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PostSubject: Here's Your H.E.R.P.E.S. 01/30/2011   Sun Jan 30, 2011 9:49 am



Leon turns his crimson Dodge Charger for what feels like the hundredth time. His frustration about finding a parking spot keeps growing with every failed round. In his rear view mirror, in the corner of his eyes, he spots one, single empty space. He quickly turns the wheel, the tires squealing as the friction burns from the turn at the rubber. Without any regards to other vehicles, he slides in to the parking space too fast and smacks another car's side.

Leon Hinomoto: Great, now I have to wait until the owner shows up. Why does my rushing always end in something bad? This is going to make me even more late for my appointment.

Despite Leon's minor qualms with waiting, he makes a few calls on his cellphone then leans up against a pole while the tow truck, and the damaged car's owner come to him.

Ray Kamaura runs to a door. Ray opens the door and yells while he is running to his car.

Ray Kamaura: "God Damn it! I'll kill the man who hit my car. Do you know how much costs. That is a vintage Jag..."

Ray turns and sees Leon leaning on a pole. Ray slaps his forehead.

Ray Kamaura: "Leon! Come on man that car was my baby. What were you thinking."

Leon glances over at Ray, slowly shaking his head. Without ever losing his calm or his serious tone, he speaks.

Leon Hinomoto: "Parking is a battle. In the heat of battle you have no time to think. But other than that, I was in a hurry and your car turned in to the victim."

Both sarcasm and truth littered his answer.

Ray looks at Leon and smiles.

Ray Kamaura: "Your paychecks are mine until you pay off the damage. But never mind that now, jerk, lets get inside. See Leon, it seems that everyone in the ULOL is taking sides for the upcoming battle. Naturally we are on the winning team. We work for Mrs. Winslow now. We should go over the details somewhere else. You never know where, that smug bastard Marcus Troy, has someone listening. BUT DAMN IT MY CAR!!!!!"

Ray turns to walk back inside the building.

Leon Hinomoto: "Don't worry about the car, if it's insured correctly you'll get it fixed mostly free of charge. And in my opinion, I did you a favor. That car needed a new paint job what with the annoying blue color it has."

Leon shrugs as Ray turns his head to glare at him momentarily. Leon gathers back his calm and follows Ray into the building.

Leon: "The thing is, I came hear to speak with her about that. Since you already did that for me, I guess this whole thing really was unnecessary... Oh well, live and learn."





Zombie strolls down the hallway still chuckling to himself. Backstage workers quickly keep thier distance as they walk past the walking dead. Zombie smiles at them as he walks by.

Zombie: "Don't worry I'm told I gotta reduce civilian casualties!"

He carries on walking down the hallway. He pauses when a wrestler stops him.

Zombie: "Well now who do we have here?"

Little Wang stares at the monster standing before him. Goosebumps starts to form on his skin as the hairs at the back of his neck stood up. With lightning quick reflexes he leaps backwards hastily distancing himself from Zombie and quickly putting up a defensive stance.

Little Wang: "You are not living! I can tell, my uncle's cousin's sister's husband's brother's wife's uncle's best friend is a Taoist priest and I learned many things from him. Including detections of abominations such as you... Undead corpses which should have been put to rest."

Out from his pockets, Little Wang whips out a thin yellow piece of paper with red Chinese writing upon it.

Little Wang: "This is a protection ward against the undead, it'd be wise if you keep your distance monster else you will feel pain."

Little Wang brings the ward closer to Zombie who suddenly feels great unease as the ward gets closer.


Zombie moves away from the ward as Little Wang steps closer.

Zombie: "Stop it you little sod!"

Zombie swings his right arm at Little Wang to try and take the ward away. Little Wang stops moving but keeps the ward in front of him.

Zombie: "Stupid piece of paper! No charms will help you, not after the PPV! I intend to feast to regain my strength. Maybe I should start with you!"

Zombie grins.

Just as zombie lunges for his throat, Little Wang releases the ward which hits Zombie on the face. A sizzle is heard as the ward starts to burn Zombie's rotting face. By the time Zombie rips the ward from his face and disposes of it Little Wang is far away.



VS

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is for one fall! Introducing first, making his way to the ring, Leon Hinamoto"

Artifical Fear's metal cover of "Song of Storms," without the music box playing, blares out of the speakers as Leon walks down to the ring. He stops before the ring and throws his gray fedora into the crowd. He then dramatically pulls of his trentchcoat, drops it on the ground, and enters the ring.

Jasmine Lee: "And his opponent for tonight, 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 with both arms in the air waving a victory sign with his fingers. The midget runs down the ramp and scampers into the ring.

Brad Blood: "Look at that, that Little Wang is adorable."


Jim Jackson: "Hmmm, do you realize what you just said?"

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

Jim Jackson: "There's the bell, and this match is on. Leon Hinamoto starting out with a flying reverse elbow, and he follows it up with a quick jab."

Brad Blood: "Man Leon is being awfully rough with that Little Wang."

Jim Jackson: "Leon catching Little Wang with a tiger suplex on Wang."

Brad Blood: "Little Wang has gone limp, there nothing worse then a limp Little Wang!"


Jim Jackson: "You're not clever Brad. Little Wang's back up, he is going up the turnbuckle, man that Little Wang is fast. He leaps off and catches Leon Hinamoto with a DDT. That has laid Leon out, Wang hooks the leg!"

Jack B. Nimble: "ONE...TWO...


Brad Blood: "Leon kicks out just in time, Little Wang hops up and hits Leon with a spinning kick to the face, that was cute, everything that Wang does is cute."

Jim Jackson: "Once again, did you listen to what you just said? Little Wang with a leg drop to the back of Hinamoto's head! Another cover from Wang"

Jack B. Nimble: "ONE...TWO.."

Brad Blood: "Leon elbows Little Wang in the face and stops the count."

Jim Jackson: "Little Wang goes to the second rope and comes down with a flying axe handle!"

Brad Blood: "One day, Wang might even consider coming off the top with that. That would be a high flying Wang!"


Jim Jackson: "That didn't really make much sense. Lightning kick by Leon Hinamoto on Wang. Little Wang is in trouble."

Brad Blood: "You bet he is, that Wang went down fast, is Eunice around."

Jim Jackson: "Not nice Brad. Hinamoto is going up the turnbuckle, I think we know whats coming! Leon jumps from the turnbuckle, does two front flips before slamming his legs down on Little Wang He then flips himself and Wang backwards, landing with Little Wang pinned down on the ground with Wang's legs held by Leon. Here it comes - Rainfall!!!"

Jack B. Nimble: "1....2...3!!!Ring the bell"


Jim Jackson: "There you have it, Leon Hinamoto picks up another win."

Brad Blood: "Poor Little Wang, ohhh, but he sure does look cute lying there, he's so tiny. Oh look, a little blood is dripping from his mouth, awwww, precious."


Jim Jackson: "What is wrong with you?"






Jim Jackson: "Good evening and welcome folks to Here's Your Hellishly Extreme Raging Painful Electrifying Showcase!"

Brad Blood: "Man, that was a mouthful, why not just say HERPES! It's faster and much more easier to say."

Jim Jackson: "Uh... NO! Anyway, here in this PPV, all the titles are on the line tonight. the Primo Ultimo, the Ligero Maximo, the Campeónes Compañero and not to mention a battle royale for the Boleto Dorado or golden ticket! What else can you ask for in a PPV?"

Brad Blood: "Don't forget we also have some great undercard matches too. Bloodflame against Daniel K Brook, Brian M Brook against Meteoro and Lady Bianca de Sade will be debuting against Nao Fook Mi! I can't wait to get things rolling!"

Jim Jackson: "Ditto Brad, so I guess we should be getting things running. LET THE LUNACY BEGIN!"





The camera shows Allister King and Scott Logan, known as the AA or Irish Republican Alcoholics whichever name they remember, skipping down the corridor with bottles of whiskey in their hands.

Allister King: "I always wondered how I have enough money to keep paying for this booze."

Scott Logan: "You didn't pay for it. When he asked for the money we ran. Serves the bastard right for not charging us first."

Scott takes a drink of his whiskey. As they both stop skipping and begin to look around, Allister lights a cigarette.

Scott Logan: "Hey look, there's a case of vodka!!"

Allister King: "It's our lucky day!"

Allister and Scott run over and open the case of what they think is water, take a bottle each, open them and drink it. After a few seconds they both spit it out.

Allister King: "It's fecking water!"

Scott Logan: "This day just took a turn for the worse."

Allister King: "You thinking what I'm thinking?"

Scott Logan: "It doesn't involve a raccoon, a prostitute and camera does it?"

Allister King: "What? No! We did that last St. Patty's day."

Scott Logan: "Ok so we did but we did get a prostitute."

Allister King: "Paris Hilton, Prostitute, what's the difference?"

Scott Logan: "A prostitute charges."

Allister King: "Ha, She's a fecking slut ain't she?"

Scott Logan: "Oh Aye!"

Allister King: "Ok I forgot what we were talking about before that Paris Hilton thing."

Scott Logan: "Well we drank that non-alcoholic liquid."

Allister King: "Yeah that's it. Here's the plan."

Allister whispers the plan to Scott.

Scott Logan: "That's awesome lets do it now!"

Allister King: "We need to finish our beverages first."

Scott Logan: "I'm on it!!"

Allister and Scott drink the last of their whiskey plus an extra bottle.

Scott Logan: "This is going to be fecking brilliant."

Allister and Scott grab the water and open every bottle.

Allister King: "Ok lets do this!"

They pour the water out then begins to piss in the bottles.

Scott Logan: "Oh yeah this feels good!"

Allister King: "Don't cross the streams!! We might get it on our shoes!"

Scott Logan: "Almost.........Almost.........Finished!!"

Allister King: "Done."

Allister and Scott begins to close the bottles and place them back where they were and cleans up the mess.

Allister King: "Someones coming act sober!!"

Allister and Scott just nod at the guy coming up to them.

Guy: "Do you know if these are the bottles for the wrestlers?"

Scott Logan: "Yeah they are. I was surprised they were left in the middle of the corridor."

Allister King: "Yah blah blah blah bloop!"

The Guy looks confused

Guy: "What's wrong with him?"

Scott Logan: "He's just a little drunk, I mean, he's a bit under the weather."

Allister and Scott smile

Guy: "Ok thanks."

Scott Logan: "No problem."

Allister King: "KABLAR!!"

Scott slaps Allister around the back of the head. The guy just ignores them, picks up the water and leaves.

Allister King: "You stupid bastard, why did ya slap me?"

Scott Logan: "You almost blew it ya drunk piece of shite."

Allister King: "Look who's talking?"

Scott Logan: "Well at least I can talk properly."

Allister King: "At least I can walk in a straight line."

Scott Logan: "Let's just get out of here before anyone realizes what we did."

Allister King: "To the Booze Store!"

Allister and Scott runs down the hallway singing the Batman theme as the camera fades to black


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PostSubject: Re: Here's Your H.E.R.P.E.S. 01/30/2011   Sun Jan 30, 2011 9:49 am



Scene opens inside the gym in which Lady Bianca de Sade has enrolled to. Her trainer, the wrestling legend that is Scorpy is flicking through a newspaper. His trainee, Lady B. Is doing warm up stretches. Scorpy notices a page and hits it with his finger.

