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Chaos Supreme 04/05/2015

Post by Thaddeus Rex on Sun Apr 05, 2015 5:18 pm



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Jim Jackson: "And I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seven seals, and I heard, as it were the noise of thunder, one of the four beasts saying, Come and see. And I saw, and behold a white horse. A verse from the Book of Revelation more commonly known as the Book of the End or the Book of Apocalypse. It describes this next contest perfectly."

Brad Blood: "Of course it does! Joe Jobber is the biggest jobber we have on the roster, a man who can't even fight his way out of a paper bag, is stepping into the ring with a man who....you know what? I don't think man is a word that can be used in this context. Monster is more suitable."

Jim Jackson: "A monster of unimaginable strength, fury and bloodlust. He is the personification of mankind's fears and to make matters worse is that he has aligned himself with the despicable human being known as Marcus Troy. The fans here in attendance must be on the edge of their seats but not for the reason you would think. For an easy escape."

Brad Blood: "He is a creature that belongs in Silent Hill or Resident Evil. A think that makes Jason Voorhees look like a helpless infant. Ladies and Gentlemen, this is not for the faint of heart. Entropy has arrived!"

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

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

Alice Aoi: "Introducing next, being accompanied to the ring by Marcus Troy, standing at 7 feet 3 inches tall and weighing in at 390 pounds...  ENTROPY!"

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

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

DING!

Jim Jackson: "Joe Jobber stands facing this behemoth, shaking in his boots and being controlled by the fear hasn't moved. Cold sweat is covering his face but he is shaking it off and running in for the attack. Rights and lefts to the mid section but Entropy hasn't even moved an inch. Dropkick by jobber has no effect either."

Brad Blood: "Joe can't let the sight of this monster slow him down. He has to somehow find a weakness. He is climbing to the top rope. He launches himself with great height and is going for the missile dropkick. WHACK! Swatted out of the air like a fly buzzing around."

Jim Jackson: "Entropy has Joe by one leg and is just swinging him overhead and to the mat over and over again. Flinging him around like a rag doll as the referee can't even get close without getting hit by the body of jobber. He drops the body to the mat and just stands over him and even attempting to go for the pin. Jobber is unconscious already but the overwhelming size of Entropy is even intimidating the referee."

Brad Blood: "Marcus Troy is barking orders at the hulk in the ring. He lifts the lifeless body of Jobber up over his head in a military press and with seemingly no effort what's so ever just launches him over the top rope and straight into the crowd. Luckily they catch him and decide to give him a little crowd surf back to the ring. They just dump his body at the feet of Troy."

Jim Jackson: "Jack B. Nimble was about to begin the 10 count but Entropy stares daggers into him causing him to just stand frozen in fear while this behemoth imposes his will on this helpless competitor. Troy has obviously be using his influence to make sure that nothing there is nothing the referees can do. Entropy just steps over the rope while still staring at the referee. He hoists jobber over his head and throws him back into the ring. Troy is stopping Entropy from entering the ring."

Brad Blood: "He is giving him an order. And with the oh so familiar throat cut signal we know the end is drawing near. He enters the ring and Joe hasn't moved an inch since he was thrown back in. With one hand wrapped around the throat he lifts him up and throws him into the air. Entropy catches Jobber in a powerbomb and slams him into the mat, not once, not twice but three times before pinning him. THE CHAOS THEOREM!!"

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

Ding! Ding! Ding!

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

Jim Jackson: "Marcus Troy enters the ring to raise the hand of the monster he has unleashed upon Ring of Chaos. The EMTs are waiting around the ring for him to leave the ring for fear of what would happen if they get in his way."

Brad Blood: "After that massacre we just witnessed who could blame them. Jobber might actually be dead or at least in a coma from the moment that Entropy moved in for an attack."

Jim Jackson: "With the board in his hands and this monster at his beck and call, Troy is looking to control this federation and all of those who are associated with it, be wrestlers, workers or even fans. He will unleash the Entropy......"And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts, and I looked and behold: a pale horse. And his name, that sat on him, was Death. And Hell followed with him"."








Jim Jackson:  "And here we are again with another edition of Chaos Supreme!  Welcome and good evening to everyone watching here tonight.  We have a great show lined up for everyone this evening including two title matches!  Joining me here in the announce table is the ever incorrigible Brad Blood!"

Brad Blood:  "Well I for one am excited to get things rolling and if my sources backstage is correct, we may see the signing of a new talent here in RoC!  So what are we waiting for Jim?  Let's get this show rolling!"

Jim Jackson:  "I agree with you there Brad, so on with the show!  IT'S TIME TO LET CHAOS REIGN SUPREME!"






"Shit Towne" by Live starts playing on the loudspeakers as Diarrhea Boy bursts forth from the entrance tunnel.  The Dookie Dog also steps out from the back and after acknowledging each other, both wrestlers make their way down the ramp and into the ring.  Diarrhea Boy grabs a mic and begins to talk first.

Diarrhea Boy:  "Two weeks ago, the snake known as Crusade stole a victory...  That's right STOLE a victory...  Now I'm not one to bitch and moan but needless to say, I shall not let this go.  Both me and my mentor has been wronged by this miscreant and we demand justice."

D-Boy pauses and tries to simmer down the emotion building up inside of him.

Diarrhea Boy:  "So tonight, I propose this!  Pick a partner Crusade...  Pick a partner from the roster and come out to face me and my mentor The Dookie Dog in a tag team match and I promise you, this time the outcome shall be different.  This time, me and my mentor shall come out on top because we shall be watching each others' back.  You can try and commit your cheating ways but tonight, things will be different...  So come out Crusade, come out and face the music!"

Diarrhea Boy and The Dookie Dog waits in the ring for Crusade come out to reply.


A few moments pass by without any reply from Crusade, suddenly the big screen comes to life and Lee Morrison is seen on it.

Lee Morrison:  "It seems that Crusade is not interested in answering your challenge so let me answer it for him.  You shall get your tag match, in fact it shall be the first match of this evening!  Crusade has until that time to find a tag partner and come out or he shall face both of you alone in a handicap match.  But after tonight, no matter the result, I want this feud settled."

The screen blinks off leaving D-Boy and The Dookie Dog inside the ring.


Diarrhea Boy looks at his mentor and consults with him.

Diarrhea Boy:  "Well it seems our fate has been decided for us...  Prepare yourself Crusade and whoever you manage to find...  Tonight you shall face the wrath of The Colon-y!"

Diarrhea Boy drops the mic and exits the ring as The Dookie Dog follows and both wrestlers make their way to the back.






Pacing around Julie Rodriguez is Ray Kamaura. The Rayward son is absolutely livid about the outcome of his match with the RoC Champion, Thaddues Rex.  

Ray Kamaura: "You know what the worst part is? I actually had him! I was about to finish the pathetic, unimpressive, menial reign of T-Rex. I was about to be the Asteroid that made him extinct. I was closer than I have ever to the RoC Championship, Closer than when I battled Shogun! I had the belt in my hand! IT WAS ALL MINE!"  

Julie flinched a little as Ray reared back to swing at something. Noticing that he had just frightened the young woman, Ray Kamaura took a second to catch his breath and compose himself.

Ray Kamaura:  "My apologies."

Ray bowed his hand to her.

Julie Rodriguez: "No harm, No Foul. Anyway, Mr. Kamaura, Thaddeus Rex is once again defending his title tonight against none other than The Fortunate One, Johnny Fortune... How do you feel about that?"  

Ray hardly waited for the ever lovely Julie Rodriguez to finish asking her question before he spouted off again.

Ray Kamaura: "Look, If Johnny wants to stand between me and The RoC Championship, then let him. Too long I have stood by and let everyone walk over me. Too Long have I been Blinded by all the noise and confusion. Tonight it all ends. The path forward is clear, the end is in sight... I just have to Carry On."

Ray Kamaura turned around and began to walk away from the Interview. Julie Rodriguez took center stage to close up the segment.

Julie Rodriguez: "There you have it, Ray Kamaura won't stand for the injustice he suffered last week at the hands of The RoC World Champion, Thaddeus Rex. It Seems The Rayward Son is continuing on his path to becoming the Champion of The Ring of Chaos."

Julie smiled as the scene faded to black.






The scene opens with a camera pointed at Crusade sitting in his dark locker room. His Singapore cane is resting in his lap while he grins into the lens of the camera.

Crusade: "I honestly did not think it would have come to this, I told you all that I had a plan that would turn this company on it's head. Now those idiots have challenged me to a tag team match? Well I'll tell you right now you fucking shit heads... You will be destroyed tonight. You don't stand a chance against me alone, much less my partner!"


Crusade: "When I destroyed the Daring One, he had held me back for too long. I thought I would stay in sweet solitude for the rest of my career until the man who will help me finish you idiots stepped up and spoke with me. We decided we are tired of the way this place works and now we will force a change! We will become the most dominating force in the history of wrestling itself!"

