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Way before any of the wrestlers came to prepare for the nights show or before a single fan could enter the arena, Jacob is seen walking back stage with Samantha who is wearing a black blindfold. Now I know what you are all thinking, Jacob finally got Sam to agree to fuck him and this is all just some form of kink that is being displayed, but that is far from the matter at hand. Who knows, after what he is about to show her he may just get laid. Samantha: Where are we going? Jacob: Just relax love and enjoy the ride. He turns her toward the left and out the curtains on to the entrance way. All is peaceful and not a single sound is heard. It is actually quite nice. Walking her forward a bit more he stops and proceeds to step in front, facing her head on. What the camera didn’t show you that is now visible was a box all wrapped up with a bow on it that Jacob had in his right hand. Jacob: Open your eyes schmexy I bought ya a present! Sam removes the blindfold and sees Jacob holding the wrapped box at waste level. She looks at Jacob and smiles a bit before cautiously opening the box. Inside was definitely not what she was expecting. She lets out a slight gasp. Jacob Smith: You like your gift, yeah? Samantha: What the fuck man! Is that your cock? Inside the box, but thankfully not on camera was in fact Jacob’s not so private parts. He had wrapped up a box, cut a hole in the side and slipped in his Johnson before placing the lid on. Jacob: All ten and a half inches baby! That beast is all natural too! But that’s not your real present, just more of an after dinner mint per say. Sam: Dude, put that thing away before you choke someone with it. She adverts her eyes, but cannot help to glace back to take a second look before he zips up and points at her real gift out. Jacob: Check that shit out! Down the ramp is a brand new wrestling ring standing in the middle of the arena. The light glistens and gleams off of the chrome posts. Jacob Smith: That right there love is the Bentley of wrestling rings. You like? Sam’s jaw drops as she rushes toward the ring to take a closer look. She cannot believe what is standing in front of her. Sam: Holy shit! This thing is amazing! Jacob Smith: My cock or the ring? Samantha: Well both actually. How in the hell did you pull this off? This thing must have cost a fortune. Jacob Smith: Let’s just say I have connections that enjoy cowboy hats and I told you once we got sponsors the money would be flowing in. This is just the first of many new things to come. Samantha: Yeah, but our sponsors are Popeye’s Chicken and Jim Bean whiskey. How could they have forked over that much cash? Jacob Smith: Have you ever had Popeye‘s? They are fucking brilliant! Samantha: Yeah, but still… Jacob Smith walks over and places a finger on her lips. Jacob Smith: Just relax love. Every ’fhing is fine. You just hate to admit that I did something good for a change, right? We needed a ring due to my fuck up and I got us a ring. Problem solved. Samantha: Yeah, I guess… She smiles at him and grabs his hand as they walk back up the aisle way. - - - - [ Akilliz vs. Chuckles ] - - - - It didn’t take too long before these two men locked up. Chuckles, was not looking too impressed with the cocky smile that Akilliz flashed around the arena locked in a grapple. For the beginning of the match it looked like Chuckles had the clear advantage over his opponent, moving quicker and hitting harder but it was something that wouldn’t last once Akilliz had enough of playing mister nice guy, a low blow to an un-expecting outsider saw Akilliz gain back some momentum. Akilliz must have decided that enough was enough as he threw a still stunned Chuckles against the turn buckles and began hitting him with body blows, the nice of skin against skin echoing through the small arena and chorusing with the ‘oohs’ and ‘ahhs’ on the spectators. Chuckles tried to counter by grabbing Akilliz by the hands and throwing him backwards away from him giving him just enough time to get out from the turnbuckle and run at Akilliz for a diving clothesline which brought them both crashing to the mat. Akilliz was back on his feet quickly despite still being stunned from the blow and Chuckles wasn’t far behind him, but a Superkick quickly put Chuckles back on the mat. Akilliz looking down at his opponent looked pleased with his work as a smile crossed his arrogant face. He stood over Chuckles waiting for him to stagger back to his feet amid the screams from the small crowd. Once his opponent had staggered to his feet Akilliz smiled and hit him with the ROtd, securing the win as he pinned him, the smile still on his face. - - - - [ I‘m Co-Owner…Treat me Like it ] - - - - Trent Medlow is seen walking down the hallways of the casino, dressed in a black suit with a silver undershirt and tie. Rounding a corner, he moves towards Jacob’s office. Trent raises a hand to knock, but pulls it back down and enters without word. Jacob Smith: Oh you are a naughty girl aren’t you! Jacob Smith sits at his desk in the dark room with one hand on the top of his desk and the other not visible. Trent flips on the light switch startling him and a thud from under the desk is heard almost as if someone’s head slammed up into the wood of the desk. Female Voice: OWWW!!! Jacob: Fuck mate, ya just about gave me a heart attack! Haven’t you ever heard of knocking? Trent moves towards the desk sitting down in the chair opposite of Jacob Smith. He slams his briefcase down on the table. Jacob: Seriously mate can’t you see I am in the middle of some thing here? Trent’s expression doesn’t change. He simply just unlocks the briefcase. Jacob Smith: Apparently you don’t care that I am trying to blow