The camera cuts to the backstage area of Turmoil. It was a zoo—crew hauling gear, wrestlers barking into phones, the distant roar of the crowd—but Cheryl Stixx cut through the chaos like a tornado in rhinestones.
Her custom pink wrestling boots somehow still click-clacked on the asphalt (because of course they fing did) as she zeroed in on her prey: Danny, her exasperated twin, already filming like his life depended on it.
Cheryl: Danny. Oh my god, DANNY—
She hooked his arm with manicured death-grip and dragged him deeper into the parking lot, away from prying eyes. The fluorescent lights overhead buzzed like a jury judging her life choices.
Danny swallowed hard. He knew that look. His fight-or-flight instincts kicked in—rich, considering last time Cheryl gave him that look, she’d allegedly gotten their entire former finance team locked in the basement during tax season… all because she mistook ‘fiscal year’ for a personal insult.
Tonight? A witch was about to get hexed—verbally, at minimum...
EXTREME RULES GRUDGE MATCH
JACOB HAWK vs. BELAKOR
Previously recorded.
The video format changed to portrait and we see Ashley Moore’s face who apparently filmed the scene holding her own phone as camera. She wears a summer dress and a coneflower on her head and we see a beach and the ocean in the background.
Ashley Moore: Hello my fans.
Ashley Moore: After making mincemeat of Flojo last week I thought I should treat myself with a well earned vacation.
*She pans her phone around and we see a luxury hotel at tropical beach.*
Ashley Moore: Nothing is better than being able to rest without worrying about anything … and without any steel chairs in sight.
Ashley Moore: But apparently I have to contribute to the show in one way or another if I don’t want to risk a penalty … should’ve read the small print.
Ashley Moore: That’s why you will be blessed with my opinion about the three FI qualifier matches this Turmoil. Even though I don’t care about it. None of them will get between me and the FI anyways.
She takes out a piece of paper and reads it before going on.
Ashley Moore: We have Serena … La Diosa against Skadi.
Ashley Moore: Serena will win this one. Never heard of her, but she surely can’t be as bad as Skadi..
Ashley Moore: The second match will be between Sarah Moore and a mystery opponent.
She refrains from laughter.
Ashley Moore: Clear advantage to the mystery opponent. Almost nobody is as bad as Sarah Moore.
Ashley Moore: The third FI qualifier will be between Kayia Crowly and Kira Knightingale. Who are these people?
Ashley Moore: I have no idea who will win this, but I am sure the audience will be the loser.
She puts her notes away.
Ashley Moore: As an extra you will get my expertise to the other two women’s matches on the card.
Ashley Moore: Cheryl will beat Beatrixx and Perl will be the new Women’s Champion.
Ashley Moore: There you have it. That should be enough.
She takes another look at her notes.
Ashley Moore: I said Kira instead of Junko, didn’t I?
She looks visibly annoyed.
Ashley Moore: Just edit it or put an ai voice about it, I won’t record this bullshit again and pretend like I care..
Ashley Moore: Ashley out.
Following the disrespectful slap backstage between El Parca and Petie Wheat-Straw, we see Nova Rosello, El Parca, Marisa Welch-Mac and Mad Dawg Davis enter Parca’s private locker room. Nova places Parca’s OCW World Heavyweight Championship on his shoulder as Mad Dawg has a funny look on his face at Parca.
Mad Dawg clears his throat as he moves past Marisa and walks up to Parca but Nova is in between the two.
Mad Dawg: Damn big fella you can relax. I ain’t tripping or even on some hostile type stuff. But Parca, we got to talk bro. I’m saying this as respectfully as I can, but bro?. What’s up? What’s the play here bro? Cause you got me looking dumb. Guys in the locker room talking about…
Nova: Watch your tone! Tread lightly when it comes to addressing Primero.
Parca: Mad Dawg… Y’know I won’t lie I’d rather you ask me instead of walking around eggshells. This thing between me and Marisa? All for show. Just business, we’re building an EMPIRE.
Parca smiles and pulls a piece of paper out of his pocket and hands it to Nova who hands it to Mad Dawg.
Marisa starts jumping up and down with excitement while clapping her hands.
Marisa: Go ahead handsome, open it!
Mad Dawg rolls his eyes as he opens the piece of paper realizing he’s in a Future Investment Qualifier later tonight. Mad Dawgs eyes open wide with shock as he looks back at Parca who is smirking still.
Parca: And YOU will help me and Marisa continue building the empire. Because tonight? You’re gonna be a step closer to becoming the CCW World Champion you deserve to be my man. I told you, just business and business that WILL benefit you.
Nova: Now show appreciation and thank your Primero!
Mad Dawg: You…got me in? And against C-Note? I said I wanted in last week, but I didn’t expect so soon. But what’s this about being a multi man? You know what? Never mind. I’ll kill two birds with one stone tonight. I’ll knock down Benjamin and get closer to my goal.
Marisa clings around Parca’s neck tracing her finger in a heart on Parca’s cheek as she then skips to Mad Dawg smiling at him.
Marisa: See I told you, Mikey! You have to start trusting me more, babe.
