SFT Presents: Tuesday Night Titans (12/09/2017)

As the fans start to go wild, a huge sign saying “Welcome to the Return of the Titans” flashes on the big screen, and the fans around the arena stand of their feet and go absolutely nuts. As the camera pans around the arena we can see John Cartright and Randy White taking their seat. No sooner have they sat down then pyros all around the ring ramp and on the main stage start to explode…

JC: My name is John Cartright, and right next to be is the ever present Randy White, and we welcome all SFT fans from around the world!

RW: This is amazing, we’re back on Titans baby, oh yeah!

JC: Folks we have an amazing night planned for you all. In our main event Rumpke will be defending his world title for the second time against the entity that is Redd!

RW: I wonder how brutal that’s going to be John, it’s not like these guys ease into their matches at the best of times!

JC: Not only that but in our first match of the evening Twilight will be defending his Intercontinental title against one of the new faces here in SFT…. Travis Deacon. That along with two more matches should make for an historic night here in SFT.

RW: And we’re back on Titans baby… Tuesday Night Titans!

JC: So sit down folks, cancel all your plans, book the day of work tomorrow and grab yourself whatever beverage you desire as we look to kick off the show, our first airing of Titans in many years!

RW: Hell yeah!

After a few moments the music finally finishes and the pyros all die down. The fans continue to chant all around the arena and eagerly await the first match…

RW: Whoa!

JC: We know that theme alright…

Glenn Owen appears from behind the curtain and onto the top of the main stage. He smiles and waves to the audience then starts to make his way down the ramp towards the ring…

JC: Here folks is our former World Heavyweight Champion and Hall of Famer Glenn Owen. And I can think of no better man to see straight off the bat on his historic night.

RW: Historic is not the word. This guy used to wrestle on Titans every week!

Glenn jumps up into the ring and continues to wave to the crowd until his music dies down. He grabs a mic then looks all around the arena at the cheering fans before finally beginning to speak…..

Glenn: Ladies and Gentleman…. Boys and girls. Wherever you are, wherever you want to be, whatever you do and whatever you believe…. May I be the first person in a long, long time to say the following words…… Welcome to Tuesday Night Titans…

The fans jump back to their feet and chants to “TNT” start to be heard all around the arena. After a few more moments Glenn once again starts to speak….

Glenn: You know it’s funny I never thought I would walk this hallowed halls again, yet alone appear on an Episode of Tuesday Night Titans. But here we are and I’m delighted to be here on this…. My show!

The fans start to cheer…

Glenn: Titans was always my show in many ways, I wrestled every week in this famous ring, and I won't pretend I won't miss it. I've main evented countless matches on Titans, and sadly (laughing to himself) that won't be happening tonight! But non the less, I think you all know I've been working hard around hear as of late to keep this great federation of ours alive, so tonight I promise you..... I assure you...... I will do all I can to make this a real special moment in SFT history..... the return of the Titans!!!!

And a Titan I will always be. So enjoy the show everyone......

Glenn puts down the mic as his music once again hits, and to cheers and continued chants of “TNT” all around the arena, Glenn Owen makes his way back up the ramp towards to curtains.

JC: Nice way to kick off the show folks. A legend himself introducing us to a legendary show.

RW: I can’t believe I’m here John. Damn it I’m so excited I don’t even have time to insult you yet!

JC: What?

RW: I mean not yet, I’ll think of something later don’t you worry.

JC: Randy let’s not spoil the show. Folks without further hesitation let’s get on with the show and focus on our first match of the night…

JC: Travis has been on a roll since arriving in SFT, lets see if he can dethrone Twilight.

Dig by Mudvayne hits as Twilight comes to the ring.

RW: New music huh?

JC: Apparently.

Twilight enters the ring with focus and hands his belt to the ref.

RW: I guess its go time

RW: This is a little strane, first match of the night is for the IC Title.

JC: Not really, its a great way to hook in viewers, starting the show this way is ingenious.

The bell rings and we start it off with Travis upper cutting Twilight and then with a nice headbutt that he uses to hit a DDT!

RW: Smooth transitions there by Travis.

Travis now with a running bulldog as Twilight was trying to get up, this time he does cover and the ref counts

1…………...

2…………...

kickout!

JC: No way the champ loses this quickly.

Travis with a standing suplex holding Twilight up in the air a long time, maybe too long. As Twilight pushes himself out kicks Travis in the back, Travis bounces off the ropes and Twilight catches him with an inverted DDT!

RW: holy cow!

Twilight covers and we get the count

1…………………...

2……………………

kickout!

