Chaos Supreme 09/18/2016

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Chaos Supreme 09/18/2016

Post by Thaddeus Rex on Sun Sep 18, 2016 11:00 pm



VS

Jim Jackson:  "And here we are with our dark match for the evening, a little special treat before our televised matches.  Brad!  Welcome back, glad to have you back."

Brad Blood:  "Still hurting Jimbo but nothing will take me away from RoC."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall!  Introducing first, standing 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, standing at 5 feet 10 inches tall and weighing in at 200 pounds, hailing from Nowhere, Oklahoma...  JJ...  Joe Jobber!"

Beck's "Loser" starts playing on the loud speakers as Joe Jobber leaps forth from the entrance tunnel and runs down the ramp waving towards the fans as they wonder who the hell he is. He excitedly leaps into the ring and heads to his corner waiting for the match to begin.

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

DING!

Jim Jackson:  "Boy Bakla has been a staple in these dark matches for a few shows now, using these dark matches to tune herself up for her return to the main event and so far she's been having a good run."

Brad Blood:  "Well whoop-tee-do!  The tranny is going through RoC's weaklings...  C'mon if it wants a tune-up face someone like T-Rex!"

Jim Jackson:  "Boy Bakla has got Joe Jobber trapped in a headlock...  She takes Jobber down and kicks him in the back!  Running knee flattens Joe!  Bakal for the cover but no!  Jobber kicks out."

Brad Blood:  "JJ tries to fight back with a couple of strikes but his offense is short lived!  The fruitcake counters with a hard elbow strike and starts chopping away sending Joe into the corner!"

Jim Jackson:  "Irish whip by Boy Bakla hurtles Joe Jobber into the opposite corner...  Bakla charges in and connects with a spear into the corner!  Joe crumples and falls to the ground...  Boy Bakla leaps up to the top turnbuckle...  SHOOTING STAR PRESS!  She goes for the cover..."

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Th..."

Brad Blood:  "Joe gets a shoulder up but Bakla can already smell the blood!  It knows it has this in the bag!"

Jim Jackson:  "Boy Bakla mounts on top of it's opponent and starts slapping away hard with a series of slaps until it's opponent is gets knocked out from the force of the slaps executing a devastating Makeover!  Bakla hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One! Two! Three!"

DING!  DING!  DING!

Alice Aoi:  "The winner of this match by pinfall, The Transsexual Superstar...  BOY BAKLA!"

Jim Jackson:  "Boy Bakla makes quick work on Joe Jobber and picks up the victory."

Brad Blood:  "You know what, I know a perfect opponent for Bakla in next week's dark match would be...  My boy Xavier Blood.  It's about time Bakla fights a real wrestler here in RoC."








Jim Jackson:  "Good evening ladies and gentlemen, before we begin, I would like to welcome back my partner in crime! The one and only, Brad Blood! It's great to finally have you back here with me Brad. I'm sure everyone would agree that we missed your colorful personality."

Brad Blood:  "Well I'm glad to be back, I was lucky the stab wound missed all the vital parts. Still I would have never thought that I could be stabbed here in RoC... Tyler Norton is a menace!"

Jim Jackson:  "Well what's important is that you are back and ready to announce the show."

Brad Blood:  "Damn right I am, so let's get crackin'! IT'S TIME TO LET CHAOS REIGN SUPREME!"






"Chaos Reigns" by Trivium starts playing on the loud speakers and Lee Morrison steps out from the back.  The general manager of Ring of Chaos quickly makes his way down the ramp, in his hand he has a black bag.  His demeanor betrays his anger as he enters the ring.

Lee Morrison:  "I would like to greet you all a good evening but tonight I am just not in the mood.  Why?  Because first of all, I heard that someone posing as RoC Staff went out and bailed Tyler Norton out of jail!  But it matters not, because tonight Tyler Norton shall be facing The Bloodbound in a handicap match!  Why?  Because I want to show him that his actions WILL bear consequences...  Because I want to wipe that smug look off his face...  And BECAUSE I CAN!"

Loud booing and surprised murmurs emanate from the crowd.  Lee Morrison waits for all of it to settle down before continuing.

Lee Morrison:  "And secondly...  I've just had it with the disrespect this roster has been showing towards this institution and to me!  If you all are wondering who I am speaking about, I am speaking about Rey Del Jazz.  That RoC Chaos title you hold IS the property of Ring of Chaos, any form of vandalism on it is a sign of disrespect to me and to this federation.  And for your actions two weeks ago, for destroying the physical title, I actually have the right to suspend you without pay as per your contract.  But that won't do..."

The crowd listens on waiting to hear what Rey's fate is to be.

Lee Morrison:  "You see, one thing you have going for you is your talent in the ring.  Yes, I acknowledge your skill...  So I will do this instead...  Whether you have the physical belt or not, YOU ARE STILL THE ROC CHAOS CHAMPION and YOU WILL BE DEFENDING YOUR CHAMPIONSHIP TONIGHT against someone who is no stranger to fire and explosions... THE PSYCHOPATH GUS!  But due to your disrespect to me and this institution, you shall be fighting with a handicap!  That's right, in your chaos match tonight, you can only use ONE weapon, once that weapon leaves your hand, YOU SHALL NOT BE ABLE TO PICK IT UP AGAIN OR USE ANY OTHER WEAPONS IN THE MATCH OR RISK FORFEITING THE MATCH AND THE TITLE!"

The crowd gasps at the stipulation just announced by the general manager.

Lee Morrison:  "Furthermore..."

Lee Morrison opens the black bag and pulls out a brand new RoC Chaos Championship belt.

Lee Morrison:  "As you can see, you can destroy the physical title but what's to stop me from having another one ready?  All your actions are for naught.  I do hope you are ready Rey, you have a looong evening ahead of you."

Lee Morrison drops the mic and exits the ring.  "Chaos Reigns" by Trivium starts playing again as he makes his way back up the ramp and disappears to the back.






A cab rolls into the parking area and the midget wrestler Little Wang alights from it. Quickly paying his fare, Wang moves proceeds to head to the building. It was then Julia Rodriguez steps forth hoping to get an interview.

Julia Rodriguez: "Excuse me, Mr. Wang, I was wondering if I can get a short interview."

Little Wang: "Who are you calling short?!"

Julia Rodriguez: "Uh... No one, I didn't mean you, I meant the interview."

Little Wang: "Oh, so now you want an interview after calling me short?"

Little Wang seems to be getting angrier.

Julia Rodriguez: "What? No! It's not like that... I was..."

Little Wang: "What you are is rude Julia, and I no have time for rude people!"

With that Little Wang leaves the flabbergasted interviewer behind and enter the building.

Julia Rodriguez: "What in the world just happened?!"

Julia stands in shock as the scene slowly fades.






*Knock Knock*

A knock was heard at the door, seem like someone wanted to come in. But after a while of no one opening the door up to see who it is. The door opens up anyways, a man enters the office, he appears to be wearing a dark blue suit and blazer on, making his way towards the Ring Of Chaos general manager Lee Morrison. He pulls up a chair and sits down on it as he looks at the GM.

???: So, Mr Morrison... What's the deal? I have been calling for months, sending texts, e-mails, postcards, messages via carry pigeon. And I have yet to have a response, what would be the reasoning for that Mr Morrison?

The man settles down making himself comfortable in the chair, asking a question and hoping to get a response.


Still in a foul mood from the events that are happening, Lee Morrison looks up and sees TK Kenta.

Lee Morrison:  "Well as you can see, it's been havoc here in RoC, so I've been pretty busy.  And from what I remember you were the one who left in the middle of your contract.  You should consider yourself lucky I did not pursue any legal action..."

Morrison's voice traces away, clearly his mind is on other things.

Lee Morrison:  "Okay, tell you what Mr. Kenta, I'm a busy man and I have other things to worry about...  Let's put the past behind us, you want a contract?  I can give you one right now.  In fact you can have your in-ring return here tonight, at this very moment, how does that sound? You see, you popped in at a very good time, one of the performers today couldn't make it, I thought I would have to cancel a match until you dropped in.... Maybe it's fate... All you need is to sign this contract."

Lee Morrison grabs a contract from his desk and lays it in front of the returning wrestler as the scene slowly fades to black.



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Re: Chaos Supreme 09/18/2016

Post by Thaddeus Rex on Sun Sep 18, 2016 11:29 pm



It's a Sunday night and that means it's time to kick-off another edition of ROC's flagship show. ROC's crowd is ecstatic to witness this show especially after the events of the previous episode. It's a new era for ROC and the fans can't wait to see it all begin. The fans are beginning to get rowdy and start to chant the name of our brand new ROC World Champion, Rafik Arfah. After a few minutes of consistent chanting, "Hood Politics" by Kendrick Lamar hits and the fans go wild in anticipation of Rafik Arfah who emerges from the backstage area, proudly wearing his championship gold and making 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 climbs the turnbuckle to soak in this great moment before grabbing his title and raising it high in the air as confetti showers him from the ceiling and a colorful display of fireworks lights up the arena. Rafik has a huge smile on his face as he hops down from the turnbuckle. Rafik Arfah is given a microphone from a ringside staff member and begins to speak.

Rafik Arfah: "First of all.. I jus-"

An echoing chant of "you deserve it!" breaks out which causes Rafik to pause for a moment in appreciation.

Rafik Arfah: "It's true. I do deserve it, but not as much as YOU deserve it! YOU deserve this the most! It's about time our great ROC fans get a true champion to represent them. It's about time our fans got a champion who bothers to show up and actually fight. No more useless paper champions who show up once a month for a sub-par showing or sex offenders who disgrace the titles and expose their atrophied genitals on live television. It's time for a change. And I am gonna be the bringer of that change."

Our packed ROC crowd cheers on Rafik as he speaks the truth that was on everyone's mind.

Rafik Arfah: "All I ever wanted to do was change ROC for the better. Whether it was via attempting to dethrone the fascist cunts who tried ruined our federation or just being a good example for others to follow.. doesn't matter. I always put ROC's improvement and growth first. I only have one goal in mind. Making ROC great again. And yeah, I borrowed the phrase from that delusional billionaire, sue me."

Rafik places the title over his shoulder.

Rafik Arfah: "So after such a nice and promising speech, you must be wondering.. what's next for Rafik Arfah? Well, damn. I don't really plan these stuffs ahead. I guess a nice, long run as champ? Some more five star matches? I'm assuming some people will wanna beef with me over this strap soon because it's how our business works.. I guess I might as well just put this out there right now for those who are already planning to have a go at me."

