Madison Cox

That proud moment when you provide patience and guidance on how to overcome being overlooked and undervalued. Going from the pre show of The Clash to the Main Event of Summercide and the final episodes for both brands in the very same season...a rookie season, mind you. To then main event the very first Riot of season 12 as a Turmoil star… Brings a tear to my eye. Eat your heart out Casey Pain! I'm the new manager of Champions! Greatest Manager of the Savage era! Shout out to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!! My moment!!! Stay tuned for my EBook, Madison: The UnderDoug story. http://i.imgur.com/JVrZpqU.jpg Oh...right. Dennis Black helped too...

Nuu the commercial was just filmed at one. Gosh

Shortly after Summercide, OCW formed a working relationship with the Be a Star program. They wanted Jimmy to film a commercial with at risk children. But he wasn't sober because........... ..............Scottish. They wanted the Convoy, but they weren't allowed near children under the age of seven. Then They wanted Drago, but OCW officials feared there would be a language barrier. So they sent Dennis and Madison instead... The scene opens with Dennis, Madison, and a OCW camera crew standing outside of a high school in what could only be described as a very…...urban neighborhood… Madison: I already feel robbed, dirty, poor, and molested. Not necessarily in that order. Holy shit this is awful. Look! Madison points to a man approaching them and the camera crew. Madison: A crypt! Or is that a blood?! Dennis rubs the bridge of his nose as the cameraman corrects her. CM: I think you meant crip and blood? And no, that's the principal. Madison: Oh...really? But he's Mex- Dennis coughs loudly before offering his hand to the principal. The cameraman cringed. Luckily, the principal did not hear. Dennis: Pleasure to meet you. Dennis Black, OCW. And this is Madison. She searched around her purse as the principal held his hand out for hers, awkwardly. Finally, she pulled some spray sanitizer from her purse and squeezed in the principal's direction...ten times. The principal’s hand was soaked. Dennis was mortified, and...the cameras were filming. Madison: Oh! How could i forget. Madison pulls out a rubber glove and shakes the principal’s soaked hand. He looked livid! Madison: So are you a blood or a creep? Dennis quickly looks to the camera and motions for them to stop recording. ----- The scene opens with Dennis speaking in front of a class full of fourth graders. Madison is off to the side standing beside the camera crew. They were getting good footage for the commercial. Dennis: Like some of you, I've been picked on by bullies for being small. Or because I loooove comic books. Dennis paced around the room as he spoke. Dennis: For enjoying a good book. One of the children raised their hand. Dennis pointed to the child. Dennis: Yes? Urban child: Can I touch your belts?! Dennis looks to Madison who was already searching around in her purse. Dennis and the cameraman both shout ‘no!’ at her. ----- The next bit of filming takes place in the high school’s urban gym. Dennis is facing the camera with another fourth grader beside him. The child has a basketball in her hands. Dennis: And together with OCW, we can help put an end to bullying in our schools. Because even an underdog needs a little bit of help. Dennis kneels and lifts the child up, allowing them to shoot the basketball. The child misses horribly, but due to editing, the shot will go in on the finished product. CM: Aaaaand cut! Brilliant. Dennis places the child down and she runs along. He smiles, having down a good deed for the day. A group of older students approach him, all wearing blue. High schooler one: What up? Dennis: Greetings! The troubled youths looked among each other. High schooler 2: Anyway, yo, how did you snag that? Dennis: Pardon? HS2: That honey over there? They all point to Madison, who looked bored and uncomfortable standing against a wall. Dennis: I'm not sure. Let's go ask her? The troubled youths and Dennis approached Madison. She was visibly uncomfortable. Dennis: These fine upstanding gentleman were wondering how I snagged honey. Madison blinks. Dennis: Now I wasn't aware you had any honey, but, that's sounds good right about now. Madison: I don't carry sweets around, Dennis. Dennis looked back to the group and shrugged. Hs3: Na. Man...we askin how you end up hittin that? How you get it? Dennis: I would never hit her. Madison nods. Madison: He's a complete gentleman. Hs1: Dawg, is you smashing or not? Dennis and Madison look to each other and have a eureka moment.: Oooooooooooh!!! Dennis: We smash often between shows. Madison: I usually end up outlasting him. The troubled youths give Dennis much praise and respect. Madison looks annoyed. Madison: I just said I usually win when we smash. I'm like undefeated with Jigglypuff. Soooooo cute! Hs5: What? Madison: Super smash brothers? It's like the only game I play. The group relinquished their admiration for Dennis and walked away. Dennis: I wonder what got into them? Madison: Who cares! The greatest underdog OCW has ever produced is working with troubled youths. Preventing more crops and Blood! Dennis: I think the guy said Crisps? Madison: Something like that. This will go great in my autobiography. Oh! Or maybe the lifetime movie they're going to make about us. I can see it now! The scene ends with Dennis and Madison walking out of the dusty gym as Madison rambled on. The commercial never made it to air due to Madison’s racist comments.

