Rhett Locke vs. Conan The Leprechaun
Hardcore Title Match
PIW Massacre
Oct. 12, 2002
"Starfuckers Inc." by Nine Inch Nails erupted over the P.A. system and immeadiately the fans retorted with jeers from all areas of the Cow Palace. The lights dimmed to black and strobe lights danced around the arena. Rhett Locke was slow to step out onto the ramp, however he would assume he had all the time in the world. With a steelchair in hand, Locke slowly walked to the ring. Mike Hunt announced (Author's Note: You knew it was coming... MWAHAHAHAHA!) Leprechaun's number one contender's vitals. The Vagrant stepped into the ring and jumped onto the second rope, facing the camera. He held both arms in the air and slammed the chair against the top rope as pyrotechnic fireworks exploded in the background.
Soon Trent Reznor's screams were replaced with 'All for me Grog - An Irish Folk Tune' and immeadiately the crowd went into frenzy! Cheers escalated as Leprechaun stepped onto the entrance ramp with a Heineken in hand. A small smile was nearly masked beneath a haughty beared that had grown out and covered a good portion of the lower part of his face. Four-leafed Clovers were spotlighted on the entrance ramp while he strolled down. Hoisted over Conan's shoulder was his patented bag o' tricks. As he came by the ring, he reached under and pulled out a few weapons of destruction (that included two tables, a ladder, and a broomstick among other items). Conan slid in the ring, and dumped out his bag.
A frying pan, a six pack of Heineken, a bucket, and of course an Xbox.
*SMACK!*
Rhett immeadiately took the initiative to get things started and the advantage with a brutal chair shot over Conan's head! The Hardcore Champion droped like a sack of shit, which lead to a steel chair crashing against his five foot frame several times. While being pummeled, Leprechaun desperately searched for a route to safety and rolled forward toward the frying pan in the ring. After reaching his feet and ducking a swing from Locke's chair, he lifted the Frying pan and sent it straight into Rhett's ribcage!
"My turn y' feckin eejit!"
Conan pulled out a Heineken from the six pack as the Vagrant stood back up. Quickly he jumped up and sent it crashing into Rhett's face! Rhett stumbled back and Leprechaun took a swig of the now spewing beer and proceeded to hinder Locke once more with a shot with the frying pan! The Number One Contender fell to the mat and Leprechaun proceeded to berate Locke by pouring the rest of the beer onto Rhett's face!
The fans were cheering at the top of their lungs, too. That is until Rhett grabbed Conan's ankle and twisted it. From there Rhett jumped up and literally lifted the five foot Hardcore Champion by the throat and threw him through the second and third rope to the floor!
"This doesn't look good for Leprechaun!" Nerdstrom commented, and it certainly wasn't. Rhett bounced off the opposite side of the ring's ropes and vaulted the other side's, performing a huge plauncha onto the just getting up Conan.
Rhett soon placed the two tables side by side, and lifted Leprechaun. However Locke got an onslaught he didn't expect and was met with several jabs to his stomach. Rhett curled over holding his stomach, stupidly, and Conan swung upward with a huge uppercut that sent Locke reeling onto the table! Conan took the opportunity to capitalize and lifted up the broom stick...
*CRACK!*
Except that sound was made atleast seven times as Conan brought the stick down on his challenger in a whip-like motion. Soon, when he felt that Rhett was good and ready, the Hardcore Champion climbed up onto the apron. Conan was quick to reach one side, run, and guillotine legdrop Locke, and both plummeted through the now warped and broken tables!
"PIW! PIW! PIW!"
The crowd chanted as Rhett and Leprechaun slowly reached their feet. Leprechaun shoved Locke back into the ring, and the crowd began an overwhelming chant of 'CONAN! CONAN! CONAN!' However, the chant would be cut short as an all too familiar man rushed down the ramp with the T.V. title.
Sharc.
Quickly he slid into the ring, and...
*SMACK!*
Decked Conan the Leprechaun with it.
Rhett took the opportunity and lifted up the Xbox, watching with a twisted smile. Sharc ran up the ramp, and left Conan to Rhett's dismantling. However, another visitor would be arriving, and the fans were absolutely bananas!
Brandon Wolf!
"What the hell!?!" Mike Brown screamed as he noticed in the background Sylo's silhouette. Brandon nearly reached the ring, nearly, until he was taken out by Sylo! "The crowd's going insane!"
Rhett climbed up the top rope, meanwhile, with the Xbox at his disposal. He carefully placed it under his leg as he reached the third turnbuckle. Noticing Leprechaun wasn't moving, he jumped!
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...
And guillotine legdropped the Xbox over Conan's head!
Rhett rushed for the cover, and the fans immeadiately began throwing trash!
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Rhett had won!! He quickly grabbed his title and got outta there as the fans continued to throw trash at him
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