SouthernBoy
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{{...FADE-IN: Shane Southern is sitting in his an empty locker room backstage after IMPACT has gone off the air. He's showered and gotten dressed in his street clothes except for his shirt. His ribs have been taped up and he grimaces each time he bends over to put something in his gym bag. As he finishes packing his bag, a ring crew guy knocks on the door and lets him know that they'll be locking up the building in ten minutes. Southern thanks him, then zips up the bag leaving the NFW World Title out on his lap...}}
SHANE SOUTHERN: " So many things happenin'. Two months ago I thought tha' NFW might go tha' way of garbage heap, but now....tha' NFW's heatin' up like ol' Bessie in tha' summertime and Shane Southern's leadin' tha' way. Ya' know, I never imagined it could be THIS good. Impact TEE-VEE, Main Event. Thousands a' people chantin' my name. Whatta' high! But now it's all over, n' it's time ta' move on ta' other business. "
" First of all, Mike Manson. Ya' know...I don't know if ya' think you're actually doin' something "mean" ta' me by makin' me defend tha' title on every show until tha' Pay-Per-View...or if you're just doin' it for tha' sake of tha' NFW fans. But do ya' really think that bothers me? Hell, I woulda' done it anyway...no need ta' bark out orders. It's no secret that I don't like you Manson. Even though somma' tha' fans cheer ya' now...Even though you're gettin' over quite a bad injury, I STILL see ya' asa' lyin', no-good, manipulatin', sick-ass, sun-uva-<BLEEP>. But that's just me. You've made tha' match tha' whole WORLD's wanted ta' see...you've given ME and Bloodhunt tha' match WE wanted, so for that...I thank ya'...but that's where it ends. You've done me a favor, but don't execpt one back. Stay outta' my way from now until tha' Pay-Per-View...LET me defend MY title, tha' way EYE wanna' defend it...and we don't havva' problem. <BLEEP> with me, and you can bet that wheel-chair or no, COMMISIONER or no, I'll take that purple Pez n' shove it up your "candy" ass. Do we understand each other? "
" Now, we also got tha' COCKY one himself, Craig Miles...back for another run. Craig, you n' me...we havn't seen eye ta' eye on MANY a' thing since tha' NFW opened. I've always seen ya' asa' guy that only thought about HIMSELF n' could care less 'bout tha' guys who he "signs tha' paychecks" for. Goin' after Bloodhunt this way PROVES that in my mind. Insteada' comin' back n' RUNNIN' yer orgainization, you're comin' back ta' settle a SCORE witha' man who never TRULY will let tha' score be settled. Do ya' really think that by gettin' inna' match with Bloodhunt that's gonna' all uva' sudden STOP him from bringin' up TIME after TIME after TIME after TIME tha' night he was screwed over against Ricky Zane? It's not Craig, and YOU KNOW it's not. You're hear 'cause you want tha' spotlight again...n' that, in and of itself, ain't a bad thing. But if it happens at tha' expense of tha' guys yer SUPPOSED ta' stand for...then I've gotta' problem with it. Because, like it or not Craig, SHANE SOUTHERN represents this organization now. This title belt means that I am not only tha' people's champion, not only tha' NFW Champion, but YOUR champion Craig. So when I see <BLEEP> goin' on in tha' NFW that shouldn't be happenin'...I'm gonna' voice my opinion. But you've never really been one ta' CARE about that right Craig? Well ya' better START carin', or ya' may eventually have a SCORE ta' settle with ME. "
" Now before I get to tha' Prince, lemme' just take a few minutes ta' give a few shouts to some other guys. First, Doc. Nice ta' see ya' again...it's beena' while. N' even though yer in tha' TAG ranks right now...I hope you n' I can get ta'gether one day soon. 'Cause Lord knows, this "whippin' boy" would LOVE ta' get his southern paws 'round that oreo swallowin' necka' yers.
"Second. Castor Strife. Ya' see Castor...I'm not really one ta' say I told ya' so but, I TOLD YA' SO. You didn't have what it took ta'night, but ya' wrestled one helluva match. I'll be feelin' {{...puts his hands on his ribs...}} that forra' long time I'm sure. Ya' pulled out all tha' stops n' it wasn't enough ta' take this belt. You think 'bout that real hard Castor...then maybe you'll understand that ever'thin' I told ya' over tha' past few weeks was tha' TRUTH. Let's see if you can HANDLE it. "
" Now, on ta' my opponent at Crash. Prince...Rick, we both KNEW that we'd have ta' do this eventually. Like ya' said, we're both competitors...we both want THIS {{...holds up the belt...}} n' that, in tha' ring, makes us enemies. You know tha' feelin' of respect is mutual my friend, n' in tha' comin' weeks before Crash...we MAY have a few "no so nice" things ta' say 'bout each other. I run my mouth sometimes without thinkin', so just know that none of that is a sign of disrespect. Hell, you know that Prince...you've been in tha' game damn near as long as I been alive. You KNOW what I'm talkin' 'bout. "
" I also think ya' know how much this belt means ta' me. You know that I'm gonna' do everythin' I can in that ring ta' keep it. I'm a stand-up kinda' guy, and I'd never brake any rules on ya' Prince...but beyond that...it's gonna' be a knock-down, drag-'em-out WAR n' I plan on bein' tha' one that walks outta' it holdin' tha' gold...n' facin' Bloodhunt at tha' Pay-Per-View. Don't get me wrong, I ain't lookin' past ya'. You're mah' SOLE focus. Facin' 'Hunt is just MOTIVATION fer me right now...you're my opponent, you're tha' man comin' ta' try ta' take what I got...YOU'RE tha' enemy Rick. It's time ta' fight tha' battle. "