Amish life was treating Madison and Dennis well, for the most part. She was starting to miss New York less and less. It was a rare hot and sunny day in the month of November. With no beach or anything remotely Interesting in sight, Madison took it upon herself to make her own. Along with her trusty ipad; drags a lawn chair (no one knows where she found it) out to the middle of a field and sunbathed in a bikini. Needless to say, not much work was done in the fields that day due to lingering eyes. Obviously not, she was the most downloaded Bombshell in OCW history. She was watching a countdown of OCW’s top ten most exciting EX Division stars of all time. She didn't expect to be seen on the video, but her curiosity could not be denied. She went from being curious to shocked. From shocked to honored. From being honored to annoyed... Madison: Three?! Who makes these lists? She frowned as Dennis made third on the list, falling behind two retired men. Madison: How fair is that?! Suddenly, rays of the sun were blocked out by a homely woman standing over her. Madison lowered her sunglasses to get a look at the woman whose attire could only be described as something fit to cover a dinner table. Madison: Erm? Lady: Sorry to disturb, but do you mind covering up? You're distracting the men folk. Madison: Being distracting is my way of life. So...no. I'm on vacation. Lady: I'm asking politely. Oh, and I know it has been some time since you were banished. But we don't allow Television here. Madison: This is a tablet. Not a television. Totally doesn't count. Oh!! Congrats on the baby. How far along are you? The placed placed a hand on her stomach and looked down. Lady: I'm barren. Madison blinked. Madison: So you're not pregnant? Lady: No. Madison: So you just look this way all the time on purpose? jaysus… The woman stormed off and Madison returned to her tablet. Stacy was on the screen. Stacy: Will we ever witness Dennis Black and The Governor of South Carolina? Or Dennis Black and Villain? Or better yet, a triple threat? The OCW universe waits with baited breath! In the mean time, all of these dream match ups can be yours in OCW 2k17! Up next, the top ten attire updates of OCW newcomer, Samsin Simpsin! Madison: Oof...

Cactus, Jack, and Jackson, handle your business and steal the show as tribute to the Queen of Turmoil. In return, you'll have earned a title shot.

Madison: Richard saw that things were not going well. They were being attacked by both the bandits and The Overlord’s people. Deception was in the air. The resistance was battered and outnumbered. Even he, as powerful as he was, was unable to defeat the evil tramp stamp having Bandit Wizard...Leon. Grand Papa: Bandit... Wizard... with a tramp stamp? Madison: Mhm! After finding his fallen comrade, Ortiz, an injured Richard ordered the resistance to fall back And retreat. And so the resistance did…all but Drago. Madison: Drago tore through thousands of the Overlord’s men while flying on top of Bubba the Dragon. In a show of power, Drago jumped from atop Bubba and came crashing through the Overlord’s roof that was made of Organza. The man was that rich...a roof made of silk. Madison: The Overlord rose from his throne and approached Drago. The men battled for what seemed like days, swinging their blades at speeds which could only be seen by the most trained of eyes! Drago had the battle all but won, dangling the Overlord from his own window as his Queen looked on in horror. But the Overlord is a tricky one… Madison: The double doors to the Overlord’s throne room is kicked open! Standing their triumphantly was the former King, the true King...Jay! The old man gasped. Madison: He had broken free of his chains, or did he? Drago was elated to see the true King alive and well. But all was not well… Madison: The King was brainwashed from months of rape and more rape at the hands of The Royal raper...Dimsmore. He pushed Drago through the window and saved Mugenta! All was lost… Grand Papa: Horrible… Madison: The epilogue briefly describes the land being in a state of shock and sorrow. The resistance was decimated. The brainwashed King is controlled by the Overlord. Bandits continue to run wild and breed with their siblings. Madison: The chosen one is in a coma. Ortiz is badly wounded. The Gentleman’s club was scattered. Jackson, still racist, is in recovery. Richard was the last man standing, trying to find answers for what went wrong while guarding the body of the land’s only hope, Drago. Grand Papa: And what of Madison and Douglas? Madison: She hid Douglas so he could heal in peace. She fell out of contact with the resistance. They had some choices to make. She was torn between staying in seclusion, living among the common people, and starting a life without conflict. Perhaps even seeing where she stood with Douglas after he healed. Madison: Or would they rejoin the battle under the banner of Richard and Nathaniel, at the risk of losing what could have been for them? Would Douglas return to the front lines and be what was needed, something more than he was when this started? A cruel and unforgiving harbinger of chaos...Devil Doug. The grandfather blinks. Madison: I'm still working on the moniker. Grand Papa: Interesting. Madison: But yea, the story is still being written. I haven't decided how this first one will end. Madison pats Dennis on the knee. Madison: As for Madison, I'm sure she would want Douglas to know that there is no shame in leaving the resistance behind, and attempting to start a life of peace with her. Maybe she just wants to hear him to say it. Madison: The resistance will go on with or without them. Drago will hopefully rise from the ashes and ride his mighty dragon once more. Madison and Dennis slowly turn to look at each other as the grandfather stands up. Grand Papa: Well, I look forward to reading this first story. Hopefully that faction led by… Madison: Sir Pew Pugh. Grand Papa: Yes, him. Hopefully his faction makes a move. Four sides sounds interesting. I imagine things will only grow more complex with two more books still to be written. Many casualties are ahead...

