Edward: Wow, what a match! Well next month, we've got another PPV coming up, check out this advertisement for- ...Wait! I'm getting word! I'm getting word the owner is here! Finally! Who will it be?! Can't we push the advertisement to a later time in-
Edward: We're back! The owner is heading to the ring now! Who is it?!
Edward: It's Mikey Z, The Zaz! World Champion wrestler and surfer from the 1960's and 70's! Oh, this is wonderful!
*Mikey Z waited for the crowd to stop cheering, then took the mic*
Mikey Z: It's good to see some people still remember me! I was a bit worried, because back when I wrestled, surfing meant going to catch some waves, and not going to the information super highway! Haha! But I digress! Now, when I started Hazardous Awesome Wrestling, I hadn't been part of an organization in some capacity for quite a few years. And I said, "Hey, I've got the resources, why not get back to something I love doing, and entertain you fans?" Of course, none of you want to see me wrestle now! But I'm confident that we've got a great group of wrestlers who will keep everyone happy!
Edward: Excuse me! *Edward had grabbed a microphone and went into the ring* Zaz! How's it going? *Edward extended his hand, and Mikey Z shook it* So, I know you've been following the product closely...and...I think we can both agree there's some problems with HAW.
Mikey Z: Of course! Do you realize how terrible it is for business when an out-of-shape announcer becomes your world champion? *The crowd cheered, and Edward simply nodded*
Edward: Well, of course, but I did earn that. But that's besides the point! I meant with...Gregory Greystone. I mean, this is HAW! And it's run by THE greatest world champion in the history of professional wrestling, The Zaz! So why do we have someone as unprofessional and pathetic as Gregory Greystone employed?
Mikey Z: I know you've been wanting to talk to me Edward. And I'll say this: Gregory Greystone is a fine backstage reporter. And you, are a fine announcer. Let's leave it at that, ok?
Edward: No, see, I think that-
Mikey Z: We will leave it at that! *Mikey Z stared down Edward*
Edward: ...Right...of course sir, yes.
Mikey Z: But that being said, I know you two don't like each other....so let's settle this once and for all, and have our HAW National Championship match between Jet Black and El Termitas!
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*Backstage, Mitchell Row was walking when he saw a woman come out of the locker room of Bigg Pimpin Alex*
Mitchell Row: Um...excuse me ma'am...who are you?
Woman: Oh, I'm Alex's girl. Name's Jessie. Jessie Parran
Mitchell Row: Huh, I didn't know he had a girlfriend...well, tell him I wish him luck in our match tonight!
Jessie: The only person who's going to need luck, is you.
Mitchell: Thank you, I appreciate you wishing me the same! I'll see you out there, Jessie!
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*Franco Mancini was backstage with a microphone in hand*
Franco: It is time! The main event is seconds away! Who will I face? Will it be Rat? Will it be Vernon Walters? The world is dying to know! Well, my choice is clear, and it's-
*Mikey Z stepped into the frame*
Mikey Z: Franco, you can't make the choice.
Franco: ...Yes, I can. It's in my contract!
Mikey Z: It's too late now. All matches must be finalized and approved prior to the start of the event. Now, I didn't know who you wanted to face, Rat or Vernon. I certainly didn't want to make you mad and pick the wrong one....so I did the fairest possible thing...and decided you shall defend your title against both Rat and Vernon Walters! *The crowd cheers, and Mikey Z walks away, leaving Franco looking at his title very nervously*
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