Crusade's grin widens as he speaks, shaking his head as he stands up, cane in hand.

Crusade: "You have no idea what I am truly capable of. Every time you fools have challenged me you have been left in a heap in the ring. Your broken bodies will decorate the mat once again tonight, and you can take solace in the fact that you were a part of the beginning of a revolution. After tonight this company will never be the same again! Myself and my partner will end your pathetic careers forever, and after we do that we'll just go ahead and take the tag titles while we're at it. Get ready for a change Ring of Chaos, because when you see it you won't believe your eyes!"

Crusade begins cackling like a mad man before pushing past the cameraman, making his way to the ring.



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Re: Chaos Supreme 04/05/2015

Post by Thaddeus Rex on Sun Apr 05, 2015 5:35 pm



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Jim Jackson:  "Welcome to our first match of the evening, just moments earlier Diarrhea Boy and The Dookie Dog challenged Crusade in a tag match, our general manager Lee Morrison decided to book that match here and now with Crusade having to look for a tag partner for this match or face the duo alone in a handicap match."

Brad Blood:  "Well I don't think Crusade is in friendly terms with anyone in the locker room but still I believe that Crusade can kick both Diarrhea Boy and The Dookie Dog in the ass so hard that they'd shit themselves."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a tag team match scheduled for one fall!  Introducing first with a combined weight of 355 pounds, the team of Diarrhea Boy and The Dookie Dog...  THE COLON-Y!"

"Shit Towne" by Live starts playing on the loudspeakers as Diarrhea Boy followed by The Dookie Dog bursts forth from the entrance tunnel. Suddenly his face contorts as a foul smell emanate from his rear, he clutches the middle of his ass with one hand and rushes down the ramp. He slides into the ring as The Dookie Dog follows closely.

Alice Aoi:  "Introducing their opponents for the evening, standing in at 6 feet 1 inch tall and weighing in at 215 pounds, hailing from The Holy Land...  CRUSADE!"

A loud, eerie chanting begins to chime through the arena before "Get Born Again" by Alice in Chains begins to play. After a moment Crusade shambles out onto the ring ramp, his hair nearly covering his face as he makes his way to the ring. The zealot is wearing plain blue jean shorts along with wrestling boots, he is bare chested, showing off the tattoo of a cross on his chest. Once near the ring he rolls in, quickly making his way to a corner to await the start of the match.

Alice Aoi:  "And his partner for this evening..."

Brad Blood:  "Partner?  Crusade was able to find a partner in this short of a time?  I wonder who he found?"

Jim Jackson:  "Well we're about to find 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.  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 and grabs a mic...

Brad Blood:  "HOLY SHIT IT'S C4!  CRUSADE'S PARTNER IS C4!!!"

Colton Charles Cai Cobb:  "Tonight marks the night when I, Colton Charles Cai Cobb make my televised in-ring appearance after a long absence!  Yes, after months of tuning up in dark matches, it is time again for The Charismatic Crippler to do what he does best!  It's time for me again to remind RoC what's it's like to feel fear...  It's time for me to again remind RoC what it feels to suffer beneath my grasp as I break bones and rip muscles and I stand victorious as I begin a new regime of terror, along with my tag team partner Crusade!"

The crowd boos loudly at C4's announcement.

Alice Aoi:  "And his tag team partner, standing in at 6 feet 6 inches tall and weighing in at 235 pounds, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts, The Charismatic Crippler C4...  COLTON CHARLES CAI COBB!  The referee for this match is Jack B. Nimble!  IT'S TIME TO LET CHAOS REIGN SUPREME!"

DING!

Jim Jackson:  "Crusade and Diarrhea Boy starts off for their respective teams...  Wait Crusade tags in his partner The Charismatic Crippler at his request!  Colton Charles Cai Cobb enters the ring...   Diarrhea Boy charges towards C4...  Right into a big boot!  C4 lifts D-Boy up in the air...  Chokeslam!  Wait what's C4 doing?  He heads over to The Dookie Dog...  HE LIFTS THE DOOKIE DOG AND THROWS HIM INTO THE RING!  Crusade enters the ring too!  C4 stands over D-Boy while Crusade over The Dookie Dog...  Colton Charles Cai Cobb grabs his opponent's waist and hoists his opponent up onto his shoulder in an overhead gutwrench backbreaker rack. He then sits down and simultaneously flips the opponent forwards and downwards, slamming his opponent down to the ground face-first to one side executing an explosive Ground Zero!    Crusade lifts his opponent into the air before dropping them down face first in a gourdbuster, as he starts to get up, Crusade lunges forward, kneeing The Dookie Dog square in the temple, brutally executing the Damnation.  C4 and Crusade pin both men!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two!  Three!"

DING!  DING!  DING!

Alice Aoi:  "The winner of this match by pinfall, the team of Crusade and Colton Charles Cai Cobb..."

C4 grabs the mic from Alice Aoi...

Colton Charles Cai Cobb:  "WE ARE THE FULL-TIME KILLERS AND WE ARE HERE TO BRING YOU PAIN!"

The crowd boos loudly at the announcement of the new tag team.

Jim Jackson:  "What a comeback!  Who would have thought that Crusade would ally himself with Colton Charles Cai Cobb!"

Brad Blood:  "Are you kidding me?  This team will be awesome!  Imagine the carnage these two will bring!  Ratings will go through the roof!  THE ROOF!"






Hammerfall's "Any Means Necessary" begins to play throughtout the arena as the trio known as The Northern Kings make their way out to the entrance ramp. Lead by Allister King in the front, Shadow Callahan on the Left and Samantha King on the right. They stand and pose on top of the ramp as various colored lights shine over the crowd. After a few moments, they begin the descend to the ring, slapping the hands of the audience members who extended them. Allister and Shadow slide into the ring and sits on the middle rope, opening it up for an easier access point for Samantha. They stand and pose once more in the middle of the ring before going to grab a microphone.

Allister King:"Wellity Wellity wellingtons. Looks like the foot is up the wrong ass....wait what the hell am i saying? Let's start this shit by introducing ourselves for like the millionth time but you never know how many of you are new to this show have absolutely zero idea who we are and what we do. Well..."

Allister gets into the freddie mercury stance, takes a deep breathe then goes back to normal.

Allister King: "I'm Allister, that's Shad and that's Sammie. Howdiddy titty ya piece of shitty. We be the northern kings and tonight we are all scheduled in matches tonight. Me and shad well we have a tag title match. YEAH FOR US!!. We go against the current shapes the oriental asses. And dayum son! They are hot! Also Sam goes up against another hottie called Desiré or something."

Allister takes a punch to the face from Samantha.

Allister King: "The fuck girl?"

She takes the mic from him.

Samantha King: "The fuck? You do realize that is sexual harassment right? You could easily get that shot taken away from you. And besides i'm your damn wife! I'm the only bitch who you should be checking out and secondly I'm facing Bakla."

Allister smiles and walks behind Sam, squats and stares at her ass. Seriously, he spends about 30 seconds just staring at her ass until she Sparta kicks him in the chest.

Samantha King: "That's not what I meant, God! You are so fucking stupid! and You!"

Shadow looks about then points to himself.

Shadow Callahan: "Me?"

Samantha King: "Yes you, all you do is just stand there smoking and not saying a damn thing, letting this piece of shit do all the talking."

Shadow Callahan: "He likes to talk so why not let him?"

Samantha King: "Because everything that comes out of his mouth is a sex joke or some stupid reference."

Allister used this distraction to grab another mic.

Allister King: "The only thing coming out of your mouth is ma dick! High Five!"

Sam gives him a high five.....to the face.

Samantha King: "See? That's exactly what i'm saying. You can't even be serious for a damn minute. You are a child in a man's body."

Allister King: "A damn sexy man. Look at this ass, you know you love it!"

Allister starts shaking his ass.

Allister King: "Don't you wish your boyfriend was hot like me, don't cha?"

He continues to dance.

Shadow Callahan: "I think I see your point"

Samantha King: "Of course you can see my point, even Stevie Wonder can see my point, the guys up on the international space station can see my point."

Allister King: "Didn't stop you from getting busy with me. Ha burn!"

Shadow just stands about doing nothing while Sam face palms.

Samantha King: "And once again, your stupid antics have caused us to forget what we came out here for."

Allister King: "We were suppose to talk about our opponents, I did, job done, next subject!"

Samantha King: "But you didn't say anything except sexist remarks about their bodies."

Allister King: "Let's ask the judges, Do you mind the shit that is coming out of my mouth?"

The crowd cheers.

Allister King: "See? They don't mind, hell they even encourage me. I mean look at the 8 year old kid in the second row. He has learnt so much about the opposite gender from just hearing me speak. Women have vaginas, men have penis. Bakla is an exception to the rule. Problem? I don't think so. Anywho we have spent for too much time out here and not enough time getting ready for our matches. So get to scooting."

