Morbid Angel vs. Triple D

[Dave Masters]

Deadline: 15/02 at 6 PM Est, 11 PM UK
Show up: 17/02

Only they can rp here. Failure to listen will result in punishment.

[Morbid Angel]

[***DISCLAIMER:-THIS ROLEPLAY CONTAINS TOPICS OF CONVERSATION THAT MAY BE UNSUITABLE FOR CHILDREN UNDER 18. CONTEXT IN SEXUAL REFERENCE, SATANIC WORSHIP, EXTREME VIOLENCE, AND FOUL LANGUAGE...READERS AWARENESS IS STRONGLY ADVISED! ***]


Morbid Angel still at his house after the match at the PPV...Morbid walking around and going a little rearranging of his belongings. Morbid has a large inverted cross painted in blood high on his 10 foot wall! Morbid’s hands spotted with blood!

Morbid Angel-“ Triple D.....All I can say to you is that I hope you speak more than 3T! I have a hard time building a feud from nothing....but I am willing to try again!

Morbid turns on some music...gospel?....I don’t think so...Dying Fetus- Streaks of Blood...

Morbid Angel-“ looks like we fight to see who will fight for Vegito’s title.. Well all I can say really is that in order for you to get this far you have to be good at something...What have you accomplished so far? What are your future accomplishments? Tell me what you think....”<br>
Morbid Angel goes to a file cabinet and pulls out yet another folder with Triple D’s name on it!

Morbid Angel-“ I feel that it is some times nessary to go into files and look at people’s makeup...get more of an idea of who you are and such...worked with 3T...why not you right?”<br>
Morbid Angel puts on some glasses and opens the folder.

Morbid Angel-“OK....Jamal Micheals..bravo you have a name!!! You do not know how much this means to me...a fighter that has a NAME!! I am almost out of words to express my joy!!!!!!!!..........Oh but your one short fucker! You are going to step into the ring with a man that wears pants that are taller than you? Is this a joke? 169 pounds!!!!!!!!!!!!! holy shit you’re a small bitch! Did you know that in circumstances like this normally the small one does not win’s unless they know some form of mutant judo! Doesn’t should likely my friend!...Says you love to taunt the crowd and the opponent.. Well...Don’t taunt me unless you have a date with death..I’ll kill your fucken ass! Try me...I dare you!!!! Ok your weapons are sticks and other shit...and brass knuckles...your from St Louis...in America...brass knuckles are illegal.. You know why? Because they can be used against officers when they take some one down..potentially deadly in fist fights and normally the one who uses them will break their hand if they hit to hard...have you ever broken your hand? It fucken hurts like getting kicked by a horse! Yeah the break doesn’t hurt...it’s the break back! Pain in the ass! Doctors are Nazi’s!!!! torture you! Lock you in a room! Drug you so you can stay alive! Maybe cut you a little! Then kill you with the bills! Bastard’s!!! Anyway...quotes...”You Bring the Ass, and I’ll Bring the Whoopin”.....................Original..really original! I kinda like it..almost beats Assclown!....I see that you like people to bring it to you...the term “bring it” is commonly used in fights as to “bring it on” which starts the fight.. Also used in Prison’s as to anal sex...In Prison the New Inmates are used at sexual disposal to which ever group will take them in...if the Inmate decides not to choose a group he will be beaten and raped by all groups...that is where the term “Bring it” is...get it started....whatever...Also sagging pants started there...a lot know the sag as a gangster thing, with gang sings and shit...actually the people who brought sagging to the outside were the ones that were on the inside of the prison gates receiving from the group...sagging means for easy access for sexual conduct...Shady...pull your goddamn pants up for Satan’s sake!.
Now if you excuse me I need to go talk to good ol’ Dr. Lillian!

Scene fades out!

It picks up again with Morbid Angel barging into Dr Lillian’s Office!

Dr Lillian-“ Jake it has been a few weeks..why haven’t you come to see me?”<br>
Morbid-“Well that’s still in the air....I WANT TO SEE MY FILE!”<br>
Dr Lillian-“Now Jakub...that is no way to ask for things...what did we talk about before?”<br>
Morbid-“.........You told be to be nicer when asking for things...”<br>
Dr Lillian-“ That’s Right...Now what do you want from me again?”<br>
Morbid-“ I want to see my fucking file bitch before I smash both your fucking lips!!!”<br>
Dr Lillian-“ Jakub!!”<br>
Morbid-“ Don’t call me that! Goddamn it!!!GIVE ME THE FILE!!!”<br>
Dr Lillian picks up the phone and dials out//

Morbid-“ wha...what are you doing!”<br>
Dr Lillian puts down the phone moments later.

Dr Lillian-“ You have to learn to control your self..I will not tolerate being talked to like that...and I don’t think you would like me to talk to you like that.”<br>
Two men wearing white hospital uniforms walk in...Not as big as morbid Angel but big enough to both control him enough to sedate him. Morbid Angel gets uncomfortable and stands up can keeps his back to the wall! Ready for a fight.

Morbid-“ Look give me the file..and I will leave..”<br>
Dr Lillian-“ I want to talk first...”<br>
Morbid-“ Alright then.........talk.”<br>

Dr Lillian-“ I watched your last few matches...what’s for feelings on them?”<br>
Scene fades to a blood red!

[STAY TUNED FOR THE SECOND PART TO THIS TRILOGY OF DEMONIC MADNESS!...IT ONLY GETS WORSE FROM HERE]


(OOC-I have decided to put Disclaimers on my RP’s......I guess some people are sensitive to evil, and some language! For real guys....grow the FUCK up!)

["The Great One" Triple D]

Triple D is shown sitting in his hotel room thinking about his upcoming match. The phone rings and he answers it.

Triple D- Hello, hey mom. I’m just sitting here thinking about some things. You know I have a match at Action Zone with Snorbid Anal. Yea mom I know his name is Morbid Angle but come on he’s boring as hell.

Mom- Watch your Language Boy!! And it’s Angel.

Triple D- Mom, IT DOESN’T Matter What His Name IS!!!

Mom- Who are you raising your voice at?!!

Triple D- Sorry, I’m just a little hyped up. You know how I get before big matches. And this match is big. If I win and Beat Morbid, I set myself up for a run at the World Title. You know I miss the World Title. I miss holding a belt period. You know me and that belt are like family. I miss my family.

Mom- Well you can come home at anytime. You’re my little pumpkin cake.

Triple D- Yea I know but that’s not the same, The World title is like bigger than family you know when I….

Mom- Have you lost your damn mind Son, what do you mean bigger than family? I’m the bitch that changed your shitty diapers. I’m the Dumbass that attended all your snore-fest poetry recital. I’m the one that fed your scrawny little ass. And your daddy is the one who taught you how to turn something side ways and stick it straight up someone candyass. Don’t ever say beating Morbid and the world title is more important than family, I’ll beat the Hell out of you.

Triple D- Sorry mom, Like I said I'm a little hype.

Mom- Well you better Un-hype are I will Hype a Back Slap upside your face. You know me, I not going to tolerate that kind of disrespect. I’m not your little ExWA buddies,

Triple D- There ExWA Superstars

Mom- I don’t give a damn who they are. I'll beat their ass too. You show your mom some respect. I’m the one that carried your fat ass for 9 months.

Someone knocks on the door

Triple D- Come in.

Mom- And you talking about the World title and beating Morbid Angel is more important. You know they call me Snack- Crackle and Pop because I will snap, crackle and pop your ass in the mouth talking all that bull- shit.

Austin walks in. Triple D shows disapproval in his face.

Triple D- well look at this Asshole

Mom- Who you calling a Asshole? Boy you know I will.

Triple D- Mom, Mom not you I wasn’t talking to you, Austin just came in.

Mom- Ooo let me speak to him. You know Austin is so sweet. You need to be more like him. Austin is so respectful, nice and obeys authority figures which is something you need to learn. Austin is not rude and he treat everyone so kind. Put him on the phone.

Triple D- I can’t believe this.

Triple D hands Austin the phone.

Austin- Hi Mrs. Micheals. I’m doing alright. Yea your sons a Jackass.

Mom- What?

Austin- I said your son grows bad fast.

Mom- Yea I know. He used to be a good son. But you know I think every sence he’s been working for that Shane Powers. He’s grown like you said bad really fast. You know you should teach him a thing or too about respect and how to be a good boy. You know you’re my favorite wrestler of them All.

Austin- Yes I do and Thank you.

Mom- You look after and take care of my son real good. Can you do me a favor? When he faces this devils terd named Morbid Angel can you make sure my son is prepared not to get his butt whooped. Because you know I can’t stand looser.

Austin- Yes I'll make sure he gets his Ass Whooped.

Mom- What?

Austin- I said I'll make sure he doesn’t get a Bad Whoopin.

Mom- Thank you so much. Now put my no good son on the phone.

Austin hands Triple D the phone.

Mom- Now Son, Austin is going to take good care of you and make sure you don’t lose to Morbid.

Triple D- Mom I don’t need Austin always fighting my battle I can do it all by myself.

Mom- Hush up boy. Didn’t I teach you not to talk back to your mother. If it wasn’t for Austin you would even be in the EWA. Now Austin is going to make sure your prepared to take out Morbid. You just better listen to his advice and beat Mr. Angel down. You here me boy!!

Triple D- Yes.

Mom- Alright, you take care now. (yelling at father) John you need to take the garbage out.

Father- I’m not taking no garbage out.

Mom- The dogs are barking.

Father- Well Shoot the Damn Dogs!!

Mom- I’m not shooting no Dog.

Father- I’m trying to watch TV.

Granny- Get your Lazy Ass up.

Father-You need to mind your damn business

Granny- You lazy Mother-F!!!er.

Mom- Listen baby I got to go, taught to you later bye-bye (they both hang up). (Triple D looks at Austin in frustration).

Austin- You’re mom is so nice.

(Triple D shakes his head.)

O.C.C. This is part one of more to come.

["The Great One" Triple D]

Part 1 continued.

Triple D- You know Austin, I don’t feel like dealing with you today, so I’m going to go to the hotel exercise room. I have bigger and better things to do than to sit here and go ring around the roses with you.

Triple D leaves Austin sitting in the hotel room. Triple D runs into a Janitor in the Hallway.

Janitor- Hello Jamal.

Triple D- Hi!!!

Janitor- You look disturbed.

Triple D- Well I have a lot on my mind right now. Why in thee blue hell would you care. You’re just a janitor pushing around dirty water.

