Post by Anton on Aug 27, 2015 4:58:39 GMT
*****The scene opens up on a black screen. Fans can be heard cheering softly in anticipation. Suddenly red firework fountains shoot out from the stage. The fans go insane. The pyrotechnics go off for about ten seconds, then begin to fade away. As the fireworks go out, red flames come through the grates on the stage and the MegaScreen lights up with.....*****
Charles Coleman: Welcome to the first ever installment of Midwest Valley Wrestling! We come to you live tonight from the Chaifetz Arena in St. Louis, Missouri! I'm Charles Coleman, along with Bruce Van Chan, to bring you all of tonight's action!
Bruce Van Chan: That's right, Chuck! We are here for the very first Midwest Valley Wrestling event, Thursday Night Mayhem! And we have an action packed night ahead for all of you!
Coleman: It's Charles, Bruce, and you're absolutely right! We have the very first televised match of the MVW, and it's going to be a big one!
BVC: Chuck, I can't describe in words to you how excited I am to be here! I've been away from the squared circle for a couple of years, and I'm overjoyed to be back!
Coleman: Hmmph, it's Charles and....
BVC: Okay, whatever, Chaaaarrrles.
Coleman: Thank you. Tonight we have a tournament match between....what the hell?
Bruce Van Chan: That's right, Chuck! We are here for the very first Midwest Valley Wrestling event, Thursday Night Mayhem! And we have an action packed night ahead for all of you!
Coleman: It's Charles, Bruce, and you're absolutely right! We have the very first televised match of the MVW, and it's going to be a big one!
BVC: Chuck, I can't describe in words to you how excited I am to be here! I've been away from the squared circle for a couple of years, and I'm overjoyed to be back!
Coleman: Hmmph, it's Charles and....
BVC: Okay, whatever, Chaaaarrrles.
Coleman: Thank you. Tonight we have a tournament match between....what the hell?
*****Charles Coleman is cut off as the lights go black and two yellow spot lights focus on the stage. The arena fills with the words "I Won't Get Fooled Again!," and yellow laser lights begin to swing around the room. As an instrumental version of the Who song plays, on the MegaScreen the name "David Stallman" pops up, and then abruptly switches between photos and silent video clips of a middle-aged man in a suit yelling at people. As the video unfolds, the man from the screen comes out from the back, dressed just as nicely, with a smug look on his face and a microphone in his hand. He begins to walk down the ramp towards the ring. Fans, unsure of how to react, act differently from person to person. Some boo because in the video David Stallman is constantly berating underlings. Others reach out to him, seeking high fives. One teenage boy reaches out and touched Stallman on the front of his right shoulder. Up to this point, Stallman's demeanor and facial expression was unchanged. As he walks through the boy's hand, he stops.*****
BVC: Oh, boy. Here we go already, Chuck.
*****He looks down to where he was touched, and he grimaces, as if the touch was lingering and causing him physical pain. He turns and glares at the boy, who flinches back, and puts his hands up apologetically. Stallman turns back to the front, straightens his tie, and continues to walk to the stage. By now the picture on the MegaScreen has left the video and is following Stallman's walk to the ring live. Everyone saw how he reacted to the touch, and has begun to boo him severely. He ignores it. As he walks up the steel steps and between the second and third rope, the jeers only get louder. As he walks to the center of the ring, his stoic look turns to a slight sneer. He raises the mic and begins to talk.*****
Stallman: Good evening! I am David Stallman, the General Manage of Midwest Valley Wrestling, and this is my show! Everything you will see tonight was put together by me, will be good because of me, and is the best because of me. I have assembled a crack team here at MVW, to bring you the best damn sports entertainment on the planet. I brought it Charles Coleman!
*****The crowd, in spite of their distaste for Stallman, puts out a decent cheer for Coleman. He was a local sportscaster in St. Louis for years before getting hired by MVW.*****
Stallman: I brought in Bruce...Van...Chan!
*****This time the crowd lets out a giant pop. BVC, slightly embarrassed, stands up from the ringside announcer's table and gives a little wave.*****
Stallman: And I brought in a great team of interviewers and referees. But most importantly, most importantly, I bring the talent! I don't have time to go through everyone that we have so far, but let me tell you that we are going to have a men's singles division that competes for three different titles. First of all we have the Midwest X Championship. The Midwest X Title will be for our newer star, the up and comers, the fresh meat that show a lot of promise.
*****The MegaScreen shows a picture of the title belt.*****
Coleman: That's a nice looking belt. What is it made of? Bronze?
