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Post by BookerShark on Jun 30, 2011 0:10:08 GMT -5
*Davin and Samantha Moreland are both golf-clapping after Alexander's promo as they come from the other end of the hall. They seem to be dressed awfully well for hanging around the arena.* SDM: Nice one, brother dear. LD: You're not supposed to call him that. SDM: Whatevs. DM: And for as much as I'd like to sit here and beg you for a title shot, we've got more pressing issues at hand. AD: Really? DM: Yeah. AD: What? DM: We're going out. LD: Who? DM: Us. AD: Where? SDM: Are you [/i]intentionally[/i] doing the Vinny Barbarino bit right now? LD: Oh. Uh...no? DM: You. Alexis. Me. Sam. "Finally...For the first time in more than 2 years...The Darling/Moreland Collaboration...HAS COME BACK...to someplace where they can have a nice dinner." AD: That...was creative, anyway. LD: *appears pretty happy about this development* Cool! Where? SDM: This place I used to go when I was...uh..."living" in Cypress...used to come over to Athens for some civilization. You know. Kind of like doing a 6-month tour of the 3rd World and we end up in the cradle of civilization. You'll love it. Just like the old days. I mean, there was this other place...but it's a sushi place. LD: What's wrong with that? SDM: *rubs her belly* Raw fish? Not so much. If I were Humphrey or Opus, maybe. Anyway, this place is awesome. Overlooks the water and everything. So let's go. LD: I'm good like this? SDM: You're good like that. You both are. Let's go. DM: *closes his phone* Limo will be here in 5. AD: Wait guys. I mean...don't you think... DM: What? AD: Aren't we forgetting someone? DM: *Does a head count of the four of them* Nope. That's 4. AD: You know what I mean. DM: Oh. Yeah. No. We're not forgetting anyone. I'd just like a nice dinner for a change. The 4 of us like it always was. AD: I don't think- DM: Listen, are you coming or not? Alexis and Sam are going. *Alexander looks over at his twin, who looks positively bored that he's taking this long to leave already.* AD: Ok. Fine. Let me just text her first. DM: From the limo. Let's goooooooo...we've got reservations.. *Later, we see the 4 sitting right on the beach about 10 or so miles away from downtown Athens in Glyfada. They're at the Thalassa Asteras Glyfada Complex, more specifically, the Akanthus Restaurant. As you can see, we join them right after sunset. They're just sitting around yacking - a near-empty bottle of Ouzo sitting near the table. All seems well, except for Samantha, who seems put off, as she takes another sip of water.* SDM: You guys suck. DM: Oh, honey. Don't be like that. SDM: Fuck you. You guys are getting crunk off of Ouzo, and I'm stuck drinking water and fucking grape juice. LD: *giggling. Yes. Giggling.* Did you just say "Getting Crunk"? AD: S-TRUTH! LD: SAM KILLINGS! SDM: *tries not to laugh* Stop it you two. LD: Or else what? SDM: Or else I'M TELLING MOM! AD: You always were a tattletale. SDM: No Alex. That's you. "Mom! Samantha's smoking weed again! Dad! Samantha's running a organized criminal enterprise again!" AD: In my defense, you were like 11. SDM: *sips some water* I was an early bloomer. LD: And they say Veronika's the prodigy genius wunderkind or whatever. SHE never had her own organized criminal enterprise. Never mind being a top-level member of the entire organization. Where were you in the order of succession there? #4? SDM: #2. But that was a long time ago. AD: Seriously, sister dear. You never know when the ninja-cams are around. SDM: *waves her hand dismissively* Statute of Limitations, Alex. Chat away. LD: *takes another shot of Ouzo* You know, you two are quite the pair. DM: Oh really, Lex? How's that? LD: *perhaps slurring a little...but just a little* Big Sissy running a drug distribution oper...uh... AD: Operation. LD: Thanks. By the time she's a junior in High School. T. Davin here was hustling people at pool- DM: Billiards. And that's a secret. Screws up my hustle. SDM: Billiards? DM: *shrugs* Sounds way classier. LD: -and poker from like 8th grade until he went to the Power Plant... AD: I didn't know that? How do you know that? How WOULD you know that? And I don't? LD: *shrugs* I guess I ask the right questions. SDM: And chess. You forgot chess. LD: I did forget. But that's not really a money-making venture. SDM: Well, if Davin didn't have some semblance of a conscience, that might not be true. DM: Honey. AD: Wait, who did you hustle in chess? DM: You already know. SDM: Ronnie tried everything to get Davin to put money on it. He wouldn't do it. What a good guy. LD: You didn't let her win any, did you? DM: Fuck no. LD: Good. She needs to be taken down a peg sometimes. DM: Now that's not very nice. I just didn't want to steal the kid's lunch money. SDM: Ahh...I don't think you get it, honey. She was NICE to you because she got her ass kicked- AD: Davin, she's probably more conceited, cocky, boastful and obnoxious than all the rest of us kids put together. DM: Somehow, I doubt that. LD: No, Davin, you don't understand. SDM: Yeah honey, it's pretty ridiculous. DM: Well, when you're called "super-genius" from the time you're like 3 - I imagine it's hard to not get a swelled head. AD: Even so, Davin. Even...ok...listen....even *I* think she's over the top. DM: No. AD: ... DM: Really? She was so sweet to me. LD: Hustle. DM: What? LD: Setting up for a later hustle. DM: You guys make her seem like evil incarnate. SDM: ... AD: ... LD: ... DM: Well screw you guys, I'm going to be nice to her. LD: I wonder what your kid's going to be like. *Alex's face changes some, but he's still pretty well-engaged in the conversation* SDM: Probably just like Veronika. DM: I wouldn't say "just" like. You're leaving out half the equation. AD: So...like...a face version of Veronika? DM: Yeah, who doesn't mind shamelessly self-promoting herself. LD: Wait...her? SDM: He thinks he knows. DM: I DO know. SDM: You know NOTHING because I haven't told you. DM: I believe my Mom. She said that I'm going to have a kid who's just like me, a) and b) It's going to be a girl just so I have to worry that much more. LD: Sounds like your Mom's kind of an evil cunt. AD: ALEXIS! DM: She didn't mean anything by it. Besides, she's on to something. Ma might LOOK like June Cleaver...but she's got a little..."edge". SDM: Yeah. Almost always in regards to you. DM: It's called "tough love", honey. SDM: It's called "hilarious to watch", babe. DM: Yeah, yeah, we'll be in Florida again soon enough. SDM: I'm shaking I'm so scared. LD: That's also funny, you know? Mom and Dad love Davin, but Firewoman- AD: Now stop. She's just not used- I mean...that's not fair, she's not here to defend herself. DM: It's the difference between Sheehans, like myself, and Quinns, like her. LD: What's the difference? DM: Sheehans come from a long line of middle-class-type families. Not the richest, by any means, but there are a lot of politicians and salesmen and actors and performers. SDM: And con-men. And philanderers. And crazy people. DM: Well, sure, if you want to include everyone. SDM: Just being accurate. You know, for the sake of accuracy. DM: You're lucky you're pregnant. SDM: Or else what? DM: Or else...never mind. Anyway, we tend to adapt extremely well to any and every situation - because sometimes being NICE is way more important that being RIGHT. LD: And Quinns? DM: ... AD: ... SDM: You're gonna make ME say it? DM: *sighs* Gutter trash. Murderers. Prostitutes. Sociopaths. They usually make their money on their back or from the blade of a knife. First to start a fight, last to finish it. Pretty much the worst stereotypes of anyone of Irish descent all rolled into one. Of course, that's just a brief family history...there are always exceptions to any rule.... SDM: ... LD: ... AD: Yeah. Exceptions. Past isn't always prologue, Davin. DM: I know. I didn't say it was. I was just answering a question. AD: ...ok. DM: Anyway, to answer your question... LD: I asked a question? Damn, I'm chatty tonight. AD: Bout time. First the promo, now tonight. Nice to see you showing back up around here, sister dear. DM: Yeah, screw it. Sort answer, and should have been the answer in the first place... SDM: Should. Have. Been. DM: Thanks honey. I like meeting new people and I know how to act and behave myself in any situation. She can't do any of those things. So that's probably why. AD: She's trying. DM: I know. AD: It's not really her fault, you know. SDM: Do you get charged for EVERY excuse you get from your Justification Machine, or do you just pay a flat rate? AD: Listen Sam, that's my wife- SDM: I know. It's your wife. Nothing's ever her fault. Blah Blah Blah. I've got no problem being nice to her or whatever. In fact, she's fun to hang out with sometimes. But let's be honest with ourselves, shall we little brother? She's a big ol' bundle of problems. And it's only a matter of time before it all becomes YOUR fault. AD: You're wrong. SDM: I'm wrong. Ok. Fine, Alexander. Just do me a huge favor, ok? When it actually DOES happen just like I say it will? Don't come crying to me with anything other than "I'm sorry, Sam. I was wrong, and you were right all along." Got it? AD: Won't ever happen. You're wrong about her. You all are. Even you, sister dear. LD: Uh huh. Because I don't know her just as well as you do. AD: Whatever. Can we go? LD: No. I'm having fun. Stop being such an obstinate douche and have some of this baklava with me. AD: *sighs* Can we go after that? SDM: You got it? AD: Huh? DM: *looks up from his phone* Priceline. They've got 2 rooms for like 40 Euros here. Down from like 175. Want one? AD: *checks his watch* LD: Alex? Please can we stay? It's so nice being out like this again. Just the four of us...please? AD: *sighs again...deeper this time* Excuse me a minute guys...I gotta make a phone call. DM: Should I book it, Alex? AD: *looks at his phone and then looks up at Davin. He shakes his head "yes" like he just lost, or is about to lose, a fight* Sure. Fine. Whatever. I can't guarantee I'll stay the whole time. SDM: You know, we can send the limo to get her. AD: I'll mention it. *Alex walks up the beach some to talk on the phone* LD: Well, *I* am super-happy you guys invited us out. It's just been work, work, work, fucking WORK for months. SDM: I know, right? DM: I mean, Greece is sort of a 3rd-world country these days, but at least they HAVE stuff. Not like Bumblefuck, Africa or Clusterfuck, South America. *A random reporter comes running up to the table. His English sucks* RR: Dah-VIN...and...eh...Sam-and...uh...aLEX! LD: is. Alexis. RR: Dah-VIN? Match and...uh...Jack? DM: I have a match tomorrow with Moosehead Jack. Yes. RR: Ah...terr...ah...frigh...er....scared? DM: Fuck no. I haven't been this relaxed going into a match in a long time. RR: Uh...hm....ummm....knee? DM: Knee's fine. Won't be a factor. RR: Any...uh....garbage talk....er...Moosey? DM: No, our time for talk is done. It's all about execution tomorrow, and I've got a completely clean plate going in. There's nothing to stop me other than Moose himself. And that's not going to happen. Now if you'll excuse us... RR: Please? DM: Excuse us. RR: Please? DM: Get the FUCK OUTTA HERE! RR: Oh...er...bye bye... *He leaves* SDM: Help me up, honey? DM: Of course, my little microwave. *He helps her up. Alexis pretends to puke* LD: You two are disgusting. DM: Coming? LD: Alex? DM: Text him, tell him where we're going. LD: Ok...*taps a few keys* Done and done. DM: Ok ladies, let's check out the rest of this place. *fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Jun 30, 2011 0:20:39 GMT -5
OOWF Mid-Summer Night’s Scream 5 Live! From Athens, Greece
MOOSEHEAD JACK vs. DAVIN MORELAND – Empty Arena, No Disqualification, 60-Minute Iron Man Match
*We are from the European Union Bailout Center in Athens, across town from where Mid-Summer Night’s Scream 5 is taking place. A ring has been set up, and there are chairs surrounding the ring, but they're all empty. We have been told two ambulances wait outside the arena should they be needed, but otherwise, the arena is empty *
Davin Moreland and Moosehead Jack make their way to the ring from opposite sides of the arena, because there are no announcements (who would they be for?). There are also no announcers, only Former Senior Referee Sterling Glaw, who pretty much hates both these men for different reasons. He's only there to make the three count, or call a submission. Moose brings Happy Deth Bat with him, and Davin is carrying his Trusty Rebar; although I am sure neither will come into play at any point in this match. Neither of these two would stoop so low as to use a weapon. Glaw quickly leaves the ring and heads over to the timekeeper's position to ring the bell, and WE'RE UNDERWAY!
Moose moves to the middle of the ring and Davin meets him there. Davin starts to run his mouth, because that's how Davin rolls. Moose stands there listening with an odd smirk on his face. Davin ramps up the intensity, which we can sort of hear because there is no crowd. Davin definitely says “I'm shocked your pussy-ass showed up, old man”. Moose laughs and Davin stops and looks at him funny. Then Moose swings at Davin. The punch does not connect, but Davin drops to one knee and grabs his forehead. He pulls his hand away and we see it is full of blood. Davin looks at Moose, and we see Moose has a scalpel in his hand. Davin snarls with rage and SPEARS Moose to the mat. The scalpel goes flying, and Davin hammers Moose with punches to the side of the head.
Moose digs his thumbs into Davin’s eyes and shoves him off. He gets to his feet and waits Davin to get to one knee, then catches him with a boot to the side of the head. Moose then drags Davin by the leg and heads to the corner. Moose slips out of the ring, grabbing Davin’s leg again and slams it into the ring post. Not, say, once or twice, but probably 20 times as Moose gets this maniacal look on his face. He locks Davin into a Ring post Figure Four (a Hart move! A bigger slap in the face!), and really, there is nothing to stop Moose from snapping Davin’s leg here, if he wants. Glaw slides in next to Davin, asking him if he wants to quit. Davin's reply is “Fuck No”. Moose starts to slip, since he's had the hold on so long, and has to break it. He goes back for Davin's leg to reapply it and end this thing quickly, but Davin manages to catch him with a kick to the face. It's not a devastating kick by any means, but it's enough to force Moose backward and for Davin to scamper back across the mat to the other side of the ring.
Davin grabs his knee, screaming in pain, while Moose climbs back in the ring. He literally cackles as he stomps away on Davin's knee. Moose grabs the bad leg by the ankle and looks like he's about to snap his leg right above it, but when he leans in to do it, Davin catches him with another kick to the face. This one caught Moose in the nose, and he has no choice but to momentarily back off. A close-up shows Davin just broke it, and Moose starts bleeding accordingly. Davin drags himself to his feet by the ropes. Moose is PISSED and he charges in, but Davin backdrops him over the top rope. Moose is somehow able to hang on and skins the cat, landing on the apron. However, Davin quickly turns around and just hammers Moose with a clothesline across the chest, which sends Moose to the floor. Moose lands awkwardly as he was unable to brace himself. Replays show Moose landed directly on the back of his head. Moose hasn't moved since he fell, and Glaw checks on him to make sure he didn't break his neck in the process. Just as Glaw is about to make the Dreaded X sign to the back, Davin takes advantage of the situation. He rolls out of the ring and limps over to Moose and hooks the far leg, forearm to the face, Glaw is in position....1.....2....thrNO! Moose just does get the shoulder up, and Davin just smirks.
He pulls Moose to a sitting position and just throws haymaker after haymaker to Moose's nose. He stops for a second, wipes the blood from his face and spits it at Moose. Moose looks completely out of it, and his face is just a bloody mess, and his nose is visibly out of joint. Davin takes a couple of steps back and charges – well, limps, gimps and hops – at Moose. He just obliterates him with a boot to the face; definitely a finisher against some lesser opponents. Moose’s head slams hard against the floor, yet again, and Glaw has this look on his face like he just saw a car crash. He's so stunned that he's late getting into position for the count, and Moose is able to kick out easily at 2.
Again, Davin just smirks instead of getting frustrated. He gets to his feet and hobbles over to the guardrail, looking for a chair. He folds it closed, and waits for Moose to stand up, kinda. Davin just BLASTS Moose over the head with an unprotected chair shot. Now it's Davin's turn to get the maniacal look as he hammers away, again...and again...and again. Unofficial count has it at 12 times in all, and now Moose is bleeding from the top of his head as well, as we see the nasty gash caused by the assault. Satisfied, Davin makes another cover....1....2....thNO! Moose is just able to roll the shoulder. Again, we get a Davin smirk as he calmly tosses the chair into the ring and gets to his feet again. He looks around and spots the scalpel Moose used to open the match on the floor. He looks at it, then gets a sick smile on his face as he looks back at Moose. Davin limps over to the scalpel, and makes a beeline for Moose. Except he's not going for Moose's face. He straight tries to stab Moose in the heart, but Moose rolls on his side in the nick of time, and ends up with a nice gash across his chest. Davin goes to follow up, but Moose is able to grab Davin by the shoulders, going face first into the barrier.
Moose grabs Davin’s head and drops several elbows directly onto Davin’s nose. Ladies and Gentlemen, we've got stereo broken noses. Davin manages to shove him away and instinctively grabs his nose in pain. Instead of pressing his advantage, Moose hops the guardrail and grabs Happy Deth Bat. He climbs back over and waits for Davin to stand up. Davin gimps his way (with help from the guardrail) to his feet. Moose swings for the fences, but Davin manages to duck. Moose's momentum takes him around 180 degrees, and Davin takes advantage, locking in a MILLION DOLLAR DREAM! Holy shit, Davin just went old school. Moose struggles to remain conscious, and Glaw is right there asking him if he wants to quit. Moose's response is “Go Fuck Yourself, Glaw”. Moose reaches back, trying to rake Davin’s eyes, but before he can, Davin fluidly transitions the Million Dollar Dream in a Uranage! The back of Moose's head lands right on the concrete for the 3rd time in the match
PA: 30 Minutes have elapsed. 30 Minutes remain
Somehow, Moose is still moving, and struggles to get to a knee, as Davin watches. A quick uppercut palm thrust to the throat, and now Moose is struggling to breathe. Davin uses the distraction to drag Moose over to the guardrail. Davin gingerly climbs to the other side, and pulls Moose until just his feet remain on the other side. He appears to be teasing a Hangman's DDT, but at the last second, Davin spins around and hits a HANGMAN'S REALLY GOOD DIAMOND CUTTER! Ho. Lee. Shit. The spin tweaked Davin's knee, and the leg completely buckles on him. However, Davin still lunges over to Moose and shoves a forearm in his face as he hooks the far leg....1....2...threNO! For the first time in the match, Davin reacts, with just a stunned look on his face. He immediately cuts his eyes to Glaw, and starts to make a move toward him. Glaw quickly backpedals, stumbling over chairs, until Davin sees movement out of the corner of his eye.
