The X-Tron Flickers On!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	The Cornerstone of OCW is in a foul mood!
	You would be to if you keep getting disrespected!

Cameras go backstage to what apparently is ToPs lockerroom, as Majin, Casey Paine, The Steve, Nathan Carter, and Theatre of Pains newest member, Parker Stevens, are already standing in front of a camera ready to speak.

Majin- "Summercide. 2006. Exactly 10 years ago this little game started. ToP vs Rev. Inc.. The two most dominant factions in the history of OCW finally come to a boiling point. The first battle that lead to over a year and a half of war. Tell me Versus,...tell me,...NATE,...do you 2 remember that summer? Do you 2 remember that,...war?"

Majin- "Me? I remember it. I remember it every single day. I remember it every single time that I look into a mirror. And Versus...NATE,...you wanna know something? I LIKE what I see. I LIKE those memories."

Majin- "Ya see, thats the difference between you and me. The difference in ToP and Rev. Inc.. Chaos. Blood. Pain. Thats what we thrive on. Nate,...Nate, Nate,...NATE. You took a few lil bumps at Wrestlution and havent been seen in OCW since.

Majin- Me? I was burned alive at Savage Lands. Two months later,...here I am. You wanna stick your nose in mine and my daughters business? You ready to play the 'Hero',...Uncle Nate?

Majin- Tell me,...NATE,...have you really thought this through? You really wanna play this game with me after all we have been through? Nate, I dont need to tell you, you of all people know exactly what I am capable of.

Majin- 9 years ago I almost ended your career. I know you havent forgotten about that. Tell me,...NATE,...how long do you think it would take you to recover from something like that today?

Majin- If you recover at all. This Sunday, were gonna find out. This Sunday,...I finish,...ToP finishes,...what was started 10 years ago."

Camera turns towards Casey.

Casey- "Willow, Willow, Willow. Daddys lil girl is all grown up. And hun,...what a disappointment you turned out to be. It shames me to even acknowledge that I had absolutely anything to do with your training. Face it shoog, you just cant hack it here in the big leagues.

Casey- This isnt the Indies any more. This isnt Mexico. This isnt Japan. And hiding behind a t shirt with Johnny, Nate and your new little friend Sophia wont change that.

Casey- Youre gonna threaten me that a 'Revolution' is coming? Hun, Ive already dealt with the 'Revolution'. You wanna know how that turned out? Go ask your Aunt Sara.

Casey- She was there. Then, after she tells you that Im the single reason that she retired early, theres a certain Hall that maybe you should pay a visit to.

Casey- A Hall where youll see many plaques hanging, but only one of those plaques are of a female. And who is that female you might be asking yourself?

Casey- Yours truly. Read that plaque. Read it closely. Thats what I think about your 'Revolution', little girl."

Camera pans to face The Steve.

The Steve- "Versus, The Steve says there was a point in time that you were The Steves smoking buddy. But while you had decent, at best, smoke most of the time,...The Steve says The Steves supplements were always better.

The Steve- And The Steve doesnt like to share what The Steve has when The Steve knows that what hes getting in return is garbage compared to what The Steve already has.

The Steve- You wanna talk about things that The Steve owes you? The Steve doesnt owe you a thing. You wanna bitch and moan about flowers and balloons being ordered?

The Steve- The Steve wanted carnations and chocolates. You went behind The Steves back and ordered roses and balloons. The Steve hates roses and balloons. Everyone knows that carnations and chocolates are what helps you feel better and faster.

The Steve- Not roses and balloons. You wont get a single dime of The Steves money for those sh[BEEP]ty, useless flowers and balloons."

The Steve- "Versus, this Sunday, just like Majin is going to show Nate, The Steve is going to take you back to 2006.

The Steve- But unlike Majin, The Steve doesnt remember a whole lot from 2006. The Steve has taken to many supplements to remember what The Steve did 10 years ago.

The Steve- Hell, sometimes The Steve doesnt remember what The Steve did 10 minutes ago. But The Steve will tell you what The Steve does remember from 10 years ago.

The Steve- And thats that The Steve was, and always will be, ToP. The Steve might be questionable in a lot of aspects, but loyalty isnt one of them. Majin knows this.

The Steve- The Steve is loyal. The Steve has ToP running through The Steves veins. Versus, this Sunday, were gonna see whats running through your veins. When Nathan Carter and The Steve bust you open and leave you lying in a pool of blood after were finished with you."

Camera turns to Nathan Carter.

Nathan Carter: “I just wanted to say thank you. Thank you for welcoming me into your ranks, thank you for helping me smash Versus after he beat me a few weeks back.

Nathan Carter: And finally; thank you for giving me the opportunity to show you and the ENTIRE WORLD why Nathan Carter isn’t finished. He’s just getting started.”

Nathan motions to Parker who is puffing on a cigar.

