Electrical Barbed Wire Explosives Deathmatch

[Sycho Sam]

Henry Rollins/Painkiller

As the show returned from the commercial break, the cameras rotated around the crowd, showing different sections. When the fan were shown on the titantron they stood up and waved their hands. Some of the hyper active fans put their repective signs up and some of the female members shouted on top of the lungs. Some signs which stayed enough on the screen to be read were, "Jalal Ansari Loves Blick BLack Hairy Wet Soggy Smelly Full of Shit Dicks", "Maria Lopez (underneath it) ( . ) ( . )" and beside it was a sign, "o0o0o mama". There were several others but were not readable as the camera zoomed too fast. A view from top of the scaffoldings was shown. The view was magnificent on the titantron! The titantron seemed to be circular, colored in red+black covering around it. Written above it was, "Jalal Asnsari's *sigh* TWF Xtreme Wrestling presents" and written right adjacent to it was in a strage style of writing, it was bold, the letters were in red but there were barb wire imprints in them. It said, "Hardcore Hangover". This clearly showed the theme of the PPV. Cold, hard steel meeting flesh and bones! Getting drunk and knocking the shit out of every one. The view from the top showed that a considerable amount of people had jammed up to see the PPV. It seemed though the back seats known as the 'cheap seats' had been filled in. It was a crowd which Jalal the man Ansari dreamed of. The camera rolled onto the commentators. Rab Smith, appeared to be wearing a sky blue suit, white shirt and a blue tie, looked amazingly excited. And James Mustaine, who wore a black suit with thin yellow stripes, each about 3 inches apart, with a black shirt and a yellow tie. He also wore a Capone hat, a red ribbon around the base and a feather, yellowish-blue in color was attached to the Hat. James Mustaine looked dashing and was promomtously bored by his commentating partner.

Rob Smith: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen to TWF Xtreme Wrestling's Hardcore Hangover!

James Mustaine: And what a Pay Per View we are having here! Our opening 3 matched were amazingly heart-dropping!

Rob Smith: Well i would do anything to get those matches in the history book! Especially that Sycho Sam -

James Mustaine: Oh lord! This is a family show! For pete's sake-

Rob Smith: Cousin Pete?

Ignoring Rob, James went on.

James Mustaine: Show your homo-sexuality else where! Your a homo i tell ya! I am going to Ansari tomorow morning ASAQ. Now what did i do to deserve this? I shoud've sticked with my in-laws, atleast i wouldn't be with this homo....

Rob Smith: We all are homo sapiens, you know...

James shook his head in dis belief.

Light went dark dim green, giving a slimy eiree effect. The crowd, excited as usuall got up to cheer of jeer. Chinchila's The Ripper(OOC: Amazing song btw, suits Randy Orton perfectly) hits on the P.A. system. The dirty green lights were only on in the crowd, where as the ring, ramp and the stage were dark. On the titantron, rare highlights of Henry's career were shown. At first the name Henry and then Rollins hit the screen hard, and it showed as if the screen had been shattered. Then barb wire was wrapped around the name itself, seemed rather boring. Gradually different weapons were shown, Henry's moves were shown and loads of clips were shown of Henry laughing, kissing a girl or either taunting(you get the picture?). In the end, a clip was shown, Henry Mugging a guy, and sitting in a deserted street. And the Video repeated again and then again. The fans took no interest after watching the titantron repeating twice. A spot light was shot on to the stage, near the curtains.Then slowly and dramatically Henry entered teh spotlight. Henry Rollins, appeared to be wearing a black gym pants with white linings. Over himself, he wore a Black Jachet with red bard wire imprints. His face was grim, his eyes only focused on to the ring. The eyes showd determination, they showd a sense of brutality of what he was going to do in the ring. He eased his neck, twisted it left then right. Looked around the crowd, slowly moving his neck. He saw around him, a arena, full of fans, people. People who had come, paid to come and watch him and his locker room in action. It was a magnificent view, every Pro-Wrestler's dream. Then Henry thought, "Don't get to excited. You've got a long way to greatness." While he was looking around, one sign caught his view. A young girl, wearing a black with pink design top. She had auburn hair, with brown streaks. The sign said, "We don't give a shit either". This brought a small smile, lets say a smirk because it was miles away from being a smile. The smile lasted only 3-5 seconds. The utter determination came back onto the face. He started to move forward. Like a man on a mission. A man on a path to glory. A man who would do anything to win. It's not arrogance, its destiny, Henry thought while on his was to the ramp.

Tod Brown: The following contest is the electrical barb wire explosives deathmatch. Introducing first, he hails from where ever your mom lives. He stands six foot three, and weighs 243 pounds! He is, HENRY ROLLINS!

He was on half way to the ramp, the camera noticed that the crowd. Especially the crowd on the front row was rather scared, they backed off for some reason. There eyes stood wide open, watching every move of Rollins. Rollins was taking his time, he walked with pride. When he noticed the crowd reaction, he had that rare smile again on his face.

James Mustaine: HA! They should be scared!

Rob Smith: I don't get it. He is no sadisticc freak with no sexual life!

James Mustaine: You don't remember? Hey, that dude in the truck in the parking lot. Can ya please do us all a favour. Just play Henry's debut entrance for us will ya?

James Seemed to be busy in something, he nodded and said yeah at occasions.

James Mustaine: How about Olive Garden? No Luigi's? Luigi's it is. Yeah sure 8 pm friday, don't forget to bring Lara along.

Rob Smith: Ok, lets take you back a month ago.

Through the apron rollins enters with baseball bat wrapped in barb wire. Stops in the soptlight and sees around the crowd, who countinously jeer him. Then Rollins looks down, due to the close up of the camera, the intense anger on his face could be seen. Rollin's eye brow started to twitch, slowly and steadily rollins raised his head and again look towards the crowd and lifts his hand up in the air and sticks a middle finger out from his left hand and shows towards the fans on his left then his right.

Then the fans started to chant : "Mother Fucker! clap! clap! clap! Mother Fucker!"

Rollins in anger in rage started to shout towards the crowd and signaled that he will hit anyone who comes in his way! The cameraman moves in even closer, until a full zoom of Henry's Face.
Rollin's in rage held his baseball bat with both hands and sqeezed it hard, then suddenly within a jiffy of a second rammed the cameraman with the baseball bat and started to stomp him. THe crowd started to boo.

Officials came in between and tried to stop rollins but he continued his assault causing more officials to step in between. Red Neck with the amusement started to roll on the floor laughing.With lots of commotion and confusion the official forced Henry Rollins to continue towards the ramp. Henry Started to go through the ramp but stopped and looked back at the bloodied cameraman. Henry gave a gruesomely loud laugh.

and then later....

Henry Rollins continues towards the black steel steps with red barb wired imprints, before steping forward he took notice of a female showing a middle-finger. Henry turned around, the crowd continued to boo, henry turned and suddenly moved his baseball bat towards the girl, who froze in her steps and her eyes remained still in her position. The baseball bat stopped within inches from her nose. Henry turned and laughed with his arms raised. Slowly stepped on the stairs and made his way up onto the apron. While in the middle of the apron Henry put one finger up his nostrils and blowed with all his might causing a booger to land on a women's bust. With wiping his legs henry entered the ring through the middle ropes.

When the camera's returned to the arena, Henry Rollins was bend down, and was looking fer something behind the apron, under the ring. Pulled out a aluminum trash can with its lid. Then he again bent down and took out about 5-6 tubelights. The crowd gave a exciting reaction and the camera's recorded some kid's reactions. They where deeply amazed, excited and scared at the same time for they were about to witness. Then Henry took out something long, wrapped in polythene. Henry removed the polythene and showing everyone a long elongated thing covered in black cloth. Henry showed that 'smirk' again and removed the cloth, exposing the barb wired baseball bat! He threw that black cloth away, it fell near the rail which caused 2 or 3 to fight for it. Henry took the baseball bat in his right hand, he admired it. Beautiful, Henry thought. He talked a bit to himself, and then talked to the camera man. Camera man, being dumbfound remained blank. Who in turn said something. There was a bit of confusion, Henry looked down at the ground. His clench tightened on the bat, and there was a sudden 'THUD'! Henry Rollins was beating the shit outta the camera man!

