*Earlier, in Nameless town, Nameless City, Canada......*
Scott Keith: I can't say as I thought it was the amazing, blow away show that others seem to, and there was no real show-stealing MOTYC here, but Michaels-Jericho and Brock-Angle are both worth going out of your way to see. Rock-Austin was good but nothing more than building up a heel for Goldberg next month, and HHH-Booker was irritating for more reasons than I have time to list here. Maybe in the next boo—
*YES. THE FUGITIVE IS THAT SON OF A BITCH, SCOTT KEITH!*
!!!KATHOOOOOOOOOOM!!
Scott: WHAT THE F–
*The freaking OUTLAW STAR has ripped the very roof off of Scott Keith's roof! With no where to run, the tubby internet wrestling columnist is whisked away by the grappler arms of the infamous space shuttle! On the inside, Gene Starwind has his feet kicked up, reading a comic!*
Gene: e_e try not to crush him..
Jeice wants us to bring him back alive.
Jim: I don't see why YOU'RE not
piloting this thing! It's YOUR match!
Gene: HEY. DO YOU WANNA LEARN HOW TO
DRIVE THIS OR NOT? >=|
Jim: fine >__<
Gene Starwind vs.
Fox McCloud
UCTF NRA Championship
*Jim brings the grappler arms back into the Outlaw Star with Scott still attached...*
Scott: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!!?!? O_O Oh.. Oh I know you! >=| You're that guy who had a DUD match against William Clarke for the Grand Championship!
Gene: ...... Aisha. I don't want
to get up. Bitchslap him.
Aisha: No! I'm preparing for my match
against Suicide!
Scott: And you're the "Don't Drop The
Chalupa" chick! That was a HORRIBLE match. >=|
Aisha: *BITCHSLAPS HIM!*
Scott: X_X
*Scott is ASSED OUT from the cat-girls massive right!*
Gene: Alright Jim! Take her up.. Let's get back to Anime City. e_e.
*And the Outlaw Star is off! But it's trip back to Anime City wouldn't be as easy as they think... because rapidly approaching their ship is none other than the UCTF NRA Champion himself! The very ... wolf that beat Carmencita Benitez for the title over a year ago, Fox McCloud!*
Gilliam: Um.. Gene, there's a ship
approaching.
Gene: Oh yeah? Take him out.
Gilliam: ...you know what? This would
probably be a good time to talk about adjustments I've been in dire
need of for the past few weeks. e_e
Gene: O_O.. Gilliam.. Don't do this..
Not now.
Gilliam: I'm still damaged from that
harsh landing you did Gene.. I have parts that are about to fall off!
>=| You said you were going to fix it!
Gene: I AM!! BUT I'M BROKE! >=|
Gilliam: oh, but you have enough
money to buy an XBOX?!!?!?!?! e_e that's it!
*Meanwhile*
Fox: e_e....
*Back in the Outlaw Star!*
Gilliam: oh look! He's flying along side of us! How about I just make it easy for him??
*Gilliam OPENS THE DOOR, and everything that's not tied down, including Scott Keith himself, starts to get sucked right outta there!*
Gene: DFLASKDFASDFASDFALKSDJFALK YOU IDIOT! I WAS READING THAT COMIC!
Scott: *wakes up* ... O_O!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111111111111111111111111
*Luckily for the fat canuck, he finds himself in the back seat of Fox McCloud's LEGENDARY "Airwing!" Now the NRA Champion is in control, and with a space ship much smaller in size, he's free to take the maneuverable ship down very close to the ground below.. UNLIKE the big clunky Outlaw Star...*
Fox: ^__^
Scott: ...o_o I... I'M ALIVE!! I'M ALIVE! HAHAHAHAAH @_@.... ..wait! >=\ Aren't you that guy in a Fox suit who had that piss poor match against Carmen Benitez? Sheesh! And when was the last time you even DEFE–
Fox: *PISTOL WHIP* >=|
Scott: Z_Z
*Gene knocks Jim out of the seat and takes over controls! However, Gilliam, still in a pissy mood, has LOCKED the controls! Gene can't do a damn thing about it!*
Gene: SON OF A BITCH GILLIAM STOP
PLAYING AROUND! >=|||!!!
Gilliam: e_e You forgetting that I
can control every aspect of this ship?!!?!?
Gene: ALRIGHT ALRIGHT. YOU'LL GET ALL
THE REPAIRS YOU WANT IF I WIN THIS MATCH! ALRIGHT?!!?
