Strike Fantasy Towers
Saturday Night Blackout™
With Commentators... Emily
and Jake
Ring Announcer... Amanda Summers
Referees... Hugh Johnson, Bobby Pitts, and Senior Referee Jerry Crawford
November 01, 2003
Saturday Night at 12:00m Live From Columbus, Ohio in the TWA Dome
Opening
The lights begin to dim and then go out. Two quarters drop on a table on the StrikeTron. "What Up Gangsta" by 50 Cent hits the PA system. Gold, silver, and green lights flash throughout the arena. A single red spotlight shines down at the top of the ramp and out from behind the curtain walks Big T. He begins making his way down the ramp and the fans are booing him so loud its deafening. But the crowd's reaction phases him not. Big T walks up the stairs and enters the ring. Big T jumps up on the middle turnbuckle, yells out to the crowd, and takes in their hatred for him. "What Up Gangsta" fades off and the lights come back on as Big T steps off the rope. He walks over to Amanda Summers and takes the mic. He stands in the middle of the ring as he begins to speak.
Big T: Tomorrow night, we will witness the last War Games show. Now I was presented with a choice earlier this week. I could either remain running Blackout in which case War Games would end or I could run War Games in which case Blackout would end. I of course chose Blackout being that War Games sucks and has for some time. War Games has no potential, unlike Blackout that has a shitload of potential. Best part is I return to the ring in my first match back in the main event. So atleast the last War Games will be worth watching. But now let's have a moment of silence for War Games.
About half a second goes by.
Big T: Ok, thats long enough.
Big T laughs and some of the crowd can't help but laugh.
Big T: Back to Blackout. Tonight promises to be one of the best Blackout's since the show began. It'll be good, but not great. I mean, I'm not wrestling on it so how could it be great. But it my tag team partner, Johnny Legend, is in the main event against Knife. So atleast you get to see Johnny Legend kick the crap out of Knife. That's not bad. You also get to see some other matches, but none of the participants really matter. But the best part is tonight we will have the finals of the Rap Freestyle Battle Tournament. Dylan Dunn takes on me. I promise neither one of us will hold anything back. Plus I hired a couple of new people. They're actually referees for 100% Madness Wrestling, which is a fed I tried to get off the ground but failed. Thank god I got money hangin' out my anus, otherwise a venture like that could bankrupt a man. I also got my commentators from 1MW who are looking for a job.
Big T looks over at Jake and Emily.
Big T: So, you two better step it up a bit or you will be replaced as well. But hey, you all don't need to worry about that stuff. SFT in association with Jesus Industries brings you Saturday Night Blackout. Enjoy the show!
"What Up Gangsta" hits as Big T hands Amanda Summers the mic back. He exits the ring and heads up the ramp. The cameras cut to Jake and Emily at the commentators table.
Emily: Well Jake, looks like our jobs are on the line from this point on.
Jake: You know, that Big T thinks he's all superior and stuff, but he isn't jack squat.
Emily: That's right, he's not jack squat. He's our boss and if we want to continue working here I guess we need to shape up.
Jake: Whatever, let's get to the first match.
Match Number One
Young One |
vs. |
2Xtreme |
(Standard Match)
Emily: Yeah, whatever. Let's go to Amanda Summers in the ring.
The cameras swings to the ring to focus on Amanda Summers.
Amanda Summers: This following is a one on one standard match. First, already in the ring, the Young One!!
Fans cheers.
Amanda Summers: And his opponent, hailing from Parts Unknown.... 2Xtreme!!!
As the sound of thunder booms in the arena, the lights go out. After a while an eerie black light gets cast on the stage, as smoke begins to come out. As the sound of rain and thunder fade and "Battle without Honor or Humanity" begins, 2Xtreme walks out onto the stage, an open black coat that seems torn on the sleeves and at the hem. He stands on the stage, looking out to the crowd. 2X then walks down the aisle, as the arena goes blood red in light. 2X runs the last few steps and slides in under the bottom rope, and sits in the corner, waiting for the bell.
Amanda Summers: The referee for this match is Hugh Johnson.
