The scene opens inside a training facility. A number of trainees, including Justin Jehst, are running up-and-over drills around a wrestling ring in the centre of the room.
With their energy waning with each rep, each sprint across the apron, each up-and-over, in and out of the ring, the trainees start to slow until one of them stops and runs to a nearby garbage can. He curls over and vomits whatever he ate for dinner out into the bin.
Trainer: ALRIGHT, STOP! Good job tonight, everyone! You really gave it everything, and that’s all I can ask for. We’re done for the night. Towel your foreheads, spray some deodorant on and get the hell out of here and enjoy yourself!... Justin, can I talk to you for a sec?
Justin, with his hands resting on his head, allowing the airflow to his lungs to ease, steps off the apron and approaches his trainer.
Justin: What’s the haps, big dawg?
Trainer: I’ve told you, I hate when you say that shit, my name’s Tony. You’ve known that for 8 months ya jackass! Anyway, what I wanted to talk to you about is an opportunity that I think you might be interested in.
Justin: *in his best Austin Powers impersonation* Do go on, baby, yeaaa...
Tony looks at him with a sideways glare, but he’s use to Justin by now and ignores it.
Tony: Look, wise-guy, I got a call from the guys over at OCW. They’re looking for fresh talent to showcase and I hand-picked you as my guy.
Justins eyes widen with excitement.
Justin: You better not be shitting me, Tony, seriously?!
Tony: I’m serious. They wanna book you on RIOT 490 and see what you got. This is your chance kid, make it count. You’ve put in a lot of hard work here; you’ve picked up a well rounded skill set. I think you’re really gonna make something of yourself over there.
Justin shakes Tony’s hand.
Justin: You’re right. This is my shot. This is my time to shine! To perform for millions of fans around the world, drenched in the spotlight of television cameras and watching eyes live in person! At RIOT 490, the MINSTREL OF THE MAT, the BARDIC BRAWLER, HOLLYWOOD MAULER - - -
Tony gives Jehst a hard knife edge chop to the chest to shut him up. As the slap sound echoes through the room, Jehst clutches his chest and his face scrawls up in pain.
Tony: Nobody’s listening yet, Jehst, hahaha. Save it for RIOT. I’ve passed on your details to the guys, they’ll be in touch.
Justin: You’ve been a tough son of a bitch, Tony, but that’s what’s gonna get me places in a dog eat dog world... Actually, why is that a saying? I don’t think I’ve ever seen a dog eat another dog, they usually just have butt sniffing parties at the park and - - -
Tony: - - - Get the hell out of here, Jehst! You’ve got work to do! Go get some food in your belly and a good nights sleep. Tomorrow, pack your bags, get to New York, and train there until your match on OCW.
Justin: Thanks, Tony.
Justin grabs his duffle bag and exits the gym as Tony begins flicking off the lights.
Will Justin’s debut be all he has hoped for since leaving his Hollywood office, or will the rookie be bested on his first outing in OCW?
Tune in next week; same Bat Time, same Bat Channel!
The camera pans to the announce team.
Another new face.
We have so many.
Ragnarath was doing warm ups in the corridor making to sure to get all his musciles loose and ready to go as he began walking Stacey Clarke walked up to him Ragnarath stopped as she began to speak.
Stacey Clarke: Hey Ragnarath mind if I get a few words before your match tonight?
Ragnarath smiled nodding his head
Ragnarath: Sure Stacey go ahead.
Staceylet'srke: Well let's start with Turmoil two weeks ago you were attacked by the man you are facing here tonight Seb Abbott what are your feelings going into the match.
Ragnarath: Well he and the rest of his group took us rookies for an easy target and they will regret it now I take nothing away from Seb as a competition his talented would'nt be a champion if he wasn't and I am not going to say I am going to win tonight but I will make sure he needs to fight for it.
Stacey Clarke: hmm very well let's turn our attention to last week you were in a 4 way for a chance to compete in a number one contendership you came close to breaking up the pin do you regret not doing something different in that match?
Ragnarath shook his head before beginning to speak.
Ragnarath: No I don't live my life thinking about what could have been I do my best and I will always give everything I have sometimes it's enough to get a win sometimes it's not but I never regret losing as I always learn something.
Stacey Clare: interesting one more question this weekend its the clash and you are facing a man who attacked you over on Riot any thoughts?
Ragnarath: right now I am concentrated on Seb but let me say this he attacked me after a hard-fought win funny how he hasn't been seen since no worries I will get mine back at the PPV and I will make sure he regrets it.
Stacey Clarke: thanks for your time.
Ragnarath smiled and headed off towards the ring.
The camera pans to the announce team.
Next up we have the TV Champ.
Can Ricky get it done.
Ricky the Dragon vs Sebastian Abbott
The camera pans to the announce team.
He showed us something.
He showed us a lot.
Dupree: So how are we gunna even get around here? The Delorean can’t fly.
RYU: The hell it can’t!
Mugen and Dupree turn to see Ryu’s legs sticking out of the Driver side window. After a few moments of fiddling, the Delorean’s wheels turn in and the hubs glow purple.
It slowly hovers up.
Mugen: How did you know it could do that?
RYU: I didn’t!
Dupree: So you were just in there pushing random buttons?