Janitor- Sorry I was just asking.

Triple D- Wo, Wo, Wo, hold on, cut, Wo. You have the great one apology. It’s just in my next match I have to face a tough opponent. I have to face Morbid Angel. And let me say he is a good wrestler and he has what it takes to be a World Champion. And ever since I lost the World in the JWA. I’ve been on a losing streak. The Great one has been falling down the ladder of greatness into the mosh pit of Jobbers. Now I question myself does Triple D still have what it takes to be the world champion again? Is Triple D still the great one? Is it time for Triple D to finally past the torch to more capable and deserving superstar Like Morbid or Vegito?

It’s no doubt Triple D can still entertain the millions (Janitor- AND MILLIONS), of the great one fans, but that’s just half of what it takes to be a Icon and most of all the World Champion. The second half is getting the job done in the ring. And lately I have not been doing that.

Janitor- Well I’ve watch you for years. You’ve had your ups and downs. And you have hit this point in your career before but it took a younger superstar by the name of RICK FLAIR to give you a good match and feud, which in return re-energized you, and you won the World Title. Rick Flair gave you a good kick in the balls and you turned things around. I think Morbid Angel will do the same. All you have to do is just do your best and give him the best damn match period. I believe in you, Steve Austin believes in you, the people believe in you, now all you have to do is believe in yourself.

I think Morbid Angel will due his share and light the fire in which burns inside of you, All you have to do now is keep the fire burning.

Triple D- How do I prepare for an opponent who I have never faced before. I mean Morbid is not an easy win. He’s going to push me to the limit. He has all the tools. He has Strength, the powers, and the heart.

Janitor- Oh yes he has a lot needed to be World Champion but, there’s one thing you have that he doesn’t. And that’s THE PEOPLE!!!

Triple D- You right. But will that be enough?

Janitor- HELL NO!! It won’t. Morbid will eat right through that. But with your determination, heart and will to win. You can overcome that. When walk out to that ring at Action Zone you have to know inside that your going win no matter what. When you faced Flair you knew you were going to win at any cost. And you didn’t stop until finally you won. That same flame that burned in side of you, you need to let burn again but this time even better.

The Triple D return era is not over yet. It just took a temporarily rest stop. It’s time now for you to continue on your journey and start off fresh and revived with a win over Morbid. On your rest Vegito has token your World title, as you were just too weak to retain it. You must now go after your title that has been stolen from you. One day it will be Morbid time and a well-deserved time it will be. But it’s still your time and Season, So drop those doubts like it’s hot and get over it. Long live the “Great One” Triple D.

Triple D- Yea, Your right. I’m going to the gym to train because Morbid Angel is about to get the Smacketh Down layed on his Rudipoo Satanic Candyass.

If ya Smell What the Great One is Cookin!!!

Janitor- Yes go and “Fight Like a Champion.”

Triple D leaves with confidents. Austin shows up behind the janitor.

Austin- Thanks. (Austin pays the janitor money)

Janitor- Morbid going to kick his ass!!

Austin- Yea I know isn’t it great!!!

(they both smile). scene ends


o.c.c. Part 3 will follow later. Probably once I here something from Morbid. Hopefully we can keep pushing this fued all week until the final deadline.

[Morbid Angel]

[***DISCLAIMER:-THIS ROLEPLAY CONTAINS TOPICS OF CONVERSATION THAT MAY BE UNSUITABLE FOR CHILDREN UNDER 18. CONTEXT IN SEXUAL REFERENCE, SATANIC WORSHIP, EXTREME VIOLENCE, AND FOUL LANGUAGE...READERS AWARENESS IS STRONGLY ADVISED! ***]

{Welcome to part two of the Morbid Trilogy! Be Prepared to Suffer in Hell! Because Morbid Has the Hospital under Control! Or at least he thinks so.}

Morbid-“ Well I think I sucked.”<br>

Dr Lillian-“ Why do you say that?”<br>
Morbid-“ Because its truth...Give me the file!”<br>
Dr Lillian-“.........No...”<br>
Morbid-“Goddamn woman! Why not!”<br>
Dr Lillian-“ I have done some research on your condition and in most cases like yours. Small aneurism on the back of the brain will cause one to be excessively violent, easily aggravated, self destructive and in ways mutilating.. Jakub I feel that you fit this criteria”<br>
Morbid-“ So big fucking whoop...you can tell me what’s wrong”<br>
Dr Lillian-“ I feel that you are a hazard to be set out to the community. I had a conversation with Mr. Winter Sanderson and he will comply with what we need to do.”<br>
Morbid-“ And that would be what?!”<br>
Dr Lillian waves on the two men and they attempt to take Morbid Angel down. Morbid throws one into the wall and lunges at the other! Morbid is on top forcing the mans face into the not so fluffy carpet! The other man pulls a sedation gun from his jacket pocket and holds it to Morbid Angel’s side...he shoots Morbid 4 times! Morbid jumps back and back hands the man then looks at Dr Lillian and rips everything off her desk.

Morbid-“Bitch....file...............give it to me....................nowww”<br>
Morbid Collapses to the floor! Dr Lillian sits in her chair to catch a breath after that breath taking display!

Dr Lillian-“..Well that went better than expected I think..What do you guys think”<br>
One man looks at her then at Morbid Angel the other man sits on the corner of the desk.

Man 2-“ Man that bastard had fight in him.. What does he do for a living?”<br>
Dr Lillian-“ Uh...He’s a Hardcore Fighter/Mortician”<br>
The man gets off the desk and looks at her half in shock and half in anger! She forgot to notify them that they were going to try and take down Hardcore/sadistic legend! They put Morbid Angel on a Gurney and take him from the office to the Hospital up the road...

Scene cuts out...................

It opens again with Morbid Angel strapped to a table unable to move his arms and legs! He starts to wake...Morbid a bit groggy looks around the room..

Morbid-“what the fuck.......HEY!!! MOTHERFUCKERS! YOU LET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE NOW BEFORE I SUE YOUR FUDGE PACKING AMERICAN ASS’S!!!”<br>
Dr Lillian walks into the room

Dr Lillian-“ Hello Jakub. We are at the local Hospital and we are going to run some more test.”<br>
Morbid-“BITCH!!!FILE!!!NOW!!!”<br>
Dr Lillian-“ I am sorry Jakub, right now you are under observation of the Mental ward.”<br>
Morbid-“ Look bitch! First I am suing your fucking ass! Second I am going to kill everyone in this fucking building!! YOU HEAR ME!!! KILL!! TO THE DEATH!!!”<br>
Dr Lillian-“ Now that is no way to talk. You will never get released with an attitude like that.”<br>
Morbid-“ For the last FUCKING time!!!! do not all me Jakub! And for the record! I never committed myself..you can’t put me here”<br>
Dr Lillian-“ Actually I can. Your boss Winter Sanderson gave me all I needed to put you here. Your Match that you carved an inverted cross into the forehead of your competitor, then went ballistic. We are going to do a scan of your head..do some other test then leave you here for the duration of the next three days..”<br>
Morbid-“ And what am I suppose to do while your out setting me up for all this shit!”<br>
Dr Lillian-“ Well if your nice, we will un tie you from the bed in the next hour or so..”<br>
Morbid-“ Comforting...really comforting!”<br>
Dr Lillian gets up and leaves the room

Morbid-“ Well shit...Triple D I am sure your getting a laugh at this situation! Yeah so what I am stuck in the nut house...weee. Triple D I can assure you that when and If I get out of here for our match I will destroy your SOUL! Damn I always say that and it turns out that I get spanked like a bitch and normally the one I say I will beat on beats me! I don’t know..Life is not fare! Can’t you see! NOT FARE!!!.........I need to get out of here......fuckin A!”<br>
The scene cuts out.


It picks up to Morbid dressed in white watching Triple D’s Interview on ExWA Television. Morbid does not look one bit happy....Morbid’s arms are folded across his chest, another patient at the Mental Health Clinic walks up to Morbid and tried to hand him a chess piece....Morbid Angel looks at him and puts his hand on the mans face and shoves him back...The man falls over a chair and hits the floor. Morbid returns to watching the interview, A guard walks over to Morbid Angel.

Guard-“ Now Jakub you can’t treat people like that if you want to be with the rest of the people”<br>
Morbid-“ I don’t want to be around fucking people! I just need to watch this!”<br>
Guard-“Apologize to the man and you can stay in the room.”<br>
Morbid-“ Fuck you, this isn’t kindergarten! This is a Mental Health clinic! I don’t have to do anything I don’t fucking want to!”<br>
Guard-“ Come with me then. I’ll put you back in your room..”<br>
The guard reaches for Morbid Angel’s Arm.

Morbid-“ Don’t fucking touch me! I am not five years old! No one tells me when to go to my room! No one tells me what to do PERIOD!”<br>
The guard gets on his walkie talkie and radios for additional assistance

Morbid Angel-“ What the fuck are you doing?!!!!!”<br>
Morbid hits the walkie from the Guards hand and picks it up

Morbid-“ Attention bastards! No Help is needed! I am just going to kill the man...I don’t need help for this!”<br>
3 men rush in the room and circle Morbid Angel one man had a hand in his pocket which was noticeably a sedation gun..

Morbid-“ Hey man, is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”<br>
The Guard pulls the sedation gun from his pocket.

Morbid-“ ah...gun.... shit!”

[Morbid Angel]

[Sorry It would not fit in one post.]

Guard-“ Jakub follow us or we are going to throw you in the padded room!”<br>
Morbid-“ I really doubt you can throw me anywhere...”<br>
Two guards grab an arm and start to pull Morbid to the floor!


Morbid-“ No fucker!! Not this shit again!.........you know I will fucking kill all your families! Their going to fucken die!!! where’s Dr Lillian?! We had an agreement!.”<br>
Morbid threw one off and choke slams the other onto a card table next to the sofa.. Morbid Angel goes to the man with the sedation gun and punches him in the face and takes the gun!

