Chaos Supreme 04/19/2015

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Chaos Supreme 04/19/2015

Post by Thaddeus Rex on Mon Apr 20, 2015 3:43 am



VS

Jim Jackson: "And here we are, a special treat for those watching live tonight, a dark match between Bob Bobbie and La Máscara Sin Pantalones."

Brad Blood: "You know what would be awesome? If our dark match is really a DARK MATCH! I mean think about it... What if we shut off ALL the lights while they fight! It's genius!"

Jim Jackson: "What it is IS STUPID! Our fans came here to see wrestling, how the hell can they see anything in the dark?"

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall Introducing first, standing at 5 feet 10 inches and weighing in at 160 pounds, hailing from Newfoundland, Canada... B²... BOB BOBBIE!"

The main theme for Star Wars starts to play as Bob Bobbie rushed out from the back in thick rimmed glasses, a white short sleeved polo shirt with a clip on polka-dot tie, slacks and leather shoes. He rushes into the ring and waves to the crowd.

Alice Aoi: "Introducing next, standing at 6 feet 1 inch tall and weighing in at 289 pounds, from Toluca, Mexico... Campeón humilde y luchador honorable de México, LA MÁSCARA SIN PANTALONES!"

"Return of the Tres" by Delinquent Habits plays over the speakers as La Máscara Sin Pantalones, campeón humilde y luchador honorable de México, walks down the entrance ramp, flexing his muscles and thrusting his lower mask to the audience. He waves to his fans in the crowd before stepping into the ring.

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, though this is an untelevised match, the results in dark matches actually tell the higher ups a lot of things... Both men lock arms La Máscara Sin Pantalones uses his bigger frame to his advantage as he pushes Bob Bobbie into the ropes... Bobbie tries to escape but the bigger man has him pinned to the ropes... This seems like a huge mismatch... What do you think Brad?"

Jim Jackson looks over and notices that Brad Blood's seat is empty.

Jim Jackson: "What the? Now where did that idiot partner of mine go? I can't believe it, just because this is a dark match, he doesn't take this seriousl... "

KA-CHUNK!

Jim Jackson: "WHAT THE?! THE LIGHTS JUST WENT OUT! THE LIGHTS JUST WENT OUT IN THE WHOLE ARENA! WHAT COULD HAVE HAPP... OH DON'T TELL ME... OF ALL THE STUPID IDEAS... BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!!!"

Brad Blood: "MWAHAHAHA! I'M A GENIUS! A GENIUS~!"

WHUMP! THUMP! BAM! BAM! POW!

Jim Jackson: "We hear some noise coming from the ring, unfortunately we can't see anything since this dark match has gone dark thanks to my idiot partner..."

THWAP! THUD! FAP! THUNK! KER-RASH!

Brad Blood: "OWWWWWWWWW MY LEEEEEEEEEG!!! HELP I'VE FALLEN AND I CAN'T GET UP!"

Jim Jackson: "It also seems that Brad has somehow got into an accident in the dark... Serves that moron right... We still hear some noises coming from the ring, the wrestlers are both still engaging each other even though they can't see anything..."

KA-POW! KER-PLONK! THUNK! WHAM! BAM!

Jim Jackson: "Oh for crying out loud... How the hell will I call this match in the dark! Someone turn the effing lights back on already! BRAAAAAAAD!!!"

Brad Blood: "Oh fine! I'll turn it back on spoiled sport! I'll just have to backtrack the way I came from and... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH~!!!"

THUD!!!!

Jim Jackson: "Brad? I think my idiot partner may have had another accident in the dark and..."

KA-CHUNK!

Jim Jackson: "The lights have come back on! Finally! Now back to the match where... Oh crap! In the dark, the two wrestlers seem to have mistakenly beaten up the referee by mistake! Both Bob Bobbie and La Máscara Sin Pantalones are standing over the unconscious body of our referee Jack B. Quick... Bobbie realizes the screw up, he quickly hightails it! La Máscara sees Bobbie fleeing... He also runs away! And there's Brad! He's out cold! It seems the moron wandered up the entrance ramp and fell off!"

Alice Aoi: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following match has been declared a no contest!"

Jim Jackson: "What else can you declare after my idiot partner mucked things up..."

Brad Blood: "Groa~n~!"






Jim Jackson: "Good evening ladies and gentlemen and welcome to another exciting night, a night filled with drama, a night filled with action, a night filled with CHAOS! Joining me here on the announce table is my partner Brad Blood!"

Brad Blood: "Thanks for the intro Jimbo. What a show we have for everyone watching this evening, The Northern Kings shall be defending their tag titles against Oriental Spices and for the main event, Johnny Fortune and Ray Kamaura shall be battling for the RoC World Title which has been stripped from the former champion Thaddeus Rex."

Jim Jackson: "We also have a good under card matches where we'll see the debut match of Rafik Arfah and also we'll see how Full-Time Killers will fare against the experienced tag team Roller Coaster of Love. So what are we waiting for? IT'S TIME TO LET CHAOS REIGN SUPREME!"






The scene started with Taufik making his way to the food table and looking for a food that has a “Halal” sign so that he could have some food before his match but unfortunately, there isn’t any food in that he can consume which pissed him off. He tries to find the person in-charge for the food, moments later the crew in-charge of the food comes toward him and he starts a conversation.

Crew: “Good Evening, is there anything that I can help you sir?”

Taufik: “Yes, there is something you can help me. Do you have any food that is fit for me to eat?”

Crew: “And what could it be sir? We have everything from vegetarian to grilled chicken.”

Taufik: “Is there anything here Halal?”

The crew in-charge became confused and wonders what Halal is as Taufik explains to him.

Taufik: “Well a Halal food is something that I can eat because I’m a Muslim.”

Crew: “I’m sorry sir, I didn’t get a memo that we have someone who is a Muslim. Is there anything we can do for you?”

Taufik shrugs it off for a moment before grabbing the person by the collar and pull it to his face as he speaks in an angered tone.

Taufik: “Are you kidding with me? I'm here for quite a while now and there is still no food that is deemed fit for me to eat. What are you trying to do here? I giving you a chance to right your sins, I want you to get me food that is fit for me to eat and make sure it's Halal understand? Now go find me my meal and make sure it's waiting here by the time I'm done with my match tonight!”

The crew in charge nods his head in agreement as Taufik puts him down. He quickly leaves to find the food that Taufik is allowed to eat.

Taufik: "Infidels."






Inside the locker room, Maximus Orgamus holds up a hand mirror while casually trimming his eyebrows, while checking himself out. The only thing bigger than his vanity is his ego. He slowly turns his head and looks at the camera making sure that it gets every angle of his well-chiseled features before speaking.

Maximus Orgasmus: "It seems that tonight you all shall feast your eyes at the body of a golden god as I beat down on this loudmouthed terrorist whose vocabulary is limited to the word INFIDELS! Well worry not for tonight I shall stand victorious as you all gaze upon the my full glory! I shall expose Taufik for what he really is... A sexually repressed maniac who hasn't even experienced the joy of masturbation! Someone who shuns women and hide beautiful creatures behind veils shouldn't even be allowed to compete here and tonight I'll make sure it will be his last night here in RoC!"

Maximus Orgasmus chuckles as he stands up, the towel around his waist falls revealing a very well-endowed member.

Maximus Orgasmus: "Whoops! I accidentally tied my towel a bit too loose intentionally... But stare all you like, why should I hide this gift to women everywhere? Why should I be ashamed of my special gift both for the bedroom and the wrestling ring?"

The porn star wrestler grabs his trunks and starts to put it on but a noticeable bulge is seen on the front.

Maximus Orgasmus: "Now now... Don't be disappointed ladies, I have to cover things up a bit because too much of a good thing cannot be healthy! Besides we don't want to make the arena smell musky now do we? We can do that later in the privacy of our own bedrooms. So until later ladies..."

Maximus Orgasmus blows a kiss towards the camera before walking off as the scene turns to black.




VS

Jim Jackson: "What do you get when you mix a sexually ambiguous pornstar with an american hating religious extremist?"

Brad Blood: "What?"

Jim Jackson: "Our next match. The phantom of the orgasm, the squire of squirt, Maximus Orgasmus takes on the self professed Saviour of US all, Taufik. A clash of beliefs as the Islamic principles of Taufik takes a stand against the man who makes Ron Jeremy looks like Mr. Rogers"

Brad Blood: "In other news, Orgamus' new pornographic masterpiece "The Girl with the Dragon Tramp Stamp" has official been nominated for the best picture award at this years Porn Academy Awards. Congrats to him and his cast. Now let's send it over for the introductions."

Alice Aoi: "Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall Introducing first, standing at 6 feet 2 inches 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, Mighty Odin is closely following him from behind. He spits on the floor and makes his way to the ring. Once he reaches the apron, he praises Allah while Mighty Odin pull down the ropes and let Taufik enter the ring as he the fans with the looks of disgust. 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 as his smile slowly dissolves into bitterness.

Taufik: "Well I'm trying to be a good to you people but yet you people decided to disrespect me and that shows where your moral compass is people. You have a man that is greeting you for peace even though you people don't deserve it a single bit and yet you people showed me how ungrateful you are. Speaking of moral compass, what a fitting time for me to talk about moral compass where my next opponent is synonymous with not following it."

He takes a small breather before he continues to speak.

Taufik: "Maximus Orgasmus..."

The women starts to scream when his named is called and it disgusts Taufik.

Taufik: "You're much more of a sicko than the last opponent that didn't show up for his match last week. Your profession outside the ring is filled with sins, sins that has now become an epidemic and you people just ignore it, accept it like it was something normal. Kids are exposed to this treachery and they might be ended up becoming a sex offenders, a rapists or worse, a predators that go for young kids."

Taufik takes a breather before continues to speak.

Taufik: "You need to be destroyed Maximus, you need to be taught a lesson. A lesson in morals, and I will be your teacher, and the lesson will be painful. I will save you people from the likes of him and when I'm done with him, you people will be more appreciative of my ways and will follow me when I show you people to the right path and Praise Allah."

He drops the mic and waits for his opponent to come out.

Alice Aoi: "Introducing next, standing at 6 feet tall and weighing in at 223 pounds, from Fucking, Austria... MAXIMUS ORGASMUS!"

