(The camera fades in on the FSW studios where an exclusive FSW Up Close” interview is about to take place. As the camera pans to the left you see two director style chairs and a small table in between them with two glasses of water and a pitcher of water sitting on it. Sam Collins is sitting in one of the director chairs. Jason Winters is wearing a gray suit with a white shirt underneath. He starts to speak.)

Sam Collins : Hello, welcome to FSW “Up Close” I’m Sam Collins. Today, I am going to have an interview with a man feared by men inside and outside the ring. A man who women love. A man who fans love and appreciate. A former GWA World Heavyweight champion, GWA Tag Team Champion, UCW World Heavyweight champion, EHCW World Heavyweight Champion, FSW Intercontinental Champion, WAW World Heavyweight Champion and WAW Hardcore Champion. This is Big Daveylicious.

(Just then Big Daveylicious walks onto the set. Big Daveylicious is wearing black Armania suit, his trademark Oakleys sunglasses on covering his eyes.)

Big Daveylicious: You forgot one more thing Sam.

Sam Collins : And that is?

Big Daveylicious: You forgot that I am the soon to be FSW World Heavyweight Champion.

(Big Daveylicious gives an evil smile towards Jason. Jason motions for Big Daveylicious to take and seat and he does. Jason Winters begins to speak.)

Sam Collins : Uh...yeah. First of all Big Daveylicious.

Big Daveylicious: That’s the Mentor Of Professional Wrestling, Big Daveylicious.

Sam Collins : Ok, sure. Mentor Of Professional Wrestling, Big Daveylicious, we thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to have a sit down interview here today.

Big Daveylicious: Your lucky I came too.

(Big Daveylicious picks up his glass of water and takes a drink, then sets it back down on the table. Sam Collins shuffles through some papers and then begins to speak.)

Sam Collins : After losing the FSW Intercontinental title how did you react to it after losing it?

Big Daveylicious: I am damn happy I got that piece of tin off my shoulder! I figure that the FSW doesn’t want a man with double gold! All I want is the FSW World Heavyweight title. Is that to hard to ask? We have a toilet paper champion named Morrison. Who is kissing the ass of Painkiller so he could avoid fighting guys like ME, MYSELF AND I. Ever since I won the Intercontinental title I have been held back from winning the FSW World Heavyweight title. I will take that World Heavyweight title and show the FSW what a World Heavyweight Champion is supposed to be.

Sam Collins: What to you have to say about Marc North‘s latest comments on his match against you?

Big Daveylicious: You’ll be saying the same thing about Marc North. His name was Hellraisen’ Holly. Gee, I don’t know what happened? I think... no, I know I kicked his ass and Falkens ass at the same time and won the GWA World Heavyweight title. Now, where is he now? No where. I sent that man crying in tears! It’s nice that you have respect for me Marc.

Sam Collins: You should have respect for Marc North after all he did beat you.

Big Daveylicious: That is the most mornic thing I have ever heard. C’mon why don’t you ask me what I had for breakfast?

Sam Collins Well, what did you have for breakfast?

Big Daveylicious: I had Beacon, Scrambled eggs and toast with a cup of coffee. That's a stupid question to be asking me just as stupid as Marc North being the so called “Eliminator“. I look into his eye's and I could see a scared peon who wants to play wrestler!!! Hell, I could knock out Lenx Lewis with one single punch!!! I will show you on Friday why you don’t fuck with Big Daveylicious. When you joined the FSW it was the biggest mistake in the long, sad history of mistakes, you're a total buffoon, and yet I am worried about you ... not about delivering a brutal beating to you, that's going to be the second easiest thing I've ever done- the first easiest thing being me making you look foolish on national televison. No, I'm not at all concerned about our match, but rather what you're going to do between now and Friday! If you're idiotic enough to make threats towards Mr. Extravaganza, then you don't have enough common sense in you to survive until Friday! You jump around and prance like a little girl 'cause you beat Morrison and Creature I guess that IS A BIG WIN FOR A LOSER LIKE YOU!!!! Anybody could take that title away from Morrison. I am here in the FSW ending all your inebriation and curing the ails of the FSW! Marc North, would like you to THINK he's the slightest bit enjoyable to watch or listen to, he would like you to THINK he has even the slightest bit of wrestling ability buried deep down inside Punky Brewster physique of his, but NO! Don't believe the hype! But still he parades around as if he possessed some skill! Still the FSW front office perpetuates the boredom! Marc North and Mathew Morrison- these are the individuals who almost buried this company in. These are the buffoons who can drive FSW into the ground! THESE are the very same self-proclaimed superstars who rocked you to SLEEP each and every night! No matter how many stories North spins, regardless of how much "pull" he has with the office, or rather, how much he pulls ON the office, it doesn't matter! He goes home and practices Big D's lines in preparation for the next time they steal them; he tries to lift weights, but realizes the dumbell the weights are lesser than five pounds , and coincidentally enough, is smarter than him as well; he ties sandbags to his ankles and hangs in his closet for hours on end. North wishes every single day that he was ME, it's his only goal in life; to BE, if only for an instant, as good as Big Daveylicious. But every single day he has to wake up and come to the realization that he ISN'T Every Womans Dream and Ever Man's Nightmare, and that once he steps out of the ring after our match on Friday, he'll finally be able to pursue his calling... Oh we got a glimpse of it last time we caught up with Marc North... It's the only job in the world where you're actually PAID to stand there and talk to people who don't care about you, something Tyler has excelled at for so long- "Hi, Welcome to K-Mart! Speechless? I knew you wouldn't talk to me!" Marc North wants play wrestler. And If you keep up these stupid comments I will kick your ass!!!!

