Post by The Canadian Content on Jun 9, 2014 12:09:21 GMT -5
*Fade in to an undisclosed backstage location, where we find The Outsiders, Scott Hall and Kevin Nash, TALKING~! to each other...
KN: Wanna be champ?
SH: What do you mean? Of course I do.
KN: Okay, you're the champ, Champ.
SH: I don't get it.
KN: They gave me the book. You're the champ. Done.
SH: Just like that?
KN: Just like that.
SH: Cool. Thanks, Kev.
KN: Just keeping it in the family. I'm giving Waltman the IC title and the Outlaws the tag belts while I'm at it.
SH: Oh, that's gonna go over real well with the boys.
KN: You think I care?
*Just then, "Cult of Personality" hits, and CM Punk approaches Hall and Nash...
CMP: What the hell, Nash?
KN: Problem, Punk?
CMP: Yeah I've got a problem. I've been busting my ass for 15 years to get to the top, and you just hand the belt to your friend? That's bull.
KN: Deal with it.
CMP: I will. In the ring. I want Hall for the belt at the pay-per-view.
KN: No.
CMP & SH: No?
KN: No. I don't like you, Punk. Never have. And now you walk in barking orders? I don't think so. You can jerk the curtain. I'll find someone willing to kick your ass to open the show. I'm sure I won't have to look too hard for volunteers. Let's go, Champ.
*Punk stares daggers into Nash's back as The Outsiders walk away and we *FADE*
Post by The Canadian Content on Jun 10, 2014 16:08:01 GMT -5
*Fade in to a random hallway just off of the undisclosed backstage location where we found The Outsiders, Scott Hall and Kevin Nash, TALKING~! to each other (and CM Punk) last time we met. This time, it's just Hall and Nash WALKING~!, when they're approached by Umaga...
U ...
KN & SH ...
U ...
KN: What do you want, Umaga?
U ...
*Nash moves to step around the Silent Bulldozer, but Hall grabs his arm and stops him as Umaga's frustration at not being able to communicate effectively starts to show on his face...
SH: Hold on, Kev. He wants something, he just don't speak English.
*Umaga nods, holds up a finger to indicate "wait," then runs off around the corner. After some loud crashes and terrified screams, Umaga returns, carrying what appears to be a t-shirt. He holds it up for Nash to see...
...then points at the logo, followed by himself.
KN: Oh, I get it. You want Punk at the pay-per-view?
*Umaga nods...
KN: You got it, big man.
*Umaga nods again and turns to leave, but Nash stops him...
KN: And as a bonus for being the first one to step up, I'm entering you in the Super P Cup.
*Umaga actually cracks a smile this time, and Hall and Nash walk past him, continuing down the random hallway...
SH: Okay, that's one. Who's your other Super P pick?
Post by The Canadian Content on Jun 16, 2014 12:55:52 GMT -5
*Fade in to an undisclosed backstage location. A different one than in the first promo. This one's near catering. Anyway, PWW Intercontinental champion X-Pac is milling about when he's approached by Tito Santana...
TS:Felicitaciones por haber sido nombrado al campeón Intercontinental PWW. Disfruto de su trabajo en el ring y deseando verte a defender su título. (Translation: Congratulations on being named the PWW Intercontinental champion. I enjoy your work in the ring and look forward to watching you defend your title.)
: Is that a threat?
TS:No, en absoluto. Simplemente quería desearle que suerte yendo hacia adelante en sus partidos. (No, not at all. I merely wanted to wish you luck going forward in your matches.)
: Okay, I've heard enough of this. You and me, pal. I'll even put my title on the line. I'm going to go get Nash to make this match right now.
*As X-Pac storms off to search for Kevin Nash, Santana just stands there shaking his head...
TS:Un hombre extraño. (What a strange little man.)
Post by The Canadian Content on Jun 16, 2014 19:41:43 GMT -5
*Fade in to the PWW locker room -- yes, finally a disclosed location -- where we find Cesaro TAPING~! his wrists as "Superstar" Billy Graham approaches...
