Post by John Laurinaitis on Jun 20, 2012 8:26:02 GMT -6
Saturday Night's Main Event: All-Stars!
LIVE! From The Jacksonville Veterans Memorial Arena in Jacksonville, Florida!
6/25/12!
The Saturday Night's Main Event logo slowly wipes across the screen. An unfamiliar riff suddenly perks up our ears, grasping the attention of millions around the world. The song suddenly picks up, as the rest of the band joins in. With the sound of "Kick In The Teeth" by Papa Roach blaring through our ears, a montage of the first two weeks in Saturday Night's Main Event begins to play. As the chorus kicks in, the screen shatters into millions of tiny pieces. We are suddenly sent into the in Jacksonville, Florida! The thousands of fans in attendance begin to go wild, as lights begin to flash upon the stage. The camera pans throughout the crowd catching them in their moment of excitement and pure adrenaline. We switch cameras, looking on at the stage. The guitar comes in with a solo, as the lights slightly dim. The song slowly rises in volume, as a massive explosion of pyrotechnics shoots off. The stage is completely lit up, and the energy in the building is absolutely amazing. We quickly cut over to Joey Styles and Austin Owens, who bring us the introduction...
Joey Styles: Ladies and gentleman... welcome to Saturday Night's Main Event... All-Stars! After two weeks of Brawl 4 All, we're bringing out the big guns tonight!
Austin Owens: We sure are, Joey! Word has it that Paul Heyman and John Laurinaitis have booked one hell of a show for tonight!
Joey Styles: We are one week away from Rumble in the Jungle, ladies and gentlemen. Tonight we find out who goes on to the finals to fight The Animal Batista to crown a World Heavyweight Champion. Will it be Sheamus or Randy Orton? We'll find out tonight, as these two go head to head after teaming up last week!
Austin Owens: If I were Orton, I would watch my back! After delivering that RKO to Sheamus and walking out on him, he has hell to pay from the Celtic Warrior!
Austin Owens: Well, Joey, what I want to know is... what does Shawn Michaes have to say about the Undertaker? Last week Taker made it known that he is here for one reason and one reason only... to make Shawn's life a living hell after breaking his word.
Joey Styles: Well... Undertaker may not be getting his hands on HBK any time soon, but we did see Big Daddy Cool stand up for his fellow Kliq member by challenging Taker to a match at Rumble in the Jungle! This one is going to be huge, Austin!
Joey Styles: But that isn't all we are going to see at Rumble in the Jungle. Last week we saw Edge defeat Daniel Bryan to claim a shot at the No Holds Barred Championship. Who else will claim their shot at the title?
Styles and Owens are suddenly cut off, as John Laurinaitis' music blares through the Jacksonville Veterans Memorial Arena. The crowd is hot, pelting the hated Head of Talent Relations with boos. As Johnny walks out onto the stage, he has a wide grin across his face. He slowly makes his way to down the ramp, smiling and nodding at the fans. As Ace makes it into the ring, he is handed a microphone. As the music fades out, John begins to speak.
John Laurinaitis: Thank you... thank you all for that warming welcome. As you all know, my name is John Laurinaitis, Head of Talent Relations. It is my job to search the world for the best talent in this industry. Last week I signed Booker T to a contract. When Booker asked for someone to prove himself against... I revealed The Next Biggest Thing... Brock Lesnar! That's right, I snatched Brock Lesnar right out from under the UFC! If that doesn't prove my worth, then I don't know what will. Along with the in-ring debut of Brock Lesnar and Booker T tonight, we will see several other talents make their debut. Talents like Cody Rhodes, Dolph Ziggler, and... unfortunately... John Cena. But the best is for last. Last week when CM Punk was running his mouth in this very ring, he was cut off by the most Must-See Superstar in the world... the Miz! Now... last week my plan did not go so well. Randy Orton and Sheamus couldn't get the job done. That is why tonight... I am calling on two other men to get the job done. Those two men... are Batista... and the Miz! CM Punk... Christian... these two are going to make sure neither one of you compete in an SNME ring again! And after that... I will wish you both the best of luck in your fut-
The Instant Classic makes his way from backstage to the chagrin of one John Laurinaitis. Christian with mic in hand looks out over the crowd at the thousands of peeps in attendance. The crowd cheers wildly for "Captain Charisma" who begins to address Laurinaitis.
