*The OCW theme music starts to play as the screen
shows a montage of video clips of the federation's superstars, including D
Double D, Everlast, Perfectly Marvelous, The Frost, and others, with each
clip separated by scenes of riots, wars, and other destruction. As the
screen focuses in on a computer model of the OCW Headquarters, the letters
"MASSACRE" blast out from the top of the building, with helicopters flying
and spotlights glaring all around. It's time for Massacre! The camera
switches to inside a packed Reunion Arena where the fans are on their feet
in anticipation for tonight's Tuesday night broadcast of OCW action! Pyro
goes off in the ring and around the entryway before our camera switches
over to Sam and Hood at the announce table.*
Sam: Welcome everyone to our special Tuesday Night
edition of Massacre! Hood: Being on Tuesday this week just brings us one
day closer to what can only be described as an Apocalypse! Sam: Yes,
Apocalypse Now is only a few short days away, and you can bet, Hood, that
the tempers in the back will be at a fever pitch by the time the night is
over! Hood: That's true, and from what I hear, things are already
getting interesting backstage!
~The camera cuts to a shot of the garage area of the
arena. A long limo pulls up.~ Hood: Who is this?
~The limo stops, and the driver walks around, and
opens the back door. As the crowd goes nuts, out steps Silverfreak being
followed by his new Executive Consultant, Reno. Silverfreak is wearing a
black leather jacket and Jnco jeans. Reno is wearing a tight leather top
and matching skirt. As Silverfreak begins walking to the backstage area,
he begins to talk to Reno.~
Silverfreak: This is gonna be a big night. The night I
tell the whole world who the new one and only freak of professional
wrestling is... Reno: You sure he's meeting us here
right?! Silverfreak: Yeah, he'll be here.
~Silverfreak and Reno walk towards the locker room
area as the camera cuts back to the commentator's desk.~
Sam: Silverfreak is in the building!
Hood: Did you hear what he said? A "new one and only freak of
professional wrestling?" What the hell is that supposed to mean? Sam: I
have a feeling we'll be finding out soon enough! Well now that we're
settled, we've got quite the show for you tonight! We'll see some of the
OCW's top young talent battle it out, a special challenge match between The
Frost and Special K, and to top it all off, a Hardcore Title match between
the returning Logan Caine and the champion, JD Tyson. It should be great!
*Before Hood can respond, the lights suddenly go off
in the arena. Before long, we hear a familiar alarm clock beeping before
the words "Good Morning", which brings the lights back on in a huge display
of pyro. "Then the Morning Comes" by Smashmouth blares over the speakers in
the arena, making the fans go absolutely wild!* Hood:
You're right about it being great, Sam, but now it looks like it's even
better than great- it's Perfectly Marvelous!!
*The five PM girls strut their stuff out onto the
entryway, making the male portion of the crowd cheer for all their worth.
As the ladies part onto either side of the ramp, and out from the back
steps half the tag team champions, the Kendo stick wielding Triple P,
Perfect Paul Paras! He is soon followed by the other half of the champion
tandem, and the OCW United States Heavyweight Champion, Triple M, Marvelous
Mario Maurako, accompanied by his lovely wife, Amanda! PM and the girls
pose on the ramp as pyro goes off all around them, until the music fades
and they are handed a mic.*
Paras: Now that ovation was, without a doubt, Perfectly
Marvelous! *The fans cheer some more* Yes, your Tag Team Champions are here
once again to get this show rolling like only we can! Maurako: You got that right! Tonight, PM is in a very good
mood, and I know some of you already know why. *PM's diehard fans in the
audience cheer, as they obviously know the reason* Paras: But of course! If you look back in the record books of
the OCW, you'll see some great tag teams that once competed here. Such
teams as The Greek Gods, Pro-Pain, and many, many more. But if you look at
those same record books, you'll see that none of them have held these Tag
Team Titles for a record-setting length of time! Maurako: And why is that, Triple P?
