December 1st, 2012. (All, present and past)

[Trash]

Real Extreme Wrestling, Monday Night Wrath opens with,


December 1st, 2012


Scrolling onto the middle of the screen. The theme plays, the intro rolls and the remaining REW fans are plunged into another show. The date disappears from the Raven Vision only to be replaced by the familiar drums of Trash's entrance music,

Allyson : December first? What's that all about?

Simon : Maybe Real Extreme Wrestling wants the wrestlers to know what day it is so they don't forget to show up.

Allyson : I don't think those who no show events even watch the show...

Simon : Last week we saw an intense encounter between Ho, Trash and Widow with Sung Ho accepting quite a dangerous match.

Allyson : Dangerous for Trash. Sung Ho is younger, physically stronger and believe it or not, I think he's got better conditioning. Trash has been around the block more than a few times but Sung Ho's got the endurance advantage.

Simon : Well, the match is yet to be made official, maybe that's why Trash is here.

Allyson : Let's hear what he's got to say.

The Sanity Assassin steps between the ropes and the spotlight shines on him as he emerges from the darkness. On his shoulder is the Real Extreme Wrestling world championship...on his waist is the CEW title and in his other hands is the CBF world championship.

The fans look in confusion at the titles unknown to them as Trash drops cross legged center of the ring and brings the microphone to his lips, looking across the arena.

Trash : "I've been in this business for over ten years. More than a decade had been spent by me chasing who knows what across the plains of Cyberslam, Ring Wars, Wrassle and now Real Extreme Wrestling.

Now, don't think I'm trying to intimidate Sung Ho with all of my experience. For all intents and purposes, I have been one of those people who's shown throughout his career that experience means little in a business where you're one unseen chairshot away from the top.

One could say that my entire tenure in the business has been a colossal waste of time that accomplished nothing. I am not revered as a legend, no DVD sets are made of my matches and frankly, only a select few care for my existance.

Yet, fame and glory had never been my intent. My intent was to use this platform, the platform known as live television, to illustrate and show the superiority and inherent truth of my world view. It's no question that I've sucesfully done so.

Trash stops, collecting all the belts into a pile before himself.

Trash : So this meagre collection of gold that I had acquired is meaningless indeed, but I feel it makes a point. I have brought it here to bury it, along with this company and my career. More than 10 years have taken a toll on my body and on my mind.

Some have said that the world ends in December 2012...well, I personally think that's a bunch of commercialized nonsense. Sadly for all the fans here and at home, I do have to announce that although the world will still be here past December 2012, there is one thing that will not, and that is Real Extreme Wrestling.

December 31st, 12:00AM, Real Extreme Wrestling and my career shall forever rest!

The fans boo but most just stand in shock. An official announcement of the end of a 6 year era?
A small but loud minority however chants for Sung Ho, as if reminding Trash that he has yet one more thing to address.

Trash : As far as Mr. Ho is concerned, yes Sung, our match is on and it will close out the end of this fed. The minute the time for our iron man match expires is the minute Real Extreme Wrestling goes off the air for good.

Tonight is December 1st. In 30 days, it ends.

Is somebody going to prove Trash's prophecy wrong by miraculously raising dozens of old school guys to come in and roleplay? Don't be ridiculous, there's a better chance of Fluttershy becoming president of the world.

TBC by a Sung Ho beatdown.



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[bighomie]

Homie is sitting in his locker room watching Trash in the middle of the ring calling out Sung Ho and claiming that he is going to bury his career and REW on December 31st.

He gets up from his chair that he was sitting in before walking over to a closet he pulls the door open and grabs a large duffle bag off the floor which he throws it over his shoulder. He slams the door before heading for his locker room door. He pulls that open and makes his way towards the gorilla position.

Once he arrives he motions for the techie's to cue up his music. We cut back to ring side where Trash is standing in the middle of the ring waiting for his beat down but instead the sounds of "Saviour by Skillet" plsys over the PA System. He steps onto the top of the ramp and looks around before heading towards the ring.

Allyson: Holy crap Homie is doing something and there isn't a card going on. Maybe this world really is coming to an end.

Simon: Maybe he's got a problem with Trash out here showing off his titles.

T: Or maybe he's coming to claim the only titles he's never won here.

Allyson: That is quite possible. A few weeks ago he was calling Trash out for not being here so maybe he's coming to confront him in the middle of the ring.

Homie steps onto the apron then over the top ropes before walking over to the time keeper and motions for a mic. After he gets one he walks back to the other side of the ring looking across from Trash. He removes the bag from his shoulder and drops it on the ground before putting the mic to his lips.

Homie: So you wanna come out here and yammer on and on about how you've won titles and how you've been doing this crap for the last 10 years.

Homie bends down and opens up the bag and begins to pull out title after title dropping them infront of the bag. He stands back up and once again puts the mic to his mouth.

Homie: I to have been doing this crap a while and I to feel the toll it has taken on my body. And I also agree with this ridiclious conspiracy that the world is going to end on December 21st 2012. But what I don't agree with is the fact that Sung Ho should be getting that title shot.

Trash: Then please enlighten us as to who should get this shot. Because gotta tell you not a whole lot of people around here.

Homie: Give me the shot. I've been here since Scotty was running this place and never got a shot.

Trash: Sounds like a personal problem to me.

Homie: It might be but since this place is closing there doors anyway why not have the two people who started this place finish this place by going one on one.

Homie puts the mic down and waits for Trash's response or maybe someone else will have something to say.

[Trash]

Allyson : A daring challenge there by BigHomie and what an amazing ending it would be to watch the fed end with two of it's originals fighting for the top belt!

Simon : Yeah just grand. A champion who never defends his title against a challenger who's been missing in action for most of his career.

Allyson : It seems the fans disagree with you Simon...

Simon : They're idiots, what else do you expect?

Trash tilts his head, picking the microphone up.

Trash : "Well, I am shocked. It's been several minutes since your challenge and Sung Ho hasn't run down to beat both of us down yet. I guess he's not man enough to take the Sanity Assassin's challenge.

Homie, you're right. You do deserve the shot...by the simple virtue of standing here in the ring right now. You know by now that I don't care for titles, but I do like a good battle.

I accept your challenge Homie. "

The fans go ballistic as Trash drops the world title and the mic, turning around and sliding out of the ring, walking up the ramp, seemingly oblivious to the world around him.

TBC ? ? ?



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[whitewidow]

Trash walks back up the ramp, oblivious to the world around him. But there's one part of the world he's not oblivious to - the slim, sultry figure slinking her way through the smoke and the spotlight as "Better Than Revenge" by Taylor Swift smacks the speakers. And that figure is... me![/i]

Allyson: Here comes White Widow now, what does she want?

Simon: In that white dress, I know what I want for Christmas!

Yes, I'm in a dress, because if you're going to go to a funeral, you better remember to dress nice. I stand on the stage, microphone in hand, getting up close and personal with Trash as Big Homie watches from the ring.[/i]

White Widow: Hey, Trash, aren't we forgetting something? I believe I still owe you a date. So what do you say you stop trying to contact the dead? This isn't Ghost Adventures. You've tried your best, now it's time to try my best.

Allyson: Geeze, that's subtle.

Simon: Who could say no?

Allyson: Somebody who cares about the future of this company!

Simon: Like I said, who could say no?

TBC by ?