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[Opponent: 'Pretty' Ricky Stanton] [Match: Singles Match] [Record: Better Than Yours!] //Thoughts Running Through My Head// Omg... UWF knows how to pick my opponents. If my last opponent wasn't delusional enough they give me Ricky Stanton.. whos even more delusional than The Icon. Ricky Stanton thinks i'm a fan of his? Where does he get that stupid idea from? Ricky must be either trippin' of some drugs or just plain ass stupid if you ask me. He thinks I don't deserve a title shot, he thinks I don't deserve to be in the ring with him? What is he.. some kind of wrestling God? I think not Ricky. You have your facts twisted. At Adrenaline I get a little payback, a little revenge because it should be ME facing Marissa Russo at Shockwave.. but don't worry after Shockwave, when i'm through with Stryfe.. I'll be facing whoever the CHAMPION maybe, whether it be Ricky, Marissa, Neekio, Icon, Jessie, Kristian Call, or maybe GBL himself. I don't give a damn because when I finally get back in the ring for that championship.. I will walk away CHAMPION! //Thoughts Running Through My Head// ;;Scene One;; We catch up with Lance Mikes as he is
looking out of the window to his hotel room. He has a slight smirk on his face
and he sees the camera over his shoulder. He doesn't bother to turn around and
look at the camera. He has his left elbow in the palm of his right hand and his
left hand on his cheek as he leans down on the window sill, in his hotel room. Lance pushes himself away from the window sill and pulls a chair away from underneath the table and puts it near the window with hits back against the wall. He sits with his back facing the room and his arms put over the back of the chair, sitting on it backwards. He rests his chin on his arms and the camera outside, over his shoulder and we can see his reflection in the glass. He sighs and carries on speaking. Lance Mikes; Now Ricky. You should count yourself lucky that the upper heads gave you this match with Marissa. The real reason behind it. Well.. Marissa just couldn't handle me against, I mean two matches with me back to back, since she hasn't shown her face since that match. That would be too much for her... so she had the upper heads give you a shot at the title.. so you should really count yourself lucky and try your hardest because this might be your one and only chance Ricky. Ricky.. you don't actually understand how lucky you are to get this shot.. because you know, I know, and the whole fucking world knows that it should be me, 'Yours Truly' Lance Mikes facing Marissa Russo for that UWF Championship at UWFs next PPV, entitled Shockwave. He gets a smirk on his face as he sits looking out of the window. Lance Mikes; Speaking of Shockwaves... At Shockwave this year.. I'm going to send Shockwaves through the UWF not only by beating Stryfe and, yet again, becoming the number one contender... I'm going to announce something huge at the Pay-Per-View. What? I hear you all ask.. .Well.. You'll all have to sit tight and wait because i'm going to keep that a secret til Shockwave. He stands up and puts the chair back underneath the table. He walks over to the fridge and takes out a bottle of Fanta and opens it. He opens the bottle up and takes a big gulp from it. The camera is watching from near the window as the camera man only turned around and zoomed in a little to get a closer look at Lance. Lance now puts the cap back on top of the bottle and screws it on. He holds the bottle in his hand and walks to the couch and sits down on the couch and the camera is now looking at Lance from the other side of the table that is positioned infront of Lance. Lance Mikes; Ricky you really should be preparing for this match at Adrenaline instead of writing stupid pointless letters to your so called fans that you don't even have. Yeah .. yeah.. so what you're the 'Pretty Boy' from the Big Va.. big fucking deal... Does any even care where the hell you are from? I don't think they do Ricky, and who even cares if you're the 'Pretty Boy'.. no one because that name of yours.. that stupid nickname is untrue... You are not PRETTY, compared to me Ricky you look like road kill. You should stick to your office duties in your business. If you actually have one, all we've ever seen is you talking about it and thats about it.. but no big deal you can lie all you want to make yourself look big in front of people but what really matters is actually being able to back all of that big talk with a big walk and come Adrenaline Ricky I doubt you have the testicular fortitude to walk the walk with The Worlds Greatest Athlete... and if you even think you have a chance of even giving me a good enough challenge to make me sweat then Ricky you really are delusional and even more stupider than I thought you were. Ricky.. don't get me wrong.. you are a good wrestler, you are entertaining for a mid-carder.. but Ricky.. in my eyes, in the eyes of many others that I know.. that is all you are, a mid-carder.. maybe just maybe.. if you try your hardest in this match Ricky you'll surpass your level and reach mine.. but highly doubt that you'll ever reach my level.. but Ricky you can try but you'll never be as good as me.. WHY?! JUST LOOK AT ME! He stands up and walks out of view of the camera and then the camera shuts off as we quickly go to static and then to a black screen for a few seconds and then the UWF logo appears on the screen. |