- 29 December 2030
The Sambuca City crowd goes wild. The Cobalt Colosseum is decked out to resemble its ancient Roman namesakes, with a temple for a stage and stairs leading down to the ring. The late afternoon sun shines down on the ring.
In the squared circle stands the CEO of Psycho Style Wrestling, Sanka G. Williams. Sanka waits for the crowd to quiet down before addressing them, not as the CEO, but as Bredda G.
Bredda G: Sistren an Gentlemen. Welcome tuh Psycho Style Wrestling. Welcome tuh Ascension!
The crowd pops.
Bredda G: Now Mi hav get ah question fi everyone yah todeh. A yuh gud?
The crowd pops once again, but Williams does not look satisfied. He sticks his pinkie in his ear and twists it.
Bredda G: Mi sorry. As yuh can si mi hav gotten ah lickkle up eena years suh mi didn't hear yuh rite. Mi asked yuh eff yuh gud! A yuh good?!
Crowd: We good!
Bredda G: A yuh sure?!
Crowd: WE SURE!
Bredda G: Really?
Crowd: Really.
Bredda G: Really? Really?
Crowd: Really! Really!
Bredda G: Really? Really? Really?
Crowd (roaring): REALLY! REALLY! REALLY!
Sanka (pretends to be startled): I believe you! Thank you for being here and for tuning in from elsewhere. Last month at the Saturday Night Super Fight, we introduced ourselves to the world and crowned our first-ever champions. Tonight, those champions will defend their hard-earned gold!
The crowd pops once again.
Sanka: But that's not all, because we were feeling generous and decided that maybe we can have two MORE prizes up for grabs tonight!
Another pop.
Sanka: The guys and gals competing tonight will tear each other apart for the chance to be known as the very best we have to offer, from experienced veterans to hungry newcomers. (Raises finger) Mark this day on your calendars as the day you witnessed history in the making! Now, I leave you in the capable hands of our incredible announce team. (Extends hand to his left, the direction of the commentary table) First off, we are blessed with the voice of the legendary Alf Balducci!
A.B.: The honour of being here is mine.
Sanka: Next, we have the snarky livewire, Dominga Alvarez!
Dominga: The only voice at this table worthy of your attention.
Sanka: And last, but least, Aazif Shamoon.
Shamoon: He meant last but NOT least, right?
A.B. (awkwardly glances at him): I'm sorry, Aaz, but-
Dominga: No. No, he did not.
Shamoon (looks down sadly): Oh... I see...
Balducci pats him on the back reassuringly. Williams continues.
Sanka: With that, I take my leave and wish you all a good day. (Moves to leave, but stops) Where's my head? If you check the sides of your seats, you'll find earpieces that will allow you to hear the play-by-play and cheer your hearts out simultaneously. (reverts to back to Bredda G) Enjoy di show!
Seems interesting! Can't wait to see where it'll go!
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