Post by MPW ADMIN on Sept 4, 2012 0:31:28 GMT -5
As the new CEO of MPW.....
[The scene starts off with Kurt Newman standing behind a podium. A MPW logo is on the front of the podium as Kurt wears a nice business suit. Kurt as a huge smile on his face as the camera zooms in from the waste up.]
Kurt Newman: “My fellow wrestlers. If you haven’t heard yet, which if you haven’t I’m starting to wonder where the hell you’ve been, I am your new CEO here in MPW. Now I now many of you have questions why I’m the new CEO here in MPW. I was interested myself when management first came to me with this offer, but I wasn’t surprised when they said they were in dire straits……and I’m not talking about how they were locked in a room and was on a bender of listening to the great rock group Dire Straits.”
[Kurt gives a strange look on his face, but plays it cool as he continues his speech.]
Kurt Newman: “Once I was able to look through the financial records of MPW and see what was keeping this place together, I found out that this place was only sticking together by bubble gum and paper clips, just like a Rage promo. Now I may act dump and be goofy at times, but I know how to run a company. Being CEO of Newman industries, I’m use to going into other businesses and saving them from financial destruction. So to put it nice and simple to everyone, I’m helping paying for your paychecks. You’re welcome.”
[Kurt pauses again as he shows a funny expression on his face. He regains his composure again as he continues the promo.]
Kurt Newman: “For the past couple of weeks now, I’ve been fixing this place up to standard. Now we were in so much dept, it was like Taufiks career. But, after manly sleepless nights and the help of my crew, we now we have a surplus that will help us make that next step to greatness. As the new CEO of MPW, I will make if perfectly clear. I will be fair. I will be just and I will……………………………”
[Kurt pauses again as he braces himself on the podium and gives a few loud grunts while twitching. The look on Kurt’s face is a classic…..well……just read till the end and you’ll understand what happen. Don’t want to ruin it for you. Kurt slowly regains his exposure as he continues his speech.]
Kurt Newman: “…..and I will…….. bring you all to greatness if you follow me. Now if you’ll excuse me, The Female Jello Wrestling Championship is on and I do not want to miss it. So, thank you for your time and God Bless MPW.”
[Kurt throws up a peace sign as he walks off. While he’s walking off though, you can notice that he’s not wearing any pants. Instead, he’s wearing a leopard g-string. Shortly after Kurt walks away from the podium, a female in a blue swim suite slowly stands up and makes her way from out behind the desk. The blonde takes her fore arm and wipes it across her lips and follows Kurt as the scene ends.]
Thomas Simon: Welcome to Monday Night Main Event Ladies and Gentlemen! We have quite a show here for you tonight and as you just saw, our NEW CEO is in the house and he is ready to make a change!
Bob Herman: We don’t need change; I like it better with Adams and TWI running the show
Thomas Simon: Let’s get right in to the action!
Honey Winters: this is your opening match of the evening and scheduled for one fall!
[FU Betta by Neon Hitch hits and the fans cheer as Sonja Lickinova makes her way to the ring]
Honey Winters: Making her way to the ring from Groves Valley, Phloriphornia by way of Saratov, Russia, The Molotov Mocktail, Sonja Lickinova!
[Sonja raises her arm in the air as the fans cheer for her. She waits for Jeff Jackson who is scheduled to make his debut match. "The Thing That Should Not Be" (S&M Version) by Metallica hits and the fans eagerly await the newest MPW Superstar. His entrance video plays for a little while]
Honey Winters: And her opponent, making his MPW debut from Halifax Nova Scotia, Canada.. Jeff..
[An image comes on the MPWtron of Jeff Jackson laid out backstage. The camera widens and you see MPW newcomer Scotty Devine standing over him with a lead pipe in hand. Jackson is out cold as Devine looks at the camera and smirks as the camera cuts back to inside the ring where Sonja is not quite certain what to do now. She is asking Jude Mason what to do but before he can answer ‘My Hero’ by Foo Fighters blasts as MPW GM Bill Adams strolls out with his bodyguard Titan in tow.]
Bob Herman: Now this is quality television
Thomas Simon: What does Bill Adams have planned now…..OH no! Now Sonja is getting a beat down as well! What did she do to Titan?
Bob Herman: Nothing! They are on Bill Adams time and when he wants air time, he gets it!
[Titan picks up Sonja with one hand and puts his huge hand around her throat. He lifts her up in to the air and chokeslams her to the mat. Bill Adams smiles and points up at Titan. Titan picks up Sonja’s body and sets her up for a Titan Bomb (Last Ride). He lifts her and slams her back down to the mat. Adams kicks her until she falls out of the ring and the crowd boo’s them.]
Bill Adams: Ladies and Gentleman that is how you clean house. Sorry Sonja but you were on my time! You see this is my show because I can do whatever the hell I want.
[The crowd boos]
Bill Adams: Kurt Newman is a joke and for all that had just seen his public address you can see that he is a joke. MPW needs a CEO who is a professional like me. You want to generate money in to a wrestling company? Well Newman isn’t your guy, if anything he is going to put this company in debt with his lack of knowledge and lack of ability to be a leader.
[The crowd boo’s harder]
Bill Adams: You wouldn’t want Bret Favre taking over the NFL would you? NO! You wouldn’t want Wayne Gretzky taking over the NHL would you? NO! Well this is more like Charles Jenkins taking over the NBA...
Titan: Who?
Bill Adams: Exactly.. Who? A no name like Kurt Newman, a man that had to create his own Championship belt.. Is now running this place?!?!?! How on earth are we ever going to take over the wrestling world with him in charge? Well done board of directors, well done taking two steps backwards after the most successful pay per view in the history of wrestling. You know why it was that successful? BECAUSE IT WAS MY VISION!
[Adam’s face is turning red and Titan looks down at him with his arms folded]
Bill Adams: You wanted to get a rise out of me well you did. To the board of directors and to Kurt Newman himself, this is MY Federation and it always will be. Thhhhhhank you!
[‘My Hero’ by the Foo Fighters hits and Adams steps out of the ring and leads the way to the back with Titan]
Thomas Simon: That was intense, it seems Adam is really pissed!
Bob Herman: You think Thomas? What if we had someone like.... Justin Fischer just take your job as announcer? Same thing as a nobody like Newman taking the CEO job!
Thomas Simon: Now onto our update on the former manager of John Fisherman, Ms. Biguns. No for those who have missed out last week, in the fallout of his loss to Bliss on Monday Night Main Event, the self-proclaimed epitome of talent took out his frustrations on his manager.
The search begins....
FLASHBACK: Backstage, John Fisherman, fresh after his match with Bliss, stares at a guilty Ms. Biguns in disdain.
John Fisherman: ...I don't need this. I'm a former World champion for Christ's sake, and I won that title on my own! I thought that I needed you, but quite frankly, you need me. And you know what else? I'm done. I can't take this shit anymore...find yourself another client!
[And with that, John stormed off camera, leaving Ms. Biguns behind to wallow in his disdain to wipe the tears from her eyes.]
Thomas Simon: Since then we've been unable to track down John Fisherman, but as we're about to find out, Ms. Biguns has already arranged plans to find his replacement.
Bob Herman: What? She's looking for a new client? Why the hell was I not informed?
Thomas Simon: Because you're stuck here with me...
Bob Herman: Quit cramping my style Tommy boy!
Thomas Simon: Well anyway, our colleague Tim Bowers has incidentally volunteered to help her as she conducts live interviews with what I believe to be several candidates that have already lined up outside her office in the back. So let's go live where we will get an update from Tim.
[The camera switches over to Ms. Biguns's office, where the woman herself is sitting at her desk with a ton of paperwork and Tim Bowers is standing behind her with a microphone in hand.]
Tim Bowers: Thanks Tom, as you can see, Ms. Biguns is rather determined to find a suitable replacement for her former client. The corridor outside is packed with people of all shapes and sizes just lining up for an interview with Ms. Biguns, some of which are even current members of the MPW and Step Up rosters. In fact, I believe that we're just about ready to conduct our first interview.
Ms. Biguns: Umm Tim...we're ready.
