Previously recorded.

There is only one entity in the OCW Hall of Fame with hair this gorgeous, with knees this deadly, and with an aura infinitely better than yours, that entity can only be Tiberius Octavian Dupree.

To celebrate the New Year and his induction Dupree decides that SKWAD needs to beef up its ranks. The best way to do that is through healthy competition, someone out of this lot was bound to make an impression.

The Tiberius Invitational Tag Team Tournament (The TITTT) it has been deemed. Has dozens upon dozens of tag teams lined up at the registration table set up in a large conference room in Madison Square Garden.

Tibby brings everyone to silence with a raise of his palm. He stands on the sturdy Japanese made table and tries to speak. Yet before he can say anything of importance a commotion can be heard at the back of the line. The tension between the entrants begins to boil.

???: Is this the party brah?

???: I think it is brah?

???: Let’s partaaaaay brahhh!

Suddenly we just see feet fly and bodies begin to fall, one after another. Tripp Kik Flipp are superkicking their way to the front of the line.

Tripp: Brah.

Superkick.

Kik: Brah.

Superkick.

Flipp: Braaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!

Superkick. Superkick. Superkick.

Tibby folds his arms as he stands on the table observing the carnage. The camera fades with a few more superkicks and a “to be continued” flashing across the screen.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Oh god no....
	BREHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Flynn vs Gentleman Jack

The camera pans to the announce team.

	He got it!
	Wow, super close!!!

(Scene opens up backstage with Stacy Clark with H20. The crowd is chanting H2O, H2O, H2O.)

Stacy: H2O! Great win tonight over Mo' Cre-

(H2O looks away off towards the arena with a smile. The camera pans out into the crowd going nuts off of his first win. You can see H20 on the XTron looking out to the crowd. He winks and gives a head nod at everyone. He now turns his attention back to Stacy.)

H2O: Stacy come with me.

(H2O waves Stacy over to follow him. With a look of confusion on her face, she follows him. The camera follows them as he heads back towards the arena. The crowd is getting louder as he draws closer to them. He heads up the stairs thru the curtains and the crowd erupts!

H2O is on the stage walking back and forth, fist pumping, beating his chest and hollering at the crowd embracing the love. He turns his attention to Stacy and walks back to her.)

Stacy: (Smiles) As I was saying, great victory tonight over Mo' Cream and Samsin Simsin. It's obvious that you feel great! What was going thru your mind knowing you were the opening match of the New Year?

H2O: Stacy, there were a ton of things going thru my head. The only main thing I was thinking was to win. I wasn't going to be like the San Diego Chargers and be the the first to lose to an O-for.

H20: To me it's worse to do THAT than to not have a win at all. Plus, it wouldn't have meant anything to pin another rookie. I wanted my first win to be against a superstar.

Stacy: What difference would that have made?

H2O: I'm not going to be noticed pinning someone who is... Haha... to keep it honest with you Stacy... not on my level. I have to beat Superstars to make (yells) OCW REMEMBER THE NAME!!!

(Crowd pops with excitement after that comment. Stacy waits to the crowd settles down to ask the next question.)

Stacy: Samsin and a few other rookies here has a few more matches in than you. Wouldn't that make them more experienced than you? Or even worth having a victory over?

H2O: You can have years of experience and STILL know NOTHING about being a winner. That's why I AM The Head Rookie. I train hard, I study the tapes, I listen to what each Superstar has to say, smart and most importantly...

H20: I'm what OCW WANTS TO SEE!

(Ton of flash photography is taken place right now towards the stage.)

H2O: Stacy, I was determined to be a winner tonight. I was handing out Shots in that match like I was a C.O. One after one I dropped them both!

H20: I will continue to do the same throughout the years to that entire locker room until I decide when it was enough. It'll continue beyond after winning titles.

H20:Usually guys lose their hunger after winning a belt. I'm not going to stop putting on a show after I win titles after titles because then I would be false advertising my legacy. A legacy that began with a "L".

Stacy: A los-

H2O: A loser that is Ligermask? Yeah, I'm sure that's what you were going to say, huh. THAT'S when it all started.

