The Tokyo Dome, Tokyo Japan
October 19, 2008
Jayson Burrows comes strutting into his office, after the actions of Parental
Advisory Jayson has a extra bounce in his step. He tosses his bag onto of his
desk, and is surprised when his Office chair turns around to face Jayson, and
its Maddox who is sitting in the chair. Maddox tosses his feet on Jayson's desk
Jayson Burrows: "Ah Maddox, thanks for keeping my seat warm, and I must say the whole..."
Jayson points to Maddox's face
Jayson Burrows: "It looks to be healing up perfect, you know what they say Chicks dig battle scars, and you got a few."
He smirks
Jayson Burrows: "But I'm sure your here to bitch and moan about something correct? So lets cut to the chase shall we"
Brandon Maddox takes a spin in his chair. He looks around the office.
Brandon Maddox: This is a nice office once again. I'm really impressed with the office you have here. I heard Evans had an office, but I have not checked it out yet...It is such a new smell to it. Didn't I tell you Burrows, you were going to meet Doom?
Jayson Burrows: "Ah I see you get your ass handed to you last week and now your going a different direction with the scare tatics? Maddox you really are to perdectable my friend, but like I also told you last week I'm not scared. Not of you not of D oom. So Why don't y ou just go shine Doom's mask and worry about Jinx tonight and allow me to run my place of work"
Brandon Maddox: No more tactics
Doom comes out of the shadows of Burrow's office. He stands about two inches behind Burrows.
Brandon Maddox: Oh man, this will be a good one.
Jayson Burrows: "What? What's the big joke mate?"
Burrows turns and damn near falls over at the sight of Doom
Jayson Burrows: "Son of a Bitch, you could have said something. Damn near gave me a heart attack."
Burrows tries to regain his composer
Jayson Burrows: "What is this, a fucking intervention?"
Maddox still sitting his chair, starts to look through Burrow's desk. Doom grabs Burrow's by the neck. He holds him the air.
Doom: I want the World Champion next month! I would advise you say yes, or a world of pain will be brought to you.
*Cough*
*Cough*
Jayson Burrows: "It's yours if you survive up to Thankful Sins."
*Cough*
*Cough*
Jayson Burrows: "Now if you would be so kind to release me before I change my mind!"
Doom lets go of the chokehold. Brandon Maddox stands up, and pulls a contract out of the back of his pocket. He puts it on the desk, and faces it Burrow's way. He gets a pen out, and he hands the pen to Burrows.
Brandon Maddox: If you could be so kind to sign this contract, everything will be just fine. You know what Burrows, you are a smart man.
Brandon Maddox smiles.
Jayson Burrows: "If it gets you and the giant Tin can out of my office, Ill gladly sign this match contract"
He signs it and tucks it into the pocket of Maddox. Brandon Maddox fixes Burrow's jacket up a bit.
Brandon Maddox: Glad you see it our way Burrows.
I remember when all the games began
Remember every little lie and every last goodbye
Promises you broke, words you choked on
and I never walked away
it's still a mystery to me
Scenes of the past three weeks are shown, from Chad Vargas dressing up and helping Doom to a victory over Requiem, followed by the attack that left Requiem laying in the ring a bloody mess strapped inside a straight jacket, to Last week where Requiem, Jinx, Porter MaCleoad, and Eric Evans created the Plague of Karnage and the bloody mess that was Brandon Maddox laying motionless
Well I'm so empty
I'm better off without you and you're better off without me
Well you're so unclean
I'm better off without you and you're better off without me
The video shows some of the bloodiest works Japan Horror flicks have to offer, we see beheadings, people sliced right down the middle, Arms and other limbs just being ripped apart, until the camera lens is filled with its very own Crimson Mask
The lying, the bleeding, the screaming
Was tearing me apart
The hatred, deceiving, the beatings; it's over
Clips of Porter MaCleod and Reuben MaCleod destroying Meagan Tallet, followed by David Gunn ripping shit since See No Evil, also has Porter signing a WU contract and a epic showdown of the two
Paint the mirrors black to forget you
I still picture your face and the way you used to taste
Roses in a glass, dead and wilted
To you this all was nothing
Everything to you is nothing
There is an explosion of Blood and a load scream as the camera pans around the SOLD out Tokyo Dome, followed by a spry of Crimson colored pyro as the arena lights are turned on and the camera goes to ring side
Eric Mark: Welcome everyone to Wrestling Unplugged’s return to PPV…and WELCOME TO THE BLEEDING!
Alex Horn: And there is sure to be plenty of Bloodshed here tonight
Eric Mark: Tonight EVERY WU championship will be on the line
Alex Horn: Isn’t every title on the line every PPV?
Eric Mark: Well…Yea…I was just trying…
Alex Horn: You were just being the dick you are every week
Eric Mark: You know what Lex, I was just trying something fresh
Alex Horn: That’s odd, Your wife said the same thing that one night in Vegas
Eric Mark: You sonofa…
Alex Horn: Dude, take it easy. I wouldn’t tap your wife, she’s like 400 pounds, and I don’t care what you say that’s way to much Cushion!
Eric Mark: I know you wouldn’t…HEY! Your saying you wouldn‘t even think about poking her?
Alex Horn: Not at all, I just don’t find her attractive.
Eric Mark: Well to me she happens to be the most beautiful women on the earth
Alex Horn: And to me she looks like Biz Markie
Eric Mark: What the hell Lex?!?
Alex Horn: Dude, just be happy I aint poking her
Eric Mark: And with that we send it to Samantha
Eric Mark: Our first match tonight, is a debut for one, and a Food Stamp chance for the other.
Alex Horn: Food Stamps rock
Eric Mark: What?
Alex Horn: Don’t act surprise E, I’m a Food Stamp baby bitch!
Eric Mark: Why?
Alex Horn: Why ask Why
Samantha: Are Opening contest is scheduled for One Fall…Ladies and Gents GIVE IT UP FOR 4:20 KID
The Words "Where's My Money" pops up the screen as the fans begin staring at the ramp way. Jonathan Davis' classic rock star voice began singing "Got Money" as a cloud of purple hazy stuff filled the arena. Moment's later, the notorious 4-2-0-K-I-D appear from behind the curtain with a Newport in his mouth and a cigarillo behind his ear. He makes his way down the aisle slapping hands with eager fans, head banging into the ring.
Samantha: And now please welcome his challenger for tonight…CHRIS LEGEND
Arena lights go dark and neon lights start flashing around the arena, rock show like smoke and fire start up as Chris Legend walks out on to the entrance stage wearing a Metallica Ride the Lightning T Shirt, shorts and black and white Nike Tennis shoes. In his right hand he has a glass bottled Pepsi he holds it up and takes a drink, then starts walking down the ramp, he climbs the ring steps and enters the ring, he climbs the second rope and takes another drink of his pepsi and climbs down and awaits for his opponent.
Kid shakes his head then approaches Chris. They both begin to lock up. Kid gets a handful of Chris’ hair and slams him down to the mat face first. As Chris is on the floor, Kid throws himself down trying to execute an elbow drop but Chris rolls away. Legend gets to his feet and catches Kid by his throat and slamming him backwards to the mat. Chris picks him back up and slams him down once more for impact. Chris nods his head and Kid moves to get back to his feet. Chris then grabs Kid’s arm and starts to perform a clothesline but Kid reverses it and throws Chris.
Chris Legend leans against the ropes for a few moments catching his breath. He then pushes himself spinning back towards Kid and jumps locking his legs around Kid’s waist. Kid hoist him up in midair but then Chris tuck in between Kid’s legs and rolls under him and goes for the pin.
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Kid kicks out.
Eric Mark: Damn did you see him go under between his legs?
Alex Horn: Dude, what did I tell you about the Homo shit? This isn’t the Ellen Degeneres show, Keep that shit to yourself!
Eric Horn: Hey that happens to be one of my favorite afternoon shows!
Alex Horn: Dude, do you still have a set of balls?
As Kid is getting to his feet, Chris kicks him in the stomach. Chris then grabs Kid trying to throw him to the ropes but Kid reverses the move towards him once again. Kid ends up slamming Legend to the turnbuckle. Kid then darts towards Chris with a spinning heel kick. Chris hits his back against the turnbuckle even harder. Kid starts to sprint once more towards Chris. Legend wraps his legs around Kid’s neck while holding his body up with the turnbuckle and ropes.
Alex Horn: I swear if you say anything about the move there I will choke you straight!
Eric Mark: What? They are not doing a porno, Lex. They are actually getting at each other’s throats.
Alex Horn: Dude, just stop
Kid struggles for a moment and then pulls Chris’ legs over his head and throws Chris over the ropes. Chris catches himself with the ropes and is hanging off the apron. Kid sprints towards him and kicks Chris in the back from inside the ring. Chris falls and slams to the hard cold floor. Weener then runs to check on Chris. Kid lets out a laugh as he paces the ring, he grabs a drag of a cigarette from the timekeeper
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Chris gets up and moves towards the ring. As he approaches, Kid kicks him right in the face. Chris falls back as he holds his nose. The two men roll away and get back onto their feet. Kid grabs Chris by the head and drops Chris with a deadly DDT. Kid walks over and kicks Chris Legend in the head. Then he kicks him in the shoulder. Kid begins to laugh as he raises his arm back to punch Chris. Before Kid could connect his punch, Chris Legend punches him in the stomach. Kid then doubles over and Chris comes up with a high knee to the face so hard that they both stagger backwards. Chris Legend then gets to his feet and throws Kid to the ropes. As Kid bounces off, BChris grabs him and slams him to the mat for a pin.
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Kid kicks out. 4:20 Kid rolls away and they both get to their feet. Kid then grabs Chris and hoist him in the air, placing Chris on his shoulders. Kid then spins around quickly and drops Chris Legend with a spinning Stunner. Kid locks up the leg and goes for a pin.
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Chris kicks out and rolls away. Kid slams his hands to the mat with a mad expression on his face. Legend leans against the turnbuckle and catches his breath once more. Kid walks over to him and takes Chris Legend by the back of the neck and slams him forward executing a Snapmare.
Alex Horn: A Snapmare? Who does that anymore?
Legend sits up and Kid kneels down putting Legend in a choke hold. Chris struggles and digs his hands in Kid’s face. As the two fight it off, Legend manages to turn his body inward, facing Kid. Legend then punches him on the side of the face and Kid lets go of his hold. Legend shoves Kid against the ropes.
Kid snaps out of it and approaches Legend. Kid then grabs Chris by the shoulders. Legend flares his arms in the way and breaks from Kid. Legend then punches Kid in the face and then kicks him in the stomach. Kid doubles over. Legend punches him once more. Chris Legend then throws Kid to the ropes, and as Kid is spinning back, Legend hits him with a clothesline. Kid is sent to the mat. Moments later, Kid is back to his feet and sprints towards Chris. Legend elbows Kid right in the face. Kid falls to the mat yet quickly recovers to his knees. Chris Legend slams Kid down face first. He rolls 4:20 Kid over and goes for a pin.
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Kid kicks out, gets to his feet and runs back towards Chris Legend. Legend pushes himself against the ropes and hits Kid with a flying cross body, sending him to the floor. Chris pulls Kid up and begins to throw him to the ropes but Kid once again reverses it on him and slams Legend toward the turnbuckle. Kid then drop kicks Legend. Chris begins to fall and Kid locks his arm around Chris Legend and executes a Bulldog. Kid picks him up and then throws Chris back to the turnbuckle. Chris thinks fast and wraps his legs around Kid and performs a Hurracarana. Chris Legend then goes for the pin.
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4:20 Kid kicks outs and rolls away. Chris Legend gets to his feet and stomps Kid in the stomach. Kid squirms and Chris steps back smiling. He watches as Kid struggles to get back up. Kid scuttles towards him grabbing Chris Legend and picks him up and drops him with a Powerdriver, Kid waist no time as he leaps to the top rope, taunts to the crowed and flips in the air crashing down on Chris Legend with the Dime Bag Special!
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Samantha: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…4:20 KID!!!!!
“Get Money” begins to play over the arena and the crowd cheers. Kid rolls out the ring and grabs his cigarette from the timekeeper and lights it up as he makes his way up the ramp
Brandon Maddox is seen backstage, He appears to be talking to himself as he paces.
Brandon Maddox: Everything is falling into place, All of them fuckers are going to pay for attacking me."
He continues pacing.
Brandon Maddox: The Alliance has everything but One Important piece...And after tonight that missing puzzle piece will be added and WU shall meet it's DOOM!"
He pulls out a cell phone and dials a number. He waits a few seconds as the phone rings finally he stutters out a first greeting.
Brandon Maddox: Hey man, how ya been?
…Pause…
Brandon Maddox: It’s me, Brandon Maddox, You know the Richest son of a bitch in WU…I know you know who I am. Listen, I know I’m probably the last person you expected to hear from…but listen. I’ve in a tight spot that I really can’t get myself out of…and this isn’t a last ditch effort or anything, it’s just that you’re the only person I know that can get the job done and help sway the power struggle
…Pause…
Brandon: I can’t discuss it over the phone, what do you say come on down, I heard your in Tokyo So stop by. And Ill see you when you get here
He hangs up the phone and looks into the camera with a big ass smile
Eric Mark: Now we have are next match of the night, and it’s a match to determined the number one contender to the Short Circuit Championship
Alex Horn: Don’t you mean the Prime Time Championship?
Eric Mark: At the moment it’s still the Short Circuit championship
Alex Horn: But it will become the Prime Time championship, weather David Gunn wins or not
Eric Mark: Still David Gunn is the Short Circuit Champion, thus the winner is to declare the number one contender for that current championship
Alex Horn: What if the world wasn’t made up of Bullshit?
Eric Mark: What?
Alex Horn: Exactly!
Samantha: Are next match up for the night, is to determined the number one contender for the PRIME TIME CHAMPIONSHIP
Alex Horn: In your face E
Eric Mark: Just because a beautiful lady doesn’t agree with me doesn’t mean anything!
Alex Horn: Sounds like this happens to you a lot
Samantha: Introducing first making his WU debut…People of Japan…GIVE IT UP FOR…J….P….KNUCKLE!
"What More Can I Say?" by Jay-Z hits the speakers, and the fans start to cheer as JP Knuckle walks through the curtain. JP makes his way down the isle giving love to the fans. JP climbs to the ring apron and starts to enter the ring and puts one leg through the ropes and stops. He starts humping the second rope a few times then finally enters the ring.
Samantha: And now welcome his opponent…GIVE IT UP FOR TROY GAFGEN!
Perfect Insanity hits and the arena goes pitch black. We then see smoke from the entrance ramp. Then red pyro explode and Troy Gafgen walks out from the curtain. He waves to the fans and slaps some of the fans hands as he walks down to the ring. He then goes into the ring and raises his arms which sets off more pyro as the crowd cheers him.
JP takes off and spears Troy to the ground. JP jumps up and throws his hands in the air as the crowd cheers at the sudden impact. Troy tries to get up but JP stomps a low blow that leaves Troy screaming with pain.
Eric Mark: JP is letting Troy Gafgen know that he isn’t up for all that extra play.
Alex Horn: But right on the nuts? Man, I’m hurting just sitting here.
Eric Mark: Well it’s not like Nightmare is running around fertilizing the women of the world.
Alex Horn: When was the last time you was fertilizing someone?
Eric Mark: Well, I have never fertilized anyone, both my wife and I have decided to wait on children
Alex Horn: Dude the though of you and your wife rolling around like to walruses is enough to kill any hope of a hard on I could ever have with a Japan Groupie
Troy rolls over in pain. JP starts to laugh at him insanely. Troy get s to his feet and JP jumps off the ropes and hits him with a Spinning Heel Kick, sending Troy back to the mat. JP goes for the pin.
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Troy Gafgen kicks out.
JP stands to his feet and Gafgen does the same. JP grabs Troy by the arm and prepares to throw him over the ropes but Troy reverses it and throws JP against the ropes. JP bounces and Troy hits him with a clothesline sending JP down.
JP gets right back to his feet and Troy executes a running Harriacarana. JP falls back to the mat. Troy climbs the ropes, and performs a senton right on top of him. Troy rolls over and goes for the pin.
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JP kicks out.
Troy stumbles to get up and JP hits him with a sweep leg kick sending Troy back to the floor. JP gets to his feet and picks Troy up by the waist and throws him outside of the ring.
