To Madison, this place was depressing. Not depressing in the way that most of OCW’s dressing rooms were—everything unnaturally dirty and brown—but depressing because for the first time in months, she was forced to share a dressing room that was filled with mediocrity. It was also filled with several conversations going on at once.
Madison was not treated like royalty on Riot, she had to share the women’s dressing room with...well...all of the women that had showed up to Riot that evening.
The ceilings dripped, the pipes groaned, and the cockroaches she believed she saw were as big and wide as…
Madison: Flojo’s ***** after being visited by half the roster.
Madison blinked several times and looked up.
Madison: Did you people seriously censor my monologue?! This is prime material!
The Crowd Laughs!
The room got quiet and everyone turned to look at Madison, who sat there awkwardly. She didn't really have a good answer to justify talking to herself out loud. The uncomfortable silence made her skin crawl.
She stood up and quietly exited the women’s room dressing room.
Madison hadn’t seen Dennis in hours. He was forced to stay home and recover from Jackson Montgomery’s unprovoked attack. As she walked the halls, Madison pulled out her cell phone and started texting furiously.
Just as her conversation came to an abrupt end, she found herself walking into a massive wall. A wall named K.D. She was fully prepared to swear and say all sorts of hurtful things...until she looked up and saw who it was.
Madison: Oh… h-hey, K.D.! Long time no see.
KD looked down and narrowed his eyes at Madison. She immediately folded her arms, knowing he had full view of her bundles from his height.
Without a word, K.D. walks around Madison. Her lips curved into a grin, though she did not turn to look at him.
Madison: What happened to you? The K.D. from our days in Revolution Inc. would never let him get away with this.
K.D. stopped in his tracks.
Madison: Maybe Ding was right. Maybe the only real Big men left in OCW are himself and Ed.
K.D. clenched his fists.
Madison: The old K.D. would have called Ding out. The old K.D. would have not cared about winning or losing, just causing pain for Ding.
Madison: The old K.D.-
Madison was startled and yelped after K.D. punched the nearest dressing room door as hard as he could before storming off. She took a deep breath, trying to regain her composure.
Madison: Good. Now I need to find someone to take out Jackson.
The camera pans to the announce team.
What a conniving little WITCH!
You will dare not speak ill of the WHITE QUEEN!
The camera pans to the announce team.
Rip
Rip
The scene fades in, viewing a cheap mobile phone being anxiously flipped open and closed repeatedly.
The camera zooms out to see Samsin Simsin sitting in what looks to be waiting room filled with other people standing around conversing with one another indistinctively. Samsin flips the phone open, slouches in his seat and stares at the screen impatiently.
Moments seem to creep by before a crash bar on a door offscreen is heard being opened.
Woman: Mr. Simpson? We will see you now.
Samsin looks up with a sigh of relief, stands up and quickly walks off screen.
The camera pans to the announce team.
What is this?
Who knows!
Jookie Marley vs Bobby Minio
The camera pans to the announce team.
What a comeback!
That's that 3rd Gear, I LOVE IT!
We find ourselves in the basement of the arena. You can hear the metal knocking, mice crawling and muffled sounds of the audience above.
H2O is STILL looking for his Better Half of B2O.
He walks towards the boiler room and sees a shadowy figure sitting in a chair slumped over.
H2O is startled and hesitates just a bit. As he picks the cobweb off his face, his eyes are able to focus in the darkness a little better. He notices and recognizes this figure's robe which H2O is immediately drawn to and moves in closer.
H2O: Hey! You're one step away from finishing the job. Why don't you take that disgusting robe off and burn it in that boiler!
The figure is unresponsive. H2O rolls his eyes and kicks the figures feet to wake him up.
H2O: Hayes, wake up! Have you seen Baker?
...
H2O: I don't have time for this!
H2O grabs Hayes’s hood off and steps back to only find one his opponents for tonight….
H2O: Trashman….
????: There you are you pathetic pleb....
A golden voice is heard from the shadows. Tiberius Octavian Dupree steps on scene, his eyes a bit more tired looking than usual. He turns towards H2O.
Dupree: Not you...well I don't think. Who are you again?
Tired eyed Dupree becomes a swift thinking emoji, but answers his own question.
Dupree: Oh yeah! The watered down version of Zac Moore from this timeline....You know you lose tonight right, you and that normie with mommy issues. Not even the antics of this disgusting intergalactic interloper over here can change that timeline.
Tibby points at Ryu Matsumoto who is finally coming to. H2O only understands half of what was just said yet retorts immediately.
H2O: Oh yeah. Well, Simon...says...you forget who your real friends are in this timeline.
H2O steps in closer to his FORMER friend and puts his finger on his chest.
H2O: That's fine. I will remind you sooner than later. Tonight will be one of those nights.
Weirdly dressed Ryu stands up as if he was never fast asleep, right before Dupree and H20 look to exchange blows.
RYU: What are you standing around for staring lovingly into Young Zac’s eyes?
RYU: We got a timeline to ensure and gotta get 'em ready to save the universe as they know it...The Apocaleks is at hand!
Trash storms off camera, Dupree sighs and reluctantly follows. H2O continues his quest for Baker as we fade.
