MD33 - Showtime Cougar vs. Lars Reidar (EurAsian Best of Three: Round One)

[Phoenix]

David Cougar had Frankie Smith beat on Meltdown only for his newest challenger, Lars Reidar, choosing to send a message to the EurAsian Champion. Now, they go to war. In the first match in their best of three series, who will look to give themselves the advantage over their opponent? Will Cougar be successful in gaining the upper hand over his opponent or will Lars edge closer to winning his first ever championship in the WZCW?

Deadline is Monday 14th December 23:59 EST

 

[Phoenix]

Creative has granted Polley an extension due to internet troubles

 

[Showtime]

Cougar:... and that is how I retained this belt at Lethal Lottery.

Camera pans back to reveal Showtime David Cougar talking with 3 attractive blondes backstage at WZCW studios.

Girl 1: That's amazing
Girl 2: You're so strong and handsome..., I mean talented... with your hands...
Girl 3: Can I touch it?... I mean your belt!
No I want to touch it
No me, I'll wear nothing but it
****

Now now ladies, you can all get a chance to touch it...

So have you ever won the WZCW heavyweight belt?

No... actually I have yet to receive...

Wait you've never won the big one

I'm starting to lose my horniness

Ladies, before we go and lose that let me remind you that I am the whole Show and that I always leave my fans pleased. I am also the host of WZCW"s highest rated program and we've just finished our brand new set and I want to give you girls front row tickets to it. I know that you'll be left breathless after it's all over.

The girls giggle and leave as David checks them out as they walk away. He turns to leave himself, but finds Leon standing right beside him.

Leon, you little creeper, have you been standing beside me the whole time. Sneaky little guy like you could scare some of our newer wrestlers.

Leon: Showtime, I just wanted to ask you some questions about your match this upcoming Meltdown?

You tell me Leon.

You mean you don't know who you're fighting?

I have been hard at work getting the new set ready for its premiere later tonight. Trevor is going to turn white at the sight of it and the large bill that's going to be mailed to him. So no Leon, I haven't checked to see what lame ass competition Myers has lined up for me. I tell you one thing, I hope it's Lars. After what that dumb neanderthal did, ruining my eventual victory over the Elite X champion, I'd like to plant him back into that coffin. Lars, when you quit being scared and return to the land of the living, just know that the Greatest Eurasian champion ever will be waiting to further prove why he is the best. So Leon, what weak competition has Chuck lined up for me this time... Mr. Baller? Excellency? Byakko? or Steven Kurtsey?

Lars Reidar

Lars...

Lars

Lars...

Lars

A look of worried frustration come over Davids face. He puts his hand on his forehand and then tightly runs his hand through his hair. A smile and he looks up.

Perfect..... that's great news Leon.

David begins to walk off camera. Leon turns and calls to him.

But you haven't answered any of my questions.

Watch The Show.

But..... I can't... The Big Bang Theory's on at the same time. I need TiVo.

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Scene opens at the brand new set of The Show. The set looks like a million bucks. New floors, drapes, spotlights fill the stage. A new mahogany desk with a new leather chair and comfortable looking suede chairs are placed in the middle. To the right front of the desk, a huge bar with spinning bar stools and an on-hand bartender. Behind in the corner, a massive statue of Showtime David Cougar after his win over Drake Callahan for the Eurasian title. To the left, a large water fountain and a huge lower level for The Show band. Behind is a massive portrait of Showtime, which reveals itself to be two large swinging doors as David Cougar open them and walks out.

And now ladies and Gentlemen, here is your host, the Eurasian champion, Showtime David Cougar.

Loud applause as David waves to the crowd and holds up high his Eurasian belt. He takes a seat behind his desk, places the belt down on top and greets his audience.

Welcome everyone to The Show. Look around at the brand new setting we have here for you tonight. Isn't it amazing? Well I'm going to be honest with you all here tonight, despite recent trends of recession we went way... way... over the budget. Fortunately there is one man who in his craze has made this all possible and he is here today, and that man is Trevor Steel.

David reaches under his desk and pulls out a 4x6 picture of Trevor and places it on the desk.

Unfortunately the real Trevor couldn't make it today, I hear he was at some sort of photo shoot, so I made sure I to get a picture of him to put on my desk so he could see what the fruit of his labours and his sons future will pay for. Look I even got a button on the back for when something big happens... see.

David pushes the button and cannons shoot off over the statue, creating some fireworks over the audience.

500 dollars a shot, hope you like it Trevor, because we will be having lots to celebrate about in the coming months. But enough about Trevor, we'll meet in court sometime after KC, this week Chuck Myers has finally answered my calls, finally provided what I have asked for... and that is legitimate competition. To celebrate the premiere of my new set, I am going to be fighting the biggest fight my career when I go 1 on 1, Best 2 out of 3, with Lars Reidar. I'm not gonna bat an eye and say to you all that Lars is no match for Showtime David Cougar like I do with all the other supporting players. Lars is the stiffest competition this belt and this champion have ever faced in this company. And we are going to be fighting not once, definitely twice, and perhaps three times in hell.

Now since the time that I found out people have been coming up and asking me how I will stop a mountain of a man like Lars. Few have given me much of a chance verse him, but then again I here this often from the boys in the back, from the critics who think I am undeserving, a phony, a paper champion, and a coward. I here this all that time, yet here I stand; a 2 time champion here in WZCW, only once have I been pinned in singles competition. I have beaten many of the best and continue to out draw all the rest. I have proven the naysayers all wrong by being the shining star of this company and the greatest champion, the only champion worth mentioning, that this belt has ever had. And the only way I will continue to silence those people is to continue beating the best and Lars unfortunately that means you. I have no intent on losing this belt anytime soon as I continue to pad my legacy. And through the hell, fire, and brimstone that I will have to go through verse you, I will beat you twice and put you to ice.

