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Hittin' The Big Time |
| {The scene
fades in as Jason Makavelli enters the GZW Coliseum. Slung casually over
his shoulder, is the GZW Television Championship Belt, it's gold plates
shimmering and shining, lighting up the scene. He is wearing a GZW
Acceptable Risks promotional t-shirt, and a pair of skateboarding
shorts. He makes his way through the halls, only to be stopped by Mickey
"Mouse" Greer.}
Mouse: Jason! Jason may I get a few words with you for the GZW World? Jason: Why not Mousie? What's the story? Mouse: Well, tomorrow night, in front of the GZW Fans, your fans, you and Sincere go one on one. Sincere is a former World Heavyweight Champion, this match could be that giant step needed for the GiantKiller of GZW to reach the "upper tier"...what kind of prepartions are you taking for the big match? Jason: Preparations? Preparations for a match like this have taken place since the day I was born, the moment Fubu made his debut in eWo, the preparations for such a match were in full swing. I am coming into this match focused, nothing but prepared. This is the big one, it's the barricade between The GiantKiller and Superstardom!!! It's time for me to hit the big time, and a win over Sincere isn't a bad start now is it, Mousie? Mouse: Err..no, but what about the threat of an attack from Sincere's buddies in Bad Influence-anyone from Pimp to Monarch to Deacon Kane to Tate Troublesome himself..does that bother you? Jason: No, it doesn't bother me Mousie, Deacon wants to run on down? That's great..Pimp wants to as well? The more the merrier! Monarch, feel free to come on down, don't forget your.. {Putting on a badly impersonated english accent} tea and crumpets mate!! {Back to normal..} ...And Tate, you don't have to do a thing and you are the worst of them all. You just sit your guilty conscience down over a Cuban Cigar, and watch how people like Smooth have lost everything thanks to you!! Mouse: Sincere has been saying that it is now your time to come off the sidelines, and step into a world of True Champions... {Jason cuts Mouse off, holding up his TV Title...} Jason: True Champions??? You can't get much truer than this right here..the Television Championship. Sincere, perhaps it was an Omen that I won this nifty little title that same fateful night in Hong Kong that your reign of terror, terrorizing fans as the GZW Heavyweight Champion of the world that is, came to an end at the hands of my good friend Magic. But Sincere, this is not Hong Kong, it's not Heatwave, it's not Magic vs. Sincere or Fubu vs. Dameon, it's Jason Makavelli vs. Sincere, non title, the truth is that the flames of the "Jade Dragon" no longer burn like they used to. Mouse: Sincere is trying to psyche you out, telling you that you are not ready to face men such as the Black Hearts, do you think you are? Jason: Well I wasn't ready a while back when I teamed with Union Jack, we were beaten by Monarch of The BlackHearts, and Pimp, both in Bad Influence. But that was then, this is now. As far as the question goes...I guess we will have to see at Manslaughter! Sincere, this mind games make no difference, you can say this, say that, but in the end, you will have to pay the eXtReMe CoNsEqUeNcEs!!!! Listen Mousie I gotta bounce...talk to ya... Mouse: Thanks for the interview Jason! Jason: Don't mention it Mousie... {Jason hurries off in the opposite direction, as the scene fades to black.} |