Morbid-“HAHA! I am not only crazy!!! I am ARMED and crazy!!!!!!bad combination really....”<br>
Morbid starts to walk quickly down a hall... and comes upon a locked door....he pushes the buzzer on the wall

Mic Buzzer-“Yes?”<br>
Morbid-“ Let me through..”<br>
Mic Buzzer-“ Who is this?”<br>
Morbid-“ this is the Satanic Lord Morbid Angel! Let me pass!”<br>
Mic Buzzer-“ Bill is that you?...you know you can get in trouble for using the call buttons like that.”<br>
Morbid-“I am not BILL! Let me Pass-“<br>
Mic Buzzer-“ Give me your key code”<br>
Morbid-“ I don’t have one”<br>
Mic Buzzer-“ Then you cannot pass.”<br>
Morbid-“ I will KILL your family! And eat your FACE!”<br>
Mic Buzzer-“ what?”<br>
Morbid-“ DIE BITCH DIE!!!!!!”<br>
A group of guards come running around the corner, Morbid armed and ready takes position for attack!

Morbid-“ you may get me this time! But I sure as hell are taking a few of you bastards down with me!!”<br>
The group rushes Morbid Angel...Morbid stands with his finger on the trigger! They rush him knocking Morbid to the ground! Morbid pops a few rounds into a couple of people before they wrestle Morbid onto his stomach! Morbid fighting over the gun accidentally shoots himself twice in the lower side! Morbid starts to lose energy fast! They manage to get the gun away from him and they back up. Morbid rolls over onto his back

Morbid-“ Goddamn.. I am my own worse enemy...how many did I get?”<br>
Morbid looks around...he sees 3 on the ground! He nods his head in approval before passing out yet again.

Scene fades..

Picks up again with Morbid Angel in the padded room! Wearing a restraint jacket.. He awakes and looks around..

Morbid-“ This is a very, very bad fucking dream!!!I want to go home......”<br>
Morbid gets up and walks to the door and tries to kick it...no success with no shoes on.

Morbid looks up as a window 11 feet in the air!

Morbid-“ Hey can you get the fuck down here and let me out?”<br>
Loud Speaker-“ You are in a detention period, you will be in there for 3 hours or until you behave.”<br>
Morbid-“ Can you get this damn jacket off?”<br>
Loud Speaker-“ Sorry”<br>
Morbid-“ Yeah, fuck you sorry! Its ok I have this under control! I will use the knife I keep hidden in my ass to cut through these here straps!”<br>
Morbid walks around a bit to check out the 8 by 8ft room.

Morbid-“ So why did you put me in here?”<br>
Loud Speaker Voice-“ Incase you were to try and hurt yourself, you can’t in there.”<br>
Morbid-“ Retards! I don’t always hurt my self! I mostly hurt other people and small domestic animals...”<br>
Morbid runs and jumps against the wall and falls to the floor!

Morbid-“ shit!!! that is not as soft as the movies portray! Goddamn that shit is hard!...I don’t think I will be doing that again any time soon!”<br>

Morbid seats him self in the corner and looks at the camera.

Morbid-“ I bet you all are wondering why I am not asking the camera man for help right now... Simply because..there is no camera man in this very room...it’s a wall camera that this lovely facility has to watch the crazy fucks in the room.
Triple D I am sorry for this heinous exploit! Totally unprofessional...It is kind of hard to be taken seriously dressed in white...sitting in a padded room...wearing a restraint jacket............with no shoes! Damnit I want my shoes.. Triple D...I am sure you know unprofessional ism.. You have to be one of the most un scripted interviewees. A lot have to book a room for the Devil..get an audience ready for their bull shit drivel..no, no..Not the Great Triple D... a beautiful phone call from his Mother....YOUR MOTHER! And she talks shit on you...Austin the bitch talked shit on you...that one guy..yeah he talked shit on you...its alright.. My peoples talk shit on me sometimes as well! Fuck em’! Slit their throats while they sleep!!!! You’re an interesting man Mr. D, you are unsure of your self. This is a sad reoccurring factor that I see in you. In order to win..you have to already know your going to win! If you hold too much doubt..you will lose! Now if I were to sit here and say that...Oh gee wow your so totally awesome! Gona kick my Satanic motherfucken ass till hell won’t have it again..if I were to talk like that..I honestly would have killed my self along time ago! But I also would not have made it this far! I did not become a main eventer by second guessing my self! Could you see Morbid Angel on the top of an 11 foot ladder thinking if he should jump or not? Thats dumb! Jump and think about it on your way down! Best suggestion I have to offer! As for the friends you keep. You know they are not good friends.. For one they talk shit about you behind your back! A real person of dignity would never talk shit while your not there...its called RESPECT and if you allow them to trample all over your face like that...what makes you think that I can’t! Triple D...you called me a Mangled Anal or some shit then called me a Morbid ANGLE! Why the hell would you do that..is this second grade? Name calling? What’s next the mama jokes? Bitch, yo mama’s so fat that when that bitch Jesus said let there be light he had to ask your mama to move her fat ass.. Anyway what does the “D’s” stand for in your name? OK, OK I am going out on a limb on this one...D-Diarrhetic, D-Dildo, D-Dunker? I know Triple D that was a fifth grade move...really old school right? So lets not hack on each others names...Only so may different ways you can fuck up Morbid Angel...but Triple D is endless amounts of names, and heckling.. Don’t fuck with me! Do you know the Most common used wording are in this federation?....”I Will” confident motherfuckers.. I just realized this.. I will Kick your ass, I will Make you eat that box of Ho Ho’s, I Will Beat you until your Mother bleeds! Damn Mother jokes right? Actually what is your mothers number so I can give her a call..invite her down to the Hospital and shoot her with that gun....I need to get one of those guns! I get $5,000 that I cannot order one now! I can’t even buy any more guns! I am a safety hazard! Really do I seem like the kind of guy to fly off the handle and go to far?...I think I come close...Not like I ever killed anyone and got caught! People who fly off the handle get caught! Well Triple D well is going to be a long 3 hours....I will not Keep you. Actually I know Winter Sanderson is behind that fucking glass watching me...waiting...wanting to see if I crack!!!I WILL NEVER CRACK!!!! no one can make me crack! All I need to do is convince them that I am not crazy!!! easy enough don’t you think? Give me a few hours and Morbid Angel will be out of here so fast and hunting your fucking ass down!! I’m going safari motherfucker....maybe you do still need that night light! Because I hide in the dark! And I WILL eat you ALIVE!!!! Really..have you seen the food they have in this bitch? I thought medical Hospitals jellow was bad...fuck no!!!”<br>
Scene fades to a blood red!


[Stay tuned for the next adventure of the Morbid Crusades! With more Violence, More Insanity, and maybe more language...maybe..]

["The Great One" Triple D]

Triple D and Austin are both riding in the car headed to the arena.

Austin- You know Morbid Angel is in a Psycho-ward.

Triple D- yea he’s a crazy Mother fucker that scares me. Listen Austin, I sorry for how I’ve been treating you lately. Its just you frustrate me so much at time, I just want to beat the hell out of you. I guess it’s because of your title success. You beat the biggest man on JWA, Brimstone for the world title and then you successfully re-taned your title several times. I won it and then I lost it in my first title defense. I guess you can call it jealousy. I’m the people’s champ but they love to see you more than me. They cheer for you more, the by more of your merchandise, they constantly ask me where is Austin when your not around. The fans love you. It’s like the Triple D show starring The Rattlesnake Steve Austin with his sidekick Triple D. It pisses me off.

Austin- What the fuck is wrong with. Will someone please dial the hospital because my friend got his head stuck up his ass. What? Seriously, Are you special, are you retarded, do you not have self confidence, do you have any pride, do you need a therapist, do you need to join Morbid in the psycho ward, can you not hear yourself clearly. I can’t believe your sitting here whinny and complaining. Oooo The fans don’t love me, Oooo I’m not the star of the show. You need to Jack up some self-dignity in yourself and stop acting like a Jackass.

Listen you are the best damn EWA superstar period. If anyone is capable of whooping a lot of ass in EWA it’s you. I can’t wrestle anymore. I’m old, tired and physically un-capable. Hell I tried to return to the ring and I could barely hold my own. But you’re still young. You still have fight in ya. I believe you can still go out there to ring and not only entertain but raise all hell. Morbid angle is just a little, crazy, psychotic, son of a bitch. But you no you have me as your coach, the toughest son of a bitch in Sports entertainment. And at Action zone I’m going to make sure you whoop that mans ass. So stop your whinny, moaning, complaining, and feeling sorry for yourself.

Triple D- I’m not feeling sorry.

Austin- Well it sounds like someone needs their diaper changed. Because I'm here is a big ass baby crying. I’m sick of this shit. You need to grow the hell up.

Triple D- I need to grow up? See that’s what I’m talking about. I’m trying to applause to you and then you disrespect my apology.

Austin- (Sneeze) Sorry, I’m allergic to Bull shit.

Triple D- Well tell Austin, if you were in my position what would you do.

Austin- Well I would walk into the arena, walk out to the ring, and tell Morbid Angel who he’s dealing with. You see right now Morbid Angel is playing mind games with you. He’s playing all these psycho tricks to get you scared and off your game. Make you think he’s dangerous but in reality Morbid isn’t shit.

Triple D- It’s he isn’t shit.

Austin- Kiss my ass. I say he isn’t shit. You say it now!

Triple D- He isn’t shit.

Austin- See what you got to do is go out to the ring and tell Morbid Angel that. You have all the tools need to beat him. Morbid is in your league but you are better equipped to take him out. This is your time to shine. This is your time to go out there and prove to the rest of the EWA that you’re the best damn role player period. Your era of greatness as already started. You just need to finish it. You’re only reached the half point. But the best is yet to come. Morbid can’t touch you. You’re unstoppable and untouchable. You just got a new group called the Federation. When you beat morbid and go on to beat Vegito for the world title you will be in the best shape of your lifetime. You know how and why I won the JWA world title and held it for so long. It was because I have a good group who had my back. I was in the Triple Threat. They made sure I won the title and they made sure I kept it. That was something you lacked. When you won the JWA Title you didn’t have a group, and when I went on vacation you didn’t have me and you lost it. Well now you have a group and I’m back and so your time is now. You must go to action zone kick Morbid ass and then go kick Vegito's ass and win the World title. That is your next mission on your farewell tour to greatness. I can’t believe I always have to be the bitch in this partnership, always having to play cheerleader to hype you up.

Triple D- You know I love you for it.

Austin- Yea Fuck you too.

Triple D- why do you have to be so anal about everything.

Austin- Because I’m a redneck who’s half drunk all the time. It’s just the way I am. Do you have a problem with that? Ant- Ant!!!! Don’t answer that.

