Doc Green, who was seated near the announcers table winces and jumps to his feet to protect his partner. Tre Golden, still dazed from Yer Ma’s Favorite Knee, rolls out of the ring. The referee continues to call for the bell to try and stop the madness.
Quartz and Rust Cohle stand over the crushed Antonio Everrett and as Green slides into the ring and tries his very best to help his partner. Cohle points at him, recalling that dropkick Doc delivered earlier in the night.
Cohle drops Doc Green before he can get to his feet with a Buckshot clothesline. Quartz and Rust Cohle shout something inaudible at one another and both of them work Uncrowned into the corner, delivering blows to the face and body the whole way to the opposite corners.
The champions both viciously whip Doc Green and Antonio Everrett towards each other, causing them to violently crash into each other and fall to the mat. Quartz’ face is shown holding such anger. Cohle shakes his head and points up in the air. Quartz slowly lifts Antonio on his shoulders and Cohle positions a steel chair on the mat in the middle of the ring.
Before Quartz can deliver the Black Phoenix on the steel chair, a large powerful hand grabs the leg of Antonio, pulling him off Quartz shoulder and outside of the ring. Tre Golden stands on the apron… CQC approach him and stare him down.
The 3 men inaudibly exchange words in an intense moment, before anything happens between Golden and the tag team champions, a flying Doc Green crossbodies both members of CQC and the 3 men roll out of the ring, brawling and throwing hands. Antonio Everett gets to his feet and joins the brawl, pure chaos erupting at ringside.
Voice: ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ENOUGH OF THIS.
The 4 continue to throw punches and attack one another as the camera shoots up to the stage ramp to see an irate Mr. Sensation and 8-10 security staff marching down the ramp.
Mr. Sensation: ALL FOUR OF YOU RAGGEDY BITCHES! ENOUGH!
The security staff make their way to ringside and separate CQC and the Uncrowned. With no end of the brawls in sight, Mr. Sensation lays down the law.
Mr. Sensation: I did not spend 4 years putting rings together in a high school gym so that you four morons could disrupt my show at every opportunity! Get them out of here.
The staff split up the two groups and Sensation stands on the steel stairs, watching the two teams being dragged up the stage ramp. As Mr. Sensation begins to speak, the two teams stop their swinging and resisting and look up at Sensation in the ring.
Mr. Sensation: I am sick of all of this crap, first Valkyrie is being jackass, Quartz is some kind of Cowboy, Rusty is French and now this! I hope you all had your fill of foolishness, because IT ENDS RIGHT NOW. FAME doesn't run the show! I DO! and you 4 are going to learn exactly just what the hell that means.
Mr. Sensation: You aren’t getting your rematch at Certified Greatness, Uncrowned! YOU LOST. MOVE ON.
Mr. Sensation: And CQC? For almost a damn year now I’ve had to watch you two idiots run around like you own the place and I’ve had enough. You aren’t facing The Uncrowned at Certified Greatness.
Mr. Sensation: There’s someone back there. There’s one person who DESPITE YOUR RAGGEDY BITCH TACTICS, was able to pound the two of you into a find pile of piss and rookie tears.
Mr. Sensation: At Certified Greatness, you will defend the tag team championships not against Uncrowned… but against TYSON WAGNER AND KD. THE INCEPTION.
The crowd pops at the decision is made, and Mr. Sensation caps off the announcement in only the way he knows how.
Mr. Sensation: And before any of you think of ruining my Main Event… You’re all 4 banned from the arena for the night! Now get these wannabe rookies out of my building! You 3 are done for the night! GET EM OUT OF HERE! AND QUARTZ STRAP IN BECAUSE YOU FACE ONE HALF OF THE INCEPTION, BIG KD!
The crowd cheers as “The World is Yours” plays through the speakers. Mr. Sensation shakes his head and follows security up the ramp as the camera fades to black.
The arena erupts into a chorus of boos as we see Telos standing in the center of the ring, mic in hand. He waits for the crowd to finish, arms crossed with a serious look on his face.
