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Post by BookerShark on Dec 30, 2013 9:11:11 GMT -5
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Quiggleville, PA
January 1, 2014
OOWF World Heavyweight Title Three Way Dance
Matt Folz vs. Ghosthead vs. Christian Carter
OOWF Intercontinental Title Match
Alexis Darling vs. Miranda Williams
OOWF World Tag Team Title Match
Murphy's Law vs. Salvation
PHWF World Heavyweight Title Match
Edra vs. Dillon Walker
Suicide Kings vs. Banned From Everywhere
Alexander Darling vs. Chris Evans
Saints of Sinners vs. Firewoman & Mai Muyo
(Moosehead Jack, LD Williams, Chad Madison, Zane Myers, Danny Taylor and Tommy Wilder have not been medically cleared to compete)
card subject to Mike Perrrrrrrerrrrrrrrrria overturning everything
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Post by BookerShark on Dec 30, 2013 9:11:41 GMT -5
FADE in backstage at New Year’s Evil XI. Stretched out on a gurney in OOWF Medical is The Crusher Stan Fulton. Nearby a doctor is on the phone with someone.
Doc: “Yes, Ms. Rodriguez. He took a severe blow to the head at the end of the match. I know, I heard it backstage here myself. No idea what kind of damage has been done. We’ll keep you informed.”
The doctor hangs up and in walks Ecosystem.
E: “How is he?”
Doc: “He’s unconscious. Other than that I can’t make an diagnosis at this time.”
E: “Hmmm.”
Eco looks at The Joker in the nearby mirror.
J: “He’s been a drag on you for months. I don’t know why you care.”
E: “I care because he’s my partner.”
J: “That can be changed easily enough.”
E: “What are you saying?”
D: (confused) “I’m saying we have to wait until he regains consciousness before we can determine what damage has been done. I’ve scheduled a CT Scan for later tonight to see if there’s any bleeding in the brain. I’m not expecting that, but better to be safe than sorry, right?”
Eco shakes his head as he leaves.
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Dec 30, 2013 9:12:03 GMT -5
We cut backstage and see the newly crowned OOWF World Heavyweight Champion celebrating with his wife.
MF: I'm going to tell you all with a tear in my eye, that other than my wedding day, this is the happiest day of my life. When you walk around calling yourself number one, well the only way to stay number one is to BE number one. And this is the only title in the wrestling world that makes you number one. When you rule the OOWF, you rule the wrestling world.
JF: We're not the kind of people who say we told you so, but....
JF/MF: We told you so!
MF: It's the greatest moment of my career. I want to jump, I want to party. But I gotta tell you like this, for the Ghostheads, for the Firewomans, for the Suicide Kings, for the Darlings... now it's Matt Folz and you must all now pay homage to the man. WOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Matt and Jaime both break out laughing.
MF: Ok, sorry about that, just couldn't resist ripping off my favorite victory speech of all time. Now, I'm sure a lot of you watching this right now are either shocked or pissed off. I don't give a shit. I worked my fucking ass off to get here and I'm not going to apologize for it. And I want to tell our general manager right now: I want to defend this championship EVERY show. No non title matches, no clusterfuck tag matches, anyone who earns a shot gets a shot. I'm not going to be like previous champions who ducked worthy contenders. Ghosthead, Carter, you both get a shot at me next week. Once I win that, if either of you want a one on one shot, you'll get it. Moose, you'll get one. Alexander Darling, you're probably sitting in OOWF chat right now and rolling your eyes. If you want to step up to the plate, feel free. Danny Taylor, once you recover from your injuries, I've previously promised you a title shot and I will be a man of my word. Mai Muyo, I also promised you one, and I look forward to us going out there and putting on a Match of The Year Candidate.
Now, am I ever going to win promo of the year? Am I going to cut great promos like some of the previous OOWF Heavyweight Champions? probably not. But I guaran-fucking-tee that no one is going to outwork me or out wrestle me. I'm going to be World Champion for as long as I feel like it, but I encourage all of you to try and prove me wrong.
The couple start to walk away before Matt turns back to the camera.
MF: Oh....wow. I almost forgot my bestest and closest friend in the whole wide world. Chris, I heard your little speech before your match tonight. I figure it's all but a matter of time before you ask for a title shot, even though you clearly don't deserve one. Don't worry though, I have something special in mind for you.
Matt and Jaime walk away as we...... FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Dec 30, 2013 9:12:23 GMT -5
(Chloe steps out of a room backstage, a look of awe on her face. She steps up to where Stank is waiting.)
Chloe: They're OK, but the doctors won't clear them for a match this week.
Stank: Why do you look so gotdamned awestruck?
Chloe: I can't help it. He takes Texpress to hell and back, hurts himself in the process, and all he wants to know is if I'm OK.
Stank: No doubt he got his bell rung badly.
Chloe: He wanted to know about Mayhem. He smiled when he heard we were teaming. He told us to kick ass. He told me he knows we can do it.
Stank: Damn straight we can do it.
Chloe: (Beaming) He believes in me. I feel so....blessed!
Stank: Yeah, well, what about your sister?
