OOWF Judgment Eve IV PPV

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OOWF Judgment Eve IV PPV
Live! From Tokyo, Japan

OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match[/u]
Poe vs. The Dead vs. DH Magnusson

OOWF Intercontinental Title Three Way Dance[/u]
Stank vs. Thim Reynolds vs. Nayr

OOWF World Tag Team Title Match[/u]
The Chickenshit Heroes vs. kz

OOWF Onslaught Championship Match[/u]
Outback Jack vs. Matt Folz

OOWF Campeonas de Trios 4 Way Ladder Match[/u]
Run DLP vs. IHOP vs. Team Fuel vs. Team TeAM

Giant Mech Battle to the Death[/u]
Concrete TG vs. SLEAR BV Man

Hell in the Cell Weapons Match[/u]
Anders Denial vs. Alexander Darling

card subject to puffer fish poisoning

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*Poe's Locker Room*

Alexander Darling stumbles into the back room and as soon as he steps through the door Alexis is yelling at him.

Alexis: I can not fucking believe you just layed down. You have no fucking balls Alex. At least fight back. Do something.

Lexie walks up to her brother and pushes him back against the door and starts slugging away at his chest.

Hit me. Show something. Prove to me you're alive.

The assault continues until the door slams open and sends Alexander sprawling to the hard cement floor and it leaves Alexis staring right at Poe.

You've won. You've broken him.

Poe: Do you really think that's what this has been about. If so, you know nothing about me. It's not about breaking him. It's about making him suffer like he made me. It's about taking his dignity, his pride, and that which he holds most dear.

Poe leers at Alexis and she's about to reach out and slap him when Alexander grabs her wrist from behind.

Alexander: Do not dare.

Poe: I thought I told you to handle this Boy.

Alexander: I have tried Master, but she is too headstrong for me to deal with. I am sorry Master, but I do not know what else to do.

Poe: Then I shall do something about it. Unless you still have some feeling to protect her from my teachings.

Alexander: No Master...maybe you can get through to her where I have failed yet again. Do what you must.

Alexis: WHAT!!! Alex, don't...you can't mean...

Poe: Silence Isis. It's time for you to come with me.

Poe grabs Alexis by the arm and drags her out of the room all the while she is kicking and screaming for her brother. Alexander ignores her and falls to the ground in Lotus Position.

*Fade*

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Firewoman, Evans, and Larson are recuperating in their locker room. Lucky has Firewoman’s stuff together. Dr. Freedman enters.

Dr. Sid: Big match coming up. Your second return to—

FW: You don’t have to tell me, doc.

Dr. Sid: Well, perhaps your recent behavior is related?

Firewoman looks around as Lucky pretends to not be listening.

FW: I don’t think we need to—

Dr. Sid: I think we do.

Firewoman looks around a bit nervously, and her eyes fall to Lucky, who makes a nod of agreement with the psychiatrist

FW: I really don’t have time for this… I have to prepare for a very important—

Dr. Sid: A very important match, I know. They’re all very important matches. I think we should take a detour.

C”L”E: Where?

“B”BL: I’m up for some sightseeing…

Dr. Sid: I wasn’t going to bring this up, but the people paying my salary would really like you to go.

Firewoman glares at Dr. Freedman for a minute, then nods, but looks away.

Dr. Sid: I’m afraid this is not a group field trip. Just me and Fire.

FW: And Lucky.

Dr. Sid: I don’t think—

FW: I don’t care.

Dr. Sid: (sighs) Fine.

FW: Fine. Evans, Larson, I’ll be a day or so behind you, but I’ll be there. Lucky, before we go….

Lucky: Right.

An OOWF screen pops down from nowhere and Lucky produces a microphone.

FW: Congratulations, DLP. You managed to not lose. But that’s not the same as winning. And now we have one more chance at Judgement Eve. I have some business to take care of, so I trust that you’ll all be on your bestest facey behavior. I’d hate to have to have another bit of unpleasantness backstage. Wait…no, I wouldn’t.

Firewoman turns to walk away, then looks back to the camera.

FW: Keep an eye on your alleged allies, Davin. I may decide I want one of them for myself. Which would totally sparkle with me.

Firewoman heads toward the exit, with Lucky following. Dr. Freedman is leaving when Evans stops him.

C”L”E: Where are you guys going?

Dr. Sid: Kobe.

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*Scheme Gene catches up to OBJ and Wally*

SG: Gentlemen, any updates on Gator Bait?

OBJ: He's working hard in rehab

WBK: And I'm getting lots of mail from his fans!

SG: Such as?

WBK: Here's one from "Billy" in Florida: "Dear Wally, I may be a succesful basketball coach, but I'm also a OOWF fan. I hope Gator gets well soon! Sincerely, Billy. PS: Also, thanks for hooking me up with those twins..."

SG: Hey Wally, this is a family show!

WBK: Sorry, Gene. Let's try this one: "Dear Wally, I may be a succesful football coach, but I'm also a OOWF fan. I hope Gator gets well soon! Sincerely, Urban. PS: Also, thanks for hooking me up with those twins..."

SG: Wally!

WBK" Sorry, Gene. Let's try this one from Tim in Florida! : Hey Wally, Coach told me about those twins...

SG: I wonder if TNA is hiring.

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*Stank is standing in the Destroyitarium with his Intercontinental Title belt slung over his shoulder. Outback Jack sits at the bar in the background, his Onslaught Championship strap straddling the stool next to him. SLEAR BV Man steps out the restroom, but when he spies the camera crew getting ready to interview Stank he hastily retreats back into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.*

SFJ#2 - Ladies and Gentlemen I'm standing by here in the Destroyitarium with the OOWF Intercontinental Champion... Stank.
Thank you for talking with us champ.

Stank - Anna. Congratulations on your number two status.

SFJ#2 - Thanks. So the OOWF fans want to know exactly what is going on between you and Firewoman?

Stank - Your guess is as good as mine.

SFJ#2 - So you're not trying to form some sort of alliance with her?

Stank - No. I'm not.

SFJ#2 - Really?

Stank - Listen it's like this. Dealing with Firewoman can be... problematic. Moreland knows this first hand. And if he would just stop and think about it for a moment he would realize that Firewoman is not the kind of trouble we need right now in the face of the REAL threat here in the OOWF.

SFJ#2 - Real threat?

Stank - Yeah... I'm talking about Poe and KZ.

SFJ#2 - Whoa.

Stank - A few months back Davin and I had a conversation and in that conversation he opened my eyes a little concerning our OOWF World Champion and his compatriots, the former OOWF Tag Team champions who I'm sure will do their damnedest to rectify that status. I admit at first I wasn't trying to hear anything Davin wanted to say to me. He and I aren't exactly drinking buddies... but then KZ went off and took out one of MY own... Gatorbait. That's right KZ. You think I haven't been paying attention? Gatorbait was the Team from down under and more importantly Gatorbait was Drink and Destroy!.

*Stank stares angrily at the camera.*

Stank - I will not abide what they did to Gatorbait. The Onslaught Champion who sits behind me will not abide it either. Yes I held back. I didn't do anything out of respect for Outback Jack. The Aussies war with KZ was of their own volition, but that doesn't mean I have to like the result. Nonetheless I trusted ONE man to do something about it. ONE man who I THOUGHT held enough respect for me to not abide this offense himself. That man was Poe. A man who likes to call me brother. Well listen BROTHER. I see how you like to operate. I see how you treat the Darlings. I see how you carry yourself in and outside the ring. And I will not have you and KZ running roughshod all over the OOWF!

SFJ#2 - Aha! So you ARE trying to form an alliance with...

Stank - Listen to me Anna! I'm not trying to form an alliance with Firewoman. I'm just... I just want to make DAMN sure SHE isn't in the way.

SFJ#2 - Okay then... what about Davin Moreland?

Stank - What about him?

SFJ#2 - We've seen on two different occasions you coming to his aid.

Stank - ... ... ... Let's just say that right now... Davin is the only other person around here who realizes the threat Poe and KZ are to the OOWF. I need him... I may not particularly like him... but I need him. There is no way Poe and KZ could stand to Davin and mine's combined efforts. Besides... Davin's a face now and he's made a good faith effort to try and make amends. I'm forgiving man. Just look at my faction. All enemies at one point. Now brothers in arms.

SFJ#2 - Finally. You are defending your IC Championship against Thim Reynolds and Nayr at Judgment Eve IV. Any words for your opponents?

Stank - When I held the OOWF World Championship... I held that belt longer than anyone else in this company. A dominate seven months. That should tell you one thing boys... I don't let go of championships easily. So come Judgement Eve... I'm going to do what I do best. I'm going to dominate that match and I'm going to walk out still your OOWF Intercontinental champion.

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It's raining on a dead end street in a really really bad area of Kobe, Japan. Three figures are standing outside, competing for who looks the most out of place...the short Jewish psychiatrist, the tall, geeky stats-manager, or the shortish, obviously American woman. They walk up to the door and stand, looking to the woman for direction.

L: Is there nowhere in the far East that you go that isn't an abandoned-looking building in some back alley somewhere?

FW: Starbucks?

Dr.S: Okay, so what do we do now.

FW: We knock.

Fire approaches the door, hesitates as if she's trying to remember something, then knocks in a specific rhythm. Lucky looks closely at the door and sees this seal:



L: Dammit, Fire!

Sid and Fire both look back at him in a bit of shock at his tone.

L: Aren't these the ones that Eco--

Fire starts to answer, but she's interrupted by the peek hole opening, revealing the eyes and nose of someone looking out. He sees who it is, and the eyes widen, then narrow menacingly. The peek hole slams shut.

Dr. S: Maybe you had the wrong rhythm.

FW: It's the right knock. They just need to be convinced.

