We return to Riot from commercial break to the echoing sound of whistling in the arena's boiler room, the dimly lit atmosphere accompanied with the oddly paced drips and drops of a leaking pipe make for a most unnerving scene. Upon further inspection the viewer may determine that the jaunty tune being whistled is none other than "Singin' in the Rain", the culprit, none other than the purveyor of ultraviolience himself Bedlam sitting on a makeshift Iron Throne composed of a toilet and janitorial tools.

At his side, as always his Droogs, Igor and Stein wrestling in a kiddie pool filled with what we can only pray was chocolate pudding. This harmonic atmosphere would be interrupted, however, by the sound of a violent rumbling as something made its way down the trash shoot and into the dumpster.

A brown sack of some sort. Bedlam raises a brow and flattens his pencil thin mustache with an outstretched middle and pointer finger. The Igor pauses from his attempt to drown Stein, then looks to his master, bubbles violently rising from the spot where Stein was being held down. He nods and Igor moves to investigate.

Sticky dwarves palms rummage through a weeks worth of stadium waste to retrieve the newest arrival. He presents it to Bedlam, who opens it and dumps out its contents--nearly three dozen oranges and a loose leaf of paper. Bedlam examines the note.

Bedlam: Well-y well-y well-y what do we have here? BANANNAS!

Igor does a celebratory jig to commemorate this joyous occasion. Bedlam proceeds to read the note.

NOTE: RIP IT OFF.

Bedlam: Well I can do that…

The scene fades out to the sound of drips and drops and the sound of Bedlam and one Droog's malicious laughter.

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	How the hell did he get in there?
	I have no idea but I love it!

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 The camera turns to Drago Cesar, outfitted with his classic attire and Johnny Law standing next to him, holding one hand on his abdomen, looking slightly hurt.

Johnny Law: Took you a while to snap out of it.

Drago looks at the attire he's wearing, and tightens his gloves.

Drago Cesar: Johnny I thought that the Jesus was trying to elevate me to new height. But now I see he only care for himself and want to see me fail. But I will make him pay.

Johnny Law: Summercide is the perfect opportunity to regain what you have lost, Drago: your identity. Show all these people that you are still the best damn hunter this place has ever seen!

Drago turns and looks at the camera.

Drago Cesar: The Jesus, I accept your challenge at the Summercide. I cannot wait until I show you why trying to change me was VERY bad idea! Johnny, Drago is back, ready to kick it the ass! I'll see you later, the Jesus!

Drago and Johnny begin to walk off when suddenly, Drago comes back into the view of the camera.

Drago Cesar: Oh, I'm forgot. My name is DRAGO, you foolish street scumbag idiot jerk. D-R-A-G-O. Not Daryl, not Debeers, and not whatever you keep coming up with. AND I'M NOT RUSSIAN, YOU PR-PRE, Johnny, how you say?

(offscreen)Johnny Law: Prejudiced?

Drago Cesar: Prejuiced RACIST.

Johnny Law: When you kick his ass, let me get a piece of him too. I owe that bastard something after that spear he gave me. 

Drago Cesar: No problem, Mr. Law.

Drago removes something from his vest pocket and reveals his signature net. He waves it in front of the camera.

Drago Cesar: This has your name ALL over it, The Jesus. 

The camera turns to Drago Cesar, outfitted with his classic attire and Johnny Law standing next to him, holding one hand on his abdomen, looking slightly hurt.

Johnny Law: Took you a while to snap out of it.

Drago looks at the attire he's wearing, and tightens his gloves.

Drago Cesar: Johnny I thought that the Jesus was trying to elevate me to new height. But now I see he only care for himself and want to see me fail. But I will make him pay.

Johnny Law: Summercide is the perfect opportunity to regain what you have lost, Drago: your identity. Show all these people that you are still the best damn hunter this place has ever seen!

Drago turns and looks at the camera.

Drago Cesar: The Jesus, I accept your challenge at the Summercide. I cannot wait until I show you why trying to change me was VERY bad idea! Johnny, Drago is back, ready to kick it the ass! I'll see you later, the Jesus!

Drago and Johnny begin to walk off when suddenly, Drago comes back into the view of the camera.

Drago Cesar: Oh, I'm forgot. My name is DRAGO, you foolish street scumbag idiot jerk. D-R-A-G-O. Not Daryl, not Debeers, and not whatever you keep coming up with. AND I'M NOT RUSSIAN, YOU PR-PRE, Johnny, how you say?

(offscreen)Johnny Law: Prejudiced?

Drago Cesar: Prejuiced RACIST.

(offscreen)Johnny Law: When you kick his ass, let me get a piece of him too. I owe that bastard something after that spear he gave me. 

Drago Cesar: No problem, Mr. Law.

Drago removes something from his vest pocket and reveals his signature net. He waves it in front of the camera.

Drago Cesar: This has your name ALL over it, The Jesus. 

Drago walks away as the segment ends

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Bombshells

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The scene opens up backstage where the Lord Of The Lariat Mugen is spotted playing a demo of the soon to be released OCW 2K15 video game on a small flat screen monitor provided by the game's publisher. He is overly excited as we can see Mugen playing as himself against his Summercide opponent the North American Champion Buffness.

Mugen: Take that suplex you title stealing asshole!

His tag team partner, the Eternal EX Division Champ Matsuda comes into view of the camera to check out the commotion.

Matsuda: Graphics are not bad. I can actually see your slanty eyes.

Mugen: Speak for yourself fool, you are ringside in this match.

Matsuda leans over to take a closer look and sees his virtual self ringside in the match

Matsuda: Well would you look at that, they captured me in all my glory perfectly. 

Matsuda takes the controller from Mugen and moves e-Mugen towards e-Matsuda. 

Matsuda: Yea I do look pretty awesome

Mugen: Hey you selfish bastard. Give me back the controller.

Matsuda pulls the controller away from Mugen and continues to stare at himself. 

Mugen: HEY you are gonna make me lose by count out!

Matsuda: Shush.

Matsuda starts walking away with the controller. Mugen chases after him but before anything can be done the bell in the game rings for a count out. A virtual Buffness is seen on the screen celebrating a victory with the North American Championship.

Mugen: NO! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?! I LOST!

Matsuda: It's just a stupid video game. Calm down

Mugen: JUST A VIDEO GAME?! JEEEEEESUS ARE YOU BLIND?! THIS IS NOT JUST A GAME. ITS A MATTER OF LIFE AND DEATH.

Matsuda: Jeez calm down buddy.

Mugen: NO! I WILL NOT CALM DOWN! I WILL NO LONGER LOSE TO BUFFNESS IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM!

Mugen grabs the monitor that was used to play the game and rips all the cords out from the back. He teases hitting his tag team partner with the monitor but instead throws it into a wall. Mugen actually lodges the monitor through the unusually flimsy wall. He then kicks the lodged monitor into more pieces. 

Mugen: NEVER LOSING AGAIN! IM GONNA KILLLLLL HIMMMMM!!!!

Mugen storms out of sight from the camera as we can hear Matsuda laughing off screen.