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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 9:52:07 GMT -5
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Frankenstein, Missouri
March 26, 2014
OOWF Intercontinental Title Match
Mai Muyo vs. Tommy Wilder
OOWF Onslaught Championship Match
Ecosystem vs. Stank
Alexander Darling & Firewoman vs. Danny Taylor & Miranda Williams
Suicide Kings vs. Matt Folz, Ghosthead &Murphy’s Law
Saints of Sinners vs. Texpress & Banned From Everywhere
Power vs. Chris Evans
Card subject to village mobs
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 9:52:22 GMT -5
Mai Muyo limps backstage after her long match with LD Williams. She's got her championship still in hand, and stumbles upon Ecosystem sitting in a chair with his championship, being looked at by trainers.
The two jump to hug each other. They stop and pause as they do so.
Mai: I, um...this doesn't change...you lost a lot of blood out there, and I wanted to make sure you were...
Eco: Right...you had a really tough match, and I wanted to say, you know, good defense...
Mai: Well, Tommy...hey, great job with...
Eco: Thanks...
Pause. Mai lets go. Eco lets go.
Mai: I'll...see you around.
Eco: Mai?
Mai: Yeah?
Eco raises his Onslaught Championship and points to her Intercontinental Championship.
Eco: This is pretty fucking cool.
Mai: It is.
The two hug properly this time, Eco messes with her hair brother-style, and she exits. Eco sits back down as the trainer looks at him incredulously.
Trainer: How hard did you two get hit in the head out there?
Eco: Less bitching, more stitching, please.
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 9:52:35 GMT -5
We see Mai continuing on down the hallway when she comes across Matt and Jaime also leaving the arena.
JF (Smiling): Hey champ.
MM: Hi there. How are you two?
JF: Good, thanks.
MF: You just went 35 plus minutes with one of the best wrestlers in history and came out on top, you should feel DAMN proud. Congratulations.
MM: Thank you Matt.
JF: We were just going to grab a late dinner. Want to join us, celebrate your victory?
MM: I appreciate the offer, but I'm just really sore. Just want to go back to the hotel and lie down. Thank you though.
MF: Having wrestled LD myself many, many times I understand exactly what you're feeling.
JF: We're on for tomorrow though, right?
MM: Once we get to Frankenstein?
JF: Yeah.
MM: I'll be there.
JF: Awesome. Goodnight Mai.
MM: Goodnight Jaime. Goodnight Matt.
MF: Goodnight Mai. Oh, one more thing. Tell your brother that I underestimated him. I didn't think he had a chance to win that belt tonight, he impressed the hell out of me.
Mai nods.
MM: I will. Take care you two.
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 9:53:40 GMT -5
Meanwhile in the next room over, Fire is getting her ribs attended to.
Trainer: You know if you don't take a break--
FW: Yeah yeah, blah blah blah....
Trainer: You....you aren't going to hurt me, are you?
FW: That depends. Are you going to touch me?
Trainer: Um...but I have to...um....
FW: Look, just don't try to restrain me and I promise, I will be fine. And no needles.
Trainer: N-n-no ma'am.
The trainer checks on her ribs. Fire flinches and LOOKS like she wants to kill, but somehow manages to restrain herself. Eco peeks his head in.
Eco: Everyone decent?
FW: Like you care?
Eco: I can still respect your modesty...
Trainer: Just finishing up Mr. Muyo.
Eco comes in with his new belt over his shoulder. Fire fixates instantly on it.
Eco: How ya doin'....Ribs okay?
FW: They'll heal. Nice stitches.
Eco: Yeah!!! Worth it though...So...whaddaya say, Fire....You want a shot? I'll give ya one!
Fire smirks at him as the trainer finishes, and she pulls a tshirt on.
FW: If....IF Stank doesn't win that back and then beat you within an inch of your life, then sure. I will definitely be first in line to take that away from you.
Eco: Excellent! I look forward to it. See? We can do this! This friendship thing.
FW:....right.
Fire gets off the gurney and immediately pushes Ecosystem into a chair, and sits on his lap, straddling him.
Eco: Uh...Fire...this isn't...I'm not exactly your type and--
FW: SHhhhhhh....if you ever...EVER....kidnap me again--
Eco: It was a charity--
FW: Ever again.....I will make you bleed through every pore. Got it?
Eco: Oh, I got it. *smirking*
Fire appears to be displeased that Ecosystem is smirking at her, and so she deftly reaches up to his forehead, and somehow manages to undo the knot securing his stitches and with one move completely removes them all at once, pulling them through the holes in his skin. Eco inhales sharply at the pain and merely smiles, while Fire puts the sutures in her mouth and then pulls it out, clean of blood. She smirks Quinn-style, and then removes herself from his lap and leaves the room. Eco sits there a moment, blood oozing down his face, and then calls out.
Eco: Trainer! I'm going to need some more stitches.....
Fade.
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 9:53:58 GMT -5
(Power is in medical accompanied by Sunny and the bodyguards. Power is still somewhat out of it while Sunny is right out pissed.)
Sunny: I TOLD you to let us come down with you. But NO, Tommy and Alexis won't be a problem. Chloe won't interfere.
Power: Sunny...
Sunny: And what happens, you get thrown out of the ring and Chloe nails you in the gut and then knocks you out with a steel pipe.
Power: Lead pipe.
Sunny: What's the difference? They both hurt!
Power: You don't want to know. It still hurts a lot. And where did you get the others?
Sunny: The others?
Power: Yeah, you've got six bodyguards now. Come to think of it, where did two more of you come from?
Sunny: Wonderful. Hey, medic, get me my client's paperwork. We're leaving.
Power: Leaving?
Sunny: Yes, you've got a thing set for when you get to Misery...I mean Missouri.
Power: HA! Dad always called it Misery. Hey Sunny? Can you make the room stop spinning?
Sunny: When we get on the road you'll feel better.
(The medic comes up with the paperwork, Sunny signs it, and a wheelchair is brought up.)
Sunny: Climb in, sweet cheeks.
(Power makes it into the chair with the help of the bodyguards and Sunny rolls her off as the camera fades to the Saints of Sinners locker room where Chloe is behind the bar preparing drinks for the rest of the group. She takes a tray with beer and shotglasses to the assembled Saints.)
Chloe: Gentlemen, to a much better outcome this week. Except for beating the hell out of my sister.
Moose: Beating the hell out of your sister is a good thing.
(The assembled raise their drinks and down them as we fade.)
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 9:54:12 GMT -5
*Outside medical*
Alexander is waiting for Fire to finish getting checked out and he's basically eavesdropping on the conversation between Eco & Fire. As Fire exits the room, she notices Alex watching.
Fire: Enjoy the show?
Alex: Sure. Watching Eco try to weasel his way into your life is so entertaining. And watching you mess with him is somewhat interesting. Speaking of...you still have his blood on your lips.
Fire wipes her mouth. The two then start to walk towards their locker room.
Fire: How are you feeling?
Alex: Sore. Danny's a tough hombre. I think I'll get him ready to deal with Moose again when the time comes?
Fire: Look, you know I like Danny as much as I can like anyone. And it's great what you are doing for him. But?
Alex: But what?
Fire: You can't ignore your own things and stuff. I still don't think Lexie...
Alex: Let's not talk about that Fire. Whatever choice Lexie made has been made. And I'm not just doing this for Danny.
