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Post by BookerShark on Oct 26, 2011 9:46:54 GMT -5
[url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N6Io04UXPQo&feature=player_detailpage ]AM I REAL[/url]
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Post by BookerShark on Oct 26, 2011 9:47:28 GMT -5
GM Selena sits back with her feet on her desk while on her cell phone.
GMSa-T: Hey Omie...wow, do I really sound that bad?...I'm just tired is all...no, it's not running me d...okay maybe a little...no, I'm fine, it's just crazy right now with all the complaints and photoshoots and Fire being all...well, I do okay?...I dunno why, I just do, like I totally get...Omar, c'mon...*sigh*...maybe you're right, I dunno, just seems really messed up if...yeah, you're right...fine, you wanna find out for yourself?...well, now that you've put the idea in my head, yeah, I wanna know what you think...okay...um...some black leggings and...yeah I guess *laughs*...I miss you...not soon enough...okay...I love you...good night, *muah*
Selena ends the call and sighs as she looks around at her office.
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Post by BookerShark on Oct 26, 2011 9:47:54 GMT -5
J-P Sparxx and Jewel enter the gym where Chris Evans and Matt Folz continue to train together.
J-PS: Aw, da two bitches are playin'.
MF: Listen, you son of a...
CE: Matt, chill.
MF: Chill?
J-PS: Yeah, chill homies. We all besties now, ya dig?
Matt glowers at J-P, who really doesn't care.
J-PS: So you workin' da love handles off Mister Cheese Fries here instead a preppin fo yo match, huh? You got two bad ass dudes comin' fo yo belt, an' since the bookers won't gimme a title shot anytime soon, it's all we gots, knowwhatI'msayin'?
CE: I'm more than prepared for my opponents. Right now, I'm helping out a friend, who will be a valuable asset to our cause when he's ready.
J-PS: Asset? Right now, all I sees is a fat ass.
J-P and Jewel practically fall all over themselves laughing. After a few moments (and Evans continuing to hold Matt at bay), J-P gathers himself.
J-PS: A'ight, seriously doe, yuo best be ready, an' as for you Mattie Lice, I hope you gon be all that Evs says, 'cuz we needs all da help we can get, knowwhatI'msayin'?
MF: You just wait.
J-PS: I'm waitin', trust me, I'm waitin' But the Spark don't wait long, knowwhatI'msayin'?
MF: Never do.
CE: Are you ready for Darling?
J-PS: Shit, dawg. Tomato can's got nuthin' on me, an' I'm gon prove it tomorrow night. The Spark's gon git him, knowwhatI'msayin'? I punked his ass out in da hospital in front a his wifey, an' dat's just a small ass taste a what I'm gon do to 'im. He gon feel da pain a da glass celin' crashin' down 'round his pussy whipped ass, knowwhatI'msayin'?
CE: Don't take him lightly.
J-PS: Do I take anyone lightly? The Spark's always prepared, like a boy scout or sum shit, knowwhatI'msayin'?
CE: You better be.
Jewel: A'ight boys, you gets back to your workouts. I'm gon put ma baby through anutha kinda workout. Ya feel. Me?
J-PS: Oh, I'm gon feel ya.
Jewel grabs J-P by the hand and leads him towards the door.
J-PS: Deuces ya'll.
Matt shakes his head and looks at Evans.
MF: Why?
CE: You'll see.
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Post by BookerShark on Oct 26, 2011 9:48:31 GMT -5
CUT to the gym at the Albert M. Lowry High School in Winnemucca, Nevada, where Midweek Mayhem will be held tonight. In the ring, prepping for his match against OOWF World Heavyweight Champion Eric O'Mac is OOWF DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Champion The Crusher Stan Fulton. A local jobber, Yukon Cornelius, is taking a beating. Outside the ring, giving (a lot of) constructive criticism is future OOWF Hall of Famer and G.O.A.T., Davin Moreland.
DM: "You're telegraphing the Dragline. Eric will never remain there long enough for you to hit that. Faster transitions between movesets. Change directions. Make your opponent adjust their attacks to a different line. Don't let him come right at you. Work all corners of the ring."
Finally after about ninety minutes of work, Fulton calls a break and Cornelius collapses in a corner; OOWF Medical Staff come running out after the temp referee puts up the ~OMG! DREADED X!!!~~.
Fulton rolls out of the ring (yeah, go ahead and complete that fat joke you've got in your head now...) and falls into a ringside chair, putting a towel over his head. He's sucking wind and his legs are wobbly.
DM: "Not terrible, but not World Champion worthy."