Rob Smith: This is madness!

James Mustaine: Its like De Ja Vu! The only difference is that instead of the ramp, its near to the ring! And, its the hardcore hangover instead of Monday Night Mayhem!

Rob Smith: I have said it before, i'll say it again! People, or should i say madmen like Henry should be fired and not allowed to be in TWF Xtreme Wrestling! Rather should be sent tothe zoo, where they can be locked up and beat the hell out of themselves.

James Mustaine: Yeah so you can take them to bed?

The secuirity guards somehow restrained Henry Rollins from attacking the poor innocent camera man. Henry retaliated, but the 3 huge roided guards retained Rollins easily. The camera man lied bloody, battered on the foam outside the ring. Henry Rollins backed off, accepted that he can't out wrestle those three guards. He stepped back, three to four steps and then gave a jerk to his shoulders, causing his whole arms to move. He was smiling, everybody literally was sick of Henry. Henry got onto the steel steps, the ref sort of widened the the space so that Henry can enter the ring unhurt. But Henry, kicked the ref aside and pulled the trash can full of tubelights, the lid, two to three kendo sticks and his own baseball bat wrapped in barb wire in to the ring with himself. Henry got into the ring, put the trash can full of weapons into the corner of the ring, near the turnbuckle. The camera showd that there was little blood spilling in drop from Rollin's leg. What the camera failed to show was the while Henry entered the ring, his leg got scraped against the barb wire. And Henry didn't even show any pain or any signs of weakness.

Rob Smith: We might need some paramedics here!

Far from the ring, even above the cheap seats, seated in a extremely expensive Enclosuer was none other than Jalal Ansari. He looked magnificent, perfect Black suit, red tie. What a gentlemen, no wonder mant women fall for him easily. Not just a Gentlemen, but a mastermind. Jalal Ansari seated with two extremely beautiful broads saw the carnage at the ring side. "Thats what i want from my superstars! Ruthless determination! Determination to win, determination to give everything for the fans". Indeed he was a genious, like the match he created which would commence in minutes. This special match, had the ropes removed and barb wire installed. Not just only barb wire! The barb wire was electrocuted! One touch, 500 MV travelling up your ass! Best of all, explosives(oh my) are also installed! Think of it as a No Holds barred, Bard Wire, Current and Explosive(oh my) match. 'This is madness, but this is entertainment'. "I am good. DAMN! i am a fucking genious!" Jalal Ansari thought, and he ordered another glass of Vodka.

Back in the ring, Henry Rollins asked for the microphone. The official, near Tod Brown pulled the mic out of the ass like a magician and then somehow managed to hand the microphone to Rollins.

Henry Rollins: This match was scheduled to be me, Henry Rollins versus ..... ummmm *Rollins pauses to think* whats his name...? Pimanshu?

The crowd boos and jeers, and some chats of 'you suck' can be heard.

Henry Rollins: You know that abnoxiously large roided retard. Well i had a score to settle with him! And now suddenly that retard won the match with a fluke? This time you've gotten away, now that is at the Hardcore hangover, i am deprieved of my match with primanshu. Instead i was put in a match with another some bitch wanabee rockstar.

The 'boos' got even louder. Most fans, especially yound women and kids got up and showd thumbs down guestures. Henry Rollins, trying very hard to keep his cool continues his talk.

Henry Rollins: This is not right. I don't deserve to be in this match! HELL! I should be in my locker room backstage preparing for my title match in the mainevent! Standing before you is the greatest sports entertainer in history of Pro-Wrestling.

The 'boos' got so loud that Henry lost his nerve, causing the crowd to chant "shut the Fuck up" chants.

Henry Rollins: And here i am - *Henry Looses it* SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!

As the 'boos' continued, some of the older crowd diplayed their kind feeling for Rollins with their God-gifted Middle Fingers. Toilet Papers and plastic beer glasses were thrown. Henry got so pissed of that you could see his eye twitching. He pressed on the microphone so hard that his own hand went sorta purple. Henry Rollins, walked around the ring, shouting things like, "i am the best, it doesn't matter" and things like that. While Henry Ranted, the crowd ranted even more and then.....


TBC: RAWR! xD!

Sean Danielsen

-The sick and twisted Henry Rollins, who had enough of the fans that were against him, starts walking around inside the ring in frustration, stomping his feet as he was just ready to kill someone. His anger grows even more as the crowd's boo's get louder. The now, furious Rollins, grabs the barb-wires (which were present all around the ring in place for the ropes) and presses them down, staring at the crowd with a look as if he just came out of a mental asylum, shouting some abuses at them, whilst not even feeling the pain and caring about the blood that had started to come out of his hands and fingers-

Rob Smith: My God! Look at him, you can just imagine what he's gonna do to his opponent tonight.

James Mustaine: This ain't a pretty sight, Rob.

-The lights turn shiny blue, and Rollins' attention is drawn towards his opponent who was about to come out of the curtain. But did Rollins and all the people present in the arena know that they were in for a treat before the arrival of the fan-favorite, Sean. Having said that, the Rockstar himself appeared on the titantron as the crowd finally started to cheer. However, the video up on the big screen seemed more like as if it was pre-shot, or was something like another promo. Sean, standing in a black background, wearing a black jersey and a white shirt under it, started to speak-

Sean: Ladies and gentlemen, this is soon-to-be 'Thee Most Charismatic Superstar' of the TWF Xtreme Wrestling, Sean Danielsen (The nameplate rolls at the bottom of the screen, which says 'TWF Superstar, Sean Danielsen'), with an important message for all of our fans and especially my opponent for tonight, Mr. Henry Rollins.

-Sean looked very serious and sounded more like he was imitating the 'Please, Don't Try This' promos of a certain, very famous wrestling federation. As the self-proclaimed, Sexiest Man on the Planet spoke further, clips of him doing various photo shoots started rolling. In some of them the Sexy Beast appeared shirtless, cracking some breath-taking poses which would simply be adored by the people of the opposite gender, which started to show as the sounds of dozens of female fans screaming, started swinging in the arena-

Sean: Ladies and gentlemen, as you can see, doing these photo shoots takes a hell lot of skills, AND good-looks! Both of them which my opponent for tonight doesn't have.

-Laughs could be heard all over the arena, as the look on Rollins' face becomes even sicker. An almost maniac-on-the-loose starts breathing heavily, gritting his teeth with fire in his eyes. As Sean begins to speak again, the clips end and he can be seen on the screen again-

Sean: So, it is my sincere request for him to please, not to try this stuff himself. (The camera closes up to Sean's face and the sincerity in his eyes can be seen) Henry my friend, no matter how pretty you think you are, and whatever your friends tell you about your good looks, please! Don't try this.

-Having finished, Danielsen's face fades away from the titantron and the 'TWF' logo flashes as the clip finishes. Some fans are still heard laughing out loud, as a totally pissed off Henry Rollins tells them to 'Shut the hell up!'-

James Mustaine: Oh come on! I liked him with all the promos and all, but this is just dumb! Mr. 'I'm So Sexy' is just wasting our time now, he should just come out right now and get this match over with!

Rob Smith: Well, James. I think that's the next thing that we'll be witnessing.

-Moments later, the starting chords of the song 'Famous' by Puddle of Mudd begin to play in the P.A. System as the fans rise on their feet to welcome the one that they were anxiously waiting for. The lights on the titantron start flickering in blue and white, the stage fills up with smoke. On the titantron, some words can be seen-

Titantron
Ladies and gentlemen, this is what you've all been waiting for... *the words fade* ... He .... HAS COME!

-Bang, the pyros go off! The chorus of the song starts off and cameras roll over to the fans who are just going wild! The fans scream even louder as they see a figure coming out of the smoke. Ofcourse, the figure of the latest addition to the TWF Roster, Sean Danielsen-

Rob Smith: Look! There he is! He's here! He has come!!

