$$$And so we find outselves at a point where there is no turning back. Not now, not when THE event is mere hours away. Now, there is only two things available, victory and defeat. The latter, brings tales of disgrace and "ownage", while the previous can indeed shoot a man's career straight to the top, where, it may belong. Now, we must venture on that previous path. The Franchise must prove to himself and to everyone else that he isn't a joke. He must prove that he's not just a fool with pointless aspirations. But this goes beyond victory. This is about honor and justice. Trent Storm has screwed The Franchise, JD Lawson has screwed The Franchise, and NRG has screwed, well, Homosexual Pesos, but that's another story, for another gimmick. This is the be all and end all. No titles, no stipulations, just plain and simple brawling. Four men, each with their own goals, each trying to prove themselves, and each and every one finally showcasing the talent that they had which had been held back for so long. So, you see, this isn't about simple victory anymore. It can't be, not after all that's happened. Not after all the heated words and violent threats, not after all of the dirty jokes and heartless inuendos, and most importantly, not after all of the violence. No, this can't just be a simple match, and it won't end with after tonight. There will be more bloodshed, more words, more threats. Cyberslam is just the beginning, as these four qill undoubtadely meet again. So what is tonight about then? If it's not about a simple match, if it's not about victory or defeat, then what is it about? It is, simply put...REVENGE
$$$As the scene fades in, you can clearly see that you are in a..backyard? You look around, trying to figure out what the HELL is going on. You see a single camcorder, set up on a tripod, a man in a beach chair with the words Director written on it, in black ink, probably by a pen. You look around further and see a group of men and women, together, doing...uhhh...something. Sick of watching "experiences" you turn your head, and there you see them, the duo that has become so recognizable, Justin Sane and Norman. Norman seems to be ticked off, while Justin is extremely happy.$$$
Justin: Why so glum, chum?
Norman: I can't believe you got us into this.
Justin: Awww, c'mon, it'll be fun.
Norman: Fun? This is not fun! I planned on saving mys...
Justin: YOU'RE A VIRGIN?!
$$$Suddenly EVERYONE stops and looks at Norman. Norman becomes squeemish and his face turns read.$$$
Norman: ...whispering... Now look what you did!
Justin: ...cracking up... Oh god, that was good...oh man, I've never seen someone turn that many heads!
Norman: Haha, very funny!......to crowd......You can all turn away now! Nothing to see here!
Woman In Crowd: ...snickering... Got that right!
$$$Norman gives the woman a dirty look, but then returns his attention to Justin, who's finally calming down.$$$
Norman: I hope you're happy.
Justin: Oh, quite, quite.
Norman: ...sigh... How did you get Jack to do this any way?
Justin: I have my ways.
Norman: ...disgusted... I'm going to ignore that.
$$$Norman and Justin stand there, waving in the wind, when suddenly Jack comes up to them, dressed in, well, not much.$$$
Jack: Alright, I talk to the director, and you have a part.
Justin: ...starts dancing in a circle... WOOOOOO! I'M A PORNO STAR! WOOOOOOO!
Jack: ...twiddling thumbs... Uhhh, yeah, sure you are.
$$$As Justin continues to dance, Norman takes Jack over to the side.$$$
Norman: Alright, I'm not an idiot, what did you mean by a "part".
Jack: Well, he's in the movie.
Norman: What is he doing?
Jack: I'm not in a position to divulge that information...OW! OW! LET GO! LET GO!
$$$Norman grabs Jack and puts him in somewhat of a headlock, making him scream and yell for help.$$$
Jack: ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! I GIVE!
Norman: ...letting go... Now, tell me what part he has.
Jack: ...rubbing neck... Well, you know in these things where...
Norman: Excuse me, I don't watch such filth.
Jack: ...rolls eyes... Uh-huh.
Norman: I don't! I find them vulgur and disrespectful to women!
Jack: ...not buying it... Ok, whatever you say boss.
Norman: I DON'T DAMNIT!
Jack: Listen, I'm not stupid. I know everyone and their 3 year old kid has watched one of these before. So, you might as well stop denying it.
Norman: I refuse to lie!
Jack: You admit it, or I tell Karen that you're still a virgin.
Justin: ...budding in... Who's Karen?
Norman: Uhh, no one Justin, no one at all.
Justin: ...shrugs... Whatever.
$$$A neccesary moment of awkward silence follows.$$$
Jack: Uhhh, so Justin, you ready?
Justin: ...confident... I've been ready all my life.
Jack: Rrriiight...well, I'm gonna go get the director. You wait here.
$$$Jack walks off, and Norman pulls Justin over, worried.$$$
Norman: Justin, I don't think you're going to have much of a part here.
Justin: What? Why do you say that?
Norman: I don't trust Jack.
Justin: But I thought you guys...
Norman: Yes, Justin, we were, but now, he's changed. I can't trust him, and neither can you.
Justin: No! You're just trying to hold me down!
Norman: ...placing hand on Justin's shoulder... Justin...please...
Justin: ...pulling away... NO NORMY! NOT THIS TIME! YOU'RE NOT GOING TO HOLD ME BACK! I'M GOING TO BE A PORNO STAR AND YOU CAN'T STOP ME!
Norman: ...sigh... Fine, Justin, be stubborn, but don't come crying to me.
$$$Justin snickers and Norman and turns away, walking over to where Jack and the director are. Justin still ha a sour face on.$$$
Jack: Something wrong, Justin?
Justin: ...deep breath... No, just dealing with some excess baggage.
Director: Good, because you'll need all your concentration for this part.
Justin: Fine, but when do I get laid.
Director: Laid? Who told you that you were gonna get laid?
Justin: ...staring a hole through Jack... I...will...kill you.
Jack: ...worried... I never told you would get laid...c'mon Justin...don't get angry...it's just a start...
Justin: You...die...NOW.
$$$Justin leaps onto Jack and begins tossing him about, beating him severly. Norman turns and sees this, and runs over to help, pulling Justin off of him. He drags Justin out of the backyard, to the street. Justin gets up and is mad at Norman.$$$
Justin: WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR?!
Norman: You have more important things to take care of.
Justin: Like?
Norman: Uhhh......to himself......i need to get him pissed, hmm...I GOT IT!......to Justin......Trent Storm...and...Gary Brown...
$$$Justin's face fills with rage, like two days ago. He begins to breathe heavily as the camera fades....$$$
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