Ascenion begins with a cold open...
A pitch black room is seen. However on the distance, a very small light can be seen. It gets bigger. Bigger. BIGGER. Bi- Oh my!
A computer screen and an enigmatic man of mystery and enigma sits typing away too fast for it to be anything coherent. The dead silence that isn't so silent because of the loud typing is broken by snickering which slowly becomes a cackling laugh. The man on the computer's identity becomes clear then. A man of such magnitude that he is only known by the 14th letter of the alphabet. M.
M: mmmmmmMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmMMMMMMMMMHahahahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!! What awaits the 29 other unlucky participants of Lethal Lottery? Hahahahaha. No one knows. No one knows what the Magnificent Mr. M has planned for them. No-no. No know will ever know. No one will ever see. No one will ever hear. No one will ever smell the ultra secret plan I will use but will begin to explain all alo-
M turns around and looks straight at the camera. Well sorta. He looks just a tad bit up above it.
M:Who are you? How did you find me? Why are you staring? Are you spying? Do you have gum?
Cameraman: I'm shooting a promo.
M: ........................................
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.....................Spy! Activate alarm! Codename: Polka dot!
Cameraman: What?
Suddenly a catapult appears out of nowhere and launches a very fat and angry cat full speed straight ahead. The screen falls into static with the sounds of very angry pussy pounding away.
M: mmmmmmmMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmMMMMMhahahahahahahaha.....
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Connor: Ladies and gentlemen, we welcome you to Ascension! We have a full slate of action coming up tonight, include an incredible main event where Ty Burna and El Califa Dragon will face off with the Pale Riders!
Cohen: And I have no doubt we'll see the newest elite unit in WZCW excel against the "challenge" of Ty Burna and El Califa Dragon.
Connor: But first, we understand we have an update from an area hospital, where Eurasian Champion Matt Tastic is being held...
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We see a hospital and then step inside. Just outside one of the rooms is Mikey Stormrage with a somber look in his face as Stacey Madison steps in and puts her hand on his shoulder with an equally worried look.
Stacey: Mikey, I hate to ask but how is Mr. Tastic holding up?
Mikey: *sigh* A minor concussion and back trauma. Luckily it was nothing major.
Stacey: Just tell me if you don't feel like answering, but do you think happenings of Meltdown will ultimately distract you from Lethal Lottery?
Mikey: Stacey, I just saw a friend who can't defend himself suffer grave injuries thanks to the participants. This doesn't distract me. It infuriates me.
Stacey: If I were to say that maybe your jokes were out of place. What would you say?
Mikey: I'm sorry, but at what point were we actually endangering lives, Stacey? We just wanted to entertain the people. You know, our jobs. I'd understand name calling, insulting us, even jumping us from behind. Attacking loved ones though? Pulling the people we care for out of their seat and attacking them like that? Showtime went too far.
Stacey: And what about your situation with Ricky?
Mikey: ..In due time. When I meet him in the Lottery, as I go around eliminating 28 others, the last one will be Ricky and I'll make him look himself in the mirror so he can hopefully realize what a mis-dressed idiot he is.
Stacey: OK. Good luck to you, Mikey. Is Matt in the room?
Mikey: Yeah. But I seriously doubt he'll talk.
Stacey walks into the room to find Granpa Tastic laying asleep on a bed. Matt sits right by him. Bloody. The dry blood from the Meltdown attack still covers his face and eyes which stare open wide with anger leaking through at Granpa.
Stacey: Matt? Matt how are you holding up right now?
Matt: ...................
Stacey: Any words?
Matt: ...................
Stacey: I guess this is a bad time for you. I'll let you be.
Stacey is about to leave, but Matt grabs her mic and pulls it towards himself.
Matt: ............Showtime....... You'll pay. With your blood.
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Cohen: Ascension will be right back, after this!
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
A pitch black room is seen. However on the distance, a very small light can be seen. It gets bigger. Bigger. BIGGER. Bi- Oh my!
A computer screen and an enigmatic man of mystery and enigma sits typing away too fast for it to be anything coherent. The dead silence that isn't so silent because of the loud typing is broken by snickering which slowly becomes a cackling laugh. The man on the computer's identity becomes clear then. A man of such magnitude that he is only known by the 14th letter of the alphabet. M.
M: mmmmmmMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmMMMMMMMMMHahahahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!! What awaits the 29 other unlucky participants of Lethal Lottery? Hahahahaha. No one knows. No one knows what the Magnificent Mr. M has planned for them. No-no. No know will ever know. No one will ever see. No one will ever hear. No one will ever smell the ultra secret plan I will use but will begin to explain all alo-
M turns around and looks straight at the camera. Well sorta. He looks just a tad bit up above it.
M:Who are you? How did you find me? Why are you staring? Are you spying? Do you have gum?
Cameraman: I'm shooting a promo.
M: ........................................
............................................
.....................Spy! Activate alarm! Codename: Polka dot!
Cameraman: What?
Suddenly a catapult appears out of nowhere and launches a very fat and angry cat full speed straight ahead. The screen falls into static with the sounds of very angry pussy pounding away.
M: mmmmmmmMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmMMMMMhahahahahahahaha.....
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
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Connor: Ladies and gentlemen, we welcome you to Ascension! We have a full slate of action coming up tonight, include an incredible main event where Ty Burna and El Califa Dragon will face off with the Pale Riders!
Cohen: And I have no doubt we'll see the newest elite unit in WZCW excel against the "challenge" of Ty Burna and El Califa Dragon.
Connor: But first, we understand we have an update from an area hospital, where Eurasian Champion Matt Tastic is being held...
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We see a hospital and then step inside. Just outside one of the rooms is Mikey Stormrage with a somber look in his face as Stacey Madison steps in and puts her hand on his shoulder with an equally worried look.
Stacey: Mikey, I hate to ask but how is Mr. Tastic holding up?
Mikey: *sigh* A minor concussion and back trauma. Luckily it was nothing major.
Stacey: Just tell me if you don't feel like answering, but do you think happenings of Meltdown will ultimately distract you from Lethal Lottery?
Mikey: Stacey, I just saw a friend who can't defend himself suffer grave injuries thanks to the participants. This doesn't distract me. It infuriates me.
Stacey: If I were to say that maybe your jokes were out of place. What would you say?
Mikey: I'm sorry, but at what point were we actually endangering lives, Stacey? We just wanted to entertain the people. You know, our jobs. I'd understand name calling, insulting us, even jumping us from behind. Attacking loved ones though? Pulling the people we care for out of their seat and attacking them like that? Showtime went too far.
Stacey: And what about your situation with Ricky?
Mikey: ..In due time. When I meet him in the Lottery, as I go around eliminating 28 others, the last one will be Ricky and I'll make him look himself in the mirror so he can hopefully realize what a mis-dressed idiot he is.
Stacey: OK. Good luck to you, Mikey. Is Matt in the room?
Mikey: Yeah. But I seriously doubt he'll talk.
Stacey walks into the room to find Granpa Tastic laying asleep on a bed. Matt sits right by him. Bloody. The dry blood from the Meltdown attack still covers his face and eyes which stare open wide with anger leaking through at Granpa.
Stacey: Matt? Matt how are you holding up right now?
Matt: ...................
Stacey: Any words?
Matt: ...................
Stacey: I guess this is a bad time for you. I'll let you be.
Stacey is about to leave, but Matt grabs her mic and pulls it towards himself.
Matt: ............Showtime....... You'll pay. With your blood.
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Cohen: Ascension will be right back, after this!