Ready to Roll (o2 any X-Gen Stars)

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As we return form a quick commercial break. The audience is roaring like never before on TakeDown. Everybody is anxious to see what will happen next. And it looks they don't have to wait much longer, as Slipknot's Psychosocial begins to play over the loud speakers. The fans stand up to there feet in anticipation. As this was someone new to the roster. Little did these fans know. The man about to come out will be one of the guys to help push the X-Gen division to a new level of 'Xcellence'.

His name ? Was Jimmy Vain.

Jimmy came out from behind the stage curtain. Making his presence felt. High Fiving the crowd as he made his way down the entrance ramp. Looking just as excited to be here as the fans are. Jimmy slid into the ring, then hopped up on the nearest turnbuckle. Throwing his arms up in the air. Saluting the crowd.

He then hops down from the turnbuckle, picking up a microphone nearby as he began to speak:

Jimmy - So this is XWA !? Gotta say that so far. This place is living up to all expectations. I've been a pro wrestler for over a year now. Gotta say I've never seen such a rough and rowdy crowd as this tonight on Take Down.

Jimmy recieves a big pop from the crowd. Doing a pretty good job of working them over.

I'm gonna make this short and sweet. I came to XWA for the X-Gen Division. Cause in my eyes, the X-Gen is the heart and soul of this company. A place where I can truly show off my skills as one of the best high flyers. I'm here to put on a show the fans will never forget.

You fans may not know me very well now ? But at the end of the day. You'll all remember Jimmy Vain !

Another pop from the crowd ensues as Vain patiently awaits a challenger.

[punch]

*The challenger he gets was more then likely in no way the one he was anticipating. Hatebreed's Straight To You Face blasts over the PA, and the Nassua Coliseum bursts into cheer as the single most controversial man in wrestling steps out from backstage.*

Buzz: Call the cops, Roach. !!!JONNY PUNCH!!! is in the building.

Roach: God help us all, Buzz. God...help...us...all.

*Punch steps out onto the stage with his trusty Kendo stick in one hand, and a mic in the other. He gazes out to the crowd. A loud "Puunnchy" chant echoes in the arena, then Punch signals for everyone to hold on a sec. Setting the mic down on the stage, he vanishes backstage for a few seconds.*

Roach: What the hell is he doing?

Buzz: Hey!!! Where ya' goin', Punchy!!!

*Seconds later, Punch comes back out from backstage, but in hand was an ice cold six pack of what he calls "Liquid Motivation". He cracks open a can and gulps it down as the fans go nuts.*

Roach: For cryin' out...he's drinking BEER on NATIONAL TELEVISION!!! Does he have any shame at all?

Buzz: I know you didn't just ask that question...

*Punch chucks the empty beer can off the stage, sets the other five on the ground and picks up his mic. After letting loose a level 8 class belch off mic (The you could still here anywayz) Punch raises his mic to speak.*

Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages...


Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee's BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!


And he's on Takedown to kick off 2009. Go fig, eh? The way I see it, this show's to f*ckin' soft to begin with. To many metrosexuals runnin' around. So I'm here to bring some BALLS back to Takedown. And back to XWA in general. Now let's turn our attention to the matter at hand. This kid standin' in the ring, lookin' for a match. A bonafide, 100%, unabashed, true to form, wet behind the ears...ROOKIE. Wow!!! Ya' know, it's been a loooooooooooooong time since I've even been in the ring with a rookie. A real long time. To long actually. Because there's nothin' better in my opinion then seeing the look on a young bucks face after their 1st major match. It's a look of pure f*ckin' DREAD. A look that says "Holy sh*t what the F*CK have I gotten myself into?" Well let me tell ya' what you got into. The wrong place, at the right time. Cuz it's TIME...It's TIME!!! What time is it? Time for me to drink another beer.

*Punch puts the mic in his pocket, picks up another beer, downs it, belches...again, pulls the mic back out, and continues.*

Roach: Good god all-freaking mighty...

