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As Riot returns from commercial, we join OCW World Heavyweight Champion Paul Pugh who is occupying the ring, and concluding his entrance. His music dies down as the impressive Charlotte crowd raises a cheer for him. Pugh hangs the title belt from the top rope and perches himself on the top turnbuckle, immediately next to it. Pugh: Charlotte... how the devil are you? The lovely cheap pop radiates around the arena Pugh: Mugen... A lariat? Really? It's done to death... the sneak attack I mean. Generic Heel 101 - the first lesson at Bad Guy school... Hell, Leon has been doing it since Boxing Jesus was on the cross... and here I am thinking you're a breath of fresh air to the World Title picture. Pugh: See Mugen I have a theory. My theory is that you... you're scared. See, while you did beat me a few weeks ago, since I've won this... Pugh points at the World Title belt. Pugh: You've done everything from behind - a trait you've probably picked up from your management. See... not once have you come at me face to face. Not once have you allowed me to be on a level playing field... and why? Pugh pops down off the top rope Pugh: ...let me show you. Pugh points up at the X-Tron where footage of Pugh vs Mugen for the Hardcore Title several months ago is being played. The crowd cheer for the highlight reel which culminates in Mugen tapping out to Pugh's EPF submission hold. Pugh: You're terrified... See Mugen - as a rule... I rarely lose title matches. I've lost four of them in my OCW career. I've won sixteen... The footage of Mugen tapping out, face contorted, is still playing on loop on the screen. Pugh: What does this mean for Summercide? Well let me tell you. I'm going to walk into that ring, hand my title belt to the official, kick you in the head, Pughdegree seven shades of shine a light out of you, kick you in the head again, Pughdegree you one more time for good measure, get the phone number of the little hotty in the front row, pose for a few pictures, shake a few hands, get back into the ring, Pughdegree you for a final time, and retain my World Championship. Why? Because I'm the World Champion. Why am I World Champion? Because I'm the best... Pugh grabs the title belt and hooks it around his waist Pugh: ...and if by some miracle you walk out of Summercide under your own steam - I'll be back to finish the job next week on Riot. See Mugen, attack me once, fair enough... everyone wants a piece. Attack me twice however, and you unleash the sort of hell Satan himself won't venture into. You unleash unadulterated fury mixed with a dash of perfection- the very essence of what it takes to be a professional wrestler at the very top of his game. I live it, I breathe it, I am it... and come Sunday... I'm going to kick you from pillar to post - Strong Style muthafunka, and you're going to appreciate Your World Champion. Peace. "Kid Ego" by Extreme starts up again as Pugh heads out of the ring. He slaps hands with some fans as he makes his way up the ramp. --------------------------------
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The camera pans backstage to that guy Jookie Marley who is getting ready for his big match tonight. He is in the OCW training area of the building.
Jookie Marley: “The hell we're they thinking, putting me in a Hardcore Handicap Match? The OCW Managers must love seeing me outta actio- ” Voice: “THAT GUYyyYYyYY?” Jookie turns around to see that other guy who is the OCW Hardcore Champion. Jookie Marley: “What the hell you doing in here?” Leonheart: “I just wanted to check up on that guy and see how he is feeling going into this big match tonight?” Jookie Marley: “I aint stupid, that's a lie.” Leonheart: “You’re right it is. I actually came in here as you know as well as I do GUY. These matches can go in anyone’s favor. I mean could you imagine people like Justin Raze or that Matshunango guy being the Hardcore Champion?” Jookie nods his head. Leonheart: “Exactly and really what business do you have in these sorts of matches? You hate weapons. They cost you your match on one of the biggest stages of them all… Wrestlelution.” Jookie Marley: “Yeah! So what?” Leonheart has that crooked smirk. Leonheart: “What am I getting at? Tonight you’re in the ring with the show stealer. The guy that takes ratings to a whole new level. How often do these opportunities’ come your way? Do you really want the final two to be between you and two guys that look stupid?” Jookie looks at Leon but doesn’t say anything. Leonheart: “I mean think about it. Jookie and Leonheart KO’ing all sons of bitches! That’s a dream for you right?” Jookie Marley: “I…” Jookie gets interrupted. Leonheart: “Hell we might even need someone to replace Mr. Big talk that has stupid muscles, soon. You know the first person we would come too?” Jookie Marley: “KD?” Leonheart laughs. Leonheart: “No stupid… The first person we could come to is that guy.” Jookie looks confused. Leonheart: “YOU!!!” Jookie Marley: “Nah, he knows better. He wants me to watch his back and he'll do the same for me, but i don't want no man to watch my back. I'm not Darren Young.” Leonheart: “Yeah, just imagine that guy teaming up with people such as the Son of God Cody Storm and yours truly.” Jookie Marley: “ I can see that happening. I would be unstoppable!!!” Leonheart: “All you have to do is help me eliminate them other two idiots and when we do. It'll just be you and me and then I trust you to make the right call.” Jookie Marley: “Right call?” Leonheart: “You need to let me win Jookie. I need to go into Summercide as the Hardcore champion. Not because I want this championship but because every day Omar Gibbs gets up. All that goes over his mind is me taking that belt away from him and that Leonheart is the Hardcore championship. I mean I am holding his gold and as long as I have this, *Leon points to the Hardcore Championship sitting on his shoulder* Gibbs is nothing. The A-Team made this personal. Cerberus has taken everything from them and at Summercide. We’re taking the Tag Team Championships.” Leon pauses for a quick second. Leonheart: “That’s why I need your help Jookie.” Jookie Marley: “I agree, we need to be the last two people in that ring.” Leonheart smirks. Jookie Marley: “But like I told Raze last week, I don’t need his help or anyone’s for that matter and Leon… I especially don’t need your help or your Son of God. I am going to eliminate the other guys and make sure it’s just you and me and then Leon, I am going to JKO you and become the new Hardcore Champion!” Leonheart looks really angry. Jookie Marley: “Leon, by the end of this night. You and everyone will remember this as the night the underdog goes over!” Leonheart: “I can see why legends such as Smythe Dawonder gave up trying to help you because you make stupid decisions and tonight Jookie, you will find out that was the stupidest decision you have ever made.” Jookie Marley: “You seem to forgot that I'm that GUYyYYyY, I cant make bad decisions. Plus I found a better group of dudes to roll with, aint that right Omar?” Leonheart: “What, where?” You can tell Leon is scared by the reaction in his voice. Leon turns around but no one is there. Jookie laughs. Jookie Marley: “Haha look at you shaking like a leaf. See you out there Lionfart!” Cody Storm comes walking in as Jookie Marley walks past him with a smile. Cody Storm: “How’d it go?” Leonheart: “I REALLY HATE THAT GUY!” Jookie walks back into the OCW training room and picks up his Lifting Gloves. Jookie Marley: Your girl doesn't though. See you in the ring. Jookie walks out of the room with a smile on his face as Cody Storm holds back an angry Leonheart. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
McGee rhymes with Referee. KD'Angelo vs Jacob Trance(c)
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