The area of the arena housing the food and drink stands is relatively busy given there’s a wrasslin’ show going on. But in amongst the lines of people queuing for hot chips and beer is Justin Jehst, dressed in his street clothes, handing out flyers as he walks through the crowd.
Jehst: Please, take one, read it carefully!
He, with style of course, flicks copies of the flyer to passers-by as he walks.
Jehst: I need my Jehsticles to know the dangers of Kasstianity!
More flyers are distributed as he does a Michael Jackson spin and continues on walking and flyer-ing.
Jehst: They travel as a group and will use violence to impose their agenda! Remember; Jehsticles should always travel in pairs! Safety in numbers, people!
As he hands out more flyers to a couple trying to juggle a tray of beers and hotdogs he turns to come face to face with TY Sparks. The young high-flyer looks like he means business, but Jehst just nonchalantly brushes him off.
Jehst: You here to help pass out flyers? You take the Mr. Chip queue, I’m gonna carry on down towards the Bier Garden.
TY does not look impressed with Justin’s sarcastic attempt at a wind-up.
Sparks: Can it, Jehst. I’ve had enough of these games. I’m a serious competitor and you need to start treating me like one.
Jehst: Maybe when you stop hiding behind that skidmark, B-17, I’ll start to take you seriously.
TY gets closer, and angrier.
Sparks: That’s my mentor you’re disrespecting - he’s accomplished more in OCW than you ever will!
Justin lets out a small chuckle.
Jehst: Unless you can show me proof that you’re a fortune teller I’m gonna have to park that comment to the side. I’m self-aware enough to know that I may not be at the top of the pile right now, but you bet your ass I’m working my way towards it - and I’m doing it my way!
The swagger in his motion begins to stiffen as his intensity levels rise. He bites into his bubblegum on the right side of his mouth and chews with intent as he stares down TY.
Sparks: I know you think I made a mistake joining Kasstianity, but I know B’s going to make me better, stronger, and most importantly, ready to take on people like you, to squash you like the bug you are…
Jehst’s brows furrow as Sparks talks.
Sparks: I know you doubt me -
Jehst: - it’s not about doubt, Sparks. I’ve seen what you can do in the ring. You’ve allllmost got the same amount of style and grace that I have, and you move like a damn cat.
Jehst: But Kasstianity will ultimately stifle you. Don’t continue on with them - break away and trust yourself. You ever see Space Jam? Be like MJ out in front of the hoop for hours on end, honing his skills - don’t take the easy route, TY.
TY points to the back and rib support he dons over his street clothes.
Sparks: You call this the “easy route”? I’m taking my licks, but it’s all for a greater means to an end.
Jehst: My god, you’re already deeply indoctrinated aren’t you? Look, I’ve tried to help, I’m trying to warn you, but when it comes to this decision, you need to be your own man - whaddya say?
He pulls a flyer from his pile and hands it to TY who holds it out in front, reading the anti-Kasstianity information. Reading the message his eyes light up and he begins to smile. Jehst smiles in response, but it’s short-lived as TY immediately moves into a scowl. He tears up the flyer and scatters it over the ground in front of Jehst.
Sparks: That’s what I’m gonna do to you next time we meet in the ring...
Sparks: Kasstianity is a bond of brother and sisterhood - a family. Stop trying to break us apart…
And with that he quickly turns and leaves Jehst holding his stack of flyers. Justin sighs and gently shakes his head in disappointment as the scene cuts to the next segment.
The scene opens with The Last Blacksmith, host of the usual pre-match interview with Stacy Clark.
Stacy: Hello OCW community. Here we are with The Last Blacksmith, who will soon be featured in the match against Jett Draven.
Stacy: Blacksmith, at Devils Night you attacked Code Jackman after he called you out for a match. How can we interpet this attack? As a Yes or a No?
Blacksmith looks seriously at Stacy
Blacksmith: At September to remember I attacked Code Jackman for a precise reason.
Blacksmith: He eliminated me at the Rumble, and what I did had to work as a warning for Code and all those who wanted to get in my way.
