OCWFED PROUDLY PRESENTS
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Finale


Just after the referee raises Tobin's hand, we hear tapping on a microphone. The camera pans to the stage where the Hardcore Daddeh, Bill Ding is standing with a giant grin on his face. The crowd welcomes him with cheers as struts down the ramp, with the Hardcore belt draped over his right shoulder and his sledgehammer in his left hand.


Ding: Oh maann!! What a display out here tonight, e’rybody!

Ding claps his meaty hands together and riles up the excited crowd. He enters the ring as Tobin Frost looks on.

Ding: Bummer that I'm not here wrasslin tonight but that's ok, I'm just takin’ in the sights and tastes of our nation’s capital, Washington D.C.!

Ding: I also had some thangs to take care of… well me and this lovely lil’ thang here.

Ding holds up his trusty sledgehammer Lorraine.


Ding:
Every lovely lady needs and deserves a little r&r, a little beautification session, if you wiiill.

Ding: I thought, ‘Hey! Ain't nothing wrong with showin’ off those notches on your belt. Don't be shamed, now!’

Ding: Each notch for each battle to hang onto this other sexy lil numbah…

Ding looks to his shoulder where the Hardcore Championship belt is draped and gives it a loud smooch.


Ding:
MUAH! I LUV YA!

Ding continues to show off Lorraine.


Ding:
And then I thought, ‘Hmm… it's missin’ somethin’. Needs one more little touch of somethin’.’

Ding holds up the battered but still stunningly pristine sledgehammer as the camera zooms in on the sledgehammer head. The close up shows purple paint on the metal as well as the name “Tobin Frost” written on it.

Ding’s voice begins to echo and bellow loudly.

Ding:
TOOOOOBBBIIIIINNNNNN FROOSSSTTT!!

Ding points the sledgehammer head in Tobin’s direction.


Ding:
Frosty daddeh, congrats to you. However I got to make this one point.

Ding: I beat KD long before Bakerman did… And never got my own shot at the NA title.

Ding: And ya know… you and myself and 1 and 1, there is a perfect opportuniteh to settle the score.

Ding: After all, this sledgehammah got your name written all ovah it.

Ding: Perhaps we do it one more agaiiin!! (Ding shakes his sledgehammer in the air as the crowd pops).

Ding: WE DO IT LONG AND STRONG, DADDEH, the OLD COUNTRY WAY!!

The crowd begins chanting in between.

Ding:
We gonna HUFF (YEA!) and PUFF (YEA!) and BLOWWWWW THE HOUSE DOWN DADDEH!!

Ding: So whaddayah sayyyy, Frosty?? You and me, for THAT belt- THE FROSTMAN VS THE HARDCORE DADDEH….at WRESTLUTIONNNNNNN!

Tobin looks at the NA title and smiles calling for a mic.

Tobin:
I accept your challenge but you better be bring that belt you have as well. I haven’t forgotten the beating I gave you, only to have you summon some magic particle to beat me.

Tobin: I am going to be straight up with you. I’m not playing games, we won’t be having fun. I’m going to hurt you and all the people watching are going to be sad and disappointed with what I do to you.

Tobin drops the mic and holds the NA title in the air to a chorus of boos from a fervent crowd.

Ding paces back and forth nodding and grinning as he contemplates Tobin’s response. He pauses and steps close to Tobin, so that they are face to face, only separated by the sledgehammer. He taps on his utility belt that hangs off his hip.


Ding:
Daddeh I'll be bringin’ ALLLLL the particles! I just hope you can stand the heat of the hustle….YOU’RE ON!

The Camera pans to the announce team!

Looks like it's official!!!

Oh my god!!!

 

The scene opens in the dressing room of Revolution Inc. Dennis and Madison were the first to arrive. Somehow, the amount of bags he had to carry belonging to Madison had increased. It was as if she brought her entire life to Washington.

Dennis:
The loss to Dupree last season. I still carry it with me. My very first match after capturing the Turmoil Title was a loss at his hands. Submission no less…

Madison: You hadn’t even had a chance to recover from Malu and the entire Skwad faction attacking you. The man was a bald vulture laced with gold. Nothing to be ashamed of. But tonight..

Dennis and Madison share a look.

Dennis:
It will be different. History favors the bold...and OCW has no one bolder than I.

Madison: Precisely. Tonight is a big night for Revolution Inc. The road to Wrestlution has officially started. We’re all counting on you, Abbot, the ethnic one, and Jackson to make us proud.

Exhausted from the long walk with what felt like thousands of pounds weighing his arms down, Dennis took a seat and looked up at her.

Dennis:
And you?

Madison: Oh Anna? I was hoping she wouldn't make it tonight. Aids, car accident, kidnapped…anything will do.

Dennis: hmm...