Fire: Then why? You should be focusing on getting what you want?
Alex: And if I could get my hands on Carter, don't you think I would? Whatever is going on, I can't touch him until this best of 5 series is done. If Christian wants to hide behind my sister, I can't do anything about that.
Fire: *looks at Alex* There is something...
Alex: THAT is not an option. I've been really close to hurting Alexis before and I promised it would never ever happen again. If Carter wants to be a paper champion, that's what he will be. When the time comes, I will get what is mine.
Fire: Are you sure you're not just avoiding dealing with the bigger situation as you see it?
Alex: I don't think so. The time will come and once again I'll show Carter why he's just a pale imitation. It's funny. He wants to be the big dog around here. He wants people to consider his buddies to be the Kings, but they'll never be nothing more than second fiddles in a company where they have to be looked at as pale imitators to those that have come before. Hell, everyone knows that the baddest dogs in the yard right now are the Saints. Carter and his Kings are just placeholders. If he wanted to show the world something, he'd cement his legacy by going after the true legends and showing just how bad he is.
Fire: Are you trying to instigate another war?
Alex: Nope. Just speaking fact. Carter will never be the big dog with guys like Stank & LD around. And the Kings will always be second best with the Saints causing chaos.
Fire: And where do we fit in this world you've created?
Alex: Wherever we want...wanna know why?
Fire: Let me guess...because we're Darlings and well, they're just not.
Alex: And that totally sparkles with me.
*Fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 9:54:31 GMT -5
We see Matt Folz running, getting an early morning workout in before pausing to watch a beautiful sunrise. Folz smiles and turns to the ninja cam.
MF: Figured I'd better get a workout in before I eat my entire body weight in pizza, wings and other various junk food starting in a few hours. Stan, I'm not sure if you've arrived here yet, but I have sent a text to your phone letting you know where to join me if you wish.
As a sports fan, today is absolutely one of my favorite days of the year. But the greatest day of my professional career is a mere 10 days away. March 30th, Yazoo Mississippi, OOWF Madness 9, live on Pay per View and the OOWF Network. Matt Folz against Christian Carter for the most prestigious championship in this industry. No weapons, no run ins. And no chance in hell that you beat me Christian. Because in a pure WRESTLING match, with no fucking sledgehammer to take to my knees, you quite frankly aren't even in my league.
I don't say this to insult you, even as much as I dislike you. No, I say this because it's a FACT. I am the best technical wrestler in the world today. No one in the world can beat me in a submissions match when all things are fair. That's why I wanted this match in a cage, because without your lackeys running in, you've got nothing. The only question is: Which mentor do I pay homage to in order to win the title? Do I put you in the Ankle Lock or the Folzmission? I have ten days to decide. And you have 10 days left as champion, so I'd suggest you live it up. Go out, have a good time, enjoy yourself. Because once you get to Yazoo and that cage door locks, YOU ARE MINE. Enjoy your last days as champion Christian.
Folz starts running again as we...... FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 9:55:18 GMT -5
b]*Stank is-[/b]
Stank - Walking the halls of the OOWF, blah, blah, blah! I got it from here Voiceover Guy. Congratulations Juni. You showed up. Extra motivated, extra disrespectful, spitting in my face, trying to choke me out with my own move, you got it done so congrats on becoming the new Onslaught champion. Now like Wade Barrett I got some BAD news...
Our last match I only made you bleed... the next one... I will make you suffer.
You spit in MY face? I suggest you find God again because HE is the ONLY one who has a chance of stopping me from breaking every fucking bone in your body.
Keep the title. You got your pound of flesh. Next time..? I get your ass!
*Uh... He might like that.*
Stank - I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT!... ... SHUT UP VOICEOVER GUY!
*... uh...*
Stank - I said shut the fuck up! Cut to commercial!
*Fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 9:55:42 GMT -5
We cut to the finest restaurant in Frankenstein and see Jaime, Mai, Miranda and Bridgette sitting around a large table.
JF: Thanks for coming girls.
MM: Of course. This is a nice place.
JF: All I care about is that it doesn't have a television, and it serves something OTHER than Chicken Wings, Pizza, Brats, Pretzels and Honey Barbecue Fritos.
B: I take it your beau is a little busy huh shug?
JF: If by busy you mean doing nothing but eating junk food and watching basketball all day, then yes he's extremely busy. Chad and Zane?
B: They're from Texas, so football is more their thing. But they have checked in on scores and to see how their doing in their pool.
JF: I swear I could go to Matt, stand in front of the screen completely naked, offer to let him do whatever he wanted to me and all he'd say is "Uh, hon, not to be rude, but you're in the way. Oh, and while you're up, could you grab me another soda, thanks"
MM: I'm sure that's an exaggeration.
JF: Slightly. To his credit he does realize he's obsessed and did apologize to me for it. It's just who he is. The worst part though: Not that I expected him to win, but I thought he'd get through one freaking game before being out of the running for the Billion dollars.
MW: I don't understand this culture's obsession with sports. I mean I thought it was bad in Columbia with the obsession with Football, but this is nuts.
JF: Let's clarify that what you're talking about is soccer, not actual football.
Mai laughs.
JF: What?
MM: You sounded exactly like Matt there.
JF: Well he is my husband, and he's not wrong all the time.
B: Changing the subject, besides his obsession with sports, how are you two doing?
JF: Great.
MW: So he's forgiven you for...
JF: Costing him the title? Yes. 2 days after that match he left a dozen roses on my pillow with a note "These don't even compare to your beauty, I don't want to fight with you and can't wait to spend the next 60 years together"
MW: Aw, that's sooooooo.....
Miranda pauses.
JF (Laughing): Go ahead, say it.
MW: Romantic.
JF: He does occasionally have his moments.
The conversation continues as Firewoman comes in and somewhat reluctantly sits down.
FW: Someone want to tell me what in God's name I'm doing here?
B: Oh come on shug, it's not that bad.
Fire sits as Daniella Murphy, Martha Rodriguez, Power, Ellie May and every other female in the company other than Alexis and Chloe (For obvious reasons) come and join the group at the table.
JF: Thanks for coming everyone. I know you're wondering why I organized this. It's just that I thought, and Mai agrees, that we could all use this. Just once a week, get together as a group, have a nice meal and talk about any and everything other than wrestling. Just kind of a nice break from the monotony of the road, you know? And we can rotate it around, I'll pay for everything this week, Mai the next, and so on... what do you think?
There are quick signs of approval from the group, with one exception. Everyone turns and looks at Fire with smiles.
FW: What?
MM: Come on, it'll be fun.
FW: Oh Good Gods.... ok, fine, sure. Whatever.
Jaime smiles and calls for a waiter as we...... FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 9:56:28 GMT -5
Fire: I am absolutely not doing a girls' night out every week.
MM: That's fine, we can just bring it to where you are!
Fire: How will you know where I am?
Martha points up at Stan Fulton's drone-cameras.
Fire: And WHY do you allow him to use those?
MR: Well, they are awfully convenient when people are being difficult...
Mai: (leaning over to Power) Should I just let Martha take the heat for this and not tell Fire about the tracer I put on her car?
Power: You put a tracer on her car too? I thought I was special.
Mai: You are! It's just you, Fire, and Chris Evans!
Power: WHY Chris Evans?
Mai: (blushing) Er...never mind.
