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PostSubject: Lucha Loco 10/23/2011   Sun Oct 23, 2011 9:54 pm



Jim Jackson: "Welcome and good evening ladies and gentlemen, it's just one more week until the pay-per-view and things are heating up here in ULOL. What a show we have for all of you tonight including two, that's right, TWO title matches."

Brad Blood: "The title matches are well and good but what everyone is waiting for tonight is the fate of Ray Kamaura in his gauntlet match."

Jim Jackson: "Well we'll find out soon won't we? Anyway, let's not keep our audience waiting. LET THE LUNACY BEGIN!"






"Make Them Suffer" by Cannibal Corpse starts playing on the speakers as smoke rises from the floor. Out from the smoke the figure of Marcus Troy, the general manager of United League of Lunatics emerges from the back. He quickly strides down the entrance ramp and enters the ring with a mic in hand.

Marcus Troy: "How fast time flies that we shall be having our PPV again next week. Aptly named Fantástico, I have a fantastic card lined up for next week. First match I shall book is between two warring individuals. The chaos caused by the hate between Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing and The Morbidly Obese Man shall next week be settled in the ring in a cage match. That's right, two wrestlers surrounded by steel, a perfect way to settle their differences."

The crowd rejoices at the announcement. Troy waits for them to settle down before continuing.

Marcus Troy: "Another match I would like to book is a match between three existing champions. We have heard many wrestler disrespect or say that the following titles mean nothing... The Correa Grande Del Oro, the ULOL Ligero Maximo and the ULOL Campeón No Masculino. Well next week the current champions for their respective titles shall battle each other in a three-way elimination match where in the winner gets a shot at the ULOL Primo Ultimo. A perfect way for these three champions to prove that they can be a legitimate threat to the ULOL Primo Ultimo."

The crowd gets pumped up more at the announcement.

Marcus Troy: "Next on the agenda involves a returning wrestler... Yes, "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson made a return running off his mouth, well let's see if he still has what it takes or is he just a washed-up wrestlers, for next week he shall be facing the reigning ULOL Primo Ultimo for the title in a last man standing match!"

The crowd gets really excited at Marcus Troy's bookings. Marcus Troy exits the ring as "Make Them Suffer" by Cannibal Corpse starts playing on the speakers.


Oriental music starts playing on the background as smoke covers the mouth of the entrance tunnel. Suddenly out leaps Nao Fook Mi wearing a short cheongsam. Little Wang follows behind her wearing stilts. The tag team known as Oriental Spices blocks Marcus Troy's path as Nao Fook Mi addresses the general manager.

Nao Fook Mi: "Good evening Mr. Troy, I also have a request, as you know, Oriental Spices never cashed in our rematch clause when we lost the tag titles. We would like to do so now. After much deliberation it seems that it would be the best for our careers if we once again challenge for the tag gold. I hope you will allow us to battle The Northern Kings next week."

Little Wang and Nao Fook Mi waits patiently for the general manager to reply to their request.


Marcus Troy ponders on the request coming from Nao Fook Mi as the crowd starts showing their support for the former tag team champions. Shrugging his shoulders Marcus Troy replies.

Marcus Troy: "Why not, you shall have your tag team match then for the ULOL Campeónes Compañero next week in the PPV, but this won't be an ordinary tag match, instead it shall be a tornado tag team match. Now if you'll excuse me, I am a busy man and I still have much to do."

Marcus Troy walks past Little Wang and Nao Fook Mi and disappears to the back.






The Camera opens up to show Allister and Shadow sitting in the Sanctuary enjoying a nice cup of coffee and a few cigarettes

Allister King: "Yes, the economic state is in dire need."

Shadow Callahan: "What the hell you talking about?"

Allister King: "The economy, it's in a desperate situation in which we might need a lot of help to come back from."

Shadow Callahan: "I know what this is about. It's because of the price of that can of coke."

Allister punches his leg.

Allister King: "That can was highly over priced. It wasn't even that good."

Shadow Callahan: "Grow up, prices go up all the time."

Allister King: "But not this fast, I remember when it was half the price it is today and that was only about 10 years ago."

Shadow Callahan: "Since when did you become interested in the economy?"

Allister King: "Since I had to mortgage my house to get a fucking mars bar."

Shadow Callahan: "Over exaggerate much?"

Allister King: "It's not over exaggeration it is the truth and more importantly..."

Samantha walks over a hands Allister a phone.

Samantha King: "Phone."

Allister King: "Why yes it is, aren't you a clever clever girl."

Allister receives a kick to the shin and the phone set on the table. He picks it up

Allister King: "Hello and welcome to the Voorhees travel agency, you sent 'em, we kill'em. Huh? Why yes tis' me. Yep Yep Yep, okay got it ciao."

Allister hangs up

Allister King: "Sammie!!! Catch!!!"

Allister throws the phone across the room, misses Samantha completely and smashes against the wall

Allister King: "My bad!"

Samantha King: "You're paying for a new one."

Allister King: "Damn it."

Allister drinks the rest of his coffee and lights a cigarette

Allister King: "Ahhhhhhh that hits the spot."

Shadow Callahan: "Who was on the phone?"

Allister King: "Troy. We have a title match at the PPV against Fook Mi and Wang."

Shadow Callahan: "Oh okay."

Allister King: "Indeed."

They both sit still in silence.

Shadow Callahan: "I'm gonna go play the piano."

Allister King: "No problem."

Shadow finishes his coffee and leaves. Allister looks around before taking a DS out of his pocket.

Allister King: "Time to play Pokemon."

The Camera fades to black as Allister begins to play Pokemon.






The scene opens in the locker room of the tag team from the east Oriental Spices, where we see Little Wang doing some shadow boxing while his partner Nao Fook Mi watches on.

Little Wang: "I'm so hyped up, this is my chance at the Maximo Ligero... Jim Rival is a tough competitor but I know I have what it takes to take him down. I'm in top form tonight."

After a couple more kicks, Little Wang settles down and picks up a towel from the bench to wipe away his sweat.

Little Wang: "So, what do you think? What are my chances tonight Fook Mi?"

Little Wang sits down and waits for his partner to reply.


Nao Fook Mi looks at her partner and replies.

Nao Fook Mi: "Honestly? I think it's 50/50... You have a good chance Wang, your hard work have made you into one of the most competitive wrestlers in the federation. Jim Rival will certainly have his hands full tonight. You must be vigilant in the ring just as I must be against Gina "The Wild" Sheridan tonight."

Fook Mi rises from her seat and walks around.

Nao Fook Mi: "After all my self-reflection, winning or losing doesn't matter but it's if we gave our all in the ring, yet that doesn't mean we shouldn't strive to win."

Fook Mi turns around and looks at her partner once more.

Nao Fook Mi: "Well then, if you are done shadow boxing, what do you say we have a little spar to get the blood flowing?"

Little Wang nods and Fook Mi gets her gear as the screen fades to black.




/W

VS



Jim Jackson: "Well we have a women's match coming up next..."

Brad Blood: "Woo! Finally some eye candy for the evening!"

Jasmine Lee: "The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, Gina "The Wild" Sheridan!"

“Highway to Hell” by AC/DC starts to sound and Gina “The Wild” Sheridan accompanied with Summer Bold walks down the entrance ramp and enters the ring to little fanfare.

Jasmine Lee: "Introducing next, her opponent for the evening, Nao Fook Mi!"

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

Jasmine Lee: "The referee for this match is Sully S. Calawag. LET THE LUNACY BEGIN!"

