[The camera opens on the NWC-J ring, Jim Gamias standing in the center of it amidst a mix of polite clapping and some positive cheering. Gamias, wearing an imitation designer italian suit, has a microphone in his hand. He taps it a few times to make sure it functions properly.] Jim Gamias: JAPAAAAAaN! [Great cheers!] Jim Gamias: I thank you all for attending. Tonight is a great night for the National Wrestling Council, the Sapporo Nakajima Sports Center, and for every wrestling fan in this great nation! [Clapping!] Jim Gamias: I want you to know that I committed to overseeing some of the highest quality puroresu ever! That is the truth. Together all of us can make this federation great! But behind every great federation.... there is a great title. The National Wrestling Council known for it's great reigns by great champions.. men like White Tiger, Steve Sire, Soul Shadow, Dread Saxon.. and the present champion Shawn Arrows. The former Missouri State Title... known for the legendary reigns of Sinister and Manson. The list is long and complete both in the NWC and out of it. As such, I quickly came to the realization that the TJP title would have to be special. And I knew right then, that I would have to devise a manner in which a true champion was crowned. Someone who didn't just benefit from one night's luck, someone who didn't just take to a particular stipulation, but someone who was a champion. Presenting to you.... the one... the only... A.A.C. MAXIMUM ELEMENTAL SUPER RUMBLE-TOURNAMENT! [Solid crowd reaction, clearly in anticipation of further details.] Jim Gamias: October the 17th.... every TJP roster member and any wrestlers touring the promotion, if any, at the time will compete in a battle royal. There are three methods of elimination. Firstly, over the top! Secondly, by manner of pinfall! Third, by manner submission! [The crowd cheers happily for the announcement!] Jim Gamias: But that's... not... all. You see the final eight men will receive a seeding. First man of the final eight eliminated, gets the eight seed. The victor? The first seed. Et cetera. These eight men, with their respective seedings will advance to a single elimination tournament on Sunday, October 24th. [The crowd explodes with this, the Japanese always a fan of the tournament system!] Jim Gamias: But wait... that's... not... all! The first and second rounds of this tournament will occurr on that night, until we get to the two finalists. But no, this match will not happen that night. It will occurr on October the 31st. [The crowd absolutely in love with this concept at this point!] Jim Gamias: Now hold on, because... that's.. not.. all! Because that match will be the first of many. In other words, the two finalists will compete in a Best-Of-Five series, with one match occurring each week, starting with the 31st. And then...whether it takes a mere three matches, or a full five, the NWC-J will finally... happily... thankfully... Have a *TRUE* and *WORTHY* champion! [The crowd noise is quite defeaning as we cut back to the studio and Hideki Nomo.] Hideki Nomo: Quite an announcement from Mr. Gamias. Crowning a champion is a long process, but you can be sure it will be an extremely exciting one! In fact, there are some major rumors backstage that something may happen in the next couple days to the A.A.C. As cryptic as that sounds I am truly not at liberty to expand, but viewers, if it goes through.. you will certainly be pleased! [Hideki smiles at the camera then continues.] HN: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to SUPER TERRIFIC HAPPY HOUR!! Toger we say Konnichi-wa To Eiketsu! It's the NWC-J's first show, and it is our pleasure! My name is Hideki Nomo, and we're going to be having a fantastic show for you today. Four great matches will air, among those that were wrestled last night at Sapporo Nakajima Sports Center. As you can see, the atmosphere at the show was tremendous. Let's take a look... ------------------------------------------ [The camera opens on a jam packed Sapporo Nakajima Sports Center. In the center of the arena, the TJP ring. The top rope is yellow, the middle rope lime green, and the bottom rope pink. In addition, corner colors alternate as follows: lime green, yellow, pink, yellow. The camera pans over and we see the NWC-J broadcast team of Steve Higgins and Mr. Shirai.] SH: It's Super Terrific Happy Hour and we have an absolutely fantastic show here tonight, right Mr. Shirai? MS: Yes, yes. In our main event Frazer Fury and TORA Wanizame! SH: T-Rex will take on Kentaro Kawasaki... MS: Yes, yes. In our main event Frazer Fury and TORA Wanizame! SH: El Chico Azteko will step into the ring against Ryobe Khan.. MS: Yes, yes. In our main event Frazer Fury and TORA Wanizame! SH: Spirit Lord will be in action... MS: Yes, yes. In our main event Frazer Fury and TORA Wanizame! SH: And in our main event, Frazer Fury and TORA Wanizame will take on Jinsai Himegoto and Noriyaki Tanaka! MS: Yes, yes. In our ma.. yes. SH: We'll be underway in just a moment! ---------------------------------------------------- HN: Ladies and gentlemen, after that, a very odd occurence occured. I still don't know exactly what transpired, and why. Apparently somebody has something to prove. I don't know what. You'll see what I mean.... ---------------------------------------------------- [Standing in the ring is a skinny American male, not more than 40 years of age. He wears a brown business suit, a journalist's style hat, and a pair of penny loafers. He holds the microphone.] Fuji: Ladies and Gentlemen! If you can understand the words I say, then you can understand what I mean. I introduce to myself, right now, I am Mr. Jonathan Fuji, and though my name may seem to speak it, I am not, I repeat NOT a native of these wonderful islands. It was my grandmother, a young girl in turbulent times, who is the root, in fact of any Japanese descent I may lay claim to. But here I am... In a place where my grandfather fought and died along with your grandfathers, and I extend to you my mutual sympathy for the crimes our countries have committed against each other... But I do not come to speak of wars and death... I have come here to announce my contractual obligations to the new company known as NWC