What are you waiting for? (PCMGs)

[logansteel]

The Devil's Own by Five Finger Death Punch plays through the sound system of the arena and the Boston fan's go absolutely wild as Logan Steel makes his way to the ring with a stern look on his face, he takes long powerful strides and when reaching the apron he jumps on to it and steps between the ropes and takes the ring announcer's microphone Logan waits for his music to die down before raising the microphone to address the people of Boston, MA

"I am out here for one reason and that is my match with the PWN City Douchebags, so when you two finally get your heads out of each others ass and quit clowning around and come out here to do what you get paid for. Before you get any strange ideas about this being a handicap match I am certain that you were looking forward to a two on one beatdown, yes I will face you both tonight but one simple thing you two egos need to tag in and out to face me. Let's see just how big and bad you are... So please come on out introducing from PWN City Brent "Hellboy" Starr and Chris "Kitten" heart, together they are the PWN City DOUCHEBAGSSSSAAAHHH!!!"

After "announcing" his opponents Logan sits in a corner and waits for them to come out

Bazztard: "Did he just say Brent "Hellboy" Starr and Chris "Kitten" heart?"

Graciela: "PWN City Douchebags, I give Steel that one it's pretty funny!"

Bazztard: "Well Logan Steel may just regret those words here tonight, tagging or not two on one is still in PWN City Machine Guns favor"

"Tick! Tock! Tick! Tock! Time waits for no man, so while we are still young if you don't mind!"

[<~The Shooting Starr~>]

They appear on the screen, instead of coming out to face him
Starr initiates the retaliatory speech

Pwn City Douchebags.. wow.. how clever.

He makes the "whoop-dee-doo" finger gesture

Now, before you get your gstring panties all in a bunch and want to trash us for not being out there, simply put, we don't want to hog the ring time, or the air time, telling you everything the fans already know.

For instance, your whole, I'm a crazy split personality thing. Overdone, overplayed, overexposed and quite frankly, I did better when I got here. Nuff Said.

Quick and to the point, he fires off at the next topic

As for having to tag in and out, oh yay, you made it more fair. GOOD! What do we care if we have to tag in and out, we're still going to embarass you for having the audacity to CHALLENGE US. Remember that when you can't move of your own power, YOU CHALLENGED US, YOU ASKED FOR THIS.

That is what is going to be remembered here. That you decided to call us out, to take us on. Ofcourse we'll dismantle you. No doubt about it, at all. So why even bother hyping the beating up. You'll get your ass kicked, we'll win, we'll get the heat and you'll be praised for having the balls to do what your "elite" friends wouldn't. Fight us. Well, except for Avenger, he used us for his big return.. and all he did was run and swing a chair. That sure is elite huh?

None the less, yada yada yada, etcetera etcetera, The Elite suck, The Order is the way to go. Yeah I think I covered the basis here.

He shakes his head, almost in shame, that instead of being in the Continental title hunt, he's dealing with a split personality freak, AGAIN. First Psycho, then Steel.
The frustration has begun to show on his face, that of an underused talent who is prime and ready to bail for somewhere that'll use him properly

(Tag to Lionheart or Steel again)

[logansteel]

Logan sits in the ring with a frankly bored expression on his face, he was ready to go, just waiting on those to supposed legends in this business in Starr and Lionheart. Somehow Starr's words were a little lost on him, split personality was a gimmick? To Starr maybe but to Logan it was his own personal hell

"Something tells me that you are going to sit back and tell everybody on the roster that you Mr Jimmy Jacobs clone have done everybody else's gimmick better than them. Something tells me that you also believe you are the innovator of innovators, the original of originality if so please tell me why your tag team name is PWN City Machine Guns. An example of retardation and true plagiarism of the Motor City Machine Guns, only with half the charisma. I must admit you are right in this situation it's no big deal if I lose, but if you and Lionheart lose then you'll be giving the Order a bad name and around here the Order doesn't really mean much. Seems to me like they are more a bunch of pirates who would sell their mothers down the river just to get ahead, as I said before at least with the Order it's not if but when the knife comes down on you"

[<~The Shooting Starr~>]

Actually, it don't mean shit if we lose. If it happens, it's because we caused it, and let it happen, trying to beat more blood from your body.

He shrugs his shoulders as he continues

And this gimmick thing you speak of, I have no gimmick but being me, and thats a whole lot more then 99.9% of this company can do. Sure, I toss out a PWN word or two, but really, what does it matter. That doesn't make me who I am. What I've done, and who I've done it against does. Like I said countless times before..
I've beat the best of the best, the elite of the elite, the greatest of the greats and legends along the way. I did it BY myself with no help at all. Just me in the ring, one on one, with whoever had the balls to bother to try. That is why I've been pinned only six times in 3 years in fair, one on one combat.

That is why, in multiple man matches, I've only lost five times. When it comes to tag team combat, I've been pinned four times. If that doesn't tell you what your up against and what you'll never measure up to, I don't know what will. Because those wins, all of those wins, all of those titles, add up to a legendary career, and that is before we even reflect on my obvious charisma and abilities on the microphone.

Few, and I do mean FEW, can even come close to hanging with me on the mic, and even fewer can hang with me in the ring. Your nothing new, nothing challenging and nothing I haven't squashed before, like a worthless cockroach beneath me. Both metaphorically speaking, and on the ladder of success. The ladder I sit atop, with or without a title.

It's at this point he leaves things said as they were. Getting out from the cameras view and leaving Lionheart to finish the verbal fatality.