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Date Posted: 10:34:51 07/23/01 Mon
Author: The Embalmer
Subject: I.C. Match

**Luke King and his trusty cameraman Tito are waiting patiently at the designated spot for their interview of The Embalmer...**

King: "He's late. He's always late. That guy always likes to make an entrance. Why the hell's he like that anyway?"

Tito: "Yes!"

King: "Grrrr... stop that! Learn another word!"

**Suddenly, the mid-70 temperature raises about 10 degrees in a matter of moments. King and Tito both start to persperate, visibly shown by the growing sweat stains around their necks**

King: "What the hell? Why'd it get so hot... oops, stupid question."

**King sees The Embalmer walking towards him, and King notices something different in The Embalmer's pupiless eyes. They seem to be burning, perhaps with the eternal flames of hell, with a scar right between Embalmer's eyes from Ruiz's cheap sledgehammer attack**

King: "Oh shit... it looks like your pissed... Tito! start rolling!"

**Tito starts rolling**

King (wiping sweat from his brow): "Christ, it's hot... your thoughts on Shockwave, Embalmer?"

The Embalmer: "It is incredible how much no-talent garbage is able to get a contract here. Especially the garbage that has nothing better to do then to capitolize on a lucky opportunity. Ruiz, the only thing you have proved is that you are a cheap shot artist undeserving of anyone's respect, especialy mine. Fortunately for you, I have other things to worry about. Your time will come, and when your final days approach, I will be there like the shadow of death. And I will end you."

King: "Indeed, Ruiz made his intro one you will remember, and maybe even one that Ruiz will regret. But you have also been signed to an I.C match against the most dominating man in the fed so far, Coal."

The Embalmer: "First of all, the World Title was handed to him because Warlord left. And any man that gets the top prize just handed to him deserves a little pain to go with it. I am the man that will deliver my hatred in the form of pure destruction, and Coal will receive this destruction without any complaints. Second, Coal is one of the only people in this fed that I respect. Out of all the other waste in this fed, Coal has the closest idea of hell burned into his brain, and that is why he is so dangerous. There is a lot of insanity in that small little body, which explains his dominance. It will indeed be one hell of a match, and there will be no man left standing... only The Lord of Darkness. When it all comes down to it, Coal, you are mortal. I am eternal. You are paranoid. And I am what makes you afraid of your very self. I promise you, Coal, I am nothing like you have ever seen, and I will win the I.C. Title as my first step towards me conquering this worthless fed. Be ready, Coal, for I will prepare for you... I will destroy you... and I will triumph over you."

King (dripping from sweat): "You've heard it from me first, everybody. The Embalmer will be ready. This is Luke King, signing off. Cut it, Tito."

**Tito, who's used to this type of temperature from his homeland, cuts it**

King: "Thank you again, Embalmer. Until next time."

The Embalmer: "I will speak to you again soon, King. Do not get too comfortable."

King: "Kinda hard with this blazing atmosphere..."

**The Embalmer walks away, returning the temperature back to normal**

King: "...SHIT! What's wrong with that guy? I almost fainted!"

**Tito laughs at King, who is drenched in his own smelly sweat**

King: "Shut up... let's go, I gotta take a shower."

**They leave**

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