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Insanity Episode 156; Bramlage Coliseum - Manhattan, Kansas
Topic Started: Mar 3 2008, 02:18 PM (332 Views)
Vegeta
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#1 Contenders Open Tag Team Title Challenge
All teams are welcome
(To participate in this match, post your own intro. The latest any team can enter the match is Tuesday 7pm EST. Once this deadline hits, people can start RPing.)

Non-Title Match
P.Y vs. Alex Giltinane

Intercontinental Title Match
Serial © vs. Streetz

Hardcore Title Match
Sully © vs. Adam Senton

Tom Tyco vs. AleXtreme

Rey De Dolor vs. Kamikaze Kid
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Tom Tyco
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~Clue One~



"To offer my ire satisfies sadistic heels over reputable tweeners."



Can you figure out the clue? Don't give it away. Watch next week for the next clue.
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Hellfire
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The camera fades back on after the weird Tom Tyco promo concerning his big secret. Hellfire is shown staring at the TV screen alongside Haley. The two looks at the screen, back at each other, before looking back at the screen.

Hellfire & Haley in unison: He's gay.

The two are just about to walk off camera as Ron Simmons walks up to them.

Ron Simmons: Da-

Hellfire: SAY IT!...and you're a dead man...

Hellfire looks menacingly at the artist formerly known as Faarooq before walking off while physically dragging along Haley who are laughing maniacally. Simmons mutters a single word which sounds a little bit like spam...or ham or something like that before too walking off screen. The camera cuts back to the ring for the next match of the evening.
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Mr.Anonymous
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MR. ANONYMOUS RETURNS NEXT WEEK ON INSANITY!!

Johnny: Business suit? What's that all about?

Donny: I don't care what kind of clothes this man wears, It's great to see him return back into the ring. We all know he didn't show up for the PPV, so I can tell you this right now. I sure can't wait for his return, GO ANONYMOUS!

Johnny: Well, He is coming back folks stay tuned.
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Tom Tyco
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Cole: We are backstage here in the Bramlage Coliseum where we find Tom Tyco. Tom, what's going on?

Tom Tyco: Well Cole, not a whole lot. I'm just preparing for my matches tonight.

Cole: Matches?

Tom Tyco: Yes, matches. One with AleXtreme, and one with any other pansy tag team that decides to get in MY way of a tag team title shot.

Cole: Oh really? And who is your partner?

Tom Tyco: It's a secret Cole.

Cole: Is it THE secret?

Tom Tyco: ... uh, no. "THE" secret will come out to play when the time is right.

Cole: So your secret involves another person?

Tom Tyco: *sigh* no. It's a figure of speech. Get with the program. I knew one of you reporters would be back here snooping around my personal business, and asking questions to try to find out what the "Big Secret" is, so I'll tell you this. It does NOT involve any other persons directly and it will NOT be revealed until I feel the time is right - and that time is soon but not tonight. But, those who are smart enough should be able to figure out the secret by the next PPV. Satisfied?

Cole: ... no.

Tom Tyco: Good. Now if you'd excuse me, I have a couple of matches to prepare for.






... and by the way Cole, you look really nice tonight.




We cut away with Tom exiting the screen to the left and Cole with a puzzled look upon his face.
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Rey De Dolor
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The guitar for Right Side of the Bed by Atreyu is heard on the speakers and the familiar video of Rey De Dolor is shown on the titron. Rey appears on stage and starts walking down to the ring with a very scrawny and clumsy young man. Rey has an unusual smile on his as he tells the kid to get into the ring while he walks around to the announcer table and asks a roadie for a mic. He climbs the stairs and dips under the ropes and the music stops

Rey: Now last night as you all know, I didn't win my triple threat match and although I am disappointed, I now know the reason I lost. But that isn't the reason I came out here tonight. This kid is Alec LaGesse. I meet him in a gym I stopped by to warm up for my match last night. He recognized me and told me his story on how he wants to be a pro wrestler. He's been training for awhile and I thought I'd do something nice for him. I came up with the idea of his he can stop me from pinning or making him tap for 2 min then I'll talk to PWA officals about getting him a shot for a job. So with that said let's get this started.

