[It simply opens up to a casino, where people are playing craps and the likes. Then we see the players getting their cards to play from the dealer, then after they set up their deck, the dealer nods to them if they are ready. As soon they are, then suddenly a group of Shuan Wilde look a likes in mask raid the casino. The one of them get up on the table, and they start to hip thrust as the patrons are hypnotized by it.]
Shuan Impersonator: As I dance my ass off, you all better give me all your money! Also, give me some Doritos Nacho’s 3D while your at it!
[Then one of the patron stopped being under hypnotism, and looks at the person on the table.]
Casino Patron: Hey you get off the table, we are in middle of a…
[Then the person standing on the able starts to gyrate his hip near the patron, which caused him to be under hypnotism again. Then the guys in the mask all have fat sacks of cash on their persons and celebrate by eating Doritos 3D’s bag of chips.]
Shaun Impersonator: We will rule the world and—
???: And what?
Shaun Impersonator: Who said that? Fellas who said that?
[The smoke blows in the area, and a shadowy man stands over it. Then we see Tommy in a biker jacket holding his pink Kendo stick in his hand, and he then starts to whack the thieves with it. As they run off without the sacks of cash, the two have a standoff.]
Shaun Impersonator: Who do you think you are? We we’re having a blast with eating our Doritos 3D’s chips until you ruin it! Now I must destroy you!..
[Then the Shuan impersonator gets off the table, and tries to have a dance off with Tommy, then Tommy looks into the camera and beats the shit out of him with the stick. Then he picks up the bag, and before he could eat into it, the camera man stopped the ad.]
Dick Dolittle: CUT! TOMMY YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO HAVE A DANCE OFF WITH THE GUY BEFORE YOU EAT THE CHIP!
Tommy: Oh I was I supposed too? Oh well, fuck it… I don’t need this shit, I’m leaving this shoot.
Dick Dolittle: Tommy wait I—
[Tommy walks off the set, and he ended up wondering at Rodeo drive, just window shopping. As he walked down the sidewalk, his phone goes off and noticed it was Mr. Wiggins on the line which he answers.]
Tommy: Yo, Wiggles… sup?
Mr. Wiggles: Tommy, I just received a call from the director you left the shoot for the ad, why is that?
Tommy: I don’t care about ad spots, I’m not like Shawn who’s willing to be told what to do, in fact why the hell you booked me on that shoot in the first place?
Mr. Wiggles: Well, you needed the exposure, and he was desperate for a star like you to be in it, you should have stayed and gotten paid.
Tommy: Nah, it was bullshit anyways… but on the real, I watched the news the other night at the hotel about John, what’s up with that?
Mr. Wiggles: Oh, he’s dealing with charges for messing with minor, and he told me he didn’t do a thing. So I told him to calm down, and when we get back to Maryland we’d settle this situation.
[Tommy then stops at store that a sign that read “NO BANNA MIXTAPE SOLD HERE!” and he looked at it with little shock and terror, then he see’s the kids who approached to the store and turned away from the store due to the sign. Then he watches them leave, and he continues on his walk while holding the one in his hand on his ear.]
Tommy: Hey Wiggles, did you manage to press the tapes and sell them in the stories by any chance?
Mr. Wiggles: Uh, why you ask on that?
Tommy: I told you that it wasn’t supposed to be sold on the streets, and be left it in my studio vault. Now, I see why JB’s in trouble, all because of you trying to fuck with us.
Mr. Wiggles: Wh-what makes you say that?
[Then he encounters a group of protestors who are holding signs that said “no bannna tape here!” and “ban freedom of thugs”, and the likes as they circle around one another. Then Tommy ignores them and hangs up on Mr. Wiggins, and walks away from their vicinity, then he ended up back into his hotel to chill in. Then he hears a knock on the door, and he opens it to see a newspaper boy hand it to him, he tips him about two cents and slams the door in his face. As he sits on the bed to read the paper, and reads a headline that had something to do the tape and JB.]
[As time passed on, Tommy was visibly annoyed while he was reading it until he crumbles it up and tosses it on the floor. Then he hears another knock on the door, and he walks up to it and opens it to see two females in their red dress and heels on. Tommy then eyes them both, and let them into his room.]
Tommy: What you ladies want from me? I don’t have anything to sign nor I want to hear about a record deal.
[Then both of them grab Tommy and force him on the bed, the one of them gets on top of him and the second lady takes off her hose, and smothers them in his face, which knocked him out. Then by the time morning came, he wakes up with both of them by his side, not remembering what happened. Then he gets out of the bed in his boxers and shirt, and heads out to the balcony to speak to himself to the sky.]
Tommy: Shit, if I knew that this whole tape thing would be an issue, I’d would have not released this shit and saved me and my homies the trouble from it. But, it did give me some kind of clout where it could be good or bad. Maybe I should be happy with everything, and let things blow over for the sake of my own sanity.
But on the flip side, I worry about JB and his mental state with this case, and I know Reggie wanted no part of this publicity. It’s kind of my fault for having faith in our scumbag attorney and spin doc, Wiggles for this mess. If I had told from the initial state of this tape not to be released to the public, I would have been fine with it being underground. No shady record executive nor gaining the society to put us on a witch hunt for obscene shit. Although, why should I worry what they think? I even turned down a $350,000 deal with that ad spot with fake Shaun for some shitty chips that went out of style since 1998.
Speaking of Shuan… Shawn… that spyder lookin boy, sure has some words to say against me. I bless his little heart for talking shit, while struggling to break free from Baphomet’s mind games. Maybe, he might end up quitting against me in that ring, as I take that mirror and send him to alterative world of pain and misery. But, at the same time he’s pretty much a newcomer who needs to get some props, he rep hard for Warfare against Sarah not to long ago.
But at this point, Shawn and the critics… including that backstabbing MF’er Wiggins can all burn in hell. Once I land in Italy, I’m going to make sure Shawn will end up the devil’s doorstep with flames eating him alive, as I break his freaking ankle on my Kurt Angle shit. Time for me to make a name against this souled out hero, he’s going to have to worry more about me than a guy who’s freed from prison… maybe it might cost him who knows?
Time will tell…
[Then Tommy hears the two thots in the room and heads back in, as the scene fades with the door closing behind him.]
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