You there young man, made a very...very grave mistake. You came out here thinking that all the X-Gen is are Junior Heavyweights who jump all over the damn place and do all kinds of fancy, new skool moves. NEH NEH NNNNNEH NAH!!! There's a whole other side of X-Gen. The side I'm on. The side that's about sheer, uncensored Vi-O-lence. You called out an X-Gen competitor. What sucks for you...is that I AM an X-Gen Competitor. So congrats, you get your XWA cherry popped by !!!JONNY PUNCH!!!. Not exactly how one would enjoy their 1st night of work, eh? Well themz be the breaks. And somethin' else may or may not get broken tonight as well.

Your jaw.

*Not only was the challenge accepted, but the gauntlet was thrown down as well. What would the young Jimmy Vain's reactio be to this most unpredictable development?*

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Jimmy - Well... this was a very interesting turn of events to say the least. I issue you a challenge and I get a crazy, foul mouthed drunk

I'll admit, this isn't quite what I expected. But hey, this is opening night and this is my debut. It's like they say. You only have one chance to make a good first impression. Soooooo...

Vain proceeds to dig down into his front pocket and pulls out..



a blunt !?

Roach: He's... not really going to smoke pot on National Television is he ?

BuZZ: I hope not. The censors aren't going to like this one bit if he does decide to....

Jimmy - Aw shit ! I knew I forgot something...

Jimmy starts digging around his pockets and.. he seems to have misplaced his lighter. He looks out at the crowd and yells out to them:

DO ANY OF YOU IN THE FRONT ROW HAVE A LIGHT !?!?

A young teenage male throws Vain a lighter. Security stands by not knowing really what to do. Should they try and take it away from Vain or not ? All they could really do is stand there and let it happen.

Roach: I can't believe what I'm seeing. And here I thought I've seen everything in XWA.

Vain takes the light and proceeds to fire it up. Taking a huge hit off that sweet tasting Mary Jane. The crew in the back quickly blur the pot smoking out the best they can. This is National TV after all.

Jimmy - AHHHHHH.. much better. Now I'm ready to go.

So... where were we !? Ah yes.. now I remember. You mentioned something about another side of the X-Gen division ? Something about uncensored violence and mayhem !?

I dig that. You want violence, bro ? I'll show ya violence. I'll show you what it is to be hardcore.

Hang on a sec'.

Roach: Now what !?

BuZZ: This has to be the most surreal experience I've ever had on TakeDown. This Jimmy Vain is a loose cannon. I heard about him pulling crazy stunts on the Indy Circuit. But I think this is pushing it a little too far.

Roach: Well, I can at least guarantee that the quarter hour ratings for this segment should be through the roof, BuZZ !

Vain proceeds to exit the ring, looking under the ring apron. Pulling out a table, followed by a ladder, lighter fluid, and a cheese grater. Sliding them all into the ring one after the other.

BuZZ: Oh no.. I don't like the looks of this. What the hell does Jimmy plan to do with all that stuff !?

Roach: Dunno, and I'm not sure if I wanna find out (laughs). And to top it off. He's got a rolled-up blunt hanging out of his mouth smoking it as he's doing all of this.

BuZZ: He's quite a bizarre character. That's for sure.

Vain sets up the table and positions it near the center of the ring. Next came the ladder. Setting it up and placing it near the far turnbuckle. The fans start to go crazy. Not knowing what the hell this newcomer is going to do.

Vain took the lighter fluid and proceeded to pour it all over the table. The fans automatically knew what was about to come next. Vain started to set the table on fire with the lighter given to him earlier.. buuuuut... decided otherwise.

Jimmy - In case you fans haven't heard about me on the Independent scene. You all know I've got my own way of lighting up a fuckin' table.

Vain takes one last hit off his blunt, then throws it on the table. Doing so, caused one tiny little flame to come out. Just enough to make the table engulf in flames.

Roach: I hope he doesn't plan on putting Punch through a table !?

Vain looks over at Punch and says:

*Hmph* Lets see if I pass the 'X-Gen' entry exam.

From there, Jimmy begins to climb the ladder. Carrying the cheese grater with him in his left hand. As he reaches the very top. He takes the cheese grater and proceeded to cut his own forehead with it. Blood starts to trickle and pour out. Vain has a sadistic smile on his face. Almost as if he actually enjoys this.

