Post by MNB on Mar 22, 2010 21:09:10 GMT -6
HOUR ONE
- MONDAY NIGHT BRAWL -
Revelations by Audioslave begins to play as the show starts off with a video footage detailing historic events over the Monday Night Brawls twelve year history. Images of previous EWC Champions are shown, starting with the very first Champion Black Ninja, then moving onto Big Mac and Steve Bennett. Sped up footage then shows a special montage of Memphis Reigns, Shadow Man, Hirsh Valentine, Jesse Nunez, Hurricane Jeff, Moses Lake, James Chambers, BDC, Jay Cee, Stray, Gladiator and then The Rev all with the World Championship.
The pyro goes off as the show gets ready for another great show.
Cameras cycle through the crowd, showing how pumped the fans are for the matches to start.
Joe: “Wow it is great to be here in Quezon City, Philippines. We have an incredible show for you here tonight in the first hour as the man known as Mr. Strange takes on a man that is on a mission to prove that he is main event worthy to Rev and Gladiator in Double B, Bryce Bridges.”
“That is match is all good but the match that I am interested in is between that backstabbing bastard Cannabis and the returning big man in BDC. I hope that BDC beats the hell out of Cannabis for what he did to Pence two weeks ago. Brawl would have won the battle had it not bee n for that asshole.”
The arena lights start to flicker before going out. From the top of the rampway, the crowd hears a motorcycle revving up as Rob Zombie's "Demon Speeding" starts playing softly before blaring from the speakers. Veronica walks out first and then looks at her watch. Outlaw walks out and smiles as he offers her his arm before walking to the ring, ignoring the fans that are around him. Outlaw holds the ropes open for Vanessa before stepping into the ring himself and asking for a microphone. Vanessa looks uninterested with what is going on as Outlaw takes his shades off and slips them into his inside jacket pocket.
“For those of you that don’t know who I am, I am one half of the greatest GM team to ever grace the halls of EWC.”
The crowd boos him as they aren’t impressed with his work so far.
“I don’t really care what you think of me. The fact of the matter is I was not about to sit back and watch the Sedition run the company into the ground just for their own amusement. My partner and I plan to bring Brawl back to its former glory again.”
The crowd cheers at this, excited to see what Outlaw and his mystery partner had planned for the future.
“That being said, I have to say that I am very disappoint in the performance of the Brawl Roster two weeks ago. You went 0-4 at the show with the last match pissing me off more than any of the others. Cannabis, I would advice watching your ass because that shit that you pulled has put you high on my list of people to punish. I look forward to seeing BDC beat you black and blue this week. If you survive that, I guarantee that you won’t like what I plan to put you through. Yes you are technically a member of Rampage but in case you haven’t noticed, the shows are combined and that means that I still have some control over you.”
Outlaw got a sinister gleam in his eyes as he thought about what he was planning for Cannabis.
“But that is neither here nor there. Right now, I am here to announce that tonight after the second match, we will have the contract signing of one of the Main Events for Stranglemania 8. Strange and VDK have been at each other’s throats for a couple of week and as part of the contract, they will not be allowed to attack each other before their match or they will lose their title shot. I will be playing moderator for the contract signing and expect civil behavior from the two.”
He smiled as he made his way out of the ring with Vanessa at his side. At the top of the ramp, he smiled as he bowed to the fans before making his way back stage.
Joe: "There are alot of mixed reactions from the crowd."
Jeremy: "These people just don't know what true leaderships is about. I commend Outlaw."
Joe: “Outlaw is up to something besides reviving Brawl. His track record on running companies speaks of him being an ass to people and closing thing on a whim.”
Jeremy: “What are you talking about? I think that this is the greatest thing to happen to Brawl since Mac returned add to that the fact that several former EWC stars are returning and this place is going to be off the chain with excitement. You are just upset that he is going to do a better job than the Sedition.”
