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Journal Entry #50 (Part 2): As The Dust Settles

---Vengeance is Served---

*This journal continues precisely, where the last journal left off: Paige_1_Shosho (PGS), Gerald Lord (GL), and Ricc413300 (RIC) have already entered the ring, the cell has been lowered, doors already chained shut, and Stephen Colbert (SC) and Jon Stewart (JS) are on commentary.*

SC: And RIC, begins this match with a back-hand slap to the face to GL! The symbollism speaks for itself.
JS: GL with no delay retaliates with several punches right at RIC, RIC attempts to cover up now as the fury of GL unleashes upon him.
SC: RIC withdraws into the corner now, as GL strikes several body blows on him, and now, he's distancing himself from RIC, and a hard slap right to RIC face.
JS: RIC's stumbling somewhat from that shot now, talk about a slap, you could have that smack all the way up in the rafters of this arena.
SC: Don't exaggerate.
JS: And GL tosses RIC to the outside now, PGS, is just letting this match go, as she there are no rules or regulation for her to enforce aside from the strick 10 count for a knockout.
SC: RIC lands hard on the side, this match is going to get ugly quick, which isn't to say it wasn't already considering GL's in it.
JS: GL pulls out a metallic trash can lid now from underneath the ring, and a hard shot right to the cranium of RIC.
SC: Not going to defend your pick on his appearance?
JS: How about you try commentating the match? Last I checked this wasn't a beauty contest.
SC: Thank goodness, or I'd win. And GL now, pulls out a... well, it's a rectangular speed limit sign from under the ring. Got to wonder what that was doing under the ring.
JS: And RIC is struck on the back by GL with the sign, and you can see him writhing in pain from the shot, GL is really in a vengeful mood tonight.
SC: And GL grabs RIC by his hair now, and presses his face against the cell wall, scraping his face against that chain link fence, you can hear the yells of anguish emanating from RIC, and GL let's go after some several seconds.
JS: RIC is practically crawling out of desperation away from GL, trying to create some distance.
SC: He rolls back into the ring, apparently having had enough of the cell.

Crowd: *cheers loudly as it sees GL grabs a steel chair wrapped in barb wire from under the ring and raise it high above him for them to see*
JS: Oh my goodness, we've already seen what GL can do with these weapons... *Crowd stops cheering*
SC: Yes! RIC with the presence of mind, or rather out of instinct for survival managed to drop kick the barb wire part of the chair into GL's face right as he was getting into the ring!
JS: I got to hand it to him there, that might have just been a game changer, GL is lying face down on the mat now, pounding his feet hard in pain from contact with the barb wire.
SC: Yes! Now we're talking, RIC's got the barb wire chair in his hands now, and swings, and strikes GL right against the face!
JS: Damn, GL rolls out of the ring, bleeding profusely over his face, talk about a crimson mask.
SC: I'm more concerned about RIC, he's kind of bleeding too, from his face being scraped against the cell, I think I see a slight cut here or there.
JS: Oh of course, RIC now, going to the outside, following GL now, who has somehow made it back to his feet, RIC raises the chair again to strike and OHHH!!!!
SC: That's your hero? The guy just kicked RIC right in the groin!
JS: I'm not condoning that, but you can bet your behind it was effective, RIC has dropped the barb wire covered chair and is breathing hard... are those tears forming in his eyes?
SC: You're going to blame the man for tearing up? He might never have kids after that shot GL just gave him.
JS: That could be a blessing in disguise... kids can be annoying after all.
SC: RIC is slithering now under the ring, definitely going to take him some time to recover from that shot.

