OCW Presents: Piledriver
Wednesday, June 30th, 2021
Taped from the OCW Studio
Episode #7

~A Youtube Ad plays for the new Fast and Furious movie. How many is that, now? NINE? Geezus. What’s this one called? I think they named one of the previous ones something ridiculously simple like Fast 8...or Fast 7. I don’t know. Couldn’t get more simpler than that, right? They gonna go with Furious 9? Or, how about Furiously Fast? These guys aren’t that creative with their names...kinda reminds me of most wrestling promotions these days. The trailer is almost at an end...waiting for the name. Waiting. Waiting. And...F9? Da fuck? Like the key on a keyboard? Wow. All I’ve got to say is this franchise had better die otherwise we’re gonna be down to just F. Which is ironic, given that’s what I’d grade this entire franchise. Anyway...hey, look at that, Piledriver is starting! We don’t get the groovy Piledriver theme this week...instead we are taken backstage where OCW GM Who’Re is marching down a hall. She’s got a purpose with her strut. Business is at hand. This can only mean one thing...she’s going to entertain a client...some form of promotional talent. Vodka Marie? Squash the beef with Mack O’Connor? WHO COULD IT BE?~

Who’Re: So excited he’s here. I’m telling you, this guy...this guy is going to carry OCW into the next era. He’s the star we’ve been searching for.

~We’re not entirely sure who she’s speaking with but those are strong words. Words that might make someone like Brim or Xavier Lux simmer with anger. Who’Re takes a corner...we’re right behind her...and there, standing outside her office is the huge, hulking, menacing Sebastian Grey~

Who’Re: Sebastian!

~At Sebastian’s side is, of course, his significant other Heaven Russell. Who’Re shakes Sebastian’s hand and hugs Heaven~

Who’Re: So good to see you two! Glad you could make it! I trust the plane ride over here was fine?

~They seem to have no complaints~

Who’Re: Terrific. Well, step right on in...Piledriver is about to start. We can watch it together while discussing business, okay?

~The duo step in. Who’Re lingers...she leans in near someone who looks like they’d be from a legal department~

Who’Re: Draw up the papers.

~The litigious looking lad rushes off to do as he’s told. Who’Re enters her office and shuts the door. We instantly cut to the Piledriver set. Cheasy M is behind his desk smiling and looking super eager to greet us~

Cheasy M: Hello everyone and welcome back to another episode of Wednesday Night Piledriver! I’m your host Cheasy M and, in case you were wondering, the M does NOT stand for Mozzarella!

~Good lord that was bad~

Cheasy M: And what a start...Sebastian Grey...could he...would he...should WE break the cap to sign this young man? OCW GM Who’Re certainly seems inclined to do so. She’s had her eye on this young man for weeks. No doubt she’s eager to snatch him up before some other promotion beats her to the punch.

~Camera cut. Cheasy adjusts~

Cheasy M: I’m sure we’ll hear more about Sebastian Grey and his future with OCW in the, um, yea, future! In the meantime, we’ve got a Piledriver to get to! Tonight’s guest will be none other than Ed Houston. His interview is coming up shortly!

~Camera cut. Cheasy adjusts~

Cheasy M: But first! We’re going into the VAULT for some Tag Team action.

~Cheasy jumps with fright upon seeing Leo’s picture. He then plays it off, laughing~

Cheasy M: I’m just kidding, Leo, haha! Ahem, earlier this week Leo the High School Intern named Stainless Steel Ride as his favorite OCW Pay Per View. And, for good reason, SSR featured a litany of impact matches featuring top-shelf talent. The most star studded match, however, had to have been the epic Tag Team Title match between the defending champions, The Aptitude and Tag Team legends, Perfectly Marvelous.

~Cheasy smiles, he’s excited to re-watch this one!~

Cheasy M: The Aptitude had defeated The Dravers for the tag titles early on in their tenure. They would go on a reign of absolute dominance, defeating each and every competitor thrown in their path. They looked unstoppable...that is, until Paul Paras and Mario Maurako returned in an attempt to free the tag titles from their clutches. The Aptitude, utilizing the ‘freebird’ rule, knew their titles were in danger. So, they opted to pair their two undefeated champions, The Incredible One and Matt Meyhu to defend against the legendary tag team of Paras and Maurako. What transpired was nothing short of a classic. A tag title match at arguably OCW’s greatest PPV featuring four Hall of Famers.

~We cut to the footage~

~A pair of hands extend through the rectangular hole. A second pair extend a few cells down…despite being partners, these two have been kept away from one another. Cuffs are applied to both individuals. One cell opens first. TIO emerges with the OCW Tag Title around his waist. He’s lead down Prison Row. The guard then signals toward Meyhu’s cell. It opens and Meyhu steps out with the Tag and Savage titles around his waist. He’s led several yards behind TIO down prison row as the Tag Team Champions are preparing for their defense. We cut back to the Rodeo Arena~

Smith: Here we go, Hood. The return we’ve all been waiting for…the return of Perfectly Marvelous!

Hood: Do you think these prisoners are going to shit all over them like they have all the other ‘popular’ wrestlers?

Smith: I would hope not…after everything these two have accomplished, I’d think they’ve earned the respect of everyone…even convicted murderers!

Hood: That includes Bifford!

Smith: Well, that’s a complicated history I dare not go into.

~Aptitude! Aptitude! Aptitude! The chant fills the Louisiana air. The prisoners are as excited as they’ve been all afternoon. Their heroes, The Aptitude, are on the cusp of defeating greatness. The chants grow in tenor and cadence. It seems nothing will slow them down until…~

~BOOOOOOOOMMMM!!~

~ a BLAST of red and blue pyro from all around the top of the Rodeo Arena shoots into the air! The crowd OUTSIDE the pen goes wild. The crowd inside looks up in awe…they haven’t seen fireworks in years~

“When they finally come to destroy the earth, they’ll have to go through you first...”

~“Invincible” by OK Go blares over the arena speakers. The prisoners boo when they realize what’s happening. Paras and Maurako step out from behind the curtain. Maurako shakes his head at the ignorance of the crowd. Paras studies their behavior and finds it unique but CLASSIC OCW nonetheless. They exit the squared tunnel and stand atop the dirt. The fans continue to boo…one fan, in particular, is especially hate filled in the face of their presence. He has his nose up against the Plexiglas and is yelling “FUCK YOU FUCKERS! BIG BIFFORD ALL THE WAY! BEST CHAMP EVER! BEST HALL OF FAMER EVER…WAY BETTER THAN YOU TWO F******!” Paras and Maurako are observing his behavior, calmly~

Smith: Oh my…sorry for the language everybody…these, umm, fans can get carried away at times.

Hood: Big Bifford was a badass…too bad he escaped from prison…he might have been in attendance for this!

Smith: Nope, instead he’s chasing Dangerous Dan around the world with murderous intent

Hood: Haha, good old Bifford!

~Paras and Maurako share a look. As always, they are on the same page. They head toward the fan. Maurako kneels and turns his hands into a ‘step’…Paras steps up and reaches for the top of the Plexiglas. He pulls up and reaches over, grabbing the Bifford fan/prisoner by the hair. Displaying tremendous strength, he dead lifts the guy up and over the Plexiglas, tossing him to the dirt. The prisoner THUDS into the ground and gasps for air. Paras hops down, landing safely. Maurako stands and turns, staring at the fan…Paras rises behind him, focusing his attention onto the unruly prisoner as well. The crowd is still booing them, but not nearly as aggressive~

Smith: For those of you concerned at home…let me just relay this information…that ‘fan’ is a man by the name of Cliff Cipola!

Hood: So?

Smith: I’m not finished…he’s in here for murder, arson and, worst of all, being a Bifford fan

Hood: That’s a hefty list

~Maurako moves for Cipola. He pulls him up and lifts the man into the jackknife position. Paras runs for the ring…he hops onto the apron and jumps onto the middle rope…he springs off and KNEES the poor schmuck in the face!! The prisoner falls to the ground. Dust kicks up…Paras lands on one knee and plants his fist into the ground. He slowly rises as Maurako looks down at the victim of their devastating finisher. The crowd of prisoners go silent. It’s eerie…the dust begins to clear, revealing to all in attendance the severity of their actions. A broken man lies at their feet~

Smith: These fans are liable to get angry…they’ve just demolished one of their fellow inmates!

Hood: We might have just set a record for the quietest prison crowd ever!

Smith: Perhaps

~Suddenly, as if cued by the OCWtron…they place ERUPTS with cheers. They have been converted…the prisoners adore PM! “PM!” chants fill the arena. Maurako and Paras head into the ring…they are now ready for action~

Smith: I guess that makes sense…appeal to these fans in the one manner they understand

Hood: Surely they aren’t going to RAPE that guy

Smith: I’m talking about violence

Hood: Oh, whew, okay

~The chants for PM continue to pour down. They are eager, fresh and ready. “Run This Town” by Jay Z, Kanye West, and Rihanna begins to play. The crowd stops the PM chants. A slow, heavy “AP-TI-TUDE” chant fills the arena. Maurako and Paras nod to it as if to say “Alright, no big deal.” An armored vehicle drives in from behind the curtain. It approaches the ring. It comes to a stop. We then hear a loud ‘BEEP, BEEP’. It isn’t coming from the vehicle…it’s coming from above. Paras and Maurako look up…a detached prison cell is being lowered by a giant crane. Slowly, it’s dropped to the dirt, several feet away from ringside. A few OCW officials climb on top and release the hook. The crane lifts back up, out of sight. They hop off the roof and inspect everything. The door is shut and one man looks at his watch with a timer set. While he watches a countdown, the two back doors to the armored vehicle open~

Smith: Here we go, Hood! The match some people think could surpass the main event in terms of pageantry, competition and, well, altering the overall landscape of OCW!

Hood: Fuck yes…you’ve got the past against the present…you don’t get to see these matches all that often

Smith: Two of the greatest tag teams in OCW history

Hood: No fucking doubt

~Meyhu emerges first. His feet hit the ground and he’s led up the steps by a guard. TIO is next…he follows in Meyhu’s footsteps…both men are now in the ring with their hands and ankles cuffed. The crowd continues to chant Aptitude. Belvedere clears his throat, quieting them down~

Tag Team Championship
Prison Cell Match
The Aptitude © (2-0) vs. Perfectly Marvelous (0-0)

Belvedere: Ladies and gentlemen…the following match is a Prison Cell Match! And it is for the OCW Tag Team Championships!! If a competitor or competitors are locked inside that cell, they must remain INSIDE the cell for two minutes. The first team to score a pin fall OR submission wins. Introducing first…the challengers…at a total combined weight of 515lbs…they are former OCW Tag Team Champions…they have held pretty much every title in OCW history…they are both two time OCW Hall of Famers…everybody please welcome back to OCW….PERFECTLY MARVELOUS!!!

~The prisoners can’t help it…they lose their shit. It’s PM! They are back in OCW! What an unbelievable sight. Both Maurako and Paras keep their attention focused on what’s important…Meyhu and TIO. TIO half smiles, enjoying the moment. Meyhu is unmoved, when he looks at PM he merely sees two old men standing in his way~

Belvedere: And their opponents…at a total combined weight of 475lbs…they own almost every title in OCW….they are the current reigning and defending OCW Tag Team Champions….they are….THE APTITUDE!!!

~The chants again shift to the Aptitude as they are heavily favored in the ‘prisoner’ demographic. Belvedere removes TIO and Meyhu’s belts…he struggles but manages to exit the ring with three belts in his arms. Meyhu and TIO have their cuffs removed. The guards exit the ring. We hear a click…the two minutes are up and the gate unlocks itself. The OCW official timing the device gives someone a ‘thumb up’ and hurries out of sight. The bell sounds…the arena erupts with cheers…cheers are heard from outside the prison…the entire state of Louisiana seems to be on their feet. This is one of the greatest moments in OCW history~

Smith: Can you feel it? I’ve got goosebumps, Hood!

Hood: Hated those books as a kid

Smith: When you talk about Tag Team wrestling in OCW…the list begins with Perfectly Marvelous…they are, undoubtedly the greatest team in OCW.

Hood: Sure, I’ll buy that

Smith: The Aptitude have placed themselves into the conversation, in my opinion. They are as dominant as any team in OCW.

Hood: Yea…I’d put them probably fourth…Sex and Violence are obviously number two

Smith: Obviously…Parker and Kelley were as good a team as this business has ever seen

Hood: And, well, Awe.Some would be third, in my opinion

Smith: Yea, absolutely…and then Aptitude fourth?

Hood: Yep…with Extremely Dangerous a narrow fifth

Smith: Can’t argue with that list…some great names and given that PM has returned…perhaps, in the future we can see more legendary match ups with Awe.Some, Extremely Dangerous, and Sex and Violence involved!

