Post by MPW Owner Bob Herman on Sept 15, 2012 0:32:42 GMT -5
[[Scene opens in the parking lot where a limo pulls up. The crowd cheers but when the door opens the cheers turn to boos. Johnny Clash steps out in his finest suit and sunglasses. He smells the air and makes a disgusted look. He walks to the door and tries to walk past security who stops him with one hand. He looks up at the huge security guard with the clip board]]
Security Guard: I need your name sir.
Johnny Clash: You serious? You haven’t been here long have you? Im Johnny mother fucking Clash!
[[The crowd boos]]
Security Guard: Sorry, you’re not on the list
Johnny Clash: What the hell do you mean. You clearly don’t know who I am and know that I can do pretty much whatever the hell I want. So how about you get the needle out of your ass and let me through, k?
Security Guard: Sir, im going to have to ask you to leave now.
Johnny Clash: Look at the list again, I know im there..
[[The security guard makes a face but looks at the clip board. He turns the page]]
Security Guard: Sir I don’t see..
Johnny Clash: come on man it’s right there look closer!
[[The man looks closer at the paper with confused eyes. Clash smacks the Clipboard in his face and head butts the guy. The guard falls over and Clash stomps on his head. ]]
Johnny Clash: See... Told you it was there.
[[Clash brushes his suit and walks through the gate]]
Match 1:
Kuk Killswitch vs. Jake Cage
Kuk Killswitch vs. Jake Cage
Honey Winters: Coming to the ring at this weighing in at 225 pounds, hailing from Seattle, Washington he is The Real FN Deal JAKE CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE!
[“Even Flow" by Pearl Jam and Jake Cage rips through the back curtain. He stops midway down the ramp and stares intently at the ring. Cage then runs and slides into the ring under the bottom rope. He pops to his feet and then goes to the far turnbuckle and raises his hands high in the air.]
Honey Winters: and his opponent……Weighing in at 200 pounds, hailing from Hell's Kitchen, New York, he is The Ultraviolent Nightmare... KUK KILLLSWITTTCHHH!
["In Ashes They Shall Reap" By Hatebreed begins to play and Kuk Killswitch barely makes it through the back curtains. MPW Officials are trying to stop him as he pushes them away.]
Thomas Simon: Ladies and gentlemen it appears as if Kuk Killswitch is going against medical advice and he is determined to face Jake Cage here tonight despite being hit by a car a mere 24 hours ago!
[Kuk limps very slowly down the ramp. He is heavily bandaged in his mid section and his knees. Bruises are clearly shown on his body and there is a fresh road rash on his left cheek. Kuk very slowly climbs up the steps and enters the ring. The ref and Jake Cage don’t know what to make of this. Kuk is yelling at the ref to ring the bell and he won’t. Kuk grabs the ref by the collar and yells at him………]
Kuk Killswitch: RING THE FUCKING BELL NOW!
[The ref signals for the bell and the match gets underway. The crowd has an uneasy feel to it as Kuk is urging Cage to bring it on. Cage looks hesitant and finally agrees to a tie up. Kuk and Cage attempt to come together but as Kuk raises his arms up to tie up he grimaces in pain pulling them back down. Cage turns around shaking his head and motions for a microphone.]
Jake Cage: Look I know this may seem weird coming from me but seriously Kuk…..we can do this another time. You got hit by a car for God sakes……Just……
[Kuk snatches the microphone from Cage.]
Kuk Killswitch: If I want your sympathy I’d read a hallmark card! I’ve been in this business too long kid! I’ve seen guys like you come and go! I’ll be damned if I lay down here just because I was hit by a car. Fact is I don’t need to be at one hundred percent to beat you Jake…….because in your mind I already have.
[Kuk goes to hit Jake with the microphone but it’s blocked as he kicks him in the mid section sending Killswitch hobbling over. Jake shrugs his shoulders and then nails Kuk with a forearm shot across his lower back. Kuk falls to the mat and Cage goes for a quick cover which is instantly kicked out by Kuk. Cage is not his usual joking self as he helps Kuk to his feet. Cage sends Kuk across the ring smashing into the awaiting turnbuckle. Pain is shown across Kuk’s face as he has a sly smile from it as well. Cage charges across the ring and jumps up nailing a jumping body splash that crumbles the Ultraviolent Nightmare.]
Thomas Simon: This is painful to watch. Cage was right Kuk does not have to wrestle tonight.
Bob Herman: It looks as if Cage is hesitant to do anything.
[Cage drags Kuk’s body away from the ropes and goes for a quick cover but a kick out at TWO! Cage in on his knees still conflicted if he should or should not continue. Cage grabs Kuk by his hair and left shoulder raising him to his feet. He lines up for a big right hand but does not follow through. He lets Kuk go as the hardcore vet staggers on his feet.]
Bob Herman: Look at this the village idiot suddenly has a heart of gold. I’m still waiting for Cage to whip out a piece of bread or something and slap some jam on it.
Thomas Simon: What? Where would? Nevermind………it’s clear as day Bobo just why he isn’t fighting Kuk. It’s because he knows Kuk is absolutely no condition to fight tonight. Cage is doing the right thing…..Cage is………wait…….he’s leaving the ring.
[Cage climbs out of the ring as the crowd boos a bit while others applaud. Cage shakes his head no and tugs at his beard seemingly conflicted on his thoughts. He shakes his head ‘NO’ and turns around walking up the ramp. Kuk has collapsed to his knees as anger is now shown across his face. The ref begins his ten count as Cage stops halfway up and turns around to look at Kuk kneeling in the ring weaving back and forth. Cage sees the ref counting.]
1…….
2………
3………..
4…………
5…………..
6……………...
[Cage slowly backs up the ramp as the ref continues the count.]
7………………..
