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[Rumbling through the credits and bursting into Brooklyn’s very own Elks Lodge, spinal shivers intoxicate goose bumps as your adrenalin becomes as scarce as the oil under the ground of New York City’s cement streets. With every heart pounding hammer of the music, the crowd gets more and more turned on like junkies to the vein. In the audible backdrop, behind a few decibels of clapping, the structure overflows with a legendary mantra.]
Crowd: Bad ASS Wreslin! Bad ASS Wreslin! Bad ASS Wreslin!
BOOM! BOOM!
Paul Prominski: Hello everyone and welcome to Brooklyn New York the site of this month’s TVMA show! We are wedged into this building and it’s because everyone wants to bare witness to Darrius Coleman Parks taking on “The Crippler” Matt McClain. I’m the Promo Machine and in about 15 seconds we are going to introduce to you…
Sound System: I AM IRON MAN!
Crowd: [In unison] YEAH!!!!!
Promo: I guess he’s on his own time table, ladies and gentlemen, my very special co-host for tonight’s show, “The Future” Darrel Besolve!
[Running over the emotional strings of this all too familiar song, the drapes part and dressed in a $1000 suit, exits one Darrel Besolve. The company of a man who helped put BACW on the chart, seems to be the ideal inauguration, for what Mr. Batee is calling a night, that isn’t exactly what it seems. Down the condensed isle, and stopping to play to the crowd, Besolve raises his hands reciprocating his appreciation.]
Crowd: Welcome back! Welcome back! Welcome back!
[Rounding the table, Besolve extends his hand taking the headset from the Host.]
Promo: Take a seat champ, and let me say, it’s an honor to be calling this show side by side with such a legend of the business.
Darrel Besolve: [Settling in.] Thank you Promo… thank you… It appears Brad Batee needed some pop, and you know me, always willing to help the little people. [Chuckle] Just kidding Brad…
Crowd: Daaareeel... Daaarreeel... Daaarreeel...
Promo: It’s not going to stop until you give them what they want?
Besolve: [Almost blushing] Seriously Promo, this is why I love BACW; it’s all about the wrestlers giving to the fans.
[Standing up, Besolve takes a curtain call before once again boldly retaking his chair at the announcer’s table. Just then a woman screams from behind.]
Woman: I LOVE YOU DARREL!!!
Besolve: [Reserved Besolve gives a quick wink and adds a bit of charm.] If I wasn’t married… [Chuckles again.] This is too much. Too much people…
Crowd: Daaaarelll! Daaaarelll! Daaaarelll!
Promo: [Shaking his head in disbelieve] Speaking of history, on our last show, Darrius Coleman Parks came out onto the ramp and insulted Matt McClain’s wife in a tasteless speech that immediately prompted Mr. Batee to book this main event before TVMA even went off the air. Darrel, you’ve been up against The Crippler, and isn’t it a fact that Matt McClain is in part, one of the reasons you’re sitting here alongside me tonight.
Besolve: [Annoyed and sticking out his pointer finger.] First of all, no one retires Darrel Besolve, and second, you don’t have to tell me how this business works. I give credit where credit is due and Matt McClain only proved to me on ONE particular night, he was better than me, so my hats off to him; but that was ONE night.
Promo: I’m sorry…
Besolve: [Talk to the hand motion.] Don’t interrupt me! As for Parks, I’m not sure who the hell this kid is or what the hell he’s done in BACW thus far. All I know is that he better get his head on straight, because if given the chance, Matt McClain might tear his arm off and sell it at the concession stand.
Promo: [Continuing with a nervous tone.] One down from the bottom is a match no one saw coming, and it pits Ric Righteous, Malik Johnson, and Orge Lambart, all together with both of their titles on the line.
Darrel: Isn’t this the match that has special unannounced stipulations?
Promo: It most certainly is Darrel, and on this piece of paper, I have those stipulations. Get this champ, if Matt McClain comes down to the ringside area during the match, for any reason, both Malik Johnson and Ric Righteous will immediately forfeit their titles to Orge Lambart!
Darrel: [In a sarcastic tone.] Almost makes me want to go into the back during the match, drag McClain down here by his twinkie little earring, and give Orge Lambart an early Christmas present.
Promo: [Wagging his finger.] Now… now Darrel, tonight you’re a commentator not a wrestler.
Darrel: Old Habits my friend… So who up after those two get done beating the stuffing out of each other?
Promo: eWrestling.Org Champion pits Spectre against newcomer Johnathan Tierney.
Darrel: Honestly, Spectre is one of the main wrestlers here in BACW from what I’ve seen inside the ring and for anyone to think he isn’t capable of pulling out win over them, it’s just not a smart way to enter a match against this guy. Recognized or not, the belt Spectre holds is means he’s the man here in BACW and until someone can knock him off that perch, Ric Righteous will have to get used to playing second fiddle to the guy with purple hair.
Promo: I agree with you there Darrel. A few months back people questioned Spectre dominance during his feud with Todd Knight. In fact, many in the press and in the backroom said he was a one hit wonder, always in the right place, at the right time. But I can tell you with confidence, Spectre came into BACW a hand picked wrestlers by Mr. Batee and when Batee places his faith in someone, they usually deliver.
Darrel: Like Chris Ross?
Promo: He never placed his faith in Ross!
Darrel: Relax Promo, I’m just having some fun with you.
Promo: I’m sorry champ, I just hate that guy so much…
Darrel: [Imitating Promo] WIPE OUT! WIPE OUT! WIIIIIIPE OUTTTT!
Promo: I was paid to say that!
