Post by Kenisha Williams on Jul 5, 2008 1:25:45 GMT -4
Belly: "They ask me why I do it,
'Cause I fuckin' can,
Ask about me bitch,
I'm the fuckin' man,
Ask about me homie,
I'm the fuckin' man.
All around the world,
I'm the fuckin' man...."
...That's the sound of the APW Messiah as the "M.V.P." balloon tent rises on the stage of APW. It didn't take long for the one and only Jay Crack pushed his way out onto the stage. Pausing for a moment as he stood there and looked out to the screaming fans. Nodding his head. Yeah. It's like that. He proceeds to make his way down the ramp. Reaching his hands out, he slaps high fives with the lucky fans who could make it to the front row. Throwing their hands out over the security barricade and catching a high five from your favorite wrestler's favorite wrestler. He heads over to the left side of the ring and makes his way up the steel steps onto the ring apron. Jay stopped for a moment and looked out to the crowd from the apron. A smirk on his face as he pointed out to the audience. A quick wink as he laughs to himself. Looking around around at all the homemade signs being held up in the air to show their support for Jay Crack. Then he climbs into the ring through the ropes and makes a quick dash to the ropes on the other side. Coming to a slow halt in the middle of the ring, he drops down and slaps the mat. Standing up straight, he throws his arms up at his sides. Flash photography met the smiling face of Jay Crack as he stood there. Nodding his head, he begins to back step and reached behind his back. Grabbing the microphone from out of his back pocket, he uses his free hand to signal for the backstage staff to cut off his music. Once his music had been cut, he lifted his microphone and began to get the party crackin'...
"What's going down Toronto?!"
Instant cheers fill the arena from the adoirng masses. Simply loving the fact that Jay mentioned Toronto.
"Hahahahaha... That's what I thought. Now, I'm sure you all caught Red, White, and Bruised. APW's first two night pay per view."
More cheers flooded Jay's ears. Nodding his head, he lifted the microphone up and continued...
"And as you can tell... Still the champions, baby. Still the champions. Doesn't seem like too many teams can handle Crack Roxx. I'm not going to front though. I'm not. Those High Voltage boys can really go. I'm going to give them their props. They had me going there for a second. Only for a second though. It was a hard fought battle, but in the end, we all know what the results were from that. Now... Let's get onto tonight. You see... I'm not looking for a tag team match right now where me and Nattie could just embarass another team. Nah. I'm more inclined to go with dazzling the fans tonight with another memorable singles match. So... I guess the only question that leaves. Is who's it going to be? It's a simple open challenge. Let's see if we can get ourselves a challenger out here."
Jay lowered the microphone and waited.
'Cause I fuckin' can,
Ask about me bitch,
I'm the fuckin' man,
Ask about me homie,
I'm the fuckin' man.
All around the world,
I'm the fuckin' man...."
...That's the sound of the APW Messiah as the "M.V.P." balloon tent rises on the stage of APW. It didn't take long for the one and only Jay Crack pushed his way out onto the stage. Pausing for a moment as he stood there and looked out to the screaming fans. Nodding his head. Yeah. It's like that. He proceeds to make his way down the ramp. Reaching his hands out, he slaps high fives with the lucky fans who could make it to the front row. Throwing their hands out over the security barricade and catching a high five from your favorite wrestler's favorite wrestler. He heads over to the left side of the ring and makes his way up the steel steps onto the ring apron. Jay stopped for a moment and looked out to the crowd from the apron. A smirk on his face as he pointed out to the audience. A quick wink as he laughs to himself. Looking around around at all the homemade signs being held up in the air to show their support for Jay Crack. Then he climbs into the ring through the ropes and makes a quick dash to the ropes on the other side. Coming to a slow halt in the middle of the ring, he drops down and slaps the mat. Standing up straight, he throws his arms up at his sides. Flash photography met the smiling face of Jay Crack as he stood there. Nodding his head, he begins to back step and reached behind his back. Grabbing the microphone from out of his back pocket, he uses his free hand to signal for the backstage staff to cut off his music. Once his music had been cut, he lifted his microphone and began to get the party crackin'...
"What's going down Toronto?!"
Instant cheers fill the arena from the adoirng masses. Simply loving the fact that Jay mentioned Toronto.
"Hahahahaha... That's what I thought. Now, I'm sure you all caught Red, White, and Bruised. APW's first two night pay per view."
More cheers flooded Jay's ears. Nodding his head, he lifted the microphone up and continued...
"And as you can tell... Still the champions, baby. Still the champions. Doesn't seem like too many teams can handle Crack Roxx. I'm not going to front though. I'm not. Those High Voltage boys can really go. I'm going to give them their props. They had me going there for a second. Only for a second though. It was a hard fought battle, but in the end, we all know what the results were from that. Now... Let's get onto tonight. You see... I'm not looking for a tag team match right now where me and Nattie could just embarass another team. Nah. I'm more inclined to go with dazzling the fans tonight with another memorable singles match. So... I guess the only question that leaves. Is who's it going to be? It's a simple open challenge. Let's see if we can get ourselves a challenger out here."
Jay lowered the microphone and waited.