Drago Cesar

Stacked card, all the best waifus. Can't wait

Show of the year.

Someone forgot to pay electric bill bubba

Jobber entrance? Commentary? C'mon b!!!!!!!!

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Bah gawd he's the third man!!!!!

(gorilla noises)

The scene opens with the OCW Women’s Champion, Dragana, standing in line at a fast food restaurant with Johnny Law. The place is quite crowded, with only a handful of seats that aren’t taken. Dragana stands anxiously as she waits to order. Johnny: So what’ll it be? The usual? She nods in approval. Johnny inspects the menu and laughs. Johnny: Y’know, I’m feeling extra hungry right now. She turns to him with a quizzical expression on her face, raising an eyebrow. Johnny: Two number nines, a number nine large, a number six with EXTRA dip, a number seven, two number forty-fives, one with some of that extra cheese...and to top it all off…… He takes a breath. Johnny: A laaaaaaarge soda. Dragana stares at him with confusion. She looks up and down at him, wondering how his skinny figure could possibly withstand all of that food. Johnny: What? I’m a guy with a weird metabolism all right? Dragana: … She scoffs at him, turning back to the line. There are still quite a number of people waiting. Johnny’s phone vibrates. He takes his phone out of his pocket and answers it. Johnny: Yeah…..All right dude, hang on. He turns to Dragana. Johnny: Your brother’s up to some weird scheme again. I’ll be back. He quickly shuffles out of the line, stepping out of the restaurant. Dragana is left alone in the line as it starts to move forward. With a few people in front of her, she starts to feel a little anxious. After a few moments, the line moves forward again. Now there is only one person in front of her. A bead of sweat starts to fall from her forehead. She looks back toward the entrance to see Johnny still conversing on the phone. The Women’s Champion turns back, gritting her teeth. Employee: Next in line, please! Dragana slowly walks up to the person at the counter, turning back to see if Johnny is coming back anytime soon. Employee: What can I get for you? She immediately turned back to the person behind the counter. She looks up at the menu, her eyebrow twitching from the stress. She points to one of the items at the menu. The employee looks up at the menu in confusion. The people behind Dragana in the line are starting to get impatient. ???: Come on! Dragana: ... The sweat continues to fall from her forehead. She can’t bear another moment of this. From the back comes a voice, as a girl can be seen weaving in and out of the line. Aerith: Excuse me, sorry, pardon me, my friend’s at the front and I need to… Thanks! With a sigh of relief Aerith comes to the front of the queue, Dragana looks a little confused but seems to be calming down. Aerith: Okay, so… Aerith passes her phone over with the iNOTES application opened. Aerith: Tell me what you’re wanting and I’ll order for you, and don’t worry about taking your time… You’ll be fine. Dragana smiles nervously and begins tapping away at the phone, typing in her order. A bead of sweat rolls down the side of her face as she prays internally to anyone who will listen that Aerith’s phone doesn't ring. Dragana bites her lip, slowly typing out the order as she remembers it. After a few minutes she turns the phone back to Aerith. Aerith is startled as she’s looking through the order. Aerith: Are you eating all this??? Dragana: -_- She turns her head toward Johnny, who is still on the phone. Aerith: Oh…. That still doesn't make sense… But I'll go with it! Gosh dang number 9’s. Aerith hands over the phone with her best smile to the cashier. Aerith: Thank you, you can charge it through the phone too if that makes it easier for you. The pair wait for what seems an age until finally they're presented with three trays stacked to the gunnels with food. They exchange a glance as Johnny returns and takes two trays, presumably his. Dragana offers a smile of thanks as she takes the other tray and the three of them settle down at a table. It doesn't take long before Johnny leaves to take another phone call. Aerith: So, the anniversary show huh? I hope you don't think I'm going to do anything dirty to you before then, I'm all about that good fight. Dragana: … The Women’s Champion shakes her head in response. She points to Aerith and to herself, shaking her fist. Aerith: And I take it that you won’t try anything either? Not that you or anyone in your family has that kind of reputation. Dragana smirks, crossing her arms. She looks away for a few seconds to gather her thoughts. She then turns back to Aerith, keeping her smirk. She places her elbow on the table, closing her hand into a fist…..except for her pinky, which she keeps extended. Aerith smiles upon seeing this. Aerith: Oh….I guess you’re serious. Dragana nods much to the approval of Aerith. The champion raises her eyebrows, looking at Aerith and her own pinky. Aerith’s expression softens and the pair Pinky-Up™. Finally, Johnny returns. Johnny: What did I miss? Aerith just chuckles and shakes her head, Dragana lets out a small laugh to their surprise.

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Dope AF shoe. Best matches IMO are both the Main Events and Valk/Heather. Great stuff to close out the season, can't wait to read all the RPs.