Hood: I never thought I’d see Paras back in an OCW ring so, well, I guess anything can happen

Smith: Indeed!

~The four men approach each other, squaring off in the center of the ring. Scruff leans back against the ropes nodding his head with a look on his face that says, “cool”. Meyhu is standing in front of Maurako…Paras in front of TIO. Meyhu is the first to openly talk shit. TIO backs him up. Paras retorts with something calmly insightful. Maurako is the only one remaining silent…his eyes, however, won’t shut up…they are hurling insults toward TIO~

Smith: I think Mario may explode

Hood: He looks fucking pissed…

Smith: Indeed…that Italian temper is about to overflow

~Mario suddenly reaches forward and pie faces TIO! Meyhu and Paras are both taken back by the action. Mario rushes forward and begins to pummel TIO in the head with overreaching, clubbing right fists. TIO staggers into a corner as the crowd goes wild. Mario drills him again and again and again and again in the head. TIO’s black hair flails around…the once pristine ponytail is all disheveled and in danger of being vanquished. Meyhu shrugs and looks at Paras…the two begin to duke it out in the center of the ring. It’s an all-out brawl much to the delight of the blood thirsty prisoners in attendance~

Smith: And war has broken out here in Angola! These four men couldn’t contain themselves any longer!

Hood: I don’t blame Aptitude…they’ve been locked up all fucking day for some unknown reason. PM…well, it appears you can just call Maurako PM…S!

Smith: Not your best

Hood: Yes, I know. It’s fucking hot out here, get off me

~Meyhu has Paras reeling against the ropes. He drills him with a right hand…Paras tips over the top rope, nearly going over…but he’s able to hold on and return to the canvas, landing on his feet. Meyhu, frustrated, backs up and charges forward with a clothesline…Paras ducks and lifts Meyhu over the top rope onto the dirt!! Meyhu lands on his legs and falls over, onto his side! TIO is slouched in the corner…Maurako lifts him up and places his former stablemate on the top turnbuckle. He then climbs to the second rope and drills TIO with a right haymaker! TIO falls off the top, SLAMS into the apron, ricochets off and hits the dirt with a thud! Paras, while breathing heavily stands upright. Maurako hops off the buckle and heads for the center of the ring…Paras meets him there…the two legends look around the cleared ring and nod with approval as the fans chant “PM! PM!”~

Smith: They have cleaned house! There’s no ring rust surrounding those two!

Hood: Nope, they came ready to fight…but are we really shocked? Did anybody think Maurako and Paras would accept this match and NOT show up fully prepared?

Smith: Excellent point, they aren’t two time OCW Hall of Famers due to luck. It took skill, preparation, and dedication to accomplish the stellar resumes their names proudly display.

Hood: But, having said that…they’d better wake the fuck up and stay on top of TIO and Meyhu…those two aren’t headlining tonight’s show due to luck, either

Smith: Nope, they are very much the best OCW has to offer at this point in time

~PM splits and slides out of the ring. Paras snares a stirring Meyhu by the hair, pulling him to his feet. On the other side of the ring, TIO is seated against the steel steps, looking quite bedraggled. He looks up and spots Maurako and holds his hands up, an act of mercy. Maurako has none. He swings a kick forward, right into TIO’s chest!! TIO coughs and falls to the side, half under the blanket hanging from the apron. On the other side, Paras is delivering several quick palm strikes to the side of Meyhu’s face. Meyhu backs up against the apron. Paras tosses a mule kick into his gut! Meyhu bends over…Paras lifts a knee…Meyhu sways back, his bottom sliding up onto the apron…Paras grabs Meyhu’s legs and yanks him off the apron…the back of Meyhu’s head and shoulders hit the dirt. Paras starts to swing Meyhu but, before making a full rotation he SLAMS Meyhu’s body into the apron!! Paras lets go and Meyhu hits the ground wincing in pain~

Smith: So far this has been a showcase of PM’s skills – a reminder to fans of who they are and why they are so highly regarded.

Hood: No shit…fucking TIO and Meyhu are going to be the walking dead by the main event if this keeps up

Smith: Indeed…this does not bode well for either man. Although, I guess it is fortuitous that they are BOTH competing in this match…keeps either man from obtaining an unfair advantage

Hood: I guess…where is CJ? Why isn’t he in this match?

Smith: He had his legendary challenge!

~Paras pulls Meyhu to his feet and drags him around the steps to the back of the ring (from our view). The prison cell is located there. Maurako emerges with TIO…it’s obvious the two legends have the same idea. They meet in front of the cell and look at one another…they look at their opponents and have to make a quick decision. Maurako throws rock, Paras throws paper…Maurako snaps his fingers in frustration. Paras slings Meyhu into the cell…Meyhu grabs both sides of the cell with his hands, blocking full entry. Paras slams a few forearms into Meyhu’s back, weakening his grip. Meyhu, getting a sense of where Paras is located do to the forearms, throws a back kick…it nails Paras right in the gut! Paras staggers, doubling over. Meyhu pushes his body away from the cell…he turns around and in one fluid motion lifts a knee into Paul’s face, knocking the Perfect One into the dirt!! The crowd gives Meyhu a strong reaction. Maurako looks down at his fallen partner and goes after Meyhu~

Smith: Meyhu knew if he got locked in that cage this match would be OVER

Hood: Well, it’s only two minutes…I think TIO could last two minutes of double teaming

Smith: Against certain teams perhaps…but against Perfectly Marvelous? Doubtful

Hood: Part of me does think Meyhu should just sit in the cell and shut the door…I mean I dig the Tag Titles as much as the next guy…but the OCW Title is and always has been the top prize in this company

Smith: Meyhu is a collector…he collects achievements, championships, accolades…there’s no way he’d forfeit any title

~Maurako hooks Meyhu in a Full Nelson! Meyhu tries to fight out of it…Maurako has it locked in! He shakes Meyhu around. The crowd is going wild, experiencing flashbacks to Maurako’s previous runs when La Omerta won Finisher of the Month. A hand suddenly appears out of nowhere, delivering a LOW BLOW between Maurako’s legs!! Mario releases Meyhu, falling to his knees. Meyhu stumbles forward, grabbing at his shoulders in pain. TIO rises behind Maurako…he takes a few steps back and then runs forward kicking Mario in the back of the head!! Mario’s head jolts, violently forward…he falls, face down into the dirt…both members of PM are now laying in the dirt~

Smith: What a drastic turn of events! The Aptitude were being dealt with early on but now…now they have flipped the script

Hood: Flipped the script…where did that saying come from? Do people really read scripts…hate what they are reading and then flip the damn thing over?

Smith: I don’t know, Hood. It’s just a saying…an idiom…no need to do any…put your phone away! No Googling during Stainless Steel Ride!

Hood: Fuck…we’ve got, like, no reception out here. Louisiana sucks

~Meyhu looks to be recovered from his brief encounter with La Omerta. He stomps on Maurako, angrily. TIO spots Paras rising to his feet. He charges in and kicks Paras in the side of the head, knocking him back over! The Aptitude are in total control, stomping and kicking on the bodies of Maurako and Paras. Dust fills the atmosphere due to all the outside friction~

Smith: Could age and ring rust be impacting PM’s performance?

Hood: It could be that…or it could be the fact that The Aptitude is un-fucking-beatable!

Smith: If Perfectly Marvelous can’t dethrone The Aptitude – who can?

Hood: A Malaysian Army?

Smith: What?!

~A bunch of light brown dust particles float around, clouding our picture. Meyhu and TIO stop their onslaught of kicks. TIO runs his right hand over his hair, putting a few loose strands back into place. He looks over at Meyhu who has disdain all over his face while staring at Maurako. He throws another well placed kick into Maurako’s ribs. Meyhu feels TIO looking his way…he motions for TIO to meet him near the cell~

Smith: We haven’t seen these two together since last Monday when Meyhu laid TIO out after his Process of Elimination loss…this is the first time in this match where they have the opportunity to work together

Hood: I heard Better Call Saul was great last week, maybe Meyhu just wants to ask TIO if he saw it

Smith: I don’t think so, Hood

Hood: Well PM is pretty beat up…so they should be able to come up with something to end this thing right now

Smith: It would be a shame for this match to end without one Prison Cell spot

Hood: Tough shit – that’s life’s motto, ya know

~They meet in front of the cell. Meyhu speaks with great remorse. His movements, his facial expressions seem to indicate he’s trying to move past what happened last Monday. TIO doesn’t appear to be buying it. He stops Meyhu from speaking and says, “Let’s just finish this and deal with our issues later.” TIO turns his back on Meyhu…Meyhu smiles…he grabs TIO by the hair and THROWS him into the cell. He slams the door shut…it locks…the two minute timer appears on the big screen. The crowd goes wild, digging betrayal~

Smith: What is he doing? Has Meyhu lost his mind?!

Hood: He wants to win this by himself! He wants to prove he’s the greatest member of The Aptitude…he’s gonna carry the team to victory!

Smith: What an egomaniac!

Hood: No, no…what a MARVEL

~Meyhu smiles at an enraged TIO. TIO presses his face against the bars…it looks JUST LIKE THE POSTER. Meyhu does a faux pas frown…he lifts up to fingers and jams them into TIO’s eyes!! TIO staggers back, reaching for his face in pain. Meyhu turns around and goes back after PM. Paras is on his feet, leaning against the apron. Maurako is on all fours. Meyhu charges in and kicks Mario in the ribs, knocking him onto his back. He then knees Paras in the gut and tosses Paras back into the ring, under the rope~

Smith: Can he do it? Can Matt Meyhu win this on his own?

Hood: Of course he can…he’s the Marvel! He beat boot camp!

Smith: What on Earth are you talking about?

Hood: He enlisted…went to boot camp and dominated, made it look like a kid’s playground. So they discharged him...

Smith: Why would they discharge someone that good?

Hood: There’s a special clause in the army. If you beat boot camp then you are discharged…it’s like a get out of jail free card!

Smith: I don’t believe that at all

~Back in the ring, Meyhu yanks Paras up and hooks him for the Ego Trip!! Paras elbows Meyhu in the side of the head. Meyhu’s grip remains strong. Paras, feeling a sense of urgency, measures the next elbow…he hits Meyhu right in the temple!! Meyhu’s knees go weak. His grip loosens, he nearly falls over. Paras breaks free…he picks Meyhu up, spins around and drills him into the mat with a Spinebuster!!! The crowd gets firmly behind Paras after the move, cheering loudly. Maurako rolls into the ring, slowly~

Smith: The plan…Meyhu’s arrogance…it may all backfire!

Hood: Son of a bitch…a shot to the temple? WHAT A DICK

Smith: Nothing illegal about that, Hood. Just smart striking

Hood: I stand by my original affirmation

~Maurako reaches his feet, he leans against the ropes. Paras pulls Meyhu up. He releases The Marvel. Maurako stands upright, behind Meyhu. Paras delivers a soccer style kick into Meyhu’s gut! Meyhu doubles over…but not for long as a knee is lifted into his face!! He staggers back…Paras then jumps into the air and cracks the side of Meyhu’s head with an enziguri!!! Meyhu falls back, into the waiting arms of Maurako! Mario locks in La Omerta!!! The crowd goes wild! He rag dolls Meyhu, squeezing all the energy from The Marvel’s body. TIO appears anxious…he looks at the clock…it reads 45 seconds~

Smith: This could be it! I don’t think Meyhu would tap but if he’s unconscious, they’d have to call this match

Hood: If for no other reason, to preserve the main event

Smith: Yep…I can’t see how he survives the Twin City Trilogy followed up by La Omerta…it’s too much punishment for one man to take

Hood: TIO will be released soon…if he’s released in time…does he help out his partner?

Smith: That is an excellent question

~The clock hits thirty. It becomes apparent by TIO’s angst that he’s going to help Meyhu. Maurako continues to toss Meyhu around. Scruff comes in, asking Meyhu if he’s going to give it up. Meyhu has no response. Is he out? Paras looks toward the clock. He sees it hit fifteen seconds. He’s fully aware of TIO’s impending release. He flies through the ropes, his feet hitting the dirt. The clock hits ten. Maurako stops flinging Meyhu around and yells at Scruff, “Is he out?!” Scruff looks at Meyhu’s face…he appears to be. The buzzer sounds! The door clicks and it slides open. Paras rushes forward…TIO charges out and spears Paras through the midsection, bullying him toward the ring. Paras throws knees and strikes, trying to get TIO off him. TIO spikes the lower portion of Paul’s back against the edge of the apron!! This slows Paras down. TIO does it again! Paras appears to be momentarily incapacitated. TIO rolls into the ring, fearing that Scruff may end the match~

Smith: He’s out! Ring the bell!