Paras: Oh, because some team that was better than
all of them stepped up and took those titles to the epitome of
greatness in this sport. Now what team was that again?...
Maurako: Hmm...oh yeah, I remember!
Both: PERFECTLY MARVELOUS!! *The fans go wild as Paras
and Maurako give each other a high-five and play to the crowd.* Paras: That's right- tonight is the night that we BEAT the Greek
Gods' record for holding the Tag Team titles for the longest time! So, in
honor of...us, we are throwing a party in the back to celebrate this
awesome achievement!
Maurako: There'll be food, music, great party games
like everyone's favorite- "Pin the tail on Scoot Time," and even...SILVER
COLA!!
Paras: Almost anyone can come on in and have some fun.
Just remember- no wannabe tag teams, solicitors, or ignoramuses are
allowed! So let's get this show on the road!
Maurako: In the mean time, have a Perfectly Marvelous
night! *"Then the Morning Comes" starts up again as
the Tag Team and US Champs pose once more on the ramp and then leave to the
back for their party. The camera cuts back to Hood and Sam.*
Sam: It looks like PM is in high spirits tonight!
Hood: Why wouldn't they be? They've got Silver Cola! *He takes a drink
out of a can of Silver Cola on the announce table.*
Sam: ...Well, getting back to our show, we have a great match setup here
between two of the OCW's brightest up-and-comers in Crank and Loco Latino.
Any predictions, Hood?
Hood: I predict I'm going to need more Silver Cola before the night is
over...
Loco Latino’s Theme starts up and Loco Latino makes his
way down the ramp. Cobbs: Coming down the
isle. From Long Beach, California... Weighting in at 236lbs... LOCO
LATINO! Loco Latino rolls into the ring as
Stone Colds old theme hits and Crank walks out from behind the curtains.
Cobbs: And his opponent weighting in at 7
foot 380lbs. From Birmingham, Alabama.... CRANK! The bell rings and Crank and Loco Latino circle each other in
the ring. Crank meets Loco Latino with a hard knee to the midsection and
Loco falls down. Loco quickly gets up only to meet Cranks big boot. Crank
grabs Loco and whips him into the turnbuckle, Crank charges with an elbow
but Loco moves and Crank goes elbow first into the top turnbuckle. Loco
spins Crank around and hits him with a series of punches until Crank
finally falls to the canvas. Crank starts to get up and Loco clamps on an
arm bar. Hood: Loco Latino is “Cranking” on
Cranks arm. Sam: It looks like Loco Latino is going to focus on the arm
of Crank. Hood: What was your first clue? Loco Latino clamping on the arm
bar, or Crank going into the turnbuckle elbow first? Sam: Well I would
have to say it was a combination of the two. Hood: What did you expect when you get a latino midget
fighting an American Giant? 1.... 2... KICK OUT! Crank picks up Loco Latino and
hits the Pedigree right in the middle of the ring. Crank gets up and raises
his arms high into the air as he is hit with a wave of boos from the fine
fans of the OCW. Loco Latino slowly gets up and Crank turns around and gets
bodyslamed by Latino. Loco bounces off the ropes and drops a knee across
the chest of Crank. Crank gets up and Loco whips Crank into the turnbuckle
and hits VUELVE! Loco covers Crank. 2...
KICK OUT! Sam: Oh my God! Crank just kicked out of Vuelve. Loco Latino
has got to be wondering what he has to do to put this man away. Hood:
Maybe he should take him in the back let Scoot Time kick his butt. I know
Scoot can do it... he gave Triple M a fight for his life. Sam: Well Yeah
I suppose that would work. 2... 3!!! Hood: Yeah the big man fought hard and
lost fairly.
