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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 14:46:52 GMT -5
Dancing With the Stars appears to be wrapping up, and filming one last pass. Alexander Darling looks at his watch, while Lucky keeps his eye on the action on the floor.
AD: Please let this be it.
Lucky: Should be...They'll edit it all together, make it look seamless, take out the really bad foot stomping....
FW: GET OFF MY FEET YOU BIG APE!!!
Lucky: ... the yelling....
Tyt: TAKE BIGGER STEPS!
FW: I'm TAKING the biggest steps I CAN, fuckwad--
Lucky: ... the swearing ...
FW: It's not my fault you're a foot taller than me.
Male host: Now, now, no swearing on the dance floor, especially not at your gentleman--
FW: Fine.
They begin again, and Firewoman is trying to take a big step back, but it's not enough and Tytan steps on her foot again. Firewoman starts to say something but instead, winds up and kicks Tytan straight in the shin.
Lucky: .... the violence....
AD: Think that should about do it?
Lucky: Oh yeah.....
Tytan screams in rage at the unexpected pain, and picks Fire up, ready to power slam her to the floor, when the hosts (whose names I'm forgetting and will edit in later) intervene. Lucky comes running in.
Female Host: That is NOT how you act on the dance floor.
Tyt: I'm supposed to just let her kick me? That's not exactly kosher either.
Male Host: *to Lucky* This is a disaster. It's ruined the whole shoot, and I'm sure as heck going to let Mr. Scaia know that --
Lucky: Wait, wait, wait...you don't watch wrestling, do you?
Male Host: Of course not, and I thought this was a stupid idea when the producers--
Lucky: Well, then let me explain.....*he looks around for a bit* Okay...see, Tytan is a 'heel' and Fire is a 'face'...that means Tytan's the bad guy and Fire's good, and they are in a program...a story, that is, where they have to be mean to each other when the cameras *Lucky points to the cameras* are on.
Female Host: So......
Lucky: SO, this footage, per our agreement, will ALSO be used on OOWF's weekly show "Midweek Mayhem" and they can't be getting along, it'll ruin our story lines.
Male Host: Ooooooh.....so.......this is just for the cameras.
Lucky: Exactly....right, Tytan?
Tyt: Uh.....right.
Lucky: Right, Firewoman?
FW: .....
Lucky: FIREWOMAN!
FW: Fine...right...whatever........
Male Host: So...you guys are friends then......
FW: I wouldn't say--
Tyt: We are BEST friends.... Aren't we?
FW: *glare*
Lucky: So, you can edit that out if you want, for your show, but we'd like a copy to use for Mayhem, if that's okay. I think the form showing we can do that is .....*flips through clipboard* .... here.
Female host: Oh sure...sure.....well, thanks guys....it certainly was....interesting.
Male host: Yeah...interesting.
Tyt: *Offering his arm* C'mon, friend.....a gentleman never lets his lady leave the floor unescorted.
FW: Uh huh......
She grudgingly takes his arm as they walk off the floor. They get to the door and Fire pushes him away and storms out of the studio, into the waiting limo. Thinking it's still part of the show, the rest of the cast, crew, and try outs applaud.
AD: Nice work.
Lucky: Saving Firewoman from getting fined and suspended...biggest part of my job. Let's go before they change their minds.
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 14:47:40 GMT -5
Tytan glares towards the limo as Firewoman gets into it. He walks back inside and is immediately hit in the face with a catering pan as he does.Tytan is stunned momentarily from the unexpected attack. J-P Sparxx comes from behind the door, kicks Tytan in the stomach and then DDT's him to the floor.
Random Producer: Someone get security!! How did this guy get in here?!
Jewel comes a different direction, holding a pair of handcuffs and a security guard's badge.
Jewel: Boy must not seen a woman in a while.
Jewel tosses the handcuffs to J-P. J-P fends off a few brave producers and camera men and handcuffs Tytan to a nearby pipe. He then starts to lay in the kicks.
J-PS: Bein' champ got you all distracted bitch! Let The Spark take care o dat problem for ya!
J-P kicks Tytan in the face just as Tytan was coming to and trying to reach out for J-P.
T: I will...
J-P kicks him hard in the face.
J-PS: You ain't doin' nothin' you overgrown punk!
J-P grabs a bat he had hidden just for this occasion.
J-PS: Nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh BATMAN!
J-P swings the bat hard and buries it in Tytan's ribs as he yells in pain.
J-PS: you wanna dance wit da stars boy? I'll make ya see stars!
J-P bounces the bat off Tytan's skull and then slams it to the ground with an audible clang. J-P crouches in front of an unconscious Tytan.
J-PS: You gots two days wit dat pretty belt. Then it's mine, knowwhatI'msayin'?
J-P smirks and then punches Tytan in the face.
J-PS: Nah, I guess ya don't right now huh? But'cha will. Beeyatch.
J-P and Jewel walk out the door. A few random producers and security try to sto them, but J-P fends them off easily. They climb into their rental car and squeal out of the parking lot.
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 14:48:27 GMT -5
The Flyin' Hawai'ians are in their dressing room with Noelani. All three are kind of laying around and seem hungover.
N: Do NOT ever let me drink that much again boys.
A: It's been a while since I've seen you dance on a bar like that.
N: SHUT UP! Ow, my head.
Kai jumps up, apparently feeling fine and goes over to the mini fridge.
N: How the hell... you drank more than all of us.
Kai smiles, points to his head, and tosses Noelani an energy shake.
N: It's like an ‘Iniki going through my head. remind me why we did this?
A: We needed to blow off some steam.
N: Then why didn't you? You're here with me.
K: We needed to take care of kaikuahine.
N: No you don't. You need to do what you need to do. Go find Firewoman or Alexis Darling. You always liked those two.
Both Kai and Aina have matching grins.
N: Yes, I know all about that.
A: You mean that night in Yamagata?
N: Yes.
K: And Kofu?
N: Yes.
A: And that one night that Kai had both of them and remember, you said Alexis would do that thing with her...
N: Don't need details!
K: You might learn something kaikuahine.
N: Just... go do whatever, okay? I wanna just lay here and die.
Aina goes over to her and kisses her on the forehead.
A: Little Nani.
Noelani smiles and goes to sleep. Aina walks over to Kai by the door.
K: Should we?
A: It's awful early, but who knows how Wahine do in Illinois.
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 14:50:11 GMT -5
Ravenna is waiting for Chad in a small restaurant in Elgin.
She is sitting in a chair, shifting uncomfortably. Drinking five dollar-a-bottle wine by the glass.
She starts to get up and leave several times, but sighs heavily and sits back down.
Not long after, Chad walks into the restaurant, shooting a not so coy smile at the hostess. Ravenna rolls her eyes and downs another glass of cheap wine.
He walks over and sits down, a wide smile across his face.
Chad: I knew it was only a matter of time... RB: Don't get all full of yourself, Chad. A deal is a deal and I said I'd go out with you. A lot has happened since then and I forgot, but I want to make it clear that I don't renig on a promise. Chad: Hey, whatever gets you through the night, chica. So, why don't we blow this joint and go back to my locker room? Chad waggles his eyebrows. RB: Are you serious? Chad; Are you interested? RB: No. Chad: Then I wasn't either. RB: So what are you expecting out of this "date"? And I swear to the unseen powers that if you make one sexual reference, I won't hesitate to remove your soft appendages with a broken wine bottle. The camera fades.
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 14:50:53 GMT -5
**SFJ#47 approaches L.D. Williams in the hallway of random encounters.**
SFJ#47: “L.D., this week you team up with Moosehead Jack and Stank to try and earn a shot at the trios titles. Some would say you might be facing an uphill battle, given the fact that your partners…um…”
LDW: “Are hearing voices? I’m kind of used to that…although with Outback, at least the voices are all his. Yeah, there might be some challenge there, but let me tell you what I know. I know that kz was, and is, one of the most dangerous tag teams in history. I know that Stank has forgotten more about tag team wrestling than most people will ever know. I know that if Stank and I chose to team up, you might as well weld the belts to our waists. And, most of all, I know that, regardless of what else they might be dealing with, Stank and Moose will have my back in that ring.”
SFJ#47: “And your opponents?”
LDW: “The man who broke my arm, the man who paid him to do it, and a kid that, although he showed me a lot last week, has really bad taste in tag team partners. We have the edge in experience, we have the edge in cohesiveness, and, despite their protests to the contrary, we want it more. I’m not saying it’s going to be easy - it wont. But, I like our chances.”
SFJ#47: “If you advance in the tournament, you may end up facing The Darlings and Firewoman. Have you-”
LDW: “No.” SFJ#47: “But-”
LDW: “No. We take it one match at a time, and we face who we face. The trios titles will be ours - regardless of who’s put in our way.”
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 14:52:14 GMT -5
(So it seems that Sparxx forgot that Tytan was also a product of Ultimo Inc. so the genetically enhancements of quick recovery is also something he forgot about in the tapes he should have watched. Sparxx is walking out of the dance studio all full of himself when all of a sudden he feels a tap on the shoulder.)
Sparxx: Oh Snap!
Tytan: Never turn your back on me you sorry ass- Vanilla Ice-wigger-wanna be.
(Tytan then runs and spears Sparxx through a studio window as Tytan follows him through the window and lays a couple of wild haymakers on top of him. Athena walks through the door and pulls the shovel out of a near by bag of Tytan's.)
Athena: Here you go you always said to never be without it.
(She hands him the shovel)
Tytan: Dumb rookie. Don't you know who I am.
(Tytan smacks the shovel down on to Sparky's ribs.)
Tytan: I am the World Champion.
(Again)
Tytan: I am the Truth.
(Again to the ribs.)
Tytan: And you are nothing but a piece of trash that doesn't even deserve to be in the ring with me.
(One more to the ribs, at this point people are turning away.)
TB: So don't tell me this is part of the storyline too.
Athena: (Looking to Tom) Yeah, but this guy is just a dumb idiot.
Tytan: (Standing over Sparxx.) I will let you live though so I can just kill you in the ring.
(Tytan then spits in Sparxx face.)
(Just then someone runs up handing a message to Tytan.)
