Post by WRONG CCP ACCT on Jun 13, 2011 17:06:09 GMT -5
WGWF PRESENTS
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
UNITED CENTER
CHICAGO, ILLINOIS
16,456
MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL
UNITED CENTER
CHICAGO, ILLINOIS
16,456
Monday Night Brawl opens with a shot of the loading dock of the United Center in downtown Chicago. We see members of the LGBT, and Power Up!, some 20 members representing each organization are shown picketing! Various signs read; "FIRE FROST" "WE'RE HERE AND WE'RE QUEER!" are a few of the signs we see. Up in the distance we see Paul Frost, with his travel bag lugged over his shoulder, walking towards the loading dock. The members of Power Up! and the LGBT rush Paul, circling around him...
LGBT: HOW DARE YOU!
POWER UP!: Tell me I'm a dyke!
Frost feverishly works his way through the crowd, entering the building. A chant breaks out.
Chant: WE'RE HERE, WE'RE QUEER! WE'RE HERE, WE'RE QUEER!
The scene slowly fades to black.
CCP AND HIS PARTNER?
The words "EARLIER TODAY" appear on the bottom right hand portion of the screen as a black limo is shown pulling into the loading dock of the United Center in Chicago. It pulls to a smooth stop before the back passengerside door swings open. The crowd roars with boo's as Chronic Chris Page is shown stepping out of the limo. Chris, dressed in a suit, exits the limo. He's shown leaning back towards the door as he states...
CCP: Hang out here, and when the time is right you make yourself known... Just like we talked about.
Voice: You got it.
CCP shuts the limo door and begins to walk towards the locker room area.
Diamond: Is CCP's Partner in that limo?
Rotten: What the fuck do you think, idiot!
The scene fades out as a shot of the limo is shown.
MATCH 1:
RUNA SALIN vs JOHNNY O'BOM
Diamond: We're fast approaching our first matchup of the evening as the enigmatic Runa Salin takes on preliminary mainstay Johnny O'Bom. Johnny had a smattering of success early in his career and he's looking for a leg up so he can make his way into title contention.
Rotten: You'd get a better leg up from a pirate missing one.
Diamond: At any given time here in the WGWF any superstar can break through.
Rotten: Great attempt at shilling there...and we'll see if you're blowing smoke or lighting fires under Johnny O'Bom's a...
Before Rotten can finish his sentence, a soft white light falls atop the entryway ramp as the arena falls into a momentary darkness. A lighthouse beacon is shown on the video wall as the lyrics to "Spark" by The Bird And The Bee begin to play, the haunting melody whispering into the ears of all who would hear it.
I heard a spark,
Something that glowed,
Hundred feet higher.
I open my eyes,
When there is light,
To see if I'm closer.
What if I stopped,
Just for a while,
To make it go slower?
Still up the night,
Just for a while,
To see if I'm finer,
Live like I'm finer.
Tell me a tale,
Something with fire,
To break from the sorrow.
The words continue to echo as Runa makes her way out onto the ramp, clad from head to toe in the traditional abaya. Her eyes pass to the left and right of the ramp as she surveys the crowd before continuing down to the ring, her ominous presence leaving the audience in a bewildered state. She leaps up onto the apron in a fluid motion, stepping through the ropes and into the ring.
Diamond: Runa taking her first win under her belt...
Rotten: Or her abaya, rather.
Diamond: Well, nevertheless, Runa with a victory last week in her debut match, will she be able to go 2-0 here tonight by besting Johnny O'Bom?
"Cinderella Man" by Eminem begins to play and O'Bom runs out he looks at all the hands of his fan base. He runs down the ramp slapping their hands and he slides in the ring, jumps up on the turnbuckle and then does the rockstar sign.
Diamond: Meager reaction for O'Bom, maybe a win here can make it louder?
Rotten: He's spunky, but wouldn't you need to develop a personality to get a reaction?
Diamond: Would you stop? O'Bom off the apron, feet firmly planted on the mat and the ref calls for the bell...HERE WE GO!
O'Bom circles Runa as the mysterious and beautiful eyes of the newcomer lock upon O'Bom as well.
Diamond: O'Bom surges forward...BOOT IN THE GUT! O'Bom drawn into a double underhook position...Runa jumps...J'EN AI MARRE! A jumping double underhook piledriver!
Rotten: There's no way that...
Runa drives O'Bom into the mat. Johnny O'Bom goes limp as Runa rolls him onto his back. Cover and a hook of the leg. 1...2...3!
Diamond: Incredible. Johnny O'Bom not only taken off the top of pursuit mountain here tonight...
Rotten: But it's more as if he was flung to his untimely competitive death! Runa is now 2-0 and she wins again tonight in impressive fashion!
"Spark" by The Bird And The Bee begins to play over the loudspeakers once again as Runa slides under the bottom rope and begins to make her exit by heading up the ramp as the referee tends to Johnny O'Bom in the center of the ring.
Rotten: Hope Page and Ranma bought extra ad time to cover up for that blemish on tonight's show!
Diamond: Stay tuned, we'll be right back!
OWNERS MEETING
We fade back in from commercial... The crowd roars as RANMA SAOTOME is shown sitting behind the desk looking over several key documents...
"RIGHT THIS WAY!"
RANMA looks up to see Chris Page directing a set of stage hands, they're bringing in a large 52' LCD TV which is attached to a huge stand.
RANMA: What the hell are you doing?
CCP: (towards the Stage Hands) Set it down centered against the wall there.
They place the TV down, a blue screen is shown.
CCP: Thank You...
The stage hands exit the office leaving CCP to turn towards RANMA...
CCP: What? This thing? Oh, it's nothing... figured we could catch up a quick flick why we had a minute...
CCP takes the remote, he hits play... as he does the following scene from RANMA vs CCP vs SENTINEL vs HARLEY VICE from XWF begins to loop it self...
"RANMA and CCP trade right hands at the top of the Ladder, but suddenly it's CCP who headbuts RANMA before throwing him backwards off the Ladder through a Table! CCP reaches up retrieving the contract..."
RANMA has a pissy look cross his face as the clip continues to repeat it self while CCP sits with a grin across his face...
CCP: Enjoy that tonight, partner.
CCP winks at Ranma before exiting the locker room... the scene cuts to elsewhere in the building.
A PANTY THIEF IN OUR MIDST...