Jim Jackson: "And there's the bell! Nao Fook Mi and Gina Sheridan circle each other cautiously... Fook Mi with a roundhouse kick takes Sheridan down! Fook Mi goes to the ropes! Second rope splash by Fook Mi."

Brad Blood: "Summer Bold has climbed up onto the apron! Fook Mi turns... And falls for the distraction! Gina Sheridan runs at Fook Mi from behind... But misses! Gina Sheridan collides with Summer Bold!"

Jim Jackson: "Nao Fook Mi saw that coming and only pretended to be distacted by Summer Bold! Gina Sheridan looks at her manager who fell off the apron and is sprawled outside the ring... Fook Mi wastes no time! Nao Fook Mi slips behind her opponent and locks her forearms over her opponent's neck and nape choking her opponent to unconsciousness executing a devastating Fook Mi to Sleep!!!"

Brad Blood: "Sheridan is struggling trying to get free! She tries to reach the ropes but Fook Mi holds her back! Sheridan is fading! She's going... Going... GONE!!!"

Jim Jackson: "The ref lifts Gina Sheridan's arm... It falls down!"

Sully S. Calawag: "One!"

Brad Blood: "The ref lifts Sheridan's arm a second time... It still falls down limp!"

Sully S. Calawag: "Two!"

Jim Jackson: "The referee lifts Gina Sheridan's arm for the last time, if this still falls, the match is over... AND THE ARM FALLS!!!"

Sully S. Calawag: "Three!"

Brad Blood: "And just like that the match is over!"

Jasmine Lee: "The winner of this match by submission, Nao Fook Mi!"

Jim Jackson: "Nao Fook Mi shows us how it's done as she finishes her opponent fast and easy... Wait! Summer Bold just snuck back into the ring... She blindsides Fook Mi with a steel chair! Fook Mi is down! Bold rouses her ward Gina Sheridan and they begin to beat down on Fook Mi!"

Brad Blood: "THE MIDGET COMES RUNNING INTO THE RING! Little Wang runs in for the save! Bold and Sheridan runs away! Still the damage has been done, will this affect Oriental Spices' title match next week?"




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PostSubject: Re: Lucha Loco 10/23/2011   Sun Oct 23, 2011 9:55 pm



The arena lights up with a blinding white light. "The Chase by Illy" blasts through the arena speakers as the arena fills with white smoke. Blue, White and Red spotlights scatter around the arena and then shines on and follow Chase O'Brien as he makes his way to the ring posing and interacting with the fans.

Chase O'Brien: "G'day mates! My name is Chase O'Brien. For the last 2 years I've been chasing a dream. Every day was a step closer to my dream, but today I is the biggest step I've taken in those 2 years. Today I start living my dream."

Chase O'Brien stops and looks around admiring it all.

Chase O'Brien: "Now normally this is where the chase ends.. But for me it never ends. One day I'm going have it all. You wait and see. I'll show you all.

"The Chase by Illy" blasts through the arena speakers. With a big cocky grin, Chase O'Brien drops his mic and heads backstage.




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Jim is seen getting together his gear, pointing to the camera man to have a seat as he began to lace up his shoes. His usual ring attire of slacks and what look like dress shoes apparent. As he finished up the cigarette that was burning between his lips was removed and tossed to the ground, stepping on it afterwards as he looked to the camera.

Jim Rival: "Tonight is the night to make examples, to show why I became the champion in the first place and nobodies like Wang are what they are. From day one I said the light shined down on me and led me to what I deserved and it still does. It will keep guiding me far beyond the top. For bottom feeders like Wang and even his poor excuse of a partner will see why."

Jim looked to the side for a moment before giving a nod, looking back to the camera.

Jim Rival: "You say you have that so-called resolve, but you haven't tasted pain like I will bestow upon you tonight. You don't know peace until you have suffering, and I will make it very clear to you the suffering you will endure. The difference is that there will be no peace for you."


With that Jim walked away from the camera, the shot following him out the door of his locker room before the scene fades to black.






The scene opens with “Show Goes On” playing from the speaks that spread the sound to surround the arena full of fans of ULOL. Brostar appears onstage at some fans cheer him, he walks down the ramp tagging their hands. He walks around the ring and grabs a mic and gets in the ring, he plays with the crowd all little more before speaking on the mic.

Brostar: "Hello everybody whats up???"

The crowd cheer.

Brostar: "So, you all saw what happened last week. The week before that I vowed to win with my partner and take home the tag titles. But as you all saw our plans didn’t go exactly the way it should, anyways it is time to do something new and I respect Allister King and Shadow as both Fettel and me wasn't able to beat them no matter what we did."

Brostar: :I decided to go after the C4’s Golden Ticket, that’s right Cobb. I challenge you for the Golden Ticket at the PPV in a stipulation I already chose and the stipulation is….. a Playground brawl!!! So Colton Cali Coob or whatever come on out and accept my challenge.:


He says as he waits for C4 come out.


Green Day's "Having a Blast" starts blaring out of the speakers as the silhouette of the penultimate wrestler, covered in smoke and with a light show on, Colton Charles Cai Cobb raises from the ground with his back facing the crowd. He turns around as he steps off the platform and into the entrance ramp with a smirk on his face, behind him Ragki Nikara follows. With an air of arrogance as he makes his way to the ring ignoring the loud boos which echo the ringside. Ragki Nikara holds the ropes apart allowing Colton Charles Cai Cobb to enter the ring. He then stands in front of Brostar looking down at the high-flyer. He holds out the golden ticket taunting Brostar.

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "You want this? Of course you do little man... I accept your little challenge, of course there are the terms of payment for your stipulation."

Colton Charles Cai Cobb rubs his thumb on his index and pointing finger signaling the need for cash which Brostar reluctantly hands over. C4 counts the bills and hands them to Ragki Nikara for safe keeping.

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "Now that that's handled, a playground brawl, what an wonderful idea! In case you are too dumb to understand, I am being sarcastic here. Only retards play in a playground at your age but I shall play with you, call it my community service to help the mentally handicap find joy. Oh and just in case you are too dumb to get that, yes, I am calling you mentally handicapped."

Colton Charles Cai Cobb starts chuckling.

Colton Charles Cai Cobb: "Come Ragki, our business is done here, unless you have something to add. Next Sunday at the PPV I shall make an example of this little brat. If he can think that he can mispronounce my name without any consequences, he is sadly mistaken."

C4 waits for Ragki Nikara to react and when Ragki follow him, C4 exits the ring and heads to the back.






VS

Jim Jackson: “First of the two title matches we have here tonight! This time the Ligero Maximo Championship! The Lightweight division being set alight by the current champion Jim Rival as he bulldozers his way through the competition! Little Wang providing the competition here tonight.”

Brad Blood: “Little competition in both senses of the word! Haha! Jim Rival is likely to bulldoze his way through Little Wang too!”

Jim Jackson: “Well Little Wang has his unique offense that other wrestlers do not possess; we could see something completely different here tonight.”

Brad Blood: “Little competition! Hehe! Little … competition! Hehehe!”

Jim Jackson: “Over to Jasmine Lee for the introductions!”

Jasmine Lee: “This match is scheduled for One Fall! And it is for the ULOL Ligero Maximo Championship! Introducing first, the challenger, Little Wang!!!”

