Location: Los Angeles, California; inside of a theater
Theme Music: Tool - "Aenema"
The scene for the latest Eternity opens up on a street in Los Angeles, California. In the distance, smog and pollution can be seen, broken only by the wheeling of a shopping cart being pushed by Chris Extreme, the current Lust Champion, who does not have his belt. Wearing nothing but a pair of white boxers, Chris shoves the cart forward, looking naked without his belt, but it doesn't seem to bother him too much. He then stops outside of a door, allowing the camera to pull back, showing a neon sign above the entrance.
Smirking, Chris goes to enter, shopping cart and all, but stops when he notices the camera pointed at him.
Chris Extreme: It's only a month away... one month, everyone dies. In one month, at the strike of midnight, something bad is going to happen. Auschwitz Prison #2... it's coming and the invites are ready to be sent out.
Yanking out orange tickets from inside of his boxers, he holds them up to his boxers, proudly displaying them. He takes a whiff of the noxious L.A. air, coughs and covers his mouth and nose with his right hand.
Chris Extreme: This place smells worse than my crotch.
He pulls open the door to the theater.
Chris Extreme: Tonight, the invites go out... and... where the fuck is my belt?!
Stomping inside, he allows the door to slam shut behind him, while the camera fades out, ready to begin tonight's event.
The image shifts to the inner part of the theater, inside one of the movie viewing areas. The place is empty, with the exception of Corey Page sitting in the middle of the room, side-by-side with Betsy the Goat. Holding a bag of popcorn in his hands, Corey allows for Betsy to hunch over and stick her snout into the bag, eating the popped kernels and getting butter on her nose.
In the meantime, Resident Evil: Extinction is playing on the screen. You know the deal, half-naked Milla Jovovich running around, over the top violence and zombies. Always the goddamn zombies. The zombies pop up everywhere, and if it's one thing that Corey Page fears, it's zombies. That's why Corey gets such a fright when Chris Carson pops his head into the scene.
Corey Page: Ah! Jesus! A zombie! Shoot it in the head!
Standing behind Corey Page is Chris Carson, who is not looking too happy. Relieved to see it's just Chris, Corey perks up.
Corey Page: Oh, it's just you. I mean, you have to understand the resemblance. You are looking quite old, decrepit and falling apart these days.
Sneering at Corey's words, Chris pays little attention and decides to speak up.
Chris Carson: I hate to interrupt one of your moments, but there's something I need.
Muffled screams can be heard from the movie, agitating Corey, who wants to continue watching.
Corey Page: What?! God, make it quick.
Chris carson: Last week, was an up-and-down week. First, I loss to Nikita; second, I cut that bitch, Morgana up. I want to right my wrong. Tonight, I want Nikita in a match. Tonight, I want to slice her open, just like how I cut open that bitch World Champion, Morgana.
Corey Page: Mmmhmm, mmmhmmm...
Corey takes a huge sip out of his slurpie.
Corey Page: Actually, you are facing Nikita tonight. I made the match.
Astonished, Chris Carson can only look on, happy to hear the news.
Chris Carson: Damn right, Page, it's about time you stepped up to the plate, you old drunk.
Somewhat miffed by this remark, Corey snarkily replies, wanting to cut into "The Creep".
Corey Page: But... you're facing Adora, also. It's a triple threat match.
Chris Carson: What?! You son of a... that's not what I want!
Corey Page: Too bad. The match has already been signed, you old bag.
Chris Carson: This is not good! I wanted Nikita!
Corey Page: Well, you are getting her. You're just getting the television champ, Adora, along with it... in a non-title match. Oh, and Morgana will be the special guest referee. Good luck!
Absolutely horrified, Chris Carson slams his fist down onto the chair to Corey's left, while Corey calmly returns to watching the movie.
Chris Carson: I can't believe this! This is awful! I wanted a rematch... and... and...
Corey Page: Shhh. Quiet, please. Other people are trying to watch a movie. I think you had better leave.
Chris Carson: But there's no one else in here!
Riddled with angst, Chris Carson storms out of the viewing area, slamming the door behind him, while grumbling some caustic words under his breath.
The Electric Six's "Dance Epidemic" hits, and the fans start to boo, as Stevie Swing appears on the ramp. He smiles before busting a move at the top of the ramp, drawing more heat. Stevie then rushes the ring and slides in under the bottom rope, performing a somersault as he jumps to his feet, giving another cheesy grin to the crowd, who continue to pour on the boos. Stevie's grin fades to a look of confusion as he goes to cover his ears... the booing continues.
Sebastian York walks out as "Can't tell me Nothing" by Kanye West begins to blast throughout the arena. Stopping to take a look at the crowd, he smiles and then saunters to the ring, slapping hands with the fans as he makes his way to the squared circle. Finally, he reaches the ring, and slides in, waiting for the bell to ring.
The new Purity Champ, Sebastian York, who doesn't physically have the title, thanks to Dan Black, circles around Stevie Swing, who has had a serious case of bad luck these past few weeks. When the bell rings, the two men lock-up, with Stevie being the first to apply a hold -- a side-headlock.
Pushing Stevie against the ropes, Sebastian York is able to break the hold by shoving Stevie off him and throwing him into the ropes. Bouncing back, Stevie rushes into a tilt-a-whirl headscissors attempt, but Sebastian is able to wade off the hold, forcing Stevie to land side-by-side to him. As a result of this, Sebastian is able to knee Stevie in the stomach, bending him over and allowing him to place his left leg over Stevie's neck, trying for a legdrop behind the neck.
Stevie, on the other hand, has different plans. Standing up, Stevie forces Sebastian to backflip, landing on his feet, while Stevie sends a clothesline at him. Ducking this clothesline attempt, Sebastian goes behind Stevie and applies a waistlock. Motioning ahead, Sebastian forces Stevie against the ropes and rolls back, looking for an Okana Roll, which he is able to obtain.
The referee starts his count...
...1...2...
At the count of two, Stevie is able to roll back, trying his own Okana Roll attempt...
...1...2...
