Mobbin' it (o2 Teams)

[mob]

BALLIN'!!!

We Fly high hits the PA, and the boys from Brick City make there way into the Verizon Center. The crowd comes alive has G & Hoody bop down to the ring. Their 1st taste of XWA PPV was one they planned on making a memorable one. The fellas enter the ring, and a supplied a pair of mics. You know what comes next.

Ayoyoyoyoyoyoyoyo, DC MAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE SOOOOOOOOOOME NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISE!!!

The crowd explodes in cheer.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW YEA, March Madness and The Mob is DEFINITELY in the buildin'. The 1st PPV of 2008, and me and Hoody here came to dance tonight.

Last time we was in the ring, we ain't do so hot. Them boys TSF worked us over real nice. But it's all good. They're one of the best, and they proved why they are. But we plan on bein' their shoes in due time. Tonight, we crown us some new Tag Team champs. On one side, We got a pair of cornfed country boys, The Bruzas. On the otherside, we got Viewer Discretion. But fellas, no matter WHICH one of yall win, best believe, yall gonna be seein' us REAL soon.

My homie Hood is right. We came to XWA fa' two reasons. A. Make dat paper. B. Win gold. And tonight, we're lookin' to get our moneys worth of SOME team backstage. It could be TSF. It could be The Burns. It could be Chaos Theory. It could be ANYONE for all we care. We're here ta' git it on, and that's whas' goin' on.

HOLLA!!

The fellas await the 1st team to take up their challenge.

[spaceinvaders]

Suddenly the lights go out as weird voices hits the arena

From century upon century, we Taitoians have been watching earthicles, now it's time we finally put a stop to all the madness

Resistance is futile, surrender and we'll be magnanimus.

Suddenly the Space Invaders theme hits, as the resident XWA aliens pop out in the scene, riding in a U.F.O, the fans cheer thinking that it's a real good stunt, but it wasn't a stunt it was for real, sadly the Space Invaders' comical looks didn't made them look realistic. After they park their U.F.O in the side of the ring, they walk down the ramp

Invasion plan starts today, you will all perish to the most dominant species in the universe, The Taitonian empire!

Mwahahaha! Humans have no chance, they shall all perish to our superior technology and weaponry. But tonight we won't conquer their planet, we will conquer their hearts, they'll learn to love their invaders. When we make short work of this... this... What are these?

A Space Invader points at the Mobstaz, the other Space Invader takes out his computer and they start looking for what the Mobstaz are

So they are "rappers" And they do this thing called "rapping" it's easy to do!

MWAHAHAHA! There's no way to escape. This time you'll be rapping to our war drums! Just like this! Gimme a beat

The Space Invaders start rapping their way to the ring as an ol' school rap beat hits as background music

To the S the P the A,C,E
I can conquer with no blaze
Popping out rhytm makin' you people admit
there's nothing like outer space beat

And while you sitting here
Space Invaders you hear
They have come to conquer your plaze
with a really fast pace.
Now I am not boasting
Nor I am showboating
But you gotta realize
Our fixation with your planet is no caprice.
Don't call us OG Locs
Because then we'll kick you straight to the c*ck
I've said cock and this show is PG-13
Well parents kids will learn that word in their early teens

The Space Invaders get in the ring and do a old fashioned 90s rapper pose

Straight poppin'

And straight kickin' yo' asses as you will be the first ones to perish in our Invasion.

[mob]

G and Hoody both look at each other with blank stares on their faces. Hoody words under his breath...

What the fuck?

G was the 1st to respond.

Da'hell was that? Oh wait, I know, I know. You two are the latest act from Badboy, right? I mean Diddy's signin' just about anyone these days.

Yo,that ain't even make no damn sense. Yo G. I think these two bitches is tryin' ta' play us, son.

I was thinkin' the same thang. Yo yo yo, check out their ride, Hoody.

G rolls down out of the ring and walks over to the "space ship".

SHININ'!!! Yo, check tha' chrome work on this. This must be one of them hover jump-offs. Cuz I don't see no cables or nothin'. Yo, we could get some CAKE fa' this back at the Chop Sho...uh...Dealership.

Hoody looks on and nods.

Ayo, Taitonians or...whadeva the hell yall names is. Here's a lil' proposition for ya'. Tonight, we have us a lil' Pink Slip Challenge. Awwwwwwwwww yea. Me and G rock a 2008 Escalade with the 36" Dubs, SPINNIN!!! We'll put up our ride, if you put up yours. Thas' wassup.

And interesting challenge indeed...

[spaceinvaders]

The Space Invaders gasp

So resuming you two earthicles want to make a deal? Our Taitonian Death Star against your Motor Vehicle? Let us think for a second...

Hey what's our budget for the invasion?

Actually 1.000.000.000.000.000.000 Shatners

So little? Damn what are we supposed to invade with such a tight budget.. I think that we desist this challenge rappers

Desisting?!? Since when the Space Invaders have desisted in something? There's no way we can desist, we can buy another Taitonian Death Star with the money we have. We don't have to hold anything back! A planet invasion is always risky, besides if we win this match, we'll get a new car. We can always send it to the mother brain so they can investigate further on cars. And maybe they can finally tell us that why a car with a male and a female earthicle that stops in the middle of the forest starts shaking mysteriously.

Rappers we're on!

Oh yeah, Straight Poppin'

The Space Invaders do again a gangsta pose as they wait for an answer.

[mob]

Hoody looks down to G, who gives him an "I ain't aint even touchin' that one" shrug. Hoody was the one to respond.

Yea...uhm...straight poppin'. Who even says that anymore? Anyway, I hope you fellas is ready to be walkin' home tonight, cuz we takin' yo' whip tonight. [/color] [/b]

G chimes in from outside near the ship.

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! They got patent leather seats, my man. And that's one funky lookin' cup holder.

G hops up on it to get a better look.

What the hell does this button do?

He presses it and a holographic image of one of Channelle's posters comes up.



DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYUM!!! Lemme find out they like the ghetto booty. HOLLA!!! HAAAAAAA HAAAAAAA!!!

[spaceinvaders]

The Space Invaders scream at seeing that

Keep your hands off our Death Star!!! That voluptuous female earthicle, is an object of scientific and anatomic studying! Right?

Yeah! Yeah! Straight Poppin'

So without further ado it's better that we block our Death Star

The Space Invader pulls out what seems the keys of the car and he presses a button, the Taitonian Death Star becomes control blocked, the Space Invader then waves his keys mockingly in front of Hoodlum's face

You want our Death Star? Come and get it

Straight Poppin'