Rampage 10-22-2010

A man sits in a dark area, the sound echoing horribly as he clicks away on a keyboard, the screen in front of him showing lines of code that make no sense to anyone else, but do to him. He hits “Enter” on the laptop’s keyboard and the screen’s light shows a smile of triumph on his face. Picking up a cell phone, he hits a button.

MAN:(whispering) First one is a go.”

Sliding a mouse over to a file, he presses the left mouse button.

The guitar intro from the Lemonheads’ cover of Mrs. Robinson starts to play as the screen fades in a shot of the Pantheon.

And here’s to you, Mr. Robinson
Everybody knows that you’re the bzzzzzt

There’s static on the screen and when it clears up the Rebel Pro logo is seen, much to the fans delight, the logo fades after several seconds. Revealed as the logo vanishes are the recently fired Chet Whettleson and Jenny Jersey, they are wearing about the

same thing jeans and Rebel Pro t-shirts (or baby-doll tee in Jenny’s case). They look into the camera

CHET: You know Jenny, I really wish we could see Rob Robinson’s face right now.

JENNY: Me too, Chet. I mean after all he fired us last week but here we are on “Robinson Pro”…yeeeeeeckkkkkk…television again.

CHET: But I guess Robinson is wondering why we’re back taking up his precious time. It’s simple really we and some other friends you’ll hear from later are here to educate Mr. Robinson and his cronies on a few words they might not know.

JENNY: That’s right Chet and here’s the first word they need to know. That word is passion and I’ll Chet read from Webster’s Dictionary the meanings of the word passion or at least the ones that Robinson Pro needs to know.

CHET: Thanks Jenny. Are you listening Robinson? I hope so. Here goes and I quote “passion-noun 1. any powerful or compelling emotion or feeling, such as
love or hate. 2. a strong or extravagant fondness, enthusiasm, or
desire for anything: a passion for wrestling.” Rebel Pro had passion! Does Robinson Pro?

JENNY: I doubt they do Chet. Ready with the second word of the night Chet?

CHET: Yes I am, Jenny and that word is Dedication. Once again I quote Mr. Webster, “dedication – noun. The state of being dedicated: Our dedication to Rebel Pro is so great that we have time for little else. “ Is Robinson Pro that dedicated, Jenny?

JENNY: You’re kidding right? Of course they’re not Chet. Well that ends our part of Robinson’s education for now so bye-bye for now Robbie.

The Rebel Pro Logo fills the screen until… bzzzzzt
fades away and we’re in the arena, the camera sweeps around to show off the new set and settles on the announce table.

JON MCDANIEL: That is not going to make

Rob a happy camper.

COREY TAYLOR: What an idiot, he will be prosecuted! He should be prosecuted! He will be prosecuted!

“Smooth” hits up into the speakers as from the back, to the booing of the sold out twenty person show is… Chris Casino.

ERIC EMERSON: From Las Vegas, Nevada; he stands at five feet eleven inches while weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds…. CHRIS CASINO!

Casino steps down the ramp and immediately into the ring as there isn’t any room between the bottom of the ramp and ring.

JON MCDANIEL: Nevertheless, we have a match to call here.

“My Michelle” hits up into the speakers as from the back, rushing down to the ring comes Marcus Marion, escorted by Nicole Rhodes.

ERIC EMERSON: From Atlanta, Georgia; he stands at six feet one inch while weighing two hundred and thirty-three pounds… MARCUS MARION!

Marion steps into the ring, glaring at Chris Casino, there is definitely no love lost with these two men. Referee Alec Wilcox is checking both men for weapons while explaining the rules.

MARION ATTACKS!

Marion with a vicious right palm strike rocks Casino back before locking in a side headlock. Casino shoves him into the ropes, but Marion holds on to the hold, slamming an elbow into the back of Casino’s neck.

JON MCDANIEL: What a shot there!

COREY TAYLOR: Marion starting the match early, perhaps he may be superstar enough to wear the Robinson Pro title… one day, after Mr. Phoenix retires.

Casino lifts up with a spinning suplex, but Marion brings his weight back down, dropping to his knees to prevent another attempt at breaking the hold. Casino reaches the ropes anyways, the hold is broken immediately to prevent disqualification. Marion backs up, CAsino pulling himself up, but Marion is back on the attack.

JUMPING DDT!

Casino is out on the canvas; Marion makes for a cover attempt, but quickly backs off smiling. Marion choosing to come down with boot scrapes to Casino’s face before stomping down on his face. Casino rolls out of the way of the third stomp, shoving up and forward into Marion’s midsection sending him down to the mat. Casino back up, dropping a quick leg drop across his throat before rolling back up to his feet and pulling Marcus up with him.

JON MCDANIEL: Quick exchange from these two.

COREY TAYLOR: If Mr. Phoenix was watching this, he could possibly see two future Robinson Pro Champions.

Casino with a side headlock of his own, but Marion with a quick succession of elbows breaks the hold. Casino slams a knee into Marion’s face before launching him off the ropes. Marion bounces back into a snap powerslam onto the canvas. Casino looks at the capacity crowd of twenty people and is disgusted at what Rebel Pro has become.

