Wreckingball shares something with the fans....

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

*Commercial fades out*

JP: What an announcement from Mr. Diamond, earler tonight.
Ray: He's a patriot....and a sexy patriot as well....
JP: Ray...stop it. He looked in a good mood for someone who'd spent eight hours in a psychiatric prison.....

The arena lights dim, and a shower of red, blue and yellow sparks cover the stage as blue and red lights sweep the audience.....as the opening riff to "Take A Look Around- Mission Impossible: 2 " begins playing, and clips of Wreckingball's career begin playing....

JP: Oh, this just isn't funny any more. When did GHW just become a toy for the Coven and Wreckingball to fight over?
Ray: I think Trickshot's going to be quite ****ed about this......but he's quite, quite sexy when he's angry.

About nine-tenths of the crowd are on their feet, chanting "Wreckingball! Wreckingball".....but a very vocal minority are booing him quite loudly....

Ray: Finally....someone's booing Wreckingball! This really is quite hilarious. Ahahahah.

When the main guitar riff kicks in, Wreckingball steps out from behind the curtain of pyro and raises both arms to the crowd...the cue for both sides of the ramp to explode into blue and red flames.....

Wreckingball is wearing a New York Giants jersey, as well as tracksuit pants. On his head, he is now wearing a black bandanna, with a blue lightning-bolt pattern...

When the flames die down, Wreckingball walks down the ramp, savouring the reaction from the crowd, and shaking hands with as many of the fans as possible, signing autographs and posing for photographs.

Wreckingball walks over to the announcers table.
Wreckingball: Stop cowering, Ray, Im not going to do anything. Can I just have a microphone? Please....!?
Thankyou.

Wreckingball gets into the ring:

Most of the crowd are on their feet applauding.....but some are still booing heavily. One man is holding up a placard- "Jake Diamond....Defending Our Freedoms. Human Wreckingball- Demolishing them, one by one!"

Wreckingball begins speaking: Yo....whats up GHW? (Fans: Yay! Vocal minority: Better before you showed up!) I must admit....I'm in an excellent mood myself......because tonight......I'm going to show you what happens to people who get in the way of the Human Wreckingball- or his friends. Roll film!

*A video plays on the Titantron, showing Vlad's locker room getting torn apart.....then cutting to medical orderlies dragging the Coven away to a psychiatric hospital*

Wreckingball: I hear one of them's still under heavy sedation....I'm sure he needs the rest. After all, being a coward's a tough job.....persuading all your "friends" to attack three defenceless men....

(Most of the crowd laugh. The Coven's fans start booing heavily)

Wreckingball: Oh.....I see some people disagree with me. I'm guessing you're agreeing with Jake's little diatribe earlier......well you know....he was right. I am against freedom of speech....if freedom of speech means coming out here, insulting everyone who paid to come see this show....insulting their families, and everything else about them!

Because....unlike Diamond, or the rest of that bunch of steroid-heads....I care for my fans. I genuinely do care for my fans...and also for my fellow superstars. I am not going to stand by, while people get jumped in the corridors, or attacked in their rooms!

I am sick, and f***ing tired of the Coven, and others trying to take over this company for their own personal gain. I know I can count on my three good friends, ELD....Crazy Boy...and Rhaps. I know they can count on me as well- but I'm inviting anyone else out there as well. If you care about GHW as a company for the fans.....I'm here waiting.

TBC by anyone else who's interested....?

[Rhaps]

Rhaps' music hits the PA and he walks down the ramp with a strait jacket in one hand and a microphone in the other. Rhaps stops at the end of the ramp and poses for the fans, who audibly cheer for him while the vocal minority continue to show their support for the Coven.

Rhaps shakes some of the fans hands, emulating Human Wreckingball, then after a brief continuation of posing he enters the ring while Wreckingball looks at him in a confused state.

Rhaps: I've got a little present for you Wreckingball. I managed to get the strait jacket that they used to on Vlad. I hear he's still safely locked away in his padded cell.

