Before the camera clears so that the audience can take in what's going on, grunting and groaning can be heard.
Cody Storm: "Oh hi there OCW."
Now that the camera has focused the scene is clearly the locker room of Your World Heavyweight Champion and his compatriots, The Blacklist.
Sitting in the center of the room, with his hands bound behind his chair and a handkerchief taped around his mouth gagging him, is one Samuel Hudson with bruises all over his face and blood running from the corners of his mouth and into the wrinkles of his aged face.
The three men step in front of Sam, taking center stage in the frame.
Cody Storm: "This is what happens when you challenge us Tobin Frost! I'll see you next week.... Tobin please."
Jonny D steps forward, choosing to jump in here.
Jonny D: "Last week we were challenged and I was put in the ring with two established wrestlers in your universe. Your blindness only saw me as a 'nobody'. In the rules of OCW that means I'm supposed to simply get ran over. How'd that work out for you?" Jonny D makes sure to emphasize that Samuel Hudson is in their custody by patting him on the back.
Jonny D: "We came out last week with not only a victory, but we shattered your world Tobin. When you challenged us you thought YOU could make the rules.
Johnny D: That YOU could make the demands, but Tobin we're The Blacklist. We're not from your universe, we don't play by your rules and we have no limits."
Wheeler: "You're absolutely right D. Slam-U fell last week because of the same grave mistake that the rest of you people made: you underestimated us.
Wheeler: You never gave people like us a snowball's chance in Hell, and Tobin and McGee paid dearly for it. Just as KD will later on tonight. Just as the entire company will pay for it in time. But as for now, the big picture in all of this is Samuel Hudson."
Wheeler: "You see, last week poor ol' Sam was just getting off his flight to Oklahoma City, to watch his favorite protégé continue to live his lifelong dream of wrestling for OCW. He watched Tobin become a man in that dusty old gym of his.
Wheeler glances back at the unfortunate mentor.
Wheeler: "I'm sure you must be very proud of him right now, eh Sammy?"
Sam struggles to break free, but at this point he is unable to do anything.
Wheeler: "Oh that's right, you're a little tied up at the moment. But I can assure you that Sam is in fact anything BUT proud right now! And you know why?
Wheeler: Because you brought this on him Tobin. You want something that belongs to our friend here. something he worked his whole career to get, something you simply don't deserve. And because of that, tragedy struck and your beloved mentor was the casualty."
Wheeler: "We told you people that we would punish all of you, and that when that happened, it would be your own fault. At the time that probably sounded like nothing but an empty threat, but now? Now I'd say that's beginning to look more like a promise."
Cody Storm: "Don't you see Tobin? You don't challenge me Tobin Frost, I challenge you!"
Cody Storm: "In fact, I'm challenging you to do what's right for your loved one. I'm challenging you to put aside this ridiculous quest to become the OCW World Heavyweight Champion. JUST LOOK AT HIM TOBIN!" Cody drags the camera over towards Samuel. He specifically skipped the typical blindfold gimmick so that the pain in Samuel's eyes can be seen clearly.
Cody Storm: "Look into his eyes Frost!"
Samuel starts shaking his head no, trying to tell Tobin to ignore Storm and not to deal with the devil, nor the Son of God.
Cody Storm: "You can end his pain Tobin. In three weeks when we meet in San Francisco you lie down, and you'll have your pathetic excuse for a father figure back with no more damage done.
Cody Storm: If you even attempt to put up a fight! SO HELP ME FATHER! Jonny D and Wheeler will be backstage and you don't even want to imagine what they're going to do to this poor man or what I'm going to do to you."
Cody Storm: "And don't even think about trying to play hero and make some miraculous save here tonight, all night long there will be at least two of us in this room Tobin, and if you thought that steel chair we wrapped around your skull last week was bad, you haven't felt a damn thing yet! Just do the right thing and this can all end happily ever after: with The Son of God remaining Your World Heavyweight Champion."
The camera pans to the announce team.
He just took it to the next level.
