We now join Pesti right before his match is to begin, Pesti slowly drags to his feet and sticks his nose out, and a Tech pushes his way into the room... (techie) Damn that was fun.. Where is my bag.. I gotta get dressed...Did we HAVE to kick that man.. I SWEAR you are the meanest biznitch i have EVER met...Dragon looks up from his meditations for a moment... You go win this battle, and then we shall begin to teach you what you must learn... I shall remain here...Dragon falls back into his trance as Pesti finishes pulling on his tights... (no you didnt miss it.. he was starting when Dragon began to speak) Whoa.. Sorry there bigman.. Hey dont i KNOW you...Antispawn turns to face him... No. And You would NOT want to face me if you did, now begone you peon.Pesti just walks off towards the entrance... Out in the "BAR", (Chip Young) (Jim Dale) (Grimm) So you sure you got my music uploaded correctly? Yes Mr P. NO problems.. Just get ready to make your entrance when your cue comes up... Pesti nods his agreement, then proceeds to dump the mans coke over his head. He walks away snickering. Hahahaha.. Good one...DAMNIT why must you be a biznitch to EVERYONE!!! I wonder why I even let you hang around in this head...Let me? LET ME? Like you can GET rid of me... They tried that for YEARS but never succeded..Pesti pipes down as he hears the ring announcer begin... A few minutes beforehand, Ok Dale, lets get this straight. You DONT diss me, I dont diss you.YES, Chip. YES.. for bob's sake YES...The camera man gives them the signal... five.. four... three.. two.. one... Welcome ladies and gents, to the great Bar Room Brawl Fourteen the RETURN to the Bar. I am Jim Dale and this is my counterpart Chip Young.Dale smacks his co-announcer in the head knocking his headphones loose. Damn.. What happened there Chip? Lose your headset? Anyway... Tonight we have ONE more battle for you people at home, and of course one more BRAWL for the books here live... Tonight we see the crazy man, Pestilence, take on Bagelguy and Demonic. These men have NEVER entered a ring together and... Yeah.. Tonight is the FIRST time these men have been in the ring together and it promises to be a real Slobb...Dale smacks him in the head once again.. I TOLD you about that phrase.. Do you want the WWF coming down here and KICKing your arse personally? Nevermind... Looks like its almost time...Our guest ring announcer, Britney Spears, is ready to go... Yeah, and AFTER this thing is over im gonna make her say "Hit Me Baby One More Time"... Dale PLEASE.. She would have about as much to do with you as I would with Big Bad Momma... Britney is now climbing into the ring and the crowds hush a bit. She stands there for a moment as "Oops, I did it again" plays for a few seconds and she begins to speak... (nothing witty to say at the moment.. hehe)
Pesti has gotten comfortable on the couch, listening to the mumblings of his companion, Dark Dragon, when there is a sudden rapping on his door.
Excuse me Mr. Pestilence, but you have a match in about ten minutes... You MIGHT want to start getting ready... Seeing as how you are still in your street clothes...The tech turns to leave and Pesti kicks him straight in the rear...
Pesti finishes lacing his boots and stands. He nods to Dragon, who is lost in meditation, and exits the room almost walking over Antispawn who is standing with his back to the door...
We now join Chip Young, Jim Dale, and Grimm at the announcers table. A sizeable crowd has assembled already for this match and the din of the crowd is becoming deafening...
Yeah Dale, you know that he has spent some time in a mental hospital, but havent we ALL??
Nooo.. just because YOU have been in one dont mean WE all have....
Ok Ok boys, ENOUGH air time is in FIVE minutes... Get your shiznit together before we go on air this time... A few minutes later,
(it is now one minute until air time and we join Pestilence in the back...)
Pesti is leaned against one wall, saying a small prayer. He finishes his prayer and walks over to the tech...
We now go back to the annoucers table at thirty seconds to air time...
WELCOME TO THE FOURTEENTH ANNUAL... (speaking to her aide).. whats this thing called.. oh yeah.. (back normal) BAR ROOM BRAWL!!! I am Britney Spears, but you ALL know that, and i am gonna be your guest ring announcer for this thingy.The crowd breaks out into a chorus of...
Grimm gets to his feet (hes there just QUIET) and pulls up a mic...
I Cant Believe You People!!! This is a Superstar who took the time to come and announce for you!! SHOW SOME RESPECT!!!
A few members of the crowd quiet while the rest continue for a moment or two more. They finally tire of teasing her and all shut up, the arena is now quiet as a mouse...
Thank god... Now where was I? Oh yeah... Tonight we have THREE, count em ONE TWO THREE men who are going to beat the snot out of one another in search of some title or something...
Ok then.. Standing at a height of six feet five inches and weighing in at two hundred and sixty five pounds...
(NOTE: I dont know his entrance, use your imagination)
Demonic steps out onto the ramp as his entrance music plays... He poses for the crowds who are literally going gaga over the superstar in their presence. He walks down to the ring and rolls inside.
Next we have standing at a height of five feet eleven inches and weighing in at two hundred and sixyty two pounds...
(once again, no intro for the bagelman, imagination is a MUST)Bagelguy steps out onto the ramp, to much ruckus from the gathered crowds, and makes his way to the ring also...
And last but not least, the UNDERDOG of this match, standing at a height of six feet four inches and weighing in at two hundred and fourty pounds...