Aggression 12

Aggression 12
Aggression Arena
Durham, North Carolina

July 23, 2010

“Attitude” by The Misfits hits up in the speakers. Chad Kurtis swings a chair, the motion slams an “R” up onto the screen.

“”Attitude, you got some fucking attitude”"

The scene changes to Marcus Marion who thrusts his right foot out to kick an “E” up onto the screen.

“I can’t believe what you say to me”

JT Whiplash throws a huge right handed haymaker, a “B” is slammed up beside the “E”.

“You got some attitude”

Here comes Chris Casino who smirks and from the flash of his extremely white teeth an “E” goes beside the “B”.

“Inside your feeble brain there’s probably a whore”

Young Money flash past in Jer$ey’s sweet ride and as the bass hits in his car a “L” hits up beside the “E” to spell out “Rebel”

“If you don’t shut your mouth you’re gonna feel the floor”

Duncan removes his sunglasses to flick his closed fist causing a “P” to slam and start a new word.

” Attitude, the one you got, oh baby”

Vincent Black molds a strand of barbed wire to make an “R” beside the “P”.

“Attitude, the one you got, oh baby”

Johnny Maverick comes by, giving an annoyed look as a “O” finishes “Pro”

“Attitude, attitude”

Cuzin’ Zeke takes the two words, pressing them closer together.

“Inside your feeble brain there’s probably a whore”

CUZIN’ ZEKE: Rebel Pro Wrestling.

“If you don’t shut your mouth you’re gonna feel the floor”

The scene changes to where Krusty Kid Paul is slamming back shots in a bar, he looks up, smiling and pumping his fist. the scars evident on his knuckles.

“Attitude, you got some fucking attitude”

KRUSTY KID PAUL: No Disqualifications.

“Attitude I can’t believe what you say to me”

Freak and Shut Down stand there bloody after a hellacious match.

“You got some attitude”

THE FREAK: No count-outs.

“Attitude, you got some fucking attitude”

Jacob Venar is wrestling Lacey Gloria.

“Attitude I can’t believe what you say to me”

Matthew and his younger brother Jonothan walk through the doors at the Aggression Arena, a ton of fans surround them quickly

“You got some attitude”

MATTHEW KURTIS: No bullshit.

As the song spirals down, we cut to Jenny Jersey standing center ring, no one around in the seats.

JENNY JERSEY: “Welcome to Rebel Pro Wrestling.”

ROB MARTINEZ: Ladies and Gentlemen, we are live here in the Aggression Arena where this crowd just witnessed an amazing match between Damien Alexander and Christopher Samsonite.

COREY TAYLOR: Damien totally dominated the match and was able to win in dominating fashion.

ROB MARTINEZ: Fans, check out the download for how the match really was. Damien was victorious, but the match was not as one sided as my esteemed colleague would lead you to believe. Anyways, we’ve got an hour’s worth of action jam packed here so lets get right down to business.

COREY TAYLOR: That mysteriously dressed man showed up again in his hoody. I wonder if it is a leftover hoody ninja from PWA?

ROB MARTINEZ: I’ve got my suspicions, but we’ll just have to wait and see.

COREY TAYLOR: So, that’s why I quit ballet dancing.

ROB MARTINEZ: Are you serious? You got an erection in a ballet class?

COREY TAYLOR: Silly Martinez, of course not, I simply had my shirt stuffed down my pants for a quick wardrobe change in mid-performance.

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, whatever you say. Oh, here comes the Commissioner, Larry Gordon, looking very much like he has a few words to say.

Larry Gordon is in the ring, mic pressed against his lips.

LARRY GORDON: Good evening ladies and gentlemen. How are you this evening?

WOO! 1000+ fans are screaming their approval for the commissioner!

LARRY GORDON: Good. Now, as you all know, last week the newcomer Akuma the Malignant squared off against the World Champion, Justin Case.

BOO! They HATE Justin Case!

LARRY GORDON: Now, now, like it or not, he is the champion. Anyway, last week after Akuma defeated the champ, Jester the Ringleader, Akuma’s manager, had Akuma take Justin Case’s title and leave with it.