Message: At least now I know that the two of you can work together. This was something that I arranged.
Tytan: (Looking around) No way....it can't be.
(FADE)
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 14:53:15 GMT -5
*Back at the OOWF Arena*
The Dancing with the Stars limo has dropped Firewoman, Lucky, and Alexander back off at the arena. Firewoman and Lucky head off to allow her to recover from the exhausting dance workouts she had over the course of the weekend. Alexander looks bored for a moment standing outside the arena before a thought, yes a whole thought, seems to enter his head. Alexander takes off down the hallways making sure to avoid the Hallway of Random Encounters, the Stairwell of Intense Violence, and the Back Hallway of Attacking Jobbers. He makes his way all the way to his destination without incident and knocks on the door. After quite a few moments, Noelani answers the door with a very annoyed look on her face. It's clear her hangover has not gone away yet.
Noelani: Uh, what, I mean if this is about Kai and Aina going off to find your wife and sister...
Alexander: Huh? No. They did what now?
Noelani: Not like that. I think it was a social visit.
Alexander: They went to see my wife and sister socially and this is supposed to make me feel better?
Noelani: It would be better if it was business?
Alexander: It'd be safer for them, that's for sure.
Noelani: Is that a threat?
Alexander: Let's back up...I didn't want this to be like that. My point was Fire and Lexie aren't usually gentle when it comes to social visits?
Noelani: *laughs a little* Kai and Aina can handle themselves....I think. If that's not why you're here, then may I ask why you are?
Alexander: Actually I did want to see Kai and Aina.
Noelani: What about?
Alexander: May I come in?
Noelani takes a moment to assess the situation and decides that uberface Alexander Darling wouldn't do anything evil with her so she steps aside and allows Alex to enter. Alexander takes a seat on one of the couches across from Noelani.
Alexander: I should have done this sooner.
Noelani: Done what?
Alexander: Came by to apologize.
Noelani: Apologize for what?
Alexander: It really is between Kai, Aina, and myself but the fact is my history with them is not the greatest and I figured if they were going to stick around, I may as well make sure there were no hard feelings.
Noelani: No hard feelings, really? For stabbing them and their friend in the back? You think they're just going to forgive and forget.
Alexander: I was hoping...
Noelani: I know what you were hoping and while I'd rather they not hear me say this, I don't hold it against you Alex. I wish things had been done differently, that you didn't turn on Kai and Aina like you did, but a part of me understands what you did and why you did it that way.
Alexander: Thanks...I didn't expect.
Noelani: I know you didn't expect it, but it's the truth. I can't speak for the boys and how they'll react to you, but I will talk to them. Try to explain this isn't Japan and this is a chance for them to be their own men and not have to live the loyalties of being a Disciple.
Alexander: I know what being a Disciple means. It's going to take a lot more than that.
Noelani: It will, but the fact is I know none of us want to live in the past anymore. We all made our decisions back then. Whether we agree with them or not anymore isn't the issue it's how we live in the present. Kai and Aina have a chance to make a name for themselves without being used by anyone. I hope to help them accomplish that goal. Fighting you for something that happened almost 5 years ago isn't going to help anyone.
Alexander: I guess, just let them know that I wish they never got caught in the middle. We had a lot of similiarites back then but I was selfish and they were loyal. It's something I've been saying a lot recently, but the OOWF winds are changing and if push comes to shove, I'd rather not have to look over my shoulder for retribution.
Noelani: I can't make any promises without talking to them first, but I think our ideals match up here. You do what you do, we'll do what we do and our paths shouldn't cross much. If they do, it should just be business.
Alexander: Thank you for that Noelani. Speaking of business...
Noelani: Let's not at the moment. One thing at a time. In the future, we can discuss other arrangements.
Alexander: Understood. You're good for them Noelani. You remind me of Alexis actually. If you had been in Japan, things may have been different. For all of us. I'll see myself out. Looks like you can use some more rest. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask.
Noelani watches Alexander leave before taking a deep breath and laying back on the couch with a cold washcloth covering her head.
*Fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 14:54:34 GMT -5
<we cut to the same small restaurant in Elgin, in the corner, we see Moosehead Jack smoking a cigar (smoking laws be damned!) while SFJ13 sits there rather uncomfortably>
SFJ13: Why are we here?
MHJ: Did you want the interview or not?
SFJ13: Yes, but why here, it could have been anywhere
MHJ: Because there is something I need to keep an eye on
<SFJ13 looks over and sees Chad approaching Rav’s table>
SFJ13: Rav? What is it with you two? She basically compared you to your father
<Moose leans back in his seat, contemplating his words>
MHJ: You want the truth?
SFJ13: That would be nice
MHJ: Hearing that from Rav…….for some reason that hit a nerve. And that pisses me off. I am a product of that piece of shit, and there is nothing I can do about that, but I am nothing like him.
I am worse.
SFJ13: And that makes it ok?
MHJ: <chuckling> What is ok? Is it ok that he beat his kids? That he was a drunk fuck? Is it ok that there are men I see, and I see red. Is it ok that I am a product of my upbringing? Aren’t we all?
SFJ13: Some can escape their upbringing
MHJ: Some want to escape their upbringing
SFJ13: You don’t?
MHJ: It has made me what I am, for good or bad
SFJ13: Some would say you have gone too far recently. There are rumors that people are reluctant to work with you because you make everything into a blood feud. What are your comments to that?
MHJ: <laughing> This ain’t Ring of Honor. Sure, we have our share of technical masters, LD Williams being the foremost. The fact is, I do what I do. Despite Rick’s beliefs to the contrary, people want to see me do what I do. The idiot fans……they have blood lust just like I do, but they are too cowardly to do anything about it. I go out there, and I take out my aggression on my opponent. Win or lose, they should know it will be a war. I make no pretense on what I am, I am a maniac in the ring. If you can’t handle that, then stay away, all you are going to do is end up getting hurt anyway.
SFJ13: But is that all its about? Hurting someone?
MHJ: It all depends who I am facing. If it is Darling, you’re damn right I am out for blood.
SFJ13: You do realize the more you hate Darling, the more your sister is going to stay with him
MHJ: And that is Fire’s choice, not matter how deluded I think it is
SFJ13: Some think your actions against Alex this week were the last straw between you two
MHJ: If that is how she wants it, fine. She knows there is no one on this planet – including pops – that I hate more than Darling. She had no business bringing him to coffee, then to expect nothing to happen? That is the kind of thinking usually reserved for the idiot faces I enjoy carving up every night. I thought my sister knew better, but as each day passes, she becomes more and more like Them.
SFJ13: You keep referring to “Them” who are They?
MHJ: They……In general are the idiot faces and the idiot fans. They, specifically, are the Darlings
SFJ13: She won’t be happy hearing that
MHJ: When IS she happy?
SFJ13: Well, since Juni……….passed……..she seems to have found a sense of peace
MHJ: Whatever.
SFJ13: That’s all you have to say about that?
MHJ: <sighing> Fire is……or Fire was like me. There is something about us, we are never happy. Nothing makes us content. She expressed her frustration in an endless line of boy toys and violence. I express it through violence and terror. The idea that that has suddenly changed because some disembodied voice is floating through her head, and she found comfort in the arms of someone who kidnapped and tortured her is…….well lets just say I am not buying it
SFJ13: So…….you think she is faking it?
MHJ: Faking it is a strong accusation. I think, personally, Fire is just confused. I think Fire wants inner peace. What I don’t think she understands is that, if she finds it, it is going to cost her her career
SFJ13: She can’t have both?
MHJ: No.
SFJ13: What about you? You don’t want inner peace?
MHJ: Hell no. The second I get “inner peace” is the second I have to retire. Peace causes you to lose your edge. If I went into that ring with a sense of……..peace, I would be as worthless as tits on a bull
SFJ13: And yet, with Evans, you insist on wrestling him clean. You have yet to spill his blood, I am confused
MHJ: <chuckling> Poor Evans. I really expected more from him. See, to be The One…….and make no mistake about it, They want him to be The One……you have to be able to adapt. Evans is so delusional, he thinks that me beating him was pure luck. I beat him at his own game, I wrestled his kind of match, TWICE, and I won both times. What does that say about him?
SFJ13: But he is still the Intercontinental champion…..
MHJ: So what? This isn’t about the title. If I wanted that, I could take it. The fact is, despite his blood bath with Larson, Evans knows he can’t beat me in a hardcore match. He doesn’t have what it takes to go back there. And now, I am proving that he can’t beat me at his game either. The more he fails, the more They will begin to doubt him. The more They doubt him, the faster they look to someone else to be The One
SFJ13: And then you will target them too?
MHJ: Perhaps. All depends who it is. You see, Evans thinks this is about his title. The only title I care about right now is the tag titles. Once I am through with Evans, Stank and I are going to beat those Texas retards and take the tag titles and keep them as long as we damn well please. In Stank and I, you have members of two of the greatest tag teams in OOWF history – kz and Drink & Destroy. The Texas Retards may think they are the measuring stick, but they are just as deluded as the idiot fans that cheer for them.
SFJ13: So, your goal with Evans is just to prove……..what?
MHJ: Its to make him look at himself and realize……he has a looong way to go. Hell, he is not even as good as Ravenna. It wouldn’t surprise me a bit if she beats him Wednesday and takes the title
SFJ13: And then what? Does Ravenna become The One again?
MHJ: Perhaps
SFJ13: And then…….you go after her?
MHJ: Perhaps. Or perhaps there is a Ravenna there that the idiot fans have not seen yet……the true Ravenna that is dying to come out
<Moose glances over to the table where Ravenna and Chad are sitting>
SFJ13: So, is this what this is all about? Keeping an eye on Ravenna?
MHJ: <taking a drink of his rum and coke> Perhaps. Maybe it is just keeping an eye on a future enemy………….or ally
SFJ13: You and Ravenna………
MHJ: Stranger things have happened.
SFJ13: Uh huh. So what is the status with GM the Rick and your contract? As I sit here talking to you, you seem fairly lucid, a far cry from the insane Moosehead Jack we have seen recently
MHJ: That is because He approves of this. He is watching though. The first sign of trouble, He will tell me what to do
SFJ13: Who is He? Juni?