Chloe: Oh, I'm sure she'll do just fine with her new little toy...
(Stank and Chloe walk by another room where the medic is just leaving and we see Edra sitting on an examination table talking on her cell phone.)
Edra: Well tell Lee Henry to tune on online, then. Yeah, I know. NO, you are to stay there on the mountain. I can handle this myself. Ask Fire? Oh hell no. She thinks I owe her for all sorts of stuff. Clio, too. Oh yeah, she thinks if Dad hadn't picked the fight with her we wouldn't have gotten in. Please. No, I think Fire's great, but do I want to align myself with someone as nuts as Moose? I mean, really. Yeah, it's nice seeing Mai again, but I can handle this myself. Har har har. No, I DON'T particularly like riding on a stretcher. They just caught me distracted. Yeah, four on one. Five on one if you count the tinhorn cowboy. Hey, I could handle Chad Madison, I can handle Chad Light. Oh, you think? I KNOW she's behind this. And that's the same outfit she beat me down in when I was in WU. No way in hell is she screwing up this moment for me. I won that championship fair and square, and nothing she can do will ruin the moment for me. (There's a knock at the door) Gotta go, doctor's here. Yeah, I love you too. Later.
(Edra turns to see not the doctor, but Dillon Walker)
Dillon: Evenin', little lady.
Edra: You're not even close, you bloated, self important phony cowpoke.
Dillon: Now, Miss Edra, is that any way to talk to the next PHWF World Champion?
Edra: You've gotten lucky before, Walker. Once when you caught Blackpool off guard, and once when that other Texas hick decided he didn't want to defend this championship and handed it back to you.
Dillon: My, my, Edra, you do know your history.
Edra: Those who don't learn from history are doomed to repeat it. And Walker, you're not repeating this history. Wednesday night, I'm gonna whip your Sugarfoot ass from one end of the arena to the other, then let you find out how delicately this belle can Powerdrive you through the mat.
Dillon: I wouldn't count on that, little missy. Some...unfortunate things can happen to a lonesome stranger around here. You might wanna watch your step.
Edra: And you might wanna get steppin', grifter, before I forget my manners and beat you like a red headed stepchild.
Dillon: Very well, Miss Neal. Until Wednesday.
(Walker tips his hat and walks out as Edra gets off the examination table, flinches, then walks out the door as we fade.)
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Post by BookerShark on Dec 30, 2013 13:50:25 GMT -5
The various people of the Darling Entourage are in the Darling Luxury Suites getting ready to head out to the next city.
FW: I'm just saying New Year's Eve in New Orleans would be awesome.
AD: I don't think we'll have time before the show Wednesday, but I'll see if we can figure it out.
FW: YES!! Won again!
We see that Fire is still playing solitaire on her phone.
MW: How many is that in a row?
FW: I dunno...like 150?
MW: How can anyone win 150 games of computer solitaire in a row?
Miranda takes the phone and looks at it.
AD: Miranda...you are looking at the only person I know who can beat a no-win scenario.
MW: How?
Q: She reprogrammed the application so that every deal was a winnable one.
MW: What?
LD: *in disgust* She cheated.
FW: I changed the conditions of the game.
AD: How did you do that?
FW: Hey you guys sleep on transoceanic flights...I play with app programs. I don't believe in no-win scenarios.
Fire takes her phone back from Miranda.
FW: I don't like to lose.
Fire walks up to the ninja cam.
FW: Remember that, Stank. I don't like to lose.
Fire pushes the camera in its 'face' and it fuzzes out.
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Post by BookerShark on Dec 30, 2013 13:51:12 GMT -5
~~~ Fade into OOWF Medical, brought to you by Tylenol. Bridgette walks in holding a clipboard, signing some forms, while Chad & Zane are getting dressed into street clothes, ready to check out. Both look like complete zombies, each with stitches on their foreheads & cheeks. Zane sporting a clear nose guard (ala Richard Hamilton) & a heavily wrapped knee, while Chad has his left arm in a sling. ~~~
Bridgette: All done. The bus is parked outside and ready.
Zane: Good. When we get to Pennsy..
Bridgette: No. I already told you, you are not cleared to wrestle.
Chad: They released us, right?
Bridgette: Checking out of medical and cleared to compete are two different animals. We're going home.
Zane: Home? like HOME Home?
Bridgette: Non-Stop to San Antonio.
Chad: Wow.
Zane: Why? We should get back with the rest of the tour.
Bridgette: Because you aren't wrestling until the 8th. Period. We're taking a few days off, we can celebrate New Year's Eve on the Riverwalk, stop by the Children's Hospital that next morning, and then we'll join the rest of the OOWF in Iowa after a couple of days.
Zane: But I
Bridgette: It's already done.
Zane: ....
Chad: Sounds good to me. Been a long time since we've been home.
Zane: Fine.
~~~ They head out the door towards the Texpress Express. Chad grabs his phone and makes a call ~~~
Chad: Hey Girl..... Yeah, I'll be alright. Where are you?............... Sounds like fun...... We're heading out. ......... No, Going home for a couple days..... How about you join me in San Antonio for New year's Eve?....... Yeah, I'll have a private plane meet you in Pennsylvania tomorrow morning, and I'll arrange for it to have you back in time for the show......... Fair enough. Let me know, and I'll set it all up.
