Post by Immanuel Taylor on Mar 29, 2010 5:00:30 GMT -5
The first visible image of this week’s SnV edition is of a shadowed figure engaging in what seems to be physical exercise in an empty ring in an empty arena. The entire atmosphere is dark and ambiguous as the shadowy figure is shown running from one side of the ring to the other before being shown fervidly punching the air in a warm-up type manner. Suddenly the camera cuts to a close-up shot, showing the figure’s face revealing him to be someone not from EUW’s current active roster. In other words, a fresh face. To the left of his face, six words in large white text appear.
A bombastic array of explosions attacks the atmosphere as the lights kick in and the ridiculously excited and loud orgy of cheers and shrieks. The EUW branded cameras swing wildly around the arena, revealing signs such as “GIVE SABORA A STRAIGHTJACKET” and “EDDIE’S POEMS TURN ME ON”. The cameras continue to swing wildly as numerous shots of the inside of the Vengeance Dome flash across the screen. Eventually, the cameras settle on the announcers table where the insatiable duo of long-time EUW commentator JJ and former EUW wrestler and world champion turned colour commentator Creep are seated with joy and over-excitement.
Creep: Bam! We’re on!
JJ: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Saturday Night Vengeance! JJ here with you along with my broadcast amigo Creep and what a show we’ve got tonight. The volatile Chris Sabora takes on the Tough-As-Nails Toby Hunter in the main event. We’ve also got a ferocious Six-Pack challenge and we’ve got the opening match of long-time enemies, Xplode and Mario Puzzo, tearing each other apart.
Creep: Couldn’t have said it better myself, JJ. Well actually I could. And I’d also say we’re one week away from Zero Tolerance, baby! Three matches have already been announced. Hunter teams up with Xplode to fight The Puzzos in the final battle of their bloody feud. Bull tangoes with Sabora as both men have been thorns on each other’s sides for quite a while. And of course, the match that has been recently announced…..
JJ: TITAN vs. Eddie Laurel. Another deeply rooted feud. Furthermore, it’s going to have a special match stipulation. What do you think, Creepy?
Creep: Hell in a Cell, baby! Taipei Death Match! Or perhaps a good ole fist-fight.
JJ: I don’t think so, Creepy. After the PTC launched their P.E.B.N.I.S campaign, I doubt higher management are going to be putting out bloody matches.
Creep: Aye, you’ve got a sad yet valid point, my scrawny uptight friend. Well, let’s stop wasting time and get along with the program. It’s opening match time and we’ve got Mario Puzzo taking on Xplode! Last week, Mario was able to knock out Xplode during their tag team match and even took a cheap shot on him after the match. Will it be payback time for Xplode? Or will Mario do something characteristic of The Puzzos? Let’s find out! Take it from here, Johnny.
The camera pans to the ring where John Walt is shown implanted in the ring with a lovely tuxedo on his soon-to-be-overweight-due-to-old-age body. The fans cease their orgy of screams and cheers and John wastes no time in getting the show started.
John Walt: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to SATURDAY…..NIGHT….VENGEANCE! The following match is scheduled for one fall and it will be contested under regular regulations. Introducing first….
The feed cuts backstage. A wooden door swings open as Brenda Angelina walks into view. Sporting a tight black dress, she adjusts her skirt and turns to look into the doorway from where she had just come.
"It's time, baby."
Xplode walks through the doorway, the EUW World Championship wrapped around his waist. Looking at Brenda, Xplode stares for a moment and then heads towards down the hallway ahead. The feed then cuts to the arena once more as the light dim out.
John Walt: Hailing from San Fransisco, California. Weighing in at two hundred and sixty pounds and standing six foot four. He is the current reigning World Champion, he is Xplode!
"Whiskey Hangover" by Godsmack begins to play as Xplode emerges from the darkness of the entrance. He sips from a "No Xplode" energy drink, stopping to look over the fans in attendance. In response, they scream, sending positive cheers his way! Brenda appears behind him as Xplode tosses the now empty can to the side out of view. He walks down the rampway, staring ahead. With Brenda following, he walks up the metal stairs of the ring and steps inside, climbing a nearby turnbuckle. He removes the World Title, holding it up for all to see as millions of flashes generate from the fans. Hopping back down, Xplode tosses the title belt to a nearby referee and climbs another turnbuckle, making an X gesture with his arms. As the music begins to fade out, Xplode points at Brenda as she blows him a kiss in return.
Suddenly, the lights dim to a dark shade of purple. "Regulators" by Warren G begins to play as 415 walks through the entrance curtain. Dressed in a singlet, his hair pulled back into corn rolls, he raises his hands to the arena around him as white fireworks explode behind him. Taking a few steps forward, 415 then pulls his hand back and shoots it forward, pointing to the ring as one last firework goes off on the stage.
John Walt: And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds and standing six foot one. He is one half of The Puzzos…..he is Mario Puzzo!
Mario breaks into a sprint upon reaching the entrance curtain and slides under the bottom rope. The fans boo for 415 heavily as he stands up and climbs a nearby turnbuckle, yanking off his trademark headband and tossing it out to the crowd before him as a sign of insult.
JJ: : The Puzzo Brothers have had Xplode's number for sometime Creep. Couple of weeks ago, Mario Puzzo and TITAN defeated Chaos Theory in a tag-team match, but Mario didn't stop there. He kicked Xplode while he was down, even TITAN had to restrain him, I guess karma has comeback to bite Xplode in the you know what eh? Wouldn't that be interesting Creep if Mario came out here tonight and beat Xplode two times in a row?
