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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:07:21 GMT -5
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem Live! From Bonesteel, South Dakota September 24, 2014 OOWF Intercontinental Title MatchMai Muyo vs. Stan Fulton Street FightSaints of Sinners vs. Strength in Silence & Spider McNulty Non-Title Falls Count AnywhereRory Albright vs. Firewoman vs. Stank vs. Jose Reyna vs. Tytan Matt Folz vs. Alexander Darling Ghosthead vs. Christian Carter Danny Taylor & Murphy’s Law vs. Chris Evans, Ecosystem & Alexis Darling Crash & Burn vs. Banned From Everywhere Card subject to blizzards hitting South Dakota or Canada invading, or something. You really never know what those Canadians are up to.
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:07:49 GMT -5
Tytan is pacing and furious!!! Tytan: Rory Albright! Time limit draw.....unacceptable. Now next week I will have my revenge, and Firewoman in the same ring. Life will be good. (Tytan walks off)
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:08:11 GMT -5
*Scheme Gene approaches the Murphys* SG: Ecosystem has... *DK Murphy grabs the microphone away from Gene and hands it to Daniella* Dee: Juni, we know a lot about you. Wally has a lot of connections in Japan. More importantly, we know who you and Evans are, and we know who Danny is. Lexi, well, she made her choices. Bottom line, you want to get to Danny, who we consider a brother, you have to come through us.
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:08:36 GMT -5
*Spider McNulty walks warily into the Destroyitarium, and joins the Murphys at the bar. DK nods at Dee and walks over to watch the door* Dee: Jamesons? SM: OK. *Dee reaches over the bar to grab a bottle and 2 shot glasses and pours shots that they down* Dee: Slainte! SM: Cheers, but can we get down to business? Dee: Dad texted me, said you were a stand-up guy back in the day. We may have our hands full this week, but we'll try to watch your back.
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:09:05 GMT -5
Ecosystem is going over orders with his personal security detail, five big men in total.Eco: Now, the Murphys, they’re going to be pissed, but they’re not going to try to bust through a wall of people. Mostly, anyway. If Daniella gets a certain look in her eyes, you might want to go for a taser. Security Lunk #1: You mean if she just looks at us funny? Eco: No. You’ll know the eyes when you see them…anyway, the biggest problem is Danny Taylor. He’s big, huge, strong, and he’s going to burst in here like the Caped Crusader. He can pretend at nuance all he wants, but he knows what part he’s playing. He’s had all he can stands, and he can’t stands no more, yada yada. You take him down, but you don’t injure him if you can help it. Leave that to me. Now, regarding Vic, he’s mostly an out of shape piece of… Mai Muyo comes in the doorway. She stands there, eyes watery, staring at Eco.Eco: Mai…My Mai. My sister. I’m so sorry. Just, please come here before we speak. Mai just stares. Eco steps forward gingerly and hugs Mai. She makes no move. Eco scrunches up his face as he releases her.Eco: I know you’re angry, Mai. Believe me, I understand. This is why I wanted to keep this from you. You have to understand, I wanted to do what was best for Danny. I know this isn’t the way you do things, and it’s not something I did recently, but I just…this is just how I am sometimes, you know? Mai just stares, tears coming down.Eco: Oh, I hate to see my sister cry. I hate that. And you have to know…you have to know, it wasn’t like I wanted to kill Vic. Maybe it was too dangerous a method in retrospect, but I would never kill anyone willingly. You know that, right? And you know there are plenty of people here who can’t say that. Mai just stares.Eco: I’m giving excuses. You don’t want excuses. So that’s why I gave you honesty. Reconciliation requires honesty, right? And you said no matter what, you’d forgive me. Right? Can you hug me back? Please? Mai pauses…and rears back, and kicks Eco right in the balls. Swiftly, one of Eco’s security tackles Mai. She catches him and throws him down, but another jumps on her back and slams her face into the floor, putting a baton against her neck.Eco: (keeled over) Don’t…don’t hurt her. Mai, what the fuck are you doing? Mai just stares at Eco, wild-eyed. She bites the officer’s hand, who yelps and releases her as she charges at Eco. She stops short – as another officer caught her with a taser. Mai goes down – not unconscious but incapacitated – as the officers freeze.Eco: …What are you waiting for? Get her the fuck out of my office! The officers oblige and carry Mai out. Eco sits on the ground and slumps against his desk. Chris Evans walks in to the office.Evans: Bad family talk? Eco: (quietly) No family talk now. Do you have business? Evans: Do I have business? Oh sure. First, how the fuck did I not know about all that? Second, how the fuck is Chris Evans Plan B? Eco rises. He is borderline trembling as he walks up to Evans. His posture heightens, and Evans notices – maybe for the first time – that Eco is larger than him. Eco stares into his eyes, and then leans over to the side of his face.Eco: (whispering) Danny Taylor was a project. You are a partner. Day One. Partner. We are partners in our projects. Eco leans back.Eco: In fact, you have been a partner in this project. Danny was prime material for the New Guard, was he not? But he had too many friends leading him away from you. You got half the job done. You didn’t consult me before taking out Outback Jack, I didn’t consult you before trying to take out Victor. So be it. Good men confer. Great men act. Which one are you trying to be, Lionheart? Evans pauses, then smirks.Evans: Do you have to ask? Eco: Then let’s hit the town. We have a tag team victory to celebrate. FADE
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:09:36 GMT -5
As Eco and Evans our about to leave the office. They are stopped by Tytan with shovel in hand. Evans steps forward between the two of them. Evans: This is a private party and you aren't invited. Tytan:(Looking down at Evans) Settle down this isn't about you. I need five minutes to talk to Eco. (Evans looks to Eco and Eco nods that it's okay.) Evans: I'll be right outside, just yell if you need me. I'll have no problem taking a chair to this guy. Eco: It won't be necessary. (Evans leaves. Tytan is breathing heavy and gripping the shovel tightly.Eco catches onto this.) Eco: Settle down there big guy. Tell me what's on your mind. Tytan: First off, where do you get the right to claim that you made me into who I am. Eco: Well I did have a little influence on your second title reign. Tytan: And it would have been longer if you weren't skipping through the flowers with Firewoman. Eco: Let's just say that's a time we would like to forget. (Kayfabe peaks her head into the office and stares down the two of them.) Tytan: Not now. (he shows her the shovel and she backs off. Tytan then looks back at Eco.) Tytan: