Post by Rage (aka NoMercyMaster2001) on Sept 1, 2017 23:42:18 GMT -5
We open in Commissioner Kanyon's office. Mongo walks in.
: Pleasure for you to show up Mongo.
: Excuse me if the owner of this company isn't allowed to party a little bit.
: While you were gone, Mueller postponed the pre-show to today, and he moved the PPV to next Sunday! You need to get him under control!
: I will. Apparently next Sunday.
: So yeah, what about the Xtraction tag match?
: I got some guys lined up...I think.
Kanyon looks over at Mr. Wrestling V. Then back at Mongo.
: Well, if you need someone, I know a guy.
: You do?
: A legend in fact.
: You don't say, where is he?
: Right there.
: Where?
: Uh, the guy in black, with the mask. Mr. Wrestling.
: Oh. I guess he could work.
: Excellent.
We cut to James Mueller in his "office." Magnus is there too.
: Mr. Wrestling? Who the hell is he? Please.
: He does have a V in his name. That's a little scary.
: Whatever man. I don't front.
The door busts open.
: Hey! I want to take Mongo down, why are we waiting a week?
: Pushy pushy. It's all about timing. And messing up his system.
: Whooo!
: We have the U.S. champ and a three former XHF champs on our team, what the hell does Mongo have? Some loser in a mask. We've so got this.
: Indeedily-do we do.
: Man, shut up.
Magnus lowers his head.
: I like you kid. You got moxy.
The scene cuts to the arena.
The lights dim to a black and blue aura, cue the plucking of a guitar, and Serj tankian's voice humming over the PA system.
SO I FELT LIKE THE BIGGEST ASS...HOLE!
Felt like the biggest asshole
when I killed your rock and roll
Mow down the sexy people
Rob Arnold runs out onto the stage to the sound of "Kill Rock 'N' Roll" By System Of A Down. He immediately recognizes the negative heat from the crowd and feeds from it, laughing at them. Smirking as per usual he moves onto the ramp. He pauses half way down and smiles. He then grabs the towel on his head and throws it to the floor, causing three white columns to fly up behind him.
Every time I look in your eyes, every day I'm watching you die
All the thoughts I see in you about how I
Rob walks on down towards the ring and then jogs the final few steps, and placing a knee on the apron. He pauses for another smirk, and then climbs in via the second rope and into the ring.
So I felt like the biggest asshole
(felt like the biggest asshole)
When I killed your rock n roll
(Mow down the sexy people)
Rob walks to a turnbuckle and climbs it, before raising his arms in the air with a smirk. He climbs down, and removes the coat, before moving into the corner of the ring.
Cole: Here comes the European champ!
King: He could soon be a double champ.
*"All about the Benjamins" by Puff Daddy blasts over the P.A. Obsidian walks out eating nachos. He's wearing an expensive looking coat and snazzy sunglasses. GQ comes out behind him, following and strutting. Obsidian walks down to the ring, still eating the nachos and dropping cheese on his jacket. He climbs in the ring and gives a thumbs up to the crowd.*
King: The Champion Killer is here! Rob's got his work cut out for him.
Cole: This should be good.
Title vs. Title Match
Rob Arnold (European Champion) vs. Obsidian (Junior Heavyweight Champion)
The bell rings and Obsidian and Rob Arnold stare down. They meet in the middle of the ring and lock up. Just then "Oppium of the People" hits the P.A. and Mr. X and Pain Jane walk out of the entryway! Rob and Obsidian break the hold and look on as Mr. X walking to the ring and climbs in. He stares down both men. Rob backs up behind Obsidian and shoves him toward Mr. X. Mr. X hits him with a big boot! Mr. X then charges Rob and hits him with a clothesline! The ref rings the bell.
Draw due to interference
Mr. X takes the chain from around his arm and wraps it around his fist. Obsidian is up and gets a vicious shot right to the face! He goes down hard. Rob is up and hits Mr. X from behind with some forearms. Mr. X elbows Rob off of him and then turns around and decks him with the chain as well! Mr. X gets over Rob and punches him a few times in the head until he's bleeding. Mr. X then turns to Obsidian, who's trying to sit up. Mr. X unravels the chain and then wraps it around Obsidian's neck! He's choking Obsidian as Jane looks on from outside, cheering him on. Then, Bongo rushes the ring with a golf club in hand! He slides in and swings it across the back of Mr. X! Mr. X lets go of Obsidian from the pain. Bongo then hits Mr. X over the head. Mr. X falls over and Bongo strikes him across the back. Mr. X rolls out of the ring and Jane helps him to stand.