Joe (trance): "The Sedition will destroy all who oppose their supreme power."
They break for a commercial before the start of the first match.
The scene pans to the middle of the ring. “Welcome Back” by Young Jeezy begins to play loudly over the P.A. system. The crowd has little to no reaction. The camera pans to the entrance ramp. The curtain is flung back, and 2 men come from behind it. One of the men is dressed nicely, in a black suit, black slacks, and a blue tie. He walks behind a much larger man. The other, dressed in a white EWC t-shirt, light blue faded jeans, and a brand new pair of white and black Air Force 1’s. A flatbill Yankees hat sits atop his head to the side. He is somewhere around 6’4 and 280 pounds. His humongous forearms and biceps shine in the bright lights surrounding the entrance ramp.
Jessica Stroup: “ EWC, please welcome….Cannonball-Kid!”
The man now recognized as Cannonball-Kid continues to walk down the entrance ramp, slowly, smirking at the fans and completely ignoring attempts at high-fives. He comes to a stop in front of the ring and looks around at the crowd. The smirk never leaves his face as he slides into the ring. The man in the suit walks briskly to the steels stairs, and enters the ring through the ropes. Cannonball-Kid walks to a turnbuckle and climbs to the second rope. He stands there for a few seconds, taking in the crowd, then steps down and adjusts his hat. The man in the suit snags the microphone from the ring announcer and yells at her to get out of the ring. Jessica Stroup gets out of the ring. The music fades out slowly as the man in the suit speaks into the ring.
Carl Overman: “Hello EWC. My name is Carl Overman. I am Cannonball-Kid’s agent. I would like everyone here to give a warm welcome to my client, Curtis Wayne, better known to you all as Cannonball-Kid. He is here to send the rest of the EWC’s roster a message…”
The man in the suit, now known as Carl Overman, hands the microphone over to Cannonball-Kid and Kid begins to speak into it.
Cannonball-Kid – “Well, well, well. If someone hadn’t told me the final destination of my private jet, I would think we were all in China. ((loud boos)) I mean, look at this crowd. Have any of you had a bath in the past week and a half? No, that’s a dumb question, of course you haven’t. ((boos continue to reign out)) My name is Cannonball-Kid. Remember that name, because I am going to be here for a really, really, long time. I come here from New Orleans, Louisiana. I used to think that place was a dump, but after being here for a day, I see I really had nothing to compare it to. But on to more important matters…
I want to get something clear, RIGHT NOW. I do not like any of you, and most of you probably won’t like me. I am not here to get your cheers. I am not here to make any of you happy. I am not here to make friends. I am here for ME.
I have come out here to send a message to each and every person in this stadium. My message is this. I am a force to be reckoned with. An animal that remains untamed. I am the type of monster that is not a figment of your imagination. In fact, I am the realest mother fucker you will ever meet. No fake, no bullshit about me. I will tell you like it is. 9 times out of 10 I will go harder than any wrestling superstar out there will. I have the heart of a lion and the physicality of something you have never seen or dreamt about. You might as well get that into your head right now. Because you are bound to see my expertise one way or another. I was born a champion and I will die a champion.
I demand respect. Why is that? Because I have earned it. Although many of you may not see that, you will see it in the weeks to come. If anyone dares disrespect me, they have quite an unpleasant experience coming their way. I do not care who you are. You could be a hobo or the President of the United States, but I will still cut you down faster than a chainsaw on a twig. I am not scared of anyone. I was not born with fear. Rather, I was born with the opposite. I was born with the instinct to fight. I was born a soldier of my own kind. My battlefield…this squared circle I am standing in before you.
I will wage my first war at Stranglemania 8. The ink is still drying on my contract for my first match. I will be one of the competitors in the Rage in the Cage Match. The stipulation on this match is quite easy to understand. The ring is surrounded with a cage. Hanging from the top of the cage is a suitcase, with 2 things inside. A key, and a piece of paper. This key is the key to victory. The one to get this key, will unlock the door of the cage and get out, making you the winner. But don’t think the paper inside the suitcase is just a meaningless scrap of paper. It is a contract guaranteeing me a shot at the title of my choice. You will all see at Stranglemania 8 what I meant when I said I was born a champion. Until then, I say goodbye.”
