DEFIANCE Backstage Exclusive with New Favoured Saints champion Dex Joy

A big group of cheering and celebrating can be heard through the halls of the arena! “The Biggest Boy” Dex Joy once again has a championship and it is the highly sought after Favoured Saints championship! Nathan Eye is with him and has a champagne bottle cracked open for his buddy when they get approached by Chris Trutt. 

Chris Trutt:
Dex Joy! Congratulations! 

Dex Joy grabs the microphone from Trutt and yells right into it. 

Dex Joy:
WATCH OUT PALLIES!!! IT’S YA BIGGEST BOI!!! NEW EFF SSS CHAMPEEN!!!

He pops open the bubbly (but just a little bit) and then has a drink. 

Nathan Eye:
Dude! Congrats! I can’t believe how easy you smashed through Rezin like that!

Dex Joy gives him a mocking aw shucks type of look. 

Dex Joy:
Nah man Rezin really is everything people like him in that ring for and he is tough as advertised … but those Kabal thugs in general just piss me the hell off sometimes. All these creepy crawlies from Kabals to Scourge and that dick weed Arthur Pleasant. Nah someone needs to step in and give these bed-hider-unders a reality check that DEFIANCE Wrestling isn’t their plaything. 

He holds the title up. 

Dex Joy:
And Dexy Baby just gave Rezin about three and a half bills worth of it, pally!

Nathan Eye:
Hell to the yes sir! 

Dex starts to have another drink. 

Chris Trutt:
You know the drill now! Four successful defenses of the Favoured Saints gets you another shot at the Southern Heritage title. Tell us what you’re thinking right … 

Before he can finish his thought, a hand comes up and steals the microphone. The hand belonging too … 

Butcher Victorious:
BUTCH VIC… HAS CHRIS TRUTT’S STICK!

Dex Joy looks utterly confused while Nathan Eye laughs like a schoolgirl over his last comment. 

Nathan Eye:
You uh … you don’t want to try that opening line again?

Butcher Victorious:
No, I do not, Dex Joy’s water boy! I’ve come here for one thing and one thing only and it’s that. 

Dex, Nathan and Trutt look completely confused. 

Dex Joy:
Er … what, pally?

Butcher doesn’t say anything and either is milking the moment like a fool or has suffered a mid-interview aneurysm. Finally, he remembers to point at exactly what he’s talking about: the title over Dex’s shoulder. 

Butcher Victorious:
...The Favoured Saints Title. See… Butch Vic… has been on a kick! I haven’t been beaten in that ring! In fact my last two opponents were so scared of me they set up getting their asses kicked like Troy Matthews or taking a header on the apron like Dan Leo Dumbass. So if you got the nuts… I’m gonna kick your butts! And take that title in the process. 

Dex Joy looks even more confused. 

Dex Joy:
Okay Dr. Seuss on crack. You want a title shot? You got it. And in fact I’m itching to get to four defenses. UNCUT 101, pally! 

Trutt looks at Butcher. 

Butcher Victorious:
You’re on, tank-ass! And you heard it hear first, Chris Trutt! For Butcher to rise to greatness, it’s vital… that I win the Favoured Saints Title. 

Butcher turns and leaves… and he takes Chris Trutt’s microphone with him. 

Butcher Victorious:
This is Butch Vic’s stick now. 

The group watches him leave. 

Nathan Eye:
Why… why does he talk like that?

Dex Joy:
I don’t know, but I’m gonna see if I can drop him on his head enough times to fix that boy … or flatten him. Either way, I’m keeping this title! 

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