Main event - Iron man - Universe Champ

[AJ]

60 Minuet IRON MAN Match for the IWS Universe Championship
Dorian Blake vs. Paroxysm
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MAX rps = 3 per person

[Blake Archer "The Dorian Blake]

Take a step inside my mind. This is what all the greats talked about, this is what it is like to be the man. Growing up I feared this, and than that turned to anger and before long you know how the saying goes. That anger manifested itself into hate.

Rather it was an accident or not Mary Jane got hurt because I sent her to do a job I should have done myself. I brought her into a world I am not sure she is ready for. I am the one that took her away from raising our daughter. Those days seem so far away now, my thoughts hardly ever go to little Temperance anymore. All I think about is my next title defense and how to build a better foundation for my legacy. I push and push for my kids to follow in my footsteps. Rather they like it or not I know they will because they are a part of me they are an Archer like me deep down, they know their father is THE Blake.
I look at the titles on my lap as they reflect the man back at me. I talk about this a lot. Has it sunk in yet? Here I am the man I hated growing up, here I am the murder, and here I am the oppressor. I am the one that put myself in that mask. Why do I hate the man that set me free? Why do I hate now that I am able to seek and destroy without hardly any conscious at all?
Because you don't... you love it! Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!

"I get sixty minuets alone with Paroxysm. I would have liked to take this title from you that way, instead this is my lure. You are the fish that I want on the wall Paroxysm. When I press a button you do a song and dance. What's it like to be the man behind those blue eyes? You have taken time to step into my mask, but I have yet to step into yours. People think we are taking this too far ... are we?"

I get up my body is wet from being out of the shower and my lower body is covered with a towel. I place both my titles over my shoulders and think of how naked my midsection feels. Paroxysm keeps to his circle but I know his heart beats for something. I know his adrenaline surges whenever the thoughts cross his mine. I hold up the Universe title and kiss the cold metal. God how I love you! Master of the Universe, Dorian Blake! The King of Extinction and ruler of IWS! What army do I intend to lead? Legendary in case nobody has noticed Josie is by far a great General and her and Mary Jane showed great promise in their matches. Stuff even I could not bring out of MJ I seen Josie bring out of her. That is amazing! Of course the thought of gaining tag team gold over DoPe has my hairs on end, but that is only a warm up for walking into this Ironman match. This match that I personally requested.

"I still have goals to reach and records to break. I have glass ceilings to shatter and I have bones to break. I scratched and I clawed to get here. I defeated Mistress Pain to keep this eXtinction title at the last Injection and I am going to beat you several times before this final bell rings at the Holiday Blitz Classic. Fox River wants it's own traditions, so I think I should get things started off with a bang. Who is there around here to challenge me? Who is better than Legendary? Mistress Pain said that the eXtinction championship was more prestigious after she set that record. Both of these titles are immensely more prestigious now that I am holding them. If Raven would have won, or you than these titles would be worthless, if Mistress Pain would have won them they;d have dropped like a stone in the water, but at least they would have been buried treasure, not trash. I have saved both the eXtinction and Universe Championships! I have become the most important guy on the IWS roster, everyone will fall to our Legendary might and most importantly I want the former Universe Champion to pay very close attention to this. This era will be etched in time with me clearly marked as the Man that ran it. This will be the time that people look back on and say this company really did things. It will be because of me that IWS will flourish. The idiots that boo me because they are too ignorant to understand will turn to cheers for a forgotten hero. Everyone thinks that their heroes are saints well I am living proof that sometimes people prefer to worship the Devil over God. No matter what anyone thinks Paro this is yours and mine's war and I plan to make this our final battle. Get your affairs in order, and say your goodbyes. First I took your championship and now I am going to take away your existence."

I hold my titles snugly not even remembering that I have just a towel on as I talk to this creepy man in the showers with a camera. Huh... never really realized he was just hanging out in here before. I wonder if this footage will even go to Paroxysm?
Whatever I guess I will just have him shut it down before changing or they'd really get a show. I have seemed like things have hit deep and now am stating some big words. I can handle it though I want him to try and kill us, I want him angry, I want him to hate me as much as I hate him every time I see my own face. I want everything to be within his grasp just so I can knock it away like a blocked lay up. People like to think that Paroxysm has my number and that I can't beat him one on one. These titles are all the proof I need that I am better than him. I made a promise to Josie and to myself and all that matters is getting the job done. I don't care about the people I care about my legend. Once Paroxysm is out of the picture there will be absolutely nobody to stop me. I busted him up real bad before and he got some shots in, but him and i both know he barely survived and I plan to correct my mistake.