Rhaps, and the majority of the fans laugh while those loyal to the Coven show their displeasure at the joke. Rhaps hands the strait jacket to Human Wreckingball and continues to speak.

Rhaps: The reason that I'm here is that I'm sick of the Coven too, and I haven't been back that long. And if anyone besides those interested in stopping the Coven come down to the ring, say the Coven themselves, then two men are much better than one in a fight.

tbc

[Vladimir T. Strife]

A dragon appears on the titantron and snaps it's teeth viciously, followed by an explosion of sparks fires up from the stage, 'Like Hell' by Loudness begins to play as Draigon steps out from the back and begins to move foot to foot quickly, like a highknee running in place, then runs down to the ring and jumps into the ring, coming in between the bottom and middle rope and rolling on his back on the mat and coming up to his feet.

Draigon turns to a confused Rhaps and Human Wreckingball and sticks his hand out as a signal of joining the cause.

The audience cheers him loudly, loving the man's acrobatic abilities.

Up on the titantron, it cuts to a shaky picture of a morgue.

The image then switches to that of a female news reporter reading the news.

"In breaking news, Hell has been unleashed. Vladimir Strife patiently await release from a psychiatric prison, upon which, he will bring destruction to all who stand within his path. The 10-0 undefeated Hardcore Champion is dangerous and should be regarded as humanoid disaster.. a threat to all in his path. The true question though is where will he strike first. The answer... Anthony Takiyota. VTS News offers it's condolences ahead of time and we will continue our coverage of your impending doom."

A message comes up on the screen, white jagged letters.

'There Are Far Worse Things Than Death...'

As the screen returns to black, part of the audience cheers, having become fans of Vladimir following the electric pool match.

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

Wreckingball grins at Rhaps....then at Draigon.

Wreckingball: There are, indeed far worse things than death. I think being slowly eaten alive by insects would be up there........but on the grand list of things worse than death.....I don't see the Coven at all. I would probably rate them at "Mild Nuisance" level.....

Anyways, Draigon.....it would be an honour. We're always looking for people who care about the fans.....heck if that little show was anything to go by, you're going to do very well.

*Wreckingball shakes Draigons hand firmly* Welcome onboard.

Wreckingball: And as for this....*Wreckingball holds the straight jacket up into the air*....all I need to say is that Rhaps managed to outdo himself once again. I mean, not even I would have thought to bring his strait jacket down to the ring......excellent work. I just feel sorry for the poor guy who had to pry it off him!

*Crowd laugh and cheer*

Wreckingball: Seriously, though. I can think of a whole list of people who'd be welcome down in the ring, at this very moment. I mean, it's always good to see Crazy Boy, and ELD down here, and I know that both of them think the Coven are a pain in the ass as well. Then, there's Antony Takiyota. I know that he's probably laughing in his locker room, after that little performance, but if he wants to join us, he's more than welcome. I can think of lots of other people who might be interested in stopping the Coven....and restoring normalcy...well....what passes for normalcy here in GHW.

*Crowd laugh*

Wreckingball *shouts*: You will remember us! You will remember us...as the men who went to every length for the fans....for the people who count!


JP: I really don't know. Jake Diamond spent all that time badmouthing him.....and Wreckingball still has most of the crowd just eating out of his hand!


TBC anyone in ring or anyone else interested.

OOC: This is really good. I will award karma appropriately.

[Dave Carter]

The scene shortly cuts to somewhere backstage, showing Dave Carter standing with a cup of coffee in front of a TV and looking at the action in the ring. He smiles while looking at all these talks, but then he starts shaking his head and talking to himself

Dave Carter
Nah, I shouldn't do it. It's not even my....

A huge grin appears in Dave's face, as a crazy thought comes to his mind

Dave Carter
...But on the other hand, I wouldn't be I if I wouldn't do it...

Dave then takes a sip of his coffee and takes out his cell phone. He dials the number and starts talking.

Dave Carter
Ricky? Listen, find Katie, get yourself a car and meet me at the gardening store. What for? Oh, you'll see, you'll see...