JON MCDANIEL: I think Casino is disgusted that Phoenix’s stage is taking up most of the seating capacity.

COREY TAYLOR: But Mr. Phoenix has to have a grand entrance stage.

Casino pulls Marion up to his feet, Marcus delivers a shot to the midsection. Casino doubles over, Marion with a swinging neckbreaker takes him down to the mat. Marcus up, dropping back down with an elbow to Chris’ left knee before dropping a second, and ending with a devastating stomp to the same knee. Marion gives a “WOOOOOOOO” to the crowd, just to show that he is possibly better than Ric Flair before locking on a figure four leglock in the very center of the ring. Casino immediately begins to try and turn this submission move over and cause Marion major pain, but Marcus prevents this at every turn. Casino sits up, Marion does the same. Casino with a right, Marion with a right, Casino, Marion, Casino, Casino and he takes this time to flip the move over. Marion grunts in pain but somehow Casino has prevented the move from being broken and Marion is forced to reach out for the ropes that are so near, yet so far away. Marion reaches out… an inch away.

JON MCDANIEL: Marion forced to reach for the ropes now.

COREY TAYLOR: He’ll never submit.

Marion grits his teeth and digs for the rope… half an inch.

COREY TAYLOR: So close Jon.

Marion grunts and shoves himself forward…

HE’S GOT THE ROPE!

Casino breaks the hold, not wanting to lose on a DQ. Casino rolls up to his feet, but Marion is pulling himself up. Casino rushes over, knee into the ribs, but Marion fights back with a solid right backing Casino up. Casino fires another right, Marion with a swinging deep arm drag has Casino near center ring. Casino reaches a foot out, he’s in the bottom rope before any more damage can be done. Marion up, wincing as he places his foot down, but Casino is in the same boat. Marion charges in, Casino drops down, sending Marion face first into the top turnbuckle.

JON MCDANIEL: What a counter by Casino!

COREY TAYLOR: He is a grand wrestler in his own right.

Marion bounces back off the turnbuckle, German Suplex sends Marion crashing down on his head. Casino up, with an arm grapevine. Marion reaches up, pulling the hair of Casino and drawing a warning from Alec Wilcox, but his goal was reached as Casino drops the hold. Marion up to his feet, knife edge chop to Casino. But Casino fires back with one of his own. Chop from Marion, chop from Casino, Marion, Casino, Marion, Casino.

COREY TAYLOR: Their chests are getting redder than a T-Bone Steak!

JON MCDANIEL: But neither man willing to stop!

Nicole distracts Alec with a glimpse of her leg, allowing Marion to rake his fingers down Casino’s face. However, Casino, a master of deception, closed his eye lids and delivers a face rake of his own! Marion stumbles back, Nicole is confused, but Casino delivers Marion to the canvas with a short arm clothesline. Chris leans over yelling at Marion before stomping down on his knee. Marion with a throat thrust backs Casino into the ropes where he clutches at his throat. Marion rolls up, sending Casino over the top rope to the outside. Marion doesn’t wait as he launches himself over the top with a dive splatting Casino like a bug.

COREY TAYLOR: A very versatile athlete is Marcus Marion.

JON MCDANIEL: Very talented as well.

Marion, with a smirk, rolls Casino back into the ring before following in himself. Marion back up to his feet, locks Chris’ left leg around his own leg and falls back onto the ropes using the bouncing to cause jarring pain into Casino’s injured left knee. Casino rolls into the hold, bringing down Marion right as he bounces forward.

SMALL PACKAGE!

ONE!

TWO!

Thre

NO! Marion rolls over himself into a pin on Casino!

ONE!

TWO!

THR

NO!

The pin is broken with both men shoving themselves up. Double clothesline sends them both down, but Marion is a bit quicker in getting back up to his feet. Marion rushes over, Casino with a snap bridging suplex, but Marion’s free foot is in the ropes and no pin can take place. Casino rolls over to his feet, where Marion promptly slaps the taste right out of his mouth. Casino’s head slings to the right a trail of spit following it. Casino stumbles to the right, Marion with a kick into his left knee for good masure before bringing Casino back around. Marion with a second, although just as vicious, slap sends Casino spinning around. Chris with a clothesline attempt!

COREY TAYLOR: How did Marion turn that clothesline attempt into a knee breaker?!

JON MCDANIEL: I’m… not… really… sure…

Chris holds at his left knee, but Marion is on the attack with an elbow drop right onto the front of the knee. Marion up again with stomps to the kneecap, doing his best to prevent Casino from ever walking again. Casino sits up, shoving Marion into the corner, but “The Blonde” just laughs as he rushes back from the corner. Casino with a cradle suplex rolls over and is off the ropes quickly delivering a leg drop.

NO ONE THERE!

Chris holds at his left leg, that miss could not have felt good. Chris bounces up to his feet though, Marion grabs the left ankle pulling Chris’ ankle up with him.

DRAGON SCREW LEGWHIP!

Casino is down and Marion is smelling blood!

JON MCDANIEL: How can The Phoenix say Marion isn’t worthy to hold the belt?

COREY TAYLOR: Because Marcus Marion, good as he is, is no Mr. Phoenix.

