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Paragon Fantasy Wrestling Part 3.5: An Elite Halloween

Wednesday, October 23rd, 2013

Paragon Fantasy Wrestling ArenaThe fourth installment of Kellogg Thoughts’ premier (and only) fantasy wrestling league finds our heroes and villains gathered for a special Halloween edition of Thursday Night Elite.  The fans are in for a real treat as the wrestlers will likely use every trick they know to try to come away with a victory, but two particular “Halloweenies” will pull a heinous act that might leave most old-school wrestlers rolling in their graves. 

One quick note: I forgot that the previous installment promised a different set of matches for the next edition of “Elite,” so consider this installment a special episode.  We’ll cover all of those other matches (Kendall Catcher vs. Rick Orson, Jeb Colt vs. Fire Sumo, Clarion talking to Warp Galactic about a “business proposal”) in the next installment.  Besides, I thought the idea of having the characters in costume for the Halloween season was too good to pass up!  So, enjoy this special supercard of fantasy costumed wrestling! 

Thursday, October 31- 8:00 P.M.

There is a chill in the air, but that hasn’t stopped fans from rapidly filling the Paragon Fantasy Wrestling arena for a holiday edition of “Thursday Night Elite.”  Halloween is upon us in Paragon City, Illinois, so Paragon Wrestling officials have allowed fans and wrestlers alike to come in costume.  (The wrestlers are allowed to wear the costumes only during their entrances and must take them off before their matches begin.)  As an added bonus, any and all fans who decide to arrive in costume get a free goody bag with a few candies and neat autographed 8×10 photos of some of Paragon’s top stars.  Some of those stars will be in action on the card tonight, with two notable undercard fights featuring up-and-coming wrestlers and an epic tag team main event.

The first match of the night pits Billy “Bo” Roberts against Kendall Catcher.  Country star wannabe Bo is dressed as a giant red-and-blue electric guitar (with the guitar’s stem adorning the top of his head) while “Mister Capsule Mons” Catcher’s costume makes him look like a giant green cow.  “Goooood evening, everyone,” Kendall says to the crowd over the arena’s sound system.  “What do you think of my new Milkmon costume?”  A collective groan rises from the audience in response to this lame pun, the loudest groans coming from a group of kids in Old McDonald and animal costumes seated at ringside.  Bo replies, “How about you mooooove on over and let a real costume take the spotlight?”  He proceeds to lightly bop Kendall on the head with the stem of his electric guitar and takes in a smattering of cheers.  “Milkmon” mooooves to a corner of the ring and sulks a bit as he takes off his costume.  Bo takes off his guitar costume as well and moves to the center of the ring ready to grapple with Kendall as the bell sounds to start the match.

Roberts locks up with Catcher, both opponents flexing their arms and struggling for the initial bit of leverage.  Catcher loudly “moos” at Roberts in an attempt at intimidation, but Bo maintains his composure and the crowd boos even louder at Catcher.  Roberts gains leverage and pushes Catcher down onto the mat.  Because Catcher’s shoulders touch the mat, the referee is obliged to consider this a pinfall and reaches a count of two before Kendall can break away.  Kendall grips Roberts and attempts to lift him up onto his shoulders, but Bo shifts his weight and slides back down, grabbing Kendall’s arms and puts his right foot into Kendall’s back to pull his arms in a devastating stretch.  Kendall screams in pain and walks quickly toward the ropes.  He grabs the top rope and the referee instructs Roberts to let go of the hold before the count of five.  Bo breaks it up at two.

Catcher goes for a clothesline, but Bo grabs his arm and twists it, causing more pain signals to shoot through the nerves in Kendall’s arm.  Kendall takes this wrenching motion in stride and sticks his leg out, tripping Bo up and causing his body to crash to the mat.  Kendall goes for the pin, but only gets to two before Bo kicks out.  Kendall gestures to Bo for another lock up, but Bo instead spins him around and slams him headfirst into the mat with a running bulldog powerslam.  Kendall tries to get up and turn his head in Bo’s direction, but Bo latches onto Kendall’s head and applies a crippling crossface submission maneuver.  The pressure of the hold incapacitates Catcher leaving him with no choice but to tap out in defeat.

“Here is your winner, Billy ‘Bo’ Roberts,” the announcer excitedly tells the crowd in attendance.  Bo takes in the adulation and throws in a few air guitar moves for good measure.  Catcher gets up from the mat and raises Bo’s arm in a show of good sportsmanship, then goes to the remains of his “Milkmon” costume lying on the arena floor.  He pulls out some strange green milk and says to Bo, “Here, winner.  You ought to try some of this stuff, it’s good for you!”  Bo turns down the offer and walks back to the locker room.  Catcher shouts after him, “Wait!  If you try this, the Good Moo Goo Milk Company will give you a big endorsement check!  That’s how I was able to get this costume for tonight!”  It’s too late, though; Bo is already gone.  “Ah well, I think I’ll have a glass for myself then!”  He produces a glass from his costume and fills it with the green milk.  He guzzles it down, leading to more loud groans and gags from the audience.  “Come on, it’s mint flavored!” Catcher tells the crowd as Elite cuts to a commercial break.

Thursday, October 31- 9:12 P.M.

The Finisher walks to the ring in his traditional gear.  Once he climbs into the ring, he explains why he is not joining in Elite’s Halloween festivities.  “I have chosen to go without a costume this evening because I believe my wrestling abilities should be enough to scare away most spirits.  While the rest of you cowards hide behind masks and cower in your costumes, I, the Finisher, will face these fears head-on and show them why I am the only thing to be feared on this planet.”

“The only thing you’ll be fearing is the long arm of justice!” shouts Rick “Super Kid” Orson as he lowers himself from the arena ceiling on invisible piano wire, clad in a red singlet and his traditional yellow mask and black-stars-on-cheeks facepaint.  “I have been waiting for a chance to analyze you up close.  How come your offense of only finishers is so effective?  Are you hiding something from all of us?  You are hiding something, aren’t you?  Give up what you’re hid-”

Before Orson can finish his sentence, the Finisher has already grabbed him by the legs and spun him in a giant arc.  After five or so revolutions, the Finisher lets go and sends “Super Kid” flying into the corner.  The Kid gets up and the bell rings to start the match.  Before Orson can regain his senses, the Finisher is all over him, scooping him up in a standing crossface chickenwing maneuver.  Bob Backlund‘s favorite wrestling hold is enough to make Orson pass out.  With Orson passed out, the bell rings to end the match, but the Finisher keeps the chickenwing locked on for a few more seconds before letting go at the referee’s urging and the crowd’s protests.  The Finisher has once again demonstrated how the power of one wrestling hold applied at the right time in the right way can decide the outcome of a match.  Can anyone finish the Finisher?

