The shot opens on the lobby of a tailor shop in the heart of Canarsie. The camera moves through the room, focusing on the patronizers of the shop in quick fashion. We enter a private room, where we see Telos.
Telos: You got a little too close measuring my waist, Nip. Watch yourself on that inseam.
Nipsey: Watch who you talkin’ to boy. I been doing this since your daddy was in diapers.
Telos looks down at the cell phone in his hand, ignoring the remark. As the tailor moves around him, he lifts the cell phone to his ear.
Telos: Hey Titi….... Yeah I’m down the block at Nipsey’s. I’ll have it to you in a hour or two.
The camera focuses on Telos’ reflection in the mirror. He uses his free hand to hold ties up to his neck, throwing each on the ground after a few seconds.
Telos: Yeah, okay. And tell Uncle J save me the rice and peas in the fridge…….Ok cool. Talk to you soon.
Telos: Aye Nipsey. You been here for decades. I know for sure you seen some heavy hitters come and go……
The tailor nods as he continues to work.
Nipsey: Indeed.
Telos: If you had to guess, what’s the one thing they all had in common?
The tailor pauses his measuring and stops to think. After a few moments, he stands up to answer.
Nipsey: Above all else, those boys kept things in perspective. They kept their focus. Everything, and I do mean everything, was part of their business. And they made sure nothing came between that. Not no women, not no friends. They never let emotions cloud their judgement.
Nipsey: That something I saw in your granddaddy. I saw it in you too….But I don’t know what happened to that.
Telos continues to look straight ahead in the mirror, considering the comment.
Telos: Yeah, I been asking myself the same thing. Feel like it’s time to get back to that. I got plans, and the last thing I’m ready to do is have them interrupted.
Nipsey: It’s some game you still got to learn, youngblood. Some game thats gonna put you in front of these knuckleheads running around.
Telos: You right. But they long gone now. Nobody to teach me how things used to be done. How to take what’s mine and keep it.
The old man pauses again and a smile creeps over his face.
Nipsey: Don’t speak so soon, son. Just because they aint in the game, don’t mean it’s not being played…
A look of curiosity hits Telos for a moment, before he turns away from the camera. We zoom away from the conversation before going to the next segment…
AISU vs D.BOURNE
The P3 Soundstage 9000 is at the center view of the camera. The studio audience claps, “Fred Durst” gets ready to start playing one of his tunes…..Until suddenly, the Soundstage starts to get submerged in water!
The studio audience starts freaking out and searching for anything that could help them. An alarm goes off and several oxygen masks drop from the ceiling.
The crowd frantically puts on all the masks and the entire Soundstage is now filled with water. Part of the background falls off to reveal that the Soundstage somewhere underneath the deep blue sea.
“Fred Durst” tries to sing a song, but realizes that it’s futile after bubbles come out of his mouth. He puts on one of the oxygen masks and shrugs.
Finally, two figures in diver suits come out and wave to the crowd; Drago and Mugen’s faces can be seen inside the suits. They turn to each other to do some sort of secret handshake, but due to them being underwater, they miss time it and wind up just kind of flailing their hands at each other.
Drago searches his suit and pulls out what looks to be a sponge and a starfish. Mugen’s eyes widen with delight and he starts jumping for joy.
Or at least he’s trying to because he’s underwater. Mugen motions toward the camera with his hand and the water that is filling up the soundstage appears to be draining.
After a few moments, the audience finally sit back in their seats relieved. Drago and Mugen take their helmets off.
Drago: Lady and gentleman!
Mugen: We come to you with the greatest talk show eighty thousand leagues under the sea!
Both: THE P3 BONANZA!!!!!
Drago tosses the sponge and starfish onto the couch while Bubba comes out from behind “Fred” with a oxygen helmet on him. “Fred” finally gets a gasp of fresh air and starts playing the theme from SpongeBob SquarePants, also known as SpongeBob RollinPants.
Drago and Mugen take their respective seats.
Drago: Mugen. You ask me to get sponge and starfish from ocean. Why? Is not really look like anything special.
Mugen: Old sport, these aren’t just any old sea cretins! They’re SpongeBob Squarepants and Patrick Star DIRECT from Bikini Bottom!
The audience oohs and aahs at amazement from the most ambitious crossover in sports entertainment history. Drago raises the sponge and starfish up to his face and investigates them. They seem…..fairly inanimate compared to their usual selves.
Drago: Hi, sea friends. This is P3 Bonanza.
A voice comes from the general vicinity of Spongebob and Patrick.
