Fans stare on in disbelief as the instrumental version of Childish Gambino’s Bonfire played in celebration of the One Man Revolution’s win. Minio, standing on the second turnbuckle, celebrating on the hard camera side, battles with his excitement to contain himself. Finally, a serious demeanor washes over his face as he reaches toward ring-side, a silent request for a mic which is quickly fulfilled.

Bobby Minio: I have to address you all, and everyone in the back.

Minio paces through the ring as BUFFNESS pulls himself to his feet using the ropes. He shakes his head for a moment, shaking off the cobwebs, before leaning against the turnbuckle, watching Minio speak.

Bobby Minio: I didn’t know what to expect when I got in the ring against McGee, but deep down I knew this was my time. I knew that the people out there were finally going to see what I am made of. So I’ve been working hard. Sensation came out here, and he thought he hobbled me by taking my C4 support structure out from under me, so I’ve been training hard. Now, after two weeks, I’ve stacked W’s against a couple of guys that NO ONE would have expected me to beat, but it’s time that you learn to expect the unexpected where I am concerned.

Bobby Minio: I’m not seven feet tall, and I’m not three hundred pounds of tattooed, chiseled muscles, but that is what makes me dangerous, that’s what makes me a threat. I learned a long time ago to put it all on the line every time I have that opportunity, and THAT, is what makes me a monster!

Behind Minio, BUFFNESS rolls his eyes toward Minio’s pontificating, but Minio continues.

Bobby Minio: A few weeks ago, I thought I made this huge mistake, I thought my mouth walked me into another screwed up situation and by the time that Slam U were through with me, I’d be little more than a walking wound... but I’m not one to duck out. Even when the odds are against me. I’ll swim even when the water’s cold… However. I am happy to admit that I was wrong, and more so, I’m happy to thank Illuminati. Without Nati going out of his way to make me look like a fool, without his dedication to seeing me come up short, I wouldn’t have this success right now, or this opportunity at Damnation, to show everyone the irrefutable truth in OCW right now.

Bobby Minio: I should have been in that Future Investment match at Lution. That’s right. I should have had the same opportunity to win that case the same as McGee. Invest in your future, OCW, because I AM THAT FUTURE. I’m not just some blow hard out here making excuses for myself, I’m not just some thick skulled cromagnon out here slamming everyone around. No. I am something else… I’m the future.

Punctuating that statement, Minio lowers the mic and turns to look at BUFFNESS, who returns the glance with a look to humor Minio. BUFFNESS then makes the ‘keep going’ gesture with his hand to Minio, who is happy to oblige.

Bobby Minio: So thank you, Nati. Thank for you opening the door of opportunity. You thought you were some stick in my spokes, some monkey wrench in the production, but really, you were crucial to me tasting this success. Unfortunately for you, and McGee back here, and Frost in the back, now that I have tasted success, I’m not just thirsty for more. I’m HUNGRY for more. I start with the three of you at Damnation, and from there, it all falls down like dominoes. I keep tipping over the walls stacked in front of me, I keep pushing until I finish what I started, I put Cody Storm down for the count, I raise that title above my head… and Sensation has to watch it all. That’s right, Sensation. I always keep my receipts. I never forget. I-

As Minio begins to fire up against his boss, BUFFNESS has officially had enough. Behind Minio, he had reached to ringside, where a member of the OCW staff handed him a mic. He speaks into the mic, causing an insulted Minio to spin on his heels to face him, a look of annoyance on the face of the One Man Revolution.

BUFFNESS: Excuse me... is this thing on?

BUFFNESS taps on the mic a few times to see if it's working.

BUFFNESS: Blabby, Blabby, Blabby... Do you realize no one believes the crap coming out of your mouth right now!!!

A "WE DON'T BELIEVE YOU" chant begins to ring out through the crowd.

BUFFNESS: Don't get me wrong Blabby, you pulled off a great win for yourself tonight... But at DAMNATION your luck runs out!!!

Minio begins to speak but is cut off by McGee.

BUFFNESS: No one asked you to talk Bobby!!! 

Minio stands speechless for what must be the first time in his life.