Rafik clears his throat and looks into the main camera.

Rafik Arfah: "I know some people assume I now have a huge target placed on me. And these people can't be more wrong. I am not the one who has a target placed on him. It's the locker room who has a target on them. Because especially now as the world champion and face who runs our place, I have no issue going through every single wrestler in the back with ruthless aggression in order to maintain this spot. I might be a nicer man now, but cross me or do something stupid that pisses me off in hopes of getting this title off of me.. and see just how nice I'll be staying. People like to go ahead and write me off as an underdog with something to prove, but when I won that title clean as a whistle in the middle of the ring.. not only I proved that I'm no underdog at all. I proved I am a TOP dog. THE TOP dog. And I plan on remaining that Top Dog for quite a while."

Rafik Arfah drops his mic and then takes his championship off from his shoulder and raises it overhead one final time before leaving the ring to a huge ovation.

Jim Jackson: "What a great speech from our brand new World Champion. Rafik's new assertive and confident approach might earn him some opposition, but I think ROC's future is looking pretty bright."

Brad Blood: "He'll probably lose the title to Spruce Lee in our next show so he should enjoy the spotlight while it lasts."





VS

Jim Jackson:  "Welcome back folks, to kick things off tonight we have Little Wang taking on TK Kenta.  This is Kenta's return match, will he be able to make a successful comeback tonight?"

Brad Blood:  "Well I certainly hope so...  If he doesn't want to be a laughing stock."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall.  Introducing first, standing at 3 feet and 3/4 inch tall and weighing in at 80 pounds, hailing from Fujian Province, China...  LITTLE WANG!"

"Eye of the Tiger" by Survivor starts playing on the speakers as flashing multicolored lights starts flashing at the top of the entrance ramp as smoke rises from the floor. A small form suddenly bounces out of the entrance tunnel and through the smoke which is slowly clearing. The crowd looks wide-eyed at the small midget standing on top of the entrance ramp wearing stilts with both arms in the air waving a victory sign with his fingers. The midget runs down the ramp and scampers into the ring.

Alice Aoi:  "Introducing next, standing in at 5 feet 11 inches tall and weighing in at 215 pounds, hailing from Australia but residing now in Japan...  TK KENTA!"

"SOMATOH" by, booms throughout the speakers as the crowd rises to their feet anticipating to see TK Kenta run out onto the stage running into a wall of cheers. TK Kenta walks down the ramp and walks around the ring tagging a couple of the fans hand before jumping up onto the apron. Hoping onto the turnbuckle spitting out some water from his mouth before jumping down to the ring.  

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!  Both wrestlers charge towards each other..."

Brad Blood:  "Wang slips between Kenta's legs and leaps on the ropes...  Springboard dropkick takes Kenta from behind!"

Jim Jackson:  "TK Kenta rolls back to his feet.  Little Wang charges towards him, Kenta tries to intercept with a kick but once again Wang dodges it!  Wang off the ropes."

Brad Blood:  "Springboard crossbody!  No!  Kenta catches Wang and counters with a backbreaker!  Kenta for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Tw..."

Jim Jackson:  "Little Wang gets a shoulder up!  TK Kenta picks Wang up over his shoulders...  Wang slips free!   He lands behind Kenta and dropkicks the back of Kenta's knee!"

Brad Blood:  "Kenta drops to one knee...  Shining wizard from Wang!  Kenta is down!  Wang off the ropes...  Springboard moonsault!  Wang for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Tw..."

Jim Jackson:  "TK Kenta gets out of that one!  Little Wang is already on the move...  Springboard clothesline...  No!  Kenta dodges!  Kenta with a side kick connects!"

Brad Blood:  "Kenta bodyslams Wang and climbs to the top turnbuckle, he jumps up high in the air then comes crashing down with both of his feet on the stomach of Wang executing Kangaroo Stomp I.  Kenta for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two!  Th..."

Jim Jackson:  "Little Wang gets a shoulder up!  The fight continues...  TK Kenta picks Wang up on his shoulders in a fireman carry.  Wang starts to desperately fight back with elbow strikes.  Kenta wavers...  Wang uses the momentum to fall towards the ropes...  He grabs Kenta's head...  Springboard tornado DDT!"

Brad Blood:  "Ooh!  He planted Kenta on the ground there.   Little Wang climbs up to the top of the ring post and leaps, stretching out to a horizontal position, his legs and arms inward and then outward...  AND HE MISSES THE TADPOLE SPLASH!  Kenta rolls away at the last moment!"

Jim Jackson:  "TK Kenta gets back up to his feet.  He waits for Little Wang to get back up...  TK Kenta hits a spinning heel kick to Little Wang's stomach causing him to clutch his stomach in pain. TK Kenta looks like he was gonna wrap his arms around Little Wang's stomach like a gutwrench, but instead wraps one of his arms around the right arm of Little Wang and has his other arm wrapped around the leg of TK Kenta. Kenta then jumps up along with Wang spinning him around causing him to bend Wang so he can be dropped onto his head executing a Midnight Crash!"

Brad Blood:  "That shook the ring!  Kenta for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two!  Three!"

DING!  DING!  DING!

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

Jim Jackson:  "Well TK Kenta walks away with a victory on his return match."

Brad Blood:  "Against Little Wang...  The question is how will he fare against the other REAL wrestlers in the roster."






Sleepwalker with bat in hand walks up and down the halls looking for C4.

KANS, the legendary masked jobber from TTF suddenly and quite randomly walks up to Sleepwalker and receives a huge ovation.

KANS: "Long time no see, man. I think I saw that C4 dude heading to the locker room. Now I must go, I have a meeting with the GM. He said he is going to sign me to a Legend contract with guaranteed three appearances. How cool is that?!"

After doing his job and salvaging this segment, KANS walks away.


Sleepwalker watches him leave suspiciously then head towards the locker room.





?:  "Once again the powers that be do not recognize what true talent is..."

The camera zooms in to reveal the source of the voice, The Charismatic Crippler Colton Charles Cai Cobb.

Colton Charles Cai Cobb:  "Once again management decides to book me unsatisfactorily...  Two weeks ago I took care of Boulder and Sleepwalker...  I took care of them with this..."

C4 brandishes the weapon he used to attack both Boulder and Sleepwalker inside the ring.

Colton Charles Cai Cobb:  "Why did I do such a thing?  Well the answer is simple...  Because I was booked against people who ARE beneath me...  I do not need to waste my time on them when other prey are much more deserving of being hunted.  Yet tonight I was booked to battle Boulder...  AGAIN!  Tsk tsk tsk...  It escapes me why management would correct a mistake with another mistake!  Well...  It matters not, because when the night ends and the dust settles, the only thing left of Boulder will be broken up little pebbles."

Colton proceeds to walk off from view, he then stops and looks at the camera on more time.

Colton Charles Cai Cobb:  "It has also come to my attention that Sleepwalker is looking for me...  Well, I have no time to play hide and seek with a fool.  You know where I'll be tonight, so come at your own risk...   Because if you show your face...  I'll put you to sleep...  PERMANENTLY."

With that C4 walks off as the screen fades.






Sleepwalker enters the locker room and hides waiting for C4 to show his face.

Instead of C4, we see Tyler Norton entering the room. He takes off his inmate clothing and looks for his gym bag -- butt naked. Of course, he doesn't know that Sleepwalker lurks in the shadows.

Sleepwalker notices Norton and turns his back while he changes.

Sadly, for Sleepwalker, Tyler was able to listen to his movements. Due to the fact that the man is hidden, Tyler cannot see him in the shadows. However, he covers his massive penis with his hands and shouts at Sleepwalker's direction.

Tyler Norton: "Why you be stalking on me, homeboy? Geez... Can't a man devoted to the Lord change in peace? You's a pecker checker, ain't ya!? Who's out there? Is it Rafik Arfah aka the terrorist? Show yourself!"


In what appears to be quite the coincidence (not), moments after getting namedropped, our new world champion Rafik Arfah suddenly enters the locker room to the ever delightful view of AK-14's man-buns and poorly covered up genitalia. Rafik facepalms and covers his face to avoid the hideous sight.

Rafik Arfah: "Ugh, I knew I should have used my private locker room.. this is what I get for acting like I'm still just another one of the boys."

Tyler just scratches his beard, exposing his gigantic sausage as he observes the individual before him. Then, he shrugs.

Tyler Norton: "... And you are?"


Rafik Arfah can be seen heavily cringing.

Rafik Arfah: "Someone who really wishes he wasn't here right now. I should go and tell security another hobo sneaked into our backstage area. Geez, it's the third time this month..."

Tyler stares at Rafik for a moment and then lets out a loud laugh. He speaks while still looking for his gym bag.

Tyler Norton: "Nice joke, boy! You be looking to the undefeated legend in this building... Me! That's who! AK-14 aka the one who never lost the Chaos Championship aka the one who hasn't been beaten by any single wrestler. Who you is, cuz? You lost?"


Rafik takes a sit on a bench in the other corner of the room.

Rafik Arfah: "Judging by this bizarre scenario I am somehow in, I am starting to feel lost, yes."

Rafik unfortunately notices AK-14's schlong is still hanging out while he goes through his stuff.

Rafik Arfah: "So, any plans to put some clothes on soon or do you enjoy having your cock flopping around as you are in the company of sweaty men? I mean, not judging, but I for one don't roll like that. Religion forbids it and what not."  

Both Rafik Arfah and Tyler Norton were able to listen to a quick chuckle that sounded from the shadows. Tyler finally finds a towel; therefore, he proceeds to over his lower parts. Next, they look to the corner.

Tyler Norton: "Who's there!? Is it Alexander Melchiott? I bet it is... We all know you like touching yourself while looking at naked men! Show yourself now! SICK STALKER!"


It was then Lee Morrison shows up, he flicks the light switch illuminating the locker room and wonders why Tyler Norton is almost naked save a towel and is accosting a mirror.  He turns his head and notices Rafik Arfah.

Lee Morrison:  "Mr. Arfah, first of all congratulations on your win.  I think you may have forgotten, but champions get to have their own private locker rooms."

A frown appears on Morrison's face as he turns and faces Tyler Norton.

Lee Morrison:  "Mr. Norton...  Honestly, it fills me with disgust looking at you right now...  I do not know who bailed you out representing RoC but I will get to the bottom of this, in the mean time, pack in your private parts and put some pants on!  You claim to have found god and are now a changed man...  Well your actions tell another story."

Looking around Morrison notices nothing else, he certainly didn't see Sleepwalker who is still hiding, waiting for C4 to arrive.  Turning around, the general manager exits the room and shuts the door behind him.


