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TH
03-14-07, 07:45 AM
Payne defeated:
Chris Storm (in a play-in after losing to Foxx)
Devin Shakur

Hiroshi defeated:
Cobris Grayson
Lloyd Rees

This match will be held at the FedEx Forum in Memphis, TN. There is no RP limit, and the deadline is Friday, March 23rd, 11:59:59 PM, give or take a second.

DizzaHizza
03-19-07, 11:07 PM
KIN HIROSHI: "You know, somehow I thought that a TEAM Invitational Tournament would bring out the best that the world of wrestling had to offer. I believed that around the globe, people would put down the differences they have with other promoters, bookers, owners, and wrestlers, in order to come together for six rounds of the purest form of wrestling: no run-ins, no weapons, no gimmick matches. Just pure wrestling.

"But to have the quality that I expected when I signed my name on the dotted line, TEAM needed to find quality men and women to, like me, put their name in the hat. Yet, here I stand in the Sweet 16, ready to advance on to the Elite Eight, without so much as whisper from any of my opponents.

"Corbis Grayson took one look at his opponent, and decided he would just get in the ring and go. Yet, The Muffin Man was already in his head, and I beat him soundly. Then, the ENN's #1 Wrestler of 2006, Lloyd Rees, thought that titles and accolades could overcome sound technical skill and a viper's tongue. Lloyd Rees proved that no matter what anyone else thinks about someone else, it's what YOU tell yourself that matters.

"Hell, people look at me, and they think that I'll never win a tournament like the TEAM Invitational, or that I'll never hold a World Championship. Yet, if I listened to all the naysayers, I'd be flat broke trying to sell stale pastries on a Tokyo corner. Instead, I watched 'Stewart Saves His Family' over and over, and told myself that 'I deserve good things, I am entitled to my share of happiness. I refuse to beat myself up. I am an attractive person (no matter what Lindsay Troy says). I am fun to be with.' Damn, I'm more like Al Franken, because while I continue to cement my name in the wrestling annals and prove my worth to millions daily, big daddy Franken moves into politics and is actually doing something with himself.

"Then again, most people thought he was dead until a few months ago, much like they assumed about me. Yet, I stand taller and firmer than ever, even with a defeat in the EPW King of the Cage tourney at the hands of JA. I mean, there's a man who can tussle in the ring! There's a man who I'd love to go up against in THIS tourney, but he's can't take the heat here in TEAM; he's not willing to put in any work over here! Instead, I've been stuck with Grayson, Rees, and now, a name that I recognize, Jason Payne.

"In fact, Jason and I seem to follow each other here and there around the world, always booked on the same cards, but rarely squared up against each other. However, Jason seems to be falling into the same dull routine that has been plaguing the rest of my competition: lock jaw. While Rees was at least able to mutter some non-sense, about himself being great, but I already knew everything he was telling me. I knew about the NAPW titles, I knew about the ENN Top 250 rating, I knew EXACTLY what he was going to come at me with.

"And it wasn't because I knew something that he didn't. It wasn't because I'm smarter or faster or stronger, but I proved him wrong in those departments too. But it was because Lloyd Rees was a carbon copy of every overrated 'superstar' to step into the ring with me. Listen, I've faced Lindsay Troy, Dan Ryan, Hornet, Joey Melton, Eddy Love: the greatest wrestlers to grace our sport, but they have talent and for every one of them, there's a million Lloyd Rees' and Corbis Graysons.

"But there's only ONE Muffin Man, Payne-go Jane-go. So what are you going to be? A carbon copy of everyone else in this tournament, or something new and exciting for me to step up against? Are you going to be a mouse or a man, Jason?

"Don't mistake this as a challenge to you. In fact, every day you should wake with the question I just posed to you. EVERY DAY, you should ask yourself how you are going to live your life: in the back row or in the front. And before you get going on a rant telling me how great you are, and how amazing your skill in the ring is, I have another piece of advice for you:

"Those who are truly amazing and talented don't need to tell anyone about how great they are: they already know.