Grand Papa: So what’s this novel about? Madison groaned. Madison: I um. Well. Like, it's...a fantasy? You know? Like Kings, Queens, peasants. Shit like that, erm...stuff like that. Grand Papa: Not my cup of tea. But, what's the plot? Madison: Well…it all starts with this King, yea? King...Jay. Grand Papa: Not a name suited for Royalty, Elvesta. Madison: Too urban, I know. It's a draft. Anyway! Madison: King Jay is loved by his people, mostly. But one day he is overthrown by a rival Noble Family and taken prisoner. This New King, Lord Mugenta - Grand Papa: Fantastic name. Dennis rolled his eyes. Madison: Proclaims himself as The Overlord. Like, he goes on to become a shitty ruler...but a great one too! The Kingdom has never been more profitable, but he's abusive to his subjects. Random executions, allowing the local Jester Smythe to exist, all sorts of crazy things. Madison: This abuse causes three other factions to split away from the Kingdom of Mugenta, and spawns a war of Four Kings, all while the true King is Locked away in Mugenta’s cube dungeon. Madison: One faction is made up of bandits led by a crossdresser. They are proficient in hit and run attacks. Guerrilla warfare.- Grand Papa: Cross dressing bandit? Madison: Way too urban right? Anyway, the bandits are by far the most dangerous of the factions. They always attack when you least expect it. Madison: There's another faction that recently popped up in the lands called the Union. The citizens aren't exactly sure what they hope to accomplish. But of the four factions, this one will probably be the first to fall. So far all they have is a Lord that recently came out of hiding, and his trusty bard. Madison: But the main characters of this story, obviously, are the outnumbered good guys. The Revolters, the Revolution! The Revolters are a rag tag group of heroes...and a Gentleman’s club. Grand Papa: …A Gentleman’s club? Madison: Mhmmmmm! Perverts want peace too! Among the Revolters are eight unlikely allies that have come together for the sake of defending the Kingdom and restoring some semblance of order. Madison: Richard Versus...tantinople and - Grand Papa: Richard Versustantinople? Madison: Totally! Dennis sighed. Madison: Richard and Nathaniel Ortiz are former Defenders of the realm. Retired. But they chose to dust off their armor and fight the good fight, one more time. Though skilled, they realize they aren't spring chickens anymore. So they reform their old mercenary company by investing and injecting youth into the Alliance. Madison: There's... Madison, a woman with an unrivaled mind for strategy. Though she was never taken seriously for it due to her unmatchable beauty, and the fact that she's a woman. I mean, words cannot describe how hot this woman was. Her village was burned down by Mugenta after they swore loyalty to him. She barely survived the invasion. She's not much of a fighter… Madison: Madison was saved by a wandering Knight named Douglas. He too was betrayed by the Overlord after swearing loyalty. After losing faith in the upper echelon of society, Douglas and Madison embarked on their own quest to right the wrongs of the land. Eventually, they encountered Richard Versustantinople. It was a hard sell, convincing those two to John. Douglas swore his sword to Madison, and to Madison only. Where she went, he did. So, the two tentatively joined the resistance when she grew some faith in Richard. Madison: The next member to join was a freakshow attraction within a traveling circus. This monstrosity of a man stands at damn near eight feet tall, and wrestles bears! Lives off of only sun chips. Grand Papa: Sun chips? Madison: When I figure out what that would be in this time period, I'll change it. Anyway...he was known only as ‘K.D.’ Nathaniel Ortiz approached the beast of a man and promised him all the sun chips and Caucasian women in the land if he stopped fighting bears for coin, and fought the evil army of Mugenta instead. Grand Papa: Seems like a interesting character. Dennis: Sissy. Madison and her grandfather both glanced at Dennis as if he suffered from tourette's syndrome before she continued. Madison: In that traveling circus was a sword swallowing trapeze performer named Sophia. She was the second prettiest woman in the land. Grand Papa: Why...why did Sophia being the second best looking woman in the realm need to be noted? Madison: It matters! Anyway, Sophia was recruited for her ability to blend in with a crowd, climb high structures, and her lock picking expertise. She's your standard thief class in one of those nerd video games. Her agility and finesse rivaled Douglas’s. Personally I believe Douglas is more agile. Madison: The