Rock: Oh yeah, here we go!!!
The match has completely broken down now with all men involved. Rob Rage and Snair are left in the ring, but Snair drops a big kick on Rob sending him outside.
#megapop
Snair is blindsided by the Beersteins, but Manabu, the legal man, comes in to help, leaving AUK and The Panzers to brawl on the outside.
Chuck: AUK and The Panzers are laying into each other with some stiff shots there, Rock--surely they can't keep this up?
Rock: Oh they're going at it alright! Did you see the way these two were trading insults with each other on the JabeThread? I knew going into this thing that these two fan favourites would be going at it,a;though, not quite as ferociously as this!
Manabu and Markus trade blows fiercely while Hans and Snair do the same. Snair and Hans take each other out over the top rope, leaving the two legal men in the ring. Snair kicks Markus in the gut and bouncers off the ropes, only to get caught by a mean right hook. Markus grabs Snair and performs a powerful Fisherman’s Suplex. He goes for the pin as Snair sees this ad races to the ropes. He springboards off the ropes looking to hit an elbow on Markus...
...But Markus saw him coming and rolls away, just as Snair’s elbow connects badly with Manabu’s chest. Manabu is struggling to breathe as Hans pulls Snair out and throws him into the barricade.
Markus covers Manabu again.
"One...
Two...
Three!"
Rock: Yes! The Beersteins did it!!
Gregory Samuels: Here are you winners, The Beeeeeerrrrrstteeeeeeiiiinnnnnsssss!!!
Snair pulls Manabu out of the ring and helps him out of the ring. Manabu shoves Snair off hard and storms off up the red carpet.
Hans and Markus stand triumphantly in the ring. The Panzers follow soon after, not wanting to stay any longer. The Beersteins look around, unsure of where the other team is. They shrug and Start to leave the ring, when suddenly...
WHAM!
#FACEPOP
Rock: Hey! The Beersteins won this match fair and square. This is an outrage!
Chaos and Rage come out from nowhere and clothesline both men to the ground with authority. They pick up both men and toss them back into the ring. Hans is the first to get to his feet, and rushes both men only to get caught, lifted and put back on the mat by the Cataclysm.
Connor and Rob leave the ring and reach underneath only to return with some very familiar objects; Rob is holding two steel chairs, and Connor is holding his trusty sledgehammer. Climbing back into the ring, the duo face Markus, who is now stirring.
As Markus truns to both men, Rob tosses one of the chairs at him. As Markus catches it, Connor steps up and runs the sledgehammer straight at it, ploughing the chair straight into Markus’ face, and he drops like a sack of spuds. Placing the chair in the corner, Connor points to Rob and at the turnbuckle. As Rob begins to climb, Connor grabs Markus and sets him up for a DDT, Suddenly he lifts him onto the turnbuckle as Robs gets positioned and leaps, driving both his feet into Markus' back as Connor drops him. Markus’ head bounces off the chair as he rolls away, his nose obviously broken and bleeding profusely.
Connor and Rob pick up Hans again and drag him by his feet to the ropes. They hang him in a Tree of Woe on the ropes and pick up the chairs. Rob steps forward first, taking his time as he aims, then swings the chair into Hans’ exposed left knee. We can hear Hans screaming loudly in pain as Connor steps up and swings his chair at the right knee. More screams erupt from Hans as Connor and Rob keep swinging. Suddenly...
CRACK!!!
Rock: They're taking it too far! Hans and Markus will never be able to challenge for those vacant tag straps now!
Hans' scream doubles in volume as his kneecaps give way under the relentless onslaught of chair shots. This doesn’t stop Rob and Connor though, as they stomp Hans’ face in until it too is a bleeding mess. They then untangle his legs from the ropes and drop him unceremoniously to the outside floor.
Following outside they reach underneath again and grab their last piece of equipment; the standard everyday common-place table. They also pull out something else everyone knows and loves; two bottles of lighter fluid.
As Connor douses the table with one bottle, Rob re-enters the ring and grabs Markus from the corner, throwing a few more punches for good measure, before emptying the second bottle on top of him. Rob drags Markus to the ropes and brings him outside onto the apron. Connor stops them however and grabs a mic.
Connor: You know before we do this, we’re gonna need a bit of help, from one of you guys.
He points to the crowd, and everyone erupts in cheersand yells. Connor walk over to one lucky male fan.
Connor: Hey buddy, you like tables?
Fan: Yeah!
Connor: You like setting stuff on fire?
Fan: Yeah!
Connor: You like watching us put these stupid arseholes in their place?
Fan: Yeah!
Connor: Well then you’re very lucky. How’d you like to set this table on fire so we can put this stupid arsehole in his place?
Fan: FUCK YEAH!!!!!
Connor: Good enough for me, come on.
The fan jumps the barricade and Connor hands him a Zippo lighter. Connor joins Rob on the apron and they both grab Markus around the throat. Connor nods to the fan and the duo lift Markus up as the fan lights the table, and powers him down through it.
Rock: No!! Don't do this! Markus is a JBW legend!! H-he i-
CRASH!!
Markus howls in pain as his lighter-fluid doused body, catches light as he hits the table. Connor and Rob walk up the ramp high-fiving all the fans as medics rush to help the two men in the ring. Apocalypse UK stand on the stage, And give one final salute to the crowd before heading backstage.
Chuck: HolyJose that was brutal, Rock! Apocalypse truly lived up to their name there! I-I don't think that The Beersteins will be back around these parts for a long time, which begs the question.. Just what is gonna happen with the tag title picture now?
Rock: I don't know, brother, but I do know that The Beersteins are in bad shape right now, and we've got to go
to a commercial break. Hopefully we will have Markus and Hans on their way to the hospital by the time we come back.