Thursday, October 31- 9:56 P.M.

Elite comes back from its final commercial break with the main event match already in progress.  The tag team attraction of Clarion (whose costume is a lime-green toga) and Warp Galactic (an asteroid) vs. Ricky Bolero (a cowboy riding a papier-mache bull) and Fire Sumo (Japanese calligraphy spelling out his name on a cape) has been nothing short of the epic that was promised to fans.  With all of Warp’s gloating about the future, one would think he would not get on well with the ancient Greek stylings of Clarion.  However, much to everyone’s surprise, Clarion and Warp have actually gotten along very well, dominating most of the match while Bolero and Sumo have been trying to figure their opponents out.  The ringside commentators have speculated that the “business proposal” between Warp and Clarion has fueled their desire to win this match, and judging from the way they have been firing on all cylinders this night, that might possibly be the case. 

Warp has just sent Ricky to the canvas with a European uppercut variation that he calls the “Venusian uppercut.”  Ricky crawls over to Fire Sumo while Warp tags in Clarion.  The self-styled “Greek god” hurries over to Ricky and pulls him by the leg back to the bad guys’ corner.  Clarion gets down to the mat and starts putting a figure-four leglock on Ricky.  When he has it fully cinched in, he bends himself upward to tag in Warp.  Warp climbs to the top turnbuckle and jumps off spread eagle style and lands on Ricky’s stomach.  Ricky winces but holds onto Warp’s leg for a brace and gets back up.  He continues to hold onto the leg and pulls it out from under Warp, putting him in an anklelock. 

Now it’s Bolero’s turn to drag Warp over to the good guys’ corner.  Just before Ricky can make the tag to Fire Sumo, Warp breaks free and makes it over to tag Clarion.  Ricky tags in Fire Sumo who quickly moves to intercept Clarion.  The crowd roars with cheers and boos as Sumo and Clarion exchange blows.  Clarion rocks Sumo with cumulative open-fist punches to the chest, but the big man is still maintaining his balance.  Clarion then backs into the ropes and charges at Sumo with a wild clothesline.  Sumo blocks the Paragon Elite Champion and pushes him down onto the mat.  He jumps up and, with feet out, lands seat-first on Clarion knocking the wind out of him.  Sumo drags Clarion over to a neutral corner, climbs onto the top rope, and prepares himself for a high-flying maneuver which would surely finish Clarion off. 

It would have, but Warp moves around the ring apron to where Sumo is perched and pushes him over the side.  While this is happening, Clarion gets up and distracts the referee with an argument about his “terrible officiating.”  Clarion then covers the dazed Sumo for a three-count while Warp knocks Ricky off the apron during the count to prevent him from breaking it up, thus ensuring that the bad guys win.

After the match, Clarion and Warp address the fans saying, “We just wanted to tell you that we have mutually agreed to a business deal.  Next week, you’ll learn all the details.  For now, though, here’s a little hint.”  The lights dim in the arena.  The fans are confused and a bit agitated.  A loud rumbling can be heard coming from the entranceway.  When the lights come back on, an armored SWAT team-like van is parked on the entrance ramp.  Clarion and Warp pick Ricky up from the arena floor and toss him into the open doors of the “paddy wagon.”  Warp climbs back into the ring, picks Sumo up with some difficulty, and tosses him over the ropes to where the wagon is parked.  Clarion gets Sumo into the van and closes the doors.  Clarion and Warp get in and drive up the entrance ramp and out of the arena, the good guys still inside and the fans more confused and alarmed than ever.

The commentators are just as frustrated as the fans are.  “What kind of business proposal necessitates the use of a police van like that?  What could this possibly mean?” one announcer says to his partner.  “Well, looks like we’ll have to wait and hear from Clarion and Warp next week, and hopefully, they’ll have an explanation,” the other replies.  The advertised matchup of Jeb Colt vs. Fire Sumo is obviously up in the air, but Kendall Catcher will be free to take on Rick Orson, and the business deal will be fully addressed on the next Thursday Night Elite!

What do you think of our ongoing storylines and character development?  Would you like to see more “holiday-themed” episodes in the future?  Let me know in the comments, fight fans!

Paragon Fantasy Wrestling Part 3: Sunday Night Hype

Wednesday, August 28th, 2013

Paragon Fantasy Wrestling ArenaHello, everyone!  I’m back with part 3 of our ongoing fantasy wrestling extravaganza.  In our last episode, I introduced some new faces into the Paragon universe.  Now, we will have a chance to see some of them in action, in an environment completely suited to the development of great talent.

Sunday, October 22- 10:00 P.M.

In Paragon City, Illinois, Sunday nights bring a very special show to local TV viewers.  For the past year or so, a show called “Sunday Night Hype” has been airing which regularly features young up-and-coming wrestlers plying their trade and jockeying for featured spots on the bigger shows on the Paragon Fantasy Wrestling calendar.  Paradoxically, a vocal minority of fans have come to the conclusion that “Hype” is the best show Paragon produces every week, mostly because it focuses on actual wrestling without a good deal of the ridiculous “talk show,” “interview,” or other nonscensical “entertainment” segments which take up huge chunks of TV time on most other wrestling shows in the modern age.  For fans who prefer those things in their wrestling shows, this detail might disappoint them, but for everyone else, there is some great wrestling action to be had with a little silliness on the side.  On this particular edition of “Sunday Night Hype,” three singles matches are scheduled to occur.  Jeb Colt will take on Warp Galactic in the opener, Rick Orson a.k.a. “Super Kid” will grapple with Kendall Catcher, and Billy “Bo” Roberts is set to oppose The Finisher in the main event.

After the opening title sequence concludes, the ornery Jeb Colt makes his entrance to the strains of “Bad to the Bone.”  He is looking forward to this first match because he knows very well, just as all competitors on “Da Hype” know, that a big win here means bigger opportunities for the winner down the road.  As he climbs into the ring, he glares up at the neon-green jumpsuit-wearing, bubble-helmeted Warp Galactic who descends to the ring using a steam-powered jetpack while Queen’s “Flash Gordon” blares.  As soon as Warp has sorted himself out, the bell rings and the match begins.  Jeb is quick to take the advantage with a clothesline which knocks Warp down.  The “space case” gets back up and targets Jeb with several choice punches to the solar plexus (this is one of Warp’s favorite tactics, especially the “solar” part).  Jeb counters this by grabbing Warp’s arms, pulling them apart, and delivering a big boot to his opponent’s midsection, knocking him back a bit.  Jeb rushes in and puts Warp in a sleeper hold, but Galactic successfully breaks out of it, suplexes Jeb over his head, and grabs Jeb’s legs and ties them into a knot with a Texas cloverleaf.  Jeb turns over onto his belly and bucks back with his legs at Warp, causing him to let go of the hold and giving Jeb time to get back onto his feet.

