| [Seif] MJ Storm is living in a dream world. Shunned away from society by living a false reality. For some strange reason, it appears as if MJ is under the impression that he will be able to get one over on Seifer. In his mind he believes he already had. Later on Seifer will be meeting MJ at the preshow for a face to face confrontation before their big match. But before that, Seif has a little bone to pick with ol MJ. This is a message to MJ Storm if he actually thought his little deception was going to be enough to get one over on Seifer. You may have had him for a couple moments, caught him by surprise, but Seifer too can play dirty.
Haha, yeah, you fooled me all right. You tried to play a game of underhanded tactics and while you think it may have worked for you, all it did was piss Seifer off. You don’t realize who the hell you’re fucking with do you, MJ? You don’t get that he was willing to throw you a bone and you took the bone and pegged it right back in his face. Only thing is Seifer’s smarter than that and he’s about to prove it to you. But let’s get something clear right now, Seifer doesn’t need to come at you anymore. He could have this little face off and then call it a day and by the time the match was over, you’d be looking at the victor. So Seifer could let you get away with all that shit you talked and not say a thing�?BR>
He could�?BR>
But then he wouldn’t be SEIFER. If you want to get mad about this later, go right on ahead but know that *you* brought this upon yourself and had it coming. Seifer is ALWAYS one step ahead of the game, always. Your little fantasy world about Seifer being this good guy who you can walk all over is so far from the truth. You haven’t a clue who Seifer really is and the shit he has done, can do, and will do. You picked the wrong mutha fucka to try and play cheap games with. Though you do get some props for the game you played because Seifer was caught in a moment of naivety and even he’ll admit it. That’s what he gets for not paying attention to what you’ve done recently, but hey, that’s aiight cause it’s not like it’s going to cost him a match or anything. He’ll just have to slaughter another punk, no biggie.
You God damn right it ain’t no biggie. No big thang at all.
You really buried yourself deep in a whole this time MJ, how could you be so stupid into thinking you’d get away with this? Do you not do any research at all? You may not like it, but maybe you just need a reminder that you're facing Seifer. He's at the top for a reason, not only is he talented, but he can cunningly out think you as well. To quote and edit TNA�?BR>
Seif is going to kill you.
The scene opens up inside of a gym a little ways away from the arena. The sounds of iron hitting against iron are echoing around as people push weights and push themselves to the limit. Off in a corner is a wrestling ring as two men have just exited, both a little sweaty from one of their encounters. Seifer grabs a couple nearby towels and tosses one to Christian Michaels who takes it and dabs his face.
“Well that was fun. Didn’t expect you to be here when I got here.�?/FONT>
“Same here man, I needed a good work before getting in the ring with Nev, it might be a friendly battle but he won’t be a pushover.�?/FONT>
“Heh, friendly battles. I had almost thought that’s what mine with MJ was turning into.�?He holds up a hand to stop CM, “I know, I know�?fine, go ahead and say it.�?/FONT>
CM smirks, “I told ya so.�?/FONT>
Seifer shrugs and grabs a bottle of water, “Yeah, you did. I should have listened to you about how MJ Storm is and the shit that he might pull. I thought he was being legit and even if he was, his actions spell otherwise. So ya know what? Screw him. I’m the one guy you don’t want to try that shit on and he ignorantly did so now he’s going to get ripped apart and THEN I’ll go and tell it all to his face.�?/FONT>
“Wear some goggles, he tends ta spit when he talks.�?/FONT>
“Oh trust me, he won’t want to even say a word when I’m through with him. Well yeah he will, he loves to spew the bullshit.�?/FONT> Seif snickers.
