Post by Office on Feb 2, 2023 2:04:17 GMT
SAM HEWITT
BRIAN SHELZI
We may see some loyalty fade and some rivalries rekindled. Typically, the keys to these matches are awareness and focus. What makes this match different is the entanglement of histories of almost all the competitors and I’m not sure how you survive when everybody’s got a bone to pick with you.
SAM HEWITT
Well said, Brian. That’ll be the question for tonight: will these histories create bonds or enemies? Time will tell. But first—we’re sending you backstage with Pollo Road matchmaker Mandeville Nelson as he finalizes the entrant order.
Mandeville Nelson, flanked by several security guards, is standing by a giant roulette wheel.
MANDEVILLE NELSON
Guten tag, bonjour, and dobrý den. Welcome to ground zero of the Rumble Roulette-
CRAZY BOY
AYYYY MAN-DY!
The WAG1 trio appear on screen and immediately size up the four security guards.
MANDEVILLE NELSON
Ah yes! WAG1. How serendipitous it is to see you considering who just stopped by to draw their number.
JEREMY SQUIRE
Serendip--?
JIN HIRAI
Lynx?! Knight?!
MANDEVILLE NELSON
As you know, Mr. Hirai, the numbers drawn are to be confidential unless the entrant chooses to disseminate their entrance number. Now if you would please grab your assigned roulette ball and—
All three WAG1 members grab a lottery ball and chuck it violently into the slot. The balls shoot out onto the roulette track. Some numbers have been removed from the track since they’ve already been drawn. Each WAG1 ball is smacked into chaos before resting in their final destinations: 1 (CB), 2 (Squire), and 4 (Hirai).
MANDEVILLE NELSON
"As you can see, he is just starting to regain his ability to walk, which means he's on his way to full recovery."
The parents look proud, and the doctor turns to the boy.
"You're doing so good, Timmy, and you've worked so hard. You're a real champ!"
Suddenly, the door to the room is kicked open and Pollo Dorado II steps through it, the Pollo Road Cruiserweight Championship around his waist.
He points to the boy.
"Buc buc buh-CAAAW!!"
Timmy gulps.
We are then treated to rapid-fire shots of bandaged up Timmy being thrown around the room and crashing into various furniture and medical equipment, while the doctor and the parents cheer on.
"There can only be one champion" a voice-over proclaims, as we cut to a shot of two children playing with a Pollo Dorado II action figure.
"The New and Improved Pollo Dorado holds his Pollo Road Cruiserweight Championship belt up high and wears it around his waist!"
The action figure is shown holding a championship belt, before one of the children straps it around his waist.
"But what's this? Someone's been tearing at his mask!"
One of the children pulls part of the action figure's mask to the side, revealing its black hair. “I don’t care if I get disqualified!” the child quips gleefully and hits him with the title belt.
"Be careful so he doesn't pass out from blood loss!" the voice says as fake blood starts dripping from the action figure’s head and covering the now laughing child’s hand. The other child laughs with him.
"Ice pack sold separately."
EL CERDO MOSTAZA
Listen here, Man Devil, they ain’t payin’ me to sit around and yack with stacks of shit like you. Give me one of ‘em golf balls and let’s see which number I start chuckin’ you sandbaggin’ losers over-the-top.
Mostaza’s roulette ball rolls onto the roulette track for a few seconds before being joined by a second roulette ball!
ARMONDO CLEMENS
The name’s Armondo Clemens, but yous probably know me by...
The camera steps back to reveal a familiar face barely taller than Mostaza’s knees.
EL CERDO MOSTAZA
I know who the hell you are...Popcorn Pollo. Like the smell of dog shit on carpet, you just don’t go away, do ya freak?
ARMONDO CLEMENS
Don’t you call me–
EL CERDO MOSTAZA
You ain’t gon do shit you ankle-bitin’ hobbit. Trust to God, I will-
We can hear both balls begin to settle and everyone leans over the table to have a look. Mostaza’s ball settles comfortably on 11, but Popcorn/Clemens’ ball continues barreling through the track and knocks Mostaza’s ball into 9.
MANDEVILLE NELSON
Mostaza wastes no time in flipping the Roulette Rumble table where Clemens was taking shelter. Nelson’s security intervenes, allowing Popcorn to escape, but is quickly ragdolled around the room by Mostaza.
Greetings from the Pollo Road! We're here in Rama, Ontario on the third stop of the year! In just a few short moments all of Pollo Road’s finest are going to endure a test of survival as they one-by-one enter the Rotisserie Rumble. The prize is the coveted number one contendership which will determine the potential heir to the newly crowned World’s Cruiserweight Champion, Pollo Dorado II.
We may see some loyalty fade and some rivalries rekindled. Typically, the keys to these matches are awareness and focus. What makes this match different is the entanglement of histories of almost all the competitors and I’m not sure how you survive when everybody’s got a bone to pick with you.