[Blake Archer "The Dorian Blake]

Adding more girls to look after - Part One

We are keeping with things here. You remember me right Paroxysm? I am not sure if I have ever told you my name but believe me when I say you will get to know me better man.

Being Thankful

The girls stopped by to visit us today Dorian. Mary Jane says. I feel horrible looking at her in that sling. I am so messed up right now off the meds the nurse gave me I can't even remember how Maddow did it to her anymore. Just the crying, the screaming. HOW DARE HE!

That was nice of them. I say to get my thoughts off it as I resist the urge to crush something. Punch myself in the face, anything that can be destructive.

Sweetheart why are you so depressed? I hate sometimes that she knows me so well.

Please don't worry about it Mary Jane, I am the reason you are hurt. What good am I to these championships if I can not protect my number one prize. You remember what happened the last time someone encroached in my territory?

Yes ... She drifted off I heard it in her voice. I almost killed Alejandro because he was stalking her after their break up. She begged me to leave it alone and so I have, but I will never forget. My hand brushes my scruffy face, it feels dirty and I feel the same in my head. Mary Jane grabs my hand and I kiss her on the cheek.

I am just going to go to the yard and look at the cage for Josie and mine's match. I love you. I leave it there to walk in the place. We are watched vigorously. {{There he is.}} The guard whisper and straighten up to look tougher. They have tranquilizer guns and elephant tazers at the ready. I tighten the grip on my titles that I carry on my shoulders.

"You know is this our finally battle? I don't just want to beat you once, I want to beat you again and again and again and again. If I have to put every title on the line, and if there are no titles on the line. I have discovered something now that I can truly see. I have found that this is what is meant to be, it is meant to be Paroxysm versus Dorian Blake. This is the stuff that will surpass the human race when all that is left is their history and relics. I can see the biggest of pictures can you not see it?"

I am now at the doors and the guard looks at me. He chews his gum and seems annoyed because I interrupted a nap he was taking. "You want in the yard?"

I nod my head up and down, he hits a button and there is a buzz that opens the doors. I steps outside into the cold winter air. There is no snow yet, but it has gotten close a few times. They are setting up a structure to hold up the cage that will be lowered around Josie, myself and Dope when the world tag team titles are on the line. That is a story for than. Right now I want to focus on Daddy, that's right. So I have the Universe title and I have successfully defended against Mistress Pain in her rematch she was promised. What else does management really have to throw at me but you. Someone that is unbreakable and yet you and I both know that you are already broken. My ribs hurt and I still have a healing cut from the fight with Mistress Pain. She really likes to dig it in and I am salivating at the thought of what she will do to Raven Trueblood with her career on the line.

"This is our home now, how are you settling in? I got to see my girls today and they wanted to know will we get to see you for Thanksgiving Daddy, no my loves. How about for Christmas? Afraid not love. My birthday, again I am sorry. I am devoted to ruling this place and my children are part of that dynasty that I am building. In 50 years or a hundred years will people remember Paroxysm as a great wrestling dynasty? Or will they remember him as a man that The ferryman of the Blake Dynasty demolished as he cemented his legacy? I still figure that I am the Archer, I take something and put it in my sights. I aim for it and I make sure that my shot really matters, if it takes several shots than so be it so long as in the end I have what I started out wanting. I am not worried about rather I win or lose because I know I can beat you now Paroxysm. The thing that has my blood pumping is can you survive? Not with the help of your friends but on your own? You and me for sixty minuets, that is how I want it. I will take all of you down one by one."

I find the bleachers that are in the yard and sit on them watching the crew finish their job. There is a van that is pulling in with new "inmates" but I ignore it. The metal on the titles is soaking up the cold as my fingers are pressed to it. People wonder why we crave these so much? Because for me this is proof that I have not wasted my life. I wonder what it means to my nemesis? I feel overwhelmed because of how good this all feels, almost to the point of being numb.

