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Date Posted: 15:11:52 08/01/05 Mon
Author: The Heavyweight Champion
Subject: In Ring


~As soon as Raw comes onto the air, the cameras pan around the arena, where the rafters, the Titantron, and all of the surroundings are decorated in anticipation for the nuptials of David Flair and Randi McMahon!~









~Mercy Drive's "Away" blasts on the speakers to deliver out the UCW Heavyweight Champion, Randy Orton! Orton steps out dressed in a pinstriped suit and shirt set, adjusting the title over his shoulder. He then steps down to the ring, going through the ropes and signaling for a mic.~


"Let me get this straight....YOU, Jesse Hart, and Athene, and Smackdown have declared war on us? On Raw...on ME? Last I checked...*looks to his watch with a smile* … you're still a day late and a dollar short, my man. Ask Rock about that one."

"Ric Flair is making deals happen left and right. And as for that war? You waited until Thursday night, to declare a war that's already been happening? What...did you have to wait for Bret to tell you it was okay? Or... maybe it just took that long for your brain to stop spinning from MY RKO? The facts are simple. Shots have been fired. This is no skirmish, Jesse. This is no intra brand pissing contest over who's in charge. Keep that BS on Smackdown. I am here...to be a champion! I am here, to be a legend! I am here, to put any and all challengers, on this show, and even on Smackdown beneath the bottom of my shoe and grind their asses out like hot chewing gum. So while it took you a few days to decide to accept my challenge, plans were in motion. There are some loyal soldiers on Smackdown to you, but there's a hell of a lot more loyal to ME. I said I'd take care of Evolution and I did. And again, Nick, Donnie, YOU'RE WELCOME.”

"But back on to the deal between you and me..." Orton stares closer in the mic. "This isn’t about Evolution...its not about anybody else in either locker room. It’s about you... and me. Call it a fight for pride, emancipation, call it a severance. You want me to beg for my life? Hart... you're not man enough to hear that call. Play the black hearted badass all you want. You can work it in your head all you want about threats to you... You can even get all worked up about surviving the fights you've had. I know, I've watched every single one of them. I know how you are when you're desperate...but now? I'm going to see how you are when someone's coming at you the exact... same... way. I don't want your life. I don't want your job. I don't even want your GM *ponders*... anymore. I want you. I want your pride. I want that match. And I'll see you there.”













~The crowd then goes WILD for the hometown hero, the returning REY MYSTERIO! Rey Rey shoots up from the ramp, landing in a crouched position and spins partway down the ramp, showing love to his people here in San Diego before calling for a mic.~


“Congratulations Randy Orton. The last time I saw you, you took advantage of my knee injury and laid me out in my bed for over two months, and now, you’re the Heavyweight Champion. Now I know you’ve got this huge match with Jesse Hart at the King of the Ring, and my chances at a title shot are slim, but that’s ok. I don’t WANT a title shot… I want REVENGE! Randy Orton, right here tonight in the 6… 1… 9… I want YOU!”


~The crowd breaks out into a chant of “619! 619! 619!”~


~Orton looks at him with his mic in hand.~ "Listen Rey...I'm not in the mood for any big returns. I've got my own things to deal with. If it’s an apology you want...well, go talk to Ric Flair. You got on the shelf for two months because of 6 minutes in the ring with me. This is a rough business and things happen. As for wanting ME... tonight? I don't want to put you on that broken up list again. BUT...if you're so intent on doing this to yourself... you're on. If you want to look yourself in the mirror and say you're ready to do this to your body and your family... go right ahead. Meet me out here later on."

~The crowd pops as Mysterio nods his head.~ “You talk a good game holms, but Rey Mysterio PLAYS a good game!”

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