The cameras cut backstage as we see Tyson walking back to the locker room after his match with Telos.
All of a sudden, he hears pipes falling down once again. Jusrt like the other time. Seems like someone is creeping on him.
He is getting pissed off and is tired of all that bullspit, he goes straight ahead to find out what is going on.
As soon as he turns the corner, he feels someone sneaking behind him.
BOOM. Too late. Here is Cohle, lead pipe in hand. Tyson falls out cold. Rust finally did it, he put the Cyborg down in front of him.
Rust: AHAH you didn't see that coming huh ?! Ahah you thought I was scared of you ?? Now let's see who's got the last laugh.
Rust:
That's also a warning for you Quartz, wherever you might be! But I got an idea..
Cohle turns himself to the entrance hall, thinking about going to the ring.
He makes his way to the ring. People are booing him. He is looking behind him, he seems concerned about letting Cyborg back there.
Stands in the middle of the ring, grabs a mic.
Rust: Shut up! I dont care if you are not happy! This is a message for Cyborg and you as well Quartz!
Rust:
You my friends, you'll see who is going to steal this show. This is my time. Riot, Turmoil, PPVs.. Nothing of this matters.
Rust: At Wrestlution, there is no more hiding! I WILL come out on top, and I WILL shock the wrestling business!
Rust:
Everybody is going to talk about that moment!
Rust:
It's all about ME!
Rust: Next Saturday, Triple threat match. Buckle your seatbelts cause..
The big screen is suddenly showing backstage as we can see the pipe on the floor.. But no Tyson on the floor.
Cyborg is up on the stage, veins all over is body and face, looking furious.
He is looking to murder Rusty. Cohle drops the mic and run through the crowd like a pu###. Looks like he bit off more than he should have ever chew..
The camera pans to the announce team.
Well Jeez!
He is all hopped up on Mountain Dew
We pan into the backstage area where a space has been set aside for the Clark Effect with OUR World Heavyweight Champion Kassidy Hayes.
The area has been set up with various screens displaying the Clark Effect Logo and two tall director style chairs.
Stacy: Any idea when the Champ is going to g…
Before she can finish her thought Kassidy Hayes and Ryu Matsumoto swagger onto the set.
RYU: BEGONE THOT!
Stacy is dumbfounded as Kass and Spider have stormed the stage.
Kass: I refuse! To do an interview with this Slanderous THOT.
Stacy: Wha-
RYU: BEGONE THOT!
Kass: She took my Fasha to court and tried to have him sued, but THE LAW prevailed and my Fasha was cleared of all charges!
Kass: THEREFORE I will be interviewed by my fasha on the TRASH EFFECT.
RYU: BEGONE THOT!
Stacy massages the bridge of her nose.
Stacy: I don’t need to put up with this TRASH!.
Stacy gets up as all the screens now display Trash Effect Logos instead
RYU: So Kass, how does it feel going into Wrestlution facing the second worst wrestler on the roster, the first NATURALLY being Mugen.
Kass: Honestly, all the “top” guys are afraid to take a L from the CHAMP so of course the worst scrounge their way up to challenge but without a doubt in my mind, I am going to walk out of Wrestlution still champ like I know you will defeat Mugen.
RYU: Very good, very good, HOWEVER lets not dance around the fact that we are the two most popular wrestlers on the roster, we are MUST SEE TTT-V.
Kass: That has never changed, We MAIN EVENTED Wrestlution last year and this year you’ll,
RYU: Oh, I’ll be having a match through time and space,
Kass: and I’ll be beating K.D. from pillar to post because the bigger they are, the HARDER they fall.
RYU: YEE YEE YEE YEE, That’s my son.
Kass: All I have heard is K.D. is getting tired of coming out the ring and beating people up, that he is getting old, that he might retire; well he should have retired because now he doesn’t get to leave on his own accord.
Kass: SISSY! Wherever you are, look at me now while I address you.
Kass: I am the Emperor of Everything, the OCW World Heavyweight Champion, the Best goddamn Light heavyweight there is on this roster, and no matter the stipulation or the setting I am going to end your career just like I was the first man to ever SUCCESSFULLY defend his championship in the chamber.
Kass: People in attendance and watching from home will see me to be Thanos as I snap my fingers and you cease to exist in the same mortal plane as I.
Kass: you will know your muscles and size can not save you from this fate; Your wife will need to be artificially inseminated because you will no longer be a man.
Kass: I am going to turn you into a whimpering and scared hulk that will be petrified to ever step into a wrestling ring again due to the fear of having myself step in across from you.
Kass & RYU: FACS!
The camera pans to the announce team.
THEY AREN'T EVEN RELATED!!!!
Who are you to tell someone they aren't family. Disgusting, thats why you live with your grand ma!
The Camera Pans To The Ramp!
The crowd boos heavily as Quartz paces around the ring, his usual grin replaced with a frustrated stare.
After taking in all the boos, he slants his head down, staring at the center of the ring, before moving the mic up to his mouth slowly.
Quartz: "You know, these last few weeks have been a real bitch."
The OCW Universe cheers as images of Quartz losing his last 2 matches come to memory.
Quartz: "...Trust me, I know. It's been almost as bad for me as it has been for you.
