Brantley walked down to the ring wearing Kid Omega's mask and Draze's hat and jacket. He grabbed a microphone from the announcer before he could be introduced.
"Does the King of Jobbers not look stunning in his new apparel I got? You see, I won this through advancing in the tournament for the SCW Championship and demolishing my opponents. I tore this mask off of Kid Omega with cold, prying fingers," Brantley said taking off the mask. "I stole this crown/hat thing and jacket from a beaten down Draze who I... Made... Tap." Brantley stopped talking for a moment to take off the crown and jacket. "But now, now I have a match for the SCW Championship against the seasoned, 38 year old veteran, Jarel in a ladder match... I took some time to think, what would I take from the Dragon? First I thought, maybe your oh so cool shades you wear down to the ring. Or maybe even, that shirt with the dragons, oh those dragons are just wonderful. But then I knew what I was going to take. I realized, I should take something that will make me better than you. I realized I should take the SCW Championship from that hook hanging from that rope and make you look LIKE A b***h! You may be undefeated in Buried Alive matches, you may be unbeaten when it comes to a cell, but I promise you this Jarel, at the end of tonight, you will be, a flightless, dragon..."
Brantley then took his stuff and headed to the back with a cocky grin.
