Roderick McRatrick(champion) vs BC Steele

As a reminder, Roderick McRatrick needs to choose from one of the 3 core stipulations of Hardcore, Submission, or Technical that the A1E Triple Star Title will be defended under. The core stipulation that Roderick chooses will remain in effect until after A1E's Cyber Brutality, or until he loses the A1E Triple Star Title, whichever comes first...


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BC Steele is shown with a box of tapes. Each is labeled with something different. Currently playing is a tape of Steele pinning El Pantera. Steele smiles, ejects the tape, and puts in a new one. It is a japanese tape of Big Japan Wrestling. The match has two japanese combatants beating each other senseless with barbed wire, light tubes, and one is thrown into a tub of pirhannas. Steele smiles a demonic smile and glances at the camera as he speaks.

"Anarchist" BC Steele: A successful pay per view appearence results in myself getting another title shot. Again i meet Rod McRat for the Triple Star Title. Roderick will choose hardcore, submission, or Technical. Rod, i beg of you... choose submission. I am a man who has never tapped out. I, numerious times have caused people to give up and admit they arent man enough to take anymore. Ask Micheal James... he knows the STF all too well.

Steele puts in another tape and it begins to play. It is another Japanese match featuring Chris Benoit and Jushin Thunder Liger. Steele seems to be studying every single move and counter. He speaks as the tape plays.

Steele: Technical is another piece of my arsenal. You are a sneak. You do not comprehend and cannot "hang" with me technically. Off topic, but you cannot compare to me mentally either. Guerrero, Benoit, Jericho, Lance Storm, and many others became famous by wrestling a technical mat based style. Kurt Angle, from my FORMER.. AND I STRESS FORMER hometown of Pittsburgh was a technically superior athlete. And hardcore? You , by no means, want to enter the realm of hardcore with myself. My wide array of moves... be it double stomp, roaring elbow, or even the second rope brainbuster works SO much more effectively with some sort of object involved. Granted your idea of hardcore consists of KY and your favorite adult video. I think of blood, broken bones, chairs, tables, ladders, barbed wire, glass, lighttubes, and that.. is just the tip of the iceberg.

A japanese man enters the room and says somethin in Japanese to Steele. They have a slight conversation which ends with the man's eyes opening wide , jaw dropped, and slowly leaves. Steele shakes his head and quickly focuses back on the camera

Steele: You have entered a war in which you cant win. You will not come out on top. That title will be mine. So enjoy it while you can. Show everyone so that someday they remember you were once greatness. Because when i am done with you, no matter what the stipulation, your appearence will not be recognizable. What everyone will RECOGNIZE is me.. being exactly what i say i am.. Greatness!!!!

Steele leaves the room and goes into a small dimly lit gym. There are various glass objects on the floor. Two men charge at Steele and are quickly taken down. Steele jams a lighttube in the one mans arm. The camera fades to black.

We're standing by at the arena in Yokohama, Japan. Squiggy Jackson is standing by, looking at his watch, looking generally impatient.

SJ: Jeez, where could he be? For crying out loud, I'm actually waiting for this putz to show up.

Suddenly, Roderick McRatrick busts in the door, his clothes all dirty like he was rolling around in mud.

SJ: Where the hell were you?

RMR: SLANDER!

SJ: What in the...

RMR: SLANDER!

SJ: What the, I was just asking...

RMR: And I'm asking you to stop slandering me! Just because we're in a foreign land doesn't mean you can take liberties with my good name.

SJ: You have a good name? I thought that was tarnished years ago

RMR: You know, you have a point.

Awkward silence

SJ: Anyway, where were you?

RMR: I was off defending my Triple Star Championship. You know, wrestling for A1E. THe reason why we're here.

SJ: No you weren't. You're facing BC Steele at Tuesday Night Warfare.

RMR: BC Steele? Who the hell? Wasn't he in Teenage Bukkake Bonanza?

SJ: No, he's a wrestler, not a porn star.

RMR: Coulda fooled me with a name like that. I mean, he could be both. I mean, didn't you know that Damon Blackburn also dabbles in gay scat porn?

SJ: Now that's slander.

RMR: Well played, sir.

SJ: But anyway, you're facing BC Steele, although I must admit, I'm kinda interested in hearing who you defended your title against just now.

RMR: Godzilla.

SJ: exasperatedly Godzilla.

RMR: Yes, Godzilla.

SJ: Why am I not surprised?

RMR: Because we're in Japan. Duhhh, don't you know Godzilla lives in Japan and attacks Tokyo every couple of months or so? I had to rise up and take him down for the honor of the Japanese everywhere!

SJ: Somehow, I doubt you fought a monster that doesn't even exist out of the realm of movies.

RMR: Are you suggesting that I, Roderick McRatrick, slayer of Tim Couch and holder of the Triple Star Championship, am any less than honest?

SJ: Yeah, pretty much.

RMR: ...Shut up!

SJ: No. I want to see video proof of you fighting Godzilla.

RMR: It's funny you ask for that, because I do indeed have that footage! Roll it, Fernando!