*The camera cuts backstage where we see the #1
contender for the World Heavyweight Title, Special K, walking down the
hall. As he rounds a corner, he suddenly gets smacked upside the head with
a iron rod by none other than The Frost! Frost leaves him laying on the
floor as he smiles and tosses the rod down and walks back down the hall
from which he came.*
**Commercial Break** Announcer: You've seen them in
the ring... (the screen shows past footage of The Frost brawling with JD
Tyson and Triple M hitting Simply Marvelous on James Vorex). You've seen
them out of the ring! (scenes of Silverfreak ramming Triple M's head into
the OCW-a-Tron and Triple P caning Percy Ellis backstage). And NOW, you can
see them in your own home! New OCW life-size standup wrestlers let you see
your favorite OCW wrestler anywhere you want! (The screen shows the
collection of life-size cardboard standups, including Silverfreak, D Double
D, Everlast, Scott Syren, PM, Extremely Dangerous, and more). OCW life-size
standups- so realistic, you'll be begging for mercy!~
*Back from the commercial break, we see Special K
backstage in a fit of rage after the attack from The Frost. He tosses a
crate across the hall, making it smash against the wall, and then picks up
the iron rod that Frost used on him before the break. Special K walks down
the hall with obviously unkind intentions for his assailant.*
*Another camera turns on inside the Perfectly Marvelous locker room
where they are partying it up, dancing with their ladies to the sounds of
"Mambo #5" by Lou Bega. A disco ball has been mounted on the ceiling,
spraying its multicolored light around the room. There is a knock at the
door, to which Amanda breaks away to answer. She opens up the door, and we
see two large men, both wearing dark sunglasses and trenchcoats. We
recognize one of them as Tony Zenith, Triple M's friend from South
Carolina.*
Amanda: Hey hon, the posse's here!
Maurako: Hey! Tony Zenith of the famous Zenith family!
Glad you could make it!
Zenith(in a gangster voice): Hey, it's no problem if
it's Perfectly Marvelous!
Paras: And my old sparring partner from the Big Apple,
Scotty Ferrari! I thought you were off in the ultimate fight scene?
Ferrari (in a Bronx voice)- Hey, forget abaat it! I
couldn't miss you and the M man's record settin' pahty!
Maurako: Great! Have a Silver Cola!
*Paul and Mario each toss a can to Tony and Scotty.
The two toughmen break into the colas and have a toast with PM. Amanda
shuts the door and goes back to dancing as the party continues in the
back.*
~The camera cuts to a shot inside D Double D's locker
room. D Double D is sitting watching Massacre as it takes place. As a knock
is heard at the door, D Double D yells for them to come on in. Silverfreak
and Reno walk in, and take a seat on the couch across from D Double D. The
World Champ turns off the TV and begins to speak.~
D Double D: Good to see you back Freak. So what is
this I hear about you going into managing?
Silverfreak: Well, I decided since the OCW hasn't
really been the same since 'Just F*cking Cool' broke up... I would try
something new. I mean I've done everything there is to do here.. I've held
every belt, World, Interdementional, Hardcore, Television...I just need
something new to do I guess.
D Double D: Well that's cool... you heard from Syren
lately?
Silverfreak: Nope...
D Double D: Me neither... So who is this mystery man?
Who's gonna be able to fill YOUR shoes?
~Silverfreak and Reno stand up and head towards the
door.~
Silverfreak: Your just gonna have to wait and see
along with everyone else man. Just keep that little 13 inch TV on, and
cheer me on when I come out there.. alright bud?
D Double D: Sure thing man...
~D Double D stands up, as Silverfreak and the World
Champion do somewhat of a secret JFC handshake (not really that secret,
it's
just a regular handshake). Silverfreak and Reno leave as D Double D sits
back down, and turns the TV back on. The camera fades back to the
commentator's desk.~
Sam: Who do you think it is Hood? Hood: Do I look
like Silverfreak? Silverfreak is the only person that knows. Let's just sit
back and enjoy the show and we will find out a little later.
*We go backstage where we see two police officers
walking toward a locker room. We can hear a stereo blaring rap music behind
the door. They knock on the door, which is soon answered by Krayzie of the
3rd Earth Klique.*
Krayzie: Yeah? What do you want?
