"Cartoon Royal Rumble"
Rated T
Summary: 80 men/women from your favorite cartoons will battle it out in a battle royal for a chance at $1,000,000! It's all out mayhem and anarchy in the first ever Cartoon Royal Rumble!
Disclaimer: I especially do not own anything associated with Cartoon Network, Disney, Fox's Animation Domination, Nickelodeon, Adult Swim, Hub Network or anything animated whatsoever. Or not to mention the fact that I don't own WWE or TNA.
P.S.: The list of characters I have will be random, so you won't know who'll show up in this match. Once again, I don't own.
Chapter 3: Power Is Everything
As all three men (Geoff, Peter Griffin and Homer Simpson) laid across the mat, the countdown clock came up on the titantron revealing the next entrant.
10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...
*BZZT!*
Entrant #6: Plucky Duck (Tiny Toon Adventures)
With the "Tiny Toon Adventures" theme song playing across the speakers, the sixth entrant made his way through the curtain. With his green fur, white wifebeater and a orange beak, he was none other than Plucky Duck.
"Oh, here's a long time favorite from the 1990's toon Tiny Toon Adventures!" J.R. exclaimed.
"What happened? Did Daffy Duck shrink?" Jonesy chuckled his heart out.
"I don't think that's Daffy, Jonesy," J.R. shot back. "That's Plucky Duck."
"Who? I'm not familiar with him at all!" Jonesy exclaimed.
"I'm certain you wouldn't..." J.R. muttered.
After Plucky got inside the ring, he looked to the crowd, who was giving Plucky Duck a standing ovation.
Just to show off for the fans, he decided to channel his inner Hulk Hogan by flexing his muscles and lending a hand to his hear, only to hear the ovation go louder for him.
"It looks like Plucky Duck's putting on a show!" J.R. chuckled.
"This could be a mistake for him," Jonesy consciously stated. "Look who's starting to get up!"
During Plucky's little posedown, Geoff, Peter Griffin and Homer Simpson started getting up. Not impressed by the show Plucky was putting on for fans, the three men slowly approached him. The commentators were telling Plucky not to turn around, but to no avail.
"If I was Plucky, I would get out of the ring right now." J.R. cringed.
"It's too late! All three men are about to have roasted duck here!" Jonesy chuckled again.
But when Plucky finally did turn around, he stood there speechless. Speechless of the fact that Geoff, Peter and Homer were towering him like three Empire State Buildings combined.
Plucky couldn't run or hide. All he could do now is suffer.
"Oh, balls..." Plucky muttered.
And suffer he did. As a result, both Homer, Peter and Geoff lifted Plucky Duck up like a rag doll, and with their combined strength, threw Plucky Duck over the top rope and onto the floor, resulting in elimination.
"Plucky is outta there," J.R. stated. "Plucky is gone from the Rumble!"
"Told you it was a mistake!" Jonesy reminded J.R. yet again.
3rd Eliminated: Plucky Duck; Eliminated by: Geoff, Peter Griffin and Homer Simpson; Duration: 0:42
Plucky was nevertheless pissed off about his short time in the Rumble. He tried to get back in, but the referees told him to leave.
"What a sore loser Plucky is." J.R. muttered.
"Can you blame him? It was his fault he decided to show off in the middle of the match!" Jonesy truthfully cried out.
After Plucky's departure, Geoff and Homer decided to double team Peter Griffin by pummeling him in the gut with punch shots. The force of those repeating punches forced Griffin to scoot back into the left turnbuckle. After they were done roughing him up more, the two men decided to lift Peter Griffin off his feet, hoping to be eliminated!
"Uh-oh! Peter Griffin may be looking to go out here! Not good!" J.R. shrieked.
"Maybe the next entrant can help him out here!" Jonesy said, feeling the intense excitement of this elimination process.
As Peter was hanging on for dear life, the countdown clock began counting down to the next entrant.
10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...
*BZZT!*
Entrant #7: Lightning (Total Drama)
When the horn sounded, the eighth entrant made his way down the aisle. Wearing a necklace that resembled a thunderbolt, and a jersey that resembled much more of a San Diego Charger, Total Drama's resident athlete Lightning wasted no time getting in the ring immediately.
