[color=#1E90FF][size=medium][font=Verdana]Jean Baptiste Le'Croix:What?.....you did you think is was? you weren't expecting me Jean Baptiste Le'Croix huh?
How does it feel getting some thing else other than what you were use to of? were you expecting a particular person who does a promo every week like the joke of a excuse Drezdin? were you wait for him as the scene had opened up? well I hate to be your bubble burster of bad news but from here on out you aint getting him from here on out.
from here on out you are getting the same person but a new look, a new persona, a new attitude, hell new everything including a new look. from now on you aint getting that mother fucker any more as he does not exists.
my name is now and is what you can call me from now on...Jean Baptiste Le'Croix.
don't like you say? well to bad so sad cause I couldn't give a rats ass.
Ladies and gentlemen boys and girls and yes you the children of the world, you see being my self, letting my actions do the talking, hell telling you all that from here on out that I am going to let my actions do the talking, creating a list of what I want to accomplish when I had joined the xwf, trying to display my dominance in the xwf, promising you that i wont spew endless upon endless amount of bull shit like the dumb asses do on the xwf roster in a promo, fuck winning/ wrestling matches under drezdin sure as hell didn't work.
now that I think about it, I pretty much went not only went back on my own words but failed to do what I had set out to do for my self since I came here to the xwf.
but don't worry about me though, I knew that the only way to literally get back on the winning track and show who I really am I had to pull all the bad layers that gotten me no where.
as I was pulling all of the bad layers away I found out that I had to start from scratch, meaning that I had to start all over again...I guess you can say that I had to reinvent my self in a whole new way.
for days, weeks, months on end I was toiling on what look I should go with, I mean I knew that for inring I went with the traditional all black gear from head to toe, but the question was who meaning I Jean Baptist Le'Croix was going to look like.
lets just say i went with a hybrid cross between stone cold Steve Austin, physco Sid, and the American badass version of the undertaker, but you the people will know tomorrow night at warfare what I look like.
soon you will know what I will look like, when you do see what I look like...well your action will speak for its self.
now on to my triple threat first round tournament match against barney green and doctor physco.
as you are all aware of in these type of tournaments that the xwf puts on the winner of this match will move on to the next match to wrestle in the next round match, but who that will be? we will find out.
but for now my focus is on the two I am facing, barney green and this person called dr. physco.
all I gotta say is that even so much to think that mister green has a chance to win this match is nothing but a disappointing laugh in the fullest degree.
I mean he hasn't been seen or heard since the little ramble he did months ago, hell I don't know even he did his usual long ass winded promo yet, if he did though, then I haven't seen it yet, that's pathetic right there for ya.
that right there saids it all, that the opportunity that was given to him he doesn't care at all.
BOY! you stupid son of a fat ass bitch where the hell are ya? if you do care about this match you are in, my dear boy get your lazy ass outta bed and get here to prove to me that this match is importaint to you.
I know that you get tired just by lifting one eye open, but still you better show cause I aint the person you wanna mess with or piss off.
trust me when i say this that the last time that i was in a match with some one, I swore to high hell to the person that his existence will be eradicated by my hands because of the no show, and what happened? I did just that, I eradicated the bastards ass for ever.
Hopefully youll be here for ever.
and for you doctor physco, I haven't forgotten you to boy, you see like mister green......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

(the scene fades to black with some snaps crackles pops, and interference as his promo was outta no where ended for no reason)

NOW BE MY BITCH ASS HOLE!!!!!!!!!!