(The TV clicks to the new home of the OCW, the WBN, (World Broadcasting Network) as the OCW's opening come's on. With scenes of crowds from past shows cheering and fireworks going off as the letters O, C, and W come on one by one until everything comes to an abrupt end with the letters merging together and underneath saying "Welcome to the Experience." As that scene cuts another opens where bombs are seen flying and then exploding with planes flying around also. Out of one of the plans the words Friday Night War fly out and land with a big crash on the ground causing the people moving around on the ground to shake. As that ends once again a scene opens, this time of all of the OCW FNW's of the past. Finally, papers slam on a desk with the letters OCW pasted on them. Then a large stamp comes down and marks CLOSED ontop of the letters. Logain Caine, Silverfreek, The Great One, Scott Syren, and Kabuki Joe come on the screen and begin to talk in unison.)
Group of Superstars: The OCW, closed. A sad thing to hear. But then came along Dean to show hope once again on the sad young talent inside the confides of the OCW. The news he brought with him was the most spectacular we have heard yet. The new is that the OCW would reopen. So now we are here. Waiting for the first card. Now it happens.
(The camera zooms in to the eyes of Syren's and TGO's in a split screen as only those two talk.)
Syren and TGO: Let the maddness begin!!!
(The scene cuts to a jammed packed Reunion Arena in Dallas, Texas as "Enter The Sandman" plays as Friday Night War's new them music. As fans hold up signs that read "Welcome back OCW" , "We came to see Syren" , "JFC ROCKS" , "TGO is my dad" and such as the camera pans around the arena as fireworks go off on the new set of Friday Night War. A hand is shown on the screen by computer animation it looks like, and has a stamp in hand. The stamp gets marked and it reads "REOPENED." The camera goes down to ringside where two men are sitting behind a commentator's booth one is recongnizable as Hood and one looks new. Hood speaks first.)
Hood: Welcome to the new Friday Night War!!!
Sam: Hello, I'm the new commentator taking over for Smith. I'm Sam Cabraski.
Hood: Yes, the good news has finally arrived, Smith is no longer here.
Sam: I would say so, you drove him through a table on Piledriver. I don't think he'll be coming back after that.
Hood: If that bastard knows what's good for him he won't.
Sam: I feel a big angle with Hood and Smith. And hopefully I can weasel my way out of it!
Hood: Well lets get down to business. The announcer is in the ring right now.
Cobbs: Please welcome the President and Owner of the OCW. President Dean!!!
*Dean's music hits and out he comes dressing in only the best line of clothing. He makes his way down to the ring with a microphone in hand. He climbs in and begins to speak, but not until Hood and Sam can get their words in.*
Hood: I guess Dean isn't wasting anytime before making his presence known once again in the OCW.
Sam: I have a feeling that he is going to have to prove himself to all of the superstars once again that he can be relied on.
Dean: Now we are here in the jammed to the rafters Reunion Arena in Dallas, Texas. I say the all-around best city in the whole free nation. *Gets a cheap pop* We are here to usher in the new era of the OCW. The era where we will not quit. We will not give up. An era where I and my new commishioner will reign supreme. This isn't going to be an organization anymore where some wrestler takes over and pushes me to the side. Oh no. This is the federation where I have the power. And I'm not about to take sh*t from anyone! Yes, that's right. This is the era to where I will make all of the decisions, except when Cheasy sees fit to step in and make a couple of his own. This will be the best wrestling organization that the world has ever seen. And it will be the most revolutionizing federation. So without further adieu, I want to bring out my partner in this madhouse. Commish Cheasy M.!!
*Cheasy comes out to the OCW theme. He is sporting a suit, but the style is thrown off by the backwards baseball cap and a goofy grin that seems to cross his face everytime that we see him. He walks to the ring and grabs the mic from the hand of Dean.*
Cheasy: Yes, I am here to save the day!! This is the place where I will finally make a mark in the wrestling business. Of course, as you saw on my own show of Wednesday Piledriver, we had one hell of a good time. Especially by putting old employees in their places, and through tables. *Crowd starts to cheer Hood's name* Yes, that's right, we saw the best show that has ever been inside the OCW on Wednesday Night, except for today. This show will top them all. This show will be the definative show of the OCW, you can bank on it.
