|
Opening
We open up in the parking lot of the arena, just as the opening pyros are exploding inside the building. A black stretch limo pulls up outside one of the entrances to the backstage area, and an immaculately-attired chauffeur climbs out of the driver’s seat on the far side of the car from our perspective.
The chauffeur walks around to the nearside of the car and opens the back door, allowing the three occupants to climb out. One by one, we see the SFT World Television Champion, Christian Cage, the SFT Hardcore Champion, Almighty Bear, and of course the SFT World’s Heavyweight Champion, The Dark Wolf, climb out of the car. All three men are attired in smart black Armani suits with various shirt-and-tie combos, all three are wearing dark glasses, and most importantly of all, all three men have their respective pieces of SFT Championship gold gleaming over one of their shoulders.
The chauffeur shuts the car door after the last Future member has exited, and funs a few feet across the lot to open the door that leads to the backstage area. The three members of The Future glance at each other before making their way towards the open door:
Christian Cage: 3 matches, 3 wins. How hard can it be?
Dark Wolf: We did it at the PPV, nothing stopping us from doing it again tonight.
Fadeout…
Match Number One
Black Ninja vs.
Almighty Bear
( Hardcore Title match)
Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the Hardcore Championship!
Suddenly, "Bring Da Ruckus" by Wu-tang Clan strikes up. The crowd cheers loudly.
Ring Announcer: Introducing first... From Battlecreek, Michigan... The BLACK NINJA!!
Out of nowhere a smoke grenade appears in the ring, filling it full of black smoke. Suddenly, from seemingly nowhere, Ninja appears in the center of the ring, stretching, jumping around the ring and practicing his Muay Thai and Tajitsu moves as the crowds cheers grow. Wu-Tang Clan quickly cuts out and we hear "Remedy" by Seether kick up on the speakers. The crowd roars as The Almighty Bear walks out of the back, raises two fingers in the air, pointing skyward. He has the Hardcore Title hung around his neck.
Ring Announcer: And his opponent... From Roseville, Minnesota... He is a member of The Future... Here is the Hardcore Champion... The ALMIGHTY BEAR!!!
The Almighty Bear ambles down to the ring. He sheds his trenchcoat, hands it to a waiting techie, then pulls off his red shirt, throwing it into the crowd. He climbs into the ring and removes his glasses, handing them to another tech. He pulls the Hardcore Title off of his neck and tosses it over the top rope and to the outside. He chuckles as he looks over the Black Ninja. The ref calls for the bell as the Black Ninja immediately chops the Hardcore Champion in the chest.
JC: Here we go... the Hardcore Championship is underway.
RW: Woo hoo!
Bear stumbles back a bit. The Black Ninja grabs Bear's arm and whips him across the ring and into the ropes. Bear bounces back and is hit hard in the jaw with a jumping heel kick by The Black Ninja. Ninja picks Bear up and tries to whip him across the ring again but Bear reverses and sends Ninja to the ropes. Bear charges after him and as Ninja bounces back, Bear clotheslines him over the top rope and to the outside. Bear climbs out after him and delivers a few kicks to the gut of Ninja as he tries to stand. Bear delivers one last swift kick to the gut of Ninja and then turns and gets down on one knee to look under the ring.
RW: Alright, time for some action!
JC: ...That's what the Hardcore Title is about.
Bear pulls out a trash can as the crowd cheers. He stands over the Black Ninja, waiting for him to get to his feet. Ninja slowly pulls himself up using the guard barrier. As soon as he lets go, Bear slams the trash can down over his head! Ninja falls backwards to the ground, sitting up against the barrier. Bear takes two steps back and then runs forward, kneeing the Black Ninja in the face up against the crowd barrier! Bear drops the trash can and lifts Ninja up. Bear kicks Ninja in the stomach, lifts him up, and then powerbombs him on top of the trash can!
JC: Wow!
RW: Ouch!