8……………………
9………………………
[Kuk is yelling at Cage to get back in the ring as Cage has now stopped atop the ramp looking at the ring and then turns back around and gets nailed across the head with a chair from Johnny Clash.]
10!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Honey Winters: The winner of this match as result of a countout…………….KUK KILLSWITCCHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
["In Ashes They Shall Reap" By Hatebreed begins to play as Kuk is livid in the ring and attacks the ref. Kuk in a blind rage locks in a kimura lock as the ref is screaming in pain. Officials slide into the ring and try to pull Kuk off but can’t as he pushes through and breaks the referee’s arm. Kuk breaks the hold as the officials check on the ref. Kuk sits himself in the corner surveying the damage he has caused. Back onto the top of the stage Cage is still out and Clash tosses the chair to the side. Clash helps Cage up and pulls his face in. Blood is slowly coming from Cage’s forehead as Clash yells. “AND THIS IS FOR MY TESTICLES YOU BEARDED FUCK!” Clash puts cage between his legs and lifts him up then flips him sending the Real FN Deal crashing to the steel stage with a nasty Bloodline. Clash gets up and has sickening look of satisfaction on his face. He then reaches into his pocket and pulls out a black sharpee. Clash bends over and autographs Cage’s back. Clash gives him one last boot to the head.]
Thomas Simon: So much carnage in the ring and out…..fans we need to take a commercial break we will be right back.
“For years a dark shadow has been cast over professional wrestling. A shadow in which the most popular guy is somebody who doesn’t have the talent. Somebody who uses the same five moves to win every match, and on the rare occasion throwing in something different.”
Are the first words from the darkness as the scene switches from live, to a prerecorded vignette. Instead of in the slam packed arena for MPW’s Step Up, with the lights on and fans screaming and cheering for numerous wrestlers or booing for others, the arena is empty, and dark.
The MPW crew had just finished setting up the wrestling ring for the next nights Step Up and only four lone figures were standing in the darkness. Even though the figures where in the dark you could tell they were standing tall and proud. Confident and well aware of what was about to happen. Well aware of what they as a whole were about to unleash on the wrestling world, when the same voice can be heard speaking again.
“For years wrestling promotions have sat back and laughed as they shoved unwanted wrestlers down our throats. Or they shoved half ass thought out groups at us over and over again, beating the idea until it’s like a rotting carcass being picked apart by vultures.”
Suddenly, a single spotlight comes on, illuminating a well-built man wearing an Italian silk made black suit with a red shirt and a silver tie. His hands resting in his pocket as the rest of the figures backed up against the far ropes and the man in the suit started to talk again.
“On the rare occasion wrestling companies have gotten groups right and they have worked. They have changed the way we view wrestling as a entirety. Groups like The 4 Horsemen, The Sins, Evolution, D-Generation X, and hell even the good old Main Event Mafia was genius in the beginning. All these groups had experience and talent, but the one thing they lacked, was somebody to keep them focused on the goal that brought them all together. They became too lax. They became unorganized and too big.”
As the well dressed and calm man in the suit stopped talking he finally turned and faced directly towards the camera and spoke one last time before the scene faded out.
“My name is Matt Ward, and I’m going to guide the wrestling world out of the shadows of stupidity and unneeded talentless hacks being shoved down our throats. Millennium Pro Wrestling, change is coming. Wrestling has burned to the ground, and now, the phoenix is rising up from the ashes and a new day has dawned upon us.
Match 2:
Tony McNair vs. Nytrus
Tony McNair vs. Nytrus
[The sound of "Stricken" by Disturbed makes the fans jump out of their seats and boo. Brandon Nytrus walks out from the curtain and stops in the center of the stage, looking out to the fans.
Announcer: From South Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 272 pounds...he is 'The Hardcore Icon'...Brrrandon, Nytrus!
Nytrus slowly walks down towards the ring, eyes locked on (his opponent or the ring itself, based on situation). He halts himself at the bottom of the ramp and takes a long look at the arena in front of him. He then walks towards the steel steps, slowly taking his time up each step.
Once through the second rope, he finds the nearest turnbuckle and grabs it. He looks down before he hops up onto the second rope. He lifts his head up and opens his eyes. Looking around the arena at the people. He hops down and anticipates his opponent]
["Sound of Madness" by Shinedown plays out across the arena, blue lazers and green lights flashing in time with the intro's drum hits. The song's opening lyrics begin...]
"Yeeaah I get it you're an outcast, always under attack, always comin' in last, bringin' up the past. No one owes you anything. I think, you need a shotgun blast, a kick in the ass, so paranoid, WATCH YOUR BACK!"
[The intro ends and out walks Tony McNair from behind the curtain. He looks around from the stage at the roaring crowd and can't suppress his smile, instead hiding it behind a sideways grin. Tony adjusts his elbow pads, checks his wrist tape and begins storming down to the ring as the lyrics begin.]
Announcer: "From Baltimore, Maryland...weighing in at two hundred and seventy pounds...."The Chaos Campaign" TOOOOONY......MCNAAAAIIIIIL!!!"
[Tony speedily walks up the ring steps and into the ring where he immediately jumps up onto the nearest second turnbuckle. He looks around at the crowd and then throws both fists into the air, a loud crack of blue pyro going off on the lighting rigging overhead. Tony lowers his fists and nods his head to the music before jumping down and standing in the corner, anxiously awaiting the ring bell.]
