Post by vx on Dec 19, 2010 10:13:16 GMT -5
GWF SATURDAY NIGHT SPECIAL
January 31, 2088
The camera quickly pans the studio audience and then moves to the podium where Susan McDuff stands next to Morpheus.
MCDUFF: Welcome to GWF Saturday Night Special! The GWF Perennial is in the books and we are underway to crowning the first ever Interplanetary Champion. And the Greek Gods are still the Galaxian Tag Team Champions.
MORPHEUS: That's all fine and good, Susan, but the real news everyone wants to hear is that Thantos is still the Galaxian Heavyweight Champion and is coming out here right now to tell the entire galaxy how he has vanquished Star Warrior.
Thantos walks out with the Galaxian Heavyweight Title belt wrapped around his waist. The fans boo as Thantos shakes hands with Morpheus and then ractically ignores Susan McDuff.
THANTOS: Last night, and you all saw it, live, Star Warrior made such an amazing effort to get away from me that he gave up before I even had a chance to breathe hard. Really, Omega, is that the best effort your family has? Is that the best effort the FDF has to offer? Can we finally put to rest the Omega family name? Can we finally admit that The Evil Gamemaster has no equal? (Fans chant "We don't wanna hear it! We don't wanna hear it! We don't wanna hear it!) Well you're gonna hear it, so shut up! I am your Galaxian Heavyweight Champion! I am your champion, Morpheus! I am your champion, Susan McDuff. I am your champion....what...
The lights in the studio go out and the entire studio is enveloped in total darkness. When the lights come back on, Mesmer is standing next to Susan McDuff. Mesmer is holding a sheet of paper in which he places on the podium.
MESMER: Thantos, have come here to respectfully request that you sign this contract that gives me a match against you for the Galaxian Heavyweight Championship on February 27th at the Deimos Intergalactic Arena.
THANTOS: What? What did you say? You are challenging me?
MESMER: I am simply asking you to be so kind as to put your name on the contract.
THANTOS: Who do you think you are? I am Thantos! I am The Evil Gamemaster! I am your champion! I call the shots around here! Do you understand that?
Mesmer raises his hand and snaps his fingers. A quick burts of light emits from his fingertips. Thantos immediately silences and, moving like he is sleepwalking, he slowly takes a pen from Susan McDuff and bends down and signs the contract.
MESMER: Thank you.
Mesmer snaps his fingers again. The entire studio goes completely dark for a moment and then the lights again come back on. Mesmer is nowhere to be seen. Thantos appears to be trying to shake the cobwebs from his head.
MCDUFF: Oh my goodness gracious! Thantos has signed the contract and will face Mesmer.
THANTOS: What? What? No! I did not.
MCDUFF: It's right here and it says you will defend the Galaxian Heavyweight Championship against Mesmer on the 27th of February at the Deimos Intergalactic Arena!
THANTOS: I never signed that! I don't remember signing that!
MCDUFF: Let's go to the ring!
Thantos storms off in a huff as the Gladiators of Aethra, Brute and Massacre, collide with the Space-Croppers. Brute and Beast-Rider lock up. Beast-Rider tries for a power body slam. Brute laughs as he easily blocks the move and then hits Beast-Rider with a knife-edge and then the DECAPITATOR. 1...2...3!
THE WINNERS OF THE MEATCH IN 45 SECONDS: BRUTE AND MASSACRE!
Brute and Massacre head over towards McDuff and Morpheus.
MASSACRE: Did you people get a good look? Are you satisfied yet? What other combinations do we have to mow down before we have what we are here for? Tell 'em Brute!
BRUTE: Well! You inferior AniMen learned last night! And you people watching learned today! We are the most destructive tag team in wrestling today. Greek Gods! You know what we are all about! And you know what we want. Don't make us resort to some ambush attack to get a shot like those loser Norse Gods did. If we did that, you would be out of wrestling and then we wouldn't get to beat you for those belts! So, make sure to find a place for us on your busy schedule. And bring the belts!
MCDUFF: Things are already falling into place for when the GWF returns to the Deimos Intergalactic Arena on Friday, February 27th. Thantos will defend the Galaxian Heavyweight Title against Mesmer. Plus, the Finals of the Interplanetary Championship will be decided then.
