Rufus Poochyfud's House

In a dimly lit room filled with opulent furniture, velvet curtains, and a roaring fire in the background. Rufus Poochyfud stood in front of the fire, wearing an immaculately tailored suit with a crimson pocket square. His hair was slicked back, and his smile is unnervingly wide. As he began to speak, his tone was calm and calculated, but it became more frenzied with every word.

Rufus Poochyfud: Ah, New Year Rising... the dawn of a new era. Or should I say, the end of one? You see, War Games isn’t just a match. It’s not just steel and carnage. No, no, no... it’s a stage. A grand theater for the ultimate act of betrayal and dominance. And I, Rufus Poochyfud, will be the one standing tall when the curtain falls!

He stepped closer to the camera, his voice dripping with malice.

Rufus Poochyfud: For too long, FAR TOO LOOOOONG....Havok has been a playground for misfits and renegades—Trevor Mach, the so-called heart of this chaotic mess; Ness, the eternal thorn in my side; Cade Yaggis, that ungrateful little punk; Magus, the so-called sorcerer who can’t see the magic of my vision; and Serge... oh, Serge, you pitiful relic clinging to a faded legacy. You’ve all been running roughshod over my company, my plans, and my destiny. But at New Year Rising, that all ends!

His tone grew sharper, his movements more erratic as he paced back and forth.

Rufus Poochyfud: I will be the lord and master of Havok! Not Trevor Mach, not Ness, not anyone! Do you hear me? I am the ultimate Renegade boss! When the smoke clears and the bodies are broken, Havok will belong to me. And let me make this crystal clear to the rest of you—those who dare to call themselves ‘Renegades.’ You have two choices: fall in line or fall apart!

Poochyfud’s voice rose as his composure began to crack, his eyes wild with fury.

Rufus Poochyfud: Because if you think for one second that I’ll let any of you defy me after War Games, you’re sorely mistaken! I’ll burn Havok to the ground! I’ll salt the earth so nothing can grow! I’ll turn your beloved chaos into ashes, and I’ll rebuild it in my image! You think you’re untouchable, Mach? You think you’re irreplaceable, Ness? HA! No one is irreplaceable, and no one is beyond my reach!

He slammed his fist on a nearby table, sending a glass crashing to the floor. He looked at his now bleeding hand, before looking back to the camera. 

Rufus Poochyfud: When War Games is over, there will be no Trevor Mach to rally the troops. No Ness to play the hero. No Cade Yaggis to carry the fight. No Magus to conjure up miracles. And Serge? You’ll be just another casualty in the path of my ascension! Havok will kneel before me, or Havok will cease to exist. It’s that simple.

He leaned into the camera, his face twisted into a manic grin, his voice dropping to a venomous whisper.

Rufus Poochyfud: I am not a man to be crossed. I am not a man to be defied. I am Rufus Poochyfud, and after New Year Rising, you’ll all address me as what I truly am—the ruler of Havok, the architect of its future, and the one who finally brought order to your precious chaos. Tick-tock, gentlemen. Your time is up! THIS ISN'T JUST WAR GAMES! THIS IS PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE COLLIDING! THIS IS FOR EVERYTHING! THIS IS FOR THE FATE OF IT ALL! THIS IS BLOOD WAR! BLOOD WAR GAMES!!!!

Poochyfud stepped back, spreading his arms wide as the fire roared behind him. He began to laugh—a chilling, unhinged laugh that echoed as the screen faded to black.




Tommy Dukes: Welcome Renegades! We're just days away from New Year Rising! We're just days away from WAR GAMES! However tonight, we're LIVE in Howler's Gymnasium! Your favorite husband and wife team are here to call the action! 

Seto Kaiba: Actually Tommy, I don't even like you as a friend! 

Tommy Dukes: AH! What are YOU doing here? Where is my wife? 

Seto Kaiba: Given the night off. I've been here the whole time. 

Tommy Dukes: Didn't realize I was competing with Apple with peripheral problems. 

Seto Kaiba: Tonight, we'll watch Metal Rush bash the fakers one more time, before we put them away FOR GOOD! Hahahahahaha! 

Tommy Dukes: Seriously, I drove here with you, and didn't even look over to see who it was. Why were you in my car?

Seto Kaiba: I like to let the peasants do my driving for me. 

Tommy Dukes: I see.

