King of the Death Match: Glasshouse. DTG vs Jag

[Jaggeroth]

The crowd is getting restless. Ring crew hurry to erect the glass house set up. Tubes are placed between the ropes as the walls are lifted into place. The cabins are brought in by hand and dropped carefully into place. The lead crewman gets in the ring and tells them to drop the cage as....

"Congregation please be seated and open your prayer guides to the book of revelations, Psalm 69.....69 69 69 69 69!"

"Ladies and gentleman, this is our pre main event! Jaggeroth has struggled for five years to win a major singles title. Tonight he finally gets his opportunity in a glass house death match."

"Tonight he will win on his terms. No screwjobs, no bullshit tournaments, no nothing. The respect and recognition he craves so badly is with in arms reach, all he has to do is reach out and grab it."

The fog starts to surround the entrance ramp, soon it puffs out of the entrance curtain. The fog spreads outwards and surrounds the entrance ramp. It flows out a little more as Jaggeroth comes out from behind his curtain of smoke. The Time Killer looks around, he seems almost disheartened as he gazes around the man made battle field in front of him. The Fans are shouting their heads off, they know the price of admittance was about to become totally worth it. The smile returns to his face as the song hits the chorus.

drinking the blood of Jesus
drinking it right from his veins
learning to swim in the ocean
learning to prowl in his name

the body of Christ looked unto me
a preacher with cock in his hand
he wants you to suck on the holy ghost
and swallow the sins of man

"Ladies and Gentleman! This is our pre main event. It's scheduled for one fall and is a Glass House death match for the King of the Death Match title! Introducing first,from the haunted cornfields of NEEEBRAASKA! He is one half of the GHW tag team champions! Standing at six foot six inches and weighing in tonight at two hundred and seventy pounds....this is JAGGEEEEER.....ROTH!"

the invisible piss of the holy ghost
comes down like acid rain
they're making a profit off terminal guilt
the scavengers go on parade

the promise of life and eternity
is used just like the sword
he'll filled you up with his devil's cock
and he'll come in the name of the lord

The ring crew start exiting the area and up the ramp. The lights above the arena kick in relieving the steel structure that will encase the horrific battle to come. Jaggeroth enters the ring and glances up, this is exactly what he wanted. Light tubes surround the ring, the four cabins on each side of the ring bring endless possibilities to destroy Darth's body. The announcer walks forward to willingly hand Jaggeroth the mic for his usual prematch rant. He says no thanks to the offer. He didn't need to say anything, all he had to do was get the win to prove himself.

"This is it! Darth and Jaggeroth will square off tonight!"

"Jaggeroth is ready to compete. Darth, I hope you know what you've gotten yourself into."

TBCB: DTG

[TPK]

Jagger waits in the ring, his eyes focused intently on the top of the ramp as he readies himself to meet destiny head on and take it down to the very depths of hell. The lights slowly begin to flicker and fade until the arena is in a virtual blackout, at this point Duel of the Fates begins to play getting a mass of boos from the Total Carnage Crowd.

Big Al: Well this is it, Darth That Guy taking on Jaggeroth. Champion and Challenger collide inside the Glass House!

Fuzz: It's been building up since Dawn of Destruction, but will Jaggeroth be able to beat Darth That Guy claiming his title and his services in the process?

Big Al: Look at Jaggeroth, just look at him Fuzz. I have never seen a more determined Jag in all of my life, if he doesn't it'll be a damn miracle and you can take that to the bank.

Coors: And the Champion, hailing from "A Galaxy Far Far Away." Standing six feet four inches tall, and weighing in this evening at two hundred and fifty five pounds, The King of the Deathmatch Champion. Darth...THAT...GUUUUUUUUUUUY!