This showing of scientific wrestling skill is a bit unusual for both Jeb and Warp, but they are fighting for the all-important victory and to leave a positive impression on Paragon Wrestling matchmakers, so a little extra passion is understandable.  The match goes on for several more minutes as Jeb and Warp slowly adopt a more primal, hard-hitting style involving big punches and kicks that have little substance but leave lingering impacts.  Soon, Warp looks to the crowd with a telltale sparkle in his eyes, the kind of look he only gets when he is certain he is going to win and wants to perform his signature finishing move, Saturn’s Rings.  He jumps up into the air, latches onto Jeb’s head with his legs, and flips him three times in midair, landing back onto the mat with Jeb’s shoulders pinned to the floor, the wind knocked out of him.  The impact of the landing was too much for Jeb, so he gladly welcomes the sweet relief of the bell ringing after the three-count.  Warp has won the match, and he climbs outside the ring to give high fives to all of the ringside fans.  Jeb eventually gets himself up and climbs out as well, receiving a standing ovation from the fans who are appreciative of the great match he and Warp put on.  It is likely that both of these young wrestlers will meet again in the near future, but for now, this fantastic matchup will certainly remain in the minds of the fans who watched it in the arena and on TV.

Sunday, October 22- 10:17 P.M.

The second matchup of the evening pits Rick “Super Kid” Orson against Kendall “Mister Capsule Mons” Catcher.  Following a commercial break, a pair of thirty-second promo spots air in which each competitor talks about what they hope to accomplish with tonight’s contest.  Orson says that, thanks to his knowledge network, he knows things about the world of Capsule Mons that Catcher would be shocked to know: “It goes much deeper than you think.  Everyone else thinks its just a harmless game, but I sense you know a bit of the truth.  Trust me, though: you are playing a most dangerous game, and it will not end well for you if you make the wrong move.  I would follow the advice of the Head of Caterpillar Mountain in Northwest Pacific Land on this one, Catcher: Keep.  Your.  Temper.”

Catcher thinks Orson is getting way too much into this: “Whoa, buddy!  Whose temper is going off here?  You think you can psych me out with your crazy mumbo jumbo about the end of the world?  Come on, the Seven Seas region is not going anywhere, and the Capsule Mons will have a good home for a long, long time… with me, of course!  If you want some of your own, why don’t you go out to a capsule machine and buy yourself some?  Oh, wait, you’ll probably just have your “knowledge nutjobs” do that for you.  Well, too bad, because you will never know the true pleasure of getting a Mon for yourself!  Don’t worry, I’d be happy to share mine with you after the show, but not before I beat you first!”

Catcher’s promo fades away from viewers’ screens and is replaced by the image of Orson and Catcher standing across from each other in the ring.  Orson has a blue domino mask, a green spandex suit, and a red cape.  Catcher is decked out in a red  snappy red vest with pockets for all of his Capsule Mons (which have all been banned from ringside, as is custom with all of Catcher’s matches, but that’s no guarantee that they won’t have a role to play tonight), a faded pair of blue jeans, and well-worn sneakers.  Both wrestlers are ready, so the bell rings and the show goes on.

Early in the contest, Catcher looks to dominate as he attacks “Super Kid” Orson with a variety of wild suplexes.  Orson, however, knows a counter for all of these moves and prevents Catcher from letting them affect him too badly.  In fact, he even tries out some of these moves himself on Catcher.  The Capsule Mons enthusiast is less than thrilled to be on the receiving end of his own offensive maneuvers, and he looks worse for wear by the time he gets back up from the mat.  The fans seated in the arena snicker a bit at seeing Catcher be toyed with so easily by Orson.  Catcher is a bit perturbed by their mocking and glares angrily at them for a second or two before Orson turns him back around and lands an uppercut to the chin.  Orson lifts Catcher up onto his shoulders for a torture rack backbreaker and tosses him back down to the mat.  Orson covers his opponent, but only gets to two before Catcher kicks back out.    Orson picks up Catcher again and lifts him up over his head in a gorilla press, walks over to the side of the ring, and tosses Catcher over the ropes and down to the floor.  Catcher lies on the ringside padding, breathing heavily but still okay.  As Catcher gets back up and climbs back into the ring, commentator Nick Sparks mentions that it’s time for a commercial break, but encourages viewers to “stay Hyped” and stick around for the match’s conclusion.   

“Kendall Catcher just can’t seem to get out of the blocks here,” Sparks tells viewers as “Sunday Night Hype” comes back with the image of Orson locking in a deep armbar on Catcher.  “Throughout the commercial break, ‘Super Kid’ has been living up to his name and shutting down all of Catcher’s offense.  Unless Catcher gets a second wind here, I think Rick Orson will walk away with the winner’s share of the purse tonight.”  Fortunately, “second wind” appears to be in Catcher’s vocabulary for tonight, because he starts working himself up into a frenzy, desperately jabbing at Orson’s arm.  The constant needling causes Orson to loosen his grip.  Catcher pulls on the arm and judo-flips Orson over his head and directly onto the mat in front of him.  Now that he’s free, Catcher walks quickly over to Orson’s legs and picks up his left leg in an ankle lock.  Apparently the move is cinched in deeply because small cries of agony start coming from Orson.

The fans start to clap slowly in support of Orson, getting faster and faster with every passing second of Orson’s predicament.  Orson, inspired by the fans’ infectious action, turns over onto his back and kicks at Catcher’s head with his free leg, causing Catcher to let go of Orson’s left leg and clutch his head in pain.  Orson takes advantage of Catcher’s vulnerability by jerking his head down and planting him onto the mat with a vicious DDT (vertical takedown maneuver with similar effects to a piledriver; Jake “The Snake” Roberts originated this move, and here’s a highlight reel of him performing it as only he can!).  Orson covers Catcher again and is oh so close to getting the three when Catcher kicks out again.  “Do you believe in miracles, folks?”  Sparks screams into his headset microphone in sheer disbelief.

Catcher starts clapping his hands just as the crowd did for Orson just moments ago; a few fans join in, but the majority in the arena boo him incessantly.  He looks in Orson’s direction as if he is determined to steal one more thing from him.  He runs toward Orson and starts preparing himself to execute a DDT of his own.  Orson blocks Catcher’s hands at the last second, turns him around,  and twists his arms into a knot behind his back.  Catcher can’t take the pressure as Orson drives his body down into the mat and slaps his hand on the ground several times, the universal sign that a wrestler has given up.  “‘Super Kid’ Rick Orson wins by submission!” the announcer says to the fans in attendance and watching at home as the referee raises Orson’s hand in victory.

