The camera pans to a dark room where the Dreadlocks of the hardcore champion are the only light in the room as well as the silhouette of the hardcore title. He lets out a maniacal laugh as he starts to talk.

Smythe: Tobin Frost. Tonight you get the Legend... A former OCW champion wants to take on one of the most dangerous people in the history of the business? Insane Tobin Frost.

Smythe:I know you won't try to have anyone save you. I know you have honor. But your not ready for the legend... This Hardcore title belongs to me. It will belong to me as long as I want to have it.

Smythe: So tonight you will learn 3 things Tobin Frost. The first thing... be your own man, you get no gifts for being what you have become, which is a lost follower of a false god.

Smythe: Second thing... The chairs, steel steps ladders and tables that I put through your body will feel like nothing compared to the moment you fly through the air and are crushed into the mat by the SDW.

Smythe: You'll lose a piece of your soul when you realize your best wasn't enough to beat the only true Legend...

Smythe: Last thing Tobin that you'll realize is that Darkness is the only answer. So when your done being a pawn to Mugen or Sensation or whoever... come to the darkside... come to your destiny...you're better than being destroyed by me... let me show you... and your brother what true freedom is like.

Smythe: Let me show you how to have everything, embrace nothing, and leave nothing to chance!!!

Smythe blows out the candle as the scene abruptly ends.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	What a Windbag!
	Your rudeness knows no bounds!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	What the heck is that about?
	Only the Shadow knows!

We go backstage where Leon Valentine, along with his monster now known as the Butcher, are both walking along the merchandise stands backstage in the arena. The two are moving past the fans to where a man employed by OCW is selling merchandise of its hottest stars (and Paul Pugh too). The fans can't believe what they're seeing as it's not often OCW legends and superstars come walking back here in front of a live crowd.

The children that are lining up suddenly move back as they have not forgotten what the Butcher did last week on Turmoil. Leon goes over to the man that is selling the OCW merchandise who just sold a fan something that looks like a wig. Leon snatches it from the fan and takes a look.

This is no ordinary wig. It's a Tiberius Dupree wig, similar to his current hair now so children and adults alike can dress up and be like Tiberius Dupree. Leon is furious as heturns his attention to the man selling this.

Leon: "What's this?"

Leon holds out the wig.

Merchandise seller: "Well um... Shortly before Halloween we started selling costumes that people could buy to dress like their favorite OCW superstars."

Leon: "This is a wig, not a costume."

The Butcher pushes through the fans to the front where Leon is.

Merchandise seller: "It might be a wig but we also sell Matsuda's and Parker's."

Leon: "Parker doesn't even have any hair."

The merchandise seller starts to get nervous. He pulls out a Parker rubber face mask so people can look like Parker Stevens.

Leon: "That is atrocious! What crap are you selling with me on it?"

Merchandise seller: "Well... Mr Leonheart."

Leon: "It's Valentine!"

Merchandise seller: "Right... Right. So Mr. Leon Valentine Sir.... I am sorry to say that your t-shirts have not been selling too well so we had to pull them from stock. We have not really had anything of yours here in a while."

Leon: "They don't sell? Have you seen this SHITE? I am surprised anything sells."

Merchandise seller: "The Tiberius Dupree wig is selling really well actually."

Leon: "You're an idiot and all these morons buying are even bigger idiots."

Leon: "This is complete disrespect to Tiberius Dupree. If he were here he would break your jaw for this monstrosity!"

Merchandise seller: "But I didn't make it. I just sell it."

Leon looks at the Butcher and clicks together his fingers.

Leon: "Burn everything here and teach this moron a lesson. Send him back to where ever the hell it is that makes this crap... In pieces if you have too."

Leon looks at the logo inside the wig.

Leon: "Made in china... That explains everything. Yeah send him to China!"

Leon turns to the crowd as the Butcher goes to work.

Leon: "The merchandise stands are closed for now. If we see you wearing any of this garbage... Well, you will have the Butcher to deal with."

Merchandise seller: "No, please! Don't...... AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Oh lord!
	DANGEROUS!!!

Tobin Frost vs Smythe D. Wonder

The camera pans to the announce team.

