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The cameras start rolling and we find the Lord of the Lariat, Mugen along with his personal interviewer Molly in the backstage interview area.
Molly: So, tonight you face your former friend, K.Dangelo, in what will be an extremely hard hitting battle. What are your thoughts?
Mugen: The word "friend" is hardly a word that I would have used to describe K.Dangelo. A friend is some one like Paul Pugh, some one like Michael Hollywood and some one like you Molly. KD on the other hand was more like my business associate, my ally.......my subordinate.
Molly: Harsh words for a man who you were very close to at one point wouldn't you say?
Mugen: I'd say that calling him a subordinate isn't harsh enough. He had the simple task of listening to my instructions and he failed to do so. We should own all the titles right now. We could have made all this money together but instead, I'm here at the top...
Mugen raises his arm up high...
Mugen: And you, you are nothing to me. I was the brains of the operation, you were the muscle. You should have never started to use that pitiful excuse of a brain and started thinking for yourself. Tonight, I will show you how to outsmart you.
The scene fades to black as Mugen walks away.
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* K.Dangelo paces back and forth striking the wall .He then starts talking to himself as he strikes the wall again *
K.Dangelo : Keep your cool big man .Don't let how you want to rip his head off and serve it on a sushi bar .
* While pacing and forth Matsumoto and one of his valets walk up .Matsumoto puts his hand over his head . K.Dangelo stops reaches to shake Matsumoto's hand .Matsumoto reaches until his valet starts pulling at his coat *
Matsumoto : 閉じ込める !(shut up)
K.Dangelo : Having problems with your lady friend ?
Matsumoto : No I was having problems ( blows yellow mist in her face ).
あなたはクビだ ( You're fired! )
K.Dangelo : Well guess no egg rolls for her .My match is getting ready to start ,did you need something ?
Matsumto : Indeed the #1 contender needs you to leave Mugen alive just enough for me to finish him off .I know you have allot on your mind giving superstars the business .
K.Dangelo : I'm not in any way trying to be mean just truthful .I didn't put down Trance because he has the talent to be world champion .Just needs to walk up to Pugh and slap him down to his knees and leave .
But yes there will be something left .I won't promise though .
Matsumoto : これは忘れられませんが、宜しくお願い致します。
KDAngelo vs youngKOkid MUGEN
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For months KAT reigned as the undefeated Queen of OCW and Bombshell Champion. Until the last Riot of 2013, when Jessica Jessie in her first official OCW bout dethroned the legendary bombshell in a 4 way elimination match.
Since then Jess's luck has gone through the roof. Receiving various endorsements from local businesses in her hometown, even purchasing a new pink BMW. But that was 2013, it's a new year and her luck's about to change.
The new OCW Bombshelll Champion skips into the girl's locker room with a huge grin on her face. She's immediately greeted by Molly, her old college roomate who isn't really a friend per say. The other women give her cold glares.
Molly: My bestest friend in the whole wide world!
Jessica: Um...Hi Molly.
Molly embraces Jessica in a bone crushing hug that makes her squeal.
Molly: Here's a late Christmas present, I didn't get a chance to give it to you over the break.
With a diabolical smile she hands Jessica a small red box with a gold bow. Overly excited Jess opens the box to reveal a friendship wrist band. She begins to cry with joy, wiping invisible tears from her face.
Jessica: Awwww, you really are the greatest friend ever. But I...I didn't even get you anything. I'll go to the store and get you something right now...I'll be back!
She gives Molly a meaningful hug, and tries to leave but gets pulled back.
Molly: I don't want anything from the store Jessie Jess... you know what I really...really...REALLY want?!
Jessica: Anything for my BFF...Anything!
Molly: I want a shot at that!
She points to the OCW Bombshell Championship on her shoulder, Jessica's expression changes rapidly.
Jessica: Ahh...ahh...okay, I guess, if that's what you really want.
Molly: YES! YES! YES!
Molly: I mean thank you bestie.
Molly slaps Jessica on the back and leaves the locker room bumping shoulders with the former Bombshell Champion, KAT as she enters.
KAT: You been ducking me?
Jessica: I don't believe in hurting animals.
KAT: What?!
Jessica: You said ducking, I don't shoot ducks cat lady.
KAT: Whatever, just so you know I'm getting my rematch come Chill Factor, so don't get to attached to my baby, she's coming back to mama real soon.
KAT does a feline hiss with claws extended as she exits, just to exchange glares with the furious Anna Mosity as she enters the locker room. Anna rushes Jessica wrapping her man hands around her throat while shoving her up against the nearby wall.
Anna Mosity: I will squeeze and squeeze 'til your bimbo brain pops 'less you give me what I want!
Struggling to speak, Jessica points to Anna Mosity hands around her voice box.
Anna Mosity: I don't need you to talk, I don't need you to breathe, all you have to do is nod your pretty little head. You will give me a shot at your title at Chill Factor, right?
Jessica just continues to grasp for life, Anna tightens her grip.
Anna Mosity: Right?
Jessica manages a nod, Anna lets go of her throat just to punch her in the gut. Curled up on the floor holding her OCW Bombshell she begins to weep as we fade.
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The large back door located off the parking area swings open and the man we know as the Mustard King of Betterness, Tiberius Octavian Dupree enters The Can. With paranoid eyes hidden under a ridiculously large hat covered by a hood Tibby looks both ways before rushing down the hall.
He pulls the collar of his duster over his face as he scurries towards the locker room area. The more he tries to avoid the attention of others the more attention he draws. Two backstage fans notice him just as he reaches the OMG locker room door.
Just a few months back Tibby would have went 'emo' on the innocent fans. But remembering his sessions with Pato, he reluctantly signs their programs and slides into the locker room. He quickly scans the room, and only sees Patolomai in heavy meditation.
The second he takes a deep breath to relax, a small hand reaches out and yanks the hood and hat off his head exposing his pastel purple hair. OUR Villian, Triple Crown Junior Champion Matsuda and his pop singer girlfriend burst out laughing.
Dupree: It's not funny, I look ridiculous.
Matsuda: You...you you look like Psylocke with a man jaw.
With a thick Japanese accent, Minami giggles.
Minami: Tibby Gaga!
OCW's power couple continue to laugh and point. Tibby rolls his eyes in annoyance.
Dupree: I tried everything, it won't wash out, I even tried dying it three times, still nothing!
Matsuda: Did you try burning it off?
Dupree: I'm not burning my hair!
Matsuda: Want me too?
Dupree: NO! Nothing else is going to happen to my hair damnit!
Tibby takes a seat on the couch, while Suda and Minami whisper inside jokes in Japanese as they smoothly exit the room. Pato opens one eye, obviously knowing what the two have planned and smiles.
Dupree: I know it was that poser Mugen who did it somehow, he's been after me ever since I became the Ultimate Undisputed Universal Champion of Undeniable Betterness...
Dimsmore: Want me to take care of him..
Basically stepping out of a shadow cracking his knuckles, with Lacey pressed up against him.
Dupree: Where the hell did you come from.
Dimsmore: Don't worry about where I came from, worry about what your going to do. If it was me he turned into a gay porn star, he'd be eating his fried rice through a straw.
Dupree: Ughh... I'll come up with something, he won't get away with this.
The door opens back up and Matsuda has a handful of fans in tow.
Matsuda: Time for a OMG Instagram!
The camera fades as Pato hops up with a eager grin to join his mates.
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