“Welcome Back” by Young Jeezy once again begins to blast throughout the stadium. Cannonball-Kid stays put for a second with a look of intensity across his face. He drops the microphone, and leaves the ring. He slowly walks up the entrance ramp, Carl Overman behind him. He stops, and turns around taking in the crowd once more before turning around and heading backstage.
*Fade*
“This match is set for one fall and has a fifteen minute time limit.”
“Introducing first, from parts unknown, weighing in at 185 lbs and standing at 6’2”……”
Fog explodes out the ramp as Coma White by Marilyn Manson plays, as the fog settles he walks out with a red tinted light shining. Strange has a grin on his face as he steps in the ring for the start of the match.
“……This is the mysterious Mr. Strange. And his opponent, from the Edge of Seventeen, weighing in at an astonishing 254 lbs and stands at 6’4” tall……”
Edge of Seventeen by Jonas hits the PA system as the lights turn pink and green. Bryce walks out with his trademark zebra Capone hat. He walks with a cocky undertone, getting booed every step of the way. He goes to high five a fan who tries to return the favor, but before he makes contact, he quickly lows his hand, and gives the fan a pissed off look. Bryce shakes his head in a disapproving manor and moves along. Once at the apron, he takes a step back, takes off his hat, gets a running start, and slides into the ring. Once in the ring, he does the Super Crazy front flip nip-up. He does to the turnbuckle and climbs to the second rope. He makes a chicken wing with his right arm, taunting for the roaring elbow. He climbs down from the turnbuckle. The lights go back to normal and the music fades out as Bryce prepares for the upcoming match.
“……He is Double B, Bryce Bridges.”
“This should be a good match. Strange is looking for revenge after Bryce beat him two weeks ago with a little help from VDK.”
“A little help my ass, VDK tried to knock Strange’s head off before beating the shit out of him.”
Earl checked both wrestlers for foreign objects before calling for the bell to start the match. Strange charged at Bryce, knocking him back a little bit. Strange looked at Bryce for a moment before hitting him with a swift kick to the head. Bryce staggered back a little as the kick hit its mark. Shaking his head, Bryce pushed strange off of him and across the ring before charging into the corner.
“Strange is noticing that the weight difference might be a problem to overcome.”
Strange rolled out of the way of the charging Bryce, letting him hit the corner full on. As Bryce staggered back, Strange used a leg sweep to take the big man down. Strange grinned as he kipped up before locking on a surfboard move, stretching Bryce’s arms behind his back. Strange laughed as he cinched the hold deeper as he went down to a knee while driving the other knee into Bryce’s back. Bryce struggles to break free but Strange has a decent hold on his arms. Bryce’s screams the longer that the hold is being held in. After a few minutes with the hold, the ref starts to ask Bryce if he wants to give up in between the screams.
“Strange is doing a smart thing by not trying to adjust the move. The slightest give in his hold and Bryce would counter the move.”
Bryce attempts to break the hold only for Strange to cinch in the hold even more. After a few minutes of struggling, Bryce finally gave into the pain and submitted. The ref calls for the bell as he tells Strange to release the hold.
“The winner of the match is Mr. Strange.”
Aiello: Welcome back folks. Tonight we bring you the new Co-General Manager introduction.
Piven: To be honest Joy, I have no idea who this guy is. I heard that President Mac hired a bum from the streets.
Aiello: I don't know JP. I really am...
Suddenly Survival of the Sickest blares over the PA system.
Aiello: What the?
