The Artist rolls over on his stomach and kneels up, holding the Future Investment Briefcase over his head.
ARTIST: THE ARTIST DID IT! HE'S THE BEST! Y'ALL ARE SOME FAKE ASS HATER'S! GET ON MY LEVEL!
Kwan and Jookie shake their heads as The Artist continues levying his tirade against his opponents.
ARTIST: THE ARTIST IS NUMBER ONE! THE ARTIST MADE JOOKIE, THE ARTIST MADE KD, THE ARTIST DOESN'T EVEN KNOW WHO THIS TECHNICOLOR BUSTA IS! THE ARTIST WANNA CASH THIS IN NOW! BRING ME...
Kwan holds back Jookie as he makes a move to attack The Artist.
ARTIST: THATS RIGHT BITCH, THIS ROOKIE KNOWS HIS PLACE, YOU CAN'T LAY HANDS ON THE ARTIST!
As he makes his verbal attack on the two Kwan lets go of Jookie and lets him pass. hearing enough.
Before The Artist can finish his secondary tirade Jookie grabs him and hits him with a lightning quick JKO.
The Artist hits the mat and flops up, stumbling around the ring stunned from the sudden attack by Jookie.
Jookie: YOU CAN CASH THAT IN NEIGHBOR!
Jookie and Kwan talk amongst each other getting ready to dish out another measure of justice before KD enters the ring and gets between them and The Artist.
We see him mouth the word "Enough." Jookie and Kwan slowly exit the ring and make their way up the ramp, keeping their eyes on KD and The Artist the whole time.
The Artist slowly climbs up to his feet using KD for support.
THE ARTIST: Th...th...thats right... See KD knows... KD knows his place... The Artis...
Before the Artist can finish, KD hoists The Artist up into The Black Rack. The artists taps for his life as KD holds him in it for three excruciating minutes before letting him drop.
KD starts to laugh as he walks over to the corner and picks up the FI briefcase. He stares at the briefcase before slamming it onto the crumpled Artist's chest.
KD: Good Luck you damn Sissy! You'll need all the luck you can get.
He pats his chest and exits the ring as the ring crew and medics rush down the ramp past him to assist the motionless Artist laying in the ring.
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Thats ASSAULT, how you gonna assault the winner? That isn't fair! |
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11 Years!!! |
The Xtron Flickers On!
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Up next a fued months in the making. Former team mates now bitter rivals.
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The Vampyre Lucas Crowe takes on The Former Leader of the Family Jacob Trance , in a last man standing match. To win your opponent has to be totally incapacitated. This one could get dangerous! |
LAST MAN STANDING
Lucas Crowe VS Jacob Trance
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And so begins another Chronicle for a different time! |
The scene opens on Buddy Burns and YSL sitting patiently in a courtroom a Bailiff stands and decrees
BAILIFF: ALL RISE FOR THE HONORABLE JUDGE TRUDY!
The entire courtroom rises with the exception of Buddy Burns who remains seated, YSL nudges him.
YSL: Get up dummy! The Judge will hold you in contempt, or worse make us pay those Copyright Maintenance Penalties.
BUDDY: Man, this Judge can pay for maintenance on DEEZ NUTZ.
The entire court is seated as the technicalities of the Pre-Trial hearing are read. Buddy and YSL are bickering amongst each other as this goes on.
JUDGE: Do you two understand?
YSL: Huh?
BUDDY: Ummm Yes?
JUDGE: Good, let us begin.
The Notorious R.Y.H.M.E are worriedly conversing as the judge prepares to call the first witness in the pretrial hearing. The Judge Bangs her gavel to call the room to order.
JUDGE: The first witness testifying AGAINST Buddy Burns and Young Shanghai Lee is... THE ARTIST FORMERLY KNOWN AS DJESUS DJONES!
The camera zooms in extremely close on Buddy Burns and Y.S.L as they gasp in shock. The bailiff rolls in a cart with an early 80s model television.
Rather than pressing any buttons to turn it on the bailiff gives it a a firm, yet stiff smack on the side; prompting it to activate.
A flabbergasted The Artist appears on the screen holding onto his F.I. Briefcase for dear life, panting heavily he begins.
ARTIST: Hol... Hol... Hol Up... Hol Up... Its... Oh me... Oh ... Its grape... Its grape guys its...
The Artist collapses out of his chair and off screen. The Judge immediately bangs her gavel.
JUDGE: ORDER! ORDER! WE WILL BE TAKING A RECESS SO THAT THE ARTIST CAN COMPOSE HIMSELF.
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Oh boy!
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It's grape! , b! |
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In our Pre-Show Main Event, Sophia and The Most Loathed Woman in the History of OCW and The universe as a whole, look to make history as one woman will walk away the First Ever Turmoil Womens Champion!
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It's time for WORLD FIRSTS! |
TURMOIL WOMENS CHAMPIONSHIP FINALS
ALEX ROBINSON VS SOPHIA
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SHES DONE IT!!!!!!
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I SAY GOD DAM!!!! |
Thanks for watching, keep the party rolling with The Main Show Tomorrow Night!
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