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Chaos Supreme 12/11/2016
by Thaddeus Rex Mon Dec 12, 2016 5:13 am
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Jim Jackson: "It's time for our dark match and it seems that Maximus Orgasmus is out in the center of the ring."
Brad Blood: "And he doesn't look happy."
Maximus Orgasmus: "Two weeks ago, a fluke happened! The unthinkable, improbable and impossible occurred... I lost my match against Little Wang! AND THAT IS UNACCEPTABLE!"
The crowd boos loudly...
Maximus Orgasmus: "So right now, I want to challenge Little Wang once more! And this time I assure you that it shall end differently. Come out you little wanker let's get it on!"
"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.
Jim Jackson: "Little Wang came out and accepted his challenge!"
Brad Blood: "Looks like we're gonna have ourselves a rematch!"
Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, standing at 3 feet and 3/4 inches tall and weighing in at 80 pounds, hailing from Fujian Province, China... LITTLE WANG!"
Alice Aoi: "Introducing next, standing in at 6 feet tall and weighing in at 223 pounds, hailing from Fucking, Austria... Max-O... MAXIMUS ORGASMUS!"
Insert entrance for second wrestler here.
Alice Aoi: "The referee for this match is Jack B. Quick. IT'S TIME TO LET CHAOS REIGN SUPREME!"
DING!
Jim Jackson: "There's the bell! Maximus Orgasmus charges towards Little Wang who easily slips between his legs! Orgasmus turns around and Wang attacks him with a couple of really low kicks. Max-O shrugs off the attack and tries to punt Wang..."
Brad Blood: "He misses! Little Wang leaps to the ropes and springboards towards his opponent head first executing a Cannonball. Maximus doubles over in pain! This looks eerily familiar..."
Jim Jackson: "Er... It looks like a repeat of what happened two weeks ago! Little Wang climbs up to the top of the ring post and leaps tucking his knees to chest, he executes a 360 flip in mid-air, and lands on his opponent's back feet first executing a Dwarf Stomp of Doom! Oh man Maximus Orgasmus is down! Little Wang for the cover..."
Brad Blood: "This is déjà vu!"
Jack B. Quick: "One! Two! Three!"
DING! DING! DING!
Alice Aoi: "The winner of this match by pinfall... LITTLE WANG!"
Jim Jackson: "In the words of Maximus Orgasmus, looks like the unthinkable, improbable and impossible happened once again!"
Brad Blood: "Seems like it did! Man, looks like Maximus came out short tonight as Little Wang stands tall once more."
Jim Jackson: "Good evening and welcome to the last Chaos Supreme of the year! That's right folks, tonight will be the final show of the year, but don't fret! Chaos Supreme shall return next year on January 15, 2017! Joining me on the announce table is my partner in crime, Brad Blood!"
Brad Blood: "Thanks for the intro Jimbo, this may be our last show for the year, but we're definitely closing this year with a bang! So let's not keep our viewers waiting shall we?"
Jim Jackson: "Sure thing Brad... Will you do the honors?"
Brad Blood: "Hold on to your seats because... IT'S TIME TO LET CHAOS REIGN SUPREME!"
"Chaos Reigns" by Trivium starts playing on the P.A. system as Lee Morrison steps forth from the back. He quickly makes his way down the ring and asks for a mic. The fans cheer and eagerly wait for what announcement the general manager of RoC is about to make.
Lee Morrison: "Good evening! First of all, I would like to congratulate our new RoC World Champion, Mr. Johnny Fortune."
The crowd begin to boo loudly.
Lee Morrison: "Now now, I understand your sentiments but Mr. Fortune is our current world champion whether we like it or not. This brings me to the next matter... Normally, after losing your title, a champion has a rematch clause which he or she could cash in. Unfortunately, I bear some bad news tonight. Mr. Rafik Arfah tore his ACL in his title defense match and it will take a while for him to recover from the said injury."
A loud gasp comes from the crowd.
Lee Morrison: "That being said, without Mr. Arfah, we now need a new number one contender for the world championship thus tonight, we shall have a fatal four-way between Cecilia Christiansen, Po1ski, Rey Del Jazz and Thaddeus Rex! The winner of the match shall challenge Mr. Fortune in our iPPV Anarchy on January 29, 2017 for the RoC World Title!"
The crowd cheers loudly at the news.
Lee Morrison: "Furthermore! Starting tonight, I shall also have 2 matches as part of the first round of a tournament for a new RoC Chaos Title contender. Boulder versus Entropy and Sleepwalker versus Yuki Monotomo! The winner of their respective matches shall face each other on our return show next year on January 15, 2017 where the winner shall face our current RoC Chaos Champion also in our iPPV Anarchy!"
More cheers from the crowd.
Lee Morrison: "But that is not all... We shall also have a four-way tag team match for the number one tag team contenders tonight between, 2Kool4Skool, Beauty & the Geek, The Bloodbound and The Southern Gents! Of course, the winner of that match shall also face Erika Sonozaki and Lexi Thorne for the RoC Tag Team titles come Anarchy."
There are more cheers from the crowd.
Lee Morrison: "And lastly... Not to forget the RoC Women's title... On the January 15, 2017 of Chaos Supreme, there will be a 4-way elimination match between Camerella Videoh, Christy Chase, Nao Fook Mi and Nao Fook Yu! The winner of that match of course shall face Ms. Cecilia Christiansen also in Anarchy for the RoC Women's Title. And with that, I leave you all to enjoy the show tonight."
Morrison exits the ring and makes his way to the back as his music plays once more on the P.A. system.
Boulder is making his way down the backstage arena with his attire bag in hand. As he turns to the corner leading down the hall toward the locker room he almost finds himself running into Brad Blood.
Brad Blood: "You've got to watch yourself there Boulder. You were paying attention to where you were going, you're like a freight train. You almost slammed into me and knocked me down."
Brad sidesteps Boulder taps him on his shoulder and proceeds to walk a few steps away. Boulder attempts to whisper under his breath.
Boulder: "Dumbass."
Brad gives a quick smirk before stopping in his tracks and turning back toward Boulder.
Brad Blood: "I hear you have a match against Entropy tonight. In face it's a tourney match for the Chaos Title, right? It's a poor shame this is how things ended for you."
Boulder grows confused as he turns back toward Brad.
Boulder: "What are you talking about? You're not making any sense."
Brad takes a few steps closer to Boulder.
Brad Blood: "You know what I mean, i'm talking about Entrophy. Have you seen what that monster can do in the ring. He's going to annihilate you. And too be honest i'm okay with that. I mean, you had a good run here but lets be honest there's no way you're going to make it out of that ring alive tonight. It was nice knowing you though."
Brad flashes a quick smirk which angers Boulder. Boulder drops his bag, slaps his ass a few times and prepares to assault Brad.
Brad Blood: "Before you do anything i'd think real hard about the situation you're in. Do you really wish to attack a commentator? Not to mention someone's who's been apart of this federation for years? I know some big names in this company. Getting fired would be the least of your worries."
Boulder eases himself after hearing Brad's words.
Brad Blood: "I mean come on, really? You were going to attack me. And then went stick that disgusting ass in my face? If your ass gets anywhere near my face you'll regret it."
Boulder grabs his bag from off the floor and stares down Brad for a moment.
Boulder: "Whatever, you're not worth my time. I've got a match to prepare for."
Boulder turns away from Brad and heads for his locker room.
Brad Blood: "Just a warning I wouldn't attempt to give Entropy a Mudslide. Like I said before that man is a monster, i'm sure that's bound to really set him off. After all no one likes having a disgusting fat ass shoved in their face."
Boulder whispers under his breathe more just far enough so Brad doesn't hear him.
Boulder: "I'm not scared of no washed up monster, I'll destroy him with this so called disgusting ass."
The scene opens backstage with the monster Entropy standing behind his father and manager, Marcus Troy. Casually blowing a cigar, Troy seems unperturbed by the challenge his son and client will be facing tonight.
Marcus Troy: "Boulder Boulder Boulder... What a sorry excuse for a wrestler you are."
Marcus Troy chuckles as he slowly shakes his head.
Marcus Troy: "You think that you have a chance against my son Entropy this evening? Are you that deluded to think that you can actually hold a candle to this perfect specimen?"
Troy gestures towards Entropy's muscular and monstrous form.
Marcus Troy: "You over estimate yourself Boulder and tonight, you shall find out the hard way what it means to be crushed. Entropy shall easily reduce you to rubble... NAY! Into nothing but dust for he is the rightful heir to the RoC Chaos Title! For who else is but The Embodiment of Chaos does the RoC Chaos Title belong to but Entropy!"