SF: "Thanks. Question. Since this is a non-title match and I have a guaranteed title shot in four days, do I hold anything back tonight so Eric doesn't have time to plan for it Sunday night?"
DM: "Not a bad idea if you were new to the OOWF, but Eric's got plenty of tape on you and he's going to be prepared. You could try to bust out a new move or two, but there's really not a lot of time to perfect them. And you're going to need to be perfect on Sunday if you expect to win the Championship."
SF: "Right. OK, then. Work on my current moves more. Perfect them to the point I don't have to think about them."
DM: "You got it."
At this time, Samantha Darling-Moreland enters the "arena" pushing the terribly adorable Mickie Moreland.
SDM: "Hi Stan. Davin, you finished here?"
DM: "Yep. Let me grab my stuff."
As Davin gets his things, Fulton makes weird faces to Mickie making her giggle.
SF: "She's certainly a cutie. Takes after her mom."
DM: "I heard that."
SF: "What?"
DM: "Nevermind. Let's go, ladies."
SDM: "Say goodbye to Uncle Crusher, Mickie."
MM: "Gla boo gurgle."
SF: "And a marvelous day to you too, Mickie! Thanks, Davin. See you tonight."
DM: "Remember, Stan. Quicker and vary your attack lines."
SF: "I'll remember. Can you send out another jobber on your way out?"
DM: "Done and done. Later."
The Moreland Family leaves as Fulton steps back into the ring. The next jobber, Yousef Hammurabi, tentatively steps through the ropes and starts to get the beating of his life.
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Oct 26, 2011 9:50:18 GMT -5
Selena is in her office going over some paperwork when a polite knock comes at her door.
Selena: Someone actually knocked? Since when does that happen here? *calling to the door* Come in!
GeniusIQ makes his way into Selena's office.
IQ: You wanted to see me, Madam General Manager?
Selena: Actually, yes, though I am a little surprised that you aren't in here complaining about Fire after what she did.
IQ: I figure you've seen and heard enough about what she did, and from my observance of OOWFTv, others have started to make their own comments...
Selena: Wait, I thought you didn't watch OOWFTv?
IQ: No, I watch it, I just filter what I allow Psykle to see. For everyone's own good.
Selena: For everyone's own good?
IQ: Yes, you see, if he had unrestricted access to some of the things that the other wrestlers say and do, he might get some ideas, and, well, controlling his rage at that point might just be moot. Anyway, back to the issue at hand, Fire is obviously out of control and unfit to serve as commissioner, and as you now realize, it's not a personal vendetta between me and her, it's completely objective, as you can see by others starting to come out to you with their concerns. I'd recommend you address that before the numbers start to grow beyond your control, but, I know you are quite capable in your job, and have faith that you will handle it properly.
Selena: Umm...thanks?
IQ: You're welcome. Now, I believe there was something else you wanted to see me about?
Selena: Well, it kinda stems from what happened with Fire...
IQ: Listen, before we get too far down that path, I want you to know, I had no idea Fire was in the room. Had I known she was there, I never would have had Psykle perform the top rope piledriver. I'm well aware of her traumatic experience, even if it was before our time here. I'm just sorry it happen to coincide with the time she decided to come and execute some of her commissioner duties to inspect the facilities.
Selena: Well, about your security...
IQ: A good thing they were there, no? Had they not been, Fire could very well have jeopardized tonight's Mayhem Main Event as well as the Onslaught Title Match on Sunday. That would not have been good, at all. Fortunately, my medical team is quite good, and Psykle is back at 100% and ready to go.
Selena: Well, you see, we've had issues with...
IQ: Yes, Fire has caused some issues with putting matches in jeopardy before, I'm quite aware of that, and is part of the documentation I've put together calling for her dismissal as commissio...
Selena: WOULD YOU STOP INTERRUPTING ME?
IQ: Excuse me?
Selena: I'm trying to talk here, and every time I start, you cut me off! It's really annoying.
IQ: I'm sorry, please go ahead.
Selena: Thank you. Any way, as I was trying to say, as you might remember, we've had our issues with private security in the past, if you recall Eco's time in charge, and well, we can't have you having private security in the arenas. They are hereby banned from entering the arena. In addition, you have a choice to make, either you pay for the power for your training trailers, or you can't have them their either.
Neither says anything for a moment.
Selena: Well?
IQ: Oh, you're finished. Just wanted to be sure before I accidentally interrupted you again. That's perfectly fine, I understand completely about the personal security, in fact, if you'll notice, I've never brought them in to the arena before, and have no plans to do so in the future. Now, as far as the pay for the power or not having them there, please, do you really think paying for the power is an issue? I am the majority stock holder of 3 of the top 10 Fortune 500 companies. I'll tell you what, I'll even pay the power bills for the OOWF while we're at arenas. I'll work it all out with the arena owners even so you don't have to worry about it...
