OOWF Dance of Death 8

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OOWF Dance of Death 8
Live! From Hell, Michigan

OOWF World Heavyweight Title Dance of Death[/u]
Stan Fulton vs. Danny Taylor vs. Matt Folz vs. Ricky Soaring Eagle

OOWF Intercontinental Title Dance of Death[/u]
Chris Evans vs. El Lobo Sangriento vs. Psykle vs. Mai Muyo

OOWF Onslaught Championship Dance of Death[/u]
JP Sparxx vs. Firechild vs. Rabbit Mask vs. Honcho Williams

OOWF Campeonas de Trios Dance of Death[/u]
Alexander Darling & The Flyin' Hawaiians vs. The Saints of Sinners & Ghosthead vs. Davin Moreland, Stank & LD Williams vs. Texpress & Firewoman

OOWF DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Title Dance of Death[/u]
#Heel Cardboard Cutout Johnny Adrenaline vs. Justin Sane vs. Comrade Sharkoff vs. Attitude Adjuster vs. Outback Jack


card subject to the hounds of hell

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Mai is sitting backstage, throwing kicks of light-to-medium strength on a practice dummy. She turns and faces the camera.

Mai: Last night, I lost to Psykle. The week before, I tapped to Matthew Folz, even if I got the decision in the end. The week before, Chris Evans slipped out from my grasp and got the pin on Davin Moreland.

In summary, I haven't had a great couple weeks.

She reaches into her shirt and pulls out her tiny gold-tinted cross, which she plays with.

But this Sunday...this Holy Day, I have a gift. A blessing. A four-way Intercontinental Title Match.

Now, I don't know if my Dance of Death will be single-fall or elimination. If it's a single fall, it's a matter of luck. Of timing. And when it comes to sheer power against timing...

Mai jabs forward very quickly but very lightly at the dummy, popping its head off.

...timing is everything.

However, if it's elimination...if it's about being one of those last two standing, with my strength preserved through two eliminations while my last opponent stands haggard...then I know just the right training.



Super Smash Bros. Brawl.

It's dinner time, motherfuckers.



FADE

[BookerShark]

Yep. It's another Firewoman Locker Room trashing.

AD: What's that about?

L: Uh, well, history of institutionalization, it falls in with the claustrophobia. I think there were a few times when she was less than compliant and was probably maced.

AD: Yeah...stuff burns.

L: Are you sure you're okay? You seem...different.

AD: Just trying to stay out of the way of the flying knick-knacks.

Alexander pulls his hoodie up and heads for the door.

FW: Where the fuck are you going?

AD: Riot police cannot stop this, Fire. I'm going to finish it.

Alexander leaves. Fire throws whatever it she's been holding at the door after he shuts it, and then follows after him.

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<Moose and Eco are in the back getting checked out>

MHJ: Goddamit ENOUGH! I SAID I could see, its not the first damn time I have been pepper sprayed

<with that the medics leave and Moose and Eco catch Fire's promo on OOWFtv. Moose and Eco both grin and get up, Moose grabs HDB and Eco grabs a kendo stick and they head out the door looking for Alex and Fire>

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-->Honcho Williams and CC Scott walk to the back after the end of the match on Mayhem and we see that Scott is grinning from ear to ear. He is jumping with excitement while Williams is trying to keep his cool.

CC - I cant believe you pulled that one out! I knew you could do it! You know what this means right?

HW - I believe I do, but I dont want to get too excited over it.

CC - Why not? You have the opportunity to win the OWF Onslaught Championship at the pay per view this Sunday, this win solidified your spot!

HW - I seem to recall having the opportunity before, and last time I went too overboard with excitement.

CC - Come on man, relax! Bask in the glory of how well you are doing! I dont think there is anyone in this business on more of a hot streak than you are right now!

-->At this, Attitude Adjuster and OOWF Iron Man DDT Champion #Heel Cowboy Johnny Adrenaline walk into view.

AA - I think I have a similar hot streak simpleton.

CC - I was referring to actual talent on this roster

AA - Something you haven't counted as in a very long time

CC - Screw you man

-->Scott takes a step toward AA, but in a split second #HCJA has gotten between the two and threatens to attack Scott. Honcho steps in before it gets ugly.

HW - Now guys, as much as I love a good fight, I can't have this. I cant see my manager getting hurt.

CC - Thank you

AA - He was talking about me

HW - I was talking about both of you, I rely on the knowledge I get from both of you guys. However, I rely on Scott a little bit more. He's been with me since day one, and he's a good personal friend of mine.

AA - This is getting too sedimentary for me...and you are my protege anyways

CC - Sedimentary? Like the rock?

HW - Look, I got to get mentally ready for this championship opportunity. I was not even close the last time and I got annihilated. This is my chance.

