Cosmos vs. TPK, Dome of DOOM!

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

As soon as the various weapons from the first match of the night are cleared away, the ring crews busily begin piling more into the ring...and the fans' attentions are drawn to a large, circular metal cage being lowered from the ceiling over the ring. Hanging from the apex of the cage is a working weedwhacker, and the cage slips over the sides of the ring, with the door hanging open. The ring crew finish scattering various weapons around the ring, then leave the cage by the open door.

JP:Well, tonight GHW's providing the good citizens of Spokane with more brutality than has ever been seen. This match is going to become a byword for sadistic, intense brutality for the rest of GHW's existence.

Ray: Well I'm sure Cosmos'll be a lot more hot after he's lost some blood and flesh. Oh my, I'll have to get a weedwhacker for my games.

Lizzie: The first opponent in the Dome of Doom...weighing in at a mighty one hundred and ninety pounds, the one and only Cosmos!

The song "Blazing through the Sky" by Calibern begins to play, as the arena lights go out, then turn back on in flashes of different colours. Either side of the entrance ramp, huge bursts of pyrotechnics shoot up from either side in multicolour, and Cosmos himself flips over them, twisting in the air. He lands facing the crowd with a goofy grin on his face, and bows to them. He is wearing multicolour psychedelic wrestling pants, with "E.O.E" printed down one leg in contrasting colours, and "Cosmos" down the other leg. His chest, arms and face are covered in swirling patterns of multicolour, fluorescent bodypaint.

He slowly begins making his way down to the ring, shaking hands and posing with as many of the fans as possible. He stops halfway down and takes off the sharkstooth necklace around his neck, giving it to an excited teenager. He continues, before stopping and picking up a radio microphone. He addresses the fans before entering the dome...

Cosmos: Hey hey, I got to admit I am pretty excited tonight! Because, I'll be fighting a good friend inside this very cage in one of the most hardcore matches ever to exist! The only way to win the match and get out of the cage is to hold the weedwhacker's cutting end onto your opponent for five seconds. Do you know why Psycho Kid and I can do these matches? Because we are both part of Evolution of Extreme, and we can!

So, I'd like to wish him all the best of luck, and I just want to say that after the match, and the possible ER visit, I want waffles. If you want to go get waffles afterward, that would be awesome. Anyways, I'm gonna hold no hard feelings about the match, and I'll be glad to shake your hand before and afterwards.

Cosmos stands at the bottom of the entrance ramp, waiting for Psycho Kid to come out before entering the dome...

TBC Psychokid!

[TPK]

Cosmos paces back and forth impatiently on the ramp when suddenly the arena lights fade out, a loud siren is heard and a red light flashes on and off to the rhythm of the siren, Paranoid by Black Sabbath begins playing and the crowd cheers loudly, TPK slowly makes his way out on to the stage, he is wearing his usual silver tights with the black wire pattern winding up both legs, some hand wraps, his signature mask, and a black football jersey with E.O.E written in silver letters on the front, and TPK written on the back, TPK does his straight jacket taunt as silver pyro criss crosses above his head.

LM: And the opponent hailing from The Assylum, he stands six feet two inches tall and weighs in this evening at two hundred and forty-five pounds, also representing Evolution of Extreme he is The Psycho Kid!

Ray: These two boys are a couple of silly sallies don't they realize that they are on the SAME team?

JP: Two things, number one never and I can not stress the word NEVER enough say silly sally again or I am going to be a tad bit upset and we don't want that. Number two these two men are on the same team this is true but they also both want to take things to a whole nother level and what better way to do so than to beat one another to a bloody pulp and still be best of friends afterwards?

Ray: Well isn't that special....I still think they can be just as extreme in my hotel room if you catch my drift.

JP: No comment!

TPK slowly makes his way down the ramp slapping hands with as many fans as he can as he makes his way to the middle of the ramp, TPK gets to the middle of the ramp and suddenly stops, he reaches behind his head and grabs a hold of the strap of his mask as an EOE chant thunders throughout the arena, Cosmos is franticly applauding TPK as well, TPK gets the mask off and places it on the face of a random fan before continuing down the ramp. TPK gets to the bottom of the ramp and walks over to Cosmos, the two men shake hands and they walk into the cage together.

