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{It is the morning after the cleansing and B-Pac has returned to his "campfire" site. He looks around the ashes of burnt paper and cloth but notices something. There is a picture lying directly inside of the ashes. He reaches for the picture and pulls it from within the ashes. He smiles as he blows off the smut and dust to see what the picture is of. He holds in his hand a picture from the first time that he and Selena met inside of the ring. They shook hands and started a great friendship. A friendship that went bitter. A friendship ruined by jealousy. A friendship that should still stand but cannot because of descisions that B-Pac has made. His face tells the story of how he is now having second thoughts about every descision he has made thus far in WoW.}

B-Pac: "You know, I think I have let my emotions get the best of me lately but haven't we all? I couldn't stand the fact that I was Selena's boyfriend and she spent more time and had more fun with Wicked and Draven. I have made a choice, though. A choice that is irreversible. It's not that I wouldn't like to reverse my descision, it's just that... well, I don't know anymore. This isn't the first mistake that I've made and I swear to you that it will not be the last. I am man enough to admit that. As a matter of fact, I have made nothing but mistakes during my time here in WoW. It is time to go back and make up for each and every mistake that I have made. It will all start very soon."

{B-Pac takes a moment to reflect on the picture. He doesn't keep his concentration long as something else is on his mind.}

B-Pac: "Enough about things that are no more. I must address the issue at hand with my opponent, Turd Ferguson... no wait, I am facing Essa Rios. What was Turd Ferguson doing on Essa's promo? Hell, I didn't even see the little chicano. Come to think about it, I haven't seen him period. So, Turd Ferguson, stop doing Essa favors. If he isn't ballsy enough to show himself, you shouldn't encourage him to stay hidden. If your idea of venom is a sissy rock group, a low-performance computer chip, or a diluted snake poison, then I am not venom... BUT these are not my definitions. I will let you taste MY venom and when you lose all power over your bodily functions, then you can tell me how real my VENOM is! Essa Rios, I hope you show up... I hope you dont descide to let other people do the talking for you... I hope you are ready to hurt... I hope you are ready to bleed... I hope you don't steal my car. You be at the designated place, at the designated time, and I'll be glad to DESIGNATE YOUR ASS!"