Recorded earlier today…

The sounds of footsteps once again fill the arena as a shot of Terra Daturas slowly pans up from the ground. Her coat lays softly on the ground as the camera hits her face. Her smile radiates through the OCW universe, who pop at the sight of Mater Natura’s defender.

Terra stands, visibly tired, but hiding her fatigue through happiness and positivity. She continues to hold a platter of samples of her “healthy alternatives” in her hand.

The sound of a cell-phone notification ‘dinging’ loudly causes Terra to slowly turn her attention towards the source of the sound. Approaching is resident OCW diva Ashley Moore. She is blowing bubble gum and peering down into her phone as she approaches.

Terra: Ms. Moore?

Ashley stops, hearing her name and looks up in a very subdued manner, almost surprised to hear her name.

Ashley: Uhhh. Yeah? What do you want?

Ashley looks Terra Daturas up and down, noticing her peculiar appearance and pops a large bubble in front of her, awaiting her response.

Terra: I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be rude.

Terra places her off-hand over her chest, apologizing to Ashley for disturbing her.

Terra: I love your work in the OCW battlefield. It makes me so happy to see other women fight for themselves the way you do… I was wondering if you wanted to try one of my sandwiches?

Ashley: Finally someone who recognizes it. Who sees all the hard work I’m committed to do and appreciates it.

She points at her abs.

Ashley: This doesn’t come from lying around lazily in the sun.

Ashley: And you don’t know how hard it is as a woman in this business. You have to work twice as hard and then nobody takes you serious because you pay attention to your appearance.

Ashley: And we get an only woman PPV soon. It can be the first right step, but if there is a bikini contest… I’m quitting on the spot.

Terra exhales in relief and nods in agreement.

Ashley: Such a PPV would not be needed if there were more women in OCW, but what can you expect when there are only men in the chief floors?

Ashley: Besides, the women here don’t really help with that problem because of their incompetence. But wait until i get my breakthrough... Everything will change.

Ashley stops her monologue and looks back at a smiling Terra…

Ashley: Wait, you asked if I wanted sandwiches? What is on the sandwiches?

Terra: Multigrain bread, creamy hummus, fresh produce, a few pumpkin seeds, and an olive oil drizzle.

Ashley: Do any of the ingredients come from fair traded, sustainable cultivation without pesticides and are the tomatoes from regional greenhouses and not imported?

Terra: Oh… I made all of this myself. I grow all of my food from the beautiful earth that Mater Natura has granted us. I don’t purchase anything pre-made.

Ashley looks at her smiling face with a mix of pity and admiration.

Ashley: Yeah, sure you don’t... Then I take two. How much does it cost?

Terra: Oh, no cost. I wouldn’t dare charge anyone what is a gift from our earth mother.

Ashley: Ooookay? You know, when I look at you... I think I have seen you before.

Terra giggles and blushes at the recognition.

Terra: How kind of you to notice. I have been around… I was recently on that… luxuria. Riot.

Ashley: I am sorry for you that you have to be on that show. Only crazy people there. Oh well. I have a crowd to please. Thanks for the food.

Ashley pops another big bubble and makes her way into the arena to watch the show.

Terra jumps slightly and waves at Ashley Moore.

Terra: N-No! Thank you! Good luck! Thank you for being so polite!

The camera fades out as Ashley throws a passing hand up, still walking away.

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	SHE GOT ONE!
	Ashely is gonna lose 5lbs from projectile toxicifcation!

 

The Xtron Flickers ON!

  Shepherd stands with Jim Black after a hard-fought match with Cort Marshall. He has an ice pack taped around his shoulder. But overall he looks to be pretty unscathed after his match. The pride championship shines brightly as Jim asks his first question.

Jim: How does it feel to be the Pride Champion?

Shep: Jim, it feels no different than it did when I walked through the doors tonight. No different than the night Cort won the belt in the first place.

Shep: I knew that moment should have been mind and this championship should have been mine. When I dropped Cort and took this belt a few weeks ago there was no taking it back for him.

Shep smiles as he looks at the championship.