“That’s who he is and what he does. Yet whenever he has to face a real competitor he finds a way to bitch out. Look at what he did against NED. An I’m not even talking about jus tha match and the way he gave up the title like a pussy, I’m talking about his lack of effort whatsoever with promos.�?/FONT>
“Heh, yeah. Poor guy thought he had put that behind him and then had to go and annoy me. If I were pissed off I’d just rip him up in the ring, but since I’m annoyed now I’m just going to make him look like a fool and bring it all to light. This will be great.�?/FONT>
“Well then I’ll let ya get to it. See you at the arena.�?/FONT>
“Take it easy Chris.�?/FONT>
Christian Michaels grabs his bags and heads out of the gym as Seifer leans up against the ring as he motions for the cameraman to come over and get the promo underway.
“MJ the King of the South Coronation wasn’t my idea, it was theirs. Who am I to turn down some of my friends especially when it benefits me. The point of it being at Holiday Havoc is that we’re fighting in the south, I’m the King and I’m going to prove just that. You really, *really* should do some research when you face people. Asking me if I was ‘buttering�?up Bobby so I’d be first in line for a title shot. I don’t use underhanded tactics like you do MJ, I come straight out and let it be known how it’s going to be. Go back and watch my return and you’ll notice I told everyone who wanted a shot at the title to get it while they can. Cause come my PPV, Seif’s going for it.�?/FONT>
Seifer holds up a one with his finger and a fist with the other hand.
“Nice analogy on college football but uh, it doesn’t apply right you idiot. I’m from Miami, I’m a Hurricane. They’re in the ACC, not the SEC. I hope Ohio State stomps the fuck out of Florida. But since you DID make the comparison then I guess I’ll have to shut up that line of ammo like this. If you’re gonna be comparing me to Florida and the SEC then fine, easy rides? Guess who had the toughest record this season, Florida. That’s a big reason why they’re in and Michigan is out. Well that and Mich lost to Ohio State already. So don’t try and complain that you don’t get easy rides. How many times PWT title shots did you get against Georgia only to come out short at the end before you finally got lucky?�?/FONT>
Now Seifer holds up a second finger to the fist. It’s obvious he’s keeping track here. Now he smiles.
“It’s glad to know that you think so highly of myself and WallStreet MJ. How we’re these revered men that no one wishes to step up to. Uh, newsflash, we’ve both been challenged before. Hell it was Jamal who was doing it a couple weeks ago and had done so after our first encounter. Bobby said way back when that he wanted to go at it with me and one day soon, we will. Drew Stevenson had challenged me before and you may be seeing that match as early as next month. So I don’t know where you get the idea that you’re the only one who has the balls to step up to me, but you’re not.�?BR>
“A stepping stone? Oh that’s rich, I might get pissed�?but I dun care. Taylor and I go way back so let me give you a little piece of what he thinks about you. Well I can only assume since I can’t speak for him. He knows who you are; he knows that you’re a joke who bitched out to NED and others in the past. For whatever reasons you still think that beating me will get you everything. Respect, admiration, a title shot, WallStreet to take notice and accept a fight, hey, I’m flattered you think that. But the ENTIRE world knows that you can’t beat me, you can’t out perform me in any way shape or form. Not now, not ever. It’s just the facts of life. Drew stands a hell of a lot better chance and you couldn’t beat him just last week in ICWA.�?/FONT>
Uh, Seifer holds up four fingers I think it is now? May as well get a few other people to start counting.
“Oh MJ, poor little MJ. I may not have gotten into your mind as deep as I have some others, but we both know I’m in there. If I wasn’t you wouldn’t of felt the need to pull some underhanded tactics. Hey, go ahead and bring Cassie if you want to the ring, it’s not like it’s going to matter. I’d say sorry if you’re pissed Cassie but you’re not the one fighting and I’m a bit too experienced to be fooled by old tricks in the book. Oh and to answer your question about not bringing a ladder or a table to the tribute�?because you yourself said they were their own matches.�?BR>
Seifer sighs and shakes his head, holding up five fingers now and taking a swig of water as he hops up onto the ring apron and leans against the bottom and middle ropes, his face still slightly red and damp.
