C.o.D., LU!, C.H.C. For The F.I.N.E

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Excitement is prevalent in the air. The audience is amped and ready to rock 'n roll. The people at home, with their popcorn in hand and cozying up in their couch, all wait in anticipation for the show to begin. Just a week ago, GCW's MayheM was a smashing success, even moreso than what the PPV raked in. After that great showing from the B-show, it was time for the A-show, the F.I.N.E-show to blow the competition right out of the water. Time to deliver, right? Let's get to it then...

The theme music of LockUp! kicks up and a video showing the blue show's exclusive wrestlers comes up on the titantron for those present in the arena, and on the monitors of millions of television sets nationwide. The intro ends with a pyro display along with the audience deafening cheers and the commentating team welcoming one and all to GCW's LockUp! world premiere. Just as they rap up, a familiar theme blasts out of the sound system...

He'll break anotha, he'll break anotha, he'll break anotha
Break anotha heart babe
He'll break anotha, he'll break anotha, he'll break anotha
Break your heart babe
He'll break anotha, he'll break anotha, he'll break anotha
Break anotha heart babe
He'll break anotha, he'll break anotha, he'll break anotha
Break your heart baaaaaaabbbbbe

A mixed reaction from the crowd as Miles Divine makes his way through the blue curtains, with a swagger all his own. He had only one thing in mind after quite the conversation with Triple XL-tina, so it'd be in LockUp!'s best interest to start the show on a high with Mr. Divine.

Strutting his way down to the ring, he's overwhelmed by the back and forth cheering and jeering from the sold-out crowd. He loved it, because it gave him the opportunity to make all those haters out there hate him even more while making those FINEinites out there love him that much more. As he arrives near ringside, he gives a female spectator a wink just over the rim of his sunglasses, that sends the young lady in a fainting spell. Good thing she had some support from those behind her, to catch her as she fell back. It's a gift, what esle can he say? Ascending the ringsteps and jumping over the ropes (to show off that athleticism), he lands right inside, quickly going into his trademark spin and flex pose. He adds a little more intensity to the flex, while fireworks go off behind him.

After getting the posing out of the way, he waves a stagehand for a mic, since it was high time for Miles to stake claim to what's his, and what clearly everyone on HIS show seems to be forgetting about in this business.

Good evening one and all, and let me be the first to welcome you to the show where we hold WRESTLING in the highest regard, where COMPETITION overshadows silly little arguments between overrated hasbeens, and where the single GREATEST wrestling specimen on both the physical and entertainment front that GCW... no THE WORLD can EXPECT to be amazed beyond its wildest dreams...

Cheers are heard, typically by those who have their own opinion of what wrestler here can hold measure up to that title, but news flash...

ME! "Too Fine" Miles Divine. Mr. F.I.N.E. So fine that he'll blow your mind. ALWAYS first in line. And finally, LockUp!'s Close Up on the GCW forefront.

There are disagreements in the crowd, but not like any of them matter.

And Miles Divine is here for a friendly reminder for all those in the back, who actually think they will be headlining this show, that such a spot is reserved week in and week out for the one true main eventer on this brand, hell let's go as far as ALL of GCW. Again, that's me, Mr. F.I.N.E.

Of course, what kind of person would I be if I didn't come out here to start the show and lay down the law, before would-be screw-ups come out here and stake claim to what's destined to be mine in the first place? Fact of the matter is, that Miles Divine was asked to make an impact, to get people talking, especially those in the higher ups, that I am championship material. Now, I've heard the rumors that are floating around, stuff about all things pertaining to our first "round table of champions" still being in the works, but the solution, the answers to your prayers is right here in the ring. Let's go through it, shall we?

The Code of Discipline Championship. Something about that just screams Miles Divine doesn't it? Reserved for the technical practicioners and ariel artists on the LockUp! roster, right? Well, look no further. I'm BOTH those things and then some. By DEFAULT, that title belongs to Mr. F.I.N.E. Pfft, just rename the damn thing to Code of DIVINITY for god's sake. No, wait! I'll do that myself when it's presented to me, HERE TONIGHT! Gripes? Take it up with someone who gives a damn because I'll be too busy bringing the Age of the Cruiserweights BACK to professional wrestling. And trust me, I will.

