OCWFED.com Presents TURMOIL

   

Ryu walks into one of the locker rooms backstage. Two of the female BTCUs are sitting at a table.

RYU: Is it finished?!

Four arms are extended out of each of their backs. Each arm has a needle and attached to each needle is a glowing yellow thread.

The arms are moving rapidly, sewing something just off screen, but a powerful glow can be seen emanating from what the BCTUs are working on.

The two units pause for a moment, their arms retract back into their frames.

BCTU: It izzzzz com-plete.

Ryu leans over their product smiling, its glow illuminating his face.

 

 

***

 

The dust has settled, Karissa can be seen polishing tumblers in the background behind the bar. Archer seems to be on the phone, yelling.

Archer:
 Yes, RIOT500. I don't care if people think he's dead, I want him in the skybox. No, do not limit it to an inner circle, it will be a party like no other, all will be welcome. What do you mean Michael Jackson isn't available? Dead?! He's lying. I saw him on MTV just last week! No, you're stupid. Just make it happen!

Archer slams his cell phone down onto the table, causing shards of gold plating and little diamonds to splinter all over the floor. Karissa grumbles and comes from behind the bar with the brush. #Austin Lee seated at the bar with the CCW title propped up in front of him as he is writing on a piece of paper.

#Austin: I need another inspirational quote, something believable that isn't too complicated for these people when I address them tonight. 

#Austin continues to write on his paper, mumbling to himself: You are looking at living proof…..blah blah blah… I will fight for you with every breath in my body….blah blah blah.

#Austin: That should work.

#Austin takes a sip of his water and goes back to just admiring his title.

Archer:
 The value of gold is down my friend, I have been trying to tell you that title is worth less than you thank.

#Austin wraps his arms around his title protecting it from the harsh words of Archer

#Austin:
 Shhh it's ok...I won't let the mean, pudgy man hurt you. #Dare2Dream.

We see a peppy B17 nursing what appears to be a fancy Invictipolitan (brought to you by Invictus Industries). He seems completely lost in his own thoughts until the thwack of a large hand falls upon his shoulder, he looks up, greeted by a truly terrifying site. A smiling Trance.

Trance: Be sad, but do not have regrets, for there are other worlds than these and the dead get more flowers than the living…

B17: I thank you for your words of wisdom...now please tell me what the hell you’re talking about? 

Trance: The dead get more flowers than the living because regret is stronger than gratitude. 

B17: I'm not really living your color...

Trance shrugs.

Trance: The king of castle polyethylene is gone, no amount of moping will summon him from the Che’Tai abyss. 

B17 looks at his drink closely: I must be drunker than I thought. 

B17 takes another delicate sip before a loud hacking cough breaks the pep talk. The gang swivels around, spotting a disheveled, fat mess in the corner that looks like he may have stopped breathing in his sleep.

???:
 I MUST WARN THEM!

The man suddenly blurts out, flecks of spit and chicken strips fanning out across the table.

???: 
The day of the eclipse! Soon! Ninth January…. Two thousand 16!

#Austin picks his title up from the bar protecting it from the chicken strips coming from the homeless man

#Austin:
 Bingo translate this for me he is one of your people….

#Austin begins to speak very slow: The homeless shelter is two more blocks down the street…. And the correct day is March 21, of the year 2018… The 3rd week of the Marvelous never-ending Invictus Era…. 

B17: K. The homeless shelter is two more blocks down the street… And the correct day is March 21, of the year 2018… The 3rd week of the #Invictus Era. 

The other Invictus members just look at the two men and shake their heads. 

#Austin:
 Now please remove yourself from the view of my title, your presence is upsetting her. You do not deserve to dream...

B17: Now please remove yourself from the view our my title, your presence is upsetting her. 

Archer: If I give him money will he go away? 

The mysterious man makes his way over to B17 the last few chicken strips falling from his cloak as he reaches out stealing the Invictipolitan and finishing it in one quick chug.

B17:
 How dare you! No one drinks a Bingo drink! 