Triple D- Like I said I’m just a little edgy on my match with Morbid. I’m not worried, I’m just very anxious to get in the ring with him sense I haven’t had an extremely tough Competitor of late. I mean there was the match with Shadow, which I really didn’t prepare for. Then came the match with Vengeance that didn’t pan out to what it was suppose to me and now I get the Triple D vs. Flair caliber match and now its like I ready to get back to the golden day where Triple D was the hottest thing on the market. And this match with Morbid is the key to the rest of Triple D success. It’s like I have to beat Morbid, if I don’t my career could be over ya know. What do you think Steve?

Austin- I think you should get your ass out the car because here at the arena.

Triple D- I was waiting on you.

Austin- Waiting on me My Ass!!!!

Triple D- Can you ever be nice for a change.

Austin- Hell No. What do I look like? A pussy?

Austin and Triple D get out the Truck at the arena and begin to walk towards the superstar and staff entrance gate.

Austin- That’s your title. Let me tell you something, you’re about to make the biggest mistake of your life. And that is going into this match vs. Morbid un-prepared mentally. Physically you’re ready but mentally you’re like a lost puppy in the Big City. You have a clue where you want to go but don’t know how to get there. And just to let you know, you will never be a great champion walking around lost all the time. You will always be in second place because only a person who knows where he’s going at all times and is always one step ahead of his opponent is #1 in this business.

Austin and Triple D go inside the arena. A stagehand comes up and begins to talk.

Stage Crew person- Hey guys, um-Triple D your up next.

Triple D- What do you mean up next?

Stage Crew person- Did you get the memo on the change of show lineup. You open the show up with a promo to the audience out in the ring.

Triple D- No I didn’t get no memo. Did you get a memo Steve?

Austin- No I didn’t get one.

Stage Guy- Well your up now, So the ring entrance is that way to left and do what you do best. Improvise.

Triple D- Improvise, Where is my script.

Stage Guy- Johnny boy called off sick and didn’t get a chance to write it. Yea that was in the memo too.

Triple D- I can’t believe this. Well is anyone supposed to come out doing the interview?

Stage Guy- Yea and No.

Triple D- What do you mean Yea and No.

Stage Guy- Well yes someone was suppose to come out, but Morbid is still in the hospital, Shane went to go bail him out, Winters thought it was a nice practical joke. And your faction members Tony Lee and Randy Orton are running a little late. So you’re on your own. Hint your next, so go, NOW!!!

Yo, Yo, it's me, it's me, its Triple D, is heard and then the Rock's theme plays.

Triple D- What!!

Austin- Listen, you have to go your music is playing. Here give me the bags; you will be fine as always. Remember what I said earlier. Walk out to the ring, and tell Morbid Angel whom he’s dealing with and that he is Full of What?

Triple D- shit

Austin- There you go. Go get em Champ.

Triple D- Wait, What City are we in?

Stage Guy- Cleveland, Ohio USA.

Triple D- Right.

Triple D smiles and head towards the entrance.

["The Great One" Triple D]

The cocky and brash Triple D comes from behind the curtain, with a huge smile on his face. He marches down the ramp shaking hands with the fans and enters the ring. Triple D climbs all four turnbuckles to salute the cheering crowd. He closes his eyes and absorbs the cheers as they rain down on him. His music stops.


Triple D- Finally, “The Great One” has come back to Cleveland Ohio!!!

Yea, back in Cleveland the home of the Millions, (Crowd- And Millions), of Triple D’s fans chanting his name.[/color]

Crowd- Triple D, Triple D

Triple D- I came out here because I wanted to tell my opponent Morbid Angel what to prepare for. Because deep down inside, I don’t think Morbid is prepared for this match. You see Mr. Angel, you and myself have a lot in common. We are both tough EWA Superstars. We both believe in one on one combat. And I must be honest by saying; I have developed some respect for you Morbid. However, that’s not going to stop me from checking your psychotic ass into the Smack down hotel on Action Zone. At Action Zone, it’s not going to be about strength, or size, or even.... if you so think, Hardcore violence. It’s going to be about skill, it’s going to be about how extreme things can get, It’s going to be about who has more heart. What it comes down to is who wants the Victory the most.

Morbid what you don’t understand is that I have to beat you. You hold the key to my career in the palm of your hand. If I don’t win, my career could be over. The Great One can’t afford to take another devastating loss. Another lost would haunt the great one dream forever. There must be time for change and for Triple D that change is now. But unlike you and your dreams, you dream of things you will never achieve, for instance beating the best of the best, namely “The Great One” Triple D. The fact of the matter is, you can dream all you want but you won't defeat me! I'm the “Great One” while your just the ‘Psychotic One.” As of right now where I stand, Vegito’s World Title is as good as mine! You can't beat me and you never will beat me because you just don't have as strong as heart and passion that I do! In our match Morbid, the great one is going to whip into shape because your going to be so scared about facing me that you'll probably run 8 miles to get a way from me. And yet, that doesn't matter because no matter how fast you run and no matter how hidden you are I will find you and destroy you so badly that even the mental Hospital will reject you.

Morbid, I know the thought of me beating you and going on to get a shot at Vegito’s Heavyweight Champion tortures you inside. I can’t let you beat me, and go on to win the World Title Morbid. That World Title should be around a true champions waist. And In our match at Action Zone I hope d**n well you bring you’re a game, because to be World Champion you have to give everything to get to the top of the EWA. Granted Morbid, I've seen you lose blood, sweat & tears and sacrifice your body. But the fact of the matter is, it’s NOT your time yet. Quite Frankly, The Great One thinks you've finally become jealous of Triple D past success because you know deep down, even though you may not admit it, you can't beat me. Morbid, you know this & at Action Zone Triple D will prove this and make it reality. Triple D is a former World Champion and 2 time Tag Team Champion, Plus the gift of being thee chosen People’s Champion and you've become jealous of Triple D success. Hell, I don't blame you, I would too. But you have to realize now is the fact that on Action you not just going against any old Jobber, Your going against a ICON in this business. And Action Zone you will get a first hand look at what this ICON can do. Now Triple D does see you as a top wrestler who I have the up most respect for. And the great one is positive in this match we will both pushed each other further than we thought we could go for a shot at Vegito’s world title, which will soon be mine.

Finally tonight Morbid, we will be in the same ring at the same time for the first time. Now Morbid, I know you really think your tough & Triple D feels the same way about myself with a passion. But let me warn you, If you try to do anything sadistic in out match, The Great one will do more damage to you than he’s ever done to anyone in his life & the great one doesn’t give a rats ass what this Face in elephants Ass jabroni in the front role who keeps yelling at Triple D you suck. Hey kid, No your role, shut your mouth, take them words and stick them straight up you Hippopotamus breath smellin candy ass.

Back to point, Morbid, I really hope you enjoy this fame your getting by going one on one with the great one because it won't last for long. Morbid, The Great one is coming to Action Zone to make an impact. And Considering I’m facing you proves that this is only the beginning. It’s only a matter of time before Triple D is wearing gold around his waist and why not start with the World title. As of right the great one processes something that he didn’t have before and that is Confidence. Triple D has confidence in his self now. Now Morbid, Don’t get me wrong confidence good, I know because I have a lot of it. But you need more that to be the best. You need the Skill, and Heart. Once you have those 3 key components. You become an unstoppable force. I have all 3 and at Action Zone Morbid, once you step in the ring with Triple D, All hell will break loose. At Action Zone, I have to focus on 1 Job and that is making sure I pin your shoulders 1, 2, 3.

In the Last couple of weeks I have been watching you Morbid, And (Triple D Cell Phone rings)

Triple D- Hello

Austin- Hey it’s Austin. Do you want something to eat?

Triple D- Austin I’m in the middle of the ring talking to 15,000 people and addressing my match with Morbid. Aren’t you watching?

Austin- I was but then you kept going on and on and on. I’m hungry.

Triple D- Can this wait?

Austin- How long you’re going to be, shit. You talk to damn much just get to the point.

Triple D- I’m almost done.

Austin- Well hurry your bitch-ass up or I’m taking the trunk and leaving.

Triple D- You can’t leave me out here by myself. What if these people try to jump the great one?

Austin- Well I guess your going to be one unfortunate fucker.

Triple D- Well I have to go.

Austin- Ok and hurry your ass up. And you got a buger hanging out of your nose. Nasty ass.

They both hang up. Triple D continues

Where was I, oh yea. You see ladies and gentlemen, Morbid is just one big piece of hot air that comes out here shooting his mouth off in all sorts of directions that he doesn’t even realize what he is saying. Blab blab I’m Dangerous, then blab blab I’m Insane. I’ve heard my 2-year-old niece put together better sentences then this clown. Come Action Zone I will step in this ring and before the bell even rings the match will be over with a victory in the Triple D column. When it comes down to it Morbid has no World Title talent, he is not even a has been, he is a never was been. He is the epitimy of everything that is wrong with EWA World Title contender. They al try to jump the gun before there time. If he was champion he would be just a pathetic champion who does nothing more then make false promises and blows off hot air. Reminds me of myself a little bit but that’s a different story.

(Triple D Cell Phone rings again)

Triple D- Hello

Austin- Are you done yet!!!

Triple D- Steve just get a few seconds.

Austin- I’m tired of waiting damn it. You've been talking forever. I’m leaving.

Triple D- God have mercy; Um well bring me a burger, fries and Coke.

Austin- So basically dumb ass you want a #1 combo meal.

Triple D- Yes and will you stop calling.

Austin- You need to stop being so damn selfish and unprofessional.

Triple D- I’m being unprofessional

Austin- Yea your talking on your cell phone in the middle of the show.

Triple D- (getting frustrated) You’re the one that called me.

Austin- You always have an accuse for something. God you are so helpless!! I’m leaving bye. (Click)

They both hang up the phone.

["The Great One" Triple D]

Triple D back to what I was saying, I tell you what Morbid, You walk around here with your head held and high acting all big and bad just because you call yourself a hardcore legion. NEWSFLASH!! No one wants that piece of scrap metal hardcore title. So no matter what happens you can keep that piece of tin on your trailer park wall. I’m going to enjoy this match with you tonight because it’s going to be Triple D beating your candy-ass all around the Arena. And for this reason You will never be a true World champion, and you will never rise to any heights. And when it comes down to it we all want the gold, but what will the path be like to get it. So tonight when you step into this ring you step into Triple D’s world, this is my career, all the hard earned fame that I have worked for, everything that you will never have. My grace, my intellect, my strength, my wit, charm and good looks the cheers of these fans hanging on your every word, and most of all, you will never have the EWA status that I possess. There only room for one of us and the great one isn’t going anywhere anytime soon.

