The Camera pans to the announce team!

	Hello and welcome to the Clash preshow.
	What a show it's going to be tonight Tom.

	You got that right buddy. I am super excited.
	Two championship matches will be on the line tonight.

	And three grudge matches.
	Let's get this party started!

 

 

We now go backstage to the Rev Inc dressing room where the greatest collection of talent in OCW history is once again gathered for a live pay per view event. There was an air of uncertainty in the room, as they were without the three pillars that kept them upright. Versus, Drago, and Nate Ortiz were nowhere to be found. Word had reached the faction that Nate Ortiz was in rough shape after the events of Riot. They could only assume Versus and Drago were checking in on the Franchize.

Madison stood from her seat and used a fake cough to get everyone’s attention.

Madison: Alright everyone, seeing as how our fearless leaders are not present...I have decided to take it upon myself to -

Almost everyone in the room shut her down by saying ‘No!’ in unison.

Madison: ...Well then. Too urban, and all that. This is why Trump -

K.D.: Just sit down, woman.

Madison: Fine! I will, and not because you’re a giant black man, either.

Madison sat back down beside Dennis, arms crossed. Dennis pats her on the leg.

Dennis: You tell em, Madison.

Seb stood up and pounded his chest.

Seb: I will go hardcore all night long, because I can! I won’t be stopped. I have aggression to get out. Can’t wait to pound face, and ass!

Everyone in the room looks to Seb.

Jackson: You’re talking about the Hardcore title match against Bill Ding, right bud?

Seb: I have a hardcore title match tonight?!

Sophia rubs the bridge of nose before standing up.

Sophia: Sure, we’ve not idea where Nate is...Or Drago...Or Versus. But surely! They’re recruited all this fresh new talent because we are the future. Surely, we can come up with a game plan without them. This is a test...right?

K.D. looks to Sophia and nods, which puts a smile on her face.

Sophia: Any advice?

K.D.: Welcome to the Boondocks.

Sophia: That...that’s not…

K.D.: Sissy.

Sophia sits back down, deflated.

Jackson stands, and salutes the flag located at the far end of the dressing room.

Jackson: Guys, the solution is simple. What would our president do?

Jack: Get pissed on by Russian prostitutes? I heard it improves stamina..

Dennis: How do you even -

Jack: Don’t ask. Actually, I’ll send you a link.

Jackson: Unfounded accusation by the liberal elites! Think harder.

Seb: Buy a Slovenian whore and accidentally force her to become the first Lady…?

Jackson: No..well..I mean….keep searching.

Madison: Overcome the odds!

Jackson: Exactly! Our big breasted mascot gets it.

Dustin stands and clears his throat. The entirety of Revolution Inc. stare at the stoner.

Dustin: Whoa! So cool! Hey why is everybody looking so glum? We’re Rev Inc! We’re the best of the best! The cream of the crop! We’re like the Skwad and Purge all rolled into one but with charisma! We’re the coolest kids in school! We’re like if paint and glue had a baby man!

The group approves, looking a tad bit more confident.

Dustin: Sure Nate Ortiz isn’t here. Sure, Drago isn’t around. Ok, so Versus is nowhere to be found. But did we get down when the French bombed the Statue of Liberty on 9/11? Hell no! We fought back and pushed those limp wristed, croissant eating, beret wearing animals back to the hell from which they came!

Dustin: Look what we do have! Seb Abbott! A man who’s been acquitted of over a half dozen statutory rape cases in the last year alone!

Seb nods proudly.

Dustin: And look at Sophia! Beautiful….brown?? Sophia. Hey at least you haven’t been felt up by Cactus yet. That’s something! Right?

Madison raises her hand. Dustin points at the Queen.

Madison: Isn’t he gay?

Seb: Only during Mardi Gras.

Dennis: Where do you people get this stuff?

Seb, Dustin, Jack, and Jackson: Cox News.

Dustin: Oh, and Jackson. Trump won. Kinda... Making Jackson Great again?

Madison goes to raise her hand, but Dennis quickly pulls it back down.

Dustin: And KD! Why are you so blue? You’re the North American Champion, man! Want me to sing you an old irish lullaby my mother taught me?