next recruit for the resistance was the most unlikely choice of them all. Hailing from the southernmost part of the realm was a man named Jackson, a racist of the highest order. Grand Papa: Why would a racist join the resistance that aims to make the Realm safe for all people? Not just a few. Madison: To prove he's not a racist. Dennis: Makes sense when you think about it. Grand Papa: Not really… Madison: And last but not least, Richard and Nathaniel recruited the chosen one...Drago the Hunter. A man who knew little of the common tongue, but was well versed in battle. He is the one that must stand up and battle the Overlordt. Grand Papa: The What? Madison: Oh sorry, Overlord. Anywho, the battle raged on between these factions for weeks. Unfortunately for our heroes, as time went on, it seemed the Bandits focused more on the Revolters than the Overlord’s forces at times. Essentially, our heroes were out numbered at all times. Even though they possessed quality over quantity, the numbers proved to be just too great. Madison: The Novel ends with both the bandit forces and Revolters initiating an all out assault on the Overlord's castle during the month of September for different reasons. The Bandits wish to take this particular castle because it had strategic value. The Revolters attacked to rescue Madison and prevent her forced wedding to Mugenta’s royal custodian, R.D. One could say it was a...September to Remember! Grand Papa: Clever. Madison: Not so urban? During this battle, some key skirmishes took place. The racist Jackson and the man beast KD battled the death dealer, Kassidy and his partner...who is also the illegitimate son of the Overlors. The racist and KD barely fended off the onslaught of the awesome death dealer. If not for Jackson’s trickery against the inexperienced Anthony, he and KD would have surely died. Madison: The trapeze artist Sophia battled the daughter of the cross dressing bandit King. The two women fought their hearts out for a man’s war, but Willow- Grand Papa: Wait wait wait, the cross dressing Bandit King had a daughter? Dennis: This was before he had a taste for men named Carter. Grand Papa: Ah...carry on. Madison: Sophia came up short in the hard fought battle. Before Willow could get the finishing blow, the man beast arrived and stopped her. An unconscious Sophia, still racist Jackson, and KD fled the battle. Madison: Elsewhere, the Chivalrous knight Douglas battled the Savage Bandit General, Malu. Both men came to retrieve Madison, but only one could leave with her. Malu was twice Douglas’s size and wielded five axes….with two hands! Grand papa: My gods! Surely Douglas was murdered. Wait, five axes with hands? Madison: Douglas arrived with one purpose, to make the world a better place for Madison. The two men battled for hours, neither being able to keep the other down for longer than nine seconds. Truly...a rivalry and hatred that warriors dreamed of! Malu got the upper hand on Douglas. Madison: As his life flashed before his eyes, he saw a bleak future of the powers that be ruining the land of Turmoil. He also saw Madison being forced to cook for the overweight heathen, R.D, While mourning the death of Douglas and the life they could have had together! It was at that moment he found his resolve, and delivered one last strike with his blade to cut down the bandit general. Madison: Douglas was spent and could battle no more. He dropped his blade and did not bother to finish off Malu. Whether it was a sign of respect or exhaustion, I leave up to the Reddit community to decide. As he opened her cell door, he saw Madison running toward him. Madison: He collapsed in her arms as the cross dressing bandit King and his men approached her. She shielded Douglas’s body with her own as the King repeatedly attacked her with the broad side of his sword. The bandit King leaves them battered and unconscious in the dungeon after retrieving Malu. That's the last we see of them in the chapter. Grand Papa: You spent a lot of time on those two. I thought Drago was the chosen one? If Madison is the damsel, shouldn't she be Drago’s love interest? Dennis: How dare- Madison quickly put her hand over Dennis’s mouth. Madison: Madison and Douglas are minor characters, depending on the chapter. Drago only loves battle and is indeed, the main character of book one. Dennis: And don't forget his love of Bubba. Grand Papa: Bubba? Madison: Drago's pet Dragon. Pay attention! Madison: Nathaniel Ortiz never got to have his battle with the Bandit King. He was attacked by the Bandit King’s most trusted men…Bald guy one and bald guy two. Trust me I know it's anticlimactic, but I gotta save stuff for the second book!

