The Note (open tag team challenge)

[DARKSIDE]

Backstage, a group has gathered in the hallway in front of Lionheart's office. They clutter the area and everyone is seen trying to get a look at the large bulletin board hanging across from the office door. Not the board itself, but a sheet of paper that has been tacked to it with some sort of steel spike driven right through the board...into the concrete wall behind it.

On the tattered, stained sheet of parchment is a message for all to bare witness, scrawled in what appears to be dark red ink....

ANY TEAM

ANY MATCH

ANY TIME

ANYWHERE

MEET US IN THE RING....

DARKSIDE AWAITS YOU![/b]

No other words. Just this grim challenge left waiting to be answered.

The people gathered around the board are shown talking amongst themselves with great interest in what they have seen as the camera continues to roll....

[SoCal Society]

Guano Apes' song hits the P.A. system and out walks the two young and charismatic men of SoCal Society wearing their white ring gear this week. Big Dallas Sampson makes no time for the fans as he walks like a man on the mission down to the ring where he hops up and climbs in. Jordan Sherill on the other hands stops at the entrance ramp to high five the men, women and kids in attendance. As Jordan makes his way to the ring, Sampson finds himself a microphone of his own.

With all due respect boys, and I say this with the most respect I can, honestly...

..fuckin' beat it.[/i]

At this point Sherill is now in the ring. His left eye was still black and bruised from the beating they took at the hands of DARKSIDE in last weeks hardcore tornado tag match. He reaches out and grabs the microphone from Sampson.

Listen to the big man, you don't got any business pokin' your heads around these parts, especially with the night you two got planned. You can't beat The English Bulldogs, so when Warren beats the one of you, the other had better prepare for a beatin' of a life time when they're both facing you in the handicap match.

He brushes off the two men like they're nothing. They might have been around for ages, as they claim to be old farts with accomplished pasts, but he didn't care. As far as the boys of SoCal were concerned it was now 1-1 between the two monsters of DARKSIDE and The Society.

DARKSIDE! You want any team, any time, any where? Why the hell are you looking for something new? We beat you in a regular tag match. You beat us in a hardcore match. Simple math says that it's tied 1-1. We can't stop at that. We don't like ties, we feel it's even worse than losing. Because with losing you learn something. You learn how you got your tails kicked, and how to improve. With a tie it's not clear how to improve. It makes you average.

You beat us, and humbled me, so I'll give you props where props are due. You won a match against us, so props to that, boys.

With that in mind, you beat a cat in a swimming contest. We don't fight with weapons, we fight with wrestling moves, so it was fairly obvious you'd scoop the win on that one and that's why we believe you picked that match.

Sampson now takes the microphone.

Exactly what my lil buddy said. You knew you'd win that one. We knew you'd win that match. The fans knew. The roster knew. The staff knew. We all knew it, because you guys have a storied career involving weapons and such. We want to know if you can beat us at a team game. A real team wrestling match. I know you men have the stones to fight us in regular rules, so we'll see you around.[/center]

[DARKSIDE]

Nightmare listens and is surprised to see that now two teams are bickering for the right to face Darkside. He and Death had figured, due to the sudden silence of SoCal that they had taken enough of a beating and stepped aside. Apparently, the beast was wrong.

Taking in everything the four men in the ring had said to him and Death just now, a devilish plan unfolds in his mind....

Wow! Would you look at that! "Doc"...this worked out better than we thought. But, only one team can face us. Which one of you wants it more? You? The Unknown Entities? Looking to make a name for yourselves after we have already crushed you last week during After Dark? Or you...Dallas and Jordan? Still refusing to back down after being dissected by us last week. I would admire your resolve, but there is a fine line between courage and stupidity.

How about the four of you pair off into your little teams and fight each other. The winning team will then face "Doc" and I later tonight. Your just reward will be the career-shortening beatdown of a lifetime. Work hard for it, boys! Ha ha ha haaa....

Oh, and for the loser among the two teams? Punishment. You still get your match against Darkside....next week....in a Ladder Match!

Win or lose, you're all in for a world of hurt! Come on, "Doc". Let's leave these four alone to work out their "business"[/b]

Nightmare and Death exit the ring, leaving SoCal and the Unknown Entities to face off...

[SoCal Society]

NO.

Looking visibly annoyed, Sampson shakes his head. Nightmare and Doc said their piece and then scampered off.

You know, I tried to tell Jordy last week before the match that you guys were the real deal. A serious team looking for a serious fight. I tried to tell him you guys were actually monsters. For a minute I made him believe it, and even now I look like the idiot. You're not monsters.

If you guys were monsters like you claim to be you'd want to figure out who is the better team. As a matter of fact, you'd demand proving you're the better team. You'd consider our win a fluke. You wouldn't be looking for an out, or a different placement by calling out just ANYONE. You wouldn't be, and frankly SHOULDN'T be considering yourself a hot deal until you proved it. Why the hell should we fight for a chance to fight you tonight, or at the pay-per-view for that matter? You're not better than us. 1-1 proves it. All you're doing is hoping we're worn out by these masked fellas..

[/i]

..he says, as he points his thumb over to UE..

..and that your match with us will be a breeze. It's sad, it's pathetic, and it proves you're just a no good, washed up gimmick. You're a gimmick and nothing more, nothing less.

The crowd roars as Sampson breaks kayfabe. It wasn't frequent that wrestlers would do it while in the presence of fans. Here he was, Dallas Sampson, rookie to the game, and breaking unwritten rules.

We can figure out something better to do this week, don't worry. When you two men, and I emphasize men, get serious about wrestling you can come find us. We'll be champs by then because we take this business seriously. We show passion, and we wouldn't look for other men to fight our fights.[/i]

Off mic, you can here Sherill due to how close he was to Sampson.

Yeah, let's get out of here dude. I've got a rad idea to replace this match anyways. I told you, they're not men. They're jokes.

With that, the men of SoCal leave the ring, allowing for Unknown Entities and DARKSIDE to go at it.
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[DARKSIDE]

Darkside had left the ring, but never made it any further than the top of the ramp as they stood and listened to the criticism and down-talking done by SoCal. They remained at the edge of the stage as Jordan and Dallas made their own exit....and stood blocking their way through to the other side of the stage. Both of the hulking giants were visibly enraged....which is never good for anyone!

Nightmare raises his mic as SoCal Society approach him....

Where do you think you're going? It seems we've got a change of plans. Somebody needs to be reminded what happens to little trolls who disrespect Darkside. You two weasels want to talk shit about us? You cast doubt that we are not what we claim to be? How DARE you! We posted that open challenge in hopes of weeding out the cowards and those unfit to contend with us on our level. We sought a fresh pool of competition. Once we found more than one team had accepted, our plan was to see who among them was the better team, and then face that team. We seek to prove that Darkside is the greatest team by taking down the best this company has to offer. But, instead, you piss and moan like a pair of toddlers who missed out on their afternoon naps. You don't like it? Run home and cry in your bottle of formula.

You want to fight us again? FINE! The Entities can wait. They already have other opponents tonight. So, looks like you two just won the pain lottery, boys! You want a match? You want to see why we are called monsters? You've got it! After tonight, let there be no doubt in your thin human skulls just how "monstrous" Nightmare and "Doctor" Death are!

We'll see you soon.[/b]

The two behemoths back away to one side of the ramp, allowing Jordan and Dallas passage to continue on their way to the back to get ready for their match...