BALTIMORE, MARYLAND
The Camera pans to ramp as an old nostalgic tune hits and the duo of Scaggs and Poling head down to the ring!! The packed crowd roars in excitement and begins to chant "OCW" OCW" "OCW"
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Ladies and Gentleman this is CERTIFIED GREATNESS! |
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We have an amazing show for you tonight! |
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The Road To Wrestlution gets that much closer! |
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LETS GO! |
Tiberius Octavious Dupree…
I’ve literally ascended to Betterness and achieved The Good Lightheavyweight Title….they forgot.
Paul Pugh….
One of the deadliest verbal assassins and smashmouth veterans in OCW. Neither he or his counterparts could come together and stop The Inception yet this season….they forgot.
Kassidy Hayes….
Three Hundred Sixty-Four days!
Funny how numbers always stretch beyond perception.
THREE...T’s stood in my way! They took THREE friends to crush my mind. Baker, Heather and the latest...Valkyrie.
SIX…after tonight would be the amount of times I smile in the face of the Devil.
Security: H2O, good luck out there tonight.
If you can see my eyes behind these shades you would see how deep I’m in my zone right now. How dare you interrupt The Future OCW World Heavyweight Champion!
Pfft...Must be one of Fame’s lacky security guards watching me. Smart thing for me to do was to give him that “nice guy” nod to keep him moving.
H2O turns back around and an OCW crew member signals to him that the stage is almost ready for him.
The crew member can only see half of Harvey’s eyes peek from the top of his shades and walks away from the very focused Head Superstar.
H2O stretches his legs and continues to self motivate…
Anyway where was I...
FOUR…Evil, base, vile, foul. The four words, that he’s not limited to, that describes Kassidy Hayes.
But a there’s a four letter word to describe what you might see me be fueled by tonight and that is H-A-T-E!
Harvey Always Tops Evil.
H2O notices the lights go out as his music hits.
The Inception of a brighter future for OCW begins here and it begins NOW!
DRAGO CESAR
OPEN CHALLENGE SERIES!
DRAGO CESAR* vs ?????????
The camera fades into a dressing room backstage where we see Justin Jehst and Elsa in their smart casual clothing, which is still more smart than casual. Jehst is now on crutches and out of his wheelchair. He holds in his hands a framed copy of an a currently unknown document.
Jehst: I’m not too mobile at the moment with these two extra limbs ---
He lifts one of the crutches waist height and puts it back down.
Jehst: --- but I need to find Capo tonight. I need to speak with him face to face and get this whole situation sorted out. You know what the tabloids are saying right now?
He leans over to the nearby counter-top and picks up a magazine with pictures of the Kardashians on the front; of course. Elsa looks at him knowing the pressure he’s under and nods assuringly.
Jehst: They’re saying I was involved with women in OCW and even other wrestlers wives and girlfriends during my time here! It’s madness! They can say whatever they want yet I face the consequences of it all! I’ve had people jeer at me on the street and even yelled at from a car when I went out to get a bite to eat…
Elsa: But is only rumours, right?
She looks at Jehst to assess his response to her genuine question.
Jehst: Of course.
Elsa: Then we fighting this until they have proof of these thing, otherwise, is just rumour.
Jehst: But that’s the point. Rumours always find their way to sow seeds of doubt in people's minds, even if they aren’t true. The longer they’re allowed to linger and fester, the more that doubt grows. But tonight we find that greasy scumbag and get this whole thing ironed out like a good suit. C’mon.
Justin hobbles on his arm stilts towards the door and attempts to open it. The handle moves but the door won’t budge.
Jehst: What the --- ?
Elsa: What wrong?
Jehst: The doors locked from the outside; somethings in the way.
He takes his arm out of the crutch and bangs on the door a few times.
Jehst: Hey! Someone! Let us outta here! Hello?!
He waits a while and tries again with the banging. No response.
Justin reaches into his pocket and gets his cellphone out.
Jehst: There’s no way I’m letting that prick get away with this and keep us silenced.
Jehst begins dialing and puts the phone to his ear.
Elsa: Who you calling?
Jehst: The venue. Surely their staff can get us outta here. But for now, pull us up a couple of chairs.
As Elsa passes Jehst a chair the scene fades out.
GOOD IDEA BAD IDEA The Camera Pans To The Ramp!