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PROMO: 19 Men

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"19 Men."

 

*TAP TAP TAP!*

 

 

"YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

 

 

"IT'S OVER!!!!" screams Comet, ecstacy taking him over! "We have...a NEW World Heavyweight Champion!"

 

"No..." is all Riley can finally mumble, in pure disbelief.

 

"Toxxic had no choice but to give it up...and after ninety three days, Toxxic's title reign has been derailed...by Landon! La Cucaracha! Maddix!"

 

"1 Former World Champion."

 

 

"19 Men."

 

*TAPTAPTAP*

 

 

"YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

 

AND THE TAP IS NOT FAR BEHIND!!!

 

 

"HE GAVE IT UP!" cries Pete over the exploding Washington crowd, who are going nuts! "STRYKE TAPPED! LANDON MADDIX... IS GOIN' TO FROM... THE... FIRE!!!"

 

"1 Who's Seen It All Before."

 

 

"19 Men."

 

“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,” Funyon booms, “THE WINNER OF THE TWO THOUSAND AND FIVE CLUUUUUSSSSSTERFUCK... LAAAAAANNDDOOOOOOOOONN "LA CUCARACHAAAAAAA!!" MMMMMAAAAAAAADDDIIIIIIIIIIIXXXXXXXXX!!!!!!!!!”

 

"1 Former Winner."

 

 

"19 Men"

 

‘EIGHT!’

 

Maddix stirs, causing Matty Kivell’s heart to skip a beat, but the ICTV Champion is, if not unconscious, as near as makes no difference.

 

‘NINE!’

 

Chris Raynor didn’t beat the count from this move. Edwin MacPhisto didn’t beat the count from this move.

 

‘TEN!’

 

*DING-DING-DING!*

 

Landon Maddix didn’t beat the count from this move.

 

 

 

“Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner and STILL~ SWF WORLD… HEAVYWEIGHT… CHAMPION…” Funyon booms over he crashing opening chord of ‘Rookie’, “the ‘Straight-Edge Sensation’… TOXXXXXX-IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIC!!”

 

"One legacy, unfullfilled."

 

The flashback segways into Landon Maddix, wearing his newly acquired SWF World Tag Team Title Belt over his right shoulder, sat alone in a dimly lit, otherwise vacant training facility, mouthing those last three words. Solemnly, Maddix rocks back on his seat. Looking up at the dank and stained ceiling, he sighs deeply before glancing back down to camera level.

 

"This time last year, I was about to complete my finest achievement. Finer than my SJL Title wins. Finer than my record setting ICTV Title reign. Finer even than my SWF World Heavyweight Championship victory. This time last year, I was mere days away from adding my name to the select list of Clusterfuck Champions...despite all the odds. To me, it feels almost like a lifetime ago. And yet, it's still fresh in my mind. Nobody gave me a hope in hell last year. Not one single person. Oh, they had reasons. They had reasons. They said I was too small. They said I was too inexperienced. They assumed that my mind wouldn't be on the job, that my past failure would be clouding my mindset."

 

 

"Sitting here in this...well, you can see what it is. It's a dump. It's JJ Johnson and Jay Hawke's way of taking me 'back to basics' or some such trash. To get me 'focused'. Even they...even they, my supposed stablemates, aren't sure. I sit here one year after the greatest achievement of my life and nobody gives me a chance. They still say I'm too small. They still say I'm too inexperienced. They yet again assume that my mind woun't be on the job and that my past failures will be clouding my mindset. Still, they doubt me. It's as if last year never even happened. Which is why I'm sending out this little video to you all, to remind you that it DID happen. I sit here and I do the same thing I did when last year, Benjamin Hardy decided he'd doubt me. I do what I did last year. I take all the claims that my confidence is shot, that my mind isn't focused, that my preperation can't be right...and I LAUGH in the faces of everyone who doubts me!"

 

 

"The fact is, this 'losing streak' that everyone is so quick to comment on has no bearing on me. Never has. It was just a figment of the media's imagination...like Bigfoot, The Moon Landing, The Weapons Of Mass Destruction or Paris Hilton's music career. The fact is, there is no shortage of confidence from Landon Maddix. Hell, the entire idea that I lack confidence is laughable! Need I remind you..."

 

Landon lifts the World Tag Team Title off of his shoulder.

 

"...that any 'losing streak' there may ever have been is dead and buried? I'm a Champion again. And now, I've got the taste for gold again. Which for nineteen men, women, robots and whatever the hell they dress Matt Myers up as...is bad news. People might have forgotten about my victory last year. They will NEVER forget me, when I am the first man to EVER win the Clusterfuck in two consecutive years...hell, the first man to EVER win the Clusterfuck twice, PERIOD! And nobody will forget me when I go on to From The Fire and I..."

 

Landon pauses. He's hit a sore spot. The Next Generation grows solemn once more as the memories of From The Fire 2005 come flooding back to him, so much so that he instinctively reaches back and rubs his neck. It was little under a year ago that everything started to unravel. Just under a year ago that Landon Maddix was so nearly crippled, by Toxxic and a Demonstar Driver.

 

"You know, I guess it's no wonder people have forgotten about last year. What Toxxic did to me left quite the lasting impression. On the fans. On the SWF staff. On...ME!"

 

Standing up from his seat, Landon glares into the camera lens.

 

"And that's why this year is so important to me. It's been almost a year...and I've waited for that entire YEAR for the chance to wipe the memory of From The Fire from my mind!! I've been counting down the days in my diary and it's so close that I can taste it! It's the one thing that haunts me to this day!! And it's the one thing that's going to GUARANTEE that I want this Clusterfuck win more than anyone else ever possibly could!! I NEED this, more than anyone else ever possibly could! Because the past 12 months have been the worst of my life. That can all change. It can all be put aside, forgotten about forever, so long as I once more outlast 19 opponents, win the Clusterfuck and put myself on course towards becoming the two time World Heavyweight Champion. It's not just about the title. It's not just about the prestige. I've done all that before. It's not about 'putting my career on the line' or whatever hardluck story others are trying to make to get the sentimental favourite's support. It's more than that to me. It's not about 'one attempt at making history' like Grappler last year. It's more than that to me."

 

Finally, Maddix smiles.

 

"Toxxic has gone. And come Sunday night, his memory will be just like him...as good as dead and all the better for it."

 

 

 

 

*AHEM!*

 

"Huh?"

 

"The line!"

 

"Oh, yeah, sorry." mumbles Maddix, pulling a familiar blue and black can from his back pocket. "Sponsored by Pepsi Max. Ya Gotta Want It...With Maximum Taste And No Sugar!"

 

"Aaaaaand CUT! That's great Landon."

 

"Cool. So, you got everything you need?"

 

"Indeed. And then some. We'll edit it down a little before it airs, don't worry."

 

"I look forward to it. Now, about this 'new contract' you say Joseph Peters wants me to sign..."

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Do I detect a tiny little hint of bitterness? :D

 

*Toxxic shows up, beats up Matt Myers and takes his place in the 'Fuck, then dumps Landon out*

 

 

...naaaah. I'll stick with my Japanese Rudos :)

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To be fair, aforesaid Japanese rudos have done quite a bit of Landon-pummelling in the four or five months since they've joined. Landon always seems to be coming up against me for some reason...

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