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Opening With Host Paul Prominiski: [Part 3]
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Crowd: [YEAH!]
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Paul Prominski: Hello everyone and welcome to BACW's TVMA live from Universal Studios in Orlando, Florida!!!!
Crowd: [YEAH!] Bad ASS Wrestling! Bad ASS Wrestling! Bad ASS Wrestling!
Promo: I'm your Host Paul Prominski and wow what a show we have in store for you fans tonight!
Crowd: [POP!]
Promo: Not only will Mike Sloan be defending his NAWA World Heavyweight crown against Rick Ulfric, but two regional championships will also be up for grabs.
Crowd: Bad ASS Wrestling! Bad ASS Wrestling! Bad ASS Wrestling!
Promo: But before we dive into the details, let's give it up for my co-host Easy "E" Eric Danger!
Eric Danger: Yeah, yeah, yeah... Not only am I good looking, but my finger still stinks from last night! Want to smell it Paul?
[Danger holds up his curse finger to Promo's nose.]
Promo: [Pulling away] Do I what? UGH! NO! I don't want to smell that!
E.D: [Sniffing deep] Man what a night!
Promo: Just keep your finger to yourself and we will be fine.
E.D: Suite yourself!
Promo: Folks, as you just saw, Mr. Batee is livid over what just happened inside our ring before we went on the air, and word from the back is that he's about to announce a match between him and...
Division Bell [Part 4]
[Suddenly the lights start to flicker.]
Promo: [Throwing his hands in the air] What the hell?
[Looks over at E.D.]
Promo: Would you stop smelling your finger!
E.D: Love is a hard habit to break.
[A light humming sound is heard as the lights dim down and a very chilling breeze totally engulfs the arena. The cold air hits the fans immediately as many are totally unprepared for it.]
Promo: It looks like we have company Eric.
E.D: Well, with the way Mr. Batee has been bringing them in nothing is going to surprise me at this point.
[Almost immediately, fog begins to roll in and the entire entrance ramp is engulfed. It is so thick that you can cut through it with a knife.]
E.D: Come on now, Mr. Batee can't even give me a raise to buy a better bottle of vino, but he can flip the coin for this bill?
[Not as loud as the humming sound but you can hear what sounds to be thunder off in a distance and lightning is seen through the fog at the roof of the arena]
[The thunder gets a little louder and just when you least expect it......]
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Promo: You know, something tells me that Mr. Batee isn't the one that is flipping the bill for this.
[It is the eerie ringing of a bell that is heard.]
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[Then you hear a voice]
Voice: For whom the bell tolls.
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[Loud explosions and pyrotechnics begin shooting all through the arena to the point that enough static electricity is generated to make the hair on the back of your neck stand up]
Crowd: [POP!]
[Then "Sirius" by the Alan Parson's Project begins to play and the fans begin to cheer as they can see someone coming through the fog and down the entrance ramp.]
Crowd: Bell! Bell! Bell!
E.D: YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME?!?!
Promo: Fresh from his appearance at Big 3...
E.D: MIKE BELL IS HERE!!!
Promo: It's been almost a decade since he's been in a BACW ring!
[As if on cue, stepping from the thickness of the fog is none other than 3-time former NWA World Champion "The Natural" Mike Bell, which now has the whole arena on their feet.]
Crowd: Welcome back! Welcome back! Welcome back!
Promo: No doubt to further elaborate on his actions at Big 3. It was at Big 3 where he left somewhat of a message to Michael Sloan after he won the NAWA World Heavyweight title.
Crowd: Welcome back! Welcome back! Welcome back!
E.D: Are you sure it was a message for Sloan or the man who might win the belt from him tonight Rick Ulfric.
Crowd: Welcome back! Welcome back! Welcome back!
[As Bell makes his way to the ring, you can tell that he is dressed in slacks, dress shoes, and a button down shirt. He does have a focused look on his face and if the fans didn't know any better, they would think that he was here to take care of business...]
Crowd: Welcome back! Welcome back! Welcome back!
[And maybe he is.]
Crowd: Welcome back! Welcome back! Welcome back!
Promo: My God he looks serious tonight. If I didn't know any better, I would say that he's here to announce that he wants to join Bad Ass Championship Wrestling.
Crowd: Welcome back! Welcome back! Welcome back!
[Eric decides not to say anything as Mike Bell approaches the ring steps. However, just before stepping onto the steps, Candice Hoffman begins to make her way down towards the ring and she too has a look of determination on her face.]
E.D: Wait a minute, here comes Candice Hoffman our roving X-Zone reporter.
[As Bell steps through the ropes, he is handed a house mic and here is where the order of business begins.]
Crowd: Bell! Bell! Bell!
Mike Bell: [Holding up his hand] Hold on there Candice, I know that you've got a million questions to ask, but you're going to have to wait a few minutes as I take care of personal business first.
[Candice stops dead in her tracks on the outside portion of the ring apron throwing her hands up into the air.]
Bell: Now then... first things first...
Promo: Get ready BACW...
Bell: Ulfric...
Crowd: [POP!]
[The mere mention of Ulfric's name sends the arena into a frenzy.]
Bell: Let me be the first to say that I appreciate your concern for my son Triston. Yes, the scars both mentally and physically have healed, and I'm sure that he appreciates the way that you've always thought of him..
