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[[[- Solid Gold Wrestling returning? Well that's what Arn Anderson was told at the conclusion of last weeks show. Arn Anderson, the former owner of SGW, was told last week that the hooded men were not just out to get him, but instead, they were out to get his company, and they would stoop to any level to get it, including bringing back SGW. Now Arn Anderson must get revenge on his attackers and decide who these guys are, and what they want. Will we find out more this week on Showtime? Or will there be another attack? Stay tuned because nEw Showtime is NEXT!!!! -]]] [[[- From there the scene slowly fades up as we see highlights from last week Showtime Episode as we hear the Hooded man call up Arn Anderson, whilst he sits in his office. Just so you know.... be in the ring tonight after the main event, we will reveal our identity TONIGHT!! Arn Anderson is shown responding by saying That's fine with me pal, but just so you know, I'm not scared of you or whoever else you got! We then fade out and show Arn standing in the ring awaiting for the attackers to reveal themselves as the Titan tron lit up and showed the Hooded man say Arn... I told you tonight, we would reveal a little more of our identity, Double A... here's to ya!! As from there we see the Titan Tron saying 'SGW..... Solid Gold Wrestling' with letter beneath it saying 'It is coming... and this time it will live' as the song 'The End is Here' is played as we see Arn Face drop with dismay as last weeks show faded out. From there the Showtime entrance video begins to play, showing all the superstars in New Era Wrestling to the theme song of 'In the End' by Linkin Park, as we quickly fade into tonight's arena.... -]]] [[[- The scene opens up for tonight's nEw Showtime inside the jam packed, HUGE Trump Plaza in Las Vegas, Nevada. Their is around 45,000 fans standing on their feet going nuts, with signs held high as the green pyrotechnics shoot from the roof and down on the nEw stage as they explode across the the arena. The fans are going wild as the strobe light begins to flash as we are welcomed by tonight's announcers Shawn Mooney & Bobby 'The Brain' Heenan, as suddenly the sounds of a horses hoofs tapping against the ground is heard as the must blasts as through the back steps the Commissioner of nEw.... Arn Anderson. He steps out with his arms to his side as the fans explode with cheers. Arn walks down the aisle way and into the ring where he takes the microphone and begins to speak as the fans continue to chant 'Doub-Le- A' as Arn smirks and begins to speak... -]]] Arn Anderson: Thank you, thank you all for that wonderful response. But tonight, I come out here not a humble man, but an angry man! Now for those of you unaware of what happened last week, allow me to refresh your memories. You see it really started last week, when Lance Storm, nEw's 'self proclaimed' Number One contender, came out here and he alongside his friend, Justin Credible brutally assaulted me with a Singapore cane. From there, as I attended to my wounds backstage I got a phone call. The call was from a man, who still wants to be considered as 'The Hooded Man' and he tells me that he has a big surprise for me, that will reveal a little more about their identity. Well as we all saw, later on in the night I was just as shocked as you all were when I witnessed the titan Tron lit up with the letters.... S..... G...... W across it. Now the big question is what am I going to do about it? The big question is, what is going to happen next? When will the so called 'Hooded man' attack again? Well tonight, I am going to investigate, and I think I have figured out who the hooded man is, and tonight, I'm going to confront this man and being him to justice!! [[[- Arn begins to adjust his microphone and takes a big swallow as the fans begins to chant "S.....G.....W...... S.... G.... W" as suddenly the titan tron fades up and a camera is shown in the back room, as Arn stands in the ring unsire as to what is happening... -]]] Arn Anderson: What the hell is this? What is going on? [[[- The camera is shown going into a room, with the door reading 'Commissioner' on it, as the man walks into Arns office and puts a briefcase on his desk, opens it up and suddenly the camera cuts out as we then see Arn standing in the ring unsure as to what just happened... -]]] Arn Anderson: Damn it to hell!!! Whoever you are..... YOU'RE GOING TO PAY YOU COWARD!!! [[[- Arn drops the microphone and steps through the middle rope and begins running up the ramp way as suddenly 'Snap your fingers, Snap your neck' is heard as through the back laughing walks LANCE STORM!!! Storm stands atop the stage with Justin Credible at his side. both men holding Singapore canes as Lance