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Arnold “Chubby” Fletcher · (08-27-2017)

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FROM STUDIO 7 - UNIVERSAL STUDIOS - HOLLYWOOD, CALIFORNIA

Xtreme Wrestling Federation Presents:

Jim Ross: Welcome to Savage Saturday Night! I’m Jim Ross, alongside Huey D. Louie! Last weekend we crowned four new champions at the King Of The Ring Pay-Per-View.

Huey D. Louie: That’s right, JR! What a night! Four new champions and a King that was seemingly robbed of his crown!

Suddenly, before Huey D. Louie can continue..

Savage GM Dr. Milton Matthews exits the back and stands tall on the entrance ramp. As the fans begin to boo, Dr. Matthews pulls a microphone from his back pocket and raises it to his mouth slowly.

Jim Ross: Well folks, looks like business is about to pick up earlier than we expected.

Huey D. Louie: My favorite boss!

Dr. Milton Matthews: Good evening, everyone. I am Dr. Milton Matthews, Director Of Medicine and Technology. I am also one half of the Savage GM team. Typically my colleague JT Washington would be standing alongside me this evening, but he has embarked on a journey and will be absent for an undisclosed amount of time. And that, my friends, is why I am out here tonight. Without further ado, I present to you, my new assistant!

Jim Ross: Oh my God, Huey! It can’t be! What in the hell is Matthews thinking?!

Chris Chaos steps through the curtain, wearing a black tee shirt and jeans. His hair was down, as usual, but this time he didn't have his normal sunglasses on. A microphone in one hand, Chris Chaos brings it to his mouth before speaking.

Chaos: Well, this wasn't exactly the way I planned to kick off Savage tonight.......

Dr. Milton Matthews: So, Mr. Chaos, I have already briefed you on your duties as my assistant. I expect you to do just as I asked. Do you have any questions?

Chaos: I think we’re good here, boss.

The two men shake hands to a plethora of boos from the audience. As the handshake comes to an end Dr. Matthews turns and begins walking towards the back of the arena while Chris Chaos makes his way down the ramp and into the ring. Microphone in hand, Chris Chaos begins once more.

Chaos: For months since my screw job at Lethal Lottery, the Universal Title has dominated my thoughts, it has driven me, but it has also distracted me. I got away from who I am and what I do.........which is wreak havoc and cause chaos. Win matches and continue to keep this company afloat.....carrying them on my back.......

More boos from the crowd.

Chaos: I am going to put Barney Green on the shelf Wednesday Night......then I have my sights set on another roster member who seems it is "the cool thing to do" to call out Chris Chaos........

Chaos: John Holliday.......

The crowd cheers at this.

Chaos: John wants to teach me a lesson. He has been ranting and raving, throwing a fit, wanting me on Warfare September 13th. Well, pretty boy, you're on! You're a new guy.....so let me tell you how it works around here. I do what I want, when I want, where I want, to who I want. I wasn't in the script to start tonights show, but that is another example of me doing whatever I want. I interfered in your match to give the fans something to watch, that was a snooze fest in a half. You want to bitch and complain.....I SPARED you, John. I could have taken your head off with that chair.....I didn't. Now, after all of this complaining, I wish I had. But it is okay.......I'll teach you a little lesson in respect whenever we cross paths.....John, you are the special guest referee for Jenny's match tonight. Just know that if you even think of disrupting that match to get back at me, that I will be back there, watching........

Just then the crowd cheers. John Holliday comes through the crowd, and slides into the ring.

Jim Ross: Buh gawd! It's John Holliday! He has ambushed Chris Chaos!

Huey D. Louie: He can't do that!

Holliday jumps Chaos, raining punches down. Chaos drops back to the corner, and reverses, he begins to rain shots down on Holliday. Both men are trading punches.

Jim Ross: All hell has broken loose here! Holliday and Chaos are going to tear each other apart!

Frantically a dozen security guards rush into the ring. They pull Holliday off Chaos, and the ultimate opportunist takes this opening.........

SPEAR!

Jim Ross: CHAOS JUST SPEARED HOLLIDAY THROUGH 4 SECURITY GUARDS!

Now the guards jump on Chaos and pull him back, but he shakes their grip and rolls out of the ring. He grabs a steel chair, and folds it. Sliding back into the ring, the guards block a downed Holliday, who is now holding his ribs and wincing. Chaos looks at them, they look at him, and he shrugs.

CHAOS BEGINS TAKING THE SECURITY OUT WITH THE STEEL CHAIR!

Just as Chaos turns around, Holliday hits a Lou Thez press on Chaos! He begins raining shots down as the two roll around.

Huey D. Louie: I told you we were off to a chaotic start! Chaos goaded Holliday in!

Jim Ross: Someone get out here! These two men need to be separated!

This time, police mixed with security come running down. They pull the two men apart. Chaos charges but they hold him back. Holliday charges, and they shove him back.

As the guards begin to remove Chaos, Holliday kicks at him, and Chaos breaks the hold and splashes him in he corner before being tackled and pulled out of the ring again.

Holliday grabs a mic from the announce table.

"Listen you piece of shit, unlike you, I have honor. I'll call the match down the middle, so long as your woman plays ball. Get it? Got it? Fucking good. I need a beer! Someone beer me!"

Holliday drops the mic before being escorted to the back of the arena by security.

Jim Ross: My god, Holliday really took the interference at King of the Ring personally. These two men are going to tear each other apart on Warfare!

Huey D. Louie: I don't think they can wait two weeks JR!

Marlow Raxis
- vs -
Jody Madrox
Standard Match
Option 1 - 2500 Word Limit

First up on our agenda for today is eclectic mix of Marlox Raxis and Jody Madrox in a standard singles match.

How’d you even get through those names with your hick accent J.R?

What hick accent?

Slowly the lights begin to fad, concluding into a total absence of light. The X-tron flickers once, then twice, and finally explodes into array of color, followed by scenes of ritualistic magick, Necromancy. All throughout the X-tron, grisly scenes of corpses harboring peeled skin and creepy crawlers dance across the exposed rotting flesh, some limbs detaching themselves from shambling bodies. The music begins...

First, weighing in at 235 pounds, from the city of Chicago, he is the Witch of the Black Mists, MARLOW RAXIS!

The arena becomes engulfed in black smoke, with black mist dispersing from above showering the gathered crowd as a creepy green light brightens the arena. Emerging from the entrance, four goth girls dressed in long black Victorian era dresses and brandishing white masks walk toward the ring, dropping thorn infused black roses in their wake. A moment later Marlow Raxis, "The Witch of the Black Mists", appears, sighing deeply then drops the tip of his walking cane; moving toward the ring himself. With every step he takes, wisps of black smoke flow like tendrils behind him, transforming into black mists cascading upon the ramp; watering the black roses.
Who let Sweeney Todd’s awkward cousin on Savage?

He slips under the ropes, standing upright as the girls remove his entrance attire, just as the arena begins to adjust back to it's normal situation. As his aides make their way out of the ring, he turns to face the stage.

And his opponent, weighing in at 230 pounds, hailing from Detroit, Michigan… JODY MADROX!

The lights goes out, X-Tron plays "It's Da Bomb" and the lights comes back on and we see Jody standing in the entrance way. He nods his head to the beat as he walks down to the ring, he gives out some high fives to the Peeps. Then he rolls into the ring, and he stands in the ring and his theme cuts off.

I kinda’ like this kid, I just never know what to expect.

Well at least this kid doesn’t go home to pray to satan.

Chaz Bobo is going to have a hard time officiating this match if any magic is involved.

Chaz Bobo grins at both wrestlers blankly, checking with them one last time if they’re ready to begin. Madrox has his eyes wide and glued to Marlow, who looks back at him with a deadpan expression. Chaz calls for the bell and Madrox charges immediately at Marlow, who sticks his hands up for a test of strength. Catching him offguard, Madrox drops his body low, wrapping his arms around Marlow’s waist and lifting him up into the air. He brings Marlow down hard onto the mat with a belly-to-belly suplex.

Looks like Jody Madrox is not prepared to play any games today.

Who’d want to play a game with David Blaine over here anyways?

Jody quickly skirts around the mat, shifting his focus now onto the legs of Marlow. Wrapping one arm around Marlow’s left leg, Madrox tries to lock in a Boston Leg Lock. Marlow struggles, kicking his other leg to keep Madrox from successful locking it in properly. One of the wild kicks catches Madrox in the chin, rocking him back and forcing him to drop Marlow’s other leg.

Having recovered from the suplex, Marlow quickly rolls to his feet, sweeping his leg out to catch the stumbling Jody. Madrox trips over the leg and gets sent tumbling into the ropes behind him, landing so as he’s sitting down on the second rope. Rushing the opposite ropes and bouncing off them, Marlow charges towards the seated Madrox. Lifting a boot at the last second, he drives his heel brutally into the face of Jody Madrox, sending him out of the ring and landing with a thud.

My god, he almost took his head clean off.
He could definitely be unconscious right now.

Chaz gets to the ropes, looking over it and checking on Jody, who’s lying on the outside. After verifying that the man’s not unconscious, he begins his ten count. Marlow paces the ring, a dark expression on his face.

1!

Jody rolls over to his side, clutching at his face and trying to sit up. Using his free hand to grip onto the apron, he tries to pull himself up.

2!

A gash across his forehead starts dripping blood down his face, getting into his eyes. With a grunt, he wipes the blood off his face, and tries to stand up once more.

3!

Finally managing to pull himself up, with the help of the ring apron, he tries to enter the ring once more. Marlow however realizes this, and bounces off the opposite ropes once more. As he comes back running, he drops to the mat and tries to take Madrox out with a baseball slide. At the last second however, Madrox swerves out of the way, causing Marlow to slide out of the ring and fall on his lower back, onto the outside of the ring. Chaz restarts the count.

1!

Madrox looks down at Marlow, who’s grabbing at his lower back. Realising the opportunity has presented itself, he picks up the man and hooks one arm over his neck. With huff, he lifts Marlow into the air into a quick suplex, slamming him down on his back once more. Marlow yells out in pain, cursing loudly at Madrox.

2!

He’s realized that Marlow’s back the place to hit. Is he going to work hard to exploit that?

No

, if you’re in a fight and you see your opponent is injured, OFCOURSE you don’t exploit it.

Marlow rolls over onto his belly, and tries to push himself back up onto his feet. Madrox starts to stomp viciously on the lower back of Marlow, holding him down against the floor. Marlow screams out in pain again, grabbing at Madrox’s foot, and shoving the man away from him.

4!

He rolls up onto his feet, wincing hard as it strains his back. Marlow leans up against the ring, still wincing heavily from the pain. He leans backward, rolling into the ring, quickly followed by Madrox. The two stare at each other at the center of the ring.

Looks like they might be exchanging some unspoken respect almost.

Or we’re literally just back at square one and I’ve wasted my time.

The two get closer, their faces inches apart with neither of them backing down from the other. Chaz stays closeby watching the two closely, well as closely as Chaz can. Marlow makes the first move and spits at the face of Jody. Something inside of Jody seems to snap and he drives a hard fist into the right cheek of Marlow. Marlow drops to the mat quickly getting back up and leaping into the air as Madrox moves towards him. Arching his back, he sends a dropkick to Jody’s head. Right before he’d have connected, his back gives way, wrecking his form and sending him tumbling onto his back.

Madrox quickly sits on Marlow’s chest, and starts raining punches down on the man, screaming with each strike.

Dear lord, he’s lost it.

This is what I was worried about earlier

Madrox get onto his feet and pulls Marlow up with him. With a heave, he lifts the hurting man onto his shoulders inverted, and head tucked under his shoulder. With a run, he drops the man with a sickening thud, slamming it into the mat.

MY GAWD, THAT’S IT, HE CALLS THAT THE ROTTEN’S EDGE!!

Maybe that’ll snap him out of this magic nonsense.

Madrox slides ontop of Marlow for the pin, glancing at Chaz with a burning rage in his eyes. Chaz drops to the mat and sheepishly slams his palm down.

1!!

2!!!

3!!!!

WINNER: JODY MADROX

Jody is slipping outside of the ring to the floor. He stares at Marlow, and he goes under the apron to pick something up......

IT'S A CHAIR!

