We have just learnt that tomorrow on Chaos, we will find out who will compete against Vivica at Night of Legends after Smokey booked a #1 contender's Fatal Fourway match between Juno Mercury, Pieces Pink, Sugar and Spice.
Domino has also been granted permission by Smokey to speak to the IWA fans about recent weeks. Why has he been singling out Sagittarius Blue? Hopefully questions will be answered tomorrow but how will Blue respond?
Speaking of returnees, Ryan Wells appeared on IWA TV for the first time in over a month and stared down Oscar Layman. Will we find out tomorrow why he chose then to reappear?
And finally, Jackson Smith has been discharged from the hospital and will be on Chaos tomorrow! What will Smith have to say to the Demon Cyborg, Ano Doom?
Big things expected to happen tomorrow on Chaos, so be sure to skip Wrestlemania to watch it!
*The scene opens up to what appears to be one of the lounges in the arena instead of the usual vlog hosting undisclosed location. In the vicinty lies a few fake plants, a snack machine and a sofa currently preoccupied by Kayfabulous who both look towards the camera pointing at them, with huge grins. Instead of wearing street clothes, both men are dressed in semi-casual attire, no suits but with dress shoes and ties. Across from them is one stool, indicating that one person will show up. A studio audience clapping sound effect gets mixed in as the camera pans around the room a bit.*
Macoonie: We're not dead after all!
Drek: I think they can see that, Ron.
Macoonie: I know, I know. It's just that we haven't done a vlog in a while so I thought that we would inform our fans out there, one in particular named @BTB, that we're still out there and that we don't plan on going away any time soon.
Drek: You'd think after all of those..."gifts", that we had to send back to him, that he'd know that already. Speaking of which, the last box we had to send back to him felt pretty light. You sure we sent everything back to him?
*Macoonie's eyes dart across the room until they become fixated on the snack machine, away from Drek.*
Drek: You didn't.
Macoonie: WHAT?! I couldn't help myself!
Drek: You actually kept that entire case of English tea cakes?!
Macoonie:.....and the Katie Green posters...and the bobblehead...and the antique Queen's Guard musket...
Drek: The less I know, the better. Anyways folks, today, we'll be introducing our next guest for our interview pretty soon. You didn't here this from us but apparently, he plays poker with The Terminator and Robocop on Saturdays.
Macoonie: If that wasn't a huge hint as to who it is, I don't know what is. Way to give it away.
Drek: Hey, I know Jonathan Seahawk watches our vlogs regularly so at least I managed to keep .01% of our audience still guessing.
*A laugh track plays along with a rimshot.*
Drek: So without further delay, give a warm welcome to the one and only...Ano Dooooooooooooooom!
*Fake booing and hissing starts as Ano Doom walks onto the set and silently sits on the stool, never taking his eyes off of the two hosts.*
Macoonie: Now Doom, we understand you're a busy man...robot...demon thing and that your circuits aren't patience retardant, we'll more right along with our questions.
1. Who do you plan on destroying in the near future?
Ano Doom: Any and all who get in my way. It makes no difference; there's really not set name, or beginning or end of who's next. I'll break every damn son of a bitch out there as far as I'm concerned. I don't care about none of them, just wanna kill 'em. Get in the way and get taken down. If I had to name a few though, Jackson Smith will probably be crushed again on Chaos when he returns, because that guy just never learns. I've never been too crazy about Sagittarius Blue either, so maybe him. You two aren't exactly on my good side right about now either.
Macoonie: Don't blame me. It's Drek's fault for not having the cheering audio clip introduce you instead of the booing one.
Drek: I beg your pardon, good sir?!
2. Do you have Chrome built into your internal software?
Ano Doom: Is that a joke? You two wiseasses are not funny at all. There is nothing to joke about regarding the masterpiece of an expertly genetically and physically engineered specimen in front of you. The only thing built into me is the red alert, constant attack plan of smashing everyone until they're below me on the floor. The Demon Cyborg is programmed to feed off the energy of fallen enemies, and shattered souls. Break them down, and take their souls. Steal their life in the blink of an eye. Next question now.
Drek:.........yeah. Let's move on.
3. What exactly are you here for?
Ano Doom: Easiest one yet. To tear the entire place down. To shake their frame of IWA to its very core. I've come to drive down to the ground every single opponent I ever meet, and slam their bodies into the Earth. I sit here right now with you boys, Plotting my next move in my silent mind's eye at this very moment. I can and will hit every one who gets in my way like a 2 ton collision with superhuman strength and speed. Nothing can compare to me. I swallow the exuded life force of every broken challenger and use it to furtherly fuel my hellish desires to become the unstoppable machine everyone doesn't want to get in a ring with. Its going to be ended careers, every night, every match, every PPV, and every chaos. I'm personally guaranteeing you right here now...Mark my words, Drek and Maconie, Next time I see Jackson "The Boss" Smith, I'm putting his wrestling career to rest that night. He'll be back this Chaos too because he can't learn the lesson, he never does. Its just this simple: Step up and get knocked down. I'm after careers and titles.
Macoonie: That's the problem with these terminator type characters. They want to test their mettle but want to destory any and all available lifeforms around. Well whatever, on to our final question...
4. Quick, if you're a half demon, what is the true third circle of hell like?
Ano Doom: More funny talk huh? You know you two foolhardy bastards are really starting to get on my nerves. The third circle of what you call Hell, or what I and everyone else their knows as The Netherworld, is cold and dark. It is a land absent of conscience or caring. Feelings don't exist there. Only violence and destruction. Lives end there as quickly as they begin here. You look the other way and your finished for good. It is reached only through the eight dimension, which is reached itself by crossing over from a hidden gate in the fifth dimension. The one known as Sid Redfang The Returned will alert you to its presence by only exhibiting the correct display. Rip the head off an enemy, reanimate the soul of the slain and then bring forth a fiend from beyond the grave through this process. Then and only then will he deem you worthy of access.
Drek: I haven't felt this awkward since I was dragged to my first NAMBLA meeting.
Drek: Don't ask. Anyways, thanks for coming, Doom. Let's give him a round of applause, everyone!
*The booing audio clips plays instead. Doom doesn't look amused at all. He gets up to leave but before he leaves, he raises his hands in the air and a flame shoots up from between the couch that Kayfabulous is sitting on.*
Drek: Great, our couch is ruined, I think I got second degree burns and worst of all, Kane's gonna sue us. Macoonie: Yep. Definitely. Should we weep and lament about our losses as we close the show?
Drek: Meh, why not?
*The two start sobbing pathetically as the lights dim and the scene fades to black.*