[Nirvana "Scentless Apprentice" starts playing through the PA system, and Mark Blood, Tornado, and Warlock make thier way through the crowd down to the ring. The climb into the ring and take mics.]
Mark Blood: Let me start off first by saying--
[Suddenly, The 4 Elements run out from the crowd, leap the barrier, slide into the ring and Tommy V. smacks Mark Blood in the back with a steel chair while in mid sentence. Max Destruction grabs Tornado by the waist and drops him on his head with a German suplex and Marcus give Warlock a neck breaker. Mikey Armstrong, from outside the ring, reaches under the ring and pulls out a fire extinguisher and tosses it to Max, who starts beating Tornado down with it. Tommy V. continues to pummel Mark Blood with the chair. Mikey tosses a pipe up to Marcus who brings it down across Warlock's shoulders. Mikey climbs into the ring while the other three member continue the beat down. They then stop and raise their arms while the crowd boos and jeers them. Tommy V. then points to Warlock, Mark, and Tornado, and then points at Marcus, Max, and himself. Each member of The 4 Elements then climbs onto each turnbuckle and they raise their arms and taunt the crowd, getting boo's heavily. The scene fades out.]
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Sunday, May 11, 2014
Friday, April 25, 2014
Champ Chaos!
[“Turn My Swag On” by Soulja Boy plays on the PA system and Scotty Paris, with Trixie, comes out from behind the curtain to a surprising cheer from the crowd. On his way down the ramp he points to the belt and them to himself, smiling the whole time. He and Trixie climb into the ring and Scotty takes a mic as his music dies down. The crowd is actually cheering “Scot-ty! Scot-ty! Scot-ty!”]
Scotty: It was only a matter of time. I couldn’t be denied for much longer. They tried to keep me down, but they failed! They are failures, I’m a success!
[The crowd cheers with approval.]
Scotty: I fought back against shifty backstage politics keeping me out of the title hunt. I fought back from atrocious refereeing that denied me a title shot. I fought back against injury that would’ve retired a lesser man. And when the time was right, I made my move and used my guaranteed title match contract after they all forgot I even had one! And here I am. The NRWL Champion! I can’t think of anyone more deserving!
[The crowd cheers, but is cut-off by Dropbox’s “Wishbone” as The 4 Elements come out from behind the curtain. The cheers turn to boo’s as they make their way down the ramp and into the ring They form a semicircle around Scotty and Trixie.]
Tommy V: Congratulations on your cheap win, Scotty. Boy, that was really a test of valor, what you did at the last show - coming out and immediately challenging someone who just went through a war of a match.
Marcus: Yeah. You want to talk about someone who has overcome the deck being stacked against him. THIS man [points to Max Destruction] has been getting ducked and dodged during Bruno’s entire, unimpressive, title reign.
Mikey: Despite Max showing he’s got what it takes, he had to claw and scrape to get his title shot. And while he was doing that, you were [does scare quotes] “recovering” from your injury, sunning yourself in front of your pool. And now you crow about how you’re back from such an injury? You don’t have any idea what it’s like to be REALLY injured, like I was! The real miracle recovery story here is me, not you.
Max: There’s two ways you’re leaving this ring in the next 2 minutes. You’re walking out without the belt, or you’re being carted off without the belt.
[The 4 Elements slowly start advancing, when suddenly “Crying Like a Bitch” by Godsmack starts playing the crowd erupts in cheers! Bruno Kowalski and Marty Anderson make their way down the ramp and climb into the ring.]
Bruno: Well, you guys have a lot of nerve. Accusations, lies, and playing the victim. It’s tired, and we’re all sick of hearing it. For all the blah, blah, blah you guys come out here and spew, you haven’t really done anything except have a brief tag team title run, which I would contest that your
victory in that match was due more to dissension in the Sons of Darkness than anything you did.
Marty: And on top of that, you guys promptly lost those belts...to Bruno and me! And you’re not going to be getting them back any time soon.
Tommy V: Oh, you guys really want to go there? Typical of you Bruno and this caveman you align yourself with - deny us a rightful rematch for those belts and duck and dodge us. You’re scared. We all know it. You can’t hide forever. We’re coming for those belts and there’s nothing you or anyone can do about it!
[“Stain” by Full Devil Jacket starts playing and the crowd cheers even louder! Johnny Young and Jacob Washing walk out of the curtain and down to the ring with serious intent. They climb in and take mics.]
Johnny: Aw yeeeeaah! You guys need to slow your roll. When you mention those tag team belts, you guys aren’t next in line. That honor goes to Jacob and myself. We’ve done nothing but tear through every tag team we’ve been put up against.
Jacob: We’re the #1 contenders for a reason. You JV’ers need to take your little club back to the treehouse you came from. When you grow up and become men, then maybe you’ll be treated like some. Until then we got nothing to say to you. But Bruno and Marty, we’re coming for your belts the next show, so you--
Max: Enough of this. Scotty, you and me for that belt. Here’s a sample of things to come!
[Max decks Scotty in the face. Bruno charges Max but Marcus jumps and Thesz presses Bruno and starts pounding him in the face. Marty kicks Marcus in the head to get him off Bruno while Jabob and Johnny lock up with Tommy V and Mikey. Scotty gets up and runs and spears MaxIt’s complete bedlam in the ring as all 9 men pummel each other. One by one The 4 Elements slither their way out of the ring and onto the ramp. They yell at the other 6 people in the ring. Scotty holds the belt up and waves at Max to come get it. Bruno and Marty stand opposite of Jacob and Johnny, as the twosomes eye each other suspiciously. The scene fades out.]
Scotty: It was only a matter of time. I couldn’t be denied for much longer. They tried to keep me down, but they failed! They are failures, I’m a success!
[The crowd cheers with approval.]
Scotty: I fought back against shifty backstage politics keeping me out of the title hunt. I fought back from atrocious refereeing that denied me a title shot. I fought back against injury that would’ve retired a lesser man. And when the time was right, I made my move and used my guaranteed title match contract after they all forgot I even had one! And here I am. The NRWL Champion! I can’t think of anyone more deserving!
[The crowd cheers, but is cut-off by Dropbox’s “Wishbone” as The 4 Elements come out from behind the curtain. The cheers turn to boo’s as they make their way down the ramp and into the ring They form a semicircle around Scotty and Trixie.]
Tommy V: Congratulations on your cheap win, Scotty. Boy, that was really a test of valor, what you did at the last show - coming out and immediately challenging someone who just went through a war of a match.
Marcus: Yeah. You want to talk about someone who has overcome the deck being stacked against him. THIS man [points to Max Destruction] has been getting ducked and dodged during Bruno’s entire, unimpressive, title reign.
Mikey: Despite Max showing he’s got what it takes, he had to claw and scrape to get his title shot. And while he was doing that, you were [does scare quotes] “recovering” from your injury, sunning yourself in front of your pool. And now you crow about how you’re back from such an injury? You don’t have any idea what it’s like to be REALLY injured, like I was! The real miracle recovery story here is me, not you.
Max: There’s two ways you’re leaving this ring in the next 2 minutes. You’re walking out without the belt, or you’re being carted off without the belt.
[The 4 Elements slowly start advancing, when suddenly “Crying Like a Bitch” by Godsmack starts playing the crowd erupts in cheers! Bruno Kowalski and Marty Anderson make their way down the ramp and climb into the ring.]
Bruno: Well, you guys have a lot of nerve. Accusations, lies, and playing the victim. It’s tired, and we’re all sick of hearing it. For all the blah, blah, blah you guys come out here and spew, you haven’t really done anything except have a brief tag team title run, which I would contest that your
victory in that match was due more to dissension in the Sons of Darkness than anything you did.
Marty: And on top of that, you guys promptly lost those belts...to Bruno and me! And you’re not going to be getting them back any time soon.
Tommy V: Oh, you guys really want to go there? Typical of you Bruno and this caveman you align yourself with - deny us a rightful rematch for those belts and duck and dodge us. You’re scared. We all know it. You can’t hide forever. We’re coming for those belts and there’s nothing you or anyone can do about it!
[“Stain” by Full Devil Jacket starts playing and the crowd cheers even louder! Johnny Young and Jacob Washing walk out of the curtain and down to the ring with serious intent. They climb in and take mics.]
Johnny: Aw yeeeeaah! You guys need to slow your roll. When you mention those tag team belts, you guys aren’t next in line. That honor goes to Jacob and myself. We’ve done nothing but tear through every tag team we’ve been put up against.
Jacob: We’re the #1 contenders for a reason. You JV’ers need to take your little club back to the treehouse you came from. When you grow up and become men, then maybe you’ll be treated like some. Until then we got nothing to say to you. But Bruno and Marty, we’re coming for your belts the next show, so you--
Max: Enough of this. Scotty, you and me for that belt. Here’s a sample of things to come!
[Max decks Scotty in the face. Bruno charges Max but Marcus jumps and Thesz presses Bruno and starts pounding him in the face. Marty kicks Marcus in the head to get him off Bruno while Jabob and Johnny lock up with Tommy V and Mikey. Scotty gets up and runs and spears MaxIt’s complete bedlam in the ring as all 9 men pummel each other. One by one The 4 Elements slither their way out of the ring and onto the ramp. They yell at the other 6 people in the ring. Scotty holds the belt up and waves at Max to come get it. Bruno and Marty stand opposite of Jacob and Johnny, as the twosomes eye each other suspiciously. The scene fades out.]
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
Iced
[Jim "The Amp" Johnson and WarHead are at the announcer's table.]
Jim "The Amp" Johnson: Fans, I'm being told there is something going on backstage. Let's go to the camera feed.
[Max Destruction is alone in the training area of the NRWL Arena hitting a heavy bag. He finishes a round of punches and steps back from the bag. He blindly reaches for the towel on the bench behind him. He is surprised to find someone is handing it to him. He quickly takes it, wipes his eyes and sees John Fraust standing in front of him. Max looks Fraust up and down.]
Max Destruction: What do you want?
John Fraust: I saw the card for the next event. Somehow, you managed to get yourself a title shot against Bruno Kowalski.
Max Destruction: That's right. You all puffed out your chests and declared yourselves the next in line but you'll all have to sit back and wait. Bruno and I have some business to clear up and it surrounds that belt. The NRWL Championship is coming home to The 4 Elements, just like the Tag Team Championship is coming back to us as well. It's our time, John. The rest of you are just extras in the Era of the 4 Elements.
John Fraust: Please. You guys have spent a lot of time running your mouths. The only era you guys will be a part of is the New Ice Age because I'm getting another shot at that belt and once I put that strap around my waist, the Elements will never be able to stop me!
Max Destruction: Is that so?
John Fraust: Oh yeah.
[Suddenly, from behind a row of lockers, Mikey Armstrong steps out into view. From a side room, Tommy V. steps through the door. From the shower area, Marcus walks into the room. All four members of The 4 Elements surround John Fraust.]
Jim "The Amp" Johnson: What's going on here?
WarHead: Oh, this is not good.
[Fraust looks around at the members of the 4 Elements. He sneers as he turns to look at each man. He looks down and adjusts the tape on his hands.]
John Fraust: So, this is how it's going to go.
[Fraust sighs and then throws himself at Max Destruction with a barrage of fists. He turns in time to toss Marcus to the side. He dodges a punch by Mikey and uses the momentum to shove him into the lockers. He spears Tommy V. and lands a few punches before Marcus and Max grab him by the arms and throw him violently backward into the bench that is bolted to the floor.]