MHJ: It doesn’t matter who He is.
SFJ13: Well, He has recently shown up…….
MHJ: No…….He has been there all along
SFJ13: But you have never mentioned it before
MHJ: That’s because I ignored Him for a long time. After the whole Vegas debacle, I decided that He had a lot of good points and maybe I should listen to Him.
SFJ13: And GM the Rick…….
MHJ: Is an idiot. Look, the deal will either get done, as was the agreement, or GM the Rick will renege on his word and I will be gone. If that is what he wants, so be it. I can go to Japan
SFJ13: You would be able to walk away that easily?
MHJ: Why not? I like it here, but Japan offers a whole host of fresh victims, and I would imagine the majority of them would not voice concerns over facing me in the ring. Maybe there are some OOWFers that are becoming Sports Entertainers rather than wrestlers
SFJ13: A few weeks ago you visited with Davin Moreland and contemplated your future in this business, what conclusion did you reach?
MHJ: This is what I do. This is what I will do until I die. Most likely, that death will come in the ring. It is what it is
SFJ13: That seems like a pretty bleak outlook on life.
MHJ: What is a better outlook? Dying hooked up to machines? Dying in a home surrounded by other people just waiting for the sweet release of death?
SFJ13: Maybe surrounded by your family and loved ones
MHJ: Have you seen my family?
SFJ13: That is NOT the point. Anyway, any insight on what Davin Moreland has decided?
MHJ: Nope
SFJ13: That’s all?
MHJ: Davin has this……whatever it is……going on with Darling
SFJ13: Are you hoping to be recruited to his side?
MHJ: No, I want nothing to do with it. All I can say is I hope he kills Darling in the ring
SFJ13: You would feel no remorse at that? He is one of your own after all…..
MHJ: First of all, Darling is NOT one of us. I don’t care how much he supposedly swears off Daddy’s money, he is a Darling, and he always will be a Darling, and to me, that makes him a colossal piece of shit.
SFJ13: There are rumors that in Japan, you did some work for Daddy Darling
MHJ: <laughing> That is a new piece of gossip. Where the FUCK did you hear that?
SFJ13: Are you denying it?
MHJ: I did a lot of things in Japan. Working for Daddy Darling – at least directly – was not one of them. They supposedly have all these contacts in Japan, so there is no telling who was the money man for some of the things I have done. That’s pretty much all I am saying about that.
SFJ13: So, you don’t feel any gratitude that they saved your sister?
MHJ: See? That’s the kind of shit I am talking about. Yes, Fire was in a bad way, but do you REALLY expect me to believe that the Darlings were her ONLY way out of Japan? Fuck that, I am not buying it, but they have her brainwashed into accepting it as truth. Fire knew a lot of people in Japan, whether she knew it or not, we ran in the same circles, there were other ways out, believe me.
SFJ13: That brings up another point, why the secrecy about you two being related?
MHJ: Because Fire didn’t need me in Japan, not to get over, if anything, at that time it would have held her back. She would simply have been “Ket’s sister Firewoman” instead of Firewoman. Unfortunately she got mixed up with the Darlings instead. In hindsight, I should have done more about that then, but what’s done is done
SFJ13: LD Williams expressed his desire to win the Trios titles
MHJ: Then we are going to win them
SFJ13: That simple?
MHJ: Never said it would be simple, but face facts, Stank, LD and I are three of the best the OOWF has ever seen. Don’t believe me? Do a title count for the three of us. It’s absurd. LD Williams is the best technical wrestler in OOWF history, Stank is right behind him, and I am what I am. When we decide we want something, it’s only a matter of time until we get it
SFJ13: I notice you didn’t include yourself among the great technical wrestlers in the OOWF
MHJ: Well, I’m not. Which should make Evans’ failures all the more glaring
SFJ13: Any thoughts on your trios opponents in the first round?
MHJ: Fulton and Folz sealed their fates when they decided to try to take out LD this summer. I know LD better than anyone in the OOWF, there is no way he is going to lose to them, Stank and I have his back. Moore? The rookie is just in the wrong place at the wrong time
SFJ13: Should you advance, you could face your sister in the second round
MHJ: So?
SFJ13: Won’t that be……..awkward?
MHJ: It is what it is. Fire has made a series of decisions that have led us to this point. She decided to marry Darling. She decided to bring him to coffee when I have tried to distance myself from him. She has decided to embrace Them and act like one of Them. You hate to say it is inevitable, but that is the path she chose, she knew it would cross mine at some point.
SFJ13: Will you treat her like any other opponent?
MHJ: It would be an insult not to
SFJ13: So, you would bloody your own sister?
MHJ: It that’s what He wants, so be it
SFJ13: What about LD Williams?
MHJ: What about him?
SFJ13: He is the one man you have managed not to face in your OOWF career
MHJ: We have faced one another, more than once
SFJ13: The first time was in the first month of the OOWF’s existence and the second was in a tournament final where the two of you barely squared off. Some say you fear LD
MHJ: <laughing> Fear? No. I don’t FEAR anyone. Respect? Hell yes I respect LD Williams. And the idiots in the back can mock that all they want. LD has EARNED my respect, which I can’t say about the majority of the roster. Would I face him? Yes, if it made sense. I have no reason to hate LD. If it came to me wanting the Onslaught Championship, I wouldn’t hesitate to challenge him. Likewise, if I had a title he wanted, I would expect him to challenge me as well.
SFJ13: So……..it wouldn’t have to be personal?
MHJ: Not everything HAS to be personal. But it’s a lot easier when it is
<just then Ravenna gets up and heads to the bar leaving Chad alone at the table. Moose gets up and heads toward the table, reaching in his boot for something, perhaps the scalpel? He stops halfway, Chad hasn’t seen him yet, and Moose cocks his head like he is listening to someone. He smirks and laughs maniacally, then straightens up and heads to the bar and we…….FADE>
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 14:55:14 GMT -5
(A bloodied and sore Tytan has returned to the arena where he is stopped by the Rick)
Rick: What in the hell was that?
Tytan: First off you smell like Whiskey.
Rick: You assholes make me drink like this.
Tytan: Well, Rick it's simple. Sparkerrela needed to learn something called respect. That is something that comes with being this Federation's world Champion. He thought he had the jump on me....wrong Vanilla Ice.....yeah you may have gotten a few shots on me but remember I am the Titan around here. So, he got what he deserved.
Rick: A few busted ribs....
Tytan: I didn't kill him
Rick: But you wanted too.
Tytan: I will leave that for the ring.
Rick: And the window...
Tytan: Don't worry Ricky...that will be taken care of. The people around here may consider me a bad guy around here but I am not an asshole.
Rick: That's up for discussion.
Tytan(glaring at Rick): Your blood can end up on this shovel too. Then we can have Eric running the show again.
Rick: You wouldn't?
Tytan: Try me Rick...try me. Now, why is it that it seems like you had nothing to do with me and Firewoman doing that dance competition.
Rick: I don't know what you are talking about?
Tytan: (Grabs Rick by the shirt) Someone else set the two of us together for that and you had nothing to do about it. I know it was him....
Rick: Who Eco? (Rick Laughs) You killed him remember? Is Firewoman getting to you with the voices thing?
Tytan: No, Its just I may know who it is?
Rick: Then tell me cause I am not telling what I know. Now, if you please I need you to get the hell out of my office!
Tytan: Whatever Rick....(Tytan leaves)
(FADE)
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 14:56:50 GMT -5
The Flyin' Hawai'ians enter a private gym backstage where Alexis Darling is working out with a Random Illinois Jobber. She suplexes him and he slides out of the ring. Kai and Aina clap at the well executed move. Alexis smiles and leans on the rope.
LD: Long time no see boys.
Kai and Aina walk to the apron of the ring.
A: Take five dude.
RIJ: Thanks!
The Random Illinois Jobber runs out of the gym.
A: should go easier on the boy.
LD: Not my style. You know that.
K: Shower up, let's go.
LD: Where we goin?
A: Your partners are out being, well, themselves. You're here busting your ass. Time to have some fun.
Alexis seems to think it over.
LD: We're not re-creating that night in Yamagata.
K: No kidding, Firewoman's not here.
Alexis throws her toweal at Kai.
LD: True. Gimme five?
Kai and Aina grin at each other. Alexis winks and slides out of the ring and saunters towards the showers.
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 14:57:41 GMT -5
Firewoman is sitting quietly in Ric's, sipping coffee. Moose walks in...sees her...starts to walk back out, then stops, listening....he sighs, and then turns back in, walks up to the table, pulls up a chair and sits down. Fire ignores him for a bit. He stands, goes to get his own coffee, and then sits back down. Fire keeps ignoring him.
MHJ: The silent treatment won't work.
FW: .........
MHJ: Look, LD made me sit down and watch, and I see it was an......"accident." *and he does use the finger quotes*
FW: .........
MHJ: So, I was ......... well, he should have been more careful.
FW: .........
MHJ: Nice tango with Tytan.
FW: Shut up.
MHJ: Gotcha talkin'
FW: Fine...what do you want to talk about. Let's see, can't talk about personal lives, because you don't want to hear about that...can't talk about voices in heads and compare notes, because mine's all gone.....
MHJ: Good for you...that's a good thing, right?
FW: No it's not, Moose....it's just so.....quiet..........
MHJ: How is that not good?
FW: Because now he's appearing to everyone ELSE in dreams, with some cryptic message for me, as his ... his.... chosen one. The one that's supposed to spread his message....and I can't hear it.
MHJ: Maybe it's not you. Maybe it's really Tyt--
FW: Don't even finish that. Tytan has made a mockery of Eco's sacrifice for his own selfish ends. He is not worthy to be his voice to the world, to be his herald.
MHJ: Herald?
FW: He's coming back. Soon. And we need to be ready. And we're so not, Moose. I mean, I've forgiven almost everyone I need to, and I'm working on the last one, but no one listens.....no one else is on board....Eco will be back, and things will be just as they were when he left....His blood will have been spilt in vain, and it's all my fault. I tried to live by his example, and I failed to get everyone on board......
MHJ: So....whatcha gonna to do?