"Just one Sagittarius bow. That is what it took for me to snap. People asked and asked and now this lucky camera guy right here gets ti hear the tale. I watched Tokien my bad I mean Rabbit win that number one contender's match with my move. MY MOVE. Could you believe it, he always was saying on podcast and shit about how Blake Archer was his hero growing up and about how it made him believe in himself to watch me grow up on his wrestling program. Well I am grown up and Blake Archer is by far no hero, that is why I had to start by killing him. Rabbit just wouldn't leave it alone he wanted his hero back, he tried to convince Josie to help him, but she is smarter than that. Now Paro I wonder if you know what I think about since you have taken my mask. That's Blake Archer, I hear people say. Look at him he is not so sexy anymore, well than again some women still swoon but my wife hates that. People think I killed Sprit Fire and Maxine Hunter and maybe I did and maybe I didn't. That's what Josie likes to tell people so I am gonna try that out. The only person I can have the pleasure of taking credit for is your buddy Paroxysm. Just like Riot couldn't protect his brother you couldn't protect a friend of yours. The walls that kept my statistic streak concealed are broken down, this is what you wanted right? This is why you took my face from me yes? I want yours now, but not that stitched up fabric. I want the flesh and muscle attached to your bone. Nobody and I mean NOBODY is going to fuck with me like you tried, and you will be the shinning example of that. You want this Universe Title, well come and get it. I dare you too, because I want to hurt you so bad that I can taste it. She isn't going anywhere, except maybe to your funeral. I am thankful that I am the Bad guy, that I am the Man everyone is fighting. Because I am that I get to be the end of you."

He chuckles to himself creeping out the workers a little as the scene fades.

[Paroxysm]