WOO! The fans loved that!

LARRY GORDON: Please calm down. As much as you fans may or may not have liked that, I could not be more furious about it.

The fans hush, you could cut the tension with a knife.

LARRY GORDON: Now, I made an announcement on the REBEL Pro website that Jester the Ringleader had until eight o’clock tonight to return the belt, and failure to comply would result in disciplinary measures. The time is now…

Gordon checks his watch.

LARRY GORDON: Seven fifty-eight.

Gordon turns and looks at the curtain.

LARRY GORDON: I would like the REBEL Pro World Champion, Justin Case, to please join me in the ring.

Tupac hits the speakers and the crowd BOOOOOOS! the World Champion. Justin Case walks out from the back, dressed in a very expensive suit with his hair done beneath the bandage around his head, and sunglasses on, dressed to impress, not to compete. The only thing missing is his world title belt. His manager, Hugh Aredone, follows closely wearing his gold robe and limping on his cane.

COREY TAYLOR: Yes! best results of cialis Here comes the champ, Martinez, the REAL champ.

ROB MARTINEZ: There has been some debate about that, and we probably still haven’t seen the end of it. Boy, Case doesn’t look happy. I wonder if he still has any thumbtacks stuck anywhere?

The Millennium Game wipes his feet on the apron and climbs into the ring, holding the ropes open for his manager. Tupac dies. The music, not the actual person, that ship has sailed. Anyway, Case stands next to Gordon, looking up at the entrance way as Gordon checks his watch again.

LARRY GORDON: Well, Ringleader, you have about one minute to show yourself. If this man, the champion, doesn’t have his belt within sixty seconds there is going to be a problem.

There is no music. No one appears at the entrance. The fans buzz, hoping to see some extra action tonight. Gordon continually checks his watch as Justin Case begins to seethe. Ten seconds go by. Soon ten turns into thirty. Thirty becomes forty five.

LARRY GORDON: Ringleader, I’m warning you. You have ten seconds. Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. O–

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!”

“As Daylight Dies” by Killswitch engage ravages the PA system of the REBEL arena and the fans come unglued! From the curtain walks Jester the Ringleader, dressed as per usual; top hat, cape, vest, pants, white gloves, and that sickening half-smile mask. His red eye glints in the stage lights as he raises a microphone to his lips and the music dies, the REBEL World title in his other hand, his cane under the arm of the hand with the belt.

JESTER THE RINGLEADER: Ahh! Hello, there… Commissioner. AHAHAH! Fine evening… ISN’T IT?!

Jester laughs again, the fans really getting into his crazed attitude.

JESTER THE RINGLEADER: How’s the wife? Good? Heh-heh… And… the CHILDREN? AHAHAHAHAHAA!

COREY TAYLOR: GOD, that guy’s creepy.

ROB MARTINEZ: There’s the puppeteer… but where’s the puppet?

Jester can hardly control his own crazed maniacal laughter, keeling over and almost dropping the belt and microphone in each of his hands. The fans are beginning to feel uneasy, but Gordon is unfazed.

LARRY GORDON: You know why we’re here, Jester. That belt doesn’t belong to you OR Akuma, and it’s time you returned it. You haven’t earned it.

JESTER THE RINGLEADER: Oh, you see… COMMISSIONER… That’s where you’re WRONG! AHAHAHAH! You see THAT MAN there… JUSTIN CASE… Ahah, ah-HAH-hah, HAHAHAHAHA! He LOST to our monster Akuma LAST WEEK. We’re sure you saw it, as did the ENTIRE WORLD! AHAHAHAHAHAAA!

LARRY GORDON: Yes, I saw it, but what you don’t seem to understand is that the belt in your hands right now was NOT on the line. You didn’t win the World Championship, you just beat the champion.

