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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 10:58 pm
The music Amazing by Kanye West plays. As the lyrics begin Justin comes out. He comes running out, stops at the start of the ramp. Looks around. He bends over, and begins to 'dust off' his shorts. He does this for around 3-5 seconds, then jumps up real high and throws a first in the air. While this is going on these lyrics have been played:
It's amazing, I'm the reason, Everybody fired up this evening. I'm exhausted, barely breathing, Holding on to what I believe in.
No matter what you'll never take that from me, My reign is as far as your eyes can see.
Then Justin runs down the ramp and slides into the ring, while he slides into the ring, he does a full 360 degree spin in the ring and gets up. He looks around. While this is going on these lyrics have been played:
It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin' It's amazin', so amazin', so amazin', so amazin' It's amazin' (Let's go)
Justin's music stops early. He is now holding a mic in his hand. In the other he holds his brass knuckles. He looks around. He is a face that hasnt been seen before. The crowd isnt sure wether to cheer, or boo. Justin raises the mic to his mouth.
"Ladies and Gentlement, boys and girls, Id like YOU to welcome ME into the WWFG. The Amazing, Justin Amaze!!"
Justin got a handle full of boo's.
"Settle down, settle down. Im not new to wrestling, I understand no one likes a rookie or a new comer. You fans are mostly focused on a champion, in this case the WWFG champion like Marxx."
The crowd cheer'd widly.
"Yeah, yeah. I know, Ive done my homework, I know he's... 'great.' But since you fans are mostly focused on a guy like Marxx, and you guys are really cool..."
Justin paused and the fans cheer'd Justin on a little now.
"And since you guys are really cool, maybe Id like to follow you and focus on Marxx also. What does someone say about Marxx? Well lets see here, he's a good wrestler, he's got fan support, he's got a nice wrestling history and he's a champion here in the WWFG."
The fans once again cheer'd like crazy as Justin paused.
"BUT, theres also something else to say about Marxx.... he's never beaten me!!"
Justin's voice went serious. The crowd gave him some boos and some cheers.
"I get it, Im now, why should a champion like Marxx who's been here longer face a rookie like me, right here, right now at the PPV Falling Summer? He shouldnt. Im not asking him to fight me, Im asking to come out to the ring, right now. Im calling you out Marxx!"
The crowd went wild and began to cheer and chant Marxx's name. Justin walked around the ring a bit.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 7:22 pm
The crowd slowly stopped their chants, really thinking Marxx would not show up. However, their wait was not in vain as "Shackler's Revenge" from Guns 'N Roses echoed around the arena. The X-Division champion came out of the curtain, wearing his t-shirt with his wrestling attire. And, of course, the X-Division belt was around his waist.
He made his way to the ring, only to stop in the middle of the curtain where he did his signature taunt: A X with his arms in front of his face before dropping them down to point at his title with a sign of pride on his face. From there, he ran and slid inside the ring, getting on his knees, and then on his feet. He approached from the side where the announcer's table was, asking for a microphone. Once he had it, he turned back, coming face to face with Justin. As his music died, he approached the microphone from his mouth, ready to speak.
"Wow... Just... Wow! I feel so honored right now! For the first time of my whole career, I stand before a newcomer who is actually willing to call me out! I don't know why, but most of them looked to be afraid of actually taking on me as their first challenge. I must give you credit, you do have some guts man!"
The crowd had a somewhat negative reaction to Marxx's words.
"Guys, please! Don't blame me for stating the obvious! I mean, any newcomers would love to actually be the one in the ring, standing in front of someone with 'a nice wrestling history' as he calls it. I mean, who wouldn't like to start his career in the WWFG ring by getting his a** kicked by a guy like me!"
*Insert small pop from the crowd here*
"However, there's something you should understand, dude. People like me have too much of one hand to count how many people like you were able to make a name for themselves by beating us down. Yes, you have experience, but everyone who comes to the WWFG ring all started climbing the ladder by getting small contracts here and there, even me. Hell, I had to sign a contract with a London federation and move there with just enough Canadian money to buy a coffee and a muffin before being noticed by American road agents and move back on the continent."
He took a pause, and then continued.