Entropy roars loudly as Marcus sneers at the camera...
Marcus Troy: "There there son, soon you shall get your fill when you step into the ring and decimate that poor fat fool Boulder..."
Marcus Troy calms the monster down as the scene slowly fades to black.
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Re: Chaos Supreme 12/11/2016
by Thaddeus Rex Mon Dec 12, 2016 5:38 am
VS 
Jim Jackson: "Here we go, ladies and gentleman.. Boulder is set to face off against Entropy in a singles match that is going to be extremely interesting considering the events of the last show where we saw Boulder easily dispose of Aatrox in what was considered by many a shocking win. One has to wonder if Boulder is capable to replicate his success tonight."
Brad Blood: "I'm still stunned from everything we saw on the last show, but the Aatrox match especially. I wonder how Entropy will do tonight considering Marcus won't be here with him due to that injury Rafik Arfah caused him a few weeks ago."
Alice Aoi: "The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL! Introducing first, standing at 6 feet and 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 shout-out 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 7 feet and 3 inches tall and weighing in at 390 pounds, hailing from The Amazon Jungle... ENTROPY!"
The light goes dark as "The Last Steampunk Waltz" by Ghostfire starts to play on the speakers. A spotlight shines upon the opening of the entrance tunnel as Marcus Troy steps out from the back. Suddenly the hulking form of Entropy comes forth rendering gasps from the crowd. Entropy hulks into the ring and prepares for his match.
Alice Aoi: "The referee for this match is Jack B. Nimble... IT'S TIME TO LET CHAOS REIGN SUPREME!"
DING! DING! DING!
Jim Jackson: "Oh man, here we go! We just heard the bell ring and both competitor are engaged in an intense stare-down. Boulder might be a bizarre character, but last show we were reminded how dangerous he really is. Of course, Entropy is no slouch either."
Brad Blood: "And Entropy makes the first move of the match as he uses his great strength to shove Boulder into the ropes."
Jim Jackson: "Boulder comes rebounding of the ropes as Entropy goes for a lariat. Boulder ducks underneath the monster's massive arm and counters with a swift superkick to the face!"
Brad Blood: "Ow! I believe the entire arena heard that one! Entropy seems stunned.. now that's not a common sight."
Jim Jackson: "Boulder notices this opening and starts to run towards Entropy.. Boulder leaps into the air spinning around and thrusting his pelvis backwards, hitting his opponent's head with his MASSIVE buttocks!"
Brad Blood: "An amazing execution of the ATM!"
Jim Jackson: "ATM?"
Brad Blood: "Ass To Mouth!"
Jim Jackson: "I am not sure if that's how the wrestling encyclopedia would name that move, but I'll go along."
Brad Blood: "Boulder is bringing it to Entropy, but despite big kick and an even bigger ass to the face.. he is still standing! He is feeling the hurt, but it's just not enough to take him down."
Jim Jackson: "Boulder is getting irate with his inability to bring down his opposition here. He tosses Entropy against the ring ropes causing him to come running back only to find Boulder's massive right foot smashed across his face causing him to fall onto the mat at last. Boulder steps on Entropy and drives all his weight down on his chest!"
Brad Blood: "He's down! He's down! Pin him, Boulder!"
Jim Jackson: "Boulder drops down onto Entropy with his ass, falling right into a pinning position! Will this do it here?!"
Jack B. Nimble: "One! T.."
Jim Jackson: "And Entropy quickly brings his shoulder up to put an end to the count. Boulder gets up and argues with the ref as he cannot believe his signature move did not put the beast down."
Brad Blood: "It's not wise to turn your back to such a dangerous opponent, Boulder. Entropy is recovering here and Boulder is oblivious! Uh oh."
Jim Jackson: "Boulder finally turns around, but it's too late now as he runs into a gigantic clothesline from Entropy!"
Brad Blood: "With all due minimal respect to Aatrox, Entropy is a whole different level of dangerous."
Jim Jackson: "Entropy doesn't seem so thrilled with the humiliation he just suffered on live television.. he looks pissed off and that makes him even more hazardous than before!"
Brad Blood: "Boulder tries crawling out of the ring, but Entropy picks up the dazed Boulder from the mat and hoists his opponent across his shoulders with what seems to be the greatest of ease."
Jim Jackson: "He has one arm across Boulder's neck and the other across the leg, he then pulls his arms down applying a great deal of pressure on his opponent's back executing the excruciating move known as Discord's Song! He wants Boulder to suffer and he wants him to suffer now!"
Brad Blood: "Entropy is a strong dude, but Boulder is insanely heavy.. Entropy is starting to lose balance, but maintains the brutal hold."
Jim Jackson: "Boulder is screaming in pain! He can't take this move for much longer!"
Brad Blood: "Wait! Boulder just managed to grab a hold of the ring rope! It's a rope break, but that seven foot maniac doesn't care! He is refusing to let go! He is intent on crushing the fat bastard to death!"
Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Alright, ring it! Ring the bell!"
DING! DING! DING!
Alice Aoi: "The winner of this match as a result of disqualification... Boulder!"
Jim Jackson: "WOW! Boulder does it again! He managed to somehow pick up a big win over the former world champ!"
Brad Blood: "Entropy is just as surprised, but not as pleased. He just dropped Boulder from his shoulders straight out of the ring and turned his attention to Jack B. Nimble. He begins to menacingly walk towards our defenseless referee.. get out of there, dolt! Don't just stand there! Run!"
Jim Jackson: "Entropy lifts Jack B. Nimble up his shoulders and powerbombs him down the mat with enough force to cause an earthquake! Not once, not twice, but three freaking times! A heinous Chaos Theorem to an official! How uncalled for! Someone bring back Marcus so he can put a leash on his creature!"
Brad Blood: "Shut up before we'll be next, Jim. Although Boulder sure doesn't look like a winner right about now, at least that disqualification made him move up to the next round of the Chaos tournament.."
VS 
Jim Jackson: "Here we are with the second match for the RoC Chaos Title No. 1 Contender Tournament. The winner of this match shall be facing Boulder come January 15 next year."
Brad Blood: "Well both Yuki and Sleepwalker are both fierce competitors, this match would surely be a good battle that will keep us at the edge of our seats."
Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall and is the second match in the first round for the RoC Chaos Title No. 1 Contender Tournament. Introducing first, standing in at 6 feet 1 inch tall and weighing in at 227 pounds, hailing from the land of Nightmares... SLEEPWALKER!"
Adam Lambert's song "Sleepwalker" starts Sleepwalker slowly comes out. He stops looks slowly to the right then the left then continually slowly makes his way to ring. In the ring he takes off his sunglasses to show his eyes rolled back.
Alice Aoi: "Introducing next, standing at 6 feet 11 inches tall and weighing in at 221 pounds, hailing from Mt. Fuji, Japan... YUKI MONOTOMO!"
"Dragons" by Statovarius booms over the speakers but is cut off as Yuki Monotomo does not appear on the ramp. The lights flicker and Yuki appears on the mumbojumbotron.
Yuki Monotomo: "Sleepwalker, be afraid. A ninja is worse than the worst nightmare. Jim Jackson, Brad Blood, as well as Jack B. Quick, there are 3 sets of night vision goggles on that Cam will be bringing you. We're going to fight where we belong, in the dark."
The lights turn back off as Cam hands the goggles out to the referee and commentators. All that remains is sound.
Yuki Monotomo: "Play my music, I'll be in the ring by the end of it."
"Dragons" by Statovarius continues from where it was cut off.
Alice Aoi: "The referee for this match is Jack B. Quick. IT'S TIME TO LET CHAOS REIGN SUPREME!"
DING!
Jim Jackson: "There's the bell! Both wrestlers engage each other... Yuki Monotomo goes for a hip toss! No! Blocked by Sleepwalker! Sleepwalker tries to counter with a hip toss off his own... No! Yuki blocks it too and tries to counter with another hip toss! Sleepwalker denies Yuki and counters with another hip toss attempt... Yuki blocks and counters it into a leaping armbar! Sleepwalker is caught!"
Brad Blood: "It'll be interesting calling this match from the dark... Sleepwalker struggles to reach out for the ropes with his free hand... He's still a few inches away... Yuki applies more pressure to the submission... Sleepwalker uses his leg and makes it to the bottom rope! The ref breaks the hold!"
Jim Jackson: "Yuki Monotomo releases the hold! Sleepwalker throws a big right... Yuki dodges and connects with an European uppercut! Sleepwalker reels back into the ropes and comes back with a lariat taking Monotomo down! Sleepwalker for a springboard splash from the second rope..."
