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Hostile Takeover!


::The Hostile Takeove logo begins to flash on the screen. Suddenly
"Shock"
by Fear Factory begins to play and the brand spanking new HT intro
begins to
play. It starts off with a shot of High Flyer holding the US title.
Quickly
moveing into the current IWO tag team champions the Beverly Hills
Bruisers
nailing thier finishing move Sun Set in Beverly Hills. Then flashes
too a
shot of Exx nailing Ruff Ryda with the Eternal Markings out of a power
bomb
poesistion. Up next is the Foregin Legion beating the crap out of Dane
at
the PPV. A shot of Al Coholic walking to the ring with a 6-pack in
hand. A
shot of G-Dogg celebrateing after winning the Pacific title. A shot of
John
McRae holding up the North American title. It then flashes the HT logo
again
and starts up with more clips. A shot of Psycho Jay and Dan Hopkins is
shown
next. Following that you see a shot of the Prime Time Soldiers
standing in
the ring with thier arms raised in victory. The following shot is of
Dane
Wilt standing on the top rope holding the I/C tag titles, BHB holding
up
their world tag titles, and Chrome Thunder holding up his extreme title
as
dollar bills with Dane's face begins to rain down from the rafters.
Next
cuts to where War drove Rodeny Phoenix through 5 flameing tables. A
shot of
Zombie and Kell shakeing hands is then seen. Titan X-pressing some
wrestler
who is hard to see. And finally the last clip is Phelen Kell walking
down
the aisle covered in sweat and blood with his world title slung over
his
shoulder after some hard fought match. The intro cuts and you now hear
the
roaring of the crowd. We pan the crowd and you see signs like "The
Birdman
is my favriote wrestler", "Welcome back Mad Max", "Dane Wilt is a
weiner",
"Phelen Kell...wasn't he in battle tech?", and "Where's the Paciffic
Title?".
The scene then goes down to the normal Hostile Takeover announcers.
GP,
Nikki, and JT. The camera goes directly infront of them and they begin
the
normal pre-show.::

GP:WELCOME FANS TO PHOENIX ARIZONIA! WHAT A NIGHT WE HAVE FOR YOU!

JT:AHAHAHA! WE HAVE YET ANOTHER MAIN EVENT WITH PHELEN KELL AND DANE
WILT IN!
THIS FEUD IS GETTING BETTER AND BETTER EVERY WEEK! THEY TAKE ON
EACHOTHER,
WILT HAVEING HIS TRUSTED STABLE MATE CHROME THUNDER AS A PARTNER...AND
KELL
HAVEING THE VIRTUALLY UNKNOWN EVAN LEVINE AS HIS!

Nikki:I want to see the cat bowl of deathmatch for the world tag team
titles...this should be...intresting to say the least!

GP:I'll say they've been brining in stray cats all day!

JT:AHAHAHA! And we have my personally favriote match...the dreaded
ladder
match! The winner get's 10 thousand dollars but if you ask me it's not
about
the money for Ashton or Capital Punishment.

GP:I agree with that both are very high paid and I think they just
wanna
destroy eachother! This will be Cain's first match in the IWO since he
"retired" at Heatstroke after defeating Psycho Jay.

Nikki:Speaking of Psycho Jay....tonight he is gonna take on Ruff Ryda!

GP:Psycho Jay has been dominant recently but Ruff Ryda is the current
#1
contender for the TV title....this one is gonna be good!

JT:AHAHAHA...this is gonna be...<get's cut off>

["Guerrila Radio" by Rage Against The Machine begins to blast..
Everyone in
the arena gets on their feet. Out of the curtains comes Al Coholic...
Wearing
a beer stained wife beater drinking a Coors. He has baggy jeans on..
The
pyros go off as he gets a microphone]

Al Coholic:: Billion Dollar Promotion....

[The crowd begins to boo]

Al Coholic:: You see what you did to me on Meltdown!

[Al shows the scars]

Al Coholic:: But did you see what I did to you? I beat your little
friend
Chromy to a pulp. He will never dare to mess with me again. Tonight it
will
continue..

[The lights go out..]

Al Coholic:: What is this?

[The lights come back on]

Al Coholic:: Chrome Thunder, you will get yours at Ice Age come the
26th..And
tonight it continues..

["Money" by KMFDM begins to play as the lights flicker green and gold..
Fake
dollar bills begin to fall from the rafters as The Billion Dollar
Promotion
minus Chrome Thunder comes walking to the ring]

Dane Wilt:: Ally... How dare you call us.. The Billion Dollar Promotion
out..

Mike Dudley:: Yeah, you better watch yourself..

Al Coholic:: Listen you four.. Bring your asses down! Come on!

[The BDP come down as they roll in the ring Al hits Mike in the head
with the
microphone and then Dane Wilt grabs Al's left arm.. Brian Dudley grabs
his
right arm.. The lights go out. "God of Thunder" by Kiss plays.. The
lights go
back on. Chrome is in the ring with a barbed wire chair... He tatoos
Al's
head as the wire is stitching throughout his forehead..]

Chrome Thunder:: Haha, too easy!

[They all slap each others hand.. Al is unconscience on the mat.]

Brian Dudley:: What should we do with him?

Mike Dudley:: Umm, Dane?

Dane Wilt:: I got an idea..

[The Billion Dollar Promotion huddle together whispering..]

Chrome Thunder:: Okay, got it!

[They hold up Al's body.. They bring him to the back as the camera
follows.
They climb up the stairs but are only holding Al's legs as his head is
bumping each step.. Very hard. Then they are on the rafters.. Theres
the cage
that is being used for later in the night. They have handcuffs.. They
handcuff Al's arms to the cage.. They begin to lower the cage.. When
the cage
is finally lowered the lights go to grey, then to black.. When they
fade back
on the cage is fully lowered and the handcuffs are just there.. No Al..
it's
about to cut to a commercial when suddenly the arena goes black and
suddenly
Koko B Ware is standing in the middle of the ring]

KoKo B. Ware - Titan!!! Ice Age!!! I'm gonna feed you to the birds!!!

::Suddenly the following appears on the Tit-Tron.::

Extreme Match
Mr. Millennium, The Extreme ICON, The Greatest IWO World Champion of
ALL
time, Titan vs. 'The Birdman' Ko Ko B. Ware

****Commercial Break****

GP: Well next up we have a four way elimination style hardcore steel
cage
match casing some old talent along with a few new faces. It should be
something great!

JT: You ain't kidding! We have no idea what kind of goodies might be
under
that ring!

Angel: Well look at the stuff that's already inside the ring. I see
some
chairs, a couple tables, a few baseball bats, and even a fire
extinguisher or
two!

GP: Let's get to the entrances.

Announcer: Coming to the ring at this time, standing 6'1" and weighing
in at
236 lbs, one half of The Wrecking Crew, Chris Davidson!

::"F*ck Off" by Kid Rock plays and Davidson makes his way to the ring
and
gets inside the cage::

Announcer: His first opponent, standing 6'6" and weighing in at 269
lbs,
accompanied by John Smythe, Jax Stone!

::"Living Dead Girl" by Rob Zombie plays and Smythe leads Jax Stone
down to
the ring and into the cage. Smythe then goes outside the cage where
it's
much safer::

Announcer: Next, standing at 6'7" and weighing in at 257 lbs, Shawn
Carter!

::"Still D-R-E" by Dr. Dre plays and Carter makes his way to the ring
and
into the cage::

Announcer: And the final participant, standing 6'6" and weighing in at
313
lbs, Rob Kestler!

::"Freak on a Leash" by KoRn plays and Kestler comes down the ring and
steps
inside the cage as the announcer leaves and the bell rings::

GP: Anything could happen here and it probably will.

JT: Who cares. Just show me the blood and I'll be happy.

Angel: Sicko.

GP: Well it looks like they're going to start by pairing off here. Rob
goes
after Shawn and Jax links up with Chris. Rob starts sticking Shawn
with some
hard punches to the mid section and face, forcing him back into the
corner.
Rob hauls back and smacks the taste out of Shawn's mouth with a
vicious,
stinging European uppercut!

Angel: Look over on the other side of the ring though. Chris is having
his
way with Jax.

GP: He is indeed. He has Jax in a front face lock now and snap
suplexes him
over hard! But Chris hangs on! It's a rolling series of snap
suplexes!
2...3...4...5! Now Chris goes for a cover! 1...2...but Rob redirects
his
attention and breks up the cover!

JT: What're they doin'? There's weapons gentlemen! Use them for God's
sake!

GP: Well I don't know whether it's because he heard you or not JT, but
Shawn
just picked up a steel chair. Rob turns around. And Shawn nails him
square
on the top of his head! Kestler didn't even see it coming! And now
Shawn
plasters Davidson! Jax takes the opportunity to cover Rob!
1...2...and
Shawn whacks the hell out of Jax, too! Shawn is the only man standing
at
this point!

JT: See, see! I told him to use the weapons!

Angel: Oh shut up. Like any of these guys would listen to you.

GP: Carter's taking the time to set up one of the tables now. He's
putting
it in front of one of the turnbuckles. He grabs Stone up from the
wreckage
and puts him on the table. Carter goes up top. Wait a minute!
Kestler is
wailing away on Jax while he's laid out on that table! And Carter's
screaming at Rob to get out of the way, but when Kestler looks up at
Shawn,
Stone cold cocks him! Stone rolls off and pulls Kestler onto the
table! And
now Carter comes off the top rope with a big frog splash! He blasts
Rob
through the table! And he pins! 1...2...3!

JT: Kestler is gone!

Angel: Guess that's not going to be much of a debut for him.

GP: And now we're down to three. Carter's still a little woozy after
that
table attack he just pulled. But here comes Davidson and he grabs Jax,
whose
still recovering in his own right, and whips him hard into the corner.
Now
Chris runs in with a splash! No! Stone grabs a bat that was resting
against
the turnbuckle and smacks Davidson out of the air like a bug! Chris
bends
over. And Jax breaks the bat right across his spine! He covers!
1...2...and Carter flies across the ring to break up that count!

JT: Well maybe there's no blood, but at least they're breaking a bunch
of
stuff. I guess that will do nicely.

Angel: Would you clam it already! These guys are killing each other
for the
sake of entertainment! Show a little respect!

GP: And now Carter and Davidson, working together apparently, throw Jax
to
the ropes and nail him with a double clothesline on the way back!
Carter's
still pounding on Stone with a series of punches and Davidson is
setting up
the other table in the middle of the ring. And now he grabs a fire
extinguisher and covers both Carter and Stone in it! Neither of them
can see
for crap! He grabs the two of them by their necks and brings them both
down
hard with a face smash into the mat!