Nathan Carter: “Surrounding myself with former World Champions…"

Nathan then motions to The Steve…

Nathan Carter: “Unrivaled technical prowess…"

Nathan then motions toward Casey and beings using his body language to help him inch closer and closer to her…

Nathan Carter: “Sex on a stiiiiiiick. Mmm.”

Nathan finally brings his eyes to Majin, who is keeping a close eye on him while around Casey. Nathan slithers his way up to Majin after leaving Casey behind.

Nathan Carter: “And THE most hardcore sonofabitch I have ever seen step foot into the squared circle!!!!"

Nathan backs up and breathes in heavily. As he exhales he rubs his hands around his body in a very sexual manner.

Nathan Carter: “And now you have added the future of OCW; The Tainted Satyr, Leather Daddy, and YOUR PRINCE OF PLEASUAAAAHHHHH!

Nathan Carter: Together we are going to make this entire locker room submit to our will! And we start at Summercide with Versus!!!!!”

The Steve turns to face Carter. He places his hands on both of his shoulders and speaks real slow like.

The Steve: “The Steve says don’t screw this up.”

The camera turns to Parker Stevens, whose just staring at the camera, burning a hole into the viewers with his eyes, with a smug look on his face as he smokes a cigar.

Parker- "What? I got to worry about tonight! "

Parker takes a couple large puffs from his cigar before he reaches up, palming the lense of the camera, and shoves it away as the members of ToP begin to walk by. As we begin to fade, we see the group exit the lockerroom and hear Majins laughter begin to echo down the hall.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Thats a team to be worried about!
	Alone they are all dangerous!

Together they spell disaster for OCW!

Inside the interview area Smythe D. Wonder stands alone. He's actually not even facing the camera is turned to it as he begins to speak.

Smythe: Ed Reed... Hardcore champion.

Smythe: A man trying to rebuild his career after years in rehab followed by years in the minor circuits trying to recreate the magic that he was creating in OCW as one part of The BEST DAMN TAG TEAM EVER!!!

Smythe: Sean Strider is trying to rebuild his career as well on Turmoil. But it isn't going as well as you, you are rebuilding the EX division from the ground up.

Smythe: You've beaten Crossbones the Hardcore King and for your efforts they give you the Legend!!!

Smythe: I know you remember why you had to go through rehab, why you spend years trying to make a comeback. I know you remember me and Leonheart and a steel cage. Let me remind you Ed Reed.

The X-Tron Flickers On!

Smythe: Do you remember now Ed Reed?

Smythe: I held great stars down because it was my time.

Smythe: I went on to main event Wrestlution twice.

Smythe: You wrestled in small areas for peanuts.

Smythe: That's what happens when you try to take my time. Once again Ed Reed wrong place wrong time.

Smythe: It's not even my choice. I've refused to wrestle in hardcore matches for years, not because I didn't want to get hurt.

Smythe: I've been hurt plenty of times in my career.

Smythe: It's a part of the game. I just didn't want to end any more careers after what I did to you and Sean Strider in that cage.

Smythe: But here we are again Ed Reed... So I'll give you a bit of advice. Don't try to avenge what happened to you all those years ago that altered you entire life.

Smythe: Ed, just try to survive this match and move on with your resurging career. Without that hardcore title...

Smythe: I'll be taking that for myself... Because it's hard being this good, for this long!!!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Big words from the Legend!
	Because he is a Legend!

The familiar scene of a busy Manhattan street opens onto the screen. The camera pans across the many cars driving down the road, bumper to bumper, and the seemingly infinite stream of passengers coming and going from the curb.

The One Man Revolution, Bobby Minio, steps onto the street from the lobby of the hotel. Minio glances side to side before peering down at his iPhone, reading out loud.

Bobby Minio: Your driver is… Shanes? Plural?

He squints at the screen, deep in thought.

Bobby Minio: Oh, Shaaaanes. It’s some millennial crap. Of course.

Just as Minio nods to himself, content with the sound logic about the name, a Ford Bronco pulls up to the curb. Minio’s eyes immediately dart to the Uber sticker on the tinted windshield and with a nod, Minio slugs his gear bag over his shoulder and heads toward the back seat.

As he slips into the backseat, the camera man follows, sitting down and panning around the inside of the vehicle. A look of confusion crosses Minio’s face, as the camera pans from him to the driver, who is joined by a passenger sitting shotgun.

Bobby Minio: Plural.

Shane #1: Hey bro,

Shane #2: how ya doin?

Bobby Minio: …

The driver and his co-pilot trade quick glares at each other, in reaction to Minio’s silence.

Shane #1: You in town for the

Shane #2: Wrasslin thing?

Minio’s face contorts, it’s as if his brain lagged. He cannot believe his own eyes and ears at the duo of Uber drivers before him, finishing each other’s sentences.

Bobby Minio: Uhhh… yeah. The ‘wrasslin’ thing, yeah.

Shane #1: Ya know,

Shane #2: we wrassled. It was in

Bobby Minio: OCW?

Shane #1: How’d he

Shane #2: Know that?