James Mustaine: Now aren't you acting like all those crazy female fans in here? .. You gay!

-Wearing his trademark navy blue tights which have the Gibson Les Paul electric guitar drawn on them in white, and a black t-shirt which says "SEAN" in big letters, The Sexy Beast stands firm like a strong man with an all fired-up look on his face, as he reaches out his left arm to point towards the thousands of fans with his finger, sitting inside the Staples Center arena. Danielsen beats his chest like a tarzan, using both of his hands as fists, shouting out loud to the fans who just can't seem to stop cheering. The cameras show some of the signs that the fans have brought in support for the man who has totally changed the atmosphere of the arena, such as, 'Sean, you rock my world!' . 'I love you Sean!!' . 'The Rockstar Has Arrived'-

Rob Smith: What a wonderful atmosphere has developed in this arena, and it's all thanks to that man!

-The Hardcore Hangover's special nameplate which reads 'Sean Danielsen' rolls down the screen as Sean starts to make his way down the ramp, stopping a couple of times to sign autographs for the fans who were sitting in the front row. He is now introduced to everyone by the ring announcer, Tod Brown-

Tod Brown: Ladies and gentlemen, in his TWF Debut, weighing in tonight at 220 pounds. From Montreal, Canada. The Rockstar, SEAN DANIELSEN!

-As Danielsen closes near to the squared circle, he is interrupted by a teen girl who requests him for a picture with her, Sean says 'ofcourse!' and the girl takes out her camera in an instant, she holds the camera up in the air, with the man of his dreams close to her, smiles and takes the snap. Having finished, the girl gives Sean a kiss on the cheek. As the Sexy Beast starts walking away (with a 'This happens to me all the time when I'm in public' look on his face), the girl screams out loud and looks as if she would just faint out of excitement-

James Mustaine: Just look at him! So cocky! There's no-one as confident as him in this arena at the moment ... and I sure love that!

Rob Smith: Well, atleast you've found someone who has the same ego as you.

James Mustaine: *Imitates what Smith just said in a monkey's voice* .... Shut up you idiot!

-Instead of entering the ring, Danielsen makes his way to the ring announcer, high-fiving some of the fans in the way and as the cameraman follows him, the back of his t-shirt can be seen which reads 'The Sexiest Man on the Planet!'. After reaching the announcer, Sean takes a microphone from him which has the TWF logo on it-

Rob Smith: I think he has something to say here..

James Mustaine: For goodness sake! More wastage of time. Start the match damn it!

-Sean looks at the commentator, James Mustaine, and acts as if he doesn't give a damn about what he's blabbering and imitates a quacking mouth with his right hand which he shows to him. The already angry commentator, James Mustaine, gets furious and stares at the cocky, young man with a pissed off look and punches his announce partner, Rob Smith who was laughing at his face after Sean's taunt. After all of that, Sean finally sets his eyes on his opponent who's presence almost seemed to be forgotten by everyone sitting in the arena. Raising the microphone up to his lips, the Rockstar begins to speak-

Sean: My, my. Aren't you really pissed off? *The crowd boo's* You know, at this moment, you look like you've just escaped from a mental hospital! Look at yourself dude, you're a freak! A sick, twisted buffoon who seems like... *pauses* .. who seems like he just looked at himself in the mirror!

-Sean holds the microphone down, pauses and keeps staring at Rollins for a while with a cheesy smile on his face, then raises the microphone back to his mouth and begins to speak again-

Sean: Who knew I was going to face such an ass-clown in my debut match in the TWF!? But hold on!.. hold on! It's alright! .. Because you know what, tonight in this arena (Points towards the ground with his finger as the look on his face becomes more serious) I'm gonna show everyone what kind of a true athlete I am! You think I'm not worth of being in this ring against you tonight?

-Loud boo's can be heard all over the arena just as Sean finishes talking about Rollins' thoughts-

Sean: I'm gonna prove to you what I am worth of! (The crowd cheers) And after this match tonight, when I get my hand raised by the referee.. I'm gonna ask you! I'll ask you what I am worth of.. and I hope you have the answer to that, and if you don't have one right now, you will by then!

-Hearing Sean's words, the fans start cheering for him-

Sean: Yeah, that's right. I'm gonna show all of my fans aswell as my critics.. and especially you Mr. Maniac! That I don't only look good. I am un-like all these jackasses of today who call themselves 'wrestlers'. I am, like I said, a true athlete, a wrestler! And since I'm here, since I've finally come, I'm gonna be introducing each and every single superstar back in the locker room to my skills, my talent, my abilities and who can forget, my good-looks!

-Sean signals the finish of his speech by dropping the microphone down to the ground (which creates a really annoying sound). Sean, now more concentrated towards the match, removes off his t-shirt and begins to climb up the steel steps as he watches a determined and pissed Henry Rollins, staring him right in the eyes, as if he was just about to murder the man walking up the steel stairs. Making his way up to the apron, Danielsen touches the barb-wire and feels the sharpness of that devastating object, which would at some point, be rubbing against a part of his body in the match which was about to start. Sean drops down, back to the ground and slides into the ring from under the barb-wire ropes. While sliding in, his left elbow only just touches the barb-wire, and a cut can be seen which just points to everyone watching, aswell as both of the superstars in the ring, that how dangerous this match was going to be! Finally, Sean stands firm in the ring, sharing determined looks from his opponent who was present at the other end of the squared circle. As the referee gets an agreement from both of the superstars to start the match, he signals for the bell which is at the very moment, rung three times by the timekeeper. The crowd starts to cheer as the match gets underway!

Rob Smith: And finally, it begins! I can't wait to find out who's gonna win!

James Mustaine: It better not be this loud-mouth bastard! I hate that jerk!

TBC by Henry Rollins

Henry Rollins/Painkiller

(OOC:this match is very confusing, i will try to do the best of it. Even fazeel did a mistake, buh, i'd fill it up )

As the referee gets an agreement from both of the superstars to start the match, he signals for the bell which is at the very moment, rung three times by the timekeeper. The crowd starts to cheer as the match gets underway! The referee also signals another referee outside the ring for something. The referee outside comes near the ring, and questions something. The lips read, Where is it?. The official referee for the match pointed to the turbuckle near the timekeeper. The referee outside went to the turnbuckle, bend down and was looking inside the apron. First he took out a pair of brown electric proof gloves, wore them. Then, he bend down again and was seemed to be applying some pressure. Then suddenly with a hard jerk, the referee fell back. The lights of the arena fell dim, and they fluctuated once or twice. Then there were lots of sparks near the turnbuckle, again the lights of the arena fluctuated. The crowd got scared, the feared for getting shucked or any other incident to occur. When the light came back on, spark went through the barbwires, indicating that they have been electrocuted! *CHRRRKHSSHHHH*. The sparks continued for like seven to eight seconds.

Rob Smith: HOT DIGIDY! I almost forgot the electrical in the electrical barb wire explosives match!

James Mustaine:HELL YEAH! Thats what i am talking about! Insane violence at its best! This match has started to get interesting! And nothing would make me happier than anyone winning this match except that jabroni, Sean Kingston.

Rob Smith: You do realise the dangers in this match, Mustaine?

James Mustaine: What can be the danger except pure violent hardcore TWF Xtreme entertainment on PPV?

Rob Smith: Such shocks, at such high voltage can bring about memory loss, paralysis, burns and even death!

James Mustaine: Suddenly now your the expert, huh?

