Post by gwfman17 on Apr 21, 2011 1:18:35 GMT -5
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The camera is outside in the sky overlooking the M45 Theatre. It begins to quickly pan down and push its way through the front entrance. The camera swings by fans who are in the lobby. They are cheering into the camera as it swings by them. The camera stops and turns right to the entrance to the arena seating. The camera flies down the steps passing by fans who are cheering. The camera swings its way up to the ring then pans to the wrestlers entrance and jumbo tron.
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After the pyro, the camera pans around the arena showing 10,000 plus fans in attendance. The camera pans down to ringside where we see David Crockett IV sitting at a table.
Crockett IV: Hello and welcome to the one and only wrestling program in the galaxy, Ratlicks Reality Action and Thrills Spectacular. We are coming to you live straight from the bosom of the Seven Sisters Cluster at the M45 Theatre on the planet Pleiades and on a brand new channel associated with Septivision Inc. We are so excited to be right here with you all tonight as you get ready to enjoy R.R.A.T.S programming directly in your living rooms. So much has happened in the last few months involving another wrestling promotion that just couldn't compete against the #1 program in the galaxy R.R.A.T.S. This is where true heroes come to make an impact in wrestling and sports entertainment. We guarantee that you will have a once in a lifetime viewing experience that you will never forget. The wrestlers in the back are highly trained and put their bodies on the line to make sure you the fans are satisfied. Without further a due, I would like to introduce you all to the owner and CEO of R.R.A.T.S and my commentary partner, Mr. Ratlick!!!
The crowd goes crazy as Ratlick makes his way down the ramp. He shakes a few hands of members of the crowd and walks around the ring to the announce table. He shakes Crockett's hand, grabs his head set, and sits down.
Ratlick: WELCOME EVERYONE TO PLEIADES!!! WELCOME TO THE M45 THEATRE!!! AND WELCOME TO RATLICK'S REALITY ACTION and THRILLS SPECTACULAR!!!
The crowd goes crazy and David Crockett IV smiles and pats Ratlick on the back.
Ratlick: As David has already mentioned, so much has happened to me in the past few months...I am like a kid in a candy store David. We have made so many decisions to better our video library, squashed the competition, brought more exciting new superstars, and switched to a more galactic level holovision company. Things couldn't get any better than this.
Just then, the lights in the arena go out.
Crockett: Oh boy, you know what this means Ratlick.
Ratlick: I sure do David, the phenom of the R.R.A.T.S, ASTAROTH is here to start things off.
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Astaroth rolls Pizza out of the ring. He grabs a mic from the ringside attendant. The crowd is booing him very loudly. He looks around slowly at the fans. Then, he slowly raises the mic to his lips.
Astaroth: There is only one born a generation. One man, born amongst the Primeval people of M33, whose birthright is to lead the Primevals. One man who is able to draw upon the Primeval power of the M33 galaxy. He is to be honored, respected, and feared. Astaroth is this man. I am in contact with the spiritual world. The spirits guide me and lead me to my ultimate destiny. The spirits summoned me to betray my people. And now, I lead the forces of the Primevals nemesis. We are known as The Cartel.
Just then, the lights go out and a single white light shines on the curtain. Two men come from behind the curtain and walk down the aisle to the ring. They enter the ring and kneel before Astaroth. Astaroth places both hands on their heads.
Astaroth: Palecai Sorm and Darsincor. You are now part of my Cartel. You will obey my every command. You will serve me in solitude from now and until the end of time. Beings will fear you. Like me, your names will be spoken only in whispers. Others before you have failed to serve me and it led to their death. Eric Draven was one just man who could not complete his mission.
The Eric Draven character derives from the James O' Barr comics
Astaroth removes his hands from their heads and the two men stand up and move behind Astaroth. Astaroth then looks directly into the camera.
Astaroth: Draven....At the Judgment Day PPV..the body that was thrown in that casket died a quicken sudden death. You left me no other choice. When you placed your hands upon Astaroth, you sealed your fate at a single moment. The shining star that was your future has become a dismal light. I crushed you and threw your soul into eternal darkness.
Welcome to Hell and the demon that will lead you into eternal damnation. Draven! You disappointed me. Now, you must walk straight through the fires of hell to face your demons! May the hounds of hell eat your rotting soul! May you....
Just then, the lights go out in the arena and lightning flashes fill the arena. The jumbo tron plays a video as Astaroth and the Cartel look on.
After the video, Astaroth and the Cartel look around. Just then, from the rafters, the camera spots a black crow who is flying around the arena. It flies right to the tope rope on the ring. The three men stare at it. The crow looks around. The Three men begin to slowly make their way to the crow, but the crow flies away and back up to the rafters. As it approaches the rafters, it lands on the shoulder of the same man from the video. The crowd goes crazy and cheers loudly. The lights then go out again for a few seconds and come back on. We see now that the man and the crow have vanished. Back in the ring, Astaroth and the Cartel look puzzled as we go to commercial.
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Ayngar grabs a mic with a translator on it. He begins to speak as the crowd boos him.
Ayngar: For those of you who may be watching R.R.A.T.S for the first time, my name is Ayngar of Cygnus. I was a fighter in the Earth vs. Cygnus War in the mid 21st century. As you can tell by my entrance music entitled "American Idiot", I am a hater of all things from Earth. I am a fighter who believes in victory at any cost. I hate anything earthling and promise to squash anyone from Earth who dares to cross my path. I vow to wreak havoc on the.....