Telos: Are we done guys?
The crowd continues to jeer loudly.
Telos: Cool. Thanks. Now normally I don't let this kind of thing get to me. But to be quite honest, I'm sick of the hypocrisy.
Telos: I've been in OCW for close to a year now, and when I lose, all I hear is “He's not that good”. And when I'm winning its, “... Yeah, but he just doesn't do it for me”.
Telos: I've beaten rookies. I've beaten vets. I've given solid performances against some of the best to ever step foot in this organization. And yet… None of that matters. NOTHING matters, until you get that gold around your waist.
Telos: Now, it seems like you only get respect based on who your friends are, or the wave of nostalgia covering the crowd when your music hits. But that gold? Trumps it ALL. So I plan on making myself very acquainted with the Pride Championship in abo-
Telos is interrupted by the strains of Jane by Jefferson Starship echoing through the arena, and the resulting pop. Cort may be a fixture on television, but the people are still happy to see him! He nods to the crowd before raising the mic in his hand and pointing at Telos.
Cort: You sure make a lot of big claims… that’s the thing with rookies, isn’t it. You talk like you want it all, walk like you have it all… but do you deserve it?
He looks to the crowd.
Cort: Let me answer that for you.
Cort: Heyull to the no! Every week it’s a new edgelord, buddy, get in line. You’re not special. You’re not a big deal. You can’t just show up and demand that the people of OCW bend to your will. That’s FAME’s angle, and even they don’t deserve to do that! So cool off the ego, son.
Telos: I wouldn't call it ego, Marshall. I'd call it work. I work to make sure everyone here knows just who the hell I am. I work to keep my name on the card. And I worked to put your damn neck through the mat, or maybe you've forgotten that too?
Cort throws his hands up.
Cort: Congrats, you beat me! It’s not a very exclusive club! But you know what is an exclusive club? People who’ve stayed in OCW for more than a year. Are you going to be one of those people? Or are you just yet another fart in the wind? A big, nasty, admittedly dangerous fart… but a fart no less.
Telos: You know, you're the case to my point, Marshall. What happens when you lose the only criteria that makes you something in this company. AWOL loses the Riot Tag Titles to Ischizo Quartz and his trusty sidekick. No gold. Shep whoops your ass and becomes Pride Champion. No friends. And now you're here, trying to be a roadblock to my Endgame, two seconds away from getting that neck shattered all because you have…. Wait for it…. No respect!
Cort: That so! Then why don’t we have another match. See if the Powers that Be can throw one in the schedule. You win, you prove your point. You quit after losing, you prove mine. Either way, I get to punch you in the face for calling me a clown! Good deal, huh?
Suddenly, the crowd changes their tune, booing. Cort looks confused.
Cort: What, come on. You can’t just decide to like the guy now. He was all hooked up with that slimeball Dillinger! He tried to end Tayy’s career! And most importantly, he never shuts his goddamn m--
Ironically, it’s Cort’s mouth that is shut… by the arm of Maxwale uppercutting him in the jewels from behind! It’s an echo of the match with Kassidy Hayes as Cort crumples to the ramp, clutching his plums. Maxwale smiles a scumbag smile before returning from whence he came, as the crowd boo this cowardly assault!
Telos laughs in the ring, mocking Cort’s misfortune. He looks around the arena shrugging his shoulders.
Telos: You guys see what I mean?
Telos leaves the ring and walks up the ramp, pausing next to the prone wrestler. He lays a boot into Cort’s side, stepping on his ribs as he leans over him.
Telos: Challenge accepted.
Telos drops the mic on Cort’s head, as he continues his walk to backstage.
K.D. ANGELO vs QUARTZ
The scene opens in the backstage area. Stacy Clark is standing next to Valkyrie.
Stacy Clark: Valkyrie, your match tonight was supposed to be an Extreme Rules match. Neither you nor your opponent used weapons though. The f…?
