Post by Vincent Kennedy McMahon on Nov 26, 2013 20:54:41 GMT -6
Live! From The Manhatten Center in New York, New York!
12/2/93
The scene opens up in the jam packed Manhattan Center! The camera pans throughout the crowd, many fans screaming and displaying signs. As the camera pans back around, it finds Gorilla Monsoon and Bobby "The Brain" Heenan sitting ringside.
Gorilla Monsoon: Welcome folks to WWF Monday Night Raw! I'm Gorilla Monsoon, alongside Bobby "The Brain" Heenan, and boy is tonight's show going to be a good one!
Bobby Heenan: That's right, Gorilla. You're finally making some sense, usually it's just incoherent grunting.
Gorilla Monsoon: You better watch it, bub!
Bobby Heenan: Anyways, tonight's show is going to great. It's gonna be interesting to see what "The Heartbreak Kid" Shawn Michaels will have to say about last week.
Gorilla Monsoon: That's right, Brain. After being outsmarted by "The Bad Guy" Razor Ramon, he was on the receiving end of a low blow!
Bobby Heenan: Outsmarted?! Only a gorilla could believe that a Cuban wannabe greaseball like Ramon could have anything that could be even be considered "smarts." That Shawn Michaels, now he's someone with a brain, Gorilla! I can't wait to see what he does!
Gorilla Monsoon: Indeed, and also tonight, the...
Gorilla Monsoon: Oh my god! It's "The Macho Man" Randy Savage!
Bobby Heenan: Things just got a whole lot more interesting around here! This guy's IQ is so low, he has his name plastered all over his clothing so he doesn't forget it!
From behind the Raw letters, "The Macho Man" appears and wastes no time in getting to the ring. The crowd goes wild at the sight of him being in a WWF arena again. Savage continues to walk down the ramp and towards the stairs. He ascends them and climbs through the ropes, immediately going for a microphone. He looks out into crowd in all directions, and they begin to cheer even louder. He points his finger out at them and does a little 360 degree rotation, and then looks towards the stage as he raises the mic to his mouth.
Randy Savage: I've gotta tell you YEEEEAAAAH, I watched what happened last week, and "THE MACHO MAN" RANDY SAVAGE DIDN'T LIKE WHAT HE SAW, oh no he didn't. SID! I watched you attack my good friend and former colleague, yeeeaaah I did, I'm talking about Mr. Perfect! Well I got news for you, Sid! "THE MACHO MAN" IS BACK YEAH! And "The Macho Man" is calling you to the ring! OH YEEAAAH!!
It feels like hours go by, as the "Macho Man" stands in the ring awaiting the man known as Sid... The crowd grows restless, as does "The Macho Man" in the ring. He awaits the assailant of his long time, close friend...
Gorilla Monsoon: Well, the psychotic Sid Justice is scheduled to be here tonight, but is he here? Will he even show his face after that heinous assault last week to "Mr. Perfect" Curt Hennig, who we hear now is in even more doubt to return to the WWF, which is no doubt, an absolute shame!
Bobby Heenan: That's psycho with just an "S" Gorilla! Don't you forget it! And if he didn't show up here tonight, then good for him! He doesn't owe you, these humanoids, or anyone an explanation for anything!
Gorilla and "The Brain" bicker over the matter as Savage grows restless enough to begin to leave the ring when...
The frightening new theme of "Sycho" Sid Justice begins to blare throughout the arena. Boos fill the arena, as now "The Macho Man" stops himself midway through exiting the ropes, and looks to the entrance curtains. He brings his foot back into the ring, looking all around, not going to fall victim to a cheap attack as Sid performed the week before, when...
"Sycho" Sid Justice: Hey Savage! Why don't you just shut your mouth!
Appearing from behind the curtains with a microphone, Sid yells at the top of his lungs with his usual sky high amount of intensity, much to the despite of the fans in attendance.
"Sycho" Sid Justice: Let me tell you something! You're lucky I'm even here talking to you tonight! Because I don't owe you, McMahon, Dibiase, or anyone else any explanation to why I put "Mr. Not-So-Perfect" out of his misery last week!