The Creep: : JJ, you continue to underestimate Xplode. They don't call him the strategic assasin for nothing double J. He's a two time world heavyweight champion. He's just playing with the Puzzo's right now. Mario thinks that this is his night to make a statement, but Xplode will be out for vengeance tonight, Mario is walking into a bloodbath JJ: . In the words of the great Clubber Lang, tonights forcast...PAIN!!!
JJ: : Looks like somebody has been watching too many late night Rocky movies. If Mario can pull off a victory here tonight, we might actually see the kid get a shot at the world title in the future.
The Creep: : Yeah yeah yeah, the match is about to get started double J!!!
Mario leeps around the ring trying to taunt Xplode and rally the audience while Xplode crosses his arms briefly before getting into a wrestling stance. The ref looks at both combatants and rings the bell, both men immediately run toward eachother and lock arms, circling the ring before Xplode uses his strength and puts Mario in a headlock. Mario quickly wrestles himself free from Xplode's clutches. Xplode casually returns to his stance, both men exchange brief staredowns before they resume their conflict.
JJ: : This is a fairly even matchup Creep. It was only yesterday when Mario was a small pip-squeak being pushed around in the company.
The Creep: : He still is one
JJ: . The only difference now is he's a more annoying and vocal one. And there's TWO OF THEM NOW!!!
This time both men charge each other again but instead of locking arms, both Xplode and Mario begin to unleash left and right punches on each others faces. At first the exchange are even but after a couple of minutes Mario begins to slow down his punches and Xplode starts to gain the advantage continuing the barrage to the joy of the fans. Mario begins to wear down from the attacks and Xplode quickly corners him into a ring post continuing the assault of endless left and right jabs/hooks. Xplode stops the attacks while Mario is barely standing on his feet and hanging onto the ropes by a thread. Xplode taunts Mario yelling/spitting in his face before kneeing him in the gut, Mario nearly flips over Xplode's knee from the impact but he coughs loudly in pain and falls on one knee. Xplode grabs Mario by his hair and it looks like he's going to pull him back to his feet but at the last second and gives Mario a vicious crossarm to the chest, Mario lands back first on the mat. Xplode falls on his knees and casually grabs Mario's leg waiting for the three count. 1.. Mario kicks out the moment the ref slaps the mat once.
The Creep: : Let the bloodbath begin!!!!
JJ: : Oh shut up Creep!!!
The Creep: : You know I take offense when you call me a Creep.
Xplode places his legs on top of Mario's neck and grabs his left arm, setting up an armbar. Xplode applies the pressure putting all of his strength and power into the submission hold. Mario struggles to fight back but Xplode maintains the hold. Mario can't reach over to attack Xplode and he yells in pain while Xplode applies more pressure. Mario bites his right hand in agony and then falls on his back. The ref briefly slaps the mat once but Mario gets back up again screaming in pain only to fall on his back again, the ref slaps the mat twice and Mario gets his back off the ground. Mario wiggles across the mat trying desperately to break the hold. He sees the ropes behind him and he lunges his body forward a few paces before grabbing the bottom rope in relief with his right arm. Xplode still maintains the hold, the ref yells at Xplode to break the hold but Xplode doesn't show any signs of quitting. The ref starts the five count and Xplode let's go of Mario's arm after four. Mario holds his limp left arm in relief but Xplode cuts his relief short kicking him in the back briefly while he hangs on the bottom ropes. Xplode turns his attention to the ref and begins to yell and spit in his face while the ref yells back.
JJ: : It looked like Xplode wanted to rip off Mario's arm there.
The Creep: : If it wasn't for the refs, he probably would have double J. You better know what your getting into when you mess with the strategic assasin
JJ: : I don't really blame Mario for the backstage attacks on Xplode lately, you can't deny that Xplode was a prick to the kid since day 1.
The Creep: : Xplode was just putting him in his place
JJ: . He's the world heavyweight champion.
JJ: : THAT DOESN'T GIVE HIM A DO WHATEVER YOU WANT FOR FREE CARD CREEP!!!
The Creep: : I'M NOT A CREEP
JJ: : No but you're beginning to get on my nerves cr...nevermind.
Mario uses the ropes to climb back up to his feet while Xplode and the ref continue to exchange slurs with eachother. Mario is on his feet but he still hangs on the ropes. Xplode notices Mario and he gives him a smirk before charging full speed at him. Xplode tries a clothesline but Mario ducks at the last second and lifts Xplode off his feet flipping him over the ropes and sending him into the floor outside the ring. The barrier holding the fans stops Xplode from rolling further, the crowd roars in excitement while Mario falls back into the ring corner next to him in exhaustion. The ref starts the ten count while Xplode pounds the floor in frustration.
The Creep: : Xplode underestimated Mario's strength there. He won't fall for that again.
JJ: : Looked like Xplode thought he was charging at the old 415 on that move.
Xplode slowly walks around the ring while Mario waits in the center. The ref is still doing the ten count, he is at five. Finally Xplode runs toward the apron and slides under the bottom rope, Mario is ready and greets him with several stomps and punches to the back, that don't seem to phaze Xplode who quickly returns to his feet. Xplode knees Mario in the stomach and grabs him by the head and tries to direct his face into a turnbuckle but Mario grabs the ropes at the last second and stops Xplode's momentum. Mario fights back unleashing some left and right hooks of his own, Xplode begins to wear down from the punches. Mario tries to deliver a stiff kick to the stomach but Xplode catches 415's left leg at the last moment. Xplode pulls 415 closer and he tries a belly-to-belly suplex but 415 uses his strength to keep his feet on the ground, he responds with a belly to belly suplex of his own this time a success sending Xplode flying forward and slamming his back on the ground.
