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PostSubject: Lucha Loco 02/24/2011   Thu Feb 24, 2011 9:11 am



Jim Jackson: "Good evening ladies and gentlemen, wrestling fans of all ages and welcome to another death-defying Lucha Loco! This is the last Lucha Loco before our pay-per-view next week and tonight we will be having great matches that will surely keep you at the edge of your seats."

Brad Blood: "That's right Jim, tonight we have the offensive Stank Lord returning in the ring, we have a match between Raven Connoly and Taufik and the main event we also have Morbidly Unstoppable defending their tag titles against GoodFella & Schwarz!"

Jim Jackson: "That's right folks, great action for all of us here tonight at Lucha Loco so let us get right into the action, LET THE LUNACY BEGIN!"






With no entrance music, no flashy lights, but just the aura of her presence, Eunice P. Winslow walks out from the entrance tunnel and makes her way down the ramp. Her no-nonsense attitude gives her an air of authority that rivals that of Marcus Troy's as she enters the ring. Holding a mic up to her lips she begins to speak.

Eunice P. Winslow: "First of all I would like to apologize for my absence last week but I was making plans for what I am about to announce tonight."

The crowd listens intently at what the VGM has to say.

Eunice P. Winslow: "As you all know Marcus has turned this fed to his personal playground. Well tonight that ends! Tonight I reinstate the masked enigma also known as Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing! As of tonight his suspension is OVER!"

A loud cheer erupts from the crowd.

Eunice P. Winslow: "That's right and tonight we shall also put things to right. Q shall be facing the monster that has wrong him and his people. He shall be facing Zombie!"

A louder cheer erupts.

Eunice P. Winslow: "But that is not all. We all know that the battle for power I have with Marcus Troy is not healthy for ULOL. So I propose a match for this coming pay-per-view on Sunday February 27. Team Eunice versus Team Marcus! Marcus shall have his team of four people against my team of four in an eight man elimination tag match! The team with the remaining team members shall have full control of ULOL! I have already formed my team... On my side I have The Morbidly Obese Man, Raven Connoly, Nao Fook Mi and Little Wang! Who will be on your team Marcus?"

The VGM of ULOL waits for Marcus to come out to respond to her challenge as the crowd cheers louder.


"Make Them Suffer" by Cannibal Corpse starts playing and the ULOL Tron comes to life. The larger than life general manager of ULOL is seen on the big screen.

Marcus Troy: "Ah... Always a pleasure to see you Mrs. Winslow... Of course that is a lie. So here I am in my office and I hear you reinstate Q and issue out a challenge. I am sure you will realize your mistake when Zombie defeats Q tonight but if by chance you don't, I am sure my team shall demolish your team in the PPV!"

Marcus lights up a cigar and takes a puff letting the smoke trickle out from his lips.

Marcus Troy: "As for the selection of my team... Well I think having The Age of Pain and Zombie handle your group of misfits would be enough. We shall destroy your team and have full control of ULOL!"

Loud boos emanate from the arena as Marcus Troy laughs diabolically as the screens turns off.






The Brook Boyz are walking to their locker room. Acting as cocky as ever. The camera turns and shows Ray Kamaura and Leon Hinomoto running at them. Leon Clotheslines Daniel and Ray gives Brian a big boot to the head. The Brook Boyz start fighting back and fending off the DWMA. Two right hands from Leon sends Daniel stumbling into a wall. Ray throws Brain into the same wall then give Daniel a big boot. Daniel falls to the ground bleeding from the face. Brian swings a pipe at Leon but Leon moves and give him a wild right hand. Brian falls down a near by staircase. Ray tosses Daniel down the stairs as well. The DWMA walk slowly down the stairs with a look of desire in their eyes.

Ray Kamaura: "YOU BOYS BETTER START RUNNING!"

The Brook Boyz scramble to their feet and start to run away. The DWMA give chase. Ray catches Daniel and throws him into a nearby cart. Brian turns around and spears Ray to the ground. Leon throws a few punchs at Brian. Brian stumbles back and trips and falls out into the parking lot. Daniel is knocked out. Brian crawls under a nearby car tring to hide from The DWMA.

Leon Hinomoto: "The Owl always catches the field Mouse."

Ray sees Brian under the car and walks over and grabs the bumper. Straining heavily from the force required, Ray lifts the car and flips it end over end. Leon punt kicks Brian. Daniel staggers over to Brian. Leon jumps from a car, does two front flips before slamming his legs down on Daniel. He then flips himself and Daniel backwards, landing with Daniel pinned down on the ground. While Leon continues to kick Daniel repeatedly. Ray lifts up Brian. Ray Kamaura kicks Brian in the gut causing Brian to double over, puts his right shoulder to the back of Brian's neck, grabs the back of his legs and quickly lifts him up. Ray holds the pose for a few seconds and then falls onto his butt, crushing Brian's neck on his shoulder.

Ray Kamaura: "It's almost over, boys."

Leon and Ray drag the limp bodies of the Brook Boyz down a long hallway past several locker rooms into the training area and into the training ring. A few superstars are looking on. Ray gently slaps Daniel until he comes to. Leon superkicks Daniel back onto Ray's shoulders. Ray holds the stunned opponent while Leon climbs to the top turnbuckle. Leon leaps off and double stomps Daniel's head before Ray drops him with a Death Valley Driver executing The Final Rain. Brian comes to. Leon superkicks Brian back onto Ray's shoulders. Ray holds the stunned opponent while Leon climbs to the top turnbuckle. Leon leaps off and double stomps Brian's head before Ray drops him with a Death Valley Driver executing The Final Rain. The Brook Boyz are unable to move. The door opens as paramedics rush to them.

Leon Hinomoto: "Right on time."

Ray Kamaura: "No one will question our power. I bet they'll never stand again."

The scene fades to black.






"Take Over" by Dale Oliver begins playing throughout the arena as a rather well-defined man, of about average height with light brown hair, walks out onto the entrance ramp. His wrestling attire is simple, green wrestling tights with the question, "What lies ahead?" in black on the back, green elbow pads and knee pads with a black X on the back and front, respectively. The young man begins walking towards the ring, slapping the hands of any fan who reaches out to him. When he arrives at ringside, he hops onto the ring apron before hopping over the top-rope. A few cheers are heard as some of the fans in attendance recognize him. He motions to a ring-hand to come over, before asking him for a microphone. Once delivered, the young man in the ring doesn't waste any time before beginning to speak.

???: "First off, thank you all for allowing me this time. Secondly, to those of you who recognized me, thanks for the great pop! But it is rude of me to keep talking without introducing myself first, my name is Christopher Bain."

Bain smiles, before giving the crowd a thumbs up. He holds the pose for a few seconds before bringing the microphone back to his mouth.

Christopher Bain: "Sorry about that, I thought I should try and add a bit of personality to this promo."

Christopher gives a little shrug before continuing.

Christopher Bain: "A few, or most, of you are probably wondering, "Who is this kid?". Well, you would have answered your own question, because I am just that, a kid. I am just a kid from Fredericksburg, Virginia, looking to leave his mark on the wrestling industry. Now don't get me wrong, I have some accomplishments to my name, but I'm not going to go on and on and on about how good I may be like some of the other members of this roster. I'll put forth the effort, but ultimately it is all of you who will be the judge of whether or not the name Christopher Bain goes in the history books, or is forgotten. But whether my name goes into the history books, or whether it is forgotten, one thing will always be true. And that is that Christopher Bain...always tried to steal the show."

Bain hands the microphone to the ring-hand who gave it to him earlier before sliding out of the ring. The scene fades to black as Christopher heads up the ramp, tagging the hands of any fans who reach out to him, just as he did when he first came down to the ring.



VS

Jim Jackson: "And now we have the first match in the evening. It's a Fart Challenge match made famous by the returning Stank Lord. And today Stank Lord will be facing Shadow in this match."

Brad Blood: "That's right. Stank Lord attacked Shadow then challenged the former to his match... Shadow has the odds stacked against him in this match."

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Fart Challenge Match! The only way to win is to knock your opponent out or make him tap out with your fart! Introducing first, Stank Lord!"

"This Stinks" plays as Stank Lord appears on stage as he as a smile on his face as he enters the ring and grab a mic to speak.

