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Post by tonyhunter on Jun 24, 2007 19:13:35 GMT -6
The scene immediately opens in the jam packed Metropol in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Fletcher Pierce: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the second Road to Red, White and Bruised, I’m Fletcher Pierce… Val Mora: …and I’m Val Mora. Tonight, is the debut of Tony Hunter as the NEW Power on Wrestling General Manager! But first, we’ve got this to show you… The camera zooms in on the large screen were a video begins. “One Blood” by Terence Jay hits as a slideshow plays featuring Randall Lovejoy… …In the far away fires…
…Where the hills forever burn…
…At the feet of our heroes…
…We try hard to learn…
…But the lesson is lost there…
…In the smoke and the mud…
...That we are one flesh, one breath, one life, one blood…
…I stood by the river…
…That ran red with shame…
…I stood in the killing fields…
…Where death had no name…
…I stood with my brothers…
And awaited flood…
…And we where one flesh, one breath, one life, one blood…
…Then I fell to the ground…
…Tasted ashes on my tongue…
…Thinking that only the dead…
…Are forever young…
…There was peace in the twilight…
…And for a moment or more…
…It was a world without danger…
…A world without war…
…And I will take all your suffering…
…It will do any good…
…Cause we are one flesh, one breath, one life, one blood… Shane Sommers: At the end of last week’s Road to Red, White and Bruised, it was the end of an era; the end of Randall Lovejoy as the Head Booker of Power On Wrestling: New England. But tonight marks a beginning…the beginning of a new era… Suddenly, “You are the One” by Shiny Toy Guns hits. The camera zooms in on the big screen again, showing the entrance video of Tony Hunter. As the chorus kicks in, the camera focuses on the stage, eight fireworks go off on the stage and Tony Hunter appears on the stage. Shane Sommers: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome THE NEW GENERAL MANAGER OF POWER ON WRESTLING: NEW ENGLAND, HE IS Tony Hunter!!! The crowd goes wild as Tony walks slowly to the ring. He is wearing a black suit, white shirt and a red tie. He walks up the steps and into the ring. He is handed the microphone by Sommers. Tony: That’s right. One door closes, and another opens, and when Randall Lovejoy stepped through that door, it was me that was chosen to replace him…why? ‘Cause I’m the best man for the job. Tonight, the Tony Hunter regime begins. And may I make sure that all of you people know who the boss is around… Suddenly, “Sad but True” by Metallica hits and the crowd boo as Josh Eagles appears on the stage. He looks at Tony, grins and walks to the ring. Tony folds his arms and watches Eagles as he enters the ring, takes the mic from Shane Sommers and begins to speak. Eagles: Let me start off by saying that I got the night off my friends, which means I am sorry to disappoint but all the matches tonight will be blahzay at best. So I figured that since I am the Champion of the People and what not I should come on out here and start your night off the right way by keeping sure you get a look at the most dominate wrestler in all of the New England Territory, the man who has beat opponent after opponent, including David Hilt, one of these so called CHAMPIONS! But really it is that point that brings me out here tonight! You see it has come to my attention that POW New England is under NEW management, that we are out with the Lovejoy and in with the Hunter and that suits me just fine because I think this Hunter character is a man of class, a man of real, let's say brains and he has to know that Josh Eagles fills these seats better then any three wrestlers on this roster combined! So with that said Mr. Hunter and loyal New England fans, please take a look at this. Josh points to the screen and a video package starts to play, with "Sad But True" the underlying music. It starts by showing photos of the New England roster and then stops with Josh Eagles who it focuses on and as the beat picks up it jumps into his matches around the New England territory, showing him gain win after win and hitting special, making people tap and or pass out and raising his hand in victory. After about 72 secs the scene cuts out and the audience is again in a split decision on cheers and boos. Eagles: You see that is what a CHAMPION is all about and that is what brings me out here tonight! You see Red, White, and Bruised is just around the corner and thus far there are no matches set to take place and well Josh Eagles is going to be free that night and well you see the fact of the matter is, I want a TITLE MATCH at Red, White, and Bruised! It is time that New England gives Eagles the chance to shine and I am going to do whatever it takes to get myself into a match. So that means Hilt, Zevon you both better watch yourselves tonight cause I am going to show you, Mr. Hunter just what I can do! “Sad but True” hits and Josh leaves the ring. As he gets to the stage, Tony stops him. Tony: Cut the music! Cut the music!!! The music stops and Tony straightens himself up. Tony: I don’t know who the hell you think you are. One! You interrupt me. Two! You demand a title shot. Well let me tell you something, Eagles! You won’t interrupt me again…ever! And if you want a title shot, you gotta earn a title shot! I ain’t gonna just hand it to ya! So, Eagles. You will be in action next week…and I’ll let you know who a suitable opponent will be, at some point! But tonight, I’ll let you off, ‘cause shock horror, you’re right. I am a man of class and a man of brains! See you later! Eagles stares at Tony before leaving through the curtain. Tony walks down the ramp towards the announcers booth and sits down. |
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Post by tonyhunter on Jun 24, 2007 19:14:08 GMT -6
Val Mora: Welcome to ringside, Mr Hunter and welcome to Power On Wrestling New England.