JT: That's what I like to see! Help a guy when it benefits you, and
then
stab them in the back!

GP: And Davidson takes a quick second to adjust the table and he lies
Stone
on it. And now he grabs Carter and pulls him up to the top rope.

Angel: What's he doing here?

GP: Well he looks to be going for a superplex onto the table which
Stone just
happens to be laid out on. This could be a match ending situation!
Wait!
Stone got up! Carter punches Davidson in the stomach and pulls him up
into a
powerbomb position! Tandem powerbomb neckbreaker onto Chris by Jax and

Shawn! Jax covers Davidson! 1...2...3! Davidson is finished here!

JT: And then there were two.

Angel: This match has been insane! What could these two possibly have
left?

GP: Well we're about to find out because both of them are up here.
They tie
up and Jax sneaks a knee into Carter's bread basket and drops him with
a DDT!
Jax is going under the ring now and brings out a steel garbage can,
some
lids, and what looks to be a few cookie sheets. He throws it all back
in the
ring except for one of the lids. He's going up top now. Carter's back
up.
Jax throws him the lid and Carter catches it. And Jax nails the lid
straight
into his head with a missile dropkick off the top! Cover! 1...2...and

Carter gets his shoulder up just in the nick of time!

JT: That was some kind of move by Stone there. Carter needs to be a
little
smarter than that though. You never catch what is thrown at you in a
hardcore match like this.

Angel: As if you would know. You wouldn't last ten seconds in this
kind of
situation with these real men. Note the keyword, JT. Real!

JT: Bite me bitch.

*SMACK*

GP: Jax has Carter up again now and he throws him into the ropes. Jax
flies
into the ropes on the far side. And both men go for a flying cross
body!
They collided like two drunk drivers on that one!

JT: Uh-oh. The ref's starting his manditory ten count.
1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...and Carter gets up by grabbing one
of the
ropes and pulling himself up and out of the ring. He goes under the
ring now
and -- what the hell? Something just pulled Carter under the ring!
You can
hear Carter screaming like hell and -- oh my God! Here he comes back
out
from under the ring! His face and chest are bloodied and beaten to a
pulp!
What is under there!

JT: I see something. It's a dog! My god! That's got to be the hugest

rottweiler I've ever seen! And it just tore Carter to pieces!

GP: Carter's back in the ring now in an attempt to escape the dog. But
he's
not paying attention to Stone! Stone kicks him in the stomach!
Elimination!
Elimination (Fame Asser) by Jax Stone! He covers! 1...2...3! And Jax
is
the winner of this match!

Announcer: The winner of this match up, Jax Stone!

GP: And now it's Jax going over to the dog and he -- he pets it on the
head?
What?

Angel: Good strategy by Stone bringing a dog in that wouldn't hurt him,
but
would tear anyone else apart! Maybe a little underhanded, but this was
a no
disqualification contest.

GP:Well I just got word that somethings going down back in the
executive
office!

::Scene cuts to the executive office. President Jamie and Chairman
Dane are
sitting at a table drinking coffee.::

Jamie:Don't you agree that the Billion Dollar Promotion is just
getting
terribley out of hand?

Dane:Oh yes sir...very much so sir.

Jamie:Okay then....go take care of it.

Dane:Yes sir....WHAT?!?

Jamie:What? What do you mean what?

Dane:They'll eat me alive sir!

Jamie:No they won't....you have power around here...just go use your
authority...push them around a bit....they'll straighten out.

Dane:I don't know sir...

Jamie:Oh come now...look at you Dane...your
the....ummmm....uhhhhh....executive bad ass of the IWO...yeah that's
it!

Dane:An executive bad ass?

Jamie:Uhhhh yeah! All the boys in the back fear you...and ummmm.....all
the
women want you!

Dane:REALLY?!?

Jamie:Of course....now go get em' tiger!

Dane:YEAH!

::Dane runs out of the office. Jamie takes a sip of his coffee and
begins to
chuckle.::

****Commercial Break****

Undercard
CyberCyclone vs. Templar

JT - Well know we get to see the worst match of this card. Cybercyclone
going
up against Templar. Now.... who the hell is Templar ??

GP - Well he might be an unknown to some but his potential speaks for
itself
.....

JT - Potential! Ha.... Nikki has potential to **** **** but...

**Smack**

GP - You done it again JT ....

Nikki - Listen... I am sick of this and I will kick your ass you know!

JT - Cum down...... get it ?? cum down!

**Smack**

GP - Enough of this guys.... we also have a veteran in this match
.....Cybercyclone. He has been in this federation for a while now and
deserves
some respect.

Nikki - Got that right ...

( "Orion" by Metallica blasts through the P.A. system as Templar walks
down
the isle and into the ring.)

Ring announcer - Standing at 6'6" and weighing in at 276 pounds!!
Templar!!!

("Are you ready?" by Creed suddenly starts playing as Cybercyclone
wastes no
time and runs down the isle , into the ring and on top of Tamplar)

GP - Wow!!! Cybercyclone isn't wasting anytime with this one!!

JT - Ah please....

GP - Templar looks helpless ....

JT - Big dummy this rookie is......he's bigger than the guy....

Nikki - Oh shut up!

GP - Cybercyclone is sure taking it to him....

JT - Oh please just end this match right here!! right now!! I'm just
thinking
of how long this match will take if Templar regains his composure.

GP - Well I'm looking forward to that JT.

Nikki - Oh my!! ....

GP - Wow.... Templar might have changed the momentum of this match when
he
just reversed a suplex throwing Cybercyclone out of the ring and into
the
Spanish announcers table!!

JT - Well they better stay away from here

GP - I hate to agree with you JT ..... but yeah

Nikki - I hope those guys are alright...

GP - Oohh!!

JT - Nothing like running into a post....

GP - Cybercyclone looks totally lost..... Templar has been dominating
lately.
Templar nails CC with a backbreaker!!

JT - Yay!! he's setting him up!!!

GP - Well not quite yet there JT but CC is on his way to a loss if he
doesn't
get up......

Nikki - Ouch!!

GP - Oh my!! Cybercyclone gets out of the way as Templar attempts a top
rope
splash!!

JT - Hey! ever try jumping into a pool on your belly ?

Nikki - Oh please don't remind me!

GP - This had to be way worse JT.

JT - Yeah well he's already up !

GP - They are exchanging punches!! Templar nails him with a kick to the

mid-section!!...... throws him straight into the turnbuckle!! starts
punching
away!!

Nikki - I hope he doesn't try to suplex him from the top rope or
something
like that!!

JT - What are you guys ?? psychics??

GP - Templar is trying to get CC up on top of the turnbuckle!! setting
him up
for a suplex!! BUT NO!! CC IS REVERSING IT!! YES!! THE CYBERCITY DDT!!
......

JT - FINALLY THIS CRAP IS FREAKING OVER!!

GP - AND HE NAILS IT!! HE PINS HIM!

1

2

3!!

DING DING DING

Nikki - I knew this rookie wouldn't last......

GP - Well Cybercyclone showed signs of slowing down but he still hasnt
lost
the ability of finishing a match.

JT - What's next!

GP - Well I'm not sure what match but we have Stinkey backstage with
Shawn
Carter!!

Nikki - Oh I can't wait to see him return!!

GP - Stinkey ??

( Scene moves backstage where Shawn Carter is shown wearing a
camouflage
jumpsuit. Stinkey has the mic)

Stinkey B. Wizzelcheeks - Thank you GP..... I am here with who they
call
"Half-man, Half-amazing"......Shawn Carter

Shawn - Wut up

Stinkey - So Shawn ..... what kind of match do you expect from your
opponents
tonight ?

Shawn - Well I expect this match to be tough especially because it's my
first
one inside a steel cage.

Stinkey - Well you get to face Jax Stone once again at the PPV..... is
it
good to fight him now as well ?

Shawn - Well yeah , because I'll get to see what kind of wrestler he
is.
Words don't mean much when it comes down to wrestling.

Stinkey - Anything else you would like to say?

Shawn - Yah......love you mom!......peace

Stinkey - Well that's it from here guys!

::The scene cuts and you see Chairman Dane walking up the stairs. When
he
get's to the top you see a sign of the Billion Dollar Promotion's
luxerey
box. Chairman Dane walks right in and the camera follows him.
Chairman Dane
has on a lame brown suit, Chairman Dane is tall and lankey and weighs
about
160. He has a pair of sun glasses on and is trying to look like a real
bad
ass.::

C. Dane:Okay guys...the executive board has had enough of you...

Dane:Shutup suit! Your nothing more then Jamie's new bitch!

C. Dane:HEY! I am an Executive Bad Ass and I demand R-E-S-P-E-C-T!

Chrome Thunder:What's Repeat have to do with anything?

Brian:He spelled Respect Chrome.

Dane:Look buddy get out of my luxerey box...go back to Jamie...and
continue
to have your nose or ummmm whatever peice of flesh you happen to use up

Jamie's ass!

::All members of the Billion Dollar Promotion begin to laugh.::

C. Dane:Your luckey I don't get your little joke...but I will say that
if you
do ANYTHING else tonight....well heads are gonna roll...I'd hate to
hurt any
of you!

::The Billion Dollar Promotion all stand up and begin to walk towards
Chairman Dane who cowers in fear. Suddenly Carren Dudley Brian's wife
walks
in.::

Carren:HI GUYS! Sorry I haven't been around in awhile!

C. Dane:Heeeey baby...you wanna get with the Executive Bad Ass?
MEOOOOW!

Carren:AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Sorry pencil dick...I require a
real
man...not...hehe...ummmmm...an intern to the president!

C. Dane:But....but...I'm the executive bad ass...you want me...and they
fear
me.

Dane:FEAR THIS BITCH!

::Chairman Dane turns around and Dane Face Lifts him. Chairman Dane
falls
down...it looks like he might be near death. The Bruisers drag him
out. The
entire Promotion begins to laugh as the camera does a close up on the
beaten
up Dane.::

****Commercial Break****

John Wade vs Virtual Violater

GP:HEre comes a good one...we got two youngsters ready to get it on
here on
Hostile Takeover!

Nikki:Uh oh I gotta go to the little girls room! (see get's up and runs
off)

JT:AHAHAHA! She's bloody!

*SLAP*

JT:AH! DAMNIT!

Angel:You didn't think I wouldn't show up did you!

