((OOC: Very sorry. With last week's card never going up, I nearly forgot about this week! Again, I'm very sorry, next week's r/p will be much better, lengthier and with an actual layout-Deryck))
As the arena goes dark, "No Reason" blares throughout the arena as a red fog flows across the stage. As the first chorus of the song begins, the lights begin to flicker as Deryck Armstrong appears on the stage. With his arms outstretched in a cross, pyro's forming red x's explode across the ramp. As Deryck heads down to the ring, he has a look of disgust on his face as people reach out for him to shake their hands. He shuns them and continues to the ring. The lights from far above create a red x across the ring. As Deryck enter the ring, the arena goes pitch black again. The lights come on and Deryck is in the center of the ring, among red smoke. The turnbuckles explode, forming Deryck's signature red x. The music begins to fade as the lights come back on and the smoke begans to fade out. Deryck walks over to the ropes, where he is handed a microphone. Pacing around the ring, seemingly thinking over what he will say, he finally takes a breath and raises the microphone to his lips.
~Killing Spree Through Eternity~Deryck Armstrong: Well, once again I find myself in a cesspool of a town!
The crowd boos loudly.
~Killing Spree Through Eternity~Deryck Armstrong: Oh please, like I haven't heard it all before. "You suck, you this, you that" shut your mouths every single one of you.
As the crowd boos, Deryck continues.
~Killing Spree Through Eternity~Deryck Armstrong: I could insult every one of you stupid bastards. But no, that's not why I'm out here. Tonight, I'm out here to talk about my opponent, J-fed. Honestly, when I was told I'd be fighting him, I couldn't help but laugh. And his little bubblegum princess, Whitney.....HA! If she decides to get involved....well.....well, let's just say she won't be standing any time soon, alright? You people are so privileged to get to see my in-ring debut. By the looks of it, this is the only action you'll see. Plus, it'll be the highlight of your miserable, ignorant lifes. You people make me sick.
The crowd boos and begins to hurl insults at Deryck. Smiliing ear-to-ear, he gets out of the ring and walks to ringside. He spots a fan holding a J-fed sign, and he walks over, smirking.
~Killing Spree Through Eternity~Deryck Armstrong: I suppose you think that your idol will kick my ass, eh?
~The Fan~Fan: Yeah, you're doing down sucker!
~Killing Spree Through Eternity~Deryck Armstrong: Hate to break it to you. J-fed may be your idol, but he's nothing but a two-bit loser. I may as well go out on a limb here and make a prediction on the match. I'll be the winner....easy as that.
Deryck grabs the sign and rips it in half, then rips it once more. Tossing it on the floor, he hands the fan a Deryck Armstrong t-shirt.
~Killing Spree Through Eternity~Deryck Armstrong: There's a real shirt for you. That guy's pretty good-looking too, don't you agree?
The fan begins to hurl profanities, but Deryck turns and ignores the fan, rolling back into the ring.
~Killing Spree Through Eternity~Deryck Armstrong: When it comes down to it, when an arm is finally raised, it'll be my arm. J-fed will be staring at the lights, and in that 3 seconds, he will have no idea about what had just happened. I take Pleasure in Pain. J-fed will be the first victim in my killing spree through eternity. Let the reign of terror......
Deryck looks around, then smirks.
~Killing Spree Through Eternity~Deryck Armstrong: BEGIN!
Pyros go off as Deryck drops the microphone. "No Reason" blares over the P.A. as he drops out of the ring. The fan that Deryck had given the shirt to had thrown it back at him. Deryck picks it up, telling the fan that the shirt is "too good for him anyway". Deryck then walks up the ramp, with the crowd booin. He does his signature taunt, the 41 salute (The middle finger). As he heads towards the backstage area, the camera fades.....
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