Christian: Johnny... I don't know if you hear that, but I believe this arena is filled with peeps! But you know something, I did not come out here just to hear the fans chant my name, although believe me that is reason enough! Johnny you are pathetic... You have no concept of what these fans want to see. But I will tell you what they WILL see... They are going to see the CoC victorious once again. So Johnny... that got me thinking. Why don't you put your money where your mouth is? If we lose tonight, you get your little revenge... BUT... but, if the CoC is victorious over your two clearly hand chosen cronies... We want YOU, Mr. John Laurinaitis, to be at Rumble in the Jungle and HAND PRESENT the CoC the SNME Tag Team Championships! What do you say, Johnny Boy?
Ace laughs at Christian's demand, before speaking into the microphone.
John Laurinaitis: Christian... you want to be handed the SNME World Tag Team Championships? Are you out of your mind? You don't deserve the chance to even earn those belts, much less be handed them. I'll tell you what... if you do indeed beat Batista and Miz tonight... then I will personally show up at Rumble in the Jungle to hand you and... and... CM Punk the SNME World Tag Team Championships! But don't get your hopes up, Christian. Batista and Miz will not let the two of you walk out tonight with a victory. They have both given me their word.
Christian smirks in the ring as Big Johnny gives in to the CoC's demands. Johnny has a worried look on his face as the thought of the CoC holding gold in SNME becomes real to him. Christian smiles wide and begins to rally his peeps before getting cut off by a menacing tune blaring through the PA system.
"The Animal" Batista emerges from the back dress in designer jeans, aviator sunglasses, custom hand sewn leather shoes, and a black Oxford button down that is unbuttoned revealing his ripped figure. Batista stands on the ramp with a confident grin on his face staring at Christian in the ring.
Christian starts to throw a fit in the ring as Big Johnny smiles at his enforcer makes his way down the ramp. Big Dave takes the microphone from Laurinaitis, as he enters the ring, and raises it to speak to the SNME Universe.
Batista: Christian, you and Punk have crossed the wrong man here in Saturday Night's Main Event, and that man has come to be the most dominant wrestler on this roster to handle his business. Now, you may be asking yourself, why would I help Mr. Laurinaitis when I already have a guaranteed SNME World Heavyweight Championship opportunity at Rumble in the Jungle? Well the answer is simple, Christian. Two weeks ago CM Punk decided to insult me in this very ring, and on top of that, he did it again the next week. Punk has been pushing my buttons, and I want to rip him to pieces for it, but that's not the only reason, Christian. See, I told the world a few weeks ago that I was here to win belts and make money. Which brings me to my next point; see helping John Laurinaitis beat you down gets me a big fat bonus check and it gets me and Miz the SNME Tag Team Championships. That's right, Christian, if you win you get the belts, and if we win, we get the belts. So tonight after Miz and I beat the hell out of you two jokers, we will have our first taste of SNME gold whether you like it or not!
The crowd explodes with boos as Christian throws a complete fit in the ring and Batista smirks at him from across the ring. Batista turns to leave and hand the microphone to Big Johnny, but suddenly remembers something. Batista turns to the camera and says.
Batista: Hey Punk, how's that for a pipebomb, bitch!
Batista drops the microphone and shakes Laurinaitis's hand before...
At the mention of "pipe bomb" the familiar tune blares throughout the arena sending fans into a frenzy. CM Punk swaggers onto the staging area, microphone in hand and a smirk on his face. Stopping at the top of the stage he smiles, slowly taking a seat and crossing his legs. John Laurinaitis brings his microphone to his mouth before he is swiftly cut off by the Straight Edge Warrior.
CM Punk: Johnny, before you even say anything, just do us all a favor and shut that fat mouth of yours and listen for once. See, tonight after waiting for an entire week, I'm going to get my hands on the Reality Reject, The Miz, ruining my debut victory in SNME... But another joy to this...
CM Punk stands to his feet and begins walking to the ring, still talking all the while.
CM Punk: Is that I'm also going to have the pleasure of shutting up that over sized freak beside you!
Batista can be seen shouting obsenities as John begins trying to hold him back while Punk enters the ring.
CM Punk: Dave... For weeks now you've been coming out here and stealing my phrases and quotes. Now, I'm sure you're too busy juicing up in the back to ever think of a creative or an original idea of your own, and yeah, maybe I took a stab at you first, but to blatantly plagiarize my phrases "pipebomb" this and "best in the world" that... You must really... really... really... want to be C... M... Punk.
Batista looks to be livid at Punk's accusations as he seethes whilst Punk continues.
CM Punk: And I get it, who doesn't want to be the best? I mean even with all your strength no one in their right mind would want to be David Bautista... I mean you want a pipe bomb? Here's one for you Dave... You're a failure... You're the atypical retarded meat head that picks on kids in Disney shows because you hate your damn self. I mean you wanted to be a bodybuilder but even with all your HGH and Anabolic Steroids, both of which I can proudly say I have never taken, you still failed... So you decided to try to be a wrestler because guys like the "Funkman" next to you will kiss your ass and do whatever it takes to make you look like a skilled unstoppable monster, so you got on your knee's kissed ass and in an elevator straight to the top of the WWE, having all the jackasses that ran the company tell you you were a star when these people couldn't change the channel fast enough when they saw you come to the ring no matter if you were speaking or if you were wrestling, how can you claim to be the best at something when you bore people to death at it? Again, you're a failure...
