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Hmm so this is a bit of a down class than what I am use too... but hell gold is gold and I love the gold... Siefer wants to look else where for a championship, I'll be more than happy to take his off his hands... I think I would make a good US Champ...You know what... I don't think I've actually held that title here... When Destiny brought it in, I was already holding the FWAR Championship so it never really crossed my mind, but now, I have time, and want to kick some ass... So Seifer this is your unlucky night...You may not think of me as much of a threat because you got thru a few matches that weren't one on one. but you see those matches can be considered less physical, eaiser than facing a man who has real talent, instead of a small group of losers... You kind of know me, but you don't know me enough to actually know just what I"m capable of.  A long time member of FWA, FWAR, I have kept below the radar when I was just learning, watching all of you do your thing, then when I was ready knowing how great I was, I made my move, forcing my way up the ladder, and I have been on top of the world ever since...

When FWAR comes on the air you see Shawn Blade walking around the arena halls.  He has his half of the Tag Title around his waist and the Hardcore Championship slung over his shoulder.  He has a smirk on his face as he was thinking about the match up he has coming up on Terror against Siefer... Ah yes, the so called legend himself was going to be in for one hell of a shock when he sees what he is truly up against.  Not doubting his skills, but Shawn well he is a cocky son of a bitch, and well feels a bit superior to most of the roster here...

||Shawn Blade||- Going to have one hell of a party...After Terror I"ll be holding one more title...

He smirked thinking about it.  Yeah maybe it was a bit soon to be thinking so smug, ah fuck we all know the truth... We know that he is just that damn great.  Shawn makes his way down the hall as he was looking around...

{Camera Man}- Hey Shawn, man do you have a few things to say about your up coming match up on Terror against the pretty much undeafted Siefer?

Shawn looked at the man as he was thinking about it a bit, oh yeah... Siefer has had a bit of luck since he got here... but was he undeafted... Hell if we know, not like I care enough to check this mans record or anything...

||Shawn Blade||- Yeah I do have a few things to say... One I dont' give a fuck what the mans record is... I mean I've seen him a lot lately but before the big bastard was interested in some gold, didn't really see his ass at all, so now he thinks he is a big deal and should be getting that championshp... I don't think so.  I see men like Siefer all the time... Coming here, running there mouths and as soon as someone steps up and knocks them down a peg... They run off like blat ass little bitches... Now will Siefer do the same thing?

He pauses a moment as he thinks about it, as he just smirks looking into the camera, maybe letting the fans think a moment for themselves before he goes on talking about it.

||Shawn Blade||- I'm sure he'll bitch, cry, and stomp the ground a bit, but I"m sure his huge ass will hang around... I mean where else can he go... He is feeling on top of the world right now... Oh its a great feeling isn't it?  I love being on top, but more than that, I love knocking other assholes back down... I see it as my job to help you here, Siefer, You see, I know that you are thinking you are pretty unbeatable, unstopable.  You had a couple matches where you had to face 2 or more people at one time, so you're thinking you are hee man... But you know matches that are triple threats, or fatal four way, isn't you fighting them all, its all for one, so you're not beating down anyone on your own... A lot of the time, its just being at the right place at the right time.  Its not as if you took all of them on at the same time, in a handicapp match... So gloat and brag all you want... It wont' matter... I may not be four men, but I"m more than man enough to beat the fuck out of you, and take that championshp away from you.

Shawn smirks standing there as he thinks about it a bit, wondering what was going to be said about this, oh he was sure, Siefer would have a bunch of crap to say, but would Shawn care?  Fuck no, espacially if Alexandra is next to him, playing with her, is a lot better than worry about what the fuck is coming out of some assholes mouth... After a moment Shawn pushes the camera back a bit then goes about walking off down the hall... One thought of Alexandra had him nearly running to his locker toom to see if his fiesty red head was there...