We cut backstage to the locker room of the only tag team in OCW consisting of actual champions, the Strong Style Daigaku, however, they don't appear to be up to their usual shenanigans, a more somber mood is in the air as Matsuda tries to hide the fact that he had just suffered a savage beating at the hands of Father Trance's family last week. 

Resting on the couch is our Eternal Ex Division Champion, with a bag of ice resting on his neck seemingly pondering his next move. Enter the Lord of the Lariat Mugen with NA Title in hand and his trademark goofy grin across his face.

Mugen: What's up classmate?! Are you ready to kick ass tonight?!

Matsuda: Mugen...

Mugen: I can't wait to get my hands on those pretenders if anyone is going to be tag team champs it should be us--ALL GOLD EVERYTHING!

Matsuda: Yeah but Mugen...

Mugen: I mean how dare they, don't they remember getting their asses kicked just a few weeks ago--

Matsuda: MUGEN WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU LAST WEAK WHEN I WAS GETTING DESTROYED BY THE FAMILY?! Huh?!

There is an awkward moment of silence, you can cut the tension with a knife.

Mugen: Suda, you have to believe me I would have helped if I knew…

Matsuda: Pato would have helped me. Illuminati would have helped me. Dimsmore damn sure would have helped me. Hell, even that golden turd Dupree would have helped me in this situation. If we're such a good team, "classmate", then where the hell were you?

Mugen: Bro you told me to get the car because you were going to job out the champion faster than I did. Remember?

Matsuda: Something about getting squashed by a prophetic whale through two tables tends to make you forget.

Mugen: Look man, you need to look at what's in front of us. We've got Blacklist tonight in our biggest match yet. I need you focused and in full head caving mode. Can you do that for me?

Matsuda: I guess.

Mugen: Good, now turn to the camera and inform the Blacklist of what's coming there way!

Matsuda: Blacklist, when we're done with you you're going to be peeing Blackpiss. 

Mugen: BOW TO YOUR SENPAIS.

Mugen shoves the camera and the scene fades.

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*The camera fading into the back as Marvelous Austin Lee is making his way through the arena towards the locker rooms. Pulling his vaporizer out of his pocket taking a hit as he stops next to the private dressing room of Smythe D’ Wonder.*

Marvelous Austin Lee: Well would be a shame to let all of this go to waste since he might not make it tonight. #Good guy Austin Lee strikes again!!!! 

*Marvelous Austin Lee reaches out pulling the door open...only for another hand to reach out, slamming the door back shut.*

Marvelous Austin Lee: #WHAT THE…. 

*The camera panning around to reveal Raze standing next to Marvelous Austin Lee.*

Raze: So..last time I checked, its rude and dickish to trespass...so yeah, I guess I could definitely expect that out of you. 

Marvelous Austin Lee: Ever heard of just saying hello Thirst?*Laughing as he opens the door again and walking inside.* Gonna have to work on your people skills but you are the man I was looking for, step into my office. 

Raze: Cut the s&*t, what do you want?

Marvelous Austin Lee: It’s almost like stepping into a time machine.

*The camera panning around revealing the entire private dressing room of Smythe D’ Wonder, merchandise, posters from the golden era along the walls and family portraits of the Bloodline.*

Marvelous Austin Lee: *Shaking his head as he throws his bag into the room and jumping onto the couch putting his feet up as he looks over at Raze.* You see me and you aren’t so different. Well, other then you being a lot bigger than me and me having a bigger brain… 

Marvelous Austin Lee pulling his vaporizer out taking another hit blowing the cloud at Raze.* But we both hate Hollywood… 

Raze: You might want to think about the words coming out of your mouth if you're trying to propose something because frankly, if there the wrong ones, you're going to have a very big body cast. Then you can hash tag about that all you want. 

Marvelous Austin Lee: #Thirst you with me? Don’t get loss in the golden days my friend we need to focus on Hollywood. Which leads me to this… *Taking another hit of his vaporizer.* The word going around that AC is burnt out, which if you think of it is ironic but anyways, so it would just be me and you tonight. 

Raze: Wow that's a good one, you think me dominating you would be a match. I believe the correct term for that is a beating.

Marvelous Austin Lee: Which is all fine by me and im sure its fine with you as the thirst is real brother!! *Jumping up over the couch as Raze moves towards him.* Woah easy now big fella hear me out, I don’t see the need for us to go out there and beat each other up when Hollywood gets to just sets back and watches. 