Sebastian York kicks out, but this doesn't stop Stevie from trying to get the pinfall. Turning around, Stevie grabs onto both of Sebastian's legs and tries for a rolling jackknife pin...
...1...2...
Before the three is made, Sebastian pushes forward, sunset-flipping Stevie into a pinfall of his own...
...1...2...
This time, Stevie kicks out, allowing him to roll atop Sebastian's chest, hoping to keep him grounded. The referee counts once more, almost tired from making so many pinfall attempts.
...1...2...
As usual, the count is stopped, thanks to Sebastian York bridging out from beneath Stevie. Much to the delight of the fans, Sebastian turns around... only to walk right into a legsweep from Stevie Swing, who hopes to follow up on this by hitting a standing shooting star press. Coincidentally, Sebastian York rolls out of the way, resulting in Stevie landing face-first on the canvas.
Up to his feet, Sebastian York listens to the cheers from the fans, who egg both men on, liking the athletic display both men have just put on.
Leaning back, Sebastian allows for Stevie to get back up; with it being his turn to apply a headlock, which he transfers into a headlock-takedown. Seconds later, Sebastian is able to twist Stevie onto his back, where he is then able to apply a hammerlock, while grabbing onto Stevie's leg and yanking back. This tandem move attempts to wear Stevie down, but "The Dancing King" will have none of it.
Ignoring every submission request from the referee, Stevie is able to hold on until Sebastian York tires of the hold. Realizing Stevie's past issues with his left leg, Sebastian stomps on this leg and then attempts to knee-bar it. Just as Stevie realizes his predicament, though, he is able to mule-kick Sebastian backwards, sending him back-first into the turnvuckle pads. Stumbling out, Sebastian York walks right into an inside-cradle attempt from Stevie Swing.
The referee counts again...
...1...2...
Again, Sebastian York is able to kick out. Immediately snapping to his feet, Sebastian York hits a seated-dropkick to Stevie's left leg, keeping him off-balanced, yet again. Deciding to latch onto this same left leg, Sebastian York turns Stevie around, hooking on with a single-leg Boston Crab!
In the center of the ring. Stevie flutters, trying to find an escape, finally coming up with a proper release, which involves him pushing himself off the ground with his hands and then sunset-flipping Sebastian, hoping for yet another pinfall...
...1...2...
Sebastian York brings both feet together, striking Stevie in the temples, stopping the count.
Rolling up to his feet, Sebastian York again halts Stevie from rising. This time, he grabs onto Stevie's left leg, grabbing onto it with two hands. Alternatively, Stevie Swing delivers a chop to Sebastian's chest, following that with a vicious slap to the face, allowing him to free his leg. Spinning around, Stevie strikes with a discus forearm, striking Sebastian squarely in the jaw, knocking him onto his back!
For the time being, both men lay on the ground, trying to retain their footing, with Stevie Swing being the first to stand. Seeing Sebastian about to stand, Stevie sprints forward, striking with a knee and kick to the back of Sebastian's head, forcing him to savagely kick and stomp over and over again. Lifting Sebastian to his feet, Stevie Swing corners the Purity Champ, knocking him against the turnbuckles, giving him a multitude of forearm-blows to the head.
Whipping Sebastian across the ring, Stevie Swing charges in after him, ready to land a devastating blow. Sensing the arrival of "The Dancing King", Sebastian York steps aside, resulting in Stevie crashing against the turnbuckle pads. From behind, Sebastian rolls Stevie up with a schoolboy-rollup...
...1...2...
At the last second, Stevie Swing kicks out, kicking Sebastian York off him. Both men get back to their feet at appropriately the same time, with Sebastian York throwing a clothesline at Stevie, which he ducks. Hoisting Sebastian up into a back-suplex position, Stevie slings Sebastian forward, crotching him on the top rope. Using the middle rope as a springboard, Stevie Swing leaps back, connecting with a spin-wheel kick to Sebastian York, knocking him off the top rope, vaulting him all the way to the floor!
Inside of the ring, Stevie stands, watching as Sebastian slowly stands. When the time is right, Stevie bounces off the far set of ropes, hoping to hit a baseball-slide dropkick. Sensing this, Sebastian York steps to the side and slides back into the ring, allowing for Stevie to slide out to the floor. Taking advantage of this situation, Sebastian York kicks Stevie in the head, grabs him by the hair and lifts him to his feet.
Having bashed Stevie's skull off the outer-post, Sebastian York now attempts a suplex, wanting to bring Stevie back inside of the ring. Hoisting Stevie into the air, Sebastian York is struck with a knee from Stevie, whilst in mid-air, forcing him to fall on his back. With Stevie crumbling on top of him, and placing both feet on the middle rope, out of sight of the referee, the cover is made.
...1...2...3!
With the three-count made, perhaps thanks to Stevie placing his feet on the ropes, the match is over and Stevie Swing defeats the Purity Champion in a non-title match. After the bell is rung, a non-plussed Stevie Swing casually walks to the back, not listening to any of the jeers from the fans.
While Stevie walks to the back, Sebastian York is given a pretty decent response from the fans, who thank him for his effort against Stevie Swing. He remains the champ -- despite not physically holding the title, getting a good ovation from the fans, who seem to be latching onto him.
Winner: Stevie Swing
The scene shifts to the backstage area, where Mark Davis is shown preparing for his match. He stands next to a vendor, doing some stretches and jumping-jacks, riling himself up for his title shot, which is just minutes away from happening. His exercising is soon halted when another person jumps him in the scene.
That person, of course, being Chris Staggs, who is all by himself. Chris seems to suspiciously walk up to Mark, as if wanting something.
Chris Staggs: Pssst... pssst.
Hearing Staggs whisper out to him, Mark stops in his tracks and looks in his direction, thus prompting Chris Staggs to speak up.
Chris Staggs: Hey... hey... you're the cop guy, right? Right?
Chris' behaviour remains suspicious.
Mark Davis: Yeah, if you say so.
Chris Staggs: I want a gun.
Mark Davis: You what?
Chris Staggs: I want a gun.
Mark Davis: Uh...why?
