The Clique is RAW....Episode 15

Jayman

Super Moderator

*We are LIVE and set for another exciting night of action from the superstars of the Clique Wrestling Federation! As seems to be the trend lately, we are starting out the feed in the backstage area. Jackie is standing outside Commissioner Felix’s door with a microphone in hand, patiently waiting for the boss. Just then, PeaceSells and A-Bomb walk up to her in their wrestling attire. She pretends to ignore them, but the new tag team won’t leave her be. Jackie snaps.

Jackie: WHAT do you two non-giants want?
A-Bomb: We want an interview. We need to clear the air of why we’ve barely lost our first two matches.
Jackie: Sorry, I’m busy. I heard that somehow, someway, you’ve been granted another tag team match opportunity tonight.
PeaceSells: Yep, that’s right baby. We’re facing the new team from Alaska: )85( and xXJessXx. It’s going to be no sweat, you know? They don’t even have one match under their belt yet. Haha…this is where WE are the veterans!
Jackie: Don’t call me baby.
A-Bomb: Come on, our fans are all awaiting an interview. Ask us the “hard” questions Jackie. We know you like ‘em hard.

*Before Jackie can speak, something white strikes the back of A-Bomb’s head. He stumbles forward, clutching his head. PeaceSells turns around to see where it came from, but he too is hit in the head with a white round object. It smashes apart in his face. The camera pans down the hallway to see the culprits: )85( and xXJessXx, dressed in full Alaskan winter-wear, are throwing snowballs from a cooler they have with them. PS and A-Bomb run off towards them, but the Tundra-born team run off. Just then, Felix exits his office and looks down the hallway at the action.

Felix: So…they actually bring snowballs with them?
Jackie: (shrugs)………
Felix: (snaps out of his stare) Anyway! I wanted to come out here because the big question on everyone’s mind for the past week has been…who are the two contenders in tonight’s main event? The main event match that will determine who the number one contender for Joe Cool’s World Title is! Well….I am here to tell you that the two superstars who have been the most impressive in the past month and beyond have been God and Suntan Superman. Therefore, they will be squaring off one-on-one later on tonight.

*He walks off as Jackie looks on, nodding her head slowly.

*The opening video cues up, complete with quick clips of the recent shows. They include: God being awarded the CWF Women’s Title, Joe Cool escaping Crocker and Team UK, Suntan Superman crushing opponents left and right, the CWO raising their arms in unison, as well as Team UK in the ring together. The video ends and we cut to the live crowd in London England. We come to you from the O2 arena, where the crowd is lively and cheering at the top of their lungs. The camera picks up such signs as “Crocker, be my love slave!”, “Tyler Durden isn’t old – he’s youthfully challenged!”, “Mikk….marry me!”, “I came to see Gigglypuff!!”, and “Team UK – go get JC’s gold!”. We see that once again, there are two separate announce tables set far apart from eachother. King Jayman is already sitting at his table, reading some of his notes. The other table is empty, and Jayman is smiling at that fact. That is, until “God Save the Queen” begins playing across the arena and Tyler Durden steps out from the entryway. He waves to the crowd and jumps up and down like any other archaic individual would, obviously excited for tonight’s show. He slaps the hands of many of the people along the ramp, and settles into his seat as we cut to downtown London.

*We see someone holding a large tourist pamphlet wide enough to cover his face. They are standing in front of the Houses of Parliament, where many others are taking pictures and talking amongst themselves. The sun is setting in London, reflecting a glow across the River Thames. The unseen individual behind the pamphlet speaks loudly enough for everyone around him to be heard.

Voice: So this is what was blown up at the end of the movie “V for Vendetta”? They should’ve done everyone in the world a favor and DESTROYED THIS PLACE FOR REAL!!!!

*Everyone nearby stops talking and taking pictures to look at this individual, who lowers the pamphlet to reveal the speaker: Dakstang. He’s wearing a shirt with the American flag proudly displayed on it, with faded blue jeans to match. His hat has the letters “U.S.A.” written across it. Dak is sporting a few bandages across his forehead, covering up the beating he had last week at the hands of Team UK. Hearing no responses from everyone around him, Dakstang continues.