SBG: They say you're pretty strong, kid.
C: Yes.
SBG: Wanna test that strength against the Superstar?
C: Yes.
SBG: (yelling across the locker room) Nash!
Kevin Nash: Billy!
SBG: Can you book me and Cesaro on the show?
KN: You got it, Superstar.
SBG: And maybe get him a manager or a valet or some other kind of mouthpiece?
Post by The Canadian Content on Jun 16, 2014 21:23:59 GMT -5
*Fade in to...I don't know...let's say the bar on the concourse level of the arena to be named at a later date. The arena, not the bar. The bar will probably never be named unless it becomes relevant at some point in the future. So here we are in the bar. I'm thirsty. Anyone else? Apparently your PWW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS OF THE WOOOOOOOOOOOORLD~! "The Badass" Billy Gunn! "The Road Dogg" Jesse James! The New. Age. Outlaws! are thirsty, because they're sitting at the bar having a drink. A Bud Light Lime and a Zima, by the looks of things. Yeesh. Oh look. Here come Los Matadores. Things have gone so well for our Spanish speaking friends thus far. Let's see if that tradition continues for Fernando and Diego...
F:Camarero! Dos tequilas, por favor. (Translation: Bartender! Two tequilas, please.)
*The bartender serves the tequila, and it's gone before he can walk away...
D:¡ Otra vez! (Again!)
*The bartender repeats the pour, and Los Matadores down them again. By this point, they've caught the attention of the Outlaws...
BG: (slurring) Hey bartender! What are those little drinks yer giving to those little men?
Bartender: Tequila, Mr. Gunn.
BG: Ta-keel-a? Gimme one. Him too. (pointing his thumb at the Road Dogg)
RD: I don't know, Billy. We ain't had foreign liquor before. I think we should stick with what we know.
*The bartenders rolls his eyes for the benefit of Los Matadores, who smirk and ask for another shot...
BG: Well we gotta now. Lookit those little guys putting the stuff back. There can't be much to it.
*The bartender places the shots in front of the Outlaws, who both pick them up, sniff them, and react violently to the aroma...
RD: Ain't no way I'm shooting this.
BG: Yeah, this is just nasty.
*Los Matadores down their shots, indicate their desire for another, then point behind the bartender as he's pouring. He understands, and slices up some limes for the Outlaws. He gives them those and a salt shaker each...
Bartender: Lick. Slam. Suck.
*The Outlaws look really intensely at the bartender, then at each other, then they shrug and go for it. Gunn forgets about the salt, takes the shot, and jams the lime in his mouth without swallowing. Tequila everywhere. Road Dogg does the lime first, then the shot, but he also forgets to swallow, so he spits tequila all over himself trying to lick the salt. Los Matadores find this pretty damn funny.
BG: You know what? Screw you guys. You may be better at drinking Mexican shots, but we'll kill you in the American ring.
*Diego does the belt motion, indicating both that they'd like a title shot and that they have the requisite insurance coverage to participate in a match.
Post by The Canadian Content on Jun 17, 2014 11:39:52 GMT -5
*Fade in to the Russian locker room as The Outsiders -- Kevin Nash and PWW Heavyweight Champion Scott Hall -- enter, look around, and quickly exit again. We follow them into the hallway...
KN: What the hell was that?
SH: When did you draft all those Russians?
KN: I don't know. I guess it just sorta happened.
*Nash consults his spreadsheet...
KN: Let's see...rounds 12, 14, 26, 30, 33, and 35. Yeah, it really just kind of happened.
SH: Rusev's not Russian, he's Bulgarian.
KN: Thank you very much, Captain Geography. Was he in that locker room?
SH: Yes.
KN: Is Lana constantly going on about how he lives in Russia now?
SH: Yes.
KN: Then he's Russian enough, isn't he?
SH: So what are you going to do, make them fight each other? Spread some dissension?