Zane: Miranda?
Bridgette: She coming?
Chad: She said she'd let me know when they land. Figured she's gonna talk it over with Lisa & Alex
Zane: You sure that's a good idea?
Chad: Why not?
Bridgette: I think it's a great idea. I hope she comes along. She's good for you.
~~~ They board the bus and are on the road to Texas as we fade... ~~~
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Post by BookerShark on Dec 30, 2013 14:32:35 GMT -5
A Bugatti rolls up at the local hospital and parks in a spot in the garage that appears to be reserved for medical folks. Fire and Alex get out. Alex was driving, since it appears all other traffic laws have been observed. They appear to get out mid-argument as they walk through the double doors and head to the elevators.
AD: I didn't say you shouldn't, I just said I don't get it.
FW: You didn't have to come along.
AD: Saints of Sinners running around? Yeah, I'll let you take them on alone.
FW: I can take-
AD: I know, I know, let's just get this over with. I will wait down the hall.
Fire sneers and they get in the elevator.
The doors open and they are up at a floor with rooms. Fire ducks into one as Alex waits down the hall, as promised.
She walks up to Moose's bed.
MHJ: Hey, sis...here to finish the job?
FW: *smirks* We haven't used that line for a while, eh?
MHJ: Yeah...fortunately I'll be fine, soon, and be outta here.
FW: I waited at that bar for you on Christmas Eve....
MHJ: Yeah...sorry 'bout that..."things" got in the way.
FW: Things.
MHJ: Yeah. *He grins* Redheaded things.
FW: *scowling* Right...well, just checking. Glad you didn't die.
She starts to leave.
MHJ: Sorry about your match....just came up a little short, but you know, that's what happens when you start throwing around the R word.
Fire doesn't turn back and just storms out, breezing past Alex.
AD: What?
FW: You were right...I shouldn't have bothered.
Alex looks down the hall toward Moose's room, and appears to contemplate something, but instead turns to follow Fire, barely making it to the elevator doors. Before they slam shut we hear:
FW: I'm driving.
AD: That's a bad idea....
The doors shut as we faaaaaaaaaaade.
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Post by BookerShark on Dec 30, 2013 16:01:33 GMT -5
(Chloe and Stank arrive in Quiggleville at the Quiggleville Town Hall, Lunchateria, and Auto and Tire supply. She walks into her room and sets up her mini-shrine to Moosehead Jack, then plops down on the cot and begins watching OOWF-TV. She watches the promos and she starts looking at her sister's promo. She rewinds it, trying to understand what she's saying. Finally Chloe explodes in rage. She lets out a blood curdling scream, heads out the door and starts pacing the halls looking for something. She spots SFJ 3.14159 and sprints toward her. The young woman tries to run but Chloe catches her quickly. The fury in Chloe's eyes has the young SFJ trembling.)
Stand there, and don't say one goddamned word. You get me?
(SFJ 3.14159 just nods her head as Chloe turns to the camera)
I sit in my room and I see the two of you talk and talk and talk and you don't say anything that makes a single bit of sense. Not. One. Bit.
Dear St Edra, you say Fire thinks she gave us an opportunity, but for what? To be Dad's puppet on a grander stage? Fire, you were the one always railing against mind control after what Eco did to you, but you sat by and watched my dad take all of me away from who I am. You sat back and watched as I became his docile little puppet, and Edra, you are JUST as BAD! My OWN sister! You allowed it to happen! And Fire, I know my history here in the OOWF. I know the truth. Fire, when Ecosystem had you.....when he kept you as his pet......Jack believed you were safe. He believed that Eco had not broken you. He even refused to fight back when you used him as a pin cushion. THAT is sacrifice right there. THAT is devotion! You are just too damned stubborn to see it.
And Edra, you think he's controlling me, nonononono. Edra, you're too stubborn to see it. Jack SAVED me. HE IS THE ONLY ONE WHO HAS EVER BELIEVED IN ME! You, Mom, Dad, NO ONE believed in me...except Jack! Edra, I will NOT let you take him from me. I live for him, and the only way you will take him from me...is to end me.
And Fire......you just don't get it. Jack loves you. Jack has tried......Jack went to hell with you in your best of seven....I know, I was there....not because he hates you, but because he wanted to make you BETTER. (A tear appears in Chloe's eye as she starts trembling in rage) HE SACRIFICED HIMSELF FOR YOU! Just like he has sacrificed himself for me. Do you not see it? You don't. I will show you both. I will show you both why I am the MARTYR. Why I am Jack's Martyr. Why I am the Saint of Sinners. Why I am........Chloe.
(Chloe pauses, brushes back her hair in a nervous fashion and quietly says...)
Trust me.
(....as she walks away and the camera fades.)
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Post by BookerShark on Dec 30, 2013 16:56:03 GMT -5
You see Christian Carter sitting in the locker room, towel around his neck and over his shoulders. He is seething, and you can tell by his demeaner what is on his mind.
