All Star Game: The Midget Grindhouse Vs. TEAM Lurve

The Midget Grindhouse is: Chris Seeney and Emperor Joker.

TEAM Lurve is: C.M. Punk and Justice Legion Alpha Batman.

"This is going to be great!" exclaims Chris Seeney. He is standing in the front row of Madison Square Garden, which is currently set up to host a wrestling event. He looks at the newly created FFL Brand ring, then gazes over the crowd. He feels pride because he knows that each of these common characters have a unique story and soul, thanks to him. "Not bad for a beginner, eh Joker?" asks Seeney. Emperor Joker is seated next to Chris and has his feet draped over the guardrail in front of him. "It's ooookay, but the popcorns a little stale." comments the Joker while he continues throwing the kernels into the air and catching them in his mouth. "I don't get it. The world is your playground, and you settle for a petty rasslin match? Why did I give you my god-like 5th dimensional powers again? You could do anything! Kill anyone! Live a little, kid!!!" chides The Joker. "That's the problem Joker... You gave me this power because you did kill everything and everyone... repeatedly. Then resurrected them to do it again, and again... and again. Even you got bored eventually. So we're going to do things my way because I'll be damned if I put this All-Star game together and don't have a little fun for myself! retorts the newly christened Emperor Seeney. "Now be quiet, it's about to start!"

The house lights dim, and a lone spotlight focuses on the top of the enterance ramp to reveal Justice legion Alpha Batman(JLA). He walks with purpose to the ring, and never takes his angry glare away from his opponents. He fights every urge to strike, but knows that he must play his part, at least until he can figure a way out of the unending Hell that he is currently involved in. Of course, The Joker is booing and hissing incessantly. He is silenced by the guitar riff of C.M. Punk's entrance music "Cult of Personality." It blares through the Seeney-Tech speakers as a lively highlight video plays on the Seeney-Tron screen. Chris managed to put his "Best in the world" C.M. Punk T-shirt on just in time to get a high five from his self described "spirit animal' C.M. Punk. "Yes!!!" he shouts elated, while the Joker rolls his eyes. "C'mon kid! Don't be such a mark." says Joker. TEAM Lurve enters the ring, and faces their tormentors. Chris begins to speak as the crowd noise dies down. "The rules are simple. You two will fight each other, and the one who wins gets to walk away unharmed. If you chose not to fight your temporary TEAMmate, I'll simply make you. Any questions?" asks Emperor Seeney. "Just one. Do you want a GTS or Anaconda Vise finish?" asks a smug Punk. "Hmmm... Go To Sleep is an awesome move, but it's been a minute since you got a win by submission... Listen to your heart." decrees Seeney. Punks smiles as he begins to loosen up in preparation for the match.

The bell rings and JLA Batman looks around frantically for any escape to their insane predicament. "Hey Bats! You know the only way out is through me, so stop stalling." yells Punk. JLA thinks then looks to Punk and nods. They lock up in the middle of the ring, and Batman immediatly sends a lightning quick, super strength knee into Punk's sternum, which kills Punk. JLA Batman begins to turn to exit the ring, but he is halted by Seeney. "No... You can't DO that! PUNK!!! GET UP!!!" yells Chris. C.M. Punk is brought back to life by Chris. C.M. Punk attempts his signature bulldog on JLA, but is quickly countered by an over the shoulder Judo throw, following it with a neck snapping twist to Punk's head. The WWE superstar is lifeless as JLA again attempts to leave the ring. "NOOOO!!!!!! This isn't supposed to happen like this!!! DAMMIT!!!" Seeney screams while again making Punk rise to life. JLA takes Punk down with a roundhouse leg sweep, then restrains him with a nasty looking ankle lock submission. Punk's will is tested as his ankle is twisted into an increasingly sickening angle. He tries to reach the ropes, which would force JLA to release the hold, but JLA Batman drags Punk back to the center of the ring. His agony is palpable, and reaches out to the crowd for any kind of moral support. Chris Seeney instictively reaches back to his hero, unwittingly giving Punk his unlimited power. Punk feels the energy flow into him, and looks back to JLA. "I got em... we can end the ruse now." says Punk as JLA releases the ankle lock hold. "What a mark." declares the wrestler. Punk gets on one knee as he yells "IT'S CLOBBERIN TIME!!!" to the heavens. Seeney knows whats coming and tries to change reality, but quickly realizes his mistake when nothing happens. Joker sees Chris' stunned face, and decides to beat a hasty retreat. "Good times kid, but i believe this is where we part ways. Good luck!" laughs The Joker while makes his way through the crowd. JLA Batman uses the advanced optics in his mask to pinpoint The Joker, and buries a Batarang in the back of his skull. C.M. Punk is getting close to a still flabberghasted Chris Seeney. "I give up! You guys win! I promise! I'm sorry!" begs Chris. Punk accepts the apology, and spares his biggest fan. "I'm... I'm not dead? I knew you wouldn't let me down! Um... Can I have your autograph?" asks Seeney. C.M. Punk shakes his head, but still decides to honor the request. "Sure, sure... I suppose I do kind of owe you one." concedes Punk. "YES!!! BEST IN THE WORLD!!!" shouts Chris with his arms crossed above his head in an "X" formation. "Yeah, yeah... say kid, you got a pen?" questions C.M. Punk. "Huh? Oh... um, yeah!" says Chris as he reaches into his pocket. JLA Batman tosses a Batarang that embeds in the skull of Chris Seeney. C.M Punk turns around with his arms raised to either side in disbelief. "What the f*ck dude?" asks Punk. "He was reaching for a weapon, i just know it." explains JLA. "My friend, I think you might just have some anger issues that you need to overcome. Have you ever heard of the Straight Edge Society?" questions the WWE superstar. "... Go on..." replies JLA Batman as the two begin to leave the arena.