[The opening scene for RWA Friday Night Fury is shown... Scene shows Spawn in an interview... Scene shows Canadian Homeboy hitting the Ghetto Blaster on Montreal Kid... Scene shows Body Count and Pleasure & Paine brawling back to the locker room... Scene shows 'The Vulture' Terry Von Ruden bowing before Death Jester in the ring... Scene shows Da Messiah's interference in the Nuke-Trent Malady match... An explosion...]
[Scene opens with fire works going off in the jam-packed RWA Arena...]
[Your announcers are RWA President Kevin Zane, Analyst Wayne Reichert, and Billy Joe Bob...]
Zane: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to RWA Friday Night Fury! Welcome to the RWA Arena!
[The crowd chears wildly...]
Zane: We have a great show for you tonight with EIGHT exciting matches!
Reichert: That's right, not to mention that HUGE 25-Man Battle Royal for the vacant World Television Title, plus we have a SCAFFOLD MATCH for the World Heavyweight Championship as Nuke defends his newly won title against one of the people who helped him win the title, Kontra from Da Messiah!
Joe Bob: Nuke should be happy they helped him win that belt, because he never would of beat Trent Malady himself!
Reichert: And speaking of Trent Malady, he looks for revenge tonight as he takes on Axon Blade of Da Messiah. These two men are not strangers to each other, and they want at each other BAD!
Joe Bob: That's right, these two men have met before and every time, Malady has pulled out the vicotry... Something tells me that Axon will have something up his sleave for Malady tonight!
Zane: All those matches, plus many more... Now let's kick it over to Jason Garrison and get ready for some action!
Garrison: The following match is schedueled for one fall... Coming down the aisle at this time, weighing 245 pounds, from Parts Unknown... HellRaiser!
Zane: HellRaiser enters the ring and...
[HellRaiser climbs the turnbuckle and spits a cloud of fire...]
Joe Bob: Woa! Look out!
Reichert: HellRaiser's opponent about to make his appearance...
Garrison: And his opponent, from the Gates of Hell, weighing in at 315 pounds... Spawn!
Zane: Now here's somebody the fans like...
Reichert: Look out! Here comes HellRaiser! He attacks Spawn before he could even get to the ring!
Zane: This is totally uncalled for!
Reichert: Referee Jon Salvatore now getting in HellRaiser's face, telling him to get back in the ring...
Joe Bob: Salvatore better watch himself! You remember what happened to him at our last event...
Zane: Yea, I remember... And both Death & Destruction and Pete Stevens were fined heavily for their actions. HellRaiser's the one that had better watch himself!
Reichert: Didn't Stevens quit rather than pay the fine?
Zane: Yes, he did, and the Triple Threat has fallen to shambles. The only person who remains out of the whole group is Longshot, and he has promised bigger and badder friends to combat the Covenant of Death tonight.
Joe Bob: Should be interesting to see who Longshot comes up with...
Reichert: OK, both men are finally in the ring and we're officialy under way!
Zane: HellRaiser now taking control of the match, thanks to that sneak attack he pulled before the match even started...
Joe Bob: Hey, all's fair in love and war Zane!
>>>Fast Forward 6 Minutes>>>
Reichert: HellRaiser has been in total control of this match, but now Spawn is starting to make a comeback...
Zane: Spawn seemingly feeding off the energy from the crowd... He's back to his feet!
Reichert: Spawn now firing back with elbows to the mid-section of HellRaiser... He hits the ropes, and hits HellRaiser with a beautiful flying clothesline! This could be all...
Zane: No! Salvatore says two-count only...
Joe Bob: HellRaiser ain't gonna go down that easy!
Reichert: Spawn now climbing up to the second turnbuckle... He hits HellRaiser with a bulldog from the second turnbuckle! But he's not going for the cover... He's signaling for the Demon's Death Drop!
Zane: If he hits it, it'll be over...
Joe Bob: C'mon 'Raiser!
Reichert: Spawn scoops him up... But HellRaiser wiggles out of it!
Zane: Spawn turns around... HellRaiser swings wildly, but Spawn ducks... Now he's scooping him up!
Reichert: HellRaiser fighting to get out of it... But there it is! Demon's Death Drop by Spawn! It's over! One.. Two.. Three!
Joe Bob: He had the tights!
Garrison: The winner of the match... SPAWN!
Zane: Spawn pulls off a victory... He earned that one!
Reichert: Michael Rizzotte, take it away!
[The scene cuts to the backstage area, where Michael Rizzotte is standing with Canadian Homeboy, Dan "The Blizzard" Tucker, and MONTREAL KID?!]
Rizzotte: Homeboy, we'll get to your match with John Fucsko in a second, but what's this?! Montreal Kid?!
Canadian Homeboy: That's right Rizzotte... Kid here wised up and decided to join what's 'bout it, and that's Sinister Posse yo!