As Moose stirs, Davin cuts his conversation with Glaw short and drills Moose with some elbows to the back of the head. He grabs Moose by the hair, and walks him through the chairs and up to the stairs of the European Union Bailout Arena. They get to a plateau on the stairs, and Davin pulls Moose to his feet, spins him around, and absolutely LAUNCHES Moose with a Release German Suplex! In the process, Davin's knee buckles again, and he slips – his head slamming hard onto the concrete. Of course, that's not quite as bad as Moose, who was launched into the concrete, landing yet again on the back of the head. That would be number 4, kids. Both men are down, and for some fucking reason Sterling Glaw starts a double ten count. This is enough to rouse Davin, who says “You fucking moron, it's no DQ.” Davin seems to sense Moose moving again, and launches a punch wildly at Moose. Moose, who didn't appear to be looking, somehow ducks it, grabs Davin and hits a RANHEI ALL THE WAY DOWN THE STAIRS! Jesus H. Christ on a Cracker, I am not sure who got the worst of that. Apparently Glaw got the message, and doesn't do any counting this time. Several seconds pass before Moose gets to his hands and knees, immediately grabbing the back of his head and visibly shaking his head repeatedly; apparently trying to shake out the cobwebs, but I don't think shaking his head is going to help much at this point. He manages to pull it together some, and crawls up the stairs to the next level of seating. Moose slowly gets to his feet, and grabs a chair. He gets a running start and leaps off the stairs, slamming the point of the chair into Davin's ribs! You can actually hear the air rush out of his lungs. Moose covers, 1....2....thrNO!
This time Moose can't believe it, and stares down Glaw. Glaw wants no part of these two, so he steps away from the deformed, bloody mess in front of him. Meanwhile, Davin has yet to move. Moose turns and sees this, and smirks as he grabs Davin by the arms, and drags him up the stairs. Davin's head, of course, bouncing into the concrete as they climb every step. Finally, Moose reaches the 2nd level concourse, and drags him in front of a concession stand. Moose WHIPS Davin into a concrete wall. He pulls Davin to his feet and WHIPS Davin toward the concession stand. He flies right over the counter and into a hot dog grill. That would be stainless steel and concrete, folks. He slumps to the ground, and we see an indentation and a little blood trail. Moose slides over the counter and finds what he was looking for, a small storage refrigerator. He drags Davin over and opens the door, placing his head inside. Anticipating what's about to happen, Glaw screams “Davin! Do you want to quit?!” All we hear next is some weak laughter from Davin. That sounds like an answer to Moose, who SLAMS the door on Davin's head. And again...and again....Moose gets a faraway look in his eye, as he just slams the door over, and over, and over. There is now a monster gash on Davin's head to match his cousin's, as it appears the blood loss is getting to both men. Moose watches Davin slooowwwly roll onto the floor. He covers....1....2....threNO! NO! Glaw's hand was as close to touching the ground without touching the ground as he could possibly be! Davin's shoulder rolled...perhaps by accident or just a luckily-timed body spasm, because Davin isn't moving at all...well...except for the blood rushing from his head.
Moose, who seems to be in slightly better shape here, pulls Davin up, and tosses him over the counter and lands directly on the concrete floor. Moose slides over the counter, and pulls Davin to his feet, which is quite the chore. He whips Davin into a conveniently placed garage door. As Davin momentum off the ricochet carries him forward, Moose catches him with a kick to the gut, lifts him up and DRIVES him into the concrete with a PILEDRIVER! That...that was just brutal violence. Moose crawls over to Davin and covers right away...1....2...thrNO! Moose nearly has a heart attack as he realizes Davin kicked out. Neither of these two can keep the other down! Moose looks around for toys in the area.
PA: 45 minutes have elapsed. There are 15 minutes remaining
Moose is still looking around, until he finds a big-ass chain on top of some boxes. He wraps it around his fist. As Davin struggles to get back to his feet, Moose NAILS him with a CHAIN-ASSISTED FIST TO THE TEMPLE!
DV: I AM NOT A HOMO!
Davin goes down like a ton of bricks and Moose quickly goes to a full cover. Glaw slides into position, one, two……thr…..NO! NO! NO! Davin rolled the shoulder, AGAIN! Moose snarls and yells at Glaw, and Glaw sprints halfway down the hall. Moose then gets a crazed look in his eyes and starts moving at double speed. He pulls Davin up to a sitting position and wraps the chain around his head, trying to squeeze until his head pops. He starts literally screaming “DIE! DIE! WHY DON'T YOU JUST FUCKING DIE?!?” Davin howls in pain and blood literally spurts from the wounds in his head. Yeah, this isn't TV-PG shit right here...even if it were in black and white. Glaw sneaks back toward the action, and asks Davin if he wants to quit. Davin's voice is barely above a whisper, and he spits out “Won't....Ever....Happen....” Moose hears this, and starts dropping elbows on the top of Davin's head, while holding the chain with his other hand.
This is enough for Davin to at least start breathing normally again and focusing his eyes. That is, at least enough to stick his hand into the deep gash on Moose's head. Immediately, Moose starts screaming in pain. He drops the chain and automatically falls on the floor, as Davin has turned around, now using BOTH hands, trying to rip the gash open even more. As if that weren't enough, Davin starts to BITE the open wound. All the while, Moose is absolutely screaming in pain. Glaw asks if Moose wants to quit, and it seems like Moose considers it for a moment, before screaming “NOT TO THIS ASSHOLE!” Davin smashes Moose's face into the concrete on his already broken nose a couple times, and rocks back on his heels considering his next move.
Davin is just pouring blood, now some of it Moose's coming from his mouth, and he struggles just to get to his feet. He looks down at Moose, still recovering from the most recent attack. Davin grinds his boot into the open wound on Moose's head, causing more screams of pain. As Davin is doing this and still clearly trying to just breathe normally, he spots a standpipe. He flips Moose over, and drags him toward it; the back of Moose's head bouncing off the concrete. Davin positions Moose, and grabs his legs with one arm, Moose's arms with the other arm, and pulls back. Hard. My God, he's trying to snap his spine. Like, for real. We actually hear the popping as the fluid releases from parts of the vertebra. Davin decides he's not pulling hard enough, so he releases a guttural scream as he pulls back even harder. Glaw leans in to Moose, but Moose simply responds “Go to hell.” Davin braces his feet against the pipe, and pulls back even more. We hear more popping, but then it stops. Moose is screaming all the while, until we hear a distinctive “crack”. If possible, Moose yells even louder. For the love of God, he might be paralyzed. It's more likely he just cracked a vertebrae, but he COULD be paralyzed, right? Glaw asks again, and this time Moose just shakes his head no.
Seeing this, Davin lets go, and actually falls backward, showing the force he was using there. Davin covers, hooking the far leg, forearm to the face....1....2....thrNO! Davin just starts laughing like a crazy person. Glaw looks scared and backs away slowly.
PA: 50 minutes have elapsed...there are 10 minutes remaining
Davin limps over to the chain, and grabs it. He limps back to Moose, and just starts WHIPPING him with the Big Chain! Legs, Chest, Face, Head, it's completely random, and Davin is cackling away the entire time. He's laughing his ass off. What a sick individual. Welts rise, and cuts pour blood from Moose, who appears to be in a position to do absolutely nothing to defend himself. Davin drags him to the door they came through to get here, and loosely wraps the chain around Moose's neck and hands, through the push bar on the door. He then limps to the opposite side of the hallway, and takes a deep breath before taking off running. Holy shit, he's going to decapitate Moose! Davin hits a SPEAR but at the last second, Moose had a decision to make. Take a spear and go flying backward down the stairs, or be decapitated. Moose just did duck his head out from under the chain around his neck as he eats Davin's Spear. He lands smack on the back of his head, and falls three-quarters of the way down the stairs. Glaw rushes down to Moose, again making sure he didn't break his neck. Davin didn't escape this either, as he hit Moose a bit off center, and ended up flying to the left, right into the steel chairs. Surely, he's not in as bad a shape as Moose, but that couldn't have felt good. That's confirmed when Davin comes up limping even more than he was before.