A great musician Bono, once penned, 'fact is fiction and TV reality" On paper, Lars seems like the clear favourite. In person, Lars appears the stronger fighter, but this is all meaningless fiction. Even Lars record in title matches is meaningless. When we step into the ring for the first time, all advantages go out the door and we fight to see who's best. The only thing that's real is what you see before you, this belt and this champion. I am a champion, I have proven it on countless times, and I will not go quietly into the night like you have. Lars thinks that he can scare me with a coffin containing my title. I've fought the supernatural before, and there is nothing you can do to raise a hair of fear in me. Even if I opened that casket and saw my cold dead face staring back at me I would still come to fight and fight with everything I've got because in the end I know you will have to put me down for good inside that casket to take this belt off of me.

Lars when we head into these last 3 weeks before Kingdom Come we are going to put each other through blinding torture. You are going to try and break me with every chance you get and I'm going to be there doing the same right back. I do not expect just a fight, I expect an all-out assault. I expect that you will give me what I and my viewers crave and that is a challenging epic bout and I promise you that the Show will be there to deliver an equal and more captivating performance. I am aware of the dangers that my body may face and the career shorting risk of stepping into the ring 3 times in a row with you, but still the show must go on and on he will at Meltdown this week, next week, and every week.

Lars you may have strength, but I have speed. You have size, and I have brains. We counter each other perfectly. I am nothing like you, however I am everything that you wish that you could be. I am a champion, something you have never accomplished. I am a superstar, something you could only dream of being. And I am the greatest wrestler to ever compete in this company, while you remain the greatest disappointment that this company has. Despite all your chances, despite all your potential, your presence, and your strength, you remain unable to hold any gold in this company, unable to win any big match, and unable to destroy whomever you want. Lars, Vengeance, Kumbaya, Ping Pong Pudgy, or whatever reincarnation you go by now, no matter how many times you shed off your skin and reinvent yourself, no matter how much you try and hide your pain and failure that you bring upon yourself, there are two facts that will not change after our war is over. One is that I will still be the Eurasian champion and will face the winner of my league at Kingdom Come, and two, you will still remain winless in title matches. So shall it be written, so shall it be done.

A large tablet hangs down from the ceiling. On it is written "Showtime over Lars Reidar Meltdown 33 - Meltdown 35"

And on the second week he rose from the grave and two weeks later I put him back under. At Meltdown this week I will stun the beast, and the next time we meet he will bow at my feet. So it is written, so it is done.

Scene ends

 

[Father:_Polley]

The country house comes into view, as the camera moves closer towards it's eventual destination, the bright sunlight refecting off the many windows

At the open door, the camera goes inside, going black as it struggles to make out anything following the brightness of the outside scene. Slowly, shapes become visible, eventually a figure comes into view, staring intently at a picture on the wall, black hair hanging down to the top of her outfit. She turns to face the camera, eyes showing a steely determination.

She speaks, her voice mildly accented due to her Norwegian roots.

Tarja: Do you know what I love about art? It is not the beauty or the instant gratification you get from looking at it. It is the knowledge that what you see is the result of one person's dedication, their vision coming together, brushstroke after brushstroke, never seeing the full picture until it is complete, but knowing exactly how to get there regardless... the intricate touches he knows will produce his masterpiece.

Right now, to you who sit at home watching, judging, too insignificant to ever dream of the commitment and effort it takes, to you, Lars Reidar lies broken; a wreck of humanity who has never succeeded at accomplishing even the smallest task. You don’t see the potential, but now the picture will come clearer.

Showtime, you have won title after title, from those who are marginally more unworthy than yourself. Zander Young, Drake Callahan... names destined to be written firmly in the annals of mediocrity.

You see David, you can have your band pat you on the back and make you feel worthwhile, but inside, you can feel Lars Reidar’s failures still trump your great successes. If you weren’t fearful, a simple coffin containing your belt wouldn’t phase you. But deep down, you know that you stand against a man who fears nothing.

To challenge the best in a match where you risk death if you lose... how can you be expected to strike fear into the heart of a man who has been buried alive?!? Everest may have prevailed, but now you must face the consequences.

She shakes her head dismissively and walks towards window. She stops and looks outside

Tarja: Showtime, you would make a mistake to think that Lars thinks you are beneath him. Unlike the men you have taken title after title from, Lars isn’t going to ignore you. Despite the fact he has already outlasted you in a match he proposed, I have seen the lust in your eyes when you look at your gold, and I know you will do all you can to keep it.

You use your wits, and against the others that has got you through, but you face someone who is more than muscle, more than pace. You face two people who know how to get inside heads. You face this, with your eyes glancing backwards, watching for Trevor Steele. A great conqueror wrote ‘Never interrupt an enemy when he is making a mistake’. You take your eyes off the former number 1 contender to the WZCW Heavyweight Champion at your own peril.

And Trevor... I know you want to ruin David Cougar, but there are ways of getting what you want

Runs hands over her body suggestively

without as much violence... though still a lot of effort and sweating.

So Showtime, enjoy your new found fame, your girls, cars, clothes, everything you have. Because right now, you stand between MY man and gold. And I will make sure he gets what he deserves.

Now, focus on outside.

Camera looks out the window and outside is a tombstone.

: ... SHOWTIME!

A black gauntlet, shoots out of the ground, pulling earth away, until Lars Reidar pulls himself out of the hole, gravel tangled in his hair, and stands, looking up at the window...