Dillinger: Been an awful long time since I was out here, eh?
The crowd releases a storm of boos onto Dennis Dillinger. He pulls the mic away from his face confused, playing innocent and mouthing “what?” to the OCW universe.
Dillinger: Hey! Woah! What happened?
Dillinger: Sounds like a bunch of Tayy fans to me.
The crowd pops slightly for Tayy as Dillinger starts wagging his finger and shaking his head.
Dillinger: Did you guys see what happened to him last week!? Just terrible. I always told him he had the worst luck!
Dillinger: My heart goes out to the poor boy, it really does. You hate to see something like that happen to a young kid.
Dillinger pauses and sarcastically shakes his head with his hands on his hips.
Dillinger: But, ya know… He DID try to assault me in my office and try to ruin me with some frivolous court case. So pardon me if I’m not the most empathetic.
Dillinger: Yeah yeah, boo all you want. You idiots don’t know what happened. You think you know Tayy, but you don’t. He was an animal and puts on a pretty boy face for you out here and at his shows. He’s a conniving person.
Dillinger pauses before letting out a hearty laugh.
Dillinger: I guess it caught up with him! Seems like he messed with the wrong guy! Hahaha!
Dillinger: Well, I’ll take the blame there. I never should have trusted him. I fell for his pretty boy manipulation too! No more. I have better judgement within this industry now! I’m here to show you the future of the company.
Dillinger adjusts his suit jacket and tie as he smiles wide.
Dillinger: Sorry, I’m just a bit flustered. I’m very excited, you know?
Dillinger: Without further ado, it’s time to wipe my hands clean of this mess once and for all and move on to my next greatest business venture!
Dillinger: Introducing! The next biggest thing in OCW! The next biggest thing in WRESTLING…!
Dennis Dillinger dramatically swings his arms towards the ramp to introduce this mystery person… Moments pass and no one comes out.
DillingerEherm.. I said... THE NEXT BIGGEST THING IN OCW! COME ON OUT!
Jane, you say it's all over for you and me, girl
There's a time for love and a time for letting it be, baby
Jane you're playing a game called, hard to get by its real name
Making believe that you just don't feel the same
Oh Jane
The crowd is stunned by OCW Pride Champion Cort Marshall answering the call. He pauses halfway down the ramp with a mic in hand.
He looks around the arena at the OCW universe as the camera pans back to see Dillinger, who is standing very confused inside the ring.
Cort Marshall raises his Pride championship in the air with his right hand… He flips the microphone upside down in his left hand, before raising it and wagging his finger defiantly. Cort places the title back on his shoulder and points at Dennis Dillinger directly.
Cort: Fee fi fo fum, I smell a sleazy greaseball talking out of his… bum.
Cort: I think everybody RIGHT HERE IN in New York City.....!
The NYC Crowd Pops Huge! Cort pauses for a moment as a CORT MAR-SHALL chant breaks out. He coughs and then proceeds!
Cort: Knows you’re responsible for what happened to Mr. Breizee... And I don’t appreciate that kind of business going down around here.
Dillinger: Listen up, Captain America. I think you’re a bit early, nobody called for you. That fancy belt doesn’t give the right to interrupt me.
Cort grins and smacks his Pride Championship.
Cort: Hold on there. First of all, belts are for holding up pants. This bad boy is the OCW American PRIDE Championship. I EARNED this the right way. Through hard work and determination.
Cort Marshall continues down the ramp and walks deliberately up the steel stairs. The crowd cheers as Dillinger is being taken apart.
Cort: See, the American Dream is about clawing your way up to the top with talent and hard work. Your previous client had both, and you have neither.
Cort: So you snuck your way into profiting off of his back. You ain’t no different than those snakes on Wall Street, Dennis.
Cort enters the ring.
Cort: And I dunno about you… but I hate Wall Street… and I hate SNAKES! And this here Championship has me motivated to do some… pest control.
Dillinger slowly steps back as Cort Marshall walks forward towards him.
Dillinger: Just who do you think you are?
Dillinger walks up to Cort Marshall and jabs him in the chest with his finger.
Dillinger: You don’t see me going to whatever hot dog stand you run out in Queens and telling you how to squeeze mustard out, do ya?!
Dillinger pushes Cort with the same finger as he sentence ends. Cort stares at his chest at the spot he was pushed.
Dillinger: So why don’t you SCRAM, punk!
Cort looks up and around to the crowd who begin to cheer for him. Cort slowly raises the mic to his face...
Cort: As the AMERICAN PRIDE champion, it’s my mission to make Riot great again, and your kind...
He retaliates by poking Dennis in the chest aggressively, causing Dennis to drop his mic and back into the corner. He panics and turns his head as he hits the turnbuckles.
Cort: … Have no place in Cort’s America. So I think it’s about time I give this crowd what they want and teach you a thing or two about respect!
Cort drops his microphone dramatically as the crowd continue to cheer. He shakes his head and removes his glasses and championship belt.
Cort Marshall continues feeding off of the crowd’s approval as he approaches Dillinger in the corner!....
The camera pans to the announce team.
OH MY GOD!
AHAHAHA YESSS!!
The strum of the electric guitar breaks the incoherent chatter of the crowd throughout the arena. The only guitar that captures the attention of every OCW fan and superstar. The arena erupts in sheer delight!
Out comes The Good Light, H2O. As per the usual, he greets every fan down the ramp with high fives and handshakes. As he makes his way to the ringside he continues to shake the hands of his adoring fans. Until a beautiful woman grabs his hand and pulls him towards to and give him a kiss on the cheek.
He takes his shades off and gives them to her son that is jumping up and down beside her. He shakes his head all at the same time messing up his hair.
