To say Tiberius Octavian Dupree, Your Beloved Kneesus Christ has had a bad week would be the understatement of the year. The disgusting Paste Face Lite, Kassidy Hayes has stolen his most prized possession, his hair.

Having to wear a hat while searching the entire east coast for a replacement of equal or better Betterness was exhausting. He had one option left, World Wig Enterprises. They were like the Walmart for high priced hair accessories.

Dupree hated World Wig Enterprises with a passion. It was so impersonal, everything was behind glass, all the hair was synthetic and he couldn’t touch or smell anything. He looked around cautiously making sure TMZ wasn’t lurking around the corner.

Tibby sits down at one of the high tech terminals after a few annoying advertisements he logs in. It scans his face and upper body with the latest in imaging technology. He lowers the lid of his Kneesus Christ cap as he waits at the loading screen….

After shutting down the terminal with an open palm to the cancel button Tibby gets up from his seat in a fury.

Dupree: THIS PLACE IS A BLACK HOLE FOR BEAUTY. YOU’RE ALL UGLY !!!

Triggered Tibby storms out of World Wig Enterprises, Nathan Carter pulls up in a pink El Dorado and the speed off as the camera fades.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	This is the darkest timeline!
	I have to agree!

The Xtron Flickers On!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	YASSSSSS QUEEEEEN!!!!
	HYPE!!!

The camera fades into the ring, Jim Black stands in the center of the ring microphone in hand. The camera pans in close to Jim as he begins.

JIM BLACK: Ladies and Gentlemen, you know, I was watching Riot a few weeks ago and I just so happened to tune in to the Clark Effect.

JIM BLACK: And boy, what an awful show that was. You know, I don't even have any idea who was on the show... some rookie I think?

JIM BLACK: But fear not! Jim Black has your back.

Jim pauses to himself to chuckle at the rhyme he just made, probably anticipating a Pulitzer Prize for it later in the year.

JIM BLACK: That's right Jim Black, is breaking into the Interview Show Game, and I would like to welcome you all, to the...

Pyro bursts above his head as a banner drops above his head, reading the title of the show, which he announces to be...

JIM BLACK: CONVERSATION STREET! And our first guests will be the self proclaimed Killer Queen of the OCW Women SOPHIA!

Sophia's music hits as she walks down the ramp, playing to the crowd as they cheer. She slides into the ring and greets Jim Black.

JIM BLACK: And the woman who will be standing across from her tonight and this Sunday, the woman who is the self proclaimed Queen Killer, BERTHA STIGGLITZ!

Bertha's music hits as she stoically marches down the ramp, staring a hole into Sophia. Sophia meets her gaze as she enters the ring.

Jim Black approaches Bertha to ask her a question. Before he can say anything Bertha pushes him down by the face and comes within inches of Sophia.

Looking down on Sophia the two begin exchanging heated words. As things intensify Bertha grabs Sophia by the throat, now bellowing at her in German. Sophia responds by reflex, grabbing onto Bertha’s wrists and shouting obscenities back at her.

Before Bertha can act to lift Sophia to drop her, Sophia wiggles free and flings Bertha onto the middle rope with a drop toe hold.

Sophia points at Bertha and then the ropes, motioning for the 617. However just as she bounces off the ropes Bertha slips out of the ring. Before she can reenter the ring to continue the brawl security storms the ring.

We pan to commercials as security tries to separate the women escort them to the back.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	I can't wait for this match!!!
	Me either!!!

Prince Xander walks out to the ring and after his music quiets down you can hear the crowd constantly booing.

Prince Xander then gestures to the fans with his hands and puts a finger to his mouth shushing them.

Prince Xander then laughs and picks up the microphone and begins to talk..

Prince Xander: So, it's time you peasants. On December 18th I, your PRINCE OF WRESTLING THE ROYALTY OF OCW is going to finally show up the imbecile AC Cobra. I mean have you seen this fool? Coming out to ridiculous hooligan music dressed in attires that I wouldn't let the lowest of low jobber be caught in.

The crowd booes Xander as he disrespects the fan favorite AC Cobra.

Prince Xander: SHUT UP! DO YOU HEAR ME?! Xander yelling in rage then begins to grab at his eye.. Do you know who I am you foul mouthed peasants? I am the man who is going to show you that AC Cobra is nothing but a mere pest. On Devil's Night I am going to do things not many people would expect out of me.

Prince Xander: See, sooner than later you all will realize that I am your Prince that I am going to be the future of this company. So to prove this, I am going to make AC Cobra my very first victim and put him on trial at the Pay-Per-View. But there is one thing, I am the judge, jury, and executioner. So Cobra? Be prepared.

Prince Xander drops the mic and heads out of the ring grinning..

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Looks like we got a fight!
	Gonna be a barn burner!

Camera Pans To The Ramp

Minio stands in the center of the ring as his music begins to fade, continuing to move around, staying loose for his match. Suddenly, inspiration hits The One Man Revolution, as he gestures toward ringside for a microphone. Portions of the crowd groan while the smarks pop. Minio catches the mic, then begins to pace through the ring.

Bobby Minio: I’d like to speak for a moment, as a former member of the Purge.

Bobby Minio: Depending on who you ask, I was a founding member of the Purge, “The Voice” of Mugen’s master opus. If ya ask others, ME for instance… well I was the Purge before Mugen himself had a clue that this is what he wanted to do.

He turns on his heel to face the hard camera, his head nodding aggressively.

Bobby Minio: That’s right BROTHER, your little ‘Revolution’ to change the face of the OCW? I’m calling GIMMICK INFRINGEMENT.

Bobby Minio: You think just by involving me, I’d somehow overlook that you took an idea I blueprinted, only to make my life a living hell when I decided I wanted off your crazy lariat train?!

Minio begins to shake his head toward the camera, an incredulous look on his face.

Bobby Minio: No friggin way, old buddy. I guess you didn’t know me nearly as well as I always thought… see, I do three things. I talk sh*t, I wrestle, and most importantly, I ALWAYS KEEP MY RECEIPTS. This ain’t the mafia, Mugen, in this business you either concuss a man or you pay him but you don’t leave him around to take you to task. That’s rookie business.

He begins to pace again, his hands swinging around punctuating his sentences.

Bobby Minio: I won’t ever forget what the Purge had done to me, you tried to ruin my career, you tried to ruin my life and it wasn’t until I dragged that big goof Dimsmore around this ring by his greasy rat tail that I got you or your militia of marks off of my damn back!

Bobby Minio: Now right here? It’s gonna be the same thing only a little bit different, so for all of you tape traders keeping track, you can just mark this one down as the “Beat Dimsmore’s Ass (Remix)”... and to you Mugen, it doesn’t matter how many cut-rate nut-huggers you brainwash and doodle on with magic markers, I’m better than-

The sound of Dimsmore’s theme song interrupts the ranting Minio, who curses under the music as he spikes the microphone down onto the mat. He turns to face the ramp as Dimsmore’s lights fire up and his entrance video begins to play.

Dimsmore vs Bobby Minio

The camera pans to the announce team.

	BAW GAWD!
	WOAH!

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