CC: 39 seconds...39 seconds for what was rightfully mine yo be gone. What you took from me....no Matthew...what you stole from me took me over half a year to get...you and your pathetic automatic title shot...I should have seen it coming...I did see it...but...but...(rubs his head)...it wasnt just you Matthew, Alexander gave you the assist...You should be kissing Darlings feet for the gift he gave you, while I'll be beating his fucking face in...
You stand there acting proud of your tarnished accomplishment Matthew...the tainted victory that shows your true colors, you know damn well you wouldnt beat me if Darling didnt sucker punch me from behind....so go ahead and celebrate...feel good about yourself Matthew...for it wont last long...I will get back what belongs to me, and I will do it Wednesday...
Carter stands looking at the camera
CC: Wednesday, I kill your career...
Camera fades.....
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Post by BookerShark on Dec 30, 2013 19:17:35 GMT -5
We cut to Matt and Jaime Folz's suite in Belcher, NY. Jaime is watching OOWF TV as Matt comes in. MF: Fucking winter man. Why can't this promotion just rotate between Hawaii, Puerto Rico and the Carribean? JF (laughing): Hon, haven't you lived all your life in the midwest? MF: Yes. JF: Then you should be fairly used to this by now, no? MF: Big difference between "used to" and liking it babe. JF: Fair point. How's Stan doing? MF: No change, but the doctors don't think it's anything life threatening. I left the newspaper clippings about Fraizer's firing on his bedside table, that should make him smile when he wakes up. And I also left him a ticket to Sunday's game.... which unfortunately should REALLY make him smile watching it in person. Who knows though? No one gave us a chance in hell 3 years ago, and there are are a ton of similarities between that season and this season. Anyway, all packed and ready to go to the airport? JF: Yes, but two things before we go. 1st, Mai called and wanted to congratulate you. I told her you'd call her back. MF: That's sweet of her, I'll call her from the plane. What's the second thing? JF: You really need to watch this. Jaime rewinds Carter's promo. Matt watches and then rolls his eyes. MF: Hon? Jaime nods and then hands Matt his OOWF Heavyweight Championship belt. Matt puts it around his waist (No doubt making Firewoman nod in approval) and then looks into the camera. MF: Christian, in the words of Jules Winfield, Please allow me to retort. First of all, "What you rightfully earned"? You hit a guy with brass knuckles when the referee's back was turned. Now, I'm not knocking that, I've won a match or two like that myself. But let's not pretend this was Steamboat/Savage and you put on some epic performance for the ages. And to your claim that you've been working a half a year towards this? I've been working towards this for FOUR and a half years, most of one of which was Moose ducking me at every opportunity, so I don't even want to hear that shit. And yes I did use my automatic title shot, the one I beat the entire roster to earn. It's a shame you were injured at the time and missed that match. Oh wait.... you were in that match weren't you? I remember now, you were pinned clean in the middle of the ring by Alexander Darling right before I eliminated him. So you can stick that excuse up your ass too. I'm going to be completely honest with you, when I won Imperial Onslaught, my intention was never to cash it in in this fashion. My plan all along, believe it or not, was to challenge Ghosthead to a one on one match whenever and wherever I wanted while giving him plenty of advance warning so he could be prepared for it. You know what changed that plan Christian? You did. See, when you joined this company,I didn't really think that much about it. Young kid, pretty decent talent, but not on my radar screen. Then you and your friends got together and formed the Suicide Kings. Decided to try and make your presence felt, make an impact in this company. And in the course of that you decided to make me one of your main targets. Hell, I get that, same thing Evans, Stan, myself and others did in the New Guard. So were you an annoyance and a pain in my ass? Yeah, of course you were, but on some level I understood. But then you fucked up and took it too far. See when you threatened my wife, that's where all my understanding went out the window. That's when my plan changed. As much as this Championship means to me, that wasn't what I was most proud of last night. No, that was ending your first and only..... and make no mistake, it will be your only... Championship reign not even a minute after it started. So am I proud of what I did last night? Do I consider it an accomplishment? You're Goddamn right I do. You get your shot at redemption this Wednesday, and after you fail miserably at that I'll give you a one on one shot. But that dosen't change the basic fact that you can't and you won't beat me for this Championship. You can cut all the promos you want, but you and I both know that I'm right. And as far as you threatening to kill my career? People a thousand times better than you have tried and failed. FADE Read more: natecorbitt.proboards.com/posts/recent#ixzz2p0V0M0mN |
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Post by BookerShark on Dec 31, 2013 9:19:04 GMT -5
Doc: “He’s unconscious. Other than that I can’t make an diagnosis at this time.” E: “Hmmm.” Eco looks at The Joker in the nearby mirror.J: “He’s been a drag on you for months. I don’t know why you care.” E: “I care because he’s my partner.” J: “That can be changed easily enough.” E: “What are you saying?” D: (confused) “I’m saying we have to wait until he regains consciousness before we can determine what damage has been done. I’ve scheduled a CT Scan for later tonight to see if there’s any bleeding in the brain. I’m not expecting that, but better to be safe than sorry, right?”