Firewoman knocks again, this time with a bit more, um, emphasis. The peek hole slides open again, and Fire reaches up, grabbing the sentry's nose and pulls. Muffled screams are heard, and then the door opens, as that is the only way to release the pressure. The sentry comes staggering forward, but before he can recover, Firewoman head butts him (the right way, not the stupid way Kozlov does), and he collapses to the ground.

Dr. S: Are you sure that's wise?

FW: We're in, aren't we?

L: There is nothing about this that is wise.

FW: Gotta let them know to not fuck with you early on, boys.

The three wander into a huge room that has been converted. There are bars around the edge serving copious amounts of alcohol, and three large cages in the middle. There's a crowd around each one, and inside each one there are two or more combatants. The entire place smells of alcohol, blood, and sweat. They wander around a bit, Lucky and Dr. Freedman attempt to avoid the stares and whispers, but Firewoman makes sure to make eye contact, especially with two gentlemen in suits.

Dr. Sid: So....this is a fight club. Why is it she looks like a tiger in its natural habitat.

L: Lion, actually. I think I'm going to find the bar.

FW: You are doing no such thing.

Lucky nods, and they walk around to the cage that is, of course, farthest from the door. Firewoman stops and stares.

Dr. Sid: So, this one?

FW: You know, we...those of us in NOAH, the rookies, mostly... We'd come to these in different cities. We weren't supposed to of course, because if we got hurt and couldn't perform, well...we'd be fired. Which made it all the more fun, right? So we'd all go, or the guys would, but every once in a while they'd invite me.

Dr. Sid: Just you? Not the Darlings?

FW: Naw. I never told them about this stuff. For all their love of violence, they probably wouldn't have approved. Anyway, so I'd go, and pretend to be someone's girlfriend. Then they'd pretend to talk me into trying it, sometimes against that night's champion. They'd all bet on me, and the odds would be ridiculous. Of course, I'd win, we'd all clean up and run out before they could get too angry about losing.

Dr. Sid: Okay, keep going....you know why I brought you here...although, I'm beginning to question it myself. (He looks around nervously)

FW: So, I got invited by one of the ... I thought just the rookies did this, but no. Those who had been in Japan for a while knew where the exclusive ones were. The Yakuza ones, of course.

L: Of fucking course.

FW: So, when he invited me along....

Dr. Sid: You couldn't say no.

FW: That's just the thing. I did. But I went anyway. And we did the usual gag, setting me up as the ringer, but....

Dr. Sid: Go on.

FW: This is stupid.

Dr. Sid: Come on....

At that point, a Japanese man comes up to the three

JM: You. You are with OOWF, yes. You fight our champion.

FW: Naw, I really can't right now, I'm just here to watch.

JM: You fight our champion, or I place a call.

Firewoman's anger rises.

L: Fire...don't...look at me....

Too late. Fire takes her jacket off, hands it to Lucky, and heads toward the cage entrance.

Dr. Sid: You know...where are you going?

L: To get that drink. And to place a bet.

Dr. Sid stays put and watches. Fire gets in the cage and the match begins. There is a flurry of punches, kicks, bites, bodies flying against cages. It's a nasty, vicious match, and more than once Dr. Sid recoils in horror. Lucky joins him with a ticket in one hand, and a scotch in the other.

Dr. Sid: Shouldn't you do something?

L: What? I'm a statistician, not a fighter.

C"L"E: What do you want us to do?

L: What are you two doing here?

"B"BL: You really think we're going to let our partner go on some sort of personal discovery thing without back up?

Suddenly a cheer erupts from around the cage, and people are standing. No one can see who the winner is. Until Firewoman emerges from the crowd, that is, getting slaps on the back from the spectators. Her formally white T-shirt is soaked with blood, and the gash on her head courtesy of Davin has reopened.

C"L"E: Awesome! You won?

"B"BL: Is that your blood or his?

FW: A little of both. Okay, a lot of both.

Dr. Sid: Is the other guy .... dead?

FW: I think he's just unconscious.

Dr. Sid: You think?

FW: How much, Lucky?

L: Enough that we probably don't want to stick around for long.

FW: Then let's...what are you two doing here?

"B"BL: Back up.

FW: Seriously?

Dr. Sid: So....back to....

Firewoman clearly is feeling better, as she takes a swig from the scotch Lucky gives her as he goes to collect his money.

FW: Oh yeah....last time. Well, it was kind of a set up.

Dr. Sid: For saying no?

FW: Yeah. It was supposed to be kind of a battle royale, but it ended up being me against them.

Dr. Sid: And what happened?

FW: What do you think, doc. I got the shit kicked out of me, and left to die in the ring with a knife sticking out of my side, while my "friend" watched and then walked away. Even the proprietors of this lovely establishment were trying to stop it. But he had total control over the match.

Dr. Sid: So you were abandoned, just like--

FW: That's enough psychology for one night, Doc. I need to get out of here before some folks put two and two together. Let's head for Tokyo.

"C"LE: So,... you're good?

FW: Sparkling. I've exercised some demons I think. Which is nothing but bad news for Davin.

L: Okay, I got the money, can we please go to Tokyo now?

The five make their way to the door. As they pass by the sentry, who is still being assisted by a friend with his massive nosebleed, Fire smirks and blows him a kiss.

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Eco: It's good to be home.

(He continues looking out over his home city, smiling and taking a second to focus the camera on the bright lights before panning back to his own face.)



Eco: So, it appears I've been given a title match--not the one I was thinking of, but a title match nonetheless. Of course, for Tytan and me, it has the same problem as our tag title match--we need not lose to be beaten. We just have to not win. So I will come prepared to win. Tytan will come prepared to win. And...shit, what's his name...um...good ol' whatshisface...er, the final member of Team TEaM will come prepared to win. YEAH! I can probably edit that in later.

In all seriousness, on to some other business. We are coming up on a very important milestone in the OOWF. Last year, Stank set the record for longest World Heavyweight Championship reign with precisely two hundred and eleven days. September 30th of 2007 to April 27th of 2008. He beat Chris Cole's record of 201 days, which everyone thought would stand forever, and we then presumed it would be Stank whose legacy would last forever.

Until now. Because Poe, Omar, if you retain your title this weekend, and last past September 27th as champion, you will break that record and become the longest-reigning OOWF World Champion ever. And I cannot,I WILL NOT, allow that to happen.

See, many OOWF members insist on being ahistorical. They forget that I was the one who founded this company. Has the leadership changed drastically, has the franchise expanded? Absolutely. But this company...this company is still my legacy. This company is my baby. And it's one thing to have a bully, a joker, a sadistic son of a bitch be the champion here. It bothers me, it pisses me off, it angers me to no end.

But to go a step further? To have Poe set a record as longest-ever World Champion, a record unlikely to ever be surpassed? To allow this vengeful and despicable piece of scum to not only be recognized, but to be recognized as among the greatest of all time, facilitated by the company I founded?

I will not allow it. I will die before I allow it.

I don't want to win your title, Poe. I want you to LOSE your title. And if I turn out to be the person best suited to make that happen, so be it. If it's Dead or DH, so be it.

This is no idle dream. As your sadism grows, and as you and your despicable daughter finally receive backlash, your focus and concentration grow ever weaker. One week ago, unbeatable Poe, great champion Poe, dropped his three-way match--the first main event he's dropped in a long time--to DH Magnusson. And this last week, the great hero Omar was pinned by a young man from Tokyo, Japan--a man who had already wrestled once that night--by the name of Junichiro Muyo. Or, if you prefer, Ecosystem.

See Poe, "Work Smarter, Not Harder" is a philosophy that is unique to wrestling. In basketball, the only way to win is to play hard all game, making baskets and blocking shots, keeping up with your opponent every step of the way. In football, you have to play a smart offense, a tough defense, and make good judgment calls on fourth down attempts. You know what it takes to win in wrestling, Poe? You know what it would take for me to take that World Heavyweight Title from you?

One...

Two...

Three.

(Eco reaches over to shut off the camera, but thinks of something.)

Oh, and one last thing: Poe, you better damn well not be hurting Alexis beyond using your mere fists, because so help me, you will be facing worse than a title loss.

FADE.

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SFJ#47 approaches L.D. Williams.

SFJ#47: “L.D., Stank had some-”

LD: “I heard what he said. Stank, you poor deluded fool. You've set yourself up as the conscience of the OOWF, and where has it gotten you? You need Davin Moreland. How pathetic. What do you hope to accomplish Stank? Vengeance for your fallen partner? Gator waltzed in here and took my partner, my title, and my place in Drink & Destroy. He got what he deserved. Are you going to rescue the Darlings? Newsflash – Zander asked for this. The boy doesn't want, need, or deserve sympathy. Eliminate Moosehead Jack? As great as you are Stank, you're not the first hero to try. Ask Concrete TG how it worked out for him.

Bottom line Stank, we're not hard to find. Bring Davin, bring OBJ, bring the Masked Wannabes, Hell, bring Fire, 'Crete, and Eco and his minions if you can convince them. There is no one, man, woman, child, or otherwise, who can stop us.

Stank, I know you don't trust me, and I know you don't fear me, so there's only one thing left...

Try Me.”
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In the Locker Room of Dinginess and Distress, D.H. Magnusson is SITTING~! and taping his fists.

DHM: Judgment Eve. Tokyo. You and me, Poe. End of the line.

DHM: I ain't deaf. I hear the talk. "Magnusson can't win the one's that count." "Magnusson can't cut it at the top level." "Magnusson won't be one of those guys that matters when he's gone."

DHM: And then I hear you. I hear words like "poseur". Like "inconsequential". And all your ten-dollar words that all they the same thing. That I can't cut it. That I ain't strong enough. That I ain't hard enough. That I AIN'T SHOWN NOTHIN'!