Stank Lord: "Hello everyone if you don't know me by now, let me introduce myself. I am the foulest man on earth Stank Lord, and tonight I get to face Shadow in one of my favorite matches the Fart Challenge! Tonight I promise to give him the fart of his life and it's going to be extra stinky just for him. Tonight, I step in this ring to give Shadow a stinkface while farting in his face and raise my hands as I am the new ally of Brostar. Have a nice fart everyone."

Stank Lord finishes as he waits for Shadow to come out so the match can start.

Jasmine Lee: "And his opponent for tonight, Shadow!"

"Massacre" plays as Shadow walks down the ramp not paying attend to the crowd. He gets in the ring and waits for his opponent.

Jim Jackson: "This will be Stank Lord's first match since his injury under the hands of Brostar who ironically is again his partner. Will Stank Lord be able to win against Shadow?"

Brad Blood: "Well he has the advantage when it comes to farting, that man is a walking methane factory. No one better light a match while Stank Lord is still in the ring."

Jasmine Lee: "The referee for tonight is Don Q. Hotte. LET THE LUNACY BEGIN!"

Jim Jackson: "There's the bell! Stank walks into a spike slam. Shadow sends Stank Lord into the ropes with an Irish whip but misses a clothesline. Stank Lord on the offensive... Back suplex on Shadow!

Brad Blood: "Shadow gets back up but before he can shake the damege off he gets attacked by a series of hard chops! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

Jim Jackson: "Shadow tastes a high angle back suplex from Stank Lord! Stank quickly grabs Shadow's arm and twists it behind him... Shadow elbows Stank Lord in the face to break a hammerlock. Shadow pulls a picture perfect fallaway slam out of the bag, driving Stank Lord down to the mat. Shadow positions his butt over Stank Lord's face...

Brad Blood: "NOTHING! Shadow should have eaten a couple of burritos before the match. Stank Lord starts to get back up to his feet."

Jim Jackson: "Shadow pulls a jumping piledriver out! Delayed hangman's neckbreaker by Shadow on Stank Lord! That has got to hurt. Shadow misses a big legdrop after stalling too long."

Brad Blood: "Stank Lord starts to fight back... Stank face jams Shadow. Shadow takes a knee lift from Stank and slumps to the corner... Stank positions himself... SHADOW POKES HIS FINGERS UP HARD INTO STANK LORD'S BUTT!"

Jim Jackson: "Shadow barely escapes that one. Shadow lands a few hard punches on Stank Lord. He lays on a huge body slam shaking the entire ring. Shadow again tries to fart into Stank Lord's face..."

Brad Blood: "AGAIN NOTHING! ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! Try as he might Shadow cannot produce a fart. Stank Lord recovers and rolls away!"

Jim Jackson: "Both men charge and lock hands, engaging each other in a test of strength! Things look like it's pretty even... WAIT! Looks who's coming out from the top of the entrance ramp? It's Brostar! Brostar sets a chair on top of the platform and sits down observing the match!"

Brad Blood: "Though Brostar is doing nothing, Shadow gets distracted by his brother's presence and is pushed back by Stank Lord! Irish whip by Stank Lord sends Brostar to the corner!"

Jim Jackson: "Stank Lord charges in... He nails Shadow with a big body avalanche! Stank Lord knocks Shadow down to the corner of the turnbuckle. Stank Lord turns around and walk backwards to Shadow. Stank Lord's butt is in Shadow's face and rubs it up and down he continues to do it until Shadow can't handle it any longer taps out to The Stinkface!"

TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!

Brad Blood: "Stank Lord lets a big fart go and Shadow gets blasted with it! Shadow goes limp! Shadow has lost consciousness! The ref is calling for the bell!"

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match, Stank Lord!"

Jim Jackson: "Brostar may not have meant anything bad by his appearance here tonight but surely you can't deny that he was responsible for distracting Shadow and ultimately costing his own brother the match."

Brad Blood: "Stank Lord gets a win and celebrates in the ring... Oh god, that guy really reeks. Shadow still hasn't moved from the ring... I-I think he's dead Jim!"


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PostSubject: Re: Lucha Loco 02/24/2011   Thu Feb 24, 2011 9:12 am



A rickshaw rolls into the parking lot pulled by a man in a straw hat. On the rickshaw we see none other than the tag team Oriental Spices consisting of Nao Fook Mi and Little Wang.

Little Wang: "So tell me why we are here again tonight? It's not like we are booked in any matches or anything, we should be taking the night off, I mean we have a match in the PPV!"

Little Wang leaps off the rickshaw and looks at his partner.

Little Wang: "I still can't believe that you actually joined us into Mrs. Winslow's side. I thought we were sitting this war out and avoiding all the drama. I'm not complaining but what made you decide to stick our heads into this war between Troy and Winslow?"


Fook Mi alights from the rickshaw and leaps down. She looks at her partner and replies.

Nao Fook Mi: "Don't tell me that you aren't bothered by what's happening here in ULOL? I mean we stayed out of it as long as we can but lately things have gone really bad. Zombie feeding on people, all the run-ins and clusterfucks, pardon my French. I thought about it long and I think it's the right time to make a stand."

Fook Mi pauses for a while before continuing.

Nao Fook Mi: "On being here, well I think since joining this war, it would be rude of us not to lend some support to our new allies. Besides, with Marcus' dogs around we may be needed. Don't tell me you are afraid to get bruised up a little."

Fook Mi chuckles as Little Wang gives her a scowl.

Nao Fook Mi: "C'mon, we're dillydallying too much, let's go in and get changed."

Nao Fook Mi and Little Wang turns around and enters the building as the scene fades to black.




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The scene opens with Brostar looking at himself in the mirror as he puts on a mask similar to Mr Q's mask, as he says.

Brostar: "I'm Brostar and I'm morphing in to Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing, and I can feel the blood pumping through my veins."

Brostar stops for the moment as seems to not like it.

Brostar: "This is bull shit!"

He yells as he takes his mask off and throws it away. He turns around to the camera and continues to speak.

Brostar: "I'm Brostar, I need no mask to cover my imperfections like some freak show. I'm the best wrestlers there is in this company. Mr. Q has just come back away a week of suspension and now I've decided to go and wrestle you at the PPV and make everyone's life better by seeing me beat Q! You're going to regret coming back because I'm going to pin you 1, 2, 3 and add you to my overwhelming list of wrestlers that I've beaten."

Brostar: "But don't worry you will be on there with some of the best like The Morbidly Obese Man, L-Dawg, Chris Storm, Scorpy, Blister the Clown, Nao Fook Mi, Dynamo and much much more. And just like everyone else you're going to be addicted to me, you're going to be addicted to Brostar and I'm going to be the addiction that you just can't kick!"


Brostar finishes and pushes the camera away as the screen turns to black.






All professional wrestlers, regardless of where they compete in, need a locker room. This is where they dress up and prepare for their matches. Many locker only offer a bare-bones arrangement: someplace to keep your personal belongings, and usually a shower room. The United League of Lunatics offers more upscale amenities. The talent who are able to add it into their contracts can expect some very posh facilities at their disposal, set up to suit their tastes.

This is the arrangement the clients of Manolo Ferrer have arranged with ULOL. Favorite works of art hanging on the walls, a mini snack bar with the food of their choice, and other little perks that would keep them in a positive frame of mind.

Arnold Bold and Felix Schwarz are already in there, when Manolo Ferrer arrives. They exchange greetings as Mr. Ferrer brings up the business they need to tend to.


Manolo Ferrer: "We have a rematch with Morbid and Stoppable. This is our opportunity to make things right with the world, and recapture the Campeónes Compañero. We will be doing this as a favor to the whole world of wrestling, because if there's one thing the sports entertainment industry cannot stand, it's an egomaniac like Mr. Jack Johnson having the opportunity to brag about holding two titles at the same time. He's already insufferable enough as it is, being happy to let his tag partner do all the work, while he reaps all the rewards for just standing in his corner."

The manager sternly eyes his two clients.

Manolo Ferrer: "We really cannot let that happen, especially since Morbid and Stoppable continue to believe they are light years ahead of you. What they believe is patently false, and you will need to emphatically prove them wrong on this...by taking back what belongs to you."

Manolo Ferrer gauges if he is getting through to Mr. Bold and Mr. Schwarz.


But all of the sudden, Taufik comes into the locker room. Taufik looks shocked that the meeting started without him, he started talking.