Look, I am perfectly fine. But what in the Hell are you doing trying to run people down. Eco: This is coming from the man who has two almost kills on his record. Tytan: Point taken. I'm not the one that should be talking but it comes down to this. You wanted to lead a charge and take out the bad guys this isn't the way to do it. Eco: This is coming from the man who will go for a win by any means necessary. Tytan: (Tytan yells) Cut trying to turn this back on me. Eco: But yet it is. We are from similar molds that is why we have always managed to connect. I see right through this whole Gods thing that you are doing I know the real you. Tytan: Well then who's the real me? Eco: A straight out ass kicker who won't lay down for anyone. Look you are one step away from being a Grand Slam Champion focus on that. Just be willing to help me out when I need it. You do that and I just know that you will have that Onslaught title in no time. Tytan: (holding up the shovel) No. You stay away from me winning the Onslaught title. I will win it on my terms. Eco: Face it Tytan you need me. I am the yin to your yang. Tytan: (Tytan yells again) Not this time. (Tytan storms off.) Eco: Nice talking to you again Tytan. We should talk again soon. (Evans makes his way back in.) Evans: Everything okay? Eco: Yes, everything is perfectly fine, it's going according to plan. Evans: Ready to go. Eco: Yes, and you know you should try to get along better with the big guy. We may need him sooner than later. (FADE)
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:10:39 GMT -5
Christian Carter is using the urinal, when Ecosystem comes up to the urinal next to him. Eco: Hey there Christian! Looks like we're pissing buddies! Carter: Really Juni? Ugh. Carter flushes and goes to the faucet. Eco spins around.Eco: Didn't have to pee. Wanted to talk. Carter: In the bathroom. Eco: Without other people around, yes. Look, Christian, you've got good instincts. You get a lot of things right. No one in the modern OOWF era became a World Champion faster than you. And you correctly guessed that I was going to be running the show sooner rather than later, even if you incorrectly thought I had control the whole time. Carter: Like you got chosen at random? Eco: Point being, Christian, is that you're missing one thing. You have to make people feel respected. You do it perfect with Lexie. You do it...okay...with Jose. And you have the right instinct in playing a lot of angles. But shoving money in front of people and twirling your villain mustache...well, I tried that too, once upon a time, and it doesn't work too well. Carter: Are you trying to make me feel respected right now, by treating me as a peer who's "in" on it? Eco: ....Maybe. Carter: Yeah, we're done. Eco: Wait, hold up - Eco and Carter exit the men's room, where Firewoman is waiting for Eco. She looks PISSED.
Carter: Yeah, I'll let you practice your charm. Carter exits.Eco: H-hey Fire... Fire shoves Eco up against the door and gets in his face. Fire: I thought you wanted to change. Eco: I have! Well, I've matured. Fire: Vehicular homicide is maturity? Eco: Glass houses, Fire. Fire: Glass houses? That's all you can say? Juni, I thought you wanted to be the hero of this story. I thought you wanted to save the OOWF. Eco: I do! I am! Fire: No you're not! Dividing everyone when we should be united and trying to run people down is not being the hero! But you're so desperate for attention, and have such a savior complex - Eco: Is it a complex? Am I really wrong? Fire: Is it - what could you possibly be right about? Eco: Look, you understand me. You understand how I operate. And you would know if I was lying to you, wouldn't you? Fire: I - hmmm. Eco: So know that when I say I was doing what I thought to be best for Danny, I am telling the truth. You respect Danny a lot. I respect Danny a lot. You sort of accept misogynist Vic because he's good to your friends. I don't respect him a bit. So we have a difference of opinion. Fire: Juni, you tried to run him down! That's not a difference of opinion! Eco: In trying to do right by Danny, I was willing to treat Victor as an enemy. I saw him as an enemy then and I see him as one now. You think what I did was crazy. But you know in your heart that Danny deserves better than Victor. And you know what I can do. Fire: The tiniest bit of good before you run off to ruin someone's life. Eco: Say what you want. I know what your heart believes. Good talk. Eco strolls off. FADE
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:11:07 GMT -5
It's a beautiful brand new day in South Dakota as the OOWF descends upon Yankton for a house show. Backstage, Ecosystem and Chris Evans slink through the Hallway Of Random Encounters into Eco's office. Both appear to be nursing hangovers. Evans: ( quietly) South Dakota parties hard. ( groans) Ecosystem: Please stop yelling. The pair lower themselves into chairs when there is a knock on the door. Ecosystem lays his head down on the desk. Evans sinks into the chair, seemingly becoming one with it. In walks Spider McNulty, wearing dark sunglasses and holding an ice pack to his noggin. He surveys the scene and tries to smirk. Ecosystem: If you're here to yell, you're fired. And I hate you. McNulty: ( gingerly cackles) Ayuh. South Dakota parties hard, eh, fellas? Nope, not here to yell. I ran with the Murphys a little bit o' last night and I'm not sure what planet I'm on currently. Evans belches and continues his descent into the darkest reaches of the chair.
McNulty: Atchilly, I need to talk to you, boss man. You still in charge here, Muyo? Ecosystem: Well, standard operating procedure here in the OOWF seems to diictate that the inmates run the asylum, but-- McNulty: I unnerstand that to be a yes. You heard of the Saints Of Sinners? Ecosystem raises his head and gives McNulty a look that says "Yes, I've heard of them, you stupid freaking mule."
McNulty: Ayuh. S'pose you have. An' do you atchilly watch OOWF programmin', Misser Muyo? Ecosystem lays his head in his hands.
Ecosystem: Of course I do, Spide-- McNulty: So, you been keepin' up on the goins-on 'twixt me an' the Saints? Ecosystem: Let's just skip the dance and go right to bed, yes? What do you want, Mr. McNulty? McNulty lowers his icepack and removes his shades. His eyes cut daggers into Ecosystem.
McNulty: I ain't got but two friends anymore, but Danny Taylor is somebody I got a world o' respect for. An' where I'm from, respect means a whole helluva lot. So, I'm ignorin' the impulse to reach over there and make your eyebrows your new asshole, Muyo. Ecosystem's face scrunches into a "WTF?" kind of expression.
McNulty: I wouldn't dare take the pleasure of revenge from Danny. You'd better be watchiin' yer ass, by the way. Ecosystem sighs.
McNulty: The reason I'm here in yer office, Mr. System, is that I feel I've been disrespected. An' instead of runnin' in here with all guns blazin' an' raisin' a fuss, I figgered I'd talk to you, man ta man, in the hopes that you'll see my side of things. Ecosystem shrugs.