Officer: Mr. Krayzie? We are investigating the
shooting death of one Mr. Slim Shady, and our search has brought us to you.
Krayzie: Are you accusing ME of shooting Shady? Wait
just a...
Officer: Sir, we only have a few questions for you and
a Mr. Linkoln Shakespeare.
Krayzie: Shakespeare?! You mean Link?
Officer: We'll ask the questions around here.
*The officers make their way past Krayzie, into the
locker room. With the music of Snoop Dog blaring, we see Da Link bent over
a pool table, setting up a bank shot as the cops walk up to him.*
Officer: Sir?
*The officer throws off Link's concentration, making
him flub the shot and sink the cue ball.*
Da Link: What the...? Who the hell are you?!
Officer: Mr. Shakespeare, could you please turn down
that music so we can get this over with?
Da Link: Mr. Shakespeare?! The name is Link, get it
right! *He turns down the music with an angry look on his face.*
Officer: OK, Mr. Link, where were you on the night of
Slim Shady's death?
Da Link: The night Shady got shot...I was at the OCW
show...
Officer: What were you doing at the time of the
shooting?
Da Link: Probably chilling off another victory, not
much else.
Officer: How do we know you were doing so? What
evidence do we have that you weren't "chilling" by carrying a loaded weapon
and gunning down your fellow man?
Da Link: What did I just tell you? Look, I didn't do
it, and that's all you need to know. Now get the hell out of here before
I...
Krayzie: *cuts him off* Wait just a second. Cool it,
Link. Officer, we had nothing to do with it...but I may know someone who
did<;/B>. *He nods to Link with a devilish smile on his face* Go down
the hall and to the left until you here some loud music playing...they
might be able to give you some answers.
Officer: OK then. Thank you for your time, gentlemen.
*The officers walk out of the room with Krayzie and Da
Link smiling deviously behind them. The music soon fills the air again as
the cops walk down the hall where Krayzie directed them.*
Sam: The 3rd Earth Klique is trying to frame Perfectly Marvelous! Hood:
Sam, don't sweat it. Perfectly Marvelous are a couple of big boys and I
think they can handle themselves. Sam: Well, it is time for Drummer vs
Jay Cee.
My Generation by Limp Bizkit starts
and Jay Cee walks out from behind the curtains and onto the
stage. Cobbs: Coming down the isle, from
Hayward, California. Coming in at 6’2, 235lbs. JAY CEE! Jay Cee steps through the ropes and Drummers Theme starts.
Drummer walks out and walks down the isle.
Cobbs: And his opponent, from Seattle, Washington. Weighting at 220lbs...
He is a street fighter... DRUMMER! The bell
rings and Drummer runs in and hits a clothesline on Jay Cee. Drummer
quickly picks him up and whips him off the ropes and when Jay Cee comes
back gets back body dropped by Drummer. Drummer picks Jay Cee up and hits a
nice vertical suplex. Sam: Drummer is in
control here on Monday Night! Hood: This match could be short, sweet, and
to the point. Hood: I have a
feeling that move you are talking about is coming right up
too. Hood: Yeah but Jay Cee put Drummer in his
finishing move and Drummer didn’t give up. Bottom line is Drummer isn’t
leaving here without the win. 2... KICK OUT!
Hood: That was closer than I expected it to be. Maybe there is a
possibility that Drummer will lose this match. Sam: Well Hood the only
way to find out is to sit here and watch. Hood: Sam, he is only doing
it for dramatic affect. I know Drummer is going to roll over on top of Jay
Cee.. just watch. 2... KICK OUT!!! Hood: Drummer scared me! I thought
that Jay Cee was going to win this match. Sam: This is quite an exciting
match. 2... 2... 3!!! Sam: And I
never argued with you Hood. But now it is time to go backstage to our Tag
Team Champions again.
