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JimCaedus · (11-19-2021)

We FADE IN on none other than the XWF X-Treme Champion and NEW Mr. 24/7 Jim Caedus exiting the Smoothie King Arena here in New Orleans, Louisiana, showing signs of the battering he took at the hands of Graves earlier yet still taking the time to sign shit for fans and pose for pics and selfies before hauling his strap, 'case and ass over to his 007'd-out Team APEX custom Harley- "Ewrecktion" -in the secured talent lot.

Setting the 24/7 Briefcase and X-Treme strap down, he fishes his keys from his pocket and unlocks the closest side cargo box, then turns to stoop and grab the Briefca-

-BAM MILLER charges in from out of frame with a full speed shoulder block, powering Jim backward into and flipping him awkwardly over "Ewrecktion"!! He lands in a heap.

mmmmmOTHER FUCKER!!

Jim rises painfully, enraged, to see Bam toting the X-Treme Championship and laughing.

Vaulting over his Harley. That's the last time, cocksucker...

Putting on a sudden burst of speed in a sprint, Jim rockets towards Bam who spins and runs. Jim narrows the distance rather quickly but still-

COME 'ERE!!

-not expecting Bam to put on the brakes and spin to connect with a STIFF kick to Jim's sexy, sexy chiseled abs, immediately followed up by

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Bam's Stunner finisher!!!!

He calls for the referee already hightailing it to the scene. The ref baseballs slides- Jesus H. Asphalt -into position with a grimace of pain!

1!

2!!

3!!!

NO!! Jim BARELY beats the 3 count with a KICK OUT!!

Bam slaps the pavement and rises to his feet then stoops to retrieve the X-Treme Title. He wraps it around his waist, snapping it tightly into position and raises his arms, turning to the gathering mass of fans who mostly boo, though the Top Guy Slayer's antics as of late seem to have picked up a growing pocket of support who cheer and egg him on to pin Jim again as he recovers. Bam shakes his head, turning back to the X-Treme Champ still out on the ground.

Bam Miller:
That's fine Jim, pinning you on a night after the show is already over isn't how I want my moment to come to pass anyway. That moment is meant for a Grander Stage, Like Bad Medicine, a place where I will inject a cure to wipe out parasites like you from the top of this company. Your time is almost up, Jim, tick-tock Champ, Miller Time is about to pass you by.

Bam walks over to the fans and takes a Miller Lite beer bottle from an older gentleman. He pops open a Miller Lite and takes a few sips, then looks at Jim and starts to pour the rest on this head.

Bam Miller:
Drink Up Jim! Here is your horse piss!

Jim violently jerks out of the way of the cascading liquid as it slaps him back to full lucidity and Bam flings it aside, unsnaps the X strap, holds it aloft once more to the pop of his fans, then tosses it onto the champ's chest and turns to leave-

-only to pause and turn back once more, a wicked grin crossing his face...he runs over to Jim's Harley and snatches the keys Jim dropped when he was shoulder blocked!!

Jim instantly realizes what's going on and rises as quickly as he can to his feet as Bam hops onto the chopper.

Hey- hey, HEY!! HEY!! Sprinting back over.

As "Ewrecktion" roars to life, Jim dashes forward with a WREXUS PLEXUS aimed for Miller's skull-

-hitting air as Bam zooms off!

FUCK!! Staring after his chopper... FUUUUUUUUUUCK!!

Several seconds pass, the Harley's rumble fading...

Draining of emotion, Jim grabs his Briefcase, walks back to the X-Treme Championship and snatches it- swinging it over his right shoulder -spits, pulls his phone from his pocket and- not wanting to bother Arcana -opens the Uber app.

ooc: Graves that was a lotta fun, thank you for coming so hard at me my brother

Much respect to whoever wrote that match, that was fuckin' hardcore, thank you 💙

Kickass job from all involved, that was an excellent card from top to bottom fam, segs and matches

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