“Princes of the Universe” by Queen blares over the PA system, the crowd gives the dreaded mixed reaction as OCW Hall of Famer Tiberius Octavian Dupree angrily struts out to the ring. 

Dupree stands tall in all his splendor, ignoring the “Fatterness” and “SHAME” taunts from the crowd. There is less of a smug aura about him and more of an aura of uncertainty. He snatches a mic from a nearby stage hand and immediately speaks his mind.

Dupree: I’m tired. So phreaking tired of being the only legend that gives a damn about this place.

Dupree: I’m so phreaking tired of critics and fans saying I’m ruining my legacy by trying to bring professional wrestling back to phreaking professional wrestling…

He throws his hands up, his blonde mane lacking its usual glow.

Dupree: FAME was supposed to be a weapon to accomplish just that. A weapon in a war against mediocrity. While Paul and I have been sharpening the blade so to speak, what has phreaking Nate been doing?

The crowd instantly react to the mention of Nate Ortiz with overwhelming vigor.

Dupree: I’ll tell you what he’s been doing, exactly what he’s always been doing, holding the pocket of Jaysin Sensation with one arthritic hand and a rusty shovel with the other.

Dupree: I’m on the damn frontlines wrestling green as goose shit rookies while you sit in your high castle waiting to stab me in the phreaking back.

Dupree: I’m suddenly off the booking team, suddenly losing to people I shouldn’t be losing to, suddenly my merch is pulled from shelves.

Dupree: If someone isn’t conspiring against my Betterness who the phreak is?!

“Kid Ego” by Extreme blasts over the PA system, fellow Fame member and OCW Hall of Famer, Paul Pugh storms out from gorilla. He barely gives the fans enough time to react to his appearance as he begins spewing venom.

Pugh: I am sick and tired of hearing you flap your gums out here. These people are sick and tired of hearing your conspiracy nonsense. Lemme guess?

Pugh: 9/11 was an inside job? THEY’RE SPRAYING US WITH CHEMTRAILS RIGHT? Shut the hell up for a moment and let ME bury Nate Ortiz.

He looks into the camera as the crowd pop again for Nate Ortiz.

Pugh: Nathan. What you allowed to happen last week was a travesty. I am not CHAMPION because you came out here to SABOTAGE Fame. To SABOTAGE OUR BETTERNESS

He points at Dupree.

Pugh: Look at him. He’s not the anything -ness anymore. He’s a husk. A SHELL of what he used to be… because of what you did to him at Summercide. LOOK AT HIM!

He drops the microphone and grabs Dupree’s face with both hands - Italian Mafia style. He smushes his cheeks and Dupree becomes enraged and immediately slaps the taste out of Pugh’s mouth.

Without hesitation, Pugh grabs Dupree by the hair and arm drags his beautiful platinum locks to the ground. Dupree takes a beatiful forward roll as Pugh retains control of his hair.

Pugh wrenches at the locks as Dupree squeals in pain - selling the move hard before scissoring his legs around Pugh’s head and rolling the former OCW Champion onto his back.

Dupree climbs to his feet, and forever the animal, he grabs Pugh by the necktie and drags it around his throat a couple of times, tugging and yanking as Pugh screams in pain.

“OKAY OKAY”. Pugh begins to “tap out” as if it were a match and Dupree lets go - trained to do so by 20 plus years in the game.

Dupree helps Pugh back up to his feet and the both of them begin to groom each other - almost like monkeys. Dupree straightens Kid Ego’s tie, and Pugh dusts Betterness’s shoulders off.

They both exchange nods as Pugh scoops the microphone back off the ground.

Pugh: ...AND LOOK AT ME NATE. WE ENTERED INTO BUSINESS WITH YOU THINKING YOU SHARED OUR GOAL… THINKING YOU WANTED TO CREATE GREATNESS ONCE AGAIN IN OCW… and what did you do Nathan?

He unhooks his tied up hair.

Pugh: ...You know what… You’re the biggest animal of us all. Clinging onto what little relevance you have left - THE RELEVANCE THAT YOU ONLY HAVE BECAUSE WE GAVE IT TO YOU.

Pugh: We’ve been doing the Fame legwork while you’ve been sat backstage in cahoots with that big bald dummy Jaysin Sensation… WE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE A TEAM NATHAN.

Pugh: AND NOW LOOK AT US!!! COME OUT HERE AND ANSWER FOR WHAT YOU’VE DONE!

“Rapture” by Hurt screams over the PA system, the 3rd Fame member and OCW Hall of Famer, Nate Ortiz appears at the ramp and slowly walks to the ring. The fans show admiration for OCW’s most famous legend.

Nate takes in all the comments, as his face and neck have become visibly redder. He taps the mic in his hand for a moment before tossing his $300 dollar sunglasses to the side. His eyes are filled with anger and resentment.

Nate: What did we make this group for? What was the goal? What did we agree upon?

Mimicking the over confidence of them both, Nate answers his own question.

Nate: Let us handle this grandpa… I got the young gun… there’s no way….

Nate: Well damn it there was a way because neither of you are standing here with anything to show for the last few months. Fame hasn’t come back to show these people how it’s done.

Nate: You’ve just given rise to the next flock of rookies who think that they can get to the mountaintop knowing that I’m still sitting up here ready to knock them back to earth.

Nate: Look at you two! You are sitting here throwing the blame for your failures on my shoulders.

Nate: One way or another I’ve carried this place on my back for 15 years, I don’t have room for your shit too. I’m to old for it...

Nate: I didn’t give both of you your magnum opus at my expense to see you stoop to this. You are better than that. You are the Ego of Egos, and the Betterness. You are supposed to be above it all. All but me that is.

Nate: I said it was time for me to handle thing myself but against my better judgement I listen to you two. But that’s over now. I’m going to kick both your asses and there won’t be a damn thing you can do about it.

Pugh cuts him off.

Pugh: ...No. You’re not. Don’t forget I’ve heard this monologue before and remember what happened then NATE? Remember when you came out here in front of your kids, and their kids, and their kids kids?

Pugh: Remember what I did to you in San Francisco that night? Wrestlution 10? Of course you do. It’s the one blot on your perfect career.

He gets into Nate’s face.

Pugh: They talk about all three of us in the same breath… but they talk about me as being the only man in history with a perfect record over Nate Ortiz… and that kills you.

Pugh: That burns you up inside because you think you’re in control of every little facet of this shit box company… so you wanna kick my ass? Here it is...

He turns around and begins unbuttoning his trousers - but Tiberius Dupree immediately cuts him off. Having to physically stop him from exposing himself on live television, again.

Dupree: Pull your goddamn pants up Paul!

Dupree: If anyone’s going to show ass it’s me!

Dupree: I’m the one with the best win percentage against the both of you, I’m the one that made both of you tap in front of phreaking millions of cheering people. Lest not forget...

He gets closer to both Pugh and Nate, spittle flying.

Dupree: I’m the one who re-lit The Fire under both your phreaking careers!

Nate smirks as he speaks, un-phased by the hard truths thrown in his face.

Nate: You two want to show your ass so much I’m sure we can find a room for you two to go at it. 

Nate: Then when you’re done we can get back to talking about what happens in this ring.

Nate: Dupree beat me, I took his summer. You beat me, you took your ball and went home. Only to pop your head up to fight anyone but me. But I’m here now and will humble you anytime.

Nate: Now matter what any of you say, you know that there are only 3 things in this world that certain. DEATH, TAXES, AND NATE IS GREATER THAN THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME!

The three titans stand glaring at one another. The crowd is growing crazy waiting for the implosion to be complete as the scene fades.