Rotten: GOTTA LOVE CCP...---
The door to the woman's dressing room slowly creaks open as a camera surveys the sound of a locker opening forcefully. A shadow on the wall slowly pulls something from within the locker. A gym bag hits the ground.
Rotten: Apparently our camera men are perverts, now?
The camera focuses in on the gym bag and the name that reads upon it. A. FERRO.
Diamond: What in the--
The gym bag is opened up and a pair of white silk panties is removed from within. The slender hand caresses the material and the camera pulls back to show the shadow kissing the panties squarely in the front center.
Diamond: We'd like to apologize to the families of our younger viewers here tonight and I believe we're going to once again cut to a commercial---
Rotten: No. Let's see this through.
The panties are bunched up and pocketed by the source of the shadow as the gym bag is zipped up and placed back inside the locker. The camera feed cuts.
Rotten: What the f--
Diamond: Again viewers, we'd like to apologize for what just happened there.
Rotten: Hopefully those are going up on E-bay so I can bid on them.
Diamond: You're hopeless.
Rotten: I'll wait until there's about thirty seconds left and then--
Diamond: We're going to send it back to the ring for more action after that creepy development backstage.
MATCH 2:
MASTERS OF THE MAT SEMI-FINALS
NATHAN LUCAS (c) vs R.J. PALMER (c) w/ Chris Page
MATCH 2:
MASTERS OF THE MAT TOURNAMENT
SEMI FINALS
R.J. PALMER w/ Chris Page vs NATHAN LUCAS
Masters: Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a SEMI FINAL match to the Masters of the Mat Tournament!
The crowd let's out a pop... "Ladies and Gentlemen" by Saliva hits the speakers bringing the crowd to it's feet.
Masters: Introducing first, about to make his way to the ring, he is the WGWF Television Champion, NATHAN LUCAS!
The crowd roars as Nathan steps out from behind the curtain. Nathan poses at the top of the ramp, Lucas holds up the TV Title to a pop from the crowd, Nathan holds up the TV title to another pop, but from behind Palmer rushes out behind Lucas blasting Lucas in the back with a closeline to the back of the neck causing Lucas to fall forward to the steel ramp way. CCP walks out behind Palmer as we see Palmer pick Lucas up sending him crashing into the security railing. Palmer begins to unload with right hands to the skull of Lucas before taking Lucas by the head to the ringside area where Lucas is bounced head first off the steel steps, Palmer takes Lucas sending him smashing into the steel ring post! The crowd roars with boo's as Palmer slides Lucas into the ring. Palmer slides into the ring behind Lucas...
DING....DING....DING.....
Palmer reaches his feet, stomping away at Lucas who's struggling to get to his feet. Palmer picks up Lucas, he drives him back into a set of buckles where Palmer begins to drive shoulders into the midsection of Lucas before shooting Lucas across the ring into the opposite set of buckles, Lucas bounces off the buckles into a side walk slam by Palmer. Palmer makes a cover.
Referee: ONE...... TWO...... THR
Lucas kicks a shoulder up off the mat, Palmer goes right into a choke hold, breaking at the referee's 4 count, Palmer goes right back to the choke, and again breaking at the 4 count. The referee begins to admonish Palmer, drawing a "SHUT THE FUCK UP" by Palmer as he reaches his feet. Palmer picks Lucas up off the mat blasting him with a European Uppercut knocking Lucas back into the ropes, Lucas bounces off the ropes with a boot to the face dropping Palmer to the mat! Palmer picks himself up, taking a boot to the midsection by Lucas, Lucas takes Palmer over with a Double Underhook throw! Palmer picks himself up off the mat, only to be taken over the top rope and to the floor with a clothesline by Lucas! The crowd roars as Lucas taunts Palmer. CCP comes around the ring where he heklps Palmer up to a vertical base. CCP is shown whispering into Palmers ear, Palmer nods his head as he makes his way up to the ring apron.
Rotten: CCP's got Genesis primed...
Palmer enters the ring where he and Lucas begin to circle each other in the ring. They look to lock up, but it's Palmer with a boot to the midsection of Lucas, he follows up with several right hands knocking Lucas back into the ropes, Palmer looks to shoot Lucas across the ring with a Irish Whip, Lucas reverses the attempt sending Palmer bouncing off, Palmer eats a running high knee to the face sending Palmer crashing to the mat. Palmer picks himself up off the mat, Lucas blasts Palmer with a right hand before shooting Palmer into a set of buckles, Lucas charges in after Palmer blasting him with a clothesline in the corner, followed up with a running bulldog headlock driving Palmer face first into the mat. Lucas makes a cover!
Referee: ONE..... TWO...... THRE
Palmer kicks out. Lucas reaches his feet, he looks to bounce off the ropes but CCP reaches under the bottom rope yanking the right boot of Lucas. The crowd boo's as Lucas turns his attention towards CCP, Palmer is shown reaching his feet, he comes up behind Lucas landing a Reverse DDT. The crowd boo's as Palmer reaches his feet. He steps through the ropes to the ring apron, Palmer begins to make his way up the set of buckles to the top rope. In the ring, Lucas is shown pushing himself up off the mat. As Lucas reaches a vertical base, Palmer comes off the top rope with a Missile Dropkick, the crowd explodes as Lucas side steps Palmer sending him crashing into the mat. The crowd roars as Lucas quickly locks in a Guillotine!
Diamond: Lucas has the submission!
CCP quickly jumps up on the ring apron where he distracts the referee! The referee gets in the face of CCP, as he does Palmer is shown tapping out! Lucas drops the Guillotine, he reaches his feet where he comes over to where CCP is on the apron. Lucas takes a shot at CCP, but it's CCP who drops to the floor avoiding contact.
Diamond: Nathan Lucas just had Palmer beaten!
Rotten: But he didn't...
Lucas points down at CCP who's now on the floor, Lucas turns back towards Palmer, he walks over towards Palmer, reaching down to pick Palmer up, Palmer counters with a inside Cradle!
