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WELCOME TO EPISODE 477!

ON THE ROAD TO 500!!

I can't wait! We have an amazing show for you tonight!

It's a good thing New York City is getting a nice breeze because the action tonight is WHITE HOT!


We go to the middle of the ring, where Gentleman Jack, the twelfth most powerful man in OCW, is less than pleased. He’s mouthing up a storm of expletives to himself while he almost forgets to take a swig of tequila to calm himself down.

Jack: Cut the music, monkeys! Virgins and heathens, it pleases me to say this, I’m not here to indulge in your idiocy. I’m here for one purpose: to get the motherf*ckin erection I was robbed of two weeks ago.

Jack: Bray, I know your ass is back there. Your whore sister can’t shut the hell up about it on Twitter. So get your southern asses out here! I don’t have all day.


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Ace: You betta watch ya mothaf*ckin mouth if y-

Bray: Ace, chill.

She complies and retires to a corner.

Jack: Yep, like a little who-

Bray: Jack, what do you want?

Jack: What? I can’t take the time to come out here and say hey to an old friend?

Jack: Bray, baby, come on! After all, had you not beaten me last year and killed any chance I had of being higher on the pecking chart and had you not made a fool of me two weeks ago, I wouldn’t be stuck in this god damn city surrounded by these god damn peons in this god damn ring looking at your god damn face!!!

Jack: But, what’s a friendship without forgiveness, right Bray? Because I forgive you for doing absolutely nothing with your career after you beat me. I forgive you for being obsessed with “Mess Effact” that one week. I forgive you, Bray. And as a favor for my forgiveness comes an offer.

Jack: I don’t know if you noticed, but me and my best friend Dennis Black are on a FLUFFING roll! I mean, I am one and oh over known pedophile and Hall of Famer Tiberius Dupree!

Bray: And I’ve beaten Parker, Jacob Trance, among others. What’s your point?

Jack: Bray, I saw your little “reset” thingamabob last week, and I gotta say you may have fooled everyone else with your sob story bullshet, but you can’t fool me! No no no!

Jack: I know you’re still the same pathetic sloth that did NOTHING with his career after he beat me last year. I know you’re the same crying jackass that got his ass kicked by the King of the World, Dennis Black!

Jack: But, despite what I said, I actually do care. The champion cares as well. We all care, Bray. We all know that your problems and such were only because you weren’t on the winning side anymore.

Jack: You fell off; we get it. But, you can be on the winning side again. You can finally put an end to that perception of you.

Jack: You can finally be a part of the OCW family. You can finally achieve the glory that’s evaded you for so long. All you have to do…

Jack extends his foot.

Jack: Is kiss my foot! Kiss it, and you'll get what you always wanted! Be part of the family! You’ll be our… “enforcer” of sorts. But don’t let that dissuade you!

Jack: Like I said, you’ll get everything you’ve ever wanted. All the recognition you desire, all the respect you want and then some and more!

Jack: And you’ll be… how’d you say it? “BeTtEr ThAn EvEr?” We can get you back your "mojo" that you lost this year. You'll be the biggest, baddest Bray OCW has EVER seen! What do you say?

Bray stares at Jack’s extended foot. Ace steps up to him and whispers something in his ear.

Jack: Don’t let the whore influence you, Bray! This is you and me. You have nothing to lose! You HAVE nothing! You can be SOMETHING, Bray! Just DO IT!

Ace resists the temptation to curse Jack the hell out and resumes talking to her brother. The crowd begins a chant of “Bray! Bray! Bray! Bray!” which surprises him. After seconds of whispering, Bray kneels down to one knee.

Bray: ...You’re right, Jack.

Jack: You bet your-.. wait, you serious?

Bray: You're right. I'll admit it. Like I said, I've fallen off. I'm not the same man I was last year. I need to find that again, and with you guys, I can find that. I can find everything I’ve ever wanted…. Respect. A “family”. My dominance. That’s all I want...

Jack: That's what I'm talking about! Now pucker up!

Bray goes down to two knees. He puckers his lips, leans down, and smiles as Ace delivers a crippling stomp to his bare foot with her heel.

Jack: BITCH! BITCH! BITCH! YOU FLUFFING ********** **** ** * ****

Bray: But believe me when I say this, the last thing I’d ever do is kiss up to someone like you!

He stands up and relishes in the numerous amounts of cheers in the arena, for the first time in a long time.

Bray: Jack, you don’t fluffing get it, do you? Yeah, I have nothing. I’ve done nothing with my career in the last year. But I’ll tell you this,... I’d rather be known as a nothing for the rest of my career than be known as the coward that rode the coattails of the World Heavyweight Champion.

Bray: I’m gonna make a name for myself. BY myself. I'm gonna find myself. BY myself. I don't need scum like you to help me get to the top, and I'll never... need it... again.

Bray: No shortcuts, no ass kissing, none of that. It’s just gonna be me, mi familia, and my forever beating heart!

Bray: I will fight for myself, by myself, and achieve my dreams BY MYSELF! And if you’re gonna get in the way of that, I’ll have no problem kicking your ass again.

Bray: Where good ol’ Jimmy Henry was known for his never say die attitude, I’m gonna be known as the dude with the ****you attitude!

Bray: What does that mean? It means if you don't put your foot back in your mother*ckin boot, I'll shove that sh*t where the sun don't shine. Get it? Got it? Good!

Bray steps up to Jack.

Bray: And I swear to Christ, if you talk about my sister again, I'll break your Fluffing nose.

Ace: You better tell-... His nose though?

Bray: His nose, Ace. His pasty, farking nose.

Bray shoves the mic in Jack’s chest and exits the ring. As he makes his way up the ramp, Jack cuts him off.

Jack: You just bit the hand that fed you, you Southern Chocolate Chicken Fried MOTHER *********. You think you’re some kind of hero now!? That you’re the new "American Dream", huh? Well, I know you’re the same scumbag Bray who’ll do anything to get what he wants! You're a shell of your former self! And I’m gonna prove it! You know how?

He throws the tequila bottle to the side and smiles.

Jack: You’re gonna have a match at Black Sunday. Against… big ol’ Basil Dello Russo! See if you can get past that, you.....you...you..****! You're gonna regret that.

The siblings seem unfazed as Jack picks up the bottle and swigs some more of his tequila as the camera fades to black.

 

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He mad!

If you had some invertabrate step on your foot you would be pissed too!

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Hmmm

Interesting.

Black Sunday 2017

 

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Only 4 days away!

This is gonna be good!

 

It's a Match!
Dorian Arnaud vs L. Larkspur

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Right in the kitten kaboodle!

And another one!

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