It Starts...(o2a)

[MIRK]

The siren begins as the stadium gets dark and I wear my skin by One Minute Silence begins to play over the arena. The drums begin to bang, after the third set of drums... I WEAR MY SKIN!!!
Mirk walks out onto the stage wearing jeans and no shirt. His hat which this time is blue and his sunglasses. His usual necklasses to of course! He begins to shake his head and laugh as he walks all confidently down the ramp and into the ring. In the ring his music keeps playing as Mirk walks around the ring screaming.

[glow=white,2,300]CUT MY MUSIC.[/glow]

Music stops.

[glow=white,2,300]Now isn't this just SHOCKING! Genesis is...FIRED. Well now, how things change in such a short amount of time. With him gone that makes everyone automatically assume that MMI is finished. So lets take a survey shall we?[/glow]

Fans cheer and groan.

[glow=white,2,300]How many of you are glad to see that sick scumbag heartless asshole Genesis gone form TNB. Survey SAYS?[/glow]

Mirk holds the mic out to a very mixed reaction of more boos then cheers.

[glow=white,2,300]How many of you want to see Moneymaker Incorporated...[/glow]

fans begin to scream.

[glow=white,2,300]Kick some ass and take some names and show EVERYONE that we are the FUTURE OF TNB AND YOU CAN'T STOP US! Survey SAYS?[/glow]

Fans scream loudly.

[glow=white,2,300]SCORE ONE FOR THE GOOD GUYS!!![/glow]

Mirk laughs and takes a small break as the fans scream.

[glow=white,2,300]Now that Genesis is out of the picture it is time to pick back up where we left off before all hell broke loose and went down. Its time to talk about ME. As the man that ended Genesis career I am proud to say that I celebrating by leaving out an open challenge for this weeks Brash. MMI must start our show of dominince again by a victory by its new second in command. [/glow]

Mixed reaction.

[glow=white,2,300]That's right SECOND IN COMMAND, I am! I am Micheal Irwin Rossdale Kwin. As the new Second in Command of MMI. I issue out this challenge to whoever is up to it. Afterall, it is hard to have the balls and fucking guts to face the man that ended a career of a Legend. Also the next TNB Heavyweight Champion.[/glow]

Mirk lowers the mic and looks towords the stage to see who will come out.

[Jacob Stevens]

Forsaken by Dream Theater interrupts MIRK. Jacob Stevens comes out through the crowd with a microphone in hand. While he's walking down the steps and heading toward the ring, he begins to talk.

Why don't you just shut the HELL up?! Don't you understand that no one really cares what you have to say?

The crowd cheers.

You come out here acting like you're simply amazing and you assume roles of authority in your little boys club like it actually means something.

The crowd cheers and boos.

What? You guys actually like this piece of crap? Ok, ok.. I'm sorry... That was insulting for fecal matter everywhere, and I apologize.

The crowd explodes with laughter. By this time, Jacob is at the ringside barrier and he climbs over. He walks around the ring and continues to talk.

Now, Michael, enough of the witty banter and chit-chat. Let's get down to business, shall we?

Jacob watches MIRK lift up his mic, but interrupts him before he can continue.

Hold on, man. I'm sorry, yet again. I didn't mean for you to think that it was your turn to talk. That's what we call a rhetorical question, which requires no answer, dumbass.

The crowd boos Jacob.

Are you people serious? I mean, I'm out here to entertain you and you have the audacity to boo me? For THIS guy? Just shut up and let me finish! I promise after I'm done with him, I will be good to you guys again.

So, Michael, here's the deal... We have fought in the past, although with your sense of self-importance becoming over-inflated recently, you may not remember that. So I will recap for you even though it hurts me to do so... We've had three matches, Michael. The first time you beat me. Then I beat you. And for the final match, you beat me. And you know what that does, Michael? It makes me angry. You want to know why it makes me angry?

MIRK goes to comment again, and Jacob stops him once more.

Michael, do these people a favor and keep that damn microphone by your fucking side! They don't want to hear you right now.

The fans boo while Jacob climbs the ringsteps and steps into the ring itself.

Anyway, it makes me angry because you having one win over me really makes you seem like you're full of yourself everytime we see each other. Whether it be in the locker room, on the streets, or even in one of the planes going to a show, you always have this smug look on your face whenever you see me. And I'm here to tell you...

Jacob gets in MIRK's face.

IT..IS..FINISHED!!

Part of the crowd cheers and part boo.

This is what's going to happen, Michael. You and I will have a match at this next Brash. I'm here to accept your open challenge. And we'll see who the victor is.

Jacob backs up.

But, however, this will do one of two things. Number one, you will win and you will have earned the right to look at me like you do. Although you could dial back the crazy eyes sometimes.... Or number two, it makes us even and we have to go another round. Either way, you're in for a fight. And if you do happen to win, I'll be the bigger man and shake your hand after the match. But until then, just know that you're only one match better than me. And that's barely anything to be proud of, bitch!

The crowd cheers and boos one more time while MIRK finally gets to respond.

[JOKEr]

Before the mic raises up, Addiction hits the speakers. The clown of TNB makes his way out. He has mic to lips and doesn't pause for everyone to see who he is. He simply speaks.