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 9:57:08 GMT -5
*Despite the latest chain of events, Jose Reyna sits in a throne in front of a fire, in the woods. He flashes a diabolic grin in the the darkness.
He wears a slick grey suit, covered in blood, with a broken crown on the top of his head. His long hair, covering the emotion in his eyes. A tattered and torn Amazing Jos mask is seen hangin off the throne*
Jose: To every end, there is a new beginning. My new beginning started the moment I joined the Suicide Kings and stopped limiting myself to just being "Amazing".
No longer did I care about comradery within the locker room and entertaining the ungrateful fans of OOWF. I refused to be a yes man to managment and started doing what needed to be done, without their help.
My new beginning was built on the foundation of taking what was rightfully yours and becoming the dominating fist that rules all.
A do it yourself kind of theory, with very effective results.
Fools think that an end of an era has occured and a new beginning has started, merely because the Suicide Kings lost the tag titles to Banned from Everywhere.
The only era that has ended is the era of the Suicide Kings treading lightly. What has begun is the most violent and dominating run the Suicide Kings have ever had in OOWF!
After beating down the tag champs this week, we plan to break some necks and cash some checks next week.
Matt Foltz, Goathead, Murphy's Flaw, the Suicide Kings have already made you four our stool bitches time and time again. I personally have no problem doing it again, except this time I plan on making all of four of you bow and lick my boots like a dog.
This is not the end of the Suicide Kings reign in the tag division, this is merely the beginning of the next chapter.
*moves a piece of his hair to wink at the camera*
Bitcheeeeeeeeez!
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 9:57:12 GMT -5
(Scheme Gene is in front of the old school interview banner as Power, Sunny, and the Bodyguards approach him)
SG: My guest at this time is a former OOWF Tag Team Champion, former PHWF World Champion, and one of the strongest women in the OOWF if not the world today, Edra Cox, Power, come on in here.
Power: Look at her, Gene. One of the most beautiful women out of the Middle East you'll ever see. I train hard to get this near perfect physique, but this woman, right here, Gene, is Mother Nature's finest. (Sunny slaps her on the arm) Sweetheart, it's true. You have the beauty and the brains that no one else in this business has. It's all natural. And you're all mine.
SG: Be that as it may, Power, you are in one-on-one action this week against a former OOWF World Champion, Intercontinental Champion, Onslaught Champion, Chris Evans...
Power: And he'll never be a Grand Slam Champion. Wanna know why, Gene?
SG: I'll bite, why, Power?
Power: Because he can't coexist with any other wrestler in the business. Evans thinks he's better than everyone. Truth being, Gene, he's a legend in his own mind. And I'm surprised that mind still works after what happened to him in Alaska.
SG: You mean when he beat your sister...
Power: No, Gene, when I got her disqualified for beating up Evans during the Invitational. HEY, you jerks in the truck, roll the footage...
Power: You see, Evans, that night you got served, and amazingly, you haven't shown your face lately. But you did show your ass against a good friend of mine, Miranda. I've got a lot of respect for her, tall, fast, strong, and a natural talent. But what do you do? You show your ass, jump her from behind, make her look foolish. Well, guess what? That ain't happening this week, Cubby. You're not pushing around a 190 pound woman. I'm 5-11, 250 pounds of solid muscle, Cubby. I'm strong, I'm fast, and I'm just flat Better. Than. You. Cubby McTootsalot, let's dance.
SG: Speaking of your sister, Chloe, she cost you an Intercontinental Championship shot last week when...
Power: You know what, Gene? My psycho sibling is getting to be a total pain in my ass again. Fortunately my manager and domestic partner here has arranged a couple of surprises for Chloe. These two rather large gentlemen are trained in several different martial arts and can disable a person with just one move. Gentlemen, would you care to show Gene your work?
SG: THAT...that won't be necessary, Power.
Power: (Getting in Gene's face) They're here primarily to keep Chloe and the Saints away from Sunny. We might get beat down, but but between the four of us, we'll get in some solid licks before we go down. (Turning back to the camera) You can't end me Chloe. Bats, lead pipes, hammers, cheese graters, AK=47s, small thermonuclear devices. Take your best shot, bitch. You can slow me down but you can't stop me. Power will ALWAYS, ALWAYS, be better than Glory...Every. Damned. Time. Bet on it.
SG: OH MY, Power with some serious words for her sisters and the Saints of Sinners. (Looks at the bodyguards) What a pair to draw to...I've seen better heads on beers...as Power takes on Chris Evans Wednesday night at Mayhem. Folks, we'll be right back!
(Power and entourage walk off the set as we fade)
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 9:57:42 GMT -5
Fire comes running in late the next day for her therapy-ordered coffee session with Moose, who is waiting.
FW: Sorry, I'm late...photo shoot for the poster--
MHJ: I figured you were still having your tea party.
FW: Look, just...shut up about that. I'm not doing it every week.
MHJ: *chuckling* Yes you will...
Fire gets herself her coffee and sits down.
MHJ: So, here we are....
FW: Yeah...you know...ugh, I hate this.
MHJ: Coffee?
FW: No....what I have to say....you were right.
MHJ: Wait.....I can't ... I don't think I heard that quite right....can you say it again?
FW: I said...you were right...
MHJ: Hmmm...nope...one more time...
FW: I will flip this table over--
MHJ: Okay, fine, fine...Although I have been right about many MANY things, so you're going to have to be way way waaaaaaaaaay more specific. Unless it's about everything, to which I say, it's about time.
FW: Funny. I meant about ... me being just...directionless lately. I mean, Stank and I had our thing, and I beat him, and that was fine...but since then...just....I don't know. I just need to find ... I'll find it again though.
MHJ: well, you better.
FW: I will...my waist needs some gold around it, and you were right, it's been far too long.
MHJ: Sweet...that's two!
FW: *eyeroll* Um...there's something else.
MHJ: That I was right about? This is a banner day for the Quinns.
FW: Can you not? This is hard enough.
MHJ: Fine, fine....
FW: So....Dr. Freedman and I have been working on a lot of stuff, most of it pre-Trinity...
MHJ: Pre?
FW: Yeah....Trinity stuff is going to be...well, not easy...
MHJ: No kidding...especially with Juni continuing to screw around with you. I don't trust him, Fire. And you shouldn't either.
FW: I don't...exactly....
MHJ: I know you think you can handle anything, and most of the time I would agree with you, but this is different. You're little trick in medical was cute, but--
FW: Moose.....are you being brotherly?
MHJ: Yes, dammit I am. I don't trust him, and you shouldn't take anything he says at face value. You're playing a very dangerous game with him and your sanity and...
Moose stops because he sees Fire leaning back in her chair, arms crossed, smirking at him. He just shakes his head and laughs.
MHJ: Why waste my breath, as usual, you will do whatever you damn well please. Just, this time...if you get into trouble...Junichiro Muyo won't live long enough to wish I'd kill him quicker.
FW: Moose, I believe that's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me. But that's not what I'm talking about.
MHJ: What then?
FW: It's that....well....you were right about....me and Alex.
MHJ: Wait...what?
FW: At first....well, not quite at first....look, you kicked me out--
MHJ: Oh, I did not--
FW: I beg to differ.
Fire pulls our her tablet and pushes a few things, and shows video from The OOWF Network
MHJ: Fire, I did not mean--
FW: Well, now...I mean, I know that now. But at the time...Moose you were so mad at me...