Rey hands the mic to a roadie as a ref runs to ring side and takes off his shirt. Alec gets down in a very novice stance and Rey tries hard not to laugh.A timer appears on the screen and starts counting down. Rey lunges forward and grabs him by the head and takes him down. Rey pins him very quickly.

1..
2.

Rey lifts up Alec's arm to give him a chance. He stands Alec up to his feet and brushes off his shoulder and gives him some tips. Alec stands in the same exact stance as before but this time going on the offense and grabbing Rey by the stomach. He tries to lift Rey up by is out weighed by at least 80 pounds. Rey lifts him up off the ground easily and slams him hard into the mat. The clock hit a minute.

Johnny: That was pretty hard for a simple match.
Donny: If he can't handle a simple slam how is he going to handle an actual match in PWA?
Johnny: I know but look that the kid, he can't weigh more then 150 pounds. He doesn't look anything like a wrestler.

This time Rey doesn't lift Alec to his feet but stomps on his chest on the undefended kid. Rey pins again as the clock strikes 30 seconds.

1..
2.

Again Rey lifts Alec's arm, but this time to cause him so pain. Rey rolls him on his stomach with 15 seconds left. He grabs the front Alec's neck and places his knee on his spine and pulls back. Alec screams in pain as the fans start booing Rey. Alec tries to hold on for the last 5 seconds.

5
4
3
2

The back of Alec can't handle it anymore and he taps. Rey stands up laughing and picks up a mic again.

Rey: This is what I think of all you.

Rey takes his foot and scrapes it on Alec's face and kicks him in the gut as he tries to get up.

Rey: It was your fault I lost this Sunday, it was your fault I'm not the Cruiserweight Champion tonight. I was busy wasting my time trying to give you guys a good show instead of destroying my opponents. Well it ends tonight, no more Rey De Dolor the fans love, you people can kiss my ass because you are nothing but scum under my feet wishing you could live a day in the life of The King of Pain. In your dreams you're me. You have all the girls you want, you have all the money you need, you have the fame I don't know what to do with it.

Rey drops the mic and laughs as he picks Alec up and drapes him over his shoulder. Rey lifts up and slams him into the map, he lands on his neck betweens Rey's leg as he lands in a sitting position. Rey stands up flips the now lifeless Alec onto his back as EMTs run down to the ring to check on him. Rey drops down to the map and rolls out of the ring with a very satisfied look on his face. The fans boo and throw trash at him as he walks slowly to backstage without looking back.

Johnny: What snapped in Rey's mind to make him think the fan's are the reason he lost at Pandemonium.

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Razer
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[ringside, camera's cut to the thunders]

Johnny: Well ladies and gentlemen, after the events of pandemonium, including the very physical closely contested world title match, it appears that what could have been a night for celebration for Revolution Inc has now turned into a night of mourning.

Donny: Last night, Razer tried to upend the world champion, but it went wrong, in the process aggrivating an old injury he had sustained last year against Vegeta and Triple six in that epic handicap battle

Johnny: Yes, we regret to in form you that Razer has sustained a re-aggrivation of his right shoulder injury due to the impact of an arm drag gone wrong, then P.Y's finisher the crucifixion hitting him full force

[the main screen shows the replay, although the fans dislike the one man army, very few cheer at this sight]

Donny: PWA's medical staff diagnosed the junkie in the early hours of the morning and x-rays and scans revealed that the junkie had broken his collar bone, dislocated his shoulder and damaged the muscles surrounding that area.

Johnny: Like him or not, the one man army was only one match away from total victory in PWA and you have to admire what he achived, but with this new injury set back, it is a case of when he will come back and what will happen when he does

Donny: I'd sure hate to be Rex Haraway and P.Y when Razer finally gets back and match fit




ooc: basically, razer's taking a break for a few months. i'll still be round the board, but i need some time out etc
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PWA Accomplishments:
PWA (2002-2008)
PWA Hall of Fame Member (Inducted November 2014)
PWA World Champion x2
PWA European Champion
PWA Million Dollar Champion x2
PWA Tag Champion x3
PWA Hardcore champion x2
Winner of some End of Year, PPV and Show Awards
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Streetz
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Streetz stands in the middle of the ring with a microphone in his hands. Boos shower the ring as one of the most hated Superstars stand dead center. The fans severely want to see him get his ass kicked, and yet, for some reason the last month has only seen Streetz emerging victorious. The crowd invests its hope tonight into seeing Serial put a stop to Streetz's enduring momentum.

