Undaunted...(O2A)

[primo]

The music of Primo hits the PA, and "The Roman Crippler" makes his way out to the stage. As the crowd boos the man heavily, Primo seems unphased by the jeers. The look on his face is one of utter satisfaction. Upon entering the ring, Primo calls for a mic and begins his address.

What and interesting web we weave. Tonight I WAS to face an undeserving CUR for the KoC title, in a match of his choosing. And the peon chose a buried alive match. However, do to his own stupidity, the only thing buried tonight is his foolish career. A pity. I so wanted to see the look of humiliation on his face as I dashed his feeble hopes to be a champion yet again. The road not taken...

Primo paces the ring a bit before continuing...

But alas, I've wasted enough oxygen on that waste of DNA. I stand before you tonight an champion with no challenger. But plan on changing that here...and NOW. To ANY man willing to face me tonight, and MAKE ME BLEED goes the KoC TITLE!!! Since winning this belt I've not faced a single opponent WORTHY of my blood. Not a single man with the skill to best me. And I grow tired of this lack of competition. Surely, there stands ONE MAN backstage willing, daring...BRAVE enough to face me in a First Blood match tonight. And I'll even put this title on the line. Who amongst you are willing to face THE WRATH OF PRIMO???

Primo waits...

[punisher]

{ As Primo finishes "Uh Ohhhhh" starts to play over the PA system. The crowd turns to the stage as newcomer Kid M.V.P struts onto the stage. As the music plays he does his little two step on the stage with the fans start to get into it. Kid finally stops after a few minutes of hyping up the crowd. He then looks down at the ring at Primo, and pulls his mic from his back pocket. As the music dies down Kid starts to speak. }

Yo, yo, yo, yo Pri...Mo. I heard you was looking for a challenger tonight for that shine around yo waist. SO I thought to myself. I said self why not you go out there, and put in a little work on this sucka in the ring. An I guess you know what conclusion I came to right. I mean ya out here running yo mouth about some punk motherforker who ain't here no mo, and that's all well in good. But you are boring the fork out of these people who paid a grip to see someone get the ass Whooped.

{The crowd starts to cheer as Kid crack a smile. He then motions for them to quiet down while he continues to speak.}

So what do you say Pri......Mo. How about you, and me go toe to toe for the shine pimpin'. I know that fans want to see it, and I bet I could bus yo ass open. Since you just want to see yo own blood so bad, Pri.........Mo doe.

{Kid lowers his mic as he waits for Primo to respond.}

[primo]

Primo looks on at the new comer in disbelief. It took him a few seconds to basically translate what the young man had even said. He raises his mic and responds...

I come out to this ring in search of a Panther, and instead I get...a mouse? Do you TRULY have any clue what you're getting yourself into? You wish to have your first foray into this company to be an abysmal, blood defeat at my hand? You insolent simpleton. The glory of being a champion has clouded your judgment. But alas, I left this challenge open to anyone, and indeed you are "anyone". So be it. I'll have your blood on my hands this nigh. KNOW that you have willingly walked into the jaws of oblivion, CUR.

Primo waits...

[punisher]

You was looking for a Panther homie. Well hell my great great grandfather was a Black Panther son. *raise his fist up in the air* Black Power fool. You better understand it and respect. An who the fork you calling a mouse. Because I forking hate cheese cuz I nicca Lactose Intolerant and sh!t. But the pu$$ycats do like chasing my a$$ doe ya mean. *laughs* An I do know what I'm getting myself into. I've been peepin' this place on my LCD. I've seen a couple of your lucky a$$ title defenses. I know ALL about bustin' a fool open. Yah mean that's all you need to do right. It don't really take that much skill yah mean.

An another who you callin' a simpleton? You b!tch a$$ mudaforker. Sitting down there with your wack a$$ ponytail, and wearing too tight too short underwear. You lookin' a little fruity pebbles yah mean. I'm just say son. Remember I don't swing like that. OoooKay.

{Laugher breaks out in the crowd as one side chants FRUITY! while the other side follows with PEBBLE! All being directed right at Primo. Kid smiles as he bounces his head to the chants, but then start to speak again.}

Now that's what's up, but seriously to answer your earlier question Pri...Mo doe. I can give two forks about my first "Foray" in his company being against a B!tch A$$ Pu$$y A$$ Mofo Sumb!tch A$$ Munch like yourself YAH Mean. But check this out homie. I have no plan on being defended by the likes of you but check it. I didn't come out here with the glory of being a champion in my head. SO that sh!t ain't cloudin' my judgment.

