OCWFED.com Presents Riot

   

The show comes back from a commercial in the medical room, sat up on the treatment table is a dejected Aerith having lost her match earlier on in the night.

In one hand she's holding a bag of ice to the back of her neck and in the other she's texting on her phone.

Aerith:
Please respond…

Her mood begins to build towards frustration and she gets off of the bench and power walks out of the room, making her way through the corridors. She turns right twice and left once. In the distance Valkyrie can be seen finishing a photo shoot for OCWFED.com.

Aerith:
Valk!

Valkyrie appears not to have heard and turns away, Aerith calls out again, this time her friend looks up, scowls and simply walks away.

Aerith:
No way…

She looks down at her phone again, it vibrates and she seems pleased, expecting it to be her husband but instead it's a re-cap of Valkyries strong words at Bubba-Con earlier on. She snarls and slams her phone into the wall, shattering the screen.

She fumes for a moment before the emotional wave washes over her, tears welling up. With embarrassment she looks around desperately for somewhere to go and has to resort to a maintenance closet.

As the door closed a figure looks on just as the cameras begin to fade, Austin Lee with a rye smirk on his face, sipping a coffee.

 

The camera pans to the announce team.

Sad!

She got no one to blame!

 

The camera shows Cort Marshall, leaning on the wall outside Sensation’s office. Upon closer inspection, you can see that he’s fallen asleep standing up. Suddenly, the door opens and out comes Jackson Montgomery!

Jackson:
Nice meeting boss, real good business stuff. Anyway I’m off to eat five pounds of hamburger and shoot fireworks into windows.

We hear Sensation muttering something from inside as Jackson leaves… with Cort still asleep on the wall. The camera lingers as Cort finally wakes up, to notice the now-open door.

Cort:
Sweeet Hoooome Alabammmm… wuzzat…

He shakes the sleep from his head.

Cort:
Damn! Asleep on watch! Un-soldierly conduct, private!

He hears the unmistakable sound of a monster truck revving up... by the time he makes it to the parking lot, all he sees are taillights and smog ordnance violations!

Cort:
This entire night was futile. Just like my life. 

 

The camera pans to the announce team.

Dam!

Hard reality sets in!

It’s been a long day at Bubba Con. Fans have had the opportunity to meet some of their favorites in OCW and things are just about to wrap up. However, there is one more thing left to do….Drago has to make good on his end of the deal with his sister.

He is standing up on the very same podium that Mugen was on earlier in the day, this time with the Beat Drago Club insignia ripped out.

Dragana, Bubba and Johnny Law are standing up on stage with him, basking in what’s going to be a hilarious moment. Drago touches the mic with his index finger.


Drago: Test. Is test.

Drago turns to his family and groans. He turns back to the raucous crowd.

Drago: Can I take raincheck?

Fan #1: DO IT, YOU P****!

Fan #2: NO REDOOOOOOOOOOOS!!!!!

Johnny closes in on Drago and whispers something.

Johnny: I have altered the deal once. Pray I don’t alter it any further.

He laughs like a hyena as he takes a few steps back.

The hunter buries his face on the podium. The realization starts setting in. What if he wasn’t The World’s Greatest Hunter anymore? Was he….The Second Greatest Hunter?

Drago (muttering): Stupid bet.

He picks his head back up as he starts to make his speech.

Drago: All right, all right. You all wanted me to do this, so fine. I made bet with my family, and I lose. So now I have to do this. I. Drago Cesar, would like to formal announce…..

He looks over at Dragana, who is biting her lips in excitement.

Drago: That my sister Dragana…..

The crowd hits a fever pitch as several start to yell at him to say it.

Drago: Due to winning Women’s Championship and defeating rabbit….

Fan #3: SAAAAYYY IIIIIITTTTT!!!!

Drago: Ugh…..

Fan #4: COME OOOOOOONNNNNNN!!!!

Drago: Is the better hunter.

Everyone in attendance starts going nuts. The fans are hooting and hollering, Bubba is lying on the ground rolling around, and Dragana is jumping for joy. Everyone is heppi. Except Drago of course. He steps away from the podium.

Drago: Well. Least it can’t get any worse right?

In the midst of all the craziness, a single figure starts dashing toward the stage. Drago’s heart sinks when he realizes who it is; his long-time frenemy, Mugen. He steps up to the podium with a box.

Mugen: I got back just in time! Ladies and gentlemen, remember when I said we had no new inductions for this year?

Drago grits his teeth in anger.

Mugen: So sorry…...but…………..I LIED!

Mugen opens the box to reveal a Beat Drago Club leather jacket, with the logo on the back of it. He turns to Dragana and offers it to her.

Mugen: Under normal circumstances, this wouldn’t even be possible, but as per Article 37b, Rule Nintendo 64, we have our FIRST female member of the club!

An ecstatic Dragana takes the jacket and almost cries. Mugen turns to Drago and hands him a Sakuraba’s gift card.

Mugen: Thanks for attending the seminar, old sport.

Drago: Yeah….sure…..

Dragana puts on the jacket and walks up to her brother. Drago sighs as he is met with an unexpected hug from his sister. He lightly taps her shoulder as he looks around, wanting to do nothing with any of this.

Dragana: ...Thank you……

In an instant, all the feelings of shame and embarrassment washed away. Drago extended his arms and hugged his sister back.

Fin

The camera pans to the announce team.

What a Con!

They didn't even save me a LANYARD!

 

It's a Match!
Quartz vs H20

The camera pans to the announce team.

OUTTA NO WHERE!

RIGHT IN THE BREAD BASKET, FIGHT ME!!!!!

 

 

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