The scene opens as we join Amazing Ari Brookstone backstage, chatting to his charge Mugen and his man slave Peaches.
Ari: ...and everything is in place. He'll be joining us shortly...
Mugen: I don't know man - he's a risk... are you sure about this?
Ari: I've never been more certain of anything in my life... Mugen - make no mistake, you are the chosen one... but occassionally the chosen one needs insurance... he's the insurance policy... now do you trust me?
Mugen sighs
Mugen: Okay, I can get with it.
Ari: Good... now - tonight you need to fight smart. You can't be trading punches with that ruffian Gibson... nor can you be trading submissions with that British Prince. Let them fight - you pick up the scraps... you got it?
Before Mugen can answer, Paul Pugh swaggers into the shot and looks Mugen up and down
Pugh: Yeah Mugen... you got it?
Ari: Ahh... Mr Pugh my good man. How are you on this most glorious day?
Pugh: ... I came to talk to the soup, not the fruity wanton... Mugen. You try anything tonight... blindsiding me, whatever... you'll pay. MMkay?
Mugen: ...Sounds like a threat...
Pugh gets into Mugen's face
Pugh: I don't threaten...
Pugh pokes Mugen in the chest
Pugh: I promise...
Mugen takes a sharp intake of breath and pokes Pugh in the chest himself
Mugen: I look forward to it...
Ari: Lovely! Peaches, lets take Mugen to our private quarters to prepare... good evening Mr Pugh...
The three leave the area as the scene fades on Pugh standing silently.
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Tension ahead of the match... |
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Tension? The YUNG KO KID will prevail! |
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Lets have our first match of the evening... a Handicap match as Trance battles the team of KD and Justin Raze |
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HANDICAP |
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Match
Hand-E-Cap
KD'Angelo/Justin Raze vs Jacob Trance
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The scene opens in classic GhettOCW home video style camera work to the hosting city of this evenings edition of Online Championship Wrestlings flagship television program Riot, "Boardwalk Empire", New Jersey's own Atlantic City.
The millions of dollars spent on the casino revitalization effort has done little stimulate a crumbling community that peaked in the roaring 20's.
Trudging the boardwalk in a symphony of clacking Timberland boots, swinging chains, and clanking 40oz bottles, the Godfathers of "The GhettOCW Movement" and your resident Ghetto Pass Revokers Mez Murdock and Omar Gibbs parlay with the people of New Jerz.
The local smalltime distributor stops the duo to pay both homage and his delinquencies depositing his debt in a dap of the diamond encrusted fist of O.G. Baracus.
A pair of barely dressed buxom "Butter Pecan Ricans" intervene in aspirations of a one way ticket to pound town.
Business would seem to be as usual in "Brick City" as if everything was "Busta Free" if not for the near transparently pale loiterer lingering on the fringe of the swelling entourage.
The near emotionless,wafer thin,emancipated,emo encroaches on the entourage unimpeded by pure bewilderment of the abnormality of the individual.
Attempting to retrieve the trials of of his trek from his full body length black leather trench coat the gothic messenger is greeted by a face full of stainless steel.
Omar Gibbs motions to the duo of near by "Butter Pecans" to shake down the sickly looking street dweller.
Promply plundering the papyrus penned prize the fem fatales present the spoils of their Kindred conquest.
The militant minded Murdock disgruntled and disrespected by the contents of the demands, discards the decrepit document ending both the segment and "Emo's" night with a wound up "Wic Kick" .
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