Post by Action Reel on Jun 20, 2022 19:57:04 GMT -5
//IS IT MUCH TOO MUCH TO ASK\\
//NOT TO HIDE BEHIND THE MASK\\
Jimmy Garcia: That is, of course, the music of our brand new Cruiserweight Champion, STEPHEN SINGH!
Katta Pult: To be honest, Jimmy, I still can’t believe it. Plucky underdog, try-hard do-gooder Romeo Finet was… one of the biggest a-holes in the history of our sport?! Stephen Singh is a two-time Action Wrestling Cruiserweight Champion?!
On cue, The ActionTron snaps to life with highlights of Stephen Singh as Romeo Finet over the last few months in Action Wrestling as The Superstar steps out from behind the curtain with the Romeo Finet mask on his face and the Cruiserweight title slung over his shoulder. He’s in athletic sweatpants and a black shirt that reads “THIEF NO MORE” in gold letters on the fronit. The crowd is on their feet as MF Doom booms over the PA:
//HEAD ON STRAIGHT, MASK ON CROOKED\\
With the AWCW title slung over his shoulder, Singh bounces from one side of the rails to the other, high-fiving whatever fans will have him. There are a few scattered Romeo Finet masks in the crowd. As Singh reaches the end of the entrance ramp, he stops by a young tween with her father. She reaches out for a high-five but Singh shakes his head at her.
Katta Pult: Wow, didn’t take long for him to get back to his old self…
Instead, Singh pulls off his mask and hands it to her. Her eyes alight with excitement he comes in for a hug with the tween and then gives a fist bump to the appreciative father.
Jimmy Garcia: Maybe an old dog CAN learn some new tricks, Kat…
Singh rolls under the bottom rope, hoists his title in the air above him and calls for a microphone.
Singh: Helllllllo Phoenix Arizona!
An extremely cheap, fairly weak pop.
Singh: Come on guys, I’m trying! Isn’t that what’s supposed to happen? The Champ says the name of your city and you all get disproportionately excited for something that takes literally not talent?
A dissatisfied murmur.
Singh: Oh I forgot…This is Action Wrestling in the year 2022. You can all smell what’s real and what’s not from a mile away. You’re not going to cheer a guy because he says the name of your city…you’re going to cheer him because he just put himself through HELL IN A CELL and beat the three top Cruiserweights in the federation!
A slightly better pop.
Singh: You’ll cheer a guy because beats that canuckf***chop Bryan Blaze’s miniscule brains in like he deserves!
A still better pop.
Singh: Hey, no problem. That’s what I’m here for, Stephenites. I’m going to be out here week after damn week, proving to all of you that Stephen Singh is Thief No More, and a true champion for the first time. I’ll put this strap on the line against any of these mooks or mulkies in the back anywhere, anytime. So I don’t give two squirts of monkey’s p*** who comes out the winner of tonight’s main event; I’ll show them the proper Animus the same way I did Jenson and put them down in the middle of the ring. Let’s be serious for a moment though, this match is a joke. Joey Bunghole couldn’t have given Teo a sweeter cakewalk if he was Marry Berry.
Complete and unadulterated silence a crowd that has no idea who that is.
Singh: What? No British Bake Off fans in AZ? Okay well, Teo–
The champion is interrupted by a song playing. Probably by someone from New Jersey. Bon Jovi maybe? I’m not sure. But it’s definitely a song.
Katta Pult: That’s Joey Bunga’s music! Here comes the General Manager!
Bunga: Hey there, Champ. Sorry to interrupt this great speech which definitely seems like it has a point, not like you’re just yapping endlessly, hoping these fans are going to cheer… But I’ve got some pressing news here.
Singh: C’mon JoJo, I’m your Cruiserweight Champion! I can’t even finish an opening segment witho–
Bunga: Actually the news is about that championship.
The champion’s face is suddenly a bit more grave than it was a moment ago as he gestures for Bunga to continue.
