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Tag Team Announcement for the PPV

(Scene opens at the house show that was mentioned in Wilburman's previous RP. We join an entertaining mixed tag match between Mrs Jobb/Goldfish and Taco/Moon Chick.)

Tom: Moon Chick with a sleeper hold on Mrs Jobb!!

Ron: But it's reversed into a DDT!! WOW!! What a manuvre by Moon Chick there!!

Tom: WAIT!! There goes Goldfish!!

Ron: And there goes Taco!!

(Taco rushes the ring and knocks down Moon Chick with a clothesline, but as he turned around, Goldfish planted him with an X-factor and Taco rolls out of the ring. The ref gets Goldfish to leave as well. Moon Chick slowly gets back up as does Mrs Jobb. But out of nowhere, Moon Chick pulls off her finisher "The KFC Surprise" and gains the pinfall victory. Goldfish is irate and gets in the ring to beat on Moon Chick.)

Ron: Well, Taco and Moon Chick has this one won, but they don't want to end the match!!

Tom: All hell is breaking loose!! All 4 are in the ring!!

Ron: LOOK!! Someone just jumped over from the guard rail!

Tom: IT'S WILBURMAN!!!

(Wilburman hops over the guard rail and enters the ring. The ladies flee the ring as the two men continue to brawl not knowing the Mean One is right behind them. The fans scream for some action and Wilburman nails them both with a double clothesline over the top rope. Taco and Goldfish looks up and sees Wilburman in the ring and they make a hasty exit from the ring. Wilburman then asks for a mic from JulieAnn to which he receives.)

Ron: Listen to this place!! The crowd are on their feet!!

Tom: They sure are loving Wilburman's unannounced appearance!!

W: Normally, I would say something like WELCOME TO THE MEAN HOUSE OF JUSTICE!!

(Crowd cheers)

W: But I am not feeling great so you'll excuse me for not saying it.... NOW!! As you can probably guess, the reason I am not feeling too great is because of the Mean Lady's disappearance. Well, as it turns out, Emerald Empress is not the only person missing.... and it would appear that we have some clue who is behind this shit....

Tom: WHO IS IT?!! WHO IS BEHIND THE MISSING IWA STARS?!!

W: Some time ago, some time before my time here in the IWA, there was a stable named the New Genocide, and there was some goon named Milenko, well, it would appear we have our Marriatty sussed out....

(The crowd are silent as they do not know how to react. Some are booing. Some are cheering to know they have found the culprit. Some are just whispering amongst themselves over the startling claim.)

W: Milenko, I have no clue as to who the hell you are, all I know is that you are some kind of a nut, and badly needs to be locked up and maybe even sent to an electric chair, you leave a fancy wee pissy note saying not to pursue the chase cause the Empress and Raving Rendel owes you? Milenko, I DON'T CARE IF YOU ARE THE DEVIL HIMSELF!! CAUSE I WILL GO TO HELL, RIP YER HEAD OFF, FRY IT AND SHOVE IT UP SATAN'S RED ARSE!! But since you are not the devil, and you don't work for some other higher power freak, I will just simply say this, I cannot image what it is that they owe you that would need for you to kidnap them, but believe me, you have made your gravest mistake of your crazy life. You are right, the chasing is over. I am not going to chase any more. I am through playing games with you. You say Empress owes you? Well, the Empress owes me 50 bucks and a night at Club Hac after she lost to me at a recent strip poker game, and Rendel owes me 100 smackers after a most grueling game of Ticklery-wicks, so Milenko, they also owe me, and now YOU OWE ME!!

(The crowd goes nuts)

W: Milenko, like I said earlier, I have no clue, nor do I give a toss who you are, but you've pissed me off. Milenko, I am challenging you!! I AM CHALLENGING YOU TO SHOW YOUR UGLY MUG AT VOLCANIC VACATION!! I AM CALLING YOU OUT ARSEH*LE!!! You were once a wrestler, and I know as wrestlers are, we never back down from a challenge, and being the crazy bastard that you are, I am pretty sure that you will be there! If you had the nerve to piss the IWA roster off, then I am damn sure you have the nerve to show yourself on Sunday!! NOW!!! IF you are wondering where and what I will be doing on Sunday, well....

(Insane crowd pop)

W: The last time I checked, I was still very much part of the IWA Tag Team Champ, and the last time I checked, the HITMEN seemed to be the only active tag team on the entire roster.... so....

(The crowd cheers on in anticipation)

W: How about, would the Hitmen like a title shot against the Mean and Mad Alliance?

As the crowd Pop in agreement to Wilburman's statement, the house lights drop, momentarily leaving the the arena in the dark, but not for long as a light show that could only belong to one individual commences.

Followed by a Happy Mondays intro which could only mean, It's Mad Cyril !

Standing at the top of the rampway with a tag team belt strapped round his midrift, he wears his hallmarks smile, and offers a thumbs up for his friend standing in the ring.

Mad Cyril strolls down to the ring and grabs a microphone, shaking Wilburman's hand they walk into the corner of the ring and Mad Cyril offers a few private words into Wilburman's ear as the music fades out, patting his partner on the back he walks back to the centre of the ring, mic in hand.

MC: Yer know Will, I've seen how hard things have been for you over the last month or so, and insaying that, I don't think that anyone can know what you're going through, or even pretend to.So I'm not gonna come out here and try to make you feel better, only to make you feel worse.You know me, and if you need any help I'm here, anything ok, just ask.

(Wilburman looks over and nods his head, breaking a brief smile.)

MC: Now onto the Pay Per View situation, I think it's about time we put these belts on the line too, I mean we've had em a while, and well not really done much in the way of a defence as of yet, so why not address that situtation in Hawaii like you said, only I have one itty bitty teeny weeny problemo with your suggestion.

W: (looks across) What's up C.?

MC: Wellllllll it's about the oppostion.

W: The Hitmen?

MC: Yeah, I mean don't get me wrong mate, like you said a worthy opponent on any day buttttt I had someone else in mind.

W: Someone else?

MC: Yeah, infact we were challenged by them a fortnight ago.But to be fair I don't expect you to remember everything, you've had alot on your mind.

W: So who was it?

MC: Big Al and his mystery partner, thinks he can do us some damage n all, I mean Will, mate, buddy, pal, comrade, ammmmmmmmiggggooooo, We just can't walk away from that, can we!

W: Heheh nah, Guess not,

(They look at each other for a moment then look into the crowd, both nodding their heads.)

MC & W: You thinking what I'm thinking

W: After you?

MC: No no, I insist after you.

W: Three Way Dance!

(Massive POP!!)

MC: (burst out laughing) They agree!....So what we now have is you and I being the Mean & Mad Alliance vs The Hitmen vs Big Al & Mystery Partner.

W: What yer reckon then?

MC: Howabout we give all 4 of them a bit of the old schtick?

(Wilburman stares into the crowd and then looks at Cyril)

W: I LIKE THAT!!

MC: Well, LET'S ABSOLUTELY!!

Crowd: POSITIVELY!!

W: GOBSMACKINGLY...

MC: TURN IT UP!!

(Another huge POP! The Mean & Mad Alliance stand in the middle of the ring with their titles held aloft as fans take photos' pop and generally go crazy, they then exit via the rampway deep in discussion, stopping once more at the top before disappearing behind the curtain.)