[As the bell rings both men explode towards each other exchange wild left and rights, Nytrus using his advantage in size to drive Mcnair back to the ropes and sending him running with the irish whip. McNair ducks a clothesline on the rebound and continues of the other side right into a big boot from Brandon Nytrus. The Hardcore Icon follows up grabbing McNairs head as he rises and locking in a front headlock going for a DDT, but Tony powers through punching Brandon Nytrus back first into the turnbuckle]
[Both men stagger out of the corner, Brandon Nytrus holding his back as he goes after Tony McNair, who catches him with a heavy right, he follows up with another, before taking to the ropes and launching himself at Brandon Nytrus with a shoulderblock, taking the big man down]
[The Chaos Campaign rolls to the outside, and ducks under the ring, producing a table, he slides it into the ring. The crowd pop and McNair wanders over to ringside and asks fans for weapons. As he returns to the ring he brings, a chair, a crutch and a sign]
Inside the ring Brandon Nytrus stands smirking as he look at the spectacle. Tony McNair shouts “You get what you ask for!” as he slides the weapons into the ring and follows. McNair is met by a boot from Nytrus as he enters, Brandon stomps away on his opponent trying to gain advantage here. The big man grabs the crutch and starts hammering it down over Tony McNairs back, before wrapping it around his throat and dragging him back up to a vertical position. Brandon places the crutch against Tony's face and traps him with his leg, driving McNair face first into the crutch and mat with a front russian lesweep.]
[The Chaos Campaign rolls around holding his face, as Nytrus slowly rises parading around and taunting his opponent. Tony McNair slowly gets up, bllod running down his face, as he takes a couple of wild swings hitting nothing but air]
[The Hardcore Icon picks up a chair and stalks his wobbly, he slowly moves in from behind raising the chair over his head. He moves in, but is stop dead in his tracks by a Mule kick from McNair. Brandon Nytrus drops the chair and falls to his knees as Tony slowly moves over and starts working him over with some brutal rights to the face. Suddenly McNair springs for the ropes and nailing a beautiful front dropkick to the kneeling Nytrus. Wisely Brandon rolls to the outside as Tony McNair grabs the chair, Nytrus looking to use the time to get his barrings, but he is cut down as McNair comes flying through the ropes with a Suicide Dive. Both men are rolling around on the outside slowly rising, but The Chaos Campaign is the first back up, he walks over landing few shots to the head of Brandon Nytrus, before whipping him hard into the guardrail. Nytrus roars in pain as he goes back first into the steel barrier, slumping down against it, McNair takes aim and charges, landing a big boot to the face of Nytrus.]
[Tony smirks as he looks down at his fallen opponent, he grabs a handfull of hair and drags Nytrus to his feet once again sending him running, this time into the ringpost and Brandon Nytrus hits with a sick thud and falls backwards. Right into the waiting McNair, who goes for the backdrop, but Nytrus counters with a hard elbow to McNairs bloody face, one more, Nytrus acting more out of reflex and instinct as he lands a third back elbow forcing Tony McNair to let go off him.]
[Both men stagger around on the outside, staring at each other before exploding towards each other with a wild frenzy of punches. McNair getting the better of the exchange as he goes to the inside with a knee lift to the midsection of his opponent. He grabs Nytrus by the head and once more drags him over to the guardrail looking to slam his head down on it. But Nytrus counters blocking Tony's attempt by holding on to the fence and landing an elbow to McNairs body, before slamming McNairs head into the barricade of steel. Tony McNair falls down on his back, but Nytrus isnt finished as he slowly drags him back up to his feet and scoops him up on his shoulder, dropping McNair chest first onto the steel. Tony McNair bounces of and down on the floor clutching his chest. Brandon Nytrus looks on smirking as tries to gain his breath.]
[Brandon takes his time as he walks over to the fallen McNair, he lands a couple of hard boots to Tony's chest smirking as he sees their effects. McNair is rolling around reeling for air as Nytrus slowly drags him to his feet and rolls him into the ring. Brandon quickly goes under the ring grabbing another chair before entering the ring. Inside Tony is on his way up, but is met with a chairshot to the back, he arches his bac in pain as he staggers forward, Nytrus follows swinging the chair for yet another shot. This time Tony manages to avoid the hit, Brandon turns towards him and tries again without luck. McNair lands a hard kick to the knee of Nytrus, and one more, he keeps up almost dancing around Brandon Nytrus landing kick after kick before leveling the big man with a clothesline. Tony grabs the chair and continues the assault on the fallen Nytrus, landing multiple chairshots to the knee and back of the big man. Brandon tries to roll out of the way, but to no avail as McNair keeps up the chair attack, before dragging his opponent back to his feet. Tony places the chair right under Brandon's chin and slams it down driving it into the throat of Brandon Nytrus, who falls to the mat holding his throat reeling and gasping for air. McNair quickly goes for the cover]
[...1...2... Kickout by Nytrus, Frustrated Tony slams the mat, before rising, looking to the fans and signaling for The McNair. He slowly walks over to his opponent grabbing Nytrus by the head and forcing him to the up right, but before he can capitalize Nytrus goes for the eyes. Tony stumbles back wards and is caught by a massive falling clothesline from Brandon. Swiftly Nytrus rolls to his feet, a little blood running down from a busted lip, he wipes it off with the back of his hand, before once again going for the chair. He moves slowly picking up the chair and slamming it over the back of the stirring McNair, he staggers over and squeezes it in between the second and third turnbuckle, before kicking the other chair into place in the center of the ring. Tony is again on his way back up, as Nytrus grabs him and scoops him up. Brandon takes a few steps back and charges the chair in the corner driving McNair back into the corner and follows through slamming him on the chair in the middle of the ring]
[...1...2... Tony shoots his shoulder up in the last second, Nytrus cant believe it forcing him back into the pin ...1...2... again McNair gets out in the last second. Brandon looks furious as he springs to his feet and walks over to the corner. Nytrus takes his time removing the padding on the top turnbuckle, before returning to grab Tony and drag him to the corner. Nytrus lands a couple of shots to the staggering Tony McNair, before pointing at the corner and doing a cut throat motion. He lands a knee to the gut of McNair, who doubles over, quickly Nytrus hoist him up for a powerbomb onto the exposed corner. McNair suddenly comes back to life, hammering Brandon Nytrus forehead with lefts and rights, Nytrus staggers backwards finally falling down on his back. McNair lands on top of Brandon Nytrus, going for the pin]
[...1...2 McNair jumps off and shakes his head. He points to the exposed turnbuckle and the fans pop, slowly he gets Nytrus back to his feet and goes to whip him, but Nytrus refuses using his power to stay in place. McNair tries again, but Nytrus doesn't move.]