Brad Blood: "No! Yuki gets his knees up and Sleepwalker takes it in the gut! Monotomo rolls back to his feet he grabs Sleepwalker's leg... Texas cloverleaf... No! Sleepwalker kicks Monotomo in the butt as he tries to lock it in! Yuki hits the ropes.... Sleepwalker for the backslide pin attempt..."
Jim Jackson: "Yuki Monotomo kicks out before the referee can even begin counting! Clothesline attempt by Sleepwalker misses! Yuki bounces off the ropes and takes Sleepwalker down with a clothesline of his own! Sleepwalker rolls back to his feet... Dropkick by Monotomo sends Sleepwalker into the corner! Sleepwalker smashes into the turnbuckles and staggers back into Monotomo's arms.... Body slam and a pinfall attempt!"
Jack B. Quick: "One! Tw..."
Brad Blood: "Sleepwalker gets a shoulder up! Yuki pulls up Sleepwalker and sends him to the ropes with an Irish whip. Yuki goes for a back body drop... No! Sleepwalker leaps over him and hits the ropes... Springboard reverse neckbreaker... No! Yuki shoves him off! Sleepwalker goes into the ropes again and bounces backwards into Yuki... Yuki rolls him up..."
Jack B. Quick: "One! Tw..."
Jim Jackson: "Kick out by Sleepwalker! Sleepwalker rolls back to his feet... Dropkick from out of nowhere sends Yuki Monotomo reeling! Sleepwalker off the ropes with a springboard crossbody... Monotomo walks away nonchalantly and Sleepwalker hits nothing but air!"
Brad Blood: "Sleepwalker tries to shake it off but Yuki sets him up for a vertical suplex! Sleepwalker slams into the mat hard! Yuki quickly goes for a submission... Boston crab locked in! Sleepwalker screams and tries to reach for the ropes... He's just a few inches away... Sleepwalker lunges for all he's worth... And he makes it!"
Jim Jackson: "Yuki Monotomo releases the hold! Sleepwalker staggers to his feet... Yuki sweeps Sleepwalker's leg out from under Sleepwalker and wretches his left arm under Sleepwalker's neck with the elbow over the Adam's apple... WHITE DRAGON HOLD! WHITE DRAGON HOLD IS LOCKED IN!"
Brad Blood: "Damn! And in the middle of the ring too! This is bad for Sleepwalker!"
Jim Jackson: "He may have no choice here... WAIT! SLEEPWALKER MANAGES TO PULL ON YUKI MONOTOMO'S HAIR!"
Brad Blood: "Oh man, he's tugging fiercely on Yuki's white locks and it's enough for Yuki to loosen his hold! Sleepwalker rolls away but the ref gives him a warning! Yuki rubs on the sore spot on his head and walks right into a double axe handle!"
Jim Jackson: "This may be Sleepwalker's chance to turn things around! Yuki Monotomo gets back up and once again gets floored by another double axe handle! Sleepwalker stomps a couple of times on Yuki's chest before making his way up to the top turnbuckle..."
Brad Blood: "No wait! Yuki leaps up to the turnbuckles too and throws a big right stunning Sleepwalker! Sleepwalker tries to fight Yuki off but Monotomo gets the upperhand! Yuki grabs Sleepwalker who is shaking his head... BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX FROM THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! Yuki hooks the leg!"
Crowd: "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"
Jack B. Quick: "One! Two! Th..."
Jim Jackson: "No! Sleepwalker kicks out a split second from the count of three! Yuki Monotomo goes for another submission attempt... Anaconda vise locked... No! Sleepwalker's foot somehow ends up on the bottom rope!"
Brad Blood: "That's what you call instinct! Sleepwalker's foot shot out even though he's barely conscious! Yuki stomps on Sleepwalker's leg a couple of times before dragging him to the middle of the ring... Yuki goes in for another submission attempt..."
Jim Jackson: "SLEEPWALKER PULLS HIM DOWN FOR A SMALL PACKAGE! SLEEPWALKER HAS A FISTFUL OF TIGHTS! Talk about playing possum!"
Jack B. Quick: "One! Two! Th..."
Brad Blood: "Yuki kicks out! What a close call for Yuki! Both men get back to their feet... Big leaping knee strike from Yuki stuns Sleepwalker!"
Jim Jackson: "Yuki Monotomo wastes no time and sweeps Sleepwalker's leg out from under Sleepwalker and wretches his left arm under Sleepwalker's neck with the elbow over the Adam's apple and presses against the back with his knee.... BLACK DRAGON HOLD! BLACK DRAGON HOLD IS LOCKED IN!"
Brad Blood: "This time Sleepwalker is too far from the ropes! Sleepwalker struggles to get free but Yuki applies more pressure to the submission. SLEEPWALKER TAPS! SLEEPWALKER TAPS! IT'S OVER!"
DING! DING! DING!
Alice Aoi: "The winner of this match by submission and moving on to the final round of the tournament... YUKI MONOTOMO!"
Jim Jackson: "What a match! Yuki Monotomo pulls out a big win tonight and advances to the finals where he shall be facing Boulder!"
Brad Blood: "Maaan, what a match, if only the crowd was able to see it in the dark... I know the finals will still be on January but I can't wait to see Boulder and Yuki clash..."
"Carry on My Wayward Son" by Kansas plays as Ray Kamaura walks slowly out onto the stage, fireworks blast out behind him. The Rayward Son slowly descends down the ramp, extending his hand for fans to high five. He lumbers up the stairs and takes a position in the middle of the ring, Raising hands over head.
Ray Kamaura: "I think it is about time I came out here and addressed the situation at hand. A crushing, humiliating, yet humbling defeat suffered at the hands of Johnny Fortune had me in a dark dark place. But I am back! I am back and I won't be leaving again."
All of Ray Kamaura's fans begin cheering with excitement and the proclamation of Ray's return.
Ray Kamaura: "Tonight Johnny Fortune and I will come together and send a message to every other member of the locker room. WE ARE UNSTOPPABLE!"
Louder and Louder cheers from a anxious crowd.
Ray Kamaura: "Then I'm going to win the tag team titles. Then I'm going to win The Ring of Chaos Title! Then the Ring of Chaos World Championship!"
The crowd is alive with energy. "TRIPLE CROWN! TRIPLE CROWN! TRIPLE CROWN!"
Ray Kamaura: "I am already the only three time World Champion! The only man who can boast the longest combine World Championship reign in the history of the Ring of Chaos! Nobody can stop me now."
Suddenly, "Dead and Bloated" by Stone Temple Pilots plays over the loudspeaker and the new Ring of Chaos Champion Johnny Fortune comes out with the belt around his waist. A genuine smile is draped across his face as he applauds all the way down to the ring. He enters the ring and wraps his arms around Ray Kamaura giving him a large hug, after the embrace he grabs a microphone and begins to speak.
Johnny Fortune: "This is fantastic! Ray, you have no idea how excited I am to have you back in full capacity! I mean, after what I did to you there would be very few who could even come back from that. I mean, Rafik's run away claiming an injury after I took back my title. And you're absolutely right, unlike most of the people waiting in that locker room we actually have a claim to a tag team title. We're more than likely the greatest wrestlers in this company. The Southern Gents have already been decimated at the hands of the Fortunate Empire, 2Kool4Skool? Please, I could run through them single-handedly. Beauty and the Geek? I can't remember a single time Bob Bobbie much less Christy Chase ever came close to being on our level! So yes, we're sending a message to the locker room and more importantly the tag team champions, Melchiott and Hunter. That there is only one group that matters in this company! I'll batter you both like I've done in the past, and then I'll tag in Ray to finish you off. I'm rather glad that you're back to join this exciting time in Ring of Chaos Raymond."
The Chaotic God's smile suddenly drops from his face and he steps right into the face of Ray Kamaura and speaks again.
Johnny Fortune: "However Ray, I need you to understand something. You are not going to hold this championship again unless I need you to hit someone over the head with it. Nobody is going to hold this title aside from me, not Cecilia, not Thaddeus, not Po1ksi, not Rey Del Jazz, and especially not you. Remember who runs this group Ray, I like you, I do. But your world championship runs are over, your job is to help us win the tag titles. To make sure Yuki takes the Chaos title like he so rightly deserves. To ensure Cam is able to destroy the competition in her #1 contenders match in a month! You are a great competitor, but unless Yuki ends up losing his title you are only going to hold the tag championships with me until this company closes down or my death!"