GP:Hehe hello Angel!

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman, making his way down the aisle at
this
time, weighing in at 200 lbs and standing at 6 feet 5 inches...he is,
VIRTUAL
VIOLATER!!!

(Virtual Violater makes his way down to the ring to a reasonable
reception
from the crowd. He enters the ring and waits for his opponent).

GP: What do you make of this guy JT. Think he'll make it big here in
the IWO?

JT: Pah, are you crazy? He aint gonna' get nowhere in the federation.
Aint
that right Angel?

Angel: Whatever you say, buddy!

Ring Announcer: And his opponent. Weighing 245 lbs and standing at a
height
of 6 feet 4 inches. He is 'THE NATURAL' JOHN WADE!!!

(John Wade walks down the aisle to a chorus of boo's. Wade soaks up the

hostility and enters the ring).

JT: Now, this is a guy I can't stand. What a moron!!

GP: He's had some harsh things to say about you too, you know. Have you
heard?

JT: Yeah, I have actually. He talks a hell of a lot of shit. What's he
talking about one day he's gonna' come over to the announcers table and
slap
me. I'll give him a good slap if he isn't careful, that'll teach him a
lesson
in manners!

Angel: Yah, sure!

<DING, DING, DING>

JT: You think I wouldn't give this idiot a sla..

Angel: Shut up and call the match!

(The two men lock up in the middle of the ring, and VV gets the early
advantage by placing John Wade in a headlock. Wade is able to power out
of
this however, and whips VV in to the ropes. VV rebounds back out, and
John
Wade executes a good back body drop. VV lands hard on the mat, and
clutches
his lower back. John Wade runs immediately in to the ropes, and drops a
knee
to the face of VV. VV raises his hands to his face, but John Wade gives
him
little or no time recover, as he immediately picks him up by the hair
and
hurls him to the outside of the ring).

GP: John Wade is taking this one to the outside already!

JT: Should disqualify him. The idiot!

(Wade rams VV's head against the fan barricade, which sends VV to the
floor.
John Wade climbs up to the apron, and drops an elbow on VV).

Angel: Nice move from Wade. He's rally going for it here!

(VV looks hurt after the elbow drop, but still Wade is relentless, and
pulls
him to his feet and Irish whips him in to the steel ring steps. The
impact
can be heard, as VV grimaces in pain. The crowd give Wade some heel
heat, as
he slowly approaches VV, and roll him back in to the ring. He too
enters the
ring and goes for the cover).

GP: I wouldn't be surprised if this was all. Virtual Violator has taken
some
real punishment already.

1

2

(Kick out from VV. This one isn't over yet. Wade quickly pulls VV back
to an
upright position and takes him towards the corner of the ring. He
attempts an
Irish whip in to the opposite corner, but VV rverses it, bu John Wade
reverses it again and whips VV in to the corner they originally started
at).

JT: Come on Violater you big pussy, kick this guys ass.

GP: Violater can't seem to get any momentum going in this match. He
needs to
do something quickly, otherwise John Wade is gonna' win this one with
ease.

(John Wade begins to unload on VV's head with some lefts and rights, VV
is
taking some real punishment early on. However, as the referee isn't
looking,
VV gives Wade a kick way south of the border, and Wade folds in to with
pain
after the sneaky low blow).

GP: Oh, a low blow from Virtual Violater. The referee doesn't seem to
have
noticed it.

JT: GREAT CHEAP SHOT. That's the kinda' wrestling I like to see. Give
that
idiot Wade another one for me.

(Violater takes a moment or two to compose himself after the onslaught
he has
just received from Wade. He hops up on to the second turnbuckle and
drops an
elbow right in to the groin of John Wade. Wade yells in pain).

GP: Another low blow from Violater. He'll be lucky if he doesn't get
disqualified here.

Angel: I don't think the referee has spotted it actually.

(Indeed, the blatant low-blow goes un-noticed by the referee, and
Violater
goes for the pin).

GP: This ones over. Two vicious low blows from Violater.

(The referee begins his count).

1



2



3

GP: Yep, that's it, it's.oh no, 2 the referee says.

JT: That was three. That was obviously three.

Angel: I'd have to say, I thought that was three as well. OOOOOOOOOH,
controversy.

(Virtual Violater looks up at the referee, and questions him about the
speed
of the count, but the referee is having none of it, and orders VV to
get on
with the match. VV begrudgingly does so, he believes he had the match
won. VV
picks Wade up by the scruff of the neck, and whips him in to the
corner. Wade
bounces back out off of the tunrbuckle and lands face down on the
floor. VV
quickly dashes to the outside and begins to climb to the top
turnbuckle. He
steadies himself, and waits for Wade to get to his feet. Wade is now
onhis
feet, and VV launches himself at him and hits with a superb missile
drop kick
right to the kisser).

GP: Great move.

JT: Now Pin him!

(VV does pin Wade, and the referee begins to count).

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3



GP: Noooooo, shoulder up just in time. MAN that's been two close calls
for
now for Wade. The tables have really been turned now, VV is the man on
top!



(Wade looks to be hurting, but realsises that at this minute he is in
desperate trouble and hits VV is the stomach with a fairly light punch
that
has little effect on VV. VV attempts to grab wades hair, but he throws
out
another right hand, this one carrying a little more power. He throws
out a
third punch, and this time he has VV reeling. Wade gets to his feet,
and
continues to throw punches at VV, and the look to be having an affect.
He
runs off of the ropes, looking to hit VV with a big right hand that
would
surely knock him to the mat, but Violater still has his wits about him
and
connects with a huge Lariat that sends Wade right back to where he
started..flat on his back on the canvas).

JT: Ha ha, Wades such an idiot.

Angel: He looked to be getting back in to it then, but Virtual Violater
put a
stop to that.

(VV takes a little time to compose himself once again after those stiff

punches from Wade. VV begins to stomp on the head of Wade vigourously,
until
the referee tells him to stop. VV then exits the ring, and climbs to
the top
turnbuckle. He holds two arms in the air, as if signalling something).

JT: What's he doing here?

GP: I think I know what's coming.

Angel: So do I, his own version of the Shooting Star Press, a move he
calls
'Avenged'.

(VV steadies himself, before launching himself off of the top rope and
performing his impressive signature move. However, Wade spots him
coming, and
rolls out of the way JUST in time, sending VV crashing to the matress).

JT: HE MISSED IT!

GP: Oooooooooooooh, that's gotta' hurt. Virtual Violater lands face
first
flat on the mat.

Angel: OUCH!

(VV squirms around on the canvas in pain, and Wade thanks his lucky
stars he
got out of the way of the devastating, acrobatic move that would have
certainly sealed the victory for Violater. Wade manages to roll over,
and
cover Violater with one arm).

GP: We've got a pin here, this one could be all over!

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3

GP: YE..NOOO, my God, how close was that.

JT: Too f*ckin' close and..oh damn, their sensoring me again, what the
f*cks
the matter with these c*nts?

(Wade manages to scramble to his feet first with the aid of the ropes,
and VV
is up to his feet again soon afterwards. Wade headbutts VV, and VV
returns
one back to Wade. Wade hits VV with another headbutt, and this time
there is
no reply from VV. Wade punches VV to the head, but Violater counters
the
attack with a rake to the eye and a lightening quick roll up pin).

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KICK OUT

GP: Good God, where did that come from?

Angel: Wade looks as shocked as we are!

(Wade is quickly back to his feet, but Violater quickly drop kicks him
and
sends him crashing in to the referee, who falls to the outside of the
ring,
and knocks himself seemingly unconscious).

GP: The referees out of it. He's been knocked out by Wade.

JT: Disqualify Wade. The moron!

(Violater takes this oppurtunity to go to the outside andpick up a
steel
chair which he throws in to the ring. Wade is now back to his feet, and

immediately attacks Violater on his return to the ring. The two begin
to
brawl, and Wade gets the upper hand. He slams Violater on the mat, and
follows up very quickly with a leg drop, and goes for the cover, not
yet
realising that the referee has been knocked out).

JT: Ha ha, what an idiot, the referee been knocked unconsciuous..by
YOU!!!

GP: I think he's realised now.

(Wade gets up, and goes to the outside of the ring, where he spots the
referee, down and out! He shakes his head, but then picks up another
chair
and throws that in to the ring too).

JT: What's he doing?

Angel: I don't know, but whatever it is doesn't look good at all for
Virtual
Violater!

(He opens up both steel chairs, and places them next to one another
next to
the turnbuckle. He then picks up VV, and delivers a hard headbutt,
which
looks to break his nose as blood gushes out. He takes him over to the
corner,
and begins to climb to the top rope..with VV. Wade steadies himself and

Violater as they stand at the top of the turnbuckle. Wade then places
VV's
head between his legs, as if setting him up for a powerbomb).

GP: Uh uh, no way, of he does this it'll kill VV.

JT: Wake up ref and disqualify this idiot!

(As JT says this, Wade lifts VV up over his head, and delivers huge
powerbomb
off of the top rope, which sends VV CRASHING THROUGH TWO STEEL
CHAIRS!!!!!).

GP: OH...

JT: ..MY...

Angel: ...GOD!!!!!

GP: That's it, VV's dead!

(Wade stands triumphantly on the top turnbuckle, ars raised in the air.
He
then throws both steel chairs out of the ring, and approaches the
announce
booth.)

JT: What's he comin' over here for?


(Wade then grabs the ice cold water that JT was drinking off of the
desk, and
splashes all over the referees face. This brings him back to
consciousness.
Wade rolls him back in to the ring, and covers Violater.)

JT: That idiot wasted all of my watewr. You wait till I get my hands on
him!

(The very, very groggy referee begins to make a slow, slow 3 count).

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<DING, GING, DING)

Ring Announcer: The winner of this match 'THE NATURAL' JOHN WADE!

GP: Well, that was sheer brutality that won the match for Wade. VV must
be in
agony!

JT: The only way he could get a win was through cheating. And, what's
more,
he threw my water all over the floor!

Angel: Let's take another look at that move!

(A replay of the hellacious powerbomb is played on our screens again in
slow
motion).

GP: That was a sickening move, and I don't doubt that Violaterwill be
taking
a trip to the hospital after this one. We've still got tons of action
for you
this week on Hostile Takeover, so stay tuned!

Angel: Yeah, we'll be back right after these messages!