He turns his attention back to the ring and rolls under the ropes. He walks to the center of the ring while pointing his thumbs to himself.
The audience chants, H-2-O!
As he finishes the mic drops from the rafters. The arena turns pitch black and and The Good Light shines on thee.
The former Light Heavyweight Champion takes a moment to inherit the love from his fans that he has missed for the past couple of months.
Now he begins to speak.
H2O: Evening ladies and gentlemen and all The Good Children that follow The Good Light. It’s been a long time hasn’t it?
H2O: Unfortunately, fans The Good Light has to make things quick around here because there’s been a colt that has plagued OCW and it’s stifling!
The crowd boos knowing exactly what Harvey is talking about.
H2O: We all know what I’m talking about. I refuse to name it and give it any more power. We all know it’s growing. We all can’t deny how strong it’s getting with the addition of C.Q.C.
H2O raises his finger before the audience could react.
H2O: Their H2No Parody was….amusing.
H2O begins to walk around the ring as the spotlight and the mic follows him.
H2O: But you know what really makes me tickle more than H2No?
H2O: Actually, let me just show you.
H2O points to the X-Tron.
H2O: Look at exhibit A. Rust Cohle…..
The X-Tron flickers on and shows picture of Rust Cohle and The Future World Heavyweight Champion Harvey Ocean.
H2O: As you can see there are two pictures here. The one on your left is a man from the future that came here to tell me why I’m here and what I’m destined to be.
H2O: I didn’t understand it at first but now I do understand. All that he said was going to happen is all coming in fruition.
H2O: On the right is Exhibit B. He is one half of Riot World Tag Team Champions Rust Cohle.
H2O: Could you zoom into the picture and get a close shot of their head please?
The XTron zooms in on the profile of both men.
H2O: OCW Universe, I’m sure you can see a resemblance. The only difference in our hairstyle is the haircolor. Other than that a part of The Good Light is within him.
H2O folds his arms and shrugs his shoulders.
H2O: Now wait until you guys see the next slide.
The Xtron now shows a picture of H2O at The 13 Year Anniversary Show and Quartz from Riot 513. The fans boo hard at the picture.
H2O: Now I know you can’t tell the difference between The Head Superstar and The Big Bird. But look at my shades compared to his shopworn shades.
H2O: Look at my smile compared to his. Look at my hair compared to his. Look at my outfit compared to his. Look at…….
H2O stops mid thought. He then tilts his head sideways while staring at the Xtron.
H2O: Now that I’m actually looking at on the big screen….can anyone see the difference between me and him.
H2O turns to look at the crowd much like the Russell Westbrook, “Who’s mans is this?” gif.
H2O: Oh I know one...or two...or maybe even three. Hell! I don’t know how many times I’ve made you lay on your back and stare up at this very Good Light for 3 seconds!
H2O: Kassidy and Ryu must not hate me that much! They have two watered down versions of me on their team.
H2O: No pun intended to myself.
The audience laughs while Harvey chuckles a bit to himself.
H2O: All jokes aside TTT; I told Our Hero the next time he was to see me I was going to make some noise.
H2O: Hayes…Matsumoto...compare this moment to the likes of the sound of a freight train coming. The Good Light is coming for you.
H2O snaps his fingers as his music hits and the mic recoils back to the rafters. The OCW Universe is in a frenzy by the comments H2O has made.
As he walks out of the ring they cut to the next segment.
The camera pans to the announce team.
STYLISH!
CHEAP EFFECTS!
HEATHER ANGELO vs BERTHA STIGGLITZ vs VALKYRIE
The camera pans to the announce team.
OH MY GOD!
Outta left field!
We switch to a shot of backstage, with Cort Marshall sitting on a bench, nursing the bruises from the nasty chairshots he received earlier.
Cort: That’s what you get for premature celebration, I guess.
A few seconds pass before we see Christian Shepherd, entering the lockerroom after his loss to Kassidy Hayes. The two men notice and look at each other in awkward silence. Cort is the first to break it.
Cort: Where’ve you been, man?
Shepherd: Doesn’t matter where I’ve been.
Shepherd glares at Cort.
Cort: That all you got to say to your tag partner? I was worried!
Shep: Well, don’t. I can handle myself. Showed you and all the boys that tonight.
Cort raises an eyebrow.
Cort: Unless the ref gets in the way, huh?
Shepherd curses.
Shep: There’s always something in the goddamn way. He was dead to rights. And what about that title shot, huh? Why wasn’t my match for his title?
Cort stands up, annoyed.
Cort: I don’t know, man, I don’t set up matches.
Shepherd gets in Cort’s face in response.
Shep: Really? Cause the way you just got handed that ti--
Cort shoves Shepherd backwards, who immediately gets back in his face.
Cort: They didn’t hand me the title, Shepherd. They handed me a shot. I won the match. And in case you didn’t notice, I just got my ass beat by a masked psychopath who looks like a giant NyQuil. We all got problems. It ain’t just you.
Shep and Cort stare each other down before Cort continues.
Cort: I’m not saying you don’t deserve a title, I’m just saying shit doesn’t always go as planned. We’ve got a match coming up in two shows against Uncrowned. Are we gonna be a unit by then?
Shep stares before nodding his head and backing off.
Shep: Sorry, man. Just been a hard couple of weeks.
Cort: I know. But nothing gets better unless you make it get better. Trust me. We’ll get ‘em.
Cort extends a hand to Shepherd, who reluctantly shakes it.
Cort: Now let’s go, I know a damn good restaurant around here… Capo told me about it…
Shep laughs, tension defused.
Shep: Yeah, I bet he did.
The camera pans to the announce team.
Hmm!
Shepard shouldn't have backed down Cort Marshall is a damn fraud!
