Chaos Supreme 01/12/2017

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Chaos Supreme 01/12/2017

Post by Thaddeus Rex on Sun Jan 15, 2017 2:24 pm



VS

Jim Jackson: "And we kick off our first dark match of the year with The Charismatic Crippler taking on Xavier Blood!"

Brad Blood: "I'll have you know Jim my boy Xavier has been training with the best of the best! He absolutely spared no expenses hiring the best trainers and tonight, all that training shall bear fruit as he puts away C4! Colton's number is up!"

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

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

Alice Aoi: "Introducing next, standing in at 5 feet 11 inches tall and weighing in at 195 pounds, hailing from Houston, Texas... Gorgeous... XAVIER BLOOD!"

"Bloody Monday" by U2 starts playing on the loudspeakers as Xavier Blood leaps out from the entrance tunnel. Brad Blood cheers wildly for his son as Xavier Blood makes his way to the ring.

Brad Blood: "YEAH! WOO! KICK C4'S BUTT!"

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! Xavier Blood charges towards The Charismatic Crippler in a flash! He brakes and feints! Blood leaps into the ropes instead as Colton Charles Cai Cobb misses a big right hook! Blood off the ropes..."

Brad Blood: "WOOHOO! GET 'IM BOY! GE.... EH?!"

Jim Jackson: "C4 SUDDENLY SPINS AND THROWS A FLYING KNEE INTERCEPTING XAVIER BLOOD'S SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY IN MID-AIR! XAVIER IS DOWN! Xavier Blood tries to pull himself up.... Colton Charles Cai Cobb knocks his opponent down and sits on his opponent's back. Grabbing both his opponent's arms, Colton Charles Cai Cobb pulls them across his opponents neck in a "X" until his opponent passes out executing an excruciating RDX!"

Brad Blood: "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Jim Jackson: "The referee calls for the bell!"


DING! DING! DING!

Alice Aoi: "The winner of this match by submission... The Charismatic Crippler C4... COLTON CHARLES CAI COBB!"

Jim Jackson: "And C4 makes quick work of Xavier Blood... I hope he gets a refund from his so-called best of the best trainers..."

Brad Blood: "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU~!"






Jim Jackson: "Good evening and welcome ladies and gentlemen to the FIRST Ring of Chaos show of the year! We are proud to bring you all the first Chaos Supreme of 2017 and we hope you will enjoy tonight's show! Joining me here at the announce table is my partner in crime, Brad Blood who still seems to be in shock after his son's spectacular loss in the dark match earlier tonight."

Brad Blood: "..."

Jim Jackson: "Aaand let's get this show rolling... As Alice always says... IT'S TIME TO LET CHAOS REIGN SUPREME!"






The lights go black as the beginnings of Stone Temple Pilots' "Dead and Bloated" is played over the speakers. 17 seconds into the song the lights return to reveal Johnny Fortune dressed in his leather jacket and hoodie with the hulled pulled up at the top of entrance ramp. He sits on a steel chair for a few seconds, before slowly pulling down the hood and standing from his seat. He brings the steel chair with him on his way down the ramp, ignoring any jeering from the patrons in the seats as he tosses the chair into the ring. He picks up the steel chair and places it up in the center of the ring, he calls for a microphone and adjusts the Ring of Chaos Championship around his waste.

Johnny Fortune: "Hellooooooo Ring of Chaos! Did you miss me? Did you miss the presence of your champion? Did you miss each and every missed opportunity to be addressed by the Chaotic God himself?"

The crowd lets out a cavalcade of boos and jeers as Johnny Fortune sits in the ring chuckling to himself.

Johnny Fortune: "So you did miss me? Well, I suppose I better not disappoint you all. Now, as my Bloodbound prepares for their respective matches tonight you may not hear from them. So allow me to say exactly what they'll be doing tonight. Winning. Unlike folks like Po1ski, who waste their time attempting to stand in the same ring with legendary figures, my Bloodbound have been hyper focused on the highest prizes in the company. Camerella Videoh, somebody who has almost zero wrestling experience, will not only survive the women's match and come out on top, Cam will destroy the garbage opponents she has in that ring all by her lonesome. Why? Because under my tutelage no wrestler could possibly lose to such lack of talent."

The Fortunate One leans back in his chair, clearly relaxed at tonight's events.