So that's one checked off as having my name written all over it. Let's go to the title that actually represents the very show you all are witnessing here in person, and those of you at home are watching at home. By the way, I look good don't I? Yes, I knew you'd say yes. But back to the title in question, the actual LockUp! Championship, the BETTER of the two titles that represent the two shows brought to you by GCW Inc. It's clear as day that I'm the MVP of this show. No one comes close. Miles Divine IS LockUp! I'm THE most outspoken proponent of this show that you will EVER see. Miles Divine is the general of this show, that'll singlehandlely lead all the maggots in the back to glory against the b-rated show, also known as MayheM. Yeah sure I read the reviews about it, that is was awesome and all that crap, but the critics haven't seen anything yet, until TONIGHT. What do I mean? You're looking at it. Therefore, LockUp! will always be light years away that other show because I'm here to SET the bar, and I'll continue surpassing that bar all through the season while leaving everyone else in the dust. Now, who out there can tell me I don't deserve the LockUp! championship?

As always, he'll have those who would disapprove, but he brushes it off.

Yep, no one. Second notch in my belt and not only would I be the first COD Champion but I'd also be the first LockUp! Champion. You know what that means right? THE First EVAR double champion this company will EVAR see in its history. Yeah, that sounds great to me.

But it doesn't have to stop there, folks. The biggest accolade this company can offer those VERY few who can even muster the thought of it, GCW's Continental Championship, SHOULD have the HONOR of having a holder WORTHY of its grandieur. Something just as high as the pedestal it sits on. In a word, ME! But most of you may be saying, "but Miles you aren't a heavyweight, you aren't typically what's expected of World champion in this day in age." That may be the norm in the biz today, but I'd REALLY like someone to tell me otherwise, that I can't be a WORLD champion. Any of those giants in the back, the heffers back there would get a healthy dosage of F.I.N.E. and scrapped to the side. Hell, mark my words. I'm going to push aside all of this malarkey about this being a big man's sport. When its all said and done, I'll be the one with my hand raised in victory. But that can be sooner than you think. How about we get the higher ups out here and present me with MY titles? What better way to start off this show than with a coronation of sorts?

A mix message from the people again.

Please, save it. Frankly, Miles Divine is here to be a CHAMPION, and if your favorites in the back don't then your all VERY poor in judgment. I'd tell them to get the heck out and stop wasting YOUR time because in essence they would be. If you want to follow a success story, an icon in the making, two words: Miles...

He's interrupted by...

[Avenger]

The lights start flickering as a dark ora builds around the arena. Even darker music follows as the crowd awaits to see who comes out. The Avenger arrives as the crowd goes nuts over his arrival

Announcer #1 Fans it seems like we are going to have ourselves a confrontation. And it is about time! I don't care if it is the Avenger. Someone please come out and end all of this confusion.

The Avenger looks at the crowd as Miles looks at who came out.

Now frankly, the Avenger can care less on the so called talent you proclaim you have. You come out here and bore the live audience with your "Enimem" wannabe lyrics and your 1980's style. But you see the Avenger isn't out here to tell you how to behave or how to act. He is out here to beat you senseless. You have done nothing but irritate the Avenger with your so called meeting with Masters about your title aspirations to your "Hollywood Hogan" boredom. The Avenger almost went to sleep back there watching you come out and do your limited attempt to be a superstar. That is why the Avenger is here to come out and shut you up.

Now the Avenger knows you talk alot about nothing and little man you can rant and rave for 30 minutes all you want but what you failed to understand is that when you are in the ring with the Avenger then my friend you are not the best and not even close to it. The Avenger can see you are trying to sell yourself with pathetic attempt of a promo. But you see the Avenger isn't out here to tell you that you suck. The fans speak it enough already but the Avenger is out to let you know that tonight if you want a match and show that you are a contender then tonight is your lucky night. Tonight the Avenger plans on taking your little a@@ to the ringer. The Avenger plans on making you an example on what is on the Avenger's agenda.

