RFW: Conspiracy Theory (Zero/Masked Man vs. O.I.C./Gvac)

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:: RFW comes back from the commercial break, and the camera focuses upon Jim Ross and Paul Heyman sitting at the announce table. ::

JR: Folks, our next contest is going to be a hell of a fight! Last week, we saw -

:: JR was suddenly interrupted by both Zero and the Masked Man, both dressed in street clothes, as the two men came through the crowd and approached the commentators. ::

PH: What the hell is this?

JR: What are you doing here? You're not scheduled to have a match here tonight!

:: Zero picked up a mike from one of the ring attendants. He and the Masked Man stood before the announce table, focusing upon JR and Heyman. ::

Zero: As you both know, last Sunday I lost my chance to become a champion here in the RFW. It's a travesty that an athlete such as myself is denied the chance to prove what a true world champion really is, but that's not what I want to talk about tonight. You see, for the last few weeks, I've been persecuted against in this federation.

:: Both JR and Heyman roll their eyes. ::

Zero: It's true, and you cannot deny it! I've been stuck in 3-way matches, forced into a hardcore match.and placed against a genetic monster like the Reaper! And I questioned myself - why was I being kept down like this? Why was I placed into matches and environments where my true skills would be wasted? I wracked my brain, and I could only come up with one solution - there's a conspiracy against me here in the RFW.

JR: Oh c'mon! You have got to be kidding me.

Zero: But I'm not, Ross! I'm NOT! It's true! I have been denied a chance to shine in that ring, because there are those in this very promotion who realize that, if I was allowed to fully reach my potential, there would be no stopping me. I would embarrass every one of them in that locker room. I would rise to the top, while they would be forever mired beneath me, as they deserve to be. So they've plotted against me.

JR: And who would these `secret conspirators' be, huh?

PH: The Kennedy assassination was less controversial, JR.

Zero: Go ahead and laugh! You only contribute to the problem with your denial of the truth. The individuals keeping me down are the very ones that are attempting to gain control over this promotion - the faction known here in the RFW as "The Legacy"!

JR: WHAT?

Zero: I said the faction known as "The Legacy"!

PH: Why did I know he was going for the Stone Cold joke.

JR: You have got to be insane! No one here is trying to hold you down!

Zero: That's a pack of lies, and you know it Ross! They ARE holding me back, and I demand retribution. That's why I am officially declaring war, right now, upon the Legacy!

JR & PH: WHAT?

Zero: I said -

PH: We know what you said! Zero, look.I'm not a big fan of yours, but I'm gonna be fair to you, and suggest politely that I think you're getting in a little over your head.

Zero: Oh, but I'm not. See, I know that I - and my colleague here - can take apart any member of the Legacy, alone or combined. And it starts tonight! I want any two members of the Legacy at next Sunday's show, in a tag team match against myself and my masked friend here. And -

:: Zero moved to the side of the announce table and grabbed two chairs, and proceeded to throw them in the ring. ::

Zero: - And neither of us are leaving until we get an answer from the Legacy. The challenge has been issued. Now I want to see which two of this pack of cowards responds to my request.

:: Zero and the Masked Man went inside the ring, and set up the chairs facing the locker room area. Both sat down on them, and waited for any response from the Legacy. ::


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RFW Current Record: 1-0-0RFW Titles Held: Not AvailableRFW Titles Current: Not AvailableCurrent Stable: THE LEGACYCurrent Members: The Prototype, Gwen, s&m, OIC, gvac Next RFW Board Victim(s): <font color=red> Zero & Mystery Man</font>__________________________________________________ _____________________________

[Zero & the Mystery Man are inside the ring on chairs waiting patiently for an answer from THE LEGACY. JR and Heyman still man the announcer's table.]

JR: Hmmm... I wonder what THE LEGACY is going to do?

PH: More importantly I'm wondering if we get to see Gwen and Melissa here tonight, up close and personal?

JR: Behave yourself Paul. You're momma might be watchin!