Eco: “Am I leading a rebellion, that you have come with swords and clubs? Every day I was with you in the temple courts, and you did not lay a hand on me. But this is your hour—when darkness reigns.”Eco climbs onto the bed and strokes Stan's cheek gently. He leans in and gives Stan a small kiss on the cheek before dismounting. The doctor walks in at this moment and appears surprised.Doctor: Erm, Mr. Muyo, I don't think-- Eco: Doctor, please inform OOWF staff that my partner is clear to compete for Wednesday. Doctor: We haven't gotten back the results yet. Eco: Oh, I think I have the results right here. (Eco hands the doctor a form.) A signed document from the President of the hospital informing you that Mr. Fulton is cleared to compete. Don't worry, you're absolved of liability for this decision right there in the text. Now make the call. The doctor gulps as Eco exits.
Joker: So we're dumping him? Eco: Not at all. He'll be ready to compete. Joker: Not a chance. Eco: You're wrong. He's stronger than you think he is. Joker: And if he's not? Eco: Then you're right. And then we have a different plan. FADE |
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Post by BookerShark on Dec 31, 2013 9:19:30 GMT -5
*The Destroyitarium is rocking with a party celebrating the results of New Year's Evil, when DK pulls Daniella aside to show her what happened in Stan Fulton's hospital room. She shrugs*
Dee: If he dies, he dies.
DK: Seriously?
Dee: No, I just always wanted to say that.
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Post by BookerShark on Dec 31, 2013 13:30:53 GMT -5
Firewoman is finishing up a workout and is walking down the hall when she is accosted by an SFJ, the OOWF promo banner, and a ninjacam.
FW: You know, time was, when I was walking out of the gym, blood pumped full of endorphins and adrenaline, you all wouldn't even dare walk up to me like this. I HAVE gotten soft.
SFJ: Would you tell--
FW: Wait...why don't you have a number?
SFJ: You were going to do a whole series of Christmas posts, like you usually do, with a story about how we get more Sexy Female Journalists.
FW: I was?
SFJ: Yes, and every time a bell rings, an SFJ gets a number.
FW: ...that doesn't even rhyme.
SFJ: No, and you didn't do the the thing, so I am numberless!
FW: Oh...uh.....sorry?
SFJ: So you kind of owe me to answer some--
FW: Fine, fine, get on with it.
SFJ: Any comments on your loss to Stank?
FW: Stank got lucky and he knows it. I had him beat, and he knows it.
SFJ: Does this mean you won't go running anymore?
FW: Naw, we're friends. He's like my big brother....er....kinda.
SFJ: Your big brother has said--
FW: No comment on him. Move along.
SFJ: But--
FW: Seriously.
SFJ: *sighs* Fine...I wanted to ask about your protoge--
FW: Miranda is fantastic. I couldn't ask for a better or more talented wrestler for my first trainee. Of course some of that is due to her genetics, she is a lot like LD and--
SFJ: No, no...I mean, great, but I was talking about your OTHER proteges.
FW: Who?
SFJ: Um...Edra? Clio?
Fire looks at her all confused like.
SFJ: Edna? Chloe? Power? Glory?
FW: Wait....those redheads?
SFJ: YES! Here, watch this.
FW: ....
SFJ: Well?
FW: Well what? What would she owe me for?
SFJ: You gave them their first match?
FW: I do a lot of matches....did I win?
SFJ: No...but there's speculation that...wait...you seriously don't remember?
FW: *shrugging and taking a big gulp of Aquafina* You know how many house-show hopefuls I see on a weekly basis? I can't remember them all. Side effect of my screwed up childhood.
SFJ: But...okay, what about this?
FW: Okay...
SFJ: You were actually instrumental in freeing them both, giving them back pay when their father disowned them for a time being....
FW: ....
SFJ: When you were commissioner I think?
FW: .... look, what is your point?
SFJ: My point is you will be meeting both Stank AND Chloe...Clio...whatever....in the ring tomorrow night.
FW: Oh......well, she finally made it, good for her.
SFJ: She's BEEN here! She's your brother's...um.....I'm not sure what she is.
FW: Well, I'm sure we'll put on a hell of a show. Mai and I work well together.
Fire starts giggling.
SFJ: What's so funny?
FW: Poor Stank...all that estrogen in the ring....he gets flustered easily when so many women are around...although...Kilo--
SFJ: Chloe...
FW: Chloe....maybe she's a little light on the estrogen, ifyaknowwhatimean.
Fire starts to walk away.
SFJ: Wait!
FW: WHAT NOW?
SFJ: Um...I...what are you planning to do for New Year's Eve?
FW: I'll tell you what I'm not doing. I'm NOT spending it in the home I finally have.
Fire continues down the hall.
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Post by BookerShark on Dec 31, 2013 16:27:37 GMT -5
Mai Muyo taps the SFJ on the shoulder after Fire makes her exit.
Mai: Is she having one of "those" weeks?
SFJ: She's being difficult and evasive, if that's what you mean.