Davin finally does get to his feet, and on virtually one leg, gets down to Moose, who presumably is still alive. Davin can't pin him here, because of the stairs, he can't get the shoulders down. He appears to ponder the situation for a second, before hoisting Moose on his shoulder. He can't get a running start, but he still manages to LAWN DART Moose the rest of the way down the stairs, and into the chairs that are still standing there. Davin makes his way down, and starts laughing as he sees all the chairs. He slips one folded under Moose's head, and takes another one. Oh no. CON-CHAIR-TO! CON-CHAIR-TO! CON-CHAIR-TO! CON-CHAIR-TO! CON-CHAIR-TO! Davin can barely contain his laughter at this point, as he has clearly snapped. He folds one of the chairs around Moose's knee. He says “Let's see how YOU like it, fucko!” He then just starts smashing away on the chair with another chair, apparently trying to dislocate Moose's kneecap. Moose isn't even yelling anymore, he's just trying to breathe on his own. Davin appears to be going for a cover, but instead starts biting the gash on Moose's head again. He screams “1-0 Motherfucker!” before covering....1....2...threNO! NO! Oh My God NO! Davin's eyes go wide as he wipes the blood away. He gets to his foot, and pulls Moose up, chair still dangling from his knee. RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX into the chairs near the guardrail. Davin limps down there, but as he reaches down to attack, Moose hits a Drop Toe Hold and Davin lands Throat-First into the guardrail. He immediately grabs his throat, and is having a tough time breathing. Moose simply lays there bleeding. Glaw instinctively starts a count, but then remembers earlier in the match, and decides against it.
PA: 55 minutes have elapsed...there are 5 minutes remaining
Unbelievably, it's Moose up first...kinda. He tried to stand, but that wasn't working out so well, so he's crawling over to Davin, whose eyes are wide, still struggling to breathe. Moose covers and puts his forearm on Davin's throat....1.....2...thrNO! How the FUCK did he kick out? Moose uses the guardrail to pull himself up to his feet, and then pulls up Davin, who appears to be turning blue. Moose hits a RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX of his own, and Davin's head smacks into the ring before he flops to the ground. Moose slowly gets over the guardrail, and makes his way over to Davin. If you didn't know better, you'd think Davin was dead. Wait, do we know better? As all good Falls Count Anywhere-type match should, this one looks like it's going to finish in the ring as Moose bundles Davin into the ring. But not without company, as a couple chairs, and then he happens to spot His Precious, Happy Deth Bat, and tosses that in to. Moose climbs in and grabs HDB. He drags Davin, who still hasn't moved on his own, to the corner. He starts whaling away on Davin, much like Davin did with the chain earlier, but this, as you'd imagine, is way, way, way worse. By the time Moose is done, Davin has stopped moving completely; not reacting to the last several blows.
Moose steps back for a second, considering his next move. He decides to pull Davin up, and put his arms over the ropes to makes sure he stays that way. Moose starts laughing to himself, as he puts his hands around Davin's head. He then laughs out loud as he hits a REALLY GOOD DIAMOND CUTTER! He's still laughing as he covers....1.....2....thrNO! Ok, these guys are cyborgs or something.
PA: 59 minutes have elapsed....there is 1 minute remaining
Moose grabs HDB, and limps over to the far side of the ring, opposite Davin. He takes off, with HDB over his head. He starts to swing, until he suddenly stops, and when the camera pulls back, we see why. There's a scalpel sticking out of Moosehead Jack's side. He just has a look of shock on his face, as apparently Davin found the scalpel, which was discarded about an hour ago.
PA: There are 30 seconds remaining
Suddenly, Davin appears to have a surge of energy, as he's able to get to his feet, while using the turnbuckles to lean against. He grabs Moose's arm...waits...waits...HEARTPUNCH~! Moose collapses to the mat.
PA: There are 10 seconds remaining
Davin covers as Glaw gets in position for the count. Paramedics are already heading down the ramp.
PA: There are 5 seconds remaining
Glaw's hand hits the mat.....1.....2....NO!
PA: The 60 minutes have elapsed. There is NO winner?
Selena, who had clearly been watching in the back comes out and asks the referee if she thinks they can continue, then, without waiting for a match, she orders an overtime! Are you SERIOUS? The referee calls for this slaughter to continue.
It takes a minute or two, but both Davin and Moose pull themselves to their feet using the ropes. They stagger to the middle of the ring and start trading punches back and forth, both men teetering after each punch but neither going down. Moose ducks Davin’s punch and kicks him in the gut and DRIVES him to the mat with a DDT! Moose struggles, but manages to roll Davin over and covers, one…..two……thre…..NO! Moose slides to the corner, breathing hard, and trying to wipe the blood from his face. He glares at Davin, and slowly slides out of the ring. Moose rummages under the ring and comes up with a glass bottle and a steel chair. He slips into the ring and pulls Davin up and drops him with ANOTHER DDT. Moose then takes the bottle and puts it under Davin’s face, lays the chair across the back of his head, stands there and looks down at Davin for a second, then DROPS A LEG ACROSS HIS HEAD! The bottle shatters in Davin’s face, Davin screams in pain and grabs his face, somehow, fresh blood flows through his fingers, though where the hell it is coming from is anyone’s guess. Moose picks up the chair and slams it down on Davin’s head, then collapses on top of him. The referee hits the mat and starts a rather fast count, onetwothre….NO! Davin shoots his arm up! Ok really? It was easier to kill Jason.
Moose gets to his feet and grabs the referee and threatens his life, though at this point, the ref could probably put up a pretty good fight. Moose turns back and kicks Davin out of the ring then steps out onto the apron and tries a running elbow drop, but Davin moves out of the way and Moose splatters on the concrete. Davin pulls himself to his feet and grabs a gurney from a nearby paramedic. He runs at Moose, just as Moose gets to his knees, and SLAMS the gurney into Moose’s face. Moose falls backward and appears to be fighting for consciousness. Davin reaches down to pull Moose up, but Moose grabs his tights and yanks Davin, who goes head first into the steel stairs. Doesn’t get his hands up, doesn’t protect himself, just skull meets steel. Davin doesn’t move. Moose smirks a little, then his eyes roll into his head and he loses consciousness as well. The referee immediately steps in and calls the match, Selena kind of protests, but both guys are kind of UNCONSCIOUS! WINNER – Match stopped at 88:11 due to neither competitor being able to continue
The paramedics, already in position, flood ringside. Cameras cut to an area just up the ramp, where 2 full operating theaters have been set up, with surgeons of various disciplines standing by. Neither man is moving at ALL as they are placed on backboards with hard neck braces and they're both given oxygen and IVs and rushed up the ramp to the surgeons. Even Sterling Glaw gets some attention with an IV and some oxygen. Also clearly, neither Moosehead Jack nor Davin Moreland will ever...e...e...e...ever...be the same, agayn. Never mind wrestle. Hope they've got diverse portfolios.
CHAD MADISON & MAI MUYO vs. PSYKLE & CC SCOTT
Psykle and OOWF newcomer CC Scott are announced and make their way to the ring. They step between the ropes and have a little conference in the corner. Psykle steps out of the ring onto the apron, and Scott limbers up a little more waiting for their opponents. Mai Muyo and Chad Madison are announced next, and they come out to the top of the ramp. Mai is her bouncy jubilant self, and Chad seems a little unsure of himself, he is probably not used to teaming with anyone other than Zane. They make it to the ring and climb into the ring. Chad immediately heads for the apron. The referee calls for the bell, and we are underway!
Mai skips around the ring and Scott just watches her. They finally lock up and Scott easily shoves the lighter Muyo off and into the corner. She kips back to her feet and moves right back to the middle of the ring and they lock up again. This time she slides behind Scott and tries to take him down with a waist lock, but Scott reaches between his legs and grabs her leg and drops her to the mat. He turns around and tries and elbow drop, but Mai moves out of the way and Scott gets nothing but mat. Mai gets to her feet and waits for Scott to get back to his feet, then catches him with a drop kick to the jaw. Scott reels but does not go down. Mai runs to the corner, scales the ropes and leaps at Scott and snaps him to the mat with a hurracarana! Mai gets to her feet quickly and tags in Chad, Chad comes into the ring and waits for Scott to get to his feet, and the two of them connect with a double drop kick to Scott’s jaw that sends him into the corner.
Chad charges in at Scott and monkey flips him out of the corner, Scott lands on his feet and heads to the ropes, Chad leap frogs over him, then catches him with a deep arm drag on the rebound. Scott spins to his feet and Chad leaps at him for a cross body block, but Scott catches him and turns it into a power slam, covers, but only gets a one count. Scott pulls Chad to his feet and shoves him into the corner and tags in Psykle.
Psykle comes in and lands several elbows to the side of Chad’s head, but breaks when the referee gets to four. He grabs the Texan and whips him to the ropes and catches him with a knee to the gut, then lifts him in a vertical suplex. Psykle shows his impressive power and keeps Chad in the air for a long time before finally falling backward and slamming Chad to the mat. Psykle rolls through and covers Chad, but Chad kicks out at two. Psykle pulls Chad to his feet and traps him in an abdominal stretch and tries for the submission, but Chad will not give up. Psykle reaches out and tags in Scott.