BUFFNESS: You see Blabby, you and my boy Tobin Frost taught me something the last two weeks... It's not good enough to just show up on RIOT and cut a promo or two and compete in a match. Its not good enough to sell a ton of merch and sign some autographs for the fans. So at DAMNATION... I'm gonna prove to you and the rest of the OCW universe why I'm the brightest star in the sky and you three are just standing a little too close to the sun!!!!

The crowd pops at the slick comments from McGee. Minio stares, his eyes squinted and firing invisible daggers toward the other man. McGee turns to leave, handing his mic to a nearby crew member. Minio walks to lean over the ropes facing the ramp side, as a somewhat shaken Minio mutters toward McGee's back petulantly.

Bobby Minio: You're wrong, McGee. You just MADE a star tonight. Your star is fading. At Damnation, I prove to you, Frost, and Nati, that my stock is rising, and my time is here. Anyone still standing in my way will get bowled over. C4 over everything.

McGee no sells Minio's comments, walking backstage without even glancing back. He had everything he wanted to say already, and Minio's word only serve as a distraction at this point. The annoyance pours over Minio's face, he obviously hates being ignored. The crowd is fired up, BUFFNESS chants ringing out and confusing Minio, as he had just beaten the man, and the fans were now lifting him up. Struggling to speak over the crowd, Minio shouts into the microphone.

Bobby Minio: MIC DROP!

He spikes the mic down violently like a touchdown celebration, his body pushing it so hard that he hops off of his feet in the moment. He gains his composure after a second, then slides out of the ring and heads backstage as we transition into the next segment.

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	Fight! Fight! Fight!
	'Murrica Mic Drop.

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We open on a private room in the back of the arena. On any other day, this room holds the surplus of folding chairs that the arena uses for any variety of events. Tonight, it serves as the private locker room of the remaining two members of C4. The North American Champion, the undisputed Lord of the Lariat, Mugen, is finishing up a warm up routine as the door swings open. His partner in C4, Bobby Minio, walks in, still drenched in sweat, his heart rate finally slowing after his battle with BUFFNESS a few minutes earlier.

Mugen: And the winner is! Ding ding ding! Looks like Slam U is turning into Slam Community College.

Mugen extends a fist, and Minio returns the gesture with a big grin plastered across his face.

Bobby Minio: I may have gone a little overboard after the match but… I finally got something started.

Mugen: Like a boulder rolling down a hill, when we get something started. We don't stop. You started tonight off with a win. I'll finish it off tonight with another one. Believe that.

Bobby Minio: You gonna need some back up tonight?

Mugen: I can handle myself. As long as Whack List isn't out there, I got this.

As Mugen declines the offer, Minio drops his weight heavily into a folding chair. He begins to unlace a boot, but scorching hot adrenaline still pumps through his veins. It’s like lava, his hands shake slightly, just enough to make an otherwise small task seem large. He takes a moment to collect himself and let the fighting fuel settle down in his bloodstream.

Bobby Minio: Just… watch your back out there. You need any help, you just call for it. I’ll be here til you’re ready to hit the road.

Mugen: I appreciate it, just stick around in case. If Whack List knows whats best for them, and they know I'm connected, they will stay out of this.

He nods to Minio as he extends the familiar fist. Minio returns the fist bump, nodding back. Mugen’s face turns to a look of determination as he heads out into the hall, leaving Minio alone in the locker room.

Bobby Minio: Big night.

Minio lifts his left foot onto his right knee, and stares at the bottom of his boot. He reaches into his bag that sits beside him, producing a small razor blade. The camera pulls up to Minio’s boot with a tight and close frame as Minio leans in as well. He locates a small notch on the boot, almost a hairline fracture in the rubber sole, his hand brings the razor close to the notch, a quarter of an inch to the right, before he uses the blade to cut one more notch into his boot. He leans back, a content look now on his face.

Bobby Minio: Stacking those W’s.

He leans back in the chair, taking a deep breath. He breathes in more than air, more than the smell of the arena, more than the moment, he breathes it all in, and for the first time in months, he looks genuinely happy.

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Main Event

Cody Storm vs Mugen

Champ vs Champ

[non title]

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The camera pans to the announce team.

fin.