Jody then rolls into the ring with it, and he taunts Marlow with swigging the chair at him. He then drops the chair in the ring and climbs outside of the ring, he looks at Marlow as the next segment happens.

Rose & Rhiannon
- vs -
The Sugay Sisters
Standard Tag Match
Option 1 - 2500 Word Limit

Rose makes her way to the ring.

Florence's voice breaks through the stadium, men and women in the crowd perk up, kids begin to cheer as the guitar hits. Bright blue light flashes through the stadium and sparks rain down right above the entrance. Rhiannon runs out, hands in the air and a big smile on her face.

She skips down the ramp, little pops of sparks erupting from the side of the ramp with every hop. Rhiannon makes it a point to shake as many hands as she can, kissing kids on the cheek and blowing kisses to older fans.

As she reaches the ring, she climbs the apron, facing the audience and wrapping her arms around the third rope. Throwing her lush red hair back, she howls into the air, before flipping backwards and over the top rope. She lands cleanly on her feet as the crowd continues to cheer for her. She goes to the middle of ring, sitting hopping from left to right awaiting her opponent.

“Go Back to Where You Came From!”
“Give me a dose of #DoubleTrouble!”
“This fan isn’t apart of the #Sugayarmy!”

The lights dim low and fans rise to their feet when pink and purple spotlights start waving throughout the arena. "Queen of the World" - Ida Maria hits over the P.A. system and a very seductively Sugay Sisters’ titantron start playing.

With the fans filling the arena with boos and even chants of “slut,” Tala and Jaslene Sugay hustle out from behind the black entrance curtains. They have their arms in the air as they antagonize the fans. They pause at the top of the ramp. They lean toward each other and gives each other a peck on the lips before leaning back up. Jaslene slides her hands down the sides of her body while Tala is waving a middle finger to the fans. They grab each other’s left hands and start strutting down the ramp. They pretend to go high-five a fan, but sykes them out as they pull their hands away. They laugh as Tala adjusts her baseball cap. They make their way to the apron and Tala slides beneath the ropes as Jaslene pulls herself up onto the apron by the ropes. Tala kneels up as Jaslene climbs up the second rope and raises her arms. Tala stands on the bottom rope and tips over the top rope as she glares at the crowd. Jaslene backflips inside the ring and she starts chanting, “Let’s go Sugay army!” while clapping.” Tala steps off the bottom rope and walks over to her baby sister and places her arm around Jaslene’s shoulder. They walk backwards to the corner and leans against the turnbuckle as they stare up at the entrance ramp. The fans continue to boo while their theme fades. The lights turn back on when the spotlights fade.

Jim Ross: The Sugay Sisters here tonight aren't very popular with the XWF Universe, facing Rose and Rhiannon.

Huey D. Louis: That's right, Ross. These four women are certainly looking to make an impact here tonight.

Tala steps out of the ring as Jaslene decides to start for the Sugay Sisters and Rose steps out onto the apron, giving the start to Rhiannon on their side. Jaslene and Rhiannon circle each other as Tala shouts to Jaslene. Both women tie up, and Rhiannon takes the advantage and spins behind with a hammerlock! Jaslene with a back elbow, causing Rhiannon to break the hold! Jaslene shoots off the opposing ropes and comes back at Rhiannon with a clothesline! Rhiannon ducks! Jaslene hits the ropes again, Tala with a tag to her back as Jaslene runs into a back body drop by Rhiannon! Tala in the ring and charging Rhiannon, who delivers another back body drop! Jaslene rolls out of the ring as Tala is quick to her feet. Rhiannon and Tala go to tie up, and Tala rakes the eyes!

*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO*

Jim Ross: That was foul!

Huey D. Louis: This is the Xtreme Wrestling Federation, Ross, not ballroom dancing.

Tala grabs a fistful of Rhiannon's hair! A series of forearms to Rhiannon's back as Tala backs into her corner, getting a quick tag from Jaslene! Jaslene slingshots into the ring with a leg drop onto Rhiannon's back! Jaslene goes for the cover as Tala exits the ring!

1...

2...

Kickout! Jaslene reaches up and tags Tala, who climbs the top rope! Jaslene pulls Rhiannon's arms back, exposing her chest! Tala with a leg drop off the top rope! Jaslene rolls out as Tala sits for the pin!

1...

2...

Kickout! Rose is upset and tries to step into the ring! The referee rushes over to her corner to get her to leave the ring as Jaslene enters the ring illegally and starts to stomp away at Rhiannon with Tala! Tala slaps her own hand in the air, simulating the tag, and steps out as Tala peels Rhiannon up by her hair! The referee finally turns to see what is happening as Rose gestures in the direction of the Sugay Sisters, but the damage has already been done and there's nothing to see now! The referee turns back to Rose as Jaslene Sugay sets in an abdominal stretch, reaching her hand back as Tala Sugay grabs it, setting in more leverage, cinching in the abdominal stretch as Rhiannon grimmaces.

Huey D. Louis: Expert tag team wrestling on display, Ross.

Jim Ross: If that's what you'd call it, I say they're cheating like crazy!

The referee turns and notices the assistance on the abdominal stretch! He begins the five count for the hold to break!

1...

2...

3...

4...

Jaslene breaks the hold on Rhiannon! Rhiannon stumbles away and turns back to Jaslene, who throws a kick! Rhiannon catches the foot! Jaslene reaches back and tags Tala, and the referee forces Rhiannon to release Jaslene! Jaslene puts a finger up and waves it, saying 'not today'. She coolly steps out of the ring as Tala rushes in and delivers a forearm to the side of Rhiannon's head! Rhiannon retaliates with a forearm! Rhiannon hooks Tala and delivers a vertical suplex! Tala smacks the mat! Rhiannon keeps the headhold in, swivels the hips, and brings Tala back up with her for another vertical suplex! Rhiannon swings out for the third, lifts, but Tala hooks her leg around Rhiannon's! Tala lifts Rhiannon for a suplex of her own, but Rhiannon slides out of it and is on her feet behind Tala! Rhiannon throws a reverse suplex on Tala! Rhiannon makes her way to her corner and tags in Rose!

Jim Ross: That woman's been aching to get into this match!

Rose comes in as Tala gets to her feet. Rose levels Tala with a clothesline! Rose charges the Sugay corner and sends Jaslene to the arena floor with a forearm! Rose spins and charges at Tala again with the clothesline, leveling her! Rose rushes the ropes and comes back with a senton bomb! She spins around and mounts Tala, throwing forearms as Tala's hair violently breaks the space around the mat in a torrent of madly waving brown!

Huey D. Louis: Rose is a house of fire here, Ross!

Rose pulls Tala to her feet and whips her into the corner.

Rose tags Rhiannon and the two of them begin to go to work on Tala in the corner! Landing kicks to the midsection of Tala as she collapses into the corner.

The referee steps in and forces Rose out of the ring, as Rhiannon is now the legal man. Rhiannon once again goes back to work on Tala who is still collapsed in the corner! Rhiannon begins to pull Tala to her feet when out of nowhere Rose tags herself in! Rhiannon can’t believe it, and begins to question Rose as she enters the ring to take over. The two women exchange words for a moment. As the argument begins to become more heated Rose pushes Rhiannon!

Rhiannon falls back against the ropes, bouncing back and giving Rose a shove of her own!

Rose stumbles back, into the waiting arms of Tala!

Tala grabs her from behind, around the waist tossing her backwards with a German Suplex into a bridge for the pin!

1..

2..

3!!!!

Winner: The Sugay Sisters

Jenny Myst
- vs -
Kim Anderson
No Disqualification - Falls Count Anywhere - Special Guest Referee: John Holliday
Option 2 - No Word Limit

Savage cuts back to the arena, and John Holliday is standing in the ring with a striped ref shirt on. He is stretching and whipping his arms back and forth. The crowd was buzzing.

Huey D. Louie: Guess what, Jim! It is time for another womens match! And this one is hardcore!

Jim Ross: It sure is! Falls count anywhere, no rules. I think it is safe to say that business is about to pick up!

The lights in the arena go purple. Skylar Grey echo's over the loudspeaker.

Tig O' Bitties: The following match is falls count anywhere! Introducing first, from Ontario, Candada, Kim Anderson!

Kim walks out onto the ramp, looking back and forth before taking a few steps forward. John Holliday is in the ring, staring her down, his grin twisted.

Huey D. Louie: You have to wonder about the wildcard factor that Holliday brings here.

Jim Ross: He has a lot on his mind here. Between Kim as an opponent at the Pay Per View and Jenny's former attachment to his newest rival....this should be damn interesting!

Kim is careful as she gets in the ring, not taking her eyes off Holliday as she steps through the ropes.

Holliday and Anderson stare at each other in the ring. Just then, Holliday reaches into his pocket. He pulls out a set of brass knuckles, reaching his arm towards her, and smiles. Anderson smiles also as she takes them from him.

Jim Ross: What the hell is this! Is Holliday HELPING Anderson?!

Huey D. Louie: Chris is gonna be pissed! He warned John!

Jim Ross: Something tells me he is going to be pissed anyway.

Just then the arena lights go dark before white and pink strobe lights consume the XWF battlefield. Barbie comes up on the screen as the X-Tron video plays.

At the 20 second mark, Jenny steps through the curtain.

Tig O' Bitties: And her opponent, from Las Vegas, Nevada.....she is the Diva of the Damned......Jenny Myyyyssst!

Jenny steps through the curtain and onto the ramp with what appears to be a lead pipe in her hand.

Jim Ross: Looks like Jenny has the same idea! She's brought a weapon of her own!

Huey D. Louie: Oh yeah! I like this new Jenny......I may need to take a bathroom break JR!

Jenny walks up the steps, holding the pipe, and steps through the ropes. The bell rings and immediately Kim jumps her, firing elbows to the face and backing her into the corner. Kim then unloads with the brass kunckles, but Jenny ducks and brings the pipe to the side of Anderson's knee. When her leg buckles, Jenny rolls out of the ring with a "fuck this" hand wave. The crowd boos.

Anderson rolls out after her and is limping a bit. She shoves Jenny from behind, and Myst whips the pipe around again and this time connects with the midsection. Anderson grabs her stomach and goes to one knee and Jenny brings the pipe across her face!

Jim Ross:That could have killed her! Jenny damn near took Anderson's head off her shoulders with the lead pipe!

Huey D. Louie: Good! Hit her again Jenny!

Myst drops the pipe. She could cover Kim now and be done with it but a sick smile crosses her face.

Lifting Kim by the hair, she whips her bac first into the steps. There are some hecklers in the front row, and Jenny yells at them to "SHUT UP" before turning back to the downed Anderson.

Lifting her back up by the hair, with a devilish smirk, Jenny lifts Anderson up to drop her towards the barricade but out of nowhere, Kim reverses and back body drops Jenny into the second of the three stairs, contorting her body wickedly.

Jim Ross: DESPERATION MOVE FROM ANDERSON! My god that came out of nowhere and she could have broken the blonde's back!

Huey D. Louie: Her perfect back....

Jenny grabs her already tender back, and Anderson is getting her wits about her still, on one knee. Holliday is actually doing his job and checking on both girls. Jenny gets to her feet slowly. Anderson still has the knuckles on. Jenny goes under the ring, but Anderson fires a kidney shot to her back before she can pull out whatever she was looking for. Pulling Jenny back out she whips her into the barricade, but Jenny avoids the major contact by jumping over and landing in the crowd.

The crowd members, mostly men, are trying to cop a feel and touch her, but she shoves hands away as she holds her back and jumps back over the barricade. Kim charges, Jenny catches, and plants her with a DDT on the mat outside.

Jenny then grabs her pipe and rolls into the ring, catching her breath and holding her back, wincing.

Jim Ross: What a back and forth match this has been! Neither of these women can catch the advantage, and who knows where this will spill out to.

Huey D. Louie: There might not be anything left of these two ladies by the end of this!

Holliday helps Anderson to her feet and rolls her back into the ring. Jenny throws her arms like like "what the fuck?!"

Jenny runs and nails Kim in the face with a running knee. Sitting her up, she wrapped her arms around Kim's neck and chest and put a knee in her back. She pulls back as im reaches out.

Jim Ross: Myst showing her training here, she is trying to put Kim Anderson out with a nice choke hold.

I bet she likes getting choked too.....

Jim Ross: You have way too much free time.

