The scene opens up backstage at Turmoil. Superstars pass by the camera as it pans sideways until it stops when it gets to Elsa Holmberg. Her leg sits up on top of an empty black sound equipment container as she stretches out her muscles, prepping for her match against Flojo.
From off screen, her opponent from last week, Ashley Moore enters the frame with a steel chair.
Elsa: What the - - ?
Moore strikes it down towards Holmberg’s leg but stops right before it connects. She pulls it back before throwing it to Elsa, who catches it and pulls her leg back down to the ground.
Elsa: What wrong with you?
Ashley: I’ll let you go this time, but if we see each other in the ring again…No mercy, gurl.
Moore struts off confidently in the opposite direction as Elsa’s opponent for tonight passes by and stands next to Elsa.
Flojo: You know our match isn’t a hardcore match right?
Elsa looks at the chair and places it next to the audio box she had her leg stretched out on.
Elsa: Yah, I just had the crazy lady try to attack me…
Flojo: Moore? Yeah, she off her head some days. Head too far up her own ass cos of her Instagram fame. Don’t worry about her. She thinks she’s a big mac when she’s actually a fillet -o- fish….
Elsa: Your sense of humor...is strange. Must be American thing.
FloJo starts to look up and down at Elsa as if she was checking her out.
FloJo: Excuse me, but uh...my friend Nick...needs a real woman in his life would you be interested?
FloJo: At least show him a good time…
Elsa: What in -- No! Hell no.
Elsa: How about focus on your match tonight, because it’s me against you.
Flojo: Oh I am. Because it’s gonna be me getting my hand raised after I dance circles around you…in a very…dirty…way.
Elsa: That if my feet don’t find your head first, Dancing Queen.
The pair smirk at each other after the light jabs.
Flojo: See you out there, Holmberg.
FloJo: Lights, camera, action!
Flojo walks on her merry way past Elsa while making a camera rolling gesture. Holmberg puts the opposite leg up onto the audio box, shakes her head and continues stretching as the scene fades out.
The camera pans to the announce team.
With that we welcome you to Turmoil 213.
Let's do this! How you feeling Austin.
Because of that attack OCW and my friends over at .5% have constructed me, my own #SafeSpace commentary desk. Now Thirstmoil will have to figure out another way to get over besides piggybacking off my name. But enough about me lets get right back to the action here tonight.
Loki vs Leroi Daniels
The camera pans to the announce team.
It is done.
The show keeps rolling.
Dark matches on the main show eh...
The scene fades in to a luxurious dressing room backstage. Towels and lotions sit on a shelf at the back, a few comfortable arm chairs sit in a semi-circle around a 50 inch monitor with a live feed to the show, and pot plants and other greenery decorate the more empty areas of the room.
On a stool at a two-person breakfast bar set-up in the back of the room, Justin Jehst sits in his comfortable street clothes. One of his hands grips a spoon, feeding himself cereal as he watches the monitor. The other squeezes a stress ball with Thomas Archer’s face on it. After taking a couple of mouthfuls we hear a knock at the door; in walks Capo Genovese himself.
Capo: Jehst! How’s my number one meatball doin’? And what’s with all that Shea Butta you got over there? You working for Mary Kay now? Shrubs too? The money has given you a green thumb now?
Jehst quickly finishes his mouthful of cornflakes and gets up, hobbling in his moon boot to give Capo a handshake and a bro-hug.
Capo: Just bustin’ your balls my man, bring it in….(scumbag laugh)
Jehst: You of all people should know I need those lotions and potions to keep up this Hollywood glow, baybay! How was your time off, anyway?
Capo: Much needed...Listen, I managed to take a trip back home to the peninsula and I didn't want to come back. And the women…...Lets just say I got sorted out baby!
Jehst: Well I’m glad you got time to sort yourself out; sometimes we need that time away to realise how much we miss something.
Capo: How’s my girl, Elsa, treating you? You keeping her out of trouble?
Jehst: We’re actually dating now; most of our conversations get lost in translation but that’s been half the fun. We’re like Sophia Vergara and Joe Manganiello.
Capo: You realise Sophia speaks perfectly good English, right, J?
Jehst: You’re ruining my analogy - - -
Capo: - - - Well she is a hot toots...nice little shape to her...
Jehst: - - - Well, yeah, you’re not wrong! Any plans now you’re back? Perhaps a Hollywood Money reunion?
Capo: This guy...All ready to get back in the ring with, Capo, huh? Haha.