KN: I don't think so. They'd see right through that. It could make them an even stronger unit. I'm going to test them. See what kind of competition they can stand up against. So...Vladimir Kozlov against Val Venis, Ivan Koloff against Greg Valentine, Nikolai Volkoff against Bam Bam Bigelow, Rusev against Sting, and Nikita Koloff against--
Nikita Koloff: Kevin Nash.
KN: Whoa! Didn't see you there. You scared the hell out of me. I was just making your match. You're facing--
NK: Kevin Nash.
KN: Yeah, right here. I'm trying to tell you your opponent will be--
NK: Kevin Nash. Nikita Koloff versus Kevin Nash. This is what happen at pay-per-view.
KN: I was planning on taking the night off, actually.
NK: No night off. You face me. You insult me and countrymen, and think you not pay? You pay.
KN: How did I insult you?
NK: You see room full of Russian and assume worst. Assume we make plan against you. Assume we mean you harm.
KN: Well, you were sort of congregating in a suspicious manner--
NK: Six people from same place in strange land among strange people. It is not natural that we are drawn together?
Post by The Canadian Content on Jun 18, 2014 13:54:50 GMT -5
*Fade in to the makeup table in the back corner of the locker room, where we find Cody Rhodes WATCHING~! Goldust apply his face paint...
CR: Man, this is taking forever. We've been here for hours.
G: Well, perfection takes time.
*Just then, Melina, Johnny Nitro, and Joey Mercury approach...
CR: What do you guys want? I assume Melina needs the mirror to do her hair?
M: Actually, Johnny needs it to do his hair. How much longer are you going to be?
G: I'll be done when I'm done. Back off, lady.
JN: Hey! Nobody calls my lady a...oh.
CR: Good one, Johnny.
JM: Shut it, Cody!
*As the situation looks set to escalate, The Outsiders -- Kevin Nash and PWW Heavyweight Champion Scott Hall -- enter the room...
KN: Holla holla holla, playa! It seems to me like what we have here is a problem. So here's what we're gonna do, ya feel me? At the pay-per-view, it's gonna be...Goldust versus...Joey Mercury!
*Nash pauses, as if for a crowd pop, though there's no crowd present...
KN: And it's gonna be...Cody Rhodes versus...Johnny Nitro! In two...separate...singles matches!
*MNM look pleased but somewhat confused as they walk away. Goldust simply turns back to the mirror to finish his makeup. Cody stares with his mouth hanging open as Nash and Hall leave...
SH: What the hell was that, Kev?
KN: I call it the Reverse Teddy Long. Holla holla holla.
Post by The Canadian Content on Jun 19, 2014 12:43:12 GMT -5
*Fade in to somewhere near the box office at the still as yet undisclosed arena, where we find The Outsiders -- Kevin Nash and PWW Heavyweight Champion Scott Hall -- SULKING~! about the Super P Tag Team Cup results...
KN: Dammit. I tell Power and Glory not to embarrass me, and they get eliminated first! And the Faces of Fear? I tell them not to hurt Power and Glory, so they're the ones who eliminate them to get them out early and keep them healthy. And then they get bounced while all four guys are arguing. I tell you man, it's total--
SH: Bull!
KN: Exactly. It's a big load of bull--
SH: No, it's a little bull!
KN: I don't know. Seems like an awful lot of bull--
SH: No, Kev. Behind you. There's a little man dressed up like a bull.
KN: Oh yeah. That's El Torito. He hangs out with Los Matadores. It's funny.
SH: We're going for funny now?
KN: Yeah. If we can't laugh at midgets, who can we laugh at?
SH: Good point, I guess. So what happens to Power & Glory and the Faces of Fear now?
KN: They fight each other. Winner gets to stay around. Losers just might have to leave town. It'll depend how impressive they look out there.
SH: Okay, so that leaves four guys without matches. You gonna Reverse Teddy Long them?