Chris Staggs: Because I'm in a no-rules Lust Title match. Weapons are allowed and I will shoot Chris Extreme to become the new champ... [quietly] fo sho!
Mark looks strangely at Chris Staggs, who tries to avoideye contact, still acting "undercover".
Mark Davis: Uhm... you do realize I'm in the match, too, right?
Chris Staggs: Oh...
Mark Davis: And you do realize that I'm not going to give you a gun... right?
Chris Staggs: ...Oh.
Mark Davis: Now go away, please. We'll meet in the ring.
Chris Staggs: So wait, you're not going to give me a gun?
Flustered, Mark roars back, getting some unwanted attention.
Mark Davis: No!
Now with people viewing him, Chris Staggs' cover has been blown.
Chris Staggs: Damn, yo, now you've gone and blown my cover! I'll see you in the ring.
Staggs struts off... only to return a second later.
Chris Staggs: FO SHO!
Again, he walks off, leaving a very perplexed and confused Mark Davis behind.
The lights dim and the guitar/keyboard, for high-speed intro of "Time to Dance" by Panic! at the Disco blares through the speakers, as the name DAVIS appears in sparks and dims to lights. The crowd gets louder and louder, chanting "DAVIS! DAVIS!", while the hallway dims to dark. Soon, a shadowed-figure emerges into the light of the crowd. The chanting becomes incoherent screaming as the champ walks down the carpet and into the ring.
This guy, Mark Davis, removes his dark green silk robe and throws it asunder, raising his arms in recognition of the crowd and foreshadowing of triumph. He then saunters towards the ringside area, where he slides inside, ready for his match to start.
FO SHO!
This sneak attack catches Mark Davis's attention, too. From inside of the ring, Mark Davis observes the action on the theater floor, opting to leap to the outside and follow his way to the action.
As Chris Extreme is busy removing items from his cart -- including a "Slippery When Wet" sign -- Mark Davis charges up behind him and clubs him in the back of his neck with a double axehandle shot. This forces Chris to drop the yellow sign on Chris Staggs's head and to then turn around, obviously angered.
Chris Extreme: Who the fuck are you?
Mark Davis: I'm the best, that's who I am.
Chris Extreme: I'll show you the best, you little emo douchebag.
Grabbing Mark Davis's head, Chris bashes his skull off the cart he has brought out. This blow forces Mark Davis to stumble around, in an almost drunken haze, allowing for Chris Extreme to gently walk up behind him and proceed to lowblow him. Hunched over, Mark Davis is then hit with a DDT onto the theater floor, almost being swallowed up by garbage and other things people have left behind.
Rising to his feet, feeling as if he has performed a job well done, Chris Extreme dusts off his hands, only to walk right into a trash can, which had been flung by Chris Staggs. Chris Staggs wastes no time in striking Chris, giving him various kicks, stomps and punches; even going as far as to pick Extreme up once more, place the trashcan over his head and then dropkick it, sending Chris stumbling into an array of fans.
Still with the trashcan over his head, Chris stumbles around, trying to free himself, when Mark Davis leaps towards him, connecting with a leaping back-kick, knocking the trash can off Chris Extreme's head and then dropping him down onto the floor. Subsequently, Chris happens to tumble over several sets of stairs, landing with a sick thud at the bottom of them.
Landing near the concession stand, Chris Extreme groggily stumbles to his feet, seeing Chris Staggs chase after him, while Mark Davis steps up onto a barrier, seconds away from leaping at him. With no other choice, Chris ducks down, allowing for Mark Davis to fly through the air, only to glide directly into a swarming Chris Staggs, taking him down.
Feeling like a Machiavellian badass, Chris Extreme gets to his feet, gloating about outsmarting his two opponents. Offering both men a kick, Chris Extreme then opts to lift Chris Staggs up and heaves him into a Pepsi Machine, thus knocking loose a half-dozen or so cans of drink. Picking one up, he pops one open, chugs a bit of it and then sprays some of it into Chris Staggs eyes, temporarily blinding him.
Chris Staggs: Oh God! My eyes! Not Pepsi! Not sweet, delicious Pepsi!
Being forced to stumble around, blind as a bat, Chris Staggs is then chucked over the concession stand, thanks to Chris Extreme, who turns back to the Pepsi Machine and removes another tin of soda. He eyes Mark Davis, targetting him with the can.
Chris Extreme: This ones for you, emo fag.
As hard as he can, he wallops Mark Davis with the unopened tin of Pepsi, smacking it off Mark's ribs. In response, Mark lets out a horrified yelp, which prompts Chris to grab another unopened tin and hurl it at him.
Chris Extreme: How do you like that, faggot?
Taking the can of Pepsi he had previously opened, Chris pours the contents out, leaving only the empty tin. Crumpling it against Mark's head, he allows the sharp, pointy aluminum part to dig into Mark's skin, slicing him open.
Chris Extreme: Does the fag like Pepsi?!
Dropping the sharp Pepsi can, Chris picks up a package of large popcorn and begins smacking it against MArk Davis's bloody skull.
Chris Extreme: Or does the emo-fag like popcorn? Popcorn! At the Disco is what this is!
Grabbing Mark Davis's bloody skull, Chris launches him up to his feet and then kicks Mark in his damaged knee, hoping to cripple him some more. Much like Chris Staggs before him, Mark Davis is hip-tossed over the counter, landing hard at the base of the popcorn machine. Walking around to the other side of the counter, Chris Extreme joins both men, who remain laid out on the floor.
As he hunches over, trying to pick up Mark Davis, Chris Extreme is hounded by Chris Staggs, who is still blinded by the Pepsi that had been poured into his eyes. Walking into Extreme, Staggs taps him on the shoulder and then punches him in the face...
...In fact, a blind Chris Staggs does the same thing to a random, innocent theater worker.
Nevertheless, Chris Staggs soon bumps into Mark Davis, who has now risen, with blood pouring down his face. A blinded Chris Staggs feel the blood on Mark's face, becoming surprised at this.
Chris Staggs: Whoa! Did I do this?!
Mark Davis, looking to find safety, grabs onto Chris Staggs's pants and then pulls him face-first into the popcorn machine, bashing his face against the glass.