GP:Now John Wade is stareing at Virtual Violater...two refs are helping
VV
stand up...Wade just walked behind him.....OH! belly to back suplex on
the
injured VV! Wade is now stomping away on him! Wade grabs a ref...tosses
him
out....and spinning heel kicks the other one out of the ring! Wade is
now
stomping awat on Violater, he flips around him....NATURAL CAUSES (Cross

Face). OH! LISTEN TO VV SCREAM TO GET OUT!

JT:AHAHAHA! THIS JOHN WADE ISN'T TOO BAD!

Angel:THE REF FINALLY HAVE WADE OF OFF VV! NOW THEIR GETTING WADE TO
THE
BACK...WADE IS...IS...IS...

JT:AHAHAHAHA! A HEEL!

::Nikki comes back::

Nikki:Thanks Angel

Angel:No prob Nikki...see ya later.

::Angel runs off::

Nikki:: What a match that was!

JT:: Yeah I know, even though there wasn't as much blood loss as I
wanted..
But all in all it was a great match..

GP:: Now what is there to do?

["Oh Yeah(Local H") plays as The Billion Dollar Promotion comes to the
ring..]

Dane Wilt:: Welcome back.. I am your role model.. Dane Wilt, the next
IWO
World Champion..

Chrome Thunder:: Hey Dane have you reallized everyone of us has a title
belt?

Dane Wilt:: Yeah..

Voice:: PROMOTION!!!

Dane:Hmmmmm....I wonder who that is....gee let's see....who have we had

problems with tonight that would have the balls to do that? Shouldn't
you be
drunk by now?

Voice:: You will get yours tonight..<Laughs>

Dane:oooooooooooooo boogey boogey boogey!

Chrome Thunder:That's about as scary as Chairman Dane!

Brian:What a weiner!

****Commercial Break****

Dark Insanity vs. Danny Lovett

GP:Both these rookies are pretty hot right now! Dark Insanity won via
DQ
against our Television Champion Psycho Jay. And Danny Lovett is
currently
undefeated.

JT:AHAHAHA! JOBBERS!

Nikki:Let's go down to the ring for ring announcements!

Ring Announcer:Coming to the ring first...weighing in at 260 here is
Dark
Insanity!

::"Breathe" by Prodigy begins to play as Dark Insanity walks to the
ring The
crowd send out mix reactions.::

Ring Announcer:And his opponent he weighs in at 258 pounds. Here is
Danny
"Bloodlust" Lovett!

::"Your crazy" by G & R begins to play as Danny Lovett comes to the
ring.::

GP:They lock up...take down by Lovett...Insanity rolls out both men are
up
hip toss by Lovett.

JT:AHAHAHAHA! Dark Insanity is up...leg lift by Lovett! Dark Insanity
rolls
out.

GP:Lovett off the ropes suicide dive onto Dark Insanity!

JT:Dark Insanity is really looking like shit!

GP:Lovett has Insanity up...slams him face first into the ring post!

Nikki:Now Lovett is stomping away on him!

GP:Lovett has Insanity up and just tossed him in the ring.

JT:Lovett just whipped him into the ropes telegraphs the back body drop

Insanity nails a ddt. AHAHAHA!

GP:Now Insanity has Lovett up...throws him into the ropes...spinning
heel
kick!

Nikki:Dark Insanity has him up...double arm DDT! The
cover...1....2.....no
kick out by Lovett!

GP:Now Dark Insanity has him up...throws him into the ropes...scoops
him up
in a powerbomb...OH! HEAD FIRST ONTO THE TOP ROPE!

Nikki:Now Dark Insanity pulled him out a bit...Insanity up top....MOON
SAULT!
NO HE MISSED IT!

GP:Both men are down!

Nikki:Neither are up...

JT:Lovett just got up on one knee...he is now up on both feet...he runs
at
Insanity clothesline! Lovett has him up now neck breaker! Now Lovett is
up
top...big splash...NO! MISSD!

GP:Now Dark Insanity has Lovett up...pile driver! Now off the
ropes...leg
drop! Insanity now has him up again...HE GOES FOR THE SWITCH BLADE
(STUNNER)
NO LOVETT ROLLS GRABS HIM AND NAILS HIM WITH A RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX!

Nikki:Lovett now has Dark Insanity up and it's a face buster!

GP:Uh oh I think I know what's up next....he's got him up
again...scoops him
up for the vertical suplex....NO! It's Lovett's version of the jack
knife...the BLOOD LUST BOMB! THE COVER...1....2...3! Lovett is still
undefeated!

Winner:Danny Lovett

GP:What's up now?

Nikki:Well Lovett just left the ring...and now we got....

JT:AHAHAHAHA! I get to give the Veitnam Veteran and interview!

GP:Oh this should be good....

::JT get's up and runs to the ring.::

Nikki:God this is gonna suck....

GP:Yes I do believe it will...

::in the ring::

JT: We are just 8 days away from the next IWO PPV called Ice Age. A PPV
that
looks great from head to toe. Well I am going to interview one of the
people
involved in the Main Event. Somebody who as far as I'm concerned
doesn't even
deserve to be anywhere near the arena on December 26th much less in the
main
event. Now the main event is called the "perfection match" but I see
little
that is perfect about my guest except to say that he's a royal holier
than
thou pain in the ass. Now I'm not talking about Phelen Kell or Dane
Wilt, I'm
talking about the man who just this week was appointed as the special
guest
referee, your own precious little boy from Surprise Arizona (cheers are

heard) The Vietnam Veteran. So Veteran get your funky old ass out here
and
try to do it before the show is over all right?

(The Ultimate Warrior's WWF music is heard as The Vietnam Veteran makes
his
way to the ring. He has a scowling look on his face directed at JT.
Getting
into the ring he goes up to the 2nd turnbuckle on each of the 4 sides
of the
ring to salute the crowd who cheer for him wildly)

JT: Now Veteran lets get right to the bread and butter here. Who did
you
bribe to get this assignment?

V.V.: You better be choosing your words more carefully JT or else
you'll be
spending Christmas in the hospital. I was asked to be a special guest
referee
for the main event and I said yes. They knew that when Kell and Wilt
would
duke it out it would be a war, so who better to referee a war than
somebody
who had been in a war.

JT: So you have no plans to screw Kell out of the title or no plans to
screw
Wilt from getting the title. I may have been born at night but it
wasn't last
night. I have yet to see a special guest referee who didn't wind up
directly
causing the end of a match.

V.V.: I don't know Phelen Kell or Dane Wilt, I have no preference to or

grudge against either one of these wrestlers. I have been doing my best
to
avoid both men to make sure my neutrality stays firm. I am taking this
match
very seriously. Not only is the worlds title on the line, so is my
reputation
and that is something I value greatly, especially now that I'm retired
as a
wrestler.

JT: But can you stand up to the brutal pace that Wilt and Kell will
have? You
see the fans don't realize this yet but you are so out of shape right
now
that when they start pinning each other left and right you'll be
standing
there with your tounge sticking out sucking wind. I followed you today
Veteran during your workout and taped the whole sorry episode.

(A Video pops on the screen, Veteran is running, his sweat is soaking
the
fatigue shirt he wears, his running in labored, eventually he stops and

throws up on the side of the road. Getting back up he runs a little
farther
before he collapses. He struggles to get up to continue running.)

JT: Not a pretty site isn't it. Then there was this sorry spectacle.

(Veteran walks around a makeshift ring as the loudspeaker plays a match

between Ricky Steamboat and Randy Savage (WM3). Every time he hears a
pin
attempt he falls to his stomach to count)

JT: Now at first you weren't to bad there Veteran but as you went
on.....well
lets look.

(The speaker is now playing the Brian Pillman-Jushin Liger match from
SuperBrawl. Veteran is having trouble keeping up with the constant two
counts. He falls further and further behind the pace.)

JT: Now its all right to admit that you can't handle the responsibility
of
this. After all there is no shame. You've just finsihed your cancer
treatement. Just go to the board and tell them you can't do this
because
you're washed up and ...........

(The Veteran grabs JT by the throat and pushes him against the
turnbuckle to
the delight of the crowd. He continues to choke him as the fans cheer
their
approval)

V.V.: Lets get something straight you sorry sack of shit. Don't you
ever dare
say that when the bell rings that The Vietnam Veteran won't be ready. I
may
not be where I need to be physically for this match right now but I've
still
got 8 days to make myself ready and I will be ready. I am going to ref
the
match, ref it properly and when it is all said and done will give the
world
title and raise the hand to whoever the winner is and if you ever dare
come
into this ring and try to talk crap about me like this again I'm going
to
show you just how this so called "Washed Up" wrestler can still rip
your
joints from your sockets and put them back in places they weren't
designed to
go.

(Veteran releases the choke as JT gasps for air. Veteran takes the
microphone
from JT and walks to the middle of the ring)

V.V.: So Sunday Dec. 26th I will be there for a hell of a match as the
special guest referee. Wilt, Kell May the better man win but know
you'll be
in a war, and as everybody here knows from watching me wrestler.
(smiles) WAR
IS HELL!!!! (The Veteran holds the microphone up in the air as the fans
start
to chant "and so am I")

(Veteran throws the microphone hard at JT where it his him in the head.

V.V.: Now earn your pay and do your stinking job right for once JT!

::Commercial Break::

We go to Stinkey B. Wizzelcheeks, IWO's new corrospondent. He stands in
teh
luxery box with the Billion Dollar Promotion.)

Stinkey B. Wizzelcheeks: Fans, I'm standing here with the entire
Billion
Dollar Promotion. Tonight, they are ALL in matches. Let's start out
with BHB.
Guys, what are you thinking about facing your old rivals, the Prep
Kids?

Brian: Hang on. What's your name?

Stinkey B. Wizzelcheeks: I'm not answering that again!

Brian: Hey, we can have you thrown out of here IN A SECOND. Unless you
tell
us what your name is, we're going to have to have you thrown out.

Stinkey B. Wizzelcheeks: STINKEY B. WIZZELCHEEKS! THAT IS MY NAME! LIVE
WITH
IT!

Michael: What a sorry ass name. You must have been beaten up a lot as a
child.

SBW: I HAVE A GREAT NAME! ANSWER MY QUESTION!

Michael: Cool man. Well, we don't really care about facing the God
forsaken
team of the Prep Kids. I mean, all they are is a jobber team. We've
beaten
them before, and do it again.

Brian: Yeah. Let's face it. The only reason the Prep Kids are here is
because
the board needed a team for us to quote quote "fued" with. All I have
to say
is, the cats will be more of a problem than them.

Dane: That's it for now! Leave Wizzel!

SBW: It's Wizzel.....