Scorpy: "Damn, ULOL ratings plummet after Q and TBH were ejected from the arena. I knew Troy was stupid, but not this stupid."

Lady Bianca de Sade: "Hey, he pays Connor's paycheck so I don't think he minds."

Scorpy: "And yours too. Didn't Connor tell you? Didn't think so, that kid would forget his sunglasses, even if they were on his head."

Lady B looks at Scorpy in confusion.

Lady Bianca de Sade: "Obviously he didn't. What do you mean my paycheck?"

Scorpy: "Well after the VSCW Arena blew up and Jack Simmons getting assasinated, they thought it'll be best to close it. So Connor signed you to ULOL, dunno how he did it. Troy hates him. Although maybe it's that old granny Eunice. Either way your on the ULOL roster."

Scorpy flicks the page and his eyes widen.

Lady Bianca de Sade: "What's the matter Chris?"

Scorpy: "This is the PPV Card for Here's your H.E.R.P.E.S. Your kicking off the show Bianca. You are facing Nao Fook Mi!"

Lady Bianca de Sade: "Fuck off, no way! Don't kid me here Scorps."

Scorpy: "No time for that we got training to do!"

Scorpy jumps to his feet and escorts Lady B into the ring and start their training as the scene fades.




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VS

Jasmine Lee: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, making his way to the ring, here is Daniel K Brook!"

Daniel K Brook comes out to the ring, with no music on. He does not get very far.

Jim Jackson: "Bloodflame just rushed out and attacked him! He's kicking him while he's down!"

Brad Blood: "He no doubt couldn't wait to start the match! And he hurls Brook into the barrier!"

Jim Jackson: "Bloodflame slams Daniel Brook facefirst into the barrier! Brook manages to kick at Bloodflame, but he barely grazed him!"

Brad Blood: "Bloodflame is just all over the guy! Welcome to your first big ULOL event, Daniel!"

Jim Jackson: "Bloodflame rolls Brook into the ring! He goes in after him, but Brook manages to stop him while he's between the ropes! Brook with a HHH facebuster to stagger Bloodflame!"

Brad Blood: "That nearly sent Bloodflame tumbling outta the ring! He manages to grab the ropes to break his fall!"

Jim Jackson: "But that leaves him open for Daniel Brook to tackle him through the ropes! And Bloodflame is sent crashing to the floor! Daniel Brook surviving Bloodflame's initial onslaught, and he's now got his opponent reeling!"

Brad Blood: "Daniel Brook taking a chance to go outside after Bloodflame. This is something he has to while he's got Bloodflame off-balance!"

Jim Jackson: "Daniel Brook setting up for a suplex! But Bloodflame blocks it! Reverses and DROPS Daniel Brook on the ringsteps!"

Brad Blood: "Brook just crumpled into a ball after that hit!"

Jim Jackson: "Daniel Brook taking a very bad landing on the ringsteps! Bloodflame just mercilessly trying to break him in half!"

Brad Blood: "Certainly harsh on Bloodflame's part, but if Daniel hadn't tried playing the comeback kid, maybe Bloodflame wouldn't have tried something like that to keep him down."

Jim Jackson: "You were just saying earlier that Daniel had to go after Bloodflame while he had him on the ropes."

Brad Blood: "I did. Daniel Brook clearly didn't do enough to keep his momentum."

Jim Jackson: "Daniel Brook dragged to his feet...back into the ring. Bloodflame kicks him HARD in the ribs! He's lifting him on his shoulder...and slams him to the mat with an inverted powerslam!"

Brad Blood: "He's just trying to crack those ribs even wider!"

Jim Jackson: "Daniel Brook in a lot of trouble! Bloodflame lifts his opponent onto his shoulders!
He runs a few steps and jackknifes him!"


Brad Blood: "That's the Ragebomb! Brook's a greasespot on the mat!"

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

Jim Jackson: "What the?! Daniel K Brook still manages to get his foot on the bottom rope! The referee reverses his decision! Bloodflame thought that he's won it and is celebrating."

Brad Blood: "Daniel K Brook slowly rises to his feet clinging to the ropes for support. Bloodflame realizes that the match is not over! Bloodflame charges in!"

Jim Jackson: "Daniel K Brook pulls the top rope down and Bloodflame goes over! Daniel K Brook leaps on the top rope for a springboard... HE SLIPS AND FALLS HEAD FIRST RIGHT INTO BLOODFLAME!"

KLONK!

Brad Blood: "Their heads hit each other! Both men are down!"

Don Q. Hotte: "One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten!"

Jim Jackson: "The ref is calling for the bell!"

Jasmine Lee: "This match has been declared a draw due to a double count out!"

Jim Jackson: "That was simply brutal. Bloodflame controlled the match throughout but Daniel K Brook due to a botched springboard still manages to eke out a draw."

Brad Blood: "Damn, and I thought that Daniel K Brook would be another notch to Bloodflame's list of victims."






Arnold "GoodFella" Bold is walking around in the locker room area. He has doubt on his mind about this man but something tells him that this man can be trusted. So he compiled all his courage and knocked on his door with hope that he won't be rejected by this man.

The door opens, Lucian is seen holding a cocktail in his hand. A puzzled look crosses Lucians face.

Lucian Blackheart: "You don't make much of a pizza delivery boy. I ordered that pizza an hour ago. Speaking of, where is my pizza? You're definitely not getting a tip.."


Lucian smiles as Arnold "GoodFella" Bold appears confused, and a little offended. Lucian heads back into the room, heading straight for the bar, leaving the door wide open.

Lucian Blackheart: "I'm screwing with you.. What do you want, Bold?"

Lucian grabs a deck of cards and two shot glasses.

Arnold "GoodFella" Bold: "We have one more spot in our new stable, so I thought that you might be interested in joining. Being without allies here is becoming increasingly unsafe, so we offer you to join us. Well, I will give you time to think about it until later, better be allies than enemies is what I say."

GoodFella turns around and prepares to exit Lucian Blackheart's locker room and return to his own.


Lucian speaks up stopping Arnold "GoodFella" Bold in his tracks.

Lucian Blackheart: "Besides protection.. what do I get out of joining The Age of Pain..? Taufik and yourself are great talents, no doubt about it. I have no idea who this Felix person is.. Also access to your manager is great. This is all great, but what do I get from this? I'm not sure if you've heard, but my past career was very successful.. I can afford my own bodyguards."

Lucian puts his glass down and stands to his feet facing Arnolds back.

Lucian Blackheart: "Besides.. I'm not really a 'Good Fella'. I'm practically a one man show, I do what I like, but I do it alone.. and most importantly the only person I take orders are from myself. If you're looking for a candidate for stable member of the year, you're definitely in the wrong locker room."

A devilish grin appears on Lucians face.

Lucian Blackheart: "But I'll consider your request.. You'll have your answer soon enough.."





The chants of a multitude fill the air, as a sea of humanity congregates across the street from the I.N. Sane building. A stage has actually been built, upon which are mounted banners and signs denouncing the ULOL and its Ungeneral Manager.

People on the stage are seen leading the crowd with their chants.


Crowd: "MARCUS! HITLER! DICTADOR! ANO! MARCUS! HITLER! DICTADOR! ANO! MARCUS! HITLER! DICTADOR! ANO! MARCUS! HITLER! DICTADOR! ANO!"

News helicopters fly overhead, just some among the many journalists reporting on the controversy that has kept the ULOL on the front page.

Reporter: "As you can see, the crowds have gotten bigger since our last update on the controversial banning of fans by the United League of Lunatics. The wrestler these fans have rallied around, Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing, is the current Ligero Maximo champion, but he has publicly demanded that the General Manager, Marcus Troy, step down for his treatment of the fans. The crowd today has grown to such a size because the ULOL is running a pay per view, and they are not very happy to see the organization continue its activities."

The reporter suddenly pauses, listening to his earpiece.

Reporter: "We've just been informed that Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing is coming down the street. There has been a lot speculation whether he would compete in the ULOL PPV, especially after he was thrown out of the building last week. He is supposed to be defending against the British Hawk."

And indeed, a gold SUV approaches, between the protesters and the I.N. Sane building. The roar of the crowd drowns out everything else when they see the symbol of stupendousness come out from the sunroof, with a megaphone in hand. Who else could it be but the man known only as Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "Hello my deliciously devoted fans!"

They squeal for him.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "The crusty semen stain named Marcus Troy thinks that we would give up if he throws a few pennies our way! Even now he tries to deny himself the facts by playing with his McSatan's carbon copies! But! He! Is! Wrong!"

The fans roar in agreement.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "That Ungeneral Manager has only made himself the Arch Unfriend of our whole nation! He wants the world to think it is just another day at the office in the ULOL! But! He! Is! Wrong!"

The fans roar louder in agreement.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "I know he thinks I am going to go into the ULOL ring, and defend the title I won at HanuChrisKwanbo! That is not going to happen! Because Marcus Troy, in one move, made every belt from the ULOL unfriendly and unrighteous championships! This includes the Ultimate Primo championship which fits HIS DARKNESS so well! But it is not even about HIS DARKNESS for this blasphemy of an event! It is about Marcus Troy and HER-PES!"

We hear cheers as the fans continue to agree with Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "Marcus Troy thinks I am going to defend a ULOL title against Big Bird! That will not happen, because I have had that title replaced!"

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing pulls up a title belt for all to see. The main metal plate that is usually the biggest part of the belt is covered by one of Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing's large and very elaborate masks.

The masked wrestler makes sure everyone gets a good look at the belt, before he continues talking on his megaphone.


Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "It makes sense that we will have a Big Bird on a show that's about HER-PES! I understand you want to repay your debt to Marcus Troy! But this is not going to be a contest of ABC's, 123's and French! This is not going to be a repeat of you cavorting with Oscar in a trashbin! You have chosen your side! And by the Correa Grande Del Oro De Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing, I cannot let that go unanswered!"

The SUV turns, and drives onto the ULOL property. Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing all the while raising his new belt over his head, like a banner for his humble, oppressed people.


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PostSubject: Re: Here's Your H.E.R.P.E.S. 01/30/2011   Sun Jan 30, 2011 9:50 am



The fans begin to react as ZZ Top's "Sharp Dressed Man" starts to play. Instead of just Arnold "GoodFella" Bold and Felix Schwarz coming out, we find the tag team accompanied by the new, improved Taufik.

All three wrestlers are led to the ring by their manager, Manolo Ferrer. He is dressed in another of his expensive business suits, cut to accentuate his bulk.

As they enter the ring, each wrestler climbs a corner. The three look out into the crowd, while Mr. Ferrer begins to speak.


Manolo Ferrer: "These three talents you see before you will be fighting for prizes in ULOL's next pay per view. Mr. Taufik will be competing for the Boleto Dorado, a prize that would allow him to challenge for a title at any time, regardless of the health and readiness of the champion."

Taufik is seen pointing to himself as the fans react.

Manolo Ferrer: "It's not wrong to assume that Mr. Taufik's chances are slim, given his opponents for the match. But my client has been through a lot. And he's..."

He pauses.

Manolo Ferrer: "'Angry' is not the right word. But it's close. He has had to put up with all this gossip and speculation about what happened to him, and why he's acting the way he is. Mr. Taufik has had enough of it. He wants to take it out on as many people as he can."

