LMS - Mouthman vs. Agent Shadow

[Vladimir Strife]

Due March 3rd by 6PM Pacific/9PM Eastern

[Chris Pyro]

The fans in the Jared Nathan Memorial Arena chant and scream in excitement for the nights events so far. Suddenly, The Truth Reigns by Adam Massacre begins to play as the fans give a mixed reaction. Some of the crowd turns to one of the pathways for the fans as Agent Shadow and Chris Pyro emerge from the breezeway. Agent Shadow is clad in black SWAT boots, black cargo pants, and a combat vest with a white spider on it, a black, long sleeve underarmour shirt underneath the vest. His face covered with a featureless black mask, only having white outlines to his eyes. Pyro is dressed in a similar attire, his face covered in a half-mask with a painted on grin.

Lizzie Morna:
The following contest is a Last Man Standing Match. Coming to the ring first, being accompanied by the "Strategist" Chris Pyro. He weighs in tonight at two hundred and forty five pounds. He represents Project Rebirth. He is, Agent Shadow!

Jimmy Pate:
Tonight we see the debut of Chris Pyro's protege Agent Shadow. And so far, he looks very impressive.

Ray White:
You're telling me... All that military like attire. It just makes me want to rip under it and see what lies beneath that mask!

Both men reach the guardrail, Shadow slowly makes his way over, eying everyone around him while Chris Pyro quickly lifts himself over. They both climb the ring steps and through the ropes, waiting for the arrival of their opponent. Chris asks for and receives a microphone before turning back to the ring entrance way as the music dies down.

Pyro:
Mouth Man, last week you asked who would want to treat with you. You got in my face, and interrupted what was going to be a rather fun evening. Now here we are, and you're facing my protege, my new soldier, and if you thought I showed no intimidation, Shadow here has seen and fought far worse on far off battlefields. So believe me when I tell you, you will kneel before us.

[mouthman]

Ominous music hits and Mouth Man emerges from the back upon the back of a tall black war horse. Jeers aplenty greet the hideous monster but he cares not for the opinions of sheep. He slowly makes his way down the aisle until he reaches the ringside area. His horse dips into a bow and the Accursed slides off as huge thunder pounds overhead in perfect syncery. Lizzie hasn't bothered announcing the beast out of sheer disgust and exits. 

RW: "He scares the shit out of me, Jimmy."

JP: "He's a little intimidating that is for sure."

The horse turns and releases a healthy triplet of horse shit upon the ground before galloping away. The music stops and MOuth Man speaks with power in his voice, without need for a microphone. 

Mouth Man: "Agent Shadow, the Host extended an offer to you that has now expired. You foolishly declined his most generous mercy, a mercy afforded to so few people. Do not let your heart be troubled. The Host favored you and thus your end will come swift. So it has been decreed."

Mouth Man reaches down and scoops up a handful of the horse manure and hurls it toward the two men. Both of them are quick as a hiccup and dodge the flying feces, but it winds up splashing against the announce table at ringside. Some of it gets on the commentators'  clothes. 

TBC Shadow

[Chris Pyro]

Both Pyro and Shadow look at the disgusting display of Mouth Man before Shadow turns his empty gaze back to the monster across the ring from him. Pyro lowers his head and laughs before raising the mic to his mouth.

Pyro:
Well. That was gross. Sorry Jimmy. Ray, it's a fitting look. Now, for you, Puppet Boy, Shadow refused the offer not because he was worried about some Host's mercy but because he has no interest in being a puppet to a coward hiding away and uses a lame excuse of a freak show to do his bidding. Anyway, enough talking. Shadow, it's your show.

Pyro drops off the apron returning the mic to Lizzie who is visibly shaken from the new monster. Pyro puts his hand on her shoulder reassuringly as the bell sounds.

Jimmy Pate:
Well, after that rather vulgar display by Mouth Man, it looks like it didn't faze Agent Shadow or Chris Pyro. Now I just wish I could get rid of this smell.

Ray White:
Why did he apologize to you?! And what does he mean it's a fitting look?!

When the bell rings, Shadow wastes little time and charges to the other side of the ring, delivering a straight kick to Mouth Man, pushing the big man back into the turnbuckle. The Punisher of Project Rebirth advances himself, delivering another straight kick to the Knight of the Winter Court. Shadow keeps up his advantage, delivering brutal blows to the head of the masked monster, forcing the man to sit in the corner before the Black Spider delivers one last kick to the mouth of the Mouth Man. Backing off after the barrage, gesturing for Mouth Man to get to his feet. Shadow shows no intimidation of the monster as he watches the Accursed get to his feet, shaking his head to clear the cobwebs out. Agent Shadow quickly goes back on the assault, shooting for Mouth Man's legs, lifting the big man up onto his shoulder, quickly slamming him down and mounting the monster. Grabbing at the mask, Shadow begins delivering more punches to Mouth Man's head. Each one harder than the previous, not letting the monster get any sort of momentum going. Shadow once again backs off before stomping down on the face of Mouth Man.