FW: *sighs, and looking as lost as ever* Keep trying, I guess. I don't know what else to do.
Moose slams down his cup so that coffee goes everywhere.
MHJ: Here's what you can do...you can STOP being one of THEM! STOP trying to make everyone get along, STOP trying to be something you're not, STOP pandering to the stupid fans, and go back to being the REAL YOU.
FW: ....
MHJ: WHAT?
FW: It just makes me sad...you don't get it....but you will....you'll see that--
MHJ: You know what I see? What I see is that if, and this is a big if, the remnants of the failure that was DEA can manage to squeak by and defeat the other remnants of that failure, then guess what. It's you and me, little sis....as part of a team, yeah, but one on one. Finally.
FW: Finally? You never wanted to--
MHJ: I didn't want to humiliate you by beating you.
Anger rises in Fire's eyes.
FW: You're kidding...right? In the time it takes you to turn around, I'd be all over you. You wouldn't even know what hit you.
MHJ: Are you saying I'm slow?
FW: I'm saying you're slow...I'm saying you're old....I'm saying you're hurt.....and I'm saying you're off your game lately. Which only increases the odds of me winning from where they were before, which were amazingly high.
MHJ: I'm not that much older than you, little sis, and I don't have my head stuck up my ass, meditating on my place in the world, and "consorting" with the enemy.
FW: Quit. Calling. Me. Little. Sis.
MHJ: What are you going to do about it? Gaze into the stars and ask your hubby for permission to--
Firewoman upends the table, spilling hot coffee all over Moose, he growls and throws the table out of the way, and the two siblings get nose to nose.
MHJ: Well, now I'm starting to recognize you again....
FW: Yeah? Well, take a good look. We get in the ring Wednesday night, I'll make sure I'm the last thing you see before you count the lights in the ceiling.
MHJ: Yeah?
The two stare down for a while, before security gets there, but they hesitate to get in between these two, given their reputations. The stare down continues.... until Fire looks away.
MHJ: GOTCHA! I know...you don't have what it takes...not anymore.......being one of them has taken all the Quinn out of you. He was right....
Firewoman glares at him, picks up a chair and throws it against the wall, before grabbing her forehead in pain...and then with another glare back at Moose, she leaves Ric's headed to her locker room. a little uneasy on her feet, hugging the wall. Moose merely laughs as production assistants get to work setting everything back up and mopping up the coffee.
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 14:58:20 GMT -5
From the back room at Ric's, a commotion is heard. A couple of easily identifiable voices emanate from the back.:SMACK!!!:RF: Woo! :SMACK!!!:RF: Woo! How do you like that, Fat Boy? :SMACK!!!:RF: Woo! SNM: OK, OK... Enough, already. RF: It's never enough! If Moose gets hold of you, he's going to do much worse than I'm doin'. :SMACK!!!:RF: Woo! Arn Anderson and Tully Blanchard, with curious looks on their faces, head to the back to see what happens. A sneaky ninja-cam follows.AA: What in the hell are you two doing? TB: Great - now I have to clean up back here, too... Blanchard goes to get a mop and bucket.RF: Just teaching Junior here a few things. :SMACK!!!: as Flair gives yet another chop to Sean Naomh Moore's bare bloody chest.RF: Woo! Getting him ready to face Moose and Stank this week. SNM: Dammit, Ric - RF: GOD!!! :SMACK!!!:SNM: Sorry - God... I just wanted you to teach me the Figure-4... :SMACK!!!:RF: Woo! You wanna be The Man? You gotta beat The Man! Woo! AA: Why don't I give Malenko a call, he can teach you the Texas Cloverleaf... AA heads out front, where Dean Malenko just happens to have come in for a sandwich on Turkey Club Tuesday. A few minutes later, AA and Malenko return to the back room.AA: Sean, this is Dean Malenko. Malenko, during a stop in between chops, extends his hand to Moore.DM: Call me Shooter. So, you're the new guy in OOWF. SNM: :roll: Yes, I'm the new fella... Pleasure to meet you. AA: Ric, there's some young blonde looking for you out front. RF: Well, I got a hot filly waiting for The Nature Boy - Woo! SNM: Uh, thanks, Ric. Don't do anything I wouldn't do. Flair turns with a mischievous glint in his eye and heads out to the front of the shop, with Anderson following.DM: So, you wanted to learn a submission or two? SNM: I was hoping Ric would teach me the Figure-4, but all he wanted to do was give me chops. I don't think he quite understood what I wanted... DM: That's just Ric being, well... Ric. Anyway, I'll teach you my Texas Cloverleaf, if you want. SNM: Sounds fine to me - anything to improve my wrestling knowledge base. So, where do we start? Over the course of about an hour, Malenko goes through the psychology, set-up, and execution of the Texas Cloverleaf. Moore picks up rather quickly for a guy that hasn't used submissions before.SNM: So, do you mind if I change the name for when I perform it? DM: :shrugs: I guess - what did you have in mind? SNM: I was thinking, "The 4-Leaf Clover." DM: Not bad, I guess. Why did you want to learn a submission move, in the first place? It's not like your style really lends itself to submission matches, or anything. SNM: Well, seeing as how the OOWF Creative Team really wants to have Moose and Firewoman advance, so they can face each other - Kayfabe comes crashing through the door and gives a swift kick to Moore's nuts - then hurries away. Moore is left on the floor in the fetal position as Malenko just shakes his head.SNM: Ow... I mean - it might be nice to have something "unexpected" in my arsenal so that I can counter someone as technically sound as LD, in our match. DM: Oh, well - good luck with that. Come on, get up and we'll work on it some more. And I've got a couple more things to show you, too. Malenko helps Moore up, and the two begin working on new moves, as well as perfecting Moore's new move, as the cameras...
FADE.
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 14:59:17 GMT -5
*Stank walks into the Darling Suites where he finds Firewoman who has retreated to a comfortable couch. As Stank approaches her, she opens her eyes and smiles.*
FW - Hey.
Stank - We need to talk.
FW - Hello to you too.
*Stank looks remorseful for a second.*
Stank - Sorry. Can we talk?
*Firewoman sits up, and pats next to her, gesturing for Stank to have a seat. Stank looks around warily.*
Stank - Anyone else here?
FW - Lucky is in the back.
Stank - Alex?
FW - He's not here.
Stank - Good.
*Firewoman sighs.*
FW - Not you too. Look there's no reason for you to hate Alex.
Stank - Hate? I don't know about that, though what I feel for him doesn't quite rise to the level of hate... I do hold a strong dislike for the man.
FW - Why?
Stank - If you don't know then you haven't been paying attention. I do have that conversation in me to elaborate further, but I'm not here to talk about Alex. I'm here to discuss... Juni.
*Firewoman's look turns more somber.*
FW - Oh... him.
Stank - For some fucking reason...
*Stank sits quietly for a few seconds measuring his words. His scowl increases as his brow furrows deeper. Stank starts jabbing the side of his head.*
Stank - ... the man won't leave me the FUCK alone.
FW - At least you're not alone.
Stank - I don't need... *points to head* THIS... to not be alone.
FW - He doesn't talk to me anymore... and it's so quiet.
Stank - Look! If I don't let this out he'll NEVER leave me the fuck alone.
FW - What?
Stank - He... Juni! Juni doesn't want you to feel pained. He's not punishing you.
FW - Yeah right.
Stank - He's not. Quite frankly I don't think he even knows what's going on.
FW - Give me a break, Stank. He's obviously not happy with the work I've done so far. He's left me.
Stank - He hasn't left you. He doesn't want you to go crazy wondering about this.
FW - I don't believe you.
Stank - *sigh* He wants me to comfort you.
FW -
Stank -
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Stank - Then we made sweet, sweet, love to the melodic, electric guitar play of Grammy award winning, Mexican born, guitar god, Carlos Santana.
LDW - WHAT?
Stank -
LDW - YOU DID NOT!
Stank - No... Here's what actually happened.
LDW - At least you got the music artist right this time. _________________________________________
Stank - He's concerned about you Fire. And so am I.
FW - Then why won't he talk to me?
*Stank rolls his eyes into the back of his head. He shakes violently, then jumps up from the couch. Firewoman recoils a bit looking up at Stank in total confusion. Stank whirls around melodramatically.*
Stank - boogidy, boogidy, boogidy, boo!
*Stank crosses his eyes as he pulls the skin on the sides of his face slanting his eyes in the process.*
Stank - I AM JUNI! THE GREAT ECOSYSTEM!
*Firewoman sits on the couch bemused by the sight.*
Stank - DO NOT BE CONCERNED FIREWOMAN FOR I HAVE CHOSEN THIS VESSEL TO CARRY MY MESSAGE TO YOU!
FW - Stank... cut it out.
Stank - STANK CAN'T HEAR YOU RIG- okay my face is starting to hurt.
FW - You can't fake possession.
Stank - You're the witch. You would know.
FW - I'm not a witch.
Stank -
FW - I'm nothing you've heard.
Stank - *rolling his eyes* Here we go.
FW - I'm you.
Stank - Alright STOP it.
FW - I can't believe I just quoted Christine O'Donnell for a lousy joke.
Stank - God, maybe Eco is still with us. This is exactly the kind of nonsense he was into back in the day.
FW -
Stank - He wants you to be okay.
FW - He's punishing me.
Stank - Why won't you believe me?
FW - Because... I...
*Now it's Fire's turn to measure her words. She opens her mouth as if to speak, but only...*
FW - *sigh*
*Stank puts his hand on Fire's shoulder.*
Stank - I need you to believe me.
FW - Why?
Stank - Because I don't want... this... whatever it is that's happening to me to happen anymore... and because... Moose is right.
*Firewoman scowls and gentily pushes Stank's hand off her shoulder.*
FW - And what exactly is he right about?
Stank - You haven't been YOU in a long time.
*Firewoman shoots Stank a dirty look. Stank throws his hands up pleading innocence.*
Stank - I'M NOT saying the you you are is... weak or anything...
FW - Better NOT be.
Stank - ... I'm just saying... I think you've lost a step or two. JUST listen to me before you get all indignant! You need to find closure with this... this... voice not being in your he-... this JUNI thing. You need to get past this. Voice or no.