Dean: That's right, tonight, we will introduce the newest angles of the OCW. Yes, the newest angles. And we will finally show how the OCW can kick it with every other federation that is out there today. We will come on top of the competition and show how much we can all learn from this experience.
Cheasy: So, welcome once again. I will be making multiple appearnaces throughout the night, hopefully. Oh Dang! I have to leave half-way through the show! I forgot I have to catch a plane for the Leno show. But maybe I can ditch it, who knows?
Prez Dean: Now, I have something I want to talk about and it concerns this! The Vacant World Heavyweight Title. As you know, Scorpion retired from the world of professional wrestling, leaving this title vacant and up for grabs. So, now let me…..
~ “Down With The Sickness” by Disturbed begins playing and out comes Logan Caine, he gets inside the ring and begins speaking~
Logan Caine: Now look here Dean-o! I have been in OCW longer than anyone, ANYONE. And yet, every time you pick somebody to compete for that World Title, I am over looked, why? WHY? Is it because I am not charismatic like Silverfreak? Is it cause I don’t claim to be Fucking cool like Scott Syren? Or is it because I don’t run around with a bunch of butt buddies like Scorpion and the Soul Assassins? Whatever the case may be, I am sick of it! SICK OF IT!! I demand I get a shot at that title! And I demand it NOW!!!
Prez Dean: Ok ok, now calm down Mr. Sickness. You may get your wish, that is if there is anyone in the back that is willing to take you on for this World Title.
~Suddenly the arena lights go out, after a few seconds the titantron shows a large man in a trench-coat standing somewhere in the back. He turns around and you recognize him as Night Crawler. There is just enough light in the room to barely see his face. With the arena still in darkness, Night Crawler begins to address the OCW~
Night Crawler: Yes, it is me, Night Crawler and I am back. I see that the OCW has finally decided to pull itself together, well good, I am glad to see that. Because I am sick and tired of hopping from one federation to another, it is time that I find somewhere and call it home and hopefully I can do that in OCW. But there is a matter that I want to address, and it is that of the Vacant World Heavyweight Championship. Well, I couldn’t help but to hear Logan Caine come out and all but begin to stomp and kick in the ring and whine about how he never got his shot. Well big guy, here is your chance, I challenge you for that vacant title here tonight! So your ass get ready, because the Beast in Black is seeking the gold, and it isn't going to let anybody or anything stand in its way!!!!
~The titantron goes off and Logan Caine heads to the back. Prez Dean follows him back there as Hood and Sam speak~
Sam: Looks like Logan Caine vs. Night Crawler here tonight for the World Title!!
Hood: Sure does, this out to be a good one!
Sam: Uh Huh!!!
*The OCW theme hits as out walks Dean and Cheasy. Hood and Sam speak.*
Sam: We'll be back after these messages!
(Commercial: "The OCW Hall Of Fame coming soon! Go to OCW.com to vote today!!" ; "Frost Bite, Hell freezes over later this month.")
*As the commercial ends a scene pops up to the back where a camera is following Triple P and Triple M, Perfectly Marvelous in the back. The start to talk as two masked men and TGO run out and start attacking them with steel pipes. TGO slams Triple M through a table with chokeslam as the other two take out Triple P with the steel pipes. They continue to pummel Perfectly Marvelous with steel pipes. Both Triple M and Triple P are busted open. TGO tells the two masked men to stop as they leave and leave Perfectly Marvelous in a pool of their own blood.*
Hood: What the hell was that??
Sam: I don't know? But I've worked in a previous federation where TGO was in and he wasn't this violent. He really has a mean streak right now and I wouldn't mess with him.
Hood: Hold up, something is going on in the back with Dean in his office.
~Camera cuts to backstage where we see Prez Dean sitting in his office, talking to Commish Cheasy M about the Television Title that is laying on his desk~
Prez Dean: Damn, I am so confused about what to do with this thing. There is really no clear cut number one contender for this belt!
Cheasy M: Uhhh….I dunno, maybe divine intervention will take place!
Prez Dean: What?!
~Suddenly the door flies open and we see Triple P standing in the door way with his tag title around his waist, he walks in and places his hands on the desk of Prez Dean and speaks~
Triple P: I couldn’t help but to overhear your conversation, and it kinda upsets me that you haven’t figured out that since a perfect man dropped this belt, it would only make sense that another perfect man picks it up!