Japan. Steve Higgins: Where is his wrestler then? Fuji: Now, in the past, I have made my name in this sport, one which I love, and one which you people actually respect, as a manager. Specifically bringing a man known as the Wildebeest to the States and unleashing him upon the unsuspecting masses. But, sadly, I have no Wildebeest at my disposal now. MS: Then who he be managing? This guy crazier than you, Higgin! Fuji: In fact, I have absolutely NO ONE at my disposal now. And while I'd love to offer my services to any of the wonderful competitors here in the Japan branch of the National Wrestling Council, the truth is... I can't. MS: Then what's the point of him being here? You Americans confuse me! Fuji: And I can't, because, though I may have been signed to a contract by Jim Gamias, it was not for any managing purposes... And it wasn't for announcing, or officiating, or anything like that. I've been signed to wrestle here. SH: To wrestle?!?! But LOOK at him! Fuji couldn't weigh more than 100 pounds soaking wet!! Fuji: So, I am now ready, and I now offer to you fine folks whom I consider my kinfolk and my family, my very first match as a professional wrestler... Here we go. [Fuji straightens his tie, obviously getting ready for a fight.] SH: I don't know what is going on. I'm quite frankly confused. The format here says "Spirit Lord" Ikusa Tatsujin is scheduled to wrestle... !^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^* NWC-J SUPER Jonathan Fuji TERRIFIC vs HAPPY "Spirit Lord" Ikusa Tatsujin HOUR! !^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^* [As Higgins says this, the ring announcer, famed Japanese actor Pat Morita, star of such legendary cinematic experiences as The Karate Kid, The Karate Kid Part II, The Karate Kid Part III, The Next Karate Kid, and that knee-slapping classic sitcom Happy Days, in which he played everybody's favorite local hang-out owner Arnold, steps into the ring with a microphone.] [The lights go completely out and "No More Tears" by Ozzy Osbourne begins to play over the public address system. A single spotlight appears at the top of the entranceway as Ikusa Tatsujin steps out from behind the curtain. He is wearing an all black robe, the hood pulled over his head. He slowly stalks to the ring and climbs the steps. Ikusa walks up the ropes one by one and springs into the ring. He poses on the top turnbuckle, disrobes, and awaits the beginning of the match.] PM: In the lime green corner, from the United States of America and weighing [mumble] kilograms, JONATHAN FUJI! [Clap... clap] PM: In the pink corner, from Nagasaki, weighing 115.5 kilograms, "SPIRIT LORD" IKUSA TATSUJIN! [Solid applause from the crowd, especially those with a Kickboxing habit!] [Ding! Ding! Ding!] 00'00" SH: We're underway here in this match and in the NWC-J! Super Terrific! MS: I don't think this really counts as a match! [Fuji and Tatsujin circle each other, Ikusa's eyes deadlocked on Fuji, while Fuji's are fleeting, too nervous to make eye contact, perhaps even a sign that Fuji is regretting this decision.] SH: Tatsujin lunges forward, they lock up! MS: It's over. [Tatsujin, in a thuglike manner, almost literally throws Fuji to the ground, the force sliding him back into the corner.] SH: That's not fair, Mr. Shirai. Fuji is an experienced manager, and that mind for the game can really translate into some success. I would not be surprised to see... [Tatsujin walks over to Fuji to lift him, but Fuji gets up before he can get to the corner. Fuji goes to lock up again!] SH: ...Fuji even pull out a victory over Ikusa, who is inexperienced at pro wrestling! [Just as Higgins says that, Ikusa connects with a swift roundhouse kick to the side of Fuji's face, causing his head to nil his own shoulder, and rebound back into the foot. His body plops down to the ground.] MS: Or not. SH: What a blow! What a blow! Ikusa circling Jonathan Fuji, waiting for him to get up so he can pounce! 00'39" MS: I don't think he's getting up. SH: Ikusa lifts Fuji up to his feet, and lifts him up for an apparent Inverted Suplex! [Ikusa repositions himself, letting go and grabbing Fuji's head. He then slams the back of Jonathan's head into the mat and sits down, like for an inverted X-Factor!] MS: TATSUJIN BOMB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ...............ICHI! ...................NI! SAN!! [DING DING] !^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^* NWC-J SUPER NEXT: TERRIFIC ECCHI MAKES DINOSAURS EXTINCT? HAPPY HOUR! !^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^* [The camera fades back in on the Super Terrific Happy Hour studio and Hideki Nomo.] HN: While Tatsujin made quick work of his opposition, you can bet the rest of the matches won't quite be so easy! My only question is, where is Wildabeest? How does he fit into this, if at all? If you didn't know, Fuji was the manager of Wildabeest, a top star of SCCW about a year or two ago. Anyway, our next bout is one many consider the most exciting of the night. T-Rex Reich meets "Ecchi Kid" Kentaro "H-Bomb" Kawasaki. This was an awesome bout that captured the imagination of the crowd. Take a look..... ---------------- !^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^* NWC-J SUPER "T-Rex" Reich TERRIFIC vs HAPPY Kentaro Kawasaki HOUR! !^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^* [The ring announcer, famed Japanese actor Pat Morita, star of such legendary cinematic experiences as The Karate Kid, The Karate Kid Part II, The Karate Kid Part III, The Next Karate Kid, and that knee-slapping classic sitcom Happy Days, in which he played everybody's favorite local hang-out owner Arnold, steps into the ring with a microphone. (It's in his contract that this be written every time he steps into the ring. Star power ain't always a benefit.)] [The polite crowd is waiting for the next pair of combatants when the start of "Beautiful Day" by Pizzicato Five begins to play... Short drum roll. P-I-Z-Z-I-C-A-T-O FIVE! P-I-Z-Z-I-C-A-T-O FIVE! Short drum roll P-I-Z-Z-I-C-A-T-O FIVE! P-I-Z-Z-I-C-A-T-O FIVE! Long drum roll ...and out to the vocals of Nomiya Maki comes "Ecchi Kid" Kentaro "H-Bomb" Kawasaki and his partner in crime Mysterious Warrior. the "Ecchi Kid" is immediatly met with boo's