My CoD Title (O2 Lock Up Roster)

["Big Daddy" Briggz]

~The arena is silent, as "Don't Know About That, by Bow Wow" begins to play. As Briggz steps through the curtains with the "CoD Title" on his shoulder. Not doing his usual entrance with the excitement. He walks down the ramp way, and slides in the ring. He begins celebrating, climbing on the turnbuckle, and raising his belt up. He walks over to the corner, and gets a microphone. He raises it to his lips.~Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo. Welcome everyone to Lock Up. If you didn't know by now, I am Briggz your "Code Of Discipline Champ". Now before I won this title, I was down graded by a man, and he seems to have all the answers, then I ask him this why do I have this.~Briggz holds up the title, briefly before putting it back on his shoulder.~An you seem to have nothing, now I am not a bad person quite frankly. I think he is worst that me, he seems have a great attitude, but like other wrestlers. I have faced like DeAngelo Cambell, they seem they know everyone, and everything that happens, and they think they are everything wrestling has to offer. Now, I could ramble on about them, but I wouldn't go anywhere, so let me get down to what I came here to do. I don't have an opponent for this title, and I face Daniel Justice this week, but he is not going to get a shot cause he is that awful wrestler I was talking about. So, I am issuing, a challenge to who ever wants a shot at this CoD Title, so come on down anyone doesn't matter.~Briggz lowers the microphone, and awaits a contender.~

["The Hot Stuff" Johnny Phoenix]

Just Look at Me hits over the arena and Johnny Phoenix walks out onto the stage in front of a booing crowd. Johnny doesn't bother to taunt as he walks down the ramp in his wrestling attire. He gets to the ring and climbs up the apron and then into the ring where he walks across the ring to receive a Mic and speaks.

THANK the LORD you stopped RAMBLIN ON. If you were Led Zeppelin it would be awesome to hear you RAMBLE ON.

Johnny gets booed.

You come out here acting like you own the place. You come out here acting like you KNOW what you are doing. Shit, your as lost as Bigfoot is when he looks for his dick.Not to mention you fail at TRYING to pull a 187 and be a Gangsta.

Johnny shakes his head.

That is just sad my friend, you, MG, and GOD KNOWS HOW MANY OTHER PEOPLE are just a bunch of RIP OFFS, FAD FOLLOWERS, and NOOBS. Not one of you has any idea what a true gangsta really is. I do...saw it FIRST HAND not 3 years ago. But that is another INTERESTING STORY for another time I'm afraid.

Johnny pauses.

I'm not sure what else to say since once I read this on paper it will say the SAME OL same ol as your promo before this. All dat shityac dat homie g sadler don't no about aint to shabby my brotha from another motha.

Crowd laughs.

Shit, if I wanted to listen to TRUE gangsta talk id go back and listen to some ol 187 videos. Youtube is good for something, oh oh by the way, go watch the Myspace Obsession Video. It is fucking funnier then ALL of what this asshole has to say.

Crowd laughs.

That is MY title that you are wearing there...what was your name again? Big daddy V or something hell how am I suppose to remember one GANGSTA from another since there are so many of them. Well, only one REAL one and alot of fake followers. Anyways, whatever your name is only a TRUE wrestler with a TRUE gimmick and a TRUE personality deserves to hold and carry that belt.

Johnny points at himself.

ME............

Crowd boos.

So what do you say there...Homie? THE HOT STUFF JOHNNY PHOENIX vs. THE ONE A BE GANGSTA for the CODE...OF...DISCIPLINE TITLE. So what do you say Champ?

Johnny laughs.

Actually who cares what you think the match is on no matter what. See you at Lock Up my friend.

Johnny drops the Mic and makes his way out the ring as Briggz interrupts his leave.

["Big Daddy" Briggz]

~Briggz quickly brings the microphone to his lips.~ Now, I am all for trying to make an impact which is what you have done Johnny. Thats right I know who you are, and how could I not because while watching television when I was back home in St. Louis. I did see you fight, I saw you fight in some sort of Steel Cage. Like I said I saw you, but wasn't happy at what I saw, what I saw was the same thing I see here a man who wears women clothes, hell you might as well do like Jean, and go for "The Top Debutante Championship", at least there you would win, see people here have forgotten about this title.~Briggz looks at his shoulder.~I am here to make sure everyone takes notice, now Mark Cross, was a guy I respected. See, I gladdy wanted to give him another match for this title, but he declined,and that is fine with me. You come out here, and you say, I am a "Gangsta" wanna-be, that is far from anything. I dress this way cause it is comfortable,unlike those tights your wearing when you wrestle. I act like this cause its how I act, kind of how you act the way you do cause your a little on the girlie side. I like who I am the question is do you. You demand a shot at this, and I said I would accept, but you came out here, and demanded you get a shot. I think not, how about this Johnny lets see what you got.I'll give you a challenge, and if you pass, then OK you get a shot. Find a opponent for this week, and beat him in a "Singles Match", if you can do that, then you get your shot.~Briggz lowers the microphone, as he waits for Johnny to do something.

