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GUNS
- you say this is a “staged side show”?
If it was... it isn’t anymore.
And while we’re at it... Hornet - you want to blame me for
the GXW infiltration? I’ll
be taking full responsibility for those actions as of this night.
Southern, Stanley, X, Aho - we were a class together, we
could have went down in HISTORY as the biggest boom period of CSWA
history, and now... the GXW is going to have to destroy you.
It was our DESTINY to stand amongst each other at the top of
the CSWA and battle for supremacy, and I was the guy that took the
charge and started fighting the glass ceiling so we could do just
that... it was written in STONE that our class, our generation, our
BREED would extinguish the fire of Hornet and GUNS and Windham and
Eddy (bleep) Love, and your lack of faith in me picked that stone up
and threw it in the river, and it eroded the very granite that held
our cause together. And
the only way to destroy that fire now... is to fight fire WITH fire.
The fire of the GXW, X-treme competitors who don’t play
games... we’re here to WIN, and now we’re here for BLOOD.
You think the UnHoly or the ClaimStakers struck fear into
anybody’s systems? Does
anybody really think GUNS is going to destroy a multi-billion dollar
empire with the largest arms in the world and smallest penis in the
universe? You guys in the back want to know something? There WAS no mole, there WAS no infiltration behind the scenes, not even Kin Hiroshi was going to do a thing. The GXW was playing us CSWA guys for fools... and since those of you backstage believed it, you just cost yourself your MOST VALUABLE PLAYER... you cost yourself the ONLY guy that was in it for YOU and not themselves. You screwed yourselves... and I have no pity any more. And now, the GXW is going to make you REGRET it. No, we might not run this company out of business, and I don’t want to. Think of all the little illegitimate Hornet Jr’s out there that wouldn’t be fed if we did. In my eyes, I don’t want to kill the CSWA. I just want to piss all over it. SB: He's gone from Freak to RoidBoy Freak now? Who does he think he is GUNS? BB: Thankfully security has gotten Hornet, Stevens and Southern out of harm's way, but it looks like "Blade" isn't done whining yet. (Codine grabs the microphone again as he first walks and points towards US Champion Shane Southern as the crowd begins throwing trash at Blade.) Codine: Do you honestly think that you’ll ever get a fair nod here boy? I was in your shoes once and they did everything they could to hold me down. However, I was smart enough to get out before things got out of control. Where as, you would rather sit here and continue to receive beatings such as these. You’re not even worth my time Southern, so get the hell out of OUR building… (Codine points toward Hornet) Well, well, well, it looks as if there’s a disturbance in the hive doesn’t it Hornet? Had they listened to you from the start, we wouldn’t be in this predicament now would we? Tell me hero, can you take on the entire world by yourself? Sure, you’ve done it before, but that was a different world, that was a world that wasn’t guarded by a monster like this now was it…(Codine points to the colossal figure known as Dan Ryan who stands over Hornet as well) It's time to round up the “worker bees” Hornet because without them, you’re helpless… (Codine points at Triple X) I
bet you never saw this coming now did you Trip? One of your
closest friends in this business turns around and stabs you directly
in the back. Hell, you should have seen this coming, after
all, its déjà vu all over again isn’t it? You remember our
days in the HEW don’t you Sean? The days where I made you a
man… (Hornet, Triple X and Southern look at each other... and rush the ring!) BB: The CSWA superstars are headed back in! The GXW disgraces knock Southern off the apron, but Hornet and Trip get through. And here comes Southern with a huge dropkick over the top! It's four-on-three... we need some help down here! SB: And there goes the FemiNazi! BB:
Ivy slides into the ring as Kendall Codine holds Stevens for Dan
Ryan! Ivy turns Ryan around! OW!
