Post by Ravager on Nov 8, 2005 14:39:39 GMT -5
Ravager walks down a back hallway at the areana, talking to the camera as he walks.
So I've been told that I'll be teaming with The Decapitators this Thursday against The New D-X and Static. And here I thought I earned a night off. Oh well, another night, another dollar. D-X, you boys have never done anything wrong by me. But you're teaming with Static. That makes you a problem I have to eliminate. Static, I'm looking forward to getting you in the ring again. This time it won't be pretty. And Decapitators. I'm sure you guys trust me as much as I trust you. But, it is mutually beneficial for us to work together. As I've said before, there's no such thing as friendships, just profitable alliances. We come out of this match on top, hey, first round's on me.
But now I'm sure people are going to ask " What about Lobo? And Viking? The Moose? And Static and Bill Fleming?" Hey, these boys want a title shot, let them fight out. I'll be glad to pick up the remains. Lobo, you complain about me running in on your matches? Well, you had already won when I ran in. And the only thing stopping me from pummelling you was the officials. Viking. I'm sorry. Have you won a match yet? Maybe in Iceland a winless record gets you title shot, but not in the NAPW. Mr. Millar. I didn't think I'd see the last of you. You're a tough man, but you have a large obstacle in front of you. One win, with outside help, doesn't make you a contender. You need to prove yourself. And what can I say about Static that I haven't already? ... Nothing I guess. I'll let my actions speak instead.
Ravager stops walking when he reaches a locker room door. He knocks on the door.
Voice : (from behind door) Just a minute.
Door opens, Bill Fleming steps out, not knowing Ravager is there.
Bill Fleming: Yes.. oh God...
Ravager smashes gives Fleming's a forearm shot to the head, dropping him to the ground.
Ravager: You didn't think I'd forget, did you Bill?
Kicks Fleming in the ribs, then drags him up by the scruff of his neck, and shoves him against the wall.
Fleming: (terrified) Static will be back any minute...
Ravager: I only need a minute. (chuckles) Those little love taps I gave you before are looking pretty good now, aren't they? You know, I thought I was missing something before my last match. Then I realized it. I didn't put the fear of God into anyone leading up to my first title defence. I guess I let myself get distracted. Won't let that happen again. You see Bill, I respect that you took action against me. That proved you're a man. Not much of a man, but a man nonetheless. But you allied yourself against my enemy. And you nearly cost me my title. You are a distraction I need to eliminate if I want to continue my success. It's nothing personal. It's just good for business. I'm just making sure that my next fights are going to be fair. I won't have any more interference in my matches. Do you understand?
Fleming: You woundn't get away with this if Static were here.
Ravager: You wouldn't have attacked me if Static weren't holding me. I'd say we're even. (Let's Fleming go) Tell Static and D-X I'll see them Thursday.
Ravager walks away as the camera pans to Bill Fleming who faints dead away.
So I've been told that I'll be teaming with The Decapitators this Thursday against The New D-X and Static. And here I thought I earned a night off. Oh well, another night, another dollar. D-X, you boys have never done anything wrong by me. But you're teaming with Static. That makes you a problem I have to eliminate. Static, I'm looking forward to getting you in the ring again. This time it won't be pretty. And Decapitators. I'm sure you guys trust me as much as I trust you. But, it is mutually beneficial for us to work together. As I've said before, there's no such thing as friendships, just profitable alliances. We come out of this match on top, hey, first round's on me.
But now I'm sure people are going to ask " What about Lobo? And Viking? The Moose? And Static and Bill Fleming?" Hey, these boys want a title shot, let them fight out. I'll be glad to pick up the remains. Lobo, you complain about me running in on your matches? Well, you had already won when I ran in. And the only thing stopping me from pummelling you was the officials. Viking. I'm sorry. Have you won a match yet? Maybe in Iceland a winless record gets you title shot, but not in the NAPW. Mr. Millar. I didn't think I'd see the last of you. You're a tough man, but you have a large obstacle in front of you. One win, with outside help, doesn't make you a contender. You need to prove yourself. And what can I say about Static that I haven't already? ... Nothing I guess. I'll let my actions speak instead.
Ravager stops walking when he reaches a locker room door. He knocks on the door.
Voice : (from behind door) Just a minute.
Door opens, Bill Fleming steps out, not knowing Ravager is there.
Bill Fleming: Yes.. oh God...
Ravager smashes gives Fleming's a forearm shot to the head, dropping him to the ground.
Ravager: You didn't think I'd forget, did you Bill?
Kicks Fleming in the ribs, then drags him up by the scruff of his neck, and shoves him against the wall.
Fleming: (terrified) Static will be back any minute...
Ravager: I only need a minute. (chuckles) Those little love taps I gave you before are looking pretty good now, aren't they? You know, I thought I was missing something before my last match. Then I realized it. I didn't put the fear of God into anyone leading up to my first title defence. I guess I let myself get distracted. Won't let that happen again. You see Bill, I respect that you took action against me. That proved you're a man. Not much of a man, but a man nonetheless. But you allied yourself against my enemy. And you nearly cost me my title. You are a distraction I need to eliminate if I want to continue my success. It's nothing personal. It's just good for business. I'm just making sure that my next fights are going to be fair. I won't have any more interference in my matches. Do you understand?
Fleming: You woundn't get away with this if Static were here.
Ravager: You wouldn't have attacked me if Static weren't holding me. I'd say we're even. (Let's Fleming go) Tell Static and D-X I'll see them Thursday.
Ravager walks away as the camera pans to Bill Fleming who faints dead away.