WHAT'S IT GOING TO BE?!

by Childish Meltzer Tue Apr 18, 2017 12:59 am

As Intensity is set to begin, the stage is set up with beautiful pyro, the fans are settling into their seats after coming from the concessions and after a week of absence out comes the former Global Champion Omega Lee to no music, no flash pyrotechnics, and more surprisingly no 'Friends of Cole Savage'. Lee still visibly upset about Takeover waste no time in walking down the ramp and into the ring demanding for a microphone and a chair from the timekeepers area.
After receiving the items he requested Lee sets the chair up in the middle of the ring and takes a seat and just stares out into the crowd for what feels like minutes.....

{Omega Lee}
I'm not going anywhere until I get exactly what I deserve. What happened at Takeover was the biggest screwjob in CMV history I had the match won countless times but due to the unethical officiating from the referee of that match Voice Vindy is now in possession of MY GLOBAL CHAMPIONSHIP! If I was Vindy I would be embarrassed ashamed even to call myself a champion because he DID NOT BEAT ME! No no it took an entire army to beat me from Vindy, to Brown, to every single one of you people that cheered for Vindy that night. Now Thomas Sullivan wants to book me in a match against a returning Troy Voodoo in tonights main event and that's fine I'm DYING to get my hands on somebody but that's not good enough for me I deserve more than a throwaway match with a second rate wrestler like Troy Voodoo. I deserve my rightful championship rematch and I want it as soon as possible because then I can reclaim my championship and go on to headline iMPLOSION IIII. I will sit here in this chair in the middle of the ring all night long if I have to until I get the restitution from our esteamed genral manager Thomas Sullivan right now.
I want my rematch no scratch that I demand for my rematch and I'm going to have it at Blood Bash. If you want to play hardball and I don't get exactly what I want from you Sullivan than I'll quit. I will go home and witness Intensity’s immediate decline to mediocrity while I'm off showcasing my talents else where and if you think I'm bluffing I've already done it before but this time will be for real if you don't give me my rematch or I'm out of here so what's it going to be Sullivan?

[Open to Hayden]

by **krzy** Tue Apr 18, 2017 1:33 am

For those watching at home, there's a brief cut backstage showing a visibly pissed off Marley Kassell watching this unfold from the Skybox with Miss Roxanne standing by the door--likely the reason MarKas hasn't charged out to the arena to confront Lee...

by Miztacular Tue Apr 18, 2017 7:25 pm

The very second the crowd hears the theme of the current Intensity General Manager, the Money Major. Thomas Sullivan. They burst to their feet in an eruption of cheer, aaand here he comes, as always out from the back, a microphone in one hand and his patented "Money Gun" slung over his shoulder. Sullivan stops at the top of the ramp, looking over the arena, nods his head momentarily before dropping his microphone on the stage and whipping out that big fat juicy Money Gun. The crowd lets off a pop as he begins to blow his load around the arena, "Sullivan bills" going everywhere. With a firm tug he continues unloading thick streams of cash throughout the crowd, letting out monstrous roars as he does. After a few moments go by, the money begins to dry up and the gun empties, before putting it to rest, he makes sure check the two ball shaped bags in the undercarriage to which the money is kept. Only to find nothing, with a loud sigh, he drops the money gun on the stage and picks up the microphone.

Thomas Sullivan:
What is up Albuquerque!! Let me just formerly apologize for this childish gentlemen in the ring right now. He's in a panic, he's in a frenzy. He's a scared little man who doesn't quite know what to do now the rug has been swept out from underneath his feet.But don't worry people of NEW MEXICO! Because this man will get your monies worth here tonight...

Lee raises an eyebrow in bewilderment as Sullivan makes his way down the ramp, handing out giant wads of cash to people in the front row as he makes his way into the ring, he looks up into the skybox to see Marley still kicking and screaming and just nods, pitying him, before turning his attention back to Lee in the ring.

Thomas Sullivan:
You see Lee, I understand. I'm a people person and I do what the people want, and I'm sure the proud people of New Mexico wanted to see you in action tonight when they bought their tickets. So here's what I'll do ya Lee.

Some would argue you deserve a rematch, I personally don't see it, you lost clean, fair and square. BUT. I am a businessman, I know what rewards from taking a good risk can come from. So I'll tell you what. If you win your match tonight. I'll book it right now. It's Voice Vindy defending his Global Championship against Rage.... But if you win tonight. It'll become a triple threat match!

Lee lets off a smirk, but before he has the time to respond, Sullivan continues.

Thomas Sullivan:
Oh you best not be underestimating your opponent tonight Lee, I see that smile on your face. But lemme tell you something. I brought some new talent to Intensity, I made an investment. Last week, he made a strong impactful debut against the current King of the Ring, and tonight, he'll be trying to shut down your hopes and dreams. Because tonight, in the main event, you'll be going one on one with the former CMV Undisputed Champion, Troy Voodoo.

The camera pans up to the stage to see Troy Voodoo come out from the back to a huge pop from the crowd, he stands at the top of the stage, not a look of emotion on his face, but instead glaring down to the ring at Omega Lee as Sullivan continues talking.

Thomas Sullivan:
You see Lee, I'm happy to give you this opportunity, but it'll be an investment, and what better way to test the profitability of an investment? Compare it to my biggest investment yet. If you win tonight. The Global Championship match at Blood Rush will become a triple threat, but if Voodoo wins, and you WASTE my resources. This won't be the last you here of me.

Sullivan drops the microphone and raises begins to clap these two competitors as the crowd cheers the duo on. Sullivan leaves the ring and walks up the ramp, receiving some nasty looks from Omega Lee in the ring as the camera fades to black.

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