Cole: Bongo's on a rampage!
King: I've never seen him this way!
Bongo grabs a mic.
: Listen here X! We used to be pals, but this has gone too far! This has to stop, and Mongo's too damn busy to do it himself! So it's time for me to step up and take you out, for good! At Xtraction X, you and me, one on one! In my specialty, a Caddyshack Match!
Mr. X holds his back in pain and looks at Bongo. He smirks and nods. Mr. X leaves as Bongo checks on Rob and Obsidian.
*The lights in the arena go down to black. Suddenly two giant pyros shoot off from either side of the stage as the crowd is slammed into the chorus of Electric Light Orchestras variation on In the Hall of the Mountain King. The Xtreme-Tron looks as if a hole is being burned through it. The burned outline forms a shape, the shape of a bird, suddenly, the entire area of the bird lights up with flames, a phoenix. The letters XHF fall onto the phoenix as the flames continue on with shots of Mongo's career within the phoenix. The song continues as a black bird image emblazoned with XHF is projected onto the ring mat. The letters H and F are projected onto the ramp way. Suddenly, two white flares fire from either side of the entranceway, they cross forming an X. As they sparkle and fizz, Mongo walks out accompanied by his bodyguard Mr. T under the large X above them. Mongo is wearing the Without Remorse Wrestling Federation Phoenix Championship around his waist. Mr. T goes up to the fans and lets them know just how much he pities them as he and Mongo make their way to the ring.*
: Well well well, just a few days from Xtraction, and Mueller's straggling along. Sure, I was away too, but I already got my team. First off, a man you all know and love, you just don't know you love him because he wants to be anonymous, Mr. Wrestling V!
Mr. Wrestling V walks out to no music and just walks directly to the ring.
: Very intimidating you see. Next up, you heard Price earlier, talking his mess about me and all that jive-turkey stuff that he does. Well I got a friend of his on my team, Steve Awesome!
The background noise slowly gives way to a to a cocky alternative guitar riff as Tick, Tick, Boom by The Hives begin to play over the P.A speakers. The lights in the arena fade to a complete darkness and soon a huge lightning bolt style pyro hits the entrance ramp with authority as the song breaks into its main riff and the lights in the arena blink between blue, white, and silver. And as soon as the smoke clears we finally see the man behind the show. Steve Awesome, dressed in a pair of black tights with a blue cross down the right leg and a red heart on the left with the anarchy A symbol in the middle of it and a wicked S that wraps around that. A blue sleeveless trench vest with the same heart symbol on his tights on the back of it and a pair of aviator sunglasses accompanies him to the ring. He stands on the ramp with his arms outstretched in a crucifix pose as a wind effect blows his black hair back.
YEEEAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
YEEEAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
YEEEAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
I was right along!
YEEEAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
YEEEAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
YEEEAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
You come tagging along
The blinking lights stop blinking as a spotlight engulfs the Awesome One as it follows him down to the ring. His trenchvest sparkling in the light as he heads to the ring.
Exhibit A
On a tray
What you say
Ends up thrown in your face
Exhibit B
What you see
Well thats me
Ill put you back in your place
Awesome struts down to the ring, not paying attention to the fans who are below him as he walks down to the ring, jawing about how good he is and how awesome he is as he points to his abs.
Yeah Ive done it before
And I can do it some more
So what you waiting for?
Yeah
I was right all along
Steve grabs the middle rope and pulls himself up onto the apron, turning around and flashing that cocky smirk at all the fans in attendence, as they boo him with all the strength they can muster, but he just brushes it off. Not caring about them in the slightest. He steps into the ring and walks over to the middle and he kneels down on one knee.
You know Ive done it before
And I can do it some more
Ive got my eye on the score
Im gonna cut through the floor
Its too late
Its too soon
Or is it
Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick Boom!!
He raises his arms up and flexes as silver pyro rain from the ceiling and after a few moments he picks up his title and stands up, heading over to the turnbuckle to explain one more time how much better he is then the people in the crowd, or any wrestlers who entered before him and are now standing on the outside of the ring.
Steve takes the mic.
: Pleasure to be on the team boss.
