Pentalion: IT'S BLOODSTONE!
*Daymian Bloodstone comes sprinting down the ramp into the ring as Dimension bails! Bloodstone gives Dimension a cold look, as Dimension looks proud of what he has done. Dimension begins to lick the blood off his hand, as Bloodstone turns his attention to Wells. The security, and EMT's come out and place Wells on a Stretcher, as Bloodstone looks on, looking upset at Dimension's actions.*
Christopher Pentalion: Well some bad scenes there before the break with Mark Dimension really destroying Ryan Wells, only to be saved by Daymian Bloodstone!
Bodom: It's no more than that happy go lucky Wells deserved. But that Bloodstone again! He just can't leave well alone can he? First he tries it on with Divine and we saw how that turned out for him, and now he's going after Dimension?! Mark Dimension! One of the most dominant superstars in this company's history! Is he mad?!
Pentalion: I don't know Bodom, but he's trying to break out. And to do that you have to go after the top guys.
Pentalion: What the?!?!?!
Bodom: TBOZ IS OUT HERE!
Pentalion: I think he may be out to address his injury, especially after what that piece of shit, Shaz done to him.
*TBOZ's music hits, as the crowd go insane with the cheers. TBOZ comes out, but he
looks a bit dodgy, as he looks smaller, and a lot more hench than before. However, TBOZ starts to touch his chin, when a small piece of skin comes out. But it's not skin at all, it's a mask. TBOZ takes off the mask..and it's Shaz.*
Pentalion: That ungrateful son of a bitch.
Bodom: *remains silent*
*Shaz makes his way to the ring, to a huge chorus of boos, as he takes off all the TBOZ attire, and chucks it in a bin nearby- which leads to even more boos. Shaz slides into the ring, before grabbing a mic, as he taunts the crowd.*
Shaz: This feels excellent.
*Crowd go absolutely mental with boos, but Shaz can't help but to smirk. The crowd begin to throw rubbish at Shaz, including cans and bottles as Shaz starts laughing.*
Shaz: Let me just rewind a few moments back. Before I stepped into the- then fucked up company also known as EWNCW. We had a legend, and a prick, also known as TBOZ. A guy, who was part of the legendary stable; GodMoney. A stable which had potential to be the best, and that potential was fulfilled. TBOZ, also went on to become a four time Tag Team Champion.
And WHEN I stepped into the EWNCW, that's when EWNCW became the greatest. I never took notice of him until now. Because simply, I didn't care. To me- he was absolutely nothing. But however, when he became world title. He caught MY attention. And never did I think, for once in my life- I'd go up against him in of the most heatest rivalries in the EWNCW history. TBOZ and me, went to create history with a five star match. And while many of you arrogant pricks were booing the hell out of me, others were cheering the legendary TBOZ.
*Crowd chant TBOZ as Shaz get's pissed.*
Shaz: And the look on your faces, when I made TBOZ pass out...was absolutely PRICELESS!
Pentalion: Seriously, this guy is so fucked up. He's taking this damn thing too far!
Bodom: *looks on at Shaz*
*Crowd begin to boo as Shaz laughs.*
Shaz: All those achievements, all those accolades, that TBOZ earned. I took them all, and flushed his reputation down the toilet. I locked him my evil submission hold, and made him pass out. I knew, that I made him suffer, and I knew that I put him in misery. But when he was slowly getting up, but I knew that what I did...simply wasn't enough.
*Crowd boo Shaz as he smirks.*
Shaz: Right now, I'm on a mission. And the beginning of that mission, was the rampage against TBOZ. I attacked him, and broke his bloody neck in the process. After the horrible tragedy that I caused...kids were crying. Father's turned off the television, hence why Bred for Combat lost some viewers after the match. Mother's forced their sons, to stop watching wrestling. And I...
I loved every single bit of it.
*Crowd boo Shaz.*
Pentalion: WHAT?!! Are you serious Shaz?! You broke another man's neck! And you loved it? This guy is the definition of disgusting! Get this guy out of EWNCW!
