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 Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 6:31 am
We ready (What, what)
We ready (What, what)
We ready (We ready, we ready)
For y'all (Come on, we ready, come on)
The lights in the arena turn off and the entire arena turns to complete darkness. The white lights on the titantron light up even brighter and white laser lights started moving across the arena. White mist rises from the ground and covers the floor and the inside of the ring. Vincent walked out into into the arena with the sledgehammer resting across his shoulders. He wears a long white and silver vest that trails behind him. He stopped at the middle of the titantron and white pyro rains down on him with more shooting up from the ground at him completely covering the middle of the titantron with Vincent just standing in it.
We ready (We ready for)
We ready (We ready for)
We ready (We ready for)
For y'all (We ready, we ready)
Vincent stands in the pyro looking out into the crowd and towards the ring. The crowd still cheering on Vincent. The pyro stops and Vincent takes the sledgehammer off his shoulders and begins to walk down to the ring. Vincent walks down the ramp and the white lights on the ramp shine up at him. His white robe trailing behind him while his imposing figure come upon the ring.
"From Baltimore, Maryland, standing in at 7 foot 5 and weighing in at 510 pounds, he is The Black Angel, Vincent Sanctuary!"
Vincent stops at the apron and looks around at the crowd through his shades. He looks around at the crowd and holds his sledgehammer in his hand. He then jumps up on the apron, Bobby Lashley style, and white pyro explodes from the turnbuckles while streaming out pyro around the ring. Vincent gets in the ring with his sledgehammer and walks over to one of the leather chairs in the ring and sits down waiting to see what Mr. X had to say.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 8:11 am
Mr. X looked at Vincent and crossed his arms with a smirk. He was big, he couldn't deny that. "Welcome to the Hot Spot, Vince." He said as he extended his hand. "Well, you know I'ma just interview you and stuff."
He looked away and stared at the crowd. "Today we're talkin' about Vincent's title reign!"
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 8:57 am
Vincent shook Mr. X's hand and leaned back in the chair. "Ok X, what do you want to ask me about my title reign."
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 9:21 am
"Well, Vince, don't you think your title reign was a little short? I mean, yeah you were facing a legend, but how do you feel about loosing to suchh an old man?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 9:30 am
Vincent smirked. "Short huh? My title reign was five months and considering Randy Orton's was barely two it wasn't that short. So far as me losing to the Maverick, I don't have that much of a problem with it since that old man is considered a legend in the business."
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 11:06 am
Mr. X shrugged, running his hand along his new title belt. "Five months huh? Didn't seem that long. At least one of us gets to feel what gold is right now, eh?" He said in a slightly mocking expression. "When you lost to Maverick, tell me, what emotions did you feel? Anger? Depression? Confusion for loosing to an old man?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 12:04 pm
Vincent's anger rose but he wasn't about to start a fight . . . at least not yet. "And exactly and how many times were you able to hold the Undisputed Title. Better yet hold many times have you held the Mayhem World Title since that seems a little more suited to your level. All you could get was the lowly United States title, a mid-card title. You could even win the World Bout to get that shot at Anthology. At least I've won the World Bout and been at the top." Vincent's demeanor was starting to change but he still leaned back in his chair. "And after I lost to Maverick, I didn't feel to bad about myself. It was a close match and I lost. No confusion there either. I'm sure you feel the same after Jed beat you."
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 12:19 pm
Mr. X watched Vincent during his little rant. He looked down at his belt, faking a hurt pose as he stared down at his belt. "How many times have I asked for a little match for the Mayhem World Title? How many times have I asked for the Undisputed Title? Vince, you should observe things before you speak. Its one step at a time, someone as smart as you should know that." He said dropping his title back onto his shoulder and holding the mic firmly.
"And yeah, I didn't feel bad about myself loosing to Jed. But, one thing that makes us different is I strive for something, I get that something, you caught my drift? As for my title." He said looking down at it once more, "I have the gold right now, so regardless of it being a 'low-class' title, I still the one with the gold." He said raising the title above his head with one hand.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 12:43 pm
"Well I'm not a very smart guy. Never have been and I never will be. Regardless, If you still want to gloat about that US title, go right ahead. I can't sit here, lie, and say I care but if you want to keep that title I suggest to stop trying to get me to fight you." Vincent stood up and looked down at Mr. X making sure to keep a little distance between them. "So do you have anything else to say before I take my leave."
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 5:15 pm
[ Mr. X has one of those joke hand shake things that zaps the other person. He's really trying to provoke Vincent. xD ]
Mr. X studied Vincent for a moment then simply nodded, "great having you." He said to end the conversation as he brought his hand out to shake Vincent's
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 6:28 pm
((You really need to have a one-on-one with Micheal.))
Vincent shook Mr. X's hand and got zapped by one of those hand buzzers. That set Vincent off and next thing you know he went for a heavy big boot aimed at Mr. X's chest aiming to send him flying into the bottom of the turnbuckle.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 8:36 pm
[ Lol, we should schedule something. xP; ]
Mr. X was sent sprawling into the bottom turnbuckle and flipped outside of the ring, landing onto his feet, but staggering backwards into the barricade. He sat there for a moment, collecting his thoughts and then bent down to get his title belt he had just dropped. He rose his hands into the air as some of the fans booed him and some cheered, but it was mostly laughter towards Vincent.
Vincent's theme started to play...
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 8:56 pm
In the end, Vincent could help but laugh with some of the crowd and smirk at Mr. X. He grabbed his sledgehammer and rolled out of the ring and exited out through the crowd. Though this wasn't Invasion, Vincent still got many cheers from the fans as he walked out among them.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 9:24 pm
[ Great job, Vince. ]
-End Show.-
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 12:27 pm
Mr. X walked into the ring with his USA Champion belt over his shoulder and mic in his hand as the crowd chanted, 'Hot-Spot'. Stood in the middle of the ring, everything set up like usual.
"Welcome to the grandest show in wrestling history! The show of triumph, the show that'll make many legends... This is Anthology!" The crowd screamed and cheered as Mr. X fixed the belt on his shoulder and smirked. When they calmed down, he spoke again. 'Throughout history, we've seen many factions and tag teams, starting from... Well, The Hardy Boyz!" the crowd jumped for joy at the names of the celebrated tag team.
"X-Rated." Boos flooded through the arena as Mr. X shrugged, "Didn't like them much either... And then there's some of the all time greats like... D-Generation-X!" The crowd cheered as Mr. X clapped his own hands.
"But today, we're not here to celebrate those teams. Tonight is the night THIS crazy faction makes there reunion."
The crowd slightly confused, mixed with reactions as Mr. X looked down at his shoes and then back up.
"Everyone in this building! Make some noise for..."
"D-SEX!"
Mr. X points to the ramp.
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