: This kid is going places, especially now. But that's not all, oh no. So Mueller got the U.S. champion, big deal. I can trump that! Ladies and gentlemen, the last two teammates to help me defeat Mueller, the Brotherhood, the Euro and X*Crown champions respectively, Rob Arnold and Snake!
Hoobastanks Out of Control hits and Snake and Rob Arnold emerge from the entryway, both proudly displaying there belts on their shoulders. They make it to the ring.
:rob : We're gonna kick their bloody arses.
: Damn right.
: This is my team. My unbeatable team. Beat that Mueller!
*A ring master stands on a stage. There, behind him, total chaos in a circus setting. Funky music can be heard, as midgets and animals playing around. A man swollows a sword down his throat. Another man blows huge flames into the air. A Big thunderous voice can be heard from the big man on the center stage... making an announcement...
"Step Right up... Step right up Everyone..
Weither you're good or bad... Happy or Sad...
Weither you are an emotional wreck...
or a Blissful Speck in this black hole of an existence... we call life.
Step right up and witness something you will be soon to never forget...
Feast your eyes on the most ferocious fighter that has ever been created...
Built for you by the creator of life and death...
Built for you for you to fulfill the pleasures of pain and suffering...
Step right up... and take a look at the Future... Take a look at The Present...
Take a look.... at James Mueller..."
Mueller stays at the entryway. From behind him comes Magnus, Hardcore Harry, and Price.
: Well, I got my four here. And with a list like this, who really needs a fifth?
Mueller starts to walk to the ring with his team behind him. But he stops close to the ring.
: But see, I'm trying to show you Mongo, that you suck. And that I am a fair man. So I do have a fifth. A man outcasted by this company time and time again. A man that never really got his chance, his break. And I've decided to give him his chance next Sunday. That man...is right behind you.
Suddenly, Mr. Wrestling V gets taken down with a chair shot! From Matt Hicks! Mueller's team slides into the ring and Mongo immediately goes after Mueller. Magnus and Rob Arnold start brawling and Steve and Price are immediately attacking each other. Snake hits Harry a few times and Hicks comes from behind to help Harry.
Cole: Oh my gosh! All hell has broken loose out here!
King: Next Sunday is going to be crazy!
The show fades on the massive brawl.
: Pleasure for you to show up Mongo.
: Excuse me if the owner of this company isn't allowed to party a little bit.
: While you were gone, Mueller postponed the pre-show to today, and he moved the PPV to next Sunday! You need to get him under control!
: I will. Apparently next Sunday.
: So yeah, what about the Xtraction tag match?
: I got some guys lined up...I think.
Kanyon looks over at Mr. Wrestling V. Then back at Mongo.
: Well, if you need someone, I know a guy.
: You do?
: A legend in fact.
: You don't say, where is he?
: Right there.
: Where?
: Uh, the guy in black, with the mask. Mr. Wrestling.
: Oh. I guess he could work.
: Excellent.
We cut to James Mueller in his "office." Magnus is there too.
: Mr. Wrestling? Who the hell is he? Please.
: He does have a V in his name. That's a little scary.
: Whatever man. I don't front.
The door busts open.
: Hey! I want to take Mongo down, why are we waiting a week?
: Pushy pushy. It's all about timing. And messing up his system.
: Whooo!
: We have the U.S. champ and a three former XHF champs on our team, what the hell does Mongo have? Some loser in a mask. We've so got this.
: Indeedily-do we do.
: Man, shut up.
Magnus lowers his head.
: I like you kid. You got moxy.
The scene cuts to the arena.
The lights dim to a black and blue aura, cue the plucking of a guitar, and Serj tankian's voice humming over the PA system.
SO I FELT LIKE THE BIGGEST ASS...HOLE!
Felt like the biggest asshole
when I killed your rock and roll
Mow down the sexy people
Rob Arnold runs out onto the stage to the sound of "Kill Rock 'N' Roll" By System Of A Down. He immediately recognizes the negative heat from the crowd and feeds from it, laughing at them. Smirking as per usual he moves onto the ramp. He pauses half way down and smiles. He then grabs the towel on his head and throws it to the floor, causing three white columns to fly up behind him.
Every time I look in your eyes, every day I'm watching you die
All the thoughts I see in you about how I
Rob walks on down towards the ring and then jogs the final few steps, and placing a knee on the apron. He pauses for another smirk, and then climbs in via the second rope and into the ring.