Taufik: "Now you're having a meeting without me? I wonder why do you guys distance yourselves from me? Is this the punishment that I'm getting for not winning a title or even that "Stupid Ticket"? And it's not just Felix and Arnold are going to have a match tonight, Marcus has set me up in a match with a girl! Why in the world he is he setting me up in a match with Raven Idontcarewhatherastnameis?"

Taufik is now a bit furious as he is now awaiting on Manolo Ferrer's reply.


Goodfella is looking straight into the Taufik eyes, and he couldn't believe what he just heard. Taufik never was so egoistic before like he is now.

Arnold "GoodFella" Bold: "Hey Taufik, haven't seen you here in a while. When did you come in?"

Smile appears on the face of Arnold.

Arnold "GoodFella" Bold: "First of all, this meeting hasn't started yet....No need to shout here. But before we begin let me ask you something, since when did you became the leader here? Our leader is Manolo Ferrer, and we are followers of this great man!"

Arnold sits down and grabs a glass of juice then slowly drinks it until the glass is empty before he continues from where he left off.

Arnold "GoodFella" Bold: "Don't get me wrong I like you despite everything you did to me.... Despite our first meeting in this federation."


Taufik: "Arnold, don't get me wrong but right now I want a shot at Morbidly Obese Man, I don't care title or no title. I want to beat that son of a bitch up and instead I got Raven? Mr.Manolo, I want to show The Morbidly Obese Man that I can handle that bastard. I don't need to wait for the PPV. Will you tell your good friend Marcus Troy, that please change the cards or add in that match to the PPV. I don't care if I have to do double duty on the PPV night. I want that fat bastard one on one!"

Taufik took a breather before he talk to Arnold

Taufik: "Yes Arnold, I know we go a long way, but that was an old Taufik. Now this Taufik is new and all he wants is destruction to everyone whose in my path and that includes that Morbidly Obese Man. There you go, are you satisfied wth my answer."

Taufik looks at Arnold eyes as he waits for either Arnold or the others to decide.


GoodFella smiles as he hears the answer from Taufik.

Arnold "GoodFella" Bold: "Why are you so upset? We will face Team Eunice at the PPV and Fatty will be there, and then you could have your revenge. However, on my mind there is another thing bothering me. We were the most unstoppable stable in WHW with The Morbidly Obese Man alongside. So tell me what's changed since then ? Furthermore, you won't get one on one match against Fatty since Eunice won't let that happen. Nevertheless, look at the bright side, I could help you and punish him for you. Cause I got my rematch. So don't blow it for me Tau."

GoodFella fills his glass with juice again and waits for his buddy to reply.


The Age of Pain's manager subtly gives Taufik a look as he waits for his client to finish venting.

Manolo Ferrer: "There's more than one way to do damage, Mr. Taufik. I share your frustration, but timing plays a part. Morbid and Stoppable are convinced they can do it all. But they can't. Mr. Obesity is still just a few brownies from a stroke, and Jack Johnson is still so unstoppable, he needs help winning big matches. They have been hogging the spotlight from the Age of Pain for too long."

Manolo Ferrer pulls up to his full height, and again his clients are reminded of his own significant heft.

Manolo Ferrer: "Those two will get what's coming to them. It will be in due time, but it will happen. First, you stomp away their swagger by taking the championship away from them. Then, you cripple their pride some more, when we face them at the pay per view, Ay Basura. And after that, if they're still limping along, you kick out their other leg, and make sure they wallow in the sewage and trash of their folly. I hope this sounds like a plan we can all work with."

Mr. Ferrer's words roll of his tongue in an even, steely tone. He eyes each of his clients slowly, making sure they all understood the part each needed to play.




VS

Jim Jackson: "Well next up is Raven Connoly against Taufik. Connoly has thrown her support for Eunice P. Winslow while Taufik and the rest of Age of Pain has sided with Marcus Troy. This match may be a preview of what is to come this Sunday at Ay Basura!"

Brad Blood: "Uh-huh. That's right, both wrestlers will be participating in the four versus four tag elimination match."

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first Raven Connoly!"

"Warriors Code" By The Dropkick Murphy's starts to play throughout the arena. Raven runs out onto the stage, she throws her fist in the air and screams as a barrage of fireworks go off behind her.

Jasmine Lee: "And her opponent for the evening, Taufik!"

"All that Remains" started playing as Taufik walks out and pryos started to come out as he makes his way to the ring with his trusty Singapore Cane. When he reaches the ring, he raises his Singapore Cane as another set of pryos come out before he waits for his victim.

Jim Jackson: "Here we are, a representative from Team Marcus against a representative from Team Eunice."

Brad Blood: "We can feel the tension in the air..."

Jasmine Lee: "The referee for the evening is Jack B. Nimble! LET THE LUNACY BEGIN!"

Jim Jackson: "There's the bell and right off the bat Taufik charges in ducking under a hook by Raven Connoly! Taufik lands some hard punches sending Raven Connoly back."

Brad Blood: "Raven receives some punishment, Tau is not holding anything back even though Raven is a girl. Then again it would be more humiliating if he lost to a girl."

Jim Jackson: "Back elbow connects, Raven staggers backward. Massive backbreaker, Raven got nailed. Brutal seated powerbomb on Raven. Taufik smirks as he starts to taunt at the fallen Raven. A big mistake if you ask me. Raven is not someone to be underestimated."

Brad Blood: "Uh-oh, Raven gets up while Tau is fooling around... Raven on the ropes flies!"

Jim Jackson: "Springboard crossbody connects but Tau quickly kicks out. Raven with a dropkick into Tau's face! Tau staggers back! Here comes Raven... Tornado DDT! Raven for the cover!"

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

Brad Blood: "Tau gets a shoulder up! Raven with a boot to Tau's face... Tau goes down. Raven starts her ascent up the turnbuckles..."

Jim Jackson: "Tau gets up and attacks Raven from behind! Back suplex from the second turnbuckle! Raven is down! Tau picks Raven up, powerslam! Tau hooks the leg..."

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

Brad Blood: "Raven kicks out at two! Tau with an Irish whip sends Raven to the ropes. Raven ducks under a clothesline! Raven bounces back... She leaps over a back body drop attempt by Tau!"

Jim Jackson: "Raven gains momentum as she bounces off the ropes again... Tau turns around... Flying forearm smash! Tau gets it on the face! Raven gets to Tau's back and applies a rear naked choke!"

Brad Blood: "Tau starts to reach for the ropes... He makes it! Raven is forced to release her hold."

Jim Jackson: "Taufik throws a punch... Raven sidesteps and catches it quickly applying a hammer lock! Tau throws an elbow to counter but Raven ducks down and transitions it into a falling armbar!"

Brad Blood: "Again Taufik gets caught in a submission hold. Raven tries to pull on Tau's arm... Taufik struggles and uses his superior strength to power out of Raven's hold!"

Jim Jackson: "Taufik throws a big uppercut but Raven manages to duck down and goes for Tau's legs! Raven takes Tau down and tries to apply a half-Boston crab!"

Brad Blood: "Taufik tries to reach for the ropes... He makes it! Raven lets go! Raven tries to attack while Tau is down but Tau rolls away!"

Jim Jackson: "Taufik distances himself from Raven Connoly. A wise decision. Raven charges in... Taufik catches Raven in mid-charge... Tilt-a-whirl slam! Tau is not done... He lifts Raven up in a powerbomb position..."

Brad Blood: "Holy crap! Raven counters it and gets a triangle choke locked in! Tau falls to the canvas as Raven Connoly cranks up the pressure in her submission hold!"

Jim Jackson: "Tau tries desperately to reach the ropes... WAIT IT'S MANOLO FERRER! Manolo Ferrer has leaped unto the ring apron! Raven sees the manager. The ref tries to stop Ferrer from entering the ring. Raven Connoly lets go of Taufik... DROPKICK SENDS FERRER DOWN! The crowd goes wild!"

WHACK!

Brad Blood: "TAUFIK USES THE CONFUSION TO ATTACK CONNOLY WITH HIS SINGAPORE CANE! Tau disposes of the cane while the ref is still distracted..."

Jim Jackson: "Taufik set his opponent up in a rock bottom position, he lifts up his opponent just only for him to be crashing down in a sit down spinebuster executing a Taufik's Curse! Taufik for the pin!"

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

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match via pinfall, Taufik!"