Selena: I don't think that will be necessary...
IQ: Ahem, who's interrupting now?
Selena: Sorry, continue.
IQ: It's OK. Now as I was saying, it's completely up to the OOWF whether they want me to pick up their bill too or not, but why don't you take the offer back to the board before you decide. In the meantime, I'll have Miss Goldendollar contact the arena owners for all future shows and get separate billing for our power usage set up. OK?
Selena: OK. But remember, your security can NOT enter the arena.
IQ: They will never enter the arena on duty, but I can't honestly prevent them from, in their time off, coming to see a show if they've bought tickets, now can I?
Selena: Well...
IQ: I'll tell you what, maybe we can work out getting me one of the sky boxes at the arenas designated for my employees so that if they do want to come see the show, they can watch it in comfort from there, and you can even post OOWF security at the door to make sure they don't try to sneak out and off to do something dastardly, not that they would, for I would surely fire them if they did. You just have your people talk to mine, and we'll work out fair compensation for the box.
Selena: That sounds fair.
IQ: Who knows, maybe Psykle and I will go watch a few matches from there to mix and mingle with my employees and their families? Could do wonders for the morale.
Selena: Ok.
IQ: Well, if that's all, I do need to go back to Psykle and his training. He does have two big matches coming up this week.
Selena: OK. Tell him I said good luck.
IQ: Will do, thank you Selena.
IQ leaves Selena's office.
Selena: That was just....weird.
Outside Selena's office, IQ is walking back towards the trailers when he passes Ric's Sandwich Shoppe and sees Psykle sitting at one of the tables. IQ walks over and sits down across from him.
Psykle: Hey boss.
IQ: What are you doing here, of all places? I mean, no offense to Ric Flair, but our chefs in the trailer are leaps and bounds better than him.
Ric Flair pops up behind IQ.
Ric: WOOOO!!! I leaped and bounded your mother on Space Mountain last night, Fat Boy!! WOOOOOOOOO!!!
Without even looking, IQ nails Ric with a back fist. Ric staggers back, and Flair flops to the floor. As he staggers back up, he blades and begins wearing the crimson mask as heads back into the kitchen, Flair flopping at the door again and this time staying still.
IQ: Ugh, that's just disgusting. How can the OOWF let their be such an unsanitary establishment serve food to its personnel? Anyway, come on, let's go back to the trailers.
Psykle and IQ stand up and start walking towards the trailers.
Psykle: Boss, did Selena have any idea why Fire went all crazy over a simple move like that?
IQ: Nope, no clue.
IQ and Psykle walk off, as someone comes from the kitchen and walks over to the specials board at Ric's. They pick up a piece of chalk and write next to the Egg Salad Sandwich "NOW WITH EXTRA PAPRIKA" as we fade to black.
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Post by BookerShark on Oct 26, 2011 10:56:32 GMT -5
*The Morelands are still WALKING~!*
SM: So...how did that go?
DM: Not bad. He's close, Sammy. Real close.
SM: Can he beat Eric?
DM: Fuck yeah, he can beat Eric.
MM: GA!
SM: Yeah, watch your language, buddy.
DM: Fine. Yes, he can beat Eric. Hell, I'm even playing things straight - doing exactly what I said I would. Being a face is easy. Tell the truth and do what you say you're going to do. Kids out there? Tell the truth and do what you say you're going to do. Then you can be a face just like Davin.
SM: Drink your milk, take your vitamins, say your prayers...
DM: Hey, you know? As much as everyone wants to run me down and give me a hard time - if they're looking objectively, Davin's the face. Chad's the one that tossed his brother out for someone else - without warning, without even a word of discussion. And now? Now he's going to DUCK me? How gutless is that? Chad Madison? You are a Liver-Lipped, Yellow-Bellied Coward. You make me embarrassed to have had a history with you. After everything I've done for you - you take the Coward's way out, and do everything behind my back. You're a Coward, nothing but a Coward, totally and completely a Coward. Hell, I'd rather have an OKLAHOMAN as a brother than you, Chad, you Yellow-Belly.
*Alexis comes into frame, now, and is greeted by all*
LD: Hey partner. You ready?
DM: You bet, partner. I'm ready. *he grabs Mickie out of the stroller* KISS THE BABY! *he gives her a big kiss, followed by one for Sam, and they go back to the locker room* Really ready?
LD: Really ready. Best in the world?
DM: Best in the world, kiddo.
