Ginger sat backstage following his match, he had no idea what prompted Malu to throw him at the mercy of Yokozuna.
???: Aww Stephen you look pitiful, did you get beaten up on G-TV again?
Ginger looked up to see Halie Nichols standing over him.
Ginger: Hi Halie, ah I fought a new guy named Muyro.. Well he isn't so new but he was a monster of a man.
The intern spotted Halie licking her lips at the mention of monster of a man.
Ginger: He's Japanese... I think. Anyway he squashed me, but I gave as good as I got. Say why are you here tonight?
Halie: What? I can't be here to scout the ladies?
Ginger: Did you catch the Riley Quinn and Cheryl Stixx match? It was good.
Halie looked amused at this.
Halie: No do I look scrubby to you? I'm looking at the main event and Sophia.. She got the drop at Chill Faktor I want to see what makes her tick, but in the meantime I'm looking for Dennis Black.
Ginger: Ah I don't know how to tell you this but he isn't here. Did you not see what happened to him at Chill Faktor?
Halie: Are you fecking serious? Where is he hmm?
A commotion down the hall garnered their attention but they couldn't see what it was.
Ginger: Ah Jackson Montgomery almost broke the Kings neck, he's been out with a concussion ever since.
Halie: That monster, did he at least get suspended? Poor Dennis, I should ah go pay him a visit...
A few medics rushed past Ginger and Halie towards the earlier commotion, Ginger slowly got to his feet.
Ginger: Wonder what that's all about?
He looked up at Halie who had walked off, obviously quite bored of the conversation.
Ginger: Oh ok bye Halie, thanks for the chat..
The scene fades out as Ginger slowly limps his way towards the chaos happeneing further down...
The camera pans to the announce team.
NO GINGER YOU DON'T GO TO THE DANGER YOU GO AWAY FROM IT!
That young man got a screw loose!
B-17 muttered to himself as he snuck from dark corner to dark corner: Declined my credit card...can’t believe it.
Airport employees were everywhere. They hustled about preparing for the next departing flight at 7:30 PM departure for Tokyo, Japan.
Bill Ding would be on that flight, sitting comfy in first class, watching crappy movies, and getting extra peanuts. B-17 couldn’t miss this flight! Oh the irony! He was grounded! But, he had a plan, if he couldn’t fly with the passengers, he would fly with the luggage.
B-17: Nope, nope. Ottawa! Who would want to go there?
B-17 continued to shift through carts of luggage. Every now and then the slam of a door would cause him to freeze and listen for a few moments for returning to his scrounge.
WOOF! WOOF!
From the far corner the rumbles of the crated animals started to carry as they sensed someone moving.
Afraid that they might draw attention, B-17 hurried over to comfort the worried dogs and cats, and one rather large lizard.
B-17: Shh, shh. Hush little doggies. It’s ok, it’s ok.
A black cat with white speckles meowing loudly and pureed up against the cage.
B:17: SHUT UP KIDDY KAT! WOOF, WOOF, BARK!
A larger crate stuffed away at the back caught his attention. "Please let it be going to Japan, please, please, please…"
The label read Osaka, Japan.
B-17: Close enough!
The excitement didn’t last long however. A massive mass of black hair slowly rose and fell as the young black bear slept.
B-17: A BEAR! A BEAR!
The bear snorted in it’s sleep. B-17 froze.
Rushing over to a nearby tool box, B-17 returned with bolt cutters and as delicately as possible cut the only damn lock separating him from a freaking bear. B-17 opened the door and ginergly crawled into the crate. There wasn’t much room so he was forced to scale over the bear until he snuggled his way into a comfortable position.
B-17 laid his head down on the soft fur. It was actually quite cozy, and he needed it to be. He was facing a 14 hour long flight.
Meanwhile, from the first class section of the flight…
Flight Attendant: Would you like to see our menu?
Ding stretches and looks around slightly surprised as he does so. This time around, he has enough room to do do without intruding on someone else's space with his girth. Good times, good times.
Ding: First claaaass is miiiightay niice! Hmm and yess babeh, let a daddeh take a lil look see at that menu. Somethin’ light. Still tryna keep this lean figyah, ya feel meh?
Ding peruses the menu, noticing the variety of sushis and meat options, brought to you by Sakuraba’s- the official restaurant owned by Our Happy Hero, Mugen.
Ding: Mmm lemme get a dish of dis heeyah. Some deeelish little shrimps wrapped up in a swaddle o’ rice an seaweed. Oooh scrumptious!! That international fare for an International Ding.
Flight attendant: Coming right up Mr. Ding.
Ding: That is splendid. Thank ya ma'am for ya hospitality!!
Although this is been a bit of an impromptu trip, no thanks to Madison Cox, He was enjoying this new experience and would need to get some rest for the journey ahead.
‘Cause that's what a daddeh does! When things get hardcore, the last Hardcore Champion adapts and gets to work!!..... even when it comes to sushi in First Class.
Ding looks around briefly to ensure there was no Madison Cox on the plane, so that he could safely close his eyes for a cat nap without worry of ending up in Pamana prison again.
He fluffs his little flight pillow and sets it behind his head, glancing out the plane window as he does. Ding notices the airport staff wheeling in cargo out into the tarmac to load onto one of the planes. One load has a particularly large cargo… is that… a bear?
Ding: Hm. Interestin’. Wait hol’ up.
Ding does a double take as he notices the bear is not alone. Another furry wild-haired thing seems to be inside the same cargo as the bear.
Ding: B??
B-17 hair almost blends in with the fur completely.
Ding shakes his head: That boy ain't right
The camera pans to the announce team.
TOM FOOLERY IS AFOOT!
YES IT IS!
