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    Nothing new involving you, friend.
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    Please do.
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    Oh and. First.
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    Fuck page two. Holy shit, a Mantis promo. Usually this means he won his match, but it's one that I didn't watch during the live show. Actually well written, he's coming across now as someone who thinks he should be loved, but is realising that it's not working out that way. Bigs up his match, smart. Wrestling 101. Ashley Moore is becoming something of a loose cannon, it's very interesting. Has she perhaps lost her shit due to, well, Lution? She wants her fucking rematch, and there's no reason to deny her, god damn it. The rolling sunset flip tackle from Danny to Mantis in this match was hilarious because he followed it up with some ground and pound. Actually quite enjoying this. I'm surprised as I don't really enjoy playing either of these dudes. (Holsters the big irons) Quite a bit of move repetition as we enter the near-dangerzone, we'll call it Florida. Cos shit is wild down there. Closely fought match, props to the winner. Holy shit, Asher is alive! Tucker is woke though, and it's fun. He's been a good guy, not the greatest on the sticks but he's fun to play so hopefully everything he has going on leads somewhere. B17 continues to try and make amends for being Kassidy's bitch. A show of mutual respect from two champions that are friends, also ties in slightly to the TTC because Reese has managed to find a phone large enough for his massive fucking hands. The Terra X Antonio relationship being in peril is the most serious thing going on in OCW right now, and I hope to god they can set it right. Debbie D vs. Blaine is a big women slapping each other with fists match, and you should watch it, because I did, live. Oh hey, Tre Golden was able to open a google document (just kidding big guy). He sneaks into a hospital wearing a hood to confront Heather, to tell her he's going to beat the shit out of H20 and win the world title. Just a heads up, Mark Reese already pinned him, so try beating Reese first fella. Little spear in joke, I chuckled. Tre genuinely believes his own hype, and it somewhat translate into the character, but I can't help but think it's just a shoot. Wholesome Lucha Country RP up next, with Reese continuing to get more and more serious about it all instead of being this big cuddly teddy bear, he's becoming more of a grizzly bear. The match is what it is. Props to the winners. Jerome and Doc are going to beat each other up at somepoint, sissys. The Aisu challenge was a weird one, I felt it could have been over way earlier, but the person that won was also the person that ate the most amount of finishers just proving that even if you get your shit pushed in, if the stars align, you can sneak the win. Props to the winner, enjoy the prize! Cort and Jehst show there's no hard feelings, even though I'm sure they were yelling at one another backstage, only to patch things up and go out for a few beers like real men. Kudos to them for taking it on the chin and keeping their friendship going. Zoe Cohle has recovered, she's back! Ashley Moore still wants her rematch, and no one is going to get in her way. No one comes in between her and that title, Valkyrie seemingly accepts. Holy shit... The result of that match, it could have HUGE, HUGE, HUGE Consequences (see what I did there) depending on the result of the final match next week. Oh god, stay tuned. P3... Do... Some shit. Some wacky shit, that involves some, but not all of the following, Bill Pine, a robot, a velociraptor and severe spinal trauma. Cort and Jehst have a drunken adventure, and it's god damned AmeriStralian! Salami does a voice promo, come on, let's go, go listen to it. Nate and I exchange words, soon we'll exchange fists. It's history in the making, two people that have actively competed in almost every era of OCW, for the first time, the only time, never again. No redo's bubbas. Shep and KD kill each other for your amusement, there's a title on the line too. Go watch it, props to the winner.
  5. Jacob Trance
    Put in some words lads.
