Dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans, red converse cover his feet and plain white hoodie envelopes his upper body.
"Congratulations Michael James, congratulations on being the World's first Champion who took his company underground to the brink of destruction. As the Champion this current predicament rests solely on your shoulders, sunshine. The sponsors, the fans, the executives, your peers all agree this is all your fault. You wanted to be famous, you wanted be the best, you wanted to do something that has never been done and being the worst draw in the history of our sport, you accomplished that. You can rest assured that when the time comes and you lose that damn title nobody will ever suck as much as you have as the face of a company. Hitler coming back from the dead and holding a Polka festival in Palestine would draw more fans than you to wrestling show!
But... I get ahead of myself.
With the epic return of HWA I've landed myself in to a tournament for the All Star Championship, and we'll, I couldn't be happier. Sure I've got to face my good friend Bryan Deas in the first round but it's actually fun stepping in to the ring with him. He's what this business is all about, never giving up and chasing your dream. And as for his story with Senester, I couldn't care less, sometimes you've got to get your hands dirty.... and besides, Senester can and will say some interesting things from time to time.
This opportunity is just what I needed, the chance to become the saviour of this company by being an honest and credible All Star Champion, using my huge fan base around the World to support me, and tapping in to sponsors who have been with me my whole career. We don't need Michael James, we need Stu-E Price as the All Star Champion because that, people, is our first step out of the darkness."
He leans over to the torch, looking in to the flames before walking away.
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