PCP: Rampage vs. Felix 2 - TONIGHT 7:30 PM CT

Alfred Quinn: Hey Jeff. We need to talk. To all three of you.


Gorham: Well we’re all here, what’s up?


Alfred: We’re here to shake hands and call an end to this before it gets out of control. You boys are some tough kids, and it was all in good competition, and who knows, we might meet sometime in the future. Anyway, you don’t have to worry about me or my brothers at the moment, we’re moving on.

Trevor Quinn nods his head in agreement.


David Quinn: Well y’all speak for y’all selves, but I ain’t done. I want to face ol’ ninja boy over here. You must think you’re hot shit after beating my brothers. Well I bet you can’t do the same to me. C’mon and try some of that Kung Fu and see what happens.


Loomis: I’m down. Let’s do it.


Gorham: Alright you two will have a match at the next event on October 3rd.


David: See you soon ninja boy.

Gorham: Thank you for being on time, but let’s get straight to it. That bullshit you all pulled at the last event is unacceptable in PCP. It will not be tolerated going forward. Is that understood?


Jimmy Barrett: Woah hold on now, you called us in hear for that? Babydoll, you should be telling me that I’m the number one contender for that heavyweight belt. I’m undefeated in singles matches, and there ain’t nobody else more qualified.


Gorham: You’re out of your goddamn mind if you think I’m going to reward you for that shit show, and besides Big Bama Ray is the next in line. Right now I’m not sure if I should suspend you or just fire you. So I want the three of you to hang around, and I’ll have a decision by the end of the day.

Gorham entered the room and got between Hoss Sr. and the Barrett’s. After getting some distance between them, Gorham wanted to know what’s going on.


Gorham: What’s going on? Hoss, this isn't like you. Everything okay?


Hoss Sr: Well, I’ve had enough. You saw what they did to my boy. I’m here to end this thing, so get out of my way.


Gorham: C’mon Hoss, calm down. Let’s figure this thing out.


Hoss Jr: I tell you what, put us two against them three, tornado tag rules. We can take em paw.


Hoss Sr: Now that’s a plan son.


Jimmy Barrett: |laughing| Y’all two ain’t that bright are ya. Book it Gorham.


Gorham: I don’t feel comfortable making that match, but if you don’t have a third person in mind, then I guess I’ll make an exception.


It was at this moment that a faint voice could be heard saying “Um...I’ll be your partner”


Gorham: Kenny Bread, where did you come from?


Bread: Uh...sir I’ve been in here the whole time, but no one noticed.


Gorham: Oh, you sure you want to get involved in this mess?


Bread: Uh..They’ve been bullies to me...and I don’t like bullies...so I’m gonna...I’m gonna...I’M GONNA KICK THEIR ASS!


All three members of Monster Gains fell to the floor laughing.


Hoss Sr: I like your attitude kid. Put him on my team.


Gorham: Okay, a six man tornado tag match it is.


Jimmy Barrett: You just don’t know when to quit do you. I already showed that I’m better than you and your son. Now you got a kid on your team? This ain’t fun anymore, I feel sorry for you now, especially that boy of yours for having such a dumb old man. You hear me you dummie? You’re an idiot, and you don’t belong in my ring. Now get out my weight room.


Hoss Sr. looked at his son and gave a nod, then they bull rushed past Gorham and started brawling with Monster Gains. Kenny Bread decided to join the fray as well. Gorham tried restoring order, but it was an impossible task. They brawled through the training center, eventually making it out to the parking lot.

Thomson: Thanks for joining me today. Before we get into your upcoming match, I’d like to ask about your time in PCP. So champ, Port City Pro held their first event, the Battle of Mobile Bay, last June. It was a one night tournament to crown the first heavyweight champion. You beat three men that night to win the title. How did you feel going into that event, and what did you feel after you won?


Jenkins: Straight up, I was nervous as hell, but once I got in the ring it almost felt like I was in a boxing match, so the nerves went away fast. But yeah, after I won that last match, all I felt was relief, like my decision to leave boxing was validated, you know.


Thomson: Well you certainly made a statement that night. So moving forward, you haven’t said much since your title victory, is there a reason for that? I ask because other wrestlers seem to be getting more attention, especially those who are more vocal, like your tag partner, Big Bama Ray.


Jenkins: |cracking a smile and a light chuckle| Man, don’t start with that junk. Ray don’t mind speaking up, but he tells it like it is, that’s why we get along so well. As for everyone else, I guess they gotta do something to get some attention. I prefer to let my actions do the talking, and right now, I’m focused on my next match.


Thomson: Speaking of your next match, your opponent, Tiger Newton, has made quite the impact since his surprising debut. That was the same night you defended your title against Cade Wageman. Do you have anything to say about Newton’s appearance that night?


Jenkins: It was messed up is what it was. That was some bullshit.


Thomson: I see. You went on to retain your title that night, and it seemed like you might be unstoppable. Well, until last month, when you were pinned in a tag match and took your first loss. Has that affected you in any way? Will it play a part in you’re upcoming title defense?


Jenkins: You know I was starting to feel unbeatable myself, but I think the loss will help me going forward. You gotta look for the positives, so I think it’s good that it happened now. It showed me this ride at the top could be gone at any moment, so it lit a fire in me to get better. I’m ready to defend my championship.


Thomson: Darryl, this has been an absolute pleasure. One last question, do you have anything you would like say to Tiger Newton?


Jenkins: The same thing I tell all of em. Hurricane punch, lights out, and still...|points at the championship, then raises both arms as the video fades out|