Marvelous Austin Lee: So how about tonight you go out there and call Hollywood out as I sit back here and enjoy this trip to the Golden Era.

Raze stands with a uncertain stare towards Austin

Raze: I don't trust you and I don't trust Hollywood. However, I'll turn down my douche radar for you ever so slightly so we can rid OCW of this flaker, but then, you go right back to being on my radar.

Raze: And if you try anything...well, it's better you don't.

Raze steps out of the room, shaking his head, uncertain about the decision that he just made.

Meanwhile, the camera spins around and shows Austin Lee, not on his cell phone, speaking to someone.

Marvelous Austin Lee: It's all done, it's all ready...

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The camera fades in on the outside of the bathroom stall where Drago knocked out the brony. The door swings open to reveal Drago is now wearing a pony outfit.

Johnny Law: You're dressing as a brony?????

Drago Cesar: Chillax, Johnny. Is strategy.

Drago closes the stall door behind him and opens the door to the magical world of PAX. Several different cosplayers and socially awkward people pass him by as he gazes in wonder. He snaps out of his stupefied state and looks around for something. He's stopped when Johnny shouts at him through his headset.

Johnny Law: THERE'S THE SON OF A BITCH!

Drago spots his target: A man wearing a baby blue pony suit, although his face can be clearly seen. He sets out for him, but stops himself.

Drago Cesar: Wait, Johnny. I need to take care of some of the business.

Drago turns to his right and notices a booth with a sign called "Furry World Order" with one very skinny man with curly hair, and an obese man sitting behind it. Drago walks up to the booth and the men greet him. One of them starts to speak to him, and clearly has a hard time doing so.

The Skinny Man: Hi........you should..........sign..........our petition..........so.........that.........we can be..........recognized.......

The obese man steps in the conversation, talking in a nasally voice.

The Obese Man: If you could just *snort* sign the paper *snort* and support us, *snort*, then that would be *snort* appreciated.

The obese man picks up a stapler, and then drops it. Drago picks it up.

The Obese Man: *snort* uh, I believe you have my stapler.

Drago takes the stapler and tosses it away.

The 2nd obese man hands Drago a pen and it looks as if he's about to sign the piece of paper, but then he stops.

Drago Cesar: You people make these animals look like idiots, and turn them into your own disGUSTING fantasy....

Drago throws the pen away and tears the paper into several pieces, prompting the obese men to get up from their seats. Drago quickly takes both their heads and slams them together, knocking them both out. Drago sighs.

Drago Cesar: Хоолиганс. (Hooligans.)

Drago then is stopped by some bronies/furries who look very displeased.

Random Brony: Hey, you can't just do that man!

Drago Cesar: Yes I can!

Drago then throws one at a nearby table, while two bronies start charging at him from opposite directions. As they get closer, Drago ducks and the two bronies collide into each other. Drago spots another charging at him and quickly throws his net at the furry's face, which causes him to scream in agony. A group of three bronies are running towards him from a few yards away, so he reaches in his pocket for a tear gas grenade and tosses it at them, which causes them to start coughing and choking on the gas. Drago notices that everyone is alarmed at this point, so he makes a break for it.

Drago Cesar: Johnny, where is the target?

Johnny Law: He just went out the side entrance for a smoke break, now's your only chance!

Drago looks around for an exit of some sort. He notices a window in the far corner and checks his holster for his rappel gun. He sprints toward the window, and jumps through it, shattering the glass. In fantabuloso slow motion, Drago turns around and fires his rappel gun at the roof, and he puts it back in his holster. Drago lands on the buliding and starts walking down. As soon as he lands, he notices the target smoking from a distance. Drago carefully sneaks up behind him, and taps him on the shoulder. As soon as the man turns around, he is met with a vicious clothesline that knocks his pony helmet clean off. Drago doesn't stop there, he starts sending a series of right hooks to his head with authority.

Target: AHHHH, WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS? WHO ARE YOU???

Drago stands up.

Drago Cesar: My name is Cesar. Drago Cesar.

Johnny Law starts yelling through Drago's headset.

Johnny Law: All right, that's enough! Get him back to the car, I know just what to do with him.

Drago carries his lifeless body into the car and starts driving off as the scene fades to black.