Allister just throws the microphone behind him without looking to see where it lands. He just swaggers out of the ring and up the ramp. After he leaves and heads backstage, Shadow and Samantha soon join. The camera fades to black as they head up the ramp.






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 inside the ring with a mic in hand.

Boy Bakla:  "Well well well, tonight it seems that y'all will see the return of yours truly back into the ring, and what a glorious return it will be!  Oh yesss..."

Bakla prances around inside the ring basking at the cheers being thrown at her.

Boy Bakla:  "Now I shall be facing Samantha King...  Someone I faced before so I know this match will be a tough one, but of course, I can beat her and I will beat her.  So sorry Sammie dear, but tonight, it'll be your shoulders that will get pinned on the canvas as the referee counts to three.  I hope you are prepared to lose..."

Bakla drops the mic and exits the ring as Cher's "Believe" starts to play again on the loud speakers.






VS

Jim Jackson:  "Our next match is a women's match betw..."

Brad Blood:  "Correction Jimbo, that's one woman and one Man-wo!  Bakla is not a woman!  He may have gotten an operation in Thailand but Bakla still does not have any ovaries!"

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall, introducing first, standing at  5 feet 10 inches tall and weighing in at 180 pounds, hailing from Manila, Philippines...  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. It casually strolls down the entrance ramp blowing kisses to it's fans before it enters the ring with flourish and heads to it's corner waiting for the match to begin.

Alice Aoi:  "Introducing next, standing in at 5 feet 11 inches tall and weighing in at 135 pounds, hailing from The Emerald Isle...  The Morrigan...  SAMANTHA KING!"

Sirenia's "The Other Side" begins to play as Samantha King walks out onto the entrance to an array or violet and scarlet lights. She is dressed in white and is wearing a black hooded cloak. Samantha continues down to the ring waving to the crowd. You can hear the whistling of the gentlemen in the audience. She enters the ring, removes her cloak and waves to the crowd.

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!  Boy Bakla and Samantha King lock arms...  They are grappling with each other trying to get an upper hand against each other.  Bakla gets a hammerlock on King...  Now King reverses it!  Bakla reverses it again!  King leaps and flips over and takes Bakla down with an armdrag!  Bakla rolls away but Samantha charges in with a clothesline...  Bakla dodges and catches her arm taking her down and locking in an armbar."

Brad Blood:  "Samantha quickly grabs the ropes before any damage is done.  Smart move by Sammie."

Jim Jackson:  "Boy Bakla lets go of the arm but quickly grabs Samantha King from behind.  She lifts King up but King flips and lands on her feet.  Enzuigiri by King connects sending Bakla to the ropes.  King with a dropkick sends Bakla over the ropes but she lands on the apron!  King charges forward but Bakla with a shoulder block through the middle rope catches her!  Bakla slingshot over the top rope with a sunset flip...  King rolls over and counters with a dropkick to the face!  King for the cover!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two..."

Brad Blood:  "The tranny kicks out at two.  Well I got to say, even though Bakla has a crappy win loss record here, that fruitcake certainly can wrestle and is pretty tenacious..."

Jim Jackson:  "Samantha King gets rocked by a hard slap!  Boy Bakla with a series of slaps sends King to the corner...  Bulldog by Bakla nails King!  Boy Bakla from the top turnbuckle...  Frogsplash connects!   Bakla for the cover!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two..."

Brad Blood:  "Samantha kicks out at two.  Bakla and Sammie have fought each other multiple times in different wrestling federations, therefore both are pretty familiar with each others' wrestling style and it shows too."

Jim Jackson:  "Boy Bakla starts throwing a few punches at Samantha King knocking her to the ropes...  Irish whip by Bakla, back body drop attempt...  No!  King leaps over her and bounces back on the ropes, Bakla turns around right into a dropkick!  King leaps to the ropes, springboard moonsault!  She hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two..."

Brad Blood:  "The man-thing kicks out at two!  Bakla knows that it needs a big win here at RoC to stay significant in the eyes of the public.  Beating Samantha would definitely show the fans that Bakla is not a has-been, this is why that fairy is fighting so hard right now."

Jim Jackson:  "Samantha King with a snap suplex sends the transsexual diva crashing to the canvas.  Springboard corkscrew legdrop by King...  Boy Bakla rolls away at the last second!  Bakla with a tornado DDT...  She nails King to the canvas!  Bakla from the top turnbuckle...  Flying elbow drop connects on The Morrigan's chest!  Bakla hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two..."

Brad Blood:  "Samantha kicks out at two!  Many people underestimate how tough Sammie is, she may now work as a valet for her husband Allister but she had a pretty successful wrestling career before that."

Jim Jackson:  "Boy Bakla starts punching away at The Morrigan...  Bakla goes for a big uppercut but misses as Samantha King dodges and counters it into a backslide pin attempt!  Bakla kicks out quickly before the referee can begin counting. King tries to throw a kick but Bakla ducks under it and counters rolling King up with a small package!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two..."

Brad Blood:  "Samantha kicks out of that one and quickly rolls away.  Smart move by Sammie, she musn't fall into Bakla's pace."

Jim Jackson:  "Both wrestlers circle each other before locking arms again...  Samantha King shoves Boy Bakla away and throws a big right but Bakla dodges it!  Boy Bakla grabs her opponent's hair and pulls it hard executing a horrible Bad Hair Day.  The ref gives a warning to Bakla.  Bakla goes in for the kill, King rolls sideways and counters with a kick nailing Bakla on the head!  Bakla drops to one knee...  Samantha King lifts herself up on Bakla's knee and hits an axe kick!  It's her signature maneuver Fullmoon Rising!  King hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Th..."

Brad Blood:  "Close but no cigar!  Bakla still manages to kick out before three!  I think Sammie's going for her finisher Banshee's Cry!"

Jim Jackson:  "Samantha King stands ready as Boy Bakla gets to her feet...   Bakla senses danger and quickly rolls away before King can execute her finisher.  King rushes towards Bakla...  Bakla leaps over King and rolls away!  King bounces off the ropes and again lunges for Bakla...  Right into a spinebuster!  Bakla hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two..."

Brad Blood:  "Sammie still manages to kick out at two!  We can see Bakla getting impatient..."

Jim Jackson:  "Boy Bakla with a body slam on The Morrigan...  She goes to the top turn buckle...  Samantha King gets up and throws a big uppercut stunning Bakla!   She hoists Bakla from the top turnbuckle into a fireman's carry...  Fallaway slam!  King leaps to the top turnbuckle...  She's going for a frog splash...  BAKLA GETS HER KNEES UP AT THE LAST MOMENT!  King is down!"

Brad Blood:  "There's a reason they are called high risk moves...  Sure if you pull it off you can get maximum damage but if countered, you'll be experiencing a whole world of hurt."

Jim Jackson:  "Boy Bakla mounts Samantha King and starts landing a few hard punches.  Bakla changes tactics and goes for a submission!  It's a crossface!  Bakla has the crossface locked in!"

Brad Blood:  "Uh-oh!  Sammie's in trouble!  That tranny is applying more pressure as Samantha claws for the ropes!  Will Sammie tap?  No!  She's almost at the ropes...  She tries to reach it...  Yes she makes it!  Bakla is forced to release the hold!"

Jim Jackson:  "Boy Bakla quickly gets to work not allowing her opponent any breathing room.  Suplex by Bakla sends Samantha King to the canvas!  Boy Bakla mounts on top of her opponent and starts slapping away hard with a series of brutal slaps until her opponent gets knocked out from the force of the slaps executing a devastating Makeover!  Bakla hits her finisher!  This could be it!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Thre..."

Brad Blood:  "No!  Samantha gets her foot on the bottom rope!  Great ring awareness by Sammie!  She may be out but her instincts kicked in and what a time for it to kick in!  The fruitcake slams its fists on the mat in frustration.  Bakla really thought that it had it there."

Jim Jackson:  "Boy Bakla lifts Samantha King up on her shoulders...  Wait!  King grabs on to the top rope and clings on for all she's worth.  She's in survival mode!  Bakla tries to throw her but The Morrigan pulls on the top rope to slip from Bakla's shoulders!  Bakla turns around and charges at King...  Leaping reverse STO from out of nowhere!  It's King's signature move Siren's Call!  Bakla is down!  King is signalling for her finisher...  The crowd is on their feet!"

Brad Blood:  "Wait!  It's Desiré!  Desiré enters the ring and attacks Samantha with a steel chair!  Payback for what happened two weeks ago!  The ref is calling for the bell!"

DING!  DING!  DING!

Alice Aoi:  "The winner of this match by disqualification, The Morrigan...  SAMANTHA KING!"

Jim Jackson:  "Desiré just cost Bakla this match!  Desiré is about to slam the steel chair on King...  Bakla rips the chair away and confronts Desiré!  Both wrestlers start arguing!  Wait!  Now Christy Chase has entered the ring!  She takes Desiré down with a double leg takedown!  This is getting messy!"