FW - ...
Stank -
FW - Maybe after his return.
Stank - Whose return?
*Firewoman looks at Stank like he's lost his mind.*
FW - Ecosystem.
*Stank drops his shoulders and shakes his head.*
Stank - Eco's not coming back.
FW - WHAT? Is THAT what he told you?
Stank - No.
FW - Then what-
Stank - He's DEAD Fire.
*Firewoman sits back in her seat and looks at Stank with... pity?*
FW - You don't understand.
Stank - Apparently I don't.
FW - Your not understanding is not your fault... it's mine.
Stank - *sigh* I gotta go. We'll talk about this later. If we should meet in the tournament. I'll try to convince your brother not to kill you.
FW - Let him try.
*Stank turns, and walks out of the Darling suites as the camera fades.*
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 15:00:00 GMT -5
*Shawn Johnson and Moonbeam are on the floor outside of Davin Moreland's locker room, playing Pitch. It appears as if Moonbeam is on a pretty long winning streak, because Shawn looks disheveled and her face is bright red. Moonbeam slams a card on the pile, dominoes-style* SFJ420: Like YES, man! High, Low, Jack, Trump 5 times in a row! You like, sort of totally suck at this game, Shawny J. OGMSJ: I DO NOT! I AM A FUCKING OLYMPIC GOLD MEDALIST AND I DO NOT SUCK AT ANYTHING! SFJ420: You're right, I just got lucky sweeping your ass 5 times in a row. OGMSJ: You ARE Lucky! Very Lucky! You're probably cheating! SFJ420: You're right. I'm cheating at Pitch. So, like, what you're saying man, is that not only do you like, totally suck at Pitch, but you're a bet-welcher too? OGMSJ: I AM NOT A WELCHER! SFJ420: Ok, well, a bet's a bet. *she makes some sort of gesture with her hands* OGMSJ: *suddenly not mad, more embarrassed* Ok, listen, Moony...I will...just not in front of the ninjacams, ok? SFJ420: Fine with me, let's go inside then. *Just as they stand up, Davin and Samantha come out of the door. The interviewers spring into action, microphones at the ready* SFJ420: Samantha. More talk from others, no talk from you. Anything you want to say to everyone leading up to Mayhem? SDM: No. Just that everyone's taking the greatest Trios team of all time very lightly. OGMSJ: Everyone seems to be leaning toward a potential matchup involving Moosehead Jack, Firewoman and the Darling Twins. It seems like all the cards are stacked in their favor. SFJ420: Speaking of card stacking... OGMSJ: *angry whisper* I said LATER! SDM: Put it this way. If there are outside forces involved in the outcomes of these matches, there will be hell to pay for those forces. I don't care if it's Rick, the Board of Directors, what have you...there is NO fucking excuse for Run DLP, the greatest Trios team of all time, to lose to Firewoman and the Mediocre Twins. OGMSJ: Aren't they your brother and sister? SDM: Doesn't make them any less mediocre. Especially Alexis. She's a jobber who has had the fortune to be carried by some of the best in the business to get where she is. SFJ420: Are you saying she's Marty Janetty? SDM: No. I'm saying she's Billy Gunn. She's not as good as Janetty was. Next question. SFJ420: Davin, are we going to hear from you personally today? DM: Hi-dee-Hi-dee-Hi-dee-hi, Moony. SFJ420: Um...ok. Any comment about Moosehead Jack's senseless attack on Chad Madison this week? DM: I'm going to address that with him in a few minutes. I will say that Chad wouldn't have found himself in that situation if he weren't such a Ho-dee-Ho-dee-Ho-dee-ho. SFJ420: There are some who would say that was a learned behavior. Learned by one of his mentors and teammates? DM: He-dee-He-dee-He-dee-He is a grown up, and can make his own decisions. Step back and look. Despite any previous predelictions we may have had to the contrary, both Zane and myself have been in long-term committed relationships, while he's out adding to his herpes count. He was just messing with the wrong guy's girl. Now with Moose, he could have just had someone say the wrong thing to him in his head and that prompted the attack, which is why I'm going to have a quick talk with him. OGMSJ: Do you expect that confrontation to be physical? DM: Hi-dee-hi-dee-hi-dee-ho, Shawn. Have we met? First, not a confrontation. I don't need to do that. Posturing is a waste of time between Moose and I. I'm going to have a quick word with my cousin involving boundaries that I would hope he would try to respect in the future. OGMSJ: And if he doesn't? DM: Sometimes crossing boundaries can't be helped. Sometimes it can. I will determine that should it ever come up. If Chad were doing anything more besides just sitting there, we wouldn't be having this discussion. You guys got anything else? SFJ420: There has been a lot of talk about you, especially from Firewoman, about how you've been mailing it in in the ring lately. Care to comment? DM: My cousin might want to fix her DVR, because she's about a month behind with that weak narrative. Although she can feel free to call me Karl Malone this Wednesday as I'm pounding her face into the mat. SDM: See, THIS is what happens when you hang around with the Mediocre Twins for too long. You start to believe your own self-propelled hype. DM: Everyone seems to be talking about me lately. Everyone wants me to be something and someone I'm not. You think I'm going to change? You think I'm going to fit into your nice, neat little boxes? You want Davin Moreland to be a creation of your pathetic imaginations? The East Coast got no love fo' Snoop Dogg and Dr. Dre?!?!? SDM, OGMSJ, SFJ420: Wow. DM: They might not, but they've got love for me. More importantly, I've got love for me, and I know what I have the ability to do in this business. Put it all to the test everyone. Also, take a gander at last year's rankings while you're at it. Best W/L - Davin Moreland. By a lot. A gimmick here, a catchphrase there, 2 title runs. I know in my heart I was Wrestler of the Year last year, even though I got no love for that either. That's fine. Just something else I get to put in the disrespect bank. SDM: Here we go. Getcha tape machines rollin'. DM: You want to know why I came back? Why I'm here and 100% even though I don't have jack shit to prove to anyone? People, specifically Alexander Darling, have spent a lot of time and energy trying to kick dirt on my grave, and pissing on it while it's being lowered into the ground. It's hate. It's Jealousy. It's politics. It's their feelings of inadequacy. It's THEIR fault they hate. I'm just that damn good. But it appears people may have forgotten just how motherfucking good I actually am. Some haven't, and you know who they are. I'm convinced you can tell who the best wrestlers are just by noticing who talks the least shit about me. Haters gotta hate. That much is true. But winners gotta win - and dammit, I'm a fucking winner. I do nothing BUT win. I bring the awesome out there every week. People will come Wednesday to this arena, and drop a good portion of their paycheck to see ME. The least I can do is give them their money's worth, whether they love me or hate me. I'll always love the fans. THEY got me over in this company. Without them I'd be digging ditches in a mental hospital yard somewhere. I can't help how they feel about me. I can't make them NOT hate. There are just people who are haters in the world. And they GOTTA hate. But like I said...I just gotta win. That's what winners do. That's what I do. OGMSJ: Any word as to who you're putting on your team, Davin? DM: Not yet. However, my team was set less than 24 hours after the bet was agreed upon. That much I can tell you. I won't be announcing them until later. And I can guarantee I won't be using my below-average twin sister as a "teammate". OGMSJ: Wait, you really think- SDM: Nobody likes him. If you think he's NOT going to use Alexis as a "teammate", you're dreaming. DM: Anything else, kids? SFJ420: No. Thank you, Davin. OGMSJ: Thank you Samantha and Davin. *Davin and Samantha walk down the hallway, and one ninjacam stays behind* OGMSJ: Wow, that was good stuff. SFJ420: Sure was. And speaking of bets... OGMSJ: Aww...I was hoping you forgot. SFJ420: What are you afraid of, anyway? I'm not going to tell anyone. OGMSJ: Sure you won't. SFJ420: I won't. Trust me. I've been waiting for this for a while, so I'm not going to do anything to screw it up. Now get in there, and get OUT of here Ninja-cam! *They both go inside. Seconds later, another ninjacam comes flying out of the room* OGMSJ: AND STAY OUT! ASS! ANC: She's a red hot hoochie-koocher....this sucks... *Quick cut to Davin, who is not exactly sneaking up on Moosehead Jack. Samantha is, elsewhere* DM: Moose. MHJ: Davin. DM: Quick word? MHJ: I have time. So does He. DM: Unless he does something...you know...does something...Chad... MHJ: Yeah. I know. DM: Did he do something? MHJ: HE said he did. DM: What did you say? MHJ: I said he didn't, which is why I didn't kill him. DM: Ok. That works for me. MHJ: Wait, no empty threats or vague promises? DM: Psh. Do those ever work on you? MHJ: No. They work on Him. DM: I told you what else works on Him. MHJ: You did. I'm not doing that. DM: Fair enough. See you after Mayhem? MHJ: Yeah. Drinks and Stogies. DM: Works for me. Do what you do, Wednesday. *Moose suddenly gets quiet and then stands up* MHJ: Davin, so help me, if you get the chance...do what you are CAPABLE of doing, Wednesday. DM: And take all the fun out of the bet? MHJ: Davin...You don't under- DM: Moose.... MHJ: What? DM: Trust me *He leaves, and Moose is forced to smirk at that one* *fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 15:00:45 GMT -5
(Tytan is seen in his locker room with Athena discussing the latest "Eco" sightings.)
Tytan: So now I get some message handed to me saying that it was someone else that purposely put Firewoman and I together to prove that the two of us "Can" Work together when the situation calls it.
Athena: I really wouldn't call that working together. She kept on stepping wrong.
Tytan: But we learned something new in a matter of days and we made it work.
Athena: So who do you think it may be?
Tytan: ....
Athena: No. You are going along with this Eco angle too.
Tytan: Well I mean he has been more active "dead" then he was alive.
Athena: That's beside the point. Besides, you know the whole story.
Tytan: Yeah, things also changed from the way things were suppose to happen.
Athena: But to put you two in the Ballroom. He's not even that weird.
(Athena and Tytan pause and look at each other.)
Athena: (laughing) Okay maybe he is. But if it is him then what is is doing?
Tytan: I don't know....all we can do is wait and see.
(Athena then hands Tytan a piece of paper.)