Batista paces back and forth like a caged animal as John Laurinaitis tries defusing the angry monster of a man.
CM Punk: Awww what's wrong Dave? Does the truth make you mad? Do you want to try fighting me backstage? Well we can meet up back there and I'll give you the first shot just like Booker Huffman did before he kicked your ass in front of all the guys in the locker room before Summerslam... Again... You failed!
Knowledgeable fans who remember the infamous backstage scuffle from years ago can be heard "ooooo"ing in the crowd.
CM Punk: Then you tried to do Mixed Martial Arts because Scott Coker likes putting freak shows like you in an octagon, but when the company was bought out by a guy named Dana White who actually knows talent, or in your case lack there of, he dropped your ass quicker than a video hoe! And don't get me started on those God awful insomniac cures you call movies, David... Again you failed... so tonight you will again fail... and after myself and Christian win this tag team match at Rumble In The Jungle your buddy Johnny here is gonna have nothing to do but suck it!
Laurinaitis looks angered as well as Batista is near his breaking point, however Punk merely smirks in return.
CM Punk: There's your "Pipe Bomb" David, I hope it will help you to get over trying to make my stuff yours and inspire you to actually do or say something original for once.
Punk drops his microphone and turns to the crowd, turning his back on Batista and awaiting an ambush... However Laurinaitis convinces Batista to keep his cool, as Punk now exits the ring heading for the backstage area when...
Punk's retreat is immediately cut off by the instantly-recognizable bellow of "AWESOME!" Mike "The Miz" Mizanin struts on to the stage, cutting off Punk's exit. Punk's eyes narrow as he grimaces as his other opponent for the night moves into his line of sight. Miz, as always, wears a designer three-piece and his signature "better-than-you" facial expression. Miz pulls up, face-to-face with Punk. Miz pulls a microphone from his back pocket. He glares at Punk as he lifts the microphone to his mouth.
Mike "The Miz" Mizanin: Punk, I'm not out here to attempt to drop a "pipebomb" on you. I'm just here to remind you that last week, I told you I would leave you staring up at the lights. And the last sight you had that night were those bright lights. So, you can get sidetracked with your cock, and you can belittle lower lifeforms--yes, I'm talking about you, Batista--but at the end of the day, you're gonna be in the same position you were last week.
The Miz lowers the microphone and glares at Punk, and the tension could be cut with a knife.
Joey Styles: Ladies and gentlemen, we've got to take a commercial break! Stay tuned and don't go anywhere!
The show slowly fades to commercial...
As we come back from our commercial break, we will be taken backstage with our colleague Matt Striker who is standing next to a man who claims to be the greatest wrestler in the business today.
Matt Striker: Hi I am Matt Striker and I am here to introduce my guest at this time…
We see a man standing to the right of Matt Striker Performing a perfect handstand as he pops on up to his feet to interrupt Matt Striker. And the crowd goes nuts as they see Dolph Ziggler in Saturday Nights Main Event.
Dolph Ziggler: ugh stop right there, I am going to do the rest of the talking from here on out because I am already sick of that pathetic voice of yours…
Striker walks off in a rather disgusted way as Dolph Ziggler is shown on the tron.
Dolph Ziggler: for all of you in attendance tonight, in case you do not know my name is Dolph ZIGGLER! And I am the best DAMN wrestler in any of the so called wrestling corporations around the world TODAY!
The crowd boo’s as they hear the arrogant claim by the Showoff Dolph Ziggler, as Ziggler smiles while hearing our live crowd in Jacksonville, Florida.
Dolph Ziggler: You see for all of you in attendance tonight and for the millions watching around the world, what you need to realize that you are looking at the future of this company; there may be some so called legends, or should I say has-beens like Shawn Michaels and the Undertaker, and of course we have the most overrated superstars of today like John Cena and Randy Orton, but what you people need to understand is that there is always going to be more John Cenas and there’s always going to be those washed up wrestlers who can’t hang up there boots when they can not even stand straight, but what you need to know is there is only going to be ONE DOLPH ZIGGLER AND ONLY ONE #HEEL.
The Crowd is going crazy over the statements made from Ziggler. AS the crowd boo’s, Ziggler slicks his hair back, grins and continues to speak.