"But I don't know, Jason, because you don't impress me. You never have, and, chances are, I'll look back at you from the Elite Eight and shake my head knowing that you never will. Kid, there's only enough spotlight for one person, and you? You can't even stand in the shadow that some of the men around here cast. Sorry to break it to you, Alice, but Wonderland ain't for you. You might as well head back home, and get ready to face someone more apt to your style: full of s**t."

* FADE TO BLACK *

Jason Payne
03-20-07, 02:16 AM
Somewhere in the bowls of Parts Unknown, Jason Payne sits in a recliner staring down a hallway. At the end of the hallway, is a picture of his opponent, Kin Hiroshi. Payne seems transfixed by the picture, as he reaches into a large container on his lap, and retrieves a spoon. Still transfixed by the picture, and in seemingly intense concentration, Payne hurls the spoon down the hallway, it's clattering cry barely echoing off the walls. Payne sighs as the spoon comes to a halt at the end of the hallway, where it rests with about 20-30 more spoons, almost as if the spoons are worshipping the picture of Kin Hiroshi.

From the table to his left, a cel phone rings. Jason shakes himself out of his concentration and picks it up, inspecting the caller I.D. Payne decides to take the call and places the phone to his ear.

Payne - "Yeah? Aw hey man. Huh? Oh nothing much. Sitting here throwing spoons down the hallway. Why am I throwing spoons down the hallway? Well I heard a rumor that when Chink mothers have to name their children, they throw a spoon down the hallway and the first three sounds it makes is the kid's name. No I'm not making this up. No I'm not dude! The guy at the liquor store told me so! Huh? He did. Well God bless him, I was beginning to wonder if he was going to show up. That's why I'm sitting here throwing spoons down the hallway. I'm trying to get into the Chinese frame of mind. I tell you what, I got that Kin sound down pat, but the ***** is that SH sound. I haven't figured out how to make that sound with the spoon yet."

"What? He's Japanese? Bull****, are you kidding me?! ****! All this prep for nothing!"

Payne stands suddenly and hurls the container of spoons down the hallway. Somewhere in all the clatter, there is a definite SH sound.

Payne - "Holy **** dude, I think I just figured out the SH sound. Huh? Well yeah it was a bunch of spoons flying down the hallway, but that doesn't matter. What matters is I've been going about this whole thing the wrong way. I can't afford more slip ups man. I went the whole 'I'm bigger, stronger, and meaner than you' route against Foxx, and the TEAM execs had a ****fit about it. Then I just showed up for my play-in match, and then I went all acid trippy for Devin Shakur last week. I'm running out of juice here man. It's getting to be go time. Some of these guys you can't just get by on well timed comedy. These guys don't have the brain cells to be parodied properly. I'm gonna have to go all out man."

Payne looks around while the other voice on the phone is talking. Payne looks exasperated as he paces back and forth around the room.

Payne - "That's all fine and dandy but now I have to get my mind set into a Japanese framework, and all I got so far is Chinese! Wait a minute! I got it! I'm gonna hook up my old NES system, and play Nobunaga's Ambition! What? What's Nobunaga's Ambition? Only the greatest Japanese turn-based strategy video game ever made! What? No! No it's not! Dude, **** Shingen the Ruler! That game sucks. I could never have enough princesses to form enough alliances to break later. You like the interface better? Whatever dude, I think you've been smoking too much weed since you retired from wrestling."

"So anyway, what did he say in his promo about me? Yeah? Uh huh. Really? Payne-go Jane-go? What the **** is a Payne-go Jane-go? Is that like some sort of rare African ape or something? It almost sounds like something you'd find in the bottom of a Capn' Crunch box. One free Payne-go Jane-go in every marked box!"

Payne’s laughter fades as the caller continues on for a few moments. Payne gives a few 'Yeahs' and 'Uh huhs' to whatever the caller is saying on the other line.

