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It’s a good thing that “He with the Iron Knee” doesn’t do social media. Meaning you won’t see him re-tweeting some overused meme of the 45th president doing a lariat.
Tiberius Octavian Dupree, OCW Light Heavyweight Champion does not like your face, so why in Kneesus Christ would he care for your Facebook?
In other words, he hasn’t seen the social media explosion this week after the attacks on the OCW Women’s Champion Sophia, the disgusting illegitimate child of Nate Ortiz and his equally disgusting wife Tiffany on Black Sunday.
Yet at every turn he’s been interrogated, harassed and conspired against more than any summer that has come before.
So when Stacey Clark tries to stop him with an arsenal of questions he tries his best to avoid her. But in doing so he runs directly into Jim Black, who he likes even less. The charismatically inept interviewer corners him between catering and gorilla.
Jim Black: Everyone wants to know why you attacked Sophia and Tiffany-Ortiz Sensation on Black Sunday? Literally the whole world wants to know?!
BETTERNESS: Go away, I got a Pube to pluck.
Jim Black: Who’s the girl that’s with you, is it your former manager Madeline Osiris or is it Odessa Ebony, your former financial advisor? Give me something Dupree?!
Tibby stares a hole through Jim’s poor soul. He then gives a heavy sigh and snatches the mic shoving Jim to the side now staring directly into the hard camera.
BETTERNESS: Stupid...stupid Old Man, if I wanted to break you I’d do it to your face twice over!
BETTERNESS: If I wanted to have your wife and any of your disgusting bastard children hurt I damn sure wouldn’t get my hands dirty doing so on live freaking television!
BETTERNESS: And all you plebs just following suit, believing every word that spews out this Golden Geezer's face...you all should be erased from the freaking multiverse….twice over.
He pokes the camera like it’s the grief ridden chest of Nate Ortiz.
BETTERNESS: I KNEED nothing from you Nathanial, nothing at all. I don’t KNEED you to suffer, I don’t KNEED your family to suffer. Because quite frankly none of you are worth the time nor effort.
BETTERNESS: This Sophie...Sonia, whatever her name is- I could care less about, obviously. And that meal ticket you call a wife deserves way worse than what she actually got, meaning if it was me she’d be buried with your own goddamn shovel!
Tibby visibly calms himself, Jim Black can be seen looking over his shoulder.
BETTERNESS: I own the Summer, what do I have to do for you all to freaking understand this?!
BETTERNESS:
This is just another attempt to take attention from that.
BETTERNESS:
I wouldn’t be surprised if this was just all massive conspiracy to put Nate in the spotlight once again, which it undoubtedly has.
Thinking emoji.
BETTERNESS: Paint me as the villain while Nate’s the grizzled hero avenging his hurt love ones. Am I right? Of course I am, so while Nate tries to dose the Human Heatwave with false accusations, I’ll be proving why I am Mr. Summercide tonight against a man who also has your number Nate.
BETTERNESS: Speaking of such, Paul Pugh. I know you may have to put in your hearing aid and get your glasses to take all this in...but listen and listen closely. This is it between us...I mean freaking SERIOUSLY, I’m sick of your face. Tonight this ends once and for all….
BETTERNESS: The OCW Light Heavyweight Championship belongs to me now, so you can go ahead a just call it quits, there is nothing left for you here ol’ chap. It’s time for you to compete for the Senior Citizen Championship at the nursing home of your caretaker’s choosing.
BETTERNESS: It’s been great….actually it hasn’t but either way it’s over tonight!
He turns around and shoves the mic through Jim’s chest, you hear the thud as the camera fades.
The camera pans to the announce team.
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The list of suspects grows ever wider! |
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Settledown Matlock! |

Betty Ford
vs
Heather Angelo & Holly Hunter
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WOAH! |
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YEEEZUZ |
We turn to the backstage hallway, where we can see a cameraman speed walking over to Drago and Bubba, who are busy dealing with another faulty vending machine.
Cameraman: Drago, how do you feel about the statements made earlier tonight by Dennis Black? He doesn't seem intent on defending either of his Turmoil championships against you, instead opting to simply challenge for your World Heavyweight Championship.
Drago turns around and looks at the cameraman.
Drago: He can go ahead and challenge for this if he want. No matter what Sensation say, he can try to take this anytime he want. If he think I haven't earn right to be where I am?
Drago: Look at my resume. King of OCW. S Cup. Two time North American Champion. Two time World Heavyweight Champion. If he think I'm don't deserve anything, he delusional!
Drago: He trying to take all championship of OCW so he can call himself real king. I'm think he got over this back when Sensation gave me choice of Vengeance or Glory, but it seem that Glory is only thing on Dennis mind right now. That and.....I'm guess never having baby.
Drago: Bottom line is this. He want it, he can come ge-
Drago groans and clutches his head. He closes his eyes, his face tensing up. He opens his eyes back up and wipes his face with his hand.
Cameraman: A-Are you ok?
Drago: Yeah......I'm think so.
Drago shakes off the cobwebs as we fade to black.
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Hmmm |
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Hmmm |

Cort Marshall vs El Segador
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Signed and sealed! |
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Indeed! |
The scene starts with Seb Abbott standing next to Jim Black in the backstage area.
JB: Seb at Black Sunday you managed to get your job back by beating Gentleman Jack, how does it feel to be back?
Seb: It feels bloody great, I beat the guy who beat Tiberius Dupree or claims to have beaten him.
JB: What do you have planned next?
Seb: Not sure mate, I might just steal a shot at the International champion seeing as I am International and all that jazz.
Jim looked to the camera guy who was giving the go ahead to wrap up.
JB: You had a shot at the Hardcore championship and failed what makes you think Mr Ding will want to hand you another shot?
Seb: I said I might steal a shot, besides I'm sure Ding has to fight Tobin Frost for the umpteenth time. Anyway I have no ideas what I've got planned other than paying Jack a visit in the hospital, but only to gloat how Rev Inc went one and O before Jackson's unfortunate exit in the main event.
JB: What about Sophia's match?
Seb: I didn't hear the bell ring to start it sooo it doesn't count.
JB: Ok then, well now that's all the time we have. Thank you for your time good luck with whatever you have planned. I'm Jim Black back to Al and Charles at commentary..
The scene fades out to the announce team who jump into the next segment....
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Hahah |
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What a nutter! |
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