BANG! Pyro fills Madison Square Garden as the first episode of Strike Towers Wrestling hits the airwaves.

Chimpo: Hello ladies and gentleman I... am Chimpo the Chimp!

Jane: Yes, you are... regretablly... and I am Jane Schorg.

Chimpo: Now... I have to say, I am surprised to see you here.

Jane: So am I to be honest. This 'mystery owner' fella gave me quite the offer and didn;t take no for an answer.

Chimpo: Interesting... who is he?

Jane: I don't know. I DO know that he is not my late husband, Connor MacDaddy. I buried him a year ago. I think this owner is just trying to pay some respect to the 6 time SFT Champ.

Chimpo: Perhaps.

Jane: Besides, I've moved on. I was depressed for a while, but I have moved on.

Chimpo: I'll say... who are you maried to nowadays?

Jane: ahhem... I've been instructed not to talk about my marriage on the air.

Chimpo: It's Shawn Walsh... you are married to Shawn Walsh!

Jane: *sigh* Yes. I am. Let's start this show.

Battle Royal 
Hardcore Championship

Chimpo: I LOVE Battle Royals!

Jane: Everybody is in the ring... who do we have here?

Chimpo: Well... I reconize the Intercontiental Champion is here, Dameon! Going for double-gold!

Jane: Yes, I see the number one contender for the World title here as well, Reno Destiny! Remember last week when Reno screwed Dameon's world title chances?

Chimpo: How could we forget. I also see former World Champion Josh Kennely...

Jane: Who are these fresh faces?

Chimpo: In my notes here, the big guy with the mask is called Coma.

Jane: Yes, I'm being told the guy with the weird pants on is... Captain Happy Pants? Am I hearing that right?

Chimpo: That weird guys in the suist... I guess that would be Shantz and Meeddymer...

The bell rings and everyone starts brawling. Throughout the brawling, Meeddymer gets ahold of a microphone?

Meeddymer: Are you looking for an Indian lover? Try out www.dalillamalove.com for free today!

Josh Konnely superkick Meeddymer, and Meeddymer flys over the top rope and lands through a table outside the ring.

Meeddymer is eliminated!

Chimp: Shit! what was that website again?

Shantz meekly picks up the microphone dropped by Meeddymer.

Shantz: Uhh... anyone know how to format a hard drive?

Reno Destiny clotheslines Shantz out of the ring, and he falls back first into a barbed-wire board,

Shantz is eliminated!

Jane: Press F11 when rebooting your computer, Shantz.

Reno laughs at Shantz, and Dameon sneaks behing him and throws him over the ropes. Reno is lucky enough to land on his feet on thumbtacks, so he doesn't get hurt.

Reno Destiny is eliminated!

Dameon points his finger out of the ring at Reno and yells 'That's for last week'! Coma then grabs Dameon by the pants and flips him over the ropes, and he falls back first onto the tacks. 

Dameon is eliminated! 

Chimpo: Final Four! Redd, Coma, Konnely and Happy Pants!

Happy Pants scoop slams Konnely, Konnely gets up and grabs Happy Pants' Pants. They are made out of poor material and a tear rips the side. Happy Pants screams in agony, jumps over the top-rope and runs to the back.

Chimpo: Emergeny tailor! We got a man down!

Captain Happy Pants is Eliminated.

Konnely and Redd go toe to toe with fists. Redd backs Konnely up into the ropes. Konnely is leaning against the ropes for support, when Coma grabs Redd from behind and picks him up in a military press. He throws Redd foreward onto Josh Konnely, and both men roll over the ropes and go through a table!

Redd and Josh Konnely are eliminated!

Chimpo: We've got a winner!

Jane: Coma proves himself in a big way! He's out new Hardcore Champion!

Coma grabs the championship from a referee and immediatley leaves the ring and heads to the back. 
A short "clown pop" or Carnival music as it is known plays before a dark, eerie, mysterious music begins to sound over the PA. The darkness falls over the arena, nothing but the flash of cameras in the distance going off to keep the light alive. There are mixed images among the huge tron, all of a sadistic man in green hair destroying his opponents in the ring with various moves.
 
Jane: Who the hell is this clown?
 
An evil laughter fills the arena, one full of sadistic pleasure and exctiement. Suddenly a rock instrumental, one of heavy metal begins to play. At this time it was unknown, but the man walked out onto the top of the ramp during the guitar-filled noise, his head bowed and only his silhouette seen. He begins to walk, slowly heading down the ramp and into the still darkness. For moments no movement can be seen, but a voice, loud and delighted can be heard.
 
