The second week of action is upon us and what a week it is! New superstars take the stage and last week's victors attempt to edge themselves a little closer to that big brass ring we like to call the World's Heavyweight Championship. Let's get down to the ring to see how it all played out...
(1) The Millionaire has been itching for a chance to get his protege', JC Superstar, into the ring with Maximus Von Zeus to prove who is the real god and who ranks among the children of a lesser god. But that'll have to wait until next week. Today, it will be Warlock Star who accepts the challenge of Von Zeus.
The only living man to have been born in the heart of a black hole (that's W. Star) takes on a man who was sired by a virgin woman who happened to find herself picking lillies in a field when Zeus, from high on his throne on Mount Olypmus, deigned her worthy to carry his seed. Taking the form of a great white buffalo, Zeus penetrated her heretofore untouched womanhood with the power of his godlike lightning rod. And like the drunken frat boy that he is, Zeus deserted the woman like so much spent jism scattered across the cosmos. Nine months later, Maximus Von Zeus was born and tonight, that baby entered the ring to do battle with Warlock Star.
The match began simply enough, with both opponents seeming fairly matched. Star's nimbleness seemed more than a match for Von Zeus's height and girth. But eventually, Von Zeus gained the upper hand and with the speed of Mercury, squashed the living shit out of Warlock Star.
Maximus Von Zeus = 3pts via pinfall @ 4:38
After the match, Von Zeus mockingly made the sign of the cross as if to say "Come and get it, Superstar". He then touched his side and his wrists, looked directly at the camera and stated "Call me Doubting Thomas, but I think you're full of shit, Superstar!" The cameras cut to commercial as he laid a crucifix in the center of the ring and proceeded to expose himself. God only knows what he intended to do, but this is a family show and we won't be having any of that here!
(2) Next up was a punishment of sorts for the elusive Brown Hornet. Despite managing Dr. Matsumoto, the reigning World's Heavyweight Champion, the Hornet has been sequestered in secrecy, refusing to grant interviews or speak on the message boards. As such, the Board of Directors deemed it necessary to book two of the Hornet's charges, Lassiter Arcade and The Negotiator, in a match against GRAPPLECATS - the team of Tiger Nightmare and Battle Cat.
It must be said that Lassiter Arcade ranks among the finest technical wrestlers in the world. His style and grace, when pitted against Tiger Nightmare and the ox-like Battle Cat, was a vision to behold. The Negotiator, despite his name, couldn't argue his way out of a paper bag. Strength gave way to talent and teamwork as the 'cats found new ways to outthink this lumbering lummox. And when that didn't work, the GRAPPLECATS cheated, using a bag of catnip to incapacitate their opponents and score the pinfall.
Tiger Nightmare pinned the Negotiator @ 9:51
After the match, Dr. Matsumoto hit the ring! Displaying the speed and skill that have catapulted him to the highest prize in the sport, he decimated GRAPPLECATS and left them lying in the ring. Can there be any doubt that Matsumoto deserves to be called the best in the world?
(3) The Thrillionaire has been training under the tutilage of Matt Welz for several years, working out in his secret gym in a training regimen that can only be described as sinister and macabre. But the Phantom Dandy, managed by OUI, is a master of the macabre - he's a goddamn skeleton in a tux! These two men went at it tooth and nail, even taking it outside the ring for a brief spell, brawling into the crowd.
As evenly matched as they were, on this day, it was the Thrillionaire who took home the victory.
The Thrillionaire = 3pts via pinfall @7:28
(4) Next was the Inferno Match, pitting Conrad Wolfsbane (Cesar Romero) against Pierre St. Cloud (OUI) . The ring ropes were set ablaze and the only way to obtain victory was to set your opponent on fire.
The ring bell didn't chime for this match - it tolled! Flames licked skin and seared flesh as temperatures reached 500 degrees. At one point, St. Cloud jammed something into Conrad Wolfsbane's eyepatch, causing the empty socket to ooze blood and pus. It was this act which enabled St. Cloud to take home the victory in this epic encounter, setting his opponent ablaze!