Tony Hunter: Thanks very much Val! So, first match of the night…
Val Mora: Yep! It’s “Renegade” Travis Brown versus Nick Wadden versus Eddie Buchalini Jr.
Fletcher Pierce: That’s right. Renegade making his debut in POW:NE tonight and according to reliable sources, this guys got a lot of promise. Another man with a lot of promise, Nick Wadden! Made his debut last week and he was very, very impressive! And the final man taking part in this match is a man that you are quite familiar with, huh, Tony?
Tony Hunter: Well, my eldest son is even more familiar with him…
Fletcher Pierce: Yep, that man is UWC Hall of Famer, Eddie Buchalini Jr.
"Party Like a Rock Star" by Shop Boyz begins to play and the crowd get out of the chairs as "Renegade" Travis Brown enters through the curtain with the POW Openweight Title on his shoulder. He beats his chest for a few seconds and then points to the people. He then runs to the ring and then slides in under the bottom rope. Travis approaches a turnbuckle, climbs it and then outstretches his arms, holding the title with one hand.
Tony Hunter: That’s my freakin’ title. He hasn’t even won that. I don’t know who the hell he thinks he is either!
Shane Sommers: The following is a triple threat match scheduled for one fall. Ladies and Gentlemen, in the ring, weighing in at 249 pounds, he is “Renegade” Travis Brown.
The arena darkens as lights flicker at the arena roof. Metalingus begins to play as Nick Wadden walks from behind the curtains.
Shane Sommers: And, on his way to the ring, one of his opponents. From Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing 249 pounds, he is Nick Wadden.
The crowd boo as Nick slides under the bottom rope. “Renegade” Travis Brown walks towards him, and Nick shoots of the ring again.
“Soul On Fire” by HIM hits. Fans go crazy as Eddie appears on the stage, Eddie takes off his sunglasses and tosses them in the crowd.
Shane Sommers: And finally, the third participant in the triple threat match. From Miami, Florida, weighing 220 pounds, Eddie Buchalini Jr.
Eddie walks down the ramp and climbs into the ring and takes his shirt off and tosses that into the crowd.
~Ding, Ding~
Travis Brown charges at Buchalini and tackles him to the mat. He stands up and pulls up Buchalini with him. He hits Buchalini with a belly to back Suplex. He stands again and attempts to go for a second but Buchalini kicks Brown in the gut and hits him with a DDT. Buchalini looks over Brown as he lies on the mat. At this point Wadden slides under the bottom rope and he kneels down behind Buchalini and hits him with a low blow.
Fletcher Pierce: The sneaky bast…
Val Mora: Not sneaky! Tactical. Nick Wadden is a man with a lot of initiative.
Tony Hunter: Yeah; Very sensible move by Mr Wadden. I like it.
Buchalini falls to the mat, writhing in pain. Wadden picks up Buchalini and stands him in the corner. Brown stands up and walks over to the opposite corner. He suddenly sprints at Buchalini and hits him with a running knee.
Fletcher Pierce: Good God! I felt that. Buchalini must have internal bleeding after that. Look at the size of Brown’s legs. They’re huge.
Val Mora: You’re watching his legs…okay.
Tony Hunter: Yeah, first impressions are important, Pierce. I’m slightly worried that my play-by-play man is watching my superstars’ legs.
Fletcher Pierce: You know what I meant!
Tony Hunter: …oh yeah…of course.
Buchalini falls forward onto Brown. Brown looks at him and laughs before hitting him with an exploder Suplex. Buchalini hits the mat and rolls out of the ring. Brown watches as Buchalini lies on the floor outside and Wadden takes advantage. Wadden hits Brown in the back with a forearm before following up with a sideslam. Wadden jumps through the ropes. At this point, Buchalini stands up, looking dazed. Wadden punches Buchalini in the face twice, before hitting him with an inverted chokeslam on the floor. Travis Brown stands up and exits the ring. He hits Wadden with a flapjack spinebuster before picking him up and sliding him under the bottom rope. He does the same with Buchalini.
Fletcher Pierce: “Renegade” Travis Brown looks to be in charge of this match here.
Brown slides under the bottom rope, picks Buchalini up and irish whip’s him into the corner. He picks up Wadden and irish whips him into the opposite corner. He runs at Buchalini and hits him with a running knee and does the same to Wadden. He picks Wadden up and stands him up. Brown quickly walks over to the opposite side of the ring before running at Wadden for a second time and he hits him with a gore.
Fletcher Pierce: Oh my God! The GORE! That’s it for Wadden!
Wadden attempts to stand but falls through the ropes to the floor. Buchalini stands up and Travis Brown runs at him and hits him with the gore too. He covers him.
1…2…
Travis decides not to end the match yet and he stands up. He pulls Buchalini away from the corner and he climbs the turnbuckle to the top rope. He jumps off and hits Buchalini with a Swanton Bomb!
He covers him.
