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Post by President Mac on May 29, 2007 13:42:19 GMT -6
From 12:00AM CST on the TWENTY NINTH of the month of MAY till 11:59PM on the LAST day of JUNEany wrestler may attempt to dethron THE CHAMPION of the title. The person left with the title at 11:59PM (on the last day of the month) will be the new champion for THAT month and may CLAIM the title in there title histories
If YOU are left as the CHAMPION at the end of the month (or hold onto the title for more then 24hours), you are able to CLAIM yourself as a TRUE COMBAT champion! At the start of every month a NEW posting will be made and the BELT will be up for grabs!
NO OOC COMMENTS ARE ALLOWED AT ALL YOU MUST POST DESCRIPTIVE TITLE CHANGES...not just "Bob covers for the pin...1...2...3...new champ
Try to be creative and MUST BE REALISTIC. You CANNOT kill a wrestler or USE him in a way that would HURT is persona. Try to add to the story...how you beat him and where you go next.
ADD *TBC* at the end of every post if you can remember to do so
Have fun!!!!
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It has been a long while since Max Carter graced the EwC as the Combat Champion. President Mac stands in the middle of the ring in the empty MTS Centre in Winnipeg Manitoba where every combat title begins it's new reign!
Mac has the belt raised high above the ring and then walks out as the scene fades to black
Max Carter looks at his Combat title and then "Dig" by Mudvayne blasts through the PA system. Max's jaw drops once Maddog comes walking through the curtains holding his beautiful Television Championship, then he looks at the Combat title and speeds down the ramp, slides into the ring and spears Carter to the mat. Maddog grabs a ladder and then onhooks the belt from above the ring to claim the title. He drops from the ladder, and grabs his TV Title, but walks back to Carter.
Maddog: Rampage is better!
He spits on Carter and then jumps out of the ring, and into the crowd...
TBC
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the inhabitants of this earth are of two sorts. those with brains, but no religion those with religion, but no brains
Post by Shadow Man™ on May 29, 2007 18:16:08 GMT -6
Shadow Man is walking through the empty hallway in the EWC Arena when he suddenly hears some sort of screaming
MOVE, GET OUT OF THE WAY, MOVE
Shadow Man slowly walks down the Entrance Ramp of the EMPTY ARENA and spots Maddog running through the stands pushing the air as if he was pushing people
SM: "What the fuck?"
Shadow Man then spots the combat title
SM: "Oh it's on like Donkey Kong" (snicker snicker Moses Lake)
Shadow Man ducks down and waits for Maddog to come closer to the ramp...when he does, Shadow Man leeps off the ramp and onto Maddog. He rolls him up quickly and gets a 3 count on the shocked Maddog
Shadow Man then sits up, grabs the title and hops back onto the ramp
SM: "PLAY MY FUNKY MUSIC BITCHES"
Shadow Man then starts to dance to the music in his head while moonwalking off the ramp and back into the hallway
*TBC*
"2004 & 2007 KING OF THE CAGE WINNER"
EWC SINGLES RECORD: 79-5-5 | EWC TAG TEAM: 23-4-0 CAREER WRESTLING RECORD 119-9-6
*Level-One has just come from his locker room as he is on the phone, He spots Shadow Man, As Level-One walks right past him*
Level-One- Yeah, I heard a new title’s announced. … Level-One- Any where any time? … Level-One- Wait, A second.
*Level-One flips down his phone, As he looks back in shadow mans direction, He notices is that he has two belts, Level-One pieces it together As he charge’s down the hall way hitting Shadow Man in the back of his head, Level-One tosses Shadow Man’s head into the wall, As shadow crumbles to his feet. Pin 1-2-Kick out. Level-One angry, Reaches over has he pulls the old Uncensored PPV poster of the wall, Shadow Man try’s to get up as he is smacked in the head with the poster, As his head goes through it. Level-One pins Shadow…1-2-3! New champ*
Level-One- Damn, Shadow you sure are picture perfect!