[Interrupting the rundown, Mr. Batee’s “Welcome to the Jungle” riff brings the crowd to their feet and rolling his eyes, Besolve shakes his head in disgust. Slapping hands with the people who cheers him, and side glancing the people who can’t stand him, Batee pounds his feet up the metal stairs entering the ring with one confident swoop. Nodding his head with a smile and then scowling at Besolve, Batee raises his hands to the heavens of extreme. Sucking into his lungs, the cult like atmosphere, Batee exhales before bellowing into the microphone.]
Mr. Batee: BAAAAAAAAAAAAACW! Ha! Ha! Ha! It’s me! It’s me! It’s the BMOC of wrasslin planet! More powerful than the career of Darrel Besolve.
Besolve; [whispering] I doubt that.
Promo: SHH!!!
Mr. Batee; Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound!
Besolve: [whispering] He sounds more like Superman than a wrestling promoter.
Promo: MR. BESOLVE PLEASE!
Mr. Batee: It’s a bird! It’s a plane baby! Ha! Ha! Ha! It’s the most prolific antagonist in the world today! Welcome to our home! Welcome to our show! And by the power vested in me by my loyal following… Welcome to BACW’s TVMA!
Crowd: Bad ASS Wrestlin! Bad ASS Wrestlin! Bad ASS Wrestlin!
Mr. Batee: Tonight I come out here with one of the most important announcements we can possibly make here in BACW. [Holds up a letter] In my hand I hold the newest inductee into our BACW Hall of Fame.
Guy from the cheap seats: CHRIS ROSS!!!!
Crowd: [Laughter]
Mr.Batee: If anyone knows out hall of fame, you then know the men who occupy this hallowed hall are men who helped BACW become what it is today. They are men who never tried to destroy what they created. They are men who I can call difference makers. Like these men or not, it’s not my place to judge… for these men are honored by their peers once per year without the interference from the political machine that governs this promotion. I’m not going to mince words with you people right now, and I’m not going to rain on this person’s parade. This man has been chosen by the people, and for the people. So as I open this envelope…
Crowd: LEE RIEL!!!!
Mr. Batee: [Under his breath but into the mic] God I hope not.
Crowd: [Chuckle]
Mr. Batee: So as I open this envelope, I say congratulations to our 2005 Hall of Fame inductee… Ladies and gentlemen, “The Future” Darrel Besolve!
Besolve: [Shocked] You’re kidding me…
Promo: Are you going to get up and say something?
[Carefully buttoning his coat and rounding the announcer’s table, embarrassed, Besolve enters the ring with a smirk. Motioning towards Batee’t outstretched hand, Besolve embraces BACW’s owner asking to look at the card.]
Mr. Batee: Mr. Beslove it indeed does have your name written on it. Darrel, you were my first real cross promotional Superstar, and my first real project. In 1999 you were as arrogant and as hungry as I was to rule the world. [Cross glance] In some ways both followed those goals but parting, we needed to accomplish those goals on a different plain. Tonight Darrel, your peers give to you the ultimate show of respect. Tonight Darrel, we say to you, all is forgiven, your debt to us has been paid, and we thank you from the bottom of hearts for making BACW, something none of us will ever forget.
Crowd: YOU’RE HARDCORE! YOU’RE HARDCORE! YOU’RE HARDCORE!
[Holding out the microphone, Besolve’s attention is drawn to the ramp where all his friends and former competitors have assembled. One by one in honor of his legacy, they form a line of unity and friendship.]
[Besolve’s speech will be added to the show when I return from Philadelphia. A post will be made in the OOC area. It’s 20 minutes long.]
Mr. Batee: Ladies and gentlemen, I give to you, OUR FUTURE! Ladies and gentlemen, for the last time, “The Future” Darrel Besolve!
Crowd: Bad Ass Wreslin! Bad Ass Wreslin! Bad Ass Wreslin!
Promo: [Sitting back down] I guess congratulations are in order.
Besolve: [Shaking his head] If you would give me a second, I’m a bit taking by the movement…
Promo: Take your time Darrel, I got the show from here. Fans, as Mr. Batee exits the arena, the lights dim, and it’s time for TVMA to begin! Let’s go to the ring for our opening introductions.
[Ding, ding. Ding.]
Michael Stuffher: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome toT-V-M-A!!!! Our opening bout is a strap match and will be held under four corners rules! Entering the ring, she is the queen of hardcore, from Las Vegas Nevada, Roxanne Logan!
PA: ROXANNE! You don’t have to put on the red lights…
[With the arena bathed in red and pink, Roxanne Logan jogs down to the ringside area with a stern look on her face. Her luscious breasts rock softly from side to side and rolling under the bottom rope, Logan climbs the turnbuckle as the crowd continues to chant. Pulling up on her sports bra, Logan corrals the girls into place as the crowd continue to look on in lust.
Crowd: You’re hardcore! You’re hardcore! You’re hardcore!
Promo: Rumors has it Logan and Riel have something sexual going on outside the ring, but word from camp Riel is they are only friends. Are the rumors are just that, rumors? Or is Riel playing hide the salami in Roxanne’s butcher block?
Besolve: I can’t say if they are true or not, but if Logan defeats Riel, I’ll do the rest of this show in my underwear. Honestly Promo, who cares about these two sleeping together other than Candice Hoffman over at X-Zone?
Promo: Well you might want to reconsider doing the rest of this show in your underwear because I’ve been told that Lee Riel is going to come out here and try to convince Logan to take the win, without even wrestling.
Besolve: Riel’s a competitor, and once Logan slaps him in the face, the Canadian will do what Batee is expecting him to do…
Promo: What’s that?
Besolve: Beat Logan to a pulp to serve his own disgusting fetish.