Cheasy M: What are you saying?
Triple P: I am saying that Triple P is the only wrestler around here deserving of that Television Title and that you should have realized that!
~Triple P reaches for the title but as he does, we see another figure rush into the room, it is Jack Porter, he looks very upset and speaks~
Jack Porter: Look here you Triple Ping Faggot, if you touch that belt, I will rape and kill your whole family!
Triple P: Dude, what in the hell are you talking about?!
~Both men begin to shove each other when Prez Dean stands up and breaks them up, he speaks~
Prez Dean: Calm down! Fine, you two can battle it out for this belt…..
~Beefcake Brian Hanes runs in with a half worried, half pissed look on his face, he speaks his mind~
Beefcake Brian Hanes: Wait! That isn’t fair! I tied Jack Porter in our debut match! I should be just a worthy of a shot as him!
Jack Porter: Shut up! Nobody wants your cake!
Beefcake Brian Hanes: Huh? I didn’t say anything about cake!
~Prez Dean gets up to make an announcement until he is interrupted again, this time by James Vorex~
James Vorex: Now wait a minute, this isn’t even close to being fair! I have been in OCW longer than these young punks have even been alive! I deserve a shot!
Triple P: Hah! Yea, you have been here for awhile, but what do you have to show for it? A losing record, haha!
Prez Dean: Listen guys, calm down, it is obvious that the only way to settle this would be a fatal four…..Now what!!!
~The Great One enters the room, with a look of greatness on his face. He calmly walks up to the President’s desk and speaks~
TGO: Look Prez, I help run Friday Night War, I am undefeated and hell, I am The Great One, I deserve a damn shot at this belt, so give it to me!
Voice: You are not the greatest!
Triple P: Who in the hell is that?!
Titan 3: I am Titan 3, and I am the greatest!
Triple P: Aren’t you a rookie?
Titan 3: That don’t mean shit!
~Dilion Draven and Shadow Stalker then rush into the office and begin shouting~
Draven & Stalker: Hey, if T3 gets a shot, then so do we! Cause we are rookies too!!!!
~All eight men begin pushing and shoving. Dean then stands on top of his desk and begins yelling~
Prez Dean: HEY HEY!! ALL YOU SUCKAS SHUT THE HELL UP!!! Good! Here is the way it is gonna go down! Starting Monday, we will begin and eight man tournament for the Television title. Two matches Monday, two matches Friday, with the winner going on for the final two matches on Friday Night War, December 23rd. Then, the winners of those two matches face off at the Pay Per View for this Television Title! NOW CAN YOU EIGHT SUCKAS DIG THAT!!!!!
~All eight men shake their heads with approval and walk out of Dean’s office. Dean then sits back in his chair, looks at the Television title, curses at it and drops it on the ground. While he is leaning back, Cheasy M goes to massage his forehead, but Dean swings at Cheasy’s hands and Cheasy stops. The camera cuts back to ringside~
Sam: Well Hood, a lot of stuff has gone down tonight…no telling what is next.
Hood: Yea, no shit sherlock
~Suddenly “Cha-Ching Cha-Ching” hits the PA and the fans stand to see who it is, then out walks newcomer to OCW, AJ Cash, with a shit smile on his face. He has a mic in hand and begins speaking~
AJ Cash: Hello OCW! You may not know who I am, but I am the next OCW superstar, AJ Cash. I have been bouncing around from place to place, looking for a home and I finally found one. And now, it is time for AJ Cash to rise to the top of OCW and show all of you fans just what you have been missing. But first things first, it has been brought to my attention that the LightWeight Title is vacated. Well hell, that is right up my alley, because I am without a doubt the best damn lightweight in this business today and nobody…..
~AJ Cash is cut off as we hear “Illusions” by Cypress Hill start up~
Sam: Oh My Goodness!! Could this be Scorpion, the former World Champ?
Hood: No! He retired you fuckin’ moron!!
Sam: Well then who is it!?
Hood: Uhh…maybe that guy in the ring behind Cash is him.
~AJ Cash feels the presence of someone standing behind him in the ring. He turns around and sees it is ENIGMA!!~
Sam: Hood! It is Enigma!! The mysterious Enigma!!