No fiery talk or histrionics from Manolo Ferrer. The promise of violence Taufik will unleash on his opponents is said calmly, and to the point.

Manolo Ferrer: "And these two men, Mr. Bold and Mr. Schwarz, are the number one challengers for the Campeones Compañero."

GoodFella and Schwarz acknowledge Mr. Ferrer's announcement, though some jeers are heard. Their manager notes the negative reaction.

Manolo Ferrer: "I guess some of you don't like how they won their contenders' match. We do not apologize for the result. I suggested to the General Manager that no wrestlers be allowed to interfere in the match. He considered it, but nothing more. Nothing was contradicted; the opportunity presented itself, and we took it."

The fans react to Manolo Ferrer's explanation. The manager goes on.

Manolo Ferrer: "Mr. Bold and Mr. Schwarz took the opportunity to enter the contenders' match, when most of the roster showed how unprepared, or unwilling, they were to face Morbidly Unstoppable. The alleged experts have already written off my clients as having very slim chances of beating the reigning champs. My clients were also written off as underdogs against Oriental Spices. But they are now the top contenders for the Campeones Compañero, because they wanted it more. So when Mr. Bold and Mr. Schwarz meet Morbidly Unstoppable, my clients will reach out, and take what they deserve."

Manolo Ferrer's clients have each received his own microphone. Their manager steps back, so they may speak.


GoodFella took a step forward in order to be possible to pronounce a few words. He thinks for a minute what to say despite his mind being very dull somehow he says.

Arnold "GoodFella" Bold: "Well, that’s the truth ULOL doesn’t have many tag teams that could step up into the ring with us. The alleged experts are saying that we can’t defeat our opponents at the PPV, but I would say that’s not true, me and my partner Felix are currently an efficient team, we understand each other more and more and more. What about our opponents? Well, that’s hard to say with words so let’s take a look what happened at the last show."


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Brad Blood: "Here comes security to break them up. Security is holding both men back. WAIT THAT SECURITY PERSONNEL JUST CLOCKED TMOM WITH A BILLY CLUB!"

Jim Jackson: "That's no security personnel, IT'S SHOGUN! Marcus Troy has finally started to act against his enemies and tonight he just sent Shogun to dispatch of The Morbidly Obese Man!"

Brad Blood: "Shogun is giving TMOM a beat-down! Wait! Is that UJJ?! UJJ comes out from the back to rescue his partner! Don't they dislike each other?!"

Jim Jackson: "I guess UJJ and TMOM dislike Marcus and Shogun even more. Shogun quickly escapes through the crowd as UJJ stops in front of TMOM... Instead of helping TMOM up, he laughs at his partner.
"

Arnold "GoodFella" Bold: "I can assure you that me nor Felix never did such a thing to each other, we always have each other backs that’s what tag team partners do."

GoodFella steps back and then Felix take step forward.

Felix Schwarz: "My partner here has a point. They are just two guys with two different goals and that makes them an unsuccessful team. They may be champions but tonight we gonna take back what it is ours, those shiny belts…"

Felix steps back and turns around to Taufik if he want to say some words.


Taufik is standing in the center of the ring as he is wearing a hoodie while holding a Singapore Cane and a Mic on the other hand. He flips out his top cap over as he started to speak.

Taufik: "Do you smell that?"

The fans are confused of what Taufik is saying as he continues to talk.

Taufik: "Do you all smell that? It's the smell of destiny. Don't you think that it is fate that I am involved in another Battle Royale? Don't you think that is destiny that I will win this match as a new persona. A more "Dominant" persona. A persona that is better the "Dashing" persona that I had before? I decided to make a change for the better for me and the group. The group that will start "The Age Of Pain" once we have the titles in our hands. My fellow members are going for the tag titles and I will win that ticket which I will hold and use whenever I want, where ever I want."

The Fans are giving mixed reaction to Taufik speech as Taufik takes a short breather before continuing to speak.

Taufik: "To all My adversaries to the battle royal at H.E.R.P.E.S Pay-Per-View. Stay out of my way or you'll end up broken and in the hospital. Tonight all I can say that anyone against "The Age Of Pain" is going to rue the day. "The Age Of Pain" shall make their mark TONIGHT!"

Taufik steps back as he awaits for any of the three men to speak


Manolo Ferrer steps forward once again.

Manolo Ferrer: "Because of what unfortunately happened with Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing's fans, the talk in ULOL is now about picking sides. People are maneuvering to get the best possible position, just in time for H.E.R.P.E.S. People are looking at each other, wondering who is going to be doing the non-consensual screwing at a pay per view with such an appropriate title. I think it's safe to say Mr. Johnson and Mr. Obese Man have that in mind. A few of Mr. Taufik's opponents for the Boleto Dorado talk about taking a stand together against a common enemy, but that's easier said than done when only one can win the prize for that match.

Mr. Ferrer waves his hand in a grand gesture towards the three wrestlers.

Manolo Ferrer: "This is what makes my clients different from all of you. The pay per view may be about someone's H.E.R.P.E.S., but it's going to be the showcase for my clients' victory."

Taufik's music begins to play, as they continue to pose in the ring.




VS

"Jessica" blares over the arena as Brian M Brook walks down the ramp. He rolls into the ring and does a backflip off the turnbuckle.

Jasmine Lee: "The following contest is for one fall! Introducing first, already in the ring, here is Brian M Brook!"

Jim Jackson: "One half of the Brooks Brothers. Both he and Daniel are competing at Here's Your Hellish Extreme Raging Pain Electrifying Show!"

Brad Blood: "The Brooks Brothers have made a name for themselves on the indies. Now they get an opportunity to showcase their stuff to a much larger audience. Assuming we still kept most of our audience after what happened a couple weeks ago..."

Jasmine Lee: "His opponent! Making his way to the ring, here is Meteoro!"

"Like a Rolling Stone" by Bob Dylan is hear through the arena as Meteoro walks towards the ring. He is wearing jeans and a plain T-Shirt, plus some sunglasses. He seems pretty relaxed, and takes his time to reach the ring.

Brad Blood: "Meteoro had to fight the law to get to Here's Your H.E.R.P.E.S."

Jim Jackson: "I wouldn't put it that way. But Meteoro certainly looking to put his recent woes behind him tonight, hopefully with a victory."

Brad Blood: "Brian Brook hungry to prove himself. And Meteoro...he's probably just hungry, depending on what he smoked today."

Jasmine Lee: "Your referee is Jack B. Nimble. And now...LET THE LUNACY BEGIN!"

Jim Jackson: "They lock up, and Brook quick to knee Meteoro in the midsection. Solid chops forcing Meteoro to the ropes! Brook with the Irish whip, but Meteoro reverses! Brian Brook ducks the clothesline!"

Brad Blood: "Brook bounces off the ropes, but both men collide in midair with flying bodypresses!"

Jim Jackson: "Both men trying the same move, and now they're trying to get to their feet! Brian Brook clips Meteoro with a boot to the midsection! Irish whip sends Meteoro to the ropes, but Meteoro ducks the clothesline! Meteoro rebounds with a dropkick, but no one's home!"

Brad Blood: "Brook sidestepping him that time! And he hits Meteoro with a scissor kick!"

Jim Jackson: "But Meteoro rolling out onto the apron! Meteoro pulling himself to his feet, but Brian Brook stalking him! Brook leaps onto the turnbuckle and jumps off for a dropkick!"

Brad Blood: "But he missed!"

Jim Jackson: "Brook taking a page out of Chris Jericho's playbook, but couldn't convert as Meteoro got out of the way! Brook's momentum sent his crashing into the ropes! Meteoro yanks Brook to the floor!"

Brad Blood: "And stomps him in the face!"

Jim Jackson: "Meteoro taking advantage of Brook's misstep. Sits him up...and kicks him in the back! Followed by a kick to the front!"

Brad Blood: "Meteoro forces Brook back in the ring. Brook tries to attack him, but Meteoro just tackles him through the ropes!"

Jim Jackson: "Meteoro slingshots himself over the ropes, but Brook ducks! Brian Brook with a seated dropkick to the downed Meteoro! Now he's grabbing his opponent by the legs!"

Brad Blood: "And he slingshots him into the corner! But Meteoro manages to stop himself from crashing into the turnbuckles!"

Jim Jackson: "Meteoro jumps at NO Brook ducks again BUT Meteoro faked it! And NOW he jumps at Brian Brook with lariat!"

Brad Blood: "Meteoro connects! But Brian quick to get to his feet!"

Jim Jackson: "But he gets hit hard in the throat! Meteoro is grabbing him! Meteoro with a complicated slam involving a spin in the air!"

Brad Blood: "That's the Breathstopper! Brian Brook is flat on the mat!"

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

Jim Jackson: "Whoa what the? Daniel K Brook just jumped up to the ring apron. Meteoro releases Brian M Brook and confronts Daniel K Brook."

Brad Blood: "Look at that humongous bump on his head from his accidental headbutt earlier! That is one huge bump! Daniel and Meteoro are arguing on the ropes... METEORO POKES AT DANIEL'S BUMP AND DANIEL SCREAMS IN PAIN! A had right sends Daniel K Brook off the apron!"

Jim Jackson: "Brian M Brook is now up... Meteoro sees him, Brian M Brook charges in, Meteoro charges at Braian M Brook... DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! Both men are down!"

Jack B. Nimble: "One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten!"

Jasmine Lee: "The following match has been declared a draw due to a double knock out!"

Brad Blood: "Whoa! Both Brook Boyz got a draw tonight! How coincidental is that? You think they should rename themselves as the Draw Boyz?"




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Lucian Blackheart: "Earlier tonight... I was approached with an offer. An offer to join The Entourage. I promised to give you an answer tonight. But first let me explain some things to you.."

Lucian looks towards the stage area.

Lucian Blackheart: "Whilst Taufik and Mr. Bold are good wrestlers.. They're no where near my level. I find it annoying having to carry dead weight.. See the truth of the matter is that you guys expect me to win the tag team titles for you. Now I could do that.. even if my tag partner was a kid in a wheelchair.. But you see I'm not going to. You guys thought that if I joined up with you, you could take advantage of me."

A devilish smirk appears on Lucian's face.

Lucian Blackheart: "So with this, I must respectfully, disrespectfully decline your offer. Tonight I'm going to win the Boleto Delrado Battle Royal, and I'm going to do it on my own. The Ace is a one-man-wrecking-machine.. That's the way it's always been, and that's the way it always will be.

Lucian drops the mic and heads backstage.






The scene opens backstage where we see Stephanie Dawson standing side by side with Nao Fook Mi.

Stephanie Dawson: "Good evening everybody, we are fortunate enough to catch ULOL superstar Nao Fook Mi tonight backstage. She will be facing Lady Bianca de Sade in a match tonight at Here's Your Hellishly Extreme Raging Painful Electrifying Showcase. Any words for your fans Ms. Nao?"

Nao Fook Mi nods and begins to address the fans.

Nao Fook Mi: "First of all, thank you for the opportunity for me to speak to my fans Stephanie. As you all know, I will be fighting Lady Bianca de Sade tonight in her debut match no less. As glad as I am that another female competitor has stepped into the squared circle, everyone watching tonight can be assured that I, Nao Fook Mi shall give it my all. Whether I face an amateur, a veteran, a man or a woman, I hold nothing back."