Brad Blood: "Taufik gets a win this time around."

Jim Jackson: "He stole a win if you ask me. Wait it's not over. Manolo Ferrer has entered the ring... Now GoodFella & Schwarz appear too. The Age of Pain are inside the ring and they start attacking Raven!"

Brad Blood: "They are doing a major beatdown on Raven Connoly... Wait what's that flying through the air? IT'S LITTLE WANG! Little Wang flies through the air like a cannonball taking out Taufik! Nao Fook Mi has come out and is running down the ramp!"

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

Jim Jackson: "It's The Morbidly Obese Man! He also has come out from the entrance tunnel! The Age of Pain sees the odds getting stacked against them and they quickly escape through the crowd."

Brad Blood: "A good tactical retreat if you ask me."


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PostSubject: Re: Lucha Loco 02/24/2011   Thu Feb 24, 2011 9:12 am



The scene opens somewhere in the downtown area. We see a man with helmet standing in the middle of abandoned warehouse.... A few moments later we hear a sound of an arriving car. A man still stands calm and ready hidden partially in the shadows wearing only a helmet. The unknown car suddenly stops in front of warehouse. Driver of the car exits and he opens a door of the passenger side of the vehicle. A man leaves car and gives his driver some orders before the driver enters the car and locks the door. It's now the man from the car and the man wearing a helmet. The man wearing the helmet removes his headgear, and it's none other than ex-Campeónes Compañero and the member of The Age of Pain and secret enemy of Bold family, Felix Schwarz. Felix shakes man hand and says some words to the man.

Felix Schwarz: "You know boss, this warehouse belonged to the Schwarz family, but it was destroyed by the Bold family and no one knows about this place. That's where they killed my father at his own warehouse. You asked me once why I joined the Police Academy, but then I didn't say why but the answer is simple, revenge. The Bold family destroyed mine, my Mother was raped and is currently missing, father was brutally killed, and my youngest sister was taken from us."

Felix Schwarz's Boss: "Well that's an interesting story you have here. I won't say that happened to me or something like that but revenge is a pretty sweet thing. You know I knew the guy like you before. However, let's talk about our investigation. What do you have for me?"

Felix Schwarz: "Our investigation is going nowhere, because no new evidence was found. There must be something in their house, otherwise we are all wasting time here. Well, I know I shouldn't talk like that, but honestly it doesn't matter if he goes to jail, how long until his lawyers come and get him out? He will be free again in no time. Me and my team member who is working undercover as a maid. I checked everything ten times and nothing."

Felix Schwarz's Boss: "Don't you understand that the judge won't give us warrant to search their place without good evidence? And you can't just barge in to the place. Without a proper warrant we can get nothing that is admissible in court."

Felix starts to shout at them man, which is his boss.

Felix Schwarz: "Well, we got a problem then, because we don't have strong evidence against them. I repeat; THERE IS NO EVIDENCE."

Felix Schwarz's Boss: "You know what I've had enough of this as well so I will give you a deadline. Deadline is one month. So come March 24 and you still have nothing, I'm taking you off the case. Maybe you should just quit the force and continue wrestling. So I will leave you here now and will get back to Washington DC. Next time, don't waste my time if you don't have anything."

Felix Schwarz's boss enters his car and then he closes the door, and we hear how the man known as Felix's boss order driver to drive him to the airport and the automobile disappears in the mist. Felix is standing in the warehouse alone for several minutes until he decides that it is time to return to the ULOL arena. He gets into his own car and disappears.




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"Creeping Death" by Metallica blasts around the arena. Zombie appears at the top of the ramp with a huge grin on his face. He strolls down the ring taunting the fans as he passes. The fans shout obscenities at Zombie but he continues to taunt them. He snaps his teeth playfully at them and continues to the ring steps. He enters the ring through the ropes and grabs a microphone from one of the ringside staff. The crowd boos as he goes to speak.

Zombie: "You guys will want to hear this."

The fans boos get louder.

Zombie: "I promise! It's about your heroes Morbidly Unstoppable!"

The crowd gets slightly quieter but the boos still go on.

Zombie: "That's right! Simmer down so I can tell you people about the .... horrific way that The Age of Pain and myself beat the living hell out of them!"

The boos get louder again. Zombie smiles menacingly.

Zombie: "Oh yeah! Especially "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson! Even though he won the match I made him suffer big time! During our match AND after! I don't care if I lost! The guy is in one hell of a state. That's what I wanted and that's what Marcus Troy wanted. And now at the upcoming PPV it is time to finally put an end once and for all to Winslow's alliance."

Zombie pauses to think while the crowd continues to boo.

Zombie: "And not only that. Not only do I help finish Winslow I now can finally have a match with Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing. So at least I have SOMETHING to thank the old bag for. I will have him down and finally have your ultimate hero's head in my hands."

Zombie looks down at his hands and clenches them together envisioning Q's head being crushed between his hands. He nods and smiles as he looks back to the crowd.

The boos get louder and louder. But they all stop as "Papercut" by Linkin Park starts blaring over the arena. The fans cheer as UJJ enters through the curtain. His body is wrapped in tape which also goes over his shoulder. He looks quite pissed as his eyes are fixed on the err 'man' in the ring. He enters the ring with a microphone in hand. The music dies down and UJJ begins to speak.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "Zombie, Zombie, Zombie. You seriously aren't smart are you? Beating down two men who can easily dismantle you and your new fuck buddies. You see what you have done?!"

UJJ points to his tape.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "You're right, I am in one hell of a state. But what hurts me only makes me stronger! You Zombie have awakened a beast. A beast in which is hungry. A beast that feeds on inflicting pain to the likes of you and the Age of Pain!"

The crowd cheers as UJJ carries on.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "You can be proud about beating down two men. The same as I can be proud to be number 1 contender for the Primo Ultimo Championship. But your happiness will be short lived!"

"UJJ!" and "JKO!" chants echo around the arena.


Zombie smiles at the sight of UJJ. He points at UJJ.

Zombie: "Ladies and gentlemen of ULOL. My handiwork!"

Zombie stops smiling and talks directly to UJJ.

Zombie: "I suggest you go back to the Infirmary before you hurt yourself some more!"

Zombie steps closer to UJJ suddenly purposely trying to scare him. UJJ doesn't flinch as he angrily looks straight into Zombies undead eyes.

Zombie: "You say that what I did to you is awakening a beast? A beast that is .... hungry? A beast that ... FEEDS .. on inflicting pain? Is it me or does that sound sim... no wait ... that is me!"

Zombie walks around UJJ.

Zombie: "I AM that beast! ALL the time! And after I'm finished with Q ... you lot ... will be nothing!"

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson clenches his fists in anger. He looks at Zombie and lunges for him. UJJ cracks Zombie over the head with his microphone and starts pummeling the grounded Zombie with punches. The crowd goes wild and cheers UJJ on.

Zombie then kicks UJJ away and Zombie lunges in on UJJ raining multiple right hands down on UJJ's forehead. Zombie snaps his teeth at UJJ trying to take a chunk out of UJJ.

But UJJ pokes Zombie in the eye and Zombie recoils in pain. UJJ goes over to Zombie starts stomping on his chest. Security run down the ramp and slide into the ring trying to break up the two wrestlers. Eventually they manage to tear the two apart and Zombie exits from the ring. He stumbles up the ramp and looks back to "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson.

Zombie: "Tonight! I finish Q! And once I do everything associated with Eunice Winslow will be destroyed. You'll be the first "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson! Followed by The British Hawk!"

He looks to the camera specifically talking to TBH.

Zombie: "That's right! I ain't forgotten about you TBH!"

He looks back to UJJ.

Zombie: "I'll see you very soon! With or without the Primo Ultimo title!"

Zombie drops the microphone and leaves the arena into the backstage area.





The arena lights go out. "Ability to Create a War by A Skylit Drive" blasts through the arena speakers as the arena fills with red smoke. Red spotlights scatter around the arena and then shines on and follow Lucian Blackheart, showcasing his shiny new belt held up on his shoulder, as he makes his way to the ring posing and interacting with the fans.

Lucian Blackheart: "Pretty isn't she? I'd kiss it, but I know where it's been. So I won't do that.."

Lucian taps on his title belt and smiles.

Lucian Blackheart: "Can we get a round of applause for Brostar? He did very well. Quite the comedian. Also a round for Little Wang, who put up quite a fight."