[The arena suddenly goes dark as a spotlight begins to illuminate above the Fezzie-Lo Tron.]

JR: Why is that light up there?

[A loud echoing yell is heard over the arena. The spotlight turns blue and all of a sudden OIC's theme plays to a huge pop.]

JR: Has OIC accepted the challenge alone?

[The spotlight remains on it as OIC and Gvac are sitting atop the big screen smiling at the men in the ring as teh crowd is popping wildly.]

<marquee> OIC! OIC! OIC! OIC! </marquee>

<marquee> GVAC! GVAC! GVAC! </marquee>

[Gvac pulls out a mic and gets up on top of the Tron and begins pacing.]

JR: What is gvac doing? He might fall off as well as OIC. That screen is not meant to hold two grown men!

gvac: Well lookey here. You rang, sir?!? You pulled out the punk card and cuz The Prototype has his dance card filled for Sunday, Bloody, Sunday for the RFW World Title he gave the ok to us to step up to the plate and get a piece of your @$$3s! *pop* What... who is that in the center of that very ring? *looks down* It looks like Zero and some masked person! How original! Didn't THE LEGACY do this over the past three weeks already? Huh? I wonder who could it be... Apocalypse maybe after we have screwed him out of his spot in our elite faction could be one, how about Erik Newberg, we have messed around with him since debuting here so maybe he wants retribution, or maybe it could be from the Front Office, the Franky boys and even possibly Mr. Pochiello himself to try and REUN our assault over his power! Should be interesting when we unmask him and show to the world his ugly mug! All of them have valid reasons for screwing us, stay tuned for Sunday, Bloody, Sunday to find out... now then, F ZERO!

<marquee> F ZERO! F ZERO! </marquee>

gvac: ....the crowd is chanting your name you sore loser! And your partner in crime, you think we are in a conspiracy against you in the RFW? To set the record straight, we never had a problem with you, the only time we get a problem is either provoked or if you mess with our family! You did the former and soon you will pay in the latter! *pop* Then you say, we are holding you down when we don't even own the company.... yet! *smiles* I think all your rhetoric has totally melted your brain! You just couldn't cut it with the upper tier w

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:: After the commercial break, the RFW cameras are shown filming the backstage area. The lighting in this particular area of the arena is very poor, so at first nothing but a darkly-lit hallway is seen. ::

JR: What's this? Why are we being shown the backstage area?

PH: I don't know, JR, there must be something going..wait, is that Zero?

JR: By Gawlly, it is, Paul! And the Masked Man is with him, and they sure as hell do look upset.

PH: Pissed.and armed to the teeth. JR, look, they've both got baseball bats!

JR: What in the hell do they think they're doing?

PH: I think they're asking for a hell of a lot of trouble, cause they're headed right for the Legacy's dressing room!

:: Zero and the Masked Man marched down the hallway, baseball hats in hand. At the end of the hall, labeled clearly with a sign on the door, was the Legacy's dressing room. Zero and his ally moved towards the door with purpose. ::

PH: This is one hell of a mistake, JR.

JR: Zero may have lost his mind. He comes out here rambling about, about conspiracies, Paul, and claiming that he's being persecuted by the Legacy, and then he opens a challenge to them. If that wasn't enough to get him into trouble with the Legacy, he's heading for their dressing room with a damn baseball bat! What is he thinking? If the Legacy catches him or that Masked Man, why, they're gonna be beat worse than a government mule!

:: Before Zero and the Masked Man could reach the Legacy's locker room, another door in the hall opens in front of them, and out walks an unsuspecting Bobby "Blaze" Washington. ::

PH: It's the commish!

:: Blaze at first looked at Zero and the Masked Man with a confused expression upon his face, but this quickly changed to anger as he saw the weapons they were brandishing and the direction in which they were heading. ::

BB: And just where do you two think you are going?

Zero: Get out of our way, Blaze! I'm going to settle this right now.

