Meltdown 26 Pre Show - Contract Battle Royal

[Harthan]

A second chance at a contract for all those denied or not entered in the PPV, this will occur as a pre show to Meltdown 26. Match rules are as follows: the match is an over the top battle royal, and has a 15 minute time limit. Any man lasting until the time limit will have earned a WZCW contract and become an official member of the roster.

RP deadline is August 3rd 11:59 EST.

 

[Baller]

We are backstage and we have Mr. Baller blasting his theme music as loud as he can, when Becky comes in.

Becky: MR. BALLER, MR. BALLER.

Mr. Baller can’t hear her and Becky shows frustration, she then pulls the cord of the speaker.

Mr. Baller: What do you think you’re doing. Do you know who your interrupting? Your interrupting Mr. Baller, I’m the next big thing here in WZCW. And I need to get ready for my match.

Becky: Didn’t you say you were the next big thing before your contract battle royale. And I’m pretty sure I remember you being the first eliminated in that match.

Mr. Baller: See that’s what I mean, I get no respect around here. Does Erin Andrews interview Dwayne Wade before a big match? No he doesn’t because he is treated with respect and when a superstar begins to get pumped you don’t get into his zone. Anyway, the reason I was eliminated in that match as the others felt like I was the biggest threat to them. So all 6 of my opponents ganged up on me. Just like back in my days in the 305, where I decided to back out of a gang realizing I was too good for them, and I got beat up for it, just like what happened Civil Revolution. I was felt as a threat so I got attacked by them all.

Becky: Wow, even without a contract you are still as cocky as ever.

With a look of disgust Mr. Baller responds

Mr. Baller: I am confident because I know that whoever my opponent or opponents will be I will not let them gang up on me twice. I am too good and too smart to let that happen once again. I may not know who my opponent is, but whoever it may be I will go after them from bell to bell and I will attack hard and fast.

Becky: So if you do manage to survive your match, how do you plan to get revenge on the men who eliminated you from the battle royale?

Mr. Baller: Whoa Whoa there Becky hold your horses. Yes I know I may win but I’m not going to get too far ahead of myself once again. I don’t plan to make the same mistakes, I have been given a second chance and I fully plan to take advantage of this. See its not about the past, it is about the future. The future is now and I will win this battle royale. Now get out, I have a match to get ready for.

Mr. Baller puts back on his music and starts jumping up and down, getting pumped up.

 

[Lee]

PLEASE NOTE

it is in WZCW rules that you cannot use real wrestlers in your rps...

 

[The Prototype]

Sorry guys I wasn’t clear on the rules last RP. I’ll try this again.

The venue is the Tyson James Training Facility and the cameras are focusing on a wrestling ring, a strange site in a place that is primarily an MMA facility. The camera cuts to “Prototype” Corey Payne staring down 10 huge MMA fighters, most of them bigger than Prototype. Then Prototype’s trainer, uncle, and owner of this fine establishment, Tyson James, appears from another room.

James: You better win this battle royal at Meltdown. You know how much money it cost to get this ring and pay all of these guys to do this?

Payne: Yes Ty, I love you too.

James: Ok, this is a practice battle royal. But guys, that doesn’t mean go easy on him. After all, according to Tito Ortiz, he is a prototype of The World’s Most Dangerous Man. (Chuckles) The only way you can be eliminated is by being thrown over the top rope and both feet need to touch the floor.

All 10 of you go after Payne and try to throw him over. He needs the practice.

Payne: (sarcastically) Yep this is definitely a warm-up. Throw me in the ring with ten of the most dangerous men on the earth and tell them to hurt me. Well it’s the same thing with the real battle royal too. Except as a demonstration, I’m not going to give my full effort.

James: (in disbelief) Ok kid, you wanna commit suicide? That’s fine with me. Go ahead.

James walks to a table that has a ring bell on it and rings it.

James: Start the match.

All 10 guys attack Payne, but he dispatches all of them with punches, kicks, and clotheslines. One man finally gets to him and nails him with some good punches, but Payne ducks a big punch and nails a DDT on him. Another fighter attacks Payne near the ropes, but goes up and over. Two fighters try to team up and dump him over, but he clotheslines one over the ropes and gives the other a roundhouse kick which sends him over. But then the other seven fighters ganged up on Corey and beat him to the canvas.

James: Come on kid! Get up!

Suddenly, bodies start flying everywhere as Payne makes a comeback. One fighter eats a spinebuster from Corey and gets dumped over the top rope. Another takes a sideslam and almost goes up and over, but hangs on until Payne Irish whips a random fighter into the guy who was hanging on, knocking him to the floor. The Irish whip victim turns around and gets a Superman Punch from Prototype that knocks him over the top and to the floor.

James: That’s how you do it!

Payne launches one fighter over the top rope to the floor with a German Suplex. Payne hits a running clothesline on one guy and a Belly-To-Belly Suplex on another. He hits the Protobomb on the only other fighter standing and throws him out. Only two fighters and Payne remain. He picks the one up and delivers the Protoslam, then picks him up and clotheslines him out. Payne goes after the last fighter left, who is 5 inches taller than Corey and outweighs him by at least 50 pounds. He picks him up in a gorilla press and throws him onto the fighter that was just eliminated to win the battle royal.

James: Wow kid, that was amazing! How do you feel?