As the sparks stopped, the lights came to normal. The crowd became their naturaly hyper active again. Henry Rollins stood in the right of the ring, near the electrically barb wired ropes panted with explosives which can cause serious harm. Whereas, the Rockstar jumped around on the left side, but a 'i am aware' look was at his face. He made sure that he was not that close to the electrically barb wired ropes planted with explosives. The referee came in between the two of them and told them to start the match already. Henry Rollins who looked darn serious like his wife had ran away somewhere. His face had no gesture, his lips were dark purple and his skin, expecially his cheeks were soul white. Sean who still had smile on his face, moved forword with his fists up, ready to punch or grapple either. Henry Rollins, with his fists clenched lightly shut, also moved in a circular way, bend down. As they got close to each other, Sean sort of back out. He stood straight up, leaving Rollins surprised. Sean smiled, and Danielsen beats his chest like a tarzan, using both of his hands as fists, shouting out loud to the fans who just can't seem to stop cheering. The crowd, especially the hyper female attendance got screamed like forever. Both stood again face to face, Rollins who appeared to meanacing in front of Sean, stood tall like a big man he was. Rollins got pissed of again. He moved forward towards sean. Pulls his right hand back and punches Sean. Sean who was in the momentum of the fans, bend down just in time. Inches away from the rock shaterring fists. As Rollins missed, Sean quickly recovered, punched back in the face. Rollins again attemted a punch, but again Sean masterfully bend down and dodge the punch. Now Sean had clearly proved to the fans that he was not only cocky, but also skillfull. As Sean bent, Rollins was in a bit of confusion, Sean gave a light jump and drop kicked Henry's knee. Both men were down, just a feet away from barb wire. As the Rockstar rolled and got up, Henry Rollins quickly got onto his knees and captalised for the single leg, with his right hand on Sean's shouldder. But Henry couldn,t hold on for much longer as Sean had already started punching Henry on top of his head. After five punches Henry let go, and stood up groggily. Sean quickly got up, took hold of Henry's head by his left hand, he took aim, pulled his right hand back and punched on Henry's forehead. Henry fell down, but quickly got onto his knees. Sean saw the oppurtunity, put his left foot on Henry's knee and swiftly hit the Engruizi. Henry Rollins fell down, with no sign of consiousness. Sean quckly went for the cover-

The referee slid down, went for the pin,
....One....
....tw-
a kick out at one and a half

James Mustaine: It won't be that easy to take him down!

Rob Smith: But we have to take oppurtunities, wear our opponent down so that he may not get his shoulder up in the three seconds to victory.

Both of the men got up. Henry Rollins, threw a faint punch at Sean. Sean, dodged it again, and took Henry from under his shoulder, lift him up and spin around to throw him for the spinning reverse powerbomb. Henry lay down on the canvas like theres no tomorow. Sean sit up on his butts, he had a smile on his face. He looked around the crowd, raised his right index finger and rotated it around the arena in a circle. Then he clapped about seven to nine times getting the crowed to get involved into the match and start chanting, "Sean, Sean, Sean". Then Sean stood up, walked around a bit, as Rollins slowly got up, recovering. Sean stopped, and started beating his chest like a tarzan. The crowd cheered even more. Sean now stopped taunting and focused on Henry Rollins who had almost got up. Rollins, was on his knees, he put his right hand on his knees and applied pressure so he could get up. Sean went towards and threw a european upper cut. Sean started to throw slaps toward Henry. Then he withdrew his right hand and threw a huge cracking chop. The crowd went, "owww". Sean seeing opportunity, jumped up, back-fliped and pulled Henry from the neck with his legs for the hurricarana! Henry fell in the middle of the ring, and Sean the 220 pounder falling on him! Sean did not move, but sat on Henry Rollins. The refferee went for the pin-

ONE,
the referee took his hand up again and then
TWO!

Rob Smith: He goes for the pin and covers! We got a winner!

Just as the referee's hand was going to go down for the three count, Henry Rollins put his hand underneath Sean and pushed with all his might! Sean, dumbfound was pushed towards the ropes. Sean landed on the second ropes. His armpits landed on the sencond rope and his lower body bruised from teh last rope. Suddenly, Sean started shacking like hell! He was being electrocuted! and then BOOM!.

Rob Smith: OH MY GOD! WE MUST STOP THIS MATCH!

James Mustaine: He must be hurt! what i call entertainment! I am really amazed at Jalal's mind! First teh barb wire hurting you, then you get electrocuted and then the explosives!

Rob Smith:: Genious? I'd say a maniac!

As the explosive went off, Sean fell stagerring into the middle of the ring! He was holding his face, and he fell on his stomach. His right leg was still shaking with the electric shock from the barb wire. Sean is the first one to feel the barb wire ripping through his flesh. The crowd suddenly went quite except for a few chants from the older fans such as, "Holy Shit". Henry Rollins who had gained ground through these events picked up Sean slowly, and kicked his head. Sean fell down holdign his head. Henry Rollins then backed away from him, and then lift his hands up and started saying something to teh crowd. The crowd, especially the female fans started to "boo". As Sean slowly got up, Herny took him by the neck, Sean's neck under Henry's armpits, and turn him around and drop him for the Hangman's neck breaker. Henry Rolled up and get up, Sean felling down holding his neck and rolled away dangerously towards the electrocuted barb wire with explosives. Henry walked towards Sean. Henry had a very grim reaction on his face. He bent down and took hold of Sean's hair. Sean slowly got up, and stood like a puppet on a stick. The expolosives had taken every thing outta him. Then Henry took hold of Sean's right hand, puched on his right right soulder and then then pulled with all his might. You could hear the voice of Rollins, screaming for strength. Henry Irish whipped Sean towards the same barb wire where he had striked before. As Henry let go of Sean with all his might, he also fell down in the middle of the ring, shoving Sean towards the electrocotued brabwires with explosives! Sean running like a pig on fire, turned just as he was about to clash with the Electrical Barb Wires with explosives. This caused Sean to only bruise his back and then Sean started to shake like he was put in a electric chair.

Rob Smith: OW! The barb wire ripping the flesh of Sean!

James Mustaine: I knew it that this new comer doesn't have the cojones to keep up with TWF's Xtreme roster! Today Sean will learn why he would've never come to TWF.

After four to five seconds of shock, Sean fell onto the canvas! Henry Rollins went towards to helpless eighteen year old youngster. He again picked him up from his hair. Sean, with a badly bruised back, took the support of Henry's trunks and got up. Henry kicked Sean in the mid section, lift him from his back and dropped him on the electrical barb wire. Sean landed with the barb wire between his legs. Sean screamed in agaony! The cameraman showed the reaction of the crowd, most of the female fans and the young kids had their hands on their face and they were shocked with horror. As Sean fell onto the canvas, he fell on his stomach. His hands were between his legs and his eyes were wide open with terror. Henry Rollins went towards the trash can he brought and bent down in it. He reamined there for a few seconds and took out the tubelight which he had brought with him into ring! Then he bend again and took out another tube light! He waited for Sean to get up, but Sean failed to move. Then Henry put the tubelights down and pulled Sean up towards where the tubelights were. As Sean stood there, groggy, with no idea what was going to happen to him Henry Rollins bent down and took one of the tubelights. Henry took aim and and swing the the tube light towards Sean's face. But Sean dodged just in time and drop kicked Henry Rollins on his back, causing him to be pummeled towards the electrical barb wired ropes! Just as Henry landed on the ropes, BOOM!. Litte fireworks went up and Henry fell onto the canvas trembling!


TBC: Sean

Sean Danielsen

-It was an excruciating sight for the young children and the females sitting in the arena as they couldn't bear to see anymore of the hardcore action going on inside the ring. As the cameras rolled above the crowd, we could see a very happy Jalal Ansari who had a big evilish grin on his face, sitting in the VIP box. In the ring, an almost motionless Henry Rollins laid down on his back near the electrical barb-wired ropes. As the cameraman near the ring took a close-up of his face, his eyes were wide open and looked as if he just barely survived death-

Rob Smith: This is insanity! I can't take it anymore! Mr. Jalal Ansari should get a check up. This isn't entertainment, this is two human beings trying to murder each other! PLEASE SHUT YOUR TV SCREENS FOR GOODNESS SAKE!

James Mustaine: The only thing that needs a check-up is your sexuality. And the only thing that needs to be shut, is your big mouth! Be a man would ya!?