(Wizzelcheeks is grabbed by some security guards and dragged out of the

luxery box.)

JT: We are just 8 days away from the next IWO PPV called Ice Age. A PPV
that
looks great from head to toe. Well I am going to interview one of the
people
involved in the Main Event. Somebody who as far as I'm concerned
doesn't even
deserve to be anywhere near the arena on December 26th much less in the
main
event. Now the main event is called the "perfection match" but I see
little
that is perfect about my guest except to say that he's a royal holier
than
thou pain in the ass. Now I'm not talking about Phelen Kell or Dane
Wilt, I'm
talking about the man who just this week was appointed as the special
guest
referee, your own precious little boy from Surprise Arizona (cheers are

heard) The Vietnam Veteran. So Veteran get your funky old ass out here
and
try to do it before the show is over all right?

(The Ultimate Warrior's WWF music is heard as The Vietnam Veteran makes
his
way to the ring. He has a scowling look on his face directed at JT.
Getting
into the ring he goes up to the 2nd turnbuckle on each of the 4 sides
of the
ring to salute the crowd who cheer for him wildly)

JT: Now Veteran lets get right to the bread and butter here. Who did
you
bribe to get this assignment?

V.V.: You better be choosing your words more carefully JT or else
you'll be
spending Christmas in the hospital. I was asked to be a special guest
referee
for the main event and I said yes. They knew that when Kell and Wilt
would
duke it out it would be a war, so who better to referee a war than
somebody
who had been in a war.

JT: So you have no plans to screw Kell out of the title or no plans to
screw
Wilt from getting the title. I may have been born at night but it
wasn't last
night. I have yet to see a special guest referee who didn't wind up
directly
causing the end of a match.

V.V.: I don't know Phelen Kell or Dane Wilt, I have no preference to or

grudge against either one of these wrestlers. I have been doing my best
to
avoid both men to make sure my neutrality stays firm. I am taking this
match
very seriously. Not only is the worlds title on the line, so is my
reputation
and that is something I value greatly, especially now that I'm retired
as a
wrestler.

JT: But can you stand up to the brutal pace that Wilt and Kell will
have? You
see the fans don't realize this yet but you are so out of shape right
now
that when they start pinning each other left and right you'll be
standing
there with your tounge sticking out sucking wind. I followed you today
Veteran during your workout and taped the whole sorry episode.

(A Video pops on the screen, Veteran is running, his sweat is soaking
the
fatigue shirt he wears, his running in labored, eventually he stops and

throws up on the side of the road. Getting back up he runs a little
farther
before he collapses. He struggles to get up to continue running.)

JT: Not a pretty site isn't it. Then there was this sorry spectacle.

(Veteran walks around a makeshift ring as the loudspeaker plays a match

between Ricky Steamboat and Randy Savage (WM3). Every time he hears a
pin
attempt he falls to his stomach to count)

JT: Now at first you weren't to bad there Veteran but as you went
on.....well
lets look.

(The speaker is now playing the Brian Pillman-Jushin Liger match from
SuperBrawl. Veteran is having trouble keeping up with the constant two
counts. He falls further and further behind the pace.)

JT: Now its all right to admit that you can't handle the responsibility
of
this. After all there is no shame. You've just finsihed your cancer
treatement. Just go to the board and tell them you can't do this
because
you're washed up and ...........

(The Veteran grabs JT by the throat and pushes him against the
turnbuckle to
the delight of the crowd. He continues to choke him as the fans cheer
their
approval)

V.V.: Lets get something straight you sorry sack of shit. Don't you
ever dare
say that when the bell rings that The Vietnam Veteran won't be ready. I
may
not be where I need to be physically for this match right now but I've
still
got 8 days to make myself ready and I will be ready. I am going to ref
the
match, ref it properly and when it is all said and done will give the
world
title and raise the hand to whoever the winner is and if you ever dare
come
into this ring and try to talk crap about me like this again I'm going
to
show you just how this so called "Washed Up" wrestler can still rip
your
joints from your sockets and put them back in places they weren't
designed to
go.

(Veteran releases the choke as JT gasps for air. Veteran takes the
microphone
from JT and walks to the middle of the ring)

V.V.: So Sunday Dec. 26th I will be there for a hell of a match as the
special guest referee. Wilt, Kell May the better man win but know
you'll be
in a war, and as everybody here knows from watching me wrestler.
(smiles) WAR
IS HELL!!!! (The Veteran holds the microphone up in the air as the fans
start
to chant "and so am I")

(Veteran throws the microphone hard at JT where it his him in the head.

V.V.: Now earn your pay and do your stinking job right for once JT!

::Scene cuts and you see Phelen Kell's locker room. Harlequin and
Ashton are
playing WM2000 on the N64 and Evan Levine and Phelen Kell are standing
by
with Stinkey B. Wizzelcheek.::

SBW:Well I'm here with IWO world champion Phelen Kell...who tonight
will team
with newcomer Evan Levine. Kell what are your thoughts?

Phelen:Well Stinkey...hehe...

SBW:DAMN WHEN WILL THAT STOP BEING FUNNY!

Phelen:Sorry..anyways...tonight yet again Wilt gets us in a tag
match...see
it's simple...Wilt doesn't have the balls to face me one on one. I
mean if
he wants to put the "Extreme Icon" in my way...god I hope titan kicks
his ass
for that...anyways I will destroy Daney boy and Chromey...because well
I'm
just better then them!

Evan:Kell this is gonna be awesome! Look at me I've been in the fed for
a few
weeks now and I'm already teaming with the world champ! Think about it
Wilt...does this not say something for my ability? Chromey your ass is
grass
tonight! Wilt...Kell's gonna take care of you again!

SBW:Well thanks alot.

::Scene cuts and you see the Project Deuce logo.::

Deuce:This is a challenge to the winner of tonights tag team
championship
match....anytime anywhere any rules...we are the best tag team in the
fed
today...and we demand a chance to prove it!

::scene fades::

***Commercial Break***

GP: Fans, this next match is going to be AWESOME!

JT: Yeah. TV title match. Sure.

Nikki: Why are you so against this match?

JT: Quite frankly, neither of these two guys has any star power.

GP: COME ON! It's Psycho Jay and Ruff Ryda!

JT: Like I said. No star power.

GP: There is a ton of star power there.

JT: I don't see it.

GP: Come on! These guys are big stars!

JT: What has Psycho Jay done? He won the TV title, but has never
defended it
cleanly.

GP: What about Ruff Ryda?

JT: I've got nothing on this guy.

GP: Well, this could be his big chance to move up in the IWO World.

JT: I doubt it.

Nikki: Well, let's get to the match!

("Ambitionz Az A Ryda" by 2Pac starts as Ruff Ryda walks out. He looks
around
the top of the ramp and then walks to the ring.)

GP: This is his big chance!

JT: Yeah. To move up to the *yawn* TV title.

Nikki: You aren't into this belt that much, are you?

JT: Haven't we been over this?

Nikki: I really think your just mad that you can never have a title.

JT: NOPE! I could take the TV title anytime I wanted to!

GP: I doubt it.

JT: I COULD!

("Divine" by Korn starts as Psycho Jay walks out. The fans give him a
lot of
heat as he walks to the ring.)

JT: If there has be in a winner in this, I like Jay. He's got the right

attitude.

GP: Nah! Jay may be the champ, but he has yet to defend the title with
anything besides DQ's.

Nikki: Maybe this will be the first time.

JT: I think it will be, if there has to be a winner.

GP: Here we go! Both men tie up in the middle of the ring.

JT: HUGE move!

GP: Shut up!

Nikki: Jay delivers a DDT to Ryda. This is what Jay needs to win this
thing.
Keep Ryda at Jay's pace.

JT: Ryda gets up quickly and punches Jay in the jaw. He delivers
another one.
There's another.

GP: This is Ryda's fight! Brawling will win this thing for Ryda!

Nikki: Ryda grabs Jay. Ruff Ryda's Role (Rock Bottom)! He hit is on
Jay! Jay
is out!

JT: NO!

GP: WAIT! HERE COMES VINCENT WITH A CHAIR!

JT: DO SOMETHING VINCENT!

Nikki: Vincent slides in the ring and swings the chair at Ryda. RYDA
DUCKS!

GP: RUFF RYDA'S ROLE TO VINCENT!

JT: Vincent is down and Ruff Ryda has the chair!

GP: Jay is staggering to his feet. HE GETS NAILED WITH THE CHAIR!

Nikki: Vincent gets up and goes after Ruff Ryda. Both of them are
brawling
now!

GP: The ref has lost control! He's calling for the bell! It's a double
DQ!

Nikki: And so the lame duck reign of Psycho Jay continues!

JT: IT'S NOT HIS FUALT! IT'S ALL RUFF RYDA'S FUALT!

GP: None the less, Psycho Jay is still the champ!

::Cut to the back Chairman Dane is limping into Jamie's office.::

C.Dane:uhhhhh sir....

Jamie:Good lord boy! What the hell happened?

C.Dane:Uhhhh well sir...they ummmm got me.

Jamie:But, your the executive bad ass!

C.Dane:I'm gonna pass out...please don't let me swollow my tongue!

::Dane fals to the floor.::

Jamie:Wait Wilt...you'll get yours soon enough!

***Commercial Break***

GP: Fans....HERE WE GO FOR A HUGE MATCH!

JT: For once, I'm going to have to agree.

Nikki: This is a first.

JT: Yeah. This one is actaully going to be good. We've got Ashton Cain
going
against Cappy.

GP: IN A LADDER MATCH!

Nikki: How can it get much better?

JT: If you were wearing a thong.

Nikki: Who says I'm not?

JT: REALLY! CAN I SEE?

*SLAP!*

GP: You never learn JT.

JT: Yes I do!

GP: HOW!?!

JT: Well, I now drink a lot of alcohol before we come out here. That
way, I
don't feel the slap as bad.

GP: The alcohol actually explains a lot.

Nikki: Yeah!

GP: WELL, THE MATCH HAS STARTED IN THE BACK!

JT: Both men now battle their way down toward the ring. Cain grabs
Cappy.
Running powerbomb! Nice move!

GP: There is actually a dent on the walkway where Cappy landed!

Nikki: It's got to be a lot for that walkway to hold.

GP: Cain sets Cappy up for a suplex. NOPE! Cappy reverses it and
suplexs Cain.

Nikki: Cappy grabs the ladder and drives it RIGHT into Cain's back!
Someone
call a chiropractor!

JT: Cain will get over it.

GP: I hope so, because Cappy has him by the neck. He chokeslams him
right
onto the ladder!