[The Hardcore Icon launches himself towards Tony McNair with a clothesline, but Tony quickly reacts avoiding the blow and catching Nytrus and setting up for the McNair. Brandon lands an elbow to the side of his opponents head to prevent the move and powers out pushing Tony McNair into the exposed corner. Tony stagers back and turns SPEAR, Nytrus levels him with his finisher
...1...2...3...ding ding ding
Honey Winters: Here is your winner.. NYTRUS!
Thomas Simon: Nytrus keeping McNair’s losing streak alive!
Bob Herman: What a waste of life that McNair is ugh!
“For years I watched as the sport I loved grew darker and darker. I watched the business I wanted to break into when I got older become more about the soap opera atmosphere then showcasing talented wrestlers.”
Are heard echoing through the darkness as the scene switches from live, to a prerecorded vignette. Instead of in the slam packed arena for MPW’s Step Up, with the lights on and fans screaming and cheering for numerous wrestlers or booing for others, the arena is empty, and dark.
The MPW crew had just finished setting up the wrestling ring for the next nights Step Up and only four lone figures were standing in the darkness. Even though the figures where in the dark you could tell they were standing tall and proud. Confident and well aware of what was about to happen. Well aware of what they as a whole were about to unleash on the wrestling world, when the young voice can be heard speaking again.
“For years promoters stopped catering to the fans and the viewers. They started putting less wrestling into their shows and more bullshit that didn’t belong in wrestling then, and even today to me, isn’t nearly as important as the story being told by talented wrestlers in the squared circle.”
Much like before, three of the four figures stepped further into the shadows as a spotlight shown bright on the one man standing tall and proud in the dead middle of the ring. His red hair spiked with black tips. He had on a black t-shirt with an image of him and the words “The Xquizite One” on it. He was wearing black wrestling shorts and black boots. His arms reaching out as he resumed talking
“The Wrestling world needs a change alright. A change that no promoter will be able to think of. A change that no old school wrestler will be able to kick start. Wrestling needs a change that only the future legends of this business can bring to it. Wrestling needs to be reminded about its early days. The days when it was more important about what was happening in the ring and not backstage”
The young man steps up closer to the camera, a wide cocky smirk spread across his lips as he speaks one last time, looking directly into the eyes of all of the wrestling fans around the world.
“My name is Justin Underwood. I am ‘The Xquizite One’ and I’m going to battle my way through the rankings of MPW and destroy all of the talentless wrestlers that have been overhyped since they got here. I am going to rise straight to the top and prove to the world, that wrestling isn’t a male soap opera, but an art form. The world has the habit of making room for the man whose words and actions show that he knows where he is going. A new day has dawned upon us…
The scene fades to darkness as the spotlight is dimmed and the cameras switch back to the live feed of Step Up
Match 3:
Frost vs. Ash Soulsfate
Frost vs. Ash Soulsfate
[The lights go out, and the stage fills with green, and out comes Ash in a white wife beater, torn jeans, black tapped from hand to forearm, one black elbow pad on the right side. Walks at a comfortable pace, smirking most of the time, depending on his opponent. He rolls into the ring, and goes to the corner and props his self up on the corner turnbuckle awaiting his opponent.]
[The lights dim through out the arena as alone spot light hits the entrance ramp as "Devils Never Cry" By Coal Chamber begins blasting out from the PA sound system. As The music picks up a piercing white light flickers on and lights up the isle way, out walks a hood figure, the figure stands underneath the white light as the ring announcer announces his name.
Ring Announcer: Coming from St. Johns Newfoundland, he weighs in at 233 pounds and stands 6'0" he is Frrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrost!!!!
Once his name is heard he removes his hood, and begins to walk on down to the ring wasting no time he walks on up the steel steps, he then begins to climb into the ring, he climbs atop a turn buckle and does a few taunts as he wilds up the crowd at ringside as he awaits for his opponent to come on out.]
[The bell rings and the two men circle each other, Frost attacks with a clothesline, but Soulfate takes him down with a droptoehold. Both quickly rolls to their feet, Frost is charges agin, this time he is send to the mat with a Firemans Carry takedown. Frost scramble to his feet, while Ash slowly rises with a smirk playing on his lips. Frost attacks with a kick, but Soulfate catches the foot and ducks under the Enzuigiri. Frost rolls to his feet only to be send back down with an Dragon Whip from Soulfate. Ash quickly springs back to his feet and into the ropes, as he bounces of he drops into a slide catching the rising Frost with a clothesline.]
[Ash Soulfate slowly rises and brushes off his clothes, mocking the rising Frost, Ash moves over and drags him the rest of the way up and whipping him into the ropes, catching frost with a Hurricarana on the rebound, wrapping him up in a pinning predicament]
[...1...2... Frost powers out, Soulfate not looking overly impressed, swiftly jumps to his feet and launches himself on and off the second rope catching Frost a crossbody. Ash rolls through and up to a standing position, grabbing the rising frost by the hair and forcing him up, and sending him into the corner. Soulfate squashes Frost into the corner with a clothesline, before driving his shoulder into the gut of his opponent. Finally Soulfate stops his attack and Frost sinks down in the corner, Ash sets into motion landing a big corner slingshot dropkick, he rolls backwards out of the corner and up on his feet only to once more launch himself at Frost, cruching him with a Canonball Senton]
Slowly Ash gets back to his feet and smirks as he looks down at his opponent. Taking his time he walks over and drags Frost out of the corner and up to his feet. Soulfate signals for the end and lifts his opponent up in the argentine backbreakerrack, again the smirk lights up his face as he yells out Adios Motherfucker and flips Frost into a cutter. Ash goes for the cover
...1...2...3 ding ding ding
Honey Winters: Here is your winner, ASH SOULSFATE!!
