A Trip to the Pawn Shop

[Eric The Torture]

* After ETT's impressive win of the Lieutenant Division X-Force title and his subsequent firing of Johnny Detroit, the camera comes alive, with the camera crew that ETT hijacked on his way out of the parking lot after the match. ETT is seen sat in the car on his telephone, where the audience is treated to a one-sided conversation. *

ETT: Yeah, yeah, I know you're messed up right now. I am too. But listen, I got a deal for you. You wanna hear it?

* Imperceptible muttering on the cell. *

ETT: Okay... well, just keep watching on the 'Tron, and just come to * ETT covers his mouth so his location cannot be heard clearly. * I think you'll know what to do.

* More imperceptible muttering. *

ETT: Oh and... bring some cash. I don't think they take checks here. Heheheheheh...

* With that, ETT motions to the camera man to follow him. As ETT steps out of the car, it becomes apparent that they are not in the best part of town as evidenced by the trash on the streets, the trash fires, and the gun shot heard in the background. The two of them walk up to a building, where the sign 'Pawn Shop' comes clearly into view. ETT steps inside and walks right up to the counter, his title slung right over his chest. The pawn broker stands behind the counter expectantly as ETT turns to the camera. *

ETT: Well, you all saw where we are - well, not exactly. You don't know exactly where we are, but the point is, I'm at a pawn shop here. What am I doing here you ask? Well, tonight was a great night for me. I beat up Destroyer, fired my manager, declared my freedom, and won this title. Ain't it pretty? But you know what? This title... I gotta tell ya. Heh... it means very little to me. In fact, this title is a creation of Xantaxm, not of GHW, so really, all that matters to me is that I have it and he doesn't. Being that I am going to be promoted into the Captain division and will therefore be stripped of this title, where Xantaxm will no doubt practically hand it over to one of his sniveling sycophants in a lop-sided match, I've decided to give one last parting gift to Xantaxm for all he's done for GHW before I move up a division. This here is Jerry. He's a great guy. Heh... looks kinda like Johnny Detroit, doesn't he? Except Jerry here is a great guy, not at all like - well, that's beside the point. Anyway, Jerry, how much will you give me for this beautiful belt. Lotsa gold on it, you know!

* The pawn broker puts his cigar in his mouth and wipes his hands on his grimy, stained wife-beater while he appraises it. After a few moments, he names his price. *

Jerry: I could give you, say, $150 for it. That's all the cash I have on hand right now to buy anything.

ETT: Aw, Jerrry, man - you and I go way back, don't we? I don't want to break you. I'll tell you what... give me $50 and... those brass knucks right there, and that belt is yours.

* Jerry nods eagerly, then hands over the cash and the knucks. ETT turns to the camera as Jerry straps the belt on his ample waist. *

ETT: Like I said, Xantaxm... one final gesture before I promote. So here's what I think of your title.

* A pixelated blur appears in the middle of the camera, clearly covering up ETT's middle finger sticking straight up into it! *

ETT: Your lame-ass title is gone, runt. Come find it.

* ETT looks over his shoulder at Jerry, who is putting the title up on display behind the counter and is writing out a price tag for it. *

ETT: Better be quick, before it changes hands again.

* ETT walks out of the shop to his car, one belt lighter, but $50 richer and a set of brass knuckles to boot. The cameraman, not wanting to be caught in this section of town at night, runs to catch up. *

[Young Gangsta]

Twenty minutes later, a black '09 Dodge Challenger with 22' chrome rims, blasting rap out of the speakers, pulls up in the "meaner" part of town. The car parks across from the pawn shop and the engine turns off. The passenger door opens, suicide style, and a tall dark male in a fur coat, dark baggy jeans, and a black ski cap tilted on his head makes his way out of the car and into the store. As the man is in the store, it is seen that the other man in the driver's seat is Young Gangsta. There isn't enough time to wonder what he is doing there as there is yelling heard from the store.

Man: ...Is You Crazy? Fuckin' $1200?! I wouldn't pay shit fo' that!

Hey! I purchased that for TWO TIMES as much! This is a discount!

After a few minutes, the man comes out of the store, obviously angry, but he slides in the car and turns to face YG.

Yeah Boy! I got that shit... Mo' Fucka charged me $1200!
Young Gangsta looks back at him and smiles.
Young Gangsta: Fuck that man. We got this shit! Let's get the fuck out of here befo' anyone sees us.

The engine starts back up, and Young Gangsta and his homey, laughing at what they've just accomplished, peel out off the street, with the rap music blasting out of the speakers...