Mario hooks the leg and goes for a three count but Xplode kicks out after two, nearly pushing Mario backwards in the process. Mario remains composed and he grabs Xplode by the hair and pulls him back to his feet. He sends Xplode flying toward the ropes with a irish whip, Xplode bounces off the ropes but he regains his senses and tries to retaliate with a clothesline but Mario ducks at the last moment and runs toward the ropes bouncing off them, he leaps forward trying to drive his shoulder into the head of Xplode but both men greet eachother in the center of the ring each nailing eachother with their own clotheslines nearly knocking both men out. Xplode and Mario collide and both fall backwards, Xplode landing on his back and Mario doing a backwards somersault onto his stomach. The crowd is in a frenzy while the ref checks on both men who look unconscious.
JJ: : THIS IS TRULY A CLASH OF TITANS CR....I mean The Creep
The Creep: : Thanks double J. I guess you can call this an unstoppable force meeting an immovable object huh?
JJ: : You bet your ****!!!, sorry about that viewers. The ref is checking on both wrestlers, they look like they're okay, a bit shaken up but from the refs expression the match WILL CONTINUE!!!
The ref signals the announcers and crew that the match will go on to the delight of the fans who begin to chant Xplode's name as well as EUW chants. Mario is the first to make a move, he slowly rolls over on his stomach and crawls toward the ropes. Xplode follows suit crawling toward the ropes in the opposite direction. The EUW chants grow louder and the crowd begins to stomp and clap in anticipation, Mario and Xplode are dazed but they're approaching the ropes, Mario grabs the bottom ropes and pulls himself up to his knees while Xplode is still on his chest. Mario takes a few seconds to gather his breath while Xplode manages to hop up on one knee. Mario finally returns to his feet to the boo's and cheers of the fans and he moves toward Xplode who has his back turned.
Mario wobbles a bit but he reaches Xplode but at the last minute Xplode quickly turns around and delivers a punch to Mario’s stomach causing the infamous Italian to fall down on his knees. Xplode then wraps his arms around Mario’s head and pulls off….Mario’s own finisher? The Retribution!
JJ: Did Xplode just….did he just….
Creep: Hit Mario with the same move that Mario used to knock out Xplode last week. It’s sweet revenge baby!
Xplode, having put down Mario with his own finisher, rolls the older Puzzo over and goes for the pinfall. The referee gets in position.
One….Two….Three!
“Whiskey Hangover” blares through the speakers as Xplode makes his way back to his feet. Although he is not injured, the match seems to taken a serious toll on Xplode’s fatigue. The World Champion is handed his world title as he raises it high in the sky.
John Walt: Ladies and gentlemen….your winner via pinfall……Xplode!
Xplode approaches the fallen body of Mario Puzzo and picks him by the ears before placing him in position for The Drop Zone. Suddenly, Mario regains consciousness and low-blows Xplode before rolling out of the ring. Escaping Xplode’s post-match wrath. The screen splits into two with Xplode getting back up by using the ropes and Mario Puzzo backing away on the ramp. Xplode points at him and screams “This is nothing compared to what I’m going to do to you at Zero Tolerance”. Mario flips him off and makes his way backstage as the cameras, too, follow to the backstage area. However, instead of focusing on Mario they divert their attention towards none other than the delicious Sarah Thompson whom seems to be knocking on the locker room door of Jack Bull. As the door opens and Bull emerges in his wrestling attire, we can hear the fans in the arena going wild!
Jack looks pumped up and ready to go ahead of his match tonight in the six pack challenge.
Sarah: “Jack, sorry to disturb your match pre-match preparations but I was wondering if I could have a few words with you ahead of your six pack challenge tonight?”
Jack Bull: “Sarah. Beautiful Sarah Thompson. With your soft round cheeks… and even your face is pretty nice.”
Cheers and wolf whistles can be heard from the crowd.
Jack Bull: “Sarah, I’d be delighted to share a few words with you, but first, I just have to say….. WAAZZUUUUUUUUUP!!!!!”
The crowd gives Jack a big reaction, which he soaks up.
Jack Bull: “Now Sarah, a few words. See I know you probably have a few questions written down on a card or something, but honestly, we don’t need ‘em. There’s only one thing that matters to Jack Bull tonight and that’s winning the six pack challenge.”
“It’s about going out to the ring and laying a beat down supreme on the five opponents that I face tonight. That’s all that matters in the here and now Sarah… all that matters. See Jack Bull has a lesson to teach these guys, straight out of the ass kicking textbook.”
Again we here the fans give Jack a big cheer.
Jack Bull: “Now Damian Winchester, the new guy, the clown face. Listen up son. You know what you look like Damian? You like a little girl who’s just wondered into her mommies bedroom and found the make up draw. Hell you’re probably wearing more slap tonight than Sarah here. No offense Sarah.”
Sarah shrugs her shoulders as the fans laugh and cheer in the background.
Jack Bull: “Well tonight Winchester, my advice to you is to keep moving. Whatever you do, keep moving. Why? Because the second you stop, Jack Bull gonna wipe your face clean with one almighty smack!”
Another big cheer from the fans.
Jack Bull: “And Eddie Laurel. Eddie Laurel we meet again. I wonder Eddie, do you still have images fresh in your mind of Jack Bull lifting you up and laying you flat out on your ass with a BullsEye? No? Well don’t worry Eddie, because all it takes is one slip, one slip Eddie, and tonight I’ll give you a first hand reminder of just what it felt like a few weeks ago when I buried your ass into the canvas for a three count!”
We get more cheers from the fans, followed by a chant of ‘Jack Bull, Jack Bull…’ which Jack stops to absorb for a moment, before pressing on in his usual energetic style.
Jack Bull: “And we got Dante Holly. The resident superstar of the EUW. Dante Holly here to save the day! Except tonight, Dante is shit outta luck…”
Sarah’s eyes widen and she bluntly interrupts Jack.