Marion lifts the ankle up, stomping down on the knee once, twice, three, four times! Casino rolls into the pain, slamming a boot into Marion’s midsection shoving him into the corner again. Casino is up, as quickly as he can be, and here comes Marion!

BANKRUPT!

COUNTERED!

Marion ducks and twists around the move, countering it.

COREY TAYLOR: The Revolutionary Thrill!

Marion falls on Casino, hooking the injured leg for more pain on Casino as he makes the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING

ERIC EMERSON: Winner of the match… Marcus Marion!

Marion shoves Casino out of the ring where he lays until a Commercial for Yoo Hoo fills the screen.

Bzzzzzzzt

There’s static on the screen again and when it clears up once again we see the Rebel Pro logo is seen and again the logo fades after several seconds. Revealed this time as the logo vanishes are the recently fired Jimmy Johnson and Alan Stone, they are wearing jeans and their Rebel Pro referee shirts . They look into the camera…

JIMMY: I have to say Alan, that like our two friends from earlier. I wish we could see Rob Robinson’s face At us being on his program even taped right now.

ALAN: Yeah me too. Chet. He must hate all of us fired Rebel Pro guys showing up on the Robinson Pro Show.

JIMMY: But I guess we should just do our job here and teach Robinson the next two words he needs to know. So let’s get started with our first word which is integrity. If you have Chet’s dictionary I let you take over here Alan.

ALAN: Well according to this integrity means “adherence to moral and ethical principles; soundness of moral character; honesty.” Well I guess we all know where Robinson stands on integrity. Here take this Jimmy and you can do the second word.

JIMMY: No problem, Alan. The next word is “loyalty noun, plural -ties.
1. the state or quality of being loyal; faithfulness to commitments or obligations.
2. faithful adherence to a sovereign, government, leader, cause, etc.
3. an example or instance of faithfulness, adherence, or the like: a man with fierce loyalties.” Do you think that Robinson Pro superstars will be as loyal as Rebel Pro superstars?

ALAN: Sure unless the checks start bouncing. They’ll be as loyal as any hired guns ever are.

JIMMY: You’re probably right. Well that wraps up our part of the education of Rob Robinson.

ALAN: Yeah so see everyone later.

The Rebel Pro Logo comes back on the screen until it becomes all static again and eventually fades back into the show.

Back from the interference and with the match between Marion and Casino having come to an end, Marcus Marion, with labored breathing, leans over the top rope – calling outside for a live mic. The Bad Girl, ever the enthusiasts, hands blondie the microphone.

MARCUS MARION: So, “Robinson Pro”, THIS is the best that you can toss my way?

The camera pans to Chris Casino, seen making his exit to the back.

Suddenly Marion is interuptted by a voice over the loud speaker.

Voice: So blind, Marcus…so blind that you can’t see what is coming…can you?

Suddenly the lights cut off for a few seconds. When they cut back on, standing in the ring is all 7 feet 300 pounds of monster that they call DEACON FROST.

MARCUS MARION: Step aside…

Marion begins to walk past Frost, however, he doesn’t budge one inch – stonewalling Marion in the ring.

MARCUS MARION: Oh, for Petes sake, get OUT of the way!

Frost just stares coldly at the arrogant blonde.

Frost: You are so used to pushing your way through people. Heh, this time you are up against someone who won’t move so easily. You want me out your way champ…

Frost smiles.

Frost: Move me!!

Just then, the lights cut off. And after a few moments that feel like an eternity, the lights flicker back on. We see Frost laid out on the ground, with Marion standing over him with a steel chair.

MARCUS MARION: (Whispering in Frost’s ear) You aren’t THAT smart old man – keep your head on a swivel.

At that, Nicole giggles to herself, loving the carnage in the ring. Marion throws the mic violently to the outside, then he and Nicole make their exits.

Bzzzzzzt

Yet again there’s static on the screen and when the previous process of logos and fades is repeated for a third time revealed as the logo vanishes is Rob Martinez and he is dressed down for him, wearing khaki slacks and a Rebel Pro polo shirt. He looks into the camera…

MARTINEZ: That’s right Rebel Pro fans it’s your old friend Rob Martinez, thankfully freed from that idiot Corey Taylor. Now my part here this evening is a little different from the ones who came before me, oh make no doubt I’ve a couple of words to teach Rob Robinson and Larry Gordon but I also need to ask you fans a favor but I’ll get to that a little later. So let’s get to my first teaching moment and this one’s for Rob Robinson and his word to learn is Asshole. Now according to Webster’s Dictionary Asshole means noun Vulgar “1.Slang a. a stupid, mean, or contemptible person. b. the worst part of a place or thing.” Well I guess that pretty well sums up Rob Robinson’s character and actions. My next teaching moment is for our former owner Larry Gordon and his word is Sellout. A sellout is defined as “ noun 1. Informal . a person who betrays a cause,
organization, or the like; traitor. 2. Informal . a person who compromises his or her
personal values, integrity, talent, or the like, for money or personal advancement.” Once again Mr. Webster says it better than I could.
Now for those favors I said I was going to ask you fans to do for me and

they really are quite simple. From now on every time you see Rob Robinson, I’d like you to chant “Asshole” and when you see or hear about Larry Gordon I’d like to alternate between “Sellout” and “Why, Larry, Why?” chants. I know you great Rebel fans won’t let me down. So this is Rob Martinez signing off.