The Fortunate One lowers the microphone to his side and stares straight into the eyes of Ray Kamaura, a grimace appearing on his face.
The scene opens backstage where we see three tag teams having a little discussion before their match.
Bob Bobbie: "Listen here Cox, I've had enough of your yapping and boasting. It's not like your record here in RoC is any better than ours."
Christy Chase nods in agreement with her partner.
Joe Jobber decides to chime in as well.
Joe Jobber: "That's right, the way I see it, it's still anyone's game... Any of the four teams tonight, including me and my partner The Masked Moron has as good as a chance as any to win the match and that title shot."
The Southern Gents laugh out loud.
Mike Hunt: "Dream on Jobber. Ah'll make quick work of ya and this nerd standin' ovah here..."
Mike Hunt then settles his gaze on Christy Chase...
Mike Hunt: "And you too girlie... The ring is no place fer a girl..."
Christy Chase steps forward angrily.
Christy Chase: "Say that again? I'm gonna make you eat your words Hunt. You underestimate us! We'll show you what we're made of tonight... I just hope you and your confederate buddy over there will learn to accept defeat... AT THE HANDS OF THIS GIRLIE!"
The Masked Moron decides it's time for him to chime in with his opinion.
The Masked Moron: "SWEATY UNDERPANTS FEEL GROSS!
Isaac Cox: "Enough talk... Both your teams are a joke, and we've wasted our time already on y'all... Don't ya worry, we'll find out who's really the best team when we meet inside the ring. C'mon Mike, let's get out of here. We dun' need t'spend any more time with these losers."
With that The Southern Gents make their exit leaving 2Kool4Skool and Beauty & the Geek behind as the scene slowly fades.
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Jim Jackson: "Coming up next, a four-way elimination tag team match between 2Kool4Skool, Beauty & the Geek, The Bloodbound and The Southern Gents. The winner of the match gets a title shot for the RoC Tag Team Titles currently being held by Erika Sonozaki and Lexi Thorne."
Brad Blood: "Strangely, it will be the RoC World Champion Johnny Fortune who will be tagging with Ray Kamaura tonight."
Alice Aoi: "The following match is a four-way elimination tag team match! Introducing first, with a combined weight of 420 pounds, the team of Joe Jobber and The Masked Moron... 2KOOL4SKOOL!"
Fountain of Wayne's "Too Cool For School" starts playing on the speakers as Joe Jobber and The Masked Moron springs forth from the back. With Joe Jobber leading the way, The Masked Moron follows as both wrestlers enter the ring and waits for the match to begin.
Alice Aoi: "Introducing next, with a combined weight of 310 pounds, the team of Bob Bobbie and Christy Chase... BEAUTY & THE GEEK!"
"Two Sides of the Coin" by KISS starts playing on the speakers as Bob Bobbie and Christy Chase burst forth from the back. A flashy light show comes on as both wrestlers hype the fans up from the top of the entrance ramp. Bob Bobbie descends first, soon followed by Christy Chase as both wrestlers enter the ring to the cheers from the fans.
Alice Aoi: "Introducing next, with a combined weight of 515 pounds, the team of Johnny Fortune and Ray Kamaura... 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 Johnny Fortune 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.
Alice Aoi: "Introducing last, with a combined weight of 450 pounds, the team of Isaac Cox and Mike Hunt... THE SOUTHERN GENTS!"
"Sweet Home Alabama" by Lynyrd Skynyrd started playing on the loud speakers as Isaac Cox & Mike Hunt emerge from the entrance tunnel, accompanied by their manager Solomon Jake, the trio make their way 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: "And there's the bell! Looks like Johnny Fortune is sitting this one out after consulting with his partner Ray Kamaura."
Brad Blood: "Johnny just set up a chair in ringside and proceeds to read the latest volume of what looks to be Nejimaki Seirei Senki: Tenkyou no Alderamin. Well he did already fight earlier before and it looks like Ray doesn't mind taking on the other three teams."
Jim Jackson: "Bob Bobbie, Joe Jobber and Isaac Cox will be starting off for their respective teams and all three men charge towards Ray Kamaura! Looks like they feel that The Bloodbound is underestimating and looking down on them."
Brad Blood: "Isaac charges in first with a clothesline to the corner... No! Ray dodges it by leaping over the ropes and into the apron! Ray leaps unto the ropes... Springboard crossbody takes out both Bobbie and Jobber!"
Jim Jackson: "Isaac Cox turns around and eats a superkick from Ray Kamaura! Cox slams into the corner... Ray with a running knee strike connects! Bob Bobbie and Joe Jobber stagger back up to their feet... Double clothesline by Kamaura takes them both down!"
Brad Blood: "Cox staggers forward... Ray grabs him and body slams him into Joe! Bobbie pulls himself up.... Ray kicks him in the gut and plants him with a DDT! Ray for the cover!"
Jack B. Nimble: "One..."
Jim Jackson: "Bob Bobbie kicks out at one! Ray Kamaura gets up and turns around... He receives middle kicks from both Isaac Cox and Joe Jobber! Cox and Jobber with a double team attempts a suplex... No! Kamaura blocks the attempt and counters it into a double DDT! Bobbie staggers back up to his feet... Dropkick by Kamaura sends him through the middle rope and into the outside!"
Brad Blood: "Isaac staggers to his feet and charges at Ray... Ray ducks down... Back body drop sends Cox over the top rope and into the outside into Bobbie! Jobber staggers up to his feet... Ray picks him up over his shoulders... GORILLA PRESS SLAM INTO THE OUTSIDE FLATTENING BOTH BOBBIE AND COX! THE CROWD IS ON THEIR FEET!"
Crowd: "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"
Jim Jackson: "AND RAY IS NOT DONE! KAMAURA OVER THE TOP ROPE... LEAPING SENTON TO THE OUTSIDE!!! THE CROWD GOES WILD!"
Crowd: "THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!"
Brad Blood: "Ray raises both his arms up as the crowd cheer loudly for him. Johnny looks up from his manga, sees that all is okay and proceeds to continue reading! Ray throws Isaac back into the ring and hooks the leg..."
Jack B. Nimble: "One! Tw..."
Jim Jackson: "No! Mike Hunt enters the ring and breaks the pinfall attempt with a boot to Ray Kamaura's back... Ray doesn't appreciate the interruption and takes Hunt down with a running forearm to the back of the head! Isaac Cox gets back up... Dropkick by Kamaura sends Cox staggering into the corner. Bob Bobbie finally makes his way up the apron... Enzuigiri by Kamaura stuns him! Ray grabs Bobbie... Vertical suplex back into the ring! Ray for the cover!"
Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two..."
Brad Blood: "Whoa! Bobbie gets a shoulder up! Wait! Joe Jobber has made his way to the apron and is climbing up to the top turnbuckle... Ray leaps up after him! A couple of forearm shots to the back stops Joe... SUPER FRANKENSTEINER BY RAY!!! JOE IS DOWN! Ray gets back up to his feet.... Cox is charging in with a spear... RAY DODGES AND COX TAKES THE REFEREE OUT!"
Jim Jackson: "Big boot by Ray Kamaura takes Isaac Cox out! Mike Hunt from the top turnbuckle with a flying crossbody... Ray ducks and rolls and Cox takes out a recovering Bobbie! Christy Chase leaps into the ropes... Springboard hurricanrana takes Mike Hunt down! The Masked Moron enters the ring... Discus clothesline takes Chase down! Ray Kamaura with a bicycle kick sends The Masked Moron down! It's a clusterfuck right now in the ring but Ray stands on top!"
Brad Blood: "Ray is owning this match and the crowd is showing their support!"
Crowd: "RAY! RAY! RAY! RAY! RAY!"
Jim Jackson: "Wait! Johnny Fortune just put the manga he's reading away... He stands up and folds the chair... Don't tell me now that Ray Kamaura has done all the work, he wants to come in and..."
Brad Blood: "No! It's not that! Johnny just handed Ray the chair!"
Crowd: "WHACK!"
Jim Jackson: "OOH! THERE GOES ISAAC COX!"
Crowd: "WHACK!"
Brad Blood: "NOW BOBBIE IS DOWN!"
Crowd: "WHACK!"
Jim Jackson: "THIS TIME IT'S JOE JOBBER WHO IS DOWN! Johnny Fortune enters the ring and starts clearing out the other wrestlers! Christy Chase is sent over the top rope! Now it's Mike Hunt! The Masked Moron follows them over the top rope! Johnny takes a bow and exits the ring as the ref begins to stir!"