Tim Bowers: That's what I was just...
Ms. Biguns: Well? Send in the first candidate!
Tim Bowers: Oh right of course, sorry.
[Tim rushes off camera to welcome the first candidate, and in walks in the one and only Chicken. He is very nervous to approach Ms. Biguns. With a rather confused look on her face, she offers to shake his hand. He complies, and upon release, he immediately sniffs his hand, as if he intends to never wash it again...]
Ms. Biguns: Thank you for coming. Take a seat.
Chicken: Oh...uhh...okay...
[He takes a seat opposite the desk, but not without catching a quick glance of Ms. Biguns's cleavage as she sits back down.]
Ms. Biguns: Your name?
Chicken: ...uh what? Oh right. Umm...Chicken.
Ms. Biguns: Chicken? That's your name?
Chicken: Umm...yes.
[She let out a sigh as she resumed to write something on paper, leaving Chicken to gaze at such a remarkable cleavage shot, which the crowd suddenly pops. Chicken is already beginning to sweat.]
Ms. Biguns: Alright then. So what makes you think you have what it takes to be my client?
Chicken ...oh umm...I just...uhh...
[She finally realizes what's going on.]
Ms. Biguns: Excuse me...
Chicken: ...
Ms. Biguns: My face is up here.
[Chicken's eyes suddenly widen. He then looks down and panics. Suddenly he launches out of the chair, snags one of the sheets of paper from the desk and uses it to cover his crotch as he rushes out of the room.]
Chicken: Oh hell!
[Both Ms. Biguns and Tim Bowers are in shock.]
Ms. Biguns: Utterly useless...
[Tim addresses the broadcast team.]
Tim Bowers: Umm...wow. Let's hope that not all of our candidates are...like that.
[The camera switches back to Thomas Simon and Bob Herman.]
Thomas Simon: Okay, thanks Tim. We'll have another update on her progress later on in the show.
Bob Herman: My god that Chicken, what a clucking dweeb!
Thomas Simon: Clever Bob...clever... MPW Nation we will return after these short messages
Brandon my Boy!
[Scene fades into backstage inside Bill Adams’s office. He is at his desk eating some jerky with his feet up. He offers some to Titan but he just shakes his head no. Suddenly a knock on the door is heard.]
Bill Adams: Come in!
[The door opens and Brandon Nytrus walks in.]
Bill Adams: Brandon my boy! Come in have a seat….grab some jerky!
Brandon Nytrus: Thanks boss……listen first things first…I want to say it is an honor to be in your presence.
Bill Adams: Of course it is….I built this place!
Brandon Nytrus: I’m just curious as to why you invited me here this week. I mean I have been cleaning up at Step Up….well until last week.
Bill Adams: Step Up, Schmep Up….I could care less about Cunningham and his band of merry idiots. I invited you here for one reason and ONE reason only…..Trey Baxter! I seen the way you trash talk him on twitter….I seen you attack him last week….
Brandon Nytrus: Did I overstep my bounds at all? I know he is champion but I just felt he needed to be shut up!
Bill Adams: Oh no no no….you were perfectly right in doing what you did…so much that in fact at Fusion on Wednesday, September 19th…..you will be booked in the main event against that smart mouthed moron and regrettably my MPW World Champion Trey Baxter.
Brandon Nytrus: Really!??!?! You kidding me? Wow!! I will not let you down boss! I’m going to make that asshole wish he never opened a twitter account!!
Bill Adams: No problem Brandon….show me that you have what it takes to hang with the big boys and bring me back that title!
Brandon Nytrus: Wait…..you mean this is for the World title?!?!
Bill Adams: You know it Brandon and just for kicks it’ll be a ladder match!
Brandon Nytrus: Fuck yeah! I’m going to beat that son of a bitch to within an inch of his worthless little life and then climb up that ladder and become MPW World Champion!!!
Bill Adams: Good man! No listen one last thing…..
Brandon Nytrus: Name it boss….
Bill Adams: Could you pass along a message to the lovely Ms. Biguns for me? Thanks kid!
Brandon Nytrus: Anytime boss!
[Adams hands Nytrus a piece of paper and he walks out of the office as the screen fades on Adams eating another piece of jerky.]
Thomas Simon: WOW! The main event for Fusion has been announced!! Very interesting indeed! Next up fans we have Laura Tavares taking on Freddy Styles
[The screen cuts to the [fXs] symbol as the first beats of “The Fire” hit the arena. As the song moves into the chosen verse, Freddie steps out from behind the curtain as he just stands there, bouncing from side to side, before making his slow walk towards the ring.]
Honey Winters: This match is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring from Atlanta Georgia, Freddy Styles!
[Freddie slowly walks up the ring steps, and steps through the ropes. He then stands on the middle rope, holding one arm above him, before stepping down and leaning over in a corner, awaiting the beginning of the match. Going Under by Evanescence hits and the fans boo louder. Laura Tavares walks out on to the stage with her arms folded. She looks out into the fans and doesn’t break her straight face.]
Honey Winters: And his opponent from Los Angeles California, Laura Tavares!
Bob Herman: Laura is looking HOT!
[Laura puts her hands on her hips and waits at the bottom of the ramp. She smirks and walks up the steel steps. She walks through the bottom rope and takes the opposing corner from Freddy. The referee checks both wrestlers and rings the bell]
Bob Herman: Here we go!
[Laura and Freddy circle each other before Laura rushes in and sweeps the legs. She pins Freddy.]
1...
Thomas Simon: Laura trying to put this one away early
Bob Herman: Do you blame her? Freddy Styles is no one to mess with
[Freddy stands up and Laura puts him in a headlock. He pushes her to the ropes and throws her off the opposing ropes. She runs back and slides under his legs. She dropkicks him from behind and he goes flying forward to the mat. He gets to his knees and looks around in shock. Laura tells him to bring it. Freddy swings at Laura but she ducks and punches him. She runs off the ropes and bounces back. She jumps and attempts a head scissors but Freddy catches her and puts her on his shoulders. He falls back with a Samoan drop and stands up.]
Freddy Styles: Come on Bitch get up!
[Laura crawls to the corner and Freddy stalks her. He picks her up and puts her arms over the top ropes. He runs back to the opposite corner and than runs and jumps with a splash. Laura falls to the ground and holds her chest. Freddy pounds his chest and plays to the fans who are split behind him]
Bob Herman: Freddy Styles in control now but Laura will win this one!
Thomas Simon: You are senile Bob
[Freddy picks Laura up and set her up for a powerslam. He holds her on his shoulders and starts walking with her. She wiggles out and falls behind him. She rolls out of the ring and takes a breather. The fans boo and she catches her breathe by the steel steps. She smiles and laughs sadistically while flipping off a fan]
Thomas Simon: Real lady like
Bob Herman: She’s one tough cookie!
[Freddy climbs out of the ring and walks to Laura. He turns her around and grabs her head. He throws her back in the ring and the fans cheer. Laura gets to her feet and kicks Freddy in the stomach. She runs off the ropes and goes for a DDT but Freddy blocks it and tosses her across the ring. Laura holds her torso but gets to her feet. She rests in the corner and Freddy attempts another splash. Laura moves and Freddy crashes in the corner. Laura flips him around and puts his arms over the top rope. She chops his chest and than takes her boot and chokes him with it. The referee counts and Laura lets go. Freddy holds his throat but Laura goes for the choke again. The referee counts again and Laura lets up. She climbs the ropes behind Freddy and wraps her legs around his head. She puts him in a choke hold with her legs while holding herself on the top rope with her arms]
Bob Herman: Where do I sign up! Me next!
Thomas Simon: Laura with a unique choke hold on Freddy Styles here!
[The referee counts again and Laura breaks it. The fans whistle and cheer as she jumps down off the ropes. She looks to hit Freddy with her signature Superkick but than the video board turns on back to Ms. Biguns office]
Ms. Biguns: Hm... Who’s next? Maybe I should call that guy.. What’s his name... Johnny Clash? He did say on Twitter he might be interested..
