Time To Move on(Invite)

[Scott "Maniac" Manor]

OOC: Yes this is spoilers for my match that hasn't been posted yet. This is the result Cage told me.

Divide plays over the PA as Scott Manor walks out on stage, without the VERSUS Title. He does what he can to get the crowd hyped up as he makes his way down to the ring. Once in the ring he quickly grabs a mic and waits for the crowd to quiet down before talking. So at Anthrax I lost my title to Shiggles. I could rant and rave. Demand a rematch, but honestly I'm happy I lost the thing. Some boos, but not a lot at that comment.

See now I can really focus on pissing certain people off. I can deal with certain things that have transpired so far. I can respond to an attack that happened at Scars and Stripes. But before that, we at SCW suffered a tragedy recently. Adrian Taylor was shot and is either in the hospital or he's the stubborn bullheaded son of a bitch I think he is, and he's here in the arena.

See the tragedy part is he was drunk and as a result missed his target shooting himself in the shoulder instead of the heart. It sounds insensitive and it is, I'll give you that. But really with him does it matter? This guy is like The Joker. You think he's dead. He was in a position he couldn't possibly survive, and he ends up surviving. So really it'd only be a matter of time before we saw him again.

Manor paces the ring. Course knowing Adrian and his obsession with gang-related things, he's more likely to send thugs out here to kick my ass instead of himself, cause we all know what happened last time he tried to shut me up. You may be good and defying death, Adrian, but I'm better at defying the odds, brother. Manor takes a deep breath.

Which leads me to the mystery man who attacked me at Scars and Stripes. Normally, I'd come out here and rag on you for every little thing, but don't know a damn thing about you. It's hard to insult and piss off someone who I know nothing about. So how about you come out here and tell these people about yourself. This way I might be able to come up with some insults for you. Manor lowers the mic to see if the mystery man would show up or maybe if he was right about Adrian.

[DragonSlayer]

Just a few seconds after Manor has lowered the microphone and has stopped speaking “Monster” from Skillet hits the PA system and the Dragon Slayer walks out on the stage. He is wearing a suite once more and at his side is the lovely Kitty Robinson who walks down to the ring with him. The man simple known as the Dragon Slayer steps at the apron and sits down at the rope, so that his love can enter the ring. He follows her swiftly after she has stepped with both feet inside the ring … Kitty gives him the microphone she has carried with her and then the face off starts … as the Dragon Slayer steps in front of Manor with a smirk on his face.

“I guess I have to apology for this then Manor.”

“Sorry … sorry that I have not handled out too much information about myself that you could use for rant.”

The smirk grows bigger as he continues to speak.

“It seams the short history lesson about myself I gave a few weeks ago, were not enough for man like you to come up with some clever insults that would piss me off. But on the other side … there is not much to tell about myself that you could use in the first as an insult.”

“Then again you might want to know the one or other thing about me to have at the least the possibility open that you could come up with an insult that would strike my heart. So why don’t we try that out … be the Lose Cannon that you are Manor and ask what you want to know, maybe I give you an answer … or another beating … depending on the question and how fast I get bored by you … so good luck with trying boy and use this opportunity wisely, cause it will never come again.”

[Scott "Maniac" Manor]

Manor makes a face like this mystery man has the edge on the mic as he raises his own. Well truthfully, I don't really pay attention to what others do. I've gotten a bit lazy in research cause one insult tends to work on everyone. Lilith said it best to me at a bar. There tends to be a lot of clones. You however are different in that you're one of the few who had the backbone to actually attack someone.

Manor raises his free hand with his index finger extended like he's signalling for people to wait. But I have to ask. Is there a hotline one calls to get women to walk out with them? 1-800-hos-free? Or is there a store? Maybe called Whores R' Us? Or is she a model or actress, cause everyone knows those type are easy lay. Flash a little green and bam, they do whatever you ask and put up with any attitude.

Manor crosses his arms and positions the mic by his mouth. And a reason on why you chose to attack me the way you did would be nice. This way when I kick you in the balls, everyone knows exactly how we got to this point. I might not know how to get under your skin verbally, but a kick to the balls always gets the job done. Manor squints his eyes at the mystery man a bit. Not because he's having trouble seeing, but like the gears are turning his head on what he might say or do if anything.