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The scene opens up with Mugen entering the backstage area of the arena holding a garment bag that seems to have the word "BETTERNESS" written on it in big gold letters. He is walking around slowly and cautiously as not to get the attention of anybody.
Mugen: (talks to himself real quietly)I really hope these idiots forgot about this stupid stipulation. I'll be damned if I have to wear this hideous outfit.
Mugen sneaks around a corner and looks to make a bee-line for the C4 Locker Room.
Mugen: (under his breath) I guess it's now or never....
As Mugen bolts for the locker room a hand from one of the rooms stops him from going on further. The camera follows where Mugen was stopped and reveals that it was his opponent tonight, Marvelous Austin Lee who stopped Mugen from going any further.
Marvelous Austin Lee: #Dress?
Mugen: I don't know what you could be speaking of. Plus you weren't even at the show.
Austin points at the garment bag that Mugen is holding. Mugen looks at what hes pointing at and tries to hide it behind his back in a hurry.
Marvelous Austin Lee: *Sighing* I can't let my sponsored bombsehll go around wearing something like that.
Marvelous Austin Lee reaches out taking the bag from his soon to be sponsered bombshell Mugen and throws it down the hall.
Marvelous Austin Lee: #No Worries i got you bro.
Marvelous Austin Lee reaches out sliding his arm around Mugens shoulder as they walk into the C4 lockerroom. The camera panning around as Mugen pushes Marvelous Austin Lee away from him into a clothing rack of dresses.
Marvelous Austin Lee: Yes i understand #Angry Asian we must find the perfect dress for you to wear as you are my new bombshell #marvelous Asian bombshell
Marvelous Austin Lee begins to pick through the dresses on the dress rack pulling out a short dress and walking over to Mugen holding it up as he leans back looking at how his sponsored bombshell looks.
Marvelous Austin Lee: No No No..... *sighing* This just won't do, you just don't have the legs to pull this kind of dress off. #friends don't let friends skip leg day remember that.
Marvelous Austin Lee throws the dress across the room as he heads back to the dress rack pulling another dress out longer this time but a bright yellow color. Holding it up to Mugen again as Mugen seems to be fighting off the angry Asian inside of him and making sure he does not Lariat Marvelous Austin Lee head off till later tonight.
Marvelous Austin Lee: Now i don't even know what i was thinking this time. Bro you even tan come on? your killing me with this, I can't not have my bombshell walking around wearing this color with that skin tone of yours.
Marvelous Austin Lee walks back over to the dress rack and continues to search for another dress
Marvelous Austin Lee: out of all the damn bombshells to sponsor i get stuck with this.
Marvelous Austin Lee pushes the dress rack over at Mugen.
Marvelous Austin Lee: *Throwing his hands up in the air as he leaves* Im done, I throw the towel in on you. All i know is you better show up tonight for our match looking marvelous or you will no longer be my bombshell.
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Our Time Is Now by Story of the Year has just hit over the PA system.A man dressed in an 1980 Biker style jacket walks down the ring.
Crowd confused he grabs the mic and begins to speak to the OCW crowd.
Man:I came here to OCW after many years of watching from the sidelines.From watching from the frozen tundra of Canada.From watching from the likes of Parker all the way to our current champ Pugh.
The man paces around the ring.Heading from corner of the ring to corner.
Man:So I said to myself AC Cobra you want to be apart of that.You want to be apart of the best wrestling in all of universe!!
Crowd cheers and starts to clap.
AC Cobra:So OCW crowd please sit back and enjoy my journey.For I will be here along time.I will be here till Minio climbs up the ranks.I'll be here till Dupree grows his hair back hell I'll be here when Cody Storm puts on matches longer than 10 minutes.
Crowd begins to laugh and clap there hands.AC Cobra walks towards the ropes places his foot on the rope and begins to laugh.
AC Cobra:Oh y'all liked that one huh?
AC Cobra:We all have an goal in life.My personal is to be here like so many that came here before me.
Cobra begins to count on his hands.He takes his foot off the ropes and begins pacing around the ring again.
AC Cobra:From the Brad Bauer to the Chrs Ryders from him to Valmont.....
Crowd begins to cheer after each name.
AC Cobra:From Valmont to DJ Chino and so many others.I just want to be apart of that.An collective effort in the best wrestling company out there!
AC Cobra:An effort to put my body on the line week after week.Going up s high as Gods hands can reach during an ladder match.Or the toughing out the grit and challenge during an I quit match!
Crowd begins to cheer.
AC Cobra:What ever it is I'm ready.We are all ready.We are Rebels in this world!