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    We join the camera crew at the downtown O’Neills Groceries store. Many people are going about their daily business with minimal fuss but one man wearing khakis and a navy blue polo shirt seems to be having some difficulty. Archer: I don’t understand! What’s this?! It’s not cereal, is it? Archer can be seen holding a box of “Count Chocula” breakfast cereal. Archer: Why would I trust some bitch coward vampire to look after my most important meal of the day? Lunacy! Archer rips open the box and begins to dump the contents onto the floor, much to the horror of a nearby shelf stacker. He vacated that particular aisle and carries on his civic duties whilst a few people glance in his direction, whispering under their breath. Archer: I can hear you! I might be temporarily broke but my silver ears can still hear you! I do not care if you were an underclass that benefitted from my loss. Wrongs will be righted… Archer picks up a bottle of Ketchup. Archer: Any second now… He goes to place it into his cart and pauses, spotting another bottle of tomato based flavouring. Archer: Catsup. He picks that one up with his free hand and begins looking between the two. Archer: Catsup… Ketchup. He blinks, in the background security guards can be seen talking to the store clerk from before. Slowly they approach. Guard One: Is there a problem sir? Archer: Why yes, I don’t understand these. Archer thrusts the bottles at the guard that spoke initially. Archer: Can you help me? The guards look at each other before laughing. Guard Two: Sure, we’ll make sure you get the help you deserve. Almost instantly the guards seize Archer by the arms and frog match him through the store. He grabs it everything, he kicks, he screams, balling his fists up and his lungs out. Archer: You can’t do this to me! I’m better than you, better than you do you hear me! Ding! The automatic door opens and Acher, once more is unceremoniously thrown out. He lands on his ass. Archer: You bitch cowards! Smash. The bottles of tomato based products land nearby, splattering him. The man’s face matching their shade of red as rage overtakes him. He begins screaming like a wounded animal, pounding his fists on the now locked door. Eventually, cardio gets the better of him and he stands there panting. He calms, opening his fists to find two separate tickets offering jobs for money. He sighs and takes out his cellphone, well, his “new” one. It’s a Motorola Razer flipphone that he had to downgraded to. Archer punches in one of the numbers, it clicks. Archer: Hello? There’s a voice on the end of the line and Archers eye open wide. Archer: I did not expect you to pick up this call! Well this is all the more interesting… Before we can get an idea of who is on the other end of the line Archer sneers, spotting the cameraman and takes off into an alley for privacy.
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    Later in the afternoon we found ourselves at a man up market risk management firm. Inside there can be a lot of shouting, there’s quite clearly an argument going on about settling a claim. ???: Do you not know who I am? I will buy and sell your underwear just so I can legally make you eat it! And then when you’ve done that I’ll have your own security guards taken into my employ and instruct them to fling you out a window. What do you mean that’s a great idea? Unhand me you oafs! There’s a brief scuffle inside as the door is flung open and a man is flung out onto the street. It’s Thomas Archer. Archer: You bitch cowards! How dare you take all of my money, it was a joke, a ruse, 20 working days is too long to wait for your monkey type writers to fix this! No, no, no! Archer let’s loose a shriek that causes numerous nearby pigeons to take flight for fear of their life, old ladies stop in the streets and car alarms go off. Archer: How am I supposed to even eat? Where is Maximus and Edwards? Did you steal them from me? Why is this happening to me?! I am a good person, the best person, in fact there’s never been a person as good as me! Archer practically begins to have a temper tantrum on the sidewalk outside, the door swings open and he stops as suddenly as he started, looking up hopefully. Archer: I knew you’d realise exactly who I… A food stamp book lands roughly in his lap. Archer: What is this crap? I’m not a peasant, I’m not a peasant you bastards, you hear me? I’ll get everyone of you and your little receptionist too! The scene begins to fade out as Archer once more lets loose a disgusting screech of rage and denied privilege.
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    Downstairs in the restaurant area of any Las Vegas is usually busy, but this one in particular is where the majority of OCW staff and superstars are in attendance. The camera passes through the foyer seeing some of the men and women signing autographs for the younger fans and the older, more excitable fans. The clinking of steel on ceramic tones out into the area as we continue our way through the crowd until we arrive at a table with 6 bowls piled high, and, as it’s inside, a headband resting on the table. It’s the headband of Mark Reese who lets out a huge sigh. Reese: I’m never goin’ to make it if this keeps up. Keep bottlin’ it like Pepsi. Reese dips his spoon into the bowl of what is presumably soup. Reese: I just wanna be like the hero’s. Like RD Money, Nick Kage, Nate Ortiz, Aries, Leonheart, Fausto, Tiberius Dupree… Y’know? Reese lets out another titanic sigh. Reese: I had it, and I just let it slip away because I was too busy grinnin’ like a possum with a sweet ‘tater. Parker… Parker got it… I didn’t. I just know if I got him one on one I could prove him it was a mistake. Reese finishes his soup and piles the other bowl up with the others. Reese: I ain’t even gonna get to be like my buddy Parca… Reese had in fact not been watching night 2, instead moping over his loss whilst Parca tried to cheer him up. As he sits there, a re-run is the tag team announcement pops up on TV. He drops the spoon onto the table cloth, and stares slack jawed. Reese: Well that changes everything… Some people are gonna get slammed so hard into next they’ll be lookin’ both ways for Sunday! Reese grins, and picks up his headband, takes out his wallet and leaves his cheque plus tip. Once satisfied he ties the headband back on. Reese: It’s not the time for mop in’ over Lution, it’s SlamTime! Luchaaaaaaaa! Couuuuuuuuntryyyyy!
