The scene opens up on the streets of New York. Rich Cannon and Ken Kaze - Methodical Disorder - along with GEORGE~! are seen walking down a sidewalk in a humungous crowd of people. Many cars are seen bypassing the crowded sidewalks. The camera fixates on Rich and Ken. The two are still laughing, due to the old, homeless bum meeting GEORGE~! first hand. The shot then switches to a shot of the old, homeless bum who is propped up against a dumpster unconscious, bleeding from his skull. The shot switches back to Rich, Ken, and GEORGE~!
“Man...,” Ken pauses. “I don’t see Novak or BOB~! anywhere! Do you GEORGE~!?”
Ken lifts GEORGE~! up into the air, places him against his ear, and pretends that GEORGE~! is telling him something.
“You don’t either? Man, that sucks. What about you, Rich?” Ken asks despondently.
Rich sighs.
“No, I don’t. And you know *BEEP* well that trashcan didn’t say a word to you!”
“He’s not a ‘that trashcan’!! His name is GEORGE~!” Ken replies, while hoisting GEORGE~! up into the air. “AND NOW HE’S ANGRY!!!!” he yells as he swings GEORGE~! at Rich irate.
Luckily, Rich ducks just in time causing Ken to nail a lamppost with GEORGE~!
“Oh crap man!” Ken yells nervously. “You made me knock the *BEEP* out of that lamppost! And now he’s probably going to want to kick my ass! We got to get out of here quickly, Rich!”
“No, we don’t. That lamppost is ONLY a freaking lamppost. What’s it going to do? Huh? Tell me. Go ahead, tell me!” Rich tells Ken, very questioningly.
“Uhh... he’s going to come out of the cement, chase us down, and eat us for lunch!”
Rich sighs once more at the stupidity of Ken.
“Lets just find Novak.”
“Right!” Ken utters excitedly.
The two shove and thrust their way through the crowded sidewalk. Ken sees a lot of people wearing shirts that read, “ ‘The Hardcore Legend’ Ed Novak” on the front of it right above a waist-on-up shot of Ed Novak, and a picture of BOB~! on the back. As he sees these shirts, he yanks on each person’s shoulder, turning them around to check and see if any of them are Ed Novak. On the other hand, Rich just walks right in front of them are stands right beside them and looks at their face to check and see if they are Ed Novak or not.
“DANGIT RICH!! I CAN’T FIND NOVAK! NOR BOB~!!” Ken yells out in frustration.
“Just keep checking. Sooner or later he’ll pop up, trust me.” Rich advises Ken.
Ken continues to pull on people’s shoulders, turning them around to check and see if they are Ed Novak or not. But unfortunately, Ken chooses the wrong person to do this to - a man standing at 6-feet 5-inches who is very bulk in size. As he turns the man around, he looks at him in the face and turns away from him. Though, before Ken can check on the next person, the man grabs him by his collar, yanks him back around, and punches him right in between the eyes, sending Ken straight to the cement sidewalk in pain.
“Don’t you EVER put your filthy hands on me again, jackass!” the man yells at Ken furiously.
Ken climbs up to his feet with GEORGE~! and hand and stares at the man with a fuming expression on his face. He hoists GEORGE~! up into the air and charges toward the man, shoving and pushing down people to get them out of his way. Just as he is about five feet away from the man, he swings GEORGE~! and connects right across his skull, thus sending the man to the cement sidewalk harshly. Ken walks over to the big man, as everyone walks around the massive man, and stands above the big man overshadowing him.
“Don’t YOU ever put your filthy on me again, you big *BEEP*!!”
Ken spits on the massive man. He spots Rich who is almost at the front of the crowd. He scurries back up to catch the crowd and continues his search of finding Novak. He turns a person around by their shoulder and notices they aren’t Novak.
*WHAM*
Ken decks the man with GEORGE~! sending him to the cement vigorously. He checks on the next person and notices they aren’t Novak either.
*WHAM*
Ken decks a SECOND person with GEORGE~! He checks on another person and they suffer the same fate. As he repeatedly does this, he manages to knock out half the crowd leaving a trail of unconscious bodies on the sidewalk.
“I CAN’T FIND HIM RICH!!!” Ken yells to Rich even more frustrated than before.
“Keep searching! As I said, we will HAVE to find him sooner or later!” Rich yells back to Ken.