The trash can is completely crushed from the impact. Bear looks under the ring once more and pulls out a table. He pushes it off to the side and reaches back under. He pulls out a stop sign and throws it over the top rope and into the ring. He stands and picks the table up. He walks over to the corner of the ring and sets it up behind the stairs. He picks Ninja up and rolls him into the ring.
JC: What's The Almighty Bear planning over there?
RW: He's the Hardcore Champion, expect something.
Bear climbs into the ring as well and picks up the stop sign. Ninja begins rustling and slowly sits up... Only to have the stop sign slammed down over the top of his head! The Almighty Bear looks at the dent made in the stop sign and chuckles. He tosses the weapon away and lifts Ninja up. He drags the challenger over to the corner and sets him up on the top rope.
JC: High rish maneuver coming...
RW: Ooh.
Bear climbs up to the second rope and manages lifts Ninja up over his shoulders. Bear, slowly, somehow manages to climb up to the top rope with Ninja over his shoulders. The Hardcore Champion turns and faces out to the crowd.
JC: What the...?
RW: !!!
The Almighty Bear leaps off the top rope, to the outside, and delivers a brutal Maul [Death Valley Driver] through the table!!! Bear slowly throws his arm over the Black Ninja. The ref slides out of the ring and goes down for the count.
"1... 2... 3!!!"
"Remedy" by Seether blares throughout the arena as The Almighty Bear slowly stands and is handed the Hardcore Title.
Ring Announcer: The winner of this match... And still Hardcore Champion... The ALMIGHTY BEAR!
The ref raises Bear's arm in victory as the crowd half-cheers.
Winner: The Almighty Bear
Match Number Two
Sean Rollins vs.
Derek Dillinger
(Standard Match )
Both men clothesline each other and knock each other out cold. The ref counts to 10 and the crowd boo.
RW: Ok well no winners and losers.
Winner: No one
We find ourselves in a corridor in the backstage area where we can see two members of The Future, Almighty Bear and Dark Wolf, engaged in a discussion. Both men are wearing their wrestling gear, bear having successfully defended his Hardcore Championship earlier in the evening, and Dark Wolf preparing to defend his World’s Title against Aidan Morag in just a matter of minutes. Bear, as part as of his post-match relaxation, has a can of beer in his hand. The subject of their conversation appears to focus on the other member of The Future:
Dark Wolf: Dammit, how could we let him get blindsided like that by that prick Walsh.
Bear: Hey man, just cool it. You heard what the doctors said, they figure he’ll be OK, so you ain’t gonna help anyone by worrying about it. We’re gonna have all the damn time in the world to deal with Walsh once tonight is over, but what you need to focus on right now is kicking Morag’s teeth down his worthless throat and keeping that belt where it belongs.
Dark Wolf: You’re right man, but Walsh will fucking get what’s coming to him after what he did.
Bear: No doubt about it.
As Bear says this, he spots something behind TDW that seems to attract his interest. Bear gestures for TDW to look around, ad as he does so, we are able to see that, coming down the corridor towards where Bear and Wolf are standing is Shawn Scholefield, the teenage PA to SFT Staff Member Page Michaels, and also the kid who was on the wrong end of an involuntary beer bath from The Future when he made the mistake of interrupting their celebrations at the last PPV.
Dark Wolf (gesturing at Bear’s beer can): You thinkin’ what I’m thinking?
Bear: Aww man, I was looking forward to drinking that.
Dark Wolf: You know as well as I do that we got a 12 pack in the locker room.
Bear: Yeah, I guess.
As the kid gets closer, he notices the two men standing at one side of the corridor, doing their best to make it appear as if they haven’t noticed him at all. Instead of running away, he decides to try to slip past un-noticed, and almost makes it before having the contents of Bear’s beer can poured over his head, accompanied by laughter from the two Future members.
Wolf (laughing): You really gotta learn how to handle your drink kid, every time you get anywhere near beer, you seem to make a hell of a mess on the floor.
Shawn runs away in tears as Bear and Wolf laugh and we return to ringside.