DTG slowly strolls onto the ramp, his usual Sith Robe covering the majority of his body. The Sith lord walks slowly towards the steel structure virtually no emotion on his face as he grows nearer and nearer to the cell. Once That Guy reaches the bottom of the ramp he disrobes leers at Jag who returns a gaze of his own, DTG then pushes past the gates of hell so to speak entering the cell, he eyes the copious amount of glass filling the container and remains emotionless as he rolls into the ring and removes his belt, Darth extends his arm to the side and the ref takes the belt and displays it high in the air before handing it to the time keeper and signaling the start of the contest.

Big Al: And here we go Fuzz, we have the best seats in the house for this epic confrontation between champ and challenger.

Fuzz: Boy you said it, I am excited, and the fans seem to be pretty amped as well, not that either of these guys could care less.

TBC
(OOC: Best of luck man )

[Jaggeroth]

The lord of the sith and the Psycho King stand in the middle of the ring, their eyes locked on each other. The fans in attendance go crazy as the bell rings signaling that they could begin the slaughter. Jaggeroth roars as his arms reach out grabbing Darth by the wrist. Darth is sent running on a collision course with one of the light tube walls in the corner He steps on the breaks halting his sprint as Jaggeroth comes charging in. The Time Killer jumps in the air looking to hit a mountain splash, Darth jooks to the side and avoids it. Darth gets behind the Nebraskan Leviathan and locks his arms around the tree trunk waist. Jaggeroth swings his elbow back clocking Darth in the chin. The sith lord staggers back as Jaggeroth swings his hips and spins around and shoots his foot out into Darth's ribs. Darth hits the ground and rolls back up to his feet, he circles the Time Killer holding onto his battered ribs. Jaggeroth sprints towards his damaged opponent, Darth ducks onto his hands and knees spinning his leg around. Darth drives his foot into the back of Jaggeroth's knee sending the Time Killer landing flat on his back.

"Jaggeroth's rage is getting the better of him in the starting seconds of this match."

"He needs to settle down and think this match out. Yes it is a glass house match and some would think violence would be the only tool you need, but strategy is always key in any match."


Jaggeroth breaths heavily as he tries getting back up to his feet. Darth stomps down on the side of his knee bending the leg in a very unnatural position. Jaggeroth falls to his side with his hands along his crotch. Darth continues stomping down on any exposed ligament Jaggeroth leaves open. The Time Killer slowly gets his war frame back up to it's vertical base. Darth beats his fist down on Jaggeroth's back trying to bring the massive man back down. Jaggeroth's arms violently burst up catching Darth off guard and leaving him wide open. Jaggeroth's fist reaches back and explodes into Darth's face. Darth flings his arms around wildly, his arm is wrapped around the ropes as he hangs on with shaky legs beneath him. Jaggeroth walks up grabbing Darth by the neck and tucking it under his armpit. Jaggeroth latches behind Darth's knee and lifts it up, his other hand grabs Darth's pants and with a grunt Darth is in the air. The Time Killer holds him in the air with the fisherman suplex, he yells out as he displays his strength to the world.

"This is just show boating. Drop him already, you're just tiring yourself out."

"I don't know, I've seen his past matches. Jaggeroth seems to have this otherworldly strength and stamina. He's going to make a great champion."

">Implying that he's going to win."

Jaggeroth spins around a couple times. Finally he takes a little hop up and drops Darth to the mat. Darth's back is bent from the force of the impact. Jaggeroth raises back up and looks around at the crowd. He points at a bundle of light tubes with a sick grin, the fans cheer on cause they know that violence was about to arrive. Jaggeroth picks up the large bundle and brings it back over to fallen Darth. The Sith Lord springs back up to his feet as Jaggeroth tries breaking the bundle over his prone body. The first layer of tubes break, Jaggeroth lifts it up again. Darth jumps up and cocks his feet back in air, he lets em rip and blast through the light tube bundle in front of Jaggeroth's face. The tubes explode as Darth's feet cut through them, the rest break over Jaggeroth's head. The Time Killer falls down landing on his ass. Darth gets up on a knee inspecting the damage.

"That was some warp speed from Darth!"

"That's from Star Trek not Star Wars you idiot!"

"There's a difference?"

"Where's Smarky when you need him?"