Brad Blood: "Ray is piling the lifeless bodies of Bobbie, Cox and Jobber over each other! He goes for the cover! A TRIPLE PIN!!!"
Jim Jackson: "The ref goes to the mat to count!"
Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two! Three!"
DING! DING! DING!
Alice Aoi: "Ladies and gentlemen, 2Kool4Skool, Beauty & the Geek and The Southern Gents have been eliminated! The winner of the match by triple pinfall elimination... The team of Johnny Fortune and Ray Kamaura... THE BLOODBOUND!"
Jim Jackson: "Well, the crowd is still in shock at how the match ended. They didn't expect that someone the looked up to would suddenly use a chair to end a match, specially since he's been dominating the match without it!"
Brad Blood: "Well I like this new Ray... I can see it now, this new Ray will be going places."
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Re: Chaos Supreme 12/11/2016
by Thaddeus Rex Mon Dec 12, 2016 6:03 am
Enemies by Shinedown hits in the arena and the crowd instantly gets on their feet, awaiting the arrival of the Polish Freight Train. A familiar figure emerges at the top of the entrance ramp, and the cheers reach a deafening roar. Po1ski walks down the entrance ramp and to the ring, microphone already in hand.
Po1ski: "My oh my, shit sure does change in this crazy wrestling world. I mean just a few weeks ago, I had the biggest match of my career against the seemingly indomitable Entropy. This guy has been on a tear since I've known him. I've been in a couple different promotions with this beast, but where the venue changed, one thing always remained consistent. No one beat him. Hell, no one even posed a threat to him. Well, except..."
Crowd: "Po1ski! Po1ski! Po1ski!"
Po1ski: "A few weeks ago me and the big fella stepped toe to toe in this very ring. And it was for something much more important than gold. It was about pride, honor, and respect. I had to overcome every obstacle to even get that match. Injuries, self doubt, thoughts of retirement. But when I finally had the opportunity, I knew I couldn't let it go to waste. So I did what no one thought could be done. What even I thought at one point couldn't be done. I gave that big ugly bastard an ass kicking of a lifetime. I beat him."
The crowd pops at that last statement. However, the expression on Po1ski's face changes.
Po1ski: "Yeah, I guess I have a really good reason to be happy about the way things are. But the truth is I ain't."
Small murmurs breakout in the crowd.
Po1ski: "My good friend Rafik Arfah defended his championship last show like a true champion. Not once, but twice. Even though he was injured, he still fought like a man. Now he's the one in the hospital. And uh...they ain't really sure when he's gonna be back. Or if he can even come back..."
Small patches of the crowd boo, but most are just sitting in stunned silence. Po1ski tries his best to keep his expression level, but not even he can hide the sadness for his friend. But he quickly returns his look to the neutral expression it once was.
Po1ski: "I ain't happy about it either. But the truth is, like I said, shit is crazy in the wrestling business. Everything seems to be going one way and then stuff goes sideways. And in an unlikely turn of events, I find myself once again in the title picture. Now I wish that Rafik didn't have to get injured for this to happen. To be honest, I was looking forward to an eventual match-up between us. But all we can do now is keep looking forward. So that's what I'm gonna do. I'm looking forward to tonight's match. A fatal four way number one contender match for the one and only Ring of Chaos World Championship."
Large cheers are heard from the crowd.
Po1ski: "Cecilia, Rey Del Jazz, T-Rex...these are all formidable opponents. They've all been past champions. And I find myself in this familiar spot of being so close to elusive championship gold. Truth be told, in RoC I've came up short at every title opportunity or number one contender match. But not now. Not tonight."
The crowd begins to rise to their feet and cheer.
Po1ski: "Tonight, in the last show of 2016, I'm going to win this fatal four way match. I will become the number one contender. So Johnny Fortune? You better polish that belt up real nice and say your final goodbyes to it, because your title reign ain't gonna last long. Come January 29th at Anarchy, I'm gonna take that belt from you. And there ain't a damn thing that you can do about it. Because after tonight, your ass in on the tracks. And the Polish Freight Train is headed right for you."
Po1ski does a proverbial mic drop and casually exits the ring. The crowd cheers him as he heads up the ramp and into the backstage area. The camera fades to black and then switches to the next segment of the show.
The door to Lee Morrison's office swings open as The Filipino Fighter Mandy Rigma storms in. Clearly upset about something, Mandy slams both hands into Morrison's desk getting his attention.
Mandy Rigma: "How could I not be booked tonight?! First, I still didn't get the rematch clause after losing the lightweight title, then that piece of turd Johnny Fortune retired the RoC Lightweight Title! This is not fair Mr. Morrison, I've played a good soldier, I've done things by the book and this is the treatment I receive?! This is totally unacceptable!"
Mandy shakes in anger as he confronted Lee Morrison.
Morrison calmly looks at the raging fighter and quickly replies.
Lee Morrison: "Ah, Mr. Rigma, perfect timing, I was about to call you to remedy the very problem that you have brought up! Yes I know it seems unfair that you didn't get a chance to get your rematch for the RoC Lightweight Title... But it seems that an opportunity has presented itself... Ms. Christiansen has not made an appearance tonight therefore she forfeits her slot in the fatal four-way tonight for the no. 1 contendership for the RoC World Title. Now I want to offer you that slot, if you accept, and if you win, you not only get a title shot for the World Title but also a chance to have revenge on Mr. Johnny Fortune. I think those are fair and acceptable terms don't you?"
Morrison smiles as he offers Mandy Rigma the chance of a lifetime.
Mandy is taken aback by the offer...
Mandy Rigma: "Um... Of course, this is... Yeah! I accept! I didn't... I mean, I'm sorry for my outburst earlier Mr. Morrison... I was upset and..."
Mandy's voice trails off as he is still in shock at the quick resolution and championship opportunity suddenly presented to him.
Lee Morrison: "Quite understandable Mr. Rigma, now if you don't have any other stuff to discuss, I still have things to do..."
Mandy Rigma: "Oh! Of course Mr. Morrison... Thank you again..."
Mandy makes his exit as the scene slowly fades.
The scene opens backstage where we see Thaddeus Rex standing in front of the camera...
Thaddeus Rex: "So I'm gonna keep this short and simple... Tonight, I get the chance to once again climb to the top. I shall be facing three other wrestlers in the ring, and all three are pretty skilled. Now I have to admit that I do feel somewhat nervous but I know I shall overcome this and also overcome my opponents tonight. And once the dust settles, the world shall see that I, Thaddeus Rex will be the remaining one standing, that I shall be once again the apex predator in Ring of Chaos! And once the iPPV comes along next year... I shall win the RoC World Title away from Johnny Fortune."
T-Rex finishes his short speech and walks off as the scene fades to black.
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Jim Jackson: "And here we are with the next match of the evening, a fatal four-way between four top notch competitors, the winner of this match gets a title shot against Johnny Fortune for the RoC World Title in our iPPV Anarchy! But it seems we have a last minute change..."
Brad Blood: "That's right Jim, it seems that Cecilia Christiansen is nowhere to be found, so taking her place tonight is none other than the former RoC Lightweight Champion Mandy Rigma!"
Alice Aoi: "The following match is a fatal four-way match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, standing at 5 feet 11 inches tall and weighing in at 178 pounds, hailing from Mactan, Cebu, Philippines... The Filipino Fighter... MANDY RIGMA!"
The arena goes dark as "Enveloped Ideas" by The Dawn starts to play on the sound system, a light show starts flashing and the man known as The Filipino Fighter Mandy Rigma steps through the dancing lights holding a Philippine Flag. With a contagious smile he runs down the ramp high-fiving the fans with one hand and hoisting his country's colors with the other.. Once at the bottom, he leaps up into the apron and waves the flag around. He then heads to the corner where he puts the Philippine flag up and slings over the top rope, doing a somersault before landing in the middle of the ring to the delight of the fans.
Alice Aoi: "Introducing next, standing in at 6 feet 3 inches tall and weighing in at 225 pounds, hailing from Rzeszow, Poland... The Polish Freight Train... PO1SKI!"
"Enemies" by Shinedown hits over the loudspeakers in the arena. The majority of the crowd get on their feet as they await the arrival of the Polish Freight Train. A familiar figure emerges at the top of the ramp, and the cheers from the crowd reach a deafening roar. Po1ski simply nods to the crowd, keeping a calm expression on his face. He casually walks down the entrance ramp and enters the ring.
Alice Aoi: "Introducing next, standing at 6 feet tall and weighing in at 219 pounds, hailing from Cuidad de Mexico... The The Jazzman... REY 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.