Quartz:
You wonderful idiots have had to watch the same boring material for years, and now here we have talent, and that talent has been pinned twice in as many weeks."
Quartz again lowers the mic to the cheers of the crowd.
Quartz: "I have to admit, I haven't been the most concentrated.... What with roidberg and that moron Cohle constantly standing in my way.
Quartz:
It seems like they're the source of my distractions and my losses as of late."
Quartz: "...So the only way to correct this, the only way to give you people what you truly deserve, is to eliminate both of those clowns once and for all... It's not my fault."
Quartz: "You probably saw me 2 weeks ago. In fact I know you did.
Quartz:
You can't do a gah' damn thing around here without some nosey camera men pushing controversy into your face."
Quartz stares up at the tron, as his proposition to Tyson Wagner replays on the screen in front of him.
Afterwards, we see him standing alone, in the center of the ring, mic in hand. That same determined look remains on his face.
Quartz: "That's not what you believe it was. You see, I realized these distractions were going to hurt me weeks ago when they started.
Quartz:
Back on Riot 500 even. Can you believe that psycho Rusty followed me back to my locker room, harassing me?"
Quartz: "Tyson? You were supposed to take out that annoying little rat for me so I could focus on entertaining these... people."
Quartz: "No. But you messed up. You really want what you asked for in the beginning? Fine.
Quartz:
I can think of a great place to eliminate both you and Cohle and continue my actual job here."
The crowd pops, knowing exactly where Quartz is going with his boring monologue.
Quartz: "Wrestlution 12. I know you probably know as I do that neither of you two clowns belong on such a stage, but I will do you the favor of gracing this ring with me again."
Quartz: "As an example, I'm going to show you exactly what you're in for. This hopeless lucha-snore they've booked me against is going to be the punching bag I need to show you idiots what I'm really made of."
Quartz: "...Because once you see.... It's not. My...."
Quartz is suddenly interrupted by his opponents entrance music and the crowd pops heavily, hearing Ligermask's theme. Quartz snaps his head around to the ramp, annoyed at the interruption.
Ijitu Quartz vs Ligermask
The camera pans to the announce team.
Ouch!
Right in the studdabaker!
The camera shifts to the backstage area, where medics are attending to someone on a stretcher.
Medic #1: “It seems as though you’ve suffered a few fractured ribs, but we’re going to need to transport you to the hospital to be sure.”
Telos sits up quickly, grabbing his injured midsection.
Ignoring the medics, he snatches off his neck brace and pushes everyone around him away with force.
Telos: “Get the hell off of me! I don’t need this stretcher and I don’t need a damn doctor either!”
As he gets off the stretcher, Telos tries to walk away from the medics. After taking two steps, he falls to the ground in agony.
Medic #2: “Telos, you have to calm down. You could make your injury worse, just relax!”
Telos takes a few deep breaths before standing up again.
Telos: “Fine. Cyborg got the best of me tonight. I have to admit that. I can appreciate solid opposition.”
Telos: “What I don’t appreciate is being put out of commission.”
Telos: “I know Tyson has his eye on Wrestlution, and rightfully so, but I got my eye on him.”
Medic #1: “ Wait, what? Who are you talking to?”
He catches a menacing glance from Telos before slowly backing out of view.
Telos: “He can have his fun with Rust and Ijit….Ijam….Quartz, but after Wrestlution, the Heavyweight division is going to get hectic.”
Telos kicks over the stretcher and walks towards the arena exit, with medics trailing behind him.
The camera fades before the next segment…..
The camera pans to the announce team.
I mean at least let them use the GAUZE!
HE DON'T NEED NO GAUZE!
The scene fades into a hotel room. Justin Jehst sits on a leather couch in a fluffy gold and black robe, sipping on his favourite drink; a mimosa.
On the coffee table in front of him lies a bunch of paperwork, some clipboards, and an open laptop.
He puts his glass down on the coffee table before pick up a clipboard and flicking through it before thumbing a number into his phone and putting it up to his ear.
He waits for the call to be answered.
Jehst: Ms. Elsa! How are you this evening? Are you watching RIOT? It’s been a banger of a show so far, even without Hollywood Money on the card!
Elsa: Hello, Mr. Justin. I have not watch RIOT tonight, I’m too busy organising for you the party for Turmoil! I have lights, and food, and drinks all sorted for you. Just a few more thing to do!
Justin leans back into the couch.
Jehst: You’re a gem, Elsa, thank you! This will be a grand reveal for “Bang Bang Brazil”! I can’t wait!
Elsa: I know this very important to you, Mr. Justin, I won’t let you down.
Justin takes another swig of his drink.
Jehst: You haven’t so far. I trust you with this, Elsa.
Elsa: I’m very excite for this party, Mr. Justin! Did you need me for something else?
Justin responds cheekily.
Jehst: I just wanted to hear your voice.
She responds bluntly, but in a playful tone.
Elsa: Goodbye, Mr. Justin. Enjoy your mimosa’s; I know you have one with you.
Justin smiles as she hangs up, and the scene fades to black.
The camera pans to the announce team.
JEHST MAN!!!!
You sucking up to Jehst won't get you a walk on part, so stop it!