So I felt like the biggest asshole
(felt like the biggest asshole)
When I killed your rock n roll
(Mow down the sexy people)
Rob walks to a turnbuckle and climbs it, before raising his arms in the air with a smirk. He climbs down, and removes the coat, before moving into the corner of the ring.
Cole: Here comes the European champ!
King: He could soon be a double champ.
*"All about the Benjamins" by Puff Daddy blasts over the P.A. Obsidian walks out eating nachos. He's wearing an expensive looking coat and snazzy sunglasses. GQ comes out behind him, following and strutting. Obsidian walks down to the ring, still eating the nachos and dropping cheese on his jacket. He climbs in the ring and gives a thumbs up to the crowd.*
King: The Champion Killer is here! Rob's got his work cut out for him.
Cole: This should be good.
Title vs. Title Match
Rob Arnold (European Champion) vs. Obsidian (Junior Heavyweight Champion)
The bell rings and Obsidian and Rob Arnold stare down. They meet in the middle of the ring and lock up. Just then "Oppium of the People" hits the P.A. and Mr. X and Pain Jane walk out of the entryway! Rob and Obsidian break the hold and look on as Mr. X walking to the ring and climbs in. He stares down both men. Rob backs up behind Obsidian and shoves him toward Mr. X. Mr. X hits him with a big boot! Mr. X then charges Rob and hits him with a clothesline! The ref rings the bell.
Draw due to interference
Mr. X takes the chain from around his arm and wraps it around his fist. Obsidian is up and gets a vicious shot right to the face! He goes down hard. Rob is up and hits Mr. X from behind with some forearms. Mr. X elbows Rob off of him and then turns around and decks him with the chain as well! Mr. X gets over Rob and punches him a few times in the head until he's bleeding. Mr. X then turns to Obsidian, who's trying to sit up. Mr. X unravels the chain and then wraps it around Obsidian's neck! He's choking Obsidian as Jane looks on from outside, cheering him on. Then, Bongo rushes the ring with a golf club in hand! He slides in and swings it across the back of Mr. X! Mr. X lets go of Obsidian from the pain. Bongo then hits Mr. X over the head. Mr. X falls over and Bongo strikes him across the back. Mr. X rolls out of the ring and Jane helps him to stand.
Cole: Bongo's on a rampage!
King: I've never seen him this way!
Bongo grabs a mic.
: Listen here X! We used to be pals, but this has gone too far! This has to stop, and Mongo's too damn busy to do it himself! So it's time for me to step up and take you out, for good! At Xtraction X, you and me, one on one! In my specialty, a Caddyshack Match!
Mr. X holds his back in pain and looks at Bongo. He smirks and nods. Mr. X leaves as Bongo checks on Rob and Obsidian.
*The lights in the arena go down to black. Suddenly two giant pyros shoot off from either side of the stage as the crowd is slammed into the chorus of Electric Light Orchestras variation on In the Hall of the Mountain King. The Xtreme-Tron looks as if a hole is being burned through it. The burned outline forms a shape, the shape of a bird, suddenly, the entire area of the bird lights up with flames, a phoenix. The letters XHF fall onto the phoenix as the flames continue on with shots of Mongo's career within the phoenix. The song continues as a black bird image emblazoned with XHF is projected onto the ring mat. The letters H and F are projected onto the ramp way. Suddenly, two white flares fire from either side of the entranceway, they cross forming an X. As they sparkle and fizz, Mongo walks out accompanied by his bodyguard Mr. T under the large X above them. Mongo is wearing the Without Remorse Wrestling Federation Phoenix Championship around his waist. Mr. T goes up to the fans and lets them know just how much he pities them as he and Mongo make their way to the ring.*
: Well well well, just a few days from Xtraction, and Mueller's straggling along. Sure, I was away too, but I already got my team. First off, a man you all know and love, you just don't know you love him because he wants to be anonymous, Mr. Wrestling V!
Mr. Wrestling V walks out to no music and just walks directly to the ring.
: Very intimidating you see. Next up, you heard Price earlier, talking his mess about me and all that jive-turkey stuff that he does. Well I got a friend of his on my team, Steve Awesome!
