Post by SportsEntertainmentXpress on Jan 20, 2021 10:55:37 GMT -6
StarDate 20210118
It’s been a day since the Waffle House, and a few hours since they were taken prisoner by Aunty and her gang of goons. The invite to her home was more of telling them they are going to jail. The crew now sits in one giant cage that looks out upon the Thunderdome. Spot sits in the corner of the cell alone, staring at the Dome. Ever the vigilant and compassionate captain Space Lord sits on the dirt ground beside his sergeant.
Spot, I remember when you and I met in the Dome. You were more Pitbull than Man, a savage and wild beast. You almost chewed my arm off that day.
Without looking at Space Lord Spot replies, “yeah, but you were the one who was victorious”.
If I hadn’t of had that copy of the Krypton newspaper in my back pocket, I may not have won the battle. I had to roll it up and smack you on the nose pretty hard to get you off my arm.
Spot turns from the Dome and sinks to the ground beside his captain.
Do you know why I joined your crew?
I assumed it was because I defeated you in the Dome and you wanted to follow me to become a better warrior.
It’s because you spared me. The rules have always been, and from what I’ve heard still are two men enter, one man, leave. You refused to end me, you said a warrior as fierce as I shouldn’t die like an animal, but should be honored. You were the first person to refuse the death of your opponent, and the first person to deny the will of Aunty. I knew I owed you my life, and that it was my destiny to follow you.
Spot, you owe me nothing. You were and still are a fierce warrior, and it has been an honor to be your captain.
If I had stayed here, I would have been dishonored and thrown back into the dome in an impossible to win situation. Aunty would have made sure I died in there. Leaving was my only way to live, and living as your Sargent has been the greatest honor of my life.
Spot and Space Lord both stand and Spot sticks his pawl out to shake. Space Lord takes his pawl but pulls Spot in, wrapping his arms around him for a big hug.
Spot turns to the cage door and begins to growl as the hair stands up on the back of his neck. With a confident smile, Aunty chuckles and then presses a button on a control pad she has. The collar that has been placed around Spots neck sends a jolt of electricity down his body. Everyone on the crew has been fitted with one of these collars as a means of control
Tonight Spot, you will return to Thunderdome, and you will face our champion. Finally, the people of Bartertown will get the sight they have been denied, the sight of you being gutted in the dome.
Space Lord charges forward, grabbing the cage and shaking it. This startles Aunty and she steps back, finger on the button, but pauses at what Space Lord says.
No, I am his captain, if any of us battle in the Thunderdome, it will be me.
Aunty gives a big smile as she has just thought of a wicked plan.
I suppose that is only fair, after all, you did defeat the now shamed champion in Spot. But… you will not just face the champion; you will also face Shock Blaster.
Wait… Shock Blaster isn’t the champion anymore?
Oh no, he retired recently. BUT he has an apprentice now, and that apprentice has quickly became the new champion. Tonight, Shock Blaster will leave retirement and enter the Dome. For tonight, three men enter, two men, leave.
DEAL! BUT, when I win, you let us go and help us find our friend.
Oh, darling, you will never see the outside of that Dome, and after you are ripped to shreds, I’m going to feed the rest of your crew to the Sandworms.
“BIQAGH!” Space Lord shouts, (and you know he is angry when he is swearing in Klingon) as he begins shaking the cage. Aunty takes a step back and pushes the button activating the collar on Space Lord. The shock drops Space Lord to his knees. Aunty releases the button, gives an evil smile, and walks away saying “three men enter, two men, leave” as she does.
As nightfall comes the crew is marched to the dome. They are all shackled and being marched in by guards. As they are marched to the dome the rowdy crowd is right on top of them and chanting.
THREE MEN ENTER, TWO MEN LEAVE!
THREE MEN ENTER, TWO MEN LEAVE!
THREE MEN ENTER, TWO MEN LEAVE!
The crew is stopped at the entrance of the dome and Space Lord is unlocked and thrown into the dome. The rest of the crew is shoved into a small cage that is just outside of the dome. The crowd is booing Space Lord and throw trash at him through the holes of the metal dome. Suddenly the crowd stops booing and throwing trash and turns their attention from the dome to an entrance area. The crowd begins to cheer and Space Lord can hear rumbling footsteps, he knows it is Shock Blaster.
The crowd parts and the massive frame of Shock Blaster is barely able to squeeze through the opening in the dome. From an overlook at the top of the dome, Aunty’s voice booms, and the crowd quiets down.
IN THE THUNDERDOME! The former competitor that dishonored the Dome and the great people of Bartertown., FIGHTING TONIGHT, to defend the dishonored name of the former champion Spot. THIS IS SPACE LORD!
The crowd hisses and boos, while throwing garbage at Space Lord.
WAIT! You said, TWO OPPONENTS! I only see one.
Aunty says nothing ignoring Space Lord. The crowd begins to laugh at him, but grow quite when Aunty starts again.
HIS OPPONENTS! THE LEGENDARY FIGHTER, THE ONLY UNDEFEATED AND HONORABLE THUNDERDOME CHAMPION! SHOCK BLASTER!
The crowd cheers as Shock Blaster raises his arms in the air.
AND HIS PARTNER! THE NEWEST THUNDERDOME CHAMPION! SAVAGE HELMET!
Space Lord is stunned as Shock Blaster turns slowly, showing he is wearing a box on his back like a backpack. The box opens and Major Helmet jumps from the box. Helmet’s face is painted like Dark Lord, he is shirtless and has a chain that runs from one nipple to the other, leather chaps.
