JR: “Hello fans, this is Jim Ross, here with Joey Styles. Any minute now, we will be hearing the music of two men, two vile men who each proclaim themselves to be the most evil man in the CRF.”
JS: “That’s right JR, some even say in all of Cyberslam!”
JR: “Who knows. Now, as you can see we have quite a structure set up, Joey, could you explain this to the fans watching at home.”
JS: “I sure can. Now, there are two giant steel cages stacked atop another, and held together by just a few chains. Who knows how sturdy this structure is. Next to the ring there is a giant forklift, which will carry the slammers to the top of the second cage. This is where the match will begin…. Wait a minute JR, can’t you just jump off the side and call yourself the first one out.”
JR: “I suppose so Joey, but then you’d be dead.”
JS: “Oh yeah! That’s not good. Anyway, the slammers have to somehow make their way into the top cage, don’t ask me how. Inside… weapons. A whole lot of em! Haha! They have to beat the hell out of each other. After that they have to find a way to get down to the first cage, where there are yet even more weapons. And in the corner, an opening, a gate which the ref will open for one of these slammers to get out and declare themselves the most evil man in the CRF… the other slammer. Mincemeat.”
JR: “And if that ‘other slammer’ just happens to be Carnage- his career will be over… forced into retirement.
JS: “Hey, he’s the idiot that asked for those stipulations. He has no one to blame but himself.”
JR: “I suppose that’s true, but something is just not right about this whole entire-”
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“IRONMAN” by Black Sabbath begins to play on the speakers, at a blaringly loud volume, cutting the announcers off.