The Rebel Pro Logo comes back on the screen until it becomes all static again and eventually the show returns to normal.

Bzzzzzzt

COREY TAYLOR: Who is behind all of this?!

JON MCDANIEL: I honestly thought Rob would have done something about this before now, wonder if he is paying attention or playing XBox 360?

COREY TAYLOR: He doesn’t play that on company time!

~Backstage~

Casino walks to his lockerroom, anger written in every line of his face.

*WHAM!*

A steel chair comes from behind the camera’s lense, connecting solidly with Casino’s skull. Chris lands, unconscious, on his face and Jacob Venar steps from behind the camera. Jacob looks up to the camera before placing the chair on Casino’s body and walking away; saying not a single word.

JON MCDANIEL: What?! The?!

COREY TAYLOR: Oh it is just Jacob Venar trying to make a name for himself at a superstar’s expense.

We come back from commercial, hyping the newly released Phoenix DVD and find that Marina and The Freak are already inside the ring ready for the Robinson Pro Aggression Championship.

“The Monster’s loose and now you know the truth!“ the crowd cheers loudly as Meat Loaf is heard and fades and mixes with Kid Rock “They say I’m Cocky and I say what? It ain’t Cocky Motherfucker if you back it up!” the crowd pops even louder as “My Old Kentucky Home” by Nappy Roots continues to play and the original Bluegrass Mafia of “the Show” Chad Kurtis, “the Bluegrass BadAss” Matthew Kurtis, and Lyndsey Valentine make their way to the ring through the fans. Joining them are their friend and ‘associate’ BGM members Chad’s manager/trainer Axl, “Primetime” Will Zaluki, and Surprisingly former friend-turned-enemy-turned friend Chedpac. By the dress of the BGM and friends they’re ready for a fight, they are all in their ring gear including Lyndsey and Axl, with their ring gear they are all also wearing Rebel Pro t-shirts. They all wearing different t-shirts. As they make their way to the ring the BGM entourage exchange high-fives with the crowd and get several pats on the back. They finally make their way to ringside and then each member of the group gets into the ring in their own way. They go to the corners and get the crowd going even more. They walk to the middle of the ring and Chad asks for a microphone but the Robinson Pro Announce team refuses to give one up. Matt steps back over the ropes, walks over to the announce team and forcefully takes a microphone from the announce team, and then gets back into the ring and gives the mic to Chad.

CHAD: Hello REBEL Pro how are you? Yeah I knew you’d be doing good no matter what Rob Robinson tries to do to ruin this company. Since you’ve already heard from our other six friends that Robinson tried to get rid of last week, we won’t drag this out for too long because I have a championship to win here tonight. But that being said I’m glad to hear that you’re doing Rob Martinez one of the favors he asked you to and chanting “asshole” every time I mention Robinson. Now remember what he asked you to do when you see or hear the name Larry Gordon? That’s right he is a sellout but there was a question you were supposed to ask Gordon too, wasn’t there? That’s right we want to know why Larry-boy decided to become a sellout. Like I said I’m not going to keep my opponents waiting too long to lose to me tonight since Jenny, Chet, Stone, Johnson, and Martinez have already educated everyone on what Robinson Pro doesn’t have like passion, dedication, loyalty, and integrity. So we won’t beat a dead horse and we’ll get right to the point of why we’re out here tonight.
We are here to show Rob Robinson, that’s right the asshole, that not everyone is going to bow down to him and his “Robinson Pro” organization and definitely show him that not everyone is going to be ass-kissing yes-men and sycophants for him. I mean he struts around and tells everybody that he bought Rebel Pro simply because he could, there’s that lack of passion we were talking about, big deal. Typical cooperate type instead of building something he’d rather buy someone else’s company or organization. So I guess in a way I can understand what Larry Gordon, the sellout did. But understanding doesn’t mean I approve. Anyway were here to announce that Rebel Pro is still here and while right now our numbers may be small but they will grow. So anyone who wishes to join us is welcome to do so but right now I think Matt wants to say a few words.

Chad hands the microphone over to his brother.
MATTHEW: I’m not as good on the mic as Chad so I’ll keep this plain and simple. Rob Robinson, yeah the asshole, you think you and your buddies are going to just waltz in here and take down everything Rebel was and is and renamed after yourself without a fight? All those qualities you and cronies lack are what made Rebel great and they still exist in the loyal Rebel Pro wrestlers and the only way we’re going to let you destroy what we have built here is over our dead bodies. In other words why don’t you bring your cowardly asses down to the ring now right fucking now and let’s get this party started right!

Chad takes the mic that Matt throws down.

CHAD: Well I guess the talking is done, so as we wait for either Robinson’s Pantheon or my opponent’s to show up either for a fight or a match, the last thing I want to say to Mr. Robinson tonight is that I do have a few words for you…Well fans I do appreciate you excitement but I said a few words not two words. And those very important words Robinson are…YOU CAN KISS OUR REBEL ASSES! Matthew and the other members of the entarage slide out of the ring and stand back to watch the action.