B17 rises to his feet and begins to cock his fist to ready a Bingo punch. 

Archer:
 He seems to enjoy that motion way too much.

???: THE LADDER! I CAN STOP IT BY BREAKING THE LADDER! -

With that, the mysterious man huffs his way out of the bar, leaving #Invictus to ponder the meaning of his words. 

Trance looking even whiter than usually as it looks like he has just seen a ghost.

#Austin:
 You alright? Or you just upset you didn't get any chicken fingers?

Trance: It can't be… No, just… Thinking about how I beat Jimmy in six minutes, and about how I'm going to… 

Trance trails off, just giving Austin and his CCW title a big grin.

#Austin:
 Ummm Archer remind me I need to get this title blessed so he can't touch it…

#Austin removes the title from Trances view as the camera fades back to ringside.

 

The camera pans to the announce team.

Triple threat.

This can be great or go downhill fast.


It's a Match!
Jimmy Henry vs. vs. Ricky The Dragon vs. Justin Jehst

 

The camera pans to the announce team.

Well then.

Not sure if that's what I expected.

 

The camera cuts backstage, in the infirmary.
OCW medical staff is checking on Valkyrie: her arm is visibly taped up, and she looks in pain when she tries to move it.

Valkyrie:
 I already told you I'm fine.

OCW Physiotherapist: No, you are not. I won't clear you to compete tonight, not until you'll recover from what happened last week. Now tell me: does it hurt if I touch here?

She struggles to hide the pain, while the physiotherapist is massaging her elbow.

Valkyrie:
 Ye.. Huh... No, it doesn't. Am I clear to compete now? Cheryl Stixx cheated her way to victory last week and I have to get out there and get my revenge.

OCW Physiotherapist: You are not going anywhere tonight, miss.

Valk: Did you know that the Norse God Týr killed Garm, the guard dog of Hel, with only one hand? If he could do that to Garm, I can do the same to ShowBlitz tonight.

Just then the door opens to the infirmary and in walks one third of ShowBlitz Riley Quinn with a smirk on her face. Quinn rocking the newest ShowBlitz T-shirt with some black leggings and beige UGG boots. 

Riley:
 Stop lying to yourself Valkie. The sooner you realize that we are better than you and admit defeat then it will be better for you in the long run. 

Quinn slowly walks up to Valkyrie while the therapist is continuing to massage the elbow Riley’s eyes focused on Valk’s arm. 

Riley:
 And don’t think just because you flirted with my brother CJ on riot that I am going to go easy on you. It makes me want to vomit that you two kind of have a sparkle in your eyes for each other. It is like the blind leading the blind and neither of you have the slightest idea of getting what you want.

Quinn snaps her fingers …

Riley:
 With a snap of my fingers I could crush both of you but I want to see you both suffer and stumble. Your misery and pain amuse me Valkie. 

Valkyrie: You are out of you mind. He approached me on Riot, apologizing for your actions and I wished him good luck for his match. That’s it. 

Quinn smirks at Valkyrie’s remark. 

Riley:
 Keep lying to yourself Valkie but I saw that sparkle and twinkle in your eye. You even blushed a little.

Valkyrie gently pushes the physiotherapist away and stands up.

[Valkyrie:
 You have a problem with me, I get it. But trust me, you are seeing things. Either that, or you are making this up only to justify your bullying. 

Riley pauses for a moment. 

Riley:
 I just wanted to make sure you should up tonight because on Riot you well seemed to have been suffering from a concussion of sorts. You are not Wonder Woman Valkie so why don’t you heal up that arm of yours before I further injure it tonight. 

Quinn goes to slap the arm of Valkyrie but is met with a forearm that staggers her backwards instead. As Quinn holds the left side of her jaw she speaks with a smile on her face. 

Riley: 
You are going to regret doing that Valkie. Oh and newsflash - ShowBlitz is going to remake the OCW Women’s Division right. No one will stop us. 

Riley backs away with a vicious smile as she leaves the room. 

 

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