H2O circles the ring as the crowd chants, H2O. He gives a smirk and signals to the crowd to settle down. As he gets right to it and begins to speak.
H2O: I'm sorry OCW Universe but I have to be serious for a moment. You know over a span of 2 months I had a helluva run already.
H2O: I've had my run in with a stable that played mind games, one of my best friends I was forced to fight and now I'm on a collision course with The Light Heavyweight Champion.
H2O: In between all of that I've had my ups and just like tonight I have my downs. But through it all I persevered and kept pushing forward. Kept pushing myself to the limit each and every match.
H2O: With each match I learned something new every time. Don't you understand? It's like, in each match every opponent I face leaves an imprint in my soul.
H2O: Some things to remember. I just improve week in and week out. Win or lose. I can't explain it anymore than that.
H2O: Now a couple weeks ago there were some remarks made by a couple of individuals who uttered The Head Rookie’s name. One being Pugh and the other…. We'll get to him in a minute.
H2O takes a sip of his bottled water so he can make sure this promo comes out clear and precise.
H2O: Pugh, you dug up some ol’ video tapes of your boy I see. You must've enjoyed them. To not fight that week and sit in the back all night watching me go toe to toe with many superstars from my earlier years.
H2O: That says a lot about how you think of me. A couple of them, in which you OCW, know them as Lucas Dimsmore and Tiberius Octavius Dupree.
H2O: It's no secret that we know each other. Just good friends gone separate paths. (Takes a moment) I'm looking to carve my own just as they did.
H2O: I see that you're a smart man. A smart man who respects a worthy opponent when he sees one. I also see a scared man. A man that issues a challenge to a rookie, puts the title on the line, gets in the ring, we brawl out and you leave?
H2O: You scurry away like a “synthetic” wolf that messed with a REAL wolf in the wild. Maybe that's what that SYNTHETIC wolf's skin is all about, Pugh? Rhetorical! You don't have to answer that.
H2O: Anyways, you just got 2 months worth of footage! Certified Greatness...I'm going to live up to the hype. I going to give that Light Heavyweight belt the prestige it deserves.
H2O: I know the history behind that title. I have the genetic makeup for it. It's a title my DNA was made for. You know my background...
H2O: I live on the edge...I am fearless...I AM The… Aerial Assassin! Just know C4 isn't ANYTHING compared to the H-bomb!
H2O gives himself a minute to gather his thoughts while sipping his water. The crowd chants Fly or Die! He nods his head up and down smiling. Suddenly….
H2O: I DO THIS FOR THE FOLKS WATCHING AT HOME! I DO THIS FOR FOLKS STREAMING IN THEIR PHONES! I DO THIS FOR THE OCW UNIVERSE!
The Universe erupts in unison. The Garden is going wild!
H2O: I don't do this for me! I'm selfless! I like what I do. I entertain for those who appreciate. Which leads me to this next guy I mentioned to you earlier that I wanted to talk about.
The Universe pipes down to almost silence to hear who he wants to talk about next. Everyone is confused and on the edge of seats to hear it.
H2O: Dennis Black. Mmhmm. Yeah…
H2O: The King of Turmoil. Dual Champion. Best Rookie…formerly…OCW has ever seen.
H2O: You my friend I respect in high regard and will not, I repeat WILL NOT take away what you accomplished in your rookie campaign.
H2O: But don't you dare for one second I'm afraid of climbing a turnbuckle. I thrive flying thru the air like yourself. You and I are very much alike but yet different. You do things for yourself. I do it for the people.
H2O: When you do things for yourself the reward is.....emptiness. Even with a manager like Maddy by your side, you're still lonely. When you do things for the people; in return you get this unstoppable surge that burns thru your soul.
H2O: It's called High Octane. It burns hot and slow. Something you don't understand. I'm gonna be hot for a long time. I'm not going anywhere. Now do you understand? I'm no flake.