Referee: ONE...... TWO...... THRE
Lucas kicks out... both Lucas and Palmer reaches their feet, Palmer looks for a running clothesline, Lucas ducks the attempt sending Palmer bouncing of the ropes and into a awaiting Spinbuster Slam! The crowd roars as Lucas instantly locks in a armbar submission which sends Palmerscurrying to the ropes, he reaches out latching on to the bottom rope causing the referee to break the hold. Lucas breaks at the referee's 4 count, he reaches a vertical base before picking Palmer up off the mat, Lucas blasts Palmer with a European Uppercut which sends the Aussie back into a set of buckles. Lucas charges the buckles but eats Palmer's right boot, Palmer gets to the middle turnbuckle before pulling Lucas in, he takes a front face lock before spiking Lucas into the mat with a sickening Tornado DDT! Palmer reaches his feet, he grabs both legs of Lucas before locking in a Sharp Shooter!
Rotten: Lucas is in the middle of the ring!
Diamond: There's no where to go!
Palmer wrenches back on the Sharp Shooter as the referee is shown asking Lucas if he wants to surrender.
Rotten: Give it up Nathan!
Lucas shakes his head while saying "No." as he attempts to push his way up, and out of the hold. Palmer attempts to sit futher back, but it's Lucas who powers out of the Sharp Shooter to a huge pop from the crowd.
Diamond: He did it! Lucas powered out of the submission!
Palmer reaches his feet moments before Lucas which allows him to plant a hard right hand to the jaw, staggering Lucas back as he reaches his feet, Palmer come forward with another right hand which sends Lucas back into the ropes, Palmer shoots Lucas across the ring, Lucas bounces off the ropes, Palmer ducks his head, but it's Lucas who lands a swinging neckbreaker! Both Lucas and Palmer are on the mat laid out as the referee begins to execute his standing 10 count.
Rotten: Come on R.J.!
Diamond: Let's go Lucas!
Rotten: Since when did you turn into a cheerleader?
CCP pounds the mat as he attempts to rally behind Palmer. At the referee's 7 count we see both Lucas and Palmer reach a vertical base with Palmer looking for a right hand, Lucas blocks the attempt before driving a knee into the midsection, Lucas quickly underhooks the arms landing a Double Underhook Tiger Bomb!
Referee: ONE....... TWO........ THRE
The crowd gasps at the near fall!
Rotten: RJ kicked out!
CCP quickly is shown jumping back up on the ring apron where he distracts the referee as Nathan is shown getting back to his feet. Lucas turns towards CCP, the crowd roars as Nathan begins to walk towards Page. Palmer is shown rolling over on to his chest where he then reaches into his tights... when his hand comes out of his tights there are a pair of Brass Knuckles on his right fist. Lucas takes a swing at CCP, CCP avoids the contact by once again dropping to the floor. The referee hops out of the ring where he gets right up in CCP's face, verbally warning Page. In the ring, Lucas turns around, he walks over to pick RJ up off the mat, and as he picks Palmer up by the hair, Palmer sneeks the a punch to the jaw with the Brass Knuckles! The crowd boo's as Lucas falls backwards to the mat! Palmer slides the knucks back in the front of his tights before making the cover! CCP frantically points into the ring, but the referee continues to admonish him before finally turning to see the cover! The referee slides into the ring!
Referee and Booing Crowd: ONE....... TWO........ THRE
The roof explodes as Nathan Lucas pops the left shoulder up off the mat before the final, fatal three count!
Diamond: HE KICKED OUT! NATHAN LUCAS KICKED OUT!
Palmer rolls off the chest of Lucas, pounding the mat our of frustration.
Rotten: Don't loose focus R.J... You got to stay on top of Lucas!
Palmer, looking bewildered reaches a vertical base. He picks up Nathan before shooting Nathan across the ring, Lucas bounces off the ropes, ducking a Palmer clothesline attempt taking a back waist lock in the process before locking in a Rear Necked Choke! Palmer attempts to fight it off, but Lucas falls backwards taking him to the mat! Palmer's got no choice, he taps out!!
DING....DING....DING....
"Ladies and Gentleman" by Saliva hits the speakers to a huge pop from the crowd.
Masters: The winner of the match, and ADVANCING to the Masters of the Mat Finals, NATHAN LUCAS!
The scene cuts backtstage.
FROST PAYS HIS FINE...
Fans pop as cameras cut backstage showing the office of one Ranma Saotome, the pos get mixed with boo’s as cameras spot at the door none other than Paul Frost. Frost sporting a pair of black slacks, along with a buttoned down black shirt with a very trimmed & very think white leather sports coat which sits on top.
Frost: Ranma?
Saotome: Ah yes Paul…come in I don’t think I’ve had the chance to say hi, although I’m pretty sure you would have liked to meet under different circumstances.
Frost: You could say that
The two men share a very quick hand shake
Saotome: So I assume you’re all set for this evening’s public address of sorts?
Frost: Yes, sir…I just want to walk out there and try to move on from a situation that has caused such a media backlash for myself and more so the WGWF.
“Forget what you caused…it what you COST ME”
Fans boo as cameras pan back show the other co-owner CCP in the shot as he rests his head on the shoulder of Paul Frost shouting in his ear, all with a sick smile on his face.
CCP: DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH MONEY YOU’VE COST MY ORGAINZATION? Not to mention all the bad press, hell it’s like a riot outside and its all YOUR FAULT.
Frost: I know
CCP: Who cares what you know? The only thing I want to hear out of your mouth…is an apology…no wait make that a PERFECT apology.
Frost: I understand
Cameras catch Frost trying to sallow his pride as he turns his head, but CCP turns it back getting Frost eye to eye.
CCP: I don’t think you do, when I say the perfect apology and I don’t mean for straight people. I mean I want you to go out there and give the gay and lesbian community an apology they can understand. So you go out to that ring…I would say change your cloths but hey you dress like that name you said last week. Anyways you go out there and get on your hands and knees and BEG for forgiveness and if while you are on your hands and knees and some of the “community” members want to well you know….then you’ll sit there and take IT…..
Fans pop as Paul reaches his breaking point as we can see the hate in his eyes for Page regardless of ownership or not. The two heated rivals go nose to nose for a few seconds. “THAT’S ENOUGH” Both men look back as Paul tries to regain his cool as Page just stands back enjoying the moment.
Saotome: If you two are done, Paul on behalf of the entire company we have all the faith in the world that tonight you will be able to give an apology full of remorse, regret and hopefully enough redemption that we can all move on.
Frost: You got it…..BOSS
Paul says while shooting Page a smirk
Frost: Thank you…I’ll go get ready….
CCP: Not so fast there is the matter of a few green backs that need to be paid our way…no money no title shot.
