The scene opens in the backstage area. Stacy Clark is standing by to interview her next guest...
Stacy: Ladies and gentlemen, next up I have a very special treat! There’s been a lot of hustle and bustle in a newly inflated women’s division here in OCW and those of you who are excited to learn more about some of the newcomers in OCW are going to love my next guest.
Stacy waves over a reluctant woman. Shyly walking into frame is Terra Daturas who smiles and waves at the camera. She is wearing a lightly colored floral garland and her usual large, loose fitting jacket, which is decorated in all sorts of patches and hand made attachments.
Terra: Hello everyone! Salve ad omnes!
Stacy smiles back at her guest and nods her head before continuing the introduction. Both women have a seat in their designated chairs to begin.
Stacy: I think all of the fans out there have been more than interested in this new - Blooming - women’s division. Pun definitely intended.
Terra holds her hand over her mouth and giggles at the joke.
Stacy: Today we are going to read some of the tweets OCW fans have posted on social media. I think you’ll find they’re as just as excited to share their thoughts on you and your fellow women!
Stacy clears her throat and lifts up a cell phone to begin reading.
Stacy: Let's start with…
???: Wait a minute!
Streamer extrordinaire Alyssa Winters suddenly erupts onto the scene, as the two are now looking at her with a confused look on their faces.
Alyssa: Stacy! Nobody knows the Internet better than me, alright? You’re like what? 50? Psh! Let ME do this interview for you.
The OCW crowd grows ominously quiet as Stacy is helped to her feet by Alyssa Winters.
Stacy: But…
Alyssa: Go! Shoo…
Alyssa forces a reluctant Stacy Clark to leave the studio. She then picks up the microphone and sits at her place, to then finally turn her attention to Terra.
Alyssa: Great! We can finally start now.
Terra turns back to Stacy Clark, who is confusingly being pulled away by a staff member, who is shaking his head and just trying to go along with it.
She slowly turns back to Alyssa with a very concerned look on her face. She leans forward out of her chair and tries to plead with Winters.
Terra: Ms. Winters… Can we--
Alyssa cuts her off immediately.
Alyssa: Let's go with the first tweet, from XxXx__SuperSn1P3R2003__XxXx.
Alyssa: He says, and I quote: “I would make fun of Terra’s stupid name, but I don’t know what it IS… Nobody can spell that freak’s surname. Like nobody, I'm not even kidding”
Alyssa looks over at Terra, who is staring at her, seemingly frozen in the guests chair.
Alyssa: Well, I'm gonna have to agree with him. What was your name again? Terra Daft-blur? Datooda? Da-turdah?
Terra: It’s Daturas, Ms. Winters.
Alyssa continues to intentionally struggle to say it to troll the woman, whose smile has vanished.
Terra: I don’t think--
Alyssa: Whatever. Let's go with another tweet. FluffyUnicorn99 says: “I don’t care how many cows I gotta kill. How about we make veggies illegal? #FreeHamburgersForEveryone”
Alyssa: Let me tell you, FluffyUnicorn: you are a true American hero.
Terra: That’s not--
Terra’s head has now dipped in sadness as Alyssa continues to try and get under her skin.
Alyssa: AAAAND this is a good one, here's one from DarkGhostEdgySniperKillerAssassin: “Terra dares talking back to our Goddess Alyssa, but I bet she's only a Silver on Overwatch and uses Widowmaker when attacking”
Alyssa: I know right? These Widowmaker mains are ruining our world… I bet Terra is one of them.
Terra’s hand is resting on her lap as she removes her flower garland and places it on her lap, next to her hand. The camera zooms in to see her off-hand slowly begin clinching into a fist. Trying to hide her face and sobbing, she pleads one last time.
Terra: Ms. Winters… I just--
Alyssa: OH MAN! This is a GOOD one! L33T_Til_i_fry says: “I don’t think I can watch another episode of OCW until they get rid of that dirty vegan hippy. I think she was raised by wolves, she looks like it anyway. Would not if she was the last woman on earth. #puke”
Alyssa breaks out into laughter as she reads the tweet from her phone.
Alyssa: WOW! Not even if you were the last person on Mah-Turd Natura! Did you hear that…
As Alyssa pokes her head up to gauge Terra’s reaction, to see that she is now suddenly standing. Before the words can escape Alyssa’s arrogant lips, Terra unleashes a SLAP so fierce it breaks the sound barrier. It hits Winters so hard, she falls backward out of the chair and the microphone flies out of her hand.
Terra’s coat has shifted dramatically with the momentum of the slap. Her hair covers her eyes and the garland is now laying on the ground. Alyssa, shocked, sits up with her mouth agape, holding her scarlet red cheek in disbelief.
The camera locks in on the flowers on the ground, which have become broken and some fallen off from it’s fall. As it pans up to Terra, tears are seen running down her face, but she makes no sound. She lets out a deep exhale and a slight sound of sadness can be heard underneath the breath.
