Orion
01-28-2008, 01:28 AM
The scene opens with Orion entering his dressing room and sets his duffel bag on the floor and sets his jacket over the back of a chair and walks back out. He then makes his way down the hallway to the entrance ramp. "For Whom the Bell Tolls" by Metallica plays as Orion makes his way to the ring amidst boos from the crowd.
Daniels: Wonder why he's coming out here...
Styles: Uhhh...he DOES have an intercontinental title match in the main event tonight...*sarcasm* but he wouldn't come out here for that....
Daniels: You're right, he's probably going to whine and complain about Rudy being out of action and he has no help tonight.
Styles: Bet $20 that he's not.
Daniels: You're on
Styles and Daniels shake hands to seal the bet as Orion slides into the ring and grabs a microphone as the crowd continues to boo him.
Orion: Yo, cut my music...As you all may know, tonight I have an opportunity to win back MY title...Well it's about DAMN TIME! The other reason I am out here is because of my manager, Mr. Rudy...
Daniels: Told ya, pay up.
Styles: Oh no, no, no. He hasn't whined and complained as you said he would, that was one of the stipulations.
Orion: I bet you all are thinking that I'm gonna whine and complain and b$%ch about Rudy being out of action. To be honest, it does suck, but in a way it's good that he's out...
Styles is sitting at the announce desk grinning from ear to ear.
Styles: To quote Xtreme...pay up, BIOOOTTCH!
Daniels pulls out a $20 and slides it to Styles, and Daniels is looking quite angry.
Orion: In fact, I am nobody's pony to the top of this company anymore! DeMarco rode my coattails and where did that get me? In a half-assed promotion in Japan to dominate a second-rate tag-team division. Not to mention he stole my wife when I was with the Elite. Vin Riddik used me to get to the top, only to leave me hanging by myself in countless tag matches. And now, Mr. Rudy...all he was doing was using me to beat the hell outta Mr. Toms week after week when he should have led me to Ken Forte's World Heavyweight Title. IT ALL ENDS NOW!!! It's MY duty and my RIGHT to be the Intercontinental Champion and the number one contender for the World Championship...
The crowd starts chanting "WAH-bulance!"
Styles: Whoa, tough crowd. Good thing Orion isn't swayed by the crowds' reactions.
Daniels: ...sounds like he's complaining now, can I have my $20 back?
Styles: No, I won it fair and square, and I'm sittin' at a 1/2 tank of gas in my car.
Orion: Tonight, I'm going to take back what's rightfully mine and start fresh, without any help from anybody. In fact, I'm going to suggest that if anyone interferes with my match tonight that the match be restarted instead of a disqualification. Now Sanchez, tonight you are for whom the bell tolls, to mark the end of your reign as IC Champ!
Orion drops the mic and "For Whom the Bell Tolls" plays again while Orion heads back up the ramp, crowd still booing.
Daniels: Are you sure I can't have it back?
Styles: Yeah, I told you, it's to put gas in my car.
Daniels: Well, my car is sitting on "E" right now.
Styles laughs and knows that Daniels is only trying to get the money back.
Styles: Just goes to show that you should be a better gambler!
The scene fades out with those two still bickering at each other.
Daniels: Wonder why he's coming out here...
Styles: Uhhh...he DOES have an intercontinental title match in the main event tonight...*sarcasm* but he wouldn't come out here for that....
Daniels: You're right, he's probably going to whine and complain about Rudy being out of action and he has no help tonight.
Styles: Bet $20 that he's not.
Daniels: You're on
Styles and Daniels shake hands to seal the bet as Orion slides into the ring and grabs a microphone as the crowd continues to boo him.
Orion: Yo, cut my music...As you all may know, tonight I have an opportunity to win back MY title...Well it's about DAMN TIME! The other reason I am out here is because of my manager, Mr. Rudy...
Daniels: Told ya, pay up.
Styles: Oh no, no, no. He hasn't whined and complained as you said he would, that was one of the stipulations.
Orion: I bet you all are thinking that I'm gonna whine and complain and b$%ch about Rudy being out of action. To be honest, it does suck, but in a way it's good that he's out...
Styles is sitting at the announce desk grinning from ear to ear.
Styles: To quote Xtreme...pay up, BIOOOTTCH!
Daniels pulls out a $20 and slides it to Styles, and Daniels is looking quite angry.
Orion: In fact, I am nobody's pony to the top of this company anymore! DeMarco rode my coattails and where did that get me? In a half-assed promotion in Japan to dominate a second-rate tag-team division. Not to mention he stole my wife when I was with the Elite. Vin Riddik used me to get to the top, only to leave me hanging by myself in countless tag matches. And now, Mr. Rudy...all he was doing was using me to beat the hell outta Mr. Toms week after week when he should have led me to Ken Forte's World Heavyweight Title. IT ALL ENDS NOW!!! It's MY duty and my RIGHT to be the Intercontinental Champion and the number one contender for the World Championship...
The crowd starts chanting "WAH-bulance!"
Styles: Whoa, tough crowd. Good thing Orion isn't swayed by the crowds' reactions.
Daniels: ...sounds like he's complaining now, can I have my $20 back?
Styles: No, I won it fair and square, and I'm sittin' at a 1/2 tank of gas in my car.
Orion: Tonight, I'm going to take back what's rightfully mine and start fresh, without any help from anybody. In fact, I'm going to suggest that if anyone interferes with my match tonight that the match be restarted instead of a disqualification. Now Sanchez, tonight you are for whom the bell tolls, to mark the end of your reign as IC Champ!
Orion drops the mic and "For Whom the Bell Tolls" plays again while Orion heads back up the ramp, crowd still booing.
Daniels: Are you sure I can't have it back?
Styles: Yeah, I told you, it's to put gas in my car.
Daniels: Well, my car is sitting on "E" right now.
Styles laughs and knows that Daniels is only trying to get the money back.
Styles: Just goes to show that you should be a better gambler!
The scene fades out with those two still bickering at each other.