Frost: Right….just one question…do you take Canadian or American?
Fans pop as Paul reaches into his coat pocket & pulls out a wad of 50 k in Canadian currency & then anther wad of American currency.
Frost: Gentlemen which will it be? You know what…keep’em both…let’s say for a rainy day.
With that Frost pushes the money into the chest of CCP as Paul walks out the door. We cut to commercial.
FAMINE'S KIDNAPPED JODI!
we see Hunter Ryan running backstage as if he misplaced something. But then we hear him screaming out his wife's name.
Hunter: JODI!
He continues to run
Hunter: JODI!
He is suddenly stopped by Paul Frost.
Paul: Hunter. Hunter relax man what's going on?
Hunter: Jodi! Where is she? Have you seen her? I was getting the bags out of the car and then blacked out.
Paul: I haven't seen her but i'll....
Before Paul can finish speaking, Hunter breaks free and starts running again, still screaming his wife's name. He makes a left turn and ends up in the entrance way to the arena. He runs out there and looks in the ring. It's Jodi! She's tied to a chair and has a rag tied around her face, covering her mouth. Hunter quickly runs down to the ring to help his wife. As soon as he enters the ring, the lights go out. Hunter stumbles and when the lights come back on, his wife is no longer there. The Globaltron then lights up and we see Famine of the Vile smiling.
Famine: Hunter. HEY HUNTER! Are you looking for your precious wife Jodi? I bet that's who you're looking for huh? I heard you screaming down the halls backstage. Jodiiii Jodiiiii...Waaaaaa! You fucking baby! Why don't you stop acting like a bitch? I'm not going to do anything. Yet! I just wanted to take some time to get to know her better.
Famine then moves out of the way to reveal Jodi tied to a chair with a rag around her face covering her mouth and tied so she can't be heard. Hunter then grabs a mic.
Hunter: FAMINE! YOU SON OF A BITCH! IF YOU HURT HER I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL KILL YOU! I WILL MAKE SURE I SEE YOU DEAD IF ANY HARM COMES TO HER.
Famine: Now, now. There's no need to yell. You might upset your wife. Hunter, I want you to understand something. I am in control. You will do what I say, when I say it! You want your precious wife to be safe? You will have to do something for me in return. Tonight, I take on Paul Frost. I want you to be the special guest referee. And when I beat him. I want you to raise my hand in victory. Then I want you to grab a mic and tell the world that I am YOUR god! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
The Globaltron goes dark as we can still hear Famine laughing through the PA system. Hunter is standing in the middle of the ring. A mix of fear and anger in his face.
MUDD AND THE GANG...
We open up inside a locker room, finding it belonging to Jason Mudd, James Raven, Andre Dixon, and Big Shank. Andre and James are in a heated battle of checkers, Ashley Divine reading a Playboy magazine, Big Shank eating some Wendy's Jr. Bacon cheeseburgers. Jason Mudd is tapping his wrists up for the main event later in the night.
Andre Dixon: Bull shit, home boy! I'd be winning if I was black!
James Raven: Uh, you are black?
Andre glares at Raven for a few seconds.
Andre Dixon: The checkers, bitch. The checkers. Every time I play red, I always lose.
James Raven slides a black checker piece into the first corner piece of Andre's territory. Andre casually takes a free jump this opens up with his red checkers. James Raven quickly counters, moving a black checker into a double jump.
Andre: Bullshit, man.
James Raven: You think you being black would make a difference? You could have been black and you would still get jumped.
Big Shank: Yeah, but if he were black... he'd have a gun.
Big Shank continues to take bites from one of the burgers. Andre gets up from the table, forfeiting the game. Walking over to the table Big Shank is at, he reaches out to take up one of the burgers from Wendy's. Shank promptly smacks him in the hand. Andre recoils from the hit, rubbing his hand.
Andre Dixon: Fuck that for, nigga?
Big Shank: Don't touch the burgers.
Andre Dixon: I'm hungry, man.
Big Shank: This is me giving a fuck, 'man'.
Andre Dixon: Damn, man. Don't get them panties in a twist.
Big Shank laughs, taking another bite of the Jr. Bacon Cheeseburger.
Big Shank: You don't understand. These things are absolutely amazing. Nothing is better.
Andre Dixon: Bullshit.
Big Shank: No lie. Best thing I've ever had. Better than any pussy I've ever ate or any dick you've ever had, believe me, you.
Andre Dixon stands there for a second, rubbing his jawline before shaking his head, not catching what Shank had said. Ashley Divine pulls her eyes away from the magazine, having caught him.
Andre Dixon: Must be some damn good food, man.
Ashley Divine: Or you've had some pretty poor dick, DICK-SON.
Andre turns a look at Ashley, finally registering what Shank had said.
Andre Dixon: This coming from the bitch with her head stuck in a Playboy. You going dyke like all the others in this place?
Ashley Divine: I'm reading it for the articles.
Andre Dixon laughs.
Andre Dixon: Fuck, no one reads that shit for the articles!
Ashley rolls her eyes.
Ashley Divine: So I'm looking at it for the tits? Andre, please. If I wanted to see amazingly big, beautiful tits. I'd look in the mirror.
Andre nods his head. In fact, everyone nods their head, expect Jason Mudd. He's lost in thought, it seems.
Andre Dixon: You got a point.
Big Shank looks over at Jason. He picks up one of the Jr. Bacon cheeseburgers and tosses it at him. Mudd catches the burger, bringing his attention back to them.
Andre Dixon: What? I don't get one, but he does? That's racist bullshit!
Big Shank: He doesn't eat dick.
Andre Dixon: Sexist!
Andre walks over and grabs the last burger before Shank can stop him. He takes the wrapping off and crams half of it in his mouth before he can be stopped.
James Raven: You alright over there, Mudd? We've been insulting Dixon for nearly five minutes now and you've not said a single thing.
Andre Dixon (mouth full): e espcts meh, unike ew bitchesh..
Jason Mudd looks around before finally back to Andre.
Jason Mudd: What'd you say, man? I can't here you with all that meat crammed in your mouth.
Andre fumes, James and Shank turning their attention to Jason Mudd.
Big Shank: Not that I care, but the kid over there has a point. Usually, I'm wanting to wire your jaw shut after breaking it to keep you from talking. What gives.
Jason Mudd shrugs, not being open with the two men. They look at each other, and realize they need to have a man to man conversation with Jason Mudd.
