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Results Writers : Misery Strat for match
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From: MSN Nickname-нΙѕғΙяэғ∫үғяφмнз∫�?  (Original Message)Sent: 7/1/2008 11:57 PM

The referee brings the Franchise and Ultimate Tag Team title back into the ring, giving them to Misery. He stumbles a bit, but then gladly takes the gold from the referee. He lifts the Franchise up on his right shoulder, and the Ultimate Tag Team up on his left. It's a perfect replica of Chris Jericho as the WWE champion and the WCW champion back before the Undisputed. It's obviously his model for this double champion pose. From there, he asks for a microphone, and the referee goes to fetch it. He hands the mic over to Misery. "Welcome to the first round of MOD everyone. There are thirty-two participants this year, and of course, as we know, only one winner. In the past years we have seen great MOD final matches such as Dannica versus Bobby Johnson, Da Sweet Lunatic versus Seifer, Andrew Underwood versus Seifer versus Ruckus. Who will we see go up against Dannica this year? Will Dannica even come back for MOD this year? We all know that Seifer wasn't able to make last years match. It's no secret that everyone wishes to co-headline Master of the Domain. This week, I faced off against some chick from another company. While I admire her willingness to branch out and try to make it in a company as big as BUD, I'm sorry I had to end her journey so soon."

He pauses, taking the microphone away from his mouth, and hears the chants of his name. "Surprisingly, that's not what I'm here to talk about. That's already been done, it's over with. I'm also not here to talk about who I will be facing next week either. I could sit here and give some 'bring it' speach to my opponent next week, but I'm not going to do that. Actually, I'm not even out here to talk about MOD. While I would like to win the damned thing, I also have something else on my mind. Or, someone else, rather."

Another pause, for dramatic effect, of course. At this point, the people really didn't know why Misery might be speaking at this point. "Drew Stevenson."

The crowd erupts. Not for Drew himself, but simply because Misery was obviously out here to call out the douchebag. "Drew, you like to run your mouth, but in my experience, everytime a time arises for us to truley face off, you have some excuse. Our tag match, while not a one-on-one, would have been the perfect situation. Forget about Gypsy and Jake Frost, you could have come out to that ring and shown me what you're about. I would have liked to see what all this hype is about. Instead, you should me a different side of Drew Stevenson, a side not many people have seen before. Instead of going all out, showing me a thing or two, you fell flat on your ass. You could have used that whole deal about you not caring because you have a guarenteed title shot. However, you were the one pinned in the end, so I really don't think you would be able to use that excuse. It's funny, because just days before, you told the world that I was nothing to you. So, why didn't you prove this? If you posess so much skill, then why did you feel you didn't need to prove it?" Misery raises an eyebrow, and looks out towards the crowd. It definitely got you thinking.

"You were given your chance, the next week, when I got my chance for this Franchise championship." He lifted the Franchise Championship on his right shoulder, the light bouncing off the gold. "Even if you didn't want the title, you could have proved your superiority over me. Even if you were 'too good' for me, you could have easily put me down, so why not? Instead, you layed the title down, and simply walked away. Many believe you were scared, and you really didn't want to face me. Other speculate you didn't want to risk getting hurt a week before yout title shot, but isn't that still running from me?" He walked towards the ropes, and leaned on them. He was the perfect depiction of a challenger, his titles upon his shoulders, looking towards the BUDvision.

"So Drew, I guess all I have to say is that you can run all you want, but sooner or later, I will catch you." He lowers the microphone.

Just as quickly, he raises the mic back to his mouth, a smile upon his face. "Oh yeah, and give my regards to your fiance and the baby." He winks.




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