JP: Ladies and gentlemen do not attempt to adjust your screens the ring really has no ropes or posts right now which I have to say is something that I have never seen, I am very curious to see how this match goes down, I think that if these two men can set aside the fact that they ARE friends for a little while they could steal the show here, but that is easier said than done.

Ray: I'm scarred make the big scary weed eater go away!

TBC By Cosmos

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

The two men stand in the ring, with the dome surrounding them and shake hands again.

Cosmos: Dude we are gonna get some fuckin' waffles afterward, right?

Psycho Kid grins and nods his head, and walks over to the door. He pulls it shut and the lock clicks closed. He makes his way back to Cosmos, and waits for the bell to ring. The bell rings, and before it dies away, Cosmos dives for Psycho Kid's legs, attempting to force him onto the weapon-strewn mat. Psycho Kid jumps and Cosmos misses, with Psycho Kid landing both feet on Cosmos' back. Instead of heading immediately for the ladder and the weed whacker hanging for the ceiling, Psycho Kid instead grabs a roll of barbed-wire and begins to wrap it around Cosmos' chest and abdomen, while sitting on Cosmos' legs, preventing him from moving. Cosmos struggles not to scream as Psycho Kid continues tightening the barbedwire, until it covers much of his chest and back. Psycho Kid then climbs to his feet, and grabs Cosmos' head, hauling him up to his feet as well. Psycho Kid sets Cosmos up for a simple facebuster into the mat by placing both hands on his head, but Cosmos stamps on Psycho's foot and twists away. As Cosmos moves away from Psycho, the audience are shocked to see the faint, red stains of blood on the mat.

Psycho Kid and Cosmos each move around the ring, searching for a suitable weapon to fight with. Cosmos settles on an aluminium baseball bat, while Psycho Kid happily finds a water filled fire extinguisher. He wastes no time in pulling the pin and turning a jet of high-pressure water onto Cosmos' face and chest, stunning him for long enough to charge forward and jump, while spinning around. He raises his leg, to kick Cosmos straight in the side of the head, but Cosmos raises his bat to defend himself, and smashes Psycho Kid's leg with the bat, before grabbing the leg with his free hand and twisting it, bringing Psycho Kid to the ground. Cosmos drops the bat.

Cosmos keeps hold of the leg and steps over it, twisting it further while pulling upward on the foot with his free hand, so the leg is trapped between his own and the ankle and foot bones and muscles are stretched painfully. Cosmos even uses his fingers to grind into the joints, causing Psycho Kid to twitch and buck on the mat in pain. He doesn't notice Psycho Kid's smile, however and he only realises he has a problem when the crowd's cheering gets louder. Psycho Kid's free leg snapps up, and wraps around Cosmos' leg, and Psycho Kid uses his legs to drag Cosmos down and backwards. Cosmos lands awkwardly on the Psycho Kid, who wraps his legs tighter around Cosmos' leg. Psycho Kid then begins crushing Cosmos' head with his arms as he applies a facelock with both arms, then rolls over and bridges out with his back, turning the hold into a text-book STF.

JP: This is one brutal match. Cosmos really is putting up a valiant effort, but Psycho Kid always looks to be a step ahead. Both of these men have a great talent, and lots of heart. The problem is, Psycho has experience too...

Ray: Can I just say how sexy Cosmos looks in that barbedwire vest?

JP: No you can't, and I don't think it'll be available all too soon either. It looks like a custom piece.

With difficulty, Cosmos rolls over so Psycho Kid is below him, relieving a little of the pressure on his back. Cosmos continues rolling, until he manages to roll Psycho Kid onto the barbed wire reel on the floor. Cosmos rocks from side to side as Psycho Kid holds him into the air, driving the barbs into Psycho's back. Psycho releases him after a short while, and Cosmos hits the mat before crawling away from Psycho. Psycho makes a grab for his leg, but Cosmos kicks him in the face and carries on crawling to the ladder, blood still oozing slightly from the congealing wounds on his chest. He reaches the base of the ladder, and stands up, lifting the ladder into the air before setting it up, beneath the weed whacker. He attempts to climb it, but Psycho Kid pulls him back down before even reaching the first rung. The two men lock up, trying to push each other away from the ladder, but Psycho Kid uses his leg to sweep across and kick Cosmos' legs from underneath him. TPK capitalises on this by jumping at the same moment, and driving Cosmos' head into the mat firmly. Psycho Kid then places his foot firmly on the first rung of the ladder...

