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Doctor Louis D'Ville · (10-31-2016)

Hello again, Mister Loverboy!

Congratulations for winning your Federweight Championship, my friend! You know what would be an honor? If the Doctor was the first one you defended that title against. I've actually never seen you in such a prestige state here. Don't get me wrong, I noticed when you held the Trios Tag Titles yourself for awhile, then handed two of them over to Morbid Angel and Mister Gilmour... Excellent choice in partners, by the way. Morbid Angel needs couples counseling and Mister Gilmour is the epitome of idiocy. They're both too stubborn to support a tag team, Mister Loverboy. Just poor choices.

I'm not here to criticize you though. Forgive me.

This is a celebration! Another lower-grade, untelevised, ridiculous excuse to make someone feel special title, for someone special like you. Did you know that I once held this title? I suppose it was never made official. A big ordeal came about when Jacob, you know him as Gator, decided to stop playing with the Doctor and go home. There's a few people out there that would've hopped on the opportunity as title laid at my feet, surrendered.

You all know the story. The title ended up tossed into a nearby garbage can. Which is what I believed what became of it right before then.

Tell me, Mister Loverboy. Do you share the same passion as I did that day? I suppose it is my fault. I expect too much out of my patients at times and it sometimes it gets the best of the Doctor. Jacob let me down, as he has once before. I will never give up on him, there is no doubt. The same goes for you, Mister Loverboy. I feel that you and I have grown and blossomed into what we are together here in this fine organization. You on one side of the map, the Doctor on the other. We have crossed paths once before and you have most definitely felt the effects of a session.

So let me ask you again, do you share the same passion as I did that day? It's not just about winning. It's how you win. It's what you do to win. It's about your opponent. Not just picking up someone else's garbage.. It's earning that victory. It's proving that you belong where you are. I am where I am because I have proved it to nearly everyone that has crossed my path.

But now, I win when I want to. I usually want to. So, if you don't mind, Mister Loverboy..

I want your title.

The Doctor throws a rock and hits the Loverboy in the face with it. He holds his face and pulls out a mirror to check to the state of his mug. In the meantime the Doctor rolls him up for the pin.

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