~The crowd applauds as Playboy appears on the stage. He pauses for a second before slowly walking down the ramp to the ringside area~
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Brandon: "Here we go again, Reggie."
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Reggie: "But last week, Playboy just stayed on the stage. Now he's coming to the ring."
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(match continues..)
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~Playboy stops at the ringside end of the ramp and stands there~
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(At a point where Cryl has the upper hand)
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~Cryl looks over to Playboy, who reaches into his back pocket and pulls out the mask, which he places on his hand and holds it up at his own face level~
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Reggie: "There's the mask, Brandon."
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Brandon: "What's that supposed to mean? Is he here to distract or support Cryl?"
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(Match continues - no dependance on result)
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~Playboy retreats up the ramp from the ringside area, with the mask still on his hand~
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Brandon: "Again...no words spoken to each other."
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Reggie: "Nothing to say what his intentions were. We can't even tell if Cryl knows what Playboy's intentions were."
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~Cryl watches Playboy reach the stage and turn around. Playboy removes the mask from his hand and places it down onto the stage in a way that it is able to keep itself upright. The camera zooms in to show only the empty mask rigid enough to stand on it's own~
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Brandon: "That's just a creepy sight right there."
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~The camera zooms out to show Playboy walking through the curtain to the backstage area. The hard camera shows Cryl leaving the ring and walking up the ramp. The other camera, now filming from the stage, shows Cryl coming up the ramp toward the mask. Cryl pauses at the mask, then proceeds to walk past it. After two steps, he stops and turns back to the mask. He takes the two steps back, bends over and retrieves the mask by it's hair. He lifts the mask to head level and turns it to look it in the eyes~
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Reggie: "W...what is he doing?"
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~After staring into the mask a couple of seconds, Cryl lowers his arm, turns around and proceeds through the curtain, the mask still hanging from his hand~
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Reggie: "This just keeps getting stranger by the second, Brandon. There is just no explanation here."
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Brandon: "I can't help but believe that they are somehow sending a message to each other. But what...I have no clue."
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