Kevin Dart: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a SIX MAN TAG MATCH!"

["Black Betty" starts to rock over the PA system, and without any motive or inspiration, Bob Pocket and PJ Curtis come out from the curtains. They raise their inner arms up in the air, while pointing at their partner with their outter arms.

Dart: "Introducing first, at a combined weight of 404 pounds, the team of Bob Pocket and PJ Curtis, Teh Slaxorz!"

[They walk down the isle with their arms still in the same position, and as they reach the end of the isle, they bring them down, sliding in the ring. They got to the turnbuckles, not climbing up, but just looking at the audience. They walk to the other side of the ring, again looking at the other fans. They walk towards eachother, trying to get pumped up for their wrestling match by slapping one another across the face. Suddenly, the lights suddenly start to flicker neon green, and on the octotron, a movie movie plays, showcasing Tearing Leaps, people getting Torn Apart, and other highlights of the Evolution of Perfection. The crowd starts to get hyped up as "Burn It All" by A Dark Halo begins to blast throughout the arena as smoke engulfs the stage area. The fans are now on their feet, awaiting the arrival of one of, if not the, favorite superstar. Finally, after a few seconds, none other then Tim Torn walks onto the smoke-filled stage. The fans pop as Tim forms a X with his arms, holds them by his sides, then raises them in the air (Ultra Mega Taunt). He grins at the response the crowd gives him.

Dart: Laidies and gentlemen, please welcome, their partner, from Newark, Delaware, weighing in at two-hundred and three pound, The Evolution of Perfection, Ultra Mega, The Biohazard, Tim Torn!

[Tim walks down the ramp and jumps onto the apron. He looks around at the fans as if he were God. He closes his eyes and just listens to the crowd. Tim hops over the tope rope and walks over to and climbs the top-right turnbuckle. He performs his Ultra Mega Taunt, and then jumps off the turnbuckle by backflipping off with a corkscrew effect to it and lands on his feet. He stands in the center of the ring, lowers his head, and performs the crucifix with open palms as the lights return to normal and the music slowly fades. He looks over at his partners and nods.

Macklin: "This could be an interesting team here. Teh Slaxorz are probably the laziest people in wrestling, while Tim Torn is a big risk taker. I wonder who their opponents are.

["Archetype" by Fear Factor hits the W2K speaker system, as the crowd turns towards the ramp, unfamiliar with this particular music. The ramp is filled with smoke as two men move onto the stage. Another man follows them out.

Dart: "Making their way to the ring, being accompanied by their manager, Leo Travis, they are the team of Caleb Tanner and Dylan Abrams, and they weight in at a combined weight of 465 pounds, they are Bad Influence!"

[Abrams and Tanner roll into the ring as Travis stands by the apron. Their music changes into Pain Redefined" hits the speakers, the base from the speakers fills the arena, the lights turn red then to puple. When you hear "I don't give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding" Triple X walks out onto the stage. Goldish spark like pyro shoots out of the stage. The cameras scan the crowd. Smirking his usual cocky smile Triple X walks down the ramp, stopping half way down the ramp Triple X stands on his feet looking around at the crowd. Jumping up and landing back on his feet while spreading his arms the arena becomes filled with boo's.

Dart: "And their partner, weighing in at 302 pounds, currently residing in Venice Beach, California, TRIPLE X"

[His large, muscular body stands out amongst the others. As Triple X walks down the ramp he lays his arms back down to his side. Crowd still booing Triple X he just stares coldly at the ring. Dressed in his wrestling attire, depending on the situation. Triple X throws an arm into the air and roars, sticking his tounge out showing he has no fear in his mental state. Making his way to ring side he walks over to the metal stairs, walking up each step one foot in front of the other with a cocky grin on his face once again. Walking along side of the apron he just stares down each and every fan in the crowd hearing them boo even more now. Climbing through between the middle and top rope. Standing up fully he just throws his arms back leaning on the ropes showing his pyshique to the crowd try to make them envy how well Triple X is built. Walking over to the right side of the ring he throws his arms back into the air again roaring with a firey passion. X takes another look around at the crowd, smirking his face into a painful bliss.

Macklin: "This should be an interesting contest to say the least. Two teams. Six men. Let's get it going.

