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[We open up outside of a mall, the Twin Pines Mall to be exact, as a sign outside the main entrance reads: "LSW World Heavyweight Champion and LSW Wrestler of the Year, "One Man Boyband" Chris Cortez, Here Today!". People shuffle in, some wearing normal clothes, coming to just do their shopping, while another pack of people, come in wearing Chris Cortez, New Generation, and other such LSW T-shirts. The LSW cameraman follows all the people in, some of them spotting the camera, and darting in front of it yelling things and all that dumb shit fans do when they get in front of the cameras.

The cameraman keeps walking, with the fans all around, as they all come to the mall's arcade, which has a big sign out front: "Meet "One Man Boyband" Chris Cortez Here Today At 12:00pm!". The cameraman looks over at a nearby clock store, conveniently near the arcade, as all the clocks read 11:50am. The cameraman then heads up to the front of the line, and goes to walk into the entrance of the arcade, which is closed at the moment, but is stopped by a security guard. The cameraman shows off his LSW Employee Pass, and the security guard nods his head, then lets him through.

The cameraman walks into the arcade, and looks around, obviously searching for Chris Cortez. He walks into the middle of the place, and sees a table, complete with Chris Cortez merchandise all ready to be signed, and a sign up above which reads: "Meet LSW Superstar Chris Cortez!". The cameraman looks around near the table, but Chris Cortez is nowhere to be found, but suddenly, a voice rings out in the distance]

Voice: Show me your moves! Boo! C'mon! Almost! Keep it up!

[The cameraman walks in the direction of where the voice is coming from, as it keeps on talking]

Voice: Don't stop now! Boo! Boo! Is that all you got?!

[The cameraman turns a corner of a line of video games and finally finds Chris Cortez, along with Syd, and the source of the voice. The source being a game of Dance Dance Revolution and Chris Cortez is the one doing the dancing. His World Heavyweight Title hangs on the guardrail, and his 2002 Whammy Award for "Best Wrestler of the Year" sits nearby, as he dances around, furiously, with the cameraman getting closer to the action, DANGER flashes on the Dance Dance Revolution screen. Chris Cortez keeps dancing wildly, trying to keep up, but GAME OVER soon flashes across the screen]

Voice: Ohhhh, better luck next time!

Chris Cortez: What?! WHAT?! Those moves we're solid! I was doing some prime dancing! This game is a load of crap! It wouldn't know a thing about real dancing even If it was programed with all the moves! I mean, c'mon, this thing is supposed to be a dancing machine? The only dancing machine here is ME, I mean, check out these moves!

[Chris Cortez does some more of his, er, special moves, which more or less look like he's having a seizure. He then stops and poses for a crowd that isn't even there, as Syd claps for him, with Chris Cortez soaking it up]

Syd: Excellent as always!

Chris Cortez: Of course it was! Like I said, this machine doesn't know shit! Im the best dancer in all these parts, hell, Im the best dancer in all the world! This machine must be broken or something, because, no one can match the kind of fancy footwork I got going on! NO ONE!

[The cameraman coughs to get their attention, and it does, as Chris Cortez and Syd look over at him]

Chris Cortez: Oh great! If it isn't the camera crew come to bother me during an autograph signing session! How grand! Lemme guess, your here for the usual, right? The ol' whats your thoughts on this and that, correct?

Cameraman: Ah, yeah, pretty muc-

Chris Cortez: Look, shutup! You came to get MY thoughts, right? Then those are the only thoughts your going to get! Your job isn't to talk, or think, or give your little commentary! NO! YOUR job, the one you get paid to do, is to point your little camera on ME and get MY thoughts and MY words! So just stand there, shut up, and listen up! I've got a damn autograph session in about-

Syd: 8 minutes

Chris Cortez: -8 Minutes! So, lemme cut straight to something of importance, the 'State of the New Generation Address'! As of late, one of its members, Allen Rage, has been doing some stuff that I do not approve of. Due in part to doing it all behind my back and telling me nothing about it! First off, Allen Rage goes into this whole brotherly dispute with Jason Crayz, causing Crayz to pack up his things, and leave the New Generation, all because of it!

First off, I find this quite childish. If Jason Crayz is going to leave, all because of some little brotherly quarrel, fine, let him. Let him walk out on the New Generation, let him walk out on the future of this federation, let him walk out on HIS future in this fed, cuz he's walking right back into the past, where he has no career, and no future, because it seems that's what he wants! He wants this fed back into the past, he doesn't want to help us keep it moving forward, oh no, he doesn't care! He doesn't care that by doing this, he's made more enemies, and he's sending this fed, and his career, right down the shitter!

So, with one member down, the New Generation is down to two, all thanks to one of those two members, Allen Rage. Now, as if that weren't enough, Allen Rage goes and RECRUITS a NEW member to the New Generation. He goes and recruits Nightshade. Now, believe me, Im all for new members to the New Generation, especially one that's a woman, but, but, BUT, Allen Rage did so without telling me. Which is a no-no. You see, Allen Rage, he needs to learn something, he needs to learn that although he is a member, and my tag team partner, he isn't the LEADER of this team! He isn't the LEADER of this revolution! He isn't the LEADER of the New Generation! That leader would be ME and only ME!

As the leader I decide who leaves, I decide who joins, and I decide what this group does or does not do! NO ONE ELSE! Im angered at Allen Rage for doing all this behind me back, as from now on, nothing, and I mean nothing, will be decided for the good, or bad, of this group without my say, because my say, IS FINAL! Now Crayz, he is already gone, so there is nothing I can do in that department. Nightshade however, well, THAT is a different story. You see sweetheart, the New Generation, like any club or organization, has its fair share of rules, which I have stated, and, it has its way of initiation.

Our way of initiation isn't about hazing or filling out forms, no, our way is that you give us proof that you are the best of the best! That you indeed have something to offer the New Generation, that you can fight, and that you can win! Now, Ive seen you go out there, wearing our merchandise, doing our poses, and talking like your a member, but guess what baby? YOUR NOT! YOUR NOT A MEMBER! SO DON'T GO AROUND ACTING LIKE YOU ARE! If you truly do want to be an official member of the New Generation, if you truly wish to fight for the right side, than like I said before, you have to prove your worth.

How will you do this you say? Well, I have just the perfect time, and, the perfect place. Next Tuesday, the PPV, the Hardcore Over the Top Rope Women's Title Match. You Win, Your In. Simple enough? I think so. I think that will be the perfect showing of just what you got. To see if you truly deserve to be in the New Generation. Just remember one thing. You might answer to some mysterious mob boss outside of the LSW, but once you become a member of the New Generation, you answer, TO ME! You do as I say, and you do it, no questions asked!

As for you Allen Rage, my friend, my tag team partner, remember those words as well. I don't want to have to deal with you again, because next time, I wont be so friendly about it. Now, If you will excuse me, I want to get another game or two in before my stupid autograph signing, so please, get the hell out of here!

[The cameraman backs away as Syd puts a few more quarters into the Dance Dance Revolution machine for Chris Cortez. As the camera fades to black, Chris Cortez can be seen dancing crazily again, and like before, he is getting, a sucky score]