Payne - "Right, well, I got some ideas I have in mind. Keep in mind though man that **** is really hectic for me lately. I got this going on, plus I got something big brewing back in NFW that you might find interesting once it plays out. Not saying I'm looking past Hiroshi-san, by any means. Right now, he's number one on my radar. If he thinks otherwise, well then that is for fate to decide isn't it."

"Well, I gotta go. I gotta go play some Nobunaga's Ambition. No it doesn't dude, **** you! **** you with Michael Manson's dick! Yeah okay. I'll talk to you later Chris."

"Bye."

~Fin

DizzaHizza
03-20-07, 03:47 PM
KIN HIROSHI: "I have never made but one prayer to God, a short one: 'Oh God, make my enemies ridiculous.' And God granted it.

"Jason, how long have you been in the business? Every phone call, every wink, ever little passing of gas gets caught on film, and the world is a better place because of those cameras. With the exception of when YOU are on film, Payne-a-lane-a-ding-dong. See, instead of getting something true revelation, about why you do what you do, I find a typical intolerant American.

"Don't get me wrong, I, myself, am an American, but I'm also Japanese. It's this little thing called 'Duel Citizenship'. Yet, because of my national duality, I find myself a little more observant and tolerant of others. But you, Jason, are just like so many other redneck boys from Ken-Tuck-Ay. You assume that because my skin is as yellow as a jaundice baby, and that my eyes look like their trying to run off the sides of my face that I'm a 'China Man'. Hell, as least you were able to mutter a country instead of just lumping me in as an 'Asia Man'.

"No, you make the mistake of being a hate monger in a world that needs a little more compassion. Hell, you're in TEAM right now, Mr. Payne. T.E.A.M.: Together Everyone Achieves More. The key to the acronym is TOGETHER, but you would understand what it means to come together as one business united when you probably don't even understand what an acronym is. That's what I get from trying to deal with a Southerner. Oh, wait, or does Ken-Tuck-Ay like to be referred to as the Midwest now?

"In my opinion, it doesn't matter, because while the Chinese might be naming their kids after pots and pans being thrown down a flight of stairs, your inbred family moved east from the Ozarks and decided to just use 'family' names. Damn, son, I bet your great grandp appy was named Jason, or your dad's middle name was Jason. It just goes to prove to the rest of the world that Jason Payne isn't the only person in his family without any originality.

"Come on, Jason, you can do better than that! Hell, you could make fun of 'The Muffin Man' moniker, you could call me a hypocrite for being an American, you could say how I've never amounted to anything and you'll break me, but then you'd prove my point: it's already been said, and you'd be rehashing used up jokes faster than Carlos Mencia at the Laugh Factory. Guess what, Carlos? Kin 'Joe Rogan' Hiroshi is on stage and making sure the world knows that you're a phony in this industry.

"So, why don't you go focus on NFW, Jason? Hell, it's not like I'm busy being booked there, or in EPW, or in CSWA...

"...oh...

"...that's right, I am busy there. So don't go feeding your friends bullsh*t about having something 'brewing' in NFW. The time for schemes and plots is over in NFW, Mr. Payne, or didn't you get the memo that the season is almost over? See, while you've been sitting back biding your time there, I've been scratching and clawing at Felix Red. Hell, the man even made my heart stop, but I'm still right in his face and I'm one match away from the NFW World Championship. You should have worked a little harder earlier in the season Jason, because you're shot at a Unified Title is done.

"In fact, why don't you take your hate mongering ass to Colorado Springs where you can listen to Ted Haggard preach to the New Life Ministries about how he's not gay, or a drug user, and how evangelicals will run the world? Wanna get in on some hate crimes with the Church, Jason? Oppress those that don't believe what you do? I bet you would even like to lock up and detain all men and women of Middle-Eastern descent until the conflict in Iraq/Iran/Afghanistan/Pakistan is over. Am I right? Jason, you don't know the first thing about being a TEAM player, understanding others, or wrestling.