A song of Bruuuuh and !Update: A Clash of K̶i̶n̶g̶s̶ Hoots (A continuation of Road to Recovery) Dennis longed for the days of his regimented schedule of training in the morning, dark matches in the afternoon, and training in the evening before attempting to eat whatever grass looking meal Madison suggested. The last few nights were spent without lights unless they came from candles, the sun, or moon light. His days were nothing more than watching cows graze or women sew ugly sweaters. It was… Dennis:Brutal. Madison lightly slapped Dennis on the arm as they waited outside of her Grandfather's home. Now that Dennis was starting to recover, it was time to meet more of her estranged family. "There's no use sitting out here any longer," Madison said after their escort had left the duo alone on the porch. "We should go inside. But first, we need to figure out what we're going to tell him. We'll have to come up with a backstory, and how you ended up in my home with all those bruises– and why I've never mentioned you before.” Madison rambled on as they headed into the house. Dennis: How about the truth? Madison laughed nervously: No seriously, why were you in my home? Dennis: Urban outreach program. Madison: This is why you have no friends. Well, other than me. Dennis shrugged off her response as he played the gentleman, opening the dining room door for her. This was the first room Dennis had seen in the settlement with electricity, leading him to believe Madison’s Grand father was of some importance to the community. Dennis stared blankly at the table in the center of the room. http://www.ocwfed.com/forum/ https://bradleywaltersdotcom.files.wordpress.com/2013/04/image30.jpg Dennis whispered to Madison, asking ‘why’. Just…’why?’. She looked to him and shrugged. Madison’s grandfather waved them over. He was standing by one of the corner tables. Dennis shook hands with the old man after he hugged his Grand Daughter. The three then sat at the table. Grand papa: Elvesta, such a charming young lady you've become. I was worried when I heard you ran off with some motorcycle hooligans and became one of those harlots on the television! Dennis: El...vesta? Uh, who? Dennis winced as Madison dug the heel of her shoe into his big toe from under the table. The Grandfather looked confused. Madison: Rumors. I just needed to spread my wings. Find my calling, you know? Grand papa: Which is? Madison: Uh...writing? Fantasy, nerd shit. The old man blinked at her. Madison: Stuff! Nerd stuff! Grand Papa: When will you be published? Madison: Ah… Dennis: Very soon! Madison looked to Dennis and mouthed for him to ‘Shut the hell up!’ Grand papa: Oh! Excellent Elvesta. I always knew you had a talent for telling tales. And your companion- Madison: Friend. Grand papa: Your friend here. What does he do? Dennis looked to Madison with a confused expression before returning his attention to the old man. Dennis: I'm a wrestler, sir. Grand Papa: Oh? Really? Dennis: Yes? Grand Papa: interesting. Well, good for you son. I'm just surprised. Dennis: Why? Grand Papa: Well you're… You know… Dennis: I don't? Grand Papa: You're kind of... Madison looked down at her shoes and rubbed the bridge of her nose. Dennis:Go on. Grand Papa: Small, son. Kind of small. Not to mention you don't really look all that intimidating. Dennis: Hey now- Madison stomps on Dennis’s big toe from under the table once more. Madison: It's only his first year. The size and intimidation factor come with time. Grand Papa: With all his injuries, I can't imagine he's had much success so far at his size. That's why he's hurt, I imagine. Are you any good, son? Dennis: I do alright? Though, I endeavor to improve in the off season. Madison: He really does. Grand Papa: Anyway...keep at it, son. With any luck, grappling will become a small man’s world and you can win a few matches. Maybe become a champion. Dennis opened his mouth to speak but Madison stepped on his toe...again.