Jimmy Pate:
Agent Shadow showing why Pyro has chosen him. Shadow is not letting Mouth Man get it easy this week, every blow more punishing than the last.

Ray White:
Mouth Man deserves it! After that vulgar display, I hope Shadow follows through and puts Mouth Man down.

Shadow slides out of the ring, looking underneath for a toy to play with in this last man standing match. He comes out with an extendable baton, quickly striking the air to extend the metal tool. The Agent rolls into the ring and gets to his feet, only to be met with the Mouth Man's boot to the side of his head. Shadow staggers stunned from the sudden blow, dropping the tool. Not one to give up the advantage, Mouth Man grabs the head and shoulder of Agent Shadow before heaving the 240 lbs Soldier-turned-Wrestler across the ring. Shadow lands with a solid thud, the moment of the slam forcing him onto stomach. Shadow quickly gets to his feet, charging across the ring to try and regain his lost advantage, eating a boot to the face, knocking Shadow to the mat again. Mouth Man kneels over the Agent, placing his big hand over the throat of Shadow in an attempt to strangle the life out of his opponent. Shadow kicks about, trying to free himself, but his poor position doesn't allow for an easy escape. While Shadow struggles, and Mouth Man is distracted, Pyro grabs the discarded baton, and rolls it to his Soldier, unbeknownst to the Barbarlock. Shadow feels the heavy metal tool touch his hand, and immediately grips it and strikes it into the head of the Behemoth. Mouth Man crumbles to the mat, while Shadow takes a moment to get some much needed air before rolling to knees. Agent Shadow gets to his feet to march over to his opponent, stomping down on the chest of Mouth Man. Shadow reaches down, grabbing at the mask of the Black Knight, lifting him up to his feet. Shadow reaches for Mouth Man's wrist, and tries to whip him across the ring. This doesn't work, as Mouth Man pulls Shadow towards himself, clobbering Pyro's Protege with a short-arm clothesline. Not willing to let Shadow get too far away, Meridious Decimus keeps hold of Shadow's arm, lifting him back up. Mouth Man grips the mask of Shadow, pulling his own head back and begins to unleash a series of headbanging headbutts, before Shadow crumbles to the mat. Shadow holds his head while Mouth Man plans his next move.

Jimmy:
Pretty even match up so far. It seems the shot with the baton by Agent Shadow did little to really slow Mouth Man down.

Ray:
It's still early. Agent Shadow can still put this big Mouth Man in his place. I'm still trying to get that stench out of my nose *Ray pulls out a jar of Vick's and begins rubbing it beneath his nose*

[mouthman]

Mouth Man hulks over the prone man who besmirched the Host and straddles either side of him. The Faithless calls out a yell of power and bends down with his massive glad-happy hands stretched before him. He takes the Black Spider's head into his hands in the Vice Grip hold and attempts to crush his nugget like a grape, trying in earnest to make his palms touch each other despite the obstruction betwixt them. As any mortal would do, the Punisher flails, and flails madly. To showcase just how much dominion his Host has other this world, and to prove a point to Chris Pyro, the Accursed yanks his victim up and skyward, then spins around in a circle over and over again whilst maintaining the Vice Grip hold. After the sixth evolution Mouth Man screams out "GO BACK TO THE VOID FROM WHENCE YOU CAAAAAAAAAAAME" and releases Shadow into orbit. Pyro's Pet hurtles through the air out of control and lands harsh on the canvas, his fit 245 pound frame rolling several times before stopping near the far corner. The fans may not care for Project Rebirth but against an evil fucker like Mouth Man they can't help but root for the Agent amid the Shadows.



The hideous man's mouth grows agape to sickening level and his black split tipped tongue flickers several times. He is thoroughly enjoying this. The Agent is tough as they come though and makes his way back to his vertical base with help from the turnbuckles. The giant sets out in a slow jog toward him, which prompts Pyro to start yelling at his soldier to move out of the way. Though slow as molasses, Mouth Man gets to him before he can muster a dodge and crushes him with a basic Body Splash. Air and spittle seeps out from the smaller man and the Servant of the Host grabs him by the throat and under the arm. To showcase his strength superiority, Mouth Man steps out from the corner and heaves Agent Shadow up and over, sending him flying like a rag roll through the air. Somehow the nimble Punisher lands on his feet but is off balance, so he does a spec ops combat roll and pops back up to his vertical base. The Faithless cocks his head to the side in confusion. He certainly did not expect Shadow to do such a thing. The bewilderment lasts only a second before he steams forward like a run away train and lobs a Big Boot toward his face. Once again the agile Agent combat rolls, this time underneath the lifted leg of his adversary. The Black Spider runs forward, leaps upon the middle cable, then soars back toward the monster whilst spinning around through the air. Mouth Man turns around just in time to receive the man's kick to the side of the head.

