Operation:Legend Killer

[klockwerk]

"Did my time by Korn" plays over the arena. Smoke fills the entrance area. "Thrilla Sydal" Kyle Krazed emerges from the smoke. Kyle walks to the ring and grabs a mic from the ring crew.

Kyle:As of late I have committed to change. I've changed my way of thinking,my way of life and a few physical changes. We need change in our lives in order to grow. Ocw needs change. Things have slowly changed recently. For years the so called legends kept the titles between themselves. While the younger generation of OCW got overlooked when it came to title shots. The younger generation were overlooked when it came to being in the spot light. Now I by no means encourage not paying dues. I by no means encourage not having to prove yourself. The guys who did prove themselves got shuffled around in backstage politics. Its been recent dissension between the so called legends of Ocw and the new breed of Ocw. To protect the precious legends that beef got downplayed. I mean damn the Ocw World champion is Frank Stone a rookie and he still doesn't get the respect he deserves. By no means do I like the guy but I respect him. Just so every things clear...bang bang..this is so much a shoot. So if you are sick and tired of being overlooked and under appreciated and ready to dethrone the uncrowned kings of Ocw, come and join the fight.

(Tag to whoever)

[d]

*Suddenly, I'm a King by T.I. hits the arena speakers as a huge wall of flames shoot from the entrance ramp. D walks from the back with a mic in hand. He get's a good pop from the crowd and they start chanting his name.*

D: So Kyle, you rounding up a bunch of people to take down the legends? A group of people who are sick of being simply pushed to the back of the line when it comes to title shots? Well look no further! You want to start a war with the legends? Well consider it started. Me, you, and whoever else feels the same way will pick them off one by one. Also, I agree with what you say about Stone. At first I thought it was a fluke that he won the title, but now he's earned my respect by holding on to it, even if I don't particularly like the guy. But that's just one success story of a rookie getting a title shot. No one gave him any help getting to the top, he made his own path and took the gold. After we get done he won't be the only rookie getting respect around here!

*With this last statement D walks to the ring to shake Kyle's hand as the crowd roars with aproval.*

[stephenbutler]

D and Kyle are in the ring as "Hey Ya" by Outkast blares over the arena. Stephen Butler heads to the ring with a smirk on his face. He walks down the ramp and into the ring. He goes face-to-face with D.

Stephen: So D. I see you're out here. A transitional Tag Team champion. A man who I beat in a Steel Cage match a while ago. A man who was a member of Team Gargoyle. I can see that this man here has more respect in the locker rooms than I do. D, we've never liked each other, but we are both out here for the same cause. To earn our respect by taking OCW by storm.

Stephen holds his hand out for D. D reluctantly shakes it.

I am totally supporting Kyle, D and anyone else who decides to join this stable. I have been pushed around long enough. All of those so called "Legends" backstage all think that I'm just some punk. Some talentless loser hoping that some of the legend in them will rub off on me. That's is the biggest pile of Bullshit I have ever heard. All you mindless fucks back there will get to know me, but you'll be wishing that you got to know me before. Last year, I was a rookie. A rookie hoping to live out my dream of being an OCW superstar. But, alas. No-one decided to help me, befriend me, anything. These acts of mistreatment left me scarred. So I quit, I quit my dreams and went back home.

Stephen stares at the crowd.

Stephen: I never thought I'd be back, but when I was given a second chance, I took it. I returned to the OCW locker rooms, back to the ring I'd bled, wept and left my sweat in. And this run was better, I won more matches, I even earned myself a title shot. But did any of those "legends" congradulate me? NO. They all just walk past, not looking at me. But now it all changes. Get ready, because we are the rookies, the New Breed, the Legend Killers.

Stephen stands on all four turnbuckles, waiting for anymore members, having a chat with Kyle.

[Tristan]

Suddenly from nowhere "Nitro" by the Offspring plays over the PA and Renegade steps out.

He walks to the ring and climbs in and is handed a mic by Kyle Krazed.

Renegade: "So......you guys think your legend killers do you?? You know ther is one man around here that claims hes a "Legend" that man is my tag team partner Mr Johnny Grey. Now a lot of you may have seen that at the PPV my "partner" left me to get pinned costing us our shot at those tag belts. I have come so far in such a short time and i so nearly had my hands on some gold and i didnt make it.......because of you Johnny!!! And you know why we didnt win Johnny??? Well maybe its because you arnt good enough?? Well Johnny?? How about next week its you vs me in a Tables Ladders Chairs match and we will see how good you are and if i am worthy to be a "Legend Killer".....

Renegade drops the mic and walks out obviously unhappy.....

[frankstone]

"killing you Now " hits the P.A. system as the arena goes dark with the crimson strobe lights as Frank Stone walks out from the Tunnel holding the world belt over his shoulder. He strolls to the ring also holding a bag in his left hand. Walking up the stairs sliding through the robes setting down the bag and pulling a mic from his jacket he begins to speak.

Stone: " So looking around here and listenign in the back atleast one thing hold true ... you all seem to understand talent and respect. did everyone think I was a fluke damn straight they did no one ever thought that a guy who was 5'11'' and 235 would beat banes big super heavy weight ass 3 times in a row but I'll be god damned if I didn't. and and war of the Worlds I defended against the pyro tech and still am the champ . Period point blank the legends have looked over the new blood to damned long ... "

Frank waits letting the crowd pop.

Stone: " Now I am not loyal to any faction but Team gargoyle we all know that. But you all have came to frank stone at a cusp of my career , to good to be called a rookie and to green to be a legend. Kind of like when you are 14 and in the basement with your girlfriend to old to get tit and to young to get ass. "

Walking over to the bag and opening pulling out a book .

Stone: " So to move this forward I have brought all of you a copy of the new yorks number 3 best seller in non fiction one thousand DDTs to success"

:: stone steps back and slides out of the ring begining to walk up the ramp.

[Werwulf]

*As Stone proceeds up the ramp, the lights flicker and a music box melody, slightly out of tune and winding down, begins to play lightly through the arena. Red lights begin to flicker on and off and as Stone and those in the ring look around, all suddenly goes black. The music box melody warps, goes to static, then distorts to a hellacious wail of terror, followed by silence. The arena, still pitch black, is slowly filled with the sound childrens laughter, getting progressively louder, and a young girls voice speaks.*

[glow=green,2,300]It is said that the sleep of reason produces monsters, that fantasy abandoned by sanity brings forth creatures of nightmare. For most, the horrors of their sleeping hours cannot follow them into the waking world; yet some are haunted by them even long after the veils of sleep have parted.
For one man, those horrors drug him into a twisting nether, one of pain and torment not even dreams could contain. Now, the once great Legend is now a mere shadow, forced up from the depths seeking lost fame. This fallen angel of woe once more graces a land he once called home. His spirit yearns for that which he foolishly let slip. The malice and hate builds, ever shifting, making him more and more a monster from his nightmares...
Let those who walk this wakening world take heed, for the number has come, 6...6...6...the beast comes for thee....the Werwulf has freed from the dream.....[/glow]

*As the voice trails off an image can be seen on the monitors...

and though it stays only a moment, its daunting presence is made known through out the arena. As the image slowly fades to black, a pair of blood red eyes flash across the monitor and the arena comes back to reality, leaving all those who witnessed solemn...*

[stephenbutler]

OOC-Nice promo.

[klockwerk]

Kyle Krazed:Well all I have to say is you either part of the solution or part of the problem. The Ocw powers that be will pull every trick in the world to censor our revolution. You could either swallow your pride and put up with the blatant disrespect or fight the power. Kyle pounds his fist on his chest.