Chaotic Carnage & Destruction
DEAD MAN WALKING
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*The music of Chaotic Carnage and Destruction plays as the fans rise up out of their seats in enjoyment. Many holding up signs and standing, and cheering. Some are singing along with the music. All five members step out from behind the curtain. The undertaker in his jeans, and black leather jacket with black gloves and a black bandana. Stone Cold wearing a black T-shirt with "Alcohol Fueled" written on the front accompanying a skull with exhaust pipes and nitro boosters, written on the back it says "Whoop-@$$ Machine", his jean shorts, and left knee brace. Debra wearing a small black leather mini skirt with silver embroidered "3:16" on it and a black baby T shrit that has "Stone Cold" embroidered in silver across the front. The Rock is there with his black leather pants and brahma bull buckle, and T-Shirt that has "Get Ready" on the front and on the back "Your Candyass is Next". The group in one big mass walk down the rampway and one by one they climb in the ring. Stone Cold, Debra, The Rock, and Chyna stand in the middle of the ring. The Undertaker goes to the corner and requests a microphone. One of the stage hands hands him one and he takes it back to the center of the ring along with the rest of the group.*
The Undertaker:
Degeneration-X, we just proved what we wanted to prove. You are the biggest punk @$$ p*ssy b!tches this business have ever seen. You couldn't handle that you got your @$$ kicked like no other then you had to go and gather your little friends, because even at your full force CCD was beating the crap out of you. You couldn't handle it so you had to get some little punk friends that you aren't even getting along with to help you. Even then the battle continued and only by fighting the #'s game and have a larger group of people who hadn't been fighting did you get the upper hand. You guys are so pathetic, your faction is about as bad as the old corporation. You can only bide your time for a certain amount of time, but remember one thing. Triple H, HBK, you two are forgetting that there is one certain clause in our contracts that concerns those tag team championships. If you don't know what I'm talking about, then you don't need to know, but this was only one match of many more upcoming I'm sure. You proved to me exactly how much you care about this business. You might as well have just taken out the Holy Bible and spit on it. That's about the equality of the respect you show for this business. So keep up your little bit of fun, but you only have so much time before it all comes to a screeching holt with a good ol' fashioned @$$ whoopin' at the hands of CCD. When not including the fans and only the wrestlers in the back we are liked by few, hated by many, but respected by all! If you think otherwise you will Rest In Peace!
StoneCold:
Hell Triple H, HBK you just got one hell of an @$$ whippin' at the hands of CCD. Degeneration-X as a whole got their butts kicked like never before. That's because you Triple H have got to be the absolute dumbest son of a b!tch in the IXWF. Hell son who's bright idea it was to put you in charge of the group is beyond me, but whether it's your tag team title, or your world championship, I'm not done with you yet son, and I've got clauses in my contract that guarantee's me certain things that neither Shane nor Stephanie will be able to help you with. If you think I'm done with my gold you've got another thing coming son. Could I be screwing myself out of the match with Y2J since you're refereeing it, like I give a crap. I will get assurance later that you sure as hell won't be screwing me over in my match. This is not the last D-X has heard of CCD. A lot more beer, and a lot more @$$ kicking is in the future. AND THAT'S THE BOTTOM LINE 'CUZ STONE COLD SAID SO!
Debra:
That's right my husband Stone Cold Steve Austin will open a can of whoop-butt on Jericho and CCD will beat the living heck out of Degeneration-X. Stephanie, I can guarantee you that I am coming for you. I will beat you from pillar to post, and up and down every aisle of this arena. WHAT?! I will beat you up. WHAT?! I will beat the heck out of you. WHAT?! My title will return to me. WHAT?! A real women's champion will be holding that championship belt. I will have the smoking skull women's belt. You and your degenerate partners will get a butt kickin'. Scott Steiner will not be able to help you when we fight in the future. AND THAT'S THE BOTTOM LINE 'CUZ MRS. STONE COLD SAID SO!
The Rock:
Scott Steiner, Degeneration-X, The Rock says this, you like to run your mouths. You like to attack The Rock and CCD in a way that only shows how much of a punk ass b!tch all of you are. Degeneration-X get ready, because your candy asses are next. There is no way that you will hurt the Rock and get away with it. So what do you do? You send out Scott Steiner, one of the largest piles of hot stinking monkey crap the Rock has ever seen. Scott, you like your freaks? You think Stephanie is your freak. Well The Rock says this Stephanie, you might not be a freak, but I think the millions and millions of the Rock's fans know what you are.....
Crowd:
SLUT SLUT SLUT.....