Shaz: And I went on, to end TBOZ's career. I gave him a neck injury, and I'm proud of what I done. I backed up all of my words against TBOZ, and I put him in his place. TBOZ, I hope you have a speedy recovery, before killing yourself..but now I've got you out of the way, my mission, has now changed slightly.
My mission has went from ending TBOZ's career. To frying bigger fish. TBOZ was just a rat, that I needed step on, to make an ending. And now, the fish that I'll be frying- is none other than the World Heavyweight Champion, Ronaldo Romulus.
I hope you're listening to me Ronaldo Romulus. You've got something, that I've been craving for my entire EWNCW career. And that is the world championship strap. And I'm going to go in many different heights, levels, I'm gonna risk my ass- to get that title off you! Because-
Bodom: MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE!!
*Bodom is standing on top of the announcers table and has taken off his headset, and he has a mic in hand*
Pentalion: Bodom?!?!? what the hell are you doing?!?! Get down!!!
Bodom: SHUT UP PENTALION!! And may I have your attention in particular Shaz!!
*the crowd cheer loud*
Bodom: Everything that you just said right there was a very touching story Shaz, very touching indeed. It got me right there you know. Bravo you. You seem to think that you have reached the pinnacle of this company don't you? You think you were so clever beating.... no, not just beating, but destroying one of the finest competitors that's ever graced this business? You have just taken a shit on what this whole business, that you claim to be the pinnacle of, means!!
*the crowd cheer*
Bodom: Let me tell you Shaz, you're nothing. You're scum. You're the dirt that accumulates each day at the bottom of my boot. You're the bottom of the barrel. You're not even worthy of lacing my boots or carrying my bags! Which is exactly what you're going to be doing when I'm done with you!!!
*the crowd cheer as Shaz goes to speak*
Shaz: What the fu.....
Bodom: SHUT UP FAT BOY!!
*the crowd cheer*
Bodom: I wasn't done!!!
You may have beaten TBOZ, but you haven't completely destroyed his legacy. You haven't erased the legend of God Money from EWNCW!! Because you're going to have to go through ME!! That's right you son of a bitch!! At In Violence We Trust, you're going to have to go through ME!! You're going to go one on one with GREATNESS!! You're going to have to get into that ring with ME; the man who put GOD into God Money!! And if you can't handle that, then you better start practicing lacing up MY boots, and carrying MY bags!!
*the crowd cheer as Shaz looks on in austonishment, annoyance and anger*
Bodom: And that's the BODOM line!! Because I said so!
Pentalion: I can't believe that I'm hearing this but the crowd are going wild here!!! Bodom has just laid down the gauntlet for Shaz, and he wants him at In Violence We Trust!! Shaz seems to be in too much shock to answer right now, but i doubt he'll get the chance since the crowd are just going mad here!!
*Shaz has indeed just left the ring and is backing up the ramp as Bodom continues to play to the crowd on top of the announcers table*
*We cut backstage to see Dick Thompson standing by*
Dick Thompson: Please join me in welcoming my guest at this time, Chris 'So Fine' Divine.
chris, first of all, congratulations on winning on your EWNCW ppv debut. It must have been a great feeling beating Daymian Bloodstone?
Divine: It truly was. Do you know that feeling when you hook up with a hot chick?
Divine: Of course you don't you pole muncher! Don't worry though, Divine doesn't judge your type. Now, like Divine was saying, the feeling Divine got when he beat Waterstone at Bred for Combat, is like that feeling when you take a great dump, or kick a loud kick. You are getting rid of the problem, and in the same breath, making your life 100 times better. So of course Richard Thompson......Divine felt great with that win.
Thompson: With you beating Bloodstone, where does that leave you now? Bloodstone is a former Ignition Champion and seemed to be on track for bigger things here in EWNCW. A win over him must be a big step for you in asserting yourself in EWNCW.
Divine: Where do you think it leaves Divine?
Divine: It doesn't matter what you think!!!! Chumpette....now...as anyone who is on the road to success, the only way place to go next is up. Divine's talking those high profile matches, title shots, title reigns, big money contracts. All of it. When you look at Divine, you see a true star. When the billions.....