Match Number Three
Ray Cross vs.
Precious
( Standar Match )
JC: Our next match should be a good one. Precious vs Ray Cross.
RW: I hope someone dies in this.
JC: RANDY!
As im good at being badd plays precious comes out with Sweetheart and Harold and she goes to the ring and she puts on leg on the ring then the other doing the splits and then slides under the tope rope as Sweetheart slowly gets in the ring and Harold watches Precious from behind. The referee walks over to Precious's corner and demands Sweetheart and Harold leave ringside. Harold throws and fit, and throws a chair that was at ringside, at the ring apron. Harold and Sweetheart are escorted from ringside by security as Precious yells at the referee.
JC: Wow, big call from the referee right there.
RW: Crap, I think I just lost my bet on this match.
All is pitch black and silent in the arena. Then the thundering sound of a slow beating heart is projected loudly around the arena as the lights are brought to bear on a lone figure standing at the top of the ramp. Pyro's fire off and, "Hey You Nice Shot" by Filter begins to play as he tosses his cigar to the ground and stomps it out before making his way defiantly to the ring. He has tuned out the fans and his concentration is unshakable. He makes his way up the ring steps and looks inside the ring, where Precious is still yelling at the ref. Cross then steps through the ropes where Precious rushes him with a running dropkick, as the ref rings the bell to start the match.
JC: Quick start right here.
RW: Precious is PISSED OFF!
Precious sets up Cross, sitting on the mat and hits a stiff kick to his back. Precious follows up with a couple more stiff kicks to his back. Precious then picks up Cross and sets him up in the corner. Precious backs up a bit and then rushes in, but Cross moves, and Precious ends up straddling the middle turnbuckle. Cross then gets over real quick to Precious, who's still stuck straddling the middle turnbuckle, and hooks her for a neckbreaker and hits it, causing Precious to land hard on his neck and back, with her legs leaning on the ropes. Cross shakes the cobwebs out and picks up Precious. Cross tries to end it quick and attempts to give Precious the Death-Roll, but Precious starts punching Cross. Cross lossens his grip, and Precious ends up biting him on the head while still in a powerbomb position.
JC: What flexability.
RW: Ooohhh yea.
Cross ends up falling back into the corner, sitting on the mat and hitting his head on the 2nd turnbuckle. Precious, sitting on Cross's chest, starts doing a bronco buster.
RW: WHAT THE FUCK!
JC: Incredible!
Precious then takes Cross out of the corner and headbutts him, causing her to stagger back a bit. Precious shakes her head and looks at Cross, just as he's about to hit a huge clothesline. Cross connects, sending Precious down, and making her slam hard into the mat, making her fold over onto her stomach. Cross gets up slowly and grabs Precious. Cross picks up Precious and gets behind her and bends her over. Cross looks out at the crowd and wraps his arms around Precious's waist and begins hitting a german suplex, and then rolling over to hit another, and another. Cross ends it at six german suplexes and goes for a pin. Precious is near the ropes and gets her foot on the ropes before the ref counts. Cross gets up and argues with the ref while Precious slowly gets up. Cross walks over to Precious, who rakes Cross' eyes. Cross stumbles back, a wild hand ends up smacking the ref, who stumbles over. Precious sees this and takes the opportunity to quickly hit a punt kick on Cross. Cross hunches over and goes cross-eyed, and then Precious hooks Cross in a DDT and hits it. She covers and the ref goes down to count.
1....
2....
Cross kicks out with authority, sending Precious near the ropes. Precious looks around and quickly goes to the top rope. She measures Cross, and jumps off as Cross gets up. Cross, seeing Precious jump out of the corner of his eye, quickly hits the Snapjaw, sending Precious crashing to the mat. Cross shakes his head and quickly picks up Precious and hits the Death-Roll.
JC: THATS IT!
RW: DAMNIT!
Cross hooks Precious' leg, practically putting her knee to her chest, and pins.
1....
2....
3....
