Lance Addresses Everyone

[lancekhaos]

Well Tweeks finally returned and has said that whoever wins between Razor Rob and Lance Khaos, will get to face him for the Xtreme title. Now this is nothing like Lance wanted. But you know what, lets just get into the scene so this can all be explained.

The crowd is silent when "Im Not Jesus" begins to play over the P.A system. Lance Khaos steps out from the backstage area in his regular street cloths. He climbs up the steel stairs, gets a mic from a stage hand and begins to speak.

:/:/:Lance:/:/:
We came out here about two weeks ago and challenged Tweeks to a Khaotic Lair match. We did not do it for titles, we did not do it for cash or contendership, hell, we did not even do it for a win. We did it because last time Tweeks and us faced off, he got himself disqualified after the fact we said we were dedicating that match to our friend who passed away. We put ever single thing we had in that match and our friend would understand that, even if we lost. If we lost, we said we were going to leave CWF and that is why Tweeks got himself disqualified. He thought we were not championship material, and he is right. Especially after the past couple of months.

:/:/:Khaos:/:/:
I even agree and I don't normally agree with anybody. Over the past few months, we have had a hard time. We lost our friend and we lost pretty much every single match we were in. We have been in this business for about 6 years now and every time we come out here and put our heart and soul into everything we do. But somehow, and we never knew this was possible, either this place or just Tweeks has taken away the passion away for the business.

:/:/:Lance:/:/:
We are not trying to bring you down, we know we are all here to have a good time. We have thought wrong and hard about this and we have decided to quit the business. We wanted just one more match with Tweeks so we can get a fair loss or fair win over him with no dq or count out, a little blood, no escape and one last fun time in this ring. The last match we had, after it we had the sickest feeling we ever had after a match because of the ending. We have a long road to recovery and we don't even know if wrestling is in our future.

:/:/:Khaos:/:/:
So this is farewell for now. We actually screw "for now" this is farewell for pretty much ever. There is anything anybody in the back wishes to say to me, CJ and Rob have my info so they can relay the message, as well as the management team. So good bye everyone and thanks for the memories.

With that said Lance drops the mic and heads backstage, with no music playing or anything.

TBCB Anybody I guess, wont promise I will read or reply

[evanstarr]

"Won't Back Down" by Fuel begins to play. The crowd erupts in a chorus of boos as Evan Starr emerges from the back. He doesn't pose or pause in any way, instead heading straight to the ring. he enters through the ropes, already having a mic in his hand. He raises it to speak,

"Well, isn't this deja vu all over again? For those of you that don't remember, I made my in ring debut, the last time Lance Khaos quit. I came out here to this ring and told the world that any company would benefit from ridding itself of the losers and quitters. I predicted great things for myself, and I accomplished them."

"Usually I don't do this, because it's none of my business. This time though, I'm going to say my piece. Lance the time I made my in ring debut, the last time you quit, you said and I quote "this is for real, I won't be back." You said you wouldn't be back and yet you came back, begging for forgiveness, promising you were ready and focused. You said that this company had shit on you, yet you were so eager to come back again."

"You know what your problem is Lance? You expect too much for yourself. I've watched you. I never approached you, because I know you have the power to single handedly kill an angle, and bring the drawing value of a feud way down. I have noticed you though. You want the world title. Oh sure, you may pretend you don't, but you do. You had your chance to go after it, but you lost that when you shot your mouth off. You pretend you want to face Tweeks for the Xtreme title, but let's face it, you want in the ring with him so you can say "look, I can hang with the world champion" but you can't."

"You come out here, week after week, offering Tweeks different matches. First off, Tweeks gave you a shot at the Xtreme championship, which you blew. Then he gave you and Rob a chance. That's double the chances for you. And as you admitted you've lost most of your recent matches. Why do you even deserve a shot? You've been given every opportunity to succeed. If this was my company, I would have never let your ass back in. But you were let back in. You were let back in and given shots. What did you do? You let this company down again."