Streetz: Well, well, well! Look at me! Look at me!

Streetz lets the boos filter in.

Streetz: I began this ascension to the top after losing the IC title match at Pojocade. Yes, then i may have been at my lowest. But week after week, I've been coming out here to announce that this was my time. MY TIME! And where am I now? Huh? Well, let's track my career path since that loss at Pojocade.

A video package comes across the titantron.

Out of the corner of his eye, the Demon Stalker catches the charging athlete and engages him in a fisticuffs. While neither man is a fan favorite, it seems each has their fans - with Wrath's overpowering those of the technician. Wrath dispatches of his attacker without receiving a single blow, turning around into a sudden kick. Despite the veteran's technical prowess, he is unable to counter the screwdriver a second time and his head is spiked into the canvas. Streetz makes the cover as Tommy Dragon recovers with a confident grin across his face.

1...

2...

3!

Ring Announcer: Here is your winner...STREETZ!


Streetz: I beat Wrath, a PWA legend my first week back after Pojocade. But that was just the beginning of my ascension. Here's the next step I climbed on my ladder.

Video occurs again:

The kendo stick calls out to the Hardcore Superstar. What was most feared has now become what is most revered, as Streetz winds up the weapon, cracking it against Kashell's windpipe. Lawfer falls onto his face, gripping at his neck to subside the pain. Streetz does not go on vacation, but continually cracks the kendo stick against the back of the Neo Enigma's neck, until it finally snaps in half. Streetz tosses the weapon aside, thinking of new ways to brutalize his opponent.

As Streetz looks around for new ways to inflict the maximum amount of damage, he notices out of the corner of his eye that the referee is tending to Lawfer rather vigilantly. Apparently he had inflicted more damage than he had thought, and the ref had been contemplating stepping in and ending the match early. In lieu of cheating all of his fans out of a notch in the 'W' column, Streetz quickly walked over to his opponent and made the pin. In need of medical attention, Lawfer didn't put up much of a fight.

Announcer: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH VIA PINFALL, STREETZ!


Streetz: That was a match tailor made for me, a hardcore street fight. I didn't disappoint my fans there, did I? No! I came out with the almighty win, and continued my climb. And what did I do the next week?

More video package:

At this point, Streetz is quite aggravated. He violently kicks out, shaking Bundy off of him like a wet dog. Getting to his feet at the same time as Bundy, Streetz lunges towards him. Ducking beneath a clothesline, Bundy waits for Streetz to turn around. When he does, Bundy goes for the classic double eye poke, but Streetz gets up his hand over the bridge of his nose! Having exhausted his repetoire, Bundy simply stared for a few moments, before Streetz kicked him in the gut, set up, and nailed the Roadkill! Streetz made the pin, as the ref made the count.


Announcer: WINNER OF THIS MATCH VIA PINFALL, STREETZ!


Streetz: Yes, i defeated a fan favorite, the much loved Al Bundy. I took the comic legend's face and turned it into a mix of skin, blood and slop. But that's not all! No, then came my all important match at Pandemonium for the Intercontinental Championship's #1 Contendership. Just guess how this one turned out.

Video package rolls again:

Streetz returns to a vertical base with his back turned to Alex, a bit woozy from the hard kick to the side of his head. Streetz turns around and is lifted up in a fireman's carry, ready to be devastated by The Full Whack! Streetz uses all the energy of his body to wriggle and thrash, causing Alex to drop the brawler behind him. Streetz catches his arm around Giltinane's neck, and drives him forcefully into the mat, connecting the DD DDT. Alex lays on the mat, the glimmer in his eyes faded to nothingness. Streetz makes his cover. 1...
2...
3!!!

DING DING DING!

Announcer: Winner of this bout and NUMBER ONE CONTENDER FOR THE INTERCONTINENTAL TITLE, STREETZ!