JESTER THE RINGLEADER: NOPE! Wrong again! AHAHAHAHAHA! You see… COMMISSIONER… At the SUPER AGGRESSION, Justin Case LIED to us. He’s a LIAR, Commissioner! A-HAH! Justin SAID that he was going to beat Akuma. He LIED. Justin SAID that he was going to leave Akuma

bloodied and beaten, unable even to stand. He LIED. Justin SAID that he was going to be the most dominant World Champion that this company has ever seen! HE. LIED. AHAHAHAHAAA! Tell, me… Commissioner… FANS… Do YOU want a LIAR to represent REBEL Pro? Do YOU want this company lead by a FOOL? Justin Case… you CLAIM to be the KING of REBEL Pro… but you couldn’t even beat the COURT JESTER and his PET. BAHAHAHAHAHAA! YOU. DON’T. DESERVE. THIS. BELT. HAHAHAHAHAHAAA!

LARRY GORDON: Jester, I’ve had enough of this. You’re out of time. Either you return that belt to the hands of its rightful champion, or you and your client suffer the consequences.

Jester pauses, chuckling vigorously to himself. He clears his throat, stands up straight, and addresses the Commissioner and the Champion as the Ringleader.

JESTER THE RINGLEADER: But that’s what I’ve been trying to TELL you, Commissioner. The belt is already in “the hands of its rightful champion”. Akuma the Malignant is REBEL Pro’s rightful world champion.

Gordon is getting annoyed now.

LARRY GORDON: NO, Ringleader. The RIGHTFUL World Champion is IN THE RING right now!

Jester the Ringleader smiles sickly.

JESTER THE RINGLEADER: Indeed, he is…

A roar. The crowd pops huge. Justin Case and Larry Gordon whip around to see AKUMA THE MALIGNANT standing in the ring, not three feet away!

COREY TAYLOR: OH MY GOD! HE’S HERE!

ROB MARTINEZ: Get out of there, Commissioner, Akuma looks angry!

Gordon quickly escapes, but Akuma makes a beeline for Justin Case! The two men are trading lefts and rights, Justin Case fighting hard against the monster! On the outside, Gordon watches the carnage unfold with spite in his eyes. Up on the entrance ramp, the Ringleader is laughing, not maniacally but calmly, as if genuinely amused. Jester has not surfaced. Justin Case fights back for all he’s worth, but it’s just not enough. Akuma grabs Justin Case and military presses him up and OUT of the ring!

ROB MARTINEZ: Look at that power! Justin Case is not a small man, ladies and gentlemen, and he was just TOSSED out like a RAG DOLL!

COREY TAYLOR: I’m telling you, you have to test that man for performance enhancers! Horse tranquilizers! ANYTHING, God damn it.

Akuma stands in the ring, seething as the crowd CHEERS! On the outside, Justin Case is glaring up at Akuma, now on his feet. The Ringleader laughs into the microphone.

JESTER THE RINGLEADER: Commissioner Gordon, if your so-called “champion” wants this belt back he will have to earn it. However, that won’t be as simple as winning a rematch with Akuma the Malignant, he will viagra price to drop have to fight for it. I am holding a tournament that I am calling the Tournament of Terrors. Every competitor in REBEL will compete in this tournament, except for REBEL’s World Tag and Aggression champions, obviously, and the two winners will meet in the finals for the World Title. Don’t worry, Akuma the Malignant will be competing as well, earning it just like everyone else will. What say you, Commissioner Gordon? Oh, and allow me to inform you that your ratings will skyrocket, should this tournament take place, and allow me to remind you that I was once in control of the most popular, most successful circus in the world. I’m not a fool.

The commissioner sighs. The crowd eggs him on, begging him to go with it.

ROB MARTINEZ: The fans want it, Gordon, just listen to them!

COREY TAYLOR: There’s no way he’ll go for this. Justin Case is the rightful champion!

ROB MARTINEZ: Maybe, but Jester the Ringleader will NOT surrender that belt unless he’s SURE Justin Case deserves it.

COREY TAYLOR: The man beat Chris Casino AND Marcus Marion, what else does Jester WANT?

ROB MARTINEZ: I don’t know, but the man needs convincing.

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Gordon looks around at the fans, considers what they want, and makes a decision.

LARRY GORDON: No.

The crowd boos as Jester’s expression dims.

