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| Live (to tape) from Full Sail, it's gloating time! Photo Credit: WWE.com |
Nigel McGuinness: Evening, Yanks. What sort of technical exhibition will I be privy to first?
Asylum Breach Alert Horns: blaring
SAnitY: raves incoherently except for the new guy
Bollywood Boyz: sing and dance
Super Crazy Eric: New Guy?
Killian Dain: looks in his direction
S.C.E: EAT THEM.
Killian: Sure. splat splut GORSH
Bollywood Boyz: ow
Alexander Wolfe: ...you need me to tag in or
S.C.E.: Nah, we're good.
the White Chocolate Cheesecake of Mental Disorder: ASUKA BRING ME ASUKA I WANT ASUKA
S.C.E.: ...hokay. Tye...come home where you belong.
Liv Morgan: sup y'all
Billie Kay: Me against LOLIV? I got this.
Peyton Royce: Of course you do, boo.
Liv: Not if I knock you down and dance on your back!
BK: You sawed off little second gen Carmellabe pummelling commences
Liv: eventually returns fire
BK and PR: Hey, ref! I/she has the ropes!
Liv: sends B into R and pins the former
Peyton: Wait, did that says PINS!?
Billie: DID I JUST
Liv: I should get the hell out of here with my win before the two of them beat up the one of me. does
10ye: Hell no, I'm not joining the Purge: Full Sail. I don't know if you know this or not, but I was in the Royal Rumble and it went pretty
SAnitY: beatdown commences from backstage to the ring
10ye: starts whittling down The Damn Numbers Game (c WWE) Hey, maybe I have a shot at
Killian: Getting flying crossbodied so hard it's like you actually got bodied?
10ye: augh
Roderick Strong: Cease your ingress!
No Way Jose: What he said!
10ye: Could've used you guys a couple minutes ago but I'll take what I can get.
SAnitY: rants angrily as they retreat to the back
Peyton: Mr. Regal, we don't care Tyler Bate is facing his Moustache Mountain partner Trent Seven on next week's show and defending his WWEUK Title for the first time!
Billie: We want NO DEMAND a match v. Liv next week!
Regal: You will get her...and a partner of her choosing.
Team Australia: LOL like she has any friends! *hop away*
WWE: Guess what, everybody? Shinsuke's...gonna be Okay!
Crowd: slightly applauds
WWE: But...Shin-suke...oh-kay? Dammit, that killed in rehearsal...
Tucker Knight and Otis Dozovic: We got a Tron and matching tights! We're Heavy Machinery now!
Full Sailors: YAY!
the Revival: Spoiler alert: we're still the damn Revival, and this doesn't end well for you land monsters.
Heavy Machinery: But we're very strong! MUCH stronger than you.
the Revival: ...fair. But we're very crafty.
Heavy Machinery: Aw, man! lose
Scott Dawson: As I was saying before those jamokes interrupted us, we're the best tag team in the world, the reigning Tag Team of the Year in NXT.
Full Sailors: say yeah
Dawson: DIY proved it in San Antonio when they got gooified and lost OUR belts!
Full Sailors: say well I don't know about all that it seems a massive oversimplification of what occurred at best
Dawson: We're the best tag team from here to Zimtok-5, and even the Authors of Pain will be footnotes compared to the Revival who aw hell they're coming out, aren't they
Paul Ellering: nods sagely, land monsters in tow
the Revival: Oh look at that we left the water on and the stove running byeeeeee
Plath and Kant: stand menacingly in the otherwise empty ramp
Plath and Kant: leave the ring menacingly
Plath and Kant: hold up their belts at the top of the ramp menacingly
Dawson and Wilder: wait until this moment to sneak attack them cunningly because they're still the Revival
Plath and Kant: start to stir
Dawson and Wilder: SCATTER! do so
Plath and Kant: DO. NOT. LIKE.
God's Production Team: Please enjoy this video package on YOUR WWEUK Champion, Tyler Bate. You'll see him next week!
Bobby Roode: see also
Reverend Lovejoy: ...and it goes on like this.
God's Production Team: Please enjoy this video package on the irreverent yet hard-hitting Trent Seven. You'll see him next week!
Way Perfectly Strong: Cash us ousside the ring before the bell rings, how bow dah?
SAnitY: Ow! Wait, what the hell? When's the last time we went ow!?
No Way Jose: Pfft. Alexander Wolfe. We got this.
E.Y.: Not anymore.
Roderick Strong: We can power up, too.
Nigel: NEVER MIND THAT CRAP, HERE COMES MONGO
Roderick: But I'm the Messiah of the Backbreaker
Killian: And we recognize no God. splats him
E.Y.: We did it! Well, I got the pinfall, but it's a team effort. Even though I got the pinfall!
Alexander: Huzzah!
Killian: yay
Nikki: ASUKA I WANT ASUKA GIVE ME ASUKA
Fellow Lunatics: look at her
Nikki: sighs Yaaaaayyy.
