A Television title challenge

[Millson and Simpson]

Got Money by Lil Wayne plays, and Mighty Man Millson steps onto the stage with a microphone in hand. He doesn't bother to taunt the crowd, and he reaches the ring quickly. He finally taunts the crowd by pointing at himself, and he leaps onto the ropes and jumps into the ring.

Big Al
What a showing this young man had at Red, White and Bruised. He is a future Hall of Famer for sure.

The Fuzz
I agree with you, Al, but it's just the ego problem he has that puts me off him.

The Mighty One puts the microphone to his lips.

In case you didn't see Red, White and Bruised, a new Television champion has been crowned, and his name is Reeves.

The crowd cheer for Reeves and Millson puts a scowl on his face.

A man that wasn't supposed to be in the match. A last minute entry. You see, I like to scout my opponents, not be caught out, and that is why I lost last night. You see, one on one, I would beat his a** all the way around the ring.

The crowd boo.

But I don't care about the result of the match. Because that ladder match will be remembered by the things I did. That is the real point of a ladder match. To make an impact. Which I did.

The crowd continue to boo and chant the 'You sold out' chants at The Daddy's Boy.

If you could look to the TitanTron, people?

Millson points to the screen, and footage rolls from the ladder match. It shows the Splash off the top of the ladder onto all three competitors, it shows the loop the loop Moonsault to the outside and it shows the 15 foot Piledriver onto Logan Scott.

You see, I rewrote the rulebook on Ladder matches. I nearly ended Logan Scott's career with the Piledriver. I am not going to sit back and let Reeves take the spotlight.

Millson pauses for a second.

In fact, I want to challenge Reeves. Reeves, I want a shot at your Television title in 2 weeks. I'll give you a week off from all the punishment you took. And I want you in a Steel Cage, no Youngblood, no Ryder, just you and me. What do you say?

[Sketch Kid]

There is no sign of Reeves as Mighty Man Millson II waits with little patience as he taps his right boot on the canvas in anxiety. He raises his microphone to speak but is suddenly cut off as the video on the titantron replays Reeves delivering his spike brainbuster finisher to Millson on a ladder from Red, White, and Blue this past Sunday. This only aggravates Mighty Man Millson but before he could react “Superstar” by Lupe Fiasco blares over the P.A. system while the titantron replays Reeves’ attack on the Daddy’s Boy. Emerging from behind the velvet red curtains is Reeves followed by Eli Young onto the stage. They’re both dressed in black suits with red dress shirts under it; the only difference is that Eli Young has a microphone in his right hand and Reeves his wearing black shades with the GHW Television Championship hanging over his right shoulder.

“It looks like our champion decided to show his face tonight. He looks to be a little ruffed up from Red, White, and Blue, though.”

“Of course he is. He just competed in and won a fatal-four-way match, which is no easy feat, Colin.”

The two wait for the music to die out before addressing the man in the ring. It doesn’t take long for the people in the production truck to catch onto this and stop the song from playing by lowering the volume so it dies out. Eli nods his head before raising the microphone up to his mouth so he can talk.

“Really, Millson, really? It hasn’t even been a full week and here you are begging on your knees for another chance to get what is now property of the Sketch Kid. That’s just pathetic, I figured you would just go out and buy a copy of the title and parade around the ring with it as if you were the champion. I guess this is a little bit better then morally embarrassing yourself. Except now you’re just publically embarrassing yourself. So, understand this, the only time you get a shot at this title is when we say so and we decide the match!”

Reeves solemnly nods his head in agreement and says something that can not be heard before asking for the microphone. He thanks his manager upon receiving the vocal instrument and adjusts his title before raising the microphone to his lips.

“Seriously, Milkman, didn’t you get my message when I dropped you head first on that ladder!? You were busted open and left in a bloody mess, they had to bring you to a freaking hospital! I can see the freaking stitches on your forehead from here. But I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt since there were two other people in the match and I would love nothing more then to rip those stitches out of your head. Since the ball is in my court I will make you one off and there will be no negotiations with this offer AT ALL. It will be me verses you at Summer Ritual in a Fifteen Minutes of Fame Match! Take it or leave it.”

The crowd cheers at the idea of seeing two hated superstars duke it out in a Fifteen Minutes of Fame Match, a match where if you lose, you’re shamed for coming up short. The Sketch Kid lowers the microphone and exits the stage behind the curtains and Eli Young points down the ramp at the man in the ring before talking some trash. Mr. Official then exits behind the curtains as well, leaving Millson in the ring with a decision that needs to be made.

“A fifteen minutes of fame match!? I did not see that coming, did you, Al?”

“No, I did not but I guess I should explain the match. A Fifteen Minutes of Fame Match is where the champion, Reeves, faces the challenger, Millson, in a single bout with all of the normal rules. The challenger only has fifteen minutes to defeat the champion and if he is unable to capture a win in fifteen minutes then the champion retains. The champion may also retain by beating his opponent within the fifteen minutes, himself. So yes, the champion does have the advantage in this match but what else do you expect? Reeves is a genius.”

“Well, he is the champion and Millson isn’t the certified number one contender so the cards are in his hands. Millson could take it or leave it but either way it’s most likely his only chance at winning the title.”

{TBC: Mighty Man Millson II}

(You can end it after your post since my guys only made a brief appearance and left.)

[Brad Windsor]

In the silence that follows as Triple M rubs his chin while pondering over his next words a wiry figure saunters out from behind the curtains and stops atop the middle of the entrance ramp. She slowly, very deliberately brings her microphone up and to the surprise of the entire arena...

“And that is because I’m KAHLAN... AND YOU’RE A CUNT!”

A collective gasp follows by some unanimous laughter and cheering, but amongst all of this; before anyone within the ring can gather their wits, the beaming figure turns on spot and walks out of sight.

TBCB MMM
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[Millson and Simpson]

Reeves! I accept!

The crowd go wild, as they are preparing for Millson to be beaten again. He keeps the microphone, with something els on his mind.

But first!

The Daddy's Boy sprints after Kahlan, leaving the crowd pumped up for the rest of the night's action.