Begins to clap as a devilish smile appears on his face.

Lucian Blackheart: "Oh.. I'm forgetting some people aren't I.... A round of applause for The British Chicken, who was robbed.. by an anorexic girl in a dress might I add. Which brings me to our next person, anorexic girl in a dress. She thought she could outmaneuver 'The Ace'? Well kudos to you for trying, I hope I didn't mess your face up too much.. or did I fix it? It's so hard to tell."

Lucian takes a moment as he laughs it all out.

Lucian Blackheart: "This upcoming PPV, I will be defending my title for the first time against The British Pigeon. Tonight I might also be arrested for animal cruelty, because here's what I'm going to do, T.B.Duck. I'm going to clip your wings, then I'm going to strap your beak real tight. But that's not all, I'm going to pluck every one of your feathers one by one, and then after that I'm going to stuff you and roast you alive.

A quick smirk appears on Lucian's face. He then drops the mic and makes his way backstage.




VS

Jim Jackson: "In a surprise announcement tonight, Eunice P. Winslow the VGM reinstates Q and even booked him in a match against Zombie!"

Brad Blood: "Mrs. Winslow made a big mistake reinstating Q, Q was suspended for a reason. But it matters not, after tonight, Zombie will be feasting on Q's brains."

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing!"

Nu-metal music begins to play as a highlight reel of Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing runs on the ULOLTron. Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing himself then steps out, wearing his own self-proclaimed Correa Grande Del Oro De Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing. The belt has one of his masks on it, instead of the traditional championship plate or buckle.

He makes his way down to the ring, slapping hands with the occasional fan reaching out to him. Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing pauses as he sees a fan in a Wendy's uniform and devil horns shouting profanity at him, proclaiming how Shogun is a better Eddie Colon than Eddie Colon will ever hope to be. The Correa Grande Del Oro De Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing slowly shakes his head as he continues to the ring.


Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "Hello my brave battalions of loyal and loving fans!"

Those who have managed to come to the show cheer for him.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "There's a smothering unrighteousness in the ULOL! An Inhuman Ungeneral Manager who would rather kill the fans who come here! We have a wrestling zombie, who has committed the ultimate sin against my people! An act of gluttonous murder stamped with the approval of that walking dribble of wasted dog semen, Marcus Troy! I have had to personally give to many, many families the chewed up, HALF EATEN scraps that was once their children! Their loves! Their parents! All because of that bulimic and bloated bag of bones YOU brought to the ULOL!"

He looks out into the crowd, gazing at the many faces looking back at him.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "I'm sure your burger-flipper of a Primo shed tears of orgasmic joy when you decided to send me away! But I am still here! In this ULOL ring! Because I'm on a mission to deliver the righteous vengeance my people cry out for!"

Cheers break out among the fans who have come to the show.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "That zombie who plunged the happiness of my people into DARKNESS already knows what it is to have holy anger drilled up his anus! And there's a whole lot more where that came from, zombie! Because you're facing me! Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing! And I put the ME in righteous sodomy!"

More cheers erupt from the crowd. Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing takes off the title belt which bears one of his many masks.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "I've said before that Marcus Troy has made the title belts of the ULOL championships of his lust for power, misery and HER-PES! But THIS belt I have is the Correa Grande Del Oro de Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing! THIS is the standard I fight for against Marcus Troy! Against his minions! And against that genocider of my people!"

"Make Them Suffer" suddenly plays, prompting massive jeers from the audience. Marcus Troy smugly appears on the giant screen, looming large over Q.

Marcus Troy: "What a nice speech! I'll tell you what. That little vanity belt of yours doesn't mean JACK here in MY fed. The real ULOL champion sure as hell ain't you, even though you've been ripping on him almost nonstop. But you're here, with your nice little belt. So, since you're so obsessed with your new little belt, why not put it up for grabs?"

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing clearly is surprised by what Troy said.

Marcus Troy: "And before you say no, I'll tell you right now that you DON'T have a say in the matter. You WILL defend that Correa Grande Del Oro de whatever, NOW!"

Jim Jackson: "In another surprise move this evening, this match has become a title match! And for the Correa Grande Del Ore de Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing!"

Brad Blood: "A brilliant move by Marcus Troy, that took Q off-guard!"

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is now a title match for the Correa Grande Del Oro de Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing! And introducing Q's opponent, Zombie!"

"Creeping Death" by Metallica plays as Zombie slowly walks out. Zombie strolls down to the ring and steps into the ring.

Jim Jackson: "And here comes Zombie, ready to get his hands on Q."

Brad Blood: "He wants his revenge for Q shoving the Ligero Maximo belt up his darkness two weeks ago as Q wants revenge for the massacre of his people. This is like an ultimate grudge match."

Jasmine Lee: "The referee for this match is Don Q. Hotte. LET THE LUNCAY BEGIN!"

Jim Jackson: "There's the bell! And Q charges in towards Zombie is such speed that Zombie cannot keep up! Q hits Zombie with a flurry of attacks! I can't even keep up and count how many strikes have already landed."

Brad Blood: "Q is going all out! Zombie is like a training dummy doing absolutely nothing as Q scores hit after hit!"

Jim Jackson: "Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing scores with a back heel kick on Zombie. Flying elbow from Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing. Zombie takes a hurrancarana from Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing. Q for the cover!"

Don Q. Hotte: "One! Two..."

Brad Blood: "Zombie gets out of the pin! He manages to grab on to Q... HE bites Q on the head! What the?! Zombie chipped a tooth on Q's mask! What the hell is that mask made of?!"

Jim Jackson: "Q again charges in with an attack... Zombie manages this time to clip Q in mid-air! Q crashes down as a springboard corkscrew crossbody attempt gets intercepted by a spear! Zombie starts stomping away at Q!"

Brad Blood: "Zombie now has the helm as he starts attacking Q, pounding away at the masked wrestler with reckless abandon!"

Jim Jackson: "Powerslam by Zombie on Q! Zombie follows up with a DDT then a backbreaker really grounding the masked enigma! Q struggles to his feet. Zombie sends him to the ropes with an Irish whip!"

Brad Blood: "Q counters a back body drop with a kick to the face! Q hits a swinging neckbreaker on Zombie!"

Jim Jackson: " Zombie walks into a face crusher variation. Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing moves in for the kill. Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing grabs Zombie and drills Zombie into the mat with a mighty crunch executing a devastating Ditwabiaosiahdiswehankiamma! Q for the pin!"

Don Q. Hotte: "One! Two..."

Brad Blood: "Zombie kicks out! Q is in shock!"

Jim Jackson: "Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing sees Zombie lying prone and wastes no time to jump up and land on Zombie repeatedly stomping Zombie until Zombie stops moving executing a devastating Diswehanpayagongtaila! Q for the pin!"

Don Q. Hotte: "One! Two..."

Brad Blood: "Zombie kicks out again! Q cannot believe it! Two finishers and Zombie still kicks out!"

Jim Jackson: "Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing cannot help but feel angered by Zombie for reasons only Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing knows as he roars his battlecry charging headlong at Zombie and executing a devastating Wakangadiiehiyaojiasaiya! Q for the pin!"

Don Q. Hotte: "One! Two! Three!"

Brad Blood: "Finally Q gets the win! Still it took all of Q's finishers to do the job! Zombie is one tough hombre."

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match via pinfall and STILL Correa Grande Del Oro de Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing, Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing!"

Jim Jackson: "Q retains his own title after a good battle with Zombie... Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing is still in the ring celebrating. Zombie pushes the referee away. Zombie spins Q around. Zombie grabs Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing by the ears and powerfully headbutts Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing executing a Deadbutt! Q is down! Zombie clips Q with a boot to the head! Q looks like he's out on his feet!"

Brad Blood: "The match over, but Zombie wants payback! And he's gonna get a bite outta Q one way or the other!"

Jim Jackson: "Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing barely able to stand! Zombie lunges and Q ducks! LIFTS Zombie over him for a flapjack!"

Brad Blood: "Zombie just crashed on top of the ringpost! He's...Jim, he's been IMPALED onto the ringpost!"

Jim Jackson: "He's just squirming right where he landed! The force of impact strong enough to run him through the post! Q is bailing out of the ring!"

Brad Blood: "He's got his title belt! I don't like the look he has on his face!"

