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~Tick's music starts up, and he makes his way to the ring, the XFA belt draped over his shoulder. Tick hands the belt to the ringside officials and grabs a microphone before entering the ring~
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~Tick raises the microphone to his mouth~
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Tick: "Hmmm."
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~He lowers it, then raises it again~
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Tick: "You know what, I really don't know what to say. At Natural Selection I had what I consider to be the biggest match of my career. A lot was on the line for me, personally. With the help of my best friend I battled my demons, and came out the other side a stronger soul. Now Saint Patrik has put it all on the line to take back the title. Say what you want about the man, his resolve in undeniable. My words can't do him justice, but maybe my little friends can."
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~Tick drops the microphone and raises his fists. The crowd erupts into cheers~
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Tick: "Spoon!"
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Crowd: "Spoon!"
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(OOC: sorry for the short RP, am in the middle of a hectic week at work, I admit it has come at an inconvenient time.)