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    Did you miss the live premiere, want to discuss the show? Well here it is in it's entirety to tide you over until Episode 2. Click the link above now! Preview: Jeremiah Tully vs. Prince draws to a shockingly violent conclusion, Coach Bill and Adrian Sky run wild, and Maya Frost looks to freeze out her opposition in the main event!
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    The noise from the crowd is long gone as we move into the doctor's office, sat on the examination table is Jeremiah Tully, holding an ice pack firmly against his right eye having been the recipient of a brutal post match attack. Tully: Y’know, back in my day if you whipped a man like a misbehavin’ dog you didn’ have t’go worryin’ bout a couple of snakes gettin’ at ya from behind. And mark my words Prince, you did get a whippin’, it don’t matter if you blind sided me when it didn’t matter much. Tully grimaces. Tully: Now it’s about as black and as white as my right eye that the time’s, Mr Dylan, are a-changin’. Tully removes the pack, revealing a severely swollen eye, so much so it’s practically closed. Tully: Thing is… I can still see… Tully points to his left eye, chewing something. Tully: Outta this one… So keep your own two peepers open, but you boys won’t have t’look too hard… I’ll be comin’ right for you. Tully goes back to icing his eye as the scene fades out.
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  12. Jacob Trance
    Did... Did you have a stroke typing this word salad?
  13. Jacob Trance
    Would you like me to rip them off and get them mounted for you?
  14. Jacob Trance
    USE NXT ARENA NO PAYBACKS NO TEXT RP'S NO COMMENTARY OR ANNOUNCER NOISE MATCHES / VIDEO RP'S DUE BEFORE 22nd MAY SO EPISODE CAN BE EDITED. SUBMIT HERE
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    The scene is dim, but not quite dark. The most illuminated part of it is a giant chess board, in the centre sits Jacob Trance, his arm resting on one knee, he seems occupied with his black painted nails, until he looks up. Trance: Answers, questions, all these things are sought and they are all the same. Why? But the answer is why not? When you take everything into perspective… it all makes sense. Jacob raises a hand and points towards the Knight. Trance: The most aggressive of pieces, he charges onwards, he often makes the first move, looking to mow everyone down below the hooves of his steed… But the knight's biggest flaw is his own aggression. He’s dangerous, violent… Prone to letting his emotions get the better of him. You see Wrex, you retired me, it was so beautiful, you stood there, drenched in your own blood but you were the goddamned man… Then you sat back on your laurels and let your kingdom burn… Jacob sighs and motions towards the Rook. Trance: Now this one… He’s a fortress, his moves whilst limited are powerful, strong, he can be used to defend or to attack… All it takes is a switch of personality to become a ferocious foe… He is made of stone. Quartz, you are the rook in this. You get your moment of glory, but then it’s often overtaken by a more mobile piece, it’s often your brute strength that just overloads the rest of the board… Only for the graceful… Jacob smirks, the Bishop now takes up the camera. Trance: Bishop to come in from the back, he saunters through the destruction you leave in your wake, picks everyone off and that’s it. He rises to the top, corroding your foundations, weakening them every time he passes. He breaks you down, he Rusts you away until you are nothing, a merciless adversary with a heart as black… As Cohle… The camera swings wildly as if it was dropped from a wire, when it returns to focus all of the pieces on one side have fallen, leaving only the King and Queen standing. Trance: Now… The objective, as it always is with this, is to defeat the king… To smash him from his pedestal and take the crown, the most important piece that somehow, without his following, finds himself to be the most vulnerable of all… It’s fitting, the crown becomes the noose… The robe the funeral shroud as the world burns around you…. Trance: And that… That brings us to the Queen. The single most dangerous piece on the board, the most powerful of all adversaries. Without it, you will struggle, but keep the Queen close to your heart and your