Storm puts the microphone to his mouth and begins to speak to Arn as he stands stunned halfway down the ramp.... -]]] Lance Storm: Where you going Arn? Figured out I arrived in the building? Decided to high tail it out of here with you head between your legs? Listen Arn, I don't give a damn who is in your office, I don't give a rats ass who is coming to take over nEw, because the fact is, Solid Gold Wrestling is pure trash! Face it... it's dead, It's finished, and it's not coming back, so don't worry about that, what you need to be worrying about.... is ME! Because Arn, if you thought what Justin and I did to you last week was bad, then you haven't seen nothing yet! Arn, I suggest you back up, head back into that ring and give me what I rightfully deserve..... a shot at the nEw World Heavyweight title. [[[- Arn stands there and begins to slowly nod his head no, as Storm becomes enraged and begins to walk towards Arn, as Credible follows but suddenly behind him stands MR. PERFECT!!! He has a chair in hand, he pulls back, and BAM!!! Out goes Credible. Storm turns around and BAM! Shot right to the skull of Lance Storm as Arn runs past the Impact Players and into the back to try and see what the Hooded Man is doing in his office... -]]] [[[- From there we fade backstage where we William Regal in his dressing room, drinking tea. He takes a sip, with his pinky sticking out. He sets the cup down as the door opens and into the dressing room pops Garth Brooks? What in the hell? As we listen in... -]]] William Regal: Who in the bloody hell are you? Garth Brooks: Am I in the right dressin' room? William Regal: If you're here for tea and strumpets then yes sunshine you are, but seeing as the way you are dressed, I believe you have the wrong room! Garth Brooks: Oh, well alrite... I am lookin' for Arn Anderson, see I'm here to promote my new Album, called 'Saddled Horses' that hits stores next Thursday.... William Regal: And what kind of music do you sing... Mr. Brook? Garth Brooks: It's Brooks, and I'm a country music star.... William Regal: Ohh, yes, I'm a big fan of that tone, listen sunshine, I would love to hear more of your story, but would mind turning around, and picking up my glasses I seemed to have mis-placed them over in the corner... Garth Brooks: Sure... no problem... [[[- Garth turns around and bends over to pick up the glasses as William Regal picks up his tea cup and BAM right across the skull of Garth Brooks. Brooks goes down hard as William Regal begins to kick Garth while he's down as Regal begins shouting...... -]]] William Regal: I HATE COUNTRY MUSIC, YOU MISERABLE LITTLE TOE RAG...... [[[- Garth sells the kicks well as a large group of nEw referee' burst to the scene and break William Regal off of Garth Brooks as William Regal is held back by the referee's as they attend to William Regal as he continues to scream at Garth as he lays on the ground in pain..... -]]]
[[[- After the match we cut backstage where we see shawn Michaels in his locker room with a rag, shining up his nEw tag team title as suddenly through the door bursts Booker t, as we listen in... -]]] Booker T: Yo dawg, what da' hell is goin' on 'round here? Shawn Michaels: What are you talking about? Booker T: Man, don't play with me Shawn... you know what I'm talkin' 'bout dawg.... you going out 'dere tonight and teamin' wit' Kevin Nash! What da hell is that about dawg, we're tag team champions.... we're partners Shawn! Shawn Michaels: Yea, I know we are, but Kev is a good friend of mine and asked me if I would team wit him.... so I agreed. Booker T: Man, 'dats cold dog! Shawn Michaels: Booker.... listen, we may be a tag team through these belts, but that doesn't mean we have to team up every single night. Now tonight, I am booked to team with my friend Kevin Nash against X-Pac and Triple H, and I don't need to here anything about it from you! Booker T: I aint tryin' to start stuff wit you Shawn, cause you my boy now and all, but TELL ME..... YOU DIDN'T JUST SAY 'DAT!! Shawn Michaels: Oh I did say that booker, and hear this...... Mind.... your.....own..... BUSINESS!! [[[-Michaels walks off with his belt in hand as Booker T stands there...-]]] Booker T: Mind my own business huh? Fine 'den, he wanna play wit me, well the Book aint here to play no games, now can you dig that?!! [[[-Booker T walks off the camera as we hear the fans cheering in the background as he suddenly pops back on screen with his whole face in the camera...-]]] Booker T: SUCKAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! [[[-Booker T gives a small grin as we then slowly fade into the next match...-]]]
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After the match we fade backstage
where we see Al snow sitting in the corner of the arena talking to
head....