TBC Psycho Kid (Please, keep Cosmos inside his barbedwire vest...)

[TPK]

TPK begins to slowly climb up the ladder but it isn't long before Cosmos is to his feet, Cosmos gets to the other side of the ladder and both men begin to make their way to the top, TPK reaches the top seconds before Cosmos and TPK has his left fist cocked back and ready, Cosmos looks up at TPK only to see TPK's left fist come flying at his face, Cosmos is unable to react in time and gets blasted, he almost falls from the ladder but manages to hang on, Cosmos then throws his right fist into TPK's face rocking TPK back, TPK goes to throw another left fist at Cosmos but Cosmos ducks causing TPK to lose his balance, Cosmos than grabs the back of TPK's head with both hands and slams him face first into the top of the ladder, TPK falls from the ladder and lands back first onto the coil of barbed wire, Cosmos begins to reach for the weed eater but looks down at TPK who is writhing in pain, Cosmos plants his feet firmly on the top of the ladder and throws himself down at TPK, he lands chest first onto TPK causing the barbed wire to slice into TPK's shirt and chest, and Cosmos chest as well, Cosmos rolls off of TPK as tiny bits of fabric and flesh are now visible in Cosmos's barbed wire vest.

JP: What in the world was that? Cosmos had ample time to get that weed eater but he risked injury by hitting that huge splash which hurt not only his opponent but him as well, I think he may have taken a play from the TPK play book on that one and I think that he will be proud of Cosmos...well as soon as the match is over anyway.

Ray: Oh no poor cosmos is bleeding bad, and I think if that shirt came off of TPK he would be bloddy as well.

Cosmos gets up and looks down at his chest to see all the blood and clothes bits, Cosmos cracks a grin and begins to giggle gleefully, TPK sits up and Cosmos gets in a fighting stance but TPK just high fives Cosmos and the two men get to their feet, TPK takes his shirt off and he is indeed bleeding from the chest pretty badly, his back is bleeding a little bit but not near as bad, both men crack a grin and look at each other, it seems that they are both thinking of the same thing because TPK glances toward the weapons and Cosmos claps his hands and nods while he hops up and down, they both run away from one another and franticly search for a good weapon, TPK comes up with a Kendo Stick that has halagin light tubes wrapped around it and Cosmos comes up with a hockey stick wrapped in barbed wire, both men make their way toward one another ready too fight and at the same time curious to see what the other man could come up with.

JP: This has truly gotten...well weird! These men are acting like this is some kind of game, TPK gave a man who just moments before lacerated his chest and back a damn high five and they were smiling about it afterwards. Now they are trying to see what weapons they can bludgeon one another with and it looks like they picked some odd weapons.

Ray: Good lord Jimmy, how are you NOT turned on by this guy on guy action?

The two men get about a foot away from one another and take a moment to see what weapon the other man had gotten a hold of, both men smile sickly and nod, at the same time both men charge forward and sing their weapons toward the other man, they both hit solidly, the light tubes on the Kendo Stick bust sending the spores from the tubes and tiny bits of glass flying while the barbed wire hockey stick crushes into TPK's side, both men fall to the ground and look up toward the sky seeing the weed eater dangling high above them.

JP: I can not believe these two they just let and I stress the word let each other blast the other with a weapon, now I know that can not be a normal thing and I hope these two can end this thing before it gets too far out of hand for them to control.

Ray: Seriously though JP maybe you know since those guys aren't wearing shirts we should take ours off, I know where Cosmos keeps his body paint maybe we could paint each other up.

JP: Jimmy I am going to say this as bluntly as humanly possible HELL...NO!

TBC By Cosmos

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

Cosmos lies on the floor, clutching his side in pain but laughing too, even as the kendo shot drives some of the barbedwire deeper into his side. He turns to Psycho Kid, likewise rolled up in pain and whispers to him...

Cosmos: This is pretty fun eh? It's like a great big playpen!