Hood: He’s not out, he’s just thinking really deeply

Smith: He is out! If you want our main event to take place then they need to end this right now before any real damage is done

Hood: Fucking PM…they are ruining everything!

~Scruff reaches up, touching Meyhu’s arm…he lifts it up. TIO gets to his feet and he tackles Maurako and Meyu, taking them to the mat! Scruff backs away, unable to see if the arm would have dropped! The fans give TIO a strong ovation for saving a match they are thoroughly enjoying. Mario still has Meyhu locked in La Omerta. TIO pummels the side of Mario’s head with right fists. Mario finally releases Meyhu…The Marvel rolls onto his front, motionless against the mat. TIO pins Mario against the mat, on his back and takes control with a full mount…he fires away with fists and forearms. Maurako has a hard time defending~

Smith: TIO could knock Maurako out with one well-placed punch!

Hood: I think we’re seeing who the TRUE leader of The Family was

Smith: Strong words…care if I share them with Mario?

Hood: Now why would you go and do a thing like that?

~TIO gets to his feet…he pulls Maurako up and hooks him for a Rock Bottom. Paras rolls into the ring and gets to his feet, holding his back in pain. TIO grabs Paras…it looks like he’s going for a double Rock Bottom…instead, he falls straight back and drops both men with a Double Ego Trip!!! Meyhu is seated in the corner, watching. His eyes widen…he’s furious. TIO sits up and nods at his partner. He then covers Maurako…Scruff slides in for the count~

1!

2!

Kick Out!!

Smith: Maurako kicked out of the Ego Trip!

Hood: To be fair…it was like a second hand Ego Trip. You know, like some weak ass version of a once badass story

Smith: He nailed it pretty soundly, Hood

Hood: Don’t you besmirch The Marvel’s move!

~Meyhu pulls his sore, strained body up via the aid of the ropes. He heads over toward TIO. TIO pops to his feet…he and Meyhy come face to face, nose to nose. The crowd is buzzing with excitement. “Fuck him up, Meyhu!” is heard…followed by “TIO!” They are reaching a boiling point as the trash talk escalates. TIO looks ready to throw a punch…he feels something around his leg. It’s Paras…The Perfect One has hold of his left foot. TIO hops around and looks at Meyhu for help. Meyhu stands back. Paras gets to his feet, maintaining his grip…he spins to the mat with a Dragon Screw leg whip!!! TIO spins down, holding his knee in pain. Maurako begins to stir. Meyhu, surveying the situation hops through the ropes, to the dirt. He heads for the cell~

Smith: What’s he doing?!

Hood: Did TIO leave something behind in the cell? Maybe he’s retrieving a lost item for his brother!

Smith: That can’t be it…could he…

Hood: Could he what? You act like I’m a psychic…I’m no Miss Cleo!

Smith: DATED REFERENCE ALERT!

~Meyhu reaches the cell. He turns around and looks back at the ring…Maurako and Paras are mauling TIO. Meyhu steps into the cell and he shuts the door. The crowd BOOS him aggressively. A few chants of “PUSSY” are hurled down at The Marvel. Meyhu points at his head saying, “Not worth it! This is NOT worth it.”~

Smith: What a chicken! He’s going to hide out in that cell and allow PM to decimate his partner so that he can have a clear advantage in the OCW Title match later this evening!

Hood: What a genius! You see, Smith…this is what OCW Champions are made of

Smith: If that’s true then, wow, that is so, so sad

Hood: Brains, Smith….it takes brains to reach the pinnacle of this establishment. Aside from Bifford, they all have muscles.

~TIO looks to Meyhu while Maurako bullies him into a corner. His eyes seem to beg Meyhu to help him…they’ve had differences but surely the tag titles can temporarily mend the broken fence. But, nope, the clock reads one minute, forty-five seconds and Meyhu looks content to hang. Maurako drills a shoulder into TIO’s gut! TIO coughs from impact. Maurako steps back…Paras comes flying in with a knee into TIO’s face!! TIO falls to his knees…he crawls toward the center of the ring. Maurako, remembering a blow to the head he suffered earlier, rushes forward and delivers a stomp into the back of TIO’s head…it’s almost like a drive by curb stomp…TIO’s face PLANTS into the mat…he goes still, possibly knocked out~

Smith: What a lowlife…seriously, leaving your partner behind in the trenches? I can hardly stomach the act

Hood: Oh give me a fucking break. You ask Maurako…ask your hero Marvelous Mario Maurako what he’d do for the OCW Title…I guarantee you he’d do whatever it took to win that fucking thing

Smith: He wouldn’t leave Paras behind, I can tell you that!

Hood: Seriously? You act like those two have never faced before. This is a cut throat business, Smith. And it takes a dick head to reach the top…sorry to break the news to ya, cup cake

Smith: You know I hate being called baked goods!

~Maurako reaches down, he grabs TIO by his hair…yanking him to his feet. The clock hits one minute. Maurako hooks TIO in La Omerta!! Instead of rag dolling TIO…he lifts him up and SLAMS him into the mat with Super Mario!!! TIO’s body spasms. Mario goes for the pin with Paras keeping an eye on both the clock and Meyhu. The clock hits 45 seconds~

1!

2!

Kick Out!!

Smith: TIO kicks out…he’s showing a lot of heart!

Hood: What? They ripped his chest open?!

Smith: NOT LITERALLY

Hood: Oh, okay…whew!

~The clock hits thirty seconds. Maurako stands and looks down at TIO, frustrated he kicked out. Paras says something to his legendary partner. Mario nods. He pulls TIO up and holds him in place…if not, TIO would collapse to the mat. Paras sprints for the ropes…he bounces off and flies through the air drilling TIO in the face with the SICK KICK!! TIO flips backwards, landing on his front side. Paras rolls TIO onto his back and goes for the pin. The clock hits ten…the prisoners count down~

1!

2!

Kick Out!!!

Smith: Another kickout!! TIO is showing some major heart in this one!

Hood: Damn…

Smith: Paras calls that Blue Angel! A great move…the type of impact that would leave most opponents laying for at least a three count.

Hood: Yes but most opponents are NOT incredible.

Smith: I can’t argue that

~The buzzer goes off…the cell door unlocks. Meyhu keeps his hands wrapped around the bars…the door remains shut, but unlocked. Meyhu watches the action inside the ring. Paras pops to his feet and motions with his hand for Maurako to hoist TIO up. Mario yanks TIO to his feet and slaps him across the face, purely for insult…the prisoners cheer, liking the act. Mario lifts TIO up…Paras runs for the ropes~

Smith: Blast from the Past!

Hood: Game, set…match!

~Paras ricochets off the ropes and leaps through the air. TIO wiggles, he is able to slide down Mario’s back! Paras misses with the flying knee and lands, awkwardly on the mat. TIO rolls Maurako over with a sunset flip!! He doesn’t hold on…instead he pops to his feet and kicks Maurako in the face with a Penalty Kick!! The back of Mario’s head slams against the pat. Paras shakes the awkward landing off and he sprints for TIO who is standing near the ropes…TIO ducks and pulls down on the top rope…Paras goes flying over the top rope, landing roughly on the outside. Meyhu suddenly slides the door open~

Smith: What the…NOW he wants to get involved…this guy needs to make up his mind!

Hood: Well now they can win…I mean he’d like to win this match, don’t get me wrong…but not at the risk of threatening his OCW Title shot

Smith: I feel like he’s ruining this match

Hood: Yea, well that’s because you’re an idiot…but, hey, how about TIO countering Blast from the Past?

Smith: It was a great counter…having experienced it a few weeks ago…I’m sure TIO knew exactly what was coming the moment Maurako lifted him up

~TIO collapses to the ring…his burst was quick, effective but far from lasting. He’s still very much beaten down. Meyhu hurries toward the ring, he slides in under the bottom rope and slaps TIO around, trying to wake him up. TIO isn’t quite sure where he is…he looks at Meyhu with a confused gaze. Meyhu tries to point at Maurako saying they need to pin him. TIO doesn’t seem to grasp the concept. Meyhu drops TIO’s head...it bounces off the mat. He goes for Maurako…he yanks the muscular Hall of Famer to his feet and shoves him against the ropes…Meyhu charges in and clotheslines Maurako over the top rope, to the outside!! Mario hits hard and falls back against the dirt. Meyhu steps through the ropes and hops down, next to Mario~

Smith: Now what is he doing?

Hood: Whatever he’s doing we will MARVEL at it

Smith: That’d be a first for this match…all he’s done is act like a coward

Hood: He’s going to beat the OUS out of Mario’s moniker!

~Meyhu drags Mario toward the cell. He throws Mario inside the SLAMS the door shut. He marches around the cell and begins to push. It budges a little…but not much. Meyhu walks backward until he brushes up against the Plexiglas siding. He sprints forward as fast as he can and SLAMS into the back of the cell with all the force he’s got…it slowly starts to tilt…gravity gains the upper (OR LOWER) hand. The cell falls down, into the ground!!! The crowd goes wild! The door is trapped shut beneath the weight of the cell. The back is a giant, concrete wall. The two sides are comprised of bars. We can’t see Mario’s body from our vantage point. Meyhu steps up, on top of the tipped over cell and he holds his arms out in triumph…the prisoners re-discover their love of The Marvel chanting “MEYYYYY-HUUUUUU”~

Smith: Oh come on!!

Hood: What a move! What a GREAT move!

Smith: How is Mario going to get out? He’s trapped!

Hood: Sucks to be PM!

~We see, from Meyhu’s angle Paras slide back into the ring. TIO is standing, or, well, leaning in a corner. Paras doesn’t seem to realize what’s taken place. He looks around for Maurako, but can’t find him. So, he does what’s in his nature…he goes after his opponent, TIO. Paras drills TIO in the gut with a knee. He unleashes a flurry of quick fists and backhands. Meyhu hops off the back of the cell and sprints for the ring. He slides in and runs for the corner…he leaps through the air and CRUSHES both Paras and TIO with a huge splash!! Paras leans against TIO…Meyhu hooks him around the waist and tosses him into the center of the ring with a Release German Suplex. Paras lands, folding up at the waist. TIO falls to the mat, injured from the impact. Meyhu pops to his feet…he appears very proud~

Smith: Good for you, Meyhu. GOOD FOR YOU

Hood: Nice to see you’re finally recognizing talent

Smith: I’m being facetious!

Hood: It’s always FACE with you, isn’t it?

Smith: No comment

~The clock hits 45 seconds. OCW officials surround the manipulated cell. They look for a way to release Maurako once the clock expires. We see the giant hand of Maurako sticking out…our view lowers, he’s on all fours, looking out from the side of the cell…he doesn’t look comfortable. Meyhu, meanwhile, is waking TIO up. He helps his partner to his feet in the corner and points at Paras. TIO starts to finally snap back into the moment…he shoves Meyhu away. The crowd goes “ooohhhh”. Meyhu holds his hands up as if to say “Hey, what’s the deal, bro?” TIO walks away from Meyhu, heading for another corner. Paras reaches his feet, holding the back of his neck. Meyhu goes after him~

Smith: I know they have a clear advantage for…most likely the rest of the match…but Paras is still one of the greatest wrestlers in OCW history…they need to keep their focus on him or he could win this match all by himself

Hood: So if he loses…is he no longer Perfect?

Smith: He’ll always be Perfect, Hood

Hood: That doesn’t make any fucking sense

~Meyhu throws a knee into Paul’s kidney. Paras leans to the side, wincing in pain. Meyhu hoists Paras over his shoulder. Paras is facing the sky…Meyhu flips The Perfect One over and slams him into the mat with a Reverse Powerslam!!! Paras hits hard. Meyhu picks him back up…the look in Meyhu’s eye is one of confidence…he can sense victory. He lifts Paras over his head and snaps him forward into the mat with an Alabama Slam!!! The entire ring shakes from impact. Paras is out. Meyhu goes for a nonchalant cover. Scruff slides in to count…as he does, the buzzer sounds~

1!

2!

Shoulder Up!!

Smith: He kicked out! Way to go Paras…c’mon, let’s get Maurako out of that cell!

Hood: Not happening

Smith: With enough man power, it can be done. I have faith!

~Meyhu stands over Paras looking disgusted. We see several OCW employees working to lift the cell up. It won’t budge. Maurako is crawling around inside, trying to find a way out…his mannerisms are frantic. The crowd explodes! Meyhu and TIO look toward the entrance…it’s JAMES VOREX~

Smith: James Vorex!! One half of Extremely Dangerous!

Hood: What the hell is THAT loser doing out here?!

Smith: It looks like he’s here to help! Extremely Dangerous were one of PM’s many foes…they remember the tag division for what it used to be…not what it is today!

