Digital Championship Wrestling: Jaster Rogue vs. Manny Calavera in a Hell in a Cell Match!

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Eric: I had a prior engagement. Sorry about that.

Paul: Prior engagement?!

Eric: Honest. It was really important.

Paul: You left me sitting at the desk with Smarter Child for…for WHAT!

Paul: What was so goddamn important, Eric?!

Eric: Um…well, I don’t exactly remember…

Paul: I…I need you here.

Eric: …but, I’m sure it was life altering.

Paul: With me.

Eric: I think I was, um, sleeping.

Paul: …

Eric: Aren’t you glad to have me back!


Paul: So how about tonight’s matchup, EH, Eric?

Eric: We sure have a DOOZY lined up tonight, don’t we Paul?

Eric: And it is all happening in the most destructive object known to mankind.

Paul: Are you ready for this one, gamefans?

Paul: DCW’s first ever…


Paul: First time EVER.


Paul: For those caught unawares, the Hell in a Cell is a cage…a really BIG cage…that SURROUNDS the ring, with lots of space between the cage and the ring.

Paul: And it has a roof.

Paul: Two competitors are locked inside the steel structure, and they fight till they can’t fight no more.

Eric: I sure hope this doesn’t end in someone being footless.

Paul: Must we keep bringing up that match?

Paul: No, no we mustn’t.

Paul: Not when our two competitors are already ready to go at it!

Paul: In one corner, we’ve got that loveable sword-wielding scamp from Rogue Galaxy…Jaster Rogue!

Paul: And in the other…Manny Calavera, a travel agent who’s the hero of point-and-click adventure Grim Fandango.

Eric: I can feel the electricity in the air tonight, Franzen! This is gonna be special.

Paul: Did I mention that Manny’s a skeleton? ‘Cause he is.

Eric: A friggin’ skeleton!?

Eric: Poor Jaster really has his work cut out for himself tonight.

Paul: How do you figure? Dude’s got a sword, and there ain’t exactly any DQs in a Hell in a Cell match.

Eric: Only blunt weapons work versus skeletons, though.

Eric: You played D&D.

Paul: I did! And, that came up in Two Worlds, too.

Paul: For the longest time these weak-ass skeletons were my most difficult enemy, ’cause I was dual wielding swords and didn’t have magic.

Paul: And I didn’t know WTF the problem was.

Eric: Smoooooth.

Paul: I had to Google “Two Worlds” and “WHY CAN’T I KILL ANY GODDAMN SKELETONS”.

Paul: Or something like that.

Paul: Friggin’ bastards! Why don’t swords work on them!

Eric: ‘Cause they aren’t alive. And swords don’t break bones.

Paul: I don’t know, man.

Paul: If I’m swinging a giant hunk of metal at a skeleton with a lot of power, you’d think something would happen.

Eric: Well, a normal skeleton, sure.

Eric: But this one moves around and shit, man.

Paul: ANYWAY! Look’s like Jaster’s ready to get this action started, as he’s charging straight toward Manny with his sword drawn!

Eric: I guess Jaster is about as worldly traveled as you, eh Paul?

Paul: He hits Manny straight on in the chest, the sword plunging through Manny’s three-piece suit and coming out on the other side!

Paul: And Manny just laughs. And laughs, and laughs, and laughs.

Eric: Shaking off the look of dumbfoundment, Jaster thrusts his sword again and again, to no effect on the mighty skeleton.

Paul: Manny’s gonna have to pick up a new suit before he goes on any more sales calls…but, yeah, other than that, Jaster’s not having a lot of luck.

Paul: Jaster finally pulls his sword out of the skeleton and tosses it aside. I sure hope he had a Plan B for this contest.

Eric: It looks like he is going to try the old-fashioned approach!

Paul: Which appears to be getting his ass beat by the undead! Manny grabbed the kid by the throat and throttled him before tossing him to the ground like a government mule.

Eric: Who goes around tossing mules; that’s just some kind of evil.

Eric: Jaster, undeterred by the beating he is taking, is back up to his knees, still with that competitive fire in his eyes! He charges toward Manny.

