[ Gutter Rat makes it down to �the 4 towers� and he takes off the chain that he has around his neck, he places it onto the floor on the outside of the ring and rolls in scaring the referee Fred White. ]
Bang, we want it
[ The fans rise out of their seats and cheer loudly as the camera almost glides, scanning up the rampway, catching the small Jimmy Pez making his way out. He stops and turns around to the curtain, holding his hands high and applauding as his "Beast" towers onto the stage� The fans get louder at the sight of El Mexicano Condena, as he holds the Legacy Title, staring at the ring with a savage glare in his bloodshot eyes.. ]
You want commitment?
[ The scene cuts to one of the many hallways in the arena as walking down towards �The 4 Towers� is Jason Storm. Storm looks pumped and prepared, trying to get his mind away from his recent �private� life and onto the Main Event.]
GIRLS (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde):
[ A familiar wrestler enters through the curtains, the one, the only, the very last MWF Television champion, Steven Douglas. Dressed in his usual black leather jacket, black jeans and cowboy boots, the cigarette in his burns as he takes a deep drag then lets the smoke dissipate. With a microphone in his hand, he slowly raises it to his mouth.]
The day that love opened our eyes
[ Darla smiles a sick smile as the man known as Fear appears from the darkness and wraps his arms around his princess... The two blow out the candles in the room and the darkness over comes all...]
Bang, we want it
[ Viper J walks out onto the stage, followed closely by Jane. Viper pulls down the middle rope to let Jane in the ring, and then the two try to get the crowd going, before Jane gets out of the ring and Viper J goes to the corner, and puts his hands in the air... ]
You want commitment?
[Bauer skips out onto the stage, his energy clearly going through the roof. He rallies the crowd up with a bunch of chants. Bauer throws his arms into the air, screaming for everybody to get up to their feet. Obviously the fans are fickle as they stand right up, screaming and shouting even more. Bauer then runs to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and hoping to his feet. He runs towards one of the towers and climbs part way up it, looking into the sea of fans throughout the sold out Orlando arena. The NLR fans are going through the roof, they are already pumped up for the Main Event and Bauer is going to send them into fits.]
You came to see the mobscene
[ A figure lifts his pale right hand and raises it towards the veil. He grabs the fabric and slowly peels it off of his head to His his true identity. There sits a legend of the wrestling industry, The Grudge. His hair is long and black and dreadlocked like it was in his glory-days inside the UWF. His eyes are masked with blood shot patches and black bags underneath. He wears a slight amount of eyeliner as he smile into the camera.]
You want commitment?
[The camera cuts backstage and we see Naz, walking down a corridor. He holds a bag in his hand, the red bag reads "Training" in blue letters and Naz pushes open a door and the camera follows him through. Naz sits down on a bench inside a room, he puts his head in his hands for a moment and then raises them to look up at the wall.]
�ladies and gentlemen, be obscene!
[ Damn near everyone in the arena is cheering for Troy as he strolls out onto the entrance way looking to be in an especially good mood this evening. He begins to casually walk down the ramp, playing to the fans on his way down. ]
GIRLS (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde):
[ The NLR's CEO Marcus Anderson is seen stepping out from behind the curtain. The crowd is still silent. Anderson has a mic in hand and begins to speak.]
Bang,
[ The raven-haired beauty, Sinn, walks down the rampway, looking around the arena with a million-dollar smile on her face. She stops for a moment and licks her lips, staring down at the ring with a look of deviousness on her face. ]
bang.
[ Meanwhile, in the backstage area. The camera spots the NLR "X" champion walking through the back in an armani shirt and Botney 5000 pants, arm in arm with his lovely manager, Mari Posa. They are seconded by his temporary body guard ]
bang.
[ The Panther walks out, holding his arms up high and staring out from behind a black panther mask.. The small but fiery competitor bounces down the ramp. ]
bang.
[ Tony T smiles as he nears the ring, backing away from the fans hands as he mouths "I know you want this, but you can't have it, baby!" to an attractive young girl in the front row. ]
bang.
[ Quick clip, Ragonus, Watson, Hate, and a few of the newer hires all flash across the screen, ending with our General Manager, "Big" Ed Johnson, in his trademarked cap, holding his ears as his head violently shakes, before violently exploding sending stuff gooped all over the inner glass of your TV screen, and ending on one last, big, ]
BOOM!!!!
[ And in the background, barely audible, is Sullys voice... ]
Sully: No WAY in HELL I'm cleanin' THAT mess up...
Bang, we want it
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
You came to see the mobscene
I know it isn�t your scene
It�s better than a sex scene and it�s
So fucking obscene, obscene yeah.
Put on your best suit; get your arms around me
Now we�re going down, down, down
You want commitment?
Put on your best suit; get your arms around me
Now we�re going down, down, down
Be obscene, be, be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
We watched the world end
We have �high� places but we have no friends
The told us sin�s not good but we know it�s great
War-time full-frontal drugs, sex-tank armor plate
Bang, we want it
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
You came to see the mobscene
I know it isn�t your scene
It�s better than a sex scene and it�s
So fucking obscene, obscene yeah.
Put on your best suit; get your arms around me
Now we�re going down, down, down
You want commitment?
Put on your best suit; get your arms around me
Now we�re going down, down, down
GIRLS (in the spirit of Oscar Wilde):
Be obscene, be, be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
Be obscene, be, be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
I know it isn�t your scene
It�s better than a sex scene and it�s
So fucking obscene, obscene yeah.
Put on your best suit; get your arms around me
Now we�re going down, down, down
You want commitment?
Put on your best suit; get your arms around me
Now we�re going down, down, down
Be obscene, be, be obscene, ah!
Be obscene, be, be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
Be obscene, be, be obscene
Be obscene, baby, and not heard.