McNulty: I challenged the Saints to a series of matches. I asked Moose to line em up an' stick himself at the end, and I'd give 'em all a nice ass kickin' an' then been done with all this harsh business. You privy to all that in all yer OOWF watchin'? Ecosystem smiles, with extreme snark. Ecosystem: Indeed I did. McNulty: Ayuh. An' then you proceeded to book me in two conseckative tag matches. No disrespect to my partners, but, damn, boss man... Can ya let a guy get his fuckin' vendetta on or what? Ecosystem: I see your plight, Spider. I think I also had a conversation along these same lines fairly recently with one of your peers... McNulty: Right. Well, I could give a shit 'bout conversations yer holdin' when I ain't concerned. I want the Saints, one by one. You gonna make it happen, or do you an' I need to get tangled up in some more of this harsh business that's goin' around? Seems like you prolly got enough of that in yer life right now, boss man. ( smirks) Ecosystem shifts slightly in his chair, bristling.
Ecosystem: Ah, yes, well, I will take your concerns under advisement Mr. McNulty. Anything else...? McNulty: Nope. Ooh, just one more thing... McNulty, moving with eerily deceptive quickness, stretches out his leg and boots a boot to Evans' throat. Simultaneously, he reaches down and grabs Ecosystem by the collar a jerks him up out of his seat. He pulls Eco right up to eye level as he speaks. Evans, for his part, still seems... indifferent and hungover.
McNulty: You in cahoots with the Saints, business man? You got yer greasy fingers in a bunch of differnt pies 'round here... Maybe you an' Moose are tryin' to stack the deck against an' old fella on his way out? Ecosystem rolls his eyes.
Ecosystem: You can't be serious. Ecosystem dead eyes McNulty. McNulty stares hard for a solid moment, and then relinquishes his hold. He removes his boot from the pile of Chair Evans, whose eyes don't even open. McNulty shrugs. McNulty: Good ta hear. Thanks fer yer time, Mr. System. Hope Taylor kicks your ass right out of yer face. ( cackles) Again, Ecosystem does a "WTF?" as McNulty turns to leave. Spider grabs the door and yanks it off its hinges. He drops it and smirks as he leaves. Ecosystem sits down and buries his hands in his face.
Evans begins to snore as we f a d e .
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:11:35 GMT -5
The lights are on in the Destroyatorium, but no sound comes from it. The camera enters, and the tension in the air is thick enough to cut with a knife. The Murphy twins are pacing in the center of the room as Ashley and Spencer try to calm them down. Victor leans weakly against the bar as Lucky is pouring him what is obviously not his first drink. Danny meanwhile sits in a dark booth in the back of the room. He is leaning back and the shadows obscure his face preventing his emotion from being known. No one is speaks until Victor breaks the silence. DVD: I never even considered this. I never thought it could be anything other than someone trying to take Danny down. I was so focused, so obsessed, that I missed it completely. Lucky: To be fair, no one else considered this as well. (Lucky pauses for a moment.) I suppose this means you will no longer be needing my services. Victors head whips over staring wildly at Lucky. DVD: No, I will need your unique abilities and connections now more than ever. After all, if I overlooked Ecosystem being able to do this, what else did I miss. Ashley: Vic you aren't making sense. DVD: Think about it. As sick as his plan was, it made sense. However, just taking me out wouldn't have been enough. He would need something else a common enemy, a lesser of two evils, something to initially get his way into Danny's good graces. Something that could distract the rest of us. Spencer: What are you getting at Vic? DVD: What other things has he been manipulating? Did Alexis decide to turn to the kings of her own accord, or was Ecosystem in her ear behind the scenes. Did Fulton really turn to Moose for guidance, or was he sent by Eco to manipulate them to his needs? Hell, Eco and Eric go way back is this (Vic does air quotes) WWE Invasion real, or a manufactured enemy to get more people on his side? Everyone just kind of stares at Victor for a moment not sure if what he has been ranting is insane, or true. Lucky shakes his head and regains an air of composure. Lucky: Even if any of that is true, I do not believe that I will be of much use to you. DVD: Tell me, don't you find it convenient that the day Ecosystem pulls strings to get Firewoman out of lockup, her old trinity mate Tytan appears. Ecosystems stink is all over that. Lucky: I doubt Firewoman or Tytan would be willing to be a part of something like that again. DVD: Of course because neither of them are known for putting on acts while hiding their true intentions. Victor's sarcasm quickly shuts Lucky up. DVD: What if the plan wasn't vinegar, but honey. Maybe he wasn't planning on creating an enemy, but a friend to let him get to Danny. Daniella: You think one of us. DVD: No, none of you, but an outsider, someone to be his friend in a time of need and let Eco weasel his way past all of you. DK: Are you talking about Mai? DVD: Why not, her friendship with Fulton let Eco get close to him. And now she's buddying up to Wilder, and Folz and Fire and Dann..... Victors words are cut off as he notices Mai standing in the doorway. Her hands are clasped across her chest, and a single tear is running down her face. The Murphy's go to step towards her, but the girls quickly block their path hoping to avoid unnecessary violence. The sound of a chair being moved draws everyone's attention to the back of the room where Danny has stood up. He steps out of the shadows, and much like Mai, a single tear is running down his face. He steps toward the center of the room, and Mai slowly takes several steps in as well. Mai: I.... Mai's words are cut off as Danny places a single finger to his lips. He then extends his arms out in a hug position. Mai rushes forward wrapping her arms around him as the tears flow freely. Danny tries to silently comfort her, and this causes the tension to flow from the room, replaced by a reflective sorrow. The INC decides to let them have this moment in private and turns to leave, but as he pans away the last image the camera picks up is a close-up of Victors face. The emotion on it keeps changing from sadness, to distrust and back. FADE
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:12:09 GMT -5
BACK at the house show in Yankton...Ecosystem supervises as a maintenance worker tightens the last screws on a new door. He thanks the minion and enters the office. He shuts the door and nearly jumps out of his skin as SHANE TUSKA~! is behind the door. Ecosystem: How did--? Tuska doesn't register Eco's shock. He blinks and looks over Eco's shoulder, to Evans, still buried in the chair, snoozing. Eco shakes his head and takes a seat behind his desk. Ecosystem: Mr. Tuska. What brings one half of the tag team champions to my little corner of this crazy world? Tuska sits down, and nods to the ninjacam. Eco looks a bit shocked. Tuska shakes his head. Ecosystem: Annoying little things, aren't they? Begone, fly! Eco waves his hand at the ninjacam, and it backs toward the newly repaired door. As it backs out and the door begins to close...
