Chaos Supreme 06/26/2016

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Chaos Supreme 06/26/2016

Post by Thaddeus Rex on Mon Jun 27, 2016 6:08 am



VS

Jim Jackson: "Ladies and gentleman, welcome to another edition of ROC! We are back at it again with a stacked show! And the first match kicking this show off will be the latest ROC debutante, Kevin Steam going up against Maximus Orgasmus!"

Brad Blood: "Is this some kind of sick joke? First Kevin Steam has to face a gigantic ass fetishist and now an out of work porn star? Who is booking this?!"

Alice Aoi: "The following match is scheduled for One Fall! Introducing first, standing at 6 feet tall and weighing in at 223 pounds.. Maximus Orgasmus!"

"Let's Get It On" by Marvin Gaye starts playing on the speakers as steam rises from the top of the entrance ramp, Maximus Orgasmus grinds his way down the entrance ramp, but wait just a minute.. what is this?! Oh! Kevin Steam just came out running from the back to attack Maximus from behind! He is beating him down during his entrance!

DING!

Jim Jackson: "And that bell starts the match!  What a cheap shot from Kevin Steam! A completely deplorable shortcut taken here to secure an easy win!"

Brad Blood: "Who can blame him? After what happened at the last show he probably wants to show the world he isn't the joke people claim he is.."

Jim Jackson: "Maximus is trying to defend himself from Kevin! He refuses to go down and is fighting back with some punches of his own! Kevin and Maximus are brawling down the ramp! Both men are exchanging fists! Maximus seems to be getting the upper hand in the fist fight now! Kevin now tries retreating to ringside with Maximus on the pursuit!"

Brad Blood: "Kevin is getting more of a fight than he expected! Maximus is fired up! He grabs Steam and turns him around! Haha! And the ever resourceful Kevin pokes his finger into Maximus' eye to get the advantage again. Clever! Wait, he's got a hold of Maximus and what's he going for here? Ouch! He just slammed Maximus' head right into the ring post! Damn, he just did it again! Repeatedly slamming his head against that thing.. that looked painful. Kevin now rolls Maximus inside the ring and then enters the ring himself. Keep in mind that up until the match has not started."

DING! DING! DING!

Jim Jackson: "And now the match has officially begun as both men are in the ring, but I don't think Orgasmus has much of a chance to get back into this. He is barley making it to his knees. Kevin Steam is waiting for Maximus to get up. Maximus slowly gets back up on his feet only to get hit with a swift Superkick to the face! Kevin refers to that move as the Good Game.. I think this match is done as Kevin now goes for the pin."

Jack B. Quick: "One! Two! Three!"

DING! DING! DING!

Alice Aoi: "The winner of this match by pinfall... Kevin Steam!"

Jim Jackson: "Even though it is this man's first win here in ROC, I am not going to congratulate him. Can this even be called a win? So disgraceful.."

Brad Blood: "Relax and stop being such a downer. I'm glad for Kevin. He managed to restore some of his dignity back after getting a smelly fat ass to the face on live television. Not a lot of people can do that."








Jim Jackson: "Good evening ladies and gentlemen and welcome to another night of great wrestling!  We are Ring of Chaos and this is Chaos Supreme, the hottest wrestling show on the planet!  Tonight we have TWO title matches, one is for the RoC Tag Team Championships while the other one will crown us our first RoC Chaos Champion!"

Brad Blood: "That's right folks, tonight is gonna be an explosive night in wrestling, and talking about explosive, it's also the return of Colton Charles Cai Cobb to the wrestling ring!  Unfortunately for him, he's facing the monster Entropy, the same monster who put him on the shelf for over a month."

Jim Jackson: "Well I know our viewers out there are as excited as we are for the match to begin so let's get this show rolling!  IT'S TIME TO LET CHAOS REIGN SUPREME!"






"Chaos Reigns" by Trivium starts playing on the loud speakers as pyros set off at the top of the entrance ramp. As the the smoke clears, Lee Morrison steps forth and makes his way down the ring.  It has been a while since the general manager of Ring of Chaos made an appearance so the fans eagerly wait for whatever announcement he is about to make with the surety that it will be something major.  Morrison grabs a mic and steps into the ring and starts to speak.

Lee Morrison:  "Yes it has been a while, did you all miss me?"

A resounding "YES!" emanated from the crowd.  Morrison nods and acknowledges the fans.

Lee Morrison:  "Then let's cut to the chase, I know you are all wondering why I have come out here tonight."

Morrison pauses as a somber look is seen on his face.

Lee Morrison:  "It's been almost a year since the passing of The Morbidly Obese Man, a man who has devoted his life to wrestling and died doing what he loves to do inside the squared circle.  He died a legend, he died a wrestler, he died a champion."

The crowd grows silent as a montage starts playing on the titantron showing highlights of the career of The Morbidly Obese Man.  Tears can be seen on the faces of some of the fans as they once again remember one of the most beloved wrestler to fight in Ring of Chaos.  As the montage ends, Morrison clears his throat to get the fans' attention once more.

Lee Morrison:  "To that effect, I shall be announcing a special pay-per-view on July 24, 2016 called The Big Fat One dedicated to the memory of our dear friend The Morbidly Obese Man!  And in this PPV, there shall be a special tournament, The Morbidly Obese Man Memorial Grand Prix Tournament where the winner shall receive ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLARS and for a TITLE SHOT of his or her own choosing!  That's right, 8 men shall fight for the honor to be crowned a tournament champion."

The crowd gasps at the announcement.

Lee Morrison:  "But who shall fight in this tournament you ask?  Well, the participants of this tournament shall be placed in your hands.  That's right, log-in into www dot ring of chaos dot com and vote for which wrestler you want to fight in the tournament.  The 8 wrestlers with the top votes shall win a slot in the tournament and shall fight for cash, glory and a title shot!  The winners of the 8 slots shall be announced before the end of the July 10th show.  Now current RoC champions shall of course be excluded from the voting list.  Why?  Well it's because all current champions shall be fighting it out in a six-man Champions Ball!  That's right, A six man elimination match where-in the winner shall receive a very special prize.  A CHANCE TO BE VICE GENERAL MANAGER FOR THREE MONTHS!"

A murmur of excitement emanates from the crowd.

Lee Morrison:  "Whichever champion walks out of the Champions Ball the victor shall have booking powers for three months.  A very very big reward and advantage for a champion if you ask me.  So mark your calendars people, July 24th, The Big Fat One...  "

Morrison drops the mic as the crowd begins to cheer anew.  He exits the ring and heads up the ramp as "Chaos Reigns" by Trivium plays once more on the speakers.






After the previous match, the camera now cuts to the backstage area where a frustrated Kevin Steam can be seen looking at his phone's screen while pacing around and speaking to himself. It is as if he is oblivious to the cameras being there.

Kevin Steam: "What happened on the last show was utter bullshit! I was caught entirely off-guard! Who the hell does that Boulder faggot think he is?! Sticking his ass in my beautiful face?! Goddamnit.. it took me hours to get rid of the foul smell his ass emits! Little shitter is stinkier than a skunk! I just beat up an ROC veteran earlier and all social media wants to talk about is me getting an ass to the face. I'll get that over-sized dolt back for this.."

Kevin Steam puts his phone away and starts wandering around the backstage area with the cameras following him as he shoves some backstage personnel on his way. As he is walking, he continues to rant.

Kevin Steam: "I am sick and tired of those sicko perverts that keep joining wrestling federations.. idiots like Rikishi, Rump and even that semi-closeted cross-dressing twat from BFW.. what was his name?"

Kevin stops in his tracks in order to ponder the name of that wrestler. After a few good seconds of thinking, he shrugs and keeps walking.

Kevin Steam: "Whatever, not like he matters to anyone."

Kevin notices a random employee sitting on a comfortable looking chair nearby. A man who is likely to be in his mid-fifties. Kevin approaches said man.

Kevin Steam: "Give me this chair, old man."

Kevin stares at the baffled employee who is speechless and does not react.

Kevin Steam: "Did being old as the invention of the wheel make you deaf too, grandpa?! I am Kevin fucking Steam! I am a future ROC champion! Get up and give me the damn chair!"

Kevin Steam grabs the old man and forcefully shoves him off the chair. The poor man falls to the ground, but eventually manages to slowly stand back up, luckily without too much harm as Kevin sits down.

Kevin Steam: "Hey, since you can still walk, how about getting me a glass of water? No! Scratch that. Water sucks. I want a Coke. Get me a coke. And a box of doughnuts too.. I burned a lot of calories while wrestling that part-time porn star so I deserve the snack. Get moving!"

The humiliated employee runs off before further damage is caused to him as the abominable bastard that is Kevin Steam crosses his legs and gets comfortable on the chair. The camera fades away, but not before we get the disgusting imagery of Kevin picking his teeth searching for leftover food..





VS

Jim Jackson: "Care to tell us what match we are we going to witness next, Brad?"

Brad Blood: "With pleasure! We are about to see Sleepwalker get massacred by one of the most formidable opponents he will ever have the displeasure to face.. ladies and gentleman, I am talking about the one and only Boulder! Both of them sicken me, but I am team Boulder on this match!"

Alice Aoi: "The following match is scheduled for One Fall and is a triple threat match! Introducing first.. from the nightmare realm, weighing in at 227 pounds and standing at 6 feet and 1 inch.. Sleepwalker!"

Adam Lambert's song known as "Sleepwalker" is heard around the arena. Sleepwalker slowly comes out. He stops and slowly looks to the right and to the left then continues to slowly makes his way to ring. In the ring he takes off his sunglasses to show his eyes rolled back.

Alice Aoi: "Introducing next.. from San Antonio, Texas, weighing in at 485 pounds and standing at 6 feet and 8 inches tall.. Boulder!"

"I'm too Sexy" by Right Said Fred fills the area as Boulder enters the arena. His attire consists of a pair of tight black wrestling briefs that wrap tightly around his ass showing off his muscular globes & a pair of black boots. Boulder slides into the ring and begins dry humping the air, sending a quick shoutout to the members of the audience. After a few moments he climbs a nearby turnbuckle and flexes his massive arms, showing off to the audience.


Alice Aoi: "The referee for this match is Jack B. Nimble...  IT'S TIME TO LET CHAOS REIGN SUPREME!"

DING! DING! DING!

Jim Jackson: "Sleepwalker stares at the towering giant.. he has no idea what to do here. He never faced a man like Boulder."

Brad Blood: "Look at this! Sleepwalker is just rushing him! Punch after punch after punch! Boulder is unphased! Boulder grabs Sleepwalker from his throat, he is squeezing the entire life out of Sleepwalker!"

Jim Jackson: "Look at him! He just picked Sleepwalker up straight into the air with one hand! Imagine the impact from such height!"

Brad Blood: "I don't need to imagine it! I am gonna see it now! Oh man! Boulder just planted Sleepwalker into the mat with ruthless aggression!"

Jim Jackson: "What a Chokeslam! Sleepwalker must be finished.. sadly for him though, the match isn't over yet.."

Brad Blood: "Oh God.. Boulder starts dragging Sleepwalker into the nearest corner and is sitting him down at the bottom turnbuckle.. we know what he will do next.."

Jim Jackson: "Boulder steps closer, pulling his briefs down and begins to continuously slam his ass against Sleepwalker's face! Boulder begins to grind furiously completely humiliating Sleepwalker! What a brutal Mudslide!"

Brad Blood: "Sleepwalker is covered entirely in Boulder's ass juices! I bet the smell alone is enough to knock him out! And now Boulder drags the poor man to the center of the ring for the pin.. just count it, ref."

Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two! Three!"

DING! DING! DING!

Alice Aoi: "The winner of this match by pinfall... Boulder!"

Jim Jackson: "Eh, terrible thing to witness. Let's just move on with the show please.."

Brad Blood: "Agreed.."



