OCWFED.com Presents Riot

   

We open with a close up shot of the scowl on the face of the anomaly of success, the facilitator of concussions, Our Humble Hero: Dennis Black.

His partner in crime, the General Manager of Turmoil was at his side. Jack ate up the disapproval of the fans like JCS eats tugboat’s groceries...

Dennis:
Ahem...not that I could understand a word that was said, but after getting some translation...it has come to my attention that a certain Serbian wished to list off his accomplishments.

Dennis taps the mic against his Television Title, loudly. This upsets the fans, but the noise quiets them down.

Dennis:
I’m not petty enough to list off that I also won King of OCW last season in a more impressive fashion. Nor am I petty enough to remind everyone that I too, won the S-Cup last season without taking a single loss. Some would say I was flawless…

Dennis: Mind you i've been able to accomplish all that I have while actually entertaining these people.... seeing as OCW is no stranger to having their world champions be void of charisma, one could say that i'm a unicorn in the wrestling business.

Dennis: But let us not forget, Drago is also a two time OCW and North American champion while I have only been Turmoil and Television Champion once…

Dennis raises his finger.

Dennis:
But to do that, he had to have lost both of those titles once. And there lies the difference between just about every OCW and North American Champion and myself… there’s nothing ‘transitional’ about my reign. Learn to love it or...

There's a small group of Dennis Black fans in the front row that scream out 'or get good!'. The crowd grows restless as Gentleman Jack holds up a poster of Drago losing the OCW world title to Mugen with a crying Jordan meme covering Drago’s face.

Dennis:
I retained that night in honor of Revolution Inc., by the way...So here I am, once more...DEMANDING WHAT IS RIGHTFULLY MINE!

The injured Turmoil Champion hobbles to the ropes and points at the X - Tron.

Dennis’s rant is interrupted by the familiar sound of OCW Hall of Famer Versus’s theme blaring throughout the arena. Dennis, and Jack collectively lose their minds as the Veteran walks on stage.

Versus:
Sorry Den -

Dennis and Jack look on with hope in their eyes, believing for the first time...Versus may get his name right.

Versus:
Sorry Dentine. I just can’t let you challenge for that title, it’s not fair to the fans of OCW.

Jack: Fans? Who gives a good gonorrhea god damn about the fans?!

Versus: Certainly not you two. I, however, love my fans, and my fans love me back. I can tell they love me, because they send me handwritten letters telling me so.

Versus: Apparently, they also have sent me emails and messages on the bookfaces, but I’ll get to them eventually. I’m pretty skeptical about opening those, the last time I did, I’d open a nice message from a young child!

Versus: And then some ladies breasts, then a message from a fan asking for an autograph, and then a penis...

Versus: I opened about 20 emails and the ratio was leaning more towards penis pictures, so I stopped opening them.

Dennis: Nobody cares about your dick pics old man. Get to the point. Why wouldn’t the OCW universe want to be blessed with my presence in a match for the ages?

Versus: Well, because I’m going to give the fans what they want. And that, just happens to be me against Drago...or more specifically, anyone but you, against my dear friend Drago.

Dennis and Jack: That's not how this works!

Versus: Nope, nope....this is EX-ACT-LY how this works. .

Jack: Listen you old -

Versus: Jack, say one more word, and I’ll be writing a prayer just for you.

Jack: What’s that even mean?

Versus: It means I’ll write a prayer, mention something about making you see the light, toss in a Prince lyric, shake it up, serve over ice, next thing you know you’re waking up in the middle of a ring, in the center of an empty stadium, and the last thing you remember is saying

Versus: “What’s that even mean?”

Jack stares angrily and motionless at Versus.

Versus:
Made your butthole pucker up just a bit now, didn’t it?

Rapture hits the P.A. system as Hall of Famer Nate Ortiz walks out on stage. He gives Versus a nod before staring a hole through Dennis.

Nate:
Sorry to interrupt but I just got done talking with the old man. We both felt it would be best if I deliver this message.

Nate: Next week we are going to put a contract for an OCW Championship match high above the ring. On one side will be might best friend, Versus and on the other will be Gentleman Jack!

Jack and Dennis are flail their arms in the air and begin yelling at Nate.

Dennis:
You can’t do this!

Nate: It’s already done, and a word of advice. Instead of worrying about the gold you don’t have you should worry about your TV championship, because you’re defending it next week!

Dennis’s eyes widen and the crowd erupts into yes chants.

Nate:
You don’t have to crap your pants because it won’t be against me… but rest assured it is a worthy challenger.

Nate: What does the old man say? Remember it’s my world and you’re just paying rent...

Nate extends his hand to Versus as Jack and Dennis are left complaining to deaf ears.

The camera pans to the announce team.

MIC DROP!

SUCH DISRESPECT!!!

 

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The camera pans to the announce team.

THATS NOT LEGAL!

It is now!

El Segador is seen in the deepest pits of Madison Square Garden in deep meditation. The luchador is wearing nothing but his mask and a towel around his waist. The camera zooms in on the chiseled newcomer. He pays the camera no mind.

Segador:
In this world, there is nothing more submissive and weak than water. I respect the man as an athlete, but know that I am just as good. If not better.

Segador:
I left his rival in a puddle of sweat and shame.

Segador looks up to the camera.

Segador:
I challenge H20 before his Summercide bout with Cort Marshal. Riot or Turmoil, I care not. I need to see for myself if your win was a fluke...I await your response.

 

The camera pans to the announce team.

Will H20 answer the challenge?

HMMM?


The X-Tron Flickers On!

 

The camera pans to the announce team.

WHAT!!

OHHH YEAAA!

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