Athena: Oh yeah and Rick wanted me to give you this.
Tytan: What's that?
Athena: The bill for the window you put Sparky through, you need to pay up.
Tytan: Fine. But I would put that Vanilla Ice wanna be through it again if it meant shutting him up. I give the guy credit....he took some balls to jump me like that.
Athena: Only if he knew what was coming after that, that shovel has served its purpose.
Tytan: That and a little thanks to Ultimo Inc.
Athena: Should you tell Firewoman about the note.
Tytan: She watching, and if she wants to talk she knows where to find me.
(FADE)
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 15:02:04 GMT -5
So, before Moose and Fire have coffee, Moose walked over to Ravenna at the bar. MHJ: Why are you doing this?
RB: I might ask you the same question.
MHJ: Elgin is a small place, I had an interview to do
RB: And a restaurant is where you decided to do it and not a seedy dive bar? MHJ: Hey, SFJ13 has followed me to enough of those, doesn't hurt to go classy now and then. So.....you and Chad huh?
RB: I promised him....when you were in the hospital...if he did me a favor I'd go on a date with him."
MHJ: Honoring promises, even to a Texas retard
RB: Well, I needed something given to someone...and the price was one dinner.
MHJ: It never ends there, you know that right? All They ever want is more and more. First it is a dinner, then it is, "Hey! team with us! C'mon remember? I did you a FAVOR!" Just like a fucking Darling
RB: Well, he did me a favor...wait. Why do you care?
MHJ: Cause you are better than them. And instead of wasting your time with <looking over at Chad with contempt> HIM, you should be planning on getting even with Evans
RB: Okay, let's get this straight.. First, you have no idea if I'm better or not. You don't know anything about me. And secondly, I'm not the one that wants to get even with Evans.
MHJ: <chuckling> I DO know you better than you think. I have been in the ring with you, you ARE better then them. And you are mistaken, I have nothing to get EVEN with Evans for, I just want to prove that he is not The One like the fans think. I want HIM to see that he is not as good as he believes. As for you? He cost you your title and hasn't so much as offered you a match. He is using your friendship to play you like a sucker
RB: What is all of this "The One" talk?
MHJ: The One. The One the fans want. The One management wants. The One that They think is going to lead this company in the future. RB: Do you really care about all that?
MHJ: <smirking> I care in as much as I hate the idiot fans and want them to cry when Their hero fails
RB: So you want to set me up and crush me then? Is that what this has all been about?
MHJ: No. I want the REAL Rav to come out and play, the Rav I KNOW is in there. The Rav I know wants to come out
She shakes her head, disapprovingly.
RB: You mean the Rav you want to be in there. Maybe to fill in the gap happy Firewoman has left?
MHJ: No, the REAL Fire will be back soon enough. and I mean the Rav I have seen. Only small glimpses of, but the Rav I KNOW is there. The Rav that was livid when that idiot Crete got hurt. The Rav that was furious when I brought Jake into the OOWF Rav flinches at this. Hit a nerve didn't I? You know, for all people hate me, and think I am this huge horrible person, at least I am not putting on some facade for the idiot fans. I am not denying who I am. What you see is me. I hate. It's what I do. If I tried to be anything else......especially to please THEM, I couldn't live with myself
RB: I never asked you to be anyone you weren't. I just asked you to think about why you hate. You know what? heard you tell your sister that you knew you'd die alone in the ring. And I had...I dunno...sympathy for you. There's nothing outside the ring that you care about. Nothing else to balance out your rage.
MHJ: the rage is what fuels me. Take that away and what is left?
RB:: A man.
MHJ: A man with nothing but time and no outlet for his anger
She downs a shot and orders two more
RB: That is where you are wrong.
MHJ: Oh really? RB: I've seen your type. Hell, I've played your type. But you aren't just a type...you're a guy. Just like the other guys. Human, flawed, I'd like to think generally decent if given half a chance.
MHJ: I think you would probably be wrong
RB: Are we putting on a show, Moose, or are we going to talk...like real people? MHJ: We can talk all you want, I am just telling you, what you see is what you get
RB:: Well, that is amusing. Because what I see is a man who can't let go of his past. And is ruining his future because of it.
MHJ: <Moose laughs> Ruining my future? My future has never been better. The fans hate me, other wrestlers fear me, what could be better?
RB: You could be better than Sean.
MHJ: I already am, he was a drunk piece of shit who picked on those weaker than him. Are you going to say the rest of the OOWF is weaker than I am?
RB: Let me ask you this...and maybe it will answer your question. What do you feel when you see the kids out in the audience crying?
MHJ: Endless amounts of happiness, their tears motivate me
RB: Ah, see. She downs the other shot and passes the second to Moose At least with your dad...there were only two kids that suffered for one sadistic bastard's entertainment.
MHJ: Hey, THEY make their choices, I make mine. She watches his expression closely.
RB: Is that really how you feel? I mean, do you truly feel nothing when you know you bring hundreds of kids sadness and disappointment?
MHJ: It motivates me. Look, They are all the same. They want nothing but good. They cheer for the idiot faces who are flawed just like everyone else. They put them on pedestals. They are idiots. If I can bring a little bit of reality to their world, so be it. If it crushes them, all the better RB: And if I say I'm disappointed in you?
MHJ: then you don't know the real me RB: And you won't let me. Funny thing, I don't think I've ever heard you ask me what I wanted.
MHJ: Moose slams a shot, orders a bottle and just tells the bartender to keep it there, glances over at Chad who is flirting with a waitress, then looks at Rav. Fine. What do YOU want?
RB: It's not like that Moose. You don't really give a shit. You're just waiting like the rest of them...for your next chance to pontificate. What I want isn't important to you. It might be important to him though.
MHJ: I am here ain't I? Now is your chance. It may not come again
RB: I want you to trust. I can't promise not to piss you off. I can't even promise to understand you... but I could try.
MHJ: You want to understand me? Think about Evans, I mean really THINK about what he has done to you. If it doesn't piss you off, even a little, then I don't know what to say to you.
RB: I think I know why he is there. Let me guess....he hates me, right?
MHJ Downing another shot We probably shouldn't talk about what He thinks right about now
RB: Because he wants you to hurt me? Hurt anyone that might hurt you first....right?
MHJ: He has mentioned it. But what He wants more than anything right now is for me grab that bottle right there, run across the room, smash it over that Texas retard's head and carve that stupid self-important grin off his face
RB: Why?
MHJ: isn't obvious?
She shakes her head
MHJ: Look at him. The idiot fans LOVE him, imagine him showing up for a match Wednesday with half his face carved off. He would never be the same, and the fans? The fans wouldn't know what to think. The idiot parents would be horrified and their worthless spawn would cry. "Oh my God! Look what happened to poor Chad! This is so SAD!" Its not fucking sad, its life. Now cry about it, cry about THIS when there are more important things for you to shed your stupid tears for. Idiots.
She takes a swig straight from the bottle
RB: Their happiness makes you hate them?
MHJ: Happiness is a curse
RB: Why on earth would you say that?
MHJ: Why? Look at Fire. She is happy, and she has never been as lost and confused as she is now. Happiness brings a lack of focus, rage.......there is nothing better to focus your energy than rage. Think about that, you go into your match with Evans all happy and content, and he is going to tear you apart. He is going to use his new found rage at ME to tear you to pieces and keep his title. You realize that he has played you all along? Go in a little pissed off? you can beat him, you can take back what should have been yours all along
RB: Why do you care if I win or lose the title? I'm just another face to you.
MHJ: You really think that?
RB: Maybe I should ask Jake.
MHJ: Or maybe you should consider this. If you were Alexander Darling, or Chad, or Evans, would I be standing here talking to you?
RB: Would you if I was a guy? Is that what you're asking?
MHJ: No, it has nothing to do with that. They are all idiot faces. Do you honestly think I would stand here talking to them? Especially Darling?
RB: Your problem with Darling isn't about being a face, or even being with your sister.So I'd not compare myself to him, no.
MHJ: Fine. Pick any other face. You really think I would stand here and talk to them? Or would I just simply attack them because of what they are
RB: Then why me? Because I didn't cry when you brought back the one thing that I was afraid of?
MHJ: Maybe
RB Don't give me maybe? I'll answer you straight if you asked me. I expect the same of you.
MHJ: Honestly then? Yes. You got angry, REAL anger, not that stupid mock indignation that the rest of the faces get, not that anger that They want them to have, it was real, I saw it in your eyes, hate, rage, it was there, and it makes you different
She sits quiet for a moment, and seems a bit off-put by his comment.
RB: If you feed it...it becomes all you are. And I know you know that.
MHJ: And if you ignore it, you deny who you are.
RB: I want to be...happy. And If I can't be happy, I want to be content knowing I don't blame people for my problems and take out my frustrations on the wrong people.
MHJ: It doesn't have to be the WRONG people, but to take it out on NO ONE because that is what They want? Suicide right there
RB:: I'm not the one killing any chance I have at a normal life. Sure, I want to be loved...and the fans are all I have. So I guess you're right...what they think of me is important.
MHJ: chuckling So, you are pigeonholing yourself just like you say I am
RB: ...I guess so. I want to be loved and looked up to...you want to be hated...
MHJ: The difference is, I control my own destiny. You keep that mindset, and you are Their puppet
RB: We both want what we are used to and don't understand. You want to be hated....because it's all you knew.I just want someone to....I want to be...you know what.....never mind.
She stands and swigs from the bottle again, intent on heading back to the table.
MHJ: Moose doesn't look back at Rav, he just says it, knowing she will hear I may hate because its all I know, but I am not searching for something that will ruin me. Or, if I am, at least I am aware of it. You go out there and do what They want because you are looking for.......whatever......and you will never find it. They are fickle idiots, you will constantly be working against yourself to make Them happy. Its not your happiness anymore, it's Theirs
She turns back to look at him. She speaks quietly, his comments, clearly having hit a nerve
RB: Moose, don't you want one person in the world to care about what happens to you?
MHJ: Moose looks at Rav finally Caring doesn't change the inevitable. Look what caring about Juni got you
She clenches her jaw.
RB: That was low, Jack, even for you.