John Fraust: Ahhh.. god!
[Tommy, Max, Mikey, and Marcus all surround Fraust and begin to stomp on him.]
WarHead: Oh no...
Jim "The Amp" Johnson: They are going to kill him!
[The sound of a microphone bouncing off a table is heard. The camera cuts away from the commotion backstage and back to the ringside area where WarHead is running from the announcer's table toward the backstage area.]
Jim "The Amp" Johnson: WarHead! Where are you going? WarHead! This is bad. It's out of control back there! Someone stop this!
[The camera returns to the exercise room where Fraust is being slammed into the lockers like a battering ram. The point of impact on the lockers is bloodied. Max walks over to the heavy bag, bear hugs it, and rips it right off of the ceiling. Fraust lay on the ground as Max approaches him and slams the bag into his midsection. Fraust begins coughing and choking. He manages to swing his fists in a last ditch effort to defend himself. Marcus picks Fraust up off the floor and runs him into a rack full of weights and bar bells. Fraust falls to the floor as Mikey, Tommy V. and Max collectively push the weight rack on top of Fraust.]
Jim "The Amp" Johnson: [whispering] Oh my god. Oh my god. Please... please. Leave him alone.
[Max pulls Fraust's motionless body out from under the weights and drags him back over to the bench. He lifts Fraust and powerbombs him through the bench. Fraust lay below him in the splinters, motionless, in a pool of blood. Max huffs and puffs for a moment while the other members of The 4 Elements stand around Fraust's body.]
Max Destruction: Welcome to Era of The 4 Elements.
[All four men walk out of the exercise room together. A few seconds later, WarHead bursts through the door and kneels down next to Fraust.]
WarHead: Come on, man. Can you hear me? Fraust? Come on. Fraust!!!! SOMEBODY HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[The camera switches back to the announcer's table. Jim "The Amp" Johnson is looking away from the monitors with a hand over his mouth. With is other hand, he waves away the camera.]
Jim "The Amp" Johnson: Fans, I'm being told there is something going on backstage. Let's go to the camera feed.
[Max Destruction is alone in the training area of the NRWL Arena hitting a heavy bag. He finishes a round of punches and steps back from the bag. He blindly reaches for the towel on the bench behind him. He is surprised to find someone is handing it to him. He quickly takes it, wipes his eyes and sees John Fraust standing in front of him. Max looks Fraust up and down.]
Max Destruction: What do you want?
John Fraust: I saw the card for the next event. Somehow, you managed to get yourself a title shot against Bruno Kowalski.
Max Destruction: That's right. You all puffed out your chests and declared yourselves the next in line but you'll all have to sit back and wait. Bruno and I have some business to clear up and it surrounds that belt. The NRWL Championship is coming home to The 4 Elements, just like the Tag Team Championship is coming back to us as well. It's our time, John. The rest of you are just extras in the Era of the 4 Elements.
John Fraust: Please. You guys have spent a lot of time running your mouths. The only era you guys will be a part of is the New Ice Age because I'm getting another shot at that belt and once I put that strap around my waist, the Elements will never be able to stop me!
Max Destruction: Is that so?
John Fraust: Oh yeah.
[Suddenly, from behind a row of lockers, Mikey Armstrong steps out into view. From a side room, Tommy V. steps through the door. From the shower area, Marcus walks into the room. All four members of The 4 Elements surround John Fraust.]
Jim "The Amp" Johnson: What's going on here?
WarHead: Oh, this is not good.
[Fraust looks around at the members of the 4 Elements. He sneers as he turns to look at each man. He looks down and adjusts the tape on his hands.]
John Fraust: So, this is how it's going to go.
[Fraust sighs and then throws himself at Max Destruction with a barrage of fists. He turns in time to toss Marcus to the side. He dodges a punch by Mikey and uses the momentum to shove him into the lockers. He spears Tommy V. and lands a few punches before Marcus and Max grab him by the arms and throw him violently backward into the bench that is bolted to the floor.]
John Fraust: Ahhh.. god!
[Tommy, Max, Mikey, and Marcus all surround Fraust and begin to stomp on him.]
WarHead: Oh no...
Jim "The Amp" Johnson: They are going to kill him!
[The sound of a microphone bouncing off a table is heard. The camera cuts away from the commotion backstage and back to the ringside area where WarHead is running from the announcer's table toward the backstage area.]
Jim "The Amp" Johnson: WarHead! Where are you going? WarHead! This is bad. It's out of control back there! Someone stop this!
[The camera returns to the exercise room where Fraust is being slammed into the lockers like a battering ram. The point of impact on the lockers is bloodied. Max walks over to the heavy bag, bear hugs it, and rips it right off of the ceiling. Fraust lay on the ground as Max approaches him and slams the bag into his midsection. Fraust begins coughing and choking. He manages to swing his fists in a last ditch effort to defend himself. Marcus picks Fraust up off the floor and runs him into a rack full of weights and bar bells. Fraust falls to the floor as Mikey, Tommy V. and Max collectively push the weight rack on top of Fraust.]
Jim "The Amp" Johnson: [whispering] Oh my god. Oh my god. Please... please. Leave him alone.
[Max pulls Fraust's motionless body out from under the weights and drags him back over to the bench. He lifts Fraust and powerbombs him through the bench. Fraust lay below him in the splinters, motionless, in a pool of blood. Max huffs and puffs for a moment while the other members of The 4 Elements stand around Fraust's body.]
Max Destruction: Welcome to Era of The 4 Elements.
[All four men walk out of the exercise room together. A few seconds later, WarHead bursts through the door and kneels down next to Fraust.]
WarHead: Come on, man. Can you hear me? Fraust? Come on. Fraust!!!! SOMEBODY HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[The camera switches back to the announcer's table. Jim "The Amp" Johnson is looking away from the monitors with a hand over his mouth. With is other hand, he waves away the camera.]
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
The Line Is Long
[Jay Phillips is in a backstage interview area with Johnny Young. Johnny is looking at his wrist and adjusting his wrist tape.]
Jay Phillips: Johnny Young, we are starting another great season here in the NRWL. I wanted to get your thoughts on this season and where you think it will take you?
[Johnny looks up from the wrist tape and slides his sunglasses down over his nose a bit to look at Jay.]
Johnny Young: Jay, the last two seasons have been pretty big for The Star Player. I had another championship run, I was involved in some very memorable fights with some great opponents, and I lived up to the title of The Star Player. This season, I have one thing in mind, and that's getting the NRWL Championship around my waist yet again. Bruno Kowalski, you've been a great champion but all title reigns must come to an end. The Star Player is coming to get his belt back.
Jay Phillips: Well, I think the message is quite clear. The Star Player is looking for a shot at the NRWL Championship and --
[Suddenly, Max Destruction steps in to interrupt the interview.]
Max Destruction: Not so fast, Johnny. If there's one guy who should have a title shot, it's me. Bruno can't keep hiding from me forever. He's danced around the issue long enough. That title is mine. Not yours.
[Max looks over at someone else coming into the interview area. John Fraust steps into view and stares down Max and Johnny.]
John Fraust: Both of you will have to wait. I earned my title shot and closed out last season with a hell of a match against Bruno. It took everything he had to stop me. I'm not done with him yet. I've been in this game a long time and I've more than earned another crack at the title.
[Tiger Johnson walks in and looks at Fraust, Johnny, and Max.]
Tiger Johnson: Fraust, I can't disagree. You've earned everyone's respect and I am sure another title opportunity will come your way, but not yet. I've been in this business a lot longer than you and I've overcome every obstacle that has been in my way. No one thought I would be back in the NRWL but here I am. A champion is a man who perseveres. I'm back and I'm here for the NRWL Championship.
[Johnny Young steps in the middle of everyone.]
Johnny Young: Boys, the line to the top is a long one and we aren't the only ones in it. One thing is for certain. There can only be one top dog in this company. Today, it's Bruno Kowalski. I'm telling you right now, I'm going to be back on top. I don't care if I have to go through all of you and the rest of the NRWL locker room. The Star Player is reclaiming his spot. This is my season.
[Johnny walks off, leaving the other three standing there. Jay Phillips appears to be at a loss for words. Max, Tiger, and Fraust are staring at each other.]
Jay Phillips: Well... if nothing else, it's going to be an interesting season.
John Fraust: Yeah. Real interesting...
[Fraust, Tiger and Max walk away in separate directions. Jay adjusts his collar and looks at the camera as the scene fades out.]
Jay Phillips: Johnny Young, we are starting another great season here in the NRWL. I wanted to get your thoughts on this season and where you think it will take you?
[Johnny looks up from the wrist tape and slides his sunglasses down over his nose a bit to look at Jay.]
Johnny Young: Jay, the last two seasons have been pretty big for The Star Player. I had another championship run, I was involved in some very memorable fights with some great opponents, and I lived up to the title of The Star Player. This season, I have one thing in mind, and that's getting the NRWL Championship around my waist yet again. Bruno Kowalski, you've been a great champion but all title reigns must come to an end. The Star Player is coming to get his belt back.
Jay Phillips: Well, I think the message is quite clear. The Star Player is looking for a shot at the NRWL Championship and --
[Suddenly, Max Destruction steps in to interrupt the interview.]
Max Destruction: Not so fast, Johnny. If there's one guy who should have a title shot, it's me. Bruno can't keep hiding from me forever. He's danced around the issue long enough. That title is mine. Not yours.
[Max looks over at someone else coming into the interview area. John Fraust steps into view and stares down Max and Johnny.]
John Fraust: Both of you will have to wait. I earned my title shot and closed out last season with a hell of a match against Bruno. It took everything he had to stop me. I'm not done with him yet. I've been in this game a long time and I've more than earned another crack at the title.
[Tiger Johnson walks in and looks at Fraust, Johnny, and Max.]
Tiger Johnson: Fraust, I can't disagree. You've earned everyone's respect and I am sure another title opportunity will come your way, but not yet. I've been in this business a lot longer than you and I've overcome every obstacle that has been in my way. No one thought I would be back in the NRWL but here I am. A champion is a man who perseveres. I'm back and I'm here for the NRWL Championship.
[Johnny Young steps in the middle of everyone.]
Johnny Young: Boys, the line to the top is a long one and we aren't the only ones in it. One thing is for certain. There can only be one top dog in this company. Today, it's Bruno Kowalski. I'm telling you right now, I'm going to be back on top. I don't care if I have to go through all of you and the rest of the NRWL locker room. The Star Player is reclaiming his spot. This is my season.
[Johnny walks off, leaving the other three standing there. Jay Phillips appears to be at a loss for words. Max, Tiger, and Fraust are staring at each other.]
Jay Phillips: Well... if nothing else, it's going to be an interesting season.
John Fraust: Yeah. Real interesting...
[Fraust, Tiger and Max walk away in separate directions. Jay adjusts his collar and looks at the camera as the scene fades out.]
Friday, November 15, 2013
Post-Event Actions
[“Crying Like a Bitch” by Godsmack blasts out of the speaker and the crowd erupts in cheers. After a few seconds, Bruno emerges from behind the curtain and the crowd cheers louder.]
Jim “The Amp” Johnson: We are less than 24 hour removed from the finale’ of Season 5, and we are graced with a visit from the champion!
WarHead: The reigning, DEFENDING champ, Jim!