H2O: You are no longer a rookie. Your campaign is over. Mine has just begun. Therefore, that makes me Head Rookie.
H2O: Accept that. That particular limelight dimmed out for you and is immensely upon me now! Do I smell jealousy? No I don't cause I know Dennis Black isn't a SYNTHETIC WOLF! Not with 2 belts he's not.
H2O: This isn't the 1st time some H2O relevance has come out from you and your camp. I remember Maddy mentioning my quote “The Past Present and Future” and went on and on about you. Blah blah blah.
H2O: I paid no attention to. Cause all you guys are trying to do is bait me. Sad because here I am minding my own business and someone of your caliber is worried about little ol’ me.
H2O: I usually don't prefer people pissing on my tree and walking away but I'll make this an exception cause I respect you. I know you won't slip up and do that again.
H2O: I get it Dennis. You're bored and you need excitement in your life. I thought someone like Madison could keep you excited? Guess that's why she gave up the goods to everyone but you?
H2O: Hmm? 205lbs. of a limp twizzler maybe? I don't know I mean C’mon I know AC Green was a virgin but he at least scored when he was in the game? My God! Anyways….
H2O: I'm going to get straight to the point and take the bait. You come join your all nat-ur-al Light Heavyweight Division and or Ex Division.
H2O: I will make it worth your while. Cause deep down inside you were looking for a guy like me and I came here to look for a challenge like you.
H2O holds up his bottled water to the Universe.
H2O: Sorry I don't have anything better to drink than this right now. But I wanted to make a toast to you guys.
H2O:Cheers to this wrestler who's still on 90 day probation and will be your next Light Heavyweight Champion!
H2O music hits as he guzzles down the last of his drink and walks out of the ring. As the scene fades.
The camera pans to the announce team.
Kids putting everyone on notice!
CG it will be sink or swim!
Commercial Break!
The Xtron Flickers On!
A towering glass building comes into view as the scene opens. Camera crews have just set up outside of Madison Cox’s luxury apartment building, ready to begin. Trisha Waldrop primps her hair quickly as she steps in front of the camera and gets the cue to begin the segment.
Trisha Waldrop: This is Trisha Waldrop, and welcome to ‘In Yo Crib’. Where we take a look at how the superstars of OCW live when they aren’t on the road and entertaining all of you.
Trisha Waldrop: Today, we get a sneak peek inside the home of one of the most polarizing and controversial managers in OCW history, Madison Cox. Let's head in and see what she has in store for us.
Trisha and her camera crew enter the luxury apartment building. Portraits of Bush Jr., Bush Sr., and President Donald Trump lined the wall. Trisha was stopped almost immediately by a security guard.
Trisha: Hi! We’re here for Madison?
Security: Hm. You don't quite look like one of her normal visitors.
Trisha: And what is THAT supposed to mean?
Security: Well, you don't have coffee with you.
Trisha: Oh...okay. I suppose that's fine.
The security calls up to Madison's apartment and gets the go ahead to let them up. He waves Trisha and her crew through to the elevator where they make their way up. Madison is standing at her door to meet them as they exit the elevator. She squints, scrutinizing her guests.
Madison: Well, welcome to the Cox estate. I'm assured you all have already taken measures to prepare yourselves for entry?
Trisha: Uh… Pardon?
Madison grabs a nearby bottle of hand sanitizer and motions squirting some in their hands.
Trisha: Ah, well, ok then… Well Madison, I gotta say, you live quite the life of luxury here. Bearskin rugs, porcelain vases,... portraits of yourself?
Madison: But of course. I have more downloads and views than most porn stars, models, and actresses. Not to mention, I've kept my clothes on the attire time. Think of me as a modern day Marilyn Monroe.
Camera man: She didn't keep her clothes on.
Madison snaps the man a look. If looks could kill, he'd be next to Versus.
Trisha: Some have questioned your true intentions with managing Dennis Black… Some going as far as to calling him your “meal ticket”. While it cannot be denied that he started to improve after aligning himself with you, what do you have to say those who believe you were just in the right place at the right time?