Dolph Ziggler: But enough about me, as you all may or may not know, which I am assuming you all don’t due to all your as shown by your state testing scores bringing our countries averages down almost exclusively here in Jacksonville, Florida!
The crowd is really heated to the point Ziggler cannot even speak into the microphone and be heard.
Dolph Ziggler: Tonight I am going one on one with the man known as Cody Rhodes, you see just like all of you here in attendance tonight Cody is also a failure, a loser, and most importantly a man who wishes, no wait dreams to be Dolph Ziggler. You see Cody claims to be successful but what I see is a man who is just as much of a joke as his polka-dotted, overweight, most overrated wrestling father was, and in case you all don’t know who I am talking about his name is the so called American dream Dusty Rhodes.
The crowd starts to Chant DUSTY! DUSTY! DUSTY! And just as the crowd gets louder and louder Ziggler Says "SHUT UP!!"
Dolph Ziggler: As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted by you over tanned, bath salt eating, egotistical crybabies, Cody doesn’t just come from a family with American dreams but in case you all do not know he also comes from a family where gold fedishes derive from , or in simple wrestling terms a freaks who loves gold...
The crowd is booing over Ziggler's remarks just until a Goldust chant breaks out. GOLDUST! GOLDUST! Ziggler simple smiles and laughs.
Dolph Ziggler: Hahaha you see you people are complete nmrods, only the fans here in Jacksonville would chant for some washed up so-called legend Goldust. Anyways tonight I am going to show you people that just like the rest of the Rhodes family, Cody will amount to nothing more than a complete loser when the ref pins you 1! 2! 3! And yours truly the natural, the show-stealer, the #HEEL, and your future SNME CHAMPION has his hand raised up high. GOD! DAMN I AM GOOD AT WHAT I DO!
Ziggler puts on an intense look and walks on over to the gorilla position as he is about to go out and do his first SNME match.
Joey Styles: Dolph Ziggler, ladies and gentlemen. As you heard, he goes one on one with Cody Rhodes.
Austin Owens: Two hot young talents, Joey! And it's up next!
"Here To Show The World' blares through the arena, as the crowd begins to boo. The Showoff Dolph Ziggler slowly makes his way out onto the stage with an arrogant smile across his face. Ziggler runs his hands over his wet hair and flicks the water off of his hands right into the camera that looks on at him. Ziggler slowly makes his way down the ramp, mocking the fans and telling them just how perfect he is. Ziggler slides into the ring and pulls off his pink Showoff shirt and throws it to the outside.
"Smoke & Mirrors" blares through the arena, as Dolph cuts his attention to the stage. Dolph looks on, as he waits for his opponent to make his way out. Moments go by, and Cody Rhodes has not made his way out. Dolph begins to grow impatient and slides out of the ring. He grabs a microphone and slides back into the ring.
Dolph Ziggler: Cut the music! Now... I was told I would be facing Cody Rhodes tonight... but it looks like Cody is too... afraid to come on out here. So go on, ref! Ring the bell! Count this pathetic Rhodes out!
Dolph Ziggler vs. Cody Rhodes
Koalas16 vs. noistalgic
"Ding, ding, ding!"
As Dolph stands in the ring, the referee begins to count.
"1!"
"2!"
"3!"
"4!"
"5!"
"6!"
"7!"
"8!"
"9!"
"10!"
The referee signals for the bell and raises Dolph's hand in victory.
Dolph Ziggler: Cody... I hope the next time you are scheduled to face Perfection you will atleast do me the courtesy of showing your ugly face! You coward!
Ziggler's music blares through the arena, as he drops the microphone and rolls out of the ring. As Ziggler heads ot the back, All Stars cuts to a video...
The scene fades into a dark, cloudless night in the middle of the city. The skyline is filled with skyscrapers, reaching for the sky. Down on the streets are hundreds, if not thousands of cars, moving ever so slowly in traffic, each heading for their respective destinations. The camera floats down to the street levels where several cars are backed up, awaiting the green light. In the distance, a faint sound of a car engine is heard heading this way. A few moments later, a blood red 2000 Dodge Viper GTS-R Concept is seen turning onto the street at a fast pace. The car blasts by the camera at an amazing speed and goes through the red light, as the camera follows it. It makes a few turns until it gets to the inner sections of the city, where it enters the Jacksonville Veterans Memorial Arena parking garage.
The car cuts off most of it's speed and rolls slowly through the garage, searching for somewhere to park. The person in the car then sees a spot open, but on the spot it has the words "Reserved for SNME Superstars". Despite the fact it has that, the man parks there. Ron Simmons, the head of security, is shown behind the car. He walks up to the car and waits for the person to come out and as the the door opens, Simmons speaks.