Johnny Fortune: "Now, Raymond, for all of his faults, I can guarantee that an opponent like Aatrox is going to stand up in that ring across from the Wayward Son only to be knocked on his ass only until Ray decides to pick him up again. If Ray can stand in the ring with me, the ruler of the Fortunate Empire, The Ring of Chaos Champion, Aatrox is but another fly to be swatted. Now, what of Yuki? He's in the ring with Boulder, somebody who might actually have some tale-"

Before Johnny Fortune can finish his sentence he bursts out laughing.

Johnny Fortune: "Stop, I'm sorry. I thought I could say it with a straight face, but god damn Boulder couldn't find out how to light a candle much less hold one to anyone under my instruction! For those of you in the crowd tonight who doubt me, you're wrong and you'll see what being instructed by me will do for you in this ring."

The Chaotic God drops his microphone and grabs his chair, beginning his walk to the back.






VS

Jim Jackson: "And tonight we have a clash between to giants! Aatrox shall be taking on Ray Kamaura in what could become one of the most talked about matches in Ring of Chaos history!"

Brad Blood: "It's monster versus monster Jim! These two men are dangerous by their own rights! A clash of the titans if you will! The question is, will the ring survive when these two monsters collide?"

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, standing in at 6 feet 8 inches tall and weighing in at 350 pounds, hailing from St. Louis, Missouri... The Doomsday Device... AATROX!"

"Cradle of Filth" by Nymphetamine blast through the arena as Aatrox comes out first as his manager Manolo Firman walks from behind. They stop after a few steps and Aatrox does a pose to signify pryos to coming out from behind before continuing to walk to the ring. Once Aatrox gets to the ring, Manolo stays outside and to a corner while Aatrox awaits his opponent.

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

"Carry on My Wayward Son" by Kansas plays as 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.

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! Both men advance towards each other and lock hands... They are going for a test of stre... WHA?!"

Brad Blood: "WHAT HAPPENED TO THE LIGHTS?! SOMEONE TURNED OFF THE LIGHTS!"

WHACK! WHACK! BAM! SMASH!

Jim Jackson: "What's that sound?! We hear something but with the lights turned off we still don't know what's happen..."

Brad Blood: "The lights are back and... HOLY CRAP! IT'S ENTROPY! ENTROPY IS STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING AND ON HIS FEET ARE THE UNCONSCIOUS BODIES OF BOTH RAY KAMAURA AND AATROX!"

Jim Jackson: "Marcus Troy is entering the ring with a smug look on his face amidst the booing from the crowd!"

Ignoring the loud booing Marcus Troy smirks as he looks down on the fallen wrestlers. He pats Entropy on the back and begins to address the crowd.

Marcus Troy: "Looks like this Doomsday Device over here is nothing but a dud.."

Marcus Troy nudges Aatrox with his foot as the crowd begins to boo again. He then turns his attention at Ray Kamaura...

Marcus Troy: "And this follower of a certain Chaotic God was easily swallowed up by The Embodiment of Chaos, my client... My son... ENTROPY! You see, this is what happens when you decide to follow a false god Mr. Kamaura... He may call himself The Chaotic God but he is nothing but someone who borrows strength from Chaos, he's not a god, he's just a mortal who is deluded into thinking he is one... There is only one true representation of Chaos here in RoC and that's the man standing in the ring right now and soon he shall once again enshroud Ring of Chaos with total anarchy as he takes his rightful place on the top."

With that Marcus Troy drops the mic and exits the ring as "The Last Steampunk Waltz" by Ghostfire starts to play on the speakers. Entropy follows closely behind as the crowd boo loudly at Troy and his son.

Jim Jackson: "What a statement from Marcus Troy! Looks like Entropy has made a return and on his sights... The Chaotic God and The Bloodbound!"

Brad Blood: "EMTs are rushing towards the ring to check upon Aatrox and Ray... It's still early in the evening but it seems that Chaos is already reigning supreme here in RoC!"






Though partially hidden in the shadows, the form of Thaddeus Rex cannot be mistaken sitting inside the dimly lit locker room.  A towel draped over his shoulders as small beads of sweat reflect what little light there is in the room casting little shimmers upon his ebony skin.  T-Rex slowly opens his eyes as the whites in his eyes cut through the darkness projecting his emotions which is as clear as if he spoke.  With a deep breath Thaddeus Rex addresses the camera.