*They do some sort oft handshake thing and head to the gorilla position*
*fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Oct 26, 2011 10:57:25 GMT -5
~~~ Zane Myers is seated in the OOWF Interview set with a local reporter ~~~
Reporter: W. T. Cox here with OOWF Superstar Zane Myers. Zane, let's jump right into it. Quiet couple of weeks for you. Tell us what's been going on
Zane: It's been a weird week or so. Had to finish moving into the new house, working overnights, doing all the honey-do's the wife needed done, you know, hooking up the washer & dryer, putting up curtain rods, hanging shelves. Plus subbing at the schools a few times as well, to be honest, I got pretty exhausted and...
~~~ Kayfabe walks in and slaps Zane right across the face ~~~
WTC: Wow. That was unexpected
Zane: Sorry about that folks.
WTC: Where were we?
Zane: Let me do this. Davin, I really don't know where to start with you. I am extremely... Disappointed. I really thought you were above the name calling and finger pointing level. And you go and insinuate that we somehow owe our success to you? As much as I really want to go through point by point and clear up all the misinformation you put out there, Why bother? you'll just say that I'm covering Chad's tracks, and that I HAVE to say those things, and I KNOW the real truth.
Davin. I don't need to cover for Chad. And we don't need you to cover for us.
Think back to when the idea of Firewoman teaming with us was first floated out there. You objected. I came up with an alternate plan, I volunteered to sacrifice my spot to put you on the team, and you.... no sold it. Never mentioned it. Never brought the subject up again. you showed NO interest in a Trios team.
You mentioned all YOUR sacrifices. Let me tell you about ours. We went along with the Run DEA plan at Hell On Earth 3. We trusted your judgement. How did that work out for us? Not all that well to be honest. shortly after that we lost the Tag Team Championships and then lost a Loser Leaves Town Match. Did we blame you? of course not. We took responsibility for our own actions. We found our own way back. And when we came back after kz nearly broke Chad's neck? We did it without you.
Time goes by and we find ourselves head to head at Hell on Earth 6. Nothing Happened vs Texpress. After we won, you flat out said you could have kicked out of the final pinfall. Way to be a good teammate there, both to us and to Alexis. If that was true, you cost her a Championship and cheapened our victory. A more likely explanation? Davin's ego couldn't let him admit he got beat, by Chad Madison no less.
Flash forward to our last run as Campeonas, and the finish to our win. You and Evans went all Nash/Hogan without our knowledge. We Stood By You even though we made it known we didn't approve of that kind of crap. But Davin had to do things HIS way... AGAIN. We could have easily become Campeonas without that chicanery, as you keep pointing out, Run DLP innovated the Trios division and made it relevant.
And we come to your little tantrums about the Trios tournament. Who's idea was it to just No-Sell your Promo and move on? Mine. Yet you lashed out at Chad, not me. Why is that?
And to top it all off, you go to the extreme of editing a promo to make it look like Chad attacked you first. Come on man. Chad's the most level headed of the three of us. If anyone was going to swing first, it would have been Me. But Davin has to be the one in the right, no matter how wrong he is. AGAIN
Davin, you've always been pompous and full of yourself. You accuse Chad of reading his own press clippings, when you WRITE your own, and then read them out loud in Top 10 list form.
Chad had it pegged perfectly. You're acting like a petulant child. Your insecurities bubbled to the surface and you acted out in the only way you know how.
So Brother, when you want to point fingers at what caused this, take a hard look in the mirror. You want Chad to apologize for his actions? How about take responsibility for yours first before you worry about anyone else.
You seem to like talking about yours and Alexis' Tag Team Championship run. If this is about you getting Grand Slam #2 because Moose has one, all you had to do was ask. So step on up. our GM knows we have an open door policy when it comes to defending these Championships. But remember, when it comes to Tag Team Championships, Chad and I are Still the Measuring Stick
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Post by BookerShark on Oct 26, 2011 18:32:54 GMT -5
*OOWF Interview Area*
Alexis Darling has excused herself from Davin and Samantha and is standing by with Ashley Davies. Alexis is carrying her Shimmer World Tag Team Championship and has her IWA-MS World Tag Team Championship around her waist. She nods at Ashley and it looks like we are ready to begin.
Ashley: Hello OOWF fans and hello Alexis.
Alexis: Ash.
Ashley: Thank you for taking the time here before your match tonight. We are here in Nevada and you're in the semifinals of the Tag Team Invitational. As we can see by what you brought with you, you have a good history of tag team wrestling. What is it you want to say?