Big Shank: Is it Ashley?
Ashley lowers the book again, looking over at Shank.
Ashley Divine: The hell I do?
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Shank ignores her, picking up his Frosty shake and walking over to Jason, taking a long drink from it.
Big Shank: What is it? Crabs? Hepatitis?
Ashley Divine: What the fuck? I don't have Hepatitis!
James Raven: Crabs?
Ashley Divine: Fuck you! No! I do not have crabs!
Big Shank continues looking at the awkwardly silent Jason Mudd.
Big Shank: Did she have an... abortion?
Ashley Divine: I'm not pregnant!
James Raven: Not anymore...
Ashley Divine throws the magazine down, getting up off the couch she was resting so comfortably on.
Ashley Divine: I wasn't pregnant either.
Big Shank turns around, looking at Ashley.
Big Shank: We're trying to find out what's wrong with Jason. And we've got about a third second window before I stop caring. So, stop talking, or I will put sugar pills in your birth control again.
Ashley Divine: ... Again?
James Raven: ... Yeah, that's, uh, sorta why the abortion there made sense...
Ashley Divine goes silent and even a little pale. She looks down at her stomach, rubbing it gently.
Andre Dixon: Them titties about to get a whole lot bigger.
Ashley Divine shoots a death gaze at Andre. He instantly shuts up.
Jason Mudd: Nothing is wrong, guys. Just thinking that I should take tonight a little serious. The main event is pretty important.
James Raven and Big Shank stare silently at Jason Mudd for a few seconds. They look at one another, back to Mudd, then one another again. They throw their hands up at the same time in exasperation, look of disappointed across their face. Jason Mudd confused, Ashley Divine stuck in her own state of worry, while Andre Dixon tries to suck some meat out from between his teeth.
Big Shank: That's it?
Jason Mudd: That's it, what?
James Raven: You're being serious because of the main event?
Big Shank: Pussy.
James Raven: Huge pussy.
Jason Mudd: Huh?
Big Shank: You act like there's actually a threat for you to consider serious in the match.
James Raven: Never thought I would hear you doubt yourself.
Big Shank: Christ. Here I go, fixing my give a damn and you go and break it, Jason. Fucking dick.
James Raven: Huge dick.
Jason Mudd looks down, seeming ashamed of his actions. He nods his head after a few seconds, looking back up.
Jason Mudd: You have a point.
Big Shank: Of course I do.
Jason Mudd: You're completely right...
Big Shank: That's what I just said.
Big Shank continues to stare at Jason Mudd for a minute or so, Jason Mudd finally catching the gaze and finding it slightly awkward.
Jason Mudd: What?
Big Shank motions toward the Jr. Bacon Cheeseburger in Jason's hand.
Big Shank: You, uh, going to eat that?
Jason Mudd: Wasn't planning to.. wh..
Before Jason can even finish the sentence, Shank yanks the burger from Jason's hand. Nonchalantly, he returns to the table and sits back again. Suddenly Ashley stands up from the couch and rushes out of the room and into the locker room's bathroom, slamming the door behind her. We hear it lock.
Jason Mudd: What the hell?
Big Shank: Oh, don't worry about it.
Jason Mudd looks at Big Shank, whom is munching on the final burger.
Big Shank: She'll be fine. Just give her nine months or so.
GRAPPLING GURU/NATHAN LUCAS
The crowd sits in anticipation of what’s up next. Suddenly “Glass Shatters” by Disturbed begins to play over the PA as the crowd erupts. Double G slowly emerges from the entranceway wearing jeans and a black Double G T-shirt.
Diamond: Ladies and Gentlemen here is the man who will face Nathan Lucas for the WGWF Television Championship next week on Masters of the Mat!
Rotten: Yeah not a lot of people giving Double G a chance but this man says Nathan Lucas is due for a loss.
Double G makes his way down the ramp and slapping hands with some of the fans as he goes. He walks up the stairs and steps through the ropes. Once he gets inside he just looks out in the crowd before slowly grabbing a mic from the times keeper.
GG: Well it’s great to be here in Chicago!
Fans pop.
GG: Now I’m sure all of you know it’s been pretty long week for me. I’m not going to get into specifics. I just wanted to come out here and make it clear I am still focused. I’m focused on the main event later tonight, and more importantly I’m focused on my Championship match next week against Nathan Lucas!
The fans cheer at the mention of that match.
GG: You know a lot of people want to talk about Camden and Frost or Page and Dixon or even Gambino against whoever he ends up facing. Well Nathan and I at Masters of the Mat will show just how strong the TV Championship division really is and that were the true back bone of the WGWF!!
Fans pop.
GG: I know that…
Suddenly "Ladies and Gentlemen" by Saliva begins to play the PA and the crowd erupts yet again. Nathan is in his wrestling gear with the TV Title around his waist.
Diamond: Here is one of the hottest superstars in the WGWF right now, Nathan Lucas!
Rotten: Yeah, Yeah…
Nathan slowly gets into the ring and grabs a mic. Then he slowly gets face to face with Double G and the crowd loves it.
Nathan: My bad Double G I just heard what you said in the back about the Television Championship division being the back bone of the WGWF. I also think that’s true. I definitely think we can tear the roof off of Toronto.
Fans pop once again. Double G just steps in closer and smiles.
GG: Oh and by the way you better hope you’re not double booked for Masters of the Mat, because if you are consider your TV Title gone.
Nathan just snickers.
Nathan: I would love to see you try.
Both men just stare at each other as the camera slowly cuts to commercial.
THE KIDS CHAMPION... IN DA HOUSE!
The action cuts backstage where we find Denise standing by with Axel the Shark, to a big pop from the younger crowd.
Essex: Ladies and gentlemen, I’m here at this time with YOUR Kids’ Champion, and the official mascot of the Initiative…Axel the Shark!
This gets an even bigger pop, much to the delight of the Shark who nods his head in approval.
Essex: Axel, word has it you’ve come here tonight to address a few things about your future.
Axel nods again in agreement.
Axel: Indeed I do, Denise. Now, I was trying to get Andre Dixon to let me be his partner for the big Heck in a Cell tag match, but that didn’t pan out the way I wanted it to. So, I’ve decided to take matters into my OWN hands. I’ve called a friend of mine up, a man I consider to be…a brother…and with his help I’m going to offer two VERY special people one last chance at redemption in this company. Those two special people are none other than The Sentinel and Johnny O’Bom.
