[GMS's music is interrupted however and cut short, replaced by the noticeable
theme music of The Master Plan. The fans jeering is paused for a moment
before starting up again as they see Tempest make his way out onto the top of
the ramp, pressed cream suit un-creased, microphone in his hand as he looks down
the ramp at GMS, his music fading. He speaks loudly and clear into the
microphone as he faces him.]
Tempest: A very nice a very nice and impressive win there,
Mister Stinger.
[He would pause briefly before continuing.]
Tempest: In fact this is your fifth straight win. Am I
right?
[GMS leans over the ropes, chewing gum as he watches up the ramp.]
Tempest: Now I overheard that you were interested very
interested, in fact, in joining The Master Plan.
[This draws out some real jeers from the audience, the noise nearly taking the
top of the arena off. GMS looks about, grinning, pleased with himself as
he nods up towards Tempest who continues talking.]
Tempest: See, this interests me. Surely, it would be an
excellent move having you along with us. We would benefit greatly from having
someone with such a great record along with us.
[GMS agrees, nodding before taking a step back and outstretching his arms,
gesturing for the fans to look at him as Tempest continues.]
Tempest: So I have a proposition for you.
Sully: A proposition?
[The fans go a little bit quiet as Tempest speaks on after a brief pause.]
Tempest: I want to sign you on over to The Master Plan.
[GMS grins all the more now, leaning back over the ramp, breathing heavily as
medics help Gutter Rat out of the ring. Tempest glances at Gutter Rat and moves
aside to let him through, pulling his jacket out of the way so no sweat gets
onto it from Gutter Rat s prone body before resuming.]
Tempest: Yes. I want to sign you over to The Master Plan.
JP: Oh no.
Sully: No fooling! Yes!
Tempest: IF. If, Mister Stinger, you are able to defeat me
in a one on one. At Nightmare!
[GMS hesitates as he stands there, a frown just marring the smile slightly as he
rubs at his chin. Tempest points a finger upwards as he stands there.]
Tempest: So you just you just think about that one. Think
about it good and hard and let me know as soon as you come up with your answer.
[And as soon as Tempest turns around, GMS is clubbed across the back of the head
by ViperJ who looks down at him, breathing heavily, eyes boggled as he
watches Stinger flounder on the canvas, holding onto his head. This gets a good
reception from the audience.]
JP: Yes! ViperJ exacting a bit of revenge on behalf of
Gutter Rat!
Sully: But but he helped GMS win!
JP: A sudden change of heart and GMS is out of it! That was some hit!
[ViperJ's music hits as he looks down at the fallen GMS, heaving in and out with
breath as he turns to look up towards Tempest who is busy working a stain out of
his cream jacket as he leaves the area. ViperJ spits down at GMS before, to his
music, turning and making his way away.]
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