*Back in the PM locker room, we now see Triple M and
Amanda dancing to the beat of Rick Derringer's "Rock & Roll, Hootchie Koo"
with the disco ball making the room a wave of changing color. The two of
them step to the side as Triple P and Katie step out onto the floor and
show their stuff as well. We see Tony Zenith dancing with Joy and Scotty
Ferrari with Sarah, along with some referees and OCW staff who have joined
the party. There is a knock the door, barely audible over the blaring
stereo. Candy answers the door, and lets in a well-dressed Spanish man
enters, pushing in a cart full of Mexican food!*
Paras: *Signaling for Erica to turn down the music*
Hey, Mr. DelRio! Did you get everything we ordered?
DelRio: Yes, my friend, it is all here for your eating
pleasure!
Paras: Perfect! People, feast your eyes on the best
Mexican food you'll ever taste!
DelRio: It is true! Fit for a king...or a Tag Team
Champion!
Zenith: All right then, let's dig in!
Maurako: Wait a minute. If we've got all this great
food, all this great music, and all these MARVELOUS women, don't you think
some wannabes might try and break in here uninvited?
Paras: You mean like someone from...
Everyone in the room: MISSISSIPPI!!
Maurako: Yeah, or like the 3rd Earth Klique, who we
conveniently get to toss of a scaffold this Sunday!
Ferrari: Hey, no problem. Me and big Tony'll go out
there and slap anyone around that tries and put their nose where it dosn't
belong!
Zenith: Sounds like fun. Let's go to it.
*Tony and Scotty each grab a basket of nachos from the
cart and leave the room. They stand outside the door as the party continues
on inside.*
**Commercial Break** Announcer: On February 4th...the
odds will be stacked...the alliances will be broken...the quest for
immunity will begin...and the only way to win it all is to be the SOLE
SURVIVOR. 16 men going into war...3 championships to be decided...ONE
night. The best of the best will get to prove it when OCW presents
Apocalypse Now! Sunday, February 4th, and only on Pay-Per-View!!~
*A camera catches the two police officers in the Slim
Shady investigation from earlier walking down the hall. We can hear loud
music coming from down the hall, and we soon figure out exactly where
they're going to when we see a man wheeling in a case of Silver Cola ahead
of them. All three of them round the corner, but instead of PM, find Tony
Zenith and Scotty Ferrari standing guard at the door, eating the nachos
they took from the party. The Silver Cola delivery man goes up to the two
lookouts first.*
Delivery Man: Silver Cola delivery for Mr. Mario
Maurako?
Ferrari: Aw, great. Just what we needed to wash down
'deez totally awesome nachos!
Zenith: *cracks open the door and calls inside* Hey
Triple M, you order more Silver Colas?
Maurako: *from inside* Dude, did you forget who you're
talking to? Let him in!
*Tony opens the door, allowing the delivery man to
wheel his case of cola in. He shuts the door before the police, who have
been watching this entire time walk up to confront them.*
Officer: Gentlemen, may we ask what's going on inside
that room?
Ferrari: What's it matter ta' you?
Officer: We are here to gather some information about
the shooting death of Slim Shady. Do either of you gentlemen know anything
about it?
Zenith: Look, we're just here to party with the
Champs, we don't know nothing about anyone getting shot around here!
Officer: Perhaps the "Champs" would like to answer a
few questions for us?
Zenith: I'll let ya know... *cracks the door again*
Hey guys, we've got two guys in blue uniforms out here!
Paras: I said no wannabe tag teams! They're not
invited!
Ferrari: Those are the breaks, boys. If they say
you're not invited, then I think you should get to steppin'!
Paras: *steps outside for a moment* Hey, what gives?
You guys aren't the bWo!
Officer: Mr. Paras, two gentlemen by the names of
Krayzie and Linkoln Shakespeare have told us that you might know something
about the wrongful death of Slim Shady.
Paras: Wait a minute...Shakespeare? Shakespeare?! I
knew something was wrong with Da Link, but...Shakespeare?!! Ahahahahaaaa!!