LARRY GORDON: I am the Commissioner, and I will not be walked on like this. You will have your tournament, Jester, but the final match will NOT be for the World title. The prize of your tournament will be a match of the winner’s choosing. Justin Case remains the World Champion. Now, you WILL return that belt to its rightful owner.

Jester shakes his head with a grin.

JESTER THE RINGLEADER: I’m afraid not, Commissioner. As far as I am concerned, this belt is already in the hands of its rightful owner.

LARRY GORDON: Then you’ve left me no choice. As of this moment, you, Jester the Ringleader, and your charge, Akuma the Malignant, are hereby suspended until such time as you return that belt to the Champion Justin Case.

Jester smiles wide.

JESTER THE RINGLEADER: So be it. But mark my words, Larry Gordon, if Justin Case wants his belt back, he will have to win the Tournament of Terrors. No before. As far as I am concerned he still doesn’t deserve it.

LARRY GORDON: We’ll see about that. I’ll have security escort you out.

JESTER THE RINGLEADER: With all due respect, Commissioner, that will not be necessary. We are leaving. Akuma, please make your exit.

Akuma leaves the ring and exits through the crowd whence he came.

JESTER THE RINGLEADER: Good day, Commissioner.

Jester turns to leave, but stops and turns around.

JESTER THE RINGLEADER: Just how long do you think you will keep Akuma away, I wonder?

Jester smiles.

JESTER THE RINGLEADER: Akuma the Malignant WILL compete in my Tournament, Commissioner. Not even YOU can stop that.

Gordon smiles, a very knowing smile.

LARRY GORDON: Because see Jester, you can hold your tournament, you can even have Akuma enter in, but only I can sanction it for Rebel Pro. Jester, no belt, no tournament, no tournament no chance for Akuma to be the rightful and legitimate Rebel Pro World Champion.

Gordon with another smile.

LARRY GORDON: As far as keeping Akuma off of Rebel Pro television, I can and will do it until that belt is either returned to me or Justin Case. Jester, you may have ran the circus, but I run this show.

Jester the Ringleader turns and leaves. Larry Gordon shakes his head as he makes his exit to the back as well, while Justin Case just stands there, seething his ass off, his belt kept from him two weeks in a row.

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, folks, there you have it! A TOURNAMENT of TERRORS will take place in which the winner will earn a match of their choosing! In the meantime, Jester the Ringleader still refuses to return the World title belt to Justin Case until Case has WON the said tournament.

COREY TAYLOR: Why not? Gordon made it perfectly clear that Jester was to return the belt to the champ.

ROB MARTINEZ: Jester still does not believe that Justin Case deserves to be champion, and until Justin Case proves otherwise by winning the tournament, Jester would rather be suspended than give up the belt he stole.

COREY TAYLOR: But Akuma gets to compete in the tournament?

ROB MARTINEZ: Well, he did beat the World Champion. We’re probably lucky Jester didn’t just commandeer the world title for Akuma.

COREY TAYLOR: I think it sucks.

ROB MARTINEZ: Call it what you want, but the Commissioner’s decision stands. The Tournament of Terrors will commence.

COREY TAYLOR: Now we head to commercial break so that Larry Gordon can go and clean his pants after Akuma terrorfied him.

ROB MARTINEZ: Fans, you’ve returned just in time to catch the very beginning of this contest. If you don’t want to miss any Rebel Pro action, be sure to join us here next week for Aggression 13.

DING DING

ROB MARTINEZ: This match promises to be i nteresting.

COREY TAYLOR: Moke is going to kill that Senior Citizen!

Both men are in the ring, Moke looking down on the smaller wrestler, but Gary is not backing down, he looks confused but is definitely not backing down at all. Moke throws a right hand, but Gary falls down at the same moment and Moke’s fist whistles past nothing.

ROB MARTINEZ: What a dodge there@!

COREY TAYLOR: His old ass fell down Rob, he f*bleep*king fell down.

Gary is rolling around, his hip may be hurt here, but Moke doesn’t care as he helps the elderly wrestler up to his feet. Gary belches loudly, the smell causing Moke to release Gary and stumble back from the stench.

COREY TAYLOR: Geeze!

