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And the music rang out as the green pyro went up. The fans went wild as the green lights danced around the arena, and Pimp stared at the stage, leaning over the top rope. He waited for a good minute while the fans cheered. Pimp stood up straight and paced along the ropes for another minute or so while “The Money” seemed to play over and over. Even the fans lost their cheering ability.

J.R: What the hell is going on King?

King: I was just about to ask you.

J.R: Hmm…

King: What could be taking him so long?

J.R: WAIT! WHAT THE….?


CRRRRRAAAAACCCCCKKKKKKKK


Pimp drops to the mat in a slump, holding his spine in agony!!!



McKain just screams, as he lifts up the steel chair again, and bashes it over Pimps back!!! Pimp screams out again, and so does McKain, as he lifts, and lowers it once more, driving it into the back of his head!!!! Pimp lies motionless on the mat!!!

J.R: Oh my god!!!

King: What the hell!?!?

The fans are speechless! Most who don’t know how to react, react with boos!! Their beloved DP has just decimated the IC Champion!!!

You know what?!?! I’ve had it with you!! I’ve been working here for a while, and during that time, one thing always bothered me. There was just…something not right around here. Just now…just tonight, I realized what that thing was! It was YOU!!!

You run around here Pimp, talking shit and doing what you want, but the thing is… no one even likes you!!! You’re the WORST Intercontinental Champion we’ve EVER had!!! You’re a disgrace to CW! You’re a Disgrace to the belt! You’re a disgrace to wrestling!!

So tonight- right here… right now… I’m not asking you to step down as champion- I’m STRIPPING you of the Intercontinental Championship!!!

At the next event- I’m declaring a Ladder Match for the INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP!!! Sign-ups will be posted on my office door later this month, and it’s open to whoever wants the opportunity! Someone get this piece of trash out of my ring already!!!

”The Money” hit again, as McKain dropped the mic, and the chair, and kicked Pimp, forcing him to roll over. The belt had become unbuttoned, and he rolled right out of it, allowing Kevin to stand up with it in his hand. He threw it over his shoulder and headed up the ramp, a delightful little grin on his face….