Several bangs are heard on a locker room door. The locker room seems empty at first, but soon one Code Jackman walks into view, preparing himself for his upcoming match with Solomon Caine. Jackman sniffles and adjusts his jacket before opening the door.
His eyelids drop halfway, seemingly annoyed at someone or something on the other side of the doorway.
Code: Let me guess, you are here for another sneak attack, huh?
As laughter is heard on the other side of the door, it swings over to see Dennis Dillinger, holding his lapels, laughing at Code Jackman.
Dillinger: Mr. Code Jackman….
He invites himself in, walking right by Code Jackman. Jackman turns to face Dillinger aggressively.
Dillinger: Back here tweeting away @ my client like a 14 year old girl again?
Jackman rolls his eyes at Dillinger sassing him.
Dillinger: Not this time? Such a shame. The short amount of time I’ve known you… That and lose on the biggest stage is all you’ve been able to do!
Jackman: Your talk is big… Too bad you can’t back anything up.
Code steps up to the smarmy agent, who doesn’t waver. He tilts his head slightly and looks down to Code.
Dillinger: Go ahead. Based on what I know about your past, I wouldn’t be surprised if you’re caught assaulting a 48-year-old non-competitor backstage like this.
Jackman smirks back at him and tries to catch Agent D off-guard.
Jackman: No piece of smuck. I won’t do that with a snake behind me.
Just out of view… Jett Draven had snuck up on Jackman and had been standing quietly.
DIllinger: Well hats off to you. You can see!
Draven: Some awful big talk from you online a couple of weeks ago, Jackass.
Jackman: I call it how it is. Everyone in the locker room thought the same way. I was the only one who wanted to say it.
Jackman then pats Draven on the shoulder as if he was trying to get on his nerves.
Draven snarls down his nose in disgust as Jackman lays in hand upon his shoulder.
He cracks his neck and looks directly into Jackman’s eyes as his snarl turns into a smug smirk and he scoffs in his face.
Draven: Oh I’m sorry, you must have me confused with someone who gives a damn about anything you have to say, because I don’t. You know why? Cause I see right through you. I see bullshit from a mile away and I think you're full of it.
Jackman takes one step closer to draven then backs up with a smirk on his face
Jackman: You might want to work on your people skills if you want to get anywhere… That and possibly a tic-tac.
Jackman: Now, unlike you, I have a match tonight before you rudely interrupted me.
Draven rolls his eyes and scoffs at Code Jackman, who leaned down to finish tying his boots.
Draven: Be lucky that anyone knows who you are. If I hadn’t blown out my knee, it would be MY boots you’d be tying. Good luck tonight, “champ”. I'm going to be watching to see if am I right. Tonight, I am going to get to see what you're really made of.
Draven: Let’s go, Dennis.
Dennis laughs quietly and nods his head, following his agent out of the room.
Mantis vs Alex Asher
The X-Tron flickers on, and Stacy Clark is standing by backstage.
Stacy Clark: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome at this time, Danny Watts!
Stacy gestures towards Danny as he comes into frame.
Danny Watts: How's it going Stacy?
Clark: I’m okay, thank you. Firstly, I’d like to say congratulations on your victory this past Saturday on Turmoil!
Watts: Thank you Stacy. That win now puts me at four and zero here in OCW.
Watts: Now, with all of the gratuitous things out of the way. I'm sure I know what you're about to ask me, so go ahead.
Clark: Towards the end of the match, Elliot Parker attempted to interfere, do you have any clue why he did?
Watts: Various reasons possibly. Could be my winning streak I’m on. He could be trying to make a name for himself at my expense. I’m not even sure myself. But I do plan to find out, and now that I have a match against him later tonight, and I’m going to show him why it isn’t the best thing to mess with me.
Watts: I mean look at T.Y. Sparks Jr. for example, he’s tried twice to beat me and failed. He’s earned my respect for sure, but the 2nd time he had an advantage and STILL failed to pin me…
Elliot Parker: But am I Sparks?
Danny suddenly stops talking and both Clark and Danny, who now looks frustrated, look past the camera and move their eyes as Elliot Parker comes on screen. His voice has a noticeable, feminine echo to it.
Parker: I see a lot of potential within you, Watts. I also see a good man, and a demon as well. I wonder which will prevail?
Danny let’s off a small smirk but quickly goes back to a serious expression.
Watts: You see a lot of potential in me? Is that so? You must see so much potential in me that you almost cost me my match with Sparks. But there’s a keyword in that sentence isn’t there? Almost..you almost cost me that match.
Parker: You’d be correct. My plan for last week didn’t necessarily come to fruition. That just teaches me not to depend on T. Y. Sparks Jr. to get the job done.
Watts begins to smirk again while squaring up to Parker.
Watts: But just like Sparks, you failed. And it seems to me that you also failed to realise that I am a lot better than you think. I am someone you do not want to mess with…
Parker: And yet, I still do. I would very much like to test your limits. And all this talk of failure reminds me of your parents, and how they failed to teach you to control your inner demons. What would your father think of you, a trained fighter, assaulting a young, drunk college student?
Danny hesitates for a moment, looking down at the ground but slowly begins to look back at Parker with a very angry expression on his face, who has relaxed his stance a bit.
Watts: You say you see a demon in me? Well you’re not wrong about that Elliot, and you have just crossed the line. No one speaks ill about my family, especially my father. See you in the ring Parker.
Danny walks off screen with a very angry but determined look on his face, adjusting his elbow pad that his father gave to him.
Parker: I'm going to enjoy this one… O rival, mine.
Danny Watts vs Elliot Parker
The camera cuts backstage to show Justin Jehst in his ring gear with the addition of a Warrant band t-shirt. He stands loose, swaying slightly with a confident swagger. The Hollywood man smiles as he flicks his aviators up and down playfully, looking into the camera. He chews his gum and shakes his hair back into place.
To his left we see Jim Black with mic in hand.
Jim: Ladies and gentlemen, it is my pleasure to be here interviewing one of OCW's fastest rising stars, Justin Jehst!
Cheers can be heard in the background as the segment is obviously screening on the X-Tron.
Jim: Justin, tonight, you go one on one with Mark Reese, another OCW Superstar who's been making waves since before Wrestlution. What are your thoughts on the guy?
Jehst: Well, first of all Jim Beam, I gotta say, it feels mighty fine to be back in Neewww Yoooork, baybaayyyyy!!!
The fans cheer mightily for the nod to their home city. Justin soaks it in for a moment until the noise dies down.
Jehst: Now as for Mark Reese? What can I say? The kids got talent, I'll give 'em that! He's got hands as hard as the liquor they pour in a downtown dive bar; I'll give 'em that too! But even he would agree that he doesn't possess the style and level of handsome that I do!
He runs his hand through his hair and ruffles it a bit.
Jehst: Now, Jim Bob, I'm a city man - he's a country boy. In Hollywood that'd be a recipe for a hilarious "buddy movie" - starring me, of course. But when we go out to that ring tonight, we're not gonna be buddies - we're gonna be competitors! I got nothing but respect for the guy!
Jim: And how do you think the match is gonna go down?
Jehst: We're both gonna go out there and beat the hell out of each other, keep the fans entertained, and blow the roof off the damn joint at the same time! It's Slam Man vs. Glam Man! I think we'll bring out the best in each other, so sit back with your popcorn and enjoy the action!
And with that, Jehst pulls the gum from his mouth, rolls it into a ball, and flicks it directly into a nearby bin before heading off towards the gorilla position. Jim turns back to the camera as it cuts to the next part of the show.
