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From: MSN NicknameLivingLegendV  (Original Message)Sent: 4/17/2006 8:29 AM

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Heeeeeeeere we go again
Right now, Let’s go
Me and you, Toe to toe
So we can rock
We can roll
Here we go again!

And so the saga continues�?/FONT>

Seifer versus Georgia James III

What has rapidly becoming one of PWT’s most known feud is coming to a head yet again, this time for the most prized possession in all of PWT. The scorecard reads one to one, despite the technicalities of the first match, Georgia still picked up the ‘W�?

Months ago the two of them fought in a match for the number one contendership, the very match that Seifer would later dub ‘Grand Rapids�?to express his distaste for the events that went down not just in front of the camera when Dick Van Dyke thought it best to slam a chair into Seifer’s back and Georgia took advantage by rolling him up, grabbing the tights and pulling on the ropes for the three, but also behind the scenes as well in relation to when promos went up. However Grand Rapids is such a long time ago and it is absolutely futile to go over it again. Seifer no longer cares, I am merely mentioning it for the sake of our great audience.

Yet justice was indeed served just a few weeks later when both Seifer and Georgia entered the Steel Cage. Yet another excellent match from these two which resulted in Seifer evening up the series and continuing his impressive record inside of Steel Cage environments. Though I’m sure Georgia still had a bad taste in her mouth after that match, but nonetheless it was a long time ago as well.

So the world of PWT went on and Seifer continued his undefeated reign as Titanium Champion until he finally relinquished after capturing the World Championship. A championship in which he defeated Damien Collins, whom Georgia had lost to when she had her title opportunity, defeated David Van Dam, whom Georgia lost to when she had another title opportunity in the match Seifer was supposed to be in.

That my friends is why we’re all here. The night that tragedy struck PWT once again. Seifer was attacked from behind by an unknown assailant. Now that unknown has become known to be Thee Reigning Goddess. What happened? Seifer was taken out of the match, stripped of his title and DVD ended up winning it. Seifer will surely have a lot to say on this matter but that will come.

It is time for the former World Champion to go one on one with Ms. Glutton For Punishment, as Seifer dubbed Georgia back when she was one of the four who charged the ring at Final Verdict after Seifer first won his title.

Ladies and Gentlemen of PWT and the world around, prepare yourselves for the Main Event. Prepare yourselves for The Transcendent versus Thee Reigning Goddess�?Part III.


The scene opens up in the Grove. For those who don’t know Miami much, it’s Coconut Grove. I’m sure you’ve heard of it if you know anything about Miami, possibly known most for the annual Coconut Groves Art Festival. Besides South Beach, it’s another hot spot place to hang out, only it’s more family oriented. It doesn’t have many clubs but more like restaurants up and down the streets as well as a movie theatre and shops as well as little outdoor shops spread around. It’s afternoon time so the sun isn’t as strong and thus it isn’t as hot. The cameras pan around the grove until they come across Seifer who is sitting on the ledge of a fountain right in front of Cocowalk. He’s wearing a pair of khaki colored shorts coming down to his knees, a pair of black Birkenstocks and a blue Hawaiian shirt with white and tins of green here and there. There is a little crowd around him watching but most of the tourists and locals are doing their own thing. Seifer appears to be relaxed as he’s slouching a little. Finally he stands up and spreads out his arms.

“Welcome to my home!�?/FONT>

He sits back down and removes his dark anarchy glasses from his face and puts it on the top of his shirt as the sun had now faded from this area.

“To be more specific welcome to Coconut Grove, one of the suburbs if you will of the great City of Mee ah mee, as some of the foreigners would pronounce it.�?/FONT>

Seifer glances around for a moment, “And if you’ll notice that’s pretty much the main population, unfortunately. Not to say that I’m racist, because I’m not, but Miami is still in America yet can you believe there are some shops where no one speaks English? Like I said I’m not racist but damn am I glad Spanish wasn’t passed as one of the main languages here like they attempted a few years ago. Anyways, enough of Miami for the time being. Though do not fret seeing as I am the hometown star I will indeed be going around cutting promos at a couple various locations here in Miami just for all the fans of PWT to get a small tour of the city. Though the main focus is of course, Georgia James.�?/FONT>

Seifer smirks, man did those two have some interesting history.

“It’s been a long while since I’ve been able to step into the ring with Gia Jay in a one on one environment. Of course you all know we fought just a couple weeks ago in that six person tag match, but now we get the chance to fight not just for the World Championship which has unfortunately lost some of its prestige when WallStreet just handed it to David Van Dam.�?/FONT>

He pauses, oh man this was going to get good.

“Oh that’s right, I never did give my full thoughts on that did I? Remember Gee? It was in that tag match that took place right after DVD won my title. I commented a little, and then commented a little more against MJ but I said I would save my comments and true feelings about it when I fought David in my rematch. So Street pay attention wherever you are because just because you’re gone doesn’t mean I’m going to spare you what I want to get off my chest. Though don’t get me wrong, I’m not throwing out shots now that you’re gone, I had planned on throwing them out when I got my rematch because it would pertain most to the situation. It’s unfortunate that you had to leave but that I couldn’t control. Nonetheless,�?/FONT>

“Not only are we fighting for the World Championship but we are getting a chance to go one up on the other in a rivalry that is one to be talked about. Hell if this keeps up I’d say this could become feud of the year, that’d be great would it not? But now isn’t the time to think about that. Now is the time to take this to the next level. Not in a match term since it’s just a singles match�?but really it doesn’t matter. I know it isn’t going to be a let down, do you think I’d let my hometown fans down? Come on! We’re wrestling in my house baby!! Besides I finally get a chance to take back my Heavyweight Championship. The very championship that was stolen from me.�?/FONT>

Seifer shakes his head, such a pity that was.