[Biguns dials her phone the speakerphone rings. Finally the voicemail picks up]
Ms. Biguns: Hi Mr. Clash it’s Ms. Biguns. I would like to talk business and... Well maybe more. So if you want to be with a REAL women.. Give me a call, you have my number. Muah
[Laura is fuming in the ring and stares at the Video screen. Biguns turns to the camera and laughs as the video board cuts off]
Bob Herman: That-a-boy Johnny!
[Laura turns around and is hit with The Sting by Freddy Styles. He pins her]
1......2.......3
Honey Winters: Here’s your winner, Freddy Styles!
[The fans cheer and Laura looks shocked while holding her neck on the mat. She pounds the mat and lets out a scream. Freddy exits the ring and celebrates on his way up. Laura gets to her feet and takes a microphone]
Laura Tavares: BIGUNS!!!! BIGUNS YOU BITCH!
[The fans boo as Laura’s screechy voice bellows through out the arena. ]
Laura Tavares: BIGUNS ME AND YOU... FUSION!!!
[Laura drops the microphone and walks backstage with a scowl on her face]
[Machine Head by Bush hits as the crowd cheers wildly for Chris Cable. Cable comes to the stage doing a 360 spin and follows up by showing his elbow to the crowd.]
Honey Winters: This next bout is a Tag Team Match and is scheduled for one fall. First, from Melbourne Australia, Chris Cable!
[He walks to the ring and does the same in the ring with fireworks going off on the corner posts. Outside by Green day hits as Roxi Johnson runs out on to the stage. She puts her fist up in the air and smiles. The crowd cheers]
Honey Winters: And his partner, from Tampa Florida, Roxi Johnson!
[Roxi runs down the ramp and slides under the bottom rope in to the ring. She jumps on to the middle turnbuckle and puts her arms up like a superhero. She stands next to Chris Cable]
[Of Wolf and Man by Metallica begins to in the arena. After a few seconds, Bloodhound emerges from the back. As the lyrics "Off through the new days mist I run Out from the new days mist I have come" Bloodhound raises his and head and howls several time before dropping to a knee. ]
Honey Winters: And their opponent, making his way to the ring from Budford, Montana, Bloodhound!
[He looks around; getting his senses acquainted to his surroundings and then intensely studies the ring. After a few seconds, he gets back onto his feet and makes his way to the ring, ignoring the fans. He enters the ring by climbing the steel steps and waits on the apron for his partner. As "X Gonna Give It to Ya" By DMX begin to blast through the P.A. system, white smoke fills the entrance a figure steps in and can be seen in the smoke and Jason X stands at the top of the entrance with his arms up in an X form.]
Honey Winters: And his partner, making his way to the ring from Las Vegas Nevada, representing TWI, Jason Xavier!
[He continues to walk down the ramp and enters the ring; he then climbs the turnbuckles and again puts his arms in an X form. The teams confer with each other and Cable will start it off with Jason Xavier. The bell sounds]
Thomas Simon: Seeing the history between Chris Cable and TWI, this should be interesting
[Jason and Cable look to strike first. They lock up and Jason backs Cable in to the corner. The referee tells him to back off and he does but than smashes his forearm in to Cables face. He looks at the fans and smiles as they boo him. Cable shakes it off and rushes towards Jason Xavier. He clotheslines him down and than goes to attack throwing punches. He gets back to his feet and waits for Jason to get up. Jason rolls to his corner and tags in Bloodhound. Cable shakes his head at Jason and focuses on Bloodhound.]
Thomas Simon: Remember it was Bloodhound that attacked Roxi last week
Bob Herman: She probably deserved it
Thomas Simon: How on earth can you say that?
[Cable runs towards Bloodhound and ducks under his clothesline. He jumps off the middle rope and springboards with a flying elbow. Bloodhound goes down and Cable runs off the ropes and hits a leg drop. He pins Bloodhound but he quickly kicks out before the count. Cable gets back to his feet and stops the arms of Bloodhound. He takes Bloodhound’s left arm and goes for an arm bar. Bloodhound avoids it by locking his hands together. Bloodhound gets to his feet and Cable whips him against the ropes. Jason X tags himself in blindly. Bloodhound gets hit with a back-body drop sending him down. Jason X climbs to the top rope and leaps off with a missile drop kick sending Cable down to the mat. Jason Xavier stands up to more boos from the fans in attendance]
Bob Herman: Jason Xavier is flawless, this kid has it
Thomas Simon: He fights cheap Bob! That’s why you like him!
[Jason picks up Cable and puts him in a full nelson from behind. He lifts Cable and hits a full nelson slam. He pins Cable]
1.....2.....
[Chris Cable kicks out and Jason argues with the referee. He picks Cable up and tosses him in the corner. He chops the chest of Cable. Cable comes back with a forearm. Jason hits another chop and is met with another forearm. Cable starts getting the best of Jason and grabs on to his head and hits a tornado DDT out of the corner. Both are down and out in the ring and the ref starts the ten count.]
1.........2........3........4........
[Both men start to crawl to their corners as their partners await their tags.]
5.......6.......
[Jason Xavier tags in Bloodhound who rushes to Cable. He pulls the leg of Cable and drags him away from Roxi. The fans boo and Bloodhound viciously attacks Cable with stomps. He drops down and slams Cable’s head against the mat. He looks over at Roxi who can’t do anything in the corner. He stands Cable up and hits a sidewalk slam, sending him back to the mat. He holds on to Cable’s head with a head lock keeping him grounded. Cable struggles to fight out and puts his feet on the turnbuckles. He uses the corner as leverage and flips out of the hold. He dropkicks Bloodhound down and jumps to his corner to tag in Roxi Johnson.]
Thomas Simon: Here comes Roxi Johnson! Payback is a bitch Bloodhound!
[Roxi jumps off the top rope and hits a hurricanrana on Bloodhound. She runs to their corner and knocks Jason X off the apron. She climbs to the top rope and waits for Bloodhound to get up. When he does she jumps on to him with a senton. She pins him]
1.....2.....
[Bloodhound kicks out and the fans stay behind Roxi who raises her fists in the air. She stalks and waits for him to get up to hit the Ray of Hope. Bloodhound stands up and Roxi walks towards him. Jason Xavier pulls Bloodhound out of the ring to safety. The fans boo but Roxi holds on to the top turnbuckles and springs herself outside the ring landing on both Jason X and Bloodhound. The fans cheer Roxi on as she gets to her feet slowly. She brings Bloodhound back in to the ring and holds her back as she waits to hit the Ray of Hope. Bloodhound stands up and she hits it!]
1......2.....
Thomas Simon: Come on Roxi!
[Jason Xavier jumps in and makes the save to the crowd’s disapproval. Chris Cable runs towards X and hits him a clothesline out of the ring. He follows him outside the ring. Roxi looks at the crowd and climbs to the top rope. She does a superhero pose and gets ready to leap off on to Bloodhound. Outside the ring Jason Xavier throws Chris Cable in to the guard rail. He jumps on to the apron and knocks Roxi Johnson off the top rope. She crashes to the mat and her and Bloodhound are both down. Jason Xavier yells at Bloodhound for him to tag him. Bloodhound crawls to him slowly. Roxi crawls to her corner as well but sees no one there. Bloodhound tags in Jason Xavier and he jumps over the top rope and walks towards Roxi slowly. Roxi sits in the corner staring in to Jason. He smiles and leans over to trash talk her. She punches him in the face and Jason stumbles back. Roxi stands up and goes for the Ray of Hope on Jason. She grabs on but Jason reverses it and hits a DDT sending Roxi to the mat. He laughs as the fans boo]
Bob Herman: Jason Xavier is a genius
Thomas Simon: He’s playing mind games with Roxi
[He pins Roxi with confidence]
1......2........