The background noise slowly gives way to a to a cocky alternative guitar riff as Tick, Tick, Boom by The Hives begin to play over the P.A speakers. The lights in the arena fade to a complete darkness and soon a huge lightning bolt style pyro hits the entrance ramp with authority as the song breaks into its main riff and the lights in the arena blink between blue, white, and silver. And as soon as the smoke clears we finally see the man behind the show. Steve Awesome, dressed in a pair of black tights with a blue cross down the right leg and a red heart on the left with the anarchy A symbol in the middle of it and a wicked S that wraps around that. A blue sleeveless trench vest with the same heart symbol on his tights on the back of it and a pair of aviator sunglasses accompanies him to the ring. He stands on the ramp with his arms outstretched in a crucifix pose as a wind effect blows his black hair back.
YEEEAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
YEEEAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
YEEEAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
I was right along!
YEEEAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
YEEEAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
YEEEAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
You come tagging along
The blinking lights stop blinking as a spotlight engulfs the Awesome One as it follows him down to the ring. His trenchvest sparkling in the light as he heads to the ring.
Exhibit A
On a tray
What you say
Ends up thrown in your face
Exhibit B
What you see
Well thats me
Ill put you back in your place
Awesome struts down to the ring, not paying attention to the fans who are below him as he walks down to the ring, jawing about how good he is and how awesome he is as he points to his abs.
Yeah Ive done it before
And I can do it some more
So what you waiting for?
Yeah
I was right all along
Steve grabs the middle rope and pulls himself up onto the apron, turning around and flashing that cocky smirk at all the fans in attendence, as they boo him with all the strength they can muster, but he just brushes it off. Not caring about them in the slightest. He steps into the ring and walks over to the middle and he kneels down on one knee.
You know Ive done it before
And I can do it some more
Ive got my eye on the score
Im gonna cut through the floor
Its too late
Its too soon
Or is it
Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick Boom!!
He raises his arms up and flexes as silver pyro rain from the ceiling and after a few moments he picks up his title and stands up, heading over to the turnbuckle to explain one more time how much better he is then the people in the crowd, or any wrestlers who entered before him and are now standing on the outside of the ring.
Steve takes the mic.
: Pleasure to be on the team boss.
: This kid is going places, especially now. But that's not all, oh no. So Mueller got the U.S. champion, big deal. I can trump that! Ladies and gentlemen, the last two teammates to help me defeat Mueller, the Brotherhood, the Euro and X*Crown champions respectively, Rob Arnold and Snake!
Hoobastanks Out of Control hits and Snake and Rob Arnold emerge from the entryway, both proudly displaying there belts on their shoulders. They make it to the ring.
:rob : We're gonna kick their bloody arses.
: Damn right.
: This is my team. My unbeatable team. Beat that Mueller!
*A ring master stands on a stage. There, behind him, total chaos in a circus setting. Funky music can be heard, as midgets and animals playing around. A man swollows a sword down his throat. Another man blows huge flames into the air. A Big thunderous voice can be heard from the big man on the center stage... making an announcement...
"Step Right up... Step right up Everyone..
Weither you're good or bad... Happy or Sad...
Weither you are an emotional wreck...
or a Blissful Speck in this black hole of an existence... we call life.
Step right up and witness something you will be soon to never forget...
Feast your eyes on the most ferocious fighter that has ever been created...
Built for you by the creator of life and death...
Built for you for you to fulfill the pleasures of pain and suffering...
Step right up... and take a look at the Future... Take a look at The Present...
Take a look.... at James Mueller..."
Mueller stays at the entryway. From behind him comes Magnus, Hardcore Harry, and Price.
: Well, I got my four here. And with a list like this, who really needs a fifth?
Mueller starts to walk to the ring with his team behind him. But he stops close to the ring.
: But see, I'm trying to show you Mongo, that you suck. And that I am a fair man. So I do have a fifth. A man outcasted by this company time and time again. A man that never really got his chance, his break. And I've decided to give him his chance next Sunday. That man...is right behind you.
Suddenly, Mr. Wrestling V gets taken down with a chair shot! From Matt Hicks! Mueller's team slides into the ring and Mongo immediately goes after Mueller. Magnus and Rob Arnold start brawling and Steve and Price are immediately attacking each other. Snake hits Harry a few times and Hicks comes from behind to help Harry.
Cole: Oh my gosh! All hell has broken loose out here!
King: Next Sunday is going to be crazy!
The show fades on the massive brawl.