Post by Toothpick Teddy on Nov 2, 2010 12:51:05 GMT -5
After laying in the ring for about 15 minutes, Grufter finally starts to get up. The referee shrugs his shoulders and motions for the bell to be rung, as Razor is still nowhere to be seen. The fans are livid, screaming and tossing half eaten burgers and half eaten papers into the ring.
Allyson : You gotta be kidding me!
Simon : Grufter has done it Allyson! Grufter has defeated Razor Sharp!
Allyson : No he didn't! Razor wasn't even here!
Simon : It doesnt matter how he won it, its going to be in the record books, Grufter ONE, Razor ZERO!
Allyson : This is just about the worst start to a show that I've seen in a very long time. This is HORRIBLE!
Simon : Well you know what they say, Horrible and Ring Wars go together ever since Posh took it over!
Allyson : Who's Posh?
Simon : *sigh* they hired you for your looks, didn't they?
Allyson : Well ONE of us has go to look good you fat SLOB!
Simon : While that MAY or MAY NOT be true, the fact is, I know my wrestling history! This arena is absolutely furious with this start!
Half eaten burgers, half eaten papers from burgers and even some fans are tossed into the ring as the crowd screams in anger at not seeing Razor Sharp and being low blown with such a terrible match...
Or rather, lack of match. (It would've been terrible either way, but at least seeing Grufter get tossed around by a maniac like Razor Sharp would've been worth the price of admission!).
Grufter rolls outta the ring, avoiding the projectiles thrown at him and slides under, pulling out a black bag. He tosses the bag into the ring and runs up the announcer...
Allyson : Looks like that idiot has something to say. Please kill me now.
Simon : I wonder what's in that bag!
Grufter stares down at the crowd who finally begin to calm down just a bit, but continue chanting such inspirational messages as "This sucks balls" and "We want RE-FUND".
Finally Grufter picks the microphone up to his lips.
Grufter : Ladies and Gentlemen and everything in between, the winner of this match and NEW REW WEAK STYLE champion...GRUFF! RUFF! RUFF! GRUFTER!
Allyson : WHAT?!!
Simon : Weak Style championship?
The fans resume heat.
Grufter : That's right, boys girls and turtles of all sizes! What I have here in this bag is REW's newest title and MY first championship...THE BRAND NEW, THE ONE AND ONLY, BETTER THAN YOUR MOMMA, WEAK STYLE CHAMPIONSHIP!
Grufter reaches into the bag and takes out the "title". The title is a piece of cardboard taped between two paper plates with drawings on it and a marker scribbled "Weak style championship" in between.
It looks like this,
Allyson : Just when I thought this couldn't get any stupider...
Simon : This is brilliant! We have a strong style championship, why not a weak style championship!
Allyson : Yes, Weak, perfect for you and Grufter!
Simon : Sometimes weakness is the greatest strength!
Allyson : NO.
Grufter celebrates with his brand new title as he walks up the ramp.
Of course, wrestler created titles are not recognized by a company, but Grufter doesn't care. Why doesn't he care? Well, lets see, he rides a pet dinosaur and do you think somebody who rides a DINOSAUR is gonna care?
No one is gonna F with you when you're riding that!
* Fin *
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