Pierre St. Cloud = 3pts via the burning @ 12: 34
(5) Our final match saw Tokyo Torres (Tommy Huang) against Duke Alexander Stallion (Cesar Romero) - and it was intense, to say the least. It was intensity in 10 cities as these evenly matched competitors gave their all.
And in the end? ...
3pts = Duke Alexander Stallion via pinfall @ 4:30
This victory catapults Duke Alexander Stalllion into the #1 contenders's spot! But his position is tenuous at best, with two weeks remaining until TITLE WAVE, our first big Free-For-View event!Is anyone able to unseat the Duke from his throne? Only time and your challenges will tell!
Here are the current top 10 rankings
ReplyDelete1) Duke Alexander Stallion - 6pts
2) Pierre St. Cloud - 3pts
3) the Thrillionaire - 3pts
4) Maximus Von Zeus - 3pts
5) Sgt. Octopus - 3pts
6) J.C. Superstar - 3pts
7) Tokyo Torres - 3pts
8) Warlock Star - 3pts
9) Dr. Matsumoto (CHAMPION) - 1pt
10) Lassiter Arcade - 0pts
Well, well, well ... It looks like my Stallion is ahead in the race! Reminds me of when I bet the pony's with Bea Arthur on 'The Golden Girls' in 1985! Give yourself 40 to 50 years, little Huang and you may reach the top one day ... I'm sorry to say my dear Conrad Wolfsbane is suffering from severe burns thanks to Mr. St. Cloud. Don't think I will forget that 'Oui' ... I have no doubt some unfortunate soul will come and try to unseed my Duke so ... Sgt. Octopus has a fire in his eye the likes of which I haven't seen since I was on 'Get Smart' and Don Adams realized Barbara Feldon was sleeping with me! His appetite for destruction is insatiable. He knows J.C. Superstar is foaming at the bit for a chance to reign down heavenly destruction on Maximus Von Zeus, but The good Sgt. said if Superstar wants a REAL match, he should climb into the ring against him and be subject to a boot camp beatdown in the devil's square! And if J.C. is busy trying to perform a miracle for himself, Stg. Octopus would love to show the Thrillionaire that money can't buy you out of a lashing, a loss, and a drop in the rankings! However, If you are interested in investing in a new production, Millionaire, I'm looking to do a new version of 'Seven Women From Hell.' Sounds like it might be up your alley. Let me know. As for J.C. and Thrillionaire, which one will you have face the destructive wave that is Sgt. Octopus?!
ReplyDeleteThe flames get higher. The action gets hotter. Our rankings start to rise. Dr. Spectacular may be spectacular, but Danny is just DIVINE! Next week you will find this out...the hard way, Little Huang. Oui shall see...Oui shall see.
ReplyDeleteWe just woke up and the action is HOT! For those who couldn't understand Cesar Romero's rambling (it took us a couple of read-throughs to figure it out), it seems Sgt. Octopus is issuing an open challenge to either the JC Superstar OR the Thrillionaire, leaving the final decision up to "Millionaire" Matt Welz.
ReplyDeleteIt's unorthodox, but wrestling psychologist Dr. Sidney M. Basil has informed us that Mr. Romero may be delusional and possibly suffering from dementia. As such, we will leave the decision in the hands of Mr. Welz!
And OUI continues their feud with "Child Predator" Tommy Huang as Danny Divine will take on Dr. Spectacular next week! The folks at Opulence Unlimited really seem to have it in for this young managerial genius! But why?
Well, we here at OUI decided it was either fued with Brown Hornet (no reponse), Cesar Romero (long winded babbling response), The Millionaire (who knows what you will get on any given day response), or this young blazin' asian kid. We took the chinaman, dude. We always take the path of least resistance...of course, we are always well lubricated. It just makes cents.