Tuska: We need to talk. Eco looks intrigued and grins a snake's grin as we
FADE
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:12:32 GMT -5
*The Murphys are in the gym, taking turns doing planks and crunches* DK: Too complicated for me. Dee: Same. But we've got Danny's back. DK: Right. Wally can figure out the rest.
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:13:09 GMT -5
*Nashville, TN* WWE production crew is getting ready for Night of Champions as the fans are filing it. Stagehands are setting up for the Peep Show hosted by Christian w/guest Chris Jericho but a they're setting up, the lights in the arena go off and a spotlight illuminates the entrance. "THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE" blasts over the sound system leading into "King of the World" by Porcelain & The Tramps and out from the back steps Alexander Darling flanked by Eric O'Mac, Seth Rollins, & Paige. Alex is dressed immaculately in a custom made suit and ignores the mixed reaction of the crowd as he makes his way down to the ring and climbs up the steps and into the ring. He takes a perch on a turnbuckle and is handed a microphone as the lights come back up. Alexander: For those that don't know me, first you're an idiot and second, I'm Alexander Darling. I am the newest prize acquisition of the WWE Universe and tomorrow night, I make my debut on Monday Night Raw and that's important for a number of reasons. First, it's another signal of just where this company is headed. To a bright future led by the greatest talents in the world...headlined by those you see in the ring at this moment. And I am proud to be among their number because I bring something special to the future of the WWE. I bring with me, the downfall of the OOWF. A company being held together by smoke and mirrors and I will be the final nail in their coffin.
I will become the first dual company superstar because there is nothing they can do to stop and no one there is able to compete with me. I will show them at Hell on Earth, their own little Wrestlemania that as hard as they try to get rid of me that no one there is good enough. I know these names won't mean much to you, but Ghosthead, Stan Fulton, Christian Carter, and especially Matt Folz aren't on my level. Hell, I just might make sure that Folz doesn't even make it to Hell on Earth after the beating I give him this weekend.
I want to make one thing clear to those both here in my new home and there in my old house...I am still the best in the world. *Crowd starts chanting CM Punk* Seriously, that's what you're going to chant now? You're in the presence of greatness. The architect of the greatest stable in WWE history; the best diva in the history of this company, and myself...a true legend across the continents, from Asia to Europe to North America...I'm a champion, time and time again and I will be again. And I will do it in multiple international companies at the same time. This promise I make to my new friends here...I will bring power and glory to the WWE and make sure the OOWF knows where it truly stands in the pecking order of greatness.
Tomorrow my WWE journey begins and later this week, I continue my OOWF journey to the World Heavyweight Championship...and here's what scares everyone in both companies...there's no one back there in the WWE locker room and especially no one in the OOWF locker room who's going to be able to stand in my way. Because when all is said and done, I'm Alexander Darling and well, no one else is.*Fade*
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:13:46 GMT -5
(While the Saints are preparing to watch Night of Champions, Chloe is watching OOWF-TV. She sees Alexander Darling's promo and throws her beer bottle at the TV. Fortunately, she misses, but gets everyone's attention.)Chloe: Not on his level? That insignificant overblown self absorbed ignoramus thinks he's better than the rest of us? He isn't even better than himself! Moose: (dismissively) Calm down, Chloe. Chloe: He's saying he's better than all of us, Jack. That includes our World Champion, that includes you. Hell, my goody two shoes sister and I beat him. Moose: I get your point, but right now, Darling is not my monkey, not my circus. Chloe: But Jack.... Moose: Leave Darling in the capable hands of our Mr Fulton. Stan can dispense with him readily. Chloe: But Jack... Moose: We have our own fun this week, continuing the ultimate destruction of your sister and her new family. That IS what you want, isn't it, Chloe? Chloe: Of course, Jack. I just thought... Moose: Darling will dig his own grave, let him be. Your sister, though, doesn't know when to quit. She needs to know that it's time for her to go back home. Chloe: She's not that bright. She's still thinking she's better than me. She and her boys will learn. Too bad she didn't take that WWE offer before you broke her face. Moose: Now she's damaged goods. Even with her special brews to help her, she's not anywhere near a match for you. At Mayhem you, me, and LD will destroy them. Now that we’ve evened the odds. Right Sunny? (Sunny approaches with a drink and some pills in a cup)Sunny: Between your sister's original formula, my family's special treatments, and that tea that Mr McNulty's friend was so willing to share with us...after some...persuasion...well, you will be better than all of them. Now drink, Chloe. Take these, and later, we'll talk. Chloe: Yes, Sunny. (Raising the glass) For Jack and the Saints. (Chloe downs the pills and the concoction as Sunny and Moose smile and the cameras fade)
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:14:23 GMT -5
<Moose watches Chloe down the pills and brew. She then heads to her part of the locker room and starts cleaning her cattle prod. Moose never looks away, but speaks to Sunny> MHJ: Sunny......if I find out you are trying to pull on Chloe what you did on Power......you know what the consequences will be, correct? <Sunny doesn't say a word. She just swallows hard and turns and walks away>
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:14:48 GMT -5
***Tytan is pacing, time for some old school.*** Tytan: It seems once again that all my opponents are keeping quiet. We have a bunch of lost souls trying to find a place in the OOWF universe. First we have Rory Albright the false king that saw his kingdom was almost taken away from him. Then we move on to you Stank. Only when a man experiences death can they truly find out who they are suppose to be. The Gods have been keeping a close eye on you.
Then there is Reyna. A knight in the Kingdom of Christian Carter another false king and another false Kingdom.
Finally we come down to you Firewoman. It seems a lot has changed from when we last met. We have both seen things we weren't ready to see.
But now that has all changed...
In a few days I will be stepping in the ring with you once again. Maybe by getting in the ring with me once again you will finally remember who you are. What are you trying to prove by being a shell of what you were.
But at Mayhem there will be one truth.
I am coming at all of you hard and I am looking to win.
Then I take the title from you Rory ALbright.
FAde
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:15:25 GMT -5
FADE in on OOWF-TV’s interview set. The lights are being set up and chairs arranged. In walks former AWA announcer Marty O’Neil. He gets his ‘lavaliere’ microphone attached to his lapel and looks over his notes.