MORPHEUS: There are eight men remaining in the Interplanetary Title Tournamen. Star Warrior, Wolf, Spike, Exo-King, Splatter, Killer queen, Pulsar and Omega.
MCDUFF: Next week, right here on GWF Saturday Night Special, that number will dwindle down to four as these eight men will be competing in tournament matches!
MORPHEUS: And, in our main event tonight, four of those men clash as Exo-King teams with Killer Queen to battle Star Warrior and Omega!
MCDUFF: Right now, we have a singles match between two of the more odd members of the newcomers to the GWF.
Reptillo came out first and shook hands with the fans who were willing to shake his hand. Although mot of the female fans seemed reluctant to be touched by him. Then Vanity led The Creeper out and then went over to the podium quickly.
VANITY: Oh, glorious day! Put that camera on me and get good look at what Susan McDuff dreams about every night. Everybody knows you want me, Susan McDuff, but you will have to wait in line. Vanity is on a galaxy-wide tour, ladies and you won't want to miss this.
MCDUFF: We do have a match....
VANITY: Oh, match scratch, why would you put the camera on those two when it most certainly could be put to better use showing my pretty face!
As Vanity rattles on, there was indeed a match in the ring between Reptillo and The Creeper. Reptillo went for a leg lift. The Creeper blocked it. The Creeper sent Reptillo nto the turnbuckle...no, Reptillo reverses it. Reptillo charges in. The Creeper lifts a boot. The Creeper follows up with a piledriver. ELIMINATOR! 1...2..3!
THE WINNER OF THE MATCH IN 54 SECONDS...THE CREEPER!
VANITY: That is how great I am! I already have Beast-Rider's stupid pet winning matches in record time. I would open a wrestling school but it would keep me away from all these adoring female fans for too long. You know, Susan, whenever you decide to quit hanging out with drunks from an ancient time and are looking for some 21st Century lovin', you come look me up.
Vanity blows her a kiss and leaves with The Creeper as Susan McDuff looks as if she is going to be physically ill.
MORPHEUS: Wow, Susan, it looks like you have yourself a date for after the show.
MCDUFF: I'd rather date an Aethran!
MORPHEUS: Well, maybe you could ask this one for a date! One of the eight men to still have a chance at the Interplanetary title. We are being joined by Spike!
Spike walks out and seems to love being booed. In fact, he spots a few fans cheering for him and charges at them, laughing as they scatter away from the steel barricade framing the entranceway. Spike then grabs the mic from McDuff and roughly shoves her off the stage.
SPIKE: Go put some makeup on or something! The Aethrans will not tolerate the inferior likes of you being on stage with people like me! And you, Morpheus, at least you have known combat. But you are still inferior so shut up! I am here as a representative of Aethra to give the other seven wrestlers the chance to bow out of the tournament now award that belt to me. Because, if you don't, I am going to hurt each and every one of you I face. And that goes double for you, Wolf! You are an absolute disgrace. You are a disgrace to the history of Aethra. You are a disgrace to even your own kind. Which says a lot as we all know how disgraceful it is to be an AniMan.
Owoooooooo! Wolf's scream is heard and then the fans go crazy as the wild AniMan Wolf leaps onto Spike and the two men begin to tear into each other for several moments before several wrestlers and security men rip them apart. Wolf during the melee has the SAVAGE FACE CLAW locked on Spike and it takes nearly six men to get him off. Wolf then goes over and grabs the fallen mic.
WOLF: I can smell your blood now, Spike! The scent is fresh and the hunger is mad! Oh, I hope you make it to the finals, Spike. I hope it is you and me in the finals for the Interplanetary Championship. Nothing would abate my hunger more than becoming Interplanetrary Champion by making you, Spike, submit to the SAVAGE FACE CLAW! OWOOOOO!
MORPHEUS: Let's go to the ring.
Invincible Krakan leads Mutant to the ring as Splatter follows them. Splatter heads to the podium to give commentary while Pit Viper heads out to the ring. Krakan then joins Splatter as the match gets underway. Mutant starts it off with a bite to forehead. Mutant sends Pit Viper into the turnbuckle. Both wrestlers go for a clothesline, but only Pit Viper connects! Pit Viper follows up with an atomic drop, a flying mare, a shoulder breaker and a pair of hammerlocks. Pit Viper then goes for a deathjump. The flying splash connects! Pit Viper follows up with the Snake Bite twice and a backward leg sweep. Mutant tries to fight back but misses a falling knee drop. Viper then with a suplex. VENOM BLAST! 1..2..3!