*Goes back inside as the fans in the arena are laughing along with him.*
(from inside) Hey guys, I just heard a good one about Da Link!...
*Zenith closes the door and after we hear a roar of
laughter from the guests inside the room, he turns back to the officers.*
Zenith: Ah...I think that means "no".
Ferrari: Yep, sorry coppers, but none of us know
nothin' abaat it.
Officer: All right then...thank you.
*The officers walk back down the hall. The camera view
switches back to the 3rd Earth Klique locker room where Da Link is watching
the monitor, seething with anger. He tosses his chair across the room and
storms around as Krayzie attempts to calm him down after what Triple P
said. We go back to the announcers' table.* Sam:
Perfectly Marvelous is still having a great time in the back. Hood: Did
you expcet them to have a bad time? Of course they are going to have a good
time. They just set a record in the Tag Team division!
Sam: Next up is The Frost vs Special K match but first we have some footage
of something that is going down in the back.
*The camera cuts backstage again and we see The Frost
getting ready to walk to the ring for his big match with Special K, who he
already attacked earlier in the night. The Frost looks very proud of
himself, and is ready to fight. He starts to walk toward the entryway, but
before he can go far, JD Tyson runs at him from behind and nails him in the
back of the head with a steel chair! Tyson smashes The Frost's ribs with
the chair several times as he lays prone on the ground, writhing in pain.
JD picks Frost up and is about to deliver the End is Near Powerbomb on the
chair, but security runs in to stop him. JD walks away, throwing
profanities at Frost and telling him that this will end at Apocalypse Now.
Paramedics tend to The Frost, only a few minutes before his match with
Special K!*
Special K’s Theme plays and Special K walks out
onto the ramp, he stops for a few moments but then makes his way to the
ring.
Cobbs: Coming down the isle the #1
contender for the OCW World Title. From Las Angeles, California. Weighting
in at 225lbs... SPECIAL K! Hood: In just 5 days
this man will be walking into the ring to take on our champion D Double D.
Sam: That’s right Hood. And Special K beat D Double D on the first
occasion. Will the 2nd match be D Double D’s night... or will Special K
once again beat D Double D and this time walk away with the title? Tune
into Apocalypse Now only on PPV to find out. Sam: It was a gutless attack by
Tyson trying to make sure that The Frost doesn’t make it to the PPV in 5
days. Hood: Actually Sam I think Tyson was just testing Frost to see how
Hardcore he really is. And that is the perfect way to do it. Beat him up
and let him fight Special K and we will see if he can pull out the win here
on Massacre. Sam: Well you try wrestling a great athlete like Special K
after a prick like JD Tyson jumps you backstage. Hood: Oh, so I suppose
you and The Frost are going to blame this all on JD Tyson. Just wait till
the PPV and we will watch Tyson beat the sh*t out of the Frost and then I
want to hear you tell me this is a fluke. Hood: Give
Special K some time he will finish of this “chilly” match. 2... KICK OUT! 2.... 3! NO! The Frost had his foot on the rope! Sam: What the
referee says goes Hood and this match will continue. 2.... KICK
OUT! Hood: Wow! After being beaten up in the back by JD Tyson, and
taking everything else that has been thrown at him The Frost is still
kicking in this match. 2... KICK OUT!! 2... 3!!! Hood: Yeah,
and Special K just showed us exactly why he could be the next OCW
Heavyweight Champion. Sam: We have one more match to go but I’ve been
told that we have to go back to the Party with Perfectly
Marvelous.
~All the lights in the arena shut off, as the crowd
goes crazy. Suddenly the camera cuts to the OCW-a-tron. In lime green
letters, it reads: 'A Splattered SPAM Production'. "Simon Says" by Drain
STH
begins to blare over the PA System, as the house lights fade to green.
Silver pyro shoots up from each of the turnbuckles and Silverfreak makes
his way down to the ring, being followed by Reno. Silverfreak and Reno
enter the ring as the crowd goes silent, the lights fade back to normal,
and
the music cuts off. Silverfreak grabs Cobbs's mic and begins to speak.~
Silverfreak: I'm BACK!
