The scene starts off with both Corey and Ricky standing backstage, the pair looked pretty beaten up after their encounter with B-17.
Corey: Sorry man, I wasn't much help out there tonight. Hopefully next week I'll make sure I'm at the top of my game when you take on Tay.
Ragnarath went to speak but a hard thud sent him sprawling to the floor.
Corey: What the hell? We beat you fair and square last week.
Untangling himself from the downed Ragnarath stood Tay Terror a look of unbridled rage flitted across his features. Before Corey had a chance to get into a defensive stance, Tay had hurled himself into Ford knocking him to the ground and began pummelling like no tomorrow. After Corey had lost consciousness Tay moved back to Ragnarath.
Tay: If you thought this was bad... Wait until next week. I can feel the Terror inside of you, your dream has just become a nightmare..
Ragnarath pushed himself to all fours and Tay came through and booted Rags in the guts forcing him to collapse once again.
Tay: Stay down! Just as you thought you would get up and walk away from this, I once again have to remind you what is ahead of you as long as you are face to face with me!
Tay walked off leaving both Corey and Ragnarath laying unconscious or winded on the ground. The scene fades out as the security and stage hands rushed to the aid of the fallen drakes...
The camera pans to the announce team.
Jeez can these guys catch a break! First B17 and now Tay Terror!
These people need TOLMC!
THE XTRON FLICKERS ON
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The camera pans to the announce team.
Well I.
I JUST ORDERED 17!!!!
Molly vs Madison Cox
The camera pans to the announce team.
WHAT A MATCH!
GAMEBALL!
* K.Dangelo and Tobin stand outside when Stacy Clark comes out to talk to newly formed tag team *
Stacy Clark: Hey guys it's kind of cold out here don't you think?
* K.Dangelo stares at her and whispers as Tobin laughs *
Tobin: No she isn't Sophia but still cute.
Naw baby we are alright, hottest new tag team doesn't worry about the weather.
K.Dangelo: Hey Sophia! I know you watching baby! Yes we are the newest baddest tag team but not ABM's just misunderstood and overlooked.
Tobin: But not anymore!
K.Dangelo: We showed at the ppv who are the top dogs, so Bunny and Liger you are on borrowed time.
Tobin: Tonight though, good ole Ding A Ling is gonna get popped! Gonna get hurt! Gonna ........
K.Dangelo: Gonna get hit with the B.P.E BIGGEST POUNCE EVER, Period!
The camera pans to the announce team.
FIRED UP!
That watch at Chill Faktor is gonna be one for the ages!
Trashlek turns a corner in the backstage area, as it scoots forward it is met by a production intern. A smiley face appears on the EYEpad affixed to it.
Trashlek: bzzzz Greetings hooman.
The intern raises an eyebrow at the talking trash can.
Intern: Umm… are you a new piece of production equipment? Some kind of prop?
The smiley face turns into an angry face.
Trashlek: How bzzzz dare you bzzz VIO-LATE VIO-LATE!
Before he confrontation can escalate two more Trashleks turn the corner, one has a mohawk made out of a broom and the other has medium length hair made of a mop and is made of a slightly brown complexion of garbage can.
Kasslek: Fajalek bzzz Fajalek….
Dennylek: REEEEEEEEEEEE....
Trashlek spins around to look at his new companions.
Trashlek: bzzz Hooman you are doomed bzzz I am joined by my bzzz tet!
Trashlek: bzzz TTT over the everything!
Kasslek: bzzz TTT over life and bzzz death!
Dennylek: bzzz I am bzzz ENTITLED to VIO bzzz LATE you!
The intern backs up to put some space between himself and the TTTleks.
The intern seeing that he is outnumbered turns and returns, as the camera fades one thing can be heard.
TTTleks: VIO-LATE VIO-LATE VIO-LATE…
A heavenly voice can then be heard off camera, the voice is that of Tiberius Octavian Dupree.
Dupree: Hurry...this way if you care for your mediocre life!
The intern definitely does and darts towards the Lightheavyweight Champion. As he the intern flees Kasslek immediately pursues him as Dennylek’s explanation engine malfunctions due to the presence of an OCW championship.
Kasslek: bzzzzzz...VIO-LATE VIO-LATE VIO-LATE…
Dupree immediately reacts by grabbing a nearby water bottle and “splashing the H20 on the floor”. A small puddle forms in front of Kasslek, sparks and a loud screeching starts burst from the robot.
Kasslek can’t cross any bodies of water, it’s not in his programming, it does not compute!
Angry Trashlek Sr. stares with evil EYEpad eyes at Dupree from down the hall. The camera then fades with the intern graciously thanking Dupree for extending his timeline.