Valkyrie: It was a No DQ match indeed. In fact, we spent a lot more than 10 seconds at ringside. Thing is, Our Hero has been trying to get myself injured for three weeks now: a Handicap match, a Tables match, an Extreme Rules match…
Valkyrie: But I've always found a way to circumvent his stipulations because I am smarter than him. And tonight, I made sure my opponent didn't have the chance to use any sorts of weapons.
Stacy Clark: Valkyrie, Our Hero has called you a “menace to society” on Social Media. Do you agree with that?
Valkyrie: Me?
Valkyrie smiles innocently. In that moment you realize she is the most pure and delicate creature to ever walk the Earth.
Ashley Moore: It's her! Arrest her!
Valkyrie: What the…
Ashley Moore irrupts in the scene accompanied by two police officers. They quickly surround Valkyrie and handcuff her, as she glares at them still flabbergasted.
Police Officer: You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law…
Valkyrie: What is going on here?
Police Officer: You are under arrest for assault and domestic violence.
Ashley Moore: That's right! This little bitch of a roommate hit me in the face the other night!
Ashley shows the officer and the camera her bruised eye.
Our Hero enters the scene. He looks at Valkyrie’s handcuffs with a look of despise on his face. Meanwhile Ashley starts sobbing pathetically.
Our Hero: Last week you refused to do the job I pay you to do on Riot. On Turmoil you got involved in Blaine's match on Turmoil.
Our Hero:
And on top of that You hit this poor, innocent, slightly stupid Woman in the face....
Our Hero: You really are a menace to society...Throw the book at this Tiny Thot!
Valkyrie: These charges are complete bs! That's not a bruise, it's eye shadow! I never touched her outside of a wrestling ring. I'll be out of jail in six hours, just like in GTA San Andreas.
Our Hero: WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN???!!!!!? Oh now you are disrespecting the authorities as well? You are a danger for MY company and for MY talents, such as the lovely Ashley Moore here.
Ashley starts sobbing even louder, pretending to be in pain. Valkyrie simply smiles defiantly.
Valkyrie: I see what's going on. You have a thing for blonde bitches, right Sensation? Moore is one of them, but I wonder where your actual favourite blonde bitch is right now…
Valkyrie: You know who I'm talking about, right? Tiberius Dupree...
Ashley slaps Valkyrie in the face!
Valkyrie tries to fight back but the police officers quickly get in the way of her and Ashley. They tackle Valkyrie and they keep her still on the ground.
Our Hero: How dare you! I gave you the privilege of being an OCW star and what do you do?! You walked out of a Tables match, you purposely sabotaged an Extreme Rules match these people paid to see!
Our Hero: You really leave me no choice Sara you don't listen, and you have the audacity to say you are smarter than me? Understand this little girl just when you think you have all the answers I change the questions. You are a spoiled, entitled, and seemingly violent brat.
Our Hero: You have no place here..Riot...as of this moment you are Suspended from RIOT!!!!
Valkyrie: I don't know why you are doing this to me. And I don't know when all of this is going to end. All I know that my heart is pure and I'm not afraid to make a stand for what I believe in.
Our Hero: Your heart is as black as my soul little girl. And while you spell a night in The Tombs(Central Booking NYC) I will leave you a parting gift, Next Week on Turmoil you will face Dragana IN THE CELL!!!
Our Hero:
And if Belle, Empress, Ashley Blaine, Aerith your mother ANYONE gets involved they will be FIRED. If you try to weasel you way out of it or for the 4th time ruin a match these good people paid to see YOU WILL BE FIRED! You are going to learn the hard way Sara, THIS IS MY WORLD AND YOU ARE JUST PAYING RENT
Our Hero: Get this woman out of here, officers!
The policemen drag Valkyrie away from Moore and Mr. Sensation, as she keeps struggling to break free from the cuffs like she was possessed by a demon.
Valkyrie: Moore! You better find yourself a new apartment! If I get out and find you, I will kill you!
The scene opens on the P3 soundstage with the spotlight on Mugen, wearing his usual suit attire, but this time with organza MMA gloves on his hands. The soundstage is adorned with punching bags and furniture randomly strewn about.