The Avenger pauses as the crowd goes nuts over the appearance.

Announcer #1 Finally someone is out here to take this guy out of the ring. I mean the sponsors and advertisers were talking to our producers to cut this guy off. He is costing us money keeping the show up like this so fans lets just hope the Avenger can get us back on track.

The Avenger lifts the mic again

Now "dude" let the Avenger make this clear and that is the Avenger is out here for himself and don't need the fans either. But since you are keeping better talent from wrestling then my job is to make quick and light work out of ya "Mr. Cruiserweight." And you got the nerve to come out and say you are going to be a double champion? Pal, the Avenger is going to make you into a double loser. Not only in the ring but on the mic as well. What is your name anyway? Miles Divine? Or Mr. Fine? Who in the world gave you that title? You are far from any of those assessments but you are close to the worst whooping of your life. And tonight it begins with you and the Avenger. Tonight, your worst nitemare comes and no matter if you like it or not bad things will happen.

So this is how it is going to go down M.C. Hammer and that is you cut the records and rap your way to the ring tonight and the Avenger will bring the whooping stick. The Avenger will please the crowd in giving you the biggest display of dominance they have seen. And finally giving Masters something to smile about. The Avenger knows she is in the back wanting the wrestler known around the world to come out and make an example out of you and show the world how small you really are. And don't have your sights on those luscious belts there "Huggy Bear". You are not in the class of the elite superstars on this show even though the Avenger must agree with you on this show being the better of the two. But that and only that is the only thing we will ever agree upon. So tonight sunglass boy get ready for the beatdown because just like the sun sets in the West the Avenger's boot will set in your a@@.

Announcer #1 Fans! Can you believe it? Are we going to see the match that I know you want because you want to see this guy in the ring get his? Please tell me that Ms. Masters is in the back watching and booking this match.

The Avenger points at Miles

Tonight your a@@ belongs to the Avenger! And what are you going to do? You can't sing your way out of this one. All you can do is two things. Nothing and Like It!

Avenger awaits

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We see Miles Divine stumbling back, as if in a daze, but really falling asleep on his own two feet. He quickly recovers, removes his sunglasses, and goes on to serve this 4-month old Halloween costume-wearing "I'm the darkness so fear me" wierdo.

Who the hell are you?! The Ranger?? The Power Ranger? Miles Divine can tell you this right here and now, you're in front of MY fans with the WRONG costume. You see the camera over there?

He points at the camera in question.

That camera right there is projecting your half-ass attempt to entertain people with your fascination with costumes. Hell, I'm more embarrassed for you than I thought I was for the entire LockUp! roster. And what's even more embarrassing is that you look like these people here, MY fans, are cheering you on. I can see that glint in that eye...uh eyelinered eye of yours. Kinda dazed, which translates well to your obvious state of euphoria at the moment.

Despite Miles' words, this guy's fans still cheer for him as if he was some sort of god. HA! That's what years upon years of played out goth gimmicks can do to rotted brains. Time for some more enlightenment.

And what's with the hocus pocus light show, bub? Is that supposed to scare me? Damn, can you be any more generic to what you think you are? I'm sure your aspirations to be the stunt double in the next Crow movie, which by the way sucked so much that a sequel should make the execs slice the stars throat than rather the side of his lips, are all fine and dandy but this is PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING, junior, or is it senior? Sorry, can't tell with the plethora of baby powder over your face. But fact of the matter is, you aren't shivering me timbers with your crap, both what you're pulling and what you're saying.

Now, if you're done TRYING to put MR. F.I.N.E. down, I'd suggest you take your UN-fine self out of MY ring so that I can be presented MY titles.

He waves him off, to which he now realizes how big this guy is. And he was kinda familiar. Hmm but from where? Oh right, he had catsup smeared all over his face just about 10 days ago. Exodus, remember? But now that he thinks of it, that wasn't catsup that he was "rockin''' moreso a bloody forehead.

