[ We return with a shot of the sold out KeyArena in Seattle Washington, with the fans in a frenzy. Since the "corperate takeover" the NLR has been in a flourrishing expansion, vastly improving on the already great organiszation. The roster has been strengthed, which was easily a focal point, and as such the morale is at an all time high. The fans are on their toes scream at the top of their lungs, we circle around taking a look at the signs brought in by the fans some that stick out are "Leandro : El Mexicano Campeon"; "Fear - More than an emotion"; "Mobius OWNS you", among many others. JP and Sully can be heard at ringside, excited as everyone else for the first Hysteria fresh off of Threshold. ]
JP: Folks welcome back to the Next Level Revolution's very first edition of Hysteria under our new management. Along with the switches on staff we come to you live from our not time slot! Primetime Monday night, head to head with the big dogs!
Sully: We are coming live to you tonight from here in Seattle, in what promises to build off the amazing night we had, just over a week ago!
JP: That's right Sully, Threshold was a spectacle and realy stirred things up for the NLR. We were introduced to Marcus Anderson, the new CEO of the NLR as well as our former "Assisstant" Assisstant General Manager, and new General Manager, Ed Johnson!
Sully: Well the man is a genious, why Scotty kept him to far out of the "in" circle, is anyones guess.
JP: Speaking of Marcus Anderson, for those of you how missed Threshold ...
Sully: ... what the hell were you thinking?!?!
JP: A valid question to those who missed the show, but not what I was getting at. For those of you who missed Threshold, Mr. Anderson issued a HUGE ulimatum to one of the biggest stars in the wrestling industry! He's an international celebrity, an entertainment icon and if nothing else a walking encyclopedia on wrestling.
Sully: You forgot to mention a schemeing, money laundering, space waisting ...
JP: Easy there big fella, Troy Knight is a legend!
Sully: More like a washed up has been!
JP: That's your opinion, and although I strongly disagree with it, you are unfortunately entitled to it!
Sully: God bless America!
JP: As I was saying, Troy Knight was issued an ultimatum and given a weeks time to decide which of the two opitions he will chose.
Sully: He can either, lace 'em up or he can pack 'em up! God willing, he'll chose the latter of the two!
JP: You're not going to have to wait long old friend, because I've just recieved word that Troy Knight will announce his repsonse...
[ "Larger Than Life" suddenly comes blaring throughout the arena, interupting JP. The crowd blows up and go into a storm! 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. ]
JP: ... right now!
Sully: Here we go!
JP: This is a huge deal right here ladies and gentlement, the addition of Troy Knight to the active roster would be collosal!
[ Troy Night has reached the ring and is climbing the ring steps, entering the ring. The fans have not let up their cheering in the least. Troy's smug grim speaks for it's slef on this subject. ]
Sully: Look at him! So cocky!
JP: You'd best watch your choice or words!
Sully: Oh crap ... with my luck he'll down here on his way out! I've got to get out of here!
JP: Sit down you moron!
[ Troy Knight paces around the ring, smiling as he tries, pointlessly, to calm the crowd down. A mic has been placed on the ring apron and catches Troy's attention, he walks over and picks it up. With the mic raised to his mouth he pauses and waits for the crowd to settle, which doesn't happen. ]
JP: They are going nuts for TroyBoy here in Seattle!
Sully: This is ridiculous, I just don't get why they drool over this guy.
JP: It's called respect Sullivan, respect.
[ The crowd finally calms down after many long minutes of screaming and chanting. Troy finally has the opportunity to speak. ]
Troy Knight: Thank you all so much! It's great to see that at least some people around here still know how to treat greatness! Accolades and praise are the approriate choices, choices that come as a result of logical reasoning. As opposed to the insults and disrespect that stem from ignorance! Unfortunately, I find myself currently surrounded with insolence! I'm forced to deal with stupid pukes who are too blinded by their own egos to see the gold mine staring them in the face!
[ The crowd blows up in a frenzy of jeers at the obvious implied reference to Marcus Anderson. ]
Troy Knight: As you can see Stupid Marcus, in your attempt to look like a big shot by trying to push me around, you've simultaneously managed to turn all of these people against you. Not the wisest of moves, considering they are paying to see your product; you product primarily consits of me; thus without me, they will not pay to see your product! Who in their right minds would pay to see Kyle Bauer doing cartwheels around the ring, scary I know, but in my abscence there is little alternative and no substitution!
