SMASH CITY ARENA
The arena crowed was milling in, not sure of what to expect.
At first, it was nothing more than just a few network deals, some online news articles quickly disregarded.
And then, the ads started.
Ads of a promising, exciting new promotion.
One that could change the world.
And its symbol would be just a ball, with one line going up, and one line going across.
SSW, your new favorite piece of weekly entertainment.
So as soon as the crowd settled, all eyes fell upon a 20x20 square ring. Just waiting for someone to come down the entrance ramp, from behind the large electronic wall.
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2 men came out of the entrace and down to the ring.
One was tall, bald, and rather old, walking with rather a strut and a wild grin.
The other, who looked actually to be a teenager, with his small and scrawny build, slick, shiny black hair, was walking much more professionally with a stoic attitude. He even carried a briefcase.
After stepping into the ring, the old man pulled out a microphone.
A moment for the crowed to quite down, and then...
"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming out tonight, and congratulations, for your are the first set of what will soon be MILLIONS, of people, to witness the excitement, and extravagance that is SSW.
My name... is Master McHand. And what I came to talk to you for today, is about SSW.
SSW stand for Super Smash Wrestling, but it will soon be called TGSOE, The Greatest Show On Earth.
For we are going to deliver the action, the drama, the pulse pounding entertainment that leaves you on the edge of your seat, just begging for more!
And with me by my side-" He put his hand on his partner. "Is a very busy man. Who will be graving your eyes every night as the General Manager, Ring Announcer, Interviewer and Color Commentator, I give to you, Mac Little!"
Mac smiled and nodded as the crowd gave him a small applause.
"And Mac I understand that you have something of importance in that little briefcase of yours. Mind showing it to everyone?"
"Oh, yes." Was Mac's quick reply.
Opening up the briefcase, Mac revealed a championship belt. The 2-lined ball was displayed prominently in the center.
"THIS," McHand thundered at the top of his lungs, "IS THE WORLD SMASH CHAMPIONSHIP!" He displayed it high above his head.
A bracket suddenly appeared on the TitanTron at the entrance. It appeared to be a single tournament bracket of 8.
"8 people will put their bodies, their hearts, their minds, their SOULS, all on the line! Just to be able to say they were the first ever WORLD CHAMPION!
And now, let's meet our competitors! Mac, if your please!"
Mac got out a piece of paper. "Ah-hem.
FROM BROOKLYN, NEW YORK, WEIGHING IN AT 125 POUNDS,
MARIO!"
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A small, round Italian man came walking down the ramp. He wore red overall with yellow buttons over a blue shirt and brown shoes. His huge brown mustache covered his lip.
Stepping into the ring, he shook hands with both Mac and McHand, before going over to a corner, stepping onto the top rope, and raising his hands in the air, with the crowd cheering non-stop.
"Mac waited for the crow to die down and then,
FROM BROOKLYN, NEW YORK, WEIGHING IN AT 115 POUNDS,
HE IS THE BROTHER OF MARIO,
LUIGI!"
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A taller, slimmer man can down the entrance. Other than his build, the only way to distinguish the two was Luigi wore a green undershirt, and his mustache was halved, while Mario's was in 4ths.
Once getting in the ring, the two bros hugged it out.
"Mario, Luigi, welcome to SSW! How does it feel?" McHand asked.
"Oh my-a goodness, it feels a-wonderful!" Mario responded. "Thank you-a so much for letting us into the company."
"We feel so humbled to be in front of so many-a people." Luigi added. "Moma, Papa, can you see us on TV? Just a shout out to you, the rest of our family, and all our friends!"
"And we, as brothers do swear to entertain these-a people as much as possible each and-a every week-"
The lights went out, shrouding the arena in darkness.
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The spotlight fell at the top of the entrance ramp.
And a large yellow, ferocious beast slowly sauntered down. He had black spike bands on his wrists, as well as black knee pads and shoes. He was wearing a brown sleeveless jacket that said BAYOU BEAST and had a silhouette of his face.
All four men in the ring looked confused. "Was he supposed to come out this early?" McHand to Mac.
"I don't think so, thank God he's walking slow, I'll try to cover it up." Mac whispered back.
"FROM THE EVERGLADES FLORIDA,
WEIGHING IN AT 538 POUNDS,
BOWSER!"
Stepping over the top rope, Bowser got into the ring, and swiped the mic away from Mario.
"Yeah Bowser great to be here first night yadayadayada.
So, here's the thing:
I was at home last week, babysitting my endless amount of kids, with no mother to help mind you, when suddenly, the phone rings. So I pick it up, and for the next 5 minutes my ear is flooded with, 'Oh Bowser come to SSW its the next big thing everyone is talking about it there's gonna be great competition.'
