Ring of Chaos Presents: Hunter's Requiem: The Andrew Hunter Memorial Tournament

by **Thaddeus Rex** Sat Nov 02, 2019 2:10 pm

It has been a while since the general manager's office has seen life, this could be seen from the cobwebs and thick layer of dust coating the furniture. The world of professional wrestling has moved on since the closure of Ring of Chaos. The once vibrant organization is now nothing more than a whisper on the lips of fans past... That is until the sound of the unlocking of the door. A slow creak is heard as the rusty hinges forces itself to move once again after a two and a half years of resting. As the doors open and the light pours in from the hallway, the silhouette of a familiar figure stands on the doorway.

Lee Morrison flicks the light switch, glad to see that it is still working after all these years. His nose twitches as the dust starts to stir around the room. Pulling a handkerchief from his pockets he protects his nose from the onslaught of the dust cloud as he makes his way to his desk. As more dust flies the former general manager's eyes lights up as he finds a small black book. He quickly picks it up and flip through it's pages and mutters under his breath...

Lee Morrison: "I knew I left this here, hopefully all these people still retained their old contact numbers and information."

Lee Morrison, quickly takes his cellphone out and proceeds to dial the first number he in the notebook. After a few seconds, the call patches through...

Lee Morrison: "Hey there, it's me, Lee! Wait! Before you hang up I just want you to listen to me... I know we didn't end things amicably but... Listen... I don't know if you've heard but it's about Andrew Hunter..."

Morrison pulls out a newspaper clipping from his coat pocket, on it was the text...

IN LOVING MEMORY OF ANDREW HUNTER 1997 - 2019

Son, Wrestler and a Great Friend

The scene ends and slowly fades to black.

RING OF CHAOS PRESENTS:

HUNTER'S REQUIEM: THE ANDREW HUNTER MEMORIAL TOURNAMENT

The corner of the screen shows TITS 10/5/19 as the camera is on heavyweight contender Yuki "Kaiju" Monotomo in his outfit that loons like scales on most if his body. The teeth on his Kaiju mask make him look as if he's smiling as he is interviewed by Camerella Videoh.

Camerella Videoh: "So Mr. Monotomo, since your time here at Tokyo Impact Titans Showdown, you've had a tough time holding onto the championship belt. Do you have any words for anyone who is doubting you can beat Ken Suzugamori?"

Yuki Monotomo: "Ken is a strong opponent that's for sure, but he won't hold that belt for too long-"

Yuki's phone begins ringing. With a strange look, he answers it.

Yuki Monotomo: "Hello? Morrison? Fuck off! ... Wait.... What do you mean? .... How? .... When? .... Oh... What? ... Well I guess I could get a ticket now.... Yeah.... Uh huh... Well I guess I'll see you state-side soon enough.... Yeah... Okay... You too... Bye..."

Yuki slams his fist into a nearby locker, denting it. He looks back at the camera while typing something on his phone.

Yuki Monotomo: "Cam pack your stuff and get my old costume out. We're headed back to the US. I'm buying us plane tickets right now."

Camerella Videoh: "What happened? You said Morrison. Is that-"

Yuki Monotomo: "Yeah Lee Morrison from the Ring of Chaos. Listen. He's trying to put together a one night show and I'm gonna be there. I'm going to show them how far I've come and maybe they'll watch TITS to see me. I've been The Kaiju for awhile, so it'll be nice to go back to being Yuki for a night."

Camerella Videoh: "That's it? A one time show?"

Yuki Monotomo: "Cam, Hunter is gone. He passed and this will be a memorial show. I don't care if 30 people show or if it's just me and Morrison beating the shit out of each other for 2 hours straight. I'm going and I'm gonna give them the best damn show they've ever seen in their lives. So pack your stuff when we get home because our plane leaves tomorrow morning at 7."

The camera view nods as Cam does. She follows Yuki out of the TITS locker room as the scene fades to black.

Ring of Chaos Presents: Hunter's Requiem: The Andrew Hunter Memorial Tournament In-rin10

Ever since the announcement, ever since the ads started airing, ever since it went viral on social media, the wrestling world has been abuzz. The arena has been filled to capacity, tickets sold out as soon as it was announced, a fire has been lit albeit for only one night, Ring of Chaos reigns once again in the minds and on the lips of wrestling fans everywhere.

The slow buzzing murmur of the crowd fills the air as everyone in attendance anxiously waits for the show to kick-off. The camera pans across the audience, signs and pictures of Andrew Hunter littered the stands. Candles and glow sticks held high, the mood of the crowd shift from somber to excitement, from melancholy to appreciation. Some wore shirts with the visage of Andrew Hunter, some wore black bands on their arms while others wore tears across their face as they remember the man who once wrestled and entertained them in this very building. The camera slowly pans from the crowd to the announce table as two familiar faces are seen sitting behind it.

Jim Jackson: "Good evening folks and thank you for joining us this evening. Tonight we are here to remember one of us... A man who gave blood, sweat and tears to the sport of professional wrestling, a man who was taken from us much too soon..."

Jim Jackson chokes as he tries to hold back his tears...

Jim Jackson: "The man... Nay! The legend who is known by Andrew Hunter!"

Brad Blood: "That's right Jim. I... I just can't believe that he is gone! I can't believe it Jim! This is just so tragic..."

Jim Jackson: "Didn't you use to rag on him all the time?!"

Brad Blood: "Dammit Jim! This isn't about me! I mean it is but it's also about my friend Andrew Hunter!"

A wave of anger suddenly washes over the crowd as they start chanting towards Brad...

Crowd: "ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE!"

Before the announce team could react to the crowd, "Chaos Reigns" by Trivium starts playing on the loud speakers silencing the audience. Lee Morrison steps out from the back, holding a portrait of Andrew Hunter, the general manager of Ring of Chaos slowly makes his way down to the ring. He enters the ring and sets the portrait of the departed wrestler unto an easel already set up inside the ring before addressing the crowd.

Lee Morrison: "Ladies and gentlemen, first of all thank you all for attending tonight's event, I wish we all could have met again under better circumstances but alas, it seems that the passing of Andrew Hunter was the reason we are all brought together again. Now I'll be the first to admit that Mr. Hunter and I didn't always get along, but one thing I had for him is respect! Respect for his skills in the ring, respect for his skills on the mic, respect for his contribution to the world of professional wrestling!"

The crowd starts to chant...

Crowd: "ANDREW HUNTER! ANDREW HUNTER! ANDREW HUNTER!"

Morrison waits for the crowd to settle down before continuing.

Lee Morrison: "Now I have sent out feelers! I have contacted everyone I can so that they would return for this one night... This one night where we remember our fallen comrade Andrew Hunter with a tournament! That's right, we shall witness tonight HUNTER'S REQUIEM: THE ANDREW HUNTER MEMORIAL TOURNAMENT! And all the proceeds for tonight shall go to the family of our dearly departed Andrew Hunter!"

The crowd start cheering loudly...

Crowd: "ROC! ROC! ROC!"

Lee Morrison: "And without further ado, let us all see who will answer the call! Who shall step into the ring tonight to wrestle in memory of Andrew Hunter!"

The spotlight moves and shines upon the entrance tunnel as the crowd eagerly wait for the wrestlers who shall be joining the tournament to step out.

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. The usual sneer on his lips is present yet there is a tinge of somberness noticeable to those who are more observant. Cobb makes his way down the ramp and enters the ring as the crowd looks excitedly on.

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "It is nostalgic to be back here in Ring of Chaos... This place does hold memories... Memories of my matches with Andrew Hunter..."

The crowd begins to chant...

Crowd: "Andrew Hunter! Andrew Hunter! Andrew Hun..."

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "Do not interrupt me while I am speaking! I guess one thing never did change in here... You peasants are still as rude as ever! But that matters not... Be glad that I, Colton Charles Cai Cobb took the time from my busy schedule to make an appearance here tonight. As a self-made billionaire, I am a very very very busy man."

Crowd: "BOOOOOOOOO!!!"

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "Boo all you want, that still doesn't change the fact that I am here tonight, and that I shall win this tournament to prove once and for all that even in my retirement from the world of professional wrestling, I am still the best of the best, and I shall easily best everyone else in tonight just as I have bested Andrew Hunter when he was still alive."

Crowd: "BOOOOOOOOO!!!"

The man known as The Charismatic Crippler drops the mic as he basks in the boos from the crowd. He quickly exits the ring and makes his way back up the ramp as his music plays once again.

The crowd continues "Booing" for several seconds after C4 has departed the arena before they are drown out by the speakers in the arena. "Carry On My Wayward Son" by Kansas is met with a roaring crowd. The jeers quickly turn to jubilation as The Rayward Son, Ray Kamaura takes a momentous step from behind the curtain. Standing 7'1 and bursting at the seems with electricity. Ray quickly moves from one side of the massive stage to the other, jumping and waving to all his fans. After several moments of this ecstatic celebration, Ray and the crowd begin to simmer down. Ray Kamaura approaches the ring, containing Lee Morrison, but with a moment of hesitation, he pauses at the end of the ramp. A worker hands the giant man a microphone.

Ray Kamaura: "Would you quit yapping your big mouth or one damn second? Man, Colton, if you become any more annoying I might just have to walk to the back and slap the ever loving shit out of you before the show even begins."

The crowd begins to chant.

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

Ray smirks.

Ray Kamaura: "Nobody cares about you. Nobody cares how much money you have! These people are only here for one reason... to pay witness to the spirit of Andrew Hunter and the Ring of Chaos!"

Crowd: "ANDREW! RoC! ANDREW! RoC!"

Ray Kamaura raises his mic as the crowd continues to chant.

Ray Kamaura: "See? Nobody cares Cobb!"

The Rayward Son turns his attention to Lee Morrison.

Ray Kamaura: "You can count me in Mr. Morrison. It's been almost three whole years since I have faced competition as good as the men and women who united under the Ring of Chaos banner! With that being said... We couldn't possibly hold a reunion memorial tourney without the ONLY three time, longest combined reign, Ring of Chaos World Champion!"

The crowd erupts into cheers as Ray Kamaura lowers his mic and throws his hands into the air. Ray Kamaura lowers his hands and pauses before turning to the camera...

