| EFW Massacre From the EFW Arena Glasgow, Scotland 12-06-2002 |
(The EFW opening then plays, after which the shot changes inside the EFW Arena. The camera pans over the audience, showing several signs dedicated to wrestlers. The camera pans down onto the two announcers, Jim Biggins and Buck Hammerstien)
JB : "Welcome to EFW Massacre, fans! I'm Jim Biggins, and alongside me as always is my broadcast partner Buck Hammerstien!"
BH : "...."
JB : "What's wrong, Buck?"
BH : "My life is a living hell."
JB : "Well, that'll do it. Anyway, fans, we've got a pretty loaded card for you tonight. Hannibal will be defending his title tonight against a surging Alexander Atlas."
BH : "I hope Atlas rips his head off."
JB : "Ah. We've also got the newly-formed team of Prototype and Abaddon wrestling for the tag team titles against their mutal enemy, the Sickos on Parade."
BH : "....."
JB : "Experience would seem to indicate an advantage for Sick & Sexy here, but S&S have often proven to be a one-man team when it comes to fighting physically larger opponents, which Abaddon and Prototype are. This one could go either way."
BH : "....."
JB : "While we only expected to have two, a scheduling flub has resulted in FOUR of our matches tonight continuing the Light Heavyweight title tournament that started last week...."
BH : "MY LIFE IS HELL! SOMEBODY SHOOT ME!! WAAAAAHHH!!!"
JB : "....... on EFW Mayhem. All of these men are coming off of wins, but something has to give. Also, with the scheduled Uncle Doobie/Death's Head match being bumped down to a recent house show, we're having 'Lucky' Chance O'Daire squaring off against 'The Professional' Reid Kalahan in our opener. Any comments before we get started, Buck?"
BH : "....."
JB : "Without further ado, let's get right to the action!"
(Post-match, Kalahan offered the woozy Chance a handshake, but recieved a hug instead. The camera pans down to ringside, where an attractive young redhead is sitting next to JB at the announce table)
Jenna: "Thanks, Jim, it's great to be here.
JB : "Good luck in your official debut, it's going to be a good one!"
Jenna : "Thanks!"
(As Jenna rises and heads to the ring, "Here" unexpectedly hits the airwaves, harelding the entrance of Jack Dod! Jack makes his way to the ringside, a chair in his hand. Mercury and Shinozaki watch him carefully, but then he unfolds the chair and sits down next to Jim and Buck)
JB : "What are you doing out here, Dod?"
JD : (as he puts on a headset) "Have you seen what's in the ring? I'm here for the good of the company! -Nay, the good of the nation and it's television watching people!"
BH : "Yeah, sure. Just make sure you keep that chair under your ass."
JD : "I resent that implication. Hey, is that Hannibal?"
(Buck hits the floor without even checking to see if it is or not. JD laughs at him)
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(Jack Dod then jumps up from his position at the announce desk, where he'd been tounge lashing both men all night. With Mercury leaning with his back against the ropes, Spiro stood up and got in his face. With Mercury distracted by Spiro, Dod slammed the chair he was sitting in over Mercury's head! JD then made his retreat from the ring, but Spiro got in a shot of his own, spin kicking the stunned Mercury to the canvas. EFW security began to flood the ringside area, so both men made their exits to the boos of the audience. Jack Dod backed down the isleway, arms raised high, and didn't see the form of Kyle Magnum coming through the curtain behind him. His back slammed into Magnum's chest and he stopped. His arms slowly drop, then he tilts his head up to see Magnum looking down at him with bloodlust in his eyes. JD then quickly stomped Magnum's foot and jumped the guardrail, getting the hell out of Dodge before Magnum could react) JB : "That Jack Dod has got a judgement day coming up for him, Buck. He'd better count his days, because once Magnum gets him in the cage, it could be all over for him!" BH : "Yeah, wrestling is the last thing he needs to worry about. He needs to make sure his affairs are in order." |
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(Before the next match, a freeze-frame picture of an old man with a huge gray afro is shown on the big screen. He has his mouth in a big, open smile. He looks like an insane version of Rip Taylor. A squeaky voice comes over the PA) Voice : "Have you seen this man? He's been traveling all over the world, seeking out the best wrestlers alive. He's coming to Extreme Firepro Wrestling as a manager.. the manager of champions." (Just then, the old man himself pops through the mouth of the picture, ripping through it. He's holding a cane and has a top hat on) Man on Screen : "It's ME!!" (Some confetti explodes upwards near the entryway and the old man comes out, wearing a purple and orange tuxedo. He has his cane in one hand and a top hat in the other. He throws confetti all over the ringside fans, who just stand stunned and have no clue what to say or do) JB : "I guess my biggest question here is.. where does Vermin find these guys?" BH : "...."