What is going through the mind of Tobin Frost right now?
The Xtron Flickers on as we come back from Commercial Break
"This is an emergency broadcast. This is not a test. I repeat this is not a test."
The mysterious voice is soon joined by others, male, female, those of various creeds and cultures. Scenes from around the world flood the screen, murder, theft, natural disaster and crimes so heinous they could only be perpetrated by the dregs of modern society.
Jacob: But it isn't like this everywhere...
The camera footage changes, showing a beautiful country scene, the camera sweeping up a road by a lake until it follows a river right up to a majestic waterfall and a sign.
Jacob: Jacobs Falls...
The scene changes to a group of enthusiastic school kids playing basketball in and around Jacob who tries to block, but as the child jumps he lifts him up, allowing him to dunk. The child beams with joy and fist pumps the air in celebration.
Jacob: Well done Billy!
Jacob turns as if noticing the camera for the first time.
Jacob: Oh, I didn't see you there... Welcome to Jacobs Falls a place where humanity can be humane, if you're tired of the atrocities of the world you can come here and join like minded people...
Little Billy adds to the plug, and runs up and hugs Jacobs side.
Billy: I love you Mr Trance.
Jacob reaches down and ruffles Billy's hair.
Jacob: Jacobs Falls, where everyone is family... We look forward to seeing you. At that Jacob smiles wide for the camera and the infomercial ends.
The camera pans to the announce team.
He's Losing it.
How can he lose it if he never had it!
The Xtron Flickers on!
The camera pans to the announce team.
BAW GAWD!
THAT IS A FIRST IN OCW HISTORY!
* K.Dangelo walks out to the top of the entrance and he doesn't look like he's in a very good mood *
K.Dangelo : Evening saints and sinners alike . Last week put me a not so holy mood . I was all ready to seek a matter of revenge on three blasphemous monkeys when I'm asked to do the right thing. * The crowd erupts in boos *
K.Dangelo : Yeah that's the same way I felt too . I'm thinking it would be ok if they at least get the W but that wasn't to be . I was thinking to myself ,Self I could destroy either of them ! Code was a blink of a eye from dropping the title to me and rookies.
(starts laughing)
K.Dangelo : So tonight Wheerler I welcome you to where the big boys play . This isn't some candy store wrestling fed ,here in the OCdub you will realize why I am the minister of pain ! I welcome you but I may be saying goodbye cause you see first hand what happens to sinners who cross The Alpha.
K.Dangelo :So hello and cya Mr. Wheeler!
K.Dangleo vs Wheeler
The camera pans to the announce team.
Good Heavens!
Heavens be good!
Somewhere in Middle America...
Trisha Waldrop possibly bit off a little more than she could chew when she decided to visit the home of Tiberius Dupree for this week's In Your Crib segment.
Right now she's hovering over the shattered grounds to the OMG Mega Estate riding in a bright gold helicoptor. All the major roads to the estate have been recently blockaded by local authorities.
An official OMG decal is seen on the nose, with BOLD crudely written in spray paint underneath.
As the chopper circles the gigantic estate we see huge sandbag barricades, several types of abandoned mini vans, sporting gear, a capsized clown car, and a half inflated purple Godzilla.
The OMG Mega Mansion itself is built into the side of a cliff over looking a small man made lake. Carved into the cliff's face, just under the Mega Mansion itself are 4 sculpted faces.
One of Dimsmore, one of Patolomai, Hideto Matsuda and Tiberius Dupree. Tibby's face has a newly acquired mustache thanks to OUR Villian. On the lake is a large frigate style ship with beautiful black sails.
Another, mostly sunken craft can be seen off in the distance.
If the OMG Mega Estate didn't look like Bosnia meets Looney Tunes, one might think this estate could rival Tony Stark's for supremacy.
Trisha finally lands on the helipad, she is immediately greeted by the Mustard King of Betterness himself, shouting over the chopper.
Dupree: Salutations Ms. Waldrop! Put this on!