[Cue Riel’s music]
Crowd: Let’s go Lee Riel! [CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAP CLAP] Let’s go Lee Riel! [CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAP CLAP] Let’s go Lee Riel! [CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAP CLAP]
Stuffher: And her opponent… Parting the curtains, he hails from Toronto Ontario Canada and is known north of the border as “The Canadian Wrestle God”! There is only one! Absolute, Lee Riel!
[Flipping into the ring, Riel immediately approaches Roxanne trying to be the voice of reason.]
Riel: We don’t have to do th…
[SLAP!]
Crowd: OH!
Promo: OH
Besolve: OUCH!
Promo: Logan just slapped Riel in the face but Riel isn’t biting!
Riel: Don’t give Batee the…
[SLAP!]
Crowd: OOO!
Promo: OOO!
Besolve: OUCH! AGAIN!
Roxanne: [Inside the ring Logan pushes Riel] Come on bitch! Fight ME!
[SLAP!]
Crowd: DAMN!
Promo: OH NO! She didn’t?
Besolve: Oh yes she did!
[Turning to rub the side of his reddened face, Riel wheels around but Logan ducks the sucker punch! Down to both knees and driving her arm into the crotch area of Riel, Logan rolls behind Lee and yanking up on the strap; WWA’s Extreme World Champion sings soprano!]
Promo: Riel topples to the canvas and Logan immediately begins to rain the strap down across Lee’s back over and over and over again.
Besolve: Looks like something my old girl friend used to do to me after debate class. Give Riel time Promo, this is just the beginning of the end for Roxanne. I mean she looks great in the ring, but come on; it’s Lee Riel we are talking about not Chris Ross.
[Off the canvas and into the ropes courtesy of a hard Irish whip goes Riel. No! Reversal by Riel puts Logan on the rebound and lending into a shoulder block, Roxanne is knocked flat on her ass! Standing Logan up in the corner, Riel drives through the chest of Logan with a tough love knife edge! Again! Again! Logan sees stars and scooping Roxanne off her feet, Riel pounds her into the canvas with a scoop slam.]
Promo: Lee Riel has taken over the momentum of his bout, but you can see with every move, it’s killing him to inflict pain on Logan.
Besolve: The man is a competitor and like I said, Logan doesn’t stand a chance.
[Out of the two step and rolling into a knee drop, Logan holds the bridge of her nose in pain. Kicking her feet on the canvas, Riel continues to pour on the heat still hesitating before every move. Off the mat and pushing Logan into the corner, Riel loads up an Irish whip but Logan reverses the hold. Riel hits the turnbuckle with a thud and leaping into the air, Logan tumbles backwards with a monkey flip.]
Promo: This is the determination that Roxanne Logan brings to the ring!
Besolve: You can it determination, I call it desperation.
[Rake of eyes keeps Riel off kilter but Lee counters with a hard boot to the stomach. Snap-mare by Riel transitions into a reverse chin lock but Logan stuns Riel with a vertical scissor kick.]
Besolve: She can really stretch
!
Promo: Logan to her feet and wrapping the strap around Riel’s neck, the Canadian Wrestle-God is in deep, deep trouble!
Crowd: BOO!
Promo: Why is Madison coming down to ringside? She’s go a pair of panties in her hand and she’s waving them at Logan.
Madison: [Screaming] What the hell are these you slut!?!! Huh! You dirty bitch!
Besolve: Never a dull moment in BACW.
Promo: Logan looks completely confused and breaking the hold, Riel flops to the canvas like a piece of cooked spaghetti. Logan is now yelling at Madison and something tells me, we are headed for a cat fight!
Crowd: [CHEERING]
[Logan has a hand full of Madison’s hair and she’s pulling her up onto the apron!]
Promo: Roxanne has the panties and she’s shoving them into Madison’s mouth!
Besolve: Riel is up!
Promo: Double axe handle from behind and Logan collides head first with Madison!
[Dragging Logan into the center of the ring, Riel removes the strap from his wrist and with one leap, ascends the turnbuckle.]
Promo: Index fingers into the air!
[THUD!!!!]
Roxanne: UGH!
Besolve: HIGH-LIGHT-OF-THE-NIGHT!
[Staggering to his feet, Riel touches the first turnbuckle!]
Crowd: ONE!
[Stumbling over to the second the crowd cries out in unison.]
Crowd: TWO!!
[Limping with the aid of the ropes, Riel hears the crowd respond.]
Crowd: THREE!!!
Promo: This is all she wrote!
Besolve: I told you so…
[Stopping short of the forth turnbuckle, Riel looks back and taking a deep breath, signals to the crowd no.]
Promo: What’s he doing?
[Helping Roxanne to her feet, Riel begins to simultaneously touch the turnbuckles, aiding Roxanne as the crowd stands in support of his gesture. Slapping the first, Logan continues to hold her stomach.]
Crowd: ONE
[Over to the second and third, this Rockwell moment continues to grow.]
Crowd: TWO! THREE!
[As Riel raises his hand, Logan quickly taps the turnbuckle before him and rolling from the ring, Roxanne Logan heads up the isle leaving a stunned Lee Riel wondering what the hell just happened.]
Crowd: Slut! Slut! Slut!
Roxanne: [Nodding her head to the crowd] Only if I think you’re cute!
Promo: I don’t believe Roxanne Logan has stolen a win here against Lee Riel. The Canadian Wrestle-God is shocked, he’s embarrassed, and perhaps this will teach everyone in BACW that hell knows no fury, like Roxanne Logan’s scorn.
Besolve: [Placing his pants on the table.] There you go Promo! Happy?
Promo: Superman underwear?
Besolve: [Brushing off the comment] It’s promotional thing… you know… for the DVD.
Promo: As Lee Riel heads up the isle with an injured Madison, he has to wonder just how in the world he allowed Roxanne Logan an opportunity to defeat him. I mean seriously champ, don’t you think he could have won the match and still showed Logan a bit of class?
