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 Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 1:53 pm
As the opening theme and sequences for Raw finished, the cameras focused in on the dimly lit arena. The red carpet lined the ramp as if waiting for the arrival of royalty. Fans screamed from both sides of the arena,awaiting the the newly-appointed chairwoman. The speakers began playing the theme of the Chairwoman- 'Killer Queen' by Queen. The titantron began to display the logo of Raw,as Jacqueline Jade Jacobs,began parading down the ramp. She was followed by three assistants,one of which carried a leather case containing the World Heavyweight Title. Ms.Jacobs climbed the steel steps before waiting for her other two assistants to hold the ropes open. She stepped through the ropes and was quickly handed the case,before dismissing her assistants. Jacqueline lay the case on an oak table, positioned in the middle of the ring. She unlocked the case and opened the lid,showing the championship gold which lay inside undisturbed.
"Fans,Superstars,Divas...This is the moment you've been waiting for. After the fiasco I called my 'debut',I nearly forgot that a title was to be bestowed upon its rightful owner. Michael Thomas,could you come to the ring for a moment?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 5:39 pm
A guitar note hung in the air, followed by a loud
Hey!
Hey!
Nothing you can say
Nothings gunna change what you've done to me
Now it's time to shine
I'm gunna take what's mine!
Take what's miiiiine!
Orton came out wearing his wrestling attire with his own T-Shirt overtop. He knew he was not called upon, but what was going on here was a travesty and he needed to right the wrong before it occured. Randy walked up the steps and got in the ring. He forwent his usual pose and just walked over, retrieving a microphone from ringside. "Woah woah woah.....I was just in the back recovering after my win tonight and I couldn't help but overhear your little speech. Now can you just refresh my memory and tell me again who you're giving that title to?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 6:58 pm
"Michael Thomas."
Jacqueline drew a paper from her right pocket,unfolding it and reading the manuscript. She sighed as she looked back up to Orton,glaring at him and hoping that her stare was enough to burn a small hole through his skull. If there was one minuscule regret that was present at the time Ms.Jacobs acquired the company;it was that Randy Orton was part of the faculty.
"You know you heard me right,Orton."
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 7:07 pm
Orton faked a small laugh. "That's what I thought you said, but I just had to double check." Orton turned around and feigned walking away, then turn around speaking loudly into the mic. "Just what the hell has he done to deserve that World Title? He hasn't done squat around here lately while I won my match against Mike! If anyone deserves your little gift, it's me! Everyone knows that I, Randy Orton the Legend Killer, am the best choice for the World Title!"
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 7:44 pm
"I FEEL SO GOOD I FEEL SO NUMB YEAH!!!"
As the music started blaring and the lights dimmed michael came out onto the stage quicker than he normally would, signalling early for his pyros and then running to the crowd and slapping multiple hands before moving into position at the center of the stage. Once there he smirked down at where he could see orton from the strobelights and then bolted full speed, sliding in once he had reached the ring. He then motioned for the music to stop and the lights to return to normal. he grabbed a mic that one of the camera men slid in to him and then turned to Orton. "You know your right...I havn't done much around here, well, at least not enough. You see even though I come here and bust a** for these fans I have never had the joy of putting your punk a** in your place."
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:04 pm
Randy smirked. "Is that so? That's what you want?" Randy looked over around the crowd, seeing how popular Micheal was, then looked him dead in the eyes. "I normally reserve myself for future legends in this business, but for you, I can make an exception. Whaddya say? You and me at Judgement day, and instead of just being handed that title, you earn it." The crowd cheered, not cause Randy might get a title match, but case he might get his a** kicked.
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:14 pm
"Seems like a good proposition,Randy."
Jacqueline grinned as she looked from the case to the two men standing on the stage. She looked away and shut the case,which wouldn't be opened until Judgment Day. After all hell was unleashed and endured with one man emerging victorious,there would finally be a champion.
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 8:20 pm
Randy smirked, looking into the eyes of Micheal. "That's the smartest thing you've done all night. After Sunday's over, the onlyone left standing will be the new World Heavyweight Champion...Randy Orton."
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 9:37 pm
"Ohhhh....i like the way you put that!" As he sia this he turned his head to the crowd and smirked, walking to the edge of the rin and adressing the fans. "Thats exactly whats we need! Not a normal match, hell no, not a hardcore match, hell no! No, what i think we need, is LAST MAN STANDING MATCH!" As soon as he said this he held the mic out to the crowd who responded with a thunderous response. He then turned back to face orton. "So what do you say Orton. I figure i should check just incase thats a little too much for you."
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 10:32 am
Orton had another idea in mind. As Micheal turned to face the crowd, Randy got down on his hands and knees. When Micheal turned around to face Orton, Randy leapt up and went for an RKO out of nowhere!
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 10:52 am
Michael was hit with the surprise RKO and held his head and neck as he then layed there on the canvas.
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