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Chris Page · (02-21-2020)

Post Savage Saturday Night:

Savage Saturday Night has come and gone and what an interesting evening it turned out to be for both members of Cataclysm who each vanquished pieces of their past so that they might now focus on their future as a tag team. Our scene opens inside the locker room of Chris Page and Robert Main as they’re joined by Adam Barker who seems overly ecstatic with how the evening turned out.

”Slater beaten, Chaos beaten… It just doesn’t get any better than this.”

Chris Page is shown turning his bare back towards the camera displaying a lot of bruising all over his back as well as several single stiches that have stitched closed openings from Slater wielding a Barbwire Wrapped Chair before covering his back as he puts on a white t-shirt. Chris turns around displaying a front that reads “I’m Over”.

”I mean it’s not like we didn’t all see those victories coming a mile away. Slater and Chaos have more in common than they might think, especially in the sucking department. At what point does Shane not shift gears and go a different direction? When will he admit his failure and move on because after tonight we’re done wasting our time with the table scraps of the Xtreme Wrestling Federation.”

”I couldn’t have said it better myself when it comes to dealing with

and company, and as much as I would like to say that we will be moving on to challenge for the Tag Titles it looks like Fuzz and Noah have other alternatives in place.”

It’s true as we all saw tonight the refusal of match for the Tag Titles citing yet again that Cataclysm hasn’t “earned” a shot at the straps as yet another obstacle has been thrown in our paths, allegegly.

”I’m not playing fucking games with either of them. They don’t want to accept a legitimate challenge and want to be looked at as paper champions like the Mafia so be it. I’m not going to play their games.”[green]

”You guys don’t need to worry about any of that.”

Adam states as he breaks into the conversation.

”I’m going to handle it. The Sick Cunts can try to pretend that Cataclysm isn’t a threat or isn’t next in line to challenge for titles that have no challengers. It’s situations like this is why I collect a paycheck. When Soldier didn’t want to defend the title against you Chris, I made it happen. When you’ve wanted any shot at a strap I’ve made it happen. I say that to say that we’re all going to get what we want out of this.”

”I just think it’s funny as hell to see Fuzz dodge us for a guy that’s been on the roll he’s been on as of late.”

[green]”Well let’s be fair to Fuzz to a degree because when Robert Main was standing on the opposite side of the ring from you it spells defeat. You’re the piece to this equation that has everyone trembling in fear, not me, and I acknowledge it.”

”I don’t think that’s exactly a fair assessment…”

Chris quickly fires back at Robert.

”Oh but it is especially when you sit back and think about how long you have been on top of the XWF. You’re the poster boy of the organization, the guy that regardless if you like it or not is looked at as the face that runs the place, and I know from experience is one of the only men who can stand toe to toe with anyone on any given night. So yeah, they’re dodging us because of you, not because of me.”

”They’re not going to be dodging anyone so cut the horse shit. Everyone knows that there’s no other potential challengers that will bring in a box office like EITHER of you will and if the powers that be are to stupid to realize that than that’s their cross to bear not either of yours.”

”I mean it’s not like the Engineer is packing the houses with all these lack luster title defenses.”

”It’s not like Centurion is packing houses being forced to work with Peter Gilmour… again.”

”It’s just all so predictable… and in this instance the one thing that isn’t predictable they don’t want to deal with because we will not only take those titles but we’d steal the show like we’ve done since we’ve been working with each other.”

”Fact of the matter is this, we pack the houses, we draw the money and we are the box office attractions within the XWF. We don’t have to talk about it… we just do it.”

”Speaking of doing it, I’ve got you both on the schedule in two weeks in Tag Team action. I’ve expressed to the booking committee that from this point forward it’s tag matches or no matches when it comes to Cataclysm because when we steam roll over any and every one the XWF places in front of us nobody will be able to determine if it’s earned or it’s not.”

”So basically you’re telling me we won’t be booked again because unless anything’s changed in the last ten minutes we are the only legitimate team in the division.”

Chris turns his back to the camera as he walks away from it and enters a second room off the locker room as Adam and Robert continue.

”That’s not what I said… What I said was tag matches only, now if either of you want to stray into singles you’re welcome to at any point.”

Chris returns from the secondary room carrying a small wrapped box.

”What the fuck is that?”

”Well since I kind of saw the writing on the wall when it came to Chaos I wanted to get you a little something as a way to congratulations on putting him in the rearview once and forall.”

Chris walks over to Robert and hands him his gift.