RYU: It worked didn’t it?
Dupree: You know if I was a lucky man the thing would have just blown up with you inside.
RYU: Rude.
Mugen: Well we might as well check out this city while we wait for the Delorean to charge up.
The three pile into the Delorean and float up into the upper city.
***
The scene opens with Capo making his way to the ring out of nowhere at Turmoil 187.
The crowd begins to go crazy as they have not seen the charismatic character of Capo since early December. Capo enters the Nassau Veterans Memorial Arena in a stylish and designer red velvet blazer, black snakeskin shoes, light jewelry and expensive Dolce and Gabanna shades. He has allowed his hair to grow out some, partly due to Genevieve’s wishes, but also because he has been a gym rat for a few weeks. Capo gets the attention of his fans…
Capo: Whass really good Turmooooiiiiil?
Crowd chants: Not a Got Damn Thang!!
Capo: I missed all of you, especially my ladies…..
Female fans start to scream, someone yells F*** Gene and her granny pannies!!
Capo: Tell Flojo stop hatin, she know she wants that work!! I’m in character GEE BABY, I’m in character!!
Crowd laughs...
Capo thrusts his hips in a sexual taunt towards the lady fan who faints….
Capo: Gotta love Flojo Supporters!!!
Crowd laughs….
Capo: I know yall are probably wondering where I been, why haven't I been booked.
Fans chant: WE WANT CA-PO, WE WANT CA-PO, WE WANT CA-PO
Capo: You're all too kind, but I don't press the buttons around here. In a sense it has been a good break for me away from OCW. I have been able to see things from the outside looking in.
Capo: You see, I have been able to see people for who they really are. You know behind all these gimmicks, you get to see people for who they are.
Capo: That's why....Crowd Cheers and whistles!!
Capo: That's why I trust no one.....
Crowd starts to go crazy…
Capo: I been doing research...I been looking at the social media and its funny the games these children play with grown men.
Crowd murmurs in agreement
Capo: Im hearing guys self proclaims as Head Rookie…
Crowd starts to have some commotion, Crowd murmurs in agreement, someone yells TALK DAT ISH CAPO!!
Capo: It's taking everything I have to not just go backstage and slap grown folks around like my only children..
Crowd starts to laugh at Capo’s hand gestures towards front and backhanding someone...Capo does the scumbag Laugh...Crowd laughs in amusement…
Capo: Moving on, moving on….Unfortunately, Capo won't be in the ring for PPV week…
Crowd starts to boo then chants: WE WANT CA-PO!! WE WANT CA-PO!!
Capo: Salud! Salud!....But unless I decide to make some unexpected appearances, there won't be much Drama at Clash.
Crowd erupts in cheering!!
Capo: Yall know DRA-MA is my middle name!! I feel sorry for those attending a Dramaless Clash...
Crowd goes crazy with laughs and chants: WE WANT DRA-MA, WE WANT DRA-MA, WE WANT DRA-MA
Capo gloats at the crowd:
Capo: I'm the good guy---YOU NEED PEOPLE LIKE ME!! So you can point your fingers and say:
Crowd: THAT’S THE BAD GUY!!
Then more applauds fill the arena….
Capo: Well since the People’s Hero….Capo…. won't be booked at the PPVs , I decided to throw a Fight Party at The RoadHouse.
Crowd goes insane!! Capo's presence is felt in the air.
Capo: I've already bought out the bar, everyone's invited, so all of you cheapos who don't want to purchase tickets can come throw back some free shots with Capo and watch the ppv with me. Bring your girlfriends also, I’m signing autographs for all my lady fans….
Crowd continues to go crazy with applauds as Capo exits...
***
Anna Mosity is wearing a full body cast, well not really it just feels like that since she’s hopped up on so many drugs she can’t move. She just has a neck brace and wrapped ribs, ribs that are serving as the foundation for Eerie Sunshine’s astray.
Unable to drink her normal amount without the full Betty Ford Experience. She ashes her Marlboro as Anna mumbles obscenities from their shack they call home.
Eerie: Imma f*** you up Heather. I thought me and you had settled our beef at Summercide.
Anna manages to form a middle finger for the camera.
Eerie: Guess not, guess you still wanna catch these hands.
Anna: ket...ketch...dis muffffff….
Eerie starts choking on her cigarette with laughter.
Eerie: I really shouldn’t be laughin’.... She ain’t no goodsister out to make a name for herself hoot. That bitch is more twisted than Crazy Daisy but inna bad kinda way.
Eerie: She’s death rap without the drugs and sh*tty tattoos. She’s prolly at home with a spiked dildo choking herself to gay porn just thinking about ways to kill someone.
Eerie: How do you fight a person like that? I can feed her these hands all day and all night but it won’t matter, she’d come back for more.
Eerie: So imma have to just feed her these hands all day and all night and make sure she doesn’t come back at all...Old Country Way….
Eerie: I ain’t just gonna do it for you hoot….
She puts the half lit Marlboro in Anna’s numb lips.
Eerie: Imma do for me, ‘cause all that gothic death-talk doesn’t hide the fact that she bleeds how every other bitch bleeds and not just once a month...but from these...
She holds up her gnarled fists. A short Buff Blaster promo plays before the camera fades to black.