“I may be over ‘Grand Rapids�? but I’m still ticked off over what happened that night. I’m still ticked off over the entire incident because I don’t like getting fucked over and that’s exactly what happened, I was fucked over. So come on Gee, why’d you do it? Actually, don’t answer that. I know why. You believed you could beat David and wanted to take the real threat out of the match. Just one week after I defeated him in an Iron Man and you fought some no name nobody whose gone from PWT existence in Oblivion. Yet you knew that I would still give you the fight of your life, you’ve fought me twice before, so you decided to take me out. Congrats, you knocked me out and paid off someone to go lying to WallStreet. Now he is rehabing a broken arm thanks to me, or actually you for putting him in that situation. I was fucking fine but Street believed every word that the ‘trainer�?blabbered without getting any concrete facts and thus he stripped me of the title. How wonderful is that? Seriously, I am indeed pissed off over that. Not complaining, rather venting. Sorry Taylor but you throw out respect for me and then you metaphorically spit in my face? Ye of such little faith. Though maybe you did have more faith in me. Maybe you knew I would make it back, knew I wasn’t going to let anything keep me from coming back. Maybe it was all part of a plan. After all looking back on that match, I’d say Georgia had that won. You did Gee, no one is taking that from you because we all know you did. Yet DVD won the title again. Jobber Van Dam once again becomes World Champion when he couldn’t beat me if I had two hands tied behind my back. Then he decides not to show up for work two weeks straight and gets stripped by Brooks, and you and David and whoever the hell else throws bitch fits about it. Yet when I was stripped�?it was ‘ok�? I’ll just say this you’re fucking lucky I didn’t walk out right then and there. But then again, getting screwed over has happened to me before. Come on, do you really think a guy like Nato or Justin Black can win the Championship? Not a chance, yet they fucked me over. Same with Valek, I brought him to a whole new level and made him what he is today, but because he was their golden old school boy he was given the victory. Yeah, I said it. I respect you but that was bullshit. You hear this and get mad, come here and do something about it.�?/FONT>

Seifer gives off an arrogant smirk, knowing it wouldn’t happen. Though he’d be impressed if it did.

“Yet do you know what I kept doing? I kept sticking it to them. You’re gonna fuck me over? I’m going to fuck you over right back and ten times worse. That was my unsaid motto. I never left after I got screwed because then that would have been a victory for them. Instead I stuck around and won the title again and again. Much like I’m going to do now. Street, you screwed me man, I don’t care about particulars because that’s the bottom line. I’m not going to leave and not do anything about that. I’m going to win back MY Championship. Yeah, I thought we were friends as well, but then again so were you and Jake until you attempted to have SFM interfere in his victory against Stryker and then tried to give him the victory. Though it’s fine, I’m not even mad because I saw it coming when I saw that unfold in ICWA. But at the end of the night, I’m going to be the one who laughs last because I’ll be holding the World Championship, MY World Championship.�?/FONT>

He shifts his attention back now to Georgia, which really was only a slight shift in his body.

“Now Georgia, as I said and as Bobby said and whoever else, you should have beaten DVD. Forget about your contendership with Matlock, that would have been pointless for if everything was right with this world, you’d of already been number one contender. I’d still be the champion and here we would be. Me defending my title against you. THAT is how it should be. And though you were the one standing in front of Street and Van Dam after the ‘trainer�?told him of my ‘condition�? though you were trying to tell Street to keep the title on the line, I know deep down no matter how much you enjoy sneak attacks and a whatever it takes method to get the job done, I know you’d of rather beaten me for my title. If I’m wrong, then by all means tell me. You’re a great competitor Georgia, I’m not a DVD or an MJ Storm�?speaking of him, so much for the ‘new�?MJ huh? I told you I would beat you ass down and I did just that, and I wasn’t even trying my hardest. Next time don’t try and get smart when you’re getting verbally raped, mmkay?�?/FONT>

“Anyways, I’m not those guys who thinks you should be stuck in the Women’s division because I know you have the potential to be World Champion. Though you just have to figure out a way to unlock that potential. It’s going to take time and a couple weeks isn’t enough time. It’s kind of good that you’re from Georgia because there’s a team over there that I’m a fan of. Because prior to �?7 there were no Marlins or Devil Rays, the Braves were the closest team and thus I became a fan. Though like I said, it’s good that you’re from Georgia because you and the Braves are very similar.�?/FONT>

Seifer stands up and reaches into his pocket where he pulls out a rope. He pulls the entire thing out and begins to wrap it around his neck, pulling slightly on both ends of it as his face becomes slightly red for a moment before he undoes sets it beside him.

“When crunch time comes, you both CHOKE. The last World Series Championship the Braves won was in �?5. Since then they’ve won the Pennant like�?10 times or something. Yet they always choke in the playoffs. Hell my Marlins have already won the series twice since then. Same thing with you Georgia. You beat me for the contendership, but choked against Damien. You had another shot but choked. You’ve now got a shot against me, the real World Heavyweight Champion of PWT and do you know what’s going to happen? You’re going to CHOKE.�?/FONT>

“Don’t worry though Ms. Glutton for Punishment Choke Artist, one of these days you will get on top here in PWT. Just it won’t happen on Shockwave in front of my hometown and it won’t happen at Criminal Intent still in front of my home state. Actually, it’s not going to happen on my watch, period. I told the same thing to David, he simply got lucky but he still didn’t win on my watch. He won on yours. Analyze that match however we want to because though you should have won, you still lost. At the end of the day it was an ‘L�?to your name much like I will give you on Shockwave. Them the breaks my dear and it’s a damn shame for someone of your talent can’t get any good breaks lately, but determination and perseverance eventually does pay off. Good things come to those who wait.�?/FONT>

He pauses again and smiles.

“Think I can give you any more self help or good advice Georgia? I’m just being a nice guy helping out a fellow wrestler. Despite the fact that she fucked me over and cost me my Championship. You’ll pay for that and you’ll pay on Wednesday night, bank on that. I will be just another person who shatters your dreams at becoming PWT Champion. Such a shame isn’t it, but at the end of the night you still get to go back to your hotel room or fly back to Georgia and go to sleep thinking ‘I did good�? You will have because I can bring the best out of people. Look at little MJ. I decided to be nice and work the match rather than squash him, I was able to make sure he would be a legit challenger come Criminal Intent despite the fact that he can’t get over by himself and win any matches. Though you’re different Gia, you’ve got the ability to go out there and steal the show. You’ve got the talent to win the majority of your fights, you just don’t have the championship experience that I do. You just don’t have what it takes yet to win the big one. One day you will, but it’s going to take more heartbreaks while I’m champion before you’re going to finally capture it. You’re still going to choke at least a couple more times. This coming Shockwave, Criminal Intent and then if you manage to get lucky again and find a way into another shot against me, I’ll be the one right there to continue choking you in your World Championship quest. It’s a tough world we live in these days but that’s how it is.�?/FONT>

Seifer smirks and stands up now.

