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The Hardcore Hooligan Johnny Damage
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Date Posted: 09:23:01 03/15/02 Fri
::The lights dim as blue and green spotlights swing back and forth across the audience, flashes of riots, buildings being destroyed, and people fighting flash across the titantron before the still shot of the skull with crossed bottles behind it remains on the screen, the crowds cheers lowered to murmurs as an uneasy silence fills the arena.::
P.A.: 1,2,3,4!!!!!
::"Hardcore Hooligan" by the Business blares throughout the arena as the crowd erupts into a mess of cheers, the Hooligan appearing at the top of the ramp, Hardcore title slung over his shoulder, his singapore cane and bottle of Jack Daniels raised high above his head, remaining still for a moment, simply looking out over the crowd, before beginning his walk down the ramp, slamming off the rest of the booze on the way down, tossing the empty bottle in the ring as well as his title, without breaking his motion sliding underneath the bottom rope, popping to his feet quickly, picking his title up and raising it over his head once more before calling for a mic.::
HH: So the boys in the back, book me in a match against Hatebreed...
::The crowd cheers as he mentions the Monster.::
HH: What can I say accept...Thank you.
::He grins and slings the title over his shoulder walking around the ring a bit before coming to stop in the center continuing the promo::
HH: Hatebreed you may be the Monster of the WCHW, you just may be the biggest bastard here...Anyone who's anyone is gonna look at this matchup and chip in for my funeral...I mean how is a guy who's 5'9" 160lbs. supposed to stand up to the 7' foot monster that is Hatebreed? Hatebreed the big, ugly bastard that pretty much took me outta that Battle Royal...Well I'll tell ya how.
::he chuckles a bit and raises the cane high above his head once more::
HH: This is how I'm gonna win...I'm gonna bring down a whole shitload of goodies for our match Hatebreed, you name it I'll have it. Glass, chairs, canes, boards, fuckin everything I can get my hands on is comin down to the ring with me, and is gonna help me in smashing your head in...Hatebreed you might be bigger then me, but are you more Hardcore then me? I don't care what it takes Hatebreed, if I gotta hit you with a fucking tank to put you down for the count it'll be done. Cause I have no limits, nothing to keep me from feeling sorry for the pain and destruction I cause. I WILL put you down Hatebreed, I WILL defend this belt, and I WILL show you what Ultraviolence is all about...Hatebreed...Prepare yourself.
::He picks up the empty bottle and smashes it right over his own head, glass flying everywhere. He flinches to begin with, but within a second that sadistic sneer returns to his mouth, almost a smile hinted in his expression as blood trickles down his face::
HH: Here's to Hardcore...CHEERS!!!
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