Jim Jackson: "He's wearing a mask, how would you know what look he has?"

Brad Blood: "'Cause he's getting back in the ring! He's gonna go after Zombie while he's stuck on that ring post!"

Jim Jackson: "Q is...ripping the mask of his Correa Grande del Oro de
Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing. Wait, that's an ULOL belt under that mask!"


Brad Blood: "It's the Primo Ultimo belt! How'd he get that! HE'S GONNA"

Jim Jackson: "HE JUST SHOVED THE PRIMO ULTIMO TITLE BELT UP ZOMBIE'S BACKSIDE! HE JUST PLUNGED THE PRIMO ULTIMO BELT UP ZOMBIE'S REAR END!"

Brad Blood: "And here come Marcus Troy's cavalry!"

Jim Jackson: "IT'S THE AGE OF PAIN! QUIOAECAOPEDIDWAZHAPZHING TAKES A BOW, AND OFF HE GOES TO RUN THE 4-MINUTE MILE, LEAVING THE ULOL TITLE INSIDE A DANGLING ZOMBIE!"

Brad Blood: "Q stops by a fan, and he's grabbing a belt! It's another masked belt! I think that's the legit Correa Grande Del Oro de Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing!"

Jim Jackson: "He's raising the belt over his head, dissing the Age of Pain and Zombie! And now Q is outta here!"


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PostSubject: Re: Lucha Loco 02/24/2011   Thu Feb 24, 2011 9:13 am



"Hunt You Down" by Saliva begins playing over the PA system as Alexander Conway steps out onto the entrance ramp. Dressed to compete, Alexander slowly struts down to the ring. He requests and receives a microphone from a stagehand. As he slides into the ring, his music suddenly stops.

Alexander Conway: "Today is a very special day, does anybody know why?"

Alexander feigns interest as the audience shouts out very random responses. Many things regarding popular and hated wrestlers such as The Morbidly Obese Man, Raven Connoly, and Shogun are among the loudest of what is replied.

Alexander Conway: "Ooh! So close, but no! Today is the day that I, Alexander Conway, blessed this Earth with my presence....today is my birthday!"

Loud boos flow from the audience, who obviously don't think that is as special as Alexander believes it to be.

Alexander Conway: "Don't fret, none of you will be getting a slice of the cake, but I do have something planned for tonight. Being that it is my birthday, I can only mark this special occasion by giving myself a few gifts. The smallest of these gifts will be what I share with all of you! Since nobody felt it necessary to book Alexander Conway for tonight, I thought this would be a good time to begin my climb back to the top of the mountain that is the ULOL. This time though, there will be no errors caused by cowards. In fact, this is part of my gift! Tonight, Alexander will get his revenge! Tonight, I'll give you all a show! Tonight, Alexander will climb over some of the garbage that litters the ULOL and professional wrestling in general. Tonight, I am issuing an open challenge to anybody in the back. I dare any one of you to grow a spine and come out here to get your ass kicked!"

Alexander moves to a corner. Still facing the crowd, he continues his speech.

Alexander Conway: "Odds are, that my birthday present will either be a coward, an idiot, or a combination of the two for me to destroy. Who could ask for more, right? Nothing says, "Good times", like making people that you hate scream in agony. So which talentless mark is it going to be?"

Alexander slumps against the turnbuckle as he waits for someone to accept his challenge.

A Victim, A Target by Misery Signals blasts though the arena speakers ans the lights begin to flash on and off. As the lyrics begin Shogun bursts from behind the curtains with fire erupting from the ramp beside him, his Primo Ultimo championship around his waist. Shogun begins to make his way to the ring with a broad smile on his face his eyes still show the hatred for the people in the arena and the pure intensity can still be seen in Shoguns body language as he walks down the ramp. As he makes it to the ring he runs up and rolls into the ring taking the title off his waist and hoisting it into the air with one arm before putting it over one shoulder. Shogun picks up a mic from a ring attendant and begins to speak.

Shogun: "What a time for you to open your big mouth! Alexander it just so happens that I have not been booked this week as well!"

Shogun pauses for a moment to let Conway take in what he said

Shogun: "I am out here tonight to accept your challenge Conway. The beating I gave you at the PPV obviously did not shut you up. You still feel the need to talk on and on about how good you are when you tapped out. Whether your idiot partner interfered or not it was your hand that slapped the mat was it not? You were the man who decided to give up and yet you still think you have more ability than the Primo Ultimo champion!"

Shogun raises his belt into the air with one hand showing it to Conway.

Shogun: "You think this belt should be yours and yet it is STILL mine Conway! You proved to the world that you do not have what it takes to beat me again. We are alike in many way Conway. We are both apart of pathetic alliances. In these alliances we are forced to coexist with fools who do not deserve to breath the air that we do. We are both accomplished mat wrestlers and former WHW Intercontinental champions!"

Shogun: "You may certainly have my respect for the work you have put into your craft Alexander. There is not a single wrestler in the federation who can match me hold for hold like you can and to be honest I think you may have had a chance in our submission match if not for Ray Kamaura's foolish interference."

Shogun lowers his belt back onto his shoulder still staring at Conway

Shogun: "So tonight I would like to ask you if we could have a rematch from the PPV. I want to have a submission match right here tonight! I want to make you tap out with no one getting in the way! I want to prove to you and everyone else in the world that I AM the BEST wrestler in the entire world today!"

Shogun: "So what say you? Shall we have the rematch to end all rematches?"


Shogun lowers the mic and waits for a reply from Conway

Before either man can continue the ULOL Tron comes to life. The figure of the VGM of ULOL is seen on the big screen.

Eunice P. Winslow: "It seems things are getting a little heated here gentlemen. I would suggest that you both save your bravado for this Sunday in the PPV, for the co-main event of the evening we shall have Alexander Conway versus Shogun versus the current number one contender "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson in a triple threat elimination match for the Primo Ultimo title!"

The crowd cheers loudly at the announcement.

Eunice P. Winslow: "It seems the crowd are behind this decision... It is best you gentlemen prepare for the fight."

Mrs. Winslow smiles as the screen blinks out.


Alexander's face erupts into a smile.

Alexander Conway: "It's nice to see my birthday gets so much special attention."

The cheers of the crowd turn into boos as Alexander trys to make this about him.

Alexander Conway: "Although I was going to accept Shogun's request, because it would of been the rematch to end all rematches. It would of been one of the greatest matches in ULOL history. It would of been the day Alexander Conway proves every word he has said to be true."

Alexander holds up a finger.

Alexander Conway: "But, a title match is so much more rewarding. Not only will I be the new Primo Ultimo Champion, but I will get to defeat both Johnson and you, Shogun, at the same time. Don't worry though, because this submission match will still happen. After I win the belt, your championship rematch will be this very submission match, so that I may prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that I am indeed the better man. And that is not overconfidence, that is simply what is to be. It's simply what has been.... prophesied."

"Life is Beautiful" by Sixx AM blares throughtout the arena and when the lyrics start to play Ray Kamaura makes his way to the ring very slowly. Leon is beside him.

Ray Kamaura: "Hey Shogun You seem to be itching for a fight tonight huh? Well Leon and Myself aren't booked tonight."

Ray and Leon walk closer to the ring.

Leon Hinomoto: "Tonight, Blood shall flow as we look to shift the tides of power."

Ray and Leon climb into the ring

Ray Kamaura: "Tonight how about we give The Primo Ultimo Champion and good old beat down. Or you can leave the ring with your tail stuck in your "darkness" because the DWMA isn't gonna let you fight your way out."

Ray steps to the side as Leon starts to talk.

Leon Hinomoto: "Well Shogun What shall you do?"

Ray Kamaura: "Before you say anything you should know that we are doing this because you are on Team Marcus but you can always change sides."


Alexander moves in-between the two conflicting sides.

Alexander Conway: "What the hell you two? I want Shogun to be 100% when I face him. I don't want there to be any excuses as to why he lost. You two need to turn the around, and find someone else to beat up, because Shogun's off the menu until after I get done with him."

Alexander wafts his hands.

Alexander Conway: "So, get going guys. You two aren't needed here."

Ray Kamaura: "No can do. We aren't here because of you but because he's with Marcus. So Shogun what's it gonna be."

Ray and Leon take a step back and wait for his answer.