“The time has come for me to fully transcend the goddess.�?/FONT>

Fade.



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From: MSN NicknameLivingLegendVSent: 4/17/2006 8:29 AM

The scene opens up in the same location in the Grove only we’re across the street now and to the right as Seifer steps out of a small restaurant if you want to call it that. It has a place for the chef and on the other side has some stools, a place to stand behind that a cash register and a way for the chef to get out, that’s about it. Seifer stands outside of it with a neutella crepe in his hand as he begins to chow down. He makes his way across the small street and around the corner, which to his left is Cocowalk where he was earlier. Up ahead across the other street he can hear someone saying his name�?over and over and over again.

Only it’s not someone who’s actually calling him, rather someone who is whoring his name out. Obviously Seifer’s interest has perked and he makes his way towards the dude. He looked to be in his early twenties, was pretty skinny and pale white, which for Miami is rather odd, and he wore a white muscle tank top. He was handing out some type of PWT merchandising, cards or something. Seifer could hear him better as he neared.

“Buy some cards of the GREAT Seifer! Buy some posters, get some free! I’m talking about Seifer! Who wouldn’t want to see the greatest wrestler of our era against some other fine quality wrestlers?!?!�?/FONT>

Seifer rubs his head slightly as he nears.

“I’ve got tons and tons of posters and cards that I’ve made up with various superstars for fantasy matches! Come on people, think about it!�?/FONT>

A few people have taken interest others have walked briskly by or others completely avoided him, yet he didn’t seem to mind.

“Seifer versus Jacob Mitchell! Or Seifer versus Dante Cross! How about Seifer vs WallStreet?! Or Seifer versus Angelique! Who wouldn’t love to see that.�?/FONT>

Sigh, okay this dude seriously doesn’t get that it’s not cool to whore his name out like that. It must be what Seifer’s thinking as he looks like he has a headache as he crosses the street and mumbles to himself, “This fucker must be on drugs.�?/FONT>

“How about Seifer versus Christian Michaels IV! Chummon! Seifer versus Legacy! Seifer versus Hexus, Seifer versus Mace, Seifer versus Burnout! I got one for all of you! Seifer versus Nic E. Dangerously! Or how about Seifer versus Bobby Johnson?�?/FONT>

Seifer passes by Johnny Rockers and isn’t too far from the booth he’s at now.

“I got one for ya! Seifer versus Kill Switch! Or maybe the leader of The Cause in Keisha Williams?! How about Seifer versus Sean Hunter. Or Seifer versus Syck! How about a triple threat with Seifer versus Jakal versus JJ Cool J?! Seifer versus Lesmond?! Seifer versus Jimmy Stryker! I GOT IT! Seifer versus Ryan Rage! Yea baby, heh heh, YEAH!�?/FONT>

Finally, finally Seifer makes it to him and steps around the booth.

“What�?the�?hell is wrong with you kid?�?/FONT>

“SEIFER! Oh dude, would you be willing to sign some autographs for me? I’m like your biggest fan man. I’ve got so many of these poster cards made up with you against some other guys that would be like dream matches.�?/FONT>

Seifer picks up one of the cards on the table.

“Seifer versus THA NUMBA ONE DEALER! Drugs Money Cars! Hank!.�?/FONT>

“Are you effing kidding me?�?/FONT>

“What?! You played football, he plays hockey!!�?/FONT>

�?/FONT>

“So?�?Seifer tosses down his famous comeback/question with a perplexed look on his face as if to ask what the hell that has to do with anything.

“I’m not sure.�?/FONT>

“…�?/FONT>

“But I do have a picture of you with the entire Cause, oh man they’re soooo hot!!! Can you autograph it?!?!�?/FONT>

Seifer shakes his head, goddamn he was getting a headache from this guy.

“What’s your name kid?�?/FONT>

“Bernard! I hail from stupidville!! Will u teach me how to rassle?�?/FONT>

“No.�?/FONT>

“WHAT?!?! That’s it Seifer! I’m your biggest fan and you say no!!!�?/FONT>

“Bernard, there’s a difference between being a fan and being an obsessed freak who gets off by whoring out someone’s name. Not even *I* talk about myself that much.�?/FONT>

“Whatever dude, you’re still awesome in the ring but you’re an asshole. I wanna see Seifer versus RuCKuS that’s what I wanna see!�?/FONT>

“If you want to see that then clearly you’re more interested in seeing me put out twenty billion promos as opposed to an actual skilled wrestling match because I’d smoke him in ten minutes flat.�?/FONT>

“Seifer versus Me then!!�?/FONT>

WTFx0r?!?!

“…�?/FONT>

“What?! Fine!! I’ll go make it to the WWE and then challenge you! I bet Vince would let you in for one match.�?/FONT>

“I doubt it.�?/FONT>

“He’d love to have you in his company!�?/FONT>

“Hunter wouldn’t allow it.�?/FONT>

“Why not?�?/FONT>

“Because I’d easily steal his spotlight�?and his woman would fall head over heels for me. As would half the divas roster.�?/FONT>

Heh. There’s that famous immortalized smirk.

“That’s a bad thing? Dude those girls are so hot that I usually—�?but he’s cut off, thank Seifer.

“I’ll tell you what Bernard. Since I don’t think it’ll be too much longer before the police come…�?/FONT>

“I GOT A LICENCE TO BE HERE!�?/FONT>

“Whatever. Since you’re annoying all these people, if I sign you a couple autographs will you leave and let everyone be at peace? Including myself. Thankfully I don’t say my name in a promo enough because you’ve whored my fucking name out. Thanks a lot penguin.�?/FONT>

Wow, that was a blast from the past out of the blue insult.

