[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.]
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.]
Saturday, March 2, 2013
Mikey Armstrong Injury Status
In the closing moments of a fifteen minute Ironman match against Marty Anderson at our last event, Mikey Armstrong, was injured with a backbreaker. We spoke with NRWL medical staff who confirmed that Mikey broke his back and will be out of action. When asked about a timetable for return, medical staff told us that the injury is very serious and it is too soon to tell when, or if, he can return to the ring. We also learned that while Mikey has feeling in his legs, he cannot walk at this time. As soon as we have an update to this situation, we will let you know.
Mikey joined New Revolution Wrestling League in the middle of last season. He quickly caught the attention of fans everywhere by maintaining an undefeated streak that lasted until the beginning of the fifth, and current, NRWL season. Most recently, Mikey has been seen a member of The Four Elements, a powerful new wrestling faction that also includes veteran wrestlers Tommy Violence, Marcus, and rookie wrestler Paul Priest. There has been no comment from The Four Elements about Mikey's injury.
The NRWL wishes Mikey Armstrong a quick and complete recovery.
Mikey joined New Revolution Wrestling League in the middle of last season. He quickly caught the attention of fans everywhere by maintaining an undefeated streak that lasted until the beginning of the fifth, and current, NRWL season. Most recently, Mikey has been seen a member of The Four Elements, a powerful new wrestling faction that also includes veteran wrestlers Tommy Violence, Marcus, and rookie wrestler Paul Priest. There has been no comment from The Four Elements about Mikey's injury.
The NRWL wishes Mikey Armstrong a quick and complete recovery.
Friday, November 30, 2012
Didn't Go As Planned
*“What You Got” by Reveille blasts over the loud
speakers. The fans explode into the
cheers as Ash runs out from behind the curtain.
He stands at the top of the ramp, polishes the NRWL Championship belt
with the sleeve of his hoodie, and makes his way down to the ring, slapping
fans’ hands along the way. He climbs in
and grabs a mic*
Ash: That’s what I
like to hear! Yeah!!! Well, today is the day! Today I go one-on-one with Tiger Johnson!
*The fans cheer at Tiger’s name*
Ash:
Absolutely! You’re right! Nothing but respect for the guy! If I’m going against anyone, I’m glad it’s
him. I’ve been a fan of his for a long
time! I remember watching him in the
MoW. He is a tough dude. But don’t worry everyone. I WILL win this match! Tiger, if you’re listening, I fully expect
you to bring your A-game, cause I’m bringing mine!
*Suddenly, “Dazzle Vision” by PV screams out over the
speakers, and Katsutoshi and Leiko walk down to the ring and climb in. Katsutoshi takes a mic*
Katsutoshi: Ash………
*dryly* the “fans favorite” wrestler.
*crowd cheers, reinforcing the name*
Katsutoshi: How
does it feel to be such a phony? Please
tell me. I want to know. Do you realize that in 2 matches I have
accomplished more that you have in your run here so far? My last match with Fraust alone was better
that all your matches combined! Fruast
was at least SOMEBODY at one point. But
I showed, quite resoundingly, that he’s not that same guy. I beat him down and KO’ed him and left him
lying there drooling on himself. It was
a thing of beauty! But even a washed-up
Fraust is way more of a challenege than you.
I—
Ash: Here. Let me save you some time because you’re
boring everyone. “Blah blah you’re
great. Blah blah I suck. Blah blah you should be champion. Blah blah you want a title shot.” Am I close?
Katsutoshi: Very
funny, Ash. But even in your jokes, the
truth seeps though. You know that I
deserve a title shot!
*”Crying Like a Bitch” chugs out, and the crowd erupts as
Bruno Kowalski comes out. He goes down
to the ring and climbs in*
Bruno: How about
that? Another newcoming spouting out
about how he “deserves” a title shot. It’s
really getting tiresome. You. Jacob Washington. Tommy V.
Tiger Johnson. Who are you to say
you deserve ANYTHING around here? I’ll
tell you what you deserve. You deserve
to have your ass handed to you by me!
Katustoshi: Bring
it on, Polish Powerhouse. I’ll dispose
of you like that other piece of trash, John Fruast. Then, Ash.
