Asmo calls for Concrete Duck

[Asmo]

Lights goes off!! Asmodelition themesong in the back…. All is dark!! Wow!!!!! Red ligth coming from backstage make them look the silhoutte of Asmo....

Asmo: I don’t understand how can DNCW wrestlers are sleep while their beds are burning ? Sometimes in the dead of the night I mesmerize my soul sights and visions prophecies and horror they all come in one. Like the vision of me crushing Concrete Duck Skull...so slowly so painfull The most powerfull wrestler will taste a little of the shadows in the deep. When the figth is over and the blood covers the ring, when courage is proven a brave men ego will die that day... Welcome to this night of fear…

Light turn on again and Asmo is not there…

[Asmo]

Reporter..: Asmo!! Asmo!!!!!!! Asmo!!!!!

Asmo: WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Reporter: So so sorry but i have a question for you. No Concrete Duck Answer.. what do you think??

Asmo: Maybe that Concrete Duck is sh*tt*ng bricks!! now get off my sight.

Reporter: ok....

[Dan Williams]

As the reporter turns to leave Dan is standing behind him. Gone is his traditional attire of his black flowing robe and wig, instead he wears a charcoal pinstripe suit and even his constant companion Antina is dressed respectably.

"Hey Asmo, not sure if you heard but Concrete was looking for an assistant in running this show and of course he needed look no further when trying to bring order to this place than the Judge."

He does a small pirouette showing of his stylish new threads as befits his position.

"I know what you're thinking inside that head of yours. You're wondering why you should give a crap about all this aren't ya." He doesn't wait for an answer, he simply nods to Antina who hands Asmo a sheet of paper. "This is why you should give a crap Asmo, here's the card for the upcoming show. If I were you, I'd go get ready."

Asmo smirks, tucks the paper inside his shirt and heads off.

"That'll teach you for messing with me Duck boy." Dan chuckles as the camera fades to black.

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