Amanda Summers exits the ring. Hugh Johnson calls for the bell.
Ding Ding Ding
Jake: That's the bell. The match is offcially underway.
Young One jumps on 2Xtreme as soon as he stands up out of the corner. Young One with some forearm shots to the head of 2Xtreme. Young One has 2Xtreme reeling as he whips him across the ring. 2Xtreme hits the corner and pops right back out. Young One runs at him and knocks him down with a clothesline. 2Xtreme gets up immediately only to be knocked down yet again by a clothesline from Young One.
Emily: Young One has 2Xtreme rocking.
2Xtreme is up again. This time Young One dropkicks 2Xtreme back down to the mat. 2Xtreme rolls out of the ring to the floor.
Jake: Come on 2Xtreme!! What happened to that guy last week who destroyed our commentator's table?
2Xtreme is pacing around ringside, pumping himself up. As Young One steps close to the ropes 2Xtreme grabs him and drags him out of the ring. 2Xtreme slams Young One's head against the guardrail. 2Xtreme then lifts Young One up and drops him across the guardrail. Hugh Johnson is at 3 of his 10 count.
Hugh Johnson: 4!
2Xtreme rolls back in the ring to break the count and rolls right back out. He grabs Young One and rams him back first into the ring. 2Xtreme then lifts Young One up and sits him on the apron.
Emily: This looks familiar.
Jake: Get'em!!
2Xtreme slides in the ring and stands up. He runs at the opposite ropes, bounces off them, and goes to baseball slide but Young One moves off the apron and ducks. 2Xtreme stops and grabs the top rope. When Young One stands up and turns around 2Xtreme slingshots himself over the top rope and lands on top of Young One.
Emily: I think 2Xtreme heard you Jake.
Jake: Good! I hope he hears this then...Finish him off!!
2Xtreme shakes his head as he agrees with Jake that it is indeed time to finish Young One off. 2Xtreme pick Young One up off the floor and rolls him back in the ring. 2Xtreme then slides back in the ring himself. He stands up and positions Young One diagonally in the corner. 2Xtreme then climbs to the top rope.
Emily: What's he going to go for here? A moonsault?
Jake: He told me that he has a move from the top called the 2X-Splash, which is a varitation of the 540. He might be going for it right here.
2Xtreme is indeed going for the 2X-Splash. He goes for it, but Young One rolls out of the way and 2Xtreme crashes to the mat stomach first.
Emily: He missed it!! He missed it!!
Young One is up. 2Xtreme is up and holding his stomach. Young One runs across the ring and spears 2Xtreme to the mat, but rolls through it so he ends up getting 2Xtreme in a pinning perdictament. Hugh Johnson drops to make the count.
Emily: 1-2-3!! Its over!! Young One has beaten 2Xtreme!!
Jake: What an upset!! 2Xtreme should've easily beaten Young One. This is a travesty of justice!
Emily: HeHeHeHe!!
Young One's music hits as Hugh Johnson raises his hand in the air.
Emily: That was a good win for Young One. Bright future for the youngster.
Jake: Garbage!! Pure garbage!!
Winner: YOUNG ONE
Segment
Emily: Your a sore loser and you weren't even in the match. Let's got o Amanda Summers standing at the top of the ramp.
The scene cuts to the top of the ramp, where Amanda Summers is standing with a mic.
Amanda Summers: It is now time to begin the final round of Blackout's Rap Freestyle Battle Tournament!!
The crowd cheers.
Amanda Summers: We're going to give each man one turn. First will be Dylan Dunn and after DJ Shocka versus Goldeneye, it will be Big T's turn. Each man gets one turn and at the end of the show after the main event, a winner will be announced by the celebrity judge, who will remain nameless for the time being. So let the battle begin!!
The crowd cheers some more.
Amanda Summers: Let me introduce first, hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he is... "The Dealer" Dylan Dunn!!
"Ace Of Spades" hits and Dylan Dunn walks out on stage. His music fades and Big T then walks out.
Amanda Summers: Dylan Dunn, you may begin anytime.
