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| Prodigy | Jan 22 2010, 10:24 AM Post #1 |
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![]() World Heavyweight Titan You know over the years I've had countless confrontations with management, with superstars, and even divas. They all claim the same thing about me. " He's one cocky son of a bitch. " I disagree, I can understand them being extremely frustrated not being better than me, but that's life. I'm what the definition of Iwrestling is, It isn't me being cocky, it's sheer fact, you can tell by the wave of debris I've left behind me. And as shown, I don't care what howdy doody show you think you're running, if you step on my toes, I'm gonna slap the fucking taste out of your mouth. But then low and behold, the greatest opprotunity of a life time slapped me on the top of the head instead. Destructive Wrestling Association, one of the highest held attractions coming to the sports entertainment world. So I jumped ship, sure did, and for the obvious reason, It's a promotion that matters. Equal Opprotunity, and not a dictatorship, haven't seen one of those in a while. After negotiations with management, I have agreed to be a huge pillar in the run of DWA. And now this is where it begins, tonight, the new image, the new fed, the new reign! Commentator 1: Ladies and Gentlemen thank you for tuning in for this DWA broadcast. You can tell by the screams, chants and cheers tonight is going to be one to remember as Destructive Wrestling takes the hearts and attention of everyone in attendance and those watching at home! Already a huge line up of talent in this frankenstein promotion, it's a new start and run for many of the superstars and divas here tonight! I can't wait, and also I can't hear myself talk!!! These fans are pumped! Commentator 2: Indeed it will be a night to remember (name of Commentator). And not hearing yourself is a blessing in itself, why do I need a commentating partner? I can do this on my own!! Jokes aside, I will be anticipating debuts and contract signings like a kid waiting for santa clause on Christmas eve! I'm stoked! The crowd is frantic and in a frenzy. They all are hyped up its a wonder that the stadium can hold all the excitement and sound. The ring is red with a black table centered in the middle of it. A blank contract lays lone on the table with a red and gold pen placed on top of it. It's got alot of the fans on edge and they wouldn't have to wait long. " Bawitdaba " by Kid Rock hit's the P.A. system, Jamie's tron rolls along with the beat as a smog floods out of the entry area and over the stage slowly as the Red and Grey strobes flicker all along the arena, Jamie appears in the corridor with his black trademarked red Pit bull logo shirt, along with black sweat pants and DG shades attired. A huge roar of approval is thrown his way as a grin spreads across his tanned face. His hands placed on his hips, he rubs his chin with his right hand and proceeds to make his entrance. The barricades are draped with ' Peirce for President ' and various signs homemade by fans. Paying no mind however he just approaches the ring climbing the steps and scaling the edge of the canvas he enters between the top and middle rope walking to the nearest turnbuckle and hoists himself up to the second pad standing up slowly raising his arms high in the air with his tightened flex taunt as he brings his arms back down. He points out to the fans pumping them up even more. Commentator 2: And as announced on the creation of DWA, all rumors have been answered. The Prodigal Pitbull is in effect now! Exclusively a DWA superstar! And it happens with a simple signature here tonight! Jamie looks at the table and then over to a stagehand who stands on the mats below and outside with an outstretched arm and clenched hand wrapped around a microphone. Jamie walks over and leans over the top rope snagging the microphone and returns to the center of the ring taking a few moments to collect himself. Finally bringing the microphone to his mouth he begins. Jamie Peirce: " You know I'm sure a lot of you are aware that the first show will indeed be a pay per view. And a tournament of the entire roster included in various matches throughout the entire title scheme. So I'll be getting into that as well as the signing of this contract here in a minute. I've caught a few of the guys and gals in the back and I can honestly say I've received a great reaction and a warm welcome. Then again a few that didn't have the same to offer, but you guys are the best by far. It's a pleasure to be here in D...Dubya..A. At this time I want to address two guys that have already made their mark here and have their goals set. Firstly, Alexander King. Wow, really bro? Lemme make something perfectly clear. That was E2, this is DWA, and for someone with the last name King to bash on the Kingdom is completely hypocritical of you. But maybe you're just trying to throw dirt on the name that gave you inspiration for your stage name, did you really come up with that name all by yourself partner? Sure you didn't have a little help from uh..