calling out the guvna

[Ryan Green]

<>'Just Be Good to Green' is playing and the new No.1 contender for the AWA Undisputed World Championship is half way down the ramp, enroute to the ring. Green has his tag team championship belt around his waist and is dressed in his new t-shirt 'Be Good, Go Green'.
Green climbs the ring steps and makes his way into the ring, being handed a mic as his music fades<>

"I came, i saw and i beat the hell out of all those wankers that were put in front of me, just like i said i would!"

<>this provokes boos from the fans who would have wanted to see someone like DJay or Jake Andrews to take the number one contenders spot<>

"Monday night was a crowning glory for me, i put on a performance that without doubt has made it very very clear that i stand head and shoulders above the rest and that the only step left for me to take is the very last one, the step that sees me winning the AWA Undisputed Championship by defeating Joel Frost!

And that brings me to my reason for being out here. I want the the guvna to join me in this ring and do what is right.
I want Donzig to come out here and make my hardcore match next week with Joel Frost a championship match!
And when i defeat Joel Frost i will gladly give him his rematch at the ppv and retain my newly won undisputed world championship in fine form!

There can be no doubt about it that i have done what the guvnas boys can not do, it is clear for all to see that Anthony Jordans best days are behind him and that i am the man to do the guvnas bidding.

Donzig, give me Joel Frost next week and put the championship on the line and i guarentee i will do exactly what you want me to do to him, i will not drop the ball like Anthony Jordan.

Give me my shot and Joel Frost will be defeated soundly and after the ppv Joel Frost will never show his face in the AWA again! "

[-The Myth- Marcus Cooper]

:::I'm Not Afraid begins to play over the sound system. The fans boo as Green just smiles. Marcus Cooper steps out from backstage wearing his black suit and gold chain. The other half of the AWA Tag Team Titles, draped over his shoulder. He gives a look of hatred to a few fans as he heads to the ring. He walks up the steps and steps thru the ropes and shakes hands with his tag team partner, Green. He gets a mic handed to him thru the ropes as the music comes to an end.:::

-Marcus Cooper-
I just wanted to come out here and congradulate my tag team partner and one half of the AWA Tag team champions on a job well done!

I'LL WAIT!

:::The fans are booing as Cooper lowers the mic and patiently waits for them to get quiet so he can speak. Finally the fans start to settle.:::

-Marcus Cooper-
That's better!

Green has been with us for only a few short months and, in those few short months he has captured the tag team titles with myself and became the number 1 contender to the AWA world title. Now THAT is impressive!

And what's even more impressive people, is the fact that he's going to become the AWA world champion in less than two weeks at Massacre on 34th Street!

Boy do I sure know how to pick amazing partners or what?! I mean, if it wasn't Green taking this oppertunity, then it'd be me! The Myth-Marcus Cooper! But don't think for one second that I'm going to let Green's success get to me. Cause I'm not! We are a unit, we are friends, hell, we have become like family these past few weeks. I'm happy for this man right here and every single one of you should be happy that he's going to destroy that poor excuse for a champion, Frost!

:::This gets major heat from the fans. Cooper is about to continue but is stopped****:::

[Donzig]

'Determined' interrupted the proceedings, and Donzig walked from the back dressed in one of his black power suits. He paused, adjusting his deep red tie before he lifted the mic. "You two need to stop calling me out and making these demands, because you are about to irritate me."

The fans cheered after all, Donzig turning his wrath on Green and Cooper would be some poetic justice. The Hardcore Incarnate adjusted his tie, and he scowled.

"Green, at Massacre on 34th Street! On Decemember 19th, live from New York, on Pay Per View!" Donzig paused, then shrugged. "For $29.95! You will have your chance to de-throne Joel Frost as the AWA World Heavyweight Champion! But not before, and you will just have to deal with it."

Donzig spat. "I am not entertaining the demands of every piece of shit on this so called roster that my father and half brother have assembled! And Joel Frost defends his beloved title when I want, when I demand, not where and when he choses."

Donzig frowned. "And if you don't like it? You can go flip burgers with that motherfucker David Slam!"

Pause.

"The second. Having the first in the kitchen would be unsanitary."

The audience gave a gasp, and Donzig rolled his shoulders. Then he walked back and forth, head tilting as his eyes flicked to Cooper. "Which brings me to Ross Perot's love child, listen Marcus. May I call you Marcus?"