”You didn’t have to do this…”

”I know I didn’t have too… but I wanted too.”

Robert starts to tear the wrapping paper from the box like a kid on Christmas morning as his face is lit up before a quick frown finds its way on Robert’s face as he looks at Chris.

”Fuck off.”

Robert spins the box around displaying…

A stainless steel toaster.

”But there’s four slots you can use for your enjoyment…”

Robert flips Page off before walking towards the door of the locker room before shifting his attention towards Adam Barker as he sarcastically spouts out.

”How do you deal with this regularly?”[orange]

”I’ve been dealing with it on and off for almost a decade… and it isn’t easy.”

Robert simply shakes his head as he walks out of the locker room which brings a sprint from Page towards the door with toaster in hand. He steps out into the hallway as he screams out at Robert.

”Dude you forgot the toaster!”

A distant Robert Main can be heard.

[orange]”Fuck off!!”

”I got you lube too!”

A random stage hand pushing a large case stops and shoots Chris a “what the fuck” kind of look to which Chris states.

”Oh no, he likes to fuck toasters. Crazy I know.”

End Scene.

Words from the Stoned One:

Slater was disposed of and now I can officially move on from the last four month of my career being wasted opposite Shane

and Slater because the end result was never in question. The only positive aspect that’s come out of all of this revolves around it bringing the two biggest powerhouses in this ENTIRE FUCKING COMPANY together which will turn out into being one of the single biggest mistakes anyone could have ever made. We completely dominated this federation throughout 2019 while the rest of you sat on your hands and watched with baited breath being the typical complacent pieces of shit that you all truly are; none bigger than your resident keyboard warrior, the king of trolls and the guy that would much rather run from a fight KNOWING his ass is grass… Fuzz.

You all saw the closing promo right?

The basis of denying our initial challenge rested with OTHER teams ahead in line yet NO TEAMS have elected to step to the plate. Not ONE team you could name… Let me explain something to you in the off chance you can pull your head out of your ass long enough to pay attention. Robert and I aren’t chasing you or Noah. You want to be standing on top of a division and not deal with real challenges and simple “hold” the titles like 5’2 Mafia that’s your prerogative because UNLIKE you and Noah there’s actually a line of people wanting to work with Robert and I; and we’ll simply do what we do and steal the fucking show. Consider it open season on ANY tag team that wants to put pen to paper and step in the ring with Cataclysm. We don’t need lesser talents trying to find us opponents we’ll simply open the front door and invite one and all to do what The Sick Cunts are simply too scared to do. Fight us. The first team to step to the plate is a bigger waste of time than Peter Gilmour of Tristan Slater; shocking, I know, and not even I thought it was possible until I was on my way to Tokyo and saw The Spice Rack put pen to paper. First, I applaud your willingness to take the ass whipping that’s coming your way the mere moment we step foot off my private jet in Newark. Second, it really didn’t matter who signed the contract because your fate was sealed the moment Robert and I decided combining our efforts full time was going to be a thing.

As EASY as it would be to tear you both to shreds, as EASY as it would be for me to wipe my ass with BOTH of you and flush you down the toilet of perineal talents that literally won’t amount to anything other than making the curtain jerkers look good I’m not going to do that just yet. Instead I’m going to play this a different way because anyone that’s got half a brain knows all of this is a forgone conclusion for Cataclysm. Everyone knows that this isn’t going to end well for either of you because both of you are stupid enough to let upper management reach into their ‘box of gimmicks” and name you something as

as The Spice Rack. I mean I didn’t think anything was more stupid than “The Alliance” until I saw this. It’s a mockery of the business, you’re both a mockery of the business and for that we shall put you down and send you packing before moving on to the next.

Who’s going toe the next to step to the plate?

We all know it isn’t going to be Nicole or her daddy.

So who will it be? The invitation is out there so that we can continue to prove beyond any shadow of a doubt just who the best tag team in the XWF is today. Never in a million years did anyone expect it and now that they’ve got it there’s not a whole lot anyone is going to be able to do to stop us. I wish I could say that I’ve got more time to give the Spice Rack but in all honesty they’re not worth it. I would love to give The Sick Cunts more of my time but they’re pussies hiding behind each other and don’t deserve it. So to tie a bow on all of this here and now I’ll leave you all with this; it’s just a matter of time before we get what we want and what we want are the XWF Tag Titles. The Sick Cunts aren’t anything special so when this match eventually does happen you’re going to be crowning new champions. That’s not a prediction, that’s a spoiler.

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