Madison starts to sing parts of the lullaby that she remembers.

Everyone: NO!

The room got awkwardly quiet again.

Dustin: You know what Drago would say if he were here right now? Some weird Serbian stuff!

The group stays silent, hoping this awkward scene will come to a merciful end. Dustin, sensing he’s loosing the room, looks to his mentor Jack.

Dustin: Jack! Dude! Like life is like soooo sweet for you now man! Dude when was the last time you even had to offer to blow a security guard? Like months ago!

Jack: Hey…. yeah!!!

Dustin: And Dennis! Duuuuuude! It’s like physically impossible for you to have an std. That’s pretty rad man!

Dennis sunk lower into his chair, wanting to vanish from existence. K.D. pats the young virgin on the shoulder.

Dustin: Madison! Our Queen! How on earth can you be sad?! Like this is all YOUR doing! Like this is all of your dreams come true man! And like, you’re going to get away with it! Nobody has any dirt on you or anything! It’s like poetry dude! You inspire me and stuff!

Madison looks around nervously as the members of Rev Inc. get up from their seats. Dennis stands, holds a hand out for her, and tells her that this is their night to shine.

Dustin: Alright guys, now let’s get out there and kick ass and huff glue! By the way, on an unrelated note, we’re totally out of glue. Sooooo….. yeah…...

 

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	Could it be another clean sweep for Revolution Inc here at the Clash?
	Rev Inv have took OCW by storm. I wouldn't be surprised if they did Tom.

	Our first match is coming up as the Orphanage are in action against the team of Wrex and Jett.
	Looks like Wrex has found a friend.

 

 

The Orphanage vs Wrex & Jett Draven

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The Camera pans to the announce team!

	He lost control of that one.
	What do we pay these SISSY'S for?

 

 

Cactus sits in a small office with the lights off. Off in a corner Cactus sits in a chair, phone in hand and headphones on his head.

Playing on the phone was a video.

 

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As the video comes to a close Cactus turns the phone off and sits in the dark for a few moments. Standing up Cactus grabs his robe and begins walking toward the door.

Cactus to himself: Hell of an opportunity tonight Cactus. Now is the time, time to go be special or die trying. No one is going to see it except for the fans here tonight. Let’s give them something to talk about. The King gets a 1 way ticket to Spine City tonight.

 

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	Huge opportunity tonight for Cactus.
	I wonder if he can capitalize on it though.

	Guess we will find out later tonight. Anyway Bill Ding is in action next as he puts the Hardcore Title on the line.
	The Clash is full of opportunity's as Sebastion looks to make a statement by becoming the next Hardcore Champion. Can he do it? Find out next.

 

 

Bill Ding (c) vs Sebastion Abbott

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The Camera pans to the announce team!

	Carnage!
	He wont be able to see straight for days after that one.

The legacy of the Pepperton Family runs deep in the heart of wrestling. Since he was old enough to move his limbs Wes Pepperton was executing wrestling holds handed down from his forefathers.

To say he eats, sleeps and breathes wrestling would be an understatement. While most other wrestlers study old film using youtube or various streaming services.

Wes uses a vintage projector to watch old grainy wrestling matches from the 20th century. He talks to us as if an informal documentary.

Wes: Man has been fighting man for sport since the beginning of time. Around campfires, in coliseums, in carnivals and now inside a ring in front of millions.

Wes: The Clash….

The reel of film stutters as those words echo inside the small room.

Wes: Of strength, of heart and of technique is all that matters in the midst of true contest.

The film ends with his great great grandfather executing a Pepperton sleeper. The reel on the projector spins making a distinct botchy noise.

Wes: So when I see these springboards, these so called high flying maneuvers, it’s as if you're throwing sand in the face of my family’s legacy like a filthy scoundrel taking a shortcut to victory.

Wes: There are no shortcuts in the Old Country Way and there damn sure isn’t along the Pepperton Way….I vow I will bring pride and prestige back to professional wrestling, it’s what I was born to do.

The scene fades as Wes putting on another reel, continuing his legacy.

 

 

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	I grew up watching the Pepperton's. We're in for a treat tonight.
	Gentleman Jack better watch out for that Pepperton Sleeper!!!

 

 

 

 

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