"Talk about thunder rolling in the Rumble," J.R. paused a bit. "Here comes Lightning from the Total Drama series."
"This storm's about to come rolling in! Hope the rest of the contestants bought a rain jacket for this encounter!" Jonesy chuckled.
As Lightning got into the ring, he saved Peter Griffin's rear by dragging Homer Simpson off of him and giving a clothesline.
"Oh, and Lightning responds with a hard clothesline!" J.R. shouted out.
Peter Griffin took no time to recover, but that didn't matter to him as he took the collar of Geoff's shirt and shoved him into the turnbuckle, giving the Party Boy repeatable Hip Presses just to make his abdomen cringe.
"Well, check this out! Peter Griffin's still got some fight left!" The Oklahoman responded.
"Okay, that's a little bit gay for me seeing that..." Jonesy muttered, cringing of the horrible image of Peter's hips slamming Geoff in the fruit basket.
He looked over to Lightning and decided to whip Geoff to him. It appeared that the snarky athlete also wanted a piece of the party boy himself.
So when Geoff ran, Lightning responded by hitting Geoff with a hard-hitting spear!
"Yeouch! What a spear!" J.R. shrieked.
"Lightning nearly speared Geoff right out of his cowboy hat!" Jonesy cringed at the impact.
With just about 30 minutes ahead of the match, Homer Simpson quickly recovered from the clothesline and gave out a back suplex to Lightning. And then, he gave out another back suplex, repeating a pattern.
"Check this out! Homer's gone crazy with repeatable back suplexes of his own!" J.R. exclaimed.
"It's almost like Eddie Guerrero's Three Amigos, except that in Homer's case, it's just three back suplexes!" Jonesy exclaimed again.
But when Homer Simpson was about to give Lightning a third back suplex, the over-achiever responded by low-blowing Homer Simpson in the crotch. The crowd responded with a mixture of boos and cheers from that spectacle.
"Owwwwww! Dear god, that must've hurt!" J.R. cringed, trying not to vomit.
"That's sure to make your balls swell up instantly!" Jonesy cringed as well.
When Homer was busy laying down and holding his perfectly aligned nuts, Geoff was busy trying to eliminate Peter Griffin from the Rumble. The party boy was trying his best to pull him out of here, but Peter Griffin held on to the bottom rope for safety.
"Wait a minute! We can have an elimination here!" J.R. hollered out.
"Peter Griffin's in serious trouble here!" blared out Jonesy.
Geoff tried pushing, pushing and pushing until finally...
...he was able to get him over the top rope. But unfortunately for Geoff, Peter Griffin managed to successfully hang on to the apron. In the process, Peter found himself a trusty Singapore Cane sitting in the steel steps. Quietly, Peter managed to get it.
"Peter got over the top rope, but he managed to hang on to the apron!" said J.R.
"Yeah, but I don't think he's alone for so far," Jonesy replied. "He managed to grab a kendo stick!"
After Peter rolled himself back into the ring, he immediately approached Geoff who turned around, and received a kendo shot to the head. And then the same thing happened to Lightning. And not to mention Homer, in which Peter whacked him in the gut.
"Peter's gone insanely crazy in the Rumble! And these fans are loving it!" J.R. shouted out with glee.
"I'm not sure how long these fans are gonna love it," Jonesy paused a bit. "Because the next entrant's about to make his way! I got a good feeling about this!"
As Peter looked up at the clock, he clenched on to his kendo stick, hoping that the 8th entrant coming out next would get a piece of cane themselves.
10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...
*BZZT!*
Entrant #8: Jonesy Garcia (6teen)
As the horn sounded for the eight time tonight, Jonesy got up from his commentators table and took his head-set off. J.R. looked up at him and couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"Wait a minute," J.R. paused. "Please don't tell me you're number 8! You're a commentator for this event!"
"To you, yeah," Jonesy shot back. "But I want this chance at the million dollars! What good is this event without the Jones-Meister?"
"Are you exactly sure you can take a kendo shot from Peter Griffin?" J.R. said, acting a bit concerned.
