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"Victory" by Puff Daddy, The Notorious B.I.G., & Busta Rhymes

-[ The scene fades in with the music leading the way. It's early in the morning, the sun just beginning
to creep over the horizon. If you look up in the sky, you see the moon still in the sky, large and round.
The scene then goes to a shot of Skarrphace, jogging down a street alone. He's wearing a pair of Nike
sweatshorts, a Nike tank-top, his L.A. Dodgers hat backwards, and he's got a Walkman on, with the
headphones in his ears. He's sweating profusely as he continues to run. Occasionally throwing a phantom
punch in the air, he makes his way around a corner. Soon, in your sight is the Tuff Ryder's Gym, Skarrphace's
personal workout facility. Skarrphace slows down right as he makes it to the front door, and then looks at
his watch. He presses a button on the stopwatch, and check the time before speaking with slightly winded breath. ]-

Skarrphace :: Alright....did it under 60 minutes this time....I think I can do the 10 miles under 55 minutes though.....well, it would appear that our old friend Kip Reed decided to rear his ugly head and speak on our match this coming Tuesday....whoop-te-do.....what did he say? Let me spare you from the boring details and get right to the point....he thinks I am a warm-up match....a tune-up I believe is what he called me. A tune-up, Kip? Hardly, but just for the sake of argument, let's assume for a moment that I have to prove you wrong....let's break down the history here, since you are one old ass guy, you'll appreciate this history lesson....

-[ Skarrphace reaches into his pocket and gets a set of keys out, then reaching out to the front door of
the Tuff Ryder's Gym, he unlocks the front door and enters, shutting the door behind him. He turns on the
light switch and immediately light is shed inside the lobby area. He does the same thing once he gets into the main
workout room and he goes by one of the benches and sits down, contemplating his thoughts before he speaks. ]-

Skarrphace :: Now, listen up, NGN, because it's time for a short but thorough history lesson in the Life and Times of Skarrphace in the BWO....are you ready? Are you paying attention? I entered the BWO and was immediately teamed with then stable mate Justin Sane....and another then stable mate Supa Fly Mark Linx....to go against three pieces of trash known as The Outsider, Congrel and miZery....now, as fate would have it, Supa Fly didn't bother showing up, the punk coward....and neither did miZery for their team, so right before the match, it was changed to a regular tag team match....me and Sane versus Outsider and Congrel...but meanwhile, during the match, miZery DID decide to come down, but did it matter? Hell no....what happened? Skarrphace got the pin, "1-2-3" right in the center of the ring on Outsider and got the win. Moving on, my next match was agianst The Outsider himself, and if it weren't for miZery's interference again, I'd have won that one....got screwed, but moving on.....Jonny Hemp hand-selected me to be the "Mystery Opponent" in the HWO Invitational Tournament....so I revealed myself on that particular Tuesday night and proceeded to beat not one...not two...but THREE men in one night for the HWO Title....and not three pushovers, mind you....Congrel, Tombstone, and finally The Barbarian himself, Badoo Aboba....all three in ONE night....can you say that, old man? Here comes the best part....

-[ Skarrphace stands up and makes his way to the cooler in the middle of the room. He reaches for a paper
cup and puts it under the spout, pouring some water into it and chugging it down before continuing. ]-

Skarrphace :: Yes, my favorite part of my BWO career so far....right after I win the HWO Title....Berg books me in a match against my former partner and overall jackass Justin Sane....and what do I do? I walk into Uberslam the HWO Champion and walk out the same thing...and Justin Sane makes his exit, stage right, after I pulverize his lame ass on Pay-Per-View in front of literally millions of BWO fans....I embarrassed The Franchise, Kip, what the FUCK do you think I can do to you, chump? The fact of the matter is this....you are NOT taking me seriously.....you had BETTER take me seriously or by God, I will wake your ass up on Tuesday night.....

-[ Skarrphace walks over to one of the stationary bikes and gets on it, starting to pedal faster and faster as he goes.
He's got his hands on his hips as his legs pump up and down on the bike, then catching his breath, he continues. ]-

Skarrphace :: Now it's come to my attention that one of your "pupils" is the special guest referee for this match....Cyanide X....now Cy, I don't got a damn thing against you son, but you'd better do one thing and one thing ONLY when it's time for you to put on those stripes and walk out to the ring....and that's call the match right down the goddamn middle. If you think for one second that I won't hesitate to take YOU out if I sense that you're gonna stab me in the back, then you have got another thing coming. Right down the middle, Cy....or it's lights out for your punk ass....

-[ Just then, Master Rudolph, The Master Race's manager and trainer, walk into the gym and into the workout
area. Seeing Skarrphace on the stationary bike, he walks over and the two shake hands. ]-

Master Rudolph :: Good....I'm glad you are taking this Kip Reed person seriously. He has a storied past in the BWO, and he will not be defeated easily. But...you can defeat him, of that I have no doubt.

Skarrphace :: Damn, Rudy, I know that. Listen, where's Hans and Lars? We need to discuss some things about this "civil war" going on in the BWO. I've heard a LOT of things will be going down at Takedown, and I want the T4R to be ready.

Master Rudolph :: The plans are already set in motion. Hans are Lars are meeting us in Kansas City tomorrow night. We are all meeting up at the designated hotel to discuss our plans. When does your flight leave?

Skarrphace :: Around 11:00 p.m. tonight....you know I always take the late flights....I hate crowds....

Master Rudolph :: I want you to remain focused for this match, Skarrphace. This could be a BIG stepping stone in your BWO career. You take out Kip Reed like I know you can, and a title shot with Hemp is just around the corner.

Skarrphace :: Title for title. I like the sound of that. Is there anything else, Rudy?

Master Rudolph :: No. Get back to work, I'll see you in Kansas City. Safe travels.

Skarrphace :: Same to you.

-[ Rudolph and Skarrphace shake hands again, and Skarrphace continues riding the stationary bike.
Soon, Rudolph is out the door and Skarrphace is off the bike, moving to the free weights. The scene
then fades out to complete darkness and utter silence. ]-

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