Playin' Wit' "Fier" (Fierhart)

[si]

As the show comes in from a break, the theme of Osiris plays over the PA. He steps out into the arena met by the typical boos, but he has a swagger in his step. He was especially satisfied playing Mr. Spoiler when it seemed Jayson Jones was merely one second away from securing his team a W at OTS. But Si's intent tonight wasn't Jones. It was a man who he still had an unresolved issue with. A man in who in there one contest he defeated decisively, Ryan Fierhart. Si enters the ring and calls for a mic. As the boos continue, Si raises his mic to begin.

SHUT UP!!! Ain't nuna' ya'll bitches fadin' me, ya' heard? Check this hotness out, OTS was my night. It was OUR night. We said we was gonna walk outta Italy wit' our hands raised in Victory, and that's what the hell we did. We ran RINGS around them bastids. Them fools aint know what the hell hit em. So tonight, the homie Brent Starr got himself a dance with that punk Jayson Jones, and Scott O-Deezy got his hands full with Jungle Boy and Neo. So that leaves me YOU...Ryan Fierhart. Yea, I know you sittin' backstage. I know you see me, family. The one that got away. Last time you and me was in the ring one on one, you talked ya' trash, and I busted dat' ASS!!! And tonight, I want a repeat. That's right, sucka, I'm callin' yo' ass out ta' GIT that ass whooped again tonight. I know you been waitin' fa' another shot at me fa' MONTHS. So come git' you some sucka.

Si awaits the response of Ryan Fierhart.

[ryan]

Poppa Roach's "Not Listening plays over the PA, and to the arena comes the incomparable Ryan Fierhart. With his eyes firmly focused on Alston, he makes his way to the ring. Once inside, he's handed a mic. He gets up close and personal with Alston as he responds.

You know somethin'? You must talk just for the sake of hearing your own damn voice. It must be nice having you head up other people's asses. I mean...what kinda benefits do you get for being O'Dell's Token Boy?

The crowd shares in Ryan's sentiment. Ryan continues.

You're right about one thing though, Alston. The fact that I lost to you back in May bothers me. It bothers me ALOT. Because I came out here, and dropped a match to a complete and total piece of CRAP. At least Jussi hand standards. You, you're just an opportunistic yes man who leeches off the name of your boys. Oh wait, Ames aint runnin' with you guys anymore, is he? Smartest thing he could have done, cuz you asshats are like a god damn CANCER. But tonight, I'm damn sure gonna be the cure. You wanna go, Alston? FINE. We'll go. But Oooooooooh no, it's not gonna be anything simple. No no no. Because I want to firmly embed in that thick skull of yours that when you screw with a Fierhart, you get BURNED. So allow me to throw my OWN challenge to you. A Fierhart SPECIALTY. A SHOOT FIGHT. Cuz I don't wanna just pin you, I'm here tonight to KNOCK YOUR ASS OUT!!! Now as my man Jay-J would say in this kinda situation...

MAN UP, BITCH!!![/font]

The crowd roars in approval. Ryan lowers his mic awaiting Si's response.

[si]

Si scowls as the crowd immediately got behind Fierhart. But he was never one to let something so simple phase him.

You challengin' ME to a shoot fight? Is you buggin' No no no...you'z SERIOUSLY buggin'. You challengin' a O.G. to a straight up fight? You must not be payin' attention. You musta' not seen me be fire out tha' asses of Dixon and run that P.O.V. sucka outta this bitch. You on some really heavy drugs if you think that's gonna give you some kinda advantage, family.[/color]

[ryan]

Ryan smirks at Si's response. As the crowd continues to cheer, he speaks his own...

Then if it isn't giving me an advantage, man up and EXCEPT the challenge, "family". What's the matter? Nervous?

Ryan looks out to the crowd with a grin. He awaits Si's reply.

[si]

Now Si was pissed...

Nervous??? NERVOUS!!! NIGGA PLEASE!!! Oh it's ON like some SMOKED GOD DAMN NECK BONES up in this bitch. I'm be beatin' the blond outta yo' ass, family. Best BELIEVE Ima make what I did ta' yo' ass last time look like a walk in tha' damn park. Yo' ass is mines.

Si's music plays over the PA, and he drops his mic. Getting in the face of Ryan for a moment, the two exchange words off mic before Si makes his way to the ropes. He climbs out of the ring and backs up the walkway still shouting words back at Ryan.

[ryan]

Ryan watches as Si makes his way up the walkway, returning his own words of angst at him. The scene then goes to the next segment.

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