Ken then checks out three people at a time by jumping in front of them. He looks at the three teenager and notices they are wearing a shirt that has a picture of GEORGE~! on the front. The three immediately begin to point at GEORGE~! excitedly because they have seen their favorite NTICW wrestling superstar.
“I can’t believe it!” one of the three teenagers yells in excitement.
The one in the middle begins to wheeze.
“IT’S GEORGE~!!!!!” the teenager on the other end yells out in joy.
The one in the middle continues to wheeze. Ken, who is walking backwards watching the three teenagers to make sure they don’t try and jump him from behind, slams the teenager in the middle who is wheezing across the skull with GEORGE~! He collapses straight to the cement sidewalk as the other two teenagers kneel down to check on their friend. Ken stops as well to see what else they are about to do.
“Well, at least it cured him!”
“I THINK YOU KILLED HIM!!” one of the teenagers yells ecstatically.
“HA, HA, HA!!” the other teenager laughs.
The two begin to laugh their asses off as their friend begins to bleed from his head. Ken looks at them a bit confused and then...
*WHAM* *WHAM*
Ken decks both teenagers with GEORGE~! who subside on top of their friend. Ken begins to laugh insanely as he turns around. But, as he turns around, he walks straight into a phone booth. He falls back motionlessly, dropping GEORGE~! to his side. People, who are on the other side of the street walking the opposite way that Ken was, begin to point and cackle at Ken’s act of clumsiness. As he is lying down on his back, he listens to the laughter. Enraged, he reaches to his side, grabs GEORGE~!, and springs up to his feet hastily. The group of five see the anger in Ken’s eyes and stop their pointing and cackling. Ken, who is still enraged, raises GEORGE~! into the air and speeds across the street. Just as he is about to make it across the street safely, a car who was going about 15 miles per hour, hits its brakes crashing into Ken, doubling him over the entire car.
The driver gets out of the car quickly to go check on Ken. The driver, who is a foreigner, begins to call out for help in his foreign language. The group of five stop walking and once again, begin to chortle and point at Ken. The foreigner helps Ken onto his feet and leans him against the car. Ken, who still has GEORGE~! clutched in his right hand, raises him into the air and slams him across the foreigner’s head. Ken turns around quickly to the group of five and gives chase to them. Since most of them are obese, Ken has no problem with catching up to all five. And, just as he catches up to them...
*WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM* *WHAM*
Ken decks them all leaving them in a ‘dog pile’. He sets GEORGE~! down for a moment and dusts off his hands.
“I guess Rich’s stuff for my clumsiness is beginning to work. Boy, is he a genius!” he convinces himself.
Ken picks GEORGE~! back up, and crosses the street safely. He notices the crowd that Rich was checking is now way ahead of him. He begins to sprint after him. As he attempts to catch up with them, he bypasses many food stands - mostly ice cream trucks.
“Mmmmmm, ice cream,” he thinks to his self as he continues to try and catch up with Rich.
Finally Ken catches up with the crowd where Rich is seen lagging behind in disappointment.
“Sorry buddy,” Rich continues, “but I didn’t find Novak.”
Out of sheer anger, Ken swings GEORGE~! at someone in the crowd and knocks them to the ground unconscious. Rich looks at Ken shocked, and then glances down the sidewalk to see the trail of unconscious bodies Ken left behind.
“What the hell did you do?!?” he asks Ken confused.
“Huh? What do you mean?”
“All of those people lying on the ground unconscious!”
“Oooooh, them. Well, those five, fat jackasses on the other side pissed me off,” Ken pauses. “And everyone else were acting like Novak, so they paid the price for being imposters.”
“THEY WEREN’T BEING IMPOSTERS YOU DOLT!!” Rich verbally assaults Ken, “they we--”
Cutting Rich off, “what’s a dolt?”
“ARRRRRRRGH!!! HOW MANY TIMES MUST I SAY, DON’T INTERRUPT ME!!!!!!!” Rich pauses. “No--”
“Oh, sorry.”
“STOP IT NOW!! YOU ALWAYS FREAKING DO THIS TO ME! SO STOP! DON’T TALK! DON’T RESPOND! NOT A WORD!!” Rich yells at the top of his lungs.