THE WINNER OF THE MATCH IN 4:56: PIT VIPER!
Splatter and Invincible Krakan move towars the ring but Pulsar is quickly inside the ring next to Pit Viper. Splatter moves back to the podium and grabs a mic.
SPLATTER: Pulsar. You and I are still in this tournament. And that is why I want you next week! I want my tournament opponent to be Pulsar! Make it happen, somebody. I want to be the man who eliminates both Titans from this title tournament. I do this for you, Invincible Krakan!
MCDUFF: Splatter issuing a challenge for next week and trying to hand pick his tournament opponent. I'm not sure if that will be allowed. Last night, we had ourselves a tag team match between The Henchmen and The Bomb Squad and you all saw what happened. The match was thrown out and Commander Sam was attacked after the match.
MORPHEUS: Yeah, and everybody said that Comrade Terror and Executioner couldn't get along.
MCDUFF: Well, Sam is here now and in action and facing Executioner in our next bout!
Executioner came out first with Comrade terror at his side. The fans booed this tandem mercilessly and then erupted in cheers as Commander Sam and Adam Blast both came out and started shaking hands. The referee firt pointed to Comrade Terror and then to Adam Blast and then pointed to the exits, throwing both men's tag partners out of the arena! This was going to be straight-up one-on-one. The fans were treated to an absolutely brutal battle. Back and forth. Clotheslines, foreign objects, face slams, boxing jabs, knee lifts. The battle raged on for nearly twenty minutes. Each man survived the other's finisher once as well. Finally, though, Commander Sam set up for SAM'S ATOMIC DROP a second time and Comrade Terror returned and charged the ring and began to put the boots to Sam. Adam Blast came in and the four men began to brawl all over the ring. Once again, security was brought in to restore order.
WINNER OF THE MATCH AS A RESULT OF A DISQUALIFICATION IN 19:47: COMMANDER SAM!
MCDUFF: Oh my goodness gracious! The bad blood between these two teams is about to explode. into an all-out war
MORPHEUS: Conventional matches won't stop this rivalry. Something else is going to have to happen.
MCDUFF: That cheer you hear is for the Galaxian Tag Team Champions. Actagon. Proteus. The Greek Gods. Gentlemen. Welcome.
PROTEUS: Mayhap, it is an honor to be in the presence of one as yourself, Susan McDuff. Let the songs of the winter's snow sing of your beauty to the heavens above.
MCDUFF: Oh....*giggles*
MORPHEUS: Where's Vanity when we need him?
ACTAGON: Sorry, Morpheus. I don't have any poetry to recite to you. We are out here to address Brute and Massacre. We are no strangers to those guys. We have fought them for these belts (note that in the GWF, unlike some OTHER federations that will remain nameless...WWE...the champions always do interviews with championship belts around their waist and never ever just toss the belts up into the ring...although they will smack someone with the title belt if they need to get their attention) that are around our waists and we have no reservations about doing it again. Time and time again, they climb to the top contender's spot for these titles. And time and time again, we meet their challenge with the honor our people would expect from Greek Gods.
PROTEUS: And after we claim another victory, we will celebrate with wine, women and song!
MCDUFF: Ahem....oh my...
MORPHEUS: Oh, good grief. It's time for our final match.
The fans give a huge pop as Star Warrior and Omega come out for their match. The cheers quickly turn to boos as King and Queen make their way towards the ring, waving their scepters and demanding the crowd bow to them. Once in the ring, the King and Queen isolate Omega, never allowing Star Warrior to tag in! Omega is beaten around for almost six whole minutes before finally succumbing to the DEATH VISE.
WINNERS OF THE MATCH IN 5:52: EXO-KING AND KILLER QUEEN!
MORPHEUS: Omega! You are washed up! Quit making yourself...and me...look bad! Know when to say hen, Omega. It's time for you to retire!
MCDUFF: I hate to say this but I really think you are right, Morpheus. Omega is hanging on to something that has passed him by. I really hope that he sees it too and can hang up the tights for good. Join us next week for GWF Saturday Night Special more matches in the Interplanetary Title Tournament!