Tyler Norton bursts out laughing once Lee is gone.

Tyler Norton: "Hilarious! As the Lord commands and the bible says...Eye for an eye, Morrison. You'll get yours soon, homeboy."

Out of sudden, Tyler realizes that he's speaking such sentence instead of thinking it to himself. He looks to Rafik, whom observes him.

Tyler Norton: "... Not! Just kidding, buddy. May the Lord be with you! Amen!"

Tyler does the cross sign.


Rafik sarcastically nods and winks at AK-14 indicating he is not falling for what he believes is a big charade.

Rafik Arfah: "Of course, of course. It's all good."

Rafik gives him a thumb up.

Rafik Arfah: "Although, if I were you.. I'd go after Marcus first, bro. He was supposed to be your friend, but was nowhere to be found when you were jailed. Wanna know how we call such behavior around where I come from?"

Rafik begins to make loud hissing noises.

Rafik Arfah: "It's called being a SNAKE. I had a friend from the UK always warned me to watch out for those. Ironically, he got bitten by a gang of snakes and died so I guess he was right after all."

While this whole scene is going Supernatural sneaks in in with what looks like to be AK-14's bag. He walks over to Ak-14. With a big shit eating grin on his face, Supernatural hands the bag to AK-14.

Supernatural: You might need a need a new gym bag. But you definitely need a new locker combination. It is too easy to get into. Net time I won't be leaving you such a nice surprise.

Supernatural punches Ak-14 in his dick and walks away. As he is walking away, Supernatural yells "Cup Check".


Rafik just sits there witnessing this entire turn of events and chuckles to himself.

Rafik Arfah: "It's stuff like this that make me love ROC."

Sleepwalker starts shaking his head.

Sleepwalker(whispers):  "Morons."


Rafik's overhears an odd whisper and instantly turns his head in suspicion in the direction where the peeping tom Sleepwalker is.

Rafik Arfah: "Who said that?"

Rafik gets up from his sit, he decides to cautiously approach the hiding zone of Sleepwalker, but just as he is a few steps away from uncovering the sick freak, he stops and decides to not pursue further.

Rafik Arfah: "I'm getting too old for this shit."

Rafik sighs and starts to make his exit from the locker room, before turning back to catch a glimpse of AK-14 as he remains still on the floor while clutching his cawq in pain.

Rafik Arfah: "Don't worry. It will go away eventually.. trust me, I know. Later, 'champ'."

Rafik Arfah leaves this Public Relations nightmare of a locker room, hopefully signaling the end of this amazingly ludicrous segment.

Tyler goes to his knees, still moaning in pain due to the dick punch delivered by Supernatural. He looks up as if he is talking to God.

Tyler Norton: "Dear Lord, forgive me for what I am going to do to Supernatural. He needs to understand that AK-14 is but your weapon of mass destruction which obliterates the sinners upon Earth. Amen."

Tyler gets up to his feet and walks toward the door. However, he stops once he hears a noise that comes from the shadows... Could that be Sleepwalker?



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Re: Chaos Supreme 09/18/2016

Post by Thaddeus Rex on Sun Sep 18, 2016 11:52 pm



"I'm too Sexy" by Right Said Fred fills the area as Boulder enters the arena holding a microphone. 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 wastes no time and immediately heads down to the ring. Boulder slides into the ring, walks to the center and raises the microphone.

Boulder: "Pathetic. That's the only word that comes to mind when I hear the C4's name."

Boulder shakes his head in anger.

Boulder: "Are you truly that pathetic that in order to win your match you have to resort to using weapons because your own skills as a wrestlers sucks so much?"

Boulder begins to cringe for a bit as he grabs his waist. It's clear that he hasn't fully recovered from the attack he endured a few weeks back at the hands of C4

Boulder: "It doesn't matter to much though. Because tonight it's just you and me in the ring. And I can't wait to get my hands on you tonight. I'm going to fucking destroy your sorry ass. And by the end of the night i'm going to be grinding my fat ass all over your face!"


Boulder tosses his microphone to the ground, slaps his massive cheeks a few times before heading backstage.






VS

Jim Jackson:  "Coming next we have Boulder taking on Colton Charles Cai Cobb.  Two weeks ago C4 assaulted both Boulder and Sleepwalker deeming them unworthy."

Brad Blood:  "Well Boulder and Sleepwalker weren't too happy about what happened but tonight, Boulder gets a chance at payback.  Let's see how it goes."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall.  Introducing first, standing at 6 feet 8 inches tall and weighing in at 485 pounds, hailing from San Antonio, Texas...  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:  "Introducing next, 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:  "The referee for this match is Jack B. Quick.  IT'S TIME TO LET CHAOS REIGN SUPREME!"

DING!

Jim Jackson:  "And there's the bell!  Colton Charles Cai Cobb charges towards Boulder, he dodges a big right hook and counters with hard elbow shots at Boulder's head!  C4 dodges another big punch from Boulder and counters with an uppercut."

Brad Blood:  "C4 is showing his superior stand-up fighting here, that added to the fact that Boulder moves slower, he is literally dancing around the big guy."

Jim Jackson:  "C4 continues to barrage Boulder with well-timed strikes, starts to mix it up with some low kicks to Boulder's knees.  Look at that smirk from The Charismatic Crippler...  He's really looking down on Boulder.  Boulder swings wildly but C4 easily jumps out of the way!  C4 goes low with a leg sweep...  Boulder goes down!"

Brad Blood:  "Cobb starts stomping away at Boulder while further adding insult to injury by slapping Boulder's face around while the big guy in on the ground.  The crowd is starting to boo loudly."

Jim Jackson:  "Colton Charles Cai Cobb stops his assault and now starts to mock the fans, getting more boos from them which he seems to relish in."

Brad Blood:  "He took his eyes off Boulder and the big guy starts to rise.  C4 turns around...  BAM!  Boulder connects with a big right sending him into the ropes!  C4 bounces back...  Right into a clothesline!  Ooh!  That almost took his head off!"

Jim Jackson:  "Boulder leaps up in the air...  Leg drop...  NO!  Colton Charles Cai Cobb somehow rolled away at the last moment!  Boulder goes after him but C4 rolls out of the ring!  Good strategy there by The Charismatic Crippler...  He can recover a bit but it's considered bad form."

Brad Blood:  "The fans start booing again and the referee starts counting."

Jack B. Quick:  "One!"

Jack B. Quick:  "Two!"

Jack B. Quick:  "Three!"

Jack B. Quick:  "Four!"

Jack B. Quick:  "Five!"

Jim Jackson:  "The Charismatic Crippler is taking his time walking around the ring while the referee continues to count."

Jack B. Quick:  "Six!"

Jack B. Quick:  "Seven!"

Jack B. Quick:  "Eight!"

Brad Blood:  "C4 finally circles to the other side and leaps back up the apron and enters the ring.  Boulder comes charging in...  Colton ducks a clothesline attempt gets out of harm's way."

Jim Jackson:  "After tasting Boulder's power, Colton Charles Cai Cobb seems to be more cautious now...  Boulder charges in once more, Colton dodges and counters with a series of good left right jabs keeping the big man at bay.  Boulder tries to grab him but C4 dodges it and gets behind Boulder.  He tries to get a waistlock on but his arms doesn't reach and can't close in..."

Brad Blood:  "Boulder backs into the corner smashing C4 into it!  Irish whip by Boulder sends Colton crashing into the opposite corner!  Boulder comes charging in...  Big body avalanche...  No!  C4 somehow dodges at the last moment!"

Jim Jackson:  "Colton Charles Cai Cobb shakes off the cobwebs and attacks with a dropkick keeping Boulder in the corner.  He comes charging in...  Running high knee connects!  That rocked Boulder!  C4 tries to lift Boulder up for a suplex attempt..."

Brad Blood:  "NO!  The big man is just too heavy!  Boulder shoves C4 off of him!  Boulder comes running in...  Right into a big boot!  Boulder staggers on his feet.  C4 goes low and takes Boulder's knee from under him with a big forearm shot!"

Jim Jackson:  " 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!  Submission is locked in!  Boulder is in trouble...  He tries to grab on to the ropes...  He makes it but Cobb isn't letting go!"

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

Brad Blood:  "C4 finally releases Boulder short from being disqualified but the damage has been done.   C4 stomps away at Boulder and hits a knee drop right on the big man's head.  He goes for the cover."

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two..."

Jim Jackson:  "Boulder gets a shoulder up at two!  Colton Charles Cai Cobb pulls Boulder up and Irish whips him into the ropes...  Dropkick by C4 sends Boulder staggering back into the ropes...  Boulder bounces back and counters with a lariat!  C4 goes down!"

Brad Blood:  "C4 slowly rises back to his feet...  Boulder grabs him!  Boulder tosses C4 against the apron causing them to come running back only to find Boulder's massive right foot smashed across their face causing them to fall onto the mat. Boulder steps on his C4 and drive all his weight down on C4's chest executing a Crusher!  Boulder goes for the cover!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two..."

Jim Jackson:  "The Charismatic Crippler gets a shoulder up at two!  Boulder grabs C4 and start laying it on with stiff chops lightng C4's chest up!   Irish whip by Boulder...  Reversed by C4 and Boulder slams into the referee!  The referee is down and out!  Colton realizes it and pulls out a brass knuckle!  HE CLOCKS BOULDER WITH IT!  BOULDER GOES DOWN!"

Brad Blood:  "The crowd is booing loudly as C4 exits the ring and goes for a steel chair...  With the referee out, there is no one to stop this assault."

Jim Jackson:  "C4 enters the ring and puts Boulder's leg in between the seat and the backrest of the steel chair...  Oh no...  Don't tell me he's gonna...  C4 starts climbing the turnbuckles...  He's gonna leap off and bring his foot down on the chair breaking Boulder's leg!  Oh no...  This is...."

Brad Blood:  "WAIT!  LOOK WHO JUST LEAPT OVER THE CROWD BARRIER!  IT'S SLEEPWALKER!  SLEEPWALKER SHOVES C4 OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!  Sleepwalker grabs his opponent from behind in the position for a reverse DDT then he spins around dropping him in a stunner!   LIGHTS OUT!  LIGHTS OUT CONNECTS!  Sleepwalker exits the ring just as the referee starts to stir."

