JOKEr
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Post by JOKEr on Dec 15, 2010 16:12:57 GMT
A camera starts up backstage. The feel goes to the website. Those who are viewing see, a painted man. The hair all wild, his head tilted to the ground. He moves his hand back and forth. He lifts his head and turns to the camera.
"Extreme Rules, that's how I am to open my season, against Maslow, or is it Youngblood? It doesn't matter, you see they are one in the same. See, both are two faced, both have disrespected me, both are loved by the fans, and simply both wish they were me. They are just clones or one another. Nothing but empty words, and backstabbing nature. Jason did what he could to screw me out of gold here. He had his brother job out to not even let me get a title shot. Then Maslow join him in a fight that was of importents. I thought the guy was a friend, but he did as most do.... Leave me alone when I needed help. Hell, I joined MMI hoping he would also, maybe we could tag... That didn't happen he only thought of himself.
Doesn't matter, he will fall to the ground as I fly. Which brings me back to my match with Youngblood. See," Blood on the mat" your going to fight me. In a ruless war. I am going in not to fight you, but to use you as a statement. You will be my stepping stone to respect. I am a man, a creature you should be forced to respect. Trust this paint runs deep. And trust, I will make the fans and you smile in horror, as I take my place of respect as your new painted god. I shall, prove that paint makes great. And I am better then Youngblood. Simply better. "
With that, the feed cuts out.
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