Alice Aoi: "Introducing last, standing at 6 feet 4 inches tall and weighing in at 230 pounds, hailing from Harlem, New York... T-Rex... THADDEUS REX!"
"Carnivore" by Starset starts playing on the speakers as Thaddeus Rex wearing a hooded robe steps through the smoke and stops at the top of the entrance ramp. He shrugs off his hood as a mixed reaction comes from the crowd which is the result of the recent life changes he made. He makes his way to the ring and leaps to the apron and lets out a loud roar before he enters the ring. He flexes and stretches to loosen up before heading to his corner to wait 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! Right off the bat, Mandy Rigma charges at Rey Del Jazz as Po1ski and Thaddeus Rex engage... The Polish Freight Train and T-Rex engage in a test of strength as The Filipino Fighter and The Jazzman start trading shots. Dropkick by Rigma sends Rey into the canvas! Po1ski seem to be pushing T-Rex back slowly... Wait! A big knee to the gut from T-Rex stops Po1ski! Irish whip sends Po1ski to the ropes... T-Rex with a shoulder block... No! Po1ski remains standing!"
Brad Blood: "Mandy from the left... Slingblade on T-Rex! T-Rex is down! Mandy turns around and eats a big boot from Po1ski! Rey Del Jazz from the ropes... Springboard crossbody... No! Po1ski catches him in mid-air and counters it into a power slam! That shook the ring!"
Jim Jackson: "Thaddeus Rex rises back to his feet... Po1ski grabs him from behind... Back elbow shots from T-Rex stuns Po1ski allowing T-Rex to get his back instead! German suplex by Rex! Mandy Rigma hits the ropes... Springboard dropkick takes T-Rex down! The Jazzman staggers to his feet... Rigma runs towards him and hits a sunset flip! Both shoulders are down... No! Rey Del Jazz kicks out before the count of one."
Brad Blood: "Mandy Pulls Rey back up to his feet... Here comes T-Rex comes charging in taking both men down with a double clothesline! Rigma staggers to his feet first... Big uppercut by Rex stuns him! Rey pulls himself up... T-Rex with a body slam sends him back to the canvas! Rex turns around... A huge right hook from Po1ski rocks him! Po1ski with a sudden burst of open palm strikes sends T-Rex back! Spinning high kick knocks Rex down!"
Jim Jackson: "Po1ski turns around... Mandy Rigma delivers a swift but powerful kick right into his opponent's chin executing an explosive Pinoy Pride! Po1ski goes down! Rigma for the cover! No! Rey Del Jazz breaks the pinfall attempt with a falling double axe handle. The Jazzman gets a couple of shots in on Rigma... Irish whip sends The Filipino Fighter to the ropes! Del Jazz attempts a back body drop... Rigma leaps over him and hits the ropes once more... Springboard corkscrew crossbody by Rigma! Both shoulders are down!"
Jack B. Quick: "One! Tw..."
Brad Blood: "Rey gets a shoulder up! Rigma gets up... Po1ski takes him down with a big lariat from out of nowhere. T-Rex pulls himself up on the ropes... Po1ski comes charging in... Back body drop sends Po1ski over the top rope and into the outside! Here comes Rey charging towards Rex... Rex drops down pulling the top rope down with him and Rey flies over the top rope smashing into Po1ski!"
Jim Jackson: "Wait T-Rex exits to the apron... He's going for a flying double axe handle... No! Dropkick from behind by Mandy Rigma sends him off balance into Po1ski and Rey Del Jazz! The Filipino Fighter runs towards them... Handspring to a backflip over the top rope into a corkscrew senton takes everyone out! The crowd goes wild!"
Crowd: "THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!"
Brad Blood: "It's a jumble of bodies outside as all four men are down! Looks like Mandy also took himself out with that move! Rey Del Jazz seems to be stirring a bit... He crawls towards the apron to pull himself up... Rigma starts to move too... Rey grabs him and sends him towards the steel steps with an Irish whip... No! Rigma reverses it and it's Rey who slams into the steel steps!"
Jim Jackson: "Mandy Rigma grabs The Jazzman and slams his head into the steel steps a couple of times! He throws Rey Del Jazz back into the ring and quickly follows inside... Rigma for the cover..."
Jack B. Quick: "One! Two..."
Jim Jackson: "The Jazzman gets a shoulder up at two! Mandy Rigma leaps unto the ropes using it to launch himself where he spins his body in a corkscrew before bringing his leg down into his opponent's neck executing an exhilarating Katarungan! Rigma for the cover... No! Po1ski just pulled Mandy through the bottom rope from the outside! Clothesline attempt by Po1ski... The Filipino Fighter ducks and counters with an enzuigiri! Po1ski gets rocked but before Mandy can capitalize, Thaddeus Rex grabs him from behind... Dragon suplex on the outside!"
Brad Blood: "Oh man! T-Rex just folded Mandy in half! Po1ski with a spear just took out T-Rex! Wait here comes Rey Del Jazz through the ropes with a suicide dive... NO! Po1ski side steps and Rey skids into the floor outside! Po1ski grabs Rey and throws him towards the steel steps! Po1ski grabs Rey and hauls him up the steel steps... BRAINBUSTER ON THE STEEL STEPS!"
Crowd: "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"
Jim Jackson: "The Polish Freight Train throws Rey Del Jazz back into the ring! He goes for a cover! This could be it!"
Jack B. Quick: "One! Two! Thr..."
Jim Jackson: "The Jazzman defies the odds and manages to get his shoulder up at the last possible millisecond! T-Rex just pulled himself up on the apron... Po1ski spots him and comes charging in... Thaddeus Rex counters with an elbow shot! Po1ski staggers back giving T-Rex enough room to enter the ring. Big right hands by T-Rex sends Po1ski back... Po1ski tries to retaliate... T-Rex catches both his arms and immobilizes him! Thaddeus Rex holds both the opponent's arms under his own, and delivers a series of headbutts to his opponent, who is unable to counter executing an Unbridled Ferocity. Po1ski is down! T-Rex for the cover!"
Jack B. Quick: "One! Two..."
Brad Blood: "Po1ski gets a shoulder up at two! T-Rex gets back up to his feet... Mandy has made his way to the apron... Rex spots him and heads over and reaches over... Rigma slips between Rex's legs and tries to roll him up... No! Rex grabs him by the throat and pulls him up... Rigma fights free and counters with a jawbreaker! Rex staggers holding his jaw... Po1ski with a leaping overhand right punch knocks Rex down!"
Jim Jackson: "Mandy Rigma with a spinning wheel kick... Po1ski dodges it and hauls Rigma up from behind... Samoan drop on The Filipino Fighter... Rey Del Jazz is starting to stir... Po1ski quickly goes to work and hits a gutwrench suplex on The Jazzman! T-Rex shakes off the stars as he pulls himself up... Po1ski charges towards him but Thaddeus Rex somehow lands a big right from out of nowhere! Po1ski gets knocked back, Rex follows up with another right... No! Po1ski grabs T-Rex's wrist, puts his arm under his opponent's armpit, and hip throws them, executing a violent Ippon Seoi Nage! Po1ski hooks the leg!"
Jack B. Quick: "One! Two! Th..."
Brad Blood: "T-Rex kicks out! So close! Po1ski gets up and pulls T-Rex up with him... He has T-Rex in a waist lock... Dropkick by Mandy sends both men sprawling! Mandy sees Rey stirring... He waits for Rey to get up... Mandy Rigma delivers a swift but powerful kick... But Rey dodges it! Rey hits a neckbreaker on Mandy! He turns around... Po1ski grab s him and sends him to the canvas with a Russian leg sweep!"
Jim Jackson: "The Polish Freight Train turns around... Thaddeus Rex starts attacking him with stiff chops sending him to the corner! Irish whip by T-Rex sends Po1ski crashing to the opposite corner! T-Rex comes charging in for a big body avalanche... No! Po1ski dodges and T-Rex hits the turnbuckles chest first! Mandy Rigma leaps unto the ropes using it to launch himself where he spins his body in a corkscrew before bringing his leg down into his opponent's neck executing an exhilarating Katarungan from out of nowhere! Po1ski is down! Running shoulder block from T-Rex takes Rigma down! Rex for the cover!"
Jack B. Quick: "One! Two..."
Brad Blood: "Mandy gets a shoulder up at two! Rex starts attacking with a series of hard stomps on Rigma... Rey staggers back to his feet... T-Rex picks him up! SPINEBUSTER RIGHT INTO MANDY RIGMA!!! T-Rex for the cover!"