Kim spins, trying to reverse the hold, and sends a few elbows into Jenny's midsection before she finally unclasps. Kim gets to get feet but Jenny hits a standing dropkick, sending Anderson tumbling over the ropes and to the mat outside. Holliday follows close as Jenny slides under the bottom rope. Grabbing Anderson by the head, she bounces her face off the barricade with seemingly every step as they get up towards the ramp way. Firing punches and chops off onto her as well, Jenny is firmly in control though still wincing.

They get to the top of the rampway, and Anderson reverses, whipping Jenny into the X-Tron set up. Holliday is checking on the status of Anderson, while not checing on Myst (he hadn't all match) when the crowd began to stir.

Jim Ross: What the hell is he doing out here? Haven't we seen enough of him tonight already?!

Chris Chaos appears on the ramp in jeans and a striped ref shirt. He has a crazed look on his face as he crouches behind Holliday.

SPEAR!

Jim Ross: By gawd! John Holliday has to be broken in half! What impact! A spear onto the ramp!

Huey D. Louie: I told you they couldn't wait two weeks JR!

Jim Ross: Holliday didn't do anything wrong! This was all Chaos!

Chris shoved Kim at Jenny. She looked at him. He nodded.

A kick to the gut.

PINK PERFECTION onto the entrance ramp!

She stares at Chris again before hooking the leg.

He counts.

1

2

3!

Winner: Jenny Myst

Jim Ross: Chaos has ruined a perfectly good match here!

Chris and Jenny stare at each other before he wipes his mouth and walks back behind the curtain, leaving her wincing and dumbfounded.

Jack Cain
- vs -
James Raven
Standard Match
Option 1 - 2500 Word Limit

Welcome back fans! Our next contest will feature the XWF Universal Champion, James Raven, in action against some tough competition in Jack Cain!

Jack Cain is a former Television Champion in his own right, he hasn't had much time to climb the ladder here in the XWF, JR, going up against the GOAT tonight should boost him up the rankings!

The following non-titled contest is scheduled for one fall!

"Vengeance" by Zack Hemsey plays and Jack Cain walks out from backstage.

Introducing first, from Queens, New York! He weighs in at 328 pounds.....

Cain is now making his down the ramp and climbs into the ring.

Jack Cain!!!!

The entire arena slowly fades to black as the audience excitedly awaits the entrance of "The Peoples GOAT". The drum beat and guitar solo start and a series of white and blue spotlights come up and pan the crowd. Mike Shinodas voice is heard on the speakers singing.

“Now here we go for the hundredth time, hand grenade pins in every line, throw ‘em up and let something shine, going out of my fucking mind… filthy mouth, no excuse, find a new place to hang this noose, string me up from atop these roofs, high and tight so I wont get loose.”

By now the fans are going wild and cheering as the spotlights slowly make their way to the top of the entrance ramp where a dim fog begins to form.

“Truth is you can stop and stare, rub myself out and no one cares, dug the trench out and lay down there with a shovel up, out of reach somewhere… yeah, someone pouring in, make it a dirt glass floor again, say your prayers and stomp it out when they bring that chorus in.”

The spotlights come together as one, and the fog fills the top of the ramp until the downbeat hits and a major blue and silver pyrotechnic display goes off and the rest of the arena lights turn up to full. When the smoke clears James Raven is seen on top of the ramp, his hands thrown up over his head and a huge smile on his face.

And his opponent! From Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 222 pounds! He is the XWF Universal Champion and the "People's GOAT"..... James Raven!!!!!

“I BLEED IT OUT!!! Diggin’ deeper just to throw it away, I BLEED IT OUT!!!”

James makes his way down the ramp, high fiving fans and posing for pictures with several of them until he reaches the base of the ramp. Then, he pauses for a few seconds and sprints for the ring, diving in under the bottom rope and sliding in to the center of the mat on his hands and knees. He poses for a second, then gets up and runs for the turnbuckle, climbing up and posing yet again for the fans before doing a 360 degree spin off and doing the same on the opposite turnbuckle. As his music fades out he stretches in his corner, and then waits for either his opponents entrance or the starting bell.

Raven hands the belt over to the refreree who then hands it to the time keeper, Nipsey Russel. He checks on both the comptitors once more before signally for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Jack Cain just towers over the Universal Champion here, folks. Standing nearly seven feet tall and having over a hundred pounds on the champion, he looks like a mountain standing next to Raven.

Jack Cain may have the size, but Raven is the GOAT, JR! He has the experience and the wins that Jack Cain can't touch no matter how tall he is!

Well put, Huey, Jack Cain is an experienced conditioned fighter as well, Huey.

Bar fights don't count!

Raven slowly makes his way around the ring, sizing up Jack Cain in the process, who stands motionless in his corner of the ring. He meets Raven in the middle who attempts a tie-up. Cain pushes off of Raven and sends him soaring across the ring and onto his back.

Raven rolls through and back up to one knee. Cain stands like a statue looking over to the champion.

Raven lifts himself up to his feet and moves slowly, more calculating this time, as if he was rethinking his strategy going after the big man. Cain begins moving in and attempts to grab Raven again, but Raven rolls away and evades the attempt. The champ runs and springs off the ropes and jumps in the air hitting Cain with a flying forearm! Cain staggers back but remains on his feet. Raven takes another bounce and hits Cain with a second forearm which makes him stagger again. STILL on his feet. Raven bounces off the ropes a third time, but attemps a spinning heel kick.... Cain catchs him mid air, flips him around, and powerslams him to the mat.

Cain with a quick cover on the champion!

Cain hooks the leg.

One!!

Raven kicks out almost immediately!

Cain's going to have to do more than that to take the GOAT down, JR!

Cain knows what a victory over James Raven tonight would do to his career. He's not going to pass up any opportunity to get that!

As Raven powers out of the pin, Cain grabs him by the head and helps him back to his feet. Cain reaches back and plants Raven back down with a standing clothesline. Raven's back bounces off the mat from the huge impact and stays there. Cain looks down at him and drops down with a big elbow to the chest! He then mounts the champ and starts working in lefts and rights to the face! Raven does his best to block most of the blows, but Cain catches him with the a good one that gets him seeing stars. Cain stands up and brings Rave with him, he sends him into the ropes and lifts a big boot! Raven ducks and bounces off the other set and avoids a clothesline by ducking again! He bounces off the ropes again and leaps into the air hitting Cain in the chest with a drop kick! Cain staggers back into the ropes which were the only things keeping him on his feet! Raven runs at him and hits a cross-body! Cain manages to catch the champion again, but is too top heavy and the two men flip over the top rope and fall to the outside!

Jack Cain still using his size as an advantage here, but the Universal Champion managed to catch him off balance! We'll see if he can take advantage here!

The refree is wasting no time with his count and begins right away.

ONE!

TWO!

Raven, taking less of the impact from the fall, crawls to the barricade and starts lifting himself back to his feet. Cain is still lying on the ground, barely reaching for the apron. Raven is the first to his feet and watches as Cain is almost to his. Cain notices Raven and pushes himself off the apron to go after the champ. Raven uses the barricade to lift himself up and boot Cain in the face! Cain staggers back into the apron again while Raven climbs the barricade and jumps off with an axe-handle across the face! That sends Jack Cain bouncing off the ring post and stumbling down across the corner steps.

THREE!

FOUR!

Raven stays on his opponent, he grabs him and picks him up to his feet just to throw his head into the barricade!

FIVE!

Raven using some good tactics to keep the big man down on his level!

How do you think he can do that, JR?

James Raven is the Universal Champion for a reason, Hewie.

Because he's the GOAT, JR!! That's why!

Right..

Raven grabs Cain by the back of the neck again and tosses him under the bottom rope into the ring. Cain rolls to the middle as Raven climbs up to the apron. He waits for Cain to reach his feet. As Cain turns around, Raven goes high-fly and springs off the top rope! He grabs Cain around the head with his legs and whips around back down with a head sciissor take down! Cain flips across the mat and rolls into the corner.

Wow! It's strange seeing a big man like Cain be thrown across the ring like that!

GOAT!!

Cain doesn't stay down long. He springs back to his feet almost immediately but rests in the corner. Raven seen the opportunity and rushed him again. He jumps up to the middle rope and starts delivering knees and punches to Cain's head! Cain absorbs a few, but then pushes Raven off. Raven lands on his feet and goes after him again, only to get pushed off again. Raven rushes a third time, but gets one of those big boots into the face which sends him down to the mat.

Cain comes out of the corner and reaches down to the champ, but gets caught in the Ravenlock!!

Ravenlock! Ravenlock, JR!

The official gets as close to Cain as he can and asks over and over if he taps out. Cain says nothing and continues to struggle in the hold.

James Raven with his Brazilian Triangle Choke hold! It's won him tons of matches fans and it looks like Cain is going to be his next victim!

Cain struggles in the move, unable to budge Raven or reach any of the ropes to break the hold. He begins to fade, barely moving his arms and losing strength fast. Cain is still on his feet while Raven continues reeling on the hold. With a burst of whatever strength he had left, Cain lifts Raven into the air while still locked in the hold, and slams him down with a varioution of a powerbomb!

Raven breaks the hold after taking the impact and Cain doesn't stay on his feet either. He falls to the mat and rests from being in the hold for so long, holding his head and neck in small agony.

Raven looks over at his opponent, then begins crawling towards the corner. Cain starts to do the same thing, going to the opposite corner. Raven is the first to his feet, he stares across the ring catching his breath, looking on as his opponent reaches his own feet and shares a glare back. Cain shakes his head furiously and runs across the ring after the champion. Raven side steps across the ring and goes for the FYS! Cain takes it to the chest, rather than the chin, and falls to the mat! Raven goes for a cover!

ONE!!

TWO!!

KICKOUT BY JACK CAIN!

Close one for the big man there! I don't think Raven got all of that superkick when he nailed it!

Cain got lucky, JR! If that kick would have landed on the chin like Raven was aiming for, Cain would be out cold!

Raven brings Cain back to this feet. He pushes him off the ropes and sends him into the oposite side....

Uh-oh. Could this be what I think it is?

As he Irish-whips Cain, Raven sprints to the opposite side, he springs off the top turnbuckle as Cain is reaching the middle of the ring...........

Ravensault!!

Raven moonsaults off the top and hits Cain square in the middle of the ring! Cain catches him mid-air though!!!

Again and incredible show of strenght by Jack Cain here, folks! He's been using his size advantage the entire way through this match. Just incredible!

Cain finishes by hitting Raven with a running powerslam! Cain hits the mat with both hands and stands up! He signals for the end and starts cracking his knuckles!

It looks like Jack Cain is ready to put the Universal Champ away! We could see Raven get knocked out tonight, folks!

Get up James!

Cain marches around the ring, then sizes up his opponent as Raven starts back to his feet. He sees Cain out of the corner of his eye as he starts moving in. Raven turns and Cain swings going for the TKO! Raven ducks and drop kicks Cain in the back sending him into the corner.... Cain bounces off the corner turnbuckle and turns around to a boot to the chin!!

FYS! FYS!!

Raven with the second signature superkick of the match! This time, the kick hit Cain right on the money!

Cain gets knocked back into the turnbuckle again and starts stumbling out......

..... Right into....... FLIGHT OF THE RAVEN!!

Oh my! What a follow-up!

That's it!! It's over!!

Raven with the cover......

ONE!!!

TWO!!!

THREE!!!!!!

Winner - XWF Universal Champion James Raven

Jim Ross: The match is over, but these men aren't finished!

Raven extends his hand to shake with Jack, but Jack Cain boots James Raven in the groin with a low blow! Robbie Bourbon rushes into the ring from backstage! He's in front of Cain, trying to calm him down! Robbie Bourbon has a microphone!

What the hell's the matter with you? Why did you do that?

Robbie turns to James Raven. He helps Raven to his feet, holding Raven's right hand in his.

I know why.

Robbie drops the microphone with a distinct and audible *plunk*. Raven's eyes narrow as his jaw clenches. Robbie kicks James Raven in the gut. He places him between his legs, then lifts.

ROBBIEBOMB.

Raven is dropped to the mat as Jack Cain hops on top of him and throwing a peppering of swift rights to a clutched head. Robbie picks the microphone back up.

Now, that might be a little unpopular with some of you.