Magnusson starts ripping at his shirt. Tearing it off, he grabs at the camera:

DHM: Get over here...GET THE FUCK OVER HERE!

Magnusson grabs the camera, twisting to point the camera at a network of scars across his back

DHM: DO YOU SEE THOSE? WHERE I COME FROM, THOSE ARE WHAT HAPPEN WHEN YOU AREN'T STRONG ENOUGH!

Magnusson grabs the camera again, yanking the lens to his forehead and the mass of scars across it.


DHM: WHERE I COME FROM, THESE ARE WHAT HAPPEN WHEN THEY THINK YOU AIN'T HARD ENOUGH!

Magnusson shoves the camera away roughly, dropping back to the bench and hanging his head.

DHM: Every miserable stinkin' day of my miserable stinkin' life I've had people tellin' me I ain't worth spit. Twenty years ago, I wasn't s'posed t'be worth a damn. Ten years ago, I wasn't ever gonna be man enough t'be in this business. Two years ago, I wasn't ever gonna be hard enough t'be to last in this company.

DHM: And I'm still here. You know why? Because I don't stop coming. I don't quit. I keep coming. I don't get scared. I keep coming. I don't break. I...KEEP...COMING! Bash my head in? I KEEP COMING! Try to set fire to my face? I KEEP COMING! Snap my goddamned leg?

DHM: I......keep.....coming.

DHM: So you keep talkin' Spooky. You keep playin' your little games with your sideshow freaks. Keep playin' dark overlord with your jailbait. Keep bullyin' th' people that buy it. I ain't one of them. I ain't one of your lackeys. I ain't one th' people you can scare. I ain't one of th' people you can bully. I ain't one of the people that you can break.

DHM: I'm the one that ain't gonna quit comin' at you until I end it.

Magnusson shoves the camera away roughly, grabbing his logging chain and stalking out of the room. The ninja cameraman hesitates, then takes off to follow as Magnusson storms towards Poe's Locker room. He pauses, seeing Alexander Darling at the door. Darling stares blankly at him for a moment before sliding his feet into a fighting stance.

DHM: Outta th' way, Bitchboy. Somebody's gotta be man enough t'get your sister.

AD: She is with the Master. It's not your concern.

DHM: Master? Jesus Christ, Darling! What in th' hell is wrong with you? That's your SISTER, man! What in th' hell happened to you? I ain't never liked you, but at least you have t'have balls!

Darling stares at Magnusson, shifting his weight back and forth, watching the chain as OOWF security begins to filter in.

DHM: What happened to the crazy son of a bitch that kidnapped Jack and carved his name in his chest? What about the guy that was the leader of the group that almost took this damned company over? The guy that decided to end a business relation by handcuffing his partner to a rope and almost beating him to death?

OOWF mixes between the two, herding Magnusson away.

DHM: Jesus, Alex. Grow a set.

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AA and JA are walking through the Hallway of Random Confrontations.

AA: I'm still not sure about this face stuff, Johnny. Really, who made us faces. I didn't want to be a face. I'm not a face!

JA: I hear you. And what's up with us facing kz AGAIN!? Doesn't anyone read the promos and the match reports? Who books this shit anyway?

AA: Moose. And probably LD now, too.

Unbeknownst the TCH, around the corner is a confrontation. Stank is outnumbered by by kz and Poe. Stank is trying to be a tough guy, but he's badly outnumbered.

Moose: Trying to be a hero, huh? Well, let's see where that gets you in the Hallway of Random Encounters.

Stank: Man, where's Darling when you need him. OK, let's get this over with.

The heel trio is about ready to beat Stank into a bloody puddle when AA and JA stroll around the corner. They stop behind Stank.

Moose: Oh, so you do have backup, huh? I didn't expect to see you two coming to Stank's aid. So that's the way it's going to be, huh?

AA and JA stare at each other, with no clue what they've done.

Moose: Fine, we'll do this some other time. Stank, TCH may have saved you this time. But next time, we don't care what the numbers are.

Moose, LD and Poe leave. Stank turns around to TCH.

Stank: Wow, guys. I never thought...

AA: No, no, no, no, no, no, no!!! Never in a million years! We were just walking around the corner. That's all. We're not faces! Look, I was going to hit you with my title belt!

Stank: Ahhh, I love you guys!

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Poe and Selena are watching OOWF-TV on the couch in Poe's locker room. Poe is laid back, seemingly uninterested. Selena turns to him.

SG: Master, everyone seems to be mad at you.

Poe snickers.

Poe: It is of no concern to me. I am the World Champion. Therefor, they are not. They are blaming me and my success for their shortcomings.

SG: They blame you for what Uncle Moose and Mr. Williams are doing too!

Poe: Yes, how juvenile. I may not know much about the history of this company. The fact that Ecosystem is a founder makes me a little ill honestly. However, knowing Moose the way I do, I'm sure he and LD Williams are not behaving much differently than they did before. But now, those that fear them and are afraid to stand up to them...they bitch and whine at me, like I'm supposed to care or do something to stop them.

SG: I don't want them to stop. They're entertaining. They always bring the best violence.

Poe: That they do goddess.

SG: So are you gonna play any mind games with DH Magnusson like he said you can?

Poe: No.

SG: Why not?

Poe: There's no need. Mr Magnusson, while I'll admit is quite talented, he's been lucky to date. DH, you call me Spooky, you insult my goddess. You sir, do not even rate to me. I have no need to threaten you. I have no need to play mind games with you. What I will do it march into the Tokyo Dome holding the OOWF World Championship. I will do what I do best, which is maim, hurt, and crush the spirits of my opponents. Dead, you will be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Once I am finished with that, then I will leave with the belt. Then I will board the bullet train and head to my home in Kyoto before departing to Mexico.

SG: Dude, we so gotta get a sushi boat.

Poe: As you wish goddess. Now...as for Stank...

SG: Stinkie talkin' all kinds of trash.

Poe: It is no bother...Brother. If you truly wish to lower yourself to align with Davin Moreland, then so be it. You are a great champion, but have questionable judgement. How am I ruining the OOWF? I have brought star power and attention to this Fed like it has never seen before. I am doing you a favor. When you get your royalty check and see how large it is...thank me. As for your threats...

Poe snarls.

Poe: I will let it pass...for now. Mind your tongue, for one day I just may cut it out. Namaste.

SG: Nevermore losers!

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AA and JA walk away from the Stank confrontation and around the corner to find Concrete TG in a standoff with SLEAR BV Man.

SLEAR BV Man: Don’t think that just because we have a Giant Mech Battle to the Death match at OOWF Judgment Eve IV PPV, Live! From Tokyo, Japan this Sunday (cheap pop!) that I won’t put you in the hospital right…oh, so now you have backup.

Concrete TG turns around to find TCH once again stunned by their bad sense of direction when it comes to inadvertently saving faces.

SLEAR BV Man (seeing he’s outnumbered): I will get you in the ring in our Giant Mech Battle to the Death match at...

AA: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Giant Mech Battle to the Death match at OOWF Judgment Eve IV PPV, Live! From Tokyo, Japan this Sunday (cheap pop!) See, I can do that to.

SLEAR BV Man backs off and away from camera range.

CTG: Fellow heroes, you have come to my rescue. How noble of you fine young men!

AA: Who’s that guy think he is, stealing my cheap pop promo? What? Save you? No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no!!! Never in a million years! We were just walking around the corner. That's all. We're not faces! Look, I was going to hit you with my title belt!

Concrete: Ahhh, I love you guys!

JA: This is getting old quick.

[mooseheadjack]

*In The Hallway of Random Encounters, Outback Jack rounds a corner (sure are a lot of corners in this hallway!) and bumps into Matt Folz, causing some of OBJ's ever-present beer to spill onto Folz. The two men glare at each other, clearly ready to come to blows over this, when AA and JA round the same corner. Startled, AA and JA stop, inadvertently placing themselves between OBJ and Folz*

OBJ: Thanks, mates. You're right. We shouldn't brawl in the hallway if we're contending for the Onslaught Championship.

MF: I have to agree. Good thing a couple of nice guys like you two came along. I guess I should have been more careful.

OBJ: Oh, no, it was my fault entirely.

MF: Perhaps we both have learned to be more understanding, thanks to the good work of Johnny and Alan.

OBJ: Right!

MF and OBJ shake hands with AA and JA, and walk off in opposite directions.

AA: I hate this hallway.

[mooseheadjack]

<we cut to Poe’s locker room where Poe is in the back torturing the Darlings or something, leaving just kz in the outer part. Moose is pacing back and forth snarling the whole time>

MHJ: Fucking Adrenaline and AA………..so fucking sick…………goddamn it………

<the pacing intensifies and Moose clearly gets more agitated with each step finally he stops and grabs his barbed wire bat and heads to the door>

LDW: Where are you………

MHJ: Someone fucking dies tonight

<Moose storms out of the locker room, leaving LD sitting on the couch looking a little concerned…….

Moose heads down the hall looking for something, finally he turns into Flair’s coffee shop and walks right to the table where Fire is sitting. Folz starts to move toward Moose, but Moose shoots him a look and he immediately stops. Moose stops in front of Fire snarling>

FW: Yes?

MHJ: The fight club. Let’s go

<Fire barely conceals a smirk and gets to her feet. Lucky, Folz, Larson and Evans get up to follow>

MHJ: No. Just us. No witnesses. Lucky, how much cash do you have……

Lucky: Well, we have some, I mean, I don’t want to divulge….

<Moose reaches into his pocket and tosses a wad of money at Lopez>

Lucky: wh………what is this for?

MHJ: Either bail, or the cost of damages

<without another word, Moose and Fire leave>

[mooseheadjack]

**The Chickenshit Heroes are still desperately trying to find a way out of the hallway when L.D. Williams walks through a door in front of them.**

LDW: “THERE you are!”

