OCWFED.com Presents Riot

   

The scene opens on the interview area backstage at the arena. The OCW and Riot Logos checkerboarding a wallpaper that has been hung up over the cement walls, with lights aimed dramatically at the center, ready for any of the OCW superstars to come into frame and provide the fans with a piece of their mind.

The patter of footsteps begin to echo through the hall, footsteps moving with a rhythm that suggests urgency and determination.

Within a few seconds, the One Man Revolution and current OCW Pride Champion, Bobby Minio, walks in front of the camera, the lights illuminating him and the Pride Championship title over his shoulder perfectly.

Bobby Minio:
 It’s been a long time, too long in fact, since I’ve sat down with you all, one on one, to set the record straight about whatever the hell is going on at any given time in this strange place.

He reaches up, removing his Wayfarers and stares directly into the camera.

Bobby Minio:
 Everything is upside down, screwed up and being controlled by external forces, so basically, it’s business as usual in the O C W. At what point do we accept and acknowledge that the inmates officially run this asylum?

His head shakes, the familiar look of disgust plastered across his face, he continues.

Bobby Minio:
 For a number of weeks now, I’ve been reduced to machine work, signing my life away a few thousand times a day onto merchandise that wasn’t even reaching the hands of the fans. When I took control and made sure that my fans were able to access this, what met me out there? Resistance from the OCW, this company little more than a proxy for veterans who have long oversta-

Mid sentence, a commotion begins to erupt out of the camera’s frame. Minio’s attention turns to something to the side. The audio becomes more clear.

OCW Staffer:
 Shut it down, shut this down. He was not permitted time for this segment.

Bobby Minio: When the hell am I going to get time for a segment? Every time I’ve asked I’ve been denied.

OCW Staffer: Then you need to keep asking until you get approved. You don’t just get to run this place because you have a title around your waist.

Bobby Minio: First of all, it’s over my shoulder.

He pats the face of the title with three loud, deliberate claps, before reaching up and replacing his Wayfarer’s on his face.

Bobby Minio:
 Second, you’re absolutely right, I don’t run this place, but they do right? It’s fine that you run around marching to the beat of their drum, regardless of the impact that has on the show or the ratings. Regardless of how that affects the fans out there that don’t want to show up and watch the FAME sho-

OCW Staffer: I’m not here to argue, cut the camera.

The screen goes dark, the audio continues as multiple voices begin to raise and talk over each other, only the OCW Staffer’s voice is the most loud as he was closest to the microphone.

OCW Staffer:
 CUT THE FEED.

The audio cuts, only the sound of the unsettled audience can be heard. After a few seconds of the black screen and the audio from the puzzled crowd, the video picks back up, settling in on the ring-side area.

The Clark Effect

The scene fades into the RIOT arena. Fans are cheering and chanting as the camera pans around at different people in the crowd before focusing in on the set of The Clark Effect, which is not in the ring, but on the stage area.

Stacy, looking as beautiful as always, smiles as the camera zooms in.


Stacy: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Clark Effect!!!

The audience roars in response.

Stacy: Tonight I interview a guest who, as of late, has been having some trouble with his, well...former, best friend Capo Genovese - - -

The crowd react, mostly in a chorus of boos for the mention of the Brooklyn native.

Stacy: A man who has had a poor streak of luck in this company for a long time now, but has all the chance in the world to turn that around this season; I am of course speaking about Hollywood’s own, JUSTIN JEHST!!!

As the jazz-funk tunes of Jehst’s theme “Persephone” begin to filter through the arena speakers the crowd erupt with cheers.

Jehst, in his recent getup of bald-cap and wheelchair is pushed out onto the stage by none other than the gorgeous Elsa Holmberg.

He waves to the crowd as he is wheeled into the interview set. Elsa takes a seat next to him on a chair and gives out a few blown kisses to the crowd.

The fans slowly die down in volume as Stacy grabs the microphone.


Stacy: Justin, Elsa, so wonderful to have you on the show.

Professor Jex: It is a pleasure to be here, Ms. Frost.

Elsa rolls her eyes and looks over to Stacy.

Elsa: He mean, "Stacy", not Ms. Frost.

Stacy: Right, well let’s talk about this whole situation with Capo. At first it seemed like it was just a way for him to ascend the roster and be noticed again, but recent events seem to indicate a more personal vendetta; what do you have to say, Justin?

Jehst puts a mic to his lips.

Professor Jex: He turned his back on me the moment he turned that group of students against me. I wish it could have been - - -

Elsa interjects suddenly with a look of frustration.

Elsa: Stop this! Stop this method acting! You need to deal with problem, not avoid problem with silly character! He broke into your home and try to suffocate you with deli meat! He not ok, and neither are you! You need open up to your problem! Do it now!

Jehst sighs and looks down. A wave of “you’re right” sweeps over him as he slowly pulls off the bald cap allowing his curly light brown hair to flow down and over his shoulders.

Jehst: You’re right. You’re right, Elsa. I’ve been hiding from this; I’ve been trying to block this all out by hiding behind character acting, but I need to face this head on.

Justin wipes his brow with his free arm.

Jehst: Stacy; I don’t know what’s going on in Capo’s mind. I don’t know why he’s being so sadistic, so malicious, so God damned vindictive!

Jehst: He snakes his way into my home to shove a handful of his Italian hog scraps down my throat and spout off this and that, expecting me to know what the hell his half-baked brain is talking about!

He pauses for a moment to try and calm down.

Stacy: He did mention something, I believe, about “breaking the bro code” last week; what did he mean?