Sarah: “Jack, Jack you can’t say that!”
Jack Bull: “… Say what?”
Sarah: “The ‘S’ word! Jack the PTC!! You can’t swear!! You’ll have the P.E.B.N.I.S. all over us!”
Jack Bull: “Well damn Sarah, I’m sure you’ve had plenty of penis all over you in your time.”
The crowd roars with cheers and whistles in the background.
Sarah: “Jack, you just can’t swear ok? And I’m not like you think. Just because I’m blonde, doesn’t mean I’m a ho.”
Jack Bull: “You know, you’re ho right. How could I think be ho stupid. I’m ho sorry. And I’m sure there’s lots more to you than just the pretty face... And the pretty ass. In fact, I can see two more things to you right now!”
More cheering from the fans. Sarah looks shocked. She narrows her gaze at Jack, who smiles back, then she huffs impatiently, slams the mic into his chest and walks off, accompanied by more cheering from the fans.
Jack Bull: “Wait where you going, what about the interview? Err ladies and gentlemen, we have a ho overboard, so it looks like I’m going to have to do a Chris Sabora, and finish off alone.”
A renewed chorus of laughs and cheers starts up, followed by another round of ‘Jack Bull, Jack Bull…’ chants.
Jack Bull: “Now where the hell was I? Oh yeah, Dante Holly. Dante, my man, I’m sorry to have to do this to you Dante, but tonight, right here in the Vengeance Dome in Denver, Colorado, live across the world on Saturday Night Vengeance, I’m gonna have to knock you down from Superhero to Superzero. But it’s all good Dante, I’m sure with superpowers like yours it wont take too long to recover from the beat down.”
“Which is more than I can say for Mr. Marcus, Puzzo.”
The fans respond to Puzzos’ name with a chorus of boos.
Jack Bull: “You here that Marcus? That’s the sound of thousands of people who can’t wait to see you get your ass kicked!!”
We get another cheers from the fans.
Jack Bull: “See Marcus, however gansta you may think you are, and however much you may think you’re ‘down with the streets’, the people here tonight and watching live at home all know one thing, one important thing Marcus. They’ve seen you wrestle and they’ve seen you try and lay a beat down on guys like me, guys like Xplode, and guys like Obili… err, Toby Hunter. And what all the fans have seen Marcus, what all the fans know, is that you’re nothing but a god damn pussy!”
We get another chorus of cheers from the fans.
Jack Bull: “Now I’m sure you’re quaking in your boots right now Marcus and you’d better be. I’ll be looking for you man. I’ll be waiting for my chance to get my hands on you again. But just at a guess, I’m thinking I won’t have to look too hard. Because something tells me Marcus, that a pussy like you will be hiding somewhere. And I mean, this is purely a guess, but judging by what I’ve heard about Titan, about what he gets up to in the locker room, I’m thinking that Titan has offered you a safe spot. I’m guessing that Titan has already placed his arm around you and quietly whispered into your ear (in a high pitched voice) ‘Marcus… sssh, don’t cry Marcus. I’ll keep you safe Marcus. Don’t worry. All you have to do is stand behind me. That’s it Marcus, just come stand right behind me. A little closer, a little closer…’”
The fans lap it up as Jack bends down a little then suddenly mimics getting a surprise, erm, from behind…
Jack Bull: “Oh yeah Marcus, that’s the spot! Right there!’. See I know what you’re like Titan. I know the only real reason that you’re so pumped up is because you spend all your time in the gym cruising for a piece of ass! Why else would someone spend that much time lifting weights? It’s unnecessary dude. We all know it. And the funny things is it’s not gonna help you one bit, not one bit!! When you step in that ring with me tonight Titan, your stepping into a world of pain. I’ve got some pay back I owe you after last week, and I think tonight is the perfect chance to cash it in!!”
The fans get behind Bull with some more big cheers. The camera, thinking the segment is done now pans to the side, only to draw the ire of The Bull!
Jack Bull: “Yo, yo, yo, what the hell are you doing? Did I say I was finished? Did I tell you I was done? Get your ass back here and stay put! Oh you see it‘s not over just yet! I mean sure I’m finished talking about Damian Wimp-chester, Dante F-olly, Eddie Loser, Marcus Poo-ho and the big Tit. But there’s still one last name on my list, one more person I want to address. One last person I need to talk to. His name, is Chris ‘The Vending Machine’ Sabora!”
Saboras name draws a big, slightly mixed reaction from the fans.
Jack Bull: “See on April 3rd, the EUW is holding it’s very first PPV since the federation returned to action, Zero Tolerance!!”
The fans produce a big cheer for the EUWs return to PPV.
Jack Bull: “And me and Chris Sabora have got us a little match lined up. But I’m still not happy. See I know you look down on me Sabora. I know you don’t respect me. I know you don’t rate me. You think you’re all high and mighty, that somehow you’re better than me because of the way you wrestle. And ever since you went nuts, because lets face it, you have to be nuts to team up with the Puzzos, now you think that I don’t matter, that I’m not on the same level with you? Well I mean to prove that I am Chris. I wanna prove to you that Jack Bull is just as much a wrestler as Chris Sabora. I wanna prove to you and to everyone that doubts me that ‘The Machine’ is no match for ‘The Bull’. That’s why Chris Sabora, on April 3rd, at Zero Tolerance, I’m challenging you to a Pure Rules match!”
The fans like the sound of that and make themselves heard!
Jack Bull: “We’ll settle this like men, honourably, right in the middle of the ring. I’ll keep X away and you put your little dogs on a leash for the night, and lets have it old school, pure rules style. I’ve got a score to settle with you Chris, from one warrior to another, and I mean to settle it at Zero Tolerance. And that’s a fact. Asshole.”
