Enter the X-Gen Dragon (O2 X-Gen Members)

[myth]

Sun Doesn't Rise begins to play across the arena. The crowd jumps to their feet as Anthony makes his presence on the entrance stage. His performance against Michael Xavier was nothing short of simply amazing.

Anthony walked down the ramp and climbed into the ring, grabbing a mic in the process. His music began to fade as he stood in the middle of the ring.

Mayday, two things happened. One, I defeated my brother yet again, proving that I am better between us. And two, proved that I am capable of being able to withstand the brutality that could very well be the X-Gen.

You see, I had a main goal when I came out to challenge my brother. It wasn't just another filler match. Oh no. You see, my intent for that match, or series of matches, was to prove that I was up to the level that the X-Gen is. And given what you all have seen, I say its safe to say that I fit into that division.

So now, I'm calling any and all X-Geners to come out here. I am throwing an open challenge to anyone. Whether it'd be Jimmy Ames or Johnny Punch, I don't care who it is. Anthony Xavier has officailly entered the X-Gen division and is staking his claim.

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[nigel]

The voice that would sound would be the absolute LAST voice anyone in the X-Gen Division wanted to hear...

Well lookie what happens when ya' lift a rock in the field, eh? The ROACHES come crawlin' out.

Nigel Sledge. For better or worse a Hardcore legend. Arguably the innovator of XWA Hardcore. One of the most violent sons of bitches on the planet, and all and all not a very nice person.

Who are you by the way? Wait...don't tell me. I can figure this out. I GOT IT!!! You're the poor bloke who just made the worst possible career choice of ya' life. Yea, that's it. You wanna come out here and "stake your claim" in the X-Gen Division? That's either gonna happen two ways. Either ya' big, dumb arse learned how ta' do a Corkscrew plancha over the last few days, or you're tryin' ta' step ina' MY world. And from where I stand, ya' dun' look all that Hardcore ta' me. Wha'? Beatin' tha' piss outta ya' punk, underachievin' brother with tables and ladders was s'posed ta' make every see how good you are in Hardcore matches? HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! If that's the case, let's call up sweet lil' Granny Xavier and see ya' beat tha' shite outta' her. Might actually be a lil' more entertainin'.

With the obvious boos coming from the crowd, Nigel scowls. He was far from laying on the hate.

Not only is it out of place the words "X" & "Gen" comin' outta' ya' burger trap, it's a right bloody insult. It pisses me off when POSERS like you decide they all of a sudden wanna be Hardcore. Like it's a bloody trend. "The cool thing ta' be." I'm gonna bottom line it like this ya' piff, YOU AIN'T WELCOME IN THE X-GEN DIVISION! You place is exact where ya' limey arse has been. Either on the shelf cuz ya' can't cut the mustard against the rest of the roster, or fightin' the mid-carders. The last thing I'm gonna let happen is you decide you wanna start makin' a name for ya'self in MY house because ya' couldn't do it in normal matches. *PFFFFFFFFFFFFT* You haven't even bloody FOUGHT a hardcore match in XWA until now, and all of a sudden ya' stakin' a fuckin' claim. Only thing you should be claimin' is that you ain't worth a fuckin' toss, ya' wanka.

With an evil, unimpressed scowl on his face, Nigel lowers his mic.

[krayven]

Out from backstage steps the man simply known as Krayven. Now rejoining the main roster after months working in XWA's developmental camps, he makes his 1st appearance since the season premiere. He stands next to Nigel and sizes up the "Hardcore Pioneer". With a mic of his own, he responds as well.

I'm gonna have to agree with Mr. Sledge here. What the HELL gives you the right to come out here and all of a sudden claim your jumping into the X-Gen division and you haven't wrestled a hardcore match, or one that mattered anyways, in XWA aside from that little show at Mayday? You my friend, don't belong in our world. All I see is a washed up chump trying to make a quick name for himself in a division he damn well knows his BITCH ASS shouldn't be in. And ya' know what? I think we need to prove that. Think of it as...an "initiation". A baptism in BLOOD. You wanna' go Xtreme? You wanna be Hardcore? PROVE IT. Against BOTH of us. Xtreme Rules. The two of us, against you and whatever bitch you can find to team up with, IF you can find anyone, because I'll bet my paycheck that ain't NO ONE ELSE in the division gonna back some poser ass chump like you. When we're done with ya', you're gonna go crawlin' back to Gallas and Blackheart beggin' never to be in another Hardcore match again in you LIFE.