Hood: Yes, it’s improved dramatically…glad you agree!

~Meyhu and TIO watch Vorex aid the OCW personnel in lifting the cage. It moves a little…but nothing close to what they need. Meyhu and TIO return their focus to Paras. TIO pushes Meyhu out of the way saying, “Let me show you how it’s done.” He pulls Paras up and knees him in the gut. He hooks Paul’s head and lifts him up…he holds him in the air for five…seven…TEN seconds…he drops Paras to the mat with a Brainbuster!!! Paras sits up…his head wobbles back and forth…he then flails backwards. TIO covers him~

1!

2!

SHOULDER UP!!

Smith: Paras is hanging in there…but how much more punishment can he take?

Hood: He’s just about done

Smith: Sad, but true

~TIO stands and looks down at Paras, equally frustrated. The crowd explodes once more! TIO and Meyhu look at the entrance…ZEUS AND HADES come running down…they almost trip but, hey, they make it. They reach the prison cell and pat Vorex on the back. He smiles, happy to see them. They count to three and give the cell a big push…it lifts off the ground…the crowd is on their feet…Maurako starts to look relieved…the cell stops…it shakes…they lose their grip and it slams back into the dirt! The prisoner crowd sighs with disappointment. Vorex, Zeus and Hades look at the cell in defeat. Meyhu laughs while TIO displays a smug look. Meyhu points at Paras and says “Forget what’s between us…let’s finish this ‘legend’!” TIO extends his hand…Meyhu shakes it~

Smith: The Greek gods…the team Extremely Dangerous defeated for the OCW Tag Titles...they came down here to help…but, to no avail

Hood: I’m not surprised, those guys are out sized!

Smith: This is just so sad…these legends…the old tag teams of yesteryear are watching everything they built get stomped on by the very definition of arrogance

Hood: Oh please, it’s not THAT fucking bad

~TIO pulls Paras up…he holds Paras in position…Meyhu’s foot goes through Paul’s face with a superkick!!! Paras falls back into TIO’s arms. TIO hooks him with a Full Nelson. He rag dolls Paras around the ring while Maurako watches, helplessly from the cell. Paras can’t defend…he’s still awake, but unable to break free. Scruff tries asking Paras if he wants to give it up but TIO just jerks Paras away, continuing to inflict tremendous pain. Meyhu smiles, finding the situation humorous~

Smith: They are going to seriously injure Paul…we need somebody…we need a hero!

Hood: This is OCW…there are no heroes

Smith: That cannot be right

~Scruff rushes over, continuing to check on Paras…Paras may be out. Scruff reaches for Paul’s arm…TIO kicks Scruff away…he lifts Paras into the air and DRILLS him into the mat with a Full Nelson Slam!! He charges toward the back of the ring and points at Maurako yelling “That’s how it’s done!!” Meyhu, ever the opportunist, covers Paras…Scruff slides in for the count~

1!

2! 3…

NO! SHOULDER UP!

Smith: He kicked out!! I can’t believe it!

Hood: Paras lives!

Smith: But for how much longer?

~Meyhu, on his knees, shakes his head. He slaps Paras across the face…it’s an act of frustration. Meyhu stands. TIO walks over…somewhat aggravated that Meyhu went for the pin. He asks why Meyhu didn’t grab both legs…Meyhu shrugs. TIO responds, “You would have won if you grabbed both legs! I would have grabbed both legs!” Meyhu has no response…finding the conversation to be useless. Suddenly, in the distance…we see two men stand amongst the crowd…it takes a moment…but soon, the fans around them start to react…a cheer grows…it rises and rises before engulfing center stage. Meyhu and TIO turn and look toward the noise. Our camera zooms in…it’s…it’s…~

Smith: Oh my gosh…Hood…look!

Hood: What…it’s just a couple of prisoners. Reminds me of Lenny and that little guy from Of Mice and Men

Smith: Great comparison but that’s not them…that’s PERCY ELLIS AND STONEWALL JACKSON

Hood: Holy shit…Mississippi Mud?

Smith: Yes…they have apparently been incarcerated here for quite some time!

~Jackson gives Percy a boost…he hops over the Plexiglas and jumps down. His landing is surprisingly safe. Jackson PUNCHES the glass…it cracks…he PUNCHES it again…it BREAKS! He steps through. A ton of other prisoners threaten to rush through…however, security rushes in and beats them back with pepper spray and clubs. Stonewall matches behind Percy…they reach the cell. TIO looks at Meyhu asking “What the hell is that?” Meyhu shrugs…he looks down at Paras and tells TIO, “Finish him, now.”~

Smith: Mississippi Mud the former tag team champions Perfectly Marvelous dethroned….have seen enough! They are here to right this wrong!

Hood: Man, these guys have some serious Stockholm syndrome going on…PM beats their ass nearly twenty years ago so here they are...helping them

Smith: It’s about justice!

Hood: They are in the worst fucking prison ever…what do they care about justice

Smith: Every man has a code, Hood!

~Ellis, Vorex, Zeus, Hades, the OCW personnel and Jackson all grab a portion of the cell and begin to lift. TIO grabs Paras and hooks him in a Dragon Sleeper. He drags Paras into a corner…he climbs up onto the middle buckle and lifts Paras up with the Dragon Sleeper still applied. Paras kicks his legs…his face starts to turn blue. Scruff asks Paras if he wants to give it up…Paras shakes his head ‘no’. Meyhu turns his head…toward the heavy lifting. It becomes obvious at this point they are going to erect the cell. It’s halfway up…Stonewall lets out a huge grunt and they get it over!!! The cell is back upright!! Meyhu exits the ring, angrily…he heads over to the former Tag Champions surrounding the cell~

Smith: I’m not sure the Savage Champion wants any part of those legendary tag teams!

Hood: Don’t worry, he’s got this…he’s probably going to offer Stonewall a carton of cigarettes if he’ll help them put down this ridiculously resilient Paul Paras

Smith: I hope not!

~Meyhu tries to get to Maurako before the door gets opened. It’s apparently wedged shut from the fall. Vorex, Zeus, Hades and Ellis stand in his way. He looks down at all four of the former champions and laughs. Back inside the ring Paras continues kicking his legs…he starts to gain some momentum. TIO wrenches harder. Paras is able to get enough momentum to hit the mat with his feet…he lifts TIO up on his shoulders…the crowd goes wild…what an amazing display of strength and stamina…TIO kills the cheers, however, instantly dropping Paras with an Inverted DDT! Paras is laid out…TIO goes for the pin hooking BOTH legs~

1!

2!

SHOULDER UP!

Smith: Yes! Yes! C’mon Paras…just a little longer…last just a little bit longer

Hood: Finish him TIO!

Smith: No!

~Meyhu is about to start laying waste to the former champions. Suddenly a loud CLICK is heard as Stonewall rips the door open. Maurako comes sprinting out. The former champions part and Maurako SPEARS right through Meyhu!! He lifts Meyhu onto his shoulders and runs full speed toward the ring post…he leaps through the air and CRACKS Meyhu’s back into the post!! Meyhu yells out in pain, falling to the dirt. Back inside the ring, TIO has Paras on his feet…he knees him in the gut and lifts him up for You’re Incredibly Fucked!! Before he can drop him, Paras jabs TIO in the nose. TIO staggers…Paras then makes a seamless transition into a Triangle!! TIO stumbles around the ring, on his feet, with Paras hanging onto the triangle choke~

Smith: What a reversal by Paras…he could choke TIO out!

Hood: How did this turn so fast…bullshit! Bullshit I say!

Smith: Yes, we heard you the first time

Hood: BULLSHIT

~TIO continues to stumble around the ring, losing oxygen and energy. His back is to Maurako…Mario slides into the ring. Paras, up in the air, looks over TIO’s shoulder and spots Maurako. TIO tries to push Paras off him…Paras finally releases and goes over TIO’s head, landing behind the Paradigm Champion. He grabs TIO by the arm, turns him around and whips him at Maurako…Maurako catches TIO and lifts him up…Paras sprints toward the ropes…he bounces off and hits TIO in the face with a flying knee…TIO falls to the ring, lifeless. Maurako goes for the pin…Scruff slides in for the count~

1!

2!

3….

NO!

~Maurako’s body disappears…Meyhu yanks him out of the ring. The crowd gasps with shock. Paras is standing, already getting ready to pose for the win. He turns around, surprised he didn’t hear the third hand on mat impact. He spots Meyhu pulling Maurako out of the ring. Maurako hits the dirt, hard~

Smith: That darn Marvel!

Hood: He’s unbeatable!

Smith: As is The Incredible One….you have to wonder, after that…can PM win this match?

Hood: Fuck no they can’t…they’re old, I’m sure they BOTH have to use the restroom something fierce by now

~Paras rushes for the ropes…he flies through them and takes Meyhu head on with strikes. Meyhu fights back…the crowd is going wild…a former OCW Champion battling it out with the number one contender. Neither man is budging an inch. Maurako gets to his feet…he stalks behind Paras. The Perfect One gains a slight upper hand…his skilled striking is overtaking Meyhu’s natural talent. Meyhu gives ground…he’s inching close to the prison cell. His heels touch the base of the cell…he staggers, trying to get away…Paras takes the opportunity to duck and deliver a spinning leg sweep to Meyhu! Maurako charges forward, with Paras out of the way and nearly decapitates Meyhu with a lariat!! The Marvel tumbles backward into the cell!! Together, Maurako and Paras SLAM the door shut…the clock starts. The tag teams of yesteryear go crazy. Paras looks toward the ring…TIO is slowly getting to his feet…he looks at Mauarko…Maurako nods, in unison, PM sprints toward the ring and the vulnerable Incredible One~

Smith: Double Entendre!! Meyhu is locked in that cell for two minutes…this could be it!

Hood: No…this can’t be happening!

Smith: The Aptitude’s tag team reign of terror could be at an end

Hood: CJ! Where is CJ?! Get CJ out here!

Smith: Not going to happen

Hood: Carrington? SOMEBODY STOP THIS

~Paras and Maurako slide into the ring, side by side. Maurako taps TIO on the shoulder…he turns around…Mario hoists him up in a Gorilla Press Slam position. Paras nods his head…the two are working as well as they ever have. Using both arms and all his strength Maurako tosses TIO in the air…he comes tumbling down and Paras catches him with a mid-air cutter!!! The crowd goes wild!! Paras hooks BOTH legs…Scruff slides in with the count~

1!

2!

3!!!!!!!!!!!

~The prisoners can’t help it…they go wild. “PM!” chants fill the arena. Paras pops to his feet with a look that says “this was never in doubt.” Maurako leans against the ropes, relieved the task is over. The tag titles are brought into the ring by Scruff~

Belvedere: Here are your winners…AND THE NEW OCW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS…PERFECTLY MARVELOUS!!!!!

Smith: They did it!! JACKPOT! They did it! Perfectly Marvelous just vanquished The Aptitude…a reign of terror that began with the belittling of The Dravers Boys has finally ended tonight...what a relief!

Hood: Those tag titles are suddenly obsolete!

Smith: How can you possibly say that?

Hood: The OLD guys are champs…what about the new era? What about the now?

Smith: I’d say the now…the today…the current trend is what it is…it may not be good….it may not be great…but it is

Hood: Oh shut the fuck up!

Smith: You killed my momentum! But, man, what a match! As if they needed the additional accolade…PM just become the second two time Tag Champs in OCW history…they are now tied with Sex and Violence

Hood: I still prefer Sex and Violence

Smith: Of course you would…if there were any doubts, you can put them to rest…Perfectly Marvelous is the greatest tag team in OCW history

Hood: I need a beer

Smith: Too early in the day for that…we’re still just getting started!

~The cell is finally unlocked. PM are already on their way out of the arena. Meyhu emerges, wincing from Double Entendre. He sees TIO being looked at in the ring. He realizes what’s taken place. He waves his arms at TIO in disgust and opts to leave him behind. Before he can make an exit…prison guards approach with cuffs. He shakes his head and says, “Really?” They nod…he extends his hands, going along with the show’s theme~

Smith: No compassion from Meyhu…TIO gave it everything he had and all his partner can do is cast him aside

Hood: Such is life…Meyhu didn’t get pinned…TIO did. That’s not Meyhu’s fault

Smith: I hope TIO gets retribution later tonight. Meyhu is a real jerk.

Hood: He’s also the most talented man in OCW. You better HOPE he wins tonight…for the sake of that belt

~We cut back to the live feed~

Cheasy M: Whew, what a match! It's not often you get to see legends from different eras throw down while in their prime but that was the case on that hot, sweltering summer day in the Louisiana State Pen. Tremendous match. Matt Meyhu would go on to defeat TIO later that evening for the OCW Title. The Aptitude would break apart shortly thereafter. It could be argued Perfectly Marvelous put an end to the Aptitude Era. Alright, I need a smoke after that kind of action! How bout you?

