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Post by <~The Shooting Starr~> on Jan 29, 2009 17:34:25 GMT -5
Brent watches as the brackets are revealed simultaniously online, and via mobile alerts. He smirks looking at the name beside his, and even more when he sees the remainder of his bracket. Justice? I drew Justice as my opponent, you gotta be kidding me man. Guess the poor guy is getting the shit end of the stick for being a no show most of the last year or so.
This is gonna be a walk in the park, all I gotta do is run circles around Mr Justice, and then wait for the remnants of the war between Remmy & Jyndal, beat them up and it's smooth sailing to my world title shot. A shot I deserve despite the nay sayers who think I live in the past... idiots forget it's the past who makes you who you are, and I am a full steam ahead pwndozing son of a bitch. Despite my 4 losses in 2008, bringing the total to 9 in 4 years, my name is still the one being spoken in every company known to man. I'm the one with all the articles in the magazines about how I am the past, present and future of this industry. The fact of the matter is, these guys can either be the ones losing to me, or they can tag along for the ride to the top. Their choice, gold... or mold, and god knows my name is already in gold.
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