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| "Step Down, or We Will Take Your Spots."; Young Blood, New Guard, Generation Next. | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jan 23 2006, 06:17 PM (55 Views) | |
| Alex Shelley | Jan 23 2006, 06:17 PM Post #1 |
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Backtage, on the heels of Scars and Stripes II, four men stood. They aren't dressed to wrestle. Each man was an individual. One had the face of a baby and the body of a destroyer. Another looked as though he would tear a man apart. The shortest looked like he comes from the Ghetto. Then there was the one standing out front, who looked almost like an evil genius as he rubed his palms together in front of the camera. "For those of you who don't know who we are, Shame On You. 'Shame On You' for being so ignorant, and 'Shame On You' for not doing your homework. But let me be formal and introduce you to the Future. I am Alex Shelley, the man bestowed with Talent. On Loan. From God." Roderick stepped forward, grinding his fists into one another and stretching out his neck. "This man is Roderick Strong, the Messiah of the Backbreaker. He knows more variations to one move than most people know...well...MOVES!" As Strong moved back, Jack stepped forward with a spin move. He'd put an arm up on Shelley's shoulder as he is pointed to. "Meet Jack Evans: the man who gives new meaning to 'Defying Gravity.' There is no one who flies higher or better in this sport." Throwing up a quick "WEST-SAI-EEEDE!", Jack moved back and Austin moved up beside Shelley, looking like an intimidating freak. "And finally, Austin Aries. The Wrestling Machine. The single most explosive competitor to step into a wrestling ring ever." Aries stroked at his goatee before stepping back, obviously fired up for a fight. Evans was back over Alex's shoulder, making two "V's" with his thumb and index finger and putting them together, forming a large "N." Shelley held out his arms and smiled. "Ladies and Gentlemen, we are GENERATION NEXT! We know what it takes to get to the top. We know that there are safety in numbers. We know how the game works, and now we're here to play. On Wednesday, we start racking up bodies one way or another. Rest assured about one thing, though. We aren't interested in playing a 'waiting game' to be known. Oh, no sir. The ultimatum is clear: You either give us your spots, or we will take them." Off went Shelley, keeping the interview short and to the point. Aries and Strong followed as Jack watched them head off. One last thing. "AND YOU KNOW THIS...MAAAY-ANNN!!!" |
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