Jim Jackson:  "Boulder is stirring too!  He manages to remove his leg from the steel chair and sees a downed C4...  Boulder grabs Colton Charles Cai Cobb and drags him to the corner...  Boulder grabs C4's head with his massive hands and slams C4's back against a corner turnbuckle. Boulder releases his grip and repeatedly stomps his foot against Cobb's stomach and crotch until they fall into a seated position. Boulder steps closer, pulls his briefs down. Boulder begins to continuously slam his ass against C4's face. After a few moments Boulder pauses, hover his ass a few inches from Cobb's face. Boulder thrusts back once more trapping C4's face in his massive ass. Boulder begins to grind furiously completely humiliating C4!  MUDSLIDE!  C4 just experienced the Mudslide!"

Brad Blood:  "Boulder drags C4 back to middle of the ring for the cover."

Jack B. Quick:  "One! Two! Three!"

DING!  DING!  DING!

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

Jim Jackson:  "And Boulder takes this one and his revenge!  Colton Charles Cai Cobb tried to cheat his way through but thanks to Sleepwalker, C4's didn't come to fruit.  Sleepwalker is grinning while he's walking back up the ramp."

Brad Blood:  "Well I doubt C4 will stand for this...  I think Sleepwalker may have stirred the hornet's nest with that attack..."






The camera cuts to the outside of the prison where Tyler "AK-14" Norton was sent to. There's a time stamp with a date at September 04, 2016, at around 22:04 pm. Two officers get out of their vehicle and one opens the back door, where Rey Del Jazz emerges from, handcuffed.

One of the officers looks over to Rey.

Officer 1: "Well here we are... soon this place will feel like home to you."

The men approach the front gate and press the buzzer. Nothing happens. They press the button again and just look around. Rey begins to laugh.

Rey Del Jazz: "Dumb asses...jajaja!"

The second officer punches Rey right in the stomach, causing him to collapse to his knees.

Officer 2: "Just shut up you piece of Mexican SHIT!"

The first officer pulls out his walkie and tries to contact the prison, but there is no answer. The officers decide to open the gate with force.

One pulls out his pistol and shoots the lock, and the other kicks open the door. Once the officers see the inside of the prison, they become frozen.

The camera cuts to the view of the officers, it is a bloody mess. The bodies of prisoners and officers are all over the place with blood spilled everywhere. It appears everyone has been shanked.


Officer 2: "Holy mother fucking shit."

The second officer finds a note on the floor, with handwriting that looks like it was written by a one who has never went to school. The note reads: "If you are reading this...I am currently busy...FUCKIN YA BITCH DIRTY MOTHA FUCKA!"

Officer 1: "What the literal FUCK!?"

The camera fades away.






The camera angle shows a white tiled floor.  It pans up to show a few nurses and gurneys in the hallway as well as the back of a man in a black suit carry a vase of various flowers.  His light blue hair looks familiar as he motions to the camera operator to keep up with him.

Yuki Monotomo:  "Come on, Cam.  It's just up ahead."

Yuki stops in front of a door and opens it.  He walks to the curtain around a bed as the camera shows the whiteboard with "TROY" written on it along with a few notes about broken ribs and a liquid diet.  As Yuki approaches the white curtain, a giant's shadow looms over the man.

Yuki Monotomo:  "Easy, Entropy.  I'm just here to see your dad.  He called me here.  The girl's with me."

He points behind himself at the camera and Entropy nods before taking his seat once again.  The ninja pulls back the curtain to show Marcus Troy in a body cast.

Yuki:  "Hey there, Troy.  You feeling well?  Well outside the whole broken in half thing.  Anyway I brought you a little gift.  It's a vase of flowers.  See?"

The Japanese man waves the flowers in front of Troy's face earning rolled eyes as he takes out a sharpie.  Before Troy can react, Yuki writes 雪 right in the center of the chest cast.

Yuki Monotomo:  "It's customary to sign casts, right?  Anyway, you know I'm here for a specific reason.  The cold, hard cash, though I will accept warm, soft cash as well. Not that I won't enjoy doing what I'm going to do.  Hell, I don't think 14's going to even know what's happening.  Ray doesn't even know I'm here, so we can count him out of the loop.  He's got his eyes set on making Fortune's life a living hell, so I don't think he'll care too much.  After we hand this guy his first loss inside the ring, I'll take care of the job.  Gotta make sure he's as much of a loser in the ring as he is out, right?  Besides, he just got out of prison, he's probably used to getting fucked without warning."

Yuki walks to Entropy and pulls a few crayons and a coloring book from the inside of his jacket.

Yuki Monotomo:  "Oh and big guy? You like coloring books?  I figured you'd be a bit bored, sitting in here all day with your papa.  Anyway, Troy, back to business.  I think Xavier is going to be very pleased as well.  And don't worry, I'll get that bastard Rafik for you next time I'm in the ring with him.  So you just hand me the cash, and we're gone, savvy?"

Monotomo holds his open palm out for some cash to be placed in it.


Marcus Troy signals for Entropy who moves closer to his father.

Marcus Troy:  "I need to speak with Mr. Monotomo alone, why don't you head out to RoC?  I believe that the person who is responsible for my predicament still walks the halls.  Make sure his title reign end tragically..."

Entropy grunts signalling his understanding of the command and heads off to hunt for Rafik Arfah...  After he leaves, Marcus Troy gestures to a small bag set atop a table inside the hospital room.

Marcus Troy:  "I surmise that you will find the money you require over there Mr. Monotomo."

The scene starts to fade to black leaving the people wondering what deal went down between the two.






Ray Kamaura is sitting alone in a darkened room, lit only by a single candle.  He seems distressed, pacing around the small table holding his candle and a book.

Ray Kamaura: "Twisting, spinning, turning, gyrating, rotating... The wheel spins and spins and spins.."

The giant of a man pulls a chair from the shadows and rests his head in his hands.  He shakes his head before picking up his book.  He flicks through the pages quickly before putting the book back down.

Ray Kamaura: "The Wheel continues spinning until someone decides to take hold, and stop the turning. Chaos would ensue... Driving men mad with power and lust. A helpless feeling falling over the swine that dare call themselves our masters. Gods and kings burning in the streets, begging for the fire to be halted. Crying for extinguishing rain to come, to dowse the hell fire."  

Kamaura takes a deep breath to collect himself and leans back in his chair.  He stands up and kicks the chair back into the shadows as he pinches his forehead, thinking.

Ray Kamaura: "They will all beg for me... For I am the Storm."

With that, Ray blows out the candle, bringing the scene to darkness.



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Re: Chaos Supreme 09/18/2016

Post by Thaddeus Rex on Mon Sep 19, 2016 1:29 am



The scene opens with Johnny Fortune banging furiously upon Lee Morrison's door, it's been going on for awhile, considering the Fortunate One has decided to sit in his steel chair while knocking and yelling.

Johnny Fortune: "Lee! Open the God damn door!"

Johnny Fortune receives no answer.

Johnny Fortune: "C'mon! After all we've been through?! You're just gonna ignore me?! Don't make me break this fucking door down Lee!"

The Chaotic God awaits an answer from Lee Morrison.


Lee Morrison shouts from inside his office.

Lee Morrison: "Come in then Mr. Fortune, the door is open... Unless of course you want to shout your demands from the other side."

Morrison waits for Johnny Fortune to enter.


Johnny Fortune enters through the door Lee kindly opened. He starts pacing the room and is clearly struggling to keep calm.

Johnny Fortune: "So, I'll cut to the chase. I want Ray, I thought he learned his lesson but clearly I need to be less subtle with my teaching methods. I'll need a match, no disqualifications, no countouts. I refuse to play his little game of who can fuck over who, I just want him dead at my feet pleading for a merciful God to arrive as his savior. And you're going to set it up for the next show."

Johnny Fortune stands in the room awaiting a response.


Lee Morrison thinks it over, he leans forward and replies.

Lee Morrison: "Okay... I'll give you Ray, I know he also wants to get his hands on you... BUT! You shall not in any way interfere in his match tonight. If you do, the deal is off. I am growing tired of all these interference. Do we have an agreement Mr. Fortune?"

Morrison offers his hand to seal the deal.


Johnny Fortune shows a devilish grin and takes the hand of Lee Morrison and grips it tightly.

Johnny Fortune: "You have my word, I will not interfere Ray Kamaura's match. There's no need to stoop to his level, I can actually put losses on his record by myself. Rather than having to get me disqualified, which reminds me-"

The Chaotic God pulls Lee close enough so the hot air from his nose could be felt by the General Manager.

Johnny Fortune: "If Ray EVER interferes in my own affairs again, before I come for his foolish soul, I will be sure to find you first. And I will not be as pleasant as I am now."

The Fortunate One let's go of his grip and leaves the office of Lee Morrison.






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VS



Jim Jackson:  "Coming up next we have a handicap match involving The Bloodbound and Tyler Norton.  It's part of management's punishment for Tyler Norton's assault on my partner."

Brad Blood:  "He deserves worst Jim!  That fucker tried to kill me!  HE TRIED TO KILL ME!  I don't know why he's even here, he should be in jail getting his ass raped by big burly men named Hans and Gruber!"

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a handicap match scheduled for one fall!  Introducing first, with a combined weight of 521 pounds, the team of Ray Kamaura and Yuki Monotomo...  THE BLOODBOUND!"

"Bloodbound" by Hammerfell booms over the loudspeakers as flames shoot up into the center of the ramp.  Red and blue lights flare as Ray Kamaura and Yuki Monotomo step through the flames and bump fists.  Camerella waits for the flames to lower, then follows closely behind the men with her camera showing reactions in the crowd as they advance toward the ring.

Machine gun shots echo all over the arena. The crowd cheers loudly once the big screen displays the following Tyler "AK-14" Norton, which is written above a slow-motion video of a bunch of bikers fighting each other with knives, chains and such.

Jim Jackson: "Are you okay with this Brad!?"

Brad Blood: "No!  And fuck AK-14! We don't need that degenerate of a human being back!"

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 and the RoC Chaos Championship. The video is concluded by the man's logo.





Jim Jackson: "IT'S HIM! IT'S AK-14!!!"

Brad Blood: "NOOOOOOO!"

Alice Aoi: "Introducing next, standing in at 6 feet 1 inch tall and weighing in at 254 pounds, hailing from Mississippi, USA... The Former RoC Chaos Champion, TYLER AK-14 NORTON!"

Jim Jackson: "HE'S BACK! AK-14! AK-14 IS BACK FROM THE PRISON! HE IS A FREE MAN NOW AND -- MY GOD -- I'M SURE HE'LL BE PULLING THE BIG GUNS FOR REVENGE!!!"

Brad Blood: "Nooooooooo! What is this? That man stabbed me! Pathetic! BOOOOOOO!"