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Re: Chaos Supreme 06/26/2016

Post by Thaddeus Rex on Mon Jun 27, 2016 6:34 am



The scene opens to Cecilia Christiansen's reflection. She smiles at the camera before continuing to touch up her makeup. After a moment, a pair of hands appear on the table, followed by a head that slowly rises to look in the mirror. It's Paru, who is currently sporting a curious look as she wonders what exactly Cecilia is doing. Noticing the girl, Cecilia smiles before turning and ruffling the little girl's hair. The camera pans out to show the rest of the room, revealing both Lexi Thorne and Erika Sonozaki. Cecilia's Women's Championship can be seen resting on a table next to a bottle of sake, that is no doubt, currently being enjoyed by Erika. Standing out of her chair, Cecilia looks towards her two allies.

Cecilia Christiansen: "Step one is complete! I have captured the Women's Championship and have proven that we are not merely a "sorority" like Bakla the ugly duckling says. Soon, the pieces will all fall into place and bring the rest of the gold to our troupe. Ladies! This is just the beginning of our rise to prominence! We will make both the proletariat masses and the bourgeoisie forgot the likes of Alexander Melchiott, The Daring One, and even Marcus Troy. We are the future of this company, whether the fools know it or not."

Flicking back a lock of hair, Cecilia gives a look of arrogance to her friends before softening her gaze and looking down at little Paru.

Cecilia Christiansen: "Speaking of fools, Paru here will finally have her match against Boy Bakla. She will certainly embarrass that cretin and make her pay for the insults she has thrown at us."

Crouching down, Cecilia smiles and again ruffles Paru's hair.


Erika Sonozaki: "While everyone is focused on their little "war", we'll take out the underlings and establish ourselves firmly in the cat-bird seat. We wait for one faction to succeed before picking the scraps and taking our place as the premier faction in this organization. That's your plan, right? I usually dislike arguing with you, but I really don't like the idea of being a vulture. Lexi and I should be competing for the Tag Team Championships, not here sitting on the sidelines. But whatever, this just gives me more time with my sake."

Erika smiles as she takes another sip of her sake. She breathes out a little sigh before setting the drink down on a nearby table. Her glossy eyes clearly showing that she's maybe had a bit too much to drink...

Erika Sonozaki: "When it is time, Lexi and I will do what needs to be done. I have a plan of my own for dealing with a certain roadblock... Paru! You make me proud! I'll be cheering you on tonight, so do your best!"

Paru gives Erika a determined look and nods, assuring Erika that she won't let her down.






Boy Bakla storms into the office of Lee Morrison, anger clearly plastered on her face. She strolls towards the table and slams both hands down upon it.

Boy Bakla: "THIS IS PREPOSTEROUS! That cockroach Troy booked me to fight against a little GIRL?!!! Is he friggin' out of his mind?! You have to reverse this Lee! I... WILL... NOT... FIGHT... A... LITTLE... GIRL!"

Lee Morrison is about to reply when The Transsexual Superstar cuts him off.

Boy Bakla: "Seriously Lee, you have to grow a fucking backbone! You're letting Troy run this place to the ground! Do you know what will happen once I get into the ring with a little girl?! The ramifications, the consequences... It will be a DISASTER!"

Bakla stares intently at Lee Morrison waiting for him to respond.


Lee Morrison calmly sits back and replies.

Lee Morrison: "Calm down Bakla, Paru may seem like a little girl but I have papers to prove otherwise. It seems that Paru has been stricken with a condition that make her seem like a little girl. In fact, she IS older than you. You should not worry about any repercussions fighting her. All the legalities in your match tonight has been ironed out."

Morrison then rises from his seat.

Lee Morrison: "On your accusation about not having a backbone... Well I have appointed Troy as vice-general manager and though some of his actions may seem questionable, ratings have been at an all time high. So you'd best keep your opinion on how I run things to yourself and let me worry about how things are run here in RoC... Rest assured, I already have my own way to keep Marcus Troy in check..."

Lee Morrison looks at his watch...

Lee Morrison: "Oh will you look at that... It seems like your match is coming up next... Better run along now lest you forfeit your match tonight."


Bakla clenches her fists and opens her mouth before shutting it again... She turns around and proceeds to walk out stopping short before she exits the door.

Boy Bakla: "If you think that Marcus Troy can be easily reigned in, you are sorely mistaken..."

With that Bakla walks out the door and the scene slowly fades.






VS

Jim Jackson: "And now we have um... Is this even legal?!"

Brad Blood: "Don't worry about it Jimbo, our legal team has looked things over and despite her looks Paru is NOT a minor. She's over the age of 18 if you can believe that!"

Alice Aoi: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest has been scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, standing in at 5 feet 10 inches tall and weighing in at 180 pounds, hailing from Manila, Philippines... The Transsexual Superstar... BOY BAKLA!"

Cher's "Believe" start playing on the loud speakers as PINK lights start to flash above the entrance ramp. A light mist is released from the ground carrying the scent of lavender as the transsexual wrestler Boy Bakla leaps out from the back wearing a pink tank top and pink hot pants. She casually strolls down the entrance ramp blowing kisses to her fans before it enters the ring with flourish and heads to her corner waiting for the match to begin.

Alice Aoi: "Introducing next, her opponent for the evening, standing at 4 feet 8 inches tall and weighing in at 83 pounds, hailing from The Village of Sandi... The Lost Girl... PARU!"

The light goes dark and suddenly comes back on, standing in the middle of the ring is The Lost Girl, Paru! She smiles and laughs disturbingly sending chills down everyone's spine before heading to her corner.

Alice Aoi: "The referee for this match is Jack B. Quick! IT'S TIME TO LET CHAOS REIGN SUPREME!"

DING!

Jim Jackson: "Paru beckons for Bakla to bring it on, but Bakla still looks a bit hesitant about this. Moving forward, Bakla goes to grapple with Paru, but Paru rolls to the side and avoids it. Bakla again goes to lock up with Paru, but Paru again rolls out of the way."

Brad Blood: "Paru isn't even taking this seriously! This match shouldn't even be a thing."

Jim Jackson: "Bakla again goes to grapple with Paru, but Paru again drops down and this time rolls past Bakla. As Bakla turns around, Paru unfolds and springs into the air, catching Bakla behind the ear with a kick. She calls that the Mischief Wheel! Bakla stumbles a few steps. Paru takes advantage of her stunned opponent and quickly jumps onto the ropes, springs back, and snaps Bakla to the mat with a hurricanrana!"

Brad Blood: "Bakla is getting beaten by a little girl..."

Jim Jackson: "As Bakla gets back to her feet, Paru hits her with a dropkick, knocking her out of the ring and to the floor. Erika barely managed to move out of the way of the tumbling Bakla! As Bakla gets to her feet, Paru runs to the rope and dives for the suicide dive, but Bakla moves out of the way! Seeing Bakla move, Erika quickly steps forward and catches Paru! She gives Paru a little peck on the cheek before setting her onto the apron."

Brad Blood: "Erika turns right into a jumping forearm from Bakla that knocks her a few steps back! Erika looks furious, but Paru suddenly lands on Bakla with the asai moonsault!"

Jim Jackson: "Paru has just hopped up onto our announce table and is striking a little pose for the fans, but she's so short that half of them probably can't even see her. Returning her focus to the match, Paru measures Bakla and waits for her to get to her feet before jumping off of our table and landing a knee right to the side of Bakla's head! Paru quickly grabs Bakla and, with some effort, forces her into the ring before climbing onto the apron."

Brad Blood: "Paru jumps onto the top rope and springs forwards for a swanton bomb, but Bakla rolls out of the way! Paru crashed and burned!"

Jim Jackson: "Paru quickly gets back to her feet and runs right into an arm-drag. She gets back to her feet and turns into another arm-drag. Paru, not giving in, gets back up and this time walks into an arm-wrench from Bakla. Bakla quickly twists Paru's arm behind her back and into a hammerlock."

Brad Blood: "Bakla is telling Paru to just quit and let this be over with before she gets hurt, and really, she should take the advice. The height advantage Bakla has makes this submission hold very dangerous."

Jim Jackson: "Taking advantage of Bakla's momentary lapse in concentration, Paru brings her foot up and in-between her back and the hammerlock. Pushing downwards, Paru breaks the hammerlock, grabs Bakla's arm, and twists while wrenching it to the ground, causing Bakla to slam to the mat shoulder-first!"

Brad Blood: "That was actually pretty clever..."

Jim Jackson: "Paru grabs Bakla's arm again and yanks Bakla to her feet and into a hammerlock. Realizing that the move isn't very effective due to the height difference, Paru jumps and wraps her free arm around Bakla's neck, pulling her to the mat with a reverse DDT! Paru hops back to her feet and runs up towards the turnbuckle before climbing the pads and kicking off of the top for a moonsault, but Bakla again manages to roll out of the way!"

Brad Blood: "And Paru has made yet another silly mistake."

Jim Jackson: "Bakla slams Paru to the mat with a body slam, and Paru certainly felt that one! Bakla pulls Paru to her feet before sending her towards the turnbuckle with an irish whip. Bakla gives chase, but Paru puts a foot on the turnbuckle pad to stop herself before pushing off of it and rolling back behind the charging Bakla. Bakla turns around and right into a dropkick that knocks her into the turnbuckles!"

Brad Blood: "Paru looks for some mounted punches, but Bakla manages to slip under the girl and pushes her legs out from under her, causing Paru to slam hard on the back of her head!"

Jim Jackson: "Bakla looks uncomfortable with her actions for a moment as Erika angrily shouts obscenities and threats. Bakla goes for the cover, being a bit careful to avoid putting pressure on Paru's shoulders and neck."

Jack B. Quick: "One! Two! Thr..."

Brad Blood: "Paru pops a shoulder off of the mat before the three. If Bakla had gone for a real cover, this one would have been over."

Jim Jackson: "Bakla and Erika being arguing over what has happened, with Bakla daring Erika to step into the ring and try to make good on her threats. Paru uses this time to weakly get to her feet before approaching Bakla, but Bakla senses this and turns to face her. Catching a punch, Bakla again gets behind Paru and pulls her to the mat... the crossface chickenwing is locked in! Erika looks beside herself on the outside! Paru cries out in pain, but nevertheless doesn't tap out! She manages to stretch a leg out and reach the bottom rope, forcing the break."

Brad Blood: "Bakla has turned up the intensity, but she should have taken advantage of the five count to do more damage."

Jim Jackson: "Bakla is ushered a few steps away from Paru by the referee as Erika checks on her. Ignoring the pain, Paru uses the middle rope to yank herself to her feet. She beckons for Bakla to bring it on, and Bakla obliges. Ducking under a grapple attempt, Paru grabs Bakla from behind and tries to force her over the rope, but Bakla turns it around and instead sends Paru through the middle rope. Paru manages to hang on and land on the apron. Bakla looks to grab the smaller girl, but Paru quickly slides underneath the bottom rope and scrambles to the middle of the ring."

Brad Blood: "Bakla follows Paru, only to recieve a kick to the gut. Paru hooks Bakla for a suplex, but Bakla, unsurprisingly, reverses it and slams Paru to the mat."

Jim Jackson: "Bakla grabs Paru and looks to hit a body slam, but Paru slides down her back. As Bakla turns around, Paru grabs her by the throat and lifts her into the air before slamming her to the mat with a chokeslam!"

Brad Blood: "What? But... how?"

Jim Jackson: "Bakla starts to get back to her feet. The chokeslam likely wasn't as effective due to Paru's small size. Paru lifts Bakla onto her shoulders before charging towards the turnbuckle. Paru lunges forward and drives Bakla's head and neck into the turnbuckle pads, compressing the neck and spine with the Elekiter Dragon! Paru drags Bakla away from the ropes before leaping onto the top rope. While facing the crowd, Paru jumps back and front-flips 450° before crashing down onto Bakla! Incredible! The Infinite Super Speed Flying Object connects! Paru hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Quick: "One! Two! Three!"