Stephanie Dawson: "But won't fans criticize you? I mean Lady Bianca de Sade is a newcomer and she already is at a disadvantage, or many would say a handicap facing you."

Fook Mi's expression changes into a serious one.

Nao Fook Mi: "Would my fans be happy if they knew that I held back? Will my fans still cheer for me if they knew that I did not give my all? Will Lady Bianca de Sade feel good if she knows I held back? I think not Stephanie. When Lady Bianca steps into that ring, she will be facing me at one hundred percent and she should also strike back at me at one hundred percent, that is the nature of a true honorable battle."

Stephanie Dawson nods satisfied with the answer she got from Fook Mi.

Stephanie Dawson: "Speaking of a honorable battle, what can you say about what happened last week? The match between Brostar and Shadow?"

Nao Fook Mi: "Brostar & Shadow are nothing but untrustworthy worms, it is not surprising they were shunned by both Troy's alliance and Winslow's alliance. They shall both pay for what they did to me and my partner last week. You all can be sure that I shall not let the injustice they did to me rest without judgment. Only the lowest of the low can do what they did, even Shogun does not lay a hand on the innocent commentators. I'm sure you remember what happened to you and Stank Lord Stephanie."

Stephanie Dawson nods as memories of Stank Lord's attack on her flood into her mind again.

Stephanie Dawson: "I certainly do, currently legal proceedings have been continuing and if all goes well, I shall be compensated for Stank Lord's crime. Anyway, thank you for your time Ms. Nao and good luck tonight."

Nao merely nods, turns around and walks off as the scene fades to black.


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PostSubject: Re: Here's Your H.E.R.P.E.S. 01/30/2011   Sun Jan 30, 2011 9:51 am

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Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is for one fall! Introducing first, making her way to the ring, 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: "Her opponent! Making her debut in ULOL, Lady Bianca de Sade!"


Lady Bianca de Sade makes her way to the ring.

Jim Jackson: "Lady Bianca de Sade having her debut match tonight, she looks a little nervous lets see how she fares against ULOL veteran Nao Fook Mi."


Brad Blood: "What does this spoiled rich brat think she's doing getting in a ring. She is pretty hot though."


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

Jim Jackson: "Lady B springing to action, surprising Fook Mi with a quick kick to the gut."

Brad Blood: "I think Lady B just signed her doom there. Lady B going for the suplex, Fook Mi blocks the suplex attempt and is able to hit the suplex instead!"

Jim Jackson: "de Sade went for that high impact move to early, a rookie mistake, and Noa Fook Mi took advantage. Fook Mi with a spinning bulldog in the corner and Lady B is down!"

Brad Blood: "Ha, I love watching this upity bitch get her ass handed to her. I'll be honest, I plain like watching her ass."

Jim Jackson: "Real mature Brad. Tor-NADO DDT from Nao Fook Mi, Lady B got planted! Lady Bianca de Sade can barely stand. Fook Mi bounces off the rope and nails Lady B with a huge lariat!!"

Brad Blood: "I think de Sade spun around three times before smashing into that mat!! Fook Mi has that look, looks like she's ready to put de Sade out of her misery. Lady B doesn't even see it coming as she stumbles to her feet"


Jim Jackson: "Nao Fook Mi leaps to the top of the turnbuckle, she somersaults over her opponent who rushes in towards her landing behind her opponent who spins around right into a deadly burst kick sending her opponent crashing to the corner executing a devastating Fook Mi Special!! That shook the ring!!"

Don Q. Hotte: "1....2....3!!"


Jim Jackson: "And that's all she wrote, Nao Fook Mi making short work of Lady Bianca de Sade. Probably not the debut Lady B was wanting."

Brad Blood: "Man, Fook Mi totally dominated that match, I wish she would dominate me."


Jim Jackson: "Keep dreaming Brad, Nao Fook Mi is helping Lady B to her feet, and a handshake. Luckily for Lady Bianca de Sade, she made her debut against one of ULOL most honorable and gracious superstars."






As the scene opens we see Stephanie Dawson and Raven Connoly backstage.

Stephanie Dawson: Ladies and Gentleman I am here with Raven Connoly who is competing in tonight's 10 man.., ahem, 10 person Battle Royal for the golden ticket. Of course the holder of the golden ticket can challenge any champion, any time, for their title, any strategy for the match Raven?"

Raven Connoly: "Well, if I told you my strategy now, then everyone would know it during the match, that would be kinda silly wouldn't it? I can tell you this though, in a match like this you have to remember its every man and woman for themselves. You may team up with someone to eliminate another competitor, but you can't forget as soon as that competitor is eliminated, your partner could become your enemy. You can't underestimate anybody, and you can't trust anyone. There's a lot of talent in this match, and if I get too cocky, I'll be eliminated in no time. Make no mistake though, I intend to win this Battle Royal, and get that golden ticket."

Stephanie Dawson: "And if you win the golden ticket, what title are you going after."


Raven Connoly: "Oh, I'll make no secret about it, I'm going directly after the ULOL Primo Ultimo title. I can put this warning out now, whoever walks out of this arena tonight the ULOL Primo Ultimo Champion, be it Shogun or Alexander Conway, I will let them know now, if I win that ticket, I'm coming after them. Depending on how I feel, I may even cash it in tonight."

Stephanie Dawson: "Well, you heard it here folks, Raven has made no secret of what title she wants if she gets the Golden Ticket. Thank you Raven, and good luck."


Raven Connoly: "Thank you Stephanie."






The heavily endowed wrestler also known as The Morbidly Obese Man sits in the locker room chuckling hard. His pseudo tag partner "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson can be seen waiting in the corner.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "Ha! This is a sure win I tell ya! GoodFella and Schwarz? We are going to massacre them. Still we probably need to keep our eyes open at Manolo Ferrer and Taufik. Remember how he blindsided us in the last PPV with his Singapore cane? We still need to pay him back for that."

The big man's face turns serious.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "But I am sure Troy also has something in his sleeve. He would want nothing more than make sure we lose these tag titles. It is him that we should really be wary of..."


UJJ isn't even paying attention to his partner, he doesnt see this as a title defence match, but a number one contenders match. A match in which HE has to get the pinfall, no matter what. He thinks to himself.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: [Tonight is the night. I rightfully earn my number 1 contendership. Nothing can get into my way. Although.]

UJJ looks at his chattering partner.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: [He wants a title shot also. He could prove to be a problem, as always. I'll have to be careful of him.]

UJJ talks aloud now.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "You know TMOM, either one of us will become ULOL's first double champion. Either one of us will write history."


The big man chuckles deeply.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "Double champion... I like the sound of that. With two belts we can shove it into Marcus' face. I can't wait to see the look on his face when we have 2 of his prized championship belts."

The Morbidly Obese Man starts laughing loudly.

The Morbidly Obese Man: "We may not trust each other but you got to admit Johnson we make one helluva team."


UJJ stares at TMOM sharply.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "Yes we do. We do."

UJJ starts to think again.

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: [He said it. We don't trust each other, but it seems like he wants to trust me. He wants to be a double champion. Too bad I want it more.]

"Unstoppable" Jack Johnson: "TMOM, answer this. Do you listen to these fools who say that you shouldn't trust me? Do you doubt I'll be able to keep myself in check?"


The Morbidly Obese Man merely stares at "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson, not answering, letting his silence do all the talking as the scene fades to black.



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Jim Jackson: "Welcome to the first title match of the evening! Morbidly Unstoppable will be defending their titles against GoodFella and Schwarz."

Brad Blood: "Oh this one is a no-brainer, Morbidly Unstoppable will walk all over GoodFella and Schwarz."

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a tables match and is for the ULOL Campeónes Compañero. Introducing first the team of Arnold "GoodFella" Bold and Felix Schwarz, GoodFella & Schwarz!"

"Fire Flame" by Birdman starts to sound, the light suddenly turns off after a few seconds it starts again and Felix and Arnold are standing in the middle of the ring and waving to their fans.

Jim Jackson: "A flashy entrance by the challengers."

Brad Blood: "It'll take more than flash to win this match. GoodFella & Schwarz may have bitten off more than they could chew tonight."

Jasmine Lee: "Introducing next, 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 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.

"Papercut" by Linkin Park blasts over the arena as "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson enters the stage through a spark shower. He makes his way to the ring. He enters the ring and climbs a turnbuckle, scouting the entire arena.

Jim Jackson: "Here comes the champs. They may not get along but you can be sure that they are deadly together."

Brad Blood: "This match will be a cakewalk for them. The thing in everyone's mind is whoever sends GoodFella or Schwarz through a table gets a title shot at the Primo Ultimo title."

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

Jim Jackson: "And there's the bell! Running knee lift from The Morbidly Obese Man sends GoodFella down. Unstoppable Jack Johnson scores with a NASTY spinebuster on Schwarz. Morbidly Unstoppable whip Schwarz into the ropes and hit a double backdrop."

Brad Blood: "Oh, things are not looking good for GoodFella and Scwarz early on. The Morbidly Obese Man goes to suplex GoodFella through a table, but he slips out the backdoor."

Jim Jackson: "Schwarz reverses a waistlock from UJJ. Big dropkick by Arnold "GoodFella" Bold, who got a ton of air on the move sends TMOM back. Arnold "GoodFella" Bold goes to slam TMOM through a table, but he cannot even lift the big man!"

Brad Blood: "UJJ escapes a German suplex attempt by Schwarz and takes Schwarz down with a powerslam! Oh this does not bode well... UJJ brings out a table from under the ring, looks like they want to end this one early."

Jim Jackson: "Oh! Massive chop sends Arnold "GoodFella" Bold down to the mat! Schwarz gets up but TMOM Irish whips him to the corner. Big body avalanche by TMOM... Schwarz gets sandwiched between TMOM and the turnbuckles!"

Brad Blood: "Oh man, GoodFella & Schwarz are getting a big beating under Morbidly Unstoppable! UJJ sets the table up. He lifts GoodFella in a powerbomb position..."

Jim Jackson: "GoodFella battles out of it with hard punches to UJJ's head! GoodFella with a dropkick sends UJJ knocking the table over! TMOM comes charging in. GoodFella with a dropkick to TMOM's knee sends the big man skidding on the canvas!"

Brad Blood: "Schwarz and GoodFella charges in... Double dropkick sends TMOM down! The actualyl floored the behemoth!"

Jim Jackson: "Their success is short-lived as "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson takes them both down with a double clothesline! Sidewalk slam by UJJ on GoodFella. Felix Schwarz hits a flying double axe handle from the middle rope on UJJ!"

Brad Blood: "Schwarz with a DDT plants UJJ on the mat! Schwarz quickly sets up a table. TMOM grabs Felix Schwarz and applies a bear hug! EWW! Imagine being squished into TMOM's fat! EWW!"

Jim Jackson: "GoodFella with a double ear slap on TMOM makes the big man release Schwarz. Double Irish whip by GoodFella and Schwarz sends TMOM to the ropes..."

Brad Blood: "OH!!!!! That didn't end well, TMOM takes both men down with a shoulder block! GoodFella & Schwarz must feel like they just ran into a brick wall."

Jim Jackson: "UJJ just threw Schwarz over the top rope! He sets up the table and signals for TMOM... TMOM grabs GoodFella and lifts him up in a powerbomb position. This could be it!"

