Post by magnusd on Feb 9, 2022 10:48:57 GMT
We are backstage at the Stable Wars zone. Or wherever this company holds it events, it doesn't matter. We see two familiar figures, two guys who know a thing or two about this industry of ours. They may be retired, but that hasn't stopped them forming their own stable to join the wars. They are none other than "Big Sexy" Kevin Nash and "Not So Big But Also Sexy" Scott Hall.
SH: 'Hey yo.'
KN: 'Remember us? We're those two old guys who caused quite a ruckus all those years ago. We're back and ready to raise some hell. if its good enough for Arn, Tully and Jake The Snake, its good enough for us.'
SH: 'But not to wrestle. We're too old for that shit.'
KN: 'My quads couldn't take it. But that hasn't stopped us forming our own little group. Our New New World Order.'
SH: 'More like New World Order Of Fries.'
KN: 'Yeah, because all these young guys today on the indies, they do flippy lucha things one day, then the next they pay off their student loans working at McDonalds.
SH: 'We paid off ours long ago. Guaranteed downside baby.'
KN: 'We didn't go to school dude.'
SH: 'Sorry man. Point is, we're going to mentor some of these lucha guys and teach em how to really work.'
KN: 'Vanilla midgets!'
SH: 'I thought we couldn't call them that now.'
KN: 'Oh yeah. They're charismatically challenged sports entertainers now. But when we get to teaching em, they'll be over in no time. So Scott, who's our first guy?'
SH: 'I thought you picked the first guy?'
KN: 'I don't think so. Oh wait, I know who it is. Hey, Rey, get over here.'
Into the room walks the first member of the group, Rey Mysterio.
KN: 'Hey man, sorry I threw you under the bus that one time. Oh wait, I meant to say, sorry I threw you at the bus that one time.'
RM: 'You took my mask you son of a bitch.'
KN: 'You got it back, and thanks to me you became a World champion. And I'm going to help you get there again.'
RM: 'What are you going to do, tear your quads again.'
KN: 'Hey, if I tore my quads and fell on you, you'd be dead where you stand.'
SH: 'Dude, he's on our side. Ease off.'
KN: 'You're right man. Rey, lets let bygones be just that and get back to winning this Stable Wars thing.'
RM: 'Right. Well Kev, Scott, I have someone I'd like to introduce. He'll be a big part of our team I'm certain.
That man enters the room, and he's a big boy. It's Rey's son, Dominik.
KN: 'This dude's a bit big to be a lucha guy. Who is this exactly?'
SH: 'I know who he is. Walter, how you doing man?'
KN: 'That's not Walter. He's Gunther now, remember? After that Nazi guy.'
SH: 'Oh yeah. Classic Vince.'
DM: 'I'm not Walter. My name's Dominik and I'm Rey's son.'
KN: 'I thought you were Eddie's son. Oh wait, Rey won custody, didn't he. Well Rey, if you think this guy can do something then I'm on board.'
SH: 'He really does look incredibly like Walter. You should talk to your wife Rey.'
KN: 'Later man.'
The two leave as Rey and Dominik look on, wondering what the hell they have gotten themselves into. STABLE WARS, that's what!
SH: 'Hey yo.'
KN: 'Remember us? We're those two old guys who caused quite a ruckus all those years ago. We're back and ready to raise some hell. if its good enough for Arn, Tully and Jake The Snake, its good enough for us.'
SH: 'But not to wrestle. We're too old for that shit.'
KN: 'My quads couldn't take it. But that hasn't stopped us forming our own little group. Our New New World Order.'
SH: 'More like New World Order Of Fries.'
KN: 'Yeah, because all these young guys today on the indies, they do flippy lucha things one day, then the next they pay off their student loans working at McDonalds.
SH: 'We paid off ours long ago. Guaranteed downside baby.'
KN: 'We didn't go to school dude.'
SH: 'Sorry man. Point is, we're going to mentor some of these lucha guys and teach em how to really work.'
KN: 'Vanilla midgets!'
SH: 'I thought we couldn't call them that now.'
KN: 'Oh yeah. They're charismatically challenged sports entertainers now. But when we get to teaching em, they'll be over in no time. So Scott, who's our first guy?'
SH: 'I thought you picked the first guy?'
KN: 'I don't think so. Oh wait, I know who it is. Hey, Rey, get over here.'
Into the room walks the first member of the group, Rey Mysterio.
KN: 'Hey man, sorry I threw you under the bus that one time. Oh wait, I meant to say, sorry I threw you at the bus that one time.'
RM: 'You took my mask you son of a bitch.'
KN: 'You got it back, and thanks to me you became a World champion. And I'm going to help you get there again.'
RM: 'What are you going to do, tear your quads again.'
KN: 'Hey, if I tore my quads and fell on you, you'd be dead where you stand.'
SH: 'Dude, he's on our side. Ease off.'
KN: 'You're right man. Rey, lets let bygones be just that and get back to winning this Stable Wars thing.'
RM: 'Right. Well Kev, Scott, I have someone I'd like to introduce. He'll be a big part of our team I'm certain.
That man enters the room, and he's a big boy. It's Rey's son, Dominik.
KN: 'This dude's a bit big to be a lucha guy. Who is this exactly?'
SH: 'I know who he is. Walter, how you doing man?'
KN: 'That's not Walter. He's Gunther now, remember? After that Nazi guy.'
SH: 'Oh yeah. Classic Vince.'
DM: 'I'm not Walter. My name's Dominik and I'm Rey's son.'
KN: 'I thought you were Eddie's son. Oh wait, Rey won custody, didn't he. Well Rey, if you think this guy can do something then I'm on board.'
SH: 'He really does look incredibly like Walter. You should talk to your wife Rey.'
KN: 'Later man.'
The two leave as Rey and Dominik look on, wondering what the hell they have gotten themselves into. STABLE WARS, that's what!