Ron Simmons: Excuse me, this is a parking spot for SNME superstars only. With that being said, can you move the car?
Out of the car emerges a 6'2" male with ginger hair wearing a pair of black jeans, a Grey shirt and a scarf. Ron looks at him and utters his vintage words.
Ron Simmons: DAMN!
???: I know that you may not be aware of this, Ron boy, but I am SNME's newest superstar.
Ron Simmons: Oh ok. And your name is?
The man replies with a joyful tone as if he is proud of his name.
???: My name is Heath Slater.
Heath then grabs his bags from his car and leaves and starts walking towards the backstage area looking for his locker room, but then is stopped by the one and only, the beautiful Maria Kanellis. Heath looks at Maria from head to toe and smiles.
Maria: Do you have a moment, Mr..Mr..Um...
Heath Slater: Mr. Slater, but you can call me Heath and sure, anything for a beautiful lady.
Maria: Oh, thank you.
Heath Slater: Don't mention it.
Heath turns his head to one side and starts looking at Maria's behind as she starts asking him questions.
Maria: So, Heath. How do you feel knowing you are now apart of such a big wrestling company like SMNE?
Heath Slater: It feels great knowing that I'm gonna get my big break. I've been in the independent circuit for quite a long time now and SNME has been scouting me since they opened and they realized that I have the whole package.
Maria: So you are confident about yourself?
Heath Slater: Of course. Confidence is the key, baby. A few seconds ago you didn't know my name, but in a few months time, you will get sick of hearing my name because its going to be shining in lights, and I'm going to be prancing around here with gold around my waist. I'm also confident that I'll take you out to dinner tonight.
Maria: Aha. Hmm, if you play your cards right and impress me that might happen, but this is an interview Heath, can you focus?
Heath Slater: I am always focused. I am more focused and ready than Sponge Bob going to work, and one thing that you also need to know about me is that, I don't only have amazing in-ring ability, that I'm a ONE MAN, SOUTHERN ROCK BAND!
Heath starts playing with his air guitar and Maria looks on having doubts if this man is mentally stable or not so she concludes the interview.
Maria: Thank you for your time Heath.
Maria walks off in a fast motion and Slater watches her leave.
Heath Slater: She must not like guitars.
Heath grabs his bags and leaves as the camera fades to the next event.
"My Time Is Now" blares through the arena, as the thousands of people filling the arena jump to their feet! John Cena comes charging out onto the stage, dressed for battle, pointing to the ring! As Cena takes off down the ramp, he slides into the ring. Cena throws his hands up, as the crowd cheers for him. He then pulls his hat off and tosses it into the crowd along with his shirt.
As Cena's music fades out, "Coming Home" blares through the arena! Fog shoots up from the stage, as the "Rated R Superstar" Edge comes running through it. With his trenchcoat hanging down his back, Edge runs from one side of the stage to the other. Edge looks out into the crowd, getting them fired up for his match here tonight. Edge begins to make his way down the ramp, before stopping halfway down. Edge throws his fists up, as fireworks explode in the air behind him! Edge takes off running down the ramp and slides into the ring and across the mat. As he gets up, he runs his hands through his long blonde hair and runs to the corner. Edge leaps up to the middle rope and looks out into the sea of fans packing the Jacksonville Veterans Memorial Arena here in Jacksonville, Florida!
John Cena vs. "Rated R Superstar" Edge
im_the_best_99 vs. Save_us_pawn99
Winner: John Cena!
As All-Stars cuts to the back, a camera follows Booker T down the hall, where he begins to bang on a door. As Booker shoves the door open, he barges into the office of John Laurinaitis.
Booker T: John Laurinaitis, I can't take it that Randy Orton runs his big mouth week after week. I'm sick of it, dog! So Johnny, make the right decision! Let me shut that punk up! C'mon, Johnny! If I beat Brock tonight, then I sho' nuff deserve to face Randy next week!
Johnny looks to be shocked at Booker T's sudden intrusion into his office.
John Laurinaitis: Booker T... we went over this last week. Randy Orton is in the midst of the World Heavyweight Championship Tournament. He has no time to worry about... you. Next week is Rumble in the Jungle, SNME's first pay-per-view. I am sure Randy will already have plans, but what I can do... is find you an opponent. How does that sound, Booker?
Ace looks up at Booker from his desk, waiting for him to reply.
Booker T: Johnny, that sounds a bit better, but we should say if Randy Orton some how losses that match, and if I win my match with Brock Lesnar, then we should have a date at Rumble in the Jungle, if you know what I'm saying. But of course, if Orton wins, he will be going into Rumble in the Jungle for a championship match. So what do you say, Johnny? If I win against Brock Lesnar, and if Orton loses tonight, then I will see him at Rumble in the Jungle!
