ROSEMONT, IL
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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Welcome everyone to The Clash 2018! |
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PRIME!!!! |
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We got a great show for you tonight! |
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The Young and the Old, the Brave and the Bold! |
The scene opens with a lone man standing in a corridor somewhere backstage. He rests his arms against his chest and raises one of them to be holding the edge of the bright pink fedora that he is wearing.
The shadow cast by his arm hides a good portion of his face, but his right eye can be seen piercing through the camera. Slowly, a cloud of smoke begins to shade his once visible eye.
???: In a few moments, I will begin the next chapter of my career. Finally, my star will be able to shine the way that it was meant to be. On the grandest stage with the brightest lights. Already, I have managed to prove to everybody that I am better than where I came from.
???: From a dumpy middle-class neighborhood to the top of this business, I have already made my mark. And soon, my name will be on the marquee instead of on the back page of the program. Because let’s face it…
The man moves his arms away from his face and dramatically holds them out to his sides, as though he’s taking in a wave of cheers and applause. A spotlight appears from out of nowhere and illuminates the skin of the wrestler.
The aforementioned smoke now seems to be coming from a roll hanging from his mouth. However, the contents of the roll could be anything. Taking it from his mouth, he smiles as he looks into the camera once more.
???: I’m already better than most of those posers, and it’s only a matter of time before we are standing at the top of the mountain that is OCW.
Suddenly, an unknown woman appears from the shadows and tightly holds onto the man who has yet to formally introduce himself. She smiles at the camera shyly and her blue eyes light up and flash at the camera similar to the man she is holding on to.
???: My name, is Frankie Highwood, and you’re going to see the future of professional wrestling do what he does best... Win.
Once again smiling, Frankie stares into the camera with a fire in his eyes. The camera then cuts back to the announcers.
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Well someone is full of himself! |
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Its Hollywood Baby! |
The Xtron Flickers On!
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The Movement continues! |
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Dynomite! |
The Chaz Hendrix Invitational!
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Dam! |
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Yessir |
Jim Black stands backstage next to the Section 8 Heavyweight Mez Murdock. Mez towers over Jim, he should probably use stilts to conduct future interviews. Mez looks down on him like a disappointed father looks down at his weakling son.
Mez: You was always a Uncle Tom ass busta wasn’t you?
Jim Black: Ahh...ahhh…
Mez: Ya hood pass got revoked at birf didn’t it?
Jim Black: Umm...ah I don’t think…
Mez: No you didn’t think you’d meet a black man so Busta Free it makes you wanna boot a bitch six ways from Tuesday….that’s what you was about to say right b?
Mez moves closer to Jim Black, uncomfortably close.
Mez: Gimme that…you ain’t got no questions worth answering anyway...
Mez snatches the mic from Jim and shoves him off scene. He then addresses the hard camera directly.
Mez: The Clash Prime, a name fitting for what’s about to go down.... I know what your capable of Sean. It doesn’t take a brain surgeon to figure out ya gains….got gains and they got gains…..
He flexes so hard he looks as if he’s going to drop a deuce mid promo.
Mez: You BUFF b!
He smacks the camera or possibly the camera man, either way the camera shakes.
Mez: But that won’t save you. I got a goddamn boot for every can of BUFFBLASTER you ever drank b...ever!
Mez: There is only one outcome to our match tonight, you leaving hurt!
You know it’s coming...wait for it….almost….
Mez: IT’S BANG TIME!!!
The camera shakes again as if the camera or camera man has been shoved. Strategically the ghettOCW Movement logo appears as we fade to ringside.
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This ones gonna be one for the record books! |
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This is far to Urban for me! |
Rust Cohle vs Jookie Marley
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What impact! |
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He is out cold! |
The scene starts off in the locker room assigned to the Young Drakes, Corey sat on the bench in front of the locker marked with masking tape with his name crudely pencilled in.
Ricky stood in front of the monitor watching footage of his opponent for the evening, and the elephant in the room sat in the centre of the room with his eyes closed.
Ricky: Tell me again why you didn’t ask me to help with these goons?
Corey: Ah well that Hammer guy was targeting you, I assumed you’d be up for that challenge so I well I actually don’t know why this guy chose to help us.. I guess it was an honour thing, seemed to hit Abbott real hard two weeks ago when he saved us.
The man grunted and shifted on the cheaply made seat, both Corey and Ricky leapt to catch him in case it collapsed under him.
Corey: Why is it they stick us in the rundown room? I saw that Jackman and Tay have some luxuries in theirs.
Ricky sighed as he looked at the man shaking his head
Ricky: Higher ups probably don’t trust me with the good stuff or maybe Tay and Code gave the right people some money wouldn’t put it past them if I am honest in any case I wish you and this guy luck I will be watching anything happens after the match I will be there to watch your back but for now I need to leave and get ready for my match with this hammer guy.
Corey: Awesome buddy, good luck with Hammer hopefully it’s a good night for us all.
The pair ended the conversation with a fist bump before Ricky left the room
Corey: Yo Muryo, care if I watch Ricky’s match on the screen?
The big guy didn’t budge he just sat there looking peaceful, so Corey turned the tv on and up popped the replay of for the winner of the fourway tournament from turmoil as the scene fades out into the next segment...
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Ricky out for revenge! |
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Will he get it? |