Everybody

[Delikado]

Some-Kinda-Something-Productions presents
B O S S
Episode 15 – “Everybody”

Staples Center[/u]

A mighty drumbeat echoes over the opening shot of the arena where Shockwave is set to be held this fast-approaching Sunday.

Deli, Deli, Kado, Kado!
Deli, Deli, Kado, Kado!
Deli, Deli, Kado, Kado!
Deli, Deli, Kado, Kado!

A massive crowd of people stands like a wall, the people blocking off the arena as they stand with their backs to the building and face outward to something off-screen. The protesters blocking the arena wave APW flags and hoist up signs reading “Down with Deli!” and “New Overdrive Champ Coming! FACT!” in a mockery of Delikado’s statements of FACTuality. Several t-shirts are also seen on the bodies of the anti-Delikado crowds, shirts of CJ Gates, Keaton Saint, Mark Mania, and Slade Craven; appropriate since everyone in this mass collection of hundreds is a fan of one or more of Delikado’s Scramble Match challengers. One of the men, wearing a headband that loudly pronounces “TEAM APW” in red, squints as the sun beams down and illuminates the sight before him and the crowd that has gathered:

A jaw-dropping ocean that stands a couple yards away…Deli Tee Vee crew members. There may be close to one thousand Delikado supporters amassed in this armada. The protest leader folds his hands behind his back, thinking. Many of the Deli Tee Vee staffers are already lined up, staring down their opposition, and yet even more continue to file in from Smart Car Monster Trucks.

Protest Leader: This Cuban…what a whore, recruiting everything and everyone he can to work for him. I saw what they did in Fargo, and his armies were in the early one-hundreds then. This can only mean one thing for us to do……DIE! WE’RE ABOUT TO GET ABSOLUTELY SLAUGHTERED!! WHO COULD HAVE POSSIBLY COME UP WITH SUCH A STUPID, RECKLESS PLAN AS THIS?!?!!?

Supporter: That was you. You said we’d stand out here and intimidate Delikado before his match, to show him the people of APW will push and fight for any other but him to hold the Overdrive Championship, and to leader APW into a new era of prosperity.

Protest Leader: Well I was WRONG! WRONG, WRONG, WRONG! THAT’S A HORRIBLE IDEA, AND IT’S ONLY GONNA LEAD TO THE NEW ERA OF OUR PROSPERITIES BEING ABSOLUTELY BUTT-RAPED!

Everyone: Nooooooo!

The leader, sensing everything will only get worse if he follows Plan B and flees the fuck out of here, clears his throat and steps forward.

Protest Leader: Ahem…this is what we will do. If we…if we can simply show support and courage toward our heroes, the Gates, Mania, Slade, Keaton, then I am certain our actions will fuel them to succeed and fight EVEN STRONGER against this Cuban wraith.

Timmy the Bubble Boy: Waaaaaah! I don’t wanna get a boo-boooooooo!

Timmy the Bubble Boy proceeds to try and roll away as he sobs, but he bumps into a parked car, sending off the car alarm and leaving him stuck there in an awkward angle.

Protest Leader: Surely…SURELY we can overcome such thoughts. After all, our heroes have taken many-a boo-boo’s in their days of fighting for the APW, and they have come back stronger each time. But…….but….*sniff*….I grew up in LA all my life, always enjoying the skyline of this city….and yet I cannot SEE the horizon anymore! This Cuban’s Deli Tee Vee makes up the entire skyline!

Meanwhile, on the side of Delikado and his Deli Tee Vee empire, the Cuban Overdrive Champion marches through the crowd of followers with GSA and the bunny at his back, as well as Ewan Jakeway. The Bawse looks out at the Staples Center toward the protesters who have come together to put up a resistance.

Delikado: Hmm. These are the fandoms of Delikado’s opponents! Delikado did not expect to see any support for those LOSERS after he humiliated them at Overdrive. Someone get word to those guys that we’re gonna come over there and fuck up their fuck-holes. For fun! HA!

Delikado chuckles as he turns to Lionel the magic bunny in GSA’s arms.

Delikado: You know, bunny, this time three years ago, Delikado won a Championship that was much like the Overdrive Championship. He had much more humbleness and restraint then, in his Deli Tee Vee squadron, and do you know what Delikado did with that championship?

GSA leans toward his bunny, listening to its “words” as a bunny whisperer does.

GSA: The bunny asks why you bring up this topic now, Cubaness?