I’m coming for you, if you make it past Tiger Johnson. You lucked out in him winning the Fatal 4
way, because he’s almost as inept as you are.
Ash: Don’t worry
about me. You should be worried about
Bruno.
Katsutoshi: The
only thing I’m worried about from Bruno is getting the grease from his hair on
me.
Bruno: You know,
Katsutoshi. Since you made such a big
deal about knocking John Fraust out, why don’t you try me on? Let’s make it KO match.
Katsutoshi:
Fine. Whatever what you think is
best for you to save face when you lose.
*Suddenly, four members of the audience jump the barrier
and run into the ring carrying the chairs they were sitting on. They proceed to attack Katsutoshi, Ash, and
Bruno, beating them down with chairs.
Soon, the three men on the ground lie motionless, and the four men
standing with the now bent up chairs turn to reveal that it is Tommy V, Marcus,
Mikey Armstrong, and Paul Priest. The
four men exit the ring and walk up the ramp, smiling and raising their fists
triumphantly.*
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Elements of Surprise?
*”One Trick Pony” by Deadmau5 pumps over the PA system and
Tommy V walks down to the ring to a choir of boo’s from the crowd. He climbs into the ring and takes a mic.*
Tommy: Well, how
about that? Ash is the new champion, and
his first item of business is to not defend the belt. What a champion! I’m not sure whether to chalk it up to fear,
or business savvy. Because being the
champ is quite a lucrative job. Might as
well milk it as long as you can, right Ash?
*”What You Got” by Reveille suddenly kicks on and the crowd
cheers as Ash makes his way down to the ring.
He takes a mic and climbs in*
Ash: Well, well, well
here’s another one. Let me guess, you
want a crack at the title too? See if
you can figure this out. What is the
difference between you and Jacob Washington, Hardcore Adam, and Tiger Johnson? I’ll give you a hint…..They all won their matches
last week!
*crowd cheers at the dig.
Tommy scowls*
Ash: In fact, Tiger
beat you, didn’t he? I don’t even know
why you are—
*Ash is cutoff when “Hero” by Skillet starts playing. Marcus makes his way down to the ring*
Marcus: Pop quiz,
Ash. What do I have in common with those
three guys? I won my match too! Yet I don’t see you dolling out a chance at
the title to me. Nope. Let’s call a spade a spade. You picked your friends and favorites instead
of people who legitimately deserve a crack at that belt of yours. It’s time for a change, and it’s time for a
real hero to step up and wield that title.
*Triumphant music begins playing and Mikey Armstrong makes
his way to the ring*
Mikey: Ash, I
remember you. I’m pretty sure I beat you
last season, right? In fact, I beat
everybody who came at me last season. I’m
pretty amazing in that regard. Did you
do anything like that? No. I think you actually lost your first
match. Yet what recognition do I get
from you? None. Marcus is right. You don’t know a thing about who deserves anything. You might as well have just picked names out
of hat.
*”Stardog Champion” plays and Paul Priest comes down to the
ring. He walks up to Ash and smiles at
him. Without warning, he kicks Ash in
the gut. Ash doubles over and the other
3 start wailing blows down onto Ash. Ash
falls down and turtles while the other 4 continue to stomp him. Suddenly, Marty Anderson and Balance come
running down the ring. The crowd cheers
loudly at the rescue as Marty punches Marcus in the face and who falls and
Marty begins stomping away. Balance
grabs Mikes and throws him into the turnbuckle and starts punching him. Tommy and Paul continue beating on Ash. Then suddenly, Scotty Paris runs out from
behind the curtain and the crowd goes nuts!
Scotty books it down the ramp.
Paul looks up and notices him and squares off. Scotty slides into the ring and charges at
Paul. Paul tries to clothesline Scotty,
who ducks under it, rebounds off the robes and delivers and vicious spear to
Paul that almost breaks him in half!
Scotty rains down punches and the two roll out of the ring, brawling. Meanwhile, Marty tosses Marcus out of the
ring and runs over and punches Tommy and throws him out of the ring. Balance clotheslines Mikey over the
turnbuckles and he splats on the floor.
