Tyson Wagner is spotted backstage reading a magazine in a very deja vu moment. He keeps peeking around a familiar corner… The same corner where Rust Cohle was waiting with a led pipe one year ago. Tyson laughs to himself thinking back at how long ago it seems.
Tyson continues to read on before poking his head up, just feeling the presence of someone behind him.
Walking down the hallway, the very same man that approached him with a villainous proposition before the last Wrestlution walks forward.
Quartz: Howdy, pardner.
The country twang of Ijitu Quartz is forced out, much to the chagrin of Tyson Wagner. Wagner turns to face Quartz, gently placing the magazine down on the equipment box he was resting on.
Quartz: I get the feelin’ you are thinkin’ you’re gonna top me tonight, Tyson Wagner. The Sahhh-Boooorggg.
Quartz winces over the forced midwestern accent. It confounds Tyson for a moment.
Cyborg: I didn’t believe it when Harvey told me you went Brokeback Mountain. I beat the sense out of you and Rust so bad that this is what you turned into? Hmph.
Cyborg: ..and to answer your question, I don’t have feelings like most of you civilians. So I can’t possibly understand why you “feel” like I’m going to top you.
Cyborg: I’ve done that already. Now I want to soften you up before Certified Greatness.
Cyborg checks behind him. He then turns around to check over Quartz’s left shoulder. Cyborg moves his head to check over Quartz’s right shoulder.
Quartz: HEY! The whole darn show is right here. What are you looking for?
Cyborg: For a real fight. Get out of my way!
Cyborg shoves Cowboy Quartz out of the way while almost knocking off his hat. In a moment almost mirroring the one from last year, Quartz stands alone in the hall murmuring to himself ahead of his match with Tyson Wagner.
The X-Tron Flashes On!
OCW Hall of Famer Tiberius Octavian Dupree is undoubtedly livid. He’s in an undisclosed location reviewing a particular segment from last week’s Riot. This segment involves OCW Pride Champion Bobby Minio literally defacing FAME merchandise and letting it get ripped apart by rabid normies.
A multitude of OCW Officials are watching Dupree rewind repeatedly a section where Minio signs over his face with a sharpee. After a minute of this Dupree suddenly clicks his heels and spins around to face the staff, his golden locks glistening with rage. He stills himself with a deep sigh.
Dupree: Somehow, some way you did the exact opposite of what I’ve asked from every single one of you. It was a simple job, keep the troglodyte chipping at stone till his spirit broke and he leaves like he always does…
Dupree: Instead you allowed budget Che Gueva to put his Hancock all over our merchandise and give it to these marks for phreaking free….
Dupree walks back and forth like a drill sergeant issuing orders to his incompetent troops. A couple of them sweating or tapping their feet nervously.
OCW Official: But...but sir you know this place is a madhouse, how could we possibly…
Dupree cuts him of with a perfectly manicured finger to the official’s chapped lips.
Dupree: What I DO know isssss….that you no longer work here.
He snaps the perfectly manicured fingers on his left hand and two larger OCW officials pick the man up by the arms and escort him out.
Dupree: Where was I, yes see I’ve kept my part of this mutually beneficial agreement, you’ve all been compensated adequately for your “overtime” work on this “special” project, am I right?
They all nod eagerly as they all obviously want to keep their jobs.
Dupree: So what I’m going to need from each and every single one of you is to look deep inside yourselves, find the courage, find the bravery, find that last reserve of gusto and harness that power...harness all of it!
Some of them actually buy into the hype speech and look inside themselves, others just nod to get this over with.
Dupree: Now use all that power you just harnessed from deep inside yourselves…..
Dupree: On not being colossal failures at phreaking life!
Dupree: I gave you the goddamn lemons all you had to do was make the goddamn lemonade...instead I get a tall glass of Bobby Minio sized moose scat!
The purest of spittle flies from Dupree’s mouth and lands on the cheek of a chubby official.
Dupree: Now I can’t possibly fire every single one of you...soooo what I’m going to do is help you….help you rectify this situation. I’m thinking it’s about time for a different strategy moving forward.
The universe’s most beautiful thinking emoji.
Dupree: Here’s the plan, I want you to stop Bobby Minio’s disgusting proclivity to rile up normies to feed his pathetic ego, at least for one night, can you manage that?!
The OCW Officials don’t look to happy but nod in agreement again.
Dupree: Whatever you do...DO NOT let him talk on a microphone, I don’t care if he threatens to eat your children, DO NOT let him run his face. Now go!
Without hesitation the gaggle of officials scurry out the room. Dupree picks up a clipboard from the nearby table, on the clipboard is a layout of next week’s Riot card. He cracks his classic half smile as the camera fades to black.
A.C. COBRA vs KALIX EASTBROOKE
The scene opens in the Backstage Area.
Alyssa Winters is standing next to Jim Black
Jim Black: A convincing win tonight, Alyssa. Any comments?
Alyssa Winters: Tonight I proved that I'm the best at everything I do. Doesn't matter if it is trickshotting noobs on Nuketown, solo healing a team of bronze in Overwatch or defeating wrestlers inside of an OCW ring.
Alyssa Winters: Don't get me wrong. I believe Zoe was a tough opponent. A lot tougher than Terra Daturas. But hey, at the end of the day I emerged victorious.
Jim Black: I don't want to go there, but I have to. Your friend, Valkyrie, was recently suspended from Riot. What do you…
Alyssa Winters: Sarah is a big girl alright? Well, not literally, but you get what I'm saying. She knew what she was doing. I tried to tell her that her relationship with that hippy pig Terra was going to hurt her in the end, but no! She didn't listen!
Alyssa Winters: Matter of fact, she never listen. She never listen to anyone. It's always been this way with her. And look where “doing the right thing” got her. Nowhere. Absolutely nowhere.
Jim Black: What are the next steps in your OCW career?
Alyssa Winters: I am here to stay, I guess. OCW pays better than my Twitch streams for now, so I like it here. I am not sure what the suits have in store for me, but I want to let them know that I'm not just a roster page cutout like the others.
Alyssa pushes Jim away and walks past him towards the women's locker room.