Oh!! NOW I get it. You come out here after a devastating loss to some other loser and you think that you'll compensate that with beating the holy hell out of me with your big brute hulk powers?

The crowd agrees, that the Avenger should do that. Miles' eyes narrow, but he tries again to pass off their opinion on the matter.

WRONG, Goth-boy! Miles Divine doesn't have to prove a damn thing to you and as a matter of fact, Miles Divine has nothing to gain from wrestling you. Hell, are you sure you're on the right show? The untalented are thattaway, fool.

He points over to the MayheM banner hung on the far off corner of the arena, just left there after the stage change earlier today. Someone should get fired cuz of that, but it helped Miles prove his point.

So, get along little gothy. Shoo.

[Avenger]

Avenger gives a rigorous stare at Divine

First of all light weight don't let your own obsessions blind you on what is the truth and not this fairly tale story you want to live in. The Avenger on the wrong show? Pal you need a close glimpse of reality. It is the Avenger who is embarrassed that he is even out here with a loser as pathetic as you. From your kiss a@@ing to get titles to the pathetic attempt to even consider yourself a superstar. Put those Panama Jack sunglasses down and worse than that take the baby lotion off of your body. Who do you think you are anyway? Johnny Phoenix? Chris Jericho? You remind me of a nat that just feels his own mind up with lies to make him think he is bigger than what he really is. But what you see is the reality and you can make all the little jokes you want but that is not going to keep me from coming down there are delivering more pain in your life.

Now since you want to run your mouth about me and Brandon Payne let me be the first to let you know that we highlighted the show and was not on the first part of the show. Were you even there? The Avenger knows he saw a few people doing the dark matches but hey tell me you are better than the first gig of the night. Tell me that the Avenger isn't wasting his time with another guy thinking he is a main eventer but all in all all he is is just another glitch in the pro wrestling world.

The Avenger looks at the crowd as they are chanting him on

Now listen up and listen closely there "light weight" and that is you wish you could be half the man that the Avenger is. But since you got a big mouth and surely someone that can't back what he spits out then let me be the first to let you know that it is on tonight. And since you like making funny arrangements about matches then it will be tonight that the Avenger makes your punk a@@ bleed. Not because the Avenger said so but because that pal is reality. The Avenger is going to school you into "Being A Superstar 101". It is obvious you got little charisma and a protocol need of an enigma. And here the Avenger is not waiting but telling you what you are going to do and what the Avenger is going to do later tonight. So you get your popcorn because this will be the first time you can say you were in the ring with someone worthy of highlighting a show. You my friend are lucky to be employed but after tonight you will wonder why in the hell I even thought I could go toe to toe with man that brings fear into fear.

Now you go get your John Travolta Saturday Night Fever outfit on. Oh wait a minute you never took it off. And you dance your way into my ring and watch a master at work tonight. So bottom line is "Junior" is be careful on what you bite on; it may indeed bite back. And tonight will be just another night that you will realize that you are not ready for the big leagues kid. Tonight the Avenger takes care of business and you get what you deserve and that is you looking up at the light.

Announcer #1 Go down there Avenger! Don't worry about Masters and just handle your business. The fans hated you when you came to Chicago but now they are cheering you because the biggest jacka@@ this side of the Mississippi is in the ring.

So tonight Paul Mitchell go get your hair done and your nails polished and your body waxed. Get all the TLC treatment because after I am done with you you will need a second dose. Tonight you feel the wrath. Tonight you feel the pain. Tonight your a@@ most definitely belongs to the Avenger. Get ready momma's boy because you may think you are God's gift to the world but the Avenger is God's gift to show you "The Revelation." Some things are better seen than heard and the whispers in the crowd are telling me as well as the home viewers that a "Revelation" is in order. Tonight don't worry about the 7th sign because you won't get past the 1st one.

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Yawn. Miles wonders if this old fool is done referring to himself in the third person, thinking that makes him cool. Only one person can do that. Yep, you'd be right again: Miles Divine.