Al Snow: ...Don't start that with me.... You know damn well last night you were drunk! Head: .......... ........... ........... Al Snow: ...That's such a lie.... listen to yourself, you're in denial! Head: .......... ........... ........... Al Snow: ... Don't put this on me pal, you were drunk last night, I watched how many drinks you took down. Head: .......... ........... ........... Al Snow: Wait a second..... you're slurring your words again.... YOUR DRUNK!! Your a raging alcoholic! You're a mess! [[[- Just then Chavo is seen walking by talking to Pepe... -]]] Chavo Guererro Jr: ... No you're the man!! Pepe: .......... ........... ........... Chavo Guererro Jr: ... No you are! Pepe: .......... ........... ........... Chavo Guererro Jr: ... Hahaha, yea you're right, I guess I am the man!! Pepe: .......... ........... ........... [[[- Suddenly al snow begins to snicker in the background, as Chavo notices Al's snickering... -]]] Chavo Guererro Jr: What's so funny? Al Snow: Have you heard yourself? Chavo Guererro Jr: What are you talking about? Al Snow: Uhhh..... newsflash.... YOU'RE TALKING TO A STICK HORSE YOU PSYCHO!! Chavo Guererro Jr: Yea.... so what, Pepe talks to me, and who are you to say anything, you talk to that stupid manikin head! Al Snow: Yea, well ten bucks says my manikin head can kick the crap out of your stick horse any day of the week! Chavo Guererro Jr: Oh yea.... ? Al Snow: YEA!!! Chavo Guererro Jr: Well then why don't we find out for ourselves! Next week, me and Pepe will take on you and your manikin head and we will see just who the better man, errr, horse, errr..... WELL YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!! [[[- Chavo walks off with Pepe in hand very angry as al snow gets the last laugh... -]]] Al Snow: What a psycho, can you believe that guy Head? He talks to a stick horse! Weirdo! [[[- From there we fade out to the next match... -]]]
[[[- After the match we look in the back as we see Mr. Perfect looking at some of rob Van Dam's merchandise, and laughing as his manager Bobby 'The Brain' Heenan stands by him laughing as well as we slowly listen in..... -]]] Mr. Perfect: This is outrageous! Bobby 'The Brain' Heenan: It's pretty pathetic! Mr. Perfect: Look at these slogans.... 'Whatever'.... and 'R...V...D' and my personal favorite.... 'The Whole Dam Show'..... Bobby 'The Brain' Heenan: And what's with those logo's? Mr. Perfect: Yea a snake in the form of a ying yang? What are we back in the 60's again? Peace love, save the whales? Bobby 'The Brain' Heenan: Truly a disgrace to this sport! Mr. Perfect: Sport? bobby this guy is a disgrace to the human race! He's running around, proud of his number one contendership rating, when in reality, I'm the guy holding two nEw championship belts!! the nEw World Heavyweight title, and the nEw United States title! If this doesn't prove I'm perfect, then nothing will! Bobby 'The Brain' Heenan: Boss.... you are perfect indeed, with your perfect record, your perfect wrestling techniques, you got it all! Mr. Perfect: Yes I do... but you know..... [[[-
Suddenly the door swings open as
Justin Credible walks in with his kendo stick... Mr. Perfect: It's called knocking.... you should try it sometime! Justin Credible: Shut up! Look you got the nEw World Heavyweight title, big deal! But you know.... deep down who deserves his shot at that strap! Mr. Perfect: Yea.... no one! Justin Credible: Your a funny guy.... you think your tough big man? you think your big and bad because you can whack me and Lance in the back with a chair? Is that is? Look I came here because I got a business proposition for you! Mr. Perfect: Business proposition? Justin Credible: That's right! Look, me and Lance decided you give him a shot at your belt at Resurrection, and me and Lance, will do you a favor, by not beating the living hell out of you!! Sound good? Bobby 'The Brain' Heenan: Look pal, I d..... Mr. Perfect: Bobby, please..... I got this under control! Look, Justin, you go back to Lance and tell him, if he wants a shot at this belt, he needs to come to me and face me like a man..... one on one! Justin Credible: Big mistake Perfect.... BIG mistake! [[[-
Credible turns around and leaves
as Perfect stands there with Bobby right next to him as he gets in the
final word... Mr. Perfect: Yea, we'll see about that!