"Let's Get It On" by Marvin Gaye starts playing on the speakers as steam rises from the top of the entrance ramp... Dancing out seductively, Maximus Orgasmus grinds his way down the entrance ramp and into the ring.

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

DING!

Jim Jackson: "Max-O run straight in after the bell but Tau ducks the clothelines and counters with back suplex. Tau is taking the time to shout abuse towards the heathens in the crowd. He takes Max by the arms and attempts the irish whip but is reverse and He is send flying into the corner instead. Stinger Splash followed straight by a running bulldog on Tau."

Brad Blood: "Knee drop doesn't connect. Taufik gets up to his feet, Max goes for a punch but is blocked. Tau goes for a spinning backhand but it's ducked. High kick attempt but the leg is caught in mid air and Max goes down with a dragon screw. Without losing his grasp, Tau unleashes a series of elbow drops to the leg before transitioning it into a single leg Boston crab."

Jim Jackson: "He has it locked in tight but Max is struggling to get to the ropes. He reaches it but Tau is refusing to release the hold."

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

Brad Blood: "The ref breaks the hold and force him to back off. With the ref distracted, Odin takes advantage of the situation and hits Max with a right hook to the jaw. Tau picks him up off the mat and slams him back down hard with a spinebuster. He hooks the leg."

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

Jim Jackson: "Near fall. Tau is arguing with Jack over the decision. Max slowly gets to his knees but Taufik is ready and is setting him up for a piledriver. Max tries to prevent it and finally counters with a back drop. Belly to belly suplex but Max hasn't released his grip and hits it not one but two more times. Jumping leg drop across the chest. He tries to go for the cover but Odin is up on the apron distracting the ref. Now Max takes a swing at Odin but he jumps down off the apron missing the punch and giving Tau time to recover."

Brad Blood: "With his attention still towards Odin, Tau takes advantage and hits a high knee to the spine of Orgasmus followed by a neckbreaker. He climbs to the top rope and dives in the air. Max tried to move out of the way but Odin held his feet causing Tau to fly down on top of him with the frog splash. He takes this moment to give thanks to Allah. And I think I may have heard some mention of General Ackbar."

Jim Jackson: "After he's finished with his praying, Tau grabs Orgasmus in a gutwrench position and lifts him up for a powerbomb but quickly fights back with a headbutt then straight into a hurricanrana. OH NO! Tau was send straight into the referee and their heads collides. Someone might have a concussion."

Brad Blood: "Maximus is checking on the condition of the referee who is barely moving. Odin enters the ring from Orgasmus' blind side. LOW BLOW! Mighty spins him around and lifts him up in a fireman's carry. He walks to the center of the ring before spinning him out and slamming him into the mat with a flapjack. ODIN SLAM! He drags Taufik's body and lays him on top of Max. He manages to revive the ref."

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

DING! DING! DING!

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

Jim Jackson: "Without the interference of Odin, Maximus would have won this match for sure"

Brad Blood: "Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda. Taufik, the hero of Islam is victorious and we should say our thanks. Allah Allah La Bamba!"



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Re: Chaos Supreme 04/19/2015

Post by Thaddeus Rex on Mon Apr 20, 2015 4:05 am



"King Kunta" by Kendrick Lamar. A huge ovation is heard for that great song. Rafik Arfah walks down the ramp and that ovation turns into a chorus of boos.

Jim Jackson: "I see this idiot hasn't been fired after last week. He is actually scheduled to compete. I apologize in advance."

Brad Blood: "Shut up. Rafik Arfah is a cool guy who isn't afraid of anything."


Jim Jackson: "Bad meme. Nah, bad you."

Rafik enters the ring and and grabs a mic from the staff.

Rafik Arfah: "As you can see, I have a new theme song. I decided to ditch the Allahu praising songs because we already have a fellow Jihadi in ROC and I don't wanna rip off his gimmick too much. So from now on I will tune down the Muslim lingo and Allahu praising."

"Eat a pig" chants start.

Rafik Arfah: "I won't fall for that."

Crowd boos.

Rafik Arfah: "I will be making muh in-ring debut tonight. And yes, I said muh instead of my. Get used to it."

Brad Blood: "Rafik is hip. He knows the internet slang. I bet he visits the Misc!"

Jim Jackson: "He said he does last week. Idiot."

Rafik Arfah: "I will be facing someone named Jane Austen. Jane, I am ready for you. You will get rekt."

A staff member enters the ring and whispers in his ear.

Rafik Arfah: "Not..Jane Austen? What? Austin? What? What? Oh. I see."

Staff member starts exiting the ring and Rafik kicks him in the ass sending him crashing to the outside.

Rafik Arfah: "His name is not important. What is important is that tonight, the Rafik era begins! And this isn't GXWS or DDE on thewrestlinggame.com where I will be held down. It's ROC. And ROC's nipple is mine for the milking."

Rafik pulls his crotch and does a moonwalk out of the ring.

Brad Blood: "Great promo."

Jim Jackson: "Not really."

Brad Blood: "Good point."





VS

Jim Jackson: "Well up next we have the debut of one of ROC's newest competitors, the one they call Rafik Arfah. Not much is known about this man since he appeared here 2 weeks ago but we get the first look of his in ring skills here tonight."

Brad Blood: "A guy who has managed to change his personality twice in 2 weeks. Dude can't make up his damn mind. I bet he will be completely different next show then keeps changing again and again until finally he is just a retarded fish monkey throwing shit at his opponent."

Jim Jackson: "Tonight he steps into the ring against TJ Austin. A man who once had a promising future but now has fallen from the pedestal he holds himself up high upon. But can he win tonight and rebuild his momentum?"

Brad Blood: "Doubt it, he hasn't won a match in months but this is the legendary battle between a douche and a turd. You can see the excitement on that one fans face."

Fan: "Yay!"

Jim Jackson: "Let's sent it over to Alice for the introductions of the participants."

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall, introducing first, standing at 6 feet 1 inches tall and weighing in at 230 pounds, hailing from New York City, New York.....TJ AUSTIN!"

"I Come from Money" by S-Preme booms through the big speakers as the crowd immediately boo the man that comes down to the ring. He holds a ward of cash in his hand, cockily counting the money as he shows it to the camera. With the snarky smile he hops into the ring and waits for his opponent.

Alice Aoi: "Introducing next, standing in at 6 feet 2 inches tall and weighing in at 218 pounds, hailing from Jaljulia, Israel.... RAFIK ARFAH!"

Rafik Arfah makes his route to the ring. He thanks Allah for keeping him alive for another week and walks down the ramp. He directs crotch chops at the fans while sticking his tongue out as he enters the ring. Rafik enters the ring and forces the announcer to too sweet him.

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

DING!

Jim Jackson: "Austin rushes in with a flying forearm but it stopped in mid air by a dropkick from Arfah. Rafik lifts TJ up and slams him back to the mat with a michinoku driver before climbing to the top rope. He jumps and connects with a kind of sloppy elbow drop like that phil guy. He goes for the cover."

Jack B. Quick: "One!"

Brad Blood: "Just a one count. Not too surprising since the match has basically just started. Rafik picks Austin up of the mat but receives a rack to the eyes followed quickly by a back suplex. Austin is not wasting any time and is unleashes a series of knee drops to the head. He waits for him to get to his feet before blasting him with a superkick. The newcomer was off to a great start but now he's getting his ass handed to him."

Jim Jackson: "Austin is showboating to the crowd almost like he's already got this win in the bag. Rafik is trying to get to his feet but receives an elbow drop to keep him down on the mat. He continues to drop the elbows but after the fourth or fifth, Arfah rolls out of the way and rushes in with a clothesline before falling against the ropes."

Brad Blood: "He looks like he is already out of stamina from the attacks of Austin. Dude needs to work on his cardio. TJ is using the turnbuckles to get to his feet but Rafik runs in and goes for the high knee. He wasn't fast enough and misses the target, crashing into the corner and then dropped by a neckbreaker. Austin goes for the cover but is too close to the ropes."

Jim Jackson: "He picks him up off the mat and lifts him up high for a vertical suplex. Rafik manages to break free and spikes Austin with a DDT. Why is he doing that silly sleeping thing like brooks? When TJ gets to his feet, Rafik lifts him up in a fireman's carry before lifting him up and driving his knee into the face of Austin! He calls that "Kenta used it first"! He hooks the leg."

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

DING! DING! DING!

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

Brad Blood: "Dude is the definition of an internet smark but he did get the job done here tonight. But it was against TJ Austin so it might as well been against a cardboard box."

Jim Jackson: "He got the victory and that's all that matters. His opponent does not matter but maybe in the upcoming weeks, we will see more diversity in this man's style."






With the backdrop of the busy production crew preparing for the ongoing Chaos Supreme stands the newly formed alliance between two of Ring of Chaos' most dangerous wrestlers, Colton Charles Cai Cobb and Crusade. To the left of the two men stands the voluptuous Latina backstage interviewer Julie Rodriguez who is clearly uneasy in her stance. She hastily begins the interview as the cameraman signals that they have gone live hoping to finish up quickly.

Julie Rodriguez: "Good evening ladies and gentlemen, standing beside me today are two members of the Ring of Chaos roster who have instilled a sense of fear in the locker rooms, Colton Charles Cai Cobb and Crusade. Two weeks ago, these two men formed a partnership and quickly dispatched of their opponents in record time. Tonight they stand here ready to take on one of the more established tag teams in the squared circle, Roller Coaster of Love. Crusade, Mr. Cobb, two weeks ago, you both shocked the wrestling world by teaming up together to defeat The Colon-y, yet what shocked the fans more was when you announced that the partnership was not a one-shot thing, it was certainly the last thing in anyone's min..."

Colton Charles Cai Cobb interrupts Julie before she can finish.

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "Oh? Do the fans dictate whether we should or should not team up? No! As you know Julie, I have been on a road to redefine myself, to evolve. Opportunity presented itself with Crusade... You see, both of us are accomplished fighters in our own right. Though both tread a different path, our destination, our goal is the same. What is it you ask? Well, to educate the whole Ring of Chaos roster what it feels like to have their muscles tear and their bones break. You see for a long time both of us were students of pain, learning its secrets studying its various forms and art... But tonight, we are students no longer, tonight both of us shall put our knowledge to good use, to become teachers here in RoC and our lessons shall be harsh and unforgiving. There is always more than one path to glory and it seems that for now, our path are one and the same."