*Level-One stares at his work he’s done to Shadow Man, As he backs up and runs out to the parking lot title in hand*
TBC
Singles Record- 26-6-1-4 Tag Record- 10-3-0 Streak: 2+ Last Win- Amy Rosen Last Loss- Dr. Rosen & Crazyman
Current True Experts Champion 2x World Heavyweight Champion 1x 1/2 Tag Team Champion 1x Television champion 1x United States Champion 07 rookie of the year
Post by The Reckoning: Victor Hades on May 29, 2007 22:22:16 GMT -6
[ Meanwhile... ]
...As Level-One exits the building of the empty arena into the parking lot, a black muscle car appearing to be a 72' Trans Am roars in reverse. The sound of the pavement burning the synthetic rubber kicks some up a small cloud of smoke, as the back end of the car comes hauling towards Level-One. Smashing his body up over the back of the trunk, crashing into the back windshield cracking it and over the car itself. His body rolling sideways along the car, before flopping onto the pavement in front. Victor Hades appears stepping out of the car as the door swings open, marching around to the front of the car as a bloodied and bruised Level-One stumbles onto his feet. Grasping Level-One by the back of the head Victor delivers a quick headbutt. As Level-One drops onto the hood of the car, Victor climbs ontop of the car as well. Lifting Level-One up before delivering the crushing 'Closed Casket' to Level-One. As One sprawls out unconsious on the hood, Victor waves down a referee following out into the parking lot. Referee drops onto the hood for the count...Victor covers:
[ 1...2...3! ]
New Champion.
Victor rolls Level-One off the hood and grabs the title tossing it into the car, stopping as he notices a scratch on the hood. Squinting his eyes, Victor quickly licks his thumb and attempts to 'polish' up the scratch. Climbing into the car, and speeding off heading for the highway to Las Vegas.
Post by Joey Orsome on May 30, 2007 8:17:00 GMT -6
Joey after a great night party from winning the International title is too drunk to drive and is trying to catch a ride down the side of the highway. He is singing a song....
"Well whos a good boy that has a big shiny belt thingy Well me of corse silly I have it in my.....woooops"
Victor is coming down the road and Joey drunkenly stumbles out into the road, Victor swerves and crashes on the side of the highway.
Joey dazed and confused looks over and spots a nice shiny belt in Victors hands, Joeys eyes light up as he stumbles over to Victor, he pulls him out through the car window and whacks him across the head with his International title, Joey makes a quick pin.
1,2,3!!
Joey grabs the belt and stares at it ooooing and aaaahing at the glinting of it. Joey mezmerised stumbles over the side of the highway and into the river below.......
Post by The Reckoning: Victor Hades on May 30, 2007 8:45:53 GMT -6
Stumbling from the wreckage of the demolished car after it had been rolled and crushed nearly into a ball, Victor appears in the cloud of smoke. A few small cuts sending little streams of his crimson blood down his pale painted face. His facial reaction expressionless, nearly expressionless to some...others might say livid beyond words. Reaching out he catches himself against the car, hearing the splashing sounds of water behind him. Glancing over his shoulder as he coughs slightly due to the smoke in the air, catching a glimpse of Orsome falling into the river. Spitting a few drops of blood to the pavement, Victor turns grumbling in a frustrated manner. Leaping over the guardrail high through the air, Victor delivers a powerful Plancha onto Orsome. Quickly grapping him by the neck, Victor drags Orsome swimming him to shore. Drooping his body over Orsome's Victor covers for the pinfall, as Orsome's referee stumbling to them drops a bottle of Vodka for the count...
Referee: "Ten! Fourty-Five! Uh...S-Seven!"
Victor quickly snaps his head up glaring at the referee, who slightly turns away to vomit from the hard alcohol for a moment. Grabbing the bottle of Vodka, Victor smashes the bottle over the referee's skull. Grasping his arm, Victor forces the referee to count:
[ 1...2...3! ]
*New Champion*
Victor grabs the title, running towards the docks and hops onto a Waverunner. Revving the engine before speeding off down the river...
While speeding down the river, Hades was too stupid to check the boat for stowaways, and he hadn't noticed Maddog hanging on the side of the boat with a knife in his hand. When he began to go downstream, Madog began to hum the mission impossible song while pulling his way up the boat. He pulls hmself over the ledge and climbs into the boat. Then he puts the knife in one hand, still humming, he looks at the knife, then at Victor, who stilll hadn't noticed, and tossed the knife away. Maddog speared victor in the kidneys and then hit him over the head with a paddle. Maddog drove all the way back to the docks where the refferee was, and pinned Hades.
1
2
3.
Maddog grabbed both his belts and then jumped into the car he had hidden in the bushes...
TBC
the inhabitants of this earth are of two sorts. those with brains, but no religion those with religion, but no brains
Sean "The Man" Ferguson is walking through the park, pulling the extensions out of his hair after finishing filming his most recent promo for EWC4Life.com. He spots Marcus Riot looking over his shoulder, carrying the 24 Hour Combat Title. Sean stops in his tracks.