“Hmmm, you don’t know Jacob Mitchell? Damn, that’s bad. That’s really, really bad seeing as you were PWT Champion at the time and during the war you were in a 3 on 3 match and oh, he was on the other side. Remember now? You, Gee and Scarie vs Cross, Jake and DVD. Wow, MJ, I know Cross and Jake slaughtered your team but I didn’t realize it was THAT bad that you forgot it all.�?/FONT>
He smirks, ouch. Screw counting, we know this is going to be a shutout.
“That’s great that you perform well in special matches but you missed the point. It’s not mine, it’s a friend of mines and I’ll be damned if I let you beat me in it. That’s all I meant. And uh, great, although Goldust wasn’t really the master at the mind games, he was good, but Raven is better. And yes of course I remember him, him and Booker had some pretty hilarious segments. Oh wait; he did some sneak attack to me back in PWT right? And then didn’t have the balls to fight me or else a match would have been booked, yep I remember. You’re running with some top quality guys buddy.�?/FONT>
Seifer now points to his eye with a twinkle and smiles.
“There’s always more than meets the eye MJ. I’m never one to put all I’ve got on the table, I always hold something back and I always will. That way, I’m never truly caught off guard because I’ve got the proverbial ace up my sleeve. What is that ace? Maybe you’ll see it, maybe you won’t. The fact that you think I’ve exposed myself shows me just how little you know of me. I’m glad I don’t understand you MJ, I don’t want to understand you. I know enough to be able to break and wear you down until I’m ready to start taking falls and by the time the clock strikes 0:00, winning the match.�?/FONT>
His eyes go wide as if he just realized something as he makes an audible whisper at first.
“But what if I lose�?all the people will be devastated! THE GREAT SEIFER HAS BEEN DEFEATED AT THE HANDS OF THE LOWLY MJ STORM! OH NOES!! The merchandise sales will stop, I won’t draw anymore, I might as well just retire because I let everyone down!�?/FONT>
He laughs and rolls his eyes.
“I don’t base the success of my career on what others think. I do what I want, when I want, how I want. So many people out there claim that yet so many are just talking out a dream as they are constantly confined underneath the glass ceiling. I broke that bitch years ago.�?BR>
Seifer checks the clock on the wall and makes a slight smile.
“So you still want more of a verbal beat down? You want to meet me face to face at the preshow? You laid out yet another challenge of sorts and I’ve already planned on it buddy. I’ll see you in just a bit.�?/FONT>
He winks and heads to a locker to grab his things. Seifer heads out of the gym and into his car as he heads off to his hotel room to shower. In just a couple hours he would be heading to the arena for PWT’s Holiday Havoc pre show. The scene fades. ~ PWT's Holiday Havoc pre show has begun ~ [MJ] So, it's time for the pre-show for Holiday Havoc, and our scene opens up in the parking lot of the arena and the fans have filed in for the show already. They're watching the tron as we see a jet black limo come into the lot, and stop near the center. The chauffer gets out, and walks around to the back door, opening it up. Exiting the limo, to a chorus of boos from the fans, was M.J. Storm, Cassie and M.J.'s manager, Ted DiBiase. Each one of them is wearing a big grin on their face as they head inside. They walk down the hallway, until they arrive at M.J.'s locker room and they go inside. M.J. hits the lights and Cassie and Ted sit down on the large leather couch, looking at the monitor slightly and M.J. begins to speak. M.J. Storm: Well, the moment is almost upon us, Holiday Havoc is getting that much closer to occuring and the pre-show is going on right now, which means I better make my call out to Seifer. Cassie: You think he'll show up? M.J. Storm: Of course he will, he won't let me punk him out in front of a packed crowd, his fans as he likes to call them. Ted DiBiase: I just want to give you a word of warning for this face to face you've got planned for Seifer, don't let him get the better of you, make sure you stay on your toes. You have to look good in this so that you keep carrying that built up momentum that you've had all week. M.J. Storm: I know Ted, I know and I'm going to make sure that I keep everything going in my favor and show Seifer exactly who he's dealing with. He's not dealing with the M.J. Storm of old, or the M.J. Storm who faced DVD, he's facing an M.J. Storm who wants nothing more than to win this match. I'm going to win, no one is allowed to stop me, not at all. But, there's no better time than the present to do it, so I'm outta here. Cassie gets up and gives M.J. a kiss on the cheek, which brings a smile to M.J.'s face as he walks out of the locker room, probably heading to the ring as things fade out to black.