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ZzZzZzZz—! - (Gravy_Xtreme_5000) - 02-02-2026
The next day.
Graves is still in line.
He’s been in line since yesterday.
Graves is the line.
Nobody else is here.
Nobody else cares.
The place is dead, and Gravy's catching heat for trying to shock it back to life.
At 3:11 PM he sat down to give his legs a rest.
At 4:19 PM he wakes up with his ticket stuck to his cheek with drool.
He peels it off and reads it.
| Valid after 4:00 PM – 02/02/2026 |
Gravy looks at the clock.
4:19 PM
He gasps!
"I’M LATE FOR MY VIOLENCE!"
He barrels through the XTREME hallway door, shoving right past Vinnie and knocking him and his verification process to the floor.
Inside, Jenny Myst is mid-conversation with a stagehand. She's complaining that trying to win the Xtreme title is just trolling. She expects complete peace and silence during her reign.
She's also blabbering on something about reputations.
Well...
She turns just in time to see cape, boots, and scary mask launching toward her in a lime blur.
Graves doesn’t say a word.
He just starts swinging.
Wild, unhinged, half-awake fist of fury.
He goes full gorilla on her ass.
He cracks her with a folding chair that he absolutely had hidden in his cape.
He yells something about daylight savings.
He yells something about ticket validation.
He yells something about lack of restrooms in the line to get in.
Nobody understands any of it.
Jenny stumbles backward, overwhelmed by Gravy's sudden onslaught.
She collapses on the floor.
Gravy looks around frantically.
Panicked, even.
He needs someone to make the cover.
He needs a (potential) patsy champion.
He needs—
—from down the hallway, a very confused, very dirty hobo is being escorted out of catering by security.
Graves points.
"YOU!"
He grabs the man by his coat and drags him.
Jenny is barely conscious.
Graves throws the hobo directly on top of her like a sandbag.
Then he dives on top of both of them to give extra leverage.
The referee slides in.
Graves screams in his face:
"COUNT THE HOBO'S PIN!"
ONE!
The hobo wheezes.
TWO!!
Jenny's body shifts slightly as she prepares to kick out—with gusto—and that clown's pecker flutters in anticipation of the idea that Graves will spend yet another day—STANDING IN LINE...
:'(
RE: ZzZzZzZz—! - YourHighnessofViolence - 02-02-2026
Jenny is on her back and suddenly realizes that she doesn’t have time for these games but knows that because Gravy is the resident troll with nothing better to do, who is a major majority of the reason that these title rules were even changed to begin with, suddenly decides to give the most board but valid kick out of her life. She gets a shoulder up rolls away and continues our conversation letting him so about his tactics, not working and walking away muttering about how they never will.
Did I mention a kick out?
Kicks out