"Being a TEAM player means becoming the best that the world has to offer through understanding your opponent in a wrestling ring. Too bad you don't know how to connect the dots on how to be the best. But that's okay, 'cause you can camp out in front of your video games, call up Major League Gaming, and try and get a contract with them, because if they have an RPG competition, well, at least you'd be doing something that you're half-way decent at instead of wasting your time, and mine, in a wrestling ring. Careful down that career path though, Jason, I hear that most Americans end up really fat, and I'd hate to see that happen to you.

"I really would.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm about to disembark from Seattle, smack dab in the center of Washington. Did you know that Washington's official muffin is the blueberry muffin? It's a fact, look it up, and while you're at it, don't try to make up worthless sh*t about me, Payne, you'll just end up looking like a bigger a**hole than everyone already thinks you are, and then I'll really have to kick your ass back into the cellar with the rest of the curtain jerkers."

* FADE TO BLACK *

Jason Payne
03-23-07, 01:12 PM
The screen fades to black, and all that is hears is the voice of Jason Payne.

Payne V.O. - "The time is drawing near Kin Hiroshi. The time when we will cease to speak our words, and when action will dictate our destinies. But before the time comes to a close Kin, my words will launch across the battlefield of this screen to you."

Fade in on Jason Payne standing in front of a TEAM banner with his arms folded across his chest. Wearing a pair of black sunglasses he tilts his head to the side as he looks into the camera.

Payne - "I have to wonder Kin, if your powers of observation have simply abandoned you, or if you just chose to see and hear what you want to see and here. In this age of reality television, I know that most everyone's move and everyone's phone calls are on display for everyone to hear and see, especially in this business of ours. But what you so obviously fail to understand is this. Is that the true Jason Payne that you saw, or was that what I want you to see?"

"Why do I need to go and show you something revealing, or something that will give you insight into what I do? Why do you need this little 'revelation' to come out in my promotional material? Because you hope that by watching my every move, you will find some sort of weakness with which you can use to your advantage. Which is why, in typical Payne fashion, I gave you, and everyone else what they've come to expect from Jason Payne. An 'intolerant American' as you so aptly put it. And just like a fish that goes to feed on the worm, you've lunged at the it, and now find yourself hooked in the mouth, being drawn closer and closer to our match this week with the knowledge that it's the same old Payne. Same old tricks, same old wrestling match, not knowing that this entire time you're being pulled along until suddenly you find yourself in the ring with me. Then like a fish out of water, you're going to struggle because you have no idea about this new environment you find yourself in. You won't be able to breathe because I'm not going to give you the chance to. I'm not going to let up until I've left you laying in a broken mass in the ring after the bell has sounded. It's as simple as that."

Payne adjusts his stance slightly, reaching up and brushing his hair back from his face.

Payne - "Hiroshi you want to come out and here and decry my inhuman sensibilities as being 'un-TEAM like'. 'Together Everyone Achieves More' huh? Well, perhaps if this was some sort of team like event like, oh...say...The Dupree Cup, I would be more apt to agree with you. The Dupree Cup, remember that Kin? Oh yeah, that's right. You were too busy being hopped up on herbal Viagra somewhere and couldn't even compete in a match for TEAM N.F.W. Who was carrying the weight of the whole team on his fricking back Kin? Oh yeah, it was this 'intolerant American' who was whipping everyone from pillar to post in the Dupree Cup. And even though I might have lost to Spoiler in the semi final, it's because of Jason Payne that we reached the semi's at all. I didn't see the great Kin Hiroshi, tolerater of everything doing a damned thing to help his TEAM. Apparently Kin, in this case, Together Everyone does not Achieve More."