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Things open up inside of the ring as the fans know that the face to face showdown is coming soon and then "Back in Black" by AC/DC hits the pa system, and the fans boo loudly. Coming through the black curtain is none other than M.J. Storm who makes his way down the entrance ramp with a cocky swagger, as he then slides into the ring. He hops up to his feet, and walks over to the other side of the ring, and reaches out for a microphone which he is then handed as his music fades out. He walks back to the dead center of the ring, and begins to speak. M.J. Storm: Well, the time for my showdown is now, so Seifer, if you aren't the yellowed bellied coward that you claim not to be, why don't you come on out? M.J. smirks as he lowers his mic, staring up at the stage, waiting for Seifer to appear there. [S] As MJ calmy waits in the ring we see a figure emerging from the back. It's not Seifer, rather, commentator Bob Fecca. The crowd gives a mixed reaction for Bob, they don't hate him but they wanted to see Seifer. Bob finally makes his way down the ramp and slides into the ring, getting a microphone from the side as he does so. Fecca: I know you're not the one you wanted to see MJ, but I was sent here by Becca in order to play meditator if you will. We can't have this thing get out of hand. MJ just shrugs as "Trucker Anthem" by Kid Rock blares throughout the arena. No special entrance or flashiness this time just the music as Seifer appears at the top of the ramp. Still dressed in street clothes he makes his way down to the ring and enters. He poses at the back turnbuckle and as he goes to the other side, MJ cuts him off. Seifer grins as he tries to go around him but is cut off again. He nods understandingly and pulls a microphone from his back pocket. "All right, all right. No need to get fiesty there MJ. You want to get right down to it? Let's get right down to it.Yellow bellied coward huh? Damn, I would think that me accepting your challenge would prove that I'm not. Guess if it's not the MJ way, everyone else is a coward. I mean, I don't need to go over the WallStreet issue do I? Nah, let's not go there, this is between you and me." [MJ] Fecca: Alright gentlemen, calm down, Becca wants this to be a good clean interaction, not like your encounter after the match between Seifer and Jamal Atkins, so I'll be asking some questions and then at the end, we'll have final thoughts. My first question shall be answered by M.J. then Seifer. The question is 2006 was a good year for both of you, as you both captured the PWT Heavyweight Championship, who was the better PWT Heavyweight Champion? M.J. Storm: Obviously it was me, Fecca. I held the belt longer, I defended it twice, and even though Seifer got attacked by Georgia James, he never showed a true champions spirit to attempt to get it back, instead sitting on his ass, being content to be "The Immortal" Seifer, give me a break. Fecca: Seifer, your thoughts? [S] Seifer just smiles. "This is the part where I say it was me, right? I don't need to say a thing, ask any superstar back there and they'll tell you who was the better champion. Yeah, you held it longer, by three weeks. Yeah, you defended it against one more person than I did, but who's defense brought home match of the year? Hmm? Oh and I did attempt to get it back there buddy, I didn't agree with how it all went down and had challenged for the title the very next week. I was shut down by Taylor because he didn't want to have the belt be on the line three weeks straight. So DVD got to have a free reign that he didn't deserve." Seifer shrugs, "It's all right because Brooks finally realized he wasn't pulling his weight and dumped him. I did get my shot at regaining it and I was bested by Georgia. It is what it is." Fecca: Seifer you said to ask any superstar in the back to tell you who was the better champion, why do you think they'd say yours was over MJ's? "Because people look at MJ Storm and they see a joke, a bitch. Hey get all mad if you want MJ but you know it's true. What