A skosh unsportsmanlike.

Well, James made it pretty clear from the get go that, hey, his time with the Motherfuckers was his and when that time would be up, it would be up.

I agree.

His time is up.

I don't harbor any real animosity towards you, Jimbo.

Robbie turns and looks at Raven on the mat, being held down by Jack Cain unnecessarily because of the condition Raven finds himself in.

I know this is really fucked up, you're not a really bad guy in my eyes. You're stand-up, honorable, and not a waste of time.

But this is about one thing.

The Universal Championship.

Jack Cain rolls out of the ring and reaches underneath of it. Robbie puts his foot on the side of James Raven's skull, pressing it into the mat.

I know you're going to make me pay brutally for this.

And you also know I'm going to hit you just as hard as this even more.

The first cut's a deep one, though.

Your return is impressive. The living legend in the XWF. The GOAT of the people versus the MAN of the people should already sell lots of tickets. Throw in the greatest bling of the ring today, the Universal Championship, and we get a main event for the fucking ages.

But tonight isn't that main event.

The fans aren't going to like this very much.

But you're going to like it a whole lot less.

I'm sorry, but we as an organization have come to a decision, James. This nonsense about you being the best Motherfucker? Malarky. We were all equals.

Jack Cain rolls back into the ring with a steel chair. He hands it to Robbie.

We, the Motherfuckers, hereby wish to end your term with us. Thank you for your time, but you are terminated.

Robbie brings the chair over his head and swiftly brings it down...

*CRACK*

...crowning James Raven.

MAIN EVENT
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XWF Television Championship Match
Neville Sinclair
- vs -
Chris Valerius
15 Minute Time Limit - Standard Championship Match
Option 1 - 2500 Word Limit

The next match is our MAIN EVENT!! Introducing first the challenger from Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 208 pounds and standing 5 feet 10 inches is Chris Valeriusssssssss.

Sound plays. Chris walks to the ring and gets in. (Hint hint, put a ring entrance on your roster page.)

And the Champion standing at 6 feet 2 inches and weighing 225 pounds from Oxnard, England, he is the XWF TELEVISION CHAMPION NEVILLE SINCLAIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Music plays, champ walks to the ring with scotch in his hand because he baller like that. (Hey champ, write up an entrance for your roster page.)

DING DING DING

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14:58

Valerius immediately charges Neville, hitting him with a running forearm and staggering him back into the corner. The challenger and young rookie begins with a series of chops to Neville. On the 5th chop, and the 5th crowd "OHHH", he whips the Television Champion into the other corner and then runs with a splash.

Jim Ross: A lot of aggression shown here by the youngster.

Huey D. Louie: You need it against Neville.....he is a bad, bad man, Jim.

Valerius arm drags Neville, then bounces off the ropes and hits the TV champ with a running knee to the face. Throwing his arms up and yelling, the young gun is feeling it now. He picks up Neville by the head and drops him quickly with a sidewalk slam.

Cover.

1

2

Neville kicks out.

13:35
13:34
13:33

Valerius keeps his head of steam and picks Neville up again but the saavy veteran drops to one knee and knocks the younger challenger back with a stiff uppercut, then a chop block to the leg. He knows taking out the vertical base on such a quick competitor is a smart move. He goes back after the knee and takes Valerius down to his back. Coming off the ropes, he hits a leg drop.

Neville, knowing it is too early to cover, goes for another leg drop but the quick challenger moves and Neville lands on his tailbone. A standing dropkick from Valerius puts the TV champ on his back. Holding his leg at the knee, he winces before looking at the top rope.

Jim Ross: The wheels are churning inside that head of his, Huey!

Huey D. Louie: Oh yeah, Jim! He is thinking of taking flight!

Valerius goes to the top rope. He is almost frothing at the mouth with intensity. As soon as Neville gets to his feet......

Springboard Cross Body!

Into the cover!

1!

2!

Neville gets a shoulder up! Valerius is pissed!

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10:39
10:38

He pushes Neville back down into the cover.

1

2---A shoulder up.

Slapping the mat, Valerius rolls out of the ring. He walks over to the TV title sitting at ringside and yells at Tigs "THAT........IT'S MINE!"

But when he turns around he runs into a baseball slide from Neville which sends him stumbling into the announce table. Neville exits the ring and he now has a pissed off look. He fires off a few punches to Valerius before whipping him back first into the steps. Neville, then very politely, tells Tigs, "Actually, Madam, that belt belongs to me." Then turns back to Valerius, picking him up and stumbling him back with a knee to the face.

Neville then takes him by the head and throws him into the ring post. The crowd again retaliates with an "OHHHHH"

The smart champion, however, hears the refs 6 count and slides into the ring.

7

8

9

10-----NO! Valerius just gets into the ring with a surge of energy. Neville can't believe it.

Neville begins to stop on Valerius as he looks up and sees the clock.

7:45
7:44
7:43

Neville swings Valerius off the ropes, but Valerius ducks the clothesline and comes back with a flying forearm of his own. Valerius buries a boot into the side of the champs head then looks out to the crowd seething.

Jim Ross: Would you look at that fire in his eyes! Suddenly things don't look so good for the reigning champion!

Valerius grabs Neville by the head and pulls him up to his knees before delivering a devastating knee smash to the top of his head. Neville goes limp, but Valerius powers him back up and hits him with another solid knee shot before letting him drop to the mat. Valerius angerly looks back out to the crowd who are now booing the challenger.

Jim Ross: Chris Valerius is starting to lose it Huey!

Huey D. Louie: Lose it, when did he ever have it to begin with!?

Neville starts to show signs of life as he struggles to push himself up from the mat. Valerius see's this and quickly mounts him, driving elbows to the back of Neville's head. Neville doesn't have it in him to fight back or even cover up. Valerius transitions into The Ravaging. As soon as Valerius locks it in, Neville's eyes fly open as he yells out in pain. The ref slides into position to check on Neville, but Neville refuses to submit. Valerius rears back, applying more pressure as he lets out a war cry that momentarily drowns out Neville's painful grunts. Still, Neville refuses to submit and instead reaches out for the bottom rope.

Jim Ross: Neville Sinclair is desperately reaching for the ropes, but they are just out of reach!

Huey D. Louie: Stick a fork in him JR, it's over!

Jim Ross: It's stick a fork in him, he's done!

Huey D. Louie: Don't tell me how to use words!

Neville screams out as he summons every ounce of his being to make one final attempt at grabbing the ropes and manages to succeed! The referee Immediately jumps to his feet and demands that Valerius releases the hold, but Valerius ignores the official and continues to wrench back with all of his might. The Ref begins the five count.

1!

2!

3!

4!

The ref doesn't finish the count however and instead gets to work trying to forcefully pull Chris Valerius off of Neville. Chris finally releases the hold and springs to his feet getting in the refs face and intimidates him back into the corner.

Jim Ross: Chaz Bobo needs to be careful. Chris Valerius isn't a guy that you want to get on the bad side of!

5:34
5:33
5:32

Valerius turns his attention back to Sinclair, who is lying motionless on the mat. Valerius grabs him by the hair and pulls him up to his knees before slapping him a few times purely as a sign of disrespect. Valerius pulls him the rest of the way up and easily lifts him up to his shoulders.

Jim Ross: Thoughtcrime!!!

Neville somehow finds the where with all to slip out and reverse into a DDT! Chris rolls across the ring holding his head as Neville once again lays motionless.

Jim Ross: Desperation move by Neville, but it paid off.

Huey D. Louie: He's fighting off of pure instinct JR!

Valerius gets up to one knee, still holding the back of his head. He's breathing heavily and staring daggers through Neville. Valerius shouts as he jumps to his feet and dashes across the ring, but Neville manages to quickly roll out to the floor and leans against the barricade.

1!

Valerius stares out at Neville and motions to him to return to the ring.

2!

Neville pushes himself off of the barricade. He's a little wobbly, but back to his feet.

3!

Neville and Valerius play a game of cat and mouse with Neville standing at the corner of the ring, and favoring whichever side that Valerius isn't attempting to come out of.

Heuy D. Louie: He's ducking him JR!

4!

Valerius, realizing that he can't win the TV title via count out and that Neville isn't planning on getting back into the ring, jumps out of the ring. Neville takes off running in the opposite direction as Valerius gives chase!

Huey D. Louie: HE IS, HE'S DUCKING CHRIS VALERIUS!!!

1!

Neville turns around to see Valerius charging in at full steam.

2!

Neville catches him with a drop toe hold that sends Valerius face first into the steel steps!

3!

GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY! CHRIS VALERIUS MAY BE OUT COLD!

Sinclair rolls back into the ring, still slightly off balance and out of breath.

4!

5!

6!

Valerius begins using the apron to help pull himself up to his feet.

7!

8!

Valerius slides into the ring, but as soon as he does, Neville dips out on the other side!

Huey D. Louie: ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW!?!

1:12
1:11
1:10

Jim Ross: There's just over a minute left in this match, and Sinclair knows that he doesn't have to win in order to retain the title, he just has to avoid a pinfall or submission!

Huey D. Louie: So you're justifying his tactics?

Jim Ross: No, I can't say that I agree with what Neville's doing, but you have to admit that it's a smart strategy.

The ref realizes that Neville is outside of the ring again and begins counting once more.

1!

2!

3!

Valerius looks at the clock and realizes that he's about to lose out on his championship opportunity if he doesn't act quick. He rushes across the ring and baseball slides out of the ring, but just like before, Neville takes off running in the opposite direction. Valerius gives chase once again.

4!

Neville slides into the ring. Valerius starts to slide in as well, but Neville baseball slides under the ropes and connects with a double foot sandwich that sends Valerius crashing into the barricade!

5!

6!

1:00
0:59
0:58

7!

8!

Valerius pulls himself up and stumbles towards the ring!

9!

Valerius grabs the bottom rope to help pull himself into the ring, but Neville comes sliding in with another kick. This time Valerius is ready for it. He grabs Neville by the ankle and yanks him through the ropes to the outside breaking the count!

Huey D. Louie: Fool me once, shame on you.... you're not fooling Chris Valerius twice though!

1!

Jim Ross: Whatever Valerius is planning, he'd best act quick, we only have 47 seconds left before the time limit expires!

Valerius grabs Neville by the back of the hair and leads him towards the ring. Neville tries to fight back with a couple of limp, tired punches, but Valerius shrugs them off and fires back with a wide right hook of his own before tossing Neville into the ring.

2!

Valerius slides in right behind him and quickly goes to work trying to lift Neville up for the Thoughtcrime. Neville is doing his best to fight Valerius off. Deadweight, hooking the leg. Valerius tries to power him up to no avail.

0:31
0:30
0:29

Jim Ross: Neville is holding on for dear life!

Huey D. Louie: He can't beat Chris Valerius and he knows it, that's why he's playing these games!

Valerius throws a right to the head, followed by another. Neville goes limp and Valerius tries to lift him up again, but Neville hooks the leg and manages to fight it off again! Valerius is steaming with frustration as he grabs Neville by the hair and starts dropping elbows across the back of Neville's head. The first one rocks him, the second sends him to his knees. The third seems to put him out cold, but Valerius doesn't let up. He continues to smash elbow shot after elbow shot into the back of Neville's head.

Huey D. Louie: THAT'S IT, HIT HIM UNTIL HE'S MUSH!

Valerius desperately looks up to the timer.

0:16
0:15
0:14

Knowing that he doesn't have much time left, Valerius tries once more to lift Neville up, but Neville once again manages to hook the leg. As soon as he does, Valerius quickly transitions into the crossface and drops to the mat! Neville screams out in agony as the Bobo drops down to check the submission. Chris looks like a madman as he rocks back and forth, rearing back on the hold and applying as much pressure as he possibly can! Neville holds his hand out above the mat shaking in pain.

0:09
0:08
0:07

White]Jim Ross: CAN NEVILLE HOLD ON!?![/white]

Chris leans back so far that his shoulders actually touch the mat as Neville's body bends into an unnatural and painful position. Neville waves his arm and calls for the submission, but Chaz Bobo fails to see it because he moved into position to count the pinfall.

1!

2!

3!

DING! DING! DING!

Tig O'Bitties: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner, and still Television Champion, NEVILLE SIIINNNCLAIR!!!!