AC Cobra drops the mic.Stands in the ring with his head down looking at his self smiling.
Cobra jumps on the turnbuckle and begins to pump the OCW crowd up.The camera changes angles as Cobra goes from turnbuckle to turnbuckle. Cobra then slides out the ring and begins walking up the ramp to the backstage.
As he reaches midway up the ramp he turns around.He looks at the ring and slowly begins looking in the ceiling.He smiles while shaking his head in dis belief and begins walking backstage again.
Jacob Trance vs Sherwood Jameson
We come back from a brief commercial break to a hostile crowd and Dr. Lindsay Rothschild Esq. M.D head of the Bombshell Initiative standing at a podium mid ring. She has the OCW Bombshell Championship cradled in her arms Flair style.
Standing on one side of her is Molly. On her other are Amazing Pine and Mrs. Bu'Tay, her personal security. Dr. Rothschild taps on the mic stationed on the podium.
Dr. Rothschild: Pardon me...
The crowd erupts louder, she taps the mic again.
Dr. Rothschild: I said Pardon Me!
The OCW Fan Nation shows her no mercy, and start a "Lindsay Sucks" chant. She bashes on the mic again, this time forcing it to screech. The taunts finally die down enough for her to speak.
Dr. Rothschild: Now that I have your undivided attention, I would like to clarify the status of my OCW Bombshell Championship.
She takes a sip from a small glass placed on the podium and dabbles her lips dry with a soft cloth.
Dr. Rothschild: My apologies, I'm a little parched, now where was I. Oh yes, the status of my OCW Bombshell Championship...
Dr. Rothschild: Last Sunday at The Clash, the match had to be stopped after Anna Mosity passed out from a Pepperton Sleeper Hold applied by Molly here beside me.
The camera pans to show the zoned out Molly, obviously just living in the moment.
Dr. Rothschild: Anna Mosity did not tap out to Molly's submission hold, but passed out, therefore retained the championship on a technicality.
The crowd erupts in cheers for the raunchy Bombshell in question.
Dr. Rothschild: But...there's always a but isn't there.
A very smart OCW staff member in the production booth automatically switches a camera to show Onyanna Bu'Tay's extra extra EXTRA large derrière.
Dr. Rothschild: Anna Mosity sustained a neck injury and will not be able to compete for the indefinite future.
The boos escalate even louder than before.
Dr. Rothschild: Therefore I have no choice but to present the OCW Bombshell Championship to...
Dramatic Pause.
Dr. Rothschild: MOLLY!
A few seconds into the jeers, just as Lindsay moves to hand the title to Molly..."HELL HATH NO FURY" by A Random White Chick blast over the PA system. The crowd goes bonkers as 'Betty Ford' come charging out of the entrance ramp on twin black mopeds.
Anna Mosity is waving a half empty beer bottle wearing a neck brace steering one handed. The other half of Betty Ford, Eerie Sunshine mean mugging it with a lit cigarette hanging from her mouth. The two immediately begin doing donuts around the ring, honking the horns on the mopeds.
Lindsay loses her mind, she frantically tries to hide behind the behind of Bu'Tay, while trying to shove Pine out the ring. She then instructs the two after Betty Ford, they follow her orders and pursue.
Betty Ford immediately hop off their mopeds, drunk out their gourde and begin to brawl with The Initiative. They easily dispatch a drunken ass whooping to the pair. Betty Ford immediately slides in the ring after Lindsay and Molly.
Like a sacrificial lamb left for slaughter, Lindsey shoves Molly right into a Eerie Keith Orton from the raunchy bombshell and slides out the ring just as her goons recover. Still selling her injury, Anna Mosity picks up her OCW Bombshell Championship and raises it high above her head as the fans go crazy. Betty Ford continue to celebrate with the fans as we fade.
Scene opens up with a " In your Crib " with Trisha Waldrop logo comes across the scene. A car is showed pulling up slowy thru what seems to be Echo Park, California. Making a left hand turn onto Overia street, the car begins to park beside a crib next to a wall tagged up by the local street gangs. Tisha Waldrop merges from the car with a nervous look on her face as if she doesn't feel safe being in this neighborhood.
Trisha Waldrop: Lets go guys. Get this one done with and get out of here.
With a quick pace toward Reckless Kid Luke Fuentes crib. Trisha begins to hear music in the distance, as she gets closer to the house. The sounds of oldies but goodies is playing the backyard. Trisha stops to look around at all the classic car parked infront. From a 56 Chevy hard top to a 52 Cadillac. A little impressed by the cars. Trisha decides to get a closer look of the cars and begins to look inside with her hands cup around her face to get a better look.