Brad Blood: "Wait Manolo Ferrer is at the ring apron and is distracting the ref! Taufik slips past behind UJJ and hits him with a Singapore cane! Taufik attack TMOM's knees and GoodFella escapes!"

Jim Jackson: "Felix Schwarz re-enters the ring, GoodFella & Schwarz sends The Morbidly Obese Man into the ropes with a double Irish whip. They charge towards The Morbidly Obese Man and takes him down with a double clothesline executing a Drive-by Shooting!"

Brad Blood: "The big man is down! Wait Taufik helps GoodFella and Schwarz lift The Morbidly Obese Man up... THEY SLAM TMOM INTO THE TABLE BREAKING IT IN HALF! Taufik quickly rolls away just as the referee turns around to see TMOM smashed on the table! The ref is calling for the bell!"

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match and NEW ULOL Campeónes Compañero, Arnold "GoodFella" Bold and Felix Schwarz, GoodFella & Schwarz!"

Jim Jackson: "The Age of Pain have made their mark here tonight, their first victims, Morbidly Unstoppable! But I doubt that The Morbidly Obese Man and "Unstoppable" Jack Johnson will take this lying down. I foresee retribution in the near future."

Brad Blood: "If they lose, does that mean that they also lose their title shot? The Age of Pain quickly hightails it out of the ring as TMOM and UJJ regain consciousness..."


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PostSubject: Re: Here's Your H.E.R.P.E.S. 01/30/2011   Sun Jan 30, 2011 9:51 am



Stephanie Dawson is shown backstage with The Masked Man

Stephanie Dawson: "I'm here with The Masked Man. You are one of ten men in the battle royal for the golden ticket, do you have any strategies going into this match?"

The Masked Man: "My strategy is to win but really I don't need a strategy because I am the most talented wrestler in ULOL. This is going to be the easiest little battle royal I've ever been in, really they should of just given me that golden ticket straight away! But now I have to embarrass 9 other wrestlers to show why I am the greatest!"

The Masked Man then leaves Stephanie Dawson and heads to the ring for the battle royal





The Camera pans to show Ray Kamaura standing with Stephaine Dawson.

Stephaine Dawson: "Ray, Tonight In the 10 Man Battle Royal, you are fighting for the golden ticket. Any thoughts for the match?"

Ray Kamaura: "Tonight I am going to do something that I have never even done before. I'm going to outlast 9 other people to win a ticket that I can use at anytime on any title. THE PRIMO ULTIMO! THE LIGERO MAXIMO! CAMPEONES COMPANERO! All of which I would love a shot at. But that doesn't matter because after I win the ticket... well I'll save that info for later."

Stephaine Dawson: "Ray, you mentioned all three titles, which one will you be going after if you win the ticket?"

Ray Kamaura: "WOAH! IF, IF did you say if? There is no if Stephanie, You mean when I win the golden ticket. Well, I'll tell you this, I have a history with The Pagan God known as Shogun. But I also have a history with Conway Twitty."

Ray pauses for a moment to laugh.

Ray Kamaura: "I got my money on Conway winning tonight unless he slips a falls into The Pagan God's "Infinite Darkness". I will become Champion, Mark my words. Now if you will excuse me I have to find Leon. I hear there is a zombie running about."

Ray turns and walks away leaving Stephanie. The scene fades to black.





The scene opens inside the ULOL backstage, interview area. The resident interviewer, Stephanie Dawson, is smiling brightly at the camera, She raises her modified microphone as she starts yet another segment.

Stephanie Dawson: "Ladies and Gentlemen, my guest at this time, the number one contender for the Ligero Maximo Championship! The British Hawk!"

The camera zooms out a little, showing The British Hawk, who is smiling as per usual.

Stephanie Dawson: "Hawk you are moments away from possibly the biggest match of your career, how do you feel about it?"

The British Hawk: "Well first of all Steph, I just want to say well done to my gorgeous girlfriend, Bianca, for facing her fears and stepping into the ring tonight. She looked fantastic in there. Now onto your question Steph. I feel a lot of things, I feel excited, I feel nervous but most of all I feel honoured. I feel honoured to compete in a match with Q. He is what show business wrestling is all about. Making sure the fans go home happy. Now that may not have been the case over the last few weeks but its the Herpes dealer, Marcus Troy's fault."

Stephanie Dawson: "H.E.R.ES.Y.O.U.R.H.E.R.P.E.S is our PPV tonight, cue TBH's joke in 3..2..1."

The British Hawk: "Hehe, I wonder if the PPV's name was suggested from Marcus Troy. But also the fact that he had to cover up the name in a form of an acronym. Damn, he must have been up all night whilst dealing some more Herpes for $5 a unit."

TBH smirks to himself as does Stephanie.

The British Hawk: "But enough of the jokes. This is serious. A ladder match, A match that is built for the likes of me and Q. It is true, I have been in a Ladder match before, for the Intercotinental Championship against the current Primo Ultimo Champion. Shogun, yeah I got Burning Hammered off the top of the ladder and err lost but it only improved my abillites as a superstar and competitor. I may have come out short on that match but I will have to be presumed dead on the mat in order for Q to win. I'm not going to let Q get out easy."

Stephanie Dawson: "Ok and one last question Hawk, What the hell has happened to the move that you have made famous? The British Slam?"

The British Hawk: " still have that move? Oh yeah! Hehe. I'm kidding, I've been saving it for a special occasion, you may see it tonight, or then again you might not. Hehe. Now if you excuse me Miss Dawson-"

Stephanie raises her mic about to say her signature sign off when TBH cuts in rapidly.

The British Hawk: "This has been another awesome interview with The British Hawk and that err other woman, Stephanie Dawson!"

TBH chuckles as Stephanie wallops him on the arm as a joking gesture as the scene fades to black.






VS

Jim Jackson: "The upcoming ladder match will be for the ULOL Ligero Maximo title, but earlier on we saw Q holding a different belt..."

Brad Blood: "Q replaced the Ligero Maximo belt with a belt of his own, so which belt will he be defending tonight? I'm so confused and I bet so are everyone watching tonight."

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a ladder match and is for the ULOL Ligero Maxi..."

Nu-metal music begins to play as a highlight reel of Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing runs on the ULOLTron. The Ligero Maximo Champion emerges, holding aloft the new title belt he had debuted before his thousands of fans.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing waves to everyone, and begins to speak as he gets closer to the ring.


Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "Pardon my interruption, oh Miss juicy Jasmine Lee! But I will not be defending a title that has been mercilessly bukkaked by the HER-PES of the Ungeneral Manager's actions! Tonight, I am defending a title for the fans! Of the fans! And by the fans!"

The fans in attendance cheer for him.

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "Big Bird of Sesame Street may have sold every feather on birdy body to try and become a champion! But he will not infect the Correa Grande Del Oro De Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing with his Big Bird HER-PES! I will defend this title with every atom of my being, as it is a beacon of light in a world of spots entertainment plunged into Marcus Troy's DARKNESS of HER-PES!"

The fans cheer for Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing. Jasmine Lee gives him a very long, bewildered look, before getting on the mic.

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a ladder match and is for the...

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing helpfully leans over and whispers loudly in her ear.

Jasmine Lee: "...for the Correa Grande Del Oro De Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing! Introducing first, he is your current and reigning Correa Grande Del Oro De Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing"

Jim Jackson: "Well you heard it from the horse's mouth, Q is not recognizing the ULOL Ligero Maximo but is instead promoting his own Correa Grande Del Oro De Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing."

Brad Blood: "He won't get away with it, Marcus won't allow it."

Jasmine Lee: "Introducing next, the challenger, The British Hawk!"

"Get Ready To Fly" by Grits starts to play over the arena. The fans start to cheer loudly as The British Hawk rises from beneath he stage via a lift underneath the stage. He is wearing his usual wrestling attire and with a black hooded jacket with the hood up. He walks off the lift and raises his arms up triggering stage pyros to go off. He walks down to the ramp and enters the ring. He climbs onto a turnbuckle and removes his hood and taunts to the fans who cheer loudly.

Jim Jackson: "The British Hawk made a deal with Marcus Troy to get this match."

Brad Blood: "Uh... I just noticed something... This is a ladder match, where are the steel A-type ladders?"

Jim Jackson: "You're correct, I do not see the steel ladders... Wait what's that stacked around the ring? You have got to be kidding..."

Brad Blood: "Oh my God! You're right! Those are kiddie step ladders! Well I guess technically those ARE still ladders..."

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

Jim Jackson: "In a cruel twist, the ladders for the match are all kiddie step ladders. The question is how will Q or TBH be able to reach the belt with those? Q and TBH are in shock..."

Brad Blood: "I'm receiving word that it was a procurement mix-up and it was too late to replace the ladders by the time they realized the error... And there's the bell!"

Jim Jackson: "Q quickly recovers his bearings as The British Hawk's jaw is still wide open as he stares at the kiddie step ladders. Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing scores with a back heel kick on TBH. Q sets up a step ladder... He uses it to vault himself and hits a dropkick on TBH! Another back heel kick by Q!"

Brad Blood: "The British Hawk shakes off the cobwebs and quickly gets back to his feet. He takes another look at the kiddie step ladders and shakes his head... TBH charges at Q... Q sidesteps!"

Jim Jackson: "Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing hits a rolling kick on TBH. Irish whip by Q sends The British Hawk to the ropes..."

Brad Blood: "TBH counters a backdrop attempt with a kick to the face. Q staggers and trips over a kiddie step ladder! TBH grabs a kiddie step ladder... HE WHACKS Q ON THE HEAD WITH IT! Well it won't do the same damage as a steel ladder but it's still gotta hurt since it's hard plastic."

Jim Jackson: "Spinning back kick from The British Hawk. Second rope splash by TBH. TBH with a roundhouse kick... Blocked by Q!"

Brad Blood: "Q shoves The British Hawk sending him off-balance! Q grabs a step ladder and hurls it at TBH! BULLSEYE! Right in-between the eyes! The British Hawk is staggering around..."

Jim Jackson: "Slingshot clothesline by Q. Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing moves in for the kill. Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing cannot help but feel angered by The British Hawk for reasons only Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing knows as he roars his battlecry charging headlong at The British Hawk and executing a devastating Wakangadiiehiyaojiasaiya!"

Brad Blood: "Oh! Q nearly broke The British Hawk in half! Q grabs the kiddie step ladder and sets it up... He climbs it and looks at the belt hanging above him and shakes his head... Q goes out and grabs more kiddie step ladders... Q is stacking the ladders!"

Jim Jackson: "Well he has time to do so since The British Hawk seems like he's still out! Q stacks up his sixth kiddie step ladder and proceeds to climb up to stack a seventh one. The ladders are little wobbly... But Q somehow maintains balance."

Brad Blood: "The British Hawk is beginning to move and Q notices it. Q leaps from the top of the stacked kiddie step ladders... THE BRITISH HAWK ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AT THE LAST SECOND AND Q HITS THE CANVAS HARD!"

Jim Jackson: "The British Hawk grabs Q by the head... DDT into a kiddie step ladder breaking it in half! The British Hawk grabs another kiddie step ladder... Springboard step ladder drop on Q!"

Brad Blood: "The British Hawk breaks another kiddie step ladder on Q, he better stop that or he may run out of step ladders to stack and reach the belt."

