Out.of.Character.Comment; goes here •�?/FONT>PROBLEM SOLVED yadda yadda, entrance, talky maybe, i'll write this later. Ezra Starr-"If I may ask you fine people here in.... where are we?" Nick Slater-"Hicksville, Ohio?" Ezra Starr-"While everyone does look like each other's cousin here, I think we're a long way from the Buckeye State, pal. But anyways, let me ask you people a question. Is it just us, or is there a serious problem here in WCW? It seems like everywhere I look, there's something.... not familiar, because it's not quiiiiite the same, it's a little tweaked. So I guess that makes them.... rip-offs, right? Before you people bust any brain cells coming up with the answer, because I know most of you only have two left, and they're fighting, the answer is 'Yes.'. Let's start with this whole Covent, or Covenant of Destruction, or Darkness, and all their little sub groups. First, you have Demon Gate. Can anyone say, Brothers of Destruction? It's the same fucking thing! Two huge guys, who happen to be brothers, being all scary and intimidating." Nick Slater-"Well, not so much scary and intimidating, as... well, annoying. But Ez, I get where you're coming from. I mean, it's like there is some rampant deficit of originality in WCW, right now, and quite frankly, it's a tad unnerving. Now, I know, me, the Genetically Superior Nick Slater would simply look that much better, around guys like the Parkers--by the way, what kind of intimidating person's name is "Parker"?--anyway, the point is, you people were blessed with the ESNS Connection. Two guys, that are not only original, but just a damned treat to look at, but it seems that next to guys like Dark Carnival--*cough* Insane Clown Posse *cough*--Demon Gate--*cough* Brothers Of Destruction *cough*--and the Rockers--*cough* ... well, the Rockers--The ESNS Connection looks rather small... even considering how great we are." Ezra Starr-"Smaller in stature, maybe. But in talent, originality, innovation and charisma? We're definitely on the high end of that spectrum. Now, normally, I'm the type of person to ignore these idiots, and let them go on living their pathetic, useless lives, wallowing in their self-pity, due to the fact that they're too stupid not only to dig themselves out of the hole that they actually dug for themselves, but also to think of an original stable name.... but I can't do it. It's getting to be too much. It seems like everywhere I turn, it's like someone put a classic stable in a blender with a flaming bag of shit, and the poured the results into an empty WCW locker room. I can't take it, because these people are actually getting attention! These people are demanding attention, and actually receiving it, while people like the four of us, are out here each and every night, busting our asses in order to EARN attention. Three out of the four of us have held championship gold in WCW, and the other one is well on her way. But yet, what are we? Passed over? Why? Because we don't have a name that you guys remember from the eighties? It's bullshit!" Ezra throws his mic at the mat, resulting in a loud sound feed cut, before walking over to the ropes and kicking the bottom one, before resting his forearms on the top rope, and shaking his head. Ashton walks over to reassure him, as Nick kicks the broken microphone out of the ring.- Nick Slater-"You see? You see what this kind of bull is doing to Ezra? And rightfully so, people like The Covenant Of Destruction and The "New" Rockers are what's damned-well wrong with not only this company, but this damned industry on a whole. All the "Black Machismos" and the all the "Sheik Abdul Bashirs"--who by the way, is a blatant scam of the Iron Sheik, for all of you idiots, who wouldn't be able to tell the difference. It's because of idiots like you, who cheer and shout at the sight of one more Degeneration-X reincarnation, or a reunion of the Brothers Of Destruction. You marks are the reason why this talent like us are being held back, and put aside for the mock-ups and the re-dos. You people sicken me, and this kind of idiocy is what is driving the reputation and the passion of true talent like Ezra, myself, Ashton and Heather down the crap-hole. Because you people are idiots!" Heather Mackenzie then steps forward adjusting her newly won women's championship before Nick hands her the mic. He does so and she grins as she looks out to the crowd raising the mic to her lips. Heather Mackenzie-"The thing that I've noticed about you people is that you don't know true talent when you see it. You cheer on people like the Covent of Destruction and various obviously untalented nothings when right in front of you stands the four most talented people in this business. I know you all of you are hellbent on hating us, but that is going to be very hard to do when you see what we're capable of together. You all have seen us succeed more than once in singles action and you've seen the extreme stylings of the ESNS connection and their ability to wipe the floor with all other tag teams, but what you haven't seen is what is possible when you put those two with two of the most badass and most talented females in the division. Obviously me, I'm a two time women's champion now. I fought through a brutal ladder match to get this title that I hold on my shoulder and I did it not only with extreme grace but the ability to be better than my opponent. Ashton is already on a roll, she's not lost a match since she began and she did what exactly what I knew she was capable of and handed Stephanie Starrett her ass. See these men, you know what they can do together and you know that it's brutal, but with us in that mix too, there is no way that anyone is going to escape. We're here to fix things and that's exactly what we're going to do. Ashton West-"