SteelCitySon
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Tornado style tag team action!
Covert Ops vs. The Assassins
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JABolich
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(FADEIN: An American flag backdrop. Sitting in front of it are two men with crew cuts, both wearing desert-camo pants and jackets. On the left sits CLOAK, the shorter of the two, while on the right is his hulking compatriot, DAGGER; together, these two form the dynamic duo that is COVERT OPS.)
Cloak: You know, it's almost a funny feeling coming back here to civilization. After spending a year or two on military duty out in Afghanistan and Iraq, it's strange to actually go somewhere and see modern vehicles, big buildings, and all that other technological sh*t.
Dagger: I swear. You go over there and it's like night and day.
Cloak: Now I know you people out there are listening to me and saying to yourselves... "Cloak, what the hell does this have to do with wrestling?" I'll tell you. Out in the East, they know how to fight. They don't p*ssyfoot around like all these so-called tough guys in the States do - they'll get in your face and f*ck you up hardcore. And man, we've dealt with that. We've dealt with lots of those guys. I'd give you our individual kill counts, but honestly, I've lost track. I guess I'm no good with big numbers.
Dagger: Eh, me either.
Cloak: So here's a message to all the other teams in this place - you don't got sh*t on us, 'cause we're hardcore. I know some of you are going to complain because we aren't world-class Olympic mat technicians or because we don't jump off the top rope and do back flips... but f*ck that jazz, man. Conventional wrestling is a weak sport for weak people. Me and the D-Dogg over here, we won't wrestle you - we'll fight you, and we'll f*ck you up in the process. 'Cause after we've been out there on the front lines killing and maiming and bathing in blood, there's no way in hell we're going to go down to a bunch of WRESTLERS who think stepover toehold kneebar wristlock neckbreaker sleeper holds are a legitimate part of fighting.
Dagger: 'Cause they're not.
Cloak: Fortunately for us, we've been given a match with possibly the only team in this place worth fighting.
Dagger: Ooh, good.
Cloak: I say this because I watched plenty of tape when I came back from Iraq, and I've seen the Assassins in action - and they actually seem slightly tough. But I've got a question for you, Orion and Osiris - hey, can I call you the O Brothers? Okay, good. I've got a question for you, O Brothers... How many people have you assassinated? Can you give me an example? I'll give you one right now. There was this guy in this village we were in who was organizing bombings against our base, so I took my knife, snuck into his house, and cut that motherf*cker's throat from ear to ear.
Dagger: And there was this one guy who was running around town shooting people with an AK, so I pulled out my sniper rifle and put a huge hole in his face.
Cloak: See, boys, me and D-Diddy are the REAL Assassins up in here, 'cause we can say that we've legitimately assassinated people. I don't care how tough you are - you're still POSERS. WE are the real deal. And we'll prove that at Aggression, when you two become just a couple more names on the casualty list. 'Cause remember, guys... it don't matter to us if you can wrestle or not, 'cause while you were in wrestling school learning how to put a headlock on someone, we were in boot camp learning how to kill efficiently.
Honestly, you should just get down and kiss our damn boots right now. If it wasn't for guys like us going out there and putting our lives on the line for this country, you'd be looking out your back window to see Osama creeping through your bushes with a peashooter looking to shoot your kids' heads off. We've done that, man. We've gone out there and killed to keep this country free. And after all the blood we've spilled, if you think we're going to let a couple of WRESTLERS get the drop on us... well... think again.
See you out there, boys.
(FADEOUT)
Cloak: You know, it's almost a funny feeling coming back here to civilization. After spending a year or two on military duty out in Afghanistan and Iraq, it's strange to actually go somewhere and see modern vehicles, big buildings, and all that other technological sh*t.
Dagger: I swear. You go over there and it's like night and day.
Cloak: Now I know you people out there are listening to me and saying to yourselves... "Cloak, what the hell does this have to do with wrestling?" I'll tell you. Out in the East, they know how to fight. They don't p*ssyfoot around like all these so-called tough guys in the States do - they'll get in your face and f*ck you up hardcore. And man, we've dealt with that. We've dealt with lots of those guys. I'd give you our individual kill counts, but honestly, I've lost track. I guess I'm no good with big numbers.
Dagger: Eh, me either.
Cloak: So here's a message to all the other teams in this place - you don't got sh*t on us, 'cause we're hardcore. I know some of you are going to complain because we aren't world-class Olympic mat technicians or because we don't jump off the top rope and do back flips... but f*ck that jazz, man. Conventional wrestling is a weak sport for weak people. Me and the D-Dogg over here, we won't wrestle you - we'll fight you, and we'll f*ck you up in the process. 'Cause after we've been out there on the front lines killing and maiming and bathing in blood, there's no way in hell we're going to go down to a bunch of WRESTLERS who think stepover toehold kneebar wristlock neckbreaker sleeper holds are a legitimate part of fighting.
Dagger: 'Cause they're not.
Cloak: Fortunately for us, we've been given a match with possibly the only team in this place worth fighting.
Dagger: Ooh, good.
Cloak: I say this because I watched plenty of tape when I came back from Iraq, and I've seen the Assassins in action - and they actually seem slightly tough. But I've got a question for you, Orion and Osiris - hey, can I call you the O Brothers? Okay, good. I've got a question for you, O Brothers... How many people have you assassinated? Can you give me an example? I'll give you one right now. There was this guy in this village we were in who was organizing bombings against our base, so I took my knife, snuck into his house, and cut that motherf*cker's throat from ear to ear.
Dagger: And there was this one guy who was running around town shooting people with an AK, so I pulled out my sniper rifle and put a huge hole in his face.
Cloak: See, boys, me and D-Diddy are the REAL Assassins up in here, 'cause we can say that we've legitimately assassinated people. I don't care how tough you are - you're still POSERS. WE are the real deal. And we'll prove that at Aggression, when you two become just a couple more names on the casualty list. 'Cause remember, guys... it don't matter to us if you can wrestle or not, 'cause while you were in wrestling school learning how to put a headlock on someone, we were in boot camp learning how to kill efficiently.
Honestly, you should just get down and kiss our damn boots right now. If it wasn't for guys like us going out there and putting our lives on the line for this country, you'd be looking out your back window to see Osama creeping through your bushes with a peashooter looking to shoot your kids' heads off. We've done that, man. We've gone out there and killed to keep this country free. And after all the blood we've spilled, if you think we're going to let a couple of WRESTLERS get the drop on us... well... think again.
See you out there, boys.
(FADEOUT)