and jeers as the brash young man urges the crowd to get louder. Kentaro hops up into the ring, and smiles as his music dies down. Wearing a traditional Japanese male school uniform along with black wrestling boots, Kentaro raises his shirt a tad, and shows off the now defunct UJP/UNJ Triple Crown belt. He demands the ring announcer give him the microphone, snatching it it out of the announcer's hands and smugly raising it to his mouth.] "Ecchi Kid" Kentaro "H-Bomb" Kawasaki: Hello all you stupid people! The last time I saw you uncultured idiots, I had just won this worthless, Japanese made belt. I still don't understand how you stupid copycats screwed up a title belt with a crown. Uncultured sloths. [The crowd is agitated, but politely quiets down.] "Ecchi Kid" Kentaro "H-Bomb" Kawasaki: Are you stupid people too spineless to even show your dislike for someone? What a bunch of stupid sheep. This is why I, Kentaro Kawasaki, left this horrible country and went to America! Japan is full of nothing but copycats and old people. I'm not like that! I'm not like you idiots! [Grumbles of displease and annoyance are stirring. Kentaro smiles. He adjusts his navy blue school uniform collar, and adjusts his stylish gold wire frame glasses. His bodyguard, the Mysterious Warrior, proudly waves the H-Bomb flag, a Japanese National flag with Kentaro's face in the center of the red circle. Kentaro flashes a smile and begins to point to himself with his thumbs.] "Ecchi Kid" Kentaro "H-Bomb" Kawasaki: Tonight, you boring people get to see me demolish some another worthless man sometimes called Seth Van Drake... no wait, Demon Shitai... er, that's not it either. I know he's what you xenophobic primatives call a Gaijin. I personally don't understand this, but then again that is probably due to the fact I have a functioning brain! I have a name for this T-Rex Reich though, and that is: worthless. Worthless, while being a westerner, is facing me. I'm sure if he was facing any other Asian wrestler, he'd win without breaking a sweat, but he's facing ME! ME! I'm the greatest! You all are horrible! You smell and eat raw fish! Maybe if you people would learn how to cook your food I could respect you, but you people are too stupid to do that, so you have to eat everything cold. [Kentaro laughs and his bodyguard laughs behind him.] "Ecchi Kid" Kentaro "H-Bomb" Kawasaki: Like I was saying, Worthless is facing ME! I'm so great and he's just a loser. So shut up and watch as a master beats a westerner in this rat hole, something all your "great" puroresu heroes probably couldn't do if they fed their opposition that raw fish they gnaw on all day! Ha-ha! [Kentaro drops the microphone and goes to his corner, still yelling at the fans.] SH: Disgusting. MS: He's worse than a gaijin, he's a traitor. SH: A Benedict Arnold! MS: No. I said traitor. [From the arena loudspeakers comes the demonic voice of Dave Mustaine, lead singer of the metal band Megadeth.] # The more of you that I inspect # # The more of me I see reflect # # The more I try to read your lips # # The more the mask you’re wearing, rips # # But when I seek out your voice # # My ears are overcome with noise # # You show-and-tell with greatest ease # # Raving impossibilities # [And as the guitar riff leads into the chorus of “Angry Again” , from behind the curtain steps the man no one can get to do one of those flashy video promos… T-Rex Reich.] # Engaged in crime, I grasp my throat # # Enraged my mind starts to smoke # # Enforce a mental overload…# # ANGRY AGAIN… ANGRY AGAIN… ANGRY… OWWWW!!! # [T-Rex walks down the aisle, wearing olive green combat pants, black military boots, and is without shirt or elbow pads. We can see that the ends of each fingertip and both of his wrists are wrapped in black tape. He also has black greasepaint under each eye (like baseball and football players wear to cut down on the sun's glare).] [He reaches ringside, goes to the ring steps, and mounts them to get in the ring. Once there, he shakes out his boots just a bit, rolls his neck once or twice. Reich then interlocks his fingers in front of him and stretches his arms forward. With a volume that is so loud it actually reaches the first couple of rows despite the noise of the arena, he cracks all of his knuckles at once, causing most people within earshot to wince at the gross sound. But the “ewwws” and “uhhhhhhs” from the people at ringside do not register with the fireplug at all, and with his warm-up now complete, he stands ready, waiting for the bell to ring.] PM: In the lime green corner, from Yokahama, weighing 86.5 kilos, "Ecchi Kid" Kentaro "H- Bomb" Kawasaki!! [Virtual silence. The crowd is disgusted by Kentaro and do not even have it in them to clap. He is not well liked.] PM: In the pink corner, from the United States Of America, weighing 131 kilograms, "T-REX RRRRRRRRREICH!" [Loud clapping, and some cheers for the American shootfighter!] [DING! DING! DING!] 00'00" SH: And we're off! The crowd seemingly really behind Reich to start things off, something I didn't expect. MS: I'm behind him too! Ecchi Kid is disrespectful. There is not reason to support him. [As the two come out of their corners, Kawasaki is yelling at Reich to come in, to lock up. Reich obliges.] SH: The combatants lock up! [Kawasaki immediately slides out and retreats to his corner, adjusting his outfit.] SH: Kentaro with some apparent equipment issues, or so he says. The fans aren't buying it for a second. MS: Why did Jim Gamias sign this guy? He's crazy! SH: Reich shoots! He takes Kentaro down with a Double Leg Takedown! [Before Kawasaki can even hit the ground, his bodyguard, Mysterious Warrior, pulls him out of the ring. T-Rex looks at them from inside the ring in utter disbelief!] 