Dak: It says here in this pamphlet that in 1812, British Prime Minister Spencer Perceval was shot and killed on these grounds. I say that was a GREAT idea. Who is the current Prime Minister around here? Not like it matters, but I say we continue that trend!

*A lot of gasps are heard around, and a burly man that took offense to that last comment starts approaching Dak. Seeing his advances, Dak drops his pamphlet and runs off, and the feed returns to the arena.

Tyler Durden: My money is on a Dakstang funeral before the night is over.
Jayman: Well, by that point I’ll be the first one on the plane to head back to America. I think I’m starting to get sick from being over here. All you blokes eat are bloody fish and chips around here!
TD: Just stop talking…..anyway, our main event matchup has been set for tonight: God against Suntan Superman for the title of #1 contender for Joe Cool’s World Title.
Jay: What about Simon? Isn’t he the legitimate number one contender?
TD: His rematch clause is still in effect, and I’m told he is in the arena tonight. However, he has not chosen to use his rematch for tonight..so it’ll remain to be seen when he activates it.
Jay: In other CWO action, Blade and Giganto, who are coming off a nice win against the rookie team of PeaceSells and A-Bomb, will be facing off against the team of Mikk and Gigglypuff later tonight. A lot of bad blood between Blade and Mikk, but this time only Giganto is there to lick the wounds of the CWO “Ladies Man”.
TD: Speaking of the aforementioned A-Bomb and PeaceSells…they are up now in the curtain-jerker against the debuting team of )85( and xXJessXx. Both these individuals reside from the state of Alaska, and if their snowball fight is over with backstage….maybe we’ll get going here.

*”Who Let the Dogs Out” starts up and the pair from Alaska are mushed out behind a pair of sled dogs. They are mildly cheered, and they happily wave to the crowd before removing their hooded parkas to reveal their all-white wrestling attire. Next, Megadeth’s “Peace Sells” rocks the O2 Arena while PS and A-Bomb head out together, in matching yellow wrestling attire. Once they get in the ring, they look around, looking for a referee. Their confusion ends when Duke runs down the ramp smiling, wearing his referee shirt yet again. PS and A-Bomb look pissed, but the match begins with PS and )85(. PeaceSells starts off with some hard-hitting offense, and Duke is quick to give a 5-count when PS applies a chokehold. After the count, he rips PS’s hands off the throat of 85. Alaskan wonder tags in Jess and she gets in a quick dropkick and follows up with a few snap suplexes. All quick offensive moves from Jess. She whips PS into the ropes, he takes over by hitting a clothesline out of nowhere. Tag into A-Bomb. AB leaps off the top ropes and hits a clothesline from the top that sends Jess down. He covers Jess and a 1………..2……………kickout. AB is upset with the count, thinking it was very slow. Gets in Duke’s face and he points to the ref shirt. Jess throws an arm between AB’s legs and wraps him up in a schoolboy pin. Duke with a VERY quick 1..2…3! Jess and 85 hop on their dogsled and have the canines mush out of the arena before AB and PS even know what happen. Duke is smiling and laughing a little, and as he goes to leave through the ring, PS cuts him off and stands eye to eye with him. Duke raises an eyebrow, wondering what’s gonna happen. PS winds back to swing and Duke cowers. PS doesn’t throw a punch, but laughs at Duke and allows him to leave the ring.

Jay: Hm..appears to be some animosity there between Duke, PeaceSells, and A-Bomb. Duke pulled a quick one over the 0-3 tag team. But they need to learn: you don’t mess with the referee.
TD: And you don’t mess with Team UK!

*We cut backstage to, oddly enough, Team UK. We are in their locker room, where everyone is cheering and God is standing facing them all, with a big smile on his face. Streamers are flying, confetti is falling, champagne is being drunk, and horrible singing can be heard from Gigglypuff and Invictus.

God: This is all too much everyone. Thank you very much!
Mikk: We just wanted to start the celebration early for our newest number one contender!
Phantom: And then in a few weeks, we will hold every single CWF Title there is!! Woo hoo!!
Crocker: Where’s the strippers??