Man : "That's right, folks! It's me, J.P. Woody Handcock, I'm the manager of champions! I've come to EFW to manage the best and to win championships! There is a lot of free agent talent back there in the locker room that needs guidence. They need the guidence I can give them. I've already signed two very HUGE clients! Let's introduce them now!" ('A Touch of Gray' brings out Uncle Doobie. Behind him comes a short, skinny blonde guy who is jumping around like an idiot) JB : "UNCLE DOOBIE is this crackpot's 'huge client'? Who's that other guy?" BH : ".... I think that's Twixxx!" JB : "Twixxx? You mean that white rapper who named himself after candy? The one everybody hates?" BH : "I'm pretty sure it is!" (The two reach the ring and JP welcomes them in) JP : "Ha ha, come on in, fellas! Yes, that's right, I've signed Uncle Doobie to a contract, and this here is TWIXXX! Multi-platinum recording artist, and he's our celebrity spokesman!" (Twixxx takes the mic) Twixxx : "Ohh yeah, mo' fuckas! We gon' mix some sheet up nah! Hit my music!..." (Twixxx gets ready to start rapping, but Vermin comes through the entrance waving his hands) Vermin : "No, no, no, hold it... no rapping by your lame ass on one of my shows. JP, I agreed to let you come in and manage here, but I never said you could bring this talentless idiot with you to ruin my shows with his attempts at making music." JP : "Well that's TOO BAD, because he signed his contract this morning! Ha!" Vermin : "Did he READ his contract?" JP : "Er.. well, no, actually..." Vermin : "Good. Because I'm not as stupid as you are. When I saw the request for another manager's contract for you came in through Buck's office, I knew something was messed up. So I sent you a different contract. You requested one to have Twixxx as a manager, but instead, you got a lifetime wrestling contract. And you say he signed it?" JP : "Um, well, er..." Vermin : "Even better. He stars on house shows this week. See you in the ring, Wally." (As Vermin tucks the mic and walks back through the entryway, JP and his men look downtrodden in the ring) |
JB : "So, it looks like next week on Fatefull Friday, David Mercury will face off with Alexi Markoff and Rio will face the friend of the man he just defeated, Shuji Yagami. The winners will then move on to a best two out of three falls match for the title later on that same night." BH : "This won't just be a test of skill, but of endurance. Whoever wins that title will have earned it by the time that night is over." JB : "Who do you pick, Buck?" BH : "After what I saw tonight, I'd say Alexi Markoff. His style isn't anywhere near as energy consuming as the other three, and this is going to be about endurance. Markoff will be content to let them wear themselves out and then use his submissions for the win." JB : "But if he lets Mercury wear himself out by kicking his ass, he may not have a chance to use them!" BH : "Point taken." JB : "Mercury, Rio and Yagami have all proven themselves to be resiliant to punishment. Rio in particular contains some explosive power, and Yagami just showed he can resist submissions. It'll be interesting to see where this all leads, but right now, we've got tag team titles on the line!" |
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JB : "A brutal contest leaves us with new champions! Prototype and Abaddon worked well together out there tonight, they're now the team to beat." BH : "Prototype said this would be the beginning of the end for the Sickos, and right now they sure don't look too dominant." (Hannibal heard this remark and went back over to the announce position) Hannibal : "What was that, Buck, you fat fuck? You think we're losing it? Who cares what you think! You're lucky I don't have my Mauser out here or I'd plug you right now!!" (Hannibal climbed in the ring with a mic as the attendants removed the barbed wire) Hannibal : "Atlas! Get out here NOW! Let's do this!" JB : "Hannibal has taken offense at your suggestion than Sick & Sexy's title loss is bad for the team, Buck, he wants Atlas right now!" BH : "Yeah, well I hope Atlas kicks his stupid ass!! It's going to be two title losses in a row for the Sickos!" |
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(Hannibal threw Atlas aside, then demanded his title belt. The referee gave it to him and he climbed to the second buckle and held it up, beckoning on Nomad, saying "I'm a man among men!" Nomad climbed in the ring and stood face to face with Hannibal, both men talking trash) JB : "Hannibal retains in impressive fashion, bringing the Sickos back strong! Nomad and Hannibal are facing off in center ring, is a US title shot in his future? And what does this mean for the Pantheon, Buck? Maxwell Potterdam made it pretty clear he wouldn't accept any more failure." BH : "I don't know, Jim. I really don't." JB : "Well fans, that's all we've got time for. Be sure to join us next time as EFW presents MASSACRE: FATEFULL FRIDAY on Friday, December 13th! Our light heavyweight champion will be crowned!! See you then!!" |