Delikado: Because Delikado was initially called a joke and a disgrace then, when he won this previous title. Nobody saw the worth in me having the belt in my possession, and every man who faced Delikado said he would defeat me and take the title off my sexy waist. They would say the same words Delikado has heard from all four of his Shockwave opponents: “Delikado has done nothing to earn the title”, like CJ Gates has said; “Delikado is a fake, that there are better and much more REAL wrestlers than me”, as Keaton Saint proclaimed; “Delikado is a clown, a man who brings laughs to the people, but no talent to the ring”, akin to Mark Mania’s announcement; and “Delikado will be beaten and tossed aside by a superior, ‘Main Man’,” to quote the yammering of Slade Craven. But do you know what ultimately happened with this title, that is not much different from the Overdrive Championship in terms of glory and history within its placement inside the company…?

Delikado straightens up the Overdrive Championship around his sexy waist, grinning wider and wider as he answers his own question.

Delikado: Delikado won. Delikado retained that title each and every time, against every man, woman, and shade-of-grey tranny who came his way and challenged what he did as Champion. Delikado became the longest reigning, most successful Champion in that place’s history. And if the company he did it in had not been forced to shut down, then this time right now, three years later…Delikado would STILL be Champion! But in a way…*nudging to Overdrive title*…Delikado IS still Champion.

He turns toward the Staples Center and points to it with a mighty finger.

Delikado: Delikado will CONTINUE to be Champion, and it all starts in that arena, at Shockwave! The results will be most grisly and un-in-favor of any of those four he defends against.

GSA: But why are you approaching the arena with such….numbers, says the bunny?

Delikado: So that Delikado may sap the strength from the guts his opponent’s ahead of time. But in order to do that, Delikado will start with something that brings a little more…”spice”, more flavor. That is what I do as Champion, I always bring more, I am always putting the pedal to the metal, and embracing Overdrive Delikado. Today, Overdrive Champion Delikado sees fit to use……the Catapults.

GSA: The…The Catapults?

Delikado grins in pride as he nods his head, guiding his guests closer to the front of the Deli Tee Vee masses.

Delikado: Mhmm. The Art of TRUE Champion Warfare demands that an experienced, knowledgeable Champion not waste his time or energy fighting until he sees that the field of battle is open completely to his advantage. Totally one-sided. You never want your opponents to start off with the upper-hand, be it physically, mentally, or sexually. Learned that last one in E-Catraz Prison….not personally, thankfully.

GSA squirms a bit and holds his bunny close as the group reaches the front line, where catapults are indeed being set up.

GSA: But Bawse sir, is this whole “waste no energy fighting” plan really appropriate? I mean, you ARE one of the first to enter your Shockwave match, against Mark Mania. And you cannot bring a catapult into the ring to give you that initial advantage.

Delikado: Ah, very wise observation, bunny. But you see, Delikado is going to weaken his opponents, be it Mark Mania who he fights first or Keaton Saint he may face last, right here, right now outside this building where their fanbases have assembled to protest our arrival. They want to drag Delikado down, to try and break his spirit or frame of mind, so that their favorite in the Scramble Match may have a better chance of breaking Delikado’s body, and taking his title. That is what fans do, they will on the wrestler into unexpected levels of showmanship and physicality. It is spread far and wide, with each fan who shows up here today or tomorrow in the arena surrounding the ring. A message. And so the Champion who is hated and balked at by the greater majority of fans must spread his own message…

Delikado walks alongside the catapults as his staffers are preparing the devices for their unexplained use. The group looks over as a golden liquid is being compacted into a thin ball and stored into the catapults. Next to this golden liquid is several giant jars brandishing a logo with a bee on it.

Delikado: HONEY!

GSA does a double take as he stares at the catapults and the honey jars.

GSA: Honey?!

Delikado: It shall be launched and rain down on the people, be they fans or even simple passerby’s, like unholy fireballs….on a moo-cow.

Jakeway grimaces at this choice of action Delikado is taking, but he knows any comments will just be shot down and supported as “ratings-grabbers”, so he stays silent.

Sofia Monzón: *shouting to catapult-handlers* AT ARMS! Latch the honey into the catapults!

The glass balls holding the large quantities of honey are latched into the multiple catapults that are set up, facing so that they will launch their contents at the protestors. GSA and his bunny back up nervously as the catapults are armed with the honey.

