Post by Eric Gold on Apr 7, 2010 7:01:49 GMT -5
UGWC has just gone off air after the main event. The fans give a round of applause to the wrestlers and the commentators before getting up to leave. However, just as they are beginning to stand up to walk out, the lights suddenly dim, before two strong gold lights appear from the stage. The two lights shoot up, and out to the audience before spinning around to the titantron. The titantron comes to life, and out portrays an image of a brand new Entertainment Professional for UGWC. The music: I've Got It All by Jim Johnson hits as some of the fans decides to stick around to see what happens. The two lights point to the stage as a man walks out, arms extended, microphone in his right hand. He stops at the top of the ramp, and slides his left hand through his slicked back hair. Taking off his sunglasses and slipping them into the pocket off his smart Armani suit, he lifts the microphone to his mouth.
Man: UGWC! Meet....... ERIC GOLD!
Gold extends his arms once more, as some of the fans start to boo, immediately picking up on the prescense he brings. He smirks at the crowd before making his way down the ramp, still talking into his microphone.
Gold: Now, to all you ladies and gentleman that were smart and stuck around... Well done. You have the intelligence of a seal. I would like to say, you should be honoured. To be in the prescense of Eric Gold, after all, I am not like the other wrestlers, or Entertainment Professionals as you have seen. No, I am UGWC's Highlight. I am, UGWC's Golden Future! Yes that's right. I choose not to take the name given to the workers here in UGWC. Why? Well as you can tell, I am nothing like them. I am stronger, I am faster, I am able to last longer and I am smarter then anyone else here! Whilst I climb into this ring, let me show you a clip... This clip is of me facing Red Fusion in a game of chess.
The titantron comes to life again to show Eric Gold sat down next to a chess board waiting. Suddenly a man dressed fully in blue walks in. On his shirt it reads: Blue Fusion. He is holding a poorly made copy of the LWF World Title.
Blue: Nahhhhhhh! Goldeeeeeeee! I be Red Fusion... Let us play our game of checkers!
Gold: We're playing Chess. You do know how to play?
Blue: Yeah! Course I does! If I did nots how else would I be the LWF World Heavyplate Chimp!
Gold: You mean the LWF World Heavyweight Champ?
Blue: It's was what I said!
Gold: Yeah... Erm, ok... Let's play.
Gold moves his Knight one place before tapping the timer. Blue looks at the board.
Gold: It's your move Red.
Blue: Is it? Oh yeah, yeah yeah... I knows thats!
Blue carries on staring at the board with great determination...
Gold: Red?
Blue: Eric....... Why is this not working? I want to move my small piece to take out your bodyless horsey.
Gold: If you want to move your piece, you gotta do it yourself....
Blue: Oh no no no! I do not do anything! I have World Heavyplate Chimpionship Belt! People do it for me! I'll just wait around for it...
The timer reaches 0, and Gold simply laughs.
Gold: Dude... You lost.
Blue: No ways! How can that bes! It took me forty years to get to this belt, how can I lose this?
Gold: Look. Red come here. And I'm help you out.
Blue Fusion throws the belt at the chess pieces in anger before going up to Gold.
Gold: Now you see what the problem is?
Blue: Yeah!
Gold: Really?
Blue: No.
Gold: Lemme help you out... Basically...
Gold kicks him in the gut before connecting The Highlight! Gold spits in the face of the supposed Red Fusion.
Gold: Reminds you of anything? It does to me. This reminds me of mine and your life. Mine is fill with me, always coming out on top. Whilst yours... Well lets say, yours is you getting a lucky break here and there, but ultimately failing... When you go to defend your title against Hastings..... Let's face it.... He will defeat you in one swift move....
The clip ends as Gold is now in the ring, with a wooden stool placed slap bang in the middle.
Gold: Yes, that is actually what happened. I faced Red Fusion in a chess match. And I won... Now for those of you who will claim this never actually happened, that this is some footage I made up, to pretend I'm better than Fusion... Really? Need I pretend I'm better than Fusion? Need I actually pretend I'm better than ANYONE on the UGWC Roster? No. Because I AM better than EVERYONE on the roster! Now, before I leave you to go back to your pitiful lifes. I wish to bring in a certain celebrity who has been watching. Ladies and Scumbags! All the way, from wherever the heck he is from. Sylvester Stallone!
The theme tune to Rocky plays and out walks an oversized man, who has taken one too many steroids. He stumbles his way down the ramp, before struggling to climb into the ring. Eric Gold has to drag him in. Stallone goes to sit on the wooden stool but that breaks, unable to hold his weight.
Gold: Tell me. What was your favorite match of the night?
Stallone: Mmmmmmm....Ddoonovav....Fusasa....Fedx.........gotta beat the martian..........
Gold: Riiight... Who was your favorite "Entertainment Professional"?
Stallone: Mmmmmmm....Alegadimaxx...Coverarttt....Rambo....
Gold: Course! Ladies and idiots! Stallone!
Stallone picks himself up only to be attacked by Gold! Gold hits a Flying Forearm Smash. Stallone bounces off the ropes and towards Gold who leaps in the air and connects The Golden Ending! Gold is on his knees staring at the lifeless body of Stallone, before slicking his hair back with both hands. He grabs the microphone.