[The NRWL Championship belt is around Bruno’s waist and the NRWL Tag Team Championship is draped over his shoulder. Noticeably jumping out are the series of butterfly bandages across his forehead. Bruno stands at the top of the ramp for a moment. He points to the NRWL Championship belt, and then points at the bandages on his forehead and smiled wryly, earning an audience pop.]
Jim: Bruno, showing off some of the battle scars from last night.
WarHead: He knows he was in a fight, that’s for sure.
[He makes his way down to the ring. He climbs into the ring, grabs a mic as the music dies down…]
Bruno: Let me start first by saying, Wow. What a match, right?
[Crowd cheers with approval.]
Jim: I’ll say!
WarHead: It was no Flaming Castle of Doom, but yeah, great match!
Bruno: That was, without a doubt, the TOUGHEST match I have ever been in. You would think that knowing I won would’ve allowed me to sleep like a baby last night, but not really. The doctors are certain I sustained a concussion and I didn’t get much sleep last night as I was to be woken every 45 minutes as a precaution. Fraust is a warrior. A fierce warrior. I don’t want to say that I underestimated him, but halfway through the match, it became apparent that he was going to fight tooth and nail to take this belt from me. He would not stay down. At a point, it gets scary because you start to think about what you have to do to put someone out, and then you wonder if you're capable of performing such acts.
WarHead: Truth. I know that feeling all too well.
Bruno: Luckily, sticking to my gameplan, I wore him down and caught a lucky break to where his body said “no more!” and I didn’t have to resort to anything that I would cause me to question my own integrity later. I don’t think we--myself especially--have heard the last of Fraust. And he showed last night that he still has a lot left in the tank. I think that before he hangs it up, he’ll be holding this belt. …...but not for a while, because here is where it’s staying for quite some time!
[“Wishbone” by Dropbox suddenly begins playing and The 4 Elements emerge from behind the curtain.]
Jim: Oh, what are these guys doing here?
WarHead: Look! It’s Mikey Armstrong! He’s walking!
[The 4 Elements make their way down the ramp. They all get mics and climb into the ring. Bruno looks on edge.]
Tommy: What’s wrong, Bruno? You look kind of tense. Relax, we’re not here to make any trouble. We simply want what's ours.
Marcus: That’s right. When Season 6 kicks off, we want it to start the right way, with The 4 Elements as Tag Team Champions.
Max: Look at yourself, Bruno. What happened to you? You just kicked the crap out of Fraust, and now you’re out here buttering him up with hollow compliments like your some annoying girl posting on her friend’s Facebook pictures, “Oh girl, I love your shoes! OMG you’re so pretty!” Stop it! It’s beneath you. You destroyed Fraust. Own it! If Fraust beat you, I bet he would’ve owned it. He would’ve come out here and said that he annihilated you as he predicted. Not of this greasing each other up kind of garbage. You make me sick.
Mikey Armstrong: I have something to say.
[Mikey receives a small pop from the crowd.]
Mikey: I am now medically cleared to wrestle! After months of physical therapy and rehap on my leg, I was able to fight my way through paralysis and return to the ring. The doctors said I would never chew food again, but I thought knew I would. And here I am now, a walking miracle of the modern world! And my first order of business is to be Tag Team Champion. Now, hand it over.
Bruno: Did you get a lobotomy or something while in the hospital? I know I took a few hits to the head myself last night, but in what universe does a champion, who just took a severe beating to keep his belt--simply hand it over to someone the next day? Check yourself back into this plane of existance, Mikey. You want to hold a belt, you have to earn it!
Mikey: You know, Bruno, that is no way to talk to a superior talent. I was giving you a chance of having the honor of bestowing the NRWL Tag Team Championship belt to me. I mean, on top of that, that belt is going to be worthless soon because due to my amazing recovery and re-entry, they’re sure to create a belt and name it after me and replace those Tag Team belts. They’ll be called The Armstrong Championship belts!
Jim: What nerve!
WarHead: You have to admit….it does have a good ring to it.
Bruno: This is ridiculous. I don’t have time for this nonsense. As NRWL and NRWL Tag Team champion, I have more important things to deal with.
[Bruno goes to leave but Tommy V. blocks his path.]
Jim: Uh oh.
Tommy: Whoa, where are you going, champ? You don’t walk out on The 4 Elements. When we’re done with you, we’ll let you know.
Marcus: Yeah. And what was it you said to Fraust? “If you want the belt, come take it,” or something along those lines? Well, what if we want to take that Tag Team belt now?
[The 4 Elements begin to close in on Bruno. Suddenly, Marty Anderson runs out from backstage with a big shiner under his eye and a fat lip and tears down to the ring.]
Jim: Marty Anderson coming to his partner’s defense!
WarHead: Ouch. That brawl with Tommy left its mark on his face, didn’t it?
[Marty slides into the ring and stands next to Bruno and yellow audibly.]
Marty: You want to take these belts! Go ahead and try!
[Marty turns and punches Tommy V right in the face.]
Jim: Oh man!
WarHead: Payback!
[Marcus jumps on Marty. Bruno spears Mikey and starts pummeling him before being pulled off by Max and suplexed. Tommy gets up and starts stomping Marty while Marcus drops knees. Marty and Bruno turtle for protection.]
Jim: Oh come on! This isn’t fair!
[Suddenly, Johnny Young and Jacob Washington tear out from backstage and run into the ring.]
WarHead: Johnny and Jacob to the rescue!!
[Johnny dropkicks Tommy while Jacob delivers a brutal clothesline to Mikey. Marcus runs and Johnny but Johnny sidesteps him and pulls down the rope and Marcus goes tumbling over and smacks on the mat below.]
Jim: It’s complete chaos in the ring!!!
[Jacob and Max are locked up but Johnny comes over and puts Max in a full nelson slam! Max, Mikey, and Tommy all roll out of the ring, holding different body parts in pain. The 4 Elements walk backward up the ramp, angrily staring at their foes in the ring. “Stain” by Full Devil Jacket starts playing. Marty and Bruno get up and join Johnny and Jacob in yelling at The 4 Elements from the ring. Bruno and Marty hold up their belts as Marty gestures to come get the belt.]
Jim: Wow! What an ending to Season 5!!!
WarHead: Or, is this starting Season 6 with a bang?!??
Jim: I don’t know, but either way, what action! I can’t wait to see what Season 6 has in store!
WarHead: Me too!
Jim: And I’m also looking forward to the Hall of Fame inductions, where a certain wrestler-turned-commentator is rumored to be a first ballot inductee!
WarHead: Pssh! Oh stop it, you!
Jim: Tune in for the Hall of Fame ceremony and Season 6!!!
[scene fades out.]
Jim “The Amp” Johnson: We are less than 24 hour removed from the finale’ of Season 5, and we are graced with a visit from the champion!
WarHead: The reigning, DEFENDING champ, Jim!
[The NRWL Championship belt is around Bruno’s waist and the NRWL Tag Team Championship is draped over his shoulder. Noticeably jumping out are the series of butterfly bandages across his forehead. Bruno stands at the top of the ramp for a moment. He points to the NRWL Championship belt, and then points at the bandages on his forehead and smiled wryly, earning an audience pop.]
Jim: Bruno, showing off some of the battle scars from last night.
WarHead: He knows he was in a fight, that’s for sure.
[He makes his way down to the ring. He climbs into the ring, grabs a mic as the music dies down…]
Bruno: Let me start first by saying, Wow. What a match, right?
[Crowd cheers with approval.]
Jim: I’ll say!
WarHead: It was no Flaming Castle of Doom, but yeah, great match!
Bruno: That was, without a doubt, the TOUGHEST match I have ever been in. You would think that knowing I won would’ve allowed me to sleep like a baby last night, but not really. The doctors are certain I sustained a concussion and I didn’t get much sleep last night as I was to be woken every 45 minutes as a precaution. Fraust is a warrior. A fierce warrior. I don’t want to say that I underestimated him, but halfway through the match, it became apparent that he was going to fight tooth and nail to take this belt from me. He would not stay down. At a point, it gets scary because you start to think about what you have to do to put someone out, and then you wonder if you're capable of performing such acts.
WarHead: Truth. I know that feeling all too well.
Bruno: Luckily, sticking to my gameplan, I wore him down and caught a lucky break to where his body said “no more!” and I didn’t have to resort to anything that I would cause me to question my own integrity later. I don’t think we--myself especially--have heard the last of Fraust. And he showed last night that he still has a lot left in the tank. I think that before he hangs it up, he’ll be holding this belt. …...but not for a while, because here is where it’s staying for quite some time!
[“Wishbone” by Dropbox suddenly begins playing and The 4 Elements emerge from behind the curtain.]
Jim: Oh, what are these guys doing here?
WarHead: Look! It’s Mikey Armstrong! He’s walking!
[The 4 Elements make their way down the ramp. They all get mics and climb into the ring. Bruno looks on edge.]
Tommy: What’s wrong, Bruno? You look kind of tense. Relax, we’re not here to make any trouble. We simply want what's ours.
Marcus: That’s right. When Season 6 kicks off, we want it to start the right way, with The 4 Elements as Tag Team Champions.
Max: Look at yourself, Bruno. What happened to you? You just kicked the crap out of Fraust, and now you’re out here buttering him up with hollow compliments like your some annoying girl posting on her friend’s Facebook pictures, “Oh girl, I love your shoes! OMG you’re so pretty!” Stop it! It’s beneath you. You destroyed Fraust. Own it! If Fraust beat you, I bet he would’ve owned it. He would’ve come out here and said that he annihilated you as he predicted. Not of this greasing each other up kind of garbage. You make me sick.
Mikey Armstrong: I have something to say.
[Mikey receives a small pop from the crowd.]
Mikey: I am now medically cleared to wrestle! After months of physical therapy and rehap on my leg, I was able to fight my way through paralysis and return to the ring. The doctors said I would never chew food again, but I thought knew I would. And here I am now, a walking miracle of the modern world! And my first order of business is to be Tag Team Champion. Now, hand it over.
Bruno: Did you get a lobotomy or something while in the hospital? I know I took a few hits to the head myself last night, but in what universe does a champion, who just took a severe beating to keep his belt--simply hand it over to someone the next day? Check yourself back into this plane of existance, Mikey. You want to hold a belt, you have to earn it!
Mikey: You know, Bruno, that is no way to talk to a superior talent. I was giving you a chance of having the honor of bestowing the NRWL Tag Team Championship belt to me. I mean, on top of that, that belt is going to be worthless soon because due to my amazing recovery and re-entry, they’re sure to create a belt and name it after me and replace those Tag Team belts. They’ll be called The Armstrong Championship belts!
Jim: What nerve!
WarHead: You have to admit….it does have a good ring to it.
Bruno: This is ridiculous. I don’t have time for this nonsense. As NRWL and NRWL Tag Team champion, I have more important things to deal with.
[Bruno goes to leave but Tommy V. blocks his path.]
Jim: Uh oh.
Tommy: Whoa, where are you going, champ? You don’t walk out on The 4 Elements. When we’re done with you, we’ll let you know.
Marcus: Yeah. And what was it you said to Fraust? “If you want the belt, come take it,” or something along those lines? Well, what if we want to take that Tag Team belt now?
[The 4 Elements begin to close in on Bruno. Suddenly, Marty Anderson runs out from backstage with a big shiner under his eye and a fat lip and tears down to the ring.]
Jim: Marty Anderson coming to his partner’s defense!