AA - Whats that *leans over to #HCJA*. Wow, he must really like you, Johnny says he wishes you good luck this weekend.

HW - Well, the same goes to you guys for your matches. Would be pretty cool to have the OOWF Onslaught Champion and the Iron Man DDT Champion on the same team.

AA - That does sound good, lets make it happen.

-->Honcho goes to shake AA's hand, but at the last second, AA removes his hand and #Heel Cowboy Johnny Adrenaline's hand in there. He walks off, and for the first time in a while, the cutout is not staring down CC Scott.

CC - I'm willing to work with him is he tones it down.

HW - Good, I like having both of you in my corner

CC - Actually, he would argue there are three of us.

HW - Oh, you are right.

CC - You know what I just realized, you are a one time champion

HW - You mean my OOWF Iron Man DDT Championship reign of 37 seconds?

CC - Yeah, at least you can say you are a champion.

HW - Thats pretty weak in my opinion.

CC - Whatever, lets go straight to the video room, we have work to do!

-->Scott and Honcho walk off the camera and converse about something that is not heard as the camera fades




FADE

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~~~ Firewoman is… wherever she usually is. Lucky comes running up to her, out of breath ~~~

Lucky: Come quick! It’s Chad… I think Moose got to him!

Fire: What?

Lucky: Come on!

~~~ Lucky drags her out of whatever room she was in. They race down The Hallway ™ and out the double doors at the end. They find Chad Madison in the back of an ambulance, his face a bloody mess. Fire and Lucky jump in the back and she leans over ~~~

Fire: Chad, what happened?? Are you OK? Who did this to you?

~~~Suddenly, the Ambulance lurches forward. Lucky closes the doors and Chad sits up and smiles.

Fire: What… What’s going on? Where are we going?

Chad: Sorry toots, had to be done.

Fire: You’re Alright? What?… Why?.. Where are we going? Let me out of this thing!

~~~ She begins to thrash around a bit, Chad and Lucky manage to restrain her. She stops moving eventually. Chad loosens his grip on her. Bad move. He gets popped in the mouth. ~~~

Chad: Ow! Will you listen for a minute?

Fire: Why?

Chad: I’m asking you to?

Fire: Fine. One second.

Chad: We set this up for your own safety

Fire: We? Who the fuck else is in on this?

Lucky: Well, Zane’s driving…

Fire: And you?

Lucky: I….. It; wasn;t my idea, but I made sure your bags were packed

Fire: They’re ALWAYS packed

Lucky: … And loaded before we left.

Chad: Listen, this was my idea. You can hate me if you want.

Fire: I’m getting there real quick

Chad: Zane and I really want you to be focused and … not beaten up backstage for our PPV Campeonas match.

Fire: What’s THAT supposed to mean?

Chad: It means…. Look, I know the thing with Moose and Eco is not going away. And that they’re IN the match. But you said it yourself a while back, It’s been a while since you were a champion, and Zane and I are serious about putting a dent in the New Guard’s armor. We need you healthy, mentally and physically, for Sunday.

Lucky: Dr. Freedman signed off on this, well.. not the tricking you part, but the keeping you away from the arena and training with your teammates part.

Fire: Fine. Whatever. Where is Zane?

Lucky: He’s Driving. Bridgette’s already there.

Chad: It’ll be fine. We have something set up for training, and accommodations for everyone for the next couple days.

Fire: I should call Alex.

Lucky: I sent him a text. He’s not going to like it, I know.

Chad: …. But face it, he doesn’t like me anyway. Plus, he’s one of our opponents. He’ll be busy with The Hawaii’ans

Fire: This had better work, Cowboy

Chad: yes Ma’am

~~~ He smiles and we fade… ~~~

[BookerShark]

We come up in the Destroyatorium. It is surprisingly not a disaster zone, but it is also not set up to normal standards, almost as if it was not the focus of this promo, and that we were instead intended to pay closer attention to the characters involved instead of the location....

Lobo: You are getting kind of wordy there voice over guy.

VOG: My bad, I've just wanted to do my job so much these last couple of days, and I just couldn't.

Lobo: I know my friend, and I understand, but just set the scene.

VOG: I'm on it.

We come up in the Destroyatorium. DDT, OBJ and ELS sit at a table as Shotglass glares across from them. He growls slightly, but no one moves.

OBJ: (belches) That's Australian for Is this our pre PPV pep talk?

DVD: (from off screen) What? Of course not, what do you think we are, OO?

Vic walks into the scene and sits down patting Shotglass on the head. He drops several folders down on the table.

DVD: Bad news all around.

OBJ, DDT and ELS exchange confused looks.

Lobo: What is the bad news.