"Eye of the Tiger" by Survivor starts playing on the speakers as flashing multicolored lights starts flashing at the top of the entrance ramp as smoke rises from the floor. A small form suddenly bounces out of the entrance tunnel and through the smoke which is slowly clearing. The crowd looks wide-eyed at the small midget standing on top of the entrance ramp wearing stilts with both arms in the air waving a victory sign with his fingers. The midget runs down the ramp and scampers into the ring.

Jasmine Lee: “Introducing now, the Ligero Maximo Champion, Jim Rival!!!”

"The New Cult King" by Mushroomhead erupts throughout the arena as Jim makes his way to the ring at a slow pace. A black background with only the golden outline of a cross leaning back is all that appears on the titantron, occasionally flickering in an almost violent fashion. As Jim finally makes it to the ring he takes off his button down shirt, placing the black armband bearing the same cross back over his left arm before entering the ring.

Jim Jackson: “Both wrestlers inside the ring, looking to make an impact on proceedings here tonight!”

Brad Blood: “Watch as Jim Rival pulls Little Wang apart!”

Jasmine Lee: “The referee for this matchup is Jack B. Nimble!! LET THE LUNACY BEGIN!!!”

Jim Jackson: “Jim Rival diving straight for Little Wang. Little Wang though quickly running through Rival’s legs to avoid the incoming offense!! Little Wang with a powerful clothesline to the leg of Rival forcing the leg to give way! Jim Rival on one knee now and down to Little Wang’s level! Little Wang now laying on punches!!”

Brad Blood: “Little Wang stepping back and bouncing off the middle rope to come back and hits a big enziguiri kick right to the face of Jim Rival!! Rival taken off balance with that last attack and Little Wang brings Rival to the ground with a clothesline! Little Wang attempts the pin with the shoulders down, can he bring about an upset?!”

Jack B. Nimble: “One! Two!”

Brad Blood: “And just as I suspected Jim Rival kicks out easily from that! He’s going to have to do better than that if he wants to win this championship title! Little Wang though continuing his attack as he drops the elbow to the ribcage of Rival!! Rival recoiling in pain as Little Wang again drives the elbow to the ribcage!!!”

Jim Jackson: “Little Wang driving the elbow for the third time … but he misses this time!! Jim Rival rolling away to avoid the third elbow! Little Wang crashes down to the canvas as Rival quickly picks up his pace and going on the attack! Little Wang pushing himself up off the canvas but gets put back down on his backside with a spinning back kick from Jim Rival!! Rival slamming rights to the temple of Little Wang and pins down the shoulders!!!”

Jack B. Nimble: “One! Two!!”

Jim Jackson: “Only a two count this time! And just like Little Wang, Jim Rival is going to need to do a whole lot more before he can even hope to pick up the win!!”


Brad Blood: “Jim Rival is about to finish this one I can feel it!!”

Jim Jackson: “Rival going top rope here!! Rival leaping off the top turnbuckle with that elbow raised further into the air!! And he DRIVES the elbow right to the midsection of Little Wang!!!!”

Brad Blood: “Slight bit of vengeance there!! Rival with shoulders down again after the flying elbow!”

Jack B. Nimble: “One! Two!! Thr…”

Jim Jackson: “But Little Wang kicks out in time!”


Brad Blood: “Only just! Rival picking up the pieces now as he sends Little Wang to the corner turnbuckle! Rival with the run up and he sends a dropkick to the midsection which drops Little Wang to his knees! Rival again taking a run up as he sprints towards Little Wang and leaping … he completely missed him!! I don’t believe it!!”

Jim Jackson: “Little Wang again moving out of the way of the steam train that was on a collision course!! Rival landed awkwardly onto the ropes and might have incurred some rope burns there from that impact! Little Wang though taking full advantage of the situation! Picking up the pace as he drags Jim Rival away from the corner and leaps with the DDT position slamming Rival’s head into the canvas!!”

Brad Blood: “Little Wang pinning the shoulders down!”

Jack B. Nimble: “One! Two!!”

Brad Blood: “Only a two count! That wasn’t even close that time! Little Wang though working the grounded Jim Rival! Little Wang leaps and brings both his legs down onto the midsection of Rival!! The double leg drop with all the weight of Little Wang landing onto the midsection of Jim Rival! Little Wang deciding to go to the top rope now!!”

Jim Jackson: “This could be the beginning of the end right here!! Is a Tadpole Splash incoming? Little Wang leaps off the top turnbuckle and the Tadpole Splash hits!!!”

Brad Blood: “Ohhh nooo!!”

Jim Jackson: “Little Wang with the shoulders firmly pinned to the canvas!!”

Jack B. Nimble: “One! Two!! Thr…”

Jim Jackson: “But he’s reversed it!! Jim Rival quickly rolling up the unexpectant Little Wang!! And he’s got a handful of tights!!!”

Brad Blood: “What? What are you talking about? I don’t see anything! And clearly the referee doesn’t either!!”

Jim Jackson: “All that leverage and weight!!”

Jack B. Nimble: “One! Two!! Three!!!”

Jim Jackson: “Jim Rival picks up the win!! But he clearly cheated to pick up the quick victory!!”

Brad Blood: “Sticks and stones!!”

Jim Jackson: “What?!?!”

Jasmine Lee: “The winner of this match and STILL ULOL Ligero Maximo Champion, Jim Rival!!!!”

Jim Jackson: “Little Wang left in the ring and he looks pretty annoyed with what happened there! Arguing with the referee now! He does not look happy! And anyway sticks and stones?”

Brad Blood: “You may never break me! Or Jim Rival! Haha! Little … competition see! Heehee!”

Jim Jackson: “We’ll be back ladies and gentlemen, right after some of this!!”


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PostSubject: Re: Lucha Loco 10/23/2011   Sun Oct 23, 2011 9:55 pm



"Shut Me Up" by Mindless Self Indulgence erupts over the arena speakers. After a few moments Connoly walks out onto the stage, he is wearing a green plaid kilt, white t-shirt, and a long black leather coat. His bandages are all gone, but there are clearly still a few wounds that have not fully healed. Connoly no longer is walking with a cane, but his walking still appears to be a little stiff. He makes his way to the ring, smirking along the way with the Correa Grande Del Oro De Connoly over his shoulder. He climbs into the ring and settles in the middle and waits for the crowd to quite down.

Connoly: "You have to forgive my absence last week, but I had to make sure I could get myself rehabilitated for tonight. Tonight I have my first match since my brutal match with Zombie at the PPV, and my opponent tonight is Taufik. Unfortunately, Taufik does have a slight advantage tonight, though I am in far better shape tonight than I was just two weeks ago, I'm still not at a 100%. That being said, you still better bring your A game Tau, because I may not be at 100%, but my 75% is still more dangerous than half the guys in that locker rooms 150%, and this title is on the line. So I'm just letting you know, don't think because I'm not at 100% your going to leave this arena tonight with the Correa Grande Del Oro, your sadly mistaken, the only benefit you will have from my condition is that you will most likely be able to walk out of the arena period."

Connoly: "Which brings me to my next point, because you see I have some unfinished business that needs to be addressed. First, we have Ray Kamaura, I know Ray is a little busy with his own problems, trying to reverse his title shot ban. Which is bullshit by the way Ray, you lost your match, you knew the cost going in, stop whining and accept your fate. More importantly, you hit me with a car during my match, you could have killed me, I don't take people trying to kill me lightly. So just know this Ray, payback is a bitch, and I owe you one hell of a payback. Now I'm not saying that it's going to happen tonight, or next week, or next year for that matter, but it's going to happen, that I can promise."