Madison: Enough about Anna and her aids, I've got news. You've been invited to participate in a tryout for Osaka Pro. Here!

Madison reaches into her bra and pulls out his itinerary. Dennis stands, but is interrupted.

Madison:
Thank me later. Two weeks in Japan will do you some good. You'll be -

Dennis: Slow down. Japan, what?!

Madison:
Masa lfune is expecting you...you would dishonor him by not attending.

Dennis: Oh…

Madison nods.

Madison:
He's taken a special interest in you. This is a win win for all three of us, Dennis. This is an opportunity for him to assist in the destruction of his rival’s greatest creation…

Dennis:
I don't know, Madison…

Madison:
Be smart. You don't think Matsuda has sought counsel from The Tarantula?

Dennis blinks: You really are a wrestling encyclopedia. I'll think about it.

Madison: You're going. I've already set you up with a place for your stay. It's settled.

Dennis: You're not coming?

Madison: This is Lution season. Business time. You're going there to train and get acclimated as best you can with those rice throwers. I'll be here, making sure Revolution Inc has guidance. Then we’ll see each other again in Japan...and we’ll take things from there.

Madison folds her arms.


Madison
: You're going, yes?

Dennis: ...Osaka Pro here I come?

 

The Camera pans to the announce team!

Is he going to learn a new style?

Crouching Douglas Hidden, Cunt!

 


SID HARRISON VS B17

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That was clutch!

They are both spent!

 

4 Days Before Glory…..

You hear someone being paged over the loud speakers, telephones ringing and heels drumming on the tiles of the busy hallways of Bellevue Hospital in Midtown.

A nurse walks into H2O’s room to give him a cup of water with ice and some saltines.

NURSE:
Dr. Steele will be in with you shor-. Oh wait here he is now.

Dr. S: Thank you Nurse Beil. Good day to you Mr. Ocean.

H2O: Thank you, Nurse. Please, call me Harvey Dr. Steele. Am I cleared to go? I have a plane to catch to D.C. tomorrow morning.

Dr. Steele puts up several different charts of H2O’s knee. H2O squints to see them.


H2O:
What am I looking for, Doc? I don't see any tears or anything.

DR. S: Ah Well, Harvey there's good news and bad news. With all the swelling and bruises you came in here with we thought you had completely torn your ligaments. But the good news is it's not the case.

H2O: Give it to me straight, Doc. No chaser please. I'm a big boy.

Dr. S: The bad news is you have what we like to call a moderate grade II sprain. Slightly tear of your PCL. It's a 2-6 weeks recovery time.

H2O: No no. I have one of the biggest matches of my career in just 4 days! This can't be. Not going to happen. Plus Lution is coming!

DR. S: Harvey, my recommendation is for you to stay off that leg for at least 3 of those 6 weeks for that ligament to strengthen and heal. Even at your age of 24 you still have to wait it out to avoid an even more serious injury. Got it?

H2O stares up into the bright lights with his hands in his hair.


H2O:
(Sighs) Yeah, Doc. I get it…I get it. (whispers) Dammit.

The Camera pans to the announce team!

Is he even going to make it to Road To Glory!

Guess we will find out!

 

Cactus Guage VS Austin Lee

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Baw gawd!

Right in the breadbasket.

 

Previously Recorded
We transition over to the streets of New York where we see Dragana and Johnny Law standing on the sidewalk. Johnny is scratching his hockey mask as Dragana looks around.


Johnny Law: According to what we've heard, Drago is nearby. Maybe we should ask around and see if anyone's seen him around.

Dragana nods. We then transition over to the arcade where Drago once fought Purge Ninjas and broke many arcade machines. We see his sister on a Daytona USA machine while Johnny is having a discussion with the manager, showing him a photo of Drago.

Johnny Law: Seen this guy around? We're trying to find him.

Manager:
Ah, not recently. I would've recognized him if he was around. Did you know that he paid for all the damages here? The incident wasn't even his fault and he covered everything.

Johnny Law: He's something else, that's for sure. All right Dragana, let's head out.

Johnny walks up to Dragana, who is a little busy using the manual transmission, having a drink, and steering. At the same time.


Johnny Law: Well, when you get done, we gotta move on to the next place.

Dragana: Vvvvvvrrrrrrrrr. VVVRRRRRRRRR. VRRRRRRRMMMMMMMM.

Johnny Law: Right. Sounds good.

The camera pans to the other side of the arcade, where we see Molly staring at Dragana through a pair of binoculars.

Molly: I'll reveal to the whole world that you're just a fake, Drago! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

She notices someone giving her an awkward glare and she hisses at the civilian. She resumes laughing maniacally as we fade to black.

The Camera pans to the announce team!

Av Mercy!

How can Drago be at 2 places at once?

 

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