Toronto, Canada

The Arena Explodes in a cascade of Pyro technics as Damnation 2013 Theme blares.

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The pyrotechnics kick off as OCWFED PRESENTS Damnation 2013 gets underway.

 

The Camera pans to OCWFED Commentators Charles Scaggs and "Big" Al Poling.

	Hello everyone and Welcome to Damnation 2013! I am Charles Scaggs joined as always by Big Al Poling.
	I'm not drunk yet but I will be soon!

	We have an amazing show for you tonight so lets get right to it!
	Yeaa!

 

The all to familiar theme hits as Our Hero lurches down to the stage. Chants of Jaysin Out continue to echo through the arena, but the once great effect they had on Our Hero seems to have been nullified as the reality of the chants merely means a thorn in his side. A very nerdy thorn by the name of Guybrush Ignacious Fausto.

Our Hero: Keep chanting you single celled organism's the chanting it has no effect anymore!

Our Hero raises his arms like the messiah and takes it all in as he spins slowly around the ring. The echos of jeers grow ever so loudly, as The Jaysin Out Chants grow even more fierce!

Our Hero:  I can't here you!

The Crowd Boos Louder!

Our Hero: Is that all you got, let me hear it you Maple Syrup sucking bitches!

The Crowd boos even louder!

Our Hero: Pathetic!

The sold out crowd begins to throw garbage into the ring, and like a cunning cheetah Our Hero is using his super deadly compatriot, LORD SHARK in "ATTACK COMBAT ASSIST MODE" as he bats aways trash back into the audience!

Our Hero: You sorry sacks of trash, wanted me out, you pleaded, you had your stupid little chant, you tried to get into my head. You almost succeeded, you tried to get Parker to ruin my life, you almost succeeded. But here I stand before you the undisputed KING OF OCW!!!!

Our Hero shakes his fist in triumph!

Our Hero: Know and understand this, Guy Fausto be damned, Futures Unlimited Conglomerate be damned. This is my domain, and I am the Omega, The Alpha, the Delta , The Beta and awwww yissss the mother ***ing GAMMA.

Our Hero: Great things will happen tonight mark my words. HAHAHAH!!!

Our Hero makes his way to the back

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	A bit of forboding by the CEO!
	This can only mean good things for OCW!

 

* Kat sitting in the back getting her boots polished and her crown put in .Stacey Clark walks up *

Stacey : Well hey girl ,it looks like you are getting right for your Queen of O.C.W match .How you gonna take on Big Bertha ?

Kat : Girl you didn't hear ? Bertha went to buffet last night now she can't get through the double doors .

* both start laughing *

Kat : Well they are putting me in the ring with Anyana Booty ? Buttay ? Giant rear end who knows ? She like all the other bombshells need to realize that I'm the only true queen .

Stacey : You sure are confident .

Kat : I'm not being vain just knowing that my skill and beauty surpass all others and tonight I'll prove it again .

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	Looks like the Queen of OCW is ready for action!
	But will it be enough!

	Next up we have Queen of OCW action as current and defending Queen KAT battles the biggest...
	Bitch. Biggest bitch in the bombshell division...

	She won't like you calling her a bitch...
	I don't care what this bitch likes.. Don't worry Scaggs... I'll talk her around. I like my women like I like my paychecks... easy to tear, and fat as f**k
	That's really disturbing ... Anywho - KAT vs Bertha is right now.

 

Queen of OCW

Kat(C) vs. Bertha

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	An emphatic victory!
	Yes!

The scene opens to Dundas and Sherbourne, Toronto Ontarios's most dangerous neighborhood.

A body can be seen sprawled across the middle of the road, but no one stops.

And why would they? This is George St., home to Seaton House, the city's largest homeless shelter, a booming drug trade.

The downtown Dundas and Sherbourne St. corridor ranks first in virtually every category of violent crime.

Prostitutes work the east side of Allan Gardens. Addicts twitching from withdrawal walk in circles in front of Moss Park. And crack dealers flock to George St. to ply their trade

That's what happens when you put all the city's poorest people together on the same block.

A weathered gentleman most likely in mid 40's observes from the comfort of his park bench, reeking of importance.

Various passers by, colleagues, customers, associates, business partners, all pay their respects and acknowledgements.

A black Cangol tilts ever so slightly concealing most of the mans distinguishable features. If it were not for the black leather bound hands and smoldering "Prime Time" flavored cigar most wouldn't realize the company they kept.

Sat next to the mad maniacal mastermind of the GhettOCW movement in his typical shmorgishborg of jewelry and Anthony Wiggins high school jersey is the certified killer know as " O.G. Baracus", Omar Gibbs.