Connoly starts to walk around the ring as he continues to speak.


Connoly: "Now, the second piece of unfinished business is the obvious one, and that is with Zombie. I don't think I need to go into much detail here, it's pretty straight forward, we had a match that ended in a draw, a match we need to finish. Now this is not a threat, this is not me calling out Zombie, because that is not necessary, I know for a damn fact that Zombie does not back down from a fight. So I'm just letting Zombie know that I will win my match tonight and keep the Correa Grande Del Oro De Connoly, so when ever you want that rematch Zombie, you just let me know."

Connoly stops walking and looks up at the stage waiting for the inevitable interruption from one of ULOL's other superstars theme songs.


"Hybird Stigmata-the Apostasy" by Dimmu Borgir hits the speakers suddenly as the lights in the arena begin flashing on and off. As soon as the first lyric is screamed Shogun bursts out from the hind the curtain and stands on the entrance ramp, throwing his arm up with a loud yell causing a loud pop of cheers from the crowd. Shogun then begins walking down the ramp, eyes still showing the same intensity that have painted them for years. He runs and rolls into the ring before climbing the turnbuckle and shouting out to the crowd, in turn getting another firm reaction of cheers. When he hops down from the turnbuckle he turns and takes a microphone from a waiting ring hand so that he may speak.

Shogun: "Bout time the two of us stood inside the ring together again eh?"

Shogun: "Surprisingly enough, I'm not out here to cry about you being a big meanie like other people would. Instead, I thought I would say that you are probably the best champion in this company. Not only do you come out and defend that belt like it is the beating heart in your chest, you make sure everyone knows that you are Connoly, the holder of the Correa Grande Del Oro!"

Shogun: "Something that men like Alexander Conway seem to forget is that men like you are remembered as the biggest bad-asses in wrestling. People like you are the reason I took up wrestling!"

The crowd starts to cheer.

Shogun: "Again however, I did not come out here to sing your praises. Instead I wanted to say that win or lose I have absolutely NO interest in winning the Primo Ultimo championship for the third time. Not until it recovers from becoming a humongous joke. No, instead I want to take a title worth my time. A title that Marcus Troy will have to pay to put my face on. A title that is held by a REAL champion who will actually give me a fight!"

Shogun takes a step towards Connoly.

Shogun: "I want to throw my name into the big hat of people that wanna face you Connoly! Whether I beat Bakla or it beats me, whether Jack off takes a paper title he never deserved or Andrew holds onto it I wanna face you for the Correa Grande Del Oro!"

Shogun lowers the mic and awaits the inevitable response or interruption.


"Sound Of Madness" by Shinedown starts to play as Ray Kamaura, The leader Mountain of a man, begins striding towards the ring. His seven foot frame towers over everything until he comes to a stop at the top of the ramp.

Ray Kamaura: "WOOOOOOO! Hey you old gas bag, if you want revenge then come take it. Tonight, I battle three men and after I win the match, Zombie will no doubt attack me. So lets get it over with, what say you Ricky?"

Ray Kamaura lowers his microphone because he knows someone will interrupt him.


Connoly: "What the hell are you talking about!? Who the hell is Ricky, have you lost your god damn mind?! Now any other time I would walk right down there and kick your stupid ass, but not tonight. I have a title match tonight, and the last thing I'm going to do is risk loosing that match by tangoing with you when I'm still injured. On top of that, you're fighting 3 opponents tonight, a smart man would concentrate on that obstacle, but I guess that's to much to ask from a numb skull such as yourself."

Connoly walks over to the corner and leans against the ring post.

Connoly: "And what is with your constant whining and 'I'm the victim' act. 'Tonight, I battle three men and after I win the match Zombie will no doubt attack me.' Wha Wha Wha, first of all, I can't think of a bigger cheap shot that hitting two men with a car. So Zombie attacked you after your match, you fucking deserve it Ray, you're a whiny little bitch who can't handle loosing, and throws a damn tantrum about everything. So why don't you go back to your locker room and cry into your Cheerios until its time for your match."


Connoly turns back to Shogun.

Connoly: "Now, I appreciate the praise Shogun, and when I win this match tonight and keep this belt, you can have a shot anytime you want."




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The scene started with Taufik walking into his locker room where he took a glass of water before he started talking.

Taufik: "Tonight I have a match with Connoly for the Correa Grande Del Oro De title. Conolly has been a great champion but unfortunately, his reign will end tonight when I take the belt away from him in our match."

Taufik then took a sip on his glass to quench his thirst before continuing on what he has to say.

Taufik: "If I'm not wrong, I was actually a former champion of that title once. To be honest, I never thought of getting a title shot after all this time, having a title shot is the last thing I've ever thought about but since it was placed on my doorstep, who am I to deny myself a chance to once again wield gold? I hope you're recovering well after that hit and run on both you and Zombie cause if you're not careful during our match, you might be on the floor and wondering what had hit you. Good Luck on our match tonight."

Taufik then leaves his locker room going off somewhere as the scene fades to black.






The scene fades into the ULOL Arena. The camera pan across the entire arena which shows the excited fans jumping out of their seats in an attempt to get their face on TV. The scene then switches to the announcer's table. Showing Brad Blood and Jim Jackson smiling .

Jim Jackson: "Ladies and Gentlemen, 2 weeks ago, something phenomenal happened that shocked the entire landscape of the ULOL."

Brad Blood: "That's right, after he seemingly left us for good, a few months later, 'Unstoppable' Jack Johnson makes his return. And boy did he mark his return. We now take you back to what happened 2 weeks ago on Lucha Loco."

The titantron comes to life as the camera pans towards it, showing everyone what happened 2 weeks ago.

Quote :
Jim Jackson: "Official Jack B. Nimble raises Andrew Hunter's hand as he gives him back the Primo Ultimo Championship! Hunter's barely got enough left in his tank to stand, let alone celebrate!"

Brad Blood: "Still, what a phenomenal contest between Andrew Hunter and Yuki Monotomo! The true winner is walking out with the Primo Ultimo title!"

Jim Jackson: "For once in my life I completely agree with you Brad! But wait whats this?! Our Ligero Maximo Champion, Jim Rival, just entered into the ring and is now beating the daylights out of Andrew Hunter!"

Brad Blood: "Hunter can't fight off Jim, what a relentless attack!"

Jim Jackson: "Relentless and uncalled for! What is the meaning of all this!"

'Make Them Suffer' By Cannibal Corpse begins blaring over the arena. The arena floods with boos as the General Manager of the ULOL walks out. He walks directly to the ring and enters the ring. Jim Rival is still pummeling Andrew Hunter. Marcus hauls Jim off of Andrew Hunter and starts speaking aggressively towards Rival. But the aggression stopped. Marcus cracks a wicked smile. He raises Jim Rival's hand into the air. The boos resume. Marcus asks for a microphone. He gets given one and begins to speak.

Marcus Troy: "Ladies and Gentlemen, THIS right here is the future of this company! Together! Jim Rival and I will lead this company into a NEW era! Shogun, Zombie, Q. None of these have what Rival has! And that is respect for authority! Jim Rival was supporting me right from the start!" Jim Rival never ceases to impress in the ring and he gets the job done! Which is why we have our Primo Ultimo Champion rolling on the floor in pain! No one can stop us!"