"I'll take what's coming to me! I'm bulletproof!" Jonesy smirked as he finally took his head set off.
And then, Jonesy ran down the aisle. But stopped to forget something important.
As Peter stood there waiting for Jonesy, the teenager managed to strip down by taking off his shirt, which brought out adoring cheers from girls in the audience. But he was wearing something under them clothes of his.
"I think Jonesy's got himself equipped!" J.R. exclaimed.
Finally, Jonesy managed to get his pants off, only to reveal an orange one-piece, resembling a Greco-Roman wrestler.
After he finally got it off, Mr. Garcia started to slide under the ropes and get into the ring...
...only for Peter Griffin to rush right over to Jonesy...
...and clothesline him over the top rope and onto the floor, which brought cheers and laughter from fans!
"My gawd! I don't believe it! Jonesy from 6teen has been eliminated!" J.R. crazily shrieked.
4th Eliminated: Jonesy Garcia; Eliminated by: Peter Griffin; Duration: 0:03
When Jonesy got up, his eyeballs bulged in shock. He got eliminated way before he could make an impression. Because of that, the referees told him to leave, but Jonesy wouldn't seem to budge.
"THIS IS BULLSHIT!" Jonesy complained. "I DESERVE ANOTHER CHANCE, DAMN IT!"
But there were no more chances for Jonesy. He had no choice but to leave for the announcer's booth.
Meanwhile, Peter Griffin got caught by a double clothesline out of nowhere, which sent him over the top rope and onto the floor by Geoff and Lightning. Basically, Peter got distracted by Jonesy's outburst, in which the distraction got him eliminated.
"Now Peter Griffin's out! Peter's run in the Rumble is over!" J.R. shouted once more.
5th Eliminated: Peter Griffin; Eliminated by: Geoff & Lightning; Duration: 6:29
Meanwhile, as Peter Griffin got back up and headed back to the dressing room, Jonesy sat back down next to J.R., looking pissed.
"You're back, Jonesy. How was it?" J.R. said to Jonesy.
"This Rumble sucks! They screwed me! Everybody screwed me! And this city screwed me! What a ripoff!" Jonesy spat out angrily.
Meanwhile, back inside the ring, Geoff and Lightning whipped Homer Simpson through the ropes and gave him a double clothesline...
...only for Homer to duck down and give the two men a double clothesline of his own!
"Homer counters back! What impact!" J.R. replied.
Jonesy still refused to talk on that move, because he was still angry about his sudden elimination.
The action continued on as Homer dragged Geoff's body onto Lightning. Perhaps, Homer was willing to do double damage once again. As a result, he ran back and forth into the ropes, leaping up in the air and nailing a double Ultimate Warrior-like splash!
"What a huge splash by Homer Simpson!" J.R. cried out. "So far, he's owning the Rumble it seems!"
"It seems so, too." Jonesy spoke a bit sternly. "Although, let's see what Homer plans to do about number nine! The countdown's ticking."
Seeing the Rumble clock tick down, Homer didn't wait to recover. And frankly, he didn't care. All he wanted was piece of number 9, which was about to come out in...
10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...
*BZZT!*
Entrant #9: Muscle Man (Regular Show)
As the horn sounded, a green overweight dwarf made his way through the curtain, revealing himself to be the number nine entrant. Swinging his blue long sleeved shirt around and hollering like a wolf, Muscle Man ran down the aisle with his man-breasts flopping around.
"Oh, here comes another Rumble favorite! It's Regular Show's Muscle Man!" J.R. yelled.
"Good god, shouldn't he'd be wearing a bra!?" Jonesy said, being creeped out by his pecs. "I'm gonna get sick seeing that!"
When Muscle Man got inside the ring, he wasted no time going to work on Homer Simpson. He ran up to him and got him down with a Lou Thesz Press, and then proceeding to punch the holy crap out of him.
"Look at Muscle Man charging away with every shot!" J.R. hollered.
"Muscle Man came to play here today! He's not wasting around!" Jonesy spoke back.
