Post by UWC Office on Mar 22, 2022 0:14:32 GMT -5
ROA Wrestling opens up with the beginning tuning beats of a drumline. The Orlando Recreation Complex is buzzing with anticipation. The lights in the venue dim down slowly, with the focus on the remaining lighting on the entrance ramp. Emerging from the back is tandem drum majors from the Warrior Marching Band of Calvary Christian High School strut down the ring, with their brass section following behind. The band pipes up and bellows out the starting notes of “Girls just wanna have fun”
A large banner is held up in standard by the marching band that reads “M.D.P. CHAMPIONS” The spectacle of the band quickly turns in a round off boos and jeers, as trailing the band, on a rolling parade float apparatus is Madalyn Macie and Paisley! Madalyn is waving like a prom queen to the fans in the venue, with her title over her shoulder, as Paisley is clearly drunk, twerking with a forty ounce bottle of Olde English in her hand.
The parade float makes it down to the ring, where Madalyn regally steps out of the float and into the ring, and a few tuba players have to assist Paisley down and help her stumble into the ring. The band continues, finishing out the chorus before dying down as Madalyn and Paisley receive microphones from the stage hands.
Paisley: “Orrrrrrrrrlando!! Wha-up??!!! Y-you you see I told you we was gonna do it. But ya didn’t believe me didn’t ya? Huh! Didn’t ya?! And now look at all of yous… You guys look so dumb out there, with your regular belts to keep your pants up….
Paisley takes her belt off of her shoulders and starts to raise her title in the sky. Her weak grip drops the tag team championship down to the floor but she continues to keep her hand raised high
Look at my belt huh? You you-you can’t get this at the store! You can’t get this at the target-mart… You get this by kicking tail and being like us… But oh I forgot hahahah! You can’t! Tell em soulja girl!”
Madalyn smirks at her friend who may or may not have kept the party going from the previous night. Madalyn looks elegant, dressed to the tee wearing a bright gold prom dress. Her Tag Team Championship is gripped to her side like a handbag.
Madalyn Macie: “As you can see, Paisley has been up all night keeping the celebration going. But, my friend and partner does have a point...we told all of you that this day would come but you still doubted us. You doubted my abilities. You doubted Paisley’s abilities but we proved all of you wrong. Macie’s Day Parade has arrived in full force and now, now ROA Wrestling will be forced to hop on the wagon or get lost in the dust…”
Madalyn raises her championship in the air to a chorus of boos and Paisley attempts to do the same but seems more interested in chugging the bottle in her hand.
Madalyn Macie: “Now, later tonight Paisley and I both have matches and of course, we will win. Why? Because we are the greatest two competitors in all of space and time but right now...right now The Macie’s Day Parade Celebration Extravaganza officially kicks off!”
On cue, confetti begins to fall from the sky. The marching band begins a rendition of “I Don’t F*** With You” by Big Sean. Paisley begins to yell that this is “her jam” and begins to once more Twerk. Two stage hands enter the ring with a table and quickly throw a white tablecloth over it. They set two wine glasses and a bottle of champagne on the table. Next, they set out a cake that reads “Congrats Champs”. Madalyn quickly shoos them away as the band finishes.
Madalyn pours herself a glass as well as Paisley and hands the champagne off.
Madalyn Macie: “Paisley, a toast.”
Paisley receives the glass but chugs it down before she even clinks glasses with Mookie.
Madalyn Macie: “You need to slow down girl...anyways. As I was saying, a toast to Macie’s Day Parade ruling not only tag team wrestling but wrestling in general. Cheers!”
Just as Madalyn is about to take a drink of the champagne two figures emerge from the crowd. They hop the guard rail and slide into the ring. In stereo, both tackle Macie and Paisley to the ground!
Cliff Morris: “Oh my god! Those two...that’s Courtney Leinhart and Azarius Creed! It was recently announced they would be challenging Macie’s Day Parade for the Tag Team Titles at Rising Force!”
Logan Acker: “They may not work here but they’ve come to send a message!”
Courtney and Creed are able to get the upper hand. Paisley tries to use her Championship as a weapon but Creed ducks, pulls the rope, and Paisley tumbles to the floor. Madalyn is alone in the ring and the two close in.
“YOU RUINED IT! YOU RUINED EVERYTHING!” screams Maddie.
Logan Acker: Oh no! Courtney has the cake!”
Cliff Morris: Madalyn is too busy screaming at Creed to notice!”