1…2….3
Shane Sommers: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner, “Renegade” Travis Brown.
Fletcher Pierce: There was no way that Buchalini was gonna get out of that. Look at him! He’s destroyed.
Val Mora: Yeah, and it’s a shame about Wadden. He put up a good fight tonight but the debutee has won his first match!
Tony Hunter: Great match! Mora, keep your eye on him. I’m off now and I don’t want him sneaking off half way through the show to watch America’s Next Top Model, okay?
Val Mora: Okay, boss, whatever you say!
Fletcher Pierce: America’s Next Top Model? How dare he! And anyway, the seasons finished so…
Val: Shut up, Pierce! You’re digging a deeper hole!
Tony Hunter leaves the commentary booth and he picks up the title from the bell ringer’s table. He walks around the ring and up the ramp as “Renegade” Travis Brown celebrates his victory. He turns around and laughs as Brown notices Hunter’s got the belt. Brown stares at Hunter as he shouts “I’m the Boss” several times.
The scene fades for a commercial break.
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Post by tonyhunter on Jun 24, 2007 19:14:49 GMT -6
The scene opens after the break backstage were Tony Hunter is walking towards his office. Stood outside is POW:NE Backstage Interviewer, Lee Cash.
Lee Cash: Mr Hunter, can I ask you a few questions?
Tony: Well there’s one. And my answer; no! Ya see, this is what annoys me about you people. You’re a bunch of parasites! You never wanted to speak to me when I wasn’t GM so now I have authority; you’re tryna get up my ass. Well, sorry Cash! It might have worked for Jonathan Coachman in WWE. He got to being better than a backstage announcer. But you, Cash, will always be a minimum wage asshole. Go and find someone else to irritate.
Tony pushes Lee out of the way and opens the door to his office. The light is off but a TV screen is on in the corner. Tony turns on the light and his chair is facing the wall. All we can see is the back of someone’s head.
Tony: Who the hell are you and what the hell are you doing in my office?
The chair turns around and sat there is David Hunter.
Tony: Oh, it’s you. Glad you could be here, Dave! It’s a big night for me. Means a lot that you could be here!
Dave: Wouldn’t miss it for the world, pops! This place is looking good and it’s great to see you sat in the big chair.
Tony: Well, actually, you’re sat in it.
Dave: Yeah, sorry about that.
Dave stands up and sits on a chair in front of the desk. Tony drops the POW Openweight Title on the desk and sits down.
Dave: So, what’s your target. Get POW:NE recognised worldwide?
Tony: Well, there’s a few things that need to be sorted before that. You might have noticed that your old stomping ground has a bigger roster than we do.
Dave: What? In Midwest?
Tony: Yeah…
Dave: Don’t worry about it. I’d noticed there were a few new guys coming in here!
Tony: Yeah…but still…
Dave: What?
Tony: ‘You thought about coming out of retirement yet, Dave?
Dave: Sure, I’ve thought about it. I get bored. But no, not for the time being. I need to rest myself. I’m very weary.
Tony: I understand, son. It’d be great to see you back here, though.
Dave: I know…and I will come back, one day. I won’t last…
Tony: I know! You’re like Terry Funk!
Dave: Haha! Not that bad. Anyway, you’re a busy man, so I’ll let you get on with your job.
Tony: Yeah, I gotta decide what to do with this…(as he picks up the POW Openweight title.)
Dave: Laters pops!
Dave stands up and leaves the room.
The scene fades for a commercial break.
The scene re-opens at ringside with Fletcher Pierce and Val Mora.
Fletcher Pierce: Ladies and Gentlemen, I have just been informed that Mick Cormac is here tonight! He isn’t here for nothing. He is here to debut his new POW:NE Exclusive show, Cormac’s Tavern. And tonight he has a special guest who is currently unnamed. Stay Tuned for Eddie Jones versus President Pliskin which will be right after this commercial break!
Before the break, the camera turns to the screen and shows a young kid in a gym wrestling in the ring, punching a punch bag. There are then scenes of the kid running through streets, alleys, parks and snowy hills.
~~Next Week, Power On Wrestling gets it’s youngest superstar yet! 17 year old, Cory Barnett is coming to POW:NE~~
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Post by tonyhunter on Jun 24, 2007 19:15:18 GMT -6
The scene re-opens back inside the Metropol with the capacity crowd at fever pitch. We return to the commentary desk.
Fletcher Pierce: We’re are back and, I don’t know about you Val but, I am certainly looking forward to the debut of young Cory Barnett
Val Mora: Well I’ve heard good thinks about this young kid but he’ll have to be something damn special to compete here in New England, Pierce
Fletcher Pierce: Well we’re about to see a couple of new comers who will be hoping to make a good impression here in POW: NE
Val Mora: Well I’m surprised that this match is taking place here Fletch’. I could’ve sworn it was a federal offence to masquerade as the President of the United States.