WarHead: Ouch. That brawl with Tommy left its mark on his face, didn’t it?
[Marty slides into the ring and stands next to Bruno and yellow audibly.]
Marty: You want to take these belts! Go ahead and try!
[Marty turns and punches Tommy V right in the face.]
Jim: Oh man!
WarHead: Payback!
[Marcus jumps on Marty. Bruno spears Mikey and starts pummeling him before being pulled off by Max and suplexed. Tommy gets up and starts stomping Marty while Marcus drops knees. Marty and Bruno turtle for protection.]
Jim: Oh come on! This isn’t fair!
[Suddenly, Johnny Young and Jacob Washington tear out from backstage and run into the ring.]
WarHead: Johnny and Jacob to the rescue!!
[Johnny dropkicks Tommy while Jacob delivers a brutal clothesline to Mikey. Marcus runs and Johnny but Johnny sidesteps him and pulls down the rope and Marcus goes tumbling over and smacks on the mat below.]
Jim: It’s complete chaos in the ring!!!
[Jacob and Max are locked up but Johnny comes over and puts Max in a full nelson slam! Max, Mikey, and Tommy all roll out of the ring, holding different body parts in pain. The 4 Elements walk backward up the ramp, angrily staring at their foes in the ring. “Stain” by Full Devil Jacket starts playing. Marty and Bruno get up and join Johnny and Jacob in yelling at The 4 Elements from the ring. Bruno and Marty hold up their belts as Marty gestures to come get the belt.]
Jim: Wow! What an ending to Season 5!!!
WarHead: Or, is this starting Season 6 with a bang?!??
Jim: I don’t know, but either way, what action! I can’t wait to see what Season 6 has in store!
WarHead: Me too!
Jim: And I’m also looking forward to the Hall of Fame inductions, where a certain wrestler-turned-commentator is rumored to be a first ballot inductee!
WarHead: Pssh! Oh stop it, you!
Jim: Tune in for the Hall of Fame ceremony and Season 6!!!
[scene fades out.]
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Championships & Challenges
[“Wishbone” by Dropbox blasts over the speakers, and The 4 Elements -- Tommy V, Marcus, Max D, and Mikey Armstrong -- emerge from behind the curtain. Mikey is still in a wheelchair. All four members stand at the top of the ramp and raise their arms and are welcome by boo’s from the crowd. Mikey quickly gives an over-exaggerated grimace and starts massaging his leg.]
Jim “The Amp” Johnson: Wasn’t he favoring the other leg a few weeks ago?
WarHead: Uh…. I don’t remember.
[They all make their way down to the ring. Mikey pulls a crutch out from the back of his wheelchair and, with a look of excruciating pain, tries standing himself up with it, but falls back down into the seat of the wheelchair. Tommy, Marcus, and Max quickly rush of and take his arms to help him up, but Mikey shrugs them off and holds his arms out with an “I got this” pose. Mikey, teeth-clenched, slowly and arduously raises himself out of the wheelchair, supporting all his weight with the crutch until his is finally out of the chair. Tommy, Marcus, and Max all give him a big round of applause and turn to the crowd with an insincere attempt to get the crowd to applaud along with them. The crowd responds with even louder boo’s. Mikey gives an insincere “thank you” wave, and begins slowly making his way up the ring steps, pausing for many seconds on each on to rub his leg. The crowd boo’s with impatience.]
WarHead: The show might be over before they even speak.
Jim Johnson: I can’t believe--he can’t still be THAT injured!
[By the time Mikey and the rest of The 4 Elements make it to the center of the ring, the song is almost over. Instead of fading out, the sound tech lets the last few seconds of the song play out and the song ends on its own]
Tommy V: When are you people going to learn? When are you people going to start showing some respect and gratitude? When are you people going to wake up and realize?
Marcus: And we’re not talking to all of you…...we’re talking to that small handful of people that were booing and injured man!
Tommy V: Yeah! You couple of people who were booing Mikey should be ashamed of yourself! He suffered a career-ending injury! But he fought through it and by his willpower and determination, he’ll be back soon!
[Mikey smiles with faux-humility and wipes away an imaginary tear.]
WarHead: So touching.
Jim Johnson: This is ridiculous….
Tommy V: Anyone else would take that opportunity to call it quits, get themselves a handicapped plate so they could park near entrances, and live off the government, just like most of you! How many food stamps did you people have to scalp to get tickets here tonight?
Marcus: I consider myself a hero to all you people, and for good reason. But let me tell you, my hero, is Mikey Armstrong!
Jim Johnson: Oh for Pete’s sake.
[The crowd boo’s more and Marcus give Mikey a handshake coupled with a bro hug. After realease Marcus, Mikey winces and grabs his leg and rubs it a big. The crowd starts chanting “You’re pre-ten-ding” *clap* *clap* *clapclapclap* “You’re pre-ten-ding” *clap* *clap* *clapclapclap* “You’re pre-ten-ding” *clap* *clap* *clapclapclap*. The 4 Elements look around at the crowd with scowls on their faces.]
WarHead: Didn’t realize so many doctors were in attendance tonight.
Marcus: “Pretending?!?” PRETENDING?!? You know what’s not pretend??? THIS!!
[Marcus and Tommy hold up their tag team championship belts.]
Marcus: We’re the NRWL Tag Team champions! The first ones since the first season! Pretending….Ha! You know what pretending is?? Pretending is what you pile of garbage bums here tonight are doing right now! You’re all pretending that you’re lower-middle class citizens! You’re not! You’re all here tonight because it’s a warm building with some working plumbing! I’m sure all you toothless hobos will be in line at the soup kitchen tomorrow morning!
Jim Johnson: Now that’s uncalled for!
Tommy V: “Pretending.” There’s nothing pretend about how great we are! Look at what we did in that tournament. Round 1 against Bruno and Marty. Max gave us a good scouting report on them that was spot on: they’re weak-willed and lack the killer instinct. And we did what great teams do to lesser teams. We beat them. We beat the team with the current NRWL Champion.
Marcus: Round 2 - Johnny Young and Jacob Washington. Johnny is a 2-time NRWL Champion, and Jacob Washington is this Seasons media darling. They were the heavy favorite to win the entire tournament! And what did we do? We stomped them big time! The tournament should’ve just ended there and declared us the champions.
Jim: These guys are full of so much hot air, nobody can claim global warming is a myth!
WarHead: …….come up with that all by yourself, did ya?
Tommy V: Round 3 - The Sons of Darkness. The scariest, immoral men in the federation. They’ve cause so much pain and injuries to so many wrestlers…...And we kicked…..their…...ASSES!!!
[The crowd boo’s loudly as all four men in the ring smile ear to ear at Tommy’s statement]
Jim Johnson: What the--?!? They pretty much had that championship match handed to them when Apollyon hijacked The Sons of Darkness!
Marcus: And the gold isn’t stopping there. Max…?
Max D: That’s right. At the next show, I’m winning the 6-Man Ladder match, and then I’m going to beat my “friend” Bruno Kowalski, and take his belt and become NEW NRWL CHAMPION!!
[Crowd boo’s.]
Max D: You see, when Bruno and I were training together, I told him that if he won the belt, I’d be right there to challenge for it. But I didn’t think he’d be so cowardly that he’d do everything he can to prevent me from getting a title shot. I’ve done my time, I’ve made my bones, and you’d think that out of sheer respect for a fellow warrior, he’d man up and grant me that title shot. But no! He knows I’ll beat him to a pulp, so he has to concoct this #1 Contender’s Ladder match, where I can be distracted and held back by 4 other mid-carders while another low-lift climbs the ladder without any struggle. It’s crap. But, crappy champions make crappy matches. I hope Bruno isn’t champion for long, because with him at the helm, this company will founder. What it really needs is a---
[“Crying Like a Bitch” by Godsmack cuts off Max’s speech. Bruno and Marty emerge from backstage to thunderous cheer.]
Jim Johnson: Uh oh! Looks like Bruno and Marty have heard enough!
[Bruno and Marty walk down the ramp and into the ring and take mics.]
Bruno: You guys are the BIGGEST bunch of babies this federation has ever had. I had more respect for Red Love than I do for any of you.
WarHead: Oh! Buuuuurrrrnnnn!!!
Bruno: Max, you’re haven’t earned anything. Cheap shots and losing are not a way of becoming #1 contender. The fact that you’ve “done your time” and “made your bones” is pretty much the only reason why I included you in the ladder match. And now that you’re in it, why don’t you just try shutting up and winning something on your own for once this season?
[Max gets in Bruno’s face and the two stare each other down. Marcus and Tommy pull Max back as Marty steps up to them.]
Marty: So you think Bruno and I don’t have the killer instinct do you? You think we’re weak-willed? Then how about this? Re-match between you two and us for the belts! Put your money with your garbage-spewing mouths are! If we’re such pushovers, then you shouldn’t be afraid to take us on again. If you got--
[Mikey pushes by Marty and stars addressing the crowd.]
Mikey: I’d like to thank everyone who has sent me Get-Well cards and gifts and for the tremendous outpouring of support from all my fans! I can’t wait until this leg heals and I can finally get back to action. You don’t know how much I wish it was me that would be defending the tag team belts for The 4 Elements! ….Ok, well, not against these two here, that’d be a waste of time. But against REAL opponents, I would welcome th--
[Marty kicks the crutch out from under Mikey’s arm. The crowd cheers and Mikey stands there and glares at Marty with a look of angered shock. Then, his face briefly flashes a look of guilty surprise, and he flops on to the canvas, rolling around and clutching his legs and screaming in “pain.”]
Jim Jonnson: Look at that! You can’t tell me he’s not faking!
[Tommy, Marcus, and Max tend to Mikey and call the doctors down to the ring. Bruno and Marty exit the ring smiling and walk backwards up the ring. Tommy, Marcus, and Max yell and point angrily at Bruno and Marty. Tommy and Marcus hold up their tag team title belts. Bruno holds up his NRWL championship belt. Marty points to the ring and does the belts gesture around his waist as the medical staff run down to the ring and tend to Mikey, who is pounding the canvas with his fists in “agony.”]
Jim Johnson: Bruno and Marty, challenging for the tag team gold! The next show is going to be a good one!
WarHead: I hope Mikey’s okay.
[scene fades out.]
Jim “The Amp” Johnson: Wasn’t he favoring the other leg a few weeks ago?
WarHead: Uh…. I don’t remember.
[They all make their way down to the ring. Mikey pulls a crutch out from the back of his wheelchair and, with a look of excruciating pain, tries standing himself up with it, but falls back down into the seat of the wheelchair. Tommy, Marcus, and Max quickly rush of and take his arms to help him up, but Mikey shrugs them off and holds his arms out with an “I got this” pose. Mikey, teeth-clenched, slowly and arduously raises himself out of the wheelchair, supporting all his weight with the crutch until his is finally out of the chair. Tommy, Marcus, and Max all give him a big round of applause and turn to the crowd with an insincere attempt to get the crowd to applaud along with them. The crowd responds with even louder boo’s. Mikey gives an insincere “thank you” wave, and begins slowly making his way up the ring steps, pausing for many seconds on each on to rub his leg. The crowd boo’s with impatience.]
WarHead: The show might be over before they even speak.
Jim Johnson: I can’t believe--he can’t still be THAT injured!
