Post by versageflames on Mar 18, 2007 21:29:07 GMT -5
James laughed a bit, though he was slightly sore he was also jazzed. Finally he'd gotten a win and it excited him to finally have proven that he could stand up against multiple opponents.
But what interested him most was the new title that XVI had come up with. He sat down in his locker room and took a few deep breaths to relax his muscles so they wouldn't tense up and cramp on him. Finally he grinned as he began to speak. The camera pointed and catching every expression he had.
"I got me a win. That's nice... bout time but i'm nto complaining about my losses. Not very many people come out on their first match and win fame instantly. I can say even after three losses that i'm proud to have worked my way into ogetting this win. But now... now there's this new title. I heard Kraos earlier whinin about his loss to his girlfriend.
I said flat out that a woman wasn't going to help him win a match. And look what happened. Well either way he's not important, well... actually. I also happened to catch his bitching about wanting a singles match. Quite frankly if i'm givin the chance. I'll go ahead and give him the singles match he wants. The little whine ass. And I promise you all this.. not only will I get the XVI NextGen title.. but if I get in a match with Kraos... I'll make sure to not win by pinfall, but i'll make sure to win by submission."
He went silent for a few minutes to stare at the punching bag infront of him. A small smirk on his face as he rubbed his stomach and felt the muscle tension leaving it.
"Well... I found out my next match. But for now i'm not going to say anything. Ohh and i saw the bullshit that happened to RKO... Hope he recovers soon. Ohh well...
With that he stood up and got on his dogtags and put on his duster then walked out of the locker room. The camera panned over to the punching bag and zoomed in then pixilated into darkness.
But what interested him most was the new title that XVI had come up with. He sat down in his locker room and took a few deep breaths to relax his muscles so they wouldn't tense up and cramp on him. Finally he grinned as he began to speak. The camera pointed and catching every expression he had.
"I got me a win. That's nice... bout time but i'm nto complaining about my losses. Not very many people come out on their first match and win fame instantly. I can say even after three losses that i'm proud to have worked my way into ogetting this win. But now... now there's this new title. I heard Kraos earlier whinin about his loss to his girlfriend.
I said flat out that a woman wasn't going to help him win a match. And look what happened. Well either way he's not important, well... actually. I also happened to catch his bitching about wanting a singles match. Quite frankly if i'm givin the chance. I'll go ahead and give him the singles match he wants. The little whine ass. And I promise you all this.. not only will I get the XVI NextGen title.. but if I get in a match with Kraos... I'll make sure to not win by pinfall, but i'll make sure to win by submission."
He went silent for a few minutes to stare at the punching bag infront of him. A small smirk on his face as he rubbed his stomach and felt the muscle tension leaving it.
"Well... I found out my next match. But for now i'm not going to say anything. Ohh and i saw the bullshit that happened to RKO... Hope he recovers soon. Ohh well...
With that he stood up and got on his dogtags and put on his duster then walked out of the locker room. The camera panned over to the punching bag and zoomed in then pixilated into darkness.