Just then, the jumbo tron kicks on. Ayngar looks up at the tron and begins to laugh. He looks as if he recognizes what's on the screen.
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Ayngar: That's right. Not sure who planned that bit of footage, but that is exactly what I did to Earth during the Galactic Wars. HAHAHAHAHAHAH!
Then the lights go out and the tron kicks on again. This time Ayngar looks disturbed. He begins to yell.
Ayngar: No, not this...Turn it off.
But the video plays on.
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Ayngar: That is a disgrace and a mockery of the destruction my beings faced. Who is responsible for this?
Then, music hits and Ayngar looks shocked.
The man known as Commander Sam walks through the curtain. The fans do not know what to make of him, but they begin to cheer because of their hatred toward Ayngar. Commander Sam stands on the top of the ramp smiling and waving an American flag. He stops and places the flag on his right shoulder. He salutes to the crowd then turns his attention to Ayngar. Now, a look of hatred takes over his face. He points at Ayngar who is staring in utter amazement and shock. Sam then gives Ayngar the thumbs down. Ayngar is beside himself and stumbling around the ring.
Ratlick: Oh my! It's Commander Sam, an angry young man from Earth who apparently has some unfinished business to take care of with the former Cygnus warrior. We got to go to commercial folks. We'll be right back.
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Crockett: Folks we are back. What action so far huh Ratlick?
Ratlick: Action personified indeed David. You will only see action like this on the R.R.A.T.S show and nowhere else in the galaxy. Wow! What a night so far. Anything can happen on R.R.A.T.S! We will now...
Just then, music hits and the fans immediately erupt and stand on their feet looking at the curtain.
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Crockett: Oh my goodness! You've got to be kidding me!
Ratlick: What is it David? Could it be? Is it?
The camera pans to the curtain and out walk Mister Cornette and the Midnight Express. The crowd pops in cheers and go nuts.
Ratlick: It is! Yes! Oh my God, can you believe it?
Crockett: No, I can't and I don't want to believe it.
Ratlick: I do not believe my eyes! This proves that anything can happen on a R.R.A.T.S show. Listen to this ovation David!
Cornette and the Express make their way to the ring. Cornette is carrying his trademark tennis racket and pretends like he is going to hit somebody, then pulls it back and laughs. Sweet Stan goes to shake a fans hand, but pulls his hand back and brushes his hair. The three men make their way to the ring and up the stairs. Cornette sits on the second rope and holds the top rope to allow his team to enter the ring. The Express jump through the rope and Cornette follows in. The crowd is going crazy. An attendant at ringside hands Cornette a mic. Cornette goes back to the center of the ring and goes to speak, but stops because the cheers are deafening. He puts the mic back down and looks around with a huge smile on his face. The crowd starts chanting CORNETTE! CORNETTE! He goes to say something again, but the crowd only gets louder. Cornette again puts the mic down and laughs. He looks over at the Express who are smiling and clapping along. Sweet Stan begins to bow at Cornette. Cornette smiles and tells him to stop.
Ratlick: He can't get a word in David. Listen to this crowd.
Crockett: I really don't know what they are cheering about.
Ratlick: Fans in attendance, fans who are watching at home, and the whole entire wrestling world has to be in utter amazement right now of what they are witnessing on this program tonight.
Cornette finally puts the mic back up to his lips.
Cornette: So this is what a real wrestling ring feels like huh?
The crowd pops loudly and continue to chant CORNETTE! CORNETTE!
Ratlick: You bet it is Cornette! My God! This is unbelievable!
Cornette looks over at the announce table and locks eyes with David Crockett.
Cornette: (waving) Hey Crockett. Good to see ya. Hey David, there's a phone call for you in the back. It's Torin Caelum.
There is a mix of cheers and OOOHHHH's from the crowd. Some people can be seen laughing along with the Express and Cornette. Crockett looks disgusted.
Ratlick: Oh Boy!
Crockett: Here we go. Brace yourselves.
Cornette: Naw, really Dave I missed you. I missed you so much. I mean, last time you and I were together it was like the sinking of the Titanic. The Express and I were looking around for life vests and waiting for women and children to get on life boats first. And low and behold, didn't we not see your balding head pushing some poor kid overboard to get on one.
Crockett: You bet Cornette! I was smart.
Cornette: Look at him boys. Chest all pumped up. Head all shiny.
The crowd laughs along with the Express.
Cornette: I mean, Crockett's head looks like a relief map for the planet Venus. . . or maybe Ur-anis.
The crowd continues to laugh and Cornette can't help himself.
Ratlick: Boy, I think you two didn't play well together on the playground huh David?
Crockett: Great, now you.
Cornette: Okay, okay enough of that. On to bigger and better things. And being a part of R.R.A.T.S is bigger and better indeed.
The crowd pops and chants ring out, R.R.A.T.S! R.R.A.T.S!
Cornette: I mean look around boys. 10,000 plus in a sold out theatre. Pyro, music, effects, I mean, this is how you do it. I never thought in my wildest dreams that we would be standing on this side of the fence. I never dreamed that we would have the opportunity that we have at this moment. To be a part of a successful and legitimate wrestling company like this. This is truly the cream of the crop, and now the whole galaxy will see what Mister Cornette and the Midnight Express are made of.
