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The scene opens on the backstage area. OCW staff members and arena staff mill about the halls, looking busy. Suddenly, a crash from off screen sends the unnamed staffers scrambling in opposite directions.
Cut-Throat: Stand fast, Little Fish!
Bobby Minio comes stumbling backwards into frame, falling onto his backside. Cut-Throat follows, bringing his choice of sword, a broom stick, down over the top of Minio. In desperation, Minio brings his respective weapon, a mop, up over his head to stop the overhead blow. Somehow, Minio is able to leverage himself up to a knee while simultaneously shoving Cut-Throat back to give him room to stand.
Bobby Minio: I’m going to stick that broom up your ass and turn you into a popsicle!
Cut-Throat: Ye be needing six more arms to out fence me, Minnow!
With the sting of the insult wearing on his ego, Minio roars and lunges forward, swinging wildly from left to right, a wild swing that Cut-Throat easily dodges with a quick hop backwards. Minio continues swinging, as if he is using a scythe to chop through tall grass, but Cut-Throat maintains a distance that is just out of Minio’s striking reach. Cut-Throat glances backwards, before hopping onto a stack of equipment crates. Minio stays on the ground, attempting to figure out where Cut-Throat will end up, as the pirate continues to climb an impossibly large pile of crates.
Bobby Minio: End of the line, ya mental goof! Come on down here so I can rip that mask off of your friggin’ head and introduce you to the REAL world!
Cut-Throat: Oh little fish , ye be in my world now , there be no mic to hide behind , no shipmates to reel ye in...ye be in deep waters now boy! And the white death be circlin'!!
Cut-Throat: Ye will go down in legend as the FOOL who thought he be bestin' Cut-Throat!! YAAAARGH!!!
Minio’s anger boils over and he begins smacking the stick of the mop at the crate beneath Cut-Throat’s feet. A wide grin plays across the face of the buccaneer. Cut-Throat looks at the wall beside him, seeing a rope that runs from a knot on the wall by Cut-Throat’s head to the high ceiling. He unravels the knot with blinding speed and dexterity, before gripping the rope tightly and swinging across the corridor, right above Minio’s head. Minio again swings wildly, and again his swing sails through the air. Cut-Throat lands in the hallway, running off screen.
Bobby Minio: Goddamnit! Stop moving and let me take your twisted head off!
A hearty laugh roars through the halls from the direction where Cut-Throat had slipped away. Minio groans in frustration, smacking the stick of the mop against the concrete before chasing after Cut-Throat.
Tobin walks into the catering area where he finds Sean McGee loading up on protein. Sean sees Tobin and puts his plate down. The two do the traditional half handshake pat on the back before Tobin begins to talk.
Tobin: Did you get updated on our match tonight?
Sean: Yea it’s a handicap match, we’re gonna kill those fools now.
Tobin: I’m not doing that. I don’t do un fair advantages.
Sean: Please, that fool hit you with a chair last week. We get revenge this week. God knows those guys deserve it.
Tobin: We can handle this ourselves we don’t need an extra man. I’m gonna go…
Tobin’s voice trails off as K.D. walks up and joins the members of Slam-U.
Tobin: Look K.D. I’m not doing this handicap match. So I’m going to ask you to sit this one out.
KD: I’m going to strike those boys down tonight Tobin. I’m not…
Tobin cuts KD off.
Tobin: Look you’re a man of god right?
KD nods and stares at Tobin.
Tobin: Well think, what would your god want you to do? Does your bible preach teaching the easy way out?
KD ponders for a moment and nods his head.
KD: Look, I’ll give you tonight and tonight only. You handle your business, but the Blacklist will pay for their sins. I will strike down upon them with great vengeance!
Tobin nods as KD leaves. Sean shakes his head at Tobin.
Sean: You are to night for your own good. You might need to listen to Lex and let out that killer inside you.
Tobin and Sean stare as the scene fades.
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The scene opens inside the rookie locker room. A.C. Cobra and Luke Fuentes are standing inside an locker room. The tag team now dubbed "Rebelution" are putting on there ring gear. Luke puts on his C'mon shirts as A.C. Cobra is talking.
A.C. Cobra- Ok tonight we in an triple threat match let's stay focus out there tonight.
Luke Fuentes- Alright C'mon
A.C. Cobra folds his arms and walks closer to Luke who is now sitting down.
A.C. Cobra- I'm being serious commander wants to see how we would be once all odds are against us. I mean it's a match I expect you to want to win. Hell so do I me getting stuck with the black Martha Stewart last week has stopped my quest.