MHJ: I was understandably upset considering at the time we were all feuding with Alex and you go and marry him, and appeared to not be too terribly upset with the delayed annulments.
FW: Right well, so...it was later after that--
Fire skips ahead on that show.
MHJ: Touching....excuse me while I gag.
FW: I decided, soon after that...that I would stay married to Alex just to piss you off.
MHJ: You....
FW: In fact, right after that was the first time we actually--
MHJ: Stop. Please.
Moose's face turns an impossible shade of red, and then after a few tense minutes pass, Moose again chuckles.
MHJ: Well, again...typical Fire.
FW: You're not mad?
MHJ: I'm just done being mad. And I didn't kick you out, in fact we had a lovely conversation later that week where we aired things out.
FW: We did...
MHJ: And I believe you stabbed me in the hand.
Moose holds up his hand showing the scar.
FW: Ah, good times....
MHJ: You know, other than your stubbornness, they were.
FW: Yeah.
They fall silent again.
FW: I'm sorry....
MHJ: What for?
FW: I couldn't put my issues with Poe behind me. I tried...
MHJ: Heh...you lasted longer than Stank thought you would.
FW: I did?
MHJ: Yeah, we had a pool going.
FW: Who won?
MHJ: I think LD did.
FW: Figures...
MHJ: Besides, Poe's the one that brought in the tasers and the cattle prods.
FW: True...you know, while I was looking for those clips, I got to thinking. I think I might have been tased the most out of anyone in the OOWF recent history.
MHJ: And well-deserved most of the time.
FW: Probably.
A slightly less uncomfortable silence.
FW: So....not mad?
MHJ: *batistalaugh* No, you just told me you were only married to Alex to piss me off.
FW: At first....
MHJ: Oh...right...well, then we're back at that impasse.
FW: He really has been good for me, Moose. I wish you could see that.
MHJ: Maybe someday Fire, but not today.
FW: I'll take it.
MHJ: Well, this has been fun. What's your plan for winning another championship?
FW: See what happens with Ecosystem and Stank, and then beat the crap out of whoever survives that.
MHJ: Hrm....why wait. There's another belt you could go after whenever you want it.
FW: ....
MHJ: ....
FW: I gotta go...time to lift.
MHJ: But I was right THREE TIMES!!! I'M ON A ROLL!!
Fire makes a speedy exit, leaving Moose to ponder that.
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 9:58:22 GMT -5
<we cut to a seedy bar where the Saints are all sitting having a drink. Chloe and LD are talking about something while Stan is trying to give Moose some stock tips, but Moose isn't really listening, instead he is eyeing Stank, who is sitting there staring into space with a snarl on his face. As the rest of the Saints notice Moose looking at Stank, they stop their conversations and look at him as well. Finally Stank snaps back to reality and notices them> MHJ: He disrespected you, and the rest of the Saints Sta: <after a long pause> You know Jack.....I don't know whether to strangle the fucking life out of him, or thank him Chloe: Thank him? Sta: I loved being the Onslaught champion. I had a point to prove, and I proved it. Now, I know I can step into that division and win the title whenever I put my mind to it......but on the other hand.....that title was holding me back a bit. Playing by the onslaught rules is a challenge.....but not having that hanging over my head when I face Eco this week......I am going to hurt him MHJ: You say the word big man, and Juni is a greasy spot in the parking lot SF: Don't underestimate Juni......he is twisted LD: Hi Stan, have you met us? <they all share a laugh at this> seriously, Eco is a sick individual, but we are five sick individuals, no matter how twisted you may be, those odds are not in your favor Chloe: What if Fire wants to save him? <everyone looks at Chloe, then to Moose for a response, Moose smirks then takes a shot of whiskey and slams the glass on the table> MHJ: Decisions have consequences LD: <shaking his head> Oh no.....not another war with Fire..... MHJ: Nope, I am not interested in fighting Fire right now.....but, if she decides to stand by Juni against us, what choice would we have? Juni disrespected Stank, and us, and for that, he will pay Sta: That fucker is going to pay this week. I promise you that Chloe: Trust you? Sta: <smirking> not if your life depended on it <they all laugh and pour another round as we fade to black> |
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 9:58:55 GMT -5
The Saints promo goes static suddenly on the fade. It suddenly transitions into weird images.
   Ecosystem removes a paper mask from over his face and holds up the remote he stole from Stan.
Eco: Doesn't take much work to shift from interrupting a feed with static to introducing a new feed. I'd be happy to show it to you sometime soon, Stan. Now, you boys want to threaten me. With a snap of your fingers, you're going to make me a grease stain in the parking lot. You'll excuse me if I'm not quivering in my boots. See, you call me twisted, but I'm more than a twister. I'm the tornado bearing down on the Wicked Witch of the East, and the munchkins stand ready to dance on her grave. You call me sick, but I'm more than the flu. I'm the cancer that turns your cells against you. You claim I'm going to pay, but I'm more than a mere debtor. I am the state, or better yet, I am the monopoly of violence. You want to talk about respect? I've stopped caring about respect a while ago. The Saints, the Kings, the Goody-Too-Shoes, I've burned the bridges while they poured on the gasoline. But I know that's not your game. Stan wants to be respected. It's gone from middle-child syndrome to a full-blown addiction, and you're handing him the needle, telling him you'll make the pain go away. And goodness knows, Stank wants to be respected, because his foolish pride is ALLLLLL that keeps him going. Broke-ass with two broken knees, a forty year old man scrapping as best he can. So scrap like dogs, all of you. My name is Junichiro Muyo. I am your Onslaught Champion. And you have nothing to threaten me with. 
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 9:59:13 GMT -5
(The feed cuts back to the seedy bar. Moose shakes his head, Stank and Stan Fulton look angry. LD just looks for another Molson. Chloe is enraged as she jumps up and heads for the door.)
Chloe: Oh FUCK no. That little fucker...
Moose: Settle down, Chloe.
Chloe: (Walking back toward Moose) No, Jack, this requires a measured, reasonable response.
Stank: Like kicking the shit out of him.
Chloe: That's for another time. I'll see you later.
Moose: Chloe, don't...
Chloe: Jack...trust me, OK?
(Moose and Chloe's eyes lock. Finally Moose just nods his head and Chloe runs out the door.)
LD: What's she gonna do?
Moose: I suspect we'll find out soon enough.
(Soon enough turns out to be two hours later as PHWF Friday Throwdown originates from nearby Bland, Missouri. The opening event is a ten man battle royale featuring mostly local talent and a few PHWF wrestlers. As the referee rings the bell music emerges from the speakers and out comes The Draculs wielding billy clubs and Chloe wielding her Barbed Wire Branding Iron. In scant moments the ring has been cleared of everyone except Chloe, the Draculs, and one poor unfortunate local jobber who didn't make it out of the ring, who is on his face and Chloe has a foot on his back. Tavian grabs the microphone from the announcer and hands it to Chloe.)
Don't get too upset, Nate. After all, this is better than watching these goofs flop around the ring like dead fish. Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to the Black Hand, the associates of the Saints of Sinners, and I, I am Chloe. I am the Martyr, the enforcer, the troubleshooter of the Saints of Sinners. And we are here to warn you that there is Trouble...right here in Bland City! With a capital T and that rhymes with E, and it stands for....Ecosystem.
(The Crowd boos...)
