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Chuck Woolery

Promo: Hot Hawaiian Nights

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Dateline: 21 July 2004. 8:00 pm, Hawaiian Standard Time

 

RING, RING

 

The sound of Mike Van Siclen’s cell phone distracts him just as he’s about to leave his cottage to head out for yet another wild Hawaiian night. With a frustrated sigh, he walks back into the bedroom and picks it up off of the dresser. “I’ll just be a minute,” he calls to his female companion. “Hello?”

 

“Mike,” says the nervous voice of Todd Cortez. “Thank goodness I was able to get a hold of you!”

 

“Todd,” says an irritated Spectacle. “I’m on my way to dinner; what do you want?”

 

“Mike,” says Todd, “I thought you should know, the word in the back these days is that Wildchild is coming back, and he’s looking to get even with you!”

 

Van Siclen groans and rolls his eyes. “Is that all? I’ve got a hot wahine waiting for me outside, and you bothered me for that?

 

“Dude, I’m just looking out for you, that’s all,” replies Cortez. “I don’t want you to be caught off guard!”

 

“Todd, first of all,” growls Van Siclen, “what difference does it make whether or not he’s over there looking for me, as long as I’m out here? And secondly, who fucking cares? Like I’m supposed to be afraid of him?”

 

“That’s not what I meant, Mike,” sighs Todd. “You know that; it’s just…”

 

“So, what’s the big deal,” says the Spectacle, raising his voice. “Let the little freak come! I’ll break his other fucking shoulder if he even tries to get near me!”

 

“Well, okay,” says Cortez. “If you’re sure…”

 

“Wait, wait, wait a minute,” interrupts Van Siclen. “As long as I’ve got you on the phone, I’ve been meaning to ask you: what’s the deal with you and the Masked Man? You trying to replace me?”

 

“What the hell is your problem,” asks Cortez. “Are you paranoid, or something?”

 

“Hey, I just heard that you two were getting awfully close, lately,” replies Mike. “I just want to make sure that I still have a tag team championship to return to.”

 

 

Cortez casts his eyes skyward. “For the love of… Alright, fine! If that’s the way you want to play this, let’s talk about that! If it weren’t for you, the Masked Man wouldn’t be in the picture in the first place, would he? Who’s the one who left me to fend for myself, Mike? Who’s the one who decided to take a vacation after a title defense had already been booked, MIKE?

 

“…”

 

“Oh yeah,” growls Todd. “Didn’t think I’d find out about that, did you?”

 

“Hey, Todd,” stammers Van Siclen, “there was nothing I could do…”

 

“Nothing you could do,” shouts Cortez. “You trying to tell me that you had no choice but to leave me holding the bag just before a title defense?”

 

“Look,” says Mike quickly, “we can talk about this later. I’ve got reservations in less than an hour, and if I piss this girl off, I’m going to have to find some other chick in town!”

 

“Forget about that bitch,” screams Cortez. “We need to talk about this…”

 

BEEP!

 

“...NOW! ... Hello?” Todd calls into his phone from inside Madison Square Garden. “Hello?”

 

Back in Maui, Mike Van Siclen closes his cell phone and places it back on the dresser. “Sorry about that,” he says to his date. “I had a small business emergency that I had to tend to. But, I promise that the rest of the evening is all about you, babe!”

 

With that, the Spectacle and his female companion climb into his rented Escalade and drive towards the city. As it passes by a group of trees, an unseen pair of eyes tracks it’s every movement. As soon as the Escalade is out of sight, the owner of the mysterious pair of eyes darts from the brush and in the direction of Van Siclen’s cottage, the setting sun illuminating his bronze skin, his light brown braids flying behind him.

 

 

End Part One

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Indeed. This tag team angle really came out of no-where, but it's becoming one of the most interesting threads going into the PPV. Solid promo that furthers everything a little.

 

-Z

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Bastard beat me to the punch promo-wise. I had a rough draft of a similar promo (yes, we had discussed this) that I was going to finish and post tomorrow night.

 

All that work for nothing. Ya bastard. ;)

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