"And then what did I do after that was over? I entered the TEAM Free For All, again another non team based event. Basically a staggered battle royal, I went in there and defeated everyone in there and became Free For All Champion. Not to mention earlier in the night, I used my 'lack of understanding' of wrestling, and my opponent to take down Derecho before our match even got underway. But you wouldn't know anything about that Kin, cause you were busy having your heart stopped by Felix Red because he was giving it to you in your ass so hard, or something to that effect I'm sure."

Payne reaches up and takes off his sunglasses and looks into the camera.

Payne - "So perhaps in all this Kin, you're just trying to cover the fact that perhaps it's you that has no idea about his opponent, or wrestling, because obviously you couldn't get your facts straight even if you recorded them as they happened. Seeing as you haven't the faintest understanding of what I'm doing with my promos, or my wrestling, perhaps you don't know what I'm up to in NFW as well? See you can come out here and talk about how you got a match against the NFW champion and try and make it sound as if you're someone who can create the feel good story of the year by taking the title from Felix Red after everything you all have been through, but at the end of the day, if that happens, the only thing you're going to inherit is the sullied title of a sullied promotion that has sunk to the lowest levels in wrestling. It's not the top of the mountain in our business anymore, but that's not for me to go into right now. I'm saving that for a special occasion. But don't come out here and try and act like you have even the slightest inkling of knowledge of what I'm doing, or plan to do when it comes to NFW. You might find yourself on the wrong end of those plans."

"Do your homework boy, because if you hope to have a prayer against me, then you better do something with all this supposed understanding you have of me and the wrestling business, cause I am here to tell you right now that as soon as you got that figured out Kin, I'm going to change the questions on you. And then what is there going to be left for you to do? Hmm? Nothing. There will be nothing you can do, except lose. And for the record Kin, Seattle is not smack dab in the center of Washington, but in the northwest corner of the state. But what do I know? I'm just an intolerant redneck from 'Ken-Tuck-Ay'."

"Chew on that for a while, and then formulate a response, if you can."

DizzaHizza
03-23-07, 02:28 PM
KIN HIROSHI: "You're right, Jaso-Potato, the time is coming closer for me to kick your ass, and the time for words WILL come to an end. The problem is, that while you think that actions will dictate our destinies INSIDE the ring, in Memphis, I know that actions dictate destinies ALWAYS. Assuming of course, you accept that everyone is fated to accomplish something.

"I used to think that there was such a thing as destiny, Potato Head, but then I realized that there is no such thing. There is no predetermined future for each of us, and it's merely based on the fact that nothing has to happen. Let me explain it for your back-tracking, and side-stepping, brain. See, we're all born, but we don't have to be. We all live, but we can all reject life for death. Trees and grass don't have to grow. Wind doesn't have to blow, and the sun doesn't have to shine. Yet, the trees DO grow, the sun DOES shine, wind DOES blow, and we DO live. Why? Because it's our unconscious choice to live, it's built into us to live. Some might call THIS unconscious choice 'fate' or 'destiny', but the fact that it's even a choice, between life and death, proves that we forge our own paths independent of a 'fate'.

"Then again, maybe there is a fate and a destiny, but people who believe in those things aren't willing to accept utter responsibility for the influences of their actions. You know what these people are called, Mr. Potato? Religious. Now, I'm a contently apathetic Christian, so I do believe that there is a God. I don't really believe, however, that he has a plan for each of us. So, while we chit-chat back and forth over these media channels, there is nothing drawing us closer to each other than a choice that was made to have us both in the Memphis bracket, and both of us making our way through it until we came face to face.

"When we do come face to face, I'll know that I'm facing the EXACT Jason Payne that I expect in this match: predictable, unimaginative, and boring. My goal in this match isn't even to beat you, Jason, it's to make it look like enough of a contest that it will keep the fans excited. See, I already KNEW at some point you were going to list off things that you've done, and you didn't disappoint. I mean, why would I expect anything less from you, when I've already experienced the same thing from men like Lloyd Rees and Cobris Grayson?