Chris Staggs: Ouch! That hurt!
Mark Davis: It gets worse.
After kneeing Staggs in the kidneys, Mark Davis pops Chris Staggs's head into the popcorn machine and then turns the machine on. Kernels pop open, striking Staggs in the face, doing absolutely nothing to help him in the match, both injuring his face, bliding him even further and confusing him. With Staggs hanging out of the machine, Mark Davis goes to club him on the back, but it is intercepted by Chris Extreme, who stumbles into the scene and breaks a wooden stool across Mark Davis's back!
Taking the leg of the stool, Chris Extreme wedges it into the flesh wound on Mark's face, hoping to bust him open even more. To keep the wound fresh and open, Chris grabs a handful of popcorn and manages to stuff a few kernels into the wound, letting the blood flow openly and freely. Swatting Mark Davis with some slaps across the face, Chris hoists him up to his feet and drags him near the buttering section.
It's here that Chris presses the button, allowing some of the butter to squirt out, while Mark Davis crumbles down to one knee, trying to relieve the pain.
Chris Extreme: All right, fag, you're going to get it now. Prepare to get lubed up.
Forcefully thrusting Mark's head underneath the buttering tap, Chris goes to press the button, but is stopped when he is struck with a quick elbow-to-the-gut from Mark Davis, who then grabs Chris's ears and bashes him skull-first against the counter. In a reversal of fortunes, Mark Davis forces Chris Extreme's head underneath the tap, making sure to keep him there by smashing his face off the counter a few more times. Reaching over, Mark presses the button, watching as the hot butter oozes down onto Chris Extreme's head, burrowing into his eyes.
Chris Extreme: Agghhhhh! It's hot butter!
Rubbing at his eyes, Chris feels a lot like Chris Staggs, as he swings violently through the air, hoping to strike someone, while trying to rub the butter out of his eyes. Standing back, admiring his work, Mark Davis watches Chris Extreme stumble around, only to have Chris Staggs stumble up behind him, latch onto him with a waistlock and then heave him backwards, release German-suplexing him through the air!
While Mark Davis and Chris Staggs continue to battle, using Skittles as weapons, Chris Extreme manages to stumble up the stairs, keeping away from his other two combatants. Near the doors to the viewing areas, he stands rubs his eyes and tries to see; noticing a blurry, giant cutout of Denzel Washington stand in front of him. Scared, Chris punches the cutout and starts stomping on it, giving it as much damage as he would if it were one of his opponents.
In the meantime, Chris Staggs has gotten the best of Mark Davis, thanks to dumping a package of hot nacho cheese onto Mark's face. Stumbling up the stairs, following Chris Extreme's path, Chris Staggs notices Chris Extreme freaking out over the Denzel Washington cut-out. Thinking quickly, Chris Staggs charges forward...
Delivering a spear, Chris Staggs not only knocks Chris Extreme down; but he also sends himself and "Lord Nazi" flying through the door of an empty viewing section.
Shocked at this occurance, Chris Extreme immediately starts fighting back, resulting in both men rolling down the aisle, stopping to the right of a row of seats. After gouging at Chris Staggs's eyes, Chris Extreme is able to get the upperhand. Standing Staggs up, Chris strikes him with some more rights and lefts, eventually sitting him into one of the seats, forcing Staggs to watch the screen. Lurching to the projectionist area, Chris Extreme kicks the door open and steps inside.
Chris Extreme: I'm going to kill you, you pasty motherfucker.
In here, Chris fiddles around with the projector, and inserts a film-strip.
Chris Extreme: Here you go, faggot. How dare you challenge me for my title... which I don't even have. Actually, have you seen my title?
Before a response can be initiated, the film starts playing and "From Justin to Kelly" starts playing.
Chris Extreme: Take that, asshole!
As the movie continues on, some giggling can be heard from Chris Staggs, who seems to be enjoying himself.
Chris Staggs: Hahaha... this movie is awesome! Look at them dance!
Stunned, Chris Extreme can only reply with a proper response.
Chris Extreme: What the fuck is wrong with you? This shit sucks!
Popping back inside, Chris Extreme changes the movie.
Chris Extreme: This one will kill a person.
On the screen, Catwoman is played. Yet again, Chris Staggs seems to enjoy himself and the terrible movie being played.
Chris Staggs: Hahaha, this shit is awesome! More, more! FO SHO!
Hands in the air, Chris Extreme cannot believe himself. With no other choice, he is forced into doing the only other option.
A vociferous roar emits from Chris Staggs, who stands and cheers the movie that is now playing. Aghast, Chris Extreme storms out of the booth... only to walk right into a Bicycle Kick from Mark Davis, who walks into the scene. This blow again sends Chris Extreme rolling down the stairs, dropping him next to Chris Staggs, who remains on his feet, clapping and cheering the move on the screen.
Mark Davis and Chris Extreme continue to brawl next to Chris Staggs, who keeps watching the movie, unhinged, not minding the fact that Mark Davis has just brainbustered Chris Extreme. Rolling over, Mark Davis makes the cover...
...1...2...
Finally realizing the count is being made, Chris Staggs turns his attention away from the terrible Scooby-Doo movie and rushes towards the two men. Yanking Mark Davis off Chris Extreme, Chris Staggs kicks Davis in the sternum and then launches him through the air with a vicious throw. As a result, Mark Davis tears through the wide-screen, landing in the backstage area of the theater.
Fortunately for Chris Staggs, this tearing of the movie screen leads to something that will help him in his match -- that being the Stevie Swing Fanclub. Like bugs bouring out of their hole, the Fan Club members walk in from the screen's opening, each person armed with Super Soakers aimed directly at Chris Extreme, who gets to his feet, trying to figure out what's going on.
Before anything can be figured out, though, the Stevie Swing Fanclub members unleash their fury as they shoot red ink towards Chris Extreme, confusing him and blinding him. This is just enough to allow Chris Extreme to stumble back, walking right into the Scooby Snacked!
Rolling over, Chris Staggs makes the count...
...1...2...3!
