*Blood by KMFDM plays as Marcus Williams and Bloodbath walk out to a huge pop, these fans are rabid, and they'd cheer at just about anything right now. Marcus doesn't realise this and has a huge smile on his face, thinking that this is for him. Bloodbath understands though, but since he's had crowd reactions twice as loud when he wrestles, he doesn't seem to care really. They get to the ring, and Marcus grabs the mic from Taylor, who seemed to be a bit reluctant to hand it over.*

Marcus: Welcome... to FRIDAY NIGHT CHAOS! Man that feels a little strange, Saying FRIDAY instead of Wednesday... but it IS Friday, so what the hell... Anyway, we got one hell of a show lined up for you all, in the 2nd last Chaos of all time.

Bloodbath: Oh yeah, we got a main event and a half tonight... it's the battle of the returning UEW stars, as Justin Sane, a man who hasn't wrestled here in quite a while, faces a man who's coming off an injury, and my arch rival, the Big AC. This is going to be a lesson in wrestling here tonight, both these guys are amazing.

Marcus: Also tonight, in a non title match, a guy who's climbed the ladder quicker than anyone here in the UEW, "The Crazed Redneck" Billy Stark, will take on National Champion Davey Scott. Billy Stark is on a hot streak as of late, although many have been questioning it in the back... and Davey Scott may just be able to put an end to it.

Bloodbath: And in what I'm sure must be considered the first ever pure luchadore match ever here in the UEW, Unabomb of the 3-Pac will take on Super Lucha MooCow. for the first time ever, MooCow will not be extremely outweighed... This is going to be something right here, I've always been a big fan of the luchadores, and tonight we get two of the best.

Marcus: And coming up next, "Superstar" Chip Collins will take on Earl Pool, in another match of this feud between the New Footloose Superstars and the Synchronized Swimmers. We'll be back in a moment with that match!

*PROMO for Chaos next week, featuring AC vs EZ: The ShowStopper*

Marcus: Battle of the tag team greats coming up right here! Chip Collins set to meet one half the tag team champions of the world Earl Pool! Both men have asked their partners to remain in the back this one will be a strait up fight for superiority!

Bloodbath: I have followed Chip Collins career around I have seen him in the indies and this guy does know singles wrestling, I�ll be honest I don�t really know much about Pool�s skills as a single, but from what we have seen of him he can hold his own in the ring!

Marcus: Let�s go to Taylor in the ring!

*Taylor is in the ring batting eyelashes and breaking hearts.*

Taylor: This match is scheduled for one fall. It has a ten minute time limit. Introducing first from the team of the Synchronized Swimmers from Fort Lauderdale Florida...One half of the UEW Tag Team Champions, This is Earl Pool!!!!!

*Earl comes out as "Wipe Out" thumps from above. He has a somewhat shagrined look on his face as he has no partner to "swim" with. The fans seem to give him a large but mixed reaction. Pool hops up on the apron and steps in under the second rope...he starts a routine...then waves it off lookin lonely.*

Taylor: His opponent for the evening, from New Orleans, and representing the team of the New Footloose Superstars, this is Chip Collins!

*"Perfect Strangers" by Deep Purple starts to play as Chip Collins also solo makes his way to the ring. Chip walks up the steel steps as he gets to the ring then leaps over the top rope. Chip remains in his corner and awaits the bell, both men seem to be jawing back and forth.*

DING DING DING

Marcus: Both competitors right out in the middle of the ring....collar elbow tie up....it�s a test of strength here... Earl Pool drops down and hooks a leg...tripping up Collins back into the ropes...Collins grabs Pool by the shoulders and on the fly hip tosses him over!

Bloodbath: Pool rolls back up but Collins meets him right away with a hard clothesline! That planted Pool in the deep end!

Marcus: Ugh.

Bloodbath: Cut me some slack it�s early! Chip Collins right on top of him with an wrist breaker....really tying it up there. Pool is going to get the break though he�s way to close to the ropes for that move to have any real effect! Collins up quick...sends Pool to the far side...