Mai: Ah well. I love working with her though. (Mai shows the camera her friendship bracelet.) Mind taking down a message for me?
SFJ: Um, sure, of course. (The ninja cameraman redirects to center Mai.)
Mai: Chloe...my dear Chloe...frankly, I'm glad you feel blessed. I'm glad you smile when Moose tosses a smile and a wink your way. And I won't even demean you by speculating on the nature of your relationship.
What you need to realize, Chloe, Clio, is that a life of joy for you...it doesn't have to be purchased with the misery of others. Blood isn't the only thing that makes you warm.
What do you need the branding and burning and chains for, Chloe? To feel powerful? Getting disqualified every other week is no show of power. Done once or twice, it makes a statement; done constantly, it looks like a child's tantrum.
Maybe we've all got it wrong, and that's what Moose wants. A child, a daughter.
You deserve better love than that, Chloe. You deserve better than paternalist love. You deserve the kind of love that accepts you, flaws and all, and yet builds you into a better, more dedicated woman.
Don't feel like listening? In one ear and out the other? I'll give you a final thing to think on: Our World Champion has a World Champion level marriage. And it's not a coincidence.
SFJ: So Mai...do you have anyone-
Mai: That's my private business.
SFJ: That's funny, because a few months ago, you just answered "No."
Mai: (looking down) Oh gee, look at the time, gotta run!
SFJ: You're not wearing a watch.
Mai: Oh wow, look at my wrist, gotta run!
Mai hurries off.
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 1, 2014 8:33:41 GMT -5
It is early morning of January 1. We fade into the San Antonio Condo of Chad Madison. We see him asleep, half covered with a sheet on a very plush couch. There is a knock at the door, the sound of the door opening and yet he does not move. Zane Myers & Bridgette walk in, carrying drive through bags, and 2 coffee cups. Zane nudges Chad with his foot, & gets a muffled groan in return. Zane kicks him harder this time, & Chad’s head pops up.
Chad: Go aw... Huh?
Zane: Get up. We’ need to be at Methodist Children’s Hospital in an hour.
Chad: I know. I have an alarm set.
Bridgette: We thought we’d bring you some doughnuts. And coffee for Miranda and I. Where is she?
Chad: In bed I suppose.
~~~ Zane raises an eyebrow at Chad, but says nothing. Chad stumbles to his feet, wrapping a sheet around his torso and heads down the hallway to his bedroom. He gets to the door and opens it to find Miranda standing there, wrapped in an old Aquafina robe. ~~~
Chad: Hey.
Miranda: Good morning.
Chad: Bridgette brought coffee & breakfast. I’m grabbing a quick shower.
Miranda: I could use some coffee
~~~ She enters the living room and Bridgette hands her a cup. ~~~
Bridgette: There are dounuts & cinnamon raisin muffins in the kitchen.
Miranda: Cimmonum raisin Sassanach muffins?
Bridgette: (laughs) Of course. You two have a good time after we left?
Miranda: Yes. We went to several different parties. I had a lot of fun.
Bridgette: I’m glad shug. You coming with us to the Children’s Hospital?
Miranda: I think so. Not sure what time my plane leaves for Pennsylvania, but I’ll be there as long as I can.
Bridgette: I’m so glad you came down. I think it’s lovely.
Miranda: I had a great time.
Zane: Not too much of a great time I hope?
Miranda: Oh, I’m just tired. I didn’t drink all that much, and Chad didn’t at all. We just stayed up really late.
Zane: Uh huh.
Miranda: Scout’s honor (holds up 2 fingers)
Bridgette: Zane, leave the poor girl alone.
~~~ Chad emerges from his room, clean, shaved and dressed. ~~~
Miranda: My turn
~~~ Miranda gets up, kisses him on the cheek, and heads into the room ~~~
Bridgette: So….
Chad: What? We had a great time.
Bridgette: And you slept out here?
Chad: My momma raised a gentleman.
Zane: Uh huh. You ready for today?
Chad: Always ready for those kids.
Bridgette: When is Miranda’s flight?
Chad: In a couple of hours. I’ll take her to the airport and then catch back up with you.
~~~ Miranda emerges from the bedroom, fully dressed & looking great. Chad smiles & puts his arm around her. ~~~
Zane: Alright. Everyone ready? Let's go kick off the New year right.
~~~ Chad takes Miranda’s hand, Bridgette takes Zane’s and they head for the door as we fade ~~~
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 1, 2014 10:45:23 GMT -5
Press Release from SUNY Hospital in Syracuse NY -
We wish to inform the public that OOWF Wrestler Thomas Wilder left the hospital last night against doctor's orders and without checking out. We cannot release the details of his examination without his permission, but he refused all but the most superficial treatment. After an incident involving wheelchair stunt competitions in the children's ward and body surfing on gurneys in the hallways, we felt it necessary to restrict Mr. Wilder to his room. Sometime that evening, Mr. Wilder left the room via his 5th floor window.
If Mr. Wilder sees this release, we would ask him to return for evaluation and treatment. And please return the ambulance. And the nurse.