JC: Too close for comfort.

Twilight smiles but knows it should of ended there.

Travis gets on his feet now, faces Twilight. Travis does not back down from Twilight. Travis with a uppercut on Twilight then belly to back suplex! Travis picks him up and nails him with an elevated neck breakerr as he covers, the ref counts

1………..

2………...

kickout!


JC: Close, close, that was so close.


Travis cannot believe it, he climbs the ropes and patiently waits.


RW: Uh oh, if he connects with this, someone call Trump and have Twilight declared as needing Fema.

JC: That aint no lie.


Twilight slowly gets up and turns around as Travis flies with a missle drop kick! But as he is about to connect Twilight dodges him by going to his right as Travis flies by and hits the mat on his side hard!

RW: whoa!


Twilight now grabs the hurt Travis and locks in a bridged suplex with his back arched up as the ref counts

1………...

2………….

3!

WINNER: TWILIGHT

JC: Whoa he used some Liger/Sting moves there

RW: What a way to start off the night.

JC: Indeed Randy, great match where Twilight has defended the IC title, but great showing from Travis Deacon as well.

RW: I like that guy, he could go places if he wanted.

JC: We're going to cut to a commercial, but don't go away on this, an historic night here on Tuesday Night Titans!

Announcer: Making his way to the ring From Lawton, Oklahoma, weighing in at 282 lbs, Big Kent” Jackson Kent!

He walks down the rampway making his way to the ring, before climbing the steps. As he stands on the apron, he spreads his arms wide like wings pausing there for a moment with his head lowered. He then steps over the top rope into the ring. Jackson climbs up onto the top rope, and spreads his arms out once more taking in the reaction from the crowd.


JC: Egging the crowd on, hah, gotta love it!

When the vocals start, Lucas Balkan brushes the curtain aside and walks out onto the ramp with his hood up. He pauses, listening to the crowd before moving further towards the ring. Grainy images of border walls and shadowy men in dark hooded tops, of cigarette smoke and eagle claws, dance on the big screen above him. Lucas walks slowly to the ring, slides under the bottom rope and stares blankly into the crowd. He pulls off his t-shirt and tosses it out of the ring leans back against the turnbuckle, staring directly above him.

RW: Ok and now it time to see what time in Japan did for Lucas Balkan?

JC: I am curious about that as well.


The bell rings and Jackson starts it off with a quick strike then flings Balkan into the ropes and hits a nice clothesline. Jackson with a back body flip splash on Balkan and goes for a quick cover but only gets a 1 count.


RW: Yeahhhh Lucas is not losing that quick or in that fashion.


Jackson picks up Lucas and hits a beautiful sit down powerbomb!


JC: now that could cause some damage and possibly the match.


Jackson takes his sweet time rolling over Lucas and pinning him, the ref quickly counts,

One…………….

Two…………..

Thr (shoulder up!)

RW: Lucas Balkan raised that shoulder right before the refs hand hit the mat.

JC: that was damn close!

RW: Too close really.

Jackson cant believe it as he argues with the ref and inadvertantly gives Balkan a chance to catch his breath.


RW: Thats a big mistake.

Lucas rolls him up in a small package but barely gets a 2 count himself.

JC: Good try by Lucas but that isnt happening.


Jackson gets up but Lucas shoulder blocks his knees and down goes Jackson. Lucas now with springboard dive off the second rope doing a bit of lucha move. Jackson sits up and gets nailed with a shining wizard kick that would make The Great Muta smile.


RW: Nice.

Lucas patiently waits for Jackson to get up and locks in a modified Dragon Sleeper!

JC: This could be it.

RW: He did learn some new things in Japan after all

JC: Yes, apparently so....

Jackson goes down and Balkans shin goes bye bye. Jackson is up and so is Balkan as they start trading punches!

Suddenly......

From the rampway we see Jack Jones coming down running full steam ahead as he enters the ring and starts brawling with Balkan and Jackson, the ref cannot get them under control.


JC: What.... what the hell is Jack Jones doing out here?

RW: now its full blown madness in the ring! Maybe he just didn't want to miss out on this historic night?


The ref calls for the bell as the match is now a No Contest.

NO CONTEST

JC: Craziness.

RW: You can say that again!!!! Damn it John I wanted to see who was gonna win that! What's Jones doing here? Stupid hat wearing liberal!

JC: Ladies and gentleman it's all kicking off in the ring, and we have to go to commercial, but I have a feeling we've not seen the last of these 3, not by a long shot!

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Can also be used to take tire stains off your driveway and cement.

