X-TREME! (invite)

[Trouble*]

The opening to "Moth" begins to play on the speaker system, and Ryan walks out to a shower of boos. In his one hand, he wielded a microphone. Without any taunts or fireworks, he heads down to the ring at a faced pace like a man on a mission. He slides in, and takes up the center of the ring.

Last week didn't go as planned. Jimmy Ames, Evan Fate, you caught myself and Lucas totally off guard. That was our fault, and that won't happen again. Let's say you got lucky. This week, I'm calling Jimbo out to play. This won't be a fun game for you, Jimmy. Fuck, it won't be fun for me, either. I don't like to hurt people. I really don't. But when someone gets in my way...and YOU got in my way...I'm forced to take them out for good.

What do I want? Well, seeing as you're part of the X-Gen division..and I'm part of the X-Gen division.. I say we have ourself an X-treme rules match! It'll be good prep for my match later on in the night were I plan on taking the next spot in the X-Gen battle royal. You already have a one-stop ticket to March Madness and the X-Gen battle royal, but I still have to fight MY match. What could be better than an X-treme rules match, right?

Jimmy, I know you're still in the building. Get your ass out here. I really don't have all night.

Ryan lowers his microphone, awaiting Jimmy Ames' music..

[ames]

Jimmy's theme cues over the PA, and the fan favorite, fresh off a clean sweep at the season premier makes his way into the arena. He walks down the runways, slapping 5's with fans and point to the many "You Just Got M.A.D.E." signs and shirts in the crowd. Jimmy hops up onto the apron and give his rival a cheeky grin before entering the ring. From his back pocket he pulls out a Mic of his own and responds.

Ladies and germs, here we have without a doubt the BIGGEST glutton for punishment in XWA, Ryan Blaze. Give 'em a round of applause, folks.

Jimmy, as well as the fans start clapping. He brings the Mic back up and continues on.

Ryan. You would have figured you would have got the message last week. You would have figured the fact that Ev and I straigh JACK'D you and Lukey last week that things were clear. But obviously, it's gonna take a steel chair upside yer dome for that to be realized. An Xtreme Rules match. Weapons? As legal as a headlock. Falls? Anywhere in the building. Margin of error? ZERO! That last part puts you at a distinct disadvantage, my friend. Because if you could wrestle a mistake free match, We wouldn't have won last week.

Ooooooooooos and Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahs sound from the crowd as Jimmy pokes fun at Ryan.

Now now, c'mon people. Cut him some slack. I mean, last year he was like what? 240Lbs? Taking on guys the likes of Kris Cade, Keith Wyle and Dru Nedermeyer to name a few. And them'z some big boys. Now, he's cut weight to I'll say...what?...220? Goin' up against NATURAL Junior Heavyweights? Yea, I would have conked out like you did last week two if I had two guys runnin' RINGS around me. So this week, we add goodies into the mix. Canes. Chairs. Ladders. Whatever the hell is under the ring. And I know why you want that. So you can slow me down so you'll actually have a chance to beat me. A sound strategy. But one that's gonna blow up in your face. Because tonight, one on one, I'm gonna give you, everyone in these stands, everyone backstage, and the whole INDUSTRY a glimpse of what the FUTURE X-GEN CHAMPION is all about. You wanna get X-Treme? Let's get X-TREME.

Jimmy lowers his mic and waist for Ryan's reply.