ROB MARTINEZ: The food at the Nursing Home must give Gary gas.

Gary with a side headlock, but Moke shoves him into the ropes, Moke lowers his head. Gary manages to leap over Moke, surprising the much larger man. Moke turns around, boot to the gut.

ROB MARTINEZ: Sixty Year Old Stunner!

COREY TAYLOR: I think I saw his wrinkled… I think I’m gonna be sick…

One…

Two…

Three!

DING DING DING

JENNY JERSEY: Winner of the match… Grandpa Gary!

COREY TAYLOR: Gary able to win, but… well… his breath really stinks.

ROB MARTINEZ: Ladies and gentlemen, after we come back from commercial, we will witness Jonothan Kurtis taking on the returning Marina Blue in a match that promises to be intense and packed with action.

COREY TAYLOR: What type of action?

We come back from a brief commercial break and this match is already underway as both competitors circle the ring, tentatively reaching in for a collar and elbow tie-up before backing away. A small chant
in favor of J-Kurt starts up; one for Marina to begin as well. Ah, here we go. Collar and elbow tie-up to start this one off and it’s, Marina who gains the upper hand with a quick arm wringer – countered with a single leg takedown by Kurtis! And the Kentucky native
drops down to lock in a headlock for good measure. Marina tries to break the hold with a head scissors – and succeeds as both competitors jump back to their feet
to square off. And get cheered by the crowd.

ROB MARTINEZ: I told you – didn’t I tell you, Corey?

COREY TAYLOR: Shut up, Rob.

Kurtis is angling for another collar and elbow tie up, to which Marina accepts and both wrestlers lock up once more. This time it’s J-Kurt who gets the advantage,
going for another headlock. He’s got it locked in, but Blue manages to push him away and against the ropes. Shoulder block by Marina, and Kurtis
goes to ground. Marina rebounds off the ropes herself – who is leapfrogged by her opponent. Marina stops running, instead turning round into a stiff right
hand. But Kurtis doesn’t follow up, instead opting to go against the ropes himself – and he finds himself being leapfrogged by Marina, rebounds back and
Kurtis is hit by a dropkick!
It doesn’t take long for either to get back to their feet, but Marina gains the advantage as she sends her opponent towards the corner with an Irish whip
– only to have it reversed. The slightly smaller woman tries to float over the top, and would have if Kurtis wasn’t charging in – SUPERKICK! Landing it straight on the
jaw of his turning opponent, and Marina drops to the mat. J-Kurthooks a leg as he looks for the early cover.
One…

Two…

He’s not going
to complain too much though. Instead he’s going to lift his opponent back to her feet and place her in the corner, the perfect place for some knife edge
chops!

ROB MARTINEZ: Woo!

COREY TAYLOR: Do you have to? I mean really have to?

Kurtis is unloading with a series of chops, bringing up some fresh marks on the chest of Marina; until Marina shoves him back slightly.
Kurtis backs off a moment, only to go right back – and he’s thrown into the corner. And it’s Marina who’s unloading with a punching combo that would make
Floyd Mayweather proud! He finishes with a forearm uppercut and Kurtis feels the full impact of it as it sends him tumbling over the top rope.

ROB MARTINEZ: Marina needs to pay attention, because J-Kurt is still on the apron.

Indeed he is, Chet, but Marina has him scouted – DROPKICK! And Kurtis goes all the way down to ringside this time, barely having time to get back to his
feet – TOP PLANCHA! Marina over the top rope with a plancha, and she just took ‘The Heartthrob’ out!

“HOLY $***”

The crowd gasp as the Adult Film Star just flew through the air! And the only person who’s not in shock is Marina Blue.

ROB MARTINEZ: Good God what a move and match!

COREY TAYLOR: Yeah… whatever.

They’re stirring on the outside. Both are back to their vertical bases as Marina guides her opponent via a grip around the back of the head towards
the guard rail, whereupon J-Kurt eats metal.
Marina, is met by a boot to the gut. And J-Kurtleaps up onto the guard rail – MOONSAULT! The
crowd are on their feet again as Kurtis lifts his opponent back up before rolling her into the ring. He follows her in, but Marina is back on her feet, if only for a moment as she’s taken down by a quick snap suplex. J-Kurt has, however, kept hold as he brings Marina back up for a second snap suplex.
And repeated for a third one. J-Kurtpops back up to his feet as he bounces off the ropes once again; coming back with a dropkick, right to the lower back
of his opponent. And now he’s going for the cover.