As Orson ascends to the top turnbuckle in one corner of the ring to acknowledge the fans’ cheers, Catcher reaches into an inside pocket of his coat and pulls out a capsule.  An astute fan notices this and points it out to his friends seated at ringside.  Word quickly spreads throughout the arena and some fans start screaming to Orson, trying to warn him that Catcher might be up to something.  Orson turns around in time to see Catcher throw the capsule down onto the ground and release a thick cloud of smoke which fills the arena.  By the time the smoke clears, Catcher is gone from the ring and Orson and the referee look puzzled as to where he might have gone.  The big screen on the entranceway then flickers to life with a huge image of Catcher sneering down at Orson.  “Nice win there, “Super Squid!”  I’ll give you some points for endurance, but you still have a long way to go to keep me down!  You may have won tonight, but I’ll have the last laugh!  I challenge you to a rematch this Thursday night!  You’d better be there!  By the way, did you like my new Mon, “Smoky?”  Catcher’s image fades away as Orson stands in the ring frustrated and already mentally preparing himself for the rematch.

Sunday, October 22- 10:55 P.M.

The next segment of “Sunday Night Hype” focuses mostly on recapping what has happened so far on the show as well as reporting on the events scheduled for the next installment of Paragon’s flagship broadcast, “Thursday Night Elite.”  Kendall Catcher will indeed take on Rick Orson to open up that broadcast, and Jeb Colt is set to take on Fire Sumo.  The Paragon Elite Champion, Clarion, has also apparently asked Warp Galactic to assist him in what he claims is a very important endeavor.  Will the “space case” accept?  The answer to that question will have to wait because it is time for the last match of the night (because of the show’s nature, it’s not called a main event, but it promises to be just as exciting as the other two matches).  It is time for Billy “Bo” Roberts vs. The Finisher.

Billy “Bo” Roberts is the first to make his entrance, playing air guitar and lip-syncing (badly) to the tune of his signature theme song, “On The Cover of the Rolling Stone.”  By the time he climbs into the ring, most fans have reached into their purses or pockets and put in their official Paragon Wrestling ear-plugs (a particularly bright idea from the Paragon marketing team).  Roberts, looking absolutely thrilled to be at the show tonight in his leather pants plastered with musical notes and a sparkly silver left-handed glove, stops his music making in order to thank the fans for their appreciation.  “Thank you so much to all you Bo-boys and Bo-girls!  This next hit’s for you!”

Thankfully, before Billy strikes up the “band” again, The Finisher’s theme, “It’s the End of the World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine),” starts playing over the arena P.A. system and the man himself makes his entrance.  He strides confidently down to the ring in a yellow singlet and red mask which obscures his whole face.  “No more singing!  Now is the time for action,” he shouts at Billy.  He gets into the ring and the bell quickly sounds.

Roberts looks panicked and runs around The Finisher looking for a place to play it safe and plan his attack, but his opponent grabs him, flips him onto the mat, and quickly locks a crossface submission maneuver on Roberts’ face.  Billy can’t take the pain and quickly taps out.  The crowd erupts into cheers for The Finisher after he so handily finished off “Bo.”  Sure, it was a quick match, but the fans aren’t exactly unhappy with the results.  “Sunday Night Hype” closes on the image of The Finisher posing triumphantly over the fallen “Bo” and then fades to black.

I hope all of you enjoyed this episode of “Sunday Night Hype” and seeing our six new stars in action.  There will be plenty of action coming up in the weeks to come.  Are you looking forward to the action?  What kind of matchups do you want to see?  Any ideas for new stars?  Remember, this is your fantasy wrestling story, too, so your input is greatly appreciated.  Thanks, as always, for reading, and I will see you at ringside!

Paragon Fantasy Wrestling Part 2.5: The Draft

Wednesday, August 7th, 2013

Paragon Fantasy Wrestling Arena

It’s been a while since I wrote about the world of my own fictional pro wrestling league, Paragon Fantasy Wrestling.  I feel kind of bad about that since I wanted it to be a regular feature of this blog and it remains one of my favorite parts of this site.  Well, after a few months, I think it’s time I did a little more world-building.  I plan on doing updates to the ongoing storyline in the near-future, but since I’m just getting back into the swing of things here (people do still say “swing of things,” right?), I figured I should add a few more characters to the roster to spice things up a bit. 

We already have four characters so far: current Paragon Elite champion Clarion, the “Urban Cowboy” Ricky Bolero, the high-flying Alex Jumper, and the huge Fire Sumo.  I like all of these characters already each in their own way, but I want to have a large cast so there’s a bit more variety in the match types and personalities in the Paragon universe.  Therefore, I am instituting the first Paragon Fantasy Wrestling Talent Draft!  I’ll present to you the profiles for six characters I am considering adding to the story.  Tell me what you think of them in the comments and offer up any ideas for characters you’d like to see in the world of fictional wrestling.  I’d greatly value any and all input in this endeavor, so your opinions would be greatly appreciated.  And with that, here’s the six wrestlers in the Draft:

Rick Orson a.k.a. “Super Kid”- Theme: “Iron Man” by Black Sabbath

This would-be superhero has jet-black hair and blue eyes with a small scar over his left eye, but most of the time these features are hidden by a yellow mask with mirror lenses for eyes (like the kind on Spider-Man’s mask) and black stars on the cheeks, so if you wanted a wrestling Pikachu lookalike, this guy would be a sure bet for you.  Early in his career, Orson tried trailing a convenience store robber but took a bad fall off a fire escape and fell face-first onto the pavement which gave him his distinctive facial mark (no wonder he decided to wear the mask).  Super Kid has since improved greatly in moving around like a true hero should, but he’s still looking for that robber and believes he might be able to find him in Paragon Fantasy Wrestling.  Given the tradition of wildly improbable coincidences in superhero stories, he just might find him sooner than he thinks.  Fun Fact 1: I first conceived this character in the hopes that I might want to write a superhero story one day, and even though I still want to do that, I now think he might work better as a member of the Paragon roster.  After all, Gregory “The Hurricane” Helms has been using that gimmick in real life for years, so this concept does have a track record for working out very well.  Fun Fact 2: I originally wanted Super Kid to have a goatee and be a “shades of grey” (neither good nor evil, just somewhere in between) character like the Punisher, but I don’t really like writing about characters like that too often, and there isn’t much point in talking about his facial hair when he’s going to be wearing a mask most of the time, so good guy and masked it is!  Fun Fact 3: Super Kid does share one other trait with comic book heroes: he has a network of informants similar to the Shadow’s group of agents or Sherlock Holmes’s Baker Street Irregulars with which he has gathered loads of dirt on the other members of the Paragon roster.  The question is, what will he do with this information and what will happen when the other wrestlers find out what he knows about them?