01'13" SH: It's been a total cat and mouse situation thus far! Kawasaki refuses to wrestle this match and the whole arena seems to be in disapproval. It's managed to really frustrate Reich at this point as well. MS: Kawasaki slides out of the ring *AGAIN*! Third time! Insane! [A fed up Reich slowly creeps over to the ropes... and with quickly snatches Kawasaki by the throat and drags him back into the ring!! The crowd approves!] MS: Ha ha! SH: Reich sits on Kawasaki, who is on his stomach, and locks on a Camel Clutch! [The sight is pure splendor as Kawasaki flails about in extreme pain!] SH: It is absolutely over! [As Higgins says this, Mysterious Warrior grabs Kawasaki's flailing left arm and guides it to the nearby bottom rope!] MS: Ref orders hold broken? AGH! [Kawasaki backs into his corner, holding his jaw and neck area, yelling at Reich] 03'21" SH: Reich locks on a headlock! He's finally gotten ahold of Kawasaki! Kawasaki searching for ropes but there's nowhere to go! MS: HA! HA! [With the ref focusing on Reich and Kawasaki, nobody, not even the fans, notice Mysterious Warrior creep up behind Reich and Kawasaki and reach into the ring. Warrior grabs Reich's leg and SNAPS him down to the mat!] SH: Kawasaki takes advantage of the situation, he delivers a series of stomps to Reich's abdomen! Absolutely vicious! [A stunned Reich holds his stomache, in pain on the ground.] MS: Kawasaki very smart in some ways, I hate to say! But disgusting! [Kawasaki, looking absolutely fierce, hops onto the second turnbuckle] SH: HENTAI STOMP from the middle rope! Kentaro turns T-Rex over and covers! ....ICHI! [Rex almost literally *TOSSES* H-Bomb off of him! He quickly gets up, rubbing his lower back, and heads over to Kentaro!] MS: H-Bomb in trouble! 05'13" SH: Reich literally grabs Kawasaki! [T-Rex proceeds to almost literally throw Kentaro into the ropes. Kawasaki recovers well however and manages to rebound fine... as he comes back across the ring, Reich drops down to his belly and Kawasaki passes over.] SH: Kawasaki from the opposite end... [Ecchi Kid comes back, and Reich once again drops down, except this time, it's a Drop Toe Hold! Ecchi hits the mat face first!] MS: Reich slides over, Cross-face!! SH: Kentaro's nose being driven past his shoulder! All the frustration of the match being taken out on him! [The camera zooms in on Ecchi Kid's face, and we see a ring of blood forming around his left nostril. The blood begins slowly dripping down each finger of Rex's hand.] SH: Kentaro works with the momentum and manages to flip over onto his back! MS: Eye gouge! Kentaro crawls away... [Kentaro crawls to the corner, and reaches back with one hand to touch the turnbuckle, as if looking for assurance that it's still there. With his other hand he wipes the blood away from his face, it now smeared all over his left cheek.] MS: Kawasaki climbs to top rope! SH: He turns to the crowd and taunts them! He's virtually proclaiming his own victory! [As he does this, T-Rex, formerly rubbing his eye, hops up to his feet.] [Kawasaki, done mocking the crowd, turns around, a smug smile on his face... [And sees T-Rex staring up at him, the look almost piercing through him!] SH: Press slam back down to the mat! The crowd feels the surge! [T-Rex walks over to Kentaro, and slaps on yet another Camel Clutch!] MS: We're seeing a vicious, focused attack from T-Rex Reich today. His submission background is really shining through! [From outside the ring, through the ropes, we see Mysterious Warrior reaching for something in his pocket. As he pulls his hand out we see it's a pair of bras knuckles! Warrior slides them across the ring with great speed and Kawasaki covers it with his hand before the ref or even Reich notice.] SH: That's not right! MS: No! No right! [Kawasaki reaches back and _NAILS_ Rex in his eye area, which just recently recovered from that vicious eye gouge. Reich flies backwards. As he does, Kawasaki lunges towards Mysterious Warrior and throws the knuckles outside through the middle and top ropes. Warrior catches them and tosses them out in the crowd in one motion.] 08'56" [Kawasaki viciously delivers a series of elbow drops to T-Rex's back, continuing the assault he began earlier in the match. Periodically, Kawasaki grabs the back of his own neck, attempting to massage it.] SH: The effects of war apparent on both men. Kawasaki drops to his knees and turns Reich over.... he goes for the cover! ...ICHI! ........NI!... ........SAN!! MS: NOOOO! SH: Kickout! Kawasaki seems somewhat surprised... [Kawasaki gets up and takes T-Rex with him. He pushes Reich's head down and applies underhooks on his arms.] SH: ...and intent that it won't happen again! He's setting up for the Hentai Holocaust! MS: Hentai Holo-! [T-Rex manages to buckle down and prevent the lift.] MS: Hentai Holo-! [One again, Reich prevents the maneuver by dropping to his knees, and shifting the weight at the last moment!] SH: Reich trying with all his strength to break the underhooks and bring his arms down! [As the camera gets close up on the maneuver, we see Kawasaki's hands slipping apart, his fingers red with great tension. The camera pulls back and Kawasaki looks back nervously and in disbelief.] SH: Kawasaki drops down! Hentai Holocaust!? [Kawasaki in desparation simply sort of collapses down onto Reich, incompletely and ineffectively, the "move" a meager ancestor of his finisher. He raises his arm in a sort of statement of victory, delivers a punch or two to Reich's face, then covers!] .........ICHI... ....N- MS: Kickout! 10'54" SH: Reich standing in the center of the ring, his eyes bloodshot. I would imagine his vision extremely blurry at this point MS: Kawasaki off ropes, he comes at Reich! [H-Bomb leaps up for the easy Flying Head Scissors, but as he does so, T-Rex GRABS his legs with his bare hands. He then slides his hands down to the waist area and lifts the much lighter Kawasaki into powerbomb position!] SH: What a counter! Powerbomb right here! MS: But he walks over to turnbuckle?! [Reich takes a few steps towards the turnbuckle, then completes the move, Kawasaki's head colliding with all three pads as he drops down to the mat.] SH: Vicious! ICHI!!!!!!!!!!!!! NI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MS: NOOOOOO?!? [The ref waves off the count, noticing Ecchi Kid's leg is on the bottom rope! Suspiciously, right next to the leg, outside the ring, is none other than Mysterious Warrior.] SH: I don't believe it! I don't believe it! MS: WRONG! UNFAIR! [T-Rex gets up and sighs in total disbelief! He walks back to Kawasaki and drags him towards the center of the ring. By this point Kawasaki has begun to regain his faculties.] SH: T-Rex slaps on The Grimlock! [Kawasaki writhing in pain as the Front Facelock portion of the Grimlock squeezes all the blood from his head. Slowly..he begins to fall into unconsciousness.] MS: Ref raises Kawasaki's hand! [In the background, behind the hold, Mysterious Warrior can be seen climbing onto the apron.] 