["The Hot Stuff" Johnny Phoenix]

Shit you are so full of it little man. You offered a challenge for your belt on Lock Up. I ACCEPTED. Thats all I have to say on that subject, but to other subjects yeah I am comfortable with who I am. I am rich, I am a model, I am a wrestler, I am loved, I am hated, I AM BETTER then scums like you. Yeah I like who I am. But what I don't like is people like you.

Johnny pauses.

Why you say? Well, put it this way my friend. People like you are just helping ruin this sport that I truly love. No more originality now days, hell everything is like that now. Hollywood, HERE, cars, hell EVERYTHING is the same nowadays. Wrestling has lost its identity............and people like you Little Dude are just pushing it on that continued downward spiral. Because when I was standing in the back getting me a Dasani out of the Machine back there, I herd a speech that I swore I have herd before. I was like, oh it is probably 187 speaking. But then when I turned around to see Little Dude Spider talking, acting, and looking Gangstaish I was just like, OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I KNEW I have herd and read this script before.

Crowd laughs a bit.

It was none other than one of them Quote Unquote "GANGSTA" Wannabees.

Johnny pauses.

You have no idea the accomplishments that I have done in my career Little Dude. And I am sure that you would care less what I have done in my career. But I'm telling you son, we will have that COD title match tonight. No BUTS, NO IFS, and CERTAINLY NO PULLING NO GUNS OUT AND SHOOTING ME BECAUSE YOU REFUSE. This business doesn't work that way Little Dude, sorry to break it to ya.

Johnny pauses.

You set out an open challenge and that is final. I accept and that is final, me vs. you for that COD title? FINAL.

Johnny lowers the Mic awaiting to see what Briggz has to say.

[fmf]

After Pheonix finishes speaking an unexpected theme begins to play, it's Boom It's On. Fans begin to chear for the familiar theme, as it signifies that none other than Jermaine Ordell will be making an appearance. As expected Jermaine Ordell walks out from the back, mic in one hand, coffee in other, with full ring gearf on. As he walks out on stage, he takes a sip of coffee, then chucks the cup over his shoulder. After a few moments, Ordell raises the mic.

Oh sorry, was I inturupting something?... I just wanted to come on out here and throw my name into the hat. And before you go saying "Well why dont we make this a tournament that the crowd doesn't give a shit about" Briggz, I'm making this a god damn triple threat!... I don't care if you have a problem with it, your not Shia Storm, because unlike him, no one, and I mean NO ONE respects you!

Ordell pauses for a moment, in that moment a "Briggz Sucks" chant begins.

So Briggz, either you defend that belt in a triple threat, TONIGHT. Orrrrr, you can try to get out of this, have no match tonight, because me and Pheonix will leave, and then be STRIPPED of your title... Now you might think I'm being a little harsh, but Briggz, I'm sick of little dogs like you trying to pull crap on experienced big dogs, like Johnny Pheonix, and me...

A smile grows on Ordell's face as he continues...

So why don't I come on down to that ring, kick your ass, face Pheonix, in a WRESTLING match, and win myself some gold...

Ordell waits for a response from either of the two...

["The Hot Stuff" Johnny Phoenix]

Phoenix shakes his head and smiles.

BUSTED!!!

Johnny laughs.

So Buster Brown... now that we have TRIPLE THREAT for your Call Of Duty Title, any last words before I make you MY PUPPY DOG BITCH TONIGHT?

Crowd laughs as Johnny looks at Ordell.

So my friend who might you be? I don't believe we have ever met before. Name? Age? Address? Phone Number? Savvy?

Johnny waits for a response.

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As Jermaine listens to Pheonix, he nods, up until Pheonix asks what his name is. After the questions are sent at Ordell, he raises an eyebrow and raises the mic.

You kidding me right?!

It's clear that Pheonix wasn't joking.

I am the man who's gonna beat "Big Daddy Can't wrestle for crap" over here, then beat you down, boot ya in the face, 1,2,3 and my name is NEW COD CHAMP JERMAINE ORDELL...EXCLAMATION POINT!

As Jermaine lowers the mic, a "J.O.-K.O.!" chant begins to surface from the packed crowd.

["Big Daddy" Briggz]

Its funny cause you talk about you, ain't a fruit, but you ask for his address. Look the challenge, was not for this week. As if you were listening, it was for next week. But as far as you guys go. Fine you guys are in the match, both of you. I ACCEPT.This week~Briggz walks out of the ring, and clean pass everyone, with them still talking.~