COMING TO YOU FROM ISTANBUL, TURKEY
|| Good evening, we're short on time we have alot of action to get through tonight so let's get on with it!
*The camera fades in backstage, zooming away from a taped up Aries laying on the ground.*
Ryder - Bloody hell are you doing mate? Your match is up next, now get your ass up and get out there!
Aries - Can't...move...ribs...in....pain...
Ryder - Why are you talking like Smythe? You're scaring me.
Aries - Those damned, dirty, roid abusing, soap dropping, anal loving monkeys almost put me out of action. Me body is damn sore...I can barely move. It's like being smashed in the stomach with 50 hammers.
Ryder - Do you want me to carry you?
Aries - THIS IS NOT A JOKE!
Ryder - HEY! YOU'RE THE ONE THAT TOLD ME TO LIGHTEN UP!
Aries - I did, but this is a rather serious situation...me ribs are basically shot to all holy hell, and I have a match tonight against Carlos Cruz...
Ryder - Aries...look at me, the only thing you have to worry about is your wallet..I'm sure you'll do fine as you're a hell of a competitor. Don't let this little injury get in the way of that.
Aries - ....that was beautiful man. Give me a hug!
*Aries goes to hug Ryder. Ryder backs up and punches Aries in the ribs. Aries lets out a loud yell.*
Aries - DAMNIT RYDER! WOT' THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!?!
Ryder - Sorry, it's a natural reaction when somebody tries to embrace me.
Aries - You bloody punch someone?!
Ryder - Can't help it, it's a habit.
Aries - Do you at least let your mum hug you?
Ryder - Aw hell no.
Aries - WHY NOT?! She's your damn mum.
Ryder - She could be trying to back stab me.
Aries - It's your mum for Christ sake. What the hell has that pot done to you?
Ryder - It made me calmer...and less angry.
Aries - For someone who punches his mum, you still seem pretty angry to me mate.
Ryder - SHUT IT YA DAMN BACKSTREET BOY!
Aries - ...did you just call me a Backstreet Boy..?
Ryder - No, bloody hell are you talking about?
Aries - Are you a schitzo, Ryder?
Ryder - I AM NOT A SCHITZO!
Aries - You totally are...I don't think I should have given you that pot...
Ryder - Aries..man...bro. I told you, the pot has made me more calm and more stable...there is totally nothing I get angry about anymore.
Aries - Aiye aiye, cap'n. Whatever you say. Now..what are we goin' to do about Death Row's challenge?
Ryder - Well...I say we kick their ass...then we accept it.
Aries - OI! HELL YEAH MATE! NOW THAT'S WOT' I'M TALKIN' ABOUT!
*Ryder stands up and extends his hand to Aries. Aries takes Ryder's hand and stands up. Both men laugh as they make their way out of locker room.*
Carlos Cruz Vs. Aries
*As the match ends, Ryder makes his way out to check on Aries. Ryder reaches the ring, and kneels over by Aries. Aries looks up and notices Ryder looking down at him. Chris extends his hand, and helps Aries up yet again. Ryder then signals for a mic.*
Ryder - Now, I understand...me and my friend Aries, have a question to answer. Rather, a challenge.
*Ryder looks around the crowd, and see's the fans cheering for them to accept the challenge.*
Ryder - I don't know...I don't think that's such a good idea...I mean...what do you guys think? Should we accept Death Row's challenge?
*Ryder holds the mic to the crowd as they yell "Yes!"*
Ryder - Really? You really want us to beat the sweat off those two grease monkeys? Well then..we....
*Aries snatches the mic from the Ryder's hand.*
Aries - I'm sorry Chris, but I don't believe I heard these guys. We said, if you want to see Aries and Ryder give Death Row a good old fashion ass whoopin', gimme a hell yeah!
*Ryder takes the mic back from Aries.*
Ryder - Bloody hell are you doing?! That's copyright infringement! You can't go around stealing other people's lines!
Aries - Sorry mate...I've just always wanted to do that.
Ryder - It's ok, just make sure it never happens again.
Aries - Alright mate.
Ryder - Now..as I was saying...Death Row...WE ACCEPT YOUR CHALLENGE!
Ryder - ONLY...if you accept our special stipulation. Which will be revealed as soon as we think about what it should be!
*Aries grabs the mic again.*
Aries - IF YA SMELLLLLLLALALALALALALALALAAAAAAALOW....WHAT THE ARIES....IS...BAKIN'!
*Ryder slaps the mic out of Aries' hands as the crowd pops. Ryder shakes his head and goes to leave the ring. Aries stands there with a big smile on his face, giving a thumbs up to the crowd.*
||Great show so far right?
*The camera pans to a locker room where Trips’ business associate Roman is lounging on a couch.*
Roman: Trips this couch is marvellous where did you get it?
*Trips shouts from the other room.*
Trips: I didn’t it was already here when I got here.
Roman: Strange, normally when I visit you I prefer to stand because the couch is a “budget saver” let’s say.
Trips: Well maybe they realised you and I deserve a good couch.
Roman: Highly unlikely considering nobody ever knows when I’m going to show up, maybe they just got one for their favourite TV Champion.
Trips: If they know what’s good for them they better have done so.
*Trips enters from the other room, he is wearing a brown suit matching to Roman’s.*
Trips: Will you be joining me out there tonight?
Roman: You’re going out there? After last week I doubt you’ll get a good reception.
Trips: Well last week wasn’t my fault, I mean can I be blamed that I had to silence claims that I’m scared? I was pushed.
Roman: Well why are you going out there?
Trips: I have to explain to the fans that Michael is pushing me to do things like last week’s act, he’s not on their side he’s pushing me to do his dirty work. It’s very complex but he’s an evil genius.
Roman: I would like to join you but this couch is one of the best I’ve felt in ages I don’t think I’ll be able to get up.
*Trips picks up his sunglasses and slides them over his eyes.*
Trips: Well sit back and enjoy cause I’m going out there.
Roman: I’ll be here when you get back.
*Trips opens the door of the room and saunters out into the corridor.*