Just then, music hits and Cornette and the Express get serious as they look at the curtain.
Crockett: Well, it looks like business is about to pick up here Ratlick as the tag team champions arrive on the scene.
Ratlick: Right you are David. Looks like the fun and games will be coming to an end as the House of Blood are in the building. Let’s see what they have to say.
The camera pans to the curtain and out walks the R.R.A.T.S tag team champions, Torrero and El Dominico.
Torerro: Can it already you son-a-ma-gun. In case you are wondering who we are..We are the R.R.A.T.S tag team champions. Which translates..the champions of all the land masses that protrude among the sea level also known as the continents that shoot through the stratosphere and spin through the gravitational pull down to the silky milky way and into this very arena. What does that all mean? House of Blood are the champions of the whole freakin' galaxy. Now who are you?
The crowd boos loudly. Cornette and the Express are squinting their eyes at the House of Blood. Cornette speaks back.
Cornette: What in the bloody hell did you just say?
Torrero: I said...
Cornette: No, I heard you the first time mumble something ridiculous and downright stupid, but I am more concerned with the fact that your asses just interrupted me and asked who the hell we are.
The crowd pops and laughs.
Ratlick: HAHAHAH!
Crockett: He's hilarious right?
Cornette: Well, I have to admit we may be out of sorts here in R.R.A.T.S, but let me get acclimated real quick here. You two want introductions? Well, here you go son... We are the men's threat and the lady's pets, where what you see is what you get, but what you don't see is even better yet. We look good and feel even better....we make a burlap sack look like a cashmere sweater. And as for me...I am the man with the power, the man of the hour, too sweet to be sour..Mister Freakin' Cornette... And along side of me are the step brothers from separate mothers. Hailing from every guys nightmare and every ladies dreams..The Midnight Express!!!!
The crowd goes crazy and the House of Blood stomp around.
Cornette: Now, you two want to stick your noses in Express business? Well boys...here it is....We hear that there is this thing here called Saturday Night's Main Event...Well, boys...it is time to put up or shut up. Next Saturday, you guys put those belts on the line against the Midnight Express.
The crowd goes nuts.
Ratlick: Oh my! Cornette is getting mighty comfortable real quick going right after the champs.
Torrero: You want us? Then...how do you say?......YOU'RE ON!!!
Ratlick: I don't believe it. The House of Blood will defend the titles against the Midnight Express at Saturday Night's Main Event. What an impact made here tonight by Cornette and his men.
Crockett: Wonderful!
Ratlick: Ah come on David..Smile! We'll be right back with more R.R.A.T.S action so stay with us.
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After the match, Silver is attacked from behind by Ricken Prince. Prince unleashes a rage of fury on Silver beating him to the mat. He goes to put on the Bow to the Prince, but the ref jumps in and saves Silver.
Ratlick: Ricken is out of control. He is trying to end the career once and for all of Sampson Silver. This is despicable. Thank God for the ref.
Crockett: This feud had just about boiled over here Ratlick after months of matches that have gone back and forth.
Security races in and grabs Prince. Prince is trying to fight them off to no avail.
Ratlick: Well, I will tell you what. These two will settle the score once and for all at Saturday Night's Main Event David.
Crockett: That event is taking shape and should be very exciting for our fans. We got to take a break as security tries to get control of things. We will be back with our main event of the evening.
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Ratlick: Well, the former champ was all business tonight David especially after losing the title back to Jack Hood at the Judgment Day PPV.
Crockett: Right you are boss. I have known Keller a long time and I would bet my transport that he will be gunning for Hood once again.
KO Keller goes to leave the ring, but stops in his tracks as music hits.
Ratlick: Well, we may not have to wait until there is a next time because next time might be right now.
Crockett: That's right, the new R.R.A.T.S heavyweight champion Jack Hood is here.
Hood steps from beyond the curtain. The crowd boos as he stands with the title draped over his shoulder looking around at the crowd.
Ratlick: For those of you that have been living in a cave somewhere, this is Jack Hood. He stands taller than most and is thinner than the average competitor in the federation. He is of the Globin race. The Globins do not feel pain, nor do they age at a standard pace. In fact, their aging process is exceptionally slower than the average. Many that come from the Southern Globule who have lived healthy, conservative lifestyles have been recorded as living up to 300 years of age. On the opposite end of the conservative spectrum is Jack Hood. The brawler saw his share of battles, none of them less than brutal.
Crockett: He has the instincts to do bodily harm to anyone that steps foot in his path. However, Ratlick, you have done a nice job taming the wild beast within him.
Ratlick: Thank you David, but the credit is all his. Listen to these fans...They love to hate the champ.
The camera fixes on Hood who stands at the top of the ramp, then slowly walks to the ring as he speaks.
Hood: (talking to the crowd) Have ye all been enjoying da show thus far.
The crowd cheers in acknowledgement.
Hood: Me reckoned so. But as me look into da ring right now...Me ask meself....What tis all this, then? A former champion closing out da show.
Keller grabs a mic .
Keller: Figures you would interrupt, Jack. You ask why am I closing out the show especially since I am a former champ? Well, let me ask you this. I want to know why these people have been getting treated to the most pathetic heavyweight champion in the galaxy. You! And you call yourself the champ huh? If it weren't for you using a foreign object to win, then the shoe would be on the other foot still.
