Post by morningstar on Mar 28, 2008 14:01:49 GMT -5
A rather leggy looking woman stood in the view of the camera, Alexis was somewhere behind her but lets face it. He wasn't the focus anymore. She smiled brightly, holding and IWF microphone in her hands, as she then spoke.
Amanda Chase: "The IWF has many things. It has rejects from prison, it has rejects from the circus, and it has rejects from the biggest loser. But do you know one thing this place actually lacks? Talent. There are a few good apples in the bunch..."
She smiled brightly, her long blond curls bouncing around on her face as she took a step to the side so that Alexis could be seen. He was sporting his usual Prada sunglasses and a fur coat; todays choice was white; it matched his tights and his boots.
Amanda Chase: "But do any of those Apple's really compair to the greatness that is the Adonis of professional wrestling? Do any of them really have the skill to go toe-to-toe with Wrestling's only three time world Muay Thai Champion? I don't think so. With that said, let me introduce your next TV Champion; Alexis Morningstar"
Alexis smirked as he took a few steps forward, letting his right arm wrap around the young beauties waist as he took the microphone from her and smirked. He looked to be in good spirits that day; but what reason did have not to be?
Alexis Morningstar: "Everyone seems to be talking about how much of a brown nose I am, or that I'm gay. When did being friendly make you a lesser person? When did showing a sense of humanity make you less of an in-ring competitor? In my book it never has and it never will. Do you know why my book matters so much...Because I fucking wrote it you son of a bitches. You take a look at the past of this company, and that past is the CWA, I was the last true TVX Champion, and that's all going to start again come this tournament.
This Pay Per View, whatever the fuck it is. I'm going to own that shit like no other. Because the IWF belongs to Alexis Morningstar and there isn't a man alive that can stop me. Hell, you can drag Timothy Draven's corpse out of the ground and I'll skull fuck him into submission.."
The crowd didn't seem to like Alexis' last comment, but he didn't seem to mind as he flashed his million dollar smile. Pressing his fingers to his coat, he quickly parted it to reveal his Anthony Jordan T-Shirt. It was obvious he was commending the man for returning to the ring.
Amanda Chase: "Because the fact of the matter is, in there here and now. Alexis Morningstar is the best the thing that the television division has. That's not an ego, that's the truth. What does anyone else in this division have...?"
Alexis snickered as he pulled the microphone back towards his lips, as he let his sunglasses dip on his nose a bit. His eyes were now visible, and they were burning a hole through the camera.
Alexis Morningstar: "Not a god damn thing. That's the point. Of course there are men like Eric Kim, men who actually had some talent. But then what else do we have? Some giant dumb piece of shit named Barbados? Another dumb piece of shit named Jacob Hastings who possibly sucked a little bit too much cock in prison? What does that leave you with? Supremacy. Nothing more and nothing less. My supremacy of the Television division.
Now, I know I have my doubters. I know have those who still think I just might vanish. But if they still think I'm going to vanish, there is no point in trying to bring them around. I've been back and pumping for about three months now. I'm on a runaway train that ain't stopping, so boys...you better get the fuck out of the way, or you just might get ran over..."