Blacksmith: But Code showed he didn't understand the lesson. At devils Night wanted to challenge me, and I gave him another warning.
Blacksmith: I'm giving him the chance to save himself. If he will persists, however, I will not be the one to pull back. And I'll beat him again, like I've done in the past.
Stacy: Tonight you will challenge one of the most fit athletes in OCW. Jett Draven.
Stacy: His results at the end of last season were incredibile and surprised the OCW Universe. Do you think to be ready for him?
Blacksmith: Jett Draven...
Blacksmith: I won't lie, his results were impressive...
Blacksmith: But sometimes, when you are at the top, a Stomp can send you to the Hell.
Blacksmith looks at the camera and smiles slightly
Blacksmith: Am I ready for him? I hope that he is ready for me...
ELSA HOLMBERG
vs.
HEATHER ANGELO
The OCW universe goes wild as the camera pans across the crowd. Thousands of smiling faces in attendance at this SUPER Turmoil. The camera comes to a stop and focuses in on the X-Tron where we find none other than Jim Black standing interview ready with mic in hand
Jim-Ladies and gentlemen as you already know my name is Jim Black, and my guest at this moment is, hopefully in a better mood than the last time I saw him, please welcome Joshua Tucker[/B]
The crowd cheers as Tucker walks into frame with his right hand extended to Jim. The two shake hands and Jim begins
Jim-Welcome. How are you tonight? Hopefully a little better than you were on Devils Night.
Tucker grins and nods his head then responds
Tucker-As a matter of fact SLIM JIM, I am great! I know I was worked up the other night but that has passed like bad sushi and here I am READY!! LET’S GO!!
Jim chuckles and shakes his head before continuing
Jim-So what is your next move?
Tucker thinks for a moment
Tucker-Aside from trying to get better in the ring, my only focus right now is on my match next week on riot. I have got to get better, no question about it.
Jim-I see, well I wish you the best. You can only get better from here.
Tucker goes to respond but stops before saying anything, then with a confused look on his face responds
Tucker-Thanks…..I think
The two share an awkward moment of silence before Jim continues
Jim-Alright, well there you have it folks catch Joshua Tucker on Riot next week only on the OCW Network. Back to the booth.
Jim smiles into the camera while Tucker is still sporting the ever confused look as the scene fades out
Once again, Peace Dog and the accompanying light show perks up the Barclays Center, as Cort Marshall makes his entrance on Turmoil.
He’s brandishing his most dangerous--to OCW’s age rating--weapon, a microphone, and isn’t shy about using it as soon as he hits the ring!
Cort: Alright alright alright alright alright! What’s cooler than being cool? Keeping the damn lights on, ya cash-strapped saps! This Nicaraguan home movie production quality is simply embarrassing! So if you have a shred of decency, let there be LIGHT!
As the lights don’t flicker off, Cort takes this as a good omen. But before he can speak again, B17’s voice explodes across the PA system and his face appears on the screen.
B17: Cort… Cort I don't understand why you are so mad.
B17 dangles the FI briefcase carelessly with a finger.
B17: All because of this? I understand you won this, and kudos to you. It’s impressive. But all the pressure that comes with it. Do you really want that?
Cort raises the mic to respond, but is cut off once again. He puts his hands on his hips and frowns at B17, darting angry glances at the hardcam, waiting for Kasstianity’s general to finish his spiel.
B17: Let’s be honest. The numbers don’t lie, and they say that you just ain’t ready for this. I’m doing you a favor! That’s what Kasstianity does. We peer into your soul and we lay bare the failings so that you can grow.
B17: I am a two time CCW Champion. I’ve defeated legends of this business. Mugen Died for MY Sins. Aries fell to me. Malu couldn’t overcome me.
B17:
Austin Lee could only slow me down momentarily. Let Kasstianity do you a favor. You don’t like H20 anymore than me. Give me your blessing and I can give you anything you desire.
Cort: First of all!
Cort holds up a finger, finally getting a word in edgewise.
Cort: Don’t be weird!
The Crowd Laughs!