Havok: Havok
Howler's Gymnasium, South Town
ENT

1. VBW Championship - Extreme Bushido: Trevor Mach(c) vs. Razorblade
-The opening bout of the night lived up to its "Extreme Bushido" billing, delivering a high-octane, hard-hitting battle between Trevor Mach and Razorblade. From the opening bell, Razorblade tried to assert dominance with stiff kicks to the champion's legs, softening him up for the kill and his chance to finally recapture the VBW Championship. Trevor countered with a flurry of open-hand strikes and a spinning back elbow that sent Razorblade reeling into the corner.

The action spilled outside early, with both competitors utilizing chairs and a barbed-wire bat. Razorblade gained an edge by driving Trevor through a table with a powerslam, drawing gasps from the crowd. Trevor fought back, countering Razorblade’s attempted Powerbomb with a Trevor Triangle Choke that Razorbroke by slamming him onto the steel steps.

Back in the ring, Trevor hit a combination of rolling Hagen suplexes, bridging for a near fall. Razorblade answered with a thunderous buckle bomb followed by a diving elbow drop, but Trevor kicked out at two. The finish came when Razorblade went for another Powerbomb, but Trevor locked in the Trevor Triangle Choke once again. He transitioned to the Machoplata, forcing Razorblade to tap out after a valiant struggle.
Winner: Trevor Mach via Machoplata -> Submission -> Title Defense! 

Seto Kaiba: NO! Razor, come on! 

Tommy Dukes: Trevor Mach tapped out Razorblade! The VBW Championship remains with the Wild Wolf Wrestler! 

Seto Kaiba: Not for long! When he loses at War Games, it's going to be all over for him! We lost the battle, but we'll win the WAR…..GAMES! 

Tommy Dukes: You were excited to use that line weren't you?

Seto Kaiba: Shut up, peasant!

Gamer Girlz Room

Christy came into the dark room with sodas and snacks. 

Christy Angel: Alright Alison, I got some of the snacks, but Lucca beat me to getting the Twinkies and Dr. Pep- HOLY CRAP!

Christy ran over to find Alison Chains laying on the ground, completely green, with her tongue hanging out. 

Christy Angel: NO! PLEASE NO! YOU FINALLY DID IT, DIDN'T YOU!? YOU WENT TOO FAR! DAMN YOU! DAMN YOU! DAMN YO-

Christy pounded Alison on the chest, which suddenly had her take in a deep breath, and shoot up. The green started to disappear. 

Alison Chains: Huh?! What?! Huh?!

Christy Angel: Alison?! YOU'RE ALIVE! 

Alison Chains: Huh? I was dead? 

Christy Angel: Yes! 

Alison Chains: Can you put me back? 

Christy Angel: What? 

Alison Chains: Can you put me back please? Like, can I die again? Can you do that? 

Christy Angel: I don't follow. 

Alison Chains: Just…undo…what you just did. 

Christy Angel: Wait, you WANT to be dead?

Alison Chains: I liked being dead. 

Christy Angel: What?
 
Alison Chains: Believe it or not, it's actually pretty great. Those Threed zombies must be totally happy, cause they're just dead all the time. 

Christy Angel: I don't-

Alison Chains: Heaven's real. 

Christy Angel: WHAT?! 

Alison Chains: Huh?

Christy Angel: Alison, we need to get you to Degrees! He needs to check you out! 

Alison Chains: I want to check him out, IF YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING! AHAHAHA! 

Christy Angel: He's married, and you're seeing Ted! 

Alison Chains: Didn't being dead nullify that? 

Christy Angel: No! 

Alison Chains: Oh. Cool!
 
2. Lady Renegades Singles: Faris Kain vs. Darkness Aoi
-This test between Faris Kain and Darkness Aoi was intense, with both competitors bringing their A-game. Faris was still an unknown element, but she started strong, using her speed to outmaneuver Aoi with arm drags and a beautifully executed springboard crossbody. Aoi responded with brute force, hitting a vicious snap suplex and following up with a series of corner stomps that left Faris gasping for air.

