BD: And we're back on Inferno, and we're ready to begin tonights festivities!
PK: OH HERE WE GO! It's time for some SWEET JONES!!
BD: You know, you REALLY need to calm down with that; it sounds like you have some strange infatuation with the man.
PK: What can I say? Sweet Jones is gonna be a star! He should really partner with SAM, otherwise he may provide some competition to them where the ladies are concerned.
Jason: From Las Vegas, Nevada, it's SWEET JONES!!!!!!!!!!!!
*Jones walks out with two new girls by his side and a huge cocky smirk. He makes his way to the ring and grabs a mic*
Jones: Do I get my Ignition Title shot now? I sure as hell deserve it!
*Crowd Boos Loudly*
Jones: Just last week I single handedly defeated not one but two wrestlers in the same night! Neither of them ever really had a chance- I mean Johnny Rose is average at best, and Mint Berry Crunch is one of the most laughable wrestlers of all time! My win last week cemented my place as number one contender to the Ignition Title, so there's really no need for any more matches or discussion- obviously there is no one on my level!
*Crowd Boos Louder*
Jones: I'm on an undefeated streak, and when I take the Ignition Title off of the current, undeserving champion, I'm never losing. There is not a single person on this roster that poses a threat to me. I am the best wrestler in the world!
*Crowd Boos*
Jones: Ano, I don't see the big deal about you. You're just a creepy goth that is a total misfit in normal society. You don't scare me Doom. You may be big, but I have more skill in my pinkie toe than you have in your entire disgustingly deformed body.
*Crowd Chants, "Jones Sucks! Jones Sucks!"*
Jones: Funny you feel that way, considering I'm one hundred times better than any of you ever could be!
*Crowd Is Going Crazy*
Jones: So come on, there's no need to drag this out any longer- someone come out here and announce me as the number one contender all ready! There's no point in delaying this any further, I am the only man with the right to a title shot!
*Crowd Boos as Jones lays atop the turnbuckle, awaiting an answer*
Jason: And from MEXICO AND JAPAN, HERE COMES MIKE HAWK!
PK: What is this Tony Hawk rip-off doing out here?
BD: Hopefully out here to take Jones down a peg on the cocky pole.
PK: You're just mad Jones has starpower and Hawk is just a nobody. Get with the program, the very SWEET program.
*Mike Hawk slides into the ring, to a, for the most part, silent crowd*
Hawk: Hold on a second Jones. I was in the back and everytime you were running your mouth, I just wanted to leave. It is the same thing with you week after week and I know I am new here but I am surprise no one has come out here to shut you up. I am not here for a title shot because I haven't done enough to earn one, but ending your little rant should put me on track for one soon. Now, unless you're a bit too scared to face a new guy, I say you get your game face on, and get a referee; so I can show you, exactly, how green I am, and how worthless you are. What's wrong, Jones? Afraid the ladies won't like you after I beat you in the middle of the ring? Wouldn't be to 'sweet' now would it? Don't bother, I got you, Jones.
*Mike waves a referee down, motioning for him to come to the ring and start the match*
Jones(Kruger) vs Hawk(Woods)
PK: And the future ladies man of the year strikes! Sweet Jones seems to have found his groove!
BD: About time, he still has nothing on SAM, however.
PK: In due time, grasshoppa, he will be there with them -- perhaps a stable of ladies men, kicking ass, and taking their victims women as the spoils of war, so to speak.
PK: OH HERE WE GO! It's time for some SWEET JONES!!
BD: You know, you REALLY need to calm down with that; it sounds like you have some strange infatuation with the man.
PK: What can I say? Sweet Jones is gonna be a star! He should really partner with SAM, otherwise he may provide some competition to them where the ladies are concerned.
Jason: From Las Vegas, Nevada, it's SWEET JONES!!!!!!!!!!!!
*Jones walks out with two new girls by his side and a huge cocky smirk. He makes his way to the ring and grabs a mic*
Jones: Do I get my Ignition Title shot now? I sure as hell deserve it!
*Crowd Boos Loudly*
Jones: Just last week I single handedly defeated not one but two wrestlers in the same night! Neither of them ever really had a chance- I mean Johnny Rose is average at best, and Mint Berry Crunch is one of the most laughable wrestlers of all time! My win last week cemented my place as number one contender to the Ignition Title, so there's really no need for any more matches or discussion- obviously there is no one on my level!
*Crowd Boos Louder*
Jones: I'm on an undefeated streak, and when I take the Ignition Title off of the current, undeserving champion, I'm never losing. There is not a single person on this roster that poses a threat to me. I am the best wrestler in the world!
*Crowd Boos*
Jones: Ano, I don't see the big deal about you. You're just a creepy goth that is a total misfit in normal society. You don't scare me Doom. You may be big, but I have more skill in my pinkie toe than you have in your entire disgustingly deformed body.
*Crowd Chants, "Jones Sucks! Jones Sucks!"*
Jones: Funny you feel that way, considering I'm one hundred times better than any of you ever could be!
*Crowd Is Going Crazy*
Jones: So come on, there's no need to drag this out any longer- someone come out here and announce me as the number one contender all ready! There's no point in delaying this any further, I am the only man with the right to a title shot!
*Crowd Boos as Jones lays atop the turnbuckle, awaiting an answer*
Jason: And from MEXICO AND JAPAN, HERE COMES MIKE HAWK!
PK: What is this Tony Hawk rip-off doing out here?
BD: Hopefully out here to take Jones down a peg on the cocky pole.
PK: You're just mad Jones has starpower and Hawk is just a nobody. Get with the program, the very SWEET program.
*Mike Hawk slides into the ring, to a, for the most part, silent crowd*
Hawk: Hold on a second Jones. I was in the back and everytime you were running your mouth, I just wanted to leave. It is the same thing with you week after week and I know I am new here but I am surprise no one has come out here to shut you up. I am not here for a title shot because I haven't done enough to earn one, but ending your little rant should put me on track for one soon. Now, unless you're a bit too scared to face a new guy, I say you get your game face on, and get a referee; so I can show you, exactly, how green I am, and how worthless you are. What's wrong, Jones? Afraid the ladies won't like you after I beat you in the middle of the ring? Wouldn't be to 'sweet' now would it? Don't bother, I got you, Jones.
*Mike waves a referee down, motioning for him to come to the ring and start the match*
Jones(Kruger) vs Hawk(Woods)
PK: And the future ladies man of the year strikes! Sweet Jones seems to have found his groove!
BD: About time, he still has nothing on SAM, however.
PK: In due time, grasshoppa, he will be there with them -- perhaps a stable of ladies men, kicking ass, and taking their victims women as the spoils of war, so to speak.


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