A slight groan from the crowd, with scattered cheers nonetheless.
Axel: And as for my partner, well…since my dear comrade Paul Frost insists on calling me Alex the Shark, I’m happy to announce that my distant cousin, a fellow Shark named Alex, will indeed be tagging with me!
Essex: So what you’re saying is…
Axel: …there’s going to be plenty more Sharks from my neck of the woods, eh, sea!
A HUGE pop from the younger crowd now, no doubt bringing a smile behind the masked face of the Shark.
Essex: Right, okay. Now, speaking of Paul Frost, rumor also has it you have a few things to say regarding Frost’s comments last week.
Axel: Rumor mills are a funny thing, Denise. But yes, I do have something to say. It seems a lot of people are giving Paul a hard time about it, and to be honest…I don’t blame them. As much as I respect the guy, I don’t care what excuses he makes…there is no place for stupid, ignorant remarks like that. To be really honest, as much as I respect him as an associate, I feel a little less comfortable being around a guy like…
Before he can finish, he is confronted by a glaring Paul Frost. The Kids’ Champion responds with a cold stare of his own.
Axel: Don’t even look at me like that, Frost. I’m not the one you have a problem with…not yet, anyway.
He takes off his mask in a rush of fury, staring up just slightly at the former World Champion.
Axel: Your problem is with the people. You need to deal with them right now, not me.
Frost and Axel continue to stare at each other for just a moment more before Frost simply walks off, leaving a VERY angry Shark as we cut back to ringside.
CAMDEN'S COMMENTS!
Back to the ring, we suddenly hear…
“If you wanna get with me, there’s some things you gotta know
I like my beats fast and my bass down low.”
The rest of the lyrics to “Bass Down Low” by Dev are not heard, as the crowd explodes. Out from the back steps Jocelyn Camden, World Title draped over her shoulder. She is flanked by several of the protesters that were outside earlier, and she is wearing a purple “FCKH8.com” t-shirt. Camden slaps the hands of several of the fans before climbing into the ring. The protesters all stand, surrounding the ring, as Camden settles the crowd and speaks.
Camden: A lot of people have been waiting all week for me to say something, after the so-called “gaff” made by Paul Frost last week. The entire LGBT community have been waiting for me to make some sort of response, as they have been making theirs on their own. They wanted me to DEMAND that Paul Frost be fired, or suspended from the WGWF. I’m not going to demand that.
A murmur comes over the crowd.
Camden: The fact that Paul Frost is an idiot should come as no surprise to anyone. The man can never make a complete fucking thought. The fact that he was able to put the words “fucking” and “faggot” together actually surprises not by the content of what he said, but rather that he was able to use those big words without needing a nap.
The crowd laughs and cheers along with Camden.
Camden: All of these protesters and leaders of the gay community came here to call for the firing of Paul Frost. I have convinced them to stop the protests, and to drop all the lawsuits, and, in exchange…I will kick Paul Frost’s ass all over Toronto!
The crowd roars, as the protesters clap.
Camden: And when I’m done, I’ll beat his ass in Winnipeg, and knock him all over Vancouver, and bury his fucking ass Ontario! You see, Frost, this isn’t about what you said, or about my sexuality or gender. This is about me being THAT much better then you. You think I wanted this? You think I wanted this match up to get publicity on that shitty TV show known as “TMZ”? You think I wanted this match to no longer be about the wrestling, but rather about what you said? Absolutely not! YOU created this hell for yourself, Frost!
The crowd cheers, as does the protesters, while Camden collects her thoughts.
Camden: The simple reality of this is that Paul Frost isn’t the first professional wrestler to say those words on TV. It comes as a shock to people because of who Paul Frost IS. People adore him, and look up to him as some sort of hero. As we all know by now, disappointment runs wild in professional wrestling. The fans are disappointed in Paul Frost’s actions, and Paul Frost will be disappointed, when he walks out of Canada WITHOUT the WGWF World Heavyweight Championship!
“Bass Down Low” hits again as Camden drops the microphone onto the mat. The crowd cheers for her, but Camden’s intense focus never changes. She climbs out of the ring and is flanked, once again, by the protesters as she walks back up the rampway with the World Championship.
MATCH 3:
TRIPLE THREAT ACTION
PETER GILMOUR vs ANDRE "THE KING" DIXON vs MIA SANCHEZ
Andre Dixon Vs Mia Sanchez Vs Peter Gilmour
Gilmour wastes no time in getting this match underway by charging at Andre Dixon and spearing him straight back into the corner to start the match off. Gilmour viciously drives his shoulder into Andre’s mid-section, working over his former partner early on. Gilmour seems charge as he is relentless with his attack on Dixon as he drags Andre out of the corner and slams him down to the mat with scoop slam. At this moment, Mia Sanchez becomes involved in the match for the first time by going to work on Peter Gilmour. Sanchez quickly mounts Gilmour before he knows what’s going on and begins laying into with several hard right hand shots to the jaw, dazing Gilmour. Sanchez climbs too his feet and leaps high into the air before driving his knee right into Gilmour’s face before going for the quick follow-up cover, One..... Two..... Andre Dixon pulls Sanchez off Gilmour before the three and he throws Sanchez back into the corner and begins beating away at him with several hard boots to the gut. Andre takes a step back before flying in at Sanchez with a stiff knife-edged chop right to the chest of Gilmour and then whips him across the ring into the opposite corner, following him in with a running high knee that catches Sanchez flush in the face, dropping her down to the mat. Andre turns around and is greeted by a boot to the gut from Gilmour who hooks him up and snaps him over with a quick suplex. Gilmour hooks up the far leg, One..... Two..... Andre Dixon manages to roll the shoulder up at two. Gilmour pulls Andre Dixon up and onto his feet before slamming his forearm straight into Andre’s jaw, sending Andre Dixon reeling. Peter Gilmour forces Andre back against the ring ropes and whips him off the ring ropes and goes for a big clothesline but Andre ducks under it and grabs Gilmour before dropping him too the mat with a neckbreaker. Andre rolls across to the ring ropes and is quickly grabbed by Mia Sanchez who hooks him up and takes him down to the mat in a German Suplex with a bridge, One..... Two..... Andre slips out of it before the three. Sanchez doesn’t let up as she quickly climbs too his feet and whips Andre off the ropes, catching him with a standing dropkick to the face that sends Andre falling out to the concrete matting at ringside. Sanchez looks at the downed Andre, laying flat out at ringside when she turns around and spots Gilmour climbing too his feet on the opposite side of the ring. Mia Sanchez walks across and pulls Peter Gilmour up by the hair and takes him over in a neat hip toss, dropping Gilmour down to the canvas hard. Sanchez races across to the corner and climbs up to the very top rope and waits for Gilmour to get up before leaping off with a Diving Hurricanrana. Sanchez quickly follows up on the move by hooking up Gilmour’s near leg in a tight cover, One..... Two..... Gilmour throws an arm up at two.
