After a flawless performance Scott Blaze stands in the ring with the microphone.
Blaze: Now that I've defeated yet ANOTHER flawed wrestler, it's about time I started getting more respect around here. BRING IT OUT NOW!
On cue some people come out from behind the curtains rolling a red carpet down the aisle as Killa B comes walking out obviously hiding something under his shirt looking paranoid as hell. He's also wearing a ski mask.
Trunks: What's that guy doing?
Joey: Well we alls aw him steal the belt from Jacob Mitchell earlier, he's probably worried about getting his face rearranged for the double cross.
Killa rolls into the ring.
Blaze: Get that ridiculous thing off your head!
Killa takes it off and pulls a mic out from his pocket.
Killa B: Yo nigga I got yo belt.
Killa pulls it out from under his shirt and slaps it to Blaze's chest. Scott just smacks his forehead.
Blaze: MORON! THIS IS THE ICWA TITLE!!!
Crowd laughs
Killa B: Well...Sheet dog. My bad? But hey a titles a title right?
Blaze: No. A title isn't a title!
Killa B: But...your belt isn't even a real one right? So...I don't know fuck it home boy I got you a belt!
Blaze: This belt is worthless! What the Hell is anybody gonna do with this thing?
Killa B: Back home, momma used to use garbage like that to keep the table from rockin when we's eatin.
Blaze: Get out, get out now.
Joey: Funny how Blaze would rather have a title with no meaning than a title of a real company.
Trunks: Well...it is just the ICWA title.
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