Ray Kamaura: "Sorry Johnny, you killed the show, you don't count."

Ray Kamaura hands the microphone over to the worker that gave it to him before his music hits the speakers again. The crowd is fired up as Ray Kamaura hops over the ringside barrier and proceeds to make his way through the crowd, out of the arena.

After a few moments Dragons by Stratovarius erupts through the speakers. Yuki Monotomo in his old gear, save for his Kaiju teeth mask, walks down the ramp holding a photo of Andrew Hunter with black ribbon around it. Camerella Videoh in an old Andrew Hunter t-shirt follows with a camera that is live feeding images of the crowd's signs for Hunter. Yuki stops by the announcer table and solemnly places the photo down in between Jackson and Blood. He rolls into the ring and pulls down another microphone from the ceiling.

Yuki Monotomo: "Morrison when you called me, I had no idea what you wanted. I had just gotten out of a match at Tokyo Impact Titans Showdown when my phone started to ring. I never would have guessed that this would be the reason you called."

Yuki motions to the crowd as Cam's camera catches the signs and old Hunter merch."

Yuki Monotomo: "That THIS would be the reason for me to come back to the States! That he would be the reason why I got on the first plane to come here!

The crowd begins amping up with cheers as Yuki raises his hands to them once again.

Yuki: "To show so much support for a former wrestler of this very ring. Andrewwwww Hunterrrrr!"

Crowd: "ANDREW HUNTER! ANDREW HUNTER!"

Yuki Monotomo: "Okay now calm down. I'm just here to honor a former competitor and kick some ass. And I just finished honoring."

Yuki rolls out from the ring and wraps his arm around Cam as they leave to the backstage area.

The lights go black as various cheers and screams are heard throughout the building. As the lights slowly come back up, familiar Neon Pink text appears on the back of a leather jacket. It reads "Hail Hunter!" The bright lines turn back on revealing Johnny Fortune standing in the ring next to Lee Morrison. He smiles and pushes past the General Manager towards the corner, climbing to the second turnbuckle Fortune raises his hands in the air. The Ring of Chaos World Championship still around his waist. Facing the jeers from the crowd he spreads his arms wide open, soaking in the hatred he so adored. As he sits on the top turnbuckle, the Chaotic God calls for a microphone.

Crowd:"Fuck You Fortune! Fuck You Fortune!"

The Champion mocks wincing at the crowds' barbs as he lifts the microphone to his lips. However, the crowd continues on drowning out any attempt he takes to speak.

Crowd: "You Killed Chaos! Fuck You Fortune! You Killed Chaos! Fuck You Fortune!"

Fortune lets out a sizable sigh and attempts to talk through the chants.

Johnny Fortune: "What I can't even get the cheap pop from the Jacket?"

Crowd: "Fuck You Fortune! Andrew Hunter! Fuck You Fortune! Andrew Hunter!"

The champion rolls his eyes and soldiers on.

Johnny Fortune: "Regardless of how the audience may feel, I am more than glad that I'm back in this the Ring of Chaos! You see it's been too long since I've had the chance to have a chat with my good ol' buds Lee, Yuki, and especially you Raymond. Sorry Cobb we just weren't that close."

Fortune Hops off the turnbuckle and pushes past Lee again as he stands behind the set of ropes closest to the entrance ramp.

Johnny Fortune: "Raymond, you saying I don't count is even more laughable than Cobb's claims he's the best of the best."

Fortune Takes a brief moment to look at Cobb.

Johnny Fortune: "Last time I checked friend the only way you're coming close to this title is if I bash it over your skull."

The Chaotic God Returns his attention to Ray.

Johnny Fortune: "You know Raymond, I would think that after nearly three years away you'd be a little bit older, a little bit wiser, and with the unfortunate circumstances of Mr. Hunter's passing, just a little more grateful for the life you have. You see, tonight is about putting on a show that's greatness is worthy of the heavens and I'll be sure to put on quite the show. My intent, is to batter, bash, burn, beat and Break every single competitor in this memorial tournament. In case you forgot, I am King Johnny Fortune the Chaotic God Killer of Careers, when you step into the ring with me I'm going to rattle your brains so thoroughly that you'll think you got knocked back in time!"

Fortune lowers the microphone and starts to hand it off to Lee Morrison, only to get a devilish grin plastered across his face.

Johnny Fortune: "Oh that's right, I forgot one last thing I wanted to do."

The Chaotic God removes the belt from his waist and takes a good long look at it, then he looks to Morrison and begins to lick his lips. He motions as though he was going to hit Morrison with the belt, only to spin around and hold it in his right hand high above his head.

Johnny Fortune: "In the spirit of the Gambler, Andrew Hunter I see fit to make a Final Gambit of my own! In order to add a little more spice to this tournament, when I win I'll once again be able to hear the lovely sultry words AND STILL RING OF CHAOS HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION THE CHAOTIC GOD! JOHNNY FORTUNE!"

The Chaotic God leaves the belt raised for just a little bit longer before rolling out of the ring and leaping the barricade, making his way out through a security protected path in the crowd.

???: "You know, it seems that these young'ins think too highly of themselves, little has changed since I've hung up my wrestling boots..."

The crowd's attention shifts to the source of the voice. A loud audible gasp is heard as a figure stands up from the middle of the crowd and pushes his hood back revealing none other than Thaddeus Rex.

Thaddeus Rex: "I may have put this chapter of my life behind me, but I think I still have one night left in me to show the world why I, Thaddeus Rex was one of the most feared men inside the wrestling ring. Throw my name into that tournament of yours Lee, I'll be sure to win it and make Mr. Hunter smile as he looks down upon us from the heavens."

Thaddeus Rex removes his hoodie jacket to reveal that he has definitely kept in shape.

Thaddeus Rex: "Besides, I think it's time to show these young'ins some discipline... And make my grandkids see why I was known as The Primiere Predator back in the day."

T-Rex heads down through the crowd and hops over the barricade as the crowd cheer loudly. He smirks as he walks up the ramp and disappear into the tunnel to make his preparations for the night's event.

CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!

The crowd looks over to see the source of the clapping, and there stood none other than the transsexual superstar standing on top of the entrance ramp... BOY BAKLA!

Boy Bakla: "Hit the music!"

"The Boys Are Back in Town" by Thin Lizzy starts playing on the speakers as Boy Bakla struts down the ramp...

Boy Bakla: "Would you look at that! This looks like a great little shindig going on... And no shindig is complete without little old moi! Right?"

Boy Bakla points the mic to the fans who eagerly answers back...

Crowd: "RIGHT!!!"

Boy Bakla: "Tell you what Mr. M... Put my name in the tournament too! I'm sure this little shindig need some sprucing up and who else can you count on to spruce things up but this fabulous diva over here!"

Enemies by Shinedown hits throughout the stadium. The crowd is on their feet. It’s been three long years since they’ve seen the Polish Freight Train.

Black tank top, jean shorts, mma gloves. Po1ski starts walking down the ramp to the ring. His normal neutral expression is replaced with something different.

Pain.

He tries to hide it so the crowd won’t see it.

Crowd: "Po1ski! Po1ski! Po1ski!"

Po1ski: "Thank you all for coming out. I wish it was under better circumstances. I found out a few weeks ago that my good friend, my brother, passed away."

The crowd awaits the next words in hushed silence.

Po1ski: "His name is…was…Andrew Hunter. He was a good friend in this business. In a world that is as cutthroat and ruthless as pro wrestling, he was my brother til the end. He’s the reason I got so high up in this business. He…uh…"

Po1ski clears his throat, nearly choking on the words. He gathers himself, but only just barely. The pain is showing in his eyes.

Po1ski: "He’s the reason I’m here. He pushed me in Strong Style Wrestling. He taught me how to talk. Before him I was a shy kid just trying to make a wave. He taught me how to make it happen. He was the reason I was the hottest upstart in Strong Style Wresting. He was the reason I won the True Talent Fighting championship. He was the reason I joined Ring of Chaos."

The crowd begins to stand up and cheer, acknowledging the legend of Andrew Hunter.

Po1ski: "So tonight we have a memorial cup. In honor of my mentor, my friend, my brother. Andrew Hunter. Tonight, ladies and gentlemen, you will see the greatest wrestlers compete on the grandest stage for the greatest man."

The crowd’s cheers almost become deafening.

Po1ski: "So I pledge this night to you, Hunter. I will fight in this tournament and I will give you my all. Just like everyone should, because you deserve it."

Everyone is on their feet, the crowd begins cheering.

Crowd: Hunter! Hunter! Hunter!

Po1ski: "I will fight for one more night. After today, I will officially retire."

The cheers die down to silence.

Po1ski: "There’s no other way I’d rather go out. Whether I lose in the first round or win the cup, I get to fight in the honor of my best friend. Hunter, enjoy the show."
This one’s for you.

Po1ski raises his right hand in the air, inviting everyone to do the same. Enemies by Shinedown hits once more. The crowd is on their feet, cheering harder than ever thought possible.

Crowd: Hunter! Hunter! Hunter!

Po1ski exits the ring, and walks up the ramp.

THUMP!!! THUMP!!! THUMP!!!

"Weird Al" Yankovic's "Eat It" starts blasting from from the speakers as the earth reverberated and shook as the monstrosity known as The Morbidly Obese Man emerges from the entrance tunnel...

The Morbidly Obese Man: "Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! It looks like I made it in time! It was hard looking for a plane that will fit this big butt of mine."

The crowd chuckles at the big man's attempt at a joke.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "But seriously folks... I'm glad to be here tonight, because even if it's just for one night, I'm glad I will get to honor a fallen comrade in the squared circle... Andrew Hunter! May you rest in peace brother and may you smile down upon us tonight as we honor your legacy in the world of wrestling!"

Crowd: "HUNTER! HUNTER! HUNTER!"

The Morbidly Obese Man: "Now don't get me wrong, I'm here to honor Hunter's memory, unfortunately I am in no condition to compete in tonight's tournament since I am not medically cleared to fight due to my bypass operation a few weeks back... But I shall be intently watching the events of this tournament unfold in the back!"

A loud roar permeates through the whole arena stunning the crowd to silence...