Victorious, a bumbling Chris Staggs climbs to his feet, requesting his Lust Title and is happily swarmed by the Stevie Swing Fanclub members. The referee is forced to remind Staggs that Dan Black has both the Lust and Purity Titles, but that doesn't ruin Chris Staggs's fun, as he is lifted into the air by the Stevie Swing Fanclub, allowing him to bodysurf through the crowd.
Chris Extreme, meanwhile, sits up, looking very displeased. He walks off, snarling to himself, talking about giving tickets to someone; all while Mark Davis tries to regain his composure behind the screen.
Winner: Chris Staggs
Morgana: Let's see Superbad!
Adora: You've already seen Superbad three times!
Morgana: I fail to see your point.
Standing impatiently in a long line at the movie theatre hosting Eternity, Morgy and Adora craned their necks in an attempt to see over the heads of the people in front of them. A digital board boasting the names of a dozen or more movies bobbed in and out of Morgy's line of vision, as people far taller than she was stood in front of her, largely obstructing her view every time they moved slightly.
Morgana: Well, if Superbad isn't your style --
Adora: No, seeing Superbad AGAIN isn't my style.
Morgana: -- What abouuut... Sydney White?
Adora: You have awful taste in movies. No.
Morgana: Resident Evil?
Adora: Eh, I'm not in the mood for a zombie movie.
Random Guy: Would you bitches shut the hell up? Some of us are trying to think, here!
Standing in front of Morgy and Adora was a tall man in his mid-thirties to early-forties, who'd previously stood silently, perusing his options on the screen, with a woman who was presumably his wife. Now, however, he had turned to stare at them with a scowl, clearly angered by the loud -- and often obnoxious -- banter between the wifeys.
Morgana: The fuck did you just say to me?
Random Guy: I SAID -- hey, wait a second. Aren't you Morgana?
Morgana: Uh, yeah. It's a bit late to ask for an autograph, though, what with your raging douchebaggery and all.
Random Guy: Bitch, I wasn't going to ask for your autograph. I was going to tell you that I'm glad Chris Carson cut your face up, because women have no place in wrestling... especially not whores like you and your fuckin' dyke friend, here.
Random Guy's Wife: Jerry, please. Let's not make a scene.
Jerry: Joanne, if I wanted your opinion I'd fuckin' ask, okay?
Joanne firmly sealed her mouth shut, turning away from her husband with tears in her eyes. Adora gaped incredulously between Jerry and Morgana, whose eyes blazed angrily. Despite the people that milled around them, and the fact that the line in front of them was shortening, it was obvious that Morgana was on the verge of making a scene.
Adora: Don't do it, wifey. He's not worth it. He's an ignorant cockwad. Think of the endorsements you'd lose! Think of the lawsuits!
Morgana: Fuck that shit.
She grabbed Jerry by the collar of his shirt, drawing him down to her height. He was clearly stunned by the action and nearly stumbled off balance.
Morgana: You know what we REALLY don't need in wrestling, and in the world in general? Ignorant assholes like you and Chris Carson. This is the 21st century, you fuck, so take your archaic world view and get the fuck out of my sight. Women can do anything they want, so if people like you and Carson expect to see me barefoot and pregnant any time soon, you've got another thing coming.
While Adora stood close by, obviously shocked, Morgana reared her foot back and kicked Jerry in the crotch as hard as she could, and he immediately crumpled to the floor, his face twisted in pain. Several people shrieked as he fell, and as a small crowd began to form around him, Morgy dragged Adora away.
Adora: He's going to sue you.
Morgana: Like fuck he will. He'd never admit to being owned by a girl, which is exactly what's going to happen to Chris Carson.
Cackling hysterically, Morgy and Adora headed toward the concession stand without bothering to pay for their tickets, and the scene fades to black.
"Simple Design" by Breaking Benjamin goes off and Dan Black comes out from the back and then runs into the ring. He climbs each turnbuckle, pointing to the audience, and then grabs the microphone away from the ring announcer. After threatening the announcer to exit the ring, Dan Black takes the microphone and steps into the center of the ring, with a smug look on his face.
Dan Black: Well, I admit that Corey got the one-up on me last week. But I do not admit defeat so easily... so I went to a place few have ever gone before. That's right, I went to the board of trustees.
The crowd goes quiet, shocked that Sin Wrestling even has a board.
Dan Black: As it turns out, the board has just enough power to overrule Corey if they all vote together. And I managed to make them make a new rule that says both belts have to be present before they can be combined, for symbolic purposes. And yes, I did manage to do this cause the board is full of retards. And guess what, while Chris Extreme was busy doing god knows what, I stole his belt and buried it, too. Corey, are you going to give in to my demands now?
Turning towards the entrance, Dan Black waits for Corey Page to come out, but is susprised when "Streets of Bakersfield" by Dwight Yoakam and Buck Owens plays over the loudspeakers, as the crowd lets out a large cheer for the entrance of the Streets of Bakersfield 2.1, lovable misfits to the Sin Wrestling audience. A large cloud of smoke fills the top of the entranceway, as a pickup truck appears at the top of the ramp, with Buck Travis behind the wheel. He honks twice and The Day Laborers -- The Masked Day Laborer and Johnnyboy -- runs out from one of the wings and hops into the flatbed as Buck Travis drives himself and his "employees for a day" to ringside.
Angry at the lack of Corey Page, Dan Black throws down the microphone, attacking Johnnyboy just as he slides inside of the ring. Grabbing Johnnyboy by the head, Dan unloads a series of kneelifts to the jaw, while seconding those with some elbows to the back of the head. From here, Dan throws Johnnyboy head-first into the top turnbuckle pad, where he then begins striking with some back-elbows to Johnnyboy's face.
Whipping Johnnyboy across the ring, Dan Black charges in, hitting an avalanche splash onto The Day Laborer, who happens to stumble out, only to walk right into a powerslam from "The Bulldozer".
Not liking what he is witnessing, The Masked Day Laborer hops onto the side of the ring, trying to get Dan Black's attention, which he does. Unfortunately, it leads to Dan Black grabbing onto him and easily flinging him into the ring, over the top rope, with one hand.