Fletcher Pierce: Well do you wanna go tell Mr Pliskin and his CIA guard that
Val Mora: … Hail to the Chief Fletch’
“Life Wasted” plays throughout the Metropol as the crowd rise to their feet for the arrival of Eddie Jones who is stood in the audience puffing away on his cigarette. He raises his arm above his head as the fans applaud and cheer. He makes his way down to the arena floor and climbs into the ring, stubbing out his cigarette before he does so.
Shane Sommers: Ladies and Gentlemen, introducing first, from Seattle, Washington… weighing 240lbs… He is Eddie Jones
He climbs into the ring and warms up, stretching and running the ropes. The referee speaks to him on and off, relaying his instructions to Jones, who is not fully concentrating yet who takes them in regardless.
Fletcher Pierce: Didn’t have the best run of luck over in our sister promotion but now he has a clean slate here in New England
Val Mora: Sister promotion? Are you calling Tito Capaci a girl Fletch? He won’t like that my man
Fletcher Pierce: What? The hell I called Capaci a girl
Val Mora: That’s what it sounded like to me. You’re a braver man than me that’s for sure
Fletcher: Will you please shut up?
“Angel” plays from the speakers as the CIA agents come out onto stage. They are holding there ear pieces to their ears and communicating to each other. They are followed by President Pliskin who comes out, carrying Old Glory, to a chorus of boos… yet for some reason he lets them wash over him as he waves and grins to “his American public” as he is lead down the ramp by the CIA.
Shane Sommers: And his opponent, from our nations capitol, Washington, D.C. Please welcome, President Robert Pliskin
He climbs into the ring and shakes the hand of the referee and extends his hand to Jones, who rebukes his gesture. The referee speaks to Prez, who has handed over Old Glory to the CIA. He walks back to his corner for a last minute warm up before returning to the centre of the ring to lock up
Fletcher Pierce: So here we go now. President Pliskin one on one with Eddie Jones
Val Mora: Lets see who can make the better first impression
The pair lock up and Jones catches the Prez early with a text book wristlock. He clamps down on the hold forcing the Prez, momentarily, down to one knee.
Fletcher Pierce: Jones with an early lead here over the Prez
Val Mora: The operative word is early, there’s still a long way to go in this one
Prez regains his vertical base and rolls through on the mat before wrapping his foot around the bottom rope forcing the break. The referee calls for the break
1…
2…
3…
The hold is broken
The two men go back to the centre of the ring and lock up again. This time Prez takes control with a tight side headlock. The hold is wrenched tighter and tighter by Prez, who retains his beaming grin whilst tightening his grip around Jones head. Jones tries a number of things to break the hold. First, he attempts to counter the headlock to a top wristlock, secondly he fires three elbows to the abdomen, and finally he backs Prez into the ropes and fires him off to the other side.
Prez comes back and is caught in a sleeper by Jones. Prez struggles for breath but before the hold can take full affect, Prez spins around and catches Jones with a back suplex.
With both men down the referee begins the count
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2…
3…
Val Mora: Both men tired and dazed
4…
5…
Prez begins to get up
6…
Jones also starts to get to his feet
7..
8…
Both men are up and Prez forces Jones back to the ropes. He Irish whips him into the ropes and upon his return attempts a clothesline. Jones ducks under him and heads for the other ropes. He shoots back and catches Prez with the Flying Forearm. With a rush of adrenaline Jones gets up quickly, as does Prez. Jones kicks Prez and plants him with a DDT. Jones is pumped as he picks up Prez and power slams him followed by a leg drop. He covers him.
1…
2…
Kickout
He doesn’t let this slow him as he stands back up and suplexes his man again. He signals for the Frog Splash and heads for the top rope.
Fletcher Pierce: Frog splash is on its way Val
Val Mora: If he connects then it is over
Just then one of the CIA agents heads to the apron and distracts the referee. With the referee out of action the second CIA agent whacks Jones on the top rope with Old Glory. This sends Jones crashing to the mat. The first agent, Thomas Knight, continues to distract the referee as the second agent, Steven Thompson, slides in the ring and drills the dazed Jones with the Gory Bomb as Prez recovers. Thompson slides out of the ring and Knight drops from the apron. Prez applies the Code Yellow Terror Alert. Te referee turns and sees the hold applied to, the now unconscious, Jones. He sees that Jones is incapacitated and rings the bell.
Shane Sommers: Ladies and Gentlemen your winner by way of TKO… President Robert Pliskin
Prez stands up and celebrates as the CIA enter the ring. The referee raises his hand as the CIA hold Old Glory out behind him. After a few seconds the CIA whisk Prez away from the ring, up the ramp and out of the Metropol as Eddie Jones wakes and protests to the referee
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Post by tonyhunter on Jun 24, 2007 19:15:55 GMT -6
Shane Sommers: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
“Death Knell for Paper Children" by Soiled Doves hits. The acoustic guitar of "The Death Knell for Paper Children" jangles through the arena. The electric guitar crashes, and a single spotlight centers itself on the black curtain. Enter "The Green Bull" Enrique Alvarez. He dashes through the curtain and sprints to the ring. He is joined at a short distance by his manager: the mysterious Doctor Vertigo, ambling w/ the aid of a cane. Once in the ring, Alvarez ascends the turnbuckle for a short time, before stepping down.