Roach: What kind of a man does this to his own body ?

As the blood continues to pour from his very being. Vain stands up on top of the ladder. Dropping the Cheese Grater out to the floor. With a smile on his face. He yells:

THIS...... IS...... HARDCORE !!!!!!!

Vain jumps off the ladder, doing his signature move, '3 Sheets to the Wind' (aka Shooting Star Press) through the flaming table.

The fans start screaming and yelling in both shock and excitement.

HOLY SHIT !!! HOLY SHIT !!! HOLY SHIT !!!

They proceeded to yell out. The announcers are so stunned, they don't even have the words to describe to the viewers watching at home what just happened.

Vain rolled around in pain & agony... except.... he was actually laughing and loving every second of it !?

Paramedics rush to ring with fire extinguishers. Spraying down Jimmy Vain and the rest of the ring before anything really bad could happen. They tried to escort Vain out of the ring. But Jimmy would not go and insisted that he'd stay. Cussing at them and telling them to get there hands off of him.

Vain pulled himself up, using the ropes as leverage. Blood still trickling down his face. His ring attire tattered and torn. Vain laughed it all off like it was just another day at the office for him.

So... was that good enough for you, Punch !?

And oh yeah... on a side note. I accept the challenge ;D.

Any match you want ? Will do it. As you've already seen. I'll go to any lengths to give the people what they want.

[punch]

*Punch grins from ear to ear at Vain's last comment. It was similar to the sound of a man signing his own death certificate.*

Young buck, you reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally should have though that last one through. True story. Because now your 1st night of work might be your last night of work. You see m'boy, I've been toying around with a few ideas over the offseason. What kind of ideas you ask? A Jonny Punch signature match idea, that's what. And what did I come up with? What devilish, sadistic, outlandish match did I whip up???




























The PUNCHY'S PLAYGROUND match.

Roach: I soooooooooooooooooooo do not like the way that sounds, Buzz.

Buzz: If it's from the mind of that man, there's good reason not to.

So what is Punchy's Playground? It's a place where I have all of my faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaavorite toys. Kendo Sticks. Tables. 2x4's wrapped in barbed wire, ladders...the works. What's legal? Anything you can think off. The only thing the ref needs to do is make sure the loser can get up on his own power, or call the EMTs if he can't. And how do you win the game in Punchy's Playground? Do you win by pinfall? Naaaaaaaaaaaaaah. Maybe by submission ya think? Neh uh. KO? To easy. The only way to win the day in Punchy's Playground is to make the other poor bastard BLEED.

*Shock and excitement fills the arena soon after.*

Roach: Told ya so. Can this situation get any more unsettling?

So how about it, Rookie? Interested in maybe spending your 1st official night on Payroll in ICU? Because that lil' display ya' just did, entertaining as it was...that ain't hardcore. Stupid? Hellz yea. Hardcore, no. Cuz any jackass can jump off a ladder, or cheese grate his own face. He'll probably get committed for it, but any jackass can do it regardless of the consequences. Try doing it against an actual opponent though. Case in point, me. And since you've already leaked you own ass open, makes my job that much more easier to open you up again. So...you've succeeded in letting everyone in the arena and in the back know you're an impressionable, easy to influence idiot...who likes to stage dive off of ladders through tables in his spare time. Home Depot must love when you show up. But you sure as hell haven't proven you're Hardcore...nor impressed me. That ain't gonna happen until I'M the one bleeding.

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Vain picks up his microphone off the mat. Blood continues to roll down his face, even dripping onto the microphone. Vain, covered in a crimson mask smiled from ear-to-ear, almost salivating at the chance of drawing more blood later tonight.

Finally, I found someone who loves to play with weapons as much as I do ;D. Your on for later tonight. As much as I enjoy tasting my own blood. Tasting yours will be that much sweeter.

Vain drops the mic and exits the ring. The odds aren't in Jimmy's favor tonight at all. His own sick and twisted plan may have just backfired in his face. But did Jimmy really care about that ? Hell no. Being in a match of this magnitude was like going to heaven for Jimmy Vain. No matter who draws first blood tonight. The fans are in store for a real treat later on in the broadcast.