DVD: We really have been given the short end of the stick at Dance of Death.

Danny motions for Vic to continue.

DVD: Danny, you know how you have been dying to get your hands on Evans?

Danny nods his head in agreement.

DVD: Well too bad, you get a world title shot.

Danny kinda shrugs his shoulders and makes motions to indicate that it's not a horrible thing to have.

DVD: Other than Fulton, you also have Folz and Ricky Soaring Eagle. That means that you have two New Guarders ready to put you out for good combined with another guy that is ready to do that to damn near anyone he meets. Your back is against the wall in this one. Everyone will be looking to hurt you. Don't drop your guard for an instant.

Danny gets an extremely somber look on his face and nods.

DVD: Lobo, you have an IC shot, so you could in theory get your hands on Evans. However Psykle and Mai are both in this match as well. Now Psykle seems to genuinely be making the efforts to integrate himself into the locker room, but it can be hard to fully remove the negative aspects of a brainwashing regime, so don't take him lightly. As for Mai, she is Eco's sister, and she may be batshit insane, so you don't have an easy time. If you do get a shot at Evans.....

Lobo: I take it and show the New Guard that they are not the only "young" stars looking to make an impact.

DVD: Could not have put it better myself. Jack, I don't know what the plan is, but you are in a DDT match.

Jack: When has that become a PPV defended belt.

DVD: Whenever we need it to be apparently. Anyways, It's you, Sharkov, Sane, AA, and Cardboard Johnny.

Jack: Damn, I need to promo more.

DVD: That you do. Regardless, this is a chance to put a belt back on the D&D shelf, so do what you can. In the end this PPV will not be an easy night for any of us, but I believe we can prove that we are more than ready to step up to the plate. Dance of Death is not the easy PPV to walk away victorious, so let's not half ass it okay?

All three men nod in agreement before getting up and heading off to train. Vic looks directly into the INC.

DVD: New Guard, we are coming for you, don't ever forget that, not even for a second.

FADE

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<Alexander Darling is storming down the hallway, sledgehammer in hand, when Ghosthead steps out of the shadows and stands defiantly in front of him, arms folded across his chest>

AD: Move

GH: ...

AD: My fight is not with you, move out of the way, or you become a victim

<Ghosthead stands defiantly Alex snarls and starts toward him, then stops as if realizing something, and turns around, but it is too late, Moose BURIES HDB in Alex's ribs. Alex hits the floor, gasping for air while Eco wails on him with the kendo stick. Moose grabs Alex by the back of his head and pulls his head back and rakes HDB across his forehead, drawing a whole lot of blood. Eco pulls Alex up and holds him, Moose NAILS him with a HEARTPUNCH! Alex drops to his knees, Eco grabs HDB and winds up for the kill shot, when The New Guard walk around the corner. Moose and Eco look at them, then decide that 2 on 1 when it is not in their favor, is not such a good idea. Eco lets go of Alex and he falls to the floor barely conscious, holding his ribs and gasping for breath and Moose, Eco and Ghost walk away. Chris Evans kneels next to Alex and looks at the fallen former world champion>

CE: Let's get one thing straight you unbelievable piece of shit. We didn't save your stupid ass because we give the slightest bit of shit about you. We saved you because you are teaming with OUR brothers, OUR Wolves, Kai and Aina. If you weren't? We would have been just as happy watching Eco, Moose and Ghost destroy you.

<Evans spits in Alex's face and gets to his feet, the New Guard turn and walk away without another word>

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Cut to Jaime McAllister and Matt Folz standing in front of an OOfficial OOWF promo banner.

JM: Matt, it's been weeks since your last promo, why is that?

MF: Because I'll think of a great or at least OK promo late at night, go to OO to post it, OO won't load and I'll forget to go into Word and write it down?

Cut to Kayfabe glaring.

MF: Fine, fine, what was the question again?

JM: Why haven't you cut a promo lately?

MF: Because those who hold the gold make the rules. This Sunday marks 3 months since the group expanded and guess what? We STILL hold every major title in this company. World Title? New Guard. Intercontinental Title? New Guard. Onslaught Title? New Guard. Tag Titles? New Guard. 2/3 of the Trios Titles? New Guard. 3 months and not a single wrestler in this company has had the ability to step up and change that. So everyone in this company should stop worrying about how much we promo and try to stop us. We are the New Guard, this is Our time, and God have mercy on those who get in our way.

JM: You know that dosen't actually explain why YOU haven't promo'd right? You're the only one in the New Guard without a title. Although that could change this Sunday as you face OOWF World Champion Stan Fulton, Ricky Soaring Eagle and Dynamite Danny Taylor in a 4 way match for the world title. What are your thoughts going into that match?