The referee raises the hands of the Streetz as he celebrates a huge victory over Alex G!


Streetz: What do all those videos have in common? Me being hailed as the victor. Now tonight, I take on the IC Champ, Serial. Instead of telling you what I'm going to do, I just might as well show you.

Video package occurs once again:

SHOULDER UP!

Streetz is able to fling his shoulder up, much to the dismay of Serial. The debuting Streetz sends Serial into a rage, thinking to himself that there is no way this match is even still going on. He gets to his feet, and pulls Streetz off of the mat, whipping him to the ropes with a great deal of force. Streetz, for a moment, seems like he is completely lost. But something clicks, and he realizes what is going on. Spotting Serial with his shoulders positioned forward. The newcomer charges in and slams his knee into the side of Serial's face. Serial falls backwards, landing on his tail bone. After a couple of tense seconds, that sees both men resting themselves. Streetz shocks everyone in the arena by not only setting Serial up for it, but also landing the DD DDT! He goes for the pin, hooking the leg.

Ref-
1...
2...
3!!!

DING DING DING

The official gets to his feet, and helps Streetz up. Raising the debuting athlete's arm in the air. The ref calls him the victor. "Wake The Dead" by Comeback Kid starts to play into the PA system whilst the ring announcer chimes in with the official ruling on the match.

Announcer - Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this bout by way of pinfall - STREETZ!


Streetz: The only difference this time is that when the ref raises my hand, I will have gold laying on my shoulder, baby!

Wake the Dead plays. Streetz basks in his shower of boos for a moment before exiting the ring.
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The Oakster
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BONG!
A promo video plays out showing a scene in a dark abandoned factory. A small hanging light starts flickering to show a ring inside the factory followed by sounds of footsteps coming closer to the scene. The footsteps stop and a man walks to the light and shows his face to be none other than The Oakster ...

"LET'S TAKE IT TO THE EXTREME!"
The face shot pauses and fades out, leaving the following words ...

THE OAKSTER
NEXT WEEK ON INSANITY
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Adam Senton
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Adam Senton is backstage, a mere minutes before is hardcore title match with Sully. He has a look of anger, mixed in with excitement at the prospect of winning some gold here tonight. Adam turns one of the many corners at the arena and bangs into Rey De Dolor. Rey had been on the camera already tonight, twice. Once, for his match, another time when he snapped cutting a promo. Rey had a glazed look on his face, he had a look about himself as if he was just about to bust some heads in. Rey looked at the Canadian wrestler and grinned, he had been awaiting for an opportunity such as this to arise. He had been waiting for destroy some vermin like this.

Rey: Here there Adam. Where are you going in such a hurry? The rings that way buddy!

Senton: I know where the ring is, Rey. I'm going to get my wrestling pants, if you'd let me through, that would be greatly appreciated.

Rey pretended to let the Canuck through, but as soon as he made an effort to pass him, The King of Pain slapped him over the face. Adam shot his head upwards to see his fellow wrestler with a look of shock on his face. He had certainly not expected this at all. Rey was usually a good guy, usually someone you could talk to. But I guess last nighs loss had really gotten to him...

Adam retaliated with a right hand of his own. It didn't do anything to Rey, he liked the attack actually. He knew that by doing this, it really got himself on the PWA map. De Dolor swung back at the Canuck with double his power, smoking him dead on with a itch slap. Adam fell backwards to the floor, and the king of pain struck! He dove to the floor and began to tug at the Canadians hair and slam his head against the floor in anger. Rey felt other hands reach for his back and rug him off the light weight. He looked over his shoulder and there were a few of the many PWA personalities to break it up. The crowd watching burst into cheers as Rey is tossed off and they make a circle around the Canadian. Adam gets to his feet and you can clearly see the blood dripping down his head as the scene fades.
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Rex Haraway
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THE FOLLOWING PRESENTATION IS A

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Following the sound of white noise, a somewhat contort image of Rex Haraway’s face appears upon the PojoTron.

REX: “I am truly sorry to be the bearer of bad news, Kansas. I really am. But without further ado - fresh from his successful title defence last night, here is your beloved World Champion.”

