KingBoggs33 Posted May 13 Report Share Posted May 13 Smoky Mountain Wrestling Headquarters: Knoxville, Tennessee Promotor/Owner/Booker: Ole Anderson Commentary: "The Golden Voice" Gordon Solie Smoky Mountain Heavyweight Champion: "Bullet" Bob Armstrong Smoky Mountain Tag Team Champions: Well Dunn (Timothy Well and Steven Dunn) Smoky Mountain Television Champion: *Vacant* OOC: Hey everyone, I’ll be running this independent promotion for the next four months as I build out a full roster. Depending on how things go, I may either continue this story or launch a brand new promotion it just depends on how the cards fall. I’m fully aware that any of the wrestlers I’m using could be signed elsewhere at any time, and that’s totally fine. That’s just the nature of the indie scene, and I’ll adjust accordingly just like a real promotion would. This first post is mostly housekeeping to help me stay organized with what I have in motion. My first show will go up tonight, and I’m really excited to join everyone on this journey. Looking forward to seeing how it all plays out! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kevinmcfl Posted May 13 Report Share Posted May 13 Really looking forward to this!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KingBoggs33 Posted May 13 Author Report Share Posted May 13 Location: Knoxville, TV Studios Time: 6:30 PM Date: 05/12/1990 Gordon Solie: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the debut broadcast of Smokey Mountain Wrestling! I’m Gordon Solie, and tonight we begin a new chapter in professional wrestling, right here in the heart of East Tennessee. And to kick things off, please welcome a man who represents the strength and spirit of this region the SMW Heavyweight Champion, 'Bullet' Bob Armstrong! [Crowd erupts as Bob Armstrong enters, belt over his shoulder, shaking hands with fans and stepping up beside Solie.] Bob Armstrong: "Thank you, Gordon. Folks, it’s a proud day to be standing here as your SMW Heavyweight Champion. But this ain’t a trophy it’s a target. And I’m not about to sit on it and wait. I'm here to defend it against anybody, anytime, anywhere. If you think you’re tough enough, if you think you’ve got what it takes step through them ropes and prove it to me and these fine fans!" [Crowd cheers loudly, stomping the bleachers.] Gordon Solie: "Strong words from a fighting champion… but it looks like someone’s taking notice!" [The crowd turns as a tall, suited figure walks into frame — it’s Ron Fuller, smug and slow-moving, microphone already in hand.] Ron Fuller "Well, well, well… Bullet Bob Armstrong. I’ve watched you run your mouth all over this territory for years. But now that Smoky Mountain Wrestling is open for business, it’s time for men of means to take over You see, Bob, you might hold that title, but I’ve got something you don’t resources. Connections. And tonight, I’ve brought one with me… a man who’s gonna start collecting debts in this company starting with you." [From behind Fuller steps a rugged, scowling figure: Jimmy Jack Funk long hair, bullrope, and a wild look in his eye. He spits on the floor and glares at Armstrong.] Ron Fuller: "Meet Jimmy Jack Funk and he’s here to break your so-called fighting spirit." [The crowd boos as Bob Armstrong takes a step forward, fists clenched, eyes narrowed.] Bob Armstrong: "You wanna come to my backyard and send a lunatic to do your dirty work? Well alright, big man. I’m not hard to find. Jimmy Jack let’s see what you’ve got. Right here, right now!" Gordon Solie: "We’ve got a match, fans! The SMW Heavyweight Champion Bob Armstrong versus Jimmy Jack Funk up next!" __________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Bob Armstrong vs. Jimmy Jack Funk (with Ron Fuller) SMW Heavyweight Championship The bell rings, and Jimmy Jack Funk charges at Bob Armstrong like a wild bull, swinging the bullrope wildly before discarding it. Bob ducks a clothesline, fires back with stiff jabs, and floors Funk with a big right hand that sends him staggering into the corner. The crowd is fully behind the “Bullet” as he lays in punches to the count of ten on the turnbuckles. Ron Fuller yells instructions from ringside, slamming the mat with his hand, urging Funk to brawl dirty. Funk rakes the eyes and lands a cheap shot, slowing Armstrong’s momentum. He begins pounding away with clubbing forearms, choking Bob across the second rope while the referee counts to four. Funk tries to keep Bob grounded with a chinlock, but Armstrong feeds off the crowd and powers out, elbowing his way to his feet. He hits the ropes shoulder block! Bob hits a second, then a flying clothesline, popping the studio audience to their feet. Bob calls for the finish. Funk staggers up Armstrong ducks a swing, and THE SMOKY JAWBREAKER! 