Besolve: Absolutely. My de-panted opinion is that Riel let the little head, talk for the big head and in BACW that equals loser. Trust me; you could learn a ton from what a loser like Mike Cavenaugh for a few years.
Promo: That loser is a hall of famer!
Besolve: I’m not impressed.
Promo: Well now that our ring has cleared, let’s go up to ring announcer Michael Stuffher for the introductions, to our next bout.
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
Stuffher: Ladies and gentlemen, this next bout is scheduled for one fall, and will be for eWrestling.Org’s Unrecognized, World Heavyweight Championship! Already in the ring, in his BACW debut, Johnathan Tierney!
Promo: Want to add something?
Besolve: Is there really a point to these two men fighting? I mean this guy Teary-knee came into BACW on a wing and prayer and from the looks of it… I think he might have wet himself before the first punch was even thrown. I mean what’s the point of this match Promo?
Promo: To see someone die in the ring?
Besolve: [Rolling his eyes.] Typical.
[The lights go out and the crackle of thunder can be heard rumbling through the arena. "Memphisto" begins to play and an eerie purple glow and ominous fog fills the arena. The Spectre steps through the curtain with a vile, evil, and deranged look on his face. His purple tank top has different writing on it this time, "GENOCIDE TO REVOLUTION", which glows in the dark and can clearly be seen on the front of his tank top. The word "RAVING" runs down his right pant leg, and "LUNATIC" runs down his left pant leg in the same glow in the dark color.
For some reason he appears to be wearing a long black slicker. He steps into the ring, his eyes wickedly wild. He points up to the ceiling then thrusts his hands down pointing across to two corners of the ring. Lightning bolts strike all four corners at the same time.
As the lights come back on, Spectre wildly eyes the crowd and turns his back to the camera revealing a rather disturbing mural drawn on the back of his slicker...
At the top of the slicker are the words "AND SO IT BEGINS..." with Spectre's purple haired head centered on the back of the slicker, and he is looking downward with a sadistic smile on his face. Below that, in some sort of photo resembling Armageddon is some sort of Lake of Fire, with smoke and ash rising forth. Within the ash are three people in various forms of torture: on the left is Malik Johnson hanging from a rope. On the right is Matt McClain, with his limbs partially dismembered? And in the center is Ric Righteous, hanging from a cross.
Stuffher: Coming down the aisle, WITHOUT his pet hyena Johnny, weighing in at 299 pounds, he is known as The Sadistic Nut, The Purple Haired Freak, and just recently become BACW's Raving Lunatic. This is the unrecognized eWrestling.Org World Heavyweight Champion... THE SPECTRE!
Promo: Shedding his title and diving into the ring, Spectre ducks Tierney’s haymaker from left field, and as Tierney loads up with his right, Spectre grabs his fist in mid-punch.
[No hands head butt blurs the vision of Tierney and pushing him into the ropes, Spectre lifts up the big boot knocking Tierney from the ring. On the outside Jonathan arches his back in pain and here comes Spectre over the top rope with one vicious motion. Yanking Tierney to his feet, Spectre hauls him up onto his shoulder and arching backwards…]
Promo: [Scrambling out of the way.] Oh my god!
Besolve: [Pushing by Promo] Hall of Famers first…
CRRRAAACCCKKK!!!!
Crowd: OH!
Promo: Through our timekeepers table with a Samoan drop goes Jonathan Tierney and fans, Spectre isn’t stopping there!
Besolve: Spectre is pointing to the steel stairs!
[Irish whip into the steel with BANG and Jonathan flips head over heels finally coming to rest against the guardrail. Tossing the intact portion of stairs to the side, Spectre continues his rage by wrapping his massive hand around the throat of Tiereny.]
Promo: Oh my god no! Up and down with a brutal choke slam goes Jonathan onto the top of the dislodged section of the stairs and folks, Jonathan Tierney isn’t moving!
Besolve: I would tell you I told you so, but what’s the point, I’m always right.
Promo: Is that why you have no pants?
Besolve: Watch yourself Promo!
Promo: Folks Jonathan Tierney is simply not moving and as Spectre rolls this young man back into the ring, we can only hope Jonathan isn’t done here in BACW.
Crowd: Spectre’s gonna kill you! Spectre’s gonna kill you! Spectre’s gonna kill you!
Besolve: I told you we were going to see a death tonight!
[Rolling into the ring and cranking up Tierney in reverse fashion, Spectre snaps down with ruthless aggression as the crowd counts in unison.]
Promo: Modified widow’s peak connects!
Crowd: 1… 2…
Referee: THREE!!!
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
Stuffher: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner of the bout, and STILL eWrestling.Org World Heavyweight champion, The Spectre!
Spectre: [Sliding out of the ring] Ha ha haahahah Ha haha… Ha ha ha hahaha ha…
Promo: As the medical team frantically tend to what’s left of Johnathan Tierney, we going to take a break, but when we return, it’s going to be a three way dance between Righteous, Johnson, and Lambart, with one of these men walking out of Brooklyn a complete loser!
Besolve: So you’re assuming they are walking into the match as winners? You know what happens when you assume right? You make an ass out of “u” and “m…”
Promo: Please Mr. Besolve!
[Interlude]
[As Orge Lambart’s music comes to a fade, the show is turned back over the commentators for the evening.]
Promo: We are back from the break, and as expected, Johnathan Tierney has suffered a small fracture in his back. BACW would like to send it’s prayers to John and his family but in typical fashion, the show must go on.