Cosmos begins to stand, but falls back again onto the mat and crawls to the side of the cage, using the cage walls to support him. He slowly gets to his feet and Psycho Kid does the same, kneeling on the mat before slowly getting up. As the two men get up, the crowd see Psycho Kid with a livid, purplish bruise on his side where the hockey stick hit him, and Cosmos' face and arms covered with thin, long glass cuts from the light tube. Psycho Kid and Cosmos look at each other across the glass-strewn, blood soaked ring, and nod at each other, before Psycho Kid slowly sets up the ladder in the centre of the ring and begins to ascend it. Surprisingly, Cosmos makes no attempt to stop him, as he slowly lifts the weed whacker off the hook and climbs down.

JP: Well, Psycho's brought the big blades in play now, eh? All he has to do is hold Cosmos down for long enough to get him for five with the weed whacker and he's won. Of course, Cosmos can always do the same to him. Home viewers, if you have any children under twelve, I would advise you send them to bed now.

Ray: Ooh...look at those goody goodies about to get gory gory. Now if only it were Vlad in there...
Ray fondles his Vlad locket once more, and JP just ignores him.

TPK raises the weed whacker in the air, and switches it on, so the blades are pointing upwards. He giggles insanely, waves it around, turns it off and begins to stalk Cosmos around the ring with it, in an attempt to force him towards the side of the cage. After a short, tense period of this, Psycho lunges forward with the whacker switched on. Cosmos grabs a singapore cane and tries to defend himself with it, but the wood of the cane is shredded by the blades, and Cosmos is forced to roll to the floor to escape injury. Cosmos manages to tumble past the Psycho Kid and back into the main area of the ring, however the Psycho Kid swings the weedwhacker down on Cosmos on the way past, and the blades connect with his shoulder for a split second, opening up a long but shallow cut that immediately begins to ooze blood. Cosmos groans loudly, and the front rows manage to hear it...

Crowd: Holy S***! Holy S***! Holy S***!

JP: Holy Shit indeed. Psycho's managed to get the first weedwhacker injury of the match, and a psychological advantage over Cosmos by keeping hold of it. All Cosmos can do for the moment is keep on running...

Psycho Kid continues to chase Cosmos with the whacker for a while, until Cosmos picks up the stick he had used to beat Psycho's ribs with. As Psycho lunges for him again with the whacker, Cosmos raises the stick in self-defence, and uses it to push the whacker up and away from him. Cosmos drops to the mat, sweeping forward with his feet taking Psycho's legs out from under him. Psycho drops the whacker and falls to the mat a moment after Cosmos, grabbing his leg as soon as he reaches the ground to stop him from going after the weedwhacker. With his other hand, he grabs a cheesegrater from close by him, and twists Cosmos' leg, flipping him onto his back. Psycho releases the leg, but crawls forward using his body weight to hold Cosmos to the mat. He wraps his free arm around Cosmos' neck, pulling it backwards but not choking him, and with the other arm, begins to rub the grater across Cosmos' torn shoulder. Cosmos yells in pain as the grater makes more of a mess of his shoulder, and rubs away the torn skin until rivulets of blood pour from the shoulder. Psycho laughs and whispers in his ear, as he carries on grating...

TPK: I'm always up for waffles. You know it man.

Cosmos laughs slightly, and tries not to pass out.

Cosmos: Sweet. I'm hungry already.

Cosmos begins trying to wrench Psycho's arm away from his neck with both hands, and after a while he does. As soon as he gets Psycho's arms away, he rolls over forcing Psycho to shift his weight off him, and Psycho lands on the mat on his front, with Cosmos still holding his arm. Cosmos rolls around so that he manages to lie on Psycho's back, scissoring his arm with both of his legs, and Cosmos tightens the leg scissors and lies back, still pulling back on his arm with his hands causing a great deal of pain to Psycho. Psycho struggles as much as he can, but does not manage to break free. However, his struggling brings him within reach of the weed whacker, and he grins as he grabs it. The expression on Cosmos' face is one of terror as he releases the hold, and tries to prise Psycho Kid's fingers off the whacker, but Psycho Kid manages to keep a grip on it and Cosmos struggles to no avail. Cosmos then climbs to his feet, and tries to stomp down hard on Psycho's hand, but Psycho swings up with the whacker and Cosmos jumps back, narrowly avoiding another injury...

