MV. vs. TPK

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The Charging Glory Championship has just came to and both superstars are ushered out of the arena to the backstage area. Just then before the fans have a chance of fully coming down from such an exciting championship match the big screen flickers to life as this music begins to play.



The feed shows intense moments in both TPK and Matt Violence’s career. Then large red text appear on the screen.

“TONIGHT HELL WILL BURN TEN TIMES HOTTER!”

As the letter fade new ones pop up.

“AS TWO OF THE MOST HARDCORE Fighty fighty personS GO TOE-TO-TOE!”

“FOR THE LAST TIME!”

“TO PROVE WHO IS THE MOST HARDCORE!”

“ONCE
AND
FOR ALL!”

The music stops and the fans cheer, ready to see some real hardcore action.

“Ladies and gentlemen the following match is a ‘Pre-NexuS Deathmatch! The rules are as followed. There is not time limit, no disqualifications and no count-outs. The only way to win is by pin fall, submissions are ineffective. As you can see, just like in the NeXuS deathmatch itself there are two metal trashcans filled with an assortment of weapons that the Fighty fighty persons can use at their discretion.”

“SCREAM!”

"Introducing first, the challenger, Maaaaaaaaaatt VIOLEEEENCE! "

The oh-so familiar scream intimating Matt Violence’s arrival echoes throughout the arena and the fans show their distaste towards his recent demeanors. Calmly he comes from backstage and slowly strides towards the ring, picks up a mic and speaks.

“A wise man once said ‘Sometimes by losing a battle you find a new way to win the war.’ I lost the first battle between TPK and I, but tonight I will win the war!”


He gives the mic to Coors and waits for TPK.

((OOC: Will color and all in a little bit, kind of busy.))

[TPK]

The crowd becomes exstatic as Sweating Bullets by Megadeth begins to play over the PA. Matt Violence now begins pacing back and forth, a look of rage in his eyes as he waits for TPK to get into the ring.

Coors: And his opponent, from The Asylum. Standing six feet two inches tall, weighing two hundred and forty-five pounds The Psycho KID!

A brief moment later TPK comes bursting out onto the top of the ramp, this time however his usual companion Pressila is not with him. TPK wears his silver tights, with black barbed wire pattern winding up both legs, a pair of black boots, and a Return of the Jedi T-Shirt. Psycho casually strolls down the ramp, watching amusedly as Matt Violence stares a hole right through him. TPK cracks a goofy grin and continues toward the ring, once he is to the bottom of the ramp he is blindsided. Matt Violence dashes for the ropes, leaps between the top and middle rope, using his body as a torpedo that finds it's mark right through TPK. Matt positions himself atop TPK and begins dropping bombs, the ref quickly calls for the bell and the match officially begins.


Matt O: Violence not wasting any time, he's obviously pissed at Psycho. Nice tactic, making sure he gets the upper hand early.

Hughes: Lucky for him it wasn't me, if I were fighting him that move would've never worked. Also, thumbs up to The Psycho Kid...fucking love the Return of the Jedi shirt, classic.

Coors: The Psycho Kid is usually at a disadvantage at some point in the match, he's a decent Fighty fighty person no doubt. But, it's his ability to take a beating that makes him so well suited to this hardcore style. Look for him to use that experience here.

TBC by Matt
(GOOD LUCK MAN )

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The relentless Matt Violence lives up to his name as he just pummels his rival with sharp, powerful lefts and rights. TPK desperately tries to deflect the blows, by holding his arms in front of his face, but it’s to no avail as Matt is able to land most of the punches, stealthily sneaking them through the gaps in the Psychotic One’s “shield”. Eventually Matt decides he’s had enough of the pounding his foe’s face in and pushes himself to a stand, whilst bellowing out a war cry. The fans respond negatively, jeering at Matt, who seems impervious to their booing as he ignores them all whilst sliding into the ring. His small, beady eyes narrow in on the two trash can that sit in the center of the ring, mimicking that of the NeXuS Deathmatch. Eagerly, Matt makes his way to the trashcans and begins to dig around for just the right “toy” that he might find the most expedient in causing immense pain and suffering to the Fighty fighty person he fervently wants to prove he can beat. MV’s eyes widen and grow bright, much like a groom’s would do when he fist lays eyes on his bride, when he pulls out his weapon of choice. As he turns around the former Golden Ticket Winner holds the staple gun high above his head for all to see, while pulling the trigger a few times sending staples soaring aimlessly through the air, before dropping silently on the canvas.

“On no! It looks like Matt is set on doing some damage to The Psycho Kid.”
“It sure does seem that way, and that stable gun is surely the way to go.”
“That‘s Matt Violence for you. Never afraid to get right down to the nitty gritty.”

Matt hastily exit’s the ring, baring the stapling device in his right hand. A smile arouses on the face of the demented, determined Violence as he watches TPK begin to crawl away, on his hands and knees. With out the slightest bit of remorse on his mug, MV steps forward presses the tool against the lower back of his foe and squeezes hard on the trigger. A loud resounding pop from the trigger clicking in echoes as the pointed metal is sent piercing through TPK’s shirt and easily though his skin; stapling the Asylum native’s Star Wars shirt to his flesh. The staple sends a shockwave of pain throughout the entire back of TPK, which becomes manifest as he drops flat on the ground, screaming and reaching fervently for the metal penetrating through his skin trying frantically to pluck the splintering metal from his skin. Matt devilishly kicks on his foe’s ass, completely flattening the Psycho Kid on the concrete floor before mounting on his back, no unlike the way a Cowboy would his horse. MV weaves his fingers around the follicles of his hardcore opponent’s hair, then presses the cold metal against the skull of TPK, ready to blast a staple right though his scalp. Anticipating the imminent dangers, the Waffle Maker’s husband kips up the way a bull would when trying to get Barta Bull off of him, which leaves Matt lunging forward involuntarily. The gun goes flying from Matt’s grasps and Matt crashes face first on the bottom of the entrance ramp, smacking against the cold metal harshly.