1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SH: Ref raises his hand again... [Mysterious Warrior puts one foot through the ropes.] 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MS: And now three! And now three! [Warrior ducks his head under the top rope and begins to enter the ring.... ....when he's met with a GIANT RUNNING CLOTHESLINE from T-Rex!!! Warrior falls over the ring and out!] SH: Rex walks back towards Kawasaki... MS: And applies Grimlock again! [T-Rex comes down with the vicious DDT portion of the hold! The referee raises Kawasaki's arm....] ICHI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [Kawasaki's arm.... falls to the mat!] SAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!!!!!! SH: T-Rex wins! T-Rex wins! What a bout! MS: HAHA! I knew it! I know all! [DING! DING!] --------------------------------------------------------------- HN: Kawasaki certainly is hated! I can't say I don't feel the exact same away Shirai and Higgins do. Anyway, after that match, I caught up with a victor from earlier in the night in Ikusa Tatsujin. Take a look at what transpired. -------------------------------- [Ikusa Tatsujin is walking through the curtains into the backstage area. Hideki Nomo rushes over to get a few words with him.] HN: Ikusa! That was certainly an impressive showing you just put on. Any comments on your match? Tatsujin: The match was nothing to me. It seems the wrestlers here are ducking me, sending up the preliminary wrestlers to fight me. It seems the world is still against me after that fateful night many years ago. HN: After what you've seen so far tonight, is there anyone that has impressed you? Tatsujin: Nothing spectacular, though there is one man that sickened me to watch. Something Reich. He calls himself an accomplished fighter, yet look at the time it took him to finish off his opponent. That's not the mark of an accomplished fighter. HN: Any last comments before we go to a commercial? [Not feeling a need to respond, Ikusa walks off back to his locker room.] HN: I guess not ladies and gentlemen, we'll be right back after this break. !^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^* NWC-J SUPER NEXT: TERRIFIC VIVA LA LUCHA! HAPPY HOUR! !^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^* [After an ad for the Zulu Dragon Thermos, the camera returns to the S.T.H.H. set and Hideki Nomo.] HN: We all know of Genghis Khan. He was a ruthless, villainous being. And soon, we will all know of his ancestor, Ryobe Khan. From only a few short days of working with him, I can tell you Ryobe is not a man of pleasant disposition. [Nomo laughs at his own joke.] HN: Unfortunately, El Chico Azteko, a young wrestler new to Japan, must take him on in his first match. I can tell you that nobody on the roster wanted to draw this one, but Azteko has prepared dutifully. Take a look at what transpired when these two finally met.... ------------------------------- !^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^* NWC-J SUPER "Blood Hunder" Ryobe Khan TERRIFIC vs HAPPY El Chico Azteko HOUR! !^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^* [The camera opens on a very angry, very brutal, very bitter looking "Blood Hunger" Ryobe Khan standing in the center of the ring, having just made his entrance. He is an angry, angry man and not at all happy.] MS: Now this more like it! Someone the people can root for! SH: That's one take on it. ["Rain" by The Cult begins to strum through the P.A. system, playing out a few cords as the Japanese fans wait for the next wrestler to make his appearance. Then, as the song picks up, the small, toned figure known as El Chico Azteko comes leaping through the curtain, flipping his head back and letting his thick black hair fly back offf of his face, where, under a gold Aztec mask, the young luchadore grins happily.] [Quickly, El Chico sprints to the ring, diving under the bottom rope as the calm but vivid sounds of The Cult usher him in. Rolling to his feet and jumping in the air excited, El Chico seems like he can hardly believe he's here, and takes a leap onto the turnbuckle, raising his arms in the air excitedly.] [WHOOSH! El Chico hops straight up to the top turnbuckle and in a flash, backflips off, landing on his feet. He doesn't stop there, as he steadies himself in a split second and does another backflip. Again, he lands straight on his feet, does a short hop and slides down straight into a split, putting on a nice show of grace and flexibility.] [The ring announcer, famed Japanese actor Pat Morita, star of such legendary cinematic experiences as The Karate Kid, The Karate Kid Part II, The Karate Kid Part III, The Next Karate Kid, and that knee-slapping classic sitcom Happy Days, in which he played everybody's favorite local hang-out owner Arnold, steps into the ring with a microphone.] PM: In the lime green corner, from Mongolia, weighing 119.5 kilograms, "BLOOD HUNGER" RYOBE KHAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [Polite clapping from the fans.] PM: And in the pink corner, from Mexico... weighing in at 88 kilos... EL CHICO AZTEKO!! [Polite clapping from the fans, this time not out of delight, but simply out of a not knowing.] [DING! DING! DING!] 00'00" [Azteko, showing off his amazing strength, slides upwards from that split.] SH: A tremendously interesting clash of styles here. The brute, experienced, vicious style of Ryobe Khan versus the speed and agility and youthfulness of El Chico Azteko. MS: I know my english no perfect, Higgin, but don't youthfulness mean inexperience? HAHA! SH: That is one way to look at it... [Azteko circles Khan with great speed.... he's clearly energized for this encounter. Meanwhile Khan clearly plays it nonchalantly, barely moving to look at Chico.] SH: Khan's pointing to his own chin.... he's telling the youngster he is giving him a free shot! MS: HAHAHAHA! I love it! This good. Kawasaki dumb American lover. T-Rex is also dumb American lover. But Khan... vicious Mexican _hater_! So