H20: At Devil's Night I had to put a stop to any thought in that locker room that The Head Rookie was going to be some push over in OCW. That "L" was a lesson, Stacy. Not only for Ligermask but for the entire roster including management.

H20:I will prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that I'm not some guy that just likes to have fun. I'm a guy that means business. OCW is thirsting for someone to take care of business for 2017 and beyond and guess what? H2O is their main beverage.

(H2O leaves Stacy and gives the crowd love once again from one side of the stage to the other.)

Stacy: Wow, ooook.There you have it guys. I'm sending it back over to you!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	He's happy!
	I don't like it one bit!

The Camera Pans To The Ramp!

Prince makes his way down to the ring. As he is walking down the ramp the fans in the arena can be heard all around booing Prince. Prince grabs a microphone and sits down in the ring laughing at the clearly angered crowd.

Prince: You people really think I care if you boo me?

Prince in a pouting annoying imitating voice

Prince: Oh no you poor Americans! OHH NO! Someone get them a safe-zone!

Prince back into his normal voice.

Prince: Man you people just don't get it do you? See I know why you are all booing me. Because I called out your beloved Smythe right? Of course it is. I am going to embarrass Smythe, do you hear me? EMBARRASS HIM!

Prince: After tonight I will show everybody that just because some "Hall of Famer" is well known and has such a "prestigious" career that I can make him look like nothing. And finally you all will realize.. I AM THE FUTURE OF THIS COMPANY. AND THAT I AM YOUR PRINCE OF WRE...

The Camera Pans To The Ramp!

Smythe stands in the ring starring at the Prince while "SDW"chants are mixed with the boos as some fans have no idea who to cheer for. The legend is handed a microphone from the stage hand as he waves for the fans to quiet down and of course they eventually do.

Smythe: I have to tell you this true story young buck. I was backstage, patiently waiting for you to cut your promo, cause I can respect a young fresh wrestler trying to cut a promo before what will go down as the biggest match of his life.

Smythe: There's also the fact that I may rip your smart tongue right out of your mouth for calling me out but, We'll get to that in a second.

Smythe: I was backstage and the producers run upto me and they say "Smythe, get out there right now!" and they cue my music. I mean you just got here and already not a single person in this arena cares what you have to say. Amazing!!!

the SDW chants continue as Smythe just sits in a corner laughing to himself.

Smythe: But Prince it's okay. You see, once I beat you within an inch of your life. Everyone will remember you as the last person that spoke the name of the legend.

Prince quickly cuts Smythe off

Prince: No, I'll be known as the man who called out the Legend then cut his head off his shoulders. I'll be known as the future of this business. You will become a bag of dust that will be tossed out like the trash and I, I will be famous for ending the legend!!

Smythe: Is that what you want? To be famous? Cause after this match everyone will know your name. They'll also be sending you flowers while your in your hospital bed.

The referee has had enough of the jibber jabber and rings the bell

Prince vs Smythe D. Wonder

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Wham, bam, thank you mam!
	Right on the button!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	I can't wait!
	It's gonna be a warzone!

The scene opens with Dennis Black and Madison Cox standing in the center of the ring. Dennis was draping both titles over his shoulders as Madison twirled a mic in her hand. The Queen lifted the mic to her lips to speak, and her subjects in the Manhattan Center listened without interruption (mostly).

Madison: And STILL your Turmoil Television Champion, as well as Turmoil Heavyweight Champion…

Madison points to Dennis while walking in a circle around him.

Madison: Ladies and Gentlemen, he is your Champion. My Champion. Your new hero and mine. He's the Ace that knees your face, and the champ that makes the ladies damp.

Madison: Dennis Black!

Fans in the first few rows started throwing black and red streamers toward the center of the ring. She would kick away any streamer that landed to close to her. Dennis grinned as he waved to the audience.

Madison: That's the thing. I'm not sure how I feel about these chants, cheers...and colored toilet paper. You're the very same people that cheered on our Revolution Inc. brothers and sister, but turned around and cheered for Pugh during his match with Dennis. By the way… congratulations to Paul Pugh on getting into the Hall of Fame.