[Roxi kicks out last second. Jason’s eyes widen and the crowd cheers loud. Jason looks at the ref and grabs him by the shirt. He yells at him and the referee backs up. Roxi leans on the ropes and Jason Xavier turns around to continue the fight. He walks towards her but she kicks him in the stomach and turns around. Chris Cable gets on to the apron and tags himself in. Cable hits a shoulder block in to Jason’s gut and rolls in to the ring. He waits for Jason to turn around and runs at him with intent of a Ripcord Elbow. Jason ducks and Cable hits Roxi. Cable holds his head in shock and Jason Xavier rolls him up from behind and pins him, grabbing the tights]
1......2.......3
[The bell sounds and Jason rolls out of the ring. Bloodhound joins him as the referee raises their hands in victory. Jason laughs at Cable who tends to an injured Roxi Johnson]
Bob Herman: What a match! Good win for my boy Jason Xavier!
Thomas Simon: We will be right back after this commercial break folks!
Hi Guys....
Thomas Simon: Welcome back folks, Chris Cable has a microphone, let’s see what he has to say.
Cable: Hi Guys.
[The crowd cheers!]
Cable: As you know I've been doing this for a long time, I've been on the road and I haven't seen any of my family or friends in a long time. It is hard for me to say this, but I've lost that fire and drive that keeps me going in this wrestling world. I've been doing this for so long that I can't even remember the street name of where I lived in Melbourne. So all you Cable Cutters out there, I'm sorry but I'am going to be gone for a little while. I'm not sure how long but I promise you I will be back and when I am, I promise all of you that I, Chris Cable shall come back bigger and stronger.
Anyway I would like to thank Bill Adams and the rest of the crew back there for what has been a great run so far in MPW, this fed is fricken awesome and I would not want to be anywhere else right now. I know that a lot of people want agree with me taking some time off but it is the right thing to do. I have made a lot of bold choices in my life but this one is the toughest. All you fans have been awesome to me and I thank you a million. So see you all soon.
[Chris drops the mic to the sound of the fans chanting "Thank you Chris" and "Please don't leave". Chris looks around the crowd before high fiving a couple of fans in the front row of the ramp. He gets to the top of stage and turns around tapping his elbow with tears in his eyes as the crowd heavily applauds. The crowd is silenced as Cable is attacked from behind by a returning Rye Payne.]
Thomas Simon: Wow I can’t believe it! IT’S RYE?!?!?
Bob Herman: That means somewhere there is an orange selling stand unattended!!
[Rye puts the boots to Cable some more and helps him to feet as blood now trickles down the face of ‘C Double’. Rye runs with Cable and tosses him off of stage on the pyrotechnics console below as it begins to spark. The crowd is at a complete loss for words as Rye stands atop the ramp with hatred in his eyes. He looks up to the crowd and smirks as they all boo him in unison.]
Thomas Simon: Somebody please come out here quick!! Cable is lying motionless!! That sick and twisted son of a bitch!
[The camera shows MPW medical officials tending to Cable as the screen fades.]
Sticking Together
[The camera switches back over to Ms. Biguns' office, where she was already in another interview with a rather familiar figure.]
Ms. Biguns: So...umm I'm sorry, what was your name again?
[The camera zooms in on the familiar figure, who was wearing a pair of over-sized sunglasses and what appeared to be a fake mustache that covered most of his mouth.]
?: Oh umm...it's Chris...no...I mean Mike Chris.
Ms. Biguns: Uh huh...so you've never worked here before?
Mike Chris: Nope. Nope. Why?
Ms. Biguns: Oh...no reason. Well thanks for your time, and I'll come back to you.
Mike Chris: Cool. Please call me, life has been shit since...umm...nevermind. Thanks.
Ms. Biguns: Whatever.
[The familiar figure walks out, strangely trying to cover his identity. Ms. Biguns rubbed her fingers between the bridge of her nose as Tim finally speaks up.]
Tim Bowers: Well Tom, there've been no comments regarding her interference in Laura's match, and still no luck for Ms. Biguns so far, and we've already passed the halfway mark, already half of our candidates have come in, and half of them have been ultimately rejected, but I understand that she is expecting a familiar face to turn up momentarily. So let's hope that...
Ms. Biguns: NEXT!!
[Tim was caught off track as she demanded the next candidate. He walks in, and suddenly she takes notice. The camera zooms out to reveal the figure of Brandon Nytrus. He approaches Ms. Biguns at her desk as she leans back in slight intimidation. He looks down at her with no expression on his face.]
Ms. Biguns: Umm...are you here for...
Brandon Nytrus: Well seeing as how the big boss likes my work he asked to pass on a message to you…….It seems Mister Adams wants a few words with you…..He told me to give you this.
[Nytrus hands Biguns a piece of paper. She unfolds it and reads it.]
Ms. Biguns: Oh yeah...sure no problem. I'll catch up to him after the show. Okay? Umm...is that all?
[Brandon Nytrus does not answer. Instead he turns around, but before he could leave, Apostle Kried walks in, creating a pop amongst the crowd. He approaches Brandon Nytrus and comes face to face with him.]
Apostle Kried: Huh. I thought I smelled burnt pork ass in here.
[Brandon Nytrus scowls, but Kried is not intimidated. The two go chest to chest, nose to nose, Brandon Nytrus glaring, and Kried with a smirk.]
Apostle Kried: You know what, after weeks of seeing your lame attempts against Chicken I think it’s about time you really ‘Step Up!’
[Brandon Nytrus snarls.]
Brandon Nytrus: Believe me, if I had my way, I'd have smashed your face against the floor the day I stepped in here.
Apostle Kried: Oh? And how would you have managed that? Hiding in a corner like a rat, waiting your chance to jump me from behind? Or perhaps you'd feel better if I were asleep? Maybe you'd like to break into my hotel room?
Brandon Nytrus: You're just worried because I'm just as big and strong as you.
Apostle Kried: Yeah, and I'm faster, tougher, and smarter.
Brandon Nytrus: I beg to differ.
Apostle Kried: I beg you to prove me wrong...
[Brandon Nytrus's hands fly to Kried's throat; Kried raises his arms between Brandon Nytrus's arms, and knocks Brandon Nytrus's arms off him. Kried is about to throw a punch when Ms. Biguns finally shouts out.]
Ms. Biguns: ENOUGH!
[Kried and Brandon Nytrus freeze mid-brawl and stare at her.]
Ms. Biguns: Mister Kried, I specifically asked you here because I'm looking for a new client, and I was considering you. I'd like you to please calm down, and perhaps at least get your mind off disembowelling someone long enough to listen to me?
[Kried doesn't look happy, but he reluctantly lowers his arms, and heads towards the desk. Brandon Nytrus suddenly grabs him from behind.]
Brandon Nytrus: Oh no you don't..
[Kried slams his elbow into the face of Brandon Nytrus, catching him by surprise. He spins and slams a fist into Brandon Nytrus's gut, before grabbing him by his wife-beater, flinging him out the door into the hallway, and slamming the door shut with a resounding thud. Kried quivers in anger for a moment, before straightening himself, letting out a loud sigh, and heading over to Ms. Biguns.]
Apostle Kried: Look...I know you wanted to talk and all...and I do appreciate the offer, but I've given it some thought, and I really don't see much benefit for either of us to make a deal.
Ms. Biguns: Oh but mister Kried, I couldn't disagree more. I am exactly what you need. After what mister Adams did I think you need somebody like me! Somebody who can convince the MPW higher-ups that you deserve to be on Monday nights, not stuck in the pits with the riff-raff rookies and has-beens. With me helping you, I can make you a star, I can get you on the big scene, I know I can.
Apostle Kried: That's the problem though...I like having to prove myself. I know I have ways to go, but the more I have to work, the better I have to be. Taking the easy way is just going to make me weaker when I get there. I do appreciate that you would even consider me, but seriously, I think your talents would be better used on someone else. So thank you, I won't take up any more of your time, I have a meeting with Sir Cunningham soon. Thank you...
[Apostle rises and quickly leaves, booting Brandon Nytrus in the head for good measure as he exits before Ms. Biguns can stop him. She then turns back to Tim Bowers in the corner.]
Ms. Biguns: Well? Don't just stand there, help that man out!
[Tim sighs as he drops down and tries to recover Brandon Nytrus, but Brandon Nytrus simply shoves him off and climbs back to his feet, now enraged. Ignoring her, he storms out of the office, leaving Ms. Biguns alone once again. She resumes her work as the camera cuts to a commercial.]