beautiful. [Azteko leans back against the ropes and comes off with a Cross Body Block onto Khan! A perhaps surprised Khan mounts no defense and the luchadore takes him to the mat!] SH: Woah! Azteko surprising Khan! He goes for the quick cover! ..........ICHI! ............NI! ..........SA- [At the last humanly possible instant Ryobe Khan vaults El Chico off him and a good six feet up into the air, over the ropes and out to the floor. Khan gets up and begins laughing wildly.] MS: Look at Azteko out there on his knees, confused! [Khan yells at Morita to hand him a microphone, and Morita, scared, immediately throws it to him.] Ryobe Khan: You stupid..... wetback! You do your dancing, your jumping, I'll make you do your bleeding!! You are pathetic! Why should I be fighting you? Gamias, know your champion when you see him! [Azteko looks up at Khan from the floor, almost a sad look on his face.] SH: Disgusting. Ryobe Khan: El Chico Assteko, do you really think you could defeat me? Do you think you could ever in your life even have an opportunity to defeat me? Who are you kidding!! Not me. Let me make it very simple for you, Azteko. If you defeat me, I will leave the NWC-J! If your pathetic soul actually manages to overcome my terror, I will retire from NWC-J! Now get your butt in here.... 02'39" SH: It's been a back and forth match so far, but you get the impression it is only because Khan has decided to let it be that way. A total mismatch here... at least on the stat sheet. You can't measure Azteko's heart though. MS: Because it so small! [Azteko races towards the lime green corner, and sprints up the turnbuckle to the top. He flips off with an amazing moonsault that gets tremendous air.] SH: Azteko moonsaults to the skies!!! MS: And gets caught by Khan!! [Khan holds him in a position perfect for a piledriver, snorting at the way he can control the smaller athlete. While he is consumed with himself however, Azteko hooks his Ryobe's legs, and kicks forward with his own legs. His legs hit the ropes and spring back, Azteko locking Khan up in a head scissors lock.] SH: Head Scissors Lock! A surprised Khan stumbles forward..he was really taken by surprise. [As Khan stumbles towards the ropes, Chico Azteko latches on to the top rope with his hands, and guides his body over the top rope and then drops himself down to the apron... As he does so, Khan's neck snaps over the rope and sends him once again stumbling, this time backwards] SH: What a resourceful display by Azteko! Amazing work! MS: It's all act, Higgin. Trust me! [With Ryobe in a bit of a daze, Azteko climbs back into the apron then slingshots over the top rope, gliding across the air and connecting with a perfectly executed Cross-Body Senton!] SH: Woah! Chico for the cover! ......ICH- [Khan springs up to his feet, grabbing Azteko's head in the process and then proceeds to crush El Chico's face into the canvas with a Running Bulldog] 03'59" [Khan grabs Azteko by the throat..... and lifts him high into the air..] SH: Khan has absolutely taken control of this bout. I'm afraid it is near over. [And brings him down with a vicious Chokeslam!] MS: Next match! SH: Khan covers.... .....ICHI...... SH: NO!? MS: Khan gets up? SH: Ryobe apparently not going for the pin yet. He gets up and brings Azteko up with him... [He lifts Azteko up and locks him into an Argentine Back Breaker Rack] MS: YAMAMOTO SPECIAL '78! SH: Or Brainbuster as us Americans know it! And "The Hunger Buster" as Khan calls it! He's a master of the maneuver!! .....ICHI!!!!!!! .....NI!!!!!!!!!!! KICKOUT!!!!!! SH: Azteko kicks out!! Azteko kicks out! Look at the look on Ryobe's face! [Azteko slides out from under Khan and runs towards the ropes.] SH: Khan still on his knees! He's just in shock! [El Chico comes off the ropes and delivers a Diving Dropkick....to Khan's face!!!] MS: WHAT?! SH: HA! If I may say so.... ARIBA!! 06'11" SH: Khan delivers an uppercut to El Chico's face! Azteko falls back down and to the mat! [Khan walks over to El Chico and grabs him by the mask. He proceeds to pummel his face with three quick blows! Azteko falls to the mat like a potato sack.] SH: Khan turns around, raising his arm in victory! He's telling those cameras that he's the man, if you will. MS: Khan is fighter. He's killer. You can't beat that. Azteko can't beat that. No happening. [Khan continues to gloat, his mock-victorious body taking up the whole camera shot. Finally Ryobe drops his arms and turns around...] SH: Shooting Star Splash Suicida off the top rope by EL CHICO AZTEKO!! The cover and the count!! ICHI!!!!!! [Khan can be seen yawning.] ......NI!!!!!!! .......SAN!!! MS: NO! HA! HA! Easy kickout! 07'07" ["Blood Hunger" whips the Luchadore into the ropes. Azteko rebounds..] MS: Khan for a clothesline! SH: ..but he misses! [Azteko rebounds off the opposite end.] SH: Azteko with a dropkick to Khan's left knee! Khan collapses down onto the knee. [Azteko jumps onto the outstretched leg, and springboards up, smacking Ryobe hard with a modified Enzuiguri! As Khan falls down flat to the canvas, Azteko pumps his fists wildly as the crowd entirely gets behind him!] MS: Azteko covers... .....ICHI! ...............NI! ........................SAN! SH: SANN! MS: No!! He kicked out just in time! SH: He certainly cut it close... MS: It's all a game to Khan! It's all game to him! Don't see you, Higgin? [The face on Azteko is one of desparation, while the face of Khan's is one of inspiration...] 08'29" MS: Khan hits a Cradle DDT! [Khan gets up from the maneuver, at least a step slower than earlier in the match. Whether he admits it or not... the match has begun to take a toll on him....] SH: Khan lifts Azteko...and he's going for the GorillaKhan... [Khan presses Azteko up into the air, but the trajectory is not quite there. Azteko, _MAGNIFICENTLY_ manages to turn as he peaks in the air, and come back down on Khan with an _OUTSTANDING_ Flying Bulldog like maneuver!!] SH: A dose of his own medicine, right back at him! [Azteko, qith Khan down, quickly jumps to the top turnbuckle, then hops to the ropes directly in front of "Blood Hunger" and..] SH: SWAN DIVE SENTON! WHAT VELOCITY!! The cover and the count! ......ICHI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MS: Khan just winked! I saw Khan wink! HA! HA! ..........NI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MS: Kickout!!!! .....SAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [Khan tosses El Chico Azteko up into the air, one _millisecond_ after the ref's hand hit the mat for the third time!] MS: Khan up! Match continues! SH: Uhh..no he's not! El Chico Azteko wins!!! He wins!! [DING! DING! DING!] MS: WHAT!!?! !