The unmistakably BULKY figure of the 'Bulkster', Bulk Logan can be seen standing in a glitzy gym (like in Rocky II), surrounded by a sea of young women half his age (sorta like Rocky II), each one vying for his attention under the disco ball (I think like Rocky II? It's been a minute...)
"Look around, brother! The Bulkster's living the high life! Soaking in the love of all these beautiful Bulkamaniacs! But you know what's really on my mind, dude? The fact that the Judge still can't seem to make up his mind on what he has to say about our upcoming match, jack!"
One of the women hands Bulk a sparkling drink. He takes a sip and continues, "It's like you're in a courtroom of confusion, brother! I think the Judge's got a case of cold feet, dude. Probably staring at that big yellow streak running down Dolly Waters' spine and wondering if his runs further!"
A lady in a red dress giggles and pipes in, "Maybe he needs a 'jury of his peers' to help him out!" Bulk winks at her appreciatively.
"That's right, sister!" Bulk exclaims while pointing to her. "But let me tell you, even if the Judge gathered every Misfit peer he had, brother, they'd all unanimously decide on one thing thing to be true, dudes: the Bulkster's gonna take that TV Championship shot right out of his grimy little paws, brother, and then I'm gonna rise right back up to where I was before, dude! Television Champion! As far as the Judge's verdict against the Bulkster!? GUILTY!! Damn right, dudes! Guilty of being the most electrifying force in all of wrestling!"
"Now Judge, you can hide behind your gavel, your robe, and to the very last minute, dude! But when it comes to YOUR judgment day at Relentless, you're gonna be begging the Bulkster for a recess, brother!"
Gesturing to the sea of women around him, he chuckles, "And while you're out there trying to figure out your closing statements, the Bulkster's here, surrounded by beauty, ready to reclaim his throne as the king of TV! The XWF Television Championship? I've never held it brother, but it's got my name written all over it, dude!"
Bulk flexes his muscles, eliciting cheers from the crowd of girls around him. "So, Judge, dude, grab your gabble, dust off that robe, prepare your best defenses, and get ready for a trial like no other. Because when Bulkamania runs wild in that ring, the only sentence you'll be getting is a lifetime of regret!"
Raising his glass high, Bulk Logan toasts to the crowd and the camera, "To the future TV Champion, and to the downfall of 'The Judge' before he could pass his first criminal verdict!"
"Whatcha gonna do, brother, when the Bulkster and all of TV come crashing down on YOOOOOOOOU?!"
Fade to hype card!
VICTOR THE JUDGE MENTAL
- vs -
DOLLY WATERS
- vs -
BULK LOGAN
Standard Triple Threat
Winner receives a TV Title Shot |
Bulk continues to enjoy the ladies company, but now that the camera's are off, their interest in HIM seems to be waning...