JS: GL is stirring a bit now, he pulls out from under the ring... what appears to be a bag of cloth?
SC: *gleefully says* Oh, it is close to Christmas, think he's got some early goodies he wants to share with the Crowd?
JS: Those aren't goodies! *Crowd cheers enthusiastically, as GL pours from the sack what must be several hundred thumbtacks!*
SC: GL's insane! What the f**k are all those tacks doing under the ring?! No! He goes outside and grabs RIC and pulls him out from under the ring, and rolls him inside, RIC get your wits about you!
JS: GL, pulls off RIC's shirt, oh come on GL, no one wants to see that.
SC: The son of a gun wants the tacks to collide with unprotected skin! And thank you! RIC with a low blow to GL! Turnabout is fair play!
JS: And now RIC, goes for the RIC-K-O and---
SC: OH MY GOSH!!!! *Crowd cheers loudly* This is sick, and this Crowd is loving it!
JS: GL somehow managed to counter the RIC-K-O into a back suplex and suplexed RIC, back first, onto the tacks!!!
SC: Oh, you can hear him screaming and howling in pain... PGS is standing in the opposite corner now, a look of concern on her face for the well being of both combatants.
JS: Neither GL or RIC are stirring, but PGS has not initiated the count... hey, what's this... Pubic Hurr (PH) is making her way down the ring a steel chair and bolt cutters in hand?
SC: PH is has just cut the chain locking the cell door and has entered the ring, both combatants are stirring now.
JS: What the heck? She swings and hits GL with a chair shot right to the skull! What is this about?
SC: Yes! PH is apparently going to cost GL the match over what GL did to Vaginus (VG)... or could this have been why VG was so confident on betting for RIC earlier this evening?
JS: Damn it, VG and PH have been in cahoots this entire time! And... what the---? PH just struck RIC with a steel chair to the skull as well... what in the world? Both combatants are down!

SC: She strikes GL with a shot across the back now, and goes to swing at RIC again. Oh boy, PGS has just grabbed the chair from PH's hands. Finally she does her job!
JS: PH is apparently satisfied with her work... and is heading to the back... doesn't matter, doesn't look like either combatant is getting up... wait... RIC is stirring and he sees PGS with the chair in her hands... he doesn't know PH was the one who struck him, oh no, PGS is trying to explain she wasn't the one who struck him uh-oh.
Crowd: *chants loudly* PAIGE! PAIGE! PAIGE! PAIGE!
SC: When was the last time you heard a crowd cheer a referee.
JS: RIC snatches the chair from PGS and raises it to strike, and GL again with a low blow to RIC! Folks when this match is done, both these men are going to need some ice packs!
SC: And GL with a STUNNER!!!! RIC is out, GL collapses from the beating he's taken... both men are down, and PGS is initiating a count!
PGS: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8... 9...
JS: Neither of the two combatants is stirring..
PGS: 10! *Signals for the bell*
Micheal Caine: *grabs the microphone after being informed of the result for the match* Ladies and gentlemen, as both individuals could not answer the call of 10, this match has resulted in a draw! *Crowd boos*
JS: *takes a microphone* Hold it! Hold it! I've just been informed, by Obsessed With Grell (OWG) that due to the fact that neither combatant could get to his feet, neither has won, however, as was the rule in the match, the owner of this show, would have been the person who was still on their feet at the count of 10 in the ring. Someone was still on their feet at the count of 10! *Crowd comes to a hush* Ladies and gentlemen, the ownership of this show now officially falls onto PGS! *Crowd erupts into cheers, an even louder: "PAIGE!" chant is heard*

PGS: *nervously takes the microphone* Ummmm... thank you all for your support... but... I don't quite wish to be the sole owner of this show, and instead would prefer it, if me, GL and RIC, shared ownership of this show... of course if that's alright with them.
RIC: *is the first to make it to his feet, groggily* Shared ownership?! I will not settle for that, I demand you announce you will be stepping down as owner of this show, and give me the position! *Crowd boos*

PGS: *shows a stern resolve* No RIC.
RIC: *gives her a shove, the Crowd boos loudly* I said ---
PGS: *gives him a super kick right in the chin! The Crowd goes wild!*
SC: Oh my gosh! PGS asserting herself, RIC is dazed somewhat from that kick, and now GL rushes from the corner now, and --- SPEAR! GL with a SPEAR on RIC!
PGS: Then you leave me no choice RIC, I hereby give 66% of ownership of this show to GL.
GL: *grabs the microphone, after giving PGS a hug, breathing heavily now* And RIC, after all that you've done, I think I speak for most of the people here, when I say, as far as you working on this show goes, you can consider your contract... terminated! *The Crowd cheers as GL and PGS head off to the back...*
Crowd: *chants at RIC* "Nah, nah, nah, nah. Nah, nah, nah, nah. Hey, hey, hey! Goodbye!" repeatedly*

---End of Show---

*And so ends the feud of the year... but some information is missing... what will occur with RIC now? What happened to CherryFlavoredButtsecks (CFB)? And what of the individuals who betted on the outcome of this match? Did anyone win? These questions will be answered in the near future. In a Special, off-the-record books, no numbered journal, these questions and more will be answered. Sometime in the future...*

Til then...

That... is... all!!!!!