Shane Sommers: In the ring, from Monterrey, Mexico, weighing 215 pounds, “Toro Verde” Enrique Alvarez!!!
H2O's Role Model plays on the P.A. as Gamer Nerd makes his way down the aisle raising his favorite 8-bit NES control deck & carrying it with him. He lays the control deck on the announcer's table then he enters the ring and stands in the opposite corner to Toro Verde.
Shane Sommers: His opponent, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing 140 pounds, he is Gamer Nerd!!!
Gamer Nerd runs at Alvarez and hits him with a quick clothesline. Alvarez goes down but rolls over and stands himself up almost straight away. Gamer Nerd grabs his head and hits him with a bulldog.
Fletcher Pierce: Gamer Nerd SMASHING Alvaraz’ face into the mat. Good god!
Val Mora: His nose must be inside his face. Haha!
Gamer Nerd goes to the top rope and hits an Asai moonsaults. He goes for the cover.
1…2…Kick Out!
Fletcher Pierce: Gamer Nerd going for the early pin fall there!
Val Mora: …and failing…
Gamer Nerd goes and stands in the opposite corner of the ring and waits for Enrique Alvarez to stand up before running over and hitting him with a superkick! He covers him again.
1…2….3!
Shane Sommers: Your winner, Gamer Nerd!!!
Fletcher Pierce: Well, that was a quick contest! We’re gonna go for a commercial break…
Val Mora: Stay Tuned!!!
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Post by tonyhunter on Jun 24, 2007 19:16:22 GMT -6
Fletcher Pierce: We’re back from the commercial break. Let us remind you that we have a massive main event coming up. It’s gonna be John Anthony versus Macros Vitruvious with POW Eastern Heavyweight Champion, JR Zevon as the Special Referee. I do believe that next it’s gonna be David Hilt versus Buddy Love. So…
Suddenly “Barroom Hero” by Dropkick Murphy hits and Mick Cormac appears on the stage. The camera turns right and on the right hand side of the stage is a set of a bar. There are two stools at the bar, and some optics behind it. Above the optics is a flashing neon sign which reads “Cormac’s Tavern”.
Shane Sommers: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome, from Cork, Ireland, the presenter of “Cormac’s Tavern”, Mick Cormac!!!
Mick is wearing a black shirt with “POW New England” on the front, jeans and a black leather jacket. He walks over to the set of Cormac’s Tavern. He takes off his jacket and puts it on the bar. He walks behind the bar, pours himself a guiness and walks back round to the other side of the bar.
Mick Cormac: Well, first of all, I’d like to thank Tony Hunter for allowing me to debut Cormac’s Tavern tonight. It’s something that came to me a while ago but the idea never materialised. But tonight, is the long awaited Cormac’s Pit. And tonight, I am privileged to have a very talented guest, and a man with very much potential. That man is also very privileged to be the first ever guest of Cormac’s Tavern. That man is a man that is also from the British Isles. He’s from Middlesbrough in England. He’s 6 foot 2. He’s 240 pounds. He is “The Last True Warrior”, Meltdown!!!
“Aenema” by Tool hits and Meltdown appears on the stage. He is wearing a long black leather robe and his ceremonial mask. He walks over to the set, shakes Mick Cormac’s hand and sits down on the other stool. Cormac hands Meltdown a microphone.
Cormac: Guiness?
Meltdown: No, thank you!
Cormac: Okay. So, Meltdown, you’re not in action tonight, so I’d like to thank you for coming away from your night off and being a part of this show. It’s a privilege to be able to talk to you tonight. So first of all, I’m gonna start where everyone wants me to start from and I’m gonna ask you the question everyone wants the answer too! Earlier this week, there was rumors on POW.com that you were about to break your contract with POW:NE and leave the company. Is there any truth in those rumors?
Meltdown: No, not at all! I’m in POW:NE for a reason. And that reason is to succeed. I came to this company…and this territory in particular to gain success and that is what I still plan on doing. I plan to prove to my peers, the fans, and Tony Hunter what I am capable of and what I can do in the ring!
Cormac: So, if that is the case, realistically, you must have a target. Where would you like to be in six months time?
Meltdown: Well, I’d like to be here in POW:NE still attempting to succeed.
Cormac: So, in your opinion, what is success and how do you intend to achieve it?
Meltdown: Well, realistically, success would be holding the POW Eastern Heavyweight Championship. But you know, Aswell as I do, I don’t deserve to be handed that belt. I need to earn it. I am willing to go through hell, fire and brimstone to get what I want. I deserve a chance, a chance to prove myself, a chance at the title and a chance to show that I can be Mr Power On Wrestling: New England…
Suddenly, “Do you think I’m a Saxon” by Hans Zimmer hits and Macros enters with Riley through the curtain. He walks over to the set of Cormac’s Tavern and snatches the microphone out of Mick Cormac’s hand.
