Post by Falco Fusion on Mar 9, 2010 18:49:44 GMT -5
J.J. Hunter is already in the ring coming back from commercial break.
J.J. Hunter: Ok enough is enough. At Breakdown, we finally end this whole duel owner crap. By approval of the MWA Board, we will have a six man tag match at Breakdown.
One team is Falco and B-Squared. If his team wins, Falco becomes the first full fledged owner of the MWA.
The other team will be chosen by me. I already have two very unusual volunteers in the names of Ace HBK and Rod Lightning... yeah, me and Rod working together. You know this is getting serious if this is happening.
But we need that one last guy to bring these two together. Someone that is Hall of Fame bound.
The main lights turn off, and black spotlights shine on the entrance ramp. Fog fills up the ramp.
Justin Cole: No way, he can't wrestle. He only has one arm!!
The lights come on as the fog disappears, and the man is Brandon Ripley. Mic already in hand, he gets ready to talk, but chants of "Ripper" are way too loud for him to start talking. Eventually it quiets down and, well, he does his usual thing.
Brandon Ripley: You said Hall of Fame caliber? Knowing I will be the first member of the MWA Hall of Fame, who else could be better?
Think about it Jack...
J.J. Hunter: It's J.J.
Brandon Ripley: James?
J.J. Hunter: J.J.!!
Brandon Ripley: So Billy think about it. Rod Lightning and Brandon Ripley back together one last time. You know how much I can piss your ass off. Now just imagine if it was personal between us?
Let's just say if I knew you were going to go as far as to end my career, I would have made sure Charlotte, as demented as she is, 51% owner.
So am I in?
J.J. Hunter: Don't have much of a choice do I?
Brandon Ripley: Nope. And think about it this way. Do you want a guy who makes cereal jokes owner of a wrestling company?
J.J. Hunter: Ok you convinced me. You're in.
Brandon Ripley: Oh and we're not done. We're going to need a Hall of Fame referee. Any objections to say... oh I don't know... Audrey Andrews?
J.J. Hunter: For once, I'm actually liking your demented brain.
Brandon Ripley: You think I'm done there? No let's make it an elimination roulette match, where after the first 5 minutes of a tornado tag match, the match type gets randomly changed for a 2 minute period until one whole team is eliminated.
J.J. Hunter: It's random. It's insane. Yeah I like it. Let's give Falco a taste of his own randomness.
Brandon Ripley: Ok let's do it.
Brandon Ripley takes off his belt and holds it with his right hand, and starts singing...
Brandon Ripley: Number One. Number Two.
Number One. Number Two.
Yavapai, Yavapai, Yavapai, Yavapai,
Yavapai, Yavapai, Yavapai, Yavapai,
J.J. Hunter: What have I done?
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Oh and for those who don't understand why Brandon is singing, look at this.
Get it now??
J.J. Hunter: Ok enough is enough. At Breakdown, we finally end this whole duel owner crap. By approval of the MWA Board, we will have a six man tag match at Breakdown.
One team is Falco and B-Squared. If his team wins, Falco becomes the first full fledged owner of the MWA.
The other team will be chosen by me. I already have two very unusual volunteers in the names of Ace HBK and Rod Lightning... yeah, me and Rod working together. You know this is getting serious if this is happening.
But we need that one last guy to bring these two together. Someone that is Hall of Fame bound.
The main lights turn off, and black spotlights shine on the entrance ramp. Fog fills up the ramp.
Justin Cole: No way, he can't wrestle. He only has one arm!!
The lights come on as the fog disappears, and the man is Brandon Ripley. Mic already in hand, he gets ready to talk, but chants of "Ripper" are way too loud for him to start talking. Eventually it quiets down and, well, he does his usual thing.
Brandon Ripley: You said Hall of Fame caliber? Knowing I will be the first member of the MWA Hall of Fame, who else could be better?
Think about it Jack...
J.J. Hunter: It's J.J.
Brandon Ripley: James?
J.J. Hunter: J.J.!!
Brandon Ripley: So Billy think about it. Rod Lightning and Brandon Ripley back together one last time. You know how much I can piss your ass off. Now just imagine if it was personal between us?
Let's just say if I knew you were going to go as far as to end my career, I would have made sure Charlotte, as demented as she is, 51% owner.
So am I in?
J.J. Hunter: Don't have much of a choice do I?
Brandon Ripley: Nope. And think about it this way. Do you want a guy who makes cereal jokes owner of a wrestling company?
J.J. Hunter: Ok you convinced me. You're in.
Brandon Ripley: Oh and we're not done. We're going to need a Hall of Fame referee. Any objections to say... oh I don't know... Audrey Andrews?
J.J. Hunter: For once, I'm actually liking your demented brain.
Brandon Ripley: You think I'm done there? No let's make it an elimination roulette match, where after the first 5 minutes of a tornado tag match, the match type gets randomly changed for a 2 minute period until one whole team is eliminated.
J.J. Hunter: It's random. It's insane. Yeah I like it. Let's give Falco a taste of his own randomness.
Brandon Ripley: Ok let's do it.
Brandon Ripley takes off his belt and holds it with his right hand, and starts singing...
Brandon Ripley: Number One. Number Two.
Number One. Number Two.
Yavapai, Yavapai, Yavapai, Yavapai,
Yavapai, Yavapai, Yavapai, Yavapai,
J.J. Hunter: What have I done?
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Oh and for those who don't understand why Brandon is singing, look at this.
Get it now??
(shown during week two)
