Scoping Out the Competition [O2A]

[Jayceon Williams]

Jin Remmy had successfully taken care of Brent Starr on MayheM. Advancing forward another bracket in the Continental Championship Tournament. Next match was going to be Christian Pryce and Jon Pryor for the LockUp! show's match. Jin figured he might as well come and enjoy the show. See who's going to be his next victim in the inevitable crowning of the Continental Championship of Jin Remmy. His head held up high with a load of confidence, Jin didn't care who it was that would win the match tonight. He was ready for either Christian Pryice or Mr. IncogNEGRO Jon Pryor. He found himself backstage, walking the halls with a smirk across his face. He had left Tequila in the locker room to take a nap while he went out to take care of business. Catching sight of a couple of vending machines, Jin stopped in his tracks. There was a snack machine and a soda machine. He approached the two machines while stuffing his hand into his pants pocket. He pulled out a brown leather wallet with the words "Bad Motherfucker" printed across it. That's right. "Bad Motherfucker." Opening the wallet, he reached inside and pulled out a couple of Georges. Then he stuffed it back into his pocket.

"Hmm... Let's see what they got here."

He slipped one dollar into the machine and checked the selection they had. He decided he would get himself a bag of Cheetos, so he punched in the letter and number code on the keypad on the side. Down fell the bag of Cheetos into the compartment where you pick it up and his change fell into the change drop hole. Jin kneeled down and grabbed the change and the bag. Then he stepped over to the soda machine and slipped the other dollar and the change inside. Looking over the selection once again, he pressed the Diet Pepsi button. The process repeats itself again. With a bag of Cheetos and a Diet Pepsi in hand, Jin continued on down the hallway. As he walked, he heard someone calling out to him. With an eyebrow raised, Jin turned around to see who it was and what they wanted...

"Hmm?"

[Nattie Roxx]

"Don't you just hate the new Pepsi Logo?" Nattie replies, smile on her face as she waits a considerable distance away. She had recently signed a contact with Global Championship Wrestling, and was backstage, trying to get a feel for the place. It had a been a while since she had been backstage at a wrestling event, let alone for a company she was now working for. "Honestly, why did corporate America have to kill such an identifiable logo? That would be like Nike killing their swoosh, it just doesn't make any sense." She was now in front of the vending machine Jin was at earlier, and continued to speak out loud. "Chester really does know how to make things cheesey though."

[Jayceon Williams]

Jin looked at his bottle of Diet Pepsi and began to shake his head. He laughed a little and looked back to the girl who was talking to him. He hadn't really realized that they changed the logo for Pepsi. It was different though. Now that it was pointed out and he actually looked at the logo. He had always figured it'd remain the same, guess he was wrong on that one. Kind of a weird topic to spark up out of the blue, but Jin could work with it...

"Oh. Yeah. Hahaha... It is pretty different. Didn't really notice it before. Guess I got used to the general shape and colors of the logo and it didn't really register in my mind that something was different about it. Don't know why they changed it though. Makes about as much sense as the Cookie Crisp Cereal mascot being changed from a big, fat dog into some cracked out wolf now. Hahaha... And you gotta love Chester... He hasn't changed much, but can still make Cheetos pretty appealing. He doesn't disappoint though."

He lifted the bag of Cheetos up and nodded his head. Jin didn't recognize the girl. Guess she must've been part of the flood of new faces that comes with the opening of the new season. Might as well introduce himself and whatnot. Get all the formalities out of the way.

"I don't believe we've met before, have we? I don't think we have. The names Remmy... Jin Remmy. GCW's Resident Bad Guy. And you are...?"

[Nattie Roxx]

"Oh, you can just call me Nattie," she replies after a taking a quick glance, then peering back towards the vending machine. "Sorry for being abrupt, I tend to do that sometimes." She then crossed her arms over her chest, and rested her chin on top of her right palm as she continued to glare at her choices. "What ever happened to gummi bears being in these things? I mean...chocolate is fine and all, can never get enough of chocolate, but unless they're M&M's, they just have this tendency to melt, if they aren't all mooshy already." She faces Remmy again, rolling her eyes, "This vending machine sucks. Not in the mood for anything they provide. I think I'll just grab a water." She then walks over to the other machine, and puts a dollar through the machine, pressing the button for your generic brand bottled water. Once the machine did it's business, Nattie grabbed the bottle, and walked closer towards Remmy. "Cookie Crisp has had too many mascots, but the one I feel the most for was the monkey that used to be on Cocoa Krispies box. Snap, Crackle, and Pop just had to whore their way onto another cereal. I just wonder what he's doing now."

