Match no. 2 Wreckingball vs. Soundlab. Ref- Alex.

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

JP: Well.....both Rhaps and Rey Rey gave it all, but there could only be one winner....the audience.
Ray: It was truly an awesome match, from two of Saturday Night Revelation's most high-flying superstars.
JP: Well Saturday night isn't just about the high flying awesomeness...
Ray: What?
JP: That's more of a Wednesday thing. Saturdays are GHW's more extreme night.
Ray: Well the Saturday show does have more hospitalisations...
JP: Yeah....we make every other federation look like children in a paddling pool.
Ray: So who's up next? Jake....? Vladdy-waddy?
JP: No, it's Wreckingball and Soundlab. With Alex as a guest referee.
Ray: Oh. A painted freak and well...a regular freak. Alex is hot though. I'm going to sleep.
JP: It should be an interesting match. Wreckingball and Soundlab hate each other.
Ray: So no chance of a cuddle then.

The arena darkens, and the Titantron lights up, white words on black, while at the bottom of the arena, stage fog pumps invisibly into the arena, forming a blanket ringside, and slowly creeping up the entrance ramp...

"He knows no mercy...and he would ask for none!"
A clip of Wreckingball slamming Jake down, with the Wreckingball Bomb and pinning him....
"He only knows anger...and the desire to do what is right!"
A clip of Wreckingball fighting ELD, and the two men joking around in the ring, in between fighting.
"Join him....or be utterly destroyed!"
A clip of the New Era, playing to the crowds.
"100% destruction, 100% of the time!"

As soon as the words "He knows no mercy...and he would ask for none!" appear, the crowd begin cheering, loudly.
Crowd: Wreckingball! Wreckingball!

As that screen fades, the beginning of "Mothership" by Enter Shikari begins to play, and a curtain of pyrotechnics shoot up from either side of the arena entrance. Gold and red sparks scatter across the entrance ramp, as the arena lights begin pulsing orange and red...

Vocals (shouted): "Go tell all your friends that this is the end! Go tell all your friends that this is the end!"

As the vocals begin, the Human Wreckingball steps out from behind the scattering pyrotechnic curtain....he looks up, at the crowd and grins, before saluting them.
Human Wreckingball is wearing his wraparound sunglasses, black baggy pants and boots- both with red and yellow flame detail...and a "New Era" shirt with the sleeves cut off. (New Era shirt- Wreckingball/ Rhaps/ Desperado/ Skorpio on the front, "The New Era" in red spraypaint style print on the back.)

As Wreckingball salutes the crowd, a huge line of red and orange pyrotechnic explosions roars down the entry ramp, culminating in all four turnbuckles simultaneously bursting into red and orange flame.

Wreckingball grins and begins making his way down the entrance ramp, shaking hands with the crowd, and joking with them, signing autographs, posing for photos, talking to them a lot as well.

Wreckingball enters the ring and picks up a microphone.

Wreckingball: Yo...whats up GHW?
Crowd: Yay!
Wreckingball: I'm glad you're feeling pretty great, I know I am! Because tonight.....the least scary "clowns" in existence, get a lot less scary. Now of course I'm talking about "The Dark Carnival", Soundlab. A one man carnival doesn't sound very funny, I know. And you'd be right, because Soundlab has no sense of humour.

(Crowd laugh....)

Wreckingball: Who knows, maybe if you're all very nice to him, he might let me throw a couple of pies at him instead of punches?

(Crowd laugh again...)

Wreckingball: Being serious though....My friends and I made him look less like a clown...and more like a fool...on Sunday. Well tonight I get to finish the job! And do you all know why!? Because I am the Human Wreckingball- and Soundlab....is scheduled for demolition!

Crowd: Wreckingball! Wreckingball!

Ray: He has too many fans. They should like the bad boys.
JP: Well...Wreckingball has charisma. So neugh.

TBC

[soundlab]

Tilt-a-whirl by ICP hits

The arena light start to flicker between red and off as red smoke fills the ramp. Soundlab steps out onto the stage with his head is down his dreadlocks covering his face. He is wearing baggy cut off jeans and his black and white motorbike jacket.

As HW stands in the ring looking up the ramp at his opponent. SL lifts his hand to his hair and pulls it off staring back at HW.

JP: what the hell

Ray: Its that tramp GI Ho

JP: where the hell is soundlab and why is the hardcore ho dressed like her man.

Ray: ERR JP

wreckingball stands and stares at GI Ho for a second before turning around. Soundlab has sneaked up from behind and head butts wreackingball square between the eyes sending him to the mat with blood streaming from his nose.

(OOC:is this hard core rules or not)

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

OOC: It's a plain singles. So no weed whacker for you And the match hasn't started yet....Alex is refereeing it.

JP: Look at that ****, trying to get one over on Wreckingball like that!
Ray: I think it's sexy....

Wreckingball stands up, and backs off, waiting for Alex to come out and begin the match. Wreckingball is attacked repeatedly by Soundlab, with flurries of punches and kicks....but Wreckingball blocks them all easily, as he is only concentrating on defending himself and not fighting back. Soundlab eventually backs off, into the far corner and the two men stare at each other, with hatred in their eyes....

