Post by Edward Grado on Feb 20, 2019 17:26:40 GMT -5
The scene opens as we get a black and white shot of Terry Borden who is decked out in a B.W.O. black t-shirt with white lettering and under the logo the words Borden World Order is written. He’s sporting a black bandana and black shades with the WGWF Television Championship slung over his shoulder as he stares into the camera.
TERRY BORDEN- “Of course when the WGWF mentioned having a One Night Only show your last Television Champion has to be a part of it brah!”
The camera pans back revealing the Monster Silence standing with his arms crosses at his chest while he too sports a Borden World Order t-shirt as Terry continues.
TERRY BORDEN- “And naturally I’ll be bringing my insurance policy with me, BROTHER!”
Terry and Silence slap a high five before Terry turns back towards the camera.
TERRY BORDEN- “I couldn’t be happier to see that I am going to go one on one with the very man that I beat back at Summer Madness to stake claim to the very Championship I have slung over my shoulder as we speak; not only is it a rematch, it’s a Grudge Match to end all grudge matches… isn’t that right, Andy?”
Borden cackles out with a laugh before shifting himself to a more serious demeanor.
TERRY BORDEN- “If there’s anyone that wants a piece of the Icon that is Terry Borden it’s you, Andy; I mean after all the big man and I played you like a freaking fiddle back before the doors to the company closed and to say that I put you down in order to advance to War Games where I shall slay all the other winners of the evening is going to be a firm feather in my cap, DUDE!”
There’s a slight pause.
TERRY BORDEN- “The son of the great Chris Page, the son that fought so hard to make himself a credible name in the business is the same son that will be remembered as the guy that couldn’t beat little ole Terry Borden! They say you can’t teach old dogs new tricks, well I think that this old dog has a few more tricks up his sleeve and you never know who the next member of the Borden World Order is going to show their faces; could it be at One Night Only? Or perhaps even before? The fact of the matter is that I have something that you want…”
Terry lifts the WGWF Television Championship off his right shoulder and holds it out towards the camera almost as if dangling the carrot in front of the rabbit’s nose.
TERRY BORDEN- “And while there’s NOT a single Championship match on this show I’m going on record here and now and proclaiming that I, the greatest WGWF Television Champion of all time is PUTTING his title on the line! That’s right Andy; you get your last shot at reclaiming the one title that you helped redefine, DUDE! I’ve just given you a little more incentive in bringing me the best you can so when I do put your ass back down, when I do beat you within an inch of your life, when I hit you so hard your whore of a mother is going to feel it the only excuse that you’re going to be able to make is that you simply wasn’t good enough to get the best of me, BROTHER!
Terry lowers the Championship before glancing towards Silence.
TERRY BORDEN- “What a goof!”
Terry light smacks the top of his head as he shifts his attention back towards the camera.
TERRY BORDEN- “How could I forget to even mention that Silence is going to be ringside!”
Silence chimes in.
SILENCE- “Have you been hitting Papa Page’s stash?”
TERRY BORDEN- “I’m just getting senile in my older age so you’ll have to forgive me; big man.”
Terry pauses once again.
TERRY BORDEN- “And we all know the history you share with the Big Man, right? I mean how many times did he leave you laying because I honestly lost count. Do you seriously think for one second that you are going to be able to fend of BOTH of us?”
Silence steps forward as he states.
SILENCE- “I will now finally be able to squash you like the cock roach you truly are.”
Silence casually states as he continues.
SILENCE- “All I need is the opportunity and when it occurs I’m going to pounce all over you like stink on shit, boy!”
Terry steps forward as he polishes off the segment.
TERRY BORDEN- “And WHATCHA GUNNA DO WHEN THE BORDEN WORLD ORDER RUNS WILD ON YOU!”
Terry shoots the “four life” hand gesture towards the camera as the scene draws to a close.
BORDEN’S BLOG:
Oh Andy, Andy, Andy…
Why haven’t you left well enough alone? Why do the powers that be think that it’s going to be a GOOD thing for you to stand on the other side of that ring from me on what could very well be the final curtain call for the WGWF? It makes me wonder how high was that mother fucker when he put all this together because from where the champ’s standing you’re walking into a losing situation because not only are you going to contend with me BUT you’re going to contend with the Big Guy too! We already know I’m smarter and more experienced than you as I’ve already exploited that once and I won’t have to exploit it again because even you know that you’re on borrowed time opposite Terry FUCKING Borden; the original national treasure.
I’ll tell you what I most looking forward to out of this chance encounter.
… beating you… again.
This is so much bigger than a Grudge Match because to the victor go ALL the spoils!
Not only does the Television Championship go to the winner but so does one of the slots in the War Games Main Event in which the winner and sole survivor shall be labeled as the Greatest WGWF Superstar of all time; the G.O.A.T. if you will; and seeing as I’ve been wrestling while most of you where nothing more than sperm ejaculating into your mother’s honey pot I am the GOAT of professional wrestling and I’m going to earn that title when I’m locked inside War Games and have a who’s who of talent that I will surpass, BROTHER!
There’s no telling who will advance and who won’t as you look over the entire card.
Half the matches are a “pick’em”.
There’s a massive array of dream matches in our midst and NONE of them include you, Andy.
You don’t deserve to brush shoulders with someone like a Famine of the Vile, a Kyle Shane or even a Nick Ryan for fucks sake and I’m going to further cement that cold hard fact by beating you in order to not only remain the Television Champion but to take one more giant step towards immortality by surviving War Games and leaving as the WGWF GOAT! But hey, at least you’ll wake up Monday morning feeling a hell of a lot better knowing it was a defeat handed to you by the GOAT Terry Borden rather than Terry Borden. Wouldn’t you say?