(Triple D Cell Phone rings again)

Triple D- OK, MotherFucker

Mom- Who you calling a MotherFucker?

Triple D- Mom I didn’t know it was you.

Mom- Boy I’d beat the hell out of you.

Triple D- Mom call me back,

Mom- I’ll motherFucker you.

Triple D- I’m sorry I thought it was someone else. Please call me back, ok

Mom- You done lost your damn mind. I know your disrespectful ass is not hanging up. I’ll ring that phone around your neck and choke the hell out you. I know hardcore, doggy and Canadian style.

Triple D- mom call me back, by e mom, bye. (Triple D hangs up)

Triple D-Sorry, So Morbid, you can stop talking little man, cause this is the big boys land, a ring of men and we don’t have time for your Psychotic antics, nobody wants to hear it, its pathetic to watch, although it is a little entertaining to laugh at, and we all here get a kick out of it. It will not get you the to the Success that Triple D has. You’re running your crazy jaw so much I think it is going to fall off. I know this speech is a little to hot for you to handle so, if you can't stand the heat, you better get the hell out of the kitchen.


(Triple D Cell Phone rings again)

Triple D- (speaking scared a bit) Hello

Austin- hey did you want cheese with that combo meal.

Triple D- God Damn Austin

Mom- Who you God Damnin!!!! (Mom is still on the line yelling and screaming)

Triple D- Mom hang up the phone and call me later.

Mom- Wait to you get home, wait to you get home, I’m going to whoop that ass. Ooooooo I’m going to whoop that ass good too. Can’t believe this fool hung up on me. Name calling and acting like he doesn’t have any home manners. Wait till you get home. I’m going to beat some manners in you if it kills me. (She hangs up).

Austin- Yea so was that cheese or no.

Triple D- Whatever Austin (triple D hangs up)

Triple D- Listen Morbid, I have to go so you and me will continue this latter and as for the people here in the arena tonight and the once watching at home. Tonight you will see a battle unlike no other. And the great one promises you, after the Triple D vs. Morbid Angel match tonight, someone is going back to the hospital and we all know whom!!

Triple D hands the microphone overs and exits the ring to the back.

[Morbid Angel]

[DISCLAIMER! IF YOU ARE EASILY OFFENDED BY PURE EVIL, EXTREME LANGUAGE, GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF GORE AND DEATH...READ THIS AND ENJOY! BASTARDS! (Small print- “The ExWA is not to be help liable to anything said or to be done with in the following words!]

Morbid Angel is in his room sitting on his bed looking at the pure white wall!

Morbid-“ It’s been three days since I was placed in this fucking hell hole! Winter I hope your laughing your ass off..approve me to be mentally insane..fuck you...fuck Dr Lillian...Fuck that Guard..and fuck that other guy! A lot of fuckin for you my friend!
I almost feel like I am losing my mind... Earlier I was watching some television in the lounge...did I see something about a “Rap Off” It was actually approved??? Shady gets his little squealing time...rap all fast like.. Pull a Slim Shady thing... what would possess you to rap? What no openings in English in your highschool so you had to take ebonix? You know where I come from people who rap are known as people who can’t play a instrument..Then again where I come from people who have tattoos are known as hood’s or troubled people...So we may never know.”<br>
Morbid Angel gets up and moves to his door and knocks on it nicely.

Morbid-“Helloooooooo, its time to come out and play!”<br>
Morbid Looks at the camera

Morbid-“ bastards already think I’m crazy..”<br>
The door opens and a nurse stands looking at him

Nurse-“ Well hello Jakub, Are we ready to go to group therapy?”<br>
Morbid-“ We? What the hell is this we crap?!...you going to?”<br>
Nurse-“ Well no...I am just here to take you to the meeting.”<br>
Morbid-“ Well I was thinking more along the lines of getting out of here..but if you want me to go to a meeting...I will go before I...Go home...”<br>
The nurse smiles and leads Morbid Angel down a few random halls and into a large seating area. About 7 people are sitting in a circle with one Doctor holding a clip board writing stuff down.

Doctor-“ Well hello Jakub...Group this is our big celebrity...Morbid Angel..”<br>
Morbid-“ Yippie”<br>
Doctor-“ Please Jakub come and tell us about your self.

Morbid-“ Well I am Morbid Angel in the ExWA...I was put in here against my will...So they say I am a little crazy..who isn’t you know...So I am a hazard to the human race...so fucking what! They let motherfuckers else where kill one another! Eat each other! So If I want to taste some blood! The goddamn it I should be able to! Not like everyone has to die to satisfy my lust for blood! You know! I have hurt a lot of people! I carved an inverted cross into a mans forehead! And they take me in because I wanted to see my file! Everyone else gets to see my file! I walked in and nicely said “Give me my file now bitch before I kill your dog!” And they flipped out....”<br>
Doctor-“That’s great Jakub...Have a seat and we can continue.”<br>
Morbid-“ No!! NO! I have been here for fucking 3 days! I don’t want to be here! I don’t need your stupid fucking group sessions! I don’t need help! I enjoy every inch of my madness! I suffer from other people stupidity! And you!!! you goddamn fat fuck! Your trying to help me and your gorging your self with dough nuts! You cant help your self! Here’s a helping hint for you! PUT DOWN THE FORK!”<br>
The Doctor gets on a walkie talkie and calls in for help.

Doctor-“ I need help in here, Jakub is having a fit again.”<br>
Morbid-“ you stupid, Stupid son of a bitch! Do you know that it takes them 2 minutes to get here! I don’t have fits! I get pissed off! And when I get Pissed!!!PEOPLE DIE! Do you want to die! I’ll gut you for all to see! Lay for fucking liver on that fucking table! Cut out your tongue and force feed it to these fuckers! Don’t fuck with me!!!”<br>
The Doctor gets up and quickly evacuates the room.

Doctor-“Jakub, if you please calm down. I will get you your file”<br>
Morbid-“ Don’t call me that!!Goddamn it! Never call me that.. I am fed the fuck up! Call me Jake! Jake, Jake, Jake!!! you dumb fuck!”<br>
The guards rush in

Doctor-“ Go with them back to your room and I will get your file after this meeting.”<br>
Morbid nods his head in agreement then walks out with them...Once Morbid Angel is out of range the Doctor picks up a phone and calls Dr Lillian.

Doctor-“ Hello Dr Gen Lillian, This is Dr Harry Cocks from the Hope for Mental Illness Hospital, I believe you have a patient of yours here. We have been having Problems with Jakub Kristhev. Oh that’s not his real name?.........Olek.........He Changed it......Ah, Regardless we have been having some really bad problems. We have been trying to retard his medication...but since we put him on it he has been acting out more..It almost seems like he has become worse than before! He had threatened to disembowel people, Drink Blood, its almost like he is going more insane in here.....I was thinking that we should up his medication and totally disorient him for the remainder of his stay..He is to violent and he can’t live in the padded room...OK..I will.”<br>
The scene cuts out.


Morbid Angel is seated in his room awaiting the Doctor to return with his file...Deciding to speak a little on Triple D.

Morbid Angel-“ If there was a god who gave mercy...he would take this man Named Triple D...what an idiot! Triple D....you are trying to talk shit on me? When you still need to be coached on what to do? Look, for one Austin is a bitch..anyone can kick his ass...when he was in the WWF the only reason he won is because that shit is fake...the ExWA is all real bitch... and yeah im playing the crazy card just to freak YOU OUT!! I am stuck in this fucking Hospital! Did you hear what I said!!!FUCKING HOSPITAL! No game! No joke! I am here!!! against my will! In a Mental Health Facility! Ok now if you can get that through your thick pea brain! Look being a Hardcore Legend is not about the title..I never held the EXWA or the JWA hardcore belt...fuck that...I help titles that has something behind them! Hardcore is a term generally used in this business referring to people who will go to the EXTREME! Who would kill your motherfuckin ass to win ! And you know what Mr Triple. I have displayed my will to Kill..Again..And Again..and Again! Watch your Mouth.. I have no fear about you...if I did...I would lose, but my confidence keeps me alive enough to realize you will die! So I can win!...hope that made sense... anyway...Look man if you have this undying need to fuck up my name..maybe you should just call me Jake...not Jack..Not Jock...JAKE..even if That’s to hard..call me Jesus..I know your dumb ass can say JESUS...after all he loves you..right? Look Triple... I have this feeling that your not ready.. No doubt your talents are remarkable...but I think you exited your weight class a little to soon....I say go drink some protein..go to the gym and crank that shit up to about 450 and bench that shit 10 times...then come to the hospital and tell me how it was. Once doesn’t count.

The Doctor walks in holding a file that appears to be Morbid Angel’s..

Morbid-“ My File?”<br>
The doctor nods at him... Morbid gets up and snatches it and grasps it to his chest!

Morbid-“ Motherfucker!!!! What the hell took you so long!!! did you take some pages out? Doctor it so its not as bad....what did she really say about me?!?!?! He hates me doesn’t she! She should!!! fucking whore needs to die...her lies...betrayed!!by a whore!!!”<br>
Morbid reads into the file...

Morbid-“ OK it says here that on several attempts to attack her....I only attacked her once...and that way because she had three guys jump my ass.”<br>
Doctor-“ Well she said you tried a few times to come over the desk at her”

[Morbid Angel]

Morbid-“Well who are you going to believe? Me or some fucking lying whore!!!!!”<br>
Doctor-“Well we try not to point fingers at who is lying...but off the record..she isn’t the one in the Mental institution.”<br>
Morbid-“ you Fuck.....You are going to pick her side over mine!!!!!I went to medical school as well! My degree took me three more years than her’s did! And you call me a liar! If I say I didn’t attack her! I didn’t attack her!! She is a woman...I have boundaries...not many. But I have them.”<br>
Doctor-“ Look Jake, It’s not a matter of medical degrees. It is a matter of current situations. You are here..She may have called for you to come in but it was only for the well being of others.. Would you want to hurt a loved one? Even if you didn’t mean to, your second personality happened to kick in and you attacked them...how would you feel?”<br>
Morbid-“ I would feel like your talking some mad shit right now! I don’t have Loved ones! I have a business! And if I am not at my business! Bodies start to rot! And you can NEVER get the smell of rot out of ANYTHING...I have tried!”<br>
Doctor-“ We decided to increase your medications for the safety of our staff. Your attitude has been swinging out of control. Its what we would call a Conscious Split Personality. Meaning that you know your other half but can’t control it. By swinging into and out of rage at extreme levels. We are doing a study on the matter and so far all our patient who have this problem well eventually fall into insanity because of it. Our other problem in our study on you ironically is that your rage side is found to be the sane half. Your other half is insane. Making rants and remarks that are completely off subject.. Do you understand? You have to let us Help you.”<br>
Morbid-“ Then Let me leave...I rather go insane outside then die in here!!! Goddamn it I need some meat! Were talking a thick ass steak! With some A1!!!!With a side of Beef! Damnit I feel like Killing a cow!”<br>
Doctor-“ See what I mean. A moment ago you were ready to cut me up and display my insides. Now were civil. We Can help you if you let us.

