The scene fades in to the backstage area of Turmoil where staff members are bustling to and fro trying to keep the show running smoothly.
After a moment, the sea of black polo shirt wearing employees parts and in the middle of the shot is Justin Jehst in a wheelchair with Elsa pushing him along. He is dressed in a dark blue suit with a grey tie, and his hair has been covered by a ‘bald wig’. Elsa is dressed in a black, slim-fit turtleneck sweater and tight black dress pants that cling to her womanly frame.
Justin has made a makeshift wheelchair controller for his obviously non-electronically powered vehicle; a small empty tissue box that has been crudely taped to the end of the arm rest with a can of spray-on deodorant as the ‘joystick’.
Elsa pushes him along as he presses forward on the deodorant can. They make their way along until a familiar face appears from off-screen; Terra Daturas.
Terra: Elsa! I missed you so much. I was looking for you guys last week, but then I heard about Justin… Sorry to hear about your accident, Justin.
Jehst responds with his best Patrick Stewart impersonation.
Professor Jex: This was no mere accident, my dear Terra. No, no…this was a sinister act committed by a man I once deemed a brother…
Terra, unaware of the pop culture reference, looks around awkwardly, not realizing what’s going on.
Terra: Uhm… Oh, okay. Well I hope that body Mater Natura gifted you with has quick regenerative genetics.
Terra: Anyways, I brought you some homemade brownies! Cacao powder, almond flour, ground buckwheat, and all sorts of other delicious and healthy foods from Mater Naturaherself! Aaaaaand I brought you a box of healing tea!
Professor Jex: I thank you, Ms. Datura. I shall eat these at the mansion while I watch “Modern Family” on my Cerebro.
Jehst puts the tin of brownies on his lap.
Terra leans in, still confused at the reference but naively shrugs, smiles, nods and looks back to Elsa with a giant joyous smile on her face.
Elsa: How you, Terra? You make more friends here?
Terra: I’m trying… I thought I did, but it turns out he wasn’t as keen to be my friend as I was for him...
Justin puts his index and middle fingers against the sides of his head and closes his eyes as if trying to read Terra’s mind.
Professor Jex: I sense that you are feeling…lonely? That you feel like you don’t belong?
Terra looks surprised and intrigued at Jehst’s seemingly emotionally intelligent insight while Elsa rolls her eyes at the silly gesture.
Terra: Y-yes, I have been feeling this way for a while now. OCW has not been easy for me.
Terra’s head droops slightly as Justin rubs his temples a bit.
Professor Jex: Mhmm…yes. And you feel a need to belong, yes?
Terra: Well, everything has a place in Mater Natura; it is a delicate system where even things that don’t seem to fit have a place and a purpose. Perhaps I’m just still trying to find mine here?
Professor Jex: Perhaps. Well, if you continue feeling this way, I have a place where people such as you and I can meet like-minded individuals and not feel threatened by judgement or persecution from the world.
He hands over a white business card, the original owners name crossed out with black marker. Above the crossed out name it says “Jehst” in a handwriting that can only be described as ‘probably done by a 3 year old with Parkinson’s’.
Terra: Uh, thank you, Justin… Elsa? Is he going to be okay?
Elsa: I think he still high on anaesthetic from hospital.
Professor Jex: I resent that comment, Ms. Pride!
Elsa: You know that not my name, Justin…
Professor Jex: Who is “Justin”?
Elsa rolls her eyes again and looks to Terra.
Elsa: He trying ‘method acting’; think it will get him a role. He want me to shave his head!
Terra: Shave? You have such beautiful hair, though Justin! You should not take for granted what our grace has granted you!
Professor Jex: I am old and bald!
Elsa: Ok, he getting grumpy now, I think we go sit somewhere to enjoy rest of show. Thank you for brownie! See you around!
Terra: ...Oh, oh yes of course… I will see you later.
There is hesitation in Terra’s voice, almost as if she’s holding something back. As Elsa tries to wheel Jehst off, she pauses for a moment and chuckles to herself.
Elsa: Aha. I almost forget…
Before she can continue, she turns around and is immediately squeezed in a giant bearhug from Terra. Although startled. She reciprocates the hug and finally the two disengage.
Terra: That is better! NOW I will see you guys later. Much love, my friends!
Terra Daturas blows a kiss to both of her friends and joyfully walks in the opposite direction. Elsa wheels Jehst off-screen and the scene fades to black.
What crawlled up you and died?
Hanger probably...
Ace vs Empress
The camera pans to the announce team.
Here's a Snicker
*chomp* *chomp*
Scene opens with the camera zoomed in on a door that says “Mr. Sensations Office, Go Away!” and the camera zooms out to a Corn Ricketts about to knock on the door.
Corn Ricketts: I can’t do it! I just can’t! This is the most nervous I have been since that one time being locked in the chicken coop locked in a pig pen with the hay bailer shooting hay.