[Bob Pocket decides he's going to start it off against Caleb Tanner. The bell rings as the two lock up. They struggle back and forth for leverage, and Pocket is able to lock in a standing sidehead lock. Tanner pushes him off into the ropes and drops down onto the mat. Pocket leaps over him, hits the other ropes and comes back. Tanner leap frogs over him as Pocket hits the other ropes and comes back. Tanner goes for a clothesline but Pocket ducks and grabs Tanner's neck, pulling him down with a neckbreaker. Tanner clutches his neck as Pocket pulls him to his feet. A quick kick to the gut and DDT. Pocket goes for a quick cover.

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[Tanner kicks out, much to the pleasure of his team mates. Triple X looks like he's about to explode, he's anxious to get in. Pocket pulls Tanner up and whips him into the corner, the corner of Pocket's team. Pocket charges into the corner and hits a running avalance. Tanner stumbles out as Pocket tags in Tim Torn. Torn springboards into the ring and catches Tanner's head, hitting him with a big bulldog. Tanner clutches his head as Torn bounces around the ring, pumping his arms.

Macklin: "The team of Teh Slaxorz and Tim Torn have been in firm control thus far.

[Torn pulls Tanner up and hits him with a big chop, before leaping into the air to hit a big drop kick. Torn looks in great shape as he runs to the ropes, leaping onto the second rope he moonsaults backwards, but catches a mid-section full of knees for his trouble! Torn clutches at his ribs in pain as Tanner uses this moment to slide across the ring on his hands and knees, his hands reaching out, trying to get one of his partners. The big Triple X gets the tag and quickly gets in the ring. Triple X is quickly on the assault, running across the ring to nail but Bob Pocket and PJ Curtis with heavy right hands that knock them off the apron. Torn is back up, but gets a heavy boot to his stomach, is lifted in the air, and dropped with a heavy powerslam, followed by Triple X hitting the ropes, coming back, leaping in the air, and dropping all of his three hundred pound frame down onto the chest of Tim Torn, nearly squashing the light-heavyweight wrestler.

Macklin: "My God, Askin! Did you see that!"

Askin: "About time my headset got turned back on. Yeah, I saw that. Tim Torn just got turned into a human pancake by Triple X."

[Triple X pulls Tim Torn up and lifts up up horizontally, holding him there with a major showcase of power before dropping him with a heavy sidewalk slam. Triple X gets to his feet and sneers at the crowd, X is obviously more of a rough-neck powerhouse than a technical wrestler as he grabs Torn by his hair, and whips him into the ropes. Torn bounces back and X lifts him up, throwing him into the air, and stepping back as Torn crashes rib first into the mat. He clutches his gut as Triple X smirks. Teh Slaxorz are back on the apron, and PJ Curtis, who could be the laziest man on earth, has snuck into the ring. He runs up behind Triple X and hits him with a shoulder tackle to the back of the knee, taking X off his feet. Curtis grabs Torn and drags him to his corner before rolling out, the referee admonishing him as the crowd cheers him on. Torn reaches out to make the tag, but Dylan Abrams has entered the ring illegaly, and gotten the referee's attention. Torn tags Curtis who comes in, going straight for Triple X, but the referee turns around and grabs him around the waist, holding him back as Abrams smiles, X limping out of the ring as Abrams makes the tagging sound, grabbing Tim Torn and hitting a quick pulling piledriver.

Macklin: "Come on referee! Damn it!"

Askin: "It's strategy, Macklin, everyone has to come to win."

[Abrams pulls Torn up and hits him with a hard forearm. He whips Torn into the ropes, and goes for a power clothesline, but Torn manages to duck. He runs towards his corner, managing to tag in Curtis, who enters the ring, and actually looks motivated as he nails Abrams with a hard right hand. Tanner enters, and Curtis drops him. Triple X enters, and well, Curtis kind of moves to his corner, where Bob Pocket springboard clotheslines the bigger wrestler. Torn is back up, feeling the adrenline. Pocket and Torn take Tanner and X out of the ring while Curits grabs Abrams, hits one short arm clothesline, then a second, then a spinning neckbreaker, successfully hitting the SlaxAttack. Cover by Curtis.

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[The bell rings.

Dart: "Your winners, PJ Curtis, Bob Pocket, and Tim Torn!!!!