off some steam so what is it? Trent: I was hoping you would be smart enough to realize that I am more then worthy to help you run this federation but it now doesn’t seem that way. I was hoping you would respect me by now. Jacob Smith: Respect? I was hoping you would have enough respect to knock when I am in the middle of getting head. Trent: This isn’t about you Jay. This is about me; and you not including me in meetings, in production talk. And all the rest of this bullshit. You bought a new ring and didn’t even call me to look at it? Jacob eyes begin to glaze over slightly as a slurping noise is faintly heard from beneath the desk. A wide brimmed smile is going from ear to ear as he attempts to form a complete sentence. Jacob Smith: Well you…. Trent: Rhetorical question. Now, are you going to start treating me like a Owner? Jacob: Well… Trent opens up his briefcase grabbing a stack of American $100 bills. Trent: Now If you don’t mind I’m making the Raj vs. Fox match a Commonwealth championship, and not only that I’m going fire Salim if he loses Jacob’s face is starting to contort and quiver and he is about to turn Japanese. Jacob: I will… I mean sure…do it… Trent: A good business partner is quite useful Jay. Now have we reached a mutual agreement? Trent extends his hand, but Jacob does not accept it. Jacob: Trust me mate you don’t want to touch me hand. But I will tell you this, tonight will be Salim’s last night apart of 96 Trent: Good. Now give me the key to Sam’s locker room. Jacob: Whatever bloke, have at it. Now I suggest you leave before I shoot me wad all over the place. Trent: Speaking of wad… Trent throws another two stacks of money down onto the table before heading out of the room. Just then the woman from under the desk arose looking sexier than ever wiping the side of her mouth with her finger before giving Jacob a kiss. She grabs one of the stacks of money, fingers through it and she too leaves the room. It seems everyone has left here happy. - - - - [ Salim Raj vs. Makayla Fox ] - - - - Both stars stepped it up and put on one hell of a show for the fans. The action was non-stop and both stars were able to gain the upper-hand and show signs of victory. Midway during the match Fox had Raj down on his back after hitting a Dragon Sleeper, but just as he thought Raj was going to tap, he somehow managed to grab the ring ropes to break the hold. As Raj grasped for air, Fox began to dance around the ring. Meanwhile Raj started to regain his composure and started playing possum to make Fox think he was still hurting from the submission attempt. Still rolling around embellishing his injuries, he waited for Fox to make her move and as Fox as Fox turned her attention back to Raj, Salim made his move. He grasped the upper hand advantage for a decent amount of time, but no matter how hard he hit the female superstar, he could never seem to chop her down. After thinking he had the perfect opportunity to finish the match, Raj went for Ji ho, but it was instantly reversed in to the DDT of Love. Fox went for the cover and unbeknownst to the referee that Raj’s leg was under the bottom rope thus normally halting the count, he counted the three and raised the hand of Fox in victory crowning her the new Commonwealth champion - - - - [ Maddox vs. Chris X ] - - - - X came out with force and starting in real quick on the veteran, but Maddox showed he could take a beating and dish out some of his very own too. Both men had their own back and forth moments, but X was showing a consistent slight edge throughout the match. In true Heel fashion, Maddox attempted to cheap a few times when the ref wasn’t looking. He successfully hit a low blow, but was unable to get a full three count. He also attempted to use a pair of brass knuckles, but the referee caught him and threatened to disqualify him if he didn’t relinquish them. After a grueling fifteen minutes and both men cut open on their foreheads from stiff rights and lefts it seemed as if the tanks in both men were empty. After a botched Clothesline attempt temporarily took the referee out of commission Akilliz jumped the barricade and blindsided Maddox beating him down before hitting the ROtb. After laying the veteran out, Akilliz proceeded to shake the referee awake and quickly left the ring. Chris X picked up the lifeless body of Maddox but at the last Second Maddox recovers and drops Chris X with the GTH and picked up the win! - - - - [ Main Event ] - - - - After circling the ring and sizing each other up a bit, the two men locked up. Michael had the upper hand from an early stage showing Chad what real professional wrestling was all about to a chorus of chants from the small Casino crowd. Chad, not one to lay down and take it, grabbed Michael by the hands as he went at him with a series of blows to the chest, pushing him away from him and running away fro the turnbuckle where he’d been trapped. Michael looked on in shear amazement and disbelief as Chad, after breaking away from him, seemed to run away across to the other side of the ring. Michael followed, but Chad dropped to the mat and slid out of the ring to take a quick breather. Michael stood eyeing his opponent for some time before making his way out of the ring as well. As he slid out he was quickly met with a few strikes before being tossed back in to the ring. Chad, feeling pleased with himself, got back in the ring and held his hands in the air. It was to be the last move Chad made that night as Michael returned to his feet behind Chad to the screams of the adoring fans. Chad assuming the screams where for him smiled until he felt a tap on his shoulder, turning around to be hit with the Glimpse of Sanity. Michael dropped to the mat and covered him for the win. |