Montreal Kid: Me and Homeboy worked out our family problems... Ya know...
Canadian Homeboy: A'ight, a'ight... That's enough of that! Now... About MY match with Fucsko... Fucsko, we've met before... You know me, and I know you, yo... And tonight, if you try anything funny, The Blizzard's gonna take your ass out! Yaknowhutamsayin'?! Let's go...
Rizzotte: Canadian Homeboy and his gang on the way to the ring...
[The scene opens back up in the arena with "Been Around The World" by Puff Daddy and the Family blaring over the PA System...]
Garrison: This contest is schedueled for one fall! First, coming down the aisle, accompanied by Dan 'The Blizzard' Tucker and Montreal Kid, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing 222 pounds... Canadian Homeboy!
Zane: Will you sit down and stop dancing, Billy?!
Joe Bob: This is the stuff! I'm 'bout it! I'm 'bout it! Go Homeboy! Go Homeboy! Go Homeboy!
Zane: Sit down!
Reichert: Here comes Fucsko...
Garrison: Now, coming down the aisle, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, weighing 326 pounds, Joooooooooohn Fucsko!
Reichert: Fucsko certainley doesn't want the crowd's adulation, but he's getting it tonight...
Zane: Fucsko's in the ring, and... Who gave Homeboy the mic?!
Canadian Homeboy: OK, I know you all came here hoping to see a good match here tonight, and everybody knows that Homeboy is the only person in this league capable of giving you that...
Zane: Now that's funny...
Canadian Homeboy: I know you all were so anxiously awaiting to see the Homeboy in action here tonight, but the truth is... That's not going to happen...
Zane: What?
Reichert: He's chickenin' out!
Canadian Homeboy: That's because... Mr. Fucsko, we've known each other for a long time, and I know that you're just dying for a spot in the Sinister Posse, so here's your chance! Big man, I'm offering you a spot in the Sinister Posse... Whatta ya say, yo?!
Joe Bob: Fucsko looks impressed... I think he's gonna take Homeboy's offer!
Reichert: How 'bout this?! Fucsko is shaking hands with Canadian Homeboy! I can't believe it...
Zane: Fucsko now posing with Homeboy, and... OH MY GOD! Fucsko nearly took Homeboy's head off with that lariat!
Joe Bob: What?! What's going on here?!
Reichert: Fucsko fooled 'em all! But now here comes Montreal Kid and Dan Tucker!
Zane: But Fucsko's holding them off too! Fucsko now taking on all three of 'em... And he's cleared the ring!
Reichert: (laughing) Look at the look on Homeboy's face! He thought Fucsko was joining him! This is great!
Zane: The bell rings and this match is under way! Jon Salvatore now starting the count on Homeboy...
Joe Bob: This is outrageous! How could Fucsko do that?!
Reichert: He did it, and Homeboy better watch himself before he gets counted out...
Zane: Homeboy's back in the ring, and he gets right in Fucsko's face... Fucsko just throws him down! We know who's got the power advantage in this match...
>>>Fast Forward 11 minutes>>>
Zane: Homeboy now taking control over Fucsko, thanks to some help from Dan Tucker on the outside...
Reichert: Homeboy comes off the top... Double axhandle right between the eyes of Fucsko, but he still hasn't brought him down! Homeboy witha clothesline, and Fucsko still doesn't go down! Homeboy goes for the Ghetto Blaster, but Fucsko ducks under! Fucsko kicks him in the gut... He's setting 'em up!
Zane: STEEL CITY BOMB!
Reichert: That quick! And this match is over! One.. Two.. What's this?!
Zane: Montreal Kid and Dan Tucker are in the ring! Kid comes off the top on Fucsko with a knee! Tucker's all over Fucsko! Homeboy now holding his head and giving instructions to Kid and Tucker.
Joe Bob: Yea! This is great! Get 'em, Homeboy! They're gonna teach him not to mess with the Sinister Posse...
Zane: They're setting him up for Homeboy... OH MY GOD!
Reichert: Ghetto Blaster right to the jaw of Fucsko!
Zane: They're posing in the ring... They're real proud of themselves now! This is disgusting...
Reichert: Let's get the official word...
Garrison: The winner of the match, as a result of a disqualification, Joooooohn Fucsko!
Joe Bob: It's called payback, Zane! Live with it...
Zane: They're finally leaving the ring... Now let's get some help out here for Fucsko! Cut away from this...
[Scene shows a preview for next week's Winter Warz pay-per-view and states that Trent Malady will receive a match with whoever is the World Heavyweight Champion at that event.]
Zane: There you have it fans... Next week, the RWA's second pay-per-view event, Winter Warz, LIVE from the Toronto SkyDome in the Great White North, and at that event, Trent Malady will get his shot at whoever the World Heavyweight Champion is after tonight!
Reichert: OK, they've finally cleared the ring and we're ready for our next match...