1… 2… 3! Winner: Bob Armstrong As the bell rings and Bob gets his hand raised, Ron Fuller suddenly slides into the ring, clutching that Bull Rope and before Bob can react CRACK! Fuller lays Armstrong out from behind with the bell part of the rope to the back of the head! The crowd erupts in boos as Fuller stands over the fallen champion, red-faced and smug. Ron Fuller: "You think this is over, Armstrong? This was just a taste! Next week, I’m bringing someone meaner… someone nastier! You think you’re a fighting champion? You better be ready to fight for your life!" [Fade to commercial as Bob Armstrong writhes in pain and officials rush to the ring.] ____________________________________________________________________________________ Bad Crew #1 & #2 vs. Local Jobbers The bell rings, and immediately Bad Crew #1 & #2 charge at their opponents, two local jobbers. The crowd boos as Bad Crew #1 and Bad Crew #2 dominate from the start, showing no mercy. Bad Crew #1 takes the lead, whipping one of the jobbers into the corner and following up with a brutal running clothesline. The impact echoes through the arena as the jobber crumples to the mat. Bad Crew #2 enters the ring and lifts the other jobber into a vicious backbreaker, causing the crowd to jeer even more. The jobbers are clearly outmatched. Bad Crew continues their attack with ruthless precision, alternating between double-team maneuvers and quick tags to maintain the assault. Bad Crew #1 hits a huge suplex on one jobber while Bad Crew #2 throws the other out of the ring, following him outside to deliver a savage clothesline. The jobbers have no chance to mount any offense. Bad Crew #2 slides back into the ring, grabs the jobber by the throat, and lifts him into a massive chokeslam. The crowd boos even louder as Bad Crew #1 quickly tags back in and the duo sets up for their finisher. They deliver a double-team powerbomb to one of the jobbers, leaving him motionless on the mat. Bad Crew #1 covers the pinned jobber for the three-count, while Bad Crew #2 stands guard, glaring at the other jobber who’s still struggling to get back to his feet. The referee calls for the bell, and the match is over. Bad Crew #1 & #2 stand tall in the ring, arms raised in dominance, while the crowd reacts with boos. The two jobbers slowly roll out of the ring, clearly outmatched and humiliated. Winners: The Bad Crew Bad Crew continues to taunt the crowd, soaking in the negative reaction as they leave the ring, having sent a message of absolute dominance. —---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The lights in the arena dim as the camera cuts to a backstage area where Gordon Solie stands, microphone in hand. He looks into the camera with a serious expression. Gordon Solie: "Fans of Smoky Mountain Wrestling, we are about to witness a very important moment in the history of this promotion. As we’ve seen in recent weeks, Smoky Mountain Wrestling has been gaining momentum, and it is with great pride that we now bring to you the man responsible for its creation and future direction." (He pauses for a moment, his tone becoming more authoritative) "Please join me in welcoming the owner, promoter, and booker of Smoky Mountain Wrestling, the man who will lead this promotion into the next chapter, the legendary Ole Anderson." The camera cuts to a shot of Ole Anderson, dressed in a sharp suit, stepping out from behind the curtain and walking towards the podium. The crowd’s reaction is a mixture of curiosity and applause as Ole enters the ring. He nods at the crowd before taking the microphone from Gordon Solie. Ole Anderson: "Thank you, Gordon. First off, let me make one thing clear: Smoky Mountain Wrestling is here to stay. We’re not some fly-by-night operation. We’ve got the talent, we’ve got the vision, and most importantly, we’ve got the passion to bring you the very best wrestling this region has ever seen." (Ole pauses for a moment, allowing the crowd to react.) Ole Anderson "Some of you might be wondering why I’m the man in charge here. Well, I’ve been in this business for a long time, and I’ve seen all the highs, the lows, the politics, the real fighting that happens inside and outside the ring. I’m here because I know what this business needs. What Smoky Mountain Wrestling needs is a promoter who’s willing to take risks, who’s not afraid to put on a product that’ll make you stand up and pay attention." (The crowd responds with cheers and applause.) Ole Anderson "Now, I know there are a lot of big names in this promotion. But let me tell you something, it's not about any one person. It’s about what we can do together. We’re going to put on matches that you’ll remember, build rivalries that’ll keep you coming back, and showcase the true heart of professional wrestling right here in the Smoky Mountains." (He adjusts the microphone, his tone becoming more intense.) Ole Anderson "We’ve got a lot of work to do, but trust me when I say, this is only the beginning. So sit back, enjoy the ride, and don’t blink, because we’re just getting started." (He drops the mic, nodding at Gordon Solie, and exits the ring with the crowd continuing to cheer. Solie watches him leave before addressing the audience.) Gordon Solie: "Well, there you have it, folks. Ole Anderson, the man behind Smoky Mountain Wrestling. It looks like we are in for an exciting, unpredictable future in the Smoky Mountains, and I, for one, can’t wait to see what’s next." The camera cuts to a commercial break —------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chris Champion vs. Mike Davis Chris Champion makes his way to the ring, strutting with confidence as the crowd reacts. He’s followed by Mike Davis, who enters to a more modest reception. The bell rings, and both men lock up in the center of the ring. Champion immediately takes control, backing Davis into the corner and delivering a clean break before taunting the crowd. Davis, not backing down, charges at Champion and connects with a series of right hands, but Champion quickly counters with a knee to the midsection. Champion throws Davis into the ropes and hits a big back elbow, sending Davis crashing to the mat. Champion follows up with a