PWW: Prestige Worldwide Wrestling
Apr 27, 2018 13:54:56 GMT -5
Post by The Canadian Content on Apr 27, 2018 13:54:56 GMT -5
*Fade in to Your Local Arena (*cheap pop*), where we find PWW Superstar Dolph Ziggler ADDRESSING~! the capacity crowd...
DZ: Morons!
*and the crowd goes boo*
DZ: Honestly. You're all a bunch of idiots.
*additional booing on the part of the crowd*
DZ: Why are you here? No matches have been made. There's nothing to see. There won't be for weeks. Are you seriously that desperate for something to do here in Your Hometown (*cheap pop*) that you're willing to sit around in Your Local Arena (*cheap pop*) waiting for something to happen?
*Just then, something happens! PWW Superstar Seth Rollins' music hits, and The Architect makes his way to the ring...
SR: Oh, Dolph. You'll never get anywhere in this business with that attitude.
DZ: Seriously, Seth? I'll never get anywhere? I'm one step away from being a Grand Slam champion! I'm one of the most decorated Superstars in the history of our sport!
SR: True. But think about which championship you still need to hit that Grand Slam.
DZ: The Tag Team titles. So what?
SR: Well you see, Dolph, that's where your attitude comes in. No one likes you. No one wants to be your tag team partner. You'll never get to that Grand Slam.
DZ: We've just started a new PWW season, Seth. Like I said, no matches have been made, so anything's possible. Why don't we do this: You get yourself a partner, I'll get myself a partner, and whenever a general manager gets drafted, we'll tell him we're fighting for the vacant PWW Tag Team Championships.
*the crowd reacts positively*
SR: Nah.
DZ: Wait, what? Why the hell not?
SR: I'm already a Grand Slam champion, Dolph. I don't need the tag titles. I'm after the PWW Heavyweight Championship.
*a guitar strum echoes through Your Local Arena (*cheap pop*), and Elias emerges from backstage, singing his way to the ring...
E: There's a lot going on...that I need to unpack
These people are dumb...and you're both talking smack
Seth wants the top title...Dolph wants his Grand Slam
And I'm out here to say...that I don't give a damn
As I get in the ring...with Elias you'll walk
And if you don't like it...you can suck my big c--
SR: Cute. Real cute, Elias. Why are you out here?
E: For the same reason you are, Seth. To announce my intention to win the PWW Heavyweight Championship.
SR: You and me for the title? I can do that.
*the crowd reacts even more positively to this than they did to Dolph's tag team idea. But then, "Pomp and Circumstance" starts up, and The Macho Man Randy Savage starts heading to the ring. The crowd is, at this point, ecstatic...
RS: OOOOOOOH YEAH~! Lemme tell ya what the Macho Man sees in this ring. I see The Architect, Seth Rollins. But I think a better name for you is The Ambulance, because that's where your opponents all seem to wind up. I see Dolph Ziggler. The Showstopper. The Icon. Mr. WrestleMania. No wait, that's another guy. I don't know who you are. And I see Elias. Good lookin dude. It's like looking in the Macho Mirror over here. This guy could be me. But he isn't.
*And that's enough riling up of the other men in the ring for a brawl to break out. There's no authority figure around to stop the fight and sort this out, so we'll come back to this later. For now, let's just *FADE*
DZ: Morons!
*and the crowd goes boo*
DZ: Honestly. You're all a bunch of idiots.
*additional booing on the part of the crowd*
DZ: Why are you here? No matches have been made. There's nothing to see. There won't be for weeks. Are you seriously that desperate for something to do here in Your Hometown (*cheap pop*) that you're willing to sit around in Your Local Arena (*cheap pop*) waiting for something to happen?
*Just then, something happens! PWW Superstar Seth Rollins' music hits, and The Architect makes his way to the ring...
SR: Oh, Dolph. You'll never get anywhere in this business with that attitude.
DZ: Seriously, Seth? I'll never get anywhere? I'm one step away from being a Grand Slam champion! I'm one of the most decorated Superstars in the history of our sport!
SR: True. But think about which championship you still need to hit that Grand Slam.
DZ: The Tag Team titles. So what?
SR: Well you see, Dolph, that's where your attitude comes in. No one likes you. No one wants to be your tag team partner. You'll never get to that Grand Slam.
DZ: We've just started a new PWW season, Seth. Like I said, no matches have been made, so anything's possible. Why don't we do this: You get yourself a partner, I'll get myself a partner, and whenever a general manager gets drafted, we'll tell him we're fighting for the vacant PWW Tag Team Championships.
*the crowd reacts positively*
SR: Nah.
DZ: Wait, what? Why the hell not?
SR: I'm already a Grand Slam champion, Dolph. I don't need the tag titles. I'm after the PWW Heavyweight Championship.
*a guitar strum echoes through Your Local Arena (*cheap pop*), and Elias emerges from backstage, singing his way to the ring...
E: There's a lot going on...that I need to unpack
These people are dumb...and you're both talking smack
Seth wants the top title...Dolph wants his Grand Slam
And I'm out here to say...that I don't give a damn
As I get in the ring...with Elias you'll walk
And if you don't like it...you can suck my big c--
SR: Cute. Real cute, Elias. Why are you out here?
E: For the same reason you are, Seth. To announce my intention to win the PWW Heavyweight Championship.
SR: You and me for the title? I can do that.
*the crowd reacts even more positively to this than they did to Dolph's tag team idea. But then, "Pomp and Circumstance" starts up, and The Macho Man Randy Savage starts heading to the ring. The crowd is, at this point, ecstatic...
RS: OOOOOOOH YEAH~! Lemme tell ya what the Macho Man sees in this ring. I see The Architect, Seth Rollins. But I think a better name for you is The Ambulance, because that's where your opponents all seem to wind up. I see Dolph Ziggler. The Showstopper. The Icon. Mr. WrestleMania. No wait, that's another guy. I don't know who you are. And I see Elias. Good lookin dude. It's like looking in the Macho Mirror over here. This guy could be me. But he isn't.
*And that's enough riling up of the other men in the ring for a brawl to break out. There's no authority figure around to stop the fight and sort this out, so we'll come back to this later. For now, let's just *FADE*