*As if on cue, Emma walks in front of everyone and stands eye to eye with God. God smiles at her, and she returns with a weak smile. Without warning, she aims low and her fits meets the spot right between God’s legs. He crumples to the ground hard and holds his jewels, crying. Everyone in the room gets quiet for a moment while God begins to cry.

Emma: All those weeks of whipping my ass, now we’re even God. Don’t you ever lay a hand on me again, got that? ….. Now then…go out there tonight and whoop the Samoan’s ass.

*Everyone begins cheering again and file out of the room with champagne glasses flowing. God is left in the room all alone in the room, softly crying and holding his “little ones”.

TD: I’ve always wondered if there was some animosity still there. I guess…question answered?
Jay: Well it looks like Emma got a measure of revenge. Hopefully it did a lot of damage and, dare I say, causes a win for Suntan Superman tonight!
TD: God has about an hour to ice his little buddies down before the main event.

*The CWO theme starts up and Blade heads out, with mirror in hand. He is checking himself out in the mirror, and enjoys what he sees apparently. Giganto heads out next to him, looking all business and cracking his knuckles. The crowd hates them just as much on this side of the pond, as a not-so-welcome reception is given to them. The crowd’s tune changes, however, when “North Country Boy” fires up on the loudspeakers. Mikk and Gigglypuff come out to very warm receptions from the crowd. They make sure to sign a few autographs from folks in the front row and Gigglypuff takes a sign from a fan that says: “Marry Me Gigglypuff!!” She kisses him on the cheek and heads in the ring. We get started with Giganto and Mikk first. Mikk is fired up and is doing some “stick and move” offense against the bigger Giganto. Eventually, the Dr. gets Mikk in his grasp and tosses him like a ragdoll. Mikk tags in GP and Giganto laughs. Rather than deal with her, he just walks over and tags in Blade. “The Ladies Man” of the CWF walks in and is wearing a look of death on his face. He charges at GP and clotheslines her down with no regret at all. The crowd boos as Blade lays the boots to her. GP is screaming and covering her face, but it doesn’t do much. Blade picks her up and bodyslams her before going for the pin. Only a 2 count! He tosses her into Mikk’s corner and Mikk slaps her shoulder, tagging in. GP rolls out of the ring, exhausted. It’s all Mikk at first as Blade is looking up at the lights, but a miscalculation gives Blade the momentum. Before long, Blade hoists Mikk up over his shoulders, and somehow keeps the big boy up there before delivering a fallaway slam. He climbs the ropes and hits a flying headbutt! Blade covers and scores the 3! The crowd boos, and continues booing louder when they see Simon walking down the ring, once again clapping for his two protégés. Simon slowly enters the ring and slaps Blade and Giganto on the back, then turns his attention to Mikk. The North Country Boy is slow to get up, but when he does he sees that Simon is there, but doesn’t escape the vicious chokeslam Simon delivers. The crowd boos with hatred for the CWO as the trio laugh in the ring together. GP gets in the ring and tends to Mikk, making sure to keep one eye on the CWO members. As they’re walking out of the ring, Blade makes it a point to push her down, drawing more heat from the crowd. He screams “You were the worst I ever had, bitch!!”, which draws even more heat from the crowd.

Jay: Well, the CWO are still a bunch of arrogant assholes if you ask me.
TD: I never thought I’d be a little mad at seeing Mikk get beaten down, but…
Jay: Aww, you have a soft side you big cuddly teddy be….
TD: I will sew your mouth shut.
Jay: Let’s go on location to a pub in downtown London where I’m told we have 3 of our superstars.

*We cut to a pub, just like any other pub, in the middle of downtown. People are drinking and conversing with one another, but the camera is focused on 3 men: Rambo, Necro, and Dakstang. On the table are near 10 empty mugs, and 2 half-full mugs, which Rambo and Necro are drinking from. Dak has a few papers in his hand, and is speaking to the African Hooligans.