BVC: it looks like it, Chuck. I won a lot of those type of titles in my day. But I think this one might ne the best yet.
Stallman: Secondly, we have the Ultra International Championship! This is for our talent that has made it past the beginning rungs of the MVW ladder, but haven't quite made it to headliner level yet.
Coleman: Oh, I get it! The first belt was bronze, and this one is mainly silver. It's kind of like the medals from the Olym....
BVC: Quiet down, and let the man talk, will ya?
Stallman: And last, but certainly not least, we have the title for the very best talent; the top of the mountain! Show us the Midwest Valley Wrestling World Heavyweight Championship!!!
*****The crowd cheers, but not too loudly. The title, after all, is currently vacant.*****
Stallman: We also have a Men's Tag Team division. Show us those belts!
Stallman: And we have one final division, which I'm sure will be a big hit with you, fellas. Our women's division and its title, the Fox Division Championship!
Stallman: That's it for our titles. We are going to have tournaments for all of the championships. They will be starting this week on Mayhem! Now, let's get back to something important, me! I just want all of you fans to know that any success you will see here is because of my amazing managing skills. I know what it takes to grow a successful federation from scratch, which is what we are doing here. You all need to get down on your knees, and thank the lucky stars that David Stallman is here to save the....
BVC: That's it, I can't take any more of this nonsense.
*****BVC jumps out of his chair, grabs a microphone, and runs over and slides into the ring. The crowd goes wild. David Stallman looks at him as if BVC has lost his mind.*****
BVC: You know what, Stallman...
Stallman: That's Mr. Stallman to you!
BVC: You'll get no respect from me, especially not while you're talking to the fans that way.
Stallman: I'll talk to anybody I want, any way that I wa...
BVC: You keep it up, you're going to be talking through a wired jaw!
*****The crowd is at a fever pitch now. As they were talking, BVC and David Stallman had gotten within inches of one another.*****
BVC: Here's the deal, Stallman. You're here for one reason. To make sure everyone is in the right place at the right time. You had almost nothing to do with creating this! Sure, sure, you brought your son in to be a referee. You had a few phone numbers and email addresses, but you are a small fly in a big swarm. Need I remind you who brought you here?
Stallman: Damn it! You will talk to me with respect. I made you years ago, and I can tear you down now!
BVC: HA! You made me? You made me? If I remember correctly you were busy running a federation into the ground before I showed up to save you!
Stallman: Hmph! That never happened you lying sack of sh...
*****In that moment a booming voice came across the P.A. system. Stallman's eyes get super big. His back is to the MegaScreen; he turns to look at the man that is appearing there. BVC starts to grin.*****
Man on the screen: EXCUSE ME! David, do I need to remind you that this show is family programming. Watch your language!
Stallman: Yessir!
Man on the screen: Did you say "Yes, sir" or "Yeah, sure?"
*****Stallman is nearly shaking with fear.*****
Stallman: Yeah, sure. I mean, YES SIR, Mr. Taylor!
Billy Taylor: That's what I thought. Now shut up! Bruce, thank you for stopping him from making an even bigger fool of himself. You can go back to to the announce table now.
BVC: Yes, sir. Mr. Taylor.
*****BVC was sure to stress the "Mr." while looking at Stallman on the way out of the ring.*****
Taylor: Now, back to you, Stallman. How dare you come out into MY ring, address the fans of MY federation, and claim credit for all of MY work! You're lucky I don't fire you right now! I've worked too hard to let you come in here and sabotage this promotion. In fact, I've heard enough of you all together for one night. Why don't you get the hell out of my ring?
*****Stallman looks out at the crowd, bewildered. They are cheering for Billy Taylor and still booing Stallman. He starts to walk very slowly towards the stairs.*****
Taylor: NOW!
*****Stallman jumps, startled. He falls through the ropes, and lands on the apron. He grimaces in pain, and then rolls to the floor. He scurries up the ramp, looking over his shoulder at the crowd as he goes. He seems to be on the verge of tears as he goes through the curtain to the back.*****
Taylor: There, now that that nuisance is gone for a while. Let's get down to business. My name is Billy Taylor, and I am the owner of this fine venture known as Midwest Valley Wrestling! I want to thank each and every one of you for coming out tonight to give us a chance. I promise you that we will not disappoint. We've wasted enough of your time with talking. Let's get you to some wrestling. What do you say?! Charles and Bruce?
*****The screen goes back to the Mayhem logo, and the crowd goes nuts one more time. The camera cuts back to the announce table.*****
Coleman: Thank you, Mr. Taylor. That was pretty intense, wouldn't you say, Bruce?