Like out of any good action movie, Matt begins to hastily crawl towards the weapon, but TPK pounces on his foes back, holding him down and stopping him just short of the gun. TPK then begins to crawl over Matt’s body, extending his hand out for the gun himself and just as his fingers brush the handle, he feels hands wrap around his ankle and begins to be lugged away from the wanted weapon. With Matt still holding on to his foe’s foot, the Waffle Lover turns on his back and uses his free foot to rattle Matt’s brain with a devastating kick to the dome. As a result of the swift upward kick, Matt staggers back with his right arm nursing his skull. TPK now takes off in a wild crawl away from Matt making a last ditch effort to procure the gun. Matt hastily shakes the cob webs from his head, then charges for his adversary, gripping him from behind with a fistful of his hair; peeling him off the ground and to his knees. The Psychotic One spins around and to the surprise of MV he is wielding the staple gun in his right hand, then presses it against Violence’s left quadriceps, before pulling the trigger sending the sharp, bent shard of metal through MV’s pant leg and through his tender skin. A scream spills from Matt’s gaping mouth, as he pulls his knee up to his chest, tending to the wound. Just then, TPK stands up, cocks his hand back which contains the gun and swings it wilding through the air, hitting Matt right up-side the head. The fans cheer wildly for TPK as Matt Violence drops like a sack of potatoes to the concrete floor from the “pistol” whip.

“Now that had to hurt. Not only did TPK just shoot Matt with a staple, he clocked him right in the head with the base of that metal weapon!”
“Man, let me tell you I‘ve been in plenty of hardcore match with TPK and theres a reason Matt has and NEVER will beat this man. He‘s simply brutal and quick on his feet as we just saw!”

TBC:TPK
((OOC: Will edit out the grammatical mistakes later, way too tired atm.))

[TPK]

TPK jokingly blows into the staple gun, before handing it to a fan and walking around toward the other side of the ring. TPK forages under the ring, obviously looking for something specific, he finally comes up with a tube of super glue. He quickly walks back towards MV, lifts his shirt, and rubs a little of the glue onto his back. TPK then quickly presses four quarters down onto the quickly drying glue, getting a chuckle from the crowd.

Matt O: Hmm, I guess this makes Matt a quarterback now?

Ryan Hughes: Nah, he seems more like a wide receiver to me...what, I'm just saying!

Fuzz: Thank God Ray White wasn't here to hear that.

TPK keeps the now wiggling Matty V pinned to the ground, keeping a knee pressed into the back of his neck. Once the glue is good and dried, TPK removes his knee, and starts to get up but is met with a blatant punch to the sack. Matt yells something at his opponent, and grins as The Psycho begins gingerly clutching his marbles. MV insultingly slaps The Psycho Kid on the back of the head, lifts him part of the way to his feet, and slides him under the bottom rope. Matt, having made sure TPK's head was still sticking out of the ring, lines up his elbow with the bridge of TPK's nose and brings it crashing down. TPK cringes and let's out an audible groan, before rolling the rest of the way into the ring and sitting up. MV quickly rolls into the ring, pops to a stand, and slams the tip of his boot right into Psycho's spine. The shock causes TPK to arch his back and scoot forward, Matt doesn't let him get far however. The Hand of Violence grabs a chunk of TPK's auburn locks, Violence then lifts upward pulling TPK to his feet by the hair. Matt keeps a firm grip on TPK's hair, Psycho struggles to get free but it doesn't seem like it's going to happen. Violence drags TPK around the ring by the hair, seemingly getting some sort of sick amusement out of it. TPK finally manages to free himself from Matt's iron grip, all be it with a few less hairs. Matt tries quickly to get some offense going, but TPK cuts him short by drilling him in the gut with a heavy boot. TPK grabs Matt by his shoulders, runs him toward the nearest corner, and tosses him into one of the trash cans bending it slightly.

Matt O: You know that broke something, and you just know whatever it broke is coming out as a weapon later.

Hughes: Damn well better, GHW paid good money for those weapons, they better use them.

Fuzz: Well, I agree. I'd like to see weapon use, but I honestly doubt they use every single weapon in that ring. Though, I wouldn't put it past them.

Psycho digs around in the can, he begins randomly tossing weapons out of it. A bedpan, a screwdriver, and finally a silver Zippo. The Psycho Kid then turns to go towards another one of the cans, but has his legs taken out from under him by Matt Violence. Psycho's head crashes into the bedpan, a blunted thud is heard as the crowd begins to moan. MV pulls half of a light tube out of the can, the other half being broken by him when he clanged into it moments ago. Moving casually towards the downed Psycho Kid, Matt V. slowly begins swinging his tube to and fro. Matt stops once he reaches TPK's upper body, he then places the tube right next to Psycho's face, pulls it up over his shoulders, and swings downward much like any good golf swing. The tube makes contact with the back of TPK's head and shatters immediately getting a small pop from a portion of the crowd, and a boo from the other.

Fuzz: Oh man! That has got to hurt, Matt Violence with a swing that'd make Tiger Woods look bad.

Hughes: Yeah, that may be true. But I think Tiger is concentration more on his up and down game if you catch my drift. Ah who am I kidding, look at our fans...yo dumb ass at home, I'm talking about sex.

Matt O: Yeah, anyway. I think The Psycho Kid may have been cut a little there. Don't think it's anything that'll keep him out. But, it's really something to keep an eye on. If Matt Violence sees that, you know damn well he's going to exploit it.

TBC