Hood: Aye KO! Well lad, the answer is simple. Me dun like ye, never have. Ye not championship material boyo.
Crowd boos
Hood: So me have dun decided that ye do not deserve to be in da title hunt anymore! Me sickened by having to battle ye and only ye. For me, it is getting a bit stale.
Keller: You fool! I am the king of hardcore, the king of the underground. You are afraid because you cannot hold a candle to me.
Hood: Me am afraid ye say? Nah boyo.
Hood steps in the ring, and looks ready to fight. Keller puts up his fists and crouches ready to fight. Hood looks Keller over, but instead takes a stance of calm, and smiles.
Hood: Ye want to fight, eh? Well, so do me, boyo.
Just then, music hits.
Crockett: Well, it looks like someone else wants to crash the party huh Ratlick?
Ratlick: Toro Moldavo is here and he does not look happy.
Moldavo: Look at the two of you. Making the decisions about the world title. The two of you have been back and forth for a half a year now. Now, I may be no fan of Hood, but I can tell you this. I agree with him for once.
Ratlick: What is he talking about?
Moldavo: You see, like you Jack. I too am sick and tired of watching you two go at it. I think it is time that someone new steps up and makes a challenge.
Moldavo begins to make his way to the ring and continues to talk.
Moldavo: At Saturday Night's Main Event. Why don't we make it a Triple Threat Match for the R.R.A.T.S title?
The crowd goes crazy and a huge pop echoes through the arena.
Hood: Aye lad. Look at ye, ye wild boyo. Want a piece of da action do ye? Tired of playing second fiddle are ye? New blood always gets me excited.
Keller: Stay out of this Toro.
Moldavo: No KO! You listen for once. You and I go way back. We both left the SGL together. You came here and I went on to teach younger talent the business. I was out of the ring for far to long. Missing the action. Missing the excitement. The roar of the fans. The competition. Then, I get a call from that man over there (pointing at Ratlick) telling me I still had some gas left in the tank. And right he was. I came to R.R.A.T.S 3 months ago and have done nothing but play second fiddle to you. Watching you get the title and the title shots. But not anymore KO. Look, I don't like Hood anymore than you do. But I am a competitor who wants to compete and excel at the highest level. And if that means I have to go through you too..then so be it.
Keller: Toro, this is not the time. I am rightfully in place to receive my return title shot. This right now does not concern you.
Hood: Well, just a darn minute here boyos. Me am holding da gold right here. And ye know what day say about da boyo with da gold? Whoever has da gold makes da rules. So me say young chaps. Da more da merrier.
Just then, unfamiliar music hits and the tron plays an unfamiliar video. The crowd stands up waiting to see who it is. We hear faint cheers of those that seem excited or recognize the music.
Crockett: I know who this is and I don't believe it! You want to talk about wrestling Gods...Well, Ratlick you are about to see one.
The curtain opens and out walks Harley Marlboro. He stands on the top of the ramp and looks at the crowd.
Ratlick: Listen to this crowd. What else can possibly happen tonight David? Are you kidding me? First, Cornettte and the Express and now this. The former SGL Heavyweight Champion. HANDSOME HARLEY MARLBORO HAS ARRIVED IN R.R.A.T.S!
Marlboro strolls down the aisle and makes his way into the ring. Now, all 4 men stand in the ring staring each other up and down. Marlboro grabs a mic.
Marlboro: Surprise!!!
The crowd chants HARLEY! HARLEY! Marlboro smirks and begins to talk.
Marlboro: Well, look at what we have here. The man I beat for the SGL title and ran out of town. A judo fighting wannabe wrestler with about as much charisma as an old lady in a bingo hall. And a skinny, metal mouth, circus sideshow freak holding a belt that seems to be a bit big for his britches.
The crowd laughs as the other three men do not look amused.
Marlboro: You see, what you have standing right in front of you is a wrestling GOD! Born from the blood of a wrestling legend! The Excellence of Execution! The Analytical Crippler! The symbol of excellence in this very sport! You are looking, my friends, at a wrestling machine! So I say this. Let’s make this a Fatal 4 Way for the World Title at Saturday Night's Main Event. Shall we?
All four men stare at each other. Just then, Ratlick grabs a mic and begins to speak.
Ratlick: Wait a minute! Wait a minute! This cannot happen like this. You see, I like what you are thinking Harley. But an event like that... a fatal 4 way can't happen on mainstream holovision. No! An event like that is PPV in the making. But I will say this. I have a great idea. You all want to mix it up. Then fine. We will do it this way. At Saturday Night's Main Event, it will be the team of KO Keller and Toro Moldavo versus Handsome Harley Marlboro and the R.R.A.T.S Heavyweight Champion, Jack Hood. Now that's big money in a nut shell.
The crowd goes crazy and the four men continue to stare at each other. Jack Hood looks Harley up and down and Harley does the same. As does Keller and Moldavo as the show comes to an end.
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The camera is outside in the sky overlooking the M45 Theatre. It begins to quickly pan down and push its way through the front entrance. The camera swings by fans who are in the lobby. They are cheering into the camera as it swings by them. The camera stops and turns right to the entrance to the arena seating. The camera flies down the steps passing by fans who are cheering. The camera swings its way up to the ring then pans to the wrestlers entrance and jumbo tron.
