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Brantley had to admit, at first, this seemed fun, but now he was starting to get aggravated by all the stupid ideas and bullshit happening in the ring. He looked around and raised his microphone back up.

"What... The... HELL is going on here? I went to the South Pole and then five minutes into the past?! Who in their right mind would allow this to happen? What kind of tom foolery do you vile heroes and villains have going on about?! I mean honestly, we look like a bunch of... Well, Australians. Glacier, can you not get your own roster in check? Geez. I'm seriously having second guesses about remaining here. If I wasn't so curious I'd be long gone."

Brantley began to pace around his area not sure what was going on, but he had a curious look on his face. He was obviously wondering if he could do something as he stared into his hands.

"You know, with all the bullshit that's been going on right now, let me try if I can do this here. I'm going to launch cannonballs from my hands because apparently, we can do whatever the hell we want no matter if it's likely to happen or not!"

With that, Brantley shot his hands out and nothing happened. The crowd laughed at him as they saw him fail after everyone else was able to do some crazy horse manure move.

"Well, it seems I can't do stupid stuff like everyone else. And here I thought that I was the best at doing stupid stuff. Now that we have that out of the way, can we finally get on to what's going to happen? What is going to happen, how are we going to determine what happens, and who gets the belt? I mean, as little as it means to some people, I've been doing too much s**t here to give up on getting it. I. Need. Answers."

Jarel sighs.

"This.....this I cannot abide. Parlor tricks, magic shows. I am called the Dragon, and I'm true to the nature of a dragon. But my other name is the Godfather of Hardcore. I came into the land of extreme and thrived, because here there were no limitations. But as time goes on, things like this, they try my patience. Games like this, they warp the soul and leave one feeling hollow. I helped kickstart this company and kicked it into high gear. I have stood by this company through the Screwjob orchestrated by cowards. I stuck with it through political scandal. I was given the name, by the original owner, of the Conscience of EEW. Long before Riker was even a thought, that was my role. I was hear to balance out, to right the wrongs of management which I have done on more than one occasion. I have tried the truly worthy champions. But tonight...."

the Dragon shakes his head.

"...This makes me, the Conscience, lose faith. You stand here and go back and forth with games meant for children's shows. Tonight, you made anything the Undertaker ever did in WWE, with the fire and lightning, look normal. That made more sense than what just occured here. And finally, I say to you, I want nothing to do with it. Keep your parlor tricks. Keep your light shows and ice age effects. I refuse to be a part of this."

Jarel drops his mic as well and shakes his head, then steps out of the ring. the crowd becomes completely quiet, eerily so, as they watch the Dragon head up the ramp. He stops on the stage and looks out over the arena, perhaps giving the fans a last bit of hope. But, then he turns and walks through the curtain to the back and out of the arena

((Now lets see if I can turn this ******** that chrono has graciously given me around shall we?))

"Geez from the looks of it, your up shits creek without a paddle man..."

"Oh now who wants to-- Oh..."

As Glacier turned toward the voice only to stop suddenly as the cameras turned to see of all people Lauri Henry, sitting on the barricade with both the EEW world title and the extremetv title draped over his shoulders, it makes sense to why he's here but he's supposed to be on Glacier's side. Is he on Glacier's side? Either way with a sigh of relief Glacier spoke up.

"...its you, finally! A voice of reason, now can you please--"

"Can you shut up for a second?!"

Glacier was stopped mid-sentence.

"Now I know you were helping me in EWA for a little bit but honestly, is this what you've been spending your time and money on when you weren't helping me? Seriously?!"

Lauri stopped suddenly taking a deep breath before continuing on.

"Now these guys don't know you like I do Glacier, and lets face it I know for a fact that when it comes to a project you stick to it. BUT SERIOUSLY THINK ABOUT IT FOR A MOMENT?!!"

"Or if you don't want to think about that then, think about this if they wanted to all these guys here could cause a riot, right here, right now. Now you may not think too much about it right now but think about it, your old man is here, not to mention your sister."

Seems like that line struck a chord as Glacier pulled his shades away revealing his now widened and worried eyes while Lauri's was still with his calm demeanor as he continued on.

"Look i'm gonna level with you Glacier, for years my job was to protect your family's well being no matter what the cost. And right now your the one threatening your family's well being and well... your father made a request."

with that Lauri dropped the belts suddenly rushing toward Glacier getting behind him and quickly putting the EEW owner in a full nelson and begins tightening the hold amonst Glacier's resistance.

"...no... not you too..."

"Sorry dude, your just gonna have to take your lumps like everybody else..."

With that it seems Glacier stopped resisting as Lauri continued to apply the hold for several moments before releasing the EEW owner body to the mat. looking down for a few more moments he then picks up the belts he dropped earlier before speaking up.

"To all those who ARE still here I'll admit I have no clue what i'm about to do here but lets just say I've been given permission to make some matches..."

"As most of you know next show is EEW's birthday show, and I cant think of a better show to crown a new champion. And the only people I can think of for this would be Brantley Summers and Mike Landry but question is, for what belt? I would say for the World title but like you guys all said this is tarnished beyond repair, and the ExtremeTV would be like an insult to both of you so... hmm... tell you what Brantley you and Landry get back to me with your choice then boom so be it!"

"As for the rest of you if your all looking for a shot at a specific belt please don't hesitate to come see me. Hopefully I cna figure out how to fix this mess..."

With that Lauri dropped the mic and simply make his way past the remaining men in the ring and tries to make his way out of the ring.

((Nah its cool, I got this.))

Landry caught the recent happenings on a tv monitor, and it stopped him before he got to the parking lot. A camera man caught up to him, and he faced the camera with a stern look.

"Lauri, if you're dead serious about this, no more bs, no more hocus pokus, no more jerking people around and you make sure that EVERYONE gets what's coming to them...then you give me a shot at the EEW World Heavyweight Title against Brantley Summers at the EEW Birthday Show, and I'LL give you a Championship you can once again be proud of."

Landry nodded and grabbed his coat, heading to the lot and out of the arena.

(be helpful if you hadn't said that chrono. can't pull that off without permission, and someone got me to agree not to pull my other characters until the last possible second. so count the women's and tag champions as still here)

Jarel is almost to the door when he hears a familiar voice call his name. He turns to see Drako approaching.

Drako: "So are you really walking? Didn't you see what happened?"

Jarel stands and looks down at his brother. "Is this something I should care about at this point?"

Drako: "You're the conscience of this place, so yeah. Lauri Henry just came in and took over."

Jarel looks bored. "And this should change my mind why?"

Drako: "Well, they did just make a world title match with Landry and Summers."

This seems to halt the Dragon, somewhat. "Still, no matter."

Drako: "Hey jackass, how about giving this one a chance? Can't be worse than glacier."

Jarel scowls. "Fine, I'll remain under contract and will even continue to make appearances. I will watch and see what the results are. I doubt this new owner will have a match worth my time, so I will merely watch until I'm needed. Satisfied?"

Drako nods. "That's all I ask."

Drako walks off, leaving Jarel standing where he is. Still, the Dragon turns and heads out the door, perhaps finished for the night

((...Why?))

((The promo's pretty much over. Everyone's kinda leaving. The big announcement was made, the crowd got its climax. Everyone's happy...))

((There seems to be a lot of breaking the fourth wall for no reason and burying for the sake of burying. Jarel put people over at least. I don't get the magic cage and ice. Would've been best to end the promo on the mutiny note.))