RKMBs Forums .::Important::. RDCW Havok-Unleash the Beasts

Ben Harper's "Faded" plays over the Cheesedome speakers and the crowd erupts as Heavyweight Cheese Champion - Joe Mama - enters the ring area. He takes a moment to savor the crowd's reaction and then walks to the ring, pausing momentarily for pictures and high fives and photo ops with sign holders.

Monroe: The Champ is back, Marcum! Joe Mama has come home!

Marcum: Big deal! Do you know how much they supposedly had to pay him to come back? I heard he demanded that Grimm be fired...

Monroe: Judging by last week, I'd say that's a bit inaccurate, Marcum!

Joe Mama grabs a mic from Monroe and Marcum's announce table and enters the ring.

JM: Now THAT, laides and gentlemen, is how a CHAMPION makes an entrance!

The crowd cheers.

JM: Yes, I'm glad to be back, too. There's only so many times a person can dodge a still-unemployed MisterJLA's invitations to Strippers & Waffles before the excuses start running out. But don't tell him that the RDCW's back, okay? Next thing you know, he'll be begging to get signed and be mentioned in Rob's Blog, or something...

The crowd laughs. The cheers continue...

JM: Let's get down to business. Y'see, as much as I like standing here and basking in the cheers, I gotta be honest: I haven't done a damned thing recently to deserve 'em. And I wanna get started on re-earning the cheers and the glory.

Last week, I was sitting in my dressing room, kickin' back, watching what passes for matches in the early goings of the RDCW's rebirth, and I got to thinking: what happened? King Snarf's back? Sammitch and PenWing broke up and are slap-fighting? Oakleys and Murtazins and banditoshu...s?

The crowd chants, "Oh MY!!!"

JM: I was so distraught by the lack of real competition that I was ready to make an early exit, call JLA, and actually hang out with him at Strippers & Waffles in hopes of watching him try to pick up some tranny and the hilarity that would ensue. But then I saw some things that gave me reason to sit back down...

I saw the former Sudden Death Connection actually show some aggression that wasn't an act for the fans.

I saw that Charlie was back. It's nice to see the Pitbull hasn't lost his edge...even if he IS using my old gimmicks and wearing my old Bastardo suits.

I saw an old feud rekindled between the Pitbull and the Monkey.

I saw the resurrection of the Pig.

And I saw an old foe and a new faction. The West Side Rollers, or whatever they call themselves. I watched as they made Havok live up to its name. Granted, they don't have the numbers of the RwO. They don't have the veteran cockiness of the Triple Set. And they don't have the dominance of the Bastardo Family...

The crowd's cheers get louder at the mention of each classic faction. The mention of the Bastardos bring an enormous, though mixed, reaction...

JM: ...but I don't mind, in this case, using the word "yet". It damn near warmed my heart to see some new blood making their mark in this promotion. Until they decided to move against Grimm. You see, boys, Grimm and I have a history. We've been trying to destroy each other for a long time. And when you decided to pull that stunt at the end of last week, you overstepped your bounds. You tried to take something that doesn't belong to you. Beat Grimm in the ring, and I have nothing but respect for you. Give him an old-fashioned beatdown, and I applaud the effort. But to try and take him out for good? To try and end the Monster's career? That was arrogance, boys. You elevated yourselves to a level you have not earned. And that's why I involved myself in your business. And, on top of that, I got a good sense of what you are...you were weighed, you were measured, and you were found wanting. You're just another group of pups running around, needing to be whacked on the nose and paper-trained. That happens tonight.

Now, Grimm, I saw you earlier. Babbling about chains and blood and destruction...as you beat your meat. Don't think for a moment that last week was some kind of "shared moment" or "bonding experience". I haven't forgot what you and Nowhereman did to cost me my title. The memories of our Coffin Match is still fresh in my mind. When this business with the Bay City Rollers is concluded, we return to business as usual. You try to destroy me, and I damn sure end your career. But that's later. Tonight, you better bring your A-game. I am the RDCW Heavyweight Cheese Champion! I am the Gold Standard around these parts, and you better haul yourself up to MY level tonight!

West Side Rollers, be ready! You woke up the Monster of the RDCW, and TONIGHT he teams up with the ENFORCER! And we're coming to KICK! YOUR!! ASSES!!!

"Faded" plays as Joe Mama slams the mic onto the mat, takes a moment to glare at the camera as if it were his opponents, and then leave the ring.

Monroe: Strong words from the Champion, Marcum....

Marcum: He's a dead man! He's pissed off his opponents AND his partner! D'you think Grimm is actually going to let those comments lie? HAH!!! Joe Mama just signed his death certificate!