The scene opens to show an
empty arena. Suddenly The arena lights go out and a lone spotlight shines
through out the arena. The spotlight finally rests at the ring entrance and few
seconds later bright gold pyro shoots down from the roof, once the pyro is done,
Falcon finally steps into the arena and slowly heads to the ring, with Tiny by
his side. Falcon circles the ring once before sliding in, as Tiny steps over the
top rope. Once Falcon is in the ring he climbs a turnbuckle and poses for the
"fans". Falcon then steps off the turnbuckle and heads to the center of the
ring, where Tiny is standing. Tiny hands Falcon a microphone.
FALCON: How is everyone here
tonight in Phoenix Arizona?
Falcon pauses for a moment,
seemingly waiting for a reply from the empty arena. After a few moments of
awkward silence Falcon continues.
FALCON: Why is that Mick Foley can
get a reaction with lines like that and I can't? Ah who cares. I am out here
tonight to introduce the world to the man, the myth, the legend. Yes folks you
got it right the first time. Please allow me to introduce to you "the Icon"
Chris Conroy.
The lights go dim and white
strobe lights come to life as fog flows from the fans set up next to the
entrance-way. "One Man Army": blasts over the P.A. system and a midget dressed
as Chris Conway steps out slowly onto the stage. He slowly raises both hands to
the air and surveys the crowd. The Midget Conway continues his trip to the ring
and slides in the ring. He walks to the opposite turnbuckle, climbs the middle
rope, and raises his arms into the air. Before climbing back down and walking
over to Falcon. The two shake hands, then Falcon continues on the microphone.
FALCON: Now Chris, you and I have
a match this Tuesday on Juiced, do you have any last comments?
Falcon lowers the microphone to
the midget's level and then quickly pulls it away before the midget has a chance
to respond.
FALCON: Didn't think so. Well
anyway when the two of us meet in the ring do you honestly believe you can beat
me?
Falcon once again lowers the
microphone to the midget's level and once again quickly pulls it away.
FALCON: You sure don't have a lot
to say do you Chris?
For the third time Falcon
lowers the microphone to the midget, this time as Falcon tries to lift the
microphone the midget kick him in the shin and takes the microphone.
MIDGET: Actually I have a fair bit to say. It's
just that most of the time I don't make much sense.
The Midget then shakes his head
and tosses the microphone back to Falcon. Falcon catches the microphone with
ease and glares at the midget.
FALCON: Now Chris that was not a
very nice thing to do. Do you know what happens to people who are not nice to
me?
The Midget shakes his head as
Tiny moves himself behind him.
FALCON: Tiny why don't you show
him for me.
Tiny then kicks the midget in
the back, sending the little guy right into Falcon. Falcon the drops the
Microphone and helps the midget back to his feet. Falcon then pushes the midget
back into Tiny who grabs him and Power bombs him to the mat. Falcon then
casually lays on top of the midget as Tiny makes the count 1..2..3. Falcon then
gets up and celebrates as if he had just won a world Championship. As Falcon is
celebrating Tiny pick up the microphone and hands it back to Falcon.
FALCON: Hey big man, did you see
how easy that was? One move and Chris was out. How he ever managed to share a
win with me I'll never know. How am I suppose to take a guy seriously if he
can't even survive a single power bomb? I guess I'll find out this Tuesday at
Juiced. What do you say we get out of here for now?
Falcon and Tiny then leave the
ring as a couple of medics run down and check on the midget.
!!!FADE!!! |