*Divine waits for the fans...but instead he just gets boos*
Divine: Divine said when the billions!
*Divine waits once more, to no response but boos*
Divine: And billions of Divines fans look at someone like you...well..they can't help but see a creeper who would be driving around in a white van with the words "free candy" on the side of the van.
*Thompson pauses for a moment, taken back by Divine's comment, but after a second of awkward silence with Divine smiling, Thompson moves on*
Thompson: Of course, we also learnt at Bred for Combat that it was The Devils Advocate who had been tormenting you with messages over the past months or so. What was your reaction to him revealing himself to you at the end of the ppv, and what are your thoughts on him as a competitor?
Divine: The Devils Advocate.....*Divine sighs*....Divine wold have guessed it to be a million different people, but never would Divine have guessed it was TDA. See, when people say the name TDA, he is ranked up there with the likes of Tommy Thunder, Jman, or Jesting Madness. It's a name people know and recognize. It's a name some people revere. Do you know what Divine hears when the name The Devils Advocate is spoken? The Lord of Chumpettes. See, TDA doesn't make Divine quiver in his boots, nor does TDA make Divine worry about Divine's progress in EWNCW. TDA is a roadblock. A rather big roadblock, but a roadblock nonetheless, and Divine, Divine is a Ford F650, and Divine is going to plow right through the roadblock that is TDA.
Thompson: You have a chance to actually get your hands on TDA in the ring next as you team with William Carlin to take him and Seraphim on. Are you weary about stepping into the ring with a superstar of his magnitude?
Divine: Will who? Oh...that's right...the luckiest guy on the EWNCW roster. Not only does Mr Carlin get the opportunity to get his hands on Seraphim, but Carlin's popularity will sore to new heights. Keep your eyes out tonight Richard...because Divine is going to show the world why he is the Divine one.
Thompson: Perhaps you have a few choice of words for TDA yourself now that you know that it's him that's been tormenting you?
Divine: Actually yeah, Divine has one other thing to say to TDA.
*Divine turns to the camera, looking directly into it, as the camera's focus on just him.*
Divine: The Devils Advocate...you've hidden behind the mask of words for weeks now...tonight you face the music...tonight you face the truth...the Divine Truth...and that truth is...Divine is better than you...and will ALWAYS...........AND DIVINE MEANS ALWAYS.....be better than you...chuckles.....
*Divine looks at Thompson, before walking off.*
Christopher Pentalion: Well did you hear those words from Divine? He's had enough and he's actually coming out here to call out the big man!!
Bodom: Big man?! If TDA was a real big man he'd have come out here weeks ago to face Divine man to man like a real man!!
Pentalion: Come on Bodom! TDA is a living legend!! And besides, you've changed your tune!! What happened to the Bodom we had when Shaz was out here?!
Bodom: Just because I'm going to beat Shaz's ass like the little bitch he is, doesn't mean that I'm a good guy Pentalion. Don't EVER make that mistake!!
Pentalion: God damn it Bodom! Well Divine here has to face TDA as he tags with William Carlin. Let's see what he has to say!!
*Divine has made it into the ring and has a mic in hand. He stand there and stares out at the crowd with a scowl on his face. As tensions run high, Divine slowly lifts the mic but the lights go out. When they come back on TDA can be seen standing in the ring. The crowd erupts massively as TDA is seen standing toe to toe with Chris Divine, no longer hidden behind a shadowed hood. TDA also appears to be holding a microphone and he obviously seems to have a lot to say to the 'So fine' Divine one.*
TDA: You think you can just call out ole' TDA like that? Well huh, punk?! See I have been sitting backstage long enough. I have watched you come out here week after week and I feel that my presence finally needed to be felt. I have seen tons of talents come and go but you have really applied the icing on the cake my friend. So would you like to know why I have finally come out of the shadows? One simple answer! You, Chris Divine, are one of the most arrogant sum bitches I have ever encountered. I came here to teach you a lesson that arrogance will only get you so far before the devil jams his horns up your ass.