Jim: You escaped pretty unscaved considering the type of match you were in tonight.

Shep: The welts and bruises I have right now tell a different story, but overall I have to admit that you’re right.

Shep: Cort was the one looking to put me out of commision and beat me until I couldn’t stand anymore. I just went out there to prove that I am the Wolf among the sheep and walk out Pride champion.

Shep: Whether that was going to be by using every weapon that keep under that ring, or by using every trick in my tool box I was getting it done.

Shep: It just so happened that The Shepherd’s Call was all it took. It’s not like I’m trying to risk my career to entertain these people. They don’t pay the bills and most of the sheep were cheering to see me get beat anyway.

Shep: Work smarter not harder never rang truer than it did tonight. The real ones know what I’m talking about Jim. Cort got what was coming after the bell as well.

Jim: What’s next for you?

Shep: After I hit the city tonight. The goal remains the same. The OCW Championship, while I set the standard for what it means to hold the Pride Championship.

Shep: Everyone likes to talk a big game, but few prove it. You’re going to be calling me champ for a long time Jim. So you and everyone else better get used to it.

Shep knocks the mic out of Jim’s hand as the camera cuts back to the announce team.

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	Shepard is a jerk but he has just changed the landscape of the midcard division!
	That's because Cort is a HACK!

 

CONTRACT ON A POLE

THOMAS ARCHER vs JUSTIN JEHST

 

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	Oh my lord!
	Wow!

 

The scene opens in Valkyrie’s locker room.

Her physiotherapist is checking on her, with a concerned look on his face

Physiotherapist: I'm sorry. I cannot clear you to compete tonight.

Valkyrie: Are you kidding me?

Physiotherapist: You got powerbombed through a car, lady.

Physiotherapist: Stating that you are from Valhalla and you are some sort of immortal demigoddess doesn't make it real.

Physiotherapist: You are human. And humans don't simply walk off these sorts of assaults.

Valkyrie:I can't believe this…

Physiotherapist: You will take the night off. It's almost Christmas, right? You should spend some time with your family…

Valkyrie suddenly stands up with a venomous look on her eyes. She grabs the doctor by his shoulders and shoves him against the wall.

Valkyrie: I can fight. I will fight.

Valkyrie: It ends tonight.

In that exact moment, the door bursts open. She keeps her arm extended to hold the door open. The silent figure of Heather Angelo suddenly enters the scene…

Heather has her head hanging low and avoids all eye contact with Valkyrie. It’s very unusual. Valkyrie and her Physiotherapist glance at each other with uncertainty.

Heather: Not a therapist in the world can save you.

Valkyrie becomes slightly concerned for her opponent tonight. The sound of Heather’s voice sounds as if she has just stopped crying. She is breathing heavy as well like she’s exhausted.

Heather: No man could save me. Just like no man can save you. H2O will never save OCW. You will never save OCW. KD will never save OCW.

Heather: This is your last chance Valkyrie. Please! Only I can save you!

Valkyrie steps in a little closer towards Heather. You can hear Heather wheezing like she has asthma. Her torso rises and falls rhythmically.

Valkyrie’s therapist tries to tug at her shoulder to prevent her from proceeding forward. She brushes his hand off and moves in to get a closer look of Heather’s face.

Valkyrie can see through Heather’s eyes through her strands of hair. She is looking dead into Valkyrie’s eyes with a wicked smile on her face.

At that very moment Valkyrie gasp for air and jumps back towards her therapist.

Heather drops her arm like the undead. She yells at Valkyrie with a desperate plea.

Heather: It’s over Valkyrie! It’s too late! Why didn’t you join! Why didn’t you just listen to me!

Heather’s breathing relaxes. She lifts her head up but yet it tilts to the side. Heather’s hair still covers her face.

Heather: I must leave you now. For once in my life I am scared Valkyrie.

Heather: She’s coming.

Heather turns sideways and walks away slowly. Valkyrie and her therapist rush to the doorway to see where she’s going.

Once they look out into the hallway….

She is gone.

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	I don't know if this is wise!
	Poop or get off the pot!

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