Hood: Oh Man!! I can’t believe what I am seeing! Enigma! In OCW!!
~AJ Cash tries to nail Enigma with the mic, but Enigma ducks, turns AJ around, kicks him in the gut, lifts him up and drops him with a move similar to the Juvi Driver. Enigma now goes to the top rope, leaps off and connects with a shooting star press, the fans are cheering like crazy. Enigma then is walking to the back when Prez Dean confronts him at the top of the ramp~
Prez Dean; Well, well, if it ain’t the Enigmatic one, the soul takin’ brotha. Well listen here sucka, you can’t just show up wherever and whenever you want, beating people up, if you want that LightWeight title, your ass is gonna have to earn it! That’s right, I am talking about a four man tourney for this lightweight strap, with the two men to advance, facing off at the PPV. Oh, by the way, you seem pretty tough when you nail a guy from behind, lets see how you do face to face with the same man. I am talking about Enigma vs. AJ Cash, here tonight as the first match of our tornament! So, can your mysterious ass DIG THAT!!!
~Enigma walks right up in Prez Dean’s face. They stare each other down…Enigma has this intense look in his eyes as he face twitches. He then speaks~
Enigma: Yea, I can dig it….Brotha…..
~Enigma then exits the arena leaving Prez Dean standing there with a nervous look on his face as he takes a big gulp. He then heads to the back~
Sam: What an announcement from Dean. We'll be back with our first match of the new era right after this commercial break.
(Commercial: "Join the OCW today and you become the next Scott Syren." ; "OCW Training Facility COMING SOON!!")
Sam: And we are back with the first match of the night.
Hood: Although this card isn't big on matches, it has certainly dished out some major angles so far!!
Sam: And just to think there is more to come!!!
Hood: Anyways, this first match pits Enigma against AJ Cash. Two newcomers here in the OCW looking to make a name for themselves.
Sam: When one of them pulls off a win for this match then they will most definately be cannonpulted to major regards here in the OCW.
Cobbs: Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to the first fight of the new era. This match is for the Lightweight Championship. First making his way to the ring, the man that some call the most hardcore person to step foot inside the OCW, Enigma!!!!
* “Illusions” by Cypress Hill hits as out he comes looking intimidating under the glow of the lights. He comes down to the ring and bounces around waiting for AJ Cash.*
Hood: This man should be a force inside the OCW in the near future.
Sam: But can he compete against the likes of Logan Caine or Silverfreek?
Cobbs: And now making his way to the ring, AJ Cash!!!!
* “Cha-Ching Cha-Ching” hits and out he comes running to the ring, looking to get things started early, but is met by Engima putting the boots to him in the early going.*
Hood: There is some rookie mistakes right there.
Sam: Then you know that he couldn't hang with the big boys.
*AJ bounces up quickly and starts trading punches with Engima. Engima gains the upper hand and applies a headlock to AJ. AJ backs into the ropes and send Engima into them. Engima bounces off of the ropes and gets met with a tremendous clothesline that send him down to the mat hard. AJ bounces off of the rops and jumps up for a leg drop, but Engima rolls out of the way. AJ grabs his quad in pain. Engima pulls up AJ and kicks him in the gut. Engima sets AJ up for a piledriver and connects. He goes for the pin in the early going 1...kick out by AJ Cash.*
Sam: You would think that Engima the supposed veteran in this match should know better than to go for the cover this early in the match.
Hood: But hey, you have to give him credit though for taking it to AJ in the early going.
*Engima picks up AJ and sends him into the turnbuckle. Engima rushes in and gets met with a big boot to the chin. AJ gets on the second turnbuckle and pulls Engima in from behind and locks him into a dragon sleeper like maneuver. AJ jumps off and spins around sending Engima into the mat with a spinning reverse ddt. AJ gets on the turnbuckle again, but this time taunts Engima to get up and working the crowd who gives him a pretty good ovation. As Engima gets up AJ jumps off with a double axe handle, but Engima ducks it and catches AJ with a Rock Bottom Spinebuster maneuver. Both men are down.*
Sam: What a move by Engima and AJ Cash too!!
Hood: It looks like these guys have a hell of a lot more than I gave them credit for.
