CR Massacre theme song blasts through the arena's sound system.
CR Massacre makes his way to the ring after his contest with DragonDevil ended in a draw on Tuesday Terror, and he doesn't look very happy...
Carlos Sanchez: "I wonder what he wants, he had his fight, and it was a tie, what more is there to say?"
Charles Whiterspoon: "Looks like someone is trying to make their presence felt here in SCT after quite some time now... I'm actually curious, let's see what he has to say..."
Massacre grabs a mic from the ringside announce table, wearing his ring attire. Cornelius makes his way into the ring to and assorted mix of cheers and jeers. Massacre sneers as he stands in the center of the ring, building the suspense with a dramatic pause as the raucous SCT crowd teems with anticipation. Massacre raises the mic to his lips...
CR Massacre: "First of all, I'd like to have all of you idiots turn off your cell phones, pagers, and all electronic devices while I speak, and kindly shut your screaming baby's and little brats mouths so I can be heard loud and clear. What I have to say takes precedence over each and every one of you degenerates, so show a little respect... thank you."
The fans erupt with a barrage of boos and expletives after what was said by this arrogant egomaniac. Anyone who was unsure before has now made the decision that they don't like this guy...
Carlos Sanchez: "Wow, is this guy for real?"
Charles Whiterspoon: "Ummm..."
Massacre brings the mic back up to his mouth, ready to speak again after another long pause to soak in the heat from this wild mob here in this sold out arena...
CR Massacre: "Now, as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted is that for months now I have lurked in the shadows and have been analyzing my surroundings here in SCT, and I have come to one definite conclusion based upon what I have seen... I DON'T LIKE IT!! Furthermore I don't like any of you... Which leads me to my hapless adversary of tonight's draw, DragonDevil. If there is one thing I hate more than all of you pathetic morons, it is settling for anything less than victory in any competition. I am not one to make excuses, but the only reason I didn't beat DragonDevil tonight was because he was greased up with some kind of baby oil, or vegetable oil or something. That is why I couldn't hold on to any of my moves that I attempted. Not to mention that I'm pretty sure that he is on steroids, and perhaps some angel dust... But you didn't hear that from me. However, what you will hear from me is a loud thud as I smash a brick into DragonDevil's head, and again when I frog splash a steel chair right through you're sternum with a "Perfect 10 Steel Chair Frog Splash". What we will hear from you is a whimpering little twit begging for reprieve while I thrash you within an inch of your life...As a matter of fact, I'm not waiting for a rematch, I will handle this right here, right now, tonight!! So DragonDevil, GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE AND FINISH WHAT WE STARTED, IF YOU GOT THE GRAPES!!"
Cornelius Rupert Massacre stands waiting as the crowd buzzes with excitement awaiting the entrance of DragonDevil...
CR Massacre: "Just as I suspected, DragonDevil is nothing but a coward. I knew he wouldn't come back out here to face me like a man. He would rather loaf around in the back while he gets rubbed down with Icy Hot by some fruity ma..."
Massacre is interrupted by the music of DragonDevil, and DragonDevil comes running out all fired up!
Carlos Sanchez: "I think we all know what this means..."
Charles Whiterspoon: "Yeah, it means that someones gonna get their ass whipped!"
DragonDevil storms in the ring and Massacre who seems surprised by his attitude rolls out of it quickly and looks at DragonDevil from the outside of the ring.
DragonDevil grabs the ropes and calls Massacre to the ring but Massacre stays on the outside asking him to step back and let him get back up in the ring.
The two fighters argument and badmouth each other for a few seconds until DragonDevil realises Massacre won't enter the ring and decides to give him some space.
DragonDevil steps back and calls Massacre.
After a few seconds of hesitation Massacre slowly enters the ring being extremely cautious and without taking his eyes from his opponent.
The two fighters now get close to each other and they start arguing.
They look each other in the eyes and the badmouthing goes on.
Massacre decides to hit DragonDevil with a punch but he sees it and blocks it just to counter it with a big right hook.
Massacre immediately fights back and a brawl starts in the middle of the ring.
The crowd goes wild as the fighters try to hit each other as may times as they can and as hard as they can.
Security comes running from backstage and try to break the brawl and keep them apart.
After a few moments they succeed and manage to hold the both wrestlers down.
Tamara then comes out and stops at the top of the entrance ramp holding a microphone on her hands.
Tamara: " So, you boys want to fight right? This a battle to see who the alpha male is no? All these macho stuff... Hmpf... But here you play by my rules! You fight when I say so! IS THIS CLEAR? I will not tolerate any more of this.
Te crowd doesn't seem to happy with this. Some boos can be heard.
Tamara: "oh! But don't worry.. You will see them fight again. Massacre you will have your rematch. But under SCT rules. So right now you two will be escorted out of this ring. But later today you will have a fight! It will be DragonDevil vs Massacre in a rematch. And this time there will be no draws. I'll personally instruct the referee of your match to let it be a Last Blood match without any kind of medical concerns. Prepare your bodies well... You will need it..
Tamara leaves the arena and the security team takes the fighters out of the ring.
