Dreamer vs. Jaggeroth vs. K-Something

[Shawn Dreamer]

The SNX rundown continues after the commercial messages from the sponsors, which is much required for feds like VWE to rise and stand on its legs. The near thousand gathered under the roof is ecstatic, loving the action put so far by the VWE-ians and the free agents signed to show up for a match. The bell tolls once, signaling that the next bout is up next and cues for Stacy to get her microphone up to introduce the next bout's participants.

Stacy : The following contest is up for fifteen minutes and is.... *the referee walks up to Stacy and whispers something to her* Erm, this is no longer a regular tri-way, but three way dance thumbtack deathmatch!

The speakers booms up instantenously with the song of Bang Bang, 1977. The crowd goes on fire, cheering at the top of their voice as they spot the trail of flame appear on the screen, taking up the letters of the name of the Hardcore Prince, Shawn Dreamer. The curtain gets shoved aside and out comes the Hardcore Prince hailing from Florida, dressed in black wrestling tights and arms taped. He looks around and checks the intensity of the fan's reaction around before charing down the aisle with his arms spread, slapping the hands of the lucky fans around.

Stacy : Returning to VWE, weighing this morning at 268 lbs, the Hardcore Prince of Florida, the Judas of VWE, Shawn Dreamer!

He slides inside the ring under the bottom rope right after hitting the end of the inclined plane and gets inside the ring. Shawn climbs the turnbuckles and stands on the apex, smelling the air around that he missed a lot during his days confined at home. Shawn gets down and stands in the corner, waiting for his opponents to show up.

TBC

[Jaggeroth]

The arena is silent for a few moments awaiting the arrival of whoever was coming out first. The silence is broken when...

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

The crowd lifts off their seats, the Psycho King was also among the returning VWE roster. The lights in the arena die off; the fans in attendance start flicking their zippos in the darkened gym. Fog machines, which Jaggeroth stole from GHW upon his departure, start to erupt their loads of Jaggeroth's red mist.

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

From the entrance ramp a spot light hums to life, revealing through the red mist a tall figure. The silhouette flicks back its long hair and continues its march down the ramp and into the ringside area.


"And his returning opponent tonight, from the haunted cornfields of NEEEBRAASKA! Standing at six foot ten inches and weighing in at two hundred and seventy five pounds....this is JAGGEEEEER.....ROTH!"



A hand wafts out of the red mist, it grabs onto the middle rope and Jaggeroth lifts himself onto the outside of the ring. Jaggy pears through the electric crowd that was in attendance tonight, his mouth forms a disgusted looked. Jaggy goes over the middle rope and into the ring, in his hand was a brown burlap sack. He walks over to Stacy and grabs the mic out of here hand.


"Tonight! Shawn Dreamer goes head to head with me again. Last time we fought there seemed to be a fix in place, wasn't there Shawn? I get screwed out of the KOTDM tournament then fired in the same night? Bullshit. Shawn, our glass walls match won't mean shit here tonight. Tonight is all about thumbtacks and Jaggy has brought plenty of them. Lets get the other loser out here, this match is about to get fucking real as The Psycho King makes his VWE re-debut! HEAVEN OR HELL Shawn! The choice will cost you more than you will ever know."

The Time Killer throws the mic back at Stacy and takes his base along the turnbuckles, both men stare each other down as they await a new comer to land of VWE.

[Smarky Smark]

Just start the match, K can post afterwards.