Marcus Troy: "Thank you for the warm welcome."

The monstrosity known as Entropy looms above his father and manager Marcus Troy.

Marcus Troy: "So let's round up all this tournament with a nice round number... My son... Entropy shall be the eighth and final entry in this tournament and prove to the world tonight that none of these so-called wrestlers are worthy to be the one to honor Mr. Hunter... Now I must admit, that I've had my differences with Mr. Hunter but in the end of the day..."

Marcus Troy stops himself...

Marcus Troy: "Oh who am I kidding... I don't give a flying fuck about Andrew Hunter and the only reason me and my son are here tonight is to pound the shit out of all these wrestlers here tonight!"

Crowd: "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

Marcus Troy: "Yes, boo all you want, but that won't change the fact that my son will thrash each and every one of these so-called wrestlers tonight and..."

Lee Morrison: "And you can shut your trap and stop this disrespect you are showing to all the fans and to Mr. Hunter! Now I've placed your name in the hat, so go back to the locker rooms and prepare yourselves for the upcoming battle your son will be having tonight. You can yap all you want but let's see if your son can back up that claim of yours Mr. Troy."

The crowd cheers at Morrison's interruption of Marcus Troy's unwanted speech. Marcus Troy can be seen fuming on top of the entrance ramp. With a wave of the hand, he heads back into the tunnel with Entropy trailing from behind.

Lee Morrison: "Now that THAT unpleasantness is over, I officially announce the start of Hunter's Requiem, The Andrew Hunter Memorial Tournament!"

Crowd: "HUNTER!!! HUNTER!!! HUNTER!!!"

Lee Morrison exits the ring and heads to the back as the crowd continues to cheer for the departed Andrew Hunter.

by **Thaddeus Rex** Sat Nov 02, 2019 2:56 pm

Ring of Chaos Presents: Hunter's Requiem: The Andrew Hunter Memorial Tournament Backst10

The scene opens with Ray Kamaura talking to a mystery figure just outside of the view of the camera.

Ray Kamaura: "Listen, Steve. I know you retired a few years ago but it really means the world to me that you came out of retirement for this one final performance."

The camera pans slowly to reveal an older man dressed in a "Rayward Son" tee shirt and blue jeans. Steve Walsh stood beside The Rayward Son, chatting about tonight's performance.

Steve Walsh: "Ray, it's an honor to be here with you, honestly my man. When you called us years ago and said "Hey Steve, I wanna use your song!" I was a little apprehensive... but I gotta tell you man, you have done nothing but further our brand."

Ray Kamaura menaced above the smaller man, but he bowed his head with a shy smile.

Steve Walsh: "No man, I mean it. You are the embodiment of OUR spirit. So when you called me a few weeks ago and said "Hey Steve, I need you to do this show." I didn't even hesitate man. I was all like... "Ok Ray. I'll do it for you.""

Ray Kamaura: "Thanks Steve. It's gonna be wonderful."

The scene fades to black.

Ring of Chaos Presents: Hunter's Requiem: The Andrew Hunter Memorial Tournament Locker10

The locker room had seen better days yet if it had a soul, it would be smiling again at being used, even for just one more evening. The Morbidy Obese Man and Boy Bakla are seen conversing inside their old haunt.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "Who would have thought that we'd meet again... Listen... Um... I know that we didn't leave under the most friendliest of terms... But it's been years since our friendship was... I mean... All I wanted to say is that... I'm sorry for all the shit I pulled. Hunter's passing put things into perspective... Who would have thought that I would outlive him... I mean look at me."

The Morbidly Obese Man points to his mass of cellulite all around his body.

Boy Bakla: "We were young, foolish and proud back then... I actually had this speech prepared for tonight if I saw you ever again. But yeah... We're too old to hold grudges. We're too old to carry all these baggage... Come here you big lug..."

The two wrestlers hug.

Boy Bakla: "Apology accepted... And I apologize too for being such a bee-yotch! I missed you, you big lug..."

Bakla disenganges the hug and steps back...

Boy Bakla: "It's a shame you can't fight tonight but I'm glad to see you again and bury the hatchet."

The Morbidly Obese Man: "Me too buddy... Me too. I'll be rooting for you to win and you better win y'hear me? Now come here and give me another hug."

The two wrestlers grin and hug each other once again as the scene fades...

VS

Jim Jackson: "Welcome to the first match in the Hunter's Requiem Tournament! The wrestlers who showed up tonight shall be selected randomly and for this first match we have Boy Bakla going against Ray Kamaura! The winner shall advance to the second round of the tournament!"

Brad Blood: "Ah yes, nothing like having the tranny defile the memory of Andrew Hunter!"

Jim Jackson: "Sigh... One thing still haven't changed... I apologize to our viewers for Brad's bigotry. Anyway before Brad can spread any more hate, let us go to the ring for the introductions."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall and is the first match of the Hunter's Requiem Tournament!
Introducing first, standing in at 5 feet 10 inches tall and weighing in at 180 pounds, hailing from Manila, Philippines... The Transsexual Superstar... BOY BAKLA!"

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

Alice Aoi: "And her opponent this evening... Standing at 7 feet one inch tall and weighing in at 300 pounds... Hailing from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania... The Rayward Son... RAY KAMAURA!!!"

The show resumes with the lights off, the arena remained silent and dark. A single spot light reveals a framed portrait, off on the right side of the arena, of the legendary Andrew Hunter surrounded by a massive wreath of flowers. Deep red roses accented with blue and yellow Tulips. A second spot light flashed on, illuminating three golden belts on pedestals surrounding the memorial portrait of the late Andrew Hunter.

Crowd: "THANK YOU HUNTER! THANK YOU HUNTER! THANK YOU HUNTER!"

The crowd slowly grew silent as a video began to play upon the titan-tron.

The song finished playing, Sobbing can be heard all around the arena. Several minutes passed after the end of the touching tribute the crowd began to wonder what was happening. The lights were still out. Suddenly all the spotlights flashed on and rushed to the left side of the stage as "Carry On My Wayward Son" begins being preformed live by Kansas

Ray Kamaura burst through the curtain with force before coming to settle in the very center of the stage. He paused for a moment as three golden championships back by dated banners lowering from the ceiling. Suddenly Pyrotechnics burst all around The Rayward Son before he continued his advance to the ring. Glancing over to see the portrait of Andrew Hunter Ray Kamaura could be heard yelling... "I never had a chance to beat you in the ULOL and I never beat you in the Ring of Chaos... So I'll do the next best thing... I'll beat everyone here tonight!" 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... LET THE CHAOS COMMENCE!"

DING!

Jim Jackson: "And there's the bell! Ray wastes no time and charges in fast! Being a tournament grand prix type show, it is in the wrestlers' best interest to finish matches fast and conserve their energy. Boy Bakla easily dodges Kamaura's grasp! Dropkick by Bakla but Kamaura stands firm! Lariat attempt by Ray but Bakla ducks under his arm!"

Brad Blood: "Whoa! I never expected the abomination to be that fast. Ray just can't get a hold of it! Oooh! Bakla rolls away and keeps its distance from Ray!"

Jim Jackson: "The Transsexual Superstar is playing it smart by keeping her distance, she knows that she cannot take Kamaura head on. Ray charges in again but Bakla jumps into the ropes... Springboard crossbody! NO! Kamaura catches her... POWERSLAM!!! What a counter from Kamaura! He hooks the leg..."

Jack B. Nimble: "One..."

Brad Blood: "Bakla kicks out! Ray quickly returns back to his feet... Leg drop attempt by Ray... No! The fruitcake rolls away! A stiff kick by the tranny into Ray's chest! And another one! And another one! Bakla is lighting up Ray's chest with those kicks! Wait! Ray catches Bakla's leg! The tranny is shaking its head no..."

Jim Jackson: "Dragon legscrew! What a counter! Kamaura with a couple of stomps on Bakla's leg... Smart strategy... That will slow Bakla down. Ray continues to work the leg of Boy Bakla... He's going for a submission... No! Bakla senses it and reaches for the ropes! The ref breaks the hold. A spinning low kick from Ray connects into Bakla's hurting leg!"

Brad Blood: "Bakla tries to distance itself... Ray catches it! Irish whip into the ropes... SPINEBUSTER BY RAY! That shook the ring! Kamaura for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One... Tw"

Jim Jackson: "Boy Bakla gets a shoulder up! She's still in the game! Kamaura hauls Bakla up on his shoulders... No! Bakla manages to grab the top rope and slip free! Bakla leaps on the second rope... Springboard back elbow... NO! Kamaura catches Boy Bakla and counters with a dragon suplex!"

Brad Blood: "BAH GAWD! He folded the tranny in half! Wait... Ray is not going for the pin... He's climbing up the turnbuckles... Flying elbow drop from Ray... NO! NO ONE IS HOME! The fairy rolled away at the last second! Bakla pulls itself up to its feet using the ropes... Ray rises to his feet rubbing his elbows... He spots the tranny... Ray charges in!"

Jim Jackson: "Bakla pulls the top rope down and Ray flies over! Wait! Kamaura somehow lands on his feet outside! Bakla leaps on the ropes... Springboard moonsault to the outside! Ray gets taken out! The crowd goes wild!"

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

Brad Blood: "Bakla grabs Ray and Irish whips him towards the steel steps... NO! REVERSAL BY RAY AND THE TRANNY CRASHES HEAD FIRST INTO THE STEEL STEPS! Ray grabs Bakla and rolls the tranny back into the ring... Slingshot legdrop over the top rope... OOOH! Right on the neck of Boy Bakla! Ray rolls Bakla up..."

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

Jim Jackson: "Reversal by Boy Bakla! Now it's Ray's shoulders that's on the mat!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One... Tw..."

Jim Jackson: "Kick out by Ray! Both wrestlers get back to their feet... Ray Kamaura kicks Boy Bakla in the gut causing Boy Bakla to double over, Ray bounces off the ropes and runs past Boy Bakla, rebounds off the ropes and jumps, placing his foot on Boy Bakla's head, forcing it into the mat executing a skullcrushing Carry On! Kamaura for the cover!"

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

Brad Blood: "And Ray puts Bakla away and advances to the next round of the tournament!"