" Party's Over. "
{{...FADE OUT as the lights behind to go off around him...}}
SHANE SOUTHERN: " So many things happenin'. Two months ago I thought tha' NFW might go tha' way of garbage heap, but now....tha' NFW's heatin' up like ol' Bessie in tha' summertime and Shane Southern's leadin' tha' way. Ya' know, I never imagined it could be THIS good. Impact TEE-VEE, Main Event. Thousands a' people chantin' my name. Whatta' high! But now it's all over, n' it's time ta' move on ta' other business. "
" First of all, Mike Manson. Ya' know...I don't know if ya' think you're actually doin' something "mean" ta' me by makin' me defend tha' title on every show until tha' Pay-Per-View...or if you're just doin' it for tha' sake of tha' NFW fans. But do ya' really think that bothers me? Hell, I woulda' done it anyway...no need ta' bark out orders. It's no secret that I don't like you Manson. Even though somma' tha' fans cheer ya' now...Even though you're gettin' over quite a bad injury, I STILL see ya' asa' lyin', no-good, manipulatin', sick-ass, sun-uva-<BLEEP>. But that's just me. You've made tha' match tha' whole WORLD's wanted ta' see...you've given ME and Bloodhunt tha' match WE wanted, so for that...I thank ya'...but that's where it ends. You've done me a favor, but don't execpt one back. Stay outta' my way from now until tha' Pay-Per-View...LET me defend MY title, tha' way EYE wanna' defend it...and we don't havva' problem. <BLEEP> with me, and you can bet that wheel-chair or no, COMMISIONER or no, I'll take that purple Pez n' shove it up your "candy" ass. Do we understand each other? "
" Now, we also got tha' COCKY one himself, Craig Miles...back for another run. Craig, you n' me...we havn't seen eye ta' eye on MANY a' thing since tha' NFW opened. I've always seen ya' asa' guy that only thought about HIMSELF n' could care less 'bout tha' guys who he "signs tha' paychecks" for. Goin' after Bloodhunt this way PROVES that in my mind. Insteada' comin' back n' RUNNIN' yer orgainization, you're comin' back ta' settle a SCORE witha' man who never TRULY will let tha' score be settled. Do ya' really think that by gettin' inna' match with Bloodhunt that's gonna' all uva' sudden STOP him from bringin' up TIME after TIME after TIME after TIME tha' night he was screwed over against Ricky Zane? It's not Craig, and YOU KNOW it's not. You're hear 'cause you want tha' spotlight again...n' that, in and of itself, ain't a bad thing. But if it happens at tha' expense of tha' guys yer SUPPOSED ta' stand for...then I've gotta' problem with it. Because, like it or not Craig, SHANE SOUTHERN represents this organization now. This title belt means that I am not only tha' people's champion, not only tha' NFW Champion, but YOUR champion Craig. So when I see <BLEEP> goin' on in tha' NFW that shouldn't be happenin'...I'm gonna' voice my opinion. But you've never really been one ta' CARE about that right Craig? Well ya' better START carin', or ya' may eventually have a SCORE ta' settle with ME. "
" Now before I get to tha' Prince, lemme' just take a few minutes ta' give a few shouts to some other guys. First, Doc. Nice ta' see ya' again...it's beena' while. N' even though yer in tha' TAG ranks right now...I hope you n' I can get ta'gether one day soon. 'Cause Lord knows, this "whippin' boy" would LOVE ta' get his southern paws 'round that oreo swallowin' necka' yers.
"Second. Castor Strife. Ya' see Castor...I'm not really one ta' say I told ya' so but, I TOLD YA' SO. You didn't have what it took ta'night, but ya' wrestled one helluva match. I'll be feelin' {{...puts his hands on his ribs...}} that forra' long time I'm sure. Ya' pulled out all tha' stops n' it wasn't enough ta' take this belt. You think 'bout that real hard Castor...then maybe you'll understand that ever'thin' I told ya' over tha' past few weeks was tha' TRUTH. Let's see if you can HANDLE it. "
" Now, on ta' my opponent at Crash. Prince...Rick, we both KNEW that we'd have ta' do this eventually. Like ya' said, we're both competitors...we both want THIS {{...holds up the belt...}} n' that, in tha' ring, makes us enemies. You know tha' feelin' of respect is mutual my friend, n' in tha' comin' weeks before Crash...we MAY have a few "no so nice" things ta' say 'bout each other. I run my mouth sometimes without thinkin', so just know that none of that is a sign of disrespect. Hell, you know that Prince...you've been in tha' game damn near as long as I been alive. You KNOW what I'm talkin' 'bout. "
" I also think ya' know how much this belt means ta' me. You know that I'm gonna' do everythin' I can in that ring ta' keep it. I'm a stand-up kinda' guy, and I'd never brake any rules on ya' Prince...but beyond that...it's gonna' be a knock-down, drag-'em-out WAR n' I plan on bein' tha' one that walks outta' it holdin' tha' gold...n' facin' Bloodhunt at tha' Pay-Per-View. Don't get me wrong, I ain't lookin' past ya'. You're mah' SOLE focus. Facin' 'Hunt is just MOTIVATION fer me right now...you're my opponent, you're tha' man comin' ta' try ta' take what I got...YOU'RE tha' enemy Rick. It's time ta' fight tha' battle. "
" Party's Over. "
{{...FADE OUT as the lights behind to go off around him...}}