The show comes back from commercial and the ring can be seen full of weapons, piled high into a mound, roughly the height of the top rope, folded chair, open chairs, ladders, kendo sticks, a couple of baseball bats, 2 sets of steel steps, and carefully balanced atop of the pile, sat on a delicately balanced steel chair is Parker Stevens, microphone in hand, shouting back and forth at some of the audience in the front row, until he realizes the show is back live on air.

Parker: Finally we are back, my ass was getting numb...Now, what was I just telling these inbreds in the front row, ah yes....rookies man, friggin' rookies, if it isn't Scoot Watts, it's Skull F*ck Face #1,3,6,3 & 9.

Parker: A word of advice kids, when you look on the OCW official website, and you see orange name, remember this, those orange names have been busting heads for more years than you probably have wins in your entire career, so when you seen an orange name, be polite, bow your head, open your man bag, and hand them your lunch as they might be hungry.

Parker: Now, onto business......Kwan Watts......

He holds his arms out wide either side of him.

Parker: Welcome...to Snake Mountain.

Parker: The hopes and dreams of many a rookie is buried under here, if you look deep enough, you'll probably find Trash Spider's career here somewhere.

He pretends to rummage around underneath him.

Parker: You think you made a wise move choking me last week, you think you showed grit, you think you showed the world you got balls?

Parker: All you showed me was how desperate you were..What kind of a man agrees to a match that he has no idea what it is? That shows me you're either extremely confident, or desperate and stupid..and I know which way I'm leaning skittles.

Parker: I get it though man, I get it, you come into a new place, and you see the bright lights, the banner, the Hall of Famers, and you think 'I could be the one'....'It could be me'...You could be the one that scalps a big name, and BOOM..instant recognition..but here's the thing sugar puff, I'm not the meal ticket you want, you try to eat this lunch, and this lunch will choke you.

Parker: Now, I'm not a complete ape, so I will elaborate on the Dead Man's Hand.

He slowly leaves the chair and clambers down and stands in a corner of the ring.

Parker: It's simple, I stand out there.

He points outside the ring.

Parker: You stand on the opposite side.

He points across and outside of the ring infront of the announcers table.

Parker: Weapons are piled in the ring like so.

He points at 'Snake Mountain'.

Parker: Ding...ding...ding...the ref rings the bell.

Parker: And you better move quick Kwan Watts...quick like a cat, because if I get to the weapons before you, it's lights out...lights out so fast you'll be asleep before it goes dark!!

Parker: Catch me in a good mood, and I'll beat ya bloody......catch me in a bad mood, and I'll beat ya into a coma.

He holds the mix away from him and turns it sideways.

Parker: SKELETOR .....OUT!

He drops the mic which hits the mat with a thud as turns and leaves the ring.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Welp he dead!
	Scoot Scoot Can't be stopped Gorilla suit and all!

Mugen enters the ring and sits on the mahogany desk situated in the middle of the ring. Oddly enough, there is only one chair at the desk.

Mugen: Ladies and Gentlemen. In my OCW, I like to be fair because I care and I have told all the boys in the back that if they need anything, please do not hesitate to ask. It's likely I will accommodate or.............I might just throw a potted plant in your face. It's really a 50/50 shot.

Mugen is laughing at his own joke but nobody is really reacting so Mugen straightens his jacket and continues.

Mugen: Anyhoot, I had two gentlemen request that their contract signing be made public so please, let me stop talking and introduce you to the first person, Leonheart.

Mugen is sat down, with his legs resting on top of the contract signing table. Leonheart looks for a seat but realises that there is only one chair out in the ring and Mugen is sitting on it.

Leonheart: "I guess I will go get my own chair."

Leonheart is about to go out the ring but Mugen shouts to Leon.

Mugen: "Stop... Dummy!"

Leonheart stops at the rope but has his back turned to Mugen.

Mugen: "Did I tell you that you could get a chair? No I didn't. You don't get to sit down, this isn't the handout era no more."

Mugen: "So you can come back to the table and stand there looking like an idiot."

Leonheart turns around and just starts laughing.

Leonheart: "It's great isn't it? Having all that power?"

Mugen: "Uhhh duh."

Leonheart: "I had that power TWICE. I thought I was invincible but it made me weak. I would say something else but after all these years, karma catches up with you and I guess turnabout is fair play."

Mugen: "It might have made you weak but I am not you Leon. I'm not a prissy little pawn in the chess game of life."

Leonheart: "Yeah that's something I would have said."

Mugen: "JUST STOP! . Let's get your opponent o...

Mugen is cut off. As The Camera Pans to the ramp!

The Monster circles the ring staring at Leon.

Mugen: "I'm not sure I liked you cutting me off mid-sentence."

The Monster: "I'm sorry, did I give you the impression that I cared....?"

The Monster turns around, scanning the crowd, the expression a mixture of distress and anger.

The Monster: "Did I give any of you the impression that I cared? Has a single person ever left this arena thinking that I gave a single damn what anyone thinks about me? Anyone? Hands? Anyone think that?"

Still scanning the crowd, he stops for a moment and reaches his conclusion.

The Monster: "I didn't think so. This match isn't about proving who I am in comparison to Cody Storm. This match isn't about avenging any loss or proving that I can win to you all. This match is about taking that little head start Mr. McGee gave me and putting Leonheart in the ground for good ol' time's sake. Leon you want to know the stipulations I decided to pick for our match?"

Mugen: "About that, I don't think you guys get that I run the show now and like I said before. This isn't the handout era. I make the matches, I call the shots, I rock all the spots. Neither of you MATTER."

The Monster climbs up onto the apron to stare Mugen dead in the eyes.

Mugen: "I have the contracts here and as far as the three stages of hell match? You got it but I am making the matches. The first match will be a FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE, ANYTHING GOES MATCH!"