~Grace Rimmer is heard off camera chastising Cheasy~

Cheasy M: What I meant to say was...haha...ya know, OCW doesn't advocate the use of any tobacco products! I was just kidding around! Let's cut to a commercial!

~We open on Lissandra playing with daughter Lilly at their Hollywood mansion when her phone rings. Lissandra calls in Bethany while she takes the call~

Lissandra: Hello? Lissandra Thomas speaking.

*Pause*

Lissandra: You?! How the hell did you get my number?

*Another pause*

Lissandra: And why would I want to come to meet you for coffee? Don’t be stupid! Absolutely not!

*Another pause* And Lissandra is getting more and more annoyed.

Lissandra: I don’t care what you want to talk about! Why the hell would I associate with you after everything we’ve been through?! You have some nerve Vaughn!! Some nerve!! I’m not meeting you anywhere, anytime. Especially for coffee!

~Lissandra is about to hang up her phone when she suddenly hears Peter Vaughn shout ‘WAIT!’ down the phone. Lissandra brings the phone back up, listening.~

*Longer pause*

Lissandra: Ugh….Fine! I can give you 15 minutes. You’re annoyingly persistent - You know that? Have you heard of Rubies + Diamonds? No, not the jewelry, you buffoon, it’s a coffee place here. You want me to come and see you? Coffee’s on you.

~Lissandra hangs up the phone, shaking her head at what the world’s coming to: meeting Peter “The Janitor” Vaughn for coffee~

~A brief message -taped earlier today- lets us know that this was taped before Piledriver and thus has no conflict whatsoever with any other subsequent segments. We cut to the now familiar hospital room of Marcus Welsh. The man is laying on his bed, looking healthier and more sober than he has in months. Most of the bruising is almost gone and his wounds seemed almost fully healed. The also familiar nurse is puttering around his room, checking fluids and making sure all machinery is plugged in. The door to the room opens up and in walks Mike Zybala. Welsh beams as he sees his friend enter the room holding a cooler, but the nurse looks dejected~

Nurse: You're early! You don't usually get here until later.

Zybala: Yes I am! I figured I should visit my buddy Marcus during actual visiting hours.

~ Zybala holds up his visitors pass proudly. The nurse looks like someone shit in her cereal as she storms out of the room; angry about her lost bribe. Zybala smiles at Welsh. ~

Zybala: Hey there Markie Mark! How ya feeling this week?!

Marcus Welsh: Mike!

~Welsh is excited to see his only friend in the world...or at least the only one he can remember. He sits up. Zybala leans forward, looking to help...but Welsh has this all on his own. He's looking to be quite strong...well on the road to a full recovery~

Marcus Welsh: Did you hear the news? Some guy named Sebastian Grey is going to be on Piledriver tonight. Who'Re thinks he's the next big thing. Have you met him? Are you worried about him? You think she'd bust the cap to sign him?

~ Zybala puts a hand on his chin and thoughtfully ponders. ~

Zybala: Sebastian Grey.... Hmm.... It honestly doesn't ring any bells, buddy. I'm not usually one to look in other feds besides the ones I'm in. If I ran into him in the past, I forgot. Though how can anyone blame me. 18 years in the business, multiple concussions, and even a bought of amnesia myself, I'd be lucky to remember anyone that isn't family or that I see on a weekly basis. So I don't know if he's good or not to get the gap busted. It's fun to wonder though, isn't it?

~Zybala flashes a smile before rummaging through the cooler and pulling out a Diet Pepsi for Welsh. He gives the bottle to his friend before sitting down. Welsh eyes the diet pepsi~

Marcus Welsh: You know that new guy, Thaddeus Duke. He drinks Dr. Pepper and Yoohoo. Since his debut last night I've been craving either or both of those. Something about that kid...I think he's going to be a star. If I were ever lucky enough to be a GM, I think I'd push him to the moon. Say, Mike, has there ever been an OCW GM who brought in a big named free agent and pushed them to the moon?

Zybala: As a matter of fact, I know a couple. Back in Boardwalk Wrestling, there was a GM named Mike Pettis who pushed a young Matt Meyhu to the moon, and he became a champion everywhere he went. I try to push everyone in Outsiders because I believe in giving people chances. There was another BW GM named Syxx Gibbler who tried pushing some nobody. She even played dirty to get the World title on him, but he went nowhere. Then, of course, there's you Marcus.

~Welsh's eyes get wide with excitement~

Zybala: Oh my, have you signed some big names. Lets see... You got to sign Meyhu and he's now a Hall of Famer. Mike Best and he became a world champ. You even gave me the rub for a little bit. You had so many good free agent brought in that you pushed that became champs. You did push a few flops, but no one is perfect. You definitely had more successes than failures.

~Welsh is displaying an astonished gaze. Zybala has rocked his minuscule world~

Marcus Welsh: You're telling me I RAN OCW?

Zybala: Not only did you run it, my friend, but some would say that your tenure as GM was the Golden Age of OCW! Inventive matches, never before seen pay per view concepts, feuds that kept the people coming for more. You once booked a pay per view on a cruise ship!

~Welsh leans back~

Marcus Welsh: Wow. I really wish I could remember. Do you have any footage of those days?

~ Zybala's smile falters a little at the question. He doesn't really want Welsh to see the year and half long feud they had, especially when they're on great terms now. Zybala sighs and frowns. ~

Zybala: Sadly, I do not. Any stuff I had control over was revoked when Who'Re took over. I mean, we used to be able to stream it online when you ran the place. However, Ms. 'Re is all about the bottom line and is charging almost twenty bucks a month for streaming services to see the old content. I can give you all the Outsiders stuff, but I'm not sure if you would like it. The Yard isn't everyone's cup of tea.

~ Zybala looks at Welsh, hoping his verbal gymnastics worked. Welsh is intrigued when he hears about Outsiders~

Marcus Welsh: Outsiders? What's Outsiders?

Zybala: What's Outsiders? Only the best little fed that could! Hold on a second.

~ Zybala rummages through a bag that we can only assume is Welsh's. Zybala pulls out a tablet and turns it on. Full Battery!! Zybala makes sure the hospital Wi-Fi is working, goes to YouTube and searches for the first Dystopia. He taps on the screen and hands it to an excited Welsh. ~

Zybala: Here ya go, buddy. Enjoy. While you're getting your mind blown, I'm gonna see if they have a snack machine here. You want anything?

Welsh: Goobers!

~ Zybala flashes a thumbs up before leaving the room. Marcus is smiling as we can here "Da Funk" being played from the screen. We cut back to Piledrive. ~

Cheasy M: It appears former OCW GM Marcus Welsh is still suffering from major memory loss. Only way to explain why he would not only not scoff at the mention of Outsiders but ask to watch it!

~Cheasy shakes his head. Surprised, as most knowledgeable fans would be over Welsh's intrigue over viewing archived footage of Zybala's backyard promotion...if you can all it that~

Cheasy M: Best friends with Zybala. Asking to watch Outsiders. Eating GOOBERS. If and when Welsh regains his memory no doubt this will all seem like some sort of horrid nightmare.

~We cut. Cheasy spins around. His face is struck with glee~

Cheasy M: But enough about two men watching backyard wrestling in a hospital room. Let's get to some exciting news! Online Championship Wrestling has always aspired to give its fans more. More than just in-ring action. more than your traditional promo. More than your typical arena setting. The heart and soul of OCW lies within its creativity. It's ability to try different things for the sake of ingenuity. Experimentation has been the key behind a lot of OCW's successful history.

~A picture of Who'Re appears on the screen behind Cheasy~

Cheasy M: And tonight is no different. OCW GM wasn't just collecting a paycheck while working under GM Marcus Welsh. Nope, she was paying attention. She realizes she's got to keep things fresh and creative around here so that's exactly what she's done. OCW GM Who'Re reached out and contacted Pro Wrestling creative guru, Adi Gold about bringing quality entertainment to the OCW product. And, well, the two have reached an agreement.

~The screen behind Cheasy goes black. It appears we're about to get a video!

Cheasy M: Adi Gold is coming to OCW. In fact, she's already here! Adi Gold will be heading and overseeing OCW's entertainment-only brand. Introducing...OCW TV.

~We see a close up shot of Adi Gold's face. She begins speaking~

Adi Gold: This isn't like TV. Its better... This is LIFE! Pure and UNCUT! You're there... you're feeling it.
It's like the stuff you can't have... right?
Feeling the adrenaline pumping through your veins...
I can make it happen...
I can get you anything you want.
You SAY IT.
You even THINK IT!
You.
Can.
Have.
It.
You know you WANT it. No. NEED it..."

~We cut back to Cheasy. He's super excited~

Cheasy M: I cannot WAIT for OCW TV! I've been given a sneak peek at some of the shows that will be debuting and, well, let me just say they are wildly creative! OCW TV will be available on the OCW Youtube Channel moments after this broadcast. Be sure to look for it as the first episode is scheduled to drop very, very soon!

~Cheasy looks deep into the lens~

Cheasy M: And, Adi, if you're watching. Throw ole Cheasy a bone and get him a spot on a show. I've always been told I have a lovable on screen presence!

~He gives a VERY practiced smile~

Cheasy M: Alright! It's time for another commercial break. When we return, Ed Houston joins me in studio to discuss his match against Thaddeus Duke! Coming up!

~We cut to commercial~

~We cut to a shot inside the Rubies + Diamonds coffee shop, where we get a shot of the shop’s $14,000 BKON Craft Brewer working in the background. Lissandra is already in a private seating area near the back when Peter Vaughn comes in, making his way through the small crowd towards her table~

Peter Vaughn: Thanks for meeting with me, Lissandra. I promise you, I’m not here to waste your time.

Lissandra: You damn well better not be. I’m a busy woman! I’ve left Lilly at home...

~She sighs~

Lissandra: Now… What's this about?

Peter Vaughn: It’s about the future, of course. Yours, Dylan’s, and mine. Being an intelligent lady like yourself, you know all about the rules in place for House of Cards. Temporary alliances can be formed in the pursuit of victory. As strange as it may sound, I think Dylan and I should work together.

~Lissandra almost bursts out laughing at this~

Lissandra: This is a wind up, right? You’re taking the piss right now. Vaughn, you pinned Dylan, taking him out of the match at Quarantined. It’s because of YOU that he isn’t OCW Champion right now! Why on Earth do you think I would agree to you working with Dylan? What makes you think HE would even say yes to it? What, you think that now that you’ve got a little attitude change you deserve to hang with the Elite? With us? Please… Goodbye Vaughn.

~Lissandra stands up~

Lissandra: Thanks for the coffee.

~Lissandra begins to walk away when Peter Vaughn puts a hand on her shoulder~

Lissandra: What...do you think you’re doing?! DON’T touch me!

Peter Vaughn: You know, Lissandra, in all the times you led the charge against Zybala in the GCWA, I always considered you a master strategist. Are you truly willing to just throw away this opportunity over the history between us? Or do you want to hear my reasoning?

~Lissandra seems to contemplate this for a moment. She sighs~

Lissandra: …...Go on…. Promise not to touch me again and you have five more minutes.

~Lissandra sits back down at the table, with Vaughn joining her~

Peter Vaughn: Over the next few weeks, everyone is going to be making deals and forging alliances. Who do you see as most likely to work with Dylan? Ed Houston? You guys fought bitterly over the World Title. You don’t know Thaddeus Duke. You had issues with Duce Jones, which probably means Brim won’t work with you. And Xavier Lux? Don’t make me laugh…

~The words, while stinging, still seem to ring true to Lissandra, at least in part~

Peter Vaughn: But I don’t care about past history with you guys. It was all Zybala’s fault that I sacrificed my body fighting against you and the A-List. Sure, I was angry at Quarantined, but I was just seizing my opportunity against Dylan, just like Dylan would have done the same to me. The simple truth here, Lissandra, is that your best-case scenario is that Zybala decides to ignore Dylan and not try to cost him his chance at becoming Paradigm Champion. He does seem to have issues with Outcast right now. But you know how Zybala feels about your man. You also know that Zybala is a back-stabbing coward who would like nothing more than to hold Dylan Thomas down the rest of his life, keeping him from succeeding while Zybala pursues his own selfish goals!

~Vaughn is getting a little heated, but manages to control his rage, pushing it back down~

Peter Vaughn: But if Dylan agrees to help me against Zybala, crushing his hopes and dreams for good, I will be there to help you take out Outcast. I owe the bastard for being unwilling to let me finish off Brim, ending my own run at Quarantined. So if you want true back-up who has proven he’s willing to go the extra mile to win, you’ll consider this deal.

