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**06-17-2013, 09:23 AM**

The camera comes to a slow halt in the parking lot of the arena for tonights "Monday Madness" event. A few scattered cars are shown as the show is still hours from beginning. Clouds begin to clear and the rain comes to a stop as a 1989 Blue,rusted Ford Escort makes its way into the parking lot coming to a stop. Smoke barrels out of the rusted exhaust pipes and the vehicle sputters before finally shutting down. Creeking slowly,the driver side door opens as the camera picks up on a black boot thudding into the dirt encrusted pavement, a pair of dirty jeans adorn the individuals legs and an open flannel as a firm hand slams the door shut behind him. Bleach blonde hair, baby blue eyes and dark facial hair adorn his facial features as he motions the camera closer. He turns and unlocks the trunk of his car as a gear bag is removed and tossed to the ground before he seats himself upon the trunk.

Shady Robertson

"Take a good long look at me. I'm not fancy, my car sure as hell aint fancy. My clothes damn sure aint none to fancy neither. Fact of the matter is..I'm not here to impress anyone with fancy clothes, fancy jewelry, fancy cars. I don't need any of that garbage, hell, I haven't even been accepted to this company as of yet or even this show. But that is one thing you'll learn about me fairly quickly. I don't sit around and wait for acceptance, I'm an impatient man, I've been in contact since 6am this morning and for what? No return call, no return messages? Well..that's NO problem.

Shady reaches into his pocket pulling out a black zippo and a cigarette as he places it between his crimson lips,with a wink to the camera, he flicks the lighter as gray smoke emits from the cigarette into the air, he lets out a sigh of relief as he stares toward the clouds before going back to the camera.

"Yeah, I do smoke also, but guess what? It don't phase any of my talents in that ring whatsoever. Take a look at me..do I look like a wrestler to you? Hell no I don't, do I look intimidating at first glance? Maybe slightly due to the fact that a smile NEVER escapes these lips. Which is what I use to my advantage ya see..when I step in that ring, it is a whole different atmosphere, I feel no pain no matter how many times I am struck, big or small, you'll need an army to keep me at bay. I'm putting everyone here on notice..John Madison..I see you're up at the top of the XWF right now, more power to you but just remember theres a bullseye on your back the size of Texas and it just got bigger cause you'll be my number one target! But listen here, it wouldn't be fair to only go after you..Dean Moxley McGovern..what I like about your title is this 24/7 status, hell if you're around tonight..I'd be watching my back, but I'm sure you do that already. Just remember, I am one sneaky individual and do get what I want at all times by any means, any cost! Now don't think by my small stature that I'm just coming in here all talk and no show. Trust me, my actions speak volumes. Matter of fact MOXLEY..I'm after you more than anyone else, I see you and this pathetic excuse Mr.Satellite have a little to much gold to be lugging around and it appears I'm going to have to be the one to loosen the weight a little bit.

He finishes the last drag off of the cigarette before dropping it to the pavement,snuffing it out with his boot as he grabs his gear bag. With a turn he speaks his last few words.

"Let's end the talk for now, I haven't even gotten approval yet, but in my dealings throughout professionalw restling, a 24/7 title is just that, 24/7, under contract or not, Heyman, I suggest you reach me TODAY..."

Swinging the bag over his shoulder, Shady locks up the vehicle and makes his way toward the arena, the camera fading to black just as his hand grips the handle to the door.

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