Referee Lance Weston shows the new title belt to the handful of people in the crowd and then hands it off to a ring attendant before calling for the bell.

DING DING

JON MCDANIEL: Marina looking to retain, but her job will not be an easy one.

COREY TAYLOR: Gee, that was difficult to surmise Mr. PWA Announcer guy.

Kurtis and Blue start to circle each other and The Freak starts to bad mouth both of them. Kurtis and Blue stop, look at Freak and then both of them jump the jaw jacking Freak with a flurry of rights and lefts! Double whip into the ropes. Double high back bodydrop! Freak rolls to the outside and Blue pops Chad across the chest with a chop! Another chop gets a halfhearted ‘woooo!’ from the miniscule, yet completely sold out, crowd. Blue backs Kurtis into the corner and whips him out. It’s reversed and Blue eats a Bluegrass Breeze! Kurtis goes for a cover but is pulled to the outside from Freak! Freak slides into the ring and goes for a pin but Blue kicks out before the referee can even get into position to make a count. Freak pulls Blue off the mat, shoots her into the ropes and drives her with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Freak turns away from Blue and takes a springboard missile dropkick from Kurtis!
JON MCDANIEL: Chad Kurtis with an athletic springboard maneuver.

COREY TAYLOR: I think he is a bit overrated, but that is just my opinion.

Kurtis goes for a cover on Freak but Blue shoves him off before Weston can even make a count of one. Kurtis pulls Marina up, lays into her with a pair of forearm shots and then suplexs her onto a dazed Freak! Kurtis looks at the heap of bodies, smiles, and heads to the nearest corner.

BEST
MOONSAULT
EVER!!!

It misses!!! Both The Freak and Blue roll out of the way at the last second and Chad eats canvas! Freak rolls up Kurtis!

COREY TAYLOR: Crash and burn you filthy Kurtis SCUM!

JON MCDANIEL: A bit harsh there?

COREY TAYLOR: Damn right!

ONE!

TWO!

Kick out by Kurtis!

Blue rolls up Freak from behind!

ONE!

TWO!

Kick out by Freak!

Freak hits a back elbow to the face of Blue stunning her. A snapmare from The Freak is followed up by a lowdropkick to the back of the head that leaves Blue reeling! Freak again goes for a cover but is kicked in the head by a recovered Kurtis. Kurtis pulls Freak up and shoots him into the ropes. It’s reversed! Kurtis manages to hit a second rope springboard into a moonsault onto Freak that’s quickly followed up by a reverse DDT! Kurtis goes for a cover but is slammed in the side of the head by a baseball slide from Blue! Blue pulls Kurtis up and shoots him into the ropes. Flying leg lariat from Blue! Freak is getting to his feet and Blue rushes him and takes him to the mat with a flying head scissors! Blue rolls to the ring apron, gets to her feet and waits for the men to get to their feet. Freak is up first and Blue goes for a springboard seated senton! It’s countered into a poweromb! Freak hooks the legs of a dazed Blue and turns her over into a Texas cloverleaf! Inziguri from Kurtis breaks up the hold!

JON MCDANIEL: What an exchange!

COREY TAYLOR: Which, I will point out, would not be possible without Marina and The Freak… mainly The Freak.

A rapid flurry of forearm shots from Kurtis leaves Freak stunned. A shot into the ropes from Kurtis and The Freak is nailed with an inverted atomic drop on the rebound! A clothesline from Kurtis puts Freak down onto the mat. Kurtis goes to the outside – springboard 450 splash onto Freak! Kurtis hooks the leg!

ONE!

TWO!

Blue breaks up the pin!

JON MCDANIEL: Close call there.

COREY TAYLOR: Damn Kurtises, why must they multiply faster than a virus; it is like they are some sort of bacteria!

All three are slow to get to their feet as this fast paced match is starting to take it’s toll.

Forearm shot from Kurtis to Blue!
Chop to Freak from Blue!
Open handed palm strike from Freak to Kurtis!
Freak ducks under a chop from Blue and tags Kurtis with a right hand!
Kurtis tags Freak with a forearm!
Eye poke to Kurtis from Blue!

JON MCDANIEL: Hard shots from these competitors.

COREY TAYLOR: Chad’s shots are no where near as fierce as Freak’s!

Freak and Blue glance at each other and double whip Kurtis into the far ropes. Double hip toss sends Kurtis crashing to the mat. Right hand from Freak to Blue! Freak hooks Blue and hoists her up to the top turnbuckle. Freak climbs up to the second turnbuckle and tries for a superplex! Blue blocks it! Kurtis is up and positions himself under Freak!

Tower of Doom!

JON MCDANIEL: GEEEEEEEEEZE!

COREY TAYLOR: That move should be banned!

Kurtis nails a powerbomb onto Freak who in turn takes Blue up and over with a superplex! Chad with a cover on Blue!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE-No!!