did you do during the war with W2K? Hand the title to NED? I know everyone has mentioned that already but that's about all you did. When I heard of the war I was on my way over to PWT to help defend, ask Brooks that. Unfortunately the plug was pulled way too soon. Dah well, for the better anyways as it wouldn't of been long before Cross Jake and I had teamed up to take on all three feds." Fecca: Well MJ, what do you think of what Seifer said about the war situation turned out and your part in it all? Fecca: MJ, care to respond? [MJ] M.J. Storm: Hell yes, and you know why they'll say I'm a joke, Seifer? It's because of the fact that I actually did what they all wanted to do, and I did it better and faster. It took a whole company to get the title off of me, and what did it take to get it off you? Georiga James. Big freaking deal there, Seif. Everyone hates on me because let's face it, I have more talent than anyone realizes but I've been held back because someone had to be chained to those lousy fans. I was the basic sole face in this company amongst a fed full of heels and now I'm slowly becoming the sole heel in a company full of faces. You couldn't save PWT Seifer, because PWT had to save itself first. There was no orginization or anything, and it's because all of you jackoffs have egos the size of this arena when I was the one who tried to do something. I'm the one who walked into W2K to stand for PWT, with Georgia James and Mr. Scarie representing FWA. I didn't see you doing a damned thing except sitting on the sidelines with your thumb up your ass. You were content to ride the fence while I wore my PWT colors. Don't give me that load Seifer, you're just attempting to save a little face in front of your precious fans, but you know what, talk is cheap, why don't we just get down to action? M.J. throws down his mic and glares at Seifer who looks ready to go as Fecca is going nuts between the two, and he speaks up. Fecca: Boys, boys, boys, let's try to keep it peaceful, save the fighting for later on tonight. [S] Seifer looks over at MJ and chuckles. Lifting the mic to his lips as MJ's ready to go. "You know Fecca, normally I would let it stay peaceful, only dumbass here must of missed the note that I wasn't active during the war but was on my way to standing by PWT. So since dumbass also forgot that I told the people of PWT to not try and find a leader but to all rally as a team..." Is about all Seifer gets out as MJ lunges forward, whacking Seifer in the side of his head with a right hand. Seifer is taken back and to the ropes as MJ keeps on punching him until he gets him down to the second rope where he begins to choke Seifer. Fecca tries to grab MJ off but he snaps back, landing a back hand to Fecca and dropping him to the ground. As he turns around he finds himself being speared to the ground by Seifer who now begins to unload with the punches. Fecca is stiring around and waving his hand frantically as a whole load of security rushes down to the ring, sliding in and immediately yanking Seifer off of MJ. They pull him back as another set pulls MJ out of the ring. Seifer's being held back in the ring as he laughs. MJ's pissed off expression has finally faded as he look at Seifer and points to himself, indicating he was going to win. The cameras slowly fade to black on the two of them still being held back as we continue the pre-show festivites. PWT Presents: Holiday Havoc
A Hardcore Ironman Match
Seifer vs MJ Storm
On New Year's Eve, these two former PWT World Heavyweight Champions will do battle for an entire hour. No countouts, no disqualifications. It all began just a couple weeks ago when MJ Storm made the challenge to Seifer for an ironman match. Looking to prove something to himself and everyone else as well as upstaging anyone who Seifer has battled in the past. This could be MJ's finest hour as he looks to defeat Seifer in a match Seif's undefeated in. Seifer on the other hand has just returned to PWT and will eventually be looking to get back into the PWT World title hunt, a victory over a recent former champion would prove he is on his way to regaining the gold. What started out as a friendly challenge has quickly turned into a intense one as MJ and Seifer will be looking to tear apart one another. They have one hour to do it, one hour with no restrictions. Who will come out on top after sixty minutes? Stay tuned to Holiday Havoc to find out. |
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