ATLANTA, GA

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"

	Ladies and Gentleman The Road to Wrestlution BEGINS
	It is TIME for THE CLASH!

	Conflicts never been this much fun!
	Lets go!

 

The Camera Pans To The Ramp!

Each member of The Inception circles the ring; amping up The Universe as they come together for their first PPV.

Bobby runs and then slides out of the ring. He walks over to the ring announcer at full tilt and snatches three microphones from the table. He stares at her and shakes his head from side to side in disappointment.

He rolls back into the ring and tosses each of his boys a microphone. KD and The OCW Heavyweight Champion H2O gesture a “thank you” to Bobby as he begins to speak.

Bobby Minio: Let me start by saying, there is no reason… NO REASON, that three of the four biggest stars in the company should have to go hunting for a microphone at ringside. Just make a mental note, if you see me coming to the ring, and it’s not for a match? There’s a strong chance I’m going to want a mic.

H2O counts his fingers. One and he points to Bobby. Two, he points to KD. Three, he points to himself. Then he becomes puzzled and walks towards the center of the ring with Bobby.

H2O: Where’s our 4th?

Bobby Minio: Valkyrie? I have no idea. Probably dabbing on the haters in Iceland or Greenland or whichever.

They both look back to KD and he shrugs, “I don’t know.” A look of concern is written over Harvey’s face.

Bobby turns away from the guys and points to the cameraman and demands his attention by tell him “come here” with his finger.

The Inception are centered in the shot as Bobby begins.

Bobby Minio: Now, I’m not ungrateful. I’m happy to get an opportunity tonight, but, it’s an opportunity at MY OWN PROPERTY. Yet again,and… no offense Harvey…

He gestures to H2O who gives him the “I’ll allow it” gesture, this which Minio responds by nodding.

Bobby Minio: For the second time in my career here. So I’m having mixed feelings, you know? That being said, this opportunity is one of the best I’ve had in a good while. Shepard, he’s edged me out a few times now, but I’m a man who values education and every match I have is an opportunity to learn, an opportunity to find a pattern, locate a weakness and when I get the chance at one more go, I have an opportunity to exploit those things that I’ve observed.

He begins to pace, patting both KD and H2O on the shoulders as he passes them.

Bobby Minio: Most importantly, I feel better right now than I can say I’ve felt in a good long while, because I have a support structure of men who know what it means to GRIND in this company. To bruise their shoulders carrying the weight of this company while overrated, over confident jackasses go non-coop dead weight and drag the rest of us down. Now, instead of carrying the company, we choose to LEAD it. We blaze the trail. With Harvey at the helm, myself as the heart, the PRIDE of the company, the big man KD as the backbone, the SPINE of the company, we bring structure to the table, stability to the table, and finally, a bit of GODDAMNED STYLE.

Bobby pounds the mic clenched in his fist against his chest, before posturing for a mic drop. Instead, he drops the mic into H2O’s waiting palm as he steps himself in the background as H2O steps up in front of KD.

H2O: Last time you saw me I got a bit carried away on Riot. For that I do apologize.

H2O: You all know the history between myself and my two opponents I’ll be facing tonight. This match tonight is different than the one on Devil’s Night.

H2O: Yes, it still is a triple threat. Yes, it’s the same three opponents. But this time all three of us KNOW it’s a triple threat. Plus, we all know who are opponents are.

H2O: There are no mystery opponents to surprise any of us. So with that being said we all truly know what to prepare for.

H2O: Harvey Ocean compares this moment to a parent expecting a child.

H2O: No matter how much you prepare yourself before the baby arrives, you’re never truly prepared when the baby finally gets here.

H2O: When that moment arrives you may have to get a different brand of formula, bigger diapers than just the newborn size. You may even forget to buy bibs.

H2O turns to look at Bobby and KD. He walks over to them as if he’s talking only to them.

H2O: We’re not perfect gentleman. We cannot always remember the bibs or the moves that they do! We cannot expect them to stick with the same gameplan! You may need to switch to a new formula!

H2O: What I’m saying is...expect the unexpected out there tonight, Bobby!

H2O slaps both Bobby’s shoulders to hype him up. Bobby shakes his head up and down. You can read his lips saying, “You got it.”, repeatedly back at H2O.

KD: Eh, em!

H2O stops his speech and turns away from Bobby. He then looks over towards KD.

KD: I’m a bit under the weather, Harvey. So pardon my throat.

H2O: Pardoned.

KD: Listen, I don’t mean to be rude but I don’t have a match out here tonight because of well…..you know…

KD walks up to H2O and at least TRIES to stand face to face with The OCW World Heavyweight Champion. Due to obvious reasons they can’t.

But KD stands over Harvey and looks down on him. H2O doesn’t back down and looks up. H2O raises his mic along the side of him because there’s zero space to lift it up between them.

H2O: I do know brother.

H2O: KD, meet your tag team partner!

The Camera Pans To The Ramp!

Bobby Minio gives a commanding look towards the announce table. The annoncer is already half the distance to the ring to give Tyson Wagner his microphone.