[nigel]

Nigel grins at the words of the rookie. It seems he wasn't the only won disgusted by Xavier's sudden jump into their "Fraternity". He raises his mic and speaks.

Ya' know what, young buck? I think ya' on ta' somethin'. The last few months, I' been helpin' Primo take out some trash. But I think it's high time I start doin' some cleanin' in me' own house. And that house is The X-Gen division. And seein' as ya' volunteered ya' services, who am I not to accept? And when all is said and done, the only people in the MY division...will be the people I see fit ta' let stay in it. And guess what, mate? YOU AIN'T ONE OF 'EM. Now do us a fave, sunshine. PISS OFF!

And so the gauntlet had been thrown down. Sledge was poised to do an "Xtreme Makeover" of the X-Gen division. And Xavier stumbled into being casualty No.1.

[myth]

Are you two down running your chops? Because I honestly think that the people out here don't give a crap what you two have to say. I guess I have to actually give answers to your comments. So, let's begin. Grab a chair, there's a lot of shit I have to rifle through.

Number 1: I don't look like I'm hardcore. Who says that I need to look hardcore to be hardcore. Did Ron Jeremy look like a hardcore pornstar? No, but he is one. Maybe you need to look past what you see. But hey, if you wanna think that I'm not hardcore, then that works for me.

Number 2: The match with my brother, was only a TASTE of the brutality that I'll be bringing to the X-Gen division. You think you're bad? You think you're brutal? Nigel, I am 10x more brutal than you.

Number 3: I'm not suddenly deciding to be hardcore. I've always been hardcore. Yea sure, I haven't had any hardcore matches here in XWA and I know XWA carries the monkier of it's what you do in XWA that counts, but let me tell you. I can be hardcore with the best of them. Hell if XWA didn't outlaw C4 Matches, Glass Paine matches and more, I'd show you just how Hardcore I can get. So you can go ahead and question and doubt my abilities at being hardcore, but after I'm done with you, you'll actually see what I am talking about.

Number 4: I wasn't looking for a big ol' welcome to the X-Gen division. I was looking for people I could take on and smash some skulls in. You and Krayven have stepped up. That made me happy. Very happy. You want me and a partner of my choosing to take you two on. You got yourself a deal. And I think that you'll find that I can easily find someone to help me beat the living crap out of you two.

Number 5: I don't belong in your world. Krayven, your world IS my world. There was a time where I was hated all throughout Ohio because of how sick minded I was. No, I may not be that evil anymore, but I still have a sick and twisted enough mind to put you in a world of hurt and maybe a hospital if you're lucky.

Number 6: Trying to make a quick name? Sorry to disappoint you, my name is already known across North America. Maybe if I was new, then I'd be trying to make a quick name. This is far from it. You know what XWA doesn't have enough of? People that are willing to step up. Why? Because of idiots like you, gathering in numbers, trying to outnumber everyone else. Guess what? You can't make me run by having superior numbers. There could be 10 of you and I'll be standing right here, waiting for all of you to charge me. Yea, I may fall, may get my ass kicked, may even end up with some broken bones. But you are not going to make be run off. I will die before you run me out of the X-Gen division. I'm here to stay, so you best get comfy with that though.

Number 7: And the final point, Krayven, you best prepare two checks. Half of your pay check will go to me, the other half will go to my partner when I pick him.

So you guys better study up. And I'm not talking about this year or last year. I'm talking 2005, 2006. When I used to break people in two.

Now, you two got anything else to say that these people could care less about?

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Anthony crossed his arms as he waited to hear what else these two had to say.[/center]

[chet]

Suddenly the lights go out as a very serious deep voice is heard over the P.A

You boys claim you got the toys? The Hardcore'z God has been forgotten, but like the Paul Phoenix bird, he'll rise from his ashes to kick your booties big time.

