: That rock hit me pretty hard...Mona Lisa: Just shut up and grow a sac will ya? Geeze man...
Troy Zodiac: But I cant move the left side of my face and everything smells like rainbows....
Mona Lisa: Your fine, Troy...Quit complaining...
[-We switch cameras to CEO Joshua Wolfs office where we see him watching Extremly Hardcores shoot on Jack Lords from friday nights interview. As it wraps up he slowly spins around in his chair then lights up a cigar with a wicked looking grin across his lips. The cameras then switch back to Mona and Troy as they prepair for the next match.-]
Troy Zodiac: Folks this next match will pit the Extreme Icon Y2EH against the EWA's interupt Sherriff, The Masked Meanie. Joshua Wolf has assigned the Meanie the very daunting task of clearing out some of the more agressive members of our roster but Extremely Hardcore has stood his ground and intends to end the Meanies assault, as soon as possible...Lets go to a clip from last weeks interview...
| Extremely Hardcore: First things first, in a short amount of time I will be finding myself doing some things to people I never intended on doing... These things can't be reveiled at this point but I must say this now... I'm sorry... It's all business and not personal... But speaking of personal... It would appear that EWC represenative Jack Lords has something against me... It would seem as though he is trying to eliminate such ExTrEmE Ones as myself... What this b###h doesn't understand is that he is sending the wrong muthaf#$ker to do his dirty work... I don't care who is behind this mask of the Masked Meanie... If he has the testicles to try and put an end to me he's got another thing coming... I'll agree that IF I lose, I will not wrestle or fight for this ExTrEmE Wrestling Asylum... Win or lose, the following week, Jack Lords, you and I will have a meeting concerning your EWC... Reason to be revealed at that time... Do we have an agreement??? I hope so... Hahahahahaha... |
Troy Zodiac: As you just saw, Y2EH has an alterior outcome in mind. And with this meeting on the line, he has all the motivation needed to plow through the Masked meanie like a truck.Mona Lisa: But the Meanie is more then just a roadblock, Troy...He's one of the best in the business and as we saw last week, he has no problems keeping up with EH's preferance for the Extreme! Lets go to the ring...
[-As we zoom out, a hail of blue pyro erupt from the ring posts and as "For those about to Rock" by AC/DC hits the soundsystem, The Masked Meanie makes his way down to the ring accompanied by the Meanie Babe.-][-With the Masked Meanie already in the ring "Late Night Licks" by Cool Nutz, Extremely Hardcore's new enterance music, begins playing through out the Arena. Sexxy Shawny is seen walking through the curtain looking as fine as can be in her short white miniskirt and very revealing glittery tanktop -
Instantly the fans know that Extremely Hardcore is to follow - EH walks through the curtain - His appearance is very suprising to the fans - EH is in dress pants, dress shoes, a nice guichi coat and instead of the usual dreadlocks, his hair is loosely hanging on his shoulders - EH has a mic in hand-]
EH: Tonight, is a night that will go down in the history books... Not only because this is the very first time you all have seen me in an arena dressed normally... But because tonight marks the night of a new beginning for the entire world of e-wrestling... Whether or not I win or lose tonight doesn't
matter... What does matter is that next week at the PPV, a meeting will take place between myself and the entire EWC concerning where the world of e-wrestling will go... Tonight may very well be my last ExTrEmE match because these cocksuckers are trying to run me out of the business...Nothing against this Masked Meanie or anything, but this very well may be his
last match as well if I have anything to do with it...
[-At that point EH throws his mic down and sprints to the ring then slides in still wearing all his expensive dress clothes.-]
Ding Ding Ding
Troy Zodiac: EH is right up in Meanie's face and he's screaming at him! I *can* tell you what he is saying, but I don't think
I will because I kind of need this job. And now a shoving match going on, and they grapple into the corner. Why
the hell is the ref trying to break it up? Hey ref! This is the EWA, no f'n break ups here, man! Oh, well I guess he
found that out the hard way because EH just popped him and down he goes. Meanie chrages out of the corner
with a clothseline that sends EH over the top rope, and already we're on the outside where you can bet your
sweet ass that we'll see some extreme action here!