Alyssa rubs her face and smiles at Terra, who has backed away from her slightly. She looks over at the camera, with tears still streaming down her face.
Alyssa: Uhhh, OW! Haha! I knew it! I knew you weren’t the super peaceful goodie-two-shoes you want everyone to think you are. I gotta get a picture of this moment!
Alyssa, still rubbing her face from the slap, reaches over to grab her phone… Before her hand reaches it, a fierce stomp from the foot of Terra comes down on the piece of technology, smashing the phone to pieces.
Alyssa: Hey! That is NOT cool you stupid bi--
Terra: RADIOFREQUENCY RADIATION IS HARMFUL TO THE ENVIRONMENT, MS. WINTERS… AND SO ARE YOU!. YOU… You… you….
Terra struggles to find the words. Her emphatic statement putters out as she looks over at the camera, seeing it’s still rolling, quickly and carefully grabbing the garland and running off screen with her head in her hands.
*****
The camera transitions to the outside of a stable in a rural part of the country. Inside are several horses just eating their hay in peace. After about a minute or two, the Light Heavyweight Champion Drago Cesar steps into the view of the camera.
Drago: Oh hi, horseman! It was nice to see you last week. You….are interesting. I even saw your little message on Riot a few day ago.
Drago walks up to one of the horses and pets it on its head for a few seconds. He looks back at the camera with a goofy smile.
Drago: Horses are very interest creature. They usually have very good sense in order to be able to detect threat from predator.
The “Best in the World” shakes his head.
Drago: Well, usually.
Drago opens the gate around the equestrian. He proceeds to mount it and sigh.
Drago: But it seem you don’t really have that good sense huh? At first, when we talk, I’m think you were weird, but good egg. You wear horse head and conduct yourself like you serious.
Drago: But then you come to Riot and all of a sudden, I see this anger. You call it fire, but I see anger. Anger because why? Because you see all this successful veteran here in OCW and you want to make your mark so bad. So bad because of what happen at Rumbleground.
Drago: HYAH!
Drago spurs the horse out of the stable on onto the open fields. They gallop for a second or two before Drago stops the horse.
Drago: You are less like horse and more like…..frog.
Drago: I see you feeling froggy. So at The Clash, I’m gonna give you the chance to leap like you never leap before. You want my Light Heavyweight Championship? Very well. You want to “scratch my legacy”? Fight to “last energy”? Let’s do it. Extreme Rules.
Drago sharply exhales and rests his hands on his hips.
Drago: And I’m think my English is bad!
Drago: HYAH!
Drago rides off as the scene fades to black.
The camera pans to the announce team.
Here we go!
Big time!
WREX vs JACOB TRANCE*
The camera pans to the announce team.
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The scene opens in Valkyrie’s apartment. She finally got her keys back from Moore.
Valkyrie: Home sweet home.
The first thing she does is checking her bedroom. As expected, her temporary roommate made a complete chaos out of her room: there are clothes everywhere and the bed is stripped.
Valkyrie: Damn Ashley. I swear her IQ is lower than her heels.
Valkyrie notices the stuffed unicorns are still in their places, which is the only thing that truly matters to her.
Valkyrie: Well, it’s time for me to tide this place up.
As Valkyrie proceeds to clean up her bedroom, the toy unicorns seem to be talking to her.
Creme Brûlée: I hope we don't have to put up with Ashley much longer. We can't take it anymore.
Honeybee: Creme Brûlée is right, Sarah. Ashley is crass, loud and dirty.
Valkyrie turns to her unicorns and replies to them as if they were real.
Valkyrie: The doctor said I should stop talking to myself…
Crème Brûlée: You are not talking to yourself, Sarah. You are talking to us. We have been here with you since your childhood. We are your only friends.
Valkyrie: Mmmm…. I guess you are right. Plus, scientists say that people who talk to themselves are smarter than the average, anyway. Right?
She picks up one of Ashley's tops and puts it back in the wardrobe.
Valkyrie: And by the way, I was thinking about changing my finishing move.
Hector Moonbeam: Your finisher is your identity, Valk. If you change it, your fans will turn on you.
Valkyrie: Well, the doctor says that if I keep redacting people with the redacted knee strike I will never fully heal from my injury. And I don't want to wrestle with a knee brace forever.
Crème Brûlée: Then show us what you have in mind.
Valkyrie: Alright.
Valkyrie picks up the stuffed unicorn she was talking to. She takes a few steps towards her bed then holds him high above her head.
Valkyrie: Ready?
Crème Brûlée: Yes.
Valkyrie throws Brûlée in the air. She then jumps and catches him mid air, bringing him down in some sort of cutter. They both land on the bed few moments later.
Valkyrie: Val-K-O! Outta nowhere! It's over!
She puts a hand over the toy and counts to three. Valkyrie then mimics the Valk! Valk! Valk! taunt, as the crowd materialises in front of her for a moment.
Valkyrie catches her breath, then puts her toy back with the others.
Valkyrie: I should really grow up and stop daydreaming. I will, one day. Just not today.