SAM HEWITT
Well said, Brian. That’ll be the question for tonight: will these histories create bonds or enemies? Time will tell. But first—we’re sending you backstage with Pollo Road matchmaker Mandeville Nelson as he finalizes the entrant order.
Mandeville Nelson, flanked by several security guards, is standing by a giant roulette wheel.
MANDEVILLE NELSON
Guten tag, bonjour, and dobrý den. Welcome to ground zero of the Rumble Roulette-
CRAZY BOY
AYYYY MAN-DY!
The WAG1 trio appear on screen and immediately size up the four security guards.
MANDEVILLE NELSON
Ah yes! WAG1. How serendipitous it is to see you considering who just stopped by to draw their number.
JEREMY SQUIRE
Serendip--?
JIN HIRAI
Lynx?! Knight?!
MANDEVILLE NELSON
As you know, Mr. Hirai, the numbers drawn are to be confidential unless the entrant chooses to disseminate their entrance number. Now if you would please grab your assigned roulette ball and—
All three WAG1 members grab a lottery ball and chuck it violently into the slot. The balls shoot out onto the roulette track. Some numbers have been removed from the track since they’ve already been drawn. Each WAG1 ball is smacked into chaos before resting in their final destinations: 1 (CB), 2 (Squire), and 4 (Hirai).
MANDEVILLE NELSON
You three must be the sons of fortune. And with that—six numbers have been drawn. We’ll be back with the final selections after a few messages from our sponsors.
We see the exterior of a hospital building, before the shot transitions into an interior shot of a hospital room. There we see a boy, with a cast on his leg, a brace on his neck and bandages all over, as he tries to walk on a pair of crutches. A doctor is talking to the boy's parents.
"As you can see, he is just starting to regain his ability to walk, which means he's on his way to full recovery."
The parents look proud, and the doctor turns to the boy.
"You're doing so good, Timmy, and you've worked so hard. You're a real champ!"
Suddenly, the door to the room is kicked open and Pollo Dorado II steps through it, the Pollo Road Cruiserweight Championship around his waist.
He points to the boy.
"Buc buc buh-CAAAW!!"
Timmy gulps.
We are then treated to rapid-fire shots of bandaged up Timmy being thrown around the room and crashing into various furniture and medical equipment, while the doctor and the parents cheer on.
"There can only be one champion" a voice-over proclaims, as we cut to a shot of two children playing with a Pollo Dorado II action figure.
"The New and Improved Pollo Dorado holds his Pollo Road Cruiserweight Championship belt up high and wears it around his waist!"
The action figure is shown holding a championship belt, before one of the children straps it around his waist.
"But what's this? Someone's been tearing at his mask!"
One of the children pulls part of the action figure's mask to the side, revealing its black hair. “I don’t care if I get disqualified!” the child quips gleefully and hits him with the title belt.
"Be careful so he doesn't pass out from blood loss!" the voice says as fake blood starts dripping from the action figure’s head and covering the now laughing child’s hand. The other child laughs with him.
"Ice pack sold separately."
We return backstage where a masked figure, looking like Guy Fawkes with glasses on, is surrounded by a few curious onlookers.
MAN:
How'd you draw that one?!
??
Well, it's simple mathematics, really...
EL CERDO MOSTAZA
GIMME THAT!
The skinny "nerd" hauls off as Mostaza roars in, Nelson puts a hand up to halt him as the onlooker crowd scrambles away.
MANDEVILLE NELSON
Without question, El Cerdo Mostaza is likely the largest competitor in this rumble tonight. EL CERDO MOSTAZA
Listen here, Man Devil, they ain’t payin’ me to sit around and yack with stacks of shit like you. Give me one of ‘em golf balls and let’s see which number I start chuckin’ you sandbaggin’ losers over-the-top.
Mostaza’s roulette ball rolls onto the roulette track for a few seconds before being joined by a second roulette ball!
ARMONDO CLEMENS
The name’s Armondo Clemens, but yous probably know me by...
The camera steps back to reveal a familiar face barely taller than Mostaza’s knees.
EL CERDO MOSTAZA
I know who the hell you are...Popcorn Pollo. Like the smell of dog shit on carpet, you just don’t go away, do ya freak?
ARMONDO CLEMENS
Don’t you call me–
EL CERDO MOSTAZA
You ain’t gon do shit you ankle-bitin’ hobbit. Trust to God, I will-
We can hear both balls begin to settle and everyone leans over the table to have a look. Mostaza’s ball settles comfortably on 11, but Popcorn/Clemens’ ball continues barreling through the track and knocks Mostaza’s ball into 9.
MANDEVILLE NELSON
And there you have it, ladies and gentlemen. All of the fighters that wished to participate in the Roulette Rumble, on camera, have chosen their numbers. Let's send it back to Sam and Brian at ringside.
Mostaza wastes no time in flipping the Roulette Rumble table where Clemens was taking shelter. Nelson’s security intervenes, allowing Popcorn to escape, but is quickly ragdolled around the room by Mostaza.