She slapped the taste right out of his mouth! SB: That’s not a good idea. BB: Ryan feels his face… DON’T
YOU TOUCH HER! SB: HAH! BB: Dan Ryan just took a step toward
Ivy but stopped and… blew a kiss toward her? SB: She’s only standing there because he decided not to drop her like a ton of bricks. BB: Hold on...here comes the cavalry! (The Professionals step out onto the rampway!) SB: Cavalry! They're wearing GXW shirts too! BB: Miles and Mayfield hit the ring and level Hornet from behind with a double clothesline, freeing up Michael Plett! Hornet gets tossed outside as Stevens gets knocked backwards into Poison Ivy! She takes an unceremonious dump through the ropes, only to be followed by Stevens! Southern's in there alone! SB: All the GXW cronies clear the way for Codine to send Southern into the ropes! BB: NO! Hornet grabs Southern's leg and yanks him out of the ring before Codine can do any more damage! And look at Miles and Mayfield inside! They're jumping up and down asking for high-fives from the GXW idiots! SB: Something doesn't seem quite right. It's like Ryan and company are confused. BB: Well there's a big surprise! LOOK OUT!!! GUNS!!! SB: And he's got a chair! BB: GUNS slides into the ring as Mayfield and Miles back away! The rest of the GXW contingent is on either side of the ring now. And The Professionals are about to get what's coming to them! SB: Why can't the Freak Traitor get what's coming to him!? BB: Miles is on his knees as Eddie Mayfield is begging GUNS not to do it! CHAIRSHOT HEARD ROUND THE WORLD!!!!! SB: ON WICKED SIGHT!!!!!!!!!!! YES!!!!! BB: The GXW contingent charges, but GUNS is wielding that chair like a maniac. And Miles wasn't kneeling...he was pulling brass knucks out of his boot! CHAIRSHOT on Dan Ryan.... brass knucks to Chris Lehew! SB: LOOK OUT..I SMELL FIRE! BB: Mayfield's working on serving up another one of his fireballs! WHOA!!!!! He just barely missed Blade! SB: The man's eyebrows needed plucking anyway! BB: Blade charges at Mayfield, but gets nailed with those brass knucks as Sight takes another chairshot from GUNS! And look! Mayfield and Miles are ripping off those GXW T-shirts as the GXW contingent makes a break for it! Miles throws his shirt at the back of Ryan's head, while Mayfield throws his to GUNS. GUNS wipes his knows with it, then aims at the back of Wicked Sight! If I haven't said it enough.... WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!? SB: I don't think anybody knows. BB: Hold on... now somebody with a camcorder is coming to ringside. SB: Hey.... I know him. That's PI... it's one of GUNS lackeys. BB: He just tossed some fresh T-shirts to the apparent threesome... and Mayfield holds his up... THE INTRUDERS? MAYFIELD: Oh (BLEEEEEEEP!) AIN'T IT SWEET?! Eddie Mayfield, Craig Miles, my main PI-san, and the Strongest Arms in the World. All on the same page. That's just TOO BAD for ya'll, ain't it? See, we TOLD YOU ALL. The INTRUSION has BEGUN. GXW? Come ON, we're too hot for that place, and as usual, too cool for school, don't even mention detention. (Smiles) So already, we got these freakin' belts... (Throws his belt over his shoulder) we got your ATTENTION, and next, were gonna have ALL OF YOU BURNING AT OUR FEET, AS WE RIP THIS MOTHER! (BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!) DOWN! (MAYFIELD no-look tosses it to MILES who catches it no-look style...) MILES: I say...VIVE LA INTRUZION! (MILES high-fives GUNS) Now, you get that camera up close PI. (CUTTO: B/W closeup of MILES smirking...) I told you it was coming, but you didn't listen. I warned you there would be hell to pay, but you didn't listen. And NOW, just when everyone thought the heat lied somewhere between GXW and CSWA...well, they got BURNED by the ONLY FIRE in this house! It's a MERGER made in heaven and a DEAL done in hell - THE PROFESSIONALS! I'm talkin' 'bout the M-I-A and HOT PROPERTY comin' together with THIRD ROW INCORPORATED takin' what's RIGHTFULLY theirs! Not just THIS (holds up his tag title belt) 'cause while the GOLD feels good, takin' the SCREWS out of MY (BLEEP!) feels a whole lot better! We're EVENING the playing field, boys! We're TIRED of getting HOSED, SCREWED and BAMBOOZLED! We've got each other's back 'cause we know we're the MEAL TICKETS around here. HORNET, you wanna stick your nose in PROFESSIONAL business? (points to GUNS) I don't think THIS man would hesitate finding you OUTSIDE the ring where there are NO rules and only a short flight to the THIRD ROW! You tell 'em what I'm talkin' about big man! (CUTTO: Back to CSWA feed. MILES tosses his mic to GUNS sitting on the top rope) GUNS: Five years...FIVE LONG YEARS I've waited to cut a promo like this...and if you ANYONE knows what's good for them, you'll LAY THERE and LIKE IT until I'm done! Hornet, man...I do have to tip my cap to you...this really IS a comfortable spot to run your mouth! But unlike you five years ago, Hornet, I'm not sitting up here PRETENDING to say GOODBYE! This isn't the END of an era...this is the BEGINNING! You see, I'm a PROUD man...almost TOO proud...but I know that it will take more than ONE MAN...no matter HOW strong that man may be...to topple this company to the ground! And that's why when Eddie and Craig came to me with this...(points to the INTRUDER T-shirt)...I jumped at the chance! The chance to make life MISERABLE for the CSWA...and have FUN doing it! Take a look at what we've ALREADY got! The Greensboro title...the OLDEST...most TRADITION-RICH belt in this company...and I've used it as a DOORMAT...my wife's used it as a CUTTING BOARD...my daughter's used it to COLOR on...my dog has used it as a CHEW TOY... and my cat has even used it as its LITTER BOX. And now, tonight...Eddie and Craig have brought us the TAG TEAM titles. That's TWO down, and only THREE more belts to go. (MILES starts chanting "EDDIE FOR PRESIDENT!" MAYFIELD smirks) Bottom line...if you draw a paycheck from this company, you're a TARGET! If you wear a BELT belonging to this company...you're an even BIGGER TARGET! The walls of the CSWA are TUMBLING DOWN...and there's NOTHING that ANYONE...can do to stop it now! (MILES and MAYFIELD light up cigarettes in celebration as 'VOODOO CHILE' blasts...) BB: I've got nothing to say to that, except, fans...please watch this commercial for the next CSWA spectacular: BATTLE OF THE BELTS. We'll be right back! |
