The scene starts out inside the Obsidian Tower our humblest of heroes sat staring at a picture that the viewers at home couldn’t see. The doorbell chimed alerting Dennis to the arrival of his guest. He got up and made his way to the room he was meeting them in.
Dennis entered the room ahead of Madison’s man servant who ushered seven of the finest looking Hindu Hoes he had ever seen along with the TV champion Seb Abbott.
Seb: Ah Denny you sent for me? Hopefully these fine beauties here can help you with what you need. Actually you never did say what it was you needed.
Seb walked to Dennis and clapped him on the back, Dennis handed him the photo.
Seb: Ah excellent, I brought the right women for the job then.
He turned to the women who had taken seats at the table.
Seb: Madaad kaam par is bhavishy nivesh ke liye obseediyan raaja.
He placed the photo in front of the ladies who began to scurry about for the parts to make what they were asked.
Dennis: Only words I understood were Obsidian Raaja. Can they do it?
Seb: Of course they can mate, told em if they can’t do it I’m marrying them off to Ed, these ladies don’t like Ed.
The women started nervously clambering about for materials when Seb mentioned Ed.
Seb: Now why are you doing this?
Dennis looked up from the women who were busily bustling around the table singing a soft hymn in their language.
Dennis: Isn’t it obvious? This is the month of lovers.
Seb stared blankly at Dennis.
Dennis: It’s a gift to Madison?
Seb: Did you cheat on her or something?
Dennis: I can’t just give her a gift, just to give it? It’s for Valentines day, something to make her happy.
Seb: Oh! Right. Ah, young love. Well with this gift you can ask her for anything you ever fantasised about.
Dennis went to speak but Seb held up a finger.
Seb: That look you have, you don’t quite understand how much you’ll be rewarded.. By anything...I mean you can even Brock Turner her while she’s asleep next to a dumpster.
He smiled a golden toothed grin, a bit of malice glinted in his eyes. Dennis looked a bit more certain of this now and nodded.
Seb: So let’s give these women some time to put this together. Oi you lot, kar achchha ke liye tatha aap sab hona kuna puraskrt. Asaphal tatha maut.
The ladies looked at their master wide eyed and scared at the mention of the last word, Seb smiled once again grabbed Dennis and led him out of the room.
Seb: So, where do you keep the hard liquor?
Dennis: I don’t drink. Everyone knows I don’t drink. It’s even on my wikipedia.
Seb: I don’t think you have a wikipedia...
Dennis: Oh...well. Can your indi-
Seb: Hindu.
Dennis: Bless you. Anyway, can your ladies whip one up for me? I deserve one, surely.
Seb: We’ll see, we’ll see. Now, about that liquor?
Dennis: She’s a wine drinker.
Seb sighs and looks very dissapointed as the scene comes to a close.
The camera pans to the announce team.
What is he planing!
I don't know but this reminds me of the Temple of Doom!
Ligermask vs Kik Goodwin Gable
The camera pans to the announce team.
Don't say it. I know your gonna say it. Just don't say it!
...............NOBODY ( The Camera fades to the next scene)
The Xtron Is Blaring!
Ragnarath limps down the ramp slapping some fans hand as he passed them sliding under the bottom rope limping to the ropes taking the mic from one of the ringside workers before moving to the middle of the ring looking to the crowd with a smile on his face.
Ragnarath: So I know guys you weren't expecting to see me tonight while I don't have a match I do have something to say been on a bit of a roll since the PPV won both my matches but there has been someone who has taken umbrage to the may I do things.
Walking over to the ropes he leaned on the ropes looking out to the crowd his face getting a serious look on his face.
Ragnarath: Seth Irving seems to have a problem with how I wrestle, he tried to put me on the shelf on Riot two weeks ago, but he didn't get the job done I am still here and won't be changing the way I do things in the ring.
Ragnarath: Now I know you are not here Irving so I expect an answer on Turmoil I want a match with you I don't care what kind of match it is I want you in this ring at the next PPV.
Ragnarath dropped the mic and slid out of the ring as his music played slapping some fans hands as he limped up the ramp and into the back.
The camera pans to the announce team.
The Challenge has been made!
Ricky just wrote a check that his ass cannot cash!
Backstage on Riot, Roxy Rose gathers herself, with interviewer extraordinaire Jim Black waiting in the wings.
Jim: Roxy, you have to know the fans are wondering if you've got it all together after your match with newcomer Rose Tyler last week.
Roxy taps her foot and exhales.
Roxy: Jim... I'll tell it to you straight. Last week you didn't see me before the match because if you did, you'd have some proper child-scarring language on your hands. I didn't go into that match with a cool head. I don't know who would. I was viciously attacked with no warning and for no reason by some stuck-up bitch who seems to think her sh*t don't stink and her piss don't steam. I was hurtin' goin' into the ring and I was hurtin' goin' out of it. There's no pretty way to put it, Jim, I got walloped.
Roxy: And of course the ref decided it was his time to shine and collect a boot to the face when I tried to score a pin. Luck just ain't my forte.
Roxy: But I don't have time to get bent out of shape about it. I take responsibility for my own failures. Most people here need to do that. I mean look at that gaggle of groupies your Turmoil champion has surrounded himself with! Watch out, it's the geek squad on patrol for anyone with talent!
Jim almost laughs before catching himself.
Jim: You better hope they don't hear that.
Roxy: You're right, Jim. I keep forgetting this company is full of psychopaths who can't take a joke but can take a bouquet of d*ck every weekend.
Jim raises an eyebrow.
Jim: Sounds to me like you aren't as focused as you should be going up against Pyra.
Roxy: Maybe not. But maybe being pissed off is a good motivator, huh?
She punches the air a few time and huffs.
Roxy: We'll see. Thanks, Jim.
The camera pans to the announce team.
Roxy is fired up!
She better be!
The Xtron Flickers On As We Enter A Dream Sequence!
Baker: STOOOOOP!!!!
H2O is startled out of his sleep by Baker yelling into his ear. Harvey looks around the room trying to regain his bearings.
He is met by Becky and Dimsmore staring back at him.
H2O: What in the hell was that for?
Dimsmore: You were growling and snoring in your sleep while we’re trying to watch a movie.
H2O: Sorry guys. These were one of those vivid dreams that felt so real. H2O was fighting Jackson Montgomery.
Dimsmore pauses the movie.
Dimsmore: I can’t wait to hear this one.
Baker: Do tell. Do tell.
H2O: Well, Jackson had some guy telling him Harvey’s strength and weakness before the fight. H2O doesn’t know if it was a young and nice version of Pugh or Tibby with human hair.
Baker: Oh I’d love to see Tibby without his pretty unicorn hair.
H2O: So we going toe-to-toe and he kept blocking all H2O’s kicks and eventually pounded away at Harvey.
Becky: Aww can we continue the movie? He even lost in his own dream.
Baker: Let him speak, baby.
H2O: He got too happy and Harvey gave him a swift kick to the throat and kept stomping him away.
Dimsmore: That’s it?
H2O: Nope! H-2-O gave him one good stomp to the head; crushing his skull to the mat. Then that’s when I was woken up by SOMEONE saying, STAAAAAWWWWPPPP!!!!
Baker: You were snoring bad, Best Friend. Besides, we took care of Jackson last week. We won’t be hearing from him anytime soon.
Dimsmore: One thing I do know is that Jackson is unforgiving. Stay awake and be prepared. ALWAYS!
Becky: Can we get back to the movie already? I love watching men beating the hell outta each other!
Baker: Yeah let’s go. This part coming up sounds like the dream you just had.