Sid now quiets to a hushed tone, with a far away, crazed look in his eyes, as he stares into the eyes of "The Macho Man" Randy Savage, who still stands in the ring, his eyes not moving from Sid, who stands crazily blinking just beyond the curtains before continuing.
"Sycho" Sid Justice: But what I will give you tonight Randy... is a shot... A shot at me... a shot at the man who ended your best friends career...
His comments bring an enraged look on the face of Savage, before Sid once more raises his voice to the top of his lungs and intensity limit.
"Sycho" Sid Justice:
Because I'm just so kind, that tonight! After I tear you limb from limb, piece by piece! I will put you in the same emergency room I put your pal in last week! And you know I can, and I will do this! Because I AM THE MAN!
Sid pauses for a moment, as the live audience boo's with everything they have, as Sid continues, his tone once again becomes hushed...
"Sycho" Sid Justice: And I am the Master... And the Ruler.... Of the World...[/size]
Sid drops his microphone, as his theme once again blares throughout the arena. Randy Savage stares into the insanely blinking eyes of Sid, knowing later tonight he will get his hands on this maniac, as Monday Night RAW fades to a commercial break.
The Ultimate Warrior vs. "The Texas Rattlesnake" Steve Austin
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(Return of the Warrior: Singles Match!)
Warrior runs out to the ring where Austin is waiting. Austin lays into him, and goes for a stunner, but its reversed. Gorilla Press Slam and Splash for the win.
The ref grabs The Ultimate Warrior's hand and raises it. Warrior suddenly pulls his hand away and grabs a mic.
Ultimate Warrior: WHEN I RAN INTO THIS VERY RING... and saw "The Texas Rattlesnake" just standing there staring at me... I KNEW... that I was gonna be in a tough fight tonight. AND WHEN I WAS FIGHTING HIM... I had no idea how tough he was, so I tested his strength... HE WASN'T STRONG ENOUGH TO BEAT THIS WARRRIOOOR!!! Steve Austin, almost stunned me... AS I REVERSED I gathered the ENERGY from the Gods and the universe of WWF, then I GAVE HIM THE ULTIMATE TEST AND HE COULDN'T HANDLE THE ULTIMATE SPLASH AND MATCH MY STRENGTH!!! Now that I have beaten Steve Austin, I am 1-0 and I'm gonna PUT MY STREAK ON THE LINE EVERY TIME I STEP INTO THIS RING, AND REMAIN UNDEFEATED!!!
Warrior drops the mic and leaves the ring.
A few seconds after "Sumo" has started to play in the arena, Mr. Fuji slowly comes walking out from the backstage area. He's holding a Japanese flag and Yokozuna is slowly following him. While they slowly make their way to the ring, we can hear the crowd let out a few "Yoko sucks" chants, visibly enraging Mr. Fuji. He starts to yell that these "Filthy American dogs should look at themselves and think twice about what they're chanting." Fuji climbs up on the apron and steps through the ropes, followed by Yokozuna. Fuji has a microphone handed to him and both men stand in the center of the ring.
Mr. Fuji: Tonight! Myyy Yokozuna is going to face that dead freak, The Undertaker! Myyy Yokozuna is going to squash him like BUG!
Yokozuna: Rahhh!!!
Gorilla Monsoon: Strong words from Yokozuna and his manager, Mr. Fuji.
Bobby Heenan: What? Are you out of your mind Gorilla? Yokozuna didn't say anything, he only roared!
Mr. Fuji: Undertaker, if I were you I would watch out for my Yokozuna! He will dominate you and make you SUFFER! Paul Bearer, you know what my Yokozuna shall do to your precious zombie? He shall do this...
Fuji puts the microphone near Yokozuna's mouth, an uncomfortable silence rolls through the arena for a few seconds before Yokozuna screams out.
Yokozuna: Banzai!!!
A smile appears on Mr. Fuji's face, but it does not stay around for long as the crowd starts to yell "you suck" once again.