Julie Rodriguez swallows hard and moves on to the next question.

Julie Rodriguez: "So does this mean you've shifted your attention to the tag team division and left your ambitions for the world title or at least for the moment put it on hold?"

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "Tell me Ms. Rodriguez, where does it say that I or my partner cannot aim for both? Is there a written rule that states that if I'm in a tag team, that I cannot challenge for the world title? No, there is none. My goal is to take the all the championships available to me, and being in this team makes it possible. Ah! I know what you will ask next, what if my partner Crusade here also wants a shot at the gold. Well when the time comes that our paths shall cross each other, it will be an interesting and glorious match... We are both proud and ambitious yes, but we also know the value our alliance will bring."

Julie Rodriguez quickly moves on to the following question.

Julie Rodriguez: "Do you have any message for your opponents tonight, The Roller Coaster of Love?"

C4 stifles an amused laugh...

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "I do not need to leave any messages for dead men."

Julie Rodriguez looks at Crusade and asks.

Julie Rodriguez: "How about you Crusade? Are there any words you want to say, to add?"


Crusade has been paying close attention while his partner spoke, eventually he began to fiddle with his Singapore cane, twirling it around on the ground before he got his chance to answer the beautiful interviewer, simply snatching the microphone out of her hand.

Crusade: "As a matter of fact I have plenty, I won't be needing your silly questions either so feel free to see yourself out of our presence."

Julie, looking rather insulted, sighs and hurries away mumbling something about having more important things to do anyway.

Crusade: "Much better! I told you all that I had a plan, and two weeks ago that plan came together perfectly! No one expected the two of us to join forces, but now that we have, everyone in this locker room is on notice! Management thought they would continue to be able to hold me back, to jerk the certain again and again. No more! Now with a real partner, someone who will hold his weight and then some, I can finally show the world what I am truly capable of."

Crusade laughs, clapping his new partner's shoulder while looking into the lens of the camera.

Crusade: "Tonight, the Roller Coaster of Love will fall before us, those masked buffoons are no joke in the ring the problem is only that they will be facing two absolute killing machines! No amount of fancy flips will keep you away from us forever! Eventually you will be caught and your bones will be broken along with your spirit... That's when you will understand that this entire roster is simply OUT CLASSED!"

Crusade shouts the last two words before throwing his cane down at his feet.

Crusade: "I have no need for the love of the fans, the only thing I really need are my own two fists to truly dominate this plsce. The two of us will win every title in this federation that we can possibly win. Once we dismantle the tag team division, I'll destroy the so called chaotic god Johnny Fortune and claim the Light Heavyweight title. My partner C4 here is the obvious next world's champion! Once he's won that we will decide in the ring which of us truly deserves that belt, because no one else in this business should even bother trying! We are the Full-Time Killers!"

Crusade makes to leave before turning around.

Crusade: "And believe me when I say this, we don't get payed by the hour..."

With that Crusade pushes the cameraman down and the screen goes dark.






The scene opens backstage to reveal El Loco and Felipe Shido conversing.

El Loco: "It's good to see you again ese, you're not mad about the whole getting arrested in my place thing are you?"

Felipe Shido: "Well El Loco I was. especially since I finally had a singles match again and couldn't compete due to still being behind bars but you see. Life had me down, had be wearing a frown you could even say that the gravy train had left me behind. I was all out of soap down at the end of my rope. and you know what? I didn't even have anyone to tow the line. I was feeling so low I didn't even know which way to go. I couldn't even take a walk in my shoes."

El Loco: "Are you just going to keep paraphrasing your theme song holmes?"

Felipe Shido: "No shut up I'm almost finished. I realized I didn't have to worry about a thing. I had the jail house on a string because I had the cure for all of my blues. See they all took a look at my enormous penis and my troubles just faded away. You see El Loco?"

El Loco: "See what?"

Felipe Shido: "I became the alpha male, I had my own entourage. I could get anything I wanted with but a snap of my finger."

El Loco: "Wow really?"

Felipe Shido: "Do you believe everything people say? Of course not I made friends with some old guy other than that nothing eventful happened. I'll introduce you to him soon."

El Loco: "Well that's lame."

Felipe Shido: "Oh btw. Remember when you threw maple syrup in my face."

El Loco: "Mmm yeah?"

Felipe Shido: "TERIYAKI SAUCE MOTHERFUCKER!"

Felipe throws a cup of teriyaki sauce into El Locos face and runs off laughing maniacally.

El Loco: "Ahhh ay Dios mios ahhhhhhhh."

El Loco takes a moment to wipe the teriyaki sauce out of his eyes.

El Loco: "Well now that we're even.The boys are back in town and Full-Time Killers we're coming for you."

Felipe Shido: "AND WE'RE GONNA WIN! (heard off in the distance)"

the scene fades to violet.






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Jim Jackson: "Coming up next, we have the tag team match everyone has been waiting for. Calling themselves Full-Time Killers, Colton Charles Cai Cobb and Crusade demolished The Colon-y two weeks ago... Will they do the same with The Roller Coaster of Love or will the masked duo defeat them?"

Brad Blood: "Individually, both Crusade and Colton are dangerous men, as a tag team, they have the potential to become more dangerous yet tonight they are going against the more experienced team of El Loco and Felipe Shido, and El Loco WAS our RoC Lightweight champion, he shouldn't be taken lightly and neither should his partner Felipe... See what I did there?"

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a tag team match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first with a combined weight of 450 pounds, the team of Colton Charles Cai Cobb and Crusade... FULL-TIME KILLERS!"

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.

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: "Introducing next, with a combined weight of 418 pounds, the team of El Loco and Felipe Shido... ROLLER COASTER OF LOVE!"

"Love Rollercoaster" by Ohio Players plays as Felipe Shido comes out and gyrates his hips, Then El Loco comes up behind him shining gang signs in his face. Felipe looks at him with a disapproving look before shrugging as they walk down to and into the ring. Felipe lies down in the corner in French Girl pose as El Loco sits on the robe and bounces up and down throwing more gang signs and flipping off random people.

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

DING!

Jim Jackson: "There's the bell! It's Crusade and El Loco starting off for their respective teams. Crusade shoots for El Loco's legs, El Loco barely escapes. El Loco charges in with a clothesline, Crusade ducks under it. El Loco bounces off the ropes, Crusade with a dropkick but El Loco hangs on to the ropes stopping himself! Crusade hits nothing but air! Crusade staggers up and gets taken down by a spinning wheel kick! El Loco off the ropes... Springboard moonsault... Crusade rolls away but El Loco somehow lands on his feet... Enzuigiri by Crusade drops El Loco! Crusade from the second turnbuckle... Flying elbow connects unto El Loco's chest! He hooks the leg but El Loco kicks free! Crusade from the top turnbuckle... No! El Loco leaps up to the turnbuckles after him! Both wrestlers are exchanging blows..."

Brad Blood: "Oh man, both men are just ripping into each other, did they even take time to breathe? Both Crusade and El Loco are still exchanging blows... Whoever wins in this exchange will be able to take control of the match and set the pace! And I think El Loco just stunned Crusade!"

Jim Jackson: "Frankensteiner by El Loco from the top turnbuckle! Crusade is planted into the canvas! El Loco poses on the top turnbuckle... This will be bad for Crusade... COLTON CHARLES CAI COBB SHAKES THE ROPES AND EL LOCO LOSES HIS BALANCE! El Loco falls on his groin! Felipe Shido from the rushes towards C4 from the ring apron... Dropkick sends C4 flying into the steel barricades! The ref tries to restore control."

Brad Blood: "Good work by Colton, you have to be always aware of your opponent's partner in a tag match. Felipe was able to exact revenge for his partner but the damage has been done. El Loco is still clutching his groin while sitting on the top turn buckle... That's a position you do not want to be in specially when Crusade recovers... Which he does!"

Jim Jackson: "Crusade leaps and hits a kick to El Loco's head! El Loco is rocked! Crusade grabs El Loco he's going for a superplex... Wait! El Loco is fighting back... El Loco manages to knock Crusade off with an elbow! Crusade lands on his feet... El Loco from the top rope... Flying crossbody... Crusade intercepts him with a dropkick! El Loco slams into the turnbuckles hard and bounces unto the canvas! Crusade drags El Loco to their corner... He gets a tag! Colton Charles Cai Cobb enters the ring... Double Irish whip sends El Loco to the ropes... Double clothesline almost takes his head off! Colton Charles Cai Cobb puts his opponent in a front facelock, he then hooks his tights, and lifts him up vertically. Colton Charles Cai Cobb then jumps up and falls on to his back so that the opponent lands on his head executing a Detonator. El Loco is down! C4 hooks the leg! Is this enough?"

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

Brad Blood: "El Loco manages to kick out at two but you can see that he is hurting. He needs to get a tag and desperately tries to crawl to Felipe's hand... C4 allows him to crawl towards Felipe before lunging in and hitting an elbow on Felipe knocking him off the apron. Felipe is clearly angered and tries to enter the ring but without a tag the referee stops him. C4 drags El Loco back to their side of the ring as Felipe is still arguing with the ref. Crusade enters and both wrestlers start stomping away at El Loco. Brilliant strategy, Felipe should realize that the longer he argues with the ref, the more damage will be done to his partner. Crusade slips out just before the ref finishes with Felipe but the damage has been made."

Jim Jackson: "Colton Charles Cai Cobb lies on his opponent's back at a 90° angle, putting all of his weight on the opponent to prevent him from moving. He then hooks his opponent's arm and pulls it back into his opponent's body executing a Short Fuse. The Charismatic Crippler has locked in his signature maneuver! Could this be it? El Loco tries desperately to reach for the ropes... C4 has successfully grounded El Loco. El Loco is just a few inches from the ropes... He lunges one last time and he makes it! C4 doesn't let go and the ref begins the five count!"

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

Brad Blood: "Colton releases just before the count of five, maximizing the damage done to El Loco. The ref is giving C4 a warning. Colton is now taunting El Loco slapping his face around clearly insulting him. He goes for a tag... Crusade comes in... C4 holds El Loco in a full nelson while Crusade goes to the top turnbuckle..."

