Invitational Tag Team Tournament Semi Finals (10/2

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OOWF MidWeek Mayhem/OOWF Invitational Tag Team Tournament Semi-Finals
Live! From Winnemucca, Nevada

OOWF Intercontinental Title Match[/u]
Chris Evans vs. El Lobo Sangriento vs. Psykle

OOWF Onslaught Championship Match - No Time Limit[/u]
Moosehead Jack vs. LD Williams

OOWF Invitational Tag Team Tournament Semi-Finals[/u]
Nothing Happened vs. Drink & Destroy

Non-Title Match[/u]
Eric O'Mac vs. Stan Fulton

Non-Title Match[/u]
Texpress vs. The Flyin Hawaiians

Alexander Darling vs. J-P Sparxx
Firewoman vs. Honcho Williams
Ecosystem vs. Attitude Adjuster

Card subject to Gaston run in

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Alexander Darling approaches his suites and hears the sound of glass smashing inside. He runs in, and just at the last minute ducks as a lamp goes sailing past his head.

AD: What the....FIRE?!?!

FW: What!

AD: I thought someone was ... are you okay? What are you doing?

FW: What was that shit? A double pinfall? THE FUCK?

AD: I know, look, it's my fault, I took the --

FW: It doesn't MATTER whose fault it is, Alex. It's a LOSS. A FUCKING LOSS. To.......DAVIN.

AD: And Alexis....

FW: I had him fucking pinned, and it still isn't going to count. He'll completely no sell it because it ended up not being a win.

She throws a large glass decanter that might have had wine in it.

AD: Weren't you preaching celebration, win or lose, when you were off getting coffee?

FW: That was only if we won, dumbass.

AD: Oh...

Fire and Alex sort of stare at each other for a while, as Fire slowly calms down, although when she talks it's obvious she's still angry. Alex looks around at the mess.

AD: This is, I believe, what Dr. Freedman calls "backsliding."

FW: Very funny. Look, clearly we didn't train together enough. Next time--

AD: I doubt Selena will book us as a tag team again.

FW: She will. And we are going to train together at least twice a week, so that when she does we'll have a good base, and then we can step it up to.....what?

AD: Just...slow down.

FW: What?

AD: Look, I agree. We need more practice, and more time. It's not going to happen over night. It's been a very long time since we worked together like that, so in the meantime--

FW: Right, which is why we need to step it up and really get--

AD: IN THE MEANTIME, getting all obsessed is not going to help anything. We also have to make sure we don't overdo it.

FW: OVERDO IT? How the hell do you overdo training?

AD: Fire.....can we just go to the Destroyitarium and --

FW: No...you go. I'm going to watch tape of tonight's match.

AD: *getting slightly angry* No, you aren't. C'mon. Let's go.

FW: .....

AD: Please? We'll watch tape tomorrow.

FW: .....

AD: .....

FW: Fine. 8 am tomorrow though.

AD: Whenever you want........what?

FW: ....Nothing....

AD: .....

FW: Fine. You're right. I'll buy Alexis a drink to....celebrate.

AD: And Davin?

FW: .....

AD: Fire....

FW: It depends. If it's regular cousin Davin, then ... yes. I will. But if its Douchebag Moreland....then.....

AD: Fair enough. Let's go.

Alex opens the door and holds it open for Fire. She scowls at him, but she does go through the door. Alex shakes his head as he follows her and closes the door.

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*Davin and his Angels are PACKING~! Alexis rolls in packed as well*

SM: So...where are we going again?

DM: Winnemucca.

OGMSJ: Sounds horrible.

DM: Eh, maybe not. I hear F. Fonzworth McCappington lives there these days. We should look him up once we get there.

SFJ420: Like, why man?

DM: Because there would be no other reason to go there?

SFJ420: Oh.

LD: So...

DM: Sew buttons.

LD: Seriously, that was way, way too close tonight.

DM: So?

LD: That doesn't bother you?

DM: A win's a win, and a loss is a loss. 2 weeks from now, no one will care how it happened. It's a tournament. And for the 2nd week in a row, Chad had to watch his awesome new partner lose a match - further solidifying his tremendous decision of dumping his brother for someone who hasn't won a match in forever. Great job, Chad. Good leadership. I'm sure Zane is impressed.

LD: Well, we're still in it. D&D should be fun. Danny's a nightmare matchup for anyone.

DM: That's true. But I pretty much own Outback Jack, Jack of the Hinterlands, Beyond Jack of the Hinterlands, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack jumped over the motherfucking candlestick - or whomever he wants to be this week. We limit Danny's time in the ring, and we'll be just fine. We'll go over it in the car on the way.

LD: Listen, if we win-

DM: -When.

LD: Fine. When we win the tag team championships again...are you gonna, like...

DM: Remember I'm a tag champ?

LD: That.

SM: He'll remember. *She takes Mickie out of her jogging stroller* See?

*She holds Mickie up, and she's wearing a t-shirt which reads "My Daddy is a Tag Team Champion"*

DM: I do see her all the time, you know.

LD: *smiles* Ok.

OGMSJ: OK! Can we fucking GO please? This place sucks.

*fade*

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The scene comes up in the Destroyatorium, and we find Dashing Victor Deniro sitting at a table going over some various papers as Ashley comes over and places a drink in front of him before joining him at the table.

Ashley: Got a lot on your mind?

DVD: Yeah, prepping for D&D to face Nothing Happened this week. I know Davin has a rep for not being in teams for the long haul, but you can’t argue with the man’s success. Plus he seems motivated to show Chad up, so that will only make him more dangerous.

Ashley: Overlooking Alexis?

DVD: Of course not, smaller quicker opponents always seem to give Danny trouble, so underestimating her would be a huge mistake.

Ashley: Then what’s the battle plan?

DVD: We go back to the basics, quick tags, cut off the ring, try to isolate an opponent. Danny and Davin match up pretty well in the power department, but Alexis has the advantage in speed. I’m hoping Jack’s natural brawler instincts will help to keep her grounded.

Ashley: They seem to think that isolating Jack will be one of the keys to a win for them.

DVD: (thinks about it) That could work. Really this match will come down to whomever can implement and execute their strategy the best. I hate to be cliché, but this should be a good one.

Ashley: It’s not the only thing on your mind, is it?

DVD: No, we do have a trios defense coming up at the PPV. We have faced the Hawaiians enough times to know how dangerous they are in the ring.

Ashley: Not to mention they are teaming with a former world champ in Alexander.

DVD: Of course. It would be a disservice to Lobo if we did not give that match 100 percent of our focus.

Ashley: Why do I feel a “but” coming now?