This goes out to everyone else involved in this little one night party….
WHATCHA GUNNA DO….
Absolutely nothing.
BROTHER!
TERRY BORDEN- “Of course when the WGWF mentioned having a One Night Only show your last Television Champion has to be a part of it brah!”
The camera pans back revealing the Monster Silence standing with his arms crosses at his chest while he too sports a Borden World Order t-shirt as Terry continues.
TERRY BORDEN- “And naturally I’ll be bringing my insurance policy with me, BROTHER!”
Terry and Silence slap a high five before Terry turns back towards the camera.
TERRY BORDEN- “I couldn’t be happier to see that I am going to go one on one with the very man that I beat back at Summer Madness to stake claim to the very Championship I have slung over my shoulder as we speak; not only is it a rematch, it’s a Grudge Match to end all grudge matches… isn’t that right, Andy?”
Borden cackles out with a laugh before shifting himself to a more serious demeanor.
TERRY BORDEN- “If there’s anyone that wants a piece of the Icon that is Terry Borden it’s you, Andy; I mean after all the big man and I played you like a freaking fiddle back before the doors to the company closed and to say that I put you down in order to advance to War Games where I shall slay all the other winners of the evening is going to be a firm feather in my cap, DUDE!”
There’s a slight pause.
TERRY BORDEN- “The son of the great Chris Page, the son that fought so hard to make himself a credible name in the business is the same son that will be remembered as the guy that couldn’t beat little ole Terry Borden! They say you can’t teach old dogs new tricks, well I think that this old dog has a few more tricks up his sleeve and you never know who the next member of the Borden World Order is going to show their faces; could it be at One Night Only? Or perhaps even before? The fact of the matter is that I have something that you want…”
Terry lifts the WGWF Television Championship off his right shoulder and holds it out towards the camera almost as if dangling the carrot in front of the rabbit’s nose.
TERRY BORDEN- “And while there’s NOT a single Championship match on this show I’m going on record here and now and proclaiming that I, the greatest WGWF Television Champion of all time is PUTTING his title on the line! That’s right Andy; you get your last shot at reclaiming the one title that you helped redefine, DUDE! I’ve just given you a little more incentive in bringing me the best you can so when I do put your ass back down, when I do beat you within an inch of your life, when I hit you so hard your whore of a mother is going to feel it the only excuse that you’re going to be able to make is that you simply wasn’t good enough to get the best of me, BROTHER!
Terry lowers the Championship before glancing towards Silence.
TERRY BORDEN- “What a goof!”
Terry light smacks the top of his head as he shifts his attention back towards the camera.
TERRY BORDEN- “How could I forget to even mention that Silence is going to be ringside!”
Silence chimes in.
SILENCE- “Have you been hitting Papa Page’s stash?”
TERRY BORDEN- “I’m just getting senile in my older age so you’ll have to forgive me; big man.”
Terry pauses once again.
TERRY BORDEN- “And we all know the history you share with the Big Man, right? I mean how many times did he leave you laying because I honestly lost count. Do you seriously think for one second that you are going to be able to fend of BOTH of us?”
Silence steps forward as he states.
SILENCE- “I will now finally be able to squash you like the cock roach you truly are.”
Silence casually states as he continues.
SILENCE- “All I need is the opportunity and when it occurs I’m going to pounce all over you like stink on shit, boy!”
Terry steps forward as he polishes off the segment.
TERRY BORDEN- “And WHATCHA GUNNA DO WHEN THE BORDEN WORLD ORDER RUNS WILD ON YOU!”
Terry shoots the “four life” hand gesture towards the camera as the scene draws to a close.
BORDEN’S BLOG:
Oh Andy, Andy, Andy…
Why haven’t you left well enough alone? Why do the powers that be think that it’s going to be a GOOD thing for you to stand on the other side of that ring from me on what could very well be the final curtain call for the WGWF? It makes me wonder how high was that mother fucker when he put all this together because from where the champ’s standing you’re walking into a losing situation because not only are you going to contend with me BUT you’re going to contend with the Big Guy too! We already know I’m smarter and more experienced than you as I’ve already exploited that once and I won’t have to exploit it again because even you know that you’re on borrowed time opposite Terry FUCKING Borden; the original national treasure.
I’ll tell you what I most looking forward to out of this chance encounter.
… beating you… again.
This is so much bigger than a Grudge Match because to the victor go ALL the spoils!
Not only does the Television Championship go to the winner but so does one of the slots in the War Games Main Event in which the winner and sole survivor shall be labeled as the Greatest WGWF Superstar of all time; the G.O.A.T. if you will; and seeing as I’ve been wrestling while most of you where nothing more than sperm ejaculating into your mother’s honey pot I am the GOAT of professional wrestling and I’m going to earn that title when I’m locked inside War Games and have a who’s who of talent that I will surpass, BROTHER!
There’s no telling who will advance and who won’t as you look over the entire card.
Half the matches are a “pick’em”.
There’s a massive array of dream matches in our midst and NONE of them include you, Andy.
You don’t deserve to brush shoulders with someone like a Famine of the Vile, a Kyle Shane or even a Nick Ryan for fucks sake and I’m going to further cement that cold hard fact by beating you in order to not only remain the Television Champion but to take one more giant step towards immortality by surviving War Games and leaving as the WGWF GOAT! But hey, at least you’ll wake up Monday morning feeling a hell of a lot better knowing it was a defeat handed to you by the GOAT Terry Borden rather than Terry Borden. Wouldn’t you say?
This goes out to everyone else involved in this little one night party….
WHATCHA GUNNA DO….
Absolutely nothing.
BROTHER!