Gold: UGWC! Meet... ERIC GOLD!
"I've Got It All" by Jim Johnson hits again as Gold drops the mic, rolls out of the ring arms extended again and walks backwards up the ramp, simply absorbing the heat from the crowd who are now strongly booing him.
Man: UGWC! Meet....... ERIC GOLD!
Gold extends his arms once more, as some of the fans start to boo, immediately picking up on the prescense he brings. He smirks at the crowd before making his way down the ramp, still talking into his microphone.
Gold: Now, to all you ladies and gentleman that were smart and stuck around... Well done. You have the intelligence of a seal. I would like to say, you should be honoured. To be in the prescense of Eric Gold, after all, I am not like the other wrestlers, or Entertainment Professionals as you have seen. No, I am UGWC's Highlight. I am, UGWC's Golden Future! Yes that's right. I choose not to take the name given to the workers here in UGWC. Why? Well as you can tell, I am nothing like them. I am stronger, I am faster, I am able to last longer and I am smarter then anyone else here! Whilst I climb into this ring, let me show you a clip... This clip is of me facing Red Fusion in a game of chess.
The titantron comes to life again to show Eric Gold sat down next to a chess board waiting. Suddenly a man dressed fully in blue walks in. On his shirt it reads: Blue Fusion. He is holding a poorly made copy of the LWF World Title.
Blue: Nahhhhhhh! Goldeeeeeeee! I be Red Fusion... Let us play our game of checkers!
Gold: We're playing Chess. You do know how to play?
Blue: Yeah! Course I does! If I did nots how else would I be the LWF World Heavyplate Chimp!
Gold: You mean the LWF World Heavyweight Champ?
Blue: It's was what I said!
Gold: Yeah... Erm, ok... Let's play.
Gold moves his Knight one place before tapping the timer. Blue looks at the board.
Gold: It's your move Red.
Blue: Is it? Oh yeah, yeah yeah... I knows thats!
Blue carries on staring at the board with great determination...
Gold: Red?
Blue: Eric....... Why is this not working? I want to move my small piece to take out your bodyless horsey.
Gold: If you want to move your piece, you gotta do it yourself....
Blue: Oh no no no! I do not do anything! I have World Heavyplate Chimpionship Belt! People do it for me! I'll just wait around for it...
The timer reaches 0, and Gold simply laughs.
Gold: Dude... You lost.
Blue: No ways! How can that bes! It took me forty years to get to this belt, how can I lose this?
Gold: Look. Red come here. And I'm help you out.
Blue Fusion throws the belt at the chess pieces in anger before going up to Gold.
Gold: Now you see what the problem is?
Blue: Yeah!
Gold: Really?
Blue: No.
Gold: Lemme help you out... Basically...
Gold kicks him in the gut before connecting The Highlight! Gold spits in the face of the supposed Red Fusion.
Gold: Reminds you of anything? It does to me. This reminds me of mine and your life. Mine is fill with me, always coming out on top. Whilst yours... Well lets say, yours is you getting a lucky break here and there, but ultimately failing... When you go to defend your title against Hastings..... Let's face it.... He will defeat you in one swift move....
The clip ends as Gold is now in the ring, with a wooden stool placed slap bang in the middle.
Gold: Yes, that is actually what happened. I faced Red Fusion in a chess match. And I won... Now for those of you who will claim this never actually happened, that this is some footage I made up, to pretend I'm better than Fusion... Really? Need I pretend I'm better than Fusion? Need I actually pretend I'm better than ANYONE on the UGWC Roster? No. Because I AM better than EVERYONE on the roster! Now, before I leave you to go back to your pitiful lifes. I wish to bring in a certain celebrity who has been watching. Ladies and Scumbags! All the way, from wherever the heck he is from. Sylvester Stallone!
The theme tune to Rocky plays and out walks an oversized man, who has taken one too many steroids. He stumbles his way down the ramp, before struggling to climb into the ring. Eric Gold has to drag him in. Stallone goes to sit on the wooden stool but that breaks, unable to hold his weight.
Gold: Tell me. What was your favorite match of the night?
Stallone: Mmmmmmm....Ddoonovav....Fusasa....Fedx.........gotta beat the martian..........
Gold: Riiight... Who was your favorite "Entertainment Professional"?
Stallone: Mmmmmmm....Alegadimaxx...Coverarttt....Rambo....
Gold: Course! Ladies and idiots! Stallone!
Stallone picks himself up only to be attacked by Gold! Gold hits a Flying Forearm Smash. Stallone bounces off the ropes and towards Gold who leaps in the air and connects The Golden Ending! Gold is on his knees staring at the lifeless body of Stallone, before slicking his hair back with both hands. He grabs the microphone.
Gold: UGWC! Meet... ERIC GOLD!
"I've Got It All" by Jim Johnson hits again as Gold drops the mic, rolls out of the ring arms extended again and walks backwards up the ramp, simply absorbing the heat from the crowd who are now strongly booing him.
. So welcome, hope you're planning on sticking around a while.
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