*The ref starts the 10 count with both men down. 1...2...3...4...both men start to get to their feet, 5...6...AJ gets to his feet first and then Engima. AJ rushes in towards Engima, but somehow Engima catches AJ in a suplex. Engima lifts AJ up turns him and then hits a beautiful Screwdriver type maneuver. The fans jump to their feet and start a chant of "Hell Yeah." Engima pulls up AJ and sends him into the ropes. Engima ducks down for a back body drop, but AJ telegraphs it and kicks the chest of Engima making him stand up and grab his chest. AJ backs up and gets a superkick into the jaw of Engima. Engima is down on the ground. AJ goes to the top turnbuckle and jumps off with a corkscrew splash, but Engima gets his knees up. AJ rolls around in pain as Engima gets up and throws AJ to the outside. The ref starts another ten count.*
Hood: If they know what's good for them then they better get in the ring and finish it in there.
Sam: That's right, they can't win the title on the outside.
*Engima sends AJ into the barracade. 1...2...AJ runs back with a thunderous clothesline to Engima that sends him in a flip. 3...4...5...AJ pulls out the steel steps, 6...7...8...AJ pulls up Engima on the steps and ddt's him on them. The ref finishes the count of 9...10. The ref rings the bell. AJ celebrates as Engima is layed out on the steps.*
Sam: What is the decision. DQ or double countout??
Cobbs: The final decision for this match is a double countout. So the Lighweight Title is still vacant at this point in time!!!
Hood: What a match we had there!!!
Sam: This has to be the definative night in OCW's history.
~The arena lights suddenly fade to red. The long wail of an air raid siren begins to scream over the arena. Each one of the red lights begin to flash on and off in a random pattern, until suddenly, the arena is flooded in bright red light and "Everything Sucks" by Dope begins to play. The fans stand in anticipation, some booing, some cheering, but every last one of them thrilled to the bone as they wait for the man known as the Icon of OCW to come down the aisle. And then, there he is, standing in the entranceway, the one and only Scott Syren. ~
Hood: "Its Scott Syren! Yes!"
~Scott Syren is wearing a tight black ribbed t-shirt and dark blue Ecko jeans with Nike hiking shoes. He also has on black fingerless Nike football gloves and yellow Nike sunglasses. His light blonde shoulder-length hair is pulled back into cornrows. He stands at the entrancewat fir a minute, looking left to right and smiling. Then he takes his time walking into the ring and calling for a microphone, which he is promptly handed. The music fades out and a hush comes over the crowd as Scott holds the microphone to his mouth. He looks around before speaking. It is so silent in the arena, a deaf man could hear a pin drop (well not really THAT quiet, but you know) ~
Scott Syren: "Shut up you stupid jerks!"
~The crowd boos rabidly as Scott Syren laughs hysterically in the middle of the ring.~
Scott Syren: "But if I could be real with y'all for a minute here, I have a few people I'd like to address. Before all that though, I just wanna say I'm friggin' awesome. Ok, now that thats out of the way, I have something I'd like to say to The Great One. TGO, it seems like every day you and Dean get closer and closer... but, TGO, if you persist to annoy me, the only way you'll be close to Dean is if he becomes a long-term care attendant."
~The crowd gives a mixed reaction to the comment about TGO, Scott waits for them to stop and continues. ~
Scott: "Next I wanna talk about a little somebody named Cash Money. Now, Cash, you don't see the belt with me here tonight, but rest assured I'm still the Hardcore Champion of OCW. Now, hell no, I'm not your conventional Hardcore champion. I don't come out here and slit my wrists to show how tough I am, because pain sucks. I don't come out here and light myself on fire, because thats a huge safety no-no, and I don't come out here and tell everyone I'm going to rip off their heads and shit down their throats, because quite frankly, that kinda stuff spreads germs. You don't know how many diseases you can get from contact with other people's fecal matter. You know how many shots you would need to get? Good hygene isn't a joke people, without proper washing and proper avoidance of waste, you could..." ~
~Scott pauses and gets a blank look on his face, he remains silent for a few seconds ~
Scott: "What the hell was I talking about... oh, yeah, the Hardcore Title. So yeah, I may not be the stereotype of a maniacal hardcore badass, but I'm right up there with anyone else when it comes to beating people's asses... but I don't need to tell you that, Cash, you already learned it firsthand. Now, I didn't bring the belt for two reasons. Number one, I brought it to the jewelers to have it polished up for the new era in OCW... Now, it wasn't the prettiest belt to begin with, but that thing has been used as a weapon so many times, theres all sorts of filth on it. The other reason I didn't bring it is because I knew that you, the little weasel sonofabitch that you are, I knew that you and your deviant ass friends would try to steal it. I guess I don't blame you thought, because thats the only way in hell you'll EVER get it back! I mean how else are you gonna take it back, fight me for it!? Please, last time we fought, you were too scared to even cut a promo about the match. So CashMoney, TGO, and all you other stupid jerks in the back better buckle up and nuckle up, because Scott Syren and J.F.C. are back to OOOOH I CAN'T SAY THAT ON TV you up... round 2, bitches, ya heard me?!"