Payne: (smiling) Great! And buy the way, I wasn’t even trying. Now all the guys in the contract battle royal need to ponder something. Imagine when I am actually trying to hurt you, not just toying with you like how I did with these boys today. It will be a damn scary sight. And at the battle royal, whoever gets in my way will have the pleasure of being dumped over the top rope by the eventual winner of the battle royal, me! I will get a WZCW contract and my journey of dominance… and revenge….. will continue.

James: Good job Corey. But you’re still far away from being ready for the battle royal. Everybody get in the ring and do it again.

Payne: Hey, Baller! (As camera fades) This one is for you!

 

[obiwansidisi]

Charlotte, North Carolina…
The camera pans over the skyline of the city, showing the Bank of America Stadium, with the Carolina Panthers’ flag flying high. It fades into the historical Southpark District, focusing on a mid-century Chateau. The overhead shot fades again to a hand-cam, shaking at it walks up the expansive driveway, around the left side of the estate, past the pool, through the Basketball court, to a private workout facility. The doors swing open, continuing down the hall to a large mirror, showing the image of the newest WZCW employee Stacey Madison, wearing a tight red mini skirt. As she rounds the corner, muffled sounds of a stereo system can be heard from up ahead. Through the next door, the music of Tito Puente can be made clearer, as it opens up to a room filled with workout equipment. Stacey motions for Gary the cameraman to move in closer for a tight shot.

”Uh… excuse me, Mr. Morales,” she says, talking to the figure lying on the weight bench.

The man effortlessly presses the weights, breathing as he exhales. One his last rep, he puts the barbell back against the pins. He sits up to grab his towel, smiling as he does.

”Obsidius” he says, wiping his face.

”Very well… Obsidius,”Stacey stops, staring into his eyes, Uh… I um… wanted to ask you about the rumble for the contract. What do you think your chances are?”

”No, that’s not what ju’ came here for…” Morales states in his thick accent, ”a simple phone interview would’ve taken care of that. Ju’ want to know about mi paqueto segumenté last week, sí?

”Sí… (sigh) um… I mean yes!” Stacey stammers, ”Why are you here in the WZCW?”

”Why does anyone want to be in the WCZW, chiquetá? To be the best! I’ve beaten everyone there is to beat… todo el múndo… UWA, CWF, EWO, RWA, underground… I need more competition. I thought I’d done everything, pero WZCW was left.”

”But what about the fact that you…” Stacey replies, but Morales puts his fingers over her mouth, silencing her.

”Shhhh…” Morales whispers, ”like I said, it doesn’t matter what ju’ know. I don’t care ju’r champion is. The rumble is just the beginning…” moving in closer touching his nose with Stacey’s.

”But Obsidius, what about that gorgeous woman I saw you with earlier when we agreed to…”

”Don’t concern ju’rself with her… that’s not important. The point is, when this is over, I will own the WZCW.” kissing her, ”Now, chiquetá… (kiss) ju’ go back and tell them… (kiss) tell them to polish the title, por qué the champ is coming…”

Stacey wipes the sweat from her forehead, straightening her clothes, before thanking Morales for his time.; nearly forgetting that the camera was in the room with them.

”Gary! You weren’t taping that were you?! Cut the feed! I said cut dammit!”

The camera’s footage ends, showing static on the screen, before fading out…

 

[TheDandTheV]

The scene opens with Stacy Madison looking in the locker room for Mr. Baller.

Stacy: Where is he…Becky better not have found him before me.

She hears a voice behind her she looks to see who it is and it is Matt Royale.

Royale: Finally, some one’s come to interview me. For a minute I thought
you guys forgot about me.

Stacy: Um actually…

She’s interrupted by Royale

Royale: It doesn’t matter let’s get this interview going.

She looks nervous about what to say next

Stacy: well I was actually on my way to interview Mr. Baller before Becky Serra does.

After she says that she can see she struck a nerve with Royale.

Royale: Your telling me that you would rather interview Mr. Baller, a man who was the first eliminated in the Contract Battle royal at Civil Resolution, than me?

Again she is nervous about what to say.

Stacy: Um…yes.

Royale does not look happy; he thinks for a moment and begins to speak.

Royale: I’ll give you two options Stacy, you can either run off and try to interview Mr. Baller, or you can interview me, who I can guarantee you will be the man everyone will be talking about and trying to interview after the battle royal.

She thinks for a moment already knowing that Becky already beat her to the Mr. Baller interview.

Stacy: I guess I’ll stay.

Royale has a smile on his face and looks pleased with her answer.

Royale: I’m glad you made the right decision. Shall we get started?

Stacy: Ok.

She thinks for a moment.

Stacy: Do you think you can survive the entire 15 minutes of the battle royal?

Royale’s face turns bright red and his smile disappears after the question. She can see that question was his last straw. He begins to speak in a low angry voice.

Royale: Why can’t you and these idiot fans get it through you’re thick skulls. I am the pinnacle of greatness, I am wrestling royalty and you asked me if I THINK I can survive for the entire 15 minutes.

Stacy tries to say something but is interrupted by Royal.

Royale: To be honest at first I thought you had promise, Stacy. That’s why I let most of what you were saying about Baller slide. I actually thought you would be different from these fans, but like many things in life I was proven wrong. You and everyone else don't think I’m anything special. Well after this match you and all these idiots will be thinking otherwise. Not only will I survive the 15 minutes but I will completely dominate. You and all these pathetic little fans will finally see that I am not lying and that I truly am wrestling royalty.

He finishes his sentence and walks away. While Stacy looks confused about what just happened.