-The referee bends down on his knees to check on Henry Rollins if he was still conscious. 'You okay?', asked the referee and he got his answer as an enraged Rollins shoved him off of his face. Rollins slowly and unconsciously tried to make his way up to his feet. By the time Rollins had stood up, a dazed Sean had recovered aswell, but was still down one knee. Rollins took advantage of the situation and ran towards the Sexy Beast like a train. Rollins was about to pummel his opponent off with his signature move, the Clothesline from Hell but suddenly, Sean got up to his feet, stretched out his right leg and smashed his boot onto Rollins' face, performing his signature super-kick and counter-attacking at his very best-

James Mustaine: What a shot!

Rob Smith: That must have taken the lights out of him! Could this be it!?

-Sean falls back to the ground after knocking Rollins out with that super-kick. He slowly starts to move towards his opponent for a pinfall attempt and a roar of cheers sounds through-out the arena as the fans get up on their feet, waiting hopefully that their favorite is about to win the match! Sean barely manages to put his arm around Rollins' chest and the referee quickly slides down for a three-count. As the referee's hand comes down to the mat each time, the fans shout the count aswell-

-ONE!...
TWO!...
-KICKOUT!!

James Mustaine: It ain't over yet! What did I tell ya? Henry Rollins is one tough cookie to crack.

-As Henry's arm raises up signaling the kick-out, the crowd starts booing. Sean slowly makes his way up to his feet again, looking around with a dazed look on his face as the fans start cheering for him. The Rockstar turns to Henry Rollins, who was lying down in the center of the ring, grabs his head and starts raising him up. Down on his knees, Rollins shows quick reflexes and connects with a low-blow and the crowd boos heavily, showing the thumbs down gestures for Rollins. Sean, with a painful look on his face, lays down with both of his hands in between of his legs. The pain that Danielsen is going through can almost be felt by the loud mourns he's making-

Rob Smith: That's not fair! This is the second time Rollins has attempted to attack that part of his body! Why isn't the referee stopping him!?

James Mustaine: The ref's not gonna stop anyone! Let them tear each other apart peacefully, will ya?

-Down on one knee while cracking an evil smile, Rollins gets up to both of his feet and is ready to charge on Sean, but the referee gets in his way, trying to push the tall man away. Rollins once again shoves the referee aside, and starts kicking Sean's head, who tries everything possible with his arms to block the nasty shots to his head. Rollins then goes down on his knees, wraps his left arm around Danielsen's neck and starts punching his forehead with his right fist. It now almost seems that a crazed Rollins wants to bust his opponent wide open. Rollins stops with a searching look on his face. Yes, he was now again in the mood to take Sean's head clean off with another weapon. Henry rolled out of the ring and bend down on his knees, while searching for something under the apron-

Rob Smith: Not again! You do know what happened the last time he searched for something under the ring tonight.

James Mustaine: Yes I know. And I can't wait for it to happen again!

-After searching for moments, Henry finally pulled something out, and it was something really devastating, it was a barb-wired sledgehammer! Something that no-one has ever seen before-

Rob Smith: My God! What the hell is that thing!?

James Mustaine: That's a sledgehammer with barb-wire wrapped around it! And I bet no one wants to get hit from that!

-The look on Henry's face became darker as the crowd seemed shocked at what Henry had pulled out. Henry rolled back into the ring, stood up to his feet and was ready to knock his opponent off with the barb-wired sledgehammer. As he smashed the sledgehammer down to the mat each time, it was sure that Rollins couldn't wait for the Rockstar to make his way up to his feet so he could take the lights out of him. The crowd started standing up with their cameras ready, it was a moment they all wanted to take a snap of. Rollins swung the sledgehammer across as soon as Sean got up and turned around, but it was obvious that such a quick-witted man as the Sexy Beast, must have something in counter, and he did. Sean ducked once again while Henry missed the shot! 'Ooww!' Gasped the crowd aswell as the commentators and Rollins stood with his back turned to his opponent with a 'What the f*** happened!?' look on his face. Sean grabbed Henry's legs from behind and took him down to the mat, it was more like he was trying to perform a school boy pin, but it turned out to be something else. Sean had stood up to his feet with his opponents legs locked around his arms, the self-proclaimed 'Sexiest Man on the Planet' was now attempting his finishing submission-hold, the Boston Crab, which he more likely calls, the Walls of Sean. Danielsen had a determined look on his face which read 'I'm gonna get rid of you, you $&@#%!!!'. He was doing everything he could to turn Rollins around and finally connect with his finishing when Rollins suddenly jerked him off with his feet. Sean almost looked as if he was once again about to make contact with the electrocuted barb-wires but somehow, he managed to stop before he could move any further. Henry quickly got up and just as Sean turned around, he wrapped his arm around his neck and was ready to finish things off with a Houlocast, but Sean started knocking Rollins' head with his elbow, and found a way out of the finisher. Rollins took a few steps backwards with his hands wrapped around his head, he was now close to the barb-wires. Before anything else could happen, out of nowhere, Sean ran towards Rollins, shouting as if he had lost it! And both superstars smashed into each other and crashed into the electrocuted barb-wired ropes!-

*CHRRRKHSSHHHH* .... *BOOM!*

-The sounds of loud explosions and electrocutions could be heard through out the arena. Sparks were flying off everywhere, it was a sight no one ever wanted to see as both the superstars were wrapped around the electrocuted barb-wire, shouting in agony, screaming in pain, shaking as if they got struck by a lightning bolt and it was obvious that they really did-

Rob Smith: HOLY F*CK! THIS MATCH SHOULD END RIGHT NOW!! SHUT THE CURRENT! STOP THE EXPLOSIVES!!

James Mustaine: GOOD LORD! THIS IS INTENSE!! EVEN I'M SPEECHLESS!!

-The commentators and staff sitting around at ringside got up to their feet with a really worried look on their faces. All of the children and females in the crowd had their eyes covered while the hardcore fans were like 'HOLY SHIT!' and chanted 'TWF!' over and over again. Even Mr. Jalal Ansari, who was sitting up in the sky box had stood up to his feet, worrying if the two were okay or not. The referee shouted for the electricity and the explosives to be shut and called the EMTs to come down to the ring. The commentary was over, all that could be heard were the shouts of the fans, some were shouting in disbelief and some were screaming for more! The electricity/explosives were finally shut off as the EMTs quickly ran down the ramp to help the superstars in the ring. Both superstars were stuck in the barb-wire with most of their body parts wrapped around it. The staff tried to unwrap the barb-wire away from both of them so the EMTs could give them medical help. In the end, the show was forced to go off air for some reasons-

-Commercial Break-

OOC: The match isn't over btw :ph43r: [/align]

TBC by Rollins

[Sycho Sam]

HENRY ROLLINS/PAINKILLER


The show returns from commercial break. On the top right corner of the screen a logo, "Hardcore Hangover, live!" appeared and it had TWF in red color under it. The view of the arena was shown on the scaffolding. There were officials standing round the ring, four people in red were standing near the ramp with two stretchers. There was no such reaction from the crowd except for a few "whooos" or hooting. As the camera rolled over the arena, the commentators spoke.

Rob Smith: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen to live TWF PPV, Hardcore Hangover. Moments ago we witnessed one of the most excruciating moves in history of extreme wrestling!

James Mustaine: Not to mention life threatening! These two superstars gave everything they had.

Rob Smith: Lets take a look what had happened moments ago.

James Mustaine: I'd like to see a good look at that too.

