The arena lights go out, and are quickly replaced by golden flickering lights, most of which illuminate the stage. The fans cheer in anticipation as the King of CW emerges from the curtain in back, and slowly walks out to the top of the stage! He’s wearing a skin tight black polo, blue boot cut jeans, tanned boots, and black sunglasses, as he stares down towards the ring- and the two men inside. The noise level jumps dramatically, so much so, that the three men stop to look around. Loved or hated, Gojinn was getting a reaction from this crowd. He quickly headed down the ramp, and leapt onto the apron, ducking into the ring, as a ring member handed him a mic. He turned, and grinned, standing in the ring with the DP’s.
Boys, boys, boys… there’s REALLY no reason to be arguing. You see- The CWE is run by a former Chairman, McKain. That obviously means he’s experienced. What he fails to understand, however, is what a poor leader he was- and how crappy he still is. That’s why the CWE sucks- though my presence on it’s roster makes up for it significantly.
The ECF has been a place where careers go to die. I mean, the last asshole to head it thought he was so great- that is until I whooped his ass, and sent him packin’. Now, McKain, you are a pretty – no, you suck too.
So that brings me to why you two shouldn’t argue! Obviously, NEITHER of you are fit to run the company, so I’m just letting you know that, as King, and greatest superstar to grace the CW- I’M going to take the CW over- NOT either of you!
He lowered the mic rather quickly, staring both men down…