Mr. Fuji: You ignorant American dogs! You do not believe myyy Yokozuna shall come out of the match victorious, but he will! My Yokozuna shall SQUISH that zombie like BUG, AND PUT HIM BACK INTO HIS GRAVE!!!
Yokozuna: RAHHH!!!
Fuji talks a bit to Yokozuna, and after a minute or so, Yokozuna nods. Fuji waves the Japanese flag.
Yokozuna and Mr. Fuji leave the ring and make their way to the backstage area.
Gorilla Monsoon: Well that was informative...
Bobby Heenan: You're darn right it was Gorilla! Yokozuna "shall squish" that damned Undertaker "like a bug!"
Gorilla Monsoon: I don't know about that, Brain. The Undertaker's not exactly easy to put down and defeat. Even Yokozuna'll find it to be difficult to battle "The Deadman."
Heenan mumbles something under his breath.
Gorilla Monsoon: What's that, Brain?
Bobby Heenan: Uh, nothing...
Gorilla Monsoon: We'll be right back folks![/i]
Owen Hart vs. British Bulldog
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(Singles Match!)
Winner by Simulation: Owen Hart
The Undertaker vs. Yokozuna
NAOD-Generate vs. Brammax
(Singles Match!)
Winner by Simulation: The Undertaker
As we fade back into the Manhattan Center, the camera pans around the ballroom, as Gorilla Monsoon and Bobby "The Brain" Heenan welcome us back from commercial.
Gorilla Monsoon: Welcome back, folks! If you didn't notice, Mean Gene Okerlund is here in the ring ready for an exclusive interview with the Heartbreak Kid Shawn Michaels.
Bobby Heenan: Michaels is not a happy man right now, Gorilla! That good for nothin' grease ball Razor Ramon hit him in the family jewels last week!
Gorilla Monsoon: Michaels deserved what he got, Brain. He tried to whack Razor over the head with the Intercontinental Championship!
Bobby Heenan: Oh, come on, Gorilla! No man deservers to get hit in the... well, you know. Especially Mr. Sexy Boy himself!
As we switch shots, we look on at the ring. We then pan over to the aisle...
"Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, Shaaaawn!" In a ruckus of cheers and boos, the crowd begins to roar! The curtain slings open, as the self-proclaimed Intercontinental Champion, the Heartbreak Kid, Shawn Michaels comes walking out with an arrogant smirk on his face. Shawn wears a black leather jacket with red hearts across the back, a pair of blue jeans and black boots. He peaks out from over the top of his heart shaped sunglasses, as he winks at an attractive woman at ringside. The woman blushes, as Shawn blows her a kiss. He then jogs up the steps and ducks under the top rope. Okerlund looks on, as Shawn prances around in the ring. As his music fades out, he stands beside Mean Gene, ready for the interview.
Gene Okerlund: Shawn, thanks for joining me here in ring tonight. Now, last week on Raw we saw you wearing the Intercontinental Championship. And according to Mr. DiBiase and Mr. McMahon, there are no Champions crowned in the World Wrestling Federation. If that is indeed the case, then why, Shawn, are you walking around with the Intercontinental Championship?
Shawn's smiles turns to a somewhat annoyed look. He then looks down, unzipping his jacket to reveal once again... the Intercontinental Championship. He unfastens it and places it over his shoulder.
Shawn Michaels: It's reeeeal simple, Mean Gene! No one... in the World Wrestling Federation compares... to the Heartbreak Kid! I'm in a league of my own, Gene. And whether Mr. DiBiase or Mr. McMahon like it or not... no one beat me for MY Intercontinental Championship. So as far as I'm concerned... she still... belongs... to me! Haha!
Gene Okerlund: Shawn, last week Razor Ramon said he will soon be the Intercontinental Cha-
Shawn Michaels: Woah, woah, woah, now! Wait just a minute! Razor Ramon can talk the talk all he wants, but until he walks the walk, until he beats the Heartbreak Kid, which he never will... then he can kiss this baby goodbye! This title... belongs to me. And trust me, Razor... I'll do whatever it takes to keep it! If that means kicking your teeth down your throat, then so be it!!