Blue somehow gets her shoulder up! Kurtis pulls her up and snaps her head back with a forearm shot. Kurtis shoots Blue towards the far corner. Blue slams back first into the corner and is crushed a moment later with a running clothesline from Chad! Kurtis climbs up to the second turnbuckle and pounds away at the head of Blue with right hands! The handful of people in the crowd count along with every punch!

One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

Five!

Kurtis hits a monkey flip onto Blue! In mid air Blue is able to hook a recovered Freak and snap off a hurricanrana! Freak is tossed out of the ring as Kurtis looks on confused about what just happened! The handful of people in the crowd start up a rowdy ‘holy shit!’ chant!

JON MCDANIEL: I’m not even sure what happened

COREY TAYLOR: And I’m not surprised there.

Kurtis goes for a clothesline but Blue ducks under! Kurtis spins around and takes a superkick to the jaw that drops him to a knee! Blue steps out onto the ring apron and catches a stunned Kurtis with a springboard clothesline! Blue pulls Kurtis to his feet, whips him into the corner and follows him in with a dropkick. Blue climbs up to the top turnbuckle and goes for a flying cross body! Kurtis catches her in mid air with a dropkick to the ribs! Marina pulls herself into the corner as Kurtis gets back to his feet. Freak is back in the ring! Kurtis turns and catches a trouble in paradise style spinning kick! Kurtis is sent rolling out of the ring and The Freak is all smiles as he staggers over to the ring apron. Freak grabs a can of Lysol, slips on some protective gloves and approaches a still dazed and seated Blue. What the What!? Freak sprays the crotch area of Blue with the Lysol!

JON MCDANIEL: What is he doing?

COREY TAYLOR: Making sure it is sanitary.

Blue lashes out with a kick and it knocks the can up into the face of Freak! Freak rolls to the outside as Kurtis pulls himself back into the ring. Blue has pulled herself to her feet but takes a forearm from Chad! Blue is whipped into the ropes and gets takes to the mat with a hurricanrana! Blue is quickly back to her feet and rushes into a kick from Kurtis that doubles her over! Chad positions her for his ‘CK Finale!’

COREY TAYLOR: NOOOOOOO!
Freak is back into the ring and he has a chair! He shoves aside the referee and cracks the chair across the skull of Kurtis! The referee calls for the bell as Freak drives the chair across the back of Blue!

COREY TAYLOR: At least it was against Chad…

ERIC EMERSON: The winner of this match, via DQ….’The Show’ Chad Kurtis!!! However, Marina Blue retains her Robinson Pro Aggression Championship!!!

Freak drops the chair, rolls to the outside and pulls back the ring skirt. He drags out a table wrapped in barbed wire and it pops all 20 people watching this match! He quickly sets up the table, and grabs a tube of lighter fluid. Freak sprays down the table and with a flourish, he lights the table up! Flames spring to life as The Freak rolls back into the ring.

Kurtis is getting to his feet and eats a ‘any given moment’ knee strike to the head! Kurtis is whipped to the ropes but he hangs on to keep from going over the top and into the fire! Blue is up and takes a modified side effect from Freak! Freak quickly drags her up and whips her into Chad! Blue hits Chad mid section and the two tumble out and smash through the table of death!

As The Freak celebrates security and EMT’s rush out to douse the flames and check on Chad and Blue. Security rushes the ring but Freak is out and over the guard rails and heading out of the building!

ERIC EMERSON: Ladies and Gentlemen, I’ve been informed that this match has been changed. The titles can change on a disqualification if, as Mr. Robinson puts it, decide to cheat like the untrained monkeys that they are.

JON MCDANIEL: Rob already starting to change what was a great promotion.

COREY TAYLOR: Except for the lack of law and order… yeah.

ERIC EMERSON: The following match is set for one fall and will unify the Rebel Pro Tag Team Championship and the Robinson Pro Tag Team Championship…

“Anthem For The Underdog” hits up in the speakers and from the back come the Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions of the World, Johnny Maverick and Jacob Venar, collectively known as Juggernauts, Bitch!

ERIC EMERSON: Making their way down to the ring, they are the Rebel Pro Tag Team Champions of the World… JOHNNY MAVERICK, JACOB VENAR, they are JUGGERNAUTS, BITCH!

Jacob and Johnny step into the ring, Johnny ready to go but Jacob’s attention seems a little off.

“Mr. Robinson” a cover by The Lemonheads picks up in the speakers as from the back to a massive amount of booing is Scottie Snow, Moke Doshky, The Dragon, and most importantly The Phoenix.

ERIC EMERSON: Introducing the Robinson Pro Tag Team Champions, they are the only team that matters…

Eric looks down at his notecard, wondering if he really has to read this.

ERIC EMERSON: They are the best, they reak of awesomeness, they are the best that any company; especially this pitiful excuse for a wrestling promotion that really really sucked before Rob Robinson bought it and is going to turn it into a multi million dollar company that will compete for ratings with any show on any network because Rob Robinson is a genius and the best person, best wrestler, and most awesomest guy ever to be born THE PHOENIX, STHE DRAGON, MOKE DOSHKY, AND that guy who I really beat up that one time and he managed to only get a fluke pin over me but he is still better than anyone that the former Rebel Pro federation had… SCOTTIE SNOW… we are THE PANTHEON!