Tyson takes the mic from her hands and then turns around towards The OCW Universe. KD is in the background with H2O giving him such a huge hug that it lifts him off his feet.

Bobby is trying to help Harvey by prying KD’s arms arms away but to no avail. Cyborg raises the mic and tilts it back and forth sideways as if he never used one before.

Cyborg: I normally don’t do things like talk. I just fight.

Much like his theme, the extreme bass in his voice rocks the arena. The folks in Atlanta has erupted even louder than The Patriots winning the Super Bowl just a week ago.

Cyborg: It’s a complete waste of time in my opinion. So let’s get right to it!

Cyborg: Rust Cohle! Ijitu Quartz! Remember me!

Cyborg tosses the mic down and a thud can be heard upon impact when it hits the mat. He spreads his arms out wide.

He walks over towards KD and gives him a bro pound and a hug.

All the members of The Inception come together and welcomes Tyson Wagner to the group.

H2O: I think the odds are finally even, Kassidy Hayes. You, TTT and beloved followers of Kasstianity will soon fall by season end.

H2O: As for Pugh. As fast as you made your debut and I made that debut irrelevant just a quick. Tonight, I’ll personally take you out and sit you on that gotdamn rocking chair.

H2O: Once...and for all.

The Inception music hits as the scene fades.

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	Oh my!
	What a development!

THE LAST BLACKSMITH vs DRAGO CESAR*

 

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	He got him!
	Oh yes he did!

The scene fades in from total silence and black. Quartz is seen taping his left hand. He’s wearing his PRISTINE SUNGLASSES as well as a generic white tank-top. He sports a very serious look on his face.

Quartz: Psh. Not good enough for Clash eh? We’re about to show them who’s good enough for Clash.

Quartz upper lip begins to twitch, assumingly with anger.

Quartz: Coupla rookie nobodies beating us on TV. Garbage! It’s about time we put a couple in their place.

Quartz finishes wrapping up his hand and snaps his head over to Rust Cohle, his tag partner.

Quartz: Can you explain to me why you’re always screwing things up for us?! I would hope you don’t screw this up too!

Rust: …

The camera slowly pans to Rust Cohle, whose eyes are slightly shut, sitting in silence on the backstage bench next to Quartz.

Quartz: Psh… Typical. I show up here 3 hours early for this and you’re already checked out.

Quartz removes his PRISTINE SUNGLASSES and looks back down towards the floor, holding his hands together tight. His eyes close for a moment before suddenly opening very wide. The locker behind him melts away, leaving only black. Quartz looks around frantically, before rolling his eyes, realizing that he’s inside his own mind once again.

Quartz: Oh, that’s the way it is, eh?

He looks over at where his tag team partner once sat. Rust Cohle’s unusual silence and blank expression continues. As Quartz stares at his partner, Cohle’s face shifts to a scraggly beard and much shorter hair with a red streak through the ride side of his head.

Inness Quartz: You shouldn’t speak to Rustin like that.

Ijitu Quartz stands up and the view zooms out. He now stands up, annoyed, inside the complete black abyss.

Ijitu Quartz: Always lectures with you.

Inness: Ijitu, I know you’re frustrated. I know you’re insecure about that championship.

Ijitu: You. Don’t. Know. SHIT.

Ijitu steps forward. Rust Cohle has now completed the change into Inness Quartz. Rust was never there. It was the mind of Quartz playing tricks.

Ijitu: You only know when to pop your head in when you’re not wanted.

Inness: You don’t need to go through with this. If you were as confident as you say, you wouldn’t need to do it.

Ijitu: I’ll tell you what - One mistake I always make with you… Allowing you to continue.

Inness: Plea--

Ijitu clenches his fist in the air and shouts loud.

Ijitu: NAH!

The entire scene cuts to black before quickly fading back into the real world. Quartz stands with his hand still in the air, pulling his eyes open once more and letting out a deep exhale, followed by a small laugh and smirk rolling across his face.

Rust: “Nah?” You’re not ready for this, Quartzy? I’d say it’s time to show them who they’re dealing with.

Rust Cohle has now actually appeared in the doorway, laughing at his tag partner and adjusting his own large black jacket and blue scarf.

Quartz gathers himself in the real world once again before looking his tag partner in the face, seeming to think about what Inness had to say.

Quartz: Sorry Rusty. I’m ready. Hahahaha.

Quartz stands up. He grabs a black hooded sweatshirt and slides it on his PRISTINE SUNGLASSES once again. That same smirk once again rolls across his face.

CQC slap hands and Rust Cohle hands his partner a laminated “OCW SECURITY” lanyard, before placing one of his own over his head and neck. The two men look at each other suspiciously and the scene fades to black.

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	Up to no good!
	Watch your mouth!

 

 

The scene opens up backstage as Code Jackman is prepping for his attire as a reporter rushes to him.

Reporter: Mr. Jackman, in your career you never fair in six-man battles how do you feel your chances are in the match tonight?

Jackman: I don’t care about my wins or losses. I only care about one thing, destroying B17. Last week on Turmoil I did what I had to do by hitting him with that chair. He is my only target in this match.

