Toxxic 0 Report post Posted July 8, 2005 “Fans, I’m here backstage with Toxxic,” Ben Hardy says as the feed comes back… and sure enough, there beside the bespectacled interviewer is the Straight-Edge Sensation. “Well Toxxic, earlier on tonight we heard your thoughts on the situation with you and Scott Pretzler,” Hardy continues, “but what about your upcoming match with El Luchadore Magnifico, next? Do you think you can turn around the slump that you seem to be in at the moment?” “You know Ben,” Toxxic replies, glaring at the interviewer, “I’d really like to take offence at that word ‘slump’… unfortunately,” he continues heavily, “I can’t. What with losing the World Title to Ejiro, losing to Spike at 13th Hour and then losing two singles matches on the bounce for the first time ever to Danny and Scott, I’ve lost more matches in the last six weeks that I did in the previous six months. However, despite the fact that tonight’s match won’t be easy either I am definitely looking forward to it.” Toxxic stops and cracks his neck from side-to-side, perhaps as an early warm-up. “You see, I challenged Danny Williams simply in the name of athletic competition. As I’ve made perfectly clear, I’ve had enough of grudge matches where people are in it to cause long-term damage - I just want to wrestle, and to prove myself against the best possible opposition.” Toxxic grins slightly ruefully as he continues “unfortunately, I couldn’t quite get it done against Danny… but on Storm, Magnifico came to see me and said he wanted in on the deal. Now, I had a few things on my mind at the time, but I can really appreciate someone who wants in simply for the chance to compete at the top of their game with the best competitors in the business. So tonight, I’m looking forward to my match with El Luchadore Magnifico, win, lose or draw. Of course,” Toxxic adds, “I’m going to be doing my best to ensure it is a win.” “Can I have a definite prediction?” Hardy asks, extending his microphone again. “Yeah, sure. Forest are going back up this season.” With that, Toxxic heads off towards the ring leaving Ben Hardy staring after him. “What do you reckon, Gus? Some sort of soccer reference?” Gus can only shrug, causing the camera to jolt alarmingly. “Meh, whatever,” Hardy sighs. “King, Pete - it’s all yours!” Share this post Link to post Share on other sites