DVD: But, I can’t get this Ecosystem and Moose alliance out of my mind. I know that Ecosystem provided a distraction to LD that helped us this week, but I have no way of knowing if that was his intention or not.

Ashley: He is very unpredictable.

DVD: And that is what makes this alliance he seems to be forming with Moose so scary, you never know what the two of them could do at any moment.

Ashley nods in agreement as the camera pans over to the bar where Dynamite Danny Taylor and Spencer Darling are at.

Spencer: Let me give you some advice Danny, don’t underestimate my sister. She may not be as big a name as some of your other opponents, but she is no slouch in the ring.

Danny nods in agreement, and then reaches under the bar and pulls out a shotglass (the actual glass, not his dog). He places it on the bar, points to himself, and then holds up one finger.

Spencer: That represents you when you first got here?

Danny nods in agreement. He then spreads his arms wide, before pulling a massive beer stein out and placing it on the bar.

Spencer: But you have grown a lot sense then. I’m guessing that means you don’t underestimate anyone anymore.

Danny smiles and nods in agreement. At this point Alexander Darling and Firewoman enter the Destroyatorium, and Danny motions them over to the bar. Danny places a glass of Jameson’s on the table, and Firewoman downs it in one shot. Danny looks sufficiently impressed, and pours another. He then points at Fire, then at himself, then makes the motion of running with his fingers.

Firewoman: You want to go running with me?

Danny nods in agreement.

Spencer: Building your speed and conditioning to face Lexie?

Danny points at Spencer, then taps on his head. Firewoman merely shrugs.

Firewoman: Fine by me, meet me outside the Arena at 5 AM.

Danny smiles and pours a round of drinks as we

FADE

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Cut to Chris Evans and JP Sparxx having coffee at Ric's, when suddenly Evans stops mid conversation and starts glaring at someone.

CE (Sarcastically): Having a nice vacation?

The camera panning to a tanned, relaxed Matt Folz making his first appearance on OOWF TV in months.

MF: Can I talk to you a minute Chris, I owe you an apology.

CE: Damn right you do. I was starting this New Guard assuming that someone I thought was my friend had my fucking back. And then you disapear right after the Pay Per View without a word?

MF (Sighing): You're right, I should have told you what was going through my head at the time. I'm asking you for 10 minutes so I can explain.

JPS: Listen here Matty Lice, I don't want no sucka who took his ball and went home to come back and start messin with my partna, knowwhatI'msaying?

MF: Very rarely, no. Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to talk to Chris.

Sparxx stands and gets right in Folz's face.

JPS: You gotta problem with me?

MF: If I had a problem with you, you'd be unconcious right now while the greatest wrestler of all time was sweeping your teeth off his floor. Don't get in my face again, do you understand what I'M saying?

CE: Both of you sit down. Matt, go ahead and say what you came here to say.

MF (Sitting, glaring daggers through JP before turning his attention back to Evans): Thank you. I was watching a ton of OOWF 24/7 On Demand before I left, at first just to go through my matches, take notes on what was working, what to improve, etc. About 2 weeks before Judgement Eve though, I realized something.

CE: What?

MF: That I was using at best 50 percent of my talent. I went back MONTHS into the archives and still couldn't find the last match I won completely clean. I had resorted to using brass knuckles the second I was in any trouble and was winning that way. And even when I went into Judgement Eve and wrestled completely clean, Mai Muyo, someone who's not even remotely in my league, had me beat in the center of the ring. I only won that match because of Eco's interference.

That was the last straw. I went right into Selena's office after that match and told her that I wasn't doing myself or the OOWF any good by staying here in my current mindset, I asked her for an indefinite leave to get my head right, and thankfully she agreed. I mean let's be honest, besides you, who would even notice or care that I was gone?

CE: So why come back now?

MF: A few reasons. I was in Vegas, so I was relatively close by to this weeks show.Another reason? I don't want that DevilSoprano asshole to constantly type "PROMO, PROMO, PROMO, PROMO" all night during World Series chat tonight.

CE: You mean TNA chat?

MF(Chuckling): Yeah, sure I do. But the main reason, besides owing you an explanation, is because I've got my mind back in this now. I just got out of Selena's office, after a month of dark matches to work off my ring rust, I'll be back on OOWF TV, permanently. No mercenary work, no distractions, just kicking ass in the ring like I know I can. And I support what you're doing, I always have. If you're still offering, I'd like to join the New Guard.

CE: I'll think about it and let you know. Anything else?

MF: Yeah. (Turning to JP Sparxx) I don't trust you, and I damn sure don't like you, but I do think you're extremely talented and I do thank you for having my friend's back when no one else in this damn company does. Enjoy the rest of your day gentlemen.

Fade

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Chris Evans and the one, the only, J-P Sparxx continue their lunch as Matt Folz leaves. Jewel comes over from the counter and sits on J-P's lap.

CE: It'll be nice to have Matt back.

J-PS: Puh leez yo.

CE: Three heads are better than one.

J-PS: Even if one of 'em is hollow? KnowwhatI'msayin'?

CE: J-P, Matt is like a brother to me. You understand that, right?

J-PS: Sho. But he ain't no brutha ta me.

CE: Give him a chance, that's all I'm asking. Like Davin did for you.

J-PS: Davin. I ain't worried 'bout Davin. My mind's on da tomato can, Alexander F. Darling. Like I'm startin' all ova again, knowwhatI'msayin'?

CE: I do. Kick his ass.

Jewel: Don't hafta tell ma baby twice.

Jewel kisses J-P a little too dirty for Evans' liking.

CE: Guys, I'm eating.

J-PS: Eat yo damn food an lets me git mine, knowwhatI'm...mph

Jewel kisses J-P again.

Flair: Get it fat boy! Woo

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Alexander Darling and the Flyin' Hawai'ians are sparring in the ring. Darling throws a punch at Aina, who sidesteps, grabs his arm, and drops down to the mat with an armbar. He then hops up.

Aina: You lead with your right a lot, you know that?

AD: Yeah, I'm a little distracted.

Aina: Wife?

AD: Yeah.

Aina: Why I'm not getting married, brah.

Kai: That and you can't keep a wahine.

Aina simply glares and points at Kai.

AD: So any tricks I need to know about Drink & Destroy?

Aina: We got a few to show you.

Kai: Outback Jack is a brawler, so there's that.

Aina: He's more technically able than you think.

AD: Well, we'll look at some tape later.

Kai: The Kai doesn't need tape. The Kai will lace up his boots. He'll shine 'em up real nice, so The Kai can see his beautiful face in them. The The Kai will...

AD: Stick 'em straight up their candy ass...right?

Kai: You stole the Kai's thunder. No one steals The Kai's thunder.

Aina: Can we focus?

