The camera fades in from black, focused on Ijitu Quartz, who is standing proudly with his hands in his khaki pockets... of course, the PRISTINE SUNGLASSES shining from the beam of the light fixture.
As it zooms out, OCW reporter Jim Black holds a microphone, waiting on his cue.
Jim: "Ladies and gentlemen of the OCW universe, thank you so much for tuning into this weeks edition of RIOT!"
The crowd pops as the RIOT theme fades to a low minimum.
Jim: "I hope you all are excited as my next guest is for the upcoming OCW pay-per-view, Savage Lands!"
Jim Black ends his sentence with emphasis as the crowd again pops, eagerly awaiting the event. Quartz is shown nodding his head in approval and raises his right hand upward, flicking his fingers to pump up the OCW crowd, before grabbing Jim's arm and moving his mic to his own face.
Quartz: "Jim! Can you hear that?! Gah' damn, that is music to my ears."
Quartz: "Ahhhh! Gone are the days of mediocrity. Gone are the days of these poor people wasting their hard earned money on trash... Sometimes literally, Jim."
Quartz: "Gone!... Are the days of the wonderful idiots that populate our seats being disrespected so blatantly... It really makes me happy, bub'.
Jim pulls the microphone back to himself.
Jim: "I agree about their enthusiasm for sure. Tell me, Ij.. eyejuh...Ihh-Jehh..."
Quartz: "Jim, don't strain yourself. I know that noggin' of yours is pretty spacious. Just Quartz. Q-U-A-R-T-Z. Got it?"
Jim: "...Quartz... Tell me, you're not booked tonight, do you have any concerns with preparation for your #1 contender tag team match at Savage Lands?"
Quartz peers down at Jim, over his PRISTINE SUNGLASSES and smirks. He looks at his left and right bicep mockingly.
Quartz: "I don't know, Jim. You tell me. You certainly seem like the expert here."
Quartz lifts Jim's arm to investigate his bicep as he says the word 'expert'. Before Jim can respond, Quartz again moves the same arm back to his face.
Quartz: "Of course not. I should have beaten the world's most illegitimate champion last week, if not for the big dinner I had. I told Rusty that Steak n' Eggs before my match was a bad idea."
Jim: "Speaking of which... I'm surprised that Rust Cohle couldn't make it to the interview today."
Quartz: "You know, that's the life for guys like Rusty. Me? I can wake up after a 3 night bender and step inside that ring in top form..."
As Quartz is talking, a very annoyed looking Rust Cohle steps behind him, drawing laughter from the crowd. Jim immediately sees this and tries to signal Quartz, but he doesn't notice.
Quartz: "...For guys like Rusty and Cort Marshall, they need long days of intense preparation. I've had my guy on an intense prep' plan. Thing is, it requires a lot of rest. I mean, a LOT of rest. Jim, see what he does is after each...."
Quartz is interrupted with a very obvious throat clearing. He turns his head around angrily.
Quartz: "I know I'm not being disrupted during an int..."
Rust: "You idiot! I knew you'd pull something like this! Did you really turn my alarm off you stupid gorilla?!"
Quartz: "What are you talking abo...
Rust Cohle flashes Quartz phone in his face.
Rust: "You said you were kidding about that, you oaf! If anyone should be embarrassed, it's ME! I gotta be seen carrying your fat hump of a gut around on a daily basis!"
Quartz halts Cohle's rant by grabbing his arms firmly and grinning.
Quartz: "Ruuusty, Ruuusty, Ruuusty... Look buddy, you're very stressed. You need to get back and prepare for Cort. We need to wear em' down, remember?"
Rust smacks his arms away.
Quartz: "Jim, if you'll excuse us.."
Quartz flashes a finger gun at Jim Black, who is standing in awkward silence. He puts his arm around Rust Cohle's shoulder and the two walk away.
Rust still pushing and shouting at Quartz, who responds in an immature laughter.
Jim: "...Well, fans! I think you and I have both seen in person what C.Q.C. really brings to the, uh, to the table? We'll see if they become more cohesive when they hit the ring as we inch closer and closer to Savage Lands!"
The camera pans to the announce team.
........
Savage Lanfs is gonna be interesting!
The Camera Pans To The Ramp!
The camera pans to the announce team.
That son of a bitch!
Watch your mouth!
Ragnarath walked towards the curtain waiting for his music to hit Stacey walked over.
Stacey: Hey can I get a few words before your match
Ragnarath: Sure what would you like to know?
Stacey: Well this is the second week in a row your main eventing Riot is there more pressure to perform than when you were lower on the card?
Ragnarath: Nah the pressure to perform well is always there no matter where I am on the card both Riot and Turmoil are stacked to the brim with talent you take a night off you get left behind.
Stacey: hmm one more question tonight you face the light heavyweight champ what do you think about him?
Ragnarath: He is a champion and is deserving of my respect but tonight I go out there and try to get the win I will come at him with my very best and see if I can do what no one else has been able to do.
Ragnarath's music began to play he winked at Stacey and stepped through the curtains.