Seems to me that you think I'm some sort of lightweight when it comes to personality, bub. Someone YOU THINK you can walk all over. News flash, SENIOR. Mission failed. Miles Divine can talk the talk with the BEST of them, and whether you think you are or not doesn't concern Mr. F.I.N.E. All that matters is that you know deep down in your "oh so dark soul of yours that you wish people to fear" that I'm not like the rest of the lackluster opponents you've faced in the past. I'm not whoever this Chris Jericho is, or this Johnny Phoenix? Can't say I've heard who those nobodies are. But what that DOES tell me that you are probably one of these so-callled veterans of the sport who parade and throw their weight around from company to company trying to add to their resume'. Just know that I could give a rat's behind what you've done in the past and who you've faced. Simply put, I'm going to be the "newbie" that puts you in your place, at the bottom of the barrel. You want to go at it?

The crowd cheers a resounding yes. Miles nods.

ON THE MIC, then let's keep at it. Miles Divine is sure that you're probably 50 years my junior, so you'll tire out in about...

He looks at his wrist, to play off that he's actually wearing a watch. He gives it a slight tap, to get it working before staring into it.

About three more minutes by my count. Like I said before, it's already known that you're not even worthy of cleaning my boots let alone thinking that you can come out here and run your mouth on MY TIME. That's F.I.N.E TIME for ya, spelled out nice and clear.

Now if you're done talking about my "a@@" whatever that is I don't know since Miles Divine doesn't speak Klingogn, go wash up that face of yours and come have a serious talk with Miles Divine then. And just for the record, my hair is ALWAYS flawlessly styled, my nails are manicured just right...unlike YOUR black-polished nails, bub... and what's waxed is waxed just for the ladies so don't get all excited now.

Yep, Miles Divine is secure enough with his sexuality to admit it. But come on, he's not the one walking around here like some goth geisha girl-man who can't get a clue. Now, Mr. "Avenger" should take THAT as a perfect example for his would-be Being a Superstar 101 class. The "teacher's" been schooled! *Gasp* There's that revelation he was just blabbling about.

Miles Divine is still waiting for his titles, by the way.

He rolls his eyes, as he walks by the Avenger toward the ropes, his eyes set on the stage over yonder.

[Avenger]

The Avenger holds his hand up and the crowd goes nuts

First of all Miles, you come off thinking you are some huge star when no one has even heard of you. You can't even afford a good barber and go to the Jeff Hardy school of design. And where did you get those sunglasses anyway? From the kid in the nose bleed section? At least come out like you want to be a superstar instead of stealing a 9 year old's sunglasses that he bought at the local drug store. Now you can run that nickel all you want. You can proclaim that you are the man that will win multiple titles but at the end of the day you will be just another victim in the line of other victims that ran their mouth but could not back their talk. So tonight my little Jeff Hardy wannabe we can do this in a few ways. We can get in that ring right there and the Avenger will do what he does best and that is use you as his pinatta. Now the Avenger is not the type of guy that will take you for granted. Since you are on LockDown it tells the Avenger at least someone thinks you have potential but might as well destroy any potential you think you got or have.

And since you got no idea about the history of the sport then there is no need in the Avenger in naming guys that have been the elite of the elite. The Avenger is surprised you know who you are for that matter. So the Avenger won't speak about real stars but will talk about a so called wannabe star in you Miles. And that is you are not in the same class as the Avenger and never will be. You will see and feel the wrath of the man cloaked in black and feel his pain. So tonight Hollywood you dust those Panama Jack sunglasses off and go one on one with the greatest to ever lace up a pair of boots. And tonight don't do an R Kelly and get freaky with the 13 year olds in the back. Come and get what is coming to you tonight and that my little "Divine" is the spirtual healing that you so desperately need. You may be Divine but you know what the "F.I.N.E." will mean after tonight?

The Avenger pauses as the crowd wants more and lifts the mic back up

It means this! Finished. Interrogated. Nuked. Executed. Those are what your call letters will mean after the Avenger takes you out tonight. You are the trash here in GCW and it is about time that the Avenger rekindles a little because honestly that is all it is going to take. Just a little! See ya tonight Champ!