Alice Aoi: "The winner of the match by pinfall and advancing to the next round of the Hunter's Requiem Tournament... The Rayward Son... RAY KAMAURA!"

Jim Jackson: "What a win by Ray Kamaura! Looks like all that time out of the squared circle still hasn't dulled Ray's skill. Of course Bakla was no slouch either but unfortunately for her, tonight is not her night."

Brad Blood: "Well tough luck for the tranny, Ray was just the better man tonight. I can't wait to see who Ray will face next."

by **Thaddeus Rex** Sat Nov 02, 2019 4:55 pm

The Charismatic Crippler, Colton Charles Cai Cobb is seen backstage, standing beside him is Julie Rodriguez, Ring of Chaos' backstage correspondent.

Julie Rodriguez: "Colton, you let out some very strong words earlier toda..."

C4 grabs the mic away from Julie...

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "Strong words? I only said the truth Julie, nothing more nothing less. When the night ends and the smoke settles, it shall be I, Colton Charles Cai Cobb who will be standing atop of this mountain. I will stand victorious and the world shall forget that dead wrestler and remember mine!"

Julie Rodriguez: "B-but isn't that kinda disrespectful to Andrew Hun..."

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "Cry me a river Julie, what will happen if I disrespect Hunter? Can Hunter do anything about it? No he can't because HE'S DEAD! Will anyone in the audience do anything? No because they know I'll kick their asses so hard they'll be crapping from from their mouths for the rest of their pathetic lives. Tonight won't be Andrew Hunter's night... The dead don't need A NIGHT... Tonight will be MY night!"

C4 shoves the mic back into Julie's hands and walks away as the scene fades to black.

Ring of Chaos Presents: Hunter's Requiem: The Andrew Hunter Memorial Tournament Colton11

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Jim Jackson: "Welcome back folks and this is our second match of the tournament... The Charismatic Crippler shall be going against The Polish Freight Train in this round which we guarantee shall blow our minds away! These two men are very skilled and very violent inside the ring."

Brad Blood: "That's right Jim, expect this match to go the distance, I see a lot of brutality in this match and whoever wins this round may even be too beat up to continue on with the tournament."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a first round match in the Hunter's Requiem Tournament! Introducing first, standing at 6 feet 6 inches tall and weighing in at 235 pounds, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts... The Charismatic Crippler... 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 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: "The referee for this match is Jack B. Quick. LET THE CHAOS COMMENCE!!!"

DING!!!

Jim Jackson: "And there's the bell! Both men walk towards each other and are now having a staredown in the middle of the ring!"

SLAP!!!

Brad Blood: "OOOH! What a slap by C4 on Po1ski! What a show of disrespect! The Polish Freight Train continues to stare on..."

SLAP!!!

Jim Jackson: "Another slap by Cobb! Po1ski stands there unmoving but is clearly fuming! Colton raises his arms once again..."

SLAP!!!

Brad Blood: "And another disrespectful slap by C4! Colton is now blatantly laughing while Po1ski stares on doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! Why is he just standing there doing nothing?! C'mon, hit back Po1ski! Are you gonna let him get away with that?!"

Jim Jackson: "Colton raises his arm again for another slap... Wait! Po1ski ducks and slips behind Colton! He goes low and rolls Cobb up in a small package!"

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

Brad Blood: "What the?! What just happened?!"

Alice Aoi: "The winner of this match by pinfall and advancing to the next round of the tournament... The Polish Freight Train... PO1SKI!!!"

Jim Jackson: "Colton got ahead of himself and didn't take Po1ski seriously and that cost him! A quick and decisive victory for The Polish Freight Train! Cobb is still sitting in the middle of the ring in shock and the crowd is having a field day!"

Crowd: "SERVES YOU RIGHT! SERVES YOU RIGHT!"

Brad Blood: "Colton just flipped out! He's going wild inside the ring but Po1ski already disappeared to the back! Security is coming out but C4 is taking everyone out! Man, C4 is ready to explode..."

Jim Jackson: "I'd say he already blew up! Security finally got Colton in control... 8 men! It took 8 men to finally restrain and escort Colton out! This is what happens if you get too cocky and underestimate your opponent."

The scene opens backstage where we see Thaddeus Rex looking straight into the camera.

Thaddeus Rex: "I never thought that I would once again lace up my wrestling boots, that I would once again battle inside the squared circle.
But tonight, this is for a worthy cause... This is for a honorable cause..."

Thaddeus Rex takes a few seconds to compose his thoughts before continuing.

Thaddeus Rex: "I have done a lot of things that I am not proud of... But tonight, is a night of redemption... As you all know I am quite past my prime, yet I still have one more fight in me. Whether I win or a I lose, I know that I step into the ring honorably and I shall do my family proud as I fight for the memory of our fallen friend Andrew Hunter. And when the night is over, whether I walk away the loser or the victor, I shall open a cold brew and drink to the memory of Mr. Hunter. God bless and rest in peace."

Thaddeus Rex stands up and walks away as the screen slowly fades.

by **Thaddeus Rex** Sat Nov 02, 2019 5:28 pm

Ring of Chaos Presents: Hunter's Requiem: The Andrew Hunter Memorial Tournament Thadde14

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Ring of Chaos Presents: Hunter's Requiem: The Andrew Hunter Memorial Tournament Yuki_m10

Jim Jackson: "And we continue on with the third match of the evening... Thaddeus Rex shall be taking on Yuki Monotomo! Who shall come out on top tonight?"

Brad Blood: "I have to hand it to T-Rex, when he revealed himself earlier tonight, I was surprised to see he is still ripped at his age. I hope he doesn't have a coronary during the match."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, 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: "Introducing next, standing in at 6 feet 11 inches tall and weighing in at 245 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.

Alice Aoi: "The referee for this match is Jack B. Nimble. LET THE CHAOS COMMENCE!"

DING!

Jim Jackson: "And there we go! Yuki and T-Rex quickly engage each other and lock arms in a test of strength... Despite his age, it looks like Rex is slowly but surely overpowering Yuki! A quick knee to the gut by Monotomo stops Thaddeus Rex! Rex is put in a headlock but pushes Yuki to the ropes! Yuki bounces back right into a shoulder block by T-Rex!"

Brad Blood: "Yuki goes down but quickly leaps back up to his feet! Here comes T-Rex with a discus clothesline! Yuki goes down again! Yuki tries to get back to his feet but a Rex picks him up and body slams him back into the mat! T-Rex hooks the leg."

Jack B. Nimble: "One..."

Jim Jackson: "Monotomo easily kicks out of that one! Both men get back to their feet. T-Rex throws out a couple of jabs but Monotomo covers up nicely. A good spinning back kick by Monotomo stops T-Rex! Russian leg sweep by Yuki takes Rex down! Monotomo with a series of stomps keeps Rex on the ground. Fist drop my Yuki followed up by a leg hook..."

Jack B. Nimble: "One..."

Brad Blood: "T-Rex easily kicks out of that! Both men quickly raise back up to their feet... And start to trade chops! Man they are lighting up each other's chest! WOOOOO!"

Jim Jackson: "That they are Brad, but it looks like Yuki is coming out on top with those chop exchange! Yuki is forcing T-Rex into the corner... Irish whip sends T-Rex to the opposite corner... Monotomo charges in... Running knee smashes into T-Rex! Rex slumps forward... Yuki lifts T-Rex up into the turnbuckles... He's setting Rex up for a superplex..."

Brad Blood: "T-Rex is fighting back! Rex lands a couple of hard punches and Yuki is forced to disengage from the corner! Double axe handle by T-Rex... Down goes Yuki! T-Rex picks Yuki up... Sidewalk slam! Rex hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One..."

Jim Jackson: "Monotomo quickly kicks out of that one! Both men get back to their feet. Irish whip by Rex sends Monotomo to the ropes... Rex for the back body drop... No! Yuki counters it with a kick to the face! Belly to belly by Yuki slams T-Rex into the mat... Yuki grabs Rex's leg... He's going for a Texas cloverleaf... No! Rex manages to escape the hold! Both men get back to their feet."

Brad Blood: "Yuki shoots for the legs for a takedown... T-Rex counters with a knee! It smacks Yuki in the chin! Yuki goes down! T-Rex attempts a Fujiwara armbar... Yuki manages to reach the ropes with he long reach before the move gets locked in! Both men once again get back to their feet."

Jim Jackson: "Thaddeus Rex and Yuki Monotomo cautiously circle each other in the ring... The once again engage in a grapple... T-Rex gets the upperhand and quickly gets Yuki in a headlock! Yuki pushes free and shoves Rex to the ropes chest first... Rex bounces back into Yuki's arms... Northern lights suplex for the pinfall!"

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

Brad Blood: "Denied! T-Rex kicks out! Both men scramble to their feet... Yuki with a big right hook... T-Rex ducks and catches his arm! Uranage! Down goes Yuki! Knee drop by T-Rex but Yuki manages to roll away! Dropkick by Yuki connects sending T-Rex down! Yuki goes for the legs..."

Jim Jackson: "Ankle lock attempt by Yuki Monotomo! Will Thaddeus Rex tap out?! No! T-Rex battles to reach the ropes... Yuki tries to pull him back to the center of the ring... Rex manages to flip over and kicks himself free from Monotomo's hold! Rex struggles to his feet... Monotomo slips behind him... Sleephold! Sleeperhold locked in!"

Brad Blood: "T-Rex is caught and he is slowly fading as his oxygen supply is slowly being cut off! Wait! Rex counters with a jawbreaker from out of nowhere! Yuki staggers to the corner! Rex shakes off the cobwebs... He charges in and crushes Yuki with a big body avalanche! Yuki is groggy in the corner... Rex goes in for the kill... "

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! Yuki falls to his knees before slumping to the ground! This could be it! T-Rex for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One... Two... Th..."

Brad Blood: "NO! Yuki manages to get his shoulders up! Thaddeus Rex approaches his opponent who is lying facing down. He grabs his opponent's arms, and pulls it to his opponent's back... He's going for his finisher... No! Yuki manages to wrench his arm free and grabs on to the ropes! T-Rex starts stomping on Yuki Monotomo..."

