a toll glass of "i told you so"...

-As the music hits the crowd erupts in a series of boos, which later turn in a chant - "traiiiiiiitor!" and "baaaackstabber!", the spotlight searches the arena for the new European Champ, but he can't be found for a couple of seconds. Finally, fans at ringside start pointing fingers and the camera catches Fissure crawling out from under the ring, with a bottle or two rolling out with him. He has a cigar stub in one hand, the belt in the other, and a grin on his face, the belt is covered in dirt just like most of his body and he drags it into the ring. He sits on the mat crosses his legs, puts the cigar out on the belt, which makes the crowd erupt in an another round of boos, and asks for a mic. He tries to speak over the noise with a rough voice...-

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Fissure: You are probably wondering...

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-We can barely hear him. And he just smiles and motions with his hands for the crowd to get louder. Then after a while, the he's had enough.-

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Fissure: HEY!!... Shut up... Your champ is speaking here...

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-The crowd gives him a little brake and he continues.-

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Fissure: Alright now, you all are probably wondering where I have been for the lest couple of days and that is kind of a good question, the answer - I don't really remember... After I won my first belt in this company from that sucker... (the crowd gives a little boo) ...yeah, yeah, as I was saying after I got what I came for, I befriended a case of whiskey and spent a few days sailing the rivers of booze in a haze of cigar smoke, ending the journey in the lake of vomit - all you maggots are probably familiar with that general area, don't act like you're not...

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-Again, the fans interrupt him with yells of disapproval, he just gives a little smile and continues.-

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Fissure: Well that being said, I would like to express my surprise at everybody's bewilderment at my success, and the disgust for the way in which I achieved it. My first word in this company were words of warning, but nobody heeded it and this (the taps the belt), me becoming the European Champion is the logical outcome, and probably the best thing that could happen to this belt at the moment, and how fitting that an European would hold it! And as the Carnage tour progresses, the body count will rise with time...



Anyone feel free to interject, and sorry for being absent, but like i said booze, haze and an island with no internet...

Pyros Exlode, 'Kung Foo Fighting' by the Foo Fighters Blasts Across the arena, Fans stand silent, Fissure Cocks his head and looks toward the ramp, The Lights Dim, smoke Covers the stage.

Blake: Who Is this, I never saw this entrance before?

Andrew: Neither have I, Maybe its a New Superstar, whoever it is has a Cool Entrance.

A Wrestler Comes ON to the Stage wearing A Long Striped Headband, Sunglasses, SPiked Hair,White Tiger Wrestling Pants, and A Muscle Tight White T-Shirt, The Wrestler Begins Walking to the ring with a Mic In hand. He steps in the ring, Cimbs the Turnbuckle and raises his arms in the air. Th Crowd stands silent as well does fissure. The Wrestler stops and begins to speak.

Blake: This guy has a wierd get up.

Andrew: Yea, but we dont kow who he is. Were going to find out though.

Wrestler: I think you all know me......

Blake & Andrew: Oh My God It can't be!

Wrestler: Thats right, Its your Former EuroPean Champion Frozen King, Here to cash in my rematch clause RIGHT NOW!!! Some Would say i look rediculous, but its all a joke, one night im wearing this garbage, dont worry u wont see this all, but im keeping the pyros and smoke on he stage, that is cool, Im gonna win my title back, an AMERICAN as the EuroPean Champion. Thats Right, I hate Europeans, There Vile and Disgusting, Just like you Fissure.......(Crowd Boos) So Lets give it up For our Match RIGHT NOW.

Bell rings

FK, i have other plans for the european title so i cant put that in, it would have been fine if fissure was still on Warzone though!

maverick could you enter at this point and hype up your match!

-Fissure stares at the contender while he speaks, and his face becomes more and more twisted with anger. As maverick finishes he looks to his left at the cheering crowd, then to his right and begins his rant.-

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Fissure: Unharmed!!? You misunderstand me, pretender to my championship, I don't want to slip by unharmed, I want you to come at me with all you've got, I want you to fire all guns at once, I want you to harm me... (Takes a little pause and looks up then as he speaks, slowly lowers his head staring at maverick once again) ...I want us to harm each other. I want!!!... I want the skies to rain destruction upon this house of addicts, and the pain... The pain shall set us, both of us free... Free from the bounds of addiction withdrawal, because I see your impatience and the proverbial itch you have, and we shall both know peace in the end. However... after the orgy of torn flesh, shattered bones, and crippled egos - I will be the one walking away still your... (turns to the audience and points to them) ...and all of yours, European champion! So sayeth the Fissure and so shall it be...

is this done? so i can add it to the show...

not sure...will it be to long if do another post...
we can go back a forth for some time, maybe we need someone to send us to our corners,... or just take it like this...

i know what to do