Kai: The Kai is always focused.

Aina: The Kai is never focused.

Kai: The Kai will remember that bruddah.

Aina: Alex, let's try some suplexes, you up for it, brah?

AD: Always.

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Firewoman is PACING~! in the Luxury Suites.

LD: What are you doing? You aren't going to break things again.

FW: No...I'm waiting for a phone call.

Alexis eyes her suspiciously.

LD: That's a lot of anxiety over one--

Alexis is interrupted by Fire's phone ringing. And ringing. And ringing.

LD: You aren't going to answer it?

Fire glares at Alexis and finally picks up her phone.

FW: Hello.......yeah, hi, uh.........Rose.

LD: OOooooohhhhh......

Alexis nods and leaves Fire some privacy. The Ninja Cams are not so polite.

FW: No...it's too soon for "mom"...........uh huh.....no, no.....we lost......it's okay, it happens..........he's fine.....uh huh......

The rest of the conversation kind of continues that way, with Fire responding every so often, but Rose on the other end carrying most of the conversation. Alexander comes in from his workout. Fire turns away from him, as he tries to find out who's on the phone.

FW: Yeah.....no, he just got in........I will....okay, fine....*Fire turns to Alex*....Mom, er....ROSE says hi....*Alex rolls his eyes, but waves*.....he says....yes, I did, don't make a big hairy deal about it...........of course.....I'm making travel arrangements for everyone to come up for Thanksgiving......yes, I told Moose about it, but I don't know....what?...Is Alex coming?.....

Alex shakes his head furiously to indicate no, he is not. Fire turns away from him again.

FW: Of course he is....he wouldn't miss it for the world, he's really looking forward to it......

AD: You ARE evil.

FW: Look, Rose, I gotta go....we'll talk .... yes, same time next week........no.....no.....look, don't push it okay?.....okay.........bye.

Firewoman hangs up.

AD: I really don't want to go.

FW: Me neither. We can get drunk together.

AD: Hmmm....what kind of trouble could we get into this time?

FW: Heh...how was training?

AD: Good, I think....

FW: Good...because you have to win.

AD: We'll certainly...

FW: If you win, I'll let you do that thing....

AD: What thing?

FW: You know........

AD: ......

FW: ......

AD: I think I'll go train some more.....

FADE

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-->Williams and Scott are backstage after the Mayhem show and Williams is in a bit of a state of annoyance, with Scott trying to calm him down...

CC - Calm down bro, it's all good. It was still a damn good match...

HW - Any loss is no good, I hate losing. I DESPISE losing.

CC - That little win streak you had spoiled you a bit huh?

HW - I grew so accustomed to winning that I didnt think I could lose. I've been in a bit of a funk lately...

CC - It's not a big deal man, you'll bounce back.

HW - I just wish I could start becoming a more mainstay guy on the card, I'm tired of drowning in the undercard

CC - Well, thats not up to you. Thats up to the bigwigs here. They dont see you as being ready or deservant of an opportunity, and you really aren't.

HW - Come again?

CC - Well, you really havent had any great matches of note. The part of your fault is coming up short in matches like these against OOWF vets, while you beat up on John Q. Random...

HW - I kinda see what you mean, but I don't like it.

CC - Believe me dude, I dont like it either. But you've got to keep at it. Your time will come.

HW - Damn right, one week at a time.

CC - Yep...and you got Firewoman next week...

HW - Definitely ample time to prove myself against a good opponent...

CC - You better believe it, and when you win next week, the executives here will finally give you the respect that you deserve!

-->With this, Williams' tag team partner JW Westgaard walks up behind them and surprises both Williams and Scott. They both rush over to him.

HW - Holy crap dude, I havent seen you since.....since....well, you know.

JW - Actually, I barely remember it. I cant remember anything from that day..

CC - How you been feeling, I know you probably arent close to a return and I would call you stupid if you did.

JW - Well, I noticed that Williams has been in a bit of a rough patch, and I want to support him in any way I can.

HW - Thats good of you bro. I look forward to tagging up again. Those titles are OURS!

JW - Damn straight, you better believe that when I come back, we are going to make a push for the Tag Team Titles and by god, WE ARE GOING TO WIN IT!




FADE

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We're in the second trailer of the high-tech mobile training facility that IQ has set up for Psykle outside the arena, and have come in during what looks like some intense training from Psykle in the ring. IQ is commenting and giving advice from the outside. Psykle takes down his current opponent with the PSYCHO DRIVER and pins him. Psykle walks over to the corner where IQ is to grab some water.

IQ: That's good, that's good. Remember you've got a triple threat match for the IC title this week, but your main focus has to be the PPV and your Onslaught shot at Moose. I mean, sure he's got LD this week in a no time limit match for it, but let's be honest, no one wins titles at Mayhem...

Kayfabe pops up behind IQ to strike, but security quickly tackles her and escorts her from the facility.

IQ: Anyway, let's get back to the training, you need to remember two things. One - In a triple threat match you have got to incapacitate one of your opponents before you can finish off the other. I have some ideas on that one. Two - When it comes time for your match with Moose, he's going to try to run the clock out, he's as much as said that is his game plan. I would go and ask Selena to make it a No Time Limit match, but given her favoring of him and the fact that we are trying to make you a true standard of the Onslaught Division, I think you need to get the win under full rules. Now, let's try some triple threat training. Back in the ring.

Psykle nods his head and steps back to the center of the ring. Two men climb in the ring to face him, and one looks oddly familiar, kind of like he should be driving a limo instead of wrestling in a ring. They begin to circle Psykle and the brawl begins.

As the brawl is going on, we see Firewoman enter the facility and begin to look around. Apparently, her commissioner duties require that she inspect this facility as it is now attached to the power plant for the arena. IQ notices Fire in the mirrors opposite the ring, and while he pretends not to notice her, he gets an evil smile across his face.

In the ring, Psykle has just speared one of the opponents and the other is coming from behind.

IQ: Psykle! NOW!

Psykle spins around quickly and lays a sharp forearm into the second mans gut. He doubles over in pain, and Psykle pulls him back towards the turnbuckle. Psykle picks the wrestler up in a piledriver and begins to climb the turnbuckles holding him. Out of nowhere, Psykle gets hit in the back of the head with a dumbell. Psykle drops the wrestler as Fire begins to pound away at Psykle.

IQ: WHAT THE FUCK?!? SECURITY!!! GET THAT CRAZY BITCH OUT OF HERE!!

Security quickly spills into the room, and starts to climb into the ring. Fire is on top of Psykle yelling at him.

Fire: DON'T YOU KNOW?!? WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!? RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME?!?

IQ: GET HER OFF HIM AND OUT OF HERE! NOW!