Jack turns and walks off as the fans scream their heads off in delight and the camera feeds come to a temporary end.
(Commercial Break)
LONDON STRIFE
DEBUTS AT ZERO TOLERANCE
DEBUTS AT ZERO TOLERANCE
A bombastic array of explosions attacks the atmosphere as the lights kick in and the ridiculously excited and loud orgy of cheers and shrieks. The EUW branded cameras swing wildly around the arena, revealing signs such as “GIVE SABORA A STRAIGHTJACKET” and “EDDIE’S POEMS TURN ME ON”. The cameras continue to swing wildly as numerous shots of the inside of the Vengeance Dome flash across the screen. Eventually, the cameras settle on the announcers table where the insatiable duo of long-time EUW commentator JJ and former EUW wrestler and world champion turned colour commentator Creep are seated with joy and over-excitement.
Creep: Bam! We’re on!
JJ: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Saturday Night Vengeance! JJ here with you along with my broadcast amigo Creep and what a show we’ve got tonight. The volatile Chris Sabora takes on the Tough-As-Nails Toby Hunter in the main event. We’ve also got a ferocious Six-Pack challenge and we’ve got the opening match of long-time enemies, Xplode and Mario Puzzo, tearing each other apart.
Creep: Couldn’t have said it better myself, JJ. Well actually I could. And I’d also say we’re one week away from Zero Tolerance, baby! Three matches have already been announced. Hunter teams up with Xplode to fight The Puzzos in the final battle of their bloody feud. Bull tangoes with Sabora as both men have been thorns on each other’s sides for quite a while. And of course, the match that has been recently announced…..
JJ: TITAN vs. Eddie Laurel. Another deeply rooted feud. Furthermore, it’s going to have a special match stipulation. What do you think, Creepy?
Creep: Hell in a Cell, baby! Taipei Death Match! Or perhaps a good ole fist-fight.
JJ: I don’t think so, Creepy. After the PTC launched their P.E.B.N.I.S campaign, I doubt higher management are going to be putting out bloody matches.
Creep: Aye, you’ve got a sad yet valid point, my scrawny uptight friend. Well, let’s stop wasting time and get along with the program. It’s opening match time and we’ve got Mario Puzzo taking on Xplode! Last week, Mario was able to knock out Xplode during their tag team match and even took a cheap shot on him after the match. Will it be payback time for Xplode? Or will Mario do something characteristic of The Puzzos? Let’s find out! Take it from here, Johnny.
The camera pans to the ring where John Walt is shown implanted in the ring with a lovely tuxedo on his soon-to-be-overweight-due-to-old-age body. The fans cease their orgy of screams and cheers and John wastes no time in getting the show started.
John Walt: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to SATURDAY…..NIGHT….VENGEANCE! The following match is scheduled for one fall and it will be contested under regular regulations. Introducing first….
The feed cuts backstage. A wooden door swings open as Brenda Angelina walks into view. Sporting a tight black dress, she adjusts her skirt and turns to look into the doorway from where she had just come.
"It's time, baby."
Xplode walks through the doorway, the EUW World Championship wrapped around his waist. Looking at Brenda, Xplode stares for a moment and then heads towards down the hallway ahead. The feed then cuts to the arena once more as the light dim out.
John Walt: Hailing from San Fransisco, California. Weighing in at two hundred and sixty pounds and standing six foot four. He is the current reigning World Champion, he is Xplode!
"Whiskey Hangover" by Godsmack begins to play as Xplode emerges from the darkness of the entrance. He sips from a "No Xplode" energy drink, stopping to look over the fans in attendance. In response, they scream, sending positive cheers his way! Brenda appears behind him as Xplode tosses the now empty can to the side out of view. He walks down the rampway, staring ahead. With Brenda following, he walks up the metal stairs of the ring and steps inside, climbing a nearby turnbuckle. He removes the World Title, holding it up for all to see as millions of flashes generate from the fans. Hopping back down, Xplode tosses the title belt to a nearby referee and climbs another turnbuckle, making an X gesture with his arms. As the music begins to fade out, Xplode points at Brenda as she blows him a kiss in return.
Suddenly, the lights dim to a dark shade of purple. "Regulators" by Warren G begins to play as 415 walks through the entrance curtain. Dressed in a singlet, his hair pulled back into corn rolls, he raises his hands to the arena around him as white fireworks explode behind him. Taking a few steps forward, 415 then pulls his hand back and shoots it forward, pointing to the ring as one last firework goes off on the stage.
John Walt: And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds and standing six foot one. He is one half of The Puzzos…..he is Mario Puzzo!
Mario breaks into a sprint upon reaching the entrance curtain and slides under the bottom rope. The fans boo for 415 heavily as he stands up and climbs a nearby turnbuckle, yanking off his trademark headband and tossing it out to the crowd before him as a sign of insult.
JJ: : The Puzzo Brothers have had Xplode's number for sometime Creep. Couple of weeks ago, Mario Puzzo and TITAN defeated Chaos Theory in a tag-team match, but Mario didn't stop there. He kicked Xplode while he was down, even TITAN had to restrain him, I guess karma has comeback to bite Xplode in the you know what eh? Wouldn't that be interesting Creep if Mario came out here tonight and beat Xplode two times in a row?
The Creep: : JJ, you continue to underestimate Xplode. They don't call him the strategic assasin for nothing double J. He's a two time world heavyweight champion. He's just playing with the Puzzo's right now. Mario thinks that this is his night to make a statement, but Xplode will be out for vengeance tonight, Mario is walking into a bloodbath JJ: . In the words of the great Clubber Lang, tonights forcast...PAIN!!!