Sean: No fucking way...
Sean ducks into the bushes as Marcus Riot goes running by. Sean then ties all the extensions that were in his hair together, end to end, making on long lasso. He then twirls the hair above his head and wrangles himself a Riot. He drags Marcus toward him, the wrestler kicking and screaming the whole way. Sean quickly ties Riot's feet together and rolls him up for the pin.
Marcus Riot: What is this, man? Moses steals your thunder and you have to roll like this?
Sean: Wrong place, wrong time, homie.
Marcus Riot: We're on the same team! We're the Solution.
Sean hogties Marcus's hands to his feet and picks up the 24 Hour Combat Title.
Sean: No Marcus. Moses and I are the Solution. You had your chance to join us and you blew the deadline. You're out before you were even in. But feel free to apply to Who Wants To Be the Next American Retribution Solution Member!
Sean poses for a camera that isn't there before walking off with his new title.
It is important to note, I'm not a superhero. You may think I am, but I'm not. So, please stop insisting otherwise.
Post by Joey Orsome on May 31, 2007 15:28:37 GMT -6
Joey wakes back up from the attack that Victor gave him, he looks about and sees all the bodies of the other wrestlers sprawled on the floor and then spots Sean walking away with it. Joey shakes his head.
"Small world we all live in and just for one lousy......oh fu** it!"
Joey chases after Sean and dives on top of him, Sean shocked drops the title to the side of him. Joey punches him in the face and tries to reach for the title but Sean stops him and rolls Joey over picking up the title and running.
Joey looks up and is angry. He takes a detour through the bushes and cuts Sean off, he picks up a huge log and bashes Sean on the head with it. He goes to pin him when he notices there is no ref around, he looks around desperately but to no avail. Then he spots a fat kid walking down the path, he has a white and black striped t-shirt on, Joey calls him over.
The kid has a horrible stench aroming around his body, he drops down on his knees by Joey, his ass in Seans face.
"Just tap the ground and count to three"
The kid does this but stops as he feels tickling on his backside. Joey looks round and spots the fat kid has his ass in Seans face, Joey laughs as the fat kid wriggles a bit more. Sean is suffocating. The kid counts 3.
1
2
3!
Joey laughs at Sean before running off into the woods and chucking a chocolate bar to the fat kid leaving him on Seans face even longer. TBC
Post by Elijah Cross on May 31, 2007 16:06:33 GMT -6
For soem reason, we turn to Marcus Riot, who is struggling with the hair extensions.
Marcus: F***ing Ferg..... last time I trust someone who comes to me with an idea.
Marcus struggles a bit more before getting his right arm free. Marcus digs into his pocket before pulling out a pocket knife, working on the extensions. After maybe 30 seconds, he gets free.
Marcus: God damn those things hurt.
As Marcus turns to walk away, he spots El Chupacabra sprinting away, holding the title. Marcus just grins before grabbing the extensions and making a clothesline (not the move). Chupacabra runs straight into the extensions, causing him to hit the concrete rather hard.
Marcus: That's gotta hurt.
Marcus then pins Chupa...
UNO!!
DOS!!
TRES!!!
Marcus grabs the title before hopping into a car, driving off.....
*TBC*
REMEMBER.
EwC United States Champion (1x) EwC Tag Team Champion (1x with Jamal Jackson as Team Co-Jack) EwC 24-Hour Combat Champ (May '08) EwC Veteran
Post by Joey Orsome on Jun 1, 2007 12:05:49 GMT -6
Driving off he hits what he thinks is a small child. he gets out and checks on the kid, he rolls the kid over and Joey stares at him laughing, standing up to his full height he gives Riot the View to a Kill and pins him as his fat kid comes running, I mean slowly jogging over and makes the pin
1
2
3!!
Joey picks up the title, nicks Riots car and drives off the road into a nearby river, where Joey..........
Post by Lance Fiennes on Jun 1, 2007 19:44:07 GMT -6
... is struck by a speedboat whizzing past. Lance just so happens to be piloting it when he turns around in the speedboat and rockets over to where Joey is floating unconscious. Lance pulls him onto the boat where a referee is waiting, wearing a lifejacket.
Lance- "Sorry bro. Bambi doesn't swim."
Lance is quick to pin his RI ally as the referee counts...
1...
2...
3!!!
Lance takes the belt from Joey and then dumps him back into the river before speeding off to the nearest harbour, where he jumps off and runs into the nearest bar to grab a drink...
TBC.
