Reporter #1: Mr. Jackman you said the next time we will hear from you is tonight so what are your comments on the first ever Kumite
Code Jackman looks up with a towel covering his face as he does not want to be seen.
Jackman: Listen Wrex got lucky. There is no way he should have won that match.
Jackman stands begins to stand up.
Jackman: I was not going down easy. He had to stop on my head twice. TWICE I tell you. I am still strong, probably the strongest I have ever been.
Reporter #2: What are your preparations for Cactus Gauge tonight?
Jackman: Hit the Jack in the Box on him and win. That is what I always try to do.
Jackman walks through both of the reports and out of the room to end the segment.
*****
The scene opens in a dressing room where we see Elsa Holmberg applying her eyeliner. The lights surrounding the outer rim of the mirror shine on her half complete make-up job as she continues to get ready to for her official debut singles match.
Without warning the door to her dressing room opens, startling the Swedish beauty, almost causing her to drop her eyeliner brush.
As she turns she sees her opponent for tonight, Ashley Moore, phone out, and *snap*.
Ashley: This photo will be perfect for my insta! “A-Lister doing her make-up only to look pretty while getting beaten up #prettyloser #AMwin”...
Elsa's face screws up in anger as she grabs her hair brush and tosses it as best she can towards the door, narrowly missing Ashley.
Ashley:... aaaaaand it's posted! Enjoy the press and attention, Elsa!
Elsa: I'm going love hurt you, you piece of trash! You only mad because I getting close to many followers than you!
Ashley quickly ducks out of the doorway and shuts it as a bottle of hairspray smacks against it.
Elsa: Bitch!
The camera pans back to Elsa who is still seething and has to take a deep breath before continuing her make-up.
The scene fades to the next segment.
Some more new blood.
Always a great part of a new season.
#Austin: It only seems fitting we open our show with a man who wants to be a horse and well whatever anime the B community enjoyed this week…
TLBS vs Nic Beta Max
The camera pans to the announce team.
All over.
That was some kind of sight.
Well that happened, some of you might not like it but I am being yelled at through the headset we must respect everyone's beliefs.
We transition to the backstage area, where we see Johnny Law and the Women’s Champion, Dragana, facing the camera. Johnny spreads his arms out to welcome the viewers.
Johnny: It feels good to be back home!
Dragana lets out a small smile and does a slight bow, bending her knees before standing upright again.
Johnny: And it feels damn good knowing that The Silent Queen is still champion!
The Women’s Champion nods and pats Johnny on the shoulder.
Johnny: The Age of Silence rolls on, and there’s no end in sight. This is just the first act in this….beautiful play that we’re writing. The bit players that have been part of it have been quite wonderful.
Dragana: -_-
Her annoyed expression gets Johnny’s attention.
Johnny: What?
She looks toward the camera and nudges her loudmouth manager.
Johnny: Oh well, maybe “bit players” isn’t the right phrase to use. How about “supporting cast”? Huh? That work better?
Dragana: (sighs)
The masked manager turns back to the camera, pointing his index finger.
Johnny: With the twice, (or was it thrice?) in a lifetime matchup with Aerith finished. The Queen is looking for some fresh blood to sink her teeth into. We have a women’s division filled to the brim with talent, and we would love to see them test their mettle against one of the best. Ain’t that right, ‘Ana?
The Women’s Champion nods and crosses her arms, her ice-cold gaze completely focused into the camera. Well, not for long. Johnny is about to continue when he is interrupted. The camera pans out to reveal The Stardust Crusader, Lotus FloJo.
Johnny: Um, excuse me. Aren’t you supposed to be out being an intern or something? Doing….intern things?
Dragana firmly slaps him on the arm.
Johnny: Ah s***, sorry! Damn my lack of filter.
FloJo: Heh. Intern things…
FloJo side eyes Johnny and redirects her attention to Dragana.
FloJo: Hi, how ‘bout you and I become dance partners?