Mona Lisa: Sweet ass? We're you talking to me, Troy?
Troy Zodiac: You bet your sweet ass I was!
Mona Lisa: *GASP* Pervert! (Lisa slaps him one on the arm.)
Troy Zodiac: I know you can't help it baby, but leave me alone, I got a match to call here. Meanie and EH are now
exchanging punches, EH reverses a whip from Meanie and Meanie is sent hard into the guard rail. And now running
in is EH...Meanie dodges it and EH goes flying into the fans! That might've broken something, folks.
Mona Lisa: Might have?? What're you on, Troy? He probably just broke a few ribs! But does he give up? NO! Look at him!
He's Extremely Hardcore, he's a warrior!
Troy Zodiac: Just because you're probably boinkin' him doesn't mean we gotta her ya yap about him for godsakes!
Mona Lisa: Screw you, Troy! What the hell crawled up your ass and died tonight??
Troy Zodiac: Well, because of your incoherent babbling, I missed the call on the Asai moonsault that the Masked Meanie
just did on EH into the crowd!
Mona Lisa: Boo hoo!
Troy Zodiac: Let's take a look at that again, Meanie scaled up the ropes and executed and Asai moonsault on EH who was
lying prone in the first couple of rows.
[-Scene cuts to the moonsault clip, and then back to live action as the camera shows EH and Meanie both barely
moving as they lay in the crowd.-]
Troy Zodiac: And now after the moonsault both men haven't yet got up. Check that, Meanie is up and over the barricade
and he just kicked our timekeeper out of his chair and I think I know what's gonna go down right here!
Mona Lisa: Duh! Why don't you let me make a call for once, Troy?
Troy Zodiac: Because it's a gauranteed screw up!
Mona Lisa: No it isn't! Here, let me handle this part. The Masked Meanie has got a chair now and he's w-w-w, *ahem*
'scuse me, he's um, EH, ow, I mean, Meanie he just, and the chair and, uh...uh...
Troy Zodiac: And uh, uh, just shut up, please! Anyway, what Miss Ring Announcer was trying to say was that the Meanie
waited for EH to get to his feet and then leveled the poor guy with a chair upsidethe face. Not his head, his face!
Meanie took a baseball swing and could've sent EH's head over the left field wall! EH is already busted open.
Meanie is showboatin' with the chair...and Oh No! Back comes EH with a dropkick on the outside that plants the
chair right in Meanie's face! EH is back up, he's got the chair... *THWACK* oh man! Did you hear that impact? He
just plastred the back of the Meanie with that steel chair! *THWACK* *THWACK* *THWACK* EH is not giving up!
He just nailed Meanie with the chair three times in about three seconds! Good lord!
Mona Lisa: Calm down Troy. You're gonna end up needing a potty break!
Troy Zodiac: A what? A potty bre....oh shut up Mona, that's disgusting!
Mona Lisa: But it's true!