Last Edit: Jun 1, 2007 19:44:26 GMT -6 by Lance Fiennes
Post by The Reckoning: Victor Hades on Jun 2, 2007 1:27:27 GMT -6
As Fiennes strolls into the bar to order a drink, and sits down upon a bar stool. The bartender moves over to take his order before turning away to serve his drink and take the amount for the drink.
Bar Tender: "Here you go..."
The tender grumbles, sliding the glass across the table and turns away. The beer itself smelling rather stale and unsatisfying, floating in a dirty glass slides right against Fiennes' hand.
"Um...can I get a clean glass and a better drink over here?"
The bar tender merely peers over his shoulder with a large smirk, and turns his head back to cleaning glasses and taking more orders. Before Fiennes can have the opportunity to stand and say something, Victor Hades suddenly snaps up infront of Fiennes behind the bar. Swinging a rather large glass mug hurling towards Fiennes' skull.
Victor Hades: "Here you go 'champ'!"
Victor grunts before shattering the glass mug over Lance's skull partially splitting his head open in the process. Leaping over the bar as the crowd seems to part open, Victor closes in on Fiennes' stumbling to recover. Quickly scooping him up, Hades dives forward powerslamming Fiennes through a nearby table and hooks the leg for the pinfall. As a new official runs in through the crowd, dropping down to make the count:
[ 1..2...3! ]
*New Champion.*
Grabbing the title, Victor shoots to his feet and rushes out the back door through the kitchen. Quickly climbing the fire escape, Victor rushes off and vanishes on the rooftop.
Hades is now breathing heavily, holding his chest and leaning against a leadge on the building. He notices out of his pure vision the oh so immatuer Maddog shooting at pidgeons with a slingshot, laughing histerically. Hades mumbles under his heavy breathing, "oh shit," and slowly begins to move for an exit. He puts his hand on the doorknob, but then snatches it away after being shot in the hand with a pebble, he breathes heavy and grips the belt, while running towards the buildings ledge.
He notices theres another building not far away, but then lets out a "fuck that" sigh and turns around to feel a stone planted between his eyes. He falls onto the concrete rooftop knocked out. Maddog whistles and a tiny little man with makeup exactly like Maddog's in a refferee shirt. He gets on his knees while maddog covers..
1
2
3
Maddog grabs his new belt and gives his midget a high five and a handfull of gummyworms. Then Maddog goes through the buildings exit door...
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Post by Joey Orsome on Jun 2, 2007 16:04:32 GMT -6
......Maddog then runs into a porn shop and hides behind a statue of a massive dildo. Joey just so happens to be in the porn shop and spots Maddog licking the giant statue.
"Man what've I told you about your obsession with dildoes , its sick man!"
Joey then picks up a metal dildo to his left and shoves it in Maddogs mouth..
"Much better"
Joey then tips the statue over pinning Maddog to the floor, Joey jumps on top of the dildo as Joeys fat kid runs over with a playboy magazine in his hands. He quickly pins,
1
2
3!!
Before running off with his magazine for various reasons, Joey celebrates by running off and climbing up the ladder of a crane..........
~*~Sean punches the crane operator and steers the ladder out over the street. Joey's too busy striking poses as Sean runs up the ladder, running right past Orsome, over the top of the ladder. On his way down, Sean reaches back and grabs Joey by his head, and Ferguson bulldogs Joey Orsome into a row of bushes. Both lay in the shrubs for a few moments before Sean tosses a sandwhich to a passing hobo. Sean makes the cover and you hear the hobo yelling.~*~
Hobo: One...TWO....THREE! Three slices of bread in this sandwhich!
~*~Sean snatches the belt and raises the hobo's hand in victory.~*~
It is important to note, I'm not a superhero. You may think I am, but I'm not. So, please stop insisting otherwise.
Post by Lance Fiennes on Jun 2, 2007 19:08:00 GMT -6
As Sean stands there with his hand raised, he hears a voice from behind him.
Voice- "Hey!"
Sean turns around to meet a big boot from Lance Fiennes himself. Lance flips a nickel into the hobo's hands and then pins Sean as the hobo counts again.
1...
2...
3!!!
Lance snatches the belt from Sean, kicks his unconscious body into the gutter where the hobo sleeps, and then runs off to a Kwik-E-Mart.