The Rock:
Steiner, on Raw your little degenerate friends won't be able to help you much when The Rock lays the smackdown on your bicycle air pumped roody poo candy ass. The Brahma bull will take his horns and pop that over inflated watermelon sized head of yours. Now it's time for the most electrifying phrase in the history of sports entertainment. You will Rest In......no that's not it. What? What? W.......no that's not it either. AND THAT'S THE BOTTOM LINE 'CUZ MRS. S.....No The Rock just can't get it right. Ah I got it this time, Steiner you will never break down the great wall of.......no, ok The Rock finally got it.....I am the best there is the best there was the.....no that's damn sure not it. Oh here we go the most electrifying phrase, IF YA SMEEEELLLLALALLALALAOW WHAT THE ROCK IS COOKIN'!
Chyna:
That's right Rocky, Steiner will get what he deserves when you get a hold of him, just like all of D-X, because they are messing with the one group they will regret every getting involved with. They stole from us what is rightfully ours and we will be coming back for it. That's a guarantee. They put me in a match for the UK Title number one contendorship. As if that title means anything to me. I don't care about the title, but Goldust. Who in the hell you think you are I don't know, but movie star, freak, bizarre one, it doesn't matter what you are called in the end you just get your butt kicked by me. Lance Storm if you want to talk about seriousness then you better take me seriously. If you slip up in the slightest I will be all over you. Even you Matt Hardy, Mr. Extreme, you haven't seen anything until you've stepped in the ring with me. You can bounce all over the ring all you want, but when I plant your ass on the mat it won't mean a thing. None of you can break down the great wall of Chyna, and all three of you have just taken out a HYYAP on yourselves. Just Be Ready! As far as everyone else goes in this federation, Chaotic Carnage and Destruction is here and in full force, and noone is safe!
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*Stone Cold goes over to the turnbuckle and climbs up on the second turnbuckle. He calls for a beer and one is tossed to him. He throws it to The Undertaker who walks over to another turbuckle and climbs up on it throwing his hand in the air then drinking the beer. Stone Cold calls for another beer that he catches and tosses it to The Rock who gets on the third turnbuckle and throws his hand in the air. Then The Rock drinks his beer. Stone Cold gets a third beer and tosses it to Debra who in natural Austin fashion goes to the fourth turnbuckle, climbs up, throws both hands in the air, then sips her beer. Stone Cold gets a fourth and a fifth beer. He throws the one to Chyna who stood in the middle of the ring with arms crossed, and the fifth beer stays in Stone Cold's hand. Stone Cold and Chyna pop the tops on the beers and drink them. All of the members throw the cans on the ground then the four on the turnuckles throw their hands in the air as Chyna stands in the middle and they all get down and get out of the ring. They walk up the ramp, and just as they approach the entrance ramp with their backs to the cameras and audience they simultaneously throw their right hands in the air then all five members of Chaotic Carnage and Destruction disappear behind the curtain.*
*Stone Cold is walking in the back and runs into Michael Cole, who has a microphone and a camera man with him. Cole stops Stone Cold and asks him to stay for a short interview. Stone Cold has a very deep cold stare as he doesn't seem to be in a pleasant mood, but he thinks for a second and decided that he will stay there to briefly talk with Cole before he goes on about the rest of his business.*
Michael Cole:
Stone Cold, we know how you feel about Degeneration-X and what they have been doing, but how do you feel about the match with Chris Jericho? You understand this is going to be a number one contendorship for the World Championship.
StoneCold:
I really don't give a damn one way or another what it is for. You see even if hell froze over and Jericho beat me, I still have certain promises that I can go for that belt whenever I d@mn well feel like it. However I'll save those for a later date and time even though I'll probably never need them. Jericho you are one silly b@st@rd. You did a lot of running your mouth, and talking, but not a whole lot of making sense. You seemed to want to repeat yourself a lot. WHAT? You repeated yourself. WHAT?! You said the same things. WHAT?! Took two sentences and re-worded them fifty times. WHAT? Do you have a problem that causes you to repeat? How about I fix that by taking your sorry @$$ and beating the hell out of you. Jericho I know you think that you are a main eventer, but hell son what have you been around for about two days? You have Lita the sorriest excuse for a manager out there by your side? Hell son, we can all tell you are just getting desperate and trying to whine your way into the spotlight. You don't deserve to be going after the world championship. You haven't proved anything. I was the first ever IXWF World Heavy Weight Champion, and I only have one true loss to my name. That was the night I lost the title and that was the night that Stone Cold wasn't up to his game. We've all had our times, but I'm back and opening larger cans of whoop-@$$ than before. You called me a stupid S.O.B. Well get it straight son I am the absolute toughest son of a b!tch you'll ever meet. You call yourself a living legend. You can be a legend all you want in your oversized childish head of yours. There's no reason that a five year old in an older