Suddenly the big screen comes to life and the general manager of Ring of Chaos is seen on it getting the attention of the wrestlers in the ring!

Lee Morrison: "Okay ladies and Bakla...  That's enough!  Now I know you want to get at each others throat but we need to settle this properly!  And what better way to settle this mess than by adding a prize!  What prize you say?"

Lee Morrison lifts a belt into view as the crowd gasps at it.



Lee Morrison: "That's right!  It's the RoC Women's Championship!"

The crowd cheers loudly as the wrestlers look at the newly unveiled RoC Title.  Before Lee Morrison can continue, oriental music starts playing on the background and out steps Nao Fook Mi and Nao Fook Yu, with the RoC Tag Tiles on their waists.

Nao Fook Mi:  "Excuse me for interrupting Mr. Morrison but it you are going to have a match for the women's title, then it is prudent to include two of your top female talents in the roster.  So if you don't mind, me and my sister would also like to enter the race for that belt!"

Nao Fook Yu nods in affirmation as Lee Morrison chuckles softly under his breath.

Lee Morrison: "Very well!  On the MAY 3 edition of Chaos Supreme, we shall have Boy Bakla versus Christy Chase versus Desiré versus Nao Fook Mi versus Nao Fook Yu versus Samantha King in an ELIMINATION CHAMBER MATCH FOR THE ROC WOMEN'S TITLE!"

The crowd goes wild at the announcement!

Lee Morrison: "But until then I expect you ladies to behave!  No ambushes, no sneak attacks!  Until then keep your paws to yourself or I will impose sanctions!"

With that, the screen goes dark as the crowd murmurs excitedly at what just transpired.

Brad Blood:  "Whoa!  What a turn of events!  With higher stakes now, this rivalry between the ladies and the tranny has risen to another level!  Who will walk away the new RoC Women's Champion come May 3rd?  I'm so excited I can orgas..."

Jim Jackson:  "No Brad, don't you dare continue with that statement!"

Brad Blood:  "Whaaat~?!"






After the women's match has ended suddenly "Who is the loved one" by Sami Yusuf is heard playing around the arena. A man with a turban is walking down the ramp while raising hands in the air and is later seen waving to the fans. He is booed probably due to him being Arabic and having a song speaking about Allahu.

Jim Jackson: "Who is this fella?"  

Brad Blood: "I don't know, idiot. We'll find out soon."

One fan calls the man "A fucking stupid Arab". Man with the turban spits in his face and calls him a "retarded infidel". He proceeds to enter the ring and takes a microphone.

Arab Turban Man: "Salamu alaykum to the ROC universe. May based Allahu bless you all! I am Rafik Arfah."

He gets booed and jeered by the entire crowd. Expect a few Muslims who cheer him proudly.

Rafik Arfah: "Please stop booing me."

Crowd: "NO! NO! NO!"

Rafik Arfah:  "I..Come o-"

A "Rafik sucks" chant starts.

Rafik Arfah:  "Alright, you idiots. I tried to be a peaceful man but you turds in the crowd decide to judge a man before he even speaks. Is it because I'm white? It's discrimination because I'm white?!"

Jim Jackson: "What is he even talking about?! I don't even think he's white.. I mean.. uh.."

Brad Blood: "How offensive of you, idiot. Let the man speak."

Rafik Arfah: "I can see you disgusting race mixture mulattoes  in the crowd are afraid of how a real man  looks. I will continue this promo without acknowledging you cunts now. I was hired because this company needed the best technical wrestler in the world who is over in the IWC to bring in more viewers and get a positive internet reputation among the smarks. I equal ratings. I will bring in at least 3,069 NJPW fans here and some of my Stormfront friends. I am over. Look at the heat I get for being a white Arab. I'm amazing."

Crowd starts a terrorist chant.

Rafik Arfah: "Lol @ you neckbeard in the crowd. Everyone knows the GM  is protecting the champ and shoving him down your  throats. Latest show was predictable as hell and it was poorly booked. I rather be on the indies but I work here now so I have no choice."

Jim Jackson: "Who does he think he is? He hasn't been here for over 20 minutes and he already makes me sick."

Rafik Arfah: "You sheeps never learn. I will be the savior of this company. I will usher in a new era of greatness and a 10/10 workrate. I will win all the titles in at least 3 months because I am the best in the world. You will  all bow down to me. I have said what was needed to be said. Later, marks."

Rafik spits into the crowd and fans try to rush the ring but are held back by security. Rafik heads backstage while flipping off the fans.


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Re: Chaos Supreme 04/05/2015

Post by Thaddeus Rex on Sun Apr 05, 2015 5:58 pm



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Brad Blood:  "We should have a great match lined up for you people next as the masked man known as Felipe Shido is about to set into the ring to face the man of a thousand jihads, Taufik"

Jim Jackson:  "Taufik has been hated by the fans for so long for looking down on them because others have looked down on him because of his religious beliefs. It's created a vicious never ending cycle of hate and anger that may be bring great success to this man or perhaps leave him on the list of future endeavored. Without any further delay, let's send it over to Alice for the introductions"

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall, introducing first, standing at 6 feet 2 inches tall and weighing in at 225 pounds, hailing from Singapore, Thailand... The Saviour... TAUFIK!"

"Freakshow" by Skillet blasting through the speakers as Taufik, with a microphone in his hands, walks out to the seas of boos from the fans and following behind him is none other than Mighty Odin. He spits on the floor before looking at Odin and instruct him to walk behind him as he makes his way to the ring. Once he reaches the apron, he praises Allah and enters the ring looking at the fans with the looks of disgust while Odin enters the ring. He looks around at the fans as they're still jeering him.  He calms himself down and gives out a smile before he starts to speak.

Taufik: "Peace upon you all."

The fans jeered harder as Taufik becomes pissed as Odin gives a stares at the crowd as he continues to speak.

Taufik: "This is how you guys are going to treat me? That's fine because you guys will burn in hell and you people know it."

The fans begin to jeer much louder as Taufik gives out a smirk.

Taufik: "You Infidels should accept me as your savior and I will guide you all to the right path just like how Odin is right now.  And just so you all know, he feels better than before because of my guidance. He knows that he is going into the right path and I hope that you all will follow suit or else I will have beat some sense into you people just like what I did last show, and just like how I'm going to do it tonight with Felipe Shido."

The fans begin to cheer for Felipe, Taufik becomes annoyed with it.

Taufik: "See, there you go. You guys cheered for people like Felipe and booed people like me and especially you women. What does that guy Felipe have? He is a disgusting man from the way he dresses to the entrance theme music. It makes a gentlemen like me look bad. Tonight, you ladies won't get to have to get an opportunity to enjoy looking at him because I'm going to make an another example of what happen to all who cross my path.  I will make sure that after I'm done with him, you people will praise Allah with me."

He goes down on his knees and gives out his praise as he waits for his opponent.

Alice Aoi:  "Introducing next, standing in at 6 feet tall and weighing in at 200 pounds, hailing From pretty far from fucking okay... The Sexiest Masked Man alive...  FELIPE SHIDO!"

Crickets begin to sound as a tumbleweed comes rolling by.

Brad Blood: "Maybe he fell down the toilet or something?"

Jim Jackson: "Or perhaps this is some kind of protest to the management, I don't know but all we know is that Felipe has not shown up for this match and that means an automatic win for Taufik"

Crowd: "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Brad Blood: "The crowd is getting restless, they want blood and they want it now. And I'm not talking about me for once."

Jim Jackson: "Well Taufik is celebrating his win in the ring like he just won the world title and the crowd isn't happy one bit. We will just hurry the show along and move onto our next match."






The scene opens in the locker room of the current and reigning RoC Tag Team Champions Oriental Spices where we see both girls being interviewed by Julie Rodriguez.  With the RoC Tag Team Title belts around their waists, Oriental Spices look ready to answer any questions thrown at them.

Julie Rodriguez:  "Good evening folks, I'm here in the locker room of none other than the RoC Tag Team Champions Oriental Spices wherein they have agreed to answer a few questions."

Julie Rodriguez turns to both girls who acknowledges her with a nod and begins the interview.

Julie Rodriguez:  "First of all, I would like to say that the fans and I would like to commend you both for keeping your word and giving The Northern Kings another chance at the titles.  You didn't have to give them another chance but you did."

Nao Fook Mi:  "Thank you Julie, you are right that we didn't have to give them this chance but it was the RIGHT thing to do.  After all that we've gone through to get these titles off the hands of Team Symphony, it would be wrong for us to use the same tactics that Alexander Melchiott did just to hold on to these belts.  I want to retain these belts fairly and not use any underhanded means because to do so would betray the fans who stood by us and we cannot do that."

Julie nods and proceeds to the next question.

Julie Rodriguez:  "Well on to the next question then, the last time Oriental Spices and The Northern Kings faces, it seemed that you were in trouble and was about to lose the tag titles if not for the unfortunate incident.  What if the same thing happened again tonight?  Plus your sister lost her match with Allister King two weeks ago, isn't that an indication or premonition of what may happen later tonight?"