DING! DING! DING!

Alice Aoi: "Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match via pinfall... The Lost Girl... PARU!"

Brad Blood: "I am flabbergasted! Speechless even! What did we just see?!"

Jim Jackson: "I have no idea Brad, I have no idea!"






"Make Them Suffer" by Cannibal Corpse starts playing on the speakers as Marcus Troy dressed in an Armani suit steps forth from the entrance tunnel to the a wave of boos emanating from the crowd. Following closely behind him is the embodiment of Chaos, the monster Entropy. He casually makes his way to the ring and enters it as the booing from the crowd grows louder. Feigning indifference, he lights up a cigar and smokes it while waiting for the crowd to settle down.

Marcus Troy: "So are all of you done acting like three year olds? If not, maybe you all would want to boo some more until you get it all out of your system, it matters not to me, I've got all night."

Boos once again erupt but this time it is not as loud and as long as the first wave. Marcus rolls his eyes as the booing ends.

Marcus Troy: "Right, now that THAT is done... I came out here tonight to announce that there is a little change in the RoC tag team title match tonight. It seems that the team of Erika Sonozaki and Lexi Thorne has dropped out of the match, so instead of a three-way elimination match, we shall be having Nicolas Dorn & Thaddeus Rex versus The Slayers in a RUSSIAN ROULETTE SUITCASE match!"

A mixed reaction comes from the crowd, as some of them are disappointed with the dropping out of Erika and Lexi from the match.

Marcus Troy: "Now the But what is a Russian Roulette Mystery Briefcase Match you ask? Well the rules as simple, at ringside there shall be SIX briefcases but only ONE briefcase shall contain the RoC Tag Team Titles. In order to claim a suitcase, you need to pin or submit your opponent first. If you choose a wrong suitcase, the match shall go on and so on and so forth... You all get the picture."

A murmur of excitement comes from the audience at the announcement of the new match.

Marcus Troy: "Now being a special match type and all, this match will also be a no DQ match, why? Well to set the stakes higher of course. I'm sure both teams in here tonight would appreciate the challenge."

Troy takes a short breather before continuing.

Marcus Troy: "And on to the next agenda why I am out here tonight... The so-called Charismatic Crippler Colton Charles Cai Cobb."

A mixed reaction emanates from the crowd showing that C4 isn't well-loved but is still preferable to Marcus Troy.

Marcus Troy: "Mr. Cobb shall be facing Entropy tonight, though I do know very well his capabilities, I assure everyone that Mr. Cobb shall be nothing but a stepping stone for Entropy to once again challenge for the RoC World Title. And this time... He shall be swallowed whole into the abyss of chaos!"

Marcus Troy snickers as he drops the mic and begins to exit the ring. The crowd start booing knowing the REAL reason why the match is a no disqualifications match. Troy ignores them as he walks up the ramp and disappears to the back followed by Entropy.






Dr. Billie Holliday: "Well it seems you are clear to fight tonight Colton."

The resident doctor of Ring of Chaos signs off on the medical clearance form. Seated across her is The Charismatic Crippler Colton Charles Cai Cobb.

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "Thanks doc, tonight I'm going to give Entropy his due, he put me out of action for a while but I'm back and payback is going to be a bitch."

Dr. Billie Holliday: "Are you sure it's a good idea Colton? Going after Entropy? You know you may end up getting injured again, or worse... Your wrestling career may prematurely end."

C4 shrugs off the doctor's worry.

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "Life is full of risks doc, besides... Marcus Troy and Entropy need to be taken care of... They are slowly poisoning this place... Now I'm not saying that I'm gonna play the hero, but what will people say if I turn a blind eye to them after all that they've done to me... No... As long as I breathe, I'll make it my mission to bring them down... They fucked with the wrong man."

Colton rises from his seat and heads for the door. He stops right before he exits the room.

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "Besides, I'm sure you'll be here to patch me up after the match doc."

C4 exits the room as the Dr. Holliday shakes her head slowly hiding the smile on her lips as the scene fades.



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VS

Jim Jackson:  "First of all, before we get started, if anyone is wondering where our usual advertisers are, all advertising has been suspended pending careful review, so tonight we shall not have any advertising on the show...  Anyway...  Here we go with the next match, Colton Charles Cai Cobb's first major match since returning to action here in Ring of Chaos."

Brad Blood:  "And he's up against the man who put him on the shelf, if you can call Entropy a man...  I mean we all know that C4 ain't no pushover but Entropy is a whole different monster...  He may as well put C4 back into a hospital room after this match!"

Jim Jackson:  "Well, we'll find out soon, I doubt Colton will go down easily this time."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall!  Introducing first, standing at 6 feet 6 inches tall and weighing in at 235 pounds, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts, The Charismatic Crippler, C4...  COLTON CHARLES CAI COBB! "

Bond's "Explosive" starts blaring out of the speakers as smoke starts to rise from the edge of the platform.  A light show flashes as the silhouette of the penultimate wrestler, Colton Charles Cai Cobb steps through the smoke.  With a smirk on his face and an air of arrogance, he makes his way to the ring ignoring the loud boos which echo the ringside. He enters the ring, flexes and stretches waiting for the match to begin.

Alice Aoi:  "Introducing next, standing at 7 feet 3 inches tall and weighing in at 390 pounds, hailing from The Amazon Jungle, The Embodiment of Chaos... ENTROPY!"

The light goes dark as "The Last Steampunk Waltz" by Ghostfire starts to play on the speakers.  A spotlight shines upon the opening of the entrance tunnel as Marcus Troy steps out from the back.  With a grin on his face and a gesture from his hand, steam begins to rise covering the whole area.  Marcus Troy steps forward and suddenly the hulking form of Entropy comes forth rendering gasps from the crowd.  Leading his client down the ramp Marcus Troy smirks in amusement at the crowd's fear of Entropy who hulks into the ring and prepares for his match.

Alice Aoi:  "The referee for this match is Jack B. Nimble.  IT'S TIME TO LET CHAOS REIGN SUPREME!"

DING!

Jim Jackson:  "There's the bell!  The Charismatic Crippler wastes no time and lunges towards Entropy!  Entropy with a big swing, Colton Charles Cai Cobb ducks under it and grabs him from the back!  German suplex attempt...  NO!  Entropy grabs on to the ropes!  Back elbow by Entropy...  No one is there!  C4 with stiff low kicks to Entropy's leg!"

Brad Blood:  "C4 is playing is smart, he knows he's faster than Entropy and his fighting experience easily helps him expect Entropy's next attack.  He's now chopping away at Troy's pet."

Jim Jackson:  "Entropy tries to grab Colton Charles Cai Cobb but Cobb dodges it!  Again another good kick to the leg by Cobb!  Entropy grunts in frustration. C4 from behind Entropy...  A double axe handle!  Entropy staggers a step forward but is still on two feet."

Brad Blood:  "Damn, that must have felt like hammering a brick wall!  Entropy is just a difficult puzzle to solve.  Entropy swings wildly, C4 manages to stay out of reach!"

Jim Jackson:  "C4 circles around Entropy and goes low!  Shoulder block right into the back of Entropy's leg!  Entropy falls to one knee!  Colton Charles Cai Cobb sees his chance...  Running knee connects to the side of the monster's head.  Entropy starts to fall but manages to hold himself up!"

Brad Blood:  "C4 charges in for the kill...  NO!  A STIFF LARIAT BY ENTROPY FROM OUT OF NOWHERE!  C4 ran right into that!  It almost took his head off!  Entropy for the cover!  Look at the grin on Marcus' face!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One..."

Jim Jackson:  "Colton Charles Cai Cobb gets his shoulder up!  Entropy pulls him up to his feet.  He's going for a body slam!  No!  C4 manages to slip down behind Entropy and shoves him to the ropes...  Entropy bounces back and Cobb uses the momentum to roll him up!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One..."

Brad Blood:  "Entropy easily kicks out of that one and sends C4 flying to the other side of the ring!  Colton pulls himself up on the corner...  Entropy comes charging in...  NO!  C4 dodges at the last moment and Entropy just speared the ring post!"

Jim Jackson:  "C4 sees his chance!  He pulls Entropy and gets him in a side headlock...  DDT!  He just planted the monster's head into the canvas!  Colton Charles Cai Cobb lies on his opponent's back at a 90° angle, putting all of his weight on the opponent to prevent him from moving.  He then hooks his opponent's arm and pulls it back into his opponent's body executing a Short Fuse.   The submission is locked in!"

Brad Blood:  "NO!  ENTROPY POWERS OUT OF THE HOLD WITH HIS BRUTE STRENGTH!  What a monster!  He throws a big right at C4 but misses!  Colton with a dropkick sends Entropy reeling a bit.  Irish whip attempt by C4...  NO!  Entropy puts on the brakes and reverses the Irish whip!  Colton is the one who gets sent to the ropes instead!"

Jim Jackson:  "Big clothesline by Entropy misses!  Colton Charles Cai Cobb continues running and bounces off the ropes...  Entropy with a spinning back elbow but C4 manages to duck under it as well!  C4 comes running back one more time... Entropy attempts a back body drop but The Charismatic Crippler counters it with a knee to Entropy's head!  Entropy is sent reeling...  Colton Charles Cai Cobb puts his opponent in a front facelock, he then hooks his tights, and lifts him/her up vertically.  Colton Charles Cai Cobb then jumps up and falls on to his back so that the opponent lands on his head executing a Detonator!  THE CROWD EXPLODES!"

Crowd:  "THIS IS AWESOME!  THIS IS AWESOME!"

Brad Blood:  "Holy crap!  He actually lifted Troy's monster and dropped him on his noggin!  This is the first time we saw someone actually effectively put Entropy down like that!  C4 for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Tw..."

Jim Jackson:  "But Entropy gets his shoulders up!   The Charismatic Crippler knows that this is the opening he needs...  He's going for the RDX!   Colton Charles Cai Cobb rolls his opponent face down and sits on his opponent's back. Grabbing both his opponent's arms, Colton Charles Cai Cobb pulls them across his opponents neck in a "X"...  WAIT!  Entropy is powering out of the hold before C4 can lock it in!  C4 tries to pull the arms tight but Entropy's brute strength overwhelms his submission finisher attempt!"

Brad Blood:  "Entropy rises to his feet, C4 still has both his arms in a cross in front of his neck!  Entropy backs into the corner hard slamming Colton's spine into the turnbuckles!  C4's grip loosens and Entropy is free!  Big European uppercut slams into C4!  Entropy walks to the middle of the ring and charges towards C4 in the corner...  He just crushed Colton with a big body avalanche!  C4 slumps to the ground and Entropy starts stomping away at C4's head into the bottom turnbuckle!"

Jim Jackson:  "Looks like the tides have turned, C4 now is brutally getting stomped in the corner...  If he doesn't find a way to get away, this match may be over!  Entropy pulls Colton Charles Cai Cobb up...    Entropy hoists his opponent across his shoulders, one arm across his opponent's neck and the other across the leg, he then pulls his arms down applying pressure on his opponent's back executing an excruciating Discord's Song!  The submission is locked in!  This could be it!  This could be...  NO!  C4 somehow reaches over and manages to cling on the top rope!  The referee sees it and tries to break the hold!  Entropy is not letting go!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two!  Three!  Four!  Fi..."

Brad Blood:  "Entropy finally releases C4 short of being disqualified but the damage has already been done!  C4 tries to crawl towards the ropes but Entropy grabs him and hoists him up to his feet...  He spins C4 around...  Entropy catches his opponent and whirls him before slamming him into the canvas executing a upheaving Maelstrom!  THAT SHOOK THE RING!  THIS COULD BE IT!  Entropy for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two..."