The crowd goes insane as soon as the former prison inmate pops through the curtain aisle. "Debonaire" by Dope hits the arena's PA; however, we can barely listen to the song due to the loud crowd chants.

Jim Jackson: "THE CROWD IS GOING NUTS! I CAN FEEL THE CHILLS FLOWING DOWN MY SPINE!"

Brad Blood:  "He shouldn't be here!"

Oddly, the crazy biker that we are used to is not what we see at this moment -- instead, we see AK-14 wearing a Lacoste t-shirt buttoned to the top, skinny slacks and dress shoes. The man can be seen carrying a bible and a cross in hands as he makes his way down the ramp.

Jim Jackson: "What the-?"

The members in the front row laugh at AK-14's clothing; however, the latter simply no-sells them and reaches the ring side. Next, he climbs up the apron and gets into the ring. He walks to one side and another as he eyeballs the crowd and then climbs up the turnbuckle. The crowd still cheers as the man slowly lifts up the cross and kisses it, before closing his eyes and saying quick prayers.

Brad Blood: "Is that a parody!? That's not the AK-14 that we are used to!  I call bullshit!"

Jim Jackson: "Check out his left ankle, though. We've been told that AK-14 was bailed out by the RoC staff and thanks to our extraordinaire lawyers, that man's been set free while being monitored by the police. That ankle collar basically tells his location and if he leaves the perimeter stipulated by the police, AK-14 will get arrested again."

The camera focuses the ankle collar tightly wrapped around AK-14's neck as soon as Jackson finished his speech. Next, we see the man grabbing a microphone. He caresses the cross then he places it into his slacks' pocket -- the bible is still in hand. The crowd eventually goes quiet; therefore, AK-14 lifts up the microphone next to his lips.

Tyler Norton: "Salutations, ladies and gentlemen... I am free! I am back to what I love the most which is the wrestling ring... The Ring of Chaos' wrestling ring! YAAAAAY!"

Tyler lifts up the microphone as if he's waiting for that cheap crowd pop. Such that does not happen, perhaps due to the fact that people aren't recognizing that man's attitude. He walks to one side and another as he speaks calmly.

Tyler Norton: "People, please... Forgive me, okay? I am a changed man. I have followed the path to heaven. I have found God. Mighty Lord taught me the good way to live my life. I have been chosen by Him to represent his name in this chaotic place. And I shall do so with his beloved book by my side. No more profanities and no more disrespect -- this is the new me!"

Tyler does a quick cross sign with his hands then looks at his opponents. The crowd is mostly silent, still clueless.

Tyler Norton: "You boys are up for a fight, aren't ya? Oh well, fellas... I am ready to give it to ya! Yaaaay! Listen, this is not AK-14... No! This is a man being enlightened by God himself. Prison does that to men. I contemplated my actions and realized that I must save RoC. And if I have to defeat these foul man in front of me, then Lord grants me his light to cleanse the dirt out of the ring. Do not underestimate me, brothers... Please! After all, I, yours truly, am a handicap match specialist... AK-14 versus five men? Been there won that. AK-14 versus fifteen men? Been there won that."

Tyler gets closer to the men standing before him.

Tyler Norton: "AK-14 versus the whole roster?"

Crowd: "BEEN THERE WON THAT!"

Tyler smiles once the crowd replies to him.

Tyler Norton: "Boys... It is time. It is time for AK-14 to drop the Lord's light upon your troubled souls. Firstly, let me ask you gentlemen the following... Do you know why they call me AK-14?"

The crowd gets excited now. The cheers grow as AK looks to one side and another.

Tyler Norton: "THEY CALL ME AK-14 BECAUSE WHEN A SINNER CROSSES MY WAY..."

Crowd: "… THE SAME SINNER RECEIVES THE ASS KICKING OF HIS LIFETIME WHEN AK-14 STICKS HIS 14 SIZED BOOTS UP HIS ASS!”

The crowd cheers; however, the chants die quickly once Tyler shakes his head as he walks to one side and another. His loud voice interrupts them.

Tyler Norton: "NO! Listen listen... They call me AK-14 because when a sinner crosses my way, the same sinner receives the Light of his salvation when AK-14 teaches them about God's knowledge!"

Silence.

Jim Jackson: "What the fuck is that guy talking about?"

Tyler Norton: "So boys, give me your best. Fear not, though. Accept the Light in your lives. Because the fact of the matter is... Your best just won't be enough to take me down!"

His last words sounded way more like the way that the prior jail AK-14 would say. His voice sounded different and his attitude overall changed. He drops the microphone and takes off his Lacoste shirt in order to get ready for the 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!  Yuki Monotomo will be starting off for their team.  Tyler Norton seems like he's not even bothered by the fact he's fighting in a handicap match.  Yuki attacks with some strikes which Norton easily blocks!  Tyler starts to attack with big right hands backing Monotomo into the ropes...  Irish whip sends Monotomo towards the ropes on the opposite side.  Yuki bounces back, clothesline by AK-14...  No!  Yuki ducks!  Monotomo bounces back...  He shoots and goes for a double-leg takedown!"

Brad Blood:  "Ooh!  AK-14 falls on his back and Yuki goes to work and starts off with a sharpshooter...  AK-14 kicks Yuki off of him before he can lock in the submission.  Norton gets back up...  Yuki connects with a stiff right.  Body slam by Yuki and once again he goes for the legs!  That's it Yuki break that fucker's leg!"

Jim Jackson:  "I know you have a grudge against Tyler Norton but let's be professional about this Brad.  Yuki Monotomo locks in a figure four leglock!  Tyler is in trouble and tries to reach for the ropes...  He's too far away!  Wait, Norton is trying a different tactic...  He's trying to flip over...  Will he make it?  YES!  Now the pressure is on Yuki's legs as Tyler now has a reverse figure four on Monotomo!  Yuki reaches for the ropes and makes it!"

Brad Blood:  "Tyler releases Yuki.  Yuki gets back to his feet only to eat a big right hook from Tyler!  Snap suplex by Norton sends Monotomo to the mat!  Norton with an elbow drop...  Yuki rolls out of the way and counters with a spinning side kick!  Yuki with a leaping armbar from out of nowhere!  Yeah!  Break his arm Yuki!  Break it into a million pieces!"

Jim Jackson:  "Tyler Norton screams in pain and reaches for the ropes!  He makes it and the ref makes Yuki Monotomo let go!  Yuki goes and tags in Ray Kamaura!  Monotomo has Tyler in a full nelson...  Kamaura punches him in the gut hard!  Tyler falls to his knees and eats Kamaura's boot!  Ray for the cover."

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Tw..."

Brad Blood:  "Tyler gets a shoulder up!  Ray pulls Tyler up and dropkicks him into the ropes...  Tyler bounces back right into a stiff lariat!  Yeah!  Knock his head off Ray!  Ray hits the ropes and hits a springboard body splash!  He just flattened Tyler there!  Ray once again goes for the cover."

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Tw..."

Jim Jackson:  "No!  Tyler Norton still gets a shoulder up easily.  Norton struggles to get back up...  Ray Kamaura grabs Tyler Norton by the forearm, twisting them around, after three twists delivers and jumping spin kick to Norton's mid section executing a Better Luck Next Time!   Norton is down!  Ray contemplates on the cover but decides to go for more damage as he climbs up to the top turnbuckle...  Ray leaps....  SENTON SPLASH...."

Brad Blood:  "MISSES!!!  God damn it!  Tyler rolled away at the last moment!  FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!"

Jim Jackson:  "Tyler Norton goes on the offensive kicking Ray Kamaura in the ribs hard.  He pulls Ray up...  DDT!  Kamaura tries to get back up to his feet but Norton connects with a running knee while Ray was on all fours.  Ray is down...  Norton with a knee drop...  Right into Kamaura's forehead!  Tyler for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Tw..."

Brad Blood:  "Ray gets a shoulder up!   Tyler starts kicking away at Ray's ribs...  Ray grabs hold of Norton's leg and counters with a dragon leg screw!  Ray gets a tag...  Double Irish whip sends Tyler to the ropes...  Double back body drop sends Tyler flipping up into the air and crashing on the canvas hard!   Yuki for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two..."

Jim Jackson:  "Tyler Norton still kicks out at two!  Yuki Monotomo grabs AK-14 and attempts to put him in a bow and arrow...  No!  AK-14 starts fighting back and manages to escape the submission attempt!  Big kick by Norton takes Yuki by surprise!  Norton from behind...  German suplex!  Monotomo tries to shake it off...  But Tyler knocks him down with a big right!  He picks Yuki up on his shoulders... Fallaway slam!  Tyler for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two..."

Brad Blood:  "Yuki gets a shoulder up at two!  Tyler starts to attack but Yuki manages to roll away into the corner!  Norton charges in for a spear...  HAHAHA!  The moron misses and spears the ring posts!  Serves you right you piece of shit!   Tyler staggers out from the corner...  Yuki with an armbreaker!  Yeah work that shoulder Yuki!"

Jim Jackson:  "Yuki Monotomo has Tyler Norton in a hammerlock tags in his partner!  Ray Kamaura kicks AK-14 in the gut!  He grabs Norton and Irish whips him...  No!  AK-14 reverses!  Ray is sent to the ropes instead!  Wait!  Ray stops himself from bouncing back by grabbing on to the top rope!  Norton charges in but Ray uses AK-14's own momentum and tosses him over the top rope to the outside!  Ray gauges the distance and runs...  RAY OVER THE TOP ROPE!  CORKSCREW CROSSBODY TAKES AK-14 DOWN!  THE CROWD GOES WILD!"

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

Brad Blood:  "Ray tosses AK-14 back into the ring...  Slingshot leg drop connects!  He hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two!  Th..."

Jim Jackson:  "AK-14 kicks out!  Ray Kamaura picks Tyler Norton up and hits a gutwrench suplex!  He once again goes for the cover."

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two!  Th..."

Brad Blood:  "Dammit!  That fucker still kicked out!   Ray starts slamming Tyler's head into the canvas hard.  Yeah, give that bastard a concussion!  That's right slam his head 'til kingdom come."

Jim Jackson:  "Ray Kamaura walks over and tags in his partner.  Yuki Monotomo walks over to AK-14 and pulls him up...  He's going for a suplex attempt...  No!  Tyler Norton blocks it...  AND COUNTERS WITH A SUPLEX OF HIS OWN SENDING MONOTOMO BACK FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!"

