Hello?

Joe, what's goin on?

Not much, just relaxing. It's been hectic the past couple of weeks.

I hear ya. Say, have you seen the card for Bloodline?

No I haven't.

It looks like me and you have have our hands full on this one man.

What do you mean?

Our match is packed, there are 13 entries in a battle royal match, but you wanna know what the catch is? You'll like it as much as I did, when I heard it.

What, what do you mean, our match? I haven't seen the card, remember?

Me, and you, along with 11 other wrestlers are set to fight in a battle royal style match. One of the catches is that you can bring your own weapon, and you know I'm down with that any day of the week. Then the winner gets a shot at any title he wants other than the World, which I don't mind personally either, and they also get a shot at any number one contendership that's open other than the World, so me and you gonna have to fight man.

Well, we have to fight. That kind of sucks.

Yeah it does, but truly I want me and you to kick ass before we fight. We've fought before, and it was nothing but pure hell. Neither of us barely got up, hell I can hardly recall the match. So let's save the energy up, and let's have it be the way it used to be, me and you all the way until the end, and then it will come down mano-y-mano! Judgement vs. Joe Cool, round two man!

Joe then decides to get cocky, only in a joking kind of way.

Round 2? didn't I kick your ass enough in round 1?

I thought I kicked your ass? Like I said man I don't remember much, just winning. remember?

Judgement is laughing as he says this.

It's been a long time waiting man, we've gotten older man, but I know me and you have enough left for one great fight, so let's take it all the way to the end, and then show ASW what they have been wanting to see!

Two undefeated guys in ASW, head to head, one of us has to lose.

It's a hard fact to face, but it has to happen. The odds are stacked even more, cause it's just not me and you. So you have to realize we have to stick together to make sure me and you make it, think about it Joe. We friends and all, but I have to do what I have to do, and you have to do what you have to do, but let's try and stick together til the end man.

Yeah I think we will. One rule though, when it comes down to us, no weapons. Two veterans as good as ourselves shouldn't need them to fight.

I totally agree, we should do it like two real men do it, no weapons. Hell I'm only using weapons to kick the shit outta the others. When it comes down to me and you, it'll be man to man, two veterans, standing face to face with one another, that ring will be center stage of the world.

Good move. Well I suppose I should say some words to my competition...wow I can actually say that this time!

I feel you man. It's been two easy the first three weeks, it's about I get some competition. I gotta get going as well man, need to get some sleep. It's real late. Talk to you later Joe.

Yeah, later.

Joe hangs up the phone and goes to grab his own camera. He gave his personal cameraman some well-deserved time off, so he has to use a less professional one. It still gets the job done, however. He switches it on and then hits record.

So it seems as though at PPV I will have my hands full. Surely my undefeated streak is in peril, is it not? Yeah...right. I may be a little intimidated at the thought of fighting 12 other guys, one of which is my best friend, but it's nothing new. It's just another battle. This time, however, it'll get me closer to a title of my choice, which in turn is going to get me closer to the World Heavyweight Championship. And lots of offense will be dished out. I'm going to guess a lot of it indeed will come at me. And how could it not? It's called an Armageddon match. I say it's another chance for me to show off my talents and this time at the expense of 12 other guys. It's the end of the world for some, for me, it's a way to hold the world in my hands. It's also of sorts a weapon of choice match. Unfortunately, there is no Christopher Walken. For those who have no clue what I'm talking about, you have no class.

So let me rundown each and every one of you assmonkies, because you all deserve it.

The Dominator Fred Sanders: Didn't my brother beat you? Well doesn't much matter, as I will. You may bring up all your many ASW title reigns and note that I don't have any. I suppose to someone like you it could prove to be sound strategy. But then you'd have to see my accolmplishments in more...prestigious feds against much more severe competition. I notice we'll be in your hometown, which means nothing to me. Fans or no fans I'm going to beat you down and win. Although I have a feeling the fans will know me from previous stints I've had in Miami, and will love me. Trust me, I'm not new to the business, just new to ASW. And basically your Demon Drop is...a neckbreaker? You mean to tell me you're going to try and finish me off with a neckbreaker? No, no you won't. Next opponent please.

