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Thurston: "Good evening, ladies and gentleman, and welcome to the true Wednesday night show, myself, Thurston Edward Marshall the Third. Forget Insurrection for this night, because it is unworthy... but in the future, pay close heed, for you will see the rise of myself, Thurston Edward Marshall the Third, quickly through the ranks of the GWA. Not only in the Falconer division, where I begin my climb, but in eventuality through the entire corporation, until all will answer to me. Even Fury himself, one day, will answer to me."

He clears his throat and takes a sip of water

Thurston: "You see, I am not only a wrestler, but a business man as well. I am not here to only wrestle but to, in eventuality, run this corporation. You see, that is one of the places in business where I excel... being a corporate raider. Let me discuss my current goals for myself as well as this organization..."

He climbs out of his chair and walks to the window, peering out. He can not be seen except for his outline against the skyline.

Thurston: "I will first start with the Falconer division. This is only natural, given that I am not a mentally challenged sub-human man-beast such as many of the heavyweights... The division itself is meager, being lead by a flyweight piece of trash who goes by the name "The Icon" and bears a strong resemblance in his attitude and gimmick to a certain "superstar" of another federation. Hell, he even uses the same catchphrases... I have little competition, both literally and figuratively. It can't be too hard to conquer a division that consists of less than a dozen grapplers total... the only threats I see lie in the suicidal style of Joey Jackson as well as the violence of Kasey Chambers... the rest? Negligable."

Thurston: "As far as beyond the Falconer division? Well, that will require a little more planning, but it is doable. What I lack in build in comparisson to these brutes, I more than make up for in intelligence. These are the people that make wrestlers look stupid. They are the types that need five guesses to get the result of two plus two. These poster children for abortion are simply a small obstacle in my way to domination of one of the greatest federations ever to exist... a federation that, should I gain control, will shine even brighter amongst the diamonds that already exist."

He walks over to stand at parade rest under the light

Thurston: "I have come, I have seen.... now is the time to conquer."

He snaps his fingers and the light blinks off, leaving his outline against the blinking backdrop of the city.

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