WINNER - NEVILLE SINCLAIR

Chaz Bobo awards Neville the title. He grasps it tight to his chest and quickly rolls out of the ring. Chris Valerius stands up and obviously mouths "what the fuck". Neville hobbles up the ramp as Valerius turns his attention to Chaz Bobo.

Jim Ross: Chris, calm down. Think about the consequences of your actions!

Valerius stomps towards Bobo and swings him around to face him. Bobo throws his hands up and tries to explain what happened, but Valerius hits a right elbow smash that staggers Bobo, but before he can fall, Chris scoops him up onto his shoulders and devastates him with Thoughtcrime!

Jim Ross: OH MY GAWD, YOU CAN'T ATTACK AN OFFICIAL LIKE THAT!

Chris then locks Bobo up in the crossface, the very move that should have won him the match. Bobo is out cold, but Chris doesn't give a fuck as he rears back just as hard as he was with Neville only moments ago.

Jim Ross: Somebody needs to get security out here NOW!

Suddenly, no sooner than JR said it, a team of five security officers dressed in all black, come running down the ramp. Valerius releases the hold and springs to his feet as the security guards hit the ring. Two of the officers approach Chris and tell him to leave the ring. Chris backs down and starts to leave, but it was a fake out! He turns and hits a switchblade kick on one of the officers sending him to the mat. Before the other can react, Valerius levels him with jumping knee strike!

Jim Ross: NO NO NO!!!

Huey D. Louie: YES YES YES! This'll teach teach'em to screw over Chris Valerius!

The other three guards charge at Chris, but he drops and rolls out of the ring before they can get to him. As Chris walks by the commentary table Huey D. Louie reaches out and taps Chris on the arm to get his attention.

Huey D. Louie: Way to go champ!

Valerius glances at his arm where Huey just tapped him before firing off a right hook that knocks the color commentator out cold! Ross jumps out of his chair and backs away as Chris turns and continues up the ramp. Ross leans over and checks on Huey who opens his eyes, but looks completely out of it.

Jim Ross: This man is completely out of control! I'll tell you this much, there had better be hell to pay for Chris Valerius actions here tonight!

Ross breaths heavily as he takes a moment to collect himself before continuing.

"Well folks, we aren't done yet. Stay tuned because after the commercial break Theo Pryce is set to meet the new XWF King of the Ring The Engineer and Vincent Lane in the middle of that ring."

"MONEY TALKS"

A video montage of Theo Pryce's greatest hits plays on the XWFtron as "Money Talks" by AC/DC rocks the arena much to the delight of the fans. Theo Pryce, member of The Kings™ and one half owner of the XWF walks down to the ring greeting various fans as he does. He ascends the steps, steps through the ropes and waves to the crowd.

"Right after King Of The Ring ended Theo Pryce said he wanted to have a word with Vincent Lane and Engy and it looks like now is the time."

"Nothing gets passed you J.R."

Is Dexter ill? Is Dexter ill? Is Dexter ill Is Dexter ill today?

Mr Kirk, Dexter's in school!

I'm afraid he's not, Miss Fishborne. Dexter's truancy problem is way out of hand. The Baltimore County school board have decided to expel Dexter from the entire public school system!

Oh Mr. Kirk, I'm as upset as you to learn of Dexter's truancy. But surely, expulsion is not the answer!

I'm afraid expulsion is the only answer. It's the opinion of the entire staff that Dexter is criminally insane…*echo*….insane….insane….insane….

On the main screen is a grainy image of an old television test screen. After the initial dialogue the sound slips into “Frontier Psychiatrist” by The Avalanches. As the offbeat tune picks up, the test screen fades and is instead replaced with a series of Rorschach ink blots. Each panel of ink blots at first looks innocuous, but soon slithers into the shadowy outlines of terrible scenes: a knife going through a head, a body with entrails spilling out before it, a bisected human torso, a figure whose face appears to be slipping off. Interspersed with the morphing inkblot tests are other images of rats flitting about in sewers and pictures of pleasant “whitebread” 1950’s families whose members have no faces. The white lights are now accompanied by small red lights panning all over the arena that look like droplets of blood in contrasts with the white lights.

The Engineer steps to the top of the ramp, his head ticking back and forth as he shoots the crowd paranoid, nervous glares and mutters to himself. He stalks to the ring and rolls under the bottom rope, whereupon he paces back and forth like a caged animal, still talking to himself, but also being sure to keep an eye on Theo Pryce who remains still in the middle of the ring.

"I WANNA ROCK"

"And here comes the other owner of the XWF. Vincent Lane."

The high pitched wail of Dee Snider pierces the air as the Twisted Sister classic pumps through the PA system. As two big pyro towers shoot off on either side of the stage, "Loverboy" Vinnie Lane spins out of the entrance ramp, wearing a three piece suit and the King of the XWF crown. The crowd erupts in boos as Loverboy struts down the aisle, strumming the air guitar oblivious to the fact that the entire crowd hates him. As he hops onto the ring apron, he swings around, facing the crowd, and pumps his fist along to the music, singing along and inciting the crowd to do so as well but instead they just boo. And boo. And boo some more. Lane finally slips through the ropes and enters the ring. The first thing he does is point to Engy and then to the crown atop his head and laughs before standing a few feet from Theo Pryce.

"Well I'm here Theo. What do you want? I got dinner reservations with Roxy and she hates to be late so let's get this over with."

"Thanks Vincent I can appreciate that so I'll do exactly as you asked and I'll get right down to brass tax. The King of The Ring Tournament is something steeped in tradition. It's legacy includes names such as my friend Doctor Louis D'Ville. The tournament means something to the XWF of the past, the present and ideally the future. Vince what you did by bringing in Seth Feder and inserting him into the semi finals, bypassing the previous rounds and effectively disrespecting all of those who took part in the tournament prior was disgraceful.

Part of me wanted to put a stop to it then and there. To remove Seth from the tournament and allow Phantom Panzer into the finals as he should have been but I was willing to give Panzer the benefit of the doubt and let him earn his place in the finals. Unfortunately he didn't do that and Seth advanced..."

"Get to the point Theo. I didn't come here for a history lesson. You of all people should appreciate that since you just a few days ago scalded that

Scully for doing the very same thing."

"I'm getting there Vince and I'd appreciate you not interrupting me as it only makes this take longer. Fortunately for us all Engy here he beat Seth. He beat Seth fair and square. He won the match, won the Xtreme title in the process and ultimately he won the right to be called King of the Ring. He earned that crown that you wear right now. And so I am here to ask you, one final time to do the right thing. For Engy. For the fans and for your own legacy here in the XWF."

"Legacy? Legacy? My legacy in the XWF is pretty damn secure dude. Top 10 in the XWF top 50. Where are you at on that list Theo? I am to date the greatest and longest reigning Universal Champion in XWF history. One of the longest reigning Hart champions in XWF history. A trios champion. And owner of the XWF. My legacy was secured long before you and the rest of your Kings came back into the fold. So don't speak to me about legacies dude, I have nothing to worry about as far my legacy is concerned.

Now as for this crown that is resting comfortably above my beautiful face I didn't steal it, I am not keeping it from Engy as you claim. I am the rightful King of the XWF both by blood and by deed. I was never pinned in 2015. The person who "won" that event is gone. Erased from the history books. That makes me the King of the Ring. Then. Now. Always. It's pretty simple dude I'm not sure why you and Engy don't get that."

"I don't recall the Good Doctor making the same claims when he came back. He technically never lost the crown did he? He was never beaten. He has as much, in fact, he has more claim to that crown than you do. Why don't we call him out here and get his take? What do you say Vince? In fact, let's just do that right now. Doc, how about you come on down here?"

"That's not necessary Theo because it doesn't matter. He relinquished his rights to the crown when he decided not to defend it."

"That's interesting. When he chose not to defend it. Well Vince how about this, if that crown truly is yours as you claim why don't you defend it in a match with Engy? Right here and right now?"

"How many times do I have to say this, I feel like I'm talking to a brick wall here. I don't wrestle anymore. It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't. I physically and medically can not."

The fans erupt in a serious of boos and "You're a pussy!" chants which Lane just shrugs off.

"The fans sure didn't like that. Not one bit."

"Not sure Vinnie Lane cares what the fans think anymore."

"You know what Vince. It's clear to me that no matter what I say, no matter what I do, you aren't going to see your way to logic and reason. You are going to continue to act with your own self-interest in mind. I'm sorry Vince. I really am because I tried so hard to do the right thing. To do right by the fans, by the roster and by you but you couldn't see past your own pettiness and greed. You tried so hard to paint us into a corner, to create a monster where one didn't exist. Well...now...now you get to reap what you've sown."

CRACK!!!

"Oh what the hell!?!? The Kings™!! The Kings™ are beating the hell out Vincent Lane."

Lane goes down hard thanks to a well placed chair shot to the back by John Samuels.

Samuels, Madison and D'Ville are all laying boots to Lane's head while Engy stands there not really sure what role he should be playing in all of this. He takes a step forward towards The Kings™ but Theo steps in front of him, effectively cutting him off and motions for him to take a few steps back.

Doctor D'Ville motions towards Samuels and Madison and the two men then reach down and pull a bloody Vincent Lane to his feet. The two men then toss Lane towards D'Ville who plants him with his famed LOBOTOMY!!!

D'Ville looks over towards Theo and extends his hand with a smile. Theo then reaches forward and slaps D'Ville's hand as if to say "nicely done." Theo then points towards the far ropes and says something inaudible as the crowd is going nuts over what they are seeing. Doctor D'Ville reaches down and drags a barely conscious Vinne Lane towards the ropes. He grabs Lane by the hair and jams his face into the bottom rope, forcing him to bite down on it. He tries to resist but the collective strength of the rest of The Kings™ leaves him no choice.

With Lane's mouth firmly planted on the bottom rope Theo steps forward and devistates his fellow owner with the Sovereign Stomp, a rope aided curb stomp. Lane's head snaps backwards as he rolls off the rope, his eyes rolled into the back of his head.

"This is absolutely despicable. Where is security? Where is Tommy Gunn? Enough is enough already."

"It seems The Kings™ might actually agree with you J.R as John Madison just shoved Lane out of the ring with his foot. Vinnie might want to get checked out by a Doctor. No telling what is on the bottom of John Madison's shoes."

Theo reaches down and picks up the King of the XWF crown that had fallen off of Lane's head when he was hit from behind by John Samuel's chair shot. He casually walks over towards Engy and extends the crown out towards him.

Engy reaches forward to take the crown but before he can accept it he's damn near decapitated when John Madison smashes one of the Unified Tag Team titles into Engy's face.

Engy hits the mat hard his eyes fixated on the ceiling above him.

"Congratulations Engy on winning what I can only describe as the weakest King of the Ring tournament in XWF history. I mean the list of people who competed in that tournament was so pathetic that a street rat like Seth Feder almost won it. By all means Engy, call yourself King of the Ring, or King Shit, call yourself the most polished turd in the toilet bowl for all I care but this crown here, it's coming with us. Now if for some reason you decide that you've given up on life and want to end it all then by all means come try and take this crown from us.

And to the rest of you, to the fans, to everyone in the back and most especially to you Vinnie Lane you prick bastard you, you all had 4 months, 4 months of us playing by the rules, 4 months of us looking out for the greater good but now the self imposed shackles have been removed. What comes next...well...I guess you'll just have to wait and see."

"Anti You" by Blue Stahli starts playing as a sea of boos and trash rain down on The Kings™ as they make their way to the back.

Special Thank You To:

Chris Chaos
Dr. Milton Mathews
Jefferson Jackson
Danny Imperial
Robbie Bourbon

JimCaedus · (08-28-2017)

I watch as The Kings decimate Boss Lane on the mounted flat screen above the dresser in my suite, picking through my snack mixture of milk duds and popcorn. I listen intently as Theo Pryce explains.

"And to the rest of you, to the fans, to everyone in the back and most especially to you Vinnie Lane you prick bastard you, you all had 4 months, 4 months of us playing by the rules-"

I nearly choke at Theo's words, coughing up puffed pieces and kernel fragments, a wet milk dud launching onto the floor.

"The fuck?? Where was I for the "rule adhering" Kings?"

