The scene opens on the backstage area, the sound of amatuer drumming echoing through the immediate hallway, to no familiar beat in particular.
The camera moves and pans through a doorway into a small side room, where an open folding chair sits perfectly centered in the open frame of the door.
As the camera moves through the doorway, the Pride Championship can be seen draped over the back of the chair facing forward.
The camera pans to the left, revealing the One Man Revolution and active member of Inception, Bobby Minio, sitting in another chair, staring at the belt as he drums on his own chair with two sharpees between his legs.
Behind Minio and the Pride Championship is a folding table, with multiple stacks of replica Pride Championship belts. On the left side of the table is another stack, a much shorter stack, which Minio glances at anxiously.
After one more rat-a-tat of his improvised drum solo, Minio lets out a deep sigh and tosses the sharpees onto the table, before grabbing the base of the chair and scooting his way over.
He grabs one replica title from one of the large stacks, which are now towering over the seated man, and he begins scrawling his signature over the face of the title, setting the completed memorabilia onto the stack on the left, now identifiable as roughly five signed Pride Championship replicas.
Bobby Minio: Five down, an infinite amount of busy work to go.
He reaches up, grabbing another replica title and dragging it down in front of him. As he raises the sharpee up to sign once again, he turns, glancing over his shoulder at the real deal on the chair behind him.
A satisfied smile breaks through the monotony of the task at hand. He turns back forward and signs his name across the belt, narrating as he does so.
Bobby Minio: To “Insert Name Here”, may all of your dreams come true, after years and years of toiling through misplaced anger and lofty expectations.
Another belt joins the completed work pile. Another belt is dragged down from the right tower and placed down in front of the champ, who again signs and again begins narrating words he is not writing.
Bobby Minio: To “Insert Name Here”, don’t let your dreams be reamed by fair weather friends, manipulative mentors and egomaniacal enemies.
The signed belt goes into the left pile, his hand reaches up, dragging a belt down once more and signing it with his sharpee.
Bobby Minio: “To Whom it May Concern”, they have me locked up in here, it’s a sweat shop where they make us built computer processors twenty hours a day for forty cents per hours. I’m just trying to earn enough money to buy medicine for my young daughter. Please send help.
He hucks the signed title belt onto the left pile, reloading the space in front of him with another belt.
Bobby Minio: “All work and no play makes Bob a dull boy.”
The signed belt joins the left pile and his right hand reaches up to the unchanging tower to his right, but his hand hesitates.
It lowers, swiping up the other sharpee again as he shoves his feet against the ground, loudly grinding the chair back in front of the authentic Pride Championship.
He leans back, opening his hips and begins drumming on the seat again, staring forward with narrowing eyes at the Pride Championship as the camera pans out to the hallway. The scene cuts back to ringside.
The camera pans to the announce team.
I love this!
Yea you would!
QUARTZ vs RYU MATSUMOTO
The camera pans to the announce team.
HAH! Whoever wins WE WIN!
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The camera fades in to see #Notorious Austin Lee stretching the shoulder that was damaged during the shocking assault just 3 days ago at Super Turmoil at the hands of Aries, his former tag team partner.
#Austin has a very serious look on his face as he wraps his arm up up to the shoulder.
#Austin: Betrayed by my friend. My partner. Betrayed by my fans. Betrayed by my body.
#Austin: I’ve got nothing left. There’s not much reason for me to continue playing the good guy anymore. I’ve been buried by everyone I open up to and buried everyone that wanted to open up to me.
#Austin continues his depressed monologue while he finishes wrapping his arm and shoulder.
#Austing: Probably shouldn’t be here either, but he’s going to pay for what he did. Cost me my championship and tried to put me back on the shelf. Time for some vengeance. What else do I have to lose?
Knocking on the door is heard and Lee walks over with a purpose, swinging the door open. Lee stands somewhat confused at the presence of the person in front of him.
#Austin: …. What are you doing here?
As the camera follows Lee and pans around the door, we see one Terra Daturas standing in the doorway, smiling at Lee. She’s wearing her hemp backpack and sports a vibrant red rose behind her ear.
Terra: I saw what happened to you last week, Mr. Lee. I wanted to be mad, but I just felt so sad. I felt sad about myself.
#Austin: ….
Terra: ...but I know that what people say about me… that I’m a baby… puer clamare that may be true.
Terra: ... I also know that not everyone is like me. So, I thought you would be very angry… Am I right?
#Austin pauses for a moment, gesturing Terra to enter the room and shuts the door behind her.
#Austin: Yes. I’m pissed.
Terra nervously pokes her head down, anxiously avoiding eye contact from an angry, giant #Austin Lee.
