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Post by irons on Sept 14, 2009 3:20:43 GMT -5
~(Takedown returns from a commercial break to John Irons standing in the ring with a microphone. As you would no doubt guess, he was at all pleased with what took place at Ring Rage, being jumped backstage by Vikram, as well as being forced to face him and his associate Dan Ripley in a Handicap match.)~
Under normal circumstances, I'd be mighty happy about bein' able to compete here in London. I mean, bein' a homie from Jackson, Mississippi, this is a dream come true bein' a part of XWA. Bein' part of a global phenomenon like this. But I'm not happy right now. Not happy at all. Ripley!!! Vikram!!! You two pair a' punks got a lotta heart jumpin' me from behind at Ring Rage. And you got even more heart doin' the same in a damn Handicap match. You wanted my attention? You GOT IT!!! Here I am, suckas. Let's see how good you two bitches do when I know yo' chump asses are comin'!!!
~(With little delay, the entrance theme of Dan Ripley hits the PA system of the O2 Arena.)~
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Post by pancho on Sept 14, 2009 19:48:43 GMT -5
Ripley steps out from backstage dressed in a styling black suit, joined by Vikram, clad in a sleeveless T, black jeans and Dock Martin boots. Ripley, already with a mic in hand and his cocky grin in full throw, the two men make their way to the ring, where once inside Ripley responds to John's comments.
John. C'mon now, my man. You act like this surprises you. You act like you didn't see this coming. You showed me up four weeks ago backstage. And no one, and I do mean no one...shows up Dan Ripley. It's a bad business choice by every stretch of the imagination. Last week at Ring Rage, we showed you just how bad it really is. You see, John, as we close in to the end of the season, the time's come for me to start asserting myself. I mean, I'm already the biggest name on Takedown. Not Tommy Tryton. Not Robby Sylk. Not Blade Myers. Me. Because unlike them, all guys who it took a while for them to find their stride, I've had mines since day one. And right now, the clock is ticking until I claim the greatest prize in this sport, the XWA World Title. Doesn't matter who wins at Only The Strong. Doesn't matter who escapes The Devil's Playground. Because I'm the man walking out of Miami World Champion. Face it John, you picked a really bad time to decide you wanted to pop up on my radar. A time where I'm dialed in, focused, and poised to do one thing, and one thing only. And that's show the world what it's champion for 2010 will look like.
Matt: Just as smug as ever, isn't he?
Buzz: If you were as talented as him, wouldn't you be?
The boos of the London fans intensify as Ripley grand stands even more.
But to prove I'm not at all a bad guy, I'm gonna give you a chance to get you some payback tonight. All you need to do tonight is go backstage, find someone dumb enough to be your partner, which on this show shouldn't be that hard to do, and face me an Vik here in a Tornado Tag match. Hopefully you can find someone...I wouldn't want things to be "disadvantageous" for you again.
Giving his nonchalant grin, Ripley waits for the reaction of John Irons to his proposition.
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Post by irons on Sept 14, 2009 21:09:45 GMT -5
~(With a satisfied nod, John raises his mic to reply.)~
I guess it's a good thing I took a lil' initiative then, ain't it? Cuz somethin' told me you were gonna play the team tactics card again. Fortunately for me, there's no shortage of guys backstage who wanna put their fist in your mouth. So I went and had me a lil' conversation with one of them earlier today. Someone who you just so happen to be as familiar with as you are with me, Danny-Boy.
~(With that said, the entrance theme of Irons' partner and susequent new back policy begins to play.)~
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Post by milo on Sept 14, 2009 21:31:20 GMT -5
The fans come to their feet as it was a man a lot of the London Wrestling fans were familiar with, Milo Miller. As his theme plays, he makes his way down to the ring to join Irons.
Matt: Milo Miller! If you're going to find you some back up, it'd be a smart idea to make that back up a man who's tangled with who you're up against. And Miller and Ripley had themselves a couple of wars in the ring a few months back. Way to level the playing field.
Milo grabs up the mic provided for him on the ring steps, enters the ring, and zeros in on Ripley.
Remember back two months ago Dan? When I said someday down the road you and I were gonna settle up? Guess what. Someday is today. Yea sure, you might be in the headline match of XGames. You might be priming yourself to be the new world champ in 2010. But you're making a really big mistake in the process. A mistake I would have figured your old coaches back at Seton Hall would have driven into that thick skull of yours. And that's the mistake of looking pass your present challenge. That's where me and John here come into the picture. I wasn't able to make the trip to be part of Ring Rage, but I saw what you and chrome dome there did to Irons. And it looked awful familiar to what you two asscracks did to me two months ago. Beating me down before a match to soften me up. That doesn't sit well with me. So when Irons approached me earlier, he didn't even have to say a word. I already knew what was up. And what's up is the two of us knocking your ass down a peg or two. There might be the chance that you could walk out of XGames III the XWA World Champion, but there isn't a chance in hell that you're going to be walking out of Europe without imprints of me and John's boots firmly affixed on your ass!
The fans roar in cheer.
Buzz: I think that's pretty cut and dry, eh?
Matt: The bad blood is still boiling over the screw job Ripley and Vikram gave Milo two months ago. You knew it'd come back to the surface eventually.
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Post by pancho on Sept 15, 2009 5:08:01 GMT -5
In complete and total disbelief, Ripley speaks his response to this new development.
You're joking, right Irons? This is your back up? How many times do I have to kick your ass before you get the message, Milo? You're not in my league. Never have been, never will be. You thing two months is going to change that? Man, *heh heh* you both are perfect for each other. A pair of complete and total underachievers that will spend their entire XWA careers chasing after my greatness. My stock's on a constant rise, boys. I'm a media magnate, whereas you chumps should be lucky you get to share the same airtime with me. But, I guess this is a blessing in disguise. At least I get to tie up pretty big loose ends before I take my place at the top of the XWA heap. Works for me.
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