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Date Posted: 11:45:47 07/28/03 Mon
Author: Scott Lenoir
Subject: Words From Your Favorite Heel

A lonesome man is walking along a country road, with the hot, midday sun beating down on him forcing beads of sweat to run down his body. The roadside grass is nearly 2 feet tall and in need of some serious trimming. The longhaired figure strides for hours, passing by road signs that are barely legible, and fields containing rows of corn, soybeans, and tobacco. Finally, the man crosses what used to be a drive-in theater, but is now a junkyard for run down automobiles. The figure clears the barbed wire fence and seats himself on the hood of a rickety, broken down, baby blue colored Buick. He stares at the remnants of the screen that used to display the movies. Near the side, calligraphy letters spell out the name of the city, L-E-B-A-N-O-N. His long, stringy hair is damp and covers most of the aspects of his face. With his right hands he brushes that hair back revealing his facial features. The man has very muscular figure about him. He has very defined cheekbones, and large, round eyes. He is wearing casual clothes, garbed in a white wife-beater tank top and a pair of torn, tattered blue jean shorts. His shoes are black combat boots that are unlaced. After the inspection, the figure can be recognized as that of Scott Lenoir. Lenoir unleashes a deep sigh before beginning to speak.

�Well it looks like I am a failure�because I said that I would be the man that took the title off Lee Todd, yet that didn�t happen. I was the last man on my time and I took a savage two on one beating at the hands of Todd and Blade. They may have beaten me in the match but they didn�t destroy me. You see they made a mistake they left me breathing. If you want Scott Lenoir off your back�you better kill him. You may have beaten my body but you didn�t hurt my soul. So Lee just remember�I�m still your problem. My time will come Lee�and there isn�t a fucking thing that you can do about.�

�Hey Tumbler how did you like your little car ride buddy? Didn�t I tell you that I was going to fuck your stupid British ass up? I warned you but you didn�t listen so you had to pay. You had to be dealt with and you were dealt with accordingly. I don�t know what you were thinking when you claimed you were the ultimate high flyer around here. Well I think I have proved my point that I am just that much better than you. First I took you damn Tag Team titles�then I just took your Hardcore Title. I left you in the middle of nowhere bitch�I left you for dead. As far as I know you probably are dead�like I care either way. Then I start to think to myself that you are probably my opponent in my unsanctioned match at Blackened. Then again it could be your brother Lee�who knows.�

�It doesn�t matter to me who I face in this unsanctioned match�I fear no man. You could bring Mick Foley in this fucking match and I would beat his ass too. You see the UWS can�t stop the Punisher. When I came here I told everybody I was the most hardcore motherfucker this sport has ever seen. This match will be my first chance to show case what kind of damage I can do. This is my type of match�even though it may be unsanctioned. One thing that I can guarantee is that somebody is going to get hurt�and it won�t be me. I may bleed but it won�t be the first time�and it sure as hell wont be the last. I have enough blood to give and I damn sure like to make my opponent wear the crimson mask. Then after you lay there a defeated man I will stand above whom ever you may be in the crucifix pose�proving to you that I am the higher power, and the one and only king of hardcore.�
The abandoned road�s silence is interrupted as a cherry red sport�s car zips from east to west and out of the horizon in only a matter of seconds. When all falls silent once more Scott Lenoir begins to speak once again.

�Another thing�who the fuck are the Shinobi�s? I remember playing the Sega game Shinobi as a kid and that guy was badass�but you too are far from good. For one you damn English is horrible�I couldn�t understand what the hell you were trying to say. I know I have never seen you too losers wrestle�but I can just imagine the talent you have. What were you thinking when you challenge the tag team champions? We just beat the fucking UK Crew and now you think you are in are league? Well I got news for you too fake ass ninja�s�your in for a world of hurt. Haven�t you been watching what we have been doing to people here since day one? Don�t you know that after we get done with you that your wrestling career is over? Well I guess you can�t blame me�because I am trying to warn you. If you show up its not my problem anymore�its your problem. You made the change and now you must be punished for your sins.�

�Here is a warning for the whole UWS�nobody is safe this coming Blackened. You see some people think that we are just a bunch of sick fuckers who united to make ourselves look better. Well here is the news flash we are sick�but we are the real deal. We are the most hated stable in the wrestling business�and we have only just begun. Lee Todd has gone into hiding�we will find him. Gabe Blade you defend your title against Manson, and you know that you are already a marked man. The fact of the matter is that nobody around here is safe when we are around. The one thing I do know is that every last one of you will be punished for your sins.�

Lenoir stands from his seated position on top of the car. He slowly extends his arms into the crucifix pose. He then jumps off the car and climbs the fence once again. He continues his journey along the road. Slowly, the figure fades out of the horizon.

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