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When? Last night, moments before the end of the greatest PPV in e-wrestling, nah, make that wrestling history

Who? Who else? The first man eliminated from the main event, and the only lucky biotch to avoid getting a ladder dropped on him, god's gift to women, Jimmy "The Rage" Martinez.

Jimmy hobbles to the back room, holding his knee which is bruised up from the fall he took. He looks around before deciding to get to the tech room to watch the rest of the show on the monitors. "What's going on boys?" Jimmy says as he slips into the back of the room, just to watch.

On the screen, the ladder collapses leaving a bloody mess...

Everyone winces, looking a bit disgusted...Even Jimmy's cold exterior breaks, "Oh my god! Whoever survives this deserves that title.." Jimmy pours himself a cup of coffee.

The match continues, with Chris Damn getting the win. Everyone in the tech room breaks out in applause.

Jimmy holds up his cup of coffee, "Chris Damn..you may be the toughest son of a biotch that I've ever seen! You deserve that title...Doesn't mean I'm not gonna take it off you some day, but for now, you reign supreme"

One of the techies moves next to Jimmy, "You really took care of Doomsday..."

"Yeah...but I ain't proud of how I won...," Jimmy bows his head slightly, "I'm just proud that I did win! And what about those damn fans? Cheer me one week, boo me the next...what a bunch of marks! Let's cheer the faces, and boo the heels...when the guy's neither, we can change our minds whenever we want...Makes me sick...worst part of this business if you ask me..."

"That's harsh, Jimmy..."

"Life usually is, my good man...I mean look at Joey Jackson...The Eagle...whatever he wants to call himself...he makes a name for himself by Trace screwing me over and Joey stealing a win, and now where has his career gone...two losses in a row. I may not have won the title, but at least I came to the dance...where were you rookie? Nursing your little wounds? Too bad, so bad..."

"Now, how come Chris Damn is holding that title instead of me? I'll give you a hint, he can't spell his name right and doesn't know when to keep his hands off the Rage. Alek Cage, I don't know what possessed you to screw me out of the title, but you've got something to answer for. I'll calling you out, punk! I want your @$$...and not in a Trace Van Rear End kinda way, I just wanna kick it all over this arena!"

"So what do you say, Alek Cage...you ready to meet me one on one?"

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