Security pulls Fire off of Psykle and begins dragging her out of the facility. IQ goes into the ring and checks on Psykle calling for the medical team. As the medical team checks on Psykle, IQ goes to the head of the security detail.

IQ: What the hell? Where were you guys? How did that bitch even get in here?

HSD: Sorry sir, we were occupied with Kayfabe, and well, she is the commissioner and had ample reason to be in the facili...

IQ: Shut it! I don't pay you for excuses. I pay you for results. Medical team will need some help. Go. Now.

HSD: Me-me-medical, sir?

IQ: Yes. Medical. Unless you'd rather undergo the same treatments as my former limo driver....

HSD: No sir. Medical. Right away sir.

The head of the security detail rushes over to the medical team as they are looking over Psykle to see how he can help. IQ pulls out his cell phone.

IQ: It's me. No, I need a new chief of security. The current one is, a little drained....

Fade to black.

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<Vic Dinero is walking down a random hallway in the Shivwits Arena reading a Wall Street Journal when he notices most of the lights are out. The few that are on start to flicker. When he looks up, Ecosystem is standing before him with a blank look on his face. Vic turns around to run, but Eco grabs him and puts a scalpel to his throat. Pressing it hard, causing just a trickle of blood. Moosehead Jack walks up to Vic carrying HDBII>

MHJ: Why Vic, it looks like you just saw a ghost.

<Vic struggles a little more and Eco presses the blade harder to his throat causing a little more blood. Moose moves close to Vic’s face and speaks>

MHJ: I wouldn’t do that Vic. Do you know how sharp these things are? And…..I presume you know what Eco is capable of doing.

<Vic relaxes some, but still has terror and rage in his eyes>

MHJ: You know Vic, I think you owe Eco an apology here. You have said some awful things about him. Imagine that, talking bad about the founder of the OOWF. The very man who gave you and Danny the opportunity to be here, to earn a living here. You really should be ashamed of yourself Vic.

<Vic opens his mouth to say something, but a little more pressure on the blade stops him>

MHJ: Save your breath Vic. Vic, let me ask you something. Do you believe in an afterlife? What do you think happens when you die? Do you go and sit on clouds all day? Do you just become food for the worms as your corpse rots in the ground? Do you go to Hell and burn in a fiery lake for all eternity? You know what I think, what He has told me?

<Vic just stares>

MHJ: He has told me that we all go to Hell. Every. Single. One. Of us. We all burn because we are nothing BUT sinners. Now, you would think knowing that bit of knowledge would drive a man crazy. Does it bother you Vic? Or…….do you think you will be somehow saved?

<again Vic says nothing>

MHJ: See, a wise man once said there are three gates to hell, lust, anger and greed.

<Moose picks up the Wall Street Journal and glances at it>

MHJ: Well, this takes care of the greed part. And, who can forget how you chased the SFJ’s when you got here. That leaves only anger. Are you angry Vic? Do you have hate in your soul? I can see it in your eyes right now, you hate me. You hate Eco. You have hatred in your heart Vic, and that is something that will consume you. It will break you. So….this is what we are going to do. Eco….let him go.

<without a word Eco lets go of Vic and takes a step back. Moose smirks and hands Vic HDBIII then turns around>

MHJ: Go ahead Vic. Do it. I can see it in your eyes. I know you want to. Take the bat and bury it in my back. DO IT!

<Vic rears back to do it, then hesitates. When he hesitates, Eco grabs him from behind and DROPS him with the ENDGAME on the cement floor! Moose turns around and they give Vic a beating from hell raking his face across HDB drawing copious amounts of blood. Vic is unconscious, but they don’t stop. We cut to the Destroyitarium where Danny is sitting watching events unfold. He gets up so fast the table flips over and he races out of the Destroyitarium and down the hall. Eco and Moose see him coming and beat a hasty retreat. Danny kneels next to Vic and checks on his unconscious friend, then picks him up and heads to medical>

<meanwhile, at the Destroyitarium, Jack comes out of the bathroom to find the place empty. He just shrugs and turn to the dartboard and grabs the darts, when he turns back around, Chris Evans, JP Sparxx and Matt Folz are standing there. Jack tries to attack, but he is quickly overwhelmed. The New Guard smashes a bottle upside his head, leaving him a bloody mess, then pick him up and Folz POWERBOMBS Jack off the bar through a table! Jack is left lying in the rubble gasping for air grabbing his ribs. The New Guard take off. AS Jack is trying to get to his feet, Moose and Eco walk in. Jack glares at them>

OBJ: Here to finish the job, eh mates? Well you will have to kill me…..

MHJ: Not at all Jack. We saw Evans, Sparxx and Folz leaving and figured something was up. Sure enough. Where is Danny anyway?

OBJ: <On his feet now and glaring at Moose and Eco as their attack on Vic plays on OOWFtv> You know goddamn well where they are. You two sick bastards tried to kill Vic

MHJ: Oh that? That was nothing. But you know, it makes me wonder, just where does Danny’s loyalty lie? He knows you are a target for the New Guard, and yet, instead of having you come along to check on Vic, he leaves you here……alone……to fend off the wolves. Not much of a partner there, is he?

OBJ: Piss off Moose, Danny has my back. Always has, always will

MHJ: <laughing> Sure he does. He is going to watch your back…….he will watch it real carefully so he knows exactly where to put the knife. Face it Jack, its only a matter of time. Danny is going to go on his own to make his way. You are the albatross around his neck, holding him back, weighing him down. Danny is a superstar in the waiting, and he is not going to get there with you dragging him down. Whether you like it or not, you are one of us. But you keep believing what you want. Danny doesn’t care, he is not there for you and you are like an injured animal to the New Guards pack of wolves. They know they can pick you off anytime they want. You may not like what we stand for, but you don’t see us getting laid out now do you? Think about it Jack, you are either the predator, or you are the prey.

<Moose laughs and Eco remains stoic. They turn and leave the Destroyitarium while Jack glares at them and picks pieces of glass out of his skull>

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Firewoman is PACING~! in Selena's office.

GMtS: Okay, so explain it to me again.

FW: I know...I know.....I saw him--

GMtS: Psykle....

FW: Yeah...start to do the ... move....

GMtS: Pile driver off the top rope.

FW: Right...just like.........

GMtS: Tytan did to you last November...

FW: That....and.....

GMtS: You snapped.

FW: I...I did.....I don't even remember getting in the ring, much less picking up the weight...just....all of a sudden, IQ's men were on me and...wait...why does IQ have men?

GMtS: You know, that's a VERY good question.....although it's a good thing in this case.

FW: I guess...still...it's kinda weird, don't ya think? Remember when Eco had his own security?