Troy Zodiac: Not at the moment, baby, I got a match to call! EH meanwhile has just tossed Meanie back into the ring, and
now EH is searching underneath the ring...and here comes a table, and along with that table, a blue canvas bag,
and lighter fluid? You can't be serious...EH just tossed the table inside the ring. *THWACK* Jesus! There's another
chairshot to Meanie to keep him down a little longer. Right to the skull no less! EH is setting up that table now,
and now he's got that bag, and I'm sure after seeing that little PPV last Sunday that you could just guess what's
in there. You got it, thumbtacks! And he's covering the table in thumbtacks!! The whole table is glittering with
those sharp, pointy objects. And now, now, you gotta be nuts EH! You'll kill him! EH has started the table on fire,
with the thumbtacks on it! And he's not done yet, he is not done!! He goes back under the ring...and he comes
back with...holy sh(beep)t! He's got a huge piece of plywood that is completely wrapped in barbed wire! Good
god! And now he's tossed the barbed wire board onto the table along with the tacks and fire! You can't be
serious!!! He's trying to powerbomb Meanie through all of that, he's got him up...NO! NO! Meanie just tossed sand in his eyes and reversed!! FACEBUSTER into the flaming table!! EH is on fire, he's...no, he's okay, I think! Well, he's not on fire at least. Here comes the ring crew to put it out! A pin! Meanie with the pin!! One, two, three, Meanie has done it!! Wait a
minute, here comes Joshua Wolf...
[-As the ref raises the Meanie's hand, "Hail to the Chief" crosses the arena speakers and out walks EWA C.E.O Joshua Wolf with a huge smile across his lips. As he reaches the ring, he motions for EH and the Meanie to stick around then grabs a mic from his back pocket and begins to speak.-]
Joshua Wolf: Before you go celebrating Meanie, I've got some bad news for you. Now I know I told you to come out here and kick EH's teeth out but that was before I realised what was at stake. And while your still my number one guy, I'm going to have to reverse this particular decision.
Referee Bob Bobertson: Now wait just a minute, Mr.Wolf....While you DO have control of the EWA, I saw the Meanie pin EH cleanly and I'm afraid I cant allow this...
Joshua Wolf: ....Well...I didnt expect this...But seeing how your just doing your job maybe you need to make reference to Page 420 paragraph 7 of the EWA Referee Handbook...Here..I brought mine...*hands the Ref the book*
Referee Bob Bobertson: Lets see here..ahh...herer we go..."Use of any illegal or foreign object within a standard EWA match is expressly forbiden. Not limited to Bats, Pipes, Glass Bottles, Brass Knuckles, Rope, Boomerangs, Ping Pong Paddles, Sporks...
Meanie: What the fuck is a spork?
EH: Its one of those plastic Spoon and Fork combinations they use at Kentucky Fried Chicken and Wendys...
Meanie: Oh...
Referee Bob Bobertson: ...Razor blades, Tire Irons, or other blunt objects...
Meanie: Who'd waste a perfectly good blunt like that?
EH: Got me...
Meanie: I mean...thats like that whole "pooring out a beer for dead homies who aint here" thing...I dont get it!
EH: Me neither
Joshua Wolf: *looks at EH and The Meanie*...Umm...I hate to break this up, fellas but Meanie, I was watching backstage and Im gonna have to consider that sand a foreign object...Your DQed...But dont worry...You'll still get paid...
Meanie: Whatever...as long as I get paid...
Joshua Wolf: And EH...Since the Meanie has been disqualified, I guess that makes you our winner...and that means you get your meeting with EWC Director Jack Lords!
[-With that, The Fans POP loudly and everyone makes their way to the back, satisfied with the matches outcome.-]
Troy Zodiac: Well that certainly doesnt bode well for Director Jack Lords. Now then...As you can see, my partner in crime has left my side. Her reason, quite simply, is that she plans on ripping Becky Russell a new brown love cave! And thats what we've got for you next as TwIsTeD along with Mona Lisa, take on Sex and Violence with Becky Russell. Lets go to the ring...
[-As the cameras switch scenes, a thick black and red smoke protrudes from the entranceway folowed by a burst of white pyro and a flashing bloodred spotlight. "Loco" by Coal Chamber then blasts over the arena and out walk Insomnai and Buzzard with the old XFW Tag belts over their shoulders. The crowd begins to chant away, and once the two icons reach the halfway point between the entrance and the ring, they turn around and point to the curtains where Mona Lisa rips through wearing a cut off TwIsTeD t-shirt and a pair of VERY revealing pink shorts with lip 4:69 written on the back. When they reach the ring, the crowd continues to chant enerything from "MONA MONA WANNA BONE YA!!" to "XFW, XFW, XFW" for the now retired tag belts. After a few moments, Insomnia grabs a mic from the ring announcer and begins to speak...-]
Insomnia: EWA! You ready for the BUM-RUSH??? TwIsTeD's fixin' to crack some skulls tonight and ya' best bet my girl Mona Lisa here's down with the whole F'N scene!!! Take it, Dirty-Bird...