BVC: Only if you are that sniveling weasel David Stallman. That guy is such a joke. I'm really surprised that a man with as much business sense as Billy Taylor would bring him in. I guess he knows what he is doing when it comes to running the show, but goodness, could his ego be any bigger? And do you know what else, Chuck?
Coleman: It's Charles. And no, what else?
BVC: That man, David Stallman, will stab you in the back faster than Jared Fogel on his way to a middle school.
Coleman: Um, uh, uh...that's not right. We owe you a commercial break, then we will be right back with our first match of the night!
*****COMMERCIAL BREAK*****
Coleman: Welcome back to Midwest Valley Wrestling's very first broadcast of Thursday Night Mayhem! Let's go to the ring and Meghan Mun for our very first match in MVW history!
*****We cut to the ring were a very beautiful young woman is standing with a microphone*****
Meghan Mun: The following match is set for one fall with a time limit of 15 minutes. It is a first round match in the tournament for the Midwest Valley Wrestling Heavyweight Championship of the World. Introducing first, from Pensacola. Florida weighing in a 291 pounds, standing 6 foot 6 inches tall: Jack Jackson!
*****Gold and white fireworks shoot from the side of the stage as R.E.M.'s "It's the End of the World as We Know It" plays through the P.A. A large man with long blond hear, wearing small gold and white trunks come through the fireworks. He is jawing something unintelligible as he makes his way to the ring. He marches up the steel stairs, and walks to the middle of the ring. He turns and stares at the MegaScreen.*****
Meghan Mun: Introducing next, from Walla Walla, Washington. Weighing in at 270 pounds, standing 6'8" tall, the One Man Wolf-Pack!
*****The arena goes completely black and silent for at least five full seconds. Then a wolf begins to howl, filling the arena with a creepy sound. The MegaScreen gradually reveals a wolf howling at a full moon. Slowly, the wolf's face begins to transform into that a man with a full gray beard and long gray/black hair. The howl continues and then changes into maniacal laughter. The man from the screen comes through the curtain, laugh just same as the video. He runs down to the ring, slides under the ropes, and begins pummeling Jack Jackson. Meghan Mun quickly retreats from the ring and The One Man Wolf-Pack continues beating his opponent.*****
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
Coleman: And we're under way with the first match in Midwest Valley Wrestling history! Wolf-Pack is really taking it to Jackson! Jackson is wavering but is staying on his feet. Wolf-Pack is backing Jackson into the ropes. Oh no! Jackson is tangled in the ropes. Wolf-Pack is relentless!
Referee Bob Rogers: Get off of him Wolf! 1.....2.....3.....4.....5!
*****Wolf-pack backs off of Jackson long enough for him to get untangled. Rogers asks him if he wants to continue. Jackson does. Rogers gets out of the way. Wolf-Pack rushes back in, punching Jackson in the face. Again, and again. Finally, Jackson drops to one knee. Wolf grabs Jackson by the back of his neck and head. Wolf drags Jackson ten feet to the corner, scraping Jackson's forehead along the middle rope the entire way.*****
BVC: That's gonna leave quite a make, Chuck!
Coleman: Absolutely, Bruce! Now Wolf has Jackson in the corner! He is punching him in the stomach repeatedly. Once again Senior Referee Bob Rogers breaks them up. Wolf goes right back in! Wolf Irish Whips Jackson all the way across the ring and Jackson slams into the turnbuckle back first. Wolf stalks his prey across the ring. Wolf mounts the.....
*****middle turnbuckle and holds his fist in the air. He begins raining down hammer-fists to Jackson's forehead as the crowd counts along. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10! Wolf steps out of the way, looks up to the ceiling and howls. Jackson stumbles three steps from the corner and falls flat on his face. Wolf flips him over and goes for the cover.*****
Bob Rogers: 1........2.......
Coleman: He kicks out! Wolf looks disgruntled, and he goes for another cover.
Bob Rogers: 1........2...
Coleman: He kicks out again!
BVC: I'm not sure how Jackson is still in this! Not after that beating!