[By the time Mikey and the rest of The 4 Elements make it to the center of the ring, the song is almost over. Instead of fading out, the sound tech lets the last few seconds of the song play out and the song ends on its own]
Tommy V: When are you people going to learn? When are you people going to start showing some respect and gratitude? When are you people going to wake up and realize?
Marcus: And we’re not talking to all of you…...we’re talking to that small handful of people that were booing and injured man!
Tommy V: Yeah! You couple of people who were booing Mikey should be ashamed of yourself! He suffered a career-ending injury! But he fought through it and by his willpower and determination, he’ll be back soon!
[Mikey smiles with faux-humility and wipes away an imaginary tear.]
WarHead: So touching.
Jim Johnson: This is ridiculous….
Tommy V: Anyone else would take that opportunity to call it quits, get themselves a handicapped plate so they could park near entrances, and live off the government, just like most of you! How many food stamps did you people have to scalp to get tickets here tonight?
Marcus: I consider myself a hero to all you people, and for good reason. But let me tell you, my hero, is Mikey Armstrong!
Jim Johnson: Oh for Pete’s sake.
[The crowd boo’s more and Marcus give Mikey a handshake coupled with a bro hug. After realease Marcus, Mikey winces and grabs his leg and rubs it a big. The crowd starts chanting “You’re pre-ten-ding” *clap* *clap* *clapclapclap* “You’re pre-ten-ding” *clap* *clap* *clapclapclap* “You’re pre-ten-ding” *clap* *clap* *clapclapclap*. The 4 Elements look around at the crowd with scowls on their faces.]
WarHead: Didn’t realize so many doctors were in attendance tonight.
Marcus: “Pretending?!?” PRETENDING?!? You know what’s not pretend??? THIS!!
[Marcus and Tommy hold up their tag team championship belts.]
Marcus: We’re the NRWL Tag Team champions! The first ones since the first season! Pretending….Ha! You know what pretending is?? Pretending is what you pile of garbage bums here tonight are doing right now! You’re all pretending that you’re lower-middle class citizens! You’re not! You’re all here tonight because it’s a warm building with some working plumbing! I’m sure all you toothless hobos will be in line at the soup kitchen tomorrow morning!
Jim Johnson: Now that’s uncalled for!
Tommy V: “Pretending.” There’s nothing pretend about how great we are! Look at what we did in that tournament. Round 1 against Bruno and Marty. Max gave us a good scouting report on them that was spot on: they’re weak-willed and lack the killer instinct. And we did what great teams do to lesser teams. We beat them. We beat the team with the current NRWL Champion.
Marcus: Round 2 - Johnny Young and Jacob Washington. Johnny is a 2-time NRWL Champion, and Jacob Washington is this Seasons media darling. They were the heavy favorite to win the entire tournament! And what did we do? We stomped them big time! The tournament should’ve just ended there and declared us the champions.
Jim: These guys are full of so much hot air, nobody can claim global warming is a myth!
WarHead: …….come up with that all by yourself, did ya?
Tommy V: Round 3 - The Sons of Darkness. The scariest, immoral men in the federation. They’ve cause so much pain and injuries to so many wrestlers…...And we kicked…..their…...ASSES!!!
[The crowd boo’s loudly as all four men in the ring smile ear to ear at Tommy’s statement]
Jim Johnson: What the--?!? They pretty much had that championship match handed to them when Apollyon hijacked The Sons of Darkness!
Marcus: And the gold isn’t stopping there. Max…?
Max D: That’s right. At the next show, I’m winning the 6-Man Ladder match, and then I’m going to beat my “friend” Bruno Kowalski, and take his belt and become NEW NRWL CHAMPION!!
[Crowd boo’s.]
Max D: You see, when Bruno and I were training together, I told him that if he won the belt, I’d be right there to challenge for it. But I didn’t think he’d be so cowardly that he’d do everything he can to prevent me from getting a title shot. I’ve done my time, I’ve made my bones, and you’d think that out of sheer respect for a fellow warrior, he’d man up and grant me that title shot. But no! He knows I’ll beat him to a pulp, so he has to concoct this #1 Contender’s Ladder match, where I can be distracted and held back by 4 other mid-carders while another low-lift climbs the ladder without any struggle. It’s crap. But, crappy champions make crappy matches. I hope Bruno isn’t champion for long, because with him at the helm, this company will founder. What it really needs is a---
[“Crying Like a Bitch” by Godsmack cuts off Max’s speech. Bruno and Marty emerge from backstage to thunderous cheer.]
Jim Johnson: Uh oh! Looks like Bruno and Marty have heard enough!
[Bruno and Marty walk down the ramp and into the ring and take mics.]
Bruno: You guys are the BIGGEST bunch of babies this federation has ever had. I had more respect for Red Love than I do for any of you.
WarHead: Oh! Buuuuurrrrnnnn!!!
Bruno: Max, you’re haven’t earned anything. Cheap shots and losing are not a way of becoming #1 contender. The fact that you’ve “done your time” and “made your bones” is pretty much the only reason why I included you in the ladder match. And now that you’re in it, why don’t you just try shutting up and winning something on your own for once this season?
[Max gets in Bruno’s face and the two stare each other down. Marcus and Tommy pull Max back as Marty steps up to them.]
Marty: So you think Bruno and I don’t have the killer instinct do you? You think we’re weak-willed? Then how about this? Re-match between you two and us for the belts! Put your money with your garbage-spewing mouths are! If we’re such pushovers, then you shouldn’t be afraid to take us on again. If you got--
[Mikey pushes by Marty and stars addressing the crowd.]
Mikey: I’d like to thank everyone who has sent me Get-Well cards and gifts and for the tremendous outpouring of support from all my fans! I can’t wait until this leg heals and I can finally get back to action. You don’t know how much I wish it was me that would be defending the tag team belts for The 4 Elements! ….Ok, well, not against these two here, that’d be a waste of time. But against REAL opponents, I would welcome th--
[Marty kicks the crutch out from under Mikey’s arm. The crowd cheers and Mikey stands there and glares at Marty with a look of angered shock. Then, his face briefly flashes a look of guilty surprise, and he flops on to the canvas, rolling around and clutching his legs and screaming in “pain.”]
Jim Jonnson: Look at that! You can’t tell me he’s not faking!
[Tommy, Marcus, and Max tend to Mikey and call the doctors down to the ring. Bruno and Marty exit the ring smiling and walk backwards up the ring. Tommy, Marcus, and Max yell and point angrily at Bruno and Marty. Tommy and Marcus hold up their tag team title belts. Bruno holds up his NRWL championship belt. Marty points to the ring and does the belts gesture around his waist as the medical staff run down to the ring and tend to Mikey, who is pounding the canvas with his fists in “agony.”]
Jim Johnson: Bruno and Marty, challenging for the tag team gold! The next show is going to be a good one!
WarHead: I hope Mikey’s okay.
[scene fades out.]
Friday, September 13, 2013
Standoff
[Jay Phillips is in the backstage interview area]
Jay: Ladies and gentlemen, I’m here with the latest tag team to announce their participation in the upcoming tournament, “Hardcore” Adam and Tornado!
[Adam and Tornado step into view.]
JP: Adam, this will be your second shot at tag team gold. Give us your thoughts?
HCA: Well Jay, last time I was tag team champion, it was with a Hall of Famer. This time, it will be with the son of another Hall of Famer. We will win this tournament and quite frankly, I feel one of the belts is still mine. After all, I was never beaten for it. I was stripped of it when Mike Blood retired. So, we’re going to right the wrong, and bring that tag belt back around my waist.
JP: Adam, you mentioned Hall of Famer, Cyclone. Tornado, your father is legendary and was in just-as-legendary tag teams, winning the SCSF tag team titles with the iconic Crunchy, and then with the devastating Alien.
T: Jay, I watched my father from the crowd as a little kid. I saw him hold those belts and then some. I don’t need to be reminded of what he did. Adam and I are going to win these belts and I’m going to start my legacy. I was just on the phone with my father last night and he thinks people need to stop bringing him up every time they talk to me or they’re going to overlook something special right in front of them. I understand that I have big shoes to fi---
Off-Camera Voice: Whatever! Nobody cares about your daddy issues!
[Jay, Adam, and Tornado look off to the direction of the voice. The camera pans over The 4 Elements--Tommy Violence, Marcus, Max Destruction are standing next to Jay. Next to them is Mikey Armstrong in a wheelchair.]
Tommy Violence: Seriously. Give it a rest. Nobody wants to hear it. If all you are bringing to the table is a “stepping out of my father’s shadow” sob story, well, then take a spot behind Mark Blood. He already paved his way to failure with that tired, boring drama.
Marcus: See, this is how it works around here *does scare quotes with fingers* “Hardcore” Adam and Tornado. The people who pay money for tickets deserve better than you two. They need real heroes. And that’s why we’re also entering the tag team tournament. Tommy V and I will take of the tag team brackets…
Max Destruction: And when they’re done with that, I’ll be winning the #1 contender ladder match! And right after that, I’m going and I’m laying a beat down on Bruno Kowalski and taking the NRWL Championship belt for myself! All the gold will be locked up here, with The 4 Elements. Bruno, you made yourself a big mistake distancing yourself from me. You made a bigger mistake not making me your tag team partner. And you made the biggest mistake putting me in the #1 contender match. Enjoy your last few days with the NRWL Championship.
[Mikey Armstrong wheels closer to Jay. He pulls a crutch out from the back of the wheelchair. Slowly and almost exaggerated shakes, and stands up out of the wheelchair and leans on the crutch.]
Mikey Amrstrong: Look at that, Jay. I got up on my own two feet and am standing….all by myself!
JP: Well...you needed the crutch--
MA: I’m recovering from a career-ending, paralyzing injury.
JP: You just hurt your leg. That’s hardly paralyz--
MA: The outpouring of support and get-well soon from all the men, women, and children has been overwhelming! They really want to see me back in action! And I want to say to them, I’ll be back in the ring, dazzling audiences before you know it! You won’t have to put up with hacks like these two for much longer!
[At that line Tornado rushes towards Mikey, who quickly runs behind the other 3 members while holding his crutch up like a baseball bat. Tommy V, Marcus and Max form a wall, and Tornado and Adam stand face-to-face with them]
Tommy V: Easy there, junior. Do you really want to try something? Mikey in his injured state could take you both by himself, let alone having to deal with the rest of us.
[Tornado turns away]
Tommy V: Maybe if you were your dad, I’d be a little nervous…
[Tornado spins and slaps Tommy across the mouth. Marcus and Max are about to rush Tornado but Tommy holds them back. He steps up to Tornado.]
Tommy V: That was your freebie. You try anything else, and you can forget the tag team belts, because you’ll be in a body cast.
[“Hardcore” Adam pulls Tornado away from the confrontation and out of the camera view. Tornado and Tommy never stop staring into each others eyes. The scene fades out.]
Jay: Ladies and gentlemen, I’m here with the latest tag team to announce their participation in the upcoming tournament, “Hardcore” Adam and Tornado!
[Adam and Tornado step into view.]
JP: Adam, this will be your second shot at tag team gold. Give us your thoughts?
HCA: Well Jay, last time I was tag team champion, it was with a Hall of Famer. This time, it will be with the son of another Hall of Famer. We will win this tournament and quite frankly, I feel one of the belts is still mine. After all, I was never beaten for it. I was stripped of it when Mike Blood retired. So, we’re going to right the wrong, and bring that tag belt back around my waist.