Jim Jackson: "Thaddeus Rex drags Yuki back to his feet... Yuki sweeps Thaddeus Rex's leg out from under him and wretches his left arm under Thaddeus Rex's neck with the elbow over the Adam's apple... WHITE DRAGON HOLD! WHITE DRAGON HOLD IS LOCKED IN! T-Rex tries to reach for the ropes..."

Brad Blood: "His fingers are just a few inches away! Will he make it?!"

Jim Jackson: "T-Rex is trying to reach for the ropes but he just can't touch it! HE'S TAPPING! T-REX IS TAPPING! THE MATCH IS OVER! THE REF IS CALLING FOR THE BELL!"

DING! DING! DING!

Alice Aoi: "The winner of this match by submission and advancing to the next round of the the Hunter's Requiem Tournament... YUKI MONOTOMO!"

Jim Jackson: "An impressive victory by Yuki Monotomo after a back and forth match with Thaddeus Rex. I'm sure Andrew Hunter would be pleased watching this match up in heaven."

Brad Blood: "Man... That match had me at the edge of my seat, I really thought T-Rex had it there but Yuki managed to pull out an impressive submission victory."

The scene opens in the locker room of the monster known as Entropy. His father and manager, Marcus Troy can be seen pacing inside, clearly unhappy with the events that transpire earlier tonight.

Marcus Troy: "That bastard Morrison dare embarass me tonight... How dare he! HOW DARE HE!"

Troy kicks a small trash can in the corner of the room. He stops and turns towards his monstrous son...

Marcus Troy: "You will be facing Fortune tonight... I want you to break him... BREAK THAT POMPOUS LITTLE PUNK IN HALF! Make him an example you hear me?!"

Entropy grunts in affirmation behind his mask.

Marcus Troy: "And after you win the tournament tonight... We shall be paying Mr. Morrison a little visit..."

Marcus Troy grins menacingly as the scene slowly fades...

Ring of Chaos Presents: Hunter's Requiem: The Andrew Hunter Memorial Tournament Entrop10

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Ring of Chaos Presents: Hunter's Requiem: The Andrew Hunter Memorial Tournament Johnny10

Jim Jackson: "And now for the final first round match, we have Entropy taking on Johnny Fortune!"

Brad Blood: "Oh man! Fortune is going to get rekt! Seriously... Entropy?! That's a mismatch if I saw one. I stake my reputation that Entropy may bulldoze his way through the whole tournament."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall and is the final match in the first round of the Hunter's Requiem Tournament. Introducing first, accompanied by Marcus Troy, standing in at 7 feet 3 inches tall and weighing in at 390 pounds, hailing from the Amazon Jungle... The Embodiment of Chaos... ENTROPY!"

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

Alice Aoi: "Introducing next, standing in at 5 feet 11 inches tall and weighing 215 pounds, hailing from The Tenderloin District of San Francisco, CA. Residing in Chicago, Illinois... The Fortunate One, The Chaotic God... JOHNNY FORTUNE!"

The lights go black as various yells and screams are heard and suddenly the back of Johnny Fortune's jacket appears. In pink glow in the dark paint it reads "Hail Fortune!" under a large pentagram. Then "Hail to the King" by Avenged Sevenfold begins playing at the 1:36 mark as the lights begin to once again come back on. The Chaotic God turns around with a wolf-like grin on his face as he draws attention to the Ring of Chaos championship around his waist. As he approaches the ring he waves off any jeering fans. He hops into the ring and stands in the middle with arms wide open, looking to the ceiling. He removes his jacket and tosses it at Alice Aoi yelling to keep it warm. He then takes a seat on the top turnbuckle awaiting the beginning of the match.

Alice Aoi: "The referee for this match is Jack B. Quick. LET THE CHAOS COMMENCE!"

DING!

Jim Jackson: "There's the bell and Entropy lunges at Fortune with a running clothesline but FORTUNE DUCKS AND PELE KICK TO ENTROPY! Entropy staggered right away!"

Brad Blood: "Fortune kicking away at Entropy's leg!"

Jim Jackson: "Entropy tries to put some space but Fortune dodges the haymaker! Sharp kick to the back of Entropy's knee, and ducks another clothesline! Dropkick to try and take the big Entropy down! Fortune with another dropki ENTROPY TACKLES HIM!"

Brad Blood: "Fortune now under Entropy! We seeing some ground and pound!"

Jim Jackson: "Entropy raining blows on Fortune! Both men getting to their feet and Entropy with the big headbutt! Fortune grabbed from behind and gets lifted up for a back suplex!"

Brad Blood: "Fortune trying to roll away but Entropy quick to grab him. Trying to smother him with his size!"

Jim Jackson: "Fortune being forced to the corner, clubbing him with those big hands! Irish whips Fortune no Entropy quickly yanks him back to collide into the corner! Peels Fortune off the turnbuckle and lifts for another back suplex Fortune rolls through and lands behind him!"

Brad Blood: "But Johnny's springboard bulldog ends with Entropy shoving Fortune off him!"

Jim Jackson: "Entropy keeping the pressure on Johnny Fortune but gets hit with a sweeping kick! Fortune still on the mat, lashes and connects with another kick! But Entropy having none of that as he dives onto Fortune! Oh wait Fortune manages to roll him up!"

Brad Blood: "Just a one! Entropy punches Johnny hard! Now he's trying to cinch a chinlock!"

Jim Jackson: "Entropy can't get the hold locked in, Fortune trying to wiggle out of it. Oh he slips out and manages to knee Entropy in the face! Johnny Fortune with the escape!"

Brad Blood: "That just made Entropy madder!"

Jim Jackson: "Fortune lunges and connects with a Euro uppercut! Staggers Entropy with another lunging uppercut! Entropy swings and misses! Johnny Fortune with the spinning heel kick!"

Brad Blood: "That rocked Entropy! And made him angrier!"

Jim Jackson: "Entropy misses the running tackle and pays for it with a superkick from behind! Fortune leaps up behind AND POISON RANA TO ENTROPY!"

Brad Blood: "Can't believe he flipped him over like that!"

Jim Jackson: "Fortune scores the two count! But he goes right back with another pin attempt! One! Two! Kickout!"

Brad Blood: "Oh Troy now on the apron! He's yelling at Fortune!"

Jim Jackson: "Johnny Fortune flips him off! And knees Entropy in the face! Now he's setting up, jumps up and oh Entropy dodges the curbstomp!"

Brad Blood: "ENTROPY LAUNCHES OFF THE MAT AND DRIVES FORTUNE THROUGH THE ROPES WITH A BIG TACKLE! HOLY CRAP BOTH MEN TUMBLE TO THE OUTSIDE!"

Jim Jackson: "Fortune and Entropy trying to get back on their feet, as the official already on the ten count! Marcus Troy walks up to Fortune, shouting obscenities! Fortune threatening to get violent with Troy as he stumbles towards him, even as Marcus appeals to the referee to disqualify Fortu OH ENTROPY JUST SMASHED THAT CHAIR INTO FORTUNE!"

DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!

Brad Blood: "The official was threatening to have Troy ejected, but he saw that chairshot on the big videowall behind Troy! Entropy's been disqualified!"

Jim Jackson: "Entropy and Troy are livid! ENTROPY WITH ANOTHER CHAIRSHOT TO JOHNNY FORTUNE! FORTUNE TOOK THAT FLUSH ON THE SKULL!"

Brad Blood: "Looks like he's been cut open!"

DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!

Jim Jackson: "The referee trying to break up the beatdown! Marcus Troy reluctantly leading his man away, even as Entropy threatens to use that chair again! We got other officials coming out to check on Fortune!"

Alice Aoi: "Ladies and gentlemen! The winner of the match, by disqualification, and moving on to the next round of the tournament, Johnny Fortune!"

Jim Jackson: "Fortune may have won the match and advance to the next round but will he be in shape to finish the tournament?"

by **Thaddeus Rex** Sat Nov 02, 2019 7:41 pm

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Ring of Chaos Presents: Hunter's Requiem: The Andrew Hunter Memorial Tournament Ray_ka11

Jim Jackson: "And here we are in the semi-finals of the Hunter's Requiem Tournament, and the first match of the semi-finals shall be Ray Kamaura going against The Polish Freight Train... Po1ski! Po1ski is the fresher man of the two as he managed to win without expending any stamina, though being the first match of the evening Ray has rested quite a bit."

Brad Blood: "Oh man, I hope this match goes the distance, these two guys are power houses in Ring of Chaos, this will definitely be a good brawl."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall and is the semi-final match for the Hunter's Requiem Tournament. Introducing first, 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 7 feet 1 inch tall and weighing in at 300 pounds, hailing from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania... The Rayward Son... RAY KAMAURA!"

The show resumes with the lights off, the arena remained silent and dark. A single spot light reveals a framed portrait, off on the right side of the arena, of the legendary Andrew Hunter surrounded by a massive wreath of flowers. Deep red roses accented with blue and yellow Tulips. A second spot light flashed on, illuminating three golden belts on pedestals surrounding the memorial portrait of the late Andrew Hunter.

The crowd slowly grew silent as a video began to play upon the titan-tron.

The song finished playing, Sobbing can be heard all around the arena. Several minutes passed after the end of the touching tribute the crowd began to wonder what was happening. The lights were still out. Suddenly all the spotlights flashed on and rushed to the left side of the stage as "Carry On My Wayward Son" begins being preformed live by Kansas

Ray Kamaura burst through the curtain with force before coming to settle in the very center of the stage. He paused for a moment as three golden championships back by dated banners lowering from the ceiling. Suddenly Pyrotechnics burst all around The Rayward Son before he continued his advance to the ring. 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. LET THE CHAOS COMMENCE!"

DING!

Jim Jackson: "And there's the bell! Both men just charge at each other going at it! They are just exchanging heavy blows trying to knock each other out as soon as possible! Whoa! It looks unlikely but The Polish Freight Train is actually pushing the bigger man back! Ray Kamaura is slowly inching back towards the ropes! Irish whip by Po1ski sends Ray bounding... Clothesline takes Ray down! Po1ski quickly follows it up with an elbow drop to the chest!"