Cooper started to answer, and Donzig slashed his hand cutting him off. "That really wasn't a question, Marcus. Even more then your partner there, the guy with the music? You have crossed the boss."

Donzig paused. "You screwed over Anthony Jordan, you tried to make yourself a name by taking out my Corporate Champion!"

The fans seemed to like that, though some booed as AJ-Mania always ran wild. Donzig grunted, and his eyes narrowed on Cooper. "So Marcus, being a nice guy? I have decided to give you a chance to make a fucking name by beating AJ inside that very ring!"

The fans cheered at that, and Donzig nodded. "And buddy? I hope you are bringing your goddamned A-Game, because if I know Anthony Jordan? He is pissed that some fucking goon hit him with a chair and cost him a chance at the AWA World Heavyweight Title."

The fans again popped, and Donzig shrugged. "Now if either of you have anything to say? Now is the fucking time."

[Ryan Green]

<>thankfully he is only stopped by Green himself, it seems that no one else has the balls to come out and confront the most dominant duo in the AWA.
Green holds up his hand and requests a moment to talk

"Marcu Cooper, you are indeed what us english call a 'true gent', a 'diamond geezer'!
Now i know that some of the shallow minded idiots backstage, and more than likely most of these idiots in the audience are going to try and start some wise cracks about Marcus a Cooper being mates, im sure some pathetic suggestions will be made and some disgusting images will be imagined, but to us that is like water of a ducks back!
We have aligned ourselves with each other for our own individual gain, there is no competition, except possibly healthy sportsmanship.
As Cooper said, if it was not me, then it would have been him, but as long as one of us is in line to become the AWA World Champion then all is right in our world.
You wankers will be waiting and waiting if you think for one second that we are going to turn around and stab each other in the back, there is no need, we both know how good we are and thats all that matters.
Now, when i defeat Joel Frost and become the biggest star in this company, you friggin scummy bastards will be in for a right treat because the first man in line for a shot at greatness will be none other than my mate Marcus Cooper!"

[Donzig]

(I meant my second reply no worries....)

Donzig frowned at the ring, staring at the pair with a twitch of his face. His eyes narrowed, and his hand curled into a fist at his side. Then he shrugged, lifting the mic before he smiled slowly. "Mr. Green, didn't anyone in AWA tell you I hate people defying me? It annoys me, it gets my blood pressure up, I detest people just defying me."

The D-Unit cheers, and the Corporate God tilted his head. "Let me be very fucking clear, let me explain it to you one more fucking time! Because for someone british? You speak very poor English!"

Donzig paused, then roared.

"I am the fucking boss, and I will determine where and when that World Heavyweight Title is defended! Me! Not you, Green! Not you, not Joel Frost, not Horton, not these fucking fans! Me!"

Donzig paused, and then took a deep breath. "And the next person who forgets it? Well, let's just say I will throw them to the fucking lions."

The fans cheered, and Donzig shrugged. "But since it is Christmas and all? I am going to give you what you want, Mr. Green. If, if you win the AWA World Heavyweight Title? You can defend it against Mr. Cooper."

The fans booed, jeering. But Donzig just smiled that evil smile as Green and Cooper clapped each other on the back. Then Donzig shrugged, lifting the mic. "But you see? The one person you could depend on? The guy you could trust? Well, Green? Men will do strange things for the World Heavyweight title."

Donzig paused, shrugging. "Joel Frost? Anthony Jordan? Hell, go watch some tapes and look what I did in the name of the World Heavyweight Title. And you just turned your partner into a fucking enemy! You just painted a target on your back, because now all Cooper has to do is what till Frost kicks the shit out of you, help you win the belt, and fucking swope in for the kill."

Green blinked, and the fans were cheering as Cooper shook his head. And Donzig shrugged, his eyes narrowing. "By the way, gentlemen? Everyone in this company forgets what you both did, after all? I like to walk around covered in blood, and brutally beating people, I enjoy it. But just like everyone else from Croc to Reese, from AJ to Joel Frost, from Voss to Timmy Draven, you forgot something. One little thing."

Donzig paused, and then he lifted the mic. "I am fucking smarter then you, now enjoy the holidays, boys."

[Ryan Green]

er, yeah, your reply was not there when i posted mine!
oh well. not to worry