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

Brad Blood:  "Sonnuvabitch!  Noooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Jim Jackson:  "Tyler Norton slowly tries to get back to his feet...  He grabs Yuki Monotomo and sets him up in the corner...  Norton charges in...  Stinger Splash!  He just flattened Monotomo in the corner!  Tyler Norton forces Yuki Monotomo to sit on the top of the turnbuckle; next, he climbs up to the third rope. Tyler throws a couple of punches in Yuki's face and raises up both hands to display the rock sign. Finally, he performs a headlock to Yuki, drapes one of Yuki's arms behind his neck and...   WAIT!  Yuki starts fighting back!  Monotomo hits a couple of good punches in desperation and knocks Tyler off the turnbuckles!  Yuki leaps with a flying double axe handle...  RIGHT INTO AN UPPERCUT BY TYLER!  Yuki bounces into the ropes and back into Tyler...  SPINEBUSTER!  Tyler for the cover!"

Brad Blood:  "Camerella has the referee distracted by shoving the ref's head into her boobs!  Tyler realizes it and gets up...  He heads towards the ref and Camerella...  RAY SNEAKS IN AND BLASTS AK-14 WITH A SUPERKICK!  HAHAHAHA!  BRILLIANT!   Ray Kamaura kicks Tyler Norton in the gut causing Tyler to double over, Ray bounces off the ropes and runs past Tyler, rebounds off the ropes and jumps, placing his foot on Tyler Norton's head, forcing it into the mat executing a Carry On!  He quickly drags Yuki over AK-14 and rolls out of the ring!"

Jim Jackson:  "Camerella Videoh finally releases the ref and leaps off the apron!  The ref sees the cover!"

Brad Blood:  "YES!  YES!  YES!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One! Two! Three!"

DING!  DING!  DING!

Alice Aoi:  "The winner of this match by pinfall...  The team of Ray Kamaura and Yuki Monotomo...  THE BLOODBOUND!"

Jim Jackson:  "And just like that The Bloodbound steals the victory!  This may just be the first of many "punishments" that Tyler Norton may have to endure here."

Brad Blood:  "Well I hope he has many more to come, after what he did to me, what happened to him in the ring tonight is nowhere enough..."






The scene opens up at the backstage area. Lot of people are there -wrestlers and employees of RoC, talking or just hanging out. Suddenly, Gus storms in the room, he sits down and starts whistling a familiar tune. Everybody around him stop talking and they are staring at him.

Jim Jackson: "What is Gus doing? He has a title match today."

Brad Blood: "Maybe his loss last show made him lose his mind completely."

As Gus' behaviour is getting weirder and weirder, Julie Rodriguez decides to sep up and approach Roscar. She taps him on his shoulder and says:

Julie Rodriguez: "Hello Gus! Are you ok? Do want to make any comments on the match last show, where Rafik Arfah was crowned Roc World Champion?"

Gus slowly turns his head to Julie. For a moment, he just glares at Julie. She gets freaked out and tries to get away, but then Gus says:

Gus: "Who are you? Are you the sexy mamacita I saw on my dreams or... are you my prey?"

Gus starts laughing and gets up immediately.

Gus: "Dont' worry! I ain't gonna hurt you. I was just kidding. Now, your question. I have things to say. Unfortunately, I didn't manage to win this match and become the RoC World Champion. It's true, that I wanted this title really bad. And I still do. No loss can break me and make me quit. When I set my mind on a target, I never stop 'till I achieve it. I never I quit, I always fight and this was just an obstacle, hindering the achieving of my goals. But, these things are normal and I'll keep going. Also, I'm happy, that Rafik Arfah is the champion, because he put an end to Marcus Troy's dominance in RoC."

In Gus' grave face, signs of sadness are apparent.

Julie Rodriguez: "So, as Lee Morisson announced earlier, tonight you will face Rey Del Jazz for the RoC Chaos Championship. Any thoughts about your opponent and that match?"

Gus: "Yeah, I've got to really thank Lee Morisson, who gave me this opportunity. The opportunity to show Rey Del Jazz, that in RoC I'm the one who has the upper-hand. The fans like me and I care about them. I'm the champion that they need. I'm the champion that this title needs to improve this title's reputation. I mean look at the champions, that held the Chaos Championship title. A Mexican jazzman and a redneck. Two jokes! Tonight, I'm gonna prove to everybody, who deserves the Chaos Championship. I AM THE CHAOS! I AM THE FIRE!"

Gus takes a moment to calm down. His face is red from the excitement. he takes a deep breath and then, he starts talking again.

Gus: "I think that this title is perfect for me. I mean, as I said before I love chaos. Chaos and anarchy are the only things that can make justice prevail. A raw and beautiful, at the same time, kind of justice. So today, I'm ready to get some gold around my waist again and my first title in the singles division. That Mexican moron is going to get his ass kicked. Tonight, I'm going to my psycho-mode, which is a really ugly part of me. A part of myself, that I was hiding all this time. It's time to see it. It's time, people."

Julie Rodriguez seems a little freaked out by Gus' words.

Julie Rodriguez: "You talk about a part of yourself you kept hidden all this time? What is it? It's a more violent side of you?"

Gus: "Wait and you'll see. It's not just violence, it's the outbreak of a psychopath."

Gus has a smirk in his face. He said his last phrase really slow. His eyes are glowing.

Julie Rodriguez: "Thanks you for the interview. Any last comments?"

Gus grabs Julie's microphone and looks straight in the camera.

Gus: "Yeah, it's a little warning to Rey. Tonight is your last day as a champion. And the beating you're going to get from me is the punishment for disrespecting RoC, by destroying the Chaos title."

Gus gives the microphone to Julie and sits down again on the floor of the backstage area. Julie Rodriguez walks away and the camera cuts off to a commercial break.






Desolate, that's the last word you would want to describe the backstage area in a major show like Chaos Supreme.  Instead of the production crew busy setting things up, making sure everything is prepped for the next match, even tumbleweeds would avoid rolling by...  Why?  Because stalking the backstage area is the monster nicknamed The Embodiment of Chaos...  Entropy.

Unconscious bodies of security personnel are littered around the monster as he looks around looking for his next victim.  He doesn't have to wait long as he spots The Polish Freight Train walking into view, oblivious to the carnage that just happened.  With speed not usually associated with a man his size, Entropy charges towards Po1ski and grabs him by the throat slamming him into the wall.  His snarl echoes behind the mask he wears as he leans close to Po1ski and talks...


Entropy:  "RAFIK!  WHERE...  IS...  HE?!"

With just that statement, it dawns upon everyone why Entropy is on a rampage.  Why Entropy left behind him a broken trail of bodies...  He is hunting...  Looking for the man he deem responsible for the injury of his manager...  His father...  Marcus Troy.  Finding it hard to speak, Po1ski wasn't able to give a satisfactory answer in time.  In a fit of rage Entropy starts slamming Po1ski's head into the wall until he was unconscious.  Finding no need for Po1ski anymore, Entropy moves on to look for Rafik Arfah as he leaves The Polish Freight Train derailed and broken.






There was a somber mood inside the locker room of The Immortals.  Thaddeus Rex and Nicolas Dorn sat across each other, neither men needed to speak but they already know what must be done.  There is only one goal tonight and that's to win back the RoC Tag Team Titles.  Thaddeus Rex was the first to break the silence...

Thaddeus Rex:  "Okay, this one was on me, I was the one who accepted the challenge without consulting you, even though we were partners and for that I apologize.  Being tag team champions got to my head, that coupled with wanting to put Melchiott in his place...  But we will correct that mistake tonight.  We will win the RoC Tag Team Titles back..."

T-Rex stands up and walks over to his partner...  He slowly kneels down in front of Dorn...

Thaddeus Rex:  "Listen, I know you are tired, I know you are hurting...  But..."

Thaddeus Rex pauses as he tries to find the words that are stuck in his throat.

Thaddeus Rex:  "But I know you still got some fight left in you Nicolas.  I know you can still do battle inside the ring...  Let's go out there tonight and win those tag team titles back from Melchiott and Hunter...  What do you say Nicolas?"

T-Rex looks into his partner's eyes and waits for a reply.


Dorn rubs his head, still feeling the effects of the last encounter with Team Symphony.  Dorn frowns at Rex, but not out of disappointment or anger for what has happened.

Nicolas Dorn: "Don't worry, I would have done the same thing.  Melchiott is an ass, but he knows what he's doing.  He played us.  We partners, the fault lies with both of us.  I won't lie, I'm hurt.  I'm still hurting.  My body isn't what it used to be, and as much I hate to admit it, these recent matches have really been wearing me down."

Letting out a sigh, Dorn gives a weary look to Rex.

Nicolas Dorn: "I'd love to sit here and act funny, making jokes and being old, but I can't.  This might be the end of me.  These last matches have shown me that maybe... maybe I should retire."

Dorn lets the silence sink in for a moment before suddenly breaking out in laughter.  After composing himself, Dorn continues to speak.

Nicolas Dorn: "You didn't really think I was being serious, did you?  I've been beaten down more times than I can ever hope to remember!  Melchiott got one over on us, so what?  We've had ups and downs throughout our careers, and this is no different.  We've just gone down, but we're gonna go back up, trust me.  Tonight, we show those youngins what for!"

Dorn's jovial attitude slips into a more somber mood.

Nicolas Dorn: "Everyone around here thinks poorly of me... they all think me a joke of a wrestler.  Tonight I need to prove them all wrong."

Jumping out of his chair, Dorn points at the camera.

Nicolas Dorn: "This whole persona is made to be a joke!  I could present myself in any fashion I choose, but I like being underestimated!  Tonight I'll beat Melchiott yet again, and in triumph, I'll ask only one question; "who's the idiot now?"."

Smiling, Dorn pats Rex on the shoulder.

Nicolas Dorn: "No need to take this so hard.  Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm hungry.  I'm going to go find me a sandwich and take a nap before our match."

And with that, Nicolas walks off.  One has to wonder if he's actually pretending, despite what he says.  I mean, really, his old man persona seems pretty real... and if I had a dime for every time he's been dropped on his head, I'd probably be a millionaire.



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The scene starts with a room that fills with blue light, the camera didn’t show the person as the person sits in the corner of the room, rocking back and forth before saying anything. He stands up and punch on the wall a few times before continuing to speak.

??: "Pain, is what everyone has and spend most of their life suffering from. Emotional, Physical pain consumes in every living soul in this world but they didn’t want to acknowledge it because it will show that they’re weak, BUT I LIKE PAIN!"


He paces around with his fist clenching before continuing to speak.