JP: Adam, you mentioned Hall of Famer, Cyclone. Tornado, your father is legendary and was in just-as-legendary tag teams, winning the SCSF tag team titles with the iconic Crunchy, and then with the devastating Alien.
T: Jay, I watched my father from the crowd as a little kid. I saw him hold those belts and then some. I don’t need to be reminded of what he did. Adam and I are going to win these belts and I’m going to start my legacy. I was just on the phone with my father last night and he thinks people need to stop bringing him up every time they talk to me or they’re going to overlook something special right in front of them. I understand that I have big shoes to fi---
Off-Camera Voice: Whatever! Nobody cares about your daddy issues!
[Jay, Adam, and Tornado look off to the direction of the voice. The camera pans over The 4 Elements--Tommy Violence, Marcus, Max Destruction are standing next to Jay. Next to them is Mikey Armstrong in a wheelchair.]
Tommy Violence: Seriously. Give it a rest. Nobody wants to hear it. If all you are bringing to the table is a “stepping out of my father’s shadow” sob story, well, then take a spot behind Mark Blood. He already paved his way to failure with that tired, boring drama.
Marcus: See, this is how it works around here *does scare quotes with fingers* “Hardcore” Adam and Tornado. The people who pay money for tickets deserve better than you two. They need real heroes. And that’s why we’re also entering the tag team tournament. Tommy V and I will take of the tag team brackets…
Max Destruction: And when they’re done with that, I’ll be winning the #1 contender ladder match! And right after that, I’m going and I’m laying a beat down on Bruno Kowalski and taking the NRWL Championship belt for myself! All the gold will be locked up here, with The 4 Elements. Bruno, you made yourself a big mistake distancing yourself from me. You made a bigger mistake not making me your tag team partner. And you made the biggest mistake putting me in the #1 contender match. Enjoy your last few days with the NRWL Championship.
[Mikey Armstrong wheels closer to Jay. He pulls a crutch out from the back of the wheelchair. Slowly and almost exaggerated shakes, and stands up out of the wheelchair and leans on the crutch.]
Mikey Amrstrong: Look at that, Jay. I got up on my own two feet and am standing….all by myself!
JP: Well...you needed the crutch--
MA: I’m recovering from a career-ending, paralyzing injury.
JP: You just hurt your leg. That’s hardly paralyz--
MA: The outpouring of support and get-well soon from all the men, women, and children has been overwhelming! They really want to see me back in action! And I want to say to them, I’ll be back in the ring, dazzling audiences before you know it! You won’t have to put up with hacks like these two for much longer!
[At that line Tornado rushes towards Mikey, who quickly runs behind the other 3 members while holding his crutch up like a baseball bat. Tommy V, Marcus and Max form a wall, and Tornado and Adam stand face-to-face with them]
Tommy V: Easy there, junior. Do you really want to try something? Mikey in his injured state could take you both by himself, let alone having to deal with the rest of us.
[Tornado turns away]
Tommy V: Maybe if you were your dad, I’d be a little nervous…
[Tornado spins and slaps Tommy across the mouth. Marcus and Max are about to rush Tornado but Tommy holds them back. He steps up to Tornado.]
Tommy V: That was your freebie. You try anything else, and you can forget the tag team belts, because you’ll be in a body cast.
[“Hardcore” Adam pulls Tornado away from the confrontation and out of the camera view. Tornado and Tommy never stop staring into each others eyes. The scene fades out.]
Monday, August 26, 2013
Mounting Tension
Jim “The Amp” Jonhson: Hello everyone! I’m Jim “The Amp” Johnson and welcome to the NRWL! We’re about to get underway with another round of action and already we’ve got so much going on! But first
WarHead: AAALLL RIIIIIGGGHHH!!!! Yeah! Thank you, Tim “The Gramp” Donson! It’s been a long time since, but it feels good to be back behind this shoddily put together desk while wearing over-sized headphones watching a 6-inch TV monitor while the matches that are happening live 10 feet away!
JJ: Oh no. You’re not going to behave like this all the time, are you?
WH: Ha ha! No, I’m a little older and a little more mature, so I’ll try to keep it professional. But I’m not gonna lie, expect occasional sarcasm and snarkiness.
JJ: Understood. WarHead, as a veteran of the ring, let me pick your brain a bit here. First, give us your thoughts on latest bombshell of the Fraust and Mike Blood saga - the two of them last night agreeing to compete in a No DQ, No Countout, Falls Count Anywhere, Extreme Rules Iron Man Match. Is that even possible?!?
WH: Let me tell you about Fraust. I’ve known the guy for a long time - almost my entire wrestling career. And he is like a box of chocolates - you give him to your girlfriend to make her happy. But also, you don’t know what you’re gonna get. He can be your best friend one minute, and the next you want to put his face through a brick wall.
JJ: Mark Blood seems to be on the latter of those two extremes, now.
WH: Yeah, Markie got himself into some sort of weird, quasi-family feud. He’s danced with the devil and now he has pay the piper! *confused look* That really didn’t make sense, but you know what I mean!
JJ: I think I did…
WH: But the question most don’t think about, but I do, is….if Fraust wins…..what’s next for Mike Blood?
JJ: Very good point! Mark’s NRWL run has been arguable lackluster. Will losing to Fruast effectivly slam the door for Mark?
WarHead: Exactly my point.
JJ:How about the Storm Harrison/Caleb/Johnny Young thing?
WH: Johnny Young has got his work cut out for him. Caleb is big and strong and tables match usually favors the man with those traits. Although, anyone would be a fool to count Johnny out of anything. The man is a 2-time NRWL champion. He’s proven time and time again that he can win.
JJ: It’ll be interesting to see how Caleb does under the direction of Storm Harrison. Last time we saw him, he was under the orders of The Druid. Not to take anything away from Storm, but…..The Druid.
WH: Right! The Druid was very cold and menacing. Storm seems more calculated. If done correctly, he might be able to harness Caleb even better. That’s a scary thought. As for Storm, can anyone blame him though? I mean, Johnny smashed him up with a fire extinguisher and then shoved down a flight of stairs!
JJ: Actually, Storm fell down those stairs…
WH: Same thing! So I think Storm maybe has a legit beef and wants some payback. It’s only fair. And on top of that, Johnny put everyone in that building at risk by removing a fire extinguisher and not using it for it’s purpose. Those things are intended to be used in emergencies only!
JJ: And finally, let’s talk about our champ, Bruno Kowalski, and the strange goings-on with Max Destruction.
WH: It was only a matter of time before Bruno won the title. He’s championship material, so there’s no real surprises there. On the other side of the equation, Max has been chock full of surprises lately. I was a big fan of his when he was boxing. And I recall him giving me quite the beating during the final Fatal 4-Way match of the first NRWL Championship tournament. But I don’t know what to make of his most recent actions, and I would have a lot of questions if I was Bruno!
[Godsmack’s “Crying Like a Bitch” blasts over the speakers]
JJ: It looks like you’re right, WarHead!! And maybe we’ll get some answers, because there he is, the NRWL Champion, BRUNO KOWALSKI!!!
[Bruno emerges from behind the curtain dressed in his now iconic streetwear of jeans, white t-shirt, and black leather jacket. The crowd cheers at the first sight of him. He has the NRWL belt draped over his shoulder. He stands at the top of the ramp with a small smile on his face. Slowly and deliberately, he raises the NRWL belt overhead with one hand, and the crowd erupts with even louder cheers]
JJ: This place is deafening!!!
WH: What?!?!
[Bruno walks down to the ring, slapping some fans’ hands on the way down. He rolls into the ring and takes a mic. The music dies down.]
Bruno Kowalski: You know…….*he looks at the belt* it feels pretty good.
[Another loud pop from the crowd. Bruno rests the belt back over his shoulder.]
BK: A few years ago I signed with the NRWL. And as soon as did, there were talks right out of the gate that I would be a contender. The pressure was on from day number one. And I’m not sure why. There were so many new names. Meinrad von Brakkus, Pedro Muchacho, Scotty “The Body” Paris, Quasar, Slugger Malone. They’re all great wrestlers and some have even held this be.t, but I personally felt more was expected of me. I wasn’t as big as Meinrad. I wasn’t as flashy as Pedro or Quasar. I wasn’t as glamorous as Scotty. I wasn’t as ruthless as Slugger. But I think so much was expected of me because I honestly feel that my worth ethic was a level above. And it might’ve taken longer than expect, but here I am….NRWL Champion!!!
[Loud pop from the crowd, then followed by chants of “Bru-no! Bru-no! Bru-no!”
BK: Thank you! Now, one thing I’ve learned about being champ is that you’re suddenly privvy to some inside information! And I was tasked tonight to break this news to you. There’s going to be some returning gold in the NRWL! The NRWL Tag Team championship belts are coming back! Anyone who’s been watching the past year will know that the tag team matches have some of the most exciting ones! So, in an upcoming event happening very soon, there will be a tournament of 8 tag teams. You might already be familiar with some teams such as the 4 Elements and the Sons of Darkness. And there’s a good chance that my other shoulder hear might feel some extra weight of a second belt because I’ll be entering the tournament too!
WH: Double the gol---
[Metallica’s “Ain’t My Bitch” cranks over the speakers]
JJ: Things are about to get interesting!
[Max Destruction walks out to a mixed crowd reaction. He makes his way down the ring and climbs in and takes a mic]
Max Destruction: Bruno, what you have accomplished is truly a deserving prize for your hard work. I think the fans should give you another round of applause. Come on!
[The crowd breaks into another series of cheers for Bruno.]
MD: This tag team tournament business is interesting. Very interesting. See, we’re good friends, tag team partners, but also individual and determined warriors. I told you that if you won that belt, I would come looking for my shot at winning it for myself. Right now, right here, that’s what I’m here to do. It’s time to put our friendship to the side and fight for the NRWL Championship.
[The crowd responds to a mixed reaction. Cheers for the excitement of seeing Max’s proposed match. Boos for the audacity of the challenge and the recent behavior by Max.]
JJ: Some fans here, a little skeptical of Max.
WH: Can you blame them?
MD: But I want you to know. It’s nothing but professional. Professional all the way. I am still standing in your corner in the tag team tournament. I’ve got you back, you know that. The only difference is that it will be me holding two belts at the end of the tournament.
[The crowd boos. Max looks out into the crowd with slight irritation.]
BK: Max, I don’t know if you can hear it, but the fans here don’t seem to be completely buying what you’re saying. And frankly, I have some questions of my own. What what were you thinking attacking Marty Anderson during his match? And what is going on with you and The 4 Elements? You know those guys are bad news.
MD: The 4 Elements aren’t bad news. Misunderstood is the proper word to describe them. When the NRWL came back they brought in a whole new roster. But when Season Five started, what happened? They brought back Tommy, Marcus, Fraust, Hardcore Adam, myself. It was obvious to the NRWL and their fans that the new class dropped the ball. It needed its veterans.
[The crowd begins to boo loudly. Max waves his hand dismissively at the crowd.]
JJ: That’s rather dissreptful.
WH: Welllllllll…...
MD: It’s not that all of you who came here in Season Four were failures. You just weren’t ready to run with the ball on your own as a whole. Johnny Young was around but it’s obvious that he did fail at being the team captain for you guys. The 4 Elements changed all that. Marcus and Tommy came in with a job to do. They came here and knew someone had to lead the way to the future. You may not like their style but they are making a statement that needs to be made. The 4 Elements are on the verge of dominating this company. They brought Mikey Armstrong and Paul Priest into their fold. Paul obviously wasn’t working out. Tragically, Mikey was injured. But these are merely bumps in the road. The group pushes on. As for me, I see their vision. I’m a supporter of The 4 Elements because the NRWL needs them to be leaders.