SJ: Fernando?

RMR: Yeah, isn't he the guy in hte truck?

SJ: Nah dude, the guy in the truck's name is Steve.

RMR: Oh really? Damn, well, it used to be Fernando, right?

SJ: No, it's pretty much been Steve since 2001.

RMR: I see. Umm, roll it... um, Steve.

Roll movie footage of Godzilla rising out of the sea with Blue Oyster Cult's "Godzilla" playing in the background. Cut to a badly spliced scene where Roderick kicks a miniature sized Godzilla action figure into a swimming pool. Cut to movie footage of Godzilla going back into the sea.

RMR: See? I beat Godzilla. I DESTROYEDU ARRU MONSTERS...U!"

SJ: I think you've sunk to a new low.

RMR: Nah, it couldn't have been any worse than the time I shoved Allen Thomas into the path of Chip Friendly's oncoming semi.

SJ: Wait, you did that?

RMR: Did what?

SJ: Pushed Allen Thomas into the path of an oncoming truck.

RMR: That wasn't me. What would give you that idea?

SJ: Christ...

RMR: Anyway, that's probably a wrap...

SJ: Um, no you still have to worry about BC Steele.

RMR: But why would I have to worry about a porn star?

SJ: He's not a porn star. He's an anarchist wrestler.

RMR: Oh, so I’ll need holy water.

SJ: Umm, no, why would you need holy water?

RMR: Because he’s the Anti-Christ.

SJ: Not Anti-Christ, anarchist.

RMR: Oh. I see.

SJ: You don’t know what an anarchist is, don’t you?

RMR: Not the foggiest.

SJ: Why am I not surprised. Anyway, one more thing, you have to pick your stipulation for your next round of title defenses.

RMR: What did I pick last time?

SJ: Umm, you picked hardcore.

RMR: Oh okay. Then this time around, I’ll pick naked lady oil wrestling.

SJ: That’s not one of the stipulations.

RMR: Really? How about naked gentleman oil wrestling.

SJ: Oh dear God, I have the urge to vomit. But no, that’s not it either.

RMR: Oooh, I have a good one. How about one where only wrestlers who’ve defeated Godzilla are eligible to win the match?

SJ: No. The stipulations you can choose from are hardcore, submission and technical.

RMR: Ooh, okay, which one did he say he was good at?

SJ: Huh?

RMR: You know, those n00bs always like give away the one stip that they’re good at in a way of baiting the veteran into taking that match which plays into that advantage, thinking that the veteran’s pride will be his undoing. I know it’s true because I read it on the back of a Honeycombs cereal box.

SJ: Sure you did. :b

RMR: Don’t roll your eyes at me!

SJ: Then don’t say things that make me roll them.

RMR: Oh yeah? Well, I once stole Polish sausage…. From an ITALIAN BUTCHER!

SJ: Just give it a rest. Anyway, Steele pretty much said he could own you in any stipulation match.

RMR: Oh, he’s one of those guys eh. Well, let’s make the stipulations technical this time, and this match will be a “You can only win the match pinfall after using a snapmare” match. Is that good?

SJ: Well, it seems a bit excessive, but I guess it’s okay.

RMR: Good. Now I have to go. I’m off to fight Mothra!

SJ: Oh brother…

Roderick walks off as Squiggy just shakes his head as the scene fades out.

A clip is shown of BC Steele in a confessional. He quietly but strongly says "forgive me father, for i am about to sin". The camera fades in and out and there is a closeup of Steele digging a grave. It is the time when there is light.. but the sun is quickly setting. There is a tombstone but it cannot be read for the camera has zoomed out a bit. Steele puts the shovel in the ground and begins to speak

"Anarchist" BC Steele: Ya know I have seen more and more people take myself lightly. People like El Pantera, Micheal James, Obsidian, and more. Every one of them have felt pain, anguish, terror, and an unexplainable yearning for death.

Steele laughs and continues to dig as he speaks

Steele: It's funny... i was within seconds of winning the Triple Star and Survivor title but yet still no one knows who I am. Roderick, win lose or draw you will no who i am. It will be evident by the blood that pours down your face. It will be shown in the anguish on your face after the proof that i am the technical superior.

Steele stops talking but continues digging. As he is doing this , the camera zooms in and focuses on the tombstone which reads "Roderick McRatrick: Death by ignorance". Steele slams the shovel in front of the camera which startles the camera man. Steele walks over to a bench and the camera follows...

Steele: I am going to commit a homicide. Now i have no problem killing a man, if neccesary but this will be career homicide. Rod, after you lose the title, your career will be over. You will have no worth. All the while , im sure, insisting "who is BC Steele". However you know exactly who I am. I am a righteous individual. I am a man who would not take anymore garbage from his country and its inhabitants. I stood up against the scum , the dogs, the filth, the shit, i am someone who decided to live life as I saw fit. This was an educated decision. I always do my homework. I learned things about this country that most people could NEVER ever know or care to learn. Taxes for example. Federal taxes were created to pay off debt collected in World War One. That was over a LONG time ago and that debt has been paid off.