Suddenly Balthazar Cross comes out from behind the curtain and stands at the top of the entrance ramp as the crowd looks on in bewilderment. Cross walks down the ramp as he slaps the hands of the fans at ringside. After walking up the steel steps and in between the middle rope, he asks the ring announcer for a microphone.
Cross: Ladies and Gentlemen. How are ya?
The crowd erupts in a roar from excitement.
Cross: Let me introduce myself. My name is Balthazar Cross and I am the NEW CO-GENERAL MANAGER in EWC.
The crowd erupts in a loud roar as Balthazar Cross stands there in the middle of the ring.
Cross: Now I know that I have some big shoes left behind by big feet to fill, but I promise....no I GURANTEE that EWC will be taken to newer heights with my fellow Co-GM Haven's Outlaw. The way I see it now, EWC is plateauing out. It's not getting any higher. But inside this twisted tattooed brain, I got some ideas that will take EWC not only headstrong into our thirteenth year, but the future as well.
The crowd erupts louder with excitement.
Cross: I'm going to bring the matchups that the fans wanna see.
The crowd roars in approval
Cross: I'm going to bring some V..IO..LENCE.
The crowd erupts louder
Cross: So ladies and Gentlemen....be prepared....be excited....cause the world is changing and I am one of the men at the helm.
Balthazar Cross drops the microphone in the middle of the ring and slaps the fans at ringside hands again as he walks back up the entrance ramp.
The camera focuses in the middle of the ring where Kid Cannabis is standing cockingly.
Stroup: Introducing first. Hailing originally from Amsterdam, Netherlands. Currently resides in Pittsburgh, PA. He is a former two-time Hardcore Championship Wrestling World Champion. Weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds. The inventor of dynamite. KID CANNABIS!!!!
The crowd boos loudly as Kid Cannabis stands there smugly.
Suddenly white neon lights flicker throughout the arena and a rocked up version of "The Pretender" by the Foo Fighters blasts from the arena's PA system. The crowd boo loudly as the man, the myth, the legend BDC walks from behind the curtain and stands at the top of the ramp. The EWC - Tron shows the Welsh National Flag, and red, white and green pyro shoot high into the air and he then heads toward the ring. He climbs over the top rope and proceeds to climb each turnbuckle one at a time, raising his right arm in the air. He then jumps up and down a little in the centre of the ring and crouches a little, hands on his knees.
Stroup: And introducing the opponent. Hailing from Wales, United Kingdom. Weighing in at three hundred and ten pounds. He is also a former Hardcore Championship Wrestling World Champion. He is B...D...C!
The crowd roars in enthusiasm as BDC stands their nose to nose with Kid Cannabis in the middle of the ring. Cannabis tries to shove BDC, but BDC swats Cannabis in the head and knocks him into the corner. Cannabis crouches to one knee as BDC approaches, but Cannabis explodes out of the corner and chop blocks BDC down to the mat. Cannabis begins to unleash a ferocity of kicks and punches as the referee tries to pull him off. Cannabis finally stops the assault and smugly walks around the ring taunting the fans on the outside. As BDC is trying to make it to his feet, Cannabis comes over and dropkicks BDC in the head. BDC crumples to the mat again and Cannabis begins a furious assault again. After a few moments of raining fists and feet, BDC finally manages to make it to his feet and fend off Cannabis.
Aiello: Tough fight from BDC tonight. If I received a beating like the one Kid Cannabis is doing right now, I'd lightly tap my hand on the mat and surrender.
Piven: Chicken.
Aiello: Chicken? Not only is Cannabis one of the best in EWC history, he's Sedition. They don't recruit weak people.
Piven: True, but your still chicken.
As the camera returns to the ring, we find BDC lifting Cannabis onto the top rope. As BDC is climbing the ropes, Cannabis punches him in the side three times before pushing him off. Cannabis stands on the top rope and comes sailing down on top of BDC in a sick splat. Cannabis covers BDC.
