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Date Posted: 03:04:56 03/07/05 Mon
Author: Athene
Subject: Crowning
In reply to: SD! General Manager - Athene 's message, "State of the Championship" on 00:17:42 02/28/05 Mon





~“You Think I Ain’t Worth A Dollar But I Feel Like A Millionaire” blows up over the speakers as the crowd boos for the arrival of Athene, though the booing is more dim than usual, as the crowd knows that they are finally about to hear what they’ve been anticipating all night. Athene heads down the ramp, mic in one hand, the World Championship belt in the other, her face still looking somber, and she is all business as she steps into the ring. She breathes in deeply, obviously not happy about the announcement she has to make.~

“Tonight has been the hardest night for me since I took the job as Smackdown!’s General Manager. Never have I been faced with such a difficult position, where our own World Champion is rendered incapable of defending his title… where I have to strip Smackdown!’s Champion, someone I care deeply about, of his well-deserved championship.”

~She sighs deeply.~

“And as if that wasn’t hard enough… I then have to make the most difficult decision I’ve yet had to make as General Manager, and that’s determining who is the most suited to become the NEW World Champion. I thought that by telling these men what was at stake tonight, by making them compete, they would all bring their A games and show me who was best. Well I was right, they all did give it their best, but that’s just made my decision that much harder. How am I supposed to pick ONE person to be the World Champion? How am I supposed to pick the man who’s essentially going to be filling Jesse Hart’s shoes?”

~She shakes her head, looking down briefly.~

“Tonight I saw men compete with all they had to try and prove to me that they deserved to be the World Champion. Tonight I saw men with incredible drive, ambition, determination… and HUNGER. Finally, after some deep deliberation, I knew that there was one man who deserved this belt…” ~holds the Championship high~ “I know now that there’s only one man who can carry this company, who can hold that kind of weight on his shoulders. There’s only one man who has proven that he IS the best that Smackdown! – that even RAW – has to offer. There is only one man who deserves this belt. That man knows who he is, and I’d like him to come out now to accept his rightfully earned title.”

~There is silence for several moments, and the entire arena is waiting in anticipation, the fans all holding in their breath.~



























-Finally, the crowd must wait no longer as the opening drumming to Dope’s “Debonaire” picks up over the speakers. The fans immediately begin to boo as the tempo of the song increases, and they then BOOM with boos as Jesse Hart walks out from under the Smacktron!-

















-Hart walks out in his street gear and stands at the top of the stage, smirking from ear to ear as he looks all around the arena, holding his arms out to his side and soaks it all in. He shakes his head at the reaction as he makes his way down the ramp, stopping at the bottom and points to a fan in the front row that is screaming at him, simply laughing.-


-Athene sits on the middle ropes as he walks up the ring steps, holding them open for him. He steps inside of the ring and nods to Athene, who returns his smirk. The General Manager then hands him the World Championship belt and shakes his hand to a LOUD chorus of boos from the fans. Athene then hands the champion the microphone, but the fans simply will not allow him to speak, chanting…-


“UN-DER-TA-KER! UN-DER-TA-KER! UN-DER-TA-KER! UN-DER-TA-KER!”


-Hart places the championship across his shoulder, holding a hand out and addresses the crowd in his low, bass-filled, raspy voice.- I BURIED The Undertaker!

-He stops and soaks in the boos before continuing.- That dead son of a bitch is simply that… dead. He’s gone, he ain’t comin’ back, and I’M the one left standing!

-These rabid fans continue to shower the champion with boos, not letting up what-so-ever as Hart continues.- Did you guys ACTUALLY believe that I was done? Did you ACTUALLY believe that I would allow THE UNDERTAKER, some old, geriatric, demented wannabe, of all people, to put ME out? -He laughs slightly.- I’m Jesse Hart, bitches, and I’m Untouchable!

-He holds his arms out to his side as the fans become louder and louder, cursing at him.- This whole night was to prove one thing and one thing alone, and that’s that no one… and I mean NO ONE, can replace Jesse Hart. ‘Thene spent all night showcasing the top talent in the world, but still, there was NO ONE who could fill my shoes. No one in the present, no one in the past, and only my offspring in the future just MIGHT be able to compare to the Legend that is Jesse Hart. I am your champion, I am your idol, and I am the closest thing to God that any of you are ever going to see.

-The fans begin to lynch Hart, and security has to tighten up to keep them from climbing over the barricade. Jesse points to an overweight man in the front row.- You want to be like me… -He then points to the man’s wife next to him.- She wants to be with me… -He motions to the entire arena.- And you all PAID to see me! All of that hard earned money, working for two dollars an hour at the drive-thru and at Wal-Mart, spent on witnessing what I’ve been saying all along, and that’s that I’m the absolute BEST that this industry and Hollywood has ever had to offer! Bret Hart, The Rock, Kurt Angle, The Undertaker, and even that BITCH Triple H could only dream of being at the stage that I’m at. My name is Jesse Hart, and whether you like it or not, it just doesn’t matter, you will all continue to put money in my pocket because I am THE World Heavyweight Champion!

-Hart lowers the mic and grins over to Athene as the fans absolutely BOOM with boos. However, they soon pop as “Whatever” blasts over the speakers, signaling the arrival of Chris Benoit!-
















~Benoit marches down the ramp on his toes with purpose, entering the ring and going right up into Jesse’s face, butting chests with him.~


-The champion backs into the ropes, and Benoit follows, trapping him there. Jesse holds a hand up, bringing the mic up to his lips to speak, but Chris latches onto his wrist and pulls the mic in his own direction.-


Benoit: The time for talking… is OVER! ~He breathes heavily, staring into Hart’s eyes with intensity.~ I’ve stood by quietly long enough while you’ve run your mouth week in and week out, and I’ve had enough! I watched you grow up having everything handed to you, and this championship is NO different. I busted my ass for nearly TWENTY years before I beat Kurt Angle for the Undisputed Championship, and I’m sick of seeing these titles used as props to stroke everyone’s egos!

-Jesse goes to speak, but Benoit cuts him off once more.- This belt may be just a trophy to you and everyone else in the back, but this belt is… my… LIFE! If you want to continue using this belt as your own personal whore, then you’re going to have to EARN the right and PROVE… ME… WRONG!

-Jesse moves his head to the side, but Benoit grabs him by the cheeks, forcing him to stare into his eyes.- BE A MAN, JESSE! BE A MAN!

-Hart speaks into the mic, getting fired up by this point.- Be a man? BE A MAN? I’ll make you TAP like a BITCH!

~Benoit nods his head, releasing Hart.~ That’s what I wanted to hear.

~Benoit now takes a few steps back, mouthing “next week”, to which Hart nods in agreement. As soon as Chris turns his back and heads towards the ropes, Hart goes to charge him from behind, but The Crippler turns on a dime and pulls Jesse face first into the mat with a Crippler Crossface to a HUGE pop from the crowd!~

~Athene hurries in to break it up, but Benoit pops up to his feet and almost takes her down into a Crossface! The General Manager nearly escapes his grasp and backs away, holding her hands up.~

~Benoit looks down to Hart and does the SNOCK ROCKET onto him before heading out of the ring! The crowd explodes as Jesse pops up to his knees, wiping his head in disgust and shoots fire from his eyes as he stares at Benoit.~

~”Whatever” plays Smackdown! to a close as Chris Benoit stands at the top of the stage, motioning to his waist as Hart sits on his knees in the ring with Athene behind him, and the championship laid out in front of him.~

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