GMtS: Yes..people got shot....Tell you what...I'll tell IQ he can't have them on the property at all. We have our own OOWF security, we don't need mercenaries messing around.

FW: But the trailer is still his.

GMtS: Yeah, can't do anything about it there. Although I'm not happy with the power hook up. I'll give him the choice, lose the security or start paying for his own electricity.

FW: Fine by me...

GMtS: BUT.....you still attacked a wrestler.

FW: I thought it was....I was defending...I thought I was...fuck, I don't even know anymore, Selena. I keep thinking I've got a handle on things, and yet...

Firewoman appears to be in genuine distress.

GMtS: If I didn't know you were already up to your eyeballs in psychiatrists I'd send you to one. I'll need to fine you.

FW: Of course....

GMtS: And...you should probably apologize to Psykle....

FW: Yeah...

GMtS: Not now though...he'd probably kill you.

FW: As bad as I feel, I'd probably let him.

Firewoman gets up and leaves Selena's office. She is not WALKING~! down the hall at all, merely walking. She gets to her suites, and comes in. Alexander is watching OOWF TV but turns it off really quickly.

AD: Hey .... wow, what's wrong?

FW: Later.

Fire walks past him in kind of a haze, goes into their room and closes the door.

[BookerShark]

Cut to Matt Folz and Chris Evans already in the middle of an early morning workout.

MF: This mean I'm officially in the New Guard?

CE: Have I promo'd that you're in the New Guard?

MF: Well, no.

CE: Then I'm still making up my mind. If I do, are you and JP going to be able to get along?

MF: Absolutely, as long as he never speaks.

CE: Do I have to remind you that he's helped me the past two months when a certain someone was on a hiatus?

MF: Fine, fine, I promise you that I will look him straight in the eye, shake his hand and start fresh with him, happy?

CE: For now. Why'd you insist on working out so early?

MF: Pick whatever reason you like: Wisconsin shit the bed on national tv last night and I'm trying to work off the anger, I don't really care about the pregame shows, or I just need to get back in shape.

CE: True on that last one, what've you been doing when you've been gone?

MF: You know that special Pizza Hut runs on Sundays? 40 wings for 20 bucks?

CE: Yeah?

MF: Boneless Honey Barbeque wings to me are what Pizza Rolls from catering are to DH Magnusson.

CE: Ahhhh, got it.

MF: Hey, nothing that a month of dark matches and house shows won't work off.

CE: Oh please, you just want an excuse not to promo for another month.

MF: Really?

CE: What?

MF: You calling someone out on lack of promos is like Roy Williams calling someone out for being a pussy with bad hands who dosen't want to go over the middle.

CE: HA! Great line, but you've noticed I have stepped up my promos lately.

MF: Until this week...

CE: Shut up. You know, you're not that far off on your timing, I need to find a few local jobbers so we can work on our tag moves.

MF: Speaking of jobbers, where is JP anyway?

CE: Matt...

MF: Oh right, fine. I'm inquiring about the whereabouts of the esteemed Mr Sparxx, better?

CE: Don't know, probably making out with his girlfriend somewhere.

MF (Tossing Evans a towel as they finish their workout): You go find the lovebirds then meet me at the airport.

CE: For?

MF: Going to Vegas. Mandalay Sports book, watch the Bears get their ass kicked in London, then the Packers destroy the Vikings, then I'll give you all 500 bucks to take a shot at the tables while I watch game 4 of the Series.

CE (Smiling): Trying to get back on my good side?

MF: Is it working?

CE: Not a bad start.

FADE

[BookerShark]

CUT to the Mandalay Bay Poker Room, out of which steps The Crusher Stan Fulton. He's been watching the recent promos on the OOWF iPhone App. Fulton turns towards what he thinks is the INC, but it's just a wall sconce. The real INC is hidden in a pai gow table just to the right.

"Matt. Welcome back. Keep eating those wings and you're going to be as big as me. Not that you're not close."

"Anyway, I thought you had more scruples than to join with yet another group of losers. When are you going to be your own man, Matt? When are you going to go back to that ass-kicking wrestler who did things because he wanted to do them? Are you just going to hang off the coattails of people like Eric O'Mac and Chris Evans?

"I applaud you coming back. I know from working with you that you're extremely talented in that ring. I also know that you have it in you to be great in this company if you put your mind to it. And I also know that you've accomplished absolutely nothing since you started being the stooge for others.

"I've been here at Mandalay Bay for a couple weeks and I see that you're going to show up today. Now I've already put some money down on the Vikings to cover the spread and Big Kev and I have a huge suite upstairs. We're going to watch the games, eat some 'za and some good wings, unlike that crap they serve at Pizza Hut, and have a few groupies feed us the food. I'm going to be the bigger man, physically and metaphorically, and invite you to join us. Only if you promise to keep the drooling over Aaron Rodgers to a minimum.

"We should talk. Kev and I have a few ideas about the tag team division you should hear. And let's be honest. You've seen over the past couple months what the New Guard is. Two guys who are flash in the pans. There's no longevity there, Matt. Evans might hold my Intercontinental title, but he's certainly not making a name for himself with it. When I held it, everyone knew who was Champion. I doubt you could get half of the current roster to know who was Intercontinental Champion.

"I'll save some wings for you."

Fulton turns away from the wall sconce, getting more than a few weird looks from those around the blackjack tables and heads back into the Poker Room as we FADE.

[BookerShark]

*Darling Locker Room*


Alexander: *on the phone* Hey Spencer.
How's he doing?
Good, tell Danny we'll be be by to visit later.
Yes, we.
I just got off the phone with Syd and she told me to tell her.
I'm not sure it's the best idea, but she was right it's what I need to do.
No, we're alone. I sent Lucky to take care of some meaningless paperwork.
She will be upset but I was...actually she just walked in. We'll see you soon.
Love you too sis.

Fire: Which one?

Alexander: Spencer.

Alexander gets up and walks over to Fire who's standing near the bar pouring some OJ. Alex takes the glass out of her hand and grabs her hand with his other and walks them over to the couch.

Fire: You're scaring me. Everything ok?

Alexander: Sit please.

Fire: Alex, what is it?

Alexander: I want you to know that I thought I was protecting you and I was hoping it wasn't going to turn into a big deal. I should have known better on both accounts. So, I'm letting you know now that I'm sorry and I won't do it again. But I will always try to protect you no matter what.

Alex picks up the remote to the television, turns it on, and hits play. Over the next 10 minutes we watch a recap of all the previous Moosehead Jack & Ecosystem promos concluding with the senseless attack on Victor. As the video plays we see Fire getting more and more emotional. First it seems like shock and disbelief. Then some anger is thrown in as she realizes the attacks on Alex at the Trios Tournament were a well thought out plan. And then Fire, to the shock of Alex, complete breaks down and starts sobbing uncontrollably. Alex looks shocked for a moment before he quickly sits next to her and holds her as she rocks back and forth.