Jaggeroth shakes his head around, white puffs fall from his long hair. Darth stands with the back of his palm across his back. He grabs Jaggeroth by the hair and lifts him up, he pushes the Time Killer back near one of the glass walls leaning on the turnbuckle. Darth grabs Jaggeroth's head applying the iron claw. Jaggeroth's mask softens most of the pressure but Darth is pushing down and trying to break Jaggeroth through the glass. Jaggeroth holds onto the ropes in the corner to keep The Time Killer yells out, he tucks his thumb into his fist exposing the hard knuckle and swings it into the soft spot behind Darth's ear. Darth rears back from the assault on his pressure point. Jaggeroth gets back up to a standing position. He grabs onto Darth's wrist again and swings him around with his back to the glass this time. Jaggeroth's arm swings up and his ham bone fist cracks Darth in the jaw with a mighty uppercut. Darth is forced to look straight up as his spit flies skyward. The Lord of the Sith falls backwards onto the glass. He lands but the glass doesn't break. Jaggeroth puts his hands on the ropes and springs up with his knees tucking into his stomach and with a violent down burst his drives his legs into Darth's stomach sending the Sith Lord through the glass.

"Double Stomp! Jaggeroth is really taking the fight to Darth now. He's proving he can be the King of the Death Match."

"Well the man barely wrestles singles, he should be pretty good at hardcore match styles by now."

Jaggeroth is still holding onto the ropes, he stands above Darth's body as the crowd lets loose with GHW chants.

TBCB: DTG

[TPK]

Jag stands over The Sith Lord, his blood lust nowhere near sated. Jagger takes a step back, looks down at the glass covered DTG, and grunts as he takes a few quick steps forward, and then slams the bottom of his boot down across That Guy's chest. The Time Killer bends, gets a handful of DTG's locks, and slowly pulls forcing his opponent to a stand. DTG staggers around, glass bits falling all around him as Jagger lands a stiff uppercut nailing him in the lower jaw and knocking him back into the now glass pane free corner.

Big All: Jaggeroth now firmly in control of this contest Fuzz. I have to say though, I never get tired of this being right thing...I love it!

Fuzz: The night is young Big Al, and "anything" could happen. This being GHW...anything likely WILL happen.

Jag sizes up The Lord of the Sith for a brief moment and then unleashes an unworldly chop across his chest that echos throughout the arena getting a "Woooo" out of the crowd, Jag repeats this three more times each time getting a similar response from the fans. Jag backs off allowing DTG to get out of the corner, but he doesn't get far before Jag attempts to unsuccessfully shove him back from whence he came, instead DTG latches onto Jag's shoulders and whips around shoving The Time Killer back first into the corner with a dull thud. That Guy steps to the side a bit before throwing up an elbow and slamming himself to the side driving the point of his elbow into Jag's chest knocking the wind out of him temporarily. Darth takes this oppurtunity to snatch a tube from the ropes and lay in wait for Jaggeroth, Jaggeroth however seems to have other plans as he bolts out of the corner and lifts his foot up smacking DTG right between the legs which causes him to drop the tube and fall to his knees, a look of agony on his face.

Big Al: Hey, lookie there Fuzz. Jaggeroth actually managed to get Darth That Guy to show a little bit of emotion, that whole "I don't feel anything" shit got old quick.

Fuzz: Yeah, well let me kick you in the balls and see if "you" manage to keep a straight face. And as for Darth That Guy not feeling anything, I'm sure he felt everything...but why would he let his opponent know this? It gives him the psychological advantage in a way Al.

Big Al: And irritates me in the process...look, all i'm saying is the guy isn't fooling anyone.