Troy nods at Jim Rival and Jim picks up Andrew Hunter and lands a brutal Waters of Nazareth! Jim then starts pummeling Andrew Hunter some more! Then all of a sudden, the lights go dim in the entire arena. Bleeding In Stereo's 'Black and White' begins blaring over the arena. Everyone in the arena looks towards to the stage in shock. Jim shoves Andrew Hunter out of the ring. After a few moments, a figure then appears from the stage walking with its back to the ring. The figure is concealed in a black hooded top and a black cloth covering its face. The figure then stops outside the ring.

Troy and Rival are confused at this mystery person. The figure then removes the jacket. Revealing a very large and toned body, The figure then removes the cloth from the face and covers the face with the face. It climbs the apron and enters the ring. Looking at the mat. The figure removes the hand from face and slowly looks up at Troy.

Every single fan in attendance jumps out of their seats and cheer as loud as they can as the figure is none other than the proclaimed 'Unstoppable' Jack Johnson! He smirks at Troy and Rival. Troy backs behind Rival and looks in complete shock. The music fades, not that anyone would have noticed because the fans are still going crazy!

Troy orders Rival to go for UJJ. Rival rushes towards UJJ, he attempts a clothesline but UJJ ducks under and turns Rival around. He jumps up, grabbing Jim Rival in a three quarter face-lock before slamming him to the ground with a LEGENDARY JKO!!

But UJJ doesn't stop there. He rushes over to the other side of the ring and stops Troy from making a hasty exit. He pulls Troy back and leaps up, grabbing Marcus Troy in a three quarter face-lock before slamming him to the ground with a LEGENDARY JKO!!

The fans cheer loudly as UJJ raises his arms and looks at the downed Troy. He goes into his suit jacket and pulls out a pen. He then produces a bit of paper from his bottoms. In bold, the words 'CONTRACT' are seen. The camera zooms in to the credentials of the contract.


Contract Starts: 9th October 2011
Contract Expires: 16th May 2016
Wage Payment Per Show: $500,000
GM Signed: MARCUS TROY
Wrestler Signed:

UJJ clicks the pen and signs the contract. He puts the contract back into his pocket and picks up the microphone that was dropped by Marcus.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "I'm back!"

The fans cheer loudly as 'Black and White' resumes playing as UJJ climbs a turnbuckle and taunts. He climbs down and exits the ring. He walks up the ramp and raises his arm once again. The cheers are deafening as UJJ goes behind the curtain.

Jim Jackson: "Ladies and Gentlemen, it is understood that the newly crowned number one contender for the Primo Ultimo is in the building tonight and wi-"

Jim is interrupted by the intro of Bleeding in Stereo's 'Black and White'. The fans jump to their feet and cheer as they know that 'Unstoppable' Jack Johnson is on his way. After a few seconds, the man himself appears from behind the curtain. He smiles as he raises his arms to the fans. Which, like a chain reaction, intensifies the volume of the cheers. He walks down the ramp and enters the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle and taunts gain to the fans. He jumps down and picks up a microphone which was strategically placed by a ring technician. The music fades out and UJJ begins to speak.

'Unstoppable' Jack Johnson: "I don't know why, but I feel really old when I say this, despite being 25. But DAMN! It's good to be back!"

The fans cheer.

'Unstoppable' Jack Johnson: "For those who don't remember why I left, well to be honest, I don't even know why I left. There were several events and reasons that lead to me leaving, but looking back at it. I was nothing but a whining bitch. I whined about not getting recognised as the wrestler I am, I whined about Q getting pushed more than I did. I complained about all these things, when I could of dealt with them myself and not wait a few months for the company to make the right decision."

The proclaimed 'Unstoppable One' breaks for a minute, thinking of what to say next.

'Unstoppable' Jack Johnson: "So as the months passed I found myself missing the ULOL more and more until it became unbearable. But I also came back for another reason. The show was losing its quality."

UJJ nods as the fans gasp.

'Unstoppable' Jack Johnson: "It's a harsh thing to say about your own federation, but its true. We have Conway, getting himself, willingly I might add, suspended, we have Lard-Ass getting himself involved n Q's affairs, Shogun just not giving a fuck anymore. Probably the only good thing that has happened over here since I've gone is that Andrew Hunter has finally been crowned a champion."

Cheers are heard for the current Primo Ultimo Champion.

'Unstoppable' Jack Johnson: "But I wonder if Andrew is ready to hold the 'big one'. But what better way to test him is by going against yours truly."

The fans cheer again at Jack Johnson's reference to the title match.

'Unstoppable' Jack Johnson: "Troy screwed me out of a WHW World Heavyweight Championship match a year ago and he sorta screwed me out of a Primo Ultimo match. I tried everything to prevent him doing so and actually give me what I want. But it turns out that all it takes is one JKO.One JKO and Troy enters reality."

UJJ pauses momentarily.

'Unstoppable' Jack Johnson: "But I suppose I better address what I did to Jim Rival and Marcus Troy. I stopped Troy from making a fatal mistake. That mistake was that the ratings were already low, he doesn't need to kick them down even quicker. That and I felt that I had to make a statement. That statement is this."

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...

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'Unstoppable' Jack Johnson: "I'm back in the ULOL, and I'm gonna retake my place at the top of the ULOL mountain. I will prove to the critics that I am not washed up, and that I am far from washed up!"


UJJ drops the mic and climbs the turnbuckle. 'Black and White' resumes playing and UJJ taints to the fans. The scene follows UJJ's movements in the ring until the picture fades to black.






VS

Jasmine Lee: "The following match is scheduled for one fall, and is for the Correa Grande Del Oro. Introducing first, the challenger, Taufik!"

"The Way I Am" By Emniem started playing as Taufik walks out and shake hands with some fans as he goes to the ring and awaits his opponent.

Jim Jackson: "Taufik battling his own demons of late has not had a lot of luck in the ring. Yet he has a chance at some gold here tonight, a former Correa Grande Del Oro Champion himself, will Taufik be able to capture the title again tonight?"

Brad Blood: "If there was ever a night for Taufik to regain that title, it would be tonight. As we all know Connoly is not completely healed from that brutal match he had with Zombie at the PPV."

Jasmine Lee: "Introducing next, The Correa Grande Del Oro Champion, Connoly!"

"Shut Me Up" by Mindless Self Indulgence erupts over the arena speakers. After a few moments Connoly walks out onto the stage, he is wearing a green plaid kilt, white t-shirt, and a long black leather coat. He pauses on the top of the ramp, a confident smirk on his face as he scans the crowd. He walks down the ramp and then enters the ring.

Jim Jackson: "As we can see Connoly has his left knee wrapped as well as his ribs, he clearly is still hurting from his PPV match. Connoly also has a double whammy here, not only is he defending the Correa Grande Del Oro De Conooly tonight while injured, he risks getting even more severely injured leading up to his match next week at Fantástico where he has the chance to become the number one contender for the ULOL Primo Ultimo."

Brad Blood: "Yeah, but look at Connoly's body, he is covered from head to toe with scars from his years of wrestling. If any one knows how to fight through the pain, it's Connoly."

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

Jim Jackson: "Tau and Connoly lock up, Taufik with a quick jab to Connoly's ribs, Connoly cringes and releases his grasp allowing Taufik to put Connoly in a headlock."

Brad Blood: "Taufik already taking advantage of Connolys injuries, Tau tightens his hold, but wait, Connoly lifts Taufik up and slams Tau to the mat with a cradle suplex."