( Sam Collins shakes his head as Big Daveylicious gives him a look of hate. Sam swallows hard and continues.)

Big Daveylicious: Now, get on with the damn interview before you really piss me off .

Sam Collins: Ye..ye...yes, I’m going. Now, Big Daveylicious, what do you think about him winning beating Mathew Morrison?

Big Daveylicious: Look at him. You put his brain in a monkey damn thing walk's backwards. He thinks he is great by beating a guy's like Mathew Morrison. What a joke?!? Mathew Morrison hide behind the front office! I don't dream I do. Do you actually think your gonna win our match? Well, I wipe my ass what you think!!! Mr. Entertainment thinks...No... I know....No... I guarantee that I will win our match and retain my title!!!!! It’s about the fan’s period. It is about to entertain the fan’s. Not to entertain guy’s like Morrison or North. Why must you continually torture the viewers, mutilating the attention spans of countless millions, with your claims of greatness that could only come from a total ignoramus? You need to come to terms with the grim truth, North, the truth that every man, woman, and child fixated on Big Daveylicious at this very moment understand, and the truth that will be interjected into your pint-sized brain the very INSTANT Mr. Exrtravaganza interjects his size 12 boot into your bitchy little ass! And that truth is that North is nothing more than a glorified has-been. Why don't you join the real world, North, because that fairy tale you are trying to live just isn't working out! There aren't any North signs in those teeming masses that jam-pack arena after arena, just to catch a mere glimpse of Mr. Extravaganza; there aren't any Marc North t-shirts in those stands or in fans' hands- just admit that you buy them all yourself and give them away by the bundles to your friends and family .That's right, when people are looking to give the most effortless, thoughtless gift they possibly can, they aren't turning to those rock-hard, fruit-filled pastries any longer... now they're turning to Marc North, and his multi-use T-shirts: burn them as firewood OR use them as toilet paper! Those shirts are as worthless and dispensable as your career, and at Velocity I will give you a beating the likes of which you have never experienced. It's so easy to get in front of a camera and claim to be great, anybody, even someone as all around horrible as you, can talk about how good they THINK they are. But it takes true greatness to SAY it, and then DISPLAY it, and that is something I've constantly done and you have yet to accomplish. Do you honestly expect anyone in their right mind to buy into the utter bullshit you repeatedly spew forth? I don't think you do Marc, and I think that there's only one purpose behind all your lackluster interviews and the coma-inducing matches that send people heading for the bathrooms. The reasoning behind them certainly can't be more meager attempts to entertain the 6.1 Daveylicious-atics roaming the globe; I'll at least give you credit for being smarter than THAT... no, you've both given up on trying to please the masses by kicking some asses, you've left that to those of us with TALENT... The painstaking reality of the situation is that night after night, you stand in front of that camera, and you try to convince yourself. You pour your heart and soul out, give everything you have, just to make Marc North believe that he has what it takes inside of him, that you somehow, somewhere, have the least little bit of ability inside that Punky Brewster physique of yours, that deep down inside, a microscopic shred of talent lies waiting, and maybe if you keep bitching, whining, keep the elderly flatlining, that someday you'll discover one iota of marketability. You know what Marc? When it comes to my opponents, when it comes to the intellectually deprived, basically when it comes to YOU, I am not a kind individual. So what I'm going to do is right here, right now, I'm going to destroy your little hopes into oblivion! You DON'T have an ounce of ability, you DON'T have a shred of talent, and you DON'T have a snowball's chance in HELL of beating Big Daveylicious come Friday! So Marc North asks why Marc North winning titles doesn't hold any respect with me? You wonder why your wins over the biggest legends in the sport don't impress me? Because I don't NEED those titles, I don't give a shit! I doubt it will even taken an entire FIVE MINUTES to teach you this valuable lesson. Don't hate me Marc, greatness just doesn't settle for the back burner 12 months on end... besides, when I dismantle you on Velocity, it's going to be a lesson that will stay with you over the rest of your pathetic career. It will help you on your way, during your next bid to become "the greatest Uncle Bob Bumpkin's Wrestling Town Champion of all time". You ARE looking at a prodigy, at one hot commodity, and I may very well be that pesky fly you speak about... But you know what they say North... the fly is never too far from the SHIT, and on Velocity, this fly is gonna be all over you like the shit you are! North, you could be the smallest human being on earth and you could be the tallest son of a bicth and I can kick your ass!!! Height isn't a difference!!!! Can I stop North? May..Yes. Is it possible to stop North ? I think s...No...I know so!!! Is it check-out time for me? Oh hell no!!! Check out time for me is when I say it is!!!!! My only question is" When is Tyler gonna bore me again so I can sleep?"