Jim Jackson:  "No!  Colton Charles Cai Cobb gets his shoulder up!  Marcus Troy looks on in disbelief!  The crowd starts chanting for The Charismatic Crippler, looks like they hate Troy and his monster more than C4!"

Crowd:  "LET'S GO C4!  LET'S GO C4!"

Brad Blood:  "C4 slowly pulls himself up using the ropes...  Entropy comes charging in...  C4 DUCKS LOW AND SENDS ENTROPY FLYING OVER THE TOP ROPE AND INTO THE STEEL RAILINGS WITH A BACK BODY DROP!  THE CROWD GOES WILD!"

Crowd:  "HOLY SHIT!  HOLY SHIT!  HOLY SHIT!"

Jim Jackson:  "Entropy slowly staggers back up to his feet and tries to shake off the damage...  Colton Charles Cai Cobb is on the apron...  Flying double axe handle...  NO!  Entropy catches him by the neck as he flies...  Chokeslam attempt by Entropy...  NO!  C4 manages to slip free of his grasp and lands behind him...  German suplex attempt on the outside....  C4 NAILS IT!  CHEERS REVERBERATE INSIDE THE ARENA!"

Crowd:  "THIS IS AWESOME!  THIS IS AWESOME!"

Brad Blood:  "The ref motions for C4 to bring the action back into the ring...  Colton pulls Entropy and rolls him unto the apron...  C4 slips back in and reaches over the top rope and pulls Entropy up...  Is he going to do what I think he is?!  He's gonna attempt to suplex Entropy back into the ring!  NO WAIT!  Entropy breaks free and shoves C4 off!  Entropy enters the ring again...  Big Superman punch by C4 clocks Troy's pet on the side of the head!  Colton Charles Cai Cobb grabs his opponent's waist and hoists his opponent up onto his shoulder in an overhead gutwrench backbreaker rack. He then sits down and simultaneously flips the opponent forwards and downwards, slamming his opponent down to the ground face-first to one side executing an explosive Ground Zero!  OHMYGAWD!!!  THIS COULD BE IT!  THE CROWD IS ON THEIR FEET!  C4 for the cover!"

Crowd:  "HOLY SHIT!  HOLY SHIT!  HOLY SHIT!"


Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two!  Thr..."

Jim Jackson:  "ENTROPY GETS HIS SHOULDER UP AT THE LAST POSSIBLE MOMENT!  COLTON CHARLES CAI COBB IS IN SHOCK AND CANNOT BELIEVE IT!  This is possibly the very first time someone is able to get a shoulder up after being hit with the Ground Zero!"

Brad Blood:  "Well even the crowd can't believe it Jim...  Look at the shocked faces looking inside the ring!  Troy though has his usual smug mug on...  Like he knew his monster could get a shoulder up.  C4 tries to set Entropy up for the RDX once more...  He tries to roll Entropy over but the monster starts to fight back!  OOOH!  BIG HAYMAKER FROM ENTROPY CATCHES THE SIDE OF C4's head!  C4 is sent reeling to the ropes!"

Jim Jackson:  "Colton Charles Cai Cobb bounces back right into Entropy's arms!   Entropy lifts his opponent up his shoulders and powerbombs his opponent down the mat, not once, not twice, but three times before pinning him down executing a chaotic Chaos Theorem!  Both shoulders are down!"

Brad Blood:  "Aw maaaaaaan, so close!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One! Two! Three!"

DING!  DING!  DING!

Alice Aoi:  "The winner of this match by pinfall, The Embodiment of Chaos...  ENTROPY!"

Jim Jackson:  "Once again Entropy claims another victory in the ring tonight, it seems that this monster is unstoppable!  Marcus Troy steps into the ring and raises the arm of his monster!  The crowd start booing loudly but Troy ignores the discontent from the fans."

Brad Blood:  "So what's next for Entropy?  Will he finally again send his monster back after Melchiott's belt?"






"Hood Politics" by Kendrick Lamar hits and Rafik Arfah makes his route to the ring. He is wearing sunglasses and a leather jacket. He walks down the aisle with a look that screams confidence and his head raised high. He turns his back to the camera and stretches his arms outward and we see his shirt has the sentence "A1 Since Day 1" written on it. Rafik enters the ring and raises his hand while doing the Too Sweet hand gesture.

"Eyeless" by Slipknot begins playing as Gus walks down the entrance ramp, wearing a straitjacket. he is accompanied by a nurse. He screams in rage and then he talks gibberish. Before entering the ring, the nurse removes his straitjacket and then she quickly gets away. Gus screams "Die" at the top of his lungs and then he enters the ring.

A member of the staff comes inside the ring and hands them two microphones. People are cheering for them.


Jim Jackson: "Tonight, the Slayers are facing Nicolas Dorn and Thaddeus Rex in their newly formed tag team for the Tag Team titles in a Russian Roulette Mystery Briefcase Match. A special stipulation, which will be used for the First time ever here."

Brad Blood: "It's a really interesting match. Nicolas dorn and Thaddeus Rex are two skillfull guys with a lot of experience and a lot of history especially here in ROC. And especially after the events that happened last show, with Tyler Norton helping Marcus Troy's fanction in order to beat Polski and the Slayers, things aren't easy for the Slayers."

Gus: "Hello people of ROC! Tonight, we must defend our Tag Team titles against a pretty new tag team. The truth is that this match is Marcus Troy's attempt to make us lose our titles. These two guys haven't done enough to come here and claim our titles. Marcus Troy can't stand us being champions, so he hopes we're gonna lose our titles from these guys. But, guess what? We're gonna prove him wrong. Tonight, we will defend our titles for ONE MORE TIME, so we can cement this way our reign as the Tag Team champions of ROC."

The fans go wild as the Slayers put their belts on the air.

Gus: "And please, don't get me wrong. I don't say that Nicolas Dorn and Thaddeus Rex aren't good wrestlers. They're really good. But, the Slayers know how to co-operate. We know exactly what to do in these kind of matches. And it's a no disqualification match, so... things are gonna get ugly."

He gives the crazy eyes and everyone goes mental.

Gus: "So, let's talk a little bit about last show. The zombies attacked again Polski, but man, we were there ready and we showed them that we're not joking. And then out of the blue, the lights go out and a fucking stupid redneck attacks us, like a coward. Tyler Norton, you just messed with the wrong people man. You better go back to your farm or whatever you do, because the Slayers are gonna kick your ass and everyone else's asses that get in our way. Even if they are zombies or huge minions of an evil manager. You got in something, that you weren't involved, so prepare for the consequences. The consequences of  teaming up with the losing side, the side of injustice people, who messed with us. so prepare to get your ass kicked. BIG TIME!"

Crowd: "Slayers! Slayers! Slayers!"

As the crowd goes silent again, Rafik Arfah prepares to speak.

Rafik Arfah: People might think Gus and I are mad because we have to defend our titles in what might seem as an unfair stipulation. And it's true.. we are mad. Not mad because we have to defend the titles, we are mad because we barley defend it! Gus and I love to defend these titles, each time we get a chance to prove that we are the greatest tag team in the business today, we almost squeal with joy! Gus and I are fighting champions! Unfortunately for us, some people don't wanna see these champions fight.

The crowd starts to boo due to the fact that Marcus Troy's politics prevent them from seeing great titles defenses by The Slayers.

Rafik Arfah: "But don't worry, Marcus can't keep us off the your television screens for too long because he knows who the fans want to see when tuning into ROC! Tell us who the fans want to to see, audience.."

The fans start a "Slayers!" chant in support of the beloved duo.

Rafik Arfah: "Damn right. And as for tonight's match, we will be facing two veterans of ROC.. two extremely talented performers. No doubt about it! Nicolas Dorn, a true student of the game. Thaddeus Rex, a multi-time champion here in ROC. Now you might ask yourselves, how in the blue hell are these two young lions planning to beat the odds in this one? Well, the answer is simple.. the stipulation for this match? Some might say it's crazy.."

Rafik glances over to Gus who cracks a small grin at him at the mention of the word crazy.

Rafik Arfah: "Some might say this stipulation is a bit.. chaotic. And ladies and gentleman, crazy chaos is just where Gus and I thrive! So to put it like this, I think the odds are just in our favor! Isn't that right, Gus?"  

Gus and Rafik bring their fists up and then bump them together as a sign of solidarity.  

Rafik Arfah: "So that is pretty much settles the subject of our title defense so before we leave, we just want to get one message across. Po1ski, we did not forget about your big match later tonight. We're rooting for you in this one. Give that anus pointing sell-out AK-14 a proper beating for joining up with a snake like Marcus. And remember, if the shit starts to go down.. rest assured we will have your back, uce."

Gus nods his head in approval of Rafik's statement and the two men exit the ring and return to the backstage area to do further preparations for their big match.





The scene opens backstage where the team of Thaddeus Rex and Nicolas Dorn is seen.  Both men look primed and ready for their title match later tonight.

Thaddeus Rex:  "When one door closes, another one opens...  And that is what tonight is, a new door leading to a new opportunity, the RoC Tag Team titles.  Now I've heard the talks, I've heard the whispers behind our backs.  Why did they get a title shot?  They don't deserve a title shot, but I believe otherwise.  We may be a new team here in Ring of Chaos, but we've been in this game for a long time, we've paid our dues.  We fought on when other wrestlers called it quits, we said aye when people said nay, and fluke or not, we have fought and defeated the former tag team champions The Northern Kings."

T-Rex pauses and looks at his partner who gives him a nod of affirmation.

Thaddeus Rex:  "This gimmick match, this Russian Roulette Mystery Briefcase match..."

T-Rex shakes his head, clearly unimpressed by it.

Thaddeus Rex:  "Honestly, I think it's a cheap illusion used by management to dazzle the fans...  There is nothing wrong with an old fashioned tag team match, but we will humor management and when the night ends...  When the smoke clears, Ring of Chaos shall have new tag team champions.  We are The Immortals, we are the past, the present and THE FUTURE!"

T-Rex hands the mic to Dorn.


Dorn takes the microphone, but gives a look of confusion to Thaddeus Rex.

Nicolas Dorn: "Who are you?  Where am I?  Is it time for my nap?"

Dorn lets the question sit for a moment before giving a laugh.

Nicolas Dorn: "I'm joking!  As Thaddeus said, we've paid our dues and we're both ready for this match-up tonight.  It's about I had some gold around my old waist... so bring whoever you want and bring whatever match you want!  I've seen it all and I've won them all!  I don't exactly have the best luck when it comes to gambling, but at the end of the day, this boils down to being a tag team match and nothing more.  All we have to do is win every fall to ensure our victory!"

What a tremendous "revelation"...

Nicolas Dorn: "Experience will always beat skill..."

Looking at his partner, Dorn quickly adds to his statement.

Nicolas Dorn: "Not to say we aren't skilled!  We're great!  The best this company has seen!"

Thaddeus puts his head into a hand as Dorn turns back towards the camera.

Nicolas Dorn: "The current tag team champions are two young whippersnappers who are too caught up in everything else they've got going on.  They aren't focused!  You can't be everywhere at once, and those two kids have mentally stretched themselves out too thin.  Tonight, we capitalize on that fact and leave your new champions!"

Dorn throws his arm into the air in excitement as a loud crack is heard.  Dorn's eyes go wide for a moment before he hunches over.

Nicolas Dorn: "Owowowow!  I hurt my back!  Don't worry, don't worry.  This happens all the time.  I'll be fine in a few minutes.








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Jim Jackson:  "The upcoming match is the first ever Russian Roulette Mystery Briefcase Match here in RoC and it's for the RoC Tag Team Titles!  The Slayers shall be defending their championship against the team of Nicolas Dorn and Thaddeus Rex who have begun calling themselves The Immortals."

Brad Blood:  "The Immortals?  Really?  Heck Dorn looks like he's about to keel over!"

