Marty, come here.
Joe I swear I didn't..
Joe tosses him into the wall and starts kicking him.
You idiot! You mean to tell me you didn't check up on these things! Dammit I was asleep while you drove. Kingpin and Al were following us! It was your damn fault Marty!
Joe keeps kicking him and punches him in the mouth and busts his lip open.
You made me look like a fool! Dammit! Boss, get him off.
I'm just as pissed as he is Marty.
Joe picks up Marty and tosses him out the door. The ravers gasp but then keep dancing. Marty gets up and leaves trying not to get trampled. Joe kicks the wall, still pissed off.
Dammit!
Holy shit Joe look on the TV.
SON OF A BITCH! They fucking ruined my office suite! Those bastards!
Joe sits down steaming.
Dude they littered with with male porn and fire ants and slop.
Do you think I don't know that? Damnit I gotta get revenge now somehow.
Well Joe, he did mention his new fed, Armageddon's Inferno...
Yes, so he did. I don't want to demolish it like I did BTW. I have a better idea. Get that asshole Marty in here.
Kingpin motions for Marty to come back in. Marty comes in with a tissue up his nose from where it was bleeding, and his lip is still busted. He is holding his ribs.
Marty, grab a big bag of that coke over there, and Al grab some of the other drugs. I got a plan.....
The scene fades as Marty and Al grab the drugs and Joe and Kingpin go outside with them to the van for another drive.
The scene reopens as Joe and Co. are outside the Armageddon's Inferno. We see lots of half dressed women, and drug dealers and the like going inside. The sign on the front has been spray painted over to "Armageddon's Inferno: Illegal Drugs, Underage Sex, and Devil Worshipping". Joe is laughing as from across the street he is parked in the van, he is there himself watching, talking to Kingpin on his cell.
You know now that I think of this, maybe we should have demolished it. This is a whole lot worse. He'll never get this place open with this rep! Hahahaha.
And I found out where this place was from Arm himself! I called saying I was an interested wrestler! hahaahaha
The Inferno has a rave party and Arm doesn't know it! Man that place is loaded with all kinds of things up there.
Joe looks on and starts laughing even more. We see outside Arm is walking up and asks a Goth what's going on who simply pats him on the back and says,"Excellent Party man!" Arm starts cursing. A police car rolls up and the female officer gets out with her male partner. Arm goes to him for help.
Officer! get all these people out of my building! They're ruining it!
Are you Armageddon?
Yes I am, but listen, these people...
You are under arrest for 21 counts of crime. Drugs, Underage sex, and devil worshipping. plus already assault.
What? You gotta be kidding me! I'm not even supposed to be here today I was just picking up a contract for a wrestler that called me!
The police officers arrest Armaggedon, cuffing him and reading his rights. They clear out the people inside and put a sign on it closing it down. Armageddon is cussing and he still doesn't know what happened as the cops shove him in the police car. Joe sets up his camera to speak.
Arm when you get this of course you'll be seeing it on a prison TV. Don't worry, I'll be sure to bail you out Tuesday so you can be at my hometown Wednesday so my family and friends can watch me tear you apart. Just try not to drop the soap that's all I have to say! hahaha. Now about the promo I saw you make. You were right, Joe Cool was made to look like well, in your words, Joe Fool. But now as you're being driven to the local jail, I ask this: Who's the fool now? Taker you just can't beat me at mind games. You think you can, you think you intimidate me, you think you are the best, but you aren't, and quite frankly, never will be.
I noticed you said, you ARE Defiance. I'm wondering do the other hard working members of Defiance know this? What would Mazda, Fate, Ty, AOD and who knows who else caught wind that you think you are carrying them? You WERE Dark Forces? What would all those former members think? Man, for a guy that's not talented you sure don't give credit where credit's due. You would have lost the stables match countless times weren't it for your other Defiance members. Trust me, Taker. I don't like any of those guys, but I do have respect for them. Something which I have none for you. You say that I'm too scared to come after that title? No I'll tell you the things I'm scared of. I'm scared of losing my business after fans turn off their TV's due to the gruesomeness of the match when I tear you apart. I'm scared of being put away for assault or even murder, should I get lucky enough to go that far. I'm scared of how many fans I'm going to lose when I step in that ring with the mind of a psychopathic killer. Those are the things I'm scared of Taker. You? You don't even crack the top 1000. What I did to Jack Dimond? Why bring that guy up? He's a nobody. I shoved his head in a donkey's ass, which quite frankly, should have done to you in the first place. By the way, Dimond was fired last week by Daniels. I was going to be nice and give him minimum ICW wage, but Daniels decided to fire him after he failed a drug test. From the looks of your "inferno" I'd say you didn't pass a drug test either!
Now I noticed what you did to my office suite, oh trust me Arm I was pissed. But like you say, I got even. In a big way. My suite in ICW offices that you littered with all that shit? It'll be clean in days. I am used to this from the last time you were in my offices taking over for me. I mean, that was nastier than this. By the way, Arm, that photo of you dancing in a skirt with The Chippendales is currently being big off on E-Bay, it's up to 2 million! Shit it gets any higher I can retire from the whole business!. How the mighty like you fall to such levels amazes the hell out of me. One last thing before I go. You say where Extreme ends, you begin. Well that's true Armageddon. You see, the meter that goes from jobber to extreme, is a full loop. So, where extreme ends, worthless jobber begins. Me? I prefer staying on extreme. And Extreme is how it's going to be this Wednesday, when I defeat you, and earn myself a new ashtray. Why? Because I'm Joe Cool and I can.