Jim Jackson: "The British Hawk with a hurracanrana sends Q crashing to the canvas! TBH grabs a step ladder and begins his ascent to the stacked step ladder structure in the middle of the ring."

Brad Blood: "Q did the work there and it's The British Hawk reaping the benefits. The British Hawk adds another step ladder to the stack and it's now a stack of EIGHT kiddie step ladders. The British Hawk precariously balances on the top of the stepladders and tries to reach for the belt..."

Jim Jackson: "Q has gotten up to his feet! The British Hawk looks worried. I think I can sense a smile in Q's face beneath his mask..."

Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing: "JENGA!"

Brad Blood: "Q JUST PULLED A STEP LADDER FROM THE MIDDLE OF THE STRUCTURE AND EVERYTHING HAS COME TUMBLING DOWN INCLUDING THE BRITISH HAWK!"

Jim Jackson: "Standing leg lariat by Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing on TBH. Hard back suplex on TBH. TBH is down! Q again starts to stack the kiddie step ladders... Q!"

Brad Blood: "The British Hawk is moving... He slowly rises to his feet. Q sees him and leaps down from the fourth step ladder. TBH blocks a suplex attempt."

Jim Jackson: "Legsweep out of nowhere by TBH. Kick from The British Hawk to the leg. The British Hawk launches himself from the ropes and hits a dropkick on Q sending Q crashing to the kiddie step ladder tower!"

Brad Blood: "The British Hawk grabs a kiddie step ladder on each hand... He waits for Q to turn around... HE SMASHES THE TWO STEP LADDERS INTO Q'S HEAD LIKE A CYMBALS! Q crumples to the canvas!"

Jim Jackson: "The British Hawk starts constructing a kiddie step ladder tower again. He slowly makes his way up as he stacks the kiddie step ladders getting higher and higher. We can see the kiddie step ladder tower tilting to and fro..."

Brad Blood: "The British Hawk has stacked ten kiddie step ladders on top of each other. He's trying to get some semblance of balance on the top step ladder... WHOA! The British Hawk almost fell there but luckily regains his balance."

Jim Jackson: "All eyes are on The British Hawk as he is now standing on the topmost step ladder and is trying to unhook the belt..."

BONK!!!

Brad Blood: "A KIDDIE STEP LADDER JUST FLEW UP AND HIT THE BRITISH HAWK! Q has his hand on another kiddie step ladder... He throws it upwards again!"

BONK!!!

Jim Jackson: "ANOTHER DIRECT HIT ON THE BRITISH HAWK WHO FINALLY LOSES HIS BALANCE AND COMES TUMBLING DOWN! I think The British Hawk landed awkwardly! He's not moving at all..."

Brad Blood: "I think he's dead Jim... Q grabs a kiddie step ladder... Wait instead of stacking the step ladders Q takes aim... HE THROWS THE LADDER TOWARDS THE BELT!"

Jim Jackson: "Q KNOCKS THE BELT OFF THE HOOK WITH A KIDDIE STEP LADDER! Q LEAPS AND CATCHES THE BELT IN MID-AIR! The referee is calling for the bell!"

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following winner of the match and STILL Correa Grande Del Oro De Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing, Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing!"

Jim Jackson: "Q wins and retains his own title and..."

"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. He stops at the top of the entrance ramp with a mic in hand.

Marcus Troy: "I would like to congratulate you Q for your win here tonight... AND for getting suspended!"

Loud gasps are heard in the arena at general manager's statement.

Marcus Troy: "You all heard me right! SUSPENDED! It seems that you forget that you are a mere employee here at ULOL and the Maximo Ligero belt is ULOL property. Now since it is missing and you are responsible for it, you must be punished. So by the authority vested in me, I STRIP QUIOAECAOPEDIDWAZHAPZHING OF THE ULOL LIGERO MAXIMO TITLE! FURTHERMORE UNTIL THE TITLE IS FOUND, QUIOAECAOPEDIDWAZHAPZHING SHALL BE SUSPENDED! Security! Come remove this suspended wrestler from the premises!"

Loud boos are heard as security shuffle in and manhandle Quioaecaopedidwazhapzhing forcefully dragging him out of the ringside. Q's eyes meets Marcus Troy's eyes as he stares at the general manager with hatred before being dragged to the back. Marcus Troy smiles and turns around exiting the area.

Jim Jackson: "I cannot believe what just happened! Marcus Troy stripped Q of the Ligero Maximo title and had him suspended and thrown out the building!"

Brad Blood: "You really can't blame Troy, Q WAS asking for it... And Troy has now answered back... Tsk tsk tsk... So that means the ULOL Ligero Maximo is now vacant."






The scene opens to Stephanie Dawson standing in front of a door with the name "Alexander Conway" on it. She knocks but receives no answer. A second set of knocks gets her no further. As Stephanie turns away, the door opens to reveal the Canadian Superstar. He is dressed to compete, as his match is scheduled to take place soon.

Stephanie Dawson: "Alexander, may I come in and ask you some questions."

Alexander steps aside, before nodding his head.

Stephanie Dawson: "Thank you."

Stephanie and the camera advance into the room. Alexander soon shuts the door and takes a seat on the bench as he waits for Stephanie's questions.

Stephanie Dawson: "Tonight, you will be facing off against the Primo Ultimo Champion, Shogun. But before we get to that, the people want to know why you didn't release The Prophecy when Puu tapped out. You may have ended his career!"

Alexander visibly brightens at the question, a small grin appears on his face.

Alexander Conway: "Why didn't I let go of the submission hold? Why would I? That farmer got what was coming to him. He didn't deserve his spot on this roster, and so I took it from him. Was it a statement to Shogun? Yes. Was it a statement to the rest of the wrestlers in the back? Yes. It's message? Simple, if I judge you to not deserve your spot, I take it. Right now, I judge Shogun undeserving of his title, so I will take it from him. It will also serve as a message to Marcus. He doesn't hold the power of chosing who makes it in this business."

Stephanie Dawson: "Such a brute. We know you have a lousy attitude, so why did you join Eunice's faction?"

Alexander Conway: "Another situation of why not? If there is a coup d'état, and a new regime is formed, I'll be one of the usherers of it. Eunice will owe me, and will return the favor with a larger paycheck. Also, Marcus makes for a pitiful General Manager. He should learn how to play the political game better, you do not scorn Alexander Conway and you certainly do not interfere into his business."

Stephanie Dawson: "That does suit your personality. Moving on, what is your gameplan for tonight against Shogun?"

Alexander shrugs his shoulders at the question.

Alexander Conway: "Do I really need one? Shogun isn't as gifted as myself, especially not in the technical regard. He brags about defeating some old hasbeen, big deal. The man is a tool of Marcus Troy. He can break, just like any other tool."

Stephanie Dawson: "He's been proving himself week in and week out, how can you dismiss him so easily."

Alexander Conway: "Stephanie, I realize he will be a pain to break, but I don't think he can defeat me. As for proving himself? Who has he defeated without interference? Who has he defeated without suspicious cercumstances? I've been preaching it for quite a while now, but tonight I shall prove it!"

Stephanie Dawson: "Honestly? How can you be so confident?"

Alexander frowns at Stephanie, annoyed by her asking of the same question.

Alexander Conway: "Only Alexander Conway knows just how good Alexander Conway is! That's how I can be so confident, because I know just how good I really am, and soon, you will too! In fact, I'll go on record right now. If I do not defeat Shogun tonight, I will not challenge for the Primo Ultimo Championship again until he no longer the champion!"

Stephanie Dawson: "You must truely believe you will actually defeat Shogun. Well Alexander, supposing that you do win tonight, how will you plan to deal with the holder of the Golden Ticket?"

An amused look spreads across Alexander's face.

Alexander Conway: "The Golden Ticket, now that is a neat idea. The winner gets to choose when to cash it in and on whom. Personally, I feel sorry for whoever wins that prize, for most of them would choose to cash it in for the top prize here in ULOL. That person would be a fool to challenge me, and I'll use tonight to provide the perfect example of why that is."

Alexander taps his wrist and points to the door, signifying that it is time for Stephanie to go.

Stephanie Dawson: "Thank you for your time, Alexander."

Stephanie moves to the door, we hear it open before closing again with a slight click. Alexander meanwhile has opened up a book, titled Walking a Golden Mile, as the camera fades to black.

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PostSubject: Re: Here's Your H.E.R.P.E.S. 01/30/2011   Sun Jan 30, 2011 9:52 am



The scene started in a dark locker room,and in the middle of the room there is a table which shone under the light in the middle of the room. Piercing the dark is a familiar voice, the voice of Taufik. Still cloaked in darkness, Taufik started talking from somewhere in the room.

Taufik: "What I did last Thursday is nothing compared to what I'm going to do with the rest of my adversaries later on tonight as I am going to jump start "The Age Of Pain" takeover of ULOL by winning every important event they throw on us. They can't stop me and the rest of us who are involved in this cause. To all my adversaries don't get involved in this match if you care about your lives, unless you want your life to go up in flames."

The table immediately went to flames as Taufik laughs as the scene fades to black.






The scene opens as Brostar is preparing for his battle royale when Stephanie Dawson walks up to him and speaks.

Stephanie Dawson: "Hello Brostar can I have a word with you?"

Brostar: "Um...Yea sure."

Stephanie Dawson: "You like everyone knows, is in the battle royale tonight. What is your plan, and if you win what would you do with the Golden Ticket?"

Brostar: "My plan heh.... My plan is actually simple, but before I tell you, I will tell you this, people go around saying they are going to win the battle royale and others say it is their destiny and fate to win."

Brostar: "Well with winning. Lets be honest nobody knows who will win because with 10 people in the ring it will be kinda hard to tell, destiny and fate. Destiny and fate, that stuff doesn't just come to you because it's fate or destiny. Tonight I will prove destiny and fate can be defined by your own hands."

Brostar: "As for the Golden Ticket. What would I do with it? Urr.... Go to the chocolate factory! What do you think I would do with it? It's very simple, cash it in. If I win tonight I will cash the golden ticket tonight and when I do I will be pinning either Shogun or Alexander Conway, hold the Ultimo Primo Belt above my head and you all will know a new era is COMING!!!!"

Brostar: "Hahaha!!! I will see you later."


Brostar leaves the arena for his match as the camera fades away.






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Jim Jackson: "Well the next match is surely very much anticipated by the fans, who will walk out tonight with the Boleto Dorado, the golden ticket which will give the bearer access to any title, any time!"

Brad Blood: "There are a lot of strong competitors in the ring but things are always unpredictable in battle royales so this will be an interesting match to watch."

Jim Jackson: "To save time, instead of having each competitor come out from the back one at a time with their individual entrances, all ten wrestlers will start off in the ring already."

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a ten-man battle royale and is for the ULOL Boleto Dorado! Introducing the participants of the match. Allister King, Brostar, Lucian Blackheart, Ray Kamaura, Raven Connoly, Reverend Thomas Gilden, Shadow, Sr. Gonzalez, Taufik and The Masked Man!"

Jim Jackson: "As we can all see, all ten wrestlers are already in the ring sizing each other up and ready to go."

Brad Blood: "I wonder who will win? Man this match has me at the edge of my seat."

Jasmine Lee: "The referee for this match is Don Q. Hotte. Let the Lunacy begin!"