[The crowd continues to boo.]
MD: As for Marty Anderson, there was nothing personal there. I knew I needed to get the 4 Elements attention. He was in the wrong place at the wrong time. I know he is looking for a fight. I’m not one to back down. Marty Anderson is going to get his match.
BK: Well, Max. Yes, The 4 Elements could be called a veteran force. But before saying that the new guys, such as myself, couldn’t run with the ball, why don’t we look at what type of “running with the ball” The 4 Elements have done? Between all of them, they’ve amassed very little. The most successful one, Mikey, is out with an injury. The NRWL is bigger and better than it ever has been. And it isn’t thanks to The 4 Elements. Because this company was growing before they came on board. And as for Marty Anderson. You best take care of business with him first. Then come talk to me about my title.
MD: Marty has nothing to do with the business between you and me. But, have it your way. I’ll go through Marty and then I’ll take that championship belt off of your shoulder.
[Max lowers his microphone, thinks for a moment, and then puts it back up to his lips.]
MD: I always thought you’d understand what it means to be a competitor. But here, I see you’re soft like so many others in the back. Another wrestler comes to challenge you and you take it personally. I’m disappointed. Truly.
BK: I am a competitor. This *holds the belt up* is proof. And yes, I take your challenge personally. I take every challenge personally. And if we ever lock up over this belt, I just hope YOU won’t take it personally when I leave you lying on your back in the middle of the ring. Good luck, Max.
[Bruno’s music comes on and he drops the microphone to the canvas. He walks right by Max and exits the ring. Max grits his teeth and stares as Bruno walks up the ramp, keeping his back turned to the ring and Max the entire way.]
JJ: Oh man, that didn’t end well.
WH: How can they still be a tag team after this? A tag team needs trust from both members. Bruno sounds like he doesn’t have very much of that left in Max.
JJ: Well see how things unfold when Max and Marty go at it at the next show!
WarHead: AAALLL RIIIIIGGGHHH!!!! Yeah! Thank you, Tim “The Gramp” Donson! It’s been a long time since, but it feels good to be back behind this shoddily put together desk while wearing over-sized headphones watching a 6-inch TV monitor while the matches that are happening live 10 feet away!
JJ: Oh no. You’re not going to behave like this all the time, are you?
WH: Ha ha! No, I’m a little older and a little more mature, so I’ll try to keep it professional. But I’m not gonna lie, expect occasional sarcasm and snarkiness.
JJ: Understood. WarHead, as a veteran of the ring, let me pick your brain a bit here. First, give us your thoughts on latest bombshell of the Fraust and Mike Blood saga - the two of them last night agreeing to compete in a No DQ, No Countout, Falls Count Anywhere, Extreme Rules Iron Man Match. Is that even possible?!?
WH: Let me tell you about Fraust. I’ve known the guy for a long time - almost my entire wrestling career. And he is like a box of chocolates - you give him to your girlfriend to make her happy. But also, you don’t know what you’re gonna get. He can be your best friend one minute, and the next you want to put his face through a brick wall.
JJ: Mark Blood seems to be on the latter of those two extremes, now.
WH: Yeah, Markie got himself into some sort of weird, quasi-family feud. He’s danced with the devil and now he has pay the piper! *confused look* That really didn’t make sense, but you know what I mean!
JJ: I think I did…
WH: But the question most don’t think about, but I do, is….if Fraust wins…..what’s next for Mike Blood?
JJ: Very good point! Mark’s NRWL run has been arguable lackluster. Will losing to Fruast effectivly slam the door for Mark?
WarHead: Exactly my point.
JJ:How about the Storm Harrison/Caleb/Johnny Young thing?
WH: Johnny Young has got his work cut out for him. Caleb is big and strong and tables match usually favors the man with those traits. Although, anyone would be a fool to count Johnny out of anything. The man is a 2-time NRWL champion. He’s proven time and time again that he can win.
JJ: It’ll be interesting to see how Caleb does under the direction of Storm Harrison. Last time we saw him, he was under the orders of The Druid. Not to take anything away from Storm, but…..The Druid.
WH: Right! The Druid was very cold and menacing. Storm seems more calculated. If done correctly, he might be able to harness Caleb even better. That’s a scary thought. As for Storm, can anyone blame him though? I mean, Johnny smashed him up with a fire extinguisher and then shoved down a flight of stairs!
JJ: Actually, Storm fell down those stairs…
WH: Same thing! So I think Storm maybe has a legit beef and wants some payback. It’s only fair. And on top of that, Johnny put everyone in that building at risk by removing a fire extinguisher and not using it for it’s purpose. Those things are intended to be used in emergencies only!
JJ: And finally, let’s talk about our champ, Bruno Kowalski, and the strange goings-on with Max Destruction.
WH: It was only a matter of time before Bruno won the title. He’s championship material, so there’s no real surprises there. On the other side of the equation, Max has been chock full of surprises lately. I was a big fan of his when he was boxing. And I recall him giving me quite the beating during the final Fatal 4-Way match of the first NRWL Championship tournament. But I don’t know what to make of his most recent actions, and I would have a lot of questions if I was Bruno!
[Godsmack’s “Crying Like a Bitch” blasts over the speakers]
JJ: It looks like you’re right, WarHead!! And maybe we’ll get some answers, because there he is, the NRWL Champion, BRUNO KOWALSKI!!!
[Bruno emerges from behind the curtain dressed in his now iconic streetwear of jeans, white t-shirt, and black leather jacket. The crowd cheers at the first sight of him. He has the NRWL belt draped over his shoulder. He stands at the top of the ramp with a small smile on his face. Slowly and deliberately, he raises the NRWL belt overhead with one hand, and the crowd erupts with even louder cheers]
JJ: This place is deafening!!!
WH: What?!?!
[Bruno walks down to the ring, slapping some fans’ hands on the way down. He rolls into the ring and takes a mic. The music dies down.]
Bruno Kowalski: You know…….*he looks at the belt* it feels pretty good.
[Another loud pop from the crowd. Bruno rests the belt back over his shoulder.]
BK: A few years ago I signed with the NRWL. And as soon as did, there were talks right out of the gate that I would be a contender. The pressure was on from day number one. And I’m not sure why. There were so many new names. Meinrad von Brakkus, Pedro Muchacho, Scotty “The Body” Paris, Quasar, Slugger Malone. They’re all great wrestlers and some have even held this be.t, but I personally felt more was expected of me. I wasn’t as big as Meinrad. I wasn’t as flashy as Pedro or Quasar. I wasn’t as glamorous as Scotty. I wasn’t as ruthless as Slugger. But I think so much was expected of me because I honestly feel that my worth ethic was a level above. And it might’ve taken longer than expect, but here I am….NRWL Champion!!!
[Loud pop from the crowd, then followed by chants of “Bru-no! Bru-no! Bru-no!”
BK: Thank you! Now, one thing I’ve learned about being champ is that you’re suddenly privvy to some inside information! And I was tasked tonight to break this news to you. There’s going to be some returning gold in the NRWL! The NRWL Tag Team championship belts are coming back! Anyone who’s been watching the past year will know that the tag team matches have some of the most exciting ones! So, in an upcoming event happening very soon, there will be a tournament of 8 tag teams. You might already be familiar with some teams such as the 4 Elements and the Sons of Darkness. And there’s a good chance that my other shoulder hear might feel some extra weight of a second belt because I’ll be entering the tournament too!
WH: Double the gol---
[Metallica’s “Ain’t My Bitch” cranks over the speakers]
JJ: Things are about to get interesting!
[Max Destruction walks out to a mixed crowd reaction. He makes his way down the ring and climbs in and takes a mic]
Max Destruction: Bruno, what you have accomplished is truly a deserving prize for your hard work. I think the fans should give you another round of applause. Come on!
[The crowd breaks into another series of cheers for Bruno.]
MD: This tag team tournament business is interesting. Very interesting. See, we’re good friends, tag team partners, but also individual and determined warriors. I told you that if you won that belt, I would come looking for my shot at winning it for myself. Right now, right here, that’s what I’m here to do. It’s time to put our friendship to the side and fight for the NRWL Championship.
[The crowd responds to a mixed reaction. Cheers for the excitement of seeing Max’s proposed match. Boos for the audacity of the challenge and the recent behavior by Max.]
JJ: Some fans here, a little skeptical of Max.
WH: Can you blame them?
MD: But I want you to know. It’s nothing but professional. Professional all the way. I am still standing in your corner in the tag team tournament. I’ve got you back, you know that. The only difference is that it will be me holding two belts at the end of the tournament.
[The crowd boos. Max looks out into the crowd with slight irritation.]
BK: Max, I don’t know if you can hear it, but the fans here don’t seem to be completely buying what you’re saying. And frankly, I have some questions of my own. What what were you thinking attacking Marty Anderson during his match? And what is going on with you and The 4 Elements? You know those guys are bad news.
MD: The 4 Elements aren’t bad news. Misunderstood is the proper word to describe them. When the NRWL came back they brought in a whole new roster. But when Season Five started, what happened? They brought back Tommy, Marcus, Fraust, Hardcore Adam, myself. It was obvious to the NRWL and their fans that the new class dropped the ball. It needed its veterans.
[The crowd begins to boo loudly. Max waves his hand dismissively at the crowd.]
JJ: That’s rather dissreptful.
WH: Welllllllll…...
MD: It’s not that all of you who came here in Season Four were failures. You just weren’t ready to run with the ball on your own as a whole. Johnny Young was around but it’s obvious that he did fail at being the team captain for you guys. The 4 Elements changed all that. Marcus and Tommy came in with a job to do. They came here and knew someone had to lead the way to the future. You may not like their style but they are making a statement that needs to be made. The 4 Elements are on the verge of dominating this company. They brought Mikey Armstrong and Paul Priest into their fold. Paul obviously wasn’t working out. Tragically, Mikey was injured. But these are merely bumps in the road. The group pushes on. As for me, I see their vision. I’m a supporter of The 4 Elements because the NRWL needs them to be leaders.
[The crowd continues to boo.]
MD: As for Marty Anderson, there was nothing personal there. I knew I needed to get the 4 Elements attention. He was in the wrong place at the wrong time. I know he is looking for a fight. I’m not one to back down. Marty Anderson is going to get his match.
BK: Well, Max. Yes, The 4 Elements could be called a veteran force. But before saying that the new guys, such as myself, couldn’t run with the ball, why don’t we look at what type of “running with the ball” The 4 Elements have done? Between all of them, they’ve amassed very little. The most successful one, Mikey, is out with an injury. The NRWL is bigger and better than it ever has been. And it isn’t thanks to The 4 Elements. Because this company was growing before they came on board. And as for Marty Anderson. You best take care of business with him first. Then come talk to me about my title.
MD: Marty has nothing to do with the business between you and me. But, have it your way. I’ll go through Marty and then I’ll take that championship belt off of your shoulder.
[Max lowers his microphone, thinks for a moment, and then puts it back up to his lips.]
MD: I always thought you’d understand what it means to be a competitor. But here, I see you’re soft like so many others in the back. Another wrestler comes to challenge you and you take it personally. I’m disappointed. Truly.
