[UNWF] *Tuesday* Night Madness 1/4
Brak
*United National Wrestling Federation*
[Voice Over] ARE YOU READY TO ROCK??!!
(The UNWF Monday Night Madness logo burns onto the screen. It begins to
spin, and as it does it is hit by some kind of flaming rock. It explodes
into little pieces before falling down to the ground. Behind it lies a
street lined with buildings. As the camera travels down the street, it sees
Scott Storm, beating an old lady. Jack Vars stands atop a building, looking
outward. "Maximum" Anthony Micheals stands across from him, wearing the Tag
Team Title belt. Camera shifts, "Big Time" Brian Edwards starts
yelling "It's High Time!!" camera shifts again, showing El Nino, appearing
to fly above the street. Gravedigger appears in a cemetery, to the side of
the road. Camera shifts to The Kid Tony Olson and Lonestar charging
headfirst towards each other. Just before they make impact, camera shifts to
"PowerHouse" Dan G brandishing his title belt and lifting a small car above
his head, and throwing it towards the camera. The camera goes dark, and
reveals a "UNWF Re-Born" logo, with "Jammin" Alan James standing to the
left, holding his UNWF World Title belt, and looking downwards to the street
below. JD Cobra stands atop a building, looking upwards at the belt.)
(The camera cuts to the sold out Fleet Center in Boston, Massachusetts. The
crowd is ready and roaring to go. They hold up various objects, like posters
of "SBAG=CHAMPIONS" and "NBK RULES ALL" and "What’s with all the damn
CRUISERWEIGHTS??" and "SCOTT STORM SUCKS!" and, like every show, a "SAM
WROTH 4 PRESIDENT!")
("Two Princes" by the Spin Doctors roars over the speakers. The crowd
ignites as "Mean" Mike Morris enters the arena accompanied by "Superior" Sam
Wroth. They make their way down to the announcers’ table, and Sam grabs that
"SAM WROTH 4 PRESIDENT!" sign, but Mike slaps it away.)
Mike Morris: WELCOME FANS TO ANOTHER EDITION OF THE UNWF FLAGSHIP SHOW,
TUESDAY NIGHT MADNESS!
Sam Wroth: This should be a good one!
MM: I hear you. Both of the UNWF titles on the line, the very first show
after the PPV!
SW: Speaking of the PPV, I think we have something to say about the newly
elected
Vice President.
MM: Oh yes, let’s do that first to get it out of the way.
(Mike presses a button on a remote, and the screen cuts to a press
conference already in progress. Reporters crowd the room, taking snapshots
every so often, but they seem to be watching what the man on the podium is
saying intently. The man on the podium? None other than Eric Wood. He is
dressed sharply for the occasion, and seems to be agitated.)
Eric Wood: When I hired the man, I hired him because I thought he was
dependable.
Well, I soon found out that this man was just the opposite. He was nothing
but a drag on the organization to begin with, I soon found out. Instead of
improving the quality, he did nothing but make me strain to reach last
minute deadlines. And so, with that, Tom Pritchard, the Vice President of
UNWF, is fired. Now, who here has some ques-
(The camera cuts back to the announcers’ booth)
MM: That’s right UNWF fans, he is gone.
SW: I never liked him too much anyway.
MM: Me too. Fans, I hear that one of the new wrestlers to join the UNWF will
make their
way out to ringside soon, and also Eric Wood will be out to make a, from
what I hear, MAJOR announcement.
SW: You mean you don’t know what it’s about?
MM: Well…..I….
SW: Come on. It’s so freaking obvious. Just how many crui-
MM: STOP IT!
("Jump" by Van Halen turns on over the speakers, and Eric Wood makes his way
out to a mediocre pop.)
MM: Oh, for all of you wondering just how he got here so fast, that press
conference was pre-recorded.
SW: You mean it was taped.
MM: Yes.
SW: Then why didn’t you just say that? We’re a wrestling show for Christ’s
Sakes!
MM: Just because you-
Eric Wood: That’s enough gentlemen.
MM & SW: Sorry sir.
EW: They just don’t get any better than that. Ladies and gentlemen, I came
out here to
address one issue and one issue alone. Because of the current influx of
cruiserweights into the UNWF, there is only one way to deal with this issue.
Tonight, we received a sponsor to further our leagues. I am pleased to say
that Mars Candy has been kind enough to sponsor us, and in their honor, we
give you the new..............
(A drumroll sounds)
EW: CRUISERWEIGHT TITLE!!!!!!!!
(The crowd gives off a strong pop)
EW: Also, if you’ll look under your seats, I think that you will be mildly
mpressed.
(The audience looks under their seats, only to reveal that a Milky Way bar
is found there. "Jump" kicks on again over the P.A, and Eric Wood exits to a
strong pop.)
MM: HEY!
SW: WHERE’S OURS?
MM: I guess he figured announcers are for talking, not for eating.
