Card for eXcess (June 21st)

[Black Spirit]

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PPV Preview:
Main Event [Members of the Triple Threats Team-Up]:
SJ Dixon, Wicked Clown & Sirus
Vs.
Black Spirit, Lord Helmchen & Jake "the Snake" Plissken

PPV Preview:
2Face & Severus Vs. Mason Gentry & The Immortal Arkken

Tag-Team Match:
Masters of Versatility Vs. Dante S. Inferno & Thoren Black

Debut:
Viciuos Little Man Vs. Gorbus

Other Match:
Cathul Vs. Quarion


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[lord]

Lord Helmchen looks at the card and shakes his head.


Lord: What the hell is this? If the bosses want me to wrestle against five men, its no problem, I will kick their ass. But why should I team up with two of them?

[Black Spirit]

\\ Black Spirit enters the Gym wearing casual clothes. He's got his GXtreme championship over his shoulder. He's obviously not there to work out

\\ He stands next to Lord Helmchen and tries to make it look as if he hasn't noticed Lord standing there

Spirit: Awwwwwww. It feels so good being a champion. Is there anything better? Oh yes. I know. Beating a nemesis to win that belt

\\ He rubs his chin and thinks for a second

Spirit: But what could it be better than that?.... Hmmmm... I know! Defeating your nemesis with a little help of another nemesis!

\\ Black Spirit hugs his GXtreme belt and swings as if he's trying to put a baby to sleep. Lord watches him looking pretty annoyed

Spirit: But what could it be better than that? What could possibly top all of that? What could it be the perfect match that could give the fans the deserving end to a long feud that has been carried for over 3 months? Hmmm......

\\ Black Spirit takes the belt with one hand and then stretches his arms as if he just woke up. And with a big yawn, he keeps talking as he puts the title right in Lord's face

Spirit: AAAaaaaawwwwwwwwwww...... I don't know... I don't know... If I only had someone to give me a reason to call for that match. After all, Emma is not around, so I could.... who knows... throw a challenge... or maybe accept a challenge or something

\\ Lord starts to clench his fists and breath heavily. Black Spirit turns around and faces Lord

Spirit: Ok, Lord, let's cut the crap 'cause I'm not a good faker. You and I know that the Ambulance Match wasn't enough to finish our feud. You and I also want to give Jake a lesson to make him shut up. So, this is what I came to tell you; Jake, you, I and this baby on the line

\\ Spirit raises the GXtreme title one more time to show it to Lord.

Spirit: And I want it to be in a match that has only happened 2 times here in GX. A match that was made famous by members of the Television Division, specially by our old member Darknezz; Fans Bring The Weapons!

[lord]

Lord Helmchen smiles at Black Spirit.


Lord: Looks like you haven't won many titles in your career. I think you need a girl Blacky, or maybe a man? Who knows.............


Lord goes face on face with Spirit.


Lord: I told it Plissken, and know I betray it to you: You have this title just because.............. I WANT IT.


Lord peers at the title for a second, then he looks back in Spirit's eyes.


Lord: It doesn't matter what kind of match you apply for the PPV. Do you remember what I told you at the beginning of the season? I said: At the end of the season I will stand above your bloody body. But the situation has changed a little bit.


Lord smiles at Black Spirit.


Lord: I will stand above your bloody body with this title in my hand. Hahahhahahahaha


Lord walks towards the door.


Lord: Ohhhhhh, I forgot. Plissken will not be a problem. He is an idiot. He doesn't learn anything. He thinks he can play with the big guys. Well, then I will stand above two bloody bodies with the title in my hand at the PPV. Hahaahahahaha..........


Lord leaves the room.

[mapoko]

Mapoko and Tao are training some double team moves, but Mapoko stops for few seconds observing the behavior of Black Spirit and Lord.
Tao to Mapoko : Look at this two ... They both have bigger ego than you ...
Mapoko replies : Look at them ... they will practically eat each other ...
Tao : Dont tell me that you are thinking about it ...
Mapoko : Ofcourse I am! Just need to seize the moment ... Hopefully next season.
Tao : Snap out of it ! Just focus on our next match! I dont want us to lose because you will be distracted!
Mapoko : Dont worry. You know Im always focused! Just thinking 1 step ahead. You should do it as well.

Then both wrestlers continue the training.

[snake]

Jake enters the Gym and sees Black Spirit standing in the middle of the room with the title in his hands

He steps closer and begin to speak

Jake: I see this piece of crap "Lord Dumbhead" walking out here! Did he say something different than normaly?

Jake thinks about his words

Jake: No.... No i don´t think so!

Jake looks on the card for the next show

Jake: Is this an joke Black Spirit? The three of us togehter?

Jake: I mean you and me ok! But Lord? He his nothing and you know that! But ok! I will do this match and at the PPV i get this title back!

Jake turns away to get ready to train

Jake: Or what do you think which way it will go?

[dantesinferno]

A camera view is seen moving down the corridors leading to the inside of the arena, several fans who went to the concession stand passing by, hurrying back to their seats, not wishing to miss any more action than they already have. Standing just at the entrance to the inner arena, a man with long black hair with redstreaks in it, wearing a large black trench and shades, leans against the wall, watching, a lit cigarette in his lips.

Camera Man: Hey! You're that guy who messed up the lounge... Dante, right?

Dante, turns his head, giving a smirk.

Dante: Why yes, that would be me. Guess my little stop in for a drink got people's attention.

Camera Man: Yeah, some of the higher ups aren't too happy. Oddly enough though, the money you gave the waitress covered the damages exactly, right down to the very cent...

Dante: I'm no stranger to breaking things in a bar. After awhile, and enough lawsuits, you know exactly how much a bar brawl costs. Shouldn't you be near the ring? Catching the stars in action and what not.

Camera Man: Nah, I'm the behind the scenes guy, usually trying to catch what everyone else is up to out of the ring. Speaking of which, you're first official televised match is coming up. Man, don't envy you, going up against Masters of Versatility. Lucky for you, you have Thoren at your back.

Dante lets out a laugh, tossing the spent cig away. He shakes his head, before taking out another cigarette, lighting it up.

Dante: A match is a match. Lucky or unlucky has little do with WHO you're up against, but how you handle who you're up against. As for Thoren having my back... I don't know him, there is no trust. In fact, we're going in with two completely opposite goals. HE, already a proven member here, wants to win. ME, I want to prove myself.

Camera Man: Wouldn't that imply you want to win too?

Dante: Far from it. A win is just a number. You can win without even fighting sometimes. No, I want something far more lasting. I want to go in there, and I want people to get HURT. Pain, that is what makes a lasting impression. Win or lose, you never forget the time you got absolutely torn apart, nor does your opponent forget the pain you brought upon them. I want to go in that ring, and I want to either be carried out a loser, or limp out the winner. I want NO ONE involved in this match to walk away without at least SOME injury.

Camera Man: That seems pretty sadistic man. I mean, thats a horrible plan for a career, on both sides.

Dante: Its the nature of those who go to war. The man with the most scars gets the most respect. So, if Masters of Versatility are watching, along with Thoren Black, I wish to pass on a message... when you face me, be prepared to have to put me down HARD, or else you will regret letting me stay on my feet. And Thoren... I'll try to leave enough of them for you to get your win...

With that, Dante shoves past the camera man, chuckling, as he goes off towards the concession stands.

Camera Man: Where do freaks like him come from?