[Jayceon Williams]

"Who knows?"

Jin shrugged his shoulders and stuffed his hand into his bag of Cheetos. Grabbing a few cheesey puffs and pulling them out. He lifted the Cheetos up to his mouth and stuck them in his mouth. Jin chewed the cheesey goodness and enjoyed every moment of it. Once he swallowed, he continued...

"It's what happens in this world with everything. And I mean EVERYTHING. After whatever many years passes and the higher ups consider something "outdated," they feel the need to re-introduce their product to the new generation with what they think we'll react to. It's ridiculous. You'll see this with anything. Movies, cartoons, mascots... Anything. They try to fix something that's not broken. Can't stop it. Can't do anything about. Just sit and watch it happen. Complain all we want, we've got to accept the rehashed trash they throw at us."

Jin shook his head and exhaled a sigh. He twisted the cap to his Diet Pepsi bottle and cracked it open. Tilting his head back, he took a quick sip from the diet soda. Twisting the cap back on, he looked over at Nattie. Listening for her response...

[Devin Matthews]

You're watching...

A GCW.com EXCLUSIVE

While there's a pause in the conversation the camera, flips over and refocuses on GCW.com's own Devin Matthews who looks really excited to be there. By there I mean a scant few feet away, within microphone range, with his handheld HD camera.

See this is why you've got to bookmark us. No one else is going to give you stuff like this. We've got World Title Tournament Finalist Jin Remmy and Oh God!

That's Nattie Roxx!

Here in GCW, you heard it here first. Hey rest of the internet, consider yourself scooped.

He gives them all a nice scornful point.

This is raw, just 2 great superstars backstage chatting unscripted about our awesome sponsors, like Pepsi, General Mills and Smack Pizza, which I didn't hear mentioned. Until now. Their marketing guy is going to be so stoked.

But let's go back to the action, fans.

And the shot returns to the conversation at the vending machine.

[Nattie Roxx]

"It's really too bad you aren't drinking Pepsi Max. Because then I can say the foam is from the mouth of a rapid wolverine, the can is made from the haul of a nuclear submarine, and that it taste so sweet because it's abstracted from scorpion venom." She then pats Jin on the back friendlily, "Maximum taste, no sugar, and maybe scorpion venom, it's the first diet cola for men." She then takes a wink at the camera behind them, and gives a thumbs up. Nattie Roxx: official spokesperson for Pepsi.

[Jayceon Williams]

Jin just shook his head and laughed a bit to himself. The cameras were rolling? And they were trying to make a quick buck of off Jin and Nattie? Pfft... Jin's got your money making speech right here. Pepsi better prepare to have their sales blown out of the water.

"Pepsi Max is cool and all... But it's got nothing on..."

Jin turned away from the camera for a brief moment. Reaching into the inside pocket of his jacket. Then he turned around with this can in hand.

“Brawdo, The Thirst Mutilator… It’s like a monster truck you can pour into your face. It’s got electrolytes. What are electrolytes? ”

He paused and shrugged his shoulders. Then Jin continued on his rant...

“I don’t know, but they are extremely AWESOME. And Brawndo is full of them. They help plants grow. Which is why you should drink Brawndo and not water. Because water is from the toilet, and I’ve never seen plants grow out of the toilet. And it’s got caffeine, SUPER EXTRA CAFFEINE. And five kinds of sugar, which make it DELICIOUS. And much better than other energy drinks which are NOT DELICIOUS. Drinking it will make you wonder why you’ve never CRUSHED A HUMAN SKULL with your BARE HANDS. But you won’t have to because you’ll already know Brawndo TASTES how that would FEEL. Which is like having sex with a tractor trailer in a parking lot. Errrrrrrrrrrrgh!”

Jin flexes his muscles and begans to throw his arms up and down. 'Hulking' up, if you will like good ol' Hogan likes to do. He points down at the bottom of his pants, which were already ripped up a little bit. Simply because it was a pair of pants that were too long for him, so stepping on the bottoms while he walked caused some wear and tear around his ankles. Which was good for this moment to continue his little moment of selling.