Madison: As a strong white woman who looks the way that I do while also being successful, I will always have my doubters. Take Samsin Simsin for instance. Not the most attractive guy. Not all that successful. But people cheer for him, because he's like them. The common man.
Madison: Fast forward to Riot last week, during and after the Television title. Social media blew up, to the point where it was shut down for a few hours. All over Anthony Baker doing well in a match. Simple man, not all that bright...kinda slow, and easily manipulated. But because he did well in a losing effort, we want to throw him a parade like he just won the freaking Super Bowl.
Madison: Why? Because he's common and relatable, like most Rush TV viewers. Common people lower their expectations. Why are we throwing parties for someone who did well in a match? That should be the norm. Raise your expectations, people. This is wrestling, we don’t give out participation awards for second place.
Madison: My point is, people dislike me because I'm successful. Both in the ring and behind the scenes as a Manager of the most dominant Champion in recent memory. A female one at that. But not because of the white thing… Everyone likes white. Did I mention it will be a year long reign as Television Champion this Sunday?
Before Trisha could comment, Madison motioned for Trisha and her cameraman to follow.
Madison: Come along. The King will be home soon, and I must make sure his dinner is ready.
Trisha follows along, being sure not to drag her feet along the wooden floors.
Trisha: What kind of diet does Dennis Black keep to remain healthy on such a grueling schedule?
Madison: Skittles, Lettuce, and apple juice.
Trisha looks back to the camera and blinks several times.
They enter the kitchen where among other extravagant appliances is a giant stainless steel refrigerator. Trisha opens the fridge and finds some of the shelves filled with Starbucks pastries, ice lattes, Lindt chocolates, and other fancy and delectable treats.
Trisha: Oh, so all this… Are these for his cheat days?
Madison: No no, that's my section. Restricted. This is Dennis’s section.
Madison points to and then opens the crisper drawer in the fridge.
Madison: Here, see? (Cell phone rings)
Madison: Sorry Trish, I must take this. Please uh, no taking any “souvenirs” for yourself… (Madison whispers but loudly) I know I have 12 porcelain vases, I'd like to keep it that way.
Madison makes the “we’re watching you” sign with her hands.
Trisha looks back at her cameraman annoyed.
Trisha: Ignorance is bliss, I suppose. Come on, let's go explore some more.
The crew heads down the hallway and comes across a closed room with gold trimming. A small sign above the door reads: “Only those who bring tribute may enter.”
Trisha looks to her crew, the camera, and shrugs as she turns the knob. As they enter, they realize they have uncovered something quite interesting.
Something like a combination between a sacred shrine and a footage review room. Several televisions with footage of OCW matches from the past line one half of the room.
On the other side, a life sized cosplay statue of what appears to a makeshift shrine to Matsuda.
Trisha: Oh… My gawd… Well here we have it folks, could this be the true secret to Dennis Black’s success? The reason for his drive and determin-
Trisha stops as they suddenly hear lots of screaming and commotion coming from the living room. Trisha hurries out of the shrine room waving her camera crew along to follow her.
They come across Madison laying on the floor flailing and yelling as Eerie Sunshine straddles her throwing punches everywhere.
Eerie: This is for my bike….This is for your stupid entitled face….This is for...for the f*ck of it !!
Madison: No!! No more AIDS!! Get your dusty cobweb cooch off of me!! SECURITY!! Who let her in?!?! Don't you know she is on the Blek List?!
Madison's security minions scurry over and pull the ladies apart. Eerie rips her arm from one of their grips.
Eerie: You wanna catch a hymen cutter too, dickweed??
Madison: That's enough!! Everyone out!!! This interview is over!! You! Bald one! Get me a frappe, now!!
Trisha looks into the camera as Madison storms around insulting and berating her security team.
Trisha: Well, this has been your latest edition of “In Yo’ Crib”. Trisha Waldrop, signing off.
