The scene opens in what seems to be a factory setting, where machines can be heard whirring and clanking. As the camera pans, a man dressed in blue jean coveralls and a welding mask is shown sitting at a stool as he blasts away at some metal with his blowtorch. Sparks fly and dance as they bounce off the concrete floor and cool down. The man notices the cameras and gives a wave before pulling up the the front of the welding mask, revealing our North American Hardcore Daddeh, Bill Ding. 

Ding: Oh heeey now! Didn't see ya there! Just workin’ on one of mah ‘very special’ projects here.

The cameras attempt to zoom in on it but Ding blocks the view with his big belly. 

Ding: Now now, be patient y’all! I ain't finished yet, it's gonna be SPECIAL, DADDEHS. A DELIGHT! 

Ding: Now, in the meaaaantiiime, I got a little business to take care of heeeyah. 

Ding: A certain frostay-babbeh that's been talkin a whoooooollle lotta mess, so iiii’ve heard. 

Ding: TOBAAAAANE FROOOOSSST!

Ding: Now Frosty, didn't a daddeh put you in your place the last time we tangoed, babeh? The Hardcore daddeh used his meat hooks and took ya by the hand and tossed ya right on out on yo’ behiiiiind, out this citay where you belonged! 

Ding: Hell, even Mugen daddeh and the purple Purge-ettes didn't want ya! They cast you out too. 

Ding: Yet here ya are, a rap-tap-tappin on the Ding Daddeh’s door once again! Well I gotsta admit, I give you credits. 

Ding: You a mighty ballsy one to be knockin on this door again, but then again what ya got to lose, daddeh??

Ding: And now you wanna come in here, talkin this mess about how you helped build this city… well maybe you did, daddeh. 

Ding: But listen here, you merely brought the paper for the blueprint, daddeh! Then Ding hustled and shuffled his way into the hearts of the OC-Dubyas, took his mighty pen and laid out that blueprint, babeh! 

Ding: I didn't do it the easy way, I did it the hard way! The Hardcore Way! Me and my mighty sledgehammah Lorraine, brought our brawn and bounty into that ring, and captured that North American title! 

Ding: And now it's a new day. I welcome you and everyone, majorities and minorities, be you white, black, purple, green, magenta or polka dot!! 

Ding: You Tobin, are right. We are gonna go one more tiiiiime and that is INDEED a promise!! 

Ding: You can come get this work, daddeh. Cuz you know why? 

Ding: I'm an Equal Opportunity Ass-Whoopin’ Machine. And THATS what it iiiiiiis.

Seb vs Gentleman Jack

The camera pans to the announce team.

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As their former brother lays motionless in the ring, Jack grabs a mic.

Jack: Seb! I hope you enjoy this little dq victory buddy! Take it in! Without a doubt you EARNED it!

Dennis: I feel a but coming on...

Jack: You're right champ! You are oh so right! Seb, again, a big congrats on winning the match....

Jack: BUT! You didn't pin me... Dennis. Did you see him pin me?

Dennis: All I saw was this chair bounce off of a traitor's skull Jack.

Jack: Me too champ! Me too!

The two men high five like the douchebags that they are.

Jack: So Seb we got a problem here... I thought I was very specific when I said the only way you get to stay in OCW, hell the only way you get to stay in these United States, was if you pinned me...

The crowd shows their disapproval and showers the men with boos.

Jack: Boo all you want. We don't care and Seb there won't be conscious for at least another 20 minutes. Go ahead and boo! Let it all out!

Dennis: Actually save some of that hate. You're going to need it when we finish the job and fire Jackson in a few minutes.

Jack: He's right folks, you better save some of that for later. Jackson's going to be real depressed when you guys don't even have the energy to give him a proper goodbye. Speaking of proper goodbyes, Champ would you like to do the honors?

Dennis: I thought you'd never ask.

Jack hops out of the ring and begins searching under the apron. As he does this, Dennis pulls out a pink slip from his pocket and parades it around the ring. He holds it to Seb's unconscious face and berates him for not joining them in their conquest of Turmoil. As Dennis scolds his fallen comrade, Jack re-enters the ring with a staple gun that he graciously hands to Dennis.

The Turmoil champion takes the pink slip, the staple gun, and to the shocked gasps of the crowd, begins to staple Seb's termination papers directly onto his forehead. OCW security rushes to the ring as Dennis and Jack throw their hands up. With huge smiles across their faces they peacefully exit the ring under the watchful eye of security while medics rush down to tend to Seb.

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