Since the infinite wisdom of Gallas and Blackheart hasn't decided to push Chet Dixon...

Crowd cheers as they know that a man trying to become a valuable asset rather than a jobber is about to appear

He's gonna... Push... The... Tempo!

Push The Tempo by Fatboy Slim hits the P.A... And when the song kicks in, Chet Dixon just like in the video music pops out dancing with no control! And boy, he dances awesomely. Not really what is expected of a hardcore wrestler After having spent some quality time dancing Chet gets in the ring and is given a mic

Did my ears just heard hardcore? Or better said... Hardcore'z? Well I need to take part in this one! The former! TNB Hardcore'z Champ! Is here to show all of you wanabees what being hardcore is.

It doesn't matter who has the most violent talk, it doesn't matter who looks the most vicious one... All it matters is Hardcorism running wild through your veins! Which I am afraid you three have not!

crowd cheers

Just how hardcore I am? This morning I drank milk that was two! Not three! Not one! but two days PAST expiration! YEAH!!!

What you have here in front of you is a lean mean bean machine of Hardcorism! And all your three booties are what I need to step on to get that X-Gen belt my waist wants! Besides Kristin

crowd laughs as Chet is pretty funny.

But before you answer with your Frankenstein voices saying "Chet you are a jooooooooooke" let's Kick in!!!

Push the Tempo is played again as Chet dances while he waits for an answer.

[nigel]

Rolling his eyes, Nigel responds as only he can.

That's where ya' wrong, Sunshine. If I were ta' say you were a joke, that would implore that anythin' that comes outta' that 2nd arsehole of yours was funny. And it's ain't. You're not a joke, you're a fuckin' DUMBASS, that's what ya' are. Men like you, give men like us a bad name. You're out here paradin' the fact that you was TNB hardcore champ? PFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!!! Anyone who's anyone that remembers that shite knows that Hardcore "wrasslin" in Atlanta was a THE joke of all jokes. Now THAT was funny. But Of course I know a retard like you has ta' cling on to whatever silly lil' glories he's had. Come to think of it, Your only singles title to date was in a division that served about as much purpose as an arsehole on ya' elbow. Kinda' makes sense to me now.

He focuses his next words back on Xavier.

As for you. I wanna thank you for that little speech ya' belted out before the village idiot decided to crash the party. Ya' only went and bored half the audience ta' sleep with it. But then again, ya' do that when ya' wrestle as well, so I guess that breaks things even, doesn't it? But let's go back to your last comment, "When I used to break people in two". Back when dinosaurs ruled the Earth, and people actually gave a damn about the name "Xavier". Sorry buddy-boy. Them days is done. But look on the bright side, at least people will start carin' for ya' again soon, when you're laid up in a full body cast from bein' put through a flamin' table. You two piffs have NO IDEA what hardcore is. Not my brand. The kind of Hardcore that makes people's stomachs turn. The kind of hardcore that's banned from North America. Not that cookie cutter, TV shite that you two pissers did in ya' glory days. But some SYNDROME WRESTLING STYLE mayhem that ends careers and takes YEARS off of a man's life. This ain't Atlanta. And this ain't Ohio. This is the BIG LEAGUES. This is where men will be made, and mice like you wanks will be made...to BLEED. And bleed you will.

[chet]

Chet not wasting any time gives spooky fingers to Nigel

Uuuh it seems that XWA's resident gay bar waiter wants to offend me, epic fail dude, you can't offend me and like MC Hammer sez you can't touch me as well.

Everyone knows here that I am hardcore to the bone. That I can bash, trash, crash everyone in sight!!!

And Nigel don't you ever try to offend me again, you are the dude who came outta Margaret Tatcher's butt growth The Chet knows it, the fans know it, and everyone knows it!!!

Don't bill this as a clash of the titans guys, bill it as Chet's rise to the X-Gen Division!

Chet then mocks Nigel's voice

"Now I am gonna make ya bleeeeeeeeeed ya arsehaaaaaaaaaaaat"

crowd cheers as Chet does the Dixon Wiggle to the delight of everyone

[nigel]

And Nigel responds...