JP: "After getting dominated for the past few minutes, Shadow dug deep inside and is making a comeback, but the giant still stands. For a moment, though, I thought we were going to see Shadow's brain meat splattered all over the canvas."

RW: "Agent Shadow is so speedy, Jimmy. Mouth Man is so slow. I think we have found the perfect person to put that big ugly thing down. All he has to do is run circles around him."


The monstrosity stands but barely. He staggers around like a drunkard. Agent Shadow smells the blood in the water and lites Mouth Man up like a Christmas tree with a salvo of blistering kicks and punches to the legs, knees, and midsection. Meridious Decimus sends several wild haymakers in retaliation, but they are easily evaded by the fleet footed soldier of Project Rebirth. In the middle of the storm of strikes, Agent Shadow suddenly hits the ropes and comes back with a quick Drop Kick to the knee. It's just enough to buckle it out from under the giant, causing the evil man to drop to a kneel. A Superkick to the jaw follows and sends the Barbarlock tumbling onto his back. The referee steps in to commence the first count of this Last Man Standing affair, but Agent Shadow knows his opponent won't be down for long. Understanding this, he looks around for the baton used earlier and takes possession of it. He twirls it expertly in his hand and makes his way back to Mouth Man, who now stirs as the count reaches 5. 

The Knight of the Winter Court finds his way back onto both knees and notices the baton hurtling toward his head, held in the hand of his ferocious foe. Mouth Man shoots a hand up and grabs his aggressor by the wrist, stopping the assault before it begins. While doing so he simultaneously Uppercuts Shadow in the dick-and-balls. Every man in the building groans uncomfortably and clings onto their junk. It is indeed a brutal shot that swiftly drops the Soldier-turned-wrestler. Control of the baton goes to Mouth Man who rises to his vertical base and surveys the implementation. He scoffs at the puny weapon. Never would he use such a wimpy, womanly item. He grabs it at either end and growls angrily as he bends the metal object into a half circle and tosses it up the ramp somewhere out of sight and mind. Meanwhile, Agent Shadow smartly rolls to the outside in a effort to distance himself and regroup.

JP: "He just threw that baton away. He could have used that to bludgeon Shadow. There's something seriously wrong with that man. If he is indeed a mortal man and not.... something else."

RW: "I don't think he needs a weapon to bludgeon Shadow to death with. All he needs is his gigantic hands and feet. He is so scary!"

Mouth Man and Pyro share a lengthy stare down. No words are spoken. There's no need for them. Their body language says it all. Neither spook the other and finally the Accursed turns his attention back to his opponent, who now stands on the outside mats with his back toward the ring. The Faithless leans through the top and middle ropes to retrieve him but instantly gets binged by a Pelee Kick. The sudden strike rattles his dome piece and he winds up half in and half out of the ring. Chris Pyro's veteran instincts kick in. He knows this is the pivotal moment in the match. The part where the tide turns for good and his soldier wins the night. Pyro quickly uproots a set of steel ring steps nearby and places them on the mats directly under where Mouth Man is danging from. All the while he shouts directives at his protege. Like a good little Soldier does, the Punisher obeys and climbs onto the apron. The Black Spider loops his arm around the humongous man's head and pulls with all his might. It's a monumental task. No easy feat. But where there's a will there's a way and, whilst unleashing a primal roar, Agent Shadow finds that will and strength to rip Mouth Man out of the ring and drives him head first onto the steel ring steps below. The crowd erupts into cheers and applause and insta-chants of "HOLY SHIT!" and rightfully so.

JP: "Impaler DDT from the ropes. Shadow just won this match. I don't care how big and bad you are, you are NOT getting up from that unless you are not of this earth."

RW: "But what if he ISN'T of this earth, Jimmy? What if he does get back up? Is there a kitchen sink under the ring that Shadow can throw at him? Would that even suffice? Project Rebirth needs to jump on him even more right now. Clobber him to death. Make sure he that ugly Jason Vorhees looking bastard is done for."

The sound of crown on steel rings out and he goes totally limp. 