[ Troy Knight paces around the ring, thinking carefully about what to say next, or perhaps how to say it. ]
Troy Knight: Last sunday Stupid Marcus, you thought it would be a wise "business decision" to hand me an utimatum, hand TroyBoy and ultimatum! What was running through that gigantic space between your ears, where any normal person would house a brain, when you came up with something so ludicris! I am a walking legend! I do not need you! You should be bending over backwards (or forwrds) for me! I am the reason you haven't already gone belly up! Without me this place will crumble to the gr- ....
[ Troy is suddenly cut off by the sounds of "Natural Life" by Breakin Benjamin, which causes him to jolt his attention to the stage. The crowd is unsure as to who is on their way out, but haven't got long to wait until they find out. Moments after the songs electric guitar picks up, the Next Level Revolution's CEO, Marcus Anderson, confidently walks out to an onslaught of jeers. A smug smile on his face and a mic in his hand, Anderson stares patronzingly at Troy Knight in the ring. ]
Marcus Anderson: Troy, I think we've all waited long enough, it's time ...
Troy Knight: Listen, you don't tell me when it's time! You'll wait as long ...
Marcus Anderson: No, you listen to me! This is my damn company and I run the show! I know full well the repurcussions that may follow from me issuing that ultimatum, I knew them long before I ever made them public! You see Troy, if you know the wrestling business so well, then you should know that money makes the world go 'round! Right now you are waisting my time, my money and my patience! I told you, that you had until Hysteria to come to a decision and I meant it! Now cut the bullshit and get to the god damned point!
[ The crowd is utterly furious at the total disrespect Anderson is showing to Troy. It's almost as though Anderson is provocking Troy to walk out, pushing all the wrong buttons at the right time. Troy looks to be enfuriated in the ring, he raises the mic to his mouth. ]
Troy Knight: Who the hell do you think you are!?!? I don't think you realise the magnitude of what you're proposing here Stupid Marcus!
Marcus Anderson: I know full well, now quit the beating around the bush! Are you relinquishing your duties as "mentor" and becoming a fully active member of the roster, or do I have to fire your ass?
[ Troy raises an eyebrow to Marcus Anderson, as if to question his "testicular fortitude", and looks around at the crowd smiling. Troy then turns back to Marcus and with a strong as stone expression give him his reply. ]
Troy Knight: No Marcus, you will not be firing TroyBoy tonight...
Marcus Anderson: I didn't think so! I'm glad to see you've decided to come to your senses and listen to reason! With that I ...
Troy Knight: ... You will not be firing TroyBoy this evening, because I'm telling you to take your spot on the roster, take the NLR, take "Big" Ed Johnson's "Big Johnson" ... and shove 'em!
[ Marcus Anderons looks at Troy with a very confused expression on his face. Troy quickly eliminates the confusion. ]
Troy Knight: I quit!
JP: Oh my God!
[ With a loud thud Troy looks at Marcus, who's jaw is on the floor, and flashes him an arrogent smile as if to have called Macrus' bluff and let's the mic fall to the mat, apparently having said all he needed to say this evening. The crows shares in Marcus' shock, unsure whether to boo or cheer, stay in their seats or walk out with Troy. "Larger Than Life" hits once again, and Troy stays standing in the ring, his eyes locked with Marcus'. Marcus now looks enfuriated, which provokes a smile on Troy Knight's face. ]
Sully: Did ... did he just ... quit?
JP: I think so? Ladies in gentlement, I'm in shock! Troy Knight has just told the NLR's CEO to take his job and well...
Sully: Shove it! He told us all to shove it! Some "wrestling legend" he is, telling his adoring public to shove it!
JP: Sully, that's not what Troy did at all! Troy told Marcus to shove it, he doesn't take well to playing by other peoples' rules, never has.
Sully: He did more than tell Mr. Anderson to shove it! He told the NLR roster, and the entire NLR in general to shove it. Without the fans the NLR is nothing, so the way I see it, Troy just spat in all our faces! Good ridance is what I have to say to him!
JP: This a devastating blow to the roster! Last week Anarkist quit, Gutter Rat was injured, and now Troy has walked out as well!
Sully: Not that he did anything here anyway!
JP: Ignore my companion here ladies and gentlemen. We've got to take a quick break, but when we come back, we'll be getting this show started. Newly signed Hellhole teams up with the MWF legend, Gunman Stinger to take on the team of Kyle Bauer and ViperJ, and it's next!