Let's get a few things straight, Sunshine. You don;t get ta' tell me what ta' do until you grow a few more Pubes, lil' man. You're a retarded lil' boy tryin' ta' play in man's game. And I'll be happy t' send ya' cryin' back home to momma Dixon with a face full a' stitches and some missin' teeth, ya' piff. Secondly, the only thing that's "rising" right now is ya' lil' DIX-on, because you obviously get off hearin' ya'self make a fuckin' fool of ya'self week in and week out. Do us a fave, love. Shut the fuck up and let the men talk business. When ya' spoken to, then you can speak.

Nigel gives an sarcastic wink.

Y'know what? I sick of this talkin'. Cuz the most you two bottom boys are gonna do is repeat the same shite ova' and ova' again. You two bitches just show up at Overload, and we'll show you into the express line of the local ICU. Simple as pie. Or do I have ta' slow it down for you so you idiots can catch on a bit better. Fuckin' twats.

[krayven]

Krayven decides to answer soon after Nigel.

You wanna talk offensive? Hearing you babble on about absolutely NOTHING. That's offensive. Bottom line, jackasses. You show up. We show you what an ass kickin' is all about. Anythin' else is all details. Or does one of you wanna further make yourself look like a boring as fuck loser?

[nigel]

Nigel offers a quick response once again.

Might be a lil' to late fa' that, boy-o. *Heh heh heh*

[chet]

Chet rises the mic again

Actually I could say tons and tons and tons about you two being offensive, for wrestling, for everyone's sight, for the aliens spying upon us... But why talk when I can sing?

Uh-oh... at least Chet sings well. Chet takes breath as he starts singing when the acoustics of Let Me Entertain You by Robbie Williams starts playing

O'Dell is gone, Chet is here
No more boring speeches so don't fear
Shake your arse, come over here
Now Scream!
I'm the total contrary
Of the jobber I used to be
You three are my lift to gold, my dears!

So come on let me entertain you
Let me entertain you

Life's too short to be forever pissed
So grab yourselves a Microphone
And sing like you'd sing to your girl on the phone:
"Mon cher"
Separate the dulls from clowns
Come on and say a different "thang"
Inspired by good drinks and not Tang!

So come on let me entertain you
Let me entertain you

Look me up in the yellow pages
No longer listed as the jobber of ages
You see me through dances and crazy phrases Yeah!
X-Gen Division has lost their sheep
Probably because you three put it to sleep
The fans are on but you three just stunk, my dears
Their mind gets burned. 'Cause it all smells like dung!
But they are a generation that's gotta be heard
That's tired of wannabe badass guys whose acts are a drag
It's not because I say it or sing it. It's because it's a fact!

So come on let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
Let me entertain you

They may be good, they may kick my ass outta sight
This match isn't gonna last forever so come around tonight
Here is the place where the Dixon Wiggle grows
My opponents get high but they'll soon taste the lows

So come on
Let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
So come on let me entertain me
Let me entertain you
Come on come on come on come on


Song fades to the end as the crowd roars, not only Chet was a great comedian, he could sing pretty well too and improvise good lyrics! Too bad all his showman abilities didn't affected his wrestling abilities But he had a new attitude, with more coolness and more bravado in him. Chet then adds his final words

Just learn it

Chet throws the mic to the mat as he dances his way out of the ring, so he can get prepared for the match, as he leaves he shakes many fans' hands...

[nigel]

Nigel shakes his head in complete disgust. He raises his mic once again to address Xavier.

Congratz, mate. That blithering idiot is gonna be ya' partner. If I were you, I'd call in sick fa' Overload. Because if he's the best you can muster to take us on? You're in for a very...Very...VERY...long night. The damn idiot doesn't even know that the match ISN'T tonight. So while he's backstage gettin' ready for a match that ain't even happenin' tonight, Me and Krayven here are gonna see you at Overload. Hopefully the piff won't get distracted on the way to the arena by singin' chipmunks. Good luck wit' that, Sunshine.

With a scowl on his face, Nigel takes his leave of the stage.

[krayven]

With an evil chuckle, Krayven does the same.