Eric Mark: It’s about time we see something special from Troy
Alex Horn: HaHa you just said Troy used to ride the small bus to school
Troy is now on the ground of the outside of the ring. JP gets to the top of the turnbuckle and executes a corkscrew plancha suicide on top of Troy. JP gets to his feet and the crowd cheers his name. He walks over to the guardrail as Troy is down on the ground.
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He’s all smiles and gives a couple of people some high fives.
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JP then walks over Troy and punches him following by grabbing his body and throwing him back into the ring.
Alex Horn: Holy shit, WU has a face!
Eric Mark: And your surprised why?
Alex Horn: Dude were the Goth kingdom of Promotions, Sometimes I think these people just now the word BOO
JP slides under the ropes and walks over to Gafgen who is catching his breath. JP then puts his elbow out and right before he drops Gafgen rolls away. JP crashes to the mat with a puzzled look on his face. Gafgen gets to his feet and hits JP with a shinning wizard. JP body falls towards his other side.
Troy stands over him glaring. He pulls JP by the neck and executes a pile driver quickly. JP falls to the mat and Gafgen makes his way to the turnbuckle. There he climbs to the top and jumps off and lands on JP’s stomach with a stomp.
JP’s body jerks from underneath and Troy then lands on his feet after landing on JP’s stomach. Troy turns around and sets JP up for his finisher Mental Breakdown then goes for the pin.
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JP kicks out.
Eric Mark: I thought Troy had him there.
Alex Horn: Nah, that move was more like a bee-sting if anything.
Troy gets to his feet as JP does the same. They both lock up and Troy throws JP to the ropes. As JP bounces back he hits Troy with a lariat to the ground. Troy rolls around trying to get to his feet and he does, Troy grabs JP and executes his the Mental Breakdown, The crowd goes insane and Troy goes for the pin.
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Samantha: And your winner......TROY GAFGEN!
"Perfect Insanity" by Disturbed begins to play and Troy slides out of the ring without looking back. JP remains on the floor looking devastated.
Alex Horn: I told you Troy wasn't gonna let him get this.
Eric Mark: JP tried.
Alex Horn: If you want to say that, I guess he did
Johnny Hall is seen walking into the arena, to the utter surprise to the whole Tokyo crowed.
A stage hand rushes to let Jayson know about Hall's presence.
StageHand: Sir, Johnny Hall is here
Jayson Burrows: There's a name I haven't heard for a while, and you said he's here?
Stage Hand: Sir he just got here
Jayson Burrows: I better go see what the hell he is up to
Jayson gets up from his desk but before he can even leave Hall walks into his office
Jayson Burrows: Look who's craweld out the dumpster that is life
Johnny Hall: It's good to see a offspring of a Hooker and a crack head, how' sthat case of Warts coming by the way?
Jayson Burrows: funny, I see hitting the age of 90 hasn't slowed you down any, but enough with the small talk, why are you here?
Johnny Hall: To make your life a living hell
Jayson Burrows: Really? Correct me if I'm wrong but the name on the margiue says Wrestling Unplugged and not Barely Legal Wrestling Alliance
Johnny Hall: It would have if you havent drove it into the ground
Jayson Burrows: Sure blame me, thats like saying JWF could have surived the 67 takes
Johnny Hall: Doesn't matter any more, since I'm WU's Director Of Operations now
Jayson Burrows: The fuck you are
Johnny Hall hands Burrows a contract signed by the Board of Directors of WU and there Tokyo partners
Jayson Burrows: Who's dick you suck to pull this off Hall?
Johnny Hall: Funny, but really once you made the company a partner with the Tokyo department, they became intrested in WU. And lets say they weren't happy with what was going on, I mean you've been open a mounth and already have a power struggle going on. Not good. So they called someone with some exprience to over sea your moves. Also gave me a few shares in WU to make sure I get the job done, and if something were to happen to you...Then I would be running the show
Jayson Burrows: You do know, I am going to do everything that I can to get this overturned and send you back to the street corner you craweld in from
Johnny Hall turns to walk away
Johnny Hall: Good luck with that
He walks outside the office and looks at Santiago
Johnny Hall: Santiago really? This place really has gone to the dogs
Eric Mark: Up next we have a match that would crown the newest One Shot champion, but there has been a slight change in the card, as only Four members of WU signed up for the chance CJ Rand has made this match a Falls Count Anywhere, Fatal Four-way match.
Alex Horn: Bout time we get some good changes
"Kids Aren't Alright" by The Offspring starts to play as the crowd gets pumped for Drake Daniels. The lights start to flicker on and off as a light dusting starts to crowd the entrance ramp. A set of pyro goes off as Drake Daniels makes his way out just as the guitar picks up. He makes his way down the ramp ready to go. He slides in underneath the bottom rope, then pops up to the crowds reaction. He runs the ropes one time before settling down in the corner and awaiting the match's start
Samantha: Making his way to the ring standing 5’11 and weighing in at 225 pounds… DRAKE DANIELS!!!
The arena darkens and the hard drumming often associated with "Metalgulus" By Alter Bridge Smoke fills the entrance way but 420 by KottonMouth kings starts on the PA. at the 20 second mark David walks out with Samantha Blaze on his back and smiles Cheesy as Samantha hops off and takes David's arm walking with him down the ramp. David looks around at the arena and smiles. as they pass the Camera Samantha pulls her Shirt to the side and shows off her Bra strap holding 2 Joints. David gets on the Ring apron and does the puff puff pass sign to the crowd before getting. David stops every thing expect the music and starts Break Dancing on the floor. as David gets back up he faces his corner and Samantha kissing her deeply, and then Smells her bra Strap smelling his Joints. before turning back around and gets ready to get the match going
Samantha: And the opponent standing at six-foot-two and weighing in at 215 pounds… HE IS THE CURRENT SHORT CIRCUIT CHAMPION….DAVID GUNN!!!
Rob Zombie's Dracula begins to play. After the first break the lights dim and power down like there is a power outage. Once the intro is over a light shines up from the stage. A column of vapor begins to rise up. Twilight rises from the stage. His eyes remain closed as a pillar of vapor rises up around his body. After several moments pass he opens his eyes and walks down the ramp. He ignores the fan's reaction to him whether good or bad and slides into the ring
Samantha: Making his way to the ring. Standing six feet tall and weighing in at 210 pounds… Ladies and Gentlemen – TWILIGHT RAYN!
Heel Hart Foundation theme plays and Nigel Riechert comes strolling down the ring
Samantha: And the final opponent of the match. Making his way to the ring, standing at five-foot-six and weighing in at 231 pounds… Nigel Riechert!
Eric Mark: Nigel making his debut here, looking to win gold in his very first shot
Alex Horn: The guy is like 50, he should be in Boga Florida not inside a WU ring
Silence vacates the building as the eruption of fans and enthusiasts everywhere cloud the arena with cheer and screams as the referee calls the bell and the four men stand around, gazing aimlessly at one another. It takes seconds for DD and DG to connect as Twilight delivers a hellacious clothesline that sends both him and Nigel over the top rope and down to the solid mats below.
Eric Mark: Well, all right! We’re finally getting some decent action going on here.
Alex Horn: Decent? That’s an overrated compliment if I ever heard one. We just witnessed a a 50 year old flying over a rope. What the hell is so decent about that?
Eric Mark: It was one hell of a clothesline, Lex.
Alex Horn: It was hella stupid, E.
Meanwhile, inside the ring, DD begins gaining the upper hand against Gunn as he starts to bend his opponent like a bow, contorting his spine until his legs give out and he’s pressed against the springboard surface. Strike after strike, DD begins to deliver an array of blows to DG’s face, before the guy pushes Drake off with all his might, flying to his feet as he now connects with the flash-assault of punches until the attack sends DD flying on his back, only to be hit by a set mud hole stomping.
Eric Mark: Look at that kid go!
Alex Horn: Go Kid, go! Look at him – losing a battle of Braun in the middle of the ring. Give me originality, or give me death. Seeing as we’re aren’t getting the first, I’ll take the latter.
Outside of the ring, Twilight drives Nigel’s body into the hard padded barricades as his screams carry out into the air. He laughs in response to his weakness and turns away to get back into the action when he’s hit dead on by Gunn’s flying torso, crashing unexpectedly upon his form. Twilight jots his mind back into the picture as he pulls himself up to his knees. Gunn begins connecting right-hand blows to his face, but the minimal effect begins to weaken as the aggression in Twilight’s eyes start take a turn for the worse.
Eric: I think were about to see some fire in this match.
Alex Horn: Well, all right then. I’ve been waiting for at least something vicious to happen. I’m getting tired of watching these fairies prance around actin’ like they’re wrestlers, or something.
Eric Mark: They are wrestlers, Lex.
Alex Horn: …or somethin’.
Nigel, quick to reply after his painful collision against the outer walls, comes back into focus, delivering rough kicks to the back of Twilight’s body. However, Gunn’s having none of that. He quickly grabs him by both the throat and gut and lifts him effortlessly into the air, only to be sent crashing to ground with a high-end drop kick from DD out of the blue. Nigel is immediately sent flying over the barricades and into the laps of Tokyo dome’s fans. In shock, he crawls and limps over the barricade, only to crash down on the rough pads filled with embarrassment.
Drake continues to take his shots at Gun’s face when Twilight grabs his throat and shoves him back. Still feeling aggressive from Gunn’s high-flying maneuver, Twilight sends his back flying onto the steel ramp, as he grabs a lead pipe lying nearly unseen at the edge of the ramp. Gunn stays smart and keeps away from the man with the weapon. As Drake finally pulls himself up, he immediately throws his hands up to signal for Twilight to calm down, but he’s quickly met with the sheer drive of metal against his cranium – blood flies everywhere as his near-limp form drops effortlessly to the ground.
Eric Mark: Damn! That was one killer blow to the face. Blood’s everywhere!
Alex Horn: Gore is the best way to go in these matches. When you get the opportunity to use a weapon to your advantage, don’t be a bitch – use a weapon to your advantage!
Still aiming to prove himself, Nigel runs and jumps on Twilight’s back, delivering punch after punch to the man’s head. He tries his hardest to gain a firm grip on him, but, like a mosquito, he latches on in the most difficult place to grip. Soon, he finally gets a hold of his hair, as he bites down on his throat in response to make him let go. Screams flood the place as he starts to punch his head as hard as possible to get his teeth out of his flesh.
Alex Horn: Bite him! Rob this match for you glory! Tell him he ain’t gonna hold a Old down!
Eric Mark: Will you quit with that? You’re harassing the poor guy.
Alex Horn: It isn’t my problem he was stupid enough to accept this match. Get him on his back! That’s his weakness!
Eric Mark: You disgust me.
Alex Horn: …and you’re just plain ugly!
As the two continue to their charade of brute enlightenment for the fans, Gunn takes the advantage and races to the unconscious Drake. He drops upon his body as the referee races to the stage and begins laying down the count.
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Drake’s arm flies high into the air, as the fans erupt in both cheer and disbelief.
Eric Mark: Whoa! I could have sworn we’d have a winner after that pin. I hadn’t seen the guy move since he got connected with pure steel.
Alex Horn: He must have been playing dead. Even I didn’t see that coming. Maybe this match won’t be so bad after all.
Eric Mark: I knew you’d come around.
Alex Horn: You’re still ugly.
Eric Mark: Whatever!
The bloody mess smears across Gunn’s body as the fallen superstar barely manages to regain his swaying composure once more on his feet. Gunn goes for a thunderous clothesline, but is declined as DD ducks and but gets nailed a hard right to his face. He swiftly kicks him in the gut and falls down fast with a DDT on the steel ramp.
Eric Mark: …and a nice DDT to the metal stage! Awesome move!
Twilight, growing annoyed with Nigel’s attack, finally grows tired and jumps high into the air, only to fall with brute force down on his back, crushing Nigel between both him and the hard pads. His grip, of course, loosens and the big guy pulls away from inside his arms, dropping a brutal elbow on her body in an attempt to vent his aggression.
Alex Horn: That is one mad, sum-bitch.
Eric Mark: I’d say.
Softly, he steps back into the picture as he delivers a hard set of punches to Drake’s already bleeding cranium. With blood everywhere, he immediately goes for a hard grapple, but is met with a scrap of the eyes as Twilight backs away. Drake quickly takes advantage of the moment by grabbing Twilight’s body tightly in his grip, attempting to land a belly-to-belly supplex when out of nowhere Gun comes flying into the superstars, breaking up the move before it could be placed in existence. Gunn races back, slamming into Nigel for support as his body goes flying into the ring post and he comes racing back, nailing the bad Boot to Gunn’s face. He falls to the stage for the pin.
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Thr…
NO!!!!
As the referee’s hand comes crashing down for the third count, Gunn is quickly met with a leg drop from Nigel. He falls quick to the ground as he begins pounding his body with everything he has. Nigel pulls from within his pocket a set of brass knuckles. Gunn slowly pulls himself to his feet as Twilight leans against the ring in wait for one of the stars to fall. As Drake turns around, he notices the sharp flash and ducks the knuckles, as Nigel quickly counters and sends them flying dead into his nut sack. Drake is nearly in tears when she finally connects the brass knuckles to his temple, knocking the poor guy out of his ball-bruising misery.
Alex Horn: Holy Shit, he hit the nut sack and then the face! That fool is out solid! Good night, see you next week!
Eric Mark: The match isn’t done yet!
Finally, he turns around to face Twilight, as he simply mocks the old yellar with a laugh. He grunts, still angered from the way he manhandled him earlier on in the match. With full force he runs and attempts to nail him with the knuckles, only to be met in the face with a large boot. Finally seeing the advantage with all stars on the ground, Twilight lifts Nigel aggressively up on his shoulders as he begins kicking and hitting him with everything he has. He nearly looses his grip when from no where he sends him flying in a vertical position into the air as with all his force he sends her head crashing in between his legs as he delivers a beautiful True Blood!!!!!!
Eric Mark: MY GOD! THAT WAS A BRUTAL LANDING NIGEL!
Alex Horn: Is he okay? Can we get someone out here to check on him? That landing was rough.
Eric Mark: Oh, wait – he’s going for the pin.
The referee falls to the mat for the count as she places his hand over her chest.
1…
2…
3!!!!!!!!!
Samantha: Here is your winner, and the new ONE SHOT CHAMPION – TWILIGHT RAYN!
Eric Mark: And Twilight did it! He’s our new One Shot Champion!
Alex Horn: I still say we’d have a better event watching the playboy channel, but all-in-all, I actually enjoyed the match.
The camera cues backstage to Troy Johnson with a microphone in hand.
Troy: Ladies and Gentlemen, my guest at this time is none other than the self-proclaimed "Real" World Champion, Porter MacLeod.
The fans are heard booing at the mention of the name as the camera pans out with Porter stepping into sight. Porter is toting the JWF World Title on his shoulder. He is arrogantly chewing gum with his mouth open.
Troy: Porter, my first--
Porter: Eh, eh, eh...don't think so lad. It's Mr. Fucking MacLeod.
Troy: My apologies. Mr. MacLeod my first--
Porter: Eh, eh, eh....no...still didn't get it. But it's pointless trying to educate you in the proper way to interview the Worldwide Phenomenon known only as Porter Fucking MacLeod, lad.
Troy: I'm...sorry.
Porter: What was your question, anyways lad?
Troy: How do you feel about your match against David Gunn
Porter: Wait...are you asking if I am worried if he's going to beat me?
Troy: Well, in a roundabout way--
Porter: Ok, listen here Toy Johnsons...The only roundabout you know of is when you and Santifaggo slip off to a bathroom stall while no one is paying attention. And the next thing, Porter Fucking MacLeod doesn't worry if someone is going to beat them, because it just can't be done. And…
Porter looks at Troy for a second and then looks off camera.
Porter: Let me see that microphone, lad.
Troy hesitantly hands over the microphone. Porter looks off camera again and Troy looks as well, his payment for looking away is a Pay the Piper, right to the chin.
Porter: That's what you fucking get lad, for thinking that Porter MacLeod actually fears David Gumby. Now, let me show you how a real interview is done. Get your fat ass over here!