BB: Like hell you are. Last time I checked, *I* was the commish here. Not you. I make the rules, and I'm telling you and your friend here to walk away from this now before I do something to you that you'll both regret.

Zero: You think you can stand in my way, old man? The Legacy has insulted my pride and honor. For this, I demand revenge, and I'm taking it right now.

:: Zero began to moved forward, but Blaze shoved him back hard into the Masked Man. He stuck a finger in Zero's face. ::

BB: You've got a serious problem with disrespecting others, you know that? You don't have a choice. You can either walk away right now, or you walk out of this promotion tonight. You understand me?

Zero: I -

BB: Shut up. You're always running your mouth, talking about how great you are, what you can do in that ring. Well, prove it this Sunday. You want a couple members of the Legacy? You got them this Sunday. But you're not going to get anywhere near them tonight. And if you try, I'll personally see to it that you don't make it to Sunday without a few injuries of your own.

Zero (to the Masked Man): See? See? It's a conspiracy. He's protecting the Legacy..can't say I'm surprised. :: He turned to Blaze, and pointed the bat at him. :: You win this one, Blaze. But you can't be everywhere. You may just find that O.I.C. and Gvac don't make it to this Sunday's show.

:: With that, Zero and the Masked Man left the way they came, leaving Blaze to glare after them. ::


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This message was edited by Se7en on 12-12-01 @ 11:56 PM

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::The RFW cameras are filming the O.I.C. and Gvac in the parking garage area of the arena as the two unload their equipment from their rental car. From several feet away, Zero and the Masked Man are shown creeping closer to the two unsuspecting Legacy members, baseball bats in their hands. The camera focuses upon the two of them, as Zero waves his hand in front of the Masked Man's to first gain his attention, then use hand gestures to signal his plan of attack. Both men begin to move closer to their enemies. Soon, they are almost upon them, and they both raise their bats in anticipation for their assault.

Before they can begin to attack, however, both were clotheslined from behind by Bobby "The Blaze" Washington! Zero and the Masked Man fell forward onto their face, while O.I.C. and Gvac spun around at the disturbance. They immediately prepared for a conflict, but Washington quickly grabbed one of the bats and stepped in between the two teams of men. Zero and the Masked Man got back on their feet, and a stare down commenced, with Blaze in the middle. He turned to Zero.::

BB: Yeah, I had word from security that you two were down here waiting to start trouble. I guess you haven't learned, huh? I guess you can't take a hint.

Zero: You have no right -

BB: Shut up, will you? All I can hear is your damn mouth running all the time.

O.I.C.: It's alright, commish. Gvac and I can take it from here. :: O.I.C. and Gvac moved forward to confront Zero and the Masked Man ::

::Blaze placed his hand up, blocking their progress. ::

BB: Ohhhhhh no. I didn't come down here to stop these two idiots from attacking you just to have you turn around and start a fight with them. :: He looked at all four men. :: I have a match this Sunday. The last thing I have time for is babysitting 4 grown men. You four have your match this Sunday - you want to tear each other's heads off then, be my guest. But you do it in that ring, and nowhere else. ::He turned to O.I.C. and Gvac.:: You both go about your business, and don't worry about these two. ::He then faced Zero and the Masked Man. :: As for you two.I'm very tempted to make a lesson out of both of you. But I'll be exceptionally generous and just give you this one final warning: you try to lay a hand on ANYONE from the Legacy before Sunday's match, and both of you will be gone from this promotion. I will personally kick your ass to the curb, and I mean that literally! Furthermore..if I catch either of you trying to pull crap like this - ::He held up the bat. :: - this Sunday, you're going to get it shoved right up your ass! Understand me?

Zero: I'm not going to forget this, Blaze. You just may find your days here are numbered.

BB: Anytime you feel like it, bigmouth, you go ahead and try your luck. As for now, get out of my sight.

::Zero and the Masked Man left in disgust, and after waiting a moment to make sure that neither would return - or that O.I.C. and Gvac would try to gain revenge themselves - Blaze left the parking lot, muttering a few curses under his breath. ::


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