We turn again to the bright and sunny Honolulu, Hawaii. A wave of reporters and other members of the press crowd around the tables at the top of the stage. The tables have two microphones set up next to each other. Host: Folks, I’d like to welcome… Aerith enters from side stage, greeted by same Hulu dancer that Archer pushed off the stage, albeit this time with her ankle wrapped up. She adorns Aerith with a lei around her neck. The #1 contender to the Women’s Championship has herself a seat near one of the microphones. Host: And the OCW Women’s Champion…. Dragana arrives from the side, accompanied by Johnny Law. She looks at the Hulu dancer and receives the lei around her neck. Dragana looks around in confusion, wondering what this could mean. Johnny simply leads her to the other microphone and they take their seats. Aerith flashes a smile towards Dragana and motions towards the lei around her own neck before nodding to the Hulu dancer who is adorned with the same traditional offering, hoping it explains what’s happening. There’s no tension in the air, Aerith seems, for the most part, in a good mood. Flight of the Valkyrie suddenly begins playing from somewhere in the room and she panics, reaching into her jean pockets frantically to put her cell phone on silent. A couple of the reporters chuckle and she goes red, leaning over to the microphone. Aerith: Sorry about that, I forgot to turn it off… I guess I’m a bad person to go to the movies with, right? The reporters laugh, keeping the atmosphere light. Aerith: And don’t worry, I’ll phone that person back… Hey, you never know, it might even be my husband telling me he’s finally left the training room. A fake smile is interrupted by a polite cough from the host, who intends to get things underway. Host: Thank you for rectifying the cell phone situation, we had hoped visitors would have read the pamphlet but sometimes that’s just too much to ask. Aerith bows her head in an apology as the host continues. Host: On Saturday the 25th of August both Aerith and Dragana will be competing for the OCW Women’s Championship, for those of you that are unaware, Dragana actually scored a pinfall victory over Aerith in a triple-threat match to become Women’s champion… Weeks later Aerith would defeat three other women in a fatal-four way elimination match up to earn the right to face Dragana right here, in sunny Hawaii. Dragana, do you have any words for your challenger at this time? Dragana leans toward the microphone and clears her throat. She looks sideways for a bit before she looks at the press. Dragana: … The cameras flicker as Dragana drinks from her water bottle. She leans back in her chair and awkwardly stares at the reporters. Johnny leans toward the microphone. Johnny: We know that while Aerith may have taken the pinfall at Savage Lands, we’re aware that she’s still near the top of the women’s division. Summercide will be a chance for her to redeem herself. We’re not going to make that easy, though. Next question please. Host: ...She has nothing to say? Johnny: You know who you’re talking to, right? You’d be expecting as much if you paid any attention….. Johnny laughs as Dragana lets out a tiny smile. Johnny: ...But that’s just too much to ask, right? He looks the host in the eyes, the smile permeating underneath his mask. Host: Right. Aerith, you’ve been hit with a double whammy recently; your “best friend” doesn’t want to have anything to do with you, and you haven’t heard from Jacob Trance in a while. How does this factor into your upcoming championship match? Aerith pinches her nose, before giving an exasperated sigh. Aerith: Elephant in the room already, huh? I'd like to say it doesn't bother me, I'd like to say I'm laser focused… But I'm not. It's there, it's lurking at the back of my mind about how someone can say such horrible things but still thinks they're in the right. I could understand it all if I had taken the knife that Valkyrie rammed into my back out and turned it on her, but I'm not going to do that. I'm not a bitter person and despite what she may believe… I've earned my way here, if she would rather spend her time bitching about me at a comic book convention then that's fine, maybe that and her attitude are why she's not sitting here today. Host: Well… Aerith: I'm not finished. She beat me, yes, she did. That's fine, wins come and go, and like the t-shirt sadly says, friendships are temporary, however, blood pacts are forever. That's what she and I share, so eventually she'll lighten up and realise that her own worst enemy is in her head. Host: And your husband? Aerith fidgets nervously. Aerith: I don't know where he is, what he's doing, he was meant to be on the same flight over here with me. He doesn't return calls, it's funny. Austin Lee is the one that wouldn't show up and now that Jacob isn't here… Here he is… in all of his dick pic sending glory. Aerith sighs. Aerith: Sorry, that wasn't meant to come out. Look. This is a huge match, on a huge show, this is the second biggest show of the OCW calendar and for me to have actually been on both when it looked like I was completely screwed because of she who shall not be named… It's mind blowing. It's an honour and a privilege. Sure, the circumstances aren't great but you know what… I'm still here, I'm still standing and hopefully come the end of Saturday night I will be standing there as the new OCW Women's Champion and if I'm not… Well Dragana will know that I'm no god damned push over. Dragana: … Johnny: Yeah well...Come Summercide, you’re gonna learn that that championship is gonna stay with her. And you better get all that bad stuff out of your head, because if you don’t….You’re gonna get dropped right on that noggin. The Age of Silence will live on and you’re just going to be another competitor that’s gonna get silenced. If you want that championship so so bad…. Johnny leans even closer to the microphone and whispers. Johnny: Come and take it. Aerith gets up from her seat, standing over the seated Dragana. The champion nervously looks down at the table, feeling Aerith’s gaze pierce her like a dagger. Aerith taps the championship a few times. Aerith: See you soon. She walks off stage as Dragana is still anxiously looking down at the table. Host: I think that wraps it up for today! Dragana takes a deep breath and gets up from her seat, holding the Women’s Championship over her shoulder. Johnny follows her offstage as the feed fades to black.