Road to Recovery The thundering hooves of Amish bred horses chimed in Madison’s ears as she sat in the rocky carriage…all while questioning her life choices. How does one go from living in luxury to riding in the back of a carriage? She could smell the dirt and gravel being kicked up. She could also feel the cool, crisp air of the fall winds as it blew past her father’s carriage. A nauseous feeling bubbled in Madison’s stomach—and it wasn't just because she was reading urban articles on OCW’s site. She was incredibly nervous to return home after being on the run for so long. She was so nervous that it was hard to focus on what she reading, which only added to her nausea. Reading about Bill Ding’s parody somehow going platinum would have to come another time. She could hear Dennis making all sorts of indistinguishable grunts in his sleep. Madison imagined his dreams were similar to her own, the nightmare of the Skwad’s latest antics. What was once merely a war that remained in the ring became personal. Too personal, for her. She could still feel and hear the chair shots from Blake over and over again. The sound would wake her at night right before she could get into a deep sleep. She wanted out. The carriage ride became rocky once it reached a dirt road. They must be close, she figured. Guilt seized Madison as she sighed and stared out the window, gritting her teeth. Dennis: Hey. Madison quickly looked to her side. Dennis was was struggling to sit up from the makeshift bed. She couldn't help but smile. Madison: Hey! How are you? It's been days. Dennis: How long have I been out? Madison: You would sleep for twelve hours here and there. Roll around in pain for an hour...then go back to sleep. For a week. Dennis: That bad eh? What Blake did to me could have been worse. But you - Madison: I did. But I don't want to think about it right now. I don't regret it. You'd do the same for me. Dennis: ...How’s Drago? Versus? Nate? Sophia? Ed? Jack? Cactus? Dustin? Even Abbot. Ebony and Ivory? Madison: I imagine Jackson, Drago, and Ortiz are not doing well. Ed was kidnapped by the Skwad...Jack is missing. The Alliance isn't doing well. I did tell you that being a hero doesn't pay off, not in OCW. So...we left. Dennis: We left? We should be helping Versus figure this out. Mr. Sensation is back! Madison: And helping Mugen. Dennis: Where are we going? The carriage hit a bump that left Dennis groaning and rubbing on his damaged shoulder. Madison: To a safe place. With no Purge, No Skwad. Not even the alliance knows we are here. My only contribution to the alliance is making sure you are match ready. Which you are not. You're no good to them right now. I've got my tablet. If Versus really needs us, he can get ahold of me. Me...not you. Dennis: Why not me? Madison: Because you don't know how to say no to these people. You're too nice. Me? Not so much. I'm not even sure if it's in your best interest to go back to New York. Besides, my Father wants to meet you. The carriage came to a slow stop. Dennis looked out his window and saw nothing but grass for miles. Dennis: ‘Back’ to New York? Your Father? Where are we? Madison: Home. Dennis: Home? Madison: I told you. A safe place. The safest. http://ocj.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/04/Ohio-Amish-Farm.jpg