Juni, Juni, Juni, Juni....you just don't seem to learn. Messing with the Saints of Sinners is a no-win proposition for you. How's that knee, Juni? You run your mouth and make enemies at every turn. Whatcha gonna do, Juni? Another armed takeover? You've got the Saints mad at you, the Kings mad at you, my sister and the other white hats are mad at you....exactly who have you got on your side, Juni? As my sister found out, this is a very bad place to be a loner. You can sit there and bad mouth your last partner all you want. You can bad mouth Stank all you want. In the final analysis they can destroy you seventeen ways til Sunday.
You think you're Cancer Juni? Say hello to Chemotherapy. We'll cure the disease, but probably kill you in the process. You're just like Owen Hart, that stinky little nugget that refuses to be flushed. I'm the Roto-Rooter man....and away goes troubles down the drain. Shut up and back up, Juni. I know you like the taste of flesh, Juni. Keep this crap up and you'll get to learn about the smell of burning flesh...
(Chloe flips a switch on her branding iron. The head gets red hot and a gleam comes to her eye as she brands the Jobber with her iron. The jobber screams and flops around the ring as a trainer pulls him out of the ring.)
People who have no friends shouldn't be poking bears with sharp sticks, Juni. To the Texas Retards and the Drunken Hillbilly and his partner, beware. Wednesday night, the Saints of Sinners will make an example of you. Trust me.
(Chloe retreats up the ramp with the Draculs. About 20 minutes later Chloe and the Draculs return to the seedy bar. She orders a round for the house and Moose has a satisfied smile on his face as we fade.)
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 9:59:35 GMT -5
It is a typical Saturday night at the Destroyitarium. Alexander Darling and Firewoman walk in, talking.
FW: I don't like it.
AD: I know you don't, but...just...believe me, this is the way to go, okay?
FW: Fine....
AD: There she is...I'll go talk to her, you get us a table.
FW: Ya vol....
Alex rolls his eyes, and heads over to where Miranda is sitting with Chad, Zane, and Bridgette enjoying a round of Aquafinas. He leans over her shoulder.
AD: I need to speak with you.
MW: Oh okay.
CM: Hey, can't it wait?
AD: *ignoring Chad* Over at the bar.
MW: *confused, but agreeable* Oh...uh, okay...
She leaves and walks toward the bar. Darling leans over towards Chad, and pats him on the shoulder.
AD: Don't worry, Cowboy, I'll have her back to you soon. Just business. I'm not interested in taking yet another woman away from you.
Darling flashes a fairly insincere smile, while Chad seethes and goes to the bar to talk to Miranda.
Meanwhile, Fire has grabbed a table. She just barely sits down when a shot of whiskey is placed in front of her.
FW: Thanks, Ash....oh....hi.
Victor DeNiro is standing in front of her looking like he wants to ask a question.
FW: Sorry....Vic...I haven't heard anything.
He looks disappointed.
FW: Look...sit down.
DVD: *sitting* Sorry, Fire, it just...it doesn't make sense. Why would she....
FW: Vic, I've known Lexie a long time. Alex likes to think he knows her better, and probably in some ways he does, but he's not so objective--
DVD: And you are?
FW: A little bit more, yes. Part of that whole APD thing...anyway, she got bored, and she's having fun playing a game with Carter and the rest of the Kings. That's all. Once she gets what she wants out of that--
DVD: That's just it...I can't figure out what she wants...
FW: Probably a championship. Maybe the world. Lexie is just as ambitious as her brother, maybe more. She's been content to run things from the office, but she's a damn fine wrestler.
DVD: So why can't she just be a damn fine wrestler without appearing to turn her back on everyone--
FW: ....
DVD: ....
FW: I don't know. But like I keep telling Alex, it'll be fine. Besides, I've had my ears to the ground, and the ears of people I know and trust.
DVD: You trust people?
FW: *smirking* A few...at least I trust that if I pay them well, they'll tell me things. If she were up to something more than just playing around, I would have heard.
DVD: *Sighing* Okay..
FW: Besides, before she mysteriously disappeared, didn't she come in here and tell you not to worry, and to trust her?
DVD: She did, she did.
FW: Well, there you go. Hell, I even had a few of Juni's acquaintances help me out and--
DVD: Juni!!
FW: Well, yeah, and--
DVD: Fire, sometimes I think you're the smartest person in the place, second only to me of course.
FW: Of course...
DVD: And then other times I think you're the dumbest. Why the hell you would trust him after everything--
FW: I don't. He had contacts I needed so--
DVD: You shouldn't have anything to do with him.
FW: *a little angry but trying not to be* I can handle him now. I didn't know what I was getting into back then, but I do now, and I know what to look out for.
DVD: Yeah, right.
FW: And...I know who to ask for help if I need it.
DVD: ...
FW: I didn't trust anyone then, not even Alex...definitely not you. I didn't think anyone would be there...REALLY be there...and by the time I figured it out, it was too late.
DVD: Yeah, well...I don't forget that easily.
FW: *still somewhat angry* Neither do I. I believe I got tased a few times by you, once for the mere act of carrying a case of water down the hallway.
DVD: ....
FW: ....
DVD: Well, Lexie isn't the only thing I wanted to talk to you about.
FW: Okay...
He nods over to where Alex is still intently talking to Miranda.
DVD: This thing with Alex and Danny. I don't like it.
FW: Me neither. I wish you guys had come to me, I would have been more than happy to--
DVD: Danny didn't think you would roll over on your brother that way.
FW: Not for most people. However, Danny would at least not try to actually massacre him, and it'd do Moose some good to get humbled a bit.
DVD: Well, I'm relieved you'll be in the match with him this week. Maybe you can keep it from getting out of hand.
FW: .....
DVD: You will keep it from getting out of hand, won't you?
FW: .....
Before Victor can ask anything else, Alex comes up and pulls up another chair.
AD: What's this, Vic? Lexie not around so you're moving in on my wife?
FW: Alex--
Victor stands up suddenly.
DVD: Cute. Just remember, Danny has all these morals that keep him from going too far. I am free of such encumbrances.
Victor storms off as Ashley brings Alex his martini.
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 9:59:56 GMT -5
*We catch Stank midway through a conversation he is having via Skype.*
Stank - I said NO Simone!
Simone - I say yes.
Stank - It's MY gotdamn club, sis.
Simone - The offer is more than fair.
Stank - Did the offer come from Remy?
Simone - Who?
Stank - Don't you fucking "Who" me! You know gotdamn well who I'm talking about!
Simone - So what if it did come from Remy?
Stank - Fuck him, that's what! Wait... don't you fucking DARE fuck him!
Simone - Ew Lu! No!
Stank - Like you haven't thought about it. I saw the picture of the two of you walking out of MY club!
Simone - That was business!
Stank - We have NO business with that man. You fucking hear me?
Simone - ... ... I don't understand.
Stank - Besides the fact that I can't stand the motherfucker... Remy works with one Junichiro Muyo.
Simone - The guy who wrestles with you?
Stank - Yes the man who thinks that one desperate win over me makes him a badass Bray Wyatt wannabe.
Simone - Oh... so THAT'S what this is about, him beating you.
Stank - He didn't BEAT me! If anything I BEAT him! He just won the match!
Simone - I can't believe you're going to let pride get in the way of business! Remy TOLD me you would act this way, but I didn't want to believe him.