FloJo: cause you see, I've been spinning my wheels for the last several months and I haven't been going anywhere.
Johnny: That's because your record hasn't exactly been the best.
Dragana slaps Johnny on the arm again.
FloJo: Anyway, I want to face you...again...but this time, how about you put that belt on the line?
Johnny: Now hold on just a min--
Dragana puts her hand on Johnny's mouth.
FloJo: Think about it, it makes sense...I'm basically the first runner-up.
FloJo: you've beaten Aerith, Valk is fighting for a cure for autism and there's me…
Johnny (muffled): mmmreigiroeanrgai!!!!
He flails his arms around in complete outrage, but Dragana isn’t having any of it. She turns her back to the camera and removes Johnny’s mask for a second.
Dragana: SSSHHH!
Johnny’s skin turns pale, and he puts his mask back on. The Women’s Champion turns back to FloJo. She removes the championship from her waist and gently puts it on the floor. She then bows in front of the prospective challenger, bending her knees and extending her arms outward while smiling.
FloJo: I see that as challenge accepted.
Johnny: ooouuuuooo. How dare you, how dare you issue a challenge like that? You may have the skills but not the ability to win against Dragana.
FloJo: watch it Johnny or I'll have you shaking like you starred in a back to the future movie.
Johnny: Grrrrrr!!! Hmph!.
FloJo turns and looks at Dragana then makes a gun gesture towards her
FloJo: See you space cowgirl...
FloJo: Bang!
FloJo walks away. Dragana kneels down and picks her championship back up, hoisting it up on her shoulder. She looks toward FloJo’s direction with a grin on her face. The scene fades.
*****
The camera enters an extravagant office, a new television is posted on the wall... Opposite of that wall, agent Dillinger is leaned back in his recliner, his shoes kicked up on the desk in front of him. A silver nameplate reading 'Dennis Dillinger' is focused as a businessman peeks his head into the office.
Kent: Sir, I have a Mr. Newbury on the phone with that new music streaming service... 'WAEV Music'... looking to speak with you.
Dillinger: Great. Send him through... and close the door on your way out. I don't wanna listen to your personal calls.
Kent looks left and right before slowly backing out of the office and clicking his bluetooth headset.
Kent: Yes, Mr. Newbury? I'm sending you over to him right now...
The door shuts behind him as Dillinger clicks the speaker option on his office phone.
Mr. Newbury: Hello, Mr. Dillinger, this is Mike Newbury calling back from WAEV Music. I got your messages and after speaking with our marketing department, we think we're going to move forward with the newest album.
Dillinger: Miiiike. Always good to hear from ya'. We're very excited to hear it. We think WAEV is making the right choice with this one.
Dillinger pulls a drawer open to reveal a row of CDs, he pulls one out and flashes it to the camera, sarcastically admiring the album artwork.
The case shows Tayy Breizee with a mic surrounded by a purple mist. 'Tayy Way' is listed on the front in large text.
Mr. Newbury: Excellent. I'll have our secretary fax you the signed agreement. It's been a pleasure, Mr. Dillinger. Please give my condolences to Mr. Breizee. I heard he was in an accident.
Dillinger scoffs and grins before responding sarcastically.
Dillinger: Oh my yes, I'm sure he'll be happy to hear about this deal. It should help him with those hospital bills.
Dillinger: Thanks again, Mike!
Click.
Dillinger presses a button on the phone once again, connecting to his assistants.
Dillinger: Kent. The deal is done! Start moving those stupid looking Tayy Way shirts and hats.
Kent: Great job as always, Mr. Dillinger. I'll call down to the distributor right away. These babies are gonna fly off the shelves!
Dillinger: Hahaa! I'm sure they will.
Click.
Dillinger: I am suuuuuure they will.
Dillinger laughs to himself and throws the 'Tayy Way' CD on the floor. Standing up and staring out of his large office window.