[The scene starts off with Kurt Newman standing behind a podium. A MPW logo is on the front of the podium as Kurt wears a nice business suit. Kurt as a huge smile on his face as the camera zooms in from the waste up.]
Kurt Newman: “My fellow wrestlers. If you haven’t heard yet, which if you haven’t I’m starting to wonder where the hell you’ve been, I am your new CEO here in MPW. Now I now many of you have questions why I’m the new CEO here in MPW. I was interested myself when management first came to me with this offer, but I wasn’t surprised when they said they were in dire straits……and I’m not talking about how they were locked in a room and was on a bender of listening to the great rock group Dire Straits.”
[Kurt gives a strange look on his face, but plays it cool as he continues his speech.]
Kurt Newman: “Once I was able to look through the financial records of MPW and see what was keeping this place together, I found out that this place was only sticking together by bubble gum and paper clips, just like a Rage promo. Now I may act dump and be goofy at times, but I know how to run a company. Being CEO of Newman industries, I’m use to going into other businesses and saving them from financial destruction. So to put it nice and simple to everyone, I’m helping paying for your paychecks. You’re welcome.”
[Kurt pauses again as he shows a funny expression on his face. He regains his composure again as he continues the promo.]
Kurt Newman: “For the past couple of weeks now, I’ve been fixing this place up to standard. Now we were in so much dept, it was like Taufiks career. But, after manly sleepless nights and the help of my crew, we now we have a surplus that will help us make that next step to greatness. As the new CEO of MPW, I will make if perfectly clear. I will be fair. I will be just and I will……………………………”
[Kurt pauses again as he braces himself on the podium and gives a few loud grunts while twitching. The look on Kurt’s face is a classic…..well……just read till the end and you’ll understand what happen. Don’t want to ruin it for you. Kurt slowly regains his exposure as he continues his speech.]
Kurt Newman: “…..and I will…….. bring you all to greatness if you follow me. Now if you’ll excuse me, The Female Jello Wrestling Championship is on and I do not want to miss it. So, thank you for your time and God Bless MPW.”
[Kurt throws up a peace sign as he walks off. While he’s walking off though, you can notice that he’s not wearing any pants. Instead, he’s wearing a leopard g-string. Shortly after Kurt walks away from the podium, a female in a blue swim suite slowly stands up and makes her way from out behind the desk. The blonde takes her fore arm and wipes it across her lips and follows Kurt as the scene ends.]
Thomas Simon: Welcome to Monday Night Main Event Ladies and Gentlemen! We have quite a show here for you tonight and as you just saw, our NEW CEO is in the house and he is ready to make a change!
Bob Herman: We don’t need change; I like it better with Adams and TWI running the show
Thomas Simon: Let’s get right in to the action!
Honey Winters: this is your opening match of the evening and scheduled for one fall!
[FU Betta by Neon Hitch hits and the fans cheer as Sonja Lickinova makes her way to the ring]
Honey Winters: Making her way to the ring from Groves Valley, Phloriphornia by way of Saratov, Russia, The Molotov Mocktail, Sonja Lickinova!
[Sonja raises her arm in the air as the fans cheer for her. She waits for Jeff Jackson who is scheduled to make his debut match. "The Thing That Should Not Be" (S&M Version) by Metallica hits and the fans eagerly await the newest MPW Superstar. His entrance video plays for a little while]
Honey Winters: And her opponent, making his MPW debut from Halifax Nova Scotia, Canada.. Jeff..
[An image comes on the MPWtron of Jeff Jackson laid out backstage. The camera widens and you see MPW newcomer Scotty Devine standing over him with a lead pipe in hand. Jackson is out cold as Devine looks at the camera and smirks as the camera cuts back to inside the ring where Sonja is not quite certain what to do now. She is asking Jude Mason what to do but before he can answer ‘My Hero’ by Foo Fighters blasts as MPW GM Bill Adams strolls out with his bodyguard Titan in tow.]
Bob Herman: Now this is quality television
Thomas Simon: What does Bill Adams have planned now…..OH no! Now Sonja is getting a beat down as well! What did she do to Titan?
Bob Herman: Nothing! They are on Bill Adams time and when he wants air time, he gets it!
[Titan picks up Sonja with one hand and puts his huge hand around her throat. He lifts her up in to the air and chokeslams her to the mat. Bill Adams smiles and points up at Titan. Titan picks up Sonja’s body and sets her up for a Titan Bomb (Last Ride). He lifts her and slams her back down to the mat. Adams kicks her until she falls out of the ring and the crowd boo’s them.]
Bill Adams: Ladies and Gentleman that is how you clean house. Sorry Sonja but you were on my time! You see this is my show because I can do whatever the hell I want.
[The crowd boos]
Bill Adams: Kurt Newman is a joke and for all that had just seen his public address you can see that he is a joke. MPW needs a CEO who is a professional like me. You want to generate money in to a wrestling company? Well Newman isn’t your guy, if anything he is going to put this company in debt with his lack of knowledge and lack of ability to be a leader.
[The crowd boo’s harder]
Bill Adams: You wouldn’t want Bret Favre taking over the NFL would you? NO! You wouldn’t want Wayne Gretzky taking over the NHL would you? NO! Well this is more like Charles Jenkins taking over the NBA...
Titan: Who?
Bill Adams: Exactly.. Who? A no name like Kurt Newman, a man that had to create his own Championship belt.. Is now running this place?!?!?! How on earth are we ever going to take over the wrestling world with him in charge? Well done board of directors, well done taking two steps backwards after the most successful pay per view in the history of wrestling. You know why it was that successful? BECAUSE IT WAS MY VISION!
[Adam’s face is turning red and Titan looks down at him with his arms folded]
Bill Adams: You wanted to get a rise out of me well you did. To the board of directors and to Kurt Newman himself, this is MY Federation and it always will be. Thhhhhhank you!
[‘My Hero’ by the Foo Fighters hits and Adams steps out of the ring and leads the way to the back with Titan]
Thomas Simon: That was intense, it seems Adam is really pissed!
Bob Herman: You think Thomas? What if we had someone like.... Justin Fischer just take your job as announcer? Same thing as a nobody like Newman taking the CEO job!
Thomas Simon: Now onto our update on the former manager of John Fisherman, Ms. Biguns. No for those who have missed out last week, in the fallout of his loss to Bliss on Monday Night Main Event, the self-proclaimed epitome of talent took out his frustrations on his manager.
The search begins....
FLASHBACK: Backstage, John Fisherman, fresh after his match with Bliss, stares at a guilty Ms. Biguns in disdain.
John Fisherman: ...I don't need this. I'm a former World champion for Christ's sake, and I won that title on my own! I thought that I needed you, but quite frankly, you need me. And you know what else? I'm done. I can't take this shit anymore...find yourself another client!
[And with that, John stormed off camera, leaving Ms. Biguns behind to wallow in his disdain to wipe the tears from her eyes.]
Thomas Simon: Since then we've been unable to track down John Fisherman, but as we're about to find out, Ms. Biguns has already arranged plans to find his replacement.
Bob Herman: What? She's looking for a new client? Why the hell was I not informed?
Thomas Simon: Because you're stuck here with me...
Bob Herman: Quit cramping my style Tommy boy!
Thomas Simon: Well anyway, our colleague Tim Bowers has incidentally volunteered to help her as she conducts live interviews with what I believe to be several candidates that have already lined up outside her office in the back. So let's go live where we will get an update from Tim.
[The camera switches over to Ms. Biguns's office, where the woman herself is sitting at her desk with a ton of paperwork and Tim Bowers is standing behind her with a microphone in hand.]
Tim Bowers: Thanks Tom, as you can see, Ms. Biguns is rather determined to find a suitable replacement for her former client. The corridor outside is packed with people of all shapes and sizes just lining up for an interview with Ms. Biguns, some of which are even current members of the MPW and Step Up rosters. In fact, I believe that we're just about ready to conduct our first interview.
Ms. Biguns: Umm Tim...we're ready.
Tim Bowers: That's what I was just...
