Code: Green

[Donzig]

The fans boo as 'Determined' hits, and they jeer as Donzig heads for the ring flanked by his personal enforcer the Icon Brian Shelby. The Hardcore Incarnate scowls at the fans, chewing on his cigar before he climbs into the ring.

He flicks some ashes, then calls for a mic. And then he gestures grandly as Shelby smirks behind him. "Ryan Green doesn't know it yet? But he is already a man out of time, a relic, a man who is already an afterthought."

Donzig paused. "A fucking has been. An also ran."

The fans booed, coming around to Mr. Green since he had been robbed by Donzig and Croc. Donzig shook his head, taking a hit of his cigar. "A week ago, you all cheered for Croc! You all wanted him to end Green's reign, and now you complain? Typical."

Donzig frowned, shaking his head as Shelby nodded. "How fucking typical."

The Hardcore Incarnate paced back and forth, and then he flicked ashes from his cigar. And then he laughed, turning towards the back. "I came out here not to gloat, but to make some announcements concerning my dear friend, Mr. Green."

The fans booed, and Donzig smiled his evil smile. "First of all, Ryan! Your little show of force on Monday? That was a freebie! Because if you lay your hands on me, or any other AWA official before No Love Lost--"

Donzig paused, and then shrugged as the fans booed. "--You will forfeit your rematch against Croc! Do I make myself clear, Ryan?"

The fans were livid, booing as Donzig walked back and forth. He chewed on his cigar, then flicked ashes as he leaned over the ropes facing the back. "But in good news, Green? I have decided that on February 14th? You and I are going to have us a little match!"

The fans exploded, cheering before a Green chant came out. Donzig snorted, walking back and forth before he rolled his shoulders. "And if you win, if you manage to beat me inside this ring? Well, Mr. Green if you pull off that miracle? I will let you decide the stipulations for you and Croc's match!"

Donzig paused, holding up a hand. "But if you lose? Then the choice is Croc's."

The fans were cheering as Donzig walked back and forth, and he shrugged before he flicked his cigar. "And just to make things interesting? Since we are all so loved in this company? Let's make it a Lumberjack match!"

The fans were loving it, cheering as Donzig nodded. And he scowled, rolling his leather clad shoulders as he pointed the cigar at the back. "Green, let me be very clear. I have brought to an end, to a fucking crashing halt the reigns of the last four AWA Champions. Oh, I may not have made the pins! I may not have done the deed, but with my mind? With my power?"

Donzig snapped his fingers. "I have snuffed out their days as Champion like I would a fucking candle. And do you know why?"

Donzig smirked. "Because I fucking could, because not one of them showed me the respect I am due. None of them was fucking worthy of leading this company! And Green?"

Donzig leaned over the ropes, staring at the camera. "You are just another victim to the Donzig Regime, so get fucking used to it."

[Ryan Green]

<>Just Be Good to Green plays out and the guvna slowly turns his attention to the entrance ramp as the former awa world champion walks out onto the stage, mic in hand. The music dims as he starts to speak<>

"since when did you become the 'human suplex machine', Tazz?
'Just another victim, come on guvna, i know your both fat has-beens but even you have to hold yourself in higher regard than the former tag team partner of Spike Dudley?"

<>Green laughs to himself as he walks down the ramp, Donzig is less impressed<>

"now, you just stay standing right there, if you can after i kicked your head in the other night, but i have a few words to say to you so id appreciate it if you remained standing for a little while longer!"

<>Green gets to the steps, climbs them and heads under the top rope, wincing as his aching body shows that it is still not fully healed<>

"firstly, your stupidity continues to shine because if you are giving me even the slightest of chances of getting a say in how i am going to beat your little bitch at No Love Lost, im going to take it. You can bring whoever the hell you want to ringside but on Feb 14th, the most romantic day of the twating year, i am going to fucking slaughter YOU, guv!"

<>Green starts to circle Donzig, and the guvna shows his guts by allowing Green to get out of vision. Once back in sight, eye to eye, Green continues<>

"and you need stop comparing me to your past conquests, i have no interest any former champion that you may have destroyed, i could not give a friggin wank about any of them because they are not me and you, you Donzig have never come up against someone like me. In fact, you know nothing about me and thats your own fault, i offered you the chance to have me as your go to guy, but you chose Croc because your pathetic and stuck in the past.

Im the future, and if you dont like it then i suggest you call the real boss up and give him your thirty days notice!"

[Donzig]

"Stupid enough to bring about your downfall, sunshine." Donzig said brightly, and then he threw back his head with a laugh. A shrill mocking laugh before he tilted his head to stare at Green, and he shook his head.