Thaddeus Rex:  "Tonight I shall take upon the role of gatekeeper here in Ring of Chaos as Bobby Dollar tries to see if he shall make the cut.  Many have tried to step forth into the RoC ring but only a few can hold their heads high and proud and claim that up until now they remain standing.  So Bobby, do you have what it takes to survive what RoC?  Do you have what it takes to survive...  ME?!"

Thaddeus Rex stands up and moves closer towards the camera forcing it to zoom into his face.

Thaddeus Rex:  "Tonight you shall be tested, tonight you shall taken to the limits of your body Mr. Dollar, and let us all hope you won't be found wanting..."

With that T-Rex walks off from the view as the scene slowly fades to black.



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Re: Chaos Supreme 01/12/2017

Post by Thaddeus Rex on Mon Jan 16, 2017 1:32 am



VS

Jim Jackson:  "Up next, we have newcomer Bobby Dollar taking on Thaddeus Rex!"

Brad Blood:  "Who is this Bobby Dollar?  I never heard of him."

Jim Jackson:  "Well whoever he is, I hope he's ready to step into that ring..."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall!  Introducing first, standing at 6 feet 5 inches tall and weighing in at 225 pounds, hailing from New York, New York...  The Natural...  BOBBY DOLLAR!"

"Watch over you" by Alterbridge. Bobby Dollar rides down on a Harley to the ring.

Alice Aoi:  "Introducing next, 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:  "There's the bell!  T-Rex charges in and takes Bobby Dollar down with a stiff clothesline!  Dollar tries to get back up... Thaddeus Rex with a stiff knee rocks him!  Body slam by Rex doesn't even give Bobby any room to breathe.  T-Rex for a leg drop...  Dollar manages to roll away at the last moment!"

Brad Blood:  "Bobby goes on the offensive and throws a couple of punches...  T-Rex manages to block all of them!  Things do not look bright for Bobby!"

Jim Jackson:  "Big uppercut from Thaddeus Rex sneaks in rocking The Natural!  Powerslam by Rex!  Dollar is down!  Rex for the cover..."

Jack B. Quick:  "One! Tw..."

Brad Blood:  "Bobby gets his shoulder up but Rex quickly begins to stomp on the newcomer!  Bobby tries to fight his way back to his feet...  No!  T-Rex stuns him with a big haymaker!"

Jim Jackson:  "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.  Bobby Dollar falls to his knees!  Big kick by Rex to the side of Bobby's head drops him!  T-Rex hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One! Two! Th..."

Brad Blood:  "Bobby manages to kick out!  But things are not looking good for him...  Bobby tries to pull himself up..."

Jim Jackson:  "Thaddeus Rex stands behind his opponent and slips both arms underneath the opponent's armpits and locks his hands behind his neck, pushing the opponent's head forward against his chest before hauling his opponent overhead in an arc by bridging his back sending his opponent crashing into the canvas head first then holds the position pinning both shoulders to the canvas executing a spine-shattering Ambush."

Brad Blood:  "OHHH!  That is gonna leave a mark!  T-Rex for the cover!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One! Two! Three!"

DING!  DING!  DING!

Alice Aoi:  "The winner of this match by pinfall...  T-Rex...  THADDEUS REX!"

Jim Jackson:  "And T-Rex quickly dispatches of Bobby Dollar..."

Brad Blood:  "Man...  Bobby is gonna feel that in the morning...  This match was totally one sided..."






The scene opens backstage where a scuffle is heard.  The camera pans towards the sound of what appears to be a backstage altercation...  Between Nao Fook Yu and Nao Fook Mi!  Currently Fook Mi has her twin sister in a kimura lock shoved against the wall.

Nao Fook Mi:  "This has got to stop sis!  Aren't you tired of this?  Is this how it will always be when we see each other?"

There is really a deep concern felt from the voice of Fook Mi.

Nao Fook Yu grunts as she tries to push free, futile as it may seem.


Nao Fook Yu:  "What?  You can't handle a little sibling rivalry?"

Fook Mi replies trying to taunt her sister some more.

Nao Fook Yu:  "Is the perfect daughter worried I may take her place?  You were the favorite one, you were the one blessed with all the success...  It's always you... You...  YOU!!!  No sis...  Tonight...  In that elimination match, it's going to be ME!"

With a strong push Fook Yu breaks out of the hold and spins around throwing a spinning back elbow which her sister barely dodges.