Amanda Summers hands Dylan Dunn the mic. Dylan Dunn looks at Big T. A beat drops over the PA system and Dylan Dunn begins.
Dylan Dunn: This goes out to you Big T
We're here to battle, this ain't no cup of Tea
You better be free of dope for this one,
Because you ain't got no hope, you simply done,
You don't really wanna see me hypa
Cuz I keep a pump in the trunk like a DC snipa
I am not afraid to kill
I'll hit yeah harder than ur mom, when she on the pill
You got more warts on your penis, then a fuckin toad
Mess with me, you die slow, and explode,
All you are is a wide load.
Your ass looks like thirty miles of bad road
I am going to catch you, then fuck you up,
Stab you with a pen,
To get away from me you gotta run at Mach ten
When you look at me you better drop to your knees
Worship me quick
Faster than your mom, when shes suckin ma dick
You think your "superior staff"?
You better off giving anal to a new born Calf.
Your no legend, no superstar
Just a washed up loser with an anal scar
Think your cool cuz you smoke weed
A real life is all you need
You're a dirty slob
Ask your mom when I book my next blow job?
You suck,
Don't like what I have to say?
I don't give a f*ck
Dylan Dunn hands Amanda Summers the mic back.
Amanda Summers: Well that was awesome if I do say so myself. You gentlemen may go backstage. After this next match it will be Big T's turn.
Dylan Dunn and Big T head backstage as Amanda Summers heads down the ramp for the next match. Cameras cut to Jake and Emily.
Jake: That was a hot rap! Big T can't beat that.
Emily: It was hot and it will be hard for him to beat that. But now it's time for the next match here on Blackout.
Match Number Two
DJ Shocka |
vs. |
Goldeneye |
(Standard Match)
Jake: That is correct Emily and the second match tonight is DJ Shocka versus Goldeneye.
Emily: A battle of underrated talent right here.
Jake: Who do you think has the advantage?
Emily: Goldeneye because of his experience.
Jake: Yeah, that is true. But Shocka is looking to impress. A win over Goldeneye might do that.
"What Up Gangsta" hits and the StrikeTron lights up with "Superior Staffer" Big T's face.
Big T: I was looking at some of the SFT contracts. I've been off for a while and wanted to see who gets what around here these days. On DJ Shocka's contract it says he is paid by appearence. Tell you the truth, I don't really feel like paying for him to appear here on Blackout tonight. So I cancelled his flight and Goldeneye gets the forfeit win. So there ya go with that. I'll see in a minute when I come out for my turn in the battle rap.
The StrikeTron blacks out as we go back ringside with Jake and Emily.
Jake: Well it seems as if our superior staffer is superiorly cheap!!
Emily: Nah. Tell you the truth I wouldn't pay for Dj Shocka to appear either. Hell, I wouldn't pay him to appear at Jiffy Lube.
Jake: That's harsh, but true I guess. Let's go to Amanda Summers who is at the top of the ramp.
Winner: GOLDENEYE
Segment
The scene cuts to the top of the ramp, where Amanda Summers is standing with a mic again.
Amanda Summers: Alright, back to the rap freestyle battle tournament finals. This time around it will be Big T's turn to battle at Dylan Dunn. So hailing from East Wareham, Massachusetts... "The Legend" Big T!!
"What Up Gangsta" by 50 Cent hits as Big T makes his way out. His music fades and Dylan Dunn walks out on stage.
Amanda Summers: Alright! Dylan Dunn dropped an awesome rap on you Big T. Now you gotta respond. Don't forget that the celebrity judge is listening and watching backstage.
Amanda Summers hands Big T the mic. He stares at Dylan Dunn and begins flowing.