~The crowd gives a mostly negative reaction as Scott throws the mic down and exits the ring, Scott is walking up the ramp when all of a sudden “Ain’t Nothin’ But a G-Thang” begins playing and we see Cash Money step out from behind the curtain. He has a mic in hand and begins speaking~
Cash Money: You know Scott, you want to come out here and bad mouth me like that in front of all these fans? Well that is just fine with me, cause I really couldn’t give two fucks about what these pieces of shit think of me! But when you come out and talk about how took my Hardcore Title away from me…now that gets to me. You see Syren, you caught me at a weak point in my career, you caught me when I wasn’t focused on my wrestling career. Well, lucky for you I guess. But that is all gonna change now. I want my title back and if I gotta take it outta your ass, then I will. Because ain’t nothin’ gonna stop me from getting my belt back, especially a has been like yourself!
~Money drops the mic and charges at Syren, they begin to brawl and the fans are cheering. Suddenly OCW security rushes out there and breaks up the fighting. They drag Cash Money to the back as Syren is still out on the ramp way. The scene then cuts back to Hood and Jones~
Hood: Looks like Cash Money didn’t take to kindly to what Scott Syren had to say!
Sam: Uh huh! Looks like we are gonna have ourselves a hardcore title match down the line!
Hood: Sure does, but you know what? Syren will win, cause he is too fucking cool!
Sam: Get off his nuts man!
Hood: At least he has them dickhead!
Sam: We'll be back after these messages.
(Commercial: "Don't forget to catch all of the action in the OCW with Monday Night Massacre as our next card comes from Madison Square Garden in New York." ; "Don't miss the commishioner's show every Wednesday Night. On Wednesday Night Piledriver!!!")
~Triple M's picture begins to fade from the OCW-a-tron, the lime green 'Splattered SPAM Production' apears in his place. Suddenly the lights begin to flicker as men dressed in scottish-wear and carrying bagpipes begin to march down to the ring, playing "Rowdy" Roddy Piper's old enterance music. As the fans begin to stand and look at the enterance ramp in confusion, the Intercontinental Champion SiLVeRFReeK makes his way down to the ring, being fallowed by Kabuki Jo. SiLVeRFReeK is still now wearing a full scottish outfit, kilt and all, and has on a luchador mask. SiLVeRFReeK gets into the ring, and beings to do some fancy footwork, shades of Lord of the Dance, and then begins to speak.~
SiLVeR: "Cut my bagpipes!"
~The men playing the bagpipes suddenly stop. SiLVeRFReeK has a goofy grin across his face as he stands in the center of the ring.~
SiLVeR: "Gee... I've always wanted to say that. Well freakaholics can freakamaniacs, I'm back! Now the last time you saw me, I was in this honorable attire because I was prepairing for my match with El Linchador.... but as you can see, I have scared the beaner back across the border and have proven myself as the greatest Scottish Luchador that has ever lived! Now onto my important anouncement..."
~SiLVeRFReeK begins to pace around the ring, as Kabuki Jo stands in the middle, with a smirk on his face. SiLVeRFReeK takes off the luchador mask, and then takes off his Intercontinental title. He holds it in front of him, as he speaks.~
SiLVeR: "Who really wants to be champion of every continent of this world? I mean, come on! Over half of them can't even speak English... China is over poplulated, and Australia... their toliets flush the wrong way! That can't be good! So I am here by renaming MY championship, the Eggs and Bacon Championship! No no no, that's just not catchy egnouph... the Spamalonian Championship! Naw.. still too meaty... okay, I got it... I am now renaming myself as the Interdementional Champion!"