Mugen: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to th-
Mugen literally puts on his thinking cap and strokes his chin.
Mugen: This isn’t quite right. Old sport? Where are you?
The feed suddenly transitions to what looks to be the inside of a plane. Drago Cesar is seen standing next to one of the doors. Wearing a helmet, a parachute, and his own pair of MMA gloves. He waves to the camera before he rips the door open. Trying to maintain his balance, he slowly lifts his arms into the air and does a Shooting Star Press off the plane, flipping repeatedly as he descends.
Drago: AAAAIIIIIUUUUGGGHHHHHH!!!!!
As he gets closer to the soundstage, he tries pulling the cord on his parachute, but it fails to launch.
Drago: SHEEEEEEEETTTTTT!!!!!
“Fred Durst”: YOU CAN DO IT!
The camera pans back to Mugen as he’s looking around. He shrugs. Suddenly, Drago comes crashing through the roof and through Mugen’s desk. Mugen looks at the crowd and then back at Drago. The “Best in the World” lets a cough out before he quickly stands back up and brushes himself off. Mugen and the studio audience clap while Drago bows.
Mugen: Excellent. Excellent form old sport.
“Fred Durst” pulls up a sign that says “9.4/10”. Drago removes the parachute off his back and stands next to Mugen.
Mugen: My crazy stuntastic pal here is Drago.
Drago: He is Lord Mugen.
Together: AND WE ARE P3!
Mugen presses a button on his desk that goes BEW BEW BEW BEW like a Jamaican airhorn but its actually Drago going BEW BEW BEW BEW last week at the studio.
Mugen: So last week, we had an esteemed guest in Iron Mike Tyson. He taught us how to be vicious and you know what? It was just in time for my match this week with Harvey. This week……
Drago: We have another great guest for you fans.
Drago looks over at Mugen.
Drago: Who we have on P3 Bonanza?
Mugen starts drumming on the desk. “Fred Durst” follows up by doing this on his microphone while Drago and Bubba also start drumming on Mugen’s desk.
Mugen: BAS RUTTEN!
Drago: OH MY GAH MY OTHER HERO
Bas Rutten enters from behind the curtains of the P3 Soundstage and starts making his way over to Mugen and Drago.
Drago slowly approaches with his arms out looking for a hug but Bas readies himself for an attack with his patented self-defense techniques. Drago recognizes this and jumps himself into the couch which forces the couch to burst into bits.
Bubba growls in Dutch.
Mugen comes up to Bas with his hand held out for handshake. Bas takes his hand and puts him in a hammerlock.
Bas: As you see, I take his arm and then i bring my elbow down and BOOM I can break it.
Mugen: AH NO I COME IN PEACE. I WANT NO TROUBLE.
Bas releases the lock and laughs as he pats a sweaty Mugen on the back.
Mugen: We brought you on to the show because we have been having problems with some old friends of ours who are now enemies.
Drago: MatsudaaaaAaaAAaaAAhHHHaaHHHHH
Mugen: Yes him and Trash Matsumoto. Old friends but better enemies. Please, Mr. Rutten we brought you here to get us in physical and mental shape.
Bas: Well first thing you have to remember, Fighting is easy to understand. You just hit the guy as hard as you can.
Mugen and Drago are both furiously taking notes as Bas continues with his famous quotes.
Bas: It is better to do too much than to do too little.
Mugen and Drago are still furiously nodding and taking notes.
Bas: Everybody knows a guillotine choke, and most know how to get to one. But if you can create a different way to get to that choke, then you're going to surprise people. However, that will only happen one time, because once it gets used that one time, everyone will see that and start to train for it.
Mugen: Can you help us learn some techniques from your patented self defense?
With a big smile on his face, Bas nods and moves closer to Mugen.
Bas: Drago, I will demonstrate for you one of my popular techniques.
Bas: First you chop him in the neck. BING
Bas grabs Mugen by the arm and pretends to pop him in the neck.