Bunga: It’s a message from the front office… well let me just read it here, hold on…
Bunga reaches into his pocket and pulls out a crumpled up piece that he printed out earlier.
Bunga: “Joey, make sure to tell Singh congrats on the title. I knew he’d be an asset to the company.
Love,
Torture”
Singh: There’s no way he wrote “love,” Joey. We all know you just added that to make yourself feel good. But, uh, thanks I guess! I’m not sure this was worth interrupting me for–
Bunga: Hold on there’s one more…
He reaches in another pocket and pulls out another crumpled up piece of paper and then struggles to read it.
Bunga: “Joey, make sure to tell Singh congrats on the title. I knew that clown would slither his way into a title eventually.
Amor, Gravedigger.”
Singh: Okay, well clowns don’t slither so he’s really mixing his metaphors there but tell Anciano thanks and you’re still not fooling anyone by adding “amor” in there, Jo–
Bunga: Hold on, there a PS.
Singh, leans forward on the ropes.
“P.S. Let him know how happy I am to inform you both that Singh’s contract specifically required him to appear on Action Wrestling Television ONLY under an anonymous pseudonym, in the cruiserweight division and UNDER A MASK. Since his arrogance wouldn’t allow him to hoist that title while under a mask, he’s never going to hoist it again.”
Singh: Joey, wait a secon–
Bunga: Hold on, I’m not done. This part’s in all caps so I think I’m supposed to yell it:
“EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY THE CONTRACT OF STEPHEN SINGH FKA ROMEO FINET IS TERMINATED AND HE IS NEITHER CRUISERWEIGHT CHAMPION NOR A MEMBER OF THE ACTION WRESTLING CRUISERWEIGHT ROSTER!”
Jimmy Garcia: WHAT?! Romeo Finet… Stephen Singh ….the Cruiserweight Champion….IS FIRED?!
Katta Pult: FORMER Cruiserweight Champion, it seems Jimmy!
Most of the crowd feverishly boos the decision, there’s a smattering of cheers as well. Singh slumps over the ropes a moment.
Singh: You can’t do this, Joey.
Bunga: I’m not doing anything. I’m reading an email.
Singh: You’re barely reading. I’m the f***ing, Champion, Joey! I won it the way I was supposed to! I play by the fucking rules!
Apoplectic, Singh kicks the ropes.
Bunga: I’m sorry but you broke the contract! Digger said it’s ironclad, your contract… is terminated. I’m gonna need that title!
Singh: I’m supposed to get my one-on-one with Teo! You HANDED him the contendership with this bull***t match tonight! I’m supposed to beat him the right way! YOU CA–
Stephen Singh’s mic cuts out.
Jimmy Garcia: Singh is absolutely livid! He just threw the microphone up the ramp toward Bunga and is yelling “I’M NOT LEAVING.”
Katta Pult: Well he might not want to, but these dozen security guards look like they’re going to be very persuasive.
With Bunga approaching the ring and flanked by security, Singh realizes he’s out of options.
He signals to Bunga that he’s coming and with head hung, he steps out from between the ropes with the title. On the way up the ramp, he pops his shirt off and tosses it to a fan holding a sign that read “FINET WAS FINE BUT SINGH’S A SURE THING.”
Singh holds the title in both his hands in front of him, staring at it for one long, last moment and then shoves it in Bunga’s chest. He unceremoniously walks through the security guards and past the curtain to a quiet, dejected crowd and silence over the PA.
Katta Pult: Wow. So that’s it? Two one-week Cruiserweight Title reigns and Stephen Singh has been terminated.
Jimmy Garcia: I can’t believe Digger would do that! It’s so petty; Singh was really trying–
Katta Pult: He had a contract and he broke it, Jimmy. That’s all he has ever done is break the rules. Digger did what’s best for Action Wrestling.
Jimmy Garcia: So… what the hell happens with the title NOW?!
We cut to a huge Evolution V montage featuring all the Cruiserweight matches and then fade to a commercial.