Nao Fook Mi:  "No, we are more prepared tonight, we have studied our shortcomings and did everything we can to make sure we will not leave the same openings as we did before.  BUT!  But if by some chance we lose then we will lose with honor and dignity."

Julie Rodriguez continues to her next question.

Julie Rodriguez:  "Actually my next question is for your sister Nao Fook Yu..."

Fook Mi translates and her sister nods.

Nao Fook Mi:  "I'll convey your question Julie, ask away."

Julie Rodriguez nods.


Julie Rodriguez:  "Nao Fook Yu, your actions in your last title defense though helped Oriental Spices retain, was one that got heat from the fans.  What guarantee can we have that it will not happen again?"

Nao Fook Mi translates to her sister who nods and answers.

Nao Fook Yu:  "我知道你们都怀疑我.  我知道我所做的是错,我没有任何借口.  我很遗憾我的动作, 我请求宽恕.  我发誓在垴的姓名我我再也不会做!"

Nao Fook Mi steps in to translate her words which means that "She knows the error of her ways and she is very sorry for her actions, and that she has no excuses.  She also swears on the Nao family name that she will not do it again."

Julie Rodriguez nods and concludes the interview.


Julie Rodriguez:  "Thank you for your answer and for your time ladies...  There you have it folks, tonight, Oriental Spices will fight with honor, tonight, they will do the right thing whether they win or lose we shall see them shine brightly.  From the Oriental Spices locker room, this is Julie Rodriguez signing off."

The interview ends and the scene fades to black.








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VS

Jim Jackson:  "Welcome back folks, we are about to begin with the rematch everyone has been waiting for...  Oriental Spices versus The Northern Kings for the RoC Tag Team Championships!  Will Oriental Spices be successful this time in their title defense without any hi-jinks?"

Brad Blood:  "Well the fans are pretty split here tonight, half of them are rooting for the champs while the other half are rooting for the challengers.  Let us go to Alice for the introductions."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a tag team match scheduled for one fall AND IS FOR THE ROC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!  Introducing first, weighing in with a combined weight of 260 pounds, the team of Nao Fook Mi and Nao Fook Yu, they are YOUR CURRENT AND REIGNING ROC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...  ORIENTAL SPICES!"

Oriental music starts playing on the background as smoke covers the mouth of the entrance tunnel. Out leaps Nao Fook Mi and Nao Fook Yu, both are wearing a short cheongsam and quickly makes their way down entrance ramp and enters the ring. They both bow and give respect to the crowd before heading to their corner.

Alice Aoi:  "Introducing next, the challengers, with a combined weight of 510 pounds, the team of Allister King and Shadow Callahan...  THE NORTHERN KINGS!"

Blue and Red lights shine throughout the arena as Hammerfall's "Any Means Necessary" begins to play. Allister King and Shadow Callahan, walk out onto the entrance ramp to a thunderous roar of the crowd. They pose on the top of the ramp as white pyrotechnics begin to rain down behind them. They continue to walk down to the ring, smiling to the crowd. Allister high fives a few off the audience members before sliding into the ring. Shadow just casually walk up the steps and into the ring. They poses once more for the crowd before disrobing of all of the excess attire and Shadow places his cane in the corner.

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, it's Allister King and Nao Fook Mi starting for their respective teams.  King tries to grab Fook Mi, Fook Mi ducks under Allister's arms and bounces off the ropes... Dropkick to the back sends King flying.  King rolls back to his feet and smashes right into a flying knee!  King staggers, bulldog by Fook Mi plants King to the canvas!  Springboard moonsault by Fook Mi...  King rolls away but Fook Mi lands on her feet and quickly hits an enzuigiri just as King gets up...  King crumples to the canvas!  Fook Mi hooks the leg."

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Tw..."

Brad Blood:  "Allister kicks out at two...  It is clear from the start that Fook Mi has set the pace, dictating the match on her own terms.  Smart move by Fook Mi, she cannot let Allister dictate the pace.  Being in control will very much shift the match to your advantage."

Jim Jackson:  "The King of Fool stagger to his feet, he's trying to move to Shadow Callahan's hand...  A dropkick stops Allister King in his tracks.  Nao Fook Mi bounces off the ropes...  King goes to his belly as Fook Mi goes over him, Fook Mi again on the ropes...  King this time leaps over Fook Mi, King for the dropkick...  Fook Mi holds on to the ropes and brakes!  KING HITS NOTHING BUT AIR!  Fook Mi off the ropes connects with a springboard legdrop!  Fook Mi with an Irish whip sends King crashing to their corner.  Tag to her sister Nao Fook Yu!  The Oriental Spices lift Allister King up on their shoulders...  DOUBLE POWERBOMB INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!  Fook Yu leaps into the ring and starts hitting King with a barrage of kicks."

Brad Blood:  "Smart move by the twins, keep Allister on their side and continue to work on him.  Allister is possibly the weaker link in their team, if they can keep Allister from tagging in the muscle of the team, they may have this one in the bag.  Plus it looks like Fook Yu is giving Allister some payback from their match two weeks ago."

Jim Jackson:  "Brutal stomps by Nao Fook Yu continues as the self-dubbed Jester of the Ring slumps down to the canvas.  Fook Yu gets some distance...  ROLLING SENTON RIGHT INTO ALLISTER KING CRUSHING HIM INTO THE LOWER TURNBUCKLES!  Fook Yu drags King back up to his feet...  She starts slapping King around!  King staggers like a headless chicken...  Nao Fook Yu leaps to the top turnbuckle before leaping off and spearing her opponent from above executing a spine-tingling Express Delivery!   Fook Yu hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two..."

Brad Blood:  "Allister still manages to kick out despite that brutal signature maneuver by Fook Yu.  Fook Yu is certainly not pleased by this and it's showing in her reaction.  Before her temper can get the good of her, Fook Yu does the right thing and tags in her sister!"

Jim Jackson:  "The Oriental Spices with a double Irish whip again sends the King of Fools crashing into their turnbuckles...  Both girls charge in one after the other...  Nao Fook Yu hits a clothesline to the corner before rolling out just as her sister hits a dropkick.  Beautiful coordination between the champs.   Allister King really needs to get a tag but so far the twins are doing a great job keeping him from his team mate.  Nao Fook Mi grabs her opponent's head and puts him 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.  Fook Mi hits her signature move!  Could this be it?  Fook Mi for the cover!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Thr..."

Brad Blood:  "Whoa!  Allister hangs in there!  But it is clear that the champs are wearing him down.  His only salvation is if he can get a much needed tag.  Oriental Spices seem to have a good game plan going on tonight and if this keeps up, we may see them retain the tag titles."

Jim Jackson:  "Nao Fook Mi has Allister King in a headlock keeping him grounded on the canvas...  She's slowly wearing away the challenger...  King slowly struggles and is somehow forcing his way back up to his feet, he shoves Fook Mi into the ropes...  Fook Mi bounces back...  Clothesline by King misses!  Fook Mi bounces off the ropes...  CORKSCREW CROSSBODY!  KING BENDS OVER BACKWARDS BARELY DODGING IT!  Fook Mi hits the canvas!  Allister King leaps to their corner for the tag...  NO!  Fook Mi is able to grab hold of King's leg!  She spins King around, King counters with a clothesline, Fook Mi ducks under it and goes for an enzuigiri, King weaves out of the way and rolls to their corner...  FOOK MI LEAPS AND GRABS ALLISTER FROM THE BACK...  BACKSTABBER!  So close!  Shadow Callahan shakes the ropes in frustration!  Fook Mi hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Thre..."

Brad Blood:  "Ohhh!  Allister manages to kick out just a fraction of a second from a full three count!  So close!  Looks like Fook Yu wants dibs on Allister now, Fook Mi drags Allister to their corner...  She tags in her sister...  Fook Yu looks ready to bring some pain to Allister."

Jim Jackson:  "Nao Fook Yu slinghsots over the top rope and connects with an elbow drop.  She drag Allister King to his feet...  She starts chopping King lighting his chest up as the crowd goes WOO!.  Irish whip by Fook Yu...  Reversed by King and Fook Yu is sent crashing to the turnbuckles!  King slowly crawls towards Shadow Callahan...  Callahan has his arms out...  Fook Yu charges in and knocks Callahan off the apron!  Things are not looking good for The Northern Kings...  Fook Yu with a couple of stomps grounds the King of Fools.   She begins to taunt him showing him no respect.  Fook Yu waits for King to stagger up to his feet...  Nao Fook Yu grabs her opponent by the head and brings her knees up five consecutive times knocking her opponent out executing a brutal Side Street Special.  This could be it!  Fook Yu for the cover!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Thre..."

Brad Blood:  "No!  Allister gets his foot on the bottom rope!  Allister's ring awareness saved him from the loss!  Fook Yu drags Allister to the middle of the ring and hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Thre..."