Cort: I know it’s hard for you, but try to clean the week-old sex grease out of your ears and listen to yourself. You’ve accomplished all that… by yourself.
Cort:
With your own skills. You fought, and scratched, and battered your way up the ranks… and now you sit behind a screen, behind helpers, behind sneak attacks, lecturing a two-time champion about how easy he could have it!
Cort: What happened to you? What happened to the Doom Machine? I’ve heard so much about how dangerous you are… but all I see is a man sitting behind a camera…. Being a p-u-s-s-y.
Cort raises his eyebrows as the crowd react to his insult.
B17's face breaks into a toothy smile.
B17: Cort! I'm living your American Dream. Men and women doing as I demand because of everything you said! It's called respect...mixed with a healthy amount of fear. Both of which you fail to inspire.
Cort: That ain’t my dream, B. My dream is climbing up over the backs of every single man, woman and child I have personally outsmarted, outfought or outbought, until I am at the top.
Cort:
Me. Solo dolo. No unreliable tag partners, no dubious factions… just me, my finely-tuned sense of wrestling strategy… and a pair of brass knuckles.
Cort: I don’t need fear. I don’t need parlor tricks. All I need are results. And if you haven’t noticed… I get ‘em! Aside from a small multiman roadblock, I’ve been on fire. I am the man of the hour, too slick to be sour.
Cort: You? You’ve been strolling around dealing out your cheap tricks. And not the well-respected, influential rock band from the 80’s, by the way.
Cort:
The kind where you’re so lazy you delegate random jackoffs to do your work for you while you shotgun tubs of ice cream and listen to Debarge. I ain’t afraid, B. So you better step it up or step on out.
B17 shakes his head: Darling...I don't need cheap tricks to beat your ass. I don't need the lights off to get crazy with you. If I'm gonna beat you it will be standing directly in front of you.
But you're not worth that to me. Step in or step out? I'm quite content back here watching you get destroyed without me even lifting a finger.
B17: Oh, and one more thing… that masked fellow that’s been giving you so much trouble? He doesn’t even work for me! People just hate you!
The feed cuts off and arena darkens to black as B17 laughs... but the lights come back on with no masked assailant or incident of any kind.
Cort is agitated, gesticulating at the now blank screen to no avail. He shakes his head, spikes the mic down on the mat and strides up the ramp, determined to find out exactly who this masked man is!
JETT DRAVEN w/D. DILLINGER
vs.
THE LAST BLACKSMITH
The scene opens in the backstage area. Valkyrie is standing next to Stacy Clark but as soon as the interviewer is about to ask her a question she takes the microphone and speaks for herself
Valkyrie: The only good thing about this tournament is the promotional material. I’ve already defeated every single one of the contenders in one on one action last season. Each and every single one of them lost clean to me. Some even lost twice. This tournament is absolutely pointless.
Valkyrie: I asked Our Hero for an easy title defense against, I dunno, Gin maybe? But no! I have to fight the winner of the tournament as if I have something to prove.
Valkyrie: Let’s face it: what is there left for me to do? I’ve already done it all in OCW.
Valkyrie: I’ve won every single award that a female wrestler could’ve won. I’ve won so many polls they had to change the format to make sure Empress won one.
Valkyrie:
I’ve been Champion for 6 months which is as long as the previous longest reigning champion, Dragana. And I’ve had rivalries with all the wrestlers who I think are worth something in OCW.
Valkyrie: What is left for me to do? A series of pointless title defenses against nobodies who all they can do is to say my Season 13 lines over and over again?
Valkyrie:
Are there any awards left for me to win? Is there a worthy opponent hiding somewhere in the backstage?
Valkyrie: Oh NO! Have I been disrespectful again? Am I getting called out by Gabe Seltzer and the Internet Experts on some podcast again? I’m sorry, was I out of "character"?
Valkyrie: You bet I was out of character. My character is dead and gone. I am done with the old version of me, I am done pretending I like people when all I get from them are lies and disrespect.
Valkyrie: Valkyrie is dead and she’s now in a better place. She is still fighting her battles, she is still winning titles and she is still rocking the crowds from all over the world. She is still doing all of this in a better place, somewhere where you can’t hurt her anymore.