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The scene opens with The World's Greatest Hunter, Drago Cesar, sitting inside of an office. Across from him is a woman in a suit explaining several things to him that he doesn't look like he's understanding. The desk separating the two has papers scattered all over, with posters promoting a "Bubba Con". Drago: ...Convention? The Suit: Yes! It's where people from all over the world can get together and see their favorite wrestlers, actors, entertainers, you name it. Drago scratches his head. Drago: We already have event that do same thing around time of pay-per-view, no? The Suit: Kind of, but the cool thing about this is you get fans doing cosplays, live streams, and you get to invite guests of your choosing to host panels throughout the day. Along with the things you and the rest of the Cesar clan would be doing. Drago: Guest? Like who? The Suit: Perhaps some of your closest friends within the business? Some new talent that looks promising to you? Maybe your greatest rival? The woman tilts her head in an inquisitive manner. The Suit: Have you ever been to a convention, Mr. Cesar? Drago thinks back..... Drago grits his teeth while shaking his head. Drago: Nope. Never. The woman leans forward in her chair and places a contract on the table with a pen on it. The Suit: All I'm asking you to do is to take a chance on this. It'll be fun, I guarantee you. Think about the rest of your family. Your sister's an active competitor right? She is in a high profile match at the upcoming pay-per-view. This could do wonders for her already growing popularity. Not to mention that kids will love seeing that adorable little lion in person. Drago takes the pen and looks at the contract. Drago: Sure. Guess it would be nice to something different for a change. The hunter signs the contract. Drago: Can I leave now? We cut to Drago on the streets of New York, on the phone with Johnny Law. Drago: So yeah, I'm sign. Johnny: You did?!?! Yaaaaaaasssss. Also, I hope you don't mind if I....alter our little bet. Drago: What? Johnny: If Dragana wins the title come Savage Lands, you'll have to admit to everyone in attendance at Bubba Con that she's the better hunter! Drago: WHAT? Johnny: Oh come on. If you're so confident that she's not as good as you are at your own job, then this shouldn't be a problem. Drago: But....I..... Johnny: Also, I've taken the liberty of contacting our potential guests. So far it seems we have a pretty stacked show! Drago takes a moment to think. Drago: Ugh, ok, can we just talk about this when I'm come back? Johnny: Better get here quick before I start calling more guests. Drago: B-but, I..... Johnny: kthxbai!!! Johnny hangs up as the camera switches perspective to the former cameraman and Dragana, both barely able to contain their laughter. Johnny: He's so shook right now. When you win that championship, dude's gonna lose his mind. This is gonna be the start of something absolutely DELIGHTFUL. The scene fades.

Right in the bread basket! Right in the bread basket! Right in the bre-

Good to see Dragana doing commentary for the second week in a row, she's a natural