Theo Pryce · (08-28-2017)

(08-27-2017, 09:04 AM)JimCaedus Said:
I watch as The Kings decimate Boss Lane on the mounted flat screen above the dresser in my suite, picking through my snack mixture of milk duds and popcorn. I listen intently as Theo Pryce explains.

"And to the rest of you, to the fans, to everyone in the back and most especially to you Vinnie Lane you prick bastard you, you all had 4 months, 4 months of us playing by the rules-"

I nearly choke at Theo's words, coughing up puffed pieces and kernel fragments, a wet milk dud launching onto the floor.

"The fuck?? Where was I for the "rule adhering" Kings?"

Losing.

~~Peter Fn Gilmour~~ · (08-28-2017)

Just shame nobody recognizes me as a king..

*walks away flipping ppl off*.

The Engineer · (08-28-2017)

Hey Theo Et Al.

Good job stealing from somebody with the mind of a literal child. What next to display your inherent superiority?

You know, for a guy who supposedly had such a problem with the quality of the competition at the KOTR, I didn't exactly see you racing to take part. Or would taking part in TWO matches every third month just be too taxing?

JimCaedus · (08-28-2017)

(08-27-2017, 12:15 PM)Theo Pryce Said:
(08-27-2017, 09:04 AM)JimCaedus Said:
I watch as The Kings decimate Boss Lane on the mounted flat screen above the dresser in my suite, picking through my snack mixture of milk duds and popcorn. I listen intently as Theo Pryce explains.

"And to the rest of you, to the fans, to everyone in the back and most especially to you Vinnie Lane you prick bastard you, you all had 4 months, 4 months of us playing by the rules-"

I nearly choke at Theo's words, coughing up puffed pieces and kernel fragments, a wet milk dud launching onto the floor.

"The fuck?? Where was I for the "rule adhering" Kings?"

Losing.

I share at the text from Theo.

Losing.

Hm? Fuck's he talkin' about? He couldn't have heard me, this ain't the goddamn Never-ending Story for cryin' out lou-

That's when I turn slightly to the right and spy the trio XWF camera crew filming me.

Oh yeah... Well, may as well answer.

"Aha but if I remember correctly one of those particular losses had to do with rule _breaking_ while facing The Kings in the Unified Tag Title match. I believe John Samuels was the culprit, yes? Oooops, my point remains apt. Not that it matters, you schmucks wear shady well."

Theo Pryce · (08-28-2017)

You see that's the thing Jim. You don't remember correctly. Not even remotely. Chris Chaos tried to screw AX3, repeatedly. He only STOPPED when I made him. Go back and re-watch the match, do your research first. It might save you from putting your foot in your mouth the next time.

Theo Pryce · (08-28-2017)

(08-27-2017, 04:12 PM)Maddy and Engy Said: Hey Theo Et Al.

Good job stealing from somebody with the mind of a literal child. What next to display your inherent superiority?

You know, for a guy who supposedly had such a problem with the quality of the competition at the KOTR, I didn't exactly see you racing to take part. Or would taking part in TWO matches every third month just be too taxing?

What reason would I have for entering the tournament? I was a King of the XWF when being a King of the XWF actually meant something. I've done it all before and I have no desire to do it again. The talent level of that tournament was absolutely disgraceful. No doubt a direct reflection of the piss poor job Vinnie Lane has done as the CEO.

As for your crown, we didn't take it because we wanted it. We took it simply because we could. As I said to you on Saturday, if you want it come get it but before you decide to end your life remember this, the crown doesn't make the man.

JimCaedus · (08-28-2017)

(08-28-2017, 03:37 AM)Theo Pryce Said: You see that's the thing Jim. You don't remember correctly. Not even remotely. Chris Chaos tried to screw AX3, repeatedly. He only STOPPED when I made him. Go back and re-watch the match, do your research first. It might save you from putting your foot in your mouth the next time.

"Gee, with all the run-ins in context with Chaos, Blingsteen and The Kings etc, I must have gotten a bit mixed up with details. Of course...Cadryn poofing into a match to take a hit for Doc, which has happened, very much constitutes breaking of the rules. I also recall John Madison guest reffing a match between James Raven and Gilly in which Maddy's conduct was FAR less than "rule adhering". Sorry Theo, I know you desperately wanted to win one but The Kings AIN'T been the example o' law and order 'round here and my original point STILL stands. Still got that brain _in_ drugs, don'tcha?"

**Doctor Louis D'Ville** · (08-28-2017)

Way to squeeze the life out of every single detail that's happened in the past six months, JC. The thing with the Jester™ and Mister Maddy is they're like disobedient dogs sometimes. While dogs technically have no mean bones in their body, their behavior is mostly based on instincts and patterns and such. Maddy does what he thinks best in a situation, although it doesn't always pan out. Did you watch the main event at High Stakes, by chance? Who was the victim there? And Cadryn would OBVIOUSLY just do anything to protect his KING™. What's so malicious and rule breaking about that?

Theo Pryce · (08-28-2017)

Poofing in to take a chair shot for the Doc is breaking the rules? But being on the team that was using said chair during a non xtreme rules match is apparently kosher. Good to know. I am curious though Jim, can you find for me in the rule book, in ANY rule book where it says anything about how taking a shot to the head with a chair is illegal. That's like saying the guy who stepped in front of a moving car to help his friend broke the rules because the car wasn't aiming for him. Jesus Christ Jim, at least try not to sound like an absolute

every time you open your mouth. It's one thing coming from Scully. I expect that kind of talk but you? A self proclaimed star killer? You sure as shit got that right. Because the truth is in the last few months the only star you've killed is yourself.

Former Universal Champion.
A former Universal Champion who then lost his rematch to a woman.
Former Trios Champion.
Former member of AX3.

Which is now defunct by the way.

And no Jim your original point doesn't stand because you mentioned John Samuels specifically in the title unification match as breaking the rules. But he didn't. You didn't just get mixed up you self aborted right in front of our very eyes.

You want to point out a time when John Madison did something crazy? Like Doc said, he acts without thinking, you of all people should understand what that's like.

If you want some examples of us winning matches without cheating look no further than the title unification match or High Stakes or King of the Ring.

Let's not forget Jim, AX3 made a name for itself by cheating. It took the XWF by storm by cheating. Then that storm ran into The Kings™ and well...we know how that story ends don't we Jim?

**Doctor Louis D'Ville** · (08-28-2017)

(08-27-2017, 04:12 PM)Maddy and Engy Said: Hey Theo Et Al.

Good job stealing from somebody with the mind of a literal child. What next to display your inherent superiority?

You know, for a guy who supposedly had such a problem with the quality of the competition at the KOTR, I didn't exactly see you racing to take part. Or would taking part in TWO matches every third month just be too taxing?

That's because we are already KINGS™.

You dummy.

**Doctor Louis D'Ville** · (08-28-2017)

(08-28-2017, 02:46 PM)Theo Pryce Said: Poofing in to take a chair shot for the Doc is breaking the rules? But being on the team that was using said chair during a non xtreme rules match is apparently kosher. Good to know. I am curious though Jim, can you find for me in the rule book, in ANY rule book where it says anything about how taking a shot to the head with a chair is illegal. That's like saying the guy who stepped in front of a moving car to help his friend broke the rules because the car wasn't aiming for him. Jesus Christ Jim, at least try not to sound like an absolute every time you open your mouth. It's one thing coming from Scully. I expect that kind of talk but you? A self proclaimed star killer? You sure as shit got that right. Because the truth is in the last few months the only star you've killed is yourself.

Former Universal Champion.
A former Universal Champion who then lost his rematch to a woman.
Former Trios Champion.
Former member of AX3.

Which is now defunct by the way.

And no Jim your original point doesn't stand because you mentioned John Samuels specifically in the title unification match as breaking the rules. But he didn't. You didn't just get mixed up you self aborted right in front of our very eyes.

You want to point out a time when John Madison did something crazy? Like Doc said, he acts without thinking, you of all people should understand what that's like.

If you want some examples of us winning matches without cheating look no further than the title unification match or High Stakes or King of the Ring.

Let's not forget Jim, AX3 made a name for itself by cheating. It took the XWF by storm by cheating. Then that storm ran into The Kings™ and well...we know how that story ends don't we Jim?

With ice cream?

The Engineer · (08-28-2017)

(08-28-2017, 03:47 AM)Theo Pryce Said:
(08-27-2017, 04:12 PM)Maddy and Engy Said: Hey Theo Et Al.

Good job stealing from somebody with the mind of a literal child. What next to display your inherent superiority?

You know, for a guy who supposedly had such a problem with the quality of the competition at the KOTR, I didn't exactly see you racing to take part. Or would taking part in TWO matches every third month just be too taxing?

What reason would I have for entering the tournament? I was a King of the XWF when being a King of the XWF actually meant something. I've done it all before and I have no desire to do it again. The talent level of that tournament was absolutely disgraceful. No doubt a direct reflection of the piss poor job Vinnie Lane has done as the CEO.

As for your crown, we didn't take it because we wanted it. We took it simply because we could. As I said to you on Saturday, if you want it come get it but before you decide to end your life remember this, the crown doesn't make the man.

Hey

, this is Madison. I talk in pink words.

You wanna play the big mean bully role, picking on the underpriveledged? Bitch, that's been how I roll for just as long as you.

Just remember though that sometimes folks who get bullied snap. It's happened to me. The jock usually isn't the one who picks up a gun and mows down an entire locker room, know what I'm sayin'? And Engy ain't exactly what any objective measure would call stable. Nonetheless, I can't have him kill you. So I may be the only thing standing in the way of you eating a rusty shank when you're on the way to your car.

But he does indeed want that crown. And, word to the wise, while he may be outnumbered NOW, there are a WHOOOOOOLE lotta people in the XWF who'd just as soon watch your waifish effeminate body burn as piss the fire out.

JimCaedus · (08-28-2017)

"Theo, Doc...rules is motherfuckin' rules. Period. Ain't no excusing your teammates' fuck ups any more than my own. Cadryn poofing in is interference. Again, period, and fuck your pathetic attempt to twist that BLATANT breaking of the rules as anything less. Yes Theo, my original point challenging your claiming The Kings were following the rules for 4 months is absolutely correct and your statement, wholly untrue. I'm sorry my attention to facts doesn't coincide with what you WANT the people to believe but I've proven my accusation as truth. At this point all five o' you fools can hop on into this debate and deny all you want, unfortunately what I've said exists as official record and leaves you lookin' like liars. I don't really give a shit what you say about what happened with my recent losses, shit's been turned around. And uh, anytime you, Theo, wanna face me in singles competition I'd be happy to show you just how incorrect you are about me. But you won't do that will you? Not without weeks of off time and me hopefully tiring out, right? In fact...which of you WILL? All you're good for is painting the truth with a thin coat o' horseshit everyone can still see right through. Except apparently Pennywise the Down Syndrome Clown. And I know, I know...I'm not "worth" your time. The #3 contender to the Uni Title, listed in the XWF All-Time Top 50 somehow ain't worth the time to get your ass kicked by 'im. I get it. I'd "cooly" disguise my fear with arrogance too if I were an over-hyped group o' part time Legends with a track record for shadily keeping my legacy relevant."

Theo Pryce · (08-28-2017)

Well which one is it Jim? Are we over-hyped or aren't we? You can't sit there and talk about how you are in the XWF's top 50 all time and then just dismiss us as being over-hyped when everyone single one of us is on the same list as you. And every.single.one.of.us. is ahead of you on that list. Do you want to keep digging your own grave or do you want to go and try your hand and running your trap to people who aren't ten times better than you on their worst days?

And no Jim for the third time what you said doesn't exist as official record because what you said was quite literally a lie. Let's not forget, you introduced yourself to this one sided debate by stating something that was patently false. But you still want to deny what is right there in front of you it's astounding.

You have it completely twisted Jim, I don't give a fuck what people believe. You want to believe we are the baddest guys around be my guest. Most folks did that even when we were playing by the rules. Yes Jim, playing by the rules. Not ganging up on people or taking over shows and interfering throughout the card like your once upon a time crew AX3 did. Did we have to bend the rules, not break them from time to time to keep up with your group that held no regard for the rules and also added members like D'Ville add's vitamins to his daily regiment? Absolutely. But at the end of the day, I don't need to get people to believe my side of things. They can watch the tape for themselves. They can see where we played fairly while others around us didn't. We did it all to prove a point. That we could win without doing all the stuff that for months you and your friends loved doing themselves.

