Disclaimer: Moondust appears with permission from PWS:Apex Management and the creator of the character. Also, all comments made in narration and in promo are completely in character. This is just the authors interpretation of how his characters would react.
“In a state of bliss 'cause I said his goddamn name.
Now I gotta cock back, aim…
Yeah, bitch, pop Champagne to this!
It's your moment…
This is it, as big as you're gonna get, so enjoy it!
…Had to give you a career to destroy it.”
(We see Jesse Russow and Slaps McKill arrive at the arena as they walk up to catering…catching sideways glances from everybody as they walk by. They had made an impact…that was step one. Step two was going to undoubtedly be finding a way to assert their power. But how? Management keeps relegating them to the undercard trying to say they DON’T DESERVE bigger matches!?
DO YOU KNOW…WHO THE FUCK…I AM!?
Cut, print, cameras off. You don’t get to have a show anymore. See…THAT’S power. I could snap my fuckin’ pinkies together and pump out a better show, better moves, better drama, better ANYTHING because at the end of the day this is Slaps fucking McKiill and literally ANY Russow Brother.
RUSSOW.What, bitch? Did you think we weren’t paying attention? Did you honestly THHHHINK for a SECOND that we haven’t seen or heard every single time one of you PLEBES takes our hallowed name in vain? You got balls, Star Stormz. Laura Phoenix. Ambika Ren- WHO THE FUCK IS EVEN IN CHARGE ANYMORE!?!? Do YOU even know!? I swear to God you’d better be making it worth my while this wee-)
…
Moondust.
Jesse Russow: …oh FUCK…THIS.
(Jesse turns and looks at an angry looking Slaps McKill as he nods to him then jerks his head towards the hallway as Slaps begins following him until we see them approach a room that’s clearly labeled “Locker Room”.)
Jesse Russow: AND WHAT’S BEHIND DOOR NUMBER ONE!?!?
(Rearing back, Slaps absolutely kicks the door off its hinges. What? You want him to use his hands? Eww…germs, dude. Anyways our heroes storm into the now alert and standing locker room as everything gets dead quiet. All eyes are on the duo as Jesse walks to the middle of the room and looks around. He turns in a complete circle making sure to connect eyes with everybody man enough to return his glare until he raises his hand and snaps his fingers…and before anyone can react, Slaps has THROTTLED Moondust and has thrown him against the wall LIFTING him up by his throat as his feet kick in the air. Slaps brings him back down but pins him against the wall as Jesse walks over and puts his face an inch away from Moondusts ear.)
Jesse Russow: …you’re DEAD…Jolly Man.
(Slaps releases Moondust and walks out, disconnected from the whole situation. Where was HIS mind right now? Jesse jogs off after him. As they pass by management’s door Jesse stops, turns, and spinning back kicks THAT door knocking IT off it’s hinges as he whirls around screaming.)
Jesse Russow: Just remember…YOU booked this murder. Enjoy the show! Pfft…of course you will…it’s ME.
(Jesse is kind of taken aback…while no longer management, SOMEONE still has a vested interest in the company he was still on the board of and owned a hefty amount of stock in. His own brother, Levi Russow, steps out into the hallway RIGHT into Jesse’s face. Slaps takes a step forward but Levi holds up a finger.)
Levi Russow: I will get to YOU in a second.
(Surprisingly, Slaps recoils at this and looks a little ashamed of himself for a moment as Levi’s finger moves to Jesse’s face.)
Levi Russow: You, and I never thought it would be ME saying this…owe me a door. And YOU…
(Finger moves back to Slappy.)
Levi Russow: Owe me an explanation. I get it kid...but this ain't your answer.
Jesse Russow: You ain’t gettin’ SHIT…big brother.
Levi Russow: …we’ll fuckin’ see, won’t we?
Jesse Russow: Say when.
(Slaps puts an arm between the two brothers as he starts to lead Jesse off…surprisingly, both brothers have nothing left to say. They just keep an intense glare locked on each other as Slaps and Jesse disappear down the hall.)