I want my title back

[steve]

-The quick strike at Stephen, who retired for reasons to help RWC, caught him off guard, but he embraced it. Stephen smirked at the "Round Robin" idea, but then hatched one of his own.-

Steve
"You know, with FOUR divas now in the mix, there's only one thing I can do..."

-Stephen looked around.-

Steve
"We'll have a 4-lady Ladder Match... Where the winner will recieve a shot at the Women's title whenever she chooses withing a one-year time frame... The match will be Viper versus Spirit Storm versus Ashley Danyell versus Violet St. Claire......"

-Stephen looks directly at Viper.-

Steve
"And by the way. Unlike Twat Rock from the old country, I don't go on 'few good matches' I go by worthy opponents... You want to see me in the ring again? Then find anyone that is worthy of a match against me... ANYONE, I'll take them on... Pin them to the mat for a three count... come backstage to find you, and laugh right in your face.... I mean seriously, it's not like YOU could beat me, that's for sure."

[Dan Sullivan]

* Viper doesn't look impressed with the decision but shugs her shoulders as if it's no big deal.



Viper: Way to take the "easy" road by just bunching us together instead of having the balls to decide on who gets to use their rematch clause first out of those of us who have rematch clauses. So Cruel Intentions won't be the exact same for me this year like last but that's alright as I haven't been in a ladder match in forever so we'll see what I can do with it on my way to victory. So is our champion going to get a free month on the 30 days to defend rule & just get to watch us or are you actually going to make her defend the title either on Mayhem vs. one of us that has rematch clauses OR try to find a woman who you feel is more deserving then the 4 of us to go over us to get a shot vs. Mel at Cruel Intentions? And I know somebody else had challenged each other in this meeting so are any matches for the 1st Mayhem back planned out of this or have we completely wasted our time?







* Viper looks around at the other ladies & Violet feeling good that they are letting her do all the talking like she enjoys as other then Violet both Ashley & Spirit deserve a title shot due to the rematch clauses but her goal was to just make sure she gets it first like she feels she deserves.




Viper: And since I know out of all you said with the "pick anybody" you probably would be hoping I'll pick myself so fine I'll show to the world why you should stay retired as Violet will have to wait a week. A pity Pandemonium isn't going to be active as you vs. me will be nothing but a squash match which is undeserving of our flagship show Mayhem but would be a sure Semi-Main Event or even Main Event on Pandemonium but it'll get the ring rust off of me which works. That is unless you want to wait a bit to ensure you can at least get some training in so you don't look like a complete slob in the ring after being inactive for what 4 or 5 months now?





* TBCed

[spirit]

Spirit stood there and watched every one bicker back and forth before she said anything

I will take on who I have to when ever I have to, to get my title back, but I do know this, I want my shot at that Mel bitch again. She took my title from me, when we all know good and damn well if I wouldn't have had other issues going on, I would have won that match.

Spirit looked at the other divas in the room

and if I have to go through all of them to get that shot, then I will, but mind you, I will lay all of them out and make sure that they remember the name Spirit Storm.

Spirit looked back at Stephen Murdock to see his response

[bigt]

The sound of fake yawning is heard.

"Blah...Blah...Blah, no wonder you people don't get any TV time."

The group look round and see Big T, a man who by his own freedom of choice went into exile from RWC at the end of november with unknown reasons, leaning up against the door frame, looking at the pretty much talentless "superstars" standing in front of him.

"I was passing through, heard all this bitching and just couldn't resist swinging by to investigate when the eight ball over there ran his mouth about nobody being worthy enough to face him.

Big T then looks at Stephen, his piercing gaze staring a hole straight through the RWC Vice President.

"Kid, don't run before you can walk, and I'd be more than happy to put my fist through your face, and you can really have eyes in the back of your head."

[steve]

-Steve looked at Big T, and he smiled.-

Steve

[/color]
"And here comes Phoenix's personal jobber... How was that break you took? Get Phoenix's dick out your ass yet? I heard he owned you pretty bad..."

-Steve figured that was a few good insults and decided to speak normally.-

Steve[/color]
"Look Big T, you only show up for two things.... A, to throw a female out the window. Or B, to challenge someone to a match... And since Viper isn't really a female, I'm going to say you're here for option B.... So when and where do you want to get owned?"

-Stephen stayed seated as he looked at Big T.-[/center]

[bigt]

Big T just blatantly laughs in Stephen's face, amused at the little man pretending to be something he isn't.

"So, the bitch has a little fight left in him, I was beginning to wonder if you remembered the excitement of getting into fights."

Big T now stands up straight, dwarfing everyone else in the room.

"In case you have actually been stupid enough to do your tie up too tight, remember these words, anytime, anywhere."

Big T then walks up to stand right infront of Stephen's desk, before reaching and grabbing one end, and flipping the wooden desk over, papers flying everywhere.

"I'll make you a permanent feature in one of these walls right now."

[constantine]

Constantine walked in just in time to see a desk fly and hit the wall. She looked and seen Big T going after Stephen. On natural reaction she stepped inbetween.

This is neither the time nor the place Big T. [/center]

[bigt]

Big T looked at this woman he didn't recognise, who now stood in front of him.

"Says who?"

[lovefurytragedy]

Violet looks at the woman who just now entered the locker room and confronted Big T as Violet gives her a scowl.

(V) Violet St. Claire (V)
"Who the fuck are you?"

Violet shakes her head, the continues on before Constantine could muster a reply.

(V) Violet St. Claire (V)
"It doesn't even matter. But look... whatever hole in the wall your rat looking ass came from, I suggest you go back to it... bitch."

[bigt]

Violet finishes her little rant, and as Big T stares straight at Constantine, a piss taking smile comes across his face.

"Seems this is the time and the place, so move your ass Master Splinter so I can break the bald fucker's neck.

[constantine]

Constantine looked at them both, but stood her ground. Moving was not an option.

I don't know who in the hell you two think you are, but neither one of you are going to get to Stephen, not today, not here, not now. He has accepted your challenge Big T, so wait until the ring, and as far as you go Violet St. Clair, why don't you wipe the white stuff off your face and stay off your knees, you might be able to get some where that way

Constantine stayed there between Big T and Stephen

[bigt]

"I think I am Big T, therefore I am Big T. How's that? Actually don't answer that, I've already heard enough bullshit from you, I bet that comes from licking Murdock's ass twenty four - seven. Now, seeing as I'm looking forward to shoving Steve's head up his own ass, with his body still attached by the way, I'll give you a free piece of advice Street Corner Suzie."

Big T looks at Steve, then back at Constantine.

"You get in my way again, and I'll put you out of commission.....permanently. Don't believe me, ask anyone. I don't hurt people, I kill people.

Big T turns and walks away, pulling a coin out of his pocket, flicking it in the air and catching it, before stopping, then he turns his head, looking over his shoulder at Stephen Murdock.

"Stevie, remember, death is the only inescapable, unavoidable, sure thing. You were sentenced the day you were born.

With that said, Big T disappeares from sight.