Dakstang: …and that’s why you should join my cause to bring down Team UK.
Rambo: …..Nec, who is this guy?
Necro: Dakstang. You know, the guy from West Virginia who has a hard-on for Ron Paul and tending to his garden?
Rambo: …not ringing a bell.
Necro: Wow, looks like your brain cells are fried man. (turning to Dak) I’m going to speak for my drunk, punt-loving partner here when I say we just can’t trust you. Our beef has been with I-squared and their intellac….uh..intellechual…um..their smart asses. Now that they are no longer a team, I have no issues and am fine with just drinking my CWF salary every week.
Rambo: BEER RULES!!!! SPEEDING TICKETS SUCK!!!
Dakstang: Okay, points taken. However, aren’t you moving towards something in your life? Don’t you have a goal? I know it used to be the CWF Tag Team Titles. Well, you two came seconds away from capturing them at Cliquemania. Now, “Anarchy in the UK” are running around with those titles claiming they are the best team in the federation. Don’t you two want to challenge that claim?
Rambo: All I want to do is drink beer.
Necro: Tell you what Dakster. You pound the rest of this beer for me, and we’ll join your cause.
Dakstang: I don’t drink.
Nerco: Then we’re done here, pal.

*Rambo and Necro stand up, grabbing their mugs and head to the pool table. Dakstang hangs his head in shame and gets up, walking out of the pub.

Jayman: Well, yet another attempt by Dak and yet another “no” from more CWF superstars. The numbers game isn’t starting to even up here.
TD: Why don’t you join his cause there Jayster? You are an ignorant American, you’d fit right in!
Jay: ……….

*Backstage, Jackie is with CM Drunk and Inogenius, who are in their gear and ready for action. Ino is thumbing through a physics book, while CM is taping his knuckles.

Jackie: Ino, CM…tonight you two form an unlikely and interesting partnership to tag against your former teammates, Half-Boy and Invictus. Also, the two men you both will be facing in the opening round of the “King of the Clique” tournament. Just wanted to get your thoughts on going into this match.
CM Drunk: Jackie, I’ll tell you my thoughts. For weeks, hell months, I’ve been nothing but nice to Half-Boy. I have looked after his fiancé Emma while he wasn’t around, I’ve stuck up for him and even got him a World Title shot. And what do I get in return? All Matt gave me was some snickering behind my back and some backhanded compliments. I got us tag team title shots, and every time he flushed them away by not coming through. It’s obvious I was just used for months, but that doesn’t matter now. What matters is proving to him I was a valuable asset that he threw away, and beating him to advance in the King of the Clique tournament in 3 weeks.
Jackie: Inogenius?
Inogenius: My unlikely ally tonight is speaking true words. Invictus and myself were the two brightest individuals in the Clique Wrestling Federation. We collaboratively outsmarted every opponent given to us, and were responsible for the greatest Tag Team Title run in the history of this federation. However, Invictus illustrated his true colors, and as a result him and I are concluded. I have a proposal to Invictus for next week: Let us take a break in 7 days from the fighting and talk about this like gentleman. I propose a debate in the middle of the ring, on the next edition of RAW IMPACT! Until then, let us lower ourselves to fisticuffs.

*They walk off, leaving Jackie speechless. She mouths the words “fisticuffs” quizzically, but is caught off guard by Suntan Superman. Sensing a good possibility for an interview, she steps in his path and politely asks him.