Jim Jackson:  "Again Allister King kicks out!  Nao Fook Yu is showing signs of frustration.  She starts to stomp on King's chest...  One!  Two!  Three!  Four!  KING CATCHES FOOK YU'S FOOT ON THE FIFTH STOMP ATTEMPT!  Fook Yu tries to pull away...  King holds on and uses the momentum Fook Yu used to pull away to pull himself up...  Dragon legscrew from King but he doesn't let go!  King locks in a figure four leglock!  Fook Yu is caught in a submission hold!  She tries to reach for the ropes but it's inches away!  Could this be the chance The Northern Kings are looking for to turn things around?"

Brad Blood:  "It could be Jimbo!  In fact if Fook Yu don't get to the ropes, she may have to tap and we may see the title change hands!  What a turn of events!  Just like that the tables have turned!  Fook Yu tries to inch towards the ropes as Allister applies more pressure to the hold!  Fook Yu is just less than an inch away from the ropes...  Can she make it?  We see pain etched on her face!  Fook Yu with a final lunge...  SHE MAKES IT!  Allister is forced to release the hold but it seems that the figure four has done it's work.  The length of time Fook Yu's leg is in that hold has certainly incurred some damage.  Allister rolls towards Shadow's hand..."

Jim Jackson:  "Nao Fook Yu realizes that Allister King is about to get a tag, she lunges forward to try and stop him...  No!  She stumbles still clutching her leg!  King makes the tag!  Shadow Callahan enters the ring!  Lariat by Callahan but Fook Yu ducks below it!  Before Fook Yu can react Callahan grabs her from behind...  German suplex!  Clearly her hurting leg hindered her movements.  Callahan grabs Fook Yu...  Piledriver sends Fook Yu's head into the canvas!  Fook Yu is down!  Callahan goes for the cover!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two..."

Brad Blood:  "Fook Yu somehow manages to get a shoulder up at two!  Still the tide certainly has turned now that the powerhouse of the team Shadow has entered the ring.  All the advantage that the Oriental Spices have gained working on Allister has gone down the drain."

Jim Jackson:  " Shadow Callahan lifts Nao Fook Yu up on his shoulders...  He's going for a powerslam but Fook Yu somehow manages to slip free!  Fook Yu tries to tag her sister...  Shadow Callahan grabs her and spins her around...  Discus clothesline...  FOOK YU DUCKS AND THE REFEREE ALMOST GETS HIS HEAD KNOCKED OFF AS HE GOES OVER THE TOP ROPE AND LANDS OUTSIDE!  Fook Yu leaps for her sister's hand while Callahan is distracted...  She gets a tag!  Nao Fook Mi leaps to the top turnbuckle...  Flying crossbody from the top turnbuckle...  NO!  Callahan catches Fook Mi and counters with a backbreaker!   Fook Mi clutches her back writhing on the canvas.  Callahan tries to grab Fook Mi but she manages to stagger away.  Callahan charges towards Fook Mi...  She ducks down and pulls the top rope down with her!  Callahan goes over the top rope and lands outside!  Fook Mi sees her chance to attack...  Slingshot corkscrew splash to the outside connects!  The crowd goes wild!"

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

Brad Blood:  "She may have taken out Callahan but at what cost?  I think she also hurt herself with that move!  She's still on the ground!  Good thing the referee is out or both wrestlers may get counted out!  Wait!  Fook Yu is slowly inching towards Shadow...  Looks like she's planning something sneaky...  Allister realizes it and lumbers towards Fook Yu..."

Jim Jackson:  "Allister King charges in and tries to catch Nao Fook Yu with his signature Hadoukick but Fook Yu dodges!  Fook Yu with a hurricanrana sends King crashing into the steel steps!  She grabs King's head...  DDT into the steel steps!  King is down and out!  Fook Yu looks under the ring apron...  She pulls out a steel chair!  She raises it over Shadow Callahan's head!  The crowd starts to boo loudly!  Fook Yu is about to strike...  Is she's...  Is she's having second thoughts?!"

Brad Blood:  "Oh c'mon just use the chair already!  The referee is out, her sister is out so this is the perfect chance to use it on Shadow!  No one will know!  Why is she getting a conscience now?!  C'mon stop hesitating and just drive that chair into Shadow's head already!  Aww!  Now she lowers the chair..."

Jim Jackson:  "W-wait!  Shadow Callahan has regained his bearings and he looks up to see Nao Fook Yu with a steel chair in her hand...  Fook Yu tries to explain but Callahan is hearing none of it!  He hits a hard right sending Fook Yu reeling!  Callahan lifts Fook Yu up...  POWERBOMB INTO THE RING APRON!  Fook Yu is down and out!  Nao Fook Mi now regains consciousness to see Callahan powerbombing her sister into the apron!  Fook Mi screams and charges toward Callahan!  Spinning side kick sends Callahan to the apron!  Fook Mi leaps to the apron and kicks Callahan in the face!  Callahan staggers outwards...  Fook Mi from the ring apron... Springboard moonsault right on target!  Callahan is down!  Fook Mi leaps to the ring apron and then to the top turnbuckle...  She waits for Callahan to stagger into range...  SHOOTING STAR PRESS TO THE OUTSIDE...  NO!!!   CALLAHAN INTERCEPTS HER WITH A SHOULDER BLOCK SENDING HER FLYING INTO THE STEEL RAILINGS!!!"

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

Brad Blood:  "I-I think he just broke Fook Mi!  Shadow grabs Fook Mi and throws her into the ring...  He slides through the bottom rope and hooks her leg!  This could be it!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Thre..."

Brad Blood:  "HOW DID FOOK MI STILL KICK OUT OF THAT?!"

Jim Jackson:  "Shadow Callahan grabs Nao Fook Mi and drags her to her feet...  Shadow Callahan kicks Nao Fook Mi in the gut forcing her to her knees. He grabs Nao Fook Mi by the head. Shadow Callahan places it between his legs before lifting up for a powerbomb. Shadow Callahan lets out a primal scream before viciously throwing Nao Fook Mi to the mat neck first. He places his foot on their chest for a pin attempt.  CALLAHAN HITS HIS FINISHER ANEUTHANASIA!  This could be it!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!"

Brad Blood:  "Fook Yu staggers into the ring and tries to break the three count..."

Jack B. Quick:  "Three!"

Brad Blood:  "SHE DOESN'T MAKE IT AND THE MATCH IS OVER!  WE HAVE NEW TAG CHAMPS!  WE HAVE NEW TAG CHAMPS!"

DING!  DING!  DING!

Alice Aoi:  "The winner of this match by pinfall and your NEW ROC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...  The team of Allister King and Shadow Callahan...  THE NORTHERN KINGS!"

Jim Jackson:  "The arena explodes in cheers after a stellar performance from both teams!  Oriental Spices tried their best and could have walked away still the champs but unfortunately they fell short!  Allister King is just realizing what happened...  Shadow Callahan accepts both belts and hoists them up in the air as King enters the ring and starts celebrating with his partner!"

Brad Blood:  "Fook Yu is looking at The Northern Kings with anger as she cradles her sister's head on her lap.  Shadow approaches her to offer some help but she slaps his hand away!  Looks like things are not over...  Once Fook Mi recovers, we'll be sure to see them cash in their rematch clause."






"Carnivore" by Starset starts playing on the speakers and 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 the crowd starts to pelt him with loud boos, proof of the legacy and notoriety that he has amassed through the years. He sneers at the booing crowd as he makes his way down the ramp, mocking them, taunting them, reveling at the animosity that is aimed towards him.  He leaps up unto the ring apron and raises the belt up in the air garnering more boos.  He then enters the ring and waits for the fans to settle down before speaking.

Thaddeus Rex:  "So once again my RoC Title is on the line...  Once again this nigga' shall defend this belt which I've hold against another hopeful, in other words another gnat waiting to be swatted down and shown his place here in Ring of Chaos.  Yes, I'm speaking about Johnny Fortune, the so called Fortunate One...  Well Johnny, tonight...  Your fortune ends!  Tonight, I'll show you that the only luck that reigns in the ring is the one carved out with these."

Thaddeus Rex raises both his fists at the crowd.

Thaddeus Rex:  "Of course you may beg to differ, you may think that you have what it takes to beat this brotha', but let me tell you something...  Your delusions will only amount to one thing...  And that's getting your shoulders pinned down to the mat as the referee count ONE TWO THREE!"

T-Rex hoists the belt over his shoulders and exits the ring as "Carnivore" by Starset starts playing again on the speakers and the crowd begin to boo him once more.






The camera opens up backstage to show Marcus Troy making himself a nice cup of Earl Grey tea when suddenly a hand  slaps him on the back. As he turns to see who it was, Allister King just leans forward with a big smile on his face.

Allister King: "S'up bitch, remember me?"