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After the pyro, the camera pans around the arena showing 10,000 plus fans in attendance. The camera pans down to ringside where we see David Crockett IV sitting at a table.
Crockett IV: Hello and welcome to the one and only wrestling program in the galaxy, Ratlicks Reality Action and Thrills Spectacular. We are coming to you live straight from the bosom of the Seven Sisters Cluster at the M45 Theatre on the planet Pleiades and on a brand new channel associated with Septivision Inc. We are so excited to be right here with you all tonight as you get ready to enjoy R.R.A.T.S programming directly in your living rooms. So much has happened in the last few months involving another wrestling promotion that just couldn't compete against the #1 program in the galaxy R.R.A.T.S. This is where true heroes come to make an impact in wrestling and sports entertainment. We guarantee that you will have a once in a lifetime viewing experience that you will never forget. The wrestlers in the back are highly trained and put their bodies on the line to make sure you the fans are satisfied. Without further a due, I would like to introduce you all to the owner and CEO of R.R.A.T.S and my commentary partner, Mr. Ratlick!!!
The crowd goes crazy as Ratlick makes his way down the ramp. He shakes a few hands of members of the crowd and walks around the ring to the announce table. He shakes Crockett's hand, grabs his head set, and sits down.
Ratlick: WELCOME EVERYONE TO PLEIADES!!! WELCOME TO THE M45 THEATRE!!! AND WELCOME TO RATLICK'S REALITY ACTION and THRILLS SPECTACULAR!!!
The crowd goes crazy and David Crockett IV smiles and pats Ratlick on the back.
Ratlick: As David has already mentioned, so much has happened to me in the past few months...I am like a kid in a candy store David. We have made so many decisions to better our video library, squashed the competition, brought more exciting new superstars, and switched to a more galactic level holovision company. Things couldn't get any better than this.
Just then, the lights in the arena go out.
Crockett: Oh boy, you know what this means Ratlick.
Ratlick: I sure do David, the phenom of the R.R.A.T.S, ASTAROTH is here to start things off.
Astaroth vs. Pizza the Hut
Astaroth defeated Pizza the Hut with an UNFORGIVEN at 2:44
Astaroth defeated Pizza the Hut with an UNFORGIVEN at 2:44
Astaroth rolls Pizza out of the ring. He grabs a mic from the ringside attendant. The crowd is booing him very loudly. He looks around slowly at the fans. Then, he slowly raises the mic to his lips.
Astaroth: There is only one born a generation. One man, born amongst the Primeval people of M33, whose birthright is to lead the Primevals. One man who is able to draw upon the Primeval power of the M33 galaxy. He is to be honored, respected, and feared. Astaroth is this man. I am in contact with the spiritual world. The spirits guide me and lead me to my ultimate destiny. The spirits summoned me to betray my people. And now, I lead the forces of the Primevals nemesis. We are known as The Cartel.
Just then, the lights go out and a single white light shines on the curtain. Two men come from behind the curtain and walk down the aisle to the ring. They enter the ring and kneel before Astaroth. Astaroth places both hands on their heads.
Astaroth: Palecai Sorm and Darsincor. You are now part of my Cartel. You will obey my every command. You will serve me in solitude from now and until the end of time. Beings will fear you. Like me, your names will be spoken only in whispers. Others before you have failed to serve me and it led to their death. Eric Draven was one just man who could not complete his mission.
The Eric Draven character derives from the James O' Barr comics
Astaroth removes his hands from their heads and the two men stand up and move behind Astaroth. Astaroth then looks directly into the camera.
Astaroth: Draven....At the Judgment Day PPV..the body that was thrown in that casket died a quicken sudden death. You left me no other choice. When you placed your hands upon Astaroth, you sealed your fate at a single moment. The shining star that was your future has become a dismal light. I crushed you and threw your soul into eternal darkness.
Welcome to Hell and the demon that will lead you into eternal damnation. Draven! You disappointed me. Now, you must walk straight through the fires of hell to face your demons! May the hounds of hell eat your rotting soul! May you....
Just then, the lights go out in the arena and lightning flashes fill the arena. The jumbo tron plays a video as Astaroth and the Cartel look on.
After the video, Astaroth and the Cartel look around. Just then, from the rafters, the camera spots a black crow who is flying around the arena. It flies right to the tope rope on the ring. The three men stare at it. The crow looks around. The Three men begin to slowly make their way to the crow, but the crow flies away and back up to the rafters. As it approaches the rafters, it lands on the shoulder of the same man from the video. The crowd goes crazy and cheers loudly. The lights then go out again for a few seconds and come back on. We see now that the man and the crow have vanished. Back in the ring, Astaroth and the Cartel look puzzled as we go to commercial.
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Ayngar vs. Jawa
Ayngar defeated Jawa with a BUSTED at 2:13
Ayngar defeated Jawa with a BUSTED at 2:13
Ayngar grabs a mic with a translator on it. He begins to speak as the crowd boos him.
Ayngar: For those of you who may be watching R.R.A.T.S for the first time, my name is Ayngar of Cygnus. I was a fighter in the Earth vs. Cygnus War in the mid 21st century. As you can tell by my entrance music entitled "American Idiot", I am a hater of all things from Earth. I am a fighter who believes in victory at any cost. I hate anything earthling and promise to squash anyone from Earth who dares to cross my path. I vow to wreak havoc on the.....
