Fans are cheering loudly as Sophia strolls her way back up the ramp. Pain was knocked out. Having done to Pain what Pain did to her left Sophia with an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.
Although she knew this would not be the last she would see of Pain, she knew she was ready to make her return and continue making a name for herself in the Turmoil women's division.
Sophia: It won't be an easy journey.
She thought to herself, but she was certain she would need to take on any obstacles necessary in order to prove to herself, and to OCW, that she would be worth their while.
Meanwhile, Pain was staggering to her feet. If one could see her face, they would run away screaming.
Pain lifted the steel steps over her head and threw it into the ring. The stairs bounced twice before remaining on the mat.
The large then rolled into the ring picked up the kendo stick. She pointed it toward the X-Tron before snapping the stick in half with her bare hands...
Scene end.
The Camera pans to the announce team!
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A measure of revenge. |
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YEA! |
The cameras pickup a limousine arriving at the arena, once it pulls up doors open and burly members of the DTF step out, one of them is carrying a briefcase, presumed to be for the ladder match later this evening.
Another moves round to the trunk and opens it, taking out a strange contraption which appears to be a Segway and a TV monitor. It flickers into life, showing the beautifully punchable face of Daryl Bradley.
Bradley: Thank you gentlemen! Onward noble steed, tonight is going to be a good night!
Bradley zooms off into the distance, his security team following a little behind him.
The Camera pans to the announce team!
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I wonder what he has up his sleeve! |
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Anything! |
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Odd couple Tag Team Wrestling! As Dylan Graves and Bill Ding take on B17 and Jackson Montgomery! |
Bill Ding & Dyland Graves vs B-17 & Jackson Montgomery
The Camera pans to the announce team!
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That pyro just cost OCW 22 thousand dollars! |
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YOU SHUTUP, ITS WAS WORTH IT JUST THIS ONCE! |
Stacy Clark and her camera man argued over the importance of being at the right place at the right time, for that perfect interview.
Even if it meant sitting at the same spot for hours. And remain in several spots is exactly what the cameras did all around TD Garden.
When Stacy was informed that a rental vehicle was pulling into the arena, she rushed from catering to the parking lot.
The interviewer reached the camera and almost fell over due to losing balance. She looked down at her footwear, noticing one of the heels came off.
Stacy : Damnit!
She did her best to fiddle with the shoe in hopes of getting the heel back on. The camera pans down at her foot.
Camera man: Are those...socks? Socks with heels?
Stacy: Boston isn’t the warmest place.
The sound of a door slamming, followed by the ‘beep’ of a locking car could be heard. Stacy looked up and waved the camera away.
Stacy: Focus on him!...or her!
The camera pans up on Madison handing Dennis her suitcase. He wondered why it was so heavy. She doesnt have a match at the pay per view.
She pats him on the right shoulder as he drapes his duffle bag strap over his left. Their conversation came to a halt at the sight of Stacy limping over.
Dennis: Are you in pain?
She looked depressed, and rightfully so.
Stacy: No, why?
Dennis: You’re limping.
Madison: She’s just cheap. Look at those things.
Frowning, Stacy looked down at her foot wear.
Stacy: H-hey!
Madison: I’ve noticed you’ve had some...issues lately. As an expert of fashion, i’m going to give you a makeover. We’ve got way too many people on Turmoil looking homeless. Anyway…
Madison looked to her companion before looking back to the interviewer.
Madison: I know why you’re here. Go on, then.
Stacy looks to Dennis and places the microphone closer to his face. Dennis took a moment to pause before speaking.
Dennis: Two years, Stacy. Two years of back yards. Two years of high school gyms. Two years of bounced checks and coupons to local diners. That’s the life i’ve lived. I get it. Some have done it longer, and are still doing it. But that doesn’t make me any less important. I ‘love’ wrestling, Stacy.
He takes the mic from her, though not forcefully.
