Black Moon dissatisfied!!

[Flintstone Kid]

The lights go thermo and "Murder, murder" by Juelz Santana blares thru the arena.....Black Moon steps out from behind the curtain and walks slowly to the stage.

As he climbs in, he grabs a mic and begins.......

BM: You all know...that I have not been back in OCW long, but I have had an ok return. But The Fear Foundation is not being taken seriously....

The crowd pops in agreement......

Black Moon: The Fear Foundation is the best faction I have been a part of, and no one respects us....and I blame PAIN!!!!!

The crowd, surprised, begins to boo Black Moon.

BM: Oh, I speak the truth. Pain is a shadow of his former self, just like a lot of other so-called legends in this federation. Look at Sylas Styles.....Look at The Rage...and where the hell is Teabag? As you can see, the legends need to retire...It's time for the new blood to take OCW to where it belongs!!! Pain...you are weak...weaker than you have ever been.....So I hereby decide to leave the Fear Foundation for lack of appropriate leadership.

The crowd looks a little confused.......

BM: It means our leader sucks!!! Have you people learned english yet, or do you just talk Backwood speech??

The crowd begins to boo angrily as Black Moon continues.....

Black Moon: Oh..If anybody has a problem with it...they can come out here and see me, but be warned...Your ass will be grass...if you dare step to me!!!

Black moon pauses....."Or My new Partner!!!!!

With that..Black moon laughs as his music hits once more......

[Vice City Juggalo]

[glow=teal,2,300]"Yo yo what the fuck!"
A voice can be heard coming from behind the stage. Out onto the ramp walks DJ Cyanide and the crowd goes beserk! He is pacing back in forth and then stops.

"Did I hear you right Babboon? Did you just say Ghost and Pain were holding you back? Naw man that aint right. Those two cats, they tight. They are icons. You are a cry baby little bitchboy. Wah! My name is Blackmoon and if you didnt know I have a red moon on my chest to prove it...SHUT THE FUCK UP! No one wants to hear that crap.

Ya know, you schooled me at Inferno and Im straight with that you were the better man. What I aint down with is you flapjawing your boys like that. See I know cats like you. They talk real big like, got their boys back till the end, only if the end isnt something that makes them pissy in their panties. You are the type of clone that would run when some real shit went down Im sure.
Now this aint my fight, because your beef is theirs to slaughter but I do want a little rematch from Inferno so what you say a Hardcore Barbrawl just you and me chump?"

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[Flintstone Kid]

Black Moon, obviously pissed stares at Cyanide for a sec before raisng the mic.

BM: Look here Slim Lady, If you want to stick your nose in my business.....Fine!! You want a piece of me, let's do it!

DJ Cyanide is nodding along to the crowds cheers of approval.....

BM: But let's get this straight. Just because you rhyme hardcore, doesnt make you that!! You wouldnt know anything about the streets if you worked for the road commission. But After our little rematch, You gonna know what a street feels like......Layin on your back...Lookin up at a BLACK MOON!!!!!

With that, Black Moon slams the mic down and rubs his hand together, showing his anticipation for the upcoming rematch.