Post by Jock Reasoning on Mar 24, 2024 21:01:32 GMT -5
We’re outside a local rec center as a bunch of people head inside. A banner informs us that it’s ‘Beer League Hockey Night’ and you can certainly tell this is a night the locals look forward to by their smiles and eager voices.
A familiar face stands out among the crowd. It belongs to EPW Anarchy Champion, Easton Alexander. He’s got his Anarchy Title over his shoulder and a beer in his left hand. His right hand is busy high-fiving and fist-bumping the eager locals.
“Congrats, Easton!”
“Way to go, Easton!”
“It’s about fucking time, my man!”
“Anarchy!!!”
Easton smiles with appreciation.
“Yo, Easton…how about that OCW Title? You gonna head out to the island on Survivor?”
Easton pauses and looks around. That voice seemed to come out of nowhere.
“Easton! Man, huge win! We knew you had it in you!”
Easton’s confusion dissipates as he pats a friendly patron on the back.
“OCW Survivor, Easton. It’s your shot at redemption.”
Again, Easton looks around, wondering who keeps bringing OCW up.
“You coming inside, champ?” an eager local asks, lingering outside the front door before piling inside like the rest of the party.
“Yea, right behind you,” Easton replies. His focus remains on the surrounding area as he searches for that voice.
“OCW Survivor…”
Easton turns around, swearing he heard the voice from behind him. A familiar sight catches his eyes. It’s the Slam Buss.
“You’ve got to be…”
JOCK Reasoning springs up from behind Easton and wraps a chloroform-soaked rag over Easton’s mouth!! Easton struggles, dropping his beer and spilling it all over the pavement. He holds onto his Anarchy Championship, refusing to let that leave his grasp.
“Go down! Go down! Hurry!” Jock’s voice is anxious as he knows that beer league will tear him apart if they catch him trying to COERCE Easton into the van.
Easton struggles. He drops to one knee…then all fours. Jock’s just about got him. But the fight of a champion resides within Easton Alexander as he rises to his feet and tosses Jock over his head and to the ground! Jock lands on his tailbone hard, letting out a “FUCK!”
He turns, staring up at Easton. Fear fills Jock’s eyes. Easton glares down at Jock with a thick glaze over his eyes. He slowly removes the rag…he stumbles…he falls to the ground!
Jock lets out a sigh of relief. He whistles and some OCW Security rushes forward, snaring Easton. They drag him toward the Slam Buss.
“Hey?! They’ve got Easton!” a voice calls from the beer league.
“Shit. HURRY!” Jock yells as he grabs Easton’s legs, helping the OCW Security Team drag him to the Slam Buss.
They toss him into the back and slam both doors shut. As they do, Jock sees the unconscious Easton still holding onto his Anarchy Title.
Jock hops into the Slam Buss and sees an angry mob charging toward them, “LET’S GO!”
An OCW Security member hits the gas and the Slam Buss takes off seconds before the mob can reach it.
Easton Alexander - Coerced
Entrant #13 into the OCW Survivor Season 3 Field.
A familiar face stands out among the crowd. It belongs to EPW Anarchy Champion, Easton Alexander. He’s got his Anarchy Title over his shoulder and a beer in his left hand. His right hand is busy high-fiving and fist-bumping the eager locals.
“Congrats, Easton!”
“Way to go, Easton!”
“It’s about fucking time, my man!”
“Anarchy!!!”
Easton smiles with appreciation.
“Yo, Easton…how about that OCW Title? You gonna head out to the island on Survivor?”
Easton pauses and looks around. That voice seemed to come out of nowhere.
“Easton! Man, huge win! We knew you had it in you!”
Easton’s confusion dissipates as he pats a friendly patron on the back.
“OCW Survivor, Easton. It’s your shot at redemption.”
Again, Easton looks around, wondering who keeps bringing OCW up.
“You coming inside, champ?” an eager local asks, lingering outside the front door before piling inside like the rest of the party.
“Yea, right behind you,” Easton replies. His focus remains on the surrounding area as he searches for that voice.
“OCW Survivor…”
Easton turns around, swearing he heard the voice from behind him. A familiar sight catches his eyes. It’s the Slam Buss.
“You’ve got to be…”
JOCK Reasoning springs up from behind Easton and wraps a chloroform-soaked rag over Easton’s mouth!! Easton struggles, dropping his beer and spilling it all over the pavement. He holds onto his Anarchy Championship, refusing to let that leave his grasp.
“Go down! Go down! Hurry!” Jock’s voice is anxious as he knows that beer league will tear him apart if they catch him trying to COERCE Easton into the van.
Easton struggles. He drops to one knee…then all fours. Jock’s just about got him. But the fight of a champion resides within Easton Alexander as he rises to his feet and tosses Jock over his head and to the ground! Jock lands on his tailbone hard, letting out a “FUCK!”
He turns, staring up at Easton. Fear fills Jock’s eyes. Easton glares down at Jock with a thick glaze over his eyes. He slowly removes the rag…he stumbles…he falls to the ground!
Jock lets out a sigh of relief. He whistles and some OCW Security rushes forward, snaring Easton. They drag him toward the Slam Buss.
“Hey?! They’ve got Easton!” a voice calls from the beer league.
“Shit. HURRY!” Jock yells as he grabs Easton’s legs, helping the OCW Security Team drag him to the Slam Buss.
They toss him into the back and slam both doors shut. As they do, Jock sees the unconscious Easton still holding onto his Anarchy Title.
Jock hops into the Slam Buss and sees an angry mob charging toward them, “LET’S GO!”
An OCW Security member hits the gas and the Slam Buss takes off seconds before the mob can reach it.
Easton Alexander - Coerced
Entrant #13 into the OCW Survivor Season 3 Field.
