Spunk Pro
In a press confrence today, Manakuro Marakuso announced at the next show Spunk will be defending the Spunk Pro Heavyweight Championship against his student, D. D had asked for a shot before, and after defeating Mr. T in a tag bout this week has proven to Spunk that he is deserving for a shot at the Spunk Pro Heavyweight Championship. This bout will take place on the newly printed Spunk Pro mat, and should be quite a contest.
Spunk Pro reporters caught up with YUSUKE, the new Spunk Pro International Champion who was in high spirits earlier in the week after his grueling bout with Bobo "T" Gomez. YUSUKE "feels strong" and "can't wait to prove he deserves this belt." He also claimed he would defend it against anybody and prove that he is ready to be a champion. When asked who he'd like to defend against, he said he'd like to meet the "four pillars" of his career -- Manakuro Marakuso, Ti'en Yangisawa, Shogo Otsuka and Spunk, the four men who had a hand in training him, as well as been mentors and friends to him. Marakuso quickly accepted and said they'd meet in the ring very soon. YUSUKE also said he'd like to prove he is the true ace of this generation, and would like to have a match with Eddie Swan, as well as issued a stern warning towards the Rude Boys, claiming Roodie's 'fluke' win over him a few weeks ago in WILD was nothing more than a fluke, and if Roodie would like to step up, he'd prove it.
Johnny Jett cut a quick interview, with the Jet Girls in tow, saying that he shocked the world going 60 along with his Hollywood advisor, Billy Hollywood against the legendary T-Team. He said that he will be facing the now former Spunk Pro International Champion, Bobo "T" Gomez, and that if Bobo wins, he'll call off the destruction of Mr. T and the T-Team. But if he wins, he will continue to prove to the world that The T-Team isn't what they say they are, especially Mr. T. Its unclear still what Jett is getting at, but from his debut performance it is clear that Jett is completely serious about his advance on Spunk Pro and the T-Team.
Evo-MAX
Reporters attempted to catch up to LRI, only to be scared off. Fat Lip careened by our reporters in his Benz, with Stuart Robinson and VD Dod aboard, with only the shouts of 'REVENGE!' being heard as they drove by. Clearly LRI are upset about losing their Trios titles to the Young Dragons at the debut Evo-MAX show.
OdZ members DEMOS and RUINER caught up with reporters, and kept it brief, with RUINER sporting his cast that he earned at the hands of Shogo Otsuka a few weeks ago in Spunk Pro, breaking his arm in 2 places. DEMOS kept it short, saying the WWA Light-Heavyweight Championship would be his, and that Jun Mochizuki will just be another stepping-stone to OdZ domination! He also called out Wataru Araya in the Spunk Pro ring, claiming unless he steps up and defends the Spunk Pro Junior Title against him, more innocent blood will be shed.
Interview with Sean Gabriel
"Hello folks, this is Matthew J. Haddes here with WILD International Heavyweight Champion Sean Gabriel and as always, Seamus McFadden," Haddes says as the scene fades up, him holding a WWA microphone as Gabriel stands wearing a leather jacket with the WILD International Heavyweight Championship slung over his shoulder. Gabriel adjusts the title as Seamus laughs and twirls his cane. "So, gentlemen, good to have you here..."
"Of course, the pleasure is indeed all ours," McFadden snarls. "I'd just like to say, on behalf of Sean Ga--"
"Bow out, Seamus," Sean says gravely, as he steps in front of Seamus and stares into the camera. "Paddy Baker." He clears his throat, as he stares intently into the camera. "Paddy bloody Baker!"
"What did you... Sean, my lad," Seamus stops as he stares at Sean.
"Seamus... This don't concern you," he continues staring into the camera. "This here is between Baker and me-self. Baker, you wanna come out and headbutt a bloke after having a grueling contest against the best SECW can offer?" He motions with his arms around him, the title sliding off his shoulder slightly, only for him to catch it and readjust it. "You want to come out and save the Mid-Continental Championship by finally defending that blood thing after sitting on it to fuck 'round with Moon Demons and Zombies?" Sean spits on the ground, then looks back into the camera. "Old man, you signed your bloody death warrant.
"I used to look up to you, used to watch you on the tele busting noses of yanks and makin' all us proud back in the homeland. Look at you now! Look at what you are now, just another bloody yank in green tights playing fuckin' World Defender against bloody martians and..."
"Moon Demons, actually the whole ECLIPSE emp..." Haddes buts in, only for Sean to give him a cold stare.
"I didn't blood well ask for any yank opinion on these here matters!" Haddes cowers as Sean looks back into the camera. "Now Paddy Baker is just some bloody bus driver kickin' back a few pints after a hard days work who got a call from some bloody yank to make a bloody mockery of our sport! You parading 'round with a title that used 'ta mean everything!" He pulls the title down and cradles it in his hands. "Now, now I got mah own bloody championship, one that has a history and prestige all its own! One that..."
"Prestige?" Haddes breaks in again, as Sean stares him down, Haddes cowers but continues. "People who've held that include William Shatner, deMun..."
"CAN YOU CUT THE SHIT WITH THE BLOODY MOON DEMONS ALREADY!? I don't bloody well care who held this before I did, what bloody hell matters is I hold it now and am the greatest champion the world has ever seen!" Sean is breathing heavily as Seamus places his hand on his shoulder.
"Sean, me lad," he raps him on the head with his cane. "Calm yourself, me laddie, we'll make a fool of him yet. Let me take care of everything."
"Oh, let you take care of everything? Why in the bloody hell should I after you let him attack me and hit me in the bloody face with his ugly mug?" Seamus is taken aback, as Sean brushes him off. "You know what I did after I lost to Paddy Baker on Sunday? Huh? Do ya?" Haddes cowers again as Sean gets in his face. "So you wanna know or what you bloody wanker?"
"Um.. Yes?"
"Of course you do!" He screams in his face, as tears start to flow down Haddes' rosey red cheeks. "I went out an' found the first bloody wrasslin' show I could find and beat the bloody hell outta whatever wanker I could find. I went to East Buttfuck Wrestling and..."
"East.. Buttfuck Wrestling!? Where the hell is that?" Haddes looks at him, confused.
"Right next to bloody West Buttfuck, christ! You yanks ain't got much in the way of brains now do ya? Where the bloody fuck would East Buttfuck be but next to West Buttfuck!" He sighs and shakes his head. "So I went an' beat the bloody pulp outta somebody, their best guy an' ripped his goddamned head off with my Emerald Busta."
"Ripped his head off?" Haddes questions.
"Ripped his bloody head off! They had to call the bloody ambulance to come an' sow it back on, only for me to punch it right the fuck off again! Paddy Baker! You think you can just jump right back in and prove you are a man, well Sean Gabriel is here to make you pay for all your bullshit an' show you what a real Irishm'n is! You got the balls you can come down to the next Spunk Pro show, where I'll beat the bloody pulp outta Brad Wolf and defend my title, the real title of the world, an' make an example in frontta your face!" He growls as he walks off, leaving Seamus and Haddes behind.
"Now if you'll excuse us," Seamus nods at Haddes, who nods back and smiles, only for Seamus to bop him on the head with the cane.
"Ow!"
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