Ms. Biguns: Well? Send in the first candidate!
Tim Bowers: Oh right of course, sorry.
[Tim rushes off camera to welcome the first candidate, and in walks in the one and only Chicken. He is very nervous to approach Ms. Biguns. With a rather confused look on her face, she offers to shake his hand. He complies, and upon release, he immediately sniffs his hand, as if he intends to never wash it again...]
Ms. Biguns: Thank you for coming. Take a seat.
Chicken: Oh...uhh...okay...
[He takes a seat opposite the desk, but not without catching a quick glance of Ms. Biguns's cleavage as she sits back down.]
Ms. Biguns: Your name?
Chicken: ...uh what? Oh right. Umm...Chicken.
Ms. Biguns: Chicken? That's your name?
Chicken: Umm...yes.
[She let out a sigh as she resumed to write something on paper, leaving Chicken to gaze at such a remarkable cleavage shot, which the crowd suddenly pops. Chicken is already beginning to sweat.]
Ms. Biguns: Alright then. So what makes you think you have what it takes to be my client?
Chicken ...oh umm...I just...uhh...
[She finally realizes what's going on.]
Ms. Biguns: Excuse me...
Chicken: ...
Ms. Biguns: My face is up here.
[Chicken's eyes suddenly widen. He then looks down and panics. Suddenly he launches out of the chair, snags one of the sheets of paper from the desk and uses it to cover his crotch as he rushes out of the room.]
Chicken: Oh hell!
[Both Ms. Biguns and Tim Bowers are in shock.]
Ms. Biguns: Utterly useless...
[Tim addresses the broadcast team.]
Tim Bowers: Umm...wow. Let's hope that not all of our candidates are...like that.
[The camera switches back to Thomas Simon and Bob Herman.]
Thomas Simon: Okay, thanks Tim. We'll have another update on her progress later on in the show.
Bob Herman: My god that Chicken, what a clucking dweeb!
Thomas Simon: Clever Bob...clever... MPW Nation we will return after these short messages
Brandon my Boy!
[Scene fades into backstage inside Bill Adams’s office. He is at his desk eating some jerky with his feet up. He offers some to Titan but he just shakes his head no. Suddenly a knock on the door is heard.]
Bill Adams: Come in!
[The door opens and Brandon Nytrus walks in.]
Bill Adams: Brandon my boy! Come in have a seat….grab some jerky!
Brandon Nytrus: Thanks boss……listen first things first…I want to say it is an honor to be in your presence.
Bill Adams: Of course it is….I built this place!
Brandon Nytrus: I’m just curious as to why you invited me here this week. I mean I have been cleaning up at Step Up….well until last week.
Bill Adams: Step Up, Schmep Up….I could care less about Cunningham and his band of merry idiots. I invited you here for one reason and ONE reason only…..Trey Baxter! I seen the way you trash talk him on twitter….I seen you attack him last week….
Brandon Nytrus: Did I overstep my bounds at all? I know he is champion but I just felt he needed to be shut up!
Bill Adams: Oh no no no….you were perfectly right in doing what you did…so much that in fact at Fusion on Wednesday, September 19th…..you will be booked in the main event against that smart mouthed moron and regrettably my MPW World Champion Trey Baxter.
Brandon Nytrus: Really!??!?! You kidding me? Wow!! I will not let you down boss! I’m going to make that asshole wish he never opened a twitter account!!
Bill Adams: No problem Brandon….show me that you have what it takes to hang with the big boys and bring me back that title!
Brandon Nytrus: Wait…..you mean this is for the World title?!?!
Bill Adams: You know it Brandon and just for kicks it’ll be a ladder match!
Brandon Nytrus: Fuck yeah! I’m going to beat that son of a bitch to within an inch of his worthless little life and then climb up that ladder and become MPW World Champion!!!
Bill Adams: Good man! No listen one last thing…..
Brandon Nytrus: Name it boss….
Bill Adams: Could you pass along a message to the lovely Ms. Biguns for me? Thanks kid!
Brandon Nytrus: Anytime boss!
[Adams hands Nytrus a piece of paper and he walks out of the office as the screen fades on Adams eating another piece of jerky.]
Thomas Simon: WOW! The main event for Fusion has been announced!! Very interesting indeed! Next up fans we have Laura Tavares taking on Freddy Styles
[The screen cuts to the [fXs] symbol as the first beats of “The Fire” hit the arena. As the song moves into the chosen verse, Freddie steps out from behind the curtain as he just stands there, bouncing from side to side, before making his slow walk towards the ring.]
Honey Winters: This match is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring from Atlanta Georgia, Freddy Styles!
[Freddie slowly walks up the ring steps, and steps through the ropes. He then stands on the middle rope, holding one arm above him, before stepping down and leaning over in a corner, awaiting the beginning of the match. Going Under by Evanescence hits and the fans boo louder. Laura Tavares walks out on to the stage with her arms folded. She looks out into the fans and doesn’t break her straight face.]
Honey Winters: And his opponent from Los Angeles California, Laura Tavares!
Bob Herman: Laura is looking HOT!
[Laura puts her hands on her hips and waits at the bottom of the ramp. She smirks and walks up the steel steps. She walks through the bottom rope and takes the opposing corner from Freddy. The referee checks both wrestlers and rings the bell]
Bob Herman: Here we go!
[Laura and Freddy circle each other before Laura rushes in and sweeps the legs. She pins Freddy.]
1...
Thomas Simon: Laura trying to put this one away early
Bob Herman: Do you blame her? Freddy Styles is no one to mess with
[Freddy stands up and Laura puts him in a headlock. He pushes her to the ropes and throws her off the opposing ropes. She runs back and slides under his legs. She dropkicks him from behind and he goes flying forward to the mat. He gets to his knees and looks around in shock. Laura tells him to bring it. Freddy swings at Laura but she ducks and punches him. She runs off the ropes and bounces back. She jumps and attempts a head scissors but Freddy catches her and puts her on his shoulders. He falls back with a Samoan drop and stands up.]
Freddy Styles: Come on Bitch get up!
[Laura crawls to the corner and Freddy stalks her. He picks her up and puts her arms over the top ropes. He runs back to the opposite corner and than runs and jumps with a splash. Laura falls to the ground and holds her chest. Freddy pounds his chest and plays to the fans who are split behind him]
Bob Herman: Freddy Styles in control now but Laura will win this one!
Thomas Simon: You are senile Bob
[Freddy picks Laura up and set her up for a powerslam. He holds her on his shoulders and starts walking with her. She wiggles out and falls behind him. She rolls out of the ring and takes a breather. The fans boo and she catches her breathe by the steel steps. She smiles and laughs sadistically while flipping off a fan]
Thomas Simon: Real lady like
Bob Herman: She’s one tough cookie!
[Freddy climbs out of the ring and walks to Laura. He turns her around and grabs her head. He throws her back in the ring and the fans cheer. Laura gets to her feet and kicks Freddy in the stomach. She runs off the ropes and goes for a DDT but Freddy blocks it and tosses her across the ring. Laura holds her torso but gets to her feet. She rests in the corner and Freddy attempts another splash. Laura moves and Freddy crashes in the corner. Laura flips him around and puts his arms over the top rope. She chops his chest and than takes her boot and chokes him with it. The referee counts and Laura lets go. Freddy holds his throat but Laura goes for the choke again. The referee counts again and Laura lets up. She climbs the ropes behind Freddy and wraps her legs around his head. She puts him in a choke hold with her legs while holding herself on the top rope with her arms]
Bob Herman: Where do I sign up! Me next!
Thomas Simon: Laura with a unique choke hold on Freddy Styles here!
[The referee counts again and Laura breaks it. The fans whistle and cheer as she jumps down off the ropes. She looks to hit Freddy with her signature Superkick but than the video board turns on back to Ms. Biguns office]
Ms. Biguns: Hm... Who’s next? Maybe I should call that guy.. What’s his name... Johnny Clash? He did say on Twitter he might be interested..