TDA: See.. You seem to believe that you are the be all end all around these parts, and I do not like that one bit. You over-value yourself, son. NOTHING in this industry revolves around the likes of you. I could think of several other names in the world that people should follow instead of you.. and that plumber I saw backstage with that mile long ass crack was one of them! You do not even respect some of the people who have went out of their way to show you up for what you truly are. And it will all come out as time goes on. As time goes on everyone will realize, if they have not already, about what a prick you REALLY are.
I saw what you did to bloodstone. You treated him like a napkin that was just there to wipe the dirt off of your face. Well no longer will you be able to have that last laugh that you more than likely look forward to every single time. I know how you feel, Chris. It is okay. You are that big dog on the mountain that has seemingly marked his territory for himself and himself ONLY. BUT NO MORE! I am back to put an end to that like I have said countless times before. Your reality check is comin', son... Your only form of payment is an ass kicking.
*The crowd pops once again as TDA drops the microphone. TDA's new and official theme, which he plans on not changing, plays as TDA does his in-ring entrance. He goes over to the turnbuckles and panders to the crowd with almost every taunt in the book.*
*Divine is almost shaking with anger and he's about to go attack TDA from behind when the referee goes to restrain him*
Pentalion: Well Divine didn't even get a chance to say a single word there!!
Bodom: What the hell is up with that?! TDA's ego has certainly been bloated since his absence.
Pentalion: TDA has built that reputation out of hard work Bodom. But up next is our main event tag team match; TDA and Seraphim taking on Chris Divine and William Carlin! Don't look away!
Bodom: Time for the main event! And out first, is William Carlin! He's an absolute beast at what he does, and his nickname describes him the best!
Pentalion: I agree. However, he'll be teaming up with...
Bodom: Just soooo fine!!! Chris Divine!! The "So Fine" Chris Divine, the future of EWNCW, and a guy who has got a monster on his radar. Can he get the upper hand tonight? We don't know. TDA's games have got on his skin, so that may distracting during this match.
*Chris Divine and Carlin go face to face with each other, as they obviously both hate each others gut's, but Divine and Carlin slide straight into the ring where they taunt the crowd. However...*
Pentalion: It's Seraphim! Divine and Carlin have some pretty tough guys on their hands, I don't think they'll be able to handle them. However, this will be an awkward teaming as Seraphim, who is an angel- goes up against a devil.
Bodom: Blah, blah, blah- no one cares Pentalion. Seraphim sucks.
*TDA and Seraphim look at each other, before going face to face. The man from hell, and the man from heaven seem to be happy to be teaming up, despite them being polar opposites, but they slide into the ring anyway, ready for the match.*
(Kane/TDA, Bryan/Seraphim, Rhodes/Carlin, Sandow/Divine, skip at 1:08)
*Divine and Seraphim are the legal man, but they are both on the floor as TDA and Carlin are shouting to be tagged in! TDA sticks his hand out, as Seraphim is close to tagging in, but Divine grabs Seraphim's right leg, and drags him to the middle of the ring! Divine quickly get's up, before striking with a Leg Drop! Divine quickly tags in Carlin as Carlin picks Seraphim up.*
Bodom: CARLIN IS IN! Carlin is going to make Seraphim suffer for sure.
*Carlin looks at Seraphim with a cold stare, before going for a Roundhouse kick, but Seraphim ducks and jumps off the top rope to strike with a Missile Dropkick! Seraphim motions for Carlin to get up, as he does so- Seraphim goes for a Spear, but Carlin mobes out of the way and strikes with a Superkick! Carlin goes for the cover, but Seraphim quickly holds onto the ropes with his hand! Carlin get's up, and drags Seraphim to the middle, and he goes for a Standing Moonsault but Seraphim moves out of the way!*
Pentalion: Brilliant tactic from Seraphim! But Carlin goes down, as he lands face first on the canvas.
Bodom: Brilliant tactic? Carlin could've killed himself there!
Pentalion: Well, that serves him right for being so cocky.
