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Chicago Makes Punk Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 5:45 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 5:51 pm
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"THEY DON'T WANT NONE.. " "Name: AJ Styles Height: 5'10 Weight" 220 lbs From: Gainesville, Georgia"
The mysterious music started to play as it hit the PA system and was heard all around the arena. The crowd looked onto the stage, to see someone walk out. They knew who it was, but couldn't quite see his face completely. AJ Styles walked through the curtain and then got on his knees as he looked down. Half his face was covered by his hair coming down to his face, and the other half was dark due to the shadow of AJ's hoodie that he had on at the same time. His music started to continue as everyone was waiting. It was dark on the stage, as suddenly, pyro had then exploded in the back. The light suddenly shined on AJ, as his theme song exploded as AJ then got up and stood on his feet. He spread out his arms, as he then threw off his hood looking around the arena as the crowd started to make some noise and cheer for AJ Styles. He then threw up his hand signal as he then combined his hands together to show and complete the logo that was implanted on his gloves. He then threw his hands down and then made gun fingers towards the ring, looking more ready than ever. He put his arms down and looked around the arena once again and then started to walk off the stage and down the ramp. The camera focused on the look of determination on AJ's eyes, as it really showed him focused. The announcer then stood up and then started to introduce AJ to the ring. "Please welcome to the ring, A...J...STTTYYYLES!" Continuing to walk down the ramp, he never stopped his expression on his face, which looked serious here tonight. He then started to raise his arms up while walking down the ramp, then raising up his hands to make and show the logo on his gloves. He put his hands down and continued walking down the ramp still. He eventually reached the end of the ramp while looking around the arena, and knew he was being watched around the world. AJ Styles then made a front approach to the ring, and then grabbed the top rope, and then springboarded over the top rope and then landed himself in the ring. Styles walked to the middle of the ring and started into the camera, and then suddenly spread out his arms and then had one finger out for each hand. He started to walk to a near corner and then spreading his arms once again, taunting the crowd. He then jumped down, and started to reach out his hand through the second rope demanding a microphone. He started to walk to the middle of the ring.
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 6:13 pm
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AJ Styles was standing in the ring as the crowd started to chant for him. "AJ STYLES!...AJ STYLES!..." AJ Styles smiled as he looked around the arena, but then quickly got into a serious state as he knew this time, it was gonna be serious this time. He looked lifted up the microphone, and then started to speak as the crowd started to simmer down to hear what AJ Styles had to say. "Well folks, it's finally settled. Isn't it? The Phenomenal AJ Styles.. versus The Beast..Brock Lesnar." The crowd would boo, reacting to Brock Lesnar's name. "Now I know what most of you people are thinkin'. How can anybody like ME, someone who belongs in a small cruiserweight division, gonna beat someone as monstrous as Brock Lesnar? But there's no easy answer for that. There's no simple answer for that and I'm going to have to elaborate here tonight. But then again at the same time, I'm going to let my wrestling, do the talking folks. Because that's what I've been for almost twenty years! TWENTY YEARS! I've been walking up ramps just like the one I walked down tonight, and I've been wrestling in rings just like the one I'm in here tonight. And what Brock doesn't have, is something that I will always have. And that's the special ability to conquer anybody in this ring. I mean, let's look back a bit. He couldn't even beat someone like Seth Rollins for the World Championship! And that's what I hope to get out of this folks. Brock Lesnar is the brick wall that I have to break through to get to what I want. I HAVE, to beat Brock Lesnar to symbolize myself as one of the BEST, in this company. I have to beat Brock Lesnar to prove that I'm worthy of being a champion. I have to beat Brock Lesnar to prove that I can carry this company on my shoulders, and am I gonna get myself kicked around in that ring at Summerslam? You're damn RIGHT. But by the end of that match, you're gonna see me on top of Brock Lesnar. Pinning him, making him tap out, it doesn't matter. Because I AM going to beat Brock Lesnar. I AM going to conquer Brock Lesnar. And it's not just because I said so, but it's because I AM THE PHENOMENAL ONE, AJ STYLES! And Brock Lesnar, at Summerslam is going to learn why they call me that. And if he doesn't realize it yet, I'll beat it into his head that I AM better than him. " AJ Styles would drop the microphone and raise his arms, as his theme song started to play. He started to taunt, and then would leave the ring, unless someone came out to interrupt AJ.
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 6:55 pm
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With AJ Styles finally done rambling on, clapping began to be heard by the crowd as viewers and cameras shifted to the main stage. "AJ. AJ. AJ." the voice becomes more clear as the advocate for the Beast makes his entrance. "Last week you made a BIG mistake. You poked the bear last week when you put your hands on my client. I get it. These people get it. You're AJ Styles. You're the Phenomenal One. As your entrance music says, when people step into the ring with you, they don't want none. Well AJ, Brock Lesnar is not they. And he doesn't care that you've wrestled all over the world for twenty years." Paul Heyman says pacing on the main stage. "But I do. Here's the thing AJ, you are everything you say you are. Your reputation alone confirms that. But allow me to assure you that my Beast is better. And Sure, if we're digging bones from closets, Brock did come up short against Seth Rollins for the TNW:R Championship...And that's what makes him more vicious than ever before. A loss like that is a blemish to the likes of a God such as my client. In Greek mythology, you'd never hear of Loki beating Zeus. Because if he ever did then Zeus would become unhinged, desperate, to rebuild his reputation and show that one loss means nothing." Heyman lowers his microphone looking at the crowd then re-raises it again to continue on. "And that is exactly what you now have on your hands, Mr. Styles. Last week, you put your hands on Brock Lesnar. And because of that the God of Retribution won't let you off so easy. So, if I was you, AJ...I'd put down that microphone. Get on my knees and beg for mercy. Because AJ if you don't—I promise you that come Summerslam these sheep won't be chanting "AJ STYLES", they'll be chanting "PRAY. FOR. STYLES." Paul lets a smirk feel his face as he looks around at the sheep and AJ who's in the ring.
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 7:13 pm
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AJ Styles would look up on the stage, and then have a confused look on his face. He looked at Paul Heyman, but then smiled and chuckled a bit. He slowly picked up the microphone and then started to laugh again. He raised the microphone up to his lip. "You?...haha...You want me? To apologize? You want me to beg for mercy? That's really funny Paul! All of what you just said, was funny. You wanna come out here and tell me that I'm facing a God? You wanna come out here and tell me to, beg for mercy? That's real cute Paul. For anything, you should be begging for mercy, because you're lucky I don't come down there right now and beat you right here, right now!" The crowd would cheer. They obviously wanted AJ Styles to get his hands on Paul Heyman, since there was no sight of Brock Lesnar anywhere. "You can tell your little client, Paul, that he ain't gettin' no apology, and he shouldn't be expecting to come into that ring at Summerslam as a god. Because this isn't fairytales and myths, Paul! This is the world of professional wrestling, and professional wrestling, is what I do best, better than anybody in this damn company!...But other than wrestling, I'm pretty good beating the crap out of people." AJ Styles would drop the microphone like how Paul wanted, but instead he got out of the ring and started to head up the stage towards Paul Heyman.
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 7:15 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 7:18 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 7:34 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 7:37 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 7:43 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 7:46 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 7:51 pm
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