Jim Jackson: "Connoly Irish whips Tau into the ropes and then hits a huge lariat, followed by a elbow drop to Taufiks chest. Connoly starts to pull Tau back to his feet, but Tau catches him with a few jabs to his ribs, Connoly stumbles backwards. Tau slams Connoly down. Powerslam from Taufik. Cover!"

Don Q Hotte: "One! Two!"

Brad Blood: "Connoly kicks out, it's kind of douchey of Tau to be taking advantage of Connoly's injuries."

Jim Jackson: "What are you talking about, if it was Connoly taking advantage of an injured Taufik, which he definitely would, you would be all for it."

Brad Blood: "Yeah, so? I like Connoly. Taufik with a chop block to Connolys bad knee, and Connoly screams in pain as he falls to the mat. Taufik swops in and hits Connoly's knee with a few stomps. Connoly is screaming in agony."

Jim Jackson: "Connoly hits a right hand knocking Taufik back, Connoly pulling himself up with the ring ropes, Tau has done some damage, Connoly can barley stand. Tau rushes Connoly, but Connoly thinks fast and flips Tau over the ropes and onto the arena floor."

Brad Blood: "Connoly stumbles back into the corner, you can tell Connoly is hurt, normally he would take this opportunity to do some damage to Tau outside of the ring. Instead he is using it to rest, what the hell, is Connoly going soft!?"

Jim Jackson: "Quite the opposite, he's a veteran and he knows when to take advantage of temporarily downed opponent. Tau rolls back into the ring, Connoly waiting for him and hits a right hand, and then slams Taus head into the turnbuckle. Connoly grabs Tau from behind and hits him with a German suplex, and another one, and he goes for a third!! Connoly goes for the cover!!"

Don Q Hotte: "One! Two!"

Brad Blood: "Taufik kicks out, that was an impressive move from Connoly, but it looks like he was hoping it would have put Tau away."


Jim Jackson: "It definitely seems to have taken a lot out of Connoly. Both men are laying in the middle of the ring, Taufik gets to his feet and pulls up Connoly, Tau DDTs Connoly. Taufik with a spinning neckbreaker on Connoly. Connoly receives some punishment. Connoly powers out of a Taufik headlock."

Brad Blood: "Back elbow connects, Tau staggers backward. Connoly with a massive lariat. Taufik gets knocked to the ground by Connoly, Connoly pulls himself up in the corner, Taufik gets to his feet, it looks like this is it for Tau! Connoly bounces off the ropes and runs towards Taufik, Connoly lifts his leg and..., WAIT, CONNOLY'S LEG GAVE OUT, CONNOLY SLAMS TO THE MAT!!"

Jim Jackson: "Taufik just realized what happened, he swoops in and catches Connoly in a ankle lock, Oh this is it, there's no way Connoly can get out of this he is in the center of the ring!"

Brad Blood: "Connoly screaming in pain, Don Q Hotte asking if Connoly gives, Connoly shaking his head no. Tau is about to break Connoly's ankle off, and knowing Connoly, he'll let him before he taps out. Wait Connoly is managing to pull himself to the ropes."

Jim Jackson: "Connoly slowly pulling Tau to the ropes, Connoly is reaching but he can't quite make it. Connoly is screaming like mad, he is so close but he can't quite make it. Connoly lets out a huge scream and launches himself forward and makes it to the ropes. Don Q Hotte forces Tau to break the hold."

Brad Blood: "Tau looks extremely frustrated, but he should have known Connoly wouldn't tap. Connoly is laying on the mat motionless, Tau looks at Connoly and then looks over at the turnbuckle, I'm afraid it's over for Connoly!"

Jim Jackson: "Taufik goes to the top rope, it looks like he is thinking T.N.C Splash, Tau leaps of the top rope and starts to spin. OH MY GOD, CONNOLY LEAPS UP AND NAILS TAUFIK IN THE JAW IN MID AIR WITH THE BLOODY SUNDAY!!!! Connoly falls backwards onto Tau and hooks the leg."

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

Jasmine Lee: "The winner of this match by pinfall, and still the Correa Grande Del Oro Champion, Connoly!"

Jim Jackson: "Connoly rolls off of Taufik and lays on the mat, I think Taufik is completely knocked out!"

Brad Blood: "Of course he is Connoly practically kicked his head off, that probably won't help the amnesia stuff going on with Taufik. Connoly rolls out of the ring and leans up against the apron as Dr. Booboo B. Gone and a few ULOL medical staff run out to him."

Jim Jackson: "It may still be the Correa Grande Del Oro De Connoly, but Connoly may have just thrown away his chance at becoming the number one contender for the ULOL Primo Ultimo."




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PostSubject: Re: Lucha Loco 10/23/2011   Sun Oct 23, 2011 9:57 pm



Ah yes. The classic locker room. The likes of which many scenes have opened upon before. This occasion is no different. But what sets this apart from others? Well, it could be the fact that the Primo Ultimo championship is lying on the "Jobber's View" desk, standing out like a golden belt on a sheet of plywood. Oh, that and Andrew Hunter, sitting on one of the many, and by many I mean few, benches near the desk. Mainly just to be in the same shot as the belt.

Andrew already has a stare on the camera going from before the shot began. But regardless, his piercing eyes seem to penetrate straight through the camera into the viewer. He takes a breath before he begins to speak, which is right now.


Andrew Hunter: "At this point, I'm pretty sure I have proven myself, countless times, to at least be able to hold my own against anyone in this ring. Regardless of the result, nobody escapes a match against me without feeling it. Nobody can face me and say that I have no skill, no talent. But still, several youtube, 1337tube and n00b0d135tube videos have been uploaded contradicting me as champion."

Andrew Hunter: "Sure, I never actually... You know, won anything. But I defended it against the number one contender. The guy who was, by his current definition, second best in the company, second to the champ. Sure, he ain't a Jack Johnson in the ring, but he gets it done. Wait a second! I'm not hurting my case. Because that match was used as a reason against my worthiness as champion."


Andrew lets out a slight sigh, the cold expression of his face soothing down a bit.

Andrew Hunter: "It wouldn't be so bad if it were just the internet. No, there's rumors everywhere in there. But everywhere, no matter who you talk to, (assuming they even know who I am), have the same general opinion. Me not being fit to reign."

Andrew Hunter: "Am I just over dramatizing this? Most likely. But still, it's a bit much. Who do I have to beat? Start posting the answer to that question in the comments section. Then I'll be able to stop dwelling on this and actually, you know, care about what actual wrestlers care about my skill- which I doubt will be very highly until later on this evening."


Andrew relaxes his back a little bit, leaning backwards onto a conviently placed wall.


Andrew Hunter: "Well, now that I'm done with my random rant I might as well speak of something with relevance to the night, such as my opponent; Jack Johnson. Who, be the way, has been absent over the span of the last... within a year. Again, I don't keep track of this kind of stuff."

Reason for not being taken seriously, dumbass?

Andrew Hunter: "Jack Johnson's nickname, though I think I've insulted him through it in the past, sums him up pretty perfectly. 'Unstoppable'. Heh, fun fact: he can actually lift The Morbidly Obese Man above his head, by himself! Yeah, so fun to fight..."

Andrew Hunter: "He's a great, if not perfect, athlete. To be honest, a match with him is about the best thing for me at this point. Regardless of the result of our match, he is top notch, and nobody can argue otherwise. I'll finally be able to prove my case to critics! I'll showcase my potential, showcase my skills, and showcase why I've deserved to be in the Primo Ultimo title picture for much longer than this past month!
And yeah, I'm talking about me having the capability of losing this match. Hey, it's real for everyone every time. And the hardest losses are for the people who don't except that fact. However, let the records show that I have no intent of losing this match. I will go out tonight giving it my all, and I'm sure Johnson will too. By the way, I'm dressed in full wrestling attire. I don't think that was mentioned yet."