JC and RW looking at Roberts wife.

JC: I’ll say it once again and I’ve said it a hundred times. Robert is a lucky man.

RW: Luck had nothing to do with it.

Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down hits as Emerson makes his way to the ring to a huge crowd pop.

JC: Dare I say it, the peoples champ!

RW: Say but dont spray it!

RW: Damn, the Peoples Champ couldnt hold on. But what an effort by Rober and Emerson as well.

We love you…..so damn well show the world that you love your country…..

JC: Indeed you’re right there Randy, it’s time for our main event folks as Rumpke prepares to defend the SFT World Title against Redd.

RW: I have a feeling this one is gonna be brutal!

The lights dim and we hear The Ballad by Testament hit as Redd slowly makes his way to the ring. He enters the ring with a stern look upon his face and starts punching the turnbuckle slowly…

RW: Yeah, this could get brutal indeed! He looks like he wants to impart some evil on someone….

JC: We’ll these guys have been at each other for the past 2 weeks almost, it’s no wonder he pumped!

"Tomorrow" by Ozzy Osbourne hits the PA and to a mixture of cheers and hisses Rumpke makes his way down to the ring with a bottle of JD in one hand and the SFT World Championship belt in the other…..

Once he’s climbed in, he looks over at Redd who is still hitting the turnbuckle in the corner….Rumpke throws the belt out of the ring and puts his bottle down in the ring corner. The ref goes to remove it from the ring, and before he’s even done that Rumpke lunges into Redd and takes him to the ground. The ref signals for the bell for the match to start, but as it rings Rumpke already is on top of Redd and ponding left and right hands to his face.

RW: Wow! We’re not messing around tonight folks. It’s on already!

As Rumpke hits away at Redd, Redd throws a hard right hand which lands straight in Rumpke’s jaw and sends him backwards. Redd gets to his feet showing no sign of injury from the hits he’s just taken, rather just a red rage on his face as he goes over and grabs Rumpke to his feet by the hair. He grabs his arm and whips him into a brutal standing clothesline that sends Rumpke down, but before Rumpke has time to roll around in pain Redd has already brought him to his feet and diving towards the ring ropes, on his return he connects with his elbow into Rumpke’s chest and both men hit the ground. Rumpke is dazed but Redd is soon up on his feet…

RW: I told you this would be brutal John, I’m not sure how long this one is going to last.

JC: Redd is taking it to Rumpke ladies and gentleman, he wants that title, either that or he has some big point he wants to prove!

Redd looks around to the mixed reaction from the crowd but simple waves them away as he walks back over to Rumpke, however Rumpke brings his arm up and connects with Redd’s groin which brings him to his knees. An elbow to the shoulder from Rumpke and now it’s Redd who on his knees. Rumpke climbs out of the ring and takes a swig from his bottle of whiskey before getting back into the ring.

RW: I get it now, he’s no alcoholic, it’s a pain killer.

JC: Is this kind of behaviour even allowed?

RW: You gonna tell him what he can and can’t do? I’m damn well sure I’m not!

As Rumpke enters the ring to compose himself, Redd is now on his feet and both men meet in the centre of the ring to stare each other down. Rumpke slaps Redd across the chest, and Redd returns the favour. As the two men exchange blows the crowd start to count along….. as Redd goes to hit his 6th slap across the chest, Rumpke grabs him from the front and performs a perfect belly to back suplex which sends red flying into the corner of the ring. Rumpke goes over and picks Redd up and looks like his going to try for some kind of over the head slam, but Redd manages to pull himself free and as Rumpke turns to face him, Redd clotheslines him over the top rope of the ring and sends him to the floor below. Redd looks down as Rumpke lays on the floor and jumps down himself.

JC: We’re outside the ring now folks, this match is totally brutal.

RW: No…. no….. don’t even think about it guys!

JC: What?

RW: I’m talking to them…. Not this again... stay away from the god damn table!

Rumpke swings his arm which sweeps Redd off his feet and sends him down to the floor, both men continue to exchange blows and after a few moments they are both back on their feet. Redd goes for a standing clothesline again, which he misses and when he turns around Rumpke performs a standing drop kick into Redd’s chest which sends him back hard and he falls backwards over the metal ring ladder outside the ring. Rumpke then gets back into the ring and looks down on Redd who is laying on the floor outside holding his leg in pain…

RW: Good, get back in the ring….

Rumpke looks around the arena, and by now the fans are standing on their feet. Rumpke climbs up the corner to the top rope and looks down on Redd…

JC: A high flying Rumpke! Really?