Morbid-“ I don’t want help! Your Christian Science will not interfere with my life! A bunch of crazy bull shit! I tell you something if you think for one moment that anything you have can offer some kind of solution to my attitude! Keep it! Like I said my Madness is who I am! I want to leave.”<br>
Doctor-“ We will discuss this in the Morning.”<br>
A nurse walks in holding a medicine cup with Morbid Angel’s pills inside.

Doctor-“ Take these. It will help control you until Morning.”<br>
Morbid-“ What are they called?”<br>
Doctor-“Vioccioniconate.”<br>
Morbid-“Right......”<br>
Morbid takes the pills and the Doctor leaves the room. Morbid waits a minute then spits out the pills!

Morbid-“ Dumb fuck! I know what Vioccioniconate is! It is a really strong sedative...suppose to make people unable to function. I didn’t think they could use that any more?..I guess he forgot that I am a certified in the Medical field! Dr Morbid at your service!”<br>
Morbid puts the file down under the bed.

Morbid Angel-“ I know you said that winning will not be about size, about Strength, Or even about Madness...Trickle D!!! In the ring all you have is STRENGTH, SIZE, and MADNESS...Skill and talent are also there but half the fight it to put the fear in your opponent! What puts fear into people Mr. Trickle.... ah yes... Size, Strength, and Madness...when you stand in the ring across from a man who is twice the size of you...and you admitted that the guy is way off in left field...and you seen this guy with your own eyes crush people to the point of no return.. That kinda would put fear into people.. Now lets look at you Trickle. Your Short, Skinny, have no prior extremely bad fights..if any at all... Honestly I don’t even recall you in any matches...maybe there dark show right? Anyway Trickle...you have nothing to offer as a champ...the most you have is a Losers wit.. And a bad coach...Put those together and you get a jobber! Really that women’s title is looking pretty good now Trickle? I am sure you can hold that bitch all year...after all your in their weight class.”

Morbid gets up and looks through the window to see where the guards were.

Morbid Angel-“ This question burns my mind....How was the burger? Was it good? We can’t have meat in here...Something about a guy who thinks he’s a cow or some shit...I told the nurse to let him graze in the middle of the street! See how long he is a cow out there...How the hell do you get into that frame of mind? Come the fuck on..a Cow? I heard of a guy who thought he was a glass of orange juice! Really these are some retarded motherfuckers!
Bringing me to my next point.. Why do you let Austin push you around? You never answered me the first time...Are you like one of those feminine guys who like to be talked to rough by other guys that can whoop their ass? Man do what I say and dump that bitch Austin! Here I’ll say it for you..repeat after me...Austin, you’re a fucking joke...get the fuck away from me...No you can’t have your cell phone back its mine!...touch me again and I’ll key your fucking truck.... No more Austin after that.”<br>
**BAM**BAM**BAM** Morbid beats on the door

Morbid Angel-“ If they won’t let me out I will improvise”<br>
Morbid gets a piece of paper from the folder and starts to cut his arms with it!!!! A guard rushes into the room to try and stop Morbid! Morbid grabs the man and slams his head into the wall! The man falls to the ground and Morbid Angel kicks him in the face knocking him out cold! Morbid grabs the mans keys and makes a break for it! Opening doors that may have not opened otherwise. He makes it to the front desk...two guards standing behind the counter...the doors only can be opened from the buzzer from behind the counter!

Morbid-“ shit!! Fuckers enjoying their night so far I hope.”<br>
Morbid quickly moves by into a cleaning supply room that had a glass window in it! Morbid looks through and down...about 3 feet to the parking lot floor. Morbid looks for something to break the window with....suddenly a voice is heard.

Person-“ Hey Tony, you have to keep this door shut. You don’t want any of these freaks to get inside.”<br>
The door closes and is locked! Morbid is stuck in a pitch black room! He grabs the nearest thing and throws it! It bounces off and hits the floor.

Person-“ What was that?”<br>
Foot steps walk quickly to the door.. Jingling keys on the knob...Morbid looks at the door..then at the window and decides to go for it!! He runs and jumps out of the window covering his face and head! He hits the ground! “Fucken son of a MotherFucker!” He calls out into the night as he takes off Running through the field and into the woods!

Scene cuts out.

Scene picks up in the dark forest..Morbid Angel can only be seen from the white cloths he is wearing!

Morbid Angel-“Triple D!!! I am coming for you! And when I get to you...the only think you will see is RED! From the blood that streams from your face!! Into your Eyes! You will get a morbid taste for your own blood! Because I will make you drink it! Triple D! I am out!! AND NOW NOTHING CAN STOP ME!!!!!!!”<br>
Morbid turns around and looks at the road behind him.

Morbid-“ Where the fuck am I? What street is this?”<br>
Camera man looks at Morbid and shrugs

Morbid-“ Well do you have a fucking cell phone?”<br>
Scene fades to a blood red.


[OOC- Sorry Triple D for taking so long. I has some busy days. Morbid Angel isn’t finished as of yet!]

["The Great One" Triple D]

I will color code latter.

Morbid is shown running in the streets. Cars and Trucks try to dodge from hitting him. Finally a black pick-up truck runs him over. Morbid goes flying over the hood and lands in the back of the truck.

Man in Truck- Damn It, I just spilled my coke. What in the Hell?

The man steps out of the Truck and it’s the RATTLESNAKE STEVE AUSTIN!!!

Austin- Ha, Ha what a night. Look at this Bitch. Morbid Angel. Triple D is really going to like………<br>
Morbid grabs Austin by the throat and lift him up and throws him to the ground. Morbid hops out of the back of the truck and pick Austin up. He then throws Austin on top of the trunk of the truck. Morbid get on top of the trunk picks up Austin on his shoulder and delivers his finisher, a powerful “Black Death” (Tombstone) on Austin through the Windshield of the Truck. Austin is out cold and his head is hanging through the window inside the truck covered in blood.

Police sirens are heard growing closer to the crash scene. Morbid takes his hospital clothes off and puts them on Austin. He then puts on Austin clothes. Morbid gets off the truck and runs away in a nearby park. The police show up and investigate. They call the medical center.

Police Officer- It looks like this fellow here tried to escape from the Mental Hospital. Look at the clothes.

Police Officer 2- Yea but doesn’t this Mr. Morbid (looking at his name badge) kind of resemble the EWA wrestler Steve Austin.

Officer 1- Yea he does but in this very over populated world we all have look alike.

Officer 2- Yea your right. Tough night for this fellow. But I guess he deserved it. Um take him away.

The Medical center staff arrives and they take a still alive but badly hurt Austin away. The Sheriff pulls up after the ambulance takes off. The Sheriff approaches the 2 officers.

Sheriff- I just got a report of a Mental Hospital patient escaping the facility tonight. He was last seen running around in this area. Have you 2 seen anything lately?

Officer 1- Actually that ambulance that just took off is carrying a mental hospital patient right now. Obviously, he was trying to escape up the street but someone driving this truck hit a (reading off notepad) Jacob Morbid.

Sheriff- That’s the man we’re looking for. Good Work Guys. Wrap this mess up here and I want a full report on my desk by the end of the night.

Both Officers- Yes sir.

The Sheriff gets back in his car and head out to catch up with the ambulance.

----------Scene ends.-----------------------------

Scene switches back to the arena where Triple D is sitting in the Superstar lounge area.

Triple D- I wonder where in thee blue hell is Austin, he should have been here by now. No one and the great one means NO ONE keeps him waiting.

A crew person sits down with a cookie and juice next to Triple D.

Triple D- hey have you seen Austin lately.

Crew man- Not since he left. Hey by the way good luck with your match vs. Morbid tonight. I didn’t get to here your speech out there in the ring. I had to get the fireworks ready for Vegito entrance.

Triple D- Vegito. What a waste.

Crew man- So what did you basically tell Morbid out there.

Triple D- I basically told him, the great one has always trained hard before each match but with one look of him, that doesn't even seem necessary! Triple D is the people’s Choose for a shot at the EWA Belt and there isn't a damn thing he or anyone else can do about it! I am the great one, the icon and the legend combined! So with that said, Morbid has no chance in hell in beat me.


You see, Morbid is nothing but a vanilla ice wannabe going around saying f**k this f**k that. Tonight in our match Triple D is going to give him a reality check and kick his ass. Now is Morbid talented, yes but is he as talented as Triple D? Hell NO!!! When it comes down to Morbid going one on one with the great one, Morbid is nothing more than a 50 cent jobber who can't even wrestle & I will prove that at Action Zone when Triple D beat him 1.... 2.... 3 and finally shut his over confident mouth for good. Now that I think about it, The great one can't understand the reason why I am even in a match against this crazy, low life, Triple D wannabe. But you know, it don't matter anymore who Triple D fight as long as he’s in the ring laying the smacketh down on someone candyass. Because then and only then will not be a opinion but a fact that Triple D is thee best damn EWA superstar period Jack.

Crew Man- Who’s Jack?

Triple D- It rhymed.

Crew Man- Ohh

Triple D- Now I know Triple D and Morbid don't see eye to eye that's true. But we have a d**n lot of respect for each other. And I know that our match tonight we be off the hook but imagine if Triple D would win tonight then go on to become the EWA Champion. He’d be unstoppable maybe even bigger than Shane Powers. Triple D would own Action Zone. Now I spoke to EWA superstars Tony Lee and Orton all week long & we've decided to join together & form our own alliance. “The Federation” And with Triple D leading, there would be no one in the EWA to stop us especially not that worthless Morbid. So far Austin has trained me to beat Morbid pretty easy in a regular match. So now just imagine how badly Triple D will destroy him tonight in an I-Quit match. When you add it all up, it makes for one hell of a match and especially one hell of a beat down. I hope you brought popcorn because it’s going to be a hell of a show.

