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 Posted: Wed Jul 23, 2008 10:14 am
Jarel is shown walking in backstage at the beginning of the show and is stopped by an interviewer.
Interviewer: Jarel, it's been two shows since One Night Stand, and we've yet to hear anything from you on your feelings regarding the results of your match.
Jarel glares at the interviewer. "I'm a man of few words, but I'll give it a shot so that you can earn your paycheck. It goes like this, Shadow can't beat me one on one, fair and square. He had to use his little b***h Animok as the referee to beat me, and I still kicked both their asses. Now I can't get my hands on Shadow for the gold again, because a number 1 contender has already been named. But make no mistake, I'm not through with him yet."
Interviewer: But what about your brother, Zarel?
Jarel: "What about him? Zarel's bitter because I've spent most of his career carrying him to the main event, either by tag teaming with him or by kicking his a** all over countless arenas. He's bitchy because I demolished him in hell in a cell. Do I honestly look like I care about Zarel? He's got to get through Brandon before he can think about challenging me, and I don't see that happening anytime soon."
Interviewer: So what are your plans for Barely Legal.
"You're seriously starting to piss me off. Go find someone else to bother with your stupid little questions." Jarel snatches the mic and shoves the guy away. "This is how I'm going to handle things. Since I can't spend the PPV kicking the s**t out of Shadow, I'll settle for the lackey. Animok, you helped your master keep his title. I hope it was worth it. Last week, you had a pass, and tonight, you've got another one. The only reason you got those passes is because the lardass booked me in all these handicap matches. But on Sunday night, your free passes are up. I'm going to bring you into your own personal hell. It started at One Night Stand, and it continues at Barely Legal. Whoever the hell the gm is around here, listen up. Me and animok, one on one, extreme rules, falls count anywhere. And after I'm done bashing his skull in, I'm going to take his master out."
Jarel tosses the mic and walks off camera
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 4:21 am
Animok flashes on the tron next. Lauging loudly.
"What a pathetic creature you are Jarel. The GM doesn't respect you, the fans don't respect you, the locker room, your family. No one does or ever will repect you. All because you are one whiny, snively, pissy pat! So hows this... I accept your challenge, because I know you cannot and will not beat me. So for once in your life, quit the bitching, and lets start with the violence already."
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