Trisha Waldrop:Wow! these cars really are something else.
RK: You like what you see?
Startled by Reckless's sudden appearance Trisha drops her mic.
RK: Hey relax c'mon. Trisha mi casa su casa come on in girl.
picking up her mic and slowly pushing her hair behind her ear. Trisha gathers herself and begins to follow behind Reckless who's already making his way back to the backyard
Trisha Waldrop: Luke if I may begin this interview please.
Not really listening to Trisha look continues to walk as he responds back
RK: Yeah yeah we'll do the interview back here.
Trisha Waldrop: Can you please explain why you were a no show for your match agains't Austin Lee?
RK: Come let me introduce you to my family Trisha. You came at the right day. We're having a bbq and I've got some friends over c'mon.
Reckless leads Trisha to the backyard where the smell of carne asada is being cooked on the grill. Oldies but Goodies playing on the stero. People hanging out drinking cervesas , dancing, playing dominos. Having a good time. Trisha stops to look around at everyone and takes in the great smell of the carne asada being cooked.
Trisha Waldrop: Is that carne asada?...wait nevermind Luke if you can please answer the question about missing the ppv.
RK: Hey did you see who esle is here? Pointing over to the corner in the shade. Shows a man sitting on a chair with ice packs and a body of tequila sitting next to him.
Trisha Waldrop: I don't care who it is Luke answ....
Looking to her left toward the chair Trisha recognizes the man.
Trisha Waldrop: Hey! Its Bobby Minio!
Rushing over there witht mic ready in hand Trisha begins to ask Bobby about his match with Matsuda
Trisha Waldrop:Quite the beating there huh Bobby?
Pointing the mic to his face Bobby looks up with a strange but serious look on his face.
Minio: Get the mic out of my face Waldrop.
Trisha does not questions Bobby's comment as she turns around to look for Luke.
Trisha Waldrop: Some one has to learn how to take a beating like a man. Anyway, Where did Luke go now? I must get this interview done. But just like always, These wrestlers love to push my last button.
All of a sudden Luke comes back out of nowhere yelling Trisha's name.
RK:Trisha think fast!
Tossing a beer her way, Trisha catches the beer with no hesitation as she glares back at Luke.
RK: Very nicely done c'mon. Here salud.
Luke raises his beer to cheers Trisha with her beer that she still holding
Trisha Waldrop: Luke I don't have time for this. Now if we may do this interview.
RK: Take a drink and we'll make it happen.
Trisha Waldrop: Fine whatever. i take a drink, why not. Just as long as you promise me to do the interview after.
Both Trisha and Luke cheers eachother and take a drink, but just then Luke's wife and 1 year old son come walking around the corner.
RK: Ah my family, Trisha if I may please introduce you to my beautiful wife and son c'mon.
Luke's son see his dad and comes running toward him with arms open ready to be picked up. Followed by the wife walking behind him. Luke scoops up his son and gives his wife a kiss and then turns to introduce.
RK: Trisha this is my wife Wendy and my son Ezekiel.
Wendy: Honored to have you here in our home Ms. Waldrop
Taken back by Wendy's soft welcoming voice, Trisha reaches out to shake her hand
Trisha Waldrop: Pleasure is all my Mrs. Fuentes. Your son is a very handsome boy. How are you doing little Zeke?
Zeke being in his own little world looks back at Trisha and reponds with the best he can in his baby talk.
Zeke: I said c'mon.
Trisha Waldrop: Ok now thats adorable.
Grabbing Zeke from Luke, Wendy says her goodbyes to Trisha to let her do her interview with her husband.
Trisha Waldrop: Very nice meeting you Wendy and thank you.
Wendy: You as well Trisha, but just watch out for my husband. He can " Reckless" time to time.
Trisha turns around to do the interview with Luke but once again he is no where to be found.
Trisha Waldrop: What the hell? Where is he?
RK: Hey Trisha. You hunger!?!
standing by the grill Luke is flipping the meat to make sure it is done.
RK: I've got some good food right here c'mon. Grab a plate then we'll talk.
Standing there annoyed at the fact that Luke seems to be avoiding the question and interview all together. Trisha gives in and decides to join the party.
Trisha Waldrop: What the hell? If you cant beat them. Join them c'mon.
Putting the mic down walking toward Luke taking a drink from her beer.
Trisha Waldrop: Now I know you mexicans got some home made salsa and tortillas around>
RK: That atta girl. Take a load off and enjoy this lovely southern California weather c'mon!
Grabbing a plate from Luke, Trisha works her way over to grab another beer and to find that salsa as the scene fades.
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