Dave turns around and walks away, while the scene cuts back to the ring again.

TBC by whoever

OOC: Don't mind this post now, you'll soon see what this is about

[Jake Diamond/Pavor Nocturnus]

The lights in the arena change to the colors of red, white, and blue as "Remedy" by Seether blares over the PA. The crowd stand up in anticipation as the entrance tunnel is filled with sparks and Jake's silhouette appears. "Jake Sucks" and "U.S.A." chants echo from the audience as Jake casually walks out with a mic in hand and draped with the American flag across his shoulders and back.

JP: Here comes America's self proclaimed future Ray, and... why does he look so happy?

Ray: He sure does look good dressed with those colors.

Jake stays put on the entrance stage and observes Draigon, Human Wreckingball, and Rhaps from afar. He laughs out loud as chants of "Jake Sucks" and "U.S.A." split the audience apart.

JD: The Present and Future of Wrestling... has Arrived!

The crowd again cheers and boos separately as Jake laughs out loudly at the reaction from the audience.

JD: It's funny isn't it Wreckingball? You spend your whole career fighting for the people and how do they repay you? By supporting the greatest competitors in the world who don't even give a rats ass about them. You may not understand it but I'll tell you how it is. We don't need to sugar coat our words like you and your clan of hooligans inside the ring. No see, instead we say whatever the hell we want and back it up inside of that squared circle. Just listen to it Wreckingball they're sick of you! They want somebody who bleeds bravery and lives patriotism, not some jerk who says he'll defend them but never backs it up!

JP: The crowd is torn between the two. An ignorant and patriotic American and a strong willed defender of the people.

Ray: Yes but Jake is still terribly bruised from his Electric Pool match, what will he do? He's still out numbered...

JD: But I do have a proposition for you Wreckingball... I still remember when you accepted my challenge at SCW but the match never went through, well here's your chance. At Total Carnage, I challenge you to a Survivor War Games match. You choose three people and I'll choose three people, pitting Team Wreckingball versus Team Diamond and we'll see who the real hero is. Don't know what that match is? It's very simple actually, a no Disqualification Tornado Elimination Tag match. Well what do you say? You wouldn't let your fans down, would you?

JP: Team Diamond versus Team Wreckingball?! That would be a simply incredible match, and we know that Human Wreckingball won't deny what his fans want!

Ray: Jake's still too hurt to compete though JP... but it's still funny how he ignored Draigon and Rhaps just to get what he wanted...

Jake stands in the center of the entrance stage and grins deviously at Human Wreckingball while he stretches his arms out, spreading the flag across his back. The crowd simultaneously chants "Fight" as they await Wreckingball's answer.

(((OOC: TBCB Wreckingball ONLY. This should be very interesting to see how it turns out...)))

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

Wreckingball: Well, if it isn't Jake Diamond, trying desperately to win the fans over by dressing up in the Stars and Stripes. You better take that flag off, Jake. Real patriots take defacing the flag quite harshly....

*The crowd begin to cheer and laugh. Some still boo though*

Jake: Wait, you're not even American.
Wreckingball: That's right- and I never claimed to be. If I were American though....I would be ashamed! Ashamed of you....standing there, on the top of the ramp, too scared to come down and face me- while saying you bleed bravery and live patriotism! Well I'll soon find out what you bleed, Diamond...and so will every fan in this arena! You're not the "Red Blooded American" you like to portray yourself as....why, soon I'll show everyone that you're just like the rest of the Coven. Yellow through and through.

Jake (angrily): You....
Wreckingball (softly): Come down here and say it, Diamond. Or do you simply want to wrap yourself up in the flag some more? Maybe you're just too stupid to realise that it doesn't matter where you come from, it doesn't matter which nation's on your passport- all that matters is that you stand up for what you believe in.

Jake: You are all talk. You could't back things up even if you wanted to.