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Since it seems like none of the higher ups are going to get their lazy asses out of their office chairs to present Miles Divine with what's rightfully his, he continues to humor this guy who just doesn't get a clue. He turns around, giving the guy a raised eyebrow over the rim of his DESIGNER sunglasses.

Miles Divine swears that you must have a fascination with these sunglasses, hmm? I'm sure they aren't your style, though and NO...they don't come in black.

Miles rolls his eyes.

Let's start with how much you contradict yourself, shall we? First you mention some Jeff Hardy cat that no one, ESPECIALLY Miles Divine, has never heard of? And you have the audacity to compare a nobody WITH Miles Divine? I wouldn't hold my breath, Mr. Went Overboard With The Guyliner. Miles Divine STILL doesn't know who you are, WHICH is the ONLY thing that matters here in GCW. Then you ramble about my 'burns? I know you're jealous and all, cuz it's obvious you can't grow a pair let alone any hair on your face so you go on and on about somebody else's? That's ignant, old man. The Alzheimers must be kicking in, yeah? No need to answer that though, now that you made it known 'cross the entire nation through all these cameras surrounding the ring. HEY! That might just be the reason why you're spewing out names I've never heard of. They MUST be your make-believe friends. Aww, that's so...uh how can I put this nicely? Nope, Miles Divine can't. It's really stupid, Ranger.

It just hits Miles that this guy is SOOOO out of it that he's mistaking LockUp! with something called Lockdown.

Uh, did you just call the show we're on LIVE by another name?

The DIVINEinites out there, his supporters, boo The Ranger's bumbling mistake. Miles tries to quiet them down, feigning concern for the Ranger.

Come on now. Let's not be too hard on the guy, he's clearly suffering from that old-timer disease. It isn't his fault, it's just nature taking its course on him.

Even Miles couldn't keep a straight face, the thought of him actually defending this guy was simply ludicrous. He goes back to address the crowd.

Okay okay. You can keep booing the poor fool. But if you want a professional opinion on the matter, I think he's confusing UP with DOWN because that's where he's going to end up before the show wraps up. But wow, if you don't know where you are man, especially the brand you are apparently a part of, you have NO reason being here. Save yourself from any further embarrassment. Too bad Miles Divine isn't done with you yet.

That imaginery guy, Jeff Hardly or whatever, is an elite of the elite? But you just said you wouldn't mention any. That usually means you don't. Not after the fact, man. I'm glad you bring truth to the stereotype about the big ones having small brains. You're simply that personified. Congrats. Now it's no longer a stereotype, but I always knew it was true.

Now for the knockout punch, since this guy obviously came out here to pick a fight with a champion in the making. Can't blame the guy now that Miles thinks about it.

F.I.N.E doesn't mean that bunch of stuff you just thought up to try to look smart. It's what Miles Divine is, what this champion in the making is, and the last thing I do to all those that fail in trying to measure up to THE MVP of this ring, show and company. The FINEST INVERTED NECKBREAKER EVAR!!!!! The most innovative, mesmerizing, FINEST move in wrestling and sports entertainment history!

Miles removes his sunglasses, taking in the moment until the audience's mixed reaction dies down.

Now, I know that may be too much to process, but go out back, pop in some of that Focus Factor that they advertise on TV, and bring your big lard ass into MY ring, so that you can just experience what it's like to wrestle someone like Miles Divine. With that in mind, we'll all see that your last word couldn't be closer to the truth: that Miles Divine was, is, and will always will be a CHAMP...ion.

He slips on his sunglasses, and gives the Ranger a smug look.