Brad Blood: "Ray manages to roll away before Po1ski can do any additional damage! Ray slowly gets back to his feet. Po1ski charges in... Ray throws a big right but Po1ski slips behind him... German suplex by Po1ski... No! Ray battles out of it with stiff back elbow strikes! Ray grabs Po1ski by the neck... Chokeslam! That shook the ring! Po1ski rolls away as Ray tries to stomp on his head."

Jim Jackson: "Po1ski gets back to his feet and shakes off the damage. Kamaura charges in... Right into Po1ski's dropkick! Ray goes down! Overhand punch by Po1ski connects! Po1ski grabs Ray and picks him up... Piledriver! Kamaura's head is driven to the ground! Po1ski for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One... Tw..."

Brad Blood: "Ray gets his shoulder up! Po1ski pulls Ray up... Suplex! Leg drop by Po1ski connects on Kamaura's throat! Po1ski hooks the leg... "

Jack B. Nimble: "One... Tw..."

Jim Jackson: "No! Ray quickly kicks out! Po1ski quickly picks Kamaura up in a fireman's carry... Ray battles out of it and lands on his feet! Po1ski turns around and eats Ray's forearm! Po1ski is rocked! Big boot by Kamaura sends The Polish Freight Train into the corner! Ray charges in and rams his shoulder into Po1ski! Po1ski slumps to the ground in the corner."

Brad Blood: "Ray creates some distance and charges in... Running cannonball senton into the corner smashes Po1ski into the corner! Oh man, all 300 pounds of Ray just squashed Po1ski! Ray is not done! He pulls Po1ski out from the corner and sets him up on the canvas. Ray climbs up to the top turn buckle... Flying elbow drop! No! Po1ski rolls away! Both men stagger back to their feet."

Jim Jackson: "Both men charge towards each other and get tangled up... Ray manages to slip behind Po1ski... He has a full nelson hold locked in! Wait Po1ski backs towards the corner hard! Ray hits the turnbuckles and his grip loosens. Po1ski escapes the hold and hits a spinning backfist! Ray gets rocked! Po1ski grabs Kamaura and lifts him up... POWERBOMB INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!"

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

Brad Blood: "Holy shit indeed! I think he broke Ray! Po1ski quickly hooks the leg! This could be it..."

Jack B. Nimble: "One... Two... Th..."

Jim Jackson: "Ray Kamaura kicks out! Po1ski thought he had it there! He hooks the leg again..."

Jack B. Nimble: "One... Two... Th..."

Brad Blood: "Kamaura kicks out again! Po1ski gets back to his feet and pulls Ray up... He picks Ray up for another powerbomb... No! Ray starts landing elbows into Po1ski's head! Ray fights his way out and lands on his feet! Ray Kamaura grabs Po1ski by the forearm, twisting them around, after three twists delivers and jumping spin kick to Po1ski's mid section executing a Better Luck Next Time. Ray for the cover!"

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

Jim Jackson: "Po1ski gets a shoulder up at two! Kamaura gets back to his feet, he waits for Po1ski to get back up... Ray Kamaura falls back and bounces off the ropes before drop kicking Po1ski executing a Kablam! Po1ski is down again! Kamaura for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One... Two... Thr..."

Brad Blood: "Po1ski denies Ray the win! Ray slams his hands on the mat in frustration, just what must he do to put Po1ski away? Ray gets back to his feet and waits for Po1ski to get up... Superkick by Kamaura... No! He missed by a country mile as Po1ski scouted it! Po1ski with a double leg takedown from out of nowhere!"

Jim Jackson: "But before The Polish Freight Train can follow up on it Kamaura rolls away! Po1ski grabs Ray Kamaura's wrist, puts his arm under his opponent's armpit, and hip throws them, executing a violent Ippon Seoi Nage. Ray hits the ground hard! Po1ski picks Ray up... Gutwrench suplex! But Po1ski is still not done... He picks Ray up back on his shoulders... Samoan drop! Po1ski for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One... Two... Thr..."

Brad Blood: "No! Ray gets a shoulder up! So close but no cigar! Ray somehow staggers back to his feet... Po1ski comes in with an overhand right punch... He missed! Ray grabs Po1ski's arm and takes him down with a cross armbreaker! Po1ski tries and reaches for the ropes... He makes it! Ray is forced to let go of the submission!"

Jim Jackson: "Both men rises back to their feet... Ray with an enzuigiri out from nowhere! Po1ski is rocked! Kamaura leaps to the ropes... Springboard crossbody takes Po1ski down! Both shoulders are down!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One... Two... Thr..."

Brad Blood: "Po1ski gets his shoulder up! Ray rises back to his feet... He pulls Po1ski up and Irish whips him into the ropes... Running knee strike from Kamaura connects! Po1ski staggers around! Ray sees his chance... Ray Kamaura kicks Po1ski in the gut causing Po1ski to double over, Ray bounces off the ropes and runs past Po1ski, rebounds off the ropes and jumps, placing his foot on Po1ski's head, forcing it into the mat executing a devastaing Carry On!."

Jim Jackson: "Kamaura for the pin... Is this it?"

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

DING! DING! DING!

Jim Jackson: "Kamaura gets the win after a hard fought battle!"

Alice Aoi: "The winner of this match by pinfall and advancing to the finals... The Rayward Son... RAY KAMAURA!"

Jim Jackson: "What a match! What a match! Both men gave their all but in the end it was Ray Kamaura who came up on top. Ray offers his hand to Po1ski... The Polish Freight Train takes it! Ray helps him back up to his feet and raises Po1ski's arm. The crowd applauds in appreciation!"

Brad Blood: "Well both men deserves the appreciation from the crowd, but who will Ray fight in the finals? Will it be his friend Yuki Monotomo or his former rival Johnny Fortune?"

VS

Jim Jackson: "And here we are with the other semi-final match for the evening, whoever wins here will be advancing to face Ray Kamaura in the finals of the Hunter's Requiem Tournament. Both Johnny Fortune and Yuki Monotomo's fight have taken some toll on their bodies but it's Fortune who got the short end of the stick in this draw."

Brad Blood: "You got that right, The Fortunate One wasn't too fortunate with Entropy earlier... He may have advanced to this round but against Yuki, his chances of winning are really really really slim."

Jim Jackson: "Well don't count Fortune out Brad, we've seen him win against unbelievable adversity."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall and is a semi-finals match for the Hunter's Requiem Tournament. Introducing first, standing in at 5 feet 11 inches tall and weighing in at 215 pounds, hailing from The Tenderloin District of San Francisco, California and Residing in Chicago, Illinois... The Fortunate One, The Chaotic God... JOHNNY FORTUNE!"

The lights go black as various yells and screams are heard and suddenly the back of Johnny Fortune's jacket appears. In pink glow in the dark paint it reads "Hail Fortune!" under a large pentagram. Then "Hail to the King" by Avenged Sevenfold begins playing at the 1:36 mark as the lights begin to once again come back on. The Chaotic God turns around with a wolf-like grin on his face as he draws attention to the Ring of Chaos championship around his waist. As he approaches the ring he waves off any jeering fans. He hops into the ring and stands in the middle with arms wide open, looking to the ceiling. He removes his jacket and tosses it at Alice Aoi yelling to keep it warm. He then takes a seat on the top turnbuckle awaiting the beginning of the match.

Alice Aoi: "Introducing next, standing in at 6 feet 11 inches tall and weighing in at 245 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.

Alice Aoi: "The referee for this match is Jack B. Nimble. LET THE CHAOS COMMENCE!"

DING!

Jim Jackson: "There's the bell and Yuki Monotomo charges in hoping to end this match quickly! Johnny Fortune barely rolls out of the way in time. It looks like Johnny has been patched up a bit but any moment that cut Entropy gave him could open up again. Fortune is cautiously keeping his distance biding his time. Monotomo lunges once more for Fortune's legs... No! Fortune once again avoids his grasp!"

Brad Blood: "We're seeing a different Johnny Fortune in this match... I understand being cautious because he's hurting but he can't win the match by running away."

Jim Jackson: "Fortune is a tactician, due to his size, he has fought many opponents much larger than he is. He analyzes and finds ways to defeat his opponents applying strategies that work in his favor. Oh! He dodges another attempt by Yuki Monotomo to grab him! You can start to see frustration in Yuki's eyes. Yuki lunges in one more time! Once again Fortune manages to evade his grasp! Monotomo pounds on the ropes in frustration."

Brad Blood: "Johnny is now mocking Yuki, beckoning him to come over. Yuki charges in with a clothesline... Fortune ducks under a clothesline from Yuki Monotomo, Fortune's got a hold of Yuki from the back and lifts them up for a German suplex. Wait, he's not done, he brings up his arms and has put Yuki in a full nelson. Dragon suplex! He still isn't finished! Fortune has brought Yuki's arms behind their back. Tiger Suplex! Finally Fortune lets go! That's one deadly Deutsh Drache und Tiger!"

Jim Jackson: "And bam! Fortune's patience has paid off! Fortune hooks the leg..."

Jack B. Quick: "One... Tw..."

Jim Jackson: "Monotomo kicks out of that one but Fortune has once again created some distance between them. We can see that Yuki has lost his cool. He charges in blindly... Right into a knee from Fortune! Monotomo staggers, Fortune catches him from behind! Sleeper hold is locked in! No! Yuki slams Fortune into the corner! Fortune's grasp loosens! Yuki slips free and behind Fortune! He takes Fortune's legs out from under him with a leg sweep. Crossface! Yuki has the crossface applied!"

Brad Blood: "Yuki wrenches and applies more pressure, Fortune tries to reach for the ropes... He makes it! Monotomo is forced to release the hold. Fortune rises to his feet. Yuki with a single leg takedown... No! Fortune counters with an elbow to the back of Yuki's head! Johnny grabs Yuki's wrist and twists... Kimura lock! Will Yuki tap?"

Jim Jackson: "No! Monotomo somehow twists his body around and wrenches his arm free but Fortune connects with a dropkick sending Yuki into the corner! Fortune leaps up to the second turnbuckle and starts raining punches downwards unto Yuki! One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten! Ten punches before Yuki manages to shove Fortune off the second turnbuckle."