Jim Jackson: "Flying axe handle right into El Loco's chest! Crusade could go for the pinfall but he doesn't. Clearly he wants to dish out more punishment towards El Loco. Crusade grabs El Loco's ankle and tries to get an ankle lock... El Loco is fighting it with all he's got... El Loco kicks free! Crusade tries to grab El Loco's leg again but El Loco rolls away! El Loco with a pele kick from out of nowhere! Crusade goes down! This is El Loco chance to get a tag... He slowly crawls towards his partner. The crowd is cheering for Roller Coaster of Love... Will he get the tag? Crusade regains his bearings and quickly grabs on to El Loco's leg! El Loco tries to kick Crusade off! He succeeds! El Loco leaps... He gets the tag! Felipe Shido explodes into the ring as the crowd erupts in cheers! Bicycle kick takes Crusade down! Shido off the ropes... Corkscrew crossbody! Shido for the cover!"

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

Brad Blood: "Crusade gets a shoulder up at two but with a fresh man in the ring, Full-Time Killers has lost the advantage they had and now Felipe can dictate the pace. Crusade knows this and quickly rolls out of the ring to slow things down but it looks like Felipe is not gonna let him do it!"

Jim Jackson: "Felipe Shido runs and leaps over the top rope... CORKSCREW SENTON TAKES CRUSADE OUT! THE CROWD IS ON THEIR FEET!"

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

Jim Jackson: "Colton Charles Cai Cobb tries to take Felipe Shido out with a clothesline but Shido ducks... EL LOCO THROUGH THE SECOND ROPE! SUICIDE DIVE TAKES C4 DOWN! THE CROWD ERUPTS AGAIN!"

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

Jim Jackson: "Looks like Roller Coaster of Love ain't done yet! Both El Loco and Felipe Shido are on the apron... Both men leaps... DOUBLE HURRICANRANA SENDS BOTH CRUSADE AND COLTON CHARLES CAI COBB FLYING! THE CROWD IS GOING WILD! The ref signals for the wrestlers to bring the action back into the ring! Roller Coaster of Love throws Crusade back in the ring before the ref starts the ten count. Shido slingshots over the top rope and hits a legdrop on Crusade's neck! Shido for the cover!"

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

Brad Blood: "Again Crusade still get a shoulder up at two. Felipe thought he had it there but Crusade is tougher than he looks. Felipe is changing strategy... Being more versed with submissions, it looks like Felipe may try to make Crusade tap out instead! He's going for Crusade's leg but Crusade is putting up a fight..."

Jim Jackson: "Felipe Shido is going for a single leg Boston crab but Crusade twists free and grabs Shido's leg instead. Crusade going for an ankle lock but Shido also knows how to escape the hold and quickly counters grabbing Crusade in a side headlock! Crusade flips over and escapes the hold quickly grabbing Shido's arm for an armbar... Shido quickly counters it into a hammerlock but Crusade counters it to a hammerlock of his own! Shido leaps unto the ropes and flips over still holding on to Crusade's arm goes for a chickenwing but Crusade doesn't let him and quickly wrenches free, slipping behind him and countering with a rear-naked choke! Before Crusade can lock it in Shido backs Crusade into the corner and as Crusade's grip loosens, he quickly rolls away! The crowd cheers and applaud both wrestlers."

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

Brad Blood: "Both wrestlers are circling each other after that exchange, neither really getting much of an advantage there. Both Crusade and Felipe gauging each other cautiously... Each know what the other is now capable of technically. Though in a submission game, Felipe better watch out, he may have gotten out of this one but Crusade and his partner Colton are both masters in that field."

Jim Jackson: "Both wrestlers engage again and lock arms... Crusade slips behind Felipe Shido but Shido twists free and slips behind Crusade... Crusade twists free and sends Shido to the ropes with an Irish whip... Arm drag takes Shido down and Crusade quickly transitions into a crossface! Shido tries to escape before Crusade can lock it in! He gets to the ropes! Crusade still continues to try and get the submission locked in until the ref pulls him off. The ref again warns Crusade as Shido uses the ropes to get back to his feet. Crusade charges in... Shido pulls the top rope down and Crusade goes over! Crusade lands on the apron... Enzuigiri connects rocking Shido who staggers into the middle of the ring! Crusade enters the ring, he hits Felipe Shido with a low dropkick to the knee! Before Felipe Shido can get up Crusade steps up onto Felipe Shido's knee and delivers an axe kick directly to Felipe Shido's forehead! GENESIS! CRUSADE HITS HIS SIGNATURE MOVE! Crusade hooks the leg!"

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

Brad Blood: "Felipe kicks out at two! Colton signals at Crusade who nods in affirmation. Crusade drags Felipe to their corner and tags his partner in! And just like that Full-Time Killers have wrested control back to their side. So far this match has been a good back and forth... But right now, Full-Time Killers have the slight advantage, lets see if they can keep it."

Jim Jackson: "Colton Charles Cai Cobb grabs Felipe Shido and hoists him up in the air upside-down holding him there... Delayed vertical suplex! C4 with a show of his power... Cobb grabs Shido and Irish whips him into the corner... Running big boot right into Shido's chin! Cobb grabs Shido and hoists him up his shoulders... Fall away slam! C4 is manhandling Shido. 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! This could be it! C4 hits his finisher! C4 hooks the leg!"

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

Brad Blood: "FELIPE MANAGES TO GET A LEG ON THE BOTTOM ROPE! Talk about close call! C4 quickly drags Felipe back to the middle of the ring and hooks the leg."

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

Brad Blood: "FELIPE STILL KICKS OUT! Somehow Felipe still managed to find the strength in him to kick free. Felipe Shido is hanging on a thread here, he's in mercy of The Charismatic Crippler, if he doesn't get a tag, then this match is as good as done. The crowd is on their feet cheering for Felipe!"

Crowd: "LETS GO SHIDO!!! LETS GO SHIDO!!!"

Jim Jackson: "Colton Charles Cai Cobb grabs Felipe Shido's leg and locks in a figure four leg lock! Shido screams in pain... The crowd are still cheering for Shido... Shido tries to reach for the ropes... It is a tense moment. El Loco is in their corner telling his partner not to give up. The crowd is clearly behind him but can he hold on? C4 has the submission locked in tight... Shido tries to flip over to reverse the hold but Cobb bigger frame easily lets him prevent that from happening... If Shido is not wearing any mask we will probably the excruciating pain plastered on his face. Shido makes one last lunge for the ropes... HE MAKES IT AND THE CROWD ERUPTS IN CHEERS! Cobb doesn't let go again!"

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

Brad Blood: "Colton lets go just before the count of five, the crowd boos loudly but it's all legal. C4 knows how to play the submission game and he plays it well maximizing the damage. Felipe may have gotten out of that but will he still be able to fight in his condition? He can't even stand without holding on to the ropes."

Jim Jackson: "You are correct there Brad. Felipe Shido is in big trouble... He needs to make a tag but his partner is still on the other side of the ring. The Charismatic Crippler slowly approaches Shido ready to finish him off once and for all... Colton Charles Cai Cobb shoots... Shido hoists himself up and over the top rope and into the apron! With both hands still grabbing on to the top rope, he slings his good leg and connects to C4's head sending the bigger man reeling! Traversing on the apron he inches closer to his partner... Wait! Crusade has reached Shido and grabs on to his leg! Here comes C4 charging in... Shido ducks down and C4 flies over the top rope and crashes outside! Shido with a big kick and Crusade's grip loosens... Shido leaps..."

Brad Blood: "HE GETS THE TAG! The arena explodes! El Loco doesn't waste time and leaps to the top turnbuckle..."

Jim Jackson: "SHOOTING STAR PRESS TO THE OUTSIDE TAKES COLTON CHARLES CAI COBB OUT! The crowd is on their feet!"

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

Jim Jackson: "El Loco with that one risky move have just turned things around again! This is why he was the RoC Lightweight champion! El Loco turns around... CRUSADE WITH A STEEL CHAIR SMASHES IT INTO EL LOCO'S HEAD! The ref is calling for the bell! Felipe Shido off the apron... CRUSADE THROWS THE STEEL CHAIR INTO HIM IN MID-AIR!"

DING! DING! DING!

Alice Aoi: "The winner of this match by disqualification, the team of El Loco and Felipe Shido... ROLLER COASTER OF LOVE!"

Brad Blood: "The referee has disqualified Full-Time Killers! But it looks like they don't care! Crusade helps C4 up and both men start beating down on Roller Coaster of Love! They throw both El Loco and Felipe into the ring!"

Jim Jackson: "Colton Charles Cai Cobb stands over El Loco while Crusade stands over Felipe Shido... Colton Charles Cai Cobb knocks his opponent down and sits on his opponent's back. Grabbing both his opponent's arms, Colton Charles Cai Cobb pulls them across his opponents neck in a "X" until his opponent passes out executing an excruciating RDX! Crusade elbows his opponent to the ground, viciously. Crusade then kicks Felipe Shido in the head before locking him in a double arm bar resembling a grotesque cross, executing the Revelation. Both men lock in their submission finishers! This is uncalled for! The crowd is showing their displeasure! Both El Loco and Felipe Shido are not moving at all!"

Crowd: "ASSHOLES! ASSHOLES!"

Brad Blood: "Officials have rushed into the ring and finally pry both men off El Loco and Felipe! Man, Roller Coaster of Love may have gotten the win but at what cost?"

Suddenly the big screen comes to life and Lee Morrison is seen on the big screen.

Lee Morrison: "Bravo! Bravo! What a show of strength, you both must be really proud of your achievement... Unfortunately though Full-Time Killers did not win tonight and the reason I have shown myself is to award a prize to the winner of tonight's match... The prize, is a title shot for the RoC Tag Team Titles, so congratulations to Roller Coaster of Love."

Lee Morrison smirks as Crusade and Colton Charles Cai Cobb look up towards the screen in anger and contempt.

Lee Morrison: "You both have no one to blame but yourselves for this. If you won then you both would have been the number one contenders but what did you do? You decided to get yourselves disqualified... This is your doing not mine."

Lee Morrison breaks into a chuckle...

Lee Morrison: "I guess karma decided to strike a bit early tonight... Too bad, maybe next time both of you will think twice before acting..."

The screen fades to Morrison's laughter as Full-Time Killers continue to stare angrily at it.