Big T: Yo Yo Yo
Its the final round my opponent is "The Dealer"
He dont understand that I spit fire like the Planeteer named Wheeler
I'll have him on his knees like a slutty cheerleader
I don't need to get physical my words will turn'em into a bleeder
You ain't no cop but you sure as hell be a squealer, you pig
Ima stay off the weed but ima still smoke ya like a cig---arette
This goes out to Vegas 50-1 on Big T make a bet
I guaruntee you'll win you'll be set
Bet against me and you'll be in debt
I know I got Dylan flappin' around like a fish in a net
You fucking pussy I got you wet, in your pants from piss
Its not your birthday but you need cake to blow out the candles and make a wish
I called you a pig ima cook ya ass with an apple in yo mouth and put you on a dish, Dylan Dunn
Look at 'chu you man you back pedalin' already I got you on the run
Your sick to your stomach feelin' like you already done
Ima keep bringin' the heat like the sun
Beatin' your ass I'll do it for fun, cut you like Tony Montana
Wanna talk about moms Ill have your mom suckin' on my banana, where's the yayo
Yo man you gay yo
Your rhymes suck and you got no flow
Your like an arrow with no bow, and just cause your head comes to a point dont make you sharp
"Eat my shorts" thats a quote from Bart
You stink like a fat man's fart
You suck worse then Glenn you fucking tart
Look at your gear you bought it at Wal-Mart, it cost about ten dolla
You be in the final with the big balla
I get down and dirty like a brawla
I'm the shot calla
You gonna be in pain so let me hear ya scream and holla
Big T hands the mic to Amanda Summers as he just stares Dylan Dunn down.
Amanda Summers: I gots no comment. That was hot!! It's close folks, but only our celebrity judge will determine the winner.
Big T and Dylan Dunn head backstage as Amanda Summers heads down the ramp for the next match. Cameras cut to Jake and Emily.
Jake: Big T sucks!! Big T sucks!!
Emily: Jake, your still upset about what he said at the beginning of the show. Otherwise you'd realize that that might possibly have been the best freestyle battle rap of this tournament. I think Big T's got this wrapped up.
Jake: Nah! Whoever the celebrity judge is will announce Dylan Dunn as the winner. Count on it!
Emily: Surrrrrrrrre. Anyways, it's time for tonights main event.
Match Number Three
Johnny Legend |
vs. |
Knife |
(Standard Match)
Jake: Finally some real action!! Johnny Legend facing Knife is a huge main event for Blackout.
“You Know Your Right" by Nirvana plays over the speakers as fireworks go off; as the mist clears Johnny Legend is there with his arms in the air. He steadily makes his way to the ring with a nice round of cheers from the sold out blackout crowd, who seem to be in great spirits for tonight’s main event.
The lights in the arena go out. "Demise of Sanity" by Black Label Society starts up as blue and green strobe lights start to go off. Red pyros go off all over the stage and the ramp and Knife walks out on stage. With Mosh Girl. Knife psyches himself up for a moment and then Mosh Girl smacks him on the ass. Knife takes off running down the ramp and slides into the ring. Knife goes to each turnbuckle in turn, stand on the top rope and showboats as Mosh Girl walks to the ring. When she reaches the ring and Knife finishes his showboating they go to the center of the ring, bow down, and come up giving the metal sign as green pyros go off at all four turnbuckles. The two begin to stare down at each other, psyching each other out if you will. The referee gets in the middle of them and rather boxing-esque exlplains the rules to them. They nod as they understand the rules and the referee signals for the bell for the match to start.
DING DING
Jake: “Here we go.. tonight’s main event, former number one contender against a man that wants to prove that he is worthy to wrestle our current champion, Damien Sparks.”
Emily: “Well Blackout is the place to do that, a win against Legend could get him that shot..”
Jake: “Possibly..”
The two start to circle each other, sort of feeling each other out, just waiting for one to make the first move. Tired of waiting, Legend lunges in and the two lock up. Legend just gets the better of Knife with a nice arm bar. He slowly turns the arm, and then clubs down on the back of Knife, knocking him down to the canvas. He raises his elbow, slaps it before dropping down to the mat, looking to hit Knife, but he wisely rolls out the way, causing injury to Legends elbow. Legend is on his knees rubbing his elbow and like a flash Knife connects with a low drop kick to the face of Legend. Knife runs the ropes and goes looking for a flipping senton, but this time it is Legend that moves out of the way. Legend gets to his feet as does Knife. Knife, going back to the hardcore style he has made his name from throws a punch, its ducked, Knife spins around as quick as he can and WHACK! He is taken down with a hard clothesline.