Back on the protestor side, the Protest Leader and his friends are looking nervous as they talk strategy.

Protest Leader: Sooooooo….how do we do this? Do they come forward and we say “NO!” to block them from entry, or do we let Delikado try to enter the arena, wait til he’s among our crowds, and then we ambush and give him a wedgie or something while egging his face?

Keaton Saint Fan: You really have no reason to be head of a fan club, do you? Who are you supporting anyway? Mania? Craven?

Protest Leader: No, the Craven fan is over there.

He points to a fat man sitting in a wagon.

Slade Craven Fan: Daaaa, I gonna lub him and squeeze him and nevah, evah let goooooooo!

Returning to Delikado’s side, the catapults are all locked and loaded now as orders are given out by the top staff members. Everyone is tense in anticipation, ready for the wicked action to come.

GSA: Will this catapult action be relevant to your defense to come, Cubaness?

Delikado: Unbelievably so. Delikado’s opponents wish to be fighting champions and the like, but if we break who it is they wish to fight for, then they will have NOTHING to threaten Delikado with, no secret weapons they can use against Delikado. For fan favorites like my opponents, losing their fans means they lose the greatest amount. Soon they will have horseshit of a following, and APW will FIRE each and every one of them, because an unpopular superstar who brings nothing to this business is UNWORTHY of competing in Delikado’s ring, in Delikado’s APW! No more Gates, no more Saint, no more Craven, and no more Mania! The rule applies the same for them all! A lack of fans means a lack of remembrance for what you’ve done, a lack of care for what you want to do, and complete disinterest in everything you say……IF you are on the side that enjoys being cheered by and fighting for fools! FACT!

Delikado turns his head to the crowd of fans and grins in a psychotic manner.

Delikado: You may wish to hide your eyes, bunny. Delikado does not think you want to try and predict the outcome of this battle.

GSA, who is nervous enough for everyone on this side, shakes his head and turns his bunny so that he is shielding him from seeing what’s about to happen.

Sofia: *shouting* Release the honey balls! ….*to self* And where’s my paycheck for saying that…?

DELI, DELI, KADO, KADO!
DELI, DELI, KADO, KADO!
DELI, DELI, KADO, KADO!

The catapults launch, and the honey goes flying across the lot toward the protesters. The leader makes a cross with his fingers.

Protest Leader: Forgive me Father, for I have s—SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!

People start to flee, even as meteorites of honey explode all around them. Honey splashes people with such power that many of them fall and crash to the pavement after doing flips. A CJ Gates flag, wearing the North Dakota Cowboy’s smiling face, is pummeled and Gates’ head disappears in shiny, smooth liquid gold. A teenager tries to hightail it on his Mark Mania skateboard, but honey gets stuck in the wheels and he goes flying off the board into a thorn bush.

Mark Mania Teen: Mark Mania…WHAT A DUD!

The Keaton Saint fan next to the Protest Leader flinches and huddles into a ball, just as an entire ball of honey consumes him and he vanishes underneath it. Timmy the Bubble Boy is seen trying to run in his bubble, but the bubble is stuck in honey that is spilling out into on-coming traffic, dragging Timmy against his will. Delikado can be seen bearing his teeth in a successful grin.

Delikado: Yesssssssss!

As the crowd across the lot continues to be pelted with, and splintered by the honey in a way that breaks their ranks and leaves a total sticky mess of chaos, Delikado closes his eyes and extends his arms. He basks in the heat of being Overdrive Champion. The Protest Leader swallows nervously as he wears drips of honey on his face, but was spared the majority of the attack. He stares in wide-eyed horror at the glob of honey that practically ate his ally in the Keaton Saint attire, whispering softly.

Protest Leader: I don’t even like wrestling! I just joined the club to meet CHICKS!

The fans have all completely disregarded their reason for coming here, to support the Scramble Match challengers, and Delikado can see it as the crowds fracture in various directions. Some stronger protesters try to maintain calm, but it’s hard to demand order from people who just got blasted by honey and are now covered in it under the hot LA sun.

Sofia: *shouting* And now…..PREPARE THE BEES!

GSA: What the Fruit-by-the Foot?!

DTV Staffers who are carrying what looks like t-shirt guns rush forward, take aim at the crowd, and fire beehives at the protestors!!

Protester: Come on…come on guys! It’s JUST ho—HOLY SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!!!