Ken drops GEORGE~! down to his side as Rich begins to walk away, signaling to Ken to walk along beside him. Ken jogs up next to Rich.
“Now, as I was trying to say. They weren’t imposters, just FANS of Novak. Is that so hard to understand?”
Rich awaits a response from Ken, but Ken keeps his head hung low and doesn’t respond.
“I’m now allowing you to respond, Ken...” he trails off.
“Oh.”
Rich sighs.
“Well..... no, it’s not.”
“Okay then,” Rich pauses. “Lets talk about... umm.... sports.”
“Okay.... sports,” Ken agrees.
“Who do you think is going to win the World Series?”
“The Atlanta Braves!”
*SMACK*
“Hey! What was that for?!” Ken asks a little upset.
“The Braves aren’t even IN the World Series!”
“Oh, well... I didn’t know!”
Rich sighs as they stop at an intersection.
“That’s why you’re supposed to watch TV!”
“Well, you never either let me get the room with the TV, or you never allow me to watch it.”
“So,” Rich replies unsympathetically.
“Well anyways, who IS in the World Series?”
“Arizona and New York.”
“Who?”
“The D-Backs and the Yanks.”
“Who?!”
“THE DIAMONDBACKS AND THE YANKEES!! GEEZ!! IS THAT SO HARD TO UNDERSTAND?!?” Rich yells exasperatingly.
“Sorry dude, I just haven’t been keeping up with football lately.”
Ken and Rich begin to cross the intersection still conversing.
“Football?! What the hell are you talking about?! The World Series is BASEBALL!!”
“Ooooh, really? I never knew that.”
Rich sighs again just as they approach a vendor with a hotdog stand.
“Lets just drop the sports discussion, okay?”
“Okay,” Ken agrees.
Rich looks at all of the different condiments and toppings to put on hotdogs. The vendor, who is eating a plain hotdog himself, notices the two right off the bat. His hotdog slips out of his hand. But, for some reason, he still thinks he has it. He nears his hand toward his mouth and bites his finger.
“OWWW!!” the vendor yells in pain.
Rich and Ken begin to snicker at the vendor’s foolishness.
“And I thought KEN was a moron,” Rich thinks to himself.
“Mmmmmm, HOT DOGS!” Ken shouts out loud.
“You- you- you guys are Methodical Disorder! Rich Cannon and Ken Kaze!”
Ken raises GEORGE~! into the air, who has Ken’s Extreme championship around his waist.
“And GEORGE~!” Ken inputs.
“Wow, I can’t believe I’m actually meeting you guys.”
“Yeah well, that’s what everybody says,” Rich says arrogantly.
“Say... don’t you two have a match against Symbiote?”
“Who?” Ken replies speedily.
“Onslot and Hybird,” the vendor pauses. “You know... the newest tag team to the NTICW.”
“Actually, they aren’t really the newest tag team in the NTICW - they were in the original NTICW not too long ago,” Rich implies.
“Oh yeah, that’s right,” the vendor pauses. “So, what do you think of you guy’s first tag team match together?”
“I want to shoot myself,” Rich mumbles under his breath.
“I think it’s going to RULE! I mean, I have Rich AND GEORGE~! on my side! As well as my Extreme title! EVEN XAVIER KANNON! THE WORLD CHAMPION!! And I also have to face that no good bum - Epic - again, to defend MY Extreme title! I don’t know WHY he wants to take something of mine that’s not his!” Ken yells out eagerly.
“GEORGE~!? That dumb trashcan? Come on; be real. That thing isn’t going to do anything!” the vendor replies egotistically.
Ken’s face begins to turn bright red, and then into dark red. The vendor looks at Ken befuddled. Ken elevates GEORGE~! into the air, cocks him back, and swings with all of his might and nails the vendor right in the skull with it; the nails digging into his head, as well as the barbwire, causing him to bleed. With the impact of the shot from Ken, he sends the vendor backward into the brick wall. Then Ken drops GEORGE~! to his side, grabs the food stand, and turns upside down while all of he tops and condiments confiscate the vendor.
Meanwhile, Rich grabs the cash that lies on the ground and slips it into his pocket. Rich walks over to the curb and calls a taxi. A taxi pulls over. Rich enters the taxi, and Ken along with GEORGE~! follow right behind Rich. The scene fades to black.