	WOAH!!!
	I don't...

As OCW Riot continues we join Jim Black backstage - a man consistently tormented by Jookie Marley down the years. A timid man, and Marley's personal biographer, Jim is a dookieshow after earlier- but tonight. Jim is a star. Jim gets to interview the biggest guest of his career.. he gets to interview...

Pugh: Shit son, those glasses ain't doing nothing for ya.

He snatches the reading spectacles from Jim Black's nose and tosses them across the room

Pugh: Now what was your question?

Jim takes a deep sigh and looks at his cue cards - the consummate professional.

Black: ...so tonight you face OCW Light Heavyweight Champion Jook...

Pugh slaps the cue cards all over the ground. He smiles at Jim

Pugh: Did you just call him a Champion? Son... what in the ever loving hell is a "Light" Heavyweight. You got yer heavyweights, you got your cruisers... you got...

He looks at the wall where a quick pan out reveals KD'Angelo on a poster.

Pugh: Whatever that is... Jim are you telling me there's more titles in OCW? You're telling me that Jookie Marley is carrying another title?

Black: ... I mean... Yeah. Do you think with his new found momentum he'll kick your ass tonight or...?

Pugh's expression changes - he looks visibly sick

Pugh: Jim. I need you to take that boys pocket pipe out of your mouth long enough to interview me correctly. No. Jookie will not kick my ass tonight. Shoot son, down the years I've eaten Jookie's lunch so many times my favourite food is Jerk Chicken... if he has a title - I will accept it as a sacrifice to spare his dumb ass from catching another beating... NOW... are we done here or are...

Jim tries to pick his cue cards off the ground and Pugh kicks him in the head, knocking him all over his precious cards

Pugh: Thanks Jim, its been real... Oh.

Pugh gets in front of the camera

Pugh: You're not the only Black i'm coming for this week... see you on Turmoil CHAMP.

We fade with an image of Jim Black laying flat out on the concrete floor of the arena.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	CAN WE STOP ASSAULTING THIS POOR MAN!
	TV MA HOOT!

Previously recorded.

The Soulless One Kassidy Hayes is growing impatient. He’s been standing in Central Park for the last 5 minutes waiting on Purge comrade Anthony Baker. Last last night he found a small note attached to a cupcake telling him to meet here. Baker is weird like that so Kass simply obliged.

The area is 20 feet away from a small pond, Kass looks at the pond then at the time on his phone feeling uneasy. Suddenly we see a golden flash, someone grabs him from behind dragging him into the bushes.

They throw on a modified Pepperton Sleeper with a chloroform cloth over his nose and mouth. He puts up a struggle best he can, but whatever he just inhaled is forcing him to fall asleep. A few minutes pass and we see Tiberius Dupree dragging Kass’s limp body into a small paddle boat.

Keep in mind this is early morning, luckily this is NYC and no one really cares what’s going on outside themselves. After nearly botching twice, Tibby finally gets him fully into the boat. He removes the paddles and pushes it into the pond.

A few hours pass and Kass finally comes to his senses. Nearly falling into the water when waking up, he finally grasps his surroundings. He immediately starts screaming for help. The camera pans back for a bird’s eye view, the pond is really small. No bigger than some pools in people’s backyards.

Kassidy: HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLP!!!

He finally spots a kid starting to skipping rocks into the pond, his mother on her cellphone arguing about bad child care.

Kassidy: Hey kid….KIDDDDDDDDDDDDDD...yeah you.

The boy just looks at Kass.

Kassidy: Swim out here and get me….

The boy looks at Kass with disgust.

Kid: It’s only like 5 feet deep ass wipe.

Kassidy: Exactly why you should swim out and get me….now swim!

The boy does not swim out to help Kass, instead he begins to throw stones at Kass from the shore. The boy’s mother finally gets off the phone and decides to be a parent.

Mother: Stop throwing rocks at the stupid man on the boat. Let’s go!

She grabs her kid by the arm and drags him away. Kass is left on the boat screaming for Dupree’s demise as we fade to black.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Hahahahahaha!
	HOW CAN YOU LAUGH HE IS IN MORTAL DANGER!!!

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