Desperado cracks a smug type grin as he stands over top of his fellow Imperfect member, Nicholas Carson, another miscreant with no compassion for human emotions, or any type of decency. Desperado, thew newly acquired reprobate representing a stable group consisted of EPVW's most uncaring band of scapegraces or scoundrels, slowly advances past Nicholas Carson, who curls up like a ball due to the sickening impact from the previous blow. Desperado takes a strong breath, seemingly attempting to regain his stamina and composure before dropping down to his side and rolling under the bottom rope and out of the ring. Desperado kneels on knee and lifts up the ring covering before dragging out a twelve foot ladder. Desperado slowly slides the ladder into the ring and after wiping some sweat off the side of his face as it is just about to drip off, he slides in himself.
::[Ray White]::
My sexy Despy is in the driver's seat, and there is no human or monster to stop him. Its been a long time since he's been a champ and we are about moments away from seeing him get ever so closer to reaching the pinnacle of sports entertainment once again.
Desperado lifts the ladder off the canvas before standing it up vertically. He extends the legs out, and when it is perfectly straight and ready to his delight, he smacks it along the sides. The 6'3 nearly 230 pound titan, struck with nothing short of amazement or even fascination, gazes upon his new best friend. Desperado grabs onto both sides of the ladder before lifting it slightly up off the air and dragging it over into the center of the ring, just about directly under the dangling object high in the sky. The dangling object in which Desperado and his 3 adversaries intend to beat the hell out of one another for... The Imperial Championship Match contract.
Desperado strolls around to the side of the ladder that is the easiest path to the belt. The Brooklyn brawler takes a moment to survey the arena, and the ring for that matter before wiping his boost along the canvas, almost as if he is wiping them, and cleaning them of dirt. From there, Desperado slowly begins his ascension while a long, confident grin cracks along his face.
::[Ray White]::
Here we go, the first step has been reached and what, eleven more until the promise land!
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Desperado makes it about halfway up the ladder when NVX skulks up into the ring, unnoticed. When Desperado reaches the very top and raises his arm up, seemingly making a reach for the title, NVX digs deep and bits his lip, preventing himself from squealing do to the pain and emotion both felt and let out through time and during the match. The Asian Sensation suddenly springs towards the ladder and by the time Desperado feels him or rather realizes their is a potential threat nearing, it is much too late.
NVX grabs the ladder by both sides and pushes it towards the ropes just as Desperado is about to yank on the chain holding the title match contract in check. The new Imperfects member, leaps off the ladder but instead of going over the top of the ropes as NVX had hoped, Desperado lands chin first on the top turnbuckle of the corner. A loud thud is echoed throughout the arena, compliments of the impact of flesh meeting turnbuckle padding.
NVX wobbles himself into place just as Desperado rebounds off the turnbuckle, his tongue hanging out his mouth like a droopy mutt. When Desperado rotates around, hoping the storm he just was struck by has officially calmed down, NVX lifts his leg up and maliciously drives his foot straight onto the side of Desperado's jaw, dropping him instantly in an emphatic fashion via the X Kick.
::[Jimmy Pate]::What an X Kick! Just like that! Just for a minute, this whole arena was getting themselves ready to boo and toss their alcoholic beverages into the ring because Desperado was a second away from grabbing that contract. And that's exactly what this match is about! Your never safe, because you could lose the upper hand instantly![/b]
::[Ray White]::Damn that sexy Asian! We were 3 seconds away from learning that the next PPV would be an all Imperfect title match! Some people just can't take a hint![/b]
With Desperado all shook up, the ever opportunistic NVX turns his attention to the lonely ladder that leans up against the ropes. NVX grabs the ladder and pulls over back into the center of the ring and once again directly under the contract dangling like a star in the sky.
NVX wastes no time in climbing the ladder, oblivious to Nicholas Carson who slowly makes it to his feet. Carson, unrighteous, in every aspect, glares over at Desperado who lays on his back with his eyes staring up at the ceiling. The look Carson gives to Desperado is a look that could burn a hole right through Desperado's inner being. Though it is that cold, it is more of a "HOW THE HELL DID YOU FUCK THAT UP" than "IM GONNA RIP YOUR GUTS OUT AND STOMP ON THEM!"
Carson shakes his head from side to side, the clown prince of darkness''s face paint is a bit chipped on his mouth and he further bothers it by licking his lips. While NVX advances up the ladder, Carson lifts his hand up and begins licking his wrist, almost cleansing himself like a cat. When NVX reaches the halfway point of the ladder or in American Football terms, "the Goal Line", Carson rises to his feet but suddenly begins bursting into a maniacal frenzy of laughs. The sounds of his chuckling catches the attention of NVX.