[Chris Pyro]

Pyro applauds his soldiers attack, as Mouth Man lays in a crumbled mess. Shadow pulls himself up with the barricade. The ref quickly jumps out of the ring to check to make sure that Mouth Man is down, and once content with Mouth Man's state, begins his count.

1...

2...

3...

Jimmy Pate:
We might have seen the fall of Mouth Man! Thank you, Agent Shadow!

Ray White:
VICTORY!!! YES!!!

4...

Mouth Man begins to stir, rolling to his stomach, slowly pushing himself up slowly. Mouth Man's head is pounding from landing on the steps from the DDT. Shadow pushes his advantage, walking over and stomping down on Mouth Man's back. Chris Pyro ducks under the ring, searching for a new toy to play with. Meanwhile, Shadow mounts Mouth Man, drilling him with some fists, to keep his opponent in a daze. Pyro re-emerges with a kendo stick, now approaching his Soldier. Pyro holds out the kendo stick to Shadow, who takes it and begins twirling the weapon while Pyro grabs onto Mouth Man's arms and drapes the Knight of the Winter Court over the steps. Shadow stands over Mouth Man, raising the weapon over his head and slams it down across Mouth Man's back, who tries to stifle a shout of pain from the brutal shot. Shadow once again raises the weapon up, once again bringing the weapon across his opponents back. Mouth Man, once again cringes at the blow. Pyro releases Mouth Man, just as Shadow brings down his weapon again, the kendo stick cracking violently across the Emissary of Evil's back. Mouth Man rolls over off the steps, cringing in pain as he tries to gather himself.

Jimmy Pate:
Agent Shadow is really taking it to Mouth Man. Pyro has really found a strong soldier to fight here.

Ray White:
Thankfully, this means I can ogle him some more.

The adrenaline that has begun pumping through Mouth Man's body pushes him up, the blows from the Kendo stick now showing little effect. Shadow backs off, looking on in confusion, climbs back into the ring, putting himself into position to further his assault from above. Mouth Man slowly makes his way into the ring, the Puppet of the Host may not mentally feel the pain, but the physical effects of the violence showing as Mouth Man slowly kneels onto the apron. Shadow charges forward, in a futile attempt to keep his advantage, he goes for a body check, only to be caught by the throat, and thrown backwards with inhuman force. The Faithless steps over the top rope, slowly marching towards Shadow who is not trying to gather himself, raises to a knee. Mouth Man takes the opportunity to connect with a running knee. The Agent of Project Rebirth crumbles to the mat as he tries to gather himself. The physicality of Mouth Man seems to be catching up to the Punisher who stands to his feet and begins throwing punches, none seeming to have an effect. Frustrated, Shadow stomps at the knee of the Servant, forcing a groan from the big man and forcing him to a knee. Agent Shadow runs to the ropes, and charges at Mouth Man with everything he's got, only to be met by the hardest clothesline Shadow or Pyro had ever taken or seen. The Black Spider barely does a full rotation, landing on his face.

Jimmy Pate:
There it is, Agent Shadow may not be able to come back from such a maneuver. That clothesline was nasty.

Ray White:
I can't believe it. That monster may actually win.

EVPW's newest demonic monstrosity bends over, grabbing Shadow by the head. Forcing the dazed man to his feet, Mouth Man places one hand on Shadow's throat, and another between his legs, lifts the 245 lbs superstar up over his head with barely any struggle. Showing his dominance, the Knight of the Winter Court walks towards the ropes where the stairs were last placed. Pyro rushes around, seeing the plan of Mouth Man, tries to talk the Barbarlock down from his intended plan. Ignoring the commands, Mouth Man tosses Agent Shadow out of the ring, forcing him back first onto the ring steps with a sickening thud. Agent Shadow bounces brutally, his body limp, crumbles to the mats below nearly unconscious.

[mouthman]

Mouth Man peers over the upper most rope and smiles devilishly. There was no need to follow suit. Agent Shadow was done for and he knew it. The Accursed waits near the ropes whilst the referee hops out and begins his count. 

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3
4
5


JP: "You could count to a million and Shadow won't get up. That sick son of a bitch in the ring may have broken the man's back. I bet his Host is out there somewhere very pleased."

RW: "I don't even want to watch this anymore. Project Rebirth has hit him with ring steps and kendo sticks but the ugly freak still rules the roost."

Just as Ray finishes his spiel, signs of life become present in the downed Agent. His arms and legs move slow at first but then faster as he hears "6" and "7". The crowd gets behind him and cheers him on as his body trembles from his effort to override his frame with his unbelievable will power and determination. Pyro is there to pump him up also. The Punisher pushes up and onto a knee but it is still not enough. 

