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The lab was freezing. I mean very cold. Summers however kept it frost all the time as he took on this knew persona. In a powder blue track suit and bucket hat, B-Icee came down in ski gear and covered in a few gold chains. More than two gold chains. B-Icee had a microphone in his hands and pushed himself up the stage slightly before lifting up his microphone to his mouth.

"Now, introducing the freshest man on the black. The man who is cooler than cool. He is ice cold. He comes to you out of the arctic with all this ice. He is the Bad Boy!"

B-Icee slid down the ring while Izza Kizza's They're Everywhere starts to play.

All the lights in the arena went out as an image came up on the titantron of Rex Kobra staring at an ice sculpture of himself. He reached over and molested his frozen facade, turned to the camera and a devilish grin crossed his face before he chuckled and the image dissipated. As the short burst of laughter died down, a set of lights came on bathing the arena in their crimson glow as Combichrist's Throat Full of Glass started to pulse into the atmosphere. After a few seconds, Kobra stepped from the back dressed in a pair of fuzzy boots, a trapper hat, and a fur lined speedo. Why on earth he was dressed like this, only he could tell you. Goosbumbs covered his flesh as he stood in the frozen lab. He let out a mess of vaporized breath before stepping to the edge of the stage. He looked out at the crowd, placed his hands behind his head and started to gyrate his hips.

Beyond cruel received
The comfort in a broken heart
Now palette shades
An image after life

Alone, surrounded by a million faces
One by one
I see the judgment in your eyes

Shooting his gaze back to the ring, gave a final thrust of his hips before lowering his hands and starting down the ramp. His steps were slow and methodical, his eyes locked on the ring. A deviant grin hung at his lips at the thought of the match that was going to take place. As he strode he cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders, readying himself for the battle that was going to commence. In the middle of the ramp, he stopped and looked out at the audience. "And introducing...his opponent...weighing in at 328 lbs....hailing from your Darkest Desires, and most Sinister Secrets. He is the Rexual Deviant...The Vile Defiler....Rex Kobra."




Rex raced forward as his name as announced to the crowd and slid under the bottom rope. As he slid to a stop in the ring, he shot up to his feet and turned his attention to the crowd. He marched to a turnbuckle and climbed to the second rope where he extended his arms to the sides before reaching down and making a masturbatory gesture in front of his crotch with his right hand. With a wild grin, he dropped back down and moved to the opposite turnbuckle where he did the same thing. Once he was finished making obscene gestures to the audience, he dropped down and leaned in the corner, his eyes focused on his opponent.

Rex pushed himself out of the corner as the bell rang and did a couple jumping jacks to get the blood pumping. Moving toward Bad Boy, Rex would attempt to start things off rather quickly and attempt to kick him in the gut.

Looking to capitalize quick, Rex would attempt to follow up and level Bad Boy with a DDT.

Rex bolted up after landing the DDT and did another jumping jack to keep the blood flowing. Gazing down at Bad Boy, Rex would attempt to move to the side of his skull before attempt to land a leg drop.

B-Icee was sitting on the sideline watching his frontman take all kinds of heat in the chilly lab. B-Icee started dancing on the sideline as he watched Rex, "Yo Rexy dawg. Ya lookin' like a real chump on this unfresh jive manuevering."

Bad was brought to his feet pretty easily, but when Rex tried to lift him up for the slam Bad tried to use the momentum of the lift to bring himself up and over the top of Rex. Landing behind the big guy he would go for a Standing Drop Kick between the shoulder blades.