"You're a quitter Lance. You're a loser. People like you damage this company, and that is my business. I've busted my ass to rise to the top levels of this business, and people like you are destroying it. What happened to your friend was no doubt a tragedy, but it's also tragic that you attempt to use it against people. The fact is Lance this company didn't kill your passion to do this. Tweeks didn't kill your passion to do this. You killed your passion to do this. You did it, because your version of passion is a selfish passion. Anybody who looked at your work since your return knows you didn't do as much as you could have. It's your own fault you acheived nothing."

"I'm glad you're leaving Lance, because you suck. Tweeks has bigger problems to worry about. Like me. You think he's even going to pay you any mind with our match looming? Did that hurt your feelings that we weren't treated to a Lance/Tweeks main event every week. Did it hurt your feelings that we didn't have to see you embaressed for the hundredth time? Tweeks gave you the benefit of the doubt and even faced you again, after you had already proven you weren't worthy."

"Don't ever let me catch you back around here Lance. Because the day I see you back, I am going to make it my personal mission to destroy you. I will make it my personal mission to "kill your passion" to take all the fun out of it for you. I will attack you every time I see you. I will show up to dispute every promo you do. And if we are ever put in a match together, well I'll beat you into submission. You're done. Don't ever come back. These people don't give a damn about you, and neither do the boys in the back. They don't like me much either. These people get a good laugh everytime Tweeks makes a comment about me, and yet I'm still here. Why? Because I know I'm better than him, and better than these people. I'm a man Lance, I don't run weeping like a little girl when things don't go my way."

"You're always going to be a loser Lance, and like I told you the last time you quit, good riddance."

Evan drops the mic and exits the ring.

[j0hnnybcrock3d]

Just then "Pride" by Damage Plan hit over the P.A System.. Not a lot of people would remember who that belonged to.. But a few were about to get a flash back as Johnny Creado popped out of the curtains with his arms extended out and a big goofy grin on his face. He had a cast on his right elbow still.. Creado walked over to the edge of the stage looking at Lance and Evan as they stared back at him.. He proceeded to reach into his pocket and pull out a switch blade that he used then to saw through his cast.. He dropped the blade down onto the stage and whipped his cast into the crowd.. A very happy looking Creado then found himself a microphone.. He stood there still absorbing the reaction he had.. Which wasn't earth shaking, but it was still good. The music cut out and before you knew it, Creado was bitching at Evan.. De-ja-vu is a bitch isn't it?

Johnny C/
"Well, I guess if this is De-Ja-Vu all over again.. Then I guess we all know what happens next, don't we folks? Why yes... Yes... I think it goes like this.. I remind Evan he's a cheeseball.. I throw my microphone at his head.. and we all have a g'ol time laughin' at his stoopid ass and we kick it and relax, don't we? Oh, I remember quite well..."

The crowd is buzzing at this moment.. Especially as he begins to walk down the ramp toward the two.

Johnny C/
"You've made it pretty far since I have been gone, haven't you, kid? It's been what? Four... Five months? GOD DAMN IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME... Well I guess that's what I get for fracturing my bones over your face isn't it?"

Johnny climbs up the stairs ever slowly.. Still talking to Evan as he stands there on the apron now.. Slightly leaning down on the ropes, he is very relaxed.

Johnny C/
"You know... I did learn one thing from all of this... Drink milk.. And kids.. It is a very serious thing to keep drinking milk."

Johnny climbs in the ring through the ropes and walks over to the two with his right hand in his pocket.. He continued to speak.

Johnny C/
"And another I have always liked to remind everyone is that.. Karma..."

*BAP!* There Evan was.. Laid out on the canvas as Johnny held in his hand a pair of brass knuckles.. He had a big ol grin on his face as he looked over to Lance and shook his head.

Johnny C/
"Is a fuckin' bitch aint it!?"

The crowd was roaring just to see that man out cold.. Even though it was a dirty and cheap tactic.. They did quite love that and they were definitely showing their appreciation right now.

Johnny C/
"Now maybe you won't forget me aye? .. I guess I'll be dealing with you after your bizness is attended to?"

He chuckled and looked back at Lance and just shook his head once more.. Probably in disappointment more so than anything else.. "Pride" hit over again and Johnny began to walk up the ramp.

TBC if you want.. Do whatever.. S'all good.