Wreckingball: Come down to the ring- and I'll be happy to show you how wrong you are. As for your little challenge.......I'll accept. But I would like to say- I would be happier fighting you, on your own....with no support either side and no dirty tricks. I doubt you'd be brave enough to accept though, you're even cowering up on that ramp!


*The fans cheer. Very loudly, and even some of Jake's fans begin cheering*

Wreckingball: I'll name the people on my team....once I have their consent.
Jake: ............
Wreckingball: Jake.....you're not needed out here anymore, and I wouldn't want to deprive the Coven of your company. You can either exit gracefully- and hopefully quietly...or you can exit in an ambulance. The choice is yours. And remember, Jake- you're not America's Future. Because as soon as you step into the ring with me....you're history.
(Shouts): The Day of Wreckoning has arrived for you, Jake!

JP: What's happened to Wreckingball? He seems to be taking a hard line all of a sudden...
Ray: I know there's a bad boy in there....now if only the goody goody side would simply go away....
JP: No, I like Wreckingball, he's actually a good conversationalist.
Ray: I don't care about conversation!
JP: I know!

TBC


OOC: Phew. So hard! So very hard!

[Hayabusa]

(ooc: hahaha this good stuff...There are like multiple story lines being made..This is very good.)

[Alex Stall]

The lights in the arena go completely black as the intro to Animal I Have Become plays over the loudspeakers. The titantron flashes with "Genesis General Manager! and "Revelation Superstar! as the lights begin to strobe with the guitar part starting.

JP: Thats alex Stall's entrance, he just hates wasting time getting to business now doesn't he?

The lights strobe wildly by the end of the intro and the stage explodes into pyros of red and white as the lights kick on with the main verse starting. Alex Stall walks out from the back, holding his own microphone and smiling broadly. He pats Jake on the back and they shake hands, showing mutual respect even though there is still a tension.

Alex: Now Now Wreckingball. I know we could be considered as friends, especially compared to me and Jake here. But I do have to say this, well more like ask it. How ****ing stupid are you? You say you are here for the fans and look for no personal gain. I signed your paychecks recently, and beleive me folks, he has personal gain written all over his stupid features. I do beleive this, if you were here for the fans, you'd stop all your bullsh*t with The Coven, and start being a better athlete. You may have stated before that you hate the Coven, they hate the fans, they are complete assholes. Well, you are wrong, because I'm sorry son, but there is NO way you can possibly say you are for the fans more than I am!

Alex looks around and the crowd cheers wildly and start chanting "Kick his ass, Kick his ass" while Alex plays to the crowd a bit more. Wreckingball goes to speak but alex cuts him off early and glares at him.

Alex: Did I say you could speak yet! Now Wreckingball, you want to accept this man's challenge and take on three members of the greatest stable in Sports Entertainment history. You must be dumber than a box of hammers. I'm just gonna say this and leave, if Jake wants, he has two members for his team already set to take you boys on. Jake Diamond, I would like to extend the hand of myself and Hawkeye, my tag team partner, to help you out. I would be more than proud to help you and the rest of the Coven prove that we are more dominant than the rest of the GHW Roster!

The crowd cheers even louder as Alex offers Jake his hand and smiles. Wreckingball, Rhaps, and Draigon look stunned at Alex's action.

TBCB: Jake Diamond, or anyone new to the thread.

[starwind]

The lights begin to strobe Red and Blue through the arena as Canon Rock plays over the loudspeakers. Everyone in the arena looks around then at the waterfall of sparks falling over the entrance. The lights strobe faster as as the song speed up then finally suddenly burst back to normal with a huge rainbow pyro display on the stage and the waterfall quits. Anthony Takiyota comes running out of the entrance, jumps forward and lands a foot away from Alex and Jake just to use the momentum to shoot himself into a corkscrew front flip over them and roll back to his feet on the ramp and run down to the ring. Anthony runs around and grabs a mic from the announcer stand and slides into the ring. Everyone looks in shock at the entrance of the condemned young star.

JP: Why in the hell is Anthony here, he just got a message that Vlad wants him dead basically. If it we me, I'd be running like crazy AWAY from that ring, not towards it!