Besolve: And I would like to add, don’t let the door hit you in the…
Promo: [Interrupting Besolve] As Malik Johnson makes his way to the ring, let’s break down this match for our viewers at home. In my opinion this is a typical two on one beat down that will leave Orge Lambart, just one nail shy of a closed casket. A champion a few months back, Orge choked under the pressure and I don’t think tonight is going to be any different.
Besolve: Wait a minute Promo…. Orge Lambart has been given shot after shot after shot at the world title and each time he comes up empty because people don’t want to see someone “like him” representing BACW. How can you sit their and judge a man who comes out month after month, and gives it his all? The hell is wrong with you?!
Promo: Where did that come from?
Besolve: This piece of paper that says, “Besolve read” in your hand writing.
Promo: [Snapping the index card] GIVE ME THAT!
Besolve: So touchy!
Promo: Let’s go to the ring.
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
Stuffher: Ladies and gentlemen, this next bout will be held under double jeopardy rules! This means, man who gains the first pin fall will be BACW’s Northeastern Regional Champion, and the man who gains the second fall, will be BACW’s Heavyweight champion! During this match, if Matt McClain should appear at ringside, both Malik Johnson and Ric Righteous, will LOSE their championships immediately!
Crowd: POP!
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
Stuffher: Already in the ring to my right, he hails from Shreveport Louisiana, he is BACW’s Northeastern Regional Champion! Paragon! Malik Johnson!
Crowd: BOO!
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
Stuffher: And to my left, simply put, he is “Beastmaster” Orge Lambart!
Listen to advice and accept instruction, that you may gain wisdom for the future.
Many are the plans in the mind of a man, but it is the purpose of “The Savior”
That will be established.
Alas... RIC RIGHTEOUS… has risen
Besolve: I love that Oh God voice, just makes feel so old school.
Crowd: Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!
[The lights go out filling the arena with darkness. The music comes on (Jesus Christ Superstar.) The Ovaltron is activated showing various video highlights of Ric Righteous appears (showing him winning several wrestling championships, along with highlights from every eWrestling.org World Heavyweight Championship and now his current BACW Heavyweight Championship reign. Darkness continues to consume the arena for 10-15 seconds while the anticipation of the fans erupts into a deafening heel pop, while the music is still playing. Smoke fills the entranceway as the curtain rises revealing the silhouette of “The Messiah” appears. He stands still absorbing the huge heel pop looking as cocky, confident and as arrogant as only “The Messiah” Ric Righteous can. While the arena remains dark, suddenly the entranceway is completely lit with bright lights as Righteous steps out from behind the curtain wearing an all red hooded sequence robe. Pyrotechnics start going off up and down the ramp and what seems like a million sparks of light drop from the ceiling like rain drops.
He starts to takes off his robe to flex his muscles in front of the crowd but not for them as you can tell by his narcissistic attitude. His impressive Adonis like body is driving every woman in the area wild.]
Stuffher: Ladies and Gentleman, we request that at this time that you all do an act of appreciation and get on your knees and bow down Your Savior and Messiah, Ric Righteous. For it he has come as it was written. Standing six foot five, 287 pounds of chiseled steel and sex appeal, he hails from Los Angeles, California. He is the most championship decorated man in the history of Professional Wrestling, a former World Tag Team Champion, Former World TV Champion, Former International Champion and multiple time eWrestling.org World Heavyweight Champion who broke and currently holds the record for longest World Heavyweight Title Reign.
He is your current BACW Heavyweight Champion the Alpha and Omega of wrestling, the future which is now…..He doesn’t like you; he doesn’t need you, And YOU NEED HIM. The man whom everything revolves around… introducing to you, the one and only true Messiah of Pro wrestling….Mr. Ric Righteous.
[Righteous stands there soaking it all in for 15 seconds then proceeds down the rant slowly, oozing with confidence and an arrogance that is felt throughout the arena. The huge hell pop continues while Righteous walks up the ring stairs and WAITS until the referee opens the ropes so that THE MESSIAH may enter the ring.]
Promo: Orge challenges Ric with a left hook but Ric counters clothesline knocking Orge Lambart flat onto his back. Johnson lifts Orge from the canvas but Righteous shoves him to the side executing a scoop slam and I don’t think Malik Johnson liked the fact that Ric Righteous just pushed him out of the way.
Besolve: Let me tell you something Promo, Righteous is arrogant and whether or not Malik wants to admit, the only thing on Ric’s mind is retaining his heavyweight championship.
[Orge wobbles over the logo and here comes Malik with a head full of steam!]
Promo: Malik leans into a clothesline but Lambart ducks the move! Look out Ric!
Besolve: Righteous topple head over heels through the ropes and down onto the back his neck and Malik Johnson is stunned! Call me crazy, but perhaps that was a bit of pay back by Johnson for getting shoved out of the way earlier.
[Irish whip into the ropes and here comes Orge Lambart on the rebound. Johnson launches into a spear and arching backwards, Lambart counters with a surprise DDT! Pulling himself up by the ropes, Orge staggers over to Malik and body slamming him into the center of the ring, Lambart continues to press by propping the regional champion up into the corner.]
Promo: Orge plays to the crowd and firing into a hard knife edge chop, Malik grimaces from the sting. Out of the corner and into the turnbuckle with a thud goes Johnson, and staggering backwards from the impact, Lambart unloads a brain scrambling drop kick to the head.
Besolve: Johnson appears to be in big trouble and listen to this crowd get behind The Beastmaster!
Crowd: ORGE! ORGE! ORGE!
[As Righteous shakes his head on the outside, Orge sets up the crown of thorns pile driver and sitting down hard, Malik’s head cracks to the side and the referee pounds the canvas motioning for the 1… 2… 3…]
Crowd: YEAH!
Besolve: I don’t believe it!