Madison groaned as she slowly drifted into conscious. The sounds of steel on flesh brought her to. The white haired woman gasped as she propped herself up on her elbows, her ribs screamed in pain, telling her in all likelihood that Madison had a couple of broken ribs. The sounds of a steel chair crashing on a body continued to play in her ear. She looked to the right and saw the footage from Turmoil’s season finale replaying on the OCW network. In a knee jerk reaction, she angrily flung the tablet over the railing of her bedroom. The tablet was the only source of light in the bedroom. She immediately began to regret the movement as it only made her pain intensify. Madison slowly started to roll to her side, but froze when she felt her weight being put on another body sharing her bed. Rolling to the other side, Madison slowly lifted herself to her knees, holding back tears as her injuries made themselves known. The memories of what happened to her replayed without the help of a tablet. She cursed Alex’s name, followed by derogatory remarks about Blake’s sexual preferences, namely including Carter and young boys with the Rogue Convoy. Her robe barely covered her as she staggered out of the dark bedroom. To her surprise, the living room was filled with Amish people partaking (and disapproving) in her taste in art. The smell in the room had almost knocked her out. She quickly covered up and looked to the oldest of her guests. Madison: Figured you'd be gone by now. The oldest stood and turned to face Madison, wiping some of the drool from his beard. He had fallen asleep on her couch. Drooling man: We were able to put one of his shoulders back into place. The other will be a bit trickier. He kept moving. The swelling in his knee has gone down as well. I'm certain he has broken ribs, but I've been working on some home remedies in your kitchen. Should help with his discomfort once he comes to. Madison: So that's what that smell is… Madison narrowed her eyes. Madison: Remedies? You didn't give him any of the good stuff?! So his shoulders, the checking of his ribs and bruises...all done with - Drooling man: water and Ice, dear. He was in pain during the process, but he's sleeping now as you well know. Passed out from the pain. He's got other injuries as well. What did you say he did again for a living? Madison folded her arms and looked away from the group. Madison: He’s a wrestler, Father. Drooling dad: Is he any good? Madison: Pardon? Drooling dad: It’s just...he's so beat up. I can't imagine a good wrestler gets these kinds of injuries. Madison: You don't even have a Television!! Drooling Dad: Nonetheless…I just cannot imagine this young man has any success with his size. Madison frowned. Madison: This is why no one likes the Amish. Stupid comments, stupid community, bad hygiene, and awful healthcare! The group of Amish guests gasp as Madison points to the door. Madison: I'm sure your horses have shit themselves and are lowering the property value. Please go. One of the Amish guests rested a hand on the shoulder of Madison’s father: It was your Father’s hope that you would return home. Being shunned doesn't need to last forever, Elvesta. Madison’s eyes twitched as she continue pointing to the door. The guests single file out of the apartment until Madison is left alone with her Father. She reaches in one pocket of her robe for a cigarette and finds a lighter in the other. Madison: You shouldn't have brought them. Father: They care, Elvesta. Madison: Madison. Madison Cox. Learn my name or don't speak to me at all. For the record...he's going to be a star. The Father looks on in disapproval as his daughter smokes. Father: Why not take him to a hospital here in the city if you dislike my methods so? Madison blew smoke in her Father’s direction before replying. Madison: He's in bad shape, papa. It was...well, what happened to us was on another level of cruel. I can't have his condition getting leaked to the public. That's just more ammunition that can be used against him. His friends are looking for him. I discarded his phone, can’t risk it. No one knows he’s here. Not even Rev. Inc. I need him healthy, or reasonably healthy for when the season starts. I owe him that much. Father: You ‘owe’ him? Madison: Yea, well...hmm. My Rumspringa led to me getting banished. When I was banished, I came across a gang of bikers. I used them until i didn't need them. From there, I was arm candy for old men to show off. Again...I made my money, saved it, and moved to New York. Madison: I met a very naive young man and helped build his confidence. He started winning… A lot. Maybe it was me? Or maybe coincidence. We’ll never know. But, his name grew. I siphoned his money, continued collecting from the old men, and with what i took from the bikers...I bought this. I live well. I live well because I’m a survivor that has no remorse for the damage left in my wake. The definition of scum, father. Madison walked by her father, brushing his shoulder as she did so. Madison: He would drop me off at a motel and sleep in the parking lot, in his beat up car. Never asked why his payments were so little. He was just happy to be in OCW. I’d sneak out the window of my dingy motel and come back here, to paradise. I’d sleep well, eat well, and be back to the motel room the next morning. Madison: He was always clueless, and I didn’t care. He’s my meal ticket. As one of the few men in this Company’s history to hold two Championships at the same time...he’s sleeping in a station wagon at night. And that’s on me. So yea...I owe him this. And ‘you’ owe me this, for being an awful Father and letting me be the monster that I am. The man gritted his teeth and folded his arms before sighing. Father: I will treat him. But you must confess your sins. Madison rolled her eyes and took another drag from her cigarette. She then placed what was left in the ash tray. Madison: I’ve already explained that I have zero interest in returning. There are people who have a better chance of surviving hurricane Matthew. That's how low the odds of me rejoining the family are. Father: To him, Madison. Not our church. I will help him. Do what I can for him. But you must tell him what you’ve done. Madison: ...Fine. Father: He will need to come to the settlement, both of you. I’ll keep you close to the out skirts so your presence doesn’t cause a ruckus. Madison: Guess they’ll still mad about the barn fire? Father: Livestock died that day. I will prepare for our trip to the settlement. We leave at first light. Madison: ...Whatever that means. The man tips his hat to Madison and walked to the door. He gave Madison one last look before exiting and closing it behind him. She gave a middle finger to the closed door and made unflattering remarks about her father. With staggered steps, she made her way back to the bedroom. She illuminates the room with only a few claps, revealing the current Turmoil Champion in the bed taking labored breaths. Madison then slowly crawls in the bed, lays her head on his chest, and claps twice, shrouding the pair in darkness.

