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Post by atlas on Apr 4, 2007 15:24:00 GMT -5
*Nelly's "Here Comes The BOOM" plays on the PA, and the rawkus Texas crowd knows that to the stage comes one of the states brightest talents, Ron Atlas. Sporting his trademark warmup suit, Atlas makes his way to the ring. Upon entering, he calls for a mic and lays down his challenge*
What's tha' deal, Beaumont!!!
*The crowd begins the "Atlas" chant*
If there's on thing we do here in Texas, is we do it up BIG. I mean, just look at me. 2005 Mr. Olympia, 2006 World's Strongest Man Finalist, AND one of the biggest talents to come out of this great state since HBK himself. But enough about what I've done. Lets get into what I'm doing. Or should I say, what I'm here to do. I signed on with XWA, because of one thing, and one thing alone. Challenge. As many of you here have seen me in action before, you KNOW I'm all about the challenge. That's why right here, right now I'm offering up a CHALLENGE, to anyone in the back to meet me in this ring tonight, for a one on one contest, and thriple threat, Fatal four way, I really don't care. I want some action tonight, and The FANS want to see some action tonight as well. So who amongst you all backstage is willing to step up and EXCEPT...the challenge.
*Atlas lowers the mic. The crowd continues to cheer as they await the first man up to except Ron's challenge*
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Post by havik on Apr 4, 2007 18:25:47 GMT -5
From backstage, Chris Havik emerges to the delight of the crowd as well. Also a Texas native, Havik was always game for a challenge. And since the big man Atlas was declaring a showdown, there was no way he was passing it up.
Well well well, It looks to me like we've got ourselves a match then. In case you DON'T know who I am, I'm CHRIS HAVIK. And I'm game for this little shidig you're proposing. You see, I'm a sucker for competition. And facing a guy like you would OBVIOUSLY be a test to ANYONE's in ring ability. So if no one else decides they want to join in, you'll at least have the satisfaction of knowing that a guy with a pair of GRAPEFRUITS is ready to take it to the limit!
Chris lowers his mic, awaiting Ron's response, or another superstar to emerge.
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Post by kade on Apr 4, 2007 20:12:48 GMT -5
-No music, no fancy light show...just one insane man runs out from behind the curtain. Of course its Lucas so a mixed reaction is given, those devoted to him cheer, those who have no brain boo  . He though could care less because he has one thing in mind. He walks up behind Chris and taps him on the shoulder and shouts into Chris' mic.-[/i] TAG YOUR IT!-Lucas then runs backstage, leaving Chris and Ronald dumbfounded.-[/i]
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Post by undefined on Apr 5, 2007 11:09:48 GMT -5
"Whoa whoa whoa, hold on a second!"[/b]
A voice blasted through the speakers, with everyone wondering who it was. It wasn't long until the owner of the voice stepped through the stage curtain. It was none other than XWA's newest sign-up, "The Titanium Wall" Testudo, dressed up in a casual attire and holding a microphone within his right hand. Before getting another chance to speak, he watches as Lucas Klash suddenly runs past the 6'11" gargantuan. Looking at the rustling curtain with a very confused expression, Testudo turns his body to face the audience, whilst also keeping an eye on those who occupied the ring.
"Okay, first I was originally going to say one thing, but now it's been expanded to two. First, what the hell just happened there? Did someone feed that kid too much Vimto or something?"[/b]
The sudden statement by the 43 year old wrestler sparked a small chuckle from the audience. Now that the joke was over, Testudo got down to the point.
"Now, second, I was on the plane here to Texas, wondering who I would end up schooling on how to wrestle properly. It looks like I may have my chance with what is on the plate right in front of me. Now, Mr. Atlas, you believe that being 2005 Mr. Olympia and a finalist in The World's Strongest Man Finals makes you a somebody when it comes to wrestling, correct? WRONG. If all you have to display is muscles and no skill, then those muscles will get you nowhere within your career."
This seemed to have mixed reactions from Testudo. Although he did make some fair comments, the fans of XWA displaying negativity must have been blatant fanboys.
"Next, I come to you, Chris Havik. Judging by your attitude, you seem to be way too arrogant and cocky. If you only rely on them as characteristics, you won't get anywhere in your career at all, no matter how skilled you are."[/b]
Again, the statement Testudo delivered received mixed reactions from the crowd. Before speaking again, Testudo moved the microphone into his left hand, and with his right, pointed at the curtain he entered through.
"I'm guessing Hyper Boy is wanting a piece of action too."[/b]
Another punch at Lucas' recent hyperactivity. Another small release of laughter from the crowd.