Riley: Who the hell do you think you are? Demanding title shots just like that? Macros has worked his ass off to prove to the world that it should be HIM that gets the title shot and you just come out here, say a few words and think that you should be the one wearing gold…well no! Sorry! It ain’t gonna happen, cause I’ll tell you something right now! You could never, ever defeat my client in the ring!
Macros pushes Meltdown backwards and he falls over the stool. Macros picks up the stool and throws It on top of Meltdown, before pushing Mick Cormac onto the floor too. Macros walks away leaving through the curtain.
Fletcher Pierce: What the hell is his problem? Meltdown wasn’t demanding a title shot at all. He was merely saying he would prove to everyone that he deserved one! He’s got a problem and John Anthony may be the man that suffers due to that problem tonight!
Val Mora: Yeah! Obviously Macros ain’t in a good mood so he may take it out on Anthony tonight! We’re gonna go for a commercial break guys! Stay Tuned!
Before the show goes for a break, the camera goes to the big screen.
"Do Something" by Britney Spears plays a slideshow plays for about 30 seconds.
~~Next week, coming all the way from Entertainment City,~~
~~Captain Ragnorack debuts!~~
Captain Ragnorack appears on the screen.
~~”As long as there is Entertainment, I will be there!"~~
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Post by tonyhunter on Jun 24, 2007 19:16:55 GMT -6
Fletcher Pierce: Another much awaited debut next week, Val, in the debut of Captain Ragnorack
Val Mora: A wrestling super hero? Wassupwidat?
Fletcher Pierce: Did somebody say gimmick infringement?
The Jimi Hendrix classic, “Voodoo Chile” plays over the P.A. as, the bead adorned, Buddy Love walks out onto the stage to a loud cheer. He strides down to the ring, tossing his beads to the crowd.
Shane Sommers: Ladies and Gentlemen this next contest is scheduled for one fall and is your penultimate contest of the evening. Introducing first, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing 205lbs, he is Buddy “Love” Johansson
Buddy enters the ring and gives out more beads, throwing them to the crowd and draping them around the neck of the referee and the ring announcer. The referee promptly removes his and hands it to the ring announcer who prepares to announce the second combatant, as love shadow boxes to warm up.
“Breathe today” fills the Metropol as David Hilt, carrying his Mid Atlantic Championship, steps through the entrance curtain and surveys the crowd. He walks down the ramp and climbs into the ring.
Shane Sommers: And his opponent, from San Diego, California, weighing in at 242lbs, the POW Mid Atlantic Champion, this is David… Hilt
Hilt stretches on the ropes before joining the referee and Love in the centre of the ring. The two men lock up.
Fletcher Pierce: Here we go Val, Lock up in the middle of the ring.
Hilt switches the hold and catches Love in a rear waistlock. He crouches, not allowing Love to try and counter with elbows, before letting go of the hold and quickly rolling Hilt up
Val Mora: Trying to end it early here. Will he get him?
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Kick out
Val Mora: No!!!
Hilt gets up to his feet and looks pleased with his effort whilst Love regains his composure. The two lock up again and this time it is Love who shoots the waistlock. From here Love takes Hilt over with a waistlock takedown, slamming Hilt on his front. From here Love begins to ride Hilt several times before paint brushing his head and standing up smiling.
Val Mora: Love getting cocky now. He won’t get very far with the champ like that
The two go to lock up again however this time Hilt catches Love with a right hand. He catches his with another and backs him into the ropes. He Irish whips him and then plants him upon his return with a hard clothesline.
Fletcher Pierce: Stiff clothesline there from the champ
Hilt picks Love up and drills him with a snap suplex. He makes the cover
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Kick out
Fletcher Pierce: Kick out by Love
Val Mora: Champ has to stay on him now though and try and work this advantage further
Hilt picks up Love and snapmares him back down to the mat hard. He locks in the rear chinlock. He wrenches down on the hold and sticks his knee into the back of Love to be on the safe side. He bears down on the hold, restricting Loves air intake. He switches the hold into a sleeper hold and drags him down to the mat.
Fletcher Pierce: The Mid Atlantic Champion trying to cut off the oxygen to Buddy’s brain
Val Mora: It’s the oldest strategy in the book Fletch’. Squeeze a mans neck as hard as you can until his body can’t function. This is what this sport is about and I love it
Fletcher: Well Buddy doesn’t Love it. He needs to get out of this and quickly else his night will end soon
Hilt tightens his grip and Buddy begins to fade. The referee decides to see if he is still conscious. He raises his arm and lets it fall.
1…
Fletcher Pierce: Buddy might be out of it
2…
Val Mora: Hilts gonna win
Th… No
Buddy keeps his arm aloft and the referee signals for the match to continue. Slowly he starts to his feet. The two men return to a standing position and Buddy fires some stiff elbows to the mid section. He breaks the hold and then begins to fire stiff rights and lefts. He fires a big round house which dazes the champion.
Fletcher Pierce: Love fighting for all he’s worth
Buddy runs the ropes and attempts a cross body block but is caught instead with a drop kick, winding Love.
Val Mora: That’s why he’s champion Fletch.