Jehst: To be completely honest, Stacy, I’ve got no idea. The guy’s watched the Godfather movies too many damn times, now he’s paranoid his closest allies are his enemies. 

Jehst: And if I’ve done something to cause him to be this way, I’ll be the first to admit fault and take whatever the consequences are. But to break into my home – MY HOME – and assault me while I lay injured on my bed, well... That’s a cowards way of dealing with things.

Jehst turns and looks away from Stacy, staring straight into the hard cam.

Jehst: Cap... when this back injury has finally healed up, and I can lace my sparkly, Hollywood boots back up, pull on those velvet knee pads, and slap on my Tinsel Town trunks, guess what; I’m going straight to Sensations office and demanding to be put in the ring with you!

The crowd let out cheers as the prospect of seeing the two OCW stars collide excites them.

Jehst: You want to assault me, accuse me, make my life a living hell? Go for it. Because when that day comes and it’s just you and me staring at each other from across the ring, you’ll realise that you made the biggest mistake of your career!

Jehst: I will have no choice but to send you out of that in-ring audition with the Re-Caster, marked with bruises and contusions fit for a Judas!

Fans across the arena show their love for Jehst with cheers as Stacy looks to close out the heated interview.

Stacy: Well, Justin, thank you and Elsa for joining me toni - - -

As Ms. Clark begins to wrap it up Capo’s music begins to play...but no one appears on the stage. Looking up, all three of them read the words on the X-Tron; “I KNOW YOU KNOW”.

The music then cuts out with some static before the screen goes back to the RIOT logo. Elsa, Jehst, and Stacy are left confused as the scene fades to advertisements.

 

 

It's a Match!
TYSON WAGNER vs QUARTZ

As the match ends, the camera pans to a room, where 1 superstar is sitting. The room does not appear to be inside the same building as the show.

Billy Saturn: You must all be very confused. Who, is this handsome young man and why is he not a model? I know, I know, I am amazing. But I am also amazing at wrestling. And you all are in luck. As I am... The new member of the RIOT roster.

Billy Saturn: Every great wrestler needs an introduction. Here is mine. My name is Billy. Billy Saturn. And I am here to steal the show. 

Billy Saturn: Actually, not steal. I am here to save it. I am the saviour of this rotten, old promotion. With rotten and horrible people. I will set an example, to what a real wrestler looks like. I real role-model.

Billy Saturn: However, this week I am in luck. And my luck continues in the near future as well. I will not have a match for quite some time and my in-ring debut will have to wait. 

Billy Saturn: The boss thinks I am upset. But for me, it's better. I am happy. It's perfect. I do not have to step into the same building as all you people. I can save my beautiful body from pain. I actually, don't see a reason as to why I would want to compete every week. 

Billy Saturn: After all, I am not a normal human being. I am Billy Saturn! And you people do not deserve to see me every week. 

Billy Saturn: However, I will be making my debut in the coming week. Maybe even months. And the first time I step into the OCW building, I know I will be crowded by people and superstars, asking for my signature.

Billy Saturn: I know, that I will be the #1 merchandise seller after just 1 week. But that doesn't bother me. On the flipside, the audience that will see me debut will bother. Because they will never forget that moment as they will see something spectacular.

Billy Saturn stands up from his chair. 

Billy Saturn: Because... I AM BILLY SATURN! And I am out of this world!

The camera fades.

The X-Tron Flashes On!

We open our next segment with an unusual host. Charles Scaggs is sitting backstage in a directors chair. The camera pans out and it’s the former OCW Lightheavyweight Champion and former OCW Heavyweight Champion, H2O.

Scaggs:
 Good evening everyone. Glad that you are with us this evening. Tonight, I stepped aside for commentary for a moment to give interviewing a try. But this isn’t a typical interview.

Scaggs: Being that I’m a novice at this sort of thing, I don’t ask any questions. I just want to give you what is called a “Target” word and all my guest speaker has to do is, “Point and Shoot”. 

Scaggs turns and looks towards H2O.

Scaggs:
 That’s right! The name of the game is “Point and Shoot”, Harvey. In 200 words or less you make your point that relates to the word. 

H2O exhales a bit. He locks his fingers together and places his hands across his lap. 

H2O:
 Challenging enough. Let’s do it. Give me the word.

The set fades to black and the target word appears onto the screen.


OBSESSION

We fade from black and back to the set where Scaggs and H2O are sitting.

H2O: I want to win. I want to win by any means necessary. It’s that simple and plain. 

H2O: When I won The OCW World Heavyweight Title I didn’t go out to celebrate like Kassidy Hayes did or anyone else would. You know why?

H2O: The job wasn’t finished. 

H2O: There’s no time to celebrate when you’re trying to move OCW’s Mt. Rushmore out the way and trying to make your own Mt. Everest. 

H2O: Why do you think I lost my respect for Fame? They lost their respect for what I was trying to accomplish. 

H2O stares into Scaggs’s eyes with a look to kill. Something not even Charles has seen before.

H2O:
 “The Derailer” has gotten in my way numerous times since I’ve arrived and look where I am today. Is he still considered a “Derailer”? 

H2O: (Scoffs) Hyena. 

H2O: Kassidy has an obsession just like myself. He hates every bit of success I gain just as much as I hate every bit of success he gains. 

H2O: You can feel the earth trembling when the two of us are in the same room. Both of us has an obsession of be the best ever….PERIOD. 

H2O: In order for me to be the best, I have to see him at Certified Greatness. 

Scaggs sits back in his chair raises his eyebrows. 

Scaggs:
 That’s it?

H2O: Thru him...I will become the best. I will be a winner. Simple and plain.

Scene fades.

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