Scott comes in and catches Chad with a kick to the ribs, dropping him to the mat. Scott pulls Chad up and whips him hard into the corner and follows him with a clothesline, then sets Chad on the top rope and climbs up after him for a superplex. But Chad blocks the first attempt, then catches Scott with several punches to the ribs, then shoves him off the top rope. Scott gets to his feet and charges back into the corner, but Chad leaps off the top rope and lands in the middle of the ring, when Scott turns around, Chad POPS him with a SUPERKICK! Chad covers, but Scott kicks out at two. Chad gets to his feet and tags in Mai.
Mai comes in and waits for Scott to get to his knees, then ASSAULTS him with swift kicks to the arms, chest, back and finally a finishing kick to the head. Scott falls to the mat and rolls out of the ring. Mai runs to the corner, and does the awesome Hakushi rope walk, then leaps on Scott taking him to the floor. Mai gets to her feet, whips the crowd into a frenzy, then rolls Scott into the ring. Mai plays to the crowd and calls for the ENDGAME! When she charges in, Scott ducks, spins Mai around and KILLS her with a clothesline! Scott turns and tags in Psykle, Psykle grabs a dazed Mai and sets her on the top rope and hits the PSYKLE DRIVER! The cover is academic as the much larger Psykle nearly breaks Mai in half. The referee counts, one, two, three. Chad tries to make the save, but he is just a second too late. WINNERS in 9:41 – Psykle and CC Scott
KETSUEKI SEISHIN vs. J-P SPARXX – Steel Cage Match
The cage is constructed and Aisha and Ketsueki Seishin make their way to the ring. The crowd boos them both loudly, Aisha looks around at the crowd and smirks, like she knows something they don’t. Ket remains stoic, and walks to the ring, and steps right into the cage and waits in the corner. “Let it Rock” plays and J-P Sparxx makes his way to the ring. The crowd roars their approval of The Spark. He climbs the side of the cage and poses on the top of the cage while the fans eat it up. Sparxx climbs over the side of the cage and hops off the top rope into the ring and moves to the middle of the ring and yells for Ket to come out and face him. Ket remains in the corner, arms crossed across his chest defiantly. Sparxx is tired of waiting and charges into the corner after him, the referee calls for the bell and we are underway!
Sparxx tries a punch to the head, but Ket was waiting for him, he ducks the punch and catches Sparxx with a kick to the gut, then slams him face first into the turnbuckle. He grabs Sparxx from behind in a full nelson, lifts him in the air until Sparxx’s feet are on the turnbuckle, then releases the hold, drops to one knee, and SLAMS the back of Sparxx’s head on his knee. Sparxx hits the mat and grabs the back of his head, clearly dazed. Ket has no intention of letting up though, he charges in and catches Sparxx with a kick to the side of the head that sends him into the corner on the mat. As Sparxx gets to a sitting position, Ket charges in and boot washes his face, several times. Sparxx writhes in pain on the mat, Ket grabs the back of his head and pulls him up and CRUSHES him with chops and kicks, then whips him across the ring. Sparxx gets to the opposite corner and climbs the turnbuckle, then turns and tries a cross body, but Ket drops to the mat and avoids it. Sparxx, to his credit, manages to tuck and roll through it, getting to his feet across the ring. Ket turns around and Sparxx grabs him by the head and throws him into the cage. As Ket bounces off the cage, Sparxx catches him, hits an atomic drop, then takes him to the mat and turns him into a Boston crab! The referee asks Ket if he wants to quit, and, well there is no mistaking NO! in Japanese.
Ket tries to power out of the hold, but can’t quite get out of it. Sparxx breaks the move, drops a knee into the small of Ket’s back, then turns him over in a bow and arrow, trying again for the submission! Ket gets several two counts while trapped in the hold, but each time Sparxx rolls his shoulder just in time. The referee alternates between asking Ket if he wants to quit, and counting a pin on Sparxx. Finally after several minutes of agony, Sparxx releases the hold and Ket falls to the mat grabbing his back in pain. Sparxx pulls him to his feet and sends him into the corner then charges in, but Ket gets a knee up that catches Sparxx right in the face. Ket grabs him and slams him face first into the cage, then holds him there and rakes his head back and forth across the steel mesh. Ket pulls Sparxx off the steel and lifts him up like he is going to do an atomic drop, but instead he drops him between the ropes and the cage, then connects with a kick to the back of the head that sends Sparxx’s face into the steel. Ket pulls Sparxx up again and tits him back over the top rope and drives and elbow into his throat, then drops several elbows and chops to Sparxx’s face, opening the gash from the cage even further until Sparxx is a bloody mess.
Ket tears at Sparxx’s face, digging his fingers into Sparxx’s cuts drawing even more blood. He pulls Sparxx between the ropes and runs him into the cage. Sparxx bounces off the cage and falls to the mat, Ket bounds off the ropes and drops a knee across the back of his head and rolls him over and covers for a two count. Ket is in complete control now and locks in a nerve hold. The crowd starts chanting for Sparxx and he slowly works his way to his feet and breaks the hold with several elbows to the gut, then runs the ropes, ducks a Ket clothesline, puts on the breaks and POPS Seishin with a superkick to the jaw. Ket hits the mat, and Sparxx heads to the corner and climbs the ropes, but he is a little woozy from loss of blood and takes a little longer than usual. Ket gets to his feet and catches Sparxx in the corner and climbs up and tries to hook Sparxx for a superplex. Sparxx blocks it, leaps into the air and hits a HURRACARANA from the top rope! Sparxx crawls across the ring and covers him, but Ket rolls his shoulder at two.
Sparxx gets to his feet and heads to the corner again, he climbs the corner, then keeps going up the cage. Again, because of blood loss and fatigue, Sparxx may not be quite as fast as he wants to be. Ket slowly gets to his feet and climbs up after them. Before long, both men are at the top of the cage. They fight it out, each trying to knock the other off the cage. Sparxx swings and misses, Ket grabs his head and slams it into the top of the cage. Sparxx reels backward, JUST avoiding falling off the cage to the arena floor. Ket rears back and unleashes a burst of BLACK MIST! But Sparxx ducks it and the mist hits nothing! Sparxx swings and catches Ket with numerous punches to the face, then lands a kick to the side of Ket’s head. Ket teeters on the edge of the cage about to fall into the ring, Sparxx grabs his mask and tries to tear it off of Ket’s head, but Ket catches him with an upper cut to the throat. Ket tries to climb to the very top of the cage, but Sparxx kicks his leg and CROTCHES Ket on top of the cage! Sparxx connects with another kick to the side of the head and this time Ket tumbles off the top of the cage into the middle of the ring! Ket might be DEAD! Sparxx sits on top of the cage for a moment, seemingly fighting for consciousness, then stands up, somehow balances himself, and hits a 630 SPLASH FROM THE TOP OF THE CAGE! Sparxx’s head bounces off the mat, and he looks like he knocks himself out, but his arm remains on an unconscious Ket, the referee hits the mat, and counts a blood soaked one, two, THREE! WINNER in 25:55 – J-P Sparxx
REGICIDE vs. THE NIGHT MARCHERS – Steel Cage Match
The applause for Stank dies down and we are ready for our second cage match of the evening. Regicide, LD Williams and Tytan, are announced are greeted by a chorus of boos from the crowd. They make their way to the ring, pretty much oblivious to the boos. LD and Tytan step into the ring and wait, eagerly, for their opponents. “Machinehead” plays and Kai and Aina come out to the top of the ramp with Noelani. Kai and Aina almost seem like they are in a trance, completely focused on the ring. They run to the ring, led by Noelani. They climb into the ring, and immediately go on the attack, but Tytan and LD are ready for the challenge! The bell rings, and this one is underway!
Aina attacks LD, the two trade punches furiously, Aina gets the upper hand by slamming LD in the face with a head butt, but that only stuns the Canadian momentarily. Across the ring, Kai and Tytan are trading shots, with the bigger Tytan getting the better of the exchange until he ducks a Tytan punch and catches him with a spinning heel kick to the jaw that sends Tytan staggering to the corner. Kai follows him to the corner and slams him face first into the turnbuckle, then tries to run him head first into the cage, but Tytan blocks it with his hands and catches Kai with a hard elbow to the jaw that sends him staggering.
In the corner, Aina charges in, but LD moves out of the way and peppers him with punches and kicks beating him to the mat. LD pulls Aina to his feet and slams him in the face with a head butt of his own, which momentarily stuns the Hawaiian. LD spins him around and grabs him in a waist lock and tries a release German suplex, but Aina flips out of it and lands on his feet. When LD turns around, Aina catches him with a super kick to the jaw that sends him into the corner. Aina charges in and KILLS LD with a clothesline, then grabs him by the head and LAUNCHES him into the cage. LD falls to the mat, and Aina turns his attention to Kai and Tytan.
Tytan has been hammering Kai with clubbing shots to the back of the head, beating him down to the mat. Tytan calls for the TYTAN DRIVER and lifts Kai into the air, but before he can hit the move, Aina charges across the ring and clips Tytan’s leg, sending them both to the mat. Kai is quickly up and the Night Marchers pull Tytan to his feet and run him HARD into the cage. They keep hold of him and LAUNCH him into the cage across the ring, as Tytan bounces off the cage, they take him to the mat with a double chop. Aina pulls Tytan up and sets him up for a neck breaker while Kai climbs to the top rope. Kai leaps and as he hits Tytan, Aina drops to the mat, SNAPPING Tytan’s head to the mat. Aina covers, but LD Williams dives in with a knee to the back of Aina’s head breaking it up at two.
