I already came to terms with the fact WM was going to be some fukkery this year, so it doesn't bother me.
Don't have a horse in the race, so please join me for another episode of 'Mark-sterpiece Theatre'
*Fade In*
Midway through the match Ambrose, frustrated with being picked on by both of the bigger men, rolls out of the ring and goes to the timekeepers area.
He's asking where his jacket is. Lillian hands it to him, afraid for her safety.
As Dean rummages through the pockets, we get a close up of what he went to retreieve.
A vial of cocaine and a handgun.
But not just any handgun.
The years have taken their toll on it, but OH. MY. GOD. It's.......
THE PILLMAN 9MM.
Dean snorts the cocaine, getting a rush of manic energy from its mystical powers.
Both of his opponents look on dumbfounded.
He rolls back into the ring, points the pistol at Brock and pulls the trigger and....
*click*
Nothing happens.
It dawns on Brock the gun might have jammed,
Dean looks like he's about to start panicking
Roman knows that once Brock catches a hot one - he's next.
Brock and Roman charge at Ambrose.
The lights go off and we hear two gunshots fired.
The lights come back on and Brock and Roman are lying in the centre of the ring, dead.
Dean scurries over to Roman and pins him.
The referee has pissed himself from fright.
Dean points the gun at him and asks if he wants to some of this too
The Ref reluctantly counts:
1.
2
3
Dean shoots him as well.
Dean's music hits as the SWAT team sprints down to the ring in full tactical marksman gear.
Dean jumps the barricade and hightails it out of the building.
He goes on the run until Mania,
*Credits*
I call this storyline 'ARMED AND DEANGEROUS'
