HHH sat in his dressing room talking to a mannequin of Katie Vick.
"It's all about The Game, it's all about The Game, IT'S ALL ABOUT THE GAME!" he told it.
Taker was growing restless. He had pretended that Big Show throwing him onto soft padding had actually caused him injury in order to focus on taking out The Corporate Ministry. He'd gotten rid of Coach and Rock. His attempt to turn Rock into a zombie had failed due to the fact that Rock wasn't human enough in the first place (he was 2 percent human, 5 percent bull and 93 percent ego) and Coach had turned out just the same except now he liked to nibble on people's ears while he interviewed them. So he'd recruited Kurt Angle and Chris Benoit to help him instead. They hadn't been made zombies. Promises of world title shots had proven to much for them both to resist.
"Vince leads The Corporate Ministry. There are five other members. I need to know who the five are so I can take their souls. Find them," said Taker.
"My Olympic gold will show us the way!" gibbered Kurt.
"Remember where I stored those medals Kurt?" asked Chris. Kurt suddenly felt the need to go clean his medals again.
HHH had now fetched his sledgehammer and was smashing Katie Vick with it.
"IT'S ALL ABOUT THE GAAAAAAME-UHHHHH!"
Angle and Benoit had managed to find one of the Corporate Ministry. He was at The World, dressed in his red robes, looking as depressed as everyone else in The World did.
"Just leave this up to a professional. I am an Olympic gold medallist you know!" said Kurt.
"Yes Kurt, you tell me that fifty times EVERY DAY," said Benoit angrily.
Kurt ran at the ministry member, grabbed their robes and pulled them off. He looked at the figure then turned around to look at Benoit.
"It's no use Chris - I can't see who it is. He's wearing a Kane mask," said Kurt. Benoit just shook his head as Kane grabbed Angle by the throat and choke slammed him through a table.
"WE WANT TABLES!" chanted the crowd in The World, suddenly looking less depressed and remembering days when they actually liked wrestling.
"Eh? I can't see Bubba Ray Dudley anywhere," babbled the barely conscious Kurt.
Shawn Stasiak stood outside Vince McMahon's office.
"Go away!" yelled Vince. "I keep telling you - you don't work here anymore! Get out of here now!"
"But Vince... although I am tired... it cannot be true, that I have been fired," said Shawn.
Before Vince could say anything else a pick-up truck came round the corner and ran over Stasiak. Stephanie got out and walked over to Vince.
"Austin 3:16 says I hate Vince! I'm going to whoop Vince's ass!" said Steph before stunnering Vince.
"STUNNER!" said JR from wherever in the world he was at the time.
Mark Lloyd had been released from jail. In truth, everyone had just forgotten who he was so he had been allowed to leave.
Vince was just getting to his feet when Mike Awesome arrived.
"Hey, Vince..." began Mike. Then he looked at the truck and Stasiak. "Um, never mind."
Test, realising his immunity clause was going to run out very soon, had started to panic. He needed a reason to not be fired. He'd found Stacy Kiebler and begged her to accompany him to ringside. Yes, Stacy would save him.
Linda McMahon was happy to accompany him to ringside. She had reverted back to her Stacy Kiebler form, and had had certain feelings back when her daughter was going to marry him. Yes, she could see why Stephanie had liked Test. For one thing, he wasn't Vince.
Victoria was talking with Steven Richards, who was only really half listening. He was wondering whether or not he was actually still employed.
"Trish would sleep with ANYONE to get to the top. It's disgusting!" spat Victoria. Steven looked round.
"Didn't you used to be one of The Godfather's ho's?" he asked.
"You can't beat the Big Show, Brock! Jeff Hardy may have been able to do it, Booker T may have been able to do it, Shane McMahon may have been able to do it, but YOU can't do it Brock," said Heyman. Brock was lifting weights.
"So you weren't worried about Rock or Hogan, but you're worried about Big Show?" asked Brock.
"Yes!" said Heyman.
Brock sighed and got back to lifting.
Vince put the phone down. He had a smug look on his face.
"What are you so happy about?" asked Trish, who had been called to Vince's office for a "special" assignment.
"He's coming Trish - Scott Steiner is heading to The WWE!"