SW: I haven’t had a decent meal in months!
MM: By the look of you, I don’t think you’re going to starve anytime soon.
Anyway, fans, our first match was scheduled to be "Maximum" Anthony Michaels
versus "HardCore" Steve Rodman. This was to be a belt/ career match.
Although Rodman signed the contract, he was unaware of the career clause
attached, and chose to sit out the match.
SW: Coward.
MM: HEY! His career was on the line!
SW: So who’s going to start us off?
MM: I think, wait-
("Crazy Train" by Black Sabbath kicks on over the speakers, and the fans
begin to boo violently. Scott Storm walks out from behind the curtains,
dressed in purple and blue tights. The words STORM POWERBOMB! And FEAR ME
dance up his legs.)
MM: I hate this guy.
SW: I lo-
MM: Before you finish that, let’s run down the list of what he’s done in the
last three weeks or so. Number One, put his finisher on an old lady. Then,
put his finisher on an old man. Then, killed an old lady. Then, hit his
finisher on a young man. THEN, he raped a young woman.
SW: HEY!
MM: What?
SW: Well, she was hot!
(Tie Your Mother Down" by Queen hits the loudspeakers and the fans
immediately explode! Dan comes out by himself, dressed in black pants with
the words POWERHOUSE written on them. He also is wearing a red shirt with
SBAG written on the front, over which sits the Tag Team Titles. He runs down
slapping hands with members of the crowd)
MM: There you go! He doesn’t kill old ladies and he’s still a champion of
UNWF.
SW: Yeah, but I still like Storm better.
MM: I’m sure you do. Anyway, the beautiful Aura LaFomne has stepped into the
ring,
and these Boston fans are going CRAZY!
(Aura is standing mid-ring, holding a mic. in her hands. She looks warily at
Scott Storm, who seems to be sizing her up. Her long black hair is let down
over her
shoulders, and her sleek, dark blue dress is taut around her body)
Aura: This, the first match of UNWF Monday NIGHT MADNESS is scheduled for
one fall! It is between "PowerHouse" Dan G. and Scott Storm!
(Aura exits the ring, looking over her shoulders the whole way. Scott Storm
nods to her, and she just exits all the faster.)
MM: _I_ wouldn’t feel comfortable in the same ring as Scott Storm. Imagine
what Aura felt!
SW: Oh, you’re just-
DING! DING! DING!
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"PowerHouse" Dan G. (TTChamp)
vs.
Scott Storm
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MM: And we’re underway! Dan and Scott Storm staring eachother down- oh,
wait, I’ve just been informed of a change in tonight’s card. Because of Dan
G’s fight against Scott Storm, Homicidal Mediation will not defend their
title tonight. The Lords will apparently get their shot on Friday Night
Fusion.
SW: If you’re the Lords, that must suck.
MM: I’m sure they feel that way. Anyway, Dan and Scott lock up, and Dan
powers Storm right back to the corner!
SW: What power! The referee breaks up the hold, though.
MM: Dan staring down Scott again, these two have yet to really get going.
They lock up
again, no!
SW: LOW BLOW BY STORM!
MM: Dan G staggered right now, SWINGING NECK BREAKER!
SW: Storm is going right now!
MM: Perhaps I spoke too soon. What would happen if Storm managed to squeak
one
out here?
SW: I don’t know! Why are you asking me?
MM: Because…….oh never mind. Storm stands up Dan G, now to the ropes-
SW: BULLDOG BY STORM!
MM: Oh, Dan took that one full force! Storm goes for the pin-
1
2
Kickout!
SW: Close that time for Scott Storm, he almost had the larger Dan G. beaten.
MM: Dan back onto his feet. JAB TO THE THROAT BY STORM!
SW: PUMPHANDLE SUPLEX!
MM: Dan really thumped that time! Storm grabs a handful of Dan’s hair and
pulls
PowerHouse to his feet.
SW: He looks like, yes! Abdominal stretch!
MM: A great move if you want to weaken Dan. Hitting his finisher relies
solely on upper-
body strength. If you can take that away from him, you have him beaten.
SW: Look! What is Storm doing with his foot?
MM: He doesn’t have it in the right place! Talk about your all time
stupidity! How can
you forget a hold when you are in there with a seven footer?
SW: Dan just realized it!
MM: He’s backing to the ropes, and throws Storm to the other side!
SW: ELBOW BY STORM! HE HITS THE STORM POWERBOMB!
MM: NO! DAN JUST PLAYING POSSUM! POWERHOUSE FRONT SLAM!
SW: That spinebuster is DEADLY! Dan lifting him up-
*WHUMP*
MM: GORILLA-PRESS-HEART-STOPPER! THIS ONE IS ALL OVER!
1
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3!!!
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Winner: "PowerHouse" Dan G.
Via pinfall
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MM: Fans we will be right back!
(The camera fades to a commercial as the UNWF officials get set for the next
match)