Oct 7 | Marsupials of Mayhem vs the Bastards | The Wombat
Sept 22, 2021 19:59:30 GMT -5
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Post by Marsupials of Mayhem on Sept 22, 2021 19:59:30 GMT -5
Cameras and Northern Pro backdrops. We’re fixed in the promo position and before the camera stands two of the Marsupials of Mayhem.
Possum and the Wombat.
Possum with her cute little grey ears, a single strap fur bra, black tights that make her ass pop like WHOA! She’s wearing furry grey Ugg boots to match.
The Wombat’s “shit”-like makeup is smeared across his face and he wears that trench-coat over a Marsupials of Mayhem “#RELEVANCE” t-shirt.
The delightful Possum looks happy to see us. The Wombat looks as though he were staring into a steaming turd.
She waves to the camera with a cute wink.
POSSUM:
“Oh… thanks for showing up.
“I don’t know if you’ve been living under a rock or anything but I’m Possum and this is the Wombat. And we’re part of the revolutionary group turning NPW on its head after one show-”
THE WOMBAT:
“ONE SHOW!”
POSSUM:
“…we’re the Marsupials of Mayhem.”
Throwing her hands out in a “TA-DA!” motion, Possum gives a twirl for the camera. The Wombat folds his arms across his chest menacingly.
POSSUM:
“And we’re here to speak to you about the trios match between the Marsupials and the Bastards.”
She whistles, as though she’s impressed.
POSSUM:
“My-oh-my, are the fans licking their lips or what? Are the smarks spilling dog water in the front of their tighty whiteys?
“Yeah they are!”
Brazenly, she makes a jerk-off action to the camera, before clapping her hands together as if she were getting something off them. Then her hands go to her cute hips as if she were unimpressed by something.
POSSUM:
“These Bastards… These big, bad meanies have been casting their shadow across the wrestling world and-
“Oh. Wait a minute…”
She taps a finger on her chin before shrugging.
POSSUM:
“It really doesn’t matter what you unwashed, mouth-breathing blowflies have been doing because you’ve been doing whatever the Hell it is that Bastards like you do all outside of the reach of the Marsupials of Mayhem.
“You know… you were bullying kids on the playground before the big kids showed up.
“And the big kids are here now.
“Somebody has come to take… the lunch money… back!”
Possum makes a belt gesture to her waist.
POSSUM:
“Lunch money… Imperial Crown Tag Team Championships…
“To-may-to… to-mah-to…
“See… while you might have bettered PrimeTime in Nova Scotia you didn’t better Kid Koala. You got lucky…”
THE WOMBAT:
“Very lucky.”
POSSUM:
“You were lucky the Wombat didn’t hang in the Battle Royale for another 13 seconds.”
The Wombat rolls his shoulders, as if he were getting ready for a physical altercation.
POSSUM:
“If the Wombat stuck around for 13 more seconds you would have faced the Marsupials of Mayhem for those belts already…
“And the lunch money would already be in OUR pockets already.”
Gently shoving Possum to the side, the Wombat steps in close to the camera to speak.
THE WOMBAT:
“I know you, Bastards.
“I seen people like you ALL - MY - LIFE!
“And I despise you. I despise your kind. I can’t stand the sight of you.
“YOU MAKE ME FUCKING SICK!”
He spits on the ground disgusted. The Wombat twirls a finger around in the air as though it were dancing.
THE WOMBAT:
“You prance around like fucking ponies on display and laud yourselves off like God’s gift to wrestling but you simply don’t understand…
“I AM a wrestling fucking god.
“I’m stronger than you.
“I’m smarter than you.
“I leave more talent in the fucking toilet bowl.
“And when October 7 rolls ‘round, and you drag your stupidity down to that ring with not one…”
He holds up one finger, before joining it with a second.
THE WOMBAT:
“Not two but…”
And then a third adds to the other two.
We’re learning to count.
This has been brought to you by the letter M. And the number…
THE WOMBAT:
“THREE of the Marsupials of Mayhem…
“You’ll realise you fucked up.”
A slow nod of his head. His face twisted with disgust.
THE WOMBAT:
“When you step inside that ring you’re likely to turn your yellow-bellied tails and run like the cowardly dogs you are.
“Take those shiny belts and HIDE.”
He growls a low growl.
THE WOMBAT:
“The agenda is SET.
“The world as you know it will fall down around your feet.
“Standing at the top of the rubble and carcasses are the Marsupials of Mayhem.
“Everything you know will be destroyed.
“Everyone you know will lay in our wake.
“Rob Riot falls. Frank Windsor falls. Billy Fowler falls.
“The Bastards… fall.
“You ALL - FALL - DOWN!”
And a finger raises and then drives towards the ground, before it turns to point into the face of the camera lens.
If camera lenses had faces. You know what I mean. Shut up.
THE WOMBAT:
“Everything you’ve ever done before this moment simply doesn’t matter, Bastards.
“The only thing that matters is when we prove your relevance…
“Are you with us? Or against us?”
Stepping forward, batting her baby blue eye at the camera all innocent like, Possum twirls her tail as she talks.
POSSUM:
“With us or against us.
“And you can answer that so simply, boys. It’s a real simple question to answer that you answer in the trios match…
“You stand opposite the Marsupials on October 7 then you stand up to us. That’s your answer.
“And you stand up to us? You fall down.