Jim Jackson: "Well it looks like Colton Charles Cai Cobb and Crusade are suffering the consequences of their actions... What a turn of events... Roller Coaster of Love gets a title shot... What a night this has turned out to be."



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Re: Chaos Supreme 04/19/2015

Post by Thaddeus Rex on Mon Apr 20, 2015 4:15 am



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 at the center of the ring as the crowd continues to cheer for them.  They wait for the cheering to settle down before the proceed to address the crowd.

Nao Fook Mi:  "It seems that tonight is our road to redemption!  Two weeks has past since we've unsuccessfully defended the RoC Tag Team Championships.  Two weeks passed since The Northern Kings won the titles from us..."

Fook Mi points to the giant screen as a video from two weeks ago begins to play.


Jim Jackson:  "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!"

The video ends and the screen fades to black.

Nao Fook Mi:  "Yes, we lost that battle, we put up one hell of a fight but in the end The Northern Kings won the RoC Tag Titles.  But tonight their reign will be cut short as me and my sister will be cashing in our rematch clause!"

The crowd starts chanting in a show of support.

Crowd:  "SPICES!  SPICES!  SPICES!"

Nao Fook Mi:  "Honestly, we are still hurting from our match two weeks ago.  Honestly, we could have just waited until we're healed up, until we're a hundred percent again before we challenged for our tag titles again but you know what?  The Northern Kings are still hurting too, they are as beaten up as we are.  And of course, we are not wasting any moment more not wearing those tag titles around our waists where they rightfully belong!  We will prove to the world that our becoming champs was not a fluke, that we deserve those belts more than any other tag team here in Ring of Chaos.  So tonight, we will repeat the miracle you all witnessed when we took the titles off the hands of Team Symphony and as the show ends and the curtains draw to a close, the RoC Tag Titles shall once again be home...  AROUND THE WAISTS OF ORIENTAL SPICES!"

Crowd:  "SPICES!  SPICES!  SPICES!"

Fook Mi reveled at the crowd's show of support as a smile spreads around her lips.  She then hands the mic to her sister as she continues to play up the crowd.


Nao Fook Yu takes the mic and starts to address the crowd.

Nao Fook Yu:  "我的妹妹已经说了我想说的话.  今晚,我们会赢!  今晚,The Northern Kings 会输!  今晚, 凤凰会从浴火又重生出来!  ORIENTAL SPICES WILL CHAMPION AGAIN!"

Even if they did not understand her words, the crowd understood her intentions and they begin cheering again...  Fook Yu drops the mic, both girls give the crowd a bow of respect and the former tag team champions exits the ring as their music begins to play again.






The Northern Kings are in the locker room. They should be celebrating their title win last week and preparing for the rematch but Allister appears to be very sad, something is up with him.

Samantha King: "The fuck is wrong with you? Ya suppose to be celebrating but your ugly mug is dragging the rest of us down. Cheer the fuck up!"

Callahan just nudges him while still looking at his title.

Shadow Callahan: "Something's up buddy, What's the matter?"

Allister just raises his head and shakes it and sighs...

Allister King: "Some bastard came and stole my fuckin' cocain........ahh my talcum powder. Bitch I need that to make my skin nice and smooth... and for a nice burst of energy ya know?"

Shadow and Samantha just look at each other and shake their heads. Allister now is beginning to sing to himself.

Allister King: "Rush rush to me yayo, buzz buzz, give me yayo..."

Callahan looks at him.

Shadow Callahan: "Is that that song from Scarface and Vice City?"

Allister King: "Aye mate, classic tune it is like. Anyway rematch tonight."

Samantha and Shadow are shocked that Allister is actually talking about work for once.

Samantha King: "Who the fuck are you? Did the government do tests on you?"

Allister King: "Just trying to keep my mind off other things."

Shadow Callahan: "You mean your cocaine?"

Allister King: "Ain't no body say anything about no narcotics, isn't that right officer?"

Allister is looking around to see if any hidden police officers would expose themselves (no homo).

Allister King: "Shut the hell up. I'm talking about that stupid hobo. I wonder if pyramid head brought him back to Silent Hill with him and is doing unbelievable sick things to him. I know what I saw, I played the games, I watched the movies and those kind of big monster mother fuckers end up getting their ass whooped by some female who just so happens to have the right skills at the right time to kill it but not before watching it rip a woman's skin off and throw it at you? Those mother fuckers are craaaaaaaaazy!"

Shadow Callahan: "What?"

Allister King: "He looks like Bane at a rave concert! What kind of message is that for kids? We are trying to produce a wholesome family friendly product here. The boss will hear about this, we're suppose to be a PG show!"

Samantha King: "You realize this instead the WWE right?"

Allister King: ".....Oh yeah, The fuck was I thinking? Either way that freaking bitch is acting like Troy's damn sex slave. Ya know like that gimp from pulp fiction."

Samantha looks at Callahan.

Samantha King: "He has forgotten about the match?"

Shadow Callahan: "Yep."

Allister King: "Oh shit, ummm let's see a strategy? ..................... Screw it, we'll improvise!"

Shadow Callahan: "As usual."

Shadow takes out a cigarette and lights it.

Shadow Callahan: "You couldn't come up with a strategy if your life depended on it."

Allister King: "No remember that time I defeated those assholes in the gyms?"

Shadow Callahan: "Pokemon doesn't count, neither does Final Fantasy, Legend of Zelda or any game."

Allister King: "How about that time I got that crew together and robbed that bank?"

Shadow Callahan: "That's GTA 5, doesn't count."

Allister King: "Ok what about that restaurant cafe big ass bitch thing I run?"

Shadow Callahan: "The Sanctuary, but you forgot all about that and left me and Sam to run it."

Allister King: "Ahhh oh that time that I....."

Shadow Callahan: "Nope."

Allister King: "I didn't even say anything."

Shadow Callahan: "You can't come up with a strategy that doesn't involve a game. Everything is always left up to us."

Samantha King: "Listen to him, he speaks the truth."

Allister King: "Pfft! Y'all just haters. I'm out of here!"

He gets up and is about to leave but after he opens the door, he closes it nearly immediately and goes back to his seat. Sam and Shad just look at him.

Allister King: "I saw that fallout reject walking about."

The camera fades to black 'cause Allister is a pussy ass bitch.








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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 able to win back the title they lost two weeks ago?"

Brad Blood:  "After their performance two weeks ago, it is clear that both teams are deserving to be RoC's Tag Team Champions, but have their bodies recovered after the brutal match two weeks ago?   Who will walk away with the titles tonight?  Will it be Oriental Spices or shall The Northern Kings retain the titles they just won?"

Alice Aoi: "The following match is a tag team match scheduled for one fall AND IS FOR THE ROC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!  Introducing first the challengers, weighing in with a combined weight of 260 pounds, the team of Nao Fook Mi and Nao Fook Yu, 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, THEY ARE YOUR CURRENT AND REIGNING ROC TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...  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!  Allister King and Nao Fook Mi will be kicking things off for their teams.  King surprisingly takes the initiative and lunges in.  Double-leg takedown on Fook Mi!  The King of Fools tries to lock in a Texas cloverleaf but Fook Mi kicks free and rolls away.  Fook Mi off the ropes...  Springboard spinning elbow connects!  King staggers back but keeps his wits about him as he ducks a follow-up high kick by Fook Mi.  King grabs Fook Mi from behind...  Belly to back suplex...  No!  Fook Mi flips free and lands on her feet!  Enzuigiri connects and King goes down!  Fook Mi on the ropes...  Springboard corkscrew legdrop...  King rolls away at the last second!  King with a kick to Fook Mi's back before she can recover...  King grabs Fook Mi...  He's going for a triangle choke!  No!  Fook Mi slips free!  She bounces off the ropes...  Sunset flip on King!  Both shoulders are down..."

Jack B. Quick:  "One..."

Brad Blood:  "Allister kicks out of that one...  Fook Mi is still not slowing down, she wants to quicken the pace as she bounces off the ropes and ducking Allister's attacks gaining more speed as she bounces off the ropes again...  She knows that she's faster than Allister and she needs to use her speed to her advantage."

Jim Jackson:  "The Jester of the Ring tries to catch Nao Fook Mi but she is too fast for him and dodges each attempt...  Fook Mi off the ropes...  Springboard crossbody...  She flattens Allister King but rolls off and continues on to the ropes...  Springboard moonsault connects!  Not breaking off her momentum Fook Mi rolls back to her feet and again bounces off the ropes...  Running senton on King...  But she's not done!   Fook Mi stands above Allister King...  STANDING SHOOTING STAR PRESS!  Fook Mi is pulling out everything in her arsenal!  She wants to finish this early!  Fook Mi hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two..."

Brad Blood:  "Allister still manages to kick out, if they were fighting any other wrestlers what Fook Mi just unleashed may have been enough for the three count but tonight, they are fighting the tag team champions and silly as he is, Allister King is not any other wrestler.  Fook Mi tags in her sister..."

Jim Jackson:  "Oriental Spices with a double Irish whip sends Allister King to the ropes...  Double back body drop sendsKing flying into the air.  Nao Fook Yu continues his assault with some brutal stomps to King's chest.  Fook Yu goes to the top turnbuckle...  450 splash...  NO!  KING GETS HIS KNEES UP ON THE LAST SECOND!  Fook Yu is down!  King staggers towards his partner's hand...  Will he get the tag?  YES!  Shadow Callahan goes into battle!  Callahan picks Fook Yu up...  Alabama slam!  He's not done, he lifts Fook Yu up again on his shoulders...  Powerbomb...  No!  Fook Yu somehow regains her bearings and starts throwing hard elbows down on Callahan's head...  She counters with a hurricanrana!  Callahan is sent flying to the corner...  Fook Yu dashes towards Callahan and grabs his head, she uses the turnbuckles to gain momentum...  Tornado DDT!   She plants Callahan's head into the canvas!  Fook Yu for the cover..."

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

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two..."

Brad Blood:  "Shadow gets a shoulder up at two.  Being the tank of the team, Shadow can soak more damage, Fook Yu needs to do more if she wants to put him down.  Shadow gets back to his feet..."