Tibby hands her a gold construction helmet, the rush down a flight of steps into a sleak corridor with a elevator at the end. With a million and one questions to ask, Trisha executes her first, while they take the lift.
Trisha: What's this safety helmet for?
Dupree: Umm...for your safety, these are dangerous-dangerous times Ms. Waldrop.
Trisha: I guess so, I seen the grounds, what happened out there?
Dupree: Yesterday my Soccer Mom 2nd Regiment defeated that fartface's 4th Clown Company in hand to hand combat. I hate freakin' clowns, like fifty of those monsters hopped out of one tiny car with savage balloon animals. He's trying to psyche me out, but he doesn't know my betterness shields such petty threats effortlessly. The elevator stops on the main floor, the pair walk into the vestibule, camera man in tow. Even the main vestuble looks like a miniature warzone.
The elegant decor is defaced by the missing west wall. A broken chandelier rest in the center of the room.
Trisha: This estate is huge, how did you guys manage to afford all this?
Dupree: Back when Odessa Ebony was our accountant slash lawyer slash broker slash snobby know it all, she invested all members of OMG's assests very successfully. Our individual wealth was substantial for most top tier performers, but as a conglomerate we're worth a hell of a lot more.
She just follows Tibby, walking though the half beautiful, half chaotic Mega Mansion. There seems to be 4 wings to the house, possibly each belonging to a member of Overness Meets Greatness.
Trisha: Now I understand why neither you or Matsuda are willing to part peacefully. But is all this necessary, your home is getting destroyed. I'm sure Pato and Dims would like your issues resolved...
Dupree: All this is definitely necessary, it's the principle of the matter. For the last time Matsuda has disrespected my omnipotent betterness...Dims is the enemy now, he sided with the Villain. Pato is a peaceful giant at heart, he's the true representation of goodness, that's why he's in OMG BOLD, and not Wack Pack.
We walk pass a large area sectioned off by protective glass. Behind the glass is a multitude of engineers working on a huge mechanical robot with a Twack Pack logo, the size of a large building.
At first Tibby pays it no mind and continues walking, he immediately moonwalks, touching a earpiece as he stares at the large robot.
Dupree: He's got a freaking Jaeger Guchi, a Jaeger! I want one now! Amazed Trisha marvels at the huge robot being assembled. The camera fades to be continued later in the show.
The camera pans to the announce team.
Oh you got to be kidding me!
This is Awesome!
As the hustle and bustle of Riot continues out around the ring we cut backstage to the relative solace of a non-descript corridor.
A familiar figure cuts through the area at a rate of knots, seemingly in a hurry to be somewhere. Initially, we only see the legs of the stranger, until the camera swings up to reveal The Champion of Champions Paul Pugh.
He’s wearing a skinny fit “Franchize” T and carrying his title belt across his left shoulder. As the camera finds his face, he stops in his tracks.
Pugh nods and grins a little at someone on the other side of the camera, before we’re shown the reason why he’s stopped. Before him stands the Chairman of the Board, Our Hero himself… the formerly incarcerated Jaysin Clinton Sensation. Our Hero nods his head and offers a handshake to the former World Champion.
As his hand remains solidly held out, Kid Ego scratches his nose and laughs. He shakes his head, signalling “never”. Our Hero shrugs his shoulders at the disrespectful NA Champion and removes his offer. Both men remain face to face, about four feet between them, locked in a stare to the death, a stare only broken by Our Hero’s glance at Pugh’s left arm.
Our Hero: I thought I told you to cover that up? The camera cuts to a pixelated image of Pugh’s inner left forearm – the “C**T” tattoo of which he is so proud. Pugh smiles again and offers his boss the familiar single fingered salute made famous by a certain Scumbag.
Our Hero: ........ Just so we’re clear, I think your a piece of ####. Nodding his head, Pugh responds slyly
Pugh: You and everyone else right?
With that, Kid Ego tries to walk past Our Hero, casually slamming into his shoulder as if in the halls of a high school. Our Hero smirks and glances back at Pugh before continuing with his business.