Porter motions off camera again. In a moment we see a familiar chubby face walk on screen. Percy Diamond struts onto the screen and takes a slow turn looking at the camera. He takes off his sunglasses and tosses them to the side, while winking and pursing his lips at the camera. He takes the microphone out of Porter's hand as we can hear the crowd going nuts in the arena for seeing the ever popular Percy Diamond.
Percy: Have mercy, Percy!
The crowd cheers once more as Porter has begun to roll his eyes. Percy is soaking up the fan favoritism.
Porter: Percy!
Percy: Sorry Portah, the people love them some Percy Diamond. You gotta let 'em have what they want.
Porter: Sometimes I worry if that's not really Cap'n Crunch that you eat for breakfast and a bowl of led base paint chips.
Percy: Oh, Portah. There's no sensitivity in your hostility! Let's get this gig rollin'. So, Portah MacLowd, how does it feel to have The Dirty Diamond, Percy Diamond standin in front of you.
Porter: About as good as it is to hear Grammie's got cancer and three weeks to live, why?
Percy: OW! So cold, so cold, Portah. I'm gonna need my sweater. Now, I guess I'm supposed to give you an interview.
Porter: You're supposed to lad, but I don't see it happening anytime soon, to be honest with you.
Percy: Alright, Portah. Let's go with it. So how anxious are you, Portah MacLowd. To be facing our Short Circuit Champion, David Gunn-ah?
Porter: Say that again.
Percy: Short Circuit CHampion…
Porter bends over with laughter. He contains himself and then continues.
Porter: You have a hell of a time with S sounds don't ya lad? Anyways, I don't feel a bit anxious or excited or nervous to tell you the truth, Percy.
Percy: Oh, do tell...do tell…
Porter gives Percy a concerned look.
Porter: Is it that hard to understand the concept of me not giving a shit about him? I mean, I could walk up to a paraplegiac girl and grab her tits and have more worries of her kicking my ass than I am Davy Boy.
Percy: Oh, is Portah MacLowd gonna....electrify?
Porter: Oh dear lord…
Percy: Is Portah MacLowd gonna...satisfy?
Porter: For the love of St. Pete's ghost, Percy..stop…
Percy: IS PORTAH MACLOWD GONNA....EXEMPLIFY?
Rueben: Aye!!
The camera zooms out to show Rube behind Porter, making Porter jump.
Percy: Is Portah MacLowd gonna--
Porter: PERCY!! SHUT THE FUCK UP!! What did I do in a past life? Blow up a church bus full of nuns? Tie holiday hams around the necks of a bunch of retarded kids and take them to the lion pins at the zoo? What did I fucking do to deserve this. I've surrounded myself with one lard ass with a lisp who doesn't know how to shut the fuck up, and then I've got me brother who's another lard ass who can't say anything besides AYE! Jesus H. Christ on a pogo stick in the Sahara Desert…
Porter just shakes his head and walks off camera. Percy and Rube are standing and simply watching Porter walk away.
Eric Mark: Next we have a match that I know I’ve been waiting for all night
Alex Horn: You say that every time there is a gimmick match, I’m sure you’ll say it for the Clockwork Orange House of Fun match up
Eric Mark: Excuse me for being amped for great matches
Alex Horn: Really, and here I though only Chocolate Covered Twinkies get you amped
Eric Mark: What? You have Chocolate Covered Twinkies?
Alex Horn: I stand corrected
The camera fades in rapid as the crowd goes wild as The scene cuts to the ring where four barrels are lined up in each corner. Samantha stands in the ring, riling up the audience. Weener is then spotted coming down the ramp pushing the Casket for tonight’s Casket Match
Samantha: Ladies and Gentlemen, our next match is the Casket Match
The Serpentine Offering-Dimmu Borgir blares through out the arena
Samantha: ... from Parts Unknown ... HALLOW WICKED!!!
When the beginning of The Serpentine Offering starts, the lights go out and show complete darkness. Then the path lights up blue and fog starts to rise from the walk way. When the music hits, the lights come back on, but they are blood red. Hallow Wicked steps out from behind the entrance curtain and steps onto the stage with his trench coat on. He looks around at his crowd for a few seconds. He walks down the ramp when the words start in the song, and on he stops half way and looks at a selective few fans and smiles at them. When he gets to the ring, he takes off his trench coat and looks up the ramp way and awaits his next victim
Samantha: And his foe for tonight, he heals from The Big Easy…TWILIGHT RAYN!
Rob Zombie's Dracula begins to play. After the first break the lights dim and power down like there is a power outage. Once the intro is over a light shines up from the stage. A column of vapor begins to rise up. Twilight rises from the stage. His eyes remain closed as a pillar of vapor rises up around his body. After several moments pass he opens his eyes and walks down the ramp. He ignores the fan's reaction to him whether good or bad and slides into the ring
Twilight brings up his fists, showing that he is ready for battle. Moments later Twilight is spilling over the cans of weapon all over the ring.
Eric Mark: We got a lot of goodies in there, I believe were going to see the first EVER extreme Casket match!
Alex Horn: I know…Guitars, 2x 4s, Chairs.....is that a broken door?
Eric Mark: Holy crap! This can’t be good.
Twilight strikes first slamming one of the barrels against Wicked’s chest. Wicked stumbles backward and Rayn quickly snatches a guitar near his feet and cracks it to pieces against Wicked’s head. Wicked then falls against the ropes and Twilight swings a slim metal chair across his face, sending him over the ropes and bouncing off the Casket. Twilight then jumps off the turnbuckle, just as Wicked tries to pick himself back up and cracks a 2x4 across his head.
Eric Mark: Hallow Wicked is talking a beating.
Alex Horn: I’m not so sure, he keeps getting back up, and this match just started!
The Japan crowd goes crazy and Twilight nods at the approval. Hallow wipes his face with his hand and pursues Twilight. Wicked grabs Rayn by his hair and slams his face to the turnbuckle. Wicked grabs him again and shoves him back into the ring, then jumping back in, himself. Wicked then retaliates and tosses a barrel against Wicked’s head. Wicked then scans the ring with his eyes and picked up a piece of the broken door by the handle. He chucks it down against Twilight’s shoulders and Twilight starts to bleed, as he sent to the floor. Wicked continues and stomps on Twilight’s back, as he opens the Casket door
Eric Mark: Hallow Wicked just reversed the beating!
Alex Horn: I heard that fool has many tricks….Guess he’s showing them all now.
Wicked then grabs Twilight and lifts him up for a few seconds and throws him over the ropes. Twilight lands like a rock bouncing inside the casket. Twilight is in a sitting position with his body sitting inside the Casket. Wicked chuckles to himself as he runs back and bounces off the far rope diving over the top rope catching Twilight with a flying clothesline sending Twilight flipping out of the Casket. Both men are down on the outside, both looking hurt. Twilight grabs a crate, Wicked interferes and tries to take the crate away from him. The two fight over the crate and finally Twilight gets control and breaks the box against Wicked’s head. Twilight then grabs Wicked by the neck and throws him over the guard rail. The crowd is going insane and Wicked quickly gets to his feet. He signals with his hands for Twilight to follow.
Eric Mark: What is he doing?
Alex Horn: I think they are taking the fight outside.
Eric Mark: Out side?! You can only win if your foe is in the Casket?
Alex Horn: Nonetheless, the camera is following, we have full coverage.
Eric Mark: This is insane….
Twilight follows behind Wicked as they walk off to the front lot of the arena. The crowd is jumping up and down cheering as security pushes them back. Twilight and Wickedlock up and Wicked takes the lead and slams Twilight’s head against a parked WU tv truck. He grabs Twilight and jerks him over to the unloading garage door and slams him against the metal door. Twilight bounces off the door and Wicked catches him. They engage in a lock. Someone passes Twilight a chair and he takes advantage and slams it down on Wicked.
Twilight grabs Wicked and slams him face first against the metal door. Wicked bounces off and Twilight grips him again by the neck dragging him back towards the arena. Wicked tries to break the hold but Twilight supplex Wicked down on the street ground. Wicked quickly recovers and gets back onto his feet. He grabs Twilight and slams his body against a parked mini-van. Wicked becomes enraged and shoots a punch at Wicked. Wicked ducks and punches Twilight back twice.
Twilight stumbles and his whole body is laid against the van. Wicked wraps his arm and locks it around Twilight’s neck. Wicked takes Twilight back to the arena. The crowd clears the way and Twilight is trying desperately to fight him off. Back inside the arena, Wicked brings Twilight close to the ring. He throws Twilight against the ring and bend down to grab a steel chair. As Twilight looks Wicked’s way, he is hit with the chair. Twilight steps back and grabs a steel pan and bashes Wicked in the face with it.
Twilight then throws Wicked into the ring under the last rope. Twilight jumps on the top of the Casket and leaps on to the top rope and leaps off the top rope with a missle drop kick! The crowed gives a load pop! Twilight runs to the other side of the ring and is handed another steel box and throws it at Wicked. Just as Twilight begins to approach Wicked, he is cut off and Wicked his him back with a large steel pan. Wicked picks up a 2x4 and smashes Twilight with it causing him to lays across the mat.
Wicked picks Twilight up and power bombs him into the casket! Hallow Wicked is slow to try to close the casket, as Twilight is fighting to keep it open, Wicked has it down to a inch before Twilight uses every bit of strength and kicks the Casket door open Knocking Hallow in the face! Twilight rolls out the casket and into the ring
Wicked is already to his feet, as Twilight fights to get back to his feet and Wicked hurls a barrel at him. Wicked then leans down and picks Twilights back to his feet. Twilight then kicks Wicked in the groin. Twilight goes towards the other side of the ring and picks up a guitar. He brings the guitar in his hand and grabs Wicked. He swings Wicked and throws him across the ring. Wicked bounces back and Twilight swings, shattering the guitar against Wicked.
Alex Horn: Shit, that was crucial.
Eric Mark: This match should be double the amount for tonight’s PPV.
Alex Horn: Got that right lard ass. Twilight and Wicked are neck and neck going back and forth with each other.
Wicked lays on the ground motionless and Twilight goes to grab a cement block and a baseball bat. He places the cement block on top of Wicked’s stomach. Weener is on the side by where Wicked’s face is and he is talking to him. Twilight raises the baseball bat in the air above the cement block but Wicked low blows Twilight, Twilight drops the bat and is doubled over, Wicked grabs the Block and sends it driving into the head of Twilight Rayn, Sending Twilight crashing down to the mat.
Alex Horn: What the…Twilight’s face has to be broken in 33 places!
Hallow Wicked opens the casket door, He walks over to Twilight and drags him towards the Casket, the crowds on there feet, as Wicked begins to left Twilight into the air to dump him into the casket, but right before he does, Twilight catches his second wind and some how reverse the power press slam into the R-15 sending both men over the top rope and into the casket! Both are laying motionless
After a few moments, Twilight is seen pulling himself out of the casket, and Wicked is slowly starting to move. Twilight, rolls into the ring, and doesn’t stop to grab his breath as he climbs to the top rope looking to end this match, He climbs up as Wicked is on his knee’s inside the casket, Twilight leaps into the air looking to drop Wicked with the Shooting Star press into a DDT, But Wicked catches Rayn and drives him crashing down onto the outside with a deadly chock slam! Hallow Rolls into the ring, and grabs his breath.
Twilight begins to stir as Wicked is back to his feet, He grabs a can of gasoline that was already in the mess of weapons and begins to pour the gas all over the casket, He then lights it on FIRE! Twilight rolls into the ring and the two stand face to face. Twilight shoves Wicked against the turnbuckle. Twilight steps back and gives him a super kick to his chest. Wicked stumbled backwards once more but recovers. Wicked puts Twilight’s head between his legs and hooks his arms. Then, while keeping Twilight’s head in place with his legs, Wicked jumps up and drops down, sending Twilight crashing into the mat. Wicked grabs Twilight by the back and tosses him over towards the flaming casket but Twilight only falls next to it.
Alex Horn: Holy crap! That Casket is going to burn before anyone is tossed into it!
Eric Horn: Did you see how close Twilight landed next to the flames!?!
Alex Horn: That was way too close.
Eric Mark: I don’t think this match is going to last much longer
Wicked turns around and throws his hands up as the crowd cheers for the action. Twilight quickly gets to his feet and charges back towards Wicked kicks him in the back of the head. Wicked moves forwards instantly against the ropes and turns around and runs towards Twilight.
Twilight grabs Wicked and executes a tornado DDT. But they both stumbled backwards as this move is completely making them both land near the casket. They both looked in shock as how they gotten close and they directed their attention to each other. As they scramble to their feet they lock up with each other.
Eric Mark: Look how close they are fighting next to that thing!
Alex Horn: Someone wants to end this soon.
Eric Mark: It’s so hard to watch
Alex Horn: Pussy
Twilight gains control and throws Wicked against the ropes, then as Wicked comes back Twilight sends him down with a lariat. Wicked springs back to his feet and punches Twilight in the stomach causing him to double over. Wicked throws him against the ropes and hits him with a clothesline.
Twilight is down on the floor and Wicked begins to stomp on his stomach. Wicked looks over at the flaming casket and smiles. He bends down and then performs and elbow drop against Twilight’s upper chest and shoulder. Twilight flinches in pain.
Wicked then walks away and riles up the crowd with his hands. The crowd is jumping out of their seats
Eric Mark: Damn this crowed is loving this match up
Alex Horn: He needs to throw Twilight into the casket.
Twilight tries to get to his feet as he hoists himself with the ropes. Wicked turns to notice his opponent and begins to run towards him. Wicked grabs Twilight’s head and sends him to the mat. Wicked glares down at his opponent and flips him over. Twilight kicks him in the face and sends him backwards. Twilight rolls back over onto his knees and pushes himself off the floor.
Wicked is on his toes and walks back up to Twilight. Rayn turns around and swings a punch but is short a couple of inches. Wicked then grabs Twilight and lifts him in the air. Wicked then walks over to the table holding Twilight up in higher.
Alex Horn: Death’s Embrace
Eric Mark: Right into the burning Casket!
Hallow Wicked slams the burning door closed on the casket, sending the casket to fall to the ground, in moments the whole casket is up in flames! Hallow Wicked steps backwards and smiles at his victory. Weener and Sam rush to the casket with extinguishers. They spray it over the flames, putting the fire out in a mist of smoke, once the EMT’s are at ringside for the body of Twilight, they discover there is nothing left of the casket beside some burnt wood and black soot. Hallow Wicked doesn’t seem to believe it…He looks around, even checking under the ring but nothing….
Eric Mark: Where the hell did Twilight go?
Wicked begins his walk up the ramp, when a cryptic message appears on the projection screen…
- DON’T WOUND…WHAT YOU CAN’T KILL -
The camera cues back to Johnny Hall pacing in a hallway backstage. He has his cellphone in his hand, staring at the number he is about to dial. He sighs heavily and closes the phone. He begins to walk away when his phone starts ringing. He looks on the screen to see what number is calling him.
Johnny: What the fuck?
He opens the phone.
Johnny: Hello?
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Johnny: How in the hell did you know I was calling--
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Johnny: I forgot about that. But how did you get--
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Johnny: Oh, I guess it works that way too. Listen, I've got a question for ya. How ready are you to be back in the ring?
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Johnny: I see, well...how quick can you get to Tokyo?
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Johnny: Alright, Vic. I look forward to seeing you again, man. We'll definitely have to...uh....catch up when you get here. Talk business, and talk bout the family…
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Johnny: Well, I'll see you when you get here then.
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Johnny hesitates and then hangs up the phone with a very concerned and confused look upon his face. A chill goes up his spine after that phone call. He simply turns and walks down the hall.
Eric Mark: This next match has disaster written all over it folks.
Alex Horn: Actually, E, I think that would be the seam of those pants your fat ass is wearing.
Eric Mark: Hey! Fuck you! As I was saying, we are about to see Porter Macleod and David Gunn square off for the Prime Time Championship.
Alex Horn: That’s right, E. The sheep shagger came into this place with the JWF title and wanted it to become a sanctioned title and our good buddy Evans gave it to him.
Eric Mark: Good Buddy? You’ve been pulling for the Alliance all night! Now you’re going to call Evans a “friend?”
Alex Horn: Yeah, I am. Only because I don’t care much for David Gunn.
Samantha: Ladies and gentleman the following is a dog collar match. The rules are simple. You can either win by pin fall, submission, or knock out!
