Bray’s music ceases playing, as Jakub De’Relic still lays on his back in the ring, arms and legs spread out wide. After several moments of immobility, Nate Dunn, Matt Mercer and Jason Williams are seen walking down to the ring.
The trio gather around their fallen leader, pulling him to his feet. Now on his feet, De’Relic looks at the three men before him, though his eyes are miles away. He firmly grips both Dunn and Williams by the shoulders, not saying a word as both look confused, before turning to Mercer.
Jakub De’Relic: It is time. Let us go.
Without another word, De’Relic and Mercer slips out of the ring. Mercer then allows De'Relic to sit on his shoulders and walks off, as though in a trance, through the audience, leaving Williams and Dunn trying to understand what just happened inside the ring.
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What does this mean? |
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I don't know! Is this the end? |
PORKER NEVINS VS BILL DING
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They went for it! |
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I have better moves! |
Previously Recorded.
The scene opens with OCW North American Champion Leon Valentine, Tiberius Octavian Dupree and Parker Stevens. The trio of SKWAD members get off a Harley Davidson with a side cab. Tibby gets out the cab removing a shiny helmet to reveal his shiny helmet of a head.
Leon gets off the back of the bike, riding bitch behind Parker who finds this whole situation comical. The situation is as follows;
Leon has finally gotten the Necromicon translated to layman's terms he can decipher in order to resurrect Dupree’s hair. Tibby will do anything to get his illustrious hair back. Parker will do anything for a good laugh.
So here we are in front of a closed Beauty Salon in lower Manhattan. Only Leon truly knows what’s going on, the Bald Bros watch as he opens the door with a set of keys. Tibby looks disgusted, as if he would never step foot inside such a low budget establishment.
Leon: If you’ll take a seat, we can get started.
Dupree: I’m not sitting in that thing, I’d rather sit in an electric chair!
Parker: Three grown men in a beauty salon sounds like a bad joke told in a gay bar.
Annoyed the NA Champ scowls in his direction.
Leon: You didn’t have to come Parker, your hair is a lost cause.
Parker: Oh there was no way I was gonna miss this.
Leon uses hand sanitizer to clean off the chair so Tibby will finally sit down. They get under way, Leon opens the Necromicon.
Leon: Close your eyes Tibby, relax and think about nothing but your hair.
Parker: That should be easy, I’m pretty sure that’s ALL he thinks about.
Leon: Please Parker can you shut your sausage eater.
Parker gives him the bird, then goes back to making hand torches out of cans of hairspray. Leon clears his voice and continues reading from the Necromicon.
Leon: Arise, surrounded by the essence of beauty. Arise, the glorious soul of this creature.
Dupree: Did you just call me a creature?!
Leon: Shhh….From the depths of the shadows. Arise. From the ground to the sky. Arise!
The lights in the beauty salon start flashing on and off. Leon’s eyes light up in amazement, until he hears the laughter.
Parker: Muhahahaha, gotcha!
Even Dupree starts laughing, Leon slams the Necromicon closed.
Leon: Forget it. If you guys aren’t going to take this seriously I’m going to spend my time focusing on more important things.
Dupree: Really what's more important than my hair?
Leon: This.
Magically Leon pulls the OCW NA Championship practically from thin air. He puts the Necromicon under his arms and the title across his shoulder and struts out the shop.
Both Dupree and Parker enjoy a Bald Bro moment at Leon’s expense as they too make their way out of the filthy beauty shop. Tibby touches his glistening bald head as he feels a slight tingle, but thinks nothing of it as the camera fades.
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Oh brother! |
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HAhahaha |
OCW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!
TRANCE AND LOKI VS THE ORPHANAGE
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WOAHHHHH!!!!! |
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I LOVE IT!!! SCAGGS! |