knee drop and goes for the early pin, but Davis kicks out at two. Champion continues his assault, slowing the pace and working over Davis with methodical strikes and a chin lock. Davis manages to fight back with a series of elbows and a dropkick that sends Champion to the outside. Davis attempts a dive over the top rope, but Champion moves just in time, sending Davis crashing to the floor. Champion taunts the crowd again before tossing Davis back into the ring. Back inside, Champion hits a Russian leg sweep into a bridge for another two-count. Frustrated, Champion picks Davis up and delivers a superkick to the chin, knocking Davis to the canvas. He covers Davis and gets the three-count. Winner: Chris Champion —------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chris Champion steps off the apron after his win, catching his breath as he heads toward the interview podium. As he approaches, Doug Gilbert is already nearby with Gordon Solie, leaning casually with a cocky grin. Doug Gilbert: "Well, that was... something. If I had a nickel for every soft win like that, I’d have my name on the building by now." Champion hears the remark and turns immediately, stepping toward Gilbert. Chris Champion: "You talking about me?" Doug Gilbert: "You’re the only one who just squeaked by out there. I’ve seen more fire from a wet matchstick." Chris Champion: "You got a lot to say standing behind a microphone. Why don’t you step in the ring and show us all how it's done?" Doug Gilbert: "Oh, don’t worry—I’ll be out there next week. And since you’re so interested, why don’t you pull up a seat next to Solie and watch how a real professional gets it done." Chris Champion: "You bet I will. And if you stumble for a second, I’ll be right there to remind everyone who the real star is." The two stare each other down as Gordon Solie calmly moves them apart. Gordon Solie: "Well, it seems tempers are flaring here in Smoky Mountain Wrestling. We'll see what happens next week when Doug Gilbert steps into the ring. It looks like Chris Champion will be keeping a close eye." —---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Akio Sato vs. JT Smith Akio Sato enters the ring with a calm, focused demeanor, offering a respectful bow before turning ice cold as JT Smith makes his entrance, hyping up the crowd with his energy. The bell rings, and the two men circle before locking up. Sato immediately takes Smith down with a quick armdrag and smirks, showing his technical precision. Smith responds with a dropkick and a hip toss, getting the crowd behind him. Sato bails to the outside, slowing the pace, before reentering with a more aggressive approach. He catches Smith with a hard chop, then snaps him over with a suplex and follows with a knee across the throat. Smith fires back with a flying headscissors and a roll-up for a close two-count. As Smith goes for a springboard move, Sato ducks and the referee gets slightly bumped in the confusion. Sato seizes the moment to pull a small pouch of powder from his tights and throws it into Smith’s eyes. Blinded, Smith stumbles right into a SPINNING WHEEL KICK! Sato quickly hooks the leg for the pin as the referee recovers and counts the three. Winner: Akio Sato Sato bows again after the match, grinning slyly as the crowd boos. Smith is left coughing and wiping at his eyes, furious about what just happen. —---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The camera cuts to a dimly lit corner of the SMW studio backstage area. A red-tinted spotlight barely lights the scene. Gordon Solie stands stiffly, microphone in hand. Next to him is a haunting presence: The Vampire Warrior face painted pale, eyes dark, and fangs bared in a silent grin. Gordon Solie: "Ladies and gentlemen, joining me now is a man who has sent quite a chill through the SMW locker room the Vampire Warrior. You've just arrived in Smoky Mountain Wrestling. What should fans expect from you?" The Vampire Warrior leans in slowly, staring through Solie with unsettling intensity before speaking in a cold, low rasp. Vampire Warrior: "Fear... fear is the first thing they'll feel when the lights go out. Then comes the pain. In this world of fighters and heroes... I'm the shadow that follows them. I'm not here to win their belts... I'm here to drink their souls." Solie raises an eyebrow, clearly unsettled. Gordon Solie: "That’s a rather ominous message. Is there anyone in particular you’re targeting in SMW?" Vampire Warrior: "Anyone with a pulse. Anyone who thinks they’re safe when the bell rings. I don't care if it's Bob Armstrong, Doug Gilbert, or anyone else waving a banner for East Tennessee. I'll be waiting... in the dark." He lets out a chilling, hollow laugh before walking off into the shadows as the camera slowly fades to black. —---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Main Event: The Colossal Kongs with Adnan Al Kassie vs. The Batten Twins (Bart & Brad Batten) The Batten Twins enter to a strong reaction from the East Tennessee crowd, slapping hands and rallying support. Moments later, the entire atmosphere shifts as the massive Colossal Kongs—Awesome Kong and Krusher Kong lumber down the small aisle, flanked by the ominous presence of their handler Adnan Al Kassie, their sheer size dwarfing everyone in the studio. The bell rings, and Bart Batten starts off with Krusher Kong. Bart uses his speed to duck a big clothesline and delivers several quick forearms. Krusher stumbles, but it’s not enough to topple the giant. Bart hits the ropes only to be flattened by a huge body block from Krusher. Brad tags in and tries a flying axe handle from the top, but is caught mid-air and slammed hard to the mat. The Kongs proceed to take turns demolishing both Batten brothers, using crushing corner avalanches, massive elbow drops, and punishing double-team moves. After several minutes of relentless punishment, the Kongs deliver their finishing sequence: Krusher hits a powerslam on Bart, and Awesome Kong follows with a massive splash. 