Brad Blood: "But Yuki is rocked! Fortune charges in again and slams his shoulders right into Yuki's ribs sandwiching the bigger man between his shoulders and the corner! Fortune grabs Monotomo's head, and brings his knees up with a brutal knee strike! He's not done! Fortune leaps up in the air and grabs Yuki... Lungblower! He just drove his knees into Yuki's chest!"

Jim Jackson: "Fortune quickly wraps his legs around Yuki's head and arm... Triangle choke is locked in! Yuki is caught in Fortune's grasp! This could be it! This could be... No! Yuki uses the last of his strength to lift Fortune up and slams him down on the top rope using the momentum of the bounce to turn around and slam Fortune to the corner turnbuckle before turning around and slamming Fortune to canvas with a modified triple Powerbomb! Fortune releases his grasp and lies unmoving on the mat!"

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

Brad Blood: "And now both men has got the crowd going!"

Crowd: "LET'S GO YUKI! LET'S GO FORTUNE! LET'S GO YUKI! LET'S GO FORTUNE!"

Jim Jackson: "And from the sound of it, the arena is split between the two men. Yuki gasps for much needed air as Fortune starts to stir on the ground. Both men are pretty beat up at this point. Yuki and Johnny slowly get back up to their feet. They slowly trudge towards each other... Yuki sweeps Fortune's leg out from under him and wretches his left arm under Fortune's neck with the elbow over the Adam's apple... No! Fortune escapes from the Black Dragon Hold! Fortune still has Yuki's arm, he's going for an armbar..."

Brad Blood: "Yuki manages to escape the hold and lunges for Johnny's legs! Yuki is going for an Argentine leglock... No! Fortune manages to escape the hold! He has Yuki's leg and applies a figure four leglock! The Fortunate One locks on the figure four! Yuki screams in pain! Yuki tries to reach for the ropes... He's too far away! Will he be forced to tap?!"

Jim Jackson: "No! Yuki Monotomo manages to flip over! It's now a reverse figure four with the pressure on Johnny's leg! Fortune screams in pain as he reaches for the ropes... Will he make it?! He does! Monotomo is forced to release the hold. The crowd cheers loudly!"

Crowd: "THIS IS WRESTLING! THIS IS WRESTLING!"

Brad Blood: "This is wrestling indeed, such technical prowess from both men. I am mesmerized! EM-EE-ES-merized!"

Jim Jackson: "I agree with you there Brad, both men are technical masters, the counters are spectacular, but from the look of things, both men seem to be nearing their limit. This match can still go either way... Both men slowly rises to their feet. They circle each other before engaging... This time it's Fortune that lunges forward! He's going for a double leg takedown..."

Brad Blood: "Yuki was expecting it! Yuki goes for a sprawl... But no! It's a feint from Fortune! Fortune wraps his hands around the back of Yuki's head and swiftly drives his knee into the head of Yuki Monotomo! He might just have incapacitated Yuki with that move! What an Unfortunate End! Fortune hooks the leg!"

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

DING! DING! DING!

Alice Aoi: "The winner of this match by pinfall and advancing to the final round of the Hunter's Requiem Tournament... The Fortunate One, The Chaotic God... JOHNNY FORTUNE!"

Jim Jackson: "What a brilliant bait and switch from Johnny Fortune! This is what won him many championships in his career."

Brad Blood: "Ray Kamaura versus Johnny Fortune... The old rivalry sparks anew! I can't wait to see how this finals will unfold!"

VS

Jim Jackson: "And here we are in the finals of the tournament, two former rivals once again meet each other inside the squared circle. Johnny Fortune and Ray Kamaura."

Brad Blood: "Yeah, these two have hated each other's guts for a long time now, their rivalry laid the foundation of Ring of Chaos, maybe it's only befitting that they shall be squaring off tonight in the finals."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is the finals of the Hunter's Requiem tournament, standing in at 5 feet 11 inches tall and weighing in at 215 pounds, hailing from The Tenderloin District of San Francisco, California and Residing in Chicago, Illinois... The Fortunate One, The Chaotic God... JOHNNY FORTUNE!"

The lights go black as various yells and screams are heard and suddenly the back of Johnny Fortune's jacket appears. In pink glow in the dark paint it reads "Hail Fortune!" under a large pentagram. Then "Hail to the King" by Avenged Sevenfold begins playing at the 1:36 mark as the lights begin to once again come back on. The Chaotic God turns around with a wolf-like grin on his face as he draws attention to the Ring of Chaos championship around his waist. As he approaches the ring he waves off any jeering fans. He hops into the ring and stands in the middle with arms wide open, looking to the ceiling. He removes his jacket and tosses it at Alice Aoi yelling to keep it warm. He then takes a seat on the top turnbuckle awaiting the beginning of the match.

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!"

The show resumes with the lights off, the arena remained silent and dark. A single spot light reveals a framed portrait, off on the right side of the arena, of the legendary Andrew Hunter surrounded by a massive wreath of flowers. Deep red roses accented with blue and yellow Tulips. A second spot light flashed on, illuminating three golden belts on pedestals surrounding the memorial portrait of the late Andrew Hunter.

The crowd slowly grew silent as a video began to play upon the titan-tron.

The song finished playing, Sobbing can be heard all around the arena. Several minutes passed after the end of the touching tribute the crowd began to wonder what was happening. The lights were still out. Suddenly all the spotlights flashed on and rushed to the left side of the stage as "Carry On My Wayward Son" begins being preformed live by Kansas

Ray Kamaura burst through the curtain with force before coming to settle in the very center of the stage. He paused for a moment as three golden championships back by dated banners lowering from the ceiling. Suddenly Pyrotechnics burst all around The Rayward Son before he continued his advance to the ring. 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. LET THE CHAOS COMMENCE!"

DING!

Jim Jackson: "And there's the bell! Both men begins their advance! Ray Kamaura lunges in first! Johnny Fortune sidesteps and trips Ray's foot!
Ray goes skidding on the canvas! Fortune quickly takes advantage of the situation and hits a knee drop on Ray's exposed back! Ray staggers to his feet, The Fortunate One grabs his head and lands a DDT!"

Brad Blood: "Ray's head bounced on the canvas! But Fortune knows that's not enough to keep the big man down. Fortune wraps his hands around the back of Ray's head and swiftly drives his knee into the head of Ray Kamaura... NO! Ray was expecting it and somehow got his arms up to protect his head blocking the Unfortunate End attempt! Fortune tried to end this early but it didn't go as planned!"

Jim Jackson: "Both Ray and Johnny get back up to their feet. Kamaura with an enzuigiri from out of nowhere stuns Johnny Fortune! He lifts Fortune up for a body slam... No! Fortune slips down behind him! He whips Kamaura around... Stunner! Kamaura staggers into the ropes... The Fortunate One charges towards Ray... Ray ducks down pulling the ropes down with him and Fortune flies over the ropes and lands outside! Kamaura flies over the top rope... Suicide senton takes Fortune out! The crowd is on their feet!"

Brad Blood: "Kamaura rolls Fortune back into the ring and quickly hooks the leg."

Jack B. Nimble: "One... Tw..."

Jim Jackson: "Fortune kicks out! Kamaura leaps up to the top turnbuckle... Are we gonna see the big man fly? Flying moonsault from the top turnbuckle... HITS NOTHING BUT MAT! Kamaura crashed and burned with that one! Wait! Now it's Johnny Fortune on the top turnbuckle... He leaps... FLYING DOUBLE FOOTSTOMP CONNECTS! OOH! That was brutal! Fortune hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One... Tw..."

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

Brad Blood: "And Ray kicks out as the crowd goes wild! Fortune grabs Ray's arm, he's going for a key lock... No! Ray grabs Fortune and turns him over in a small package!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One... Tw..."

Jim Jackson: "Fortune kicks out! Ray goes to the ropes... Springboard corkscrew kick! It connects just as Fortune is getting back to his feet sending the smaller man flying into the other side of the ring and into the apron! Fortune staggers to his feet using the ropes to pull himself up ... Ray rushes over... Fortune pulls the top rope down... NO! Ray lands on the apron! Big boot by Ray... The Fortunate One leaps backwards avoiding the boot! Running knee strike by Fortune connects! Fortune grabs Kamaura's head... DDT UNTO THE APRON! Kamaura falls to the outside!"

Brad Blood: "Fortune from the apron... Double flying knees smashes into Ray's gut! Ray is doubled over in pain! Fortune is holding nothing back here... He pulls Ray up back to his feet... Irish whip sends Ray to the crowd barricade! Ray smashes into the unforgiving steel! Fortune charges towards Ray... No! Ray dodges and trips Fortune! Fortune's head smashes into the steel barricade! AND HE'S BUSTED OPEN AGAIN!"

Jim Jackson: "What an unfortunate circumstance for Johnny Fortune. He re-opened the cut he got with his match against Entropy earlier! Blood starts pouring down Fortune's face... Ray staggers to his feet and grabs Fortune by the hair. He drags Fortune back into the ring! Ray Kamaura grabs Johnny Fortune by the forearm, twisting them around, after three twists delivers and jumping spin kick to Fortune's mid section executing a devastating Better Luck Next Time. Fortune is down! Ray goes for the cover..."

Jack B. Nimble: "One... Two... Th..."

Brad Blood: "What the?! THE LIGHTS JUST WENT OUT!!! WHAT HAPPENED TO THE LIGHTS?!!!"

Jim Jackson: "I don't know but... Wait! The lights just returned and... BAHGAWD!!! IT'S ENTROPY!!! ENTROPY IS IN THE RING AND HAS BOTH KAMAURA AND FORTUNE BY THE THROAT!!!"

Brad Blood: "Look up there on top of the entrance ramp! It's Marcus Troy!"

Marcus Troy chuckles as he makes his way down to the ring... The crowd starts booing loudly at the interruption and disrespect Entropy and Marcus Troy was showing but Troy just shrugs it off as he continues to grin.

Jim Jackson: "DOUBLE CHOKESLAM BY THE MONSTER ENTROPY LAYS BOTH KAMAURA AND FORTUNE OUT!"

Marcus Troy: "You all think I'm gonna take what happened earlier lying down? Hmph... No... This is Ring of Chaos and tonight CHAOS SHALL REIGN SUPREME! You see, ever since the doors of RoC closed down, my son Entropy has been getting restless. The hunger for violence has been building in his blood... Maybe I should thank Andrew Hunter for passing away, for without his death how else could the stage be set for Entropy's return?"