Patrick: No, this is Patrick.
Mugen: Patrick! Spongebob! Welcome to the show. See Drago, I wanted to bring on a dynamic duo like Spongebob and Patrick to give us some insights on how to make ourselves better.
Spongebob: I’m ready, I’m ready!
Mugen: See! He’s ready.
Drago: How sea creature going to make us better?
Mugen puts his hand on Drago’s shoulder.
Mugen: Old sport, these are two of the bestest of friends in the deep blue sea and you know why that is?
Drago: I don’t know.
Mugen: Because they are part of the exclusive club……
Drago: They not in Beat Drago Club. They never beat me.
Mugen: No, no not that club. I’m talking about the Best Friends Forever Club!
Spongebob & Drago show off their Best Friends Forever……..RING! Drago is enamored by the jingle and sparkle of the ring.
Drago: We need.
Mugen: Old sport, I am one step ahead of you.
Mugen pulls out two leather jewelry boxes that are covered in rhinestones.
Mugen: Behold!
Mugen hands Drago a box and begins to open up the box going fingers in deeply to crack it open. We see a bright light shining from the inside as we see the shape of a large ring saying P3 Forever.
Mugen: This ring proves that we are the bestest of friends. But we are also better best friends than that stupid Ryu Matsumoto and that dummy Matsuda.
Drago drops to his knees yelling in the direction of the ceiling.
Mugen: Drago. Do you have your Hall of Fame ring on?
Drago flashes his left hand that has the Hall of Fame ring on it.
Mugen: Follow me as I put my P3 ring right next to my Hall of Fame ring.
Both Mugen and Drago place the P3 rings next to their Hall of Fame rings.
Drago: What now?
Mugen smirks as he places his fist out with the rings brightly showing in front. Drago’s eyes widen as he thinks of the implications.
Drago: What can happen?
“Mr Krabs Fred Durst”: MONEY CAN HAPPEN! BREAK STUFF!
Mugen and Drago are bewildered by the appearance of Fred as money mongering Mr Krabs but shrug it off.
Mugen: I don’t know…………………….I really don’t know but…………………..FOR SCIENCE.
Mugen starts hopping up and down in place as he holds his fist out. Drago looks at his rings and teases the fist bump but pulls back.
Drago: This could change the world right?
Mugen: Old sport, this could change the universe as we know it. But without trying, we would never know.
Drago nods and slowly moves his fist towards Mugen’s ring clad fist. He pulls back at the last minute while breathing in deeply.
Spongebob: I’m ready, I’M READY!
Mugen points at Spongebob and Patrick.
Mugen: THEY ARE READY.
Mugen starts raising his arms in the air to hype up the crowd like a professional hypeman.
Mugen: I think they are ready too! JUST BUMP IT COMRADE!
Mugen puts his fist out in front of Drago with great gusto and force.
Drago breathes in deeply before he nods and bumps Mugen’s fist with all 4 rings clanging into each other.
Nothing happens.
Mugen: Hm, I guess nothing happened.
As Mugen tries to pulls his fist back, he realizes the rings have interlocked with each other and a wave of panic and amazement is seen on Mugen’s face. He looks at an equally amazed Drago as the rings start to glow.
Mugen: OLD SPORT, I THINK WE DID IT!
Drago: You think this go boo
Before Drago can finish saying boom, the bright light reaches its critical point and everything in the room explodes into a large mushroom cloud.
MARK REESE
vs
THE LAST BLACKSMITH
The camera switches to a dark living room, focusing on a couch in the middle with a recliner on the periphery. Solomon Caine is sitting at attention on the couch with a remote in hand, constantly fidgeting with it.
The camera spins around to show a modest widescreen television, which is displaying Solomon Caine vs. Joshua Tucker from Turmoil 228.
The fidgeting is accompanied by pauses, fast-forwards, and rewinding in the footage.
After a minute, Caine reaches over to grab a notebook and pen off of a side table and begins scribbling. A high-pitched voice calls from off-screen...
???: Honey? Are you coming to bed?
Solomon Caine: Just a minute babe, just getting some more notes down on my last match.
A slightly pudgy and beautiful woman walks into view. She stands in a nearby doorframe looking at Caine.
???: You think too much about that stuff.
Caine audibly sighs and collapses back onto the couch.
Solomon Caine: I know, I know.
The woman comes over and sits on the couch next to Caine and leans on his chest.
Solomon Caine: But look, like do you think I could've gotten four fingers instead of three on that eye rake? And that snap suplex? It just looked like weak shit man.
