Of many things(mirk, maslow, then anyone)

[JOKEr]

My Addiction plays to start of Brash. Out walks the clown called JOKEr, with Solace right behide him. JOKEr does his stage pose, and Solace jus stands there. Then both walk to the ring and enter. JOKEr calls for a mic, which Solace hands him.

"Now Brash had it's ups and it downs. See, I advanced in the tag tournament with maSLOW. I was supprized I didn't have to show him more. I didn't have to hold his hand on how to win. So for that, Maslow, not bad... Not got more of a problem with you.. Yet. But that's enough about you. Need to move on to more important things.

MIRK, this thing we got... needs to end. We lost a match that we each could have won. Since we were the power in the ring... And spent most of the time at each others throat, no one won. The big K dude beat that little bitch Jacob. Seeing as that guy couldn't beat us. So he picked that useless stain, Jacob. So, MIRK make your way out here so we can handle this Like men.

[MIRK]

The siren begins to go off as the lights begin to fade and then the sound starts... drums begin...after the 4th set of drumming... I WEAR MY SKIN
LIKE ITS A PROBLEM...

Mirk walks out onto the stage wearing Jeans and no shirt with a black backwords hat and his sunglasses. He receives a fair amount of cheers.

OR IS IT A PROBLEM FOR YOU?

Mirk rubs his hands together and looks down at the stage as sparks begin to go off on stage. He then looks up and begins to walk down the ramp while smiling.

MY PAST WRITES THE PAGE I WALK ON

Mirk gets to the ring and slowly gets in and looks at JoKer as Mirk receives a mic to speak. His music cuts as you hear the part of his music when the guy goes...

IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII, I WISH YOU ALL SUCCESS I DO.

[glow=white,2,300]HOLY SAMUEL ADAMS BATMAN IT'S JOKER![/glow]

Crowd laughs along with MIRK.

[glow=white,2,300]You know something JoKer? You are right,...[/glow]

Pauses...

[glow=white,2,300]I SHOULD have won that match. But, But some freak hiding behind his mask in the real world tried to pull a Rorshach and be a vigilante. The son of a bitch decided that he would FIGHT me instead of our enemies. Thus letting ONE of them win. Now, it's no secret that I don't trust you. And you don't trust me. I am normal, you r a joke. I'm human, you are not. see where I am coming from here? There is only room for one of us in MMI and I certainly know the best way to handle this bro. Yet, I get the feeling that you and I r better off being on the same side of the Nile. East Side you have Me, you, MMI, our great fans that cheer and get there asses here to watch us STOMP FUCKING ASS BRO.[/glow]

Fans cheer big time.

[glow=white,2,300]Lets take a little Survey shall we?[/glow]

Mirk has made this something fun that the fans get into.

[glow=white,2,300]How many of you want to see Mirk and The JoKer beat each others ass in THIS VERY RING. Survey SAYS?[/glow]

Mirk holds out the mic to the left side crowd who boo.

[glow=white,2,300]How many of you want to see Mirk and The JoKer KICK SOME GOD DAMN FUCKING ASS together as teammates against the PLAGUE known as...everyone else. Survey SAYS?[/glow]

Mirk holds the mic out to the right side of the crowd and looks at them and nods his head as the cheer big time.

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

Mirk jerks his arm down and extends his hand out for JoKer to shake.

[Brendan Maslow]

The lights go out as Brendan Maslow's music hits. The crowd erupts, as the videotron flashes a masked Maslow across the screen.

Brendan seems at complete peace with himself. Clearly his training with Fuyuki has been paying off. He doesn't speak, but merely watches the other two men. Brendan steps aside to reveal five wooden letters that spell out the word 'TRUST'. He leans off camera and picks up a canister which contains some sort of flammable fluid. He pours it over the wooden letters. Then, out of seemingly nowhere, a bit of flame appears at the tip of his right index finger. He brings his finger down next to the wood, and suddenly, "TRUST" has gone up in flames. The tron goes black as the house lights come back up.

[Daisuke Tsuyuki]

Bang and shake it fill the atlanta dome. The crowd starts chanting


Anaru sekkusu Anaru sekkusu.


Out from the tunnel comes the man the myth hmmmmmmmmmmm not much of a myth since he had lost to the new guy. Just the man with the plan maybe no much of one anymore.


Daisuke Tsuyuki, he joins the chant as he laughs at the American crowd , they still have no idea what they are chanting.


But he didn't care and neither did they. Jumping the barrier at ring side, Dice throws the mike high above his head as he lowers his head, the crowd erupts.

Fukaku hamekonde chodai! KORA!!


Dice-K smiles as he rolls into the ring. Jumping to his feet he moonwalks to the corner, where he jumps to the turnbuckle and climbing to the top rope,turns and sits on the turnbuckle facing two guys with face paint and a guy with a shit stain on his chest.


Fukaku hamekonde chodai! KORA!! you guys are some ugly bastards.[/color] [/b]

Joker what are you doing trying to be Sentoryu 2.0 ahhahhahah at least Sentoryu has a guy that looks like he can wrestle and beat someone ahhaha you got a guy that looks like Kazarny threw up after a meth binge.


Laughing loudly ,Dice loses his balance and falls backwards off the ring post to the outside floor. Jumping up he looks around making sure no one noticed. Thinking to himself Fukaku hamekonde chodai! KORA!!Did they see me do that ?[/i][/color]

Well you other two sad sack Bin Bin Daze I would give you guys a rip or two but I think I used all my lines up on Joker and his Raggedy Anne doll he has for a body guard. Well on to what I am here for I lost last week you guys lost last week so I am throwin' in my hat, that i never wear, into the loser pool. Like a big cake of kuso I am going to throw it up against the wall and see what sticks. [/b]

[JOKEr]

JOKEr looks over this Dice. And his bodyguard.

"Look, Dicey boy... My bodyguard does what I need. If you wanna throw hands I'm down. "