[Biguns dials her phone the speakerphone rings. Finally the voicemail picks up]
Ms. Biguns: Hi Mr. Clash it’s Ms. Biguns. I would like to talk business and... Well maybe more. So if you want to be with a REAL women.. Give me a call, you have my number. Muah
[Laura is fuming in the ring and stares at the Video screen. Biguns turns to the camera and laughs as the video board cuts off]
Bob Herman: That-a-boy Johnny!
[Laura turns around and is hit with The Sting by Freddy Styles. He pins her]
1......2.......3
Honey Winters: Here’s your winner, Freddy Styles!
[The fans cheer and Laura looks shocked while holding her neck on the mat. She pounds the mat and lets out a scream. Freddy exits the ring and celebrates on his way up. Laura gets to her feet and takes a microphone]
Laura Tavares: BIGUNS!!!! BIGUNS YOU BITCH!
[The fans boo as Laura’s screechy voice bellows through out the arena. ]
Laura Tavares: BIGUNS ME AND YOU... FUSION!!!
[Laura drops the microphone and walks backstage with a scowl on her face]
[Machine Head by Bush hits as the crowd cheers wildly for Chris Cable. Cable comes to the stage doing a 360 spin and follows up by showing his elbow to the crowd.]
Honey Winters: This next bout is a Tag Team Match and is scheduled for one fall. First, from Melbourne Australia, Chris Cable!
[He walks to the ring and does the same in the ring with fireworks going off on the corner posts. Outside by Green day hits as Roxi Johnson runs out on to the stage. She puts her fist up in the air and smiles. The crowd cheers]
Honey Winters: And his partner, from Tampa Florida, Roxi Johnson!
[Roxi runs down the ramp and slides under the bottom rope in to the ring. She jumps on to the middle turnbuckle and puts her arms up like a superhero. She stands next to Chris Cable]
[Of Wolf and Man by Metallica begins to in the arena. After a few seconds, Bloodhound emerges from the back. As the lyrics "Off through the new days mist I run Out from the new days mist I have come" Bloodhound raises his and head and howls several time before dropping to a knee. ]
Honey Winters: And their opponent, making his way to the ring from Budford, Montana, Bloodhound!
[He looks around; getting his senses acquainted to his surroundings and then intensely studies the ring. After a few seconds, he gets back onto his feet and makes his way to the ring, ignoring the fans. He enters the ring by climbing the steel steps and waits on the apron for his partner. As "X Gonna Give It to Ya" By DMX begin to blast through the P.A. system, white smoke fills the entrance a figure steps in and can be seen in the smoke and Jason X stands at the top of the entrance with his arms up in an X form.]
Honey Winters: And his partner, making his way to the ring from Las Vegas Nevada, representing TWI, Jason Xavier!
[He continues to walk down the ramp and enters the ring; he then climbs the turnbuckles and again puts his arms in an X form. The teams confer with each other and Cable will start it off with Jason Xavier. The bell sounds]
Thomas Simon: Seeing the history between Chris Cable and TWI, this should be interesting
[Jason and Cable look to strike first. They lock up and Jason backs Cable in to the corner. The referee tells him to back off and he does but than smashes his forearm in to Cables face. He looks at the fans and smiles as they boo him. Cable shakes it off and rushes towards Jason Xavier. He clotheslines him down and than goes to attack throwing punches. He gets back to his feet and waits for Jason to get up. Jason rolls to his corner and tags in Bloodhound. Cable shakes his head at Jason and focuses on Bloodhound.]
Thomas Simon: Remember it was Bloodhound that attacked Roxi last week
Bob Herman: She probably deserved it
Thomas Simon: How on earth can you say that?
[Cable runs towards Bloodhound and ducks under his clothesline. He jumps off the middle rope and springboards with a flying elbow. Bloodhound goes down and Cable runs off the ropes and hits a leg drop. He pins Bloodhound but he quickly kicks out before the count. Cable gets back to his feet and stops the arms of Bloodhound. He takes Bloodhound’s left arm and goes for an arm bar. Bloodhound avoids it by locking his hands together. Bloodhound gets to his feet and Cable whips him against the ropes. Jason X tags himself in blindly. Bloodhound gets hit with a back-body drop sending him down. Jason X climbs to the top rope and leaps off with a missile drop kick sending Cable down to the mat. Jason Xavier stands up to more boos from the fans in attendance]
Bob Herman: Jason Xavier is flawless, this kid has it
Thomas Simon: He fights cheap Bob! That’s why you like him!
[Jason picks up Cable and puts him in a full nelson from behind. He lifts Cable and hits a full nelson slam. He pins Cable]
1.....2.....
[Chris Cable kicks out and Jason argues with the referee. He picks Cable up and tosses him in the corner. He chops the chest of Cable. Cable comes back with a forearm. Jason hits another chop and is met with another forearm. Cable starts getting the best of Jason and grabs on to his head and hits a tornado DDT out of the corner. Both are down and out in the ring and the ref starts the ten count.]
1.........2........3........4........
[Both men start to crawl to their corners as their partners await their tags.]
5.......6.......
[Jason Xavier tags in Bloodhound who rushes to Cable. He pulls the leg of Cable and drags him away from Roxi. The fans boo and Bloodhound viciously attacks Cable with stomps. He drops down and slams Cable’s head against the mat. He looks over at Roxi who can’t do anything in the corner. He stands Cable up and hits a sidewalk slam, sending him back to the mat. He holds on to Cable’s head with a head lock keeping him grounded. Cable struggles to fight out and puts his feet on the turnbuckles. He uses the corner as leverage and flips out of the hold. He dropkicks Bloodhound down and jumps to his corner to tag in Roxi Johnson.]
Thomas Simon: Here comes Roxi Johnson! Payback is a bitch Bloodhound!
[Roxi jumps off the top rope and hits a hurricanrana on Bloodhound. She runs to their corner and knocks Jason X off the apron. She climbs to the top rope and waits for Bloodhound to get up. When he does she jumps on to him with a senton. She pins him]
1.....2.....
[Bloodhound kicks out and the fans stay behind Roxi who raises her fists in the air. She stalks and waits for him to get up to hit the Ray of Hope. Bloodhound stands up and Roxi walks towards him. Jason Xavier pulls Bloodhound out of the ring to safety. The fans boo but Roxi holds on to the top turnbuckles and springs herself outside the ring landing on both Jason X and Bloodhound. The fans cheer Roxi on as she gets to her feet slowly. She brings Bloodhound back in to the ring and holds her back as she waits to hit the Ray of Hope. Bloodhound stands up and she hits it!]
1......2.....
Thomas Simon: Come on Roxi!
[Jason Xavier jumps in and makes the save to the crowd’s disapproval. Chris Cable runs towards X and hits him a clothesline out of the ring. He follows him outside the ring. Roxi looks at the crowd and climbs to the top rope. She does a superhero pose and gets ready to leap off on to Bloodhound. Outside the ring Jason Xavier throws Chris Cable in to the guard rail. He jumps on to the apron and knocks Roxi Johnson off the top rope. She crashes to the mat and her and Bloodhound are both down. Jason Xavier yells at Bloodhound for him to tag him. Bloodhound crawls to him slowly. Roxi crawls to her corner as well but sees no one there. Bloodhound tags in Jason Xavier and he jumps over the top rope and walks towards Roxi slowly. Roxi sits in the corner staring in to Jason. He smiles and leans over to trash talk her. She punches him in the face and Jason stumbles back. Roxi stands up and goes for the Ray of Hope on Jason. She grabs on but Jason reverses it and hits a DDT sending Roxi to the mat. He laughs as the fans boo]
Bob Herman: Jason Xavier is a genius
Thomas Simon: He’s playing mind games with Roxi
[He pins Roxi with confidence]
1......2........