~Lissandra cautiously sips on her coffee, eyeing Vaughn with suspicion. But she hasn’t said ‘no’ yet. Eventually she sets her coffee mug down and rests her arms on the table, crossing them, looking at Vaughn with a smirk~

Lissandra: Interesting. So you’re finally standing on your own two feet and refusing to be someone’s bitch and errand boy.

~Lissandra sees Vaughn get annoyed at this comment and puts her arms up in innocence~

Lissandra: My apologies. OK Vaughn you actually have my attention, so I’m willing to talk. So you want to be Dylan’s back-up. Let me ask you this though: Nothing is ever free in business… So what's in it for you? I’m guessing you want Dylan as back-up against Zybala?

Peter Vaughn: Of course, I don’t NEED Dylan’s help against Zybala. I know all of the guy’s tricks, and I’m sure I could destroy him and finally free myself of the rage I feel for him. But a Hazardous Ladder match… can be tricky. Having such an accomplished wrestler like Dylan joining me in beating down Zybala will remove all unpredictable elements. If Zybala can no longer stand, he can’t climb a ladder, can he?

~Vaughn smiles, a dark look on the man’s face~

Lissandra: I have to say Mr Vaughn…. I’m liking this side of you. Where was this over in GCWA? OK….Vaugh - Peter….

~Lissandra smiles~

Lissandra: Peter… you have yourself a deal. Consider it done. I’ll talk to Dylan. He’ll agree to it I’m sure. It may take some persuading but…. As you said, I am the brains of the outfit.

~Lissandra looks at Peter Vaughn with a much more polite look~

Lissandra: I’ll call you in the future to discuss the arrangement, OK?

~Lissandra holds out her hand for a handshake. Vaughn reaches forward, returning the gesture. He smiles again~

Peter Vaughn: Just one more image I want you to deliver to Dylan. In my match, to win, I’ll have found the ladder that does not fall to pieces when climbed. It’ll be right there as I claim my title, over the broken, bloody body of Mike Zybala. Right afterwards is the beginning of Dylan’s match with Outcast. Have him picture me diving into Outcast, keeping him held down, while Dylan quickly climbs the already-in-place ladder and wins gold in less than a minute. That can happen, Lissandra.

~Vaughn stands up, pulling out his wallet. He drops a hundred dollar bill on the table, surprising Lissandra. It’s surely money given to him from Jonathan “Pryde” Barrows, but it’s still a grand gesture~

Peter Vaughn: I look forward to your call.

~Vaughn turns and leaves, as Lissandra sits back in her chair and pulls out her phone~

Lissandra: Baby? I’ve just had the strangest conversation. I’ve got you some back-up at House of Cards. We’ll discuss it when I get home. You will not believe who it is, either....

~FADE OUT. Back to the OCW Studio~

Cheasy M: Wow-wow-wow-WOW...Dylan Thomas and Peter Vaughn ALIGNING at House of Cards? I didn't see that coming! As Lissandra said earlier, Vaughn pinned Thomas at Quarantined. BUT...whereas these two were enemies last month, they can help one another reach a common goal this month - victory. Dylan Thomas faces Outcast for the Paradigm Championship. Peter Vaughn defends his Craze Title against Zybala. They can work together without getting in each other's way. It's...smart.

~Cheasy shakes his head, reeling a bit from this 'alliance'~

Cheasy M: This just goes to show, folks, that wrestlers are going to do what they feel is within their best interest heading into House of Cards. Back up WILL be necessary. Treachery WILL be a factor. Who will stand with whom? Who will betray whom? Find out on July 25th at House of Cards! And, speaking of House of Cards..

Cheasy M: It's interview time! My guest? Former OCW Paradigm and Craze Champion. Former GCWA Champion. The man who will introduce Thaddeus Duke to in-ring OCW action...he is Ed Houston!!

~We return to the OCW Studio. Cheasy M has that signature smile plastered across his face~

Cheasy M: Welcome back to Piledriver, everybody! And tonight, I'm thrilled to be joined by a man who appeared on the first episode of this program by bullying Mack O'Connor into retirement...at least, that's what I call it. But don't tell Mack I said that, haha

~Cheasy laughs. But it's kind of a nervous laugh. If Mack did find out, Cheasy would probably get his ass kicked~

Cheasy M: Anyway, let's get right to it...he's seated to me right.

~We pull out to see OCW star...former GCWA Champion, Ed Houston. Nestled in front of Ed is a bottle of Coca-Cola. It seems OCW is really upping their attempt at cashing in on some brand name advertising~

Cheasy M: Ed Houston!!! Ed, thank you for agreeing to come on here to receive the greatest interview of all interviews. Before we get started with the obvious questions...care to elaborate on your first experience here compared to the one tonight...how much different are things? What's changed? Looking back, how do you feel on that appearance and everything that took place until this point?

Houston: "Thanks for having me. I hope appearance tonight is a lot more chill. When I first came on I was upset that I hadn't been offered a spot in OCW so I came here with one goal in mind, to get a spot on the roster by any means necessary. Now that I have the spot its about keeping that spot which means winning. Quarantined didn't go as planned obviously. If it had I would have a championship around my waist but I did enough to come back this week. That isn't good enough for me but after being away for nearly a year it is nice to see that I can still compete in the ring. I feel like we are just starting our ascent and that I'm really close to blasting off."

~Cheasy nods along, staring intently at Ed, listening to his impactful words~

Cheasy M: Very true. Boy oh boy your eyes were full of rocket fuel, let me tell ya! I thought you were about to send Mack to the moon!

~Cheasy's joke doesn't render any laughter from Ed. But, that doesn't stop Cheasy from laughing at it, himself. He then moves on~

Cheasy M: OCW is highly competitive this go around. 8 spots...all 8 wrestlers extremely talented. Last month you had the luxury of knowing most of the wrestlers you were facing. None, however, were more familiar to you than Curt Canon. What was it like wrestling against Canon one more time. How do you feel about Curt stepping away and...any thoughts on Meyhu's involvement which may or may not have led to Curt's demise?

Houston: "This is definitely near the top of the most talent I've seen in OCW and I've been around quite a while now. It's always fun wrestling Curt. Who knows if it will be the last time or not? That guy is so indecisive. Personally, I do hope it is his last time wrestling. I feel like I've retired him three times now. Regarding what happened at Quarantined, I've beaten Curt plenty of times in a variety of different circumstances and he has never beaten me. Who knows if Meyhu's actions really impacted Curt. It could've just been Curt struggling to make a decision. Either way, the end result was written in the stars the second we got paired together in that cage. The Rocket Man was always going to be the one to eliminate Curt Cannon."

~Cheasy nods. He perks up with the 'written in the stars' pun. He smiles and chuckles~

Cheasy M: Well said, Ed! Now, Quarantined is behind us. So let's look ahead. It's Month 2 and the plot continues to thicken. Surely, when you made the roster you didn't envision being in this spot. Dylan Thomas, Mike Zybala, Brim, PETER VAUGHN all vying for titles while you're opening the show. And, to make matters worse...you're not opening the show against, say, a Josie Barnes...but against a worldwide star in Thaddeus Duke. How do you feel about your position? How important is this match? And how concerned are you to be facing such a strong contender during such a pivotal time in your career?

Houston: "It definitely isn't what I envisioned but stars don't form without pressure. I have to embrace the adversity and hopefully overcome it. You're right it won't be easy. Josie Barnes isn't walking through that door. Thaddeus Duke is a worldwide star and will be tough to beat. It's an important match for both of us. I want to get a championship back around my waist and to do so I'm going to have to beat a guy who wants to show what he has to the OCW universe. I wouldn't say that there's any concern about this match just an increased focus. I very badly want to win this match so hopefully that ring rust is gone and I can pull it off."

~Cheasy nods, tapping his fingers against the desk, taking all of Ed's beautiful words into his functional brain~

Cheasy M: Great attitude, Ed! Now, Thaddeus Duke was my guest last week on Piledriver after his blockbuster signature was announced. Did you catch the interview? What do you know about Thaddeus Duke? Are you excited to get to know this 'newcomer'? I hear he has a pet lion.

Houston: "I don't think excited is the right word but I feel like I'm ready. Thaddeus doesn't exactly seem like the kinda guy I would be waiting around to get drinks with. I don't tend to get along too well with egotistical guys that were born on third base but thought they hit a triple. I mean this guy thought my name was dumb! His first name is Thad. And his last name is Duke. Hearing his name along makes me want to roll my eyes. I'm excited to welcome him in OCW and see if he has the guts to stick around but that's about it. I only know a little bit about him but I'm excited to learn more over the next few weeks and then hopefully scrub the memory of him and his lions from my brain immediately after."

~A commotion is heard somewhere off screen drawing the attention of both Cheasy M and Ed Houston followed by some poor schlub warning someone else: “You can’t go in there! They’re live!”

Thad: “Perfect,”

~Thad says as he enters the screen just off to Ed’s right. In his hand rests a can of Dr. Pepper. Over his shoulder rests the beautiful contrast of golden plates on top of intricately etched white leather of the XWF Hart Championship. Not sure what’s going on or why Thaddeus Duke has barged in on his interview time, Ed stands up, prepared to square up if need be. Spying the can of Coca Cola sitting on the table, Thad reaches for it and hands it to Ed. Hesitantly, Houston takes the can from Thad. Thaddeus then folds the straps of his championship beneath itself and lays it gently on the table.

Thad: “I love baseball analogies,” Thad states as he pops the top on his Dr. Pepper. “But like so many before you, Ed, you’ve failed to connect a lot of dots. People like you think people like me had it easy.

“You couldn’t be farther from the truth.”

~Thad takes a swallow as Ed opens his can of Coke.

Thad: “Like the rest, none of you knows what it’s like to enter this industry standing in the shadow of greatness.” Thad pauses a moment and steps face to face with Ed Houston. “It’s an uphill battle from the word ‘go’ to cast the shadows aside and forge your own path to the promised land. It takes a hell of a man to make people forget the man that came before so that when they hear the name ‘Duke’ they think Thaddeus… and not my father.

“But I’ve done that Ed.”

~Without warning, Thad clashes his can of Dr. Pepper against Ed’s can of Coke. Houston wasn’t ready for it so he loses the can and the Coke crashes down on the table, then falls to the floor.

Thad: “You’re right about one thing though, Edward. Pressure creates stars… and you’re fuckin’ lookin’ at a diamond studded one.”

~As suddenly as he appears, Thaddeus Duke picks up his championship and makes his exit. Houston steps forward, eager to go after Thad, but diVersity gets in his way. Houston is NOT happy. Cheasy, blocked by the commotion, manages to squeeze his head through a few body parts~

Cheasy M: We’ll be right back!

~The scene opens up in an empty classroom. Your OCW World Champion “Venom” Xavier Lux is leaning against the teacher’s desk, admiring the whiteboard in front of him. He’s decked out in normal outerwear and the championship sits on the desk, displayed properly facing the camera. The whiteboard has seven 8x10 photos which have all been placed randomly with the words “House of Cards” in big bold letters written above them, and right below, in smaller letters, the words “who can you trust?” have been written. As you have probably guessed, the 7 pictures belong to the 7 other participants in the pay per view, but what makes the photos unique is that each photo has the marquee of a poker card. You see some Kings, a Queen and even a joker or 2? Xavier turns to the camera and gives us his award-winning smirk before speaking.

Xavier Lux: At House of Cards I will be facing only one man, Brim, for my title and his, but while this is a one on one match up, much like the Quarantined Pay Per View I still have to worry about the 7 other guys in the roster… why? You guys know why, please do not make me explain it because quite frankly it’s too convoluted. All you need to know is that alliances have to be made because all 8 of us will be out there for all 4 matches as they take place and all 8 of us can get involved at any time so we need to have someone watching our back. Now apparently I am not allowed to bring anyone or many from the outside to watch my back so I have to pick from this lot… So who can I really trust out of these men?

~Xavier gets closer to the board and looks around slowly at all the photos before finally picking one.~

Xavier: The Queen of Pills and Narcotics? The man who rather take his drugs to live in a fantasy world than the real world. Nah, let’s get that bitch out of here.

~Xavier grabs the photo, shows it to the camera to reveal the makeshift poker card to be Outcast, and rips it in front of us.~

Xavier: I expected this geriatric bastard to call it a career after Quarantine, but he managed to snatch some gold so here he is.. but I know he can’t be trusted.