Thomas Simon: An impressive debut by Ash Soulsfate, can’t wait to see more of him when TNT rolls around!
[[The scene begins in blackness. You can barely make out some shapes, but it’s hard to figure out what they are though. You can hear voices in the dark though. Mostly giggling and moans of…….of…….well let’s just say some people are bumping uglies. This goes on for a few seconds until a door is open up and light fills some parts of the room. A figure comes walking through the door and speaks into the darkness.]]
Man: “Honey! I’m home!”
[[The figure flips on the lights to illuminate the room. As the lights are turn on, we can see it’s a bedroom, a little bit more on the fancy side. The man at the door looks at the bed and raises an eyebrow as there seems to be a commotion going on underneath the sheets. Suddenly Kurt Newman, with a lipstick kiss on his right cheek, pops his head out of the covers and looks confused as he looks at the man on the other side of the room.]]
Kurt Newman: “Board member Thomas?”
Board Member Thomas: “Newman! What the hell you doing in my bed?”
[[Kurt gives an ‘Oh shit’ expression on his face as he tries to tie everything together.]]
Kurt Newman: “Your bed?”
[[Suddenly, an older looking female, more in her 40’s, pops her head out from underneath the covers and is as shocked as Kurt to find the man.]]
Older Female: “Steve! I thought you weren’t coming back till next week?”
Kurt Newman: “Wait……you two know each other?”
Board Member Thomas: “She’s my wife!”
[[Before Kurt can say another word, another female pokes her head out. This one is a lot younger than the other female in the bed; let’s say in her early 20’s. She has an even bigger shocked look on her face as she sees the man in the room.]]
Younger Girl: “Daddy?”
Kurt Newman: “Daddy!”
[[Before Kurt can say another word, yet another females head pops out. This time, it’s a sexy Mexican with a duster in hand. She, like the others, is shocked to find Thomas in the room.]]
Mexican Female: “Mr. Thomas!.......I was…..uh…….cleaning the bed.”
[]
Kurt Newman: “Soooooo……ummmm……..did you want to join?”
[[Before Kurt can react, Thomas jumps on the bed and begins to choke out Kurt by placing his hands around Kurt’s neck. The females in the bed try to pull Thomas off but to no avail as Kurt tries to grasp for breath.]]
Kurt Newman: “This is probably a bad time to ask for a raise then?”
[[Thomas is even more ticked off now as he applies the pressure more as the scene cuts to the announcers skybox where Bob and Tom are laughing]]
Bob Herman: Only Newman can get himself in to these situations
Thomas Simon: I wonder how he will get out of this one!
Match 4:
The Enigmatic Creature vs. Ian Andrews
The Enigmatic Creature vs. Ian Andrews
[[The Enigmatic Creature’s music hits as he starts walking down the ramp. He slaps fans hands and smiles]]
Honey Winters: Now making his way to the ring....
[[Just as Honey begins to speak, Ian Andrews runs down the ramp and attacks Andrews from behind]]
Bob Herman: Oh! Look at that, here comes Andrews!
Thomas SImon: He’s taking Enigmatic Creature out before the match even starts!
[[Andrews takes the head of TEC and throws him in to the steel steps. TEC lays on the mat outside holding his head. Andrews smiles at the fans and spins around with his arms out. He takes TEC and tosses him in to the ring. He follows in and tells the referee to call for the bell. TEC hobbles up and Andrews chops his chest and goes for the Andrews Effect. He hits it and he stands over TEC smiling. He pins]]
1.....2......3!
Honey Winters: Here is your winner... Ian ANDREWS!
[[Ian stares down at The Enigmatic Creature smiling when he snaps and begins stomping on him. He mounts him and begins punching. The referee tells him to stop but instead Andrews takes the arm of TEC and puts him in a cross arm breaker. TEC is screaming in pain and the referee can’t get Andrews off him. TEC is tapping out and screaming but Andrews won’t let up. Finally more referee’s run in to the ring and pry Andrews off of TEC. They huddle around TEC as he holds his arm and Lies Greed Misery by Linkin Park hits and Andrews heads back up the ramp]]
Thomas Simon: It looks like The Enigmatic Creature is hurt..
Bob Herman: Andrews looked phenomenal in there, I am proud of our new comers tonight.
Thomas Simon: Speaking of new comers, Up next Jayde Brooklyn makes her debut. But first.. Let’s take a look backstage where Jay Wyatt is standing by with Christian Carter.
Jasy Wyatt: Thanks Tom, Christian tonight is one of the biggest nights in your pro wrestling career.. Are you ready for this challenge?
Christian Carter: I was born ready Jay, this is my moment to shine and to prove to the world that I, Christian Carter still got it. I am about to show the crowd why I am known as...
[[Apostle Kried steps in the screen. The crowd cheers for Kried as him and Carter stand face to face]]
Apostle Kried: Twisted Chaos? Yeah we know Christian we have heard it before. You also said the same thing last week when you faced me and I beat you. The same thing is going to happen tonight and mark my words, I will walk away with the Sin City championship.
[[Primal steps in to the screen to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Christian and Kried stare each other down and Primal snaps them out of it]]
Primal: Well guys, neither of you have to worry about that because well, I’m going to win and become the next Sin City Champion. So how about you both just don’t even show up tonight and award me the Championship.
Christian Carter: You will have to pry that title out of my dead cold hands old man. I think you should both move over and let a real athlete work. And that athlete is me.