Bernard was hardly paying attention as he grabs three of his favorite cards and Seifer quickly signs them.

“Now be gone! Shoo shoo shamoo!�?/FONT>

“Seifer’s the greatest!�?/FONT>

“I know.�?He says very nonchalantly.

The dude packs his things and is out of there, well it takes longer than that but Seifer has already lost interest and walked away as he notices cameras on him again.

“Oh God�?tell me you didn’t just waste film on that shit?�?/FONT>

The cameraman nods his head.

“Jebus, just ask me next time you want to catch some film man, I could have cut a promo on what Gia said as opposed to listening to my name being said a billion times and him name dropping half the MSN roster!�?/FONT>

“To think most people would have thought you liked that.�?/FONT>

The other cameraman holding up uh, whatever that thing that looks like a dry mop is.

“Come on dude, who would enjoy that? I don’t care how arrogant I can get from time to time. No one enjoys their name being whored out like that. I may have to start wrestling under Mr. Jacobs if I run into that little bastard again.�?/FONT>

“How come you didn’t knock him out? You knocked T.O. and Irvin out.�?/FONT>

“Oh believe me I was tempted. But then I figured that some Cuban cop would try and act all big and bad and take me in and I don’t feel like going through the hassle. I’d actually like to get to bed early tonight, got a long day ahead of me tomorrow training wise. I’m not going to lose a step just because I wasn’t booked last week. Because as much as I love to bill myself as the Champion, I still haven’t won it back yet and I’ll have to battle a rival of mine in Ms. James.�?/FONT>

“Speaking of her, if you don’t mind me asking questions.�?/FONT>

Seifer shrugs and smiles, “Nah go for it.�?/FONT>

“Sweet. Well, we caught her promo as well, didn’t get a chance to film it though damn that would have been nice, she was looking hot.�?/FONT>

“Well I won’t deny that.�?/FONT>

“Anyways, she seemed very relaxed, does that bother you in anyway?�?/FONT>

Seifer looks around and then glances down at himself.

“Um, don’t I look pretty relaxed? Or well maybe not at the moment because I’m walking but this is Miami man. This is one of the top American hotspots for tourists to come and relax, America’s slice of paradise. I’m laid back when I’m not wrestling or training or anything of that nature. So nah, I’m not bothered by it, let her relax while she’s down here.�?/FONT>

“What about her saying that at the end of the night she’ll be Thee Gold Standard within�?PWT?�?/FONT>

He shrugs again, “I know what she meant by it, and she’s right�?but in my way she’s right and not hers.�?/FONT>

“See, after this match up, just like the last two she’ll be right back up there in contention. Georgia doesn’t need to win the title to walk out of that match with her head held high looking high and mighty as ever. All she needs to do is give me a good fight, and when Seifer and Gee step foot into that ring? You’re guaranteed to go home happy.�?/FONT>

“Yeah, especially if you rip part of her attire. Come on Seif, you just KNOW the crowd would love you for that!�?/FONT>

Seifer stops and just glares at the perverted cameraman.

“They love me already. I’m going in there to win back my Heavyweight Championship, not to cope any feels and not to give fans a free peak. You wanna fulfill some fantasy? Become a wrestler and get into a match against her�?though then you’d look like a stalker so don’t do that.�?/FONT>

“Damnit.�?/FONT>

“Have a little more respect man. Anyways, by the way I mean Thee Gold Standard is that she’ll be right up there with me, near the top of the mountain and with the talent and ability to take my belt. But that’s just the thing, she’ll be up near the top, while I’ll be at the top, holding the title. She’ll have her shot at Criminal Intent yet again. But she won’t become ‘The Woman’�?well actually she already is The Woman. But at the end of the night, the title is mines.�?/FONT>

“She seems really confident and hasn’t really come at you much.�?/FONT>

“Then again so am I and neither have I. It’s because I hold respect for her but it doesn’t mean it’ll deviate me from my goal, only allow me to focus even more. She’s aiming high, too high in my opinion and we all know my opinion is the one that counts.�?/FONT>

He pauses and smirks for a moment.

“It was that same mentality that caused her downfall against the likes of Collins and Dam. If she wants to win she’s going to have to adjust her approach a little bit more, something she hasn’t really done and even if she sees this and tries to, it’s not going to happen over night. It takes time and finesse to build in a new approach to something and have it come out successful. She wants it bad though, I can tell that. She’s having dreams of being this great and wonderful champion whom everyone loves and respects and is aiming for as she sets standards and breaks barriers. Making it seem as if that’s what PWT needs when crowning a new World Champion.�?/FONT>

They reach the end of the street and cross, up in the distance is where Seifer’s car is parked it was getting darker and darker as they walked on.

“Thing is�?that’s exactly what I am. I don’t go around preaching it like she does. But aren’t I the guy that’s setting the standards around here? I force people to work hard against me, and I don’t even have to go at them full force to get that to happen. I make ‘em work and I bring out the best in a lot of guys and gals. Forcing them to step up their game to my level. When they finally step it up to what they think is my level, I raise it three, four ranks higher just because I can and continue to break the barriers. That’s all me baby, all me. I mean come on as much as people would love Georgia winning because as she said, they love her down there�?she’s fighting me. In my house. No one is going to get any slight edge over me in Miami. Well except for The Rock. But Gee is far from The Rock.�?/FONT>

“Not even all the woman and girls who are cheering on Gee?�?/FONT>

“Sure they’d love for her to bring home the gold�?but come on, the real reason they want to see Gee win is so they can pretend they’re her getting on top of me, even if for three seconds. Though I’m afraid for them they’ll just have to settle for pictures. Of course the guys are the lucky ones, they get to pretend to be me, not only as World Champion but putting her down. Come on, I know that’s how fans think. Hell I’d even go so far as to say some wrestlers probably think that too. Take Javen for example. The point is, I’m going to be walking out of Shockwave champion. I understand how determined Georgia is, but determination, buzz, hype about if Gee can win the big one�?none of that is going to make a difference. You can hype and get giddy and buzz about something all you want but when you’ve got me standing in your way from getting that, all that you’re going to be left with is disappointment. It gets harder and harder each time you get disappointed too especially if it’s in a short period of time.�?/FONT>