Faris fought back with a spinning back kick and a stunning tornado DDT, nearly securing a pinfall. However, Aoi’s darker side emerged when she introduced a steel chair into the match, slamming it against Faris’s ribs before the referee could intervene. The disqualification didn’t stop Aoi, who continued her assault until Christina Angel, Hope Mach, and Wendy Mustang made the save and pulled her away, leaving Faris clutching her midsection and glaring at Aoi, who threw up a thumbs up to a laughing Heather Mach, who was watching from the stands.
Winner: Faris Kain via DQ 

Tommy Dukes: Faris Kain with the win, but-

Seto Kaiba: PIRACY IS ILLEGAL! If I see you with a pirated Blue Eyes White Dragon, I'm sending you to the SHADOW REALM! 

Tommy Dukes: …Tony Wonder told me about that place. Called it a vortex of pain!

Backstage

Cade stood alone backstage, pacing back and forth before addressing the camera. 

Cade Yaggis: War Games. Man, that’s got a ring to it, doesn’t it? A clash of chaos, carnage, and one very confused corporate weasel named Rufus Poochyfud. Oh yeah, I see you, Rufus. You’re up there in your ivory tower, playing the puppet master, but you’ve been pulling the wrong strings, pal. And come New Year Rising, the Metalbound Brotherhood is going to cut those strings and leave you hanging like last year’s bad resolutions. Now, I know what you’re thinking. ‘Why do they call this guy Trigger?’ Is it because I’ve got the fastest fists in the west? Well, yeah, but that’s not it. Is it because I’m quick to fire up a fight? Sure, but still not it. The real reason they call me ‘Trigger’ is because I’m meant to trigger something bigger, something better. I’m a catalyst, folks. A spark that sets off the explosion of change. And what better place to ignite that fire than War Games? What better time than now? Rufus, you think you’ve got us all figured out. You think you can break us, make us turn on each other, bend Havok to your twisted little will. But here’s the thing—you can’t break what’s already unbreakable. The Renegades, the Brotherhood, we’re forged in fire, baby. We’ve seen it all, we’ve survived it all, and we’ve come out stronger. And at New Year Rising, I’m gonna carry the torch of the Renegades straight into that cage and light up the night! I’m lighting the way to your downfall.




Narrator: Metal Rush, not merely a stable, but a cause that has ripped throughout time. Twenty years of blood, sweat, and tears, and the rush remained. A haunting vision of the past, becoming a weapon in which to control the future. Two warring forces battle over its name and its meaning, and further beyond that, a darkness beyond comprehension, trying to claw to the surface of a new world, upon which it can transcend.

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Poo: Ness might have lost the plot, but I will NOT let this be for nothing! I tossed aside my humanity and my very BIRTHRIGHT to correct a years long mistake!

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Serge: I might just be passing through, but whether I leave a winner or a loser, is going to change everything. Sorry, but a lot of weight is on my shoulders, and I know you don't know me all too well, but I'm going to have to carry it for you. I'll carry that weight, right into War Games. Crono, you have ducked me, but we'll be trapped together in those cages. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide.

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Dougie Mach: For years, I've heard about the what ifs in wrestling. What if Ness retook his position as ACE? What if Trevor Mach decided to remain President? Stuff like that. No one EVER asked, what if Dougie Mach refused to let his destiny be taken from him? What if Dougie remembered that he's not a joke? What if Dougie answered the call of the void? What if he embraced the curse? Care to find out?

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Magus: Schala, I'm going to free you from this calamity. I'm going to complete a years long mission to have my sister back, or I'm going to die trying.

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Amigo: We're about to get a little crazy. HAHAHA! You feel that excitement! I'M ALIVE AGAIN! YEAH! HAHAHA! We- …I…am going to tear apart anyone that gets in my way. IT'S WAR! IT'S A BLOOD WAR!

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Ness: *clears throat* For the past, for the present, and for the future. I will make it alright, because that's what heroes do. That's what I grew up wanting to be. The dreams of children…are not something to be tossed aside, but embraced. I remember who I am. I will never forget again.

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Narrator: The steel structure will loom over the rings like a mechanical beast, hungry for destruction. This is War Games. A match that has tested the strongest warriors, broken the weak, and forged legends in blood and steel. But this time, it's different. Because this time... it's Metal Rush versus Metal Rush. The cage becomes a proving ground. Blood stains the mat. Flesh meets steel. Old grudges erupt in a war that can only end with absolute victory or total defeat. And when the dust settles, when the last man stands tall, Havok will finally be whole again... or it will be shattered beyond repair. This is War Games. This is Metal Rush versus Metal Rush. And at New Year Rising, only one side will leave the cage walking. The others? They may never be the same again.