Jaggeroth now picks up the tube and slams it without mercy into the side of That Guy's head sending bits of glass and dust flying into the air. The blow causes DTG to jerk his head to the side, he however manages to stay on his knees, albeit barely. Jag lifts DTG to his feet and pulls him chest first into a stiff knee shot, DTG then drapes one of That Guy's arms over his neck but gets a stiff elbow to the temple before getting a chance to execute his T-Bone. DTG pulls himself away from Jaggeroth and backs away, Jag doesn't take long to recoup from the shot and is in pursuit of That Guy in a matter of mere seconds, Jag rushes The Sith looking to hit something big, but at the last moment Darth ducks and lifts Jagg's bigger frame up and sends him over the top rope where he lands back first on one of the light tube log cabins getting a huge pop from the fans.

Fuzz: Listen to that crowd, they don't care about good or evil. They came for one thing, and one thing only TOTAL...CARNAGE!

Big Al: Oh yeah, hell of a way to work the Pay-Per-View name into this match. How long have you been holding that gem back Fuzz?

Fuzz: Hey Big Al, what can I say? I saw the opportunity and I pounced on it like a cougar onto an unsuspecting jogger. Besides, it really fits well here.

Big Al: Yeah, ok i'll give you that. Wait...like a cougar on an unsuspecting jogger? We doing movie lines now?

As Jagger is writhing in pain on the outside of the ring DTG walks over to the corner where the glass pane shattered earlier, he then begins to scatter the broken glass all around the ring making it seem more like a battle field than a wrestling ring. Jaggeroth, now to his feet with the aid of the cell wall, looks up into the ring at Darth and quickly rolls under the bottom rope, however he isn't fast enough as That Guy lands a well placed stomp onto The Time Killer's thigh. DTG continues his aimed stomps on Jagger but quits abruptly when Jagger picks up a large shard of glass and slices at Darth, catching him in the ankle causing him to hop away from Jagger who gets to his feet bloody glass shard still in hand.

Fuzz: He stabbed him! Jaggeroth just freakin stabbed Darth That Guy with a glass shard!

Big Al: Well yeah, I mean there ARE large chucks of glass just laying around. You shouldn't be surprised that one of these guys use them as a weapon...it's all part of the match Fuzzy.

TBC

[Jaggeroth]

Jaggeroth is following around the limping Darth like a lion stalks his injured prey. That Guy walks around the outside of the ring limping like a geezer going to his mail box as he looks to score some offensive on the shard wielding maniac. Darth stops at the side of the ring and grabs a tube, he cocks it back as Jaggeroth behemoth walks his way towards him. Darth fakes resting against the ring as Jaggeroth swings back his weaponized arm, Darth swings the tube up catching Jaggeroth in the jaw with the metal tip. Jaggeroth staggers back as the tube snaps in half, Darth comes in straight with the make shift saber aiming for the heart of the beast. Jaggeroth catches the tube with his free arm as the glass hits his shirt. Darth presses in with his Sith strength hoping for a clean kill. Jaggeroth drops his glass shard in the other hand and strikes the tube on the side shattering it. Darth thinks with his head in this situation and smacks Jaggeroth in the teeth as the tube in his hand shatters. The Time Killer takes a step back holding onto his teeth, Darth grabs him by the head and leads him over to the cell. That Guy uses his "force" as he scrapes Jaggeroth's face across the side. The skin from Jaggeroth's mask flakes off, his nose bends to the sides violently as it catches on the chain link.

"Now that's not very effective. He's wearing a mask."

"I think it's more of a spit in the face. Jaggeroth's mask is his most prized possession and Darth is ripping it to shreds."

Darth lets go of Jaggeroth and heads back over to the ring for more glass. Jaggeroth moves away from the cell, parts of his mask hang from the cell. He turns around as Darth returns, his nose leaking blood. That Guy holds onto two tubes, one slaps Jaggeroth across the face while the other cracks down on his skull. Darth cocks back both tubes and lunges forward, Jaggeroth turns into it slipping between the tubes and slams his shoulder across Darth's chest. Jaggeroth grabs the broken tubes out of That Guy's hands, he spins his arms around cracking the remainder of the tubes down on Darth's head. The Sith Lord stumbles back from the force of the blast to his cranium as Jaggeroth grabs his dreads and hauls him over to one of the glass log cabins. The crowd gets excited as Jaggeroth bends Darth over and places That Guy's head between his legs and raises his arms to signal the end. Darth summons his powers and flips the leviathan over, his hurt ankle gives out half way and he drops sending the Time Killer down through the cabin head first. Jaggeroth falls through the positioned tubes and lands on his neck as the glass showers over his head.