Jake: “Oh my! What a shot!”
Emily: “That nearly took his head off.”
Jake: “That would really kill his title hopes..”
Legend stalks Knife as he slowly starts to get back up. He seems to have taken that badly as he begins to shake his head, trying to correct himself. He turns around, and Legend is looking for the clothesline again, but Knife catches him as he takes him down to the mat with a beautiful reversal into a cross face submission. Legend quickly rushes to the ropes, showing respect for Knifes hold. The hold is broken up and back to the beginning we go. Knife runs the ropes and goes for a clothesline, its ducked, he runs off them again and soon finds himself driven into the mat with a hard clothesline, Legend hooks the leg in the cover..
1… 2…
KICK OUT!
Jake: “Close..”
Emily: “Yup”
Legend punches he canvas as he gets up, and proceeds to lock in a nice Boston Crab on Knife. He sits right on his back creating so much pain to the lower back of Knife, who is screaming in pain. The referee drops down and asks him if he wants t give it up. Negative. Knife has quite the pain threshold. He slowly starts to make it to to the ropes, but just as he is in touching distance, Legend drags him into the middle of the ring.
Jake: “Looks like its going to be over. From just millimetres away from the ropes, he now, in wrestling terms is a lifetime away.”
Legend leans back, brining more pain to the back of Knife, who seems to have passed out from the pain. Legend releases the hold and picks up the unconscious Knife. He sets him up for one of his signature moves “paradise city”, but Knife wakes up..
Emily: “What the..?”
He grabs the leg of Legend and hoist him up and connects with a fisherman suplex, but he bridges it and gets himself into a position to win this match
Jake: “Knife was playing possum, and now he has Johnny Legend in a pinning predicament, this could be over!
1… 2… 3!!!
Wait.. NO! Legend kicked out, and Knife thinks he has won and begins to celebrate. He climbs the turnbuckle and raises his arms in the air. Legend gets up and climbs the turnbuckle with Knife. He lifts him on his shoulders looking for his finishing manouvre..
Jake: “Oh my god.. no..”
Emily: “Legend looking for his LEGENDARY move from the top rope..”
Jake: “Jesus, this could kill him!”
Legend leaps off with Knife and CONNECTS much to the delight of the crowd.
Crowd: “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!”
Both men are down. The referee looks at both competitors, and decides to utilize his ten count.
1…
2…
3…
still no movement
4…
5…
Legend begins to stir, and he slowly crawls across Knife just before the referee reaches to eight.
Jake: “Now THIS TIME it’s over…”
1…
2…
Jake: “WHAT!!”
Emily: “He.. kicked out..”
Shock fills the arena, but non more so than in the ring. Johnny Legend just can’t believe it. His eyes are bulging in astonishment. “He kicked out?” he mutters. He gets to his feet and picks up Knife, who looks completely out of it. Legend whips Knife against the ropes, Knife comes back, and slides under Legends legs as he swings a right hand. He then pounces and connects with a facecrusher. He then looks around, and staggers to the furthest turnbuckle. He slowly climbs up, as the crowd being to rise and cheer Knife. He reaches the top and looks down at Legend before taking in the crowd and leaping off the top turnbuckle..
Jake: “SENTON BOMB… NO!! LEGEND GOT HIS KNEES UP!”
Emily: “Right into the back of Knife.. which Legend worked on earlier in the match up..”
Knife is rolling in so much pain, screaming that his back is broken. Legend gets up and wipes the sweat from his brow before picking Knife up. Using his strength he lifts knife up to his shoulders and locks in a great version of the torture rack as he begins to tae full advantage of Knifes injury. He keeps bouncing Knife up and down on his shoulders before crushing his head into the canvas with an inverted DVD
Jake: “LEGENDARY!!”
Emily: “Could it be over this time…?”
1…
2…
3!!!!
Jake: “Yes! Great bout! Great win for Johnny Legend!!”
