Jye
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Post by Jye on May 19, 2023 0:14:54 GMT -6
Leyton Buzzard "A Cut Above": It's the final hour it's upon us, At Backlash I WILL SHOW you how I am not full of hot air like the Animal, I am not fake I am the realest thing this company has to to offer and THIS CONSPIRACY will enter the late game so Batista I encourage you to make Leyton Buzzard a bigger victim but I will make you regret costing me the UWF Championship opportunity of a life-time...
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Post by comebackszn on May 19, 2023 9:48:48 GMT -6
< Balor lowered his microphone and stared intensely at Layfield. JBL stared at Balor, but then suddenly broke out into a fit of laughter. After cackling and slapping his knee, the exaggerated Layfield raised his microphone and continued to address Balor. >
JOHN "BRADSHAW" LAYFIELD "Finny, you might have a future as an actor - because the fact that you were able to say all of that with a straight face - well, that takes real talent! You don't really believe the nonsense that is coming out of your mouth, do ya? Well, hell, I've got to give the devil his due. You sure are confident for a man that's being led to slaughter, but I guess you're too dumb to realize that you're about to be executed. I guess when they say "ignorance is bliss", they're tellin' the truth in your case, Finny. You can come out here and hurl insults created by a four year old all you want, but it doesn't change the reality of the situation. Because the facts are clear, and they are indisputable. At Backlash, you are simply outmatched against John "Bradshaw" Layfield. No amount of help from your cronies can help you, especially now that Dax Harwood and Cash Wheeler are in my corner. That's right, ladies and gentlemen - JBL had a pair of aces up the sleeve! And could you blame me? I had to take precautions because I knew that this little business with The Mafia, it wasn't over by a long shot! I knew that I was going to need some backup, I knew that I was going to need someone to watch my back at all times, and I knew that I was going to need someone that wanted to grind their knuckles into the face of Finn Balor more than me. So, that's why I picked up the phone and called FTR - the industry's greatest tag team to lace up a pair of boots! And now they've joined The Cabinet, and even though we might still be outnumbered - I promise you that we aren't outgunned. You see, I've handpicked these two individuals because they possess something rare in this industry—true talent, unbridled passion, and an unwavering commitment to the art of professional wrestling. Cash Wheeler, Dax Harwood, welcome to The Cabinet, the elite fraternity of excellence!"
< Layfield smiled and grinned a huge toothy smile, as he began to pace around the ring, circling Balor and eyeing him up and down. JBL continued to speak into the microphone. >
JOHN "BRADSHAW" LAYFIELD "You see, these men aren't just any ordinary wrestlers; they're the pinnacle of tag team competition, the masters of their craft. They've traveled the world, leaving a trail of defeated opponents in their wake. They've faced the best and proven time and time again why they are the absolute best in this business. They are, quite literally, the antithesis of Damien Priest and Dominik Mysterio, who are nothing more than just two losers who can't find their way. Which is a symptom of the whole "Mafia" disease now, isn't it? The Cabinet couldn't be any more different than The Mafia, and it doesn't take a poindexter to figure out why. The Cabinet is not just about dominance in the ring. We embody power, sophistication, and the relentless pursuit of greatness in all aspects of life. While The Mafia hangs around in the locker room and apparently watches children's movies. That tells me everything that I need to know about you bunch of idiots. I'm going to take great pleasure in ending this little charade of yours at Backlash. Because The Cabinet is about to wipe this pathetic little group off the face of the Earth, and we'll move on to bigger and better things. It's what we do. We'll capture the Television Championship and use that influence to reshape the very fabric of this industry, ensuring that the deserving are rewarded and the unworthy are cast aside. Together, we will forge a legacy that will remembered by generations to come. The era of The Cabinet has begun, and nothing that you do can stop it, Finny. Say your final goodbyes to the Television Championship, because it's about to be gone from your grasps for good. Soon, it will be around the waist of John "Bradshaw" Layfield - a champion that this company can be proud of - and a bonafide ... WRESTLING ... GOD!
< Layfield throws his arms into the air as the fans in the arena boo loudly. Layfield smiles again, clearly satisfied with himself. He lowers his arms, and smiles again, before finishing up his statement. >
JOHN "BRADSHAW" LAYFIELD "God bless the Television Championship, God bless The Cabinet, God bless John "Bradshaw" Layfield, and God bless America!
< JBL throws the microphone down as "Longhorn" begins to play over the sound system yet again. JBL stares down Balor, before slowly tipping his hat towards him. >
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