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Instantly the tron cuts to the locker room of Jacob Figgins. Figgy is laying back on a bench, sound asleep in full ring gear. A ring tech appears, prodding Figgy with a shoulder.
"Wake up man, you got a match"

Figgy sits up quickly driving a sudden elbow to the face of the man rousing him. "Oh ******** !" He looks down to see the fallen ring tech sprawled on the floor. "OH ********!" He quickly runs out of the locker room and to the stage

Slow ominous guitar notes hit the pa as the lights throughout the venue dim. It isn't until the first vocals of the song that a figure in a red hooded jacket appears. The hood is up and hiding facial features.

"Welcome to the abandoned land
Come on in child, take my hand
Here there's no work or play
Only one bill to pay
There's just five words to say
As you go down, down, down"

Announceri: Making his way to the ring...

Upon the sound of a laugh the figure begins to walk down the ramp ,turning his head left and right and throws the hood off his head. To Reveal Jacob Figgins.

"You're Gonna Burn in Hell!!
Oh Burn Hell"

Figgins jumps onto the Barricade to slap hands with a few of the fans before jumping up on the next one

Announcer: He weighs in tonight at 245 pounds and hails from Kansas City, Missouri.

"You can't believe all the things i've done wrong in my life
Without even trying i've lived on the edge of a knife
Well, i've played with fire, but i don't want to get myself burned
To thine own self be true, so i think that it's time for a turn"

Jacob finaly makes it down to the ring, jogging up the stairs into the ring and slides in between the ropes.
Announceri: He is the "Next Conspiracy" JACOB FIIIGINNNNS

Jacob drops to his knees, extending his arms outward, staring to the cieling. He hops back to his feet, awaiting the bout to start

While Nuke was making his flashy entrance, Jacob was getting inspected by the ref for weapons.The ref paused at his left boot andpulled out a pink hello kitty elbow pad. The ref shook his head to Jacob and passed the weighted elbowpad to the time keeper. "I don't like sweaty elbow pads, sheesh"

After Nuke effectively played to the crowd, Jacob steps forth promenading around his opponent. Finally he raised his arms to link hands with Nuke. Pressing shoulder to throat he attempted to push Nuke into the northeast turnbuckle

Jacob's knee buckled from the Kick. Luckily his weight was off of it due to him starting to back up before hand. A slight grunt fell from his maw. He reared his left hand back and attempts a back chop to Nuke's chest in retaliation. "I was gonna clean break ya know"

The resounding 'Wooo' from the crowd motivated Figgy to continue the assault. He raised his left hand up playing to the audience and goes for three more chops

((Auto win)) Nuke leaps from the corner smacking the stalking Figgins with a sudden flying forearm smash. Figgins quickly shoots back and rebounds off the western ropes and leaps up to strike with a knee lift. BUT NUKE DUCKED! And instead the ref behind him got a face full of knee. Hitting the mat with a thud, the ref was out cold, the crowd joining in a chant of "Ref got ******** up!"

Regardless, both men continue the fight. Figgins swinging with hard left hands, Nuke swinging with rights. But the brawl spilled outside when Figgin snapped an Elbow into the gut and gets a pump handle suplex over the top and out. Figgins instantly goes to the time keeper and takes his Hello kitty Elbow pad from the table. By the time he slips it over his left elbow, Nuke is back in the ring still dazed. Figgins is quick to roll back in but meets a few right hands. Figgins attempts to retaliate with a loaded elbow smash, but Nuke avoids it and whips Figgy into the ropes. Figgy springboards from the seconf rope, nailing the unsuspecting Nuke with a MOTHER ******** HELLO KITTY DOOM DOOM TRAIN!!~

Figgy quickly slips the hello kitty elbowpad back into his tights and cocky pins Nuke. The ref finally blinks back into the world of conciousness to count the pin.


ONE! TWO! Three!

DING DING DING

Figgy's hand is raised before he suddenly yanks the Mic from the in ring announcer. "Call the police, call the F.B.I., the National Guard,write a letter to your damn congressman. ICW, the Figgified Nation is set to invade " Pauses for a chuckle before he motions to his fallen opponent. "And we already dropped the Nuke"Figgy throws the mic down and exits the ring as his music hits.