AUSTIN 3:16
*”Glass Shatters” by Disturbed plays when Stone Cold Steve Austin comes walking out from behind the curtain. The fans rise up out of their seats cheering. He struts down to the ring and rolls under the ropes. He goes to all four corners throwing his hands in the air. Wearing a black F*ck Fear T-Shirt, jean shorts, and a black knee brace over his left knee plus some boots. He demands a microphone. One is handed to him as he goes back to the center of the ring. The music fades out. *
Stone Cold: If you are ready to see the return of Chaos, What? Carnage What? And Destruction, then give me one big oh hell yeah!
Crowd: Oh Hell Yeah!
Stone Cold: This time we are coming back and we are taking on the nWo Pythons. Well I don’t give a d@mn if you are a python or a jack@$$. Stone Cold knows that CCD has taken on Degeneration-X, we have taken on the nWo, we have taken on every stable that has entered the IXWF since it opened for the first time, and we have won the war each and every time. Just because you call yourself a python doesn’t mean you’ll get a d@mned thing around here as long as The Rattlesnake has something to say about it. The python doesn’t even compare to the Rattlesnake, it’s slower and needs a squeeze to put an end to things. Hell son anyone with a pocket knife around could have that son of a b!tch snake taken down and out, but by the time a rattlesnake bites ya it’s all over. We have been the most feared, and the most revered group to ever band together here in the IXWF, and it will be a cold day in hell before ol’ Stone Cold lets all of that go to waist. We have all busted our @$$es to be where we are and as long as you sons of b!tches out there want to line yourselves up and call yourself the nWo, or Degeneration-X under any name or any amount of times you come out of hiding Stone Cold will still whoop your @$$ just like the next sorry b@st@rd to come get himself some of Stone Cold Steve Austin. When each and every one of you in the back hear the glass it’s your @$$ and you can be guaranteed of that!
Kevin Nash, you are a seven foot tall silly b@st@rd who probably thinks that walking all over Stone Cold Steve Austin is something easy to do. You believe that son? Well eh-EH! Not going to happen. Here’s what’s going to happen, let Stone Cold tell you a little story. Stone Cold is going to walk down to that ring, then you are going to walk down to the ring. You will be standing in your corner then your beady little eyes will look across the ring and lock eyes with Stone Cold Steve Austin. Then you have about three seconds to p!ss your pants because I’m going to come straight across that ring and beat the ever loving hell out of your sorry excuse for a wrestling @$$. You think you are tall and some bad @$$, but Nash when Stone Cold wants to drop you on your stack of dimes size of a neck Stone Cold cut you down in size. You aren’t any different than the animals I like to hunt. Hell consider yourself lucky son, the only reason you are getting a shot in the main event is because they knew that CCD knew they would need to whip somebody’s and you were the unlucky one who got picked. CCD is legendary in the IXWF, and there’s a reason it’s called Carnage, because when we are done that’s what we’ll leave of you Nash. Just a heaping pile of Nash nothing. Then I’m going to drop down to your fallen carcus let you know how I feel, flip you a couple of Stone Cold Salutes and move on to something more worth my time.
Scott Steiner, you must have talked them into naming it the Pythons because you are so d@mn in love with your arms that you probably find some way to jerk yourself using your biceps. That or you are as fake as Hulk Hogan and that’s all you have to base off of. Listen here Freak, big bad bootie daddy, jack@$$ of the year whatever in the hell you are going with now-a-days you got yourself into a load of trouble by agreeing to go up against Stone Cold Steve Austin. The way things run around here is that Stone Cold calls the shots, and you are the lucky one that even gets to be around and have your @$$ handed to you. That’s what happens when you mess with Stone Cold son, because Austin three sixteen says when you hear the glass it’s your @$$. There is no time to think there is not going to be anytime to cry to your mommy, only me whoopin’ your @$$. From pillar to d@mn post I’m going to be throwing you around that ring like the little son of a b!tch ragdoll that you are. Your pythons are about to become your guppies when they go up against the rattlesnake. Your sorry piece of trash self needs to take a hike and find another devision to play in, because son you aren’t ready for Stone Cold Steve Austin. You are just one in a line of @$$es that Stone Cold has and will whoop. I don’t know when you thought you were good enough to take down Stone Cold Steve Austin, but you can be d@mned sure that you won’t be walking out of Carnage with a tag team championship.
The nWo is about to find out what it’s like to receive a good old fashioned @$$ whoopin’ courtesy of Stone Cold Steve Austin. You need to go recruit some more jack@$$es so you can give Stone Cold more nWo butt to kick. Keep ‘em coming, I’ll keep on drinking and celebrating and I beat the ever loving hell out of each and every d@mn last one of you b@st@rds. So come on down to the ring, anyone you have in the back that you haven’t told us is standing behind you bring them on. Stone Cold might as well have a target on his chest since I am the best d@mn world heavy weight champion the IXWF ever had, and I am the best d@mn tag team champion the IXWF has ever seen. Stone Cold has beaten everyone who has come up to try and bring the rattlesnake down, but eh-EH! Stone Cold isn’t going to roll over and die until I’m d@mn well ready for him to. This is just the first night of many great nights for CCD. You are going to feel the wrath of three sixteen and you pull any funny business we have a surprise waiting for you that you can’t overcome. All of you are already Dead Men Walking just waiting for us to bury you back down into the ground where you belong. So I’m going to go in the back, start getting ready, chug a few beers in preperation, watch a little tv, then come back out here for some Stone Cold @$$ whoopin’. Steiner, Nash, I’ll see you sons of b!tches soon enough AND THAT’S THE BOTTOM LINE ‘CUZ STONE COLD SAID SO!
*Stone Cold Steve Austin throws the microphone down as his music picks up again. The fans cheer more as he gets up on the turnbuckle and gets two beers. He chugs them, throws the cans down, then rolls out of the ring and throws some middle fingers up into the air. He heads to the back and goes behind the curtain.
OOC: Wow...it's just been too long.
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