Shogun stares in utter bemusement at the two men on the other side of the ring

Shogun: "I come out here to accept a challenge and have a fair contest with one of the better wrestlers in this company and the company of fools decides to stick their nose in a place where it does not belong."

Shogun raises up his title again catching Ray looking at it

Shogun: "Ahh you remember this Ray? This is the title you tried to take from me Ray. You lost fair and square."

Shogun lowers the belt back onto his shoulder

Shogun: "Yet you now come out here and decide you are going to stoop to the same lows that the fool Troy goes. What man are you Ray Kamaura? One week you are coming out to show your worth as a wrestler and the next you decide you want to throw honor out of the window."

Shogun shakes his head in disgust

Shogun: "For the record I am not on Troy's 'Team" you see I am under no mans command. What that pitiful group does is they're business. I am here to defend my title and now the two of you are in my way. You two already ruined Alexanders last title shot yet you still feel the need to try and get in the way of his plans?"

Shogun points directly at the team across the ring from him

Shogun: "I will not leave this ring Ray Kamaura. I fear no one certainly not a coward such as yourself."

Shogun turns his back to the 3 men in the ring

Shogun: "Attack me now and you are attacking a defenseless man with no will to fight back. If you cross the ring to attack me then you truly have no honor and are merely a coward just like the man you seem to associate me with."

Shogun holds his arms out to the side and waits.


The expression on Ray's face turns into smile. Ray falls back and bounces off the ropes and goes to give a big boot to Shogun.

Jim Jackson: "NO! He can't do this!"

Brad Blood: "Like Hell he can't!"

But Ray stops and looks down at the ground.

Jim Jackson: "I'm glad he's shown restraint, and didn't attack a man who isn't even looking.

Ray turns to get out of the ring but instead falls back into the ropes once more and connects with the big boot. Shogun falls to the ground, but before he can get a moment of rest, Ray lifts him onto his shoulders into a Fireman's carry. Leon quickly moves up the turnbuckle, preparing for The Final Rain.

Brad Blood: "Hahaha! It looks like you were wrong Jim!"

As Leon prepares to leap off the turnbuckle onto Shogun, Alexander grabs Shogun's legs and pulls him off the shoulders of Ray Kamaura.

Brad Blood: "Why would you help him!? That's your enemy this Sunday!"

Jim Jackson: "I, for one, am glad Alexander stopped them. This could of degenerated very quickly."

Both Ray and Leon move in front of Alexander. Tempers are flaring as the two parties argue in the center of the ring.

Brad Blood: "There are two of them and only one of him. Push him out of the damned way!"

Alexander points to the ramp, as the argument continues. He seems to mouth the word "Go".

Jim Jackson: "It looks like this newly formed stable may be breaking down. I think before he told them to go, that he said something about how if they want his help, then they have to play by his rules."

The two frown and argue for a few more moments. After seeing that Alexander is not going to back down, they grudgingly exit the ring, with Ray even giving a sarcastic bow to Alexander. As they move up the ramp, they yell a few words directed to Shogun.

Jim Jackson: "Ray and Leon are going, but not without giving Shogun a few last threats."

Brad Blood: "I can't believe those two just backed down! I can't believe Alexander didn't let it happen! He would have had a weakened Shogun for the PPV! The title would of been his for the taking!"

"Papercut" by Linkin Park starts blaring over the arena. The fans start cheering as "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson enters the arena for the second time, still sporting his tape around his body and shoulder. He has a microphone in hand as the music dies down.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "Now that is all sorted, we can finally talk something of importance. Like I don't know. MY title match against Shogun. It bothers me to see that Alexander Conway has yet ANOTHER title shot after doing nothing at all."

UJJ starts to walk down the ramp.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "Me on the other hand. I had to work for this shot. But I fail to see WHY Alexander gets special treatment around here. Please someone tell me. Does he have a dark side where he blows up the arena if we don't continue to reward his nothingness? Is he a bigger star then I thought he was? I certainly don't think so. How many title shots have you had now Alexander? Compared to my one shot?"

UJJ carefully enters the ring and awaits Alexander to reply or for Shogun to butt in.


Alexander grins at the new man in this equation.

Alexander Conway: "Why hello there, idiot, how are you today? Are you having trouble connecting the dots? You don't get many titles shots because you are a nobody who makes things up. The only reason you have gotten anywhere in the ULOL is because The Morbidly Obese Man has pulled your ass around with him. The only reason you acquired this title shot is because The Morbidly Obese Man and Q helped you to defeat Zombie."

Alexander shoots a look back at Shogun before continuing.

Alexander Conway: "You know, the reason I'm getting another title shot is probably because Eunice didn't want the Primo Ultimo title to remain around Shogun's waist....because we all know that he would of whipped you in about a whole five minutes. That, or maybe Eunice actually wanted tickets to be sold for the event. Maybe, Eunice actually wanted to have another decent match on the card? Or maybe, Eunice has realized that all of my title shots have ended with some type of interference or controversy, and she wanted to let me have one that didn't feature that? Who knows, I didn't ask her."

Alexander walk over to the ring ropes and leans against them.

Alexander Conway: "Maybe if you just didn't suck, you would have already gotten a title shot. You've had nearly the same amount of title opportunites as I've had title shots, so you really can't complain. It's been your fault, that you didn't receive any of those title shots, because you simply couldn't take advantage of the opportunity. Oh, and this is going to be your second title shot, Johnson. If you recall, you were apart of the battle royale to determine the first champion."

Alexander lowers his microphone as he waits for someone else to speak.

UJJ smirks as he raises the microphone.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "Alexander you are as dumb and false minded as always. The Morbidly Obese Man doesn't carry me through this federation, if he does then he would be the one with the shot, not me. Your friend Eunice even admitted that I have what it takes to dethrone Shogun. And I will be the one to dethrone him. I will be the 1st double champion of ULOL!"

UJJ points at the Primo Ultimo Championship.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "You cannot use those interferences as an excuse, if you were the wrestler you say you are then you would have had Shogun beaten in a matter of minutes. But you haven't and therefore you are the one who SUCKS! You do not deserve to be even considered in the running for the Primo Ultimo Championship. It should be Me vs Shogun. ONE ON ONE. NOT IN A TRIANGLE ELIMINATION MATCH!"

UJJ looks at Alexander Conway, full of rage.


Alexander holds his hand sideways and opens and closes it multiple times.

Alexander Conway: "Bark, bark, bark, goes the bitch. Johnson, you are a poor man's excuse for a shod of a wrestler. Why don't you go back and actually watch your matches? Maybe then you could learn your place. If Eunice thought you could take the title off of Shogun, why would she place me into the match?"

Alexander scratches his chin, as if he were actually pondering the question.

Alexander Conway: "Oh, that's right, because she lied to you! The only reason you defeated Zombie was because Q attacked him from behind. Every reasoning you have for calling yourself "Unstoppable", every reasoning that you have for claiming to be so good, is complete bullshit. If YOU were as good as YOU have said, then YOU would have won that Primo Ultimo Championship in the 10-man battle royale. YOU wouldn't of lost to Ray Kamaura in that triple-threat number one contender's match. YOU wouldn't of lost your tag titles to the Age of Pain and YOU would of received a title shot earlier. Has any of that happened? Oh, sorry, it hasn't. Who really sucks here?"

Shogun has recovered from the boots to his head now. He walks over to UJJ and snatches the mic out of his hand before walking to his corner of the ring.

Shogun: "I think it has become obvious that Eunice thinks very lightly of your abilities Johnson...You BARLEY defeated Zombie to earn your contest with me after all. Do you honestly think that I shall be as easy to defeat as that pitiful weakling? Have the two of you simply watched me from under a rock?"

Shogun stares at his two opponents with contempt

Shogun: "The two of you should not be arguing with each other for I am the man you face at the PPV! Do you think I will simply let one of you take the ultimate prize right out of my grasp? NO I do not care if I face two opponents or two hundred! I will NEVER lose! This belt will not leave my waist no matter what! I will prove to the world that I am the best even if I have to destroy myself in the process!"

Shoguns face is a blanket is intensity as he shouts at his two opponents for the PPV

Shogun: "While the two of you talk and talk and talk about how great you are I PROVE IT! I have beaten every single man or woman who has DARED walk into this ring to try and take my championship away! This match shall be no different! At the PPV when the three of us face each other for the ultimate contest to decide the championship there shall be no team Marcus or team Eunice! There will be only the three of us in a contest for THIS BELT! If either of you take your eye off this prize for even a moment I will crush you completely...do not forget!"