Promo: I’m completely shocked folks! Malik Johnson has just been pinned and this means Orge Lambart has regained his regional championship!
Besolve: Orge can’t celebrate now because Righteous has reentered the ring and he looks furious!
[Collar tie in the center of the logo but Righteous takes the lead with a thigh to the mid-section. Downward Asiatic spike forces Lamabrt to on knee and snapping Orge over with a snapmare, Lambart fights the pain from the now applied reverse chin lock.]
Promo: Malik is up and driving a boot into Orge’s face, Johnson is quickly at a disadvantage from the apparent two on one.
Besolve: The only question I have right now is whether or not Johnson and Righteous are on the same page. Johnson has already lost his title and what’s to say he’s not going to cost Ric his?
[Orge battles back with a bolo upper cut to Malik chin but Righteous counters from the blind side with a rake of the eyes.]
Promo: Low blow by Ric into a knee lift and Orge Lambart can’t get any offense going. Off the canvas and into an Irish whip, Orge collides into Righteous with a thud and hooking the leg for the 1… 2… 3… Orge gets his shoulders up in time and this one’s going to continue.
Besolve: Orge Lambart is wearing down and if he was smart, he would get out of Dodge, before The Revolution injures him for good.
[Malik lifts Orge up into a full nelson and he’s motioning for Righteous to execute a super kick, Orge is helpless to stop the move and thrusting forward, Ric nails Malik in smack dab in the face!]
Promo: Lambart tries to attack but Ric delivers a boot to the stomach! Snap down stunner and the referee is in perfect position!
Referee: 1… 2…
Besolve: Righteous retains!
Referee: THREE!!!
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
Stuffher: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner of the bout, and STILL BACW Heavyweight champion, “The Messiah” Ric Righteous! Because Orge Lambart obtained the first fall, he is your new BACW Regional Champion!
Promo: Righteous has left the ring leaving an unconscious Malik Johnson in the ring and you have to wonder if Ric’s miscue was just that, or a deliberate act.
Besolve: I’m no Ric Righteous fan, but I can tell you this, Ric is about Ric and the minute you think otherwise, then you’re playing right into Ric hand.
Promo: Like Ric or not, he was definitely was impressive here tonight and even in retirement, you can’t deny that BACW’s Heavyweight champion is certainly next in line for the hall of fame.
Besolve: Are you thirsty?
[As Besolve calls for a soda, the lights begin to flicker as Wagners "Ride of the Valkryies" begins to play over the PA.]
Besolve: [Back from getting his soda from the vendor] What’s going on Promo?
[Righteous looks around surprised as a man dressed in a black suit and wire rimmed glasses passes him up the ramp.]
Promo: According this note I was just handed, that's Bathasar Guldsen, he's the manager of...
[BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!]
[As he says that a large Nordic man dressed in black tights, woolley boots, leather arm guards, steel cap and a steel shield emblazoned with the iron cross follows behind him.]
Stuffher: At this time, BACW would like to welcome, The Einheri.
Promo: Righteous has turned back to the ring and it looks like he wants to great the newcomer face to face.
Bathasar: Excuse me Mr. Righteous.
[Ric pauses as he enters through the rope and Guldsen snickers.]
Bathasar: I am Bathasar Guldsen and this man right here is your destruction.
Promo: The Einheri steps in front of Bathasar and Righteous charges!
[Righteous lays rights and lefts into the unmoving Einheri.]
Besolve: It's not fazing him! This guy appears to be immune to Ric’s offensive assault.
[Righteous takes step back and as he does so the crowd erupts into boos as The Einheri smacks him hard with his steel shield.]
Besolve: A shield in BACW? Interesting…
Promo: Righteous drops to one knee. I can't believe that didn't knock the champ out cold after the match he just fought.
[The Einheri slams the edge of the shield into t he back of Ric's neck shaking Righteous from head to toe.]
Bathasar: Hold my monster.
[The crowd boos and Bathasar takes the mic standing over Ric’s now bloody carcass.]
Bathasar: Ah, the jeers from the filth making up this country full of melting pot refuse. You people think that this country with its fable roads of gold and high hopes is so austere and perfect. Yet it is nothing compared to the Land Of Thule. My future kingdom! This country has been robed by the tired, poor and wretched. That whore of a women that holds the golden lantern is nothing more than a beacon to the worthless. Like this figure below me.
[Bathasar sneers at the fallen champion as they continue to boo.]
Bathasar: So Mr. Righteous… what do we think of our inferiors?
[The Einheri pulls Ric off the ground and nails him with a cut throat!]
Bathasar: The Mjölnir will be the downfall of you all! Including you Besolve, you washed up has been! Einheri has arrived, and ALL WILL BOW TO HIS GREATNESS!!
Promo: Well as trash begins to rain down on Bathasar and his man monster The Einheri… we are going to go into the back where Matt McClain is about to give us some final words before his match… and when we return, it’s going to be Matt McClain going one on one with, Darrius Coleman Parks. We’ll see you in a few.]
[Fading into the back, you see a plain shot of Matt McClain with water dripping from his head. To his left, Candice Hoffman holds the microphone with the instructions not to speak.]
McClain: Now I know I might have pissed few people off with my win in the Gauntlet Match, and I know one man for fact got his little purple panties in a wad because he tapped out to me. Now Spectre, there is nothing wrong with losing to a better man. I have beaten you both times we have met and when we meet for a third time, I will make it win number three in a row.
Now I know what you’re going to say…”I tapped out in our first match, I beat you McClain…blah, blah, blah. Yeah I may have tapped out, BUT lets look at the big picture here, I was the one that got the big prize in the end. Yes I didn’t win the title, because Batee saw it fit to screw me out of the title, BUIT I got what I wanted from the match and you went home with second place. So in my eyes, I did beat you. Plain and simple you purple haired cock muncher, you need to let things go, allow them to be what they are and you need to understand that you are nothing but a little boy who has a few pallor tricks up your sleeve. But guess what Spectre, I have one as well.