MHJ: The truth is not always pleasant Rav
RB: I should have known that when things got real, you'd lash out. Just like you to push people away. I just...had hoped there was some part of you inside that cared about what I thought.
MHJ: Who says I don't. You are going to justify your beliefs however you want. The fact is, no amount of caring is going to bring him back. The fans drove Tytan to do what he did. And now, Juni is gone. Think about THAT the next time you go out there and want to make Them happy
RB: Tytan lost it. And the fans didn't cheer...they wept. I....
MHJ: They wept when he finally did what they cheered for. They realized it was THEIR fault. They didn't weep because a man was being pulverized with a shovel, they wept because THEY were to blame for it!
RB: Then why do this at all, if that's how you feel? Do you want to be punished week after week...take the beatings you feel you deserve?
MHJ: laughing I don't feel like I deserve ANY beatings. Dishing out the beatings to make Them cry is what motivates me
RB:: Well, looking at that bottle, I'd say you're a drunk too. What makes you any different.
MHJ: Moose looks at the bottle, then turns it up taking a big swig, then laughing I guess nothing.
RB: And that doesn't bother him at all?
MHJ: nope
RB: Because then you're safe? Then no one can get to you and no one can hurt you?
Moose doesn't say anything, he just keeps drinking. Ravenna sighs and takes a step closer to him.
RB: He's wrong. He is hurting you.
Moose gets up to leave and looks at Rav
MHJ: You have no idea what He is doing. You have no idea what I go through to keep Him at bay, you never will. Now, I have to go. You should go back to Chad. A promise is a promise, right? Moose turns and walks out into the night.
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 15:03:21 GMT -5
*OOWF Training Center*
Alexis is hitting the heavy bag and hitting it harder than could be considered safe. After a combination, Alexis follows it up with a spinning back kick that punctures the heavy bag and the filling starts falling out. This doesn't stop Alexis as she continues to pound on the bag. After a few more minutes of hitting the bag Alexis finally seems to have done enough damage and walks over to a bench. She grabs a towel and wipes the sweat away from her eyes. She looks around the room and notices a ninja camera watching her. She glares and motions for the camera to come closer. She pulls a microphone out of her bag.
Alexis: It seems like my douchetastic former partner and bitch of a sister have a lot to say about me and my place in this company. I had thought Sam and I worked past our issues with one another but it seems like she's become another lapdog in Davin's life and that's fine. I'm done trying to prove myself to my older sister and if she can't accept that she married an asshole, then that's up to her. But the fact is they can call me Marty Jannety or Billy Gunn or whoever the fuck they want and it doesn't change the fact that I am a legit OOWF wrestler. The claims that I were carried are complete bullshit and that was proven when Davin took the easy way out and laid down for his buddies. And yet it was me who wound up defeating them in the tag team invitational while Davin was contemplating his role in the future of the company.
After this week when Firewoman, Alex and I defeat the almighty Run DLP I know that won't change anything in their minds because they'll claim it was a fluke. But facts are going to be facts and for me it will be over. Davin was a good partner. I'll never deny that. And the issues between Alex and him go back a long time and that's between them. I'm not involved and I don't plan on being involved. My plans are to be the best that I can be. I no longer feel the need to prove anything to anyone. Call me mediocre; say I'm jealous or inadequate and it doesn't phase me anymore. Wednesday at Mayhem, once again it will be shown that Davin's best talent is and always has been talking. Whether it's to the fans or to the powers that be in the back. Davin wouldn't be who he was if he couldn't talk. At Third Week Mayhem, I'll do the walking, he'll do the staring at the lights. That's just the way things are.
*Fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 15:04:18 GMT -5
Sean Naomh Moore walks into Matt Folz's locker room with a purpose.
SNM: Have you seen Moose's promos?
MF: Of course. How could we not?
SNM: Well, that bloody bastard thinks I'm in the 'wrong place at the wrong time' and he's looking past us as a team.
SF: Yeah, whatcha gonna do?
MF: And I thought you'd be pissed about Sparxx getting a World Title shot before you, even though you've beaten him twice, now. What has he done to get the title shot, other than lose lately? You're into this Trios Tournament, huh?
SNM: Only once, really. The second time was just a total - what's the word - "schmozz?" And I ended up pinning Concrete TG. And the other time I was to face him, the Norsemen showed up, so we teamed together. And yes - any time any title is on the line, I'm focused.
MF: But Sparxx...
SNM: I'm not worried about that - my time will come, and I'll be ready - I just got done with some training with Flair and Malenko.
At this news, Fulton and Folz exchange looks.
SF: Why didn't I get to train with Malenko?
MF: :shrugs: Didn't think of it. And what about this mud-wrestling idea of yours - you call that focused?
SNM: Just an idea - so I got it in Rick's head. But now, I'm all about the Tourney. Anyway, point is - Moose is looking past us, Stank doesn't appear to be focused... Well, not as unfocused as O'Mac, but his head seems elsewhere... So, we have a good shot at advancing.
MF: Of course we do - Crusher and I are the best tag-team in OOWF. Stick with us, and you'll go far.
SF: Hey, can you get me some time with Malenko?
SNM: Um...
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 15:05:32 GMT -5
Alexis Darling comes back from her workout, into the Darling Suites, where Firewoman is still somewhat curled up on the couch, staring into space, being disgustingly emo. Alexis rolls her eyes and heads to her room. There's a pause, and Alexis comes back out and sits down across from Fire.
LD: We need to talk.
FW: Oh good. This is what I need today. First Moose, then Stank, now this. Fine. Giving me the silent treatment for weeks...but today is the day. Lucky me.
LD: That's what I want to talk about.....I was just.....you promised me....not Alex.
FW: First of all, that was years ago. We are all very different people now. Second, it's not like this was a planned thing...we've been over this.
LD: Fire....you drink a lot....well, you did.....I have never seen you that out of control....ever.....and you didn't seem that bad that night....
FW: .....
LD: .....
Fire seems to snap out of her pout, and back into being angry.
FW: What are you saying, exactly, Lexie.....
LD: I'm...not...I'm just.....well.....I could TELL you weren't into the whole WWE/OOWF big splashy wedding thing. I thought it was because that's not you, and you wanted something small, but then I remembered a conversation we had once, about you never wanting to be married.....
FW: Wow...you saw through my fiendish plot to avoid getting married by....getting married. However did you figure it out.
LD: Well.....okay....no....but maybe you thought it wouldn't stick, or that--
FW: And I covered it all up by being nearly suicidal in the bathroom and having to be dragged through life until I got my bearings again. And it would have worked too, if it wasn't for this meddling kid here.
LD: Okay stop.....I get it.....but .... you stayed....
FW: So did he...
LD: ....
FW: What's your point, Lexie? I'm tired and just....tired.
LD: I'm just concerned, Fire....that's all.... I don't want anyone to get hurt.
FW: Duly noted, Lexie. That's not my goal.
LD: Are you sure?
FW: .....
LD: I mean....you did engineer a whole fake baby, complete with sonogram machine, to get even with Attitude Adjuster for--
FW: So...are you accusing me of marrying your brother to get even with him for this? *Fire points to her forehead*. Damn....I would think you of all people would know how I felt about games like that. You know, Lexie...we have a big match, and I'm really REALLY trying to keep my head in the game...this isn't helping.
LD: I don't like this either...
FW: Look, it happened, and it wasn't planned or even something I wanted...but....it's ....I dunno, it's working.
LD: Just...promise me ... this isn't a scheme or a work.
FW: *smiles softly at Lexie* Trust me. It isn't.
LD: Okay....I'll accept that then. So....Wednesday....just like old times?
FW: I hope.
LD: Then maybe Wednesday night...Kai and Aina were asking about you...
FW: Heh, I bet....we'll see. I'll see what Alex wants to do...what?
LD: Wow...you checking in with the ball and chain about going out for some fun? You HAVE changed.
FW: Heh....very funny.
LD: Also...um....he was going to tell you himself, but was stalling, so I said I would. Rick has rehired Dr. Sid....for you. Alex wouldn't do it without your say so, so Rick did it anyway. He'll be in next week after Mayhem.
FW: Well, it was a matter of time, I suppose.
LD: Okay well.....if this whole thing is straight up legit....then...I'm okay with it.
FW: Thanks, Lex.
Alexis smiles, and then goes into her room. Fire smiles in return, but then returns to her emo-poutiness for a bit, before going into the room where she has the shrine to Ecosystem, and closes the door.
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 15:06:15 GMT -5
J-P Sparxx is resting in a chair somewhere in the arena. Jewel is by his side holding a drink for him. His ribs are heavily taped and he frankly looks like shit. He's watching the TV and clicks it off with the remote.
J-PS: I shoulda known what was comin'. No shit bitch. I did know what was comin'. But I got ma message across didn I? people 'round here think I'm funny. Dey think I'ma joke. I ain't no joke. I'm da real deal and now your bitch ass knows dat. I'm not some chemically charged freak show, 'cuz honestly, who belee dat shit?
Jewel: He ain't no Wolverine X-Men mutant freak.
J-PS: Ya see son, ma goal was ta get yo attention. And I did, didn I? You were caught off guard. I gotchoo. You needed dat shovel ta hurt me. Ya think ya scared me. Ya can't scare me, son. I grew up on da streets a C-Town bitch. My whole life has been pain, knowwhatI'msayin'?. You think a few cracked ribs are gonna stop me? Fuck you. All ya did was awake da Pit Bull son. All ya did was piss me off and want your belt even more. It wasn't aboutchoo. Now it is. In fact, Gryphon, I'll make ya a deal. I got yo back, you get mines. We take down this freak once and for all if yo down. If not, well, The Spark will hafta get yo ass too, knowwhatI'msayin'?
J-P takes off his sunglasses and stares into the camera.
J-PS: You take your drugs Tytan. You act invincible. We all know it's a lie. The Spark's gonna gitcha. And yo belt. Can't kill da Spark son, knowwhatI'msayin'?
J-P sits back with a grin, then a slight grimace from his ribs.
J-PS: Nah, yo dumb ass prolly don't. Have yo bitch explain it to ya. I ain't teachin phonics today, ya big dummy. Cya tomorrow. Beeyatch.