Terra: Yes… I thought so. I know you don’t like to, but I think it’s okay to be sad sometimes. What happened to you and Aerith last week was… tumultus.
Terra: I was angry many weeks ago, you know. When I was embarrassed in public by Alyssa Winters. I let the anger get to me, but just as Mater Natura sometimes burns from natural causes, her creations too allow the fire of emotion to envelop them.
#Austin takes a step back and turns away from Terra, awkwardly listening to her as she continues.
Terra: Yet, Mr. Lee… She always prospers because she chooses to grow more beautiful trees and more wondrous flora and fauna… She creates more love and harmony out of even the darkest times.
Terra puts her hands together, getting caught up in her own speech about nature.
Terra: And Mater Nature does not choose to strike down those that harm her, either. She chooses to grow from it and become stronger.
Terra: Do you understand what I’m telling you, Mr. Lee? Retaliation and vengeful feelings do not bring us peace… Only channeling that energy into positive avenues can do that.
#Austin turns around suddenly.
#Austin: This is a wrong that MUST be righted. You don’t do that to someone and get away with it.
Terra: This is your decision, Mr. Lee. I was upset last week when you… you know… but that was in the past. I thought I was choosing love by removing myself from your life.
Terra: ..but that decision, too, was in the name of vengeance. I am now choosing to support you, because I believe we all need kindness and togetherness to prosper.
Terra: Many people in OCW don’t want to accept my kindness, but I am hoping you do. I want to help you channel your feelings into positivity. I want to help.
Terra: Those that choose anger and hatred over kindness and love always crash and burn, Mr. Lee. I don’t want that to happen to you. I can tell you’re a kind person.
#Austin paces around the room, thinking about the things Terra is saying. Images of Aries smashing him with the steel chair surely racing through his mind.
#Austin: Does… Does this mean I have to do yoga and crap?
Terra smiles back at Lee, taking his response as a sign of reluctant acceptance. She opens her arms wide.
#Austin: Oh no. Oh god no, please tell me there’s no hugging.
Terra nods slightly and lets out a small laugh before walking up to #Austin and embracing him in one of her signature hugs. #Lee’s face grimaces in tension and embarrassment before slowly reciprocating as the camera fades to black.
The camera pans to the announce team.
Aww!
BOOOO!
THE X-TRON FLICKERS ON!
The camera pans to the announce team.
Oh he is fired up tonight!
But will it be enough?
The scene opens to Tre Golden and AC Cobra standing in the empty Riot arena next to the bleachers. AC is loaded up with a weight vest, with ankle and wrist weights as well. Golden has a Black Tracksuit on with a whistle around his neck. Golden looks at Cobra.
Golden: The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear….. and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown.
Golden: We live with fear everyday, fear of bodily harm, fear of commitment, of emotional trauma, fear of inadequacy…...
Golden: Fear is the main source of superstition, and one of the main sources of cruelty, conquering fear is the beginning of wisdom.
Golden: Society would like to keep you afraid, afraid of your own emotions. afraid of your true potential.
Golden: Fear is as much as a weapon as a sword or a spear, it can consume the noblest of men and lead the darkest to the light. It is up to the individual to bend their fear to their will.
Golden:Your biggest weakness Cobretti is fear, you fear your opponent, you fear your own skills and you fear the greatness that is owed to you.
Golden puts his hands on Cobra’s shoulder and looks him in the eye.
Golden: What your biggest strength is that you run on pure heart, I’ve never seen anyone come back from the things you have. We broke you neck man, and you came back in mere months to fight us off.
Golden: So for me to see you in this state, it’s completely disheartening.
Golden: But no more, when we are done you will be assertive and take everything that is due for you, this will be the year of the Cobra!
Golden points up to the top of the empty arena.
Golden: Now Run all the way up to the top and all the way back down.
Cobra looks up all the way to the nosebleed section. And then back to Golden.
Cobra: Looks tough but I think I can manage.
Golden: Then repeat it fifty times.
Cobra runs once up the stairs and comes back winded. His hands placed on his hips & out of breath, he looks very irritable as Tre has a slight smirk.
Cobra: This is ridiculous, let’s make a deal. Let’s order a 30 piece lemon pepper wings, 3 cases of Dew, 5 cheese sticks and 1 celery stick to discuss an easier way to do this. Oh, you can get whatever you want as well.
Golden: You can’t use shortcuts to greatness my gamer brother. I want to make sure one of us ends up with the Pride Championship, keep it out of the hands of Shep and slimy Minio.
Cobra: So that’s a no on that snack I suggested? Cool, let’s go play some co-op Golden Eye and talk about our feelings. I just don’t have it, I regret ever making this deal.
Golden: your fault for losing the bet, if you won more, you’d get to choose how you live your life, and this is how we improve it.