Jim Jackson:  "Nao Fook Yu off the ropes...  Springboard crossbody...  Shadow Callahan catches her in mid-air and counters with a powerslam!  That shook the ring!  Fook Yu tries to get back up to her feet.  Scoop slam by Callahan!  Fist drop keeps Fook Yu down.  Callahan for the cover but Fook Yu has got a limb on the ropes.  Callahan drags Fook Yu to the middle of the ring.  He lifts Fook Yu up on his shoulders...  Fook Yu elbows her way free!  Spinning dropkick sends Callahan reeling to the corner.  Fook Yu charges...  Shadow Callahan intercepts her with his running big boot signature maneuver Dullahan!  He almost took Fook Yu's head off with that!  Callahan hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Th..."

Brad Blood:  "Fook Yu kicks out just before the count of three!  She may have survived for now but clearly Fook Yu is overpowered by Shadow.  If she cannot use her speed and take the helm back, this match is as good as done.  Shadow has done right so far not allowing the girls to dictate the pace.  Shadow drags Fook Yu to their corner and tags in Allister."

Jim Jackson:  "The Northern Kings lifts Nao Fook Yu up in the air...  Double suplex!  Fook Yu hits the canvas hard.  Allister King goes to the top turnbuckle...  He's going to finish this...  630 Splash...  NO!  Fook Yu rolls away at the last second and King hits nothing but canvas!  Fook Yu tries to crawl towards her sister...  She's slowly inching closer to that tag...  Wait!  Allister King grabs hold of her leg!  King starts pulling her back while pulling himself up...  Fook Yu tries to kick free, King dodges it and counters with his signature Hadoukick!  It blasts Fook Yu through the ropes and into the apron!   King grabs Fook Yu and tries to throw her back to the ring...  Fook Yu's leg is hooked on the bottom rope.  King tries to suplex her back into the ring...  Fook Yu counters with an uppercut from out of nowhere!  Shoulder block through the second rope right into The King of Fool's gut...  Springboard by Fook Yu...  She leaps over King and hits a pele kick while she lunges towards her sister's hand...  TAG!"

Brad Blood:  "Brilliant move by Fook Yu.  How many wrestlers could have pulled off a tag like that?  She brings multi-tasking to a whole new level!  Fook Mi from the top turnbuckle..."

Jim Jackson:  "Missile dropkick sends Allister King reeling into the ropes...  King flips over...  And gets his arms trapped between the twisted top two ropes!  This is bad for King...  Nao Fook Mi charges towards King...  Spinning high kick connects sending King flipping back releasing him from the ropes...  King staggers into Fook Mi who takes him down with an uranage!  Fook Mi from the top turnbuckle...  FROG SPLASH CONNECTS!  Fook Mi hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two..."

Brad Blood:  "Allister is still alive and kicking!  Fook Mi drags Allister to the middle of the ring...  Looks like she wants to finish this..."

Jim Jackson:  "Nao Fook Mi slips behind her opponent and locks her forearms over her opponent's neck and nape choking her opponent to unconsciousness executing a devastating Fook Mi to Sleep!!!  She has her finisher locked in!  Allister King is fading fast!  The referee begins checking on King...  Wait!  King is struggling...  He uses the last ounce of strength to reach for the ropes...  He makes it!  Fook Mi releases the hold...  Nao Fook Mi grabs her opponent's head and puts him in a facelock, she then runs on the ropes flipping over slamming her opponent's back unto the mat executing a spine-tingling Special Delivery.  This could be it!  Fook Mi hit her signature move!  Fook Mi for the cover!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Thr..."

Brad Blood:  "No!  Fook Mi looks like she's getting frustrated, she thought she had it there.  The crowd looks like they are split cheering for the wrestlers...  Fook Mi is signalling for her finisher..."

Crowd:  "LETS GO FOOK MI!  LETS GO KING!  LETS GO FOOK MI!  LETS GO KING!"

Jim Jackson:  "Allister King slowly rises to his feet...  He charges towards Nao Fook Mi...  Nao Fook Mi leaps to the top of the turnbuckle, she somersaults over her opponent...   King was waiting for her!  He grabs Fook Mi from behind and brings her back down into both of his knees!  It's Dangerous to go Alone!  Take This!  King hits his signature maneuver!  This could be it!  King hooks the leg...  Nao Fook Yu leaps into the ring and breaks the hold with a kick to the head!  Shadow Callahan charges into the ring...  SPEAR!!!  He almost breaks Fook Yu in half as both wrestlers fall through the ropes and crash into the outside!   King picks Fook Mi up on his shoulders...  Fook Mi slips free and lands on the ropes using it to springboard while still holding on to King's head...  Springboard reverse DDT plants King!  Fook Mi leaps unto the ropes...  Springboard senton to the outside knocks Callahan out just as he was about to attack Fook Yu!  Fook Mi helps her sister up...  ALLISTER KING OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A CORKSCREW CROSSBODY TAKES BOTH GIRLS OUT!"

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

Brad Blood:  "Allister may have also hurt himself with that move.  He's favoring his ribs...  Looks like he may have bruised them or maybe ever cracked them with that corkscrew crossbody.  Allister still holding on to his ribs throws Fook Mi back into the ring...  Can he capitalize?  Allister for the cover!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Thr..."

Jim Jackson:  "Ooh!  Nao Fook Mi still manages to get a shoulder up.  Allister King cannot believe it, the crowd is cheering loudly for both wrestlers.  What a championship match...  Allister King grabs Nao Fook Mi by the head and places her between his legs, readying for a powerbomb. Allister King raises his fist in the arm, signaling that its time to send the opponent to ''Kingdom Come''. Allister King hooks both of the arms and lifts the opponent up onto his shoulder...  Fook Mi flips out of Kings grasp and lands on her feet...  King tries to counter with a clothesline but Fook Mi ducks under it...  Nao Fook Mi slips behind her opponent and locks her forearms over her opponent's neck and nape choking her opponent to unconsciousness executing a devastating Fook Mi to Sleep!!!  She locks her submission finisher for the second time!  This time King is far from the ropes!"

Crowd:  "LETS GO FOOK MI!  LETS GO KING!  LETS GO FOOK MI!  LETS GO KING!"

Brad Blood:  "Fook Mi is locking that hold with all of her strength...  She knows that if she lets this chance slip again that she may lose her chance to regain the titles...  Allister is fading fast!  The referee checks on Allister and raises his arm up...  It falls to his side!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!"

Brad Blood:  "The ref raises Allister's arm for a second time...  Again it falls to his side!"

Jack B. Quick:  "Two!"

Brad Blood:  "The ref raises Allister's arm for a third time...  It falls down, this could be it...  WAIT!  ALLISTER'S HAND STAYS UP!!!  ALLISTER IS FIGHTING IT!  The crowd starts cheering!"

Crowd:  "LETS GO FOOK MI!  LETS GO KING!  LETS GO FOOK MI!  LETS GO KING!"

Jim Jackson:  "Allister King is slowly rising to his feet...  JAWBREAKER!  King counters Nao Fook Mi with a jawbreaker sending her reeling!  Irish whip sends Fook Mi to the ropes...  Fook Mi bounces back and is sent to the canvas with a snapmare!  Allister King goes for a submission attempt and tries to lock in an Argentine leglock!  Fook Mi somehow manages to escape and counters with a chop!  King answers back with a chop of his own!  Fook Mi retaliates with another chop... Again King replies with another chop...  Fook Mi suddenly hits a knee from out of nowhere!  It rocks King who drops to one knee...  Shining wizard!  King goes down!  Fook Mi quickly hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Thr..."

Brad Blood:  "Again Allister kicks out before the count of three!  Fook Mi falls to her back, fatigue seems to be setting in...  Fook Yu and Shadow finally make it to their corners...  But both wrestlers also look pretty beat up as much as the wrestlers in the ring, never the less both Shadow and Fook Yu are calling for their partners for the tag."

Jim Jackson:  "It's Nao Fook Mi who gets the tag first!  Her sister runs into the ring and stomps on The Jester of the Ring's back stopping him from crawling to Shadow Callahan's hand.  Fook Yu is not using any technique anymore, she is just using punches and kicks to keep Allister King down...  King tries to fight back...  He throws a few strikes but Fook Yu blocks them.  Fook Yu grabs King...  Belly to belly suplex!  Fook Yu poised herself...  Allister King gets back up to his feet...  Three-point stance charge!  King is taken down again!  Fook Yu hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Thre..."

Brad Blood:  "Again Allister still manages to kick out!  But it is clear that he is almost at his limit!  He tries to reach for Shadow's hand...  Fook Yu is pulling him back...  Allister twists free!  He lunges...  Fook Yu slips between him and Shadow and is desperately keeping Allister away just as Allister is desperately reaching out for Shadow's hand...  ALLISTER GETS THE TAG!!!"

Jim Jackson:  "Shadow Callahan knees Nao Fook Yu in the gut and places her between his legs. He lifts her up in a powerbomb. Allister King jumps up and places his knees on Nao Fook Yu's back. Shadow Callahan throws her to the mat with a powerbomb while Allister King's knees stab into Nao Fook Yu's back!  BLACK DEATH!  BLACK DEATH!  Callahan hooks the leg!"

Brad Blood:  "Fook Mi tries to go in to save her sister but Allister takes her out with a somersault kick!"

Jack B. Quick:  "One!  Two!  Three!"

DING!  DING!  DING!

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

Jim Jackson:  "The Northern Kings wins and retains their tag titles in another brutal and excellent match."

Brad Blood:  "I guess TNK will be facing Roller Coaster of Love next..."






"Carry on My Wayward Son" by Kansas plays as Ray Kamaura runs out onto the stage. He banters with the fans for a few seconds before running down the ramp and sliding into the ring. Fireworks shoot out of the ramp when he jumps up and takes a position on the turnbuckle. Climbing back down a man hands him a microphone.

Ray Kamaura: "Right back to the old grind stone. I'm starting to think a higher power doesn't want me to hold gold. But then I just keep head butting my way into these title matches. Tonight I'm going to end this one way or another. I'm either walking out with the title, or I'm being dragged out on a stretcher."

Ray took a moment to collect his thoughts as the crowd chanted for him.  

Ray Kamaura: "If Johnny Fortune is half the man he claims, then tonight will be a fair, honorable fight. I am going to defeat him fair and squar and become the champion you all deserve to see. Not some Ex Convict, not some Delusional man on high horse claiming to be a god, not some self absorbed fool who's ego is bigger than I am. You are going to get a Champion who cares about the title. A Champion who isn't just worried about the money or the fame. I WANT TO BE THE BEST I CAN BE! I WILL BE THE BEST!"