The self-proclaimed saviour steps aside from the lens, allowing the camera to capture the image of a seated monster. Covered almost entirely darkness – if it wasn’t for a single light above his head, that is – the English Monster sits upon a basic steel chair, forehead resting in a single hand as he exhales a deep sigh.

P.Y: “I don’t get it.”

He shakes his head.

P.Y: “These words I speak are pre-recorded, yet I still don’t even have to guess that right now, not a single man, woman or child is expressing any form of joy. Am I right? Of course I am. I mean what does it take with you people? What does it take to garner appreciation? Six years of loyal service to this company and I still get greeted with the same old shit? Well, to quote a certain Hart – “enough is enough and it’s time for a change”. I tried my best – truthfully, I did – but when you put your heart and soul out there every night to same old reaction, the same boos, the same jeers then something has got to change. Seeing as how you wont … well, looks like that something is in fact going to have to be someone. That someone is going to have to be me.”

Finally, the PWA removes his head from his hand and turns to face the camera.

P.Y: “So heed this warning with full attention, for I will only say these words once and once only – No respect? No remorse. You think that you can just carry on with this display of dishonour? You think that I’m just gonna allow this constant shower of shit to turn my every day into a bad day? You think that after all the ups – the business peaks, the rise to the top, the title runs – and after all the downs – the personal issues, the diabolical television ratings and endless network disputes –throughout which I have stayed fully loyal to this business, that I’m gonna let a bunch of ingrates like yourselves try and ruin my career through your complete and utter lack of disrespect?”

An eerie silence pauses as the Englishman just stares in the camera. His eyes simply burn a distinct image into everyone’s mind, allowing them to feel just how pissed off this man really is.

P.Y: “Don’t work that way.”

Once again, P.Y simply pierces a hole through the lens – but this time, he says no more. His sudden silence causes a somewhat confused Rex to step back into the shot, once again his entire head, taking up the majority of the shot. Soon, his composure recovers.

REX: “The broken collar bone? The dislocated shoulder? Razer learned the hard way – so unless you would like to see others learn in that same manor, may I suggest that you people start to change your ways? Good. Now that your choices have been made clear, then I simply leave you with one message – enjoy the rest of your evening. And think carefully. You’ve been a rexcellent audience.”

A smile fades to static, which soon turns into another commercial as Monday Night Insanity goes to another break.
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Kyle The Freak Rieger
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*Kendo is pacing around the backstage area. Its obvious he is looking for something, and just like that fool searching for love he's been looking in all the wrong places. He ends up spotting his old buddy Kalevala leading the monster through the back prior to the show.*

Kendo: Kennin Nigga whats up mang, hey you seen White Nigga around anywhere.

Kalevala: White Nigga? Who the fuck is White Nigga?

Kendo: You kno, Ya boy, Freaky, where he at yo.

Kalevala: Ohh Kyle, he's probably still at the office, with what happened to Razer and everything he's had a long day working out and canceling deals. Just go down to the boiler room and talk to Mario he'll take you to see him.

*Kendo muses over this for a second, thinking about the logistics of the entire situation, they are in Kansas right now, Kyle is in Chicago, how the hell is Kyle even gonna make to to the building tonight, much less Kendo make it to the office and back. He just walks down to see Mario just to get this all sorted out. He pounds on the boiler room door before opening it, last time someone forgot to do that they got to enjoy the site Mario and Allison pouring hot candle wax on each other while open hand chopping one another. Kendo walks in and sees Mario working on his portable desk, with his lovely girlfriend standing over him watching for math mistakes.*

Kendo: CRACKABOY!

*Mario looks up from his work and immediately walks up to shake the hand of his client. *

Mario: I'm looking over you old contract right now looking for anything Vegeta didn't offer that is federally mandated. Just to jack up the price, but what can i do for you today.

Kendo: I needs to see White Nigga, Kennin Nigga said u'd take me to the office. The only problems I see is the office is in Chicago, and we's right here in Kansas. How the fuck White Nigga gon make it here tonight.

Mario: Ahhh Kendo, there is always a way with Kyle.

*Mario pushes a big red button on his portadesk and behind him a portal opens.*

Mario: Just go on through there, ask the secretary you're there to speak with Kyle, she'll lead you in.