“But it’s still good to be her.�?/FONT>

“Well true. She has a great job doing what she loves and unless it’s for the top gold, she’s winning most all the time. But that’s just it, she can relate to the fans more than I can, they dream about it, she dreams about it. Cause God damn! It’s good to be ME! Why? Because this paradise she talks about, this is where I live. The dream she’s talking about? I’ve lived it�?time and time again. Wednesday night will be no different. I’m going to live it again. You’d think some would get ‘tired�?of it from living it all the time. Picture this. You have something you love and proof of that is because you’ve had that plenty of times before and suddenly it’s taken from you, how would you feel?�?/FONT>

“Would you not fight to get it back? Of course you would because you miss it. You miss that great feeling you had. It’s almost like a drug only not harmful. That’s what I’m going through man. It’s not a drug because I know if I don’t win I won’t be going through withdrawals or anything. But it is in the sense that I am so determined to get my Championship back that nothing or no one is going to stop me. I can sense how determined and how much she wants it. But by God I want my title back that much more.�?/FONT>

“Now the big question of the night Seifer�?or rather the one that was answered. Georgia said she didn’t attack you.�?/FONT>

“Pfft.�?/FONT>

“You don’t believe her?�?/FONT>

“That’s not all she said.�?/FONT>

“Um, I don’t follow.�?/FONT>

“She said she is as innocent as OJ is guilty. Meaning that since OJ is innocent, she’s guilty and therefore she’s my attacker.

There’s a pause, as the dude I suppose isn’t following Seifer.

“Meaning that since OJ is innocent, she’s guilty and therefore she’s my attacker. Which means that now I will be able to unleash all of hell onto her through my own body and torture her throughout the match before I decide to be loosen up and finish her off, taking back what rightfully belongs to me.�?/FONT>

“So you’re saying that you don’t believe her.�?/FONT>

“No, I’m saying that OJ is innocent. Just because she thinks he’s guilty doesn’t make it so. So if you use what she said according to what I believe, she’s my assailant. I mean come on, all the clues point to her so why run around playing cat and mouse? It’s not a game I play and therefore won’t. Sure I mentioned getting revenge but I don’t care if she did or didn’t do it. If she did and she’s still trying to hide then that’s just pathetic, if she didn’t then alright.�?/FONT>

He pauses for a moment a smile crossing his face.

“Actually�?if she did do it and is denying it could mean she’s trying to throw me off track and not come at her as hard. If that was your plan Gee, you failed. Because you’re the only person who stands in my way to getting the title. I will stop at nothing to go through you and take it. Doesn’t matter what you did or didn’t do. Georgia can cheers to herself and exalt herself as the World Champion Goddess and continue to live in her fantasy world but so long as I’m around and in contention or champion, she will not be.�?/FONT>

A smirk plays on his face now.

“Though I’ll tell you what Gee. After this Shockwave is over, I’ll invite you over to my house and we can have a barbaque on the grill. You can sit by the pool and hold my PWT Championship all you want. No, it’s not a date you idiots seeing as I’m more than happy with Rebecca. Consider it a grace of goodwill. So whatcha say Gee? You’ll get to hang on to my title for the afternoon, up for it?�?/FONT>

Seifer laughs as he turns around and stops at the sidewalk, not giving us anytime to think he already hears that annoying voice.

“I’M THE *THRILLA* OF MIAMI! WHOOOO! Seifer versus...�?/FONT>

Before he can get anymore out Seifer has already charged at him and WHAM!!! Fist right to the jaw of the kid who saw it coming but Seifer was too quick he couldn’t even react and soon he was laying flat on the ground. He could hear the people around him and even up the street applauding him. Because come on, even you had to have thought he was annoying. Justice has been served. Seifer knows this and takes a small bow.

“Damn, that felt good.�?/FONT>

Though just what Seifer suspected would happen, here comes a Cuban cop.

“Senor! You just attacked a civilian. Do you know what I’m gonna do?�?/FONT>

Seifer shrugs his shoulders knowing what was coming, “And what is that?�?/FONT>

The man sticks out his hand as Seifer looks down at it slightly confused and then shakes it.

“Congratulate you essa! You da hometown hero mayne! You gonna be home the gold in Meeahhmee tonight!! We can’t arrest you!�?/FONT>

Seifer smiles now, oh how he didn’t see this coming.

“That I am Officer�?Taipia. That I am.�?/FONT>

“Good essa vato!�?/FONT>

The officer walks away as does Seifer, heading back towards his car.

“Who woulda thought. See, they love me here! The offer still stands Gee. And that’s a wrap.�?/FONT>

It is indeed because the cameras fade out.

“Thanks for letting me conduct that interview Seif.�?/FONT>

“No problem. Enjoy your time here, live it up!�?/FONT>

He shakes his head and heads off towards his car as they head back to their van and the scene fades out.


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From: MSN NicknameLivingLegendVSent: 4/17/2006 8:30 AM

Well some say life will beat you down
Break your heart
Steal your crown

God.

Not a word, not even a mere person or a mortal but rather the very being that is everlasting. The Creator of all things. Your Father, everyone’s true father. Without Him, none of us would be here. And yet, people have taken it upon themselves to attempt and carry on this image, especially in the world of wrestling. The same with His son Jesus Christ. They’ve tried that to, because they wanted to make it seem as if they were truly larger than life, as if they were bigger than Jesus and God themselves.

Ego and Beef.

The wrestling business is a lot like the rap industry. They both have a ton of talent, yet only a large handful have actually made it, there are thousands of others out there trying to make it. There is a lot of ego and a lot of beef. It’s just like the wrestling business only it’s not as violent and doesn’t cause deaths in most cases because it’s more like a sport when it comes to that. A competitive sport. Yet at times we’re all on the same team and we work with each other and help each other out, sometimes. Of course you’ve always got an egoholic that ends up splitting ways and standing out. You always will have the Terrell Owens of the team.

