Post by Jesse Styles on Mar 10, 2013 18:37:20 GMT -6
Ignite has been everything it's always cracked up to be. There isn't a seat empty. The previous match up was one of the smaller ones for the evening but yet only wets the appetite of the fans of the NEW.
Iceman is slow to get to his feet as he has just been in a four way dance. He leans against the ropes and pulls himself up. He is slow to get over to the time keeper's table but does so and gets a microphone. There is a combination of boos and cheers for the mysterious man known as the Cold One.
Iceman raises the mic to his mouth as soon as things are relatively quiet in the arena.
Iceman:I want everyone to know how much of an honor it is to compete in NEW rings and arenas both week in and week out. I know I've been on a losing streak but that's about to change. Well, it will or I will die trying to make it that way.
fans:ICEMAN! ICEMAN!!
Iceman:for those who cheer, thanks. For those who boo, go fuck yourself!! Now then...
The fans that booed are booing again and this time louder.
Iceman:I'm talking! Now then. I have been on a losing streak and I blame that on one person. I think it started there and it will end there. Now it's no secret who that particular someone is. I mean come on. Unless you've been sleeping under a rock or trapped on an island you damn well know who I'm talking about. I'm talking about LOST IN TIME!
There is a mix of boos and cheers at the sound of that name.
Iceman:Lost, listen up and listen good. We have some unfinished business. I suggest you get your ass out here right now or I'll come back there and kick your locker room door down and bring you you here. So yeah this is a call out. Lost in Time..come down or be chickenshit!!
The lights go out suddenly and...... Lost IN time appears at the top of the ramp. He doesn't look happy as there is still a mixture of cheers and boos that greet him.
No music as he just walks down the isle. He gets to the ring, climbs the stairs and gets into the ring by way of the middle ropes. He walks up to Iceman and gets in his face. They stare eye to eye and nose to nose at one another.
Iceman:so you finally have the guts to show up.
Lost in Time stands there for a moment and then all of a sudden grabs the mic out of Iceman's hand.
Lost:You want to write someone a threatening note? You wanna talk some smack behind my back? Look chump. I'm here to face you like a man. If you have a problem with me, now is the time to say so.
Iceman shakes his head up and down.
Lost:I beat you fair and square. I put your damn shoulders to the mat for a one, two three. I did what any other competitor would do. I came to win. I came to prove a point to everyone in NEW, and that includes you. I proved it too. Now you want to play spoiled sport and call me out? I don't care about you, but I tell you what. You want a match with me? YOU GOT IT!!
The fans are all cheering around the arena.
Lost:so get ready for the ass beating of your life sucka!!
Lost drops the mic as Iceman shoves him. He shoves Iceman back before Iceman tries to hit him with a right hand. Lost blocks it and then lands a right of his own right on the kisser of Iceman. Iceman is on the mat as security runs out to keep this thing from getting out of control.
Iceman is slow to get to his feet as he has just been in a four way dance. He leans against the ropes and pulls himself up. He is slow to get over to the time keeper's table but does so and gets a microphone. There is a combination of boos and cheers for the mysterious man known as the Cold One.
Iceman raises the mic to his mouth as soon as things are relatively quiet in the arena.
Iceman:I want everyone to know how much of an honor it is to compete in NEW rings and arenas both week in and week out. I know I've been on a losing streak but that's about to change. Well, it will or I will die trying to make it that way.
fans:ICEMAN! ICEMAN!!
Iceman:for those who cheer, thanks. For those who boo, go fuck yourself!! Now then...
The fans that booed are booing again and this time louder.
Iceman:I'm talking! Now then. I have been on a losing streak and I blame that on one person. I think it started there and it will end there. Now it's no secret who that particular someone is. I mean come on. Unless you've been sleeping under a rock or trapped on an island you damn well know who I'm talking about. I'm talking about LOST IN TIME!
There is a mix of boos and cheers at the sound of that name.
Iceman:Lost, listen up and listen good. We have some unfinished business. I suggest you get your ass out here right now or I'll come back there and kick your locker room door down and bring you you here. So yeah this is a call out. Lost in Time..come down or be chickenshit!!
The lights go out suddenly and...... Lost IN time appears at the top of the ramp. He doesn't look happy as there is still a mixture of cheers and boos that greet him.
No music as he just walks down the isle. He gets to the ring, climbs the stairs and gets into the ring by way of the middle ropes. He walks up to Iceman and gets in his face. They stare eye to eye and nose to nose at one another.
Iceman:so you finally have the guts to show up.
Lost in Time stands there for a moment and then all of a sudden grabs the mic out of Iceman's hand.
Lost:You want to write someone a threatening note? You wanna talk some smack behind my back? Look chump. I'm here to face you like a man. If you have a problem with me, now is the time to say so.
Iceman shakes his head up and down.
Lost:I beat you fair and square. I put your damn shoulders to the mat for a one, two three. I did what any other competitor would do. I came to win. I came to prove a point to everyone in NEW, and that includes you. I proved it too. Now you want to play spoiled sport and call me out? I don't care about you, but I tell you what. You want a match with me? YOU GOT IT!!
The fans are all cheering around the arena.
Lost:so get ready for the ass beating of your life sucka!!
Lost drops the mic as Iceman shoves him. He shoves Iceman back before Iceman tries to hit him with a right hand. Lost blocks it and then lands a right of his own right on the kisser of Iceman. Iceman is on the mat as security runs out to keep this thing from getting out of control.