Backstage (o2a)

[jagerllama]

The scene begins, as WJ is sitting on a loading crate, reading a magazine.
The magazine was keeping his mind occupied...
so he wasn't thinking about his recent luck so far in XWA.
Actually, he was half reading the magazine...
and half watching the coming and goings of the others around him.
The magazine really wasn't doing it for him anymore...
so he sat there thinking to himself...
"Damn... something's gotta break around here for me.
Not really the stellar debut to XWA, I had hoped for.

Maybe, I've lost it? Or, maybe... I've just been to nice.
Either way, I refuse to become a running joke around here.

I think...
it's time to unleash the William James eveyone loves to hate.
The fun and games are over... and my XWA future begins...right now!"

As if right on cue, one of WJ's fellow XWA combatants, walks by...
giving him a stare, he really didn't care for.
WJ looks at the person, as he begins to stand up...
"You... Got a problem?"

[jake]

Well if it isn't William James a so called mad man? I think not. Yeah I do actually have a problem with you, and what's that you'll ask well I just hate you, we may have never crossed paths but I've seen what you are like and it's pathetic.

Jake smirks at WJ.

You see it looks like your trying to make a name for yourself but you're not succeeding. I've watched your last few matches and you haven't done to bad but this time it's going to be different.

So you got anything to say?

[jagerllama]

WJ steps into the face of Williams, and speaks...
"Damn right, punk... this time will be different.

I can't honestly say, I even know who you are... but, it don't matter.

After my last few matches with a true 'Main Eventer'...
your bush-league ability...
will spell nothing but victory for me tonight.
That's even if you have the guts to face me.

I've seen your kind before... some punk rookie trying to over on me...
well, not today, son.

Sure, I've had a rough go of it around here...
but, I'm damn sure you don't have half the talent Magnus Von Schwartz has.
I know, I've faced the man.

I mean, come on... look at you... if anything is pathetic around here... it's you.
You walk around spouting off at the mouth, sayin' you hate me?
I ain't done nothin' to you... not yet.

So, tough guy, you hate me so much...
step into that ring, and let that anger show.
Or, we can do it right here and now...
if that what needs to happen.

One way or another, your ass is mine, punk."

WJ continues to stand in the face of Williams...
"So, what's it gonna be, huh?"

[jake]

Don't make me laugh James do I care about MVS or your Main Eventer matches as you say? I don't think so. I highly doubt you'll make a name for yourself here in XWA cause you have a long way to go. I bet your thinking I'm all talk but I've been here before on my own terms and left but came back to whip some ass and take over TakeDown.

Jake looks WJ up and down and laugh's to himself.

So I'm going to take you up on your offer and challenge you right now in a Backstage Brawl match. What do you say? Or are you to scared to accept my challenge.

Jake wait's for an answer from WJ.

[jagerllama]

WJ lets out a laugh of his own...
Scared... of you?!?
Ha, not hardly, punk.

This might be my first go 'round in XWA...
but one thing I'm not... is a quiter!

Maybe, you should have stayed gone...
your first fail around here should have told you something.
Nobody just leaves XWA, on their own terms or not...
Apparently, you are as dumb as you look.

As for your plan of taking over anything around here...
the only thing I see you taking is my foot in your ass.

But, I do find it cute that you ask for a Backstage Brawl...
most people don't ask... they just attack... like this..."

WJ takes a leap towards Williams, and says his final words...
"You picked the wrong day to screw with William James, son."

*CUE Match (unless you want to add something else)*