------------------Scene cuts away to hospital------

After Austin has been treated, the mental Hospital comes and takes Austin away back to the mental facility.
Austin is still heavily drugged after being treated for his injuries. Austin doesn’t know what’s going on.

--------------Scene cuts back to Triple D talking to the crew guy----

Triple D- The fact of the matter is, after all this time I get my hands on Morbid Angel. He thinks that playing crazy to get out of this match is fun, lets see how he feels when he is in a match with one of the most dangerous people in this fed. As you can see I am setting my sites on becoming the NEW EWA World Champion. And knowing that I have to beat Morbid and Vegito to get it, Triple D really doesn’t really have to do much to get it. What the great one is going to prove tonight when he defeats Morbid is that Morbid victory lies in the past FOREVER and Triple D victory lies in my future. So I’m glad Shane Powers finally granted Triple D a match with Morbid. I just feel kind of bad for Shane because he is going to have one less person on the roster after the great one is finished with Morbid. So far he has done nothing in this business for me to even slightly give him a break in this match. So until he does all I have to say is he better start praying because he’s going to need the forces of god to stop me from beating the hell out of him.

-The Crew man has fallen asleep next to Triple D. Triple D continues to ramble on and on not even noticing.

Triple D Well I tell you what, I was watched a video of some of Morbid past matches. And I must admit I didn’t see many mistakes. I really think he can hold his on in the ring, but right now that’s not the issue. We have a big match coming up tonight and I’m sure that it wont be the last. As much as I hate to admit it but its going to be a tough call. I think it would all come down to whoever is having the better night and with a shadow of a doubt, Triple D will set out to make tonight, his best night ever. Morbid has no advantage over me and I have no advantage over him except for and I will say this again because it will be the determining factor in tonight’s end of the match results, I have what Morbid will never have and that the People.

Come our match tonight, nothing will be held back. The great one will release all the anger he felt when Virus took Triple D JWA Title and Now Vegito has it and is moving on to bigger and better things in the EWA. I plan to dominate Morbid tonight. Tonight Morbid will be the first to feel Triple D angered Wrath.

-The Crew man is still sleep and begins to snore.

----------------------Scene cuts back to metal Hospital—<br>
Metal Hospital security is shown taking a drugged out Austin into the building and they throw him in the padded room again. They put a table in the room and strap him down to wear he can’t mover. Austin is still worn out and is feeling dazed from all the medication.

Security person- Let’s see you get out of that Morbid.

["The Great One" Triple D]

---------Scene cuts back to Triple D who is still talking to himself because the crewman is still sleep.

Triple D- Definitely. I'm ready for this and I'm going to put on a hell of a match against my opponent. I finally get an opponent who is skilled, no doubt about it. However, I think that I'm finally going to win a match that doesn't require jobbing to a jobber. The people are going to see a side of Triple D that they have never seen before. Triple D is ready to step into the ring, fight a hell of a match, and move hell of a lot steps closer to becoming the new EWA world Champion, It's my time now! Triple D vs. Morbid Angel and my bones are practically shaking with anticipation. Tonight is the time when I prove to all the EWA superstars that Triple D is still the best in this business period. I think tonight match should be called 7 Deadly Sins especially since Morbid is actually going to have to commit 7 Deadly Sins to ever get past me. Morbid may be ‘Hardcore' but to me, that's just a name. If you really want to show me how 'Hardcore' he is then Make Triple D say he quit. Never in a million years will Triple D utter such words. Triple D guaran-damn-tees that he will walk out on his own to feet the winner.

After this match at Action Zone, Morbid and myself will have a nice past behind us. But unfortunately for him, Morbid will have 1 in the loss column. I think one day Morbid could beat the great one, but just not tonight. Tonight is too important. Tonight it comes down to just Morbid and the great one in that ring; tonight we prove who’s the real HARDCORE superstar in the EWA.

To become the best you have to beat the best, but doing that may be a little difficult for Morbid. Especially since I’m already the best. You tell me Morbid, do you think you can beat Triple D when I’m at my best. I’m still young, and healthy, so far there’s nothing that can get in my way.

-The crew guy wakes up to see that Triple D is still rambling on. He gets up and another guy comes over.

Other guy- Hey are you still sitting there.

Crew man- No I’m not, but I warn you, if you sit there it’s at your own risk.

Other guy- Why, You’ll see.

-Other guy sits down.

Triple D- hey how’s it going?

Other guy- I’m doing well. You ready for your big match tonight.

Triple D- Yea I’m ready. I’m on fire.

Other guy- That’s good. So tell me how’s preparation for the match going.

Triple D- It’s going well, right now I’m getting mentally prepared for the match. Because I know that Morbid knows damn well I can back up what I say and that goes for winning tonight. I promised to walk out winner and that what’s going to happen. I confident in that promise because Triple D will do ANYTHING to win the match who may include cheating then so be it. You can call Triple D what you want a coward, a cheater, whatever but once all the smoke has cleared and all the Million and Million of EWA fans will witness the greatest thing happen to the EWA and that’s the Triple D beating Morbid and going on to beat vegito and holding the EWA World Heavyweight Belt. Don't forget Morbid will be facing the great one in a I-Quit match, which means anything & everything is legal so I hope you come Morbid comes well prepared this tonight because The Triple D he’s facing tonight is a tougher, meaner, nastier, determined Hell raiser than the one in JWA.

But knowing Morbid, He will probably come into this match un-prepared & he will pay the ultimate price in not only having his dreams shattered but The great one will make sure he spends a night or two in hospital which he is definitely know stranger too. Morbid is probably not even going to show up tonight and once again prove he has enough testicular fortitude to be a champion. And by the way where in the hell is Austin. His Redneck dumbass probably got lost or something.

-Other guys begin to start yawning. But yet Triple D still continues on.

Triple D- Ya know being in the EWA compared to JWA is feels like a complete different atmosphere. An atmosphere that Triple D believes Morbid doesn’t belong in. An atmosphere that Triple D believes Morbid luck of being successful will run completely out. At the start of this fed Triple D was already higher than Morbid could ever be. Granted like I said he is a talented cat. But some superstars are just so high up in the ranks that reaching there status is just a mission impossible. I just feel that Morbid is in a league of champions and the great one doesn’t think Morbid would survive as a champion here. He just lacks certain ability that is needed to be a quality champion. The people in SSW and CWF didn’t know how to run a fed but it seems like Shane Powers, Winters and Dave Masters does, so now everything is being done properly that’s why Morbid will never be champion here anytime soon. Tonight the great one is going to make Morbid wish Shane never put him in this match. Morbid didn’t earn the right to even be in this match with the great one yet. Morbid is simply not ready for that status. But you know what Triple D doesn’t care because now I get to settle once and for all who is the most deserving to challenge Vegito for his world title.

Now at first I thought Austin was a jackass but now recently I have found out that Morbid is thee biggest jackass in this fed. It is just funny how for some reason he thinks he is going to win this match. Tonight Morbid is going to find him-self in wrong place at the wrong time because things are going to get out of hand, I promise. But things like that happen when you go one on one with the great one so I he gets used to it.
Ever since I joined the EWA, Triple D has gotten off to a rocky start but it seems that all that hard work-to-work off the ring rust will finally start to pay off tonight. Our match is going to be hell, no doubt about it, but in the end there can only be one survivor. Tonight I'm going to flick the switch and hit the Lights Out. Then, as Morbid, lie in pain, slowly blacking out, you'll hear the three things that will haunt your for the rest of your life. THE WINNER TRIPLE D!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


--Scene goes back to hospital-------

Dr Lillian- Where is Jacob?

Security- Um he’s in the padded room again. He escaped and then got hit by a truck on the street and now we’ve captured him, tied him down and drugged him.

Dr Lillian- Oh my.

-Dr Lillian enters the room with Jacob and She gasp with shock.

Sercurity guy- Is there a problem!!!

Dr Lillian- THIS IS NOT JACOB!!!!

Security- Of Course it is. He’s wearing the hospital clothes

Dr Lillian- That’s his clothes. But this is not Jacob. I can’t believe this.

Dr. Lillian grabs her cell phone and calls the authorities.

Dr Lillian- hello Sheriff, we have a problem. Obviously, your officers arrest the WRONG person. The man who they arrested was not Jacob Morbid. Jacob is still out on the loose.

Sheriff- Well who is that guy?

Dr Lillian - I don’t know. Although he does look like the wrestler Steve Austin a bit, but he’s not Jacob. My guess too you is, Jacob switched clothes with this man, then ran him over with a truck and then abandoned the truck. My advice is to issue a calling all cars, all out county search for Jacob because he is HIGHLY DANGEROUS. And he needs to be stopped before he hurts or even kill someone.

Sheriff- Understood, I’m on it right now.

Dr Lillian- Thank you sheriff. (She hangs out)(She then turns to security). You guy are complete morons. When we find Jacob, both of you will be fired and find out, then get rid of who ever this guy is and you better hope he doesn’t file a lawsuit against you. (She leaves)



o.c.c- I could add more, it just depends on how much time I have left before the deadline which is not very much so this could be it. What I have posted so far has tooken alot of time. I'm not like some people who have all the time in the world to play on the computer all day. lol.

[Morbid Angel]

Morbid ducks down the hill by Austin’s truck and takes off into the trees again! Morbid holding his knee from the impact from the front end of the truck!

Morbid-“ Goddamn hick! Trucks and all! Son of a bitch!”<br>
Morbid gets to a 7-11 gas station on a country road. Morbid gets to the pay Phone and dials collect!!! Phone Rings.........

