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-[ B-Pac stands in a crowd of people outside of a club in North Myrtle Beach. Ocean Avenue is running wide open with travelers from near and far that have all come to enjoy the summer, the sun, the beach, the alcohol, the whatever. A group of out-of-place gothic freaks are standing in a circle about to light up a joint. (Take note that it is 100 degrees and they are wearing big baggy jeans, black long sleeve shirts, and long black hair... dumbasses) As they begin giggling like little 9 year old school girls at their new found level of coolness, B-Pac cuts his eyes to them and shakes his head. The kids wipe the smiles from their faces and walk away from the scene. B-Pac whispers something under his breath at his disappointment in today's youth. If they're not wearing make-up and hair dye, they're wearing Fubu and talking ebonics. Rain begins to pour down as the majority of the street crowd rush into the nearest shop or into their cars that are conveniently parked on the side of the street. B-Pac continues standing there alone... and begins to speak. ]-



B-Pac: " Hmmm... Some interesting statements there, Ichabod. Interesting indeed. However, you don't really expect me to take someone such as yourself very seriously do you? If you did, you're stupider than you look. What exactly are you not getting through your alcohol-filled brain? I think I am evil? No, f**k that. Evil isn't shit compared to me. I am neither good nor bad... I am me. What more can I be? What less can I be? I definately do not try to be something that I am not. Though if I was forced to choose, I would not take the side of evil... even more so because you'll be on that side. But now you say I am hiding in the shadows of Smoke Dawg because I agree with him that you are a bitch? Tell me, if you know, what happened to Smokey? Exactly right... you have no clue. Do I know? Maybe I do and maybe I don't. Am I in any way involved in his disappearance? Possibly but who knows? What I do know is that I don't have role models... and even if I did, I definately would not look up to such a disease infested snot rag like you. Don't flatter yourself. You are the main reason that I think evil is a joke. This sickness that you speak of is fiction... just something for those with no reason to live to continue on. Thinking that they are making themselves worthy of something by being involved in a fairy tale. It takes much more than that to be considered worthy. And as long as you're leading anything, it will be a failure. That is fair warning to yourself and those stupid enough to follow you. As you and those around you may have already noticed, I have a haunting effect to those whom I do not like or who cross me in any way. Don't believe me? Just ask Adam Lax... no no no just ask yourself... Haven't you been having some pretty tough nights lately? Dreaming things that puzzle your mind? Don't lie to me again because I know you have. "

" While I am on the subject of Adam Lax, let me take the time now to address something to him. Adam, I'm sure that you are itching and burning to rid yourself of those horrible nightmares and feelings that have overtaken you lately... and I have a proposition that may be able to do that. You see, the moment you ran in and stole my IC belt not too long ago, I planted in your mind a certain image... a fear if you may. The fact that you know I am constantly thinking of ways to remove you from this earth (even though I have already gotten my possession from you) is enough to drive a man insane. But I am offering you peace of mind... peace of mind that I am no longer out to get you. What is this offer? Well, the offer is this, Adam. You versus me... in the middle of an electrified RAGE cage... and if you win, you will have earned this nice shiny title that you are dying to get... but if I win, I keep your hopes and your dreams balled up in my hand and you'll never see another shot as long as I hold this title. But the choice is yours. If you want a shot at being free and owning this IC title once again, then name a time and place. But definately be prepared to be disappointed with yourself once again. "

-[ The rain then subsides and slowly but surely, the streets begin to fill up once again. B-Pac, trying to hold back his frusteration at the crowd of people that has cluttered him and gotten in his way, closes his eyes and sighs. As if systematic, the rain begins to trickle down once again before pouring down harder than before. B-Pac seems relieved and continues his speach. ]-

B-Pac: " Before anything else, though, the first matter at hand still remains Ichabod and Judas. Though I am beginning to think that Judas may not even show up for the match... I have a good feeling that Ichabod will. I can't say that I advise it, but he'll probably show up. You know, I look at you for five minutes, Ichabod, and already I feel as though I have hated you for years. You seem to really want to win King Karnage, Ichabod. Is that your main goal? I can't say that I share that goal with you. Winning King Karnage would be nice... but I would much rather inflict as much hurt and pain as possible to whoever my opponent may be. Being King Karnage would just be an added bonus. Do your priorities and dreams lie in material things? It is a sad case if that is so, Ichabod. I once heard an expression: "Nothing gold can stay". Whether it be a title around your waist, how good you are, how good things are, it doesn't matter. Think about that... and let me know what you get from it. "

-[ As soon as he speaks his last word, the rain stops and the sun comes back out. The people once again return to the street as B-Pac disappears in the middle of them. The scene fades... to...black. ]-







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