Jehst: Of course! Might take my mind off this whole Archer situation.
Capo: Slow the truck down, Jehst, I’ve only been back a week! Give me some time, maybe we’ll work something out down the line. I just gotta find my groove and get back into the swing of OCW life, y’know? Besides, I owe Archer a visit…So when the time is right….
Jehst: No problem, man, I get it. I’m not much use at the moment in this damn boot anyway. Can I interest you in a mimosa? - - -
Capo: --- Mimosa?? Do I look like a broad to you? That’s for you pretty boys..(scumbag laugh) --- you got any ---
Jehst turns and walks towards the bar-fridge.
Jehst: - - - Patron? Yeah I got a bottle in case you showed up.
Capo: SALUD! This is why we work, Jehst Man!
Justin begins pouring up for both of them before hobbling over and passing Capo’s drink to him.
Jehst: You wanna stay and watch Elsa’s match? It’ll be on soon.
Capo: Let’s see what this girls got!
Jehst: I think she’ll surprise you, man.
The two settle into the plush armchairs, clink their glasses and relax, ready to watch the next part of the show.
Capo: Hey Jehst, let’s have a toast. To Success by Any Means Necessary…
Justin hesitates for a second and responds back.
Jehst: To success…
The two clink glasses and sink back into their chairs as the scene fades out.
The scene opens in what appears to be a Primary School.
You can see Cort and Valkyrie chatting in the hallway
Valkyrie: Thanks for coming, Cort. It's already stressful enough for me being here, and I don't want to add those satanists to my never ending list of problems.
Cort: No problem! Us non-psychopaths gotta stick together. Feels like there’s a new crop of maniacal wackos with intent to kill every three weeks.
Valkyrie: Well, this is it. The moment of truth.
She takes a deep breath, then the two enter the classroom together.
Inside, the teacher and the kids have already formed a semicircle with the chairs and are eager to hear from her
Valkyrie: Good morning, everyone. I hope you are doing well
Valkyrie loads up a PowerPoint presentation concerning Norse Mythology and its Pantheon
Valkyrie: Today we are going to be talking about Norse Gods and Goddesses. Did you know tha…
Kiddo #1: Valk, can you tell us about your top rope moves? How do you do that Moonsault? Will I ever be able to do that if I train every day?
Kiddo #2: Can you sign me this autograph? And this #DoItForValk t-shirt I bought? Please!
Valkyrie looks at the teacher, in hope she could help her to re-establish the control of the situation
Teacher: Yeah, who cares about Norse Mythology. Sign me an autograph so I can sell it on eBay!
Valkyrie: Excuse me?
Valkyrie is now hyperventilating as she realises she completely lost control of the class
Valkyrie: Cort, do something!
He stands up from the chair he was sitting in, draws himself to his full height, and takes a deep breath...
Cort: NOW LISTEN HERE YOU BUNCH OF SNOT-NOSED STICKY LITTLE FORTNITE PLAYERS!
Kiddo #3: I love Fortnite!
Cort: Quake 3 is better. ANYWAY! EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU WILL SIT DOWN, SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO THE POWERPOINT, OR ELSE…
(Cort remembers that he can’t hit children.)
Cort: Or else… you’ll have to listen to MY POWERPOINT!
The kids are confused.
Kiddo #4: So?
Cort: It’s an in-depth history on Rock ‘n’ Roll in the American south. Translation, DAD MUSIC!
The children gasp in fear.
Cort: That’s what I thought.
He sits back down, cracks open a Monster Energy(™) Zero Calorie Grizzly Spunk(™), and takes a sip. Valkyrie resumes her mythological presentation.
*****
Hijo de Mistico is seen getting out of his car backstage at Turmoil, he is wearing his yellow mask, holding a gym bag that carries his attire. Upon seeing Jim Black walk up to him, he smiles.
Mistico: “Hola Jim.”
He said with some excitement in his voice.
Jim Black: “Hello Mistico, we see you have been booked against The Last Blacksmith, and the previous tag team champion Ragnarath, what do you think is going to happen in that match?”
Mistico: “Well, all I know is that I’m going out there to win just as I assume both of them are. They said I was the top rookie so I’m gonna make sure I shine amigo.”
Jim Black: “Well, we look forward to seeing you ‘shine’ Mistico.”
He chuckled before beginning to walk to his locker room. Just before he goes out of the camera’s shot he is seen pulling his phone from his sweatpants pocket.
