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Ned Kaye · (03-19-2019)

Ned chuckles slightly, before clapping his hands softly.

"Kuda, Kuda, Kuda. Perhaps I was being too verbose when I said millenia of matches. You see, Kuda, you didn't just materialize into the XWF, rather you existed prior and outside of it. And if that Walkman you love so much is any indicator, you've existed for a very long time. Of course, I already knew all of this because I put in the time to check out your past before the XWF. So, was referring to your ancient violence as matches completely accurate? No, but then again I barely expected you to understand a third of the sounds coming out of my mouth."

"At least your judgment of my character aligns well with the amount of research you've done. Because for all the frivolous shit talk you managed to dribble out, you really only proved you know nothing about me. You call me overused and overdone while standing there as a meathead in a gimmicky t-shirt, yet you speak of self-evaluation? I'd say you couldn't be so blissfully idiotic if I wasn't so certain of it to begin with."

"See, the reason you mistake my methodology with a lack of ferocity is because you cannot comprehend me, Iceman. What you expected was someone like Kid Kool who was going to come down here and verbally soil himself in front of the crowd. Or maybe somebody like Rogan who would be so far past his prime that he'd likely just stay quiet like Kool and accept a pounding. Or maybe, just maybe, you expected a person such as yourself, lugging their way into the ring and spewing venomous vulgarities about shit, semen, and whatever other vile substance you're hoping to get into your drooling mouth."

"But the perfect caption as to why you're so mistaken was when you described me as the fawn in a lion's den. Kuda, let me make this so clear that your ancestors will be able to foresee it and warn you of it, I'm not trapped in here with you, you're trapped in here with me. I am a hunter, Kuda, and I'm going to taxidermy the excuse of a career you've made for yourself here and place it in my living room. I'm not Nobody Ned Kaye, I'm not Negligible Ned Kaye, I'm fucking Notorious. And I sure as hell didn't get that nickname by being some dime-a-dozen schmuck working in the indies. Because if I were as unremarkable as you consider me, many of the men I competed against would be here in this company by now. The fault in your judgment lies in the fact that you think my inclusion is a fluke. It is and always has been the plan, Kuda. That's why you're not leaving this ring tonight with the belt and that's why no amount of tacky shirts will change how this match is destined to end. Spar for it or cower away. Regardless, that title's mine."

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