The Bell Sounds.
Samantha: Introducing First, the challenger, hailing from Glasgow, Scotland, He is the Real Deal, Porter ‘Fuckin’ MacLeod!
“AH FUCK OFF” is heard as the fans recognize it to be the voice of Porter. The fans begin their long, droning chants of “Poorrrrrter, Poooorrrrrrrter” and the first notes of the song play.
“If your looking for trouble
Your in the right place
Don't look at me like that, or i'll headbutt your face
i'm a mean motherfucker
i was born that way
and just because i wear a skirt don't think i'm fuckin' gay
Cause i'm an evil Scotsman
and Jimmy is my name
i'm a sheep shagger from Aberdeen
and causing pain is my game
Porter peeks out through the curtains and looks around. He then steps out from the curtains. He slowly walks to down the ramp, chomping his gum arrogantly and taunting the crowd.
“Now if your a womanv married or not
al take all your kit off and i'll dive in your mot
i'll take your legs and spread them wide
and then i'll put a wet suit on and shag you from inside
i'm an evil Scotsman
and My name is Jock
and the girls are all gaggin' for a portion of my 10" cock
He points to his chest, saying he is the Real Deal and walks up the steps. At the top of the steps he stalls, placing his hands on his hips he looks around nodding his head. He throws his hands up quickly and shakes his head wildly then quickly jumps over the top rope while holding onto it.
Yes i'm an evil Scotsman
and my name is Jock
i've got one hand in my pocket
and i'm playing with my 10" cock
He motions for the camera to come closer and spits his gum on the lens. He laughs and then goes to the corner of the ring. He lies across the top turnbuckle and puts his hands behind his head, waiting for his opponent.
Samantha: Introducing next, hailing from Brooklyn, New York. He is your current Short Circuit champion, David Gunn!
The arena darkens and the hard drumming often associated with "Metalgulus" By Alter Bridge Smoke fills the entrance way but 420 by KottonMouth kings starts on the PA. at the 20 second mark David walks out with Samantha Blaze on his back and smiles Cheesy as Samantha hops off and takes David's arm walking with him down the ramp. David looks around at the arena and smiles. as they pass the Camera Samantha pulls her Shirt to the side and shows off her Bra strap holding 2 Joints. David gets on the Ring apron and does the puff puff pass sign to the crowd before getting. David stops every thing expect the music and starts Break Dancing on the floor. as David gets back up he faces his corner and Samantha kissing her deeply, and then Smells her bra Strap smelling his Joints. before turning back around and gets ready to get the match going.
Officials pull out the chain with two dog collars attached to both ends and place one onto Porters neck and one onto Gunn’s as Reuben slowly makes his way down the ramp to carry out his job in this match as the special enforcer.
Eric Mark: That man right there is the deciding factor in this match, Lex.
Rube stops at the end of the entrance ramp, glowering onto the ring.
The bell sounds and we are underway. Both men just stand in their respected corners, tugging and pulling on the chain to try to make the other budge. Porter gets the upper hand in the tug of war causing Gunn to fall to the ground. Porter jumps on the opportunity, leaping on top of the fallen David Gunn. He mounts him with right hand after right hand. He stops for a second to wrap the chain around his fist. Gunn sensing danger squirms to free himself from Porter, getting to his feet, sending a drop kick to the face of Porter sailing him backwards onto his back. Gunn attempts to run towards the ropes, but the wisely veteran Porter trips him up in the chains, causing Gunn to smack the canvas face first. Porter pulls at the chain, making a giant loop. He smirks and shakes his head, pounding the looped chain into the palm of his hand.
Alex Horn: You ever seen Next Friday, E?
Eric Mark: Yeah, why?
Alex Horn: Remember Ice Cube kicking that dog’s ass with the belt?
Eric Mark: Yeah, why?
Alex Horn: Remember what Mike Epps was saying the whole time?
Eric Mark: Just spit it out, Lex!
Porter violently whips the back of David Gunn with the chain.
Alex Horn: YOU UNCLE WILLIE’S SON!
Gunn cries out in pain, which doesn’t stop Porter, it only makes him strike harder the second time. Porter looks onto the crowd with a even glare, then begins repeatedly striking Gunn, as fast and as hard as he can in the back with the chain. Porter comes up sloppily with the chain and strikes himself in the face, causing him to fall to his back.
Alex Horn: I’ve always said, the only man who can kick Porter MacLeod’s ass is Porter MacLeod.
Eric Mark: Gunn’s back is already bruising!
We get a close up of Gunn’s back to see that it is indeed already starting to bruise. Porter, still on his back, raises his head, trying to shake the cobwebs. Gunn wants none of that, kicking Porter right between the eyes. Porter’s head falls back rough against the mat. David Gunn, making a loop in the chain himself now, begins to give Porter a taste of his own medicine, repeatedly whipping Porter with the chain. Porter begins screaming obscenities to the top of his lungs in pain. He rolls away, but Gunn stays right on him, still beating him with the chain. Finally, Porter rolls out of the ring. Gun steps over the chain and taunts for the crowd. Reuben slowly begins walking towards the ring. Gunn sees this and steps forward, telling the big man to bring in on. This gives Porter enough time to collect himself and get to his feet. Porter sees that the chain is between Gunn’s legs on the mat, so he pulls up, causing the heavy chain to collide with the family jewels of Gunn, dropping him to his knees. Porter rolls back into the ring, kicking Gunn in the back of the head, causing Gunn’s face to once again hit the matt with a great impact. Porter waves his hand to Rube, telling the big man to get into the ring. Porter grabs a handful of Gunn’s hair to pull him to his feet, then Irish whips him to the corner. Porter walks over to the ropes to catch his breath, as Reuben gets into the ring. Mac signals for Rube to smash Gun in the corner. Rueben jets towards Gunn as quickly as the big man can. Gunn rushes out of the way, pulling the chain which causes Porter to crash into the corner. Before the Rube can stop, he collides into his brother.
Alex Horn: Aw! That’s bullshit!
Eric Mark: Well Reuben shouldn’t have got involved in the match.
Alex: Yeah, and your dad should have pulled out and made your mom swallow the load that conceived you.
Gunn falls to his back and rolls to the outside of the ring. He searches under the ring for some weapons, finding a wooden baseball bat. He switches his sights to Porter how is really laying into Reuben for crashing into him. He smacks Reuben in the face and tells him to get out of the ring. Gunn on the inside drills Porter in the gut with the wooden ball bat. Reuben stampedes towards Gun, only to get dropped with a drop toe hold. Reuben, now angry, gets to his knees. Gunn pulls the ball bat far above his head and drives it right into the skull of Reuben, breaking the wooden ball bat on impact!
Eric and Alex: HOLY FUCK!
Before Reuben can fall to the mat, his entire head and face is covered in blood.
Eric Mark: David Gunn has just leveled the playing field! He may have a chance now!
Gunn smiles at the carnage he has just unleashed onto Rube. Porter charges Gunn, driving his shoulder into Gunn’s gut and running him to the ropes. Both man spill out of the ring between the ropes and hit the floor hard. Porter is the first to his feet, and he’s irate. He goes under the ring, pulling out a trash can lid. The Real Deal then begins dragging Gunn up the entrance ramp. Gunn fights to get to his feet, bit is hit hard in the face with the trash can lid sending Gunn down onto the steel. Porter continues to drag Gunn up the ramp and into the backstage area. He drags Gunn down a narrow hallway, knocking pipes over as he drags. Gunn grabs a hold of one of the pipes and sails it across Porter’s back. Porter yelps in pain, falling to his knees. Gunn, still on his back, then drills the pipe into Porter’s head, causing The Real Deal to fall forward. Gunn to his feet walks on top of Porter to now do some dragging himself.
Alex Horn: Where the hell are these two going?
David Gunn drags Porter right into the arena’s cafeteria. People begin to scatter as security pour in to keep the fans back off of Porter and Gunn. Gunn gets Porter to his feet and wraps the chain around his throat. He stands up on one of the tables and pulls upward on the chain, choking Porter. Porter’s hands flail about, trying to grab a nearby chair. Finally grabbing one, he flings it upwards, cracking Gunn right in the nose. Gunn falls backwards as Porter falls to his knees coughing. Porter is the first to collect himself. He gets to his feet and forcefully pulls the chain, causing Gunn to slide off the table and hard down onto the cement floor. Porter picks Gunn up and wraps the chain around his neck, twisting their bodies around to nail a neck breaker using the chain for leverage. Porter spots the catering booths up ahead and picks David Gunn up to his feet. He walks Gunn in that direction, keeping the heated, glass catering booths in his sights. Porter groans, taking off in a sprint dragging Gunn with him and tosses gun through the heated glass catering booth! Gun cries out in pain from the heated elements he lies upon and rolls out. We see blood start to trickle from Gunn’s head.
Eric Mark: Now why did they have to go and do that?
Alex Horn: Shut up, fat ass! I knew you would say something about the destruction of food items.
Porter grabs the chain and pulls Gunn through the broken glass that lies upon the floor. He pulls it out far enough to get him out of the broken glass and goes for a pin. Weener quickly runs in, falling down to count.
One…
Two…
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Gunn gets a shoulder up. Porter raises up and mounts Gunn, sending right hands to the small gash in Guns head. With ever punch, the blood starts to flow more freely. Porter pulls back his fist all the way, and sends a hard final right hand directly onto the cut. The blood is now gushing from Gunn’s head. Porter gets to his and once again starts dragging Gunn by the chain. Gunn leaves a trail of blood upon the concrete floor. Porter gazes over at something and just chuckles. He walks over and grabs…salt packets.
Alex Horn: Oh fuck! You know where this is going.
Porter mounts Gunn opening several of the small packets of salt at once. Porter has Gunn’s arms held down by his knees. He slowly begins pouring all that salt into the wound and into the eyes of David Gunn. Gunn wails in excruciating pain from the salt that has entered the very deep cut as well as his eyes. Porter gets to his feet, stomping Gunn in the head not once, but twice. Porter grabs a hold of the chain and begins pulling Gunn once again. Gunn, feels a bottle of cold water lying upon the floor and grabs it, pouring it into his eyes to rid them of the salt. He does just that and flings himself forward to give Porter a huge low blow. Gunn, now able to see, sees a metal fork laying in the floor. He scatters to grab it, then makes his way back to Porter. He gets to his feet and knees Porter dead in the face, causing Porter to fall back. He mounts Porter and ruthlessly begins stabbing Porter in the head with the sharp metal fork! Blood doesn’t just trickle, it profusely falls from Porters skull. Gunn stops and angles the fork at a tilt and pushes forcefully. Porter shrieks in unbearable pain. David Gunn rolls backwards. The view closes in to see the fork is stuck half an inch into the flesh on Porter’s skull.
Eric Mark: I think I’m going to be sick!
Alex Horn: I love this! This is so fucking awesome!
Gunn drags Porter through the cafeteria’s exit onto the outside of the arena. Weener is trying to get Gunn to stop so that he can assist Porter in getting the fork out of his head, but Gunn just shoves him off. He gets Porter to his feet, and charges him into the hood of Eric Evans’ long white limo that is parked on the outside. Gunn climbs up onto the limo as well, pulling Porter up onto it’s roof. The pulls Porter back towards the sun roof. He places Porter’s head between his legs and grabs onto his kilt. He falls backwards, executing a pulling pile driver onto the sun roof!
Eric Mark: OH MY GOD!
Alex Horn: It’s over! It has to be over!
The glass shatters upon impact, and the roof dents greatly. Gunn pulls himself back and we watch Porter fall the rest of the way through the sunroof into the inside of Evans’ limo. Gunn smirks and follows Porter into the limo through the broken sunroof. Weener opens the door just in time to see Gunn go for the pin.
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Eric Mark: How the hell did Porter get a shoulder up?
Alex Horn: I honestly thought it was over there, too E.
Gunn raises up in disbelief. He can’t believe Porter kicked out. To show his frustration, he grabs the fork that is still stuck in Porter’s head and yanks it out. Blood gushes everywhere as Porter screeches in pain. Gun climbs to the outside of the limo and pulls Porter out with him. He picks Porter up. Porter in desperation chops the throat of Gunn. Porter lets out a loud grunt, grabbing Gunn by the head and blasting him through the doors window of the limo!
Eric Mark: HOLY FUCK!
Alex Horn: How much more can these two do to each other?
Porter falls back onto the ground. Gunn’s entire upper body is on the inside of Evans limo, as his lower body dangles on the outside. Porter wipes his hand across his head, to see the amount of blood he is shedding. He gets to his feet, walking over to the dangled lower body of Gunn. With all his might, he sends a swift kick right into the nuts of David Gunn. Porter then grabs a hold of both of Gunn’s legs, and pulls back hard, causing Gunn to fly from the limo and hit the hard pavement face first. Porter crawls to Gunn and picks Gunn up off the ground, Gunn in a last ditch effort nails Porter in the gut, Gunn looks to deliver the Hollow Point, But Porter pushes him away and Gunn runs right back at him and Porter cracks Gunn in the jaw with the Pay The Piper! Porter falls on Gun, Weener drops for the cover
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Samantha: HERE IS YOU WINNER, AND THE UNDISPUTED PRIME TIME CHAMPION…PORTER MACLEOD!
Eric: What a match, and what a ending
Alex Horn: It made me happy, and that’s all that matters
The camera comes on and we see Hallow Wicked sitting in his lockeroom, after a hard fought victory, when he removes his boots he spots smoke coming from the locker, He gets up and opens the locker and we see a Skeleton that is dressed in rags of what used to be clothing, Wicked grabs a piece of the clothing and we see the TR logo on it. Wicked smirks
Hallow Wicked: Told the fuck he didn’t want this, He made me do it. And you know what, I’m glad. It’s one less headache.
He grabs the skeleton
Hallow Wicked: This belongs in my trophy room
Hallow turns around tossing the skeleton into the corner, and begins to change out of his gear, when the Skeleton begins to rise up in smoke, this time the smoke is to much to bare as the camera man can’t even see the Skeleton. But we do see the figure that morphs from the smoke…Its Twilight
Twilight Rayn: DON’T WOUND WHAT YOU CANT KILL
Wicked doesn’t seem phase
Hallow Wicked: Got the message already dick
Twilight Rayn: YOUR TIME IS COMING TO AN END!
Hallow Wicked: Not at the hands of you, Proved that already
Twilight Rayn: SIMPLE MINDED FOOL! DO YOU BELIEVE I WAS DESTINED TO LOSE TONIGHT, IF I WAS TO HAVE ENDED YOU OUT THERE TONIGHT, IF IT WAS YOUR BODY THAT LAID INSIDE THE CASKET THEN WHAT WOULD BE LEFT TO US? NOTHING! MY MISSION WAS NOT TO KILL YOU IN A SINGLE NIGHT, AS YOU SEE I’M AFTER THE LONG TERM, I’M HERE TO MAKE SURE YOU SUFFERE BEFORE I END THE, WHO’S NAME IS HALLOW WICKED!!!
Hallow Wicked: IM RIGHT HERE, DO IT!
Wicked walks into the smoke, and in a instant the smoke is clear and there lays nothing but a few ashes and what looks to be vampire fangs, almost the same fangs that Wicked removed from the Vampire early in the week…
Samantha: This match is scheduled for one fall. In order to win, you must keep your opponent down for the ten-count. Give it up for THE DEVIL‘S JESTER…JINX!!!
The Words 'Deadly Jokes are Funny' flashes across the screen, followed by quick flashes of Jinx's face, it begins to speed up every time, then finally is explodes spilling blood all over the screen, followed by a ton of clips of Jinx in action as will as some very disturbing shots of him being himself.
"I wear this crown of thorns
upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
beneath the stains of time
the feelings disappear
you are someone else
I am still right here"
The Lights begin to fade As the dim lighting remains three spotlights slam down over the entrance ramp almost in unison.
"what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt"
One after the other the spotlights illuminate the entrance way as a figure appears to vanish through the lights right as they begin to shine. Finally a spot light snaps down on the center of the ring illuminating a dark figure covered in a large purple cloak down on his knees reaching to the heavens.
"I will let you down
I will make you hurt
if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way"
The Camera gets a close look and we see Jinx
Samantha: And Introducing….