Jackie: Uh…Suntan Superman? If you have a moment, could I get a word with you?
SS: Yeah, go ahead.
Jackie: (relieved) Oh. Thank you. Tonight you will face God one-on-one for the chance to be named #1 contender to Joe Cool’s title. What is going through your head right now?
SS: Through my head? Back about a month ago, all I cared about was getting my hands on the “Not World” Title, which has now been renamed the “UK Title”. I didn’t get that opportunity from Felix, and it made me want to RIP HIS HEART OUT. (Jackie jumps back, afraid). However, now he’s given me a chance at something bigger: the World Championship. I don’t have to explain to even somebody like you how important this opportunity is. And the only thing standing in my way is a little chump that loves to chat it up on the microphone (boos are heard from the arena). As far as I’m concerned, this is just a quick 3-count waiting to happen. There is absolutely no way God will be able to hoist my massive frame up for that “Throw-N-Away” finisher he has been doing. In case he hasn’t noticed, I’m not a girl like the recent opponents he’s been “beating”. God can keep the Women’s Title; I’ll be going right for the World Title.
Jackie: Okay, but are you at all worried about Team UK getting involved in the match in any way?
SS: Team UK doesn’t scare me. As far as I’m concerned, it consists of a big lovable dork, two sleazy women, a tag team that insists they are the best, when they haven’t proven a damn thing, two lovebirds that make me want to puke, a guy with book smarts but no wrestling ability, and they are all lead by a teenage s-mod who doesn’t deserve the spot he’s in. If I have to start at the top and begin to dismantle Team UK from there, I will. I challenge anyone in that cute little group to get involved; you’ll be leaving this toilet-bowl country in an ambulance.
Jackie: One would think with all that hatred, you would take Dakstang up on his offer to join his cause…..
SS: Dakstang? Tell him to call my agent. If I had one.

*SS continues along, and walks out of sight from the camera. Jackie nods to the camera, and gives a wink to it before we cut back to ringside.

*”God Save the Queen” starts up and Half-Boy heads out with Invictus next to him and Emma in tow. They both bow to the crowd a few times, who are cheering their hearts out. HB slaps the hands of people, and Emma has her hand kissed by a few young gentleman in the crowd. She blushes and waves to the adoring fans before her two men get in the ring. “Beethoven’s Fifth” cuts off the royal music, and the crowd boos as Inogenius heads out, with CM Drunk. They shake hands to show their unity, and head to the ring together. Emma throws CM a dirty look, and Drunk responds by giving her the “New York State Bird”, to which the crowd boos their disapproval. HB and Ino start off by trading blows. Ino with an early advantage, and he has HB in the corner. HB reverses their positions and gets a 10-punch combo on Ino in the corner, to which the crowd counts along with. He tosses Ino down facefirst to the mat with a facebuster, and flips him over for a pin 1….2……no! Ino kicks out. All Ino now as he scores a neckbreaker, and locks in his finisher from behind, the Scholarly Strangle (sleeper hold). Before the referee can see if HB has passed out, Invictus rushes in out of nowhere and clips the leg of Ino and the crowd pops. Terry, as a result, releases the hold and HB tags in Invictus. The former tag partners clash as Invictus hits a powerslam on a hurt Inogenius. CM Drunk runs in and gains a measure of revenge by hitting a swinging neckbreaker, and the ref quickly ushers him back to his corner. With both men down, Terry crawls and TAGS in CM before Invictus gets up. CM with a flurry of offense, but the crowd is booing it all. Drunk with an irish whip and a hip toss. Drunk locks in a figure four leglock, and Invictus is screaming. The ref is asking for a submission, but Invictus shakes his head as the crowd claps him on. He is trying to flip over and reverse the pressure and……yes! Now the hold is hurting CM Drunk, and the referee asks…but CM shakes his head. He uses his arms to crawl towards the ropes and reaches for them…no! The crowd pops as Invictus pulls him back while still in the hold, and with nowhere to go in the middle of the ring, the pressure succumbs to CM and he taps out!!! The crowd goes ballistic as Invictus and Half-Boy pick up a win.

TD: Well, for a change HB can see what it’s like to be on a winning tag team.
Jay: His attitude was all wrong for months. CM Drunk is better off without him. Too bad Ino didn’t recover in time to…..
TD: ..to break the hold himself? That’s like you Americans..such cheaters!!

*HB looks down at a fallen CM and laughs, and says something along the lines of “THAT’S what tag team partners are supposed to do” before walking off. The crowd cheers more as Emma, Half-Boy, and Invictus walk up the ramp victorious.

*We go backstage, where Erin and Zar333 are at the coffee and food table, chatting away.

