Bloodied..yes

[browne]

Lucky for Nate, he doesn't regret much. He returns his own chuckle.

Oh, lord! It just got much more washed up in here. Why did I lose the Devils Playground? I wasn't 100% prepared. That's ok, though. I still have my whole career left ahead of me. You still have...uhm. Magic tricks? Yes, magic tricks to appear in rooms. I'll continue working magic in the ring while you continue sneaking into rooms.

You're 100% right. I was gift wrapped an amazing chance at the top spot. Next thing you'll be saying is I had the best odds out of the whole field. I ENTERED SECOND. THATS NO BETTER THAN FIRST. My chances weren't very good in the first place, and then I had to enter first. Seems like I was TOTALLY gift wrapped a perfect opportunity.

Maybe you don't realize the toll my body had to pay during that match. You come from a time when Ladder Matches could easily be career enders. I was locked in a demonic structure with 5 men bigger than me and I did a pretty damn good job if I do say so myself. I didn't come close to winning, but the World Title will be around my waist sooner or later.

And in case you didn't realize, MG left a minute ago. Good going, Houdini.

[simon]

A raised eyebrow...

I was speaking in regards to you and Mr. Xavier. Maybe you should clean the wax out of those ears. As for your excuse as to why you lost tonight, that's exactly what it is...and excuse. "I was second, wah wah wah." News flash, kid. So was Tanden Fearse. And she's Diamond Champ, whereas you're backstage crying about not giving 100%. Must feel bad being shown up by a girl, eh?

Yet another chuckle.

And to better correct you, my dear boy. I come from a time where we didn't do ladder matches, we did C4 Matches. Electrified barbed wire matches. But you grew up watching the force fed North American style of wrestling, so I'd expect you not have a clue of well...anything really. Must be nice to have your head so far up your own ass that you can see you lower intestine, isn't it? It sounds to me like you could use a little schooling in "My" style of fighting. Not wrestling...fighting. When it's all on the line you have no choice but to battle as if your life depends on it...because it very well might. Since you're so confident in your ability, how about this. You go find yourself a sap willing to team up with you in Los Angeles, and Mr. Xavier here join me in systematically wiping your face all over the ring. And if by some chance no one is stupid enough to team with you...well...I'll just have to do it myself then, won't I?

That is...if you're good for more then just talking out of your ass, or course.

[browne]

Claiming you're old enough to be all three of our dads is, I'm assuming, involving MG...Who left minutes before you showed. But, I don't expect your Alzheimer ass to remember what you said.

If it's a fight you want, it's a fight you got, Bucko. Think of your snazzy rules for "your style of wrestling", and I'll come out. I don't need, or want a partner. If I lose to you, it won't give me an excuse. However, if I win, you'll never hear the end of it how I, "The child with his head up his ass" beat down the old, forgotten "veteran".

Bring your C4 and barbed wire and pizza cutters or whatever the hell you want. I'll meet you out there for the big one.

[atlasx0x]

Stepping through the open door Dante speaks towards Simon.

You sure are cocky in your old age, of course I don't guess I can expect any less from the man who in his golden days was known as 'The Destroyer'. Of course I guess old times die hard for you. At one time being known as a unstoppable force in The Industry, and now...as Nate said, washed up. Face it Simon, your generation is quickly coming to its end and your legacy will not be carried over this time around. Today's wrestling is what you could call a... 'New Breed' of animals. And you, well you just haven't evolved up to the standards.

Dante turns to Nathan.

And you have not much of a valid point either, but at least you have some sort of credibility for getting as far as you did in the Devils Playground. But none the less, you did receive a golden opportunity here in the business and you weren't manage to use it. Such a waste...

Finally Dante looks towards Micheal.

How about you, what do you see in yourself. Because right now I see a broken man. With dreams of glory and pride in your life, just unable to even get a taste of these things. I see a pathetic man here lying here, broken by a...dated man. You let someone like him continue what he sees as a legacy to carry on here in the XWA. You let him show everyone around the world that he was better than you...better than the new age of man. Shitty at best. How about you continue to lay there on that table and never get up. It would do everyone here a favor if you just quit all together.

[simon]

Simon couldn't help but to laugh at what he was hearing. It was safe to say that he'd heard it all before...because he had.

Why is it that you young guys always play the "washed up" card. *Heh* I'm almost 50...this is very true. And I admit I'm past my prime. But even being years past my prime, I'm 10 times better a fighter...AND a wrestler then the two of you combined. And how so? Simple. I don't have to brag about any accomplishment I've ever made. My actions speak for themselves. That's what I see as the measure of a man. His actions. And from men like you, all that exists is words. Words mean nothing. But please...please, go on making fools of yourselves in the guise of "Talking tough". I guess it makes you feel good inside.

Simon turns his focus Atlas...

Seeing as you did feel so inclined to interject yourself into this...aimlessly I might add...how about this. I know Michael here will be looking to sink his teeth into another match. If you're not done talking as usual, you put up in the ring against him. It's been a while since you've got in the ring, and when last you were in the ring, you didn't quite live up to your "talk". If you're worth your salt, lets see you back that talk up.

Then back to Nathan...

As for you, I normally wouldn't even bother wasting my time with a greenhorn like you, but I'll make the exception. Just for the sheer enjoyment of humbling you, and seeing how you look with my fist down your throat.

Simon turns back to Michael.

Any objections?

[atlasx0x]

Very calmly Dante replies to Simon's statement.

Yes Simon I felt the need to interject into your ramble quite because I sought to deliver words of advice to you, and the two boys. That I admired you as a competitor and a combatant....but that time is long past. In any case you are right, I haven't shown my face here much in the XWA. My last match here wasn't exactly in my good graces and I have been the 'loser' at many occasions. But one thing I am not is a loser, I do not fail or faulter.
You can not possibly compare me to either of these two on any level of the spectrum. You want to see words backed up? Then I will show them to you. Will breaking this already fractured man in half prove anything at all to you or do I need to break you and watch the dust flow out.


Anyways, if Micheal here is fine with that proposition then I accept, but the day is soon coming Simon, that you can put your reputation to my test and we can see if you can back up any of your talk.

[simon]

Simon grins and responds simply by saying...

I've put far more important things then mere "reputation" on the line for much bigger causes the mere sport. Careful what you wish for, less one day it comes true.

[atlasx0x]

Dante stares at Simon for a moment then says.

And I fully intend when that day comes to put more than just your reputation on the line.

[xflame]

Michael looks over at Dante. He had been quiet during the time that Simon and Nathan were speaking. Contemplating things. Thinking about all that was said. Now, it was his time to talk.

Where do I see myself you ask? Back before the turn of the century, I used to be a champion. I've held titles before. So I know what its like. Back then, I was hungry. I would get beaten down, then I would come back for more.

But now? Seems that kind of has changed. I don't have that same hunger anymore. I try to force it, but it just doesn't work. Nathan says I should just quit. If its one thing I'm not, is a quitter. This may very well be a test of faith, if you will. Most people, when they hit a slump, burn out or fade away. Me, I'm going to endure. I am going to get past this slump. At some point, the hunger will come back. I will be champion again. Before I retire, I will wear gold around my waist. That you can bet on.

For now? I'll take it one day at a time. One fight at a time. Put more focus into each match that I fight. And it starts with you Dante. Bring on your best. I want nothing less. You may beat me down, you may break me, but you will never break my spirit. So I hope you're ready to take me on, because I am damn sure ready to take you on.

And some time down the line, I would definitely take up Simon's request at a tag match. Me and him against Nathan and whoever he can get to tag with him.

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