John Laurinaitis looks to be nervous about the decision if he should agree to it
Booker T: But make no mistake about it, Johnny, whether you either agree to it or not, I will get my hands on Randy Orton one way or another. I would prefer it to be legal when I get my hands on him rather then taking things into my own hands.
Ace contemplates for a moment, thinking about what decision he can make.
John Laurinaitis: Booker T, I would love nothing more than to give you a match with Randy Orton at the Rumble in the Jungle pay-per-view. However... I cannot do that. Our General Manager, Paul Heyman, has decided that the two losers of the Semi-Finals for the World Heavyweight Championship Tournament will go head to head at Rumble in the Jungle for the Intercontinental Championship! One of those men is Shawn Michaels. And the other... is the loser of Randy Orton and Sheamus tonight. So unfortunately... I cannot override Mr. Heyman's decision.
Booker T shakes his head in disappointment.
Booker T: Johnny, I am so sorry to hear that, dog, I never disappoint my fans out there. So with that being said... after this whole tournament ends. No matter who the winner or loser is, I will get my hands on Randy Orton one way or another. Do you understand me when I say that, Johnny?
John Laurinaitis: Booker... I understand that. After having failed me last week, I would love nothing more than for someone to get their hands on Orton. After Rumble in the Jungle, I will do all I can to make sure that you are booked in a match against him, whether he is the World Heavyweight Champion or not. Now, if you may excuse me, Booker. I have work to do.
Johnny points to the door, as Booker T looks insulted. As Booker walks out, Laurinaitis picks up his phone and starts to dial a number, as All-Stars cuts to commercial.
"Electrifying" blares through the sold out Jacksonville Veterans Memorial Arena, as the crowd goes insane! The Rock comes through the curtain blazing a hole through the ring with an intense stare. Rock looks around the arena at the thousands... and thousands of fans that fill the building. He then heads down the ramp, slapping the hand of a lucky fan every now and then. Rock quickly jogs up the steps and climbs the turnbuckle. As he stands on the middle rope, he looks out into the sea of fans chanting, "Rocky! Rocky! Rocky!" Rock raises his eyebrow and throws his arm up into the air. Flashes go off all around the arena, capturing the Rock in his trademark pose. The Rock hops over the ropes and into the ring, as the lights return to normal. Rock paces back and fourth, as he waits for his opponent.
As Daniel Bryan's theme blares through the air, the Jacksonville Veterans Memorial Arena pops! Daniel slowly makes his way out, pointing to the sky and screaming yes. As Daniel makes his way down the ramp, the crowd chants, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" Daniel leaps up onto the apron and runs to the corner. Bryan climbs to the middle rope and looks out into the crowd. As Daniel hops into the ring, he pulls his entrance jacket off and hits the ropes to get a feel for the ring. As Daniel stands across the ring from Rock, he once again starts screaming, "Yes! Yes! Yes!", and the crowd joins him.
The Rock vs. Daniel Bryan
Tru_LegendKiller vs. iKid_McFly
The American Dragon jumps around the ring, pumping his arms and shouting “YES! YES! YES!” while The Great One simply stares on with a bit of distaste. Danielson prances around the ring with his hands to the sky, strutting circles around The Rock. The crowd begins to back The Submission Specialist, and soon the whole arena begins to rumble with the sounds of “YES!” It is so loud, in fact, that when the ring bell sounds to start the match, Danielson cannot even hear it.
"Ding, Ding, Ding!"
Danielson continues to jubilantly jaunt around the ring—right into the clutches of The Rock! The ecstatic visage of The American Dragon suddenly twists into a frantic grimace as his eyes bug out in their sockets. “The Most Electrifying Man in Sports Entertainment” flashes his million dollar smile, cocks the eyebrow, and lays yet another Jabroni down with a gigantic Rock Bottom! Rocky pops to his feet and places a boot on the chest of the unconscious Danielson. Referee Mike Chioda slides to the mat for the pin count:
"1…
2….
3!"
Rock just shakes his head in disgust and kicks the self-proclaimed “Best Wrestler in the World” from The Great One’s ring. The nine-time World Champion climbs onto the second rope and breathes a huge breathe before cocking an arm to the sky as the thousands in attendance finally have something to “YES!” about. The Great One glares down at the man he has just humiliated as the scene quickly fades to the back.
The crowd is going crazy as All-Stars cuts to the back. Big Daddy Cool Kevin Nash is seen standing in front of the interview set, but their is no one around to interview him. Nash holds a microphone and brings it to his mouth to speak, as the camera focuses on him.