Alexis: Before we get to that, I want to tell a little story about who I was and who I am. When I first arrived in here in the OOWF, people thought I was just Alexander's sister. The one who would manipulate the players and play the games necessary to make sure Alex and the Darling name was on the forefront of everyone's mind and on the tip of everyone's tongue. I relished that role because it's all I was capable of at that time. I lost a lot of who I was before we came to the OOWF and those first few months here were a time to start reclaiming my inner essence. So I became the person I needed to be but not the whole person I wanted to be.
It took some time, but I slowly started to grow back into who I was. Not just a figure outside the ring but a threat inside the ring. Davin and I, we connected, and not in the way people like to imagine but we were family before we were family. I'm not going to lie and stand here and say he's the best partner I've ever had because he's not just like I know I'm not the best partner he's ever had. But at the end of the day that isn't what matters.
Ashley: What does matter then?
Alexis: I'm standing here with two tag team championships from two different companies. I've won tag team titles here in the OOWF with two different partners but I know what people think about when they think of me in the ring. I've been carried, whether it's by Firewoman, my brother Alex, DH Magnusson or my current partner Davin Moreland. Davin carried me because he needed the grand slam. DH carried me because his emotions were running at obscene levels. It doesn't bother me anymore.
Ashley: Why not? How can something like that not bother you?
Alexis: Because I know the truth. I know I'm not the best wrestler; far from it. I've never made that claim but what I do know is that I'm the best partner anyone can ask for because I will do what is necessary to win. I will make the sacrifices. I will play my role and I will support my partner in any way possible. Over a year ago, I lost the OOWF Tag Team Championship and I still don't know for certain how it happened and I suppose I never will but the past is the past. I can't dwell on it any longer. I can't blame Davin anymore because the fact is we won the tag team titles together and then we lost them together because that's what partners do.
Ashley: So, is it your goal to reclaim the OOWF Tag Team Titles currently held by former allies Chad Madison and Zane Myers?
Alexis: No. The goal is to go out there tonight and beat Drink & Destroy for a spot in the Tag Team Invitational Finals. Nothing more, nothing less. Whatever issues Davin has with his brothers has nothing to do with me. My realtionships with Drink & Destroy have nothing to do with this match. Danny, Jack, Victor...they've become extended family because of their relationship with you and Spencer and with how much they've had our family's back. But that's personal and it has nothing to do with tonight. Tonight is business and tonight is another chance for me to reclaim who I once was.
Ashley: And who is that?
Alexis: *smirks* Well, I'm Alexis Darling, and, well...you know the rest.
*Fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Oct 26, 2011 19:12:05 GMT -5
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem Live! From Winnemucca, Nevada FIREWOMAN vs. HONCHO WILLIAMSFire and Honcho are both announced and come to the ring. The two shake hands, the ref calls for the bell and we are underway. They circle and lock up, Honcho backs Fire into the corner, but we get a clean break. The match continues on with both trading the advantages. Honcho is stronger, so he grounds the faster Fire and works on her back, dropping her across his knee several times, and driving his knee into her often injured ribs. Honcho traps Fire in the Rings of Saturn and tries for a submission, but Fire manages to get her foot on the bottom rope forcing the break. Honcho pulls her to her feet and sends her to the corner, but Fire scales the ropes and leaps at a charging Honcho and catches him with a spinning kick to the face. Fire covers but only gets a two count. Fire pulls Honcho up and scoops him up and ties him in the Tree of Woe and charges in and catches him with a knee to the gut. Honcho falls to the canvas and Fire grabs his arms and hits a FIRESTOMP! She rolls him over and covers, but Honcho kicks out at two. Fire takes over and lands some stiff shots on Honcho, then sends him to the ropes and connects with a perfect drop kick to the jaw. Fire climbs to the top rope for a BEST FIRESAULT EVER but Honcho catches her on the top and gets underneath her and POWERBOMBS her to the mat! Honcho pounces on the dazed Fire and locks her in the NOSEBREAKER! Fire struggles and finally frees herself by getting to the ropes. Honcho works Fire over again for several minutes and nearly gets the three count after a PILEDRIVER! Fire somehow kicks out. Honcho and Fire are on their feet, Honcho charges in and Fire catches him with a kick to the gut then PLANTS him with a FIRESTORM (double under hook DDT) She rolls Honcho