Post by Robert Garland on Oct 8, 2014 16:14:38 GMT
The Trashman comes out of the back, laying an open challenge in his hometown as inspired by Hayden last show. Cocheese accepts the challenge, talking trash and walking down to the ring. Cocheese then beats the hell out of The Trashman and gets back on the mic, talking up his singles run along with The Notorious Thugs being in The RWD.
Write-Up -
The show has returned from its previous ad-break, the crowd cheering as the lovable and bumbling Trashman has taken to the ring. He has come out of the backstage area, accidentally dropping his carried trashcan as he chased after it before making it the ring. The Trashman starts picking up the garbage the spilled over the floor, leaving his trashcan on the outside before stepping into the ring and asking for a microphone. The crowd is cheering him on as he is the current hometown hero of The RWD's second Sunday Night Combat.
Matt Baily - The crowd is excited to see The Trashman, and so am I! I've heard good things about this man, West. You know, I once heard that he used to travel around to local prisons to help inmates... Clean up their act.
West Newhaven - Did we trade places or something Matt? And besides that, How many bumbling idiots do we have on this roster!? Although, I guess this is the south! What should I expect, right?
Matt shakes his head at West who immediately no sold his joke attempt. The crowd cheers as The Trashman gives a big smile and wave. he waits for them to calm down, before moving on to the reason he's out here tonight.
Trashman - Hello all my homies, and welcome to the show! Are you having a good time... RIGHT HERE, IN ATLANTA, GEORGIA!?
The crowd gives a cheap pop, The Trashman excited to be in the arena.
Trashman - On the last edition of Sunday Night Combat... I was sitting in the backstage area, and I found myself inspired! I was inspired by a young up and comer by the name of Hayden Phoenix and the open challenge that he put on the table!
West Newhaven - What a loud response for a guy who's done nothing! Where were their cheers for KONSTANTINE in our last main event match up? What about Prince Assad? These people latch on to the biggest losers, I swear!
The crowd keeps chanting, The Trashman aiming his microphone out to egg them on. Once again, they die down as The Trashman continues speaking.
Trashman - So, right here in my hometown, I'm gonna take that very same initiative that Hayden Phoenix did! To all of you in the back, I'm laying down an open challenge! Right here, right now! It's time for The Trashman to take out the garbage!
The audience members are into it, The Trashman handing the microphone away as West and Matt debate on who, if anyone, will accept this open challenge. After a few moments of silence, The Trashman takes the chance to pander to the crowd some more. He keeps them fired up, and after a few moments longer...
... "A Couple Grand" by Yung Joc begins to play and out from behind the curtain steps Frankie Cocheese with a murderous look in his eyes. The crowd is booing and intimidated, Cocheese wearing a white DC fitted hat on backwards, white tanktop, denim jeans and white Vans on his feet. A white bandana is tied around his throat. He walks to the ring at his own pace. On the way to the ring, he seems to be saying something directly at The Trashman but it cannot be heard. He moves to one side of the ring, looking at one of the staff and demanding a microphone. "Get me a mic! Get me a damn mic!"
Matt Baily - West, that's Frankie Cocheese! He's making his debut here in The RWD on his own terms! Could he be accepting this match-up?
West Newhaven - Hey Matt, what's the difference between you and Frankie Cocheese? Like most people, he's got one leg up on you!
Frankie Cocheese gets handed a mic and walks up the ring steps, entering the ring through the middle and top rope.
"You want to take out the Trash, huh Trashman? Come on and try to take me out! Come on and try to take me out because I know like everybody else knows that I'm human garbage! That's right. I'm human garbage left to rot in the streets of DC and fend for myself! So come on and take me out!" He pauses, waiting for The Trashman to do something, then begins to laugh into the mic. "Heh heh heh that's right. You ain't gonna do nothin!"
He looks out towards the crowd. "RWD, like I said before, I've been set free! This is the Cocheese that you want, this is the Cocheese you're gonna get! I had to sit there in the back and watch this joke of a man talk about being inspired by another loser! Now I gotta make an example out of him to prove to you all that I deserve my seat on the throne!" He throws the mic down, which creates feedback when it hits the canvas. The referee checks both men, The Trashman doing his best cowardly lion impression before finally puffing his chest out, walking over toward Cocheese... And getting punched with a hard closed fist and sent to the mat!