boys body should be getting in the ring much less for a prized championship. Jericho I don't think I've ever met anyone as cocky as you son. You think I'm at the disadvantage. Boy I'll show you disadvantage when I get in the ring with you. You haven't seen anything yet boy. I'm not too worried about the game. He can put him on a little candy striper shirt, but that doesn't hide the fact that he's nothing more than a stupid S.O.B. that as far as I'm concerned I've whipped his sorry @$$ once, if he messes with Stone Cold, I'll do it again, then I'll see him at Backlash and for a third time straight beat his sorry @$$ and take my title back. Y2J calls me silly? Is that his big insult for Stone Cold Steve Austin. That I'm silly? As far as I'm concerned that just added to his tab of @$$ whoopin'. Hell son, it doesn't matter what you did to DDP, because I am not DDP. If you haven't been paying attention I am The Texas Rattlesnake Stone Cold Steve Austin! Your girly little walls of jericho doesn't mean a thing to me. I will break your crappy little walls down, because you might as well be throwing up a paper wall that I'll rip to shreads. You think that the show revolves around you? Is that what you are thinking. You'll see a whole helluva lot of things spinning around you, but mostly because you'll be on your back watching little birdies spin around in your head. Something does change the fact that you are going to face Triple H at the Pay-Per-View, because you aren't going to the Pay-Per-View to face Triple H. You sure as hell will not become the number one contendor. Now you listen here Junior, you are the new person around here and we have not faced in the past. This is our first confrontation, and I don't know where you have been dreaming your information, but Stone Cold is going to whip your @$$ for the first, and last time. Pay close attention, because I'm taking a little lesson out of the book of 3:16, and you aren't going to be ready for what you are about to get. So if anyone becomes humiliated it will be you son. You think I'm a joke? WHAT?! You think that I am funny? WHAT?! You find me to be Hugh Morris? WHAT?! Hugh Morris? WHAT?! Humerous? WHAT?! If you want funny, how about the fact that I am not washed up, and you are not a soon to be, you are a never was nor never will be, because your little ride ends here boy. In case you weren't paying attention those fans weren't confused on what to think of you they just can't stand you. Just like everyone else around here. You seem to think you are some kind of living legend, but in who's mind? Sounds like you have taken one too many trips to disneyworld son. You keep telling me I'm going to tap, I'm going to tap. I won't be tapping with your sorry piece of trailor park trash on the mat out cold. I will drop you on your oversized neck and snap you in two. You remind me of a bad politician, a whole lot of yappin', but not able to follow through with any of the campaign promises made. How many times did you promise that you were going to become the number one contendor and soon to be champion? Time after time, you can say that all you want, hell you can believe that, but you can't live up to it, because I sure as hell won't let you. Stone Cold doesn't need the rest of Chaotic Carnage and Destruction out here to help me out. They all do just fine on their own, and I'll be just fine on my own. That's how we've all gotten to where we are. Y2J's destiny involves this black boot that's on my foot being shoved straight up your @$$. Living Legend, Living Legend, LIVING LEGEND MY @$$! About half of that is right. That's the living part and as far as I'm concerned that won't be a correct statement for long. I know that in the back of your ego filled head you have to fear Stone Cold. You wouldn't admit to it, but come Raw you have to look across that ring. You have to look right into the dark cold beady eyes of Stone Cold Steve Austin. As the sound glass breaking echoes through your head you can think of how much this hospital bill is going to cost you. Yes I'm going to drink me a few beers, because Yes I am one alcohol fueled whoop-@$$ machine. You can claim to beat this, and to beat that, but all you're going to be beating is yourself out back with Lita. Remember this you are not the future in anyway. Your future lies in the land of the jobbers. Stone Cold is going to live up to his promise of opening one large can of whoop-@$$ and taking your oversized head and bounce it from pillar to post, and up and down every aisle of this arena. AND THAT'S THE BOTTOM LINE 'CUZ STONE COLD SAID SO!
*Stone Cold just leaves Cole Standing there as he sees the offical IXWF bell ringer down the hall. Stone Cold walks up to the bell ringer and gets in his face.*
StoneCold:
You listen to me. You are ringing that little bell of yours in my match. You are the one who decides when it's done. If you don't listen to Triple H if he calls for it to ring you could lose your job, but I want you to know this. If he tries to call for the bell while trying to screw Stone Cold over, then you better think of this. I will hunt your @$$ down and personally give you a Stone Cold @$$ whoopin'. You have the choice, you can decide to not ring the bell if Triple H tries to screw Stone Cold over, get fired, and find another job anywhere, or you can ring the bell when he says if he tries to screw me over then you have to deal with a p!ssed off Rattlesnake. Now which is more important, a job that you can do somewhere else, or your life?
*Stone Cold stares at the bell ringer then walks off back to his locker room.*
OOC: *Yawn* No OOC today.
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