Referee: 1...2
BDC kicks out at two. Cannabis quickly gets to his feet and stalks the larger BDC. When BDC gets to his feet, Cannabis whips him around and Irish Whips him into the corner. On the rebound Cannabis grabs BDC and runs up the turnbuckle hitting the Chronic. Cannabis covers.
Referee: 1...2...3.
The crowd boos loudly as Kid Cannabis has his hand raised in victory.
Stroup: Here is your winner....KID CANABIS!!!!
The ring was all set up for the contract signing between Strange and VDK. The crowd was on the edge of their seat as they awaited what was to come.
The arena lights start to flicker before going out. From the top of the rampway, the crowd hears a motorcycle revving up as Rob Zombie's "Demon Speeding" starts playing softly before blaring from the speakers. Veronica walks out first and then looks at her watch. Outlaw walks out and smiles as he offers her his arm before walking to the ring, ignoring the fans that are around him. Outlaw holds the ropes open for Vanessa before stepping into the ring himself and asking for a microphone. Outlaw smiled as he looked around the ring at the setup.
“It is time for the contract signing. I am not here to do a lot of talking so let’s get this on. First up, let’s get the disturbed one, Mr. Strange, out here.”
Fog explodes out the ramp as the song plays, as the fog settles he walks out with a red tinted light shining. Strange is smiling as he makes his way to the ring. He is a little battered after the match that he had but all in all looks to be in good shape. As Strange entered the ring, he looks at Outlaw apprehensively. Love was not lost between the two.
“Damn Strange, relax. I have no intention to attack you. I am just here to oversee the contract signing. If you will please take a seat, we will get your opponent out here.”
"New Divide" by Linkin Park plays over the P.A. The crowd jump on their feet and cheer as Larsen Van Der Kamp makes his way towards the ring. He walks to the ring at a slow pace. He keeps his focus straight ahead as he walks down the aisle. When he reaches the ring, he slides under the bottom rope. Larsen stands in the center of the ring. He looks around the arena and sees all the fans cheering for him. He appears overwhelmed by their response. Larsen points out to the crowd and nods his head. VDK glares at Strange as he slowly steps into the ring.
VDK takes a seat across from Strange as Outlaw stands to the side of the table.
“Gentlemen, we are here for the contract signing of the Title match at Stranglemania. I will remind you that part of the contract states that you may not lay a hand on each other before the official match. Unless there is something that you wish to say to each other, we will proceed with Strange signing first and then VDK.”
Strange stood up and faced VDK before taking the mic that was on the table.
“I can’t tell you the excitement I feel when I stare deep into the blood of my enemies on my hands after consistently pounding them even after the point of the match where it is obvious I'm the winner. To be dragged off that unconscious body of the victim brings such sorrow.”
He smiled as he picked up the pen and signed the contract setting before setting both the mic and the pen back on the table.
VDK shakes his head as he picks up the pen and signs on the dotted line. He stood up and extend a hand out to Strange out of respect. Just before Strange took his hand to shake it, a hooded figure comes out of the crowd and attacks VDK. Strange smiles as he just stands in the corner and watches. Looking at Outlaw, he mouthed ‘Don’t want to hit VDK by accident.’ Outlaw rolled his eyes as he turned back around in time to see VDK get the upperhand and knockout the assailant. Outlaw took the opportunity to smile to the competitors before he had the hooded man dragged away. Looking at Strange and VDK who were nose to nose yelling at each other, Outlaw cleared his throat.
“Apparently, there is a lot of tension going on between you two. Well, seeing as a traditional match will not be good enough to satisfy you two, at Stranglemania you two with put this feud to rest.”
Outlaw has security separate the two as he walks back up the ramp.
“Oh and by the way, not only will the feud be put to rest but by the end of the match one of you will rest in peace as the title match at Stranglemania will be a casket match.”
Outlaw chuckled as he walked backstage, leaving two stunned individuals in the ring.
**The hour fades with Strange and VDK struggling to get at each other.**
