The scene opens at the gates of the ProPharma laboratories where two guards stand watch. From the right of the screen walks Justin Jehst, only he’s dressed in a lab coat and glasses with a long, dark wig on his head to try and conceal his identity. He approaches the guard at the entry point for staff.
Guard: ID please.
Jehst pulls out a counterfeit ID badge with a picture to match his current look. The guard looks at the ID, then at Jehst, then back at the ID.
Guard: Go right on ahead, Dr… Doom?
Jehst: It’s Eastern European.
The guard looks at him strangely but lets him through. Once Jehst gets far enough away from the entrance he pulls out an ear piece that clips to the arm of his glasses.
Jehst: *whispering* Testing, testing, Barry can you hear me?
Barry: I can hear you, Master Jehst.
Jehst: Ok, great. I’ll need you to be my eyes and ears here out here, Barry.
Barry: No problem, here to help.
Jehst: Did you manage to find an entry way into the area the truck parked up in?
Barry: To your right, beside the pillar marked “B-17” in yellow paint.
Jehst: That is far too co-incidental… Ok I’m making my way there.
Jehst wanders closer.
Jehst: Ooohhhhh… “Bay-17”, makes sense.
Barry: Now, see that red door to your left? Go in through there and you should be in the right area to get whatever evidence you need to close this down.
Jehst: You’re a top dog, Barry; keep me posted if there’s any unwanted attention coming my way.
Justin enters through the red door and begins to make his way down the brightly lit laboratory hallway. Lab coat wearing scientists and assistants occasionally pass by the Jehst Man as he begins making his way towards the end of the corridor.
As he gets much closer to the double doors that assumedly lead to some sort of holding area, Jehst sees the keycode lock on the door and realises he will have to find some sort of alternate way in.
Jehst: Oh, piss on a nuns tit!
Several lab workers look up from their clipboards and peer over at the frustrated “scientist”.
Jehst: Ahh, everything’s fine, just stubbed my toe!
He points to his foot and gets down in a position similar to one tying their shoe to try and disguise his vocal blunder. When opportunity strikes, Justin goes for it.
A lab technician swipes into the secured area and as the door is about to shut, Jehst sticks his arm in to stop it closing before sneakily slipping in undetected.
As the door shuts Justin finds himself in another brightly lit hallway. There are very few people in here, if any, as most duck into rooms that adjoin to the corridor.
Slowly making his way further down he reaches a pair of rooms on either side of the walk way. Turning his head to the left he looks through the small square of glass on the door frame.
In a straight-jacket, locked into a stretcher lays a disgruntled woman, no older than 30, blonde hair, blue eyes. Those eyes are filled with fear, her screams muffled by a gag.
She struggles as a guard holds her still. The lab tech pulls out a syringe filled with an oozy green substance, flicks the tip as he squeezes to release the air bubbles and proceeds to inject the serum into the neck of the woman. She slowly begins to calm down.
Jehst: What in Jake Gyllenhaal’s beard is going on here?!
As the tech wipes down the syringe and places it in a disinfectant solution the guard straps the womans head down and bolts tight the arm and foot clamps.
Only a moment passes before the woman begins to move; slowly at first, then gradually more violently. She wriggles and screams, becoming more vascular almost instantly and her veins turning a sickly shade of green.
She attempts to roar as her eyes widen almost impossibly large. The restraints begin to rattle as she squirms and the guard and tech attempt to hold her down.
Justin can only look on as her body reacts to the serum; convulsions, foaming at the mouth, and then eventually passing out, assumedly from all the stress on her body.
Lab Tech: Get her out of here, we’ll try again tomorrow.
Justin backs away from the door and attempts to look like he belongs in the building by looking at the signage on the corridor. The guard escorts the woman, wheeling her from the room and further down the corridor past Justin.
Once the guard is far enough away, Justin calls back into Barry.
Jehst: Barry, you there?
Barry: I’m here, Master Jehst.
Jehst: *whispering* Barry, there is some shady dealings going on here. I just watched a woman get injected with something that made her go bonkers, wriggling around like a fish in a frying pan!
Barry: Is she ok?
Jehst: Honestly? I don’t know. I need to get deeper.
Justin begins following behind the guard and stretcher hoping to get some evidence further along the pipeline.
The scene fades to black.
The Camera pans to the announce team!
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Here we go! |
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DIAL A for ACTION! |
Ryu is walking around backstage, Mugen seemingly steps out of the shadows
Mugen: You know, I can’t let you keep that jacket Old Chap.
Without turning around Ryu adjusts the lapel of his Better Jacket and flourishes it behind him, almost taunting Mugen
RYU: Did you think I didn’t know about you synthesising Better Hairs, it's actually quite adorable.
RYU: This, this jacket is REAL Better Hair harvested from every corner of the Multiverse, there’s no way your pale imitation could even compare.
Mugen: QUITE HUMOROUS, Old Chap. The Better Hairs I’ve synthesised aren’t equal to your harvested Better Hairs they are SUPERIOR.
Ryu finally turns around and stares down Mugen, everything around them seems to stop as the tension between them radiates
Ligermask and Bunny M walk through the center of the stand off, ruining an otherwise intense showdown
The Camera pans to the announce team!
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Betterhairs? Multiverses? SYNTHESISIS? What the hell is this WARFRAME! |
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Yea you wish, if you had a warframe it would be synthisized with cotton candy, you sissy! |
LIGERMASK & BUNNY M vs AWOL
The Camera pans to the announce team!
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OH MY! |
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HE RAN RIGHT INTO THAT, CMON!!!! |
Backstage Malu is being taped up by the training staff following the vicious attack by Capo at the end of Turmoil 196.
You can still see the purple bruises as the tape is wrapped around “The Machine’s” body. He grimaces as the trainer wraps a little too tight and flinchess causing the trainer to back away.
Malu: Chill out man… The only person who has anything to worry about reps a green, white, and red flag.
Malu:
Someone who hides behind a sledge hammer and the facade that he’s somebody. But Capo is gonna learn just how much of a nobody he is.
Malu tears the tape that’s still hanging from his body and tosses it to the trainer.
Malu: I’ve been doing this a long time man, and I thought it was over for me. I’m not wasting this chance tonight or anything else.
Malu begins to his has torso and chest almost welcoming the pain.
Malu: This is nothing, this is nothing!
Malu begins to bounce on the balls of his feet.
Malu: Hand me my shirt.
The trainer tosses him his shirt that reads “Malu” in white letters with red trim.
Malu: See it’s nothing you wouldn’t even know I have a cracked rib.
Malu:
Just like Capo has no idea what’s coming.
Malu:
These kids haven’t seen what I can do.
Malu:
But they will. We always said the Road to Wrestlution starts here at Road to Glory.
Malu:
Well for Capo it’s gonna end in a blaze that we haven’t seen since King of OCW.
Malu continues to hype himself up as the camera cuts back to the announce team.
The Camera pans to the announce team!
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A man determined! |
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Determined to Destroy! |