Rogue Warrior: Oooh with a name like Rogue Warrior you're not going to intimidate me. Won't be able to beat me, either. You and Bane arrived together, correct? You are both a tag team. You two remind me of a duo I used to square off with. I used to have them both in my previous wrestling venture, til I fired them. Of course I know better than to compare you to two others, but if you fight like they do, then I have nothing to worry about do I? Your finisher is better than a neckbreaker at least. Although I've had worse things done to me from the top rope and still survived through the match. NEXT!

K-Wang: What sound does shit makes when it hits the fan? KWANG!

Plague: A plague to this industry maybe. Not an effective one against me. I'm immune. And really, a top rope elbow drop isn't going to do me away, either. NEXT!

Ricky Mullinizzy: I can't even pronounce your last name. Wake me when I should care.

Sergei Zenko: Not even going to waste my time.

The Destroyer: The only thing destroyed will be you. Thank you, drive through.

Zane Duncan: Don't know you, don't care.

Zub Scott: ZUBBY! I kicked your ass once before. It wasn't that hard was it? I blocked your finisher, hit mine. Beat you in like, five minutes.

Bane: Okay you talked some trash. You may be worth mentioning. Of all the things you said about me, which wasn't much, I noticed one in particular. How do my brother GI and I work a match? We have not helped each out once. Or do I need to explain to you as I did Jake Turbulence? You obviously are using the same drugs to get in the state of mind needed for bullshit reasoning. And if I am your specific target, then I feel sorry for you. You're not going to last long in this match if you came after me first. You think I'm overrated, I think I'm not. I am undefeated, a streak that will continue after this match is all said and done. Now what did you mean I never had what it took? Do I know you? Or are you just one of the few who has never ever liked me no matter how much I obviously kick ass. I'll take it as the latter. Then again you may just be a poor misjudge of talent. You said Woodrow Scott was a playa.

Judgement: In the end there will be two. Judgement and Joe Cool. The last time Judgement and I fought, we tore the house down. It wasn't pretty. I was bloodied, we both were battered, he had to escape a cage, and only did so when he passed out and fell outside of it. We battled every inch towards the exit. At the time, we hated each other. Now we are best friends. It's amazing how a battle can bring two people together. But with as much respect as we now have after that match, it's expected. Make no mistake about it. Judgement and I have already vowed to take each and every one of you people out together, as a team. Then, when it's down to the two of us, we are going to fight just like then. Only no weapons. Neither of us need them. We are going to fight each other with our bare hands. Judgement, good luck, may the best man win.

Duality: The most talkative of the bunch. Now it's actually two people. They've seemed to take a hatred for my brother. Now I don't fight my brother's battles, obviously, but now that you've attacked him so much Duality, you've pissed off two very important people in this match you didn't want to. No, I don't have some other guy with my name attacking people who kick my ass. Which is essentially what you have been doing. Let's see. GI loses the match against you, he decides to teach you a lesson. After you get beat down, another guy attacks him. Typically it was two on one. Wow that's great to know you wrestle with honor. Now you think I'll need a gun to take you out? Yeah, right. I don't need a weapon to take ANYONE out. Least of all a coward. It's quite hard to actually have me call you that and know it's true. I can accuse people of this, but never rarely is it actually true. In your case Duality, it truely is. You try to instill fear, but the fact remains Duality...Joe Cool is the man without fear. I have never known fear in my life. And never will. You and your baseball bat can bring it. I know you're good at using a ball bat, but how good are you at wrestling? We'll never know, as I don't think you know how. It's hard to respond to a guy who rambles like he's the second coming of Christ or something. So enough with you.

To all my opponents, I genuinely want to wish you good luck. Even Bane, who seems to have a sour opinion of me. It's going to be quite a ride at PPV. I can guarantee that none of you will defeat me, but good luck all the same. As for my weapon...I am bringing this.

Joe pulls out a singapore cane from underneath his chair.

Oh yeah, been a long time since I used this baby. Hurts like hell, gets the job done. And it will at Bloodline. But hey, I'm not telling you anything, that you don't already know.

Joe turns off the camera and continues to relax as the scene fades out.