DING DING

JON MCDANIEL: Well this match is starting off a bit unfairly, but when Phoenix is involved, he does tend to put things in his favor.

COREY TAYLOR: Such blasphemy from you, you’ll be the next to go.

Jacob is starting off this match with The Dragon, with Lance Weston the Senior Referee officiating. Jacob with a collar and elbow, but Dragon quickly turns him around, backing him into the Pantheon corner where all four men immediately begin to beat Jacob down. Lance Weston is distracted as Johnny Maverick comes into the ring pointing vigorously at the beat down commencing. Johnny gets back into his corner, the beat down stops just before Lance turns around and sees. Dragon mounts Jacob in the corner, raining down righs and lefts upon his head. Jacob shoves hiim off him and climbs to the middle rope. Phoenix grabs the ankle, Lance’s view obstructed by Jacob, Venar falls to the canvas. Johnny is slapping the top turnbuckle, doing his best to get his partner into the match. Jacob begins to crawl towards his partner, but is stopped by The Dragon. Jacob turns over, kicking out wildly at The Dragon, missing by an inch, but Dragon dives forward punching away with rights and lefts until Lance warns him that closed fists are not allowed. Jacob shoves Dragon off and gets up to his feet, followed quickly by The Dragon.

JON MCDANIEL: The Dragon thinking he can use closed fists, what is he thinking?

COREY TAYLOR: They looked like palm strikes to me.

Dragon reaches back, tagging in Moke Doshky, who lumbers into the ring picking Jacob up in a gorilla press. Jacob wiggles coming down and grabbing Moke’s head slamming it into the canvas. Jacob up quickly and springing off the top rope with a back flip, but Moke is up and is taking a ninja pose.

JON MCDANIEL: Uh oh, Mokeangelo is back!

COREY TAYLOR: What?

Moke with a swift karate kick sends Jacob into a neutral corner following in with a big man splash. Jacob stumbles out of the corner and it is noted that he definitely doesn’t seem into this match. Johnny tries to get his head into the contest as the Rebel Pro Tag Team Titles are on the line, but Jacob pays his partner very little attention. Moke spins Jacob around, but Jacob manages to fire a right palm strike before running up Moke’s body to deliver a drop kick to the big man’s face bouncing him off the ropes. Jacob uses the leverage to flip the man on over into a pin with a powerslam type move.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

SHOCK!

Phoenix quickly grabs a microphone, pulling it to his lips.

PHOENIX: I demand that this match be restarted because Moke kicked out of that pin, I saw it and since I own Robinson Pro my final judgement is all that matters!

Dragon, Rob, and Scottie Snow come into the ring stomping away on Jacob, as they do so they all high five. Here comes Johnny though to try and somehow even up the odds, but Lance Weston is busy trying to get The Pantheon out of the ring. Phoenix trips Scottie Snow who stumbles into Lance who falls down with a mini shove from The Dragon. Lance smashes his head on Moke’s boot and appears to be out cold, and very legitimately. Phoenix turns to see Lance there and the other men jump on Johnny and Jacob as Rob signals for Alec Wilcox to come officiate this match. Alec rushes down to the ring, his referee shirt in perfect position as though this were planned.

JON MCDANIEL: Alec is looking like Rob planned to take out Lance Weston.

COREY TAYLOR: It was an accident, that damn clumsy Scottie Snow, Dragon tried to catch him, and he fell right on Moke’s big boot.

Alec pulls Lance out of the ring, laying him reverntly on the outside before sliding in with a crooked smile towards The Pantheon. Dragon lifts Johnny up, but Maverick counters with a face smash onto the canvas. Johnny spins around to deliver a roundhouse kick right to Snow’s temple sending him out of the ring. Jacob heads for Phoenix, but seems to lose interest as Phoenix steps through the ropes indicating that Alec needs to get Maverick out of the ring.

JON MCDANIEL: The nerve of Phoenix, it was four on one and now he is going to enforce the rules?

COREY TAYLOR: Actually, it was the inept referee Lance Weston that should have enforced the new rules, but he was falling down on his job… ha ha falling down…

Maverick heads over to his corner, his and Alec’s back to the other side of the ring. In comes Phoenix, Snow, and The Dragon to lift Jacob up on their shoulders spin around and drop him like a bad habit with a three man spinebuster center ring. Moke makes the cover, way nonchalantly. Alec turns to make the count.

ONE! TWO!

Johnny in to make the save, keeping the titles un-unified for now. Alec forces Maverick back into his corner and orders him to take up the tag rope or else risk disqualification. Jacob is pulled up to his feet.

JON MCDANIEL: If Johnny or Jacob are disqualified, the titles change hands.

COREY TAYLOR: Absolutely, isn’t it beautiful?

Jacob with a big right hand backs Dragon up into the corner, he spins around delivering a kick to Moke’s chest that sends him stumbling backwards. Jacob quickly into the ropes, clothesline from the top rope sends Moke down. Jacob spins to trip Dragon up with a drop toe hold. Scottie is ordered into the ring, Jacob with a snap bridge suplex has Scottie on his back just that quick and Phoenix is furious. Phoenix is yelling at Scottie that he needs to step up his game here in Rebel Pro and stop being such a loser!