One…

Two…

ThrNOOOO!

ROB MARTINEZ: Just a two-count there, Corey.

COREY TAYLOR: I can see that. And if J-Kurt thinks he can put anyone away that quickly, he’s a bigger idiot than I thought he was.

ROB MARTINEZ: This match seems to be taking it’s toll on both competitors. It’s been very physical so far.

Marina tries to get back to her feet as J-Kurt begins to lay the boots in. Several stomps to the lower back – NO – shot to the midsection by Marina!
And another! She’s fighting back and has her opponent on the back foot. Snap Suplex by Marina as Kurtis is dropped to the mat. LIONSAULT! Out of nowhere
by Marina and Jimmy Johnson goes to count the cover!

One…

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Two…

ThreNOOOOO!

Kurtis kicks out, but it only takes a moment before he’s being dragged back to his feet as Marina, lifts ‘The Heartthrob’ up across her shoulders
for an Argentine backbreaker rack. J-Kurt ttries desperately to reach the ropes – but he can’t! So he’s forced to find the hard way out. Jimmy Johnson is
in position, asking J-Kurtif he quits, but…

ROB MARTINEZ: J-Kurt is too much like Chad or any Kurtis for that matter to quit so easily.

Rob surely knows his Rebel Pro wrestlers. Marina is ambling around the ring with her opponent on his shoulders, keeping this hold locked in – J-Kurt uses the ropes to somehow loosen Marina’s hold and it allows him to break the submission. Marina wandered too close
to the rope and she’s being forced to break the hold, which she does. But she’s angry at herself for that one. J-Kurt is struggling to get back up, using
the ropes to do so as he finds himself on the receiving end of some boots to the gut. An Irish whip by Marina sends Kurtis across the ring as he comes
back right into a big boot to the chest. He staggers back, dropping down to one knee as Marina goes against the ropes, and she connects with a running knee to the side of the head! Cover.
One…

Two…

ThreNOOOO!

Kurtis gets the shoulder up!

Marina, once again, drags her opponent back to his feet before applying an arm wringer. And she’s climbing to the top rope, Ian throws a chair up and Marina catches it. Blue is looking for her Dirt Pipe Milkshake!

Jonothan gets up, his back to Marina, but he stumbles around.

ROB MARTINEZ: Dirt Pipe Milkshake connects!

Marina makes the cover.

One…

Two…

Three.

DING DING DING

JENNY JERSEY: Winner of the match, Marina Blue!

ROB MARTINEZ: Marina comes out the winner, but both stars should be happy with this match.

COREY TAYLOR: At the end of the day though…

“Ladies and Gentlemen” hits up in the speakers and this crowd is ready for Dr. Tittylover, and that other guy… Chris Casino.

JENNY JERSEY: At a total combined weight of four hundred and eighty-one pounds… Chris Casino, Dr. Tittylover… CASH AND ASS!

Dr. Tittylover wiggles his hips and points down to himself, between his legs, as though he is indicating to the ladies where the majority of their combined weight comes from.

ROB MARTINEZ: We will take a brief commercial break and be back for the entirity of the main event. Don’t change that channel!

JENNY JERSEY: Introducing their opponents…

~Commercial~
~Commercial~

DING DING

All four men are here in the ring, and for a change of scenery Larry Gordon has accepted Dr. Tittylover’s request to make this a standard Tag Team match.

ROB MARTINEZ: The good Doctor has asked that this be a match that you have to tag into, in hopes of increasing his and Casino’s unity.

COREY TAYLOR: Unlikely.