There is a sad look on Fook Mi's eyes as she looks back at her estranged twin...


Nao Fook Mi:  "Sigh...  This has got to end sister...  If what it takes for me to drive some sense into you is to beat you again tonight, then I shall beat you again.  And for the record...  We were equally loved by our parents...  You were just so jaded in your own little reality to see it.  But worry not...  Tonight, I shall open your eyes to the truth."

Before the two ladies could engage again, security has come in and quickly separate the two women who are still intently staring at each other as the scene slowly fades.






Christy Chase breathes heavily as she slumps down in the corner of the training ring.  Chuck Norris nods as he exits the ring signifying the end of the sparring session.  As Christy wipes the sweat from her brow, she tilts her head upwards and looks up at the lights wondering if tonight will be her night...

She quickly shakes her head to clear it of any doubts as she clenches her fist tight...  With one fluid motion she leaps up to her feet...


Christy Chase:  "Yes...  Tonight I shall defeat them all..."

Christy mutters under her breath to no one in particular.  She the proceeds to pack up her belongings as the scene slowly fades.






VS

VS

VS

Jim Jackson:  "Four women, one title shot...  Who shall walk away tonight the number one contender for the RoC Women's Championship?  Who shall Cecilia Christiansen face at RoC Anarchy in two weeks?  Well, we'll find out tonight."

Brad Blood:  "Well this is Cam's first major match, unlike the other three girls, she's practically a noob in the ring.  It will be interesting to see what she can bring to the table against RoC's veteran women."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a four-way elimination match!  Introducing first, standing at 5 feet 5 inches tall and weighing in at 121 pounds, hailing from Los Angeles, California...  CAMERELLA VIDEOH!"

"Shadows" by Lindsey Stirling sounds while camera flashes are heard. Camerella Video walks down the ramp with her camera in hand, showing audience reactions on the jumbotron. She sets her camera on the table in front of Brad Blood carefully before entering the ring.

Alice Aoi:  "Introducing next, standing at 5 feet 10 inches tall and weighing in at 150 pounds, hailing from Seattle, Washington...  CHRISTY CHASE!"

"Chasing the Dream" by Alex Kassel starts playing on the speakers as Christy Chase dashes through the curtains waving to the crowd as she makes her way to the ring. With a huge leap she lands on the ring apron and slingshots herself into the ring using the top rope. She lands perfectly, waves one final time to the crowd before heading to her corner.

Alice Aoi:  "Introducing next, standing at 5 feet 6 inches and weighing in at 130 pounds, hailing from Shichuan, China...  NAO FOOK MI!"

Oriental music played from a guqin starts playing on the speakers as a slow mist rises from the top of the entrance ramp. A silhouette dancing with 2 large paper fans is seen from behind the mist. As the mist slowly dissipates the crowd bursts into applause as the silhouette is revealed to be the oriental superstar Nao Fook Mi. Closing the fans, Fook Mi makes her way down the ramp waving to the fans, she enters the ring and gives a customary bow to the fans before she heads to her corner and waits for the match to begin.

Alice Aoi:  "Introducing last, standing at 5 feet 6 inches tall and weighing in at 130 pounds, hailing from Shichuan, China...  NAO FOOK YU!"

Oriental music starts playing on the background as smoke covers the mouth of the entrance tunnel. Out leaps Nao Fook Yu, she’s wearing a short cheongsam and quickly makes her way down entrance ramp and enters the ring. She bows and gives her respect to the crowd before heading to her corner.

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!  It's a four-way elimination match and it seems that Camerella Videoh and Christy Chase shall be kicking things off while the Fook sisters are waiting in their respective corners.  Cam and Christy lock arms...  Camerella shows us her superior technical ability as she quickly spins and gets Chase in a side headlock!"

Brad Blood:  "Christy shoves Cam off her and into the ropes...  Cam holds on to the top rope and stops herself from bouncing back...  Christy comes charging in...  Right into a spin kick!  Headscissor takedown by Camerella!  She goes for the cover..."

Jack B. Nimble:  "One..."

Jim Jackson:  "Christy Chase gets a shoulder up easy.  Camerella Videoh pulls Christy up and sets her up for a suplex...  No!  Chase lands behind her!  Reverse neckbreaker!"