~He reaches for another card and shows it to us… the King of Pigs, aka Ed Houston. ~

Xavier: Can I trust the Rocketman? I don’t think I can, someone who goes from a failed astronaut to farm hand clearly is having identity issues and he simply can’t be relied upon…

~He tears the card up and grabs another, this one is unaltered, the King of Hearts, he shows it to us, and it is Dylan Thomas. ~

Xavier: Dylan, Dylan, Dylan. You are resilient, I give you that. But I dubbed you the king of hearts simply because you have a great wife, you have a great daughter.. You’re a family man. Your priorities are clearly straight, you love them but you don’t love wrestling and that is why you come up short time after time. Plus given our history, I just don’t think I can trust you man.

~Once again Xavier rips the photo card and grabs another. This one is a joker card and when he shows it to us it is revealed to be Zybala and in a very awkward position. ~

Xavier: Z man with you is very simple, how can I trust a man who I do not take seriously? At all. You are shocked to come out empty handed out of Quarantined but no one else is. You lack passion, conviction, your focus is elsewhere funny man. You are indeed the joker of OCW.

~Xavier doesn’t even bother ripping the photo, simply throwing it over his shoulder and it lands perfectly in the trash bin next to a half-eaten apple. Xavier grabs the second to last card, and this one has also been altered: the King of… Mops. ~

Xavier: Peter Vaughn. Now I dubbed you the king of mops not to make fun of you, and when I rip this photo in half, it won’t be for the same reasons I did the others.

~He tears the photo in half, then the halves in halves, and one more time until he can’t no more and then blows the torn pieces at the camera. ~

Xavier: You Peter, are the king of mops no more… You are no longer a joke; you are no longer a fucking custodian. You told the world ‘enough is enough and it is time for a change’ like a great man once said. And after telling the world that, you showed us. Now I know you expected more out of yourself, but you came out a changed man out of the cage, sure, but more importantly you came out… a champion. No one can take that moment away from you, and I stand here corrected and don’t mind admitting when I am wrong. Now does that mean I can trust you at House of Cards? I am facing after all that man that not only eliminated you from the prison yard match, but the man that went out of his way to embarrass you afterwards. The enemy of my enemy is my friend eh Peter? I guess we’ll find out.

~Xavier grabs his belt and throws it over his shoulder and starts to walk out. The camera focuses on the last photo card left on the board, the photo is of Thaddeus Duke and the card frame is of the joker, but unlike Zybala’s, this one has a more serious tone and reads “Joker IS wild”. Xavier comes back into the shot and grabs the photo. He then folds it and puts it inside his jacket pocket and taps it a few times before looking back up at the camera smirking. ~

Xavier: Welcome to OCW Thaddeus.

~End scene. We cut back to the studio~

Cheasy M: Xavier Lux weighing his options. It's lonely at the top and I think Lux is finding that out. However, he did seem to hold out SOME hope for two names. One, Peter Vaughn. The other...Thaddeus Duke. Could Vaughn or DUke look to strike a deal with the OCW Champion? You'd have to think, if they did, they'd do so in the hopes that an OCW Title shot would be included shortly down the line.

~Our view cuts. Cheasy shifts. It's PROMO REVIEW TIME~

Cheasy M: That's right! Settle in, fans! Leo's back in studio to break down some promos! So, let's get to it!

~And there’s Leo! Back on Piledriver! He’s seated a few feet to Cheasy’s right. Cheasy gives Leo a playful ‘punch’ in the shoulder. Leo doesn’t really seem to appreciate the ‘love’ tap~

Cheasy M: Leo my man! Welcome back to Piledriver! Long time, no see!

Leo the High School Intern: It’s only been a few weeks.

Cheasy M: Hey, that’s longer than most of my relationships!

~Cheasy leans in and winks at the camera. Leo rolls his eyes~

Cheasy M: So, Leo, I know it’s early in week 1 but it appears we have a few promos to review...so what ya got for us?

Leo the High School Intern: Alright, well Week 1 started off strong with the Paradigm Champion, Outcast. Now I’m not sure what most people had in mind upon hearing Outcast had signed to be one of the 8 wrestlers for the OCW roster. I mean, he’s tough. Sure. He’d give it his all, yea. But I’m not sure many people thought Outcast would be a legit threat at the top of the card.

Cheasy M: Mhm. He was always around in GCWA. But was never the guy, if I recall.

Leo the High School Intern: Yep, but let me tell you and everybody watching...Outcast came to win. His performance at Quarantined was merely a prelude to what I think we’re going to see at House of Cards. Outcast is, quite simply, taking whatever narrative existed and eradicating it, forming the new one...the one that says, “Outcast can and will be OCW Champion.”

Cheasy M: Strong words. So what was he up to?

Leo the High School Intern: Well, Outcast made his way down to Tupelo. He’s on a mission to uncover details into his ex-wife’s death. Apparently she married into the Dixie Mafia. So, he’s got that swirling around in his head WHILE he tries to focus on Dylan Thomas.

Cheasy M: Well, at least he’s got that Paradigm Title to keep him company.

Leo the High School Intern: That’s the thing. He sees it as a constant reminder of his failure to succeed at Quarantined. He’s got it. He’ll defend it. But he doesn’t necessarily want it. I think he’s more eager to put a hurting on Dylan Thomas at House of Cards. There’s some animosity inside him over the strength of the relationship Thomas has with Lissandra.

Cheasy M: That is certainly a lot going on in the headspace of Outcast. Let’s turn our attention to someone with far less mileage and, arguably, more success...what’s up with OCW’s newest signing, Thaddeus Duke?

Leo the High School Intern: I think the biggest question regarding Duke when he signed with OCW was how he’d handle the rules and regulations within the promotion. And, well, I’d say he’s adapted about as well as could be expected. The transition is, apparently, a seamless one.

Cheasy M: Well, that’s what talent does. They adapt.

Leo the High School Intern: They certainly do that. And, Thaddeus is giving us an intricate look into what led to his signing with OCW. It appears OCW GM Who’Re had to work really hard to secure his signature.

Cheasy M: Not surprising. Thaddeus Duke is the most talented wrestler in the world.

Leo the High School Intern: There are some out there who would debate that, Cheasy. But he’s up there, no doubt. He flew to South Carolina to meet with Who’Re and rejected her offer. But, she didn’t give up and Thad has left the window open for a deal to get done IF she meets him at his place...which, as we already know, worked.

Cheasy M: Fascinating to see the lengths she went through to get him in OCW.

Leo the High School Intern: And he more than happily points this out while making sure Ed knows that stars get courted while the rest have to fight their way in, just as Ed did a little over a month ago. I’m definitely getting the sense that this is quickly going from veteran versus new guy to star versus underdog. The narrative has just about flipped.

Cheasy M: To Ed’s credit, he’s faced the best in the business. So he knows what awaits him at House of Cards.

Leo the High School Intern: Which brings us to Mike Zybala. Poor Zybala. Did you know this past week marked the 4 year anniversary since his OCW debut? And, in those four years, did you know he’s yet to capture one title?

Cheasy M: That is unfortunate. But, to Zybala’s credit, he’s given us more memories than anyone else.

Leo the High School Intern: There’s no arguing that statement. But, here we are, once again...Mike Zybala with a chance to finally capture OCW gold. Honestly, I think he’s the best wrestler in OCW history to never hold a belt.

Cheasy M: Yea, that could be true...if you exclude people like James Raven who appeared for a tournament or rumble or whatever.

Leo the High School Intern: James Raven. Now there’s a world class competitor. But, yes, Mike Zybala has had probably the hardest luck of any competitor in OCW history. To make matters worse...his once protege, Peter Vaughn, turned on him last month. An act that, at first, stunned Zybala. Mike thought he could reason with Peter.

Cheasy M: Well, he did try.

Leo the High School Intern: And failed. Peter’s hate was too strong. So, now, Zybala has gone through a bet of therapy. He relived some of their happier moments before burying them. Mike knows what he’s up against at House of Cards and he’s going to show Peter Vaughn no mercy.

Cheasy M: Peter Vaughn wants to play a man’s game he’s got to pay a man’s price. We’ll see if he’s up for the task when Mike Zybala goes at him with everything he’s got.

~Leo nods~

Cheasy M: Alright, Leo...that about wraps it up! Thanks for those detailed reports. It appears as though this month is going to be a wild one. House of Cards is truly shaping up to be one for the ages! Now, let’s take another quick break...when we come back, a look at our updated rankings!

~We cut away~

~The live feed cuts to backstage, where a lot of shouting can be heard. A shaking camera is seen on screen, frantically running to the back of the OCW Studio loading area. We can here Who’Re arguing with an individual.~

Who’Re: What are you doing here?

???: What do you mean, ‘What am I doing here?’ I’m here to save your damn show!

Who’Re: I’m sorry, our roster cap is a strict eight. We do not require your services.

???: Then you are, Miss Who’Re, the stupidest general manager in the history of OCW. President Dean knew my talent even though I caused him so much trouble!

~The camera after this exchange has finally caught up to the conversation in person and at first we see a flabbergasted Who’Re, shocked and confused. Security is also there as we see garbage and debris everywhere. The camera pans the wreckage to the mystery person in question…we can hear the reporters inside the OCW studio, viewing Piledriver gasp with shock.~

Reporter 1: No way!

Reporter 2: It’s...It’s...

Reporter 3: It’s OCW Hall of Famer--

Reporter 4: It’s OCW Hall of Famer… THE INCREDIBLE ONE!!!

~A mixture of fans and media in the parking lot begin to approach the scene. The fans are super excited. They yell out “TIO!” TIO ignores the attention and praise. Instead, he closes the gap that exists between himself and the OCW GM. His face is red with anger~

TIO: So tell me, why haven’t I been contacted, eh? I have literally been the face of this organization for more than one era; I literally saved this company in 2014 with my bare hands, and you have the audacity to not contact me?!

Who’Re: Well, to be fair Mr. TIO, the last time you were contracted with OCW you flaked on more than one contracted appearance. We figured you were not interested.

TIO: Not interested? A wrestler is never retired - he is never not interested. I’ve been sitting at my home, in Key West, I live in Key West mind you, waiting for a knock - a call - a text message! I can forgive you for not contacting me right away, you wanted a feel for this new era. Fine. But you had an eighth spot open and you what, give it to some XWF hack?

Who’Re: You also flaked XWF too, if I recall.

TIO: That’s not the point. The point is, OCW is my home, and I am the face of this company. OCW and TIO go together like peanut butter and jam. You hear me? I know you’re new to this - you’re basically coming from being a backstage interviewer to running this whole damn company so I will forgive you - but I demand a spot on the roster, now.

~Who’Re looks at her security team, who are eyeing her, as she pans back to TIO.~

Who’Re: Like I said, Mr. TIO, the roster cap is at eight and last week we signed Thaddeus Duke to that final spot. Now that I know you are interested, we can discuss your position with the company at the conclusion of House of Cards.

~TIO shakes his head and laughs with frustration in his tone.~

TIO: Okay, you don’t want to increase your roster cap from eight to nine? Fine. I am a decent man. I can work around this. Fire someone. Anyone you fire, I promise you, I will be ten times the talent they are. The exposure I will give you, a hundred times more. You have four non-champions to choose from.

Who’Re: I’m sorry, this isn’t happening. I’m going to ask you to leave before I phone the police and have my security detail throw you out.

TIO: Really? Throw me out - you have no idea who you’re talking to--

~With a wave of her hand, the security team gets between TIO and Who’Re, as three men grab TIO and begin dragging him out of the loading area, all the while TIO is shouting.~

TIO: --I am an OCW Hall of Famer! A former OCW Champion! Longest reigning OCW Paradigm Champion! The creator of the Aptitude, one of the greatest OCW stable’s of all time! This won’t be the last time I’m here this month, I’m coming for you, and for the OCW….

~TIO struggles with this alternative security team. It’s not dIversity. These guys were hired by somebody else. Anyway, they are dragging TIO toward a squad car as we fade out.~

??:Okay, everybody stop what the Hell you're doing!

~A familiar, and very loud and growly Georgia drawl stops everyone in their tracks. Then he comes out. TIO, restrained by cops, about to be shoved into a squad car, looks up, confused. Wh'ore looks like she's about to burst when TONY MOTHERFUCKING SAVAGE comes into the scene. Clad in a charcoal Gucci suit and shades, he takes the glasses off as Who’Re fumes~

Who’Re: YOU?! Last thing OCW needs is your brand of bullshit. Security, get his ass out of here.

~With diVersity busy dealing with the LIVE show inside, all Who’Re is left with is pay by the hour security. And, well, they don’t move. They are also all wearing “Poblano” issued polo shirts. Who’Re doubles down, "I said…”~

Tony: "Zip it, Cumdog Millionaire. They ain't doing shit. *pulls out an official looking document from his pocket.* Reading is fundamental, especially if YOU don't wanna do the escorted by security shuffle!"

~Who’Re reads the letter, and her face goes from blood red to ghostly white~

Wh'ore:No...they hired YOU as Chief Financial officer?