[[[- The fans are going nuts over the last match as we cut backstage once again as we see Jeff Jarrett walking down the hallway with his guitar over his shoulder as he bumps into a nEw stage hand. The stage hand falls to the ground as we listen in -]]] Jeff Jarrett: Watch where you're going slap ass! [[[- Jarrett continues down the hallway and into his dressing room where he sees a big platter of pasta and lasagna sitting on his coffee table for him to chow down on as he begins to laugh.... -]]] Jeff Jarrett: I take a $20,000 pay cut to come here to New Era Wrestling, and they provide me with this crappy Italian food? [[[- Jarrett picks up the fork and begins to pick at the pasta.... -]]] Jeff Jarrett: This is disgusting.... [[[- Jarrett stands up and pops his head out his dressing room door and begins to yell for the nEw receptionist... -]]] Jeff Jarrett: CAN I GET SOME REAL FOOD HERE? I DIDN'T COME HERE TO EAT WITH THE MARIO BROTHERS!!! I WANT SOME FRIED CHICKEN AND BISCUITS!! [[[- Jarrett sticks his head back in his dressing room as he shuts the door and sits down where he continues to pick at his lasagna as the door opens... -]]] Jeff Jarrett: It's about time, thank god.... [[[- To Jarrett's surprise he notices it's not the nEw receptionist, but instead it's Little Guido as Jarrett's face drops... -]]] Little Guido: Whassa matta Jeff? You don't like Italian food? You don't like what I left for you here? Jeff Jarrett: I...... I...... Listen I.... Little Guido: No, you don't gots to say nothin', I undastand, you don't like Italian food, you aint big on my families cookin', is that it? Jeff Jarrett: Well...... well yea. Little Guido: Ok well Here, I did get you a little somethin' else... Jeff Jarrett: You did? Little Guido: Yea... no hard feelin's on da food, I didn't expect you's to like it... but I did get you somethin else... Jeff Jarrett: Well what's that? Little Guido: 'DIS!!!! [[[- Guido pulls out of his pocket what appears to be mace... as he sprays it in Jarrett's eyes as Jarrett goes down in pain holding his eyes as Guido shouts to Jarrett... -]]] Little Guido: NEXT TIME, DON'T DISRESPECT DA FAMILY!!! GOT IT!! [[[- From there Guido walks off as Jarrett is left on the floor screaming in pain, as we fade into the next match... -]]]
[[[- After the match we go backstage once more as we see a few stage hands for nEw standing by where the wrestlers walk down before they go out to the ring, as we see Terry Taylor talking with nEw Road Agent Tony Chimmle.... -]]] Terry Taylor: ..... Jarrett is down in his dressing room, and we need two more paramedics to assist the other guys on his eyes... Tony Chimmle: You got it.... [[[- Chimmle runs off to follow through with Taylor's orders as as suddenly Arn anderson appears from behind Terry Taylor as the fans go nuts in the background as Terry turns around as we listen in... -]]] Terry Taylor: Oh hey Arn.... you kind of snuck up on me.... Arn Anderson: Sorry about that, listen I have a few questions I need to ask you.... Terry Taylor: Sure, go ahead... Arn Anderson: Well and I know this may be a little awkward but, we both worked for SGW for three years, and now that 'Someone' wants to bring it back, I guess I... Terry Taylor: Wait a second..... are you implying..... Arn Anderson: Well, I mean, from the looks of things, your the prime suspect. Now don't go off edge with this Terry, we've been friends for a long time now, I'm simply asking.... Terry Taylor: Listen.... Arn, we had a few up's and down's in SGW in the past, but the keyword is PAST. Things have smoothed over between us. It's a new day, a new Era so to speak. This is nEw, not SGW... and trust me on this one, I am not the guy under the black hood! I promise you that! Arn Anderson: Ok.... I believe you Terry, I just wanted to double check and make sure we're on the right page.... Terry Taylor: And again, whoever it may be.... I hope you find them and beat the holy hell out of them! Arn Anderson: Trust me Terry, we both know that will happen! Terry Taylor: Absolutely.... Arn Anderson: Hey listen Terry, I'm real sorry for accusing you.... I just wanted to double check... Terry Taylor: No Hard feelings.... Arn Anderson: Thanks again.... [[[- From there Arn walks off as the camera zooms up on Terry Taylor smiling as suddenly in the background behind Terry Taylor stands a man wearing a black outfit with a hood over his head as we fade back to the next match... -]]]
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