The Most Hardcore of the Hardcore (Chaser ment)

[Spazz]

Let me introduce myself

"Dread and the Fugitive Mind" rips through the arena as Freaky appears on the stage, his trusty kendo stick replaced by a microphone and was actually alone instead of having Yugo with him. He slide into the ring and listened generally positive response for him.

Freaky: Well, I gotta hand it to the Boyz. They beat me and Yugo, fair and square. Not really ashamed I lost because tag team was never really my playing field. My playing field is when the ring is surrounded by various weapons and instruments of destruction or when the ring was littered with hundreds, if not thousands, of beautifully glowing tacks in that glorious Field of Tacks match. Enough of me reminiscing though. When AWF first started, I shed more blood than anyone to achieve my goals. I had two primary goals: the World Championship and my Hardcore Championship. And at current, neither of them are mine. So I think it's time to reclaim one of them.

Freaky turned to look up at the stage.

Freaky: The one I want to speak to is a little blue hedgehog who dances around backstage and thinks he's all big and bad. And no, I'm not talking about Sonic. Sonic the Hedgehog was badass. The little prick I wanna talk to, though, is anything but. In case you're wondering, yes I'm talking to you Chaser. So put down Barny's Hide and Seek adventure and get your ass to this ring, and bring that Hardcore title with you.

Freaky brought the microphone down and just awaited the arrival of the Hardcore champion.


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[kingofhardcore]

[Sorry to hijack your thread dude!]

Freaky stands in the ring awaiting Chaser to appear with the Hardcore title when the last thing he expected to happen occurs....

The lights dim to almost nothing....

A flourescent green glow appears on the stage and Lars Fredrickson and the Bastards "Mainlining Murder" blares over the PA and the AWF fans go wild as the "Neon Alien" Renegade makes his AWF Debut.....

The lights come back up and Renegade makes his way to the ring, he wears a Black "Kings of Hardcore" T-Shirt and Black Cargo pants, his lime green dreads are pulled back in a lose Pony tail, he rolls into the ring and pulls a mic out of the pocket of his Cargo's......

R: I'm sorry, did someone mention HARDCORE?? (crowd pop) Someone talked about shedding blood? About pain, suffering and belief? Yet no-one thought to bring in the Kings of Hardcore? I ain't here to give you the Renegade highlight reel, i mean god knows you probably all know it better than me, i am a 5 times OCW TV Champion, 3 time OCW Tag Team Champion as one half of the hardest of Hardcore tag teams in the business today, The Kings of Hardcore! You mention "your" Hardcore championship.....well the way i see it Freak Show, its Chaser's Hardcore Championship, and i know you were hoping to get your knitting circle out here today and talk about you getting a rematch for the Hardcore belt, well i'm sorry to ruin your party Bucko......

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[Spazz]

Freaky just stood dumbfounded as Renegade spoke. The blue haired man slowed began to walk in circles around the green haired young man that stood before him. Freaky must have walked around Renegade three times before stopping in front of him. In what could be classified as a first in his career, Freaky found himself just overcome with laughter, the type of laughter you have after seeing something totally ridiculous and out of this world.

Freaky laughed for a good five minutes before shooting pains in his stomach caused him to stop momentarily. He wiped a few tears from his eyes and tried to catch his breath. He hadn't laughed that hard since his old high school buddy had shit his pants at Spring Break '93.

Renegade: Hey-

Freaky: Ah-ah!

Freaky held his hand out like he was about to speak, he looked down at the ring and took a deep breath to regain his composure then turned to look back at Renegade. Now sooner had his eyes fell upon the young man though was he again wracked by uncontrollable laughter. After a few more minutes of laughter he once again regained his composure and managed to speak again.

Freaky: I-I-I....I'm sorry but who is this guy? He looked around the arena. Anybody? No? Where'd you say you came from again? OCW? What's that stand for, Old Crappy Wrestling? And did I read that nameplate right? Tech boy, replay it.

Renegade's entrance video popped up again but this time minus the music. Freaky was watching for the nameplate and laughed again slightly when it appeared.

Freaky: "The Neon Alien"? Whatthefuckisthat!? What are you, some kind of intergalactic fucknut that's come down to anal probe all the inbred backwoods retards in this arena?

There was a massive negative response from the crowd at his statement but Freaky completely ignored it.

Freaky: I'm sorry buddy but I think you got the wrong fed. WWE is in Florida this week.

[kingofhardcore]

Renegade stood there watching Freaky laugh, all the time the crowd chant a mix of OCW and KoH.......

R: Oh well i'm sorry, i thought that AWF stood for Atlantic Wrestling Federation, i didnt realise it stood for Ass-probing Wrestling Federation, You can laugh at me all you want but know two things, one I am not scared of you or anyone, you can make all the jokes you want about me, but you never insult OCW my friend.....and two ye i am an intergalactic freakshow, i came her to do one thing buddy boy, kick your freaking ass, so how about we make ourselves a match here? Freaky blue hair vs "The Neon Alien" "The King of Hardcore" Renegade, and i say lets make this one with some good ole T.....L......C.......

[Spazz]

Freaky: You wanna step into my world? That's cool, that's fine. TLC, you say? That's fine, even better. You are the King of Hardcore? Well I am the true Hardcore Legend and I shall prove it to you and every other doubter in the crowd and in the back come Collision. See you there..buddy.

Freaky dropped the microphone slipped through the ropes to exit the ring.


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