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a Russian Roulette Mystery Briefcase Tag Team Match AND IS FOR THE ROC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP!  The only way to win the match is to pin your opponent and pick the briefcase containing the RoC Tag Team Titles, if the wrong briefcase is picked, the match shall continue.  Introducing first the challengers, with a combined weight of 470 pounds, the team of Nicolas Dorn and Thaddeus Rex...  THE IMMORTALS!"

"Who Wants to Live Forever" by Queen starts playing on the speakers as pyros light up the top of the entrance ramp, Nicolas Dorn and Thaddeus Rex steps forth from the back and make their way down the ramp and towards the ring. When they reach the bottom, Dorn stops and takes a breather before with the help of T-Rex climb up the steel steps and enter the ring.

Alice Aoi:  "Introducing next with a combined weight of 463 pounds, they are your current and reigning RoC Tag Team Champions, the team of Gus and Rafik Arfah...  THE SLAYERS!"

"Eyeless" by Slipknot begins playing as Gus walks down the entrance ramp, wearing a straitjacket. he is accompanied by a nurse. He screams in rage and then he talks gibberish. Before entering the ring, the nurse removes his straitjacket and then she quickly gets away. Gus screams "Die" at the top of his lungs and then he enters the ring.

"Hood Politics" by Kendrick Lamar hits and Rafik Arfah makes his route to the ring. He is wearing sunglasses and a leather jacket. He walks down the aisle with a look that screams confidence and his head raised high. He turns his back to the camera and stretches his arms outward and we see his shirt has the sentence "A1 Since Day 1" written on it. Rafik enters the ring and raises his hand while doing the Too Sweet hand gesture.


Alice Aoi:  "The referee for this match is Jack B. Quick.  IT'S TIME TO LET CHAOS REIGN SUPREME!"

DING!

Jim Jackson:  "There's the bell, it looks like Gus and Nicolas Dorn will be starting off for their respective teams...  And Right off the bat Dorn walks right into Gus' clothesline!  Dorn tries to get back to his feet...  Gus has his back...  German suplex!  No!  Gus ain't letting go!  Another German!  Gus ain't done!  A THIRD GERMAN SUPLEX!  Dorn is twitching on the canvas!  Gus hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Thr..."

Brad Blood:  "Holy crap I can't believe Nicolas managed to kick out of that one!  Nicolas staggers up to his feet...  Gus first lift Nicolas Dorn up over his head with arms fully extended, before lowering the arm under the head of the opponent so that the opponent falls to that side, while flipping over and landing on his back executing an Out of Control!  Gus for the cover."

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Three!"

Jim Jackson:  "And just like that Gus gets a win!  He now gets to choose a briefcase...  Gus picks briefcase number 3!  He opens the briefcase...  AND IT'S EMPTY!  Looks like the match continues!  Gus enters the ring once more...  Looks like Rafik Arfah wants some action so Gus tags him in!  Nicolas Dorn is trying to crawl towards T-Rex's outstretched arm...  He's about to get the tag...  NO!  A stomp to the back stops Dorn's advance!  Elbow drop by Rafik on Dorn's back!"

Brad Blood:  "All they need to do is to keep Dorn from getting a tag and The Slayers will have this match in the bag...  Rafik goes to apply a camel clutch on Dorn...  The submission is locked in!  Dorn screams as Rafik applies more pressure.  Wait Dorn is able to get one arm free!  He reaches for the ropes...  He gets to the bottom rope and Rafik is forced to let go!  Rafik quickly tags in his partner!  Irish whip sends Dorn into the corner."

Jim Jackson:  "Gus run at the opponent, who is upright in the corner, and jumps forward so that he splashes his whole body stomach-first into his opponent, crushing him between his body and the turnbuckle. Rafik Arfah takes a few steps back and charges towards the same opponent following up with a knee to the skull and a running bulldog!  Anesthesia Knee!  The Slayers are not playing around!  Gus goes for the cover!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Thr..."

Brad Blood:  "Dorn gets a foot on the bottom rope!  Dang, lucky break for Nicolas there!  Another quick tag between The Slayers and Rafik enters the ring!  Rafik Arfah lifts his opponent on his shoulders and slams him face first into his knee!  KENTA USED IT FIRST!!!  Dorn is down and out!  Rafik for the cover!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Three!"

Brad Blood:  "This is a walk on the park for The Slayers, they already got two pinfalls!"

Jim Jackson:  "Well those pinfalls are useless if they don't choose the right briefcase...  Rafik Arfah picks suitcase number 6 and opens it...  EMPTY!  Looks like the match goes on!  Rafik enters the ring again and ducks down to pull Nicolas Dorn up...  Wait!  Dorn grabs Rafik and rolls him up!  Both shoulders are down!  The ref goes to count and doesn't see Dorn pulling on Arfah's tights!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Three!"

Brad Blood:  "Holy sonnuva menstruating gnu Nicolas steals a win!  Rafik is complaining to the ref but the ref didn't see anything!  Dorn runs around the ring celebrating his win...  Aaaaaaaaaaand he's out of breath!  Dorn staggers as he makes his way to the briefcase...  He picks briefcase number 2...  And inside is...  NOTHING!  ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!!!  Dorn is devastated! And the match continues!"

Jim Jackson:  "Nicolas Dorn returns back to the ring, Rafik Arfah lunges and starts hammering away!  Dorn is sent to the ropes, Arfah continues to brutally assault him in anger.  A big right hook lands followed by a sharp uppercut!  Dorn's knees buckle but Rafik is not letting up.  Rafik with big punches to Dorn's gut, and his punches are the only thing holding Dorn up.  The referee steps in to stop Arfah so that he can check up on Dorn, Arfah probably seeing only red pushes the ref away!  There is no DQ here tonight!  Rafik Arfah wraps his arms around the head and one arm of the opponent and squeezes, choking his opponent much better than Phil Brooks does executing his submission finisher Better Than Brooks!  The submission is locked in!"

Brad Blood:  "Dorn taps!  Nicolas Dorn just tapped out!  Things are looking bad for The Immortals, looks like the only thing that may be immortal about them is the memory that they sucked at their championship match!  Rafik steps to the table and carefully scrutinizes the remaining briefcases...  He picks briefcase number 1 and he opens it...  NO TAG TITLES!  THE MATCH CONTINUES!"

Jim Jackson:  "Nicolas Dorn is slowly crawling towards their corner, The Immortals really need to get a tag right now...  Rafik Arfah tags his partner in and Gus enters the ring...  A big stomp to the back of Dorn stops his advance.  Gus picks Dorn up....  Body slam!  Dorn clutches his back while lying on the canvas.  Gus is not letting him get any rest, he pulls Nicolas up and sends him to the ropes with an Irish whip...  Dorn hits the ropes and bounces back...  Discus clothesline by Gus misses!"

Brad Blood:  "Holy cow!  How did Nicolas manage to dodge that?!  Dorn hits the ropes on the other side and comes running back...  Clothesline by Dorn connects...  BUT IT'S DORN THAT FALLS DOWN!  What the heck?!  That is just pathetic!  Gus picks Dorn up and lands a suplex!  Gus tags his partner back in..."

Jim Jackson:  "Gus presses the opponent over his head with arms fully extended, before lowering the arm under the head of the opponent so that the opponent falls to that side, while flipping him and causing him to land on his back. As the opponent is stunned with his back on the mat, Rafik Arfah picks him up for the Kenta Used It First, lifting him up on his shoulders and dropping him face first into his knee!  The Slayers hit their finisher It's Out of Control, Just Go 2 Sleep on Nicolas Dorn!  Dorn is twitching on the canvas...  Rafik hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Three!"

Brad Blood:  "And it's another win for The Slayers!  Rafik slips out of the ring, there are two suitcases left...  He has a fifty-fifty chance to find the one with the tag titles, he chooses briefcase number 5...  AND HE BLEW IT!  NOTHING IS INSIDE!  One last suitcase!  Whoever gets the next pinfall will get the tag team titles!"

Jim Jackson:  "Rafik Arfah slips back into the ring, he stands over Nicolas Dorn and attempts to haul him up to his feet...  LOW BLOW!  LOW BLOW BY DORN!  Rafik clutches his family jewels and falls to his knees!  There is no DQ!  Dorn staggers towards T-Rex, Arfah tries to stop him, DORN GETS THE TAG!  Thaddeus Rex bursts forth and hits a running kick to Arfah's face!  T-Rex with an elbow drop connects to Rafik's chest!  He goes for the cover."

Jack B. Quick:  "One..."

Brad Blood:  "Rafik gets a shoulder up!  T-Rex pulls Rafik up and sends him to the ropes with an Irish whip...  Stiff clothesline sends Rafik back down!  Leg drop by T-Rex right on the back of Arfah's neck!  Again T-Rex goes for the quick cover!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One..."

Jim Jackson:  "Thaddeus Rex knows he needs to get this last pinfall or everything is lost.  Everything is hanging on whoever manages to get the next pinfall or submission.  Rafik Arfah manages to roll away just before T-Rex could continue his attack...  T-Rex charges in...  Arfah on the ropes, springboard clothesline connects!  T-Rex goes down!  Rafik leaps unto the top turnbuckle...  Diving elbow drop...  Right on top of T-Rex's heart!  Arfah hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Tw..."

Brad Blood:  "T-Rex kicks out!  Rafik is not giving T-Rex any breathing room...  Irish whip sends Thaddeus into the corner!  Here comes Rafik with a high knee...  No!  Rex ducks out of the way and Rafik's knee slams into the top turnbuckle hard!  T-Rex from behind hauls Rafik up...  Samoan drop!  Rafik is down!  T-Rex goes for the filthy Muslim's leg...  Texas cloverleaf!  Rafik is trapped in a submission attempt...  Will he tap?  No!  He makes it to the ropes!  Rex releases the hold!"

Jim Jackson:  "Rafik Arfah pulls himself up, T-Rex connects with a series of jabs.  Arfah throws a wild left...  Thaddeus Rex catches his arm!  Arfah tries to counter with a right...  Rex catches his other arm!  Thaddeus Rex holds both the opponent's arms under his own, and delivers a series of headbutts to his opponent, who is unable to counter executing an Unbridled Ferocity.  Rafik goes down!  T-Rex for the cover..."

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two..."

Brad Blood:  "Arfah manages to get a shoulder up at two!  Thaddeus Rex with a couple of stomps keeps Rafik grounded...   Thaddeus Rex approaches his opponent who is lying facing down. He grabs his opponent's arms, and pulls it to his opponent's back. Thaddeus Rex then rolls or flips forward into a bridge, applying pressure on the wrist and elbow executing a Grounding the Prey!  The submission is locked in!  Rafik is too far from the ropes...  This could be it!  This could be... NO!  Gus runs in for the save!  He kicks T-Rex on the head making Rex release the hold!  Nicolas enters the ring as well and tries to go after Gus but gasses out half way traversing the ring!  Gus returns safely to the other side of the ropes while the referee helps the wheezing Dorn back to their corner."

Jim Jackson:  "Rafik Arfah staggers to their corner and gets the tag!  Gus enters the ring!  Gus is signalling for their finisher, It's Out of Control, Just Go 2 Sleep!  If this connects, it's all over!  Gus presses the opponent over his head with arms fully extended...  WAIT!  THE WHITE WALKERS!  THE WHITE WALKERS HAVE ENTERED THE RING!  Grey Wolfe and Whiteman start attacking both Gus and Rafik!  The referee is helpless to do anything."

Brad Blood:  "Looks like The White Walkers are gonna hand the tag titles to The Immortals...  WAIT!  T-REX JUST TOOK GREY WOLFE DOWN WITH A STIFF LARIAT!  He goes after Whitemane next who is beating down on Gus!  Thaddeus Rex stands behind his opponent and slips both arms underneath the opponent's armpits and locks his hands behind his neck, pushing the opponent's head forward against his chest before hauling his opponent overhead in an arc by bridging his back sending his opponent crashing into the canvas head first then holds the position pinning both shoulders to the canvas executing a spine-shattering Ambush!"