*Seraphim picks Carlin up before going for a strike to the jaw, but Carlin manages to duck before locking Seraphim in a...*
Bodom: COQUINA CLUTCH! Can Carlin do it?! Can he make Seraphim tap out?
Pentalion: I highly doubt it, Seraphim won't tap without a fight!
*Carlin increases the pressure, as Seraphim is screaming in pain! Carlin taunts Seraphim before telling him to tap out, but Seraphim refuses. The ref asks Seraphim if he wants to give in, but Seraphim uses all his strength to break out of the hold! Carlin moves a bit closer to the ropes, without realizing- as Seraphim manages to get a hand on the ropes! Carlin breaks the hold, and Seraphim ducks a Clothesline, before tagging in TDA!*
Pentalion: TDA! TDA! TDA! Let's see how tough Carlin is now!
Bodom: Go home Pentalion, you're drunk.
*TDA kicks Carlin in the gut, and goes for a Suplex, but Carlin manages to find his feet, and he pushes TDA away! TDA turns around, as Carlin goes for a Rolling Elbow, but TDA ducks and strikes with a Big Boot! TDA motions Clothesline from Hell, as the crowd chant TDA! Carlin get's up, TDA goes for it, but Carlin ducks...*
Bodom: SPEAR! SPEAR FROM CARLIN!
Pentalion: That was absolutely impressive! No doubt about that!
*Carlin awaits for TDA to get up, but...*
Bodom: BLIND TAG FROM DIVINE!
*Divine moves onto the ring, as Carlin is pretty pissed about the blind tag! Divine and TDA begin to trade vicious shots.*
*Divine goes for another shot, but TDA ducks, before kicking him in the gut! He sets him up for the F5, but Divine grabs onto the ropes, as TDA let's go! TDA turns around to a kick in the gut..DDT! Divine goes for the cover.*
Pentalion: But TDA has his feet on the ropes!
*Divine motions Divine Intervention as TDA begins to slowly get up, Divine looks more hungrier than ever. TDA get's up, as Divine goes for his finisher, but he pushes Divine to the corner, before tagging in Seraphim! Divine doesn't realize, as he turns around, Superkick from Seraphim! Seraphim get's up on the top rope, as he motions for a Seraphim (450 splash), Seraphim goes to it as he lands hard on Divine!*
Pentalion: Can Seraphim do it? Can he pin Divine?!
Bodom: Come on Divine! Kick out!
*Seraphim goes for the cover!*
McManus: And your winners are...TDA...AND SERAPHIIIIIIIIIIIIIM!
Pentalion: What a great match!! Seraphim and TDA on his first ever appearance on Monday night Rage gets the win!!
Bodom: This isn't fair, did you see how TDA and Seraphim switched places?!?! I don't believe that was a legal tag!! I never saw them tag damnit!!
Pentalion: It was a legal tag Bodom! No 2 ways about it!! TDA and Seraphim are victorious! Carlin and Divine weren't able to work together, and they cost their team the match! Carlin and Seraphim still have some bad blood together, but TDA has one upped Divine again here!!