Marcus: Pool ducks a clothesline attempt from Collins...Pool into the ropes...comes back...Collins drops and we have HIGH back body drop! Big air there for Pool! Collins into the ropes now and drops a big leg across the neck of the down and out Pool!

Bloodbath: Collins rolls over into a pinning combination!

Ref: 1.....

Marcus: Pool up before two! Chip Collins back up to his feet and tries to stomp away at Pool...But Pool catches the leg...twists and slams Collins face first to the mat...Pool right on him...what�s he hooking up here...

Bloodbath: Apears to be a surfboard....he�s got him hooked, rolls back and what a great deal of pain that is puting into the back of Collins here....man right out in the middle of the ring too. No where for Collins to go and no way that he can reach the ropes....The ref is checking him....technically if this doesn�t work fast...it becomes a pinning prediciment for Pool....

Marcus: That appears to be the deal! The ref is down and he starts the count but Pool releases the hold...Pool back up to his feet, and he pulls Collins up with him by the hair! Pool flings Collins long into the ropes...he is going to return the favor for the high back body drop...

Bloodbath: No dice! Collins stops short and kicks Pool in the chest! Pool upright...Collins goes belly to belly and suplexes him over!!!! Pool dazed manages to roll into the ropes to avoid a pinning situation...I have to tell you for two guys so long in the tag game...these guys are putting on a singles show here!

Marcus: Chip Now over to Pool...Chip bends over to pull him up and Pool thumbs the eye! Chip getting up quickly and scoops up the blinded Chip Collins into what looks like a running Power slam....now too low...got to change plans...setting up for a tombstone here....Collins is kicking....he reverses it...

Bloodbath: Look at that! The momentum has carried them back over and Pool is on top...and DRIVES him head first into the mat! Pool going for the pin...but the ref waves it off...Collins has a foot on the ropes! Man this is quickly becoming a very technical match up! Pool up fast and he looks seriously unhappy....Pool now walks over to the other side of the ring...

Marcus: Collins still laying over there in the corner...and Pool gets a run...and baseball slides...nails Collins and smushes him into the ring post! Collins holding his ribs as he gets up...Pool up already and help him up to his feet too....Pool hooks up the head of Collins...DDT?

Bloodbath: No...Collins reverses it...lifts Pool into the air....and front slam suplexes him right on his back! Both men down...that may have been pure instinct on the part of Collins!

Marcus: I am totally impressed with both of these guys!

Bloodbath: Both guys giving it there all...so much so they are both laid out right here right now! Wait...Both men stirring....

Marcus: Pool is up first but Collins is not far behind! Pool walks over to Collins... Collins grabs Earl Pool in a waistlock, and... BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! That's the setup!

Bloodbath: It certainly is, and Chip waits on him to get up, Earl Pool slowly to his feet, and... LIGHTS OUT BY CHIP! and the cover!

REF: 1......2......3

DING DING DING

Taylor: Here's your winner... CHIP COLLINS!

Marcus: Chip Collins wins, and avenges the chlorine in his eyes from last week. Folks, we're taking a quick break, when we come back, it's the other half of the NFS, Super Lucha MooCow, vs Unabomb of the 3-Pac!

*UEW's going out of business sale: All Merchandise 50% off, or 100% off if the vendor has their back turned while you grab stuff off the souvenire table.*

Bloodbath: Alright, now it's time for the luchadores... and if you'll excuse me a moment, I have to go to the ring because I don't think this ref is trained for this type of match.

Marcus: What are you talking about?

Bloodbath: Just hold on.

*Bloodbath takes off his headset and walks away from the announce table, into the ring, and Taylor hands him the mic.*

Bloodbath: Alright, now... uh... ref... sorry I don't know your name... ANYWAY, nothing against you, but I just don't feel you're trained well enough to handle the high flying action of Luchadores... so allow me to introduce the special guest referee for this match!

Marcus: Special guest referee?