ReplyDeleteAlright, then. Since oldass managers want to just sow their challenges all over the cement, one unlucky seed landed in the dirt patch. That dirt patch's name is JC Superstar. For he will take those seeds and jam them back into each and everyone of Octo's soggy pruney moist weiners. BOOK IT!
ReplyDeleteBut for MY challenge, a little up and cummer who has been taking the FED by storm that goes by the name of THRILLIONAIRE is looking to take the top of the mountain down with a chop of his hand. Dukee Ponyride, enjoy your stay on the top of the rankings, cuz it's not going to last very long. Thrillionaire is gonna show you a thing or 10 that he learned in the dungeons up in Canada. It will be a very bumpy ride for you, Eh.
I have spoken... and my speaks are worth a million!
ReplyDeleteDaaaaaaaamn! We've got a SUPERcard in the making! It looks like the Millionaire took the bait and decided to go fishing ... for OCTOPUS! The god battle will have to wait. Will this feud ever be resolved? Will it ever START?!?!
ReplyDeleteHere's what next week looks like:
1) Sgt. Octopus vs. JC Superstar
2) Danny Divine vs. Dr. Spectacular
3) The Thrillionaire vs. Duke Alexander Stallion
And will we EVER hear from the Brown Hornet?
Yes, it's true. Father time is catching up with me. However, I have the finest medical staff in the business and a cocktail of med's that will keep me coherent.
ReplyDeleteAh, Millionaire ... Welcome. There was a little project I did called 'Judgement Day' back in 88'.Satan came to claim souls once a year in a small village. When your false messiah steps into the ring with Sgt. Octopus, it will be reminiscent that film. Before Al Jolson took his last breath, he told me something. "False messiah's will come. Make sure you expose them for what they are, friend." He also told me to take the job on 'Love That Brute' as Pretty Willie Wetzchahofsky. Maybe he was delerious, but it is fitting now. No miracle in the world can save you now Superstar!
ReplyDeleteAs for you Thrillionaire, get used to playing with your managers fool's gold because you will NEVER reach the top of the FUCR mountain and attain real gold! My Stallion is going to canter and gallop all the way to a title match and leave his metaphorical hoof print's all over your carcass in the ring. After you are done licking your wounds, perhaps you, your manager, and myself could discuss something better for your career - a remake of 'Clown Alley', which I starred in in 1966 originally. Think about it.
How fitting that you starred in a movie aptly titled 'Clown Alley' back in 1966, somebody's gotta set the precedent of what a clown is. You just better hope your two crappy rasslers don't become 'Two on a Guillotine', cuz their heads are gonna ROLL!!
ReplyDeleteHow appropo that the Duke's name is "Stallion" as Cesar Romero's stable is little more than a blasted dog and pony show! All sizzle and no steak, that's what it is!
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately, since I hate that dadgum duck about as much as I hate Romero, I've got no one to root for! I've been taking 2nd billing to those ducks and that blasted rat since 1934 and I'm tired of it!
Ah, you've seen my work! 'Two on a Guillotine' was a personal favorite. You'll pay for referencing it, though! I was hoping to use it myself next week ...
ReplyDeleteNext Week!
ReplyDelete1) Sgt. Octopus vs. JC Superstar
2) Danny Divine vs. Dr. Spectacular
3) The Thrillionaire vs. Duke Alexander Stallion
4) Maximus Von Zeus vs. the Phantom Dandy
And since we haven't heard from the Brown Hornet in time, his stable will once again have to face members of the Industry Standard, Fantasy Unlimited Championship Rasslin's handpicked team of non-drafted grapplers.
Hm. I haven't seen a more pathetic league of losers since Blackjack Billy ran that group of F.A.G.S. into the ground. Only five managers and one doesn't show up. A new General Manaager is appointed and he doesnt show up. Gentleman, tear up your managerial licenses, hang your sacks on the hook and don't let the door hit your ass on the way out. You and your federation have failed.
ReplyDeleteHm. Someone has a small penis and his name is The Millionaire. Overcompensate much, son? I bet you drive a Hummer. And give them to Cesar Romero in the backseat. Yes, I will stoop so low as to offer outdated and politically incorrect homphobic humor. Did it upset you? I win.