~SiLVeRFReeK raises the belt high above his head, and walks around the ring, as if he has just won it for the first time. After parading, he puts the belt over his shoulder, and continues to speak.~
SiLVeR: "Wow... that's just 'f*cking' cool... sorry, shameless plug there... so who will have the balls egnouph to try to dethrown the new CHAMPION of this DEMENTION?! Who will try to take down the one and the only frea...."
~ “Last Resort” by Papa Roach begins playing and the fans stand and cheer as they see Triple M come out from behind the curtain and is now standing at the top of the ramp. He has a mic in hand, he speaks~
Triple M: Just what in the hell do you think you are doing?! What gives you the right to interrupt my interview, that is my time on the air and you just cut in like it doesn’t even matter? And what in the hell are you doing with that Intercontinental title, you are treating it like a worthless piece of garbage!!! You know something, I used to look up to you and respect you, but now, I see that you are nothing more than just a goofy Freak, that is all you are!
SiLVeR: Oh, is that so?
Triple M: Yep, and you know something else? OCW is a great federation, and it doesn’t need champions like yourself, so how about I come down to that ring and do OCW a big favor. How about I get in there and kick your ass all over that ring, take that title away from you and put it around the waist of a real, deserving champion!
SiLVeR: Well Come on man, nobody is stopping ya!
~Triple M tosses down the mic and sprints towards the ring. He slides into the ring and Freek goes to nail him with the title, Triple M ducks. He begins to exchange blows with Freak. Before too long, OCW security fill the ring, stopping all this action. They break both men apart and drag them back to the locker room. The camera shifts to Sam and Hood~
Sam: Gosh Hood, looks like Triple M didn’t take too kindly to Silverfree cutting into his promo time!
Hood: Yea, no shit!
Smith: Uh Huh! Well, lets take a commercial break!
*The OCW comes back from the commercial to see Scott Syren and Kabuki Joe walking in the back talking to one another. Out from the shadows the two masked men and TGO once again make an attack. Scott puts up a fight for a while, but the numbers game gets to him as they pound each one of them with steel pipes once again. TGO picks up Syren and piledrives him on the cocrete floor. TGO calls the two masked men off that are hitting Kabuki with the pipes still. They quickly make a run for it. Silverfreek comes out and sees Syren and Kabuki laying out on the floor.*
Hood: When is this going to end???
Sam: I don't know. And I don't really care. As far as I'm concerned I think they are getting exactly what they deserve.
Hood: Well that is your view on it, not mine.
*"Make Me Bad" by Korn plays over the PA system as out comes TGO dressed in his wrestling attire. He comes out to a ovation of boos. He continues walking down the aisle with a mic in his hand and ignoring everything that comes his way. He slides under the ropes and begins to talk over the boos from the audience.*
TGO: Well it seems like Dean has been doing a lot of match making for the next couple of weeks. A couple of those matches involves me in a TV Title tournament. Oh, what a push I'm getting now. The last time I was in the OCW, I was finally getting my shot at a title that I deserved. But of course, Dean, had to go on and close the thing. But of course he goes and reopens it, that's the good thing about it. But now, I guess that I'm in a higher title race, so I'm not complaining too much. But my opponets better be complaining, because hell, they got to face me. I don't think that they even stand a chance against me. I'm one of the most dominate forces in the OCW right now. And I'm not going to stop at being what I've earned to be. I'm going to continue dominating the competition in the OCW and finally gain the World Championship. But I guess I'll just have to go through the competition for the TV Title and then show the OCW World Title contenders that I deserve every little bit to be up there with them. And after I show the world that, then I will finally be the OCW World Champion.
TGO: Now, I know that you've all been wondering why have I been making "random" attacks on the people in the back. Well they're not random at all. They all have a plan beside them. And hey, now the people that have been accompaning me? Well lets meet them right now.
*The two masked men come out to Korn's "Make Me Bad" they slide in the ring and wait.*
TGO: Now lets reveal them.