**Johnny and AA immediately drop into fighting stances.**

LDW: “Relax. I was going to hunt you two down and explain all the fun things Moose and I are going to do to hurt you when we take our titles back, but seeing the kind of day you've been having, I thought of something better.”

**Williams opens the door he just came through and whistles. There's the sound of many stampeding feet and suddenly Johnny and AA are surrounded by small children, all vying for their attention.**

JA: “What the...?”

LDW: “Six bus loads of elementary school students, all here to meet their new heroes, Johnny Adrenaline and Alan Capps. Pictures, autographs, the whole deal.”

JA: “You miserable son of a-”

**AA elbows Johnny and whispers something to him. Both men smile and turn to the crowd of children.**

LDW: “Oh, and before I forget – Eric made this an official OOWF fan outreach. It's comped, which means you can't charge them a yen.”

AA: “Motherfu-”

LDW: “Have fun boys.”

[mooseheadjack]

*OUtback Jack and Wally are sitting at the Destroyitarium bar when Wally's phone rings*

WBK: Takahashi-san, so nice to hear from you..... not, those were different twins.. right, I can get triplets for you...right, just a moment please...

*Wally and Outback Jack whisper too quietly for the ninja cameraman to pick up the sound*

WBK: Right, unless it's official that Gator can't come back, we'll hold off on revenge, but please don't let anyone top Jack of the Hinterlands' record at the fight club...wait, how much did Attitude Adjuster bet?...

*Wally and OBJ confer again*

WBK: How many guys are there to fight?...OK, 20K on the over...just don't let them break the record tonight, I want Jack to focus on the Onslaught title, not killing people in bar fights!

[mooseheadjack]

(Tytan is in some local gym getting some workout time in and is being watched by some Team TEaM fans when he is approached by SFJ#42.)

SFJ#42: You have been pretty absent from OOWF tv for a little while where have you been and what are you comments for the PPV?

Tytan: (Stopping his workout for a minute.) Well it's about time one of you has managed to catch up to me. I have several things on my mind right now.

First, off after the beatdown that Danny Bonadouche took at the hands of Moose...not to say he didn't deserve that one. I had a night ot two to hang out and party with the rest of the those guys. Rodzilla can do some drinking....

But while I am on the topic of kz how is it that they manage to get a rematch after they bullied there way into our title match and even after they lost and used there rematch clause still manage to get a rematch for the PPV. O' Mac are you really that much of a push over or are you still showing some loyalty to Moose. But I will tell you this kz and especially you Moose. There will be a time and a place when Eco and I meet up with you again....(Batista laughs) it isn't going to be pretty. Since we have plenty of unfinished business with you two goons.

(He looks to the crowd that has gathered.)

Now wouldn't you guys like to see Eco & Tytan take on kz?

(The crowd cheers.)

And that's what these people want.

SFJ#42: And what about the PPV?

Tytan: So now Team TEaM has a shot at the titles...first off we have to wonder if Matte is even going to show up for this match? If he does great...if he doesn't well then it looks like Eco and I are going to have to take these guys on by ourselves.

SFJ#42: The two of you alone?

Tytan: Why not...it would make the highlight reel watching me launch Eco up on to the ladder so he can get the belts.

SFJ#42: That would be pretty cool.

Tytan: You see what I mean...and we would make pretty cool champion too....it would be more interesting with the belts with Team TEaM then any of those other teams. So come the PPV we are coming for the win and nothing else short of that...Now look do you mind heading out of here so I can finish my workout. I have to meet up with Eco in an hour.

SFJ#42: Thanks for you time Tytan.

(FADE)

[mooseheadjack]

<very early in the morning we catch up with Firewoman and Moose, sitting in a seedy Japanese restaurant having coffee. Both are covered with blood, most of it appears to be blood from someone else, but since we are in Japan, no one seems to notice, or care>

FW: You feel better now?

MHJ: Not really, no. Just makes me want to get my hands on Johnny and AA now.

<a long silence passes>

FW: I have never even heard of one of those clubs closing because no one would step up and fight. How many people did we take out?

MHJ: I don't know, all I know is the manager kept screaming something about not letting us break the record.

FW: Since when do you speak Japanese?

MHJ: I have spent more time here than you realize

FW: Oh?

MHJ: Yeah.

<since Moose clearly doesn't want to elaborate any more, another silence passes>

MHJ: So.......Stank

FW: What about him

MHJ: He's up to something

FW: He may be, but right now, he is not my concern. All I care about is getting those Trios titles back.......and making Davin bleed. You should be more concerned about him

MHJ: Yeah, he thinks he needs to get revenge for what we did to Gator. He ought to just let that go, Gator had it coming. What LD said was one hundred percent true.

<another awkward silence between them>

MHJ: You know, the offer still stands

FW: What offer?

MHJ: For Fuel to work with us......or at least Fire

FW: Work with Poe? I doubt it, not after all that has gone on

MHJ: Don't be stupid

FW: Screw you

MHJ: You are making enemies left and right. Those DLP morons would like you dead, Tytan still hates you, and its only a matter of time until Stank gets tired of playing games. I am not saying you have to like him, but there is strength in numbers, you have to pick your battles. Look what happened to DEA. They tried to fight everyone at once, and it caused them to fall apart.

<Fire is looking at Moose, but not listening, she is focused on a piece of Japanese eye candy that is paying his bill. Moose sees this and rolls his eyes as Fire gets to her feet>

FW: Right, pick your battles. You pay for the coffee, I am about to go make someone famous. That totally sparkles with me.

<Fire leaves and Moose lights a cigar (I guess you can smoke in Japan, why not) and drifts off deep into thought>

[mooseheadjack]

OOWF Judgment Eve IV PPV
Live! From Tokyo, Japan

SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ANGER AND RANDOM BLOODY VIOLENCE MAN vs. CONCRETE TG In a TOKYO SUPER GUNDAM ROBO GRANDIZER STREET FIGHT.....TO THE DEATH! (and to claim ownership of LADDER)

The roar of engines and shriek of metal alert the crowd to the arrival of the competitors. Super Large Explosive Anger and Random Bloody Violence Man is the first out in his SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH!



The Mech makes rude gestures and blows steam and hot exhaust at the fans, causing them to boo even louder.

As "With Jupiter in Mind" starts to play, the boos turn to cheers as a genuine replica GOLION VOLTRON lands.....



...and quickly strikes a SUPERHERO POSE to the crowd's delight!

The announcer also welcomes an impartial special guest referee, manga legend AKIRA TORIYAMA!



Toriyama-sensei calls for the bell and WE ARE UNDERWAY!

SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH: YOU BROUGHT A SWORD TO A GUNFIGHT, HERO! LADDER IS MINE!

CTGLion: CITIZEN VIOLENCE, I TOO BEAR RANGED WEAPONS!

With that he raises one lion-headed hand and blasts the SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH with FIRE! Crowd oohs and ahhs as the SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH staggers around and the GOCRETE MECH Leaps out into the streets. From here, several helicopters start pursuing with cameras as an announcement is made for people to remain calm and in their seats as there will be FULL coverage of the destruction!

The two giant mech stumble out of the hall and directly into the Roppungi(bar) district, where the two are slugging it out! SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH leaps back, stomping on Stank’s favorite haunt in the district before launching a torrent of missiles at GOCRETE! GOCRETE leaps clear and watches two more “restaurants” explode into flames! (and if you’re expecting a dubbed voice to tell you those places are empty, you’re on the WRONG show!) GOCRETE tries to keep the fight in-close to prevent more destruction, but with 15-foot tall robots that won’t be easy! SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH clobbers GOCRETE with his hand cannon and shoves him into a transmission tower! GOCRETE stumbles and brings most of it down on him. SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH can be heard laughing as he bends the remains of the tower around GOCRETE and MECHASTOMPS him before firing a point-blank shot that devastates a full city block! Crowd gasps and screams in horror as Tori-bot skates into the smoke to check on GOCRETE. SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH hesitates only a moment before turning away – his mistake as GOCRETE leaps out of the cloud of rubble, straightening the tower into a GIANT METAL SHINAI! GOCRETE SLAMS The giant Shinai down across the top of the SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH, and it shudders from the blow. GOCRETE then slams SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH repeatedly with the giant shinai, the clash of metal on metal echoing against any building still standing! GOCRETE discards the mangled tower and leaps on SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH’s back, attempting a hold. SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH HAS NO NECK! Foiled, GOCRETE settles for a GIANT ROBOT SUPERHERO TAUNT that sends SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH sprawling northwestward, where he slides to a stop outside of ……
A 7-Eleven?

GOCRETE: (ripping open the roof and peeking in) Sumimasen shimashita, Moutain Dew Ultraviolet [/r] iru desu ka?

Tori-bot: (sweatbead) ano…..

GOCRETE reaches into the 7-Eleven as the clerks fill the open lion-maw hand with the requested soda (with some CC Lemon soda for a tip for the free advertising!) GOCRETE then turns just in time as SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH lunges for him!! MECHA THESZ PRESS! SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH rains down punches and laser blasts to try and keep GOCRETE down! But GOCRETE has the POWER OF CAFFEINE backing him now, and he kicks SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH off and even further off the path! GOCRETE is quick to his feet and launches after SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH!

The two lock up again, GOCRETE having the advantage! He pushes SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH back a good 30 yards before SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH reverses! Double leg takedown, followed by a GIANT MECHA SWING!! GOCRETE sprawls further north. Tori-bot pursues, trying to get them back on track, but GOCRETE’s taunts and staggering are only keeping SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH moving further and further away from Tokyo tower.