O.G. Baracus: Baracus was gone for a minute but the trapp back Hannibal.

O.G. Baracus: Made y'all say it two times lames... Two times...Strong Street Style Champion son...

Omar Gibbs smacks the nearly shattered and finagled together OCW Hardcore Championship with a diamond encrusted jeweled hand.

O.G. Baracus:Pour some out for Pugh... Send his moms some flowers.

Omar Gibbs tips over his styrofoam cup dumping a small dose of codeine and sprite to the asphalt.

O.G. Baracus: Dunny... Y'all know Baracus and Mez all about that commission... As many points on the package as possible.

Hannibal D.: My street science is an impeccable formula Omar...

Hannibal slowly puffs his "Prime Time" in reflection.

Hannibal D.: Every move meticulous thought out, planned and executed with the utmost ruthlessness and efficiency.

O.G. Baracus: I ain't trying to be ungrateful but we ready to body all three them Bustas...

Omar Gibbs lights the blunt he has had gripped between his gold fronts for the duration of the consult.

Hannibal D.: We ain't going to body em Baracus... With the Hannibal blueprint we going to bury em...

Hannibal D.: Everyday they wake up is a blessing .

Hannibal retrieves the front portion of his "Prime Time" cigar package that has been removed from the front of the box and hands it to Omar before disappearing into the crowd.

Omar sits reclined on the park bench seemingly not surprised by Hannibal's sudden blueprint and blunt in hand as the camera fades to black.

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	I don't know what any of that meant!
	Cuz you not down with the streets son.

Niether are you didn't you grow up in a Suburb in Maryland!

MEAN STREETS of MAYTOWN kid, what you know!

	Up next a look at the team that will face the A-Team tonight in Mixed Tagged Action!
	Better change the subject yo, before I had to introduce you to my burner, Sir Poppington of Yourassshire!

Oh shut it!

The camera pans to the Xtron!

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	They will be competing tonight!
	We should just classify that Video has a hate crime!

Jim Black stands with Tobin Frost as he prepares for his number one contender match later on in the night.

Jim: Tobin, how do you feel going into your match tonight?

Tobin: Jim, if I’m going to be completely honest with you… I don’t feel great. You see three times I’ve been on the PPV stage since I’ve been in OCW.

Tobin: And 3 times I’ve put on quality matches against some of the best that OCW had to offer. I took Dimsmore to the limit at the Clash. I was still a green rookie but I took the match who Main Evented this year’s Wrestlution to the limit but in the end it was his hand that was raised in victory, not mine.

Tobin: At Road to Glory after fighting my way into the final four of the King of OCW tournament, I went toe to toe with Cody Storm. It was a battle of suplexes and slams. I had my moments but in the end I didn’t get the job done. It was Cody who had his had raised, as he went on to become the King of OCW.

Tobin: Despite my failures in my first two Pay-Per View attempts I went into Wrestlution 8 as a champion. As you all know I went to war with Sean McGee.

Tobin: We both left everything out there. I even dropped him from the heavens with Frost Bite! But he still walked away champion. Since then he’s riding high, on the poster for Damnation and racking up a nice string of victories to boot.

Jim: What are you saying Tobin?

Tobin: You don’t notice the trend Jim? I’ve lost three times in Pay-Per View matches and each time that person has taken their victory over me to bigger and better things. I’ve been a stepping stone to glory for these men. And right now I have nothing.

Tobin: I can’t say with certainty that tonight will be any different. This could be that boost for Raze or Trance tonight… I could be Jim… But damn it, I’m no ones stepping stone. I’m not a floor match.

Tobin: I’m the hardest working man in OCW. A human suplex machine. And I’m going to do everything in my power to have my hand raised in victory tonight.

Jim: What would it mean to have a shot and potentially win the North American Championship?

Tobin: The North American Championship has such a rich history. Hall of Famers have used that championship to spring board themselves to OCW Championship glory and the Hall of Fame.

Tobin: It would mean the world to put my name on a list with those guys. How fitting would it be after earning a victory over one of the longest reigning North American Champions in OCW history to go on and win a chance to win, that very same title.

Tobin: It seems like something from the movies doesn’t it Jim.

Tobin looks off into the distance with hope before looking back at Jim with a straight face.

Tobin: But this isn’t a movie or a storybook. I have to go out there tonight and make this thing a reality. It’s going to take my best tonight. I won’t be able to count on angles in the outfield, or the force. It’s all about one thing… two words… Hard! Work!

Tobin leaves Jim to further prepare for his match.

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	Frost looks ready for Mortal Combat!
	But can he suplex the hell out of not 1 but 2 people?

 

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