Jim Jackson:  "Looks like T-Rex wants to win the tag titles fair and square!  Nicolas Dorn enters the ring and helps Rafik Arfah up...  Double dropkick by Arfah and Dorn sends Grey Wolfe over the top rope!  Gus goes after Whitemane...  Gus first lifts Whitemane up over his head with arms fully extended, before lowering the arm under the head of the opponent so that the opponent falls to that side, while flipping over and landing on his back!  OUT OF CONTROL!  Gus kicks Whitemane out of the ring...  Rafik grins as he looks at Dorn...  WAIT!  DORN SUDDENLY KICKS RAFIK IN THE GUT AND THROWS HIM THROUGH THE ROPES!"

Brad Blood:  "LOOK OUT GUS!!!  Thaddeus Rex charges towards his opponent and spears him/her to the ground.  He then mounts his opponent and proceeds to hammer down with both fists until his opponent is beaten to unconsciousness executing an extremely violent Rampage.  Gus is down!  T-Rex for the cover!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One! Two! Three!"

Jim Jackson:  "Thaddeus Rex gets the pin and the final briefcase!  He walks over and opens it..."

DING!  DING!  DING!

Alice Aoi:  "The winner of this match and NEW ROC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...  The team of Thaddeus Rex and Nicolas Dorn...  THE IMMORTALS!"

Jim Jackson:  "What an ending!  We have new tag team champions!  Nicolas Dorn is celebrating inside the ring with Thaddeus Rex!  What an upset!"

Brad Blood:  "That idiot Dorn did nothing!  It was T-Rex all the way!  Though now that The Immortals bit the hand that tried to help them, they may end up on the crosshairs of Marcus Troy and his pet Entropy!"

?:  "Very perceptive Mr. Blood!"

The crowd gasps loudly at the familiar voice of the abusive Vice-General Manager Marcus Troy whose visage has appeared on the Titan Tron.

Brad Blood:  "Speak of the devil!"

Marcus Troy:  "In fact your actions here tonight though resulted in The Slayers losing their tag titles which is of course my main goal, your assault on my minions The White Walkers IS UNACCEPTABLE!  So on the next show...  Mr. Rex shall be fighting Entropy..."

T-Rex doesn't wait for Troy to finish.  He grabs a mic and interrupts the VGM...

Thaddeus Rex:  "I'm not afraid of you or that freak that is your son.  Bring it on!  You have been a poison seeping into RoC, slowly killing it, so I'd be damn glad to get rid of you and your little monster."

Marcus Troy:  "So confident are we Mr. Rex?  Well it matters not, first Entropy shall destroy you, and after that, Mr. Melchiott shall be next."

Jim Jackson:  "The gauntlet has been thrown and T-Rex threw it back!  What a turn of events!"






'Open Your Eye's' by Alterbirdge is playing through out the arena. Supernatural walks out to the ring. He climbs into the ring and gets a microphone.

Supernatural: "I come out here tonight to hype our match for the Chaos title. We four contenders are men that are being over looked for the heavyweight title. I want to say one thing before I talk about my opponents. Entropy, you are a jackass and that moron managing you is about as useful as tits on a man.  The fact is Entropy, you have not faced me since I joined this fed. You have ignored me for months in the past but I will not tolerate that here. When I beat the other 3 men in the ring, I will be a title holder here and a man worthy of respect. Then I am coming for you."

Supernatural: "Of the other three members of my match, Po1ski is the only one worth a damn. Tyler Norton is a pussy who has run since his encounter with that turd that is Boulder. Tyler is a flake and a women parading as a man. If he was a man, he would not have taken that shit from Boulder. But he did."

Supernatural: "I don't know much about Ray Kamaura. But from what I have seen so far, he isn't worth my time. I take shits that are more dangerous than him."

Supernatural: "As many of you know, I faced Po1ski in my first match here. It was a tough match but a winnable one on my end. Alas, I did not win. Po1ski pushed me to my limits and I respect that. But ultimately, I will beat him this time."


Machine gun shots echo all over the arena. The crowd cheers once the big screen displays the following Tyler "AK-14" Norton, which is written above a slow-motion video of a bunch of bikers riding Harley Davidsons and custom Choppers on a dirt road toward a stunning sunset.

Then, the jumbo tron shows a compilation of AK-14's videos, a bunch of flashes displaying his strongest moves, disrespectful in-ring & backstage actions and big accomplishments such as his gauntlet match victory & the RoC Battle Royal one. The video is concluded by the man's logo.





Tyler "AK-14" Norton pops through the curtains aisle once "Debonaire" by Dope hits the arena's PA. He smacks his chest twice and lifts up both hands displaying the rock sign. Then, he stands at the top of the ramp while his arms are stretched to the sides, the spark pyros surrounding his back make the crowd go nuts as soon as they are activated. Tyler is wearing his usual in-ring gear, except the vest. Instead, he has the Chaos Token necklace on. He makes his way to the ring trash talking a couple of people as he descends the ramp. He even throws the middle fingers once he gets ringside.


Tyler jumps onto the ring apron and gets in the ring. At first, he doesn’t even acknowledge Supernatural. The man climbs a turnbuckle and eyeballs the crowd, whom give him a mixed reaction now. Once his theme song is cut, the man climbs down the turnbuckle and takes a microphone which was passed by a staff member.

Tyler Norton: “Gawd-damn, son… You’s a stupid muhfucka, ain’t ya?”

Another mixed reaction from the crowd. Tyler rubs his beard as he slowly paces around Supernatural, observing his reaction and shaking his head a couple of times. He stops and points at the man standing before him.

Tyler Norton: “I mean, c’mon, punk… You ain’t serious, is ya? Ya know, I was warmin’ up backstage, ya feel me? Throwin’ some punches on the wall ‘n shit – followed by some quick push-ups. Gettin’ ready to kick y’all pussies like an ASS-KICKIN’ machine that I am. But this lil bitch runs his big mouth and decides it’s smart to trash talk AK-14… I couldn’t believe it, homeboy. That’s why I be here, cuz… I be here to get yo’ ass checked.”

Tyler points at Supernatural – eyes slightly popped out, we can tell he is angry.

Tyler Norton: “First of all, who the fucks are you, homeboy? I mean I know who you is, I ain’t stoopid – I’ve seen you doing ya lil thang before but I ain’t seein’ how on Earth a punk-ass-bitch-ass muhfucka like yourself gots the nerve to talk some shit like that.
I mean, where your credentials at?
Who did you beat to earn the privilege to job to “AK-14”?
Huh?
Sorry to break it for you, boy. But this is my shit, big matches like this, ya feel me? It’s my specialty. Did you know I’m the motherfucker who ended up as the victor of the 30-wrestler RoC Battle Royal?”


Tyler paces to one side and another as he speaks; motioning with his hands while mean-mugging Supernatural.

Tyler Norton: “I can see you brown-nosing-gooch-lickin’ ya boy Po1ski like a pussy that you is… But I ain’t frontin’, I ain’t finna lie ova’ here, man. That bitch good – Po1ski’s actually a threat and I’ma have to be careful when we be squarin’ off in this very ring. Yet I want ya to make no mistake, cuz… I’m damn better than him. ‘Cause while you be claimin’ your pathetic ass was pushed to the limits – no pun intended, by Po1ski…
Shiiiieeet...
I pushed that muhfucka to the limit, ya feel me? The same muhfucka that pushed you to the limit has been pushed to the limit by “AK-14”. You get my point?
I’m the one that bitch lost to… You aware of that, boy!? You couldn’t take that fool down but the flake-ass boy here did it.”


Tyler now stands face to face with Supernatural – they have an eye-to-eye battle which appears to be pleasing the crowd. Tyler speaks firmly.

Tyler Norton: “Make no mistake, punk… I’ve beaten several wrestlers in this federation already. This flake-ass boy had to defeat five punks by himself to earn his contract. This flake-ass boy hasn’t been put down by ANY men in this place… This flake-ass boy could easily put you down right here right now if he wanted to.
One punch in your face and I’ma be takin’ ya teeth home, ya feel me? I’ma snatch that lil Chaos chain off yo neck ‘cause you ain’t deserve it, doggy. You ain’t done shit to rival someone like me that’s whaddup… So y’know what I’ma do? I’ma give ya a chance to apologize.”


Tyler lets out a sneering chuckle.

Tyler Norton: “Have I ever told you why they call me AK-14? Get on yo muhfuckin’ knees and kiss these boots, homeboy… You made a big mistake when you opened yo mouth. Can you back your shit up now?”


Supernatural shakes his head in disbelief. Then let's out a bellowing laugh.

Supernatural: "You ask where my credential's are? I beat Thaddeus Rex for a chance in  this match. I bested guys like sleepwalker. I fought one half of the tag team champions to a standstill.  That is my credential's. But enough about me. Let's look at yours."

Supernatural: "You beat five people to earn your contract. What were they women? I have seen you wrestle. You are not physically imposing.You prance around like a queer. All you do is punch people in their dicks. That's not wrestling. That's being a pussy. You haven't faced real talent. And when you do, you falter then crumble. Then you disappear for a while and cry like a bitch in your room. The fact is you are a no talent ass clown parading himself as a talented wrestler. You are not. Tonight in this match,  everyone one is going to see you for what you really are. That is a spineless pussy who cant handle his shit in the limelight."


Tyler laughs as he paces to one side and another – just like earlier. He rubs his long beard before his next speech, pointing a few times to Supernatural.

Tyler Norton: “This shit be funny, y’know? Nah, it’s actually funny, boy. Listen to yourself for a minute you dumb lil shit you be contradictin’ yoself like a stupid-son’va-bitch-ass that you is. You wanna talk about Rex? Shiiieeeet, lets do it… I beat him as well – I done did it. Congratulations ‘cause once again you be a few steps behind AK-14.
Sleepwalker? Seriously, homeboy… Who the fuck that punk is? I ain’t never heard of him – not even lyin’. That muhfucka ain’t done shit to be relevant here but you gon’ be claimin’ you beat him, ain’t ya?
The fact that you be proud of nearly defeatin’ a muhfucka is funny, ya know? You’s the pussy here, not me. I’m still fuckin’ blamin’ myself for not KILLIN’ that pathetic excuse of a Champion that goes by the name of Alexander Melchfuck… Me? I don’t plays, boy. I go for the win no matter who I be facing. Dayymn – besides that, you claim AK-14 ain’t got the balls to fight real talent, which shows how out of the goddamn loop you is. Motherfucka, I'm still new up in here yet I’ve already defeated former champions, I’ve defeated at least fifteen wrestlers in this company... I've put the whole roster in check. In the meanwhile, all you claim is you beat a motherfucka named… Sleepwalker.”


The crowd chants interrupts Tyler’s monologue. He takes a quick look at them, then back to Supernatural – this time, standing still.

Tyler Norton: “You claim I ain’t faced real talent… ‘Ight, so you basically be shittin’ on everything you just said earlier. Yes you are! ‘Cus ya know, I guess you forgot the fact that I, AK-14, defeated yo boy Po1ski.
I done beat that guy.
Is he a talentless wrestler then, huh? Watch your fuckin’ mouth before you talk your nonsense shit, you dumbfuck. The truth is, you’s scared… You talked yo shit but you have no idea what the fuck you be claimin’… Futile words comin’ from a futile dumb-ass motherfucka.
You know what I do to punk bitches like yoself? I stick my boots so far up their arses that they won’t be able to sit down for a damn week! You be lookin’ to THE best wrestler at this very moment signed to Ring of Chaos, and I guaran-damn-tee that not only I’ma beat the shit outta your sorry ass later.
I AM going to be the first RoC Chaos Champion!”


The crowd chants once again as Tyler stares intensely into Supernatural’s eyes. We can feel the tension in that ring.


