"Sweet Home Alabama" starts to play, and the crowd start to cheer as Master Of Violence Champion, White Trash comes through the curtain and makes his way down the entrance ramp towards the ring. Several fans hold out their hands hoping for a high five from the champ, but Trash just calmly keeps on walking. He is dressed in street clothes, jeans, work boots and a black t-shirt. His title belt slung over one shoulder. As he gets to the ring he grabs a mic, and climbs up on the the apron. He pauses, looks around the arena and then steps between the ropes. There is a mix of boos and cheers from the fans, but the boos seem to be louder.
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Trash: Boo me if you want to...Hell, cheer me if you feel like it too, I don't give a damn whether you like me or hate me, but know this, I am the Master of Violence, so you better damn well respect me!
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The crowd start to boo a little louder.
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Trash: So here we are, the start of a new season. Last season was my first here in Wasteland, and maybe I didn't exactly set the world on fire with my first few matches. But I did win this belt, and I proved to the world that my win was no fluke by defending it at the PPV. As I said before, I've held titles everywhere I've wrestled, and WWF was gonna be no different, and it ain't. See this belt, well, this belt is gonna stay with me for a long time. Over the season break I wasn't out sittin' on my butt enjoyin' the time off. Oh hell no, I was hittin' the gym hard. Keepin' my mind and body at the top of the game, so after this season, I can't see any reason why I won't be walking out of here still being the Master Of Violence, and then, well, then you fans and all these other try-hard punks backstage will show me the respect I deserve.
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Trash turns to walk out of the ring when instead of his entrance music, the sounds of....
(To Be continued...)