Brad Blood:  "Christy goes to the top turnbuckle...  Senton splash...  NO!  Cam gets her knees up and Christy goes down hard!  Cam struggles to her feet and shakes things off."

Jim Jackson:  "Camerella Videoh off the second rope with a springboard body splash!  She quickly hooks the leg!  Is this enough?"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Tw..."

Brad Blood:  "Apparently not!  She barely got a two count in...  Cam goes high risk as she climbs to the top turnbuckle...  Moonsault by Cam connects!  She hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two..."

Jim Jackson:  "Christy Chase kicks out!  Camerella Videoh picks Christy up and hauls her over her shoulders...  No!  Christy starts throwing elbows into the side of Videoh's head!  Camerella's grasp loosens and Christy slips down!  Dropkick sends Cam to the ropes!  Cam comes bouncing back...  Right into a back body drop!"

Brad Blood:  "Christy is still hurting so she makes her way to Fook Yu going for a tag...  Wait!  Whu?  Fook Yu leaps off the apron!  Christy looks at her with surprise as the crowd boo loudly...   Though thinking about it, that is a brilliant strategy! Cam with a forearm from behind!"

Jim Jackson:  "Camerella Videoh Irish whips Christy Chase into a turnbuckle.  She lowers to one knee, and lines up as if she would for a picture.  As Christy shakes off the turnbuckle, Cam delivers an ax kick over Christy Chase's head.  It's a Photo Finish!  Cam for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two!  Three!"

DING!  DING!  DING!

Alice Aoi:  "Chirsty Chase has been eliminated!"

Brad Blood:  "One down, three ladies left and it seems that it's Fook Yu entering the ring...  Right off the bat she charges towards Cam!  Cam ducks the clothesline attempt and counters with a hurricanrana out of nowhere!  Fook Yu is sent flying but enters a roll and quickly rolls back into her feet!"

Jim Jackson:  "Camerella Videoh takes a step as if she's gonna engage...  NO!  Cam goes for Nao Fook Mi and gets a tag!  Fook Mi enters the ring and engages her sister!  This long running feud between these two twin sisters have been going on for quite some time already!  Both ladies throw caution to the wind and begin to brawl!"

Brad Blood:  "Looks like Fook Yu is getting the better of that exchange as her fists sends Fook Mi to the corner!  Brutal elbow and uppercuts from Fook Yu keeps her sister in the corner...  Fook Yu gets some distance...  She comes running in...  Ooh!  Dropkick into the corner and Fook Mi goes down!"

Jim Jackson:  "That brutal dropkick certainly did some damage...  Fook Yu starts showboating!  She's disrespecting her own sister slapping her around as the crowd begin to boo."

Brad Blood:  "WAIT!  FOOK MI SUDDENLY REACHES UP AND PULLS FOOK YU DOWN ROLLING HER IN A SMALL PACKAGE!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two!  Three!"

Jim Jackson:  "THE CROWD GOES WILD AS FOOK YU GETS COUNTED TO THREE!"

DING!  DING!  DING!

Alice Aoi:  "Nao Fook Yu has been eliminated!"

Brad Blood:  "Fook Yu is not happy, she's starts arguing with the ref but the ref sticks by his counting and sends Fook Yu out of the ring!   Nao Fook Mi once again beats her sister!"

Jim Jackson:  "And it's now down to two!  Camerella Videoh enters the ring and both ladies eye each other cautiously...  Nao Fook Mi starts to slowly circle around...  She lunges in at Camerella who barely manages to leap away!  Fook Mi with a spinning back kick knocks Cam into the ropes!  Fook Mi charges in...  Camerella Videoh delivers a boot to the side of Nao Fook Mi's head.  She backs away and makes pretends to crank an old camera.  Are we rolling!?  Cam sweeps out Fook Mi's feet from under but Fook Mi quickly rolls away under the ropes and into the apron before she can follow up with an attack!"

Brad Blood:  "Fook Mi leaps back up and into the ropes from the apron...  Springboard elbow strike takes Cam down!  Standing shooting star press by Fook Mi flattens Cam!  Fook Mi hooks the leg!  Is this it?"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two..."

Jim Jackson:  "No!  Camerella Videoh kicks out at the count of two!  Fook Mi goes to the top turnbuckle...  No!  Cam manages to get up and trips her leg!  Fook Mi falls off the top turnbuckle into the outside!  The crowd goes wild!"