“I just split my pants like the INCREDIBLE HULK. See that?! Brawndo will make you need NEW PANTS! And while you’re out buying new pants, you should buy some new shoes because you’re going to wear out your shoes from kicking everyone’s ass all the time! Brawndo will make you want to kick everyone’s ass all the time! Which might be good or bad, but either way you’re going to WIN, because Brawndo will make you WIN at things you’re not even supposed to WIN at. Like YELLING. Brawndo will make you WIN AT YELLING. Or maybe instead of YELLING, something else like JUMPING or WAVING. Because you’ll be able to wave your hands REALLY FAST. And you’ll probably become INVISIBLE. Which doesn’t even make any SENSE. But if that doesn’t happen, then you’ll probably just end up RUNNING SOMEWHERE. Which is good, if you like RUNNING. But even if you don’t, Brawndo will make you WIN AT EXERCISE.”

Jin turns back to the camera and gives it smile and a wink. Cue in the cheesy sparkle on the pearly whites. You can call this Jin's 'Billy Mays Moment' of selling out. Then he turns back to Nattie and shakes his head. Laughing to himself.

[Jon Pryor]

"This is real cute..."

Jon Pryor invites himself into this conversation. A slight look of amusement... but also the studied look from him. He knew he had one hell of a challenge in Christian Pryce tonight... but this... "It'll be nice to know what you can still cut a promo about after I win that World Championship, and leave you pounding on the glass ceiling right above your head."

He smirked, looking at the bag. "But, hey, look at the bright side. They let some merchandise whore out of Connecticut be a champion for a long ass time and crammed him down our throats... I'm sure that Amanda could toss you a title shot or two for me to knock back down if you secure her a Frito-Lay deal, hm?"

He nodded to the girl. Her name was unimportant to him. "I have to say though, Remmy... I'm pretty impressed after MayheM the other night... even if I was left in a distracting, wet shirt courtesy of my bitch for the night, Christian Pryce. Make sure you find yourself right down there, right into front row... so you can get a good look at what I'm capable of, just as I did. Not many people can brag about a win over my tag-team partner, I know that for sure."

[mg]

MG is walking down the hall towards the door to leave to the basement (his personal locker room). He was wearing a MG logo'd Hoody and sweat pants with his gym bag on his shoulder. He was pissed off about losing. Maybe him and Scott should have never smoked. He kept walking untill he spots Jin, Jon, Nattie, and a camera.

Hm.

After all the action passed by all of a sudden the camera flashes in his face with the lights kind of blinding him when he puts up his hands.

Get that shit outta my face man!

No movement. So MG walks to the vending machine.

So this is the attraction of this damn camera. I see Miller Light here having a orgasim about cheetos and Brawno or something. So I'm gonna shut this camera man up maybe all of you will go in your locker rooms and shut the f*** up.

MG punches a hole in the machine and then slams it on the ground. MG stands on top of it and jumps up and down on it untill his foot got stuck in it. He pulls it out and his is ankle is bleeding.

Shit. *He looks at them with a smile* You future champs have fun aight. But remember, I just lost a match yesterday and I'm not in a mood.

MG leaves the scene

[Devin Matthews]

Gee that's pretty interesting, you being pissed off because you lost.

So interesting it's getting cut when we post this.

And focus regained.

Anyway, if you're keeping score at home that's 2 of the 3 potential contenders for the GCW World Title at Absolution and all of the bills paid for the rest of this video.Now, since I'm pretty sure no one's noticed me we're going to continue observing the GCW superstars in their natural habitat.

Don't you worry, the hard-hitting stuff is coming.

[Jayceon Williams]

A raised eyebrow from Jin as he witnesses a little temper tantrum that MG felt like he had to do. Guess that's the only way he hopes to get noticed around here. Makes sense. Cry about enough crap, someone is bound to listen. Unfortunately, that's what mothers and fathers are for. Not here in the real world. You down drop to the floor, kicking and screaming, and expect to get what you want. Cue the face palm from Jin, as he's embarassed for this nyukka.

"Riiiight... Well... Now that MG is done PMSing and whatever... Hopefully he'll get himself some Tampax to fix whatever emotional issues that he's got bottled up inside."

End product whoring, and return to more important matters at hand. Like the one with Jon Pryor here feeling like it's time to get face to face with Jin Remmy while he's having a friendly little conversation/product placement ad with Nattie. A smirk forms on his face as he turns his attention to Jon. Shaking his finger at him, he responds to the comments made by him before MG had to rudely stick his nose in places it doesn't belong...