GOCRETE tumbles into Akirhabara (electronics district) where he finally gets a second to get his bearings. SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH stomps in, but slides to a stop as GOCRETE offers SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH a giant….. controller? SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH almost swats it away as GOCRETE points to one of the giant monitors! The two settle in for a quick round of classic King of the Monsters. The Tori-bot watches as GOCRETE completely PWNS SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH on the game, but Tori-bot waves it off as that is NOT how you win a match to the death. SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH hip tosses GOCRETE into the building and starts heading back toward Tokyo Tower.

GOCRETE pulls free from the building remains and stomps after SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH. The tori-bot points south, and GOCRETE launches into the air after SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH (superhero flight poses optional). GOCRETE tackles SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH again and they tumble through another ward, smashing buildings and causing the typical widespread “panic” (n00bs – they should be USED To this!) SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH shoves GOCRETE off and stands, drawing his favored melee weapon……

THE MASSIVE EXTREME ANGER TETHERED BALL ….. OF DOOOM!

GOCRETE slides to a stop as the M.E.A.T.BALL nearly takes his head off! GOCRETE has his answer quickly…..

GOCRETE: FORM….. JUSTICE SWORD~!!!

And Voila~!! A massive silvery blade with a griffon rampant on the blade! SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH swings the M.E.A.T.BALL again and tries to disarm GOCRETE, but the chain only partially traps the arm. SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH yanks GOCRETE in and point-blanks him a THIRD time! This time there’s plenty of dents from that blow, and GOCRETE nearly drops the Justice Sword.

GOCRETE: (steadying) ONE SHALL STAND, ONE SHALL FALL…..

SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH: WHY THROW AWAY YOUR LIFE SO RECKLESSLY?

GOCRETE: THAT’S A QUESTION YOU SHOULD BE ASKING YOURSELF…..

SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH: NO~!! I WILL CRUSH YOU WITH MY BARE HANDS!

The chain from the M.E.A.T.BALL slacks just enough for GOCRETE to slip loose. The JUSTICE SWORD swings but is blocked by the M.E.A.T.BALL chain! SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH loops the chain around the Justice sword and CLOBBERS GOCRETE with the M.E.A.T.BALL! GOCRETE goes down in a heap, rubble spilling all around him. SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH closes but GOCRETE is playing possum! The brawl ensues again, sword clashing against chain and M.E.A.T.BALL slamming repeatedly into GOCRETE. Finally, the mech staggers just before the Tokyo tower plaza, falling to a knee.

SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH: (raises the cannon and the M.E.A.T.BALL): I WOULD HAVE WAITED AN ENTERNITY FOR THIS…….. IT’S OVER, CRETE.

GOCRETE’s grip on the Justice sword tightens.

GOCRETE: NEVER~!!!!

With a final lunge the Justice sword finds its mark in SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH’s midsection! The mech crashes to the ground, the pilot’s cursing spewing through its speakers. GOCRETE pushes to his feet, and stands over the fallen foe.

SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH: No!! Mercy!!

GOCRETE: YOU, WHO ARE WITHOUT MERCY, NOW ASK FOR IT? I THOUGHT YOU WERE MADE OF STERNER STUFF……..

GOCRETE Turns toward Tokyo Tower and reaches for LADDER. SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH Fires one last desperation shot that BLOWS TOKYO TOWER UP! GOCRETE calls for LADDER but his shouts, even over the robot’s loudspeakers, can’t be heard over the explosion.

SUPER LARGE EXPLOSIVE ARMORED RANDOM METAL VIOLENCE MECH: HAHAHAHAHAHAA~!!!

But what’s this? Tori-bot points……

And down glides NEKO-PLUSHIE with LADDER in hand!! Crowd explodes in cheers of relief as NEKO places LADDER on GOCREATE’s massive metal shoulder. This one is Over, folks!!
WINNER in 22:22 – GOCRETE Takaken Gryfon

ANDERS DENIAL vs. ALEXANDER DARLING – Hell In The Cell Weapons Match

The cage is set up and loaded with all manner of weapons of pain and destruction. Anders Denial is out first, he slowly makes his way to the ring, looking at the crowd and pausing for a moment to look at the cage and weapons. Denial rocks with silent laughter as he steps through the door and climbs into the ring. Next, Poe’s music starts and he and Selena lead his charge to the ring. Darling follows behind Poe, keeping his eyes down the entire time. They get to the cage and Poe looks it over, then turns and grabs Darling’s chin so he is looking him in the eyes. Poe snarls and says something, Darling’s eyes go wide, then he nods in understanding and runs through the cage door, slides into the ring and attacks Anders Denial. Poe laughs and grabs a seat for he and Selena and they sit to watch the match.

Darling takes Denial to the mat with a double leg take down and hammers him in the face with closed fist punches. Denial rakes Darling’s eyes and shoves him to the side and gets to his feet. He picks up a can of plunder and throws it at Darling, catching him in the face with the can. Darling falls to the mat and the plunder spills all over the mat. Denial grabs a logging chain and wraps it around Darling’s neck and tries to choke the life out of him, but Darling gets to his feet slowly and gets a little distance between he and Denial and buries a knee in his mid-section, then grabs the chain and wraps it around his fist and SLAMS it down on the back of Denial’s head, dropping him to the mat. Darling pulls Denial to his feet and grabs a front face lock and DROPS him on the mat with a DDT! The rules of this cage are pin fall or submission only, not escape, so Darling hooks Denial and rolls him over and covers, the referee counts two, but Denial kicks out.

Darling pulls Denial to his feet grabs a ring bell that is lying among the plunder and SLAMS it upside Denial’s head, Denial stays on his feet only because Darling is holding him up. Alex grabs him and lifts him for a power bomb, then runs toward the corner and THROWS Denial into the plywood board wrapped in barbed wire! The board shatters and Denial bellows in pain as the barbed wire slices into his body. Darling stands there glaring at Denial. Denial’s screams turn to laughter as he pulls a small piece of the barbed wire strand across his forehead, opening a gash on his head. Darling snarls and hits a hanging dropkick to Denial’s jaw, but now Darling is tangled in the wreckage as well.

Denial frees himself somewhat and slides under the bottom rope, pulling the wreckage of the plywood and Alexander Darling under the ropes with him, digging the barbs deeper into his flesh. Denial lets the whole mess fall to the floor and frees himself. As Alexander Darling tries to stand up, still tangled in barbed wire, Denial grabs a chair and SLAMS it down on his head. Alexander Darling hits the floor and crawls to the cage and slowly pulls himself up, as Anders Denial is whipping him with a piece of the barbed wire, leaving bloody welts across his back. Darling gets to his feet and Poe walks over to the cage and glares at him. Darling turns to Denial and grabs his arm as he tries to whip him again and slams him face first into the cage where Poe stands. Darling grabs a strand of the wire and wraps it around Denial’s throat and beils him to the floor with it, the barbs leaving nasty gashes in Denial’s neck.

Alexander reaches under the ring and pulls out a table, and sets it up. Bit that is not all, he kicks the remains of the barbed wire board under the table, then rolls Denial onto the table and climbs up himself. Darling gets a few good shots in, then pulls Denial to his feet and sets him up for a pile driver! Darling takes a second to look at Poe, Poe nods slightly, and Darling leaps and DRIVES Denial through the table to the floor! OH MY GOD! Anders Denial is DEAD! Darling rolls him back into the ring and follows him, and covers, but somehow Denial rolls his shoulder just before the three count.

Darling pulls Denial to his feet and lifts him for a crucifix bomb, but Denial frees himself and spins Darling around and JABS HIM WITH A SHIV! Darling looks shocked as Denial keeps coming at him, catching him with repeated shots to the arm and shoulder. Darling tries to back pedal but he falls over some of the plunder in the ring and Denial drops an elbow across his throat. As Darling gasps for air, Denial loops the chain around his neck and pulls him out of the ring, then pulls him to his feet and whips him into the door, which naturally opens, sending Darling flying to ring side. Denial pursues Darling outside the cage, Darling gets to his feet and kicks Denial and slams him face first into the cage. Alexander finds a kendo stick and WEARS Denial out with it. To escape the beating, Denial starts climbing the cage, Darling follows him and soon both men are on top of the cell.

The two men move cautiously around one another, then Darling swings at Denial, but Anders avoids the punch and nearly decapitates him with a clubbing clothesline. A bloody Alexander Darling lies face down on the top of the cage trying to get up, his blood grotesquely dripping off his head and dripping into the ring below. Denial starts to chop, setting up for the BUSINESS SIDE! Darling gets to one knee, then to his feet and Denial charges, but in one motion, Darling scoops him up and hits the CRUCIFIX BOMB AND THE CAGE BREAKS! Both men fall to the mat below! The crowd goes silent, and officials flood the ring trying to help them, but Darling comes to his senses first and pushes them aside and falls on top of a barely conscious Anders Denial and screams for the referee to count. The ref looks completely shocked, but hits the mat and gives a fast three count.
WINNER in 19:49 – Alexander Darling

Poe makes his way into the ring and shoves medical officials aside and pulls Alexander Darling to his feet. Darling looks at him with wild eyes, like he thought of swinging for a fraction of a second, then lowers his head. Poe says something to him, not in quite as sharp a tone this time, and Darling follows him out of the ring and to the back. Officials have Denial on his feet, and he seems to shake the cobwebs free and goes berserk. He punches the medics and OOWF officials, then hits the BUSINESS SIDE on the referee! Denial stands there shaking with silent laughter, then pulls out a blade and slices his forehead open and watches the blood run off his face before slowly making his way to the back.