So you come out here, make your little hello speech, and bring out THESE 2 SHRIMPS? And there's only 8 of us in total? Jus, Jus. Just gimme the belt right now." Bowser said, openly reaching for it.
"I-a doubt it would fit around your fat ass." Luigi replied nonchalantly.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO went the entire arena.
Bowser was livid. "That's alot of talk for someone whose head barely comes up to my knee, stickbug!
Mario jumped in, hotblooded. "My head doesn't need to reach your-a knee for my a-foot to reach your-a ass!"
DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUM. The crowd was cheering as the 3 seemed to get in fighting stances.
"NONONOONONONONONNO!" McHand got in-between them, breaking it up. "Save it for later boys!"
All of a sudden, Bowser let out a big,hearty,booming laugh, surprising everyone. "You know what? Those jokes were actually too good to stay mad at. I'ma ill yall in the tournament if I get my hands on ya, but yall, ya got tonight. I will give you guys tonight."
Bowser walked over to a corner and leaned back on the turnbuckles, looking at the entrance ramp.
"Well, with that out of the way, lets introduce the next challenger." Mac said, getting the show on the road.
"FROM KONG ISLAND, MADAGASCAR,
HE WEIGHED IN THIS MORNING AT 496 POUNDS,
DONKEY KONG!"
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A giant brown gorilla came storming to the ring, wearing a red and yellow tie with DK on it.
As he got to the arena floor, Donkey Kong looked to his sides, and made a huge grin.
Suddenly, he sprang up over the top rope and crashed into the ring, knocking everyone inside off their feet.
Expect Bowser, who was laughing and clapping all by himself in the corner. "Howya doing big man?!"
Kong responded with loud grunts and beating his chest.
"Can we please have the next competitor come out?" Mac said, getting back to one knee.
"Okay, I'm good. Ah-hem.
FROM LOS ANGELES CALIFORNIA,
WEIGHING IN AT 132 POUNDS,
PIT!"
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A young boy, it didn't look to be older than Mac, came from behind the curtain.
He was wearing a white tunic, with brown cuffs and sandals.
He took time to hi-five fans coming down the ramp, and then ran to the floor and slid under the ropes into the ring.
"Howdy everyone, thanks for the warm welcome!"
Bowser just kinda rolled his eyes. "C'mon, lets get the show on the road..."
"OUR NEXT CONTESTANT,
FROM LOS ANGELES CALIFORNIA
SHE WEIGHED IN AT 190 POUNDS,
PALUTENA!"
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A tell beautiful lady with flowing green hair came gracefully walking down. She wore a white dress with gold ornament coming across the hip.
Pit couldn't believe his eyes. "Lady Palutena! You're here too? That's amazing!"
She kiss him on the cheeck. "Didn't think I would miss out on all the fun did you?"
Palutena turned to Mac. "We were tag team champs in the indies."
McHand shook her hand. "Well, congrats on the reunion you two."
Mario couldn't help but notice Bowser and Donkay Kong absolutely drooling over Palutena. "Those-a two are a real couple of clowns, aren'ta they Luigi?
Luigi?"
"I-a wonder if she's into Italians..."
"LUIGI!" Mario whooped him upside the head. "We are in public for crying out loud..."
"OUR NEXT COMPETITOR!" Mac announced "FROM GERUDO VALLEY, NEW MEXICO
WEIGHING IN AT 392 POUNDS,
GANONDORF!"
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A tall, stout, green man in dark armor and red cape came sauteing down.
Bowser raised an eyebrow. "Not a bad look carrot top! Not bad at all..."
Ganondorf climbed up onto the ring apron. As he was about to step into the ring,
he thought better of it, and jumped back down.
McHand was taken aback "Wait, just where do you think your going?"
Ganondorf walked around the ring to the commentary table. Seeing an empty chair, he pulled up a seat, and propped his legs up on the announce table.
"JUST LET ME KNOW WHEN ITS TIME TO FIGHT!" He shouted.
Mac was cringing. "That was my seat..."
McHand tapped his shoulder. "Last one Mac. Let's get to the matches already..."
"Okay...
OUR LAST CONTESTANT...
FROM HYRULE, WASHINGTON,
SHE WEIGHED IN THIS MORNING AT 120 POUNDS,
ZELDA!"
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A girl in a purple and white dress with bronze shoulder pads came walking down to the ring.
"Oooooo Pit, she looks about your age. You gonna try to reel her in?" Palutena "whispered." All Pit could do was blush.
Zelda stepped into the ring, giving the arena crowd a wide wave.
McHand took the mic. "Okay then, now that we have all met and introduced ourselves, I think its time for a match!"
The bracket on the Titan Tron zoomed in on a head to head match-up.
The faces of all the competitors started randomly spinning on the 2 slots.
"THE FIRST MATCH,
WE BE...