TBC TPK...

[TPK]

Cosmos rolls back to his feet and turns to face TPK, TPK looks down at the weed eater and grins at Cosmos before powering it down causing Cosmos to look at TPK for a moment, TPK pats the weed eater and tosses it too Cosmos, Cosmos looks confused but shrugs his shoulders and turns the power on and begins slowly advancing toward TPK, TPK slowly begins to back away from Cosmos who is hot on his heels with the weed eater, Cosmos thrusts the weed eater forward toward TPK's chest TPK turns to his side but Cosmos manages to graze TPK's chest and it gets sliced even more, Cosmos yanks back and hits TPK a little lower this time, TPK glances down at his chest to see all of the cuts and blood and a sick grin forms across his face.

JP: I honestly down know what I find stranger, the fact that TPK literally handed Cosmos that weed eater or the fact that he is smiling at the fact he just received two fresh cuts from that very weed eater.

Ray:*while rubbing his Vlad locket again* Oh Vlady bear oh Vlady bear I really love your colors.

JP: Oh for gods sake Ray would you give that damn locket a rest? I swear if you keep this up I am going to throw you in that cage with those two maniacs!

TPK claps his hands lightly and looks around as the crowd starts an EOE chant. Cosmos holds the weed eater above his head and hits the gas on it reving up the engine a little, Cosmos brings down the weed eater and starts toward TPK again, he lowers the weed eater to the ground and slams it into TPK's legs knocking him down to the ground, Cosmos quickly lowers the weed eater to TPK's chest and hits the gas ripping more flesh from TPK, the ref on the outside of the dome begins his count 1..2..3..TPK rolls away and Cosmos nods and drops the weed eater, TPK rolls back to his back and his chest is now crimson red with a large amount of blood, TPK gets to his feet and the spot where he was laying is stained red with his blood.

JP: My lord just look at him, The Psycho Kid looks like his chest just went through a meat tenderizer, well in a way it kind of just did, I honestly don't see how that man can keep going and if he wins this match I will be thoroughly surprised.

Ray:*Gazes at the Vlad locket and sighs*You know who else could make someone look like they just got put through a meat tenderizer...Vlad.

TPK and Cosmos look around the ring for some weapons and TPK spots something out of the corner of his eye, he points at it and Cosmos smiles and nods, TPK walks over and picks up a couple of wooden samurai swords and tosses one to Cosmos, Cosmos and TPK get a tight grip on the samurai swords, the two men walk toward one another, TPK holds his wooden sword above his head and brings it crashing down but Cosmos manages to bring his sword up to block it, Cosmos shoves his sword upward knocking TPK back, Cosmos takes advantage of this and does a quick slashing motion toward the side of TPK's head, TPK ducks at the last moment and spins around thrusting his sword back toward Cosmos who leans to the side causing TPK to just barley miss his ribcage, the two men get quickly back to their neutral starting positions and grin at one another.

JP: Is it just me or are there two slightly crazed men in the wring trying to fight each other using wooden swords? I don't know why I bother asking you questions Ray you always answer with something slightly homo sexual and totally idiotic.

Ray: Woah I heard wood you have got my attention! *giggles like a little girl*Those silly boys are sword fighting thats kinda sexy.

Cosmos begins tossing his sword from hand to hand while TPK twirls his sword around, both men quickly get back in a fighting stance, TPK quickly slash his sword upward at an angle, Cosmos moves out of the way and jabs slams his sword down across TPK's back knocking him to the ground, Cosmos quickly leaps in the air and brings his sword down in a quick driving motion drilling right into TPK's back causing an audible groan to escape TPK's lips, Cosmos gets up and places a foot on TPK's back as he raises his sword high in the air in victory from winning the sword fight

TBC

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

Cosmos looks up at the crowd, grinning insanely as he raises his arms to them in adoration.

Crowd: EOE! EOE! Holy ****! Holy S***!