3. Women's World Tag Team Championships: Hope Mach/Rippe Jane vs. Paula/Ayla
-This tag title defense was a showcase of teamwork and resilience. The odd couple champions, Hope Mach and Ripper Jane, started with crisp double-team maneuvers, including a tandem suplex and a double dropkick on Paula. Ripper Jane seemed to be in far more control of herself whenever she was teaming with Hope. Ayla used her power to turn the tide, leveling Hope with a devastating spinebuster. The challengers isolated Hope, targeting her back with frequent tags and a series of slams and submission holds.

Hope managed to break free with a jawbreaker on Paula, tagging in Ripper Jane, who stormed the ring with a flurry of clotheslines and a powerful sit-out powerbomb on Ayla for a near fall. The match reached its climax when Hope dodged a double-team attempt and hit a diving crossbody on Paula outside the ring. Ripper Jane trapped Ayla in a Hell Claw, and forced the incredibly rough and tough cave woman to tap, lest she lose her jaw. 
Winners: Hope Mach/Ripper Jane[o] via Hell Claw on Ayla -> Submission -> Title Defense! 

Backstage

The Lakitu zoomed in on a cozy backstage lounge area. Jammer was lounging on a beanbag chair, Vape was perched awkwardly on the edge of a leather couch, Benjamin was pacing nervously, and Cheerleader Jenny, Christy Angel, and Alison Chains were seated nearby with snacks. The mood was lighthearted, but Benjamin was clearly feeling the weight of the upcoming match.

Jammer: Yo, Benji, chill out, man! You’ve got this! You’re Benjamin, the future World Champion! You’re like a freight train, and that title is just your next stop! Good analogy? I made sure it wasn't a basketball one. 

Benjamin: I don’t know, guys. What if I let everyone down? What if—

Cheerleader Jenny: What if you stop doubting yourself for five seconds and listen! They believe in you, Benji. You’re a champion already; you just need THAT belt to prove it. I said THEY believe in you. I personally, am working on that. Being a cheerleader....is weird. IT'S WEIRD! 

Jammer: I just said try it! It didn't mean you needed to keep doing it! 

Cheerleader Jenny: *blushing* Didn't say I HATED it.

Christy Angel: You’ve put in the work. You’ve got the skill, the heart, and—let’s be real—the abs that scream “World Champion material. 

Cheerleader Jenny: He's in a relationship, and I thought you were simping for Cad-

Christy Angel: HEY! I mean...yeah...but look...abs. 

Vape: Yeah, Benji, I believe in you too. But, hey, what’s everyone’s body count?

The room went silent. Everyone exchanged confused looks.

Vape: Hahaha! Everybody's gotta do it! Everybody's gotta say it! Everybody's gotta do it! Come on! Come on!

Jammer: FINE! FINE! Just shut up! *sigh* Five! 

Cheerleader Jenny: What?! I didn't know that! 

Jammer: I'm sure I've brought it up! 

Vape: Five?! Holy *bleep*! Holy *bleep*! Holy *bleep*! 

Christy Angel: Don't ask me! Don't ask me! Don't ask me! Alison, you were just dead and want to be dead again. Why don't YOU tell them! 

Benjamin: You were just what? 

Alison Chains: That I can remember? At least twenty?

Vape: WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! THAT'S DANGEROUS! THAT'S LIKE SO DANGEROUS! I'm sitting here, holding in all of this guilt, but I've only killed one person. 

Jammer: ...He meant body count as in the action or horror movie sense everybody! 

Christy Angel: Oh good! 

Jammer: Wait, you've killed somebody!? 

Alison Chains: I thought that's what we were talking about. 

Christy Angel: Yikes. My Dad was right. The path to Heaven is narrow, and we're falling off a cliff! 

Cheerleader Jenny: Your Dad is Eagleland's hero too, so we're better listen to everything he says. He's a ONE WOMAN MAN....JAMMER! 

Jammer: What?! I am too! This was before! Ah, this was a sting operation! 

Cheerleader Jenny: Get your hairy ass in the hallway for a stern talking to....NOW!

Jenny bolted out of the room. Jammer sighed and slowly got up. He sulked to the door before turning around. 

