The theme for HAW Throwdown started the show.
Edward Findleton: Welcome to HAW Throwdown!! We’re in Tampa Bay tonight, and while One Way Trip is finished, it’s time to start the path to Downtown Disaster, and we begin that with the HAW World Champion, Douglas Brunswick!
Brunswick made his way down to the ring to a huge ovation from the crowd, and held his title up.
Douglas Brunswick: One win down this year…three more to go until I achieve that Grand Slam, defending this title successfully at every event, all year, including the Destroy All Wrestlers match at End of the Trail!
THE Casey Gains: That’s going to be the biggest match of the year, and no doubt Freezerman has been keeping notes on which wrestlers he thinks should qualify.
Douglas Brunswick: Now I don’t want to get too far ahead of myself in the future, I don’t want to talk about my great deeds of the past, I know I need to focus on the present. Which is why I am eager to share an announcement…the HAW Train With A Pro Contest! I wanted to give my thanks back to you the fans, and to this business, and help train a new, up and coming wrestler! That winner is going to be announced next week, and we’ll meet up and go over some fun training tips! I’m excited for this, and if you are, visit the HAW website and send your application in!
Edward Findleton: Wow, that’s quite the opportunity for some lucky fan!
Douglas Brunswick: So I haven’t been able to find Freezerman all day, but I want to thank him for making this possible, and thank you to the fans! But in some serious business, normally, I’d know my opponent at Downtown Disaster by now, or atleast some plan. I’ve heard nothing…but I’m ready to meet him. Number one contender, come on down!
Brunswick stared at the ramp, waiting for a wrestler to appear, but there was complete silence.
Douglas Brunswick: …Alright. Well, I’m going to catch up with Freezerman and figure this out. Remember fans, one of you is going to get to train with me next week! Good luck!
With that, Brunswick made his way to the back.
Edward Findleton: Should be a great contest, and I also can’t wait to see who’s challenging Brunswick!
THE Casey Gains: You know, now that he mentioned it, I didn’t see Freezerman at all today either…
Edward Findleton: Well I wouldn’t be worried because matches were made, including our next match!
Cole Arcane’s theme started up, and he stormed onstage, pushing the camera man out of the way, enraged and stomping to the ring.
Edward Findleton: Cole suffered his first loss in HAW last week, and he hasn’t been in the best of moods since.
THE Casey Gains: I feel bad for his opponent.
At that point, Local Legend Danny Miller made his entrance, accompanied by Jack Trailor.
Edward Findleton: Oh, now that you mention, I do too. Atleast he won’t have to travel far to his Tampa Bay home after his hospital stay.
As the match started, Arcane immediately went on the attack, taking his anger and frustration out on Miller, who didn’t have much of a chance. Arcane was dominating, and toying with Miller, not ending the match but keen on continuing to inflict pain.
Jack Trailor had seen enough, and finding a white towel nearby, threw it into the ring. Referee Tom Hunter went over to explain to Trailor that wasn’t permissible, but Trailor seemed too confused as Hunter kept explaining the rules. Arcane kept his focus on stomping on Miller, causing him to completely miss Pastor James emerge from under the ring, and creep up behind him, before hitting the Cobra Clutch Slam onto Arcane. James pulled Miller onto Arcane and exited the ring, just as Hunter turned back around. Seeing the cover, he got down and quickly counted to three, and Trailor quickly took the limp Miller out of the ring to safety.
Edward Findleton: Ohhh no. When Cole Arcane recovers…I think his head might just explode.
THE Casey Gains: I think we call this…an upset! ….Right Edward? Upset victory, upset Cole?
Edward Findleton: Wow, what a bad joke. I might have lost a little respect for you today.
THE Casey Gains: But you always make terrible seg-
Edward Findleton: Let’s go backstage!
Scarred Badger was in catering, holding a tray of food. He passed a few tables with open seats available, but had staff or wrestlers sitting at atleast one of the seats. He finally reached the back of the seating, and finding two open tables, sat down at one. He grabbed a sandwich and smiled to himself, ready to take a bite, when Crash MuscleGate sat on one side and Lovable Liam, and Frederic St. Pierre sat on his other side flanking him.
Crash MuscleGate: Hey, mind if we sit here while we chat?
Scarred Badger: …There’s a free table-
Crash MuscleGate: Thanks! So guys…I lost last week. What does this mean? I had this weird emotion I never felt before. It’s like, the longer I went in the ring, the more difficult my breathing was. What could that be?
Frederic St. Pierre: You are getting older?
Crash MuscleGate: No, that can’t be it. Maybe it was grief..or guilt. It had to be some emotion I’ve never experienced. And I felt that same emotion yesterday when I yawned…and my jaw hurt.
Lovable Liam: I think it’s aging.
Crash MuscleGate: I think it’s more than that. Because…it’s not just me. I don’t want to sound offensive here but…it’s you two as well. You two have been losing a lot as well.
Lovable Liam: …Maybe…maybe it’s time. Maybe we should…hang up our boots? Say our goodbyes as friends? One last group hug?
Badger rolled his eyes and sighed and went to stand up, but Crash leaned in close over Badger to whisper to Liam and Frederic, preventing him from standing.
Crash MuscleGate: No! We’re not hanging boots up, because I think I know what the answer is. I can pinpoint exactly where our downfall started. It’s when Oden retired.