     Aidan walked through the cell door & the little motion detector ding went off & the random homeless black man who'd been wandering the streets from town to town to town & had taken the Amtrak to Joliet and had walked up 171 to get to Fox River all this because he had heard the buzz from everyone who saw the MaddCa$h Hallowicked promo & decided that he just had to see what that buzz was for himself for he was a man who loved a good buzz & Aidan was flattered & happy because Aidan is easily amused & he enjoyed flattery almost as much as he enjoyed debauchery & our new cell mate enjoyed boozing (which certainly helped his standing in Aidan's esteemed estimation) & so our new friend (let's call him Carl since he's yet to provide a name that anyone actually believes so Imma just go with Carl cuz I was just thinking about some Carls Jrs and not because I was just thinking about a hot carl [tho the thought has just entered my mind since I made that comment {but I'm not going to mentally expand on that anymore than that little blip, because - yuck, but if that's what you're into, that's cool - you do you}]) so when Aidan enters the room and the ding goes off Carl sez "ding dong" like he's some goddamn drunken parrot "ding dong - in & out - ahahaha" I'm not sure what about that is so funny but by now his madness has infected me & so I laugh & Aidan laughs because Aidan laughs at everything & Mark laughs & at this point I've forgotten where I was going with this sentence when I started it however many words ago and countless random bits of punctuation marks ago so Imma just bring the attention back onto Aidan Ca$h who's holding his old casio flip phone in one hand & a cucumber sandwich in the other & he takes a big ol' bite (after he finishes laughing with me & Mark & hot Carl) (he's wearing his new Chomp Chomp Chomp shirt and is sure to exaggerate each chomp) & he focuses intently on his little phone and it's silly little screen and he pounds away at the keys with a feverish pace twisting & turning his body contorting this way & that way before he finally bellows out "GOD DAMNIT!" & chucks the phone into the bed & upends the potted plant he picked up some time ago (he bought this because we were talking and I said "Aidan, I shore do think we could use some greenery in our lives" & he agreed and went out searching to quench that thirst & when he came back with this ficus [which is a delightful addition to the room, don't get me wrong] I was quite disappointed & he could see that and axed "Yo Peazy, what's the matter, bruh?" and I said "Yo Aidz, I meant weeeeeeeeed, ganja, mary jane, mar eh JU wanna smoke some of that dank dank?" "Oh hamburgers" is what Aidan replied and he scurried out the door as fast as he could to write the rong and so just like that he set down the plant (right where it just was, before he upended it) and rushed out to procure some of the most pure purple sweet sticky icky dro you ain't ever did see or smell or inhaled and the three of us (Mark too) carved up an apple bowl and & blasted off together into the stratosphere & my earlier disappointment quickly dissipated) and the plant & the pot it was in splattered and shattered (respectively) all over the floor and the wall & dirt went here there and everywhere (and four weeks and seven hours later I'd still find some in my second pair of boots) & Aidan threw himself down onto his bunk with the same melodramatic flair of a 15 year old drama queen who just found out that her 18 year old boyfriend cheated on her with some college slut & Aidan slammed his fists down repeatedly on the mattress and we all watched the spectacle until Aidan finally lost the will to fight and submitted to the beds indefatigable spirit.
     "Aidz, what's wrong buddy?" I inquired.
     "Nothing... it's NOTHING! You.. you wouldn't understand! NO ONE understands!"
     Mark & I look at each other trying to figure out what was up. And, more importantly, which one of us was going to be the one to console Aidan this time. Hot Carl didn't look over at us. I'm pretty sure that Carl is blind. FACT: He has yet to remove his sunglasses. FACT: He's been here for over 8 days now. FACT: He's black and can play the piano. FACT: There have been a few times where his head has followed my movements - even when I wasn't making a single goddamned sound - which, if he is blind, is remarkable. FACT: It's also creepy as fuck since one of the the times I was getting out of the shower and in the process of changing. FACT: Truthfully I think I've just convinced myself that he was following me and it was actually my paranoia that was causing the issue. FACT: Oh, yeah, but then he was also making some odd grunting sounds - the kind a bull moose makes when mating - and had one of his hands down his pants so it's entirely possible that he has the same head movements when he masturbates that Stevie Wonder has when he plays the piano. FACT: Wait, if he was masturbating at the same time I was changing, that could mean that... FACT: Five nights ago I awoke in the middle of the night to see Carl hovering over me and breathing heavily. He played it off like he was sleep walking and pretended that he was blind and didn't know any better. FICTION: All of this. FACT: That last statement was a lie. FACT: He doesn't actually shower, he just pours Axe body spray all over himself. FACT: That Axe body spray is 6 years old. FACT: Blind people have heightened senses of smell and/or hearing and/or touch (if you don't believe me, just go read a comic or watch a movie that's based on a comic, dumbass) and there is no way that anyone with a heightened sense of smell could willingly subject themselves to that much (expired) Axe body spray. HYPOTHESIS: Carl isn't actually blind but he does leave a bit of mystery as to whether or not he's actually blind so he can get away with some really fucked up shit. FACT: That's fucking creepy. QUESTION: How do I test this hypothesis? HYPOTHESIS TEST 1: I could strip down naked and helicopter my penis in front of him to see how he reacts. POTENTIAL PROBLEM WITH TEST 1: What if it's really cold and it isn't so much of a helicopter as a a very small drill? POTENTIAL PROBLEM 2 WITH TEST 1: What if he knows that the test is coming (not cumming) and doesn't react in the moment, but then wakes me up AGAIN by hovering over me and breathing on me again. QUESTION: I wonder if Mark or Aidan have been woken up in the middle of the night by Carl hovering over them and breathing heavily NOTE TO SELF: I should start a group text about this phenomena. HYPOTHESIS TEST 2: Force him to stare at a solar eclipse through a telescope. FACT: If he wasn't blind before, he will be now. POTENTIAL PROBLEM WITH TEST 2: If my calculations are correct, we won't have another solar eclipse for another 8 or 9 months, and I don't think I can handle not knowing whether or not Carl is blind for another 8 or 9 months. FACT: Truthfully, I don't think I can handle having Carl around for another 8 or 9 DAYS let alone months. FACT: I was wrong, my calculations were US-centric, there will actually be a solar eclipse visible from the eastern coast of South America on 2/26/17. FACT: That's the same day that Pentagon DARK turns 32. FACT: That's still nearly 3 months away. CONJECTURE: I wonder if staring at the sun through a telescope would as turn him blind? FACT: The weather here sucks, there's a good chance that Joliet doesn't see full sunshine for another 3 weeks. WHINY QUESTION: Why the fuck did we leave the desert right in time for winter? Couldn't we have just waited a few more months? FACT: I can't stand the taste of cranberries. They're awful. I started eating them because I thought: hey, if you're gonna drink so much booze and coffee and smoke pot and eat acid and munch mushrooms and snort adderall you should also do whatever you can to offset that damage to the functions of your internal organs. That way I should be able to live longer, and therefore, I'll be able to do more drugs. And so I does some research and some reading and all the reading sez Eat Cranberries (but not Dolores O'Riordan. I mean, she doesn't really do it for me, but I'd probably prefer to eat her than actual cranberries. 