The ref calls for the bell and raises Ray Cross' hand.
JC: Wow, what a match.
RW: Madness, simply madness. I think Precious might have a broken or dislocated jaw.
JC: You might be right, but the fact remains Ray Cross just picked up the victory.
Winner: Ray Cross
Match Number Four
Shawn Walsh vs.
Christian Cage
(Standard Match)
We cut to the backstage area just before Christian Cage takes on Shawn Walsh in a non title match. We are in the backstage area. We are staring directly at a door. We pan up a bit to read the nameplate: "christian cage". The crowd in the arena buzzes as we suddenly cut into the room. We see the proud member of The Future stretching out his legs. He stands straight up and cracks his neck.
JC: Christian Cage getting ready for what should be a great match soon to come.
RW: Oh man, I can't wait to see that.
Cage scoops his Television Championship Belt off of a chair next to him and flips it up over his shoulder. He looks down at the title and nods his head. He smirks a bit and then heads towards the door. He opens it and as soon as he does, he is cracked in the face with a steel chair!
RW: Holy shit!
Cage crumples to the ground. In walks the culprit... Shawn Walsh.
JC: We should've known.
Walsh chuckles and then throws the chair down onto the chest of Cage. Walsh kicks the Television Title off to the side and gets down on one knee, next to Cage. He looks down at him, glaring. He speaks lightly...
Shawn Walsh: Non-title? What a display of disrespect. This will teach you not to brush me off.
Walsh then gets down and begins throwing rights into the face of Cage. Cage tries to block them to the best of his ability but as expected, is still dazed from the chair shot. Walsh picks Cage up and leans him against the wall, facing it. Walsh takes a step back and then flies forward with a High Voltage [Superkick] to the back of Cage's head, into the wall!!
JC: Oh... My... God... That was sick.
Cage falls to the ground, motionless. Walsh stands over him, smirking devilishly. We pan up to the doorway to see The Hardcore Champion, The Almighty Bear and the World Heavyweight Champion, The Dark Wolf standing there, enraged. Walsh turns around to see them. They rush at him and begin nailing him with rights and lefts.
JC: How do you like it?!
RW: Ahhh!
Walsh returns a few rights and quickly gets out of their grasps and runs out of the room and down the hallway. The Almighty Bear and The Dark Wolf get down to check on Cage.
JC: Folks, I'm not sure Christian Cage is even going to be able to compete tonight...
RW: God dammit!
JC: Can we just cut to commercial please?
Fade to a commercial for tmx: tickle me elmo xtreme.
Winner: Shawn Walsh
Main Event
Aidan Morag vs.
The Dark Wolf
(World Title Match)
JC: Here we go folks, this is the main event, this match has pay-per-view written all over it. Aidan Morag has risen to the top of this roster faster than anyone I can remember. Dark Wold hopes to end the win streak ands mental high Aidan has been on for weeks now.
The lights dim just a little as Slipknot's My Plague begins to play over the loud speaker. Track lighting is racing around the arena as the intro plays. Soon after the song begins Aidan comes out from backstage.. Over his left shoulder he is carrying the SFT Tag Team Championship, around his waist he is wearing the SFT United States Championship. Aidan stares around the arena a bit, then slowly makes his way to the ring. One inside the ring, he hands Tag Team title to a crew member outside the ring, and then his US title soon after.
RW: Aidan is already “gold plated”, this would be huge for him, if he were to win this match he would become SFT World Champion, US Champ and half the Tag Champs.
The guitar intro to "Hollow" by Godsmack kicks in. Three strums, and a drumbeat, it repeats, when slowly the lights dim and the back curtain starts to extrude fog from the back as a faint spotlight shines. Slowly from in back The Dark Wolf steps out. He looks over the arena as if taking a deep breath. His eyes wander as he then begins to make his way to the ring. He then rolls into the ring to his feet. He turns and climbs the turnbuckle leaning forward as cameras flash about him. He then looks down to the floor outside the ring and quickly snaps his head around and leaps into the ring. Once inside he hands over the SFT World Heavyweight Championship to the ref and takes a corner.