Paul escapes Scotty and runs over to the ramp and turns and faces the
ring. Tommy, Marcus, and Mikey do the
same. The 4 of them link hands and hold
them up in the air. Ash, Marty, and
Balance stand in the ring yelling at them.
Scotty stands on the floor below and points and screams at Paul. Scene fades out.*
Saturday, October 27, 2012
A New Face of the Franchise?
*”Breathe Into Me* by The Red starts playing over the
arena speakers and Jacob Washington makes his way down to the ring. He takes a microphone and looks around for a
few seconds before speaking*
Jacob: Well, for
those of you who don’t know who I am, my name is Jacob Washington. I was signed for the NRWL’s Season 5 because the
management of this company knew that it needed a real kick in the ass. And I’m the man who’s here to do that kind of
ass-kicking! This season we’re seeing
some new faces, but we’re also seeing some familiar ones. It really is a shame the NRWL went and wasted
so much money signing a bunch of washed-up has-beens like Marcus, Tommy V, John
Fraust, and—hell I’ve even seen WarHead walking around backstage!
*crowd erupts into cheers at the mention of WarHead*
Jacob:
Oh..ok. Mm hmm. *sarcastically, mocking the fans, twirling
his index finger in the air* Yeah.
WarHead. Woooo! Yeah!
Go WarHead! You’re the hottest
item in the NRWL! I sleep with a
cardboard cutout of you! Yeah! *returns to seriousness* See?
That’s what’s wrong with all of you people. You worship guys who have no business even
having their name known by you. Tell me,
what has WarHead done since he left the IRW?
Yeah, I went there! But really,
what has he done? You can say he won the
NRWL Championship in Season 1 as the first champion. Yup, he won it on a fluky Fatal 4 way match,
and proceeded to lost the title almost immediately after and hasn’t done crap
since! Yet you people adore him!
Then last season the NRWL brings in a whole new roster
and you put your hearts behind me like Slam Jackson and Ash. Together, they’ve amounted to a whole lot of
nothing. Slam might’ve won the title,
but became invisible immediately after.
And once he lost his title, the fickle *sardonica, faux-stupid voice* “Slamnation” *end
sardonicism* abandoned him. Now look, he’s
all depressed and left the company. I’m
sure we’ll find him on a sidewalk somewhere with a “The End Is Near” sign
draped over his body, selling pencils form a cup. And Ash?
When your biggest accomplishment is being the captain of a losing team,
I think it’s time to find a new line of work.
It really is sad and pathetic when the best thing that
came out of Season 5 was a scrawny little imp named Mikey Armstrong who lucked
his way to a couple of surprise upsets.
If that’s the best you’ve got, it’s no wonder management went out to
find someone like me, to put some respectability back into this roster. You people need me, even though you really
don’t deserve m----“
Voice: Quiet. Shut up.
Stop talking.
*Mikey Armstrong walks out from backstage and stands at
the top of the ramp*
Mikey: You know,
Jac Dub, you were doing fine right up until the end there. WarHead, Ash, Slam, sure I’ll grant you their
not the greatest people to have to make your roster look good. Where you lost me and everyone else who has
three functioning brain cells is where you said that it was sad and pathetic
that I was the best thing to come out of Season 5, while in the same paragraph
declaring yourself some kind of godsend.
Do you not see what’s wrong this that??
I am undefeated. I am
amazing. And I am a juggernaut. And you…will be looking for a new line of
work once everyone sees that you can’t hack it.
Jacob: Is that
what you think? Alright! You’re going to be my first stepping
stone. I’m gonna swat you like the
annoying mosquito that you are! I’m a
pure athlete, and you’re just a shifty, shady, shaggy little dweeb! After I’m done with you, the only reason
people will call you amazing is that it’s amazing that you’re able to walk
after the beating you’re going to get.
Mikey: Boy, this
sounds familiar. Where have I heard this
before? …..Oh yeah! From EVERY opponent I ever faced! Keep dreaming Jacob, but try not to cry too
hard when you finally wake up and realize it all was just you playing make-believe!
*Mikey’s music hits and he walks backstage. Jabob stands in the ring, with a scowl on his
face*
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