PenWing: Pull? Me? Oh, you probably want to know why I'm carrying the remains of a shattered Sherwood?

*PenWing looks at the stick handle in his left hand.*

PW: Yeah, they just don't make em like they used to.

*PenWing shakes his head as the cheese-o-tron comes to life, showing Bastardo's Ferrari. The windows and headlights are all but gone, with pieces of shattered glass all over the hood and ground, and the hood and roof are badly dented.*

Oakley: You son of a-

PW: Hold on, Oakers. That's not what I came out here talk to you about. I'm here to talk to you about MY title, and I'm NOT talking about the one resting over my shoulder right now.

*Huge pops from the crowd.*

PW: That's right. I'm talking about the one draped over your shoulder.

*The crows erupts in cheers, chanting PenWing! PenWing! - Oakley shakes his head as a mile comes across his face.*

Oakley: PenWing, I think you've taken one too many shots to the head, and that may be affecting your memory. I won the match last week. In fact, I won that match by cleaning your clock!

PW: You did clean my clock last week. You really did. And I'm not out here to deny that. I'm here to offer you the chance to do it again. In a double ladder match. You put your title up over that corner of the ring, and I'll put mine up over this corner. In one match, you can keep, trade, or win both titles. All you have to do is name the date. Oh, but before you do, I think you left something in the ring last week.

*Oakley has a puzzled look as PenWing slips his hand into his pocket.*

Oakley: What are you talking about?

PW: This-

*PenWing quickley removes his hand revealing Oakley's brass knuckles, and lunges towards him with a right, knocking Oakley to the ground. As PenWing beats on Oakley, Bastardo grabs the IC belt and makes a run at PenWing. Knowing what's coming, PenWing jumps to his feat and delivers a Spin-o-rama, kicking the IC belt into Bastardo, and knocking him out. As Oakley slowly gets back his feat, PenWing picks up the IC belt and drops it on the ground behind Oakley. This cause Oakley to turn around, and PenWing grabs his head for Sudden Death, right onto the title. PenWing then picks up his Hardcore Porn belt and raises it up to the cheering crowd as "We Will Rock You" blasts over the speakers. He then leaves a bloody Oakley and an unconscious Bastardo lying in the ring as he exits.*

Last edited by PenWing; 2004-11-17 5:34 PM.
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