JC: Wow, look at these two, leader of their respective stables, both eager to win this match, both want that title, damn the tension is thick here tonight.
RW: Keep in mind there is no, and I mean no love loss between these two men here.
The bell sounds and this match is under way as the two men lock up in the center of the ring. Aidan looks to be getting the upper hand, but TDW nails him in the gut with a stiff kick. TDW pulls Aidan towards him and drills him in the head with a headbut! TDW quickly hooks Aidan’s head and drops him with a DDT. TDW gets to his feet and bring Aidan with him, TDW hooks and nails a German suplex in the center of the ring, TDW covers…
1…
2…
NO!!! Aidan Kicked out!
JC: Great job so far by TDW, he is controlling the pace of this match.
TDW bring Aidan to his feet again and whips him across the ring, Aidan comes back and ducks a clothesline attempt from TDW, Aidan quickly grabs his head and drops him in a neck breaker! Aidan slow to get his feet, TDW is making it to his as well, Aidan throws a left hand to TDW’s face, TDW throws a right of his own, the two men exchange blows back and forth for a minute or so until Aidan blocks one from TDW and nails TDW with a spinning back kick that sends him into the corner. Aidan charges in and nails TDW with a clothesline!! Aidan grabs TDW’s arm and whips him across the ring…no TDW reverses it and sends Aidan into the corner. TDW charges in, but is met with a boot to the face!!
RW: These two men are going at it, it’s great!
Aidan walks out and drops TDW with a Russian leg sweep! Aidan pops to his feet and drops a leg on the throat of TDW. Aidan gets to his feet and bring TDW with him, Aidan hooks and nails a vertical suplex!! Aidan covers…
1…
2…
NO!! TDW kicks out!!
JC: Close call…
Aidan gets back to his feet and brings TDW with him, TDW swipes at Aidan’s arm, knocking himself free. Aidan takes a few quick steps towards TDW and TDW nails a spine buster in the center of the ring!! TDW goes up top and leaps off nailing Aidan with a 450 splash!! TDW Covers…
1….
2…
Thr….NO!! Aidan barely gets his shoulder off the mat!!
TDW gets back to his feet and scream at the ref for not being in position.
RW: The frustration is starting to set in with these two.
TDW turns and Aidan is back to his feet, TDW and Aidan charge at each other and connect with a double clothesline!! Both men are out cold!! The ref begins to count….
1…
2…
3…
JC: Look!! Venom is charging the ring!! Holy shit, here comes Almighty Bear right behind him!! Bear nails Venom from behind with a forearm to the head as he tries to enter the ring. Both men are fighting on the outside.
5…
6…
Both Aidan and TDW begin to get to their feet….
7…
8…
Both men are on their feet and again exchanging rights and lefts. Aidan gets the upper hand this time, blocking one of TDW’s punches. Aidan nails TDW across the chest with a knife edge chop…and another…and another. TDW is reeling as Aidan nails him with a standing dropkick! Aidan quickly jumps to the second rope and springboards off nailing TDW with a moonsault!! Aidan covers…
1…
2…
NO!! TDW got his foot on the rope!!
Aidan gets to his feet and grabs hold of TDW’s leg. Aidan locks in a Figure four leg lock!! Bear sees this and runs acroos to the other side of the ring and leaps onto the apron, the ref turns to get him off the ring apron, as he does this Jack Jones comes flying to the ring and grabs hold of Aidan’s hands, forcing more pressure on TDW’s legs!! As the ref turns Jack Jones lets go and the ref checks on TDW. TDW is not giving up!
RW: This could go on forever!
JC: If they are going to play the numbers game ED has the advantage after what happened earlier.