The Monster: "I don't think s......"

Mugen returns the earlier impoliteness from The Monster.

Mugen: "Shut up Dummy."

The crowd break out a Leonheart chant.

Mugen: "Really? Chant for him? Is this 2000 whatever again?"

Leonheart: "Why don't you do us all a favour and just get lost and leave this between me and him?"

Leon points to the monster.

Leonheart: "Besides, don't you have match to get ready for yourself this Sunday?"

Mugen puts his middle finger up at Leon.

Mugen: "The second match will be a STEEL CAGE..."

The monster is starting to become really agitated.

Mugen: "The third match if we need it, will be a TABLES, LADDERS and CHAIRS MATCH!"

The crowd actually cheer for the match types.

Mugen: "Here are the contracts, sign away and please sign the disclaimer at the bottom. I am not being sued if one of you end up dying come Sunday."

The Monster: "It's not a question of if...."

The Monster is about to sign when Leon interrupts.

Leonheart: "Before you sign Cody."

The Monster: "Who?"

Leonheart: "I have already beaten you once and I didn't have to give you this match."

Mugen: "You are the one that asked for this match type, are you really that DUMB?"

Leonheart: "I know I did but if we are going to put our lives on the line then it's not going to be for nothing."

The Monster: "What the hell are you talking about Leon?"

Leonheart: "I am giving you a rematch against me in one of the most brutal matches ever. I will only sign this contract under one condition."

Leonheart: "I will give you another shot at beating me but if you lose again. THEN THE MONSTER IS HISTORY...

The Monster is about to lose it. the fans are loving this. The Cody Storm chants now breakout.

Leonheart: "You have to take of that mask and you need to go back to being the man that you hate the most. That man is Cody Storm."

Leonheart grabs the monster's contract and throws his along with the monster's back to Mugen.

Leonheart: "So if you can add that on for me if you will please boss man."

Mugen: "Why would I do that?"

Leonheart: "You don't have too but you want to see this match right? You want to see me and Cody kill ourselves? Do you really care what happens after the match?"

Mugen thinks for a moment as he stares off into the abyss of the crowd

Mugen: "Yeah you right. I couldn't care for either of you. Kill each other guys"

Mugen edits the contracts up and passes them back. Leonheart is very quick to sign. He passes it back to Mugen. The Monster just stares at Leon.

Leonheart: "What do you say Cody?"

The Monster's eyes narrow behind his mask as he steps over the ring ropes and strides towards Leon. He kicks Mugen's chair towards Leon to preoccupy him. Mugen makes no move to interfere, instead rolling out of the ring, enjoying wherever it is that this may be going. Leon, caught off guard by the chair, doesn't even know what's happening........

The Monster stands still over Leonheart for a moment, before pushing Leon over onto his back with a foot to the gut. He bends over and uses his finger to dab at the blood forming at the corner of Leon's mouth. He goes back to his portion of the contract and signs away, tossing it out of the ring in the direction of our acting C.E.O.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	AN EMPHATIC MESSAGE SENT!!!
	This Sunday its going to be an all out war!

Savage U vs Rhyme Time

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Good heavens!
	Thats gonna sting!

Drake: Knock knock!!!!

The Durable Dragon, Drake Dauer, comes into a hospital room bearing balloons and cards alike. Who is he bringing these to? Why, none other than the People’s Guy, Jookie Marley, of course. Jookie, though, isn’t in the greatest shape at the moment. He’s currently in a full body cast that’s completely covering him from head to toe, save for his nose for breathing purposes of course. Seeing his friend in such dire state, Drake immediately drops everything and starts pounding away Jookie’s cast in rage.

Drake: I can’t believe this! That stupid Elijah left you broken! You look pathetic! You look like a shell of the man you once were! You look-

Dauer is interrupted by Jookie writhing in pain underneath him. The Dreaded Wonder starts shaking around in apparent fury, though the body cast allows it to result in nothing much more than a wobble.

Wanting to hear his friend’s voice again after so long, Drake pulls out a knife from his pockets and cuts open a hole for Jookie to speak to him through.

Jookie: What the hell is wrong with you neighbor?!? You don’t visit a man for weeks, and then you come finally just to start beating up on a dead man!?! I oughta kill you myself, forget the mandingo motherf*cker!!

Drake backs away in terror after hearing the rage of Marley.

Drake: I swear I wanted to visit you Jookie! I was just getting ready for my match with Elijah, and when I’m not doing that, I have to spend time with my wife Dana. She still gets really paranoid about the whole ‘Double D’s to the face’ thing and-

Jookie: Neighbor I don’t care! Did you bring a blunt?!? These stupid hospital mothaf*ckas don’t even treat their patients to the Good Herb.

Drake: Huh? I mean, yeah I’ve got one some marijuana on me but-

Jookie: Shut the hell up and light me up boy!!

Drake decides to do as he’s told before he angers OCW’s resident Jamaican any further. Pulling a blunt out of his pocket, he proceeds to feed it to Jookie through the small hole he made for his mouth and lighting it for him.

Jookie takes a puff.

Jookie then immediately begins wobbling back and forth in rage again.

Jookie: This is that stupid medical marijuana you be doin’! Get this crap outta my face, I thought I told you to quit it with this lame sh*t!

Drake: Well yeah, but Elijah made it so I wasn’t able to meet your connect! And I’m too afraid to go looking for my own, I’ve never been anywhere that’s so……..urban.

Jookie: URBAN?!? BOY, get the hell outta here, and don’t come back until you either beat the mandingo off of that Elijah motherf*cker or you find me some quality herb!!!

Drake runs out the door screaming “I LOVE YOU JOOKIE, I’M SORRY!”

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Daww
	Mad Romantic , B!

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