*TGO stands behind the first man and unmasks him to be Perry Ellis from Mississippi Mud.*
TGO: What a surprise!!! It's one of Mississippi Mud!! I wonder who the next man could be.....Drumroll please.
*TGO stands behind the next man and reveals him to be Stonewall Jackson the other member of Mississippi Mud.*
TGO: Yes folks, that's right. I've got the services of the best tag team that the OCW has ever seen. And I have brought the best damn stable ever to grace the sports entertainment world Heavy Metal!!! And we have a challenge to lay out for Monday Night for Perfectly Marvelous and a partner of their choice to team up with them to face Heavy Metal in a six man tag match. So Marvelous find a parnter. It would be your best decision. Now we have to go. We have a plane to catch.
*Korn's "Falling Away From Me" blasts over the PA system as the newly formed Heavy Metal leave.*
Hood: Oh My God!! What an announcement by TGO!!!
Sam: Heavy Metal is here and looking great!!! Wait, I am being told that Warrick is backstage with the United States Champion!!!
~The camera cuts backstage where we see Warrick standing with a microphone fixing to interview the United States Champion, Jessie “The Fish” Fitzgerald. Warrick speaks~
Warrick: Well, Jessie, it looks like we are having quite a night here in OCW so far, but what would the night be without a few words from the United States Champion.
Jessie Fitzgerald: Well, it would be a pretty crappy night if you ask me. I mean what do the fans want to see? They want to see the one and only Fish of the OCW, the man that is unstoppable, the man….
Slim Shady: Wait a minute, hold up, quit your yapping! The fans didn’t come to see you, they came to see the great OCW stars, like me, Slim Shady. The only reason you are United States champion is because you fought a couple of no talent jobbers for that belt!
Jessie Fitzgerald: Hmm…well I seem to remember kicking your ass in a tournament a few months back, I think it was called Last Man Standing!
Slim Shady: Oh really?
Jessie Fitzgerald: Yea…really!
~Shady turns around for a minute, with his hand around his chin. He then swings around quickly, nailing Jessie with a punch to the face. Jessie falls to the ground. Shady then tears the US title off of Jessie’s waist and begins to beat him with it. OCW officials soon arrive and break up the scene, but not before serious pain has been inflicted on the Fish. Shady is then escorted away, shouting stuff at Jessie, who is being attended to by medics~
Sam: It looks like Slim Shady is still sore over that loss to The Fish months ago!
Hood: Yea, I would be too! I mean, who in the hell wants to lose to a Fish?!
Sam: Good point!
Hood: Well since we are out of commercial time, lets go to the main event involving Logan Caine and Night Crawler in the World Title match!!!
Cobbs: Now for the main event!! This is for the World Title. First making his way to the ring at this time, the sickness himself. Logan Caine.
*"Down With Sickness" blasts over the PA system as out comes Logan Caine to a tremendous ovation. He slides in the ring and waits for the bell.*
Hood: Logan is my pick for this match.
Sam: Sorry to say, but mine too. This guy will kill this newbie.
Cobbs: Now making his way to the ring at this time Night Crawler!!!
*Night Crawler's music hits as out he comes. He slides in the ring and waits for the bell.*
Hood: This guy has to show a lot of talent here if he wants to be the sickness.
Sam: Well he might do it.
*The ref rings the bell and the match gets underway. Logan starts things off with a swift kick to gut making Crawler bend over in pain. Logan sets Crawler up for a piledriver or powerbomb, but Crawler reverses into a back body drop. Crawler follows up with a couple of kicks to the solarplexes of Logan. Crawler picks up Logan and throws him into the ropes. Logan gets met with a tilt-a-whirl suplex. Crawler picks up Logan and sends him into the ropes again, but it gets reversed into a short-arm clothesline.*
Hood: This Crawler is showing a lot of talent.
Sam: Your telling me?
*Logan picks up Crawler and sends him into the turnbuckle. Suddenly the lights go out. An erie music hits the sound system. The lights come back on and both Crawler and Caine are laid out in the ring. The OCWtron clicks on with the letters "DDD" on it.*
Sam: What in the hell is that??
Hood: I don't know. But we're out of time. Hopefully we'll find out on Massacre. Until then. This is Hood signing off for Sam. See ya at the next fight!