"The injured Darth makes a quick come back! Jaggeroth's landing didn't look to pleasant though."

"That one's going to be on the next Botchmania for sure."

Darth falls to his knees, his hand finds its way to his cut ankle. Jaggeroth's legs limp over the side of the box, his carcass prone from the vertical drop onto his head. Darth turns around and stands heading for the downed Time Killer. He pulls Jaggeroth's body out of the wreckage by the legs, his body slumps to the ground. Darth stomps away at Jaggeroth's chest. Jaggy coughs a few times as That Guy helps him up to his feet and back into the ring. That Guy gets busy as Jaggeroth lays face down on the ring. He grabs a bundle of tubes and lays them down near the corner of the ring. Jaggeroth is back up to his feet and coming at Darth in a daze, his fist wave around the air like a drunk. Darth plants his foot in Jaggeroth's bread basket and latches onto the foggy head of the Time Killer. Darth hooks both arms and lifts up with his mighty Sith strength then drops Jaggeroth's head across the bundle of tubes, Jaggy's face breaks through the bundle in a white puff of destruction.

"Darth is taking it to the Time Killer! There's a reason he's the KotDM!"

"This match is still far from over. Jaggeroth's a cook-en-a-up something good."


Darth stands and taunts the crowd for a few moments then turns away from Jaggeroth as he starts to set up something in the far corner. Jaggeroth is face down on the ground, a big white puff comes up from his face as he starts to get up and gets to the ropes to raise himself up. He strafes along the ropes over to one of the glass panes in the corner. Darth looks over his work in the corner and gives it a thumbs up as he turns around to grab the opponent he was expecting to be laying on the ground.His face turns to shock as the sight of Jaggeroth charging towards him with glass pane in hand becomes visible. The Time Killer lifts the pane up above his head then chucks it into Darth. That Guy falls on his back from the force of the blast as shards rain down on him. Jaggeroth inspects the area, a downed enemy surround by shards everywhere...Mazel tov. The Nebraskan Leviathan grabs Darth by the ankles as he yells to the crowd to look on. Darth's body is drug along the ground, the glass scrapes and cuts his back. Jaggeroth parades Darth around the ring, That Guy yells out in agony as the Time Killer laughs on at his pain. Letting go, Jaggeroth, stands above his opponent. That Guy turns to his side as the hard camera zooms in, his back is covered in blood and glass.

TBCB: Darth.

[TPK]

Jaggeroth breaths in and out, leering down at his own handy-work a feeling of satisfaction rushing through his body. The Psycho King grabs a chunk of DTG's sweet drenched locks and yanks him to his knees where he violently rips That Guy's shirt off of his body before hastily rolling him into the ring and following in behind him.

Fuzz: They are re-entering the ring, Normally that'd be a good thing but not in this match. Glass is a plenty here and believe you me it's certainly been getting used.

Big Al: Your powers of observation never cease to amaze me Fuzz, OF COURSE...glass is getting used here, it's a Glashouse Deathmatch for cryin' out loud.

Jagger forces DTG back to a stand and forces him back first into the glass free corner forcing shards of glass slightly deeper into The Sith Lord's back. Jaggeroth, getting some kind of sick pleasure from the blood leaking from Darth's back, pulls That Guy away from the corner before once again ramming him back into the turnbuckle getting a huge pop from the fans. Darth That Guy, with pain shooting through his back, fights back nailing Jagger in the gut with the sole of his boot, giving him enough room to get away from the corner. As DTG staggers away from Jagger bits of glass and blood fall from his back down to the canvas yet the same look of determination remains. That Guy and Jaggy briefly hook up, Darth quickly switches the hold into a side headlock, DTG starts to go for The Force Slam but Jaggy gets wise to this in a hurry and hits a bridging german, but the ref only manages a two before That Guy rolls away and breaks the pin attempt.