JT: Cain is laying on it in pain. This may not be the come back he
wanted!

Nikki: Cain has a way of coming back from things like this. Don't count
him
out yet.

GP: It may be time to start. Cappy has the ladder and is heading toward
the
ring AND THE MONEY!

JT: He's in the ring and is setting up the ladder! He's starting to
climb!
He's almost there!

Nikki: NO! Cain is on the top rope!

JT: CAPPY ALMOST HAS IT!

Nikki: CAIN JUMPS!

GP: CAIN DROP KICKS THE LADDER OVER!

JT: That was CLOSE!

Nikki: TOO close.

GP: Cappy has fallen outside the ring, and is out cold outside. Cain to
the
top. SYNTON BOMB FROM THE TOP TO THE OUTSIDE!

JT: It's a good thing for Cain Cappy didn't move. That would have
killed him
to hit the concrete like that!

GP: Cain SLIDES in the ring and is setting up the ladder! He's going up
top!
WAIT!

JT: Cappy just got up and is going into the ring.

Nikki: He grabs Cain by the neck. CHOKESLAM OFF THE LADDER!

JT: Cappy is starting to climb again. There is NO way Cain can get up
in time.

GP: Cappy is almost there!

Nikki: CAIN LOOKS UP AND SEES HIM UP THERE! HE REACHES OUT AND PUSHES
THE
LADDER! IT FALLS!

GP: Cappy lands on the ropes in an, um, BAD position.

JT: He'll be singing higher in the shower tonight!

Nikki: Cain gets up. He thrust kicks him off the ropes!

GP: Cain gets on the ring apron. LIONSAULT ONTO CAPPY!

JT: Cain grabs a chair. He drives it into Cappy's leg!

GP: He's probably trying to make it so he can't climb the ladder now.

Nikki: It's actually a good idea.

GP: Of course it is! Cappy can't climb, he can't win!

JT: HE JUST DROVE IT INTO HIS NECK! HE'S TRYING TO KILL HIM NOW!

Nikki: It's actaully a good idea.

GP: Of course it is! Cappy is dead, Cappy can't win!

JT: I can't even comment on that.

GP: Cain has to find a way to keep Cappy down. If he doesn't he'll just
keep
fighting back more and more.

Nikki: You have to think the longer this match goes, the more it is in
favor
of Cappy. Size can beat Cain, and Cappy has the size in this case.

JT: Cain slides back into the ring. He grabs the ladder AND JAMS IT
DOWN FROM
THE RING ONTO CAPPY!

GP: Good idea. He could AT LEAST hurt some vital organs.

JT: Cain goes to the top. MOONSAULT!

Nikki: Cain now rolls Cappy back into the ring. That is a bad move in
this
case. He'll want Cappy as far away from the ring as possible.

GP: Maybe there's some deeper reason for this.

JT: Probably just Cain's stupidity.

GP: Cain sets up the ladder and begins to climb it with Cappy. He grabs

Cappy. RELEASE BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX!

JT: Cappy just crashed through a table on the outside! He's completely
busted
open!

Nikki: Cain makes the rest of the climb to the top. HE REACHES FOR TEH
BAG!

GP: HE GETS IT! CAIN WINS!

*DING, DING, DING!*

GP: CAPPY PICKS UP A WIN AND TEN THOUSAND DOLLARS!

JT: WAIT! What's that ticking sound?

Nikki: Beats me.

*BOOOM!*

GP: GOOD GOD!

Nikki: THE BAG JUST EXPLODED IN CAIN'S FACE! HE FELL OUT OF THE RING!

GP: LOOK AT THE MONEY FLYING EVERYWHERE!

JT: HA! They all have Dane Wilt's face on them! The Promotion strikes
again!

GP: They certainly have, and in full force! Fans, we'll be right back!

*Commercial Break*

Tag Team Cat bowl of death match
World Tag Team Championship
The Prep kids vs. The Beverly Hill Bruisers <C>

GP: Ladies and gentlemen the next match coming up here is something SO
odd....that this will probably be the only time you will see something
this.....well......stupid...only in the IWO ladies and gentlemen...only
in
the IWO. We have a Cat Bowl of Death match between the Prep Kids and
the IWO
Tag Team champions The Beverly Hills Bruisers.

JT: Oh my god this is so f*cked up...check it out!

GP: What in gods name? Ladies and gentlemen a Dump Truck is being
backed into
the arena and to the area where the giant Cat Bowl is located. What is
going
on?

JT: The truck stopped.....nothin's happening....weird ass sh*t WOHO!

GP: And here we go...the first two combatants are about to make their
way to
the uh.....well not ring...the Cat Bowl. Man...this is so stupid.

Nikki: Yeah it really is.

GP: Lets take you live to the Cat Bowl where our announcer is about to
begin.

::Camera goes to Bowl-side.::

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen....our next match is for the IWO World
tag
team titles and will take place in a special Cat Bowl Match...the rules
are
as follows...the first man to scale the thirty foot walls of the cat
infested
bowl will have their team declared the winners and IWO tag team
champions.
SO.....without further adu...

::"One Man Army: McCloud Edit" by Our Lady Peace begins to play as The
Prep
Kids walk out into the crowd.::

Announcer: Weighing in at a total combine weight of 396
pounds....Randal
McCloud....Jordan Howitt.....ladies and gentlemen...THE PREP KIDS!!!!

::The Prep Kids climb up a ladder and slide down inside of the moderate
sized
Cat Bowl.::

Announcer: And their opponents...the IWO World Tag Team
champions...weighing
in at a total combine weight of 464 pounds...hailing from the sunny
streets
of Beverly Hills California.....MICHEAL.......BRIAN....THE BEVERLY
HILLS
BRUISERS!

::The Beverly Hills Bruisers walk onto the IWO rampway to the sounds of
some
sh*tty f*ckin music.::

JT: OH DEAR GOD!?!?!? IS THIS WHAT I THINK IT IS?

Nikki: Hey, this sounds familiar.

GP: Yes....I think it is.....its.....its....

All three: YANNI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

JT: DEAR GOD MAKE IT STOP! I CAN'T HANDLE IT!

GP: The Prep Kids are laughing their asses off. They must have done
this. Oh
my the Bruisers are not happy. They are charging the Cat Bowl and have
climbed the ladder leaping inside taking both the Prep Kids to the mat!


Nikki: Hey look guys. That Dump truck is coming a bit closer now. Its
back
just came down. Whats that inside?

GP: OH MY GOD! Its atleast a tons worth of live and angry FELINES!

JT: HAHA! THEY'RE GONNA DUMP CATS ON THEM!

GP: The dump truck is begining the dumping! OH GOD! Ladies and
gentlemen the
screaming of falling cats meowing and thudding on the mat inside of the
bowl
is sickening! The cats are burying the two teams! THey are covered in
cats!
Where did they go? I can't see them!

JT: HAHAHA! ONE IS ATTATCHED TO JORDAN HOWITTS FACE!

GP: HAHAHA! Jordan Howitt is standing up in the center of the cats and
is
clutching his face which is beings clawed at by a rabid cat! Howitt is
screaming bloody murder! His partner stands up, covered in scrape
wounds. He
is looking at Jordan.

::We go to Bowl-side.::

Randal: Hold on Jordan. I'll save you!

GP: OH! Randal McCloud just drop kicked his partner in the
face....or....kicked the cat and his partners face! Jordan is on the
ground
covered in angry cats, with some smashed underneath him! This is sick!
This
match has turned into "man vs cat" and not even a real match!

::Bowl-side.::

Brian Dudley: OH MY GOD! ONES BITING MY LEG!

Randal McCloud:<looking at Brian> Haha...sucker.

GP: Four cats have just leaped at Randal McCloud! He is going down now
to!
All of the wrestlers here are covered in scrapes and bites
and...hairballs!
SICK! THIS IS F*CKING SICK!

::Bowl-side.::

::Standing up, Brian Dudley flings a cat across the bowl, it smashes
into the
side of the bowl.::

Brian Dudley: I HATE THIS! WHO THE HELL CAME UP WITH THIS ANYWAY!?!?!

::Suddenly the cat he flung lunges at him with one eye hanging out of
the
sockey and fecies hanging from its rectum. it lets out an evil meow.::

Brian Dudley: AAAAAAAAAH GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!

Cat: REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW!!!!!!!

Brian Dudley: AHG! ITS NUTS ARE IN MY EYES! ITS RIPPING AT MY FLESH!

GP: Insanity! Wait! Finally, Micheal Dudley and Jordan Howitt have
gotten
free of cat attack and are hammering away on eachother with lefts and
rights!
Micheal goes for a kick to Jordans stomach but kicks a cat field goal
style,
sending it out into the crowd!

::Bowl-side.::

Micheal Dudley: Aw. I hope I didn't kill it.

GP: Jordan takes control now! He pokes Micheal in his eyes and lifts
him in
the air for a suplex!

JT: AW! SICK! They just smashed atleast ten cats underneath them!

Nikki: EEEEW!

JT: Jordan stands up and begins to twitch as he realizes he is covered
in cat
hair and guts.

::Bowl-side.::

Jordan Howitt: OOOOOOOOOH MYYYYYYYY GOOOOOOOOOD!

JT: HAHAHA! He's running in circles! He's all f*cked up now!

GP: We now have the other two team mates also fighting it out. Randal
McCloud
bashes Brian Dudleys head on the fiberglass wall of the bowl. Brian
falls
backward into a pile of cats. Randal takes a spring board off of the
wall and
splashes on top of Brian Dudley! DISGUSTING! MORE CATS MASSACRED! THIS
ISN'T
RIGHT!

JT: Hehe...don't ya love uncensored television? I know I do.

Nikki: Your a beast!

JT: I've got a beast in my pants if you wanna see him.

Nikki: Hehe...oh well maybe lat- HEY WAIT A DAMN MINUTE!

**SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP**

Nikki: Take that...BEAST!

JT: Bitch.

GP: All four men are covered in cat blood and gore. The walls are
splattered
in feline entrails! and yet the match continues on. About three fourth
of the
cats have been killed. The men are stumbling around over the remains.
This is
the most evil thing I have ever seen. What sick person would actually
sign
this match?

JT: Hows about ass kisser Chairman Dane?