The ref has forced a break of the hold, TDW was able to grab the ropes!! Aidan gets back to his feet and quickly goes back to work on TDW’s leg, he beings to stomp on the leg repeatedly!! The ref is screaming at Jones and Venom from trying to get their noses in the match, as he does this, Bear nails Aidan in the back of the head with a steel chair!! Bear slide out of the ring and both Aidan and Dark Wolf are down!!! The ref begins his count again…
1…
2…
3…
4…
It isn’t long though before TDW is back up, TDW climbs to the top rope and goes to leap off, but Venom nailed him in the back with a steel chair sending him crashing to the mat!!! The ref sees this and calls for the bell.
RW: Venom just cost Aidan Morag the SFT World Title!!!!
JC: Wait until Aidan realizes what happened!!
RW: This was an epic battle between tow of the greatest on our roster and it was ruined by interference. You can bet you’ll see these two again real soon.
Winner: The Dark Wolf
Ending
The War Drums begin to pound as the lights flash on and off with them. The crowd erupts as "Don't frieght percious im here....Step away from the window...and go..back to sleep..."
JC-"NO FUCKIN WAY!!!"
From behind the curtain steps a combat boot. The camera starts at the boots and works its way up, ACU army issued Cargo pants, no shirt, celtic cross tattoed on his right pec, full grown gotee with the chin strap sideburns. His hair cut short, faded in above his ears. Justin Paige stands in the middle of the entry way! The crowd explodes as he walks down the ramp, looking straight the entire time. He walks up the ring steps and stops. He looks around at the crowd and throws up his arms, letting out a loud cry and the crowd gets even louder as Justin steps into the ring and shakes Randy's hand.
RW-"Wow! Wha...I...I'm speachless! Justin Paige everyone!"
Justin gets showered with cheers as he smiles.
RW-"Nice to see you back! Now the first question I have to ask, where have you been!?!?"
Justin grabs the mic from Randy.
JP-"Where have I been? The past year I have been in the most worthless part of the world. Iraq. Serving the great United States of America's army. And now, I'm back. And I'm back for good. No more distractions."
RW-"Iraq..really..how was it??"
JP-"Im not here tonite to talk about Iraq.."
RW-"Well yeah, but, how was it?"
the crowd simmers down as Justin's _expression changes. He looks around before putting his hand around Randys neck. He pushes him into the corner and holds him there.
JP-"I TOLD YOU, IM NOT HERE TO TALK ABOUT IRAQ! YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE?! I'll fucking show you what it's like..."
Justin pulls his right arm back like he is going to punch Randy but as the crowd cheers, Justin lifts his arm up to show a huge scar that runs from his waist up to his armpit.
JP-"This...this is how Iraq was.."
RW-"What happened?"
JP-"Don't worry about what happend. Thats not why I'm here, im here tonite to talk about the future of the SFT. The future of the SFT is in danger. And thats why I am here. But once again, thats another topic for another day. I'm going to get straight to the point. Theres a PPV coming up..and there is someone who is on a "come back tour". As far as "I know, this person doesn't have a match yet. And well, this PPV is going to suck. Because there is no Justin Paige. And Justin Paige needs a worthy opponent for his return match...so why not throw two people that are coming back in the ring together. This person is someone that has been around since I have, and as far as I can remember, we have never been in a match together. So I called Shadow and talked to him personaly. And he said it would be fine. So at the PPV, im challenging Erik Dean to a real return match!"
The crowd explodes as Justin tosses Randy the mic and heads out of the ring. He walks up the ramp, screaming, "Im the future! Im the Savior!" as he signals for a belt around his waist.
© 2003 Friday Night Inferno™
All text, images and html code are property of Strike Fantasy Towers.
Un-Authorized distribution and duplication of the text, images and
html code found within this roleplay is strictly prohibited.
Friday Night Inferno™ and Strike Fantasy Towers used with permission,
and are respected trademarks of themselves.
All Rights Reserved.
--Credits--
Match One:
Match Two:
Match Three:
Match Four:
Backstage One:
Intro:
Opening:
Ending:
Back To Strike Fantasy Towers
|
