Post by xcaliber on Nov 11, 2006 7:40:38 GMT -5
X-Caliber is seen walking into the OCW arena where Overdrive is set to take place. Upon walking in after rehabing his sprained knee, he glances to the right and notices a paper on his locker room door. A notice, to let X-Caliber know that tonight would be his night. His chances for the US Championship have finally come full circle. He notices the cameras and smirks as he rips the paper off the door. He crumples it up and tosses it aside before stepping into his locker room and immediately tossing down his duffle bag.[/color]
X-Caliber: Finally ... after spraining my knee the night of the previous PPV, I FINALLY .... get my United States title shot. Chupa seemed to slip in under the radar and steal MY championship from Monn Joogra. Then what happens the next event. While I'm awaiting the rumble, and I see him job to some bonehead named Bane. But that wasn't the only shocker of the night.
X-Caliber pauses and turns suddenly when he hears a knock at the door. After he reaches over to the knob and opens it, its Sylas, they exchange a arrogant handshake as X-Caliber continues to speak.
X-Caliber: Frank Stone ... this dummy ... MY FOOT NEVER TOUCHED THE FLOOR when I was eliminated! This is an outrage ... I was sitting on the edge of perfection, only to get CHEATED out of a win against the person I proved not on my level in my DEBUT match of all things. Sylas, you know I should be fighting this blockhead Vince Taylor. Everyone knows what would happen in that match-up anyways. But I can see the officals being PAID OFF by Mr. Money, Mr. Vince Taylor. Why you ask? He knows that any other person in that rumble would've beaten him with ease for that Championship. So he rigs it, so that he gets the weakest, most pathetic opponent to defend against, Frank Stone. You both should set your security measures on high alert. X-Caliber is gunning for you two cheaters. I've always been one to rather wrestle fairly, than result to the cheap tactics. But if you wanna go outside the lines than this is what I have in mind. I propose ... X-Caliber vs. Winner of Frank Stone and Vince Taylor ... for the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP. I curious as too how much money Vince has given out to other wrestlers to lay down. The results of this match shouldn't shock anyone ...
X-Caliber pauses and quickly walks back out to the hallway and picks up the crumpled piece of paper. He uncrumples it and tries to straighten it out as best as possible. He grips it with one hand and holds it up towards the camera beside him.[/color]
X-Caliber: I'm aware, this little paper tells me I'm fighting Bane and the United States Championship will be on the line. That's all fine and dandy ... reward me for getting screwed by Vince Taylor's bankroll. After I was inches away from grabbing what is REALLY important, a US title shot ... feels like almost like a slap in the face and especially when I gotta go up against this Frankenstien ... Bane.
X-Caliber shuffles through his duffle bag and pulls out a bottle of water. He takes a sip of it closes the cap before continuing to speak.
X-Caliber: If I do leave with the United States Championship, dont think I'll be some wimp with it. I'll even go as far as making it a DOUBLE TITLE MATCH. Winner take all. Just to prove you don't screw X-Caliber more than once without getting screwed back. X-Caliber doesnt fail to disappoint the diehard fans, and I know what they want ... they know what they want ... they want OCW to be represented by someone of my stature of my class and my talent. Every other wrestler that isn't standing in this locker room right now is just SECOND RATE!
X-Caliber turns to Sylas who is standing alongside him as well. He smirks as X-Caliber crumples the match notice up and grips it in his hand. He shakes his head out of frustration as Sylas picks up.
Sylas Styles: Dont sweat it man ... you speak the truth and everyone that has the smallest fragment of a brain knows that. I just got one question for ya X ...
X-Caliber: Shoot ...
Sylas Styles: Who the hell is Kyle Nobbs?
X-Caliber and Sylas begin laughing as the camera fades to black.
X-Caliber: Finally ... after spraining my knee the night of the previous PPV, I FINALLY .... get my United States title shot. Chupa seemed to slip in under the radar and steal MY championship from Monn Joogra. Then what happens the next event. While I'm awaiting the rumble, and I see him job to some bonehead named Bane. But that wasn't the only shocker of the night.
X-Caliber pauses and turns suddenly when he hears a knock at the door. After he reaches over to the knob and opens it, its Sylas, they exchange a arrogant handshake as X-Caliber continues to speak.
X-Caliber: Frank Stone ... this dummy ... MY FOOT NEVER TOUCHED THE FLOOR when I was eliminated! This is an outrage ... I was sitting on the edge of perfection, only to get CHEATED out of a win against the person I proved not on my level in my DEBUT match of all things. Sylas, you know I should be fighting this blockhead Vince Taylor. Everyone knows what would happen in that match-up anyways. But I can see the officals being PAID OFF by Mr. Money, Mr. Vince Taylor. Why you ask? He knows that any other person in that rumble would've beaten him with ease for that Championship. So he rigs it, so that he gets the weakest, most pathetic opponent to defend against, Frank Stone. You both should set your security measures on high alert. X-Caliber is gunning for you two cheaters. I've always been one to rather wrestle fairly, than result to the cheap tactics. But if you wanna go outside the lines than this is what I have in mind. I propose ... X-Caliber vs. Winner of Frank Stone and Vince Taylor ... for the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP. I curious as too how much money Vince has given out to other wrestlers to lay down. The results of this match shouldn't shock anyone ...
X-Caliber pauses and quickly walks back out to the hallway and picks up the crumpled piece of paper. He uncrumples it and tries to straighten it out as best as possible. He grips it with one hand and holds it up towards the camera beside him.[/color]
X-Caliber: I'm aware, this little paper tells me I'm fighting Bane and the United States Championship will be on the line. That's all fine and dandy ... reward me for getting screwed by Vince Taylor's bankroll. After I was inches away from grabbing what is REALLY important, a US title shot ... feels like almost like a slap in the face and especially when I gotta go up against this Frankenstien ... Bane.
X-Caliber shuffles through his duffle bag and pulls out a bottle of water. He takes a sip of it closes the cap before continuing to speak.
X-Caliber: If I do leave with the United States Championship, dont think I'll be some wimp with it. I'll even go as far as making it a DOUBLE TITLE MATCH. Winner take all. Just to prove you don't screw X-Caliber more than once without getting screwed back. X-Caliber doesnt fail to disappoint the diehard fans, and I know what they want ... they know what they want ... they want OCW to be represented by someone of my stature of my class and my talent. Every other wrestler that isn't standing in this locker room right now is just SECOND RATE!
X-Caliber turns to Sylas who is standing alongside him as well. He smirks as X-Caliber crumples the match notice up and grips it in his hand. He shakes his head out of frustration as Sylas picks up.
Sylas Styles: Dont sweat it man ... you speak the truth and everyone that has the smallest fragment of a brain knows that. I just got one question for ya X ...
X-Caliber: Shoot ...
Sylas Styles: Who the hell is Kyle Nobbs?
X-Caliber and Sylas begin laughing as the camera fades to black.