Save Me by Remy Zero hits as Johnny Hall makes his way down a ramp of boo’s, Hall smirks and gives each fan he walks by the bird, he rolls into the ring and grabs the mic from Sam
Johnny Hall: I’ll take over from her you good for nothing hussy!
Sam looks to give her former boss a slap, But Hall see’s it coming and pushes her down on her ass
Johnny Hall: And to think I used to let you swallow my unborn children.
The crowed boos even more, trying to really behind Sam
Johnny Hall: By the sound of things, I would say you’ve been really working hard on your knees…But enough about your Hoish secret, I’m out here to introduce to you all, the Leader of the Doom Alliance…THE MAN WHO WILL OVER RUN WRESTLING UNPLUGGED…THE DEATH OF ALL THAT IS WU…DOOM!
The awkward beat of "Tick, Tick..." starts to play over the speakers. The light turns red. The red light fills the arena. Brandon Maddox walks out first from behind the curtain. He is has a cocky smirk on his face. He awaits at the top of the ramp, and the massive man Doom walks out. He has a green clock on, and the hood on top of his head. You can't see the face, because the mask protects it. Maddox and Doom walk down the ramp. Maddox starts to talk shit to some fans, while the arena is flooded with boos. Maddox rolls into the ring, but Doom takes his take. He walks up the stairs first. He walks across the ring apron, and steps over the top rope. He stands in the middle of the ring, while Maddox removes the cloak from Doom. Doom holds his arms up, and the lights go back to normal.
Eric Mark: What the hell is Johnny Hall doing out here?
Alex Horn: The hell do I know, He’s here and he isn’t making any friends
The match begins to take it’s place, the camera pans to the outside of the ring, as weapons such as tables, ladders, chairs, trashcans and every other weapon you can imagine, it was outside the ring scattered. The bell goes to ring as the referee gets out the way quickly. Jinx stretches his shoulders as Doom is ready to get going.
Eric Mark: The first official match of the Plague of Karnage vs. Doom Alliance is ready to kick off.
Starting out, both go into a stand off with trying to get the edge on one another. Doom rolls out of it before locking on a headlock onto Jinx. Getting pushed off seconds later, Doom rebounds off the ropes before smashing his elbow into the face of Jinx, causing him to go down to the mat from the impact of the attack. Doom wastes no time, grabbing the chair quickly as he chooses to ram it right in the gut of Jinx, who goes back down to the mat, holding his ribs in pain. Doom then smashes the chair right onto the head of Jinx before going to the outside, as the ref begins the count.
Eric Mark: Chair to the gut with the head shot … Doom is going to the weapons early.
Alex Horn: It’s going to be a long night for the ref. He’s going to be doing this all match. He’s going to need water.
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Eric Mark: Jinx has no shame to his game. He shows no signs of weakness … Just laughter.
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Jinx, holding one hand on his ribs, and the other hand on his head … Doom hauls the trashcan into the ring with a toss over the ropes. Sliding back in, seeing as Jinx is moving around slightly, Doom stops him in his tracks with several stomps to the back and rib cage of Jinx’s.
Eric Mark: Working on the rib cage of Jinx’s … He’s making sure Jinx even earns the right to breathe.
Alex Horn: Well of course, E… Doom is a G’ … don’t mistake him for the Iron Mask. He’s an icon in the streets as well. He knows those type of things.
Eric Mark: What?
Deciding to keep things going in his direction, Doom picks up Jinx before winging him into the corner. Brandon Maddox is quick to the corner as he wraps a belt around the neck of Jinx, holding him in position as well as chocking out his air. Doom following up he targets the rib cage of Jinx’s with a dropkick, Maddox release Jinx causing him to slump to mat in more pain. Doom raises Jinx up and off the mat with a quick vertical supplex in which Doom hops onto the second rope before coming off with a nice elbow drop right into the gut. Again with the focus on the bruised rib cage of Jinx. Jinxy, who rolls around on the mat, chooses to slide out of the ring, to catch a second to breathe and gain focus back onto this match. But is dropped with a Clothesline by Maddox
Eric Mark: Jinx is fighting a Handi-capp battle here tonight
Alex Horn: Which would kill any superstar BUT Jinx, double teaming him is a mistake the guy is a fucking psycho … not good, Doom!
Doom chooses to slide out of the ring, following Jinx. As Jinx is back to his feet and chooses to turn around, he instantly gets rammed down onto the ladder with the wicked mid-air spear off the steps from Doom, as the fans in the audience hating the hell raising performance by Doom so far in this match.
Eric Mark: Doom with the impressive spear off the steps. What a way to use the steps!
Alex Horn: Jinx had no damn clue what hit him just now.
Not wasting anytime, Doom continues full speed on Jinx. Doom sets up the table that is lying further down on the ground. Setting it up, Doom drags Jinx by his arm before deciding to pick him up. Setting him up for sure with a European uppercut, Doom rolls Jinx onto the table before sliding in quickly.
Alex Horn: Oh boy …
Taunting the crowd, getting them to hate him even more … Doom backs up before getting a running start. Dashing at full speed, Doom launches himself out of the ring, high in the air, both arms stretched out to his side as he targets Jinx. Few seconds before impacting, Jinx all of a sudden rolls out of the way as Doom who once rolling non-stop … had stopped. The fans in awe while going “Holy Shit” chants, as Jinx knew this was his opportunity to get back on top. Doom, who took one hell of a fall, had several wood splinters on his body from the table. The ref begins to count …
Eric Mark: Holy Shit … Jinx moving out the way at the last possible second …
Alex Horn: Crash N’ Burn is what he got. His ass is toasty. Now Jinx doesn’t even have to do much work …
Eric Mark: Why would Doom even do something that risky …
Alex Horn: To sign his Death Wish? You want to go ask him? I’m sure he’s able to mumble out a few words …
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Alex Horn: Doom is dead, E. The poor fella done killed himself.
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Rolling over onto his knees, Payne brushes his hair back as he views the wreck in front of him.
Eric Mark: Jinx is amazed himself at the mess in front of him.
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Alex Horn: The match is done for … I can go and grab me something to eat. I’m starvin!
Eric Mark: What is Jinx about to do now?
Getting back onto his feet, he works his way over to Doom. Picking him up ruthlessly by his hair, Jinx gives a glare right into the eyes of Doom before sending him hard to the floor with a power clothesline. Maddox looks to attack, But Jinx looks him away
Eric Mark: Jinx could’ve easily taken the easy victory, yet still … he chooses to take Doom through more pain … already taking that crazy dive through the table. Jinx is a complete and mental psycho!
Alex Horn: So I guess this means I’m still stuck here?
Seeing the splitting of the table. Jinx picks up half of the broken table as he props it up on its leg. Going back over to Doom, he again picks him up by the hair, in a snatching motion. Quickly hoisting him up in the air, Jinx, without hesitation, tosses and brings Doom right onto the splintered-edge of the table, head-first. A flapjack to surely remember as the fans chant for the bloody action
Eric Mark: That was completely unnecessary by Jinx. He’s proved his point already …
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Looking at the fans, Jinx smiles before grinding Doom’s head back and forth on it, But his actions stop as Maddox reverse DDT’s Jinx! Maddox grabs Jinx’s head and begins using the broken wood as a cheese grater tearing the skin flesh onto the wood. Blood surely flowing down his face in thin-lined streams. Doom is back on his feet, and he grabs Jinx Lifting him up, barely standing … he tosses Jinx back into the ring, as he slides in right behind him. Back up on his feet, Doom spots the Kendo stick, as he instantly goes over to pick it up before twirling it around, waiting for Jinx to get back onto his feet.
Eric Mark: This is sickening … now with the Kendo stick!
Alex Horn: Jinx is being taught a hardcore lesson, here tonight. I’m sure Jinx and the rest of the Plague will think twice before picking battles with the Doom Alliance… look at the face. He’s got a crimson facial!
Finally, after a minute or so, Jinx takes a deep breath, getting up on his feet. Beaten, battered, completely fucked up with what he’s gone through, he still comes for more. Choosing to challenge Doom whose spinning the Kendo stick like a true pro … Jinx should’ve thought twice before choosing to take Doom head-on, as he received one hell of a whack that continued on … bruising his back, as he laid flat onto the mat .. yet again.
Eric Mark: I can’t watch this no more … it’s simply sickening. The referee didn’t’ even think about stopping the match …
Alex Horn: He can’t … and you just need to stop whining!
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Beginning to show movement, Jinx rolls over slightly, as his eyes squint to see. On his back, he struggles to sit upright …
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Trying again to sit upright for a hot moment, he does. Getting up was the part. Doom moves forward a little bit …
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Maddox runs in and kicks Jinx right into the face like a soccer kick, breaking up the count. Doom Picking Jinx up, Doom whips him hard into the ropes before hitting one hell of a boot to the jaw of Jinx. Jinx stumbling out of the corner, luckily … isn’t as lucky as Doom hooks Jinx and hits a Release Northern Lights Supplex, launching Jinx to the middle of the ring.
Alex Horn: Flyin’ Jinxy …
Getting back up, Doom picks up Jinx before hitting a belly-to-belly supplex, tossing Doom, back-first into the corner ring post, with full authority. Doom pops back up in which he runs over to Jinx as he slides to the outside, and grabbing the leg of Jinx and yanking his head backwards, bending his body into a “U” around the post. Showing no signs of letting up, he yanks and yanks … trying his best to break Jinx in half.
Eric Mark: Look at that … He is surely not just trying to win this match, Lex!
Alex Horn: He’s made Jinx into several different things tonight …
Both men actually begin to get up before the referee begins a double count. Jinx grabs Doom and drives him back first into ring apron. Doom screams in pain as Jinx does it again. Jinx grabs Doom by the head and slams him head first into the announce table before looking around for something. He grabs another camera cable and turns back toward Doom only to get hit right in the head with one of TV monitors from the announce table. Jinx goes down like a ton of bricks and Doom manages to nail him with a kick to the head before stumbling over leaning against the ring and yelling at the referee to count.
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Eric Mark: Jinx once again wills himself up!
An enraged Doom kicks Jinx. Maddox then grabs fan at ringside yanking his belt from him. He turns and begins whipping Jinx across the back with the belt. Jinx yells out in pain and manages to roll back into the ring but Doom following him gets the belt from Maddox and continues to whip Jinx as he rolls around in pain. Doom yells out stay down and continues to whip him on his arms legs and back. Jinx rolls around in pain and tries to cover up as Doom wraps the belt around his fist. Brandon pulled Jinx to his knees and Doom nails him right in the head with the buckle. He grabs Jinx 's head and repeatedly punches him and Jinx looks about ready to collapse. He backs up and charges at Jinx, looking for the knock out blow but runs into a low blow headbutt by Jinx causing Doom to drop to his knees.
Alex Horn: Once again your hero has to cheat to save himself.
Eric Mark: It's a last man standing match you idiot. There are no rules to break. It's about survival.
Jinx manages to get up and you can see the whelps over his body as he grabs the belt now. He holds it up and begins lashing Doom with it. Doom quickly rolls out of the ring but Jinx goes right after him and begins whipping him with the belt again. Doom crawls up the ramp, trying to get away as Jinx continues to viciously whip him with the belt. Jinx wraps the belt around his fist now, pulls Doom to his feet and nails him with a right hand. Doom goes tumbling don the entrance ramp and lands near the ring.
Eric Mark: This one has gotten personal real quick
Alex Horn: There ya go stating the obvious again Billy The Dumb kid.
Eric Mark: What?
Alex Horn: Exactly.
Jinx charges back down to the ring, refusing to the let the referee count and begins stomping away at Doom. Jinx looks almost possessed as he picks Doom up and looks as though he was going to charge toward the ring post with him, like a lawn dart. Doom drops down behind Jinx nailing him with a reverse DDT in the back of the head. Jinx goes flying forward face first into the ring post as Doom falls into the referee, using the referee to hold him up but also inadvertently preventing a count as Jinx collapses to the floor.
Alex Horn: Doom is stopping the referee. He could have it here and he doesn't even realize it.
Eric Mark: One thing is for sure, neither of these men will ever be the same again!
Doom manages to finally stand on his own and pulls Jinx up. He rolls him back in the ring and places him so that his head is hanging of the ring apron before slowly climbing to the to the top rope. Doom leaps of and nails a leg drop to the head of Jinx. Jinx screams out in pain and rolls around in the ring holding his neck in pain. Doom sits on the arena floor with a sadistic smile before slowly getting. He lowly climbs up on the ring apron but suddenly Jinx gets up and with maybe his last bit of strength, he sends Doom flying off the ring apron with a spinning crescent kick. Doom goes flying and his head snaps back off the guard rail. Both men go down!
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Jinx rolls out the ring still holding his neck and you could see he was a lot of pain as he stops the referee's count and makes his way over to Doom.
Alex Horn: The idiot just stopped the referee's count. What a dumb fuck.
Eric Mark: The story is Jinx’s neck. What kind of damage has been done?
Alex Horn: I think it's swelling up. We could see a man going with a cracked vertebra in his neck here. He should just give up now.
Jinx approaches Doom but gets a kick to the midsection. Doom shoves one of the WU executives at ringside out of his chairs and then hooks Jinx looking for a Brainbuster onto the chair. Jinx reverses it and hits one vertical supplex onto the outside. Everybody knows what this means by now, and a thunderous cheer shakes the arena as Jinx locks his arm around Doom and pulls him up for a second supplex onto the outside. Then once again he lifts Doom up and this time holds him in the air mid-supplex, preparing to bring him down to complete the Kobrakai Triplex a Japan move made famous by a Japaness Legend. Then finally, at the last second with a surge of strength, Jinx turns around with Doom still in the air and alters his course to bring Doom crashing straight through the announce table on the way down. The table doesn't completely break away, but instead crumples inwards underneath Doom's body, splintering down to half its original size with fractures all over the wood and a deep, man-shaped hole directly in the center of it, which the battered Doom lies in.
Eric Mark: Oh My God! Doom…his back has to broken after that!
The referee begins a count as Jinx falls back against the ring apron, using it to hold himself up as he grabbed his neck.
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and Doom is up with the help from Maddox. The crowd is in total shock as he stands out on his feet. Jinx even looks surprised but waist no time in nailing Doom with a spine buster.
Eric Mark: I hope we have some ambulances back there and some surgeons on call. We are gonna need them after this
Alex Horn: I was thinking more in the area of body bags
Jinx picks Doom up and rolls him back in the ring. He grabs the back of his neck and tells the referee it may be broken before rolling back in the ring. Jinx has to the use the ropes to pull himself to vertical base before stumbling toward Doom who was on his knees. Suddenly Doom leaps up out of no where and nails the Doomsday. Jinx falls back into the corner and collapses as you see Doom scratching and clawing his way, trying to get to the outside of the ring. He finally manages to roll to h e floor and drops to his knees looking under the ring for some. Doom starts to get to his feet and stands holding up a sledgehammer wrapped in barbed wire.
Eric Mark: WHAT THE HELL? No that's too much. Someone get that weapon away from Doom!
Alex Horn: So that is the surprised he was telling me about earlier. Yes. We are about to see happen what Jinx couldn't do. The end of Jinx
Eric Mark: This is way to far.
Jinx reaches over the ropes and tries to grab Doom and Doom turns and nails him in the midsection with the barbed wire wrapped sledgehammer. Jinx falls out o the ring and grabs his stomach as he rolls around in pain. He starts to cough up blood. The referee tries to count but Doom shove the referee down and stands over Jinx. He lays the sledgehammer down and then grabs Jinx, running his face along the barbed wire as Jinx yells out in pain. You see Doom motion to the back and a group of people bring out a table with a glass plate in the middle Doom begins Dragging what seemed to be an unconscious Jinx up the entrance ramp.
Eric Mark: Now what is he doing.
Alex Horn: I don't know but I'm loving this…
Doom pulls Jinx up on the table but Jinx grabs Doom and digs his fingers in both of Doom's eyes. Doom stumbles away as Jinx rolls off the table. Jinx looks as though he could barely stand and was still coughing up blood but pulls Doom in suddenly, then proceeds to lock in the underhook arm-grabbing hold that signals the beginning of the Last Laugh- even though both men are now on hard steel. Doom struggles suddenly, desperate to get out of the hold, but Jinx just responds by clubbing him on the back of the head with his elbow and begins to lift Doom up for the move. Doom continues to struggle as Jinx lifts him, knocking Jinx off-balance at the last second, but not enough to stop Jinx from dropping the move, drilling Doom back-and-head-first into the steel mat. The move isn't without its toll however, as Doom’s last second struggle knocks Jinx leg out from underneath him, causing him to crash hard into the steel as well.. The referee begins to make the count on both men.
