Again we join the busty Bombshell Jessica Jessie on her crusade to find her BFF. We enter the scene just as Jessica thinks she catches a glimpse of Molly and dashes inside the women's locker room.
The locker room is surrounded by half dressed bombshells, unfortunately no wardrobe malfunctions happened as she barged in. All we got were ill received glares in Jessica's direction from all the Bombshells present, especially from the furious Anna Mosity.
Jessica Jessie is either really cool under pressure or stupid beyond all recognition. The latter would be more accurate, as she giggles waves goodbye and bounces back out the locker room. As the camera pans to the other side of the room, we see Molly huddled up behind a large gym bag and Anyanna Bu'Tay's oversized posterior. We of course get a very memorable close up as we fade.
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She'd get it Scaggs... HOOOOOOOOO! |
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She'd hurt you Al... legitimately hurt you. |
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Jolly Good. |
The scene starts in the C4 locker room where we find The Suplex Savior himself Mugen sitting and reviewing last weeks match for the 36th time.
Mugen: Ridiculous, right here I'm already winning 32-3. How could they have said we both had only a mere 4 suplexes at the end. Isn't that right Molly?
The scene pans over to a corner of the room where we find Molly hiding behind a desk.
Molly: Shut up don't say my name. That crazy blonde bimbo might find me.
Mugen: Oh right you aren't "here"
Mugen uses air quotes to say here and shakes his head at the stupid situation his friend is stuck in. Mugen goes back to his TV and catches the last few moments of the match turns off the TV at the conclusion
Mugen: Whatever. I'm better than that Suplex Sucka Frost anyways.
???: Did someone say better?
The camera pans to the doorway where the mysterious yet familiar voice came from. We find OMG's Tiberius Dupree at the doorway with a big grin on his face.
Dupree: You don't talk about being better unless you mention me.
Mugen gets up from his seat and walks towards Dupree. Mugen gets in Dupree's face and starts laughing.
Mugen: Don't even get started with that betterness garbage. We both know I'm the better tag team partner tonight.
Dupree starts to twitch after Mugen uses the word "better"
Mugen: What the hell is wrong with you?
Dupree: My betterness is overflowing into my spinal column. You know, hashtag betterness problems.
Mugen gives Dupree a weird look
Mugen: Look twitchy, you and I are going to win this match. As long as you listen to me and let me get the win.
Dupree: I will do no such thing. Betterness doesn't play second fiddle to you.
Mugen: Suplexness won't take no for an answer.
Dupree: Suplexness? What?
Mugen does his patented arms raised pose.
Dupree: Stop that!
Mugen: I'm sorry, I can't stop being.....
Mugen smirks at Dupree.
Mugen: Better
Dupree starts twitching and smacks himself to get himself back to normal
Dupree: You don't use that word in my presence! BETTERNESS!
Mugen: SUPLEXNESS!
Dupree: BETTERNESS!
Mugen: SUPLEXNESS!
The two have an awkward staredown before Dupree abruptly slaps Mugen in the face and walks out of the room. The camera zooms into Mugen as a smile forms on his face. The cameras cut away
Cody Storm vs Mr James Rose
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That was nasty. |
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That boy ain't workin by the hour huh? |
*The camera fading in backstage to $eth Irving Locker room as he is standing by sipping on a cup of coffee.*
$eth Irving: all I have heard since last week is one thing. Where was I when Vincent Valmont showed upped?
*Irving takes another sip of his coffee*
$eth Irving: Which is actually a question Valmont could have answered himself because he knew exactly what would happen if he showed up here on riot. Security would show up and keep me locked inside my locker room and try to quickly escort me out the building before I did what I do best and beat a hole in his face with my hands.
$eth Irving: Because unlike Juice box I don’t need a chair or even to jump somebody to have a chance in a fight, he knows it to that’s why he made sure I was busy or well controlled when is ugly self-showed upped.
$eth Irving: Let’s just cut to the chase for people who haven’t been paying attention. Juice box is trying to put on a show and make himself relevant again so he could come back here to OCW. But the truth of the matter is Valmont wants nothing to do with an OCW contract if I am here. Because he knows if I am here I will stomp his ass and there is not a damn thing he could do about it.
$eth Irving: By the time I get done with Juice box all he would be good for is to carry my bags like he had to do to get a job here. It is a shame that he has to fake some medical excuses of a concussion to explain why he isn’t allowed back. When the truth to that is his head is fine it just struggles from the same problems the rest of his body has it is attached to a coward.
$eth Irving: If you don’t believe me that’s fine I can prove to all you that he is a coward. All we have to do is send Vincent Valmont an OCW contract like he wants but have the stipulation being he has to fight me. Cut a camera on and film him reading the contract and I will guarantee you he will not sign it. He will see my name on the contract and he will find some excuse to why he can’t do it.
$eth Irving: So what I suggest to you Valmont because I know you are out there watching, you should gain 100 lbs. put some ugly tattoo on your face and take a note from mike Tyson and tell stories about your life about that brief point in time when you used to matter.
*Finishing his cup of coffee as the camera starts to fade to black*
Fans set in there seats, waiting for the next part in the show. As they begin to grow restless, Raze's music hits and he makes his way out on to the stage.
He looks around at the fans, looking into almost each and everyone of their faces
He raises the microphone to his lips:
Raze: I'm declaring war on OCW!
Raze drops the microphone and walks back to the back, leaving the fans looking perplexed and confused.
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A lot of war tonight... |
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Has he had something done? |
K.Dangelo in the back of the limo waiting to talk to Aries .Jim Black walks up to the limo and starts knocking on the window .K.Dangelo rolls down the window and shakes his hand
K.Dangelo : How's it going Mr.Black ? I would love to talk but I'm waiting on someone .
Jim Black : Well I just wanna ask a couple of questions .
K.Dangelo : Not tonight Jim I told you I'm busy .I have questions for Aries and they really can't wait . So if would give me a little space and we will talk later .
Jim Black : But ..........
K.Dangelo puts his hand up . Then rolls up the window .
K.Dangelo : Goodness a man can't have a moment to himself .You know what driver keep the car running I need to drop a note off.I won't be long and when I get back let's go pay my counselor a visit.
Backstage, a lone camera man hovers around the eerily quiet backstage. Several production folks are wandering around, and the camera is on the move, stopping suddenly as they reach the outside of a locker room marked "C4". Voices can be heard inside the room as as camera approaches, before the eerie silence is broken
Pugh: I WILL KILL HIM.
Pugh bursts out of the locker room, almost tearing the door off its hinges, and tosses the Ex Division title belt down the hall - marching in the direction of the gorilla position, hotly followed by the very same production team members that had been wandering moments earlier.
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