1-2-3. Winners: The Colossal Kongs After the bell, the destruction continues. The Kongs toss Brad through the ropes and hit Bart with another devastating splash. Studio personnel rush in, but the Kong's roar and swing wildly, clearing the ring. The Batten Twins are left laid out as medics check on them, and the Kongs stand tall dominant and unchallenged. —---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As the Colossal Kongs exit the studio arena, triumphant and snarling, the feed suddenly cuts to a shaky handheld camera shot backstage. Panic is unfolding. We see referees and backstage crew rushing down a hallway. A camera follows then captures the mayhem. Timothy Well and Steven Dunn are being brutally assaulted, and tossed into equipment crates, stomped and clubbed with steel chairs by two massive, identical men in black jeans and combat boots. Don and Ron Harris, grim and expressionless, are methodically dismantling the popular tag team. One twin hoists Doll and powerbombs him onto a stack of wooden pallets. The other slams King against a cinderblock wall and drags him across the floor. Gordon Solie’s voice crackles in from the studio. Gordon Solie: "Ladies and gentlemen, we’re witnessing a savage, unprovoked attack here in the SMW locker room—those men are twins, and from the look of it… they’ve come with a message!" Suddenly, Ole Anderson storms into the scene, pushing past staff and security, his voice booming. Ole Anderson: "Hey! Break it up! You wanna make a name, boys? You don’t jump contracts in the hallway like a couple of punks you do it in the ring! But you made your bed now!" Don Harris sneers, brushing off an official. Ron squares up, but Ole doesn’t back down. Ole Anderson: "You want a fight in Smoky Mountain Wrestling? Next week, you’ll be in that ring. And I don’t care who signs the paycheck you lay your hands on my crew again backstage, and you’ll wish you hadn’t signed at all!" The Harris Brothers back off slowly, smirking coldly as medics rush in to check on Doll and King, both groaning and clutching ribs and limbs. As Ole Anderson stands over the wreckage backstage, fuming with authority, Paul Ellering steps into frame, dressed sharply in a dark trench coat and tinted glasses, his expression unreadable until it curls into a knowing, mocking grin. Paul Ellering: "Well, well... Ole Anderson barking orders like it’s still 1985. You’re still trying to hold this house together with duct tape and tough talk." Ole glares, clearly not in the mood. Ole Anderson: "You got something to say, say it." Paul Ellering: "Oh, I’ve got plenty to say. But it looks like the Harris Brothers already did the talking for me, didn’t they?" Ellering glances toward the damage, the battered Well Dunn being checked on by medical staff. Paul Ellering: "You think Smoky Mountain Wrestling is yours to control? You’re looking at a new chapter, old man. Chaos isn’t coming. It’s already here." He gives a parting smirk and walks off calmly down the hall. Ole watches him go, eyes narrowed, fists clenched. The tension hangs thick as the camera zooms in on Ole’s scowl before fading to black. OOC: I do all my writing on google sheets. It seems this site isn't so nice about copying and pasting from Google Sheets to here. Oh well, I will format the show better next week but that is a taste of SMW debut! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kevinmcfl Posted May 13 Report Share Posted May 13 Great first show... I think you can get so much out of the roster you are using. Armstrong vs Fuller will draw you money from the get go. Also like how you got Gilbert and Champion into a program right away. I enjoyed watching SMW a few years ago. They got so much out of a roster of like 17. By the way, I thought your formatting was fine. Welcome to Dawn of War. I hope you like it. We've had so many writers come and go while the 6 of us have remained pretty steady for a few years now. Would love that # to go to 7. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KingBoggs33 Posted May 14 Author Report Share Posted May 14 On 5/12/2025 at 10:49 PM, kevinmcfl said: Great first show... I think you can get so much out of the roster you are using. Armstrong vs Fuller will draw you money from the get go. Also like how you got Gilbert and Champion into a program right away. I enjoyed watching SMW a few years ago. They got so much out of a roster of like 17. By the way, I thought your formatting was fine. Welcome to Dawn of War. I hope you like it. We've had so many writers come and go while the 6 of us have remained pretty steady for a few years now. Would love that # to go to 7. Thanks I appreciate it. Yeah I wanted this show to sorta establish a local tv show that is just doing its own thing. I use Google sheets to write cause I can resize images to any size I want and it’s easier to format but when I paste it here it just makes all writing bold and that’s a pain to fix it all before posting here on the board sometimes cause it changes the format a lot but I’ll get it figured out as the time marches on. thanks for accepting me and I’ll do my part the best I can. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
