OCWFED.com Presents Riot

   

The scene fades in to the Uncrowned locker room.

Jim Black:
 Please join me in welcoming my guest at this moment, OCW Light Heavyweight Champion, Antonio Everrett.

The Camera swings into a two-shot, with Antonio sat at his locker room, leaning back slightly. He is dressed in his ring gear, towel draped over his shoulders.

Everrett:
 Hey, don’t worry about it.

Black: Rumours have been travelling around backstage that AC Cobra has begun to start a ‘One More Match’ campaign to face you for your Light Heavyweight Title at Consequence in a Street Fight. What are your thoughts on this?

Antonio looks slightly annoyed at the question, but answers anyway.

Antonio:
 You want to know my thoughts on someone that I have made clear I have no interest in facing again?

Antonio: Last week, I spoke to Doc, he told me that I should sleep on it, if I cared about these fans then I’d give him a rematch. 

Antonio: So I slept on it, I weighed up the pros and cons of facing him, and my answer is still NO. If he wants to start a campaign, let him.

Antonio: It’s adorable how much he cares. Now, why don’t you ask me some important questions? Ask me about Bobby Minio, ask me about somebody who deserves to share the ring with me.

Black: Alright, how are you feeling about your match with OCW Pride Champion, Bobby Minio?

Antonio: Ah, great question Jim! You see, you are good at your job, aren’t you? Well, in regards to Bobby Minio, that guy is a monster.

Antonio: He’s a great example of somebody who has gone out there in that ring and given it all for the fans and EARNED all of his success.

Antonio: He’s not just sat on his arse playing dumb video games and then claimed to have any sort of relevance. 

Antonio: You know what, I’m almost grateful at the opportunity to face him, I finally get to put on a show with one of the best here.

Antonio:Bobby Minio vs Antonio Everrett could easily be a main event of any Riot any week. That is a match that people actually would like to see, not just some dumb street fight.

Black: You seem to keep eluding to AC Cobra in your answers, are you sure you don’t care about him? To be fair, he is one of the most popular stars on Riot at the moment.

Antonio: Just as I think you’re doing a great job Jim you let me down with a stupid question like that. Do I care about AC Cobra? I can tell you with my whole heart that I do not think it’s possible that I could care any less than I do right now about AC Cobra.

Antonio: Just because you shout the loudest, it does not mean you have any right to face the Light Heavyweight Champion. 

Antonio: In OCW, if I have learned one thing while I’ve been here it’s that you earn opportunities here through hard work.

Antonio: Go and watch my match, that will give you the perfect example of two people who epitomise hard work. Enjoy it, maybe Cobra can take some notes. 

Antonio takes a swig from a water bottle by his side and leaves the room quickly as the scene fades out.

 

The camera pans to the announce team.

I don't like his attitude lately!

Why because he is right? Because he makes sense? Cobra LOST, BACK OF THE LINE! NERD!

It's a Match!
LUCHA PARTY HOUSE
HIJO DE MISTICO
vs
AISU
vs
EL PARCA

The camera pans to the announce team.

On mistake!

Cost him all of it!

Backstage

The scene fades into the inside of Jehst’s lavish Hollywood home. The majority of his belongings are packed into boxes. There are multiple movers picking them up and carrying them out of the house.

Jehst is seen walking into frame carrying a lamp and bag filled with clothes. His cellphone rings. Before answering, he puts his stuff down. The screen splits in two vertically as he presses the button and we see Elsa standing in the hospital she was at visiting Terra.


Jehst: Heyyyy...I got your message about, Terra. She OK? 

Elsa: She'll be fine. Me and Dragana will find who doing this. What happening there? I hearing a lot of people moving around. You having party without me?! 

Jehst: Wouldn't dream of doing that, no. That's the movers; I’m downsizing.

Elsa: Why? You don’t liking the house?

Jehst: I love this house, Elsa, don’t get me wrong. But there’s too much “Money” amongst my “Hollywood” here, if you know what I mean?

She puts her hand on her hip.

Elsa: This is about, Capo, yes?

Jehst: I’m trying to rid myself of his memory. "Money" is part of that memory.

Jehst: Now, I’m not saying I’m going to be living on the streets or become just another bum on Skid Row, but I’m moving to a more humble spot. It’s a nice two-bedroom townhouse; you'll like it. 

Elsa: But is so nice th---

Jehst interjects with a more serious tone.

Jehst: I need this, Elsa. I just spent 5 months being slandered into movie studio blackball oblivion, rumours flying left an right. 

He sits down on a two-seater couch that is just about to be lifted up by a couple of movers. They shake their heads and walk off in a huff. 

