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Live from: Jobing.com Arena in Glendale, AZ Sunday, July 13th, 2008 - 8:00 GMT 'Down and Out' by Tantric ::PA System:: "THE ONLY CARD YOU'LL NEED IS THE ACE OF SPADES, THE ACE OF SPADES" :Coors: I wish I had something to eat. [The screne comes to life with scenes of things you would see in a casino, blackjack, cards, slot machines with coins spilling out. Than you see Vinny Vegas winning at a poker table with a huge amount of chips infront of him. All of the people at the table are men. Vegas suddenly throws his chips in the air and beats the crap out of all the people playing poker against him. It cuts to a scene where Vinny is walking from the casino with bags of money and two sexy girls. And then scenes of wrestling.] :Piper: I'd eat both of them :Coors: You're a cannonbal! :Piper: It's Cann-Ii-bal, you dolt, and ...uh... Nevermind. [As the music and the screen come to life, Vinny walks out with two showgirls dressed with fancy colors. They are on either side of him, hooking his arm, and holding two bags of what could be money. He simply walks out to the ring with the girls with his head held high, with a cocky smirk on his face. At the ramp he makes out with one of the girls and enters the ring and proceeds to the corner and steps on the second rope turnbuckle, raising his fist in the air and chucking his dice into the crowd. Finally in the ring, Vegas is handed a microphone and stands in the middle of the ring to admire the huge crowd. After a moment he raises the microphone to his mouth.] :Vinny Vegas: Anna and Kayla, you may be excused now babes. [The two showgirls set the bags down and leave up the ramp together. The crowd is starting to boo him for making the two women leave.] :Vinny Vegas: Well it's the revival of Anarchy Wrestling, and I'm glad to say when you have a superstar of my caliber on your roster, your going to blow past a fucking revival. Your going to be catapulted to the god damn top. My family lived and breathed wrestling their entire existence, my father missed my very birth to be at a wrestling Pay-Per-View to defend his title. I wouldn't blame him. I probably would make the same choice if I was in the same situation. Championship gold and all that money is more important than watching your wife push a kid out. I am the continuation of his legacy, and the legacy of my grandfather. A third generation superstar, a Scion... :Coors: Is my beer gone? :Piper: unh-Jeh...WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU ASKING ME FOR?? You've got the cooler right next to you! :Coors: Oh yeeeaaa. [The crowd is chanting "Shut the F*** up!" Repeatedly. Vegas simply smirks and shakes his head.] :Vinny Vegas: You people obviously don't understand. This company needs me. You people need me. Your ignorant boos are going to replaced with the bandwagon cheers really soon when I become the top superstar on the sad thing of a roster. I am the Scion, I am the Great Gambler. I am Vinny Vegas...I was gonna be nice and give out this money... but since you all want to jeer, and boo...Then I've only gt TWO WOOOOOOOORRRRRDS FOR YOU......Fuck You. :Coors: I''ll take it! :Piper: It's probably just paper mache` [Vinny drops the mic and picks up his bags as he walks to the ropes and is about to step out as the crowd boos the shit out of him when...] :Piper: Jeez that guy got real annoying real quick... :PA System: "AND IF YOU WANNA STEP UP STEP UP!!! YOU'RE GONNA GET KNOCKED DOWN!" :Coors: NO WAY! :Piper: I KNOW THAT SONG! :Coors: Really? I don't.... I listen to music....er something... :Piper: You're drunk aren't you? :Coors: Yes... No.... Maybe...I don't Know... I'mma Pick E! :Piper: What in blazes is E? :Coors: Uhhh...the other one? [The crowd erupts and damn near explodes the entire arena as none other than Ben Morrigan walks out to the ring while Drowning Pool's Step up shakes the foundation of the Jobing.com arena. Vinny Vegas just stands angrily shaking his head at the interruption.] :Coors: Is this for real? Am I drunk? :Piper: Yes, and Yes! That's really Morrigan and he doesn't look like the last time we seen him. In fact quite the opposite. He looks sober, unlike my inebriated friend over here... and itching to fight! :Coors: Who's Ineb...Ine....Aw drunk it, I'm fuck anyway not what you guy said. [Morrigan plays to the crowd a little] :Vegas: (Interrupting Morrigan's taunting) Who the fuck are you? :Morrigan: I am the ultraviolent messiah, I am the man who placed this company on his back and carried it through all that its been through. I am back, and sober. I am Morrigan, former North American Champion, and future Heavyweight Champion. While as for You sir... You are standing in my ring, and I would return the question of who are you, but you already answered it with your boring five minute speech about who you are and why you're here. :Vegas: (Interrupts Morrigan again) Well Fan-fuckin-tastic. We all know who I am, and we all know who you think you are... but I got news for your shaggy headed ass. I'm the only one around here with a future, let alone a future as the Heavyweight Champion. Got that? :Morrigan: (Nods his head, with a coy smile.) :Piper: These two are lobbying for positions to get to that still vacant :Heavyweight title Jim. :Coors: I noticed. :Piper: My question is what makes either of them think they can take Kaige's place. Do they really think they're that good? :Morrigan: I tell you what, If you think you're so good spunky, why don't we settle this in two weeks. When Anarchy moves to it's new time slot... One on one... You, and me... :PA System: "WE RUN IT! You know ya actin like ya don't know." :Piper: I was wondering when he'd show up. :Coors: Alexander in the HIZZOUUUUUSSSEEE! Whooooo-Zaaaa. :Piper: .... Where do you get this shit? Scott Kid? [Aleander Caine is standing oon the ramp as the crowd mies it's reaction.] :Vegas: Now who the...oh wait... nevermind. :Aleaxnder: That's right nevermind... I'm the boss around here and you would do well to remember that. Now seeing as You're not gonna believe what he was about to say... I'll go ahead skip through the bs, and pleasantries and get right to it. :Coors: I DON'T BELIEVE YOU! :Piper: You beer swelling boob, You don't even know what he was gonna say. :Coors: Hold on... I'm not drunk enough. [Morrigan just stands there with his smile as he leans into a corner. Vegas eyes him carefully, then looks back to Aleander. As Vinny looks away Morrigan slides out of the ring and exits through the crowd.] :Coors: Where's he goin? :Piper: ... I don't know Jimmy. :Coors: Hold up... I'm the drunkered one. Maybe I should be the roadcaster :Piper: One, you are. and Two, IT'S BROADCASTER ASSCAMEL! :Coors: Wait... I'm supposed too be doin this roadcaster thing...*Kills his umpteenth beer and crushes the can on his forehead*....Wait what thing? Drinking? :Alexander: It's gonna be Vincent Vegas, and Ben Morrigan... One on One... Stipulation still to be announced... fighting in TWO WEEKS... on ALL NIGHT ACTION... for the HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE! :Piper & Coors: WHAT?! :Piper: Did he just say what I think he said? :Coors: I said he thinks what I thought I just said. Liquor :Alexander: Thank you...and FUCK OFF! [Alexander leaves as his music begins playing and Vegas turns to say something to Morrigan who is taunting him with two little birdies from the crowd. Vegas spots him and takes off after him.] :Coors: Hey, What abou...Fuck that. [Jim Coors stumbles away from the announce table and staggers into the ring grabbing the two bags and falling, literally back out f the ring with them. He makes it back to the announce table and opens the bags to reveal... paper Mache` and shredded newspaper.] :Coors: Awwwwww.....He's a LIAR! :Piper: Told ya so. :Coors: I don't like that guy. :Piper: I think I just had a change of heart about the man. |
