I lost? NO!!!

[Guest Blind Ryan]

Camera cuts to RKade's dressing room where Combat sits behind RKade popping various bones in his neck and upper back. She stops when RKade motions to the cameraman to hand him a wireless mic.

 

RK: The owners lied to me, Combat. They said I'd be a shoe-in. All I had to do was to spout their shit. YOU! YOU told me it was a good idea. WHAT AM I GONNA DO NOW???

 

CT: Shut up Kade. You're going to hit them and you're going to hit them hard. We'll teach them what happens for tricking us.

 

RK: CARNAGE!!! You were supposed to take the fall nice and easy but you couldn't do it could you? Now I'm on the lowest rung of this ladder and it's YOUR fault for not helping me up the damn thing.

 

RKade jogs off to find Carnage (not a pretty site (real or otherwise unfortunately) ) and finds him in his dressing room as the cameraman follows.....

 

 

{Wait for it folks. Carnage and I are working on something here}

[Guest carnage]

The door to carnages’ dressing room was ajar. As rKade stormed in the direction of his opponent’s room he could hear the muffled sounds of a television set. This did little to dissuade him from kicking the door open and barging in while his compatriot, Combat Toyoda, followed closely behind.

Inside the dressing room Carnage sat quietly on a bench. He was fixated on a small 13 inch color TV that sat unassumingly on a shelf next to his locker. The image of, “Johnny Bravo” filled the screen as the charismatic psychopath was catching up on his cartoon watching. A collection of Scooby-Doo bobble-head figures were bobbling-away on top of the TV. RKade fumed as Carnage ignored his forceful entrance.

 

“Hey!!!Freak!!!” he bellowed as Carnage continued to ignore him.

 

“I didn’t come to this federation to loose to some asshole in a Halloween mask!” rKade barked as Carnage finally stood up and turned his attention to him.

 

“I’m supposed to be a star here! You got lucky tonight; maybe you want to see how lucky you are in a weapons match!”

 

As rKade awaited an answer to his demand Carnage just continued to look at him with a blank expression in his eyes. He subtly turned his head a bit to the left as if zoning out, then returned to his television show.

 

“What the fuck?!” rKade barked as he returned to Combat Toyoda, who was waiting outside the locker room.

 

“What the hell is wrong with this guy?” he asked as he heard footsteps coming from inside the locker room. He turned just in time to see a man in a long white lab coat slamming the door in his face.