Making a Statement (o2MMInc Members)

[evil]

The party like atmosphere was starting to get wild backstage in the MMInc locker room. Tonight was indeed a night of celebration. Hot women all over the place. Champagne was flowin'. Ya name it. The super group had it going on. Tonight, starting with Christian MoneyMaker's plight to improve, and grow MMInc to be the strongest force in professional wrestling. All the way down to the big victory in what turned out to be a 3-on-2 Handicap Elimination Match. With Genesis, Jason Youngblood & Sylas Styles getting a clean sweep over TNB's first line of defense.

Much to celebrate. The first big night for its newest members Genesis, Jason Youngblood & Generra. But above all else. A big night for the entire group. Throughout all the trials & tribulations. After the group was appearing to be on its last legs. In just one night. They rebounded, and are now stronger then ever before.

The camera's were inside to catch all the action. After-all. Who would wanna miss this??

I don't know about the rest of you guys. But I feel like a billion dollars right about now. Let tonight be a lesson to anyone who ever dares to cross us. In just one match. Sylas, Jason & myself proved that we're indeed an 'Untouchable' army. TNB did what they did best. They tried as they might. But failed as expected.

Scott Joseph is likely going to do nothing but whine, whine, and whine some more. Speaking of which. Big props to my man Joker for knocking his lights out earlier this evening. Hopefully after that Super Kick. His mouth can be wired shut. Lord only knows we've heard enough of it for one enough.

MG Cage, aka Super Man. Apparently little boy. You left your red cape at home. Your 'super powers' seem to have left you high & dry. What you felt tonight wasn't invincibility. What you felt was pain. Believe me, kid. The more you piss us off? The more pain we'll gladly inflict on you. Your just a helpless little puppy walking into a pack of dogs. Who will have no problem chewing you up & spitting you out. Each, and every week until you're no more!

And Payne? Do us all a favor. Hop back onto that Motorcycle of yours, and roll your ass on back to Cali. Your clearly not ready for us. Give up! You'll never ever beat this total package. What we have in this room? Is the GREATEST ensemble of athletes ever put together. This right here?? This is the real Upper Echelon of professional wrestling. No jacked up primadonna's here. Just pure talent from top to bottom. The best that money can buy is in this room. We are MoneyMaker Incorporated. And not one damn person is gonna stop us.

Haters will hate. People are going to be jealous. All in all. Its all good. Because at the end of the day? We're going to be more... then you people EVER will be! The statement is quite clear for this evening. You people on the outside looking in. Can call us whatever you like. But for those who are smart enough to see past the smoke & mirrors that TNB loves to spread all over the place. We're the best of the best. MMInc is, and always will be about three things: Money! Power! and CONTROL!

We've got plenty of cash. I say after tonight. The group is more then powerful enough. Now, all there's left to do is to take control of this stinkin' company!

Somebody gimme some Champagne!

Gen. yells out, as the other members take time out to say a few words about tonight.

[JOKEr]

As Gen gets done with his words, JOKEr seemly sneaks into the cameras view. He looks to the camera.

Scott, I know your not going to be hearing this as it plays live. But if I know you, and I believe I do. You will watch this. You'll try to understand my actions... You will think on my words.... But just know this as you do.... A clown is a trickster, he paints a happy face... He does his little jokes.... He laughs all the way, cause you never will know what runs through his twisted mind.


He stares into the camera for a few then turns and walks off camera.

[Sylas Styles]

I hate to say I told you so, but guys, I told you so.

I can't stress enough how shallow the talent pool is against us. They all flap their gums, but where were they tonight? They sat in the back, and let the two vocal leaders get their asses HANDED to them. I mean, come on, I didn't even break a sweat. I could fight another 2 matches before I even put a dent in my moveset.

And hell, I didn't even put the right gear on here tonight. And somebody thought it'd be cool to replace my shampoo, with blue hair dye. Whoever did it, good job, you got a laugh at my expense. But it'll be the last laugh you get.

Jason, you got something to add?

[Jason Youngblood]

"Yeah... I got somethin' to add..."