Alexander: I'm sorry. I shouldn't have shown...

Fire: *sniff* No, you were wrong not to *sniff* show this to me when *sniff* it first happened. I'll *sniff* get mad at you *sniff* later for that. But *sniff* thank you for manning *sniff sniff* up and showing to me now. Why *sniff* does *sniff* my brother *sniff* hate me *sniff*.

Alexander: Shhh. He doesn't hate you Lis. He hates himself. He hates life. Deep down, he probably hates that he can't be the person he should be. But he doesn't hate. Moose and I don't agree on almost anything...but there is one thing and that's you. We may have different ideas on what it means to care for you, but we both do.

Fire: *calming down some* If this is his idea of caring about me, I'm not sure I want him to care anymore. I know deep down you wish he wasn't part of my life, but I'd always thought I could make him come around. I mean he's Jackie and I'm Lisa and I thought that was enough. But I don't think it is anymore. *sniff* Maybe it's time I realize the truth once and for all. Blood's blood but maybe that's all it will be between he and I. A real brother, like you, doesn't treat his sister like this. *sniff*

Alexander: Speaking of sisters, I told Spencer we'd be by to visit Victor if you're up for it later. We don't have to, but they're family to Spence which means they're family for me.

Fire: Of course, of course. And I should apologize for my brot...for Moose.

Alexander: You don't have to.

Fire: Yes I do. He's an employee in the company I'm commissioner of and he's attacking defenseless individuals. It's my responsibility to handle it. And it's also my responsibility to punish individuals hiding promos from their significant others. Don't think you're getting off without a punishment Alex. But thank you for being honest about it.

Alexander: Yes dear. Go freshen up and we'll head over to the hospital.

*Fade*

[BookerShark]

<Moose is walking down the hallway of the Shivwits Arena smoking a cigar when he is stopped by SFJ13>

SFJ13: Moose, did you see Alex's promo?

MHJ: Yeah

SFJ13: Fire......your sister.....couldn't even say you were her brother, that has to hurt.

MHJ: You know what hurts? Getting your head slammed into a pile of broken glass. You know what hurts? Getting powerbomed through several tables. You know what hurts? Getting hit in the head with a baseball bat. THAT hurts. Words don't hurt.

SFJ13: But, it is your sister. Maybe your alliance with Eco was going too far....

MHJ: Actually, you know, now that you mention it, part of this does hurt me. It hurts that we have lost a Quinn from the family. Congrats Lis, you are now a Darling. We have the Drunk Bastard, the Cracked Out Whore, and now the turncoat.

SFJ13: So, you are just cutting her off?

MHJ: Look, we all make decisions in life. Like me, or hate me, I know there will be consequences with every decision I make. That is a lesson Fire has never taken the time to learn. She married......HIM and didn't think there would be consequences. She thought, as usual, that everyone would bend to her wishes. Well sis, that ain't how it works. You made your decision, I have made mine. Live with it.

<Moose turns and walks away>

[BookerShark]

CUT to a suite at the Mandalay Bay where Kevin Nash is passed out on a sofa with a young, scantily-clad woman. Stan Fulton is watching the World Series on one TV and the lame pay-per-view on the other.

"Sorry you couldn't join us tonight, Matt. Big Kev's idea for a tag team reunion was pretty sweet. But at least I have this."

Fulton holds up a huge wad of cash. Thousands of dollars it appears.

"Vikings covered the spread. No, they didn't win, but the World Champs won by less than a touchdown. And you saw that the quarterback of the future is wearing purple. Made a lot of money betting against the Packers. So it's a good day. A moral victory to be sure, but it's still a payday.

"Enjoy your time now, Matt, with the New Guard recruiting you and the Packers playing well. But your time is past and by this time next year the Packers winning streak will be a memory. But remember I learned one important thing from working with you, Matt.

"It's all about the paycheck. It's about winning matches and winning titles. And I will defeat the OOWF World Champion this Wednesday on Mayhem and then go on to take his World Title at Doomy Doomy Doom Doom."

Fulton's phone rings and he answers.

"Oh, hi Martha. What? I have to get back to Winnemucca tomorrow? Fine. See you then."

Fulton hangs up.

"I can't believe I work in that shithole."

FADE

[BookerShark]

Folz: You have you decided on whether or not I can join you guys?

Evans: Folz, I already made my decision already. You’re in, no question about it.

F: So if you knew that already, why did you make me wait?

E: You left me high and dry, so I just wanted you to think about it.

F: Oh come on, Chris, don’t give me that.

E: But...in actuality, I knew you’d be back along the line, and there was always a place here for you...partner.

*Evans and Folz fistbump*

F: So you’re really serious about this New Guard of yours, huh?

E: Damn right I’m serious about it. I’m taking the time out of my busy schedule in order to try to get people behind my movement. I mean come on, I’m the future of this business, so I don’t need to do this just for myself. I do this for guys like you and Sparxx, guys that have been fucked over by the system of giving the veterans all of the glory that they can’t seem to give up at the expense of those who are actually gonna be here in the next year or two.

Speaking of which, I gotta cut a promo. Gimme a minute.

*Evans turns towards the ninjacam*

E: This week, I got to step into the ring with one of the key members of the Old Guard, Attitude Adjuster. And it showed me all I needed to see in order to show that the New Guard movement is the right way to go about things. Look at yourself AA, just...really look at yourself. I mean my God, Alan, my God. You’re a pathetic shell of a man. I mean, what are you even doing back here? You sure as hell aren’t back here to prove yourself in the ring, because, well, lets face it, you were never good. You had some great promos, sure, but you could never back it up in the ring, not like myself of course. So just do yourself a favor and leave. Just leave. Nobody wants you here. First Johnny Adrenaline, your best friend, abandons you, and then this past week, your partner, Eric O’ Mac, our “esteemed” World Champion, left you high and dry as Sparxx and I took you apart.

This week, I’m defending against two guys that actually deserve my attention, that being El Lobo Sangriento and Psykle. So if you have a problem with what I’ve said about you, then go ahead and do something about it. Lord knows I could use a warmup, and what better than to put you out of your misery and take you out of commission, permanently.

F: ...

E: ...

F: You finished?

E: Huh? Oh yeah. So what do you wanna do now?

F: Go watch the Cardinals get their asses handed to them by the Rangers?

E: Hey, works for me.

*fade to black*

[BookerShark]

The scene comes up in OOWF Medical. We see Dashing Victor Deniro sitting up in one of the beds bandaged, but conscious. Dynamite Danny Taylor stands nearby a look of concern on his face.

