Familiar Faces

[Dr. Thrax]

--The camera views Dr. Thrax sitting alone in his usual room, the pictures of Matt and Ray have been torn down and replaced with ones of Dylan. His AtPW title is strewn across a layer of old newspapers and his hand is resting on a piece of paper--
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Dr. Thrax: Dylan, tonight I face you, one on one, and i'm confident. The last time me and you fought, I won. and this time will be no different, This time aswell as being the better man I have one thing over you. The Respect.
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--Dr. Thrax lifts the object and presents it to the camera, it show a signed picture of Dylan Meech with crumpled edges and a tear in top corner--
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Dr. Thrax: I found this in the bin, at first I was disgusted that my "boss" had been disrespected, no matter how much I hate you, we muslims respect superiors. But then I remembered your not my Boss, why? Because, you lost!
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--Dr. Thrax smiles and lets out a coarse laugh that grates the ears of the listeners, he then tosses the autograph aside and stares at the camera with a look that notes that the jokes are over--
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Dr. Thrax: I almost feel bad insulting you Dylan, your as low as low can go. You've lost your family, your dignity and most of all your respect. And for what? A piece of Shiny gold? Your morals are in the wrong place my "friend"
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--Dr. Thrax walks barefoot over the newspaper until he reaches the red steel door he goes to open it but a crew member with wild blonde hair and a muscular build opens the door--
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Crew: Thrax, your needed in the Gym HoA want to speak to you.
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--Dr. Thrax looks deep into the eyes of the crew member before grabbing him by the scruff of the neck and violently throws him onto the cold concrete floor, only blanketed by a thin layer of newspaper--
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Dr. Thrax: I killed you?
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Crew: not quite...
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Dr. Thrax: no matter. you'll be dead soon enough
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--The crew member throws Dr. Thrax off of him with a huge amount of strength and runs out of the door, Dr. Thrax chases in vain but after a while admits defeat and returns to the comfort of his room with a grim look of failure upon his face--
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[Dylan Meech]

--As Dr. Thrax turns around he comes face to face with a very serious looking Dylan Meech--
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Dylan: You people disgust me...
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--Dylan spits on the floor--
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Dylan: I worked hard to build a better Warzone for everybody, I gambled my Job to help make the WHOLE of AtPW a better place... A gamble I lost... And still people disrespect me?
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--Dylan looks at his World Title--
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Dylan: This title is all I have left, If I lose this then I have nothing! I'll be just another pawn in the chess game of life
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--Dylan smirks--
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Dylan: Hades and Insa, they're nothing to me now... now that I have this
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--Dylan smiles at his World Title--
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Dylan: This isn't just a piece of gold Thrax... It means ONE thing... That I am better than everyone else!!
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[Dr. Thrax]

--Dr. Thrax begins a full laugh and beckons Dylan to follow him, when he arrives in the room Dr. Thrax picks up his AtPW belt--
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Dr. Thrax: Everyone else? as far as i'm aware these belts are on equal par. and tonight after I beat you i'll prove that I am the best.
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--Dr. Thrax puts on a look of disgust and walks to Dylan and begins to poke his title--
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Dr. Thrax: That is more important than your family? That is more important than your friends? That is more important than your respect? And I sicken you? You are messed up, you didn't help Warzone you contaminated it.
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[Dylan Meech]

--Dylan goes red and storms out the door--
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Dylan: YOU'LL SEE!! YOU'LL ALL SEE!!
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--Dylan storms down the corridor pushing a crew member out the way--
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[Dr. Thrax]

--Dr. Thrax softly closes the door and looks at the ceiling with a look of triumph upon his face--
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Dr. Thrax: Now that he has lost control, I have the true advantage, but that is all insignificant. I need to deal with that wretched human being that intruded upon me. He is my biggest threat. Many of you "New wrestlers" and "new fans" won't know who he is, but I do and he is a big problem!
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--Dr. Thrax opens the door for the camera man, The camera man begins to follow Dylan--

[@ MR. ATPW]

--As Dylan is walking down the corridor he bumps into an angry Maverick. Maverick stares at Dylan than moves his eyes to the World Title.--

Maverick:Don't think for one second you deserve that. Without Insa and Hades there's no way you would've beat me and you know it. What I want to know is when you are going to face me fair and square for what's rightfully mine? I don't think it's all that fair to change a normal match into a No Disqualification match right before the match starts now is it? I'm glad you lost to Neli for your General Manger spot. You were corrupt and wrongfully deserved it. Now I don't have to worry about you stealing Jason's Title away from me. When he returns from vacation it's his.

[Dylan Meech]

Dylan: Cry me a river, you know you're not in my league, you have a problem, take it up with Blake Limit. He's the one that assaulted you, not even I knew he would do that!

--Dylan laughs--

Dylan: First Nightmare back from the season break there's gonna be a 10-Man Battle Royal! The winner gets to become the new GM of Warzone, since I lost Warzone, Neli has entered me in it, he has also entered a few people who don't like me so they can settle the score! Chris Extreme, Norwegian Playboy, Under Cover Brother, Clevland Griffin, Dr. Thrax... the list goes on! When I was GM I took advantage of all of them, why don't you go to Neli's office and sign up? The More the Merrier... End of the day there's only one person good enough to become General Manager

--Dylan smiles twistedly--

Dylan: Me!!

--Dylan goes closer to Maverick--

Dylan (Whispering): And that's.... the Real Deal!!

[@ MR. ATPW]

Maverick:Real deal my ass! You wouldn't even be the champion if it wasn't for Hades and Insa! Your nothing! At most you are a coward if it was a real match at Pain Overdose I know for a fact I would be walking out as World Champ. As far as General Manager goes I would be far better than you could ever dream to be. You were self centered and only did stuff for yourself or people who kissed your ass from time to time. And I will sign up for that 10 man battle royal to show that their can be a fair General Manager.

[Dylan Meech]

Dylan: We'll see about that next season... won't we?

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