Yet at the end of the night, when the cameras stop rolling, when the wrestler is alone in solidarity or in the presence of friends and loved ones, things are usually different. Yet that doesn’t mean that once those cameras are rolling the man or woman you know, comes to life. They become larger than life, depending on who they are or how they’ve been portrayed. It becomes a life style, it becomes who they are. That is how it is�?for most.

But Seifer�?Seifer has always and will always be different. Seifer is an immortal who has out lived you and will continue to live once you take your final breath. Only the foolish deny it and we no longer care. Yet what more people can grasps a hold of because it’s closer to reality and therefore eases their conscious is wrestling immortality. Something Seifer has achieved as well. Like it or not, Seifer’s name will forever be remembered in the world of professional wrestling. That can be a good omen or an evil one. For when Seifer wishes to start new, he has his fan following, the federation quickly begins to do better and improve because he brings forth more ratings. It isn’t an arrogance thing, it just happens, it cannot be controlled.

You can take the man from the fans for only so long. But you can never take the fans from the man. Unless under extreme circumstances and those are hardly ever crossed, and even then he still has a following. Look at Pete Rose.
Yet when something like this happens, when the fans get thoroughly behind someone, it usually leads to one thing�?a push. The powers that be cannot ignore what the fans want to see and so if they are any type of businessperson they give them what they want. So at the end of the night when you hear thousands in an arena and millions across the world chanting Seifer’s name. You know that no matter who you are, you did not do that. You had no part of that and cannot possibly leech onto his success or attempt to make it seem as if you did. For there are reasons Seifer is so successful. He enters a place and he begins to earn his stripes like everyone should. He doesn’t just take the spotlight from those deserving until he feels he has earned that spotlight in a federation. He gets there through talent, though sometimes his name will help him get there quicker. But we all knew it would only be a matter of time before it happened. You set someone in front of Seifer and he will knock them down man or woman. Yet he is intelligent enough to know he isn’t invincible. Everyone can be beaten, everyone. He has lost before, no matter how sketchy those loses may have been. It isn’t something that fazes him for nine and three quarters times out of ten he will beat you. Though there are always different circumstances. A lot of people will hate on Seifer and say that he got to where he was because of his name. But my friends, I don’t care how much water your name holds, if you fail to back it up inside of that ring you won’t last a week. Seifer cannot control what others are going to do when he’s in their company; he just goes with the flow. He just does his thing and more times than not he gets what he wants. He acquires the gold, the victories, the fame, and most importantly the respect because he possess a raw and natural talent and always puts on show stealers.

Seifer is not a student of the game. He has mastered the game. The Master of the game. He has made it into HIS own personal craft and he molds it as he sees fit. There are those who are unable to think outside the box, or those who simply cannot get past that glass ceiling. You my friends are nowhere near Seifer’s league. There was a time, yes, when Seifer could only think inside the box. Luckily for him it didn’t last too long as he soon realized, there was no box. From there it escalated. He didn’t hit his head on the glass ceiling because for him, there was no glass ceiling. The man who has no limits.

Do you know what respect gets you? It brings a lot of notoriety and awards usually as well as more fans. It also gets people talking. Talking about how great you are, even more so than you do sometimes. Sometimes people have a tendency to whore your name out like we saw recently in the Grove. There are some who even go so far as to claim Seifer�?a god.

Yet who are these people who do this? If you’ve taken a look back in history, it’s not Seifer. Only once during a joke session was it brought up but that’s all it was. Seifer has never called himself a god. Though to be quite honest if you’ve look at what he’s done, not just accomplishments wise but in every form of wrestling and even his life outside of wrestling, Seifer could quite possibly very well BE a god. But that for him is crossing a line he doesn’t wish to cross.

The Transcendent. Such an arrogant name, no? Of course it is, yet it was he who chose that name for himself. It was the people that keeps the wrestling world go round. He didn’t proclaim himself to be a genius, others did. Were they right? Of course they are, but despite what you may think, Seifer isn’t that arrogant. He is simply�?/FONT>

Gifted, talented.

He has taken what God has given to him and he has turned it into what he is today. If you want to hate on that because he’s so damn good, then that’s on you. Seifer is who he is. He doesn’t follow any codes or allow himself to fall into a life of meritocracy, instead he transcends, in everything he does. This is why once he eventually tires of wrestling he will still have countless of things to do, places to explore and cities to continue constructing.

Yet Seifer is a man who has a very competitive drive and it is a drive that will not allow him to fall at the hands of a Goddess. Whether she is a self proclaimed goddess or someone has given her that moniker, most likely Trashisma Johnson, Seifer will not allow her thick head and blinded ways come in between his goals. That goal my friends.

Is the PWT Heavyweight Championship.


The cameras fade in to see a magnificent shot of the Atlantic Ocean from out across the white/beige sandy beaches of Miami, Florida. The location in Miami isn’t important other than the fact that we are at Seifer’s home. Right outside on the beach near his yard is a wooden table with a beige umbrella that is pushed open and a couple of chairs sit scattered around. The table is bare as the sounds of the ocean are the only thing that we can hear until footsteps graze over the grass and near the table. Seifer steps into view and takes a seat at one of the chairs. In his right hand he has a bottle of Heineken. He is dressed in nothing but a pair of Quicksilver board shorts that are silver, white and black with floral patterns scattered around He holds up the cold bottle of beer.

“More than the average beer. Of course that slogan just doesn’t seem right without the visual aid of Yogi Bear in his famous taunt and seemingly pointing towards the bottle I know most of you haven’t the slightest clue what I am talking about but I assure you that I’m not dr�?/FONT> hic, “unk.�?/FONT>

He flashes a smile.

“That was a joke. It actually is very simple and has to do with something myself and a good friend of mine in Jacob Mitchell started up. It’s not just a beer, it’s a fucking movement. Yet while I could tell you about it, I have much more important business to take care of than talking about beer.�?/FONT>

He takes a swig of that beer, ahh did that taste good.

