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The White Lion's Pride versus The Rexaholics!
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04-21-2013, 10:20 AM

White Lion is pacing around in the backstage area at a XWF house show, seething with untold amounts of PURE POWER. In his EVERY STEP it is clear that this lion-like energy is desperate to be unleashed in a RIGHTEOUS RAGE of PURE JUNGLE FURY.

Without warning, he throws his head back and begins to roar! Not at the ceiling! Not at the lights on the ceiling! But at the stars themselves beyond the ceiling! The very same stars that, as a young cub, he once gazed up at in wide-eyed wonder in his far off jungle home!

The echoes of the mighty roar reverberated through the entire building! It silenced the crowd and froze the wrestlers who were exchanging holds in the ring!

Steve Sayors, the XWF interview-ace, found that the sheer force of the roar had cracked his glasses. Cautiously, fearfully, he tiptoed down the hallways, following the roar to the masked jungle cat, the heroic beast of a wrestler, the man whom he was tasked with interviewing.

Sayors turned down the corridor to the interview area...and saw an awesome spectacle through the cracked lenses of his glasses! At the moment, White Lion's arms were thrust upward, bent slightly, as if he was engaged in a test of strength with some invisible, evil opponent. Though his opponent might have been invisible or even non-existent, each muscle in his body was straining and brimming with tremendous effort.

Clearly, if he could expend such effort against a mere specter...what he could do against a flesh and blood opponent...Sayors shuddered to think! With a nervous gulp, Sayors gathered all of his wits and courage, turned his microphone on...and walked up to the White Lion.


Steve Sayors: Mr....Mr...Lion...excuse me....I....I....may I ask what you are doing right now....?

The White Lion whirls around suddenly, with speed that no gym, no track could ever develop! The sort of speed that can only be bred into one born in the wild jungles of deepest, darkest Africa! He stares straight Steve Sayors with eyes that are tiny, slitted windows into a raging tempest of noble animal fury!

White Lion: Steve....Sayors. That. Is. Not. The question. The question is not about what White Lion is doing as he wrestles with the tremendous weight of the world itself as he engages in a never, ever ending struggle against the forces of evil that haunt all his brothers and sisters...and the all the little cubs of the world! The question is...what...Steve Sayors...will YOU DO? What will you do...when White Lion...and every single member of his world-wide Pride of lions and lionesses and little cubs with fire in their little eyes and belief in their hearts make the long, arduous...EPIC journey across the bridge of destiny...and Eric "Tyrannosaurus" Rex and all of his Raging Rexaholics, young and old, swim down the river of fate, fighting their way through crocodiles, sea monsters and enemy submarines...when the two force converge in the Land of Tampa Florida....when the True Lion Hero and the Towering T-Rex Titan of Rexaholicism collide? When roaring, jungle-bred fury is pitted against scientific submission selection and powerful paws exchange brutal blows with laser-like left and right hands? What will happen...when Eric Rex discovers...that he has, caught within his Cuban Nectkie triangle choke...not a meek house cat...BUT A RAGING LION HERO....?

What will happen...

...when the very arena is shaken to its foundations...

...when the ring crumbles beneath the exhausted contests...

...when the roof itself caves in...

...when only one, yes, Steve Sayors...only ONE....of the two worthy heroes rises from the ruins...to raise his hand...VICTORIOUS...

...what will happen...after the Pride..and the Raging Rexaholics become one...and the entire city of Tampa....the entire state of Florida...the galaxy itself...unites...in a single, guttural grow from the very depths of the universe's soul itself....?

Steve Sayors feels his heart beat quicken. His blood is boiling. His pulse is racing. Within him, the long-caged Lion Hero rips lose from his psychological prisons and manifests itself at long last! Steve Sayor's meek face is suddenly brimming with courage!

Steve Sayors: ...then all of them....will....ROAR! WITH! YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Steve Sayors claws his shirt apart and throws his head back in a mighty roar! When he finishes...he realizes...he is alone! The Lion Hero has gone...onto the next mission! He looks around and sees the gawking, shocked faces of XWF staffers...for a moment he is embarrassed...and then, all of a sudden, the staffers throw back their heads as well...and Sayors joins them...in a chorus of roars!

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