GP: Good point. OH! There is a cat in there that looks to be about the
size
of a damn tiger! It has been eating the other cats all match and it
looks
hungry still! Its fangs are dripping with blood! Its looking at the
four men.
They look at eachother and now all of them are trying to get out of the
bowl!
All climbing! The giant fat cat leaps through the air and pulls Micheal

Dudley to the ground and is ripping away at him! OH MY GOD! MY GOD! MY
GOD MY
GOD! MY GO-

JT: WILL YOU F*CKING STOP THAT!?!?!?

GP: Sorry...

JT: Randal McCloud has slipped on cat blood and fallen back down inside
of
the bowl aswell now. Brian Dudley and Jordan Howitt are side my side on
the
smooth hard to climb surface, both are at the tip of the bowl, they
punch
eachother and oH NO! They have fallen back down in! Hehe...suckers.
Killer is
gonna gut them alive.

GP: KILLER? JT...tell me that isn't your part housecat part bengal
tiger that
has been eating all the other cats and is ripping away at Micheal
Dudley?

JT: Hehe....maybe it is...maybe it isn't.

GP: YOU BASTARD! ITS GONNA KILL THEM!

JT: That was the idea. Its neat isn't it?

Nikki:<Running off the set.> I'm gonna be sick.

GP: JTs cat Killer is ripping away at all four men. They have seemingly

banded together to fight off this final cat. All the others have either
been
eaten or smashed and might I add the smell is absolutely rancid! The
Prep
kids and the Bruisers may hate eachother but right now they are just
worried
about not dying!

::Bowl-side we see all four men on one side and the overweight Housecat
mixed
with Bengal tiger on the opposite side. they circle eachother.::

Brian Dudley: What are we gonna do guys?

Randal McCloud: I don't know. but we've gotta kill that thing before it
kills
us.

Micheal Dudley: What if we use the dead cats as clubs and beat it to
death?

Jordan Howitt: YOU SICK F*CKER! You've been with that Wilt guy to long!

Micheal Dudley: Just a thought.

Randal McCloud: Its actually a good idea. Its the only form of weaponry
we
have. So everyone find a heavy dead cat and keep your eyes on that
sasquache
of a cat.

GP: What is this? All four men have picked up the remains of a dead
cat. they
are charging the ready and willing Bengal-Housecat-Tiger! Killer is
fighting
with all his might! The Prep Kids and the Bruisers are whailing away at
the
damn tiger! It just can't stand up to the beating its recieving! Its
falling
to the ground! What is this? Brian Dudley is picking the huge
Bengal-Housecat-Tiger up in the air for a Suplex! Micheal Dudley is
leaping
off of the wall of the bowl and into a CROSS BODY! THAT WAS THE SUNSET
FROM
BEVERLY HILLS! THE DUDLEYS FINISHING MANEUVER! Whats this now? Jordan
Howitt
and Randal McCloud have lifted up the limp Bengal-Housecat-Tiger!
DEATH
VALLEY DRIVER! ELBOW TO THE BACK! THATS THE AMERICAN DREAM! THE PREP
KIDS
FINISHER! BOTH TEAMS NOW HAVE DISMANTLED THIS Bengal-Housecat-Tiger!

JT: <Actually crying> MY BABY! OH NO!

GP: The Bengal-Housecat-Tiger named Killer is lying lifeless on the
mat! Its
tounge is hanging out! The two teams pause and look at eachother!

::Bowl-side. Both teams circled around the lifeless kitty. They look at

eachother.::

Brian Dudley: Hey...think its dead guys?

Micheal Dudley: I'm not sure...but I'm starting to get sick from the
stench
here.

Jordan Howitt: Oh yeah....its the most disgusting thing I've ever
smelled.

Randal McCloud: So does this mean we can finish the match now?

Micheal Dudley: I guess so.

Brian: Good cuz it feels good to be able to hate you pecker heads
again. Lets
resume killing eachother.

Jordan Howitt: Sounds damn good!

GP: And the two teams are now attacking eachother! Brain Dudley drops
for an
ankle sweep on to Randal McCloud, and they both splash in cat piss and
blood!
You can tell by the looks on their faces that they are NOT happy! Now
Brian
stands and lifts Randal up into a powerslam onto the cat remains!

JT: Meanwhile Micheal Dudley and Jordan Howitt and choking eachother.
Micheal
is pressing in on Jordans throat, pressing him against the wall. Now
Jordan
reverses it and presses Micheal against the wall. Wait! The wall has
collapsed and both men just rolled out of the bowl! They both hit the
surface
at the same time. Like a river the piss and blood come out onto the
area
floor! The three referees are conferring on who has won the match. Both
teams
are just standing, looking at the referees. They look back and talk to
the
announcer now...we should have an announcement here...

Announcer: ladies and gentlemen...this match will continue in the
squared
circle under elimination rules...first team to be thrown over the top
ropes
will go away without the IWO tag team titles. Now...both teams...make
your
way to the ring.

GP: OH what an announcement! Both teams look quite hostile. They make
their
ways down to the ring dripping in cat fluids. The fans are backing away

instead of trying to touch them. And now...they stand in the ring. And
the
fight begins again as the bell sounds! Micheal and Jordan are at it
again.
Jordan has kicked Micheal into a corner. He begins to stomp a mud hole
in
him! Numerous boots to the stomach as Micheal goes to teh mat!

JT: Brian Dudley meanwhile is taking a beating himself from Randal
McCloud!
McCloud lifts him up and DOWN with a Pile driver!

GP: OH! Look at this! Micheal Dudley just poked Jordan Howitt in the
eye! He
sends him to the outside! One man eliminated!

ELIMINATED-Jordan Howitt

GP: It is now a two on one affair between The Bruisers and Randal
McCloud!
This cannot be good for the Prep Kids! The two pick Randal up in the
air and
drop him face first to the mat. They begin to stomp him unmercifully
but
Randal continues to attempt to stand up to no evail! The Bruisers pick
him up
again and set him up for the "Sunset in Beverly Hills"! BAM! RANDAL IS
DOWN!
The Bruisers lift him up and throw him toward the ropes! DOUBLE
CLOTHESLINE
OVER THE ROPES! THE BRUISERS HAVE WO...wait...no...NO THEY HAVEN'T!

JT: TURN AROUND GUYS! TURN AROUND!

GP: RANDAL MCCLOUD HAS HUNG ON! HE STANDS ON THE APRON! THE BRUISERS
ARE
LOOKING AWAY! RANDAL HAS THEM BY THE HAIR! HE PULLS THEM BACK! DOUBLE
REVERSE
SUPLEX OVER THE ROPES! ITS OVER! WE HAVE NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! THE
PREP
KIDS HAVE DETHRONED THE BEVERLY HILLS BRUISERS! RANDAL MCCLOUD IS
LAYING ON
THE APRON BLEEDING AND SWEATING....COVERED IN HAIR! HERE COMES HIS
PARTNER
JORDAN HEWITT BACK OUT!

JT: They're standing center ring with their titles in hand.

Announcer: ladies and gentlemen....here are your winners....AND NEW IWO
TAG
TEAM CHAMPIONS.....JORDAN HOWITT.......RANDAL MCCLOUD.....THE
PREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDS!

GP: The two are happy has ever! They stand in the ring celebrating a
well
deserved victory..congratulations to our new IWO Tag Team
Champions....The
Prep Kids!

We see Stinkey B. Wizzelcheeks standing with Dane Wilt and Chrome
Thunder
next to the entrance to the ring.)

SBW: Fans, I'm here with one tag team in the main event tonight. Dane
Wilt
and Chrome Thunder. Dane, what's going through your mind right before
you go
out to face your former partner, Phelen Kell?

Dane: First off, I carried HY2. I practicly had no partner. It was all
Dane.
Just like em holding the IC tag titles right now. ALL me. Next off,
we've got
this thing won. You've got the most over rated wrestler of all time,
Phelen
Kell. The man I will beat for the Wolrd's Title. Then, you have this
Levine
guy. I've got a feeling he won't make it one minute in this match.

SBW: What about you Chrome?

Chrome: Shut up you puggy bastard! I've got to get ready for a match!

(Chrome kicks Wizzelcheeks in the stomch. He then puts him in the Rain
Drop.)

Dane: That was kinda uncalled for.

Chrome: Ooops!

GP:THE MAIN EVENT IS NEXT FOLKS!

***commercial break***

Mainevent
Dane Wilt and Chrome Thunder vs.Phelen Kell and Evan Levine

JT:AHAHAHAHA! MAINEVENT! DANE WILT! YEAH MY FAVRIOTE WRESTLER! AHAHAHA!


Nikki:I wanna see Phelen Kell! He rules! YEAH!

GP:Well let's go down and get the intros going...

Ring Announcer:Ladies and gentlemen the following match is set for one
fall
and is a tag team introduceing Dane Wilt and Chrome thunder!

::"Money" by KMFDM begins to play as Dane and Chrome walk out.::

Ring Announcer:And their opponents introduceing first PHELEN KELL!

::"Sober" by Tool plays as Phelen Kell comes out to the ring.::

Ring Announcer:And his tag team partner EVAN LEVINE!

::"The kids aren't alright" by Offspring begins to play. But, Evan
doesn't
come out. Dane has a mic.::

Dane:Well Kell looks like theirs no partner for you! Your ass is mine
now
Kell!

GP:OH MY GOD! DANE JUST NAILED KELL WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK! CHROME
IS JUST
STANDING THEIR WATCHING...DANE LAUNCHES KELL IN THE ROPES.....FACE
LIFT! FACE
LIFT! FACE LIFT!

JT:AHAHAHAHA! THE COVER....1.......2.......3!

Winners:Dane Wilt and Chrome Thunder

::Suddenly "Sober" by Tool plays. Dane and Chrome are looking at the
entrance way. Suddenly a second Kell runs out and turns both around.
He
kicks Chrome over the top and picks Dane up and nails Dane with the
running
powerbomb.::

GP:OH MY GOD! TWO PHELEN KELL'S? KELL JUST TOOK OUT DANE! OH MY GOD!
KEN WAR
IS NOW COMING DOWN THE RAMP IN AN M2 BRADLEY! OH MY GOD! HE JUST
CRUSHED HIM
INTO THE SIDE OF THE RING! DEAR GOD! THE RING MOVED 10 FEET! WAR JUMPS
OUT
NOW AND IS PISSING ON THE BLOODY CHROME THUNDER MESS!

JT:AHAHAHAHA! EVAN LEVINE JUST RAN THROUGH THE CROWD...HE RUNS IN THE
RING...KELL TURNS AND JUST GOT NAILED WITH A FACE LIFT? EVAN LEVINE
NAILED
KELL WITH A FACE LIFT! THE BEVERLY HILL BRUISERS ARE NOW IN THE
RING...EVAN
HAS KELL UP NIGHT WING! (SUPLEX INTO A POWER BOMB)! THEIR ALL LAUGHING
AT
HIM!