Shawn looks a little fired up, like he might just kick someone's teeth down their throat right now.
Gene Okerlund: Shawn, after nailing Jake the Snake with the title by accident last week, Razor sent you packing with a low blow. Seeing as you are not scheduled to compete tonight, should Razor have eyes in the back of his head?
Shawn Michaels: That good for nothing Cuban took things too far last week, Mean Gene! He tried to castrate me in the middle of the ring! Do you know how many women would be disappointed in that, Gene? I mean, even Razor's wife would cry her eyes out! But he's going to need a lot more than just eyes in the back of his head, Gene. Razor better not let his guard down for one second. Because when you do, Ramon... I'm going to make you regret it! So just a word of advice... if you can even understand English. Keep your eyes peeled... chico! Now... hit... my... music!
"Ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhhh, Shaaaaawn!" "Sexy Boy" blares through the Manhattan Center, as Shawn begins to strut around inside the ring. Gene backs away with the mic still in his hand, as we fade to commercial.
We cut backstage, where Todd Pettengill is standing by with "The Bad Guy" Razor Ramon.
Todd Pettengill: I'm joined here by Razor Ramon, and Razor, moments ago, inside the square circle, Shawn Michaels had a few choice words for you. What do you have to say?
Razor Ramon: You know Shawn, wrestling is a business, chico... you want to talk about my wife? Now you've made it personal! This isn't about winning any titles any more, "Sexy Boy." Now, it's about shutting you up and taking from you... what you hold dear. Shawn, you think you're God's gift to the world, but when I'm through with you, you'll look like you've gone through... a Razor's Edge!
Todd Pettengill: Well Razor, let's not forget about your matchup tonight! Tonight, you take on Bret "The Hitman" Hart, and this is sure to be a matchup that will take you to your limits!
Razor Ramon: My limits, chico? Razor Ramon doesn't know what that word even means. Bret Hart, I respect what you can do in the ring, don't get me wrong... but am I worried? No way, chico! Tonight, you're going to know what it's like to go one on one with pure machismo! Now say goodnight to "The Bad Guy!"
Razor slips off set with both arms extended out to each side.
Todd Pettengill: Alright, back to you Gorilla.
Razor Ramon vs. Bret "The Hitman" Hart
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(Singles Match!)
Winner by Simulation: Razor Ramon
As Razor celebrates, his back to the entrance, Shawn Michaels comes running down the ramp, and slides into the ring. He cocks back the Intercontinental title, just as Razor turns around. Shawn swings, but Razor ducks. He kicks Shawn in the stomach, causing him to drop the belt, and begins delivering rights. Shawn wastes no time returning the blows, as the two become engaged in a back and forth slugfest, the hatred showing on each man's face. WWF officials, staff, and security race down to the ring to seperate the two men. As the ring becomes a zoo of people, holding back the two atheletes, both of whom are shouting obscenities at the other, the camera fades to commercial.
Main Event:
"Sycho" Sid vs. "The Macho Man" Randy Savage
SXE_Warrior_SXE vs. Omega_Rez
(New York Street Fight!)
Winner by Simulation: "The Macho Man" Randy Savage
Savage begins to celebrate, running up to the second turnbuckle in the corner, and pointing out at the crowd. Suddenly, he's hit from behind by a steel chair.
Gorilla Monsoon: Oh no! That psycho, Sid Justice, has got a chair! Somebody stop him!
Bobby Heenan: I ain't getting in the ring with him. You stop him!
Savage drops off the ropes, still standing, but hunched over in pain. He turns. WHACK! Steel chair across the face! Savage drops, covered in blood.
Gorilla Monsoon: This is heinous, Brain! He has no remorse!
Bobby Heenan: Hey, maybe he'll knock some sense into Savage. He never made any before!
Sid hits Savage a few more times in the ribs with the chair, before raising it high into the air with one hand, the chair glistening with blood. The crowd boo's so loud, Gorilla Monsoon can barely be heard.
Gorilla Monsoon: Folks, we're running out of time! See you next week!
The scene fades to black.
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