Dr. A vs. Triple C
JR: “Hey there fans, Jim Ross here with Joey Styles. We are reporting live, via satellite to you from the Downtown Fun House.”
Joey: “Yeah, look at all the fun toys and games they have here. They never had any of this stuff when I was a kid JR. And I know when you were a kid rocks weren’t even invented yet to play with.”
JR: “Just watch it there Joey.”
Joey: “Just look at all this crazy stuff here. It has a Crash Holly skit written all over it.”
JR: “ Didn’t they already do that once?”
Joey: “No way. I think they were at a Discovery Zone once though. I can’t remember.”
JR: “Oh yeah… he fought Mosh and Thrasher.”
Joey: “Yeah- that’s it. Errr… anyway, we should be getting to this match, right?”
JR: “Yeah- right. This battle will feature Dr Abortion the mad medic taking on his arch rival for some time now, Triple C.”
Joey: “You know what JR- I do not like Canadians.”
JR: “Um, yes. Now… these two men will go at it for the Enforcer Title. Anything goes here… it’s a battle to oblivion. Standard Hardcore situations apply- use any object necessary to beat the opponent and get the pinfall.
Joey: “I’m sure Dr. A can take this. I mean, after losing all that blood in that 2 ½ pints of Blood Loss match I’m sure he can take anything. I mean that was a horrible match. It’s a good thing that this is a role-playing fed- because in real life those guys would have been dead!”
JR: “Ummmm… this ‘is’ real life Joey.”
Joey: “Oh yeah, I keep forgetting.”
Suddenly, ‘Bad Medicine’ by Bon Jovi begins to play. Walking in though the rotating doors of the Fun House comes Dr. Abortion with his two midgets, Roe and Wade.
They stand triumphantly as the doc polishes off his stethoscope , he then whips out a mic.
Dr. A: “HERE I AM- I Am the Doc From DC and I am the Physician on A Mission! Now Triple C is a man that has bothered me much. Oh the pain and agony he has caused me by the simple fact that I have to listen to him talk.”
Roe: “That’s right Doc- you tell him!”
Dr. A: “Yet the only thing uglier then your mic skills is your deformed face. I mean, I’d wear a mask if I had a face like yours… so at least I can understand that. As well… originality. Come now- everyone knows that I INVENTED midgets in Wrestling, no one thought of the idea before me!”
Roe: “Well actually Doc, I think tha-”
Dr. A: “SILENCE! Now, once I utterly destroy you Trips you Canadian freak of nature, I plan on returning to the CRF and getting my lady, Ms. Contraceptive, back. No she is not yours, and she is not Batman’s. She is mine.”
Wade: “HELP ME DOC!!!!!!!!! THEY ARE OUT TO KILL ME!”
Suddenly Wade’s outburst catches everyone by surprise.
Dr. A: “What?”
Wade: “It’s the Nation of Islam. I know it. I can see them. They will assassinate me for leaving it just like they had Malcolm X assassinated.”
Dr. A: “Nonsense.”
Wade: “Its this feeling I have doctor, I know it. Its going to happen- the pressure is mounting. No, Allah hasn’t told me- yet I know as true as day.”
Dr. A: “That’s ludicrous. I think that you should just…”
JR: “My God fans! Triple C has just popped out of no where and attacked Dr. Abortion from behind.”
Joey: “He ran into him like a bull I tell you!”
The doc lay flat on the ground.
Triple C: “No time for chatter. The talk between me and Dr. A has gone on long enough. Time for talk is over. I have been waiting for this moment. Sure its not in the ring- but it will feel darn good.”
With that Trips drops the mic and kicks Dr. A in the head. Roe and Wade scatter for cover.