The Dawning... of a New ERA!!
* Mr. Entertainment RP for C01.
(((FADE IN to a brilliant white screen. A deep, resonant voice speaks to us, and as they do the image on the screen changes to show what is being described)))
V/O: Imagine if you will, a vast, desolate wind-swept waste land – the remains of Western civilisation scattered about, scarred by the dust of ages. What once was a vibrant and vital land now reduced to nothing. No life, not even an insect, can survive in this waste.
(((A sombre note drones, fading in gently as the camera PANS ROUND, gliding past crumbling buildings covered in a thick dust)))
V/O: Gnarled, twisted girders stab the air. Dust eddies swirl in desert alleys where once children play and drug dealers dealt. The megaliths of humanity crumble with no-one left to remember what caused this destruction.
(((The camera ZOOMS IN on a decaying, graffiti-covered wall, on which is sprayed “CC”)))
V/O: None can speak its name.
The name… of Cameron Cruise…
(((Suddenly an earthquake strikes, shaking the entire scene and destroying the wall. As the earthquake ends, and the scene stabilises, we can see through the dusty haze a shaft of light. As we follow the light, looking down, we see a mirror in the sand… a mirror that seems to call us, until we tumble through into darkness
CUE UP: “Born of Thunder” by Destroy Destroy Destroy. As the introduction plays, we rush almost through a time vortex, blue white and black shapes passing us by until we reach a tunnel where we see various images from wrestling’s past, including:
The old DREDD logo
“That’s Entertainment” being delivered to Deuce
Jean Rabesque forcing Brody Hansen to tap to the figure four leg lock
Erik Black winning the TV Title
Mr. Entertainment, HAL, MWG and Chaos celebrating with the Dupree Cup
And various shots from dozens of New ERA matches, too numerous for your humble writer to mention at this time. The footage continues until the end of the second chorus, when we
CUT TO: A live stage, with Destroy Destroy Destroy tearing it up. Finally, as the song ends and the metal-heads in the audience chant the band’s name, the camera PANS ROUND to show a certain familiar Oregon native and New ERA of Wrestling alumnus, wearing a white T-shirt under a biker’s leather jacket. His jeans have a hole in the knee, but they fit him excellently, and his entire look screams confidence. We can just make out his belt buckle – a smaller version of the old New ERA WHADAHTT belt he created – and on the back of the belt a power-pack, presumably for a microphone. He stands, taking a few quick steps to the stage before springing up into place)))
ME: Wow! Destroy Destroy Destroy doin’ what they do best… give it up fer ‘em folks!
(((The crowd responds in kind)))
ME: Destroying… wow, that’s kinda a great thing ta have here on That’s Entertainment this week. Ya see, a few months back, someone kinda decided they wanted ta take their ball an’ go home. A certain man who shall remain nameless damn near destroyed New ERA – AGAIN – because they didn’t like what it’d become.
Hell, the US government tried ta DESTROY New ERA, because they didn’t like where the old crew held a pay per view event. But they failed, an’ New ERA is BACK ONCE AGAIN!!
Is what I’d like ta say, but ya know what? This ain’t the same New ERA. This ain’t the one I debuted in against Deuce in… oh-six. This ain’t the same New ERA that tore through the competition an’ won the Dupree Cup, beatin’ out not one, not two, but three of the feds tha’ people said were guaranteed winners. This ain’t even the same New ERA tha’ came back with World’s Finest, split from them, an’ got shut down by the guy holdin’ the purse strings. Sure, there’s a couple of the old crew on the roster, but this ain’t the same. An’ nobody should think it is. Nobody should claim tha’ because they did somethin’ in a previous incarnation, they’re gonna do it again here. Because New ERA is kinda like the British monarchy. On-going, but different.
New ERA is dead. Long live New ERA!
Confused? Well, I’m guessin’ ya’ll will be, seein’ as how yer minds’ve been warped by inferior wrestlers an’ wrestlin’ companies fer a while, not ta mention the utter drivel tha’ Hollywood’s been spewin’ fer years, so let ME
Mister Entertainment
Bring ya up ta speed. New ERA has been here, then gone, then back so many times ya cannot call this the same company. There was a two year break, then another break, then another. People came, people went, so this? I like ta call this the New New New New ERA. New ERA the… fifth. Same as how the Brit’s have Elizabeth the Second. The other one’s dead but the monarchy lives on, same as how all the old New ERA’s are dead, but this one lives on.
Now, I know – what’s this gotta do with Cyberstrike? Don’t worry, I’m gettin’ ta tha’! Have some patience, if idiotic TV writers haven’t robbed ya of havin’ any.
This is a new New ERA – which means eeeeeeverythin’ tha’ went before means nothing.
Jean Rabesque? Means nothing.
Mister Entertainment beatin’ Phantom Republican, then Jonathan Marx, an’ creating the World Heavyweight Actually Defended Actually Held TV Title? Means nothing.
Cameron Cruise competing in a match among Christmas trees? Means nothing.
Actually, scrap the “competing in a match among Christmas trees” bit. Because Cammy? Yer aspirin’ ta meanin’ nothing.
I mean, look at ya. Tryin’ ta compare people who ain’t here, now, in New ERA, ta people who are here? Is tha’ how low ya’ve sunk, Cammy? Because if it is I feel sorry for ya. If yer definin’ moment in life was beatin’ ME
Mister Entertainment
Fer the WFW:NE TV Title, I feel sorry fer ya. If makin’ absolutely no sense is what yer doin’ these days, well…
I’m gonna have ta put ya out of yer misery.
See, Cammy, I’ve got an ambition here in New ERA, too. An’ it ain’t ta win the title. Nah, my ambition isn’t so narrow, so short-sighted. I want ta build New ERA of Wrestling into what I know it can be. The premiere wrestling company on the PLANET!
An’ ta do tha’? Yeah, I’ll have ta win the gold sometime. That’s a given. But there’s more to it. I need ta be like Atlas, holdin’ up the sky so the pressure doesn’t crush guys like you, The Druid, or First, or anyone else on the roster. I need ta be the glue tha’ holds this place together, and ta do tha’ properly? Ta help New ERA be the greatest place in the world, an’ show America what great ENTERTAINMENT really is? I need ta remove a few people from the shows.
That includes you, Cammy.
Not because yer borin’. Not because yer a joke. But because you ain’t up to the task. You ain’t a team player, you only think about yerself. You want ta just beat Shawn Hart, take the gold, an’ then… nothin’. Yer thinkin’ only about yerself, what’s best fer Cameron Cruise, whereas I want what’s best fer New ERA an’ fer ENTERTAINMENT!
An’ tha’ isn’t Cameron Cruise, period.
An’ as fer the rest o’ you? Feel lucky you ain’t facin’ ME
Mister Entertainment
This week. Because you get a chance ta show ME
Mister Entertainment
Just what ya can do here. I’m goin’ ta build New ERA inta the edifice it deserves an’ some o’ ya are gonna help. Impress, an’ we’ll all reap the benefits. Fail ta impress or be anythin’ less than one hundred per cent devoted ta the cause?
Well… I’m only gonna have three things in mind fer ya.
Destroy. Destroy. Destroy.
(((The camera CUTS TO: Destroy Destroy Destroy as they start to play “The Second Coming”. FADE OUT)))