KN: No, not these guys. We'll do the Natural Disasters versus the Fabulous Rougeaus. Looking forward to that one.
Post by The Canadian Content on Jun 30, 2014 10:02:08 GMT -5
*Fade in to the press box at The Spectrum...right here...in Philadelphia! (cheap pop), where we find Kevin Nash SITTING~! with his head in his hands as CM Punk walks in...
CMP: Gee, what's wrong, Kevin?
KN: Not in the mood, Punk.
CMP: Why so sad? Did your egomaniacal need to put your friends at the top and the actual talent at the bottom of the card somehow blow up in your face?
KN: You saw the numbers, Punk. I admit I screwed up. You win, I lose. Anything else?
CMP: Hall. Me and Hall on the next card.
KN: Done. Leave.
*Punk exits the office as Scott Hall enters. The two men size each other up as they pass...
SH: Hall versus Punk? Just like that?
KN: Just like that. You and I both know it's a great match. I should have put it on the first card. Or maybe a tournament for the number one contender spot? People love tournaments, right?
SH: Yo, Kev. Don't let it rattle you, man. One bad card is nothing. You can bounce back. What else have you got for the next round?
KN: Tito beat Pac, and Cody really impressed me against Morrison, so I'm going with Cody and Tito for the IC belt.
SH: Nice. What else?
KN: Outlaws versus Faces of Fear for the tag belts.
SH: Wait, you said whoever lost the Power & Glory/Faces of Fear match might not have a job, and now the losers get a title match?
KN: Yeah, those guys scare the hell out of me. I'm gonna try to keep them happy.
SH: That's a god call.
KN: Nice work against Muraco, by the way. He's sulking with Superstar talking about how they're both really strong and stuff. They can prove it against Estrada's boys.
SH: That's a lot of power in the ring. I like it. What about you? Are you fighting again?
KN: Yeah. I'm pretty sick of the Russians walking around all smug. Pac and I are gonna teach the Koloffs a thing or two. You know what? I'm beat. This booking stuff really wears you out. Here's the rest of the card. Read it for yourself.
*Nash passes Hall a sheet of paper, puts his feet up on his desk, and closes his eyes...
Prestige Worldwide Wrestling presents: Hall or Nothing Live from the Spectrum in Philadelphia
def Don Muraco & Billy Graham def Cesaro & Umaga (w/Armando Alejandro Estrada)
def Rusev (w/Lana) def Bam Bam Bigelow
def Kevin Nash & X-Pac def Nikita & Ivan Koloff (Nash and X-Pac beat Nikita down after the match until Ivan, Rusev, Volkoff, and Kozlov made the save.)
def Sting def Goldust
def MNM (w/Melina) def Los Matadores (w/El Torito)
def Power & Glory def The Fabulous Rougeaus
def Val Venis def Greg Valentine
def Nikolai Volkoff & Vladimir Kozlov def The Natural Disasters
Post by The Canadian Content on Jul 2, 2014 11:17:28 GMT -5
*Fade in to the press box at the Spectrum -- which, as we learned in an earlier promo, Kevin Nash has turned into his office -- where we find Kevin Nash, Scott Hall, X-Pac, and the New Age Outlaws NURSING~! the injuries they sustained at the hands of Ivan and Nikita Koloff, Rusev, Nikolai Volkoff, and Vladimir Kozlov...
KN: This means war.
SH: Is this going to be one of those things where you say "war" a bunch of times in the same promo, then nothing related ever comes of it?
Ladder Match for #1 Contendership for the PWW Intercontenintal Title vs vs vs vs vs Tito Santana vs Val Venis vs Greg Valentine vs Don Muraco vs Billy Graham vs Goldust
vs Los Matadores (w/El Torito) vs The Fabulous Rougeaus
vs Bam Bam Bigelow vs Umaga (w/Armando Alejandro Estrada)
Ladder Match for #1 Contendership for the PWW Intercontenintal Title def Greg Valentine def Tito Santana, Val Venis, Don Muraco, Billy Graham, & Goldust
def Los Matadores (w/El Torito) def The Fabulous Rougeaus
Post by The Canadian Content on Jul 13, 2014 12:56:39 GMT -5
*Fade in to the press-box office of Kevin Nash, where we find Kevin Nash ADDRESSING~! you, the viewer...