Ray looked right into the camera, sending a message to Johnny Fortune.

Ray Kamuara: "You can't stand in my way tonight. Your luck has run out. Carry On, Johnny."

Ray threw the microphone and flexed his muscles. Ray walked out of the arena.






The scene opens with Johnny Fortune standing in a hallway pacing back and forth getting himself ready for his second title match within two shows. As calm as ever Johnny Fortune begins to speak.

Johnny Fortune: "I bet Lee thought he would rile me up. Get me pissed off so I'd lose my head going into this match. You're wrong Lee. Despite Ray having over a foot on me in height and having more experience in the ring than myself this match will be even easier than my match against the convicted dinosaur. You see, the difference between Ray and I is great. He's competed everywhere, I've competed in very few places. He's been a champion, what you see around my waist is the first title I've held. Yet, with that experience comes your downfall. Pain comes with experience, injuries come with experience. Your ankle, your neck, both injuries easily targeted."

The Fortunate one paces a little more before sitting against a wall.

Johnny Fortune: "What good is a statue if it's made of glass? It may look intimidating, the years of work and effort it took to create it may strike emotions in the hearts of small-minded men. Personally, I am not intimidated, no emotions have been struck, because I like breaking glass. That's all I'm doing in this match, breaking glass. By the end of our match I may come with some cuts and pain but by the end the glass statue that everyone holds in high regards is going to end up shattered at my feet while I hold the RoC World and Lightweight championships high above my head."

The Chaotic God, waves the cameraman away as he prepares mentally for his match.



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Re: Chaos Supreme 04/19/2015

Post by Thaddeus Rex on Mon Apr 20, 2015 4:25 am



General Manager Lee Morrison looks up to greet his latest visitor. The visitor reaches out to shake Morrison's hand.

Lee Morrison: "I'm sorry, the secretary didn't give me your name. You got a warrant?"


They shake hands, as the man shows Morrison a document.

Carl Dee: "Detective Carl Dee. That wrestler, Entropy, is a person of interest. There was an incident on April 5, where he attacked a homeless man."

Morrison reads the warrant.

Carl Dee: "We would like your cooperation in arranging for us to meet with this Entropy. We've tried contacting his associate, Marcus Troy, but he hasn't been answering his phone."

Lee Morrison: "This was about two weeks ago. This would have been news much earlier. I'm spotting the reports about it only this morning."

Carl Dee: "People thought it was part of the act. It wasn't till the guy arrived at the hospital that we started getting reports about it. Took all this time to verify the facts."

Lee Morrison: "And you believe this guy."

Detective Dee's expression does not change.

Carl Dee: "That's why a judge signed off on this. It took some days before the victim was able to talk about it. If this big guy is here, I'd like to interview hm. It would save everyone a lot of time and grief if we can get this resolved peacefully."

The General Manager reads the warrant again, as if checking whether the text would magically change to something like "Congratulations, you may have already won a million dollars."

Lee Morrison: "We'll help you find him, then."

The detective gives his thanks, just as a knock is heard. A woman peers through the doorway.

Merrill Lee: "Hello, I'm Merrill Lee. Are you Lee Morrison, General Manager of Ring of Chaos?"

Lee Morrison: "What's this about?"

The newcomer enters.

Merrill Lee: "I am from the law firm of Sioux, Avery, Penny. I am here to file charges against your organization, and certain members of your organization, on behalf of my client."

She hands a bewildered Lee Morrison a document.

Merrill Lee: "Mr. Benjamin Winkler is pressing charges against your employees for the physical assault and battery they did to him last April 5, 2015. That was during that day's telecast of your wrestling show."


The General Manager quickly skims through the suit document.

Lee Morrison: "It happened outside the arena. That's beyond what we'd consider to be the jurisdiction of our show."

Merrill Lee: "I understand your employees have a history of bad blood, and your fed encourages this sort of animosity for the sake of ratings. They directly assaulted my client during the broadcast of your show, all while under the supervision of your show's director and production team."

Lee Morrison: "I didn't tell them to take their fight outside, and I doubt production told them to do so. We just follow where the action goes. And they're independent contractors, not employees."

Merrill Lee: "Their employment status with you doesn't affect your company's responsibility to Mr. Winkler. He was brutally assaulted for no reason by your wrestlers, while your crew took video of the attack, and broadcast it for profit. Your wrestlers had a melee, and your production crew egged them on to keep fighting until someone who was minding his own business got caught in the crossfire."

Lee Morrison: "Wait. Why now? Not a peep from Meltzer, TMZ, and now there's a lawsuit and criminal charges?"

Merrill Lee: "We'll see you in court, Mr. Morrison."


The attorney quickly leaves. Detective Dee eyes her appreciatively for a moment.

Carl Dee: "This isn't a good time to ask, Mr. Morrison. But we'll need your help to meet this Entropy guy. Maybe Marcus Troy, too."

The scene fades to black.








VS

Jim Jackson: "And finally... The main event of the evening! That's right, the match everyone here in RoC is waiting for... Two weeks ago Lee Morrison stripped the title from Thaddeus Rex as he is led away by the DEA. With the RoC World Title vacated, Morrison booked a match between the two best wrestlers of the roster... Johnny Fortune and Ray Kamaura, who shall stand victorious tonight? Who will walk out the NEW ROC WORLD CHAMPION when the night ends?"

Brad Blood: "Ooh, I can't wait... Ray has been after that title for a while now and has come short every time, but tonight... Tonight he has the chance to finally grasp the gold that has eluded him. Johnny, well he's proven again and again that he could take on anyone, he's the current and reigning RoC Lightweight Champion and he plans to hold both titles at the same time."

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

"Carry on My Wayward Son" by Kansas plays as Ray Kamaura runs out onto the stage. He banters with the fans for a few seconds before running down the ramp and sliding into the ring. Fireworks shoot out of the ramp when he jumps up and takes a position on the turnbuckle.

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

DING!

Jim Jackson: "There's the bell! Johnny Fortune keeps his distance from the bigger man, clearly thinking of a way to face him. Ray Kamaura seems confident now and slowly stalks the RoC Lightweight Champion. Kamaura lunges but Fortune barely sidesteps and keeps his distance. Again Kamaura lunges but again Fortune barely scampers out of reach. Fortune still hasn't found a way to effectively take on the bigger man. Kamaura throws a big right... Fortune dodges but The Fortunate One wasn't too fortunate this time as the fist grazed him sending him stumbling. Fortune quickly rolls out the apron before Kamaura can follow up with another attack. The crowd boos at Fortune who taking his time outside the ring as the referee begins to count to ten."

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

Brad Blood: "Good strategy for Johnny. He should take his time there, no sense rushing into it. Ray may be big but as you saw, he is quite fast for a man his size. Johnny knows that it is dangerous for him to... HOLY SHIT! RAY JUST FLEW OVER THE TOP ROPE!"

Jim Jackson: "RAY KAMAURA JUST LEAPT OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TOOK JOHNNY FORTUNE OUT WITH A SUICIDE DIVE! THE CROWD JUST WENT WILD!"

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

Brad Blood: "How many men of Ray's size do you see do that? It's like someone threw a tree at Johnny! Even the referee seemed shocked and forgot to count for a moment!"

Jack B. Nimble: "Four! Five! Six!"

Jim Jackson: "Ray Kamaura grabs Johnny Fortune and throws him back into the ring... Kamaura quickly follows... He picks Fortune up on his shoulders... Body slam! That shook the ring. Kamaura with a series of elbow drops on Fortune's chest... Fortune is barely moving. Will Kamaura go for the cover? No he doesn't! It seems like he's going up to the top turnbuckle... We may see Kamaura fly for the second time tonight... Flying leg drop.... NO! The Fortunate One manages to roll away at the last second! While Kamaura is nursing his butt, Fortune knees him in the side of the head! Kamaura is rocked! A stiff kick to Kamaura's back by Fortune! Dropkick to the face and Kamaura is down! Fortune goes for the cover."

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

Brad Blood: "Ray gets his shoulder up. As expected Ray will not go down easily, It will be no easy task for Johnny to take him down. Both these men want that title, the question is who wants it more... Who hungers for it more... And that will be the determining factor on who wins tonight."

Jim Jackson: "The Chaotic God starts attacking Ray Kamaura with low kicks while shirking away whenever the giant tries to grab hold of him. It's like guerrilla tactics, attack and run... Attack and run. Oooh! The Rayward Son has gotten Johnny Fortune's timing and knocks him down with a big left right combo as he went in for a low kick. Fortune gets back up to his feet... Irish whip by Kamaura sends him to the ropes... Clothesline almost takes his head off! Irish whip by Kamaura sends Fortune crashing to the corner back first before slumping to the canvas with his back to the corner... Kamaura runs... Cannonball! He just sandwiched Fortune into the corner! Kamaura drags Fortune to the middle of the ring and goes for the cover."

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

Brad Blood: "Johnny gets a shoulder up at two! Johnny is taking a beating, clearly the size difference is something he must find a way to overcome or this match will be all Ray's. Johnny needs to find a way to put up some sort of effective offense."

Jim Jackson: "Ray Kamaura lifts Johnny Fortune up his shoulders... Fortune battles him with some hard elbows... Kamaura's grip loosens and Fortune slips and locks in a sleeper hold! Kamaura tries to grab at Fortune but he can't reach the RoC Lightweight Champion. The Fortunate One holds on for dear life... Kamaura backs into the turnbuckles... BUT FORTUNE DOESN'T LET GO! Kamaura again backs into the turnbuckles... FORTUNE STILL HAS THE SLEEPER LOCKED IN! KAMAURA FALLS TO ONE KNEE! Fortune is clinging on desperately trying to put the big man to sleep. Kamaura is struggles and tries to get up to his feet... He gets some distance... With every last ounce of strength he has left Kamaura runs towards the turnbuckles... He spins so that he hits it back first... FORTUNE ANTICIPATES IT AND LETS GO, DROPPING TO THE CANVAS AND ROLLING AWAY! KAMAURA SMASHES INTO THE TURNBUCKLES WITH SO MUCH FORCE! FORTUNE WITH A RUNNING KNEE SMASHES INTO KAMAURA'S FACE! THE RAYWARD SON GOES DOWN! Fortune for the cover!"