The audience claps along with Dennis and Madison until she returns to be a C bomb.

Madison: Clearly, it was Dennis Black pushing him at Devil's Night that got him there. We still need our Hall of Fame rings, by the way! But does Dennis hold a grudge that you cheered for his opponent at Devil’s Night? No. His only thought about was if you all enjoyed the show. And that is what I appreciate most about him, his ability to forgive, and turn the other cheek when he's wronged.

Madison: What can I say...we’re very kind people. Honest people. But that isn't why we are out here. Let's talk about a very dishonest piece of garbage.

Dennis rolls his shoulders into a shrug, while the camera zooms in on his most prized possessions. The most downloaded cleavage in OCW history.

Madison: Leon Valentine. Your physical and verbal attacks on The King and I have led to an awful series of events over the company’s hiatus that I'm SO ready to forget. Leon slandered me, telling the world that he and I engaged in activities that cannot be mentioned on a PG program like Riot.

Madison: The Champion and I don't concern ourselves with such distractions. While the rest of this company was eating, drinking, and taking turns going to town on Tank and Jimmy Henry’s wife…

The crowd started to boo The Queen's comment about Jimmy and Tank.

Madison: Dennis and I worked up a sweat until he had the release he needed.

Madison: I sat on his back during an endless session of push ups while watching the brand spanking new OCW DVD, Dennis Black: Year one. On that very DVD is a compilation of your favorite OCW stars getting their faces deeeeestroyed. Leon, we heard your message loud and clear. Our response is simple. Your face will be the next to be decimated by Dennis’s big…

Madison stops in front of Dennis and looks him up and down while resting a hand on his chest.

Madison: Black….

She pulls on the Champion’s shirt, bringing him closer to her.

Madison: ….Bullet.

The Camera Pans To The Ramp!

Ding held a hand out to shake Madison’s hand. Madison winced at the man’s greasy fat fingers and rolled her eyes. Dennis sized the new hardcore Champion up and down, looking unimpressed.

Madison: The hell do YOU-

Ding: Whoa Daddeh! Or wait, mommah! You had your chance to talk. I just wanted to say I was happy for him. This guy, this Daddeh, this dude right here is the third man in history to survive a Perfect Circle. From one Champion on the blue show to the other-

Madison narrowed her eyes at Ding’s newly acquired hardcore title.

Madison: Is that a piece of lettuce?! You are NOT a Champion. Don't ever compare yourself to him.

Ding picks up the piece of lettuce from the belt and chews on it happily. Madison’s cheeks turn green.

Ding: Black Daddeh and I over there have a lot in common. We’re both good looking.

Madison looks as if she's about to vomit and Dennis rolls his eyes.

Ding: We both are two men in the best of shape.

Madison closed her eyes, rethinking her life choices.

Madison: I can't...

Ding: Black Daddeh and I even signed with OC dubya around the same time. My very first match was his third, at The Clash 2016.

Madison: What's your point, hefty?

Ding: I feel responsible for you two crazy kids. You're like a less cool and much less liked Boobie and Chive.

Madison: ...you mean Bonnie and Clyde.

Ding: Thanks Mommeh! So yea I feel like it's my fault you two have had this reign of terror. Black Daddeh here had no wins and was on the verge of Tanking himself. Your Legacy as a Manager had a lot riding on this too, Madi. Dennis was on a downward spiral and I was looking to get started with the best E Fed in the world. The stakes were high! I mean...high for a pre show that not many watched, but still! Let's roll that pepperoni footage for those that missed or forgot about this epic clash....at the Clash!!!

The X-Tron Flickers On!

Flustered, Dennis looked to Madison while She simply glared daggers in Ding’s direction.

Ding: Black Daddeh...I tried to tell you she was rotten. Madison’s cheating made you more confident. Yes, everything after that moment was all you. But the beginning? All a lie, Daddeh. We both have come a long way in only a year. Our anniversary is coming up. Forget about Leon ‘has no’ Valentine. I say we do it one mo’ gain. Dennis Black and Bill Ding at the Clash! The rematch, one year in the making Daddeh!