SAnitY: rant triumphantly
*this happened verbatim. Seriously.
Asylum Breach Alert Horns: blaring
SAnitY: raves incoherently except for the new guy
Bollywood Boyz: sing and dance
Super Crazy Eric: New Guy?
Killian Dain: looks in his direction
S.C.E: EAT THEM.
Killian: Sure. splat splut GORSH
Bollywood Boyz: ow
Alexander Wolfe: ...you need me to tag in or
S.C.E.: Nah, we're good.
the White Chocolate Cheesecake of Mental Disorder: ASUKA BRING ME ASUKA I WANT ASUKA
S.C.E.: ...hokay. Tye...come home where you belong.
Liv Morgan: sup y'all
Billie Kay: Me against LOLIV? I got this.
Peyton Royce: Of course you do, boo.
Liv: Not if I knock you down and dance on your back!
BK: You sawed off little second gen Carmellabe pummelling commences
Liv: eventually returns fire
BK and PR: Hey, ref! I/she has the ropes!
Liv: sends B into R and pins the former
Peyton: Wait, did that says PINS!?
Billie: DID I JUST
Liv: I should get the hell out of here with my win before the two of them beat up the one of me. does
10ye: Hell no, I'm not joining the Purge: Full Sail. I don't know if you know this or not, but I was in the Royal Rumble and it went pretty
SAnitY: beatdown commences from backstage to the ring
10ye: starts whittling down The Damn Numbers Game (c WWE) Hey, maybe I have a shot at
Killian: Getting flying crossbodied so hard it's like you actually got bodied?
10ye: augh
Roderick Strong: Cease your ingress!
No Way Jose: What he said!
10ye: Could've used you guys a couple minutes ago but I'll take what I can get.
SAnitY: rants angrily as they retreat to the back
Peyton: Mr. Regal, we don't care Tyler Bate is facing his Moustache Mountain partner Trent Seven on next week's show and defending his WWEUK Title for the first time!
Billie: We want NO DEMAND a match v. Liv next week!
Regal: You will get her...and a partner of her choosing.
Team Australia: LOL like she has any friends! *hop away*
WWE: Guess what, everybody? Shinsuke's...gonna be Okay!
Crowd: slightly applauds
WWE: But...Shin-suke...oh-kay? Dammit, that killed in rehearsal...
Tucker Knight and Otis Dozovic: We got a Tron and matching tights! We're Heavy Machinery now!
Full Sailors: YAY!
the Revival: Spoiler alert: we're still the damn Revival, and this doesn't end well for you land monsters.
Heavy Machinery: But we're very strong! MUCH stronger than you.
the Revival: ...fair. But we're very crafty.
Heavy Machinery: Aw, man! lose
Scott Dawson: As I was saying before those jamokes interrupted us, we're the best tag team in the world, the reigning Tag Team of the Year in NXT.
Full Sailors: say yeah
Dawson: DIY proved it in San Antonio when they got gooified and lost OUR belts!
Full Sailors: say well I don't know about all that it seems a massive oversimplification of what occurred at best
Dawson: We're the best tag team from here to Zimtok-5, and even the Authors of Pain will be footnotes compared to the Revival who aw hell they're coming out, aren't they
Paul Ellering: nods sagely, land monsters in tow
the Revival: Oh look at that we left the water on and the stove running byeeeeee
Plath and Kant: stand menacingly in the otherwise empty ramp
Plath and Kant: leave the ring menacingly
Plath and Kant: hold up their belts at the top of the ramp menacingly
Dawson and Wilder: wait until this moment to sneak attack them cunningly because they're still the Revival
Plath and Kant: start to stir
Dawson and Wilder: SCATTER! do so
Plath and Kant: DO. NOT. LIKE.
God's Production Team: Please enjoy this video package on YOUR WWEUK Champion, Tyler Bate. You'll see him next week!
Bobby Roode: see also
Reverend Lovejoy: ...and it goes on like this.
God's Production Team: Please enjoy this video package on the irreverent yet hard-hitting Trent Seven. You'll see him next week!
Way Perfectly Strong: Cash us ousside the ring before the bell rings, how bow dah?
SAnitY: Ow! Wait, what the hell? When's the last time we went ow!?
No Way Jose: Pfft. Alexander Wolfe. We got this.
E.Y.: Not anymore.
Roderick Strong: We can power up, too.
Nigel: NEVER MIND THAT CRAP, HERE COMES MONGO
Roderick: But I'm the Messiah of the Backbreaker
Killian: And we recognize no God. splats him
E.Y.: We did it! Well, I got the pinfall, but it's a team effort. Even though I got the pinfall!
Alexander: Huzzah!
Killian: yay
Nikki: ASUKA I WANT ASUKA GIVE ME ASUKA
Fellow Lunatics: look at her
Nikki: sighs Yaaaaayyy.
SAnitY: rant triumphantly
*this happened verbatim. Seriously.
