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Seb Abbott sat in the medical bay getting the go over from the company medics. His left eye was red and gooey, it looked like a massive infected hemorrhoid. This was caused by Jerimiah Tully.
Medic: Well for starters this looks horrible. Did your GP sign a note or something to clear you?
Seb: Why do you think I'm here? The doc told me to get the ok from you lot.
The medic opened his mouth then closed it again.
Seb: All you have to say is "You can compete Mr Seb". Then I'll go give that illegitimate love child of "Greatness" a hiding.
The medic went to speak but the door to the room swung open and in came Ginger the intern.
Medic: For heavens sake people take a number and wait outside.
Ginger: Shut up Derrick, you're not even a real medic.
The room grew icy for a moment before Ginger continued.
Ginger: So Turmoil 150 you no showed or rather you and your opponent were locked out of the building. How is the eye injury fairing and how will you look to defeat TJB?
The medic was standing over Seb and shining a light into the gooey eye. Abbott snarled and smacked the poor medic away.
Seb: Piss offa me and sign that clearance form. Now Gingey mate, my eye as you can see looks like a gibbons arsehole. But I can see fine, it just itches a little.
He made to rub the itchiness away before stopping.
Seb: Could be worse, I could have an itch in my jock hur hur hur.
The medic came back with a signed clearance form, this made Seb's day.
Seb: Excellent, see Ginger I get to compete tonight. Bung eye and all. Now if you'll excuse me, I gotta go get ready for my match with PB&J…
Ginger pulls a large tablet from inside his jacket and holds the screen up the Seb’s face. The face of our humble Queen appears on the tablet, on location from the psych ward for her recent trauma at the hands of R.D. Money. She immediately shrieks. Ginger grins and takes a few steps backwards.
Madison: Christ, Seb. You’re supposed to close your eyes before that blast, not keep them open.
Seb: Nice hat.
Madison adjusts the tin foil hat on her head.
Madison: I need you to make sure that TJB suffers a thousand deaths tonight. Revolution Inc. needs to make those Ni-
The audience gasps right as Ginger mutes the screen for only a second.
Madison: - Pay for what they did to me.
Seb looks up to Ginger.
Seb: Gonna pretend she said ‘Nigerians’.
Ginger: For the best…
Seb sighs and looks back to the tablet.
Seb: Yea, we’ll see. I intend to eat some PB&J.
Madison: Your diet concerns me little, Abbot. The revolution is counting on you. Cox, out!
The tablet screen fades to black.
Seb: Cox out, eh?
Ginger and Seb shrug as the scene comes to a close.
The camera pans to the announce team.
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Sounds painful. |
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Nothing worse than hemorrhoids. I can tell you. |
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Jeremiah Tully makes his debut as he takes on Jackson Montgomery and it's next. |
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Time to find out what this Jerimiah guy is all about. |

Jackson Montgomery
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Jeremiah Tully
The camera pans to the announce team.
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Ouch... |
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What's up with that? |
Our ‘humble’ Hero paced around the empty and locked Revolution Inc. dressing room while staring at his cell phone. Elevator music blared on speaker phone as he awaited the hospital to transfer him to Madison. She has been locked away long enough, and it was time for a change of scenery. After much pacing, he turns one last time and comes face to face with Kassidy Hayes, Lord of the leg kick. Startled, our humble hero drops his cell phone and ends the call.
Dennis: Fiddlesticks!
Dennis sighs as Kassidy stands there with a huge grin on his face.
Dennis: Sup, Kass? Hey wait! How did you get in here?! Door was closed.
Kassidy: I have a great idea. In honor of Dennis Black history month, what it we take our big breasted blondes to my place and watch roots?
Dennis: That...sounds terrible. Also, Madison is still locked away for -
Kassidy: Being crazy?
Dennis: ...for a misunderstanding.
Kassidy snaps his finger.
Kassidy: Was totally my second guess.
Kassidy: Ah well. Alexa is away anyway. Why don’t we OCW Network and Chill? We can watch all of your TV title defenses for Dennis Black History month!
Dennis: Sometime! S-sure man.
Kassidy nods and exits the room after opening it and closing it behind him. Dennis returns to focusing on the call. The pacing resumed for several seconds until Kassidy once again...appeared behind him.
Dennis: Kass!!!
Kassidy was standing there with two milk shakes and a massive bag of bbq chips.
Kassidy: Shall we?!
Dennis: Um...how did you…
Kassidy: It’s better not to question these things.
The camera pans to the announce team.
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Those two... |
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