???: I have returned, my watchful minions, to the place of Strike Towers, yearnin to give it a boost of charisma, of morale. I was asked by the mysterious owner, one who I'm not sure of the identity, sorry, to come here in a special position, one I am most grateful for. All the wrestlers before you on this show, Strike Towers Wrestling have been a good help, loyal to either a person or the place in general, and we thank them. All of us thank them.
 
???: Don't get me wrong though. They aren't just rewarded for it in title shots and glory, some are also rewarded in others ways, ways I intend to show over the weeks I am here. The pain began when the Towers first opened and since then, it keeps on stinging, burning, stabbing, and jabbing at us. But that's how we are, we all like pain. We'll take any physical pain possible to keep the towers living. That's an emotional pain we will all keep from happening.
 
For a moments times, you could hear movement, a couple of steps walking across that ring with slow, cautious steps. For a moments time, it was silent.
 
???: I am not here to make a huge speech about how I am going to make this place better, instead, I am just here to help the wrestlers do that. I am here to show them... The Light.
 
The lights come on, bright, lighting the room with as much white as possible. In the middle of the ring stands Jason Jackson, The Joker of SFT. His arms were spread wide, in the air as his face pointed to the ceiling. He puts his face to the microphone.
 
Jason Jackson: I am your new General Manager.
 
Chimpo: WHAT?!
 
Jane: The clown is now General Manager? Something is up, this is another in a long line of stange and erratic decisions.

The crowd has now filled the arena with a mixture of boos and cheers, all having their opinion of him. He smiles, sets the mic down, and begins to exit the ring. 
Saint Jude and Twilight vs. Anishinabe and Jack Jones
 
A song not heard before begins to play.  It is Another Brick in The Wall by Pink Floyd.  We see Saint Jude come out to a nice pop from the crowd. 
 
Chimpo:  A former world champ getting the proper respect from the crowd.
 
A few seconds later we see another former world champ come out, Twilight is met by a mix reaction from the crowd.
 
Jane:  Well looks like Twilight isn’t exactly the fan favourite.
 
"LifeOr Death" by C.murder begins to play as the crowd get on their feet but neither Anishinabe nor Average Mike ever come out, the music stops everyone is silent, the music plays again but neither of them shows up the second time around. The ref counts to ten and awards the match to Jude and Twilight.
 
Jane:  Well that wasn’t very good for the fans.
 
Chimpo:  It happens.
A Clown "pop" comes over the PA system and General Manager Jason Jackson comes out from the back...

Jason Jackson: Heyyy Jude! Don't make this bad! I'm going to take a sad Jude and make him betterrr! That's right, my first decision here as GM... since you two bothered to show up... I'm going to make you show up together next week... In a tag team championship match!

The crowd pops.

Jason Jackson: See ya!

Jackson laughs maniacally and runs backstage 
Allisa O'Toole vs. Jack Jones
 
Chimpo: This match match marks the return of Allisa O'Toole, and she's going up against Jack Jones.
 
Jane: These two have had quite the war of the words before the match.
 
Chimpo: What a second... I'm getting word in my earpiece that our microphones are being ordered to mute by our CEO Jeff King.
 
Jane: What? I'm sick of this guy why does he-
 
Backstage Jack Jones is seen getting ready for his match. He slowly tapes his hands and punches a nearby wall in anger and teenage angst. The white tape slowly turns crimson from blood as a smile comes across his face, a wicked and evil smile.Next he hits his head against the wall of the empty arena hall, busting himself open and laughing as the blood slides down his face. It slowly takes the shape of a mask, an almost eerie form of face paint. A crimson warrior, youth turned sour by the hate of the world. The blood slowly drips into his eyes, turning them beet red like the eyes of a demon.
 
"Jackie booooooiiiiiii....."
 
Jack slowly turns around to the empty hallway as his music hits the pa. Oblivious to his music he walks towards the voices. The cameras in the arena start to follow him as his wicked smile grows bigger and bigger, barring his teeth and laughing all the way to the female voice that called him. In his mind is chaos and madness, driven to hate the world around him and a sick obsession with Allisa O'Toole, his "wicked sister". He walks with purpose, his body moving in an unnatural way and his eyes jumping back and forth as if he sees our world in a different view. As he walks a ticker appears on the bottom of the screen.
 