Mastema-“ What!..Who Is this!”<br>
Morbid-“ It’s Jesus you fuck!!! It’s Morbid...”<br>
Mastema-“ How did you get to a phone? I thought you were locked up?”<br>
Morbid-“ Listen...I don’t have much time...I am on the run and I need a lift....can you come get me?”<br>
Mastema-“ I can’t Jake you know that... After my accident last year I can’t drive after dark..”<br>
Morbid-“ What the FUCK man!!! Get in your car!!!get your ass over here!!! and get me before I get caught!!!!”<br>
Mastema -“ Alright...but If I get in trouble...its your ass!”<br>
Morbid-“ Yeah, what ever....Come get me!”<br>
Mastema-“ where are you?”<br>
Morbid-“ OK know where that Hospital was?”<br>
Mastema-“ Yeah”<br>
Morbid-“ I am across the field and through the woods!”<br>
Mastema-“ What road?”<br>
Morbid-“ uhh....uhhh....Get a map! Why the fuck should I know these things! OK It’s the next street over from the highway! I am sure you can see this 7-11 from the road... kinda country looking.”<br>
Mastema-“ I will try and find you...give me time”<br>
Morbid Angel hangs up and walks into the store. The clerk looks at him weird..probably had something to do with the way he was dressed! Morbid Angel wearing cloths that were too small for him...might be like a red flag. Morbid goes to the bathroom in the back and takes out Austin’s wallet and looks inside.

Morbid-“ Fucken right asshole! Cash! Get me some cloths that fit!!!!”<br>
Morbid looks at the camera

Morbid-“ Austin...I will pay you back... I may be a lot of things and a thief is not on that list!”<br>
Morbid leaves the rest room and goes to the souvenir rack and grabs a tee shirt that says “Welcome to the Big Easy” and a pair of very colorful shorts... the only kind of pants they had! Morbid paid for the shirt, pants, a black hat, and some sun glasses....at 5AM before sun rise!. Morbid goes to the rest room to change! Morbid exits dressed like a human! Except the tattoos and the disfiguring burns on his face! Morbid leaves the building and stands out side waiting for Mastema.
The clerk was sitting watching the news as a bulletin came onto the television.

News Broadcaster-“ Hello and good morning, I am Jenny Hoppington and this is CBS News. We have a special bulletin from the Local Police and Mental Health facility. A patient who named Jakub Krischiev as escaped from the maximum security section of the mental hospital.. The man better Known to the public as the satanic rocker and Sadistic fighter as Morbid Angel. He is suffering from a long list of illnesses and will answer to Jake Morbid. He is to be considered extremely dangerous! If you spot him do not try and apprehend him. Call your local authority!”<br>
Camera shows Morbid Outside.

Morbid-“Wow Triple D...you grew some balls really quick! I hope you don’t Mind about Austin! In every great escape all through out time..someone has to go down for the count..Austin just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time! Anyway I find it amusing that you think that all other federations were bull shit...ExWA is great...but other federation are also great. You do talk a lot of shit before the deadline! I would also like to point out that WITHOUT Austin...you speak better! No more second guessing your self.. Though I am impressed, I get insulted when you talk like that. Saying that you are going to beat my ass, I don’t know what I’m getting in the ring with...I will tell you thing Triple D, You may have watched my matches and followed my career. But you have no idea on the extent I am willing to go to get my chance at Vegito’s title! Me to fight Vegito for the title! Sounds opulent! Sounds like me and Vegito have history! Sadly for him his history is mostly a loss. Triple D, If I beat the world champ more than once...and took his title before...what makes you think I wouldn’t make you eat the rubber off my shoe? What makes you think I will not cut up your face? Triple D you talked some crazy shit...And when it comes time to put what you say into actions....we will see what truth you speak!”<br>
The Clerk looks at Morbid Angel...noticing a similarity between The colorfully dressed man and Morbid Angel..he Phones Police.

Morbid Angel-“ Triple D...we may have a mis understanding here...you talk trash.. Granted that is recycled trash... it needs improvement. You have the nerve to talk about Morbid Angel’s speech! What’s wrong with the way I talk? Is the language too much for you? I don’t mean to offend you little man! Did I frighten you with my big mean words? Bitch...I talk shit because I can! You try and talk shit because you have to defend your self prior to the match..to save face. Well let me tell you something boy!!! I have been around for many years! You have never faced anyone like me! I am Satanic to the core! I have no other realms, No doorways to Satan’s bedroom...I have no voices talking to me! I am a new breed of darkness! Darkness the way it should be! And until you can understand that I AM NOT some Vegito, I am NOT some Method Cobra, that I AM NOT come remade jobber with a new idea! I am the real deal and I made a career out of smashing people like you! I will admit your talking trash is OK but not great! I do not fear you...I am not even in the least afraid that you will beat me. Calling me jobber trash. Some one that you could beat 50 times again....If you beat me once...this one time...You will gain my respect...you will gain in my eyes more respect than anyone I crossed! And the funny part about my offer to you is that I offered that to many other wrestlers in the past...and none of them were able to get that Kind of Respect from me! And I am confident that you will not as well.”<br>
Moments later a police car pulls by and Morbid Angel tries to walk around the building. The cop puts his spot light on Morbid Angel.. Morbid Stops and turns around.. The officer walks up to Morbid Angel.

Cop-“ Excuse me sir. We are looking for an escaped patient from the mental hospital up the road a piece. We were wondering if you have seen him?”<br>
Morbid-“ Nope.. I haven’t seen shit in the last three days.”<br>
Cop-“ Excuse me?”<br>
Morbid-“ Np I haven’t seen anything”<br>
The clerk bursts out of the building and comes to the cop..

Clerk-“ that’s him!! That’s Morbid Angel”<br>
Morbid-“ No I’m not!”<br>
Clerk.. He is! Look at the picture!!! I never forget a face.”<br>
Morbid knew that his jig was up in a matter of moments... he has to do something before he is taken back to the hospital and misses his match against triple D! This could be his last chance to be champ!...Morbid Angel walks slowly closer to the cop...ever so slowly...until he is standing next to him...the cop can since something isn’t right..its to late Morbid Angel grabs the cops gun and mace and shoots the pepper spray into the cops face!!! the cop falls to the floor as does the Clerk who accidentally got hit with the demonic mace! Morbid also got a taste of the mace...but keeps going like something out of a war Movie!!! Morbid grabs the cop and the clerk and hand

[Morbid Angel]

cuffs them together around a fueling pole. Morbid tosses the cuff keys and gets in the Police car and takes off!!!

Morbid-“ I can’t keep this gun!! If I have this gun on me when the cops find me.. They will shoot me before asking questions!”<br>
Morbid tosses the mace and prepares to toss the gun.

Camera Man-“ Are you insane! A kid could find it!”<br>
Morbid stops the car and nods...he starts to dismantle the gun piece by piece...He places the trigger on the floor of the car and starts driving, tossing parts out once and a while.

Morbid Angel-“ I figure if I am crazy enough to be in the nut house...I am crazy enough to get acquitted for assault on a police officer...I hope..

Morbid Keeps driving.

Morbid Angel-“ Shady, shady, Shady....Why did you have to kick that poor man in the balls? That was uncalled for..really...how would you like to get kicked in the balls? And you broke his camera??? I don’t even do that! Its pointless...because you think your king turd of the ExWA toilet bowl...your not.. As a fact....you are less than a wrestler to me...you are a light weight...and to me you and Triple D should be having a match to see who is a bigger bitch..Shady I will make sure you remember the name...Morbid Angel! And remember these words..Rap Sucks!”<br>
Morbid arrives at Jigsaw’s house. A single floor house located out the outside of the neighboring town! Morbid Angel gets out of the cop car and knocks on the front door! Moments pass and no answer! Morbid opens the door and helps himself inside. The house was dark...so dark enough that even Morbid Angel couldn’t see. Morbid walks unto the living room and hears a chainsaw roar! Morbid hits the lights and sees Jigsaw wearing his mask and ready to charge the intruder and cut them to bits!

Jigsaw-“ When I don’t answer the door.. That means I do not want company!”<br>
Morbid-“ tough shit! Give me the keys to your car!”<br>
Jigsaw-“ No...”<br>
Morbid-“ No?...NO!! Goddamn it! Give me those keys! I will give you this car I came in!! A Police interceptor... Nice..rides good! I will return your car..trust me!!!”<br>
Jigsaw gets the keys to his SUV and gives them to Morbid who quickly leaves the house! Now on the road again. He over hears on the radio an APB on himself and sees a electronic sign that also gives information on him

Morbid Angel-“ Damn people... can’t even spell my name right! Its Jakub!!!!and DON’T CALL ME THAT! Its Jake goddamnit! Jacob Morbid? Putting an APB out on someone who doesn’t exist! HAHAHAHA! Hell even Jake Morbid is not in the system...its an alias..You would figure that some people would realize that. It would be nice if I could change my name fully to Jake Morbid...but you know how it is...not professional... shit would you take the corpse of your dead mother to a man named Jake Morbid or even Jacob Morbid? Fuck no! Olek Jakub Krischiev...Professional! To the CORE! Americans think this way... if I can’t Pronounce it..Americanize it...and if he’s foreign...he must be good! Now that’s the stereotype I like! Triple D...Bringing me to my next array of questions for you. What did you use to do for a job? Don’t tell me that your spoiled ass got pampered all the way through school and now you think your top dog because you got a muscle? Come on tell me that you use to work at McDonalds...say you use to work as a cart pusher...tell me at least that much.. I know mostly everyone does not walk off the street and say.. Hey, Hey, Hey...I want to be a wrestler.. Come on Triple D...we have a lot to talk about and not a lot of time....tell me why you think you have what it takes to beat me? Why do you feel that by telling ME that I suck it will make you feel better about your self? I tell you this buddy.. I have a problem with false accusations.. I do not however have a problem with showing you that your wrong on many...MANY levels! The only words that will resemble I quit from my lips will be me telling you to quit! And if you think I can’t make you quit! Try me..I have never made someone quit before! I naturally knock them out or bleed them until they pass out..Normal Morbid shit!...So triple D we have some interesting tidbits of information that could prove useful if used in the right way.. Triple D...you will need all you can get...With Austin just getting out of the mental Hospital...I have plenty of time to kick your ass and still hide from the police....after all Triple D I am considered EXTREMELY DANGEROUS!!! How many people can be called that with out a gun? Triple D....At the moment I have nothing of interest to say to you...So I will let the fighting tell you what is needed to be said! See you in the ring..and good luck...you are going to need it!”<br>
Morbid gets to his house and leaves the car!

Morbid-“ I need a shower..some black cloths...and a good fight!.............I hate my life!!!But after you die Triple D....Life will be so much better! See you in the ring”<br>
Morbid goes into his house and the scene fades to a blood red!


(OOC- I am sorry its not better, and longer. It’s been a long week. I am tired...So tired my right eye keeps blurring up on me.. I tried to keep up with Triple D..I hope I did...I hope you all enjoyed Morbid’s trip to the Mental Ward....And now we let the match decide who is the better of the two.)