RW: Damn it why can’t he just stay in the ring and get a count out!

Rumpke flies off the top rope and sails through the air, looking to connect with a flying leg drop on Redd below, but at the last moment Redd manages to roll out of the way which leaves nothing but the hard concrete floor for Rumpke to land ass first onto.

RW: Ouch! Oooo that’s even making me feel pain!

JC: That’s the chance you take folks….. Devastating move that didn’t come off from Rumpke.

RW: That’s one hell of an ass bruise he’s gonna be sitting on in the morning.

Redd is still dazed but is now able to take a few moments to compose himself as Rumpke rolls around the floor in pain. Redd gets to his feet and walks over to Rumpke and slowly grabs him by his hair to his feet. Redd looks around for a weapon of some kind, but in the absence of anything decides to make his way over to the announcers table with John and Randy are sitting.

RW: No!

JC: I think it’s best we get out of the way Randy….

RW: Damn it NO!!!!

Redd leans Rumpke into the table and places him face upwards on top of it and JC and RW move out from behind the table and stand clear. Redd removes the two small TV monitors and throws them onto the floor as he walks over to the ring and climbs up and prepares to launch himself from the ring mat over to the table. As he kicks off leading with his elbow, Rumpke attempts to roll out of the way, but only partially manages as he still gets an elbow to the head, but Redd also lands hard in the table and it collapse behind them instantly as they both fall in a mess to the floor with the broken table on top of them….

JC: Holy hell!

RW: Our table!!!!! Why, why always our table!

JC: Folks both of these guys are broken in half, they both took a sick bump there, and now they are both laying on the floor!

For a minute both men are out of it, the ref comes over to inspect the damage, but sees enough life in each of them to allow the match to continue. After another minute both men begin to stir, and it’s Rumpke that manages to get to his knees first….

JC: How is this match still going?

RW: Someone has o end it now… these guys are going to get seriously damaged if this continues much longer. To say nothing of my poor table!

JC: Our table Randy!

Rumpke brings Redd to his feet and both of them slowly start to swing away at each other once again. Both men slowly make their way back towards the ring, and Rumpke is the first up onto the mat as Redd rolls in quickly behind them. Now both men are back in the ring and once again laying into each other…

Suddenly…..

Aqua Tuta hits the PA system and Glenn Owen can be seen walking slowly down the ramp and into the ring….

RW: Wow, twice in one night!

JC: Yes but what’s he doing here?

RW: Probably come to take a ringside seat, well, maybe stand at ringside! Damn it our table, why always our table!

JC: This is not like Glenn to interrupt a match!

Glenn walks towards the ring and by this time Redd and Rumpke have both stopped swinging at each other and have their eyes focused on Owen. He climbs into the ring and walks over to both of them, given them both a quite stare in the eye…
He then turns to Rumpke and perform a devastating Chokeslam which leaves him laying out cold in the centre of the ring.

The ref immediately calls for the bell…..

NO CONTEST

JC: What! What the hell has just happened!!!!

RW: I can’t figure this one John, I really can’t figure this one at all. This is not what this guy does….

JC: Well Redd and Glenn Owen do have a history together, maybe they have kissed and made up!

Glenn looks down at Rumpke as he lays motionless on the floor. He turns and looks at Redd who is grinning, and after a few moments both me are laughing together as they look down on Rumpke…

Suddenly, Glenn turns to Redd, grabs him by the neck and performs a second chokeslam, this time leaving Redd laying equally as motionless on the floor!

JC: You’re kidding me!

RW: There’s life in the old dog yet……Glenn is kicking ass! But why?

The fans are now on their feet as a mixture of huge cheers and massive boo’s fills the entire arena. Glenn looks down at both men, and then without acknowledging the crowd makes his way out of the ring and walks slowly up the ramp towards to curtains keeping his eyes firmly fixed on what’s before him…

RW: Unbelievable, so much has happened in the last minute that I almost forgot about our broken table.

JC: Well Glenn Owen is a veteran of Tuesday Night Titans, and by god tonight he has certainly made his presence felt on our rebirth night!

RW: That’s an understatement.

JC: Folks, whatever way you look at it, it’s been a truly amazing and historic night here in Strike Fantasy Towers. What happens from now on in is anyone’s guess, but for sure you’re going to want to tune in again in two weeks’ time.

RW: And hopefully our table will be fixed by then.

JC: Until next time, wherever in the world you are…. Goodnight and God Bless….

The shows goes off air with the camera panning around the arena and the fans on their feet, now chanting "TNT... TNT", after a few moments the scene fades to black....