LD gets to his feet and cuts Kai off with a rake to the eyes, then launches him at the cage. LD pulls Aina to his feet and whips him to the corner, but Aina scales the ropes. Before he can execute a move, LD charges in behind him and knocks his leg off the ropes, crotching him on the top turnbuckle. LD climbs up behind Aina and slams his head into the corner of the cage several times, opening a gash on Aina’s head. LD then grabs Aina and hits a BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX off the top rope! He dumps Aina right on the back of his head. Across the ring, Tytan is back on his feet and he has Kai trapped on the bottom rope, and is choking him out. He pulls Kai off the rope and whips him into the corner. Kai hits hard, but manages to get out of the way when Tytan charges in. Tytan stops short of slamming into the turnbuckle, but Kai reaches around Tytan’s head and gouges his eyes, then slams Tytan’s face into the cage and rakes it across the steel. Tytan howls in pain and staggers away, blood dripping from what could be a broken nose. As he turns around, Kai flies at him and DRIVES his knee into Tytan’s face, Tytan hits the mat, blood pouring from what is now surely a broken nose.
LD grabs Kai from behind and drops him with a Randy Orton backbreaker, then stomps his face repeatedly, kicking Kai several times in the nose, drawing copious amounts of blood as well. LD pulls Kai to his feet and sets him up for the CANADIAN DESTROYER, but before he can hit it, Aina staggers to his feet and catches LD with a SUPERKICK to the jaw. The Night Marchers are both bloody and battered, but Aina recovers enough to grab LD and send him to the ropes, catches him on the rebound and DROPS him with a MOLOKAI COCKTAIL! Aina covers and Kai attacks Tytan, the referee hits the mat and counts one, two, thre….NO! LD Williams kicks out! HOW? Aina looks shocked, but he pulls LD to his feet and throws him face first into the cage. LD slams into the steel and staggers toward Aina, Aina charges at LD, but LD was playing possum, he ducks a clothesline and grabs Aina in a waist lock and THROWS him into the cage with RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX! Aina is folded in half and falls to the mat on the back of his head and does not move. Noelani runs around the ring and yells for Aina to get up, but he is glassy eyed and not moving.
Kai hammers on Tytan with several chops to the throat and lifts him for a Samoan drop, but LD attacks him from behind and he drops Tytan to the mat. LD slams Kai face first into the cage. Tytan grabs Kai as he rebounds off the steel and lifts him and sets him on the top rope, facing the cage. Tytan climbs up behind him and holds him in place, driving an elbow into the back of his head several times. While Tytan holds him there, LD Williams climbs to the top rope and grabs Kai. Tytan hops off the ropes and runs across the ring to where Aina is on his hands and knees and slams a knee into his temple. Aina slumps to the mat, Tytan pulls him back up and tries to run him into the corner, but Aina gets a boot up and blocks it, then grabs Tytan by the throat, lifts him up and SLAMS him head first onto the steel ring post! Tytan takes a few staggering steps backward, then collapses to the mat. Across the ring, LD hits a TOP ROPE CANADIAN DESTROYER on Kai! OH MY GOD! KAI IS DEAD! LD covers Kai, Aina stumbles through the ropes and falls on Tytan, the referee counts one, two, THREE! LD gets to his feet and celebrates, and Aina struggles to his and celebrates as well, what the hell?
The announcer comes to the cage door and he and the referee talk it over. They replay the ending on the OOTron and we see LD covered Kai a second before Aina covered Tytan! LD got the three count a fraction of a second before Aina! WINNERS in 28:11 – Regicide
The crowd boos this loudly and Aina protests, perhaps too much. LD Williams blindsides him and sends him to the mat. Williams puts the boots to Aina, but security storms the ring and breaks the two of them up. LD Williams wipes blood from his face and sprays it at Aina, which makes Aina nuts. He breaks through security and attacks LD again. The two of them tear at one another with such ferocity that we finally have SWAT officers in the ring. They subdue LD and Aina and handcuff them both and lead them out of the ring while medics attend to Tytan and Kai.
DRINK &DESTROY vs. THE BRASS KNUCKLE KINGS – OOWF Campeonas de Trios Title Match – Onslaught rules
“Brass Knuckle Kings” plays and Chris Evans, Bryce Larson and Eric O’Mac make their way to the ring. The Athens crowd lets them know their opinion of them, and it is not a positive one. The three men make their way to the ring, and without a word spoken between the three of them, Bryce and Evans head to the corner while Eric remains in the ring. “Alcohaulin Ass” plays and the crowd nearly goes insane. DH Magnusson, Outback Jack and Danny Taylor make their way to the ring through the fans, which takes them forever. The Athenian crowd showers the trio with cheers. The three men finally make it to the ring and are about to climb the turnbuckles, but they stop and all turn toward the top of the ramp and do the nWo point. After a second, “Dashing” Victor Dinero comes out, and the roof nearly comes off the arena. Dinero waves to the crowd and looks genuinely touched by the response. He makes his way to the ring and steps into the ring and gets a hug from the members of Drink & Destroy. DVD steps back out of the ring, and Danny Taylor remains in the ring while DH and Jack head to the corner. The referee is about to call for the bell when Danny stops the ref, points to his head, points to BKK, then pats himself down. The referee nods, and goes to the corner and checks all three members of BKK. Eric stares daggers at Taylor, but they all manage to come out clean. The referee finally calls for the bell and we are ready to go!
Danny and Eric move to the middle of the ring and Taylor extends his hand for a handshake, Eric looks like he is about to shake, then tries a kick to Taylor’s gut, but Danny catches his foot and spins him around, lifts him in the air and sends Eric to wobbly leg land with an atomic drop. Eric turns back around and Taylor grabs a side head lock and takes Eric to the mat and grinds in the head lock good and tight. The referee asks Eric if he wants to break, but Eric refuses. Eric works to his feet and shoves Taylor to the ropes, Taylor goes low on the rebound and Eric easily leap frogs over him, then on the second rebound, Eric tries a hip toss, but Danny blocks it once, then twice, then the third time he grabs Eric’s other arm and traps it, and slams him in the face with a head butt, staggering him a bit, then grabs his arm and takes him to the mat with a deep arm drag. Taylor locks in an arm bar and reaches out and tags in Outback Jack.
Jack comes through the ropes and Taylor stretches out Eric’s arm on the mat, Jack drops a knee across it and pulls Eric to a sitting position and traps him in a top wrist lock. Eric works to his feet and backs Jack in the corner, the referee calls for a clean break, and somewhat surprisingly, he gets it. Eric backs to the middle of the ring shaking his arm, Jack eyes him warily. He moves to the middle of the ring as well and the two of them lock up. This time Eric gets the arm wringer, but he runs to the ropes, leaps up and springs off the middle rope and takes Jack to the mat with a HURRACARANA! Jack gets to his feet, but Eric sweeps his legs sending him right back to the mat. Eric tries a leg drop, but Jack sits up out of the way. Eric gets to his feet and tries a spinning heel kick, but Jack ducks that and runs to the ropes. On the rebound, Jack tries a clothesline, but Eric ducks it, Jack puts on the brakes, but Eric lands a Pele kick to the top of the head that sends him to the mat. Eric pulls Jack up and whips him into the BKK corner and tags in Chris Evans.
Evans lights Jack up with several chops, then whips him to the pushes him to a neutral corner and whips him across the ring, charges after him and catches Jack with a high knee to the jaw, then bulldogs him out of the corner, rolls him over and gets a two count. Evans gets up quickly and climbs to the top rope and waits for Jack to get to his feet, and catches him on the jaw with a missile drop kick. Evans covers again, but Jack kicks out at two. Evans tags Larson in, and they pull Jack to his feet and hit a double arm wringer, then turn that into a TOTAL ELIMINATION! (ripping off the Call of the Wild will NOT make Jack happy) Larson covers, but Jack rolls his shoulder at the last minute.
Larson pulls Jack up and sends him to the ropes, but he lowers his head a moment too soon and Jack catches him with a kick to the jaw that stands him up, then hits a bolo clothesline that takes him right back to the mat. Jack pulls Larson to his feet, sets him up and DRIVES him to the mat with a POWERBOMB! Jack folds Larson up for the pin attempt, but Larson shows his moxie and kicks out at two. Jack tags in Magnusson and DH waits for Larson to get to his feet. When he does, he charges in for a big boot, but Larson ducks it and DH gets caught up on the top rope. Larson runs to the corner, springs to the top rope and hits a flying clothesline just as DH gets off the ropes. Larson covers, but DH kicks out at two.