*Clears his Throat*..Yours truly? I think we have an understanding however, your determined to add a title to your history since you just started your run and I respect that. But speaking of respect, it's best to realize who you need to poke, and the big dog that just doesn't need to be fucked with. I'm the big dog. And though you ran your mouth it's to no advantage of yours. This here Alexander is the Superbowl of wrestling coming up, and I'm the winning team. I can assure you I won't be leaving without that gold around my waist. I know what it's like, and how to carry that. That's something you wouldn't understand, you'd buckle under the pressure boss, and that's a simple fact. So when the match bell rings, I'll cut you a break and eliminate you first so you can go back and restrategize your game plan there guy. What the hell are you thinking about bro? I'm a pro in this game, this is MY game, and its obvious I'm the winning factor. So there isn't really any need for anyone to show up for the world heavyweight championship match. They've already made a title plate with my name on it, sorry fellas, your efforts may prove to be valiant, your goals will be broken, nothing more than a failed attempt to be a paper champion. Me, that can't and won't happen. You put my name on anything and its an instant success. So Alexander, you best start feeling chills and goosebumps whenever you hear my name, because when I plaster you on that mat, you'll have to fight the fear of sleeping simply to avoid seeing the nightmare known as Jamie...Peirce..." Jamie begins to walk around the ring not moving the microphone away from his mouth. The crowd cheers in approval and satisfaction of the determined Jamie Peirce. He readjusts his shades with his free hand before resuming his segment. Jamie Peirce:"Now moving onto the other jackass, Michael Harris. Is it just me or does this guy resemble an asshole with feet? I mean I thought I was cocky, but I think I may have a heir to the throne. Michael you don't fool me with your slick jokes, and cunning put downs, you hide behind the words you so fluently let leak through your lips. And to be honest, with all that shit you talked in your promo I'm surprised we have any fans left. Somebody open a window, cause that bullshit stinks! Do us all a favor and pull your bottom lip over your head and swallow. I guess for some of you people being an asshole is in fact satisfactory, but as for me it makes you a huge target. Steroid jokes? Was that the best you could come up with for me Michael? I mean damn, and to think I thought you were going to be terrible. However low and behold you amazed me by sinking to lower standards in being completely lousy. Coming from a person who rambled on about doing research on people, and then having the audacity to say the past doesn't matter. What the hell did you do the research for then? Did it make you feel a bit more content Harris? Or maybe your a fan who has a stalking issue? I don't know but It didn't make sense to me, only one thing does. Perfection of Talent. And I have done it. So while you were twiddling your fucking thumbs waiting on an indy promotion to give you a little ring ding for a dark match, I was headlining, winning, and making the biggest mark in this damn sport. And the same thing is going to happen here in DWA, starting with you. I don't think I need to put too much emphasis on you, you already have shown your colors, so continue being completely full of hot air, and blowing smoke up all our asses. Come Start of Destruction, I will welcome you into the mind of a maniac. And the real DWA World Heavyweight Champion. And the list goes on, but my name is indeed in bold font while the rest are regular. I stand out as the REAL superstar, the REAL champion, the REAL DEAL. And that is exactly why whisper contacted me about this promotion, she needed someone who could carry the name, and I'll do just that. Come Start of Destruction, I'm going to pick the world up, and drop it on all your fucking heads!" Jamie laughs a bit as he lowers the mic for a few moments soaking in the huge boom he receives after he concludes his beginning speech. He walks over to the DWA contract and grabs it looking at it for a while he raises the microphone back to his mouth. Jamie Peirce:" I want all you superstars in the back to take a good look at this. And actually realize what it is. It isn't a DWA contract. It's a contract of your first and last world heavyweight champion here. It signifies that once I sign this DWA will forever have a stunning champion in its run. I don't need to explain why, greatness speaks for itself. So do all the ass showing you want. It won't make a damn bit of difference. And to be honest it doesn't stop with the world heavyweight championship. I will be the greatest champion in DWA history by obtaining them all in unison. I'm not chomping at the bit to prove I still have it, I'm eager to prove I never lost it! Whatever title I hold it gains prestige and it shines with whatever glory I leave it with. I am a world heavyweight titan and I don't fail to impress day in and day out. But in all reality, this isn't about the titles as much as it's about proving I'm the best in this federation. And it all starts with this signature, this signing, right now." Jamie sets the microphone on the table along with the contract as he picks the pen up and signs his name slowly on the dotted line. The crowd loudly echoes throughout the arena with Jamie's name as he sets the pen back down on top of the contract. He picks the microphone back up and returns it towards his lips. Jamie Peirce:" Destruction Wrestling Association will NEVER be the same. Don't be discouraged, feel blessed you are even fortunate enough to be in the ring with me guys. You might learn something. So pay real close attention, well it's so blatant you don't really need to give it undivided attention. So if you feel like your backs are against the wall just know this...They are. I won't ever stop, and I live by two rules, win and bar none. In this race I will make it evident that I am the leader. Step up, and get knocked back into place. The Peirce era continues full force not ever missing a beat! ( So far 2087 ) |
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