E.D: Come on, this friendship deal between Ulfric and Bell sucks. The wrestling world is still talking about the last match that these two had, and damn it, nothing in this world would be better than the two of them doing it again. The blood, the gore...
Promo: Well, I would have to agree about the match aspect of things, but those two don't need to be enemies for a match of that caliber to happen again.
E.D: First, don't interrupt me again, and second, it sure would help.
Bell: Mike, he still thinks of you as his uncle Rick, and nothing will ever change that. So Rick, good luck on your match against Michael Sloan. I say good luck not because I think that you need it, but because I think that you will be EXACTLY what my plan needs...
[That stumps the announcers as they are brought back mentally to the message that Bell left Sloan and the wrestling world at Big 3.]
Promo: What in the hell does that mean?
E.D: Beats the hell out of me, but I'm sure that we're about to find out.
Bell: You see Rick, you've been a success everywhere that you've ever been. In the NWA, the WWA, practically everywhere...
[The camera pans in tight on the face of Mike Bell.]
Bell: But Mike Sloan?
[Bell shrugs.]
Bell: I can't say the same thing about you. You see Sloan, you might be the world champion right now, but when I saw your match at Big 3...
[A smile forms on his face as he leans on the top rope.]
Bell: I simply wasn't impressed.
Crowd: [OH!]
Bell: Even when they raised your hand in the air and gave you the world title, I simply wasn't impressed.
Promo: Mike Bell is really going below the belt with some of the things he's saying tonight.
E.D: Bell is a bold face liar! Mike Sloan is the damn champion!
Bell: However...
[He raises his index finger into the air.]
Bell: If you can get a clean win over Ulfric tonight, then I may just have to re-think what I've been saying, and honestly start believing that you have what it takes to make that next step in a wrestler's evolution.
Promo: I wonder what Michael Sloan is going to have to say about all of this?
E.D: Who cares, he's the world champion. Why should he care what Bell says about him?
Promo: Things are about to get VERY interesting.
Bell: But enough about Michael Sloan for the moment. Right now it is time to talk about someone else who is involved in tonight's card.
Promo: Now who is he talking about?
Bell: Darrel Besolve...
E.D: Oh boy... Not my mega Superman from the planet Bad-ASS.
Promo: Sensors get ready.
[Several years ago, Darrel Besolve injured Mike Bell's neck and put him into a six-month coma during a match in Canada.]
Bell: I'm shocked to see that you're still in the business Darrel. Matter of fact, I'm shocked to see that you haven't grown eyes in the back of your head yet. But you know Darrel, I'm not bitter...
[He strokes his chin.]
Bell: Hell, I'm not even angry at the fact that you never apologized for what you did to me.
[He takes his hand and rubs the back of his neck.]
Bell: Let me repeat that again...
[Inhale / exhale]
Bell: You never apologized for what you did to me.
Promo: Mr. Batee, I hope we have extra security tonight.
E.D: Oh hell, this is going to be great to watch Darrel kick this guy's ass!
Bell: But I'm not worried Darrel, I'm sure that you'll get around to it sooner than later.
[Before anyone has a chance to say anything, Mike Bell has already skipped forward to the next name on his list.]
Bell: Spectre...
[There is a dramatic pause as Bell now begins to pace the wrestling ring.]
Bell: If pro wrestling was football, you would be the Dan Marino of the sport.
[Since we are in Orlando, Florida, the arena erupts into cheers at the mention of the future hall of fame quarterback's name.]
Bell: Plenty of records, plenty of accolades...
[The cheers continue...]
[Until]
Bell: But no world championships.
[The air is completely sucked out of the arena.]
[BOOS]
Promo / E.D: HUH?
Bell: Wait, wait, hold on...hold on. Don't get me wrong here, that's not what I meant. Just please let me finish before you start booing. Trust me, by the time I'm finished, you'll know exactly what I'm getting at.
[Mike Bell stops pacing and is actually standing in front of Candice Hoffman.]
Bell: Spectre, you've been a member of Bad Ass Championship Wrestling for almost as long as it's been in existence. But, instead of using that for the better of BACW, you've reduced yourself into fighting a handicap match against Project X.
[Bell motions for Candace to enter the ring, which she does.]
Bell: Now don't get me wrong, fighting an invasion force that is trying to tear down your company is a worthy endeavor. Hell, I remember doing the same thing in BWA when the Northern Soldiers were trying to take over. But, I also remember being stabbed in the back by Darrel Besolve for a second time.
[Candice goes to say something, but Bell cuts her off.]
Bell: Candice, be my honey suckle not my thorn. [Smile] I was put on the shelf by Besolve and the soldiers for merely trying to do what I thought was the right thing...
[He turns his back on Candice and turns to face the camera.]
Bell: Instead of actually doing the right thing. Hell Spectre, when it comes to the plan that I have in mind, you could possibly be the next best choice.
[Walking by Candice he moves through the top and middle ropes.]
Candice: Wait... Mr. Bell... Jjust what is this plan of yours?
[Mike looks her up and down before pointing at the big screen which shows the NAWA world heavyweight title along side a revolving planet earth.]
Candice: What does that mean?
[Mike smiles, shrugs, and then exits the ring, leaving Candice there with a ton of questions, and no answers.]
Promo: What in the hell?
E.D: I don't know, and honestly, at this point I don't know what to think.
Promo: Folks, forget about running down the card, because it's time to go up into the ring for our opening introductions.
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