spaldoni Posted Wednesday at 09:56 PM Report Share Posted Wednesday at 09:56 PM Welcome! You started off SMW with a bang by going with the classic Armstrong/Fuller feud. This will get good buzz and fill the seats. Bad Crew get the job done by establishing themselves as heels. Ole Anderson is the perfect choice to head SMW. No nonsense and loves to settle things in the ring. I liked the Champion/Gilbert confrontation. Both are arrogant and mouthy. This will be fun. Sato has a solid debut and could do very well here. Very ominous words from Vampire Warrior. He brings something fresh and different to the game. The Colossal Kongs with a massive debut win over a credible team. This immediately gets them over as the monsters they are. Damn! The Harris Brothers destroy the tag champs. Talk about bursting onto the scene. Paul Ellering was icing on the cake. Great stuff! Loved the first show. SMW is off and running. I can't wait for more. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rainmakerrtv Posted Wednesday at 10:01 PM Report Share Posted Wednesday at 10:01 PM Great start to your promotion. The Harris Twins raising hell is always worth watching. Loving Ole as the surly authority figure. Can't wait to see what is next. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Autistic Dragon Posted Wednesday at 10:12 PM Report Share Posted Wednesday at 10:12 PM Welcome to the game. Gordon Solie on commentary adds instant credibility. Armstrong + Fuller = money in East Tennessee. Funk makes a good first flunky. Bad Crew with their first showing in the game. Ole is a solid choice to lead a "back to basics" promotion. I agree with Spaldoni, Champion & Gilbert could be fun. Not familiar with Sato but he impresses in his debut. Vampire Warrior brings the creep factor. Al-Kassie unleashes a pair of monsters on SMW. Great ending as The Harris bros lay out the tag champs and Precious Paul bows up to Ole. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KingBoggs33 Posted 4 hours ago Author Report Share Posted 4 hours ago Location: Knoxville, TV Studios Time: 6:30 PM Date: 05/19/1990 Gordon Solie: “Wrestling fans, welcome once again to Smoky Mountain Wrestling! I’m Gordon Solie, and we are coming to you from beautiful East Tennessee with a jam-packed program tonight. Last week ended in controversy and chaos, and now the man behind SMW is here to address it all — Ole Anderson!” [Ole Anderson steps onto the studio set to a mix of cheers and murmurs. He’s all business, hands on hips, scowling at the camera.] Ole Anderson: "Let me tell you something right now. I don't care who you are, how big you are, or how many people you jump in a parking lot. You don’t run things around here like I do." "Last week, the Harris Boys made a lot of noise backstage. Thought they’d make a name for themselves by attacking our Tag Team Champions Well-Dunn. Real tough, huh? Two-on-two, after the show, when nobody’s looking." "Well, guess what? I heard from Well-Dunn that they want revenge. But the doc says they’re not cleared to wrestle till next week. That’s fine. Because I’ve got two men who are cleared, and they’re not afraid of a fight." "So tonight, Don and Ron Harris, you're gonna step in that ring against two men who love nothing more than smashing big mouths into the mat." "And those men… are Bill Kazmaier and Tommy Cairo!" [Crowd reacts loudly!] Ole Anderson: "You want to fight? You're gonna get one. And you keep pushing your luck around here, boys, I might just take you behind the barn myself." Gordon Solie: "There you have it, Ole Anderson making it plain: there will be order in Smoky Mountain Wrestling, and the Harris Boys are in for a battle tonight!" —--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Harris Brothers vs. Bill Kazmaier & Tommy Cairo In a hard-hitting opening contest, the powerhouse team of Bill Kazmaier and Tommy Cairo put up a strong fight against the twin wrecking crew, Don and Ron Harris. Kazmaier used his incredible strength early, tossing both Harris Brothers around with gutwrench suplexes and bearhugs. Cairo followed up with stiff strikes and a diving shoulder tackle that had the crowd rallying behind the babyface duo. But just as Cairo looked to finish things off with a powerslam on Ron Harris, Paul Ellering appeared at ringside. The distraction was enough. As Cairo stood on the second rope, pointing at Ellering and shouting him down, the Harris Twins took advantage. Behind the referee’s back, the fresh twin quickly slid into the ring and switched places, the classic “Twin Magic” routine. When Cairo turned around, he was met with a brutal big boot, followed by a devastating double spinebuster. 1... 2... 