Diamond: Gilmour barely got out of that one before the three count.
Rotten: Gilmour has got this match in hand, he’s got a plan.
Sanchez pulls herself up using the ring ropes as she takes a moment to recover from hitting that big Hurricanrana but Gilmour is already making his way up. Sanchez turns to see Gilmour almost on his feet and she charges at Gilmour but he is ready for it and counters with a Powerslam to Sanchez, straight into a cover, One..... Two..... Sanchez gets her shoulder up. Gilmour slaps his hand against the mat as he pulls Sanchez too his feet and chucks her back into the corner and stomps away at him. Gilmour climbs to the middle rope and begins laying into Sanchez with a Ten Punch but at around 6 or 7, he’s cut off-Andre Dixon!! Andre is on the apron and grabs Gilmour, hanging his throat up across the top rope. Gilmour flops down to the mat in the ring as Andre slides in under the bottom rope and hooks up both of Gilmour’s legs before flipping over in a bridged pin, One..... Two..... Gilmour flips out of it and he and Andre both met each other to there respective feet with a hard right hand. Andre falls back as Gilmour’s strength wins out in the exchange of punches as Gilmour pounds away at his slightly smaller opponent, beating him back against the ropes and suddenly building up a head of steam and really laying in to Andre Dixon. Gilmour whips Andre off the ring ropes and completely obliterates him with a massive clothesline that turns him inside out!! Gilmour quickly pulls Andre up too his feet once again and drives his knee into Dixon’s gut before attempting a Powerbomb but Dixon rolls through with a Sun-Set Flip into a roll-up, One..... Two..... Gilmour rolls out of it and stumbles up too his feet and charges Andre Dixon but Dixon is ready for him and tosses him, shoulder first, into the steel ring post! As Andre takes a moment or two to recover from the flurry of punches Gilmour delivered too him, Mia Sanchez is up too her feet and Dixon takes a moment to size up his ‘prey’ and runs at Sanchez but Sanchez manages to counter it with an enzeguri head-kick.
Rotten: Ha, they really seem like good team-mates at the moment.
Diamond: They’re competing to see which of them is the best.
Andre stumbles about the place, completely dazed from that last shot to the head, when Sanchez takes his opportunity to drop Andre with a Tornado DDT, dropping the Dixon down and hard to the mat. Sanchez quickly hooks the leg, One..... Two..... Andre rolls the shoulder out at two. Sanchez pulls Andre up too his feet and whips him off the ropes before going for a clothesline but the ring wily Dixon is able to duck under it and comes flying back off the ropes with a diving forearm smash. Andre takes his chance and heaves Sanchez up once again, and slams him hard to the mat with a Side Effect, quickly making the cover, One..... Two..... Mia Sanchez kicks out at two. Andre climbs up once again and drives his knees into Sanchez’s side, pounding on the smaller man before lifting him up and booting him in the stomach. Andre drops Sanchez to the canvas with a face-buster but doesn’t call it quits there as he pulls Sanchez back too her feet and hooks his arms up, lifting him high into the air and driving her hard with a Tiger-Bomb straight into a pin, One..... Two..... Gilmour makes the save, breaking up the count before the three. Andre just lashes out at Gilmour and catches him flush with the back of his hand before pulling Gilmour towards him and dropping him to the mat with a huge DDT. Andre drops too his knees on goes for a cover on Peter Gilmour, One..... Two..... Gilmour manages to power out of it before the three count. Both men climb to there feet and Andre goes to grab Gilmour by the hair but Gilmour counters with a massive jackhammer punch to Andre’s kidney’s, really catching the marker. Gilmour grabs Andre by the hair and crushes him with a giant Reverse DDT right into the mat before rolling him onto his back and hooking the leg, One..... Two..... Kickout from Andre Dixon, who’s still fighting for this one!!
Diamond: Dixon is fighting for his life here.
Rotten: Come on Gilmour, you can do this!
Gilmour lifts Andre up by the hair and almost carries him across to the corner before lifting him up into the air and crotching him up on the very top rope. Gilmour climbs right up to the top rope to meet Andre, calling for something big but Andre catches Gilmour with a swift jab to the jaw. Gilmour and Andre begin to exchange right hands as they teeter about on the top rope but Gilmour manages to nail Andre in the chest with a forearm smash to the side. Gilmour hooks Andre up and goes for a Superplex but Andre is able to block the attempt and... ANDRE SPEAR OFF THE TOP ROPE!! GILMOUR IS DOWN ON THE MAT FOLLOWING ANDRE’S FINISHING MOVE BUT ANDRE CAN’T CAPITALISE AND MAKE THE COVER!! WAIT-MIA SANCHEZ IS ON THE TOP ROPE!! She sees both Andre and Gilmour down on the mat and leaps off, going for a Shooting Star Press, on Peter Gilmour... BUT Andre pulls him out of the way!! Sanchez finds nothing but canvas!! Andre quickly spots his opportunity and goes for an Oklahoma Roll on SANCHEZ- SANCHEZ CAN’T GET OUT OF IT!!! ONE..... TWO..... THREE!!
Masters: The winner of the match, ANDRE DIXON!
Our scene fades to the Jumbo Tron...
After the video plays the crowd comes to life as without ANY theme music Paul Frost makes his way out on stage. There are more boo’s than cheers as Paul silently makes his way towards the ring mic in hand. Paul does not stop to look at anyone or read any of the hateful signs. Instead he just keeps his focus on the ring which he enters & stands in the center of looking very emotionally sober.
Diamond “In all my years knowing Paul, I have never seen him like this….so…so…withdrawn and so somber in his approach.”