"Alright. All fun, games, and commercial marketing aside... What's wrong IncogNEGRO? Can't have a little fun in this business anymore? Do I have to be an uppity uptight, panties in a bunch nyukka who feels the need to see who swings the bigger one by comparing title reigns? Did they cancel the Jon Pryor Power Ranger Hour or something? Is that what's bugging you?"

He puts the Brawndo can, Diet Pepsi bottle, and bag of Cheetos away into various pockets on his person. Then he folded his arms across his chest. Not in the least bit intimidated by Jon. He's heard of this nyukka's accomplishments and what he can do. He's seen what he's done here so far. Didn't make a single bit of difference to him. Jin was still going to smash this fool like the tool that he is.

"And don't worry. I'll be sure to get myself a nice spot at the commentator table... Just for you. Or Christian Pryce. Whichever of the two of you walk out the winner tonight. It doesn't matter who. The results at the end of the tournament are going to be the same regardless of who I face. I'll go out there and do what I do best. And that's make nyukkas like you and Maxipad Gangsta over there realize who is, without a doubt, the most deserving man on GCW's roster. After the major flop of a season last year for yours truly, I think it's only right to slap the Continental Championship on someone who's fought and clawed his way to the top. And it damn sure isn't some closet Power Ranger like yourself.... And it damn sure isn't our 'hero' Christian Pryce. Whether you like it or not Jon, you can't stop the inevitable. I'm going to be the new Continental Champion at the end of this, and there's not a damn thing you can do about it."

[Jon Pryor]

"Oh, there's plenty that I can, and will do. Count on that... "nyukka." Shit, since you're so highly strung on... just what I was under, upon my return, I'm sure that we can have "Go-go Turbo-Negro" playing loudly as you make your exit back up the ramp when I have the belt, shouldn't we? I mean, I'd much rather have it be known that I'd been beaten, if it's at all possible, by a multi-time champion, instead of a Power Ranger.

That'd be just embarrassing, in my opinion... but, hey, since you want to harp on the details, I'm sure I can make that little arrangement for you."

Jon brushes shoulders past him, hitting the pop machine. He picks up two waters from it after depositing the right amount of change, tossing one to Remmy. "Start drinking that, I don't want you to use a cramp or something lame like that as an excuse after Absolution."

[jj]

Jack had arrived at Lock Up wanting a nice frosty Coke. As he searched for the vending machines he saw the comotion happening down the hall. As Jack got closer he saw that Remmy and Pryor were both standing by the machines, he also saw A Debutante he didn't recognize, and most importantly, a camera, which meant Jack had to be the jackass the fans were accustomed to. Jyndal took a deep breath and walked into the scene up to a vending machine....

God where the hell is Coke, it's only the most recognizable drink in the world...


Jyndal looks over at Pryor and Remmy.....

Look who we have here.... Jon "Invades GCW and does nothing but disrespect it" Pryor, and The luckiest SOB in the tourney Jin Remmy... I find it funny that both of you are conversing.... when in MY opionion, the man who isn't here is the most deadly. I mean from the matches I've seen, Pryce is gonna have no trouble running through you Jonny boy, tonight, and Remmy at Absolution....


Jack finally finds Coke on the machine, he slides in a coin and aftewr pressing the button grabs the dispernsed Coke at the bottom....

Now this my folks is a REAL drink... I'm just livin' the Coke side of life......


Jack looks at the camera for a moment then opens the can and begins to drink it, before looking back at the two men....

Listen.... don't get all worried cus I said this, I'm just honest about what I'm thinkin', but none of this matters, because as soon as this stupid tournament ends, the champion is gonna be tasting the canvas after a nice ol' IKO....

[Jon Pryor]

"Don't you mean the Champion?" Jon asked, his voice a little hoarse from some briskly swallowed water at the sudden appearance. He cleared his throat before continuing.

"It's swell that I have so many of you bitter and ready to cry over putting up a stupid Power Ranger ad during your little special championship promos. I mean, it must really get under your skin that I took the time to put a big old banner up when the spotlight was supposed to be on you, right? Or... how about the fact that I've now gone farther than the lot of the Titan division?

Jealousy is such a dangerous emotion. Better watch out, Jack..."

He snapped his fingers towards him... "Wouldn't want to see your career disappear just like that just because you've decided to pursue someone in a blind rage over a little thing like jealousy..."