Perceval's music hits (which is met by boos) strangely, he doesn't do his usual bows on the way to the ring. He calls for a microphone. Perceval: *sigh* I'm sorry. I'm sorry I wasn't honest with you people. *Oddly, Perceval doesn't speak with his posh accent, with a more northern one, a Barnsley accent* Perceval: Time to set the record straight. I lost to Scott Fargo at Survival is because that night I was someone, something I am not. I lied to the fans and myself. I am not from Buckinghamshire, I am from Barnsley, via Sarnia, Ontario, Canada. I am not posh. I am summat (slang for something) more... Majestic. There are those who are catching on to what I am implying. For those who haven't caught on, I am Percy Donohue. Formerly known as El Majestico. Indeed, I kept my name and identity a secret at NGW. And yes, I was in NGW. *small ENN GEE DUB chant* Percy: Also I was talking complete rubbish when I said that British Wrestling is the true way and all that crap. That is the beauty of wrestling, you can do it whichever way you want. I now want to sing that song by Journey. *Crowd start singing Anyway you want it, that's the way you need it* Ahem. Before I go too off topic I'll go get my point across. The real me is now here. Now as I leave, let my real music play. Percy: Thank you. OOC:Consider this a face turn And I'll update my move set.