Interviewer-type segment (mostly open to Vengeance, others involved can too.)

The lights in the arena dim and a spotlight shines down on el cartographer, who is standing up in the ring. The lights widen to brighten the ring, revealing two steel folding chairs nearby el cartographer. Flags from many countries are set up around the ring. El cartographer sets his signature flag down in the middle of the ring and whips out a microphone. He seems startled by the wave of boos coming from the audience, and slowly raises the microphone to his mouth.

El cartographer: "All right, all right, stop your talkin', stop your talkin'."

The audience continues to boo.

El cartographer: "Shut up already!"

The crowd quiets down.

El cartographer: "Thank you... And welcome to el cartographer's ultra-awesome, international, interviewing dungeon!"

Small scattered boos are heard throughout the arena.

El cartographer: "Now, I would like the first pris... I mean guest, to come on down to the ring... To talk... With me... Just a talk, nothing much more, although these chairs are steel if I need to use them."

A small cheer is heard amongst the quieting boos.

El cartographer: "Yes, a talk with the crazy, mysterious man... Who's none other than... VENGEANCE!"

The crowd starts to react as el cartographer starts to dramatically point at the entrance, but stops. He puts the microphone up to his mouth.

El cartographer: "Er, I hope, anyways."

El cartographer points at the entrance again.

(OOC: Vengeance's cue)

The titantron suddenly bursts into life.

Vengeance stares at the man monster who stands well away from him.

Vengeance "My soul fights on it's own Devastator, I cannot control what it does and doesn't do.. Whichever side eventually wins, then shall I walk down that path. I have already said I admire your stable for it's resilience and aptitude in carrying out your master's vision. But my two sides still have a raging battle within me."

Vengeance stands up and walks toward the far ropes.

Vengeance "I also see that you two have unfinished business."

Vengeance hops up onto the turnbuckle and sits down.

Vengeance "Well.. I guess I have the best seat in the house. I'll be able to see who prevails. How fun!"

El cartographer sits in shock about what has just happened. Turning his eyes away from the man-monster, he unfolds the steel chair he was sitting on, picks it up, and looks at Vengeance.

El cartographer: "It wouldn't be much of a match Vengeance, since I've got this! So, you can get down."

El cartographer taps the chair on the ring floor for emphasis before looking at the man-monster a healthy distance away and then looking back at Vengeance. He drops the chair.

El cartographer: "And about what I'm a puppet to... Well... You know... maps... maybe. But I do like to go to parties, drink a few cold ones, and talk to all the... ladies."

El cartographer cups his hand around his ear, but the only sound to be heard is boos.

El cartographer:(quietly) "And that's probably the only thing me and ivor have in common."

El cartographer turns his attention to the man(?) outside the ring.

El cartographer: "As for you, mister, the map-makin' masta won't bow down to anyone... 'Cept for maybe someone with a few cold ones. That would be different. But that's not the point. The point is, you ARE a puppet Devastator, and I really don't have much against Damien... Except maybe taking over his position... So, if you really wanna get hurt again, then do it now!... Or later... Or never."

(OOC: Not sure whether to have a match or not, your call.)

Vengeance looks at el cartographer for a while before lifting his mic up again.

Vengeance "I'm not up here because i'm scared.. I'm up here to get the best view of the action."

Vengeance smirks.

Vengeance "I'd love to call your match. And bathe in the sorrow of the loser. The hurt, the pain that time will not be able to erase from their mind. I'm here to get the best seat in the house. Unless we want to make this interesting?"

Vengeance stands up on the turnbuckle.

Vengeance "Who here would like to see a 3 way? Either way I win. Pain is extacy. Victory is satisfying. Defeat is nothing more than hilarious."

Vengeance looks over to the two men standing in the arena.

Vengeance "How about it? People will remember this night as great. Your conscience will not forgive you if the answer was no. Again, suicide for myself, but what do I care? I've been through worse."

(OOC: Thought this might be fun, tell me if you disagree)

El cartographer stamps his foot down and yells:

El cartographer: "OH FOR PETE'S SAKE! I say, 'just come for a talk' and now look what happens!"

El cartographer grins and looks at Vengeance.

El cartographer: "But I like your idea. I'm pretty sure I can beat you Vengeance. And I've already beaten D-X, so why not both?... And of course, you and him can go at it again, see if you've... scouted your opponent. So, you know what? I'm in!"

The crowd goes wild with a series of cheers and boos.

El cartographer: "But I've got one question for the both of you. Devastator, are you in? And Vengeance?... Chairs, or no chairs?"

El cartographer pauses to await answers.

(OOC: This should be good.)

Vengeance smirks whilst on the turnbuckle. He lets out a loud long cackle.

Vengeance "Oh, definately chairs."

He squats on the turnbuckle looking at the middle of the ring, as if in a daze.

El cartographer nods his head at Vengeance before turning to look at Devastator X.

El cartographer: "Hey, man-beast! You wanna battle three-way or what? Come on! We're waiting!... And we don't got all day!"

The lights dim and the patented maniacal laughter of the Lord of Evil is heard as Damien Darkness appears at the top of the entrance ramp.

"Puppet master? Puppets? What is this speak of children's games from a little boy who likes to play with maps? I look forward to watching my man-beast destroy both of you in a 3-way dance. But remember, cartographer, I didn't get the chance to put my hands on you at the PPV because you were afraid of me, afraid of Ogre, afraid of the Darkness."

Damien Darkness laughs extra loud at this thought.

"You wish to usurp my position as the head of the Stable of Darkness? You don't seem to understand the meaning of true evil. Just remember, when your little battle is finished, if you think you can stand true evil, come look me up little map boy."

Damien Darkness fades back into the blackness.

Devastator X will laugh and point towards the ring after Damien Darkness has faded into darkness and will reply.

"So you want me to get inside that ring right now, tonight, and beat both of you bloody? Well my merry map maker of questionable character, The Hand Of Darkness has a better idea, one that will make The Master happy to no end....."

The man monster will raise his hands high above his head, and will begin chanting something in a old dead language from the ages when witches and warlocks roamed the Earth. The house lights will cut, and then moments later the lights will pop back on. This will reveal both participants of the verbal jousting, inside the ring are now 'mysteriously' covered in a blood like ichor which 'mysteriously' appeared from nowhere. The man beast, total devoid of anything 'mysterious' will laugh like a mad man, and will state to El Cartographer and Vengeance.

"No....I will bathe you both in the blood of the innocent, and when Leon sees this, perhaps he will take to heart that blood is the only thing that can quench the fire in my soul. I want blood in our next match, single, three way, I don't care, the only way to win is to make the other bleed."

The man monster will drop the microphone, and survey his magical attack on his foes before the same darkness that engulfed Damien Darkness engulfs him as well. This will leave only the two men in the ring with Devastator X 'mysterious' new theme music playing.

Vengeance looks at Devastator leaving and lifts his mic up.

Vengeance "Blood you want? Then blood you shall get. I hope Leon agrees to all our demands."

Vengeance gets out of the ring and grabs a towel, cleans himself up and starts walking away up the ramp.

His music begins to play and the crowd cheer as he leaves.