Ray Von Disappointment and Pillock Pillocks

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Randy Reaume walked to the ring plainly, without any theme or mic in his hand, and the crowd cheered him as he walked down the aisle.

I just came out here right now to address our championship tournament match tonight on Fusion. I've been deserving of a world championship since I beat Hass Johnson in WS, but I did that in the wrong ways in WS. I kissed ass and tried to beg for my rightful world title but this time that mistake will not be made. This time I'm going to pin Ray Von Vanity. Do you know why I'm not going to pin Phillip Phillips and instead pin Ray Von Vanity? It's because Ray is irrelevant in this situation and was just thrown into the world title picture without a second thought. You know what? I'm not even going to talk anymore, Phillip Phillips himself can do the talking for me.

(TBC: Phillip Phillips)

Phillip Phillips walked down the ramp as the crow cheered, though not nearly as much as they normally would have; at least, not as much as they had for Randy Reaume. He looked a bit discontented, but continued to walk down the ramp without any music, for he already began to speak about halfway down.

PHILLIP PHILLIPS
Oh, Randy. Randy, Randy, Randy. You just haven't learned, have you? I don't intend to anger you, and I don't quite understand why it's me you're targeting. But if you want to play dirty, then dirty you will get.

He began to enter the ring, and Randy slowly, cautiously backed away as Phillip continued.

PHILLIP PHILLIPS
See, my main goal here is to win this Friday. As much history as I have with you, I want to push that aside right now, and focus on the one thing I want more than anything: the AWO Championship.

The crowd cheered, partly due to the reference of AWO's most prized possession, and also due to the fact that two favorites, Randy and Phillip, were the ones competing for it.

PHILLIP PHILLIPS
Now, I don't know what Ray's intention is here, but obviously that doesn't matter to you. I have no problem with facing you for the title, but I could care less if you ended up being the one down for 3. I would be willing to face anyone on this whole roster, and it wouldn't mean jack shit to me who I was facing, as long as it was for the grand prize. Because remember this, Randy: nothing, and I mean nothing, will ever get between me and that belt. Are we clear?

By now he was "all up in his grill", practically touching noses with Randy Reaume. The crowd quickly silenced as the two stared eachother down intensely, making it clear that Ray Von Vanity would simply be a prop in the battle between the two longtime rivals. Fusion's theme began to start playing as the camera faded to black, fixed on the defining scene of the two.

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