[McClain reaches into his tights and pulls out a piece of paper.]
McClain: Now what I have here is a restrain order that states that you must keep a 100 foot distance from me at all times and if that is not lived up to then you will be hauled downtown and thrown into a cozy little cell with a local by the name of bubba who will want to do things to you, but hey, you might enjoy them due to the fact of what you have done to that nasty little hair ball that you bring to the ring with you, so who am I to judge?
So remember Spectre, 100 feet or you get to have a new “Tag Team Partner”, if you catch my drift.
[Fading back into the arena, you can see a smirk plastered on the face of Darrel Besolve. Retired but still cocky, Besolve loves the intensity BACW brings out in its competitors.]
Promo: Well folks we are back from the break and we have just been told, the stipulations for this match, are about to change. Apparently Darrius Parks has gone into Mr. Batee’s office and demanded this match be held under “I Quit” rules.
Besolve: I quit rules don’t hold a candle to Burn to a Crisp.
Promo: That might be true Mr. Besolve, but it’s time to go to the ring for our final bout of the evening.
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
Stuffher: Ladies and gentlemen, THIS is our main event of the evening and is set for one fall. Already in the ring, Darrius Coleman Parks!
Promo: You know, if I wasn’t…
[Interrupting Promo, the lights in the arena shut down, leaving the crowd in the dark, as bright flashes start to burst through out, acting as it were streaks of lighting. Soon, the sound of waves crashing along with the sound of thunder and howling winds fill the arena. They are soon joined by a shrill sound of sirens echoing though out the building.]
#SHUT UP WHEN I’M TALKING TO YOU…SHUT UP….SHUT UP…SHUT UP…SHUT UP WHEN I’M TALKING TO YOU!
[A hush falls over the crowd leaving the arena in total darkness. With out warning, multi-colored lights start exploding through out the arena, and with in a matter of seconds, a massive explosion rips through out the entranceway leaving most of the fans breathless. A wall of fire reaches out to touch the top of the arena as the flames radiate their heat. As the smoke and fire start to clear out, the fans can see that McClain’s tron video has come to life as his theme, a remix of One Step Closer performed by Linkin Park , starts to rip though out the PA system. On his tron, a golden outline of a flame comes into sight as McClain silver cross slams into the flame as it sounds like steel hitting steel, and is quick to fade to blackness as his name is quick to fade in. Soon it starts to flash across the tron into various different fonts and colors Behind his name, there are clips of The Submission Specialist winning past titles, making opponents tap with his crippling Breaking Point, climbing to the top rope and hitting the high flying Storm Surge, and his newest submission move, The Perfect Storm, as well as his Natural Disaster. We catch only a glimpse of him pulling off some of the most unbelievable moves ever seen.]
#EVERYTHING YOU SAY TO ME, BRINGS ME ONE STEP CLOSER TO THE EDGE AND I’M ABOUT TO BREAK…
#I NEED A LITTLE ROOM TO BREAK, BECAUSE I’M ONE STEP CLOSER TO THE EDGE AND I’M ABOUT TO BREAK
#I FIND THE ANSWERS AREN’T SO CLEAR, I WISH I COULD FIND A WAY TO DISSAPPEAR…ALL THESE THOUGHTS THEY MAKE NO SENSE, I FOUND THIS IN INGRONCE, NOTHING SEEMS TO GO AWAY…OVER AND OVER AGAIN… JUST LIKE BEFORE!
[McClainv soon steps into the entranceway looking around the arena as a grin plays across his lips. As soon as the fans see him, they start to boo very loudly! He raises both arms high into the air as the crowd roars with disapproval. As he makes the slow walk to the ring, the multi-colored lights start to glisten off his skin. He's dressed in a pair of metallic white tights. On his left leg of his tights in a metallic red lettering, and outlined in gold is “CRIPPLER”, and on his opposite leg, in the same metallic red material and outlined in gold is a modified cross surrounded in flames. His white paten leather boots bare the same cross as his tights in a red paten leather color. His wrist and forearms are taped up with the similar metallic colored tape. His hair is cut short in the back with the front longer, in a deep royal blue, almost black in color. His metallic silver-framed Oakley’s hide his cold ice blue eyes from the world, as the shimmering ice iridium reflective lens shine with the exploding lights as they blink off and on suddenly as he makes his way closer to the ring.]
#EVERYTHING YOU SAY TO ME, BRINGS ME ONE STEP CLOSER TO THE EDGE AND I’M ABOUT TO BREAK…
#I NEED A LITTLE ROOM TO BREAK, BECAUSE I’M ONE STEP CLOSER TO THE EDGE AND I’M ABOUT TO BREAK…
#EVERYTHING YOU SAY TO ME, BRINGS ME ONE STEP CLOSER TO THE EDGE AND I’M ABOUT TO…BREAK!
#SHUT UP WHEN I’M TALKING TO YOU…SHUT UP….SHUT UP…SHUT UP…SHUT UP….I’M ABOUT TO BREAK!