Shogun throws the mic down at Johnson's feet and waits for a reply.


Alexander ducks in-between the middle and tope ropes as he exits the ring to stand on the apron. He turns around to face his two future opponents.

Alexander Conway: "Shogun's right, this talk is getting us nowhere. So, you two may feel free to continue, but I have stated the facts....and what was prophesied. I no longer feel a need to remain out here with either of you."

Alexander hops off the apron and begins walking up the ramp. Once he reaches the top, Alexander turns back around.

Alexander Conway: "Oh, and don't worry about, "destroying yourself in the process", Shogun, because I assure you that I will do that for you. The future is out of your hands, boys. Fight as hard as you like, but it will be all in vain. I'm the one who shall be walking out of the PPV with that belt."

Alexander drops the microphone on the ramp before disappearing backstage.





The gargantuan wrestler also known as The Morbidly Obese Man is seen gorging himself at the buffet table. His tag team partner and co-champion "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson is seen standing a few feet away, just enough so that he wouldn't be splattered by the chunks of food flying out of The Morbidly Obese Man's mouth.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "Ahh... That hits the spot!"

The big man wipes his mouth as he swallows a big chunk on meat.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "It seems we will be facing that retard team from Age of Putzes again. I mean seriously they think that they will be able to win these babies back again? We showed them that even with numbers they are nothing but losers but here they come again trying to claim what is ours. I guess we need to make sure that we pound it into their skulls this time that these titles ain't going nowhere."

The Morbidly Obese Man begins feeding again.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "It also seems that you have your hands full at the PPV. Conway and Shogun... That's one helluva plate to clear Johnson... So you wanna have back-up? I'm sure I can lend you a hand this Sunday..."


"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "I appreciate the concern Lard Ass but your help won't be necessary, unless you feel that there is no chance of me surviving in a four on one attack from Alexander, his bum chums and Shogun. But let's concentrate on tonight shall we?"

TMOM stops eating and immediately looks up at UJ, who for once is thinking about something other than the Primo Ultimo Championship.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "Now I'm not 100%, the tape around my body proves that but Lard Ass, I would like to do most of the work tonight. People have been saying that I'm just riding you up the road to success and I want to prove them wrong. Prove to the people that we are a cohesive unit despite our past."


The Morbidly Obese Man starts chuckling as bits of chewed food sputters from his mouth.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "Surprisingly this DID work out pretty well for the both of us. I mean, who would have thought that us being past rivals could actually rise to the top like this. Now I know that you are not at one hundred percent, that is why I am offering my help. I expect Marcus and his lackeys to pull something and I won't be much of a partner if I sit back and let it happen. We know how that prick works and it's time to make sure he doesn't spew his mess into our rise to the top."

The big man takes another bite out of a baby back rib cleaning it to the bone.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "Mrs. Winslow has already placed herself in a secured location after Zombie's ambush, that leaves me free to assist you in any means that I can. We still need to get back at the Age of Putzes... Their guerrilla tactics are really starting to annoy me, plus they seem to be getting cocky with each ambush. It's time for us to humble them down. So what do you say partner? Let's show these bastards what Morbidly Unstoppable is REALLY capable of."

The Morbidly Obese Man offers his hand to UJJ who accepts it as the scene fades to black.




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Jim Jackson: "And now for the main event of the evening! Morbidly Unstoppable shall be defending their titles against GoodFella & Schwarz!"

Brad Blood: "Well with an injured TMOM and UJJ, GoodFella & Schwarz may have the upper hand."

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall and is for the ULOL Campeónes Compañero! Introducing first they are your ULOL Campeónes Compañero, The Morbidly Obese Man and "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson, Morbidly Unstoppable!"

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

The earth reverberated and shook as the monstrosity known as The Morbidly Obese Man squeezed himself out of the now visibly cracked entrance tunnel. There is no entrance music and no video playing on the ULOL Tron. Just one massive form that looks bigger than an elephant. The crowd stares in stunned silence, not knowing what to make of the super-sized behemoth stands on top of the entrance ramp waiting for his partner to appear.

"Papercut" by Linkin Park blasts over the arena as "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson enters the stage through a spark shower.

Jim Jackson: "And here are the champs, long time rivals now brother-in-arms as they proudly hold the tag titles over their heads.... WHAT THE?!"

Brad Blood: "GOODFELLA & SCHWARZ JUST JUMPED BOTH TMOM AND UJJ WITH STEEL CHAIRS!!! GoodFella & Schwarz just laid out both men on the top of the entrance ramp!"

Jim Jackson: "And now here comes Taufik! He just whacked TMOM a few times more on the head with the Singapore cane! GoodFella & Schwarz drag "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson down the ramp and throws him in the ring! This shouldn't be allowed to continue!"

Brad Blood: "I think GoodFella & Schwarz just told the referee to start the match! And there's the bell!"

Jim Jackson: "GoodFella & Schwarz sends "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson into the ropes with a double Irish whip. They charge towards "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson and takes him down with a double clothesline executing a Drive-by Shooting! GoodFella for the pin!"

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

Brad Blood: "HAHA! That was genius! The crowd may not agree with what just happened but we have new champs!"

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match and NEW..."

Suddenly the ULOL Tron comes to life and we see the face of the vice-general manager of ULOL Mrs. Eunice P. Winslow on the giant screen.

Eunice P. Winslow: "HOLD IT!"

Jim Jackson: "IT'S THE VGM OF ULOL! Mrs. Winslow may have something to say about what just occured!"

Eunice P. Winslow: "This match was not fair from the start! A blatant ambush right before the match placed the reigning champions at a disadvantage. Therefore by the power that I possess I hereby declare this match a NO CONTEST! And since this match is a no contest, Morbidly Unstoppable SHALL RETAIN THEIR TITLES!"

The crowd begins to cheer loudly as the screen blinks off.

Brad Blood: "What?! She can't do that!"

Jim Jackson: "She just did Brad and..."

Suddenly the ULOL Tron comes to life and we see the face of the general manager of ULOL Marcus Troy on the giant screen.

Marcus Troy: "Well two can play this game. I supersede the decision of the vice-general manager! The original decision STANDS! GoodFella & Schwarz are the NEW tag team champions!"

Loud boos are heard as the screen blinks off.

Brad Blood: "TRUMPED!!!"

Jim Jackson: " Looks like the chaos is not over despite the announcement from both the VGM and GM! GoodFella grabs UJJ up and it looks like Felix Schwarz is poised to slam the belt into UJJ's head!"

Brad Blood: "Well up on top of the ramp we have Taufik choking TMOM with the Singapore cane! I'm surprised he can still find TMOM's neck in all that fat! And here comes Zombie! Zombie is out and he's about to bite into TMOM!"

Jim Jackson: "Wait! Raven just took Taufik out with a spear from behind! Nao Fook Mi and Little Wang rushes into the ring and starts attacking GoodFella & Schwarz! It's chaos here! TMOM has somewhat recovered and joined in the fight!"

Brad Blood: "So close! Just a few more seconds and we may have seen the end of Morbidly Unstoppable! Little Wang just got thrown out of the ring! GoodFella & Schwarz are getting the upper hand on Fook Mi..."

Jim Jackson: "UJJ JUST TOOK BOTH GOODFELLA & SCHWARZ DOWN WITH A TWO ARM CLOTHESLINE! Security has started entering the arena to try and restore order! We have a brawl on top on the entrance ramp and a brawl at ringside! It looks like Team Eunice and Team Marcus want to get an early start for their PPV battle!"

Brad Blood: "If security didn't show up we may not have a main event come this Sunday."




Jim Jackson: "What a show! What a show! A lot of twists and turns on this one."

Brad Blood: "Yeah, you got that right. We had the return of W!"

Jim Jackson: "You mean Q."

Brad Blood: "Oh right, Q! We had Morbidly Unstoppable losing their tag titles only to not lose them and then lose them again. I mean this show really kept us at the edge of our seats. I can't wait for this Sunday on Ay Basura!"

Jim Jackson: "Tonight many unexpected things happened, but all that is just icing to the cake which is "Ay Basura!" the PPV this Sunday. So don't forget to tune in this Sunday folks. For my partner Brad Blood, this is Jim Jackson signing off!"


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