Apostle Kried: We will see about that.
[[Kried shakes his head and walks away from Carter who than stares down Primal. Primal smiles at Carter and also walks away]]
Jay Wyatt: Thank you for your time Christian, good luck tonight.
Match 5:
Jayde Brooklyn vs. Jamal
Jayde Brooklyn vs. Jamal
Honey Winters: This match is scheduled for one fall! In the ring, from
[[As the lights go dim through the arena. Fog covers the runway and the sound of “ Guilty by Design” by Rev Theory begins to play through the speakers. Out steps Jayde Brooklyn and the crowd cheers for her. ]]
Honey Winters: Making her debut from Knoxville, TN... Jayde Brooklyn!
[[She takes off walking towards the ring. She steps up on the ring apron black confetti and silver sparks burst out of one turnbuckle and pink confetti and silver sparks comes out from another. Jayde enters the ring and walks dead center and stops. She looks through the crowd and then hops upon the turnbuckle and raises her arms]]
Bob Herman: Wow this new girl Jayde is smokin hot! I can get used to this!
Thomas Simon: Let’s see how she does up against Jamal Abdul!
[[The bell rings and Jayde looks out to the crowd who cheers for her. Jamal yells for the crowd to stop but it just makes them continue. Jayde folds her arms and smirks at Jamal. He than rushes towards her. She ducks and he runs in the ropes behind her. She turns around and delivers a spin kick sending him to the mat. She leans in and waits for him to get up. She goes for her finisher but Jamal drops and rolls out of the ring]]
Thomas Simon: Jayde is looking very impressive!
Bob Herman: I wish we were closer to her. I can’t get the full view
[[Jamal walks outside the ring as the referee starts counting. Jamal turns his back to the ring and yells at some fans in the crowd. Jayde exits the ring and stands on the apron. Jamal turns around and Jayde jumps off with an axe handle. The crowd cheers again and Jayde stands over Jamal. She picks him up and tosses him back in the ring. She follows and Jamal gets up. He attacks Jayde as she enters with fists and drops knees on her shoulder. He stands her up and whips her in to the ropes. He ducks down for a back body drop but Jayde kicks him in the face. She runs off the ropes behind him and delivers a one handed bulldog. Jamal holds his face and Jayde goes for the pin]]
1.....2........
[[Jamal kicks out. Jayde lifts him up and chops his chest. She pushes him to the corner and she chokes him with her boot. The referee counts and makes Jayde break the hold. She runs one last elbow in to Jamal’s head before breaking completely. She allows Jamal to come out of the corner and he walks towards her. She grabs him from the side and delivers a sidewalk slam. She runs off the ropes and hits a somersault egg drop.]]
Thomas Simon: Wow what athleticism by Jayde Brooklyn here!
Bob Herman: Where do I sign up?
Thomas Simon: You use that joke every time theres a female in the ring Bob
Bob Herman: I told Rage not to give me those pills
[[Jayde moves to the corner where she moves to the top turnbuckle. She waits for Jamal to get up and when he does she leaps off and delivers a hurricanrana sending him back down to the mat. The crowd cheers as Jayde stalks him from behind. Jamal turns around and Jayde kicks him in the stomach. She hits the Hard Knocks (Cradle DDT) and goes for the pin]]
1....2.....3!
[[The bell rings]]
Honey Winters: Here is your winner, Jayde Brooklyn!
Thomas SImon: The Knocksville Knockout did it!
Bob Herman: Great debut by Jayde Brooklyn
Thomas Simon: Let’s see what’s going on with Kurt Newman and the board of directors!
[[The scene cuts back to Kurt Newman, as sexy as usual, pacing back and forth in front of a door. On the side of the door reads Board of Directors Room. Kurt stops his pacing as Jay Wyatt comes into the scene with a microphone in hand.]]
Jay Wyatt: “Mr. Newman? Do you have a second?”
Kurt combs his hand through his hair as he looks at his watch.
Kurt Newman: “Yeah, I got some time.”
Jay Wyatt: “Kurt, there’s been rumors swirling around in the back that you had sex with one of the board members wife, daughter, maid, and dog. Do you have any comments with this rumor?”
[[Kurt cracks a little smile as he response.]]
Kurt Newman: “Yeah, that’s true……accept for the dog! He smelled the peanut butter in the room that we were using and it got weird after that.”
Jay Wyatt: “Peanut Butter?”
Kurt Newman: “Don’t worry about it. Anyways I was at a bar. She came by, started talking, and we hit it off pretty well. One thing led to another and shit happen. If I knew she was married to one of the board members, then I would have stayed away from the whole situation. She didn’t even have a ring on, so how this is my fault I don’t know. I’m being evaluated by the board members right now to see if any actions will be taken place against me. I’ll be having my say though.”
Jay Wyatt: “Is your CEO job in jeopardy then?”
Kurt Newman: “Who knows really? I’ll be fighting for every inch to keep my job here in MPW and my CEO job. I mean I’ve done so much here in MPW since I took the CEO job. Before I showed up, the company was only staying together by bubble gum, tooth picks, and paper clips. We were in so much dept that it was as worst as the economy is here in the States. We were losing sponsors left and right and we were about to close the doors here in MPW if we didn’t change the course. I came in, got sponsors, fixed the pay roll, hired better employees, and made TV deals that made us millions. We now have a surplus, MPW is as better as it’s been since opening day, and everyone is making more money for the things that I’ve done. If they want to fire me over a mistake then they’ll be making the biggest mistake in their lives.”
[[Kurt stops talking when the sound of hand clapping can be heard. Kurt turns his head and looks over at Bill Adams clapping away. Titan stands behind Bill, staring a hole through Kurt. Bill stops clapping as he stands inches away from Kurt’s face. Kurt gives a slight smile as he begins to add everything up in his head.]]