Just then, the jumbo tron kicks on. Ayngar looks up at the tron and begins to laugh. He looks as if he recognizes what's on the screen.
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Ayngar: That's right. Not sure who planned that bit of footage, but that is exactly what I did to Earth during the Galactic Wars. HAHAHAHAHAHAH!
Then the lights go out and the tron kicks on again. This time Ayngar looks disturbed. He begins to yell.
Ayngar: No, not this...Turn it off.
But the video plays on.
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Ayngar: That is a disgrace and a mockery of the destruction my beings faced. Who is responsible for this?
Then, music hits and Ayngar looks shocked.
The man known as Commander Sam walks through the curtain. The fans do not know what to make of him, but they begin to cheer because of their hatred toward Ayngar. Commander Sam stands on the top of the ramp smiling and waving an American flag. He stops and places the flag on his right shoulder. He salutes to the crowd then turns his attention to Ayngar. Now, a look of hatred takes over his face. He points at Ayngar who is staring in utter amazement and shock. Sam then gives Ayngar the thumbs down. Ayngar is beside himself and stumbling around the ring.
Ratlick: Oh my! It's Commander Sam, an angry young man from Earth who apparently has some unfinished business to take care of with the former Cygnus warrior. We got to go to commercial folks. We'll be right back.
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Crockett: Folks we are back. What action so far huh Ratlick?
Ratlick: Action personified indeed David. You will only see action like this on the R.R.A.T.S show and nowhere else in the galaxy. Wow! What a night so far. Anything can happen on R.R.A.T.S! We will now...
Just then, music hits and the fans immediately erupt and stand on their feet looking at the curtain.
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Crockett: Oh my goodness! You've got to be kidding me!
Ratlick: What is it David? Could it be? Is it?
The camera pans to the curtain and out walk Mister Cornette and the Midnight Express. The crowd pops in cheers and go nuts.
Ratlick: It is! Yes! Oh my God, can you believe it?
Crockett: No, I can't and I don't want to believe it.
Ratlick: I do not believe my eyes! This proves that anything can happen on a R.R.A.T.S show. Listen to this ovation David!
Cornette and the Express make their way to the ring. Cornette is carrying his trademark tennis racket and pretends like he is going to hit somebody, then pulls it back and laughs. Sweet Stan goes to shake a fans hand, but pulls his hand back and brushes his hair. The three men make their way to the ring and up the stairs. Cornette sits on the second rope and holds the top rope to allow his team to enter the ring. The Express jump through the rope and Cornette follows in. The crowd is going crazy. An attendant at ringside hands Cornette a mic. Cornette goes back to the center of the ring and goes to speak, but stops because the cheers are deafening. He puts the mic back down and looks around with a huge smile on his face. The crowd starts chanting CORNETTE! CORNETTE! He goes to say something again, but the crowd only gets louder. Cornette again puts the mic down and laughs. He looks over at the Express who are smiling and clapping along. Sweet Stan begins to bow at Cornette. Cornette smiles and tells him to stop.
Ratlick: He can't get a word in David. Listen to this crowd.
Crockett: I really don't know what they are cheering about.
Ratlick: Fans in attendance, fans who are watching at home, and the whole entire wrestling world has to be in utter amazement right now of what they are witnessing on this program tonight.
Cornette finally puts the mic back up to his lips.
Cornette: So this is what a real wrestling ring feels like huh?
The crowd pops loudly and continue to chant CORNETTE! CORNETTE!
Ratlick: You bet it is Cornette! My God! This is unbelievable!
Cornette looks over at the announce table and locks eyes with David Crockett.
Cornette: (waving) Hey Crockett. Good to see ya. Hey David, there's a phone call for you in the back. It's Torin Caelum.
There is a mix of cheers and OOOHHHH's from the crowd. Some people can be seen laughing along with the Express and Cornette. Crockett looks disgusted.
Ratlick: Oh Boy!
Crockett: Here we go. Brace yourselves.
Cornette: Naw, really Dave I missed you. I missed you so much. I mean, last time you and I were together it was like the sinking of the Titanic. The Express and I were looking around for life vests and waiting for women and children to get on life boats first. And low and behold, didn't we not see your balding head pushing some poor kid overboard to get on one.
Crockett: You bet Cornette! I was smart.
Cornette: Look at him boys. Chest all pumped up. Head all shiny.
The crowd laughs along with the Express.
Cornette: I mean, Crockett's head looks like a relief map for the planet Venus. . . or maybe Ur-anis.
The crowd continues to laugh and Cornette can't help himself.
Ratlick: Boy, I think you two didn't play well together on the playground huh David?
Crockett: Great, now you.
Cornette: Okay, okay enough of that. On to bigger and better things. And being a part of R.R.A.T.S is bigger and better indeed.
The crowd pops and chants ring out, R.R.A.T.S! R.R.A.T.S!
Cornette: I mean look around boys. 10,000 plus in a sold out theatre. Pyro, music, effects, I mean, this is how you do it. I never thought in my wildest dreams that we would be standing on this side of the fence. I never dreamed that we would have the opportunity that we have at this moment. To be a part of a successful and legitimate wrestling company like this. This is truly the cream of the crop, and now the whole galaxy will see what Mister Cornette and the Midnight Express are made of.
Just then, music hits and Cornette and the Express get serious as they look at the curtain.
