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Don't you wanna go for a ride
Down to the other side
Feels so good you could cry
Now won't you do what I told you!?

"And introducing his opponent from Fort Collins Colorado, weighing in at 245 pounds, he is The Heartbreaker, Mike Landry!"

I remember when you used to be shy
Hey once we were so fine you and I
Now why you gotta make it so hard on me!?
Yeah it's hard on me...
And i'm sorry but it's not a mistake
And i'm running but you're getting away!

Mike Landry makes his debut appearance in GWF by debuting a new outfit as well, long black tights with a half heart on each leg, as well as a zip up vest with a half heart on either side of the vest. Landry stood tall on top of the stage, surveying the audience as they greeted him with boo's and jeers, par for the course. Mike strolled down the ramp, not aknowledging the audience in the slightest. Landry jumped up onto the apron and slid in between the ropes, standing up on the turnbuckle closest to him and staring into the hard camera, making a cut throat signal across his chest. He jumped down from the turnbuckle and for the first time in the night he aknowledged his opponents' existance inside the ring, merely sizing them up before awaiting for the remaining competitors to enter. He radiated confidence, this wasn't his first ladder match by a long shot and this was all too familier to him.

The sound of dice rolling and a man's growl could be heard as the beat kicked in.

"Bet a hundred (bet a hundred)
bet a thousand (BET A STACK)
Bet a million (put yo' money where yo' mouth is)
Bet a hundred (bet a hundred)
bet a thousand (BET A STACK)
Bet a million (put yo' money where yo' mouth is)"

Buddy C comes out of the back, with the GWF Intercontinental title over his shoulder. He struts down the ramp slowly, an eyebrow risen at the mixed reaction of the fans. He smirks and shook his head as he entered the ring.

"Hailing from Detroit, Michigan, Buddy C!"

The champion enters the ring and gets on the top turnbuckle instantly, ignorant of his opponents already in the ring, raising his title high above his head. He grinned and jumped down, holding his title while sizing up the competition.

((Will edit.))

Joshua entered to an almost non-reaction. The few that knew him cheered, but the rest were silent.

((Finally))

The very first thing Mike did when the opening bell rang was drop to the mat and roll out of the ring. He strolled over to the announce table and put on a headset, confusing just about everyone in attendance.

"Hows it going you two? It's such an honor joining the commentary team for this -incredibly- exciting Money in the Bank Ladder match that, as everyone knows, has not one but -two- contracts on the line. We have a plethora of atheletes in this matchup, most noteably The Heartbreaker himself, Mike Landry. Now Landry is a second generation superstar, he's no stranger to ladder matches, and he's definately no stranger to World Championships, don't you agree?"

JR and King were still confused and wondering what was happening.

"Excellent point you two, you make compelling arguments. Now lets not forget we have Mike Landry's tag team partner, no, -The- Tag Team partner who in my humble opinion is a lock to obtain the other briefcase. I mean look at the guy, he's a born star. He's been in the spotlight since day one and he's also a decorated World Champion. Expect Matt and Landry to work together to absolutely dominate this match up with awe inspireing double team maneuvers, and with ladders involved the sky is the limit!"

JR: "What the hell do you think you're doing over here? You're Mike Landry! You're in this match!"

King: "Yeah don't you want to fight for you're contract?"

Mike: "Yeah I thought about it, and decided it would be more fun to commentate on the match with you two, I thought I said that already, keep up you guys. Anyway, lets see who else we have in this match. First we have...well...no one. I mean come on you guys have you heard of anyone else participating in the Money in the Bank match? We have Dane Waggs, Trailer Trash Nighty, Christopher Danielson, That Damn Le, and Mark. Just Mark. Not a very inventive name is it? Did GWF just pick people off the street for this match? Do they have a chance? These are the kinds of hard hitting questions a true journalist/champion ask!"

Mike didn't seem to have much interest in the match for now, he was having too much fun at the announce booth.

Stone's strategy also saw him slide out of the ring, but he wasn't going to entertain millions with commentary and he wasn't going to set himself up for an early fall like Damien, no, he was just going to stay out of the way.

Marxx cracked his knuckles. There was something that seemed to be going unnoticed by the other contestants: If you want to climb the ladder, you must, at least, weaken your opponent a bit. So, he went for the first strike, charging at Nightsky, ready to go for a Forearm shot.