Watching as The Masked Day Laborer rises to his feet, Dan Black bounces off the ropes and storms back, delivering a vicious running big-boot to the face, dropping TMDL onto his back. As this occurs, Johnnyboy gets to his feet and launches himself through the air, forcing himself onto Dan Black's back, trying to take him down. Swinging Johnnyboy around, Dan Black is able to maintain his standing balance, watching as he throws Johnnyboy through the air, tossing him into the corner.
Rushing in, Dan Black goes to strike Johnnyboy with a running back-elbow into the corner. Just in the nick of time, Johnnyboy rolls out of the way, seeing Dan Black crash harshly against the turnbuckle pads. Johnnboy gets to his feet and quickly goes back to attacking Dan, striking him with kicks and punches. Furthermore, Johnnyboy climbs onto the middle rope and unleashes a flurry of punches onto Dan's skull.
Leaping down, Johnnyboy goes to whip Dan across the ring. But just as he is sent forward, Dan is able to reverse the whip and thus Johnnboy is sent smashing into the buckles. The Masked Day Laborer, fresh off getting kicked in the head, groggily goes to prevent any more damage from happening, but things don't fare too well for him. As he bursts through the air, Dan Black catches The Masked Day Laborer and then sidewalk-slams him!
With one half of The Day Laborers plastered into the canvas, Dan Black stands to his feet. However, as he goes to rise, Johnnyboy rushes out of the corner, catching Dan with a Shining Wizard! Stunned, Dan staggers back, allowing for Johnnyboy to instantly pop back up, hit a dropkick to Dan's black and force him to stumble towards the ropes. Wishing to take advantage of this, Johnnyboy climbs to the top rope, hoping to hit a vertical moonsault.
Diving through the air, Johnnyboy's attempt is in vain, as Dan Black is able to catch him, turn around and then powerslam him onto an already-downed Masked Day Laborer! Still looking vicious, Dan Black gets to his feet, pulls Johnnboy up with him and then tucks him between his legs with a standing headscissors. In no-time, Dan Black has Johnnyboy onto his shoulders and then heaves him downward, hitting The Hospitalizer onto Johnnyboy, who also happens to smash onto The Masked Day Laborer, for the second straight time.
Dan Black makes a nonchalant cover on both men...
...1...2...3!
Obtaining the victory, Dan Black stands to his feet, showing his pure dominance over The Day Laborers. Kicking both men as they are down, Dan Black does not stop with the damage. He hoists Johnnyboy up, presses him into the air with one hand, and then throws him over the top rope and into the crowd! A multitude of chairs go spiralling everywhere, as Johnnyboy is sent flying.
Next, he lifts up The Masked Day Laborer. Before he can do anything, Buck Travis enters the ring, trying to help out his pals. Unfortunately for him, his swats at Dan are futile; as Dan calmly turns around, throttles Buck's throat and then chokeslams him harshly onto the canvas!
With the old man, Buck Travis, down and out, Dan Black turns his attention towards The Masked Day Laborer, who remains hunched over, feeling damage in his ribcage. This doesn't seem to bother Dan Black, who grabs him by the mask, lifts him up and performs his second Hospitalizer of the night! Rolling out of the ring, Dan Black sneers at the fans that jeer him, not exactly being a fan-favorite.
Winner: Dan Black
The camera goes to the backstage area, where Stevie Swing is shown pacing back-and-forth, looking a tad agitated. Walking out of the shadows is Ace Rodgers, microphone in hand, ready to give him an interview, possible asking about his situation. Right away, Ace taps Stevie on the shoulder, getting his attention.
Ace Rodgers: Stevie... Stevie... how are things? I know everything hasn't been going exactly great for you lately, I just want to check in and...
In reply, Stevie shoves the microphone out of his sight.
Ace Rodgers: What the...?
Stevie Swing: Get out.
Ace Rodgers: Huh?
Steve Swing: I said "get out!"
With one final shove, Stevie pushes Ace Rodgers out of his direction, not wanting anything to do with the interview. However, before the camera can officially cut out, the image shows Stevie Swing holding something up... the something being pink hair dye.
A driving drumbeat powered by tom-toms slides out of the speaker system, accompanied by the rev of a diesel engine. The twang of a guitar riff gets into step with it, the opening riff of Queens of the Stone Age's "You Think I Ain't Worth A Dollar...", and a logo that appears to be ripped from a funny car, a flaming decal that reads "Chris Carson", burns onto the opening screen. The moment the first scream of the lyrics punches in, the stage explodes with pyro, the burn fading out as Chris Carson comes out onto the stage in his wrestling gear, bare-chested and wearing black wrestling tights, with "The Classic" printed in blue down one side and "The Creep" in red down the other.
I'll be massive conquistador!
Give me soul and show me the door!
Metal heavy, soft at the core
Gimme toro, gimme some more
Gimme toro, gimme some more
Pressurize and neutralize
Deep fried, gimme some mooooooore!
The song continues to hurtle into action as Carson hikes down the ramp, then stands at ringside, looking at the fans, flipping off a few of them who boo in his direction.
Fortified with the liquor store!
This one's down, gimme some more
Gimme toro, gimme some more
Gimme toro, gimme some more
Gimme toro, gimme some moooooore!
Chris Carson leaps up onto the side of the apron, twirls around to glare at the fans, turns around and then hops back inside of the ring, where he tests out the ropes, ready for a fight.
The arena goes dark and whitish blue strobe lights flash to the beat of "Save Yourself" by Stabbing Westward, which erupts over the speakers in the arena. Nikita steps out onto the stage and then makes her way down to the ring.
Your soul has suffered such abuse
But I am not your savior
I am just as fucked as you
I can't even save myself!