RUN DLP vs. TEAM FUEL vs. TEAM TEAM vs. IHOP – OOWF Campeonas de Trios Ladder Match

Team TEaM enters first to the tune of Marilyn Manson's "This Is Halloween". Ecosystem and Tytan enter to substantial cheers, as Matte follows behind dragging along in absolute boredom. Eco and Tytan slowly place three ladders inside the ring to the side as Matte watches disinterestedly. Run DLP follows afterward, soaking in the cheers from the crowd as Phantos and Lucios run down the aisles slapping hands as Davin mugs. DLP gets in the ring with Team TEaM without much issue beyond a couple stares. Next, IHOP enters to a huge number of boos, with SYB taking particular care to flip off all children under five while Skurge and The Amnesiac are vaguely uncomfortable.

Finally, Team Fuel enters, and Firewoman runs ahead and tackles Davin down. The whole group starts a Pier 12 brawl as the bell rings! Phantos and Lucios whip Tytan into the ropes, but he comes off and nails them both with a double clothesline! SYB nails Eco with a low blow, but Bryce Larson drops SYB with a DDT! Skurge scoops a running Chris Evans, power slam! Evans rolls out of the ring as The Amnesiac jumps off the top rope with a huge cross body onto a surprised Matte! Skurge throws Matte out of the ring but is clothes lined over himself by Tytan!

Meanwhile, Davin whips Fire into the ropes, but she bounds off low and drop toeholds him face first into the ladder. He pops up, somewhat cut with a small wound. Firewoman suddenly acts like a shark smelling blood, jumping atop Davin and wailing on him with punches. Phantos and Lucios grab her off Davin, but Ecosystem pulls Phantos down into an Endgame while Tytan tosses Lucios back-first onto the ladders! Firewoman rewards this generosity by kicking Eco in the face, sending him through the ropes to the ground. Tytan slams Fire to the ground with a German, but Bryce Larson breaks up his hold with a stomp to Tytan's gut. Amnesiac promptly bulldogs Larson onto a recovering Lucios and the mess of ladders, but Matte gets up and uses the patented Ziggler Fall Backward to take Amnesiac down! Meanwhile, Davin gets up and starts throwing chops against Phantos. Phantos bobs, weaves, bounds off the ropes but is pulled down by Skurge, who starts brawling with him outside.

Meanwhile, SYB takes the opportunity to swing an off-rope swinger's kick to the face of Davin, causing him to stumble backwards into Firewoman's ladder charge, busting him open further! Tytan and Lucios are trading big blows, when Tytan ducks down and flips Lucios back-first over the ropes, with Lucios landing VERY awkwardly on top of Chris Evans. In ring, Matte ducks a swinging haymaker by SYB, and gives him a Zidane Headbutt sending him through the ropes to the outside. Ecosystem is back in, pops over the top ropes with a twisting plancha that takes Larson down! Fire and Davin roll outside the ring with their brawling, with Fire shouting out every punch. Eco starts gesturing furiously, and Team TEaM grabs the ladders that they had left in ring.

Russ: Well, here's the whole "Work Smarter, Not Harder" mentality! Team TEaM has set this up so that they can climb the ladders early!
Razz: And the earlier you climb those ladders, the faster you're gonna move, the easier it is to get up there!

Eco begins climbing following a Tytan belly to back suplex sending Amnesiac over the ropes and crashing halfway into the audience. They scramble as others recover, and Ecosystem and Tytan are atop the ladders and grabbing the belts! Matte is climbing up the side of the third ladder...but he stops! Matte is climbing back down!

Russ: What is Matte doing? Team TEaM has the titles within reach!
Razz: He's leaving, Russ! He's taking his ball and going home!

Tytan tries to reach across from his ladder to the third title, but Skurge gets in the ring and tackles the ladder, sending Tytan to the floor outside without title belt! Eco comes off his ladder with a flying corkscrew onto Skurge, taking them both down. As Eco is getting up, however, Firewoman NAILS Eco in the head with a steel chair! Another shot, and another! Fire begins angrily choking Eco out with a steel chair as she screams at him until Davin Moreland comes in and nails Fire with a REALLY GOOD DIAMOND CUTTER into her own steel chair! Davin sets the ladder back up and is ascending upward , but he is pushed off to the floor outside by a charging Chris Evans! Evans and Larson set the ladders back themselves and begin prompting Firewoman to climb, who quickly does so. Team Fuel all ascend slowly--when Phantos, in desperation, grabs SYB in ring, LAUNCHING him into Fire's ladder! Fire's ladder hits Larson's which hits Evans', setting off a chain reaction that sends all of them off the ladders to the mats outside! The crowd breaks out a pretty substantial "Please Don't Die" chant for the hated heels of Team Fuel as SYB rolls out of the ring and lies on the floor outside.

Tytan manages to get back in the ring, but Phantos dodges the spear which is then eaten by a wrong-place-wrong-time Skurge, sending Skurge back-first into the ladder cluster. Phantos and the back in ring Lucios pop up and nail Tytan with the Double Dropkick, putting him out on his feet for a moment before going down! Ecosystem back up with an over-ropes, but Lucios catches him with a power bomb which keeps him down.

Russ: Lucios is flying! Either he was playing possum after that fall, or he is just one of the toughest SOB's I've ever seen!

Phantos and Lucios set the ladders back up, with Lucios dragging Davin up and assisting his ascent. Phantos gets the belt down! Lucios gets the belt down! Davin reaches up and grabs the belt...and Firewoman and Larson knock the ladder down! But wait! Davin is holding on! A bloody Davin is hanging twenty feet in the air by the belt, and he unhooks it, crashing to the ground! We have solo champions again!
WINNERS in 22:47--Run DLP!

After the match, Firewoman nails the exhausted and bloody Davin in the face with a steel chair again! Phantos and Lucios jump in, followed by Evans and Larson, followed by a ton of OOWF Security. IHOP and Eco/Tytan just walk out slowly, frustrated but watching the continued brawl, with Eco in particular looking preoccupied.

OUTBACK JACK vs. MATT FOLZ – OOWF Onslaught Championship Match

Matt Folz is announced and makes his way to the ring. He steps between the ropes and waits without a trace of emotion. Outback Jack is announced next and the crowd roars their approval. He steps between the ropes and he and Folz go nose to nose while Jack hands the referee the Onslaught Championship. The referee calls for the bell, and we are underway. Jack and Folz lock up and Folz pushes Jack to the corner, and the referee calls for a clean break and gets it. Folz moves back to the middle of the ring and Jack follows, and they lock up again. This time Jack pushes Folz back to the corner and once again the referee calls for a break, and this time Jack gives the clean break and backs back to the middle of the ring and motions for Folz to lock up again, Folz charges out of the corner and Jack takes him to the mat and traps him in an arm bar, keeping his knee on the side of Folz’s head. Folz slowly works to his feet, but Jack wrings the arm again and snaps it, sending Folz to his knees. Jack puts his boot on the side of Folz’s head and twists the arm drawing a grimace of pain from Folz. Folz gets to his feet and pulls Jack and sends him to the ropes, but keeps hold and pulls him back and tries a belly to belly suplex, but Jack slams him in the face with a head butt. Folz stagers away and Jack bounds off the ropes and takes him down with a bulldog. Jack hooks the arm and rolls him over and covers, but Folz kicks out at two. Jack pulls Folz to his feet and lifts him for a high delayed suplex, keeping him up there for a moment, then dropping him stomach first on the top rope. Folz grunts in pain, then slides onto the apron, Jack lands a dropkick to the face that sends Folz to the floor. Jack starts to go after him, but the referee holds him back and starts the ten count. Folz is quickly back to his feet, but waits until the referee hits eight before he jumps onto the apron and steps between the ropes.

Jack charges at Folz, but Folz side steps and catches Jack with a rabbit punch to the kidneys, then grabs him and hits a hangman’s neck breaker, rolls over and covers, but only gets a two count. Folz pulls Jack to his feet and snaps his head back repeatedly with European uppercuts, then takes him to the mat with a gut wrench suplex. Folz grabs Jack’s leg and kicks his hamstrings, then locks him in a figure four leg lock. The crowd explodes with WOOOOOOOO chants, but Folz ignores it, concentrating instead on Jack being in as much pain as possible. Jack fights through the pain and slowly works to reverse the hold, but Folz keeps flipping him back on his back. Finally, after several attempts to break the move, Jack reaches the ropes and grabs the bottom rope forcing the break. That is Jack’s first rope break.

Jack gets to his feet and limps badly, Folz charges in going for the injured knee, but Jack turns and NAILS him in the face with a knee. Folz falls back to the mat, his eyes roll into the back of his head and Jack falls on him for the pin, but somehow Folz rolls his shoulder at two. Jack gets to his feet and drops a leg across Folz chest, then runs the ropes and drops an elbow across his throat, covers again, but once again Folz kicks out at two. Jack pulls Folz to his feet and traps him in a hammer lock, then wrings the arm and takes Folz to the mat and drops several knees across his shoulder. Jack pulls Folz to a sitting position and traps him in the always deadly top wristlock. Folz works to his feet and a test of strength ensues, Folz steps behind Jack and kicks his knee out and takes him to the mat, and lands a straight punch to the throat. Jack rolls around grabbing his throat in pain and Folz gets a warning from the referee.
Folz ignores the referee and pulls Jack to his feet and sends him to the ropes and catches him on the rebound with a power slam. Folz hooks the leg hard and gets a two count, and we hear the announcement that ten minutes has expired in this match. Folz snarls and pulls Jack to his feet and tries an angle slam, but Jack slips off his shoulders and school boys him from behind for a two count. Folz kicks out and gets right to his feet and Jack grabs him again and tries to whip him, but Folz reverses it, slips behind him and runs him into the corner and hits the CHAOS THEORY! Folz bridges hard, but Jack kicks out at two. Folz pulls Jack to his feet after thirteen minuets has expired and whips him to the ropes, Jack leaps to the second rope and tries a head fake, but Folz doesn’t fall for it, he runs in and nails Jack on the lower back with a drop kick, the force sends Jack’s head forward and it CRACKS on the top of the turnbuckle! Jack is dazed, barely hanging on the ropes, Folz gets back to his feet and grabs Jack and hits a TOP ROPE ANGLE SLAM! Folz doesn’t even cover, he pulls a dazed and bloody Jack to his feet and sends him to the ropes and catches him on the rebound with a belly to belly suplex, planting Jack on the mat. Folz cradles Jack’s head and hooks the leg and the referee hits the mat and counts three! New Onslaught Champion!
WINNER in 14:09 and NEW OOWF Onslaught Champion – Matt Folz

THE CHICKENSHIT HEROES vs. KZ – OOWF World Tag Team Title Match

KZ is announced first and they make their way to the ring. Surprisingly they hear a lot more boos than cheers from the rabid Japanese crowd. Johnny Adrenaline and Attitude Adjuster, The Chickenshit Heroes are announced and they get a thunderous ovation from the crowd! Johnny and AA come out and stop at the top of the ramp and quickly turn around, seems like they were expecting an attack from a popular team, but soon enough the realization that the fans are cheering them sinks in and they look at each other dumbstruck. TCH keep their eyes down and slowly head to the ring. They make it about half way and kz leaves the ring and attacks.