The crowd started standing up with their cameras ready, it was a moment they all wanted to take a snap of. Rollins swung the sledgehammer across as soon as Sean got up and turned around, but it was obvious that such a quick-witted man as the Sexy Beast, must have something in counter, and he did. Sean ducked once again while Henry missed the shot! 'Ooww!' Gasped the crowd aswell as the commentators and Rollins stood with his back turned to his opponent with a 'What the f*** happened!?' look on his face. Sean grabbed Henry's legs from behind and took him down to the mat, it was more like he was trying to perform a school boy pin, but it turned out to be something else. Sean had stood up to his feet with his opponents legs locked around his arms, the self-proclaimed 'Sexiest Man on the Planet' was now attempting his finishing submission-hold, the Boston Crab, which he more likely calls, the Walls of Sean. Danielsen had a determined look on his face which read 'I'm gonna get rid of you, you $&@#%!!!'. He was doing everything he could to turn Rollins around and finally connect with his finishing when Rollins suddenly jerked him off with his feet. Sean almost looked as if he was once again about to make contact with the electrocuted barb-wires but somehow, he managed to stop before he could move any further. Henry quickly got up and just as Sean turned around, he wrapped his arm around his neck and was ready to finish things off with a Houlocast, but Sean started knocking Rollins' head with his elbow, and found a way out of the finisher. Rollins took a few steps backwards with his hands wrapped around his head, he was now close to the barb-wires. Before anything else could happen, out of nowhere, Sean ran towards Rollins, shouting as if he had lost it! And both superstars smashed into each other and crashed into the electrocuted barb-wired ropes!-

*CHRRRKHSSHHHH* .... *BOOM!*

-The sounds of loud explosions and electrocutions could be heard through out the arena. Sparks were flying off everywhere, it was a sight no one ever wanted to see as both the superstars were wrapped around the electrocuted barb-wire, shouting in agony, screaming in pain, shaking as if they got struck by a lightning bolt and it was obvious that they really did-

Rob Smith: HOLY F*CK! THIS MATCH SHOULD END RIGHT NOW!! SHUT THE CURRENT! STOP THE EXPLOSIVES!!

James Mustaine: GOOD LORD! THIS IS INTENSE!! EVEN I'M SPEECHLESS!!

-The commentators and staff sitting around at ringside got up to their feet with a really worried look on their faces. All of the children and females in the crowd had their eyes covered while the hardcore fans were like 'HOLY SHIT!' and chanted 'TWF!' over and over again. Even Mr. Jalal Ansari, who was sitting up in the sky box had stood up to his feet, worrying if the two were okay or not. The referee shouted for the electricity and the explosives to be shut and called the EMTs to come down to the ring. The commentary was over, all that could be heard were the shouts of the fans, some were shouting in disbelief and some were screaming for more!

The clip on the titantron ended, the fans started to chant, "TWF! TWF! TWF!". Again the female fans were left with disbelief and the younger fans had their lips curled to the extravaganza that they had witnessed. I would love tell the kids, "Welcome to the world of violence". The camera rolled onto the commentators, Rob Smith and James Mustaine

Rob Smith: We have just got word, this match will go on. But while this little accident took place, the officials have notified that Sean "The Rockstar" Danielsen has actually burned his right arm due to the high voltage of current.

James Mustaine: I wouldn't be surprised if he burn to a crisp at that high voltage.

The EMTs in the ring cleared through the barb wire carefully so that it may not tear through their flesh. The referee, Dilhara Fernando spoke to the Rockstar. Then got up, moved towards Henry Rollins, who was only three feet from Sean. The referee bend down on his knees near Rollins. He asked him, "Are you willing to continue?". No answer. The referee lightly slapped Rollins, "Hey Henry, can you hear me?" Henry's eyes slightly opened. "Will you be able to go on?", the referee asked. Henry slightly nodded. It was the go signal. Henry put his right hand on his left rib, there was a menacing cut by by the barb wire. He saw the blood, shook his head in disbelief. The referee went near the turnbuckle to the right-bottom corner. Signaled for Tod Brown. Tod Brown, wearing a nice Black Suit with a red tie moved forward. The referee talked to Tod Brown, moved his hand a bit. Rolled the hands couple of times, and then sliced the air. The referee carefully went back into the ring. Tod Brown, moved back to his chair. Picked up his mic, moved it closer to his face. Tod cleared his throat and spoke.

Tod Brown: Ladies and Gentlemen, the referee Dilhara Fernando has talked to both of the competitors. Both of the competitors are willing, so this match will go on!

*There was an exhilarating reaction from the crowd! Tod Brown couldn't even hear himself speaking. The males fans specifically chanted, "TWF! TWF! TWF!" again and again.*

Tod Brown: Also, the referee has asked me announce that even thought this match will continue, but the electricity will be cut out. So this means, this match will be a barb wired explosives match only. Viewer discretion is advised.

There was no such reaction from the crowd except for the minute 'boos' from far back in the cheap seats. Tod Brown sit back in his seat again. Suddenly, the younger fans of TWF started to chant "sean" over and over. Then in minor seconds it became a deafening chant. *SEAN! SEAN!*, the crowd continued to chant. By hearing the chant of his name in his ear, Sean had developed the will to continue and win his debut match. Sean slowly turned around, put his right clenched fist on hte canvas and pushed down. He got half way up but fell back on the canvas holding his right arm, which was dark maroon, burned by the unforgiving electrocuted barb wire. The fans went silent for a moment but then started to chant "Sean! Sean!" again! Sean saw the love the fans had for him, his eyes were half opened. There was a slight tear in his right eye. Suddenly, Sean felt a sudden boost of adrenaline! Sean clenched his left fist shut tight, his fist went purple. Sean put his left fist on the canvas. He gave all his strength to push himself up. Sean holding his burned right forearm with his left hand was on both of his knees. His eyes were tightly shut, he was gasping for air, fighting all the pain his body was smearing. On his right side, about two feet away lay Henry Rollins. Blood slowly spilled from his back, Rollins also gained slight conscience. Sean, put up on foot up, still clutching his right arm. Then he applied all his strength on high thighs, the muscles contracted, causing him to pull himself up on his two feet. As Sean stood up, the fans stood up and started to clap, "Sean" chants continued. Sean's back slowly became straight, the sweat swam down his forehead onto his nose. Sean still gasping for air, his back moving forward and backwards slowly and slightly, looked up onto the cheering fans. Sean rolled his eye balls from left, then to the right. All of them, cheering for him, "cheering for me" he thought. His eyes caught onto a poster held up by a female fan, "The rockstar will rock Rollins". From the exausted face, gasping for air he had now a smile on his face. Sean slowly walked forward, still smiling held his left hand up, his fist shut tight. The fans screamed even louder. And then he pulled his hand back and beat his bare chest with his left hand only like a tarzan. Sean, holding his right hand, moved towards Henry Rollins, who lay on his stomach. Sean bend down near Rollins, hold his head and pulled him with all his might. Henry Rollins, using his hands gained ground and then using his feet stood up. Sean, hold Rollin's head, aimed and hit a punch, square onto the forehead with his left hand. Henry stepped a bit back, almost falling onto the barb wired ropes.

Rob Smith: I never thought this match would get underway!

James Mustaine: And did you look at Sean? Wasting time rather than taking the opportunity and winning the match!

Rob Smith: He was only gaining momentum, getting the crowd on his side.

James Mustaine: Theres no point on getting the crowd on your side. They are not the one who have to be in the ring and face the wrath of the future of TWF!

Sean took aim, pulled his left hand back and punched again onto his face. Henry almost last balance, jumped on his right leg. With that last punch, Henry started to see stars, he shrugged, tried to get his mind back to normal. Sean took hold of his Rollin's right hand, pushed Henry's shoulder with his shoulder. The Rockstar, then pulled Rollins with all his might, his muscles became hard, the vein on his temple could be seen. Sean Irish whipped Rollins towards to barb wired ropes, while doing so, Sean also fell in the middle in the ring. Sean fell on his stomach, his right arm under it, as he hit the canvas, Sean turned and quickly took hold of his right arm struggling with pain. Henry Rollins, ran towards the barb wired ropes but Henry Rollins due to exhaustion fell diagonally, this caused him to hit the barb wires on his stomach. But due to the heavy shove by Sean, Henry's upper body rolled over the barb wired ropes, flipping over and getting stuck in the barb wired ropes. The barb wire ripped through the flesh of Henry Rollins, the blood from the cuts started to gush out rapidly. Rollins screamed with agony, the excruciating pain from his screams could be felt!

Rob Smith: Somebody should go and help him! He could have serious injuries!

James Mustaine: This is even worse than the Indian mutiny! Its like a slaughter house, only a few of machete and a bunch of knives missin'.