Dennis dropped both of his titles on to the mat. The audience erupted as Dennis took the mic from Madison and stepped closer to the hardcore champion.

Dennis: I am in ‘no’ mood for this. You will get yourself hurt, Bill.

Bill Ding: Don't get me wrong… You're one of the most impressive wrestlers this place has seen in a long time, and you got there in such a short amount of time.

Bill Ding: But, maybe you should thank this here Lady Cox… If it weren't for her, at Clash, you may have never gotten your first win and found your mojo.

Bill Ding: Have you ever wondered where you might be today if she never fell into your lap?

The crowd snickers.

Bill Ding holds his hand up to the crowd and nods his head in realization

Bill Ding: Well okay okay… We all know she isn't ending up on your lap anytime soon but you catch my drift, right daddeh? You pickin’ up what I'm throwin’ down?

Madison slapped Bill across the face and told the Hardcore Champion he wasn't on Dennis’s level. Dennis dropped the mic and repeated it loudly into Ding’s ear one more time, in case he did not hear Madison the first time.

Dennis: You aren't on my level!

The camera pans to the announce team.

	WOAH WOAH WOAH!!!!
	Oh man......this is not gonna end well!!

The camera pans to the door of The D.A.M Skybox before it swings open and Baker is visible in the doorway

Baker: DAD!? Oh, how I've missed you!

Mugen: Eh, uh, Son? You…...saw me earlier tonight.

Baker: I know Dad! BUT I have to tell you this crazy story! I got lost!

Mugen face palms as he prepares himself for a crazy story.

Baker: I'm being serious! I somehow ended up in some place called Ireland. It was weird. The people there had these funky accents, and wore these skirt thingys, and oh lanta!

Mugen: Um…..that’s Scotland son.

Baker: REALLY?! They told me I was in Ireland. Or Scotland. Greenland? Iceland? OH LANTA. I don’t know anymore. Or maybe……..

Mugen: Maybe what?

Baker: Maybe I was in Japan?!

Mugen sighs really visibly hard. And starts muttering something inaudbile to himself.

Baker: What was that dad?

Mugen: Oh nothing, I’m just trying to plan out my next move.

Baker: Oh! New move?!

Mugen: Yes a brand new move to DESTROY the likes of that gwailo Drago and Sensation’s favorite son in law, Nate Ortiz.

Baker: Can I make a move with you?

Mugen: No.

Baker: BUT COME ON! YOU NEVER LET ME DO ANYTHING I WANT TO.

Mugen: NOOOOPE. Leave me to the planning here.

Mugen picks up some small pieces of paper that are stacked and stapled together.

Mugen: Look son, I made a little flipbook animation for my newest move.

Mugen starts flipping through the pages in front of Baker who is completely amazed by the flipbook.

Baker: DAD? HOW DID YOU DO THAT? THE GUY ON THE PAPER IS MOVING!

Mugen looks at his “son” with just a confused “how did I even get here” look. He shakes it off and continues.

Mugen: These are all little drawings showing off my new moves. See here, they are sitting on my shoulders.

Baker: Just like when girls wanna sit on guys shoulders at a concert?

Mugen: Um……….yes…….exactly……… and then I throw them down and drop them on their hand like BAM

Mugen makes a big clapping noise that startles Baker.

Mugen: Your dad is going to reclaim what is rightfully his from that so-called legend Nate Ortiz. Now…..leave me to my thoughts son.

Baker: Okay dad! I’m gonna go try and visit somewhere tonight. Maybe I’ll go to China.

Mugen: What? How? It’s like an 18 hour flight.

Baker: Oh, I can go to Chinatown. It’s the same thing right? It’s like a portal to China right?

Mugen: Jesus…….christ…...yea sure kid.

Baker joyfully closes the door as you can almost see him skipping down the hallway. The scene fades out.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	That boy is 2 French Fries short of a happy meal!
	You can be so rude. SO RUDE!

The Camera Pans To The Ramp!

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