This is the greatest show…

The fans cheers for the latest painstakingly put together video package swiftly turn to a cacophony of boos, Thomas Archer, International Champion is in the ring and is dressed as if he's preparing to go on a business lunch.

In the corner of the ring is a suitcase, the International title sat atop it for all to see.

Archer: The pain I can so effortlessly hear in all of your voices brings me great, great pleasure. All of you keyboard warriors in attendance who had to steal from your mothers just to afford a seat up in the nosebleeds have had your annual excursion out of the basement ruined…

Archer: Ruined by me. You all thought the anime peasant was going to do it for you, instead you were left crying into your Dorito flavouring powder encrusted hands when I dropped him squarely on my knees.

Archer drinks in the crowd reaction.

Archer: I proved to you all that not only am I still the Pride of America but I am Turmoils true International Icon and you need me in these troubling times.

Archer: However, I will not be the person to save you from Code Jackman, you'll need to hope the mystery man can do it.

Archer turns and looks towards the suitcase in the corner, taking a moment to adjust his hair using his reflection in the title.

Archer: Now… You're probably wondering what the suitcase is for… And as much as every cell in my body cries out to leave you all in the lurch and having to wait to find out…

Archer: I will be travelling the wrestling world for the next two months bringing the gift of Archer to wrestling impoverished nations as I defend my championship all across the globe.

Archer: Every continent, including that one that smells really, really bad and is full of dirty, dirty people. That's right, I'll even be going to the birthplace of Scum, Scotland to take on Jimmy..

Archer: Haha, no, he's dead. I'll be going to India, China, Africa, Russia, Japan, Japan was a tough one but thankfully I have diplomatic immunity and the actions of B-17 doesn't affect me.

Archer pauses and looks back to the camera.

Archer: And providing you can afford a TV you'll be able to follow my escapades and adventures live on TV every week. Goodbye and goodnight, the International Icon… Has left… The building...

The Camera pans to the announce team!  

	THEY ARE THE NEW UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!
	OH MY GOD!

Previously Recorded

Tiberius Octavian Dupree stands in a brightly lit room staring into a very large mirror. The camera pans across the room taking the view of the mirror staring back at the stoic OCW Hall of Famer.

Unlike the last time we saw Dupree, this time he is well groomed and well grounded. He’s dressed casually in black slacks and a faded Wrestlution Seven t-shirt, his blonde hair tied back in a simple ponytail.

He has a focused and determined look on his face, a look not seen from him in many-many years. There is no undertone of cockiness or non-sensical bravado. Knowing the whole wrestling world is watching he takes a deep breath before speaking.

Dupree: To say things have changed would be an understatement. OCW is not the same as it once was and for months I wanted the old OCW back, the old OCW that made me famous, the old OCW that made me into the man I am today.

Dupree: Then I realized something…

He pauses.

Dupree: I changed well before OCW changed, I became something unrecognizable, I became something foreign to those who supported me the most.

Dupree: I became a man full of confidence, a man that saw humility as the ultimate weakness of character. I became a full force for better, I became something beyond time space and the universe itself.

Dupree: I became the Betterness…

He takes a sizable pause before continuing.

Dupree: But the Betterness is dead, ain’t it?!

He cracks that classic half smile that has become his staple.

Dupree: If you asked Paul Pugh, he’d say that is an absolute fact. Seeing as I haven't won a match all season, with Bobby Minio and Antonio Everrett still wearing their respective championships that fact is duly supported.

Dupree: Yet what Paul Pugh, what Nate Ortiz, what all of you need to understand is the Betterness isn’t the end all be all of Tiberius Octavian Dupree. That the Betterness is just another layer to a much deeper fiery core.

Dupree: If you think I’m just going to bring the Betterness to the biggest match in my career, your thinking is substandard. If you think I’m not going to bring every ounce of ambition, every ounce of burning passion, then your thinking is substandard, mediogre even.

He cracks a second half smile, it must be Wrestultion.

Dupree: Paul, Nathan, we’ve had this dance before. Many-many times before, but never at the same time and definitely not on the biggest stage in professional wrestling. Not only that, but I’m not the same man I was a few months ago, shoot I’m not even the same man that you both challenged in years past.

It’s evident there’s something in his heart and in his eyes that wasn’t there before.

Dupree: I’m far more than just the Betterness and I will prove that tonight when I become OCW’s Greatest Legend!

The camera slowly fades as Dupree stares into the eyes of his two opponents through a reflection of himself.

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