Posted at 9:11 pm on Jan 8, 2015 by:
Deadblood (Absolute & Mortal Champion)
And I sayith, I'm not sure what the hell you're even babbling on about.
Reverend Jones waited in the ring to see if the double Undisputed Champion was listening to his words, if he would indeed makes his way down to the ring...
Deadblood stepped out from the back and made his way towards the ring, mic in hand, titles over his shoulders. He wasn't in his ring gear yet, instead wearing just a t-shirt and jeans. Stopping at the bottom of the ramp, he look at the Reverend as he raised his mic.
"I've never had someone request that I come kick their ass," Deadblood started, keeping his eyes on Reverend Jones while also trying to keep a look out for anyone else who might decide to come out. "I think I'd really enjoy smashing your face into the mat too. But when I think about everything else you said, I can only wonder, why? You make it sound like you're doing me some big favor! But I think you actually might have a few screws loose there, padre."
Deadblood gripped his mic tightly, waiting to see what insanity the Reverend might say or do next.
