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Posted by Death on June 4, 2004, 7:10 am Death: Did you hear that line of bullcrap out of that man's mouth? The camera moves up and down. Death: Look Ric, I don't know what acid trip your on but you make no sense. You said "you two" way too many times. Who two are you talking about? Its like you had way too many thoughts that you wanted to say but got them all messed up in that big noggin of yours. So you listen with that big fat ears of yours and listen well. I AM THE CHAMPION!! I won this belt from one of the best in the busines..a legend of the WFS. I earned my way to my title spots. EARNED!! All you dumb f*cks just think I get shit handed to me. Where were you three years ago when I entered the WFS? Where were you at when I was facing dumb ass after dumb ass to prove myself worthy of a title shot? NO WHERE!!! You wern't here so you know nothing you little f*ck. Death gets out of his chair and goes over to his gym bag and picks up his World Title. He puts it over his shoulder and walks over to the camera. Death: So what "hard" road did you walk to get to this match? If I remember correctly, not a very hard one at all. You asked to face me, ASKED, and they gave it to you. It wasn't because you earned a title shot, or was worthy. No, they just wanted to send another sheep to the slaughter. You, Ric, your nothing more than a sheep ready for the slaughter. Friday Powerhouse is the end of the line for you. Think big, act tough, or whatever else you think you can do because its your last night here. You want to push me, you want to show the world your better..but your not. Never will be as long as I am around. And you see Ric Thunder, its time I bust that jaw of yours. Thats right, I will either end your career or just really mess you up. Either way Ric, you will leave the ring as a nobody, just like you entered. Death goes over to his locker and pulls out his trench coat and puts it on. He then grabs his shades and puts those on as well. Death: Ric, the day of reckoning is almost upon us. The day of Death is right around the corner. You go ahead and claim about how you walked such a hard road to get here...because it will get you no where. When you get into the ring with me its no more talking. The only thing the crowd will hear is your voice screaming in pain. You talk big Ric, but everyone here knows the true master of the ring. The true beast of pain. Bring you chair and try to hit me. I dare you to try. Because I'll just use that weapon against you, bashing your skull in until your eyes fill with blood. Your hair gets all matted with the life fluid. And then, only then, shall I stop that torture. Instead of finishing you off with a chair, I shall finish you off the way the fans like. Yes, a well placed END TIMES in the middle of the ring. Your body shall hit that canvas so hard, your body shall leave an imprint. Then I shall pin you and retain the belt I earned. I EARNED Ric...not was given. You shall learn in the ring that I earned my way here, by beating the living crap out of you. So Ric, call your family and friends....they will want to see you one last time before you perish to my might. And if you don't like that.. TOO DAMN BAD!!! Death then gives a grin to the camera before picking up his gym bag and exiting the room.
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Death is backstage, watching his tv in his nice easy chair. Suddenly his show is interrupted by Ric Thunder's statement to Death. Death shakes his head as if Ric is crazy or something. Finally when it ends, Death looks to the cameraman that has just entered into his room.
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