Ray: Anthony isn't a chicken like most, of course he hasn't had any wins, but he did give Vlad a reason to hate him from what I hear!

Anthony walks up and shakes Wreckingball's hand and plays to the crowd a bit while smiling broadly. He then turns to the group in the ring and lifts the mic to his lips.

Anthony: Alright, I know its a little strange me being out here. I just want you all to know that the Coven is pissing me off royally, they are all a bunch of cocky, no account peices of sh*t! Not only will I face Vlad when I get my chance, but I will also like to extend my hand in helping you out any way I can.

The men in the ring are smiling at Anthony as the crowd cheers. Anthony then turns to Jake and Alex and walks closer to the ropes. He smiles to them and waves for the crowd to die down.

Anthony: As for you two, I know Alex is my General Manager, and I know Jake is a wind bag, so my optons are limited yet still amazing with all of this. I have nothing against you alex except you have this thing for making really bad descisions. Why on earth would you join the Coven? You and Hawkeye seem gayer than me and Ray sometimes, maybe thats the reason? Whatever it is, you have made a stupid move man. Jake, I dont even know what to say to you.... you come out here and insult everyone and their mothers, but have yet to do anything spectacular about your problems. you challenge Wreckingball to a match, and want to bring two frieds? You sound like a real chickensh*t to me....

Jake and Alex look pissed off as can be as the men in the ring and the audience either laugh or cheer for the young man. Anthony walks back and gives someone else a turn to talk.

TBCB: Anyone

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

Wreckingball accepts Anthony's handshake with a grin.

Wreckingball: Nice speech- and unlike Alex's little rant, one hundred percent true. Alex...listen carefully- it might take time to sink into your twisted, piece of s*** brain.....I...am....for....the....fans....more....than....you....are. You said there was no way I could say it? Well....I just did.
You can lie to the crowd....just as you lied to everyone else in the business. You can even try to get the fans to hate me. You can even go backstage, and lie to everyone else back there....you aready did it to me and to Dave Carter, so why should the rest of the roster be any different?

*The crowd are silent.....*

Wreckingball: I never thought I would stoop to this...I am deeply, deeply sorry. But I would like to show you all evidence of what your much esteemed Mr. Stall has been getting up to.

*The titantron switches on, playing back Dave Carters Slam Jam Show interview, in which Alex denied knowing anything about the Coven.....then a security tape of Alex and Wreckingball talking in the gym....then Alex and Hawkeye on stage, with Alex joining the Coven*

*The crowd waver in reaction...some not caring, others yelling "Stall Out! Sell Out! Stall Out!"

Wreckingball: Then, you have the nerve to go on abot my paychecks. Every person in this ring knows...even you. Alex....that I am paid the same as any other star in this company. The only personal gain I'm interested in...is gaining the feeling I put on the best show possible for the fans. Everyone else in this company except for you and your little friends are doing all of this for the fans! ow you and Vlad managed to get two shows to pursue your pathetic little vendettas on....I don't know. What did you do, lie again to Trickshot?

JP: Oh my....the vitriol really is flowing tonight.....
Ray: I'm just looking at Wreckingball......he's so lovely when he's annoyed.

Wreckingball: So how much are you paid, Alex....or do you set your own salary? Because if you do....I got a suggestion for you.
(Wreckingball shouts): Thirty pieces of silver! The pay of a liar, a traitor and a false friend! Because that's all you are now!

Crowd: Go Wreckingball! Stick it to the man!
The part of the crowd who supports Alex: Boo! Hiss!

JP: I've never seen Wreckingball this livid for this long....
Ray: I think he would make a sexy, sexy heel....
JP: Don't let him hear you say that....

Wreckingball (to the fans): If you want to boo me- or my friends....that's fine. We're still going to come out here every night, fight our matches and do what we're supposed to do. We're going to fight. We're going to fight for a company, that doesn't tolerate this s***.
Who runs this company: Trickshot....or the Coven? Does anyone else in the back really think that "the Coven are more dominant than the rest of the GHW roster."? Does anyone else want it?