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Eric Mark: That's it. It looks like neither man is going to get up as they have yet to move. Wait what's Maddox doing?
Alex Horn: How the hell should I know
Maddox trips the referee and then kicks the referee off the stage. You hear the referee fall into the equipment.
Alex Horn: Now that is one way to keep from getting counted down.
Finally Doom gets to his feet, He stumbles around and looks over the side at the referee trying to get up and smirks. He turns and finds himself staring in the crimson colored face of an angry Jinx. Doom tries for a kick but Jinx catches his leg and spins him around. He hooks Doom and takes him over with a release German Supplex. Doom grabs his back in pain but is quickly picked up by Jinx. Jinx charges forward sending Doom head first into the projection screen. Doom Stumbles backwards and Jinx charges. Doom catches him and sends Jinx crashing the glass portion of the table with a flapjack type move. you hear Jinx scream out in pain yelling about his eyes causing even Doom to stop short as EMT's come rushing from the back.
Eric Mark: Ladies and gentlemen it appears as though a piece of glass went into Jinx’s eyes
Alex Horn: What does that mean for the match?
Eric Mark: It's unfortunate but I think you have to declare Doom the winner
Doom stumbles around barely able to stand as EMT's try and keep Jinx still. They bring out an oxygen tank and try to help Jinx up. Suddenly out of nowhere Jinx grabs the Oxygen tank and charges forward knocking Doom for a loop with it. Two of the EMT's turn and walk away and we see they oddly look oddly like Eric Evans an Porter MaCleod. Even Jinx looks on for a moment before slamming the Oxygen tank into the forehead of Doom as he tries to get up before finally tossing it aside.
Alex Horn: Hey wasn't that? Nah couldn't be
Eric Mark: What?
Alex Horn: Nothing. It seems as Jinx pulled a fast one and it paid off as Doom is down.
Jinx grabs Doom and starts to pull him up. Doom has enough left to bury a right hand into the injured midsection of Jinx causing Jinx to drop to his knees and cough up blood. Doom now grabs a piece of glass, not carrying that it was cutting into his hand. He tries to drive the point of the glass into Jinx's forehead. Jinx blocks it and shoves Doom away but Doom fires right back with a kick to the ribs of Jinx. Jinx yells out in pain as Doom once again tries to drive the point of the broken glass right into the forehead of Jinx.
Eric Mark: Doom is like a deranged lunatic. He just doesn't want to win. He wants to win at the cost of Jinx’s career.
Alex Horn: As you said earlier. It's survival.
Suddenly Jinx rocks his fist up in mid-move and catches Doom right between the eyes hard, causing him to snap his head up and break off the attack, momentarily stunned. Jinx eyes Doom carefully, then for good measure rams a knee into Doom's stomach, causing the air to rush out of his lungs and for him to double over. Jinx has a split second to think, then suddenly instead of launching a standard move, he moves into position for the So Serious, seizing Doom's leg in the process... then suddenly a rock-hard look crosses his face. The crowd suddenly burst into an excited shout, but it's not just your everyday So Serious on the stage itself that he hits, but instead...
Eric Mark: Oh MY GOD An THE SO SERIOUS OFF THE STAGE!!!
Jinx just hit the Suicide So Serious, on Doom, straight off the stage! Both men plummet directly off the edge of the stage, angled so that Doom takes the brunt of the fall straight off the edge directly into piles of hard mechanical equipment and planks of wood below. The heavy crunch of wooden pylons snapping in half and the clang of metal being crashed into can be heard as the camera struggles to get a good look off the stage, revealing Doom lying broken and battered among broken wood and scattered metal, and Jinx grimacing in pain, twitching and trying desperately to get motion as the count begins...
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Jinx stands long enough to hear the bell before collapsing face first as EMT's rush to the aide of both men.
Samantha: And here is your winner… JINX!!!
Eric Mark: I wouldn't call anyone a winner accept the fans on this one
Alex Horn: Jinx won but I think Doom proved something to Jinx tonight and to the rest of the Plague of Karnage that he is for real.
Maddox sneaks behind Jinx and nails him with a steel chair shot to the back of the head!
Brandon Maddox: Didn't I tell you Jinx? Didn't I tell you that you didn't stand a chance against Doom? Whoopee-Do you won, but look who is left standing!
Doom stands behind Maddox, hurt but is still standing
Brandon Maddox: Now look at you, you been knocked the fuck out. I hope your watching Requiem. This will happen to you too buddy. The World Title will be ours if Chad Vargas just happened not to whoop your ass, then Doom will. Your Doom is fucking here!
Johnny Hall grabs the mic from Maddox
Johnny Hall: Jayson Burrows, I hope your watching…I hope your watching your brand spanking new Director Of Operations and part share holder align with your DOOM!
Eric Mark: Son of a Bitch, the Doom Alliance just got some fucking power behind them! I can’t believe Hall would sink so damn low!
Alex Horn: Dude It’s Johnny Hall the fucker has a grudge against anyone, blames everyone for the lose of BLWA
Eric Mark: BLWA closed because he didn’t want to run it any more, he drove the fucking place into the ground and left us all jobless! Dirty Cocksucker!
Alex Horn: Holy shit E, I think you’ve grown you balls back
Eric Mark: For Shizzle, My Nizzle
Alex Horn: And just like that there gone.
Jinx is seen sitting in at a child’s table play set, he has A doll to his right, and another to his left right in front of him stands Requiem, world championship draped on his shoulder
Jinx: Please Mr. Zombie Fucker, I would like some more.
He passes his child tea-cup to the Doll and wait’s a few seconds.
Jinx: Now Zombie Fucker, Don’t be rude, give me some more damnit!
He wait’s a few seconds…before he grabs the plastic tea cattle and slams it into the face of the doll
Jinx: LEARN SOME DAMN MANNERS!
He then pours a sea of nothing into his cup, and sips the imaginary Tea
Jinx: My, this tea is a bit strong wouldn’t you say so Miss Fluffy Tush?
He looks over to the doll to his left
Jinx: Now, Now Miss Fluffy Tush is that any way to treat your guest?
Looks back at the doll
Jinx: Yes, Yes Anal sex with you is a blast of fun Miss Fluffy Tush, but we should keep are bedroom talk away from are Tea Party, Just because we record are fun doesn’t mean I enjoy parading it for every tom, dick and Harry to know
Requiem looks to be lost at words with what he just heard
Jinx: Don’t judge me yea freak, I could much worse, for fuck sakes I could be a 60 year old man living at a ranch I call Neverland, fondling little boys, calling myself Jacko! Now that there would be a disturbing sight!
He looks at the tea cups
Jinx: Then again I do enjoy Carnival rides…
Eric Evans walks into the picture
Eric Evans: What the hell are you doing Jinxy? And is that a Pink Toto your wearing?
Jinx looks down at his pink Toto
Jinx: Mr. Evans where are your manners? You Should always knock before disturbing a Tea party
Eric Evans: What the hell are you doing with Requiem? He’s supposed to be a uncontrollable monster, not fucking a calm, big pussy playing Tea Party
Jinx: He wasn’t playing, more like watching…And I would really choose your choice of words a bit better, Nevermind there are virgin ears at the table, but I do believe Requiem doesn’t like to be talk to like that
Eric looks at the Sorrow
Eric Evans: Enough of the fucking games Req, get your shit togther, were hitting the ring in 5
Requiem stands there as Eric looks to leave this Tea party
Jinx: He isn’t going to leave until you say the magic word
Eric turns around
Eric Evans: Listen Jinxy, I’m glad your on are side, but I am really kicking my self in the ass for allowing you to get into this fuckers head! Before you came around he could control his anger, now he plays fucking Polly Pocket, and destroys everything in his path. You turned the Sorrow into a uncontrollable freak!
Jinx: Ah I wouldn’t have said…
Requiem grabs the Tea table and throws it across the room, he grabs the Zombie Fucker doll and rips the head off, he kicks the chair of Miss Fluffy Tush, steps right over Jinx and heads for the door, as Evans screws out the way, leaving Jinx sitting at a chair in the mist of a wrecked Tea party
Jinx: Now that was uncalled for
He picks up Miss Fluffy Tush and holds the doll close to himself
Jinx: Shhhhhhhhhh….The pain will stop hurting I promise
Jinx places his hand on top of the dolls head, and gives it a hard twist, breaking the head off the doll
Jinx: WHY…………OoOoOoOo How I loved thee…………….
Jinx stands at the sight of the destruction
Jinx: Fucking party poopers
Eric Mark: Well we may be winding down here tonight here in Tokyo but we’ve still got are main event of the night
Alex Horn: That’s right folks and this one has a little bit of rather unique history to it as well. Chad Vargas and Doom, also known as the Doom Alliance have been a thorn in the side of are champion Requiem, first stuck their noses in Requiem’s business several weeks ago when putting the champion in a straight jacket. A few weeks later Skull Daze seemed to get stuck in the middle of this war and was teamed with Requiem last week, and end up becoming the One Shot champion! Burrows came down and gave him 5 defenses with the belt. Tonight though there won’t be any titles handed out, tonight there will only be BLOOD!
Eric Mark: You’ll need to forgive my broadcast partner folks, he’s somewhat biased in situations like this. He is right about one thing though, there will be blood spilled on the canvas before this match is over because next up is the first ever CLOCKWORK ORANGE HOUSE OF FUN match!
Alex Horn: You’re right E, you have a steel cage surrounding two sides of the ring and a steel cable suspended around the other two sides with weapons hanging at the competitor’s disposal. This match has the makings to not only be an instant classic, but to also be a potential career ending battle.
Eric Mark: And the only thing that may make this match more dangerous is the fact that you have Requiem putting his Title on the line in the mood Jinx put him in
Alex Horn: He‘s a fucking nut right now E, get it right. Make sure you show that man the respect he not only deserves, but the respect he’s earned.
Eric Mark: I can’t even begin to tell you how sick of that I’m going to get if I have to listen to you preach the praise of The Doom Alliance for the rest of the show.
Alex Horn: Preach? I’m just letting the world know just how amazing these guys are, They have JOHNNY HALL behind him, we know that fucker doesn‘t quit until he gets what he wants.
Eric Mark: Are you finished?
Alex Horn: And after we watch Doom destroy Requiem three weeks ago your still beating against The Alliance?
Eric Mark: You really seem to be getting ahead of yourself, not only are we going to witness a war here tonight as Requiem attempts to retain that title, your forgetting about the wild card…SKULL DAZE.
Alex Horn: Want to bet?
Eric Mark: Calm down Pete Rose.
Samantha: Ladies and gentlemen it is now time for your WU WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH! And it’s a Clockwork Orange House of fun match!
The scene opens up to a jam-packed Tokyo Dome. Many signs can be seen being held up by alot of the fans in attendance. All of a sudden Kid Rock’s “Cowboy” blasts over Wrestling Unplugged's P.A. system as Chad F’N Vargas emerges from the darkness behind the curtain. The crowd boos immediately at the sight of Vargas. Dressed ready to wrestle, he's wearing his yellow and purple wrestling tights, and a black "King Cobra - World Tour" muscle shirt. He’s topped off with his signature purple tinted Ray bans. In his left hand, he clutches his personalized acoustic guitar. Vargas struts down the aisle mouthing obscenities to the crowd the entire way. He finally reaches the steal steps, and slowly climbs up them and into the ring. He climbs up onto each of the four turnbuckles, raising his arms and guitar high in the air. He climbs down after a few minutes and pyros blast off around him off of all four turnbuckle tops as soon as his feet hit the mat. He takes off his shirt and flexes his muscles for the crowd, as they boo louder. Vargas smirks arrogantly as he sets his guitar down, arrogantly awaiting his opponent
Samantha: Introducing first, he represents the Doom Alliance, ladies and gents give it up for CHAD VARGAS!”
Solitary Man Hits The PA System as Smoke comes from the stage quickly filling up the whole stage. Then Skull springs out of the smoke to the surprise of the crowd. He is holding a kendo stick. He hops on the guard railing and does the wingspan to the crowd, he then hops off, and goes to the other side and repeats. Getting down to the ring, he hops on the apron and raises his kendo stick as black smoke shoots out of the steel posts. He steps in and takes off his top hat, placing it in the corner; he also removes his coat and places it next to his top hat. Rubbing his hair back and tightening his ponytail, the lights come back on and he places his kendo stick in the corner with jacket and hat. He then awaits his opponent.
Samantha: Introducing next, ladies and Gents of Tokyo give it up for SKULL DAZE!
The fans deliver a somewhat mixed reaction to the duo now standing in the ring...
Samantha: And their opponent…
The arena lights slowly fade from full light, to dead darkness. Nothing at all can be seen, minus the dancing cigarette lighters in the crowed from the anticipating fans. After but a moment, a distorted voice is heard over the loudspeakers, repeating the following cryptic tongued message.
Nad nehw draeh fo eht noitcerruser fo eht daed, emos dekcom. Rrehto dias; Ew lliw raeh eeht niaga no siht rettam.
A massive explosion follows the tongued sermon as the words to Boondox - Torn Possession kick in. Flames begin to dance upon the stage and the entrance ramp, and the same mysterious fog pours in.
I can hear the devil callin but I can't find a way.
I can feel myself fallin but I can't find my way.
Angels in my ear tellin me don't 'let go.'
Demons in my ear tellin me to LET GO!
When I'm fightin for my soul and they both want control.
The fog fades as the chorus ends. Requiem can now been seen, towering on center stage.
I'm surrounded by the dark become a stranger to the light.
Put all my hopes into the fact that everything will be alright.
But as I sit here crippled nervous in a state of shock.
Times become my enemy I'm staring at a broken clock.
And every hour on the hour some thing strange is taking place.
Apparitions on the wall voices and my soul is raped.
I can't explain it am I burnin' in that fire pit?
Has the devil come to claim what's his for all the times I needed shit?
Requiem, with his head down and his long, grey streaked black hair in his eyes slowly walks from center stage onto the ramp through the fog and the dancing flames.
I tried sleeping but still I could feel it creepin.
Call off the deacon bloods leakin right from the ceilin.
I hear the rain fallin tappin on my window sill.
Shadows crawling babies crying make it all seem surreal.
And what's that tickin in my head.
I know for sure that I ain't dead.
If that's the case then why the fuck am I still sittin in my bed.
I'm tryna scream but no sounds so I'm reachin for the phone.
I need to call some one right now to tell me what's goin on.
Upon the finishing of the last sentence, Requiem comes to the end of the ramp. The view flies by, going left to right to catch the full view of the fog, the flames, and Requiem standing at a standstill.
I can hear the devil callin but I can't find a way.
I can feel myself fallin but I can't find my way.
Angels in my ear tellin me don't 'let go.'
Demons in my ear tellin me to LET GO!
When I'm fightin for my soul and they both want control.
Requiem now turns quickly towards the ring steps. His long, black trench coat flaps from the rapid movement. He makes his way up the steps.
Seven days and nights go by and I ain't seen the fuckin sun.
Layin here surrounded by a priest some crosses and a nun.
Speakin in a foreign language but I seem to understand.
Crucifix is burnin flesh right when they placed it in my hand.
Holy water feels like torture fallin on my head.
Demons whisper in my ear don't worry son your almost dead.
Moms cryin daddies packin pictures flyin on the wall.
I can hear my grandma talk in tounges some where down the hall
Once up the steps, Requiem wastes little time stepping over the ropes into the ring. He twirls around, showing his coat flap in the rapid wind once more. He slowly takes off his coat.
Next thing I noticed I'm wakin up I'm in an empty room.
Some what unfamiliar was I sleepin in an empty tomb.
And then a light from up above.
I heard a voice filled with love.
A lady dressed all in white I didn't who she was.
And I can't explain the calm.
After the shock pain in my arm.
All I know is I feel warm and I don't care what's goin on.
The Sorrow walks his coat to his corner, and drapes it across the top rope. Without a hurry, he turns back towards the better side of the ring, and awaits.