Buzzard: Dont mind if I do....*points to the crowd*...How many of you want to see TwIsTeD drop these chump motherf@#kers on their heads???
CROWD POPS
Buzzard: Thats what I thought! And how many of you wanna see Mona rip Becky Russell's shirt off?
CROWD POPS EVEN LOUDER
Buzzard: HaHaHa...Ok...How about this one....*looks at Insomnia and Mona then grins*...HOW MANY OF YOU WANT TO SEE BECKY RUSSELL RIP MONA LISA'S SHIRT OFF?????
CROWD POPS HUGE *chants of "Show Your Tits" start up*
Insomnia: Well, Mona...Their callin' yer name....What ya gonna do about that?
[-At this point Mona climbs up on the second rope and leans towards the crowd revealing a large amount of cleavage. She then stands up straight and slowly begins to lift her shirt seductively. As the very bottom of her breasts make an appearence, "-Fuck tha' Police-" by Dope explodes over the arena soundsystem and out walk The Lethal Alliance. As they reach the end of the ramp, they stop and Kyle grabs the mic then looks to the crowd and spits out his gum. After waiting a few moments for the crowd to settle down, he begins to speak.-]
Kyle Christian: Hey Mona....Put your shirt back on, Honey! We dont want every limpdick with a camera getting a shot of the goods on his website....After all...Those beauties are for my eyes only...Isnt that right?
Insomnia: Shut the f@#k up and get your punk asses down here so we can kick you back to wherever the hell it is you came from!
Kyle Christian: Wow, Wolfman...I would have thought you'd be at home crying your poor little eyes out right about now...I'm suprised you handled this so well...I give you credit...
Insomnia: *to Buzzard* Is this guy on Crack? *to Kyle* What the hell are you talking about, Cold Blood?
Kyle Christian: You mean you dont know? I thought Mona told you?
Insomnia: *looks at Mona then back at Kyle* Told me what?
Kyle Christian: Heh...Well, Big Daddy...See...Last week me and your woman had ourselves a little rondevue at the Chicago Hilton...Room 420 I believe it was....Maybe this will explain...
[-With that, he points to the jumbotron where a clip of him, Scotty, and becky is being shown from the Incubus concert last week.-]
| Becky: *After walking in from outside* Hey...isnt that Insomnias wife over there?
BSC: Oh shit...Heh heh
Kyle: Man..I think it is...haha....this must be my lucky day..Hey Bartender...See that brunette over there?
Bartender: You mean Mona?
Kyle: Ya...Hook me up and send her over a Tequila Sunrise...Keep `em coming till she's blown out too. Put it on my tab, alright pal?
Bartender: Sure thing, man.
Kyle: And hey...just one more thing...At the end of the night...I want you to tell her that Insomnia's waiting for her in room 420 at the Chicago Hilton. Tell her to bring a bucket of ice and not to turn the lights on..If you do theres a fifty in it for ya, ok jack?
Bartender: I guess man...
Becky: Kyle? Why the hell would you give her a message from that limpdick, Insomnia?
Kyle: You think I'd talk to that dishrag? If he was anywhere near that hotel I'd be sitting on the front step with my Zippo and a can of gas!
BSC: Well if it's not Insomnia's room then who's is it?
Kyle: It's mine, Big Man..and so's Mona Lisa...
|
Kyle: HaHaHaHA..Needless to say, Mona was a bit suprised when she woke up the next morning and found it was my nob she was jobbin' all night...