"The following message has been paid for by King Skull Cigarettes, they'll never let you down! CEO Jeff King has announced that this match will now he fought under life blood rules rules, all weapons legal and no ring required. The match will be off the records, and whomever walks away will be viewed as the victor. Continue tuning in as further developments are announced."
 
Jack, however, is oblivious to these new rules. Allisa, however, is not. She requested it to be this way and thus, due to her friendship with the broken warrior known as Nirvana, the match was made. She waits for Jack, her mind focused. Unlike Jack's torn, bloody and tattered overalls she is dressed in her best wrestling outfit. Brilliant blue and perfect but her face shows a different appeal. She wants to hurt Jack, just as he wants to show her his own inner pain. 
 
"Ticker Tape: CEO Jeff King would like to thank Jack Jones for all his years of support. Jack Jones is a former Strike Towers world champion but our beloved CEO doubts his ability to fight off Hall Of Famer Allisa O'Toole."
 
As Jack turns the corner leading to the parking lot he comes face to face with Allisa O'Toole who is armed with a barbed wire cane, the same cane that Jeff King uses to ease his limp. She quickly smashes it over Jack's head. It breaks in two with a sickening snap as Jack reels backwards but does not fall down. He's far too gone to care, far too gone to give a damn about his own body. In return he pulls something out of his back pocket, a red and black mask. He lunges at Allisa O'Toole suddenly. She's unable to counter his lunge and he quickly takes her to the ground and head butts her roughly. As she shakes it off he puts the mask upon his face, the mask of legendary Strike Towers wrestler Legion. Now protected from losing blood from his face Allisa's eyes go wide.
 
"Ticker Tape: CEO Jeff King does not agree with Jack's current standpoint on wrestling masks. If it were up to CEO Jeff King masks in wrestling would be outlawed. He would also like to state that Allisa O'Toole owes him a new cane. ASAP. A nice, expensive one. He knows you can afford it, Allisa.."
 
Allisa, however, has enough piece of mind to nail Jack between the legs and push him off of her body as he yells from the blow. She crawls to the broken cane and removes the barbed wire. She stands to her feet and pulls Jack to his, wrapping the barbed wire around her left arm and using that same weapon of destruction to send blow after blow to Jack chest, topping it off with razor edge slaps to the chest. Her overalls tear and rip, his chest covered in blood. Still, he does not flinch. The mask hides his intentions well and he grabs her arm, holding it tight and forcing the barbed wire to dig into his hands and Allisa's arm. Blood drips down her arm, hitting the white floor of the arena and forming a small pool of British blue blood. Allisa grits her teeth and nails Jack in the stomach with a knee. As he bends over she grabs him in a DDT and nails it! 
 
"Ticker Tape: Did we already warn the fans that this match wasn't for the faint of heart?"
 
Allisa disappears off camera for a moment as Jack holds his head. She appears back on screen, pulling a table with her. She looks down at Jack, nailing him with a rough stomp before climbing on top of the table. The fans watching the match on the JumboTron go crazy, they know what she's about to do. And of course, with her never say die attitude, she goes for a small moonsault! But Jack is ready and rolls out of the way as Allisa hits with a sickening thud. Jack stands to his feet and glances down at Allisa, his eyes still jumping back and forth under the mask of Legion.
 
"Ticker Tape: Guest star coming onto the scene in five...four...three...two...and...one!"
 
Allisa seems out of it but out of nowhere Rachel Pitt walks onto the scene, a cell phone in her hand. She seems to be texting someone and Jack doesn't like her sudden appearance much. He says some rough words to her but the mask makes the words unintelligible. Rachel looks up at Jack and nails him with the cellphone! Of course, this doesn't sit well with another individual who also runs onto the scene. Twilight! He taps Rachel on the shoulder. As she turns Twilight is quick to slap Rachel across her face. This causes Rachel to backhand him. The two begin to fight down the hall, the camera losing track of the two as Allisa and Jack slowly get to their feet.
 
"Ticker Tape: Rachel doesn't like it much when you make her spell words in her text wrong. Hey, Rachel, Jeff was thinking about tacos for dinner but instead of saying yes you said yet. He was confused for a second."
 
Jack and Allisa are both to their feet now and looking around, surprised at the "guest stars" that came out of nowhere. Jack takes off his mask as if to say "fuck this" but Allisa, seeing him remove the mask, nails him in his already busted open forehead. Jack responds with a punch to her forehead! Now they're trading punches back and forth, back and forth. It's like a hurricane or some twisted act of nature. These two rivals are sending shock waves through the arena with each punch. These punches aren't pulled. They aren't open fist. No, these fists are real and leave marks upon both wrestler's faces but they continue, both bloody and bruised.
 