KN: Hey guys. I came up with a cool concept for a match. Two totally random teams of four will compete against each other in an elimination tag match. Everyone in the company with the exception of Greg Valentine, Bam Bam Bigelow, CM Punk, and Cody Rhodes is eligible for this match. I'll make the draw now to set the teams.
*Nash reaches into a bowl with folded up pieces of paper in it and pulls out the first name...
KN: Team One's captain will be...Earthquake!
*He reaches in for a second piece of paper...
KN: Team Two's captain will be...Don Muraco! I like it already. Let's see who else we get.
*Nash grabs a third piece of paper...
KN Joining Team Earthquake: Vladimir Kozlov!
*And a fourth...
KN: And joining Team Muraco: Billy Graham!
*By this point, I think you get the pattern...
KN: Nikolai Volkoff! Goldust! Typhoon! Val Venis! So that's how we're opening the show, kids. Enjoy it.
Post by The Canadian Content on Jul 18, 2014 9:29:50 GMT -5
*Fade in to the locker room at the Spectrum in Philadelphia, where we find the entire PWW roster WAITING~! around in their ring gear, ready to go. PWW Heavyweight Champion CM Punk walks over to the bulletin board, where he joins Bam Bam Bigelow in reviewing the upcoming card...
BBB: Have you heard anything about when we're getting started?
CMP: Nope. Last I heard, we were supposed to go last night.
BBB: Well, whenever we get going, good luck out there, man.
CMP: Yeah, you too. This is going to be fun.
*The camera zooms in on the bulletin board so you, the viewer, can see the finalized card...
Prestige Worldwide Wrestling presents: The Best vs The Beast Live from the Spectrum in Philadelphia
Post by The Canadian Content on Jul 25, 2014 11:55:55 GMT -5
*Fade in to the Russian Locker Room in the Philadelphia Spectrum, where we find the Russian contingent ARGUING~! about something. Luckily, they're doing this in broken English, so we can listen in and, I'm sure, get some valuable information...
Nikita Koloff: Nyet. Title shot should be mine.
Lana: That is not the way is going to be, comrade. Kevin Nash chose Rusev to face CM Punk in Hell in a Cell. Rusev will win title from Punk.
Ivan Koloff: Nikita is leader here. Rusev should step aside.
Nikolai Volkoff: Who cares if Rusev or Nikita? Title comes to Russia either way.
Vladimir Kozlov: I agree, Nikolai. Whoever wins title, it brings glory to all of Mother Russia.
Nikita Koloff: I will talk to Nash. Nash will change card. Rusev can fight someone else.
Nikolai Volkoff: (pointing at Kozlov) We will not allow it, comrade. Rusev was chosen. Rusev will fight Punk.
Ivan Koloff: Again, Nikita is leader here. You cannot go against him.
Vladimir Kozlov: Maybe time for new leader.
*With that, all hell breaks loose. The Koloffs attack Volkoff and Kozlov, and the four men wail on one another with chairs, clangy poles, and anything else that isn't bolted down. Lana stands safely behind Rusev, who calmly looks on, giving no indication whose side he's on. Kevin Nash, who just happens to be passing by, sticks his head in the door and whistles for silence...
Kevin Nash: Looks like we've got a Civil War going on in here. Save it for the Pay-Per-View, boys. The Koloffs versus Volkoff and Kozlov in a Civil War Match.
Nikita Koloff: What is Civil War Match?
Kevin Nash: Hardcore rules. No DQ, falls count anywhere. Have fun tearing each other apart. Oh, and Rusev? Feel free to damage Punk in the Cell. I still don't like that guy.