Jeb Colt- Theme: “Bad to the Bone” by George Thorogood and the Destroyers

A self-proclaimed “good ol’ boy” and distant relative of the famous feuding McCoys (I probably ought to include a Hatfield somewhere down the line to provide a ready-made feud), this hot-blooded North Carolina native recently moved to Paragon City, Illinois, in order to take in the local wrestling scene (he’s not the only guy from North Carolina to take a shine to the sport; just look at the Hardy Boyz, Shannon Moore, the aforementioned Gregory Helms, etc.).  A few years ago, back in his hometown of Charlotte, he was a witness to an incident in a convenience store involving a robber attempting to steal the contents of a cash register.  He tried to give chase to the robber, but lost track of him somewhere in the middle of the city.  It was at this point that some guy in a yellow mask, convinced that Colt was the robber, attempted to catch him.  Colt tried to convince the guy that he was after the wrong person, but the masked man would have none of it.  Colt only managed to get away when the guy took an ill-advised jump off a fire escape in his zeal to subdue his prey.  Colt has since given a full testimony to the police about all that he saw, but the case is still being investigated.  Meanwhile, he has decided to try his hand at pro wrestling and make a  little money doing it.  Too bad he almost forgot about that guy in the mask, because he might see him again very soon…

Warp Galactic- Theme: “Flash Gordon” by Queen

A spacefaring adventurer from the year 2014 (in an alternate universe, one presumes), he claims to have been to Mars, Pluto, the dark planet Mungo, and the Universal Federation’s newest outpost on Talos VII.  His orange buzz cut, neon green jumpsuit, fishbowl-shaped bubble helmet, and vintage-looking tin “space pistol” look strange enough, but his stories of high adventure among the stars have been the big trigger that caused Paragon fans to question Warp Galactic’s sanity.  Warp carries an I.D. card on him at all times which states that he is a senior officer in the Universal Federation deputized to protect the Sol Sector.  This entails defending Earth and its celestial neighbors from extraterrestrial threats like Borlock the Fiendish, who Warp claims zapped him with a time travel spell, causing him to go back in time to our present day.  With no way of knowing if he can get back to his time, he seeks to gain enough attention in Paragon Fantasy Wrestling to attract the notice of CERN in Switzerland, a scientific organization he believes might have the technology to send him back where (and when) he came from.  Warp’s knowledge of the combat techniques of ten thousand worlds (give or take a couple thousand by his own reckoning) could be a big asset to his wrestling career, but is he on the trek to superstardom or is he just a “space case?”

Kendall Catcher- Theme: “Pokemon Theme Song” (“I wanna be the very best…”)

For all of his life, Kendall Catcher has had one goal: to capture every single known type of the popular creatures known as Capsule Mons.  His near-obsession with the Japanese-import franchise has concerned family and friends and scared away neighbors, but he remains insistent on traveling to remote forests, deserts, and cities, dropping quarters into the nearest vending machine, and hoping that he will find some new Capsule Mons for his already extravagant collection.  He is convinced that if he collects all of the Mons, something amazing will happen.  What that event is exactly is anyone’s guess, but Catcher is certain that it will change the world.  There is only one obstacle standing in the way of Kendall’s collecting every Capsule Mon in existence: he needs more money to spend at the vending machines!  Well, he could make a lot of money by wrestling, and, in Kendall’s mind at least, you do need to have a lot of strength to be a Capsule Mon wielder.  Will Kendall’s one-track mind lead to the fulfillment of his wildest dream (and it is pretty wild if you think about it)?  Will he add any Paragon Wrestling titles to his collection?

Billy “Bo” Roberts- Theme: “On the Cover of the Rolling Stone” by Shel Silverstein, recorded by Dr. Hook and the Medicine Show

Billy Roberts wanted to be a country star.  He wanted to see his name up in lights, traveling around in an oversized tour bus surrounded by hundreds of screaming teens.  He wanted to be able to succeed in life by doing the minimum amount of work possible.  Life, however, did not go as he envisioned.  Instead, Billy struggled for years to get any recognition, releasing a few YouTube videos of some songs he was tinkering with, but to little reception.  Fed up with the stagnant nature of his career, Billy, or “Bo” as he prefers to be called now, has decided to follow in the footsteps of wrestlers like Jeff Jarrett  and Heath Slater, using the world of wrestling as a platform to ignite his country dreams.  The fans of Paragon Wrestling have their own opinion of Bo’s singing skills and it is mostly unfavorable.  That won’t stop Bo from subjecting them to his unique talents, singing at every show to his achy breaky heart’s content.

The Finisher- Theme: “It’s the End of the World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine)” by REM

There’s an old episode of Adventures of Superman called “No Holds Barred” where an evil pro wrestler uses so-called “paralyzing” holds to finish off his opponents.  It is heavily implied that these holds could easily kill someone if they were applied for longer than a few seconds.  The killing part wasn’t what impressed the man who eventually became the finisher.  It was the thought that a simple hold could have a devastating effect on someone that left the greatest impact.  He wanted to be able to use those holds to get back at all the people who had wronged him over the years.   He thus spent over a decade traveling the world learning the most damaging wrestling and self-defense techniques from anyone willing to teach them to him.  When he felt he had learned all the moves that could be most useful to him, he adopted a new persona, one meant to strike fear into the hearts of those who knew him to be a weakling.  The Finisher recently came into Paragon Fantasy Wrestling in the hopes that those watching the top-rated local wrestling show in Illinois might be the ones who hurt him as a child.  With a dominant offense, a distinct lack of mercy, and a collection of the world’s deadliest maneuvers, the Finisher wants all of his enemies to know that no one will ever mess with him again.  Time will tell whether that dire threat proves to be true.

Six new stars have been added to the firmament of Paragon Championship Wrestling.  It is up to you to determine if they will shine or fizzle out.  Let me know what you think of them in the comments and offer suggestions as to how I can improve this series.  These wrestlers will also be appearing in coming weeks in trial matches, so stay tuned for those as well.  Until next time, may all your pinfalls lead to 3-counts!

Paragon Fantasy Wrestling Part 2: New Blood

Friday, March 1st, 2013

Paragon Fantasy Wrestling ArenaWe are back with a new installment of Paragon Fantasy Wrestling from Peoria, Illinois.  In our last episode, Ricky Bolero lost his Paragon Elite title match against the reigning champion Clarion, generating a great deal of controversy among fans of the “Urban Cowboy.”  A mysterious individual in a green-and-gold tunic appeared at ringside and distracted Bolero long enough for Clarion to slip brass knuckles on and knock out his challenger with a sneak attack, picking up a cheap victory in the process.  Bolero was taken to a local medical facility where it was determined that he suffered a minor concussion as a result of that attack, effectively taking him out of action this week.  In the meantime, Paragon management, following the old showbiz adage, “The show must go on,” and wanting to insert some “new blood” into the title picture, has decreed that this week’s main event will feature the high-flying Alex Jumper taking on the super heavyweight Fire Sumo for the number one contender spot for the Elite championship.  In addition, the Paragon website has dropped hints in several high-profile articles that the person who ran interference for Clarion last week will have his official debut match as well.