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 1, 2014 13:50:39 GMT -5
(Edra comes back to her room after a work out. She flips on OOWF TV and sees the interview with an unnumbered SFJ. She rolls her eyes and grabs her tablet, does some manuevering, and apparently finds what she's looking for. She locates the same unnumbered SFJ and nods before the SFJ starts recording.)
SFJ: I imagine you have words for Dillon Walker prior to your match tonight.
Edra: Nope, I have some words for a certain red-headed woman who used to be the OOWF world champion. Now, I don't know if it's your medications, your concussions, your battles with your brother, or what, but you sure do have a memory like a sieve...in fact, I think you are color blind as well. Now, I keep getting told I should come to you for help in bringing my sister back. Well, that's not happening. First, I don't trust you. You're a Quinn by blood and a Darling by marriage. There's no trusting that. And second, it was about 14 months ago that you dropped a package of money on us and then said we'd owe you a favor. Here, your own words, from October 30, 2012....
Edra: So there. Not doing favors. I want nothing to do with your favors or your games or your brain damage. I just want to get my sister and bring her back,and along the way, have some fun with some toys like the PHWF World Championship. And I can do that all WITHOUT your help.
(Edra starts to walk away, but then turns back)
Edra: Oh, as for your little Estrogen crack? I think there was a night a couple of years ago that you had no problem with our hormones...in fact, if I recall, you had an awful lot of fun. I couldn't say this then because of what Dad had us under with our conditioning, but it was a fun night. And one I never want to relive. Have a nice day, Mrs Darling. And before it gets too late, you might wanna be thinking about birthing those babies before you're...past your prime.
(Edra smiles as she walks away and the camera fades.)
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 2, 2014 10:07:18 GMT -5
FADE in at the Williamsport PA train station. Just getting off the arriving train is one half of the former OOWF World Tag Team Champions, The Crusher Stan Fulton. An SFJ rushes to talk to him.
SFJ: “Mr. Fulton?”
SF: “Yeah?
SFJ: “How are you feeling?
SF: “I’m okay. I think. The doctor’s have cleared me to wrestle tonight. I know the chances of Salvation regaining the Tag Team Championships are zero. No one ever wins a title on a Mayhem.
Kayfabe gets off the train behind Fulton, goes to smack him in the head and realizes that probably would only exacerbate the skull injury and instead kicks him in the shin.
SF: “Kay...”
Kayfabe walks off with an eyeroll.
SFJ: “So about tonight?”
SF: “Eco and I lose. The Murphys continue as Tag Team Champions and Eco blames me. Eventually he’ll blame me for enough losses that he attacks me mid-match and we feud until mid-Summer.”
SFJ: “Uh... umm... What?!”
Fulton pulls out a script.
SF: “Well that’s what this says.”
SFJ: “You’re not supposed to just blurt out the script. Where’s the entertainment in that?”
SF: “What entertainment? This is what humans do. They follow the script put out by their Maker and do what they’re told. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to find a cab to take me to Quiggleville.”
Fulton walks off as the SFJ shakes her head in disbelief as we FADE.
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 2, 2014 10:08:29 GMT -5
Eco comes up behind the last SFJ and picks up the script Stan Fulton left behind.
Eco: What do you think? Too straightforward of a story?
SFJ: I'm sorry, is that actually your script?
Eco: (shrug) Stan Fulton is many things, but he's not a liar. If he says this is our script, it's our script. It's just...it's boring, isn't it?
SFJ: Well, um...I haven't read the details?
Eco: Do you even need to? Like, if I tell you the movie is about the lovable but poor hero stealing the princess away from the mean rich king she never wanted to marry - what's the absolute best that movie can be? The Princess Bride? So at best, you've seen the movie before, and at worst, it's dumber than it could be. And the timeline! This goes on for months? Months of the inevitable?
SFJ: Well, you still don't know who wins.
Eco: You don't. But let's game out two options. Stan wins, the fans are kinda happy, but what does he gain? Is he back to being a lumbering good guy that doesn't much bother anyone, that gets plugged in anywhere when needed and ignored when he's not? A time warp back to 2013? Or let's say I win. Then the fans are unhappy, but maybe they hate me enough that I get to be Bad Guy of the Month against Matt Folz. Talk about a movie we've seen, huh?
No. We can do better than that. I intend to do better than that. If you need me, sweetie, I'll be submitting my edits.