As Henry Rollins fought his pain with agony, his blood drizling out of his body. The older male fans started to chant, "Holy Shit" simultaneously over and over again. The female fans and the young fans had their mouths cover seeing the onslaught. The screen rolled up, an animation of TWF in red was shown and the reply was shown on the brown titantron-

Sean took hold of his Rollin's right hand, pushed Henry's shoulder with his shoulder. The Rockstar, then pulled Rollins with all his might, his muscles became hard, the vein on his temple could be seen. Sean Irish whipped Rollins towards to barb wired ropes, while doing so, Sean also fell in the middle in the ring. Sean fell on his stomach, his right arm under it, as he hit the canvas, Sean turned and quickly took hold of his right arm struggling with pain. Henry Rollins, ran towards the barb wired ropes but Henry Rollins due to exhaustion fell diagonally, this caused him to hit the barb wires on his stomach. But due to the heavy shove by Sean, Henry's upper body rolled over the barb wired ropes, flipping over and getting stuck in the barb wired ropes. The barb wire ripped through the flesh of Henry Rollins, the blood from the cuts started to gush out rapidly. Rollins screamed with agony, the excruciating pain from his screams could be felt!

Rob Smith: I got chills up my spine after watching that!

James Mustaine: Now thats the first time i have to agree with you.

Rob Smith: And i am surely thankful to God that i am not Henry Rollins.

James Mustaine: Hell, no one would like to take Rollins place!

After watching the reply on the titantron, the crowd started to chant, "TWF! TWF!". As the camera rolled over the crowd, a bunch of kids were recorded who suddenly had a shocked expression on their faces and pointed toward the stage of the ramp.

James Mustaine: Now look at this!

Rob Smith: Now whats he got to do here?

James Mustaine: This match is getting interesting by each nano moment.

Running towards the ring in a white T-shirt was Naomichi Hayashi, one of the members of administration! The Asian quickly came towards the ring and stopped near the apron. Looked around the crowd, smiled. It wasn't only a smile, the smile read "evil" all over it. The fans were as surprised as i am, now did he have to do here? Naomichi Hayashi moved towards Tod Brown asked for the microphone. Tod Brown, also confused like any one in the arena, showed a little bit of reluctance. Naomichi Hayashi, slapped Tod Brown and demanded for the microphone. Tod Brown handed him the microphone. Naomichi Hayashi moved towards the ring, where Henry Rollins was tangelled within the menacing barb wire, his flesh slowly ripping due to his weight against the spike of the barb wire. Naomichi Hayashi pulled the mic towards his mouth and spoke in a funny Asian accent-

Naomichi Hayashi: Most of you are surprised to see me here, well let me tell you. Things are going to change around here. Things will run my way, i will show you the real meaning of 'Xtreme', starting with this.

Naomichi Hayashi dropped the microphone, which made a terrible sound. He moved toward the bottom of the apron, bend down. He pulled the lever, causing the electricity to start running in the barb wires again! There were numerous sparks in the barb wires,

*CCHHHHHRRRKHSSSSSSHHHHHHHH*

The lights of the arena fluctuated and Henry Rollins started to get electrocuted! He was shaking like anything, his eyes wide open with terror! There was no way out, he was stuck in the electrocuted barb wires but this time there were no explosives to help him out this time! Henry Rollins screamed with agony, his purple veins alost visible on his limbs.

TBC: Sean

OOC: Sorry fer the delay, had some serious probs. May The best man Win.


SEAN


[align=center]OOC: Making this interference wasn't a good idea, this ruins the match. And this doesn't go well with that Hayashi-Ansari segment at the end of Hardcore Hangover either.

-The cameraman stood behind Naomichi Hayashi, walking towards the Asian's left side with agility so he could get a better angle of the look on his face. Hayashi's face could now be seen, thanks to the determined cameraman. The Asian was standing at ringside, near the -- now, once again -- 'Electrocuted' barb-wired ropes. The look on his face was desperate! It clearly seemed that Hayashi had planned this from a long time, as he shouted something towards Rollins, who was without no doubt, going through the most painful moment of his life-

Naomichi Hayashi -- Without the Microphone --: Having fun!? -Laughed- FEEL THE PAIN!!

-'Is he fucking mad!?', Thought the fans as craziness spread all around an 'angry for no reason' Hayashi's face. The crowd seemed so angry that they were just ready to beat the shit out of him, and that could be seen as they were throwing plastic bottles, papers, cans and all sort of junk they could find at the Asian-

Rob Smith: What in the hell is he trying to do!? Somebody stop that jerk!

James Mustaine: I can't believe all these officials are just standing there and watching! I knew Asian's were freaks but this is just crazy!!

-Henry Rollins shook helplessly as all the electric current was racing through him. Plus, with the deadly barb-wire rapped around his body, most of the fans worried that this was the last moment of his life. The referee, at first signaled the officials to shut the current and then shouted out loud to the security guards. 'Get him out of here!', ordered the referee and the guards were quick to react. In a moment, three giant men grabbed Naomichi Hayashi and started dragging him away with their arms wrapped around him-

Rob Smith: Take him out! He deserves to be locked up somewhere!

James Mustaine: That punk has done the damage. Even Hercules wouldn't be able to survive what Rollins just went through. This simply disgusts me!

-Hayashi still had a sick look on his face which was cracking a deadly grin, he tried to shrug off the guards but they were so powerful that he stood no chance. 'Get off me you niggers!', shouted Hayashi to the black security guards, while struggling. The thousands of fans sitting in the Staples Center arena showed no respect and why would they? Loud waves of 'boos' surfed all around the arena, the people were so disappointed that their voices could be heard even outside the arena. The referee bent down on his right knee, near an unconscious Rollins, and repeated something several times. 'Are you okay, Henry?', asked the referee and repeated it, since he got no answer. 'Can you hear me?', the referee questioned again only to find out that there was no reply from Rollins. The referee called the EMTs standing at the ramp as they rushed down at ringside once again. The referee, 'Dilhara Fernando' (LMAO!) then walked towards the turnbuckle which was near the announcer table, signaled the time-keeper for the match to be stopped and called Tod Brown to come close so the man in-charge could tell him to make another announcement concerning the faith of the match-

Rob Smith: This isn't good, I think the referee is about to call the match off.

James Mustaine: After all those incidents, I'm not surprised. As much as I wanted a result out of this, I bet no one even wishes to see more of this action anymore.

-The cameraman hurried towards the same turnbuckle so he could take a shot of the small discussion going on between the referee and the ring announcer. A few words coming out of the referee's mouth could be guessed. Tod Brown shook his head a couple of times as the referee said something about the unconsciousness of Rollins. Sean Danielsen, Henry Rollins' opponent was just as surprised as anyone else. The Rockstar who had injured his right arm moments ago was watching all of the drama going on during his debut match. The camera closed up to his face and it was visible that Sean was now totally pissed-off because of the 'I-had-no-intentions-but-now-I'm-ticked' look on his face. The Sexy Beast, while grabbing his right arm in pain, rushed towards the referee, grabbed the official's right shoulder by the left hand and forced him to turn around, it seemed that Sean was ready to argue. The referee, who was busy chatting with the ring announcer, now moved his intentions towards Danielsen. The cameraman once again, rolled his camera towards the argument going on between the referee and Danielsen from an angle where both the men's faces could be visible-

Rob Smith: Does he have something to say to the referee?

-The faces of both the referee and Sean were now visible on the titantron. The fans and the commentators stopped making any sorts of voices so they could hear what both men were talking about-

Sean: What are you doing now!?

Dilhara Fernando (Match Official): Henry can't go on anymore and I'm sure you can't fight with that injured arm either! So I'm calling the match off!

-With that note, the referee took out his index finger and pointed it towards Sean's face and did the 'finish-this-match' taunt, closing up both of his arms and then slicing them through the air. The crowd released heavy sounds of boos and Sean almost looked like he was about to lose it! The Rockstar grabbed the referee by the collar of his shirt with both of his hands, and dragged the official close to his face. While gritting his teeth in complete madness and looking in the eyes with the referee, Danielsen slowly mumbled some words out of his mouth-

Sean: I DON'T want to hurt you. But, if you end the match, I'm gonna kill you! ... I swear!

