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Post by Jason Dire on Jun 17, 2010 22:03:09 GMT -5
Dire sits in his chair, at his desk. He is on the phone talking, he sees the camera and hangs up. He looks right into the camera.
With all these attacks lately, I have had to up my offer to bring in known talent from other companys. Wrestles have found themselfs in the unemployment line. Some would say that's my problem, but it's not. See, I run a wrestling fed. I am all their bosses, so I control their fate. Not anyone else, if I decide to hire people and remove you. That's how it's going to be. That said, I have found a wrestler to face you for that Warriors Championship, Sean Young. You will be faceing the newly resigned Sylas Marx. You to will face at the ppv, Man Up. But on Havoc you will be teaming against a team to be named at a later time.
He pulls out to contracks, then looks into the camera.
Drake Storm and AJ Ryder you two have a tag match, if you win nothing happens, but if you lose.... Well don't lose. That is all.
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Post by Jagerllama on Jun 18, 2010 2:09:27 GMT -5
Sitting in his locker room, SY watches on a monitor... the annonucement made by Mr. Dire. SY nods his head, in approval... "Sylas Marx... I remember the name... not so much the athlete...
Teaming WITH him at Havoc... should be a great way to see what he's all about.
Then at the PPV... Marx just better 'Man Up'... if he thinks this will be an easy win for him.
I'll see to it... it WON'T be!"
*camera fades*
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