Post by TheVoiceofReason on Nov 25, 2011 18:31:23 GMT -5
Question is quite simple and straight-forward.
I would have a long-reigning champion in the ring. For this example, I'll use a heel Randy Orton.
"At such a young age, I've done it all here. I'm a third generation superstar who before even reaching my prime has proven that I am among the greatest. Many have tried to take my title away and they all have failed. There is...nothing for me to do here any longer. I will walk out of the WWE with this title. Ladies and gentlemen, I, Randy Orton, officially declare my-"
Suddenly...
"Alright, who's messing around in the production truck? I do NOT want to be out here all night waiting for my-"
"OHHHHH RANDYYYYYYYYYYYYYY"
The lights go out. The crowd is going absolutely insane. Jim Ross and Michael Cole (Lawler's not here tonight... are wondering what's going on.
"ARE WE SEEING THE DEBUT OF...BAH GAWD, MICHAEL COLE I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT WE'RE SEEING. RICHARD SIMMONS IS IN THE WWE."
The lights turn back on and this plays, along with various clips of Richard Simmons playing on the titantron:
At this point, the crowd is going wild. Security is trying to do their best keeping audience members from climbing over the guard rail. Richard Simmons makes his way to the ring, a truly monumentous occasion for the WWE.
The stare-off between Orton and Richard begins. A new chant emerges that night; a request from the audience to Richard. "SWEAT HIM OUT, SWEAT HIM OUT." Listening to this, Richard SLAPS Randy Orton right across the face, and as Orton regains himself and rushes toward him, from Simmons' extremely short shorts he pulls out a metal rod and wacks him over the head, incapacitating Orton.
"Randy, Randy, Randy...you may have beaten all there is here hun, but there's one person you have yet to prove yourself to. Randy I am NOT a legend, a champion, or a superstar, NO. RANDY, I AM A FITNESS GURU. AND SOON ENOUGH, IT WILL BE ME AND YOU, MANO A MANO, FOR YOUR PRECIOUS BELT. AND I WILL MAKE YOU SWEAT."
Richard drops the mic on the ground, his music hits, and the crowd chants "Make him sweat" as he makes his way backstage. Orton struggles to get on both feet.
I would have a long-reigning champion in the ring. For this example, I'll use a heel Randy Orton.
"At such a young age, I've done it all here. I'm a third generation superstar who before even reaching my prime has proven that I am among the greatest. Many have tried to take my title away and they all have failed. There is...nothing for me to do here any longer. I will walk out of the WWE with this title. Ladies and gentlemen, I, Randy Orton, officially declare my-"
Suddenly...
"Alright, who's messing around in the production truck? I do NOT want to be out here all night waiting for my-"
"OHHHHH RANDYYYYYYYYYYYYYY"
The lights go out. The crowd is going absolutely insane. Jim Ross and Michael Cole (Lawler's not here tonight... are wondering what's going on.
"ARE WE SEEING THE DEBUT OF...BAH GAWD, MICHAEL COLE I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT WE'RE SEEING. RICHARD SIMMONS IS IN THE WWE."
The lights turn back on and this plays, along with various clips of Richard Simmons playing on the titantron:
At this point, the crowd is going wild. Security is trying to do their best keeping audience members from climbing over the guard rail. Richard Simmons makes his way to the ring, a truly monumentous occasion for the WWE.
The stare-off between Orton and Richard begins. A new chant emerges that night; a request from the audience to Richard. "SWEAT HIM OUT, SWEAT HIM OUT." Listening to this, Richard SLAPS Randy Orton right across the face, and as Orton regains himself and rushes toward him, from Simmons' extremely short shorts he pulls out a metal rod and wacks him over the head, incapacitating Orton.
"Randy, Randy, Randy...you may have beaten all there is here hun, but there's one person you have yet to prove yourself to. Randy I am NOT a legend, a champion, or a superstar, NO. RANDY, I AM A FITNESS GURU. AND SOON ENOUGH, IT WILL BE ME AND YOU, MANO A MANO, FOR YOUR PRECIOUS BELT. AND I WILL MAKE YOU SWEAT."
Richard drops the mic on the ground, his music hits, and the crowd chants "Make him sweat" as he makes his way backstage. Orton struggles to get on both feet.