Oh my. *swoon*
Helmet…. What has happened to you?
Helmet looks at Space Lord and snarls. Helmet reaches up and pulls his face protector down.
THREE MEN ENTER, TWO MEN LEAVE!
Helmet charges headfirst at Space Lord, using his head as a battering ram. Space Lord side steps and Helmet runs into the wall of the Dome, staggering him. Space Lord looks at Helmet and tries to talk some sense into him. “Helmet, I’m sorry, I’m here to ask you b….”, Space Lord is cut off as Blaster smashes him across the back with a forearm.
Space Lord falls to all fours and then is squashed to the ground as Blaster stomps his back. Blaster slaps his helmet and then tries to drop a headbutt down onto Space Lord, but Space Lord rolls out of the way. Blaster tries to get to his feet but looks like a turtle stuck on his back. Space Lord turns back to Helmet but is met with a battering ram from Helmet. Space Lord staggers back holding his stomach and Helmet pulls his face shield up.
WHY ARE YOU HERE!?!
To bring you home.
Helmet hears the sincerity in Space Lord's voice, and sees the love in his eyes, and the rocking neon face paint. Emotions run through Helmet’s head, and then rage pierces through. “I am home”, Helmet says before lowering the shield and charging again.
Space Lord side steps again but catches Helmet by the back of the helmet and his waistband. Space Lord spins Helmet around and launches Helmet headfirst like a missile into the face of Blaster who has just stood up. The impact crushes Blaster’s face, as his helmet explodes and he falls to the dirt.
Space Lord stands over Blaster who appears to be deceased. Helmet slowly rolls on the ground moaning. Space Lord lifts him up and then lifts Helmets face shield. Helmet looks terrified, but then Space Lord wraps his arms around Helmet and hugs him.
NO! FINISH HIM!
Space Lord releases Helmet and as he does whispers “let’s go home”. Space Lord and Helmet then stand side by side.
THREE MEN ENTER, TWO MEN LEAVE!
NO! NO!
The crowd begins to chant “THREE MEN ENTER, TWO MEN LEAVE!” again and again. Aunty continues screaming “NO”, but today the will of the crowd takes control. The gate opens to the Dome and the crew is let out of their cage. Bug Girl runs into the dome and throws her arms around Helmet to roaring applause from the crowd.
Monologue:
Ya know brother, you’d think with all that I have done in my career, and all that Space Lord has done throughout the cosmos that we wouldn’t feel the need to prove ourselves, but dude, we do. People are running around thinking S.O.T.F is the best tag team in wrestling today, and they certainly got the titles to back it up, but brother, they aren’t the best. S.E.X IS THE BEST!
We aren’t going to run and cry to the Barrows and demand our rematch, and flaunt a rematch clause in a contract, no way brother, that ain’t our style. We will leave that to S.O.T.F. US, brother we are going to earn another shot at those titles, and whoever has them when we get back to the top will be dropping them to us when we drop their bodies. That climb back to the top though, it starts Friday and it starts with L.B.D. I know those two dudes are looking to climb the mountain their selves, but you guys are about to get crushed by an avalanche called Sports Entertainment Xpress.
Ashes, ashes, you two will fall down. Zybala, Thames, make sure you have your pockets full of posies because you will fall down. You will fall like the Dumpty Humpy… NO NOT THE HUMPTY DANCE! Humpty, the fat egg, that is how you two will fall. You will be broken into pieces and then all the Janitors in the world won’t be able to put you back together again. No glass slipper can make you better than us. No fairy Godmother will save you from demise. No matter how many times you say bippity, boppity, boo, compared to us, you are still poo.
Brother, you’re a poet.
NO! I am the SUPREME INTERGALACTIC CHAMPION! People seem to have forgotten who Space Lord is, and what I am capable of. JUST! As they have forgotten who Terry Marshall is, and what he is capable of. A reminder notice will be sent at Inferno when the Sports Entertainment Xpress, the O.G.’S of the S.E.X, step into combat with the two long stays of GCWA and we send them back to where they belong. Zybala, back to the backyard. Thames back to being a river.
L.B.D you guys asked for S.E.X and now you are going to get us. But, like Space Lord was trying to say earlier dudes, be careful what you wish for because you just might get it. You are getting us, but brother you are getting a new version of us. We are more focused, more determined, and hungrier than ever before. The problem for you two is that Space Lord doesn’t just get hungry, he gets hangry. And what is written on the menu is Mike Zybala and Lucas Thames, a meal fit for a king. We will devour every last bite of that meal and then crap you out on whoever steps to us next.
AH SKEET SKEET!
Brother, that is something else entirely, we won’t be doing that on anyone.
Isn’t poop known as skeet?
No, you are thinking of skat.
What is skeet?
Some other time dude.
SKEET OR SCAT, S.E.X IS WHERE IT IS AT! S.E.X is coming back to the Big D, and we are coming to remind everyone what the greatest force in GCWA is, and it is all of YOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUU!!!!
That’s right brother the greatest force in not just GCWA, not just the sport of wrestling, not just on Earth, but the greatest force in the entire universe, and brothers that is you, our fans, the Sexamaniacs. Brother those Sexamaniacs are more than happy to see us back to ourselves and they got us riding high like a tidal wave. So that only leaves one question to ask. Zybala, Thames, what are you gonna do? WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO WHEN THE TSUNAMI OF SEXAMANIA CRASHES DOWN ON YOOOOOUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
~Fin