Supernatural, embarrassed, picks up his microphone. Supernatural moves the microphone to his mouth to say something but he stops. He paces around the ring thinking about what to say. The crowd proceeds to chant Ak-14 repeatedly.

Supernatural: "I am impressed. I came out here tonight thinking that I would roll all over you. But I have to say you proved me wrong."

Crowd: "Ak-14"

Crowd: "AK-14"


Supernatural: "I wish I could say something to prove that I will kick your ass in the ring tonight. Alas, their is nothing. So I will leave it at this."

Supernatural walks up to AK-14. He puts the microphone to his mouth.

Supernatural: "Scratch that, I will two things."

Supernatural: "One, take care of your personal hygiene. If you are half the wrestler you claim to be you should be paid well enough to take a shower and brush your teeth. You smelly ass redneck."

Supernatural: "Two, what happens in the ring tonight will prove that I am the better man. You pansy ass bitch."


Back For More by Five Finger Death Punch hits and Po1ski comes out at the top of the ramp. He is sporting a few notable bruises over his right eye and along his abdomen, but nothing too serious. There is however a notable difference in Po1ski's demeanor. He seems fired up for the first time in his career, probably in his life. He already has a microphone in his hand, and begins speaking.

Po1ski: "Whoa there, gentlemen. Let's not get too crazy before the match even begins. First off, thank you Supernatural for your respect. It takes a lot to earn in in this business, and you have mine as well. And you, Mr. Ak-14? Well you had my respect, until you took the cheap way out like the bitch you are."

The crowd jeers at Po1ski's comment. He ignores the reaction, and begins slowing pacing at the top of the ramp. Every word that is spoken increases in intensity.

Po1ski: "You had me one on one. We were kicking the shit out of each other, giving the people a show. Yeah, it ended in a count out, but it was still one helluva match. Such a damn good match that at one point, while you were punching my teeth in, my few remaining brain cells were thinking about a future match. That's how much I respect you. Well...'respected' is probably the better word. Because you sold out, Tyler. You blindsided me when the match was over, and then ran like a bitch when Marcus Troy and his goons came out. You sold out like the coward I always thought you were. You sold out because you were scared."

The Crowd: Oooooooooooh!


Po1ski: "I'm not gonna believe that you joined Marcus Troy just because you wanted to be a big star or whatever delusional redneck bumfuck reason you wanted to portray. You sold me down the damn river to those jackasses because you knew that if you didn't, they would take you out. You like winning Tyler, no fault in that. I like winning too. But with winning, comes ass beatings. And that's where we differ. I embrace getting my ass kicked, and you run from it. When push comes to shove, you don't have the heart to make it in this business, Mr. Ak-14. You'll take any back alley opportunity that comes your way, and when everyone is done using you, you'll run off with your tail between your legs. Because you're a coward, a punk, a loser, and a little whiny bitch."

Po1ski pauses for a second, seemingly getting his emotions under control.

Po1ski: "Yeah you've beat me once before. But now? I couldn't give two shits about the Chaos Title. I just care about kicking your ass, Tyler. So Supernatural and Ray Kamaura? You both can whoop each other all up and down this arena and win the belt for all I care. But Tyler is mine. I'm about to show you a lesson in respect tonight, you worthless son-of-a-bitch. I'm gonna kick your teeth down your throat.".


Tyler's laughs interrupt the man's speech. AK-14 walks up to the ropes and grabs the top one, while staring at Po1ski still standing at the top of the ramp.

Tyler Norton: "Another stupid-ass muhfucka talkin' shit that he ain't even know... Look at you, man. What you think this is? Who you think you is? I mean, we ain't no nerds fuck that we wrestlin' in this biatch - we ain't read no books or have to do that... Nerd shit. But the thing is, y'all muhfuckas exceed the limit of stupidity.
It's outta the damn limit - how can you get yo sorry ass ov' here and claim I've joined Marcus? What's up, homeboy? You think you is smart? Motherfucka you never seen me shakin' that suited lil shit's hands. Tyler AK-14 Norton ain't associated with no yes-man.
I ain't no yes man.
As far as I'm concerned, all I did was smackin' yo ass all over the place last time... And the coincidence is, Marcus' boy wanted to do the same. So what I do? I kick your ass then get the hell outta the building 'cause that's how we roll...
... We ain't give a fuck. We run upon yo ass and leave. Boss just like that, son.
This be easy! Just like that!"


Tyler now looks at Supernatural then at Po1ski. The crowd, once again, shows their support for all men trash talking each other.

Tyler Norton: "This be funny, though. For real, I ain't finna talk no mo' 'cause it's time to prove y'allselves in the ring, ya feel me? But lemme tell you this... Listen to yoselves you lil son'va bitches... Y'all ain't even want no belt. Nah. Y'all want something else.
Y'all want something that be bigger than the title itself. The RoC Chaos Championship is nuthin' but a gawd-damn extra. I'ma tell y'all what the main prize for y'all is.
That's me, motherfucka!
Who do you wanna take down, Po1ski? Me, that's who, bitch.
Who do you wanna take down, Supernatural? Me, that's who, bitch!
Y'all muhfuckas ain't care 'bout that title y'all just wanna beat ME... THE man up in this muhfucka! But me? I be focusin' in one thing only, homie, and that's takin' over this bitch by storm. And that's what I'ma do tonight, know what I mean? I'ma kick y'all asses, I'ma prove myself as the REAL ASS-KICKIN' machine in this whole federation, I'ma get fuckin' paid and spend ma money on some beers, I'ma drink all that shit 'til I'm wasted and I'ma make sure to always let y'all know who I am!"


Tyler climbs up a turnbuckle now.

Tyler Norton: "Lemme ask y'all something... Do y'all know why they call me AK-14!?"

The crowd cheers in excitement.

Tyler Norton: "Ight, 'ight... I'ma tell y'all why. See, these homeboys call me AK-14 'cause I been doin' this lil thang since eighty seven! They call me AK-14 'cause when any fool be crossin' my path… The same fool GON' RECEIVE THE ASS KICKING OF HIS LIFETIME WHEN I..."

Crowd: "... STICK MY 14 SIZED BOOTS UP HIS ASS!!!"

Tyler's theme song is played once he tosses the microphone away and smacks his chest twice as he roars to the excited crowd. Then, he climbs down the turnbuckle and leaves through the crowd - receiving their ovation as he pushes through them. The camera displays Po1ski and Supernatural staring at each other before the screen fades to commercials.




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Re: Chaos Supreme 06/26/2016

Post by Thaddeus Rex on Mon Jun 27, 2016 7:03 am





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Jim Jackson:  "Coming up next is the main event of the evening!  That's right folks, the match where we shall crown our first ever RoC Chaos Champion!"

Brad Blood:  "Four men enter the ring, no rules save one...  The person to get the first pinfall by hook or by crook shall be our first RoC Chaos Champion.  Who will walk away with the gold tonight?  Will it be Po1ski, Ray, Supernatural or Tyler?  Well we're about to find out!  Take it away Alice!"

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a four-way Chaos Match and IS for the ROC CHAOS CHAMPIONSHIP!  Introducing first, standing at 6 foot 3 inches tall and weighing in at 225 pounds, hailing from Rzeszow, Poland, The Polish Freight Train...  PO1SKI!"

"Back For More" by Five Finger Death Punch hits and Po1ski emerges at the top of the ramp. The crowd is split between cheers and boos. Po1ski acknowledges neither, and simply makes his way to the ring. There is a calm, neutral expression on his face. He enters the ring, and makes his way to his corner, waiting for the match to start.

Alice Aoi:  "Introducing next, standing at 7 feet 1 inch tall and weighing in at 300 pounds, hailing from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania...  The Rayward Son...  RAY KAMAURA!"

"Carry on My Wayward Son" by Kansas plays as darkness over takes the arena. A single light shines down on Ray Kamaura, as he stands majestically in the center of the ramp. The lights raises and The Rayward Son jaunts down the side of the ramp, extending his hands for the fans. Approaching the ring Ray leaps onto the apron, and again over the ropes, and with a third leap, he stand upon the turnbuckle soaking in the atmosphere around him.

Alice Aoi:  "Introducing next, standing in at 6 feet 5 inches tall and weighing in at 225 pounds, hailing from New York, New York...  The Natural...  SUPERNATURAL!"

"Open Your Eyes" by Alterbridge. Supernatural rides down on a Harley to the ring.

Alice Aoi:  "Introducing last, standing at 6 feet 1 inch tall and weighing in at 237 pounds, hailing from Mississippi, U.S.A., AK-14...  TYLER NORTON!"

Machine gun shots echo all over the arena. The crowd cheers once the big screen displays the following Tyler "AK-14" Norton, which is written above a slow-motion video of a bunch of bikers riding Harley Davidsons and custom Choppers on a dirt road toward a stunning sunset.

Then, the jumbo tron shows a compilation of AK-14's videos, a bunch of flashes displaying his strongest moves, disrespectful in-ring & backstage actions and big accomplishments such as his gauntlet match victory & the RoC Battle Royal one. The video is concluded by the man's logo.




Tyler "AK-14" Norton pops through the curtains aisle once "Debonaire" by Dope hits the arena's PA. He smacks his chest twice and lifts up both hands displaying the rock sign. Then, he stands at the top of the ramp while his arms are stretched to the sides, the spark pyros surrounding his back make the crowd go nuts as soon as they are activated. Tyler is wearing an all-black outfit which consists of a camouflage bandana, a leather vest that has his logo printed on its back, camouflage cargo shorts, military boots, knee supporters, elbow pads and camouflage combat gloves. He makes his way to the ring trash talking a couple of people as he descends the ramp. He even throws the middle fingers once he gets ringside.

Norton climbs up the ring and then the turnbuckle. He grabs his crotch and shows the middle fingers one more time. Despite the mixed reaction from the crowd, Tyler remains acting as if he does not care whatsoever. Finally, he takes off his vest and stretches his neck and arms preparing for the upcoming match.


Alice Aoi:  "The referee for this match is Jack B. Nimble  IT'S TIME TO LET CHAOS REIGN SUPREME!"

DING!

Jim Jackson:  "And there's the bell!  Tyler Norton whips out a length of chain with a huge padlock attached at the end of it!  Being an anything goes chaos fight weapons are legal!  Ray Kamaura grins as he raises up a steel chair.  Supernatural has a bat at hand and Po1ski opts for some old fashioned brass knuckles.  This is going to be one heck of a match...  All four men start to size each other up...  And in one go, Norton, Po1ski and Supernatural gang up on Ray!  Kamaura is actually the only member of the old guard in this match, the other three are part of the newer generation of wrestlers."

Brad Blood:  "Ray is using the steel chair as a shield as Norton whips away with the chain and lock!  Po1ski manages to throw a couple of jabs but the steel chair is able to ward off those as well!  Supernatural sneaks up behind Ray....  He swings the bat...  Ray rolls out of the way and counters with his steel chair knocking the bat out of Supernatural's hand!  Ooh!  Po1ski sneaks a good body shot in!  Those brass knuckles blasts right into Kamaura's ribs!  Ray falls to one knee and Norton wraps the steel chain around Ray's neck and start choking away!"

Jim Jackson:  "Ray Kamaura is in a bad situation...  He backs Tyler Norton into the corner!  Norton's grasp on the chain loosens!  Kamaura staggers off but here comes Po1ski with a big clothesline taking Kamaura over the top rope and into the outside!  Supernatural with dropkick sends Po1ski following to the outside through the second rope!  Double axe handle by AK-14 stuns Supernatural...  AK-14 picks Supernatural up...  HE POWERBOMBS SUPERNATURAL OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE OUTSIDE RIGHT INTO BOTH KAMAURA AND PO1SKI!  The crowd goes wild!"

Crowd:  "THIS IS AWESOME!  THIS IS AWESOME!"