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 15:07:25 GMT -5
DVD is seen walking down the hallways, he seems to still be looking at his English to Hawaiian dictionary. He drops it onto a table before approaching a door labeled "The Flying Hawaiians". DVD goes to knock, but is cut off by the sound of a throat clearing before he can. DVD turns to see Kai and Aina standing with arms crossed looking at him.
K: You need something Brah?
A: Yeah, anything we can help you with?
DVD (with his biggest shit eating grin on his face) : Appreciate the concern boys, but I just need to talk some business with your pretty manager.
K: She's got a headache brah come back later.
DVD: Now boys, I can appreciate the "protective older brother" thing you've got going on here, but she's a big girl. Let's let her decide if she wants to talk.
With that DVD waves his hand for the Hawaiians to shoo. Kai grabs DVD's hand to get it out of his face. At this moment, Dynamite Danny Taylor comes around the corner. He sees the situation, and immediately reads it wrong. Danny charges in and grabs Kai pulling him away from DVD and slamming him into the wall before pulling his arm back for a hay maker. Aina grabs Taylor's arm holds onto him as Kai lands a punch to his gut. Out back Jack arrives at this point and sees a two on one against his tag partner, and joins the fray. A mini brawl begins to form, and the noise causes Noelani to come out of the dressing room.
N: What the hell is going on?
DVD: No time to chat babe, help me break this up.
DVD and Noelani quickly get between the brawlers, and after some pushing and pulling, get them separated. DVD gets in front of Jack and motions for him to take Danny back to the Destroyatorium. Both Jack and Taylor shoot DVD a questioning look.
DVD: This shouldn't have happened, I'll explain it all when I get back. Just go and get some drinks, an calm down.
DVD heads back over to the Hawaiians looking to make an apology.
DVD: Look babe, this is all a big misunderstanding, maybe we can sit down and discuss this in private?
N: I don't think now is the best time yah.
DVD looks at the two Hawaiians who are glaring daggers at him.
DVD (turning to leave) : Yeah, you are probably right. Until next time Maika'iu'i Pua Kalaunu.
DVD walks away, and the camera catches Noelani's surprise at DVD's words.
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 15:07:56 GMT -5
Kai and Aina watch DVD leave.
K: Pua...
A: He just called you a...
N: I know. I'm kind of impressed.
K: Brah's tryin' too hard.
N: It's kind of sweet actually.
A: Lani...
Noelani looks at Aina strangely.
N: Don't Lani me. You knew what I was up to.
A: It's working.
N: I'm good.
Aina groans in frustration.
A: You talk to Eric O'Mac yet?
N: Lost cause. Like he'll listen to a word I say. And that's if he even shows up for the match.
K: I'm lost, someone wanna explain all this to me?
A: You'll forget it in ten minutes anyway Bruddah.
K: I wouldn't...what?
Kai follows Aina into the locker room. Noelani looks back down the hallway with a mischievous grin before following them in and closing the door.
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 15:08:27 GMT -5
SoCalChristy is backstage with Sean Naomh Moore. They are scheduled to have an interview in 10 minutes. Unbeknownst to them, the cameras are on and rolling.
SCC: By the way - no.
SNM: No? No what?
SCC: No - I'm not going to get involved in any mud wrestling. You know I'm not that type of girl.
SNM: Not even for ratings? And didn't you pose for Playboy?
SCC: Not even for ratings. And Playboy was different. That was... classy.
SNM: And the bollocks you did for WWE? Or WWF, whatever...
SCC: I was desperate for a job. Now, I'm secure - that's why I'm here helping Rick out.
SNM: Well, OK. Just as well, as I saw Rick and he didn't think Ivory was going to come down to work for him. Where the hell are those guys?
Moore and Christy both look around for Moore's partners for the evening, Folz and Fulton. Not seeing them, Christy turns to the camera operator.
SCC: So, are we ready?
Cameraman: Uh, yeah - whenever you're ready...
SCC: I'm here in Elgin, IL with OOWF rookie Sean Naomh Moore, who partners with Matt Folz and Stan Fulton in tonight's Trios Tournament against Moosehead Jack, Stank, and OOWF Onslaught Champion, LD Williams. Any thoughts?
SNM: Yeah, I've got a couple thoughts on tonight. Folz and Fulton got screwed out of a championship last week because the ref didn't know to stay out of the way. They're the best tag team in the business today. And I nearly beat Williams last week for the Onslaught Championship. Another second, and I - well, I wouldn't have lost. And somehow, our opponents are looking past us. That's a pretty big mistake, if you ask me.
SCC: Speaking of the Onslaught Championship match, that was your first loss here in OOWF. Williams, after the match, agreed to a rematch if and when you want it. Do you plan on challenging him again?
SNM: In due time, sure, I'll face him one-on-one again. But tonight, my focus is on the Trios Championship.
GMtR appears behind the camera, motioning to Christy.
SCC: At this time, we're joined by OOWF General Manager the Rick. You have something to add?
GMtR: Thank you Christy. Good news, Sean - Ivory finally agreed to come down and take part. I had to offer her a hefty sum, but she's coming. Unfortunately, Molly just hung up on me. Three times... Did you get a location, yet?
SCC: :roll:
Christy walks off, annoyed by this latest development.
SNM: Uh, no - not yet. I've had my mind on this week's challenge. Can I get back to you?
GMtR: Sure, sure. Don't take too long, though - just in case she changes her mind!
Rick walks off, happy in the thought that he'll get to see Ivory once more.
SNM: Where did Christy go, now? Well, I guess I'd better go find my partners.
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 15:09:07 GMT -5
COLD OPEN on a loud argument between Stan Fulton and Matt Folz. Their partner for the evening, Sean Naomh Moore, is still out finishing his promo with SoCalChristy.
MF: “What do you mean, there’s no reason to go out there?”
SF: “What I’m saying is unless we’re only here for a paycheck, tonight’s a waste. The entirety of the OOWF fanbase want to see Moose versus Firewoman. There’s no way we’re going to advance tonight.”
Kayfabe comes storming into the locker room looking to take Fulton out for good, but having his twig and berries kicked recently has made Fulton more than a little paranoid about Kayfabe. Therefore, Fulton is ready and as Kayfabe charges he catches her in a fantastic BLACK HOLE SLAM onto the concrete floor of the locker room. For good measure Fulton takes a folding chair to her head in retribution.
MF: “Was that absolutely necessary?”
SF: “It still hurts when I pee.”
MF: “That’s not her fault, you skanky whore.”
SF: “Hey! That’s what you call Brett Favre!”
MF: “Anyway, anything can happen in the ring tonight, Stan. Moore is talented and between the three of us, we have a very good chance against a homicidal lunatic like Moose; Stank, who’s hearing voices and having bad trips that mushrooms won’t even give you; and finally the sane one of the bunch, LD Williams. This is our best chance tonight against those three.”
SF: “All I’m saying is that I think we’re already scheduled to lose. And I’m not here for just a paycheck. Moose and Stank say that they don’t care about titles and LD has one already. This should be our time, especially the way we were screwed out of the tag titles. It’s just not gonna happen though.”
MF: “If you start believing you’re going to lose, you already have.”
SF: “We’re not going to lose. We’re not even going to get a shot.”
MF: “You’re a damn whiner, you know that?”
SF: “What some call whining, other’s call being realistic. I’m not the King of Bad Life Odds for nothing.”
A crown and scepter magically appear on the bench next to Fulton. The crown is not very handsome (think something that Flava Flav might design) and the scepter looks more like a plunger with a toilet float stuck to it and the letters B-L-O painted on with some kids’ Crayola paint.
SF: “See?”
MF: “You’re a fuckin’ lunatic.
SF: “At least I’m not painting my tongue green and eating turnbuckles.”
MF: “George Steele is a Hall of Famer and wrestling legend.”
SF: “So I should start yelling ‘Eat! Eat!’ in the ring tonight?”
MF: “No different than what you were yelling when we pulled into Golden Corral last night. Twit.”
SF: “I feel very privileged to have been able to bring a little unnecessary unpleasantness into your life, Mister Beeblebrox, sir.”
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Feb 6, 2011 15:09:41 GMT -5
A ninjacam fades in to see Chris Evans and Shawn Johnson in the middle of a conversation.
Shawn: But she’s...
E: My partner? My ally? I’m well aware of that, Shawn. That’s also the same reason why I haven’t given her a title shot as of yet. I refuse to give title shots out to everyone that I’m on good terms with. I want to defend this title with honor, and I wanna give a shot to anyone who can prove themselves worthy, and while Ravenna is, I don’t wanna hear all that shit about me playing favorites and only giving shots to those that I’m on good terms with.
Moose makes this whole deal out of saying that I’m The One, that I’m the Golden Child. He can think whatever he wants, cause I don’t wrestle to impress anyone. I don’t wrestle in order to prove anything to anyone. The only one that I need to prove anything to...is myself. And with this title around my waist, I’ve proven that I can hang around here. Moose’s mind-games might work on Ravenna, but they sure as hell won’t work on me.
S: But, you never beat him, and...
Evans looks at Shawn, who shuts up immediately.
E: You’re right, Shawn, I haven’t beaten him. I’m not gonna try to talk my way around that. He beat me cleanly in the ring, without using any weapons. It’s definitely not one of my proudest moments, but it is a learning experience. But then again *taps belt*, he hasn’t been able to beat me when it counts. I always step up my game when it counts, and tonight won’t be any different with Rav. I refuse to show weakness, especially against someone as talented as she is. After tonight, we’re allies. Tonight, she’s an obstacle trying to stop my IC title reign. If I show any kind of hesitation towards her, what kinda champion would I be?
S: She’s been spending a lot of time around Moose. Aren’t you afraid that all of that time around him will affect her?
E: Of course I am. Moose has that effect on everyone he comes in contact with. Believe me, I know. She wants to find her own path, though, something that I can also relate to. But Moose or no Moose, it doesn’t matter. She’s still my ally, and I’m willing to do anything for her.
*pause*
Anything that is, except lay down for her. Hope you’re ready, Ravenna, cause I refuse to hold back.
*fade to black*
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