Alex Stryder Sends a Message to AWF

[Xplizit]

Get Your Hands off me by JIN blasts out of the speakers, vivid images of Xplizit play over the titantron simultaneously as the AWF packed arena explodes with cheers. Through the white smoke that fills the entrance platform, a sillohette appears and reveals himself before the world. Amongst the smoke Tony Silver, Mic in hand hurrys up to the entrance ramp and stands next to the mysterious man. Tony Quickly pulls a card from his jacket pocket and raises the Mic to his mouth.

Tony: "Ladies and Gentlemen, before you stands a man formely known to you as Xplizit and to others, Shogun. Tonight I can reveal that this man is indeed fact, The Self Proclaimed, Prince Of Pain, Ale.."

The unknown superstar grabs the Mic from Tony Silver pushes him aside and walks down to the ring.

Stryder: "Enough of the gimmicks! enough of the factions, the dark and light, good and evil, My name is Alex Stryder and I am here to wrestle!"

Stryder lowers his Mic as the crowd eventually begin to chant "Stryder". He Jumps over the ring rope and centers himself in the ring.

Stryder: "That's right, Y'all know Stryders been away from wrestling in general for some time but Stryders back so to speak and better than ever. I'ts funny, Stryder flick on to AWF the other night to see that the roster has evolved quite a bit. You got that psycho freak of nature, Jackel ranting on about the teams him and his Triad have defeated, Willy James, Frank Dubaine. Then you got the new packages like Surf n Turf.....Now what on earth kinda name is that. Not to mention that there is still a thread of S.I.N hanging about but, you can see what the Stryder man's getting at. Where does Stryder catergorise himself between the mockery of superstars that fill that locker room. At the back of line?"

The crowd yell 'no'.

Stryder: "Hell No! you see Stryder should be at the front of the line because none of those wasters back there even remotely measure up to the physical standard or in ring skil intelect of Alex Stryder."

The Stryder chants fill the arena, Xplizit walks towards the rope facing the entrance ramp and leans on it.

Stryder: "Now before the Stryder man leaves, is there any such fool back in locker room upset about what Stryder has said? If there is come on down to the ring."

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[KraZ]

Save Yourself, plays and the winless Jason Epic makes his way out. He has a mic in his hand.

Well, I am glad you got that name thing figured out, but who you be? Some queen of soft core. You are here to wrestle, that's nice. I am here to wrestle also. So what you think about that... Fail boy. You wanna come out here and waste the fans time.... with whatever this is? Well, child, guess what I am here to give you a dose of some Epic Fail upside your head, dog. What ya think about that shit? Hell mr. Wrestler why don't you even pick the poison?

[Xplizit]

For a few seconds Stryder blankly stares at Jason Epic with absolutely no emotion in his face. Finally he raises his Mic back up..

Stryder: Fail, Boy? Child?...Queen Of Softcore!?

Stryder bursts out laughing and walks backward, after a few seconds he immediately gets serious again.

Stryder: "Stryder should bitch slap you but Stryder doesn't even know who you are. You mean to tell me that you gathered up the courage to come out here to face me and the best thing you could come up with, was...Epic fail. Talking about how your going to 'Epic fail' Stryder upside the head, Stryder will tell you this, your going to epic fail yourself straight into Stryders foot if you ever think about coming out here with that big man attitude bull shit again."

Stryder stops for a second and leans back onto the ring ropes.

Stryder: "Why don't we have a good old fashioned singles match, If the Shinobi Clutch doesn't tap you out, then the Stryder Kick will knock you out. How about that Mr Epic Fail at his own insults?"

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[KraZ]

He looks over at the man called, Stryker. He's still smiling and then returns to speaking.

Really now, I fail at insults? I don't thing so Mr. Wanna act tough. Dude, I ain't scared of you. A simply singles match is fine, but you'll be tapping for Mana. Or I'll be joke ya
mind. See, kid I know abit about submissions to.

[Xplizit]

Alex Stryder shakes his head and raises the mic back to his mouth.

Stryder: "Your going to joke me? I don't even know what your talking about but never the less, come thursday The Prince of Pain will be stomping all over your stupid ass. But until then, pheasents in the back, roll my music!"

Stryders Music blasts out of the speakers.

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