Erin: Yeah, when we get home next week, I’ll kiss the Canadian soil first thing. Although, the boys do have some nice accents here.
Zar333: I’m very ready to hop on a jet plane, E. By the way, I heard about your title match next week, good luck.
Erin: What are you talking about? What title match?
Zar333: You haven’t heard? Felix was talking to Joe Cool earlier….you have a shot against God next week for the Women’s Title.
Erin: Really? Why am I the last person to find things out?
Zar333: Well, if you didn’t spend all your free time backstage studying and watching reruns of “30 Rock”…it doesn’t matter anyway, I know you’ll whoop God’s ass. And I would love to accompany you to…

*As if on cue, Half-Boy, Invictus, and Emma are walking by towards their locker room. The boys are sweating from their previous match and Emma can be heard laughing as she approaches the Canadian Twosome.

Emma: Hahah….oh, that’s rich. You think you really have what it takes to beat God? Granted, he’s spent the past month destroying the Women’s federation, but he has a perfect record against you, Erin.
Erin: And the same goes for you, if memory serves Emma.
Zar333: Ladies, ladies….this isn’t the….
Emma: Oh, pardon me “Savior”. I didn’t know we needed an appointment to talk to your girlfriend here.
(Half-Boy and Invictus laugh)
Zar333: All I’m saying is….

*Emma rears back and slaps Zar right across the face, silencing him. Zar holds his cheek with his hand, rubs it for a moment then goes eye to eye with Emma, furious. Emma slaps him a second time across the same cheek, but this time it doesn’t phase Zar. Emma instead turns her attention back to Erin.

Emma: As for God and me, I straightened him out earlier tonight. That’s all in the past, just like you are. But somehow, Felix thinks you are deserving of another match with God. No matter, he’ll win the number one contendership tonight, beat you next week, and head to King of the Clique to collect his second title.

*They walk off, leaving Zar furious as he rubs his cheek, keeping his eyes glued on Emma. Erin holds him back from advancing, however, and the English threesome head off into Team UK’s lockerroom.

*Back ringside, “Heartache Tonight” plays and Joe Cool emerges in street clothes to a some boos, and a few cheers. The “Clique Conscience” and the current World Champion heads out and has his sights turned towards the announcing tables. He looks at both Tyler’s desk, draped with the flag of England, and Jayman’s, draped with the US flag, before choosing to park himself next to the American announcer. He puts on a headset while Jayman laughs at TD.

Jay: Let me welcome our current World Champion here to help do commentary tonight. Looks like you chose the right table to sit in champ. So what’s your whole take on this “Team UK” thing?
Joe: Thanks for letting me sit here, Jay. Honestly, I’m trying to alienate myself from it all. I have a huge target on my back, being the champion and all. So I can’t let everything that’s going on in this federation concern me. Instead, I am keeping an eye over my shoulder for Simon, and also whoever the winner of the upcoming match will be.
Jay: So if you to pick your ideal opponent between Suntan Superman and God, who would it be?
Joe: It’s hard to say, Jayman. I’ve battled SS before and he’s as big and tough as they come. He’s definitely not my first choice of guys I’d want to face one-on-one. I really haven’t battled God in the ring before, but you can’t underestimate him. He has victories over my friend Erin, and I can tell you firsthand she isn’t someone who should be overlooked. So either opponent really is going to be a challenge.
Jay: Well said, champ. Now, just make sure you steer clear of TD’s table over there.