*Stank lowers his tablet from view, seething as he struggles to bite down on the words that so desperately want to escape from his lips, so as to spare his sister from hurt feelings.*
Simone - Lu? Lu are you still there?
*Stank holds the tablet screen away a few seconds longer before replying.*
Stank - Listen to me, sis... are you listening?
Simone - Yes.
Stank - We will not deal with Remy Danton, or any other representative of Junichiro Muyo. I don't care if they offer us a billion dollars. We are not desperate to sell. The club is not breaking me. I have other investments that keep us afloat. Tell Remy to fuck off. Am I understood?
Simone - No. I don't understand.
Stank - Well then let me put it to you this way. I don't need you to understand. I just need you to obey me.
Simone -
Stank -
Simone - I'm telling mom.
Stank - Go ahead, just as long as you do what I tell you to do.
*Stank ends the call and turns toward the ninjacam.*
Stank - Juni... you don't have to worry about the rest of the Saints getting involved. As much as it would amuse me to have all of us beat you down into a broken mess, I can get twice the enjoyment from that all on my own Wednesday. And after I have scraped what's left of you off the bottom of my boots maybe then you will understand I don't give a gotdamn about your delusions of self proclaimed menace.
You don't care about respect, that's fine with me. I don't need it from you. In fact the only thing I want from you is your blood and to hear your screams of agony as I draw it from you. I want to listen to your bones fracture then finally break. I want to see that horror in your eyes as you finally realize what it means to be at the very top of this "old" man's shit list and if I feel like it... if somehow it works out this way... I'll take that Onslaught Title back, too. If not our next match... then the next.
But only after.
After I have brutally and sufficiently fucked you up.
Don't believe me?
Fade
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 10:00:16 GMT -5
We cut to Matt Folz's suite and see him taking a quick break from basketball to catch up on OOWF TV. He watches Stank's promo, shakes his head and leaves his suite. He walks down the hallway a bit and knocks on a door. Mai opens:
MM: Matt! Hi.
MF: You need to tell your brother to stop this.
MM: Stop what?
MF: If he keeps messing with Stank like this, he's either ending up in a coma or a coffin.
MM: I'm sure Juni has a plan to deal with the Saints.
MF: No, not the Saints. Stank. To slightly change one of my favorite NBA related quotes "There's a lot of tough guys, but Stank just don't give a fuck"
MM: Why don't you go warn him then?
MF: He wouldn't listen to me. To you? He might. Listen, I don't really care what happens to your brother. But, despite your differences, I know you do. You care about your brother, Jaime cares about you, I damn sure care about Jaime. That's my involvement here. So talk to your brother and save us all some pain, ok?
MM: I'm not even sure he'd listen to me, even if I did try and warn him.
MF: I think he would. He may not always say so, but I do think he has always been proud of you.
MM: Maybe.
MF: One more thing.
MM: Yes?
MF: Wilder's one tough hombre, to beat him you're going to have to take away his legs. I can help you out with a few holds if you want.
MM: Sure.
MF: Tomorrow morning, 8 am?
MM: I'll be there. Thanks Matt.
MF: Goodnight.
MM: Goodnight.
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 10:00:27 GMT -5
Firewoman is RUNNING~! back towards the loading dock where Stank appears to have just gotten there.
S: Am I late?
FW: No, got up early. Got a few more miles in.
S: Ah so you're done--
FW: No way big guy. Just warming up, which you should be too.
S: Eh, if you're done--
FW: Lucas. The whole time I was driving around trying to find a priest, did you run every morning?
S: What? Yes, of course I did.
FW: Lucas....
S: Well, I skipped a day....
FW: ...
S: Or two....
FW: ...
S: FINE! I did not run any morning.
FW: I know, I could tell, you looked sluggish against Juni.
S: I did not!
FW: Yes, you did. You want to beat him in your rematch? You gotta get the cardio back in shape. It hasn't been that long so it won't be hard. Juni is smaller than you and--
S: Since WHEN do you call him "Juni."
FW: Huh? Oh, uh...I don't know.
S: Mm-hmmm
FW: *frowning* You want me to call him "Sensei" again?
S: ...
FW: ...
S: I guess "Juni" is fine.
FW: Thanks for your approval...you ready now?
S: Fine...just...not so fast. It's been a minute.
FW: More than just a minute.
S: HEY!
Fire smirks as they get going again. Mostly she hangs back, but occasionally gets bored and sprints ahead, which annoys Stank, but also makes him kick it up a notch, and after a mile or so, he's back to being able to keep up.
FW: See? Told you it wouldn't take long.
S: Mm-hmm...So I guess this means you WON'T be helping Ecosystem against the Saints.
FW: Why the hell would I do that?
S: I dunno...you guys are all chummy...seems like a nice set up for him to get you to start kidnapping people and pouring salt down their throats again or something.
Firewoman stops and looks down. Stank goes a few steps before he realizes, and then stops and turns back around.
S: Hey, I...
FW: I'm sorry about that....I can't even begin to explain how sorr--
S: It's over...done with. I was just joking around. Okay?
Firewoman nods. They make the turn to go back to the arena, but at a walk.
S: Hey! There IS something you're sorry about after all.
FW: Huh? Yeah...That whole....geezus, I don't remember most of it even. What I do remember though.....
S: Fire, you weren't up early. You didn't go to sleep.
FW: No. Digging through the archives for my coffee with Moose I ran across some other stuff and....
S: ....
FW: ....
S: It's past. Everyone's over it, and forgiven you. You need to forgive--
FW: Yes, yes, Dr. Mann. I have heard that one or two million times before.
S: So then do it.
FW: *quietly* Easier said.
S: Yeah...wait....are you playing me? Because you do that thing where everyone thinks your sincere and then somewhere deep down it's all part of a plan.
FW: No, Stank. Not this time.
S: Good. Because you're even starting to get along better with Moose, thank God. I don't know what's more terrifying, you two being aligned or standing between you two at war.
FW: Heh....
Fire picks up into a jog. Stank sighs, as he was enjoying the rest, and follows suit, more easily getting caught up.
S: You know....you COULD come home....
FW: Heh. I don't think my current roommate would be appreciated there.
S: No, I don't mean all your baggage....
FW: Cute...
S: I just meant...I mean there's five of us, but it's not the same.
FW: I appreciate it, but .....
S: .....
FW: It's....it's just too crowded there.
S: I know Fulton and I are big guys, but there's room.
FW: No, that's not what I mean.
S: What do you mean?
FW: It just is. And now's not the right time anyway.
S: Fire....I think if you said the word........there would be room. Moose would see to it. If you know what I mean.
They make the turn and head into the loading dock, coming to the place that they started, where Lucky is waiting with two bottles of water.
S: Hey...thanks, man.
L: No problem. Fire, Nate's ready when you are.
S: Meeting with the boss?
FW: Yep. Contract negotiation time.
S: I assume you got your signed offers from a few other places to use as leverage as usual?
L: *holding up a leatherette binder* Right here.
S: Good...you better stick around.
FW: Up to Nate. See you later, Lucas.
S: You too.
Fire and Lucky walk towards Nate's office, presumably, while Stank watches them. Stan Fulton appears.
SF: How was your run?
S: Nice...you should come with us sometime.
SF: I don't think so...Get anything?
S: She's not teaming with Ecosystem. That's about it.
SF: That good enough for you?
S: As infuriating as that woman is, she is like a sister. I would take her word over Chloe's in a heartbeat.