“I wish to speak on my beautiful and respected, yet thick headed and stubborn opponent for Wednesday night. Ms Georgia James. Ms. Glutton for Punishment, Ms Choke Artist. To be quite honest, I could come up with as many nicknames as I would like for her, but once we step into that ring none of them are going to matter. If anything I am only giving her more fuel to the fire. I know how Georgia works. I know how she thinks, somewhat. I know that she respects me and would love nothing more than to defeat me in the ring for the PWT Championship. She respects me and I know that she knows what I can bring to the table and how I take care of my business. So believe me when I say that she will not simply toss my words aside as if they’ve gone in one ear and out the other. She will study them she will hear and understand what I am saying and then attempt to either use it against me or learn from it. Taking what I say and using it as her own personal arsenal. Either in a battle of words or as I said, fuel once she steps foot into that ring with me. Yet what are the chances that I am going to go into a war with just guns and simply fire them all off and then leave myself standing in the middle of a desert with no place to hide behind while she prepares to fire? I’ve been to war before and I will surely go again, just not real war. I am what you might call a General. A ring general who knows exactly what he is doing, who has the experience not many do and the victories and accolades to back it up. A natural born leader that unless purposely held back, is going to lead anyways, not by the guidance of a ‘higher power�?so to speak but by himself. Georgia knows that this is the man she is facing on Wednesday night. She would be much too foolish to not listen to what I have to say and prepare for her own battle. For she knows that the last two were not easy and this one will be no different. But alas my sweet peach,�?/FONT>

He pauses for a moment, giving a little effect.

“This will be much different. For this time, we are not just fighting for a number one contendership. We are not just fighting for pride or revenge. No, this time we’re fighting�?we’re fighting for the grandest prize. We’re fighting for our own pride, we’re fighting for bragging rights, not just for ourselves but for others. For in just a couple of weeks we’ll both end up in the same ring again at Criminal Intent. But not just us oh no, but four other superstars. One of which you have lost to just last week. The very person that is continuing with the slaughtering of poor MJ Storm. The very person who is the reigning Titanium Champion and the man who has yet to taste defeat in PWT. Bobby Johnson is a talented man, you’ve experienced what he can do first hand. He took you to your limits and he defeated you Ms. James. Though it happens, we all have bad nights or times when we simply were not the better person. But can you imagine what it would do to Mr. Johnson’s ego if he were to watch you, the woman he defeated become PWT Champion? The man is already confident enough, and he will already be one of the main threats come Criminal Intent but do we really want to give him even more incentive to get fired up and dead set on winning the title, do we?�?/FONT>

Seifer takes another long sip and sets the bottle down, whipping his forehead as he does so.

“I am not saying that I do not want him to come at me or not give it is ultimate best, quite the contrary. I am merely stating that I recognize his skill and I know it will be no walk in the park. Is it wrong for me to not want to give him even more of a reason to be gunning for the win that we know is going to be that is all on his mind? It’s not wrong, it’s intelligent. It’s a strategic way to play the game. I know Bobby will hear this and that’s fine, I’m not whispering. Take whatever you want from this and use it if you can, that’s what the veterans of this business do anyways. I’m merely stating that I am not JUST thinking about this title match with Georgia but I am thinking ahead to my title defense or just because we should give the benefit of the doubt, another title shot in the event that I happen to lose, which won’t happen but I’m saying it to simply tell a better story. I do not intend on winning the Championship only to find myself ill prepared for Criminal Intent. Believe me, I shall be prepared, more than prepared for both matches. Part of that preparation is making sure my opponents, two of whom I have defeated, not including Georgia, to not have anything extra. They’re going to have a lot but if I can prevent a man like Johnson from getting a little cocky because the woman he beat is the Champion, then I will do so. Of course you have to understand that this is just me putting a ‘Criminal Intent�?like spin on why I wish to beat Georgia.�?/FONT>

He smiles now and brings his hand up across his hair before placing it back down onto the chair side as he adjusts his position in the chair, getting a little more comfortable.

“I am doing this because it’s what I feel I should be doing. Giving hype here and there to the Pay Per View that’s coming up. It’s what a Champion who recognizes what challenges lie ahead of him does. Obviously though, when it comes right down to it, I am not even worried about Criminal Intent. Nor am I worried about Shockwave I am merely much more focused and determined to attain victory over Georgia James come Wednesday night. They say you should live in the moment, and so I shall. The moment as you all know is Round III between Gee and myself. That my friends is going to be quite a match for the ages, I can assure you on that. I already have said that I am much looking forward to it as I am sure Lady Gee is as well. She after all, wants the keys to the city.�?/FONT>

Seifer takes another sip of his beer and sets it down as he stands up and walks towards the beach as the cameras follow him, he nears the shore line and turns to the left and points out down the beach but across the water to the skyline of Miami as he holds up his hands.

“The Keys to my city.�?/FONT>

We focus on the city for a moment longer before Seifer turns so the city is in the background as the cameras pan around. Seifer reaches into his pocket and pulls out a pair of keys.

“The keys to the city. Georgia James wishes to be the woman who finally achieves her dream finally feeds that addiction, gets that fix she needs and becomes the PWT Championess. She wishes to be the one who does it in front of my home crowd. She wants to pin me to the mat for the one, two, three and as she holds the gleaming gold Championship belt and the confetti begins to fall, MY confetti, she wishes for a set of keys to fall as well. Signifying that she has indeed done it. She has unlocked the very lock that leads to her ultimate glory, her ultimate dreams. She wishes to do this on my expense.�?/FONT>

Seifer lowers his head and slightly shakes his head, holding the keys in his left hand still.

“No.�?/FONT>

He looks up now, his face a serious one.

“No Ms. James. The title is not yours nor should it have ever been. We’ve already went through that yet you wish to continue on talking of these dreams and fantasies of things that could have happened or should have happened or what you believe will happen. Yet that is all they are Georgia, dreams. You can dream as big as the sky but when I am the fucking universe, I will simply crush you when I see fit. Georgia I think you are still failing to realize that you are stepping into my domain. I live for this shit man, I live for going out there and competing, doing what I love to do. I’m going to have each and every one of those people cheering for me. You talked as if the confetti that fell was for you? Then what will the confetti that falls be for tonight? I was robbed Georgia. I was robbed of MY ultimate glory at Final Verdict.�?/FONT>

Seifer just shakes his head, it was a grand moment yes but it was also disappointing at the same time.

