Posted at 11:14 pm on Dec 18, 2006 by:
Tazz
Come get it Soul Reaver!
The pulsing in the arena sets the fans off! They know who’s here, and as he tears out the curtain, they know he’s here for business! Wearing an orange tank top, and black warm up pants, he stomps to the ring, an angry expression on his face, and he’s scaring everyone in the first row. He slides into the ring and raises the mic he brought himself to his lips, as he turns back to the stage.
Tazz: HEY! SOUL REAVER! I TOLD YOU! I WANTED YOU IN A MATCH! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE RIGHT NOW! ITS TIME TO FIGHT!!!
He throws the mic down and crouches, ready for his foe to emerge. He waits several moments before grabbing the mic again.
Tazz: SOUL REAVER!!! This is the last time I call you out! If you don’t get your ass OUT HERE… I’ll TEAR APART THA LOCKA ROOM AND KILL YOU BACK DERE!!
J.R stands up and walks up the steps with a microphone. Tazz turns and stands straight up, shaking his finger at J.R, who halts his advance.
J.R: Tazz… I know what they did to you was wrong- but you need to let it go. The Ministry hasn’t been seen in quite some time, and you’re gonna end up hurting people you don’t need to or want to.
Tazz: J.R- if you don’t leave dis ring right now, I’m gonna be hurting more than Soul Reaver tonight.
J.R: Tazz.. please, think abbbbOUUUUTTT---
Tazz grabbed him and slammed him to the mat with a huge belly to belly suplex!!! J.R lies motionless on the mat, and Tazz grabs the mic again!!!
Tazz: ONE MINUTE SOUL REAVER!!!