There are so many people here, who have too much to lose if that happens....I mean, my friend and manager....ELD. Would either me or him have a place in a Coven-dominated GHW? I don't know.
Crazy Boy.....look at what he's returned to. I'm glad he's back, certainly....but I'm sorry that he's run up against the Coven from day one.
Dave Carter. I don't think he's too happy about you lying on his show...infact, his friends Ricky and Katie are more than welcome to join us as well.
Then...there's the big guy. Trickshot. This is his company- and I'm going to do my best to save it from the Coven.

All these people have so much at stake....they put their lives into this company, and I'm not letting you- or anyone- take it away from them. Because they all believe in a company run to entertain and amaze the fans, not a playgound for your little power struggles.

*Vast majority of the fans cheer....*
JP: That was beautiful. Really, it was....
Ray: Argh! He's acting all nice again!

TBC anyone mentioned, or in the ring.

(Modification follows.)

OOC: Just to clear something up. This RP takes place after Jake Diamond's American scene, and Wreckingball/ ELD/ Crazy Boy manager scene, and also the "Wreckingball's locker room" scene.

[Jake Diamond/Pavor Nocturnus]

Jake stands staring at the four men in the ring and gives a quick look at Alex who both start laughing at the headstrong Wreckingball.

JD: God Wreckingball, is your head so far up your ass that you can't hear a word that we or the fans are saying? The Coven does run this damn show and there is no one other than your who can deny it. Our power is growing by the second, and with the diminishing appearance's of trickshot it sure seems like it, doesn't it? It's a little sad though, Wreckingball. You spend all your time worrying about losing friends and gaining fans that you never saw the knife that was behind you, did you? Your just like a pawn in The Coven's game of chess.

JP: So has Jake confirmed one member of Team Diamond? Is he going to trust Alex Stall?

Ray: Or is Alex Stall going to trust Jake Diamond? A Canadian and an American don't get along very well...

JD: Human Wreckingball... You want to face The Coven so badly don't you? Well with Alex Stall, Hawkeye and another representative you may just have your shot and I dare you to try and attack any members of The Coven because I guarantee you won't be walking back into a GHW ring alive.

A mixture of cheers and boos echo from the arena as Jake Diamond and Alex Stall stand and stare at each other in agreement before shaking each others hands once again.

JD: The Present and Future of Wrestling has Arrived, Wreckingball... and it's looking red, and white with the stars and stripes because when the "Canadian Angel", Hawkye and "America's Future" walk into that ring at Total Carnage, that's exactly what it will be. Total carnage.

"Remedy" by Seether blares throughout the arena as Jake Diamond and Alex Stall stand on the entrance ramp staring down at all the men inside the ring. Random boos and cheers echo from the fans, almost deafening out the theme music.

(((OOC: End of Thread, or TBCB . Good stuff guys, great build up to a PPV match. Karma all around.)))

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

OOC: I have a bit more....but it would be commercial time, eventually....

Wreckingball: Cut the music! Thankyou.

Wreckingball: Red and white? Don't fool yourself, Jake- you might go into the ring red and white....but you'll be leaving black and blue.
*Fans cheer at the cheap pop, while some boo*
Jake....you seriously think I'd sneak around attacking Coven members outside the ring? I've got far, far better ways of dealing with you- as I showed the audience earlier. Anyways, random cowardly attacks- that's more your thing.
In fact- I'm sick of even standing here, looking at you traitors. It should be you who's worried about "The knife behind you", Jake. Because last time I checked, Alex was the last person to pat you on the back- and if I know him, then he's just looking for a soft spot. I actually feel sorry for you both. You can think of nothing better, so you come out here and waste our valuable time- and the fans' valuable time.

(Wreckingball smirks)

Wreckingball: The Coven might think I'm a "pawn in their game of chess"....but what you didn't know is- My friends and I are playing a whole different game. And we alone know what the rules are. Now- I'm giving you both the chance to make a relatively graceful exit. I strongly suggest you take it.