#EVERYTHING YOU SAY TO ME, BRINGS ME ONE STEP CLOSER TO THE EDGE AND I’M ABOUT TO BREAK…
#I NEED A LITTLE ROOM TO BREAK, BECAUSE I’M ONE STEP CLOSER TO THE EDGE AND I’M ABOUT TO BREAK…
#I NEED A LITTLE ROOM TO BREAK, BECAUSE I’M ONE STEP CLOSER TO THE EDGE AND I’M ABOUT TO BREAK
[As soon as he enters the ring, two spotlights bath him in a pale blue color, circle around the arena and then converge into the center of the ring where the Matt McClain stands frozen. His chiseled body, which is bathed in the pale blue light, is ridged. He soon breaks the still stance by jerking up his arms high into the air. The boo’s of the fans give him a sudden massive rush. With his arms out stretched high into the air, flash bulbs all over the arena pop with a bright white light. It's almost an indescribable feeling coped with the booing of the fans as the lights in the arena start to slowly come back on.]
#I NEED A LITTLE ROOM TO BREAK, BECAUSE I’M ONE STEP CLOSER TO THE EDGE AND I’M ABOUT TO BREAK…
#I NEED A LITTLE ROOM TO BREAK, BECAUSE I’M ONE STEP CLOSER TO THE EDGE AND I’M ABOUT TO…BREAK!
Stuffher: Entering the ring, he’s 6’1” tall and weighed in at 230 pounds! From Houston Texas, he is ½ of the Mid-South Syndicate, and the leader of The Revolution! “The Crippler” Matt McClain!
Promo: Matt is going to want to work on the shoulder, arm, and neck, his main points of attack and will look to tie him up into the ropes and attack from there. He will want to try and break his neck and is looking to do anything. The ref will stop him, but not before he does a little damage
Besolve: Yeah, McClain has a great gimmick, himself. In order for him to go out to the ring and work, he has to be comfortable, and in order for him to be comfortable, he has to be himself. He's not anything fancy, but then again, he doesn't need to be, and because he knows that deep down he has what it takes to become the very best in the federation. He relies heavily on his wrestling ability. He's able to blend the styles of technical, high flying, and submission wrestling to create a combined style that no one has yet to duplicate. He often acts out towards those that look down upon him, thinking he's some kind of rip off. That's where his emotion starts to take over. His emotion is something that he's able to draw off of. Some times it is good to draw off that emotion, but with the good comes the bad as well. There are plenty of times where he's played off of his emotion, and it has cost him the match. He's a very proud man. He's proud of his wife and daughter, Krissy and Madison, his career, his achievements, but more importantly, himself. He's overcome a lot in his life, such as the untimely death of his younger brother, Jason, in the summer of 2000. He's also overcome all the negatives in his life, to prove the people that doubted him all his life. He's learned to take it and use it to help himself to become a top star in the federation. He's also one of the cockiest wrestlers to ever step into the ring! It might be a big downfall, but he always back up what he says inside the ring. His attitude has won him many titles, but it has also gotten him in a lot of trouble as well! He has a lot of pride in himself and is willing to do what it takes to get the job done.
Promo: Well we are going to see if that’s true because the referee has called for the bell, and here we go!
[Parks sneaks up behind McClain and immediately rakes the eyes blinding the crippler. Hard chops slap against the chest of McClain and unloading with a vertical suplex, Parks seems to be in complete control!]
Promo: For being smaller then most of the other wrestlers, he has the speed that has been compared to the quickest of the cruiserweights! Once in the ring, he's able to out move the biggest of his opponents. Once he's able to break the bigger man down and take him off his vertical base, the match is almost a sure win for McClain.
Besolve: It can’t last against someone with the talent of Matt McClain.
Promo: Parks is calling for the GBU!!!
[Lunging in and looking for the stunner, McClain is quick to grab the ropes preventing the move from being executed. Matt quickly locks up Parks and arching backwards, connects with a very weak T-Bone suplex. McClain transitions into a side Russian leg sweep and flipping into the 1… 2… 3… The referee cautions McClain that this match is held under I Quit rules!]
Besolve: McClain better get his head into the match because that was an amateur mistake! Even though he's not the biggest man, he's able to intimidate anyone that steps into the ring with him. As he walks to the ring, he feels he's going to walk out of the ring as the winner. Once in the ring, he still has that same confidence about himself as he did coming to the ring. It's not over until the bell rings, and more then likely he'll walkout the winner. On a side note, he's NEVER tapped out, and makes no plans as to do so any time soon!
Promo: I can’t agree more Darrel. Irish whip into the ropes by the crippler charging in hard, McClain pounds Parks right in the face with a flying forearm and flopping through the ropes, Parks lands on the small mats with a splat.
[Through the ropes and lowering a double axe handle, McClain brings Parks to both knees and kicking Darrius in the stomach, McClain spits into the crowd discouraging their cheers. Rolling Parks back into the ring, McClain follows with a steel chair and this brings the crowd to their feet.]
Promo: Up and OH!
[CLANG]
Crowd: OH!
Besolve: That’s going to hurt in the morning!
[CLANG!]
Promo: Again!
[CLANG!]
Promo: The hinges on the chair burst apart and locking in the cross face, McClain has this won! Yanking back and fourth and back and fourth, the referee asks Darrius if he’s willing to quit.
Referee: Come on Darrius… Are you going to quit?
Darrius: NOOOO!!!!!
McClain: Come on tap! Tap out! ARRRRGH!!!!!
Darrius: [Tapping] YES!!!!!!! YES!!!!
Referee: Ring the bell this one’s over!
Crowd: BOO!!!!
Promo: As Matt McClain’s music hits the loud speakers, and Darrius Parks becomes the latest victim of the breaking point, we are out of time! I’m the Promo Machine and on behalf of Darrel Besolve, BACW, eWrestling.Org, WWA, and Mr. Bateee… We bid you good night from Brooklyn New York and we will see you all on December 25, 2006, when we will present to you, BACW annual ipay per view, 2006 Ways to Bleed… And get this our main event is going to feature The Spectre going one on one in a unification bout against BACW’s Heavyweight champion, “The Messiah” Ric Righteous.
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