The match has completely broken down now with all men involved. Rob Rage and Snair are left in the ring, but Snair drops a big kick on Rob sending him outside.
#megapop
Snair is blindsided by the Beersteins, but Manabu, the legal man, comes in to help, leaving AUK and The Panzers to brawl on the outside.
Chuck: AUK and The Panzers are laying into each other with some stiff shots there, Rock--surely they can't keep this up?
Rock: Oh they're going at it alright! Did you see the way these two were trading insults with each other on the JabeThread? I knew going into this thing that these two fan favourites would be going at it,a;though, not quite as ferociously as this!
Manabu and Markus trade blows fiercely while Hans and Snair do the same. Snair and Hans take each other out over the top rope, leaving the two legal men in the ring. Snair kicks Markus in the gut and bouncers off the ropes, only to get caught by a mean right hook. Markus grabs Snair and performs a powerful Fisherman’s Suplex. He goes for the pin as Snair sees this ad races to the ropes. He springboards off the ropes looking to hit an elbow on Markus...
...But Markus saw him coming and rolls away, just as Snair’s elbow connects badly with Manabu’s chest. Manabu is struggling to breathe as Hans pulls Snair out and throws him into the barricade.
Markus covers Manabu again.
"One...
Two...
Three!"
Rock: Yes! The Beersteins did it!!
Gregory Samuels: Here are you winners, The Beeeeeerrrrrstteeeeeeiiiinnnnnsssss!!!
Snair pulls Manabu out of the ring and helps him out of the ring. Manabu shoves Snair off hard and storms off up the red carpet.
Hans and Markus stand triumphantly in the ring. The Panzers follow soon after, not wanting to stay any longer. The Beersteins look around, unsure of where the other team is. They shrug and Start to leave the ring, when suddenly...
WHAM!
#FACEPOP
Rock: Hey! The Beersteins won this match fair and square. This is an outrage!
Chaos and Rage come out from nowhere and clothesline both men to the ground with authority. They pick up both men and toss them back into the ring. Hans is the first to get to his feet, and rushes both men only to get caught, lifted and put back on the mat by the Cataclysm.
Connor and Rob leave the ring and reach underneath only to return with some very familiar objects; Rob is holding two steel chairs, and Connor is holding his trusty sledgehammer. Climbing back into the ring, the duo face Markus, who is now stirring.
As Markus truns to both men, Rob tosses one of the chairs at him. As Markus catches it, Connor steps up and runs the sledgehammer straight at it, ploughing the chair straight into Markus’ face, and he drops like a sack of spuds. Placing the chair in the corner, Connor points to Rob and at the turnbuckle. As Rob begins to climb, Connor grabs Markus and sets him up for a DDT, Suddenly he lifts him onto the turnbuckle as Robs gets positioned and leaps, driving both his feet into Markus' back as Connor drops him. Markus’ head bounces off the chair as he rolls away, his nose obviously broken and bleeding profusely.
Connor and Rob pick up Hans again and drag him by his feet to the ropes. They hang him in a Tree of Woe on the ropes and pick up the chairs. Rob steps forward first, taking his time as he aims, then swings the chair into Hans’ exposed left knee. We can hear Hans screaming loudly in pain as Connor steps up and swings his chair at the right knee. More screams erupt from Hans as Connor and Rob keep swinging. Suddenly...
CRACK!!!
Rock: They're taking it too far! Hans and Markus will never be able to challenge for those vacant tag straps now!
Hans' scream doubles in volume as his kneecaps give way under the relentless onslaught of chair shots. This doesn’t stop Rob and Connor though, as they stomp Hans’ face in until it too is a bleeding mess. They then untangle his legs from the ropes and drop him unceremoniously to the outside floor.
Following outside they reach underneath again and grab their last piece of equipment; the standard everyday common-place table. They also pull out something else everyone knows and loves; two bottles of lighter fluid.
As Connor douses the table with one bottle, Rob re-enters the ring and grabs Markus from the corner, throwing a few more punches for good measure, before emptying the second bottle on top of him. Rob drags Markus to the ropes and brings him outside onto the apron. Connor stops them however and grabs a mic.
Connor: You know before we do this, we’re gonna need a bit of help, from one of you guys.
He points to the crowd, and everyone erupts in cheersand yells. Connor walk over to one lucky male fan.
Connor: Hey buddy, you like tables?
Fan: Yeah!
Connor: You like setting stuff on fire?
Fan: Yeah!
Connor: You like watching us put these stupid arseholes in their place?
Fan: Yeah!
Connor: Well then you’re very lucky. How’d you like to set this table on fire so we can put this stupid arsehole in his place?
Fan: FUCK YEAH!!!!!
Connor: Good enough for me, come on.
The fan jumps the barricade and Connor hands him a Zippo lighter. Connor joins Rob on the apron and they both grab Markus around the throat. Connor nods to the fan and the duo lift Markus up as the fan lights the table, and powers him down through it.
Rock: No!! Don't do this! Markus is a JBW legend!! H-he i-
CRASH!!
Markus howls in pain as his lighter-fluid doused body, catches light as he hits the table. Connor and Rob walk up the ramp high-fiving all the fans as medics rush to help the two men in the ring. Apocalypse UK stand on the stage, And give one final salute to the crowd before heading backstage.
Chuck: HolyJose that was brutal, Rock! Apocalypse truly lived up to their name there! I-I don't think that The Beersteins will be back around these parts for a long time, which begs the question.. Just what is gonna happen with the tag title picture now?
Rock: I don't know, brother, but I do know that The Beersteins are in bad shape right now, and we've got to go
to a commercial break. Hopefully we will have Markus and Hans on their way to the hospital by the time we come back.
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