Thursday, October 19- 8:00 P.M.

The Paragon TV show opens with a shot of the inside of the Paragon Fantasy Wrestling Arena in downtown Peoria shrouded in darkness.  The fans gathered here talk among themselves.  The commentators at ringside welcome the viewers watching at home to the show and briefly run down tonight’s card, emphasizing the Alex Jumper vs. Fire Sumo match as the start of a new era in the Paragon Elite title picture.  After half a minute of inky blackness, the lights in the arena come up to reveal the green-and-gold wearing mystery wrestler from last week standing in the middle of the ring.  His tunic is very recognizable, but now the fans also take notice of his bald head, the swirling tribal tattoos encircling his green eyes, and the simple brown sandals he is wearing.  Immediately recognizing last week’s culprit, the fans start booing him before he has even had a chance to speak.  Frustrated by their protests, he shouts back at them, “SILENCE!”  The audience only boos louder.

The man shouts again, “I said silence!”  Again, boos erupt from the crowd.  Struggling to maintain his composure, the man quietly recites a mantra to himself then says to the masses, “Allow me to introduce myself.  My name is Beacon.  I am an old friend of Clarion, and I answered what I thought was a call for assistance last week.  The champion invited me to the show as repayment for a favor I did for him long ago.  I was watching his title match on a backstage monitor.  I thought I saw Clarion give a certain hand signal indicating he was in serious jeopardy and needed help.  I see now that I was sadly mistaken and that my actions caused an unfair result.”  The fans give even more voice to their discontent.  In their minds Beacon is lying and committed a cardinal wrestling sin. 

Beacon continues, “I sincerely apologize to you all, to Paragon management, and most especially to Clarion and Ricky Bolero.  I should have known my place and allowed the match to proceed.  Please forgive me.”  The crowd shouts, “No!”

Beacon shrugs off their protests and says, “Fine, have it your way!  If you will not accept my apology through words, perhaps you will forgive me through action!  Tonight, I will show you my superiority in the ring by defeating three opponents at once, and you will surely be impressed!  Bring them out now!”

A lone spotlight darts to the entrance, signaling the arrival of the three opponents Beacon will face.  The fans groan as they instantly recognize, walking toward the ring as a group, the familiar forms of Hugh, Douglas, and Lulubelle (whose biography on the Paragon website states that his parents had expected a girl and stuck with the name – poor kid).  This trio of undersized wrestling brothers have been with Paragon since the beginning of the promotion, but have never once won a match.  There couldn’t be a more self-serving or one-sided way for Beacon to make an impression than by singlehandedly putting away three of the worst wrestlers in Peoria, let alone the entire country, the world, and possibly even the universe if one was feeling generous.

As soon as all of the match’s participants have sorted themselves out and the referee gives instructions, the bell rings and the contest begins in earnest. Beacon wears green-and-gold trunks and boots and Hugh sports red trunks and boots, while Douglas and Lulubelle, dressed similarly to Hugh but with blue and green color schemes, respectively, wait on the outside edge of the southeast corner for a tag from their brother.  They don’t have long to wait, either.   Beacon tosses Hugh hard into their corner with a mighty heave, and the red-clad brother, winded from the impact of this blow, quickly tags out to Lulubelle.  The brother repeatedly voted “Most Green” by Pro Wrestling Illustrated readers steps gingerly into the ring, only to receive a gigantic kick to the midsection which propels him into the air, only to come down hard after receiving a powerbomb from Beacon.  Lulubelle, having had enough as well, retreats to the corner and tags in Douglas, who by this time is sweating profusely and refuses to get into the ring.  Beacon walks over to the brothers’ corner and pulls Douglas in, then scoops him up, flips him around, and performs a piledriver in the middle of the ring, knocking his opponent unconscious with the meeting of his head and the mat.  Fearing for their lives, Hugh and Lulubelle merely look on as Beacon covers Douglas for the three count and the win.

Beacon grabs a microphone from the ringside announcer and asks the fans, “Are you not entertained?  I gave you the action you craved.  Surely you can forgive me now?”  The crowd boos him just as loudly as they did before the match started.  If they were supposed to be impressed, they clearly showed that they were not.  Beacon tries to get some more words in, but the crowd by this point is protesting too loudly for anything to be picked up by the microphone.  The green-and-gold wrestler gives up, dons his tunic once again, and takes his leave via the entrance ramp.  He appears to be visibly disgusted with the whole affair.  Meanwhile, the commentators inform the viewers at home that Ricky Bolero will return to the program next week and he has promised that he has something special for both Beacon and Clarion to hear.


Thursday, October 19- 9:50 P.M.

The Paragon TV show returns from its final commercial break with an image of Alex Jumper and Fire Sumo standing on opposite sides of the ring.  Jumper is wearing green pants with a stick figure in mid-jump with one arm in the air stenciled onto the back.  Fire Sumo is dressed in dark blue spandex pants with a yellow mawashi belt stretching around his lower half and a stylized flame graphic on his right pantleg.   If there wasn’t a rotund man in those pants, the fans could easily mistake them for the world’s largest present.  Jumper and Sumo are good friends who have often competed together both as a tag team and against each other in singles competition.  The referee knows these two will fight fair, but regardless, he checks both competitors for illegal objects.  Satisfied they are free of contraband,  he signals for the match to begin.

Jumper lays the pressure on Sumo early, upsetting his balance with repeated high kicks.  Sumo attempts to counter with several clotheslines, punches, and other impactful moves that can cover a large surface area, but Jumper dodges each attempt.  Eventually, Sumo appears to have become immune to the pain of the kicks and no longer winces when hit.  He grabs Jumper’s leg as he goes in for another kick and pushes him away, spinning Jumper around as he does so.  He goes for another clothesline and this time manages to knock Jumper down although his opponent gets right back up.  Two more clotheslines and two more recoveries later, Sumo picks up Jumper in a cradle hold and suddenly lets go, dropping Jumper hard onto his back.  Sumo drags Jumper’s limp body over to a corner post and slowly climbs the ropes to the top and readies himself  to drop his large frame onto his helpless opponent.

Jumper, jerking his head around in time to see Sumo dropping toward him, rolls safely away, leaving his opponent to land flat as a pancake on the ring floor.  Jumper gets up and, hopping over to the prone Sumo, kicks him in the back of the head, sending him off to a temporary slumber.  Jumper than ascends to the top of the corner post and launches off it into a shooting star press, turning a full somersault in midair and landing on top of Sumo, knocking the wind out of him.  He lifts Sumo’s massive leg for the cover and, much to the surprise of the crowd and especially Jumper himself, he manages to get a three count and the win after only six minutes of action.