"Ticker Tape: Nice work, Jack!"
 
They stop, catching their breath. Jack knees Allisa in the stomach and uppercuts her in the chin. Allisa reels backwards, holding her jaw. Jack rushes her with a spear, taking her to the ground and standing. He stomps on her ribs four times before picking her up. He moves with her to the table, his eyes glaring at the table with a wicked grin. He pulls her up and BAM! Body slam through the table! Both wrestlers are covered with blood, both their own and their opponents. Allisa, at this point, seems completely out of it. Her breathing grows weak and Jack turns away, walking down the wall. What he doesn't know is that Allisa is slowly coming too, her body moving very slowly. Her eyes open and, though her vision is blurred, the Brilliant Blue Legend can make out Jack's body perfect.
 
"Never say die, bitch..."
 
Now to her feet she begins to yell at Jack. Holding her ruined ribs she is able to get these words out in pained breaths. He turns, in his hand Legion's famed mask. His body covered in so much blood, her overalls torn and destroyed from his fierce battle. He laughs and puts the mask back on, his eyes once more jumping back and forth as he once again transforms back into the Crimson Warrior, a perfect match to our Brilliant Blue Legend. For a single second their eyes meet and they begin to run towards each other, almost like two samurai at war. Jack, the outcast samurai forced into hiding by a world he once loved, overtaken by hate and depression. Allisa, the old samurai taught by all the old masters and focused beyond what is human. These two modern samurai rush towards each other, their energy returned to them by the very hate they feel for one another.
 
"Ticker Tape: When this match is over I'm going to take you both out for drinks. You both deserve it."
 
Allisa quickly goes to the floor, sweeping Jack with a move she learned from her very earliest master, a trainer who taught her focus on the foggy battlefield. Jack hits face first, the only thing protecting his face from being broken into a million pieces is the very mask of Legion that protects him. In a way you could say that Legion is looking out for the kid tonight, tonight in his most fierce battle. Indeed, a battle that will be spoken of for weeks to come is almost at an end. Jack struggles to get on his hands and knees, and Allisa is waiting for him. She places Jack's head in between her legs, and lifts him up for a piledriver. Allisa holds Jack in the air for 10 seconds before dropping him on his head. She sees a river of blood come from his head and Allisa wlimps away, leaving a trail of blood on her own.

We see someone come out slowly, it is Redd. The crowds greet him accordingly. Jack is on a knee, Redd hunches over and pulls off the mask from the kids face. Redd whispers something to the effect of "You're not worthy to wear this, you shame The Wall, and the Founders." Redd hits him in the face with a stiff fist. Redd walks away leaving Jack to bleed out.

Chimpo: Hello?... are we back on?
 
Jane: I think so. That was the most brutal fight I've seen.
 
Chimpo: Our CEO, Mr. King... he arranged all this. He's a sick man.
 
Jane: Well, the fight is over. The match never really happened.
 
Chimpo: I'm still in shock.
The Accounant vs. Dameon
Unites States vs. Interconinental Championship Unification Match
 
The Accountant walks to the ring carrying a silver briefcase and wearing spectacles. The Accountant enters the ring via the middle rope and then he sets the briefcase down under one of the corner turnbuckles, pops it open, places his glasses in it, closes it, and prepares for his opponent to enter the ring. If the opponent is in the ring he gives him a nasty smirk and readies for battle.
 
Chimpo: Championship Unification? Say whaaaaat?
 
Jane: Well, taking away more titles means getting honor back to the ones that still exist, I like it!
 
"I'm submerged in filth, fragmented chaos." The words echo through the entire arena, calming the crowd momentarily before the continuance of the song brings in red and white strobe lights. The pace of the song picking up brings along the words "Morphing Begins! I Am Becoming A God!" as Dameon steps out from behind the curtains with his ever trusty kendo-stick in one hand, and his Intercontinental title firmly gripped in the other... As "Prism and Gate" by Scar Symmetry continues to play "The Beast" slowly begins to make his way down the ramp, aiming his stick into the ring and beginning to shit talk his opponents if not just everyone around the ringside area. Looking towards some seemingly "hardcore" loving fans Dameon points out to them with his kendo stick, causing them to erupt as Dameon latches onto a couple shoulders while he places his foot on the guardrail, hoisting himself up to take a good look at the crowd, who responds accordingly with another loud roar."Now as my soul is yearning. Morph to new paradigms. Find wisdom in the learning. My will always finds a way. See the embers burning. Sense no dividing line. Same being, dead or living My will burns through time!" Laughing for a moment, Dameon then hops down from the guardrail, continuing to make his way to the ring, the whole time slightly grinning. Dameon then leaps up onto the apron taking another look out at the crowd as he throws his arms out in a very "Messiah-like" fashion before throwing up the ever so familiar "X" above his head. Dameon then rotates back to the ring, entering it slowly, placing his kendo stick in the corner, and handing off his title to the ref before the bout begins... Dameon then makes his way back into his corner, and begins loosening up for his match.
 