Tony: Yup! Between my days of working at Boardwalk and GCWA, I got DEEP history with this fed, and it's roster. TIO, been a minute.

TIO: *snarls and shakes off security* Tony.

~Tony nods, then back to Who’Re~

Tony: "Plus, a business administration degree helped seal it. Yeah, people forget big bad thug on 'em Tony actually hit the books during his career. Have you seen the accounting office? Shit looks like the end of Wolf of Wall Street before the feds raided the joint. And with the demand of wrestlers across the industry to get in OCW, they asked me to make some fiscal magic. First rabbit out of my hat, executive override.TIO...is in, effective immediately!

~TIO grins, then tells security to back off. WhoRe is fuming~

Who'Re: You can't pull this shit! I'm the GM, I determine who stays and goes! I make the laws...

Tony stops her with a palm waive: To paraphrase an old quote, give me control of an organization's finances, and I don't give a fat flying FUCK who makes the laws! Besides, that 15% raise I hooked you up with outta help keep you laced up, using real hair dye instead of CVS brand peroxide.

WhoRe: A raise?

~For a brief second, Who’Re’s temper flares down, just a bit. We’re not sure HOW much she’s currently making, but given how she took over...probably not a ton~

Who’Re: I didn’t ask for that, but thanks. That was nice of you.

Tony: Yeah, you might be a nerve wracking bipedal mattress, but you do a pretty damn good at this GM shit.

Who'Re: Just HAD to ruin the moment by opening your mouth, didn't you?

Tony chuckles: You sound like my wife. Oh, yeah, you'll be meeting Cass too, time to time around here. But, this is how it works....

~Tony pauses in dramatic fashion. Just before Who’Re loses it, he continues~

Tony: I worry about how to make payroll, you manage the folks on it. And with our new money making system in place, we're going to be on the way to expanding said payroll quite a bit. People are lining up to be part of the rebirth, hungry. And Tony's soup kitchen is here to feed the needy, Thanksgiving day style. So, either we can fight each other like 2 trailer park thots over a deadbeat gabby daddy on Springer, or we can work together to cook this bread up. Your choice; I'm a nice guy....

~Then that thousand yard stare that many opponents in BW, GCWA, and other joints caught before he brought the pain~

Tony: Until I don't have to be!

~Tony extends his hand. Who’Re scowls, staring at his hand. She doesn’t want to shake it. But Tony was obviously sent by someone powerful and, judging by the shirts these security guards are wearing...he was most likely sent by Gregory Poblano...OCW’s top financier. After hesitation, Who’Re shakes it. Tony sees the cops coming into the studio~

Tony: I'll handle the law. Trust me, not a new thing for me. I have to explain a lot of mass explosions. Besides, my gift for having to step on your toes there. It won't happen again unless necessary. Don't make me make it necessary.*looks at TIO* when you calm down, come see me. We'll talk turkey!

~TIO and Tony shake, and Tony goes to smooth things over with the law. Who'Re pauses and catches a glance from TIO. It's not a great one. TIO's expression is anger combined with arrogance. Who’Re huffs and storms off with Greg at her side. They enter the OCW Arena. We see Tony handling the cops in the background with TIO shoving a security guard to the pavement. The door shuts and we follow Who’Re and Greg through the backstage area~

Greg: Are you okay?

Who’Re: Of course I’m not okay!

Greg: He got you more money.

Who’Re: This isn’t about money, Greg! This is about power...about equality! I’m in charge, not another arrogant man. Although, yea, the raise is nice.

Greg: So I guess the cap is finished, then?

Who’Re: He can think what he wants. TIO can think what he wants. Everybody can think what they want...but I’m running the show. They can take in all the applications they want but it’s up to me whether or not these people actually get booked.

Greg: Oh

Who’Re: Besides, nobody is getting crammed onto that House of Cards lineup that isn’t named Sebastian Grey. Don’t worry, by the time July 25th rolls around...Tony and his new vision for OCW will be long forgotten.

Greg: You could just call Gregory Poblano and…

~Who’Re stops. For the first time we see a hint of fear in her~

Who’Re: Uh, no, Greg. I will not be telling Gregory Poblano what to do.

~And with that, she enters back into her office with Greg right behind her. We cut back to the OCW Studio~

Cheasy M: Wow...so what’s the deal? TIO is IN OCW? Or isn’t he? I know he’s not booked for House of Cards...does that mean he’s active FOR the show in some capacity? Will he get booked for the show AFTER House of Cards...OR is Who’Re gonna put him in roster purgatory, hoping he’ll lose interest?

~Cheasy shakes his head, stacking some papers~

Cheasy M: This whole thing is getting very, very murky. If you ask ole Cheasy, it seems as though this roster cap is on the EXTREMELY endangered species list.

~The camera cuts. Cheasy shifts~

Cheasy M: Things are getting wackier and wacker, folks. OCW feels like a volcano that could erupt at any moment. We'll be sure to keep our eye on all the happenings. However, for now, let's focus on what we do know...and that's...the updated standings!

Singles
Rank	Wrestler	Points	Latest Result
OCW	Xavier Lux	16.75	1st Prison Yard
1	Dylan Thomas	12.75	5th Prison Yard
2	Peter Vaughn	12.25	4th Prison Yard
3	Mike Zybala	11.00	7th Prison Yard
4	Outcast	10.25	3rd Prison Yard
5	Brim	9.25	2nd Prison Yard
6	Ed Houston	6.00	6th Prison Yard
7	Thaddeus Duke	3.75	TBD

~Cheasy views the standings, nodding as though he is a very thoughtful and not at all gimmicky tv host~

Cheasy M: Gotta say, not a ton of movement this week. Only real notables to take away is OCW Savage Champion, Brim adding very, very little to his total. Xavier Lux increasing his lead, a bit. It appears as though 'Venom' will maintain a stranglehold on that top spot all month long. However, take a look at the bottom...Thaddeus Duke. He's nearly hit 4 points despite having only been an active member for 7 days. If you ask me, this kid is going to fly up those rankings throughout the month.

~Cheasy spins back around, facing the camera~

Cheasy M: And remember, if you're not satisfied with your ranking, you can work to improve your standing by submitting promos, segments, newswire posts, CD pieces, and the like throughout the week. These points do pay off...just ask Dylan Thomas and Mike Zybala.

~Cheasy stacks his papers on the desk~

Cheasy M: Alright, one more break before we return with a huge announcement regarding the OCW Tag Team Titles!

~We cut to a break~

~We cut back to the hospital where Marcus Welsh has been recuperating. We see Mike Zybala stepping out of the room, nodding behind him.~

Mike Zybala: Don’t worry, Marcus, I’ve got you. I’m sure the candy machine will have Goobers.

~Zybala shuts the door, before mouthing to himself “Goobers?” He shakes his head and starts down the hall, presumably to the vending machines. He stops, though, when he hears a loud bang, followed by:~

Voice: Yeeeaaaaaarrrrggghhh!!!

~Zybala braces himself, looking around and expecting an attack. Maybe it’s Peter Vaughn, or maybe King Louis making a surprise appearance. It could even be his true nemesis: ranch dressing. But nothing comes his way, as the yelling seems to be further down the hall. Zybala walks that way, as always wanting to know what’s going on. We see a couple of male nurses wrestling with an individual wearing a cloth robe with the back-end exposed. It’s thankfully blurred out, not because of the censors, but because no one wants to see that. The individual yanks the two nurses around, shoving them backwards, and we get a good look at him at last.~

Aaron Warthog: Look out! Warthog comin’ through!!

~Warthog charges forward, knocking aside the nurses, as a female doctor tries to circle around him, holding up a needle in her hand.~

Doctor: Please, Mr. Warthog!! You’ve got to calm down! Your injuries are still healing, and if you keep this up, you’re going to tear your stitches!

Aaron Warthog: Get away from me with that needle! I’ve got to get home to Memphis and my baby! I can’t stay here any longer!

~As Warthog spins around, almost falling down in the effort, Zybala comes closer, figuring out what’s going on.~

Zybala: Aaron! What the hell is going on?!

~ Warthog stops and sees Zybala. He calms down a little bit as Zybala walks closer. ~

Warthog: Zybala! Is this where Welsh is held up at?

Zybala: Yeah! I was gonna find a vending machine when I heard the ruckus you started. Why are you making such a racket?

Warthog: I can't stay here. I gotta get home. What if something happened to Memphis? She’s due in the next few months!

Zybala: I get it. I do. But look at it this way, what good will you be if your stitches break and you bleed out? Can't see your family then, can you?

~ This statement causes the big guy to start to settle down a little. The doctor with the needle puts it away for the moment, but stays near in case Warthog starts to act up again. Zybala looks at his Streaming Services champion. ~

Zybala: Man, I can't believe Pete did this to you. Barrows is really messing with his head big time. How are you feeling?

Warthog: My… my head hurts. It’s definitely pounding right now. But… it’s more my heart, ya know? I still can’t believe that it was Peter…

~Warthog leans against the wall, looking exhausted. Zybala walks over to help keep Warthog up. He gently steers Aaron back into his room and back to the bed. ~

Zybala: That's why you gotta stay here and get better. Peter blind sided all of us, bud. I thought I could get through to him at Quarantined, but Barrows is doing some Sith level mind voodoo. That's why I need you to get better. Maybe the two of us, his true closest friends, can break whatever spell Barrows has over him.

~ Zybala helps Warthog lay back in the bed and covers him with a blanket. Zybala lets out a small chuckle. ~

Zybala: The way I'm taking care of Marcus, and now you, maybe the hospital should start paying me.

Warthog: Do you think they could pay you in chicken wings? I like chicken wings…

~Warthog’s eyes slowly shut, as he’s calmed down now. Zybala nods to Warthog, stepping away. He stares at Warthog’s bandaged head, thinking once again how it was Peter Vaughn who did this to the loveable goofball, Warthog. Zybala sighs as he shakes his head. He walks out of the room as we cut back to commercial. ~

OCW Presents: House of Cards
LIVE! Sunday, July 25th, 2021
Location: OCW Arena

OCW Championship
No Disqualification Match
Xavier Lux (c) vs. Brim (c)

Paradigm Championship
Ladder Match
Outcast (c) vs. Dylan Thomas

Craze Championship
Hazardous Ladder Match
Peter Vaughn (c) vs. Mike Zybala

Contenders Match
Caged Ladder Match
Ed Houston vs. Thaddeus Duke

**Roleplaying starts Monday, June 28th. It ends Sunday, July 18th. 3 weeks to post 3 roleplays. 1 roleplay per week. 2k max. Deadline each week is always Sunday at 11:59pm CST. Roleplay window for each week is Monday-Sunday. You cannot post more than 1 rolepay per week.**

~We cut back to the OCW Studio~

Cheasy M: And we're back! House of Cards! LIVE! Sunday, July 25th! Four elite matches with major consequences. Who will align with who? Who will betray WHOM? It'll all go down in historical fashion in just about three weeks!

~Cheasy spins around, catching up to the next camera cut~

Cheasy M: Now, as I'm sure you all remember...Thunder Knuckles and Robbie Bourbon hijacked the broadcast at Quarantined to mock and challenge OCW and its roster. Well, two individuals stepped up to the plate last week...OCW veteran Krayzie and his son, Byson Kaliban.

~Cheasy has trouble suppressing his eagerness to reveal this next news item~

Cheasy M: Well, the deal has been made, fans. The match is on! XWF Tag Team Champions, Thunder Knuckles and Robbie Bourbon will take on the team representing the OCW Tag Team Titles...Krayzie and Byson Kaliban! On Tuesday, July 13th...in a special, one night only event...the two promotions will clash at the DMZ in North...err South...err...right there in that safe Korean area! OCW fans...get ready as B.O.B. and OCW prepare to go Across Enemy Lines!

~Cheasy looks at the graphic and shakes his head with glee~

Cheasy M: I cannot WAIT for that one! It should be CRAZY. I should also note that this event will air on both OCW and XWF television. OCW working to produce a show with another promotion...WHAT A TIME TO BE ALIVE.

~The graphic vanishes and the outro theme begins to play~

Cheasy M: Is that really it? I guess it is, OCW fans. Another Piledriver in the books! But, just because we are done here doesn't mean the action for the week is at its end. 5 new promos are expected to hit by Sunday evening. OCW TV is scheduled to make its debut. And, as always, the OCW Twitter account will be going wild 24/7!

~Another House of Cards plug incoming~

Cheasy M: And, remember, House of Cards is nearly 3 weeks away. Four championship caliber matches. Plus, I'm told, a few surprises. Stay tuned to OCW, fans. You don't want to miss what's coming. Until next week, I'm Cheasy M saying...goodnight everyone!

~We fade out~