In walks the OOWF World Heavyweight Champion The Crusher Stan Fulton carrying the World Championship title belt and the custom Grand Slam belt given to him by the Saints of Sinners. He greets Marty and sets up both belts on the table placed in front of the chairs. The belts are arranged so they are pointed towards the cameras.
Fulton and O’Neil speak in hushed tones until an assistant comes over and signals that the crew is ready. The lights outside the interview area dim and the crew signals to O’Neil... THREE... TWO...MO: “I’m Marty O’Neil and welcome to OOWF Face-to-Face. My guest today is the current OOWF World Heavyweight Champion, The Crusher Stan Fulton.” SF: “Pleasure to be here, Marty.” MO: “We’ll get to a bunch of topics today, Stan, but I’d like to start with the recent attempts by a certain sports entertainment company trying to take over the OOWF. That attempt led by a former holder of your world title, Alexander Darling.” SF: “Marty, I know a lot of people, both in the OOWF and out of it, have been all concerned about this quote-unquote takeover. But to be honest, it doesn’t have any effect on me.” MO: “None at all?” SF: “Not really. Darling can mouth threats and demands and appear on WWE programming all he wants. If his contract with the OOWF is not exclusive, he’s allowed. But you know the real reason why OOWF Grand Slam Champion Alexander Darling is in the WWE? Because he cannot hang with the OOWF roster any more. I would have said he’d be a first ballot OOWF Hall-of-Fame recipient. Now that he’s in that other company, it probably diminishes that option now. But he just doesn’t have what it takes to compete here. I proved that in a series of matches against him. I made him insignificant. Well, that and his sham of marriage. So he runs off to Connecticut and makes whoopee with a goth girl. I don’t care, Marty.” MO: “Let’s take a look at a clip shown here exclusively on OOWF-TV.” Tomorrow my WWE journey begins and later this week, I continue my OOWF journey to the World Heavyweight Championship...and here's what scares everyone in both companies...there's no one back there in the WWE locker room and especially no one in the OOWF locker room who's going to be able to stand in my way. Because when all is said and done, I'm Alexander Darling and well, no one else is. SF: “As I said, Marty. I’ve already proven to Mr. Darling that he’s no threat to me or my Championship. Posturing is all well and good, but that’s all the WWE is. Posturing. Real wrestling takes place in a OOWF ring. Darling can’t wrestle anymore so he’s going to be a sports entertainer. More power to him. But again, it doesn’t concern me in the slightest.” MO: “Would you put your Championship on the line in a match with him?” SF: “Marty, I’ll put my Championship on the line against anyone on the OOWF roster. And three times a night against anyone on a WWE roster. Maybe Darling will have Seth Rollins run in and hit me in the head with a briefcase and call it a five-star match.” MO: “We’ll take a short break here and be right back.” An advertisement plays for the OOWF Shop and then one promoting this week’s Midweek Mayhem .MO: “Welcome back. We’re talking with the OOWF World Heavyweight Champion, The Crusher Stan Fulton. Stan, let’s get into your recent actions against your opponent on Wednesday night, Mai Muyo.” SF: “If you’d like.” MO: “Well, I wonder what made you to brutalize someone you sincerely cared about.” SF: “There’s really no confusion on that, Marty. I needed to send a message to the OOWF roster. Everyone has viewed me as a caricature. As a joke. ‘Oh look at Stan Fulton trying to find a gimmick.’ Well I needed to make the statement that here is the real Stan Fulton. No gimmicks; no character. Just me. A very angry, dangerous wrestler. Someone who won’t go looking for trouble and will be cordial with anyone and everyone outside that ring. But if you step into that ring and you’re not one of the Saints, I will tear your arms off and shove them down your throat. I will brutalize and maim you. No regrets; no remorse. I did that to Mai Muyo, someone I called friend not that long ago. Imagine what I’ll do to everyone else in this company. Or any other company, Mr. Darling.” MO: “And Moosehead Jack led you to this?” SF: “Moosehead Jack didn’t lead me anywhere. Moose just showed me what I was covering up with false facades. I was hidden behind all that pantomime. Like the real me was subjugated to a small corner of my mind while Reverend Stan and all the others pretended they were me. But Moose pulled away all the false Fultons and left the real one. So I’m indebted to him.” MO: “When we come back, we’ll talk about the state of the OOWF and Stan Fulton will give his opinions on the OOWF roster. We’ll be right back.” Assorted promos for Midweek Mayhem and Hell on Earth 10 .MO: “Welcome back. We’re talking with OOWF World Heavyweight Champion, The Crusher Stan Fulton. Stan, let’s talk about a few prominent members of the OOWF roster. Let’s start with your former tag team partner, Ecosystem. What he did to Danny Taylor is inexcusable, don’t you think?” SF: “On the contrary, it was sheer genius. The idea itself mind you; the plan and the execution were piss-poor. If you’re going to take out someone you don’t use a car. You use a sniper. I might be a bit racist here, but I’m sure Juni has access to yakuza. That would have worked better.” MO: “You’d condone a cold-blooded murder?” SF: “Haven’t you all gotten this through your heads? I don’t have a moral boundary any longer. If something needs to be done, do whatever it takes to get it done. If it means stomping a mudhole into someone you used to call friend? Do it. I personally have nothing against Victor, but Juni had a goal and he thought taking Victor out would achieve that goal. I can admire that type of courage.” MO: “I cannot believe you would call running down a man courageous.” SF: “Then you don’t know me as well as you thought, Marty.” MO: “Let’s move on if we can. Your thoughts on the returning Firewoman as commissioner.” SF: “It’s too bad what’s happened to her.” MO: “Let me guess, you think she was better off the way she was before the treatments she’s been receiving.” SF: “And you’d be right. It all started with her marriage to that puffed-up Alexander Darling. Emotions get you killed. She’s lost her edge, everyone can see that. And it all started when she started caring about anyone but herself.” MO: “Your opponent this week, Mai Muyo. You face her for her OOWF Intercontinental Championship.” SF: “She’s a means to an end. It would be nice to hold all the individual titles at once. Not sure if it’s been done before. To be World, Intercontinental, Onslaught and Ironman champions all at once? Epic. I’ll do my best to defeat Mai for the IC title. She’s absolutely worthy to hold that title or even the World title. I’ve known that from the start. So this week will be very difficult.” MO: “Your thoughts on the Saints of Sinners?” SF: “They are my family. My brothers and sister. I owe them everything. I’d give my life for them if they asked.” MO: “You speak as if you are a cult member and cannot see what they do. Only the supposed good.” SF: “I don’t care what anyone else thinks, Marty. I don’t care what you think of us. I don’t care what the so-called OOWF Universe thinks of us. I only care what I think and what the Saints think. That is all that matters. All.” MO: “On that note, we have to say good night. I’m Marty O’Neil. My guest has been OOWF World Heavyweight Champion, The Crusher Stan Fulton. Tune in to OOWF-TV this Wednesday night at 8:00PM Eastern, 7:00PM Central time for Midweek Mayhem, featuring a title match for the OOWF Intercontinental Championship between Stan Fulton and Mai Muyo. Good night and have a pleasant tomorrow.” O’Neil and Fulton talk some more as the lights dim and we FADE.