3. Your Winners: The Harris Brothers —--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Gordon Solie: "Ladies and gentlemen, that was a hard-fought bout, but controversy continues to swirl here in SMW—now joined by Paul Ellering and the Harris Brothers..." Paul Ellering: "Did you see that? That's dominance. That's inevitability. These are not just two angry men, these are my soldiers, and Smoky Mountain Wrestling is about to become a battlefield." "Ole Anderson... you're clinging to the past. You're trying to prop up a system that’s crumbling. These two men, the Harris Brothers, are the future. And starting tonight SMW is going to be rebuilt in our image." Don Harris: "No more rules. No more legends living off their names. We’re taking over." Ron Harris: "And Ole... if you’ve got a problem with that, come try and stop us." Gordon Solie (with concern): "Powerful words from Paul Ellering and his monstrous duo. The tension continues to rise here in Smoky Mountain Wrestling!" —--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Camera cuts to the studio podium where Gordon Solie stands. The crowd buzzes with anticipation as “The Tennessee Stud” Ron Fuller confidently strides out in a tailored suit, his long frame towering over the fans near the barricade. He’s grinning, swaggering, and holding a microphone like he owns the place.] Gordon Solie: "Ladies and gentlemen, I’m joined now by a man who’s been causing quite a stir since arriving in Smoky Mountain Wrestling… Ron Fuller. Ron, last week you made a promise, and I understand you’ve brought someone here to help you keep it." Ron Fuller (with a smirk): "That’s right, Gordon. Last week, I told the whole world that I was coming for Bob Armstrong and that precious Smoky Mountain Heavyweight Championship he’s been clutchin’ onto like it’s his baby blanket. Now Bob and I? We go back a long way. We’ve fought, we’ve bled, we’ve hated and now, I’ve come back to put an end to his little fairytale." [Crowd boos loudly.] Ron Fuller: "But I told ya I wouldn’t come alone. I told you I had men lined up, men ready to do damage. And tonight, you get to meet the first wave of what I call the end of the ‘Bullet’ era." [He points toward the entrance curtain.] Ron Fuller: "Let me introduce you all to a man who has crushed competition across the globe. He’s rough, he’s violent, and he doesn't give a damn about Bob Armstrong’s legacy. He’s the New Zealand mauler himself, Rip Morgan!" [The crowd erupts in boos as Rip Morgan storms out, swinging a chain, wild-eyed and yelling. He’s in full savage brawler mode, stomping to the podium beside Fuller.] Ron Fuller: "You see this man? This is who’s steppin’ in the ring with Bob Armstrong in the main event tonight. And Bob, I want you to remember something when you’re laying flat on your back, breathin’ heavy and lookin’ up at those lights: this is just the beginning. Tonight, I got something even meaner waitin’. You’re not just defendin’ a title, you’re fightin’ off extinction." Gordon Solie: "Well fans, this situation is escalating by the minute. Rip Morgan is here, and in the main event, he’ll go one-on-one with the SMW Champion, Bullet Bob Armstrong. Will Bob be able to survive the storm, or is Ron Fuller’s plan coming to fruition?" [Camera fades out on Morgan snarling into the lens, shaking the chain, while Fuller laughs over his shoulder.] —--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Doug Gilbert vs. Barry Horowitz As the crowd settles in, Chris Champion joins Gordon Solie at the ringside podium, arms crossed, eyeing the ring with a scowl. His presence draws a pop from the crowd but it’s clear he’s not here to smile. Meanwhile, Doug Gilbert makes his entrance, sneering toward Champion as he struts to the ring. He points at Champion and mouths, “Watch this close, champ!” The bell rings. Gilbert circles cautiously with Barry Horowitz, who plays to the crowd briefly before they lock up. Horowitz takes the early lead, surprising Doug with a quick armdrag and then a hip toss. Gilbert rolls to his feet, embarrassed, and slaps the mat in frustration. He glares at Champion, who smirks and shakes his head. Gilbert returns with more aggression knee to the gut, forearm to the back, and he takes over. He whips Horowitz hard into the corner and follows with a running clothesline. A snap suplex earns him a two-count. Doug glares over at Champion and shouts, “That the kind of fire you're bringing next week?” Champion simply folds his arms and keeps watching. Horowitz mounts a brief comeback, ducking a clothesline and scoring a sunset flip for two. He fires up, landing a dropkick and going for a backslide but Gilbert blocks it and spins out into a neckbreaker. Gilbert then signals for the end, climbing to the second rope and hitting a picture-perfect elbow drop. 1... 2... 3. Your Winner: Doug Gilbert Gilbert immediately rolls out of the ring and storms toward Champion, jawing at him the whole way. Doug Gilbert (pointing): “You see that? That’s how you handle business. You better enjoy watchin’ from that chair, Chris, ‘cause that’s the closest you’re ever gettin’ to bein’ the best in SMW.” Champion stands up now, chest to chest with Gilbert. Tension boils, but before it turns into a fight, Solie steps in to separate them. Gordon Solie: “Gentlemen, we’ll settle this another day, this is a broadcast!” The two men stare each other down as we fade out. —--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Gordon Solie stands at the classic SMW podium, microphone in hand. The crowd buzzes as “Bullet” Bob Armstrong, the reigning SMW Heavyweight Champion, steps into frame wearing the title proudly around his waist. He adjusts his jacket, nods to the fans, and looks square into the camera with intensity in his eyes. Gordon Solie: “Joining me now, the Smoky Mountain Wrestling Heavyweight Champion, ‘Bullet’ Bob Armstrong. Bob, it seems every week now Ron Fuller is sending someone new to try and take you out.” Bob Armstrong (fired up): “That’s right, Gordon! Ron Fuller’s been diggin’ into every dark alley he can