[Jaggeroth]

Kurosh finally makes his un-triumphant entrance into the world of VWE. Jaggeroth, Shawn and Kurosh each take a different turnbuckle while waiting for the ref to ring the bell. The ref raises his hand and the match begins. Jaggeroth bee lines it over to his old GHW rival, Shawn. Kurosh looks to take down the raging Leviathan and gets in between the two GHW legends, a mistake he would not soon forget. Jaggeroth grabs Kurosh by the wrist with a death vice. The Psycho King flings the man of no visible characteristics (ooc: lol) and sends him packing towards the turnbuckle. Jaggeroth points at Shawn and tells him to keep his eyes open cause this could be him next time. The Psycho King rages towards the turnbuckle, he leaps into the air and as the gap between him and Kurosh lessens he sends out his knee blasting Kurosh in the chin. Kurosh's head flings back violently, the man was knocked out clean. He falls to the mat and rolls out of the ring flopping onto the rubber mat.

"Jaggeroth eliminates the new comer like he was nothing but a giant bag of manure!"

"Yeah, but he still has to take out Shawn Dreamer. Hey isn't this supposed to be a thumbtacks death match!"

Jaggeroth turns around in celebration, he had just destroyed one half of his work load for the night. The other half of that load wasn't going to be so easy as Jacksonville's Pride rails the Psycho King's chest with a clothesline. Shawn lays bent over Jaggeroth heaving war frame. He picks up Jaggeroth and places him along the turnbuckles. A few well placed chops to the chest redden Jaggeroth's chest under his two piece jumpsuit. Shawn climbs on top of the deranged man nailing him down with fist to keep the psycho in place. Shawn wraps his arm around Jaggeroth's head, with a quick spring backwards Shawn spins and solidly plows Jaggeroth's head onto the canvas.

"Shawn is really taking it to the Psycho King here! He might be able to pull this match off without even using the thumbtacks."

"Yeah, but knowing Jaggeroth there will be blood spilled here in this match before long."

..........

TBCB: Whoever.

(ooc) I'm sorry. I'm a very broken man right now. Do a post and I will try better next time. Right now its just not going to happen.

[Shawn Dreamer]

Dreamer pushes the canvas and hoists up to his feet right after the colossal body of Jaggeroth falls over the canvas with a thud. He then struts off toward the fallen Psycho King, wiping off the drops of sweat clinging onto the traces of his whiskers. The Hardcore Prince, upon drawing close to The Time Killer, kneels down and sets himself over the torso of the near seven feet giant and starts to drive his clenched fist onto the leather mask of his. The crowd erupts to cheer and starts to count as the Floridian drives his fist onto the jaw, cheeks and forehead of Jaggeroth, swelling up the facial muscles veiled under the leather mask. The ex-tag champs of VWE starts to lose his composure slowly; he starts to feel large hails striking his face from the cloud above as Shawn hammers his skull with his taped fists. Ten hits to the cranium and the Jacksonville's pride starts to feel merciful toward his adversary; he goes off the burned out system of his nemesis, letting him to regain his composure for further retaliation. But just as he gets up and turns to the other side, he gets knocked down by a pair of boots; Kurosh, who was rendered unconscious by Jaggeroth initially, makes his presence felt with a bombshell, dropkicking the former TV champion of EVPW upon entering the ring being unnoticed.

"And you said Kurosh was eliminated...!"

"That was just a phrase; plus the thumbtacks aren't used yet, how can the match end so easy?"

"They don't need thumbtacks, my boy. Last time I saw Dreamer and Jaggeroth in the ring, I saw them make their opponents bleed without even using any foreign objects."

Kurosh licks his lips and starts to eye the fallen Dreamer, wasting a few blinks on the Psycho King too. Shawn starts to heal up from the abrupt attack real quick as he's seen to be pushing up to his knees and elbows to regain his vertical base. But Kurosh doesn't let that happen as he charges toward the Hardcore Prince and drives his shin onto the side of the ribs of his adversary, inflicting more pain onto his system. The carcass of the Jacksonville native flips like a coin upon the impact and he lies over the canvas with his eyes shut, mouth wide open, ribs clasped in pain. Kurosh walks up and starts to drop his boot onto the ribs of Shawn like a hungry shark, adding further salt to the scars of Dreamer.

TBC/EOM.

(( Crappy, but I posted, right?! ))