Post by "The Hottest Shit Going" on Jul 26, 2008 23:47:37 GMT -4
[glow=blue,2,300]We find our American hero sitting silent, with head phones jammed into his ear. Silent , other then the music ringing in his ear, and the sound of his deep breaths. The man focused, determined, and ready for anything, as usual. Taking on the burden of American hero isn't something that Michael Lively has ever thought about under taking, but when the need is called, then so be it. Lively stands, throwing a couple of jabs into the air as if shadow boxing, then leaps into the air a few times warming his legs for what ever it is he is prepping himself for. The White Lion wearing his traditional hooded vest, but this one is different then the others...this one made of camouflage, with the words JESUS stitched across the shoulders. The man wearing combat boots on his feet instead of the normal wrestling boots the Lion usually wears to the ring. Lively then grabs a large duffel bag slinging it over his shoulder, the contents in the bag unclear, but defiantly seeming heavy in nature. The man walks out of the room where he was seated, into a hallway which now is clear to be the backstage area of MGM Grand Garden arena. The White Lion now in the light of the backstage area, has his face painted in camouflage as well. This young wrestling star, and current champion has made his way through the back stage, and right to the entrance way. The lights in the arena flicker as if the power was malfunctioning, then drop out completely. Machine gun fire can be heard over the loud speakers, and screaming. A mans voice hollering out "In Coming" and a huge explosion on the stage at the top of the entrance ramp as Eat You Alive by Limp Bizkit plays. The dust settles from the smoke, and the shadowy figure of what you now can imagine is Michael Lively, dressed in his war gear. The Overdrive champion drops the bag at his side, strikes the I am JESUS pose...then kneels down like he was in the middle of taking fire. Lively unzips the bag, reaches in acts like he pulls something out. He then holds it to his mouth, like pulling a pin from a grenade, then acts like he throws it out into the crowd. Behind a group of fans another loud explosion rings out right behind a group of fans who are startled by that. Lively repeats the act again on the other side of the stage, then reaches in the bag pulling out what seems to be a rocket launcher. Lively perches the thing on his shoulder, hits a button as flames shoot out of the thing, and then another larger blast rings out, as the entire ring seems to go up in flames, ans sparks. As the pyro dies down seconds later, the sounds of a voice ring out on the PA "All Clear Solider"...Lively then makes his way to the ring with his title over his right shoulder now. Michael slides into the ring, as the fans seem to love the new entrance of the Lion. Lively grabs a mic as the pop from the fans hasn't dies down yet.[/glow]
Lion: Alright shut the fuck up!!!
[glow=blue,2,300]BOO's from the crowd[/glow]
Lion: Alright you can cheer the entrance, but I will not except a single positive response from you people. You can flip back and forth on other stars, but me....it's all hate baby, all the time. Son onto the task at hand we are now engaged in war...hell lots of war's. Kenny's at war with Jeff...over his son, over a lie, and now is probably at war with himself, you know what Ken...These people have turned their backs on you, you old friends have turned their backs on you, people have lied to you...but one thing you will always be able to cont on is....as sure as these people hate Michael Lively...you can always know I'm ready to roll with GOD. Now theres wars at bars..with fans and wrestlers...I say if you want to get into it with a fan...
[glow=blue,2,300]Lively then jumps out of the ring, walks over to the guard rail, then spits on a man sitting front row. The man lunges at Michael as security runs over grabbing the man. Lively then takes a cheap shot right at the fan. Security subdues the man and drags him off.[/glow]
Lion: Why not do it here live on TV...where the real money is made.
[glow=blue,2,300]Lively then rolls back into the ring.[/glow]
Lion: Now there is a Extreme battle taking place later...
[glow=blue,2,300]The fans explode with cheers for Twister, and Austin Daniels.[/glow]
Lion: Yeah well fuck them, and fuck you...
[glow=blue,2,300]Cheers instantly turn to boo's[/glow]
Lion: Thats better...and now finally I'm at war...war with Russia. Now I'm not to familiar with Russia, or Russians. My only experience first hand with any Russian is a midget that runs around with some Irish Asshole dressed like a dick. Secondly I don't know too much about this guy Nikolai, his style, his reputation, his record, his history..well frankly I just don't give a shit. I don't need to know much about Russia, or Russians...except that as for the wrestling business they come and go. Many Russians have come down the pike, and just as many have gone. You will be no exception my friend. This match later will be a war, and your are facing a battle scared, young man ready for anything. I'm game for all competition, and have proved since winning this title, that I am simply un beatable when it's on the line. Thats right I eat, live, sleep, dream, and shit this fucking title, and some scumbag shit stain isn't coming in here to ruin that. I'm a freight train heading for ultimate sucess in this business, and you my rather Russian friend have just boarded this locomotive with no ticket. So be prepared to be thrown from the train, expect to land squarely on your ass, as you look up and see me riding this fucker straight to the top. It's a hard long, trail, and I have come to far for some asshole like yourself to even make me miss a step let alone, take my spot. So Moltov I hope your well rested, I hope your well prepared, and I hope you bring all your ammunition, cause my guns are loaded, and their aimed right between your fucking eyes. This is America, this is APW, and this is my fucking title belt, you want it come get it...you weren't the first to try, and you won't be the last, you'll simply be just another fuck who failed along the way. I am Michael Lively... I am the Hottest Shit Going...The Second Coming of Christ...The JESUS of Wrestling....and most importantly the undisputed, Overdrive Champion...unbeaten in my reign. So come on down we have a spot on the list already reserved for you right under Vin E Lambardo..tongiht it's war...in the Jungle...and the Lion is always King.
[glow=blue,2,300]Michael Lively exits the ring, as a fan is viollently flipping Lively the bird. The White Lion then smacks the fans ontop of the head with the microphone. The thud rings out over the PA, security then again rushes over to hold back the injured fans family and friends seated around him. The crowd boo'ing feverishly at the Overdrive champion. Trash rains down as fans are throwing cups, and popcorn buckets at Lively. His smile his huge as he walks up the ramp, holding up his title, then saluting the crowd with his famous FUCK YOU. The crowd then begins their classic response of "FUCK YOU JESUS....FUCK YOU JESUS". Lively pleased with his work then head back to the locker room to prepare for his match.[/glow]
Once again APW would like to remind you the words, action, and gestures of Michael Lively in no way shape or form represent that of APW, it's staff, it's owners, or any other member of the orginization...for what it's worth APW would like to appologize on the behalf of Michael Lively, and would also like to remind you showing up to an APW event, during a Michael Lively segment or match, during those times you as the ticket holder are solely responsible for you health and well being, and APW has in this disclaimer waived any right, or responsiblity during said segments or matches...once again thank you.
