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| Name: "Main Event" Chris Davis | Career Record: 23-4-4 |
| Fed Name: UWF | Fed Record: 3-1-0 |
| Opponent(s): DOA | Current Title(s): UWF TV Title |
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| [[The scene fades into a close-up of a very pissed Chris Davis. He sits there...Face twisted into the face of death himself. His blond hair is tied back in a pony tail and he has black cargo pants. Also he has a black beater with white trim. As the camera zooms out to reveal the living room to Chris' house. On the TV it shows the ending of his match against Criss Angel. Angel gets the 123 and Chris turns the TV off. He looks as if he is about to snap.]]
"Main Event" Chris Davis: Why? Why can't I beat that son of a bitch!? I can take everyone else! I HAVE taken everyone else...But not him! Every fucking time, he beats me! WHY?! Why is it that no matter what I do I can't compare to Criss Angel?! I mean its not like he's better! Because I have proven I have more skill...Its just...just that he is a - [[Filled with a hated passion, Chris throws the remote through the TV screen. Sparks fly EVERYWHERE but they don't seem to effect Chris at all. He just sits there growing angrier and angrier. The camera zooms onto him again. Heavy breathing is heard from him.]] "Main Event" Chris Davis: Why is it that no matter what I do I can't do it!? I mean, Angel can't beat Diaz! Nobody can! But I atleast have a shot at it! But Angel? My god- But you know what? I am not one to revel in the past. I mean I lost...again....to ANGEL! MY GOD I HATE HIM! No! No Chris...You see people I have another match, for MY TV title. And its against that "monster" DOA. A guy who I must say is on a little streak of sorts. But I am sorry my friend because...well how should I put this without hurting your feelings? You suck! No no that wasn't right...Yeah DOA you suck! You are worthless. Why don't you just pack it up and go suck a dick? Because I am sure that sucking a dick will be worth more to you than getting your ass handed to you...BY THE MAIN EVENT! Chris Davis. Now...you may think DOA that just because I lost another match...to...to..ANGEL! [[Chris flips the coffee table over in a fit of rage. Fuming he pushes past the cameraman and walks out to the cold wet outdoors. he stands there on the street waiting for the cameraman to follow. As the cameraman makes his way into the rain Chris talks and walks away with the camera following.]] "Main Event" Chris Davis: Now DOA...I am going to tell you something that may come to a shock to you. You see my friend, I am Chris Davis. I am the ONLY ever TV Champion that really matters. And when it comes to fighting lumbering idiots like yourself...Well let's just say that NOBODY is better than me. You see, you may not notice but you are twice my size and weight and you know what else? I think people are leaning on picking you to win the match just because of that. I mean sure, you beat the shit out of Nightmare and hell that doesn't happen. *Cough* all too much right? *smirks* now, DOA, you may be 5000 pounds and you may be a 700 foot lizard who crushes buildings and - well you may be big...But I am Chris Davis. I am HUGE! Everything about me is. My ego, my arms...I mean look at these hands! *holds up hands to camera* I am HUGE! And well DOA, you are going to figure out just how big Chris Davis really is! IN everyway possible...Well except one, but you'll just have to ask your ol' lady the next morning and she'll tell ya punk! "Main Event" Chris Davis: Now, last time I checked my watch, I realized that this is my THIRD ever pay per view and right now my record stants at 1-1-0. Why is it 1-1-0? Well thats simple. The win is from Brutal Reality when I wiped the floor with both MASTER and Raziel Lucifer! And the loss...the loss...Is not important! Why? Because...it just isn't! ALRIGHT!? Good. But you see DOA, the one thing that isn't good. Are your chances of taking MY TV title. The Title that in the new UWF, hasn't been held by ANYONE else but Chris Davis. Oh yeah, remember when I got myself fired, I was the TV champ. And then I came back after gruling days of pleading from the ENTIRE staff, and I won my belt back again beating THE MASTER! Another big son of a bitch DOA. You see, it really doesn't matter how good, how big, how strong, how fat, how fast, my opponents are. Because if you haven't realized yet, I ALWAYS come out on TOP! EVERY SINGLE person that has come to the ring against Chris Davis has been left on their backs facing the raftors and they were left with the conclusion that |AINT NOBODY BETTER THAN CHRIS DAVIS| "Main Event" Chris Davis: DOA, I am going to redeam myself for my loss against Criss Angel by defeating you inside a STEEL CAGE! That's right, you see the cage is not only there to keep others out DOA, Buts it's can also be used as a weapon. And punk you may be huge but I will cut you down to size and then I will beat you down into NOTHING! You will be a puddle of DOA when I am done with you...And then my friend...I will climb myself out of the cage, successfully defending MY Television Title...DOA, you will be the next to find out that |WITHOUT THE MAIN EVENT...THERE IS NO SHOW| [[Chris continues to walk through the rain. A bright BLAST of lightning fills the sky followed by a huge BOOM of lightning. Chris turns to the camera and smirks. Shaking his head, Chris walks away from the camera and into the rain soaked night.]]  |