Jumper celebrates a bit with the fans giving high fives to some of the children at ringside.  When Sumo comes to, Jumper heads back into the ring and shakes hands with him showing that there are no hard feelings between the two.  It’s an emotional scene which culminates with Sumo lifting Jumper up on his shoulders as cheers of joy rain down from the fans.  Jumper asks for a microphone which Sumo fetches for him.

“It’s an honor to perform for all of you guys,” Jumper tells the fans.  “Every match is so much fun.  But right now, we’re on a mission.  There’s a guy named Clarion who thinks he’s all high and mighty just because he’s got the title.  Well, I’m here to tell him and all of you that it takes more than gold to be great.  It takes heart, it takes determination, and most important of all, it takes love for everything you do to be great.  I promise you, I’m going to train my hardest to prepare for Clarion, and if I beat him…  No, when I beat him, I’m going to become the new Paragon Elite champion!”  With this thought, Jumper takes in the adulation of the fans, and the show closes with the fans going ballistic for their new top contender.

A commercial for next week’s show plays, stating that there will be a contract signing for Clarion and Alex Jumper’s Elite title match.  If professional wrestling contract signings of the past are any indication, this one will not be any more civil than the others have been.  In addition, a special edition of the interview segment, “The Cannon Ross Exam,” will be held with special guest Beacon.  Cannon Ross, a former professor of broadcasting at the University of Illinois at Chicago, has been known to ask hard questions to the Paragon stars, so there should be some promising revelations about Beacon, his relationship with Clarion, and what he thinks of Ricky Bolero.  Speaking of which, Bolero has promised to show up next week with a special message for Clarion and Beacon.  Will they like what he has to say, or will they be further enraged?


We crowned a new number one contender and introduced some new characters this week.  What did you think of them?  We’ve also got some huge events set up for next week, and even though there weren’t any actual matches mentioned in that commercial at the end, remember that anything can happen in pro wrestling (especially fictional wrestling!), and even the most civil interviews can turn into matches on a dime.  Leave your thoughts in the comments, and stay tuned for next week’s Paragon Fantasy Wrestling!

Paragon Fantasy Wrestling Part 1: Clarion vs. Ricky Bolero

Thursday, February 21st, 2013

Paragon Fantasy Wrestling ArenaWhen I first thought about starting a blog, I wanted to make sure it reflected my interests.  I also wanted to use my interests as inspiration for new writing projects.  The following pro wrestling story is the first in what I hope will be a regular series.  The wrestling promotion and wrestlers featured within it are completely from my imagination.  Nothing in this story is meant to resemble any real-world wrestling companies or personalities; if they do, these similarities are purely coincidental.  Paragon Fantasy Wrestling is an idea that has been close to my heart for quite some time now.  I hope you like it.  If you would like to see more, please let me know.

First, a little background information to get us started.  Paragon Fantasy Wrestling is a small independent professional wrestling promotion based in Peoria, Illinois.  It has been operating for only five years, but it has already garnered some impressive reviews from fans and has been one of the featured promotions in the “indies”  column in Pro Wrestling Illustrated.  Its signature style is a hybrid of traditional Southern “athletic” wrestling and the entertainment-focused style of its more monolithic and world-famous neighbor, WWE.  This unique mixture has made for some interesting wrestling shows for Paragon’s fans.

Paragon Wrestling’s most notable competitor at the moment is a man simply known as Clarion.  According to the company’s programs and website, as well as various interviews he has given in the past, he believes himself to be a Greek god.  A strong man with a mighty right-hand knockout punch and surprising agility for someone of his considerable size and build, Clarion has fought his way to the top of the rankings and won the Paragon Elite Championship, the promotion’s highest honor.  He has held the title for the past four months, fighting off competition from both within Paragon and from other wrestling promotions around the country.  He appears to be virtually unstoppable.  Tonight, he is fighting the number one contender to his title, Ricky Bolero.

Ricky Bolero is a self-proclaimed “urban cowboy” from Peoria’s lower east side.  He is frequently seen at the city’s major social events, and, having endeared himself to children and adults alike, he is generally regarded as a likable fellow.  He is the fans’ favorite.  Normally filling a comedic role during most Paragon shows, Bolero has become a more serious competitor as of late, partly due to recent injuries taking out some of the more prominent wrestlers and partly because he is tired of being perceived of as a joke among the wrestling community.  With the fans’ ardent support, he has been on a fiery winning streak and recently won a battle royal to earn a shot against Clarion.  On the last episode of the local Paragon Fantasy Wrestling TV show, Bolero bellowed to all that would listen, “I appreciate all the support the fans have given me.  Now, it’s time to knock this so-called ‘god’ off his pedestal.  Let’s do it to it!  Awoooo, baby!”  All that is now left to determine is whether or not Ricky really can unseat Clarion and earn the title.  So, we begin.


Thursday, October 12-9:30 P.M.

It is exactly 9:30 P.M. on a somewhat chilly Thursday night at the Paragon Fantasy Wrestling Arena in downtown Peoria.  The crowd’s mood has risen and fallen as the heroes and villains of the promotion have exchanged wins all night long.  At the moment, they are  in good spirits, and they cannot wait for the main event to start.  The ring announcer, Johnny Mouthpiece, emerges from the curtains from the back of the arena and makes his way into the ring.  Holding his microphone very close to his mouth, his deep bass voice shouts to the crowd, “It is now time for our…MAIN EVENT!  Are you ready?”  The crowd responds with an emphatic “Yesssss!”

Jonny’s voice vibrates as he addresses the crowd.  “All righty then!  This contest, set for one fall with a one-hour time limit, is for the Paragon Fantasy Wrestling Elite Championship!”  The crowd erupts with applause and whoops.  “Rhinestone Cowboy” starts playing over the arena’s public address system.  “Introducing first, the challenger.  From the lower east side, weighing in at 256 pounds, the “Urban Cowboy,” Ricky Boooooolero!”  The crowd starts chanting in a steady rhythm, “Ricky! Ricky!” as the hero they have pinned their hopes on for tonight emerges from behind the curtain wearing a white Stetson cowboy hat, a black vest with the words “Let’s Get Wild” printed on the back, understated black trunks, and black old-school wrestling boots.  Bolero has a determined look on his face, as if to say, “I am going to make good on my word.  No fooling around tonight.”  He climbs through the ropes and ascends to the top turnbuckle of the northeast corner, takes off his hat, and waves to the crowd.  He works his way clockwise around the ring to the other three turnbuckle corners, greeting his fans at each.  He gets down from the final corner and turns toward the entrance way in anticipation of his opponent’s arrival.