And now that we've grown tired of that we are going to do what we do best. Cheat. Lie. Steal. Scheme. Break the rules. Rewrite the rules. Give no regard for anyone or anything but ourselves. We are going to do everything you and AX3 tried to do. But better. Because we are better. In every ring on every continent on Earth. We are The Kings™. And now everyone, you included is going to get to experience that first hand.

Lane was right to try and get rid of us. Stupid for thinking he could but right for trying. His failure is going to be our fun.

Strap in Jim cause this ride's going to be a doozy.

**Doctor Louis D'Ville** · (08-28-2017)

Um, not to take anything away from you Theo, but Jimmy already rode a dragon courtesy of Mikey. If this ride of yours is going to impress him, it must be pretty fantastical.

Cadryn Tiberius · **08-28-2017, 05:11 PM**

And with a poof of smoke Jester™ Cadryn appears!

I think you're hard of hearing Jim, you're just not up to snuff. It's actually kind of sad for you to act like you're so tough. A king has laid before you all our goals and proper warning. You should probably find yourself a friend so maybe you'll quit squirming. It's obvious your no match for us, your not even a bump in the road. Good luck my friend you'll need more than that, your coffin I shall mold.

JimCaedus · (08-28-2017)

"_Mr._ Pryce...the fact I've been on the roster less than a year and still managed to make the first cut of the All-Time Top 50 is quite comparable to you and your clique's higher ranking as XWF Legends. Don't worry, I'll be doing whatever it takes to up my own ranking WHICH, by the way, I am absolutely proud of as is to begin with.

I do appreciate you downgrading the "we didn't break rules" to "ok, maybe we DID bend them" but it still lends more validity to my very apt challenging of your statement claiming following the rules for 4 months. Breaking, bending...neither of those define following the rules. Shall we try redefining the black and white concept once more or has this levied logic been plain enough to afford at the very least an agree to disagree moment? I admit, YOU yourself have been the most rigid of The Kings, Theo, until of course this lil' matter of Engy's crown which consequently doesn't make you all look too terribly holier than thou. And don't bother mentioning Boss Lane. He never claimed to be anything he wasn't.

The subject was never what Ax3 did or didn't do, that's irrelevant in relation to my challenging your hyperbole of "following the rules for 4 months". Theo if this were a civil trial I already would've provided enough evidence to prove The Kings didn't always follow the rules and won the judgment. It's as simple as that and no amount of diversion will change it. I never said The Kings were the incarnation of "baddest guys around", you're just a group of Legends who SHOULDN'T hafta stoop to the shady means you stoop to. And now you proudly state you'll all be breaking as many rules as possible. I dare say if we focus on a fan by fan reaction in that Hollywood Savage arena your announcement really only elicited responses to the tune of "uh...ok...so what's changed now?". I for one don't fear this millimeter shift from shady to blatant "Fuck the rules". A doozy of a ride shall it be? I'm afraid Mikey's right; after that journey in the sky above London aboard a fuckin dragon I'd say I'm lookin' forward to what your "sudden" rogue's gallery has in store. Should be fun."

Cadryn Tiberius · **08-28-2017, 05:46 PM**

And with a second poof of smoke Jester™ Cadryn appears once more!

Hey dude.

So I've got kind of a weird question, but I think it's an important one none the less.

I'm looking over your record and I see that you have a draw on there.

Would you please remind myself and viewers at home what beast of a warrior could have taken the great Jim Caedus to a draw?

The Engineer · (08-28-2017)

(08-28-2017, 05:11 PM)The Jester™ - Cadryn Tiberius Said: And with a poof of smoke Jester™ Cadryn appears!

I think you're hard of hearing Jim, you're just not up to snuff. It's actually kind of sad for you to act like you're so tough. A king has laid before you all our goals and proper warning. You should probably find yourself a friend so maybe you'll quit squirming. It's obvious your no match for us, your not even a bump in the road. Good luck my friend you'll need more than that, your coffin I shall mold.

When you sneeze does all the cum just squirt out your nose? It's gotta get pretty backed up after a while.

Cute kneepads too.

Cadryn Tiberius · **08-28-2017, 05:59 PM**

(08-28-2017, 05:49 PM)Maddy and Engy Said:
(08-28-2017, 05:11 PM)The Jester™ - Cadryn Tiberius Said: And with a poof of smoke Jester™ Cadryn appears!

I think you're hard of hearing Jim, you're just not up to snuff. It's actually kind of sad for you to act like you're so tough. A king has laid before you all our goals and proper warning. You should probably find yourself a friend so maybe you'll quit squirming. It's obvious your no match for us, your not even a bump in the road. Good luck my friend you'll need more than that, your coffin I shall mold.

When you sneeze does all the cum just squirt out your nose? It's gotta get pretty backed up after a while.

Cute kneepads too.

Oh, look at you trying to be funny.

How cute.

Speaking of kneepads, you wanna borrow some?

I imagine being on yours all the time gets painful.

Now you see, that wasn't funny.

Gay jokes are so last year, girl. But you know what truly is funny? You putting yourself in a situation you have no business being in. Oh wait, didn't The Kings™ lay waste to y'all a few days ago? So I can see where you're kinda included, but not so much.

KBAI.

The Engineer · (08-28-2017)

(08-28-2017, 05:59 PM)The Jester™ - Cadryn Tiberius Said:
(08-28-2017, 05:49 PM)Maddy and Engy Said:
(08-28-2017, 05:11 PM)The Jester™ - Cadryn Tiberius Said: And with a poof of smoke Jester™ Cadryn appears!

I think you're hard of hearing Jim, you're just not up to snuff. It's actually kind of sad for you to act like you're so tough. A king has laid before you all our goals and proper warning. You should probably find yourself a friend so maybe you'll quit squirming. It's obvious your no match for us, your not even a bump in the road. Good luck my friend you'll need more than that, your coffin I shall mold.

When you sneeze does all the cum just squirt out your nose? It's gotta get pretty backed up after a while.

Cute kneepads too.

Oh, look at you trying to be funny.

How cute.

Speaking of kneepads, you wanna borrow some?

I imagine being on yours all the time gets painful.

Now you see, that wasn't funny.

Gay jokes are so last year, girl. But you know what truly is funny? You putting yourself in a situation you have no business being in. Oh wait, didn't The Kings™ lay waste to y'all a few days ago? So I can see where you're kinda included, but not so much.

KBAI.

Don't forget the old finger in the asshole too, sparkles.

**Doctor Louis D'Ville** · (08-28-2017)

One!

Two!

Three!!!

No, not really lol

Cadryn Tiberius · **08-28-2017, 06:11 PM**

Everytime I think you're still shit at comedy, you surprise me Mike.

And not in a good way.

Like, surprised that you still can't grasp the concept.

G for Graves

A for effort.

F for Fuckin Awful.

Turn your head upside down and read your grades as a word.

Yep, no chill bud, no chill.

**Doctor Louis D'Ville** · (08-30-2017)

I never congratulated you for your rank of #43 on the XWF Top 50, JC. It's an incredible feat to reach such heights after only eight months in this fine federation. The last update to the rankings came in early 2015 where I took the #12th ranking after only joining in late August of 2014 and spending six months here.

Oh. 43? 12? That's a hell of a difference. Now I'm 5th. That doesn't make you look foolish does, it? Well, congrats anyway, you piece of crap.

As for your stupid, silly argument about breaking the rules.... Cut us a fricking break here. If you were paying attention you would have seen the pain it caused me to keep my hands in my pocket half of the time. The point is, we were trying to be the nice guys around here while Loverboy Lane and YOU assholes were on your stupid little tirade, which APPARENTLY, Lane is not done with yet. Now, all bets are off and it doesn't matter who you are, the gloves are up, the wolves are running free, and an even bigger black cloud is hovering over your head. We gon' reign.

Cadryn Tiberius · **08-28-2017, 07:09 PM**

(08-28-2017, 06:58 PM)Doctor Louis DVille Said: I never congratulated you for your rank of #43 on the XWF Top 50, JC. It's an incredible feat to reach such heights after only eight months in this fine federation. The last update to the rankings came in early 2015 where I took the #12th ranking after only joining in late August of 2014 and spending six months here.

Oh. 43? 12? That's a hell of a difference. Now I'm 5th. That doesn't make you look foolish does, it? Well, congrats anyway, you piece of crap.

As for your stupid, silly argument about breaking the rules.... Cut us a fricking break here. If you were paying attention you would have seen the pain it caused me to keep my hands in my pocket half of the time. The point is, we were trying to be the nice guys around here while Loverboy Lane and YOU assholes were on your stupid little tirade, which APPARENTLY, Lane is not done with yet. Now, all bets are off and it doesn't matter who you are, the gloves are up, the wolves are running free, and an even bigger black cloud is hovering over your head. We gon' reign.

Hey..

Vinnie..

On the floor over there by that puddle of piss your guard dog Jim Caedus left...

I think you lost something....

Oh I see what it is now..

It's control.

You lost control.

It's okay, though.

Doc and Theo scooped it up, just like they did the ball everytime you've dropped it.

And now before I get fired again, I must retire for the evening.

And in a final poof of smoke, Jester ™ Cadryn Poof's away for the evening.

Cadryn Tiberius · (08-28-2017)

(08-28-2017, 06:58 PM)Doctor Louis DVille Said: I never congratulated you for your rank of #43 on the XWF Top 50, JC. It's an incredible feat to reach such heights after only eight months in this fine federation. The last update to the rankings came in early 2015 where I took the #12th ranking after only joining in late August of 2014 and spending six months here.

Oh. 43? 12? That's a hell of a difference. Now I'm 5th. That doesn't make you look foolish does, it? Well, congrats anyway, you piece of crap.

As for your stupid, silly argument about breaking the rules.... Cut us a fricking break here. If you were paying attention you would have seen the pain it caused me to keep my hands in my pocket half of the time. The point is, we were trying to be the nice guys around here while Loverboy Lane and YOU assholes were on your stupid little tirade, which APPARENTLY, Lane is not done with yet. Now, all bets are off and it doesn't matter who you are, the gloves are up, the wolves are running free, and an even bigger black cloud is hovering over your head. We gon' reign.

And I'm gon' home.

Enjoy killing everyone Doc!!!

We'll always have Lethal Lottery!

JimCaedus · (08-29-2017)

"C'mon Mikey, you know damn well there ain't no killin' Caedus. Docsy are you really gonna compare the competition landscape in 2015 to the New Era of the XWF in 2017? Not only has the roster swollen with skilled newcomers and vets we're now experiencing an influx of XWF Legends from across the company's history. The way I see it, for myself to have made it into the All-Time Top 50, even were my ranking #50 I've still managed to carve my way into the record books in this: THE most competitive incarnation o' the XWF the promotion and this business has ever seen...and that makes me a fuckin' rock star. Kinda like forming a stable that in a few months just so happened to accomplish what The Kings never have in the New Era: 3 members wearing two gold straps each for a grand total o' 3 double champs controlling the Trios, the Hart, The Xtreme and the Uni. A 6 strap stable. Ax3 forever, fuck-o. The Kings may have ultimately removed 4 o' those straps but you sure af ain't duplicated the accomplishment. Who looks foolish? Certainly not me. When you and I finally face off in singles, Doc, I guarantee I'll remove all doubt you harbor towards me and my deserving of your respect. I just might add a fatass L to your tally while I do it. And you know it.

The wolves are running free? Why am I not surprised you liken yourselves to bein' on all fours ya filthy old fruit? An even bigger black cloud hovering over my head you say? That's all that methane gas you assholes The Kings have been blastin' my way. Easily dealt with, I'll light a match and watch the lot o' you combust. The gloves are up are they? Fuck's the gloves are up supposed to mean? Up...your ass, Cadryn's hands in 'em DP-milkin' your prostate? Whatever it is you're sippin' on, PLEASE imbibe the same when we face off.

Cady, Boss Lane's "guard dog"? I'll deal with you soon enough, young man. In Cady-Caedy 6.

Night gentlemen."

Theo Pryce · (08-29-2017)

There he goes again. Big Jim Caedus putting his foot in his mouth. Again.