Samantha: HE IS THE SORROW OF THE WU…He is here for you to feel his pain…He is are WU WORLD CHAMPION…REQUIEM!”
Requiem nods his head proudly acknowledging the names delivered by Samantha as he hands the World Championship belt to Evans and climbs up on the apron, eyeing his two opponents. Requiem steps into the ring in to the ring, flexing his neck back and forth before and eyeing up Chad for a long moment. Eric Evans grabs a mic and looks right at Chad
Eric Evans: Fuck, you sure you want to do this? Because I know dude, you don’t need to hide it from everybody any more. I’ve seen your medical records I know why you hide behind Doom…
Chad looks at him completely baffled.
Eric Evans: I know that you’ve not had an erection in six years but seriously dude, there’s no reason to hate on me just because I CAN satisfy the ladies...Or even because I have more money then Maddox does, it’s the truth, you seen what the guy is wearing? He has nothing on me, just like you have nothing on Requiem. May you rest in peace
Chad doesn’t even give him enough time to give the microphone back before he gets on the attack, Requiem steps in the way as Chad leves Requiem with a double-leg takedown before unloading a few right hands in Requiem’s face before Requiem is able to kick him off and cause some separation. Skull leans in the corner watching them go at it. It isn’t long before Chad is back on his feet again though and trying to press the advantage but Requiem is quickly back up again to block the first of the attempted right hands and attempt to dish out one of his own but Chad quickly grabs the arm and hooks it behind the big man’s back in a hammerlock, attempting to lift Requiem off his feet but he counters with a backwards kick to the nuts, before sending Chad over his back and crashing down on the mat. Chad quickly trips Requiem with Requiem charging after Skull Daze though before rolling back to his feet and attempting an elbow drop only for Skull Daze to grab a Glass Cane. Requiem rolls out the ring and Chad gets the shot from the Cane right in the back of the head sending glass all over the place! Skull Daze is beating Chad with the pieces of the Cane, Requiem to capitalize, charging across the ring and delivering a massive running Big boot to the head of Skull Daze. Skull Daze rolls from the ring grabbing at his head as Requiem is tempted to go out after him but stops himself, pointing up at the various weapons hanging from the wires around the ring. The fans pop as Requiem climbs up one of the turnbuckles and pulls down a Singapore Cane, dropping it down in to the ring before reaching up and pulling down what looks like a pair of handcuffs and hurling them down at Chad, who isn’t paying attention still holding the back of his head from the shot of the glass, his head is covered in blood. The cuffs catch Chad in the back and Skull reacts by quickly rolling in to the ring where Requiem is waiting, whipping him across the ring and dropping him with perfect looking clothesline.
Eric Mark: Tell me you saw how PERFECT that Clothesline was.
Alex Horn: One good move won’t win this match E.
Requiem pulls Skull back to his feet and delivers a stiff kick to the midsection of the experienced veteran before whipping him toward the turnbuckles and beginning to walk in after him, attempting a forearm shot in the corner but Skull counters it, throwing Requiem back against the turnbuckles instead. Chad is rolls to the middle of the ring and begins to taunt Skull, offering the hand out for a test of strength on the smaller man which he slowly approaches to accept. Chad locks one hand in on the test of strength before Skull offers up the other and Chad slowly accepts it. The two men lock up but Skull almost immediately unleashes a stiff kick to the midsection, followed quickly by another and then a knee to the upper body as Chad is doubled over before forcing the former One Shot champion back against the ropes, still with the hands locked up, before releasing quickly and slapping Chad hard across the chest. Chad attempts to cover up but Skull separates his hands again, slapping him hard across the chest once again as the sound echoes around the building.
Eric Mark: Skull Daze leaving a big red handprint on Chad’s chest! That’s one hell of a chop he’s got there.
Skull grabs Chad by the arm, attempting to whip him across the ring but Chad holds on to the top rope to prevent Skull from whipping him so Skull just quickly delivers a few stiff kicks to the gut before whipping Chad across the ring only for Chad to duck his attempt at a clothesline. Skull quickly recovers, swinging at Chad as he comes off the other side as well with another attempt at a clothesline but Chad ducks that as well, coming off the ropes a third time and knocking Skull off his feet with a massive flying cross body. Rather than going for the cover though Chad unloads with several right-hands to the face of Skull until Skull throws him off and rolls under the ropes attempting to regain his composure once again. Requiem moves in after grabbing a barbwire bat, and he unloads on Chad just cracking him with the bat, even leaves the Barb wire bat sticking in the back of Chad, Requiem throws Chad out of the ring crashing down on Skull. Requiem doesn’t let any of them escape this time however, charging across the ring and leaping up and over the top rope, crashing down on Skull and Chad with a BIG cross body getting a pop from a big section of the crowd. He quickly gets back to his feet, grabbing Skull by the head and attempting to throw him back in to the ring but Skull catches Requiem with a shot to the gut and charges him back against the guardrail. Skull pulls a chair from under the ring and tosses it to Requiem as he leaps on the apron and leaps off looking for a kick to the face of Requiem but Requiem cocks back and nails Skull in mid-flight!
Alex Horn: Dick
Requiem climbs to his feet with a smirk and stares back at Skull Daze a look of anger growing painfully evident. Chad tries to get a cheap lick in but Requiem drops him to with a deadly chair shot! Skull begins to move towards Req as if stalking is prey and without hesitation Req runs around the side of the ring and dives back under the bottom rope back to the inside. Req jumps up the side of the cage and manages to grab hold of Another baseball bat and as Skull raises to one knee Req cracks him solidly over the top of the head, but Skull seems unfazed. Req again pulls back and again snaps the bat down across Skull’s neck and back, gain to no avail. Finally Req pulls back as hard as he possibly can and he snaps the bat over Skull’s ribcage.
Alex Horn: Move over Barry Bonds we’ve got a brand new Homerun Champion!
Eric Mark: Except Skull Daze is completely unfazed by those shots, he barely winced.
Req again turns scaling the side of the cage grasping hold of a lid to a trash can and turning in midair crashing down with a blow to the top of Skull’s skull. Daze turns and in an absolute awe to the audience again grabs Req by the face and he sends him back first into the steel cage. Skull fires himself forward and he levels Req to the mat with a hard elbow to the jaw. Skull wastes no time pulling Req back up and catching him with a hard knee to the midsection. Req doubles over and Skull launches forward driving a double axe handle smash into Skull’s lower back.
Eric Mark: The challenger is absolutely relentless this match may not last long at this rate.
Alex Horn: Like I’ve told you again and again this is just part of the masterful plan.
Skull bends over again leaning towards Req, but much to his surprise he is caught with a hard left hand to the throat that sends him back into the ropes. Req whips up to his feet and runs towards Skull leaping in the air and nailing a Big Boot that sends Skull into the side of the steel cage. Skull just seems to rebound off the cage but at the same time Req leaps forward with a clothesline that seems to catch both men off guard as it sends them both hard to the mat.
Eric Mark: For the first point in this match all three men are down
Alex Horn: The match just got underway you retard.
Both men slowly get back to their feet but its Skull who’s up first. He grabs Req by the hair and pulls him back to his feet, lifting the bigger man on to his shoulders and charging toward the steel cage in an attempt to hurl Req face first in to it. Req drops off his shoulders however and rolls back to his feet, leaping up and grabbing a trashcan lid from the weapons hanging around the ring and smashing Skull in the face with it as Skull comes charging at him. Skull staggers back but doesn’t fall, much to Req’s annoyance, so Req pulls down a second trashcan lid and, with one in each hand, hits Skull around the head from both sides. Still the larger man refuses to go down however and Req grins, grabbing a trash can from the mat and placing it over Skull head. He points down at Chad who is slowly starting to move telling him to watch closely before running toward the corner and up the turnbuckles; kicking off the cage grabbing Skull and dropping him with the Last Right. Req doesn’t stop. He grabs a steel chair and begins to smash in to the trash that that still covers the top half of Skull’s body with multiple shots before placing the chair on top and climbing the ropes. With another glance down at Chad, Req leaps from the top turnbuckle and elbow drops the chair, driving it in to the shattered trash can on top of Skull’s body. Skull rolls around the ring in pain, grabbing at his arm before sitting back up in the corner and admiring his handiwork.
Fans: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Eric Mark: This thing already has classic written all over it.
Alex Horn: I told you everything was apart of the plan E and you didn’t listen.
Req turns towards Skull and begins to drag himself across the ring still holding his arm tightly against his body. Req pulls the trash can from Daze’s skull and shoves it to the side before laying his arm over Skull’s body.
ONE…
Eric Mark: THIS ONE COULD BE OVER!
TWO…
THRE…
Alex Horn: NO HE GOT THE SHOULDER UP! REQ HAD THIS WON! I DEMAND A RECOUNT!
Req lifts himself to his knees in utter disbelief as he just begins to fire right and left hands into Skull’s forehead. It’s quite obvious at this point Req is fighting out of pure determination as he finally lifts himself to his feet. Req backs away from Skull and stands in the corner of the ring looking over towards Chad who is almost to his knees before he falls on the mat outside he points and with a look of intimidation on his face he lunges forward and drives a boot to the kidneys of Skull who’d just lifted himself to all fours.
Alex Horn: Do you want to talk about ruthless now? Req is the absolute man!
Eric Mark: But you said…Ah fuck it
Req marches over to Skull and pulls him to his knees before sending him back to the mat with a knee to the chest. Req again displaying some of his brawling skills mounts Skull and starts to deliver vicious left hands to the jaw of his opponent. Daze manages to block one of Skull’s right hands and he manages to swing momentum in his favor as he manages to execute a laying switch which ends with Skull in a dominate position. Skull chooses not to exchange punches with Req as he pulls him to his feet and Irish whips him off the far ropes. Req runs towards Skull and is caught awkwardly with his arms hooked and sent over the top rope with an arm drag takeover. Req crashes hard to the mat inches in front of the broadcast table.
Eric Mark: That move may have broken Req’s back.
Alex Horn: Guys we may need some medical attention out here for Requiem he looks to be in excruciating pain.
Skull Daze drops to his back and rolls under the bottom rope and to the outside wasting no time pulling Req to his feet and sending him shoulder first into the ring steps. Skull charged right after and he drives a sickening knee into Req’s back that just sends the challenger further into the steel. Skull then grabs hold of Req’s skull and he places his forehead on the corner of the steps and just begins to grind from side to side.
Eric Mark: Dear god! Parents get your children out of the room this is absolutely sickening.
Alex Horn: And the Casket match wasn’t or the Out cold match?
Blood begins to pour from a GIANT gash in Req’s forehead as Skull begins to back off as he surveys his work.
Alex Horn: OH MY GOD! I THINK I CAN SEE REQ’S SKULL! THAT’S THE MOST DIGUSTING THING I’VE EVER SEEN!
Eric Mark: That blood is pouring right into Req’s eyes I’m sure it’s going to become a hindrance to his vision at some point.
Alex Horn: His vision? Fuck his vision! At some point or another you know that he’s going to start getting dizzy.
Skull grabs the fallen bloodied Req and lifts him up, ordering the commentators away from the announce table. He picks The big man up in a crucifixion position, setting him up for a Crucifix power bomb through the announce table but Req counters out of it, landing on his feet behind the smaller foe Skull Daze grabs Req by the hair and Req responds with a rake of the eyes then trips Skull so that he crashes in to the ring steps face first. Seeing the table now cleared off Req grabs Skull by the hair and smashes his face on to the ring steps multiple times, and the fans actually count along with each shot.
ONE!!
TWO!!
THREE!!
FOUR!!
FIVE!!
SIX!!
SEVEN!!
Just before eight Req realizes they’re counting and stops, flipping off the fans and just letting Skull’s body fall limply back to the floor. The fans boo as Req begins to drag the larger man over toward the table, forcing him on top of the announce table with everything he’s got before climbing up alongside him. Req pulls him to his feet and signals for the Eulogy through the table but Skull counters it, nailing Req first with elbow shots and then with a knee to the gut. He once again lifts Req up, setting up for a powerbomb through the table they’re both standing on. Once seated on Skull shoulders however Req drives the point of his elbow in to the top of Skull’s head multiple times and the smaller man begins to stagger. Req flips himself around so he’s now facing forwards and just jumps forward, grabbing Skull on the way down in a ¾ Facelock and driving him through the announce table with a modified version of the EULOGY!
Eric Mark: EULOGY! Out of sheer desperation I must add.
Alex Horn: COVER HIM REQ! YOU’VE GOT THIS MATCH WON!
Suddenly Chad is on his feet and brings down Eric Evans with a reverse DDT. Req slowly manages to get to his feet and stares at Chad. He points to him and then picks up a chair begging Chad to get some, he was so full of adrenaline but Chad rolls into the ring and just stands there with a smirk on his face. Req doesn’t notice Skull standing up behind him with a crazed look in his eyes. Suddenly one of the camera men gets Skull’s attention and Skull grabs the camera and nails Req with the camera breaking the camera into pieces and knocking Req out cold.
Alex Horn: Skull Daze just took down Requiem with that camera and he has yet to move.
Skull flips Chad off and with a shrug he drops to the arena floor and drapes his body over top of Req while hooking his leg.
ONE…
Eric Mark: This one is obviously over.
TWO…
Chad bounces off the ropes leaps on the top rope and comes off crashing into Skull and Requiem with a moonsault!
Alex Horn: I forgot he was really apart of this match!
Again the look of frustration crosses Skull’s face as he climbs to his feet and tries to drag the almost deadweight of Req back into the ring. As Chad seems to have hurt himself with the move and is slow to get up, but as Skull tries to get Req back into the ring, Chad hits Skull with a spinning heel kick! Chad rolls Skull into the ring before climbing the corner turnbuckle sliding across the chain and pulling down the cowbell of doom! Chad drops to the mat much to the delight of the fans and he pulls back and clobbers Skull over the head sending a loud ringing through the entire arena.
Alex Horn: I’ve always said WU needs more cowbells.
Chad again pulls the bell back and again he sends it crashing against the back of Daze’s skull opening a tiny cut that begins to trickle down his back onto the mat. To Chad’s surprise the blows don’t keep Skull on the mat as he begins to push himself to get up. Obviously groggy Skull grasps the top rope to hold himself up as Chad charges forward only to be caught with an unexpected boot to the jaw. The move sends Chad staggering into the turnbuckle where Skull charges forward like a bull nailing Chad with a sickening full body splash. Skull then grabs Chad’s skull and slams it straight into the connection partition between the two parts of the cage.
Eric Mark: Add That gash with Req’s this whole ring will be of Crimson Colored
Skull Daze positions Chad in the corner and sizes up the Snake up before driving a hard knee in to the gut that rocks Chad. He sizes him up again and again drives the knee to the gut before backing off in to the opposite corner. After a quick signal to the crowd Skull Daze charges across the ring at Chad but Chad ducks out of the way, using Skull’s own momentum to send him crashing face first in to the piece of steel cage. Skull bounces back, holding his head in pain but Chad isn’t done quite yet. He grabs a chair and sets it up in the middle of the ring, charging at Skull Daze who’s pulled himself up in to the corner and landing a hard knee strike to the gut before hooking his head and bulldogging him straight down on to the chair. Blood begins to trickle down Skull’s head but it’s obviously not fast enough a flow for Chad yet who pulls Skull back up and whips him to the ropes again, catching him with a drop toehold on to the chair. The second impact with the chair opens up the wound on Skull’s head and the blood begins to flow more freely now. Chad wipes some up on his hand and leans over the ropes, showing Req the blood before flicking it at him. Req slides into the ring and grabs Chad by the head and drops him with a reverse DDT
Eric Mark: All three men are busted wide-open and our ring mat seems to have been stained a permanent red.
Req again moves towards Chad laying a single arm over his chest in complete exhaustion.
ONE…
TWO…
T….
Eric Mark: Skull Daze with everything he has drops a lazy elbow to break up the count
Req slow to his feet again and begins to look at the referee in disbelief as he see’s Skull still down and hurt, Req lifts his hands and slaps them together three times quickly before screaming something else at the referee. The referee mouths something back and Req again is set off. Blood flies everywhere as Req continues to scream only to have his legs swept out from under him as Chad tries to wrap him up in a schoolboy pinning combination.
One…
Alex Horn: CHAD’S GOT THE SHORTS!
