Here come the heat! (promo4Magnus)

[Syrus The Entertainer]

As TakeDown continues live from Connecticut, after a word from the bill-payers the iconic phrase brings the fans to their feet.

Can you dig it?

CAN YOU DIG IT???

CAAAAAAAN YOOOOOU DIGIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTT???

The theme that follows doesn't play though like the people expect it to. Instead we see a spotlight on a side of the stage where a short black guy in a purple suit similar to the kind Syrus himself wears stands with an old style microphone...

"Ladies and gentlemen, Boys and girls, children of all ages. Will you please draw your attention to the center ring at this time. XWA proudly presents to one and all the single greatest thing in the history of things. The real Showstopper. His royal hotness. Hard working Mr. Dynamite! The greatest show on earth or any planet with signs of life...SYRUS...THE...ENTAHTAIIIIIIINNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"

That's when Syrus emerges from the back to yet another standing ovation, making his way to the ring already dressed in his ring gear and that purple afro shirt that's selling like hotcakes. "Holy Calamity" rolls over the PA while he gives the double point to his hype man and then he makes the walk down the aisle, slapping five to the fans hanging off of the edges. He steps into the ring, where a microphone conveniently sits in waiting for him.


"Now I got one question for ya'll out there? Are you ready for this? Are you ready for Syrus Vs. Magnus II right here in the middle of this ring and all points around it for that matter?"

Crowd: "YEAH!!!!"

"Well I'm damn sure ready. I'm always ready. I can tell you one man who probably isn't ready though, and that's you Magnus. See you made the fatal mistake of underestimating last week, and it cost you.

See the morale of the story here is that you can never judge a book by it's cover. You know ya'll I learned that lesson last year myself when I slept on Chetty-Chetty-Bang-Bang-Dixon. It doesn't matter how bad-ass serious you are, the fact of the matter is that on any night you can get that ass beat, whether your Mr. Serious or whether your as glorious as I am. I don't know if you understand that yet, Maggie...cuz it seems to me like you still think you got this match in the bag."

Now Syrus is pacing back and forth in the ring.

"Last week I stole the show! Last week I put on the performance they're still talking about as we speak! If you don't believe the hype like Flava said back in the day, then you got a problem on your hands playa, cuz I am a problem. Mr. King Of Sport, I am both Sport AND Entertainment rolled in one sexy ass package baby! You're just gonna have to deal with that somehow my man. What's the slogan say? Oh yeah..."It's A New Day" or something like that. Well Maggie, you better start getting caught up on how things go down in this ring, cuz I ain't going nowhere brothah!"

That's when we hear Magnus' theme begin to play. Syrus stops in his tracks and simply extends his hands to the camera in the direction of the stage where Magnus is sure to step out from with some kind of response.

[Magnus Von Schwartz]

Except that Magnus does not come out onto the stage. Instead the Jumbotron shows him standing in his own locker room with a disgusted, sneering expression on his face.

For whatever reason, these naves find you to be amusing. You disgust me. So much so that I choose this week to not even oblige you the grace of physical presence until it is deemed time for me to render you into the pathetic wretch that you truly are.

Your parlor tricks are staggering. I see no shame in losing to a man whom I took to his absolute limit a week ago. The shame I see is in knowing what that man stands for. Absolutely nothing!

What is your purpose? What is your motivation? To entertain these people? Your so-called fans are nothing more than dollar signs with legs to this organization. They buy their merchandise, they purchase their tickets, they come out and cheer who they are trained to cheer and boo who they are trained to boo.

American "fans" are the most mis-guided, misinformed type in all of this industry. Dare I say the American people are the most misinformed people in any medium you can find!

Buzz: It doesn't look as if "Maggie" here is going to be getting people to join his fan club anytime soon.

The mass of boos can be heard loud and clear, but Magnus stands pat, no reaction from their reaction to his statements to be seen.

I am less impressed by them than I am by you, and the difference between those two variables is marginal at best. Fear not though you jaded masses for tonight I shall guide you on the path to enlightenment as the holy ones would say. Tonight they and you alike Syrus will know what a true display of athleticism is. Your acceptance of my dominance however is irrelevant.

[Syrus The Entertainer]

Well now, it's good to see that you still that confidence going for you. But hold on one motherfathering second Maggie, you got some nerve standing back there and saying what you just said, man.

He walks over to the ropes facing the entrance, looking up directly to the Jumbotron where Magnus' mug was plastered.

The American people are mis-guided & misinformed? And you say that I'm a farce? Brotha, you just as unoriginal as they come! Look ya'll we got a German snapping on the American people. Didn't you learn your lesson in like WWII? You can't mess the American Dream!

*Instant Pop*

It's all about life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, and imma tell you what, I don't think that there's anything right now that would make me...the thousands in attendance...and the millions watching around the world...happier than seeing me whip yo ass!

Now you done made me angry Maggie. You won't like me when I'm angry.

Syrus lowers his microphone and waits for a response now as the crowd can soon be heard chanting "MAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGIE!!! MAAAAAAAGGGGGGIIE!!!"

[Magnus Von Schwartz]

You can see a twitch in Magnus' lip as the fans begin antagonizing him with the "nickname" that Syrus has bestowed on him.

No you blithering idiot, it's you who have angered me. You only prove my point. ALL OF YOU! Nothing more than a gaggle of uncultured, uneducated philistines...and you Syrus are their leader.

You have no respect for the purity the sport. For the glory of competition. All this is to you is naming calling, like some pre-school class. Is this what you call your "entertainment", Syrus?

Well...I SPIT on it, and you...and all of your fans can CHOKE ON IT!

I'm going to enjoy silencing you and with that silencing all of these pathetic American ingrates tonight! I am through with this idle banter! Tonight, come prepared and I promise you that you shall be broken, one way or another!

Those are Magnus' last words as he storms away from the camera.