"Somewhere" by Soundgarden hits and Adora promptly emerges from backstage. Stuff and shit happens, and poop flies. The end.
oh make me over
i'm all i want to be
a walking study
in demonology
The arena darkens as the first chords of "Celebrity Skin" by the Hole tear through the sound system, sparking the words "Morgana" to etch across the blank screen in bold pink script, accompanied by images of Morgana. The crowd cheers loudly, as Morgana saunters out from back stage, wearing a miniscule pink and black skort, black fishnets, knee-high boots and a pink and black referee shirt, her pink hair pulled into two loose braids. Basking in the cheers of the crowd, Morgy slowly makes her way to the ring, pausing every so often to blow kisses to fans in the front row before bending to slip between the top and middle ropes.
you want a part of me?
well, i'm not selling cheap
no, i'm not selling cheap
"Celebrity Skin" dies over the speakers as Morgy parades confidently around the ring, waiting for the match to begin, showing off her referee shirt.
Having both women inside of the ring, Chris Carson leans against the corner, deciding to jump out before the ringing of the bell. As a result, he attacks both ladies from behind, striking Nikita with a running-forearm to the back of her neck, dropping her to the ground, while catching Adora with a knee to the back, knocking her into the turnbuckles.
Morgana offers to break-up this terrible jumping, but she gets shoved aside by Chris Carson, for her efforts.
In here, Chris Carson begins bashing Adora's skull over-and-over against the top turnbuckle pad, even finishing off with a back-suplex, dropping Adora onto her back. Alarmed with the attack from behind, Nikita manages to rise to her feet, attacking Chris Carson as he goes to stand, much to the joy of the referee, Morgana.
Catching him with a kick, as he gets halfway up to his feet, Nikita begins walloping him with a series of kicks, punches and stomps, knocking him against the ropes, leaving Adora grounded on the canvas. Whipping Carson across the ring, Nikita ducks down, hoping for a backdrop of some sorts, but "The Creep" is able to avoid it by striking Nikita with a knee-to-the-face and then butterfly-powerbombs her, only to then drop her across his knee with a backbreaker.
Chris Carson elects to cover Nikita, hoping for a quick pinfall from Morgana...
.......
Which he obviously doesn't get, which the fans just love.
As Chris Carson stares angrily at Morgana, Adora jumps to her feet, leaps through the air and connects with a seated-dropkick to Chris Carson's temple, allowing Morgana to stop count, all together.
Pulling "The Creep" up to his feet, Adora begins kicking at his chest, hoping to give a headache him with some disjointing shots. One by one, she strikes his chest with kicks, finishing the flurry off with a spinning back-kick, connecting squarely into Chris Carson's jaw. Having him knocked back, she goes for a cover of her own.
Quickly, Morgana counts...
1, 2...
The count is halted; this time by Nikita, who leaps from a kneeling position, grabs onto Adora's feet and drags her off. As she does this, she bewilders Morgana, who had been hoping to count Chris Carson out, not wanting to see Nikita attack Adora.
Despite this, Morgana stands by, allowing for Nikita to wrestle with Adora, striking her with some forearms. The two females clash against the ropes, exchanging chops with each other. After some time, Adora is able to gain the upperhand with the chops, knocking Nikita into a senseless stupor. She goes for one more harsh chop, but Nikita reaches out, blocks the attempt and then rolls Adora up with a flying armbar!
Not knowing what to do, Morgana decides against asking for the submission, allowing for Chris Carson to regain his senses and rise to his feet. Coming up from behind the World Champion, Chris Carson tosses the current referee aside and then focuses on the submission move made by Nikita, who yanks back, desperately wanting Morgana to check on Adora. Sadly, she is soon met with a kick to the chest from Chris Carson, who doesthe same to Adora; only to then focus back onto Nikita.
Sliding Nikita halfway out of the ring, Chris Carson drapes Nikita half-outside of the ring. Slingshotting himself over the top rope, Chris Carson hops to the outer portion of the apron and lands a slingshot legdrop onto Nikita, driving her head-first into the side of the apron! With a smug look on his face, Chris Carson stands on the apron, using his right foot to choke out and stomp Nikita.
He doesn't anticipate Adora's quick rise, though, as she is able to bound to her feet and rush into the ropes. In here, she jumps onto Chris Carson's head, blindsiding him. She is then able to swing her body around and hurricanrana Chris Carson off the apron -- all the way to the floor!
Out here, Adora and Chris Carson exchange barbs, struggling for survival, while Nikita slowly recovers and climbs to the top rope. Seeing Nikita fly through the air, Adora is able to roll to safety, allowing for Chris Carson to turn around and have Nikita soar through the air, landing squarely onto him.
A grand cheer erupts from the fans, seeing Chris Carson in a pile on the floor, while Adora rolls back inside. She, too, focuses on Chris Carson, who struggles to his feet, along with Nikita. When the time is correct, Adora, who is still next to the ropes, somersaults to the outside, lands on Chris Carson's shoulders and goes to hurricanrana him -- but he maintains a standing position.
With Adora on his shoulders, Chris Carson is able to swing Adora at Nikita, knocking her to the ground, ending with Adora being dropped throat-first across the ring railing by "The Creep"! Grabbing her blonde hair, Chris Carson turns Adora around, hoists her up and then vertically suplexes her onto the edge of the railing, having her precious back bump into the edge of the steel railing.
Proud to have dispensed of Adora, Chris Carson turns around and turns his attention towards Nikita, who is on her knees. Grabbing her dark hair, he rolls her into the ring and slides inside, following up with some stomps onto Nikita. Hoisting her up, he places her between his legs with a standing headscissors; only to then lift her up and piledriver her, sending her skull-first into the apron.
After the landing, he doesn't even let go, as he keeps the hold maintained and rolls through, standing to his feet, with Nikita still headscissored. Again, he lifts her up; and just like before, Chris Carson piledrivers Nikita into the mat. Rolling her over, he stands to his feet, bounces off the ropes and drops a knee.
Before going for a cover, he keeps a standing position and eyes the referee, Morgana, demanding that she make a proper count. For the second time, he bounces off the ropes and delivers a second kneedrop to Nikita's skull. The cover is then made...
...
Covering Nikita, he looks up at Morgana, points at the cut on her forehead, forcing her to drop down to her knees and make a slow count.
......1......2......
Morgana makes sure that the three-count is not made, angering Chris Carson, who grabs Nikita by the hair and slams her head into the canvas. Rising to his feet, he looks to intimidate Morgana, who cannot rise before he stands before her.