BK: I am a competitor. This *holds the belt up* is proof. And yes, I take your challenge personally. I take every challenge personally. And if we ever lock up over this belt, I just hope YOU won’t take it personally when I leave you lying on your back in the middle of the ring. Good luck, Max.
[Bruno’s music comes on and he drops the microphone to the canvas. He walks right by Max and exits the ring. Max grits his teeth and stares as Bruno walks up the ramp, keeping his back turned to the ring and Max the entire way.]
JJ: Oh man, that didn’t end well.
WH: How can they still be a tag team after this? A tag team needs trust from both members. Bruno sounds like he doesn’t have very much of that left in Max.
JJ: Well see how things unfold when Max and Marty go at it at the next show!
Saturday, March 2, 2013
The Path of Destruction
*Max Destruction tears down a hallway, throwing stuff aside as he goes. There is a cameraman filming close behind his left shoulder. A few NRWL staff members try to calm Max down but he just tosses them aside. A few NRWL minor league wrestlers stand in his way but he just punches his way through them. Finally, after storming through a maze of hallways he finds a door with a sign that reads "Four Elements". He slams into the door which pops it wide open. Inside, Tommy V, Marcus, and Paul Priest jump up from a table and look at Max in shock.*
*Max is breathing heavy and although we can't see his face, we know he is furious from being attacked by the Four Elements after his match with Tommy V. He puts his hand out and beckons them to come at him. Paul Priest charges at Max. Max grabs him with ease and slams him into a wall of lockers. As Paul stumbles back, Max grabs him by the throat and chokeslams him to the floor. Tommy and Marcus stare down Max for a moment. Finally, Max speaks.*
Max Destruction: I want in.
*Tommy points at the cameraman.*
Tommy V: Get him out of here.
*Max looks back over his shoulder. The cameraman gets the message and backs his way out of the door. Just as the door is closing, Paul Priest is tossed out into the hallway with the cameraman.*
MD: Take him with you.
*The door closes.*
*Max is breathing heavy and although we can't see his face, we know he is furious from being attacked by the Four Elements after his match with Tommy V. He puts his hand out and beckons them to come at him. Paul Priest charges at Max. Max grabs him with ease and slams him into a wall of lockers. As Paul stumbles back, Max grabs him by the throat and chokeslams him to the floor. Tommy and Marcus stare down Max for a moment. Finally, Max speaks.*
Max Destruction: I want in.
*Tommy points at the cameraman.*
Tommy V: Get him out of here.
*Max looks back over his shoulder. The cameraman gets the message and backs his way out of the door. Just as the door is closing, Paul Priest is tossed out into the hallway with the cameraman.*
MD: Take him with you.
*The door closes.*
Sunday, February 3, 2013
At The End Of The Day I Look Out For Number One
*Max Destruction is holding a punching bag while Bruno Kowalski attacks it. Both men are covered in sweat. Bruno stops punching and Max lets go. Both men sit down at benches in the workout area and dry off with towels.*
Max Destruction: I don't think you could be any more ready for this match against Ash, Bruno. You can win this thing, I know it.
Bruno Kowalski: I am ready. I've waited a long time for this chance.
MD: Ash had better be taking you seriously. Otherwise, he has absolutely no chance.
BK: We will see. Ash is an incredible wrestler. I've seen him pull out victories that seemed impossible. I am sure he is taking me seriously and rest assured I am doing the same.
*Both men stand up. Max extends his hand and Bruno shakes it.*
MD: Good luck, Bruno. I know you can do it.
BK: Thanks, Max.
*Bruno starts to walk away but Max places a hand on Bruno's chest and stops him.*
MD: Look, seeing as we are friends and all, you know I'm in your corner. One hundred percent. But... if you walk out of the next event as NRWL Champion, you need to know that I won't sit back. At the end of the day, I look out for number one. I came here to compete. I won't settle for anything less than becoming NRWL Champion while I am here. You and me, we may meet in that ring sometime down the line. You need to know, I won't hold back. I don't care who you are. If you are the champion when I come for it, I will come out swinging. It's what I do.
BK: No... I wouldn't expect any less. If the situation was reversed, you know I would be no different.
MD: Yeah.
BK: Yeah.
*Max puts his hand down. Both men stare at each other for a moment and then Bruno walks away.*
MD: *Without looking back at Bruno* Good luck.
BK: *Without looking back at Max* Yeah
*Bruno walks out of the training room door. Max stands there and listens to the door close behind him. He turns his head over his shoulder toward the door, turns back to look at the punching bag. He walks over to it and gives it one hard punch, knocking it off the chains, and then walks out of the room.*
Max Destruction: I don't think you could be any more ready for this match against Ash, Bruno. You can win this thing, I know it.
Bruno Kowalski: I am ready. I've waited a long time for this chance.
MD: Ash had better be taking you seriously. Otherwise, he has absolutely no chance.
BK: We will see. Ash is an incredible wrestler. I've seen him pull out victories that seemed impossible. I am sure he is taking me seriously and rest assured I am doing the same.
*Both men stand up. Max extends his hand and Bruno shakes it.*
MD: Good luck, Bruno. I know you can do it.
BK: Thanks, Max.
*Bruno starts to walk away but Max places a hand on Bruno's chest and stops him.*
MD: Look, seeing as we are friends and all, you know I'm in your corner. One hundred percent. But... if you walk out of the next event as NRWL Champion, you need to know that I won't sit back. At the end of the day, I look out for number one. I came here to compete. I won't settle for anything less than becoming NRWL Champion while I am here. You and me, we may meet in that ring sometime down the line. You need to know, I won't hold back. I don't care who you are. If you are the champion when I come for it, I will come out swinging. It's what I do.
BK: No... I wouldn't expect any less. If the situation was reversed, you know I would be no different.
MD: Yeah.
BK: Yeah.
*Max puts his hand down. Both men stare at each other for a moment and then Bruno walks away.*
MD: *Without looking back at Bruno* Good luck.
BK: *Without looking back at Max* Yeah
*Bruno walks out of the training room door. Max stands there and listens to the door close behind him. He turns his head over his shoulder toward the door, turns back to look at the punching bag. He walks over to it and gives it one hard punch, knocking it off the chains, and then walks out of the room.*
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Destruction and Violence
*Jay Phillips is standing at the backstage interview area with Max Destruction. Max has a towel in his hand and dabs it on his face before rubbing it over the top of his head. He tosses it aside.*
Jay Phillips: I am here with Max Destruction. He is a man who really needs no introduction, having had a successful boxing career, a comic book series based off of him, and a wrestling career that started here in the NRWL. Max, how does it feel to be back in the NRWL after all this time?
Max Destruction: It is great to be back, Jay. I have always been a competitor. I love competition no matter what the sport. The NRWL is the pinnacle of competition. Truthfully, it feels like home.
JP: Fans have been talking about your alliance with Bruno Kowalski. What brought you two together and why is it that you seem to work so well?
MD: When I stepped into the locker room and got introduced to Bruno, we both realized we had a lot in common. We relentlessly train and we strive to be the very best at what we do. Our shared goals have allowed us to function well as a tag team. Bruno knows I've got his back anytime he needs it and you haven't seen the last of us as a team. That being said, I do love a good one on one fight and I've got someone in my sights right now.
JP: Really? Who would that be?
MD: Well, you know, I've been around enough locker rooms to recognize when there's trouble brewing. There are four guys hanging out backstage and causing trouble in and out of the ring. They walk around like they own the place. I want to put a stop to it before it really gets going and that's why I want a fight with Tommy Violence.
JP: You are calling out Tommy Violence to a match?
MD: Not a match. A fight. Tommy, I remember when you came on the scene in NRWL a few years ago. I wanted to fight you then but the opportunity never presented itself. Now it has. You and your new buddies have a bad attitude backstage and I just want to shut you up. Let's go a round. You and me, one on one. No DQ.
JP: There you have it, fans. Max Destruction is challenging Tommy V to a fight at the next event! Max, thank you for your time.
*Max looks at the camera and jabs one of his fist toward it, stopping just short of the lens. He walks off.*
Jay Phillips: I am here with Max Destruction. He is a man who really needs no introduction, having had a successful boxing career, a comic book series based off of him, and a wrestling career that started here in the NRWL. Max, how does it feel to be back in the NRWL after all this time?
Max Destruction: It is great to be back, Jay. I have always been a competitor. I love competition no matter what the sport. The NRWL is the pinnacle of competition. Truthfully, it feels like home.
JP: Fans have been talking about your alliance with Bruno Kowalski. What brought you two together and why is it that you seem to work so well?
MD: When I stepped into the locker room and got introduced to Bruno, we both realized we had a lot in common. We relentlessly train and we strive to be the very best at what we do. Our shared goals have allowed us to function well as a tag team. Bruno knows I've got his back anytime he needs it and you haven't seen the last of us as a team. That being said, I do love a good one on one fight and I've got someone in my sights right now.
JP: Really? Who would that be?
MD: Well, you know, I've been around enough locker rooms to recognize when there's trouble brewing. There are four guys hanging out backstage and causing trouble in and out of the ring. They walk around like they own the place. I want to put a stop to it before it really gets going and that's why I want a fight with Tommy Violence.
JP: You are calling out Tommy Violence to a match?
MD: Not a match. A fight. Tommy, I remember when you came on the scene in NRWL a few years ago. I wanted to fight you then but the opportunity never presented itself. Now it has. You and your new buddies have a bad attitude backstage and I just want to shut you up. Let's go a round. You and me, one on one. No DQ.
JP: There you have it, fans. Max Destruction is challenging Tommy V to a fight at the next event! Max, thank you for your time.
*Max looks at the camera and jabs one of his fist toward it, stopping just short of the lens. He walks off.*
Saturday, October 27, 2012
A Tape
*Bruno Kowalski and Max Destruction are in a back
hallway. The two are discussing
technique as Max demonstrates to Bruno the motion of a new type of headlock he’s
been perfecting. Their session is
interrupted by an arena intern*
Intern: Excuse me,
sirs. But I found this outside leaning
up against one of the doors to the arena.
*The intern hands Bruno a cruddy, brown manila envelope. Written on the front of it in charcoal is “BRUNO
AND MAX.” Bruno opens up the envelope
and pulls out a VHS tape. Bruno and Max
look at each other, puzzled. They look
for a VHS player. After 10 minutes, they
finally find one hooked up to an old CRT television. It put in the VHS tape and press play. After a few seconds of static, a video
starts. It’s Nick Belhor, standing in a
front of shoddy table. The walls are cracked
with peeling paint. Room is illuminated
(barely) by a single florescent light, that buzzing constantly and flickers
regularly. Towering menacingly over Nick’s
left and right shoulders, is Apollyon and Abbadon. *
Nick: To the men
who refer to themselves as “The Polish Powerhouse” and “Max Destruction,” this
is a warning to you. At the next event,
you will find yourself confronted by the Sons of Darkness. You foolishly and erroneously proclaim yourselves
to be a powerhouse and destruction. Look
behind me and see that, the Sons of Darkness embody those terms, not you two
termites. This Sunday, you will be stepped
on and you will then be forgotten. Enjoy
the last few moments of your wrestling careers, gentlemen.
*tape cuts off.
Bruno puts his hands on his hips and shakes his head in angry
disagreement while Max folds his arms with a scowl on his face. The two look at each other, shake forearms,
and walk away in the direction of a training room.*
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