[WarHead is standing in the middle of a ring with a microphone.]
WarHead: AAAAAAALLLLLLL RRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGHHHHHTTTTT!!!!!!!!!
[crowd cheers loudly to the classic WarHead catch-phrase]
WH: I’m WarHead - The Hottest Item in the NRWL - stepping away from my new position at ringside commentary to conduct a small interview with a new wrestler just signed to the NRWL over the past few days, and DONCHA WANNA KNOW WHO IT IS?!?!
[Crowd responds to WarHead’s charisma with a cheer of affirmation]
WH: Cool. Ok, this guy is young but he’s got the skills. He’s got the skills because wrestling is in his blood. Dudes and Dudettes, let me introduce you to…...TORNADO!!!!
[“Bullets” by Creed blasts over the speakers. Tornado emerges from behind the curtain. He is young looking, well-build with short, bleached hair, wearing black cargo shorts and sneakers. He makes his way down to the ring, slapping fans’ hands on the way down. He climbs into the ring and stands next WarHead]
WH: Tornado, welcome to the NRWL. The big leagues!
T: Thank you, WarHead. It feels great to be here!
WH: I don’t mean to put you on the spot, but, I know you have turned lots of heads in the independent circuits and minor leagues, but some people--not me--would say that the actual; reason you got signed to the NRWL is due to your father, Cyclone. Not only his reputation and accomplishments, but also his standing with NRWL co-founder, Mr. Charles.
T: *smiling* I knew this would be mentioned near the beginning of my NRWL career. Just not this soon! Yes, my father is Cyclone. Yes, he was a legend in the SCSF, and that makes me the first 2nd-generation wrestler to come from an SCSF star. But if anyone thinks that the only reason I’m in the NRWL is because of what my father accomplished in the SCSF, they’re in for a rude awakening.
WH: I don’t doubt it. I know you got what it takes to succeed. I’ve watched you dominate coming up through the ranks. But...I just want you to know that the NRWL is a different animal. Wrestling is important, but it’s not the only thing you’ll have to contend with. Guys here will use any psychological means to get an advantage to win.
T: I’m ready for it. I’m ready to win it all. I’m ready to bring some more gold and prestige to the family name
[Suddenly, “Dazzle Vision” blasts over the speakers, and Katsutoshi walks out from behind the curtain with a microphone in hand and Leiko following. The music dies down and the crowd starts boo’ing]
Katsutoshi: Oh no! Here we go again. More “blah blah blah” about past accolades that nobody cares about!
[Katsutoshi and Leiko climb into the ring.]
K: You’re living in a dream world, Tornado -- real original name, by the way. You’re no different than half the guys here and you’ll amount to just as much. Look at Mark Blood. Touted as the 2nd-generation star, son of “legendar” Mike Blood. Mike Blood had his glory days in MoW, but when he was in the NRWL, he sucked. Mark Blood, he didn’t have any glory days anywhere. He just sucked wherever he went. But maybe he should chalk that up to his mentor, John Fraust. Another has-been loser trying one….desperate….last grab at glory, and falling right on his face. Well, the falling on his face could be courtesy of my foot when I kicked him in the head. At least WarHead here is smart enough to stay out of the ring and just do commentary, or else I would have to beat him down too
[WarHead looks to the side sarcastically.]
K: Look kid, I’ve been dominating since I got here. I’m on the fast track to the championship. And I don’t need any help from my daddy past. You’ve got some big shoes to fill. Maybe you can spend half your career sidelined with broken ribs like your dad suffered at the hands of Prime. Or how about that month-long coma like he was put in by Rahnkor? What about getting kicked to the curb by your tag team partner, kind of like how the legendary Crunchy because Cyclone just couldn’t cut it? You want to prove yourself, then step into the ring with the REAL hottest item in the NRWL...me!
[Katsutoshi lowers his mic and smiles smugly. Leiko pops blows a bubble in her gum and pops in Tornado’s direction]
T: Are you done? Listen, you can come out here and spew as much garbage about my father as you want. I don’t care. This isn’t about him. He’s retired. This is about the now and about me! You want a match, you got it. And you watch how quickly these winds snuff out your so-called hot-streak.
[Tornado walks by Katsutoshi, shouldering him as he walks by, and leaves the ring. Tornado and Katsutoshi jaw at each other as Tornado walks backwards up the ramp. After Tornado walks back behind the curtain, Katsutoshi turns around to face WarHead. WarHead smiles, then suddenly kicks him in stomach and puts him The Fallout to the crowd’s delight. WarHead rolls out of the ring while Katsutoshi rolls around in the ring holding his head. From the mat outside, WarHead yells “The Hottest Item in the NRWL!” and raises his arms to a loud crowd pop. WarHead sits back down in at the commentary table with Jim “The Amp” Johnson]
Jim “The Amp” Johnson: WarHead! You put Katsutoshi in The Fallout!! Are you allowed to do that??!
WH: I don’t know. I didn’t read my contract! But we got a great match between Tornado and Katsutoshi at upcoming show! And I can’t wait to see it!!!