Crockett: Well, it looks like business is about to pick up here Ratlick as the tag team champions arrive on the scene.
Ratlick: Right you are David. Looks like the fun and games will be coming to an end as the House of Blood are in the building. Let’s see what they have to say.
The camera pans to the curtain and out walks the R.R.A.T.S tag team champions, Torrero and El Dominico.
Torerro: Can it already you son-a-ma-gun. In case you are wondering who we are..We are the R.R.A.T.S tag team champions. Which translates..the champions of all the land masses that protrude among the sea level also known as the continents that shoot through the stratosphere and spin through the gravitational pull down to the silky milky way and into this very arena. What does that all mean? House of Blood are the champions of the whole freakin' galaxy. Now who are you?
The crowd boos loudly. Cornette and the Express are squinting their eyes at the House of Blood. Cornette speaks back.
Cornette: What in the bloody hell did you just say?
Torrero: I said...
Cornette: No, I heard you the first time mumble something ridiculous and downright stupid, but I am more concerned with the fact that your asses just interrupted me and asked who the hell we are.
The crowd pops and laughs.
Ratlick: HAHAHAH!
Crockett: He's hilarious right?
Cornette: Well, I have to admit we may be out of sorts here in R.R.A.T.S, but let me get acclimated real quick here. You two want introductions? Well, here you go son... We are the men's threat and the lady's pets, where what you see is what you get, but what you don't see is even better yet. We look good and feel even better....we make a burlap sack look like a cashmere sweater. And as for me...I am the man with the power, the man of the hour, too sweet to be sour..Mister Freakin' Cornette... And along side of me are the step brothers from separate mothers. Hailing from every guys nightmare and every ladies dreams..The Midnight Express!!!!
The crowd goes crazy and the House of Blood stomp around.
Cornette: Now, you two want to stick your noses in Express business? Well boys...here it is....We hear that there is this thing here called Saturday Night's Main Event...Well, boys...it is time to put up or shut up. Next Saturday, you guys put those belts on the line against the Midnight Express.
The crowd goes nuts.
Ratlick: Oh my! Cornette is getting mighty comfortable real quick going right after the champs.
Torrero: You want us? Then...how do you say?......YOU'RE ON!!!
Ratlick: I don't believe it. The House of Blood will defend the titles against the Midnight Express at Saturday Night's Main Event. What an impact made here tonight by Cornette and his men.
Crockett: Wonderful!
Ratlick: Ah come on David..Smile! We'll be right back with more R.R.A.T.S action so stay with us.
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Sampson Silver vs. The Zombie
Sampson Silver defeated The Zombie with a GRYPHON JAM at 3:12
Sampson Silver defeated The Zombie with a GRYPHON JAM at 3:12
After the match, Silver is attacked from behind by Ricken Prince. Prince unleashes a rage of fury on Silver beating him to the mat. He goes to put on the Bow to the Prince, but the ref jumps in and saves Silver.
Ratlick: Ricken is out of control. He is trying to end the career once and for all of Sampson Silver. This is despicable. Thank God for the ref.
Crockett: This feud had just about boiled over here Ratlick after months of matches that have gone back and forth.
Security races in and grabs Prince. Prince is trying to fight them off to no avail.
Ratlick: Well, I will tell you what. These two will settle the score once and for all at Saturday Night's Main Event David.
Crockett: That event is taking shape and should be very exciting for our fans. We got to take a break as security tries to get control of things. We will be back with our main event of the evening.
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K.O. Keller vs. Wolfman Jack
K.O. Keller defeated Wolfman Jack with THE TEN COUNT at 2:39
K.O. Keller defeated Wolfman Jack with THE TEN COUNT at 2:39
Ratlick: Well, the former champ was all business tonight David especially after losing the title back to Jack Hood at the Judgment Day PPV.
Crockett: Right you are boss. I have known Keller a long time and I would bet my transport that he will be gunning for Hood once again.
KO Keller goes to leave the ring, but stops in his tracks as music hits.
Ratlick: Well, we may not have to wait until there is a next time because next time might be right now.
Crockett: That's right, the new R.R.A.T.S heavyweight champion Jack Hood is here.
Hood steps from beyond the curtain. The crowd boos as he stands with the title draped over his shoulder looking around at the crowd.
Ratlick: For those of you that have been living in a cave somewhere, this is Jack Hood. He stands taller than most and is thinner than the average competitor in the federation. He is of the Globin race. The Globins do not feel pain, nor do they age at a standard pace. In fact, their aging process is exceptionally slower than the average. Many that come from the Southern Globule who have lived healthy, conservative lifestyles have been recorded as living up to 300 years of age. On the opposite end of the conservative spectrum is Jack Hood. The brawler saw his share of battles, none of them less than brutal.
Crockett: He has the instincts to do bodily harm to anyone that steps foot in his path. However, Ratlick, you have done a nice job taming the wild beast within him.
Ratlick: Thank you David, but the credit is all his. Listen to these fans...They love to hate the champ.
The camera fixes on Hood who stands at the top of the ramp, then slowly walks to the ring as he speaks.
Hood: (talking to the crowd) Have ye all been enjoying da show thus far.
The crowd cheers in acknowledgement.
Hood: Me reckoned so. But as me look into da ring right now...Me ask meself....What tis all this, then? A former champion closing out da show.
Keller grabs a mic .
