Leave the body take the head. (Ric Goon Homecoming II RP#1)

[La Familia Price]

"Even with two eyes you still can't see the big picture."

We open up on NLW's G1 winner and rightful number one contender to the NLW World Championship Ricardo Goon, wearing a black hoodie that some will recognize as an OG AXW hoodie, with the hood pulled up to cover the back half of his head leaving the top half of his hair and face exposed, he sways side to side as he speaks.

"Let me break this down for you real simple seeing as you are a dunce who views Rob Arnold as a role model and someone to look up to. What happened this past Ascendancy, the chaos the carnage, the destruction of your friends and stable, that was all, strictly, business. We were paid for a job, we did said job, and our services were rendered for doing said job."

We cut to footage to remind us. Ric places the NLW World Championship belt on Leon's shoulder who just lets out a primal yell everyone else in the ring is admiring their handy work and Dylan Black can be seen handing David Goon a briefcase.

"Since day one when we had one simple job. Make Rob Arnold suffer. For what? Couldn't tell ya was never given the details on that, but someone, somewhere higher up that just us in the ring wants to see your buddy, your protector, suffer in the most horrible ways.

And hey I'm just as surprised as anyone that E.V.E. was behind the recent pipe attacks. And now that our business is concluded Imma give E.V.E. and that crazy bitch Darlene Price fair warning, after Homecoming NLW becomes Goon turf and anyone that wants to run game on our turf must pay the toll."

He slides the hood off his head.

"Because make no mistake about it, not matter what this pendejo Leon Chant wants to tell the masses, there is nothing in the world I want more than that NLW World Championship. See for where the job we were hired to do was easy, my own personal goals have not been. Leon Chant couldn't be more wrong when he says I want to just burn this place down, no, I want to build this place up, ON MY BACK, ON MY SHOULDERS.

And why shouldn't I Leon? HUH? I DON'T WANT THIS? I DONT FUCKING WANT THIS!? ARE YOU ON FUCKING CRACK PENDEJO!? LET ME REMIND YOU WHAT I HAD TO DO TO EVEN GET TO THIS SHOT!

NLW First Annual G1, eight of the best wrestlers NLW can find, some on the roster some free agents looking for a place to land, the best of the best who want to prove their worth. AND I MARCHED THROW EVER SINGLE ONE THEY PUT IN FRONT OF ME!

The hot free agent from <redacted> FUCK! and one of the early favorites to win the G1 Adam Sanders.

TROYED!

Fan favorite but tournament filler Big Bone

DROPPED ON HIS CABEZA FEA!

Mister Daddy issues him self El Rey

TROYED!

The second place of the Awful block for some odd reason, Waylon Kirk

DROPPED ON HIS STUPID STACK OF DIMES HE CALLS A HEAD AN NECK LIKE THE DOLLAR STORE JFK HE IS

And then finally, in the main event of Collision Course, the odds on favorite to win the whole damn thing, former XHF X*Crown Champion MYŌJIN.

Dropped.

On.

His.

Fucking.

Head."

He taps, almost violently, the side of his head with his index finger.

"Are you doing the math yet Leon? Have you checked the tape? Go have a long look at the history books and note that at Homecoming II you are not getting into the ring with some ordinary punk from the streets.

I'm undefeated in NLW Leon Chant. I've never been submitted, I've never been pinned.

NOT ONLY DO I WANT THAT NLW CHAMPIONSHIP THERE IS NO ONE THAT IS MORE DESERVING OF IT!

Pound for pound there is not a better or more complete WRESTLER on this roster than me Leon Chant. And at Homecoming II while you are in your feels trying to channel your best Rob Arnold impersonation Imma be busy breaking you down piece by piece bit by bit. Limb by limb joint by joint. Imma break your mind body and SOUL Leon Chant, Imma find a body part and attack it like a rabbid starving dog, stretching twisting and even gnawing on you in ways that you never knew existed, and if I can't get you to QUIT, then I'll just drop you on ya head as many times as it takes to knock your big titty having ass out."

He goes from crazy eyed to almost eerily calm staring dead into the camera.

"Homecoming II live from the Smoothie King Center in New Orleans, Louisiana I walk in as the first ever G1 winner and number one contender, and I leave the body and take the head as I walk out as the NEW NLW World Champion ushering in a new era of violence, and you Leon, you'll have to go to the back and explain to your lover, master, owner, handler, whatever Rob Arnold is to you, and you'll have to explain to him why, why you couldn't do what no one else before you could do...

Prove me wrong."

He quickly raises his hand and sprays the camera with his finger gun.

"BRRRRAAAAPPPP!"