Garrison: Our next contest, schedueled for one fall, is for the RWA World Tag Team Championship!
[Crowd pops...]
Garrison: First, the challengers... Accompanied to the ring by The Keeper, at a total combined weight of 591 pounds, Sammie 'The Leach' Curr and RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP... BODY COUNT!
Zane: Body Count making their way to the ring, and they look determined...
Reichert: The champs ready to make their entrance...
Garrison: And now, coming down the aisle, accompanied by Lucious, weighing in at a combined weight of 662 pounds... Larry Pleasure... Jerry Paine... The RWA World Tag Team Champions... Pleasurrrrrre & Paaaaaaine!
Zane: The Champs looking cocky and confident as they make their way to the ring...
Reichert: And Body Count aren't waiting for the bell! They're going right after Pleasure & Paine!
>>>Fast Forward 13 Minutes>>>
Reichert: Jerry Paine looks to be in total control of 'The Leach' right now...
Joe Bob: Oh, boy! I don't know... These teams are both great! They cheat so good! I just don't know who to side with...
Zane: Can't you be impartial for once?!
Joe Bob: No! Now leave me alone! I'm thinking...
Reichert: Paine now picking up Curr... He throws him into the ropes... Leap frog by Paine! Oh my God! Sammie goes under, hits the opposite side ropes, and comes off with a flying forearm smash on the big man... He took him off his feet! Sammie heads out to the ring apron and he's setting Paine up... Curr springboards off the ropes and goes for a dropkick, but Paine drops him right down into a power bomb... Cover!
Zane: Two count only!
Reichert: Larry Pleasure is calling for the tag and Paine now dragging Sammie to the corner. Paine makes the tag out to Larry Pleasure, who slingshots himself into the ring.
Joe Bob: Now if Pleasure & Paine win... Hmmmmm...
Zane: I'm gonna have you taken outta here in a minute!
Joe Bob: What?
Zane: Pleasure setting up the big man on the top turnbuckle... He's setting him up... No! Sammie blocks the Pleasure Wheel with a SUPER BOMB! They're both out!
Joe Bob: Oh my God... Oh my God... Oh my God...
Zane: Somebody get him some water! Can we concentrate on the match please?!
Reichert: Sammie fighting his way to the corner, and so is Pleasure... They both make tags and the big men are in the ring! Jerry Paine getting ready to face off with RIP for the first time in this match...
Zane: Wait a second! The Keeper's up on the apron... Rich Dengler trying to get him down, and here comes Cpl. Punishment from the back! RIP and Paine face-to-face in the ring... Cpl. Punishment's in the ring!
Reichert: Oooooo... Punishment just hit a low blow on Paine, and RIP executes the Rest In Pieces!
Zane: Cpl. Punishment squirms out of the ring and Dengler's back on duty... We got a cover in the ring!
Reichert: One... Two... Three!
Zane: RIP just pinned Jerry Paine! We got new champions!
Garrison: The winnners of the match... And NEW RWA World Tag Team Champions... Sammie Curr and RIIIIIIIIP... BODY COUNT!
Joe Bob: That's it... I've made a decison... I'm gonna go with... Body Count!
Zane: Ugh... Let's go to Michael Rizzotte...
[The scene once again cuts to the back where Michael Rizzotte is standing with Longshot...]
Rizzotte: OK, guys... Michael Rizzotte here, and I'm standing with Longshot who was really left out in the cold...
Longshot: Hey, Mikey... How ya doin'?!
Rizzotte: It's Michael... And I'm doing good... Enjoying a great night of action...
Longshot: Yea, yea, whatever... What I wanna talk about right now is the Triple Threat... Or should I say, what used to be the Triple Threat. The Triple Threat's DEAD! Let's see... We had Deadpool. Wow. Some skinny little punk going around saying "I'm the mercenary, I'm the mercenary!" Well, I'll tell you what you are now, Deadpool, and that's UNEMPLOYED! Your ass is out the door! Then ya got Pete 'The Mangler' Stevens... This guy was the biggest go-nowhere, no-talent I've ever seen! I'll admit right now that I was stupid for bringing him into MY stable! Then you got Deathstrike and Shatterstar... Another couple of go-nowhere losers! They couldn't even cut it against those Death & Destruction losers! Well we're not gonna have to worry about those guys anymore, are we?
Rizzotte: I guess not...
Longshot: That's right! Because I've got some new guys who are BIGGER and BADDER than those losers ever could be! And Death Jester... Remember this... It always takes a Longshot to win! Let's go boys...
[Three large men walk out with Longshot, and one shoves Michael Rizzotte out of the way...]
Rizzotte: Hey! Longshot just walked outta here with three other HUGE guys... Ahd they're on their way to the ring!
[The scene opens with Longshot and three men walking down the aisle as "Hersey" by Nine Inch Nails blares over the PA system...]
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