You just look like a sucka that needed to get a beat down, and if I can jack that shine of your waist then Hell why not. Cuz I'll be havin' yo blood on my hands, and probably the bottom of my shoe on this night ya dig. Yah mean. I ain't walking into no jaws of oblivion night sucka. Cuz I'm knockin' that b!tches teeth in you feel what I'm saying, Pri...Mo doe. So you need to check yo'self before you wreck yo'self. Because the Kid right here is bad for Yo health. Yah mean you "CUR" or whatever the fork that means. Just know by the end of the night. That shine of yours just might be gone one way or the other. Cuz a jack move is a b!tch. B!TCH.

{the Kid lowers the mic as he waits for Primo to fire back.}

[primo]

Primo does everything in his power not to fall out laughing. Every moment he stood speaking to this newcomer, he felt even more perplexed as to how someone like him could even consider himself in the same league as him...

Ladies and gentlemen, proof positive that the American Education system is failing...MISERABLY. When a fool can drop out of school, go to a so called "Wrestling School", learn a few measly holds and how to do a moonsault and call themselves a "wrestler". You my boy are EXACTLY what I detest THE MOST of this wretched society. The urban "hip hop" types. You're vocabulary is sparse, and your vulgarisms absolutely REPUGNANT. It sickens me to my very core that I'm forced to share this ring with such dregs of society. But such is the burden that comes with GODHOOD. Tonight, I give you proverbial 10 seconds of fame. You'll never in LIFE face as talented and DOMINANT a wrestler as I. So take your lessons well, PEON. I show you the finer arts of "Catch Wrestling" this nigh. And then, when I've beaten you to the point you can't move...I make you BLEED. Just as I've done all others who've dared step foot in the ring with me in XWA.

[punisher]

{ Kid starts to laugh at Primo's comments. Kid knew Primo's type all to well. He'd faced many of them in his time in wrestling, and had no problem putting another one in his place. Kid starts to calm himself down then raises the mic back up. }

Who you callin' a drop out? I got a news flash for you homeslice. I graduated for high school with high marks, and Hell I went and graduated from college too. I want to to understand something Pri...Mo. I talk how I want to, and if you don't like to bad for you homeboy. Yeah I might be hip hop. So what. That part of my culture, and I embrace it ALL to the fullest. Sh!t I detest stuck up pompous a$$holes like yo'self. You think your better then everybody else. When in all actuality you ain't worth the sh!t that comes out of a dogs a$$.

Then you trying to call yourself a God. Fool please. What the hell you been smokin' on cuz I need some of that sh!t. Because you are totally off your rocker playboy. Plus I could give a sh!t if I sicken you or not. Because you sicken me, and I bet about 90 percent of these fans too. You think you all high and mighty if you want to. But I'ma knock ya on yo a$$, and fork you up hood style b!tch. You can think I just join some hole in the wall wrestling school if you want. But I'ma tell you right now. You gonna feel real crunchy when I embarrass yo a$$, and take yo KoC title. So go on and underestimate all you want, Pri....Mo. Because that's going to make my victory over you all the more sweet. Ya dig nicca. There's a new bad a$$ mofo in XWA, and his name is Kid M.V.P. An by the end of the "nigh", Pri...Mo doe. YOU will be the one bleeding, and crying on the mat. Wondering to yo'self how you got your a$$ handed to you by this so-called wrestler. You can believe dat. Sucka.

[primo]

Primo looks on and smirks...

Hmmmph. If that's what you think, then there's nothing more to say. May the best man win...


...And I will.

Primo lowers his mic, awaiting a final response...

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{Kid does a slow clap for Primo mocking him. He then walks midway down the ramp and stops. Kid takes off his fitted unleashing his short dreadlocks. Then he pulls up his pants before saying his final piece to Primo.}

First off how you gonna pull out that old a$$ line dawg.

"May the best man win. Hehehe. And I will."

Yo homie that's the best you could come u with, and you say I'm the drop out. That was so weak I'm already embarrass for you man. May the best man win. If you don't get out of here with that bullsh!t. But you right about one thing doe. There ain't no mo to say. Next time you hear me talking it's going to be with these homeboy. *raises up his fists* Yah mean.

{Kid backs back up the ramp eying Primo all the way. As he stands back up top the stage. Kid stand mic ready to say one last statement.}

It's all most party time playboy, and I'm bout ready to dance all over yo face. You can pump yo'self up in any which way you choose to, but the results are going to be the same. Underestimate me and you WILL lose. If you don't you might just have a chance, but I doubt it. It is what it is homie. I'll see you in the ring, Pri...Mo doe. Until then PEACE!

{Kid drops the mic as "Uh Ohhhh" starts to play once again over the P.A system. He does his little two step for the crowd as some in the audience try to d it too. Then before he walk back backstage. He turns a give Primo the birdie, and smile as he walks back to the back.}