Valkyrie puts her hand over her heart and stops for a moment
Valkyrie: Kasstianity empowered me and cleared up my mind. I now see things clear. Sure, Kassidy and Empress are the scum of this Earth but at least what you see is what you get with them.
Valkyrie: I’ve ruined OCW forever and I have to fix what I’ve done. See, I’ve spawned an entire army of clones who completely took over this place and are now ganging up against the only true “evil” force there is in OCW, which according to their effed up mentality is us, Kasstianity.
Valkyrie: I’ve ruined OCW forever but I will do what I can to fix it. Starting from tonight.
Valkyrie: I don’t know who’s hiding behind that Lucha Mask. It might very well be Terra Daturas because she’s just as fat and says the exact same things over and over, but I’m gonna give you the benefit of the doubt and pretend that Estrella is a different person.
Valkyrie: Estrella, I bet one year ago while you were stuffing your fat mouth with cheese fries you saw me on TV, getting the match of the night at Wrestlution 12 against Cheryl Stixx.
Valkyrie: You said to yourself: Hey! I want to be just like that girl. And so you spent five months trying to stuff your fat ass in your grandma’s panties while I was single handedly destroying Showblitz in a one versus two rivalry last summer.
Valkyrie: Then I took on Kasstianity all by myself and I don’t even know if I ultimately won or not, but the fact remains that I fought them ALONE while the rest of the division was playing their favorite game of “Look at me I am just as innocent as Valkyrie” in the backstage.
Valkyrie: I’ve defeated Ashley Moore, I stood up to Our Hero and at Wrestlution I won the Women’s championship and became the most successful Female wrestler in OCW history.
Valkyrie: All of this while you were in Mexico trying to go over my promos and see if you could put on a convincing enough impression of me. And now YOU Walmart Valkyries have the audacity of calling ME salty? I am the salty one?
Valkyrie: Where were you when Kasstianity kidnapped me? Where were you when Our Hero fired me and made me compete in handicap matches? Where were you when I faced Showblitz all by myself? Where were you when I needed help?
Valkyrie: WHERE WERE YOU?!
Valkyrie: Nowhere.
Valkyrie: And after I’m done with you tonight, nowhere is exactly where you will belong.
As she finishes, we hear a noise from offscreen, and both the camera and Valkyrie turn to look:
Estrella: Sorry, sorry, pardon me…
La Estrella Fugaz is pushing her way past production crews and cables, making her way to stand in front of Valkyrie, maintaining minimum respectful distance.
Estrella: I had to follow the smell of bullshit coming out of this woman’s mouth. First of all. You disrespectful brat. One year ago I was breaking my back in Japan. Learning to wrestle in one of the most hard-hitting, unforgiving places in the world. I was learning to wrestle a completely different style from what I was used to. Most of all, I was learning respect. Something you clearly never did.
Estrella: Really. One bad year is all it takes for you to snap? A few people gang up on you, a few bad attitudes, and you turn tail, join a cult, and start calling people fat on TV? I never would have thought Our Hero was RIGHT about you. Wake up on the wrong side of bed and decide to wet it too. Shame. If you think this is a hard life… you have a lot to learn.
Valkyrie's eyes are wide open as she wasn't expecting that comeback. She then quickly regains her composure and speaks out again
Valkyrie: Wait, you are doing it all wrong. Those are not my lines. You have to say “I am here to fight bullies and injustices” “I am the Light in the Darkness” and things like that if you truly want to embrace your Walmart Valkyrie soul
Valkyrie: While you are at it, you should also say that you are the Women’s Champion and the most successful female athlete in OCW history… wait, nevermind. You can’t really say that can you?
Estrella: Of course not. That’s why I’m in the ring tonight: to prove that I can hang with the best… and that I won’t have a mental breakdown if things don’t go my way.
She cocks her head at Valkyrie, egging her on.
Valkyrie: You think I'm having a mental breakdown? It's quite the opposite really. Kasstianity made me see things clear, they finally gave me my Serenity, my Peace of Mind.