Marcus Troy: "Unfortunately Mr. King I find it almost impossible to forget a fool like you."

Allister King: "Hey, ahahaha, remember the time, hahahaha, sorry trying to keep a straight face here wooo, remember the time, that i kicked your sorry ass about the ring and then you disappeared for a while cause you were just too embarrassed to show your face. Aaaah good times. Hey! What's that over there?"

As Troy turns his head to see what he is pointing towards, Allister King quickly says...

Allister King: "A distraction!"

*He knocks the scolding hot tea out of his tea sending it all over him.

Allister King: "Hahahaha bitch ass bitch. Thinking you are so smart but getting out smarted by me. Your face is turning red, what's the matter? Going to cry boo hoo hoo. What ya going to do troy boy huh? Go take a swing come on!"

Marcus Troy: "Sonnuvabi..."

Troy's face changes to an evil grin as Allister is unaware of the hulking monster standing behind him. Allister takes a step back and bumps into him. Without taking his eyes of troy, he reaches around to feel what it was. His face slowly goes changes when he feels the mask of the beast known as Entropy.

Marcus Troy: "I believe you still haven't had the honor of meeting my ward, Entropy..."

Allister King: "You think this big nemesis looking mother fucker going to be able to stop me? Well guess what?"

Allister runs straight through Troy and continues straight without slowing down. He hesitates when he gets to the end of the hall when given with the problem of turning left or right. He chooses left and is gone.

Marcus Troy: "God dammit!  Go find that fool and make him suffer!"

Entropy begins to follow the hunt for Allister.



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Re: Chaos Supreme 04/05/2015

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The scene opens up to Johnny Fortune, sitting back to a wall staring at his own championship gold. He is waiting, not for anything in particular just waiting. After awhile of simply waiting Johnny Fortune begins to speak.

Johnny Fortune: "My Fortune ends here? Is that really what you have to say? You old dinosaur, let me tell you something about my fortune: it doesn't end. You want to say I'm the gnat to be swatted? Please, you've simply been keeping that belt warm for me until Lee Morrison got off of his lazy ass and realized that I deserve this match. You are to me as a seed is to a field of crops ready for harvest. You may have age, you may have experience, you may be a prison hardened thug. But that is all you are, a thug and a thug is nothing compared to a God."

The Fortunate One slings his Lightweight championship over his shoulder and stands up back still to the wall.

Johnny Fortune: "Finally, you'll realize that like the dinosaurs you are familiar with, you will be wiped out by chaos brought upon this Earth. I don't have delusions of defeating you. I had a premonition a long time ago that I would stand over the body of my opponent holding the ROC Championship over my head laughing as Lee Morrison cried himself to sleep. That is what will happen tonight, whether you're pinned, tap, or get your ass knocked out. You think luck is for the weak? Well, then good luck old man. You'll need it."

Johnny Fortune walks off presumably to get ready for his match as the screen fades to black.






Allister is now outside the arena and is out of breathe after running out of the arena and away from Entropy.

Allister King: "Ha! Ha! Ha! Lost him.....finally. Well i guess i need to go back and get my stuff."

As he turns around, He sees the hulking mass walking towards him.

Allister King: "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Allister bolts down a nearby alley where he trips over a homeless man living there.

Allister King: "OW! MY FUCKING KNEE!!"

Allister grips his knee in pain but he remembers why he was running. He gets to his feet but Entropy has already found him.

Allister King: "HOBO SHIELD ACTIVATE!!!"

He grabs the hobo and throws him at Entropy and runs for his life.

Hobo: "..........."

Scene fades to black.








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Jim Jackson:  "And here we go, the main event of the evening!  A match for the RoC World Title between Thaddeus Rex and Johnny Fortune."

Brad Blood:  "It would be interesting to see the crowd reaction since the fans hate both men."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall AND IS FOR THE ROC WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!  Introducing first, standing in at 6 feet 4 inches and weighing in at 230 pounds, hailing from Harlem, New York...  He is your current and reigning ROC WORLD CHAMPION, 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 the crowd starts to pelt him with loud boos, proof of the legacy and notoriety that he has amassed through the years.  Ignoring the negative reaction from the crowd, he makes his way to the ring and leaps to the apron.  He lets out a loud roar which silences his detractors before he enters the ring and heads to his corner to wait for the match to begin.

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

The lights in the building go dark and after a few seconds "Chaos Theory" By ShockOne begins to play and strobe lights begin to flash in the arena as a figure dressed in a leather jacket spray painted in orange and green glow in the dark spray paint and jean shorts and pink hair is seen among the crowd. He walks among the arena slapping random fans in the back of the head and laughing all the way until he reaches the barricade in which he jumps on top as the strobe lights cut as soon as the lines "Ladies and Gentlemen I present to you Chaos theory" Are played over the sound system. Johnny Fortune hops from the barricade and into the ring shaking ropes and twitching his head looking back and forth waiting for something to happen. He rips off his jacket and throws it in the face of Alice Aoi. Laughing all the way as he sits atop one of the turnbuckles.

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!  The champ and the challenger circle each other waiting for an opportunity to strike, though they taunted and called out each other, each knows what the other is capable of.  It's the challenger that charges in first.  Thaddeus Rex throws a big right, but Johnny Fortune ducks below it, he rolls and bounces off the ropes...  Right into a lariat by T-Rex!  Fortune quickly recovers and rolls away before T-Rex can capitalize.  The champ charges forward...  Leg trip by The Fortunate One takes him down!  Leg drop by Fortune but Rex rolls away!"

Brad Blood:  "Both men have gotten some shots in but they are still feeling each other out.  Both T-Rex and Johnny know that all they need is one mistake and the other will quickly use it to get the advantage."

Jim Jackson:  "Both wrestlers lock arms, Thaddeus Rex quickly gets a headlock on The Fortunate One.  Johnny Fortune shoves out of the headlock and sends T-Rex to the ropes...  Dropkick by Fortune connects!  Fortune goes for the legs, he's going for a Texas cloverleaf...  Thaddeus Rex counters and rolls up in a single-leg Boston crab!  Fortune quickly counters it rolling T-Rex into a small package!  The champ quickly kicks out before the referee can start the three count."

Brad Blood:  "Hate them if you must but that was just some first class wrestling.  T-Rex may not be a technical wrestler but he certainly showed us some skills there, and Johnny showed us that even with his size disadvantage, he can still use skill to overcome the bigger man."

Jim Jackson:  "The champ cautiously approach Johnny Fortune...  He throws a big right, Fortune barely dodges it but Thaddeus Rex quickly follows up with a European uppercut catching Fortune sending him reeling to the ropes!  T-Rex catches The Chaotic God, he spins...  Spinebuster!  T-Rex isn't done, he lifts Johnny Fortune up...  Vertical suplex!  A couple of kicks to the ribs makes Fortune wince in pain.  T-Rex hoists Fortune up on his shoulders...  Gorilla press slam!  Elbow drop by the champ!  He hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two..."

Brad Blood:  "Johnny kicks out at two!  The lightweight champ is not going down that easily.  The match he went through to finally win the RoC Lightweight title is something that is as grueling as any RoC World Championship match is.  T-Rex better be prepared to have a fight on his hands."

Jim Jackson:  "Looks like the champ has Johnny Fortune up on his shoulders he's going for a powerslam...  Fortune starts fighting back with elbows!  The Fortunate One slips free and quickly takes Thaddeus Rex down with a Russian legsweep.  T-Rex gets up right into a dropkick which sends him reeling to the ropes.  Fortune leaps...  T-Rex dodges and shoves Fortune sending his neck into the top rope!  Fortune bounces back right into T-Rex's arms...  German suplex!  Fortune quickly rolls away and slips out of the ring!  The crowd starts to boo as the ref starts the ten count."

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

Brad Blood:  "T-Rex slips out and chases Johnny!  Johnny quickly slides back into the ring...  T-Rex follows right into a double axe handle to the back!  Smart move my Johnny there.  If things are not going your way, get it back to your pace by any means necessary."

Jim Jackson:  "Johnny Fortune starts stomping away at the champ.  Big legdrop to the back of the neck by Fortune.   The Chaotic God is not done...  He drags Thaddeus Rex back up...  Irish whip sends T-Rex crashing into the corner!  Fortune charges in...  Big knee right into T-Rex's head!  Bulldog from the corner connects!  T-Rex tries to get up but a snapmare sends the champ back down!  Thaddeus Rex is lying on the ground facing the floor Fortune ties the legs of Thaddeus Rex around his left leg and reels their arms back with his boot on the back of Thaddeus Rex's head and  brutally forces the head of Thaddeus Rex to the ground with his foot. Thaddeus Rex Just experienced the Chaotic Communion!  Could this be it?  Fortune for the cover!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two..."

Brad Blood:  "T-Rex gets a shoulder up at two!  T-Rex had a brutal fight with Shogun to win that title, it'll take more than that from Johnny if he wants to get the three count.  Way way more."