Badger was now ignoring them, picked up his sandwich, and started to bring it to his mouth.
Crash MuscleGate: We need to find someone to replace him. His negativity, his pessimism, his anger kept us in check.
Badger stopped right before taking a bite of the sandwich, and frustrated, threw it on his tray, anticipating where this conversation was going.
Frederic St. Pierre: Mon ami, you may be right…
Lovable Liam: But…what can we do? Cynical people just don’t grow on trees!
Crash MuscleGate: I know just the guy we can ask…The Convict!
Lovable Liam: Great idea! Let’s plan a party for him!
The three MuscleGang members high fived and stood up, in the process accidentally knocking the food tray and Badger’s sandwich to the ground.
Crash MuscleGate: Sorry dude, but thanks for letting us sit there!
With that, the MuscleGang walked off, leaving Scarred Badger annoyed at the whole interaction.
Back in the arena, Harvey Allison’s music started up, and the HAW National Champion made his way down to the ring to speak to the crowd.
Harvey Allison: You might notice I’m alone today. That’s because Strawberry Bates Hill made…the ultimate sacrifice. His face. He stood in front of that flame last week so that I can still look good AND be the HAW National Champion. I don’t like to throw around the term “Hero” lightly…..so I won’t. But Hill, know that I, and everyone else, appreciate you. Maybe one day if you can prove yourself some more…I’ll grant you a title match. But until then, thank you. I hope to see you soon, we need more people willing to risk ugliness for the sake of preserving beauty.
Harvey was suddenly interrupted by Tyler Ford, who walked down to the ring, dressed in a full on steampunk outfit.
Harvey Allison: Excuse me, I’m not interacting with the alien wrestlers, please leave, a respectable wrestler is talking right now.
Tyler Ford: Hah. You’re funny. You’re acting cool, like you don’t know me. Come on man, we’ve wrestled against each other in VCW.
Harvey Allison: Of course we have. And I’ve always beat you. I’m glad you brought up what a pathetic wrestler you are for me, it saved me time! Say…my current protege is recovering from an injury…how would you like it for me to take you under my wing? With a little perseverance, you might possibly be as relevant as Bates Hill!
Tyler Ford: That’s what I came out here for. That guy did the wrestling equivalent of taking a bullet for you. You kept the National Championship because of him, and you come out here and give backhanded compliments, little digs, and false gratitude? If it wasn’t for him, YOU would be the one recovering at home, and you would NOT have that title! The thing is…the past is the past. It can’t be changed. But the future? Well, the way I see it…I’m going to make things how they were supposed to be, and get that National Championship far away from the hands of the so-called “Handsome” Harvey Allison.
Allison began to take the belt off, and held it in his hands, presenting it to Ford.
Harvey Allison: You want this? Then you can have it!
Allison swung the title at Ford, but Ford ducked and hit Allison with an elbow. Tyler Ford managed to get some decent offense in, then Irish Whipped Allison to the ropes. However, Allison dove under the ropes and retreated up the ramp, making sure to put distance on him and Ford.
Edward Findleton: I don’t know if that’s an official challenge acceptance…but we may have a match for Downtown Disaster!
THE Casey Gains: Speaking of making matches, let’s go backstage to Freezerman! Was that good?
Edward Findleton: Ugh…
Backstage, the camera was focused on an office door, when coming into view was Douglas Brunswick, who knocked on it.
Douglas Brunswick: Hey Freezerman! …You there? Hey! I’m just reaching about my opponent at Downtown Disaster. Can you tell me anything about him? I’d just like to prepare, you know? Hello? ……Ok…uhh…I’ll text you? Or you text me? I might even be talking to an empty room, what am I doing?
Brunswick chuckled to himself and walked away. The camera panned down to the bottom of the door, where it looked like a pool of blood was starting to form under it and seep through.
Edward Findleton: Well folks, it’s time for our main event. This is a number one contender’s match for the HAW Tag Team Championship!
El Termitas II and El Spectro made their entrance. While Termitas was once happy to engage in fans, he ignored everyone, choosing to stay focused like El Espectro.
Edward Findleton: We saw a new attitude from El Termitas II after his loss and attack to Tyler Ford a few weeks ago.
THE Casey Gains: Yeah, this angry attitude isn’t a stranger to El Espectro. He seemed to embrace the light recently and found El Termitas, but that light side hasn’t paid off, so I think this natural aggressive aura might have worn off on Termias.
Their opponents, The Firing Squad, Phoenix and Fun Fight Machine, came out next, energetic and ready.
As the match started, El Termitas and El Espectro tried every dirty technique in the book, which started to frustrate Phoenix and Fun. The two were able to recollect and talk strategy, and they began wrestling unethically too, bending the rules and always risking disqualification. When Phoenix managed to turn the mask of El Termitas around, blinding him, he quickly rolled him up, and secured the pinfall.
Edward Findleton: And there it is, ending in an instant, Phoenix pins El Termitas!
THE Casey Gains: The Firing Squad still seems to be into this cheating game they’ve discovered since they started teaming, and I’m going to be honest, they might need it against Glenny Pax and Cyberhemoth. Those two are going to be tough opponents.
Edward Findleton: They’re champions for a reason, and we’ll see that match at Downtown Disaster. For now, we’re out of time, but we look forward to you tuning in next week. Good night!
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