The Spinal Reamains Want gold

Joined : 01 Aug 2008 Posts : 41

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YGR Fiendz Vampiro and The Manager make there way to the ring

The Manager: Well guess who showwed up to the Impact zone that's right the Spinal Remains and we are running the show now. We took out sting we took out MMJ and we took out the Lionman. Now the higher power wants gold around are waist. So War gods Get out here and give us are title shot. Or do The Spinal Remains have to come back there and take it?

Joined : 03 Jul 2008 Posts : 70 Location : Germany

Out comes CG Arsch carrying a microphone with him.

CG: What a nice summit I see here, here, HERE!!!!!
Fiendz, who not even dares to talk himself. Yankee Grim Reaper, who come here as world champion and far from any gold as anyone else. Vampiro, who had not won a match in ages and last but not least a creepy little manager bitch who has to do your talking since the rest of you obviously lack the ability.
Nice, isn’t it?
You talk of higher powers? Whatever your „higher power“ is supposed to be it will vanish once confronted with the gleaming and immortal power of the omnipotent wargods. You want a little shot? I have one question for you, one simple but illuminating question.
ARRRREEEEE YOOOOOOOU DEEEEAAAAD YEEEEEET??????

(the crowd is running wild)

CG: You think taking out Sting, MMJ or the Lionman proves you worthy to deserve a title shot? You think running your mouth about how you take over the show proves you are in the picture?
I tell you what you deserve: You deserve a hell of a beating and hell of a beating you will get.
Thus it is spoken, this is will be, be, BE(E)!!!

Joined : 05 Jul 2008 Posts : 64 Location : Croatia

After CG´s speech, Ragnar joins him on the ramp.

Ragnar: CG, what the hell is that in the ring? Since we got these belts, I expected opponents worthy of our attention to come after us...And what did we get? A circus freakshow. You should all be spurned like a pack of diseased dogs. However...we will grant you a match. Wargods demand a sacrifice in blood and your blood, as tainted and foul as it is, will have to serve. When all this ends, we will have someone to pick up your remains...or better yet, we will just leave you to the crows, as you deserve nothing better. And you, little man, you who dare to babble about higher powers. There indeed are higher powers here, and their chosen ones already do have gold around their waists. That`s how it is, and that`s how it will be. And there is nothing you or anybody else can do about it.

(OOC - if we win, i will try to get a hold of the manager and throw him into the ring, and one of us, probably the one who did not get a pin, will deliver a finisher to him)