Jason stepped into camera view, champagne literally dripping from his head and hair as the party was definitely getting wilder than even he expected. Of course there was a beer in his hand, with all of the celebrating going on tonight. A smile on his face the entire time though as he focused on the camera...

"TNB? That was just freakin unbelievably pitiful, even for you guys. I mean really... MG Cage & Brandon Payne was all the troops could muster? That's your "frontline" TNB? Who the hell is calling the shots for your army over there, Obama?!"

A couple of oohs and ahhs but Jason paid it no mind. It was all in the family anyway so he kept on.

"But in a strange and twisted way. I understand it. I see why that's all you could muster for the showdown with Money Maker Inc earlier in the night. Shia Storm's too occupied with surpassing his own tag team partner he can't think straight. Ayden Conley was busy shopping for new Maybelline products. Scott Joseph couldn't even see how to get out of his dressing room with that shag dog do he's dealing with lately, & Ryan Whyte's just too idiotic to see what's going on right in front of him. I almost pity you bastards man. Almost."

"You see, just like Mr. Elite himself here said..."

Motioning towards his MMInc. brethren Genesis of course.

"Just like he said only moments ago, this is an untouchable army. Look at what we did here tonight. Decimated the TNB front line without even flinching. This is much more than a stable TNB. Way more than some new regime. We are now, and always will be the upper echelon of professional wrestling. An infamous collective in the making people."

"We're compiled of the greatest from past years, the present day and time as well as the next-gen-eration of superstars who can put things back into order for this business like it should have been done a looooooong time ago. We're not just the headlinerz here in this business. No. This is a brotherhood like none other you see, forming right before your eyes, like none that has been formed before. It even runs deeper than familia family people. You're talking about the most blood thirsty, ambitious and relentless assembled pool of superstars the business has ever, seen. We got a job in mind TNB. And it's gonna get done, one way... Or another. It's not gonna be pretty either. Because see we ain't heroes and we ain't swooping in to save damsels in distress either. There's gonna be tears, blood and an abundance of IV bags for anybody that opposes what you see right here tonight. Fans might be in for a bit of future shock by the heads that are gonna roll here soon. So TNB brass, you might wanna contact the FCC. Get em' ready for what might come reeeeeaaalll soon. Might be in need of a little viewer discretion in the near future. Quote me..."

With that Jason's smile only grew raising a beer to his lips again, downing it in mere seconds before stepping away from camera view for a few moments to enjoy the festivities some more. Life is good. But it's a million, billion, trillion times better, when it's life with Money Maker Inc.

[Generra]

After Jason spoke his piece, so eloquently of course, Generra stepped forward, the head of this multi headed collective along with her, his arm draped over her as they were both all smiles. A glass of champagne in her hand, she focused on the camera before them, taking a break from getting acquainted with the femme fatales of the outfit known as MMInc., Generra began offering her own take on the events as of late concerning Money Maker Inc.

"My good friends here have spoken much truth on the matter of what Money Maker Incorporated has accomplished within the span of a few weeks. Everyone here in TNB, every industry insider thought that the group was weakened beyond repair, when Genesis himself stepped away so to speak... And even more so when Jason chose to walk away himself. Little did they know that was all apart of the plan. How gullible can one be? To honestly believe something so powerful would simply vanish without a relentless fight."

Generra offered a raised eyebrow with a devilish grin before continuing on.

"I shutter to think what those on the other side have to go through in the coming days... weeks...months...Perhaps even years? All I know is this; there comes a time when things have to be set right, and kept right. This is one of those moments ladies and gentlemen, and with the talent assembled here, the oh so gracious Mr. Moneymaker, Lucy and myself handling the business side of matters here in TNB, the group simply cannot lose. Winning, is the only thing in our future, while it will certainly remain something that TNB only sees in it's rearview. But look at me. Rambling on and such. Back to partying ladies & gentlemen, back to partying."

Generra raised her glass of champagne her smile as wide as could be as she waited for yet another member to chime in and offer their words of celebratory showing for the night.