Rotten “Wouldn’t you be after TMZ and other ripped you worse than Lebron?”
Just as Paul brings the mic up to his lips cameras catch a group of fans chanting
“YOU’RE A RACIST…YOU’RE A RACIST…..YOU’RE A RACIST”
Frost allows the fans to get it all out as he pauses a moment before speaking
Frost: I think we all know why I’m here right now….it’s not to talk about my match this evening, it’s not brag about my World Title shot next Monday…it’s not to promote a PPV called Master of the Mat which I will be heavily involved in watch two great wrestlers battle it out for the chance of a life time. It’s not about any of that…I stand out here tonight….for each and every one of you…that I have offended over the last seven days.
Frost: Of course what I said last week was nothing short of disgusting, diabolical and most of all disrespectful. However the same can be said on the side of the supposed media outlets who made this one tragic remark out to be an Armageddon like event....fair and bias….sure you are. That not withstanding I do have an apology to make, last week during a contract signing…I made a MISTAKE….after anther phenomenal performance for each and every one of you people, I was on a natural high. I wasn’t thinking straight, I was excited about what I was signing and in the heat of the moment I utter words I should have never said. Although lets be fair while I said something I should have never said…the technical department did something they always never do…their JOB. They could have turned my mic down, they could have single handedly save EVERONE from this war of words but hey there not the ones apologizing…I am.
Frost: And I take the words I used very seriously….to be honest with each and every one of you hear tonight live or watching at home where they presume my guilt before my innocents….last week I made a poor choice in judgment and hurt a lot of good people in the process. I am not the monster the media has portrayed me to be neither is this company…where EVERYONE is accepted…no matter their race, color, region and especially their own sexuality…the WGWF welcomes everyone with talent, drive and the heart to be a pro wrestler. The WGWF was NOT responsible for my actions last week….I was. So that’s why tonight I stand here in front of all of you not as a wrestler, a superstar but as a human being…a twenty four year old punk kid…who made a mistake and I’m asking each and every one to accept my apology.
Frost takes a second to compose himself before looking out into the camera
Frost: So to our esteemed Worlds Heavyweight Champion…Jocelyn Camden…a woman who I have nothing but respect and admiration for. She has over come every challenge that has come her way, setting a trail not for woman to follow but the entire gay and lesbian community as well as the rest of us. Her message of grit, determination and passion is one we should all follow…to you Jocelyn…I say…I’m sorry….to the groups GLAAD and the many others around the world promoting harmony….I say…I’m sorry….and to you the WGWF faithful…for my actions last week….I say…I’m sorry.
Cameras pan around the arena showing some fans clapping while others just sit still
Frost: I know that this one action doesn’t not make up for my actions last week but I hope to continue on this path and start to help heal any wounds I may have created with this.
Paul waves towards the stage as backstage hand begin flooding out with giant checks in their hands.
Frost: Weather or not GLAAD....BE A STAR or even the KIDS HELP PHONE accept my apology here tonight I want to give them each a personal check for FIFTY THOUSAND DOLLARS to continued to promote and grow the cause they so rightfully promote.
Now most of the crowd applause that effort
Frost: Please don’t cheer for me let me extend a round of applause for those fine organizations…now let’s get back to the SHOW…..
Cameras show Paul’s entire body change as if a weight has been lifted off as he looks to leave the ring…he stops….and heads back in.
Frost: Hold it…just one second….Stop…STOP EVERYTHING…now that we have all moved on from a situation that should have NEVER happened the way it did. So I said a couple of bad words….but hey it wasn’t me attacking a CANCER PATIENT LAST WEEK….NO…WHERE WAS THE OUTRAGE…WHERE WAS THE CALL FOR FAMINE’S BLOOD? Where was the support for Hunter….that was his freaken wife for CHRIST SAKES….Famine a REAL monster gets a free pass because I said four words…four little words that didn’t make any sense when you go back and listen…four words that don’t define an entire group of people just because I said them. Are you kidding me…do we live in a society so weak that words…not sticks or stones…but WORDS HURT THAT MUCH?
Diamond “ Paul just stop and leave get ready for your match.”
Rotten “Shhh I want to watch Paul dig his own graven even deeper.”
Frost: Has the whole world gone insane? Why don’t you so called “do gooders” go and ask Hunter’s wife how much the CANCER HUTS….go ask her if words hurt as much as RADIATION TREATMENT…go ask her your questions about how much of a monster I am while she sits on death’s door step and you people don’t care…well I DO….HUNTER…TONIGHT WE’LL BOTH GIVE THAT RAT BASTARD THE BEATING OF A LIFE TIME BECAUSE WE CARE AND THEY DON’T.
Fans are stunned as we see Derrick Diamond come up and into the ring and grabs the mic from Paul
Diamond “That’s enough…just go…you said your peace…just go”
Frost “NO.….WHO IN THE HELL ARE YOU STO SAY LEAVE TO ME”
Fans don’t believe what their seeing as Frost & Diamond are in a heated tug of war situation trying to wrestle for the mic.
Diamond “PLEAE PAUL FOR YOUR OWN GOOD JUST GIVE ME THE MIC”
Frost “JUST GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME…I’M SICK OF BEEING TOLD WHAT TO DO BY YOU OR ANYBODY ELSE….”
In the struggle for the mic Paul accidently SMASHES his elbow into the face of Derrick Diamond… as he falls to the canvas.
Rotten “DIAMOND…WE NEED SOME HELP”
The arena is dead silent as Paul turns back to speak but see’s what he has just done and his body goes limp as falls to his knees checking on Diamond but Flash slides in the ring cutting Frost off.
Rotten “GET OUT OF HERE…GET OUT…HELP…DERRICK ARE YOU OKAY”
Frost slowly backs away as he gets to his feet and holds his hands over his head in utter shame of what he’s just done to a good friend. Diamond sits up as trainers head down to the ring and check on the lead announcer. Frost tries to offer up an “I’m sorry” but officials block his way
Rotten “GET HIM OUT OF HERE…DAMN IT…GIVE DERRICK SOME SPACE…GET OUT!!!”
Flash continues to scream as the official begin to back Paul out of the ring as Paul looks absolutely shattered as he backups the ramp with such a look of desperation, depression and remorse but there’s nothing he can do about it as the fan don’t boo but cheer as in the ring Derrick with the help of Flash is back to his feet getting checked out. Brawl takes a break.
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