~The crowd begins to chant, 'FREAK! FREAK! FREAK!'.~
Silverfreak: Yes yes, you raving band of hillbilly
retards, it is me the one and the only freak of pro wrestling. Now I'm sure
you're all asking 'What happened to JFC?', 'Where's Scott Syren?' and other
stupid questions. Well let me answer a few for ya... Just F*cking Cool
decided to split up so we could all go our own ways. Scott Syren is
somewhere in the Caribbean, probably smokin' a fatty right now... and D
Double D I'm sure is in the back watching me right now.
~Silverfreak does a childish wave towards the
camera.~
Silverfreak: Now, as you all know... I have retired. I
have hung up my wrestling boots just because I have done everything this
little federation has offered. So 'why come back?' you ask? I have returned
for one reason. My legacy can't end with me... I needed to find someone
with
the spunk. I had to find someone with the charisma. I had to find someone
who could be the next one and ONLY freak of pro wrestling. So without
further interruption... here he is...
Hood: Ohh my god! This is it! This is the moment we've
all been waiting for!!! Who has Silverfreak picked to replace him in the
OCW?!?! Who will he manage to the OCW World Championship??!!
Sam: Damn it Hood, calm down!
~"Forgotten" by Linkin Park begins to blare over the
PA System as Hannibal makes his way down to the ring. Hannibal leaps over
the top rope, and stands eye to eye with Silverfreak.~
Hood: Hannibal? Why is this guy coming out here to
ruin this moment?
~The music fades, as Silverfreak and Hannibal still
are standing face to face. Finally Silverfreak reaches his hand out, and
Hannibal... shakes it! Silverfreak raises Hannibal's hand in the air as the
crowd stares in amazement.~
Hood: Ohh my! It looks like Silverfreak has picked
Hannibal to be his student! Hannibal is one of the world's most suicidal
wrestlers, and now with Silverfreak.. lets just say the we might have the
Rumble winner in the ring right now!
Sam: Now don't jump to conclusions, their are a bunch of other guys
going
into the rumble too!
Reno: That's right folks, myself and Silverfreak
will be coaching, teaching, and training Hannibal... what for? Jerkies,
this
is gonna be 2001's Rumble winner!
Hannibal: I finally realized that having Silverfreak
take me under his wing is what I really need. I was the king of hardcore
and the prince of the death match in Japan.. and now I will be your new
freak!
Silverfreak: So children beware, because Hannibal is
going into the pay-per-view a rookie, and coming out a number one
contender!
Hannibal: ...it's just too simple...
~"Simon Says" by Drain STH begins to blare over the
PA System as the trio leaves the ring. The camera cuts back to the
commentator's table.~
Hood: I can't believe that Hannible is being
managed by the original Freak of Pro-Wrestling. Sam: Just think what
Hannibal can do under the guidance of Silverfreak. Hood: Yeah, the
Rumble is going to be great as it is, but now Hannible has got to be the
odd's on favorite. Sam: I don't know Everlast is still in there and he
could very well win the match as well. I guess we will just have to tune in
on Sunday and find out.
*We are back at the PM Party, where we see the party
has grown, including the Silver Cola delivery man, Mr. DelRio, and
practically every member of the OCW backstage staff! As the B52s' "Love
Shack Baby" is just ending, the door opens and Scotty and Tony step in.*
Zenith: Well champs, it looks like it's time for us
to get back home and continue business as usual.
Maurako: Aw, all right, thanks for coming! Have one of
these! *Hands both of them a button that reads "PM Record-Setting Party
2001- I was there!"*
Ferrari: Haha, great! If you guys eva' need to hand
some nobody a Big Apple beatdown, you know where to call!
Paras: Thanks, but I think we'll be all right. I mean,
it doesn't matter who we're fighting- just us being here makes them suck!
