OCWFED.com Presents Riot

   

 

The scene opens showing a kitchen and a big banner that reads It's Baking Time. The camera zooms out a little showing Anthony Baker with a pink apron on and a cupcake on it and a neckbrace that would make Joel Gertner Proud!.

A wide smile on his face before he walked over to a counter with a bunch of ingredients scattered across the counter.

Anthony:
Today on It's Baking Time I'm gonna show all of you how to make the Anthony Baker signature cupcakes!

He nodded as he clapped his hands together and walked over to a sink to wash his hands. As he began to wash his hands Flynn appears on the screen and has a bottle of hand soap in his hand and begins to put the blue hand soap in the blue icing that Baker had sitting on the counter.

He quickly runs back off the screen before Baker turned around and walked back to the counter.

Anthony:
First we need to turn on the oven to pre-heat. Because you know. Why not? It makes things easier.

He turned around and turned the oven on so it could begin to pre-heat. He returned back to the counter and moved to the side a medium sized bowl, and began to put flour, baking soda, and salt.

He grabbed a whisk and began to whisk the ingredients together. He moved the Bowl to the side. Anthony turns to face the camera.

Anthony:
So we're putting this bowl to the side for now, and what we're going to do.....

Anthony keeps talking as Flynn reappears in the background. He notices the bowl and quietly snatches it from the table. He goes off to the corner where he places the bowl on the ground.

He looks at the camera and with his back facing it, unzips his fly and......adds an extra ingredient of his own to the bowl. After he's finished, he zips his fly back up and quietly returns the bowl back to the table. He retreats to the back of the set, behind a table.

Anthony:
Right, well let's take this bowl and....

Baker picks up the bowl and notices it has an odd smell.

Anthony:
Hmm......Tangy!

He laughed softly and shook his head as he put the bowl back on the table and continued to make the cupcakes before he put them in the baking cups and put them onto the baking pan with a smile on his face before putting them into the oven

Anthony:
These should be delicious! But, first! I gotta go to the little boys room!

Baker came back as the cupcakes finished and he got them out of the oven before he sat them on the counter and put the blue icing onto the cupcake. He bit into the cupcake and instantly spit the cupcake out towards the camera.

Anthony:
MAYDAY MAYDAY! HOUSTON WE HAVE A PROBLEM!

He began to spit out and attempted to wipe the taste out of his mouth and ran to the sink, turning it out and drinking from it. He turned it off and quickly ran off camera.

The camera pans to the announce team.

Oh good god!

Man I thought those Cupcakes tasted funny....

Cupcakes as in plural?

Don't judge! Your kids hate you!


It's a Match!
KING OF OCW QUARTER FINALS
Nathan Carter vs Drago Cesar

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The camera pans to the announce team.

And just like that he moves on to the next round!

I can't belive it!

Humanity as a whole seems to strive for the skies. We dream of soaring like the birds. We've created a paradise far beyond the heights which even they have been able to reach.

It is only so unlucky, then, that 'down' has been made to be such a miserable direction for one to head in.

Monsters hide under our beds, Hell is forever below us, and the basement is where creepy things hide in scary movies.

Nobody wants to be in the basement.

Why is it then, that Xander Rane looks to be his most comfortable self now, sitting in the middle of one?

Why is it then, that upon finding out he had today's Riot free, he decided to leave Argos at home and spend the night in a basement?

Well, simply put, it inspires his art.

And so, he sits on a stool and stares at his portrait, a somber smile upon his face.

Finally, after having made the cameraman wait for over an hour before he could have the segment he had requested, Rane waved the man over and settled his work down, faced away from the camera.

Xander:
Y'know, my father was a man of books and my mother wa- IS an artist. That woman is covered in more tattoos than me!

He chuckles and wipes away at some tears before they can fall.

Xander:
Hearing that, I'm sure you wonder how they end up with an idiot who spends every week simultaneously trying to beat people up and avoid getting the same done to himself. I ask that myself a lot of the time.

Cameraman: So why do it? I understand you've got to make money to support your mother, but surely you could've gone into the tattoo industry and make decent living while trying to be happy.

Xander: That's the thing, it doesn't make me happy anymore. About a year ago, my mother told me to quit trying to sacrifice my happiness for hers, that that was supposed to be her job.

Xander laughed and turned his head to the ceiling, clearly hiding tears that had already begun to fall.

Xander: I'd been boxing for a while at that point, the only release I got throughout endless days of working to keep us afloat. My mom was barely keeping herself afloat she was so depressed, and still she worried about me.

Xander: That day, she gave her old art set, this frame and canvas included, and told me to go do what she knew made me happy.

Xander: "Stop painting your face red just because you like the color so much." I hugged her that day and acted selfish for the rest of it, going around painting nature and getting a silly 'defender of man' tattoo, forgetting that real life exists and thinking I had finally escaped from it.

Xander: I got home that day and my mom was on the floor surrounded by the rats we shared tenancy with.

Xander: Apparently she had a nervous breakdown and a heart attack before going job hunting that day.

Xander: She wasn't ready for the world, and I pretended she was so I could do what I wanted. So what do I have to do now, knowing what I've done? All I can do is continue to paint myself red every week.

The cameraman simply sits there in shock as Xander puts on his shades. They don't do much, as the tears now freely flow.

Xander: I still see them you know.

Cameraman: What?

Xander: The rats. I see them everywhere, even in the ring. They squirm around and follow me all the time, just like they did that time. That's why I like the basement, it's the only place I can pretend they aren't the same rats.

Xander: That's also why the only thing I can paint anymore is rats. Just look.

He picks up the portrait and shows it to the man and the camera.


Cameraman: What do you call something like that? Dear god.

Upon hearing footsteps approaching the two and seeing the last person he wanted to see right now, Xander simply responds with:

Xander: Kassidy Hayes.

The man himself simply laughs and wipes the tears of joy from his eyes.

Kassidy:
How fitting is this? Such a pathetic story for a pathetic man. I honestly can't believe how perfect it is. Xander Rane, the biggest loser in OCW kills his own mother.

Xander can only mutter his response.

Xander:
She's not dead.

Kassidy: No, but she might as well be huh? I've known you to be an idiot ever since you fell for Nathan's tricks, and at first that's all this was about.

Kassidy: It pissed me off that the only reason I'm not NA Champion right now is because of you. But now?

Kassidy surprises Xander with a staggering kick to the head, before laying him out with The Turn right onto the basement concrete. Then, he kneels down close to Rane and whispers.

Kassidy: Now, I'm even more pissed off because such a sad little sack of s** is what cost me my title. You don't deserve to be in OCW. Hell, you don't even deserve to be alive. So why don't you die just like your mommy?

As he gets up to walk away, he stops and laughs at the painting Xander had dubbed 'Kassidy Hayes.'

Kassidy: I hope you can feel those rats crawling over you even in your dreams, loser. And unlike YOU I Have a match tonight, so when I defeat the gimped Dinosaur THE OLD COUNTRY WAY, I will perform double duty and end your career, see you Sunday Rane.

He then kicks the painting to the ground and walks back up the stairs.

The camera pans to the announce team.

Kassidy Hayes is a dick!

You watch your mouth! I don't need those nightstalkers coming for me, cuz you can't keep quiet!

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