Stan and Stank (ha!) go back in and we FAAAAAAAAAAADE out.
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 10:01:02 GMT -5
(Power is working on bench presses in the Spin Hansen Memorial Training Center. She is struggling to complete a rep when suddenly a pair of hands help her. She sits up to see Miranda Williams. They both smile.)
Power: Thanks, Miranda.
Miranda: No prob. That was heavy.
Power: A little out of practice. That was only 600 pounds.
Miranda: 600? You do more?
Power: Oh yeah, but after the last Pay Per View I haven't been able to work out much. I need to get in here more.
Miranda: (Looks around) Where's Sunny?
Power: Dealing with the crisis of the week, whatever that is. Truth be known, I don't like having her around while I'm in the gym. She....distracts me.
Miranda: So you two are really...well...I mean.
Power: Yes, Miranda, we're really a couple. You saw the pictures.
Miranda: I know, it's just so hard to believe that you...and your sister...and...
Power: My sister is not me. Everyone thinks that twins are a totally alike. I can tell you that Chloe is very little like me, particularly now that she's gone full Moose Bozo.
Miranda: Full what?
Power: Never mind. I saw what she did to you back in Kansas. Wished I'd decided to go to the Pay Per View proper and not to the house show. Maybe....
Miranda: Forget about it, that's history.
Power: Well, I get to relive a little history this week with your bestest friend these days, Chris Evans.
Miranda: Yeah, what a jackass.
Power: Yeah, and the most sexist member of the roster this side of....
Miranda: ….
Power: He's just an ass. I'm so looking forward to showing him what Power is all about.
Miranda: Wanna compare notes over coffee?
Power: Sure, I can give you some notes on your opponents this week.
Miranda: Yeah, sure. First I need to get a shower.
Power: Me, too. Hey, did your former trainer ever tell you about Ravenna Blue?
Miranda: I heard of her, yeah.
Power: Ask Fire sometime about a fight they had in the shower.
Miranda: (Giggles) Really?
Power: (Giggles) Really! It seems...
(Miranda and Power head for the showers as we fade)
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 10:01:22 GMT -5
{Christian Carter is seen, standing next to Alexis Darling...He seems to be saying something, when he notices the ninjacams around. He looks even more pissed, and at a quick pace, walks to the camera. He grabs it, and with a sadistic smile, starts to talk.} Matthew Folz, Jared Man, and the Murphy twins...listen up, YOUR World Heavyweight Champion has a few things to say to the four of you. The fact that Nate has decided to put you four in a match with the Kings, makes me think he's starting to panic...and he should. But it seems to me that he has been putting his faith in, well in the last two individuals who wore my World Heavyweight Championship, and what has it accomplished? Nothing. Yeah Jared, you beat me last week. So, I'm sure that you think you deserve a World Heavyweight Championship. And in the past, you wouldn't be wrong. But lets take a look at the past Jared...those times you were champ, how many times did I beat you to a pulp, and how many one on one title shots did I get? It was always a triple threat, or a four way, never a one on one. Matthew Folz keeps telling people that he would give them thier shots, but overlooking me was his downfall. I overlooked you last week Jared, and that will not happen again. So here we are again, a four on four match, and still, no matter what, you are no match against me and the rest of the Kings. And Matthew Folz, the man who just won't die, is once again trying to regain that fame that I took from him. He stands around, trying to act big and bad, giving advice, thinking that it would benifit others, when all he is doing is trying to make himself look good in the eyes of his peers. Face it Matthew, you're lost...and this match that we have coming up, it is just your way of trying to find yourself...but make no mistakes about it, when it's all said and done, alot more than you pride will be hurt, and remember Matthew, it will be all your fault. As far as the Murphy's are concerned, I have no clue what Nate thinks you can get out of this, with the exception of maybe some broken bones and permenate embarassment. The Kings will hurt the both of you, and then perhaps you'll think twice about wanting to share the spotlight with your two partners, who can't even share it themselves. Now that that is out of the way, there are a few more things I need to say, so stay right here. {Carter motions towards Alexis, who starts to walk to him. She stands next to him, showing his height.} So, it seems that Alexis here is the topic of a few people, that including her big brother Alexander. Well big bro, let me tell you something about your sister here...she is sick and tired of being in your shadow...she is sick and tire of you putting yourself over other people, and she is sick and tired of being your sister... She is Alexis, the best damn woman wreslter in this company, hands down, even better than your wife Alexander. But I warned you many times Alex...I don't remember the amount of times I have wanred you...You can't protect your women. You think this was something that happened a few weeks ago Alex? I had this planned from the get go...I just needed an extra advantage, and it stood right in front of me, looking at your sister. It took some time to let her see the light, the big picture that she is the better Darling. Always has been, and always will be. But she didn't see that, because all she saw was YOUR shadow. The lockeroom scene, with her in just a towel, that was an added bonus...If Miranda didn't show up, well who knows... I had to show her that YOU were nothing...I had to break you down, and when I did, oh she started to see it. Even by helping me and Jeremy Punswick take in a few shots at Fire and your buddy Davin in front of that temple. Hope you liked the boot to your face Fire...she really enjoyed that. Oh don't believe me? Let's revisit it shall we? I believe it was when we were in Japan...You remember that don't you Lisa? A trip back into memory lane? Somehow a misterious box on the tv comes on, and you see an image. The scene opens ae Firewoman and Davin are walking out of the shrine when from nowhere a boot comes across Davins face as he goes down...Jeremy Punswick comes into view as Fire, who is still drunk, staggers to him only to be grabbed and tossed by another person. Fire goes down and Christian Carter comes into view as he sits on her to keep her from going anywhere. Her hands pinned as she cant use them. Punswick is working over Davin so he cant get involved. CC: Lisa Darling...you know your an easy person to find...I dont get why it is everyone else can never when you go out on these escapades of yours. So what to do with you. FW: You sick son of a bitch...my husband CC: Your husband is going to get hurt...he is going to be in alot of pain when I'm done with him...and you maybe a widow...now being your no longer off limits, what to do with you? DM: I'm going to kick your ass Carter... Punswick takes Davin down with another punch. CC: Lisa, your White Hats cant stop us from burning this company down, and rebuilding it into our image...our New World. FW: We will stop you.. CC: or die trying right? Let me give you a message to give to Alexander when you wake up...tell him he is going to regret ever fucking with me. The Old Alexander is long dead and the new one cant even protect his women...and after Sunday, he's going to know the meaning of pain..,so now I bid you ado Lisa, good night! Carter gets up off of Fire as Puns knocks out Davin she starts to get up when another boot comes across her face from an unknown person as the camera fades. Do you remember that Lisa? I'm sure you don't...but we did..and it was exilerating. How does it feel Alex that I've been with her since Japan? Doesn't feel too good does it? She would be around you, talking to you, acting like she belongs, when all along, she was coming to see me, tell me all your dirty secrets...she could not stand to be around you. But I guess that when the time is right, Alexis will finally talk, and tell you what she really thinks of you and your Shadow, Alexander. Oh, and this whole best out of five matches Alex, who do you think really came up with that one? I needed you out of the picture for a while, because you were starting to piss me off, and I would have blown the whole thing. Hurts doesn't Alexander, that your own blood thinks your nothing more than a piece of shit. The person you thought had your back, only to turn you around and spit in your face...how do you think she felt? How do you think everyone your around feels Alexander? You have the gull to sit there time and time, and tell people that I'm nothing but a cancer that the Kings are jokes...look into the mirror Alexander, and take a good look at your face, and lets see who the cancer is Alexander...lets see those wrinkles in your eyes big brother, and lets see that your time is almost up...your time is short...and now, you have no one. No one is wanting to be around you Alexander, your pushing people away...your starting fights because your upset at my Alexis, and you are pushing people away...YOU ARE DOING THIS TO YOURSELF Alex, and hopefully one day, you'll see that and then, and only then will you know it's time to end, and the Kings will be there to help with you commit the ultimate act of shelvishness...Career Suicide. Welcome to the New World Alexander...YOUR WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION'S WORLD. {Carter turns with Alexis, who is smiling at all of this. His hand is on her waist, as they walk away, and the camera fades.} |
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 10:01:43 GMT -5
Victor Deniro is slowly hobbling down the hall, and stops just outside the Darling Luxury Suites. He raps on the door, and it is answered by Miranda. Victor smiles, but before he can say anything, the young girl begins speaking.