Kevin Nash: Hey, Deadman... you wanted me and tonight you got me! But it's not in a singles match. No, tonight we're in a tag team match. It's going to be the Undertaker and the cheap shot artist, Stone Cold Steve Austin, against me and a partner of my choosing. I would ask Shawn... but he's got other business to tend to tonight.
The crowd can be heard booing from within the arena.
Kevin Nash: Austin, you wanna strike me with a chair and get yourself disqualified? You're nothing but a low down dirty snake that can't handle the Jackknife. So tonight, in our tag match I expect no running and no chair shots from behind. You got that, Austin?
Nash looks deep into the camera, as if he were staring Austin right in the eyes.
Kevin Nash: Now for my big announcement. I would like to introduce to everyone, my tag team partner tonight. He is the Cerebral Assassin... The King of Kings... The Game... Triple H!
Triple H steps into view, as the camera zooms out to widen the shot.
Triple H: That's right... tonight Kevin and I go into that ring to take care of business. To weaken the Deadman and the Texas Rattlesnake.
The crowd begins to boo at the thought of them beating Undertaker and Steve Austin.
Triple H: Like I was saying, I'm teaming up with Nash tonight to take on two of the top wrestlers here in SNME. They are the Undertaker and Stone Cold Steve Austin. Guys, I have respect for you in the business, but no one's better then the Cerebral Assassin, the King of Kings! Tonight Nash and I will walk away victorious because we're that damn good! And if I prove to Shawn Michaels that I still have it, then I will have my rightful place in the Kliq. I'm sorry... but that's an offer I can't refuse, as we've been friends for years.
Kevin Nash: Hold it right there, Hunter. It's not that easy. You see, if you want in the Kliq, then you must prove to me and Shawn that you're a winner. In doing this, me and you must defeat the team of Austin and Taker tonight as a unit. So, Hunter, are you with me?
Triple H: Yeah, Kev, I'm with you, but if there's any funny business, then just forget about this alliance. So, Kev, are you ready to win? Undertaker... Stone Cold... tonight the two of you will get the beating of a life time at the hands of myself and Kev. Make no mistake about it!
Nash: Hunter, you have my word that I won't try anything funny. And tonight we will reform the Kliq and become the most dominate group in SNME history, as we already have Shawn Michaels and me, Kevin Nash. Now if we add you, the Game, Triple H, then we will surely become the biggest and baddest group to ever step foot in the SNME ring. So, Hunter, I trust you do you trust me?
Nash extends his hand awaiting HHH to shake it. Hunter looks down at Nash's hand, staring at it. He then reaches out, and graps it. The two of them shake hands, as All Stars cuts to the ring.
"Can You Dig It?!?" blares through the arena, as the crowd roars with cheers. Booker T comes out onto the stage, fired up for his debut here tonight on All Stars! As Booker T walks across the stage, his throws his hands up, causing flames to shoot up across the stage behind him! As the flames die down, Booker points to the ring and makes his way down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans that reach out over the barricade for a high-five. Booker T jogs up the steps and walks across the apron. He quickly ducks under the top rope and enters the ring. Booker drops to his knee and raises his hand up in front of his face. He stares deeply at his hand, as he starts to shake. Booker suddenly spins around on his shoulders... Spin-a-rooni! As Booker gets back to his feet, he begins to pace the ring, waiting on his opponent.
"The Next Big Thing" blares through the arena, as the fans are fired up to see the return of Brock Lesnar to wrestling after so many years of being in the UFC. As the music plays on, it looks as if no one is going to come out. The fans begin to grwo impatient, as Booker T paces the ring, motioning for his opponent to bring it on down to the ring. Rather than Brock Lesnar, Paul Heyman steps out onto the stage. Heyman signals for the music to cut and brings a microphone to his mouth.
Paul Heyman: Ladies and gentlemen... as you all know Brock Lesnar was supposed to make his debut here tonight. He was supposed to step into that very ring and go head to head with Booker T. Unfortunately that won't be happening. Brock is a good friend of mine, and I thought he would be here tonight. After all... John Laurinaitis did tell me that he signed Brock to a contract. Brock never signed that contract, John. That... is the reason why he is not here tonight. John Laurinaitis lied to me, and he lied to you people. And now John... I have had to come up with a replacement for Brock. I had to get the first person I saw to replace Brock... On behalf of my moronic Head of Talent Relations, who may not have a job for much longer, I apologize to all of those who were lied to. Booker... here is your new opponent.