"However, it is true to say that I never beat you. However, this is a little manipulation of the facts. That's the kind of things many people does to get the psychological upper hand over the other person. It works most of the time, but only if the part kept secret does not cancel what is said. In this case, it is that you never defeated me as well... For the simple fact that we never crossed paths before today! But feel lucky about this because I bet you wouldn't be here to challenge me another time if we ever faced each other in the past!"
The crowd sent cheers to that answer. One fan in the front row even raised his sign saying "Leave your Marxx!", which made Marxx laugh a little before coming back to what he was saying.
"You're here because you do have talent and potential to be a big star. But having the potential does not mean you are. So follow my advice and you better get it stuck between your ears: In this ring, it doesn't matter since how long you wrestled before here. All your achievements, they are cancelled once you step in the big leagues. So right now, you're no rookie, you're no newcomer... You're absolutely nothing until you prove yourself. Don't inflate your head with your path before coming here because everyone here had a rough road at some point or another. And you're just at the end of your first chapter. Turn the page and focus on what's here!"
Marxx stepped back, lowering his microphone.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 8:31 pm
Justin was looking at Marxx the whole time he was talking, at the same time, listening to the crowd. Justin actually enjoyed the crowd sometimes. After Marxx was done talking Justin looked around at the crowd. Thinking over what Marxx just told Justin. However, the words "you have never defeated me as well" and "your absolutely nothing until you prove yourself" kept running through Justin's mind. Finally Justin got focused and looked back at Marxx.
"You say you give me credit and Ive got guts for calling you out, Shut up man! Listen to that crowd shout!"
Justin raised his hand that had the brass knuckles. The crowd cheer'd a bit and Justin continued.
"They want a match, you say you can kick my a**, Lets do this, this is something that isnt gonna pass. And you think I care about your contracts, Chill man, here's some facts. You have not beaten me yet or proven you can, So dont be afraid, lets go man. You say Im nothing until I prove myself, Fight me right now and Ill put you back on the shelf. You want me to go on to my next chapter, to turn the page, My next chapter is fighting you in TLC, no DQ or even a steel cage! My next chapter begins right now, You either fight me or bow!(bow down)" When Im done with you, you'll be throwing a fit, But I wont give a --"
Justin raised his mic up in the air, still staring at Marxx, as the crowd yelled the final word. Justin walked up real close to Marxx.
"Marxx, Im already climbing my way up the ladder, not missing a step. Im already walking down the tough road, watching all the obsticles in my way. Im already on my way to my first victory, and it starts with you! I havnt proven I can beat you, you havnt proven you can beat me. Lets find out, who's the better out of the two of us, right here, right now!"
Justin backed upto the ropes, dropping the mic out of the ring then walking a few steps forward. Not showing any fear, but he was very much nervous. He didnt wanna screw up his first match here in the WWFG, however, even he knew he picked the wrong guy for a first victory match. But he wasnt gonna back down now.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 8:41 am
"Ok man, just chill out! Like you said, I have a match coming later. Not that I don't want to give you the lesson you deserve, but I have other business to take care of later. So what I'm offering you is this: If you beat the next guy coming to the ring, you will have your match against me during next week's Supershow. How about that?" He said as Justin was getting prepared to fight.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 8:47 am
Justin looked at the crowd. Looking for there reaction before grabbing a mic again and speaking into it.
"I understand, you got another match, you wanna save your energy so you can keep your title. But, did you have anyone in mind for Justin's opponent?"
He was interested now.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 4:57 pm
"No one really, just anyone who's willing to take on you for your first match ever in the WWFG ring. So, is there any people ready to take that challenge?" he said as he looked by the apron.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 9:29 pm
As Marxx turned his back to Justin, his first thoughts were to go for Marxx right now, the chicken was gonna back down from a challenge. But then Justin looked around at the fans. There respect was something to him, there support was his motivation, his gas.... was. Justin looked at his brass knuckles and then at the back of Marxx's head. Then he made his decision.
"Hey, uh, Marxx..."
Hoping Marxx would turn around, Justin ran at him and was gonna punch Marxx in the face with the knuckles, going to take him down at the ground. If he didnt turn around, he'd just hit him in the back of the head. Once Marxx hit the ground, if he did, Justin would begin to rapidly punch Marxx in the head and face.
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