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 Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 12:34 pm
The audience immediately boos as Mad Dog continues.
"But all is not well in the land of hardcore. Not a bit. You see, I'm being ignored. The world champion, the face of GWWF is here to get some TV time because when I'm on TV here I'm worth more here and I'm also worth more elsewhere. But that's not the whole point. The point is that the focal point of the entire company doesn't have a match. What the ********? The focal point of the company is being ignored. What the ********? The focal point of the company is defending this title on an ungodly basis. What the ********? The focal point of the company hasn't been on the magazine cover yet. What the ******** Dog paces around the ring, pausing before continuing.
"But I'm not the only one being left out tonight. I've had my eye on someone who's also being screwed over by this godforsaken company. Freddie, I'd like to see you in the ring."
Mad Dog waits for a response.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 12:48 pm
Madina Lake "House of Cards" hits as the Titan-tron shows a large number of cards exploding in between clips of Freddie's matches. Suddenly a burst of cards shoots out from the sides of the ramp as Freddie walks out. He laughes as he makes his way down to the ring giving his fans high-fives. Once he gets to the ring he climbs onto the apron and holds onto the top rope. He hops over the ropes and stands in the center of the ring doing his signature pose. "House of Cards" fades away as Freddie is laughing at Mad Dog in the ring. He takes a microphone from the timekeeper.
"You want something Mad Dog?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 1:03 pm
"Freddie, you don't have a match tonight. You haven't gotten your fair shake at any of the titles. Is GWWF out to get you or screw you over? What the ********?" Mad Dog replies.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 1:28 pm
"Well, yeah. It seems that way. But what are you getting at here?"
Freddie lowered the mic, waiting for an answer. At the moment he had no idea what was going on. All he was thinking was 'What the ********?'
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 3:24 pm
"What I'm getting at," Mad Dog continues, "is that it's our time to shine. The GWWF champion gets left off the show. What the ********? A talent like you gets left off the show. What the ********? We're both being overlooked and our value here and especially our value ELSEWHERE is dropping. What the holy ******** Dog stops to sigh.
"I want you to join me. I want to form a tag team to really overtake GWWF and beat the notion that it's all about us into the stupid heads of people like prissy Codi Paige. I want you to join me to start the new revolution and to dominate GWWF as Team WTF."
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 4:06 pm
After thinking for a minute Freddie answer Mad Dog.
"I don't like be left out of the show, I'm not a fan Codi Paige. The What the ******** era...I like it."
Freddie sticks out his hand offering Mad Dog a handshake with a big grin across his face.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 4:41 pm
Mad Dog takes the hand and squeezes as he shakes, blood running off his hand and staining the canvas. Mad Dog raises the mic to speak.
"And now, I'm going straight to interim GM Hayley Stone's office to get us some tag team ******** the World hits as Mad Dog makes his exit.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 9:18 pm
Freddie looked at his hand which was now soaked in blood. He wiped the blood off on his pants just after Mad Dog left. Before also leaving, Freddie stood in the middle of the ring thinking. He remembered Mad Dog carrying the stapler and he ducked out of the ring and searched for a signature weapon of his own. After not finding anything, he walked over to the timekeeper to talk. While making fun of him, Freddie noticed the ring bell. He picked it up and gazed into it before leaving with it.
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