DT locks up with Venar, whipping him into the ropes, DT with a backbody showing that no rust has built up on this man. DT turns around quickly, clothesline takes Venar down, but Venar spins taking down DT with a sweep of the legs. DT bounces right back up, but Venar is there already, forearm to the face has DT in the corner. Whip from Venar sends DT into the corner where Maverick reaches for the tag. Venar tags his partner in, Johnny up on the top, he stands on the shoulders of DT, locking him in and flipping him into the center of the ring with a hurricanrana.

ROB MARTINEZ: Jacob and Johnny working extremely well together here.

COREY how long has viagra been on the market TAYLOR: But how will DT and Casino work together is the real question.

Maverick up, MMA elbow into Dr. Tittylover’s face has him in the ropes. Maverick with a waistlock, he tosses DT over his shoulder and to the canvas. Casino makes no move to tag in his partner, or to even help his partner. Maverick pulls DT up, and gives a parting word over to Casino, who merely smirks at him and encourages him to continue the beating of Tittylover. Maverick looks confused, it allows DT to deliver a major punch to Johnny’s kidneys taking him aback. DT with a boot to the gut and a pimptastic DDT onto the canvas. DT looks over at Casino’s Cracker Ass, and asks for a tag, but Casino looks behind him, a fan must have asked Casino something.

ROB MARTINEZ: Casino isn’t going to tag?

COREY TAYLOR: It appears… not.

DT doesn’t waste time though as he whips Maverick into the ropes, rolling thunder clothesline takes Maverick down. DT off the ropes, leg drop before pulling Maverick back up. Another Irish whip sends Maverick into the ropes, DT up quickly.

PIMP IN THE AIR!

ROB MARTINEZ: What a top rope clothesline from Dr. Tittylover!

COREY TAYLOR: Impressive, but he can’t win t his match alone.

Jacob is in the ring, behind the Good Doctor, he levels a boot right to the lower part of Tittylover’s back. DT stumbles forward, Maverick trips him up sending him crashing down face first. Casino turns back around, noticing DT on the canvas, he just shrugs and scratches his chin. Venar pulls Maverick over to the ropes and asks for the tag in. Maverick tags Venar in, he pounds a fist into DT’s face before tagging Maverick back in for a few damn good chops. Maverick with a chop, Venar with a chop, they take turns chopping the hell out of Dr. Tittylover’s chest. The Good Doctor tries to fight back, but is only able to knee Jacob in the thigh. Maverick with a pimp slap on DT that catches his attention. Maverick mounts hiim in the corner, right after right hand comes down in a rain of pain. Maverick with a monkey flip sends DT out of the corner to the center of the ring.

ROB MARTINEZ: If Cash And Ass are going to win this match, Casino will have to tag in.

COREY TAYLOR: But will Casino work with Tittylover? Remember he didn’t want this in the beginning.

DT looks up, but he knows how stubborn Casino can be. Maverick pulls DT up, fist to the face following it up with a face rake for no particular reason other than he can. Maverick with a series of knees backs DT into the neutral corner. Maverick with a series of kicks to the lower legs, thighs, ribs, and he ends the deadly combo with a spinning roundhouse kick to DT’s temple that connects solidly with DT’s head.

COREY TAYLOR: Good GAUD what a kick!

ROB MARTINEZ: I think Dr. Tittylover may be out on his feet.

Maverick in the ropes, he leaps up for a bulldog, but DT spins around and DESPERATION RAISE THE PIMP HAND!

ROB MARTINEZ: Not much on it, but highly effective.

Here comes Jacob Venar into the ring as Casino just watches on, as though he always plays by the rules. Venar is nearly upon DT as the Good Doctor is up with lightning quickness. DT grabs the outstretched arm of Venar, around the wrist, and with a quick flex of his hips, Venar is airborn and over the top rope to land on the outside. Casino makes a move as he hops down to stare down at Venar. DT lifts Maverick up.

ROB MARTINEZ: Mothership Connection!

DT makes the cover.

One…

Two…

Three.

DING DING DING

JENNY JERSEY: Winners of the match, the team of Chris Casino and Dr. Tittylover… Cash And Ass!

Casino walks up the entrance way, leaving DT there in the ring, with his hand raised.

***CREDITS***

Opening Segment – Bean/Jacob
All Matches – Bean