Miranda: Hey Vicster. Sorry you and Lexie are fighting, that totally sucks.
Victor looks confused by this statement and raises an eyebrow.
DVD: Me an Alexis aren't fighting. Why would you think that.
Miranda: One, because you are calling her Alexis instead of Lexie, and Two, because she's running with the Kings.
Victor just shakes his head.
DVD: You are young, so take it from someone who has been around the block once or twice. In life you sometimes have to separate business from the personal, this is one of those times.
Miranda frowns not believing Vic's words but relents.
Miranda: Well let me get Alex for you.
DVD: I'm not here to see Alex.
Miranda: Oh...well I don't think Fire is here...
DVD: Not here to see Firewoman either.
At this point Lucky walks over from the background.
Lucky: I believe Miss Williams that he is here to talk to Mr. Taylors tag partner for this week. (Lucky then extends a hand to Victor and the shake) Mr. Deniro.
DVD: Good to have you back Lucky.
Miranda: Oh, yeah, I guess you want to talk strategy or something. Maybe me and Danny should hit the ring to work on timing or something later.
DVD: That would be nice, but for now, I simply want to invite you to come by the Destroyatorium to have a friendly chat later. A chance for me and Danny to simply get to know you better as a person rather as a wrestler.
Miranda: (looking confused) Why would you want to do that?
Lucky: If I had to venture a guess, I would say it would have something to do with your lineage.
Miranda: Huh?
Lucky: Your father is currently aligned with the man that has placed himself as the biggest obstacle to Mr. Taylors quest for the world title.
Miranda: (a little peeved, looking back at Victor) I am not my dad.
DVD: I know, but they say our story is a generational one, and that most children our destined to become their parents. Your father has many a quality worth emulating...some less so. I worry about my friend, and quite frankly, I don't know you. So humor a paranoid man, and come by and chat.
With that Victor tips his hat, shakes Lucky's hand again, and turns and limps away as Miranda frowns a little in the doorway.
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 10:02:05 GMT -5
~~~ Fade into Chad's Hot tub. He is leaning back, eyes closed. The silence is broken by the click clack of high heels, and an RNSFJ approaches. Chad senses her there, but never opens his eyes. ~~~
Chad: Go away
RSNFJ: You're getting to be more like Zane all the time.
Chad: Good. Now go away.
RNSFJ: But I need to ask you about...
Chad: Yet ANOTHER Match against the Sinners?
RNSFJ: Well... yeah
Chad: What do you think has changed? Do you think I've decided to join the dark side? Has moose seen the light and disband his gang of merry men? No. He's a madman, leading a gang of thugs. We do things the right way. Moose thinks everyone is evil. We believe in good in people. What part of that has changed?
RNSFJ: Well... I..
Chad: Go away.
~~~ She click clacks away. after a second of silence, we hear click clack again. Chad's eyes are still closed.
Chad: I thought I told you to go away
Miranda: That's not a nice thing to say.
~~~ Chad opens his eyes and smiles. ~~~
Chad: Thank God you're here. Come on in.
~~~ Miranda drops her towel and steps in. Chad reaches over & turns the jets on high as we fade... ~~~
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Post by BookerShark on Mar 25, 2014 10:02:27 GMT -5
Moments later as Chad and Miranda are "settling in" they hear more footsteps behind them. An exasperated look crosses Chad's face.
Chad: Not really looking for an interview right now.
Man's Voice: Not really looking to give one.
Chad and Miranda turn and see Alexander Darling and Firewoman standing nearby wearing bathrobes.
Firewoman: Sorry, didn't know you where here Chad, we were hoping to sneak a dip in the tub.
Chad goes to say something, but Miranda cuts him off.
Miranda: It's cool, the four of us can share.
Chad and Alex throw each other uncomfortable looks, but Fire just shrugs and drops her robe and slides in. Alex let's out a sigh but slides off his robe and slides in as well. For a moment there is an awkward silence, until Miranda snuggles against Chad and speaks.
Miranda: This is good, a nice relaxing peaceful night. No stress, just good friendship.
Firewoman: (nudging Alex who starts to massage her neck) Yeah, this is nice.
Chad finally relents and just smiles.
Chad: Heck, might as well break the sparkling grape juice.
Chad turns, and finds himself face to face with the one and only (and one half of the tag team champions) JUSTIN SANE! The two men eye each other warily, and Justin looks from Chad to Miranda, and then back. Chad let's out a sigh.
Chad: Look Justin, I thought we had put all this behind u....
Chad's words are cut off as Justin stands up and turns and yells.
Justin: Hey Bill, we are having a pool party!
ABFD: (from off camera)Hot damn. Watch out everyone, CANNONBALL!
The four people in the hottub start to panic as the large and intoxicated form of Awesome Bill comes flying into the scene and leaps up in a picture perfect cannonball......and flies entirely over the hot tub crashing on the other side. The four in the tub let out their breaths, only to suddenly have Drunky and Drunkette plop into the hot tub. Ellie Mae has entered and helps Bill up with a jug of PCPL.
ABFD: CAN OPENER!
Bill runs towards the hot tub, and again overshoots crashing to the other side. Meanwhile in the tub Chad and Miranda are trying to push Drunkette out, and on the other side Fire nudges Alex and nods over towards Drunky with a smirk, and a look of pure fear crosses Alex's face as Fire breaks out into laughter. Arctic McBearington meanwhile has slid into the tub sipping on a glass of champagne.
Arctic: I must say lads and lasses, just how open are your relationships?
This is too much for Chad, who stands and shouts.
Chad: OUT. All of you out now.
Justin and Ellie are helping Bill up and come over.
Justin: Why out?
Chad: You are banned that's why.
Justin we are banned from the pool?
Chad: It's a hot tub not a pool.
Ellie: We are banned from the hot tub.
Chad: You are Banned From Everywhere.
As soon as he says it, Chad realizes what he has done and facepalms himself.
ABFD: Hot Damn son, that's gimmick infringement.
Arctic McBearington: That is something we just can not stand for. Good Day sir.
With that the entire BFE entourage gathers up and heads off leaving a disheveled Chad standing in a wrecked hot tub as Miranda chuckles, Alex smirks, and Fire calmly eats on what's left of his chocolate covered strawberry's.
Chad: I need to get a lock on the door.
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