[Roxi kicks out last second. Jason’s eyes widen and the crowd cheers loud. Jason looks at the ref and grabs him by the shirt. He yells at him and the referee backs up. Roxi leans on the ropes and Jason Xavier turns around to continue the fight. He walks towards her but she kicks him in the stomach and turns around. Chris Cable gets on to the apron and tags himself in. Cable hits a shoulder block in to Jason’s gut and rolls in to the ring. He waits for Jason to turn around and runs at him with intent of a Ripcord Elbow. Jason ducks and Cable hits Roxi. Cable holds his head in shock and Jason Xavier rolls him up from behind and pins him, grabbing the tights]
1......2.......3
[The bell sounds and Jason rolls out of the ring. Bloodhound joins him as the referee raises their hands in victory. Jason laughs at Cable who tends to an injured Roxi Johnson]
Bob Herman: What a match! Good win for my boy Jason Xavier!
Thomas Simon: We will be right back after this commercial break folks!
Hi Guys....
Thomas Simon: Welcome back folks, Chris Cable has a microphone, let’s see what he has to say.
Cable: Hi Guys.
[The crowd cheers!]
Cable: As you know I've been doing this for a long time, I've been on the road and I haven't seen any of my family or friends in a long time. It is hard for me to say this, but I've lost that fire and drive that keeps me going in this wrestling world. I've been doing this for so long that I can't even remember the street name of where I lived in Melbourne. So all you Cable Cutters out there, I'm sorry but I'am going to be gone for a little while. I'm not sure how long but I promise you I will be back and when I am, I promise all of you that I, Chris Cable shall come back bigger and stronger.
Anyway I would like to thank Bill Adams and the rest of the crew back there for what has been a great run so far in MPW, this fed is fricken awesome and I would not want to be anywhere else right now. I know that a lot of people want agree with me taking some time off but it is the right thing to do. I have made a lot of bold choices in my life but this one is the toughest. All you fans have been awesome to me and I thank you a million. So see you all soon.
[Chris drops the mic to the sound of the fans chanting "Thank you Chris" and "Please don't leave". Chris looks around the crowd before high fiving a couple of fans in the front row of the ramp. He gets to the top of stage and turns around tapping his elbow with tears in his eyes as the crowd heavily applauds. The crowd is silenced as Cable is attacked from behind by a returning Rye Payne.]
Thomas Simon: Wow I can’t believe it! IT’S RYE?!?!?
Bob Herman: That means somewhere there is an orange selling stand unattended!!
[Rye puts the boots to Cable some more and helps him to feet as blood now trickles down the face of ‘C Double’. Rye runs with Cable and tosses him off of stage on the pyrotechnics console below as it begins to spark. The crowd is at a complete loss for words as Rye stands atop the ramp with hatred in his eyes. He looks up to the crowd and smirks as they all boo him in unison.]
Thomas Simon: Somebody please come out here quick!! Cable is lying motionless!! That sick and twisted son of a bitch!
[The camera shows MPW medical officials tending to Cable as the screen fades.]
Sticking Together
[The camera switches back over to Ms. Biguns' office, where she was already in another interview with a rather familiar figure.]
Ms. Biguns: So...umm I'm sorry, what was your name again?
[The camera zooms in on the familiar figure, who was wearing a pair of over-sized sunglasses and what appeared to be a fake mustache that covered most of his mouth.]
?: Oh umm...it's Chris...no...I mean Mike Chris.
Ms. Biguns: Uh huh...so you've never worked here before?
Mike Chris: Nope. Nope. Why?
Ms. Biguns: Oh...no reason. Well thanks for your time, and I'll come back to you.
Mike Chris: Cool. Please call me, life has been shit since...umm...nevermind. Thanks.
Ms. Biguns: Whatever.
[The familiar figure walks out, strangely trying to cover his identity. Ms. Biguns rubbed her fingers between the bridge of her nose as Tim finally speaks up.]
Tim Bowers: Well Tom, there've been no comments regarding her interference in Laura's match, and still no luck for Ms. Biguns so far, and we've already passed the halfway mark, already half of our candidates have come in, and half of them have been ultimately rejected, but I understand that she is expecting a familiar face to turn up momentarily. So let's hope that...
Ms. Biguns: NEXT!!
[Tim was caught off track as she demanded the next candidate. He walks in, and suddenly she takes notice. The camera zooms out to reveal the figure of Brandon Nytrus. He approaches Ms. Biguns at her desk as she leans back in slight intimidation. He looks down at her with no expression on his face.]
Ms. Biguns: Umm...are you here for...
Brandon Nytrus: Well seeing as how the big boss likes my work he asked to pass on a message to you…….It seems Mister Adams wants a few words with you…..He told me to give you this.
[Nytrus hands Biguns a piece of paper. She unfolds it and reads it.]
Ms. Biguns: Oh yeah...sure no problem. I'll catch up to him after the show. Okay? Umm...is that all?
[Brandon Nytrus does not answer. Instead he turns around, but before he could leave, Apostle Kried walks in, creating a pop amongst the crowd. He approaches Brandon Nytrus and comes face to face with him.]
Apostle Kried: Huh. I thought I smelled burnt pork ass in here.
[Brandon Nytrus scowls, but Kried is not intimidated. The two go chest to chest, nose to nose, Brandon Nytrus glaring, and Kried with a smirk.]
Apostle Kried: You know what, after weeks of seeing your lame attempts against Chicken I think it’s about time you really ‘Step Up!’
[Brandon Nytrus snarls.]
Brandon Nytrus: Believe me, if I had my way, I'd have smashed your face against the floor the day I stepped in here.
Apostle Kried: Oh? And how would you have managed that? Hiding in a corner like a rat, waiting your chance to jump me from behind? Or perhaps you'd feel better if I were asleep? Maybe you'd like to break into my hotel room?
Brandon Nytrus: You're just worried because I'm just as big and strong as you.
Apostle Kried: Yeah, and I'm faster, tougher, and smarter.
Brandon Nytrus: I beg to differ.
Apostle Kried: I beg you to prove me wrong...
[Brandon Nytrus's hands fly to Kried's throat; Kried raises his arms between Brandon Nytrus's arms, and knocks Brandon Nytrus's arms off him. Kried is about to throw a punch when Ms. Biguns finally shouts out.]
Ms. Biguns: ENOUGH!
[Kried and Brandon Nytrus freeze mid-brawl and stare at her.]
Ms. Biguns: Mister Kried, I specifically asked you here because I'm looking for a new client, and I was considering you. I'd like you to please calm down, and perhaps at least get your mind off disembowelling someone long enough to listen to me?
[Kried doesn't look happy, but he reluctantly lowers his arms, and heads towards the desk. Brandon Nytrus suddenly grabs him from behind.]
Brandon Nytrus: Oh no you don't..
[Kried slams his elbow into the face of Brandon Nytrus, catching him by surprise. He spins and slams a fist into Brandon Nytrus's gut, before grabbing him by his wife-beater, flinging him out the door into the hallway, and slamming the door shut with a resounding thud. Kried quivers in anger for a moment, before straightening himself, letting out a loud sigh, and heading over to Ms. Biguns.]
Apostle Kried: Look...I know you wanted to talk and all...and I do appreciate the offer, but I've given it some thought, and I really don't see much benefit for either of us to make a deal.
Ms. Biguns: Oh but mister Kried, I couldn't disagree more. I am exactly what you need. After what mister Adams did I think you need somebody like me! Somebody who can convince the MPW higher-ups that you deserve to be on Monday nights, not stuck in the pits with the riff-raff rookies and has-beens. With me helping you, I can make you a star, I can get you on the big scene, I know I can.
Apostle Kried: That's the problem though...I like having to prove myself. I know I have ways to go, but the more I have to work, the better I have to be. Taking the easy way is just going to make me weaker when I get there. I do appreciate that you would even consider me, but seriously, I think your talents would be better used on someone else. So thank you, I won't take up any more of your time, I have a meeting with Sir Cunningham soon. Thank you...
[Apostle rises and quickly leaves, booting Brandon Nytrus in the head for good measure as he exits before Ms. Biguns can stop him. She then turns back to Tim Bowers in the corner.]
Ms. Biguns: Well? Don't just stand there, help that man out!
[Tim sighs as he drops down and tries to recover Brandon Nytrus, but Brandon Nytrus simply shoves him off and climbs back to his feet, now enraged. Ignoring her, he storms out of the office, leaving Ms. Biguns alone once again. She resumes her work as the camera cuts to a commercial.]
