 ~~~At this point in time, it comforts me to tell you that it will definitely be a little while before we hear from The Empire again. But until we hear from them again, and we will before Saturday Massacre, we are faced with one member having a scheduled match for this Saturday. This member is none other than "The Sex Icon of the Northeast" Derian Deniot.. He faces an incredibly estranged Chris Concord in a First Blood Match...but wasn't this match suposed to take place last week? Yeah, but I'm only a narrator...not a higher up...~~~ **Derian's time before a match consists of getting his muscles loose so that he can better train for it. But how does he loosen up his muscles? In the obvious Derian Deniot way (and possibly the Eric Steel way as well...), by heading to a masseuse...rather, masseuses. Derian lies on the fashionable table with a towel over his lower area as 5 incredibly beautiful and gorgeous women (if you must know, 2 redheads, a blonde, and 2 brunettes) are slowly rubbing the knots out of Derian's muscles. Amazingly, Derian has his Trademark Sunglasses on, as if they were glued to his face. His hair is greased back and his body has been oiled up. Thanks to a special bit of technology (actually, Derian just did some voice overs, but shhhhhh) we are able to hear his thoughts. As one of the redheads moves her hand up Derian's back and the blonde rubs his arm, Derian's mind reverts to the First Blood Match...** {Derian Deniot} " I wonder how screwed up Concord has gotten the past few days. Haven't really heard much from him the past few days. He really lucked out that Massacre was moved up a week. I still remember him saying he knows that "I Did it"...well, I don't sing much of Dave Matthews Band...ah..whatever. Oooh...that's the spot..right there...damn, these girls are good. Good thing they don't talk though and that they only care about getting their cash. They'd all probably wanna come back to my place and ease my other muscles. Heh...not that I'd mind, they'd just think I was permanently commited to them. Yep...I'm a damn smooth talker. If I wanted I could talk my way out of this match...but why the hell would I want to do that? I've got a crowd-pleasing match, and an opponent who couldn't hold his own against an April shower. Nah, I'll just smooth talk some insults towards little Chrissy before Massacre. Ohh man, these girls know what spots to hit...that muscle's been aching ever since my first match. Ah..what do I need to worry about? I already got a win over this chump at Late Nite Live. Looks like history repeats at Massacre. I'm finally gonna make it big here...gonna make dad proud. Concord's goin into this match based on revenge...I've got a goal and a good mindset going into this. I've got the advantage. He's got anger and hate...heh, sounds like the Dark Side...I've just got the will to make someone happy out there, whether it be my dad or some adoring chick out there...maybe these girls should work for me full time..."
**Hmm...maybe we should let
Derian have his fun. We'll
get back to him at a later time...wait a second, what's this? I'm getting
word that our C.E.O. is about ready to go out to the arena
for a talk about...the Tag Title
Match!!!**
{C.E.O. Matt Fisher} " Ladies and Gentlemen...before I proceed out to the arena for my speech, I figure that we pay tribute to the successful invasion of WCW to the WWF. So I'll do away with Weezer for this time only, and please enjoy this music..." **Listen to the Music HERE. The C.E.O. comes out in very Shane-O-Mac-esque style as "Here Comes the Money" plays on (anyone knows who raps on it, lemme know for my own search for it) and he heads down to the ring. He bounds up the steel steps at the side of the ring and struts along the apron before getting in. He points to all sections of the crowd, especially to the back, because he feels sorry for those back there who can't see as well...he moves to the corner and asks for a mic. Upon receiving it, the music dies down and Fish speaks...**
**Matt pauses here for a moment to gather his thoughts and to decide how he will word them. He walks to one side of the ring, then the other as he looks at the fans with a pleasing smile.** {C.E.O. Matt Fisher} " Most of you may not know this, but I am a huge fan of our Tag Team Division; actually, just Tag Team Matches in themselves. I know that right now, we have a very solid Tag Team Roster, not too big, not to small, and every single one of them has incredible potential to become the DRWF Tag Team Champs. Speaking of the Championships, they are in the possession of the team Domination, Sulfer and Logan. I have wanted to manage the Tag Team Champions since my induction as C.E.O. Gladly, I would have gone with Domination as their manager, but being a good judge of character, I saw that they would not appreciate my managerial skills, and would rather kick me to the curb, probably with a physical assault, which is something I'd like to avoid. I know as well as you do that there is a mystery tag team facing Domination this weekend at Massacre. You may all think that I know who this team is, but there is only one person who does, and I can't even reveal his name. The team could be any one of the DRWF's...or maybe even one from another federation. I have no clue. But you look at the Tag Team Roster of Death Row, and we've got more than enough competition for Domination, contrary to what Sulfer says. Look at the tag teams we have...The New PaiN...Degeneration X...Unnecessary Manslaugher...Dead or Alive...or even The Unholy Alliance of Mr. Late Nite and The Reluctant Rebel. Whoever the team, I'm sure that they will put an excellent show on for you this Saturday. As I said, I have no earthly idea as to who this team could be, but, barring The Unholy Alliance, my announcement is I would like to manage the Mystery Tag Team that will face Domination this Saturday at Massacre! I have been told I will find out the night of the event, so I will come out and introduce the tag team who I have faith in to take these Tag Team Titles. So Domination, get ready for a rather short title reign...because my Mystery Team, whoever it may be shall become the Death Row Wrestling Federation Tag Team Champions! So my friends, I'll see you at Massacre...Treasure my presence!" **"Here Comes the Money" starts up again as Da Fish gives acknowledgement to the crowd who is already screaming at the announcement! The C.E.O. to be the manager of possibly the next tag team champions? AMAZING!!!** **Again we are honored by the thoughts that course Derian's brain. His time is almost up, and his thoughts go quickly from the runt Concord to the pleasurable last five minutes of his Massage...** {Derian Deniot} "Quite amazing. After this I'm gonna head to the gym to get a little weightlifting done. Then I gotta go check on Rancid...after that, I've just gotta keep my mind focused on Concord. Sure, he's not the best, but he ain't no blowoff either. Gotta be careful...oooh...or I could just spend the rest of my time here until Saturday... " **Derian's face eases into pure relaxation and ecstasy as the final five minutes of his workdown begins. If he's concerned about the match, he sure doesn't show it...** |
{C.E.O. Matt Fisher} "
Hello again to
all my friends here at the DRWF ARENA!!! *intense crowd pop*
You all are probably surprised to see me after that vicious
Running Spear that I took thanks to my pal Rancid. And I know that most of
you are wondering whether I have hard feelings towards him or not. To
answer you, I don't. I know that Rancid
had to do what
he had to do to win, so kudos to you Rancid."