Moose grabs AA and hammers him in the face with punches while LD catches Johnny with a knee to the gut. LD grabs Johnny and pulls him toward the ring and rolls him into the ring. LD pulls Adrenaline to his feet and sends him to the ropes, but Johnny reverses it and catches LD on the rebound with a high back body drop, which draws wild cheers from the crowd. On the ramp, Moose and AA trade punches, AA gets the better of it, and sends Moose to the steel with a discus punch, then heads to the ring. Once inside, TCH wait for LD to get to his feet and hit a double drop kick that sends LD over the top rope to the floor. The fans go crazy seeing TCH clear the ring. As Moose helps LD to his feet on the inside, TCH stand in the middle of the ring in shock as the crowd chants T-C-H, T-C-H!

KZ regroups on the outside and it looks like LD will start things with Attitude Adjuster. They lock up, and LD stuns AA with a European uppercut that snaps his head back and stuns him. LD sends AA to the ropes and catches him with a high knee to the face, right on the nose. AA falls to the mat grabbing his nose, but blood is already flowing. This is like a target to LD, he charges in and catches AA with a kick to the face that sends him to the mat. LD then grabs the refer and complains about something, so Moose hops off the apron and runs around the ring and pulls AA out of the ring and slams him face first into the ring post. AA staggers backward and Moose hits a baisuke knee that floors AA. AA is pouring blood from his nose, and a gash in his forehead, Moose rolls him back into the ring and LD immediately stops complaining to the referee and covers AA, but Johnny comes in and breaks it up at two.

LD pulls Moose to his feet and throws him into the kz corner and tags in Moose. Moose comes in and peppers AA with rights and lefts, then snap mares him to the middle of the ring, hits the ropes and hits a shining wizard to the back of his head, runs across the ring and NAILS Johnny Adrenaline, sending him to the floor, and causing the boos to rain down on kz. Moose waits for AA to get on his hands and knees and then kicks him hard in the ribs. Moose pulls AA up and lifts him for a suplex, but AA slips out of it and lands behind Moose and rolls him up from behind and gets a two count, but LD runs in and grabs AA and DDT’s him to the mat! Moose gets to his feet, but when the referee’s back is turned, Johnny runs in and POPS Moose with a super kick to the face! Moose and AA are both down, the referee starts the ten count of doom, and both begin crawling to their corner. The crowd is going absolutely batshit cheering for AA to make the tag to Adrenaline. Moose lunges and makes the tag to LD, and LD charges across the ring and grabs AA and pulls him away from the corner, and the crowd boos loudly. LD pulls AA to his feet and sends him to the ropes and lowers his head a moment too soon and AA leap frogs him and dives to his corner and makes the tag to Johnny Adrenaline!

Adrenaline comes into the ring a house of fire! He hammers LD Williams sending him to the mat, then Moose comes in and gets some of the same. Johnny pulls them both up, DOUBLE NOGGIN KNOCKER! Moose falls to the mat and rolls out of the ring, and Johnny pulls LD to his feet and sends him to the ropes and catches him with a clothesline, LD pops right back up and gets another one, then a third. Johnny seems to forget himself and plays to the crowd while waiting for LD to get to his feet. Johnny runs to the ropes, but Moose reaches in and grabs his foot. Johnny stops and turns and grabs for Moose, LD gets to his feet and charges across the ring and nails Johnny with a forearm to the back of the head sending him over the top rope to the floor.

AA comes back into the ring and attacks LD, but LD manages to fight him off. AA can barely see from all the blood running down his face. Outside, Moose catches Johnny with a spinning elbow to the temple, sending him to the floor. While the referee’s back is turned Moose reaches under the ring and grabs a barbed wire bat and repeatedly rakes it across Johnny’s head, tearing it t shreds and leaving Johnny wearing a crimson mask. Moose waits for Johnny to get to his feet, then gets a running start and LEVELS him with a barbed wire bat shot to the head, then rolls him into the ring.

The referee has finally escorted AA out of the ring, and LD falls on a bloody Johnny Adrenaline and covers, but by the time the ref gets back, he can only get a two count, Adrenaline gets his foot on the bottom rope. LD reaches out and tags in Moose, then pulls Adrenaline to his feet and lifts him onto his shoulders. Moose climbs to the top rope and leaps, nailing Johnny with a clothesline! Johnny does a 360 and slams into the mat, and takes out the referee in the process.

With the referee down, AA comes back into the ring and dumps Moose into the ropes, tying him there. AA takes LD and throws him out of the ring, then checks to make sure the referee is still down, and pulls a small chain out of his tights and BLASTS a trapped Moose with it, right in the face! It opens a small cut above Moose’s eye, but only serves to piss Moose off more. Williams comes around the ring and gets Moose’s arms untangled, then pulls AA out of the ring and hammers him with rights and lefts. Inside the ring, Moose stalks Johnny as another referee races to the ring, this appears to be one of the Japanese referees on loan from NOAH. Johnny stands up and Moose BLASTS him with a ranhei, then traps him in the ji-endo! On the outside, LD checks to make sure Moose has things under control, then goes back to wailing on AA. Moose is having a hard time keeping the hold on because Adrenaline is bleeding so much. The referee checks Adrenaline, then looks at the cut on Moose’s forehead, and immediately waves his arms, the match is over! NEW CHAMPIONS!

LD comes back into the ring and they celebrate as the boos rain down, the referee grabs the tag titles and hands them to………The Chickenshit Heroes? Moose and LD are STUNNED! The crowd erupts as Johnny and AA stagger up the ramp to the back. We get the final announcement –
WINNERS in 19:11 due to referee stoppage for blood loss. Winners and STILL OOWF World Tag Team Champions – The Chickenshit Heroes!

Moose and LD become unglued and go after the Japanese referee, screaming that Moose was barely bleeding! We hear the referee say that he feared for Moose’s safety and his decision is final. The referee barely makes it out of the ring before kz get him. The fans boo that and litter the ring with debris. Johnny and AA hold the title high on the ramp. Moose is screaming to them that they haven’t SEEN blood loss yet.


STANK vs. NAYR vs. THIM REYNOLDS – OOWF Intercontinental Title Three Way Dance

Thim and Nayr are announced first and make their way to the ring. Stank is headed that way when Thim grabs Nayr from behind and hits a LUNGBLOWER! Thim pulls a stunned Nayr to his feet and sends him to the ropes and catches him in the REFLEX-O-LOCK on the rebound and takes him to the mat! Nayr is fighting for all his worth, but he is fading fast. Stank sees what is going on in the ring and makes his way to the ring a little faster and tosses the intercontinental title at the ring side announcers. Stank climbs onto the mat just as Nayr seems to lose consciousness. Thim keeps the hold on, daring Stank to come into the ring. Stank smirks and hops off the apron. The match won’t officially begin until the champion steps into the ring, and with Nayr trapped in a reflex-o-lock, the second Stank steps between those ropes and makes it official, Nayr tapping out will give Thim the win. Stank slowly walks around the ring looking at Thim and the nearly unconscious Nayr.

The referee is trying to get Thim to release the hold, finally after several minutes of torture, Thim releases an unconscious Nayr and steps back, keeping his eyes on Stank the whole time. Stank eyes Thim back and slowly gets on the apron and steps between the ropes. The referee calls for the bell making the match official, in the mean time, medics come to the ring and pull Nayr out and work on him at ringside. As soon as the bell rings, Thim and Stank meet in the middle of the ring and start trading haymakers. Stank gets the better of the exchange and sends Thim to the ropes and catches him on the rebound with a high back body drop. As Thim stands up and staggers toward the ropes, Stank charges and takes him over the ropes to the floor with a clothesline.

Thim hits the mat hard and Stank follows him to the outside. Stank grabs Thim by the head and slams him face first into the Serbian announce table, then scoops him up and slams him back first into the ring post, then drops him on the apron and rolls him into the ring. Stank follows and drops all his weight on the small of Thim’s back and grabs him by the head and pulls him back into a camel clutch. Stank keeps the pressure on, but Thim will not give in, he slowly makes his way to the ropes, dragging Stank along with him for the ride. Thim finally reaches the rope and forces the break.
Stank gets to his feet and pulls Thim up and sends him to the ropes, but Stank lowers his head a moment too soon and Thim catches him with a knee lift that stands him up, then bounds off the ropes and takes him to the mat with a clothesline. Thim puts the boots to Stank, then hits the ropes and hits a flipping senton to the small of Stank’s back. Thim plants a knee in the small of Stank’s back and grabs his head and legs and pulls him back in a bow and arrow trying for the submission. Stank won’t give up and Thim can’t hold him long, so he drops him to the mat. Thim waits for Stank to get to his feet then peppers him with kicks to the sides of his legs and ribs, then finishes it off with a spinning heel kick that sends Stank staggering backward into the corner. Thim charges in and facewashes Stank with the laces of his boots. Stank falls to the mat in pain, and Thim leaves the ring and pulls Stank out of the ring so his head is off the apron, then Thim climbs onto the apron, gets a running start and drops an elbow across his throat. Stank writhes in pain and rolls back into the ring holding his throat.