TWO…
THR…
Req manages to shoot his shoulder off the mat just in the nick of time as a pool of blood remains below where Req was positioned.
Eric Mark: Kick out by Req, but there is a lot of blood on that mat. We’re seeing actual puddles of blood coat the ring at the moment. I don’t know how either of these three men is still going.
Alex Horn: It’s all about the gold, tells you just how much the WU Championship means to all three of these men
Eric Mark: Either way we’re getting to watch a war.
Req is the first man to climb to his feet and again he begins to scale the wall of the cage this time managing to free the staple gun. Req drops to the mat and much to his surprise stands Skull Daze. Skull stands a matter of feet away and Req just starts firing off staple after staple. The staples just bounce off Skull’s chest though as he finally manages to corner Req against the turnbuckle. Daze grabs hold of Req’s hand and with all the strength in his body he begins to turn the staple gun towards Req’s face. The look of sheer fear crosses the Sorrow’s face as Skull places the gun against his forehead and pulls the trigger not twice but three times sending the metal spears into Req’s scalp.
Eric Mark: For the love of god a staple gun?! A cowbell?! What’s next?!
Alex Horn: A tazer?
Eric Mark: I hope not.
Skull allows Req to drop to the mat, as Chad comes charging at Skull, Daze fires him off the side of the cage dropping him hard onto the top of the ring ropes. Chad bounces off the ropes and back into the ring only to be floored with a boot to the jaw. Skull moves forward and drops an elbow hard into Chad’s chest before hooking his leg and going for the cover.
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Chad shoots a shoulder off of the mat.
Eric Mark: Near fall by Skull Daze.
Skull climbs to both knees rolling under the bottom rope as a giant pool of blood rests under the three men on the mat. Skull pulls a table in to the ring and begins to set it up in the corner, carefully balancing it against the ropes. Skull grabs Chad to his feet by his head and attempts to Irish Whip him toward the table but Chad runs up it, floating over the ropes and landing on the apron. Skull watches this in almost disbelief before charging at Chad who responds with a shoulder to the gut, flipping up over the ropes and hitting a sunset flip on Skull Daze, smashing his head against a trash can lid in the ring as he does so. Chad rolls to his feet and pulls the table down, setting it up in the middle of the ring with a grin before grabbing a chair and placing it down on top of the table. Chad grabs a second chair and as Req gets back to his feet Chad cracks him in the back, dropping the big man to his knees, his head falling down on to the chair that now rests on top of the table. Chad takes the chair he’s holding and smashes Req across the back of the head in a modified One-Man Conchairto before placing it down on top of Req’s head. He climbs the ropes in the corner before looking across the ring at the cage and jumps down, walking across and climbing the cage instead. Carefully balancing himself on the very top Chad strikes a Crucifix pose, a sick smile on his face, before leaping off and twisting in the air, crashing down on top of the chair with a FROG SPLASH, not only driving himself through the table but in the process sandwiching Req’s head between the two chairs and driving that through the table as well. The fans go mental as both men lay motionless in the ring.
Eric Mark: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Alex Horn: REQUIEM IS DEAD! HERE IS YOUR WINNER AS A RESULT OF MURDER! CHAD VARGAS!
Eric Mark: Shut up you idiot. I’m starting to get concerned about Requiem by the looks of him he has no idea where he’s at right now. His eyes are glazed over and I’m worried he may have a serious concussion.
Alex Horn: It comes with the territory, if you can’t handle the heat stay out of the kitchen.
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THRE…
REQ KICKS OUTS!!!
Both men begin to roll around the ring as Skull is in a sitting postion and Chad manages to make his way to the outside of the ring where he sits on both knees. Req still lays face first in a pool of his own blood before climbing up. The camera zooms in on Req’s face and displays the absolutely gigantic gash that continues to pour blood. On the outside of the ring for whatever reason begins to climb the outside of one of the panels of the cage. On the inside of the ring Skull is on his feet and sets up a steel chair in a seated position. Skull bounces off of the far ropes, leaps up the chair springboards off of the top rope and into the side of the cage. With a loud snapping noise the crowd is in absolute shock as the panel of cage now holding the weight of both Chad Vargas and Skull Daze gives way and begins to fall slowly towards the first few rows. As the cage begins to fall Chad slams down hard into the first three rows with a thud while the cage follows catching between the ring apron and the ring barricade. Skull’s body comes crashing down against the propped cage and he let’s out a shrill scream as he clutches his ribs.
Eric Mark: WE NEED SOME HELP OUT HERE RIGHT NOW! THAT CAGE JUST GAVE WAY AND WE’VE GOT CHAD VARGAS LYING IN A HEAP IN THE FRONT ROW!
Alex Horn: Forget Chad! Skull Daze could be broken in half! Let’s get some qualified professionals out here to administer the proper medical attention that he deserves.
Eric Mark: And Req’s contents of his skull are leaking out into the ring!
Medical personnel rush from the back and begin to try to push their way through the tattered remains of the House of Fun and they begin to pull fans from beneath Chad Vargas. The first of the two men to begin to move is Chad who seemed to have some cushioning to his fall. Chad rolls his body over the barricade back into the ringside area and he pulls Skull from the fallen cage and lays his body overtop of his for the attempted cover.
One…
Eric Mark: THIS HAS TO BE IT!
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THRE….
Skull manages to just roll his shoulder off of the mat.
Chad attempts another pin this time hooking Skull’s leg.
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THR…
Once again Skull shoots his arm off the mat.
Chad climbs to his knees and pulls Skull to his feet immediately throwing him shoulder first into the cage but Skull reverse it leaving Chad in a heap. Skull steps over the top rope and climbs to the outside of the ring before reaching under the ring apron and he pulls out two tables. Skull slides the tables under the bottom rope and into the ring. Skull follows the tables in and approaches Skull and delivers a hard knee to Chad’s jaw. Both men continue to bleed profusely and Skull wastes no time setting up the two tables side-by-side. Skull then turns and begins to pull Chad up to the top of the cage.
Eric Mark: What’s Skull Daze doing? That’s completely unfamiliar territory for Skull Daze.
Skull turns himself into a seated position and he pulls Chad up over his head in a Torture Rack position…
Eric Mark: HE’S GOING FOR THE DAZED DRIVER FROM THE TOP OF THE CAGE!
Chad manages to wiggle slightly and in midair spins and he drives a fist into the back of Skull’s head. Chad begins to fall down the cage, but surprisingly he manages to catch himself on one of the rungs. The busted open and bloody mess that Is Req begins to climb the cage, but he doesn’t climb straight up, no he climbs to the further point to the cage from Skull.
Alex Horn: REQ GET DOWN! YOU DON’T NEED TO BE UP THERE! E I’m not sure how safe that cage really is.
The cage shakes as Req manages to pull himself to his feet and he begins to move slowly and then more quickly. Req manages to tightrope walk the top of the cage and he leaps forward grabbing Chad’s neck and flying from the cage. The LAST RITES takes both men from the top of the cage and it pulls Chad head first down and through the two wooden tables that he’d setup. Skull is still on top of the cage and is in utter disbelief
Alex Horn: LAST RITES! LAST RITES FROM THE TOP OF THE CAGE!
Fans: HOLY FUCK! HOLY FUCK!
Eric Mark: I have never seen such a move in my entire life!
Weener begins to pull the tattered remains out of the way and he immediately dives to the mat and slams his fist down, but the camera is unable to see through the mess.
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TWO
THR
Skull comes leaping off the top of the cage and comes crashing down on Req and Chad with a Shooting Star Press!
Eric Mark: SKULL…SKULL…SKULL
Alex Horn: I can’t believe what I just saw E
Eric Evans begins banging on the mat and telling Req to get UP! Skull Daze somehow gets to his feet, and grabs him by the hair and pulls him back to his feet, throwing him back against the turnbuckles and jumping to the middle rope, grabbing him and monkey-flipping him back toward the chair again. Req hits the chair again and once again begins to roll around the ring in pain as Skull grabs him by the hair once again and pulls him back up again, setting up for a DDT but Req pushes him off and leans on the ropes for a minute to regain his composure but she doesn’t give it up, charging at him. He grabs the top rope and ducks down, letting him go flying to the outside before pointing out that he just outsmarted him and giving everyone at home a close up of his exposed skull. Before he’s even done showing off however he gets leveled from behind by Chad with a strong forearm to the back of the head. The fans boo as Chad pulls Req back up again and sets him up in waist lock, throwing him overhead in a German Supplex that just narrowly misses the chair once again. Chad goes quickly for the cover but the referee is checking on Skull. He angrily gets back up, pushing him down before grabbing Req again and grabbing him around the throat, dropping him on to the chair with a legsweep/chokedrop combo.
Chad hooks the leg of Req but before Weener can even drop to make the three-count Skull pulls Chad off the cover and Skull levels him. Chad grabs Skull by the throat but Skull knocks his hand away, nailing Chad in the gut and whipping him hard against the ring steps. Chad hits his head hard on the steps and his body seems to go limp as the steps bounce across the floor for a moment. Skull gets back up again and grabs the cane that Reg threw down earlier in the match and smashes him in the face with it before grabbing him in a side Russian Legsweep and putting the cane across his throat, dropping backwards and taking Req down! Skull is quick to climbed the ropes and is looking to finish Req off with one big move. He leaps off the ropes in an attempt at a second Shooting Star press but Req rolls out of the way at the last possible second and he hits the mat hard.
Alex Horn: That’s why they call it high-risk, because sometimes it’s just not worth the risk!
Req using the steel cage to pull himself back up again.Req finally gets back to his feet as Skull grabs two trashcan lids from the weapons hanging down from the wires. He smashes Req across the face with one, and then the other, before grabbing the World Champion by the head and running him face first in to the steel cage. Req bounces off holding his head in pain and as he removes his heads we see that there’s now MORE blood coming out the cut. Skull keeps the advantage going however, putting down the lids and grabbing Req, dragging him over to them and attempting a piledriver on to one of the lids but Req is able to counter it and throw Skull up and over in a back body drop. Chad attempts to come back in to the ring but Req grabs one of the trashcan lids and smashes him across the face with it as he charges at him, dropping him to the mat holding his face. Skull struggles up as Req swings the trashcan lid at him as well now, dropping him to the mat as well. With both of them down Jreq quickly climbs the turnbuckles, grabbing an actual trashcan as well as the glass saucepan that we saw hanging there earlier. Chad struggles back to her feet and Req puts the trashcan over him and charges him back toward the turnbuckles, hitting a massive shoulder block in to the turnbuckles that crushes the trashcan in to him
Alex Horn: Seem’s as though the lose of blood hasn’t slowed any of these guys down one bit. I mean Req‘s brain is pretty much hanging out of his head and he is in control
Skull slowly gets back up again holding his head as Req grabs the saucepan and just swings for the fences, hitting Skull square in the side of the head and almost taking his head off with the impact. He tumbles down to the mat nearing unconsciousness as Reg turns his attention back to Chad. He pulls Chad, still with the trashcan over him, out of the corner and whips him to the ropes, dropkicking the trashcan this time and sending Chad down with him still inside of it. He hits the mat hard as Req runs the ropes, leaping up and crashing down on the trashcan with both knees, flatting a large portion of it against Chad’s upper body. The fans seem shocked by the sight of the half flatted trashcan wearing Red Neck as Req kicks him out of the ring before pulling Skull back to his feet but Skull drives a knee to the gut of Req to stop his momentum, grabbing the Champion by the leg and whipping him up and over in a massive Fisherman’s Supplex before rolling over and attempting to hook the leg...
Eric Mark: SKULL HAS THIS ONE WON!
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TWO......!!
Alex Horn: AND REQ KICKS OUT AGAIN!
Skull isn’t all that bothered by the kick out seemingly, pulling Req up and picking him up to attempt a spine buster but Req hangs on to Skull’s head with a headlock, slowly getting him to release the spine buster attempt. Skull doesn’t give in entirely, charging Req back against the turnbuckles again. Skull grabs one of the trashcan lids and smashes Req around the face with it before he’s even gotten out of the corner, dropping him to a seated position. With Req prone Skull begins to rub his foot across the face of the Champion opening up the wound on his forehead even more. Dante goes for the killer blow, running the ropes but as he goes to deliver the final kick Req rolls from the ring and Skull’s leg goes straight through the ropes to the point he accidentally crotches himself on the ropes. Skull rolls from the ring in pain as Chad finally gets the trash can off of himself on the outside and crawls across to check on him. The pair slowly pull themselves back to their feet as Weener, who’s been rather quiet up until now, comes to check on them. For as the group help one another up the fans begin to go wild...as no one has spotted Req crawling away from Skull and Chad
Eric Mark: What are they... oh no!
Alex Horn: What is he...? REQ WITH A TERRY FUNK MOONSAULT OFF THE TOP OF THE CAGE JUST TOOK OUT SKULL DAZE, AND CHAD, A FIRST HERE IN WU AS WE SAW THE BIG MAN…THE SORRROW FLY THROUGH THE AIR!!!
Eric Mark: AND THESE FANS ARE GOING NUTS!!
Alex Horn: One thing’s for sure, they DEFINITELY like Requiem now! Sorrow or Not!
Requiem struggles back to his feet and raises his arms to mass applause from the fans as the incident is replayed on all the video screens and the cameras see Requiem scrambling up the side of the cage and balancing himself before throwing himself off from about fifteen feet in the air to masses off applause. With both Skull and Chad down now, alongside the ringside area begins to look like a car wreck, As Requiem just falls on top of Chad Vargas
ONE
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Skull Trying to crawl to make the save…
THREE
NOT IN TIME
Eric Mark: What a Win for Requiem, all three of these men just gave it there all!
Alex Horn: Here comes the team, Plague of Karnage to help Requiem out of the War Zone. But it doesn’t seem like there helping Requiem as Eric is tending to Req as Jinx is doing a number on Chad Vargas.
Eric Mark: Damn it, I hate the Doom Alliance but the man has been trough enough tonight!
Jinx begins to scar up the face of Chad, as well as play with the blood coming out of Chad’s head? Rueben grabs Chad from Jinx and drops Chad down to the matt with a deadly powerbomb! But the Attack is short lived as Doom, Hall, and Maddox come rushing to the ring, and all hell is breaking lose as every man is beating every other’s foe, Skull is getting his licks in on everyone who gets close, but Is quickly dropped to the matt by Jinx’s low blow, the brawl last about 5 minutes before Danni Vesneski’s music hit’s the PA system sending the Tokyo Dome into a Up Roar. A thick cloud of smoke takes over the entrance way, as everyone is waiting for Danni to come out, but its DAVID GUNN! David Gunn comes rushing down to the ring, and in his hands is carrying a TASER and in the Other hand a Can of MACE! He slides into the ring and sends Jinx leaping to the corner with a shot with the Teaser, He sprays Porter in the face with the can of mace, as he slides Skull out of the ring and the two make there way up the ramp leaving the members of Plague of Karnage standing in the ring, and the Doom Alliance members on the outside, David Gunn smiles as Skull Daze is holding his head up the ramp. Skull Daze is holding his head up the ramp as Eric Evans snatches a mic.
Evans: Did you see that, Maddox? Requiem beat the best you had to offer, and you expect him to have trouble facing Toaster-face over there? I don't fucking think so. You see, Requiem is not only the best that THIS company has to offer, he's the best big man in history. Hell, he's the best dark wrestler ever. So you and your butt-fucking brigade can just all go to hell if you think that there's any one of you that can stop Requiem, or if there's anyone else in the world that has the power to stop him. I would--
Evans is cut short, and jumps a mile out of his skin when thunder claps so loud throughout the arena it sounds like an explosion. The entire crowd makes a gasp whenever this happens and the Doom Alliance and Plague of Karnage are all looking around the arena for the source of the disturbance.
Thunder claps again, just as loud as the lights go out and there's a faint picture on the projection screen of a tree sitting upon a riverbank in the moonlight. Eerie letters are then painted on the screen in blood that read:
THE END...IS NEAR...THE PLAGUE WAS ONLY THE BEGINNING, BUT DOOM IS EMINENT IN THE FUTURE OF ONE....REQUIEM..
We hear faint laughter in the background as the screen goes blank after the message is displayed. The Plague and the Doom Alliance are all left speechless just staring blankly at each other. as the Wrestling Unplugged logo shines across the screen…
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JP Knuckles
Chris Legend
