"Cemetary Gates" cues up as the CheeseDome goes dark and Grimm heads down to ringside. He steps into the ring, mic in hand. The crowd response is mixed, as though the fans are unsure what to think after recent events.
Grimm: Well, it seems as if the closer we get to RobbleMania, the rowdier it gets here in RDCW. And that's just the way I like it!
Because you see, as the Dark Days continue to grow and spread across the landscape of the RDCW, no one can remain unaffected. Despite what people such as the Sudden Death Connection, The Four, or Nowhereman may tell you on the surface, no one can come into close contact with the Dark Lords and remain unaffected.
PenWing, you got just a little taste of the darkness inside, and it sent you careening into madness. You tell these people what you want, but we know the truth. I've looked into your eyes.
Joe Mama, you tell your cronies whatever you feel like when you can manage to work up the testicular fortitude to step into this arena, but everyone can see you haven't been the same since clashing with me. The darkness lives inside you both and festers in your souls.
As for Nowhereman, I have to hand it to you. During our match at the Randy Rumble, it was if the clouds parted for one brief, shining, moment and we were transported back in time. It was if the old Nowhereman still existed: kicking ass and forgetting about the names.
Even I was stunned at the apparition that seemed to stand before me. And I'll give it to you, I didn't think you still had it in you. But for one night, you were the man again.
However, it seems that much like rumors of your love life, you just can't seem to keep it up for very long! The Nowhereman I used to know would never have lost the title to Spandex Monkey Man! A guy you used to annihilate on a nightly basis in ECW! You see, Nowhereman, the Darkness lives inside you a well. It rots away at you, and the thought of what I would do to you in this cage match tonight, was obviously too much for you to handle!
Next item of business on the list. . .the aforementioned Spandex Monkey Man! Now, Spamm, I've been most generous with you for the last month or so. I've tolerated this little MWO that you've built up around yourself. Hell, I even let you hold onto the title after you beat Nowhereman last week.
But enough is enough. The fun and games are over. I am demanding that you walk out here and surrender to me what is rightfully mine: The RDCW World Heavyweight Championship. You have until main event time, Spamm. I know you're in the back right now with your little friends, playing games. Well, this is your only warning. Give me MY belt, Spamm. Or suffer the consequences.
Abandon all hope.
Grimm slams the mic down in the middle of the ring as he walks out to the booes of the crowd.