Winner: JOHNNY LEGEND
Closing
Cameras quickly cut to the top of the ramp yet again. Amanda Summers is standing there with Dylan Dunn and Big T.
Amanda Summers: We've heard from both men. Now it's time to hear from the celebrity judge. Here he is.....
"P.I.M.P.(Remix)" by 50 Cent featuring Snoop Dogg and G-Unit hits.
Jake: Could it be? Could it be 50 Cent?
Emily: I hope it's Big Snoop Dogg!! Or maybe even Tony Yayo or Llyod Banks of G-Unit!
A few moments pass by and finally somebody steps through the curtain.
Jake: What the hell?!
Emily: It's none of them. It's only Gust.
Nathan Gust struts out and grabs the mic from Amanda Summers. His music continues to play, but softly.
Nathan Gust: Yeah yeah!! Gustizzle is da house as your celebrity judge. I got the honor of announcing the winner of the 1st ever Rap Freestyle Battle Tournament. I may have lost in the semi-round, but I hold no grudges. The winner is....
Big T snatches the mic.
Big T: Hold on a second nephew. I need to know somethin'. How's my sister/your mother? She good?
Dylan Dunn gets pissed off and is about ready to attack, but you can hear him yelling.
Dylan Dunn: What the hell is this, a setup? You tryin' to set me up? Of course Big T is going to win now. His nephew is the judge and I beat him in the semi's! This is bullshit!! Nathan Gust grabs the mic from Dylan Dunn.
Nathan Gust: Hold up a second, Dunn. Just because Big T is my uncle and you beat me in the semi's, you think that I wouldn't be absolutely honest in my judging? That's rude and I don't appreciate such accusations!! Damn!! Now if you calm down I'll announce the winner.
Dylan Dunn calms himself down.
Nathan Gust: The winner of the 1st ever Rap Freestyle Battle Tournament is.......................................... (long long long long pause) ..................................................
The crowd gets anxious. Jake and Emily get anxious.
Jake: Who? Who is it?
Emily: Tell us!!
Nathan Gust: (as he points) Big T!!!
Dylan Dunn starts wiggin' out!! He grabs Gust and decks him!! Out of nowhere Big T hits the Game Over on Dylan Dunn knocking him down and out. Big T then begins his celebration as Johnny Legend makes his way up the ramp. The partners celebrate together as Nathan Gust gets up. As he gets up he grabs the mic.
Nathan Gust: This show sucks!! I come on it and this is what happens to me? I get punched?! Hey T! What the hell is up man?
Nathan Gust swings Big T around so there face to face.
Nathan Gust: What's up man?! I come on your show and I get punched? What type of show are you running here?
Big T: You better back off Nate or you'll find your ass on the other end of my foot.
Nathan Gust: Are you threatening me?
Big T: I don't threaten Nate. What I do is look into the future and in the future your ass is at the other end of my foot if you don't back off.
Before anything can happen Johnny Legend swings Nate around, but Nate starts hitting him. Big T then nails Nate from behind. Johnny Legend and Big T begin kicking the hell out of Nate. After a few seconds of that, they stop and back off to allow Nate the chance to get up. Nate takes a bit of time to get up, but eventually does. When he does he looks toward Big T, who blasts him with the Game Over. The momentum sends Nate in Johnny Legend's direction and Johnny Legend hits the Paradise City on him. Big T grabs the mic.
Big T: You stupid little punk! You get in my face with my tag team partner right here and you don't think your not going to get jacked up? Stupid punk!! Go back to Titans and tell that bitch Erik Dean that Johnny and I will see you and him in the tag team titles tournament!! Punk!! Let's go Johnny, we got some celebrating to do.
"What Up Gangsta" hits as the winner of the first ever Rap Freestyle Battle Tournament and his tag team partner Johnny Legend walk backstage.
Emily: Look at the chaos!! Johnny Legend and Big T left Dylan Dunn and Nathan Gust laying!!
Jake: They'll be recipation from Dean and Gust once he gets up!!
Emily: It's been an interesting show to say the least! See you next week!!
Jake: Unless we get fired!!
Blackout fades off the air............