Post by xcaliber on Nov 13, 2006 17:42:57 GMT -5
The cameras flip backstage after the event where X-Caliber is standing by in his locker room with Sylas Styles. X-Caliber, obviously frustrated, can't sit still. Standing up, sitting down, standing up, pacing back and forth, he begins to ball his fists. Sylas tries to calm him down as his head motions towards the camera, alerting X-Caliber they were there.[/color]
X-Caliber: First and foremost, Bane, you pulled out a FLUKE! A gen-uine fluke ... is it me? Or am I having dejavu. Last time this happened, I requested a rematch ... do you have any clue what happened to that pathetic ass? Well, I suggest you go talk to Chaos about that. He knows first hand. He wanted to cheat, so I evened the playing field, and he lost. Now, don't get your Count Chocula undies in a bunch, I ain't gunna level the playing field this time. THIS TIME, I'm just gunna let it slide.
X-Caliber shuts his eyes and extends his arm, almost drawing power from something. He then lets out a sigh of relief. After calming down he continues to speak.[/color]
X-Caliber: That's right. X-Caliber is gunna let it slide. You know why? I have bigger fish to fry then some Twilight Zone reject. Consider this a free pass Bane. And no, I'm not afraid to take you on again ... the fact still stands ... this upcoming week I have bigger fish to fry.
Sylas turns towards his locker and begins shifting through some of his items. After a breif silence X-Caliber smirks and continues to talk.[/color]
X-Caliber: Bigger fish to fry? Now that I think of it, thats the wrong animal for this pussy. VINCE TAYLOR!
X-Caliber and Sylas begin laughing a bit.[/color]
X-Caliber: You know for someone with that much of an ego, it surprises me you wouldn't just attempt to crush me first shot. But I see your logic Mr. Taylor. You want to hype up the championship match that you lose. Good, because if it's one thing we have in common, its the passion for the green. I've turned down plenty of contracts because people didn't wanna fork out the cash for my talent. Regardless, your logic is clear ... I can see it already X-Caliber vs. Vince Taylor, flashing in the bright lights of a jam-packed audience. Picture the ratings ... picture the MONEY to come from that. I mean, the two names on a POSTER, hyping the event, would sell out worldwide. But like I said, I'll play by your little games until you grow the nuts to put the gold on the line. But don't let me try and presuade you because of the money that would rake in ... now get that godamn camera out of my face.
Sylas Styles and X-Caliber begin their own conversations between the two of them as the camera zooms out and focuses on the locker room.
X-Caliber: First and foremost, Bane, you pulled out a FLUKE! A gen-uine fluke ... is it me? Or am I having dejavu. Last time this happened, I requested a rematch ... do you have any clue what happened to that pathetic ass? Well, I suggest you go talk to Chaos about that. He knows first hand. He wanted to cheat, so I evened the playing field, and he lost. Now, don't get your Count Chocula undies in a bunch, I ain't gunna level the playing field this time. THIS TIME, I'm just gunna let it slide.
X-Caliber shuts his eyes and extends his arm, almost drawing power from something. He then lets out a sigh of relief. After calming down he continues to speak.[/color]
X-Caliber: That's right. X-Caliber is gunna let it slide. You know why? I have bigger fish to fry then some Twilight Zone reject. Consider this a free pass Bane. And no, I'm not afraid to take you on again ... the fact still stands ... this upcoming week I have bigger fish to fry.
Sylas turns towards his locker and begins shifting through some of his items. After a breif silence X-Caliber smirks and continues to talk.[/color]
X-Caliber: Bigger fish to fry? Now that I think of it, thats the wrong animal for this pussy. VINCE TAYLOR!
X-Caliber and Sylas begin laughing a bit.[/color]
X-Caliber: You know for someone with that much of an ego, it surprises me you wouldn't just attempt to crush me first shot. But I see your logic Mr. Taylor. You want to hype up the championship match that you lose. Good, because if it's one thing we have in common, its the passion for the green. I've turned down plenty of contracts because people didn't wanna fork out the cash for my talent. Regardless, your logic is clear ... I can see it already X-Caliber vs. Vince Taylor, flashing in the bright lights of a jam-packed audience. Picture the ratings ... picture the MONEY to come from that. I mean, the two names on a POSTER, hyping the event, would sell out worldwide. But like I said, I'll play by your little games until you grow the nuts to put the gold on the line. But don't let me try and presuade you because of the money that would rake in ... now get that godamn camera out of my face.
Sylas Styles and X-Caliber begin their own conversations between the two of them as the camera zooms out and focuses on the locker room.