Insomnia: *looks at Mona* ......Is this shit fer' real, woman?
Mona: .....
Insomnia: WHAT THE FUCK, MONA!?!?!
Buzzard: Dude..chill out...
Buzzard: NO YOU CHILL OUT, BUZZARD!! FUCK THIS SHIT!!! *points at Kyle* YOUR DEAD BITCH!!!
[-At this point Insomnia leaps over the ropes and charges up the walkway where he spears Kyle off the ledge and onto the cement 12 feet below. Becky and Scotty are stunned but quickly hop down to help Kyle. Seeing his partners disadvantage, Buzzard runs over and begins to take the fight to Big Scotty while Mona is left in the ring alone.-]
Troy Zodiac: Folks...I dont even know what to say. This is just sick! Mona looks like she's in her own little world up there. I dont think she even knows whats going on. Someone get a camera down there for christs sake! I cant believe this...Oh my god...Insomnia and Kyle are covered in blood. Its too early to tell whos. That was a big fall they took..I only hope Insomnia got the better end of it. Oh [BLEEEEEP] HE'S GOT THE FIRE AXE!!! SOMEBODY STOP HIM!!! SECURITY!! BUZZARD!!! This cant be happening! Insomnias got murder in his eyes....Wait here comes C.E.O Wolf. I dont think he should go anywhere near this mess. Buzzards got Big Scotty layed across a table and he's climbed back up the ramp. He's tearing down the steel curtain support now...And he's gonna Jump!! This is ungodly! Buzzard with 12 foot Arabian Facebuster using the length of steel! Scotty is Busted open and he looks to be out cold...Becky Russell is creeping up behind Buzz with a chair though.......WHAM!...WHAM!!!....Good GAWD! She just crushed the Dirty Bird! Wait! Here comes Mona now...No..wheres she going? She's headed up the ramp looking for somthing. Doesnt she see her man being pummeled below? Insomnias getting it from both Becky and Kyle. Whatever Mona's doing, Joshua Wolf is trying to talk her out of it. I doubt she's gonna listen though. Looks like she's draging Wolf over to the ledge. She's pointing down at the ruckous below now and Wolf is nodding his head all be it reluctantly. Underneath them Insomnia just planted Kyle through a table with the WolfpaW DDT but I think this is beyond getting a pin now....Whatever happened between Kyle and Mona Lisa has lit a fire in the Big Bad Wolf that hasnt been seen since his days in the UEF. Becky's trying to wake up Big Scotty from that Facebuster delivered at the hand of Buzzard a few moments ago and he looks to be coming out of it but Buzzard is up as well and he just drop kicked Becky in the side of the head!! OH MY GOD!!! Whatever's going on over there is getting out of hand. Insomnias got Cold Blood hung over the guardrail now and he's letting the crowd beat on his adversary with him. Someone just handed him a bottle...
THUNK!!!!