JJ: : Looks like somebody has been watching too many late night Rocky movies. If Mario can pull off a victory here tonight, we might actually see the kid get a shot at the world title in the future.
The Creep: : Yeah yeah yeah, the match is about to get started double J!!!
Mario leeps around the ring trying to taunt Xplode and rally the audience while Xplode crosses his arms briefly before getting into a wrestling stance. The ref looks at both combatants and rings the bell, both men immediately run toward eachother and lock arms, circling the ring before Xplode uses his strength and puts Mario in a headlock. Mario quickly wrestles himself free from Xplode's clutches. Xplode casually returns to his stance, both men exchange brief staredowns before they resume their conflict.
JJ: : This is a fairly even matchup Creep. It was only yesterday when Mario was a small pip-squeak being pushed around in the company.
The Creep: : He still is one
JJ: . The only difference now is he's a more annoying and vocal one. And there's TWO OF THEM NOW!!!
This time both men charge each other again but instead of locking arms, both Xplode and Mario begin to unleash left and right punches on each others faces. At first the exchange are even but after a couple of minutes Mario begins to slow down his punches and Xplode starts to gain the advantage continuing the barrage to the joy of the fans. Mario begins to wear down from the attacks and Xplode quickly corners him into a ring post continuing the assault of endless left and right jabs/hooks. Xplode stops the attacks while Mario is barely standing on his feet and hanging onto the ropes by a thread. Xplode taunts Mario yelling/spitting in his face before kneeing him in the gut, Mario nearly flips over Xplode's knee from the impact but he coughs loudly in pain and falls on one knee. Xplode grabs Mario by his hair and it looks like he's going to pull him back to his feet but at the last second and gives Mario a vicious crossarm to the chest, Mario lands back first on the mat. Xplode falls on his knees and casually grabs Mario's leg waiting for the three count. 1.. Mario kicks out the moment the ref slaps the mat once.
The Creep: : Let the bloodbath begin!!!!
JJ: : Oh shut up Creep!!!
The Creep: : You know I take offense when you call me a Creep.
Xplode places his legs on top of Mario's neck and grabs his left arm, setting up an armbar. Xplode applies the pressure putting all of his strength and power into the submission hold. Mario struggles to fight back but Xplode maintains the hold. Mario can't reach over to attack Xplode and he yells in pain while Xplode applies more pressure. Mario bites his right hand in agony and then falls on his back. The ref briefly slaps the mat once but Mario gets back up again screaming in pain only to fall on his back again, the ref slaps the mat twice and Mario gets his back off the ground. Mario wiggles across the mat trying desperately to break the hold. He sees the ropes behind him and he lunges his body forward a few paces before grabbing the bottom rope in relief with his right arm. Xplode still maintains the hold, the ref yells at Xplode to break the hold but Xplode doesn't show any signs of quitting. The ref starts the five count and Xplode let's go of Mario's arm after four. Mario holds his limp left arm in relief but Xplode cuts his relief short kicking him in the back briefly while he hangs on the bottom ropes. Xplode turns his attention to the ref and begins to yell and spit in his face while the ref yells back.
JJ: : It looked like Xplode wanted to rip off Mario's arm there.
The Creep: : If it wasn't for the refs, he probably would have double J. You better know what your getting into when you mess with the strategic assasin
JJ: : I don't really blame Mario for the backstage attacks on Xplode lately, you can't deny that Xplode was a prick to the kid since day 1.
The Creep: : Xplode was just putting him in his place
JJ: . He's the world heavyweight champion.
JJ: : THAT DOESN'T GIVE HIM A DO WHATEVER YOU WANT FOR FREE CARD CREEP!!!
The Creep: : I'M NOT A CREEP
JJ: : No but you're beginning to get on my nerves cr...nevermind.
Mario uses the ropes to climb back up to his feet while Xplode and the ref continue to exchange slurs with eachother. Mario is on his feet but he still hangs on the ropes. Xplode notices Mario and he gives him a smirk before charging full speed at him. Xplode tries a clothesline but Mario ducks at the last second and lifts Xplode off his feet flipping him over the ropes and sending him into the floor outside the ring. The barrier holding the fans stops Xplode from rolling further, the crowd roars in excitement while Mario falls back into the ring corner next to him in exhaustion. The ref starts the ten count while Xplode pounds the floor in frustration.
The Creep: : Xplode underestimated Mario's strength there. He won't fall for that again.
JJ: : Looked like Xplode thought he was charging at the old 415 on that move.
Xplode slowly walks around the ring while Mario waits in the center. The ref is still doing the ten count, he is at five. Finally Xplode runs toward the apron and slides under the bottom rope, Mario is ready and greets him with several stomps and punches to the back, that don't seem to phaze Xplode who quickly returns to his feet. Xplode knees Mario in the stomach and grabs him by the head and tries to direct his face into a turnbuckle but Mario grabs the ropes at the last second and stops Xplode's momentum. Mario fights back unleashing some left and right hooks of his own, Xplode begins to wear down from the punches. Mario tries to deliver a stiff kick to the stomach but Xplode catches 415's left leg at the last moment. Xplode pulls 415 closer and he tries a belly-to-belly suplex but 415 uses his strength to keep his feet on the ground, he responds with a belly to belly suplex of his own this time a success sending Xplode flying forward and slamming his back on the ground.
