The bell rings, and it’s Roxy who takes the win this time. She leans on the ropes and works the crowd, before turning around to see Rose Tyler rise to her feet. Tyler brushes a strand of hair off her face and stares daggers at Roxy, who smiles smugly.
Tyler steps forward, continuing to stare. Roxy steps closer as well, and the referee looks nervous at the seeming confrontation.
After a moment, Tyler extends her hand. Roxy looks down at Tyler’s hand and back up at her face, trying to get a read on her intentions. Seconds pass, tension increasing all the while, before she slowly extends her own hand and they shake.
The crowd cheers at this unexpected show of sportsmanship, but just as they do, Tyler slaps Roxy dead in the face with her free hand, hard.
Roxy is surprised and stumbles back a few steps, and Tyler rolls out of the ring. She grabs a mic from a ring attendant.
Tyler: This isn’t over.
Roxy runs to the ropes and starts yelling what are likely curses, had the mics picked them up. Tyler simply looks at her with pure disdain before turning to head to the back, boos following her as she goes.
Roxy snatches a mic as well.
Roxy: You bet it isn’t! B*tches get stitches, Tyler!
Roxy throws the mic down with force and heads up the ramp after Tyler.
The camera pans to the announce team.
These 2 are going to kill each other!
LET EM FIGHT!!!!!
The Camera Pans To The Ramp!
Jookie Marley walks around the ring with his bat over his shoulder. The crowd that was once against him start to chant "Marley," but he pays them no mind. He is on a mission.
Stacey Clark stands in the corner of the ring frightened to even approach Marley. After a couple of seconds, Stacey finally finds the courage to approach Marley. She hands him a mic.
Stacey Clark: We-we-welcome to th-the Clark Ef-ef-ef-effect. My gu-guest today is Jookie Ma-Marley. Joo-Jookie in the last cou-couple of we-weeks...
Stacey's mic drops out of her hands. It bounces over to the feet of Jookie Marley. She nervously stares at Marley, not knowing what is going through his mind.
Marley looks down at the mic then takes the bat off of his shoulder. Stacey rushes back to the corner and crouches in fear. Marley drops his bat and picks up Stacey's mic. He slowly walks over to her.
Jookie Marley: Don't be afraid. I have nothing against you. Let's do this and get it over with.
Marley hands Stacey her mic and helps her up. Stacey breathes a sigh of relief. They walk back to the middle of the ring.
Stacey Clark: Welcome to the Clark Effect Marley. Over the past few weeks, you and Rust Cohle have been going at it.
Marley slowly nods his head.
Stacey Clark: Week after week you guys have been attacking each other. Chairs have been used, someone almost went through a table, security guards have been attacked and recently you were thrown face first into a car windshield. What caused all of this hate?
Jookie Marley: The man is a cornball. I mean the kid is a cornball. A man wouldn't attack me week after week. A man would come see me face to face.
Jookie Marley:
The kid comes out masked up and attacks me. I don't respect that. Then he plays his little games and tricks and attacks me again. This isn't home alone kid. You will not be the last one standing in the end. I will snap his damn neck when I finally get my hands on him.
The crowd bursts into cheers.
Stacey Clark: What is the bat for?
Jookie Marley: Stacey are you drunk?
Stacey Clark: No!
Jookie Marley: I guess you haven't been watching whats been happening the last few weeks. You didn't see what happened when he was in this ring with you earlier this month.
Stacey Clark: I actually did not. I only saw you come up from under the apron and I knew it wasn't going to end up good so I hurried to get out of the ring.
Jookie Marley: Well, the kid is soo afraid of me that he had to hire protection. So I also hired some protection. I'll find a way to get...
Rust Cohle: Hey Jokey!
Marley turns around and notices that Rust Cohle in on the jumbotron. The crowd starts to go wild.
Rust Cohle: You ruined my wonderful segment with Stacey so its time for me to return the favor. Looks like you didn't learn your lesson from what happened in that parking lot. You go out there and keep mentioning me you've lost your damn mind.
Rust Cohle starts to laugh.
Rust Cohle: Oh my fault, I think you did. How would you like to make out with another windshield?
Jookie Marley: Well come knock some sense into me. BE A DAMN MAN FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE AND COME SEE ME FACE TO FACE.
Rust Cohle: Well I have no time for that. I do know someone who has time though.
Rust Cohle snaps his finger. His security guards make their way onto the stage as Cohle starts to laugh.
Rust Cohle: Oops! Did I say, someone? I meant to say some people.
Jookie drops his mic and picks up his bat as the security guards make their way down the ramp. Marley rushes over to Stacey and helps her get out of the ring.
Rust Cohle continues to laugh as the security guards surround the ring. The guards slide into the ring at the same time and Marley starts to swing his bat. He takes out two of the guards. The next security guard grabs Marley's arms from the back as another one swings.
Marley manages to duck and the punch sends the third security guard over the ropes. Jookie cracks the fourth guard over the head.
Rust Cohle: GET HIM! What the hell am I paying you for?
The fifth security guard slides back into the ring and is greeted with a JKO. Marley jumps back up and picks up his mic. Rust Cohle looks on in disbelief.
Jookie Marley: Get your ass out here. Stop running. Be a damn man for once.
Rust Cohle: That was entertaining. Let's see if you can do the same thing at Certified Greatness.
The X-Tron blacks out. Jookie Marley looks down at all the destruction he just caused in the ring. The crowd once again starts to chant "Marley."
The camera pans to the announce team.
No one is gonna run at Certified Greatness!
Locked in a steel cage this one is gonna get violent!
