OCWFED.com Presents Riot

   

 

The camera cuts backstage to a lavish private locker room.

There’s a group of men and women, the men are dressed in pastel colored shorts and polo’s and dark blazers while the women are dressed in bright summer dresses and large hats.

As the camera approaches the crowd parts to reveal a wrestler wearing blue trunks, a sweater vest and a blazer, showing off his boots.


JRK:
… and thats how I convinced the CFO of UGGs to give me a sponsorship over brunch.

As if on cue the wrestler looks into the camera and brushes a hand through his hair giving a charming smile.

JRK:
Hello OCW, my name is John Robert Kennedy, and unlike the rest of the so called “talent” you have here, I don’t strive for greatness.

JRK looks around to the crowd around him, gives a dismissive chuckle and continues.

JRK:
I was born into it as the heir apparent to America's Royal Family, and if you disagree, I'm sorry to say, you might find yourself in The Curse of the Kennedys.

JRK winks to the camera and makes his way out of the locker room heading towards his match.

 

The camera pans to the announce team.

 

You know what they say about Wrestlers without kneepads.

DO I!

The X-Tron Flickers on!

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As the crowd cheers for a man they last saw being wheeled out in pieces some weeks ago, the One Man Revolution signals toward ringside for a mic.

It’s tossed up to him, and he turns to the hard camera, punching the mic up above his head as the crowd pops. He paces back and forth before turning to the camera again, and raising the mic to his face.

Bobby Minio: I told ya guys I was gonna win.

Some of the audience laugh in response. Minio drops his head and shakes it side to side.

Bobby Minio: I think it goes without saying that… that stuff, that’s far from over.

Bobby Minio: That was one of the worst things that has happened to me since I joined this company, and the other bad things all tend to fall in the Pugh section as well, but he and I… we ain’t done yet. Not yet.

Bobby Minio: I want… something final. I want something meaningful, something lasting. I want something that matters… and Pugh throwing us both onto a pile of regret like that, there’s no finality in that. There’s no closure. No, one man wins, one man loses, and we’re done with it.

He turns, glancing over his shoulder with a hint of nervous energy.

Bobby Minio: I want to be done with worrying about this, and THAT man. Three weeks ago both men were carted out on stretchers but only one man made it to the local hospital, and that was me. No one has seen or heard from Paul Pugh since he was wheeled out of the arena, and I have a hard time believing that is by accident.

Bobby Minio: I won’t spend the rest of this year worrying about his next opportunity. I want this finished officially. As soon as Pugh resurfaces… we put a bow on this and let the e-scholars debate it.

He turns on his heel, his voice trailing deliberately behind his movements.

Bobby Minio: Until then… I’m cleared for contact and I’m back. That’s why I’m wearing this.

Minio gestures down at his ring gear.


Bobby Minio: I show up every Riot, boots laced, and I wait for the next match. However long it takes, I get back on the horse, back in the ring, and I kick someone’s ass. Then I keep kicking asses until Pugh slithers his way back up here, and I take him somewhere and I kick HIS ass.

Bobby Minio: It’s a simple concept. C4 over EVERYTHING. Anyone that comes in contact learns the motto. See ya in the ring.

He turns to leave the ring, but stops as if he had forgotten something. He shakes it off, sliding through the ropes to ring side.

He is just about to hit the ramp when it dawns on him. The mic. Minio turns back to ring side, lifting the mic to his lips as he reaches the apron.

With a gentle touch, he quietly places the mic on the apron, before bringing his hands back sharply and admiring his work. He nods, then leaves the arena as Trainwreck 1979 plays him off to the backstage area.

 

 

The camera pans to the announce team.

Thank god!

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match

Prince Ali vs. J.R Kenny vs Lucky

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The camera pans to the announce team.

 

An unlikely outcome!

McPoyles!

 

 

 

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