DVD: Don’t worry bro it’s not as bad as it looks.

Danny shoots him a look of disbelief.

DVD: Look I’ve been crucified with barbwire had my nose broke by a chick I was infatuated with, and been shot. Moose and Eco will need to do more than this to break my spirit. I may not be as tough as you and Jack, but I’m too stubborn to know when to quit. Besides, this gets me some sympathy from Spencer and Ashley, and that’s never a bad thing.

Danny chuckles a little at this, as OBJ walks into the room. Danny gets up and heads over to him making the beginnings of an apology. OBJ instantly waives him off.

OBJ: (Belches) That’s Australian for no need to apologize. You made the right move going to Vic’s aid. You could not know that Evans and Sparxx would be pulling that dingo crap that they did. However it now looks like we have some payback that we need to be dishing out.

Danny starts to nod in agreement, when suddenly Victor cuts them off from the bed.

DVD: No, that is exactly what they all want. Evans and Sparxx are scared of what D&D represents. Look at the two of you both old and new, blended together. You being successful disprove everything they keep saying, so you pose a threat. We will get our revenge on them in the ring, where it will hurt them the most.

OBJ: What about Eco and Moose?

Danny nods along with Jack.

DVD: They just want to sow chaos, and if you go after them now, that is exactly what they will succeed in doing. You two have a match against former tag team champs in Nothing Happened this week, not to mention you join with Lobo to defend the trios titles against the Hawaiians and Darling on Sunday. If you go running off half cocked after Eco and Moose, you play right into their hands.

Danny and Jack seem to take this in realizing some truth to Vic’s words.

DVD: Focus on your matches, not on some meaningless fights that will do nothing to help you in the long run. Eco and Moose will get what’s coming to them, but we do it on our terms, not theirs. You two focus on the matches, and I will worry about how to handle the small stuff.

Vic smirks as OBJ and Danny smile at his little joke.

OBJ: Fair enough mate, come on Danny, let’s find Lobo and see if we can’t get some training in while Vic gets some rest. Danny nods in agreement, then goes over and gives Vic a knucklebump of respect before following Jack out of the room as we

FADE

[BookerShark]

**Fade in to L.D. Williams standing with SFJ#47.**

SFJ#47: “L.D., you’ve yet to comment on kz’s loss to Drink and Destroy last week.”

LDW: “What’s to say? We lost the match because I made a stupid mistake. I got distracted and wasn’t where I needed to be.”

SFJ#47: “So you aren’t holding Ecosystem responsible?”

LDW: “Ecosystem had no business being out there. That’ll be dealt with. But the responsibility’s mine. It was my match, and I blew it.”

SF#47: “This week, you face Moosehead Jack with his Onslaught Championship on the line.”

LDW: “Moose wants to prove he can out wrestle me. Obviously we disagree on whether he can, but Moose is far more capable in the ring than most people give him credit for. This is going to be…interesting, to say the least.”

SFJ#47: “Are you worried that Ecosystem might get involved?”

LDW: “In order to accomplish what he wants, Moose needs to beat me clean in the middle of the ring. That should be enough to keep Eco out of it. If it’s not…I’ll tell you this much - this week, I won’t get distracted. If Eco wants to influence the match, he’s going to have to do it directly… at that point, all bets are off.”

SFJ#47: “It looks as though Moosehead Jack is trying to recruit the remaining OOWF originals to combat Chris Evans’ New Guard. Is it safe to assume you’ll join Moose’s cause?”

LDW: “It’s a safe assumption that I will always have Moose’s back. It’s an even safer assumption that I will NEVER be part of anything that involves Ecosystem. I have no issue with Moose, but if he’s going to run with Eco, he’s going to run without me. And after Wednesday night, he may be running without the Onslaught Championship.”

<fade>

[BookerShark]

From a distance the ninja cam can see into the training area, and focuses on the ring, where Firewoman is TRAINING~! And by training we mean totally annhilating the local talent and making them cry. Literally. The ninja cam and SFJ start to walk in, when they are cut off by Firewoman's valet.

L: Sorry...closed training session.

SFJ: What? There's no such thing here.

L: Yes, there is. As of now.

SFJ: But that's...that's not FAIR!

L: Look...

Lucky steps out to the hall and closes the door behind him.

L: My boss has had a hell of a week, and she's really tired of having all of it televised. So here's the ground rules. You can't ask her about going off on Psykle. And you DEFINITELY can't ask her about Moose. You can ask her about her match this week, and that's it. If you agree to that, you can come in. Otherwise, no dice.

SFJ: If I don't get this interview, I'll never get my number!

L: Those are the rules. If you play by them, she MIGHT grant you an interview about that other stuff when she feels like it.

SFJ: Really?

L: Maybe even an exclusive. That'll get you your number, right?

SFJ: Heck yeah it will! Okay, I agree!

Lucky nods and opens the door. As he does, one of the jobbers comes staggering out, blood dripping from his forehead, being supported by another one who has a bruise forming on his jaw.

Job#1: She's....she's not human.....

Job#2: I know...let's go get you patched up.

They go in and Fire is trying to get another person in the ring, but they are all refusing.

FW: Fucking PUSSIES. What, afraid to be beaten up by a girl?

They all nod, because they are, indeed, afraid to be beaten up by a girl.

FW: Fine...get the fuck out of my gym.

They scurry away. Fire grabs an Aquafina and sees Lucky with the ninja cam and the SFJ.

FW: What the hell are you doing? Did I not say-

L: She agreed to the rules.

FW: Fine.

Fire climbs out of the ring.

SFJ: So...um...Fire....any comments on your match this week?

FW: Yes. Honcho Williams is the new guy wanting to make a name for himself. And he should do that. Next week. This week, I need to reclaim my focus and work on getting back into the title picture. It's been way too long since I had a belt and I intend to get one.

SFJ: Which one?

FW: Dunno. Don't care. World is fine, Intercontinental wouldn't suck. Or maybe...

Fire looks straight at the camera.

FW: It's been a while since I had the Onslaught.

Fire smiles somewhat evilly, and then turns to get her towel.

SFJ: So...um...well...gee, I don't know how to ask this, but....well....about Moose.

FW: That's it...out.

SFJ: But...he's got the onslaught! How can I ask you about that if I can't--

FW: Interview over.

Fire starts to leave, and the SFJ waits a minute, getting frustrated until she gets a look of courage touched with stupidity on her face. She balls her little hands into fists and STORMS over, until she passes Firewoman and turns to stop her.