Cocheese starts stomping away, his Gangsta stomps keeping The Trashman grounded and in pain. The crowd reject Cocheese completely, booing his actions as Cocheese yells out at them to shut up. Cocheese then pulls The Trashman roughly to his feet, grabbing him by the face, smacking him across the head and lifting him up before hitting The Breadwinner!
Matt Baily - Frankie Cocheese showing dominance out here tonight. I don't think this open challenge is going the way The Trashman envisioned! Can he make a comeback?!
As the crowd rallies behind The Trashman, Cocheese takes notice. Frankie seems to laugh over their reaction for the fan favorite, picking him up once more, twisting under and wrenching his arm before pausing, cursing him out, and hitting a short-armed Toe Tagger! Cocheese has caused the crowd to switch back to hatred, Frankie going for the pin...
West Newhaven - To answer your question... No way! No how! This is it for The Trashman and Frankie couldn't look better!
Frankie's music starts to hit and he leans over the ropes, demanding a microphone. When he gets handed it he moves to the center of the ring. "Chalk three points up for me!"
The crowd boos some more as Frankie has a smug look on his face. He looks over to the ref who is helping The Trashman out of the ring and remarks, "Yeah get his carcass out of my ring!"
He shakes his head, going back to addressing the crowd. "You see how quick that was?! This is only the beginning. This is only the beginning and if the RWD locker room isn't taking notice now, they'll take notice of how many tiles the locker room floor has when I knock 'em all the hell out! They'll never see it coming. Just like in the streets, everybody's gonna have to start walking around with eyes in the back of their heads now that I'm around. I don't care if I have to go through bamas like the Trashman, or even my ol' Joker's Wild buddies, I'm takin what's rightfully mine!"
He looks over towards the entrance way, leaning against the ropes, "See you all when I see you!" He tosses the mic behind him as his music kicks on once more. He starts to walk back to the locker room, but takes a moment to turn and walk backwards while raising his arms triumphantly into the air.
Write-Up -
Taking Out The Trash
Writer(s) - Frankie Cocheese and Robert Garland
Writer(s) - Frankie Cocheese and Robert Garland
The show has returned from its previous ad-break, the crowd cheering as the lovable and bumbling Trashman has taken to the ring. He has come out of the backstage area, accidentally dropping his carried trashcan as he chased after it before making it the ring. The Trashman starts picking up the garbage the spilled over the floor, leaving his trashcan on the outside before stepping into the ring and asking for a microphone. The crowd is cheering him on as he is the current hometown hero of The RWD's second Sunday Night Combat.
Matt Baily - The crowd is excited to see The Trashman, and so am I! I've heard good things about this man, West. You know, I once heard that he used to travel around to local prisons to help inmates... Clean up their act.
West Newhaven - Did we trade places or something Matt? And besides that, How many bumbling idiots do we have on this roster!? Although, I guess this is the south! What should I expect, right?
Matt shakes his head at West who immediately no sold his joke attempt. The crowd cheers as The Trashman gives a big smile and wave. he waits for them to calm down, before moving on to the reason he's out here tonight.
Trashman - Hello all my homies, and welcome to the show! Are you having a good time... RIGHT HERE, IN ATLANTA, GEORGIA!?
The crowd gives a cheap pop, The Trashman excited to be in the arena.
Trashman - On the last edition of Sunday Night Combat... I was sitting in the backstage area, and I found myself inspired! I was inspired by a young up and comer by the name of Hayden Phoenix and the open challenge that he put on the table!
HAY-DEN! HAY-DEN! HAY-DEN! HAY-DEN!
West Newhaven - What a loud response for a guy who's done nothing! Where were their cheers for KONSTANTINE in our last main event match up? What about Prince Assad? These people latch on to the biggest losers, I swear!
The crowd keeps chanting, The Trashman aiming his microphone out to egg them on. Once again, they die down as The Trashman continues speaking.
Trashman - So, right here in my hometown, I'm gonna take that very same initiative that Hayden Phoenix did! To all of you in the back, I'm laying down an open challenge! Right here, right now! It's time for The Trashman to take out the garbage!