*And with that, Gene now has controls over the ship's steering! Without saying a word, he rapidly descends into the Anime City, right on the ass of the Airwing!*
Fox: Sheesh o_o That's pretty good maneuverability for a big thing like that o_o
*Inside the Outlaw Star*
Everyone: X_X!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Gilliam: GENE YOU'RE GOING TO RIP
US APART! YOU'RE GOING TO HIT A BUILDING!
Gene: STFU. YOU WANT YOUR REPAIRS,
I'M GOING TO WIN THIS MATCH. e_e... alright folks... I'm about to put
food on all of our tables..
*The Outlaw Star brandishes those Grapplers that have won so many space battles in the past!*
Fox: e_e yeah... right.
Scott: WHAT'S GO–
Fox: *PISTOL WHIP*
Scott: Z_Z
*The Airwing SIMPLY out maneuvers The Outlaw, cutting a right around a skyscraper.*
Fox: ^_^!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*But the Grappler BULLDOZES through the building, snatching the airwing out of the air!*
Fox: OH SH–
Gene: >=| WHO'S YOUR DADDY!?!?!?!
*He rips Scott out of the Airwing, SEAT AND ALL, and retrieves it into the Outlaw Star! The Airwing is now TOTALED. There's only one place this dilapidated piece of ship is going now.. And that's DOWN. Fox ejects away to safety, watching with tears in his eyes as his ship goes down for the count!*
!!!KATHOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
Fox: ;__;!!! THIS ISN'T OVER!!!
*Gene has a HUGE shit eatin grin on his face after that!*
Gilliam: ok, now take me up so we
can land in the mecha arena's hangar!
Gene: NO TIME!
Gilliam: ....whut
Gene: e_e WE'RE GONNA LAND ON THE
STREET!
Gilliam; ARE YOUF-DSF;LAKDJF;ALKS
Aisha: o_o... I.. I'm going to die
before my Anime Title match...
!!!THOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
*Gene brings the sombitch down in a skidding emergency landing! Seconds later, the door to the Outlaw Star is kicked open.. Scott is over Gene's back in the fireman's carry, and in his free hand, he has his castor gun! There's only a few feet that separates Starwind from becoming the NEW UCTF NRA Champion!*
Gene: ^_^!!!
*Aisha and others climb out, KISSIING the ground after that horrified landing!*
!!BLAM BLAM!!
Gene: O_O
Fox: e_e!! I TOLD YOU. THIS ISN'T
OVER!
*Unfortunately for Gene however, Fox is STILL on his ass! This is going to be a close one! Both Fighters make their way towards the very arena floor, ping ponging Scott Keith along firing at each other!*
Gene: DAMNIT! >=|!!!! .... alright.. It's time for #19
*Yes.. The legendary NUMBER 19 CASTOR SHELL. This bullet has won AND lost the NRA title for Gene Starwind on a few occasions!*
Gene: ..alright #19... make me the champion again e_e!!
!!KATHOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
Fox: .... you missed!
Gene: ...Did I? e_e
*Gene points to a mirror... Fox looks and BITCHSCREAMS. HE'S HUMAN AND HE'S FREAKING OUT OVER IT!*
Fox: .......AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! ASDLFKASD;FLAAAAHHHH1!!!! WHAT THE AAAHHHHH!!!
Gene: >=D MAYBE YOU SHOULD CHANGE YOUR NAME TO "JAMES MCCLOUD!" HAHAHAHAHA AAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
Fox: ....AAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!
*Gene grabs the bounty and runs into the arena!*
Bob: Yeah, so Janne is still trying
to get chi—O_O WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?
Ralph: It's Gene Starwind.. O_o and some
fat canadian!
Bob: IS THIS THE FUGITIVE MATCH?!
Ralph: There was a fugitive match
tonight? O_o???
Bob: e_e WILL YOU READ THE EVENT CARDS
BEFORE COMING INTO WORK PLEASE! SHEESH WE'RE PROFESSIONALS!
Ralph: nono, YOU're the professional..
I'm color! I don't have to know a damn thing!
*It's all over! Gene throws Scott's fat ass into the ring before climbing in!*
!!DING DING DING DING DING DING!!
Arzie: O_O oh shi–YOU'RE WINNER AND NEW UCTF NRA CHAMPION.. GEEEEENEEEE STARWIND!!!
Gene: BREAK OPEN THE CHAMPAGNE EVERYONE! THE CHAMP IS HERE!!
Ralph: LOL! The Champ is here!
Bob: Oh for the love of John Cena! >=|
Winner and NEW UCTF NRA Champion: Gene Starwind