over and gets the one, two, THREE! WINNER in 11:41 – Firewoman After the match Fire and Honcho shake hands in the middle of the ring. Fire appears to say something to Williams and he grins and nods. Honcho heads to the back while Fire soaks up her first victory of the new OOWF year. ECOSYSTEM vs. ATTITUDE ADJUSTERAttitude Adjuster is announced first, and evidently he has some sort of reputation in Nevada because he gets a bit of an ovation from the crowd. Looks like those “What Happened in Vegas, Stays in Vegas” commercials panned out. Ecosystem is announced next and he comes out and makes his way to the ring with a blank look in his eyes and no expression on his face. He steps into the ring and AA tries to talk to him, and even appears to be trying to bribe him, but Eco is not interested, he jams his thumbs into AA’s eyes, dropping him to the mat. Eco then proceeds to go ballistic and rains punches and kicks down on AA. AA escapes out of the ring but Eco follows him. Eco catches him from behind and slams him face first into the ring post, opening a huge gash on AA’s forehead. Eco digs his fingers into the gash trying to make it worse. AA howls in pain and reaches up and rakes Eco’s eyes to free himself. AA hops onto the apron to get back into the ring, but Eco grabs a chair and SLAMS it across AA’s back sending him back to the floor. The referee immediately calls for the bell, this one is over already! WINNER in 1:15 by disqualification – Attitude Adjuster Eco continues hammering AA with chair shots until AA is no longer moving. Eco stands over him for a moment, then reaches into his boot and pulls out the scalpel that Moose gave him. As he reaches for AA, security floods the ring and grabs Eco and gets the scalpel away from him. Eco doesn’t resist at all, and he keeps that blank stare on his face as security pulls him to the back. ALEXANDER DARLING vs. J-P SPARXXBoth men make it to the ring, Alex is cheered loudly, while Sparxx and Jewell are both booed out the building. Sparxx ignores them and as the bell rings he charges across the ring and attacks Alex from behind sending the former world champion sprawling. Sparxx puts the boots to Alex, then sends him to the ropes and hits him with a flying elbow to the jaw. Sparxx pounces on Alex and covers, but only gets a one count. Sparxx keeps on the offensive for awhile, mixing in high flying moves with subtle cheating to keep Alex down. Finally the tide turns when Sparxx goes for a springboard 450 and Alex gets his knees up. As Sparxx writhes in pain on the mat, Alex pulls him up and shoves him into the corner and lights him up with chops as the crowd yells WHOOOOOOOO! Alex whips Sparxx across the ring and follows him into the corner with a clothesline. Darling takes over control of the match now and he brutalizes Sparxx, but he can’t keep him on the mat. Alex climbs to the top rope for a PHOENIX SPLASH but Sparxx catches him on the top rope and hits a TOP ROPE BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX! Both men are down, and the referee starts the ten count. Sparxx gets to his feet at eight and goes after Darling, but Darling takes him to the mat with a drop toe hold and traps him in the MONEY CLIP! Sparxx howls in pain and looks like he is about to tap out. Chris Evans races to the ring and hops onto the apron. Darling releases the hold and goes after Evans, but Evans drops off the apron before Alex’s haymaker connects. Inside the ring, Sparxx gets to his feet, and POPS Alex with a superkick when he turns around. Alex falls to the mat and Sparxx covers, putting his feet on the ropes for leverage, the referee never sees it and Sparxx gets the one, two, three! WINNER in 15:05 – J-P Sparxx TEXPRESS vs. THE FLYIN HAWAIIANS – Non-Title Match These two teams are very familiar with one another. Both teams are fan favorites and share a handshake in the middle of the ring before the start of the match, but they all eye one another wearily. Aina and Zane start things off, and we get a test of strength between the two bigger men. Aina wins it initially, but Zane comes back and forces Aina to the mat where he gets several two counts, but each time Aina is able to lift a shoulder. Aina powers back to his feet, breaks the hold and nails Zane with a spinning heel kick doubling him over. Aina runs the ropes and catches Zane on the back of the head with a scissors kick sending him to the mat. Aina covers, but only gets a two count. The Hawaiians control the action for a few minutes, wearing Zane down with quick tags and double team moves. Aina manages to fight back and catches Kai with a spinebuster. Zane lunges toward the corner and makes the tag to Chad. Chad comes in and cleans house. He takes Kai over the top rope with a clothesline, Kai crashes to the floor, but Chad lands on his feet. He springboards back into the ring and catches Aina with a leg lariat. Chad and Zane take over and nearly get the win with a Hart Attack clothesline, but Aina makes the save at two. The match continues on, Texpress maintains the advantage for a bit, but neither team