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Crying before, during, and after a beating from a man is normal.

Overly Urban. But well said.

In regards to our hero disliking the double reign, The Cox Kingdom holds the TV title out of a mix of pride and spite at this point. (Mostly pride) We would gladly do a feud for each belt if given the option. But we aren't allowed :( I don't believe we've treated the TV belt as a lesser title after Cide. If anything, we've tried to elevate it since Cide. I could be wrong, but I believe the TV belt has the most successful reigns under one person this season currently at 7. And before anyone says "go defend it on riot", Blek has done well on Riot. Hasn't won them all, but he's got some skulls collected, including two hall of famers. So to the riot argument, Blek can hang. To those people I would reply "come to turmoil, it's a turmoil belt." To be fair, we did try to finagle a vacate for the TV Title after Summercide. But the old country way is to fight until you die in the process of losing the second belt. We also attempted to cash in the tv belt for an Ex opportunity, since the ex was the main reason for showing up on riot. I can sympathize with Mugen, because it was only a short time ago that Douglas was called the story champion. It wasn't until the turmoil that shall not be named leading up to koocw that anyone really took Blek seriously or less seriously, depending on your stance regarding the way things were handled. That's what..two months ago? Three? The ideal circumstances for vacating or putting up against another mid card belt are gone, imo. So now the belt is defended hard as if it were the world title, due to pride, spite, and acknowledgment for the irony regarding the TV title... When Daniel became the TV champion, it was met with a lukewarm reaction and shit on because of out of character circumstances. If anything, the characters were punished due to things beyond our control. We were told our content had to fit in a certain space, early in an episode, because Dennis wasn't 'person A' or 'Person B'. Looking back, if anyone actually believes that the outcome of Demarius and SM was going to end any differently, regardless of his departure, you haven't been paying attention. We make sure to read particular comments in the certified greatness thread once a month as a reminder, whenever we feel bad about holding both belts. The work we put in to the TV belt was shit on, for the most part. The first defense was ignored because of the amount of cuts that were put in. it was a reshoot. It was also to help Ed and Joe start feud. A feud that helped create the gentlemans club. The same people that said the reign meant nothing, that said the tv belt was beneath the hardcore belt, and called the Blek reign a story reign are now the very same people asking for a vacate. They are the same people Wanting to see multi man matches in hopes of a targeting issue to increase the chances of a title change. The same people that crapped on the TV belt and said it was a gift, are looking for it to be gifted to them or someone else. The irony is not lost on us. With that said, out of bitterness that isn't going away anytime soon and respect to those DB has defended against this season / appreciation for the help that guys like Nate, Majin, Leon, drago and Parker have given the Blekness in dark matches, Dante is going to keep fighting as hard as He can to hold both belts, regardless of the circumstances. The reign could very well be cut short by Parker this Friday. If koocw was any indicator, Parker and Dennis ll will be a barn burner for the TV Title. you'll never know unless you watch Turmoil’s finale this week. All we ever wanted was the opportunity to prove people right or wrong that the TV belt can gain 'some' importance. I think with it being defended in the main event of Summercide, and being defended in the very last match of the season against someone like Parker, we accomplished that. OCW had a strong season, here's to hoping Turmoil finishes strong before we look to 2k17.

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I don't think so. Near falls on both ends. Seemed competitive to me. I do think the end of the bray match gives you some wiggle room to grow.

That moment when part of the cell breaks and no one falls through

Oh...kass wrote 'figure pointing'. Nevermind

And not enough finger blasting

And the dubya dubya E doesn't exist in our world :(

God. I mean, Versus has the best entrance going right now.

We need less urban staff, so stuff will come out on time,

I know what it looks like when someone is trying to hold someone down. I've lived it! Sharpe, keep on fighting the good fight. These people are just scared for a veteran of this business to come in and dominate. What you need is a good manager. I suggest Jack or Casey Paine.

....what did I just say about all the kindness! Softies,

I hate it when you guys turn these threads into after school specials. Jay was being so sweet that I now have cavities.