*Kendo is just looking at the portal awestruck. This breaks the laws of physics, and probably a few health codes as well.*

Mario: Yeah you ever see the game Portal? Kyle's had this for years, its rather conivient don't you think. Plus when the game came out, fat royalty check for Kyle for using the technology.

Kendo: What de Fuck will yall crazy crackas think of next. So I jus walk in.

Mario: Just walk on through I'll be here when you get back and we'll discuss some more contract details.
*Kendo begins to walk in and through the portal talking to himself the entire time*

Kendo: God Damn, crazy mofucking technology. How the hell this gonna take me to Chicago, we in fuckin Kansas.

*Kendo emerges out the other side in Chicago at the offices of ReiGore Enterprises. He nearly walks into a giant marble statue of Kyle Rieger grinning and giving a thumbs up, looking up to avoid at the last moment. He is seriously puzzled, is he really in Chicago, does Kyle really have access to that kind of technology. He walks up to what appears to be a receptionist's desk ready to ask where in this maze of a building he could find the boss. Luck is on his side however as Kyle Rieger and the lovely Sarah Death Rey are stepping off the elevator together. They appear to be in a bizarre argument*

Kyle: Death Rey, I'm telling you I have to go, I've got to discu- *Sarah Death Rey stops Kyle from speaking by Kissing him mid word* ss, contracts with Mario. I've gotta meet up with Ken- *She does it again, clearly not wanting him to leave* do, and

*Kyle looks up and notices Kendo standing and still looking weirded out by the building and its design of tunnels, trapdoors, and secret passageways overhead. For thirty floors up the floors are made of glass, the illusion of falling is heightened by each floor higher. This office was made by some sick demented bastard, no surprise Kyle designed it himself.*

Kendo: Yooooo, White Nigga, whas goin on man. What the fuck is up wit dis place.

Kyle: Ahhh Kendo, welcome to the offices of Reigore industries, Seventy-Eight floors.

Kendo: After seeing that portal doohicky, I'd think it'd be bigger.

Kyle: Ahh, you misunderstand, this seventy-eight story building is one solid square block around. That means I'm on the intersection of four streets, I have more rooms than The Sears Tower, The John Hancock Building, Empire State Building combined. Do you understand what I'm saying.

Kendo: Yeah, it's pretty big.

Kyle: Good, let me show you around, including the perks that would be included in your Revolution Inc. Contract. Mitzy would you contract Richard and tell him to meet us on floor thirty seven section thirteen. Come along Kendo, Sarah looks like I'll be staying a little bit longer.

*All three enter the elevator where Kendo is surprised to see seats with seatbelts, glass windows all around the elevator, and a keyboard which Kyle is typing in coordinates to.*

Kyle: Now Kendo we're going to be going up, down, left, right, and in circles in some portions of this elevator ride, are you comfortable with that.

Kendo: Nigga what the fuck kinda elevata is dis.

Kyle: It leads into a pocket dimension with portals to the various floors and rooms, it was much easier to build it that to build a real elevator that went sideways.

*Kyle straps in his seatbelt, presses enter on the keyboard, and the elevator descends into the pocket universe. The Cameras magically appear at the 37th floor, in a flash of light the elevator spontaneously appears in the door, opens up, and the three brave souls who rode it emerge*

Kendo: Jesus Christ White Nigga, you neva told me nothin about dem lava sharks. Or those gawt damn rabid raccoons that were seven feet tall. Don't think its lucky that we made it past them Cyclopes either. Damn I nearly jumped into the lap of Back Door Galore here.

Sarah: Kyle, why did you have to put the elevator on that plane of reality

Kyle: What, we're in no harm ever when we're on it, besides I like to watch people jump and get scared when the see Wilford Brimley naked covered in Oatmeal fighting Black Jesus.

Kendo: White Nigga Ya'll Crazy.