NIKKI:WAR JUST RAN TO THE BACK!

GP:THE LIGHTS JUST WENT OFF!

Voice:: Dane! Chrome! Beverly Hill Bruisers! NOW IS THE DAMN TIME!

[The lights go out.."F*cking Hostile" by Patera plays as the crowd is
on
their feet.. Ashton Cain Followed by AL COHOLIC!! They run down to the

ring.. Al's wife beater has blood and beer on it.. HY wears their
regular
attire]

Nikki:They get in the ring: The Bruisers stomp Cain and Wilt and
Coholic
begin to exchange punches.

GP:: It's a huge brawl in the ring.. The Brusiers are hammering on
Ashton
Cain.. Coholic and Wilt now battle out of the ring.

JT:: The Brian has Cain on his shoulders and Michael is up top...no
Cain
knocks Brian down! And Michael totally misses!
*WHACK!!*

Nikki:: Al has an empty glass.. he nails Wilt with it!

GP:: Cain puts Mike Dudley on the table.. He takes Brian Dudley.. and
puts
him on Mike Dudley.. Cain goes to the top rope. 450 SPLASH!! THREW THE
TABLE!!! ALL THREE MEN HAVE TO BE DEAD!!!!!

JT:: COHOLIC WILT ARE BATTLEING...COHOLIC HAS A CHAIR AND RUNS AT
DANE....BUT
DANE NAILS HIM WITH A FACE LIFT! BUT KELL IS UP AND HE JUST GRABBED
DANE HE
TOSSES HIM IN THE RING!

Nikki:: Cain is moving! Someone moves the table out of the ring! It is
now
two on two! Or atleast til Cain stands up! Kell gets Dane Wilt and
power
bombs him! Al IS UP AND off the top rope... SENTON BOMB! WOW WHAT
AMOVE
FROM AL!! BRIAN GRABS KELL...REVERS DDT...KELL IS OUT AGAIN

GP:: Brian has layed out Kell.. Al gets up and a backward suplex! Dane
is up!
Ashton is up! The Michael is still out cold! Cain grabs Dane Wilt..
VanDANEinator! One of Dane's old moves!

JT:: Kell is up.. He goes in the ring and gets Mike Dudley up..
PILEDRIVER!
Al Coholic gets Brian Dudley! MUD SLIDDER(Jawbreaker)!!!! That means
one
thing!! HAPPY HOUR!! THERE IT IS!!

Nikki:: Cain and Kell get Dane in the ring as Al rolls BHB out.. Al
then gets
another table.. He sets it up!! Ashton is on the top rope!! Kell gets
Dane..
UPPPPP DOWNN... CIRCLE OF DESTRUCTION!!!! THREW THE DAMN TABLE!! DANE
WILT
SHOULD BE DEAD!! DAMNIT!! CONSTRUCTION IS EVERYWHERE!!

GP:: The bruisers have Al. They get Al Coholic! SUNSET IN BEVERLY
HILLS!!!
That leaves Hostile Youth and Beverly Hills Bruisers.. THe two greatest
tag
teams in history.. KELL GETS BRIAN DUDLEY...Ashton has Michael they are

tradeing punches.

JT:OH MY FINALLY THEIR ARE PEOPLE OUT HERE BREAKIGN THIS UP! EMT'S ARE
HELPING CHROME FINALLY! WHAT A BATTLE!

::Camera fades with everyone going after everyone.::

[Unable to display image]

MAINEVENT
WORLD TAG TEAM TITLE
DOUBLE LADDER MATCH
The Prep kids<C> vs. The Beverly Hills Bruisers
===============
GP: Welcome back to the greatest show on Earth!!!

JT: Ummm… That's the Barnum and Bailey circus, dude… They'll sue our
asses
if we use that.

GP: Oh… Well welcome back to the greatest show on THE Earth!!!

JT: (smacking his head) What an idiot…

*smack*

JT: HEY!!! Not you!!!

Nikki: Ooops… Oh well! Still felt good.

JT: Damn woman… What's the match now?

GP: Umm… Let me look. Oh, it's John "Vampyre" McRae versus The
Raging
One!

JT: Awww, man! Not THAT freak again!

GP: Again, you must specify WHICH freak! I mean, hell! There are so
damn
many of them here!

JT: Wow… You said damn!

GP: eah, I guess I did. That's pretty creepy! Anyway, let's get to
the
match. I don't really care who you were talking about.

Nikki: Nobody does, Greg. Nobody…

GP: Anyway, Let's get to the ring! We have the Sweet Ass Announcer
Lady
there to announce our competitors!!!

JT: WHOO-HOO-HOO-HOOO!!!

SAA Lady: Yeah, I do have a sweet ass, huh?

(The crowd cheers on)

SAA lady: Thank you! Anyway, let's introduce the first one! He's
pretty
tall, I guess, and I'm sure he weighs at least 200 pounds! He is the
master
of some kind of finishing move! He is THE RAGING ONE!!!

("Like A Virgin" by Madonna plays as TRO makes his way down to the
ring,
looking very confused. He shrugs and dances his way into the ring)

SAA: Next up is his opponent! The man who has another tile shot at
MNM!
He is also pretty damn tall, and he also weighs some! He is the master
of
The Heart Piercing Stake, and the Blood Drainer! He is… well, they are
John
"Vampyre" McRae and Sean "Vampress" McRae!!! Wow, two bloodsuckers!

(the lights in the building cut off and red strobe lights begin to
flash as
"Mouth" by Bush (the disco edit) begins to blast over the arena's PA
system.
The Split One walks down the aisle as the crowd boos him and throws
stuff
from the stands. He flips them all off, and gets into the ring. He
sees
the Sweet Ass Announcer Lady and goes to her. He grabs her ass, pulls
her
to him and gives her a big long deep mouth probing kiss! The fans in
the
audience are booing even harder now! Lindley runs down to the ring to
get a
piece of the action too. She takes the lady, pulls her away from
Vampyre
and sucks her mouth in her's as well. The announcer lady begins to
feel all
up Lindley and the walk still kissing to the back. Vampyre motions for
the
mic. We know it's him because… well, the other one's gay.)

Vampyre: Wow, that was a damn good kiss! Too bad none of you losers
will
ever get any of that!

(The crowd boos like crazy)

Vampress: You know, tat was pretty damn disgusting, not even
consulting me
first!

Vampyre: Well then, I'll let you fight tonight and let you do whatever
you
want to TRO!!! I'll just be in a shell in the corner of my mind. Wake
me
up when it's over!

Vampress: WHOO-HOO!!!!

Ding Ding Ding

JT: …Did I just hear what I think I heard?

Nikki: Oh yeah baby! I love to see two guys go at it! I just turns
me
on!!!

JT: Really? Hmm… This could benefit me! I could get laid again!

Nikki: You never know. Depends on how hot it gets in there!

GP: Me toos!

Nikki: Sure, I've gotten that horny before!

JT: (screaming to Vampress) COME ON!!! TAKE IM UP THA ASS!!!

GP: YEAH RAM IT HARD MAN!!!

Nikki: Calm down, or neither of you get any!

GP: Oh, ok. Vampress is locking up with TRO who takes advantage and
gets
him somehow into a sleeper! Vampress begins to grind his ass into
TRO's
crotch which immediately makes him let go!

Nikki: Yeah, baby!

JT: Now that's how you get out of a sleeper hold! Vampress turns
around and
deliver a clean kick to TRO, knocking him back a few feet. Vampress
reaches
back to straighten his hair and then charges TRO!!! He knocks into him
with
a major shoulder to the stomach that sends them both out of the ring!!!

GP: Hey Nikki, look at TRO's crotch. I think he might be enjoying all
the
butt rubbing!!!

Nikki: How can you tell? It always looks small anyway! I'd still like
to
see those two go at it! I mean look at the package on Vampress! He's
gotta
be well over 8 inches!

GP: I thought you liked Titan's the best.

Nikki: I do, but he's not here right now, is he! I want to see that
go in
him!!!

JT: Come on, take him home man!

GP: Vampress jump on top of TRO and pounds his face with rights and
lefts
while grinding his ass over and over again.

Nikki: Oh yeah, now that's the stuff! If only he would take those
off!
Mmmm, could be lots of horny fun then!!!

JT: (shudders over the statement) Hell, I'm all for it if it gets me
laid!

GP: Oh hell yeah! Vampress picks up TRO and tosses him around a bit!
Hey,
they're cming this way! Maybe we should get out of the way!!!

Nikki: Hell, no! I'm sitting right here! Maybe, there'll be some
action!!!

JT: You're on your own then!!!

(JT and GP get up and back away from the coming battle and Nikki just
sits
in the middle of the table cheering the action on)

Nikki: Man, TRO's really takin' some blows here tonight! If I'm
lucky,
he'll be takin' a different type of blow pretty soon!!! Ohhh, Vampress
just
tossed TRO up here on the table!!! Ohhh yeah baby! Drive it harder!!!

Vampress keeps slamming his head into TRO's crotch, and with this up
close
view, you can see that TRO is getting pretty excited!!! It seems
Vamp's
keeping his head down there a little longer than people usually do!!!
NOOO!!! Don't go!! Vampress takes TRO off my table and tosses him
back in
the ring!

(GP and JT return to their positions)

GP: Looks like Vampress has got this one in the back, I mean bag!

JT: I hope he gets this one in the back! If so, we'll both get
laid!!!

Nikki: Mmm, if it keeps going like this, you're gonna get laid anyway!

JT: WHOO-HOO!!!!

GP: Vampress locks his legs p with TRO and grinds their crotches
together!
TRO passes out from the horrifying reality of what is happening to him!
The
ref drops the arm!!!

1…

2…

3!!!!!

WINNER: Sean "Vampress" McRae by submission

GP: OH yeah! Looks like Vampress isn't finished with him though!!!
He
drags him out of the ring and up the ramp! What's that noise?

Vampress: (distantly) Oh yeha baby! Take that! Take it and like it
you
hot little number! You know it's good like this!! Yeah baby, yeah!!!

TRO: (not as distant) NOOOOOOO!!!!! Not again!!!!!

Nikki: That's it! You both are gonna be laid right here and now! You

first JT!!!!

JT: Thank you GOD!!!!!

GP: We'll be back after this loooong commercial break!!!
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