Larson tags Evans back into the match and Larson connects with a flying knee while Evans climbs to the top rope. Evans lands a moonsault, then gets up and tags in Eric. Eric climbs to the top rope and lands a MAC ATTACK on Magnusson, he hooks DH’s leg, but can only get a two count. Eric pulls DH to his feet and whips him into the corner. Eric charges in but DH gets a big boot up and catches Eric on the jaw. Eric staggers around the ring holding his jaw, DH grabs him and plants him with a side slam and covers, but Eric kicks out at two. DH gets up and lifts Eric for a suplex, but Eric catches him with a knee to the forehead and slips free landing on his feet behind DH, then DRIVING him to the mat with a LUNGBLOWER! Eric reaches out and tags in Larson, Bryce waits for a stunned DH to get up, hits the corner ropes and tries a springing back elbow, but DH catches him and turns it into DREAMSTREET! Eric and Evans come into the ring to break it up and the referee warns both of them BKK have used their first two referee warnings As they argue with the referee, Matt Folz runs to ringside and slips Larson a pair of brass knuckles. Taylor hops off the apron and chases him off, DH pulls Larson to his feet and Larson swings, but DH ducks it, grabs Larson’s arm and KILLS him with the JERSEY HAMMER! Taylor grabs Eric and pulls him off the apron and they brawl, while Jack does the same with Evans. The referee can’t do anything about that, he turns, sees DH covering Larson and counts, one, two, THREE! WINNERS in 16:41 and STILL OOWF Campeonas de Trios Champions – Drink & Destroy
STANK vs. EL LOBO SANGRIENTO – OOWF Onslaught Championship Match
“The Joker and the Thief” plays and El Lobo Sangriento makes his way to the ring. The fans give him a loud round of applause as he steps between the ropes. “Skin” plays and the OOWF Onslaught Champion, and most recent Grand Slam winner, Stank comes out. He gets a mixed reaction from the crowd, though some seem to appreciate his accomplishments in the OOWF. Stank steps into the ring and goes face to face with Lobo, the two men tower over the referee. Stank hands off the Onslaught Championship and extends his hand. Lobo shakes it and the two men move to neutral corners and wait for the bell. The referee holds up the title, then calls for the bell, and this one is underway!
Lobo and Stank move to the middle of the ring and lock up. Lobo slips behind Stank and takes him to the mat, grabs his leg and flips him back over and drops several knees to his hamstring. Lobo stretches out Stank’s leg and drops several knees across Stank’s knee. Good move. Stank has a history of knee problems, and Lobo is wise to take advantage of that. Lobo traps Stank in an Indian death lock and tries for the submission, but Stank refuses to give up. Lobo keeps reapplying the move, and finally turns it into a figure four leg lock. Stank snarls in pain and finally moves to the ropes and grabs the bottom rope forcing the break. Stank has used his first rope break
Stank slides out of the ring to the floor and takes some ginger steps on his leg, the knee buckles a little, but he manages to keep upright. Inside the ring, Lobo backs off, but knows Stank is going to use every second of his 20 count, and Lobo only has 20 minutes to get the pin or submission. Stank slowly climbs back on the apron and steps into the ring at 19. Lobo moves to lock up again, but this time Stank catches him with a forearm to the side of the head that rocks the big man. Stank sends Lobo to the ropes and elevates him on the rebound with a back body drop. With Lobo on the mat, Stank measures him and hits a falling head butt, then covers for a two count. Lobo is quick to his feet, Stank, not as much, and Lobo catches him with a kick to the knee. Stank snarls in pain, but Lobo is focused on the knee, maybe a little too much, since he never sees the clubbing clothesline coming until it catches him across the chest and sends him staggering back into the corner.
Stank charges (somewhat) in and nails Lobo with a clothesline. As Lobo staggers out of the corner, Stank clips his knee, sending him to the mat in pain. Stank drives several knees into the small of Lobo’s back, then plants traps Lobo in a chin lock! Now, I know you purists are screaming “A REST HOLD!?!?!” WHAT THE FUCK!” but think it through, Lobo has to beat Stank, Stank doesn’t have to beat Lobo. He can keep him trapped in this hold for the whole match and run no risk at all of losing his title. Now, how bad is that rest hold?
Anyway, back to the match. Lobo fights to the ropes, and manages to grab the bottom rope and force the break. El Lobo Sangriento uses his first rope break. Stank pulls Lobo to his feet and catches him with a knee to the gut, then hooks him for a suplex and takes the big man to the mat, what an impressive show of strength! Stank floats over and covers, but Lobo kicks out at two. Stank is relentless, he pulls Lobo up again, goozles the big man and takes him to the mat with a CHOKESLAM! As he hits the mat, Stank traps Lobo in the ANACONDA VICE! Can he get Lobo to tap? The referee is right there checking, but Lobo refuses to give up. He works his way to the bottom rope and just manages to get his bottom foot on the rope. El Lobo Sangriento has used his second rope break
The time keeper announces that ten minutes are gone and five remain. Stank grabs Lobo as they get to their feet and takes him to the mat with a side head lock. Once again, Stank puts all his weight on Lobo and forces him to exert a ton of energy to get to his feet. Lobo does manage to get to a vertical base and sends Stank to the ropes, and takes him down with a shoulder block. Lobo tries to drop an elbow, but Stank moves out of the way, then immediately grabs another side head lock and grinds Lobo to the mat, which draws a chorus of boos from the crowd. Lobo manages to roll Stank onto his shoulders for a two count. Stank rolls back just in time, but Lobo does it again and gets another two count. This time, Stank releases the hold, and turns on Lobo and pins him to the mat by the throat and looks like he is about to drop the hammer on Lobo’s skull when Lobo grabs Stank’s arm, pulls him in and traps him in the GOGOPLATA! Stank howls in pain, and frantically tries to reach the ropes! He puts his weight on Lobo and gets several two counts, but Lobo rolls his shoulder each time just before the three and keeps the move locked in! In the back ground we hear that there is two minutes remaining!
Stank gets to his feet, and in an AMAZING show of strength, he lifts Lobo off the ground, not much, but YOU try lifting 320 pounds like that, and SLAMS Lobo into the mat. Lobo does not release the hold, but seems to tighten it more. Stank reaches for the ropes, but he can’t make it. Stank struggles, but he slumps to his knees and a few seconds later, he goes limp! The referee checks, then waves off the match JUST as the bell rings! We have a NEW champion! WINNER in 14:58 and NEW OOWF Onslaught Champion – El Lobo Sangriento
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Post by BookerShark on Jun 30, 2011 0:21:46 GMT -5
ZANE MYERS vs. JW WESTGAARD vs. STAN FULTON – OOWF Intercontinental Title Match“The Life” plays and JWW Westgaard comes out to the top of the ramp and gets a rousing ovation from the crowd. He holds his ever present hockey stick high in the air and the cheers get even louder. Westgaard slaps hands and makes his way to the ring and is ready to go. “Crusher” plays and Stan Fulton comes out, and all those cheers immediately turn to boos. Fulton stands there for a moment and looks all around the arena, then takes his axe handle and points it at Westgaard. JWW makes the “bring it” motion and Stan heads to the ring. As Stan is about to get into the ring “God Blessed Texas” plays and the OOWF Intercontinental Champion Zane Myers makes his way to the ring. The champ steps into the ring, hands the title to the referee and we are ready to go. Before Stan gets into the ring, JWW slips behind Zane and gets a quick roll up for a one count. Zane easily kicks out and spins to his feet and ducks a swing by Westgaard and catches him, goozles him, lifts him and drops him across his knee back first. Zane gets to his feet and turns just in time to block a Fulton punch to the head and respond with one of his own. Zane nails Fulton several times, staggering the big man. He pulls Westgaard to his feet and sends him into the corner, then grabs Fulton and whips him into the corner after Westgaard. Stan CRUSHES Westgaard and as he turns and staggers to the middle of the ring, Zane scoops him up and SLAMS him to the mat! Zane turns, and Westgaard charges out of the corner and Zane catches him with a power slam, hooks his leg hard and covers, but Stan has recovered enough to drops an elbow across the back of Zane’s head and break up the pin at two. Fulton grabs Zane and hammerlocks his arm and shoots him into the corner between the turnbuckles. Zane SLAMS into the steel shoulder first and collapses to the mat in pain. Fulton turns his attention back to Westgaard, who is on his hands and knees Stan casually walks over and stomps on Westgaard’s fingers, drawing boos from the crowd and cries of pain from JWW. Stan pulls JWW to his feet and sends him to the ropes, but lowers his head a moment too soon and JWW catches him with a kick to the jaw. Fulton staggers around the ring a bit, and JWW catches him with a SPEAR! The big man goes down and JWW covers him, but Stan powers out at two. Zane is back on his feet, but he is grabbing his shoulder in pain. Westgaard grabs Fulton and tries to suplex him, but he can’t get the big man off his feet. Zane comes to help and the two of them take Stan over in a big suplex. JWW floats over and covers, but Zane pulls him off at two, and he covers Stan himself. JWW takes exception to this and pulls Zane off of Stan. The two of them get to their feet and discuss their ideological differences on the origins of the species. While they are doing that, Fulton gets to his feet, but Westgaard takes care of that problem by charging at