Let's talk 2015 XWF to 2017 XWF. You claim the current era is brimming with new stars and talent the likes of which the XWF has never seen before.

The numbers however would lie. Just take a look at the top 50 and you will see that there is a grand total of 0 people in the top 25 from your era. Zero. Not even one. In fact, there's only one in the top 40 and that is a woman. A literal bitch is ahead of you on the list. And there are a grand total of 3 people in the top 50 from this era on the list. Yeah 2017 is definitely the bar as far as XWF talent goes. Definitely.

Let's see what else did Caedus botch...oh yeah, 3 double champions. Well that's interesting, because the Kings did in fact have three double champions when the three of us, and at the time there were only three of us, were the tag teams and trios champions at the same time. We also added in not one but two Universal title reigns just for kicks.

So once again, anything you fucks did, we did better. And with less people. Now do you really honestly think that if we didn't want to go out and say win the Universal title or the Xtreme title that we couldn't go out and do that? They ONLY reason we don't hold all the straps now is because we simply don't want to.

James Raven · (08-29-2017)

When the entire world wants to have a pissing match over accomplishments, and talent...

... but the smarks know that they're arguing over #2.

Theo Pryce · (08-29-2017)

When a guy wants to wax poetic about pissing matches..

but the smarks know that said guy trumps up his accomplishments every chance he gets, on every platform he can find.

**Doctor Louis D'Ville** · (08-29-2017)

Cah! Cah! Exactly! We're all WELL aware that you are UNIVERSAL Champion, Mister Raven. And the fight that Miss Mister Blingsteen gave you set the world on fire, did it not? Trouble will find you soon enough, my friend, and that long list of accolades that make YOUR name will be your only claim.

And JC, this is starting to get a little ridiculous. I can understand if you maybe tuned into a few old episodes of Monday Night Madness or something, but let's face it, you didn't have television back then. Your claims that the talent today is so much better than the talent of yesterday is you desperately attempted disregard just how powerful I truly am. I'll run with you on this for a moment. Say, the talent today IS greater than yesterday. I'm I NOT still winning? Have I not been the Tag Team Champion for eleven months? Defending twice against this SUPER GROUP that you are still so frickin' proud of? The only fellow that's beaten me lately that's relevant is the asshole I was just talking about and he is UNIVERSAL Champion. Tenth loss in three years and I have never gone without redemption. Look THAT up, smart ass. You can defy the KINGS™ all you want JC. You can argue, bicker, bitch. You can throw stones. You can fire all of your guns at once and explode into space. Do what you want but when the time finally comes and you find the courage to face your problems, come for a session. Please. Have a sit down. Have a drink and smoke a cigar.... Hmm. You probably don't drink, do you? After attempting to use my taste for certain beverages as some kind of leverage, I wouldn't think you do. That stick broke didn't it? Anyway, JC, the doctor's doors are always open.

JimCaedus · (08-29-2017)

"Theo I'm curious...are you and The Kings AT ALL capable of victory without A. Teaming up on a SINGLE person
B. Outright denying the truth
C. Lying non-stop and claiming people say what they never said
D. Taking weeks at a time to rest up while the rest of us act like true warriors consistently competing
?
The answer? No. No you aren't. Any of you. Now stop tryin' to hog up all my time with this pointless debate that began with, imagine that, a LIE oozin out your cumtrap. 2015 XWF ain't 2017 XWF nor does it compare. Period. You ain't had the combination of names then that we have now and that's all there is to it. That means none o' you pricks had to face down what I did to make it into the list as a newcomer. None o' you. You can't replicate my struggle, pussy. You can't even handle competing WHEN you do without your fellow shady fuckstick Kings guest starring in your punkass promos. The Kings are the definition of dependant, it's truly pathetic.

Now you'll hafta excuse me. Unlike you resting "legends", this living legend has to focus on a match at hand. Pirouette the fuck outta my face you dancin' dicksucker."

Cadryn Tiberius · **08-29-2017, 10:25 AM**

Hey Jimmy,

So a few quick points here, pal.

First of all, you wouldn't win dick shit in a court of law. Burden of proof is on the accuser, and you've yet to provide us with any proof that we were in fact breaking the rules. Your attempt at providing proof was wrong, and everything else would be thrown out as "he said she said". Also, you're so quick to write me off as errand boy, just like everyone else. Need I remind you that I was the FIRST person to put a notch in your perfect record? And have been one of only few to do as much? Oh, and let's talk about High Stakes. Not only did I beat your boy Robert Main, but you wanna talk about group devastation? Go back to the vault and watch that video. The Kings™ and their Jester™ stole the show by having the best matches, and the most wins of the entire damn night.

Cadryn wins. - Doc wins. - Doc wins again. - Theo wins. - Samuels wins. - Madison wins.

Well shit, Jim. That right there looks to be the entire goddamn group, now doesn't it?

Now let's see how Ax3 did, shall we?

Caedus wins..

Wait, that's it?

But Jimmy said THEY were the dominate faction...

You tried to use me taking a voluntary chair shot and spin it, and it backfired.

You're the one who screwed ME in the TV title match with Nixon. I didn't cry, because I knew that you screwed me and I knew Theo was doing the right thing.

Those four men have done more for this company than you and I have by miles.

But the difference is that I'm in the process of joining in the accolades and the rewards while you're in left field all alone because you chose to align yourself with guys who were in it for themselves and not for the group.

Oh, and that little crack about all of us needing recovery time?

I showed up and showed out for weeks on end culminating in championship gold at High Stakes. I may not be on the Top 50, but I'm a goddamn legend. Everybody here knows my name, and it isn't because I'm a champion. It's because I'm just that fucking great.

You're only relevant when you hold a title, otherwise, nobody gives a shit.

Let this be a lesson, Jim.

You may consider me to be a joke, but the only thing people are laughing at is you.

James Raven · (08-29-2017)

(08-29-2017, 05:49 AM)Theo Pryce Said: When a guy wants to wax poetic about pissing matches..

but the smarks know that said guy trumps up his accomplishments every chance he gets, on every platform he can find.

No, just when the delusional step out of their lane. There's nothing fake news about my accomplishments, Theo... if you're trying to question credibility you'll lose that battle. I tell you I'm better when somebody is foolish enough to question it. Otherwise, I can barely be bothered to check in on you idiots anymore.

JimCaedus · (08-29-2017)

(08-29-2017, 10:25 AM)The Jester™ - Cadryn Tiberius Said: Hey Jimmy,

So a few quick points here, pal.

First of all, you wouldn't win dick shit in a court of law. Burden of proof is on the accuser, and you've yet to provide us with any proof that we were in fact breaking the rules. Your attempt at providing proof was wrong, and everything else would be thrown out as "he said she said". Also, you're so quick to write me off as errand boy, just like everyone else. Need I remind you that I was the FIRST person to put a notch in your perfect record? And have been one of only few to do as much? Oh, and let's talk about High Stakes. Not only did I beat your boy Robert Main, but you wanna talk about group devastation? Go back to the vault and watch that video. The Kings™ and their Jester™ stole the show by having the best matches, and the most wins of the entire damn night.

Cadryn wins. - Doc wins. - Doc wins again. - Theo wins. - Samuels wins. - Madison wins.

Well shit, Jim. That right there looks to be the entire goddamn group, now doesn't it?

Now let's see how Ax3 did, shall we?

Caedus wins..

Wait, that's it?

But Jimmy said THEY were the dominate faction...

You tried to use me taking a voluntary chair shot and spin it, and it backfired.

You're the one who screwed ME in the TV title match with Nixon. I didn't cry, because I knew that you screwed me and I knew Theo was doing the right thing.

Those four men have done more for this company than you and I have by miles.

But the difference is that I'm in the process of joining in the accolades and the rewards while you're in left field all alone because you chose to align yourself with guys who were in it for themselves and not for the group.

Oh, and that little crack about all of us needing recovery time?

I showed up and showed out for weeks on end culminating in championship gold at High Stakes. I may not be on the Top 50, but I'm a goddamn legend. Everybody here knows my name, and it isn't because I'm a champion. It's because I'm just that fucking great.

You're only relevant when you hold a title, otherwise, nobody gives a shit.

Let this be a lesson, Jim.

You may consider me to be a joke, but the only thing people are laughing at is you.

"Burden of proof pertaining to The Kings NOT always following the rules was sated dumbass. You think video footage showing you interfering BY ITSELF ain't proof of rule breaking? Jesus, you're a fuckin'

. You continuing to argue sounds like you're trying to distract me from your new kiss ass douche John Holliday and/or trying to collect as much ammo as you can for our eventual showdown since you and The Kings can't ever be bothered with words like honor, manhood and such. Pussy.

Cadryn I've beaten you numberous times, you haven't beaten me once. You've no cred talkin on draws and whatnot, you sound ridiculous. You pick apart moments that you pricks shined, bravo. Try consistently shining as opposed to taking a month off here and there bc you can't hack the grind, wimp. Fuck are you bragging about? Beating Main? Dude...you couldn't even be bothered to continue defending the Hart Title, you're a joke. I don't care if you beat Main, that kid has more heart and put more effort into his career here than you ever have. You lose more than half the time. People are laughing alright, at the jag-off who thinks he can drop titles, exchange titles and sporadically disappear then tell everyone how good he is without precedent as evidence. Loser.

Jimmy never said Ax3 was the "dominate" faction you grade school mushmouth moron. Why am I not surprised every contrived point you and The Kings make is scored off a LIE? I don't need to repeat myself, you can go back and try listening for once before you try making a point that deflates the,moment it leaves your lips.

The point of anyone in Ax3 cheating is irrelevant to the arguing point that YOU. KINGS. DONT. FOLLOW. RULES. ALWAYS. But you know that already, you all do. You're just so losery and bored you get a kick outta arguing from the standpoint of a child with no grasp on reality. Enjoying being a pathetic little troll dancing for their amusement?

I'm off in left field alone because I have the balls to do so and you don't. That's it. The fact you hide behind The Kings with PRIDE in being the JOKE of the group is sickening. Cadryn, you still ain't shit. You've had a serious attitude and arrogance problem since joining The Kings. It shows your true character, that of a deluded weakling.

Yeah, recovery time. What you brag about ain't SHIT compared to FIVE STRAIGHT MONTHS of my competing ON EVERY SINGLE CARD AND EXTRACURRICULAR contest. You bitches take a few matches then take a few weeks off, a match or two, month off. Cadryn, you DIPPED OUT on Lethal Lottery 4 after being GIVEN a second chance to redeem yourself! Who the FUCK do you think you're talkin' to? You have NO ground to stand on.

Everybody here knows your name? Everybody here knows my name too, douche. Fuck you trying to brag on again?

The only people laughing are the butthurt pricks I've beaten to bloody stains on the mat so who gives a fuck what they think? Proof is in the pudding, pussy, I'm better than you, I've more accolades than you, I've kicked your ass multiple times and I've done it all in less time in the XWF than you have.

That give you enough prepared ammo for Cady-Caedy 6? Unbelievably pathetic.

Next? Doc? Theo? Madison? Samuels? Or you again Cady? You're SO crafty with this transparent bullshit. Go no show another match and waste everybody else's time, stop wasting mine. I'm done participating in this charade."

Theo Pryce · **08-29-2017, 01:39 PM**

Hey Jim just curious, how does someone no show a match?

Can you maybe point out a time when Cadryn did that?

Just one?

JimCaedus · (08-29-2017)

"You decide to ignore the traditional and expected war of words leading up to a match, you no show. You deprive the fans of entertainment. You deprive your opponent of hyping up the bout. This is professional wrestling Theo, you know Goddamn well putting yourself out there beyond the physical competition is half the fuckin business. Now hand me your portion of the XWF ownership. You need me to explain rudimentary aspects of pro wrestling therefore you're unsuited for your position."

Theo Pryce · **08-29-2017, 02:03 PM**

Did Cadryn not show up for a match? Did the bell ring to start a match that Cadryn was scheduled to be in without Cadryn there? If the answer is anything other then yes you've lost your argument.

You are absolutely right Jim, this is professional wrestling, not a poetry reading. Last time I checked people don't win matches because of how good they are at stringing together insults, they win with what they do in the ring.

Can you cite for me one example where someone successfully won a match because of what they said before the match and not what they did in the squared circle?

Just one?

I'll wait.

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