Zenith: All right, we'll be watching you guys toss
those punks off that scaffold this Sunday. Make us proud!
Maurako: Don't you worry- by the time that match is
over, the 3rd Earth Klique will have learned it, lived it, and loved it
like no one ever before! See ya later!
*Ferrari and Zenith say their goodbyes and leave the
room. The camera outside watches as they walk up the hallway, but as soon
as they are out of sight, we see a stomping mad DA Link and a
closely-following Krayzie walk down the opposite hall and stop at the
door.*
Krayzie: Well?
Da Link: Time to crash this f'n party...
*The Klique throw open the door and walk in, only to
find the room completely dark. There is a brief moment of silence before
the lights suddenly come back on and everyone at the party jumps out from
behind the couches, and chairs in the room and yell "SURPRISE!!" Link and
Krayzie are stunned by the sudden yell, and before they can react, PM dumps
two coolers full of ice water all over them!! The Klique yells at the cold
chill and soon, a brawl erupts between PM and the 3EK. They fight all
around the locker room as the people at the party cheer them on. A soaking
wet Da Link hits Triple M in the face with a can of Silver Cola and then
tries to kick him in the gut. Mario catches his kick, though, and lifts him
up and slams him onto a Twister mat with his capture powerbomb, the Red
Scare! Krayzie kicks Paras low, then grabs the boom box they were playing
music on and raises it to smash over Paul's head. Paras, though, reaches
into his pocket and lets a spray of chili powder fly, tossing it into
Krayzie's eyes! With Krayzie blinded, Paul takes the boom box away from him
and gently hands it to Erica. He then slowly turns back around before
lashing out with a stiff kick to the gut and lifting Krayzie up into a
torture rack. Triple M grabs a PM Pie off a dessert table and places it on
the floor before Paras drives the man down with the Vegas Bomb, right into
the pie!
Sam: Triple P just Vegas Bombed Krayzie onto a pie!
Hood: Haha, remind me to go to PM's next party!
*Paras and Maurako pick up the drenched and
unconscious bodies of the 3EK and toss them out of the room.*
Paras: Think they had a little too much to drink?
Maurako: I don't know- those games of pin the tail on
Scoot Time can be pretty brutal!
Paras: Well, let's forget about those two for now-
we've got a party to finish!
Maurako: Yeah, they'll get theirs at Apocalypse Now
when we Marvelously Manhandle them...right off that scaffold!
Paras: Now THAT will be Perfectly Marvelous!
Maurako: No doubt.
*Triple P and Triple M give each other another
high-five before turning around and heading back to the party. We go back
to Sam and Hood for our main event.*
Cobbs: This contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the OCW
Hardcore championship. About to come down the isle. The Challenger from
Cleveland, Ohio. Weighting in at 270lbs. He is the great LOGAN
CAINE!! Logan Caine walks out from behind the
curtain and is met by a standing ovation from the fans. He walks down the
isle and steps into the ring as “Rollin” by Limp Bizkit starts and The OCW
Hardcore Champion JD Tyson walks out from the back with the Hardcore Title
on his shoulder. Cobbs: And his
opponent... the OCW Hardcore champion.. from Bronx, New York.. Weighting in
at 285lbs.... JD TYSON! Hood: This match-up is
going to be a great one. One on one for the Hardcore title, and the winner
would then go onto the PPV in 5 days to meet The Frost. Sam: Yeah, we are
putting an OCW legend up against basically a rookie to the OCW. JD Tyson
found gold fast but now he has the challenge of holding onto the
title. Hood: Tyson is putting his body on the line trying to make sure he
keeps his Hardcore title. 2... KICK OUT! Logan gets up but once again Tyson hits another
low blow on Caine. Tyson grabs the 2x4 wrapped in barbed wire again and
smashes it across the back of Logan Caine. Tyson covers
Logan. 2... 3!! Sam: I can’t believe
it Tyson just beat Logan Caine! Hood: What a win for Tyson... but what’s
this here comes Dilon Draven!