20 years ago when she had that short platinum blond hairdo? Yeah, totes would. 15 years ago with the burnt orange bob? Yup yup. But now that she's got the whole suburban mom thing going on? Nah, I'll let Maddow have her, that's more his speed) and so I sez Okay, I'll eat some of them cranberry things. So I amble over to the store and pick up a bag of cranberries. I come back, wash em off, toss a handful into my mouth, and GODDAMNIT THIS IS THE MOST TART CHALKIEST AWFUL THING EVER! I knew they were going to be bad but I didn't realize they were going to be so damned dreadful. You know who I feel bad for? Whoever drew the short straw and had to try cranberries in ancient cultures. You look at them and think, oh look, it's a berry. I like berries. I've had many great berries before. Strawberries, blue berries, black berries, member berries, huckleberries, many great, wonderful berries. They're tremendous, they really are. I know great berries, and those are some of the greatest. Cranberries on the other hand, are the worstest. They're the drug smuggling, rapists, job stealers of the berry world. I can't wait till we build a wall to keep cranberries out. #MBGA #MakeBerriesGreatAhgayn!
     And so, Mark and I play a game of rock paper scissors and Mark plays kite (not kike [if I meant kike, I woulda wrote it (((kike)))]) and I play electrical lines, and everyone knows that electrical lines trump (and not Trump [if I meant Trump, I woulda wrote batshit insane narcissist who's personal motivations and intersts shift like a fart in the wind]) kite and so I won and elected to receive the kick in the second half and Mark chose to have the wind at his back in the fourth quarter, so we swapped sides, shook hands and I took a seat in Mark's bunk to watch him try his best as Carl started to moan like a bull moose.
     "Hey yo, Aidz, teammate, the Batman to my Robin Hood, what's eatin at ya, bro?" sez Mark
     "It's just not fair!"
     "What's not fair, big guy?"
     "IT!"
     "Oh, yeah, I know what you mean buddy. Once, back when I was 12 and I lived over seas in Istanbul with my family, rebel miliants burst into our house, held us hostage at gun point, and tied us up to chairs with chicken wire. They wanted a million lira, which back then was like a hundred grand American. In todays monies, that would like two hundred grand. Pocket change to my old man. And my dad, that crazy bastard, says no thank you sir and then spits in the leaders' face and tells him to fuck off in Turkish. The leader didn't think that was very funny, so he pistol whipped my old man and demanded again for the money. My pops said fuck you again and ripped off one of the most lethal awful rancid smelling farts ever. My old man has long had some weird gastrointestinal problems that manifest various ways. Back then, he was has having issue going number two - he couldn't poo right. He'd tried everything. Ex-lax, gas-x, space-x, ducolax, bisacodyl, you name it. Well, this time, he was taking some macrogol, he'd just started it a few days prior. The constipation issues had largely disappeared but they'd been replaced with some awful, truly horrendous bouts of gas. I shit you not, that fart he ripped caused two of the intruders to pass out and a third one threw up all over himself. Even some of the paint on the walls started to peel off. The family? We were fine. You see, over the years of my dads bad gas, me, my moms, and my sis Bridget had all developed a modified breathing system to help us cope with the smell. We struggled, but we made it through without fainting or vomiting. It was awful," Mark sez as he drifts off into thought membering about that time.
     "Yeah but what's so unfair about that?" Aidan demands petulantly.
     "About that part? Nothing really. But because the gas was so rancid, the leader said fuck it and broke my old mans nose. He gave my dad another chance to pay up. When may dad said no, the rebels, all 7 of them, took turns sodomizing my sister while the rest of us watched in tears. Well, except my old man. That crazy fuck didn't shed a single tear, instead, he laughed through the whole process. Bridget wasn't ever the same after that. Never did think the way my pops treated her was all that fair. In the end his gas ended up forcing them into submission and they ran off instead of bothering to deal with us anymore."
     "No wonder her ass was so loose when I fucked her last year!" Aidan ejaculated.
     "You son of a bitch. You didn't do that... did you?" Mark replied.
     "If I ever said I fucked yo bitch, you know I mean it." Before Aidan could even finish the punch line, Mark's fist made a bee line for his nose. That's right Mark punched Aidan right in the schnozz. I leaped up to separate the two.
     FACT: Now that I think back about it, right when Mark punched Aidan, Carl let out a bull moose grunt that shook the bunks. We were all kinda distracted with the fight, but yeah, that happened.
     FACT: It took some effort, but I managed to pull Maddow of Aidan Ca$h. I couldn't do it on my own, I had to have some help from buddy Jack Daniels and his partner Jimmy Beam. When things finally cooled down, and two joints were smokethed to the core, it was then and only then that we were able to return to normal conversation.
     "So wait... wait. Is he? Is he still in here?" I half whispered half yelled.
     "Is WHO in here?" Aidan replied.
     "Horton." Mark chimed in.
     "I hear him!" Aidan said.
     "No, Carl. Is Carl the bull moose still here?"
     "Peazy who the fuck is Carl?" Aidan asked.
     "You know... Carl?"
     "No, I don't know." Fuck, that was a conversation you and I had, not with Aidan and Mark. How to explain to them who Carl is, without Carl knowing that I'm talking about him, just in case he's still in here.
     "AXE." I whisper shout.
     "Axe me what?" Aidan Ca$h replies.
     "Axe man."
     FACT: Moose calves weigh roughly 30 pounds. FACT: Moose weigh aboot 1800 pounds. FACT: Moose are great swimmers. Which is pretty amazing since some are black. FACT: Moose can run up to 35 MPH over short distances and can trot at 20 MPH. FICTION: The plural for Moose is Meese. FACT: Moose are very redundant. FACT: Moose repeat themselves a lot. FACT: Alces alces is Latin for Moose. FACT: My eyes are super dry from this super dank weed. I try to formulate sentences, or words, or even syllables, but the cotton mouth is too strong. FACT: Before I can fully explain who Carl is, Carl shows up, but he's not hovering over me this time. No, this time he's at a reasonable distance. He's holding an open umbrella.
     "Best be careful in this rain - ahahahahah" Carl sez. MaddCa$h and I look at each other and all bust up laughing at the same time.
     "Yass yass!"
     "You boys know what they say, doncha?"
     "That I'm the Apex Pervert?" Aidan offered up.
     "Don't mess with Texas?" I chimed in after re-teaching myself how to speak.
     "Es lo que es?" Mark sez.
     "Yes boys, they say that, and more - ahahahahahaha!"

