Post by Jagerllama on Jun 16, 2010 9:45:22 GMT -5
'Determined' by Mudvayne begins to play
over the arena sound system,
as the 'duel' ELF Champion, Sean Young,
walks out onto the stage, with a smile on his face.
With the TV Championship around his waist,
and the Warriors Championship over his shoulder,
he stands on the stage and looks at both titles.
He continues to the ring, and climbs in, grabbing a mic from the ring apron.
Standing center ring, he begins to speak...
"I look at these titles I hold...
and think to myself...
what a truly 'lucky man' I am...
but, really...
'luck' had NOTHING to do with it!"
SY pauses, then continues...
Now, some may say...
I don't 'deserve' to wear the gold of a Champion...
let alone... TWO Championships at the very same time!
Sure, I haven't been out here in quite a while...
to speak to the great fans of the ELF...
but, with my dedication in the ring...
my ACTIONS speak LOUDER...
than anything I could say out here."
Looking down at the TV Championship, he continues...
"Winning the battle royal to win this title...
took everything I had inside of myself...
beating 19 other men...
to become your TV Champion..."
He then looks at the Warriors Championship, and continues again...
"And this bad boy right here...
THIS is my pride and joy!
While I only had to go thru one man...
that man being Marcus Black...
THIS Championship means more to me...
than any title I have won here to date!
It was one on one...
in a greatest of challenges...
PURE RULES...
no chairs... tables... ladders...
nothing but pure technical expertise...
the winner becoming the first-ever Warrior Champion...
and that man was ME.... Sean Young!"
SY nods his head with a smile...
"Now, why am I out here tonight?
It's not to boast or brag... no, no...
the answer to your question is simply this...
I'm giving Mr. Dire the green light....
to choose my opponents for each title...
each title to be defended whenever HE sees fit...
The ONLY request I have...
I want one on one matches...
not any of these...
3-ways... 4-ways... battle royals...
matches where the 'lucky' man gets a quick pinfall...
to gain a Championship such as these.
No... THAT will NOT be happening!
The men chosen will have to beat me...
one on one...
with honor and pride!
Something I doubt most around here even have..."
SY rubs the TV title, and taps the Warriors title, smiling all the while....
"So... do your bidding, Mr. Dire...
and choose these men well...
those men who DESERVE a chance...
to face me for MY titles...
Give to them the VERY same opportunity...
that you gave to me...
I'll be waiting on baited breath...
for your final decisions!
That is all I have to say, at this time...
good day to you all!"
The music begins to play again, as SY puts the mic down onto the mat.
He exits the ring, and walks up the ramp...
and out of the arena, ending the scene.
over the arena sound system,
as the 'duel' ELF Champion, Sean Young,
walks out onto the stage, with a smile on his face.
With the TV Championship around his waist,
and the Warriors Championship over his shoulder,
he stands on the stage and looks at both titles.
He continues to the ring, and climbs in, grabbing a mic from the ring apron.
Standing center ring, he begins to speak...
"I look at these titles I hold...
and think to myself...
what a truly 'lucky man' I am...
but, really...
'luck' had NOTHING to do with it!"
SY pauses, then continues...
Now, some may say...
I don't 'deserve' to wear the gold of a Champion...
let alone... TWO Championships at the very same time!
Sure, I haven't been out here in quite a while...
to speak to the great fans of the ELF...
but, with my dedication in the ring...
my ACTIONS speak LOUDER...
than anything I could say out here."
Looking down at the TV Championship, he continues...
"Winning the battle royal to win this title...
took everything I had inside of myself...
beating 19 other men...
to become your TV Champion..."
He then looks at the Warriors Championship, and continues again...
"And this bad boy right here...
THIS is my pride and joy!
While I only had to go thru one man...
that man being Marcus Black...
THIS Championship means more to me...
than any title I have won here to date!
It was one on one...
in a greatest of challenges...
PURE RULES...
no chairs... tables... ladders...
nothing but pure technical expertise...
the winner becoming the first-ever Warrior Champion...
and that man was ME.... Sean Young!"
SY nods his head with a smile...
"Now, why am I out here tonight?
It's not to boast or brag... no, no...
the answer to your question is simply this...
I'm giving Mr. Dire the green light....
to choose my opponents for each title...
each title to be defended whenever HE sees fit...
The ONLY request I have...
I want one on one matches...
not any of these...
3-ways... 4-ways... battle royals...
matches where the 'lucky' man gets a quick pinfall...
to gain a Championship such as these.
No... THAT will NOT be happening!
The men chosen will have to beat me...
one on one...
with honor and pride!
Something I doubt most around here even have..."
SY rubs the TV title, and taps the Warriors title, smiling all the while....
"So... do your bidding, Mr. Dire...
and choose these men well...
those men who DESERVE a chance...
to face me for MY titles...
Give to them the VERY same opportunity...
that you gave to me...
I'll be waiting on baited breath...
for your final decisions!
That is all I have to say, at this time...
good day to you all!"
The music begins to play again, as SY puts the mic down onto the mat.
He exits the ring, and walks up the ramp...
and out of the arena, ending the scene.