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Trash it in, maaaaaaaaaaan

Sigh :(

Time for a Lution-sized post. I'll mostly write about the matches here, as I'll take approximately two decades to write this if I did all the RPs too. PRIME Future Investment: Despite not winning, I think Irving was the star of the match here. Showing up with the MiSu hairstyle and proceeding to body all these Young Lions handing out all those Last Ride Powerbombs. Captain Ass Gorilla Press Slamming everyone in sight was really cool too. Although you still look like weird martian bubba. Jackson takes the FI in what was a fun opener. Mistico vs. Archer: There's nothing much I can really say about this one other than....Congrats Mexican Kurt Angle? Have fun! Wagner vs. Quartz vs. Rust: I think if there was ever a match where you see a man's mind to go shit as the match goes on, it would be this one. For most of the match, we see Wagner get teamed on with varying success. This match was hilarious more than anything, seeing Rust and Quartz getting tossed around got a lot of laughs. In the end, Wagner's handler had enough and the finish happened. Sentai Hare vs. Heather Angelo: Probably my MotN on Prime. What started as a one-sided affair slowly got even. That facebuster through the announce table was sick. Then the kick out at 1 OOF. Sentai almost got choked out :O Who's gonna stop this wild rabbit??? Mez vs. Tobin: This was a hell of a brawl. How many times does a guy need to get powerbombed onto the steel steps? That's almost as bad as the apron (The hardest part of the ring!!!1111). There is so much carnage here b. That finisher reversal exchange made for a great finish. MAIN SHOW Sean vs. Jae: Sean got messed up by Kass, so I guess that means he's BROKEN now. Jay wearing the nut-huggers as he tends to do these days. A short and sweet battoru that features brutality and reverse chokeslams onto barricades. The best part of this for me was seeing Jay finally learn how to land that Shooting Star Press. Learned it from me. ~_- Guess Sean is paying rent again. Stixx vs. Little Bubba: Great attires here. Valk was def the underdog here, taking a lot of punishment during the first half. Guess the running theme of this Lution is extreme brutality, because these people tried to legit kill each other here, which is good as it matches the intensity of the feud. Valk puts up a valiant effort, but ultimately falls short as the feud is OVAH. For now. And I'm left sed. Oh yeah, and a missed Shooting Star Press. Need to watch how I do it bubba. Hollywood Money vs. Code Terror vs. Celtic Dragons: Lots of greens and reds here. Got me confused. The camera angle editing done here is a great touch. Can't imagine how much of a pain in the ass it was to do. This might be the unsafest match in the history of OCW. Tay Terror going off the top rope into Capo and Ricky had me dying. And OF COURSE Ricky has to be the one to go to dark red. Bring amberlamps! Great success on the part of the Celtic Dragons. Cort vs. The Stv: Old School meets Older than Old School. Digging Cort's attire. Pretty sure he broke Steve's neck with that slingshot. This one probably feels the most like a traditional wrestling match than most of the matches on the card. Scoop slams, back drops, armbars, oh my! Well that is until Cort pulls the table out from under the ring. BAH GAWD THE CORT SUMMONS ONTO THE TABLE! Then Cort kills his elbow. Nice. Cort picks up a big win here in a solid contest. Mugen vs. Trash: This is an absolute treat. This has got to win some kind of award because of the amount of creativity on display here. I'm waiting for the Director's Cut to be uploaded, because I'm sure that is even more of a mindfuck. Shout outs to SEAN DA PAUL. KD vs. Kass: KD my dude you got to get a new controller. Need to stop spinning people around like a record. Now this confuses me: Why the fuck would you have a Falls Count Anywhere match.....with Disqualification? Like. Who does that? Anyways. KD might've actually won this one if it weren't for the early DQ. The draw is a bit of a bummer, but it opens things up for a rematch soon. Bobby vs. H20: Oof. Might as well call this one The Passion of The Boob. Was actually looking forward to this one, but it turned out to be a lot more one-sided than I thought. I was rooting for him but Bobby just can't catch a break, can he? Can't wait to see who H20 fites next. He's a great champ. CCW Title 4-Way: Almost every person in this match wears a mask to the ring. The hell is going on here? B's entrance is amazeballs. The B Community is for EVERYONE. Nice use of multiple perspectives here similar to the tag match, but the video quality leaves a bit to be desired. BRAINBUSTER ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE BAH GAWD! That apron piledriver is vicious. Some insane spots. Austin reclaims the throne after a Discount Cutter outta somewhere! Fun match. Poor Wrex. That no good Austin is a real son of a bitch. T_T Goat vs. Parker: This is it. The big one. Nate looking like the Amish grandfather who will slap that damned cell phone out of your hands. It's the devil's work! My favorite version of Parker is Scarface Parker. "Nate Ortiz? That piece a chit? I never like him." Early ref bump proves that Nate not only hates Asian Refs, but Refs in general. That Rampaige and Hustle Millennium were dope, although I wonder when we're ever going to get to see the Express off the top? Getting to see these two legends go at it is always a treat. I was expecting this one to go longer, as I know these guys are typically really good at kicking out. The finish broke my heart, not because of the "who won", but how it got there. Parker walks away with the win and Nate walks out on his own terms. As I've said before, this was an awesome show from start to finish. However, despite how great it was, this show had a lot of sad moments. Dupree's retired. Nate's on his way to the rocking chair. So is Parker probably. B-17 is dead. So is Boob. Wrex is wrekt. Little Bubba has perished. And I don't know what to do with myself.

An absolutely stellar show from top to bottom. Highlights for me are Little Bubba/Stixx, Mugen/Spider for being BORDERLINE EXPERIMENTAL, and the Main Event. Unfortunately I couldn't be in the viewing party for most of the shoe, but being there for the last few matches was fun. Thanks go to Leon for working with me. What started from a dumb joke (LOL let's point at the Lution sign like idiots) turned into reality fairly quickly. While we kinda did a "less is more" approach with the build, I hope that people found the match as enjoyable as we did. Special thanks go to Jay for putting all this together. You the best b. I'll post more in-depth stuff later. Fuck The Cheat.