[It opens up to a studio somewhere out of nowhere, with the black flag hanging on the wall. Then smoke appears out of nowhere, and suddenly out of the smoke there is the puppets Blacky and Wishy dressed in their respective hazmat suits vibing with the music. As the music slowly quiets out, they try to give one another some dap but stop dead in their tracks.]
Blacky: “So sorry man, I can’t catch that rona”
Wishy: “Why is that?”
Blacky: “If I touch myself in the face, then imma **** die on air.”
Wishy: “But we have hazmat suits on, gloves and all… so we should be protected at all cost.”
[Then Blacky then eyes back at the camera, as Wishy scratches his head. Then they sit at a table that is six feet apart from one another, then they see a monitor coming down from the ceiling and its all static n shit. Then bout two hours later, the image shows Riely Reid who’s wearing nothing but face mask and gloves on as she sits on the floor.]
Blacky: “Oh shit, the porn star herself Riely Ried… how you holding up with the quarantine?”
Ried: “Oh you know; I’ve been in the crib chillin in the nude…”
[Then Wishy eyes the screen and starts to “drool” at the sight oh her small perky tits. Then he tries to cherk himself off with his hands, but Blacky throws a shoe at him to focus.]
Wishy: “Oh my bad, uh so ried… how long you been fucking on camera?”
[Ried then smiles and blushes at them, as they both start to scratch their heads over that question.]
Ried: “I’ve been doing it for about five to nine years, it’s been a thing for me since I don’t like a nine to five grind. I’d much rather fuck on camera, then work in a cubical all day.”
[Blacky and Wishy nod their heads in agreement.]
Wishy: “So I have question to ask you… you don’t have to answer if you don’t want to…”
[Wishy then looks around the room all hesitant and shit as Blacky slams his hand on the table, due to time constraints. Wishy then drinks some water, and ask her that question he’s dying to know.]
Wishy: “Di—di—di you fuck Jake Paul after that KSI fight? I sensed that you and him would be a thing…”
[Ried then rolls her eyes at that question.]
Ried: “Oh no I didn’t… well… just no I was only doing that for publicity in the public last year.”
Blacky: “True true… well I have a question to ask you too...”
Ried: “What is it?... I dying to know!”
[Blacky then ponders the question, pulls out a shitty iphone 4 and scrolls through twitter. Then he stumbles upon an old tweet that might cause some tension.]
Blacky: “Hey Ried, I checked your tweet, and it said you managed to rape some dude in the movie theater years ago… is that true? I mean if so, then I guess that means you are rapist yourself. Not that I’m judging but—“
[Then she hangs up on the call, and Blacky and Wishy burst out in laughter, but then the screen shifts into a dark room with red lighting illuminating in the spaces. Then a man dressed in a suit with a red jacket appears in the room.]
"Hello all, my name is Mr. After Hours or A.H. for short. As you all know how the world is going to shit, i want you guys to remember to always wash your hands, and make sure you don't ramsack the gun racks for the hell of it. Now that is out of the way, I want you lovely folks understand something about me. Where I come from, people want to help others, and to gain a deeper perspective on others, just for the sake of others.
Well as of now on, John and Tommy, when they are teaming of course (maybe separate or not) … I am going to be at their corner this coming Anarchy, and I will be guiding them to the happy side of X.O. life and pleasures of being able to just create the carnage that they see fit. Ever since I got a call from JB, I knew he wanted me to be their guide to what is right and wrong, and how to go about it in the ring. At the end of the day, all I can do for them is to just support them, and maybe bring up the X.O. ideals among them for a better outcome in the land of X-Treme.
Now my mission is to seek out their competition, and it’s in the form of the Themis Sisters, or are they cousins… whatever they are, it doesn’t matter to me or to THUGS. They are something special in this company, and even to Tommy apparently, as you all may know he lost the Talkin Shit belt to her last month, and managed to thwart himself onto her for the X-Treme title not too long ago, which failed. Then to my brother JB, he gotten himself involved with a love triangle with her and two other white males who are higher in the stratosphere of relevance I won’t name.
It’s simple, my guys both want a piece of Atara Themis, and feast on her entrails like a zombie outbreak for all the trouble she caused them. So Atara, if I were you I’d stay in that corner and watch as my men beat the ever loving pigment of pig skin off your sister Osira, because last time I checked, they told me that they want to brutally beat you down, and possibly ruin your life, and make you unrecognizable to the world.
So in simple terms ladies…. JB and Tommy will make sure you both don’t walk out of Anarchy alive this coming Thursday.”
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