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:17:43 GMT -5
Firewoman is SITTING~! in her office with her Pumpkin Spice Latte!! going over some stuff with John Ross Ewing, who is dressed in casual slacks and a nice shirt, opened at the collar but not cheesy. His feet in cowboy boots are propped on her desk, and his cowboy hat is hanging on a hook that may or may not have just been added for the purpose.JRE: I'm just saying Hell on Earth better be a hell of a lot better than Night of Champions if we are to turn this thing around. FW: C'mon, since when have we ever NOT been the better company. JRE: Still....although....it was nice having someone to watch it with. They exchange smiles.FW: Well, yes...that was nice. But I can't keep accepting these invitations, Mr. Ewing. Whatever WOULD people think? JRE: Whatever indeed... Fire goes back to sipping latte and pouring over some documents.JRE: You know, you're too good at this business end of things. How 'bout when this whole WWE/OOWF thing settles down we look into moving you into the office permanently? FW: What? JRE: You heard me. No more risking life and limb, gettin' that pretty face all bruised up. We COULD move the offices to Dallas, even.... FW: No more...fighting? JRE: It's "wrestlin,' " darlin' and no, no more of that. Leave that to the younger and stupider. FW: * ignoring him* You know, looking over Power's contract with Sunny, there's an easy way to get out of this. Fire shows him something in print so fine, he has to squint. He whistles.JRE: See what I mean? I would have totally overlooked that. You gonna tell her? FW: Nope. She can come to me. After I tried to warn her and then she got all ranty? JRE: That's what I like about you. You Darlings carry grudges more than we Ewings-- FW: Quinn. JRE: Oh? Any further discussion is interrupted by Eric O' Mac coming in, sitting down and putting his boots on the table right next to John Ross's. It's clear the two do not like each other. They are being over-nice to compensate.EoM: Mr. EWing. JRE: Mr. McMahon FW: Get your feet off my desk. EOM: His are up there! JRE: * smirking* I'm special. EOM: Fine. Fire, why has my wrestler not been paid? FW: Who? EOM: Heath Slater. Wrestled against your HUSBAND *looks pointedly at John Ross, who feigns innocence* last week. Still hasn't gotten his check. FW: Slater...Slater....hrm....yes, I do remember ... John Ross, be a dear and pull his file for me? You're closer. John Ross opens the drawer.FW: Not "S"..."J." JRE: Huh? FW: Jobber. John Ross and Firewoman smirk as Eric just sneers. John Ross switches drawers and finds the right folder, and takes it to Fire with over-the-top graciousness and a slight exaggeration of the Texas accent.JRE: Here you are, ma'am. FW: Thank you. John Ross sits down smirking at Eric's continued fuming.FW: Ah, here it is. No 10-99. EoM: What? FW: I do things by the book as commissioner. No tax paperwork, no pay check. EoM: He's a WWE employee! FW: Yes well, you haven't successfully taken over yet, Eric. IF and I do mean IF you, do, that's another issue. Until then OOWF is still separate and still needs separate tax paperwork. He turns that in, I pay him. Simple as that. EoM: Fine... He stands to go. Fire stands as well.FW: That goes for all your wrestlers, Eric. In fact, I need to be consistent and if they show up with nothing in this office saying they're hired to be here? I will personally have security escort them out. EoM: You wouldn't even-- FW: Try me. Eric considers. EoM: You have gone soft. Old Fire would have threatened to douse them with gasoline and strike a match. FW: I didn't say what would happen once I got them out of my arena. Or you. Eric looks like he's about to come over the desk. John Ross starts to intervene, but a look from Fire has him staying put.
FW: There's the door. Er...doorway. Use it. Eric turns around and storms out. Fire sits down, calm as can be. John Ross looks between her and the doorway for a minute.JRE: Well...I reckon you got everything handled here. Dinner before Raw? FW: You know...yeah...I could use some food. JRE: Pick you up at 5:30. John Ross grabs his hat, and of course tips it to her as he walks out the door. Fire watches him walk away (yes, like that) and then shakes her head and gets back to work.
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:18:14 GMT -5
*Memphis, TN* Some relevant Monday Night Raw info, Alexander Darling made his debut accompanied by Eric O'Mac and his opponent was Yoshi Tatsu. After disposing of Yoshi in under a minute with a BRAINBUSTA. Alexander called out anyone else from the back as he needed to work up at least a little sweat in his debut. Zack Ryder answered the open challenge and didn't prove to be much more of a challenge as Alexander beat him in about 2 minutes with THE MONEY CLIP. Alex then talked about how he swore he heard the best talent in the world was in this locker room and he wasn't seeing it, so he made another open challenge to the back and this time Sheamus came out. Alexander looked a little shocked as he conferred with Eric, and the non-title match got underway. It was a solid back-and-forth encounter and Alex shocked Sheamus when he lifted him up and nailed the DARLING DRIVER for the clean win. Later in the show, Alexander was seen watching matches including Mark Henry, Rusev, Cesaro, Jack Swagger, and John Cena as he discussed plans for his future with Eric.
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:18:36 GMT -5
*DK and Dee are throwing a medicine ball back and forth* DK: Fired up for the match? Dee: Never liked Eco, want to rip off Evans head and $#!t down his neck, gouge his eyeballs and skull-f0(k him, and Lexi is a traitor who disgraced her family. DK: A simple yes would have sufficed. *They stop throwing the medicine ball and drink cans of Fosters, and belch* DK: Time to act like Team From Down Under. Dee: Or maybe Empty Team.