Fuzz: Wow, we almost saw The Sith Slam there, but Jaggy used his noodle and hit a nice looking Bridging German Suplex...the addition of the broken glass on the canvas couldn't have helped.

Big Al: Well, when it comes to destruction there is none better than Jaggeroth. The man is an artist when it comes to causing pain. You just keep watching this, you'll see.

Jagger gets to his feet and starts towards DTG who rolls quickly out of the ring and leans against the steel mesh for a moment and gets his head back in the right place. Jaggy hastily exits after That Guy and gets a right fist on the chin for his worries. Jagger, who was caught off guard by this punch, back peddles with That Guy in close pursuit. The Lord of The Sith grabs The Time Killer and whips him viciously to the side slamming him back first into the cage, with momentum on his side That Guy fires Jagger at one of the glass panes propped up in the corer of the cell. The Time Killer tries to stop himself, but his effort is in vain as he flies shoulder first through the large sheet of glass getting another positive response from the Total Carnage crowd. That Guy, not wanting to let Jaggeroth get back on the offensive, stumbles towards his glass covered opponent. Darth pulls Jagger to his feet and locks his arms around Jagger. Darth lifts, turns to the side, and falls on top of Jagger forcing him back first into the glass ridden arena floor with a loud thud.

Big Al: Ah what!? Jaggeroth can't possibly be getting man handled like this can he? It's just not possible Fuzz.

Fuzz: Of course it's "possible" Big Al, besides Darth That Guy is a pretty skilled competitor also. Don't forget that.

Big Al: Oh sure, I am sure he KILLS at Sci-Fi conventions Fuzz, but THIS is wrestling, and when it comes to wrestling I would put my money on Jaggeroth to beat Darth That Guy any day of the week.

DTG clenches the cage and pulls himself to a stand, looks down at Jaggeroth, and rolls back into the ring where he awaits Jaggeroth. Jagger, whose back is covered in a mix of blood and glass, gets to his feet and cocks his head at Darth Guy who waits for him in the ring, a light tube now in hand. Jaggeroth grins evilly under his mask and walks towards the ring, upon reaching the apron Jagger grabs a tube and slides into the ring. That Guy bum rushes Jagger but gets caught in the torso when Jagger pops to his feet and busts DTG in the ribs with his tube. Jagger now grabs DTG's tube and places it on his face before lining up his shot and stomping viciously on the tube breaking it across DTG's face and causing him to roll around on the glass covered floor as blood now flows from his face.

Big Al: WOW! That was just vicious, Jaggeroth laying a tube on That Guy's face and just stomping the hell out of it. That Guy won't last much longer here...it's gotta be hard fighting with a face full of glass shards for damn sure.

Fuzz: I hate to do it Big Al, but I kind of agree with you. That Guy has a face full of glass bits, that's gotta effect your vision among other things. If Jagger capitalizes on this he could very well walk away the new champion.

tbc

[Jaggeroth]

Jaggeroth lifts DTG up to his feet and twists the arm and ducks under and over. He keeps That Guy to his side with the arm wrench. Jaggeroth holds onto the wrist with both arms twisting the palm of Darth upwards in a very unnatural position causing That Guy to fall to a knee. The foot of the Time Killer finds its way into Darth's nose, as it bounces off it comes up and thrusts itself into the side of Darth's head. That Guy falls onto his stomach and slowly tries to get himself up while Jaggeroth rips off his tattered and bloody shirt.

"The Time Killer takes control again in this match up. Darth's face is going to feel that one in the morning."

"Yes, and now Jaggeroth is giving back to our female demographic!"

"I think you just caught the gay my friend."