"8"

He grabs onto the barricade and powers to his vertical base long enough to break the count, then he collapses again holding his back. The fans rally behind the show of resilience. The Servant of the Host belts out a cry of frustration and exits the ring, then immediately scoops up the discarded Kendo Stick from earlier. Chris Pyro, who now has his back turned toward the ring as he checks on his Super Soldier, is first to get whacked with it. The impact sends him toppling and the sound wafts over the entire venue. Using one hand only, the Barbarlock snatches Pyro up by the scruff of the neck and hurls him into the barricade like he is nothing more than a bag of garbage being thrown asunder. A plethora of kendo stick shots rain down upon the back of Agent Shadow, sending him thrashing and clawing at his back. The Soldier-turned-wrestler fast crawls down the aisle to seek better advantage in the ring, but Mouth Man, knowing his plan, steps on his foot and deprives him of movement. Meanwhile, the leader of Project Rebirth crawls to the skirt of the ring and pulls out a long chain. The Strategist doesn't waste a single second in coming after Mouth Man for retribution. 

Having witnessed Pyro's actions, the Servant of the Host throws the kendo stick somewhere deep into the crowd, giving not one single fuck if it hits someone. He steps between the Black Spider's legs and scoops him up into a brief wheel barrel position. Instead of depositing Shadow cruelly like he's done all match, he spins to the left and uses him as a human weapon, knocking down the encroaching chain wielding Chris Pyro. Mouth Man cackles in delight of his ploy and swiftly drops back and releases Shadow as high and hard as he can into the air. In breathtaking fashion the Agent of Project Rebirth corrects himself in mid air and winds up landing on his feet, albeit sloppy and almost falling. The crowd is fascinated by the soldier's moves and toughness. Pyro gets his attention and tosses the chain to him, which the Agent urgently nabs and wraps around his fist. The Knight of the Winter Court, meanwhile, takes his usual long, slow time getting back to his feet and is none to the wiser over what has taken place. He still thinks he is in control of the contest unopposed. When he turns around to face his enemy, reality strikes him hard right in the face via a leaping chain assisted Superman Punch. The blow sends him timbering like a cut tree. 

RW: "Mount him like I'd mount you, soldier boy. Pound his fugly face in. Don't let up."

JP: "Is he snoring? Holy shit he is. Shadow knocked him plume out."

The striped shirt steps in and commences the count. 

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Like Agent Shadow did earlier, Mouth Man proves just as tough and makes his way onto all fours. The Black Spider skulks behind him, letting the giant crawl toward the ring steps nearby, knowing full well the monstrosity would try to use them to support himself back up. It is exactly what he wants. As he already surmised, that is exactly what happens. When Mouth Man gets close enough to the used ring steps that has his head imprint dented into them, Pyro's Puppet charges forward and jumps high into the air. He brings his right knee up into his chest then, when he starts to plummet, he sends his right foot down hard with everything he has. The super sized Curb Stomp he dubs "Venom Injection" finds its mark and proves lethal as its name. Mouth Man's face is decimated across the steel stairs. A ungodly loud "clang" rings out. The Accursed ceases all movement and slowly peels off of the steps and lies face up on the ground. Chris Pyro and his prized soldier begin to celebrate. 

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Mouth Man is still motionless like a corpse. However, his dark war horse comes trotting down the aisle. 

JP: "Now what the hell is going in here? Get that horse out of here."

RW: "It's probably the only one aside from the Host that is concerned with Mouth Man's welfare right now."

Chris and Shadow back away, as does the referee. The horse stands beside its master and appears agitated, as if ready to kick them with its hooves if they come close. Project Rebirth know what is going on. The beast is going to rouse its master, give him enough time to make it back to his feet. They look at the ref and see him trying to shew the beast away instead of continuing the count. Angered over all of this, the two men have a quick discussion and nod in agreement. In no time they each have a steel chair in hand and make their way around the ring on opposite sides. 

JP: "Don't tell me they're gonna.... I think they are... on shit I think they are!"

RW: "Are they going to bash that shit happy horse?"

JP: "They better not do that! We'll get sued by those damned animal rights people and we don't have enough money to cover it! Don't do it guys!"

Project Rebirth gets into position and give one another the nod. The pair rush in like barbarians and CLOBBERIZE the horse across the head from either side. The dual blows sound like gunshots when they connect. The war horse has a standing seizure then collapses onto its master, further making Mouth Man's ability to get up difficult. Pyro wastes no time in pressuring the referee to start his count up again, and he does with a mortified expression on his face.