A beehive lands right on the protestor’s head and he is immediately swarmed by pissed off bees! Several hives land among groups of people, and the crowd is swarmed by hordes of the buzzing insects. Everyone screams and panics and runs around as they’re stung and/or pestered by bees who follow them for the honey…and the pain. The Craven fan in his red wagon seems to be having a good time though.

Craven Fan: The Slade…The Slade…The Slade says…The Slade says eat a damn roll!

Even as the bees go to town on him, the Slade fan pulls out a crispy roll from his pocket and nibbles on it. GSA looks horrified as he wraps his body itself around the bunny to protect him from the sight of the carnage. Delikado, however, looks one or two minutes away from sticking his hand down his pants, he’s so energized by what’s transpired!

Delikado: Now, Deli-ites……….fuck ‘em up!

DELI, DELI, KADO, KADO!
DELI, DELI, KADO, KADO!
DELI, DELI, KADO, KADO!

The DTV crowd roars in approval as they proceed to charge across the field, through the honey in their honey-proof shoes, and they begin to pummel the protestors! People are choked out with their own t-shirts, Keaton Saint key-chains are used to whip people’s backs full of bee-stings, and flags of the Scramble match’s “good guys” are set on fire simply to be mean. Some protestors, however, begin to fight back, and everything turns into a massive parking lot brawl!!!! Delikado stands back, however, watching in amusement as his forces duke it out with the APW universe.

GSA: W…Why? Why would you do all this? HOW could you do all this?!

Delikado slowly turns his head, and his eyes narrow in a questioning manner.

Delikado: Is that the bunny asking……or YOU, Apple Man?

GSA: Does it matter? You were set to enter Shockwave and fight as you saw fit! You more or less had your opponents all leveled up for what you wanted to do!

Delikado scoffs, losing some of his grin.

Delikado: You are like Jakeway. You do not understand.

GSA: Understand WHAT?! Do you think this will somehow ALTER the predictions you’ve been told by the bunny?! Make them better or something?! These are fans, they don’t ultimately weigh on how your opponents will face and—

Delikado: YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND, BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT DELIKADO! YOU ARE NOT A CHAMPION! YOU ARE A BUNNY WHISPERER, WHO DOES THE WILL AND TRANSLATES FOR A RABBIT!

Wide eyed and insane, Delikado snaps at GSA. He points a finger of warning to him as he speaks.

Delikado: This is what Delikado does. This is what Delikado has ALWAYS done! People do not like it, TOUGH, because day’s like today are what Delikado longs for, as he prepares for battle! Delikado did shit like this ALL the time when he was a Champion who retained his title for a YEAR! When he fought people like Gates, he ran over their shit with a truck! When he defended himself and his title against the likes of Craven, he stormed their fucking buildings and blew out the entire third floor window before flying away on their private helicopters! Fighting someone like Saint? Oh, I just fucking cut their hair and manipulated events so my opponent and his girlfriend broke up over a lie *I* created, for no reason, except because I COULD! Because I get away with it! Because I am Delikado, the most amazing entity in this sport! I cannot be stopped, I WILL NOT be stopped! Understand that me being Overdrive Champion here is better---ALREADY---than all the things Delikado did in the old days, but he will not let that change himself, or his actions! I catapult honey onto bitches, followed by launching beehives on their NUTS, because that is the power Delikado brings to a company! It is how he stands out above and beyond allllll the cocksuckers who just want to share and be nice and RUN THE WORLD ON HARMONY! You think HARMONY gets you into the history books?

Delikado reaches into his pocket and pulls out his cell-phone.

Delikado: “Hello, Guinness Book of World Records”, Delikado would like to be registered into your book. For what? Oh, just going a long time wrestling with FAIRNESS AND HARMONIOUS GOODNESS!! What? You don’t do that? That’s not noteworthy? Well, okay, sorry for wasting EVERYONE’S TIME! Bye!”

He promptly snaps his own cell-phone in two, that’s how fired up Delikado is.

Delikado: This whole time, this whole fucking MONTH even, since Delikado won the Overdrive Championship, all he’s had handed to him was ‘You didn’t EARN that!’ Well SCREW the guys who decided they were experts on who earns what around here! SCREW EM ALL! This is Delikado’s World now, baby, and it goes something like this:

Delikado snaps his fingers and a staffer runs forward with a boombox with a string around it. Delikado takes the boombox, places it around his neck with the string, and presses “play”, which starts up music from the boombox.

