Pugh: For old time's sake! You know it makes sense
We’ve joined two of OCW’s most famous legends in the office of General Manager Tiberius Octavian Dupree. The man himself and Paul Pugh are at loggerheads - a scene we’ve seen hundreds, if not thousands of times before.
Dupree: This ain’t phreakin’ grant-a-wish, you’re not the GM around here!
Pugh: Look… I appreciate you haven’t worked in… well, judging by that gut it’s been thirty years… but you must remember what it’s like… Mugen wronged me. Now I will wrong Mugen. That’s how it works… It’s how it’s worked for millennia!
Dupree: So do it on your own phreakin’ show!
Pugh: He flattened that kid on YOUR show… that was my hottest new star - that kid will never wrestle here again… so the way I see it, you owe me!
Dupree throws his hands in the air, exacerbated
Dupree: I don’t owe you a damn thing! Coming in here mentioning my gut… look at you. You’re 89 years old and still running around here trying to capture old glory. You’re pathetic.
Pugh: ME PATHETIC? I SHOULD PULL YOU OVER THAT DESK RIGHT NOW YOU HUSKY BITCH
Dupree: SHUT YOUR PHREAKIN’ MOU…
Pugh: NO YOU SHUT YOUR PHREAKIN’...
He shakes his head
Pugh: Wait… we can’t keep doing this. It’s been 20 years. You’re in a ratings war, right?
Dupree nods
Pugh: … what's going to give you a higher rating than a Wrex vs Mugen main event? Two of the biggest names on the roster - toe to toe. It’s good shit!
Dupree: It’s great shit, but you don’t book my show. So go away.
Pugh’s face becomes magenta as Dupree cracks his classic half smile at him. Pugh clenches his fists and storms out of the office, turning the air blue with expletives and leaving Dupree to settle back down into his chair with his favourite maple snacks.
Dupree: …guess we got our Main Event.
The camera fades in to Nate Ortiz backstage, he’s on the phone as we catch him in mid conversation.
Nate: You don’t think I know that? This is far from my first time. You know that better than anyone.
Nate listens and nods his head as the person on the other end speaks.
Nate: Tiffany… I’ll be fine. Drago is a mountain, Steve isn’t even an ant hill. Love you…
Nate hangs up the phone and rolls his eyes as he notices the camera.
Nate: You might as well follow me to the ring so I can deal with this waste of space tonight.
Nate motions for the camera man to follow, they keep a brisk pace. Nate’s large strides almost begin to lose the camera man when suddenly the camera charges and Nate is seen on the floor.
The crash of chair shot after chair shot is scene, with the sound being just as bad. The camera pans back a little to show The Steve with his black hoodie and jeans on.
The Steve: You’ve got to learn that this isn’t 2006 Nate. You don’t dictate a damn thing anymore.
The Steve throws the chair down by a Nate that is still struggling to get up.
The Steve: The Steve will see you in the ring when The Steve wants to see you. Lucky for you that’s not tonight.
The Steve pulls a cigarette and lighter from his hoodie and lights it. He takes a drag before walking away as the scene fades with the image of Nate Ortiz still struggling on the floor.
WREX vs. MUGEN
Riot carries on with none other than Kareem ‘Money’ Franklin standing in the ring. He has a wide grin on his face as he addresses the New York crowd.
Kareem: Ladies with gentle hands, may I please have your attention for one minute!
The crowd jeers in retaliation.
Kareem: That means shut your damn mouths when I’m talkin’!
Kareem: Now, last week, I went to the Bingo Bomber himself to follow up on the offer I made to him a few weeks back courtesy of ‘The New Deal’ Tony Everrett. Not only was my offer fair, but it was generous..
Kareem: .. We make Bingo enough money to fund his second retirement, he gives Tony his CCW title back on the biggest stage. Everybody wins!
Kareem: But no, Bingo wasn’t grateful enough to accept on the spot! He wanted Tony to come and ask him to his face..
Kareem points to the ramp.
Kareem: Well I’m delighted to announce that the longest reigning CCW Champion of all time, the greatest International Champion of all time, The New Deal, The Tarantula, Tony Two Time Antonio Everrett…
Kareem: Is NOT in the building tonight!
The crowd boos in response. Chants of ‘Tony No Balls’ begin to ring around the arena.
Kareem: Get out here with that! Even if he was here, which he's definitely not, Tony’s Two Testicles could pay for all of your houses for a year!
Kareem: But Bingo. You see, this little game you’re trying to play with us - it ain’t gonna work. You need US - we don’t need you! This little negotiation we got going on, it’s gonna be on OUR terms. MY terms.
Kareem: All you gotta do is accept, my guy!
Kareem: So, Bingo, you got one more chance to say yes. Whaddya say?
Kareem gestures to the ramp. After a moment, Bingo’s music begins to play and he walks down to the ring with intent. He gets in the ring and grabs a microphone to address Kareem.
Bingo: Kareem…I want Tony to be here so damn badly. I just want a fight. I had hoped that Tony could be that guy that could show, not bitch and moan, and cry and complain, and woah is me.
Bingo looks around.
Bingo: But he's not.
Bingo raises the CCW Championship high above his head.
B17: I'm not here to be your friend, it's not my job to pat people on tushy and tell you how great you are. My job is to make this Championship worth fighting for.
Bingo pauses.
Bingo: I don't parade around and talk about how great I am. I don't look at anyone and tell them they are unworthy. I just do my phreaking job! I show up to work, I do my job, and I come back the next day to do it all over again!
Bingo pauses again for the crowd pop.
B17: I want the man that stands across from me at Wrestlelution to be that guy too. I want that guy to show up to work and be as determined as me to destroy the man standing in front of him for this title! I don't want to hear about their bullshit on social media! I don't want to hear about the nonsense on message boards! I want the man that wants this title to look me in the Goddamn eyes and tell me they want this title and that they will beat me within an inch of my life to get it!
B17: My answer is no, until that son of a bitch demands it.
Kareem looks taken back by Bingo's fury. But his look of fear soon returns to a wide smirk, as a familiar tune plays around the Riot arena...