Crowd: "ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE!"

Marcus Troy: "Oh do continue chanting... After my son finishes off these two wannabes in the ring, I'm gonna send him after you all! Entropy! DO IT NOW!"

Brad Blood: "Entropy lifts Ray up to his shoulders... OH NO! IT'S THE CHAOS THEOREM! HE'S GONNA POWERBOMB RAY TO OBLIVION!"

Jim Jackson: "WAIT!!! PO1SKI JUST RUSHED INTO THE RING!!! He pulls Ray off Entropy's shoulders... Entropy tries to grab Po1ski..."

Brad Blood: "SPEAR BY THADDEUS REX! REX SOMEHOW ALSO GOT INTO THE RING AND SPEARED ENTROPY SENDING THE BIG MAN REELING! WAIT! LOOK AT THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! IT'S BOY BAKLA! THE TRANNY LEAPS AND HITS A FLYING HURRICANRANA ON ENTROPY! ENTROPY IS SENT FLYING..."

Jim Jackson: "RIGHT INTO YUKI MONOTOMO WHO IS WAITING WITH A STEEL CHAIR! YUKI ALSO HAS MADE IT TO RINGSIDE! ENTROPY'S HEAD MEETS A STEEL CHAIR AND THE CHAIR WINS! Marcus Troy is slowly inching away, Troy is on the run... But..."

THUMP!!! THUMP!!! THUMP!!!

Brad Blood: "IT'S THE MORBIDLY OBESE MAN! HE JUST BLOCKED MARCUS TROY'S ESCAPE ROUTE! TROY TRIES TO LEAVE THROUGH THE AUDIENCE... IT'S COLTON! COLTON IS THERE WAITING FOR HIM! COLTON JUST DECKED TROY! TROY IS DOWN AND OUT!"

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "Sonnuvabitch! If there is any upstaging happening tonight, it should have been me and not you and your freakshow son."

Colton spits on Troy's lifeless body before making his exit.

Crowd: "YOU DESERVE IT!!! YOU DESERVE IT!!!"

"Chaos Reigns" by Trivium starts playing on the loud speakers as Lee Morrison comes out from the tunnel.

Lee Morrison: "I knew Troy will do something like this... Good thing I had the foresight to ask everyone backstage to help out. Now get those pieces of trash out of here! I've contacted the cops and they are on their way. Now if these interruptions are over... Mr. Kamaura, Mr. Fortune, can you both continue?"

Sitting inside the ring, both wrestlers nod in affirmation.

Jim Jackson: "T-Rex, Bakla and Yuki are dragging Entropy's lifeless body up the ramp and to the backstage area, where authorities shall be waiting for him and Marcus Troy. Po1ski helps Kamaura and Fortune back up and it looks like the match will continue!"

Brad Blood: "Fortune and Ray both charge towards each other, they start trading blows! Ooh! Good back and forth over there... Despite his small size, Fortune can throw a punch! Ray with a stiff right sends Fortune to the ropes... Fortune bounces back towards Ray... Slingblade and Ray goes down. Fortune goes towards Ray... Ray counters with an armdrag sending Fortune down to the mat! Big stomp by Ray... Fortune rolls away!"

Jim Jackson: "Ray grabs Fortune from behind... The Fortunate One slips free and connects with a spinning back kick! Ray staggers to the ropes... Fortune takes the head Ray Kamaura under his left arm with Ray looking at the ceiling. Fortune just laughing all the way as he drives Ray into the mat with a reverse DDT. Fortune wraps his legs around the torso of Ray Kamaura, he just started cranking the neck of Ray back in a dragon sleeper! Fortune may just be trying to break the spirit of Ray! Kamaura could pass out or tap at any moment as Fortune locks in the Ill Fortune!!! NO! RAY'S ARMS SOMEHOW REACHES THE ROPE! The ref breaks the hold!"

Brad Blood: "Fortune wraps his hands around the back of Ray's head and swiftly drives his knee into the head of Ray Kamaura! NO! RAY HAS THE UNFORTUNATE END SCOUTED AND BLOCKS FORTUNE'S FINISHER! Ray Kamaura falls back and bounces off the ropes before drop kicking Johnny Fortune hitting a devastating KABLAM! Fortune bounces off the ropes and staggers back towards Ray... Ray Kamaura kicks Johnny Fortune in the gut causing Fortune to double over, Ray bounces off the ropes and runs past Fortune, rebounds off the ropes and jumps, placing his foot on Johnny Fortune's head, forcing it into the mat executing a skullcrushing Carry On! Ray hooks the leg..."

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

DING! DING! DING!

Alice Aoi: "The winner of this match by pinfall and winner of the Hunter's Requiem Tournament... The Rayward Son... RAY KAMAURA!!!"

Jim Jackson: "Ray Kamaura wins the tournament and the battle! What a match! What a match! The crowd is on their feet..."

Crowd: "THANK YOU FORTUNE! THANK YOU RAY! THANK YOU FORTUNE! THANK YOU RAY!"

Jim Jackson: "The crowd is showing their appreciation for the two men inside the ring. Ray Kamaura offers his hand to Johnny Fortune... Fortune takes it! Ray raises Fortune's arm as Lee Morrison makes his way back into the ring with a large trophy in hand."

Lee Morrison: "Congratulations Ray, congratulations on winning this tournament."

Lee Morrison hands Ray Kamaura the trophy then faces the crowd...

Lee Morrison: "And thank you for attending tonight! Tonight's proceed as you all know shall be going to the family of Andrew Hunter. Mr. Hunter... If you are looking down upon us from up there, I hope you are pleased with this tournament. We all miss you and we shall all remember your contribution not only to Ring of Chaos but to the word of wrestling."

Crowd: "THANK YOU HUNTER! THANK YOU HUNTER! THANK YOU HUNTER!"

Brad Blood: "Wha?! What the?! WHO TURNED OFF THE LIGHTS AGAIN?! SERIOUSLY THIS HAS GOT TO STOP!"

Jim Jackson: "The light's have come back on but wait... The trophy in Ray's hands is missing! Someone stole the trophy! Wait what's that inside the ring? It's a large burlap sack!"

Ray Kamaura, Lee Morrison and Johnny Fortune opens up the sack and empties it's contents into the canvas... Gold doubloons tumble out from the sack as the crowd gasp at the treasure that is now shining beneath the arena lights.

Brad Blood: "Look, there's a piece of paper included with the gold!"

Lee Morrison picks up the note and reads it aloud...

Lee Morrison: "A hunter provides for his family but when the hunter becomes an ex-hunter, his family will not get provided for! May this be enough for the ex-hunter's family that they may not need to hunt anymore! Signed Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing."

Jim Jackson: "What an unexpected turn of events! Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing, a wrestler who has battled Andrew Hunter in the past though not here in Ring of Chaos, has left his family a generous gift!"

Brad Blood: "I wonder if they'll miss one piece of coin..."

Jim Jackson: "Nevermind Brad! Nevermind! And with that Hunter's Requiem comes to a close! Thank you for joining us tonight here in Ring of Chaos for this special show for a special friend."

EPILOGUE

As the crowd slowly files out the arena after an eventful evening, the titan-tron comes to life...

Andrew Hunter: "WOOOOOOO-HOOOOO! What a... PLEASANT surprise, to say the least!!"

Fade in to Andrew Hunter, dressed in his favorited brown jacket, and wearing a huge smile on his mouth. He is addressing the live audience.

"I am ULOL's first, and more than likely the world's first, World Champion via internet transaction!"

Andrew throws his arms into the air. But this time controls himself over screaming out loud his most inward feelings. Again, he raises the mic back up to his lips. His composure finally seems cemented, as the look of joy and excitement mold back into the poker-faced, piercing glare which he became so famous for.

Andrew Hunter: "At this point, I'm pretty sure I have proven myself, countless times, to at least be able to hold my own against anyone in this ring. Regardless of the result, nobody escapes a match against me without feeling it."

Andrew Hunter: "I can't help but continue to think about my wrestling history. All of it. From the start. From an immature 16 year old who managed to get booked for a match to... well, now. You know, it seemed impossible. And, truth be told, I'm kind of convinced it was: me making it here, in a title bout against one of the best in the world."

Andrew Hunter: "I've always been and always will be underestimated before every fight. I mean, look at me. Too light to be any good in a real slugfest, (should) be too heavy to leap off the ropes every second of the match. Anyone who does any digging would know almost everyone has an advantage over me on the mat. And yes, I'm admitting that! Seem ridiculous?"

Andrew Hunter: "It is. However, I really did have a point to make from all this rambling on about all the reasons why I'm at a disadvantage to almost everyone. You see, most people take a look at me and chalk off the night as an easy win. Sometimes they do, but they often don't. They go in underestimating me. They don't bother giving everything. Then, ultimately, they start to realize that I'm pretty good in a fight. A little too little, and a little too late."

The camera pulls back to show the flatscreen playing Andrew's clip. The room itself is dark, nondescript. Off to one side we see a familiar, elaborate mask.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "Andrew Hunter was someone who looked to compete! As best as he can! However he can! Ready to scratch! And claw! And bite! And outbid for the win! Even if it meant going in over his head! Jumping in the deep end with no pants!"

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "Many doubted Andrew Hunter! But! He managed to become the Primo of Primos! Certified with a 10-pound gold belt! He earned every accolade! Thought out of the box to hunt down that bag! Claim his trophy!"

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "And now he is an ex-Hunter!"

A crack of light appears as Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing opens a door. And then he's outside, in front of a large crowd of his countrymen. Another individual wearing a mask and colorful robes stands opposite the masked hero, and bearing a package in her arms.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "My lovely and proud people believe successful hunters are greeted by the bounty they bagged, when they enter the Nice Place! We remember Andrew Hunter!"

The masked woman hands Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing the linen bag. He pulls out a familiar-looking championship belt and trophy. The crowd applauds as
Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing raises both the title belt and trophy, with many also raising replica championship belts.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing lays the title and Hunter's Requiem trophy on an altar, stepping back to bow before it.

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