*Just then, the famous theme from 2001 A Space Odyssey begins to blare over loud speakers invisible to the naked eye. The lights dim, white smoke fills the room, lasers illuminate the sky. Some simply call him Slick Ric, he's the Dirtiest Player in the Game, at nearly sixty he's still The Nature Boy, The Picasso of the Ring, The Leader of The Four Horsemen, SPACE MOUNTAIN, RIIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCCCC FLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR, has entered the room*

Ric: WOOOOOOOOOO!, MEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN, WOOOOOOOOOO!, BY GOD GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. TO BE THE MAN, WOOOOOOOOOO! YOU GOTTA BEAT, WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! THE MAN, TO BE, SPACE MOUNTAIN, WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! YOU GOTTA BE THE OLDEST RIDE, WOOOOOOOOOOOO! IN THE PARK WITH THE, WOOOOOOOOOO!, LONGEST LINE. THIS IS MY TOWN.

Kyle: Haha, Kendo, allow me to introduce you to the Legend, Slick, Ric, FLAIR. Now Ric's a little bit up there in the years, so he doesn't tend to make much sense anymore, but he's a damn good guy to have on our side, and he's fun to boot. But here we are in our wrestling gym, floors thirty seven to forty are dedicated to Revolution Inc. We've got three rings, full weights and cardio, most every fitness facility that you could possibly ask for, and a two floor private suite for you on thirty nine and forty.
Lets have Jake send up some refreshments for when we tour the living quarters, DRUNK! DRRRRUNNNNNKKKKKKK! GET OVER HERE!

*Jake Roberts comes stumbling over from a dark shaded corner of the gym. What he was doing back there, god only knows.*

Jake: You Rang, Sir.

Kyle: Yes, bring up some Olde E, some of that Stone Mountain Whiskey, and some of Ric's WOOOOOOOOOO Shine. Meet us up in 39 D we'll be there momentarily. Oh Natalie, I didn't see you back there, come on over.

*Jake scampers away as the Camera pans over to the cardio equipment where The Hottie from The Hart Dungeon is running on a treadmill. She puts a halt to her running and walks over to her employer and his guest.*

Natalie: Good Afternoon Kyle, Sarah, and Welcome Super Nigga.

Kendo: Ahhhh, hey yo, Nat Ta Tat Tat, what's goin on girl.

Kyle: Hello Natalie, looking beautiful as always, *Sarah gives her man a glare* too bad I've got my crown jewel right here *She stops scowling and wraps her arm around his* getting your workout done for th day.

Natalie: I've got to be out there to protect Kal's poor arm, I've got to be in the best shape possible.

Kyle: By the way I think he's getting ready to go to the ring soon, you better get ready, oh and do you mind telling Haley the same.

Natalie: Kyle, can you do it, she, she, she scares me. She thinks I'm trying to steal Hellfire from her.

Kyle: Alright, we need to go up that way to show Kendo his potential suite.

*Natalie leaves to hit the showers and change, as Kyle, Kendo, Sarah, and WOOOOO! SPACE MOUNTAIN. All board the elevator for another trip into the abyss. The Cameras are already at floor thirty nine when they emerge.*

Sarah: Kyle that was too much this time really. A bear holding onto a shark, with a laser beam on its head. It could've melted the elevator.

Kyle: Look I've told you all the pocket universe is only temporary, until we get the personal portals and we can figure out how to lock people out of rooms with them.

Kendo: White Nigga what about that KKK rally we had to see.

Kyle: Yeah Super Nigga, I'm sorry that was fucked up.

Kendo: Dems all Niggas unda the hood man, what da fuck up wid dat.

Ric: WOOOOOOOOO!, LIMOUSINE RIDING, KISS STEALING, WOOOOOOOOO!, JET FLYING, WOOOOOOOOO!, SON OF A GUN, THAT WAS, SPACE MOUNTAIN, WITH THEM NEGRO WHITE WARS, WOOOOOOOOOO!, THIS IS MY TOWN.

Kyle: Yeah that's great Ric, why don't you show Kendo to his Suite while I tell Haley.