find, diggin’ up anybody mean enough or mad enough to try and do the job he’s never been man enough to do himself and that’s put me down!” Crowd pops loudly. Bob slaps the title belt proudly. Bob Armstrong: “First it was Jimmy Jack Funk. Tough boy, sure, but not tough enough. And now tonight, it’s Rip Morgan. Big man, wild man, I ain’t takin’ him lightly. I know what he’s capable of. But I didn’t win this belt to hide behind it. I won it to defend East Tennessee Wrestling against anybody who steps through that curtain!” Bob Armstrong (pointing to the camera): “Rip Morgan, you better bring everything you got because tonight, I’m bringin’ everything I’ve got in return. And when I knock you down, Ron Fuller, I want YOU to be next! You keep hiding behind everybody else, but sooner or later, you’re gonna have to face me yourself. And when that time comes, you better be ready, because the Bullet don’t miss!” The crowd erupts in cheers as Bob adjusts his title and stares down the lens, determined and unshaken. Gordon Solie: “The champion stands tall and folks, Rip Morgan has a storm coming his way later tonight!” —--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Steve Simpson vs. Tony Falk The fans in the SMW studio come alive as Steve Simpson makes his debut, looking fired up and focused. Across the ring, Tony Falk grins arrogantly, brushing off the crowd’s jeers. Falk tries to outsmart Simpson early with headlocks and cheap tricks, but Simpson’s athleticism is too much. He fires off crisp armdrags and dropkicks, stringing together quick offense that leaves Falk scrambling. After a near fall off a flying forearm, Simpson lands a running powerslam and heads to the top rope. He flies off with a high crossbody, landing flush and scoring the 1-2-3! Winner: Steve Simpson As Simpson celebrates, the cheers quickly turn to boos as Jimmy Jack Funk storms the ring from the back rope in hand, wild-eyed and unhinged. He ambushes Simpson, clubbing him in the back of the head with the rope and laying into him with stomps and fists. The crowd erupts in outrage as Funk ties the rope around Simpson’s neck and drags him around the ring like a trophy. Officials rush in to pull Funk off, but not before he plants Simpson with a piledriver in the center of the ring. Gordon Solie (at the podium): "This is absolutely disgusting behavior! Jimmy Jack Funk has crossed a line here in Smoky Mountain Wrestling!" Funk storms over to the podium, grabs Solie's mic, and snarls: Jimmy Jack Funk: "You bring in some pretty boy from Africa and expect him to steal the spotlight from a real man? That don't sit right with Jimmy Jack Funk! Simpson next week, I'm gonna show you what it's like to step into the ring with a real outlaw!" Medical personnel check on Simpson as the segment closes with Funk being dragged away, still shouting and swinging the rope. —--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The lights in the SMW studio dim as an eerie, slow, ominous music creeps through the speakers. A purple strobe effect flickers as Vampire Warrior steps into the spotlight at the podium with Gordon Solie. Dressed in black leather, face painted in blood-like streaks, he carries an unsettling aura. The crowd quiets in unease. Gordon Solie: "Ladies and gentlemen, joining me now is... the Vampire Warrior, and I’m told he’s not alone tonight." Vampire Warrior: "The time has come for Smoky Mountain Wrestling to embrace the darkness. I've watched from the shadows... and I see the greed, the pride, the weak souls clinging to light and honor." "But I bring something older. Something powerful. Something feared." He gestures to the curtain as a haunting flute-like sound begins playing. Out steps The Great Kabuki, shrouded in a flowing robe, face painted in his iconic misted kabuki makeup, carrying a wooden staff. The crowd gasps at the visual. Vampire Warrior: "This… is The Great Kabuki. He is not a man. He is a spirit of vengeance ancient, silent, and deadly. He walks with me now. He answers to me now." "Next week... we step into your ring, and the rituals begin. The bloodletting begins." Gordon Solie: "I… I can only imagine what the fans and the SMW locker room must be thinking right now. That man Kabuki is a legend. And with you guiding him, I dare say this could be a dangerous development." Vampire Warrior (smirking): "They should be afraid, Solie. Because the darkness isn't coming. It's already here." He throws his arms out, laughing coldly as Kabuki stands behind him, motionless and menacing. The lights flicker and fade to black. —--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Rick Titan vs. Ricky Lane The crowd at the studio taping erupts as Rick Titan makes his way to the ring for his SMW debut. Clad in bright tights and full of energy, Titan slaps hands with fans on his way down the aisle, flashing a confident smile. Gordon Solie notes that this powerhouse from Calgary is looking to make an impression. As the bell rings, Ricky Lane circles cautiously, but Titan explodes out of the corner with a thunderous shoulder block that sends Lane sprawling. The crowd roars in approval. Titan plays to the audience, pumping his fists and shouting, “Let’s go, Smoky Mountain!” before scooping Lane up and delivering a massive bodyslam that shakes the ring. Lane staggers to his feet only to be launched across the ring with a powerful overhead belly-to-belly suplex. The fans are on their feet as Titan points to the turnbuckle, climbs to the second rope, and drops a huge elbow across Lane’s chest. With the crowd chanting, “Titan! Titan!”, he pulls Lane up and finishes him off with a running powerslam, planting him squarely in the center of the ring. 1... 