^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^* NWC-J SUPER NEXT: TERRIFIC TAG TEAM MAYHEM! HAPPY HOUR! !^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^* [After a few ads including one for AOL Japan, we come back to Hideki Nomo.] HN: Then it was time for our main event. Of course.... what happened was certainly an oddity....... uh... see for yourself. -------------------------------------- [The camera cuts to the arena, with Jinsai Himegoto and Nori Tanaka already in the ring. Both men are wearing their standard ring attire, and the crowd seemed particularly hot for entrances due to it being the main event and their wanting to see TORA & Frazer.] SH: This should shape up to be a clas-- !^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^* NWC-J SUPER TORA Wanizame & Frazer Fury TERRIFIC vs HAPPY Jinsai Himegoto & Nori Tanaka HOUR! !^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^* [MAX's Eurobeat-esque J-pop dance hit "Tora Tora Tora" starts over the sound system and all eyes turn to the entrance way expectantly. After several moments, a figure walks out to a respectable pop. The camera zooms in, and the man is recognizable as puroresu veteran TORA Wanizame. TORA wears the angular, shark-like mask for which he is well known. The mask is black with orange tiger stripes and has a shark jaws type design around the mouth. The mask's top is left open, allowing his longish hair - black with blonde streaks - to billow out. Aside from his mask, TORA is decked out in street clothes: a t-shirt with "THREATENING MANNERS OF BRANDISHING SMALL PENIS" printed across the front in white lettering, black denim shorts, and generic black sneakers.] SH: Why's he wearing street clothes? MS: You wear wrestling when you wrestle! This no wreslting! This easy! [A cocky, toothy grin on his face, Wanizame stops at the top of the entrance ramp. "Tora Tora Tora" fades out as the crowd buzzes in confusion. TORA reaches into his back pocket and produces a microphone. Still grinning, he raises it to speak.] TW: Hello, Sapporo! Hello, NWC-Japan! Hello, all you crazy TORAmaniacs! And... uh... hello, lunchmeat! [The crowd doesn't seem to know what to make of this and remains mostly silent in hopes that Wanizame will clarify himself.] TW: You know, after the closing of Gunryo Pro, I sat on the shelf for a couple of months, not really sure of what I wanted to do or where I wanted to go. When I was contacted by this so-called "Japan Project", though... I was intrigued. The timing seemed to be right, and so I bit. Little did I know that G-Pro's self-designed heir would suck _this_ bad! [A few rare boos from the crowd.] MS: So true! SH: So out of line! Especially considering the great matches we've witnessed thus far! TW: So, this so-called "Japan Project" turns out to be a complete bust... nothing more than a bunch of gaijin trying to make a quick yen by marketing puroresu as some brand of action-adventure, sports entertainment kuso. A bunch of gaijin who apparently wouldn't know talent if it bit them on the ketsu. [He gestures to Himegoto and Tanaka in the ring, a look of disgust on his masked visage.] TW: Look at you baka! You're nobodies! Nothings! You're not a Shoji Suzuki or a Banshee... you're not even a Jason Storm, for crying out loud! And you sure as gedoh aren't a TORA f[BLEEP!]king Wanizame! [TORA snorts derisively at the thought of those two being compared to him.] TW: In case you're wondering where my good friend Frazer Fury is... he's not here. That probably comes as a small surprise to those of you familiar with his unsteady track record, but I'm not so sure Frazer wasn't right to not bother showing up here. I must say... this is truly pathetic. _You_... [He points to Tanaka and Himegoto once again.] TW: ... are truly pathetic. And so... with such shoddy production and incompetent "competition" I, TORA Wanizame, simply _refuse_ to wrestle here tonight. [The crowd boos again, this time more heavily, at the thought of being cheated out of a main event. Wanizame grins, a mischievous gleam in his eye.] TW: Hold on, though... you poor, poor fans shouldn't be subjected to this. You were promised a match, and a match is what you'll get. Say what you will about TORA Wanizame, but I'm not a cold, merciless soul. I have a heart. I wouldn't force you to watch those two makeinu roll about the ring like two dogs fighting each other over the right to devour a puddle of vomit. [He shakes his head.] TW: No. The massacre that would be Frazer and I against those two won't happen tonight, nor will abysmal travesty that would be Tanaka vs. Himegoto. Rather, if you two want a fight, I'll give you some competition more on your level. ONI-SAN! TOYO-SAN! [As TORA barks out, two odd-looking men appear, flanking him on either side. One of the men is about 5'6" or so and tremendously obese. He wears a chocolate-colored beefcake style bowtie and matching shorts and boots. The other is a bizarre fellow with a red painted face and green hair swept up in a style reminiscent of a clump of grass. The painted faced man wears a black t-shirt with Hello Kitty! on it, camoflauge pants, and black military boots. As the crowd goes into stunned silence again, Wanizame laughs.] TW: Tanaka... Himegoto... meet Pocky Toyo and Radish Oni. They will be your doom! Don't go to heaven! !^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^* NWC-J SUPER Pocky Toyo & Radish Oni TERRIFIC vs HAPPY Jinsai Himegoto & Nori Tanaka HOUR! !^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^*!