The Camera pans to the back we see non other then 1 half of the REAL OCW Tag Team Champions, the other half of the Disciples of Pain, The Legend K.D Angelo. And boy does he not look pleased! he starts shoving various staff works in his wake!
K.D: MOVE SISSY!
K.D Launches a stage hand like a lawn dart into some cardboard boxes.
Ginger happens on scene! K.D Looks at Ginger who is limping and has decided he has mad a very terrible choice walking toward the chaos earlier. He begins to hobble away from K.D
K.D: You there Shuggaboogah!
Ginger pretends not to hear and tries to quickly (He's limping so he is going nowhere fast)
K.D: I SAID PASTY SISSY! I AM TALKING TO YOU!
Ginger sighs to himself and slowly turns around!
Ginger: Well HI!....my.....very..tall.....(sighs)
K.D: I CAME HERE BECAUSE, ALL I HEAR IS TURMOIL IS THE PLACE, NO RULES EVERYONE GETS A CHANCE. K.D is an equal oppourtunity ass kicker. Doesn't matter if its Riot, or Turmoil someone is going to the Garden.
Ginger: To plant Tomato's?
K.D: NO! RED HAIRED SISSY, NOT THAT KIND OF GARDEN!
Ginger: Well I'm sure you can find someone to fight.
K.D: HOW BOUT YOU!
Ginger: Oh....I just hand a match....
Ginger looks around nervously before he picks a random direction and points hoping someone will be in that area to fight!
K.D: THANKS! You are alright, Sissy!
K.D Angelo storms off in the direction Ginger Pointed to, with a sigh of relief Ginger goes about his way. As K.D continues down the corridor a piece of paper on the wall reads "Jookie Marley"
The camera pans to the announce team.
Oh boy K.D on Turmoil, someone is gonna get hurt!
People had been getting hurt left and right all night!
The Clash Contender Ladder Match
Bates vs Bailey vs Wrex vs Thomas Archer
The camera pans to the announce team.
Head Trauma be damned he did it!
He really did!
The scene opens with Capo and Genevieve entering Capo’s loft from an intense night jog around Central Park.
Capo: Whew! Cardio baby!! How you feel?
Genevieve: Omg, im so tired, I can't breathe….My chest burns…
Capo: That's the way it's supposed to be. Look, lift your hands above your head to open up your lungs. Now breath in through your mouth and out your nose.
Genevieve does as instructed and starts to feel relieved.
Capo: There you go...I'm going to turn you into a little powerhouse!!
Genevieve laughs...
Genevieve: Oh now you believe in me?
Capo: I always had faith….
Genevieve: Yeah we will see.
Capo: Hey let’s watch a tag match I saw at Ladies Night 2.
Genevieve: ummm Ok…
Capo: Now look, you gotta check this chick FloJo out! She’s so exciting to watch.
Genevieve does a double take and a small look of jealousy comes over her face. Capo turns around and catches the frown turn upside down.
Capo: What’s wrong Gee
Genevieve: Its nothing….Let me see her!
Capo: OK! CHECK THIS CHICK OUT!
Capo starts to act like a kid in a candy store as he starts playing footage of FloJo in the ring. He rewinds her entrance a few times and keeps saying “That chick has Schwag” SCHWAG BABY” He then starts to show Genevieve her moves in the ring.
Capo: You see this!! Look, right there….We gotta get you in shape to pull off those types of moves. What size is her waist?? She is cut!! MY GOD!!! YES FLO-YES!!! Wheeeeeww….Oh yah baby!! GET IT!! GET IT! uuuHHH!! CRUSHED!!! DAT BITCH BAD!!!
Genevieve is pissed as she watches Capo do everything short of orgasm to FloJo’s match footage.
Genevieve: You need a rag bruh?
Capo: What?? Huh??
Genevieve: I mean did you just release fluids over there or nah Cap?
Capo starts to laugh…
Capo: Chill baby Chill, I was just showing you here moveset. I know you gonna be killer like her in the ring. We gonna work on you...
Genevieve: mm….K
Capo: Oh mio Signore!!(Oh my Lord) Here you go with that “mm-k” crap! I hate when you do that. Talk to me baby! What is wrong?
Genevieve: I just got through watching my man almost release fluids to another bitch. I'm just saying…Dat bitch aint got shit on me….You like Tom Boys...
Capo starts to laugh again..
Capo: GEE?? Flo is cool as hell...You could lear---
Genevieve: LEARN?? FROM DAT BITCH? You think that shit is funny Cap?
Capo: Gee, I didn't mean it no kind of way….
Awkward silence fills the room for a few moments...
Capo starts to straighten up and his usually cool calm and collected self takes a turn. Capo is usually laid back, but sometimes his anger can make him become at minimum a douche bag and at most, someone usually gets hurt. He swallowed his inner anxiety, but a little of his asshole slips out.
Capo: I’ll laugh at what I want to laugh at. Stop being a salty Vag....
Genevieve gets up and throws a drinking glass at Capo’s head which hits him in the face and leaves a cut on his cheek.
Capo: What the---Are you kidding me??
Capo starts to speak in Italian..
Capo: Cristo, abbi pietà di me, quindi non faccio del male(Christ have mercy on me so I do no harm)
Capo: You cut me….Stupid ass fuckin cut my face….
Genevieve rushes over and says she is sorry but Capo pushes her away. He makes his way back out into the New York nightlife and heads to the bar.
The camera pans to the announce team.
BENSONHURST! I mean U R G E N T
C A R E
Looks like FloJo has a new fan and Enemy!
Well I'm hearing that Jett and Diamond won't be able to compete tonight.
Don't fear Turmoil fans we are always ready with action even when unforseen things take place.