Mad Dawg: Yea…thanks bro. But I’d appreciate if I was more involved in the plans of this “business” arrangement. But thanks. Seriously.
Parca throws his hands up like he’s innocent of any wrongdoing and rolls his eyes to Marisa as he looks back to Mad Dawg.
Parca: Aye man, you will be more involved from here on out, I promise. I apologize for any inconvenience or inconsideration on your end, seriously bro.
Parca: Speaking of which, I didn’t really get any clear info on who the other person would be in your match tonight. Why don’t you and Nova go scoop out the scene and see if you guys can figure out who that will be. Shit maybe if C-Note wants to get slick with you, Nova will be right there for you to get make the odds in your favor. Take it as another gesture of appreciation from me to you, feel me?
Mad Dawg: Yea…sure. We can see how this all goes. Come on big guy, you do know how to leave Parca side for just 15 minutes right?
Mad Dawg and Nova walk off talking. Both unsure of each other but realizing they working together for the time being even if under different circumstances would be beneficial.
Marisa and Parca smirk at each other and start to converse when suddenly a knock comes on the door and in walks Brian Williams with a microphone in hand.
Brian Williams: Hello everyone welcome back to the show, Brian Williams here with our lovely World Champions, OCW World Heavyweight Champion, El Parca and OCW Women’s World Champion, Marisa Welch-Mac, champs how we doing tonight?
Marisa: I’m hot, super famous, and paid. I’m great, but would be better if you stopped referring to me as Welch-Mac. I’m not married to that scrub anymore!
Parca: Brian! My guy! I’m so happy you’re here I’m sure you heard the news?
Brian smiles as he wipes his forehead as he’s sweating when he gets a step closer to both world champions.
Brian: Why yes that’s why I’m here! So ladies and gentlemen, with his NEW representative, El Parca!
Parca: Yessir, things have been rocky with me and Dennis. Especially with these contract negotiations underway. But cmon Brian, the two most POWERFUL World Champions working together in this way? Unstoppable.
Marisa’s body language changes as she looks like she’s been not told something important, a confused facial expression comes across her face as she looks at Parca. She shakes her head and gets back to the conversation at hand.
Marisa: Why yes that’s right, me and Parca are gonna continue to reshape and change this industry for the better. And Big Papi and I are gonna look damn good doing it.
Brian: Marisa you have a tough challenge ahead of you tonight as you have to defend that championship in the main event, how are you feeling going into that championship match with Perl?
Marisa: Seriously, me, having a tough challenge!? Put some respect on my name!
Marisa snatches the microphone from Brian as she raises it up like she’s about to hit him, Brian obviously being a little bitch throws his hands up and he scurries off the view of the camera as his personal cameraman follows him. She turns around and drops the mic as she looks at Parca as she shoos the last cameraman away, as he begins walking out of the room we hear..
Marisa: What did he mean by that? “Representative”…
The cameraman exits the room as more inaudible conversation is going on as the show cuts to commercial.
WOMEN'S FUTURE INVESTMENT QUALIFIER #2
SERENA LA DIOSA vs. SKADI
The scene opens up focused on the locker room door of the OCW World Women’s Champion, Marisa Welch. There is a huge pink shimmering star on the door that reads “Marisa Xpen$ive”.
Footsteps can be heard getting closer as Marisa accompanied by her bodyguard, Tammy Buck approach and enter the room.
Tammy is sporting a neck brace and takes a seat on the bench gingerly. She looks to Marisa who is deep into checking messages on her iPhone.
Tammy: Again Marisa, I am sorry for embarrassing you last week and not protecting you. It won’t happen again. But if I can be honest for a sec, it sure feels good to see how upset you were after that slob did that to me.
Marisa stops what she’s doing abruptly and turns to Tammy and smirks.
Marisa: Oh Tammy, I wasn’t upset over you. But you’re right about me being embarrassed. You better not let something like that happen again.
Tammy: Oh, I just thought you raging backstage was because of me and I felt bad.
Marisa: Well I guess partly yeah, out of embarrassment. But there was something else I saw last week that I didn’t like. I may need you to take care of another issue for me.
Tammy: Yes Marisa, whatever you need. I won’t let you down.
Marisa nods as her gaze slowly shifts from looking Tammy in her eyes to focusing on the growth on the side of Tammy’s face. A disgusted grimace from Marisa.
Marisa: Damn, Tammy. Is that thing on your face spreading!? Have you been using that cream I gave you?! I don’t know how much longer I can stomach to look at that! Call the dermatologist first thing Monday morning. And this weekend find some options for covering that.
Tammy puts her head down in shame as Marisa starts to take selfies posing with her women’s title for the gram. She takes a peak at them and smiles.
Marisa: I am so hott. Anyways… Tammy, I’m going to the ring to get a few things off of my chest. I want you to stay here. I need you to rest up in case I need your involvement in the main event. Got it?
Tammy nods slowly, turning her head trying to get a kink out as Marisa struts to the door with her championship belt in tow. The scene slowly fades out as Turmoil heads into a commercial break.
