As OCW comes back from commercial break we see the ring set-up with a folding table in the middle, a red velvet cloth drapes over the edges and a contract sits on top of that.
Surrounding the table are Jehst on the right hand side of the screen, Archer on the left, Mr. Sensation in the middle, and two security guards on either side of the table to keep the two OCW stars apart.
The camera zooms into Mr. Sensation who holds a microphone.
Mr. Sensation: Now, I shouldn’t even be out here doing this but you two Jive Ass Turkeys with no Feathers have proven you can’t be left alone in the play pen with your toys without fitting to smack each other in the face.
The crowd let out a slight chuckle.
Mr. Sensation: So let’s get this party started!
The OCW Chairman picks up the contract.
Mr. Sensation: This contract is all written up to cement your match at DEVILS NIGHT. All you two need to do is add your stipulation to the front page and then sign next to your opponent’s stipulation to state that you agree with the terms. You got that?
Both men nod in agreeance, Jehst staring Archer down the entire time.
Mr. Sensation: Good. Jehst, you’re up.
Justin walks a step forward and picks the pen up. He writes his stipulation down and then picks a microphone up.
Jehst: My stipulation, you pig-headed, entitled, self-centered prick, is that if I win, I get the studio back and I’m in charge of my entertainment and studio work, as well as Elsa’s. That’s all I want out of this. Then I want you to stay the hell away from both of us.
Jehst lays the microphone down on the table and hands the pen to Sensation, who passes it over to Archer.
Mr. Sensation: You’re up, Chubbykins.
Archer glares at Our Hero as he takes the pen and begins writing down his match stipulations. He scribbles down his terms and hands the pen back to Sensation.
Archer: Well, this has been fun, wouldn’t you agree, Jehst?
Justin is visibly unimpressed and his demeanour appears to slowly be souring.
Archer: So what do I want when I win…? Well, if you lose at Devils Night, and you will lose… What would be fitting? I already have pretty much everything from you I could ever want…. Except… Yes… Perfect. When you lose you will have to compete in Elsa’s ring gear for an entire year, that's the only way you're going to get inside her pants anyway….
Jehst: You son of a b - - -
Mr. Sensation: - - - Alright, Archer, just get on with it!
Thomas finishes writing his stipulation before putting the pen down on the desk. Sensation then takes the contract and places it inside a briefcase before lifting it in the air to show off the prize that will hang above the ring, holding both mens future inside.
Mr. Sensation: Now that’s done I can go back to my office and enjoy an ice cold beer while I sort out all the other mess in this damn place.
Our Hero takes the briefcase and begins to exit the ring.
Archer: Oh and, Jehst, you can keep that small-time studio of yours either way…In fact, I never wanted that burden, I've already sold 49% of it anyway. All I wanted was a new toy, and they wouldn’t let me host an OCW Hunger Games tournament so toying with you was the next best thing.
The camera shifts to Jehst who moves around the side of the table, Mr Sensation urging him to get back to his side. The two come almost nose to nose before Jehst hits a toe kick, doubling Archer over. He then puts him over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry position staring towards the hard camera side; the crowd going nuts as they anticipate a ReCaster through the table. Mr Sensation then orders the security team to pull Archer from Jehsts’ shoulders and gets in his face.
Mr. Sensation: SAVE IT FOR THE MATCH, JEHST! YOU DO ANYTHING ELSE YOU’RE SUSPENDED!
Archer struggles as Jehst does his best to keep him up on his shoulders. He looks at Sensation with a look of rage, as Sensation looks back at him like a scolding father.
Jehst looks back at the hard cam as it seems he is about to launch Archer into the air but before he can do it the security team pull Archer from his shoulders.
Justin is slowly backed away by the security force who have to hold him back. They force him out of the ring and up the ramp as Archer is shown in the ring shouting back at Jehst as the scene fades out.
Next up two young guns looking to shoot.
If you're gonna shoot don't miss.
Does Bourne have it inside of him to avenge his friend as he meets Blacksmith face to face.
Damian Bourne vs TLB
The camera pans to the announce team.
Winner winner.
Chicken dinner.
Gives a whole new meaning to beating a dead horse.
After the match, The Last Blacksmith goes to take a microphone. After took it, he comes back in the ring, sitting next to a sore Damian Bourne.
TLB : Ladies and Gentlemen, this guy next to me is Damian Bourne. Do you remember him? The guy that last week called me out, looking me from the bottom to the top.
TLB: The same guy that, only seven days ago, had in his eyes the confidence of take an easy win. The same guy that thought to be invincible, kidding me for my elimination at rumblegrounds.
Blacksmith stares at Bourne with a mischievous smile
TLB : I'm sorry Damian, but do not worry about, you won't be the last. Do you know why? Because this federation is full of people that, like you, thinks to be invincible, or even a God.
TLB : But let's go back to my dear friend, Mistico. You have not shown yourself to help your partner, even if this was a no DQ match.
TLB : I don't know if the reason of your actions it is fear or disinterest, i don't honestly mind. What interests me is you to accept my challenge for a match at Devils Night, hoping you won't send another puppet to face me in your shoes
TLB : Ah, Damian, one more thing. About Rumblegrounds, KD eliminated me, you right. But, as i showed you tonight, you are not KD. Keep it in mind for next times
