The Lucha Queen

[Drago Cesar]

Dragana Cesar walks down the OCW corporate offices, wearing a beige blazer with dress pants and of course, the Pride Championship resting firmly on her shoulder.

 

She walks up to the co-GM’s office and gently knocks on the door twice. 

 

???: Enter!

 

The Silent Queen slowly opens the door, greeted by the presence of The Betterness, Tiberius Dupree.

 

Dupree: Just the woman I wanted to see…

 

Dragana jumps up and gives the co-GM a big hug before Dupree shows her to her seat. She turns her head and is awestruck at what appears to be a giant spinning wheel with a paper cut out of her thousand yard stare in the middle.

 

Dupree holds his hands out.

 

Dupree: Yesh, let me explain.

 

Dragana: Hmm?

 

Dupree: With the elevation of our Woman’s division in recent months, we’re trying to expand the OCW brand into other regions. So I’m sending one lucky wrestler down to Mexico to work with a sister lucha libre organization. 

 

Dupree: That one special person will learn the ways of the luchador and maybe help bring OCW to a new audience. We scratch their back with a big star, they scratch ours with a little lucha.

 

He points over to the wheel.

 

Dupree: As you can see, we have a YUGE list of upstanding citizens to choose from.

 

The Pride Champion leans over and notices the giant purple wheel has only one name listed on it: hers. Dupree gives the wheel a big spin and claps his hands as if he doesn’t know what to expect.

 

Dupree: Come on, big bucks, no PHREAKING whammies!

 

The wheel finally stops on, well, Dragana. Dupree lets out his classic half-smile and hands her a plane ticket.

 

Dupree: Listen, we work with criminals, degenerates, and thugs. You’re the only one we can trust on the active roster not to embarrass us internationally. Stupid Spider set us back decades with the Japan incident.

 

Dragana eyes the plane ticket and her eyes light up with a childlike joy. 

 

Dupree: Do what is needed here on Riot, then haul it over to the airport where you’ll meet your contact. Unfortunately, I had no choice in who your contact will be…You’ll know him when you see him.

 

Regina Tacet seems to be stuck in a stupor before she snaps out of it and pulls out The Bucket List from her purse. She looks down at the page and back at Dupree several times in disbelief before the co-GM nods confidently.

 

Dupree: Go get your lucha gear ready champ, and go have some fun. You’ve earned it!

 

She stuffs the paper back into her purse and lifts The Betterness up in a huge embrace, swinging him around.

 

[BASH]

I’m intrigued to see what this is.

[B-17]

Dupree: Listen, we work with criminals, degenerates, and thugs. You’re the only one we can trust on the active roster not to embarrass us internationally. Stupid Spider set us back decades with the Japan incident.

 

 

Ok, first off, they attacked us first. Second, if they didn't want to party why did they provide us with alcohol?

[Illuminati]

Hey you know I invented Mexico, that’s why I named it the “I Don’t Understand Peninsula”!

[B-17]

2 minutes ago, Illuminati said:

Hey you know I invented Mexico, that’s why I named it the “I Don’t Understand Peninsula”!

You're talking about Florida! 

[BASH]

14 hours ago, B-17 said:

You're talking about Florida!