"To answer where I was for my NFW 'TEAM', Jason: I was laid up in a hospital after Felix Red DID stomp on my chest. In fact, he did it so well, that I suffered a punctured lung, broken ribs, and I flat-lined. Do you understand that? I was dead, you f**king idiot! I'd like to see you wrestle a match while you're deceased, let alone come back within a month to participate in the same TEAM Free For All that you were at. Only, I didn't sign up for a 'Wait-In-The-Corner-For-A-Chance-To-Shine' Battle Royal; I was wrestling a tag-team match with Cameron Cruise. In truth, I can't believe you are bragging about winning the Battle Royal, since it's common f**king knowledge that battle royals are the easiest matches to perform in:

"First of all, you aren't showcased the entire time, so it gives you time to slack off and rest. Secondly, if you blow a spot, the crowd hardly notices because there are so many damn bodies in the ring. Lastly, you don't even have to pin someone, or make them submit, you only have to toss them out of a ring. Whoop-de-doo! You bested Derecho? More like De-WHO-cho. Hell, bring me a name I can recognize as important, and I'll be the first to give you props on winning a 'Giggle Fest', a.k.a. Battle Royal, against some REAL competition.

"I'm not about to bow down to you, Jason, or even bow down to your level of suckitude. Sure, I don't know the first thing about what you have planned for NFW, but I will go on the record for the World when I say, 'We don't care, either.' See, while you go about with your secrets and schemes, I'm accomplishing something in the NOW. I don't have to worry about the future because it's going to come soon enough, but here you are, trying to live in the present and the future. When your plans finally come to fruition, Jason, the payoff better be spectacular, but I have a feeling that by the end of the season, the end of the show, or the end of your moment it will be forgotten as quickly as Waz Up or Evan Aho.

"Kin Hiroshi? See, I'll FOREVER be remembered. I'm forever cemented in annals as one of the greatest voices, one of the greatest wrestlers, and one of the greatest humanitarians to grace our sport. 'Hiroshi The Philosopher' they're already calling me. Can you hear the chants started in Memphis, Jason? Kin! Kin! Kin! Kin!

"It sends shivers up my spine, boy-oh. Much like hearing you speak, but for completely different reasons. When I said I expected something prolific from you, Jason, I really did expect to hear something new and exciting from you: something that would show that I have some competition in this tournament. Instead, I get a cliché bait and switch: 'Am I acting like who I really am or am I pretending to pretend?' Wow, Jason, truly innovating and amazing! Jason I never ASSUMED anything about you; I never said I KNEW who you are: I SPECULATED from what you told me. Do you understand the difference between speculate and assume? Speculation is to hypothesize as assume is to accept. That's why I used phrases like 'I bet you are' rather than just saying 'you are'.

"See, I don't need to back-pedal to cover up mistakes, Jason. I haven't fumbled yet, son! Keep telling me Seattle is in the north west of Washington State. Hell, I know that! But is New York REALLY the center of the world? Come up to Washington, you f**king hick, and you'll see that there are three large cities up here: Seattle, Spokane, and Vancouver. Vancouver doesn't really count, since everyone who lives there is trying to be close to Portland, and Spokane doesn't count as the center of the state either. So what's left? The Tri-Cities? Puh-lease! It's Seattle, you ignorant f**ktard.

"I'm not going to beat you because you're an inferior thinker and wrestler, Jason. Actually, no, that's a blatant lie. See, that's EXACTLY why I'm going to beat you. You've tried to call me out, but I've shrugged off everything you could think of as a mistake, and even tried to convince me that you're smarter that I originally thought.

"Jason, you're the same person that everyone expects. You're not different. You're not special. You ARE an idiot. See, I'd say those are assumptions, but they aren't. They're the truth. Jason Payne is a redneck from Ken-Tuck-Ay who doesn't think that I got anything left in the tank to throw back at him. Isn't that right, Jason? I mean, you said it yourself, 'formulate a response, if you can.' See, now that's an unwarranted assumption. My tongue is faster than lightning, and I spit more hot fire than Dylan John on Making the Band. My thoughts are full of more venom and malice than the teeth in Nicole Ritchie’s vagina.