JP: I don't think this is going to be a pretty match....
Ray: It might be a mighty sexy one though....

Wreckingball: Soundlab....you got a chance to go now, before Alex gets out here. I'm not going to do anything to you....until that bell rings. And when it does....the only way you'll be getting out of here is on a stretcher. Like last time, clownboy...

Wreckingball waits for Alex to come out of the back, whilst watching Soundlab carefully....

JP: These two men really hate each other... although after what happened on Sunday who can blame them?
Ray: I think they should both come back to mine for some make up s.....
JP: NO!
Ray: But GI Ho's quite nice too....
JP: That's not surprising....she looks like a man too.

Wreckingball and Soundlab still wait for Alex to come out from backstage.......

TBC Alex....to get the match started....

[Alex Stall]

The lights dim out and the fans begin to cheer loudly knowing whats coming. The light strobes a time or two as Wreckingball and Soundlab look out to the entrance ramp waiting for the referee to come down to the ring.

Nightwish: I Wish I Had An Angel For One Moment Of Love! I Wish I Had Your Angel Tonight!

Comes over the PA as I Wish I Had An Angel by Nightwish plays. The intro plays as the lights strobe wildly and everyone looks around wondering whats going on. A shower of sparks falls over the entrance as the intro plays on. The first verse hits and a pyro blasts stopping the waterfall and the lights kick up into a yellow hue. Alex Stall does a back hand spring out of the entrance and lands spinning around onto his knee. He holds up four fingers on each hand then makes them into a pair of wings and places them over his heart.

Lizzie: And last, tonight's Special Guest Referee! From Toronto Ontario Canada, weighing in at 187 lbs. One half of the Forsaken Angels Tag Team and the Canadian Angel Himself! Alex Stall!!

Alex spins up and runs down the ramp, wearing a black shirt with "Special Guest Ref' on it, a pair of ripped up blue jeans, and his converse on. Alex claps hands with the fans on the way down to the ring and slides in under the bottom rope and hops up quickly. Alex holds up the four fingers again then asks for a microphone. He shakes both Soundlab and Wreckingball's hands in a show of respect and walks to the middle of the ring. Alex holds the mic to his lips and smiles.

Alex: Hello everyone and now it's time to get this match under way, Wreckingball, Soundlab, you two know the rules, this is a straight up Singles match, so no weapons or interference. That means you too GI Ho, stay out of this or there will be hell to pay. Now, I want a good clean fight, so, let's rumble boys!

Alex calls for the bell to ring and the fans light up with cheers and boos for all three men. Alex backs off from the two men, watching them and GI Ho intently, poised to call the match fairly.

TBCB: Wreckingball or Soundlab

((Dont go having me attack each other, if I see an angle I want to use, I'll use it myself, other than that, I'm just the ref, not a contestant.))

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

The bell rings....

JP: This could be a one sided match...
Ray: It's a shame it's not hardcore, I mean these two men hate each other...and Soundlab's so sexy with a pipe...
JP: Well, it's singles. I know Wreckingball can't swing a chair for **** but he is one of the best technical Fighty fighty persons in the federation.
Ray: Oh, I'm swooning. Not.

As soon as the bell rings, Soundlab jumps to the top and delivers a flying clothesline to Wreckingball.... and it connects, but Wreckingball catches Soundlab on the way down, and rolls over, smashing Soundlab to the mat. Wreckingball is almost instantly sitting on top of him, delivering a series of brutal, bone rattling punches to his face and chest...and very rapidly, large purple bruises begin to appear on his body.

Wreckingball eventually stops punching Soundlab...and drags him to his feet. Wreckingball prepares to Irish-whip him into the turnbuckle. Wreckingball whips him, but Soundlab jumps up the turnbuckle, twists round, and delivers a dropkick to Wreckingball's chest, sending Wreckingball staggering backwards. Soundlab follows this up with a punch to the stomach, causing Wreckingball to fold over, and a DDT, bringing both men to the floor.

JP: Oh this is brutal!

Soundlab turns Wreckingball over, and lies across his chest.

Alex then rushes over....

Alex: ONE!

Wreckingball lifts his shoulder...then the rest of his body, as Soundlab reluctantly climbs off....

Wreckingball lifts Soundlab up into the air with both hands around his throat...and holds him there, Soundlab dangling and trying to kick away...

Alex: One....Two....Three....Four...

BOOM! Wreckingball jumps forward and holds on, hurling Soundlab down to the mat with both hands. Wreckingball jumps up, and then jumps again, throwing himself down onto Soundlab's body. The ring shakes with the impact, as the crowd cheer...

Crowd: Wreckingball! Wreckingball!

Wreckingball climbs up slowly, one foot on Soundlab's chest, and salutes the crowd.

Soundlab, however...drags Wreckingball's leg downward, pulling Wreckingball to the floor, and kicks out, into Wreckingball's stomach....

TBC

[Vladimir T. Strife]

match ended