Jaggeroth throws his shirt out of the ring and turns his attention back over to Darth, That Guy is up to his feet already and walking around like a drunk on St. Patty's day. Seeing his opponent in a daze,Jaggeroth, comes up and swings in a wide arch. Cunning DTG is...He ducks under the punch and wraps his arms around the waist of the Time Killer and lifts Jaggy off his feet. Jaggeroth comes down with his twigs and berries landing on top of Darth's knee. Jaggy jumps back and falls to his knees while his hands try to release the endorphins building up inside his sack. DTG grabs Jaggeroth up and throws the Time Killers arm over his shoulder while grabbing onto his pants. Darth lifts Jaggeroth up and pushes forward sending the Leviathan's legs split over the top ropes. For good measure, Darth, punches Jaggeroth in his tea bag only adding to the testicle torture on Jaggeroth's swollen nads. As Darth backs up Jaggeroth tilts his head over the side of the ring and spits up his lunch. Darth grabs another bundle of tubes and places them on the ground in front of him then gets up on the middle rope. He turns around with Jaggeroth's chin resting on his shoulder, a second of preparation later and both men are in the air. Jaggeroth's body is jerked forward suddenly and off the ring post, a second later his chin bounces off Darth's shoulder while his chest rips through the glass tube bundle.

"OMG! Sith Cutter, and on a pile of tubes no less!"

"The Time Killer really needs to score more offense here, his nuts took quite a pounding to."

Darth lays on his back, the impact from the Sith Cutter took a tole on him as well. A few moments pass as Jaggeroth lays lifeless on the broken pile of glass Darth drove him through chest first. He lifts himself from the pile, a small puddle of blood drops from his chest plopping onto the mess underneath him. Darth gets back up and drags Jaggeroth by the hair with him. The Time Killer grabs onto the Sith's face and holds on with his thumb in the eye socket, Jaggeroth leads him over to the ropes and with a grunt tosses him over. Darth spills over the ropes then lands on the ground with a sudden thud, Jaggeroth follows him out and lands on the ground next to him. The Time Killer takes Darth by the dread locks and leads him over to the glass tube cabin near the cell entrance. Darth tries to power out of the Time Killer's grasp only to receive a knee in the jaw for his troubles. Jaggeroth positions Darth in front of the cabin and reaches under the Sith Lord and places his arm between Darth's legs, Jaggeroth crouches down then powers up with Darth sitting on his shoulder. With his hand clamping on Darth's stomach, Jaggeroth, slams Darth down sending him crashing through the light tube covered box.

"BATTLE LUST! A move like that can be a real tide turner especially if you put them through a light tube cabin."

"What's Jaggeroth doing? He's waving his hand for something."

Jaggeroth is motioning to the back for someone to come out, a few seconds pass then the titan tron lights up a bright pink. A man in an over the top pimp outfit starts strutting his way down the ramp. He gets to the cell with his hands in the air taunting the crowd. Jaggeroth reaches through the cell and grabs him by the collar and pulls him in, brief words are shared between the men and the Pimp hands Jaggeroth a small laced up bag. The Time Killer walks back over to Darth's glass encrusted corpse and starts to pull him out as the Pimp walks over to commentary.

"Who the hell is this guy? Hey what the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Hello gents, Grimy C. Whiskey here, manager to the stars."

"I guess we're getting a new commentary partner. A step up from the blatant homosexual I usually deal with I'd have to say."

The two Fighty fighty persons are back in the ring, Jaggeroth is unlacing his bag while DTG tries to stand up against the ropes. The wounds on Darth's back are getting worse as the match raged on. Taking a hand full of white powder out of the bag, Jaggeroth, starts to pour it onto Darth's back. Darth screams out in agony, the powder is then slapped onto his back and smeared around by The Psycho King.

"OMG, What the hell is that stuff?"

"Mostly salt, I may have sprinkled a little lye in there for good measure. Jaggy is a pretty wicked sombitch I tell ya."

TBCB: Darth

[TPK]

Grimy points at DTG's plight and chuckles to himself as his client lays in a boot to the ribs for good measure. With DTG in too much anguish to fight back Jagger lifts him up and whips him forth towards the steel mesh of the cell. That Guy, unable to stop himself, smacks torso first into the cell, his head snaps back and he falls limply to the ground right after.