Kurt Newman: “You were behind this weren’t you, you fat piece of shit?”
Bill Adams: “Well if I couldn’t outwit you in the ring, then why not beat you with your only weakness in life: Women. It’s not my fault Kurt Jr. down there has a bigger influence on your life than your common sense.”
Kurt Newman: “Well it’s going to be Kurt Jr. smacking you around after I get done talking to the board…….no homo……..but if I do get fired from the CEO job, I hope you actually do your job around here and not burn MPW to the ground with your stupidity.”
[[The tension is broken when the door to Board of Directors room opens and a female pokes her head out.]]
Female: “The board will see you now Mr. Newman.”
[[Bill has an evil smile on his face as he waves goodbye to Kurt. Kurt just turns around and makes his way into the room to see his fate. The scene cuts back as Kurt walks out of the Board of Directors room with a calm look on his face. He closes the door behind him and leans on the door as he breathes in deeply and looks up at the ceiling. He stays there for a few seconds before turning to his right and is about to walk back to his locker room, but stops has he bumps into Bliss. The two former lovers, now heated rivals, look at each other eye to eye. The two stay silent, both remembering one another, through the good times and the bad times, as an acquired aroma fills the space between the two. After a few seconds of this, Bliss breaks the silence as she addresses Kurt.]]
Bliss: “Kurt.”
Kurt Newman: “Bliss.”
Bliss: “Can you let go of my boobs.”
[[The camera spans back to find that Kurt does in fact have his hands on her boobs. It was more of a self-defense response to bring his hands up when he ran into her. ]]
Kurt Newman: “Have they’ve gotten bigger?”
[[Bliss quickly slaps Kurt’s hands away from her boobs in response. Kurt quickly sooths his hands for comfort as Bliss continues the conversation.]]
Bliss: “So what did management say? You fired or you staying?”
[[Disappointment consumes Kurt’s face now as he sticks his hands in his pocket.]]
Kurt Newman: “Well it didn’t help my cause that I slept with the Top board members wife, daughter, and maid. I’m not fired though but I’m no longer the CEO of MPW.”
Bliss: “Back to wrestling then?”
Kurt Newman: “Yeah.”
Bliss: “Well that’s too bad Kurt because you were doing such a crappy job of being the CEO here. I’ll see you down the road Kurt.”
[[Bliss motions that she’s going to walk away; Kurt stops her though by sticking his arm out and stopping her.]]
Kurt Newman: “Yeah……about that. Because I was under contract for my job as CEO of MPW, management couldn’t fire me without giving me an ass load of money, which MPW doesn’t have enough, and they didn’t want to get sued out of the ass by my lawyers. So they gave me some offers for me to drop my role as CEO of MPW. So they’re going to give me an awesome Gift bag, a life supply of JY Jelly, and a gift card for Hooters. I tried to also get a World Title shot, but they couldn’t give me a World Title Shot. But…….they gave me the next best thing.”
[[Bliss turns white as a ghost as Kurt moves his hand from Blisses chest, all the way down to the North American Title around her waist. ]]
Bliss: “Oh no.”
Kurt Newman: “I’ll see you at Fusion baby.”
[[Kurt slaps Bliss on the ass before walking away, leaving Bliss speechless. ]]
Thomas Simon: Wow big news from Kurt Newman there! He’s back on our roster!
Bob Herman: We should send him back to London, it was great not having him around
Thomas Simon: Coming up next folks, our main event of the evening! We hope you are ready because the Step Up/Sin City Champion is about to be crowned!
Match 5:
STEP UP CHAMPIONSHIP (Sin City Championship)
Three Way Dance
Apostle Kried vs. Christian Carter vs. Primal
STEP UP CHAMPIONSHIP (Sin City Championship)
Three Way Dance
Apostle Kried vs. Christian Carter vs. Primal
[[Red lights start to flicker over the arena, as the the Danish national hymn starts playing as a montage from Denmark is shown with the little mermaid, Hans Christian Anderson and ending with the Danish flag waveing across the screen, suddenly the music starts to distort and the heavy guitars of Metallica's Sad But True fills the arena as blooddripping fangs bite down over the flag spelling out Primal.]]
Honey Winters: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the Sin City Championship! Making his way to the ring first from Copenhagen, Denmark... PRIMAL!
[[As James Hetfield starts singing Primal appears on the top of the ramp, head bowed marching straight ahead. As the last line of the chorus is sung, he explodes down the ramp and slides into the ring, bouncing of the ropes in what seems like a wild rage ending up in the center. He once again bows his head, then suddenly thrust his arms out to each side, throwing his hair back and lets out an animalistic roar fading out with the music. Money by Brian Welch slowly fades in and the crowd immediately erupts in cheers, Yellow spotlights run over the crowd as Kried smashes his way through the curtain and drops to a knee.]
Honey Winters: And his opponent, from Bavaria Germany... The German Adonis, AAAAAAPOSTLLLLE... KRRRRIIIIEEEEED!!!
[[Apostle crosses himself before rising to his feet and throwing his fists out to the side and roaring to the delight of the fans. He turns with his arms still outstretched and walks backwards towards the ring. He pauses about half way to the ring and turns again to face the ring. He hop steps towards the ring and slaps a fans hand before he climbs up on the apron. He rolls his neck around to loosen up before climbing in. He stands in the center of the ring and throws his arms out again, looking straight at the camera this time. He breaks the pose and shifts from foot to foot, shaking his arms, in a last second warm up before the match. He heads into the corner and stares down Primal. Sand Paper by Fozzy kicks on the PA and the crowd cheers. Christian Carter runs out from the curtain and comes to a stop while extending his arms out. He removes his hood and walks down the rest of the way to the ring.]]