Hilt stands up smiling and picks up Love. He signals for his signature 4 suplexes
1 Suplex
Val Mora: Hilts gonna win this one I can feel it
2 suplexes
Fletcher Pierce: There’s number 2
3 suplexes
Val Mora: one more to go
Hilt attempts the fourth suplex but then before he can connect Love slips around the back and catches the Champion in a modified Mardi gras Hangover. Love tightens his grip around the neck and Hilt gasps for air
Fletcher Pierce: Out of nowhere… Love might take this one
Hilt writhes for air and struggles, reaching for the ropes to no avail. He tries to squeeze out but he cannot. In a last ditch effort to escape, Hilt drags Love and himself to nearer the corner. He slowly climbs up the ropes and pushes backwards, forcing Love onto his back with Hilt on top. The referee notices Loves shoulders down and drops to count
1…
2…
3…
Kick out by Love
Fletcher Pierce: Did he get him?
The Kick out is too late and the referee signals for the bell.
Val Mora: Yes he did!!!
Hilt rolls from the ring and grabs his title belt. He starts up the ramp. Buddy Love is still in the ring on his knees, frustrated by his loss. He sees Hilt walking up the ramp and rolls out after him. He turns Hilt around and stares at him. After a few seconds he extends his hand, showing the more serious side. Hilt is cautious at first but then accepts the gesture. Love then walks past him and up the ramp, through the curtain. Hilt looks at the audience and at his belt. He puts it over his shoulder and then also head back through the curtain
Fletcher Pierce: What a match
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Post by tonyhunter on Jun 24, 2007 19:17:16 GMT -6
Fletcher Pierce: We are back from the commercial break and I do believe Lee Cash is standing backstage with POW Eastern Heavyweight Champion, JR Zevon.
The camera shows the screen and zooms in. Lee Cash is stood outside JR Zevons locker room with the man himself.
Lee Cash: Thanks for taking this moment to speak to me, Zevon. Obviously going into tonights match, you must have a favourite?
Zevon: …no.
Lee Cash: Come on, Zevon. We all know that you’d like to go into Red, White and Bruised against the lesser guy…
Zevon: No, it doesn’t matter who wins tonight, Cash. No matter who wins, I will defeat whoever that person is, lesser man or not. I am Eastern Heavyweight Champion for a reason, and that isn’t cause I’m the lesser man, therefore I can defeat anyone on this roster and I can take whatever they throw at me!
Lee Cash: So what will you take into tonight’s match?
Zevon: My referee’s jersey. And tonight, that is what I am! The referee and I will call it straight down the line. Goodnight Mr Cash!
The scene re-opens back in the ring with Shane Sommers.
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Post by tonyhunter on Jun 24, 2007 19:17:38 GMT -6
Shane Sommers: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following is a match in which the winner will become the Number one Contender for the Eastern Heavyweight Championship.
“Hall of the Mountain King” by the Who hits the speakers. JR Zevon steps from behind the curtain as the rockin' commences. He strolls to the ring with a smug smile on his face and proceeds to climb the ring steps. He walks on the apron, wipes his feet and enters through the ropes. He then checks the integrity of the turnbuckle pads.
Shane Sommers: Ladies and Gentlemen, the special guest referee, and Eastern Heavyweight Champion, JR Zevon!!
“Do you think I’m a Saxon” by Hans Zimmer hits and Macros appears on the stage.
Shane Sommers: From Parts Unknown, weighing 240 pounds, he is Macros Vitruvious.
Macros walks down to the ring, up the steps and into the ring were he is shouting obscenities at JR Zevon who stands with his arms folded in the corner.
“You Spin me Round” by Dope hits and John Anthony comes through the curtain.
Shane Sommers: And his opponent, from Nashville, Tennessee, weighing 217 pounds, John Anthony!!!
He stops to look around, first at one side of the crowd, and then the other. He points his fingers up in the air as the lights shift focus from him to the ceiling, and then John thrusts his hands downward while the lights begin to flicker and dance around. He struts to the ring just as the chorus hits and slides into the ring with a smile. Standing up, he runs to the corner, hops on the second rope and winks to the crowd.
Anthony jumps down from the second rope and looks to the opposite corner where Macros is stood.
~Ding Ding~
Suddenly, “You Are the One” by Shiny Toy Guns hits and Tony Hunter walks through the curtain and stands on the stage, microphone in handed, as if waiting for something to happen.
Tony: …introduce me, pillock!
Shane Sommers: …Ladies and Gentlemen, Power On Wrestling: New England General Manager, Tony Hunter!!!
Tony: The idiots that are employed here…honestly! Zevon, listen to me, pinfalls; they count anywhere. Anything goes, okay?
John Anthony stands with a smile on his face but Macros goes crazy. Zevon takes the microphone from Sommers.
Zevon: Heard ya loud and clear, boss!
Macros runs at John Anthony but Anthony was expecting him and Macros flies through the middle and top rope. Anthony calmly follows Macros out of the ring and he picks him up off the floor. He irish whips him into the barrier dividing the ring from the crowd. Macros holds his side in pain. Anthony hits Macros with a hard uppercut knocking Macros to the ground.