Troy Zodiac: Good lord someone stop this! He's cutting Christians forhead open...I cant even see his face theres so much blood! Over by the walkway Buzzard and Big Scotty are trading blows. Big Scottys about half a foot taller on The Dirty Bird though and he's got the arms to match. Buzzard is holding his own though and he just planted Scotty in the jaw with a spining Heel Kick. That sent BSC reeling. Buzzard taking him up the ramp now where Mona Lisa is watching Insomnia beat on Kyle below. Buzz has a chair in his hand now and he's putting the punish on Big Scotty. 1..2..3..4..5..6..7...7 F@#KING CHAIRSHOTS!! Scotty's head looks like a bruised tomatoe! This is just sick! Buzzard threw the chair down and just suplexed the big man on top of it. What a show of strength by the Extreme Dream! He's pulling him to his feet now and draging him up the ramp alongside Mona who's still up there watching Insomnia systematicaly destroy Kyle Christian blood cell by blood cell. The Wolfman is setting up a table now and he looks like he wants another one. He's shouting up to Buzzard now and the Dirty Bird knows what to do. He's got Big Scotty by the head....GOOD LORD!! He just threw Big Scotty over the edge like a bag of trash! He's got a table now and he's handing it to Insomnia below. The Big Bad Wolf gives Mona a quick glance and shakes his bloody head in disgust as he pulls down the table and throws it on top of Kyle. He just signaled to Buzzard to get ready for the Bloody Flight and he's setting Kyle up ontop of the first table. Kyle's unconsious and quite possibly in a coma. He's got the other table now....whats this? He's setting it up ontop of the other one so Kyle's between both tables! Oh man...this is gonna be nasty...He's got Big Scotty now and as Buzzard and Mona watch on, he places him atop the second table (note from HellBoy: So basicaly it goes Table, Kyle, Table, Big Scotty) above Cold Blood. He's looking at Buzzard now and the Dirty Bird is about to fly. Mona is cheering him on and Buzz is backing up....Here he goes...BLOODY FLI----.....NO! WHAT THE HELL!!?!?!?!?! MONA LISA JUST TRIPED BUZZARD AND SENT HIM FLYING ONTO HER OWN HUSBAND! GOOD GOD THIS IS JUST DISPICABLE!!
Joshua Wolf: Troy call the police...I want this to end NOW! Somebody get down there....
Troy Zodiac: That cold hearted bitch! Look at her! She and Becky are hugging for christs sake! Oh no...no.....Shes handcuffing Insomnia and Buzzard to the bumper of the ring crew truck. Kyle is rolling off the table now and Mona's helping him over to the truck. Oh fuck....He's getting in and starting it up...Wait....WAIT!!! HERE COMES KRIS KAGE AND HE'S GOT INSOMNIA'S DOG'S!! The girls are hightailing it to the back but Kyle and Scotty are too weak to run...Oh my god! Those dogs smell blood and they want more! OH FUCK ME!!!
Joshua Wolf: Thats nasty...Cut the video feed, Liz...
Troy Zodiac: Thats right folks...BUY FUCKING ALPO!! It's good and dog's like it...And speaking of dogfood, after being chewed apart by Insomnias pets, it has come to my attention that Kyle Christian and Big Scotty Cool have been banned from EWA Television and I'm sorry to say that Buzzard and Insomnia's names are on that list as well. I'm not sure what this means for the Twisted Metal Match at EXTINCTION LEVEL EVENT but I'll make sure to keep you informed. Now..If you'll look to my left you'll see that I've been joined by "The Total Elimination" Kris Kage. Welcome Kris...It's a pleasure...
Kris Kage: Well...I'd like to say the same but after what just went down I'm in a pretty pissy mood. I dont know what the hell happened between Mona Lisa and Kyle Christian but somebodys going down in a big way. Those assholes want to talk about their Lethal Alliance but they just f@#ked with the origional Clique and it doesnt get much more Lethal then that!
Troy Zodiac: Are you saying that your getting involved in this mess, Kris?
Kris Kage: Look man...Lets just say that sometimes things get a little too real for their own good. What Cold Blood did was f@#kin bad...real bad...But what Mona did was even worse....And if my boy's need back they know where to find me. Now lets get to this match so I can head to the hospital.
Troy Zodiac: Certainly...Now folks...as we saw earlier, after a gruesome Rumble, both Gambit and Zephyr have advanced into the final round in this tournament. Coming up next we're going to see one of those men walk out with the EWA Intercontinental Championship Belt around their waist. And after this, Joshua Wolf has informed me that that very same belt will be on the line at the Pay Per View when these two monsters collide in a weapons filled Steel cage! Now lets get this show under way...
