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Post by ames on Jul 10, 2007 9:37:45 GMT -5
The "Famous" theme sounds over the PA, and into the arena comes Jimmy Ames and his new running buddy, the AWESOME Ethan Bain. The crowd boos the duo heavily as they make there way to the ring. Jimmy walks with a swagger in his step knowing that though Evan Fate leads the head to head with him, HE now holds the advantage with "The Big Ticket" by his side. They enter the ring, and Ames is handed a mic...
Here we are, the XWA Supershow LIVE in _____________. But I'll tell you who's NOT here. A fella' by the name of EVAN FATE.
The crowd boos even louder.
I know, I know. It sucks ass. Ethan and me looked all over the arena. We asked around, and looked high and low. And it appears that everyones favorite Emo-kid is nowhere in sight. Which is a damn shame. Because if he WHERE here, I'd stand face to face with him in this ring, and pop 'em one right in the face. Evan Fate is a JOKE. He's an even bigger joke then the last guy I sent packin' outta XWA. What was his name? Mucas Ass? Flucas Bash?
Jimmy looks over to Ethan. The both mockingly try to figure it out, then shrug it off.
Ah, who cares. He never mattered anyways, just like YOU don't matter, Fate. At Soul Survivor, you saw just how serious the game was when Ethan here lowered the BOOM on your ass. So I don't blame you for not showing up. If I knew there were a pair of guys who had MY number running around, I'd be a no show myself. What do you gotta say to the people, Big Man?
Jimmy passes the mic of to Bain...
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Post by eb on Jul 10, 2007 9:47:16 GMT -5
Taking the mic from Jimmy, the crowd continues to boo as Bain readies his statement.
Evan Fate knows it. Bryan Hanzell knows it. And soon the WHOLE XWA will know it. And that's that I AM The BIG TICKET. You all saw it with your own eyes, I handed Hanzell his ass on a silver platter at XWA Live. And now that I've got that all important first match out of the way, I WANT MORE. Earlier tonight Jayson Jones was out here droppin' dimes and making challenges. You'd best be LUCKY that punk Keith Wyle took you up on it. And now Hanzell is runnin' with his tale between his legs to go face Kris Cade. I don't blame you, pal. I wouldn't want another piece of me either.
That leaves me with an open slot for the evening. The only problem is there isn't a so called "man" backstage willing to step in the ring with me. 'Just goes to show you what kinda "men" we have here in XWA. Evan Fate punks out, no one wants a piece of The Big Ticket. Kinda sucks doesn't it? But it only PROVES that Jimmy and me are the absolute FUTURE of this industry.
Ethan hands the mic back to Jimmy.
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Post by ames on Jul 10, 2007 9:51:30 GMT -5
I guess what that means is that Ethan and I get the night off. Which does suck because you people don't get to see someone made famous tonight. I know, a supershow with no Jimmy Ames is like The Patriots with no Tom Brady. Or the Spurs with no Tim Duncan. But yer gonna have to DEAL WITH IT. All because our fellow "superstars", and I use the word ONLY figuratively don't have the stones to step up to the plate. C'mon, Big Man.
The duo prepare to exit the ring. Just as they do however, an image pops up on the Jumbotron...
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Post by dio on Jul 10, 2007 10:22:03 GMT -5
Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooh JIMMMMMMMMMMY!!!The crowd comes unglued as the image is of Evan Fate standing in what seems to be the arena parking lot.First and foremost boys, I wanna congratulate you two for pulling that stunt at Soul Survivor. Bain, you're a strong bastid, I'll give you that much. But you boys seem to forget exactly what my LAST name is. FATE. And by definition Fate means the finality of a set course of actions. And when you guys punked me out after that Cage Match, you set the wheels of "Fate" in motion. Speaking of wheels...Evan continues to walk a bit until he comes to a tricked out Nissan 350Z. It was a car straight out of Tokyo Drift, and rather convieniently on the license plate it said "Famous".I'll bet my next payday that these are YOUR wheels. SWEET ride ya' got here, Jimmy. Looks like you're not as COUNTRY as I thought you were.He paces around to the other side of the car. The camera follows him. Evan nods, then pulls out a set of keys from his pocket. He walks along the side of the car, raking the keys across the paint job. The arena crowd gringe from the screaching noise it makes, as well as the complete act of vandalism being done by Evan.Damn, that's a NICE Pin stripe ya' got there. Evan walks over to the front of the car. He kneels down and picks up crowbar. With a childish smile on his face, he looks straight into the camera before smashing the headlights of the car to bitsYa' might wanna get those checked out. I don't want you to get a ticket for that.He continues over to the windshield and takes a look inside.And how can you drive with these windows tinted so dark? Here, let me fix that.He takes the crowbar and busts the window open with one shot.Now that's a lot better.He drops the crowbar and turns back to the camera.Jimmy. Ethan. Think of this car as an omen. A glimpse into the future for the two of you. Ya' see, At Soul Survivor, all you boys managed to do was PISS ME OFF. And ask around, being on the bad side of a guy named Fate is REAL lonely place to be. But don't you worry, fellas. After I'm done with the two of you, you'll WISH it was my old man you ticked off. So you boys head on back to the locker room and suit up. Because there's gonna be a FIGHT tonight. You two, against me and well...that's my lil' secret. The Match, TORNADO RULES ELIMINATION!!! You ain't the only person who can call in back, Jimmy-boy. Evan kneels down once more, this time picking up a red spray can. He smiles and shakes it up. Turning back to the car, hHe puts his calling card on it.NEVERMORE...The crowd cheers as Evan walks out of the camera frame. It slowly pans in to show the new "layer" of paint on Jimmy's now ruined car.
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Post by ames on Jul 10, 2007 10:39:53 GMT -5
In the ring, Jimmy is hoppin' mad at what's been done to his car. You could almost spot the vein popping out of his head from the cheap seats. He slams the mic on the floor and points up to the image of his ruined ride. Ethan tries to calm him down, but to no avail. The scene then goes to the next segment.
The End.
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