CR Massacre makes his way to the ring after his contest with DragonDevil ended in a draw on Tuesday Terror, and he doesn't look very happy...
Carlos Sanchez: "I wonder what he wants, he had his fight, and it was a tie, what more is there to say?"
Charles Whiterspoon: "Looks like someone is trying to make their presence felt here in SCT after quite some time now... I'm actually curious, let's see what he has to say..."
Massacre grabs a mic from the ringside announce table, wearing his ring attire. Cornelius makes his way into the ring to and assorted mix of cheers and jeers. Massacre sneers as he stands in the center of the ring, building the suspense with a dramatic pause as the raucous SCT crowd teems with anticipation. Massacre raises the mic to his lips...
CR Massacre: "First of all, I'd like to have all of you idiots turn off your cell phones, pagers, and all electronic devices while I speak, and kindly shut your screaming baby's and little brats mouths so I can be heard loud and clear. What I have to say takes precedence over each and every one of you degenerates, so show a little respect... thank you."
The fans erupt with a barrage of boos and expletives after what was said by this arrogant egomaniac. Anyone who was unsure before has now made the decision that they don't like this guy...
Carlos Sanchez: "Wow, is this guy for real?"
Charles Whiterspoon: "Ummm..."
Massacre brings the mic back up to his mouth, ready to speak again after another long pause to soak in the heat from this wild mob here in this sold out arena...
CR Massacre: "Now, as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted is that for months now I have lurked in the shadows and have been analyzing my surroundings here in SCT, and I have come to one definite conclusion based upon what I have seen... I DON'T LIKE IT!! Furthermore I don't like any of you... Which leads me to my hapless adversary of tonight's draw, DragonDevil. If there is one thing I hate more than all of you pathetic morons, it is settling for anything less than victory in any competition. I am not one to make excuses, but the only reason I didn't beat DragonDevil tonight was because he was greased up with some kind of baby oil, or vegetable oil or something. That is why I couldn't hold on to any of my moves that I attempted. Not to mention that I'm pretty sure that he is on steroids, and perhaps some angel dust... But you didn't hear that from me. However, what you will hear from me is a loud thud as I smash a brick into DragonDevil's head, and again when I frog splash a steel chair right through you're sternum with a "Perfect 10 Steel Chair Frog Splash". What we will hear from you is a whimpering little twit begging for reprieve while I thrash you within an inch of your life...As a matter of fact, I'm not waiting for a rematch, I will handle this right here, right now, tonight!! So DragonDevil, GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE AND FINISH WHAT WE STARTED, IF YOU GOT THE GRAPES!!"
Cornelius Rupert Massacre stands waiting as the crowd buzzes with excitement awaiting the entrance of DragonDevil...
CR Massacre: "Just as I suspected, DragonDevil is nothing but a coward. I knew he wouldn't come back out here to face me like a man. He would rather loaf around in the back while he gets rubbed down with Icy Hot by some fruity ma..."
Massacre is interrupted by the music of DragonDevil, and DragonDevil comes running out all fired up!
Carlos Sanchez: "I think we all know what this means..."
Charles Whiterspoon: "Yeah, it means that someones gonna get their ass whipped!"
DragonDevil storms in the ring and Massacre who seems surprised by his attitude rolls out of it quickly and looks at DragonDevil from the outside of the ring.
DragonDevil grabs the ropes and calls Massacre to the ring but Massacre stays on the outside asking him to step back and let him get back up in the ring.
The two fighters argument and badmouth each other for a few seconds until DragonDevil realises Massacre won't enter the ring and decides to give him some space.
DragonDevil steps back and calls Massacre.
After a few seconds of hesitation Massacre slowly enters the ring being extremely cautious and without taking his eyes from his opponent.
The two fighters now get close to each other and they start arguing.
They look each other in the eyes and the badmouthing goes on.
Massacre decides to hit DragonDevil with a punch but he sees it and blocks it just to counter it with a big right hook.
Massacre immediately fights back and a brawl starts in the middle of the ring.
The crowd goes wild as the fighters try to hit each other as may times as they can and as hard as they can.
Security comes running from backstage and try to break the brawl and keep them apart.
After a few moments they succeed and manage to hold the both wrestlers down.
Tamara then comes out and stops at the top of the entrance ramp holding a microphone on her hands.
Tamara: " So, you boys want to fight right? This a battle to see who the alpha male is no? All these macho stuff... Hmpf... But here you play by my rules! You fight when I say so! IS THIS CLEAR? I will not tolerate any more of this.
Te crowd doesn't seem to happy with this. Some boos can be heard.
Tamara: "oh! But don't worry.. You will see them fight again. Massacre you will have your rematch. But under SCT rules. So right now you two will be escorted out of this ring. But later today you will have a fight! It will be DragonDevil vs Massacre in a rematch. And this time there will be no draws. I'll personally instruct the referee of your match to let it be a Last Blood match without any kind of medical concerns. Prepare your bodies well... You will need it..
Tamara leaves the arena and the security team takes the fighters out of the ring.