War Machine's Locker Room

[War Machine]

The camera enters into War Machine's locker and he is seen pacing around the room. His match against Spike Flynn had been postponed due to a security threat in the VOW arena, after Black Dead's announcement of Armageddon's break up. War Machine suddenly rushes to a locker and dents it in with a giant punch.

War Machine: This is not how things were suppose to go...all I wanted was to actually defend my tag title. I let my temper get to me...

War Machine sits down and puts his head down...he seems to be thinking. He suddenly jumps up and takes his black steel chair and starts smacking every side of the room. War Machine is yelling in rage.

War Machine: F*ck that sh*t! I don't need Black Dead, i'm going to beat the crap out of Spike and the Iron Titans...but! I can't win the title without a partner.....who else can I trust?

War Machine sits back down and continues to wait his postponed match, while at the same time in deep thought about the future....

TBC by anyone (need a tag partner, could be temp. if Black Dead and I re-unite)

P.S.: Black Dead I understand its iight!

[Psycho Savage]

A troubled and temperamental War Machine sits, attemptimg to foreshadow every possible outcome of the impending tag title match against the forceful Iron Titans. With the recent disbandment of his team with Black Dead and having not found another partner to take the X-Force whipping boy's place, the result leaves a bitter taste in the mouth of the former Bronze tag champion as he hangs his head from this despairing time in his GHW career. Suddenly, a deep and abstruse voice is heard faintly just outside the doorway of War Machine's locker room.

Unknown voice: Excuse me... I couldn't help but overhear your trouble.

War Machine jumps up from his seat, alarmed by the dark intonation. The mysterious figure steps through the doorway and is revealed to be a recently returned GHW superstar. Frustrated and lost for hope, the despondent War Machine replies in a most distasteful tone.

War Machine: "Psycho Savage...? What are you doing here, can't you see I'm trying to prepare for a match?"

Psycho Savage: "Easy, easy. I'm not here to make things any worse for you at the moment. In fact quite to the contrary, I believe I just might be able to help you with this predicament."

Intrigued, and desperate for a solution to his problem, War Machine eases himself back onto the bench as he waits to hear what PS is proposing.

"Go on then..."

"First of all I'm going to tell you something you probably already know. Just a few months ago Black Dead took it upon himself to blatantly attack me, following a match of mine. In this senseless and cheap shot of an attack, he re-tore the quadriceps muscle in my left leg with a steel chair- which in turn put me on the shelf once again and caused my Money in the Bank contract to expire. You might be thinking what does any of this have to do with your current situation, but don't worry, I didn't come here to tell you my sob story. Actually, I came here to tell you that Black Dead is an ingrate, an imbecile, and that he was just a leech holding you back, before he decided to abandoned you of course..."

War Machine says nothing as his expression retains a resolute curiousity.

"Tonight War Machine, I have come here to tell you that I am more than willing to form am an allegiance with you and defeat the Iron Titans to regain the championships, something I'm positive Black Dead could not help you achieve. So, what do you say?"

Psycho Savage earnestly extends his hand to War Machine in an offer to what would be a devastating addition to the GHW tag team division.



TBC: War Machine

[War Machine]

War Machine thinks for a second as he stares at the hand infront of him. A few seconds later he shakes his hand, and makes his way for the door. Just before he leaves he stops and turns to PS.

War Machine: Whatever you and Black Dead between each other, I don't want to be a part of it. All I needed was a partner to claim my the tag titles once again. Anyone will do for now....I have to go beat the sh*t out of Spike, and then soften up the Iron Titans before I -pauses- we, take the titles back.

War Machine makes his way out the door followed by Psycho Savage who goes the opposite way.

EOT
New tag team created
Psychotic Machines
Exp: Less than 1600