OCWFED: 18 Year - CARD
OCWFED: 18 Year Opener
THE MANHATTAN CENTER, NYC
The Camera pans to ramp as an old nostalgic tune hits and the duo of Scaggs and Poling head down to the ring!! The packed crowd roars in excitement and begins to chant "OCW" OCW" "OCW"
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Ladies and Gentleman, OCW is home this is our 18 Year Anniversary! |
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I am feeling a kind of way Charles! She's LEGAL!!!!! |
OCW UNIFIED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS
MAXX STORAGE vs. SANCTUM*
We turn to the P3 Soundstage, the same place four years ago where it all started; Drago and Mugen seated on the couch and desk respectively. Drago takes a sip of his good cold beer while Mugen doodles an image of SDW getting a brick thrown at his head on a piece of paper. Mugen wakes up from his hate-filled stupor and looks at the camera.
Mugen: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another edition of th-
The feedback from a nearby intercom deafens the ears of everyone in attendance. Drago and Mugen cover their ears.
Emp: Attention. This is your general manager EMP speaking. Drago and Mugen, you are requested at my office. I repeat, Drago and Mugen, you are requested at my office, thank you.
P3 look at each other stunned for a moment and shrug.
Mugen: Uh, we’ll be back I guess?
They walk out of the soundstage and into the backstage hallways.
Drago: What Emp want with us? She know we doing show, right?
Mugen: I dunno. Maybe she brought in a super special guest or something.
They arrive outside Emp’s office. Drago takes the initiative and knocks on the door.
Emp: Come in!
They walk in and take their seats in front of our general manager. She surveys the two men, looking left and right while biting her lip.
Drago: Is everything ok?
Emp: It’s great Drago. It’s great!!!
Mugen: So what’s going on our Supreme Leader?
Emp: I brought you boys in here to discuss your annual performance review.
Mugen: Performance review? Are we getting raises?
Emp: No. One of you is getting promoted to HR Supervisor.
Mugen: Woah.
Mugen looks excited, but Drago looks sideways, appearing to be apprehensive about the situation.
Emp: I’ll start with Mugen. You have done an extraordinary job keeping everything in order. Our HR complaints have drastically been reduced, and our backlog is finally catching up. You might be moving up in the world.
Mugen: Hell yeah!
Mugen fist pumps to himself, Tiger Woods style.
Emp: Drago. I could say the same about you as well, but you’ve been acting a little differently these past few weeks. And more importantly, I asked you to do me a favor not too long ago, but you never replied to my text. Why?
Drago sighs and rubs his temples.
Mugen: What’s all this about?
Drago: She wanted me to make attack on someone backstage.
Mugen: What for?
Emp: RATINGS. OCW has been on fire with me as general manager and I have to keep this hot streak going. The only way to do that is with chaos. Organized chaos. So back to the question at hand. Why didn’t you go through with it?
Drago looks down and shakes his head.
Drago: Because I’m have conscience. I don’t want to hurt people anymore.
Emp: Excuse me? Who the f*** do you think you are?
The “Best in the World” sits up from his seat.
Drago: Someone who want to help people. I took HR position to help OCW and you. But I’m seen what you have done. The people you send to hurt others. The shady thing you do behind scenes.
Drago:
I’m keep my mouth shut for long time but none of this is right. Is clear to me that you never care about helping OCW or us, but instead you just wanted power and the thing that come with it.
Emp: How. F***ing. Dare. You. After all I’ve done for this company Drago???
Drago: I’m still believe that deep down you are good person. But you lose your way and is sad to see.
In a fit of rage, Emp kicks her desk and shoots up from her seat.
Emp: You’ve left me no other choice. Effective immediately, your position as HR coordinator is terminated!
Drago: Mugen, you gonna stand for this?
The Lord of the Lariat shrugs.
Mugen: What for? I’m getting the new position…and you aren’t.
The words hit Drago like a truck.
Drago: Really? You gonna throw away our friendship for some HR position?
Mugen: It’s a cutthroat world out here, old sport. I’m sorry but you’re just too soft to keep up.
Emp looks like she loses her focus for a second before she shakes the cobwebs off.
Emp: I know you’re a little slow when it comes to the English thing, but in case you didn’t understand: You and You’re twin brother are FIRED. You have ten minutes to clean out your trash before I call TOG.
Drago doesn’t say anything, hiding his melancholy eyes behind his aviators and quietly leaving. Emp turns her attention back to Mugen, lustfully glaring at him and crawling over her desk.
Emp: Anyways….have I told you about the new benefits that come with the HR Supervisor position?
Mugen: Benefits? Tell me more….
Before things get a bit too intimate, Drago returns and kicks down the door, pulling a cart stacked to the brim with boxes stuffed with papers.
Emp: What the hell are you doing? That’s supposed to go in the trash.
Drago: I know.
He kicks down the cart with force, causing it to fall over violently, throwing papers all over the place. He throws up the debris and kicks the papers around the room.
Mugen: JESUS CHRIST.
Drago: Oh no! What happen??? So sorry, no speak English!
Emp: BOTH OF YOU GET OUT! GET THE F*** OUT!!!!
Drago waves and walks away. Emp grabs her phone and makes a call.
Emp: Shianne. Kameyo. WHERE THE F*** ARE YOU????
She nearly trips over the papers several times before she makes it outside, catching only a glimpse of the World’s Greatest Hunter turning the corner and leaving her gaze. For a moment, she realizes the gravity of the situation.
Emp (whispering): ….Don’t go.
The scene fades to black as we see the somber face of EMP staring off.
DOJO BATTLE
DRAGANA CESAR vs. JASMIN KAFFEE