Jane: Accountant is giving Dameon the stink-eye.
 
Chimpo: Audit his ass!
 
Accountant starts the match by locking up with Dameon and hitting a stiff DDT. He poses for the crowd and delivers a stiff boot to Dameon's chest. Dameon starts to get up but with each moment Accountant just kicks Dameon. He's able to get up and punches Accountant in the ribs as he taunts him. Dameon follows up with a running clothesline, hitting it to perfection and dragging Accountant back up to his feet to hit another, this time stiffer and harder. Accountant holds his neck as Dameon goes for his tradmark kendo stick, holding it up for the crowd to see. The fans go wild, yelling and booing at the hardened warrior.
 
Chimpo: I think Dameon may have Accountant beat, I'm don;t think Accountant is too familiar with a Kendo stick.
 
Jane: Well, he does always seem to have a stick up his ass.
 
Dameon brings the kendo stick down upon bAccounts but Accountant grabs the stick before it hits his head. Dameon struggles to pull it out of his grasp but Accountant stands to his feet and rips the stick from Dameon's hands. Dameon, shocked, is quickly nailed in the forehead with the kendo stick. Dameon reels backwards and Accountant nails him in the ribs, breaking the stick on Dameon's side. Dameon falls to the canvas and Accountant goes for a strangle hold. 
 
Chimpo: Dameon taps out! Accountant wins both titles!
 
Jane: Amazing!
Jason Jackson is seen walking backstage, when he is stopped by SFT CEO Jeff King.

Mr. King: Clown, you've been named General Manager. That rank is one that is below me. The Chairman of the Board, this mystery owner we've been hearing about... he has appointed me as the Chief Executive Officer of SFT. That means you report to me. Understood?

Jason Jackson: Whatever you say, oh dark lord of SFT.

Mr. King: Good, I need you to make an announcement.

Jason Jackson: Can't you do it?

Mr. King: Just do as I say. I need you to announce that the new Chairman of the Board will appear live next week on Strike Towers Wrestling... and that he will reveal himself to the world.

Jason Jackson: Really? Sure, I'll announce it.

Mr. King: Good, now go tell Jack Jones I am fining him for breaking my cane.

Jason laughs and walks away shaking his head in disbelief.
Reno Destiny vs. Kyle Murphy
World Heavyweight Championship Match
 
Jane: It's time for the main event!

Chimpo: The winner of last week's beat the clock challenge, Reno Destiny gets a World Championship Oppourtunity against Kyle Murphy!

You Make Me Sick by Egypt Central Blares through the arena and Red Lights illuminate the arena. The crowd send up an mixed reaction as Reno Destiny Emurges from the back through the curtains. He walks slowly to the top of the ramp and stands looking around the arena. Some fans throw the X sign in the air praising destiny as he walks down the ramp. Mellow his facial expressions are as he approaches the ring apron. He turns to assend the steel steps in front of him. as he walks into the ring he turns around walking backwards toward the opposite turnbuckle before turning around. with his forhead down in the turnbuckle he lunges his way to the second rope and stares into the crowd and holds the X in the Air.

Chimpo: Reno is Ready!

Gold pyro explodes at the stage as "MutherFucker Of The Year" by Mötley Crüe begins to play. Green and gold lights flash around the arena, and the ramp glows gold. Kyle Murphy emerges from the back to a huge pop from the crowd. He nods in acknowledgment, but begins a focused walk down to the ring. At ringside he hops to the top of the steel steps, then walks backwards to the center of the ring apron, raising his left arm out at his side as he does so. Wiping his boots on the edge of the canvas, he steps between the ropes and enters the ring. He crosses to the up right corner and climbs to the second ropes, flexing his muscles in various poses while the crowd cheers and camera flashes shoot off all around. After a moment he steps down and waits.