JON MCDANIEL: Encouraging words from The Phoenix there to Scottie Snow.

COREY TAYLOR: They are true words, he should listen.

Snow rolls up to his feet, but Jacob quickly takes his head under his arm, front facelock into a single arm DDT!

Jacob is a wrestler on fire and seems to have gotten his head in the game. Jacob looks over to Johnny who is clapping to keep the momentum going, going along with the chant of the capacity crowd of twenty. Jacob just deflates, his shoulders droop and he looks like he is wondering what he is fighting for. Jacob turns to confront Moke who has gotten back up and Alec is not even noticing that Dragon and Scottie are in the ring. Dragon with a hand spring spin into a leg across Jacob’s throat while Moke uses the momentum to lift him up, dropping him shoulder first onto the canvas. Moke looks over to Maverick, waving mockingly at him and telling him to kiss the Rebel Tag Belts good-bye. Johnny goes to step into the ring, but unfortunately Alec is there and preventing the interference. While that is going on Moke, Dragon, and Scottie Snow are pummeling Jacob in their corner. Phoenix is yelling insults at Jacob, who for his part is fighting back, all be it with a vacant expression on his face. Jacob with a right, a left, and a kick out at Snow that connects sending him out of the ring.

JON MCDANIEL: The numbers just a bit too much for Jacob Venar.

COREY TAYLOR: Somehow Jacob escapes!

Jacob darts past Moke and Dragon, hitting the ropes right in front of Alec Wilcox and blind tag! Jacob doesn’t feel it though as he leaps up into the air kicking out and connecting with both Moke and Dragon’s face!

Jacob covers Moke for the pin!

But Alec refuses to count, pointing that Johnny tagged himself into the match.

JON MCDANIEL: Jacob doesn’t seem happy there.

COREY TAYLOR: Why should he?

Jacob stares up at Johnny who is a house of fire nailing the returning Snow with “All Bodies Murdered!” Dragon comes back into the fight, but Johnny dispenses him with the Tony Jah!

JON MCDANIEL: Johnny destroying The Pantheon single handedly!

Jacob comes in to try and help, but Johnny shoves him towards the corner to let him rest as he takes cares of this problem. Jacob just stares at Johnny’s hand then back at Johnny’s face before turning and walking to climb through the ropes. Johnny spins back around as Moke is charging in, but Johnny ducks under the clothesline delivering a kick to the back of his massive skull. Moke falls forward as Jacob steps back through the ropes; a steel chair in hand. Johnny doesn’t see it yet though.

JON MCDANIEL: What is Jacob doing?

COREY TAYLOR: I think he took offense to being pushed.

Johnny turns back around, noticing Jacob with the chair. Jacob goes to swing, but it isn’t at Johnny…

Scottie Snow goes down in a heap, a cut across his white forehead.

DING DING DING

ERIC EMERSON: Winners of the match and Unified Robinson Pro Tag Team Champions… The Dragon and Moke Doshky… Might and Magic!

Jacob drops the chair, staring at Johnny before flipping backwards out of the ring and heading up the entrance ramp. The crowd sits in a stunned silence as Moke, Dragon, and Rob celebrate in the ring, paying no attention to Scottie Snow who is still bleeding from the forehead wound.

JON MCDANIEL: Jacob just turned on his partner, getting them disqualified, and basically giving the titles to Might and Magic!

COREY TAYLOR: He just didn’t delay the inevitable, that’s all.

The show fades with Robinson holding up the Robinson Pro Heavyweight Championship, standing in front of the newly unified Robinson Pro Tag Team Champions. The shot is fading away when two men jump the barricade and are in the ring. The camera suddenly fades back in to watch the action. Freak is swinging a barbed wire wrapped steel chair and connects solidly with the back of The Phoenix’s head. Shut Down nails Moke Doshky with his own barbed wire wrapped steel chair sending him to the canvas.

JON MCDANIEL: Phoenix is not going to be happy.

COREY TAYLOR: Get these jerks out of here! They are ruining a perfectly great moment!

Shut Down nails The Dragon sending him over the top rope and Freak nails Scottie Snow so hard he goes flying over the top rope as well. Freak pulls Robinson up to his feet.

FREAK: Rebel Pro you asshole!

Before he sends Robinson over the top to land on his ass on the outside. Shut Down is tossing Moke over the top rope, a feat of strength for sure and he lands right on The Phoenix who begins to roll him off immediately. Phoenix finally gets Moke Doshky off of his chest.

FREAK: Rebel! Pro! Rebel! Pro! Rebel! Pro! Rebel! Pro! Rebel! Pro! Rebel! Pro!

The crowd picks up the chant along with the Freak and Shut Down joins his client, his former partner, and his friend.

COREY TAYLOR: ROBINSON PRO! ROBINSON PRO! ROBINSON PRO! ROBINSON PRO! ROBINSON PRO!

The camera pans to show The Phoenix with the fury of Haities burning in his eyes as now the camera is allowed to fade to… the Robinson Pro logo.