OCWFED.com Presents Riot

   

The scene opens …
Loud clanging and banging can be heard as
P2 by Dave East blares through the speakers of the run down gym.

A spotter stands in awe as Buffness bench presses 300 plus pounds with relative ease. The cameraman cuts between the the different exercises as McGee goes through his upper body workout.

Finishing his last rep of reverse grip bench presses he lets out a barbaric roar before slamming the weight down. Bypassing the water fountain Buffness grabs a bottle of BUFFBLASTER from a nearby table.

Taking a man sized swig he turns to address the camera.


BUFFNESS - Sensation … Ducking and hiding is not gonna make me go away.

McGee slams the empty can down with the label facing the camera.


BUFFNESS - Your gonna pay for all the years of disrespect … all the years you screwed me over … I’m gonna expose you for the racist fraud you really are!!!

Grabbing a towel and wiping the sweat from his brow Sean glares back into the camera .

BUFFNESS - Did you really think paying Mez to run up on me was gonna stop whats coming to you… did you forget that me and Tobin destroyed him and his partner… Hell you couldn't even hire the good one of the group.

BUFFNESS snatches another can of BUFFBLASTER and downs it before speaking again.

BUFFNESS - Sidney …. You should have said no to the money. I'll see you soon … sooner than you think

BUFFNESS crushes the can in his hand and slams it to the floor as the camera zooms into BUFFBLASTER logo as the scene fades to black.

The camera pans to the announce team.

No Sean don't do this!

Is he really threatning the CEO of OCW?

 

It's a Match!
Natoli Joe vs Ricky The Dragon

The camera pans to the announce team.

He got him!

GOT EEEEEM

Justin Jehst sits upright on a paramedic stretcher with an ice pack over the left side of his face and an attractive female nurse tending to his right eye which has a cut above his brow.

Nurse: Now hold still, this might hurt a little. I’m just going to stitch up this cut.

Justin winces as the needle pierces through his flesh for the first time and proceeds to let the nurse mend his wound.

Justin: What happened out there? All I remember is having my hand raised above my head after my debut win; the lights shining brightly on my handsome face, the sweat dripping down my sufficiently hairy, manly body, only to have it all fade to black in an instant...

The nurse threads the needle through for a third time.

Nurse: Well darlin’, the only thing I saw was a funny little man in purple pants and a fedora walking back up the ramp with a lady under his arm. I’m not much of a wrestlin’ fan so I can’t tell you his name. Maybe you outta check out some footage once your all good to get out of here.

Justin looks quizzically at the nurse, trying to figure out who she was talking about but can’t figure it out based on her vague description.

Justin: You’re right, I’ll need to check out the replay...Whoever did this to the Jehst Man on the night where he was destined to bask in that glorious victory is going to pay... They had no right to take that moment away from me!

Jehst becomes visibly angry but is forced to restrain himself as the facial expression tugs on the nurses thread.

Nurse: Now now, sir, try and sit still while I finish this off.

The nurse finishes the final thread and cuts the line.

Nurse: Ok, there you go. Now don’t do anything silly while your cut heals, ok.

Justin: Thanks, sweetheart. Hey, if you’re not busy after the show, come and join me for a celebratory Mimosa or three. I may need some more healing... Room 203, Wyndam Grand...

Justin stands up, puts the ice pack on the stretcher and walks out of frame as we fade to black.

The camera pans to the announce team.

Careful kid thats how you get sued!

Oh shutup you Wetnapkin!

Scene opens inside a old Victorian style apartment in new york, Alexa Hayes, who is no longer wearing her protective gear, is carrying a vial of liquid toward a DX Racer chair that's in the center of the room. The chair turns around and its Kassidy heavily wrapped in bandages and wearing a Neck Brace.

Kassidy has his DXRacer chair set up in front of two monitors so he can swap between playing OCW 2K18 FRANCHIZE EDITION!, where he plays as himself and UFC 3 where he created himself. He reaches out toward Alexa for the vial.


Alexa: You know if you just healed naturally you wouldn't have to continue to serve them right?

Kassidy: Why would I want to heal naturally? that takes time I don't have.

Kassidy snatches the vial from Alexa,

Kassidy: Next week I have to be back in that area, mocking Mugen and everyone who thought I'd lose this Championship.

Kassidy attempts to point to the OCW Championship, fails to do so and then proceeds to put the vial to his lips drinking its contents entirety,

Kassidy: Sean McGee made fun of me yet lost, HA!

Kassidy: Dupree got lucky!

Kassidy: NO!, Dupree Cheated again to beat Ry....Illuminati. But know this his Championship is inferior to mine. Im the World Champion of OCW and I am a Light Heavyweight so therefore I am the True Light Heavyweight Champion as well.

Kass tosses the vial away,

Kassidy: Then Pugh barely gets a victory over that Dead Rook, Stale Water. How many times do you need to be kicked in the face before you start ducking? Pathetic

Kassidy: Then there is the failure duo in which I have beaten all year, Moooogen and Booby, ha ha ha. Losers the lot of you!

Kassidy: But I think the best part of the Clash, was watching The self professed real Champion Dennis Black nearly lose to that Skinny Elvis impersonator. I think his brand needs rehabbing after squeaking that one out.

Kassidy then proceeds to remove the neck brace and cracks his neck,

Kassidy:
feeling better already.

The camera pans to the announce team.

What a dick!

How dare you sir, HOW DARE YOU!

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