^* [Out come Pocky Toyo and Radish Oni. The former is a short chubby man, the latter a taller individual of minimal muscle mass. Both wear outfits reminiscent of Wanizame's standard wrestling gear...] ---------------------------------------------------- HN: And with that, the match was set. Pocky Toyo and Radish Oni versus Jinsai Himegoto and Noriyaki Tanaka. Let's take a look... ------------------------------------------------------ [DING! DING! DING!] 00'00" [From out of the lime green corner comes Himegoto, as Nori steps out onto the apron in the background. On the opposite side, Radish Oni decides to be the starter. Both men head towards the center of the ring.] SH: The complexion of the match has certainly changed. It shouldn't be too difficult. MS: No. For Oni and Toyo, is very, very easy. [Himegoto shoots in, grabbing Oni by the arm, and whipping Oni down to the ground. Himegoto immediately then applies a Wakigatme Armbar. Oni can be seen screaming in pain!] SH: It's over! It's ov-- [Toyo immediately comes in the ring and breaks the hold with a few well placed stomps.] MS: Amazing teamwork by Oni and Toyo! [Toyo lifts Himegoto off the mat, and with Oni they whip Himegoto into the ropes. As Himegoto rebounds, they attempt a Double Clothesline, however Himegoto ducks it and heads to the end. As he rebounds off the other end, Oni and Toyo attempt another...] SH: Nori Tanaka runs in and takes them both out from behind! [Toyo can be seen rolling out of the ring in the background.] MS: Wanizame angry! Illegal! He has every right! This crazy! 01'46" [Himegoto executes a perfect Hangman's Neckbreaker on Toyo. Himegoto gets up, leans off the ropes.... and comes off with a somersault Legdrop!] SH: Himegoto in total control..he can end this match at any time! [Himegoto grabs Toyo by the hair and lifts him up to his feet. He sets him up for an Inverted Suplex, then drops him into an MD2, Falcon Arrow!! Himegoto covers.] ........ICHI! ........NI!!!! [Oni comes in and delivers a well placed elbow to Himegoto's upper back and neck area!] MS: HA! So easy! Wanizame knows what he's doing! Oni very amazing! [Toyo quickly gets up, grabs Himegoto, and attempts to apply a headlock, but Himegoto sprawls backwards, retreating. He immediately lunges towards the corner and tags in Tanka.] SH: Nori Tanaka comes in! 03'03" [Tanaka applies the Tanakalock '94 on Toyo, dangerously close to the pink corner.] SH: The Tanakalock! He's got the most lethal S.T.F. in the business, Mr. Shirai! [Oni leaps in off the rop rope, and lands a Guillotine Leg Drop on the hold, nailing his partner with a much greater impact than Tanaka, but saving the match. Oni immediately hops out through the ropes.] SH: Tanaka can't believe it, he reaches out through the bottom and middle ropes and grabs Oni by the neck! [As he does so, TORA Wanizame can be seen lunging, and delivers a massive driving Shouda to Nori's hand! Nori immediately drops Oni and falls out of the ring, holding his hand in pain.] MS: You get ahead of yourself, Higgin! Wanizame knows what he doing! [Tora, Oni, and Toyo stomp away on Tanaka's hand, mercilessly!] SH: Here comes Himegoto!!! [Himegoto races through the ring, springboarding off the middle rope and connecting with a giant Firebird Splash on all three men! The image of the three men collapsing to the floor is pure poetry!] SH: The crowd erupts!!! Himegoto rolls his partner and the legal man, Toyo, into the ring! MS: Stupid! Tanaka not going to tag! He's too hurt! [Tanaka can be seen stomach-down, on his knees, holding his red, swollen hand. Behind him we can see the image of Toyo getting up, and coming towards him. Toyo grabs the hand, and applies a wristlock, still sitting. Nori screams out in pain, still laid out on the mat.] SH: Radish Oni climbs to the top rope! That's a lot of weight on that turnbuckle! MS: RADISHBOMB!!!!!!! SH: Vicious splash off the top by Oni, while the wristlock is still locked on!! [Oni laughs at Tanaka, then spits at him in the face before rolling out of the ring!] SH: Nori's in a lot of trouble. A lot of trouble. MS: So easy for Wanizame, don't you see? SH: I have to admit they've worked together well. And this match is in peril for the Tanaka/Himegoto team. [Himegoto can be seen coming into the ring... but Oni lunges at him, trying to detour him!] SH: Oni and Himegoto about to collide! [Himegoto swiftly grabs him and lets off a devastating Belly to Belly Suplex!!!] MS: NOOO! SH: Himegoto gets up and lunges at Toyo with an outstretched elbow! Hold broken! [Tanaka can be seen rolling over onto his knees, in terrible pain. The camera zooms in on his eyes, focused on his corner... and tagging in Himegoto.] SH: As Himegoto gets to the apron..he's waving Tanaka in... trying to give him the strength to get over..... It's not easy! [Nori taking baby steps, crawling on his knees and his functional hand's elbow... trying so hard to get to the corner...] MS: This is beautiful! [Nori makes it to the corner.....] SH: TOYO OUT OF NOWHERE! He grabs Nori's free hand, desperate to drag him back towards the center of the ring!!! [Nori can be seen attempting to outstretch his red, swollen, probably sprained if not broken hand. He's so close to doing so when Toyo manages to SNATCH him back towards the center of the ring!] MS: Toyo sets him for a powerbomb... this over. SH: Himegoto climbs to the middle rope and reaches in as far as he can to make the tag..... but Tanaka doesn't even see him! Himegoto struggling!! [Toyo lifts Noriyaki up into powerbomb position, and as Noriyaki gets slammed down, Himegoto slaps his outstretched hand!!] MS: Toyo covers Noriyaki!! It over! 1! 2! 3!!!!!!!!!!!!! SH: Wrong! Himegoto's the legal man!! He sprringboards over that middle rope and nails Toyo with a diving headbutt!! The crowd explodes! [Himegoto pummels Toyo in the head.. then gets up, grabs a bent over Pocky, and sets him up for a Double Underhook Piledriver!] MS: RADISH!! Radish hurry! [Radish lunges into the ring, at the command of Wanizame...] SH: SHINTOU DRIVER BY HIMEGOTO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [Radish dives as Himegoto covers... but Noriyaki SIDESWIPES him with his shoulder!!!] ..................ICHI!!!!!!!!!!! ....................NI!!!!!!!!!!!!! .........................SAN!!!!!!!!! SH: YESSS! MS: NO!!!!!!!!!! [As Jinsai stands up in proclamation of victory, the camera switches focus to the background...where TORA's face can be seen. It is like he is in total agony, disgust and anger all at once. He can't believe it!! The camera freezes on that image, as the credits roll!]