Leaving Lance with the title, Maddog walks into the store. He sees lance lying on the floor and the belt a little ways away. Maddog runs over to Lance and kicks him in the face a few times. Then he reaches over the counter and looks around for something. One thing he finds is a copy of "Playgirl" with Joey Orsome on the front with a headline The extremely gay Brawl superstar shows us his "Orsomeness." Maddog's face cringes and he throws the magazine away and gives Apu, the store owner, a sick look. Then he pulls up his tiny little midget refferee. He sets him on the ground and covers Finnies.
1
2
3!
Maddog grabs a box of wheat thins and tosses one in his midgets mouth and sets him behind the counter again. Then he walks out the door with the crackers.
Apu: I will call the police if you take those!
Maddog: And once I get out of jail for one day I'll go on national TV and announce that the little indian man at the Kwik-E-Mart on the corner likes to look at Joey Orsome naked and has a little midget behind his counter blowing him all the time!
Apu shuts up and Maddog is one his way with his titles and wheat thins...
TBC
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Post by Lance Fiennes on Jun 3, 2007 6:11:26 GMT -6
Lance wakes up from the wheat thin massacre and runs outside to find Maddog running off with his midget referee. He jogs on after him, but leaves all the work to Maddog clumsily tripping over his own little midget, hitting the ground head-first, knocking himself out.
Shrugging, Lance jogs over to Maddog and covers him.
1...
2...
Kick out!
Lance growls in rage, grabbing the midget by his waist and bashing him against Maddog's head like an object. He throws the midget away a few metres and then covers Maddog, the midget running back all bruised to count.
1...
2...
3!!!
Lance takes the Combat title and drop kicks the midget into a dumpster before sprinting over to a ferrari with a thank you note attached to it from BDC, probably acknowledging Lance's "babysitting" of BDC's girlfriend the previous night. Lance gets into the sports car and heads off onto the highway...
Sean wakes up in the bushes of the park where he was left in the hobo's sleeping spot. Sean comes to realize this as when his eyes open, there's a hobo snuggled up against him.
Sean: What the hell?
Sean then cringes and looks down at the ground he's and almost gags.
Sean: Someone still wets the bed?! Good God!
The hobo murmurs something in his sleep and Sean gets up and scrambles away, but not before running back and digging his left hand into the muddy-pissy-dirt and grabbing a big handful. He runs off as his 9-1-1 pager goes off alerting him to a motor vehicle crash on the highway. Next we see Sean "The Man" Ferguson in gridlock on the Interstate, lights going, sirens and horns blowing when he comes upon a Ferrari that won't pull over. Sean puts the rescue rig in park and leaves the sirens going. He marches up to the Ferrari and finds Lance Fiennes singing loudly to Aqua's "Barbie Girl."
Sean: Motherfu--
Sean digs in his righthand pocket and pulls out a windowpunch. He presses the tip against the corner of the window and pushes the button with his thumb. The window explodes in tiny tiny pieces and drop inside the panelling of the Ferarri. Lance looks over quizzically and Sean reaches in with his left hand full of pissy-muddy-gross-gross and crams it in Lance's mouth before he can talk. Sean then slams Lance's face into the steering wheel and counts along.
Sean: 1...2...3...!
He reaches across, grabs the belt, and then yanks on the wheel leaving a dazed Lance to slowly careen into another lane. Sean walks off with the belt back to his rescue rig, and procedes up the highway.
It is important to note, I'm not a superhero. You may think I am, but I'm not. So, please stop insisting otherwise.
Post by Joey Orsome on Jun 3, 2007 15:20:40 GMT -6
What Sean doesn't realise is while all that happened Joey climbed into the back off the rescue rig and has noticed Sean has the belt. He pulls Sean from the drivers seat and begins to hit him repeatedly. Sean looks at Joey.
Sean: Whos driving?
Joey: Who cares.
Joey gets Sean in a sleeper and he passes out. Joey pins him and he hears a tapping on the roof
1
2
3.!!.
Joey shrugs as he hops into the drivers seat, stops it, gets out.....................and runs..................then hops..................then skips................then runs again......................
Post by Jesse Nuñez™ on Jun 3, 2007 22:13:27 GMT -6
While Joey is running he looks back to make sure nobody is watching him. He looks back in front of him but it is too late. Jesse Nunez is there to spear him into a tree.
Jesse: Looks like Monday came early.
Jesse pins him.
1
2
3!
Jesse laughs as he waves "You Can't See Me" as he walks off with his new title.
Post by Lance Fiennes on Jun 3, 2007 23:32:00 GMT -6
As Jesse is walking off into a park, Lance hides up a tree. Nuñez turns a corner and Lance jumps on top of him. Nuñez anticipates this and steps out of the way. Lance hits the ground. Hard, and Jesse kicks him across the face.