Thim climbs in after him and waits until Stank gets to one knee, then bounds off the ropes and catches him with a knee to the temple that sends Stank to the mat. Stank is lying looking up at the lights, his eyes noticeably glassy from the shot to the head. Thim pounces on Stank and covers, but as he does, the crowd roars as Nayr sprints back to the ring, leaps to the apron, then climbs the ropes quick as a spider monkey and hits a PERFECT swanton splash right on Thim just as the referee was about to make the three count. Nayr gets to his feet, rage burned onto his face and pulls Thim up and sends him to the ropes and hits a spinning heel kick. Thim hits the mat hard, but pops right back up and eats a kick from Nayr, doubling him over in pain. Nayr bounds off the ropes again and hits a scissors kick to the back of Thim’s head that sends him to the mat. Nayr pulls Thim to his feet again and throws him over the top rope to the floor, while the Japanese crowd roars their approval.
Nayr turns around and gets DESTROYED by a running clothesline from Stank. Stank grabs Nayr’s arm and jerks him back to his feet, right into a short arm clothesline sending him to the mat, but Stank doesn’t let go, he pulls him up again and lifts him to his shoulders. Stank is going for the Stank-U but Nayr wiggles off his shoulders and pushes him to the ropes, Stank hits the ropes just as Thim gets on the apron, sending him flying off the apron and slamming into the guard rail. Stank rebounds and tries a clothesline, but Nayr ducks it and tries a crucifix, but he can’t turn Stank over, instead Stank leaps in the air and falls backward, SLAMMING down on Nayr, driving all the air out of him. Stank grabs Nayr’s legs and folds him in half for the cover, the referee hits the mat and makes the three count, Stank retains the Intercontinental title!
WINNER in 13:39 - Stank


POE vs. DH MAGNUSSON vs. THE DEAD – OOWF World Heavyweight Title Three Way Dance

Magnusson and Dead are announced and each come to the ring. The crowd boos them both, which draws strange looks from both of them. With the challengers in the ring, it is time for the champion. His music hits and the roof nearly comes off the building. Poe steps out onto the stage with Selena and somehow the cheers get louder, and a monotone POE, POE, POE chant starts. Poe and Selena bask in the cheers for a moment and Poe breathes deeply and closes his eyes. His eyes pop open and a sneer crosses his face and he and Selena start toward the ring. Poe climbs on the apron and holds the ropes for Selena, she steps between them and takes the world title and holds it high in the air, skipping around the ring making sure DH and Dead get a good look at it. Finally she gets back to Poe and hands over the title. Poe holds the ropes and she leaves the ring and takes her seat at ringside. The referee holds the title high in the air, then calls for the bell, this one is officially underway.

The men are about to lock up when “Minority” by Green Day plays and Ecosystem makes his way to the ring, slowly after his match earlier tonight, with a piece of paper in his hand. Eco climbs into the ring, The Dead and DH Magnusson look at him suspiciously, while Poe stands in another corner snarling at Eco. Eco produces a mic and SPEAKS!

Gentlemen……..and Poe. Forgive me for interrupting the match before it can even begin, but I have in my hand, something I think you will all find very interesting. You see, I just came from GM the Eric’s office, and as mute as he has been lately, he finally came up with a good idea. Now, Dead, we all know why you deserve a title match, and DH, you have taken the champ to the limit on several occasions. But I, I have something none of you have – a recent pin fall on the champion. So…….Eric, GM the Eric, in his infinite wisdom, has decided that I have earned my spot in this match, and therefore, this is now, a four way dance.

Poe seethes with rage as Eco hands the paper to the referee for him to check, the referee nods and calls for the bell.

POE vs. DH MAGNUSSON vs. THE DEAD vs. ECOSYSTEM – OOWF World Heavyweight Title 4 Way Dance

Eco immediately charges across the ring and attacks Poe, hammering the stunned Poe with rights and lefts to the head. Meanwhile Dead and DH square off in the middle of the ring, slowly circling one another before finally locking up. DH gets a knee to the mid section and whips Dead to the ropes, but Dead springboards off the middle rope and catches Magnusson with an elbow to the face. Meanwhile, Poe has regained his composure and reverses Eco in the corner and reaches back for a punch, but Eco slips between the ropes and Poe misses, spinning back into the corner. Eco catches him with a kick to the face, and as Poe staggers forward, Eco leaps to the top rope and connects with a bulldog that takes Poe to the mat. Eco rolls Poe over, but doesn’t try to cover, instead he grabs Poe’s head and hammers him with rights and lefts.

Dead gets to his feet and grabs Eco and throws him to the ropes, catches him on the rebound with a kick to the gut, then tries a butterfly suplex, but Magnusson hits the ropes and nearly decapitates Dead with a clothesline. Magnusson keeps running after the clothesline and catches Poe with a clothesline as he stands up that takes the champ over the top rope to the floor. Poe shows some frustration on the outside as the crowd cheers for him to turn around and kill someone. As Poe turns back to the ring, Eco gets a running start and dives over the top rope and takes Poe out, sending him sprawling on the floor. Dead gets to his feet and looks like he is going to do the same, he starts running, but Magnusson steps in and catches him and PLANTS him on the mat with a side slam! Magnusson hooks the leg, but Dead kicks out at two.

Eco keeps up the onslaught outside the ring and rolls Poe onto the Haitian Announce Table and climbs up with him. Eco looks like he is going to try to pile drive Poe, but Poe fights out of it and grabs Eco by the throat and lifts him for a choke slam, but DH Magnusson rolls out of the ring and clips the back of Poe’s knee, sending him and Poe crashing down, through the table to the floor. DH grabs Eco and throws him back into the ring. Eco gets to his feet and turns around and walks right into a CLOSE THE CASKET from Dead! Dead falls on Eco and covers, but Eco manages to reach out and grab the bottom rope.

On the outside, Magnusson grabs a piece of the table and SLAMS it upside Poe’s head sending the champion staggering. DH charges at him, but Poe shows surprising quickness and takes him to the floor with a drop toe hold, DH’s head slams into the steel guard rail, and he lies motionless on the floor. Poe gets up, but officials crowd Magnusson checking on him, seems like he has legit knocked himself cold. Poe smirks and climbs onto the apron and steps into the ring. Dead turns around and catches a big boot to the face from Poe, sending him back into the corner. Poe charges in and crushes him with a clothesline, then lets Dead stagger out a few steps before sending him to the ropes and catching him on the rebound with a black hole slam! Poe doesn’t cover though, instead he grabs Dead and sends him over the top rope to the floor. Poe stalks Ecosystem, who is pulling himself to his feet using the ropes.

Eco sees Poe approaching and turns to fight, throwing a few weak punches that Poe easily avoids. Poe catches him with a boot to the gut, then lands a spinning back fist that catches Eco flush on the jaw and sends him into the corner. Poe traps Eco in the corner and hammers him with hack hammer punches to the face, then set’s Eco on the top rope and climbs up after Eco and SUPERPLEXES him off the top rope to the middle of the ring. Poe shows some more agility by rolling back over Eco, trapping him in a reverse Dragon sleeper (which probably has a name, but hell if I know it). Eco fights the move, but he is fading fast.

The Dead gets back into the ring and charges and catches Poe with a shining wizard just as it looks like Eco is going to submit. Dead pulls him to his feet and grabs Poe from behind and hits one, two, THREE German suplexes! He bridges on the last one, but still only gets a two count. Dead climbs to the ropes and waits for Poe to get to one knee, then leaps and DRIVES him to the mat with a fameasser! Poe is down, Dead hooks the leg, and gets another two count, but Eco breaks it up and pulls Dead to his feet, hits a jawbreaker, then kicks Dead in the gut sending him to the mat, then takes him over with a maghistrol cradle for a two count.
On the outside of the ring, there is a commotion as DH Magnusson is on his feet. He has a nasty knot on his forehead that is leaking blood like a sieve, and his eyes are glazed over badly, but he shoves the officials aside and rolls into the ring and catches Eco with a big boot to the jaw, then turns around and grabs Dead and sends him to the ropes and hits the DREAM STREET on the rebound! DH breaks the hold when he sees Eco coming his way, he elevates Eco and drops him across his knee, then with Eco on the mat, Magnusson climbs to the second rope and hits an elbow drop. Magnusson covers and gets a two count but it gets broken up by a Dead dropkick to DH’s face. DH gets to his feet and staggers to the ropes, Eco and Dead double clothesline Magnusson over the top rope, DH reaches in and pulls Dead out of the ring and slams him head first into the Indonesian Announce table. Eco turns around and nearly gets his face kicked off with a HIEROGLYPH! Poe quickly grabs Eco and hits the CRUCIFIXION and gets the three count just before Magnusson can make it back into the ring to break it up.
WINNER in 38:11 – and still OOWF World Heavyweight Champion - Poe

Poe slips out of the ring and grabs his title and his Goddess and holds the title high in the air as the fans shower him with cheers. Inside the ring, Eco is back on his feet, he runs to the corner and begs Poe to come back and makes the universal “I want the title” gesture. Poe smirks and we fade to black.

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