Standing in the middle of a busy area backstage, OCW Hall of Famer, Tiberius Octavian Dupree is trying with all his might to simply quench his thirst.
Ever since Certified Greatness the aura backstage has drastically changed, especially for The Betterness.
Dupree: Can I get a goddamn maple frappe?! HELLO!!! You with plain face, here-fetch!
Tiberius extends a golden mug filled with nothingness towards a passerby. The OCW official literally ignores the legend and continues with his duties.
Dupree: How dare you! I will have your hide for this, look at me when I’m talking to you!
The official is long gone, now everyone around him begins to stare. A man as beautiful and shiny as the morning sun making a fool of himself is quite the spectacle.
Dupree: Don’t look at me! Argggghhhhhhh!
Dupree slams his golden mug on the floor and stomps down the hallway. One of the spectators mumble to the other “What a diva.” The camera follows Dupree as he storms into his formally elaborate locker room.
The room is usually so pristine you can eat off the floor. Unfortunately for Dupree no one has decided to clean his locker room since the last Riot.
There are countless empty bottles of hair products and maple syrup. Various socks of different colors and sizes are also scattered among the mess.
Dupree: Rookies should be cleaning my damn locker room not parading around with championships…
He picks up his phone, the battery is nearly dead but he still mashes in a text. He stares at his phone waiting for the text to be sent. He continues to wait and wait, before it can send his phone dies in his hand.
Dupree: Sigh, I freaking hate Ted.
Dupree slams the phone on the floor to be buried in the debris. He finally realizes all this is being filmed, like this isn’t Super Mega Deluxe Riot.
He immediately tries to slam the door but can’t because of all the trash in his room. The camera fades with Dupree screaming and slamming the door with no success.