Geoff tried his best to get his hands on Muscle Man, but the man whose real name was Mitch Sorenstein, scooped up the party boy and slammed him down. Muscle Man did the same thing to Lightning as well. Both Geoff and Lightning still failed to recover from that huge splash made by Homer Simpson moments ago.
"Wow! Muscle Man's going double duty as well! He's slamming around one person after another!" J.R. said, building excitement in his heart.
"Is nobody gonna stop Muscle Man? This guy makes Shrek look like Wee-Man in particular!" Jonesy smirked.
When Homer got back up, he too was a victim of Scoop Slam fever. He was picked up and slammed to the mat by Muscle Man, followed by elbow drops to the heart, Ziggler-style!
"So far, momentum's changed," J.R. responded, "And all of that momentum's on Muscle Man now!"
But before Muscle Man can throw down another elbow drop to Homer's chest, he was stopped immediately by Geoff, who grabbed Muscle Man by the back of his hair.
And then, Geoff lifted up Muscle Man's feet off the mat, showing tremendous strength. With one last breath, Geoff dropped Muscle Man for the Saving Grace reverse DDT!
"Holy crap! Did you see Geoff lift up Muscle Man like that?" Jonesy gasped in awe.
"I'll be damned if I did! Geoff lifted him up like a little mini monster truck!" J.R. gasped as well.
With 30 seconds straight into the match, Lightning managed to grab the kendo stick that was laying on the mat.
Geoff managed to hold Muscle Man by the shoulders, hoping that Lightning would give in a free shot to the stomach.
"You... better... make this shot count, bro!" Muscle Man said, struggling to break free of Geoff's grasp.
"Don't worry, this won't sha-hurt a bit!" Lightning smirked, grasping that cane hard.
Doing his best Barry Bonds impersonation, Lighting swung that stick...
...and whacked Muscle Man in the gut hard. Muscle Man tried his best not to scream!
"Yeeeeow! You talk about extreme, you're looking at it right here!" Jonesy cringed.
The first shot wasn't enough to begin with. They wanted more.
So with Geoff once again holding Muscle Man by his shoulders, Lightning gripped the stick again.
With added power surged to the Singapore Cane, Lightning swung...
...and whacked Muscle Man in the gut for the second time!
"Good god! That's gotta bite!" J.R. shouted in horror.
"Sounds like glass breaking on impact!" Jonesy shrieked.
But before he could give Muscle Man another cane shot, Homer ran out of nowhere and gave Lightning a boot to the face, therefore sending the Singapore Cane flying out of distance!
"Whoa! Homer with a big boot out of nowhere!" said J.R.
"That oughta make you swallow your teeth!" Jonesy replied.
While Lightning held his jaw in pain, Homer decided to pummel Geoff with fist shots of his own. However, the Rumble clock was displayed on the huge video screen, indicating the next entrant's appearance.
"We got number ten waiting in the wings!" J.R. hollered, waiting in anticipation.
"Ohhhhh, I can't wait." Jonesy smirked as the clock ticked down to T-minus...
10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...
*BZZT!*
Entrant #10: SpongeBob SquarePants
The horn sounded for a tenth time as a yellow sponge with a red tie and square pants made his way down the aisle. By his irritating laugh and famous buck teeth, SpongeBob SquarePants looked ready and pumped, thanks to the Los Angeles crowd chanting his name over and over again.
"It's SpongeBob SquarePants! SpongeBob's in the Cartoon Royal Rumble!" J.R. hollered out.
"This is sure to make things interesting," Jonesy replied. "Can this sponge hang with the big guys? We shall find out and see!"
How will SpongeBob do in the next chapter? Can he hang out with the big guys in the ring? Anyway, here's our stats!
Entrants still in the ring: Geoff, Homer Simpson, Lightning, Muscle Man, SpongeBob SquarePants
Eliminated so far: Buford Van Stomm, Beavis, Plucky Duck, Jonesy Garcia, Peter Griffin
There's more Rumble goodness to come next chapter!
P.S.: However, you're more than welcome to send me suggestions on who you wanna see in the Rumble in later chapters. Just send me a PM and that's it. Anyway, send me feedback of what you think! Later! ^_^