"Time and time again, you fucking halfwits feel the need to come down here and insult my intelligence." Donzig tsked, and he paced away from Green who was kept under the watchful eye of Shelby.

"But facts are when I came back to AWA I vowed to remake it in my image, and with two unknowns and a former contender like Joel Frost?" Donzig shook his head, waving a hand. "I destroyed the Slam Nation, I brought down the mightiest force in the history of AWA, the New Connection. And then?"

Donzig rolled his leather clad shoulders, staring at Green. "I assumed my rightful place as the boss of AWA. So in the span of two months you became Champion? In the span of two months I became the man who makes or breaks Champions."

Donzig jabbed a finger at Green, eyes narrowed. "And Sunshine, if David Slam hadn't died, if I hadn't lost my temper and crushed Vixen? Then Joel Frost wouldn't have devolped a fucking conscience, and you would still be opening curtains where you fucking belong!"

The fans booed, and Green twitched as Donzig stomped closer. "If Anthony Jordan hadn't became an fucking little emo girl and went back to Mississippi to cry over his ex? Then the aberration of your fucking title reign would have been avoided!"

The fans again booed, and Donzig stepped past Shelby to get in Green's face. "Hell, if Gavin Drake had remembered his fucking place we would not be having this conversation!"

The fans again jeered, and Donzig was eye to eye with Green. "But no, somehow against all odds you won the Championship, frankly I blame Andrews!"

The fans cheered for Andrews, and Donzig scowled. "But then you walked around here and seemed to think you were more powerful then me, better then me! And then you whined and cried, wanting to work with me!"

Donzig snorted. "You fucking coward, you wanted on my good side because then you could go and act like I was scared of you and Cooper! And keep living your little fantasy life! Well, Green, nuh uh! No! Fuck that--"

Donzig laughed, drawing back to pace again. "--You are an aberration, an unforeseen side effect of my master plan! And I abhor a loose end."

Donzig turned, scowling. "And then you act like you are smarter then me?"

Donzig walked forward. "You're not smarter, you're not better, you're not stronger. You are just lucky, and sometimes luck is enough! But Sunshine? Your fucking luck has run out!"

The fans booed, and Green smirked as Donzig continued. "Then you stand here, and act like I should be terrified that you might have some say in your rematch with Croc? You think I care? You think Croc cares?"

The fans were loving it, and against all odds the D-Unit seemed to be coming back as Donzig chuckled. "The fact is? I don't fucking care, because Green? I hold all the fucking cards, and all you hold?"

Donzig tilted his head, then shrugged. "Is one pitiful rematch clause."

[Ryan Green]

<>Green speaks up before Donzig can continue<>

"NO, ALL YOU HOLD IS CROCS DICK IN YOUR HAND YOU PATHETIC, POWER HUNGRY, SHOULD HAVE BEEN LOCKED UP YEARS AGO MOTHER FUCKING WANKER!"

<>the fans are loving it as the man who does not seek their approval appears to be gaining it whether he wants it or not. Donzigs eyes widen as he manages to contain his desire to strike, and also making sure that Shelby remains ready<>

Jesse Ventura
"Oh dear, whats with this guy? One minute i like him and the next minute i hate him, why the hell would he want to test Donzig? Thats it, im settling on the fact that Green is dumb stupid!"

MTMT
"All i heard were words of truth Jesse, nothing wrong with that!"

"And you need to stop worrying about how i got to the top of the mountain and who i fucked over to get there, what you now need to concern yourself with is how i am going to stay here and who am i going to destroy to make sure that happens!
Now im sure you would like me to think that Croc has no reason to care about me or see me as a threat, but your champion is nowhere to be seen because he is running scared.
Maybe he is playing it out like he did last month, lay low for most of it only to strike nearer the time and be given every fucking helping hand in the book to get the job done.
It worked once, it wont work again.
I will be here day in day out until i get the awa world championship back and until i bring you down.
This, Guvna, this is a new game, and new fucking war against a new enemy, reworking your old tricks will not work this time around.
You need to up your game, and so do your followers!"

<>Green lowers the mic and steps back, keeping his eyes on Donzig and Shelby.
Backing up to the ropes, does Green get to leave?<>

[Donzig]

Donzig smiled, and chuckled before he lifted his mic. "Oh, yeah? Green, the first step of one of my games to get inside of my opponent's heads and make them so angry they lose control."

Donzig grinned, shrugging as he walked from the ring. "Gotcha."