Re: P©X Championship: Krusher v Payne (c)
Payne stands in front of a WFW:NE banner with a microphone in one hand, and the P©X Championship slung over his right shoulder. His shoulder length brown hair half covering his face as he raises the mic to his lips.
Payne - "Ive been catching a lot of static recently, from a lot of different angles. I've been catching flak from people in the front office, and from fans on the street. And they all ask me one question. 'Why?' They ask me, 'Payne? Why, oh why, didn't you show up in New Orleans?' And ya know, since the last time you saw me, it's been nothing but a lot of negative energy coming at me. No one is happy with Payne right now. People are starting to think that maybe this P©X belt doesn't mean anything to me. That somehow, because I was off somewhere else, instead of fulfilling my obligations, that means I don't want this belt."
Payne shifts his feet slightly, his eyes focused straight ahead.
Payne - "Well I have a message for anyone that thinks this title doesn't mean anything to me. And that message is very, very simple. If you want this belt, then you are gonna have to pry it out of my cold, dead, hands. Now people think that's just a figure of speech. Not to me. Look into my eyes, and tell me I'm lying. Go ahead Mr. Cameraman, you zoom right in and show the people at home my eyes, and know, that anyone who gets in the ring with me, whether it's a Limited Edition, Never Before Seen, Original Airing, Certificate of Authenticity number 1 Michael Jackson Tribute match, a Sky Is Falling Match, a Donkey Show from TJ match, a bouncy house full of sex crazed midgets tripping out on acid...it doesn't matter. I will march straight through the hottest fires of hell, look the devil right in the eye, and spit right in his face. And that's what I'll do prior to giving him the asswhipping of his life."
The camera did indeed zoom on Payne's face when he asked it to, and then slowly back out as he continued. Payne brought his hand up and brushed the hair from his face, his eyes still boring holes into the camera.
Payne - "If any of you thought for one second that winning this championship was somehow going to change me, mold me into a better role model for people to emulate? Then I hate to disappoint you, but this isn't some new and improved Jason Payne. Far from it. This is a side of Payne that this promotion has never seen before. This is a Payne that has no limits. This is a Payne that has no scripts. This is a Payne that does what he wants, says what he wants, and god damn it if you don't like that then you're more than invited to come down to the ring and try and shut me up."
"This business is a dog eat dog business. Kill or be killed. Be the best, or fade into the back. Krusher...you're real fond of the past. And somehow, you think anything that happened years ago in GLCW means diddley squat now. Fact is, McMillan and I should have been tag champs there, cut and dry. But because we weren't buttering your most intimate parts up with our mouths, you were more than happy to keep us under a bunch of second class talent. That, was your mistake Krusher. And now you've made another one."
Payne looks into the camera for a moment, not saying anything before continuing.
Payne - "You think you're being rewarded by stepping into a match with me? You think just because you're in a title match against me, that you're being rewarded. I pray to God for your family's sake, you go back and you take a good long look at what I've done to people like you. And then you make peace with yourself, and your maker, and tell your wife and kids good-bye. Because it's not going to matter really, if you survive this match or not. Either way, you're going to be a different man altogether. And you will then realize that the past...it don't matter. What matters is the here, and now. And in a few short days, it's going to be you and me in Birmingham, in a Limited Edition, Never Before Seen, Original Airing, Certificate of Authenticity number 1 Michael Jackson Tribute match. And then the only thing that's gonna matter is what you got, and what I got. And I'll be honest with you. I don't think you have a prayer."
Payne folds his arms over his chest, holding the mic to his lips, and shaking his shoulder, adjusting the position of his title belt.
Payne - "So a word to the wise Krusher. Stay home. Stay in the shelter of your little wrestling school, with your fine looking young boys. Which is funny now I think about it. Perhaps a Limited Edition, Never Before Seen, Original Airing, Certificate of Authenticity number 1 Michael Jackson Tribute match plays right into your hands since you seem to like young men so much. Either way, it's not gonna be me sipping the Jesus Juice and taking a little nap when it's all said and done. It's going to be you. And for all the fans who are going to be sitting ringside, I advise you bring a raincoat."
Payne slowly steps towards the camera till his entire face fills the screen.
Payne - "Cause I won't be satisfied till I've spilled anough of Krusher's blood to pain the entire canvas red."
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