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Matsuda: Ayo!
The crowd responds with a triumphant "AYOO!"
Matsuda: Allow me to introduce to you the TRUE, PUREST form of Overness Meets Greatness, OMG: TwackPac. Because how can you even call yourself Overness without Matsuda?
Matsuda: See while that Golden Turd Tiberius Dupree readies his army for this war, I have already mad key acquisitions in this open market! As you can see, I have already gained the loyalty of the MENACE of NESQUEHOENING, Luke S. Dimsmore!
Dimsmore can be seen massaging his temples.
Matsuda: With our powers combined, we will not let that lesbian chasing shiterus take the title the rightfully belongs around my waist! I deserve to be the one showered in gold! Not him!
A small "GOLDEN SHOWER" chant breaks out amongst the crowd, to which the oblivious Matsuda nods.
Matsuda: So tonight, Pube, when I interrupt your match in your favor, don't think of it as a nice deed towards you, quite the contrary, I would very much like to see your blood replaced with mercury--it is an act of war against the bane of my existence, Tiberius Dupr---
???: Seriously?!
The crowd responds, "SERIOUSLY!" The camera pans to the Riotron, where we see the Baron of Betterness himself, shining down upon the masses.
Tiberius: You SERIOUSLY didn't think that I would not have a counter plan for my dastardly arch rival's counter plans?
Tiberius: Allow ME to introduce you to the first two members of OMG: BOLD, Betterness Over Life and Death!
The camera pans to the ramp.
Tiberius: See, my Aunt and Uncle here will make sure that YOU are nowhere near my title match so I can win that stupid title off of that stupid Pugh's stupid face unhindered!
Matsuda is now throwing a temper tantrum in the middle of the ring, ruffling his feathery boots.
Matsuda: I WELCOME THIS WAR! I WILL GO OVER!
Dimsmore convinces Matsuda that it is time to go, and the trio head up the ramp, as the scene fades.
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The scene opens with A.C. and Luke walking back to there locker room. A.C. is walking in front of Luke towards there locker room. Luke taps A.C. on the shoulder and A.C. turns around.
A.C. Cobra- What's up?
Luke grabs his chin and pauses before he speaks.
Luke Fuentes- A.C. where brethern right?
A.C. stands there with a confused face.
A.C. Cobra- Yeah why? Everything ok?
Luke shakes his head
Luke Fuentes- Yeah well. If where going to do this tag team thing let's be honest with each other. God forbids we end up like Apex C'mon.
A.C. still standing there confused.
A.C. Cobra-(begins to laugh) Just spit it out already man.
Luke Fuentes- Ok what does A.C. stand for? I been wondering this forever. C'mon you gotta tell me C'mon.
A.C. Cobra begins to laugh.
A.C. Cobra- Well A.C. stands for........
A.C. stops in the middle of his sentence as he was about to tell Luke what A.C. stands for. A loud ringing noise can be heard. A.C. reaches in his pocket and pulls out his phone.He then proceeds to answer it.
A.C. Cobra- Hello?
A.C. Cobra places the phone down and talks to Luke in a whispering voice.
A.C. Cobra- It's commander he wants to meet us somewhere private. Will take my car.
A.C. puts the phone back up to his ear and walks off leaving Luke standing there. The camera turns around to Luke.
Luke Fuentes- C'mon!!!
The scene fades.
Storm and D vs SlamU
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Trisha: A lot has changed since the last time we visited Jacob Trances Chicago home...
The voice of Ms Waldrop, host of OCW's hit reality segment 'In Your Crib' can be heard as their car pulls up towards the gates to Trance's house, but this time the gates are wide open, weeds growing through the bars. The garden is unkempt, some windows appear to have been smashed by vandals but the most worrying of all is spray paint above the doorway 'Come on in' it reads, one of the oaken doors lying bent and broken.
Trisha and her crew get out of the car and look around the wasted landscape, an uneasy silence enveloping the party. Tentatively they venture into the complex, the inside of the house lies in ruins, a dismantled Harley Davidson lays in pieces on the floor, but in red an arrow points towards what used to be the kitchen. The crew follow and are stopped in their tracks by an old VHS player and television set, the likes of which you once came across in high school. On the cracked and dirty kitchen counter is a cassette tape, it reads "PLAY ME" and Trisha picks it up warily, turning it this way and that before sliding it into the tape machine and hitting play.
A grainy image fills the television and Jacob Trance's voice can be heard.
Jacob: You came to me willingly, and I welcomed you with open arms... But there are still some things you must learn.
The camera pans back and Jacob can be seen holding a swinging bulb by the electrical cord to his face, a hooded figure sitting in what appears to have been his kitchen. Trisha gasps, other figures can be seen just out of camera shot, babbling, some large, some small.
Jacob: I am your father, master, and brother all rolled into one. I will not abandon you like your so called friend. I won't tell you the road is closed, that there's no room at the inn. I need full loyalty though... Loyalty that occasionally needs to be tested.
Jacob's hand searches the kitchen counter, falling upon a screw driver.
Jacob: Eli! Come to me...
A large figure venture into the light.
Eli: Yes father?
Jacob places the screwdriver in Eli's hand and smiles.
Jacob: You know what you must do my child... YOU KNOW!
Eli nods and places a hand on the counter, screwdriver poised in the other. With no word, no scream of pain, he rams it into his hand, pinning it to the table. The man shivers a little, looking at Trance for approval who claps him on the shoulder, gently removing the screwdriver.
Jacob: Well done brother Eli, and although you couldn't see it... That hood you wear symbolises that we have yet... To open your eyes.
Jacob hauls back and punches the hooded, prone figure twice in the side of the head.
Jacob: Pain is only temporary, but I... I am forever! I AM EVERLASTING...
Jacob backs up, his head cocking to one side.
Jacob: Eli, finish my work... We must leave this place before the unbelievers breach our walls...
Jacob walks out of camera shot, but not without removing the prisoners hood, however his identity is masked as Eli steps in between, an almost angelic smile on his face as he clutches at his bleeding hand.
The tape returns to static and we see the drained white faces of the camera crew, Trisha bolts outside and vomits amongst glass and weeds. She waves a hand, telling them to cut and the feed dies, returning to a stunned RIOT arena.
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