[Avenger]

Avenger laughs at Miles and then gets serious

First of all, "Chump" you are not a champion and not championship material. You got no idea about the Avenger but let the Avenger say when he said "LockDown" he meant that is what you are going to be doing at the end of the night. The Avenger can tell you are not too intelligent to know the circumstances of a "pun" or how a real promo is displayed. But don't worry, the Avenger will teach you that later after he teaches "getting your a@@ whipped slash 101" tonight. Now with that said let the Avenger be the first to let you in on a few secrets lady man. No real lady likes a shag you call sideburns. No real lady likes a pretender but a contender. And with history aside you should know better than to cross the Avenger or even question his thoughts. The Avenger don't have to prove jack to anyone in this business because he has done it all and believe me "Chump" let history state that the internet rumors don't lie when talks are made about the Avenger. No doubt you are still in diapers since there are a few names that float around as true main eventers. But don't sweat it kid, that is your immature values speaking out and not your so called fantasies of main event status. So tonight the Avenger will introduce you to that as well.

The Avenger stares down at Miles and shakes his head in a no position

Now don't let anyone mistake you for a champion or wanting those generic sunglasses. Heck, who in the right mind would even be wanting to be associated with you or compared to you? But you see Divine it goes like this, you can't see what you are blinded to but let the Avenger let you in on a little secret. He didn't get coined a few phrases because he was wet behind the ears or some newbie on the block trying to make a name for himself. He beat the best and tonight the Avenger will beat you. The Avenger plans on whooping you from one side of this ring to the other. And why? To show you and the world that you are what the Avenger says you are and that is a "Loser." And tonight "Chump" you will lose and lose royally. You may consider this Lock Up but how can you lock up with anything when your monkey a@@ will be "Locked Down" all night long.

Now you have your little fun and games but when the lights dim and you got to bring that mouth of yours to my world then let the reality shine in and the inevitability approach you. What is real is that you are out classed and out manned. And another thing that is real is that you fantasize about championships and being a woman's man but what is real is that you live in a basement and the only title you ever won is "Loser Of The Year." So guess what Divine? Tonight things won't change for you. Only thing that will matter is tonight you can tell all the boys in the back how many lights are over the ring unless the Avenger decides to knock you out and spit your own blood. So "Chump" never confuse what you are to what the Avenger is and that is "Champ." Do us a favor and at least try to wrestle half as well as you pretend. At least go 10 minutes with the Avenger so it doesn't seem like the Avenger is stealing the house money.

The Avenger opens his arms in a cross like motion mocking Divine.

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Kudos on TRYING to save yourself there for that slip-up, but like I said, millions of people just saw you for the screw-up you really are. And I'm so glad you're still going strong with that hypocrisy we've all grown to know and love from your old ass too. You called me a "CHAMP" before this recent rant because you know Miles Divine is just that. Denying it just makes you look MORE foolish and believe me bub, you've struck out more than once already. You simply couldn't afford any more, actually. But look at the bright side, just as sure that I'm drop-dead gorgeous, I'm sure you just secured yourself a spot in tonight's main event scene, where I belong. So strap in and enjoy the ride to the top while it lasts because I will kick you into concussion and lock you into submission. To submit to me, Miles Divine, that I am better than you in every sense of the word.

He stares at this fool just standing there as if he was Jesus Christ or something. Miles then understands why.

Okay okay. I know I'm a savior, if not THE savior, but you don't have to brownnose me on national television. I'm flattered, but I think I already told you that I'm not interested. Doesn't mean that it's wrong, because yes, I am a god amongst men. And I simply love the fact that I'm WAY off to the gray hair and white beard YOU are obviously VERY close to. Not only that, Miles Divine is breaking the standard of big men considering themselves to be gods when in all honesty, there's only one walking around...what do you goth people call them? Mere mortals? Yep, that. That's me again, the ONLY one.

He drops the mic, now catching the clue that none of the higher-ups were coming out here to spice things up. Lazy asses. Well, he could always go pay 'em a visit and get what's his. He leaves the Alzheimers Ranger to process the tongue lashing dished out to him, probably...no most likely a first that someone went head to head and came out the victor. Miles Divine - 1, The Ranger - zip, zilch, zero, nada. Miles would be adding another tick on his side of the board come later tonight. He bids adieu to his fans, feeling sorry that they had to endure so much until they saw him again. The best for last, the BEST for last...