*****The One Man Wolf-Pack sits on his knees, not understanding. He looks a little winded just from the amount of punches he has thrown already. Wolf stands up, grabs Jackson by the hair, and pulls him up to his feet. Wolf Irish Whips Jackson into the ropes. Jackson runs back towards Wolf, ducks under a clothesline, bounces off the other rope, and comes back at Wolf. Wolf turns, surprised. Jackson catches Wolf with a running clothesline of his own, knocking Wolf to his back. The crowd gives a decent pop. Jackson drops to one knee, catching his breath and gathering himself. Wolf begins to stand up, as does Jackson. The walk towards each other in the center of the ring. They begin to trade punches. Back and forth they go! Wolf hits Jackson, Jackson hits Wolf! Jackson blocks a punch, Wolf looks surprised. Jackson gets the advantage. He punches Wolf once, twice, three times, backing Wolf up. Jackson kicks Wolf in the gut, doubling him over. Jackson hooks in Wolf, and hits a Fisherman's Suplex.*****
Coleman: What an amazing show of strength! The One Man Wolf-Pack weighs almost 300 lbs!
BVC: That's right, Chuck! The tables have turned. Jackson has the upper hand!
Coleman: Jackson goes for the cover!
Bob Rogers: 1........2...
Coleman: He kicks out! Both men are getting up! Jackson kicks Wolf in the knee, and he drops back to the ground on one knee!
*****Jackson hits Wolf in the face with a drop kick. Wolf flies backwards and into the bottom rope. Jackson is definitely in control now. Jackson walks over to Wolf, grabs him by the right book, and attempts to pull him to the middle of the ring. Wolf grabs the bottom rope. Jackson yanks harder, but Bob Rogers tells him to break the hold because Wolf is in the ropes. Jackson lets go. Wolf begins to stand up, and shoves Jackson as hard as he can away. Jackson runs into Referee Bob Rogers. Rogers is a small man, and the force of Jackson knock him across the ring and through the ropes to the floor outside of the ring. Jackson goes over to the ropes to check on Rogers. Rogers is stirring, but not up yet. Jackson has his back to Wolf, who takes advantage of the situation. He runs up behind Jackson, drops to his knees, and...*****
Coleman: He's biting him! The One Man Wolf-Pack is biting Jack Jackson on the back of his leg just above the ankle!
BVC: That's dirty, Chuck! I hope Jackson's boots are made of good material, or Wolf-Man there might get a mouth full of Achilles' Tendon!
*****Jackson screams in pain! He drops to his stomach, wrenching his leg from Wolf's mouth. Jackson reaches down, caressing his injured leg. Wolf stands up and begins relentlessly stomping Jackson's ankle area again and again. Wolf grabs Jackson and drags him to the center of the ring. Bob Rogers is just rolling back into the ring. He is groggy, but attentive. Unfortunately, he has missed the entire biting episode. Wolf locks in a deep ankle lock on Jackson's injured leg. Jackson screams!
Bob Rogers: What do you say, Jack? You give in?
Jackson: No!
Bob Rogers: Come on, Jack, are you sure? You wanna tap?!
Jackson: No way!
*****Wolf relaxes for a split second, and then cranks the Ankle Lock even harder. Jackson screams, and puts his hands on his head.*****
Bob Rogers: You done, son? It's not worth it!
*****Jackson reaches his right hand out, holds in above the mat...and taps out!
Bob Rogers: That's it! Let him go Wolf!
*****But Wolf won't let him go. He continues to crank on the Ankle Lock for another 6 or 7 seconds. Bob Rogers tries to pull him of, but can't. Finally, mercily, the One Man Wolf-Pack drops Jackson's leg, and grins. He drops to the mat, rolls out and starts to walk up the ramp to the back. The crowd boos him mercilessly. He just grins, stops at the stage, and howls before walking backstage.
Meghan Mun: And your winner, and moving on to the second round of the MVW Heavyweight World Title Tournament.....The One Man Wolf-Pack!
Coleman: This is a travesty! That is no way for our first match to end! And it's certainly no way to get eliminated from the championship tournament!
BVC: It's ridiculous, but sometimes that's how it goes. Wolf-Man is dirty, but he won and he's moving on.
Coleman: Really?! It's not right I tell you! Look at this! Jackson needs help getting to the back!
*****Three members of the medical staff are helping Jackson roll out of the ring, up the ramp, and to the locker room.*****
BVC: There's no doubt that if you are Jack Jackson, it bites. But sometimes you've just got to sink your teeth into the truth: he lost.
Coleman: Yeah, yeah, well I don't like it. Alright folks! Thank you for joining us tonight for the first broadcast of Midwest Valley Wrestling's Mayhem! We will see you next week!
*****The camera pans around the crowd where the fans are going wild. Finally it settle on the MegaScreen, where the Mayhem logo is surrounded by red flames. Finally as the screen fades to black, so does the camera.*****