can keep it for long, both teams being so familiar with what the other is going to do. The match ends with Chad and Kai slugging it out in the middle of the ring. The bell rings and both teams look around and wonder what is going on. What is going on is a draw. WINNERS – 30:00 draw No one in the building is happy with this outcome. Once it becomes clear the match will not continue on, the four shake hands again, drawing a huge pop from the crowd. They head to the back, but this feud is far from settled. NOTHING HAPPENED vs. DRINK & DESTROY – OOWF Invitational Tag Team Tournament Semi-FinalsEveryone is in the ring, the bell rings and we are underway. Danny and Davin start things off. They lock up and Danny whips Davin to the ropes, but Davin catches his boot on the rebound, Danny stuns him with an enzuguri and covers, but Davin kicks out at two. Danny runs Davin’s head into the turnbuckle, then tries a whip to the ropes, but Davin reverses it and catches DT with a powerslam for a two count of his own. Davin pulls Danny up and shoves him into the NH corner and peppers him with several elbows to the head, then tags in Alexis. As Danny staggers out of the corner, Lexie leaps off the top rope and takes him to the mat with a BULLDOG! Lexie rolls Danny over for another two count, but can’t keep him down for three. Nothing Happens tries a double team clothesline on Danny, but he ducks it and runs the ropes, then takes Davin and Alexis down with a clothesline. Danny tags in Jack and he works over Alexis in the corner, then sets her on the top rope and tries a superplex, but she shoves Jack off and when he gets back to his feet, she lands a perfect huracanrana taking Jack to the mat for a two count. Alexis heads back to the top rope and tries a cross body block, but Jack catches her, hefts her to his shoulder and KILLS her with a DVD! Jack covers, but Alexis kicks out at two. The match continues on with both teams gaining the advantage for long periods of time. The end comes when Jack whips Lexie to the ropes and Davin makes a blind tag. Lexis ducks a clothesline, then holds on to the ropes, Jack is expecting the rebound, but instead Davin charges in and PLANTS Jack with a RGDC! Davin rolls Jack over, hooks his leg hard and gets the one, two, three! WINNERS in 22:37 – Nothing Happened Nothing Happened will face J-P Sparxx and Chris Evans in the finals of the OOWF Invitational Tag Team Tournament at Doomy Doomy Doom Doom 8. The four share handshakes and Drink and Destroy head up the ramp to the back. Danny lingers for a moment at the top of the ramp while Jack heads to the back. As he turns around, Moosehead Jack and Ecosystem attack! They lay Danny out with several chair shots, and Eco pulls out the scalpel and is about to carve Danny up when Jack, Davin and Alexis make the save. Moose and Eco beat a hasty retreat to the back. ERIC O’MAC vs. STAN FULTON – Non-Title MatchThe challenger, Stan Fulton, is announced first and makes his way to the ring amid a chorus of mostly boos. There are a few cheers mixed in here and there though. The OOWF World Heavyweight Champion, Eric O’Mac, is announced next, and he heads to the ring with Attitude Adjuster trailing behind him. AA is still carrying the briefcase, for some reason. The crowd boos Eric loudly, but he pays no attention to them. He gets in the ring, the bell rings and the two move to lock up and Eric rakes Fulton’s eyes, sending him staggering around the ring. Eric works on Fulton’s legs, kicking his hamstrings and finally chop blocking him to the mat. Eric works over Fulton’s legs trying to keep him on the mat. Several times Stan would fight back to a vertical base, only to have Eric take him back to the mat. Fulton finally gets to his feet and catches Eric with a spinning elbow to the temple as Eric was darting in to get the leg again. The shot causes Eric to be on wobbly legs. Fulton grabs him and PLANTS him with a belly to belly suplex for a two count. Eric tries to escape out of the ring but Fulton keeps him inside. Stan scoops Eric up and hits the WORLDS STRONGEST SLAM for another two count. Eric crawls to the corner and tries to escape, but as he gets to his feet Stan CRUSHES him with an AVALANCHE! From outside AA grabs Eric and pulls him out of the ring. Eric recovers and AA gives him a plan. AA distracts the referee when Eric slides back into the ring and Eric hits a low blow that sends Fulton staggering back, knocking the referee to the mat. Eric pulls Fulton up and holds him, AA comes into the ring with the briefcase and tries to hit Fulton, but the big man moves and AA CRACKS ERIC UPSIDE THE HEAD! Fulton clotheslines AA over the top rope, then bounces off the ropes and hits the DROPLINE! The referee comes to, and sees Fulton covering Eric and counts one, two, three! WINNER in 17:11 – Stan Fulton MOOSEHEAD JACK vs. LD WILLIAMS – Onslaught Championship Match – No Time LimitThe challenger LD Williams is out first, he gets a pretty good ovation from the crowd, guess Mormons and Canadians are kind of similar. The OOWF Onslaught Champion Moosehead Jack