Jammer: Every SINGLE one of you, knows that my ass isn't hairy, yet NONE of you spoke up. I will NEVER forget that.

Jammer stormed out, leaving the rest of the group in silence, until...

Benjamin: He's right....we're cowards. This is a wake up call. Gotta find my courage, to take on Boomtown, and become the World Champion. This skit was a good way to show that guys. Thank you for that. 

Vape: Skit?

Christy Angel: YEAH! ABSOLUTELY! We're happy to help! Haha! 

Alison Chains: ...Christy, I lied, I don't think that was Heaven I saw earlier. 

Christy Angel: Y'all need Jesus.

4. 12-Man Tag: Zyro Kurogane/Dragon Shiryu/Takumi Inui/Mav Valentine/Serge/Magus vs. Poo/Hotlanta/Generator/Amigo/Seto Kaiba/Dougie Mach 
-This chaotic tag team match delivered non-stop action, with frequent tags and creative team combinations. The Metalbound Brotherhood teaming with Neo Samurai Ifrit, led to a strong united front against Poochyfud's team. The match started with Mav Valentine trading blows with Hotlanta. Mav used his agility to land a flying forearm and a springboard moonsault for an early two-count. The heels gained control when Generator blindsided Mav with a cheap shot, leading to a prolonged beatdown.

Seto Kaiba and Dougie Mach showcased their teamwork, hitting a devastating double DDT on Takumi Inui. Zyro Kurogane brought the crowd to its feet with a fiery hot tag, taking down all the heels with superkicks and a slingshot plancha. The momentum swung back when Poo and Amigo used power moves to neutralize Dragon Shiryu and Serge.

In the final moments, Magus was setting up for the Dark Matter Drop on Hotlanta when Generator distracted the referee. Amigo capitalized with a low blow, and hit the Hagen Suplex for the pin, securing a hard-fought victory for the Poochyfud team.
Winners: Poo/Hotlanta/Generator/Amigo[o]/Seto Kaiba/Dougie Mach via Hagen Suplex to Magus -> Pin 

Tommy Dukes: And that's a win for Rufus Poochyfud's Metal Rush, and at least Seto Kaiba was busy for- oh no he's coming back. 

Seto Kaiba: Did you see that?! You can just call us Metal Rush as well, because at the end of this, we're going to be the only ones left standing! Hahaha! 

Tommy Dukes: …Great. 

Backstage

Ness was patting the losing team on the back as they made their way to the locker room. 

Lindy Moseby: Hey….hey, we're that Flying Man at? 

Ness: Oh hey, you probably want to hear some words from me eh? I'm still not used to talking but, I'll do my best. We lost that battle, but we're going to win the war. We must. We have to. 

Lindy Moseby: I was just wondering where that chicken fellow was. 

Ness: Y-yeah? 

Lindy Moseby: Yeah. 

Ness: I think…I think he's married. 

Lindy Moseby: Literally do not care. 

Ness: Huh. Well? Uh….I actually don't know. Where DID Flying Man go?

Monster Island

A park ranger with shoulder length black hair stares in shock at the sight in front of him. His name badge simply said "#17".

#17: *on the phone* Sis, I told you I needed a male chicken! 

#18: *on the phone* And I delivered. 

#17: *on the phone* No, you sent me a chicken MAN! 

Flying Man: Hello! Name's Flying Man! 

#17: *on the phone* His name's Flying Man. STOP DROPPING FURRIES ON MY ISLAND! 

Flying Man: …Can I get a ride home? 

5. Singles: Cade Yaggis vs. Crono 
-The night’s standout one-on-one contest saw Cade Yaggis and Crono deliver a thrilling clash of styles. Crono’s precision strikes and technical prowess were on full display as he opened with a series of armdrags and a sharp enzuigiri. Cade countered with raw power, hitting a spinning spinebuster and a pop-up powerbomb for a close two-count.

Crono turned the tide with a neckbreaker and a frog splash, but Cade kicked out at the last second. As Crono attempted a Chrono Trigger, Cade evaded and delivered a massive lariat that turned Crono inside out. The finish came when Cade hit a devastating Cadebreaker, securing the pinfall and sending a message to Rufus Poochyfud and the Metalbound Brotherhood. That the young "Trigger" meant what he said. He was carrying the torch right into War Games. 
Winner: Cade Yaggis via Cadebreaker -> Pin

Tommy Dukes: And that's a win for Cade Yaggis! "Trigger" beat one of Poochyfud's main weapons, and showed that it really CAN go either way at New Year Rising! It doesn't get any more real than this! We'll see you at New Year Rising 2025. It's a new year, but it's the end of an era! 