Fletcher Pierce: Oh god! I think he bit his tongue…haha! That was one tough uppercut from John Anthony!
John Anthony picks Macros up and hits a T-Bone Suplex. He goes for the early cover and Zevon counts fairly.
1…2…Kick Out. John Anthony stands up and kicks Macros in the mid section before stepping back allowing him to get on his feet. As soon as Macros straightens himself up, John Anthony immediately attacks him with a roundhouse kick and goes for another cover.
1…2…Kick Out!
Fletcher Pierce: That was soo close! Looked like Anthony was gonna pick up and early victory there!
Anthony goes to look under the ring and he drags out a table. He slides it into the ring and he picks up Macros. As Macros is rising, he punches Anthony in the mid section.
Fletcher Pierce: Macros back on the attack here.
Val Mora: What do ya mean, back on the attack. This is the first time he’s had the upper hand.
Macros hits Anthony with a chop before following up with a neckbreaker. Macros goes to look under the ring and finds a steel chair. Anthony begins to get up and Macros attempts to attack him with the chair but Anthony rolls out of the way, before standing up and DDT-ing him on the chair.
Fletcher Pierce: OH MY GOD! Cover him! That’s gotta be it. COVER HIM!!!
Anthony stands up, grins and shrugs his shoulders. He picks Macros up and throws him into the ring.
Val Mora: What’s he doing. He could’ve had that match won, there and then!!
Anthony slides under the bottom rope and picks Macros up. He steps back a little and hits him with a delayed missile dropkick. Macros hits the mat again and looks to have no power left in him. Anthony stalks him and Macros gets to one knee before Anthony quickly hits him with a butterfly DDT.
Fletcher Pierce: Oh, he’s just hit him with Even the Odds. That is it!
Anthony covers Macros.
1…2….3
~Ding Ding~
Shane Sommers: Your winner and Number One Contender for the Eastern Heavyweight Championship, John Anthony!
Zevon raises Anthony’s hand before they both straighten up and have a stare out. Zevon keeps hold of Anthony’s hand before they shake and Anthony leave the ring. Anthony walks slowly backwards up the ramp still staring at Zevon. As he gets to the top of the ramp, Meltdown comes through the curtain and walks straight past him, walking slowly to the ring with a purpose. Zevon jumps through the ropes as if attempting to stop Meltdown from doing what he thinks he’s gonna do but he grins and lets him into the ring. Meltdown walks up the steps and stands in the ring staring at Macros. Macros stands up looking dazed. He shakes himself and straightens himself up. He gestures for Meltdown to come back for more.
Meltdown calmly walks over to Macros and they begin to trade punches before Meltdown ducks one, irish whips Macros into the corner and clotheslines him. Macros falls forward and hits the mat. Macros quickly stands up again…
Val Mora: He’s determined isn’t he?
Fletcher Pierce: Yeah, either that or stupid.
Meltdown picks him up and hits him with a hard scoop slam before leaving him in the ring. Meltdown climbs through the ropes and begins to walk back up the ramp. Macros stands up again and begins to shout at Meltdown. Meltdown turns around and disregards him at first.
Macros: See, I told you that you couldn’t take me, ass hole. I am the better man! I’m still standing.
Meltdown turns around and on his way back to the ring, he picks up the steel chair. He slides under the bottom rope and goes to hit Macros with the chair. Macros ducks but second time lucky and Meltdown knocks him to the floor. Meltdown throws the chair to the mat and picks up Macros, locking him in a front face lock and hitting him with a brainbuster, busting him wide open.
Fletcher Pierce: Oh my God! Did you see that?
Val Mora: Oh yes I did. There’s blood everywhere. God that’s gnarly!
Meltdown walks to the other side of the ring and sets up the table in the corner. He picks up Macros and aggressively irish whips him into the corner through the table. He lies in a heap on the floor covered in his own blood.
Fletcher Pierce: Oh my God!
Val Mora: He’s dead…
Fletcher Pierce: Well I don’t know about that but Meltdown certainly proved him wrong.
Meltdown leaves the ring, grabs Macros’ armor and puts it over his own body. He picks up Shane Sommer’s microphone.
Meltdown: Listen to me Macros. I’m the Last True Warrior!!!
Meltdown walks up the ramp with a blank expression on his face. He exits through the curtain as EMT’s rush out. They run to ringside. One of them enters the ring and they put Macros on a stretcher.
Fletcher Pierce: Well tonights show has certainly ended on a high note for John Anthony and Meltdown…Macros however does not luck to be in a great state at all…
Val Mora: No, I can’t see him being back in the ring next week…he’s a mess.
Fletcher Pierce: I’d be surprised if he was wrestling in six months, nevermind next week. That’s the end of the show, we’ll see you next week. I’m Fletcher Pierce…
Val Mora: I’m Val Mora…
Fletcher Pierce: And that was POW: New England’s Road to Red, White and Bruised!
{Scene Fades as Macros is being wheeled up the ramp on the stretcher}
{End of Show}
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