Instantly, Minio realizes the Shanes never really met him, and don’t recognize him at all. In fact, he’s not even sure if this is how they sounded or acted when they were under OCW contract, still, he presses on.

Bobby Minio: Ehhh… I watch lots of TV.

Shane #1: Ah, makes sense, that stuff’ll

Shane #2: Rot your damn brain.

Bobby Minio: Duly noted.

Shane #1: OCW especially, it is so damn

Shane #2: Corrupt!

Bobby Minio: Yeah, I know a thing about tha-

Shane #1: You just can’t trust that-

Shane #2: Piece of trash SENSATION.

Shane #1: Yeah and those bastards Team

Shane #2: ABEYANCE!

Shane #1: Yup! and how about SENSATION'S

Shane #2: army of stinkin’ JEWISH lawyers!

Shane #1: Whooaaa bro

Shane #2: and all of his THUG HOMIES on the damn roster!

Shane #1: Dude wai-

Shane #2: and the rest of that FRUITY locker room!

Shane #1: Shan-

Shane #2: and DO YA KNOW WHICH ONES I HATE THE WORST?

Bobby Minio: Oh Jesus…

Shane #2: THE FRIGGIN-

Just as Shane #2’s voice is booming from the inside of the Bronco’s cabin, Shane #1 mashes his foot down onto the brakes, the Bronco skidding forward into the back of a car bearing the unmistakable markings of New York’s finest.

In the front seat, both airbags explode with inflation, forcing both of the Shanes to take neck and head bumps into their seats. Minio quickly stares into the camera lens, his eyes stretched wide.

Suddenly, Minio realizes that they had just rear ended a squad car, and that this will definitely prevent him from making it to Riot. He turns to the camera, looking beyond the frame and toward the camera man and silently shouts the word “RUN”.

Within an instant, the camera man is on the street following Minio, gear bag slung back over his shoulder, as they sprint away from the scene of the accident before ducking into a small bodega.

Minio instantly reaches for his iPhone, with the goal of leaving the Shanes a terrible driver review before reserving a new Uber.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	I remember those 2!
	I'm glad I don't what a couple of Chowda Heads, OVE THEREEE!

Anthony Baker vs Nathan Carter

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Woah!
	Brutal!!!

The arena goes dark and on pops the music

Rebel, rebel, b*tch, b*tch, Rebel, rebel, party, party.....

the arena is still dark and the crowd the crowd is silent.....and then the titantron lights up, and out walks....

Scaggs: Ladies and gentlemen, it looks like OCW's newest hire is here! Troy Sharp!

Troy Sharp: Hello New York City! So i got some words to say and something to get off my chest....first off you are looking at the NEWEST (BLEEPING, BLEEP) ADDITION TO THE OCW ROSTER!!!

Troy Sharp: So I can legally be here with you tonight...now let me walk my ass down to the ring where i can address you closer...

Sharp is walking his way down the ramp and he ducks through the middle rop and pops his head up leaning into the ring and turns his head to hear the chants.

The Rookie gets a modest reaction! Some of the well versed fans recognize Troy Sharp from his days on the indies!

Scaggs: New York showing some love!, I know this guy was big deal elsewhere but this is OCW people!!!

Troy Sharp: Thank you very much! Thank you! Okay lets get down to the death and taxes here people.

Troy Sharp I know some of you might know me from another company, a company where I was bangin' and pleasin' the boss, made her a 7-figure salary...well I was married to the...., and as you can see i wasnt pleasin' her and i havent banged the slut in 5 years....

Troy Sharp: Well lets just say, i put her out of business, and brought the best thing there to you all tonight!!

Troy: Now i know im no "UP AND COMER" that im not the little punk kid on the roster with the "I'M AN EMO PUNK, I GO TO WAPRED TOUR" attitude. Lets just say I am sending out an open challege to any of the champions out back, put up or shut up the strap! So i got.......

The Crowd Boos at the Rookie!

Troy Sharp: Thank you.....thank you...let me get this out. So i want to challenge any of you kids in the back to put up your strap....

Troy Sharp: Give me anyone hell name 5 "STARS" in the back and i will beat one a week, and in the next 5 weeks to take you on at the September 2 Remember!

Troy Sharp: You might wanna write this down.....And I WILL PROVE TO THE OCW, THE FANS AND THE WHOLE DAMN WORLD THAT I CAN STILL BEAT ANYONE, THAT THESE VEINS RUN WILD WITH THE BLOOD OF A CHAMPION, THAT I DIDNT WIN THE TITLE FROM BANGIN THE BOSS!!

Troy Sharp: You know where to find me, im in the big locker room....you can be an Icon here, but im a LEGEND!!! ICON'S DIE!!! LEGENDS......LAST....FOREVVVVVVVVEEEERRRRR!!!!

This Is The New *Hit blares through the arena....Troy Sharp hands off the mic as he exits the ring, sending out high-fives to a few fans as he exits up the ramp.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Well thats one way to get noticed!
	It's always a way to get it in the doodoo pampers!

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