[-The Lights fade and a loud blast is heard from the entrance way. A series of green Pyro then ignites and out walks Gambit with the look of pure adrenalin coursing through his veins. As the crowd erupts in a mixed reaction, Gambit stops to acknowledge a short fat girl holding a sign that reads "Gambit, Im your Father" As he puzzles this out, Zephyr leaps over the guard rail from within the crowd and spears Gambit to the cement. He then continues to drive his oponents head into the cement and after a quick kick to the gut, he drags him into the ring and the bell sounds.-]
Troy Zodiac: Well this ones off with a bang. Zephyr's early attack has paid off as he has Gambit reeling. Here he goes with a Samoan drop...
Kris Kage: Thatta boy, Zeph! Take it to him. You know Troy, alot of people dont realise this but Zephyr was trained in Insomnia and Buzzards Twisted Dojo back in New Orleans. And nobody knows Gambits weak points better then those two.
Troy Zodiac: Actually, I did know that..Thats why I get paid. And Zeph must have been taking notes because he's putting Gambit through a world of hurt. Here he goes with a Senton Backsplash....OUCH! That took the wind outta Gambits sails, for sure. He's got him to his feet now and he's stting him up for a piledriver.....NO!...Gambit reverses into a Hurricanrana!
Kris Kage: Gambits on the offense now and he just delivered a damn stiff superkick that knocked Zephyr for a loop! Gambits going to the outside now. He's digging around under the ring for somthing..
Troy Zodiac: AND THE LADDER COMES INTO PLAY!!! He's tossing in inside now but Zephyr is getting his senses back and he lands a baseball slide sending Gambit backwards against the Guardrail. He's not taking a break either..He's setting up the ladder and making his way up. This could be a mistake on his part because Gambits on his way back into the ring.
Kris Kage: Well Zeph's halfway up but Gambits climbing to the top rope. I dont think Zephyr sees him...
Troy Zodiac: I'd have to agree because Zephy---No..Wait.....Zephyr with a Missle Dropkick! He just knocked Gambit off the top rope to the cement below! He's got the ladder now and he's setting it up by the ropes. Gambit looks to be in some pretty intense pain and as Zephyr reaches the top he lets fly with a corkscrew plancha. That took alot out of both men though and their taking their time getting up. Theres a no DQ stip on this match and that means there will be no countouts whatsoever. The ref is calling for them to get back in the ring and Zeph is ready to ablige but as he makes his way in, Gambit grabs him by the belt buckle and pulls him back to the cement.
Kris Kage: Gambit with a Northern Lights Suplex now, sending the back of Zephyrs head into the cement. He's got him up again and it looks like he's going for a Powerbomb...He's got him in position...Oh shit! Watch this...
Troy Zodiac: OUCH!! Gambit just Powerbombed Zephyr onto the steel ringsteps. He's headed back in the ring now and he's grbbing the ladder. Zephyr is trying to get back in and Gambits looking like a viper waiting to strike. Zeph's in now but Gambit's charging with the ladder! Here he goes...He just drove the length of the ladder across Zephyr's body pushing him back to the ropes. Oh no....Zephyrs twisted up now and he cant get free. Gambits got the ladder and he's climbing to the top turnbuckle. GOOD GOD MAN!! He just threw the ladder at the defenseless Zephyr and he's busted open like a 16 year old Vietnamese hooker! He's following up with a flying leg drop...WHAMMO!! That one took its toll but it seems to have knocked Zephyr free. Gambits not giving him time to rest though. He's dragging him to center ring and setting up the ladder. Here he goes up top now...
Kris Kage: Gambit with a Senton Bomb but Zeph rolls out of the way! He's going up the ladder himslf now and Gambit cant find him...Zeph lets fly with a 450 Elbow drop and Gambit took it to the face. What a f@#kin' trooper....Here gos Zeph with a Piledriver...OUCH!! That looked nasty....He's got the ladder now and he's laying it over Gambits limp carcass...