Golden blows the whistle and Cobra sprints up the steps as the scene fades to black.
The camera pans to the announce team.
Intersting duo!
Indeed!
DOC GREEN vs ACERA ALA
The camera pans to the announce team.
Dynamic!
Like Anthony Baker!
The last segment ends and the whole screen turns black. White smoke rises from the bottom of the screen and you can hear footsteps in the background.
H2O: Hello? Is there anyone here?
You can see the silhouette of H2O in and out of the darkness while wandering aimlessly through this void. Off into the distance you can hear the crashing behind him, in front of him, beside him who knows.
The former OCW World Heavyweight Champion breathing becomes a bit more intense. A sense of panic overcomes him as the sound of the ocean gets closer and closer no matter which direction he walks.
Then suddenly….
???: Look at you. You have no idea what direction you want to head towards.
H2O stops and looks down to the ground trying to think where he’s heard that voice before.
???: Oh H2O. This is why in the future I dropped that name and become the best Future OCW World Heavyweight Champion!
H2O: No! It can’t be….
Out from the dark a dimmed light flashes intermittently from the ground. Out comes The Future OCW World Heavyweight Champion Harvey Ocean.
H2O grits his teeth and tries to lunge at his future self but can’t move. H2O looks at both of his arms to try to get them to move but they can’t.
Harvey: Oh but is. Happy to see me?
H2O tries to utter some words but he realizes he can’t move his mouth either. His eyes open wide as he screams thru his teeth.
Harvey: Figures. I wasn’t always grateful of appreciating greatness once it was in front of me. Always took it for granted.
Harvey folds his arms and smirks.
Harvey: Let’s just get the big elephant out the room and say I’m not sorry I lost your OCW Lightheavyweight Title to Mugen.
Harvey: As you can see it has worked out in your favor.
An old video of black and white shows a playback of the moment he lost to The OCW Lightheavyweight Title to winning The OCW World Heavyweight Title.
H2O looks at the video and you can see a bit of drool forming at the corners of Harvey’s mouth.
Harvey: But then you took the title and tried to save Heather Angelo? You took the title and started to parade around to radio stations singing and having fun like there wasn’t anymore work to do?!
Harvey steps towards H2O and pulls his long hair back.
Harvey: Look at you and look at me! Who the hell do you think you are? Tiberius Dupree!
Harvey Ocean pulls apart H2O’s hair. H2O screams loudly. He is thriving in pain as trinkles of blood begin the come from his scalp.
Harvey: Now look! FOCUS!
Harvey Ocean lifts H2O’s head up by his hair. The old video pops up in thin air again. This time it shows the match he had at The Clash.
H2O grunts and squinches his eyes closed. Harvey Ocean looks over to him and snaps his finger. His eyes opened to witness once again the defeat he had against the vamp and his arch nemesis.
Harvey: You couldn’t focus there either. You let your emotion drive you and you failed. You were distracted not only from the match but what surrounded you before the match.
Harvey: The man you hate so much was laying gotdamn every goose egg of hint to let you know some incredible was going to take place and you need to focus on representing that title.
Harvey: But no! You wanted to go to war! You wanted to fight everything that was TTT. That was TOTALLY TERRIBLE THINKING on your part former champ!
H2O growls.
Harvey: What was that? Emotion?
Harvey Ocean shakes his head. The sound of the Ocean is getting closer and closer like a big tidal wave. H2O panics.
Harvey Ocean laughs laugh is louder than the ocean noise drawing near.
Harvey: What are you going to do H2O?! Panic?! Get excited?! Or devise something that will be effective to The Inception?!
Harvey: You can’t help The Inception! You can’t help Heather! You can’t help OCW until you can learn self control!
Harvey steps away from H2O and stands in front of him. H2O looks to his left and right to see where the wave is coming from. The rumbling is loud.
Harvey: You have to make changes...Harvey! LOOK AT ME!!!!!
H2O stops looking around and looks...at himself.
Harvey: I’ve conquered my fears! Now it’s time to conquer yours! Are you ready!
H2O yells something between his teeth inaudible.
Harvey: ARE YOU READY I SAID!!!!
H2O can finally move his mouth.
H2O: YEEEEEESSSSSSS!!!!!!!
The wave can be seen coming in slow motion from behind Harvey Ocean. Harvey opens his arms wide to embrace the impact. H2O face turns from fear to determination.
Harvey: Control the emotions....get your title back...now...
Harvey: WAKE UP!!!!
In that instance everything returns to normal speed and the wave comes crashing in and both of them become engulfed with water.
H2O wakes up out of sleep sweating and panting. He feels his hair to see if it’s still there and it is. He lays back down onto his pillow looking up towards the ceiling as the scene fades.