Mario hooks the leg and goes for a three count but Xplode kicks out after two, nearly pushing Mario backwards in the process. Mario remains composed and he grabs Xplode by the hair and pulls him back to his feet. He sends Xplode flying toward the ropes with a irish whip, Xplode bounces off the ropes but he regains his senses and tries to retaliate with a clothesline but Mario ducks at the last moment and runs toward the ropes bouncing off them, he leaps forward trying to drive his shoulder into the head of Xplode but both men greet eachother in the center of the ring each nailing eachother with their own clotheslines nearly knocking both men out. Xplode and Mario collide and both fall backwards, Xplode landing on his back and Mario doing a backwards somersault onto his stomach. The crowd is in a frenzy while the ref checks on both men who look unconscious.
JJ: : THIS IS TRULY A CLASH OF TITANS CR....I mean The Creep
The Creep: : Thanks double J. I guess you can call this an unstoppable force meeting an immovable object huh?
JJ: : You bet your ****!!!, sorry about that viewers. The ref is checking on both wrestlers, they look like they're okay, a bit shaken up but from the refs expression the match WILL CONTINUE!!!
The ref signals the announcers and crew that the match will go on to the delight of the fans who begin to chant Xplode's name as well as EUW chants. Mario is the first to make a move, he slowly rolls over on his stomach and crawls toward the ropes. Xplode follows suit crawling toward the ropes in the opposite direction. The EUW chants grow louder and the crowd begins to stomp and clap in anticipation, Mario and Xplode are dazed but they're approaching the ropes, Mario grabs the bottom ropes and pulls himself up to his knees while Xplode is still on his chest. Mario takes a few seconds to gather his breath while Xplode manages to hop up on one knee. Mario finally returns to his feet to the boo's and cheers of the fans and he moves toward Xplode who has his back turned.
Mario wobbles a bit but he reaches Xplode but at the last minute Xplode quickly turns around and delivers a punch to Mario’s stomach causing the infamous Italian to fall down on his knees. Xplode then wraps his arms around Mario’s head and pulls off….Mario’s own finisher? The Retribution!
JJ: Did Xplode just….did he just….
Creep: Hit Mario with the same move that Mario used to knock out Xplode last week. It’s sweet revenge baby!
Xplode, having put down Mario with his own finisher, rolls the older Puzzo over and goes for the pinfall. The referee gets in position.
One….Two….Three!
“Whiskey Hangover” blares through the speakers as Xplode makes his way back to his feet. Although he is not injured, the match seems to taken a serious toll on Xplode’s fatigue. The World Champion is handed his world title as he raises it high in the sky.
John Walt: Ladies and gentlemen….your winner via pinfall……Xplode!
Xplode approaches the fallen body of Mario Puzzo and picks him by the ears before placing him in position for The Drop Zone. Suddenly, Mario regains consciousness and low-blows Xplode before rolling out of the ring. Escaping Xplode’s post-match wrath. The screen splits into two with Xplode getting back up by using the ropes and Mario Puzzo backing away on the ramp. Xplode points at him and screams “This is nothing compared to what I’m going to do to you at Zero Tolerance”. Mario flips him off and makes his way backstage as the cameras, too, follow to the backstage area. However, instead of focusing on Mario they divert their attention towards none other than the delicious Sarah Thompson whom seems to be knocking on the locker room door of Jack Bull. As the door opens and Bull emerges in his wrestling attire, we can hear the fans in the arena going wild!
Jack looks pumped up and ready to go ahead of his match tonight in the six pack challenge.
Sarah: “Jack, sorry to disturb your match pre-match preparations but I was wondering if I could have a few words with you ahead of your six pack challenge tonight?”
Jack Bull: “Sarah. Beautiful Sarah Thompson. With your soft round cheeks… and even your face is pretty nice.”
Cheers and wolf whistles can be heard from the crowd.
Jack Bull: “Sarah, I’d be delighted to share a few words with you, but first, I just have to say….. WAAZZUUUUUUUUUP!!!!!”
The crowd gives Jack a big reaction, which he soaks up.
Jack Bull: “Now Sarah, a few words. See I know you probably have a few questions written down on a card or something, but honestly, we don’t need ‘em. There’s only one thing that matters to Jack Bull tonight and that’s winning the six pack challenge.”
“It’s about going out to the ring and laying a beat down supreme on the five opponents that I face tonight. That’s all that matters in the here and now Sarah… all that matters. See Jack Bull has a lesson to teach these guys, straight out of the ass kicking textbook.”
Again we here the fans give Jack a big cheer.
Jack Bull: “Now Damian Winchester, the new guy, the clown face. Listen up son. You know what you look like Damian? You like a little girl who’s just wondered into her mommies bedroom and found the make up draw. Hell you’re probably wearing more slap tonight than Sarah here. No offense Sarah.”
Sarah shrugs her shoulders as the fans laugh and cheer in the background.
Jack Bull: “Well tonight Winchester, my advice to you is to keep moving. Whatever you do, keep moving. Why? Because the second you stop, Jack Bull gonna wipe your face clean with one almighty smack!”
Another big cheer from the fans.
Jack Bull: “And Eddie Laurel. Eddie Laurel we meet again. I wonder Eddie, do you still have images fresh in your mind of Jack Bull lifting you up and laying you flat out on your ass with a BullsEye? No? Well don’t worry Eddie, because all it takes is one slip, one slip Eddie, and tonight I’ll give you a first hand reminder of just what it felt like a few weeks ago when I buried your ass into the canvas for a three count!”
We get more cheers from the fans, followed by a chant of ‘Jack Bull, Jack Bull…’ which Jack stops to absorb for a moment, before pressing on in his usual energetic style.
Jack Bull: “And we got Dante Holly. The resident superstar of the EUW. Dante Holly here to save the day! Except tonight, Dante is shit outta luck…”
Sarah’s eyes widen and she bluntly interrupts Jack.
Sarah: “Jack, Jack you can’t say that!”
Jack Bull: “… Say what?”