*The lights dim, and Blood by KMFDM starts to play... and Rick Cobbs walks out wearing a referee's uniform! the fans don't know what to think of this one... some are cheering, some are shocked, and some just boo. Taylor stands in the ring not looking impressed at all. Rick Cobbs walks to the ring slapping hands with the fans, then gets to the ring, climbs in, and shakes Bloodbath's hand. Bloodbath then walks out of the ring and back to the announce table.*

Marcus: RICK COBBS? This guy's not trained as a referee at all! what the hell is he doing out here to referee such a match? Bloodbath what's this all about?

Bloodbath: Well the guy has a family, and I couldn't just let him go, not like that, with some chick beating him up and all... so I gave him a new job as a ref. hopefully he'll be able to keep up with these ultra-fast guys. Ok Taylor's about to do her thing... then maybe after that she'll do the ring intros... HAHAHA I love that joke...

Marcus: Whatever... Taylor?

Taylor: Thanks Marc... This match is scheduled for one fall, with a 20 minute time limit... coming to the ring first, accompanied by his partner, "Superstar" Chip Collins... from Mexico, weighing 150lbs... SUPER LUCHA MOOCOW!

*a cow spot pattern appears on the runway, as Perfect Strangers by Deep Purple plays. Chip Collins walks out still in his wrestling gear, and MooCow walks out, wearing his standard cow-looking mask, and spotted tights. He walks to the ring quickly, then jumps up on the apron, then over the top rope.*

Taylor: And his opponent... accompanied by his manager, Eddie Lukin, as well as Demios, and the UEW Unified Universal Heavyweight Champion, Phobos... representing the 3-Pac, weighing 165lbs... UNABOMB!

*It's On by Korn plays as the 3-Pac walks out. Unabomb is wearing his standard black mask, long black wrestling tights, black gloves, and a shirt that says "Jack Off 24:7". Unabomb gets to the ring, and rolls in, then climbs up to the top rope, and starts motioning "jacking off". It'd be censored on any other show but this. Unabomb jumps down, and waits for the bell.*

Marcus: Alright, well... umm... Rick Cobbs calls for the bell, and this one is on, Unabomb and MooCow now circling each other, and Rick doesn't seem to know what to do with himself, so he goes and stands in a corner. Unabomb and MooCow now lock up, and MooCow grabs an arm and twists. Unabomb now spins around, and reverses, twisting MooCow's arm. MooCow now flips backward, and rolls over, flipping Unabomb over in the process!

Bloodbath: This is going to just be a pure luchadore match right here, you can tell just by that little exchange right there. MooCow back to his feet, and Unabomb back to his, and Unabomb runs right at MooCow... MooCow sidesteps and kicks Unabomb in the back of the leg, making him fly towards the ropes, and Unabomb hits the top rope ass first and falls on his back!

Marcus: MooCow now walks over to Unabomb, and grabs him by the mask and pulls him back to his feet. MooCow grabs Unabomb's arm, and whips him to the ropes... wait, Unabomb reverses, sending MooCow to the ropes. MooCow comes back, and Unabomb nails him with a dropkick to the knees! MooCow drops to the mat holding his legs!

Bloodbath: Well that's the thing about these guys, the Luchadores have to rely on leg strength for all their high flying stuff, and Unabomb is taking MooCow's away from him. Unabomb now pulls MooCow back to his feet, and grabs his leg, and picks him up, and... drops him down into a knee breaker!

Marcus: even through the mask you can see the look of pain on MooCow's face, as Unabomb works the knees. Unabomb now pulls MooCow to his feet, and... throws him over the top rope!

Bloodbath: Oh yeah this is where it gets interesting right here! MooCow slowly getting back to his feet on the outside, as Unabomb holds onto the top rope... MooCow back up, and Unabomb springs out... MooCow jumps up, and nails Unabomb with a dropkick as he was coming out! what a counter!

Marcus: Unabomb down holding his stomach, and MooCow now back up onto the apron, and he waits for Unabomb to get back to his feet here... Unabomb slowly back to his feet, and MooCow backs up on the apron and runs, and jumps... FLYING HEADSCISSORS OFF THE APRON TO THE FLOOR!