Jim Jackson: "There's the bell! And at once we see a multiple brawling, it looks like each person zeroed in on a preferred partner and went at them. We have Gilden going after King, Connoly and Shadow are going at it, Lucian Blackheart and The Masked Man are brawling, Brostar has his hands full with Ray Kamaura, Taufik has Sr. Gonzalez on the ropes!"

THUD!!!

Brad Blood: "What the?! Did Taudik just bundle Sr. Gonzalez over the top rope already?! That was fast, I didn't even see how it happened!"

Jim Jackson: "You are right there, we just heard a THUD!!! and Sr. Gonzalez is already out! Gilden is pounding on Allister Kings back... Irish whip by Gilden and King is sent slamming towards Kamaura who had Brostar lifted over his shoulder!"

Brad Blood: "That allows Brostar to slip free! Brostar quickly distances himself and helps his brother Shadow with Connoly. It's a two on one on Connoly."

Jim Jackson: "Double clothesline by Taufik takes both Lucian Blackheart and The Masked Man down! Gilden and Kamaura are double teaming on Allister King who is getting stomped to the ground!"

Brad Blood: "Shadow has Raven Connoly trapped with a full Nelson... Brostar uses the ropes to gain momentum... He leaps... Raven Connoly slips free and Brostar just dropkicked his own brother! Shadow goes over the top rope!"

Jim Jackson: "Shadow somehow lands on the ring apron, he's still safe. Wait! Double Irish whip by Gilden and Kamaura sends Allister King towards Shadow. King slams into Shadow knocking him off the apron!"

Brad Blood: "That's two down! Hurrancanrana by Raven Connoly sends Brostar into Taufik who flips him to the air with a back body drop! Taufik turns around... Right into a dropkick by Lucain Blackheart! As Taufik falls back, The Masked Man catches him!"

Jim Jackson: "The Masked Man tries a DDT but Taufik blocks the attempt and sends The Masked Man down with uraken instead! Kamaura mean time turns on Gilden and slams Gilden into the mat!"

Brad Blood: "Kamaura is the biggest man in the battle royale, it will be a pain to get him out... Allister King walks over to Kamaura, he grabs Kamaura by the leg... AND STARTS HUMPING RAY KAMAURA'S LEG!!!"

Jim Jackson: "I bet you wish it was your leg King was humping..."

Brad Blood: "Yea... HEY!!!"

Jim Jackson: "Kamaura tries to shake Allister King of his leg... He tramples on Gilden who is on the canvas! The Masked Man charges in on Raven Connoly, Connoly pulls the top rope down and The Masked Man goes over! That's it for The Masked Man!"

Brad Blood: "That's three down! Taufik and Blackheart are brawling... Gilden takes both men down with a dropkick! Ray Kamaura finally pries King off his leg... He throws Allister King who slams into Gilden... Reverend Thomas Gilden towards Raven Connoly who ducks down!"

Jim Jackson: "Back body drop over the top rope! But wait! Gilden lands on the ring apron! Allister King makes his way to Gilden"

Brad Blood: "EWWW! He just puked right on the ring apron right on top of Gilden's boots! Gilden does not seem pleased, he tries to attack King from the ring apron, HE SLIPS ON THE PUKE AND FALLS OUTSIDE! That's four!"

Jim Jackson: "That may soon be five! Ray Kamaura just smeared Brostar to the canvas with a chokeslam! Ray Kamaura grabs Brostar again... HE THROWS BROSTAR OVER THE TOP ROPE! And that's number five!"

Brad Blood: "Half the wrestlers are already out, we are down to our final five, Allister King, Lucian Blackheart, Raven Connoly, Ray Kamaura and Taufik..."

Jim Jackson: "Taufik has Raven Connoly on the ropes. Connoly with a mule kick escapes Taufik! Wait she bumps into Ray Kamaura! Ray Kamaura lifts Raven up! Raven slips down behind him and takes him down with a dropkick to the knee!"

Brad Blood: "Blackheart takes Raven down with a spear! King meanwhile just took a flask out from his boot and starts to drink again! Taufik charges towards King... He leaps... King ducks down and picks up the cap of the flask which he dropped... Taufik goes over King and right to the ropes!"

Jim Jackson: "Taufik holds on to the ropes and falls unto the ring apron. Close call for Taufik. Lucian Blackheart with an Irish whip sends Raven Connoly towards Ray Kamaura. Kamaura catches Connoly. Belly to belly suplex... OVER THE TOP ROPE! Ray Kamaura just eliminated Raven Connoly!"

Brad Blood: "Four wrestlers left... And I think Lucian and Taufik just realized Ray Kamaura is the biggest threat in the battle royale. They start double teaming Kamaura! Both men are throwing punches at Ray Kamaura!"

Jim Jackson: "Headbutt from Kamaura sends Taufik down! Another headbutt sends Blackheart down! Allister King stumbles into Kamaura... Kamaura with a third headbutt on King..."

Brad Blood: "WAIT KING BLOCKS THE HEADBUTT WITH HIS FLASK! The flask bursts and it's contents splatters all over the floor! Allister King goes to his knees and starts to sip the liquor from the canvas!"

Jim Jackson: "Lucian Blackheart and Taufik with a double dropkick on Ray Kamaura sends him back... Kamaura trips over King who is on all fours and goes over the top rope! Ray Kamaura has been eliminated!"

Brad Blood: "With three men left, we have Allister King who is still licking the liquor from the canvas, Blackheart and Taufik are trading punches. Low blow by Blackheart sends Taufik to his knees."

Jim Jackson: "Lucian Blackheart whips the opponent to the turnbuckle following through with a leaping shining wizard. Lucian Blackheart then springboards off the second rope and kicks the opponent in the temple executing a deathly Four of a Kind! Taufik stumbles over the ropes..."

Brad Blood: "TAUFIK SOMEHOW GRABS UNTO THE TOP ROPE AND LANDS FEET FIRST ON THE RING APRON! Wait Allister King stands up... He holds Taufik on the face... AND GIVES TAUFIK A BIG WET ONE!!! Taufik is in shock and stay at the apron giving Blackheart enough time to knock him off with a clothesline!"

Jim Jackson: "We have two men left, Allister King and Lucian Blackheart! Lucian Blackheart with a running bulldog takes King down! Blackheart hits a leg drop! He drags King to the ropes and tries to throw King off..."

Brad Blood: "King holds on to the ropes and Blackheart tries to flip him over! Wait! King pokes Blackheart in the eyes!"

Jim Jackson: "Allister King grabs the opponent by the throat before lifting them in a gorilla press. Allister throws them in the air and catches them before slamming them violently into the mat with a widow maker executing The Overdose! That totally came out from nowhere! King bundles Blackheart over the top rope... HE DOES IT! ALLISTER KING HAS JUST WON THE BATTLE ROYALE AND THE GOLDEN TICKET!"

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match and bearer of the ULOL Boleto Dorado... Allister King!"

Brad Blood: "What the?! King won! That was unexpected! I didn't see that one coming at all."

Jim Jackson: "Allister King still doesn't know that he's won and is shadow boxing inside the ring!"

Brad Blood: "Heck will he even remember what he won here tonight?"

Jim Jackson: "Good point."




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"Hunt You Down" by Saliva blares throughout the arena as the lights dim down. A spotlight appears on Alexander Conway, who is dressed for success in a designer tuxedo. In his right hand is a microphone, which he slowly brings upwards to his lips.

Alexander Conway: "Tonight, is the night that you all have been waiting for. Tonight, is the night that I take my rightful place amongst the best in this business! Tonight, I return the favor on Marcus Troy when I take down the Primo Ultimo Champion. Tonight, is the night when Shogun's reign comes to a screeching halt."


Alexander walks to the edge of the entrance ramp. He looks over that side of the audience attending H.E.R.P.E.S. before he resumes speaking.

Alexander Conway: "I'm going to show Shogun his prophesied demise tonight, when I make him tap out, again! I'm going to cause him all the pain he wishes he could inflict upon me! I'm going to bend him until he breaks! I'm going to not only force him to slap that mat, but to surrender, to give up, to acknowledge that he isn't at the same level as your feature presentation, Alexander Conway!"

Alexander walks back to the mouth of the entrance tunnel.

Alexander Conway: "Despite Shogun's bravado, despite his threats, despite his connections, only one star can shine the brightest on this night. And no star shines brighter than "The North Star", Alexander Conway. Shogun spent his whole career working for a world title? Really? What else has he accomplished? Not that much. Sure, he's had some great matches, but he chokes when it comes to the really tough, large scale, matches. He has an inability to be a big time player, as evidenced by his struggle in WHW and his mediocre career. He may not of choked thus far in his ULOL run, but history says it's bound to happen soon. Shogun will not defeat me on this night, nor will he ever defeat me!"

The crowds' boos are thunderous. Obviously, they don't enjoy the fact that Alexander's confidence still hasn't dimished.

Alexander Conway: "I hope your career brings its wallet tonight Shogun, because when I get done with you, you won't have a career. The rent in Hell....gets paid in advance."

"Hunt You Down" by Saliva blares over the boos of the crowd as Alexander stares at the ring. After a few moments, he finally tosses the microphone off the ramp before disappearing backstage.

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PostSubject: Re: Here's Your H.E.R.P.E.S. 01/30/2011   Sun Jan 30, 2011 9:52 am



We cut to a scene backstage. The camera pans around and comes to a door. The door has a sign on it that says "Vice General Manager - Eunice P. Winslow"
The chair that is usually occupied by The Morbidly Obese Man is empty. Eunice P. Winslow can be heard from inside shouting at her TV. The camera pans round again and Zombie stands silent with a sly grin on his face. Winslow can be heard from inside talking with someone on the phone.


Zombie presses against the door and opens it quickly. Winslow is taken aback by this sudden intrusion and stands up out of her chair dropping the phone.

Eunice P. Winslow: "How dare you enter my office without knocking or without my permission!"

Zombie: "No need to stand up Winslow!"

Winslow's face turns to horror as she realizes who her intruder is. She fumbles around for the phone on her desk. Before she can dial for help Zombie clears the desk completely by sweeping his arms across it violently. The phone crashes to the floor. Winslow looks at it helplessly.

Zombie: "Oh dear! Where is your bodyguard The Morbidly Obese Man? Tsk tsk tsk... Those security posted at your door was nothing..."

Eunice P. Winslow: "Zombie why are you here? What do you want?"

Zombie laughs and walks slowly towards Winslow.

Zombie: "All I wanted was a contract. A contract to wrestle again here in ULOL. But instead you forced me out!"

Eunice P. Winslow: "It was necessary! What have you done to those guards? Dear god if anything has happened to them I will have you hunted down!"

Zombie: "Well you don't have to look far. I told you I would find a way and I have! Someone has already given me a contract! Finally I can wrestle again!"

Eunice P. Winslow whispers.

Eunice P. Winslow: "Marcus."

Zombie: "He has promised me a lot. It may or may not happen! But I got my way BACK into this company."

Zombie steps closer to Winslow and sniffs the air around her.

Zombie: "And now something else has come to be."

He leans and whispers into her ear.

Zombie: "Revenge!"

Winslow's face to turns to fear and she opens her desk drawers. Zombie watches her fumble around. Letting her fear take over he carries on tormenting her.

Zombie: "Finally I finish you for good! Finally I can say that at my hands, my teeth, my stomach that I!! .... KILLED Eunice P. Winslow!"