chances of winning… Well… Jacob chuckles. Trance: The possibilities are endless, like the ever expanding universe and the worlds they encompass… The fire that burns within the heart of the Queen… Isn’t always for their King… Sometimes their own motives… They take over, they’re overcome with rage, scorn, pride… They seek to fix what wronged them in the past… The camera begins to swing upwards, offering a top down view as the scene shifts, all the pieces, bar one disappear, leaving only a pawn directly in front of Trance. Trance: And then… The final actor in our play, the lowly pawn. However, highly admirable. Willing to die for his cause, versatile, adaptable. Right at the start it can use its knowledge of a thousand deaths to take one extra step into the chaos… He always marches forwards, capable of simply being forgotten about until it’s too late and he topples Knights, Kings, Queens… You name it, all can fall prey to the humble pawn they decide to ignore… The camera rotates, moving to a regular view on the floor. Trance: But what is more impressive about the pawn… Is it’s untapped potential, its ability to transform into whatever is necessary to win the war… It’s willing to reshape its entire body, change its skin for its goals… Yes… The pawn might be simple, it may be old and cracked… But he is resilient… The camera switches directly onto Trance’s face as he tilts his head up, eyes burning into the lense. Trance: Check… Your move.
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    Rust said I had match of the night. Surely we should be at page two just for that.
  17. Jacob Trance
    CAW is perhaps CAW, But is page two... Page two?
  18. Jacob Trance
    Still never pinned, nor submitted in tag team competition, all hail Archer.
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    Aerith: I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Bingo, I'm so sorry! Punishment is deserved! Punish me! B17: Calm down. It's 2020. I'm not looking too Reignite the me too movement. Aerith: But I let you down. I let you down. B17: Shh. Shh. Shh. B17 takes her hand in his. B17: Yes you did. Aerith wails even louder, attempting to claw at her face. Bingo clasps her hands, gently moving them away, parting them and framing her face in the pairs mitts. B17: But you weren't ready. You were more lost than I thought. We need to find you. Aerith: Anything! Anything! B17: You shall be ready… His voice lowered, and Aerith blinked away at her tears. Aerith: Yes, I shall, ready, steady, go. Go, Flogo, Flojo… Stupid woman, stupid bitch. B17: Yes…but let's worry about what you need. What do you need? What will free you? Aerith: Free… Me… Who knows? Aerith rubs tentatively at her ring finger, it is barren. Aerith: I am already free. Out of the tree. B17 looks down and smiles at the missing ring. B17: Perhaps...closure is needed? Tell me where does The Owl God reside? Aerith struggles visibly with this question, before babbling again. Aerith: No key, Lowki. Florida Key? B17: Lowki? The great rival to The Owl God...perhaps there is a solution…for complete closure. If Trance was to believe that Loki lived, it would draw him out of hiding… Aerith shrugs, looking at the ceiling as B-17 releases her hands. Absentmindedly, she draws on his leg with a finger. Aerith: I do not think so. B17: Yeaaaaaaahhhh. I don't think anyone wants that anyways. So. Square one. B17: Pack your bags, you're going to The Florida Keys for some closure. I got a guy that can help with that.
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    All enthusiasm was murdered by what I felt was a shit match to play in, and probably shite to watch, so when Gooch was asking stuff I was just blindly agreeing to it post match. Wasn't interested in anything to do with it what so ever. I didn't record or edit it either, so I take solace knowing the blackbars were nothing to do with me.
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    Fuck Parca.
  22. Jacob Trance
    You hit the pin button too quickly
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    Your character work gets you 90% of your opportunities, but 100% of your game skill is how you take them.
  25. Jacob Trance
    Forum kills MSN groups. Shoutbox kills forum. Discord kills shoutbox. Twitch inherits the Earth.

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