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Date Posted: 10:15:14 06/28/02 Fri
Author: The Stray's
Subject: A challenge

-|- The sounds of A Perfect Circle's "Judith" fills the arena, signaling the very first in ring appearance of The Strays since their arrival in the WIW. The fans rise to their feet and watch the entry way, giving a mixed reaction since they haven't seen enough of the two to cast their judgment. A deep blue lit dims over the crowd as a thick fog effect rolls past the entry way. In midst of the fog Dead Cat and Slazh slowly make their way down to the ring. Dead Cat shifts his eyes left and right, a look of total disdain on his face. He is dressed in a priest's cossack and a pair of black leather pants with a huge gothic cross on the right pant leg. He brushes his dark colored dreads out of his face as he continues his venture to the ringside area. Slazh is wearing his usual attire...the bodysuit and pale white mask. Though, he has added three huge spiked collars around his wrists and neck to his look. The two enter the ring and climb to the middle ropes on the opposite sides of the ring, amongst the crowd's buzzing. Dead Cat lifts his arms over his head, inciting another mixed response from the crowd. Meanwhile Slazh stares blankly from behind his mask at the sea of people. They both hop down as Dead Cat grabs a mic.. -|-

Dead Cat: Each and every week you people gather here to continue your hollow meaningless life's. Shade in your world and lost within your sea. Fade in the shadows in trust you deceive. You hold your breath underneath your lies. Confined, you leave the knife inside. Dont you realize you have a much greater purpose here? There is a warning here, and a message. False security has lulled the madness of this world into a slumber. Wake up! And eye is upon you, staring straight down and keenly through, seeing all that you are and everything that you can never be. I feel for you people. You make me suffer to watch your disease. And if you follow me and listen to me then, and ONLY then, will you have a grasp of how to control fate and destiny. And speaking of fate and destiny..

-|- Slazh slumps down in the corner of the ring and wraps his arms tightly around his knee's, rocking back and forth..-|-

Dead Cat: ..fate is not always the most gentle mistress. Fate has brought more ignorant and blind individuals to showcase themselves on a pedestal they do not deserve. I'm talking about all the would-be posers who consider themselves "hard-core". It seems the term is being thrown around much too loosely these days. Everyone from Matt Steele...to Dolores...to the Suicide Kid. Hard-core isnt just some little tag to place on yourself. It's a way of life. You have to live it and breath it. The Strays...we live and breathe it. These impostors do not. All of you have been brainwashed into thinking what you see now is "hard-core" and "extreme". Which is why I am here. I want to instrument a match so hard-core that it will be the level that everyone else measures themselves to. And there's only one person in this federation with enough skill to allow me to do that. And his is Trash Strife..

-|- The fans give a mostly positive pop to Trash's name...though he has been gone for a bit, they still remember him -|-

Dead Cat: Many of you may not know this...but I MADE Trash. Everything Trash is today is because of me. Everything Trash has...I allowed him to have. Without my guidance, Trash would be unemployed right now. Sadly, for him he has to be my example. I'm challenging you Trash. To a hard-core match at the next Rampage. The future begets chaos, chaos begets destruction, and destruction begets escape. And for you Trash...there is no escape.

-|- Dead Cat drops the mic as "Judith" sounds up again. Slazh slowly pushes himself to his feet and rolls out of the ring, soon followed by Dead Cat. The two make their way back up the ramp..-|-

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Pain is a Gift, I welcome It. -- Trash, 22:44:09 06/29/02 Sat