Reporter: If you look back last year at Certified Greatness B17 eliminated you, will that happen again?

Jackman looks right into the reporter’s eyes.

Jackman: You are lucky you are a woman, or I would have slapped that smirk off your face. B17 is no match for me!

Reporter: I’m sorry Mr. Jackman, but…

Jackman: Get out of my face woman!

The reporter rushes off quickly…

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	Rude!
	I love Code, AHAHAH!

 

 

The Xtron Flickers On!

The bass of the music can be heard from outside the Capo Lounge and Grill from the streets of Atlanta, Georgia. The line to enter the building stretched down the sidewalk.

A black vehicle pulls up to the front of the building and parks. The driver of the vehicle walks around to the passenger side door and opens it. Empress steps out of the vehicle wearing a gold and white kimono.

She makes her way to the entrance of the building skipping the line. As she attempts to enter she is bumped into by another person that was in the line trying to enter. Empress turns to look at the person that has the audacity to bump into her so carelessly. Lotus Flojo and Empress lock eyes at the entrance of the bar.

Empress: Finally the bitch shows her face. How am I not surprised of all places this would be where I run into you.

Empress: Nice to see you crawling out of your hole after hearing I was coming and getting yourself suspended to get away from me.

Capo steps out of the club to observe the line and see’s the slight altercation. He shakes his head and approaches the two ladies

FloJo places her finger on her lip as if she’s thinking a response.

Empress: What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?

FloJo:Ah. So you’re Empress...Why are you targeting me? Is it because I don’t win? I may be a loser but I am not some pushover…!

Capo Ladies, Ladies, Ladies….Well what do we have here…..Empress Kuma is it? Yo baby, that robe is much more sexier in person. Shout out to whomever gets to take it off...scumbag laugh...

Empress: Excuse me...How rude..

Capo clears his throat and attempts to speak the
ooonnllyy Chinese line he knows: wǒ xǐ huān wǒ suǒ kàn dào de
(Translation: I like what I see) followed by a scumbag laugh.

Empress: That’s Chinese I’m Japanese. Baka!

Capo feeling somewhat carried, he reverses his charm to Lotus Flojo

Capo: Flojo!!! My lil hip hop honey!! How you ma??

Capo puts his arm around Flojo and starts to dance the “Flojo Shuffle” , while trying to sing the lyrics to her old theme song but brutally destroying its essence: “Champagne flutes----Bounce dat seeeexy, keep ya focus, away from the doo-doo DAH!...lead innnntto temptation”

Surprisingly despite her dislike for Capo’s ratchet antics, she chuckles while still maintaining an angry glare at Empress, whos is now turned on by Capo’s dapper personality.

This is not the time or platform for youse two to be parading in front of my club. There is a great party goin on inside, why dont the two of you calm down….Breathe….And bring your gorgeous selves in my club.

I have bottle service available on the house, and can seat you both in your own VIP areas. Maybe we can all hit the VIP room after the party. (Scumbag laugh)

The two prominent wrestlers start to shake their heads in disgust at Capo’s attempt at flirting.

Capo Ayo, Florio, come see to it that these two get settled in, everything on the house! OH! Aaannnd Ladiiiiess. Please calm down and try not to ruin my PAR-TAY babay!!!

FloJo: T-Thanks Capo but I don’t drink. Even If I did, it wouldn’t be with that great value Kabuki actress.

Empress: Listen here you old dish towel…

Capo: (begins to sweat) Aye Lotus, what happened to you? You use to be all sweet and wholesome...Now you’re pretty unhinged...And weird.

FloJo: I’m been very stressed out a lot things in my personal life and professional. The struggle is real.

Capo: I understand, Lotus. So how bout’ you relax a little bit with a cocktail? I promise, you won’t taste the alcohol. (with a scumbag laugh)

FloJo: Uhhhh...I-I don't think I shou-

Empress: Here! Let me help.

Empress tosses a glass full of alcohol on Lotus FloJo face ruining her outfit.

FloJo: M-m-m-my outfit. It’s ruined!

Capo looks on as FloJo is still in shock at what had happen. Capo looks at Empress as she begins to laugh.

Capo Daaaaayyyuuumm. Empress, you gotta be from Brooklyn baby to pull a move like that! Yikes….[Capo does the scumbag laugh, clearly instigating now]

Empress: So sorry, so very sorr-

FloJo throws a right-hand towards Empress but it was blocked by Capo.

Capo: Whoa Whoa Whoa Lotus, calm down. Aye Florio, get ova here now! These two are about murder each other on the property!!

Empress: Better luck next time slowjo!

Capo: Aye Big Ralphie, come help Florio out with these two. Take Empress, and be sure to KEEP THEM SEPARATED! I’ll Watch the door until youse two return.

FloJo: Hey, watch were you’re touching!

Empress: (Intelliable Japanese)

As Capo begins to turn towards the line, he gets bumped by a masked man who continues on and jumps to the back of the line.

The Scene closes…..

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	Oh this will not end well!
	Flojo is a Jive TurkeyEtte with ZERO feathers!

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