Corn beings to walk away as he is stopped by Justin the security guard.
Corn Ricketts: Jose don’t you need to be watching that door I hear there is TTT a lose in these halls. Those rodents could eat my supply of crackers. There was a bad infestation of TTT back home in Nebraska. They burrowed inside our chicken coop. I was locked inside that coop.
Justin the Security Guard: Its Justin. Also, I’m friends with those TTT people you mentioned
Corn Ricketts: I’m sorry for your loss. Say, what are you doing up here?
Justin The Security Guard: I was told by Mr. Sensation to keep a close eye on you just in case you do something stupid like you did the other day.
Corn Ricketts: If this is about the nacho machine that cheese pusher was stuck.
Justin the Security Guard: What did you do?
Corn Ricketts: Oh nothing, cheese is good for my curves.
Justin the Security Guard: No, my job is to make sure you don’t go into his office and disturb him. He is a very busy man and when he wants to meet with you, he will call for you.
Ricketts rushes to Justin the Security Guard for a hug and squeezes him tightly.
Corn Ricketts: Thank god! I have gone through three pairs of shorts with anxiety about talking to him.
Justin the Security Guard: Corn you are crushing me
Corn Ricketts: Sorry Felipe!
Justin the Security Guard: Justin…
Corn Ricketts: I have been seeing papers on the way saying “Book Corn” I think it sounds tasty if you ask me!
Corn walks away from Justin as the screen fades to black
*****
Code Jackman, dressed in his flashy scarlet red suit and matching designer hat, stares wide eyed at an official looking document.
A sinister smile wipes across the face of Code Jackman as he slides the OCW document into his jacket pocket. As he turns around, standing there is Ijitu Quartz, who immediately tears off his PRISTINE SUNGLASSES and seems to attempt to engage Jackman in a staring contest rematch.
Code, not startled in the least by Quartz presence, laughs it off and shakes his head.
Code: Hah! Not this time, trash man. There is no way you will ever beat me in anything.
Quartz: Well well well. If it isn’t Turmoil’s prodigal weirdo. This is a new landmark for you, you actually smell like you’ve bathed for the first time this month.
Code Jackman begins to laugh as if he wasn't interested in talking to Quartz.
Code: Isn't it the person who likes to stick their noses in people's businesses? Where is the sidekick at?
Quartz non-chalantly throws his world tag team championship over his shoulder and lets out an exaggerated sigh, finishing by tapping on the face of the strap.
Quartz: Oh, I’m sorry. You were boring me. I have found it really difficult to listen to non-champions recently.
Code Jackman peers his head up and squints at Quartz, never losing his smug grin.
Code: I was a tag team champion before you could even stand up straight.
Quartz: Strange.
Quartz reaches his hand out and touches Code’s shoulder, feeling nothing.
Quartz: Wow! It’s so weird, I don’t feel a championship on your shoulder there, Code Jackman.
???: How about you reach over here, amigo?
Stepping in behind Quartz is a familiar hispanic voice… New Turmoil Tag Team champion Hijo De Mistico with his tag partner Damian Bourne looking down at his hands, unnerved.
Quartz is now flanked by all 3 members of the new-look C Community.
Quartz: You need help lifting that, little guy? It looks a bit heavy for you.
Mistico: Ahh amigo, I think I am more than okay. It’s comfortable here on the same pair of shoulders that put you down 2 months ago.
Quartz: HA! Incredibly funny. You beating me straight up is a joke… then again, so is your tag team and your make-believe tag titles. You know nobody respects those paper plates right?
Bourne: So let me guess, we’re getting asshole Quartz today? Seriously, how many times have you seen the movie “split?” This never ends well for you people.
Quartz smug grin turns to a scowl.
Code: This guy is just mad that if it wasn’t for Cohle, then he wouldn't be a tag team champion at all. I wanna see how long it takes it for him to win something that he doesn’t need backup for.
Quartz turns around angrily as the C Community gets closer to him.
Quartz: Well I know I don’t need backup to beat you three B-show superstars!
Before anyone can continue, Quartz swings his championship at Code Jackman, who ducks under it and backs up as Damian tackles Quartz to the ground.
Quartz and Code Jackman find their conversation has de-escalated into a brawl and the two men throw shots back and forth at each other. As Hijo De Mistico rushes onto Quartz to get involved, Rust Cohle sprints in from the left side of the screen and pulls Quartz aside.
Shoving and arguing continues, Quartz grabs his tag championship from the ground and flips his hair. The C Community and CQC have now separated into their respective groups.
Code: You want to go right now?! This isn’t Riot you roided out fucker!
Quartz: I’m going to beat you back to your box, you smelly son of a bitch!
The camera fades as the tension reaches an all-time high.