Bas: Then you go BONG
Bas pretends to hammerfirst Mugen on the head as he is still holding Mugen down by his neck.
Bas: Then you slam his face into the desk like so. BING
Bas pretends to grab Mugen by the head and lightly smushes his face on the desk.
Bas: See! Very easy.
Voice out of Nowhere: FREEZE! POLICE!
Mugen, Drago and Bas turn around to see 2 police officers with tazers drawn. They instinctively put their hands up in the air.
Drago: Don’t taze me bro!
Mugen: What seems to be the problem officers?
Officer #1: We are here to apprehend Drago Cesar because he is a suspect in the sexual assault of South Carolina Governor, Ryu Matsumoto.
Mugen: Those are lies! HE DID NOTHING WRONG!
Drago: Calm down comrade. I know we did nothing. I go with police and tell them calmly.
Mugen sighs and does not attempt to interfere with the police activities.
Bas: Remember what I taught you earlier tonight Drago.
Drago nods as a police officer attempts to put the handcuffs on Drago. Drago turns around and grabs the police officer by the arm and chops him on the neck.
Drago: BING
Drago starts punching the police officer in the head…..
Drago: BONG BONG BONG BONG BONG.
Mugen is horrified at what is going on while Bas smiles in approval.
Drago attempts to smash the police officers face into the desk but the second officer comes in with his tazer and subdues Drago with it on full blast.
This exclusive interview was recently posted on www.prowrestlingpixelated.com earlier this morning by Michael DeVine.
Michael: Tiberius, where do you see OCW five years from now, what do you think of the current OCW talent?
Dupree: Good question, I see it once again being the pinnacle of professional wrestling as it was 5-6 years ago. I say once again because right now...currently, it’s a recurring bad joke in a bad anime series starring a bad voice actor. But see that’s all my fault really….
Michael: Your fault, very interesting, explain?
Dupree: See Overness Meets Greatness started all the nonsensical craziness that gave birth to the over the top shenanigans you see in the OCW today. We brought forth the idea that in OCW any and everything can happen. And it did…I did everything and anything you can imagine.
Dupree: All these young rookies and talent coming up in the industry saw that, they saw me as the Galactic Galavanter, they saw me pieing my face for their entertainment.
Then they saw my Betterness enter the Hall of Fame. So you see Michael, I’m the reason the young talent are inept at being professional wrestlers, there is only one Tiberius Octavian Dupree in OCW...
Michael: Really? Some would say OCW is the greatest it’s ever been, viewership is up, sold out arenas across the world and one of the best selling video games on the market.
Kassidy Hayes and Drago Cesar broke countless professional wrestling records, the likes of Valkyrie and Bobby Minio reaching….
Dupree: Reaching what….reaching for their participation trophies?! This is why FAME is using its power and influence to shove adversity down the privileged throats of the mediocrity that is the current OCW roster.
Dupree: The fact that Bobby Minio is a champion of any kind shows you the state of OCW, when you had the likes of myself, Paul Pugh and Nate Ortiz still lacing up everyday he was an afterthought on the bottom of Matsuda’s boot.
Don’t even get me started on Valkyrie, she’s no Casey Paine, she’s no Sara Sykes in a male dominant world, for Christ sake she hasn’t even done what KAT has done for women’s wrestling, yet she’s EVERYONE’S favorite and the future of the division? What hurdles did she ever have to overcome to earn that right? NONE!
Michael: There’s that Ambition and passion your so famous for. Can you tell me what your relationship is with Paul Pugh and Nate Ortiz? Do you still answer to Mr. Sensation?
Dupree: What are you uninformed Michael? Of course I still answer to Sensation, everyone answers to Sensation. He knows me, Paul and Nate always have OCW’s best interests at heart, always and forever.
As for my relationship with Paul and Nate, I don’t know how many phreaking times I have to say it. We aren’t friends, we aren’t a “faction” or whatever you call Inception, we represent everything that is right in professional wrestling, everything that is OCW to its core.