Doing his best intimiation technique, Chris Carson grabs onto Morgana's referee shirt, threatening to strike her. However, before he can make any move, Adora returns to the ringside area and hops onto the ringside apron. Using the top rope as a springboard, she soars through the air, hoping to smash into Chris Carson. Out of the corner of his eye, "The Creep" is able to see her flying towards him, prompting him to shove Morgana backward, and then lariat Adora, as she flies through the air!
Having almost lobbed the Television Champion's head off, Chris Carson stands Adora to her feet, whips her into the corner and follows in with a charging clothesline. Using his right shoulder, Chris Carson sits Adora on the top turnbuckle pad and climbs up with her, attempting a superplex. Before he can suplex her off the top rope, Nikita rises to her feet and runs into the corner. Leaping up, she connects with a dropkick to the back of Chris Carson, knocking him off the turnbuckle pads, smashing him onto the apron and then out to the floor!
Liking what she just witnessed, Morgana helps command both Adora and Nikita to come together and attack Chris Carson. As "The Creep" rises on the floor, Morgana tells Adora to bounce off the furthest set of ropes. Obliging with Morgy's wishes, Adora bounces off the ropes, charges ahead and walks into a backdrop from Morgana, sending Adora flying over the top rope and taking Chris Carson down with a huge somersault plancha!
With the fans solidly behind Adora, Morgana and Nikita, they stand to their feet, cheering Nikita on, as she also runs towards Morgy. Dropping down to her hands and knees, Morgana allows for Nikita to springboard off her back and leap over the top rope with a dive! In a switch of scenes, it is now Chris Carson who rolls out of theway, resulting in Nikita slamming into Adora, taking each other down!
Pleased to see the miscue, Chris Carson rolls into the ring, breathing hard, staring hard at Morgana, who does not back down. Morgana goes to strike Chris Carson, but he grabs her hand, stopping her. Pulling her in, Chris Carson knees her in the gut and then hits "The C.C. Bomb" onto the referee! Right away, Chris Carson steps over Morgana's right arm and then applies a standing cross-armbar!
Morgana, who hadn't been expecting action tonight, is knocked unconscious, with Chris Carson's sadistic armbar doing nothing to help things. On the floor, Nikita and Adora try to stand, with Adora seeing what Chris Carson is doing. Rolling inside, she goes to stop his attack... only to have Stevie Swing, of all people, run from the crowd, enter the ring and attack her from behind!
A wide smirk glistens across Chris Carson's face, as he watches Stevie Swing, who now has pink hair, kick and stomp at Adora like a wildman. Standing the Television Champion up, Stevie Swing steps back and then charges forward, hitting "The Last Dance" superkick onto her, knocking her out of the ring and onto the outer portion of the ring apron!
Climbing out with her, Stevie Swing knees Adora in the gut, stands her up and positions her in a standing headscissors position, while on the apron. With his two hands clubbed together, Stevie Swing hammers Adora across the back, lifts her up and jumps off the ring apron, where he then piledrivers Adora through the timekeeper's table! Leaving her down and out, he rises to his feet and eagerly exits to the back, glad at the damage done.
Finally releasing his hold on Morgana's arm, once seeing Nikita roll back in. Chris Carson stomps on the back of her head, lifts her up and whips her into the ropes. Ducking down, Chris Carson goes for a backdrop, only to have Nikita run back and deliver a facebuster via her knee. Grabbing onto Chris Carson's face, Nikita drops down, hitting a lungblower, making a scene similar to that of one from a week ago. She goes to latch on another Triangle Chokehold, but "The Creep" knows it's coming.
Slipping to safety, Chris Carson escapes from Nikita's clutches and instantly blasts her with a stiff kick to the face, flooring her. With no referee, thanks to Chris Carson knocking Morgana unconscious, "The Creep" lifts Nikita up and delivers a "C.C. Bomb" onto her, as well. The same moved used for "The Creep" to win his XWW World Title is a precursor to him rolling over onto Nikita, reaching out to Morgana, grabbing Morgy's right hand and starting the count by himself.
...1...2...3!
With Chris Carson using Morgana's own hand to count the pinfall, he victoriously stands to his feet, holding his arm in the air, while jeers and roars pour in at him, including a flurry of trash. For the time being, he is the only person standing in the ring, until...
A giant, blood dripping globe with a swastika carved into it appears. Chris Extreme's voice is heard shouting viciously in the background.
DIE WHORES!
DIE FAGGOTS!
DIE NIGGERS!
DIE SPICS!
DIE CHINKS!
DIE MUSLIMS!
DIE JEWS!
DIE JESUS!
DIE GOD!
DIE MOTHER EARTH!
DIE HUMANITY DIE!
The heavy metal tune of "Sonne" by Rammstein blasts over the speakers. Chris Extreme marches out, swastika scarred on his naked chest, and geared up in white boxers and white socks, still covered in the red ink from earlier. To a roar of hateful boos, he swaggers cockily down to the ring, spitting racial slurs and sacrilegious blasphemies at the crowd. Threatening fans in the front row by getting in their faces, he slowly enters the ring up the steel steps, where he then stands in Chris Carson's face.
Without saying a word, Chris Extreme reaches into his boxers, pulling out an orange ticket. He hands the ticket over to Chris Carson.
Chris Extreme: You've been invited...
He steps away from Chris Carson and hovers over Nikita. He pulls out another orange ticket, placing it into Nikita's mouth.
Chris Extreme: You've been invited...
Chris Extreme steps away from Nikita's fallen body and then stands over Morgana, while Chris Carson looks suspiciously on. From inside his boxers, he pulls out another ticket and stuffs it down Morgana's top.
Chris Extreme: and most of all, you've been invited.
He steps into the center of the ring, looking at Chris Carson, Nikita and Morgana.
Chris Extreme: You've all been invited to... Auschwitz Prison 2!
Exiting the ring, just as calmly as he entered, Chris Extreme walks to the back, still with the ink all over his body. The cameras fade out, last showing the tickets being held by Chris Carson, Nikita and Morgana.
Winner: Chris Carson