"Well gentlemen, you're in luck. I too will enter this match, with the one purpose of schooling you guys on how to actually wrestle. The choice is yours, take it or leave it."[/b]
Slowly lowering the microphone from his lips, Testudo awaited a reaction from either Atlas or Havik.
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Post by havik on Apr 5, 2007 13:40:43 GMT -5
Havik stands confused from Klash's display...
Ooooooooooooooooooooooh...k. Weird? Yea. Disturbing? Definately. I'm not even touching that one.
He then looks to Testudo.
But You I will touch on. Yoou've got the nerve to come out here and call ME cocky? "Well gentlemen, you're in luck. I too will enter this match, with the one purpose of schooling you guys on how to actually wrestle. The choice is yours, take it or leave it"...Uhm...hello? If that don't sound like you've got your head up your ass, I'm a black guy from South Central.
The crowd begins to laugh. Chris continues.
Listen up, old man. I think I speak for the big man down there as well when I say, we're here for one thing, to compete. But it;s guys like you who want to make this a popularity contest. Yea you might be "experienced". You might be "seasoned". But there's one thing you're not...BETTER THEN US. Not until you step in the ring and prove it. But I'm glad you at least have the stones to put your money where your mouth is and join up in this little party. Because I'm gonna take great pleasure in SHUTTING an old windbag like you up, and sending you back to the retirement home.
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Post by undefined on Apr 5, 2007 15:02:47 GMT -5
All that Testudo could give at the time was a raised eyebrow. A simple action to reply to Chris Havik's rant. Eventually, Testudo raised the microphone to his lips to give another piece of his mind.
"I only have two words to say about that Havik. Point. Proven."
A sudden "Ooh!" is released from the audience.
"Look at you, running your mouth off as if you're holding the top title of this place. Guess what boy? YOU'RE NOT. Someone is going to give you a reality check eventually, and I plan for it to be me that sends it your way."[/b]
Testudo lowers his microphone yet again, awaiting a response from Havik. However, he was curious on why Atlas was quiet ever since he addressed his challenge.
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Post by havik on Apr 5, 2007 15:23:34 GMT -5
Havik slaps his head in amazement. Does this guy even hear himself?
Dude. Are you even LISTENING to yourself? or do you speak from an involuntary spasm. Everything you spew wreaks of ego. You're ridin' some kinda high horse, and It's high time someone kicked you off. Knocked you down a peg or two. If there's one thing I hate in this business it's guys who like hearing themselves speak. Get a clue buddy. Then while you're at it. GET A GRIP.
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Post by atlas on Apr 5, 2007 15:32:17 GMT -5
*Atlas raises his mic to speak*
WHOOOOA now fellas. It's nice to see yall got the competitive juices flowing, but save it for the ring. You can talk the talk all you want, but tha' question is can you walk the walk. Mr. Big shot old guy, do us a fave. Speak on what you know. And what you know about me is NOTHING. I've been wrestling for as long as I've been a body builder. Try doing your homework first before you go yammerin' off at the lip. And as for You Havik, I've seen you dance. You're good, but not quite good enough. And I intend on *ahem* PROVING that tonight. All I need is to pin one of you. It don't matter to me who. Just be ready for a fight. Simple as that.
*He lowers his mic, awaiting a reply*
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Post by cade on Apr 5, 2007 18:33:39 GMT -5
From backstage steps Kris Cade, who'd been watching from his dressing room the 3 men having verbal warfare. He decides that this was his time to step forward and join the frey.
What to make of this. One one end, we have Ron Atlas. Clearly a HUGE man, and from what I hear, quite the skilled wrestler. To my left we have The Great Testudo, mentor to Chaos Theory. And final we have Chirs Havik, who not only shares my name, but my thirst for a good fight. 3 totally different styles. 3 totally different personas. And the...there's ME. Who am I? That's not important. What I'm here for? That's VERY important. To wrestle. Not to be Mr. Popular. Not to shack up with one of XWA's females. NOT to be underestimated, or taken lightly. That's why I'm here. And that's why I'm joining up in this. a Fatal 4 Way. That is, if you boys don't mind a little more talent in the mix...
Awaiting a response.
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Post by gallas on Apr 5, 2007 21:08:46 GMT -5
Gallas emerges from backstage and addresses the 4 men.
Gentlemen. 'Zis is indeed what I like to see. 4 men prepared for respectful combat. Indeed, it is what XWA was built on. Competition. All I have to say about 'zis is 'zat you all had best get ready. Your match...is UP NEXT.
Gallas nods to all participants and heads backstage...
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. He though could care less because he has one thing in mind. He walks up behind Chris and taps him on the shoulder and shouts into Chris' mic.-[/i]