Stan and taking him over the top rope to the floor with a big clothesline. Westgaard turns back to Myers and they continue their discussion, which inevitably leads to punches being thrown. Why does it always have to end that way? Zane sends JWW to the ropes and catches him on the rebound with a release overhead suplex. JWW crashes to the mat, but just shakes his head and gets to his feet with a grin on his face. Zane catches him with a kick to the gut and lifts him for an inverted atomic drop, but as he drops JWW, Westgaard brings an elbow down right on the bridge of his nose. Zane staggers around, stunned a bit, and Westgaard whips him to the ropes, where Stan low bridges him, sending the champion over the top rope to the floor, where he lands hard on his shoulder. Stan climbs into the ring and JWW immediately attacks. They grab one another and have a good old fashioned hockey throw down. Stan gets the better of it and has JWW on wobbly legs, then drops him to the mat with a head butt between the eyes. Stan bounds off the ropes and drops a leg across Westgaard’s chest. He covers, but JWW gets out at two. Stan pulls him to his feet and whips him into the corner and tries a splash, but Westgaard moves out of the way and Stan slams into the ring. As he staggers backward, Westgaard grabs him from behind and drops him with a hangman’s neck breaker. JWW covers, but Stan kicks out at two. JWW heads to the corner and climbs to the top rope, a very odd move for him. He gets to the top and steadies himself and hits a WARRIORS WAY DOUBLE STOMP to Stan’s chest! Westgaard covers, we are going to have a new champ, one, two, thre…..NO! Zane makes it back into the ring to break it up. Zane goes on the attack, basically with one arm. He connects with several shots to the side of Westgaard’s head sending him to the corner. As Stan is getting to his feet, he throws him between the ropes to the floor. Zane heads back to the corner where Westgaard is trying to shake the cobwebs lose. He sets JWW on the top rope and climbs up for a superplex, but from the outside Stan grabs his leg and knocks it off the ropes, and Zane falls somewhat awkwardly into the ring, landing hard on his neck and injured shoulder. Westgaard gets to his feet and looks like he is going to drive a Macho Man elbow to Zane’s chest, but Stan climbs onto the apron and shoves Westgaard off the top rope! Westgaard sails through the air and SLAMS into the guard rail throat first. Stan steps into the ring, sees Zane lying on the mat trying to get up, charges and hits the DROP LINE! Zane never saw it coming. Stan covers Myers, hooks the leg hard and gets the one, two, three! WINNER in 14:55and NEW OOWF Intercontinental Champion – Stan Fulton ALEXANDER DARLING vs. MATT FOLZ – OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match “Battle Without Honor or Humanity” plays and Matt Folz makes his way to the ring. The crowd boos him wildly, he just smirks and rubs his hands together eager to get them on Alex. Folz climbs onto the apron and wipes his feet, then steps between the ropes ready to go. “I Stand Alone” plays and the OOWF World Heavyweight Champion Alexander Darling comes out to the top of the ramp – alone – and soaks in the fans cheers for a moment. He never takes his eyes off of Folz and makes his way to the ring almost as if in a trance. Alex steps into the ring and hands the title to the referee, the referee holds it in the air, then calls for the bell and we are ready to go! Folz and Darling move to the middle of the ring. They go nose to nose and after several tense moments, we hear Folz say “how are things…….Daddy.” Alex’s jaw drops open, his eyes go wide, and then he explodes with rage. He hammers Folz with punches to the side of the head, backing him against the ropes. Darling tries a whip to the ropes, but Folz reverses it. Darling rebounds and it looks like Folz sets up for a hip toss, but Darling changes those plans with a straight kick to the chest that sends Folz to the mat, then out of the ring to the floor. Darling leaves the ring and goes after Folz, pulling him to his feet and slamming him face first into the Finnish Announce Table, then whipping him hard into the steel stairs. Darling is beside himself with rage, and while he has Folz on the floor trapped against the stairs, he charges in and catches him with a knee to the side of the head. Folz slumps to the mat and Darling hefts him up and shoves him back into the ring, then covers, but Folz kicks out at two. Darling pulls Folz up and lifts him, and DRIVES him to the mat with an ALABAMA SLAM! Darling keeps hold of Folz’s legs and turns him over into the MONEY CLIP! The referee asks Folz if he wants to quit, but Folz just laughs and says hell no. Darling leans back and threatens to break Folz’ leg, but Folz will not give in. Instead, Folz starts to work Darling’s leg back and breaks his center of gravity and Darling falls to the mat. Alexander is up to his feet quickly and as Folz backs into the corner on the mat, Darling charges in and tries a boot wash across his face, but Folz knocks Darling’s foot aside and NAILS him with a straight punch to the groin! Darling doubles over in pain and falls to the mat. Folz gets to his feet and goes to work on Darling, landing several stomps to his head, then dragging him to the middle rope and choking him, making sure to break at four each time to avoid the disqualification. Folz finally sling shots Darling off the middle rope, sending him sprawling back into the middle of the ring. Folz pulls Alex to his feet, scoops him up and drops him across his knee, holding him in a pendulum backbreaker trying to get a submission, but Darling will not quit. Finally Folz throws Darling to the mat, then waits for him to get to his hands and knees and BLASTS him in the face with a kick. Darling flips over onto his back, staring at the lights, Folz bounds off the ropes and does a beautifully executed knee drop across Darling’s head, covers and gets another two count. Folz pulls Alex to his feet and lifts him from behind trying for an Olympic slam, but Darling slips off his shoulders, spins Folz around, kicks him low and PLANTS him on the mat with a DDT! Alex doesn’t even try for a pin, instead he climbs the ropes and tries a PHOENIX SPLASH, but Folz gets his knees up and catches Darling right on the back. Darling howls in pain and slowly gets to his feet, holding the small of his back, Folz grabs him from behind and hits a LUNG BLOWER! He covers Alex, but Darling gets his foot on the bottom rope and breaks the count at two. Folz pulls Alex up and whips him into the corner hard. Darling slams into the turnbuckle and staggers forward. Folz tries a clothesline, but Alex ducks it and Folz slams chest first into the corner. Darling grabs Folz and takes him to the mat in a CRUCIFIX and gets a two count. Alex hooks Folz as he gets up and hits a snap suplex, but Darling comes up holding his back and wincing in pain. He covers Folz, but Folz is easily able to kick out at two. Alex grabs Folz’s leg and works on that for a few minutes, landing several kicks to the inside of Folz’s knee and dropping numerous knees on his hamstring. Folz looks to be in a world of trouble, but when Alex steps in to apply the figure four leg lock, Folz grabs he foot and spins, taking Alex to the mat and trapping him in an ANKLE LOCK! Alex looks stunned that Folz was able to turn the tables so fast. Folz stands up to apply more pressure, but before he can grapevine the leg and fall back to the mat, Darling makes it to the bottom rope, forcing the break. Alex takes the opportunity to slip out of the ring and regain his composure. Folz see’s this and makes another comment about a baby. Darling seethes with rage outside the ring, but refuses to get suckered into the game. He stalks around ringside for a moment, then climbs back into the ring. As Darling is coming between the ropes, Folz tries to catch him with a knee lift, but Darling moves out of the way and sweeps Folz’s leg, sending him to the mat. Darling springs over the top rope and drops a senton splash onto Folz. Darling is on his feet first, as Folz gets up Darling kicks him low, sets him up and DRIVES him to the mat with a PILEDRIVER! Darling covers, hooking the leg hard, this is it, one, two, thre….NO! Folz kicks out! Darling whips Folz into the corner chest first again, Folz slams into the corner and Alex charges in right behind him and catches him with a high knee to the back of the head. He keeps Folz in the corner and climbs to the top rope. He pulls Folz up onto the second rope, Darling is on one side of the ropes. He grabs Folz in a front face lock and drops off the ropes, driving Folz’s head down onto the top turnbuckle….TURNBUCKLE DDT! Folz’s head snaps back and he falls to the middle of the ring. Folz looks to be out cold. Darling climbs to the top rope and gets ready for a PHOENIX SPLASH but Folz was playing possum, he gets to his feet and charges into the corner and catches Darling and DRIVES him to the mat with a TOP ROPE OLYMPIC SLAM! Folz covers Darling, but Alex kicks out again at two. Folz gets to his feet and waits for Darling to get up, he grabs him and looks like he is going to hit a t-bone suplex but Darling fights out of it and slips behind Folz, grabs him in a full nelson, and hits a BRIDGING DRAGON SUPLEX! Folz hits the mat hard, Darling bridges hard and the referee hits the mat and counts, one, two, THREE! Folz kicks out a second too late! WINNER in 25:31 – and STILL OOWF World Heavyweight Champion – Alexander Darling After the match Folz slumps in the corner dejected, then rolls out of the ring and has a few choice words for Alex. Alex lays the title down in the ring and challenges Folz to come back for it at any time and we fade to black. Thanks for coming out and watching LIVE OOWF action! Be sure to check out the OOWF Bloodbath in Paradise 4 PPV, Live! July 31st from Paradise Valley, Arizona. And don’t forget to catch next week’s OOWF Mid-Week Mayhem, June 29th, live from Sicily, Italy
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