Jesse- "I'MZ DUR CHAMP!"
The sheer lack of originality of Nuñez's entire gimmick is enough to put a second wind into Lance's sails, and he jumps onto his feet, surprising Nuñez, and then kicks the champ in the groin.
Nuñez bends over in agony then as Lance grabs him by the head, drags him over so that he's standing up straight, and gets around him in time to hit the Fiennes-O-Matic. Nuñez is totally outcold...
A referee jumps out of the tree where Lance was, but lands because he doubles as a ninja. Lance covers Nuñez...
1...
2...
3!!!
Lance takes the combat title, considers taking Nuñez's Undisputed Title, but instead urinates on the spinning head before running off deeper into the park with the combat title...
Post by The Reckoning: Victor Hades on Jun 4, 2007 11:41:52 GMT -6
Fiennes runs on for what seems like hours but only in reality a few minutes deeper into the park. The sunlight no longer can be seen, not a single soul around, and nothing but the chilling sound of the wind howling through the air. Fiennes seems to scratch his head for a moment, and hangs the corner of his lip open squinting his eyes. Looking back behind him as he does a double take, pointing where he had just ran from and then back to where he is standing. Puzzled, Fiennes shrugs his shoulders and wraps the title closely over his shoulder. Suddenly, before Fiennes can venture too far into the woods, a large murder of crows fly out from a bush scattering everywhere around Fiennes. Jumping slightly off the ground swatting in all directions, Fiennes staggers as the crows fly around him pecking at his frame.
[ Wham! ]
A nearby metal garbage can comes swinging down through the air and midst of crows, denting over Fiennes' flesh and bone. Bouncing off his head with such great force, the dented garbage can ricochets off Fiennes' head and falls to the ground. Just as Fiennes falls to a knee, Victor Hades comes leaping through the air through the murder of crows. Spearing Fiennes into a nearby wall, as Hades steps back from the impact. Quickly lifting Fiennes up over his shoulder, Hades quickly steps onto a nearby bench. Holding Fiennes over his shoulder as he locks him in, Victor rushes off the bench leaping into the air before driving Fiennes' skull to the concrete for a Voice of Evil.
Waving towards the shadows as he covers Fiennes, Hades seems to wave down his referee standing by. The referee rushes over and drops for the count...
[ 1...2...3! ]
*New Champion*
Rushing off, Hades grabs the referee by the collar dragging him along and scoops up the title and rushes off out of the park. Running out into the street, Hades stops a nearby taxi cab and throws the driver out of the driver's seat. Tossing the referee into the back, Hades jumps in the driver's seat and speeds off. Finally stopping at some abandoned warehouse, Victor grabs the referee and runs inside.
Post by Lance Fiennes on Jun 5, 2007 1:50:16 GMT -6
Oddly, Lance has recovered and, while Victor took the initiative to find a warehouse, Lance had anticipated Victor's movements and snuck inside the warehouse before Hades could.
As the US champ stumbles into the dusty old abode, he looks about, expecting some kind of a violent gift at the door. He sees nothing, sighs a bit, then walks onward into the warehouse. It's only maybe three seconds before the door behind him swings shut and the referee adjacent to him whimpers in fear.
Victor tries to adjust to the darkness, but before he can he feels the grating agony of a large wooden stick being battered against his ribs. Doubling over, he reaches out to get bearings on where the attacker is in the darkness, but a quick smack to the back of his head later and the lights are turned on by a fearful referee, revealing a rather bruised Lance Fiennes standing over Victor Hades with a bloodied two-by-four. He throws the wooden weapon aside and proceeds to cover Victor, the referee stumbling over to the pin fall and making the count.
1...
2...
3!!!
Lance takes the Combat Title, scoop slams the referee onto Victor's body, and then rushes out of the warehouse to hide in a well...
As Lance hides in the well, his Ret Inc team mate BDC jumps out from the darkness and shouts "BOO!"
Lance gasps in shock, and BDC rolls him up into a quick schoolboy pin as the ref, who also just so happens to be down the well fixing some miner repairwork on his day off, counts to three.
Lance and B laugh and joke as they take turns in being pinned, but they also make sure that they stress that it is a 100% hetro fashion, and that all the cool kids are doing it these days.
3 hours later, they both get out of the well and decide that they can't be bothered any more, so Lance goes to the pub while BDC just lays down and waits for some random EWC superstar to appear from no where and pin him for the title.
TBC
I've still got it - how screwed does that make the rest of you?