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

Brad Blood:  "Cam is feeding off the crowd's energy...  She climbs up to the top turnbuckle...  The rookie is taking center stage...  Nao Fook Mi slowly tries to pull herself up...  FLYING CROSSBODY TO THE OUTSIDE...  NO!  FOOK MI WITH A DROPKICK FROM OUT OF NOWHERE TAKES CAM OUT!!!"

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

Jim Jackson:  "Camerella Videoh gambled and lost with that one!  Nao Fook Mi clearly still hurting pulls Camerella up and shoves her back into the ring...  Fook Mi enters the ring and hooks the leg...  Is this enough?"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two!  Th..."

Brad Blood:  "NO!  CAM KICKS OUT!  The crowd goes wild!"

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

Brad Blood:  "Nao Fook Mi grabs her opponent's head and puts her on a facelock, she then runs on the ropes flipping over slamming her opponent's back unto the mat executing a spine-tingling Special Delivery.  This has got to be it!  Special Delivery delivered!  Fook Mi for the cover..."

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two!  Thr..."

Jim Jackson:  "CAMERELLA VIDEOH KICKS OUT!  NAO FOOK MI CAN'T BELIEVE IT!  Fook Mi pulls Camerella up to her feet...  Enzuigiri...  No!  Cam ducks low and dodges it!  Cam with an uppercut from out of nowhere grazes Fook Mi!  Fook Mi staggers back a bit...  Cam with a wild right...  No!  Fook Mi dodges it!  Nao Fook Mi slips behind her opponent and locks her forearms over her opponent's neck and nape choking her opponent to unconsciousness executing a devastating Fook Mi to Sleep!!!"

Brad Blood:  "Cam is caught with nowhere to go!  Fook Mi holds on with the last of her strength!  Cam is fading fast!  The referee goes in to check on Cam...  WAIT!  HE'S CALLING FOR THE BELL!"

DING!  DING!  DING!

Alice Aoi:  "The winner of this match by submission...  NAO FOOK MI!"

Jim Jackson:  "Looks like Nao Fook Mi shall be moving to face Cecilia Christiansen in two weeks for the RoC Women's title...  What a match!  Camerella Videoh really put up an impressive fight tonight."

Brad Blood:  "That she did Jim, this match could have easily gone her way...  I'm sure we'll see more of her inside the squared circle in the future."






Boulder stare down at his reflecting in the bathroom mirror.

Boulder: "No time for getting cold feet now. You've done this several times before. Yuki doesn't got shit on you."

Boulder begins to point at his own reflection.

Boulder: "You're the big bad wolf. You're the one who's going to be walking away a victor. So shut up and get your ass out there. That contender match is yours and yours alone. If Yuki truly tries to stand in your way then crush him into the ground, and if he has the balls to get up after that. Well.....you know what to do."

Boulder turns himself around and points his massive at the mirror.

Boulder: "It's a brand new year. Give the fans something to remember you by."

Boulder smiles as he makes his way out the bathroom.

Boulder: "Tonight Yuki is going to be on the receiving end of a Mudslide! Then in two weeks the same fate will befall Gus."



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Re: Chaos Supreme 01/12/2017

Post by Thaddeus Rex on Mon Jan 16, 2017 3:06 am



The scene opens with Gus and Julia Rodriguez somewhere in the backstage area. Gus is wearing jeans and black t-shirt with RoC's logo on it. he is also holding the Chaos belt.

Julia Rodriguez: Hello fans of RoC! We are back here with RoC's Chaos champion, Gus. At last RoC's show, your match against Boy Bakla ended in a draw. You both traded a lot of chair shots. It was brutal!

Gus: Yeah Julia, it sure was brutal. But, that's not enough for me. I want to win every time. At this match, I wasn't as good as I can be. I am really dissapointed by my performance that day. Boy Bakla is an opponent, who really deserves a rematch. And I'm gonna give it to him, when I've finished with all my other responsibilities. Now, it's not the time to think about that rematch. First, I have to defend my title on RoC's Anarchy iPPV. A huge event for the company and I have to be victorious that night.

Julia Rodriguez: You're totally right Gus. Tonight, you may not have a match, but there is a match that I'm quite sure is pretty interesting about you, huh?

Gus strokes his hair and nods affirmative with his head.