ReplyDeleteWere I was inclined to watch old men struggle to move, I'd recommend the so-called general manager wrestle a match against Mr. Rooney. Perhaps it would be more enjoyable to watch them and Mr. Romero chase the duck?
And the child. Impressive, but pathetic. One needs not be a genius to confuse old men; a simple child will suffice. Call us when your balls drop. Who are the other managers? A business? Smut peddling is enticing but style is outdated and stale. Monster beavers do little for me; much prefer Hitler mustache or landing strip style. Matters little as businesses have no heart, only bottom line. And is there another one? The roster sheet says yes but the message board suggests otherwise.
Pathetic. I'd rather watch Paula Deen.
Crimeny, Neubuling! You remind me of Loretta Sayers, who took second billing to my rising star in the 1932 film "High Speed". You're ugly and your rotten crotch makes you irritable as all get out!
ReplyDeleteConsarnit! Look at me sidin' with the duck on this one!
Then go watch Paula Deen and quit wasting yours and our time. You'd rather try to hurt people's feelings instead of commenting on the spectacular wrestling product we produce. Focus on why you're here, dipshit.
ReplyDeleteI'm here to hurt people's feelings.
ReplyDeleteAre you sick of wasting it on your wife and loved ones?
ReplyDeleteI'm here to feel people's hurtings. Did you know that if you scrape the mat with a garden ho after the evening's events you can collect three or four jars of fantasy nectar? Don't feed it to your children though, it makes them cry. Hippity hop, hippity hop. Easter's come and goooooooone. It will be here next year though. So I'll sing, hippity hop, hippity hop, Easter's on its wayyyyyyy.
ReplyDeleteYer a lousy crumbum, Neibuling. Easter Benny... you're just weird.
ReplyDeleteLet me regale you all with a tale ... The year was 1972 and I was guest starring on 'Banacek.' George Peppard was recieving mysterious letters that hurt his feelings. He insisted that this was going to ruin his performance on the show. I made him a bet that I could change his fortune and stop the letters. There was a young man that had been hanging around the set that seemed suspicious so I investigated.The young man's name was Larry Turead. I bought him and ice cream and we chatted. Long story short, he admitted it was he who had been sending Peppard the nasty letters. I asked him why and he said he had Peppard had been saying, "I'll give you that autograph in a minute, 'T'," but Larry never got that autograph. He believed Peppard was insinuating that he was a toddler by calling him "T". I assured him he must be mistaken. Well, Peppard was still pretty down and out of sorts so I called in a favor from Julie Adams. She owed me a favor from our appearence together on 'The Jimmy Stewart Show' in 1971. She had wanted to meet Peppard and I was cupid shooting his arrow. They made Peppards trailer rock all night. The next morning, there was young Larry still waiting for his autograph. I had told Peppard it was Larry who had sent the letters. But, after a roll in the hay with Miss Adam's, Peppard was would have forgiven anyone. He said, "Sticks and stones, kid", when he finally gave Larry that autograph. Larry replied, "I pity the fool", and ran off with his autograph. Cut to 1983. I'm paying my old friend a visit after he has just finished the A-Team pilot. He introduces me to his new friend, Larry Turead. Larry said, "Call me 'T.' Mr. T." An amazing and true story of forgiveness and inspiration that arose from someone hurting anothers feelings. Why was I telling this story in the first place ......
ReplyDeleteThat made me weep a bit.
ReplyDeleteFrom where did you weep? B-b-b-b-b-b-BT? Did you weep, like Jesus wept from his wounds upon the cross? Weeping for some gooey caramel and nougat to quench his thirst?
ReplyDeleteI wept from mine eyes, which have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord as he, no longer bound by the cross, burst free from his bonds to enter a world of science and sorcery. Together, with his companions Ariel and Ookla the Mok, and his fabulous Sun Sword, he saved us from our sins.
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