“And when you fall down we give you the greatest gift of all.”
She holds her hands out as if to exclaim how obvious it was all was.
POSSUM:
“Relevance.”
</Fade to Black.>
Possum and the Wombat.
Possum with her cute little grey ears, a single strap fur bra, black tights that make her ass pop like WHOA! She’s wearing furry grey Ugg boots to match.
The Wombat’s “shit”-like makeup is smeared across his face and he wears that trench-coat over a Marsupials of Mayhem “#RELEVANCE” t-shirt.
The delightful Possum looks happy to see us. The Wombat looks as though he were staring into a steaming turd.
She waves to the camera with a cute wink.
POSSUM:
“Oh… thanks for showing up.
“I don’t know if you’ve been living under a rock or anything but I’m Possum and this is the Wombat. And we’re part of the revolutionary group turning NPW on its head after one show-”
THE WOMBAT:
“ONE SHOW!”
POSSUM:
“…we’re the Marsupials of Mayhem.”
Throwing her hands out in a “TA-DA!” motion, Possum gives a twirl for the camera. The Wombat folds his arms across his chest menacingly.
POSSUM:
“And we’re here to speak to you about the trios match between the Marsupials and the Bastards.”
She whistles, as though she’s impressed.
POSSUM:
“My-oh-my, are the fans licking their lips or what? Are the smarks spilling dog water in the front of their tighty whiteys?
“Yeah they are!”
Brazenly, she makes a jerk-off action to the camera, before clapping her hands together as if she were getting something off them. Then her hands go to her cute hips as if she were unimpressed by something.
POSSUM:
“These Bastards… These big, bad meanies have been casting their shadow across the wrestling world and-
“Oh. Wait a minute…”
She taps a finger on her chin before shrugging.
POSSUM:
“It really doesn’t matter what you unwashed, mouth-breathing blowflies have been doing because you’ve been doing whatever the Hell it is that Bastards like you do all outside of the reach of the Marsupials of Mayhem.
“You know… you were bullying kids on the playground before the big kids showed up.
“And the big kids are here now.
“Somebody has come to take… the lunch money… back!”
Possum makes a belt gesture to her waist.
POSSUM:
“Lunch money… Imperial Crown Tag Team Championships…
“To-may-to… to-mah-to…
“See… while you might have bettered PrimeTime in Nova Scotia you didn’t better Kid Koala. You got lucky…”
THE WOMBAT:
“Very lucky.”
POSSUM:
“You were lucky the Wombat didn’t hang in the Battle Royale for another 13 seconds.”
The Wombat rolls his shoulders, as if he were getting ready for a physical altercation.
POSSUM:
“If the Wombat stuck around for 13 more seconds you would have faced the Marsupials of Mayhem for those belts already…
“And the lunch money would already be in OUR pockets already.”
Gently shoving Possum to the side, the Wombat steps in close to the camera to speak.
THE WOMBAT:
“I know you, Bastards.
“I seen people like you ALL - MY - LIFE!
“And I despise you. I despise your kind. I can’t stand the sight of you.
“YOU MAKE ME FUCKING SICK!”
He spits on the ground disgusted. The Wombat twirls a finger around in the air as though it were dancing.
THE WOMBAT:
“You prance around like fucking ponies on display and laud yourselves off like God’s gift to wrestling but you simply don’t understand…
“I AM a wrestling fucking god.
“I’m stronger than you.
“I’m smarter than you.
“I leave more talent in the fucking toilet bowl.
“And when October 7 rolls ‘round, and you drag your stupidity down to that ring with not one…”
He holds up one finger, before joining it with a second.
THE WOMBAT:
“Not two but…”
And then a third adds to the other two.
We’re learning to count.
This has been brought to you by the letter M. And the number…
THE WOMBAT:
“THREE of the Marsupials of Mayhem…
“You’ll realise you fucked up.”
A slow nod of his head. His face twisted with disgust.
THE WOMBAT:
“When you step inside that ring you’re likely to turn your yellow-bellied tails and run like the cowardly dogs you are.
“Take those shiny belts and HIDE.”
He growls a low growl.
THE WOMBAT:
“The agenda is SET.
“The world as you know it will fall down around your feet.
“Standing at the top of the rubble and carcasses are the Marsupials of Mayhem.
“Everything you know will be destroyed.
“Everyone you know will lay in our wake.
“Rob Riot falls. Frank Windsor falls. Billy Fowler falls.
“The Bastards… fall.
“You ALL - FALL - DOWN!”
And a finger raises and then drives towards the ground, before it turns to point into the face of the camera lens.
If camera lenses had faces. You know what I mean. Shut up.
THE WOMBAT:
“Everything you’ve ever done before this moment simply doesn’t matter, Bastards.
“The only thing that matters is when we prove your relevance…
“Are you with us? Or against us?”
Stepping forward, batting her baby blue eye at the camera all innocent like, Possum twirls her tail as she talks.
POSSUM:
“With us or against us.
“And you can answer that so simply, boys. It’s a real simple question to answer that you answer in the trios match…
“You stand opposite the Marsupials on October 7 then you stand up to us. That’s your answer.
“And you stand up to us? You fall down.
“And when you fall down we give you the greatest gift of all.”
She holds her hands out as if to exclaim how obvious it was all was.
POSSUM:
“Relevance.”
</Fade to Black.>