Gus: Boulder versus Yuki Monotomo. An interesting match, that's gonna decide my opponent at Anarchy iPPV. I will definitely see this match, a bit more carefully than the rest matches of the night. It has an extra motive for me.


Julia Rodriguez: Thank you Gus for the interview. Now, let's get to a commercial break.

Camera cuts off to a commercial break.




VS

Jim Jackson: "Coming up next, a match that will determine who shall face Gus for the RoC Chaos Championship... Will it be Boulder or will it be Yuki Monotomo?"

Brad Blood: "Both men are deserving of that title shot, both men have paid their dues but unfortunately for them, only one of them shall be number one contender..."

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 11 inches tall and weighing in at 221 pounds, hailing from Mt. Fuji, Japan... YUKI MONOTOMO!"

"Dragons" by Stratovarius sounds on the loudspeakers as fire shoots along the ramp. Yuki begins his walk down the ramp while Cam follows him behind. He points at a couple girls in the crowd and blows them kisses before Cam pushes him toward the ring for him to enter.

Jim Jackson: "WAIT! BOULDER JUMPED THE BELL! HE BLINDSIDES YUKI MONOTOMO AS HE IS ENTERING THE RING WITH ALICE'S MIC!!"

Brad Blood: "Well Boulder knows what's at stake, he's just making sure it will be him standing on top when the match is over."

DING!

Jim Jackson: "Alice quickly exits the ring as the ref calls for the bell to begin the match! After that brutal ambush, Yuki is now at a disadvantage as Boulder continues to stomp on him in the corner viciously. The ref just got rid of the mic Boulder swiped from Alice in his initial attack."

Brad Blood: "Yuki tries to pull himself up but a big back elbow to the face stops him cold! Man, Boulder is just not letting up!"

Jim Jackson: "Boulder grabs Yuki Monotomo's head with his massive hands and slams Yuki's back against a corner turnbuckle. Boulder releases his grip and repeatedly stomps his foot against Yuki'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 Yuki's face. After a few moments Boulder pauses, hover his ass a few inches from Yuki's face. Boulder thrusts back once more trapping Yuki's face in his massive ass. Boulder begins to grindr furiously completely humiliating Yuki Monotomo with a gruesome Mudslide!"

Brad Blood: "A MUDSLIDE RIGHT OFF THE BAT! OH THE HUMANITY! Boulder 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 in an anti-climactic squash, Boulder defeats Yuki Monotomo and shall be facing him for the RoC Chaos Title in two weeks at the RoC iPPV Anarchy!"

Brad Blood: "Man... The way Yuki lost... It's like he didn't RP or something..."

Jim Jackson: "Huh?"

Brad Blood: "What?"

Jim Jackson: "You said something about... Nevermind..."






The scene opens to show the lovely hallway of the backstage area in the arena. It's not actually all that lovely... in fact, it's a bit messy. It's also ugly. Sitting on a crate is Alexander Melchiott, who idly flips a coin in boredom. Noticing the camera, Melchiott hops off the crate and walks towards it.

Alexander Melchiott: "It seems that there was some kind of mistake in the show card. Po1ski, the new number one contender and golden boy of this company is in the unfortunate position of having to face the Reflection of Perfection. I don't know who's decision this was, but whether it be Po1ski's or Morrison's is irrelevant. Either way, Po1ski is going to lose this match. And then what happens? Who is the new number one contender? Does Po1ski still get his title shot, knowing that he lost to me and that he can't beat Fortune? Or do I become the number one contender? We all know that I can beat Fortune, I've done it before, but that isn't really my objective right now. If I beat Po1ski, then I believe I should be given a title shot whenever I feel like having that belt. Right now though, I need to cleanse this place of the filth that is contaminating it."

Stopping, Melchiott looks a bit disappointed for a moment before looking into the camera as if he were looking directly at Po1ski.

Alexander Melchiott: "Po1ski... it was never my intent to make an enemy of you. You have proven yourself to be worthy enough to be in this company. Last show was merely a case of you being in the wrong place at the wrong time. I needed to make a statement, and the number one contender was the fastest, easiest path. I'm not sorry for what has happened, nor am I sorry for what will happen tonight. I'm disappointed that you couldn't deduce what my purpose was last week. I'm disappointed that you couldn't let your pride go. I'm disappointed that you are foolish enough to come after me instead of preparing to face Fortune."

Turning away from the camera, Melchiott begins to walk down the hallway. He looks over his shoulder and gets in one last line.