OOC: TBCB? END? I don't know. This is turning into "The Hardcore Game" fast. I also will give karma all round, when I get time. Thankyou, everyone, for helping me explore a part of Wreckingball I didn't even know existed....

[gnarfflinger]

OOC: Finally a break in the action. Damn I'm late to this party...

The Lights go Out. "99 Ways to Die" by Megadeth blasts over the speakers. Gnarfflinger the Butcher has arrived on the scene...

JP: Oh S***, not this @$$hole.
Ray: And all these lovely men in the ring and this hideous freak is here to ruin it all...
JP: Can he start with you?

Gnarfflinger enters the ring and takes a microphone from someone.

GtB: What's the matter, Coven? You look like you've seen a ghost...

The Crowd cheers: F***'em up Butcher, F***'em up!

GtB: Yeah, we go way back, all the way to SCW, Remember that War Games Match? Or were you one of the guys that chickened out. But then again, anyone that knows me knew I was driven completely nuts waiting to destroy you guys. Sure Vlad may have won the battle, but he needed a week off after the hell I put him through.

The Butcher grins sadistically with a maniacal look in his eyes...

GtB: Wreckingball, If you're short a man to fight the coven, I'm looking for an excuse to pound the s*** out of the Coven. Hell, I'm looking for any excuse to beat the s*** out of anyone...

JP: Ray was hitting on you, is that a reason?
Ray: I was not. Gnarffy, he's lying to you, is that a reason?

GtB: Jake, You can wave your flag all over the place, I don't care. I'm Canadian. I don't care where my opponents come from, As long as they fight and bleed, I don't care.

Looking at the Straight Jacket...

GtB: I got a few of those around. People keep sending them to me saying I need them. They fit like a glove...

TBC: Anyone...

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

Wreckingball looks quite surprised at Gnarfflinger's entry.....but recovers slowly.

Wreckingball: .......This is a difficult decision to make. Now, I got a good idea of who Jake's taking in, obviously himself, Alex, Hawkeye, and probably not Vlad. I don't think heavy sedation'll do much good in a match.
Gnarfflinger, I would be honoured to have you and your frypan on my side- but I don't know. There's plenty of people in this company who want to get a piece of the Coven, I just don't know who to take into the ring with me. And if I choose now, then there might be other people backstage who might be on their way out here, and will miss their chance.

So I'm going to choose at the end of the night- when everyone's come out here. I'm not going to tell anyone, because I want to keep those idiots at the top of the ramp guessing. I want to let them stew for a bit....after all, this is sports entertainment, and I find the Coven's nail-biting quite, quite entertaining.

*The men in the ring laugh....Gnarfflinger slaps Wreckingball on the back. Wreckingball almost goes flying, to the fans' laughter. Wreckingball laughs it off.*

Wreckingball: Gnarfflinger...even if I don't take you into the ring with me- I still owe you a favour. Next time you dent a frypan over a Coven skull- and I know you will....bill the replacement to me, alright? I'll be happy to pay.

*The crowd laugh and cheer, while Wreckingball extends his hand to Gnarfflinger*

Wreckingball: It's good to see you down here, Butcher. It's good for you- because whatever happens, you just chose the winning side.

Crowd: "Wreckingball! Wreckingball!" "F*** em up Butcher! F*** em up Butcher! Frying Pan! Frying Pan!" "Draigon! Draigon!" "Rhaps! Rhaps! Rhaps!" "Starwind! Starwind!"
The other part of the crowd: "USA! USA! Alex....Alex...."

JP: Well, it seems like the crowd are torn in two!
Ray: Yeah, even the guys cheering for Wreckingball's motley crew don't know who he should have on his side...
JP: Well, Wreckingball's going to keep it to himself as long as possible- when he decides.
Ray: I just think he likes keeping the Coven guessing. I like Wreckingball more and more every day.

TBC anyone else?