NOTE: Recommended listening:

In purposeful slo-mo, Delikado turns and walks through the parking lot toward the fighting.

Delikado: Twenty-third Overdrive Champion, and also the best one ever.

Delikado pauses on that comment as the sun shines down upon him and he steps over a dazed person. People fight all around him, but the Bawse pays them no mind.

Delikado: And already, just from the month or so that Delikado’s had, he’d just like to state the FACT! that this has been time well-spent. Every last millisecond. In all that time, Delikado’s entered his own ring, on his own brand, he hasn’t been some schmuck who’s tried to balance the weeks with others. Keeping things even-steven. No, no. Delikado can’t possibly allow himself to follow the rules or ideals, or play along with the beloved system of fifteen, sixteen other guys, and that’s just on Overdrive. Imagine if Delikado went to Asylum or even—god forbid—Meltdown. No, Delikado can’t, and won’t, share in any sort of brotherhood with the likes of the second group of Overdrive wrestlers that is CJ Gates, Mark Mania, Keaton Saint, or Slave “The Main Man” Craven. He’s got a lot of desires, but none of them go that low. None of the stuff that might net Delikado a firm pat on the back from dudes who just get in his way, or a nice smile of approval from his rivals. That kind of crap just leaves Delikado sitting around wandering where “Delikado: The Bawse” ends, and “Delikado: Accepted APW Overdrive Champion” begins. Just thinking of Delikado ending ANYTHING that involves his Cuban self on a personal, self-serving basis leaves Delikado nauseous to the point he can’t even look down and admire the Overdrive title around his sexy waist.

Delikado shakes his head slowly and looks down at his Overdrive Championship around his sexy waist. He sniffs like he’s upset and clicks his teeth. Suddenly, someone from the CJ Gates Fan Club rushes Delikado, but he promptly grabs the man and headbutts him, flooring the sumbitch. He carries on walking, slowly and in no rush whatsoever.

Delikado: To me, to Delikado, that’s just…….ugh, that’s just me selling out to make other people happy. That’s just some censored phony fuckhead who might as well be Spanish as if he’s from Spain, not Cuba. All so Delikado can be deemed “worthy” of being Overdrive Champion by a group of guys that Delikado doesn’t can’t even figure out, like how they think THEY’RE the ones deserving of the ability to decide who’s deserving of my belt. If Delikado were the kind of Champion that YOU ALL would be, then he’s just a dildo, not even a REAL dick, that’s here to screw you around. Delikado will throw himself and this title into the river before he goes dildo.

Each of you losers will be flaccid, sterile in the ideas department of your careers, level one on the ground floor…if you can’t beat Delikado, the Bawse Overdrive Champion. You all gave it a try, in this lead up to Shockwave’s Overdrive Championship Scramble, but Delikado’s the guy with each of those factors going for him. He IS the man with the elements on his side. He’s the shockwave, breaking into the place back in April with a career that’s been “un-putdownable” as Regan once called the book based off Delikado’s 3rd grade science project. Delikado’s also the Overdrive Champion. That fills two quotas of the match title already. And lastly, Delikado’s the guy who scrambled the fuck out of all your heads with every encounter we share. The four of you don’t TRULY know how or why, but Delikado got to you to the point you want him gone more than any other man in the match, maybe even on the entire Pay-Per-View.

Suddenly, the Cuban spots the Protest Leader lying on the ground, covered in swellings from the bee stings. He tilts his head down at the man.

Protest Leader: W…Whyyyyyyyyy? We just don’t LIKE you is all…

Delikado slides a cigar from his pocket. He proceeds to pull out a match and strike it along the leader’s sting marks, which lights the match but puts the man in pain as he squeals and rolls over into more honey. Delikado lights his cigar and keeps going, walking through the sunlight like a Cuban angel of pain…and AWESOME. He looks ahead, seeing the large Slade Craven fan absolutely thrashing a group of his employees. Delikado’s eyes narrow as he takes a breath, blowing smoke everywhere.

Delikado: For years, before he entered this business, Delikado DID try to meet the standards of people. He’d do whatever it took to be friends with the guys who got the cheers, who took up being the icons of the sport, who were in the spotlight, even if they perhaps DIDN’T deserve it. When that didn’t work, Delikado got mad, and called everyone out for their shortcomings, making my opinions into facts, and then those facts into FACTS! Delikado was not BAWSE, but SERVER, but MINION, but JESTER to the STARS.

