Jobber's Mid Eastwestern Wrestling Association (MEWA)
Jun 16, 2014 22:33:55 GMT -5
Post by Ultimatejobber on Jun 16, 2014 22:33:55 GMT -5
Lights up on a ring in the center of an undisclosed Arena. An elevated walkway extends from the ring to a WCW circa 1989 style ramp to the curtain and the back. Fans are still filing into their seats as Bill Mercer comes through the curtain and makes his way to the ring. A ring crew member hands Mercer a mic as her climbs into the ring.
Mercer: "Hello wrestling fans and let me be the first to welcome you to the Ultimate Jobber's new Mid Eastwestern Wrestling Association. Jobber has gone out of his way to bring you the absolute finest in professional wrestling. During this year's annual Puns House wrestling draft, Jobber believes he has built a roster that will rival any promotion in the world. We will have the opportunity of a lifetime in a few weeks' time when MEWA will present its first Pay Per View Event aptly named New Directions. In anticipation of that event Jobber has authorized me to announce the titles that talent will be eligible to win at this event. In singles competition there will of course be the MEWA World Title as well as a MEWA Television Title. In the tag team division, there will be of course the MEWA World Tag Team Championship. In addition Jobber has informed me that he is reviving 6 Man Tag Titles as well. Yes sir, excitement is high in anticipation of the kinds of matches. To give a rundown of the type of talent JObber has drafted please join me in welcoming my broadcast partner, longtime announcer alongside such greats like Gordon Solie and Jim Ross, Bob Caudle!"
Caudle: "Thank you, Bill and let me tell you, you are not kidding when you say that Jobber has drafted some top flight talent to compete here in the MEWA. Hall of Fame caliber wrestlers like Edge and Jake the Snake Roberts. Both men figure to play a significant role in-"
Caudle is interrupted as a voice cuts over the loud speaker
"I'm sorry? Did someone say talent? Don't make me laugh!"
From behind the curtain Paul Heymen emerges from the back: "Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Paul Heyman." crowd begins booing "And I am shocked and appalled that any one would have the gall to claim there is any real talent on this roster outside of my client BRRRROCK LESNAR! The man who ended the streak of the Undertaker. The man, no no, the Beast who has run over and through any and all talent put in front of him. The Beast has done all there is to do in this business and yet insipid little promoters seem to think they have found the next challenge. Its laughable! You know this, Jobber knows this, every single one of you in the audience know this. Caudle, you tell Jobber that he might as well hand that World Title of his over to my client right now. Because I would hate to see what will happen to his little roster if I unleash the Beast BBBBRRROOOCK LESNARRR!!!!"
As Heyman finishes the lights go out and music begins to play.
The entrance ramp is illuminated by green laser lights. Fog pours up from the ramp. From the haze emerge two figures
Gary Hart pulls a mic from his sport coat as he and The Great Muta make their way to the ring: "Paul Heyman, The Great Muta almost agrees with your assessment of the talent here in the MEWA with one exception. Muta says that he is the only talent worthy of carrying that World Title. Someone like your client who leaves competition at the first sign of a challenge is hardly worthy the time Muta would give him. However, Muta says he has a message for any who would dare to challenge him in the ring." Hart and Muta step throught the ropes, enter the ring, and approach Heyman. "Since your client, as you describe Mr. Lesnar, is seeking some true competition, Muta says he will deliver a message to you and you can take it back to Mr. Lesnar."
With that, Muta springs forward and blasts Heyman in the face with the green mist! Heyman falls to the mat and screams in pain. He manages to roll out of the ring and run to the back. Muta and Hart stand tall in the center of the ring briefly before exiting the ring and returning to the back
Bob Caudle: "Oh my goodness can you believe that? Muta just spit that Green Mist right in the face and eyes of Paul Heyman! There is no way Brock Lesnar is going to let this stand. Come back soon as we will have formal announcements regarding New Directions and hopefully spend some time with hearing from other members of the roster. I promise you this we are just getting started in the Mid Eastwestern Wrestling Association!"
Fade to black
Mercer: "Hello wrestling fans and let me be the first to welcome you to the Ultimate Jobber's new Mid Eastwestern Wrestling Association. Jobber has gone out of his way to bring you the absolute finest in professional wrestling. During this year's annual Puns House wrestling draft, Jobber believes he has built a roster that will rival any promotion in the world. We will have the opportunity of a lifetime in a few weeks' time when MEWA will present its first Pay Per View Event aptly named New Directions. In anticipation of that event Jobber has authorized me to announce the titles that talent will be eligible to win at this event. In singles competition there will of course be the MEWA World Title as well as a MEWA Television Title. In the tag team division, there will be of course the MEWA World Tag Team Championship. In addition Jobber has informed me that he is reviving 6 Man Tag Titles as well. Yes sir, excitement is high in anticipation of the kinds of matches. To give a rundown of the type of talent JObber has drafted please join me in welcoming my broadcast partner, longtime announcer alongside such greats like Gordon Solie and Jim Ross, Bob Caudle!"
Caudle: "Thank you, Bill and let me tell you, you are not kidding when you say that Jobber has drafted some top flight talent to compete here in the MEWA. Hall of Fame caliber wrestlers like Edge and Jake the Snake Roberts. Both men figure to play a significant role in-"
Caudle is interrupted as a voice cuts over the loud speaker
"I'm sorry? Did someone say talent? Don't make me laugh!"
From behind the curtain Paul Heymen emerges from the back: "Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Paul Heyman." crowd begins booing "And I am shocked and appalled that any one would have the gall to claim there is any real talent on this roster outside of my client BRRRROCK LESNAR! The man who ended the streak of the Undertaker. The man, no no, the Beast who has run over and through any and all talent put in front of him. The Beast has done all there is to do in this business and yet insipid little promoters seem to think they have found the next challenge. Its laughable! You know this, Jobber knows this, every single one of you in the audience know this. Caudle, you tell Jobber that he might as well hand that World Title of his over to my client right now. Because I would hate to see what will happen to his little roster if I unleash the Beast BBBBRRROOOCK LESNARRR!!!!"
As Heyman finishes the lights go out and music begins to play.
The entrance ramp is illuminated by green laser lights. Fog pours up from the ramp. From the haze emerge two figures
Gary Hart pulls a mic from his sport coat as he and The Great Muta make their way to the ring: "Paul Heyman, The Great Muta almost agrees with your assessment of the talent here in the MEWA with one exception. Muta says that he is the only talent worthy of carrying that World Title. Someone like your client who leaves competition at the first sign of a challenge is hardly worthy the time Muta would give him. However, Muta says he has a message for any who would dare to challenge him in the ring." Hart and Muta step throught the ropes, enter the ring, and approach Heyman. "Since your client, as you describe Mr. Lesnar, is seeking some true competition, Muta says he will deliver a message to you and you can take it back to Mr. Lesnar."
With that, Muta springs forward and blasts Heyman in the face with the green mist! Heyman falls to the mat and screams in pain. He manages to roll out of the ring and run to the back. Muta and Hart stand tall in the center of the ring briefly before exiting the ring and returning to the back
Bob Caudle: "Oh my goodness can you believe that? Muta just spit that Green Mist right in the face and eyes of Paul Heyman! There is no way Brock Lesnar is going to let this stand. Come back soon as we will have formal announcements regarding New Directions and hopefully spend some time with hearing from other members of the roster. I promise you this we are just getting started in the Mid Eastwestern Wrestling Association!"
Fade to black