[Blake Archer "The Dorian Blake]

Because that is when pilgrims travel... See ... The Bible.

What?

Huh I felt the need to answer. So ... tell me what's up buddy we haven't talked for awhile.

Just go away Blake there is big boy stuff I need to take care of.

Touchy... I was just trying ot have some fun with you because I don't like feeling so uptight. It's not easy being stuck inside your head 24 - 7 you know.

Sorry... there are just a lot of facts being thrown at me and I am not sure what is going on. All I know is what I have to do, what I get 60 whole minuets to accomplish and than... time is up.

What are we trying to prove?

... that nobody messes with us Blake.... NOBODY!

Here I am outside, because this is where I can be controlled by the snipers I think. I agreed to do this because its more like a champion. I have to be the image, the face of IWS even if a villain or a lone wolf or ugly or whatever. Morning shows wanted Paroxysm and they got him so now they will want Blake. Now this is another outlet where I have to be better than my nemesis. Does he like taunting me I wonder? Does he understand how much he gets under my skin?

Ashlee Marie the premiere interviewer for IWS is standing near the entrance to Fox River near the production van. Standing behind her in is Dorian Blake with two championship titles and his injured wife behind him, Josie Pleasure next to Mary Jane and Shane standing next to Josie. Legendary all know they are not permitted to lay a finger or assault in any fashion the media staff since they could get outsiders that sneak in and this is a legal security.