Indeed he is. Andrew sits back u from his lean before popping up to his feet and seizing the belt. He drapes it over his shoulder, a large smile taking over his lips.

Andrew Hunter: "I have no intent of losing this match. I have no intent of losing this belt. Despite all my half-assed yappings, you wanna hear my predictions? Tonight, I win. Arms raised, joy joy joy! Then I go on to show that this... "Stroke-of-Luck" champion's luck won't end until very far off in the future. See this pose? Belt draped over my shoudler?"

Andrew Hunter: "Get used to it."


Andrew chuckles anti-climatically, smile still spread across his face as the scene fades.






Lex Lexington is seen backstage with the humongous wrestler also known as The Morbidly Obese Man.

Lex Lexington: "Good evening, we are here tonight with The Morbidly Obese Man. First of all, thank you for your time TMOM. As you know, tonight you are booked to fight Ray Kamaura in a gauntlet match, this is a clash between the two biggest entities here in ULOL. Any predictions on what will happen?"

The Morbidly Obese Man: "Ray Kamaura may be big, but I'm bigger, not to mention better and badder. It is unfortunate for him that he'll be facing me tonight, I'll make quick work of him like I did that masked fool Quio-whatisname."

Lex Lexington nods and proceeds with a follow-up question.

Lex Lexington: "Speaking of Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing, you attack on him last week... Aren't you afraid of the repercussions?"

The Morbidly Obese Man: "Afraid? You must be kidding Lex, why would I be afraid of that deluded masked fool? The only thing he is good at is to run that mouth of his, what will he do? Blab me to death?"

Lex goes on to his next question but is interrupted by the arrival of...


Rupert B. Humperdink: "SANTA!!!!!!"

Rupert runs up to TMOM and hugs him somehow thinking that he was Santa Claus.

Rupert B. Humperdink: "Santa, how come you done have a long beard and white hair?"

Rupert thinks to himself which must be like a bouncing ball banging against the walls of a black hole

Rupert B. Humperdink: "Oh, its not Christmas yet so you must be trying to conceal yourself so that no one kidnaps you and threatens to hold Christmas hostage cause they don't like Christmas and you're Santa and Christmas is all about you and if there was no you there would be no Christmas and no presents."

Rupert looks at TMOM

Rupert B. Humperdink: "Have I been a good boy this year Santa?"


Yuki comes out from behind the corner. He walks toward the camera.

Yuki Monotomo: "Shouldn't we be getting ready for our match? I don't think Ray will be able to out-power a mountain or out-think Rupert, but still, we should be getting ready. He's not going to get past us, in fact, I don't think he will be able to get past The Morbidly Obese Man at all."

Yuki takes a short moment to think about what he just said. He then walks over beside Rupert and begins to join him in acting as if TMOM is Santa, talking as an over-excited little kid.


Yuki Monotomo: "So Santa, has he? Wait, no. Have I? Huh, have I? Have I? Have I?"


The Morbidly Obese Man looks on both Yuki and Rupert incredulously. He then shakes his head then face palms...

The Morbidly Obese Man: "This... Aw hell... Looks like I'll probably be doing all the work myself tonight. I'm outta here."

The big wrestler turns around and leaves leaving Yuki and Rupert yapping about Santa Claus.






VS

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Jim Jackson: "Well we next have a gauntlet match to determine Ray Kamaura's fate."

Brad Blood: "His fate is utter doom if you ask me, he has to face Yuki Monotomo who already beat him and also The Morbidly Obese Man... He can no way win this battle."

Jasmine Lee: "The following match is a gauntlet match, introducing first, Ray Kamaura!"

"Sound Of Madness" by Shinedown starts to play as Ray Kamaura, The leader of the DWMA, begins striding towards the ring. His seven foot frame towers over everything until he comes to the apron. Ray grabs the top rope and steps onto the ring then over the ropes into the ring. He swiftly moves to a turnbuckle and climbs it raises on arm into the air.

Jasmine Lee: "Introducing next, his first opponent in the gauntlet, Rupert B. Humperdink!"

Raffi's "Banana Phone" plays as Rupert B. Humperdink comes running out to a thunderous reaction to the crowd who chant his name. He waves to the crowd. He jumps and skips down to the ring drowling, swinging about his scooby doo lunchbox. He skips around the ring a few times before attempting to get in the ring. He falls in and looks like he is about to cry. The ref helps him up and guides him to his corner. Rupert hugs the ref before sitting down and taking a biscuit out of his lunchbox

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

Jim Jackson: "There's the bell! And right off the bat Ray Kamaura charges towards Rupert B. Humperdink like a freight train! Humperdink doesn't even have time to act as Kamaura crushes him into the corner with a really really really big body avalanche!"

Brad Blood: "Oh man, Humperdink eyes almost popped out of his sockets."

Rupert B. Humperdink: "Santa! I... Have... Been... A... Good... Boy... Now that puts new meaning to the word squash match."

Jim Jackson: "Rupert B. Humperdink slumps to the ground twitching! Ray Kamaura stomps away at Humperdink showing no mercy... The ref jumps in to stop carnage! The ref crosses his arms! Humperdink is in no condition to continue! EMTs rush to the scene and carry Humperdink off with a stretcher. Wait Humperdink is unconscious but he's mumbling something!"

Rupert B. Humperdink: "Santa... Gave... Me... A... Truck... It... Came... Right... At... Me..."

Brad Blood: "Well that was fast... But the next opponent will probably stop Kamaura."

Jasmine Lee: "Introducing next, his second opponent in the gauntlet, The Morbidly Obese Man!"

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 Titan 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 making his way down the entrance ramp as the floors creak with every step. As The Morbidly Obese Man reaches the ring he climbs up the steel steps the crowd wonders how this "thing" can enter the ring. But lo and behold in a feat of utter incredibility and great fat flexing ability, The Morbidly Obese Man somehow squeezed through the ring ropes and enters the ring which sighs heavily under his weight.

Jim Jackson: "There's the bell! Looks like both wrestlers are sizing each other up... The Morbidly Obese Man ducks a standing clothesline attempt but gets hit by a stiff chop which lights up his chest!. TMOM blocks a big right and counters with his own! TMOM bodyslams Ray Kamaura!"

Brad Blood: "Oh man, did you feel the impact? It's a miracle the ring actually withstood that! Well it's already a miracle by itself it withstood the weight of TMOM in the first place."

Jim Jackson: "Ray Kamaura reverses an Irish whip... And The Morbidly Obese Man runs into the referee! The ref is down! Kamaura tries to throw an uppercut but TMOM dodges it! TMOM DDTs Kamaura."

Brad Blood: "TMOM for the cover... But as we all surmised, the ref is still out cold..."

Jim Jackson: "The Morbidly Obese Man decides to finish Ray Kamaura off, but he only gets knees on a splash. Kamaura manages to roll away at the last second! Big clothesline on TMOM. Kamaura has TMOM in a full nelson... HE LIFTS TMOM!!! HE ACTUALLY LIFTS TMOM!!! FULL NELSON SLAM!!!"

Brad Blood: "Oh man! The shockwave from the impact actually blew me back a couple of inches. And amazingly the ring is still whole! Kamaura hooks the leg just as the ref begins to regain his bearings!"