Jane: The champ looks better then ever, he looks to retain his championship.

DING DING DING

Reno and Kyle begin to circle around the ring and then lock up in the center. Reno pulls off an arm drag.

Jane: Looks like he caught Kyle off guard with that arm drag. Reno looks hungry.

Chimpo: hungry? I could go for a banana.

Reno and Kyle circle around the ring and lock up again. This time Kyle catches Reno with an arm drag.

Jane: Evenly matched, perhaps?

Chimpo: Who doesn’t love one-upmanship?

Reno and Kyle lock up once again and Reno puts a hammer lock on Kyle. Kyle reverses the hammer lock and puts one of his own on Reno. Reno begins to walk around and then moves faster and then with a quick duck he slams Kyle into the turnbuckles shoulder first. Reno then gives Kyle a couple of forearm shots to the face. Reno whips Kyle across the ring but Kyle reverses, sending Reno into the corner. Kyle runs in and gets a boot from Reno. Kyle has his back to Reno so Reno grabs Kyle’s head and drives him down with a bulldog.

1.....

2.....

Kickout!

Chimpo: It'll take more then that to pin a 5 time World Champion!

Reno brings Kyle to his feet and hits him with forearm shots. Reno whips Kyle against the ropes and hits a samoan drop on Kyle. Reno drops a leg across the throat of Kyle and goes for the pin.

1.....

2.....

Kickout!

Jane: and it will take more then THAT to take down a fromer World Champion in Reno Destiny.

Reno stands up and brings Kyle to his feet. Reno goes behind Kyle and jumps up on his shoulders. Reno spins around and goes for a hurricanrana but Kyle reveres and hits a t-bone suplex on Reno. Kyle goes for a cover.

1.....

2.....

Kickout!

Chimpo: Reno Destiny wants championship glory.

Kyle picks Reno up and hits a couple of open handed shots to the face, rocking Reno back against the ropes. Kyle picks Reno up and drops him throat first across the top rope. Reno squirms around holding his neck. Kyle stays on Reno, picking him up and hitting a double underhook suplex.

Chimpo: Kyle Murphy with the cover.

1.....

2.....

...

Kickout!

Chimpo: That was extremely close for the champion, he almost had it all wrapped up.

Jane: Almost doesn't win you titles.

Kyle stands up and waits for Reno to get up. Reno does get up and Kyle goes for a spear but Reno leapfrogs him. Reno turns around and Kyle hits a running STO take down. Kyle looks like he’s going to go for a cover but decides to climb to the top rope. Kyle gets up there slowly, sets himself, and then jumps off. Reno rolls out of the way and Kyle crashes on the mat. Reno gets up and Kyle slowly. Reno jumps up and hits a hurricanrana on Kyle. Kyle is up pretty quickly and Reno is waiting for him.

Chimpo: Reno looks ready to win the World Title.

Reno Destiny grabs Kyle Murphy and goes for the 3rd Degree!

Chimpo: 3rd degree, it has got to be over!

Kyle gets out of it, and then goes for a Murphy's law...

Jane: Wait, now it is Murphy's Law!

Reno pushes him away and rolls up Kyle in a schoolboy...

1.....

2.....

Reno puts his feet on the ropes!

3!!

Jane: It's over! We have a new champion!

Chimpo: Reno had his foot on the ropes!

Murphy gets up in shock and argues with the ref that Reno was using the ropes. The ref ignores him an raises Reno's hand in victory.

Chimpo: I can't believe this, Reno Destiny has stolen the World Championship from Kyle Murphy!

Jane: Believe it! Reno Destiny wins his second SFT World Championship!

Reno slides out of the ring and grabs the SFT World Championship and starts heading up the ramp.

Reno continues up the ramp, but out of nowhere General Manager Jason Jackson runs from the back and throws Rano back into the ring!

Chimpo: What is going on!?

Reno gets up and gets nailed by Murphy's Law!

Jane: Reeevvveennggee!

Chimpo: I can't believe it! Our General Manager is a nut!

Jason starts laughing maniacally on the ramp and Kyle Murphy stands over Reno Destiny.

Chimpo: I guess our Kyle Murphy gets the last laugh here!

Jane: I disagree, when all is said and done, Reno Destiny is out new World Champion!

Chimpo: That's true, we'll see you all next week! and I am recieveing word from the back... next week we are having a special Legends vs. Rookies night on Strike Towers Wrestling!

Jane: Legends vs. Rookies! Allright! See you then!

 

 

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