??: "I acknowledge pain in my life that I could say that it has been my only companion that sticks with me but I always wonder why people hide the fact that pain can be their friend. Pain will be there when you need them and you people pusit away like it was some disease."

He then stands before the camera.

??: "How cruel can you people become? When I arrive in ROC, I will make sure everyone in the roster shall feel PAIN! I will make sure that every one of them will acknowledge that pain is actually their friend, not their enemy whether they like it or not, they will view it from my perspective."

He then sits on the wall, revealing his face that is covered in half mask as it is none other than the new ROC superstar Aatrox.

Aatrox: "Doomsday is upon ROC when I arrive....... I’ll make sure that nobody will be safe. You all shall learn and embrace pain into your lives. You have been warned.........."

He then rocks back and forth as the cameramen backs away from him as the scene fades to black.








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Jim Jackson: "Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for our HUUUUUUUUGE ROC Chaos title match. On our last show, Rafik Arfah managed to win the world title at our previous show's multi-men main event. Gus was involved there as well, but did not succeed in winning the match, but he will now have a chance at redemption as he attempts to take Del Jazz's championship.."

Brad Blood: "I have been gone for a few weeks and the fed has already managed to wreck itself."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a Chaos match for the ROC Chaos championship with the stipulation that Rey Del Jazz can only use one weapon and if he drops it, he loses the chance to use it! Introducing first.. the challenger, standing at 6 feet 4 inches tall and weighing in at 245 pounds, hailing from Des Moines, Iowa.. The Psycopath.. Gus!"

"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.

Alice Aoi: "Introducing next, standing at 6 feet tall and weighing in at 219 pounds, hailing from Ciudad de Mexico.. the ROC Chaos champion, Rey "The Jazzman" Del Jazz!"

Tank by The Seatbelts blasts through the stadium speakers. As the beginning baseline of the song nears it's end, Rey Del Jazz bursts out from the backstage area with his saxophone in his hands, the mouthpiece to his lips. A blue spotlight shines down on him as he plays the beginning saxophone part of the song. Rey sways his body vigorously while walking down the ramp and playing his golden instrument. Rey then slides into the ring and continues to swag around the ring while jazzing out. The lights then dim as the music stops and Rey slides to his knees in the middle of the ring, to perform a sexy sax solo. The fans around the stadium boo in reaction to the annoying jazz playing.

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

DING! DING! DING!

Jim Jackson: "Del Jazz immediately gets up from his kneeling position and bolts towards Gus, smashing his Saxophone into Gus' face!"

Brad Blood: "We all know Del Jazz has no honor and it works for his advantage. I see he chose his Sax as his weapon for this match.. he better not drop it."

Jim Jackson: "Gus managed to raise his hands up at the last minute to absorb some of the damage and is now stumbling towards the corner and is dazed."

Brad Blood: "Del Jazz goes right back into work and pummels Gus' mid-section with his saxophone. Shot after shot. Zero remorse here."

Jim Jackson: "Gus collapses into the mat and rolls out of the ring to save himself and recover."

Brad Blood: "He isn't putting up much of a fight here.. I never knew he was such a coward."

Jim Jackson: "I only see one coward here and he is a pathetic mask wearing maniac."

Brad Blood: "Cartwright is here?"

Jim Jackson: "Del Jazz follows suit after Gus and exits the ring, he stares down Gus who is struggling to get up."

Brad Blood: "Look at him, he is stalking Gus.. waiting for him to get up so he can hit the fatal blow. So far it looks like Del Jazz will remain champ, Jim."

Jim Jackson: "Gus is up.. Del Jazz swings his Sax to Gus' direction!"

Brad Blood: "No! Gus dodges it! Oooooh! He just countered back and hit Del Jazz with a swift kick to la familia jewels! Del Jazz falls to the ground in pain! "

Jim Jackson: "Del Jazz has just dropped his only weapon! Per stipulation, he can no longer use a foreign object in the match! Gus just retrieved a Singapore Cane from underneath the ring! Del Jazz is done for! Gus runs after Del Jazz who is hurrying up to make an escape!"

Brad Blood: "An enraged Gus catches up to him and smacks him on the back of the neck with the cane! Brutal!"

Jim Jackson: "Del Jazz manages to somehow slide back into the ring and Gus who is on his trail does the same."

Brad Blood: "Del Jazz runs towards Gus hoping to bring him down, looking to hit a rebound move here."

Jim Jackson: "Del Jazz aims for a huge lariat here!"

Brad Blood: "Gus ducks under it and now a surprised Jazzman turns around to an- sweet Jesus! Oh the humanity!"

Jim Jackson: "Gus just nailed Del Jazz right between the legs with the cane! Looks like reproducing is no longer an option for the luchador.."

Brad Blood: "Reproducing was never an option for him regardless."

Jim Jackson: "Del Jazz has tears rolling down his cheeks! He is in serious pain and Gus doesn't stop! He keeps pressuring his groin with the cane! Spiking him in his lower region once more!"

Brad Blood: "Del Jazz can't move! He just fell to his knees! Gus has him right where he wants him.. Del Jazz pleads Gus for some remorse.."

Jim Jackson: "Gus drops his cane and takes out a piece of flash paper from his tights.. what is he doing here? What the hell?! He just lit up that flash paper! Good lord! He threw it in Del Jazz's face! His mask is on fire! He quickly gets his mask off before his face burns and throws it out the ring as it burns! Gus capitalizes on the distraction! He is insane! We are seeing old school Gus here!"

Brad Blood: "Gus picks up the scared champ over his head with arms fully extended, he lowers the arm under the head of Del Jazz and he falls to that side, while flipping over and landing on his back! Out of Control! An appropriate name all things considered! Gus now has Del Jazz pinned! Is it enough?! Can someone kick out of such a major blow?! Is ROC gonna have another lunatic as champ?!"

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

DING! DING! DING!

Alice Aoi:  "The winner of this match by pinfall and NEEEEEEEEEEEW ROC Chaos champion... GUUUUUUS!"

Jim Jackson: "He did it! Gus is our new Chaos champ! I believe the match lived up to it's name as it was quite chaotic!"

Brad Blood: "Don't be fooled because of the lack of barbed wire and glass panels.. this was freaking hardcore! What a match! Even though I think Gus is a menace to every functioning society and a damn nutter, I will give him credit for pulling out an unbelievable win."







Julie Rodriguez stands in the hall, waiting outside the Team Symphony door hoping to get an interview with the new RoC World Tag Team Champions of the World. She looks a bit impatient, but that quickly fades to a more cool and level complexion as Alexander Melchiott and Andrew Hunter round the corner. Seeing Julie, the two realize that she wants an interview with them.

Julie Rodriguez: "Alexander, Andrew, may I have a quick-"

Before Julie can finish, Melchiott swipes the microphone from her hands.

Alexander Melchiott: "I'm sorry Julie, but the other people qualified to interview Team Symphony is Team Symphony themselves. Now scoot, I'll be conducting this interview."

Melchiott shoos Julie out of frame before turning to face Hunter.

Alexander Melchiott: "Congratulations on becoming the new World Tag Team Champions! How does it feel to be the first and only team to manage to become two time champions?"

Stepping back beside Andrew Hunter, Melchiott decides to respond to the question first.

Alexander Melchiott: "Well, I think it is obvious how we feel; ecstatic! This may just be another accomplish on the long list of success we both have had, but it proves everything that I have said to be true. Hunter and I are the best tag team in the business today."

Melchiott hands the microphone to Andrew Hunter.

Andrew Hunter: "Indeed we are!  We've once again captured the tag team championships and on our first night back too!  No other team can claim to have the success that we've had, so it's a no brainer that we should be champions yet again.  I, for one, am glad to have such great and handsome tag team champions."

Taking back the microphone, Melchiott steps back into his interview position.

Alexander Melchiott: "Now that you've dispatched those two disgraces to the tag team division, The Fossils, what comes next for Team Symphony?"

Melchiott again steps back beside Hunter to answer the question.

[color:ea5a=#darkolivegreen]Alexander Melchiott: "A lot of gambling... but seriously, we expect to face those two hasbeens and neverweres again soon. I'm sure that Rex and Dorn will come out of their graves to complain that we are "disgraces" and that we "cheated" to win these belts, but let's be real, the two old men got outplayed by the more intelligent duo. We could have won that match anyway we pleased, but why waste time? They should have known what was coming, so they can really only blame themselves."

Melchiott steps back into the interview position.

Alexander Melchiott: "This question is for you, Andrew. The last time we saw you here, you and Melchiott were mortal enemies. What changed?"

Andrew Hunter: "Well, I spent some time thinking about how things were going.  My career and Melchiott's career seem to be destined to intertwine.  We've had our friendships and our bitter battles... I even purchased the ULOL World Championship from him on Ebay!  With all the time we've spent together, I think we've both realized just how much we missed being friends.  Melchiott won't say it, but I think I've really grown on him over the years.  Besides, let's be honest, when we do battle it makes for quite the storyline!  Am I implying that our last "falling out" wasn't geniune... yes, yes I am.  We might be "bad guys" right now, but we did it for the fans."

Alexander Melchiott: "So, do you two have any final comments?"

Jumping back beside Hunter, Melchiott provides an answer.

Alexander Melchiott: "The happier the fans, the more money we generally make.  Even when the fans aren't happy, we always manage to make things interesting, which again, nets us more cash.  It's a simple thing!  And Hunter, quit breaking character!"

Andrew Hunter: "Sorry!"

Turning to Julie, Melchiott hands her the microphone.

Alexander Melchiott: "Now that's how you conduct an interview."

After giving Julie a smirk, Melchiott and Hunter enter their locker room, leaving Julie alone in the hallway.






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The camera opens to show Rupert B. Humperdink sitting alone (as always) in the backyard of his Granny's house. He is playing with a sock, a Rooster drawn on a piece of paper and a headless barbie given to him by that nice clown who lives in the rusty van.

Rupert B. Humperdink: "The Rooster goes Coca-Cola! The sock goes .... WIIILLLLMMMAAAA! and the Barbie goes wee wee wee all the way to the police!"

??: Mister Humperdink?

Suddenly a sharp dressed man, but with the hint of pure evil coming from him, like if the Devil and Agent Smith had a kid that was Christian Bale from American Psycho. He floats towards rupert because who even bothers walking these days?

??: "My name is Dewey X. Machina. I represent a mutual acquaintance who wishes to remain anonymous at this time."

He opens his briefcase and takes something out. When he opens his hand, an orb of light hovers in the hand.

Dewey X. Machina: "This item will come in use for you in the near future if you ever develop the cognitive functions necessary for the operation of this device."