"Wow just, wow. The egos out here are about to steal all the air from
The room. First of all, let me start with you MIRK.... Your the second in command... really? Because Genesis is gone... You get to jump to the front of the line.... Dude, you be tripping. See, I beat you and Avenger in a match at the ppv. You may think it shady how the end when down... But it's really only cause I beat you to the punch, or in this case whip. You never really got the oked re-entry into the MMI. So, sorry kid no promotion for you. Sorry, your going to have to take back the business cards you had made."

Turns to Jacob and points.

"Dude, who are you... I mean, you think you entertaining the crowd.... The sound of music makes this people happier then you fuck tard voice. You try to be funny, but start hatin when no one laughs.

You know why that is?.... They already laughed their ass off... When they saw you in twilight the vampire ass rape movies. But that's enough about you. See, those tag team gold you hold are in danger.

This tournament to find who faces you for them, has me in it. And though I am teamed with a waste of what is supposedly talent... MaSLOW... I will be taking them off your and hillbilly brother of yours waist.

See, after I get the job done. I will be adding you to the list of stepping stones in the year of the Clown. So be happy, soon I will making your mom smart for not shallowing.

[Jacob Stevens]

Jacob just laughs at Joker before lifting up the mic.

Ok, "dude", you obviously have no idea what you're talking about. I hope you're using face paint instead of real paint for that shit on your face. Although that would explain why you think I'm still part of the tag team champions, it's just not healthy, "dude".

The crowd laughs.

Oh? What was that? The crowd laughed? Yeah, you see, I know what to say and what to do to get the crowd behind me. Don't even get me started on how green you are to this business. The way you come out here and talk, anyone could tell that you're still a baby and this is a whole new world for you. I suggest you go back to your locker room and watch how we do things in TNB. Just because you're part of that silly little boys club, too, doesn't mean you can come out here and get in this match.

The crowd cheers for Jacob.

You hear what those people just did? That's called applause to them, but to us that's called doing our job. And you will not be able to do your job right when you're out here with me and, to a lesser extent, Michael Kwin. Now, I don't know much about you, I will admit that, but him I know well. And I will tell everyone right now that even though I hate the man for being one up on me, that doesn't take away the respect I have for him for making as big an impact as he has made in his short time here.

The crowd cheers for Jacob again and starts a MIRK chant. Jacob calms them down.

Now, before I get too carried away with the praise, I have to say one more good thing about him... Michael is the best bet for that number two spot in your gay ass club. And that's really not saying much, but anyone can see he's the best fit for it...

Once again the crowd bursts out chants for MIRK and an occassional Jacob cheer.

So, with that out of the way, you can clearly see how you are out of your league out here, clown. Just go back to the locker room now because this isn't about to become a three-way dance. No, this is a one-on-one, mano-a-mano match for MIRK and I. You don't fit in this equation anywhere. So move along.

And, Michael, don't take what I said to your head. You may be good for your outfit, but that still doesn't mean that you have the upper hand this time, bitch.

[JOKEr]

Looks at Jacob, before laughing out loud.

"Wow, just wow... These morons cheer for a loser who gets them behide him. And that's somehow a big deal. Dude, most of these people probably can't even tie there own shoe laces.

And me coming out here, barely had anything to do with you. See, I had to speak at you.... I mean you run your mouth, and bad mouth the mmi. Tell me why I should let that slide. You and your partner, just better watch out.... Cause belts or not, MMI has marked you an enemy. "

Turns to MIRK, then speaks.

"I'll be seeing you. And be sure to drop this little boy. That's the least you could do. "

[Sentoryu]

The arena goes dark, a remix of Arena and The river dragon comes, booms though the dark. At the end of the first verse, co insiding with the first pinch harmonic of the next verse, an explosion of fire erupts from the stage.


Though this flame comes two figures, one towering over the other. The blaze subsides and standing there is The new TNB undisputed champion, and his monster.


Well now what have we here. The vultures trying to pick the carcass of MMI clear? Jacob you could not beat Dice and I last year, so you gave up and went all the way to the bottom of the barrel to fight these curtain jerkers? Ha A clown and a guy that looks like he has dog shit on his chest? child pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease.

Looking at Kyrksen, Sentoryu smiles.

You see boys, this monster here this is what you three will have to endure. Because I am unleashing him onto you three .

Why you may ask? Because I know how to adapt, improvise, and overcome. I have done this many times before. Your time has come to be on the receiving end.

First of all MIRK and Joker he will beat you two back to whatever hole you dragged your asses out of. Ending all of this MMI garbage.

Why?

Because there is only room for one top dog in TNB and THAT is ME. MMI is done finished if I have to I will step into the ring and put the final spike in the coffin myself.


But I would prefer not to soil my hands with that as I now have this monster to do that for me.


To Jacob my apologies as you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Collateral damage they call it.



Lowering the mike he pauses maybe these underlings will have words for him. He hoped not but anything could happen.

[kraz]

Before words are spoken, before another thought comes to pass... Fall into Sleep, plays. Solace makes his way out on stage. JOKEr smiles, as Solace walks up to the beast of fresh, Big K. He gets nose to chest, for Solace is only 6'1". Nothing close to K's height. JOKEr hands his mic to Solace.
You are the dog with needs a leach. You a man of flesh and meat, you want a piece of JOKEr... You'll need to go through me. Seeing as I am his bodyguard. If you want to destroy MMI, JOKEr and MIRK... then I guess your dog needs to take me out first... What do you think of this.