Jack B. Quick: "One! Two! Thr..."
Jim Jackson: "Somehow Rey Del Jazz hangs on! What a match! What a match! T-Rex picks Mandy Rigma up on his shoulders for a power bomb... Rigma realizes his predicament and starts desperately to throw punches and elbows at Thaddeus Rex's head! T-Rex staggers backwards due to the blows... Rigma leaps over Rex's head and lands on the top turnbuckle! Rigma turns around... T-Rex leaps up and attacks Rigma with some stiff forearm shots! T-Rex sets Mandy up for a superplex..."
Brad Blood: "WAIT! PO1SKI SLIPS IN UNDER T-REX! POWERBOMB SUPERPLEX TOWER COMBO! T-REX AND MANDY SLAMS INTO THE CANVAS HARD!!! The crowd is on their feet!"
Crowd: "THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!"
Jim Jackson: "Po1ski quickly hooks Mandy Rigma's leg!"
Jack B. Quick: "One! Two! Thr..."
Brad Blood: "Ohhh! So close! Po1ski shifts his attention to T-Rex and goes for the cover..."
Jack B. Quick: "One! Two! Thr..."
Jim Jackson: "Thaddeus Rex also gets a shoulder up! Po1ski can't believe that both men could still kick out! What a contest this is! Wait! Rey Del Jazz has somehow pulled himself up on the ropes... He moves towards The Polish Freight Train... Spinning side kick by The Jazzman... No! Po1ski catches his leg and takes him down with a dragon leg screw! Rey staggers back up to his feet... Hip toss by Po1ski sends him down once more... Rey stubbornly pulls himself up... Po1ski waits for Rey Del Jazz to come towards him, and then hits them with a violent front kick to their jaw, executing a devastating Teep Kick."
Brad Blood: "OHHH! TEEP KICK CONNECTS! REY CRUMPLES TO THE CANVAS!"
Jim Jackson: "Po1ski quickly hooks the leg! Both T-Rex and Mandy Rigma are still out!"
Brad Blood: "The referee starts the count!"
Jack B. Quick: "One! Two! Three!"
DING! DING! DING!
Alice Aoi: "The winner of this match by pinfall... The Polish Freight Train... PO1SKI!"
Jim Jackson: "AND WE HAVE A NEW NUMBER ONE CONTENDER! Po1ski wins the fatal four-way and he shall challenge Johnny Fortune for the RoC World Title this coming January at our iPPV Anarchy! This will certainly be something we all will be looking forwar... What the?!"
Brad Blood: "It's Alexander Melchiott! Melchiott just slipped in the ring and decked Po1ski from behind with a steel chair!"
Crowd: "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
Alexander Melchiott laughs at his fallen victim before shoving him out of the ring with a boot. Turning towards the announce desk, Melchiott requests a microphone and snatches it out of the crew member's hand. A chorus of boos rain down on Melchiott as he turns to face the crowd.
Alexander Melchiott: "Did you really think that I ran off into the sunset with Andrew Hunter to go gambling? I mean, I did, and we won a lot of money and got kicked out of a lot of casinos... but that's beside the point. It was never my intention to be gone for very long, after all, look at all I've done for this place. I've raised the prestige of titles, booked entertaining shows, and ultimately put a shit-ton of asses in those seats. I've made these worthless idiots that you adore look like legitimate competitors by allowing them to share the ring with the great Alexander Melchiott. You're welcome."
Melchiott gives the crowd a wink before turning to face the backstage area.
Alexander Melchiott: "It seems that things have changed a bit while I was gone. We have a new World Heavyweight in Johnny Fortune. He once again managed to hold the Lightweight Championship at the same time that he held the World Heavyweight Championship... but this time he merged the titles to become the last Lightweight Champion in Ring of Chaos history. I must commend you Mr. Fortune -- that's a pretty impressive accolade. Well, impressive if you don't take into account that I wasn't here. In fact, your title reign has an asterisk next to it. An asterisk that says "won when Alexander Melchiott wasn't here". And you have an asterisk that says "defeated a moronic waste of space who had no business being the champion in the first place". Let's face it Fortune, every time you've gone up against me... you've lost! If I had been here then neither you nor that wimp would have EVER touched that title; it would be around MY waist right now!"
After letting out a cocky laugh, Melchiott holds up a single finger.
Alexander Melchiott: "But don't worry, Fortune, I'm not here for your title... yet! While I will be the one to end the "Fortunate Empire", it isn't quite time for that just yet. No, I actually have to applaud you for saving the World title from the former champion and sending that whiny little bitch back to the hole he crawled out of. You did me a favor by cleaning him out of this place, and in return, I'll let you hold on to that belt a little while longer."
Melchiott gives a smug little smile before switching to a more serious disposition.
Alexander Melchiott: "Since the birth of this company, I have been the sun to this universe! This place has ALWAYS revolved around me and my wishes. If I wanted to win a belt, I won it. If I wanted someone to lose, they lost. I have always gotten my way and I've always influenced every single aspect of this place, whether I was present or not. Well, it's time for me to reinforce that truth. Two losers have been sent packing from this federation. Little Cecilia couldn't hack it and took her money and went home. She always used her parents to get her way, riding the coattails of her father while using her mother's money to get her way. I'm rich too, but I don't buy out other wrestlers to have them watch my back. She was a sad excuse of a wrestler, and now she's gone. Let's keep that trend going. From now on, I'm going to be the "janitor" of this place. I'm take the trash out to the dumpster that it belongs in. Any and every person on the roster who I deem weak will be removed. For too long, this place has been held back and tainted by the absolute scum of the wrestling world. For too long, this place has been endured the presence of the most undeserving, pathetic, untalented trash. I'm going to bring all of that to an end."
With a confident smile, Melchiott turns and walks to the center of the ring. Ignoring the boos of the crowd, Melchiott brings the microphone back up to his lips.
Alexander Melchiott: "You may not like to admit it, but I've done more for this company than any other person on the planet. This place will die when I want it to die and not a second before! Whether you lot like it or not, I am your savior! I am the savior that you all need! You don't deserve me, but I'm magnanimous enough to overlook that. Trust me, when I'm done, you all will be thanking me. I'll usher in a new Golden Age to Ring of Chaos -- and that not a promise, it's a prophecy."
Dropping the microphone, Melchiott holds his arms out wide, reveling in the boos of the audience. Soon enough, those boos will be cheers. Soon enough, Melchiott's dreams will come to fruition. Soon... this will all be over.
A pink Vespa rolls into the parking area and into a parking space reserved for Ring of Chaos talents. The engine shuts off as The Transsexual Superstar Boy Bakla alights from it and slings a gym bag over her shoulders. Julie Rodriguez quickly engages Bakla hoping to get an impromptu interview.
Julie Rodriguez: "Excuse me, Boy Bakla? I was hoping I can get a few words from you in regards to your title match this evening."
Boy Bakla: "A few words? Julie, girlfriend, you want a few words? Well here's my few words... I'm gonna win that RoC Chaos Title."
Bakla continues to walk as Julie quickly tries to follow up with another question.
Julie Rodriguez: "You may say that but Gus is not an easy mark, he's a good champ and so far has defended the RoC Chaos Title successfully."
Boy Bakla: "That doesn't mean that he'll be always successful Julie dear. Yes, Gus is a great competitor, a great champion but do remember, this is a chaos match tonight, there are no rules, that alone evens out the playing field."
Bakla reaches the door to the building and opens it as Julie shoots out one more question.
Julie Rodriguez: "Well many others think otherwise, they think that the chaos match plays into Gus' forte, that he'll be the one with a big advantage, what do you say to that?"
Bakla smirks and replies.
Boy Bakla: "I've proven myself again and again inside that ring, let the doubters doubt, it's a free country, but I hope they are ready to be proven wrong. Now if you'll excuse me girlfriend, I have a match to prepare for."
With that Bakla enters the building and walks off leaving Julie Rodriguez behind as the scene slowly fades.
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Re: Chaos Supreme 12/11/2016
by Thaddeus Rex Mon Dec 12, 2016 6:10 am
After commercial break the camera opens up to what looks like an underground fight. A drunken crowd is chanting various things as money is passed between betters and what looks like to be a bookie. Two men enter the makeshift arena. Man number one is battered and bruised. He is slightly hunched over and looks to be a little out of breath. He has a shiner for a right eye and crusty blood all over his face. He has scars of various size across his chest. But he is a well built man, 6'2'' maybe 6'3" about 225-250 lbs. Walks with the a certain confidence. A man with a plan. Someone who has been backed into a corner before and, win or lose, has survived each encounter. He has white tape on his hands, a pair of ripped blue jeans and some generic looking shoes.
