Wednesday: Green Bay
A packed house is seen at a local WZCW house show. A very exciting buzz is in the air, as the crowd are yet to find out what their Main Event will be. Slowly the crowd begin to clap, getting louder by the second. The people sense something is coming, with little to no action for the last five minutes. Then the arena goes black, with the people begin to cheer. A spotlight is on the entrance ramp, with each and every one looking. Nobody is taking their eyes off the stage, the children wanting it to be on of their heros. The males wanting it to be a major heel, while the females want it to be anyone with a nice body. The screen lights up with the finishing moments of last weeks Mayhem Championship fatal four way. With the final image being Christopher Jones holding the Mayhem Championship above his head. Slowly the lights begin to return to normal, as the crowd settle back down. Then the speakers blast a new tune.
My Block
Playing Tupacs famous song in the background, and his new theme music, Justin Cooper appears. This time not wearing one of his fine suits, but a pair of cut-off jeans, and a hooded jumper. He looks like a thug, could this fine man have been pulled to the wrong side of the tracks? With a steel chain wrapped around his right hand and knuckles, Cooper slowly and with a type of swagger, walks to the ring. Many of the fans dont understand what is going on, as they have never seen Cooper look like a thug. Before entering the ring, Cooper grabs a steel chair from under the ring and a microphone from a crew member.
With the chair in hand, Cooper enters the ring, placing the chair in the middle. He takes a seat, keeping his eyes on the crowd here tonight. They give him little heat, as Cooper brings the hood over his head. A smirk comes across the face of Cooper, which is only just visible to the camera. With the chain still wrapped around his right hand, Cooper lifts the microphone in his left. Bringing it up until it touches his soft lips.
(Soft tone of voice) Well I didnt plan on spending my Wednesday here.
A small amount of heat from the crowd, not much but it can be heard.
You people booed that, really? I guess sheep respond to anything you do. I could grab something from the audience, beat them up, and you people would cheer. Because you people love violence, but when somebody wants to sit here and talk. Oh no, run for the hills, we cant have a simple conversation. I guess I should have known, we are in Green Bay.
More heat, this time however it is louder, not by much, but it is louder.
I said something bad about Green Bay, big whoop. Get over it, this place sucks. When was the last time this place produced something good? The only thing to come out of Green Bay which was successful was, oh wait, the packers loser more times than Alex Bowen.
The crowd boo once again; this time is the loudest so far, insulting a sporting team is a big no, no.
Hey, dont blame me, just because I heard they were the Green Bay slackers. Maybe someone should get them a map, because they are always lost. It might even help them find the end zone!
The crowd are booing very loud now; Justin has pushed the buttons on this crowd.
OK, I have better things to do than insult your lacklustre team all night. Ill now begin to insult Alex Bowen. So after last week, in the fatal four way match where you were dominated by everyone, you get another shot? Could someone explain that to me, because I thought a title match was a reward?
Not to give someone who hasnt won a match in something like two years a spot on the card. Bowen is nothing more than a veteran who thinks because he has been in the business for over ten years; he deserves to be a Champion. Listen Alex, I beat you, how in the blue hell do you think you have a chance of winning?
I have your number, and I just got some credit, so this week Im going to call it. I promise that this week, Ill give you that history making moment. Ill give you a place in history, you will be known for something other than losing here in WZCW.
Slowly Cooper leans forward, with his hair wet, and water dripping down his face.
You make history by being in the match, in which Justin Cooper gained his first Championship. After I pin Chris Jones, your name will forever be written after the word defeated. As I take my place as Champion, you will fall down to the abyss, where you belong. Once again you will be forgotten, left out to dry, with nobody caring what happens to you.
You claim to be hardcore; well this match isnt just about using weapons. Its about timing, gaining the advantage when needed. You could never understand that, you just like these people, will never understand.
The world we live in doesnt move for us, we must move for it. And while you Alexander stand up for the veterans, who never made it. I stand up for my society, a better society, one which doesnt include you or Chris Jones.
However it does include one thing that both of you strive for. The Mayhem Championship, yes it doesnt make sense that I want Mayhem in my society.
While still looking at the camera, Justin lifts his fist up, with the steel chain wrapped around it.
The Mayhem Championship stands for the anarchy that this world has. Yet by having it, we gain more supporters, more people who wish to come forth, to join the cause. Its like when trying to catch a mouse, what do you use?
You use the one thing it wants, cheese. By using this, they are draw to your trap, one which holds them to your mercy. Once I gain the Mayhem Championship, you people will fall in line, wishing to join me. You will finally see that Im better than you. That I hold the key, not Chris Jones, but I.
He stands up, with the chain now hanging for his grip.
Chris Jones is nothing more than a false prophet. He wants to draw you in, causing you more harm than good. You must come to see, that he, doesnt know what is best for you. I on the other hand, I do. While Chris Jones claims to be helping you, he is dragging you down. This man wants to bring society down to his level.
As if it wasnt bad enough, he wishes to grab you by the leg, and pull you down to the bottom less pit. By dragging you people down, he makes himself look better. It will not stop until he has everyone down to his level, which will then causes he to rise above, gaining power over all of you.
The chain which was held in the right hand of Cooper is dropped. He points at it, with his eyes focused on the mat.
The only other way to stop him is by me beating him this week. By taking his Mayhem Championship, I take his reason to live. It is this that gives him the hope, that he can persuade you, to believe in him. When I take this away, he will crumble like the rest, his heart is break into a million pieces.
I stand here, looking like a thug. You people would treat me as one of your own. If I wore a suit, it becomes totally different. Im treated as an outsider, someone who has a disease. Yet when I wear this, these jeans, and this jumper. Im cool, Im seen as a peer to all of you. Well I say, you can all go to hell!
With the crowd booing, Cooper takes off the jumper, showing his bare upper body. He picks his chain up, putting it around his neck.
If dressing like this, is what it takes to get you people to like me. Well unlike the rest of that locker room, Im not willing to do it. When I look back at my career, I will know I never sold out to you. Unlike Ferbian, who hides under a hood, unlike Beaz who hides behind a mask. They sold out, but hiding from you. They dont show their true self. I do, every single week, I stand for myself, for the better society. From the start to the end, I have never hid anything from you people. I am real, I dont need some fake gimmick.
I just come out here every week, and I win matches. This week, will be no different. Just watch, tune in this week. See how I become the new Mayhem Champion, and make history. Now that is something you can bet on.
My Block
Once again we here My Block playing the background, as Justin Cooper exits the ring. With only days until his Mayhem Title match, the excitement is nowhere to be seen on his face. As he makes his way up the ramp, Cooper yells out.
Whos going to save the Saviour?
After this Cooper makes his way backstage, as the camera goes off.
