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Post by nolanrox on Aug 19, 2007 19:35:47 GMT -4
Nolanrox comes out tp the ring weraing his new attire that Ms. Masters had designed for him. He walks down the ramp with a microphone in hand, he hears "looking good!" from a female fan.Nolanrox replys "Hey, so a...What are doing after the show?" She looked at him and said "You if you play your cards right." Nolanrox starts to walk and as he does he says "We'll talk later...BACKSTAGE!" He slides into the ring and starts to talk
[shadow=yellow,right,700][glow=yellow,700]Now hello everyboda!!! Now i have a 3 and 2 record and yes I have been keeping track, do not ask why, I have no clue myself.[/glow][/shadow]
The crowd laughs and they wait to hear what he has to say next.
[shadow=yellow,right,700][glow=yellow,700]Ok, now i feel like I deserve a little shot since I do have a 3 straight win record, BUT, I want to prove myself by going against a former champion. Any former champion, i'd perfer a male but a female is fine. Now I will wait here until someone answers my offer.[/glow][/shadow]
Nolanrox lowers the mic and takes off his beanie, then he waits.
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Post by fninfamous on Aug 19, 2007 20:47:24 GMT -4
After a brief moment of silence, the sound of "Lose My Mind" by rapper Young Buck begins to blare out across the PA system. There's a mixed reaction of boos and cheers from the audience as they know just who this is answering the call. He did say any former champion. Tha Infamous 187 pushes his way through the backstage curtain. Standing on the stage for a brief moment, he looks out to the fans. A smirk crosses his face after listening to the sound of the fans' reaction. He simply just scoffs at them before making his way down the ramp. His eyes focusing on Nolanrox standing in the middle of the ring as he walked. 187 made his way around to the side of the ring, up the steel steps, through the ropes, and into the ring. After making his way into the ring, he walks over to the opposite side of the ring and extends an open hand over the top rope. Requesting for anyone of the ring side staff to retrieve a microphone for him. Which someone from around the ring would quickly rush and get him a microphone. Now with a microphone in hand, 187 begins to backstep until he is standing infront of Nolanrox. His music fades out instantly. 187 stops infront of Nolanrox with a smirk across his face. He slowly lifts the microphone up to his lips and proceeds to speak...
"Now what do we have here? We got anotha' one of these new breed mothaf**kas tryna' make a name fo' himself? You've only have five matches here, and you believe you got enough experience in 'dis bidness to hold a championship? Pfft... You've gotta earn yo' stripes in 'dis place befo' you go out demandin' title shots. You don't deserve a title shot. You don't even deserve to be standin' in 'da same ring as a forma' champion. Hell, you don't even deserve to be blessed wit' my presence. But a good friend of mine said I should humor young mothaf**kas like you and guide you to greatness. Or some sh*t like 'dat."
He shrugged his shoulders.
"You're lucky I even consida'ed comin' out here. So lemme tell ya what. You want to prove yo'self? You want to prove 'dat you got what it takes to be a champion? A'ight. Ain't too many of them b***hes in 'da back man enough to step up to 'da plate when it comes to gettin' in 'da ring wit' me. So I'ma do you a favor. You got yo' chance to prove it. I'm here. I'm answerin' yo' challenge to any forma' champion. Name yo' match and let's make it official."
187 lowers the microphone from his mouth now. He awaits the response of Nolanrox.
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Post by nolanrox on Aug 19, 2007 21:20:48 GMT -4
Nolanrox looks at 187, he used to admire this guy when he was Heavyweight Champion now he's just washed up piece of s**t. He looks at his wrist and flattens out the tape. He looks around at the crowd and starts to speak.
[shadow=yellow,right,700][glow=yellow,700]I got nothing to say except...Ok.[/glow][/shadow]
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Post by fninfamous on Aug 19, 2007 21:32:21 GMT -4
187 raised an eyebrow at Nolanrox. That was all he had to say? That's all this kid had to say? Was he serious? 187 simply shook his head and lifted the microphone up to his lips to respond...
"Okay? 'Dats all you got to say? Damn. I ain't think mothaf**kas were so scared they ain't even had a damn thing to say to me. Sh*t. It's b***hes like you 'dat give 'da new blood of wrestlin' a bad name. F**k it. Guess yo' @$$ ain't too microphone friendly. I know, I know. You're dumbfounded by me appearin' here befo' you tonight. It's cool. I guess I shouldn't expect much from some punk @$$ kid tryna' make a name fo' himself. Oh well. See ya in 'da ring. If you ain't too scared."
Instead of just exiting the ring, 187 slowly began to step backwards. As if just waiting for that to spark some kind of flame in Nolanrox to respond.
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