Rupert B. Humperdink: "STRANGER DANGER! STRANGER DANGER!"

Dewey X. Machina: "Screw this retard, I'm outta here."

The orb flies through the air and enters Rupert's lunchbox as D. X. Machina seemingly fades away with a demented laugh. His body may be gone but the laugh can still be heard. And old woman walks up to Rupert.

Granny: "Quiet you!"

And slaps him before heading back inside. The lunchbox emits a soft light as the camera fades out.






Dorn can be seen wandering the backstage area, probably too lazy to go nap in his locker room and searching for a suitable replacement that isn't as far away.  He yawns and stops for a breather, but at that moment, the camera is knocked to the floor, landing with a thud.  Reduced to just being able to see Dorn's waist, he turns to face the camera.

SMASH!

Pieces of what was once beautiful porcelain fly everywhere as Dorn collapses to the floor.  Blood covers his head from the blow, as the other figure stands above him.  The figure begins to speak, revealing herself with a familiar drunken voice...

???: "Idiot.  Hmph!  Quel gaspillage d'une tasse."

A ruffle, followed by a light gulping, can be heard.  After a moment, the woman breathes out a sigh before lowering the drink and revealing it to be a sake bottle.  Tipping it to the side, the woman lets the sake pour onto Dorn's face and onto his cut, causing Dorn to grunt in pain.  Dorn gets to his knees, only for the figure to posture up...

SMASH!

Glass shards fly into the camera as Dorn again collapses to the floor from the blow.  His face is now covered in crimson, with a little puddle even forming on the floor.

???: "La boisson est sur moi.  De rien."

The figure walks past the camera.  Once she's safely out of frame, the cameraman crouches down beside Nicolas Dorn before calling for help as the scene fades.



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Jim Jackson: "And now our main event, The Immortals cashed in their rematch clause and will try to win back their RoC Tag Team Titles tonight."

Brad Blood: "We'll I saw their match two weeks ago from my hospital bed and damn, they got screwed bad! I may actually be rooting for them tonight."

Alice Aoi: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall... AND IS FOR THE ROC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, with a combined weight of 424 pounds, they are your current and reigning RoC Tag Team Champions... The team of Alexander Melchiott and Andrew Hunter... TEAM SYMPHONY!

"Joker and the Thief" by Wolfmother blasts throughout the arena as Andrew Hunter and Alexander Melchiott step out onto the ramp. The two men exchange a nod before heading down to the ring. Hunter pumps his arm to the beat of the song to get the crowd into the mood as Alexander enters the ring. After tossing off his vest, Alexander turns and grabs the rope before slingshotting his partner into the ring.

Alice Aoi: "And introducing their opponents, with a combined weight of 470 pounds, the team of Nicolas Dorn and Thaddeus Rex... THE IMMORTALS!

Jim Jackson: "Wait, we just received word that something happened to Nicolas Dorn backstage tonight... He may not be able to compete."

Brad Blood: "So what about the title match?!"

Jim Jackson: "Well it seems that word from above is that T-Rex has been over-ruled and will STILL be fighting for the tag titles tonight, albeit he'll be doing it ALONE!"

Brad Blood: "Damn, that is harsh!"

"Who Wants to Live Forever" by Queen starts playing on the speakers as pyros light up the top of the entrance ramp, Thaddeus Rex steps forth from the back and makes his way down the ramp and towards the ring. When he reaches the bottom T-Rex climbs up the steel steps and enter the ring.

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

DING!

Jim Jackson: "It looks like Hunter will be starting this match off against Thaddeus Rex. Andrew tries to fake a test of strength, but Rex grabs his hand and twists his arm before headbutting him. And a belly-to-belly suplex! Hunter rolls out of the ring, but Rex is close behind... Melchiott tries to suprise Rex, but Rex throws him into Hunter! Grabbing Melchiott, Rex throws him into the barricade as Hunter slips back into the ring."

Brad Blood: "Rex tries to reenter the ring, but Hunter kicks the ropes, causing them to snap into Rex's groin!"

Jim Jackson: "Hunter quickly jumps on this opportunity, stomping Rex into the mat. Hunter jumps onto the second rope before trying for a knee drop, but Rex avoids it! That had to hurt. Hunter hobbles into Rex's arms... back suplex! Rex pulls Hunter to his feet and sends him into the corner. Rex follows and clotheslines Hunter before wailing on him with punch after punch after punch."

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

Brad Blood: "Rex steps away at four as Hunter collapses to a sitting position... and Rex runs it with a knee to the temple! That caught Hunter flush! Rex drags Hunter out before hooking the leg."

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

Jim Jackson: "Hunter kicks just in time. Rex yanks Hunter up and whips him to the ropes, but Hunter dives down and clips Rex's knee with a shoulder! That looked nasty! Hunter grabs the leg and drags Rex to the corner before tagging in Melchiott."

Brad Blood: "Melchiott tries to springboard, but Rex kicks Hunter off, sending him colliding into Melchiott, knocking him off of the rope and to the floor."

Jim Jackson: "Melchiott hit hard... the referee tries to begin the count, but Hunter takes Rex down with a chop block! Hunter kicks the knee a few times before twisting the leg into the canvas. Hunter begins stomping on the knee, forcing the referee to pull Hunter off and order him out of the ring, but Hunter pushes past and begins stomping on the knee again, forcing the referee to begin the count."

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

Brad Blood: "Hunter finally exits the ring, but how much damage was just done to Rex's knee? Melchiott finally pulls himself into the ring and tags Hunter into the match."

Jim Jackson: "Hunter pushes the referee away from Rex before stomping on the knee again. The referee pulls Hunter off, telling him to wait as he checks on Rex. Rex says he wants to continue, prompting Hunter to push past the referee and stomp on the knee again. Hunter pulls Rex to the center of the ring before applying the figure-four leglock!"

Brad Blood: "Rex yells out in pain, but he's stronger than Hunter and manages to pull himself to the ropes. The referee begins the count."

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

Jim Jackson: "Hunter releases the hold. He waits for Rex to pull himself up using the ropes before kicking the leg out from under him. Hunter quickly grabs Rex and applies the cloverleaf! He's got Rex in trouble yet again! Rex tries to pull himself to the ropes, but Melchiott grabs the ropes and pulls them away from Rex! Rex grimaces in pain, but makes the lunge and grabs the ropes despite Melchiott's attempts."

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

Brad Blood: "Hunter releases the hold before heading to his corner. Melchiott hops up and tags in. Hunter holds the leg of Rex as Melchiott climbs the turnbuckle... Melchiott jumps on stomps onto the leg!"

Jim Jackson: "Rex screams out in pain, but Melchiott isn't done. Melchiott grabs the leg and drops an elbow onto it before standing back up and repeating the action. Melchiott maintains his grip on the leg before dropping into the kneebar! Rex is once again forced to drag an opponent to the ropes."

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

Brad Blood: "Melchiott releases the hold and tags Hunter into the match. Hunter grabs the leg and prepares to lock in yet another submission, but Rex reaches up and grabs him, pulling him into a small package!"

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

Jim Jackson: "Hunter's out before the three. Thaddeus weakly gets to his feet. Hunter charges in, but Rex manages to catch him and slam him to the mat with the spinebuster! Rex drops Hunter with a clothesline before connecting with the neckbreaker. Melchiott jumps into the ring and charges right into a spear from Rex!"

Brad Blood: "Despite his injured leg, Rex is taking control of this match. He grabs Hunter, grits his teeth, and manages to slam Hunter to the mat with the powerbomb! Rex collapses onto Hunter for the cover!"

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

Jim Jackson: "Rex can barely stand, but he's not giving up. He grabs Hunter and hits the half and half! 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! Rex into the cover!"

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

Brad Blood: "Melchiott dives into the ring to break up the cover just in time! Melchiott flips Rex off before catching him on the jaw with a superkick, but Rex shakes it off! Clothesline from Rex turns Melchiott inside out! Melchiott rolls out of the ring, Hunter's on his own!"

Jim Jackson: "Thaddeus Rex stands behind his opponent and slips both arms underneath the opponent's armpits, but Hunter manages to slip free before catching Rex with an enziguri! Rex stumbles against the ropes. Hunter comes charging in, but Rex sends him over the ropes with the back body drop! Hunter lands on Melchiott!"

Brad Blood: "Rex rolls out of the ring and grabs Hunter. He sends Hunter back into the ring before trying to follow, but Melchiott grabs the leg! Melchiott pulls Rex out of the ring and goes to throw him into the steps, but Rex pushes Melchiott off! Rex charges forwards, but Melchiott slips out of the way and lets Rex collide with the steps!"

Jim Jackson: "Melchiott grabs Rex, but Rex bounces his face off of the steel steps before rolling into the ring. Rex stumbles into the ring, but Melchiott again manages to grab Rex's foot! Rex kicks Melchiott off before limping backwards to the center of the ring. Rex turns around as Hunter leaps off the top ropes and connects with a twisting springboard tornado DDT! The Final Gambit connects! Hunter quickly hooks the leg!"

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

DING! DING! DING!

Alice Aoi: "Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match by pinfall AND STILL THE ROC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS... The team of Alexander Melchiott and Andrew Hunter... TEAM SYMPHONY!"

Jim Jackson: "Thaddeus Rex put up a great fight but handicapped against Team Symphony... He just wasn't able to win back the RoC Tag Team titles!"

Brad Blood: "Team Symphony is making their exit as the crowd boo loudly at them. They don't seem to care but the look in T-Rex's eyes... This may be far from over..."




Jim Jackson: "What a turn of events... Tonight we witnessed the return and defeat of Tyler Norton..."

Brad Blood: "He needs to be put into the ground permanently."

Jim Jackson: "We also saw what looks to be a beginning of a three-way feud between Boulder, C4 and Sleepwalker... Then of course we have Gus winning the RoC Chaos Title from Rey Del Jazz."

Brad Blood: "That was a sweet but brutal match."

Jim Jackson: "And after getting ambushed backstage, Nicolas Dorn wasn't able to join his partner T-Rex in their title rematch tonight, and the result was Team Symphony retaining the RoC Tag Titles."

Brad Blood: "I can relate with the random attack on Dorn, just like when Tyler Fucking Norton STABBED ME!"

Jim Jackson: "Well, I can't wait for the fallout of tonight's events... And partner... Great to have you back again, will you do the honors?"

Brad Blood: "Thanks, it's great to be back! And sure, why not... Thank you everyone for joining us tonight, until next time... Good fight and Tyler Norton should be shot dead!"



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