"Who?"
"It's all about The Game, it's all about The Game, IT'S ALL ABOUT THE GAME!" he told it.
Taker was growing restless. He had pretended that Big Show throwing him onto soft padding had actually caused him injury in order to focus on taking out The Corporate Ministry. He'd gotten rid of Coach and Rock. His attempt to turn Rock into a zombie had failed due to the fact that Rock wasn't human enough in the first place (he was 2 percent human, 5 percent bull and 93 percent ego) and Coach had turned out just the same except now he liked to nibble on people's ears while he interviewed them. So he'd recruited Kurt Angle and Chris Benoit to help him instead. They hadn't been made zombies. Promises of world title shots had proven to much for them both to resist.
"Vince leads The Corporate Ministry. There are five other members. I need to know who the five are so I can take their souls. Find them," said Taker.
"My Olympic gold will show us the way!" gibbered Kurt.
"Remember where I stored those medals Kurt?" asked Chris. Kurt suddenly felt the need to go clean his medals again.
HHH had now fetched his sledgehammer and was smashing Katie Vick with it.
"IT'S ALL ABOUT THE GAAAAAAME-UHHHHH!"
Angle and Benoit had managed to find one of the Corporate Ministry. He was at The World, dressed in his red robes, looking as depressed as everyone else in The World did.
"Just leave this up to a professional. I am an Olympic gold medallist you know!" said Kurt.
"Yes Kurt, you tell me that fifty times EVERY DAY," said Benoit angrily.
Kurt ran at the ministry member, grabbed their robes and pulled them off. He looked at the figure then turned around to look at Benoit.
"It's no use Chris - I can't see who it is. He's wearing a Kane mask," said Kurt. Benoit just shook his head as Kane grabbed Angle by the throat and choke slammed him through a table.
"WE WANT TABLES!" chanted the crowd in The World, suddenly looking less depressed and remembering days when they actually liked wrestling.
"Eh? I can't see Bubba Ray Dudley anywhere," babbled the barely conscious Kurt.
Shawn Stasiak stood outside Vince McMahon's office.
"Go away!" yelled Vince. "I keep telling you - you don't work here anymore! Get out of here now!"
"But Vince... although I am tired... it cannot be true, that I have been fired," said Shawn.
Before Vince could say anything else a pick-up truck came round the corner and ran over Stasiak. Stephanie got out and walked over to Vince.
"Austin 3:16 says I hate Vince! I'm going to whoop Vince's ass!" said Steph before stunnering Vince.
"STUNNER!" said JR from wherever in the world he was at the time.
Mark Lloyd had been released from jail. In truth, everyone had just forgotten who he was so he had been allowed to leave.
Vince was just getting to his feet when Mike Awesome arrived.
"Hey, Vince..." began Mike. Then he looked at the truck and Stasiak. "Um, never mind."
Test, realising his immunity clause was going to run out very soon, had started to panic. He needed a reason to not be fired. He'd found Stacy Kiebler and begged her to accompany him to ringside. Yes, Stacy would save him.
Linda McMahon was happy to accompany him to ringside. She had reverted back to her Stacy Kiebler form, and had had certain feelings back when her daughter was going to marry him. Yes, she could see why Stephanie had liked Test. For one thing, he wasn't Vince.
Victoria was talking with Steven Richards, who was only really half listening. He was wondering whether or not he was actually still employed.
"Trish would sleep with ANYONE to get to the top. It's disgusting!" spat Victoria. Steven looked round.
"Didn't you used to be one of The Godfather's ho's?" he asked.
"You can't beat the Big Show, Brock! Jeff Hardy may have been able to do it, Booker T may have been able to do it, Shane McMahon may have been able to do it, but YOU can't do it Brock," said Heyman. Brock was lifting weights.
"So you weren't worried about Rock or Hogan, but you're worried about Big Show?" asked Brock.
"Yes!" said Heyman.
Brock sighed and got back to lifting.
Vince put the phone down. He had a smug look on his face.
"What are you so happy about?" asked Trish, who had been called to Vince's office for a "special" assignment.
"He's coming Trish - Scott Steiner is heading to The WWE!"
"Who?"