Keller: Figures you would interrupt, Jack. You ask why am I closing out the show especially since I am a former champ? Well, let me ask you this. I want to know why these people have been getting treated to the most pathetic heavyweight champion in the galaxy. You! And you call yourself the champ huh? If it weren't for you using a foreign object to win, then the shoe would be on the other foot still.
Hood: Aye KO! Well lad, the answer is simple. Me dun like ye, never have. Ye not championship material boyo.
Crowd boos
Hood: So me have dun decided that ye do not deserve to be in da title hunt anymore! Me sickened by having to battle ye and only ye. For me, it is getting a bit stale.
Keller: You fool! I am the king of hardcore, the king of the underground. You are afraid because you cannot hold a candle to me.
Hood: Me am afraid ye say? Nah boyo.
Hood steps in the ring, and looks ready to fight. Keller puts up his fists and crouches ready to fight. Hood looks Keller over, but instead takes a stance of calm, and smiles.
Hood: Ye want to fight, eh? Well, so do me, boyo.
Just then, music hits.
Crockett: Well, it looks like someone else wants to crash the party huh Ratlick?
Ratlick: Toro Moldavo is here and he does not look happy.
Moldavo: Look at the two of you. Making the decisions about the world title. The two of you have been back and forth for a half a year now. Now, I may be no fan of Hood, but I can tell you this. I agree with him for once.
Ratlick: What is he talking about?
Moldavo: You see, like you Jack. I too am sick and tired of watching you two go at it. I think it is time that someone new steps up and makes a challenge.
Moldavo begins to make his way to the ring and continues to talk.
Moldavo: At Saturday Night's Main Event. Why don't we make it a Triple Threat Match for the R.R.A.T.S title?
The crowd goes crazy and a huge pop echoes through the arena.
Hood: Aye lad. Look at ye, ye wild boyo. Want a piece of da action do ye? Tired of playing second fiddle are ye? New blood always gets me excited.
Keller: Stay out of this Toro.
Moldavo: No KO! You listen for once. You and I go way back. We both left the SGL together. You came here and I went on to teach younger talent the business. I was out of the ring for far to long. Missing the action. Missing the excitement. The roar of the fans. The competition. Then, I get a call from that man over there (pointing at Ratlick) telling me I still had some gas left in the tank. And right he was. I came to R.R.A.T.S 3 months ago and have done nothing but play second fiddle to you. Watching you get the title and the title shots. But not anymore KO. Look, I don't like Hood anymore than you do. But I am a competitor who wants to compete and excel at the highest level. And if that means I have to go through you too..then so be it.
Keller: Toro, this is not the time. I am rightfully in place to receive my return title shot. This right now does not concern you.
Hood: Well, just a darn minute here boyos. Me am holding da gold right here. And ye know what day say about da boyo with da gold? Whoever has da gold makes da rules. So me say young chaps. Da more da merrier.
Just then, unfamiliar music hits and the tron plays an unfamiliar video. The crowd stands up waiting to see who it is. We hear faint cheers of those that seem excited or recognize the music.
Crockett: I know who this is and I don't believe it! You want to talk about wrestling Gods...Well, Ratlick you are about to see one.
The curtain opens and out walks Harley Marlboro. He stands on the top of the ramp and looks at the crowd.
Ratlick: Listen to this crowd. What else can possibly happen tonight David? Are you kidding me? First, Cornettte and the Express and now this. The former SGL Heavyweight Champion. HANDSOME HARLEY MARLBORO HAS ARRIVED IN R.R.A.T.S!
Marlboro strolls down the aisle and makes his way into the ring. Now, all 4 men stand in the ring staring each other up and down. Marlboro grabs a mic.
Marlboro: Surprise!!!
The crowd chants HARLEY! HARLEY! Marlboro smirks and begins to talk.
Marlboro: Well, look at what we have here. The man I beat for the SGL title and ran out of town. A judo fighting wannabe wrestler with about as much charisma as an old lady in a bingo hall. And a skinny, metal mouth, circus sideshow freak holding a belt that seems to be a bit big for his britches.
The crowd laughs as the other three men do not look amused.
Marlboro: You see, what you have standing right in front of you is a wrestling GOD! Born from the blood of a wrestling legend! The Excellence of Execution! The Analytical Crippler! The symbol of excellence in this very sport! You are looking, my friends, at a wrestling machine! So I say this. Let’s make this a Fatal 4 Way for the World Title at Saturday Night's Main Event. Shall we?
All four men stare at each other. Just then, Ratlick grabs a mic and begins to speak.
Ratlick: Wait a minute! Wait a minute! This cannot happen like this. You see, I like what you are thinking Harley. But an event like that... a fatal 4 way can't happen on mainstream holovision. No! An event like that is PPV in the making. But I will say this. I have a great idea. You all want to mix it up. Then fine. We will do it this way. At Saturday Night's Main Event, it will be the team of KO Keller and Toro Moldavo versus Handsome Harley Marlboro and the R.R.A.T.S Heavyweight Champion, Jack Hood. Now that's big money in a nut shell.
The crowd goes crazy and the four men continue to stare at each other. Jack Hood looks Harley up and down and Harley does the same. As does Keller and Moldavo as the show comes to an end.
?...The championship picture did indeed just get a bit heavier. That is all the time we have. Thanks for joining us tonight. Goodnight everybody! 