Parking Lot

Rufus Poochyfud fixed his tie and looked around the lot, as if surveying a kingdom, and smiled to himself as he went into the limo. He sat and prepared to relax, before opening his eyes to see Trevor Mach sitting across from him. 

Rufus Poochyfud: *sigh* This is my property. You're breaking and entering. 

Trevor Mach: That happens a lot in South Town Rufus. You really should keep your doors locked. 

Rufus Poochyfud: They WERE locked. 

Trevor Mach: Oh yeah, I had to get Subbie to crack it open. I was just going to punch through the windshield. 

Rufus Poochyfud: It's bulletproof. 

Trevor Mach: Probably saved me from tearing up my forearm then huh? Haha! 

Rufus Poochyfud: What do you want? 

Trevor Mach: Just to talk. We haven't had a chat in a long time, you and me. Last time we had a REALLY good talk, you were holding my wife against her will as your secretary, and I had to sacrifice a year of my in-ring career just to get rid of you. 

Rufus Poochyfud: And when I left, I just became richer. What did you do? Lose your mind behind the desk. You weren't cut out for what I do. That's why I'm the man to do it. 

Trevor Mach: Who says you have to be a man to do it? I mean, Tali is killing it on the other brand. You've seen that right? They're doing better. They're the A-Show. You let that happen. The thought of you running Havok going forward is making the Renegades sick, and that's not the good heat mind you, it's go away heat, and you've got it to spare. 

Rufus Poochyfud: I'm sure I don't care. I didn't peg you as a feminist, Mach. 

Trevor Mach: Oh, I'm just a biased hypocrite for my wife and daughters. When this is over, things are going to change. They're going to have to, and ya know what? I'm going to have to change. It's time to stop holding onto this anger and pain from our past, and time to look forward. God didn't put me on this Earth to be miserable about my old mistakes. He put me here knowing I'd have some fun making all new ones. I've stopped just talking about wrestling now. I'm talking about the elephant in the room, and by elephant, I mean the Dream Devourer, the one you serve. 

Rufus Poochyfud: I don't serve her OR the Princess. 

Trevor Mach: So it's definitely Schala. 

Rufus Poochufud: She got to Paula, and Paula came to me. That's where my knowledge of your little situation ends, because quite frankly, it was never my problem. I wanted THIS, and they provided me a way back in. I took it. I happily took. I greedily took it. I'd do it again a millions times over, just for a chance to HURT YOU! 

Trevor Mach: I'm known to leave an impression. 

Rufus Poochyfud: I don't know if you're gonna think ill of me Mach, but I enjoy destroying lives. I'll enjoy destroying your life. I don't know what has happened to you since last we fought at that Victory Explosion all those years ago, but I hate what I see behind your eyes. It's different. You're more hungry in a fight, but you're content with life. I hate that. I have an insatiable appetite for life….and I want more. I will get everything I want when you lose at War Games. That's all there is to it. My team will decimate yours. My team-

Trevor Mach: Your team might be strong. They might be deadly. They might know seven different forms of martial arts for all I know, but I KNOW SEVEN DIFFERENT KINDS OF CRAZY! We're going to kick your butt out of this company one more time, but ya know what? When it's all over, I'm going to have three words for you. 

Rufus Poochyfud: And they are?

Trevor Mach: I forgive you. 

Rufus Poochyfud: What?! 

Trevor Mach: What you see behind my eyes. That's bigger than me. That's bigger than you. That's bigger than this. This fight, this struggle between us, it ends in the ring. When it's over, it's over. 

Rufus Poochyfud: What are you trying to pull here? 

Trevor Mach: Proverbs 15:1 A soft answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger.

Rufus Poochyfud: You have my anger, my wrath, and my hatred, and I will end you in and out of the ring. 

Trevor Mach: Have a good night Rufus. Enjoy the VIP treatment, just a little bit longer.

Rufus Poochyfud: …I hate that guy….I hate that guy. I HATE THAT GUY! I HATE YOU TREVOR MACH! I HATE YOU! 

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