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 2, 2014 10:09:02 GMT -5
MidWeek Mayhem Live! From Quiggleville, PA January 1, 2014 EDRA vs. DILLON WALKERa href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_1hgVcNzvzY&list=SP018BE450221B431B&index=8&feature=plpp_video"]Nickelback's "Rockstar"[/a] brings out “Cowboy” Dillon Walker. He comes out trying to play up to the fans, but most of them are having none of it, including the black clad Saints of Sinners section. Walker just shakes his head at them and heads into the ring. He poses and preens and the crowd boos "I Have the Power" burst from the speakers as an explosion of pink pyro and the sounds of Helloween's "Power brings out the new PHWF World Champion Power with the belt around her waist as a good champion. She stops at the top of the ramp, turns her back on the crowd and flexes and poses. At a peak in the song she runs down the ramp, slides under the ropes and crosses the ring, leaping onto the turnbuckle, unfastening the belt, and holding it high over her head. Power jumps down off the turnbuckle and turns around face to face with Walker. He just smiles and tips an imaginary hat to Power and makes the “Me want belt” sign. Power just shakes her head as she hands the belt to the referee. The referee shows the belt to Walker who takes the belt and holds it up to see his reflection in the plates. Power grabs the belt back from Walker and hands it back to the referee. The referee holds it up to all the sides of the ring, then hands it to the timekeeper who rings the bell. Power and Walker lock up in the middle of the ring, and Power backs Walker into the ropes. Power goes to make a clean break and Walker pats Power on the cheek. Power rubs her cheek and moves back in to lock up again with Walker. Power again backs Walker into the ropes, and before she moves to break Walker reaches around and grabs her hair, flipping Power onto the ropes and pats her on the cheek again. Power is steaming as she locks up again with Walker, and Walker backs her into the corner. Walker starts again to pat Power on the cheek but she lets go with fists and chops to push Walker back. She throws Walker into the ropes and comes up with a Powerslam! Power covers for just a one count. Power jumps on top of Walker and begins pounding away on Walker. She picks up Walker and throws him into the ropes and goes for a dropkick but Walker grabs the ropes and Power crashes. Walker begins attacking the legs and lower back of Power with a variety of strikes and knee drops into the thighs. Walker smiles as he grabs Power's legs and locks in the Pick Lock! Power tries to force Walker off, but Walker is close enough to the ropes to use them as leverage to keep the lock in place. Power pushes up to try to force the break and is finally getting enough leverage when Walker is blatant in grabbing the ropes and the referee forces the break. Walker resumes pounding on Power who begins rallying to her knees. Walker picks up Power and locks on a front facelock to try to pick Power up for a suplex, but Power blocks it and gets Walker up for a vertical Suplex. Anger blazes in Power's eyes as she grabs Walker by the heat and driving knees into his face, backs him into the ropes and throws him across the ring...Powerslam! She holds her back but pumps her fist and the crowd begins cheering. Power bounces in the corner, waiting for Walker to get to his feet. He gets up, she charges him....SPEAR! Power drags Walker by the legs into the middle of the ring...MUTA LOCK! But before Walker can tap out here comes Regulator Prime and the Draculs who attack the vulnerable Power as the referee calls for the bell. Regulator Prime launches the referee over the top rope and the foursome continues to attack. Power tries to battle back but the odds are against her as Radu and Vlad hit her with a double DDT. Regulator Prime and Tavian pick up Chloe and in tandem whip her into the ropes and hit a Double Clothesline, with Radu and Vlad dropping knees to her from the second turnbuckle. Prime directs Radu and Vlad to pull down the top rope, and Prime and Tavian fling Power over the top rope and into the barricade. Tavian runs to the Portuguese announce table and runs off the announcers and clears a path for Regulator Prime to drag Power over. She picks her up for a powerbomb, and Radu and Vlad help to put Power totally through the announce table. Finally security comes down to break up the confrontation and Prime and the Draculs run out through the crowd. The referee finally makes it to the announce tabe Winner by DQ in 17:43 and still PHWF World Champion – PowerPower slowly makes her way to her feet, and pushes back the security and grabs the belt and holds it up to the cheers of the crowd. She slowly walks up the ramp, pushing back all attempts to help her. We hear her yell, "She's not getting at me this easily" as she makes it to the back. SUICIDE KINGS vs. BANNED FROM EVERYWHEREthe Kings win by cheating, pinning Justin Sane. WINNERS in 12:02 - Suicide Kings STANK & CHLOE vs. FIREWOMAN & MAI MUYOThe Saints get the win after copious amounts of cheating when Stank pins Fire WINNERS in 18:52 - The Saints of Sinners ALEXANDER DARLING vs. CHRIS EVANSAlex wins when Danny Taylor comes down and keeps Chris from cheating. Alex wins via a roll up. After the match, Evans attacks both Danny and Alex with a chair and leaves them lying WINNER by DQ in 14:01 - Alexander Darling MURPHYS LAW vs. SALVATION - OOWF World Tag Team Title Matchthe Murphys retain when Stan and Eco begin arguing, Eco leaves the ring and the Murphys hit the TOTAL ELIMINATION on Stan for the win WINNERS in 15:33 - Murphy's Law ALEXIS DARLING vs. MIRANDA WILLIAMS - OOWF Intercontinental Title matchBack and forth match, Miranda shows a world or potential getting several near falls. In the end, Alexis wins with the Darling Finish, then rolls out of the ring and heads to the back without shaking hands. WINNER in 19:31 - Alexis Darling MATT FOLZ vs. CHRISTIAN CARTER vs. GHOSTHEAD - OOWF World Heavyweight Title MatchFolz retains the title after Carter hits Ghost with brass knuckles, but Folz dumps Carter out of the ring and steals the pin. WINNER in 44:18 - Matt Folz |
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