Jehst: I thought beating the hell out of him would make me feel better. I thought swallowing my pride, shaking his hand and putting it all behind me would make me feel better.

Jehst: And it did. But then he left. Five months of wading through a river of piss, working towards getting my friend back from behind that veil of ignorant anger, all for absolutely nothing… Nothing. 

He runs his free hand through his hair.

Jehst: I'm making a change, Elsa, and I understand if you don't support it, but--- 

Elsa: I will always be supporting you, Justin. 

A side smile comes over his face.

Jehst: Well that's good to know. 

He stands, leans over, and picks up the lamp he was carrying.

Jehst: And hey, good news, I managed to get us tickets to the Poison gig next month, so at least that's something to look forward to huh? 

Elsa: How very excite! Thank you! I hope we catching person who hurt Terra before this. 

Jehst: I hope you do too. Hey listen, I'll be flying down tomorrow, I have a date with Mark Reese on Turmoil. Seems like a good guy, hopefully I don't rough him up too bad haha. 

Elsa: So I see you soon? 

Jehst: I'll message when I'm at the airport. 

Elsa: OK, I can't wait to seeing you. 

Jehst: Me too. Anyways, I gotta get the rest of this stuff on its way out of here. Good night, Elsa. 

Elsa: Good night. 

As he ends the call he slowly stands up and looks around at his house which is rapidly becoming empty. He sighs and then begins helping the movers. The scene fades to black.

The camera pans to the announce team.

You just gotta keep moving forward!

Yea thanks for that, "ROCKY"



It's a Match!
TRE GOLDEN vs MAXWALE

The camera pans to the announce team.

RIGHT IN THE BREAD BASKET!

NO!

After Empress’s fulminant victory over Valkyrie in last Turmoil’s Main Event match, She and Ashley Moore decided to celebrate it together with their fans.

So they got a table, two chairs and a bunch of autograph cards which they would sign for free for every fan who wanted one.

They sat down in the press conference room before the show and awaited masses of fans. But when the first match started only a total of three fans asked for an autograph and two of them just did out of pity.

Ashley Moore:
 Three! ... Just three people came to see us here.

Empress: I thought you said you posted flyers so people would show up. 

Ashley Moore: I did! I hung up a few flyers in the entrance areas to guide the fans here, I bet Valkyrie removed them afterward.

Empress: She is starting to get on my nerves. 

Voice in the doorway: Is this the room for the Valkyrie autograph signing? 

Empress sits up from her chair and looks over at the guy in the entrance and she runs over and grabs him by the ear and drags him into the conference room. She yanks the picture of Valkyrie out of the fan’s hands and throws it on the table

Empress:
 You want an autograph! 

Fan#1: What! No! I don’t want yours. I was looking for Valkyrie. 

Empress: The hell’s wrong with you. You are in the presence of Ashley Moore the MISS FUTURE INVESTMENT FI and winner of the Wrestlution 13 ladder match and I am the #1 contender for the women’s title. Show some respect baka! 

Empress grabs marker off the table and starts writing on the fans face. 

Empress:
 You will take my autograph graph and you will like it you motherfuc….

The fan breaks free and runs out of the room. Empress runs toward the door trying to catch him. But stops and turns back after reaching the door walks back to Ashley. 

Ashley Moore:
 Would you calm down?

Empress: I hate these people! They don’t know talent even if they spit in their face. Why are we doing this? I don’t remember sitting at a table getting disrespected by fat sloppy Valk fans being part of our plan to get that championship off her anorexic body. 

Empress grabs the Valkyrie picture off the table and starts to scratch out the eyes.

Ashley Moore:
 We sent a message with Valkyrie’s parents and got you into a #1 contenders match which you won. Everything is going exactly as planned. 

Empress: Yeah I guess. I still don’t see why we just don’t injure her. Take one of these chairs to finish off that busted ass leg of hers and have her relinquish the title. 

Ashley Moore: That would just make things more complicated. We stick to the plan right now it’s your turn to get it off of her after Blaine failed us and I will do everything I can to help you do that.

Empress: If all else fails we beat the hell out of her till she can’t see straight and use the FI case as a backup plan. We will get that title no matter what. 

Ashley Moore: Bingo. So don’t worry about my FI case, for now, I will do everything I can so that you will get that belt.

Empress gives Ashley a big goofy smile as another fan walks into the room looking for an autograph. 

Fan#2:
 Am I late? Did I miss the Valkyrie Autograph signing already? 

Empress: YOU SON OF A BIT…

Empress kicks over the table and chases the fan out the entrance cursing loudly. Ashley lets out a heavy sigh as the scene fades to black.

The camera pans to the announce team.

How violent!

The disrespect these fans show is unreal! GOD DAM MARKS!!!

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