Paul: And Manny backdrops him over the top rope and down to the hard, uncovered concrete floor of the James Pond Memorial Coliseum.

Eric: OUCH! Maybe we should have that taken care of.

Eric: Really, how much does padding cost?

Paul: Jaster’s dazed and confused, but he’s back up to his feet and trying to get back into the ring…

Paul: …but just as he approaches the ring apron, Manny hits him in the face with a baseball slide, sending him flying backwards to the cold steel of the cell!

Eric: Unable to stand, Jaster is grabbing a hold of the cage, trying to pull himself up.

Paul: As Manny bounces off the ropes on the other side of the ring…

Paul: …comes charging forward…

Paul: …hops ON TO THE TOP ROPE…


Eric: Yowie zowie! Never in all my years have I seen such a thing!

Paul: Jaster crumples to the floor—he’s a complete mess, but Manny’s not done with him yet!

Paul: What do you think the kid’s done to draw Manny’s ire so, Captain?

Eric: I haven’t the faintest of clues! Maybe he cost Manny a few clients.

Paul: That’d do it! Manny’s stuck in the underworld until he can bring enough dough to his employer to pay off some mysterious debt.

Paul: At least, I haven’t gotten too far in the game yet, so that’s the only part of the story I know.

Paul: Wait…what’s this! Manny’s climbing up the interior of the cage with Jaster on his shoulders…what he’s trying to accomplish is anyone’s guess.

Eric: That sure looks awkward!

Eric: I hope no one falls.

Eric: They might get a nasty bump!

Paul: Up, up they go to the top of the cell…and they’re just under the roof now! Not sure what Manny’s gonna do from here…he can’t get on top from this angle.

Paul: There’s only one way to go.

Eric: Down?

Eric: It’s down, right? Am I right?


Eric: Me so smart.

Paul: But…Manny doesn’t seem to agree! He’s using his superskeleteon strength to lift Jaster up and repeatedly slam his body up against the ceiling of the cell!

Eric: Oh GOD! It’s raining blood inside the hellish contraption now!

Eric: This is just brutal to watch!

Eric: Has this skeleton no soul?! No sense of decency?!

Paul: Can I make a “well, he IS a salesman!” comment here, or would that be too cliché?

Eric: Well, you are one walking cliché, Franzen. I would expect nothing less.

Paul: Well, he is a salesman!

Eric: …

Paul: Jaster’s gone completely limp at this point, and I gotta think we’re mere moments away from Referee Marty Jannetty just calling the match.

Paul: It’s over, Marty! Somebody ring the damn bell!

Eric: Marty seems to be on his smoke break.

Eric: A shame, really. Poor Jaster—his life had not even truly begun.

Paul: And now, it may truly…be…ov—wait a second! Is that a flicker of life I see behind Jaster’s eyes?!

Eric: No. No it isn’t.

Paul: Yeah, I guess you’re right.

Eric: But wait! Jaster musters the strength for one of the weakest elbows to the face I’ve ever seen.

Eric: Yet SOMEHOW, it seems to have made Manny lose his grip on the cell!

Eric: Both men are tumbling down to the canvas!

Paul: And they hit the mat with a thundering thud!!

Paul: Jaster seems to have landed on top of Manny…and Marty runs over to make the count!


Eric: Can he finish it?

Paul: ONE.

Paul: TWO!




Eric: He sure doesn’t look too pleased by this turn of events.

Paul: That skeleton’s not dead yet, Eric!

Paul: He pushes Jaster to the side, and he…flops down on top of him!

Paul: ONE!

Paul: TWO!

Paul: THREE!!!

Eric: Wow.

Eric: DCW: THE home for EXCITING finishes!

Paul: You better believe it!

Paul: And, let me point out, that BOTH competitors still have both of their legs.

Paul: …

Paul: What’s this?? Is that a…chainsaw I hear?!

Paul: It is! I’d recognize that hat anywhere! It’s CARMEN SANDIEGO!

Eric: …

Eric: No!

Eric: NO!

Eric: Cut the music! CUT the music! Turn the lights out! This show is OVER, folks.

The show fades to black as a chainsaw-wielding Carmen Sandiego enters the ring.

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