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

Brad Blood: "Ray still gets his shoulders up at two! Johnny has actually brought the big man down, this may be what he needs to turn things in his favor. Johnny cannot let this chance slip by... I see Johnny licking his lips... Whatever he has planned, it can't be good for Ray."

Jim Jackson: "Ray Kamaura struggles to his feet... Dropkick sends Kamaura smashing into the turnbuckles back first! Johnny Fortune runs... He leaps into the air and smashes his elbow right into Kamaura's face! Kamaura slips down to the canvas with his back to the turnbuckles... We saw Fortune in that very same position earlier... Ray Kamaura 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 Ray Kamaura. Fortune jumps up and kicks Ray Kamaura straight in the head. My Lord that's Chaos Theory! Fortune is not done! Johnny Fortune gets some distance again... Fortune is running straight for Ray Kamaura. Fortune jumps up and kicks Ray Kamaura straight in the head. CHAOS THEORY A SECOND TIME! This can't be good... Kamaura is still in the corner... Johnny Fortune licks his lips and raises his hand with three fingers up... MY GOD! DON'T TELL ME! Johnny Fortune runs straight for Ray Kamaura. Fortune jumps up and kicks Ray Kamaura straight in the head. THREE TIMES! THREE TIMES! FORTUNE JUST HIT CHAOS THEORY THREE TIMES! This could be it! Fortune drags Kamaura to the center of the ring and hooks the leg! The crowd is holding their breath in... Will we see a new champ?"

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

Brad Blood: "RAY KICKS OUT! Johnny cannot believe it! He thought he had it there. The crowd breathes a sigh of relief. Johnny needs to keep the momentum of his offense and not allow Ray to recover. This is the opening he has been waiting for all night."

Jim Jackson: "And Johnny Fortune knows it, he goes for a punt... Right into Ray Kamaura's head! I think that kick busted Kamaura open! Fortune again goes for the cover!"

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

Brad Blood: "Ray gets a shoulder up at the last second! Ray tenaciously stays in the battle. Johnny pounds his fists into the canvas in frustration. Ray is slowly getting up. The crowd is cheering for the big man..."

Crowd: "RAY! RAY! RAY! RAY! RAY!"

Jim Jackson: "Johnny Fortune wraps his hands around the back of Ray Kamaura's head and swiftly drives his knee into the head of Ray Kamaura! WAIT! KAMAURA GOT HIS ARMS UP IN TIME AND BLOCKS FORTUNE'S KNEE! KAMAURA BREAKS OUT OF FORTUNE'S GRASP AND TAKES FORTUNE DOWN WITH A LARIAT! The crowd explodes in cheers! Kamaura nearly took Fortune's head off with that lariat but he's also still down on the canvas! Clearly he hasn't recovered enough after that brutal assault from from Fortune earlier. That lariat is a desperation move from Kamaura's part, it may even be just his instinct... The referee begins the ten count!"

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

Brad Blood: "Both men are still on the ground, it's now a battle to see who will get to their feet first... Will it be Ray or will it be Johnny? Whoever gets up first will have the initiative..."

Jack B. Nimble: "Four! Five! Six!"

Brad Blood: "Both men are starting to stir... Both Ray and Johnny are making their way to the ropes... They are using the ropes to pull themselves up."

Jack B. Nimble: "Seven! Eight! Nine!"

Brad Blood: "Both Ray and Johnny manages to get back up to their feet just before the count of ten! Close call for both men. Though both men are still using the ropes to keep themselves from falling, proof of how brutal this match has been."

Jim Jackson: "I have to agree with you there Brad, never before have we seen competitors this ragged this early into the match. Both men have certainly brought their A game and pulled out their most deadly arsenals to try to end this match early. Ray Kamaura and Johnny Fortune stumble towards each other to the center of the ring... Kamaura swings but Fortune ducks under it and hits a big uppercut on Kamaura sending him reeling back to the ropes... Fortune charges... SPEAR!!! OH MY GOD! HE SPEARS KAMAURA THROUGH THE ROPES!!! BOTH MEN FALL OUTSIDE!"

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

Brad Blood: "And now there's a chance of both men getting counted out! Wait Johnny somehow still pulls himself up! Ray is on the ground... Johnny gets back up on the apron..."

Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two!"

Jim Jackson: "Johnny Fortune waits for The Rayward Son to struggle back up... Flying double axe handle by Fortune! NO!!! Ray Kamaura with a big right from out of nowhere intercepts Fortune in mid-air right in the gut! Ray Kamaura grabs Johnny Fortune by the forearm, twisting them around, after three twists delivers and jumping spin kick to Johnny Fortune's mid section! It's his signature maneuver Better Luck Next Time!"

Jack B. Nimble: "Three! Four! Five!"

Brad Blood: "Ray grabs Johnny and rolls him back into the ring. He knows he must win this match via pinfall. Ray makes his way back up the apron..."

Jim Jackson: "Johnny Fortune grabs Ray Kamaura's head and brings his neck down into the top rope! Kamaura falls backwards but somehow his arm lashes out and grabs the top rope preventing him from falling outside! Kamaura pulls himself up... Fortune with a shoulder block through the second rope... NO! KAMAURA DODGES IT AND BRINGS A KNEE UP KNOCKING FORTUNE BACK INTO THE RING! Kamaura falls on the apron and inches his way back into the ring. Both men are clearly spent."

Brad Blood: "Spent is an understatement. This is more of an all out brawl than a match! They threw technique out the window in exchange for brutality and power. With so much on the line, both men know that if they didn't go all out from the start, they will end up regretting it."

Jim Jackson: "Ray Kamaura begins to move towards The Chaotic God... Johnny Fortune barely escapes Kamaura's grasp as he stumbles away. Kamaura again tries to grab Fortune... Big right by Fortune connects at Kamaura's jaw! Ray Kamaura falls back and bounces off the ropes before dropkicking Johnny Fortune. Kamaura somehow hit his signature move Kablam! Fortune is down! Kamaura for the cover!"

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

Brad Blood: "Johnny gets his shoulder up before three! Such a close call! Johnny is like the little engine that could... He's not giving up... But what else can he pull out from his hat? Is there anything left in him? Johnny somehow gets back up to his feet but he is still groggy and it shows..."

Jim Jackson: "Ray Kamaura charges in with a clothesline... Johnny Fortune ducks... KAMAURA ACCIDENTALLY HITS THE REFEREE! The ref is down! Kamaura turns around... LOW BLOW BY FORTUNE! LOW BLOW! Kamaura goes down! Fortune rolls out of the ring and grabs a steel chair... The crowd is booing loudly! Fortune slips back into the ring with the steel chair... HE BRINGS IT DOWN ON KAMAURA'S HEAD! Kamaura is bleeding like a geyser! This can't be good. The crowd is booing loudly!"

Brad Blood: "Well it was Ray's fault the ref is out cold, Johnny is taking advantage of the cards that is dealt to him. He now has the winning hand... JOHNNY BRINGS THE CHAIR DOWN ON RAY'S BACK FOR GOOD MEASURE! RAY SLUMPS ON THE CANVAS! Johnny is not done! He's... He's dragging Ray to the corner!"

Jim Jackson: "Ray Kamaura is sitting in the corner, head resting on the second turnbuckle. Johnny Fortune sets the steel chair on Ray Kamaura's head... He gets a wild look in his eyes, licks his lips. Johnny Fortune is running straight for Ray Kamaura! Fortune jumps up and kicks the steel chair straight into the Ray Kamaura's head. CHAOS THEORY WITH A STEEL CHAIR!!!"

Brad Blood: "Of course now the ref starts to stir... Johnny quickly disposes of the chair and drags Ray's bloodied form to the middle of the ring. Johnny hooks the leg. The ref sees it and starts to count..."

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

Jim Jackson: "RAY KAMAURA KICKS OUT! THE COLLECTIVELY CHEERS! Johnny Fortune cannot believe it! I cannot believe it! Johnny Fortune signals for his finisher Ill Fortune and takes the head Ray Kamaura under his left arm with Ray Kamaura looking at the ceiling. WAIT! KAMAURA TWISTS FREE!"

Brad Blood: "It's all that blood on Ray's head, Johnny cannot get a firm grip on Ray's head..."

Jim Jackson: "Johnny Fortune wraps his hands around the back of Ray Kamaura's head and swiftly drives his knee into the head of Ray Kamaura! WAIT! KAMAURA BLOCKS THE UNFORTUNATE END AGAIN! Ray Kamaura kicks Johnny Fortune in the gut causing Johnny Fortune to double over, Ray Kamaura bounces off the ropes and runs past Johnny Fortune, je rebounds off the ropes and jumps, placing his foot on Johnny Fortune's head, forcing it into the mat. CARRY ON! KAMAURA HITS HIS FINISHER CARRY ON! Fortune is down! This could be it!"

Brad Blood: "Ray collapses on top of Johnny for the cover!"

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

DING! DING! DING!

Alice Aoi: "The winner of this match by pinfall and NEW ROC WORLD CHAMPION... THE RAYWARD SON... RAY KAMAURA!"

Jim Jackson: "The crowd explodes in cheers as Ray Kamaura finally takes the title that has eluded him for so long! What a match! What a main event! Both men clearly world championship material but tonight only one man can win that title and that man is Ray Kamaura. It looks like both men are still on the canvas... Proof of how much of a toll this match has taken on both their bodies! EMTs are rushing in to check on both wrestlers..."

Brad Blood: "Well I don't think this is the last we've seen of Johnny Fortune... The Chaotic God shall rise again and when he does, Ray better watch out."






Jim Jackson: "And that folks is how you end a show. I don't have any words to describe how I am feeling right now... Ray Kamaura finally gets the title that he has yearned for after a brutal match against Johnny Fortune. A perfect ending for an almost perfect evening."

Brad Blood: "Plus, the other matches this evening... Taufik and Rafik both dominating their opponents, an exceptional showing in our tag divisions and The Northern Kings retaining the tag titles... Tonight is just so much awesomeness rolled into one."

Jim Jackson: "Unfortunately that's all the time we have for tonight. So until next time, good fight and good night."



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