OOC:  Back to the ol' school of SEF...nice

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Current Feud: None at the current moment

 So here we are, last we heard Trent Flash threw down a challenge, anybody, anytime, anywhere...and yet nobody accepted. He was a big name dropper...Viper...Orton...Storms...but he seemed to avoid one mans name, the man that Flash knows deep down he can't beat...that man is Michael McMoney. With that said, the camera opens up on the man himself, sporting a white t-shirt with his logo on it, available at the SEFZone...and a pai of blue jeans. McMoney loos to the camera and begins to speak...

Michael McMoney: "So Trent Flash...Mr. Real World's Champion...I heard ya lay down the challenge...anyplace, any time...anybody...well Flash, how about this...the time? Sunday, September 30...the place? SEF's Next Pay-Per-View...right in the middle of my ring...MY ring...the match? Trent Flash, The Real World's Champion, Cash Flash against...The Fucking Franchise, The Man, the guy you put out of action with your cronies back at Wrestle X, me, Michael McMoney! Trent Flash, I am going to destroy you, I'm going to show you what happens when you step into the ring with a real player, a SEF original, a cornerstone of this company! Everyone knows what you will soon find out Flash, and that is that when the lights are on bright, when the arena is packed full of 20 thousand screaming fans and its SEF live in technicolor, no active wrestler today is better then me, NO ONE! Flash, you and me, first time ever...you will feel my wrath, you will feel my pain, you Trent, you will feel my Greed!"

The scene fades to black as McMoney leans back and smiles, showing that traemark grin...