The sound of Carson, the disturbing sound of him startles NVX long enough for Carson to venture over to him and attempt to subdue him which he does.
Carson grips onto NVX's ankle with both his hands and smiles at NVX who glares back at him. Carson then backsteps before pulling NVX down off the ladder with all his might. NVX falls face and chest first onto the canvas.
Carson plods up to NVX's head and grips him by his hair before lifting his face off the canvas about halfway, only before whispering something that only NVX catches.
"Not So Face Ya Foreign Sonuvabitch. Nicky's A Coming Home!" NVX's eyes bulged up while Carson's begin to light up like a poor, destitute child standing in front of the tree of his very first Christmas. While Carson's eyes and the smile that intimated Carson's sickening enjoyment, NVX only grows more fear. The fear seems to make Carson stronger, as he begins to laugh another batch of sadistic chuckles. NVX, noticed how much satisfaction Carson is getting, builds up his saliva, and holds it back before spitting a huge wad of saliva straight into Carson's face. Carson continues to laugh while he wipes the dripping, gooey, saliva from his face. While he still holds NVX, he whispers another bone chilling remark to him.
"Hog Spit! Oh, That's Nice... Real Nice! But I Personally, Prefer Blood... Your Blood.. AND I'M GONNA GET IT!!!"After addressing his adversary, Desperado's bitter, hated rival, Carson viciously slams NVX's face back into the canvas before reclining it backward once again repeating the attack.
Afterward, sick Carson grabs NVX's hair with both hands and swings him up to a vertical base, showing absolutely no regard for the way he is being twisted and turned, or the way his scalp could be being stretched.. well, not that anyone expected anyway.
Carson quickly lifts his leg up and bends it before driving his knee like a dagger straight into NVX's gut, causing the Asian Sensation to bend over and from there, Carson drives a knee into NVX's face, slightly bruising his nose.
The knee to the face lifts NVX up, but the lingering effects of the knee cause NVX to stand in a state of no-man's land, no longer understanding where he is or the disturbing, health threatening situation he is in.
Carson removes his right hand before slamming it across NVX's neck and gripping it tightly, viciously choking him with intentions on never allowing NVX to breathe again. He then releases NVX's hair with his left hand and tightly grips NVX by the back of his neck with it. Carson then smiles at NVX, who's eyes are about halfway shut, but before he can deliver his most devastating finishing maneuver, a force comes charging from the distance, shaking the ring.
The sight of the character coerces Carson into a state of awareness, as he releases NVX and tosses him into the sunset. Carson stands still, seemingly frozen like a child standing on the tracks staring at the train down, preparing himself for his fate. As the character reaches, Carson simply smiles, showcasing his yellow, rotten teeth.
The character, is none other than Duke Taylor, who is out for retribution and revenge, more than he is for the contract. The self made billionaire extends his arm out, and his positioning forces Carson to back up.
Carson, like the child on the tracks, takes his punishment, his fate, his destiny, on the chin, as Taylor pops him straight across the neck with a clothesline. The force of the clothesline takes Carson over the top rope, along with he and his own momentum. Both superstars crash head, back, face and neck first on the unforgiving concrete.
::[Jimmy Pate]::
Clothesline.. over the ropes, and out of no where! Where the hell did Taylor come from, I thought for sure NVX was about to get spiked by that sick bastard Nicholas Carson. ::[Ray White]::
I have no idea! NVX was about to get deported but Taylor inadvertently saved him. Taylor and Carson roll over to the barricade nearest to the announce table and the time keeper.
Meanwhile in the ring, NVX holds his neck, inhaling and exhaling hard and long, desperately trying to reclaim his oxygen. When is oxygen tanks or lungs reach full maximum, he slowly rises to his feet.
NVX, once again in the driver's seat, wastes no time in making a break for the contract, and while he begins climbing up the ladder, Desperado, his new arch nemesis begins to stir. Once again when NVX reaches the halfway point, a few steps away from cementing himself into history and next months main event, danger approaches him, with a fiery passion to inflict unspeakable damage.
This time the danger is Desperado.
This time NVX turns to meet the new danger, this new peril, as he rotates on the ladder so that his back is up against the ladder and facing Desperado. NVX meets Desperado face to face, or face to boot as NVX lifts his leg up causing Desperado to retract. The distraction that now has NVX's attention, causing the Asian Sensation to momentarily give up on his adventure as he climbs down the ladder a step or two.