*Almost immediately, booing and jeering commences in such a magnitude that has never been heard for any of Ronaldo's receptions. Almost feeling at home with this cacophony, Ronaldo quickly comes out, waist adorned with the World Heavyweight Championship that rests over the suit he has on. His sunglasses hide his gaze but his telltale smirk paints the picture that the crowd fears for the most: he's the champ and he don't give a fuck what you have to say about it. Heading down the ring, as usual, Ronaldo blocks the audience from him and doesn't even acknowledge them until he takes a brief moment to stop, just feet away from the ring to look at the crowd and shake his head, scorning their efforts at trying to rile him up. Entering the ring though the middle and top rope, Ronaldo heads over to the ring announcer, yanks the mic from his grip and shoos him away with a flick of his wrist. With his other hand, he unstraps the World Heavyweight Championship and places it on his shoulder for all the world to see, doing so as his music stops. With the unceasing booing threatening to shatter eardrums, Ronaldo decides to try and silence it for the sake of getting a word out. With his free hand, he digs into the pocket of his pants and pulls out a lighter. Holding it up, he flicks it on and slowly brings it towards the metal of the belt. This immediately silence most of the fans as they look on in horror at what they think will happen next.*
*Ronaldo swiftly flicks the lighter off and puts it into his pants pocket, laughing at all the horrified and shocked faces on display by the startled audience at his heinous gesture.*
â€œWhat a lark! To invest worth into such a useless trinket such as this! Championship indeed! You recognize your predicament now, yes? I now possess the relic that you and the multitude of the Rage locker room cherish and hold dear above all other entities, the sole purpose of their superfluous struggles of this peasantry inaccurately dubbed as â€œprofessionalâ€. Now, as bearer of the EWNCW World Heavyweight Championship, the entire influence of this company rests within my noble grasp. My depart would inspire woe and misery as you not only lose me but this feckless title as well and as a result, the keystone of this bridging article of existence, now detached, leads to the slow but indubitable desolation and decay of the EWNCW! Why else would I toil and travail amongst these sweaty, phlegmatic swine who know nothing of refinement, of class and above all else, of God? I observed you eulogize this championship as a prize that exudes preeminence and â€œprestigeâ€ over your pretentious internet blogs and â€œtailgatingâ€ rituals. I almost pity your lack of vision, of a deficiency of where your call in life truly lies. But that will be an issue no longer. As long as I have thisâ€¦â€
*Ronaldo lifts up the championship up. The cameraman in the ring takes a moment to zoom in on the nameplate of the belt which reads "Ronaldo Romulus" on it. The view zooms out again when he puts it back on his shoulder.*
"You WILL listen to me. I have tolerated your impudence for this long only because I had no means of influence over your collective shallow cognizance. But now, I will no longer barter for your admittance of your shortcomings before God. Itâ€™s your humility or starting with this very title, the EWNCW expires in an unquenchable inferno and you lot will be helpless in its wake as every substance, in this iniquitous vicinity, perishes before your very eyes!
My ascendency is complete and so is your demise but as I have intimated several times over, it is not too late for you to be redeemed from your sin. All you must do is beg for forgiveness for the Lord God and in his act of altruism, you will be spared an eternity of damnation. Refuse, as I conjecture will transpire from the countless contenders who will vie against me, and the Wrath of Remus will descend upon thee. However, this opportunity for repentance will expire soon. If I find that the majority of you serfs rally against me and refuse my generosity, I will simply do as the Lord did with the Children of Israel and grant your children the promise of salvation that he did for that bickering lot of ungrateful sand dwellers. As your world champion, the notoriety will surely present me with the prospect of interviews and documentaries that will highlight my arduous trek through this God forsaken landscape of debauchery and rebellion. In such a scenario, I will present the truths of the world to those who will listen and the wise, the open minded will continue my message long after I expire from this world. Once my proclamation is world renowned, then, the utopia that was once this Earth, will thrive again!"
So know this, until either the present day generation accept their fates and offer their lives to the Lord or I dominate the media, I will NEVER surrender this championship to anyone! Not a moment sooner! Jman will be the first to fall since heâ€™s taken it upon himself to tread the steps as the first lamb to the altar where the brilliance of God will be shown through his defeat!â€
*Ronaldo laughs again and opens his mouth to boast some more until the theme song of a very familiar figure plays to the delight of the Rage crowd.*
*Jman, mic already in hand, walks out onto the stage with a strange, almost hypnotic, look on his face. As he makes his way down the ramp, the crowd is cheering the number one contender all the same, but J still has that glazed over look in his eyes. After sliding into the ring, Jman doesnâ€™t get to his feet.. Instead, he gets on his knees and stares up at Ronaldo Romulus with something between love and worship in his eyes. With the crowd murmuring their discontent, J begins to speak in a monotone voice.*
Jman: Mister Romulus, my lord and savior, I am ready to submit to your will. Show me the way to the loving arms of God. Teach me how to be an enlightened member of this wretched society.