Jim Jackson:  "The Chaotic God Irish whips Thaddeus Rex to the corner hard...  T-Rex slumps to the ground his back still leaned on the corner...  Thaddeus Rex is sitting in the corner, head resting on the second turnbuckle. Johnny Fortune gets a wild look in his eyes, licks his lips. Johnny Fortune is running straight for Thaddeus Rex Fortune Jumps up and kicks Thaddeus Rex straight in the head. My Lord that's Chaos Theory!  Fortune grabs the champ he's going for his finisher The Unfortunate End...  Johnny Fortune wraps his hands around the back of Thaddeus Rex's head...  T-Rex shoves him off into the turnbuckles!  Fortune hits the turnbuckles chest first before bouncing back into T-Rex's arms...  Tiger suplex! Fortune hits the mat hard but T-Rex falls to his knees."

Brad Blood:  "T-Rex is feeling the brunt of Johnny's attacks.  He may have gotten a little reprieve now but will it be enough for him to gain the momentum back?  Johnny is slowly rising to his feet.  T-Rex meanwhile is still on his knees..."

Jim Jackson:  "Thaddeus Rex rises to his feet albeit he's still a little unsteady...  Johnny Fortune throws a big right...  T-Rex catches his arm!  Fortune tries to counter with a left...  T-Rex catches it too!  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.  Fortune falls to his knees!  Big boot by Thaddeus Rex sends him to the canvas!  Thaddeus Rex approaches his opponent who is lying facing down. He grabs his opponent's arms, and pulls it to his opponent's back. Thaddeus Rex then rolls or flips forward into a bridge, applying pressure on the wrist and elbow executing a Grounding the Prey!  T-Rex has his signature submission maneuver locked in!  This could be it!"

Brad Blood:  "Johnny is clearly in pain...  He tries to go for the ropes...  He's too far away!  Johnny looks like he's gonna tap!  NO!  He uses every ounce of strength to lunge forward...  Will he make it to the ropes?  Yes he does!  T-Rex is not letting go!"

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

Jim Jackson:  "The champ releases the hold close to being disqualified but in doing so maximizing the damage on Johnny Fortune's arm.  Thaddeus Rex lifts Johnny Fortune up in the air...  Pump-handle slam!  Fortune from the second turnbuckle...  Double legdrop!  T-Rex waits for Fortune to get back to his feet...  He's setting up for his finisher Rampage!  Thaddeus Rex charges towards his opponent and...  The Fortunate One leaps out of the way!  T-Rex rams into the turnbuckles shoulder first!  Fortune charges towards the champ...  He leaps and nails both knees into T-Rex's back!  Side suplex by Fortune!  He hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two!  Th..."

Brad Blood:  "Close but the champ still hangs on!  Johnny knows he needs to do more damage if he is to pin T-Rex and win that title.  He's signalling for his finisher Ill Fortune!  If this connects we may have a new world champ!"

Jim Jackson:  "Johnny Fortune takes the head of Thaddeus Rex under his left arm with Thaddeus Rex looking at the ceiling...  T-Rex twists his head free and gets Fortune's back!  Atomic drop!  Fortune howls in pain clutching his ass...  Neckbreaker by T-Rex!  Fortune slowly gets back up to his feet...  Irish whip sends him to the ropes...  Clothesline almost takes Fortune's head off!  T-Rex screams in fury.  He picks Fortune up...  Shoulderbreaker!  T-Rex hooks the leg..."

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two!  Th..."

Brad Blood:  "Johnny shows us why he's the RoC Lightweight Champion.  T-Rex certainly now realize that this match is just as challenging as when he was fighting Shogun."

Jim Jackson:  "Irish whip by the champ sends the challenger crashing into the turnbuckles...  Thaddeus Rex charges in...  Big body avalanche squashes Johnny Fortune into the corner!  Before Fortune can fall down, T-Rex starts ramming his shoulders into Fortune's chest!  Thaddeus Rex picks Fortune up...  Bodyslam!  T-Rex is going up the turnbuckles..."

Brad Blood:  "Now this is a rarity!  I can't even remember the last time we saw T-Rex climb to the top turnbuckle...  T-Rex leaps...  Flying legdrop MISSES BY A COUNTRY MILE!   Now we know why we don't see T-Rex go up."

Jim Jackson:  "The Chaotic God quickly rolls away distancing himself from the champ.  He tries to catch his breath to recover while the champ is nursing a painful rear...  Thaddeus Rex slowly gets back up to his feet.  Johnny Fortune has used the turnbuckles to lift himself up...  Both wrestlers charge towards each other at the same time...  Fortune ducks below a discus clothesline...  Backstabber!  T-Rex is down!  Fortune hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Nimble:  "One!  Two!  Th..."

Brad Blood:  "No!  T-Rex still kicks out at two!  Johnny knows that it's now or never...  He's going for his finisher Unfortunate End!"

Jim Jackson:  "Johnny Fortune wraps his hands around the back of Thaddeus Rex's head...  T-Rex blocks Fortune's knee and counters it with a suplex!   Fortune struggles to his feet...  Thaddeus Rex charges towards his opponent and spears him to the ground.  He then mounts his opponent and proceeds to hammer down with both fists until his opponent is beaten to unconsciousness executing an extremely violent Rampage!  T-Rex hits his finisher!  He hooks the leg this could be it!"

"Chaos Reigns" by Trivium starts playing on the loud speakers and Lee Morrison, dressed in a three piece Calvin Klein suit, steps out from the entrance tunnel surrounded by security and the police.  The crowd seems confused at the sudden appearance of the general manager of Ring of Chaos.

Brad Blood:  "What the?  What's Morrison doing out here?  Why are there cops?  T-Rex does not look amused, he had this match won."

Lee Morrison:  "Okay, stop this match this instant.  Now before we continue I'm afraid to say that this match has been declared invalid!  Why you ask?  Well earlier today we had a surprise inspection in everyone's locker room and surprise surprise, look what we found inside the locker room of our RoC World Champion..."

A cop with DEA printed on his jacket steps forward and opens a gym bag filled with clear plastic bags filled with white powder...

Lee Morrison:  "Yes, that's what you all think it is...  Cocaine!  It seems our dear RoC World Champ Thaddeus Rex is also a drug peddler...  And from the amount of drugs found in his locker, he's probably one of the bigger fishes in the world of drug dealings...  His actions therefore has forced me to strip him of the RoC World Title!"

Thaddeus Rex:  "THAT'S NOT MINE!  THIS IS YOUR WORK MORRISON!  YOU'RE FUCKING FRAMING ME IN FRONT OF ALL THESE..."

The general manager of RoC cuts him off.

Lee Morrison:  "Frame you?  Now that you're caught with your pants down, you try to turn things around and say that I framed you?  That's preposterous!  You're caught red handed here Rex, I knew it was a mistake hiring a man with a criminal background yet I still gave you the chance.  You squandered your chance and now you're going back to jail!  Now get that trash out of my building!"

The cops all converge into the ring taking down Thaddeus Rex and cuffing him and starts dragging him away.

Thaddeus Rex:  "FUCK YOU MORRISON!  YOU'RE MAKING A GRAVE MISTAKE!!!  YOU WON'T FUCKING GET AWAY WITH THIS!  I'LL HAVE THE LAST LAUGH YOU HEAR ME?!  THE LAST LAUGH!"

The cops drag Thaddeus Rex away to the back as the crowd looks stunned at what happened...  Lee Morrison continues to speak as Johnny Fortune regains his bearings.

Lee Morrison:  "Okay now that THAT'S done, I should move on to the next important thing!  Since I have been forced to vacate the title, it seems that RoC is missing a world champion so two weeks from now, in the April 19 show, the top contenders who had battled Thaddeus Rex should have a go at the the RoC World Title...  So I'm booking the RoC Lightweight Champion Johnny Fortune versus Ray Kamaura for the ROC WORLD TITLE!"

The crowd begins to cheer at the announcement.

Jim Jackson:  "Oh my god!  What a turn of events!  Who would have thought?!  Thaddeus Rex arrested and stripped of the title!  And now we have a title match next week?!  What else can happen?"

Brad Blood:  "I don't know Jim but damn RoC just got shook-up real hard and I have a feeling we'll be feeling the aftershocks for the weeks to come..."






Jim Jackson:  "What a night!  From the return of Colton Charles Cai Cobb to the announcement of the RoC Women's Title then going on to an amazing tag team match where we crowned new tag team champions and ending with a main event where our current champion was stripped of the title and arrested!  I mean what else could you ask for?"

Brad Blood:  "I know right?  Seriously this night has so many twists and turns it's as twisted as my wife's pubic hair!  I tell you now Jim, the fallout from tonight's show...  Even an underground shelter won't protect us from it."

Jim Jackson:  "I may have to agree with you there Brad...   This night may have ended but the chaos it caused has just begun...  So tune back in two weeks to find out what happens next, until next time, good fight and good night!"




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