In the Bar, Inside the ring, EMT's are seeing to Tony Danza, who miraculously received only a small scratch to his forehead and a slight headache. Alyssa is now outside the ring, flirting heavily with Chip Young. Grimm is having a drink, while talking to no one in particular about the tragedy of Pestilence in the BRB... Oh my god.. this has been ONE more week.. Britney Spears, kidnapped from my arena. Tom Greene is sueing me for damages to his already ugly mug. Now we have Tony Danza, im SURE he wont ever help ME out again... When will it stop... When...Grimm pulls out his large flask this time, and fills his coffee cup. Chip Young, who as we know, is trying to woo alyssa. Hes susceeding. Alyssa whispers in his ear, and the two of them silently crawl beneath the ring. Pestilence suddenly comes running from the entrance, down the ramp, and slides into the ring. Knocking over one of the EMT's and slides right back out the other side of the ring, in front of the announce table... (breathing heavy) Hurry up damnit.. RING IT!!! Grimm motions to the bell man, just as Pentagon steps out onto the ramp for the second time in one night. He looks down at Pestilence, who jumps the guard rail and takes off into the audience... Ring that bell, now.. this match is still on.. Welcome back folks.. looks like we got us a real match started here tonight...The bell man does his job as Pentagon reaches the ring. He looks at the EMT's in the ring, and continues on his way to Pestilence, who is now at the front door, heading into the parking lot. Pentagon comes around the ring, steps over the guardrail, and runs into the CGW Proof, who are there for BarBarian's match, which takes place later. Whitelight, Phantasm, Choke_hold, Silky, and Charlie D all stand up, and block the big mans path. (whitelight) (Phantasm) (silky) (Pentagon, mumbling) Back at the Announcers Table, Grimm is watching the small TV before him, Pentagon is still after Pesti, and Chip is gone... Well, it looks like Pentagon is going to follow Pestilence to the ends of the earth to take him down, My co-announcer Chip has dissapeared while Dale is being fed coffee intavenously...We see Dale sitting in a chair at ringside, hooked up to a machine which feeds him coffee every few seconds... This match has been one weird one so far, we havent seen but ONE move done.. and that was to the Ref, btw for those of you that care, Tony is fine. Hes standing again, and he isnt calling everyone Marge anymore. Ohh.. looks like Pentagon has FINALLY found his target... Hes closing in on him in the parking lot.. Do we have a camera out there... No? GET ONE... Outside in the Parking Lot, Pestilence is taking a small breather in the cab of his prized truck, the Pestinator. Its got all that good stuff on it, Specialized red and green exterior, leather and cloth seats, CD and Tape player, Extended Cab, Third door, Customized sunroof, and Ground Effects. (i think we can kiss the truck good bye) Pentagon steps from the front door and slowly walks down the rows of vehicles. He stops and checks under each one, he stops before a large bus, and peers in the front window... Inside said bus, he can barely see a blonde haired man, and a beautiful brown eyed girl in the back of the bus, the driver is laid out in the front seat... Pentagon turns and continues down... Pestilence, who has exited his truck, is goign through the toolbox set in the back. He is laid over in it, only his legs are hanging out... Damn.. i cant reach it...Like I can? Damn you are a wuss.. Maybe if we could go to the OTHER side... Pesti never gets the chance to finish his sentence as He is violently jerked from the toolbox, and slammed into the car parked beside him... You thought you could get away? Never little man, you now face me LIKE a man... Pentagon turns and slams Pesti in to his own vehicle, shattering the glass in the drivers side door... That was my TRUCK... ohhh... Pesti kicks at Pentagon trying to get him to release his hold, only making the big man madder. He hoists Pesti up and Slams him down on the hood of the truck, denting it in, and cracking the front windshield. Pesti is thoroughly unconsious at this point and slides off the truck onto the ground. Pentagon grabs him by the tights and proceeds to drag him across the gravel parking lot back to the front doors... Back in the "Bar", We now join Grimm, a half consious Jim Dale, and an extremely happy Chip Young, along with an extremely blushing Alyssa Milano... Welcome back to the Bar Room Brawl, im Chip Young for those of you that...Chip pauses to kiss his new "girl", who sits on his lap... .. that care, and this is my partner in crime, Jim Dale. Jim is a bit out of it due to a tranquilizer dart, and some morphine, if you are just tuning in.. never mind... Also with me is the co-founder of the Bar Room Brawl, Grimm... (a slighty tipsy Grimm) Pentagon has just crossed the guard rail and pulls Pesti over, who catches himself oh the top of the bar and hangs on... No way is this gonna be THAT easy...Pesti tries to kick his feet, and Pentagon just lets go... Pesti's knees smack the floor, hard, and he releases the rail. The CGW Proof, who are sitting before him, are all laughing and drinking, Phanta throws a half empty can of beer at Pesti, who reaches up, grabs it, and chuggs the remainder... Thanks G, i needed that...Pesti turns and looks at Pentagons chest, he looks up.. up.. and finally reaches his face.. Hes not smiling. Ohh.. lookie.. Pentagon is gonna smash Pesti's face in... Wake me when its over...Dale passes back out, and Grimm pours himself another, while Chip is busy making out with Alyssa. Tony Danza, the guest referee, hops outside the ring and steps between the two men, Pesti and Penta. Ok, im getting tired of this crap, you two have to get in the ring now or im gonna call this a no contest.. and if you TOUCH me Pentagon.. im gonna SUE your rear... Pesti and Penta both look down at him, hes shorter and both of them, and stare for a moment... Damn.. DamnDamn Pesti and Penta look back at one another... Dont do... That again Pesti steps back, nods to Penta... Then slugs Tony in the mouth... NOBODY tells me what to do.. NOBODY...
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Ring the damn.. Ring.. Ring the damn bell man... Hes after me.. QUICK..
Whoa.. hold up Dawg.. Chill.. You be runnin round here like some fool...
Yeah, why you gotta act the fool up in dis hizouse... Relax Dawg...(choke_hold, yeah the Dead guy)
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You tell 'im Choke... (charlie d)
Anyway... You best be leavin' da Pest alone... Hold up.. Deez Chill.. Pesti is FEAR.. Excuse up Dawg.. forgot our place.. Take him out... But make it painless...Pentagon looks at the Proofers with a cockeyed glare then storms through them...
Damn kids... Now he got away from me... Pentagon continues on toward the front door.
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Yello Yeople... Grimmm here wyth Chip N' Dale, calling a yell of a maytch...