SFJ: Gosh darn it! Now you just wait a minute. I need to get my SFJ number and you're going to answer my questions! You're the commissioner, gosh darn it, and you need to answer to your--

We don't exactly know to whom or what Fire should answer, because at that very moment, the SFJ eats a palm-heel strike to the face, dropping her instantly. Firewoman looks down at her, looks at the ninja cam and smiles

FW: See ya Wednesday night, Honcho. I'm looking forward to it. It'll sparkle with me.

FADE as Fire walks away, Lucky following her.

[BookerShark]

CUT to the office of General Manager Selena al'Takriti where the attaché to The Crusher Stan Fulton, Martha Rodriguez, is having a meeting with said GM.

MR: "I'm telling you Mrs. al'Takriti..."

Sa'T: "Call me Selena."

MR: "Selena, then. If you continue to allow your Commissioner to attack the reporters and camera people, what's to stop her from attacking the NPCs, including me? Including you?"

Sa'T: "She's going through a lot right now."

MR: "Selena. You and I know that's bullshit. Everyone here is going through something or other. Commissioner Quinn-Darling has exceeded her authority, closing off training for only herself which puts her opponents at a disadvantage as their training is wide open. She is making unwarranted attacks on our employees and frankly, if it ever comes to a time where my employer faces her on some Mayhem, I'm not likely to feel safe."

Sa'T: "What do you want me to do?"

MR: "Strip her of her Commissioner title and duties. Find someone else that can do that job."

Sa'T: "Like you, perhaps?"

MR: "Hardly. I have my hands full controlling one wrestler. I have no desire to try to control them all."

Sa'T: "Have a suggestion then?"

Rodriguez nods, slides a piece of paper across Selena's desk. Selena picks it up, reads it and smiles.

Sa'T: "This has possibilities. I'll take this to the Board of Directors. They love me. I'm not convinced but we'll have a nice long talk."

MR: "I'm only looking out for the safety of the employees of the OOWF and of the employees of your independent contractors. Like you."

Sa'T: "Fire wouldn't hurt me. We're getting along awesomely."

MR: "For now. What happens when you have to deny her something. Or deny her husband. You need someone without a conflict of interest."

Sa'T: "We'll think about it. Now, how 'bout some cookies?!"

FADE

[BookerShark]

*Fade in to the OOWF arena in Winemuu…Winneemm…Winnebago, Nevada, where we find El Lobo Sangriento TRAINING~! for his Intercontinental title match against Chris Evans and Psykle at MidWeek Mayhem. Meanwhile, he’s also thinking about the big Trios title defense with Drink & Destroy against Alexander Darling and the Flyin Hawiians at Doomy Doomy Doom Doom 8. To top it all off, he has a hangnail that’s been irking him…

ELS: Long enough intro, Voiceover Guy?

VG: I get paid by the word. If you’re only going to promo once a week, I need to get in as much as I can.

ELS: Point taken. (to camera) Hey kids. It’s your old pal Lobo. Man, this is a busy week. Two separate title matches involving five different opponents. That’s a lot to prepare for. But I learned a long time ago – back when I was wrestling in Mexico – that preparation is the key. To succeed in this business, you have to be ready for anything.

ELS: On to business, I’ve been given an opportunity to win the Intercontinental title for the second time, and since I don’t have my Onslaught title at the moment, I might actually hold on to the title for a while if I win it this week. Evans, don’t think for a second that I’m not gunning for you. On top of the fact that I enjoy taking titles from you, you and your lapdog Sparxx seem to have a problem with my D&D partners. That means you have a problem with me.

ELS: Psykle, I certainly haven’t forgotten about you, big man. Time to mix it up again. I’ve got nothing but respect for you, but realize that I want to win this match.

ELS: That’s all for now, kids. See you at Mayhem. Wolfpack out.

*FADE*

[BookerShark]

In GMtheSelena's office...Fire is sitting across the desk from Selena, looking actually repentant*. Selena might be a little bit annoyed but she looks more concerned than anything.

GMtS: Well, this is probably another fine.

FW: I know...I'm sorry....

GMtS: Fortunately, all the SFJs, NPCs, and INCs sign a waiver of liability, stating that they know this is a violent work place and that bad things could happen. Otherwise this company would have folded long before you or I got here.

Fire nods.

GMtS: And now Stan "I can't find my own gimmick so I'm going to copy others' " Fulton has added his voice to Psykle and Genius IQ's calling for your removal as commissioner.

FW: Is she okay?

GMtS: Who?

FW: The SFJ?

GMtS: Oh....yeah, she'll be fine. Wasn't even a broken nose, so you must have pulled back a bit.

FW: 'Kay. Good.

GMtS: I'm glad you care about her welfare. That's a first. But --

FW: Look, I like being commissioner, and other than these ... incidents....I do a damn good job. I will...try to be better. It's just this --

GMtS: I know what's coming up. And to be honest, I get you being upset. I don't know what Uncle Moose is thinking either.

Fire bristles at hearing Selena call Moose "Uncle," but does and says nothing.

GMtS: Well....that's it, I guess. I kinda hate this.

FW: Me too....I'll fix it. I promise.

Fire gets up and leaves. FADE.

[BookerShark]

<Moose is at the loading dock, sitting on a pile of pallets smoking a cigar. Naturally there is a INC there to capture it, so Moose speaks>

I have heard a lot of rumblings about my match with LD Williams. I have heard that it has become a personal issue because I have decided to align myself with Ecosystem. I have heard that this could be the end of our friendship.

Now, I am not going to go all sappy HHH on you, but I will say this. I can not speak for LD, but for me? This is personal. Now, before you go running for headlines, this is personal, but it is not about hate, or revenge, or blood or anything like that. I get mocked for saying this, but this match is about one thing, and one thing only. Respect.

I can probably count the number of people in the OOWF that I genuinely respect on one hand, LD Williams tops that list. When people look at me, they see Mick Foley. They see Sandman. They see Abdullah the Butcher. They see the Sheik. They see a madman hell bent on vengeance. And I admit, I am all of those things. But I have tried, I have stopped listening to him and I have tried.

<Moose closes his eyes and trails off a bit, it appears that he is trying to block someone out of his head he resumes through clenched teeth>

I HAVE TRIED.......I wanted to prove to ME that I could do this........NOT TO HIM......I need to beat LD. He pushed for my alliance with Eco.......this Onslaught thing........with HIM gnawing at me, it can't last..........but before I lose it, I have to beat LD. I have to know, I have to shut HIM up if only for a minute.

<Mooose closes his eyes tightly and snarls a bit>

After it is over.........HE takes over........and the OOWF will never be the same


Trust me

<Moose laughs maniacally and begins arguing with.....presumably HIM while destroying anything on the dock he can get his hands on, and we fade to black>