Cobra pauses in the middle of his sentence.
A.C. Cobra- My quest to beat everyone that's beating me. I took care of tangerine haired Lucky now onto better things. Now Tyga,Sherwood,hell even the wrestling Creflo Dollar in KD. Once I do that then.....
Luke cuts A.C. off.
Luke Fuentes- Look A.C. where brethren right? Don't sweat your loses your a great wrestler and even more of an great competitor. Tonight let's just go kick some ass. Whoever wins between me and you is a win win. Commander will be proud either way Cobra C'mon.
Luke stands up and give Cobra dap. He walks past Cobra as the camera follows Luke outside the locker room stretching getting ready for there match.
The camera then pans back to the locker room. A.C. Cobra is still standing there. A phone can be heard ringing. A.C. Cobra goes over to his locker and picks up his phone.
Cobra looks at his phone as it's still ringing.
A.C. Cobra- Going make Luke and Commander proud. Rebelution won't be taking as a joke.
Cobra puts the phone down not picking it up. He grabs his leather jacket and begins to walk to the ring. Cobra entrance music can be heard playing.
The camera then pans to ringside as A.C. Cobra comes out and the match is about to begin!
Yung Shanghai vs Reckless Kid vs AC Cobra
We're taken backstage, where Drago is seen having a seat. He looks a bit distraught, staring at the ground.
Cameraman: Drago, you all right man?
Drago still stares down at the ground.
Cameraman: It's just a match.....You don't have to be all depressed about it.
Drago puts his hand on his chin, most likely reflecting on the day's events.
Cameraman: You know what probably happened? You were too busy thinking of that damn tiger! That big cat, he's in your head, screwing around trying to scare you. Now I know that you aren't scared of a cat! I think I saw him go into his locker room a minute ago, you have a chance to redeem yourself!
Drago is still staring at the ground in profound sadness.
Cameraman: Come on man, this isn't li-
Suddenly Drago rises from his seat and power walks to the end of the hallway, and stops at a door. He looks as if he's about to kick the thing open, but he stops himself and calmly knocks on the door. After a second or two, the door opens to reveal the masked man himself........King Tyga's dad. He looks at Drago and the cameraman with confusion as Drago looks at the cameraman, who nods. Drago politely steps inside, and closes the door behind him. The cameraman can only hear what's on the other side of the room.....
Drago Cesar: Hola, ¿cómo estás?
A few seconds pass by and there are sounds of fighting and screaming from the other side. Objects are bumped into, people are thrown into walls, and who knows what else is going on in there.....Finally, the screaming suddenly stops. The door opens to reveal Drago still standing, albeit his hair a bit messed up and his face has a few scratches. The cameraman steps in the room to reveal King Tyga's dad on the ground, unconscious, another victim.......of the net. Drago takes the net from the fallen figure. He then steps into the hallway.....
Drago Cesar: ANYBODY SEEN KING TYGA? HUH??? I'M GONNA KEEP COMING BACK UNTIL SOMEBODY REMEMBERS SEEING KING TYGA!
Drago looks around, then leaves the view of the camera as the segment fades to black.
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A.C. Cobra is still standing in the ring after the match. Luke is walking towards the ropes and is about to leave. He stops and notices Cobra still standing there and begins to walk over to him.
Luke Fuentes- A.C. C'mon!
A.C. still standing there places his hands in front of Luke too halt. He then snaps for a mic. The ring announcer hands A.C. the mic.A.C. begins to speak.
A.C. Cobra- Hold on for a second Luke. Did you see what we just did?
The crowd begins to boo.
A.C. Cobra- Did you see what we just did!!!
The crowd begins to boo some louder. Luke taunts them in his C'mon pose.
A.C. Cobra- Enough about us let get onto better things. I normally don't speak on the minor things. But the hell with it. Bobby you've been that annoying dirt that gets under my nails.
The crowd starts to chant Jobby.
A.C. Cobra- I mean you of all people call me a clown? Me? Your the one who was stuck in Luke shadows.
A.C. Cobra points to Luke. Luke does his C'mon pose again and starts clapping his hands. The crowd begins to boo more.
A.C. Cobra- You couldn't handle his greatness so you went onto nibble onto Pugh breast and Mugens left nut. I mean you come out here week after week with your lyrical Nyquil and you think your doing something?
The crowd continues the Jobby chants.
A.C. Cobra- If Leonhart wasn't running this company into the ground there would still be an Ambition. We could've been 2 rookies on there and I would've gotten my hands around your neck then I would've slapped a muzzle around your mouth. That in it's self would've spared OCW the expenses of getting sleeping bags everytime you come out here to talk.