“Final Verdict. The night that I won my first PWT Championship. A night that should be remembered in all of history. I wanted it to be great, I love those types of stories. Yet it was taken from it. It was taken from me because I was facing a lack luster Champion who never stood a chance in hell against me. I took it from him so easily that I bet it made you cringe when you saw me doing what you were unable to do month’s prior. Yet then, my celebration was ruined by a bunch of envious wrestlers who had their eyes set on my gold. David had to come out. You came out. Matlock came out. MJ came out. You all came out in an effort to spoil my mood. God forbid someone who has earned his spot here in PWT and has made quite the impact, god forbid he gets the chance to celebrate like a TRUE Champion should. That’s what I was robbed of Georgia. The great match, the celebration. There was only so much I could do to make Damien look good, it was like trying to work with a Mr. Potato head.�?/FONT>

Seifer just has to chuckle at his own little joke.

“Yet this time, it doesn’t matter if it isn’t my first time winning it. This time it’s going to be much more special. Because I am not the Champion, as much as I tried to say I was once. I am merely a challenger for the championship. I want that celebration. I don’t have to worry about having a great match because I know you will help me deliver that. That’s all I need from you Gee, I can take it from there. I can go on and win the match, have the confetti drop from the ceiling as the entire arena is rocking to the beat of Miami’s own Juelz Santana as my theme is echoing around the America Airlines Arena and I am declared the PWT Heavyweight Champion. Oh how sweet it is.�?/FONT>

Seifer takes the keys and puts them back in his pocket.

“You want the keys? You can have them over my dead body. And since I cannot die, I’m afraid that you will be the one who dies trying to attain what you cannot achieve. Reaching for what is simply too high. Fishing in an empty pond. Hunting in a deserted forest. Aiming for what is a moving target. Trying to take what belongs to Seifer and realizing that not on your best day are you going to be able to do that. Not on your best day Georgia. Think about that one. Think about it really good.�?/FONT>

“Georgia I have heard you talk and speak of your fantasy dreams for far too long. I have shook my head at some of the ridiculous things that you have said, the very things that I believe make Georgia James, Georgia James. Yet there is one thing I have noticed and that it is the same with you. It’s always been the same. You sit there and you talk about your dreams. I’m sorry, but I am not the one who lays down next to you at night. I’m not the guy who you whisper sweet nothings into his ear. I’m not the person whom you wake up next to in the morning. THAT is the man who you should be telling your dreams to, not me. Since when did I become so special Gee? I mean, I’m flattered, I really am, but there is only so much I can take. I have dreams of my own you know. Rebecca has dreams that she tells me when we’re lying in bed at night. I have friends with whom I hang out with and sometimes we discuss what are dreams are. So tell me why I should care about your dreams? About your fantasies? Are you trying to work another one of your trickeries on me Ms. James? Are you attempting to hit at my subconscious maybe. Maybe you can strike a nerve inside of me that makes me feel bad, sympathetic towards your cause and your quest and dream to become World Champion. To have the keys to the city. To go back to Hotlanta and have them rolling out the red carpet for their girl, their champion, THEE REIGNING GODDESS!�?/FONT>

Seifer moves up the sand and back to the table where he sits on the side of it, still with the city partially in the background.

“You’ve continued to go on and on and yet I am hearing the same things. I keep hearing of your dreams, I keep hearing the way you are trying to convince me that it’s what is right. That for all to be righted in this world, you must defeat me. Hell if I was a weaker minded individual I may even have fallen for it. But I’m not Gee. I’m much smarter than that, you should know that. But that is where your blinded arrogance comes into play, you don’t care. You can’t see that it isn’t working, that it won’t work. You may have managed to turn some of the fans to believe the words that come out of your month, get them to believe that it is what must happen. But once my music hits, once they see THEIR HERO come out from behind that curtain everything you spent your time saying is going to go right out the window. When we’re in that ring together you are going to find out just what it is like to be transcended upon. I shall transcend you Georgia and I will due it in front of all my people.�?/FONT>

“You are no warrior Georgia. You are merely a woman who wishes to be a true goddess that has not just an addiction problem but cannot seem to separate dreams from reality. You wish to look for a true warrior? Look no further than myself. I will do things to that you cannot even begin to comprehend. My voice, my words, my actions, the things I do in that ring. It is no wonder people think of me as a god. Let them if they want to, I’m not going to hold up any objections. Because time and time again I will prove to you if I have that I am simply�?better than you. Georgia, I’ve said it before you can try and convince whomever you want, but you will never convince me that you are going to take what belongs to me. I may have lost my crown, but I am still the king. Have I lost a step Georgia? Have I lost one single step since I lost my crown? Take a look back and you will see that through submissions and pinfalls I haven’t lost a single step. I am still on top and come Wednesday night *I* will be the one who places the crown back on top of my head where it rightfully belongs.�?/FONT>

Seifer finishes off his beer and sets the bottle down onto the table.

“I gave you the chance. Here I am at my home, the very place I offered you to meet me after Shockwave and have lunch so you could get a few hours to hold onto my Championship. I gave you that option and you have simply ignored me. Am I upset by it? No. It’s because you didn’t even realize what I was saying. You were too wrapped up in the thought of having the golden title, the crowd adorning your head, your hair all done nice, your nails, a new dress and the entire state of Florida, especially Miami in shock as you hold the Championship and make your grand march back to Georgia where they throw you the biggest party ever! That basically sums up exactly what you’ve spent all this time trying to say. It’s the same thing baby, and it’s giving me the chance to do what I love to do best.�?/FONT>

A sadistic smile spreads across Seifer’s face.

“Shatter your fucking dreams.�?/FONT>

That is exactly what Seifer intends on doing on Shockwave 44 in Miami, Florida. Seifer will not be stopped; he will not be robbed again.

“The King takes back his crown.�?/FONT>