Batista Rules.
01-07-2008, 04:18 PM
"Still Frame" by Trapt hits the loudspeakers of a houseshow, merely days from Christmas Carnage, where Mark Marvin tries to gain the Xtreme Title for the sixth time. The crowd boo as Marvin comes out from behind the curtains in a casual suit, with no tie. He walks down to the ring not ackowledging the fans, he walks around and grabs a microphone from ringside before climbing up the steps and entering the ring through the second rope. He walks to the centre, and then, half grinning, he raises his arms in a taunt which gains more heat from the crowd, when finally the crowd's boos quieten down, Mark Marvin speaks.
Marvin: You people don't like me? What, why? Is because I'm not like your buddy Zack Evermore? Whats so great about him that I haven't got? Is it because I don't use awful puns and cheap pops to win your affection? Thats so pathetic. But that doesn't even matter, because I haven't come to win your affection. No, I have come here to talk to your people and explain to you why I will win the Xtreme Championship at Christmas Carnage, because I know that each and every one of you idiots doesn't know, and hasn't found out why I am a FIVE TIME! FIVE TIME! FIVE TIME! FIVE TIME! FIVE TIME Xtreme Champion! And I know that every single one of you dumb people will be cheering for your hero Evermore.
The crowd chant "Evermore, Evermore...".
Marvin: You may chant his name, but both you and I know that he is out of my league, I shouldn't have even agreed to this godforsaken match, the only time Marvin and Evermore should be in the sentence should go something alng the lines of, "Marvin will be the Xtreme Champion for evermore." Or something like that... It's pathetic how you people cheer for a man, who has probably taken drugs during his band days, a man that probably drinks himself in and out of death so the only time his mother see's him is when he's flat out on his backside, drunken and disorderly being brought home by the cops after a fight at the bar! That is the sort of man who is representing the Xtreme Title right now! And I am not having a punk like this hold the title that I carved into the history books!
Mark looks infuriated as the fans continue chanting "Evermore, Evermore..." continuously.
Marvin: When I was Xtreme champion, it became the most-watched title on TV! It was defended every single damn week, we had five star matches, we had cages, tables, ladders, the terrodrome, chairs and god damn cheese-graters! It was when I became the champion, that the belt lived up to it's name, Mark Marvin single handedly made that belt extreme and the sooner you realise it, the better, Zack Evermore. If you even think for one second that you stand a chance against the greatest champion that belt has ever seen then you are a very mistaken man. That area was the XTREME ERA and it all happened because of me! Before Mark Marvin that belt was nothing, If I had not held that belt five times and made it what it is today you holding it would be worth absolutely nothing! You holding that championship is insulting to me, to think what it has degraded to once I left the division is shocking, when I win the title, I will save the division that you, Zack Evermore, almost ruined.
Marvin looks at the fans, who are booing him.
Marvin: You god-damn no good ungrateful people! I come out here and perform week after week and lay my body on the line for your entertainment, and yet you don't respect me, you're disgusting, each and every one of you. I'm absolutely sick of it, this is why I am dressing formally to the ring tonight, you people don't deserve to see me perform! I shouldn't have to wrestle for you people night after night, it's already taxing weekly, let alone this! I work over 250 days for you people, travelling to city after city, and organising it, I have to do that myself you know! Because there's no personal assistant willing to travel around everywhere I go and book hotels and rent cars! So I do that myself! And yet how can you people be more ungrateful, you boo, slander me and cheer for punks like Zack Evermore! I can't stand this atmosphere! I think I'm going to go head to the back, and have a shower, I feel dirty standing so close to you people.
The crowd on on their feet booing and the occasional drink is thrown at Marvin, who ignores this and walks right the the back.
Marvin: You people don't like me? What, why? Is because I'm not like your buddy Zack Evermore? Whats so great about him that I haven't got? Is it because I don't use awful puns and cheap pops to win your affection? Thats so pathetic. But that doesn't even matter, because I haven't come to win your affection. No, I have come here to talk to your people and explain to you why I will win the Xtreme Championship at Christmas Carnage, because I know that each and every one of you idiots doesn't know, and hasn't found out why I am a FIVE TIME! FIVE TIME! FIVE TIME! FIVE TIME! FIVE TIME Xtreme Champion! And I know that every single one of you dumb people will be cheering for your hero Evermore.
The crowd chant "Evermore, Evermore...".
Marvin: You may chant his name, but both you and I know that he is out of my league, I shouldn't have even agreed to this godforsaken match, the only time Marvin and Evermore should be in the sentence should go something alng the lines of, "Marvin will be the Xtreme Champion for evermore." Or something like that... It's pathetic how you people cheer for a man, who has probably taken drugs during his band days, a man that probably drinks himself in and out of death so the only time his mother see's him is when he's flat out on his backside, drunken and disorderly being brought home by the cops after a fight at the bar! That is the sort of man who is representing the Xtreme Title right now! And I am not having a punk like this hold the title that I carved into the history books!
Mark looks infuriated as the fans continue chanting "Evermore, Evermore..." continuously.
Marvin: When I was Xtreme champion, it became the most-watched title on TV! It was defended every single damn week, we had five star matches, we had cages, tables, ladders, the terrodrome, chairs and god damn cheese-graters! It was when I became the champion, that the belt lived up to it's name, Mark Marvin single handedly made that belt extreme and the sooner you realise it, the better, Zack Evermore. If you even think for one second that you stand a chance against the greatest champion that belt has ever seen then you are a very mistaken man. That area was the XTREME ERA and it all happened because of me! Before Mark Marvin that belt was nothing, If I had not held that belt five times and made it what it is today you holding it would be worth absolutely nothing! You holding that championship is insulting to me, to think what it has degraded to once I left the division is shocking, when I win the title, I will save the division that you, Zack Evermore, almost ruined.
Marvin looks at the fans, who are booing him.
Marvin: You god-damn no good ungrateful people! I come out here and perform week after week and lay my body on the line for your entertainment, and yet you don't respect me, you're disgusting, each and every one of you. I'm absolutely sick of it, this is why I am dressing formally to the ring tonight, you people don't deserve to see me perform! I shouldn't have to wrestle for you people night after night, it's already taxing weekly, let alone this! I work over 250 days for you people, travelling to city after city, and organising it, I have to do that myself you know! Because there's no personal assistant willing to travel around everywhere I go and book hotels and rent cars! So I do that myself! And yet how can you people be more ungrateful, you boo, slander me and cheer for punks like Zack Evermore! I can't stand this atmosphere! I think I'm going to go head to the back, and have a shower, I feel dirty standing so close to you people.
The crowd on on their feet booing and the occasional drink is thrown at Marvin, who ignores this and walks right the the back.