The audience members are into it, The Trashman handing the microphone away as West and Matt debate on who, if anyone, will accept this open challenge. After a few moments of silence, The Trashman takes the chance to pander to the crowd some more. He keeps them fired up, and after a few moments longer...
... "A Couple Grand" by Yung Joc begins to play and out from behind the curtain steps Frankie Cocheese with a murderous look in his eyes. The crowd is booing and intimidated, Cocheese wearing a white DC fitted hat on backwards, white tanktop, denim jeans and white Vans on his feet. A white bandana is tied around his throat. He walks to the ring at his own pace. On the way to the ring, he seems to be saying something directly at The Trashman but it cannot be heard. He moves to one side of the ring, looking at one of the staff and demanding a microphone. "Get me a mic! Get me a damn mic!"
Matt Baily - West, that's Frankie Cocheese! He's making his debut here in The RWD on his own terms! Could he be accepting this match-up?
West Newhaven - Hey Matt, what's the difference between you and Frankie Cocheese? Like most people, he's got one leg up on you!
Frankie Cocheese gets handed a mic and walks up the ring steps, entering the ring through the middle and top rope.
"You want to take out the Trash, huh Trashman? Come on and try to take me out! Come on and try to take me out because I know like everybody else knows that I'm human garbage! That's right. I'm human garbage left to rot in the streets of DC and fend for myself! So come on and take me out!" He pauses, waiting for The Trashman to do something, then begins to laugh into the mic. "Heh heh heh that's right. You ain't gonna do nothin!"
He looks out towards the crowd. "RWD, like I said before, I've been set free! This is the Cocheese that you want, this is the Cocheese you're gonna get! I had to sit there in the back and watch this joke of a man talk about being inspired by another loser! Now I gotta make an example out of him to prove to you all that I deserve my seat on the throne!" He throws the mic down, which creates feedback when it hits the canvas. The referee checks both men, The Trashman doing his best cowardly lion impression before finally puffing his chest out, walking over toward Cocheese... And getting punched with a hard closed fist and sent to the mat!
*DING DING DING*
Cocheese starts stomping away, his Gangsta stomps keeping The Trashman grounded and in pain. The crowd reject Cocheese completely, booing his actions as Cocheese yells out at them to shut up. Cocheese then pulls The Trashman roughly to his feet, grabbing him by the face, smacking him across the head and lifting him up before hitting The Breadwinner!
Matt Baily - Frankie Cocheese showing dominance out here tonight. I don't think this open challenge is going the way The Trashman envisioned! Can he make a comeback?!
As the crowd rallies behind The Trashman, Cocheese takes notice. Frankie seems to laugh over their reaction for the fan favorite, picking him up once more, twisting under and wrenching his arm before pausing, cursing him out, and hitting a short-armed Toe Tagger! Cocheese has caused the crowd to switch back to hatred, Frankie going for the pin...
ONE!
TWO
THREE!
TWO
THREE!
*DING DING DING*
West Newhaven - To answer your question... No way! No how! This is it for The Trashman and Frankie couldn't look better!
Frankie's music starts to hit and he leans over the ropes, demanding a microphone. When he gets handed it he moves to the center of the ring. "Chalk three points up for me!"
The crowd boos some more as Frankie has a smug look on his face. He looks over to the ref who is helping The Trashman out of the ring and remarks, "Yeah get his carcass out of my ring!"
He shakes his head, going back to addressing the crowd. "You see how quick that was?! This is only the beginning. This is only the beginning and if the RWD locker room isn't taking notice now, they'll take notice of how many tiles the locker room floor has when I knock 'em all the hell out! They'll never see it coming. Just like in the streets, everybody's gonna have to start walking around with eyes in the back of their heads now that I'm around. I don't care if I have to go through bamas like the Trashman, or even my ol' Joker's Wild buddies, I'm takin what's rightfully mine!"
He looks over towards the entrance way, leaning against the ropes, "See you all when I see you!" He tosses the mic behind him as his music kicks on once more. He starts to walk back to the locker room, but takes a moment to turn and walk backwards while raising his arms triumphantly into the air.
so quickly so sad!