-The match official -- in fear -- stared at the anger in Danielsen's eyes. The frustrated Danielsen pushed Fernando off and let his shirt go as the official fell a couple of steps back. Sean was still staring at the referee with a menacing look while the official had fear written across his face. Fernando was so freaked that he didn't even try to argue as an official that he was, like many other referees would've done. Sean once again ordered, 'Call the match on!' while straightening out his left arm and pointing his index finger towards the timekeeper. The referee had no choice as he hopelessly called the match to restart-

Rob Smith: I can't believe what the referee just did!

James Mustaine: By the look of things, I can sure tell you that this is gonna get even more uglier!

-The fans can't believe the shocking turn of personality in their favorite, Sean Danielsen. As the cameras roll up to the females and children sitting in the arena, worried and shocked expressions on their faces could be seen as some of them had their mouths covered while others had their hands on their cheeks and eyes wide opened in disbelief. The match had started once again and a smirk appeared on Sean's face. He turned around and looked at his opponent, Henry Rollins who was lying helplessly near the barb-wired ropes. Danielsen then started walking around in the ring in aggression, while covering his right arm with his left hand. The Rockstar looked desperate as if he was ready to finish his opponent off, 'Get up you freak!' .. 'GET UP!' shouted Danielsen to his dazed opponent as he taunted him with his hands to rise up. The referee, Dilhara Fernando just stood at a corner of the ring, it now seemed that he was cursing himself that why did he even agree to referee this match. As seconds passed, there was absolutely no reply from a bloodied and battered Henry Rollins, it was obvious that he needed medical attention but wasn't being provided some. Even the commentators were disappointed at the decision of continuing the match and had stopped passing comments. The crowd's chants for Sean slowly started fading and soon the chants died and turned into boos. The fans had enough of the action which would just not stop, they weren't really booing Sean, they were booing Mr. Jalal Ansari who created this match in the first place. Sean Danielsen was still standing in the middle of the ring, breathing heavily with an intense look. After listening to the fans' reactions the anger in the eyes of Sean started turning into pity. The aggression in his blood started cooling down, he was looking at the fans all around him, staring at them like they were a mirror for him. By this time, Sean had realized that this was not the reason he came to wrestle in this match. He stood in the center of the squared circle with a sad look on his face, still breathing heavily. Danielsen looked like he did not want to fight anymore... Sean made a step towards the barb-wired ropes, and with one step after another, his intentions were to leave the ring and he had decided that he would not wrestle his opponent. The fans never really wanted to see such a sight, their favorite, giving up on them and leaving a match but this was the only thing left to do. The commentators began their commentary once again, as Rob Smith spoke something but his voice was really down in grief-

Rob Smith: I can't believe it... I can't believe what has happened in that very ring tonight...

James Mustaine: I really wanted a result out of this match as I stated before.. but I guess.. Sean's doing the right thing..

-Sean neared towards the barb-wired ropes and was ready to slide out of the ring. Just when it looked like the war was over.. a painful yet strong voice mocked Danielsen-

'HEY! .... Where do you think you're going?? ... huh!? ... I'm not done with you yet!'

-The fans screamed! They screamed out loud in both shock and excitement not caring about the fan-favorite nor fan-hated, they were happy to see that a man just didn't die in front of their very eyes. As the fans screams got louder, Sean turned around in disbelief, only to find out the opponent that he had pitied at, had made it back to his senses! It was Henry Rollins who mocked Sean while he was leaving the ring, the same Henry Rollins who died for most, but was still alive. Rollins had a huge smirk on his face which read 'I'm not out yet, bitch!'. Even though his eyes were half closed, his body was lying helplessly and his senses were still unconscious, Henry was ready to fight back!-

James Mustaine: This is a joke! I can't believe it! NO!! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!

Rob Smith: I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT WE'RE WITNESSING! GOOD LORD!

-Sean was just standing there with disbelief as Rollins' body slowly started moving. Rollins who was lying on his stomach, clenched both of his fists and made contact with the canvas with them. Pushing with all his might, Rollins rose up a bit and was now on his knees, with his arms straightened and fists still on the canvas. Rollins was up to his left knee as he put his left hand on it and pressed it so he could gain strength, now he was in a position where he could easily rise up to his feet. But before doing that, Rollins rose his head up which was down, staring at the canvas. His face had a devilish smile and it now stared at Sean, giving him a haunting look. The cameras took a shot of Rollins from behind and his back could be seen which had cuts all over it and blood gushing out from most of the cuts. Rollins gave it more strength and finally... he had risen up to his feet!-

James Mustaine: MY GOD! This guy isn't human being! This is ... I don't even have the words damn it!

Rob Smith: I still can't believe what we're seeing! Lord help us!

-The hardcore fans started the 'Henry Rollins!' and 'TWF!' chants after watching Rollins make his way up to his feet while the female and the goodie good fans thought they should back their own favorite up, as they started the 'Let's Go Sean!' chants. The atmosphere of a standard match had built up once again! Now it finally seemed that the match had restarted, and for real this time!-

'Quitting!? .. I was right... you're way out of my league!' Said Rollins as the smirk on his face got even wider and the look on his eyes became darker.

-Sean could not really understand how the hell Rollins made it up to his feet but after a while, he shook his head and shrugged himself out of his thoughts. Sean then smiled back at Rollins, signaling that he was ready too. Sean Danielsen, the Rockstar finally stepped forward and now he stood face-to-face with his opponent, Henry Rollins! Both were smirking as they had their heads joint together, eyebrows pressed and both of them were breathing in and out heavily. The fans had stood up to their feet for one last time! They knew this was it! The referee who had lost himself, gained confidence as he got in between of both Sean and Rollins so he could separate them. Both the superstars were now separated-

Rob Smith: They have some real fire inside their hearts! The match has gotten underway once again!

-Sean looked around, searching, only to find the excited fans who had gained faith in him once again. Sean's morale boosted as he grinned, but the grin on his face was soon knocked off as Rollins didn't hesitate, nor waste any time and smacked a right fist on his face. The crowd booed. Sean stepped backwards and spread his fingers across his jaw. He felt the impact of the punch, cracked another smile and soon gave a left fist of his own to Rollins as the crowd reacted with a loud cheer of 'YEAH!'. Rollins was the one who stepped backwards this time, but he soon recollected himself and was able to smash another right fist! The crowd booed again, Sean gave another blow as the fans cheered! Soon both the superstars had started trading a series of lefts and rights with the fans on their feet, cheering. The final blow was given by Rollins as the crowd booed louder, the fist was so powerful that it made the Sexy Beast go three steps backwards. Sean paused for a while and suddenly rushed towards Rollins and pushed him away. Rollins already had no stamina left, as he wobbled away and crashed in the barb-wires! The crowd gasped and Rollins screamed in pain once again!-

Rob Smith: Oww!

James Mustaine: After what we've seen tonight, this is just child's play! So get a hold of yourself!

-'Aaagghh!' shouted Rollins, in misery. Sean paused for a moment so he could recollect his strength, but he didn't know that Rollins can be so deadly if he's given time and he just found out. An agile Rollins caught a lazy Sean off guard and out of nowhere, connected with a Huolocast!-

Rob Smith: Oh no! OH NO!

James Mustaine: Oh hell yeah! Pin him!! Quick, PIN HIM!

-The fans gave a mixed reaction of boos and cheers as both the superstars were lying in the ring, Sean on his back while Rollins on his stomach. It looked as if Rollins would just make the cover, the match would end right there!-

TBC by Rollins: Go on buddy.. you've got all the time in the world! [/align]

[Sycho Sam]

One of the best matches ever done by two people that I've trained. I posted this on behalf of Painkiller.

[punisher]

Wow . The best match i have ever had. I was about to post it......but thanks

and lol "CCHHHHHHRRRRRKKKSSHHHHH BOOOM "