*”Banner of Freedom” starts up and Suntan Superman heads out to the ring amidst a ton of boos. The crowd wasn’t too happy with his earlier comments in the backstage interview, and as a result SS isn’t the most well-liked person in the O2 arena. He climbs the ringstairs and heads through the ropes, bouncing up and down to get limber for his match. “I Am, I Am” starts up and the crowd cheers as God makes his way through the entranceway. The supposed leader of “Team UK” gets halfway down the ramp before stopping and smiling at SS in the ring. From the curtain emerges Mikk, Gigglypuff, Half-Boy, Emma, Crocker, Phantom, and Invictus to cheers. God begins laughing and SS just shakes his head slowly, disapproving. SS looks at the referee in the ring, but the official only shrugs his shoulders. From his announcers table, Tyler Durden begins clapping. God climbs in the ring and the rest of “Team UK” surround the ring from the outside. The bell rings and we’re off. God tries for a suplex, but SS reverses it into one of his own. God gets up in time to get speared down by SS. He goes for a pin, only 2 count! Team UK smacking the mat, trying to get their comrade up. God is up, SS goes for a second spear but God moves in time, and Suntan’s shoulder connects with the ringpost. The crowd pops and God takes over on offense. Eventually, God is walking towards SS and collapses, holding his foot and crying out in pain. The referee runs over to God and asks what’s wrong. SS shakes his head and turns to see Crocker leap on the apron. This is happening behind the referee’s back, and God is continuing to cry out in pain. SS runs at Crocker, going to spear him off but Crocker unsnaps his tag team title in time to swing it and connect with the Samoan’s skull. He falls back as blood pours from his forehead, and Crocker jumps down before the referee turns around. God slowly crawls over and throws an arm over SS. The referee counts 1…..2……..3! The crowd goes crazy and the referee raises the hand of God as the victor. Meanwhile, Team UK jumps on the apron and begins clapping.

TD: And Team UK is headed towards the main event at King of the Clique! God will be representing the faction as he has earned the right to face Joe Cool in the main event of our next pay-per-view in just under 3 weeks. How do you feel about that, Joe?
Joe: Honestly, like I told Jay, it doesn’t matter either way who I face. I’ll make sure to always keep an eye over my shoulder for any of God’s accomplices. He won’t get away with that “playing possum” stuff in 3 weeks, though.
Jay: Unbelievable. Team UK steals one yet again thanks to Crocker. It looks like some trainers are trying to wake SS up. My opinion is the belt shot knocked him unconscious. Way to go Crock, I bet you feel real good about that. But this naïve crowd doesn’t seem to mind.
Joe: Calm down Jay. I know you’re upset, I’m not too happy with the outcome either. I was looking forward to a good, fair fight tonight but the referee’s decision is final. It looks like God and I will be heading to King of the Clique.

*The celebration that is beginning to form in the middle of the ring, complete with God being hoisted up, takes a turn when “Sweet Home West Virginia” plays over the loudspeakers. Team UK stop their celebration and turn their attention to the entryway. After a few moments, the crowd boos as they see Dakstang slide into the ring from the opposite side through the crowd. Invictus turns around and gets a Redneck stunner! Emma and Gigglypuff get double clotheslined over the ropes! HalfBoy gets a Stunner! Mikk turns around in time to see what’s happening and jumps on Dakstang, beating him down. Crocker and Phantom join the fray and it’s another 4-on-1 beating. All the while the trainers are sliding Suntan Superman out of the ring and onto a stretcher. SS squirms a bit while on the stretcher, and God looks on from the corner alone, watching 4 members of Team UK beating down Dak yet again.

Jay: This has gone on long enough! I can’t take this crap anymore!
*Jay removes his headset and stands up, and Joe Cool does as well. He places a hand on Jay and sits him back down, then removes his own headset. Joe sets down his World Title belt and slides in the ring, while the crowd boos. Joe throws Phantom off of Dak and punches Mikk right in the face, knocking him over. Crocker and Joe Cool are now trading blows, and eventually the World Champion is thrown into the corner. Out of nowhere, Suntan Superman is up and flies across the ring, taking out Crocker with a hard lariat from behind. Seeing this chaos, God slides out of the ring, and pulls a fallen Crocker, Phantom, and Mikk out with him. Team UK assembles at the foot of the ramp and is talking trash to Joe Cool, a bleeding Suntan Superman, and a half-dazed Dakstang as the show fades to black.

The following people rock:
Guardian Devil
Duke
God
PeaceSells
A-Bomb
Simon

Suntan Superman

WC's Resident Samoan

I feel like Edge 3 years ago(?) Always getting screwed.

by the way you can contact my agent here

Rosenhaus Sports Management Official Website

Balla

Video Games Moderator

FUUUUUUUUUCK DUKE

Dakstang

WC's Resident Redneck

Good stuff.

Dakstang finally found some allies?

PeaceSells

WWE & PPV Moderator

Why Duke, why!?

Mikk

WC's Sexy Beast

Excellent work jayman!

Duke