Ashlee Marie: "Hello I am Ashlee Marie ladies and gentleman, your number ONE broadcaster for the latest in IWS news. I have been asked here today to interview the Universe and eXtinction champion Dorian Blake. Here he is next to his entourage of Legendary teammates."

She walks over to them and her camera guy follows being sure to get a close up of every member. Blake and Shane both seem like very ego driven guys from the way they stand.

Ashlee Marie: "The two most popular of the group have to be the founders Shane Trudex and Dorian Blake. Both of them have traveled a long road in their careers before reaching this pinnacle. Blake is at the height of his career while Shane is trying to shut up critics of his. Josie has been keeping herself relevant and even proven what a great ring general she is by leading herself and Mary Jane to tag team title contention. Many might say they are taking up space, but Legendary has all the opportunities and all the credentials. Mister Blake, it has just recently came to light due to an audit that you are the first ever Grand Slam winner. I must ask you how does that feel?"

She holds the mic up for him to speak, Blake brushes his hair out of his face and looks angrily into the camera.

Dorian Blake: "Does it matter how it feels? How should it feel to be right? I am not surprised but I do feel satisfied in proving everyone that said I couldn't wrong. I had to stop my training in order to come over here and do this interview, what is my opponent out there doing? He is spending quality time with his mates before The King of IWS puts him in the ground where idiots like him belong. The reason why our society is weak is people like Paroxysm. Look what his friend did to my wife!"

The camera guy focuses on Mary Jane who is in her sling from dislocating her arm in her and Josie's match against MaddCash. The doctor is saying she will be out of action for a few months at the least and she is embarrassed about it from the way she looks. Blake snaps his fingers to draw the attention back to him.

Dorian Blake: "Right here. I understand it is a match, but the fact is that he did it and now all of them are going to pay."

Ashlee Marie: "The Ironman match between yourself and Paroxysm is set for a sixty minuet time limit, the most famous ironman match in IWS was the first ever Universe Title match. It was a triple threat match which involved Shane, and Dax Clark and who we all thought was AJ Riot."

Shane and Blake both chuckle about this a bit of nostalgia hitting them from their glory days. Now they are a lot more mature in the sense they are focused on what their goals are.

Dorian Blake: "It wasn't AJ though was it Ashlee? No it was me wearing that dumbass costume that Riot is so proud of. Shane walked out that night as the champion because we had a plan. Now here I am as the champion and it would take someone a lot smarter and a lot tougher than Paroxysm to take it away from me."

Ashlee Marie: "Do you feel like he is not even a challenge?"

Dorian Blake: "I put up my title because that is what he wanted was his rematch. I want his career, I want his joy, and I want his life. If putting my title on the like to make sure I get my chance to take those things from him... than so be it. The Universe title is not going anywhere."

Ashlee Marie: "What about with the fact you are double booked, not only will you be in this main event, but you and Josie Pleasure will be competing against for the World Tag Team championship against DoPe. Do you have a plan for making it through the tag match to save yourself for the main event?"

He shakes his head and his hair falls in front of his face. Blake starts to drift off into his own mind because this lady is annoying him with her stupid questions.

Why would I tell you the plan?

Don't get mad ... just breath.

Mary Jane: "Of course he has a plan, but we are not going to tell you what it is. Even without the rest of us my husband is the best."

He smiles back at his wife because she took the focus away from him so he can think. She is amazing she really is even though she is hurt and he has to tag her place she is here for him. MJ puts her hand inside of his and than Shane speaks up.

Shane Trudex: "Ashlee people should know by know that Legendary are hunters and winners. Now if you don't mind we have a limited amount of time before the Holiday Blitz Classic."

He huddles his team and Blake nods in approval of his words of exit. Josie mumbles that she didn't like how Ashlee was eyeballing Shane and he chuckles it away as the focus goes to Ashlee.

Ashlee Marie: "Well it would appear that Legendary think they have things all lined up for this upcoming event. This will be the first ever Holiday Blitz Classic held in IWS and the second Supershow at Fox River. Social media is on fire about the title matches most particularly the main event. I know I am excited folks, be sure to watch on IWS.Network. Bye."