Bloodbath: Unabomb goes down, and... wait a minute, what's the 3-Pac doing here? they're all converging here on MooCow, who's getting back to his feet. Referee Rick Cobbs is telling them to get away from him, but they're not listening, MooCow turns around and he's met by Demios who lifts him up in a gorilla press... and he throws him back into the ring over the top rope!

Marcus: Well Rick here is warning the 3-Pac that he'll disqualify Unabomb if they don't leave MooCow alone, and now Phobos helps Unabomb to his feet, and Unabomb now rolls back into the ring here as MooCow now gets back to his feet. Unabomb back to his feet, and MooCow comes towards Unabomb, and goes for a spinning kick, but Unabomb ducks! Unabomb now scoops MooCow up, and slams him down!

Bloodbath: Unabomb starts doing that jacking off motion, and now he points to the top corner. Unabomb climbs out onto the apron, and climbs up to the top, I don't know what we're going to see from him up here... he jumps, and... SENTON SPLASH! and a cover by Unabomb! Cobbs takes his sweet ass time getting over there!

Cobbs: 1......2..

Marcus: MooCow able to kick out, and Unabomb is not too impressed with Rick Cobb's sluggishness. MooCow now from behind grabs Unabomb and rolls him up!

Cobbs: 1......2...

Bloodbath: No! Unabomb kicks right back up. Both men to their feet here, and MooCow now grabs Unabomb by the arm and whips him to the ropes, no Unabomb reverses sending MooCow to the ropes. MooCow comes back, and Unabomb puts his head down... MooCow with a leapfrog, and he hits the ropes on the other side... wait, Demios pulled the rope down, and MooCow fell over the top!

Marcus: Unabomb now waits in the middle of the ring as MooCow gets back to his feet, and he's looking pretty pissed off at the 3-Pac here... Unabomb now runs, as MooCow turns around, and Unabomb jumps... SOMMERSAULT PLANCHA! and both men go down!

Bloodbath: What a move by Unabomb! he's the first one up, and he starts doing that jack off motion again, and the crowd isn't really too receptive of this guy, they don't seem to like him.

Marcus: Yeah, a chronic masturbator just doesn't have the same appeal as a guy who dresses like a cow. Anyway, Unabomb pulls MooCow back to his feet, and throws him back into the ring, and climbs back up onto the apron. MooCow back to his feet, and Unabomb grabs the top rope, and springs in... Springboard Frankensteiner... NO! MooCow reverses with a powerbomb! and a cover by MooCow!

Cobbs: 1......2.....

Bloodbath: NO! Unabomb kicks out! that was a close one right there! MooCow now pulls Unabomb back to his feet, and scoop slams him near a corner, and he's calling for the 450 splash! He goes to the top rope, and jumps right up... he turns around, and... 450 SPLASH... NO! Unabomb brings his knees up! MooCow down hard holding his stomach!

Marcus: Unabomb to his feet, and he backs himself into a corner... and continues that damn jacking off motion! this guy has one hell of a strange obsession here, and he's going faster and faster here, what the hell is wrong with thus guy?

Bloodbath: I have no idea, but he keeps going, as MooCow now slowly gets back to his feet, and... Unabomb lunges and nails MooCow with a superkick! He calls that the Super Jack-Off Kick '99!

Marcus: Well MooCow is laid out here, and now Unabomb quickly pulls him back to his feet, and throws him to the corner, and now starts to set him up on the top, he's going to try something high-impact right here... he starts to climb up... wait MooCow punches Unabomb, knocking him back down to the apron, and now MooCow grabs him by the head, and... Super Duper MooFoo Orange Chicken Drop of Death! that Tornado DDT of MooCows, and that's gotta be it!

Cobbs: 1......2......3

DING DING DING

Taylor: Here's your winner... Super Lucha MooCow!

Bloodbath: The Super Orange Chicken What???

Marcus: That's what MooCow told me that move is called, but either way, it got the win! a great match right there, and folks, we'll be back in a moment for the next match.