Cosmos steps back, and bows briefly to the cheering crowds. He then turns around, so he is facing away from Psycho Kid and bows again before dropping the sword. He closes his eyes, and jumps. At the apex of the jump, he flips gracefully through one hundred and eighty degrees, before crashing down on the mat with a scream of agony as the Psycho Kid quickly rolls out from underneath, avoiding injury. Blood oozes out from beneath Cosmos' chest, as the barbedwire digs deep into Cosmos' flesh. Cosmos then begins to get to his feet, but as he manages to climb to his knees, Psycho's arms wrap around his back, dragging him to his feet. Psycho Kid lets go, and spins Cosmos around easily before slamming his fist right into his stomach. Cosmos gasps, as Psycho slips his arms under Cosmos' own and locks them firmly behind his neck. Psycho looks to the fans for approval, and the roar is almost deafening. Psycho wrenches Cosmos' stomach and body upwards, so he is hanging head down. While he does this, Psycho jumps as high as he can, tucking his legs in for extra height before landing Cosmos straight on his head and releasing him. Cosmos flops to the mat, and does not move. The crowd go wild.

JP: What the ****!? Surely he needs a turnbuckle for that one! It was the Straight Jacket Slam! This match could be over any second now!

Indeed, Psycho Kid is already up and on his feet, staggering and slightly pale through blood loss as he shuffles to where Cosmos had dropped the weed whacker, and lifts it up to the crowd. He returns to Cosmos, who has still not moved, and steps on the backs of his calves, keeping him down on the mat. Cosmos stirs at the pain of supporting Psycho's weight and twists his head around slowly. An expression of horror appears on his face as he sees Psycho Kid switch on the weed whacker, and raise it up to the crowd who roar in joy, then swiftly brings it down on the back of Cosmos' right thigh. It rips through Cosmos' wrestling pants in an instant, and a split second later it shreds his skin and flesh. Cosmos roars in agony, and twists his body as much as he can to escape the pain. The referee rushes over to count...

Referee: One...Two...Three...Four....Fi

That is as far as he gets, as with a final effort Cosmos drags his body forward and twists, forcing Psycho Kid to step off to keep his balance. Contact is broken and Cosmos wriggles free, but the skin on his right thigh is shredded beyond description, and a thin but constant stream of blood drips and runs down from there. Psycho Kid looks over to Cosmos, with a concerned expression but Cosmos simply replies with a sick grin, and offers his hand in respect. Psycho Kid accepts, and the two men break the handshake before going to find more toys to play with. Cosmos staggers over to a baseball bat, leaving a trail of sticky crimson behind him...and begins wrapping it quickly in barbedwire while Psycho does the same with his left fist and forearm. Cosmos stands up once he has finished and turns around- and is shocked to find the Psycho Kid charging him with his barbed-wire wrapped arm outstretched.

JP: It's the Psycholine! Wow!

Ray: I'll be excited when they are both unconscious, ooh yeah!

JP: Ray you are a disgusting freak you know.

Ray: Ooh yeah.

Cosmos tries to duck, but he is too late and the outstretched arm drills painfully across his barbed-wire wrapped chest, sending him to the ground and landing on his back. Psycho Kid tries to dis-attach his arm from Cosmos' chest, but fails at first and the struggling simply rips some of the barbs from Cosmos' chest, painfully. However he continues, until Cosmos reaches out with his left arm, and grabs the dropped bat. He whacks Psycho Kid's back with it, and Psycho Kid rolls off, ripping his arm free. The two men lie on the blood-soaked mat, gasping for breath before crawling and sliding to the sides of the cage, both men using the cage sides to climb to their feet slowly. Cosmos runs forward towards Psycho Kid, who had just picked up a hockey stick. Cosmos tries to bring the bat smashing into Psycho's face, but Psycho parries it and deals a stinging blow to Cosmos' body with the stick before Cosmos swings around and underneath the hockey stick, and the bat smashes Psycho in the stomach. Psycho drops the stick, and doubles over in pain. Cosmos swings the bat around, and slams it across Psycho's shoulders before following up with a series of swift strikes with the end of the bat.

JP: I've never seen that before! It's Cosmos' Meteorite Strike!

It is ended prematurely, though, as Psycho reaches up and drags his barbed-wire wrapped arm around Cosmos' leg...and pulls the arm around the weed-whacker wound. An expression of insane, extreme searing pain shoots across his face, and his eyes water as Psycho pulls him to his knees...

TBC Psycho...

[Vladimir T. Strife]

Match Over