He walks around the desk.

Zombie: "Everything pent up inside me will go once you are dead!"

Eunice P. Winslow: "You can't! Please Zombie! Marcus is lying to you!"

Zombie: "This isn't about Marcus! Or anything happening now! Now I destroy my past! I can start fresh! Without you!"

Winslow tries to speak but Zombie stops her.

Zombie: "Enough talk! Time for you to die!"

Zombie leans in close to Winslow with his jaws wide open.

Eunice P. Winslow: "Hit the road Zombie!"

Zombie: "Eh? Are you sure you want those as your last words?"

Zombie draws back a little and laughs. Winslow quickly opens up a bottle of bourbon.

Zombie: "One for the road eh?"

Eunice P. Winslow: "Yes! Your road!! Maybe next time you should watch what people keep in their desk drawers!!!"

Winslow chucks the bourbon over Zombie. Zombie steps back his head and face soaking wet. Winslow quickly grabs a lighter from her desk drawer, ignites it and chucks it at Zombie's face. As the fire hits his face the bourbon reacts to the flame setting Zombie alight. Zombie screams in pain and Winslow makes a hasty retreat out of her office. As Winslow runs away Zombie can be heard roaring in anger. Then a loud voice blares through the hallway.

Zombie: "DAMN YOU WINSLOW!!! I WILL HAVE YOU DEAD!!!!! I WILL SEE TO IT THAT YOU WILL BE FINISHED!!!"





Stephanie Dawson can be seen backstage looking for someone to interview when she runs into the Demonic God Shogun clad in his wrestling gear with the Primo Ultimo title around his waist. The emotionless yet intense expression that has become something of a staple of Shoguns is on his face.

Stephanie Dawson: "Ah Shogun! Just who I was looking for. Would you mind answering a few of my questions?"

Shogun: "Of course dear Stephanie do I not always stop when you ask for an interview such as this? Ask to your hearts content and I shall answer all for I have no secrets."

Stephanie Dawson: "Okay then first with the obvious then. What are your thoughts on defending the title against Alexander Conway tonight and are you worried that you might lose that belt after what Conway did to Puu at Lucha Loco?

Shogun: "You mean that useless pig farmer? He proved nothing to me by ending that pathetic man`s career. I am no more worried about this match than I was with my match with Ray Kamaura. I will make Alexander tap tonight and if he refuses I will simply do to him what he did to the farmer."

Stephanie Dawson: "Strong words. What about the golden ticket? Are you worried about someone cashing it in after your title defense or even during it?"

Shogun: "Let them try...I have no fear of any man or woman who happens to be in that match! I will say this now however, if the winner of that match cashes in the ticket after my match with Conway I will destroy that person with no questions asked for that person will be a coward who does not deserve to hold this belt or even wrestle again."

Stephanie Dawson: "Do you really think you could defeat someone like Kamaura or Raven fresh out of a submission match with someone the caliber of Alexander Conway?"

Shogun: "I do not think my dear Stephanie I KNOW that I can and will defeat ANYONE who cashes in that ticket whether it be tonight or at any show in the future. Tonight is not about me proving my dominance for I have already done that. Tonight is about me using Conway as an example to ANYONE who happens to join Eunice`s little Alliance. I will destroy each any every one of you one by one until there is no one left to stand against me. Conway had better bring everything in his playbook tonight because I am deadly serious. Tonight Eunice your alliance will be shown to be a sham where the weaklings go to be slaughtered by those who are strong."

Shogun looks directly into the camera as he says this. His pitch black eyes boring a hole into whomever may be watching.

Shogun: "I do not care that I am outnumbered by a large force of wrestlers who are all looking to take away my belt for I am stronger than any one unite. I refuse to let this alliance put me down and tonight I shall make sure each and every one of you know the punishment for standing against me!"


Shogun pushes the camera man out of the way and walks off

Stephanie Dawson: "Very strong words from the Primo Ultimo champion! Back to you guy at the booth.






VS

Jim Jackson: "And now, the match everyone has been waiting for, the main event of the evening! SHOGUN VERSUS ALEXANDER CONWAY! This could be Conway's last chance to take the Primo Ultimo Title while Shogun is still the champ."

Brad Blood: "Argh! And I can't decide who I should root for! I like both Conway and Shogun!"

Jim Jackson: "In a platonic way."

Brad Blood: "Yea... HEY!!!"

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the main event of the evening! The following contest is a submission match and is for the ULOL Primo Ultimo Championship! Introducing first the challenger, Alexander Conway!"

"Hunt You Down" by Saliva blares throughout the arena as Alexander Conway makes his way to the ring.

Jim Jackson: "And here comes Alexander Conway. He threw his allegiance to the VGM Eunice P. Winslow in what seems to be a brewing war between Winslow and Marcus Troy the general manager."

Brad Blood: "That's the only bad choice Conway made, siding with that..."

Jim Jackson: "She has the power to fire you Brad."

Brad Blood: "Sweet old lady who reminds me of my grandma."

Jasmine Lee: "And now here's your current and reigning ULOL Primo Ultimo Champion, Shogun!"

"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. Shogun begins to make his way to the ring with a look of pure intensity on his face. as he makes it to the ring he runs up and rolls into the ring the expression on his face unchanged.

Jim Jackson: "And here comes the champ. Not one to be intimidated, looks like Shogun is ready to get this match started."

Brad Blood: "This will be one helluva match, both men have good technical skills. Who will make who tap first?"

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

Jim Jackson: "There's the bell! Both men lock arms and engage in a test of strength. Conway with a kick to the guts stuns Shogun, he throws a punch... Armbar takedown from Shogun, nicely done."

Brad Blood: "Conway quickly rolls back to his feet and quickly maintains some distance between himself and the champ. Looks like he's planning his next move... Conway charges in and gets a waistlock on Shogun!"

Jim Jackson: "Hard elbow by the champ and a reversal! Conway tastes a high angle back suplex. Big dropkick by Shogun, who got good elevation."

Brad Blood: "Conway again rolls back to his feet... Shogun walks into a leg trip. This is Conway's chance to turn things around."

Jim Jackson: "Alexander Conway hits a missile dropkick on Shogun. Conway with a headlock... Shogun pushes out of a Alexander Conway hold. Shogun hits a delayed suplex on Conway. Conway stands up... Right into a chokeslam!"

Brad Blood: "Oh! That shook the ring! Shogun tries to grab Conway's arms... Conway quickly wrests it free! Conway ducks a wild right hand."

Jim Jackson: "Conway hits a wicked chop. Hammerlock by the challenger. Shogun pushes out of a Alexander Conway hold. Gut buster, Conway hits hard."

Brad Blood: "Conway quickly gets up... Right into a high kick by the champ! Shogun floors Alexander Conway. Shogun goes in for the kill but before he can grab Conway's leg, the challenger rolls away!"

Jim Jackson: "Shogun takes a hurrancarana from Conway! Irish whip by Conway and Shogun hits the turnbuckles hard! Conway charges in... Shogun counters an avalanche with a raised foot to the face. Big forearm by Shogun stuns Conway. Hard impact Russian legsweep by Shogun."

Brad Blood: "Conway is seeing stars I think. Shogun tries to take Conway down... Conway counters with hard elbows! Conway throws a european upper but misses!"

Jim Jackson: "Shogun snap suplexes Conway. Shogun going in for the kill... Alexander Conway hits a right hand out of nowhere sending the champ to the corner. Alexander Conway with a running dropkick into the corner. Alexander Conway blasts Shogun with a super kick. Conway looks like he's getting his groove on... Flying elbow from Alexander Conway."

Brad Blood: "Conway grabs Shogun's legs and tries to lock in a Boston crab... Shogun twists free! Shogun pulls a mule kick out of nowhere right on the family jewels! Oh that's gotta hurt."

Jim Jackson: "Stun Gun from Shogun! Shogun with a reverse suplex. Conway is down! Shogun tries to lock in a STF... Conway reverses it into a crossface! Shogun manages to grab the ropes."

Brad Blood: "Shogun gets up and Conway tackles his legs and tries to lock in a Texas cloverleaf... Shogun reverses it into an ankle lock! Conway twists himself free! Now that's good technical wrestling!"

Jim Jackson: "Shogun take Conway down and tries to apply an armbar but Conway reverses it into a triangle choke! Wait Shogun wrests himslef free and locks in a half-Boston crab! No! Conway twists free and locks in a kneebar! Shogun again wrests himself free!"

Brad Blood: "Wow what a great show of technical abilities from both wrestlers! Conway with a double leg takedown on Shogun!"

Jim Jackson: "Alexander Conway forces Shogun to the ground, catches Shogun's left arm in a leg scissor and then locks his hands over Shogun's face, pulling Shogun's head backwards executing The Prophecy! Conway locks in his finisher!

Brad Blood: "Will we see a new champ here tonight? Wait! Shogun somehow makes it to the bottom rope! Rope break!"

Jim Jackson: "Wait who's that running down to the ring? Ray Kamaura comes running down the aisle with a chair! It seems that Conway and Kamaura have put aside their differences aside and are now allies!"

Brad Blood: "Conway goes to Irish whip Shogun into the ropes. Kamaura jumps onto the apron with the chair...but Shogun reverses! Collision between Kamaura, Conway, and the chair! Alexander Conway falls to the canvas."

Jim Jackson: "Dropkick from the champ sends Kamaura down! Shogun stands over Alexander Conway who is lying on the mat face up and grasps his leg, Shogun then does a spinning toe hold and grasps the other leg, crossing them into a four locking in the Demonic Reckoning! This time Shogun has HIS finisher locked in. Conway has nowhere to go! Conway taps! Conway taps!"

Jasmine Lee: "Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match and STILL your ULOL Primo Ultimo Champion, Shogun!"

Brad Blood: "Leon Hinomoto and Ray Kamaura enters the ring, they blindside the champ! They start beating down on Shogun! Conway joins in! It's a three on one!"

Jim Jackson: "Wait! The Age of Pain comes running into the ring! Taufik, GoodFella and Schwarz attack Conway, Hinomoto and Kamaura! Looks like The Age of Pain has thrown their lot into Marcus Troy's side!"

Brad Blood: "Now it's Morbidly Unstoppable who runs into the ring and joins in the melee! It's utter chaos in the ring right now! A free for all brawl! Wait now Raven comes running into the ring! Oh man, talk about a total clusterfuck!"

Jim Jackson: "Now Zombie comes shambling in! Uh-oh, the chaos is getting out of hand, it has now spilled over to ringside! I think we better get out of here Brad."

Brad Blood: "And miss the action? No way Ji..."

BONK!

Jim Jackson: "Brad gets hit by the ring bell. I guess it's time to call it a night."




Jim Jackson: "Wow, what a night! What a night! I'm sure this PPV left everyone wanting more. Tonight, we saw new tag champions, we saw Q get stripped of his Ligero Maximo title, we saw Shogun retain his Primo Ultimo title."

Brad Blood: "Don't forget, Allister King won the golden ticket! I still can't believe that happened."

Jim Jackson: "One thing is clear tonight though, battle lines have been drawn, the war between two factions have begun. And it seems that we are out of time. Don't forget to watch the aftermath of this PPV next week at Lucha Loco. For my partner Brad Blood, this is Jim Jackson signing off."


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