A.C. Cobra- So I tell you what Bobby! Go home sit on your daddy Pugh lap as he begins to rock you to sleep with his lullabies about his accomplishments. Ask him can you come out and play next week ok? If not then go ask your step mother Mugen can she convince daddy Pugh to let you come out and play ok Bobby? Alright hope to hear from you.
A.C. Cobra drops the mic and heads out the ring. Luke slides out the ring as well and keeps taunting the crowd with his C'mon taunt as he's walking up the ramp.
A.C. and Luke walk back stage and the scene fades.
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The scene opens on the arena rafters again. Cut-Throat walks down a narrow cat walk, a broomstick still in hand. He is moving towards the end of the arena that leads to the Xtron. Thuds ring out on a metal base, and the camera pans toward the source of the noise. A miserable Bobby Minio stands, leaning on his mop-sword, huffing and puffing in fury.
Bobby Minio: I’m done chasing you around and playing grab ass! Drop the broom, and lets have a long and serious talk about the implications of a man who’s psyche is so fragile that he’s become a FRIGGIN PIRATE. Okay?
Cut Throat : Little fish, ye is mistaken..I am not merely a pirate, I am THEE pirate..the legend of legends, I am FOREVER. The legend continues!!!!
Bobby Minio: Alright, plan B. I’m going to crack this mop over your goddamn head, and see how that works!
With an embittered roar, Minio charges forward onto the catwalk, raising his mop-sword above his head. His body positioning is locked from the waist up in samurai stance, his feet wheeling him toward the grinning pirate. Cut-Throat stands ready, he lowers his stance with one hand holding his broomstick low and prepared, his opposite hand held back as a counter-balance. Minio swings diagonally down as he reaches Cut-Throat, but the Living Legend hops backwards a few steps as he deftly parries the swing sending Minio stumbling off balance.
Cut-Throat laughs mockingly as he moves to the end of the catwalk. At his feet, his trusty sack. He reaches into the sack as Minio picks himself up and begins approaching, producing a dagger. He removes the dagger from it’s sheath, smiling down into the reflection of the blade. Minio stops in his tracks, rolling onto the balls of his feet to stay nimble. A worried look washes across Minio’s face as his eyes lock on the dagger.
Bobby Minio: Uhhh excuse me?! We’re wrestlers, A**HOLE! We solve our beefs with blunt objects and fists!
Cut-Throat : Ye expect me to play fair? Oh little fish, ye yourself said it....pirate.
He smiles a wicked, toothy grin, exposing his 3 dullen gold teeth.
Cut-Throat : But fear not little fish, I be havin' no desire to see ye gutted on this day, I be havin' another appointment with a vessel of military stature, down there in that very ring.
He nods at Minio.
Cut-Throat : I bid ye farewell , little fish.
Cut-Throat drops his broom as he picks up his sack , he grabs the dagger from between his teeth and leaps off the catwalk, dagger first he hits a giant Wrestlution banner that runs all the way from ceiling to floor, his dagger pierces the banner and he begins to rapidly slide all the way down to the gorilla position, his dagger slicing the banner in half as he goes.
As he disappears from sight, a shout can be heard echoing up towards Bobby's position.
Cut-Throat : HOIST THE COLOURS..........
Minio watches in complete and utter disbelief as Cut-Throats music begins to play over the PA system. He runs his hands through his hair violently, groaning furiously. The ring announcer begins to introduce Cut-Throat into the upcoming match, which only upsets the One Man Revolution even more. He steps back and forth madly, before grabbing the mop-sword and bringing it up over his head. In an instant,he begins drilling the mop-sword against the railing of the walkway, quickly turning the mop-sword into mop-splinters. He curses Cut-Throat’s name as the scene cuts down to ringside.
Cut Throat vs General Raze
As Raze rolls out of the ring the crowd clap for him briefly. He leans over shaking a few of his 'Child Soldiers' hands before heading towards the ramp, looking up at the screen. As he goes two figures from each side jump the barrier and quickly seize his arms.
Before Raze can react he's hurled into the barrier without warning, he grunts and goes to stand as the four assailants, on female begin kicking at him on the ground. Security swiftly approach but instead of fleeing the attackers simply back up and kneel, bowing their heads, hands clasping behind their backs.
In unison they look up to their soon to be captors and go quietly without a word as a completely shaken Raze goes to get to his feet, not quite sure what's going on, it would appear he has sustained a bust lip in the scuffle. As he departs, the cameras cut to the next segment hastily.
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