All he wanted was a Dr Pepper

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throughout the AWWE NXT arena , there is an echo of shouting. Every rookie and pro know who is shouting. Delirious is standing infront of a soda machine shouting at it.

Delirious: bekhberkhbereuhrgiegfgef gimme kjdhgkkshfwhfjehfbjhebfujhbf my hbjhbsfjbafjhbefjbefjhgvbf soda jgnbskgjbjhgbsjhgbrjhbgeg

[Hush, it's K-Krush]

A.J. Styles had advanced into the second round of the AWWE NXT tournament, and although Ultramantis had failed to do the same, his treacherous scheme still had yet to fail. All he needed to do was find someone who advanced onto the second round and convince him that The Order of the Neo Solar Temple was still open for recruitment, and then teach that someone the ways of The Order and how A.J Styles was the public enemy number one. It sounded simple, but yet he knew it would still take some devious mind control in order to create his ultimate puppet.

It was then that he heard the obvious grumblings of Delirious. "THAT IS OBVIOUSLY DELIRIOUS!" he screams, holding a strong index finger into the air. His voice echoing throughout the hallway. "He might have beat me in the tournament, but perhaps I can still use him." His hands meet and he begins to make his fingers dance, like any heroic villain would do. "Yes, yes. If anyone can beat AJ Styles, it has to be Delirious. He has the ring skill, that never-say-die attitude...well, maybe. It's hard to tell what kind of attitude he actually contains, but STILL! He beat me in the tournament, why not actually use him?"

Following the grumblings, Ultramantis eventually finds Delirious having a struggle with a soft drink vending machine. "Delirious my dear boy! What brings you to...this side of the locker room?" Ultramantis then walks towards Delirious, like he was an old friend, and wraps his arm around his shoulder.