Grimy: Shit, sucka wanna throw down with Jaggy. Honky be trippin y'all.

Fuzz: Come again?

Big Al: Fuzzy, you continue to surprise me. The man said that Darth That Guy is crazy if he wants to fight Jaggeroth, seriously learn some street my friend.

Grimy: Word!

The Jagtastic One lifts That Guy to his feet and places a hand on each side of Darth's face, he then forces his face into the steel mesh and begins to grind back and forth shredding That Guy's skin and getting a measure of revenge on his opponent in the process. That Guy, in a last ditch effort, throws his leg behind him nailing Jaggeroth once again in his marble sack causing him to gasp, cup his balls, and fall to his knees.

Grimy: Ah hell nah, a shot in the happy sack aint gangsta! Darth That FOO is more like it, amiright?

Big Al: Well, under normal circumstances I might be inclined to agree with. But as were, I don't. It's just the way this match has unfolded.

Fuzz: Besides, after all the stuff we have seen in this match...a nut shot is nothing. Sure it hurts, but it's no worse than LITERALLY putting salt in a mans wounds.

Grimy: Yeah, and some lye...lye is some gangsta ass shit ya'll!

That Guy picks up one of the log cabins and slides into the ring with it, he walks to mid ring, sets it down, and lies in wait for his opponent. Jaggeroth gets to a stand, a sharp pain surging through his nut sack due to the constant abuse it's taken in the last few minutes of the match. Jag takes a deep breath and gets into the ring where That Guy leers at him malicious intent evident in his sadistic grin. Jaggeroth starts forward but gets stopped in his track when DTG holds his hand out in the air and chokes the air, Jaggeroth claws wildly at his throat but fights forward towards Darth That Guy. Jaggy manages to make it a little past the log cabin when That Guy thrusts his hand forward causing Jaggeroth to flop onto his back and crush the cabin with his back breaking it into hundreds of tiny little glass shards.

Fuzz: What in the hell was that? Did he just use The Force? Hmm...well I guess the force IS strong with this one.

Grimy: That FOO sho is one crazy cracka. Goin an usin Da Force like that.

Big Al: Also, bad joke Fuzz...just awful. Granted it fits this situation but come on, it was WAY too obvious. Still, I will say I am quite impressed by his show of FORCE.

Fuzz: And that was better? That was like...the same thing man.

That Guy groggily approaches Jaggeroth and attempts a pin, Jaggeroth however has different plans and rolls That Guy up catching The Ref off guard. The ref takes a moment to get into place and is a fraction of a second away from three before That Guy kicks out pissing Jaggy off something fierce. Jaggeroth gets to his feet like a rocket shooting off into space and is in the ref's face in no time, the ref pulls at his shirt but Jagger, knowing he can't get DQd in this match, just pops him once in the face making him fall down to the glass covered mat in the process. Jaggy, proud of his ref bashing tactic, turns around and is shocked to see DTG standing right in front of him, The Sith Lord lands a swift kick into the guts of The Time Killer before synching him up and attempting to lift him in the air. That Guy is too winded to lift the larger Fighty fighty person and Jaggy counters by dropping his weight down to the mat dropping Darth skull first into the canvas with a nasty looking DDT.

Fuzz: Ouch, that looked like a bad landing! Darth That Guy could be out of it, but the ref is in no position to count!

Grimy: What the motherfuck, I can count that shit if need be, it's an easy one...two...damn I knew I shoulda learned me some maff...OH YEAH THREE!

Big Al: PLEASE, tell me that was a joke. It was wasn't it?

Grimy: Of course it was, what you think I is man? I can count!

Jaggeroth immediately rolls over onto That Guy but sees the ref is out of it, remembering what happened to the ref makes Jag angry yet a little whimsical all at the same time. He then gets up slaps the ref full force across the face and recovers DTG prompting the ref to get into position once again to make the count.

TBC