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

Jim Jackson: "The Morbidly Obese Man kicks out! A few big shots keeps TMOM stunned... Again Ray Kamaura shows us his strength and hits a flapjack on TMOM!"

Brad Blood: "Makes you wonder how much more abuse our ring could take... Kamaura for the cover!"

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

Jim Jackson: "The Morbidly Obese Man gets a shoulder up! Ray Kamaura looks shocked! He quickly applies a sleeper hold on TMOM hoping to make the giant fall to sleep. TMOM counters a sleeper hold by turning it into a jaw breaker. Kamaura still reeling from that jaw breaker... SPINEBUSTER BY TMOM!"

Brad Blood: "Oh man! Kamaura is down! TMOM just turned things around in a blink of an eye! TMOM for the cover."

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

Jim Jackson: "This time it's The Morbidly Obese Man's turn to get shocked, but he quickly grabs Ray Kamaura and hoists him up his shoulders... Kamaura manages to fire a couple of elbows to the side of TMOM's head and slip free! Big boot by TMOM takes Kamaura down before he can act!"

Brad Blood: "TMOM is signalling for his finisher The Massive Sit Down! If this hits Kamaura is a goner. Wait it's Q!!! Quiae-Istillcan'tpronouncehisfullname runs down the aisle! TMOM sees him and gets distracted!"

Jim Jackson: "Ray Kamaura is up again! He sees his distracted opponent! Ray Kamaura kicks The Morbidly Obese Man in the gut causing The Morbidly Obese Man to double over, he puts his right shoulder to the back of The Morbidly Obese Man's Neck, grabs the back of his legs and quickly lifts him up. Ray Kamaura holds the pose for a few seconds and then falls onto his butt, crushing The Morbidly Obese Man's neck on his shoulder. WHAT A SHOW OF STRENGTH BY KAMAURA! KAMAURA HOOKS THE LEG!"

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

Brad Blood: "HOLY COW! KAMAURA GOT A VICTORY OVER TMOM! Q cost TMOM the win!"

Jim Jackson: "Looks like it Brad, I'm sure TMOM VS Q is far from over..."

Jasmine Lee: "Introducing next, his last opponent in the gauntlet, Yuki Monotomo!"

"Ninja" by Machinae Supremacy echoes throughout the arena. Fog rolls down the ramp as Yuki Monotomo walks slowly toward the ring. He blows a few kisses at some female fans from each ring corner.

Brad Blood: "Monotomo defeated Kamaura already in a close battle the last PPV, will he be able to repeat this feat?"

Jim Jackson: "We'll find out soon, there's the bell! The former stablemates circle each other... Ray Kamaura tries to grab Yuki Monotomo but Monotomo dodges his grasp! Kamaura takes a chop from Monotomo. Flying elbow off the top rope by Monotomo. Kamaura staggers back... Monotomo attacks Kamaura's legs... A big forearm takes Kamaura down to one knee!"

Brad Blood: "Monotomo tries a shining wizard but Kamaura gets his arm up blocking Monotomo's leg! The big man is up again!"

Jim Jackson: "Yuki Monotomo throws a big right... Ray Kamaura ducks a wild right hand. Kamaura uses a forearm to the face of Monotomo stuns him. He lifts Monotomo up... Fallaway slam by Kamaura."

Brad Blood: "Kamaura for the cover! Wait! Monotomo gets his foot up on the bottom rope! Kamaura picks Monotomo up by his hair and gets a warning from the ref."

Jim Jackson: "Tornado punch from Ray Kamaura and Yuki Monotomo flips over in the air in a corkscrew before hitting the canvas. Monotomo may not even get back up from that one... Kamaura hooks the leg."

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

Brad Blood: "Monotomo kicks out! Kamaura cannot believe it! He quickly Irish whips Monotomo to the corner... Kamaura charges in..."

Jim Jackson: "Yuki Monotomo dodges the big body avalanche! Yuki Monotomo sweeps Ray Kamaura's leg out from under Ray Kamaura and wretches his left arm under Ray Kamaura's neck with the elbow over the Adam's apple and presses against the back with his knee. IT'S THE BLACK DRAGON HOLD! The same move that made Kamaura tap out the last time the fought!"

Brad Blood: "Oh man, Kamaura may be done for... Wait Kamaura is flailing his arms trying to get to the rope... HE MAKES IT! Kamaura gets a rope break!"

Jim Jackson: "Yuki Monotomo with a spinning side kick... Dodged by Ray Kamaura! Kamaura lifts Monotomo up... FALLAWAY SLAM! Kamaura tries to follow up with a suplex... Blocked by Monotomo who tangles his leg on Kamaura's. Monotomo hits a high kick on Kamaura which stops the big man's offense... Monotomo blasts Kamaura with a super kick!"

Brad Blood: "TIMBERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!! Kamaura falls like a tree cut down by a lumberjack! Monotomo scrambles to cover!"

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

Jim Jackson: "Ray Kamaura kicks out! Kamaura walks into a spinning heel kick. Kamaura takes a chop from Yuki Monotomo. Yuki Monotomo sweeps Ray Kamaura's leg out from under Ray Kamaura and wretches his left arm under XXXX's neck with the elbow over the Adam's apple. He's locked in the White Dragon Hold! Kamaura is struggling to get free!"

Brad Blood: "Kamaura is too far from the ropes... This could be it! Kamaura could tap any moment WAIT!!! Kamaura is using all of his strength to pry Monotomo's arm away... Holy crap! Kamaura by sheer will and strength powers out of the White Dragon Hold!"

Jim Jackson: "Yuki Monotomo misses a big legdrop. Ray Kamaura slams Monotomo down in realiation. Death valley driver by Kamaura! Ray Kamaura grabs Yuki Monotomo by the neck. Ray Kamaura then lifts Yuki Monotomo up and slams Yuki Monotomo to the ground hitting the Game Changer! Monotomo groggily gets back up to his feet... Ray Kamaura falls back and bounces off the ropes before kicking Yuki Monotomo on the back of the head with a running boot to the head! Monotomo crumples to the canvas!"

Brad Blood: "Kamaura hooks the leg! This could be it!"

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

Jasmine Lee: "The winner of this match by pinfall, Ray Kamaura!"

Jim Jackson: "Ray Kamaura did it and overcame three men tonight to get his suspension from title matches reduced to three months!"

Brad Blood: "Zombie just came out from the back and leaps right into the ring! Kamaura and Zombie start brawling, Kamaura predicted this and it actually happened!"

The ULOL Tron comes to life and we see Marcus Troy on the big screen.

Marcus Troy: "Stop this battle this instant. If you both want to go at each other this badly then you will get a chance this PPV!"

Security comes out and separates the two brawling wrestlers.

Marcus Troy: "That's right, this PPV, it will be Ray Kamaura versus Zombie in a Fans Bring Your Poison Match! The fans will be allowed to bring weapons into the arena which they can give to the wrestlers to battle each other. Now get out of the ring and see you both next week."

With that, the screen shuts off.

Jim Jackson: "Looks like another match is again added to the card next week."




Jim Jackson: "What a night this was, certainly a good way to lead into the PPV. Marcus Troy and his surprise bookings... Ray Kamaura shortening his title run suspension... What a night."

Brad Blood: "Well this certainly sets things up for next week and it will definitely be interesting."

Jim Jackson: "That's right, next week at Fantástico, we shall truly have a fantastic night of wrestling, until next week, good night and good fight!"


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