*With Ronaldo smiling, the crowd is booing Jman like crazy at this point, but he keeps going.*
Jman: Let me join in your quest to rid the world of this vile bloodsport.
*J gets to his feet then and tenderly grabs a hold of Romulusâ€™ hand before continuing to talk through the boos.*
Jman: Ronaldo Romulus, my great champion of all things just in this world, give me a fucking break.
*Ronaldo is furious at that as the crowd pops like crazy. Jman has to wait for them to quiet down before addressing Ronaldo again.*
Jman: See, Ronny, this is precisely why I need to end this title reign of yours as quickly as John Cleverly will let me. Youâ€™ve come out here tonight, your first night as the difacto leader of the Rage brand, your first night as champion, and done nothing but take a shit all over that championship, this company and this business. You see the World Championship not as a privilege to hold or a platform to change EWNCW for the better, but as your own personal soapbox from which you can stand and shout whatever religious based, anti-wrestling crap you want to spew. That, my friend, makes you a far bigger target than your average champion would ever be. See, there are plenty of guys in the back who donâ€™t care about the fans, but, other than you, there isnâ€™t a member of the EWNCW roster who doesnâ€™t love this business.
*Thereâ€™s big applause at that as Jman continues.*
Jman: So, yeah, maybe Iâ€™m not the poster boy of EWNCW and, therefore, Iâ€™m probably not most of these peopleâ€™s first choice of wrestlers to save this company from you. Right now, though, Iâ€™m all theyâ€™ve got. Billy McCoy, TBOZâ€¦they arenâ€™t walking through that door anytime soon.
*Chants for both men Jman just mentioned flare up before he can speak again.*
Jman: Iâ€™m all these people have, and Iâ€™m all theyâ€™re going to need. After I take your title, maybe Iâ€™ll meet up with Carlin or Seraphim again. Maybe Iâ€™ll get the survivor of TDA and Divineâ€™s little brouhaha. Maybe K-Jamm and I will go at it again. Maybe Zeus or McCoy will get their acts together and come after me. You know what, though? It wonâ€™t matter who I defend that title against first. All thatâ€™ll matter is that you wonâ€™t be champion anymore.
*The crowd pops big for that as Jman continues on.*
Jman: And, if indeed there is one, I doubt there is if he supports people like you, I pray to God I get my title shot at In Violence We Trust. I pray to God we get to see the holier than thou Ronaldo Romulus defend his championship in the least holy environment you can imagine. Violence, Ronaldo is the key word in the name of our next Pay-Per-View event. Violence is what you despise. Violence is what I specialize in. Violence, Ronaldo Romulus, will bring about the end of your title reign and, if I have my way, your very existence in this business.
*Romulus stares with narrow eyes as Jman, with a look on his face as if he's peeved with Jman's interruption. both men go toes to toe and share some words as Ronaldo lifts the championship up high. They continue to exchange words, as Ronaldo starts to get more and more agitated. Eventually, Jman shoves Ronaldo hard, egging him to have a go. Ronaldo steps back and seems as if he's about to blow. The crowd are cheering like mad as Jman eggs him to come get him.
However, Ronaldo takes a deep breath and composes himself, before simply holding his head up and walking straight past Jman, stepping out of the ring, and walking up the ramp, waving Jman away in a sweeping manner, as if saying that he doesn't want to waste his time on him. Jman stands in the ring shouting back at Ronaldo as the crowd boo Ronaldo out of the arena.*
Pentalion: What a coward! Jman came out here, stepped toe to toe with our champion, and this is how he reacts when he's challenged?!
Bodom: Are you kidding me?! He's the World Heavyweight Champion!! He doesn't have to stand there and fight like some animal with someone whenever said someone chooses!! He's the champion, he'll do what he wants on HIS terms!!
Pentalion: Well our number one contender has made a bold statement interrupting Ronaldo's celebration here. Jman is the next challenger to the World Heavyweight Championship, and perhaps Ronaldo doesn't want anything to do with him tonight, but sooner rather than later, he'll HAVE to face him in that ring!
That's it for tonight folks, join us again next week for more Monday night Rage!