Some talk, some dont
FADE IN: PULSAR IN THE SAME HOTEL ROOM, ON THE SAME LOUNGE, THE ATMOSPERE ALOT MORE COMFORTABLE, "CALM" BY EPICURE PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND.
PULSAR: Everyone can breathe easy, I've chilled out a bit, been listening to some groovy music and just realxed... the training hasnt gotten any easier and I'm still focused on a guy by the name of Ryan Cruz, but Ive decided that I'll deal with those other two when the time comes... and it will (SMILES).
It seems that after my last appearance my next opponent, The Graffite (SOUNDS SARCASTIC), has become speachless.. A few of the things that I touched must have hit home and he just didnt know what to say. But... there is one guy out there who is doing a bit of yapping and needs to be shut up, how fortunate, cause I'm the man that would love to silence this d*** head. The American has demanded that the NWL hands over my International title (REACHES OVER TO THE TABLE AND LIFTS THE BELT)... and if he doesnt get the belt he belives that I should be handed to him so he can effortlessly take it from me.... Now... I'm not the smartest man in the world, but I know that if you want something around this place, you have to earn it.. and American.. you have earned nothing. I have no problems in defending this strap anywhere, anytime.. cause I know that to take this belt off me, you have to pry it from my cold dead fingers... not an easy task. So to the American, I say to you, stop your bi***ing, enough with the legal s**t... come... just come, simple.
Now Cruz, the bad news for you is that this intensity, this will to survive, to win, doesnt stop with title defences, it extends to every time I step into a wrestling ring... when I first won this belt and when I come face to face with you at Combat. The news isnt all bad, we're not in the headlining the show, so you wont be embarrased in the main event, lucky you. Cue the excitement.