Sarah: “The ‘S’ word! Jack the PTC!! You can’t swear!! You’ll have the P.E.B.N.I.S. all over us!”
Jack Bull: “Well damn Sarah, I’m sure you’ve had plenty of penis all over you in your time.”
The crowd roars with cheers and whistles in the background.
Sarah: “Jack, you just can’t swear ok? And I’m not like you think. Just because I’m blonde, doesn’t mean I’m a ho.”
Jack Bull: “You know, you’re ho right. How could I think be ho stupid. I’m ho sorry. And I’m sure there’s lots more to you than just the pretty face... And the pretty ass. In fact, I can see two more things to you right now!”
More cheering from the fans. Sarah looks shocked. She narrows her gaze at Jack, who smiles back, then she huffs impatiently, slams the mic into his chest and walks off, accompanied by more cheering from the fans.
Jack Bull: “Wait where you going, what about the interview? Err ladies and gentlemen, we have a ho overboard, so it looks like I’m going to have to do a Chris Sabora, and finish off alone.”
A renewed chorus of laughs and cheers starts up, followed by another round of ‘Jack Bull, Jack Bull…’ chants.
Jack Bull: “Now where the hell was I? Oh yeah, Dante Holly. Dante, my man, I’m sorry to have to do this to you Dante, but tonight, right here in the Vengeance Dome in Denver, Colorado, live across the world on Saturday Night Vengeance, I’m gonna have to knock you down from Superhero to Superzero. But it’s all good Dante, I’m sure with superpowers like yours it wont take too long to recover from the beat down.”
“Which is more than I can say for Mr. Marcus, Puzzo.”
The fans respond to Puzzos’ name with a chorus of boos.
Jack Bull: “You here that Marcus? That’s the sound of thousands of people who can’t wait to see you get your ass kicked!!”
We get another cheers from the fans.
Jack Bull: “See Marcus, however gansta you may think you are, and however much you may think you’re ‘down with the streets’, the people here tonight and watching live at home all know one thing, one important thing Marcus. They’ve seen you wrestle and they’ve seen you try and lay a beat down on guys like me, guys like Xplode, and guys like Obili… err, Toby Hunter. And what all the fans have seen Marcus, what all the fans know, is that you’re nothing but a god damn pussy!”
We get another chorus of cheers from the fans.
Jack Bull: “Now I’m sure you’re quaking in your boots right now Marcus and you’d better be. I’ll be looking for you man. I’ll be waiting for my chance to get my hands on you again. But just at a guess, I’m thinking I won’t have to look too hard. Because something tells me Marcus, that a pussy like you will be hiding somewhere. And I mean, this is purely a guess, but judging by what I’ve heard about Titan, about what he gets up to in the locker room, I’m thinking that Titan has offered you a safe spot. I’m guessing that Titan has already placed his arm around you and quietly whispered into your ear (in a high pitched voice) ‘Marcus… sssh, don’t cry Marcus. I’ll keep you safe Marcus. Don’t worry. All you have to do is stand behind me. That’s it Marcus, just come stand right behind me. A little closer, a little closer…’”
The fans lap it up as Jack bends down a little then suddenly mimics getting a surprise, erm, from behind…
Jack Bull: “Oh yeah Marcus, that’s the spot! Right there!’. See I know what you’re like Titan. I know the only real reason that you’re so pumped up is because you spend all your time in the gym cruising for a piece of ass! Why else would someone spend that much time lifting weights? It’s unnecessary dude. We all know it. And the funny things is it’s not gonna help you one bit, not one bit!! When you step in that ring with me tonight Titan, your stepping into a world of pain. I’ve got some pay back I owe you after last week, and I think tonight is the perfect chance to cash it in!!”
The fans get behind Bull with some more big cheers. The camera, thinking the segment is done now pans to the side, only to draw the ire of The Bull!
Jack Bull: “Yo, yo, yo, what the hell are you doing? Did I say I was finished? Did I tell you I was done? Get your ass back here and stay put! Oh you see it‘s not over just yet! I mean sure I’m finished talking about Damian Wimp-chester, Dante F-olly, Eddie Loser, Marcus Poo-ho and the big Tit. But there’s still one last name on my list, one more person I want to address. One last person I need to talk to. His name, is Chris ‘The Vending Machine’ Sabora!”
Saboras name draws a big, slightly mixed reaction from the fans.
Jack Bull: “See on April 3rd, the EUW is holding it’s very first PPV since the federation returned to action, Zero Tolerance!!”
The fans produce a big cheer for the EUWs return to PPV.
Jack Bull: “And me and Chris Sabora have got us a little match lined up. But I’m still not happy. See I know you look down on me Sabora. I know you don’t respect me. I know you don’t rate me. You think you’re all high and mighty, that somehow you’re better than me because of the way you wrestle. And ever since you went nuts, because lets face it, you have to be nuts to team up with the Puzzos, now you think that I don’t matter, that I’m not on the same level with you? Well I mean to prove that I am Chris. I wanna prove to you that Jack Bull is just as much a wrestler as Chris Sabora. I wanna prove to you and to everyone that doubts me that ‘The Machine’ is no match for ‘The Bull’. That’s why Chris Sabora, on April 3rd, at Zero Tolerance, I’m challenging you to a Pure Rules match!”
The fans like the sound of that and make themselves heard!
Jack Bull: “We’ll settle this like men, honourably, right in the middle of the ring. I’ll keep X away and you put your little dogs on a leash for the night, and lets have it old school, pure rules style. I’ve got a score to settle with you Chris, from one warrior to another, and I mean to settle it at Zero Tolerance. And that’s a fact. Asshole.”
Jack turns and walks off as the fans scream their heads off in delight and the camera feeds come to a temporary end.
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