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:19:10 GMT -5
(Raw has long since gone off the air. Moose and Chloe are watching the History Channel, Moose in a comfy chair with Chloe kneeling by his side. Sunny approaches with Chloe's drink and supplements. Moose looks hard at Sunny who kneels beside Chloe. Chloe calmly puts down her beer and takes the supplements and washes them down with the drink. She smiles and snuggles close to Moose. Sunny stands up and walks in front of Moose.)Sunny: How dare you try to embarrass me in front of your other Saints. Moose: Just a warning, Sunny. Sunny: A warning? You know exactly what my intentions are! Moose: I only know what you SAY your intentions are. Sunny: Why would I want to make an enemy of those who would be my strongest allies here? I only want revenge on her and her boys. Chloe: Sis and the boys. This will be fun! Sunny: I want them eliminated, permanently. Moose: And they will be...eventually. Sunny: Chloe is rapidly becoming the physical equal of her sister. With her more violent nature already established, she will dominate both Power and her boy toy in the ring. Moose: And the head games? Sunny: Not necessary with Chloe. She's already strongly bonded with you. She would do anything for you. Chloe: For you, Jack. For the Saints. Whatever you need. Sunny: That's all I want, Moose. And that's the same thing you want, when you get down to it. Moose: Not really. I want something better. Chloe: Better, Jack? Oh, tell me. Sunny: Yes, let's hear it. (Chloe and Sunny lean in close to Moose who whispers softly. Chloe gets a demented look on her face and bounces up and down on her knees, while Sunny stands up, crosses her arms, and smirks at Moose.)Sunny: I underestimated you again, Jack Quinn. And I think I can help you with this project as well. Moose: I don't think we need you to make this happen. Sunny: Oh, I don't think you understand. The groundwork for what you want is already in place. (Sunny takes her handbag and searches through it. She pulls out a folder and hands it to Moose. He scans the information and smiles.)Moose: And this is already in place? Sunny: Oh yes, and taking it to the next step is easy. Moose: Let's talk later. I need to think about this. And about Chloe... Sunny: No worries. I understand your position...as long as you understand mine. Moose: Until later. Chloe: Bye Sunny. Thanks! Sunny: Goodbye little one. So long Jack. (Sunny leaves the room and Chloe snuggles back with Moose.)Chloe: She's nicer now. Moose: We'll see how nice she is. She better not cross us. Chloe: She won't, Jack. Or else. Trust me. (Moose and Chloe go back to watching television as the scene fades)
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:19:53 GMT -5
BACK at the house show in Yankton...Eco waves his hand at the ninjacam, and it backs toward the newly repaired door. As it backs out and the door begins to close...
Tuska: We need to talk. Eco looks intrigued and grins a snake's grin as we
FADE The cameras creep their way in through the window. THEY'VE GONE INTO BUSINESS FOR THEMSELVES~! Eco: You're crazy. This is crazy. Tuska shrugs.Eco: But you're serious about this. Because of the way that you...because of the way you feel. Tuska nods. Eco: I must say, I've never had that problem. The feeling one. Well, except...never mind. I can help. But if I help, I expect something back. Tuska raises an eyebrow, and looks over at Eco's contracts. Eco: Nothing like that. You're a man of honor, I know that. And I expect that if I ask you for a reasonable favor when I need one, you'll listen seriously. Tuska hesitates, but nods. Eco: Good. It's good to have another friend here. Eco opens his desk and rifles through business cards. He pulls out one and hands it to Tuska.Eco: A friend of mine. She teaches chemistry at the University of North Carolina, Chapel Hill. She'd be able to help with one way. If you want to take a different path, let me know. Tuska nods and exits - as Chris Evans is coming in. Tuska just nods at Evans.Evans: Whoa whoa, are you making deals with Shane? Eco: No harm in making another friend. Evans: You know we're trying to take his championship, right? Eco: We will, Chris. Trust me. Evans: Juni, there's a reason that's not your catchphrase. FADE
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:21:07 GMT -5
OOC: What time is it? DOUBLE POST TIME.
OOWF Intercontinental Champion Mai Muyo knocks on the side of the doorway of Firewoman’s office.Firewoman: What now – oh, hi Mai. Mai: You also drink pumpkin spice lattes. We’re twins. Mai raises her own latte to Firewoman, showing the friendship bracelet wrapped around her ring finger. Fire brightens slightly. Firewoman: You seem calmer than I expected. Mai: I had a couple days to calm down. Besides, I have a big match this week. Firewoman: Right. Fire goes into her file cabinet and pulls the Mayhem card out of her “B” folder. Mai: “B”? Firewoman: Bonesteel. The show is in the Bonesteel subfolder. Mai: I’m not sure Bonesteel needs its own folder…. Firewoman: So you’ve got the World Champion. And Juni is making you put your title up instead of the reverse. Charming. Mai: That actually helps me. Firewoman: Really? Mai: Yeah. Stan has everything going for him – his size, his recent attack on me, his World Champion pedigree. Everything but one thing. Firewoman: Which is? Mai: (smiling) He’s facing Mai Muyo for the Intercontinental Championship. And for some reason, Grand Slam Champion Saints don’t do very well with that stipulation. Ask LD and Stank. Firewoman: Cocky. Mai: (embarrassed) Sorry. It sounded snappy in my head. Firewoman: (laughs) It’s fine, Mai. So are we good? Mai: Kind of. Firewoman: Kind of? Mai: I still want to face you. This Sunday. Rationally, I forgive you. But irrationally, I’m still angry with you lying to us like that. And there’s only one place to settle irrational, petty disputes with no real substance. Firewoman: In the ring, LIVE on Pay-Per-View! Mai: Exactly. Firewoman: Would you like to take out your petty frustration against me in any way before that? Mai looks down at Firewoman’s coffee. Fire: Don’t you dare. Mai extends her finger toward the coffee. Fire: DON’T YOU DARE SPILL MY COFFEE! Mai extends her finger closer, and then takes the coffee. Mai: (smiling) Now I have two! Mai jogs off before Fire can jump up. FADE
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:21:34 GMT -5
***OOC: Mobile formatting wah wah. *Power, face still bruised, and Spider are pumping iron at the local gym. In walks Tuska, his face blank but his eyes purposeful. McNulty: Shane-o! Where in the he-- *Power jumps up from a bench and goes to Shane. Power: We were worried Shane! The Saints aren't exactly... *She looks into his eyes for a moment. Her posture becomes slightly defensive, and she uneasily looks over at Spider. Power: Spider, Shane needs to talk. Spider: Ayuh, I'll leave you two alone-- Power: No, he needs to talk to both of us. *Spider looks from Power to Shane and back, and the serious mood starts to become obvious to him. McNulty: I gotcha. What's up Shane? *Tuska takes Power's hand and sits. He gives a sideways glance to the ninjacam and Spider nods. McNulty: Buzz off! *The ninjacam backs out as we fade.