2... 3! The bell rings and Rick Titan stands tall, flexing for the crowd and beating his chest. He climbs the ropes and points to the fans, shouting, “I’m here to fight for you!” The East Tennessee crowd eats it up, giving Bognar a warm and rowdy welcome to SMW. [Rick Titan finishes celebrating in the ring and steps down to the SMW podium, where Gordon Solie stands with microphone in hand. The crowd is still buzzing.] Gordon Solie: “Ladies and gentlemen, a most impressive debut here in Smoky Mountain Wrestling Rick Titan!” [Titan steps up, still fired up, nodding to the fans.] Rick Titan: “This is what I came here for, Gordon to fight, to prove myself, and to stand tall for the fans of East Tennessee! I’ve been around the world, but there’s nothing like the energy right here in SMW. I want the best this company has to offer bring them on!” [Suddenly, the studio crowd turns with a mix of jeers and curiosity as a smug, sharply dressed figure walks onto the set Don Callis, microphone in hand, sunglasses on, and a self-satisfied grin.] Don Callis: “Wow, wow, wow. That was really cute, Rick. Big body slams, flexing, ‘fighting for the people’ all very noble.” “But you see, Smoky Mountain Wrestling isn’t a gym class, and it’s not a bodybuilding expo. This is professional wrestling, and what the people actually need... is someone intelligent, someone tactical. Someone like me.” [Bognar steps forward, jaw clenched.] Rick Titan: “You got something to say, say it to my face, Callis.” Don Callis: “I already did, dummy. I’m saying next week you and me, one-on-one. Let’s see how much that power helps you when you’re in the ring with someone who actually uses their brain. Let’s see if you’re ready to swim in deeper waters, big man.” [Callis smirks, adjusts his sunglasses, and backs away slowly as Titan stares him down.] Rick Titan: “He wants a fight? He’s got it. Next week Callis gets a crash course in what power really looks like.” [The crowd pops as Titan raises his fist and the segment closes.] —-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Main Event – Non-Title Match “Bullet” Bob Armstrong vs. Rip Morgan (with Ron Fuller) The crowd is buzzing as SMW Heavyweight Champion “Bullet” Bob Armstrong makes his entrance to loud cheers, the pride of East Tennessee and a fighting champion through and through. He stares down the ramp, knowing Ron Fuller has sent another challenger to try and wear him down. Rip Morgan, wild-eyed and aggressive, storms out next with Ron Fuller right behind him, shouting insults and riling up the studio crowd. Morgan storms into the ring, wasting no time as he jumps Bob before the bell even rings. The two veterans brawl with stiff fists, with Morgan using his size and brutality to batter Bob early. But Bullet Bob fires up and takes control with his signature right hands, a flying elbow, and a big back body drop. He keeps the crowd hot, rallying with fists to the air, but Fuller shouts to Rip to stay on him. Morgan turns the tide with a knee to the gut and a big clothesline, pounding Bob down with clubbing forearms and choking him on the mat. He slams Bob hard and drops a leg for a two-count. The match builds into a slugfest, but Bob catches Rip with a running knee lift and a swinging neckbreaker! Bob covers 1… 2… 3! Winner: “Bullet” Bob Armstrong The crowd explodes but there’s no time to celebrate. Ron Fuller storms the ring and attacks Bob from behind! Rip Morgan quickly joins in. The two beat down the exhausted champion, stomping and hammering him as boos rain down. Suddenly, a figure sprints from the back Scott Armstrong! The young Armstrong charges the ring and tackles Rip Morgan, throwing wild punches and fighting both men off. He blasts Fuller with a dropkick and sends Morgan over the top rope with a running clothesline! Scott checks on his father, who’s trying to sit up. Bob looks up at his son with pride as Scott helps him to his feet. Together, they stand tall as the studio crowd roars. Gordon Solie: GORDON SOLIE: "Ladies and gentlemen, the Armstrong family is standing strong but so is the threat of Ron Fuller. What will he bring next week?!" *************END********** Next Week on SMW Television The SMW Tag Team Champions Well-Dunn will be in action The Vampire Warrior makes his in-ring debut Rick Titan vs "The Natural" Don Callis Jimmy Jack Funk vs Steve Simpson Ron Fuller and Rip Morgan will be in action We will hear from Bob and Scott Armstrong Ole Anderson will announce plans for the SMW Television Championship PLUS MUCH MORE!!!!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Autistic Dragon Posted 29 minutes ago Report Share Posted 29 minutes ago Ole brings in the big guns in Kaz & Cairo but they can't match the Harris bros teamwork. Can't blame Ron for being confident having hired big Rip Morgan. Things are getting spicy between Champion & Gilbert. Simpson looks good but his arrival is spoiled by a jealous Jimmy Jack. Vampire Warrior gets serious credibility being paired with Kabuki. Titan and Callis meet next week in a battle of brain vs brawn. The Bullet survives again but Fuller jumps him after the bell. Thankfully Scott is there to fight for his father. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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