Delikado reaches into his coat on both sides. He grips hold of something with both hands and pulls them out, revealing two large champagne bottles. With the bottles in hand, Delikado approaches the Craven Fan who has finished smashing his workers.

Delikado: Delikado was actually….a…..alarmed….that he might be left behind. That he’d do something stupid, that he didn’t like, that he did like but for menial reasons. Delikado’s thirty-six years old, and for a majority of that time, Delikado walked through life as a NOT-Delikado, bothered by things and words to the point he was frightened like a newborn puppy at the words “no” and “stop it, don’t do that, please”.

Delikado twirls the dual champagne bottles in both hands.

Delikado: But then one little day came along, Delikado stepped into the ring and tasted triumph, stardom of his own merit. And this NOT-Delikado came into his own as Delikado. You know what, since then….Delikado’s done what he pleases, and he hasn’t looked back since.

The Craven fan turns and Delikado, without a shred of hesitation, smashes both champagne bottles over the man’s head. A massive explosion of glass and champagne mushrooms all over the parking lot as the Craven fan crumbles under Delikado’s attack. People of both sides turn and look in surprise as the Overdrive Champion drops the broken bottles and keeps walking calmly.

Delikado: This…is Delikado’s APW.

Delikado pulls the cigar from his mouth and tosses it aside as Timmy the Bubble Boy, now running in a bubble covered in graffiti, rolls toward him. He arches forward and kicks the bubble with his Last Call to Cuba, cutting it in half down the middle and causing Timmy to proclaim in horror.

Timmy: Germys! Noooooooooooooooooooo!

Delikado: Gates, do you think that just because you deem Delikado as wrong that that makes you RIGHT? Craven, do you think you can just roll over Delikado like you’ve rolled over for so many SUPERIOR wrestlers?! Mark, do you think Delikado is going to heed your words do nothing to protect his title from being stolen by the likes of your wannabe self?!? Saint, well you’re just WRONG at everything you say!

A rumble of thunder is heard as it begins to lightly rain down on the battle. Water pours all down Delikado’s title belt as the wind blows his coat in an epic manner.

Delikado: The name Delikado LIVES on this belt! Someone else’s name comes along to try and evict this name from its residence, people expect Delikado to let it be? Not even close. Delikado’s name is the ONLY name that EVICTS!!!

Jakeway and GSA and the bunny and Sofia all walk into view in front of the Staples Center, staring in stunned silence as the brawling begins to wind down.

Delikado: If none of you four want Delikado as your Overdrive Champion, then you can LEAVE.

Delikado begins to ascend the stairs.

Delikado: Since day alpha we were all set to face here, Delikado’s seen you all turn into GONERS! You’ve RUINED your careers to get me! One of you has even gone and had your LIFE destroyed in seeking out Delikado’s end! Your reputations can only DIE from here on out! All the price of admission when you try to be better than what is already THE BEST! THE BAWSE DELIKADO!!!

Delikado grabs holds of a Mania fan who charges him and flings the chump over his shoulder and down the stairs. With that, the battle finally ends and the Deli Tee Vee crew, weary but victorious, moves toward the stairs as their Boss reaches the top and turns.

Delikado: All that Delikado has done…has been for himself. That right there makes him the biggest truth-teller of the bunch, the most likely to achieve what he seeks out of you all.

He turns and kisses Sofia, just because he can. He strokes Lionel the magic bunny and smirks at GSA, because he can. He stares in stupefied wonder at Jakeway, just because he can.

Delikado: Delikado has no worries anymore, APW. He has the Overdrive Championship. And he will retain it because he knows how to handle himself. And in this outcome, Delikado’s sure there will be an influx of new whiners and complainers and generic explanations for how Delikado achieves what he does tomorrow night. But that’s the Delikado people will see in the spotlight, getting the cheers from people who accept what does not take “no” for an answer, and who is the Icon of Overdrive….because he deserves it, even if he doesn’t “deserve” it.

But know, present and future enemies of Delikado, that no matter what you think you can do to stop The Bawse, he will always do *all* that is necessary to help *himself*. Starting with keeping his Overdrive Championship.

He steps back as his associates stand at his side.

Delikado: That sound deserving enough for you guys wanting Delikado to be the fighting champion? Because what Delikado does from here on out will be what the Champion feels YOU deserve. LIKE A BAWSE!

The scene cuts swiftly to black as the wind blows.
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