( Sam Collins takes a drink of his water and then sets it back down on the table.)

Sam Collins: Say, why do you always wear those sunglasses?

Big Daveylicious: It’s my image Sam, just like your image is to look repulsive, and might I say...you fit that image to a T'.

Sam Collins: Ok, I’m going to give you a person’s name, and you give me your thoughts on them, all right?

Big Daveylicious: Ok, shoot.

Sam Collins: Marc North.

Big Daveylicious: A peon, a nobody, a loser. He is shit to me!!! No Contest. I'm the trailblazer; that's why I'm the innovator, the originator, and the wrestler dominator; THAT'S WHY I'm kicking ass when ass kicking is needed! But you have a parade of posers running around thinking they have even the smallest shred of talent, and right at the front of that gay pride parade is that idiot Marc North. Save it North , because if you say anything else I'm calling my plumber and I'm gonna stuff that plunger right in your ugly primate face! I just follow a strict training regiment that includes a lot of weightlifting. See, that's the difference between me and those GNC jackasses you watch in other promotions. Look at them- flabby, soft, all puffy, and the strength isn't there. Now fix your beady little eyes on this you see the definition? You see this body that is chiseled out of stone? THAT'S why I'm overpowering everybody in my path pal, because Big Daveylicious is 100%, Grade-A, no additives, zero preservatives POWER. If you'd pull your head out of your own anal cavity you might be able to see that a little better. You make me SICK! You think you can just waltz into a grocery store, pop a quarter into one of those gumball machines, turn that little knob and VOILA, you got yourself the talent, the charisma, the intelligence and the ingenuity of Mr. Extravaganza? Well that isn't happening you confused anal projectile, but what IS happening is Big Daveylicious is going to step inside that ring, go one-on-one against you, and I WILL rip my boot off in your BITCHY ASS! Like it or don't like it!! After our match you will be at a Hospital eating Potato Chips while watching one of my promos!!! Your valet says “Lift” and you pick up a Potato Chip and then he says ”Chew” and you eat the Chips!!! Tyler is also very non-entertaining. North would be wrestling on house show's against Shelldog for a year!!! Hell, see you are nothing. I know wrestling moves. Like most peon's. You are nothing!!! And at I will show the world you are nothing!!! You think your finisher is impressive. Bullshit!!! Your finisher sucks!!! I seen the move and it sucks!!! I chose the Power Bomb as my finisher. Because I am big and powerful!! How many people can wake up to a body like this? Not very much people can say they look this good!!! I can't wait for the match!!! Just to see you cry. You will soon know why... I Run This Game!!!! Remember I am YOUR...PERSONAL...MENTOR!

Bald Skinny Man: Locomotion, Motion, Motionnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn! It’s the motion, motionnnnnnnnnnnnnn. It’s the motion that’s loco. No it’s not lotion it’s Locomotionnnnnnnnnn! Locomotion, Motion, Motionnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn! Big Daveylicious: What the hell do you think your doing?!? Who in the hell do you think you are, Locomotion Guy? (After Big D said that the man stops pauses what he is doing. And turns around to face Big D. He looks all worried.) Locomotion Guy: I was doing nothing. Sam Collins: Were you singing? Big Daveylicious: No, he was just saying crazy shit! Locomotion Guy: Yea... Sam Collins: Your really talented! Sing It Again! (The Locomotion Guy gets a wide smile on his face and his eyes get all big. He turns around and stares at the camera again. Starts to sing in the hair brush as a microphone again. Sam Collins starts to sing along and clap his hands as the Locomotion Guy sings. Big D stares at the two like they are the dumbest thing he has ever seen.) Locomotion Guy: Locomotion, Motion, Motionnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn! It’s the motion, motionnnnnnnnnnnnnn. It’s the motion that’s loco. No it’s not lotion it’s Locomotionnnnnnnnnn! Locomotion, Motion, Motionnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn! Sam Collins: Locomotion, Motion, Motionnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn! It’s the motion, motionnnnnnnnnnnnnn. It’s the motion that’s loco. No it’s not lotion it’s Locomotionnnnnnnnnn! Locomotion, Motion, Motionnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn! Locomotion Guy:Locomotion, Motion, Moti............ Big Daveylicious: Shut The Fuck Up! Damn it, this is the last time I am doing an interview with Sam Collins! (Big D pissed off gets up and walks off the set out of our view. And with that the scene fades to black.)