Alexander Melchiott: "But maybe you're just delaying the inevitable defeat that Fortune will hand you."

Giving a little chuckle, Melchiott continues down the hall as the scene slowly fades.




VS

Jim Jackson: "And here we are with the main event of the evening... Alexander Melchiott versus Po1ski... Another classic in the making if you ask me."

Brad Blood: "Well Po1ski has an axe to grind after being decked with a steel chair from behind by Melchiott... He will probably want to even the score with Alexander before he moves on to fight Fortune for the RoC World Title."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall, introducing first, standing in at 6 feet tall and weighing in at 215 pounds, hailing from The Principality of Monaco... Hotspur... ALEXANDER MELCHIOTT!"

“Ultra Numb” by Blue Stahli blasts over the arena as Alexander Melchiott steps out from the back. Stopping at the top of the ramp, Alexander slides a finger horizontally across the metal before tossing off his vest and walking down to the ring.

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!"

"Chaos Reigns" by Trivium starts playing on the loud speakers as Lee Morrison and not Po1ski comes out from the back. The crowd looks on perplexed as to why The Polish Freight Train is not the one to come out. Alexander Melchiott looks up towards Morrison's direction from the ring wondering the same thing.

Brad Blood: "It's the GM Lee Morrison! What's he doing out here? Is he going to change the match?"

Jim Jackson: "Well, we're about to find out Brad..."

Lee Morrison: "Good evening! It seems that we have some unfortunate news tonight... Tonight's main event Alexander Melchiott versus Po1ski will not happen!"

Loud gasps come from the crowd.

Lee Morrison: "The reason for this is because Mr. Po1ski is not even present in the building tonight... Where he is or why he isn't here, I do not know, but this definitely doesn't sit well with me... Being unavailable after being booked in the main event is not acceptable so I shall have to dole out a proper punishment for Mr. Po1ski..."

Lee Morrison looks down at Alexander Melchiott... Clearly he doesn't like what he's gonna do next but he is left with little choice...

Lee Morrison: "Due to Po1ski not making it here tonight, his punishment will be as follows... I am using my authority as general manager to strip Po1ski of his number one contendership for the RoC World Title AND transferring the said number one contender spot to none other than the man Po1ski should have been facing tonight.... Alexander Melchiott..."

Brad Blood: "What?! Did I hear it right?! Did Morrison just hand Po1ski's title shot to Melchiott?!"

Jim Jackson: "Seems that way... The crowd is in shock, but look at that grin on Alexander Melchiott's face!"

Lee Morrison: "That's right! Two weeks from now, it shall be Alexander Melchiott challenging for the RoC World Title at the iPPV. Though it pained me to come to that decision, I'm afraid that I was left with no other choice."

The crowd begins to boo loudly.

Lee Morrison: "That being said, I shall allow Po1ski a chance to redeem himself... So if you are listening Po1ski... Come to my office and I have an opponent waiting for you in the iPPV Anarchy... If you manage to beat him, then maybe you shall grant you another shot at the world title... Now for you audience members tonight watching, we shall be handing out a 20% voucher for RoC wrestling merchandise and also a 50% off at the iPPV price as compensation for not having a main event tonight. You can claim these at the entrance window of the building. Thank you and good night."

With that Lee Morrison ends his speech and exits to the back as the crowd looks on in shock while Melchiott celebrates in the ring.

Brad Blood: "Wow, due to Po1ski's screw up, Melchiott gets a free pass at the world title!"

Jim Jackson: "You're right there Brad... I do hope Po1ski takes the second chance the GM is giving him and shows up soon... I'd hate to see his bright career get derailed any further."





[b]Jim Jackson: "Well what a night... Tonight we have 3 new number one contenders for the RoC Titles... First we have Nao Fook Mi for the RoC Women's title, then Boulder for the RoC Chaos Title... And finally, the shocker of the evening..."

Brad Blood: "Alexander Melchiott gets another free shot compliments of Po1ski for the Roc World Title! Who saw that coming?! Did you? I didn't just like how I didn't see a lot of RPs tonight!"

Jim Jackson: "Eh?"

Brad Blood: "What?! Why are you looking at me as if I broke the fourth wall or something..."

Jim Jackson: "Whatever... Unfortunately we are out of time so until the iPPV Anarchy on January 29, 2017... Good fight and good night!"



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