Dennis: I worked hard to get here. I’ve been clean. I’m polite to most, if not all the guys that I meet. Hell, I watch Riot, and that’s a roster full of guys that look down on Turmoil.
Dennis: But I do it because I eat, sleep, and breath OCW. Two months ago I finally got my big break.
Dennis: Weeks later i’m on The Clash’s pre show...and now? Now i’m ‘forced’ to fight for my career. A career that just got started. Is that fair?
He continued talking, not letting Stacy get a word in.
Dennis: No Stacy, it isn’t fair. It isn’t fair to be told I have to fight for my career against a man who has more experience wrestling than I ever will.
Dennis: To make matters worse, HE decides it? A peer can decide that I must fight for my career? What kind of contract is that?
He looks to the camera, visibly upset.
Dennis: Tonight, Seth Morrison and I are going to put each other through a lot of pain for your enjoyment.
Dennis: When the suffering is over, one of us will be gone. A Veteran will be forced out of this business, or a Rookie’s career will be cut short.
Dennis: Tonight, I will do any and every thing I have to do to get by you. I’m desperate. I guess everyone is about to get the drama they expect from a pay per view.
Dennis hands stacy the mic and heads for the locker room. Madison and Stacy watch him leave, both bags in hand. Stacy then asks if Madison has anything to say.
Madison: Pain is the feeling. Suffering is the effect the pain inflicts. If one can endure pain, one can live without suffering. If one can withstand pain, one can withstand anything.
Madison: If one can learn to control pain, one can learn to control oneself. Google if you've never heard it. What that means is, Dennis doesn’t have to be the better wrestler tonight in order to win.
Madison: He needs to outlast Morrison. Manage his pain just a bit more. Have just a bit less fatigue in those legs and arms to climb those rungs. He’s younger, faster, and highly motivated.
Madison: And to be honest, i'm tired of him being overlooked. He's one of the more marketable people we have. At the end of the day, this is a business.
Madison: Putting someone that looks like him in this sort of danger is foolish.
Madison: I know that people may not take him or us as seriously as they should because we look like a pair that just stepped on to the red carpet.
Madison: Or maybe because he's not one of the types with leather jackets, beer, body odor, or someone that poses as a vampire...but ‘we’ belong here.
Madison: And Daryl Badley? Regardless of tonight's outcome, You will hear from my lawyer regarding this nonsense.
Stacy is handed back the microphone. She looks to the camera after Madison makes her exit and mouths ‘wow’.
Scene end
The Camera pans to the announce team!
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A fight for survival later on tonight. |
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It's gonna be a barn burner! |
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And now the much anticpated grudge match between Sid Harrison and Austin Lee. |
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It's gon be a FITE! |
Austin Lee vs Sid Harrison
The Camera pans to the announce team!
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Wow! |
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Didn't see that coming! |
We join the television Segway monstrosity that has become Daryl Bradley in his office, the briefcase from before is sat on the desk.
Bradley: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight's ladder match will see someone's career come to an abrupt end, terminating their contract the moment their opponent touches the ground having seized this briefcase before me.
Bradley: However, I don't believe the risk is justified and as such I dispatched an OCW staff member to a disgusting mobile home in Sheffield to retrieve...
The briefcase pops open, revealing the old TV title.
Bradley: The television title. It had been getting used as a prop for a four piece indie rock band that you've probably never heard of, but I assure you they are jolly well good.
Bradley: With that being said the winner of tonight's ladder match will be announced the Television Champion and take up the mantle and prestige of this historic title.
Bradley sneers.
Bradley: And thankfully that welfare urchin Jimmy Henry can't win it... Much like tonight when... He sighs. Tank ruins your ability to walk, leaving it between two men that look and act like proper wrestlers... May the odds never be in your favour Jimmy... Toodles.
The camera zooms in on the TV title before fading to black.
The Camera pans to the announce team!
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This is huge! |
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Is it ever! |