Troy Zodiac: This should be interesting...He's headed to the other side of the ring...He's charging....TRIPLE JUMP MOONSAULT!!! Man what an impressive maneuver by the Rookie Zephyr...Those years of training must have paid off cause I see a spark in this kid. Shades of Insomnias little cousin Jigsaw..We'll just hope Zephyrs career takes a more positive turn.
Kris Kage: Who cares about Jigsaw? This kid is making a name of his own and he's doing it in a big way as he just suplexed Gambit onto the ladder. He's setting it back up now and he's going for the belt....
Troy Zodiac: Almost there....just a few more steps....NO! Gambit is up and he just tackled the ladder out from under Zeph sending him crashing down face first into the ringpost. I dont think that was the planned outcome but Gambits never been one to complain about causing someone pain. He's driving the ladder into Zeph's stomach....1...2...3...4...5...6..The ref is breaking it up...Doesnt that moron know this is no DQ? He can do whatever he wants! Gambits in his face now and the ref just took a step back...Cant blame the guy. I wouldnt want Gambit breathing on me, either.
Kris Kage: Breath like a bassett hound....Anyways Zephyr's back on his feet and he just cought the unsuspecting Gambit with a Belly to Back Suplex. He follows up with a quick kick in the side of the head and he's got the ladder leaning against the corner. He's headed up top now and it looks like he's gonna let his momentum drive the ladder across Gambits chest. And I'm right..here he goes....DAMN! The G-Man's gonna be feeling that one for a few weeks. Zephyrs setting up the ladder now and he's headed for the belt suspended above....Hey..wait a minute. Who the f@#k is that coming out of the crowd?
Troy Zodiac: Oh great...Thats that Lunatic Caeser Maniac! Whats he doing here?
Troy Zodiac: Looks to me like he's here to give Gambit a hand. Zephyr doesnt see him yet...Oh damn...He just kicked the ladder out from under Zepher..He almost had it! Looks like he's got some kind of a foreign object in there with him as well..
Troy Zodiac: Its a gun! What the hell? This is too much!! He's holding Zephyr at bay while Gambit goes up the ladder. What kind of crap is that?
Kris Kage: Well like you said, Troy..This is a no DQ match so anything goes...Gambits unhooking the belt...Man this is f@#ked...What kind of asshole uses a gun in a wrestling match?
Troy Zodiac: Your looking at him, Kris. Gambits got the belt now so I guess we have a new IC Champ. The ref's calling for the bell. *DING DING DING* Look at Gambit gloat...He's already trying it on for size. He could at least climb off the ladder and let the ref rais his hand.
Kris Kage: Oh..He's coming down, allright. With a Flying corkscrew Facebuster! He just busted Zephyr wide open and That Maniac with the gun is cocking the hammer...man this needs to end now...Its going to far. Zephyr isnt even concious at this point....
[-As Ceaser Maniac, pulls back the hammer, Gambit proceeds to kick the unknowing Zephyr in the chest repeatedly. He then gets on his knees and shoves the belt in his victoms face and Ceaser Maniac puts the gun to Zephs defenseless head...As the crowd grows silent in fear of this possible murder case, He pulls the trigger and a little red sign folds out of the barrell. The cameras zoom in and we now see that it says "You've just been bitch-whiped by the new Casino Clique!" We then pan out to the crowd who are going crazy with rage. As we fade out, some of the fans begin to throw their chairs into the ring. "Boom" by the Bloodhound Gang then hits the loudspeakers but before the screen fades, a series of quick black flashes blind the crowd. As the cameras turn to face the Jumbotron, the arena grows silent with confusion and a blue throbbing light slowly pulses across the screen. After a few minutes of this, a buzzing noise crosses the speakers and a strange scrambled voice begins to address the crowd.-]
"Tuesday nights will never be the same...kick some ass, take some names...it's all a part of the game. But mark my words, Tuesday nights will NEVER...be the same!"
[-The number 12 then flashes across the screen in black letters and the scene goes black...-]