A family walks by, all having unhappy looks on their faces. Steele stops the young girl, about four years old walks by staring at Steele. His facial expression becomes one of anger and the little girl sees this and runs off to her mother, who is starting the car.

Steele: Amazing how innocence can turn to fear by just a look or one's expression. She knows nothign about me yet she now fears me. Shouldnt judge a book by its cover. That brings me back to you Rod. You are a lanky 240lbs who comes to the ring in a trenchcoat. You look more like a pervert than a professional. You are not physically imposing but i dont underestimate you. You're a champion. Yet you , on the surface, seem to underestimate me. Its just like when America went to Vietnam. If you truly are not studying me, doing your homework, and truly have no care... you are in for a world of hurt. I almost, I SAID ALMOST feel sorry for you. Then again, thats not the kind of guy i am.

The sky has now turned a dark shade , yet not considered night. Steele walks up to a gate and leans against it.

Steele: Its amazing Rod. Bush insists "conflict is over" yet 853 have died since he said that. He claims the economy is on the upswing but it is as worse as it has EVER been. And you, being a champion, SHOULD be studying and figuring how to hold on to the title... yet you are too concerned with making movies and talking about Godzilla. Fine, do whatever you have to do to feel good. Because we will be in Japan. Not on American soil. I may have that advantage to know that I am around people who understand my philospohy. While i study tapes and whatever else i need to do to reign victorious... im sure you and Squiggy will be with some thirteen year old whores behind a restaurant. Then again... it is Japan. So TEHNICALLY that is legal. How appropriate a slimy guy like you that alwyas gets off , metaphorically, on tehnicalities... will lose his title in a technical match. Good luck Rod, youll need it.

Steele closes the gate and walks off along a dirt road as the camera fades and zooms out.

We're behind a restaurant in Yokohama, where Roderick McRatrick is entertaining a few 13 year old hookers.

RMR: So you girls rube me bery rong time?

Suddenly, Squiggy Jackson enters, microphone in hand.

SJ: Roderick! What the hell are you doing back here?

RMR: Entertaining thirteen year-old hookers. I even got one for you.

SJ: What, are you TRYING to get me deported? This isn't the way to prepare for your match with BC Steele.

RMR: I already did all the preparing I needed to do. I've defeated Godzilla, Mothra, Mecha-Godzilla, King Kong, Charles Rodin and even Gadzooki for good measure.

SJ: Charles Rodi... nevermind. I doubt you got rid of all those monsters.

RMR: Well, though my goal was to DESTROYU ALLU MONSTERS...U, and that goal is still short, for I still have to destroy the Porn Star Anti-christ.

SJ: He's not the Anti-christ, he's an anarchist.

RMR: Sure, that's what he wants you to believe. But when it starts raining fire and brimstone, and your pee starts to burn, then what are you going to do?

SJ: Well, I know that's not going to happen.

RMR: Non-believers... feh, I guess I'll just see you in Hell. From Heaven of course.

SJ: You're not going to Heaven.

RMR: Yes I am.

SJ: This is ridiculous. Anyway, Steele doesn't think it's so funny. He thinks you're overlooking him.

RMR: Oh I'm not overlooking him. In fact, I'm feeling pain, anguish, terror and an unexplainable yearning for death.

SJ: What, did he attack you beforehand?

RMR: No, I mean having to listen to one of his interviews. Man, pure pain. You know, if this were a submission match, I might have tapped already, but fear not, this is a "Pinfalls only after usign a snapmare" match, so I'm pretty much in the clear.

SJ: Well he does have a few victories.

RMR: Yeah, but he doesn't have victories over monsters! Even if you dont' count Godzilla, I've beaten Power Rangers and Tim Couch and Satan and I've even beaten the brother of Tom Cruise.

SJ: Man, I didn't expect you to remember that far back.

RMR: Remember what?

SJ: Beating Cameron Cruise.

RMR: I beat Cameron Cruise? Holy shit, I'm good.

SJ: Well, BC Steele isn't impressed.

RMR: Well, he'll be impressed after I do these two thirteen year old hookers, contract the clap and beat him with a snapmare.

SJ: Those are pretty gaudy expectations.

RMR: Well yeah, but you know, I am lanky. And I'm gonna use that lankiness to my advantage.

SJ: But lanky isn't good.

RMR: Yes it is. Doesn't lanky mean "supercalifragilisticexpealadocious?"

SJ: No, it means thin and bony.

RMR: Oh. Well, at least I'm not the Anti-christ. And I'm going to finish DESTROYUING ALLU MONSTERS...U when I finish off The Porn Star Anti-christ after I'm done PENETRATINGU ALLU HOOKERS...U!

SJ: Whatever... I'm out.

RMR: Hey, are you sure you don't want a hooker?

SJ: I'm positive.

RMR: Oh, I'm sure they don't care. I mean, they probably have every other STD known to man.

SJ: Not HIV positive. I mean, I don't wanna...

RMR: Sheesh...

Squiggy walks off as Roderick continues to sweet talk the underage hookers.