Honey Winters: And their opponent, from Phoenix Arizone he is Twisted Chaos... Christian Carter!
[[Christian steps in to the ring and spins around with his arms out. He takes off his hooded vest and throws it outside the ring. He looks at Kried and Primal and breathes in and out. The referee checks on all three men before telling them to fight and rings the bell]]
Thomas Simon: Here we go! This match is going to blow the roof off this place!
Bob Herman: Yeah it’ll blow something
[[The three men look around at each other in fighting stances. Kried looks over at Carter and at the same time they both rush towards Primal and begin throwing punches. They whip him in to the ropes and Kried knocks him down with a clothesline. Carter runs off the ropes and hits a standing 450 on to Primal. He pins him for not even a one count. Primal gets back to his feet]]
Thomas Simon: Remember folks its a three way dance! That means it’s elimination!
[[Kried sits Primal up and puts him in a head lock. Carter runs off the ropes and dropkicks Primal and Kried both down to the mat. Carter stands in the middle of the ring and extends his arms to a huge pop from the fans. Carter goes to the top rope and waits for the two guys to get up. Kried gets up and turns around and Carter jumps off with a cross body. Kried catches him and smiles. Primal kicks out the back leg of Kried and Carter falls on top of him. He rolls off of Kried and jumps up and grabs the head of Primal with his legs and takes him down with a dragon screw. Carter goes to work on Kried with a few punches on the ground. Primal pulls Carter off of him and picks him up. Primal slaps him hard and Carter stumbles back on to his back. Carter looks stunned and stands up. He walks towards Primal and slaps him back. The two start exchanging punches and body chops until Kried stands up. He runs towards them and hits a double shoulder block sending them to the mat. Kried than poses for the fans as they cheer]]
Thomas Simon: These guys want this title bad!
Bob Herman: zzZZZzZZzzZZzzzz wake me when its over
[[Kried grabs on to the ropes and holds on as he plays to the fans. Carter and Primal stand up and look at each other but than at Kried. Kried turns around and they run towards him and clothesline him out of the ring. Primal and Carter begin slugging away on each other and Primal tosses Carter in to the corner. He sends his knees in to Carter’s gut and continues to push. He grabs Carter by the head and tosses him across the ring. Primal walks towards Carter and picks him up again. He lifts him and hits a vertical suplex followed by a pin]]
1.....2....
Thomas Simon: Carter avoids elimination!
[[Primal puts Carter in a sleeper hold on the ground and keeps it on tight. Carter reaches for the ropes but Primal doesn’t allow it. Carter gets to his feet and runs backwards pushing Primal in to the corner. Carter than turns around and kicks Primal in the head with a spin kick. Primal falls forward and Carter grabs the leg. He goes for a figure four leg lock but not before turning around to a big boot from Kried sending him down to the mat.]]
Bob Herman: Kried is back in and Carter just got laid out!
Thomas Simon: Gotta remember that it’s a three way dance!
[[Kried picks up Carter by the throat and lifts him up high in the air. He than slams him down with a sit out bomb. Kried pins Carter]]
1....2.....
[[Carter kicks out and Kried stands up and watches out for Primal. Primal rushes towards Kried but Kried ducks it and Primal catches Carter with a running knee sending him outside the ring. Primal and Kried square off and look out in to the crowd who comes alive seeing the two big men come face to face]]
Thomas Simon: Oh man things are about to heat up, the big guys are squaring up!
Bob Herman: What? I didn’t hear you? Oh theres a match going on?
[[The two match up for a test of strength and it seems evenly matches. Primal than steps on Krieds foot and pokes his eyes. Kried turns around holding his eyes and Primal picks him up and delivers a body slam followed by a leg drop. He picks Kried up and whips him in to the ropes. Kried springs back and Primal attempts a clothesline as does Kried. Neither man moves. And they both bounce off opposite ropes and attempt the clothesline again. Once again neither man moves an inch]]
Bob Herman: it’s like two brick walls colliding
[[Kried and Primal begin arguing but than Carter jumps on to the apron and springboards with a double drop kick sending Primal and Kried staggering back. Carter than runs off the ropes towards the two and avoids a double clothesline. He ducks under them and springboards on the opposite ropes with a moonsault landing on Kried who catches him again. Carter slips out and rolls up Kried for a pin]]
1.....2.....
[[Kried kicks out but Carter jumps up and delivers a dropkick to him sending Kried back down. Carter stands up and Primal flips him with a clothesline. Primal than waits in the corner. Kried gets to his feet slowly and Primal moves in and sets him up. He hits the Primal Roast! Primal than covers Kried!]]
1......2......3!!!
Thomas Simon: He got him!
Honey Winters: Apostle Kried has been eliminated!
[[Primal laughs as Kried rolls out of the ring holding his back. He turns around and is met with a jumping enziguri from Carter to a huge pop from the crowd. Carter than kicks Primal in the gut. He sets him up between his legs and hits the Combustable Element! He rolls on to Primal hooking the leg]]
1......2.........3!!
[[The bell rings and Christian Carter’s jaw drops as he is in shock he put Primal away. The crowd comes alive and gets on their feet. The referee hands Christian the belt as he stares at it. Primal rolls out of the ring]]
Thomas Simon: HE DID IT! CHRISTIAN CARTER WON THE TITLE!
Bob Herman: Wow! I didn’t expect that one at all. Good win for Carter, I have to admit it!
Honey Winters: Here is your winner and NEWW MPW Sin City Champion.. Christian CARTER!
[[Christian drops to his knees and stares down at the title as a tear trickles down his face. He than stands up and holds the belt up for the fans and lets out a scream. Kried watches from the outside of the ring disappointed as Primal has an angry look on his face. ]]
Thomas Simon: ladies and gentlemen history has been made! Get ready for TNT and we will see you on Fusion!! Goodnight!