Madalyn turns to continue her tantrum towards Courtney but is met face first with the cake. The crowd erupts as Madalyn is covered in white frosting. The music of Courtney and Azarius hits as Macie’s Day Parade scurry up the ramp. The two look down at the mat realizing the Tag Team Championships are all alone. In unison, the two hoist the belts up high to cheers as Madalyn screams one last time.
A large banner is held up in standard by the marching band that reads “M.D.P. CHAMPIONS” The spectacle of the band quickly turns in a round off boos and jeers, as trailing the band, on a rolling parade float apparatus is Madalyn Macie and Paisley! Madalyn is waving like a prom queen to the fans in the venue, with her title over her shoulder, as Paisley is clearly drunk, twerking with a forty ounce bottle of Olde English in her hand.
The parade float makes it down to the ring, where Madalyn regally steps out of the float and into the ring, and a few tuba players have to assist Paisley down and help her stumble into the ring. The band continues, finishing out the chorus before dying down as Madalyn and Paisley receive microphones from the stage hands.
Paisley: “Orrrrrrrrrlando!! Wha-up??!!! Y-you you see I told you we was gonna do it. But ya didn’t believe me didn’t ya? Huh! Didn’t ya?! And now look at all of yous… You guys look so dumb out there, with your regular belts to keep your pants up….
Paisley takes her belt off of her shoulders and starts to raise her title in the sky. Her weak grip drops the tag team championship down to the floor but she continues to keep her hand raised high
Look at my belt huh? You you-you can’t get this at the store! You can’t get this at the target-mart… You get this by kicking tail and being like us… But oh I forgot hahahah! You can’t! Tell em soulja girl!”
Madalyn smirks at her friend who may or may not have kept the party going from the previous night. Madalyn looks elegant, dressed to the tee wearing a bright gold prom dress. Her Tag Team Championship is gripped to her side like a handbag.
Madalyn Macie: “As you can see, Paisley has been up all night keeping the celebration going. But, my friend and partner does have a point...we told all of you that this day would come but you still doubted us. You doubted my abilities. You doubted Paisley’s abilities but we proved all of you wrong. Macie’s Day Parade has arrived in full force and now, now ROA Wrestling will be forced to hop on the wagon or get lost in the dust…”
Madalyn raises her championship in the air to a chorus of boos and Paisley attempts to do the same but seems more interested in chugging the bottle in her hand.
Madalyn Macie: “Now, later tonight Paisley and I both have matches and of course, we will win. Why? Because we are the greatest two competitors in all of space and time but right now...right now The Macie’s Day Parade Celebration Extravaganza officially kicks off!”
On cue, confetti begins to fall from the sky. The marching band begins a rendition of “I Don’t F*** With You” by Big Sean. Paisley begins to yell that this is “her jam” and begins to once more Twerk. Two stage hands enter the ring with a table and quickly throw a white tablecloth over it. They set two wine glasses and a bottle of champagne on the table. Next, they set out a cake that reads “Congrats Champs”. Madalyn quickly shoos them away as the band finishes.
Madalyn pours herself a glass as well as Paisley and hands the champagne off.
Madalyn Macie: “Paisley, a toast.”
Paisley receives the glass but chugs it down before she even clinks glasses with Mookie.
Madalyn Macie: “You need to slow down girl...anyways. As I was saying, a toast to Macie’s Day Parade ruling not only tag team wrestling but wrestling in general. Cheers!”
Just as Madalyn is about to take a drink of the champagne two figures emerge from the crowd. They hop the guard rail and slide into the ring. In stereo, both tackle Macie and Paisley to the ground!
Cliff Morris: “Oh my god! Those two...that’s Courtney Leinhart and Azarius Creed! It was recently announced they would be challenging Macie’s Day Parade for the Tag Team Titles at Rising Force!”
Logan Acker: “They may not work here but they’ve come to send a message!”
Courtney and Creed are able to get the upper hand. Paisley tries to use her Championship as a weapon but Creed ducks, pulls the rope, and Paisley tumbles to the floor. Madalyn is alone in the ring and the two close in.
“YOU RUINED IT! YOU RUINED EVERYTHING!” screams Maddie.
Logan Acker: Oh no! Courtney has the cake!”
Cliff Morris: Madalyn is too busy screaming at Creed to notice!”
Madalyn turns to continue her tantrum towards Courtney but is met face first with the cake. The crowd erupts as Madalyn is covered in white frosting. The music of Courtney and Azarius hits as Macie’s Day Parade scurry up the ramp. The two look down at the mat realizing the Tag Team Championships are all alone. In unison, the two hoist the belts up high to cheers as Madalyn screams one last time.