*Ric Flair starts to strut down the hallway, letting out his immortal WOOOOOOOOO!, every ten seconds, Kendo starts to crack up and join in, strutting down the hall.*

Kyle: I'd never picture those two bonding so well, if the whitest person I know and the blackest man in the world can be best friends, there's hope for everyone

*NBC's cliché “The More You Know” message plays and Kyle and Sarah look around confused. They shrug it off, and walk down to the lair of Hellfire. They knock using the rusted iron ring, but there is no answer. They decide to brave the terror ahead and walk it. Its seemingly an inconspicuous room, by Kyle knows better, pull the yellow book on the book shelf and the room behind opens up to a medieval torturers dungeon. In one dark corner of the room sits a single stool, on this stool sits the Bipolar Inmate from Arkham Asylum.*

Kyle: Hey Haley, just wanted to let you know Hellfire has his match soon so you might want to get ready.

*Haley glares in his direction.*

Haley: Are you trying to steal my lover?

Kyle: No, I'm just letting you know his match is coming up, I'm straight.

Haley: Is she trying to steal him?

*She points at Sarah.*

Kyle: No Death Rey is my baby, we're not trying to steal him.

Haley: I Still think you're both trying to steal him

Kyle: I'll prove it.

*Kyle tilts his warrior women's head back, looks into her eyes, and delivers a long and deep kiss. The ladies in the arena all WOOOOOOOOOOOO! At this tactic. At least they would, if there were a large group of women who watch wrestling.*

Haley: I still don't believe you.

Kyle: I'm not going to win this, don't make me ask Hellfire to lock you back up in the cage, because I will. You have a match tonight, I know you love your man, he needs you there for him, so go and be there for him and don't worry about us.

Haley: Leave. LEAVE NOW!!!!

*Kyle and Sarah scramble out the door and bump into Tommy Dragon and Casey when they make it out*

Kyle: Jesus that woman scares the hell out of me. Hello Tomdrag, Casey, how are you two today.

Tommy: Fine Kyle, hey, weren't u going to go talk to Kendo about the contract dealings.

Kyle: He's here right now, he's hanging out with Ric and Jake in his suite.

Tommy: You left Kendo alone with Jake Roberts, and Ric Flair, how long has it been.

Kyle: Only a few minutes, why?

Tommy: God Dammit, we gotta hurry.

*Tommy Dragon leads the way as the fearsome and firey foursome run to suite 39 D. Tommy opens the door cautiously, the last man they left alone with those two for under five minutes, Mario Woosey, and you saw what changes happened to him. They don't know if they will be good or bad, but something will happen. They peek inside, a quarter of the furniture in the room is destroyed, and sitting in a circle passing along a joint and bottle of moonshine are the three amigos.*

Kendo: Ya, know slick nigga, ya'll gots some good life herr, ya'lls just drunk an crunk an fuck nigga up, i dig i dig man. So's tell me about space mountain slick nigga.

Ric: WOOOOOOOO, DOUBLE N, YAAAA, TO BE THE MAN, YOU GOTTA, WOOOOOOOOOO, BEAT, THE MAN, WOOOOOOOOOOO, ON SPACE MOUNTAIN. I AM THE WOOOOOOOO, DIRTIEST, WOOOOOOOOOOO, PLAYER ON SPACE MOUNTAIN,

Jake: You know when you come to an office, ya gotta push paper. And you don't wanna push paper with me, cuz I cheat. I got snakey here, and he cheats. I got wiskey here, and its going down my belly. Now DDT, DDT, DDT, Snakey's dinner time, heheheh.

Kendo: White Nigga, Ya'll got some crazy friends, cho next weekend, we goin to my hood.

Casey: What should we do to them.

Kyle: Just leave them be, they'll fight out who the grand master of drunkeness is. We'll see them in two days. And if they don't survive, well then there will be another three spirits haunting the elevator

Tommy: Kyle you're pretty fucked up, you realize that.

Kyle: Yeah *points to Tommy* but you're whiter than Clorox, *points to Casey* I pay her salary, *wraps his arm tighter around Death Rey's* and she digs it.

*Kyle winks into the camera for the big sitcom ending expecting the camera to fade out. Everyone stands still, waiting for the cut, but it doesn't happen. Kyle finally starts moving again and begins to speak as we fade out.*

Kyle: GOD FUCKING DAMMIT, COULDN'T I HAVE GOTTEN A CUT THERE. I MEAN FOR FUCKS SA...
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