Brad Blood:  "AK-14 exits the ring and he's picking up the steel steps...  Po1ski gets up....  TYLER SLAMS THE STEEL STEPS INTO PO1SKI!  Ray staggers to his feet...  AND HE ALSO EATS SOME STEEL!  Supernatural clings to the apron to pull himself up...  Tyler charges in with the steel steps but Supernatural ducks!  Side kick by Supernatural slams into Tyler's back sending him sprawling into the steel steps he was carrying!"

Jim Jackson:  "AK-14 staggers to his feet, Supernatural hauls him up and body slams him into the steel steps!  Po1ski is starting to stir...  Supernatural grabs him and plants him into the ground with a DDT!  Ray Kamaura is also starting to pull himself up...  Supernatural whips him around...  Kamaura with an enzuigiri from out of nowhere!  Supernatural is sent reeling!  Kamaura grabs the bell and throws it!  Supernatural ducks!"

DING!

Brad Blood:  "And a recovering Tyler gets hit by the bell instead!  Spear by Supernatural takes Ray down!  Supernatural quickly goes for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two..."

Brad Blood:  "Po1ski breaks the three count!  Po1ski starts attacking Supernatural with crisp kempo strikes...  Elbow strike followed by an open palm strike to the heart sends Supernatural staggering back...  Supernatural trips and falls over Tyler Norton who is on all fours!  Po1ski leaps over Tyler with a spinning side kick right into Supernatural's chest!  Spinning backfist grazes Tyler who is sent reeling back!  Po1ski sees the steel steps on the ground, he leaps on it and uses it to get some height...  Jumping axe kick right down on Norton's head!  Po1ski for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two..."

Jim Jackson:  "No!  This time it's Ray Kamaura that breaks the hold!  Po1ski grabs Kamaura and hits a facebuster!  Tyler Norton has staggered back up, Po1ski charges at him but Norton shoves the cameraman right into Po1ski!  As Po1ski recovers Supernatural grabs a crutch from the crowd and slams it into Po1ski's back!  Supernatural throws Po1ski over the steel railings derailing The Polish Freight Train as he lunges towards AK-14.  Tyler, recovered somewhat meets Supernatural head on and both men start brawling!  Uh-oh, the action is getting a little bit close to the announce table..."

Brad Blood:  "Supernatural and Tyler are still trading punches throwing caution to the wind!  Wait here comes Ray charging in...  NO!  Both Supernatural and Tyler duck down and send Ray flying...  INTO OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE WITH A DOUBLE BACK BODY DROP!  Oh god, that gave me a start, I think I just soiled myself!"

Crowd:  "HOLY SHIT!  HOLY SHIT!  HOLY SHIT!"

Jim Jackson:  "AK-14 and Supernatural continue trading shots...  The Polish Freight Train just mowed them both down with a double clothesline!  Tyler Norton staggers back up to his feet first...  Overhand right punch takes him down!  Supernatural staggers to his feet...  Po1ski hauls him up on his shoulders...  Samoan drop on the outside!  Ray Kamaura is still sprawled on the announce table...  Po1ski climbs up the announce table and pulls Kamaura up...  PILEDRIVER ON THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!  PO1SKI JUST BROKE THE ANNOUNCE TABLE WITH RAY'S HEAD!!!"

Crowd:  "HOLY SHIT!  HOLY SHIT!  HOLY SHIT!"

Brad Blood:  "Ray is out cold!  This is Po1ski's chance!  Po1ski for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two!  Th..."

Brad Blood:  "Tyler shoves Po1ski off of Ray and now Tyler has the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two!  Th..."

Jim Jackson:  "This time Supernatural kicks Tyler Norton off of Ray Kamaura!  Po1ski whips Supernatural around, Supernatural throws a punch...  Po1ski dodges and counters!  Po1ski grabs Supernatural's wrist, puts his arm under his opponent's armpit, and hip throws them, executing a violent Ippon Seoi Nage.  Supernatural is down!  Po1ski turns around...  Norton with a spear takes Po1ski out!  is this it?  Is Tyler Norton about to do what I think he's gonna do?  AK-14 starts driving elbows down on Po1ski's head!"

Tyler Norton:  "GET FUCKED!  GET FUCKED!  GET FUCKED!"

Brad Blood:  "IT IS!  Po1ski just got F'd Up by Tyler Norton!  Tyler for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two..."

Brad Blood:  "Impressive, looks like Po1ski still manages to get  a shoulder up after that brutal assault!  Tyler stands up and looks under the ring apron...  HE PULLS OUT A TABLE!  The crowd starts to cheer as they know what is coming!  Tyler sets the table up...  He turns around...  Supernatural is there and knees Tyler in the gut...  He picks AK-14 up...  POWERSLAM THROUGH THE TABLE!  TYLER NORTON IS DOWN!  Supernatural for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two..."

Jim Jackson:  "Ray Kamaura with a hammer fist breaks the pinfall attempt!  Supernatural hits Kamaura with a European uppercut followed by a kick to the gut bending him over...  Supernatural hauls Kamaura up for a powerbomb...  WAIT!  Kamaura leaps over Supernatural's head and unto the apron!  Supernatural turns around with a spinning forearm towards Kamaura's leg... KAMAURA LEAPS OVER SUPERNATURAL AND HITS A FLYING CROSSBODY RIGHT INTO PO1SKI WHO IS JUST GETTING BACK UP!  Leg drop by Supernatural hits Po1ski as Kamaura manages to roll away and grab a steel chair...  Supernatural gets to eat steel as Ray slams the chair right into his face!"

Crowd:  "THIS IS AWESOME!  THIS IS AWESOME!"

Brad Blood:  "Damn!  What a comeback from Ray!  The crowd is cheering loudly at the action they are seeing here at ringside!  Tyler pulls himself back up...  Ray lunges with the steel chair!  No!  Tyler manages to leap out of the way at the last moment and the steel chair hits the ring post instead, the recoil of the strike makes Kamaura let go of the chair!  Tyler grabs Ray and Irish whips him into the ring post!  Po1ski is starting to stir...  Tyler with a running low kick connects at Po1ski's ribs!  Norton starts slamming Po1ski's head into the ground!  One!  Two!  Three!  Four!  Five!  Six!  Seven!  Eight!  Nine!  Ten!  PO1SKI IS BUSTED OPEN!"

Jim Jackson:  "Supernatural starts to stir...  AK-14 grabs Supernatural and sends him into Ray Kamaura with an Irish whip!  both men go down in a tangled heap!  What a match this has been so far.  Tyler Norton focuses his attention back at Po1ski, like a shark smelling blood in the water.  Tyler pulls Po1ski back up...  PO1SKI WITH AN ARM BREAKER!  Tyler is down!  Po1ski quickly locks in an armbar!  Norton screams in pain as the submission is locked in!  Will AK-14 tap out?!  Wait!  Here comes Kamaura!  Po1ski releases Norton just as Kamaura closes in!  Ray throws a punch...  Po1ski catches a catches a punch thrown by Ray Kamaura, and gets them in a standing arm triangle choke, executing an excruciating T.O.N.!  The submission is locked in!  Will Ray Tap or Nap?!  Looks like Kamaura is fading!"

Brad Blood:  "Supernatural for the save!  Supernatural breaks the submission attempt!  Supernatural applies a front face lock to his opponent and draping the opponent's near arm over his shoulder, then lifting him up and holding the opponent in the vertical position then slams the opponent down to the ground in front of him onto their back performing a Blast from the Past!  Po1ski is down!  Supernatural for the cover!  Is this enough to put The Polish Freight Train down?"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two!  Th..."

Jim Jackson:  "No!  Po1ski still manages to get a shoulder up at the last possible moment!  The crowd is eating it all up!  What a match!  These four men are giving it their all to become the first RoC Chaos Champion!  It's still anyone's game at this point but we can already see the toll this match is taking on their bodies."

Brad Blood:  "You got that right Jimbo.  Tyler Norton has pulled himself back up!  Supernatural charges in...  Tyler counters with a back body drop sending Supernatural into the crowd!  Norton pulls grabs a power cable on the ground, he loops it over Po1ski's neck trying to choke Po1ski out!  Ray with a low dropkick connects to the Tyler's back!  Ray pulls on the cable before Po1ski can get free choking him again!  WAIT!  Ray now also loops the cable around Tyler's neck and pulls!  Both Tyler and Po1ski are in danger of being choked out!"

Jim Jackson:  "Supernatural calls out from behind the crowd barrier!  Ray Kamaura turns around...  HOLY CRAP!  Supernatural just threw a little girl from the crowd towards Kamaura!  Kamaura lets go of the cable and lunges catching the little girl!  Ray sets the little girl down...  CHAIR SHOT RIGHT ON THE HEAD TAKES KAMAURA DOWN!  The crowd starts to boo loudly at Supernatural!  What an underhanded technique that was!  LOW BLOW!  TYLER NORTON JUST SLAMMED HIS FIST UNTO SUPERNATURAL'S GROIN!  Supernatural goes down and Norton starts stomping away on Supernatural's manhood!"

Brad Blood:  "Oh man, we may end up having a eunuch here tonight!  I-I can't look at this...  Po1ski sneaks up behind Tyler and locks him up in a sleeper hold!  Supernatural is out and foaming at the mouth due to the groin attack!  Will Po1ski be able to put Tyler to sleep?"

Jim Jackson:  "WAIT!  LOOK OUT!  PO1SKI JUST GOT DECKED BY ENTROPY!  Entropy catches his opponent and whirls him before slamming him into the ground executing a upheaving Maelstrom!  Entropy just came in and attacked Po1ski and it's all legal! The Slayers have run into ringside!  They got screwed by Troy earlier tonight and they are here to prevent Troy from screwing Po1ski!  NO!  THE WHITE WALKERS JUST AMBUSHED THE SLAYERS FROM BEHIND!"

Brad Blood:  "Tyler shakes off the cobwebs and sees Po1ski down!  He pulls The Polish Freight Train up to his feet and signals for his finisher!"

Jim Jackson:  "No no no...  Not like this!  Tyler Norton kicks Po1ski's gut and applies a front facelock. Next, he drapes Po1ski's near arm over his shoulder and lifts up Po1ski to an upside-down position. Tyler insanely shouts "I just kicked your ass!!" as he holds Po1ski in the peak of the arc for a couple of seconds and then slam Po1ski on the ground executing the Reality Check."

Brad Blood:  "Oh man Po1ski is out!  Supernatural is still foaming in the mouth!  Entropy is kicking a downed Ray!  Tyler goes for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One! Two! Three!"

DING!  DING!  DING!

Alice Aoi:  "The winner of this match by pinfall and THE FIRST ROC CHAOS CHAMPION...  AK-14...  TYLER NORTON!"

Jim Jackson:  "Looks like Tyler Norton's deal with Marcus Troy has afforded him the RoC Chaos Title!  The crowd starts to boo loudly but nothing can be done, AK-14 is our RoC Chaos Champion!  He made a deal with the devil..."

Brad Blood:  "And it paid off Jim!  Tyler played it smart and allied himself with the strongest player here in RoC and now he's reaping the good fortune that comes with his association."






Jim Jackson:  "Wow!  Just wow!  That is what you call a wrestling show!  Drama!  Action!  Discord!  We have it all!  It seems Marcus Troy and his goons are slowly cementing their power here in RoC can anyone stop them?"

Brad Blood:  "You got that right!  With The Slayers losing their Tag Titles and Tyler Norton becoming the first ever RoC Chaos Champion, Marcus and his little helpers are creating havoc here in Ring of Chaos...  And with the upcoming TMOM Memorial Tournament coming up...  I'd say Lee Morrison better get a handle on things or we may have utter chaos when the PPV comes around."

Jim Jackson:  "I have to agree with you there Brad, I would like to discuss this more in detail but we are out of time!  So until next time, good night and good fight!"



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