-- Sombrero --
We are back ladies and gentlemen, and we had strong words there from the newly
crowned SWF Champion, Manik.
-- Sammy Williams --
Quite frankly, he doesn't deserve to hold the title. He didn't even eat Markus,
it was an errant attack from Nemesis... or was it really an accident?
-- Kaiser --
No if's, and's or but's about it... Manik is the champion, and the rightful one!
Now we need to let go of all of this Markus Katastrophik talk and focus on the
real true champion, MANIK!
-- Sombrero --
In any event, we are about-
((Sombrero is cut off as 'Crashing Around You' brings Markus Katastrophik to the stage in a hurry. Where normally Markus would pose and throw his arms up for his fans, he refuses, simply wasting no time in heading down towards the ring. He goes around towards Lilith Evan and grabs a microphone, sliding into the ring, quickly pulling the black hooded sweatshirt off, revealing his well-toned physique.
Markus paces around the ring angrily, seemingly ready to start a fight with Manik as he stands alertly.))
+ Markus
Katastrophik +
Move on Manik? MOVE ON?! Oh you don't think it is that
simple, is it? You don't really TRULY think that you can pass off a fluke as a
credible championship victory, and be through with me? You are sorely mistaken!
You can concentrate on this match Monday all you want, but we aren't done yet!
The way I look at it, the series is tied one-and-one. We've still got one last
go-round. And that is going to be Bloody Revenge. Forget Nemesis, forget ANYONE
but the eyes you stare into at this moment.
I have been in this business way too long to not learn a few trade secrets. And one is that you knock someone down, they'll come back up that much stronger. Now give the devil his due...you fought harder then you did at Quest, if that is even possible. Apparently either you were on, or I was off. Because you have that belt around your waist. And that is fine. You've got your taste. All that means is that It will taste so much god d a m n e d sweeter when I take it back at Bloody Revenge!
As far as this match at Madness is concerned, I didn't ask for it. I don't quite honestly want it. But if it is what I have to do in order to get my hands on you again David...so be it. You want to talk about odds, with that title around your waist... the odds of you lasting another three weeks to Bloody Revenge just got that much lower. You better put money on me Manik, it's the only thing you'll have after I put your a s s in the ground for the last time!
((Markus paces around the ring, breathing heavy, before walking right up to Manik, so close that a single breath could be felt.))
+ Markus
Katastrophik +
You f u c k e d me and you know it David! You want
to call yourself champion, go right ahead, but you are not the king of the
mountain. Not when you had the assist of the referee. Too damn bad you couldn't
do it yourself. I dare you to give me what I gave you. Whether it is tonight, or
three weeks from now at Bloody Revenge. You and me, this time... no rematches...
This time it is for good. To determine the TRUE king of the mountain. If being
the assassin is as you said 'putting the best against the best', then how about
your put your gold where your mouth is! Best against the best for one final
showing.
Lets see how you deal when the odds aren't in your favor. Unless you have no B A L L S of course!
((Markus backs up a few feet and stares directly down the barrel of the gun that is the SWF Champion, waiting for a response.))