Man 2 on the other hand is cocky. He has this big, shit eating grin on his beautiful, well kept face. He has an immaculate mustache that is well groomed and looks to be properly fed. He has a perfectly constructed beard that instantiates his perfectly round head. He has a perfect constructed nose. One that looks to have had work done on it in the past. And when he smiles, you can see his perfectly straight, white teeth. Like man number one, he is well built. Slightly shorter at 6'1" and a little lighter at 200, maybe 225 lbs. Man number two is standing up perfectly erect. His gait say that he is full of life, arrogance. A man who hasn't had to do hard work a day in his life. A man used to the easy life and having everything go his way. Man 2, like man 1 is dressed in jeans, generic shoes and some white wraps on his hands.
What passes as a referee, enters the ring and shouts: Fight!.
Man 2, knowing his opponent is weak charges at man 1. He lands a few blows on man 1. Some to the face, some to the body. Man 2 knees man 1 in the gut and elbows him in the back of the head. Man 1 falls on the floor. Man 2 walks around the make shift ring as the fans start to jeer. The ref checks on man 1 as he slowly gets up. Not seeing this man 2 starts gloating. He can be heard shouting: I am the best. Man 2, using the ref to help himself up, gets up an slowly makes his way to Man 2. Man 2 is completely unaware of man 1, when he feels a tap on his shoulder. Man 2 turns around and gets a hay-maker to the face. Man 2 stumbles back. Man 1 spits as blood runs down his newly re-broken nose. Man 2 charges at man 1 but this time man 1 is ready he flips man 2 over his shoulder. Man 2 falls onto the floor. Man 2 rolls over on to his stomach and goes to get up but is punted in the head by Man 1.
Seeing this, the ref call's the match and raises Man 1's hands. The crowd goes wild. Money changes hands as Man 1 leaves the make shift ring as the next group of guys get into the ring.
Man 1 puts on his ripped shirt while the bookie comes by.
Bookie: "Great job out their kid! You are slowly starting to make a name for your self. Fighting twice in one night and coming out the victor will get you more notoriety. Who know's maybe one day you will end up in the UFC or in the WWE."
Man 1: "Listen Viktor, just give me my monies. I need to pay some people back and they don't care about my future."
Viktor: "Ya got to stop running with the wrong crowds kid. Eventually this shit will catch up with you."
Man 1: "You mean to tell me it hasn't already? I owe the mob money and have pissed off all the wrong people. I live in a beat up car, scrapping by on fights like these. What could be possibly worse than this?"
Viktor: "It can always be worse kid. You could be dead."
Viktor hands the kid his money.
Viktor: "Take care kid. I have to get back to taking people's money. When you are ready for some more fights, let me know."
The scene fades and we are back in the arena. A new camera zooms in on the announce team of Jim Jackson and Brad Blood.
Jim Jackson: "I am in complete shock after what we just saw."
Brad Blood: "What is so shocking? The man with the scars got lucky. Man 2 should have won but took his eyes off the prize. As much as I love our beloved GM. Brad roles his eyesOur GM, Lee Morrison needs to stop hiring such trash. We had guys like Supernatural, who couldn't fight his way out of a paper bag. That turd Tyler "Ak-14" Norton. That guy was an embarrassment to the human race let alone white trash."
Jim Jackson: "Brad, show some respect. Tyler was the first ever chaos champion. Besides Man 1, clearly had been thru another fight. Who is to say that he wouldn't have single-handedly destroyed man 2. Man 1 clearly has some skills. To throw someone over your shoulder like that hints at a background in mixed martial arts. Besides, did you see his form? Even tired, you could see that man 1 had the grace of a boxer. He moved relatively well."
Brad Blood: "Whatever you say Jim. When he gets in the ring, we will truly see if he can stand up to the wrestlers of Ring of Chaos."
The scene fades as the audience sees Brad roll his eyes at Jim's comments.
VS 
Jim Jackson: "And here it is, the match everyone has been waiting for... The main event of the evening where Gus shall be defending his RoC Chaos Title against Boy Bakla!"
Brad Blood: "That tranny is gonna get killed! It is no way in the league of Gus, the level of hardcore in this match certainly gives the advantage to The Psychopath..."
Alice Aoi: "The following match is a chaos match scheduled for one fall and IS FOR THE ROC CHAOS CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first the challenger, standing in 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 in at 6 feet 4 inches tall and weighing in at 245 pounds, hailing from Des Moines, Iowa... He is your current and reigning ROC CHAOS CHAMPION... The Psychopath... 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: "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! Boy Bakla slips out of the ring and looks under the apron... She pulls out two steel chairs and heads back into the ring..."
Brad Blood: "What the? Bakla is handing one steel chair to Gus who accepts it! Just what are they do..."
WHACK!
Jim Jackson: "BOY BAKLA JUST HIT GUS WITH THE STEEL CHAIR!"
Brad Blood: "Gus remains standing and retaliates with a chair shot of his own!"
WHACK!
Jim Jackson: "Boy Bakla remains standing and shakes off the chair shot!"
WHACK!
Brad Blood: "Whoa! Gus just took another chair shot but he somehow still remains on his feet!"
WHACK!
Jim Jackson: "Boy Bakla takes another chair shot from Gus! We can see her legs wobble but she manages to stay upright! Gus is now beckoning for Bakla to retaliate!"
WHACK!
Brad Blood: "Another chair shot to Gus' head! Gus starts to waver but firmly plants his feet!"
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
Jim Jackson: "Both wrestlers start trading chair shots consecutively!"
Brad Blood: "They are both busted open Jim but the crowd is eating this up!"
Crowd: "THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!"
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
Jim Jackson: "AND THE BARBARITY CONTINUES! BOTH WRESTLERS HAVE NOW FALLEN ON THEIR KNEES BUT THEY STILL CONTINUE TO POUND AWAY AT EACH OTHER WITH THOSE CHAIR SHOTS!"
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
Brad Blood: "This is unprecedented Jim! Both men will end up with a severe concussion if they still haven't! Both of them are bloody messes now!"
Jim Jackson: "This is... Someone stop this! This can't continue on..."
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK! WHACK!
Brad Blood: "OHH!!! BOTH OF THEM HIT EACH OTHER AT THE SAME TIME! BOTH BAKLA AND GUS COLLAPSE TO THE CANVAS IN A POOL OF BLOOD!"
Jim Jackson: "The referee goes in to check them out! He's beginning a ten count!"
Jack B. Nimble: "ONE!"
Jack B. Nimble: "TWO!"
Jack B. Nimble: "THREE!"
Jack B. Nimble: "FOUR!"
Jack B. Nimble: "FIVE!"
Jack B. Nimble: "SIX!"
Jack B. Nimble: "SEVEN!"
Jack B. Nimble: "EIGHT!"
Jack B. Nimble: "NINE!"
Jack B. Nimble: "TEN!"
Brad Blood: "AND BOTH MEN ARE DOWN FOR THE COUNT! No one got up after that brutal chair shot contest! The referee is calling for the bell!"
DING! DING! DING!
Alice Aoi: "Ladies and gentlemen, this match has been declared a draw due to a double knock out! So STILL YOUR ROC CHAOS CHAMPION... The Psychopath... GUS!"
Jim Jackson: "EMTs are rushing into the ring to check up on both wrestlers... What a brutal way to end the evening."
Brad Blood: "Are you kidding?! That was awesome! I mean my mind is blown! BLOWN JIM BLOWN!"
Brad Blood: "My mind is still blown at the brutality of tonight's main event Jim!"
Jim Jackson: "I know, I hope that both Boy Bakla and Gus will be able to recover fully. But what a show! What a show! First we have Boulder and Yuki Monotomo fighting for the chance to become the new number one contender for the RoC Chaos Title. Then we crowned a new no.1 Tag Team Contender with The Bloodbound consisting of Johnny Fortune and Ray Kamaura!"
Brad Blood: "Don't forget Po1ski winning the fatal four-way and becoming our no. 1 contender for the World Title AND... And Alexander Melchiott's sudden return to the RoC! Man... What a turn of events! Then we had the Chaos Title match that is still mind fucking my brain cells! What a night indeed! What a way to end the year!"
Jim Jackson: "You got that right Brad, it will take us a while to digest everything that happened tonight... Honestly I would still like to stay and chat but we are out of time... So until next year... Good fight, good night... AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!"
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