"One Man Band" blares shreds through the speakers, as the ginger haired Heath Slater steps out onto the stage. With a wide smile across his face, Heath looks out at the thousands of fans that fill the arena. His eyes glaze over in amazement, as he points to Booker T in the ring and heads down the ramp, playing a little air guitar! Heath quickly rolls into the ring and climbs to the middle rope. Heath throws his hands up, as he poses for the fans. As Heath climbs down, he takes his place in his corner, a she awaits the referee to signal the match to start.
mikey69xD vs. IM-Awesome1221
(Booker T and Brock Lesnar make their debut!)
"Ding, ding, ding!"
Winner: Heath Slater
As Slater raises his hand in victory, Booker T gets up with a look of shock on his face. He was caught off guard by Slater, and never expected him to hit him with Sweetness! Booker T grabs the referee by the shirt and starts to complain about the match, but there is nothing that can be done. As Slater rolls out of the ring, Booker T looks pissed as ever in the ring after suffering an embarassing loss to a rookie.
John Laurinaitis' music blares through the Jacksonville Veterans Memorial Arena, and the crowd is hot, pelting the hated Head of Talent Relations with boos. As Johnny walks out onto the stage, he has a wide grin across his face. He slowly makes his way to down the ramp, smiling and nodding at the fans. As Ace makes it into the ring, he is handed a microphone. As the music fades out, John begins to speak.
John Laurinaitis: Ladies and gentlemen... I know you have already heard from me once tonight, but I have a very big announcement to make. I have been working diligently all night to make this happen, and when I told Mr. Heyman the news, he wanted me to come out here and announce it to everyone. As you all know... my name is John Laurinaitis, and I am the Head of Talent Relations. Because of me you all get to see your favorite Superstars. But starting at the Rumble in the Jungle pay-per-view, you are not only going to get to see your favorite Superstars... you are also going to get to see your favorite Divas! At Rumble in the Jungle you will see the in-ring debut of not one... not two... not three... but four SNME Divas! Those four Divas will be competing in a Fatal 4 Way match to crown the very first Saturday Night's Main Event Women's Champion! Ladies... would any of you like to make an appearance and introduce yourselves to the audience?
Laurinaitis waits patiently to see if one of the women make their way out.
"Holla'" suddenly echos through the arena, as the crowd looks to the stage. The blond bombshell, Kelly Kelly steps out onto the stage with a wide smile across her beautiful face. As Kelly waves to the fans, she makes her way down the ramp. Kelly makes her way up the steps and enters the ring, where she is handed a microphone.
Kelly Kelly: Hello, everyone! My name is Kelly Kelly, and I'm the newest Diva here in SNME! I'm not just a pretty face... I'm a fighter. I Came to this company to make history. If you people don't know what I'm talking about.... I'll explain it. I Came to this company to become the first ever SNME Women's Champion and to be the best Diva here in SNME. And now I'm asking you, Mr. John Laurinaitis, would you give me the opportunity to be in this match for the Women's Championship?
???: HAH! Her?
The cheers for Kelly's pleas are slit with a knife by a resounding screech. The cameras cut away from Johnny "Ace", back to the stage, where yet another woman has appeared from behind the curtain. This woman looks somewhat similar to Kelly; she has blonde hair and a striking figure, but her eyes are more devious, and her dazzling smile cannot mask the trickery in her irises. "The Sexiest of the Sexy", also known as Maryse, walks out with a microphone in hand. She glares at Kelly Kelly and turns to address her directly.
Maryse: Kelly, darling, you are nothing. You are--how do you say--a barbiedoll. You are not a fighter! You scream like a horse is making love to you and you strip for 'zese perverts, but you do not fight! Honey, you do not deserve a title shot. Honestly, you do not deserve to look at me, because I am 'ze sexiest of 'ze sexy! And you? You are 'orrible! Simply 'orrible, both in 'ze ring AND out of it!
The thousands in the stadium rain hatred down on Maryse, but she simply basks in it while Kelly looks to be on the verge of tears. Maryse turns to Laurinitis and winks at him.
Maryse: Now, Mr. Laurinaitis, who would you rather see in 'zis match? A blonde bimbo with no ring talent, or me, 'ze true embodiment of beauty AND brains, who has held more women's titles in a year than Kelly can even count!
Maryse smirks and crosses her arms, satisfied that her point has been made.
John Laurinaitis: Ladies... ladies. There is no need to argue here. Since you both want into this match so bad... fine. Kelly Kelly and Maryse are now officialy the first two Divas in the Women's Championship Fatal 4 Way at Rumble in the Jungle! I want to thank you ladies for coming out here. If you will... we can head back to my office to fill out the paperwork to guarantee you your spots.
With a devilish grin on his face, Ace drops the microphone and leaves the ring. Kelly Kelly and Maryse look like they want to get into a cat fight, as All Stars fades to commercial.
lol good shit with the results Blake