“And his opponent, from the Hall of the Gods, weighing in at 262 pounds, he is the Paragon Wrestling Elite Champion, Clarion!”  The crowd boos the champion’s name as he steps through the curtain, resplendent in a silver silk tunic with gold trim, an ivy leaf crown, gold trunks, and red wrestling boots.  He boldly walks down the center aisle, ignoring fans’ outstretched hands and the derisive signs in the crowd with images of him in which his head is replaced by a toilet, accompanied by some very colorful phrases  – none of them flattering.  Clarion’s eyes remain fixated on only one person, Bolero in the middle of the ring.  He has been following this challenger’s progress for weeks, and he now realizes that there is no other recourse but for him to decisively beat Bolero tonight.  He has a rough plan in mind for how to handle this situation, but he will still need to fend off his opponent’s attacks until it is the right time to strike.

Once both opponents are in the ring, the referee takes the championship belt from Clarion and holds it up for everyone in attendance to see, just in case anyone doesn’t realize the title is on the line (of course, the importance of the match is universally recognized, but traditions like this are still carried out for the sake of formality).  The title is given to the timekeeper for safekeeping, the bell is rung, and the match begins in earnest.  Clarion gets in some early offense, landing several punches to Bolero’s midsection.  Bolero responds in kind with some blows of his own.  The champion goes for a simple armdrag takedown by grabbing Bolero’s arm and flipping him in a full circle, but the “Urban Cowboy” manages a catlike landing on his feet and hits a dropkick on Clarion’s chest, knocking him down to the ground.  Bolero goes for a quick cover, but the champ kicks out before the ref can even count to one.

Both wrestlers return to neutral stances, staring holes into each other’s heads from across the ring.  They approach each other slowly, locking hands in a test of strength in the middle of the ring.  Clarion looks to have the advantage due to his more developed musculature, but the crowd rallies behind Bolero who shifts the momentum and breaks the lock by turning the hold into an Irish whip and sends the champ into the ropes.  Clarion bounces back off the ropes and into Bolero’s waiting arms.  The challenger lifts his opponent into a fireman’s carry over his head and slams him hard onto the canvas.  He attempts another cover and gets past one before the kickout.  The crowd remains transfixed on the ring; they know it is still early in the match and that the champion is still fairly resilient at this stage of the game.

Clarion gets his chance for some offense by lifting Bolero up for a modified inverted neckbreaker.  The gentle arc of the champion’s cradle sends Bolero’s head crashing to the mat, causing some viewers to turn their heads away from the ring in fear.  Clarion scrambles to turn Bolero over for a cover; he gets a two-count for his efforts.  Undaunted, the champ backs up to the ropes.  While the challenger is trying to recover his balance, Clarion charges, with a wild clothesline targeting Bolero’s neck.  Bolero hits the mat hard on his back.  Clarion covers him again but only gets another two count.  Frustrated that he is only getting twos, the champ tries kicking the “Cowboy” in the head as he gets up from the canvas, but Bolero suddenly ducks the kick, grabs Clarion’s legs, and rolls him into a collegiate-style “schoolboy package” pinning combination.  This wrestling “ball” is maintained for only a two-count before Clarion kicks out, but the crowd erupts with excitement at the prospect of their hero having come so close to putting Clarion away.

The momentum shifts back and forth for the next ten minutes with every side of the ring seeing a little bit of action.  The fight periodically spills outside of the ring as a result of a suplex or whip from both opponents, and the crowd becomes more excited each time the grapplers get close to where they are sitting.  The action is fast and frenzied without any sign of the match ending.  Soon, however, Bolero begins chaining moves together effectively, slowly wearing down Clarion’s stamina.  The champion appears to be weakening; one big, impactful move from Bolero could spell the end for Clarion, a thought which is greatly appealing to the crowd.   

Bolero starts clapping in a steady rhythm, a signal for his fans to clap along with him.  Together, they start generating a loud, thundering noise which seems to fill the entire arena.  The challenger uses this great momentum to lift Clarion high over his head for everyone to see, in preperation for the patented, earth-shattering Super Stampede powerslam.  Just as he has the champ over his head upside-down and primed for the decisive move, however, another person, dressed in a gold tunic similar to Clarion’s but with green trimming, appears and starts down the entrance ramp toward the ring.  This unknown figure scrambles onto the outside ring ledge, and begins shouting loudly, “This match must stop!  Cease this contest immediately!”  The crowd begins booing  and the referee crosses the ring to him with an order to get away from the ring.  This is the planned distraction Clarion has been waiting for!  Still positioned over Bolero’s head and in front of the entire crowd, Clarion deftly slips brass knuckles, which have been well hidden in a secret pocket, out of his trunks and onto his right hand.  With a powerful knockout blow, he hits the challenger squarely in the head, knocking him out.  With the crowd roaring, they both fall to the canvas.   Clarion lands squarely on his feet, and just as fast as he slipped the brass knuckles on, he has them off and back into the secret pocket in his trunks.  Having sent the intruder to the back and oblivious to the illegal weapon which has just been employed, the referee turns his attention back to the match.  

With gusto, Clarion convincingly covers the already unconscious Bolero.  The ref starts counting, “One…two…three!”  and the crowd loudly protests the obvious miscarriage of justice which has just occurred.  Clarion, having successfully retained his belt, celebrates as only a “man-god” can, hoisting the title up, strutting about the ring, and giving mighty whoops of elation as if he had won the state lottery.  Bolero is still unconscious in the middle of the ring.  A team of paramedics bring a strectcher to the ring and work to lift Bolero onto it and back behind the curtain  – all to the anger and dismay of his fans.  Clarion takes the time to afflict mocking bows on the crowd as he taunts them saying, “Thank you!  Thank you for all of your rightful praise!”  He then leaves the ring and makes his way backstage.  He turns and makes one final bow to no one in particular before leaving through the curtains to a chorus of boos. 


Thus concludes the first episode of “Paragon Fantasy Wrestling.”  Clarion is still the Paragon Elite champion after a very exciting and chaotic match, but some big questions were raised as a result of what happened.  Will he be able to keep the title in the weeks to come?  Will Ricky Bolero seek revenge and a rematch?  Who else will rise up to the “Challenge of the Gods?”  Who is the mysterious gold and green-clad figure who helped Clarion to win his fraudulant victory?  Stay tuned for more!

I have plenty of other ideas and characters for future installments of Paragon Fantasy Wrestling.  If you are interested in seeing them, let me know in the comments.  If you have any ideas for characters you would like to see in this new world, please leave a message with the character’s ring name, hometown, and finishing maneuver (you can also give a brief description of his or her appearance if you wish).  Thank you for reading, and I hope to see you soon for more Paragon Fantasy Wrestling stories!