"You have NOTHING on me that I can't refute, Jason. You, on the other hand, are filled with flaws. I think it probably stems from an inferiority complex after being surrounded by wrestlers infinitely better than you for so long. Either that, or daddy issues. In Memphis, your time in this tournament is over, merely because I want to beat you and not because I can. The only challenge will be putting on a show that will fill the seats for my Elite Eight match up.

"The show will go on for me, Jason, but you're dead in your tracks. You hit your peak a year ago, and it's a slippery slope now.

"I guess that's just fate."

Jason Payne
03-23-07, 11:58 PM
The screen is dark, and all that's heard is Jason Payne's voice.

Payne V.O. - "And thus the earth trembled mightily at the words of Kin Hiroshi."

Fade in on Jason Payne standing in front of a TEAM banner with a Post-It note with NFW written on it, stuck over the TEAM logo. He softly claps his hands as he looks into the camera behind his sunglasses.

Payne - "I got to give you one thing Kin, you seem to truly want this, and that in itself deserves some praise. But as much as you like to point out that I'm just the same old Payne, you yourself sound like everyone else that has been put in front of me in the last year or so. And when you look back over the last year or so, I see a path of destruction in my wake as those who thought they were dealing with 'the same old Payne', came to find out that they were dealing with something else entirely."

"I don't understand why everyone goes down the same exact road. Is it because you have to convince yourself that your facing just another adversary in order to swallow the fear you have even stepping into the ring with me? Is it because you have to try to make me look as insignificant in your eyes as possible so that you can wrap your mind around the concept that you could perhaps defeat me? These questions will probably never be answered, and I'm sure that your response to it will border along the lines of 'I don't have to make you look insignificant, because you already are'. And in doing so, you revert back to what I just described. Not really saying anything that anyone else has said."

Payne chuckles a bit as he continues.

Payne - "I'm really enjoying this caricature you're trying to make of me as this in-bred hick who has never been anywhere outside of Kentucky. Truth be told Kin, and you know the truth, is that I've traveled the world and back in this business, and have traveled to more places than I care to remember. I've met people by the thousands, and have done things that only others could ever hope of doing. But oh yeah, I'm just a know-nothing hick from Kentucky. You actually have the gall to come out here and say that what you say about me aren't assumptions. I guess technically you're right, because what you've been saying about me is just downright false."

"Now I can't go and blame you for this. I myself have gone to even greater lengths than just lying in order to make my opponent look bad before a match, but you're lying is just so bad that it makes a great liar like myself cringe in disgust. But I can look past that because of what's at stake in this match."

"You can keep up with what I can throw at you Kin? I have no doubt about that. You can keep up with me all you want, but you will give out sooner or later. Myself? I have all the time in the world to wait during our match for you to make a mistake, and rest assured, it will happen Kin. It will happen and before you can recover, it's going to be too late. Then you just have to wonder, was that fate? Was that destiny? Or could you just simply not keep up with some in-bred hick from Kentucky. You think I hit my peak a year ago, you're set to find out that I have a long ways to go before I hit my peak."

Payne takes off his sunglasses and looks into the camera, as the camera slowly zooms in on his face.

Payne - "I know it's not going to be easy, but then again, nothing ever is. I'm not going into this match with any false expectations. I'm going into this match the way I go into every match. It's a war, and there is going to have to be a lot of struggle to get to the end. Your words, as wrong as they are, serve nothing to me but an afterthought. I intend to leave everything I have in the ring, not in this production room. The question you have to ask yourself Kin, is do you have what it takes to make the same choice. To leave it all behind, and give it everything you got. Can you? Will you?"

FTB

((Post posting edit: Wanted to appologize to Dizza for posting late...didn't get off work till 1130 EDT so wanted to respond.))