is out next and he is booed out of the arena. Moose slides into the ring and sits in the corner and waits. This is the first one on one match up between Moosehead Jack and LD Williams in OOWF history. They faced one another in 2004, but it was a three way dance with Attitude Adjuster. Moose gets to his feet and walks to the center of the ring and hands the referee his title. LD gives Moose a little smirk, then offers his hand. Moose shakes it, and the match is underway! They circle, and LD darts in and takes Moose to the mat. LD tries for a cross face early, but Moose escapes and gets to his feet. That is how the first ten minutes of the match go, LD tries to trap Moose in several submission moves, but Moose either reverses or escapes. Moose spends most of the time on the defensive, while LD hits him with damn near everything he has. We pass the ten minute mark with neither wrestler getting a warning or using a rope break. At the ten minute mark, LD tries a charge in the corner and Moose catches him with a boot to the jaw. LD hits the mat like a sack of potatoes and Moose takes over. He pummels LD, but can’t keep him down for a three count. Moose shows frustration after hitting a HEARTPUNCH and not getting the three because LD’s foot was on the ropes. LD fights back and gains the advantage and hits the CANADIAN DESTROYER on Moose! The crowd roars with anticipation, but Moose gets his foot on the bottom rope before the three count. Moose and LD tear into one another again. LD lights Moose up with some CANADIAN VIOLENCE sending Moose to the mat. As LD grabs Moose to pull him to his feet, Moose slumps to the mat, evidently out of it. LD bends further to pull him up and Moose was playing possum! He grabs LD’s arm and traps him in the GUILLOTINE CHOKE! LD tries to get to the ropes, but he is too far away. LD tries to slip out of it, but Moose has it cinched in tight. LD’s face is turning red and after one more burst of energy trying to get to the ropes, he goes limp and the referee stops the match! WINNER in 36:38 – Moosehead Jack Moose releases the hold and lies there on the mat. LD slumps in a corner gasping for air. The referee calls for the title, and as he is about to hand it to Moose, LD takes it. He looks at Moose, Moose gets to his feet, and LD hands him the title. The two share a manly hug of mutual respect and LD raises Moose’s arm in victory. Some of the crowd cheers, but most of it boos. LD and Moose head to the back together, ignoring the ignorant folks of Shivwits. CHRIS EVANS vs. PSYKLE vs. EL LOBO SANGRIENTO – OOWF Intercontinental Title MatchPsykle and Lobo are announced first and make their way to the ring. The OOWF Intercontinental champion Chris Evans is out next flanked by J-P Sparxx and Matt Folz. They take their positions at ringside while Evans cautiously steps between the ropes and looks at the two behemoths he is facing tonight. The two big men meet him in the middle of the ring. Evans takes off his IC title and throws it in Psykle’s face, then turns around and BLASTS Lobo with a right hook to the jaw! Evans attacks both Psykle and Lobo, but he can’t keep them down forever and as he is hammering Lobo with rights and lefts, Psykle grabs him from behind, spins him around and drops him with a headbutt right between the eyes. Psykle and Lobo take turns manhandling Evans, beating him from pillar to post, basically just trying to outdo one another. Evans finally powders out of the ring and falls face first on the floor. Inside the ring Lobo and Psykle renew their onslaught feud and go at one another. The two big men trade moves, but for the moment, neither can knock the other off his feet. Lobo tries to slam Psykle, but Psykle slips over his shoulder, spins Lobo around and KILLS him with a clothesline. Psykle covers, but Evans flies back into the ring and breaks it up at two. Evans gets some shots in on Psykle, but once Lobo is back on his feet, the two big men use Evans as a punching bag, pausing only briefly to fight one another over who is going to try for the pin. Psykle KILLS Evans with the PSYCHODRIVER, but can’t cover because he and Lobo brawl. Lobo clotheslines Psykle over the top rope and grabs Evans and hits the LA BALA DE PLATA! Evans is OUT! Lobo covers, but before he can get to three, Sparxx jumps into the ring and attacks Lobo with a steel chair to the back! WINNERS in 20:04 – by disqualification – El Lobo Sangriento & Psykle Folz joins the beat down of Lobo and soon Evans is on his feet directing traffic. Psykle climbs back into the ring with a chair and the New Guard bails out of the ring. We fade to black with Evans holding his neck and his Intercontinental title high in the air backing up the ramp, flanked by Folz and Sparxx Thanks for coming out and watching LIVE OOWF action! Be sure to check out the OOWF Doomy Doomy Doom Doom, Live! October 30th from Devil’s Den, Wyoming. And don’t forget to catch next week’s OOWF Mid-Week Mayhem, November 2nd, live from Valhalla Centre, Alberta Canada. See something you like? 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