Desperado though, a true persistent bastard charges at NVX and drives his elbow into his sternum. The show causes NVX's face to contort and momentarily slows NVX down but the fighter in him and the burning flame inside keep him on his feet. His will allows him to ball his fist and drive it hard straight across Desperado's jaw. As Desperado leans in once again, NVX catches Desperado with a sharp hook that almost takes the big man off his feet. NVX then charges his next blow up real nice, and when Desperado leans in, he swings for the fences, attempting a haymaker. The boxing instinct in Desperado, allows him to dodge it in time, leaving NVX open for a real devastating blow. Desperado positions his arm on his belly and turns it upward like a pirate's hook before driving it upward straight into NVX's jaw, almost knocking both he and the ladder into air.
NVX's eyes roll to the back of his head, after the nighty-night blow of the 1 hit K-O.
NVX leans forward, and falls straight onto Desperado's shoulder. Desperado eyes then light up, as he grabs NVX's head and pulls it from off of his shoulder and places it tightly in between his arm pit. Desperado then extends NXV's body forward so that his feet lay slightly against the ladder stairs. The crowd hold onto their mouths and brace themselves while Desperado smiles an evil smile almost identical to Nicholas Carson's. The revolutionary then falls backward, spiking NVX's head straight into the canvas, planting him with the DDT.
NVX's feet fall off the steps and after Desperado releases him, the Dark Prince of X-treme's body rolls over under the bottom rope and stops where it is caught, hanging and sitting straight on the apron.
::[Ray White]::
DDT onto the canvas, straight after hte 1 Hit K-O! There is no way NVX will be a threat after that potential concussion causing combination. And once again, my Despy is in the driver's seat! There is no one to stop him from attaining his destiny, climb my husband, climb!Desperado falls backward and leans on the ropes, his white teeth glittering like spotlights. The New York native, wipes his lip, and takes a breath before walking over and collapsing onto the ladder. Afterward, Desperado lifts his foot onto the firs step before placing his second. The Brooklyn native continues climbing step by step in a rhythmical type of sequence. Desperado makes it about 3/4 the way to the top but do to his height, he can reach it without necessarily going all the way up. Just as Desperado's fingertips come into contact with the hook keeping the contract in place, the fans get on their feet and get ready for the impact of a steel chair.
1....2....3....
CRACK!!!The sound of a steel chair across Desperado's back puts the crowd into a frenzy.
The hero so far in the evening is none other than Duke Taylor, who saved NVX not to long ago. Taylor returns to save the match this time though. The steel chair shot renders Desperado momentarily motionless, his footing slips slightly and his head rests on one of the steps.
With Desperado in a bad way and a precarious position, Duke Taylor walks around to the other side of the ladder and with chair in hand, slowly begins climbing. When Taylor reaches the top, his is met by a stiff jab from Desperado who sucks in the pain and retaliates. Taylor grabs onto the ladder with one hand, balancing himself while also preventing himself from tipping over.
While Taylor is a bit wobbly, Desperado punches the chair out of Taylor's hand and it falls harmlessly to the concrete floor.
Meanwhile on the outside, Nicholas Carson slithers around on his belly under the ring before creeping out with a wooden table. As Taylor and his ally combat in the air, he begins setting up the table. When the table is set, Carson, slides back onto the ground, and sits and spectates, unnoticed, looking forward to the end and the resolution of the situation.
Back at the top, Desperado drives his thumb into Taylor's eyes before grabbing his head with both hands and driving it straight onto the top of the ladder. When Taylor's head lifts back up, Desperado turns around and grabs onto the back of it with his left hand and grapples the side of it with his right. Desperado suddenly leaps off the ladder but in the eleventh hour, Taylor grabs onto both sides of the ladder with both hands and quickly slides his head out, avoiding the DKO.
Desperado falls to the canvas, rather unceremoniously, like a comet.
With Desperado's attempt avoided, Taylor points up at the contract and makes what is a small ascension to victory. When he reaches the tip-top, he stops a second and smiles and looks around the arena, at the crowd that gets on their feet and rallies behind him.
The celebration is short lived however, as Nicholas Carson creeps back into the ring and meets him at the bottom. Carson grips onto the ladder and stares Taylor straight into the eyes begins menacing laughter before shoving the ladder over the ropes.
Taylor drops from the top and crashes down on the table below, driving through it.
Nicholas Carson, once again foiling his happiness and finishing off his innocence.
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Well, there goes my chances of winning.