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:23:56 GMT -5
Firewoman is enjoying yet another pumpkin spice latte. Moose sits down.MHJ: You are going to turn into a pumpkin. FW: We don't have to do this anymore. MHJ: You said that once before and you were lying. FW: I know...I can have Dr. Freedman call you. MHJ: From your basement. FW: He's out of the basement. Lucky freed him. MHJ: Right, right....Say, where is Lucky these days? Moose smirks in full-on annoying older brother mode.FW: You know very well where he is. Alex fired him. MHJ: Oh yeah, that's riiiiiight......but Vic hired him. FW: Well, still, he's not hanging around me. I'm surprised to see you so happy about it. MHJ: He's a jerk. FW: Yeah, but that meant you and Alex agreed on something. MHJ: Don't remind me. FW: Again. MHJ: Seriously, stop. Now it's Fire's turn to be annoying little sister.FW: I just figured that's why you hadn't killed him yet. MHJ: Huh? FW: You once said that if he ever betrayed me-- MHJ: Oh, this isn't enough of a betrayal. You two are pissed at each other and playing games. I am sure you will be all goo-goo eyes with each other-- FW: We have never-- MHJ: --and I can go puke somewhere and wonder if you really aren't crazy anymore. Fire looks down, a bit stung by that. Moose sees this and kind of rolls his eyes, mostly at himself.MHJ: No, not like...I didn't mean.... FW: It's okay..... MHJ: ..... FW: ..... MHJ: Well, this is now awkward. FW: Jackie...I need to know. MHJ: What? FW: Why did you.... MHJ: Why did I what? FW: You know... MHJ: .... FW: Fine. Why did you hunt me down, sedate me, and drag me back-- MHJ: I carried you gently, don't make it sound like I dragged you by your hair. FW: Whatever. Why. Moose looks around trying to be somewhere else.FW: Jackie-- MHJ: Because you went too far. FW: Too far? You WANT me to be all violent and-- MHJ: You went too far and you were out of control. FW: No I wasn-- MHJ: Are you hearing yourself? FW: You go out of control and too far all the time. How is you going out of control and too far any different from me-- MHJ: I never went that far. FW: You and I CLEARLY have different definitions of "that far." I'm pretty sure you've taken people off the tops of cages. MHJ: Lying and manipulating everyone... FW: Pretty sure you've done that too MHJ: NOT TO YOU! Moose's voice raises suddenly, and he's angry, and Fire is stunned by how angry he is.MHJ: Maybe it was petty, but you used me, and I was pissed. FW: .... MHJ: .... FW: So...it wasn't to help me. It was to get even. MHJ: Yeah, I guess, in the moment...but that's how I knew there was something-- FW: No, no...I got it. That's what I needed to know. Don't ask the question if you don't want the answer, right? MHJ: I guess......are we-- FW: Us? Pssht. We are Firewoman and Moosehead Jack. Of course we're fine. MHJ: Right..... More awkward silence.MHJ: Are you jumping ship to WWE? FW: What? No way...I'm not going anywhere, they are. MHJ: Even Alex? FW: .... MHJ: Fire-- FW: Moose, we need to get everyone on the same page. There's no way to get rid of the McMahons without a unified front, from the office down to the custodial staff. John Ross and I have been over and over-- MHJ: Is that like a fetish you have for annoying rich kids? FW: * ignoring him* -- the reports and...look, there's a plan afoot...I would like to get you on board. MHJ: Me? Saints of Sinners are opposed to management, Madam Commish. FW: Dammit, Moose, WWE takes over and Saints of Sinners won't have anything to be opposed to, and that romantic dream of yours of a 'death in the ring' will be replaced by a reality of death in an alley behind a dive bar. MHJ: .... FW: All I ask is you listen. I'm not sure we can pull it off without you. MHJ: ..... FW: Besides, I don't want you locking me up again for lying to you. Moose starts to laugh, but then sees Fire is not.MHJ: I'm listening. FW: Not here.... Fire takes a napkin and scribbles something on it.FW: Here. No ninjacams. MHJ: Okay...I'll be there. FW: Thanks.... Fire gets up and walks away, then turns back.FW: Oh, by the way...Sean died. MHJ: Huh? FW: Yeah....staggered drunk in front of a train. MHJ: Oh....that's...Rose? FW: No idea. Haven't heard. Davin and Aunt Robin are trying to find her. MHJ: Oh.... FW: Yeah...should we.....do something? MHJ: I....yeah, I dunno. FW: Well, if you think of something... MHJ: Yeah...I'll meet you in a few. Fire walks away and Moose kind of just sits there for a minute, before he gets up to follow.
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Post by firewoman on Jun 16, 2017 19:24:54 GMT -5
*Ric Flair's Sandwich Shop* Stan Fulton has set himself up in a back booth going over some of his business holdings when he looks up at the television and sees WWE Main Event playing. As he shakes his head, he sees Alexander Darling heading towards the ring with Paige as they are set to face Brie Bella & Ron Killings. Stan just shakes his head and we hear him mumble something about trading down and pale skin and can't handle the real wrestlers. As the match finishes with Alexander putting Killings down with a DARLING DRIVER as Paige has Brie locked up in the SCORPION CROSSLOCK. We hear Stan sigh as he says, like that will get you ready for Hell on Earth... Alexander: That won't, but this will...Alexander slams his Eric O'Mac personally autographed sledghammer upside Fulton's head. Crusher snaps back and before he can react, Alexander follows up by slamming Stan's head onto the table. Alex drags him out of the booth and the brawl is on as Stan starts firing back. As they brawl, they are trash talking the hell out of one another. Crusher: You can't handle it here anymore.Alexander: Like I'm scared of another of Moose's puppets. If the man himself couldn't run me out, what chance do you think you have?Punch, kick, slam, frying pan, chair, table...etc. Crusher: I've already proven I'm better than you.Alexander: You've proven nothing until you can stand on your own. And anytime you try, you're a walking failure.Clangy poles, catering tables, wooden pallets...etc Crusher: *gasping* Nothing but a Sports Entertainer.Alexander: *wiping blood out his eyes* A sports entertainer that is going to make your world crumble.Security finally swarms in and breaks the two apart... Alexander: Keep that belt shiny for me bitch.Crusher: Over my dead body Reek.Alexander: That's the plan.*Fade*
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