Post by Staff Guy on Oct 14, 2020 18:37:17 GMT -5
Make Up Your Minds |
Xavier Wolf |
The entire OPW roster stands in the center of the ring. Each looking away from the others and at the crowd and or ground. “Thrones” by Bring Me The Horizon begins to play and The Immortal Champion, Xavier Wolf, comes out. The Golden Triple Skull belt around his waist, and a microphone in hand. The music cuts, and he begins.
[ Xavier Wolf ]: This business is built on one thing. The fact that each and every one of you, us, grew up either wanting to fight, or needing to fight. We knew there were other options, we knew there were other parts, but this was the only one for us. So we got into this business, maybe on a temporary basis, maybe as a weigh station, but we got into it, and for the ones that will matter, it got into us. We eat, breath and shit this business. It’s given us everything we need. And now, more than ever, it needs us. It needs us to do what we do, and step it the fuck up. OPW has shown the other pieces of shit promotions that we aren’t fucking around. That we intend to take our rightful spot at the top. Not because we need it, but because we deserve it.
[ Xavier Wolf ]: We, who have put this company where it is, have done what the others could not. We’ve carved out the top of this business and pushed the rest of it out to sea, to sink to the darkness below where it belongs. But it’s not over. For every AGW we overshadow and overthrow, there are others. So we can not allow ourselves or each other to become complacent. We must continue to strive, to push, to improve. Because just like we stood up and did what others wouldn’t, there are those who are waiting, DYING, to do what you won’t. Do you wanna lose your seat at the table to someone who just got their foot in the door? Or do you wanna be the one who puts them through the table, and throws them back out the door, instead?
[ Xavier Wolf ]: Make up your minds. Before some else comes here and makes it up for you.
Xavier drops the mic and walks back into the backstage area, as the men and women in the ring all look at one another.