MF: Clearly in my role of Enforcer, I will help Stan clear the ring and then lay down for him.

JM(Looking shocked): Surely you can't be serious.

MF: Don't call me Shirley, but no you're right of course, I'm not serious. Let's be honest, Stan and I are clearly the two most talented wrestlers in this match. It's going to come down to us one on one, may the best man win. I don't want it any other way and I'm sure Stan dosen't either.

JM: Any prediction for the match?

MF: No, not going to be cocky and guarantee victory, never worked for me in the past. If I lose I'll be pissed, of course. Don't get me wrong, I want to be and will be World Champion some day. But if I do lose, I'll accept the fact that Stan was just a little better that night, shake his hand and we'll move on. The important thing is that Sunday night all the titles in this company ARE staying in the New Guard, trust me on that.

Fade

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Firewoman is LEAVING~! the undisclosed location. Chad sees her and intercepts her at the door.

CM: Whoa there, toots.

FW: Call me that one more time.

CM: Where are you going?

FW: Did you see OOWF-TV? Alex is being attacked, I need to go and--

CM: Fire...I know this is new for you, but think logically.

FW: Huh?

CM: I saw the same thing...it's basically over, right? New Guard showed up and outnumbered Saints of Sinners.

FW: So?

CM: So what is there for you to do?

FW: ...

CM: Well?

FW: ...but....

CM: Exactly. Hawaiians have his back, and Ash and Spence will take care if him if he needs some TLC, and yes, I know, your TLC is 'special' and nothing can take its place, but...look, quit pouting. Lucky has gone to check on things.

FW: Fine. But I'm not happy about it.

CM: DUly noted.

He puts his arm around her shoulder and leans in and whispers.

CM: I know you're worried. If there were serious issues, we'd all go back, okay?

FW: Fine.

He turns her around and they walk back towards the training area.

CM: I do have one question.

FW: Uh huh.

CM: Ghosthead. He said a lot of stuff about you.

FW: So?

CM: You didn't know him in Japan?

FW: No.

CM: So what was he talking about them.

FW: *shrug* I don't know. I figured he was just talking.

CM: Yeah, well...just watch him.

FW: Are you psychic now, cowboy?

CM: Sure. Like, just right now, I know you're thinking about...leather chaps.

FW: I am.

CM: You are. Not just that...wait...it's coming to me...."wearing leather chaps."

FW: Uh huh...who is wearing these chaps?

They've gotten back to the training area, where Zane is staring down at them from the ring.

ZM: HEY! You guys going to train or not?

FW: Ya vol, herr Kommandant.

CM: Right...we're ready.

Scene fades as Chad and Fire climb into the ring.

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~~~ Still at the Undisclosed Location, Chad, Zane and Firewoman are hard at work in the ring. Bridgette appears at ringside ~~~

Bridgette: Chad, don't lean so far back with that hold. You're leaving your left side open for a reversal.

~~~ As if on cue, Zane reverses Chad and sends him crashing to the mat. ~~~

Chad: Ow. That sucked.

Zane: Good eye babe. Why are you her so early? I said we'd be done in a couple hours.

Bridgette: I just got a text from Selena, You three owe a promo.

Chad: Again, we were just in the last one!

Firewoman: And no one likes back to back promos from the same people.

~~~ All four of them turn their heads and stare at the ninja cam ~~~

Bridgette: Sorry, can't be avoided. I've got the mic here.

Zane: Fine. At least this time we'll have an interviewer Chad won't hit on.

Chad: Wanna bet?

Zane: Yes

Firewoman: Yes

Bridgette: Yes

Chad: ............. Ok then.

~~~ They climb bout and assume a team-like pose beside Bridgette ~~~

Chad: So, it's finally here. Dance of Death. Hell Michigan (Loud Pop) Alexander Darling and The Flyin' Hawaii'ans put the Campeonas de Trios on the line against 3 different teams.

Zane: What you have here is the team to beat. 36 Championships. More importantly, 8 Trios reigns between us. Alex and The Hawaii'ans are not on the same page. Moose, Eco and Ghosthead will be out for blood, not a win. and Davin, LD and Stank won't be as cohesive a unit as We are.

Firewoman: There are so many stories to talk about in this match it would make your head spin. My Brother, My Husband, My Worst enemy, you name it. But These guys have reminded me of one thing. It's been WAY too long since I had a belt.... err, Championship around my waist. That changes at Dance of Death.

Chad: (reaches down and grabs his cowboy hat) So y'all c'mon down n watch, we're gonna saddle up and bust a few bronc's, do a lil' branding if we hafta, n the lil lady here's gonna git her championship. We're headin' ta Michigan and the three of us are gonna Ride Cowboy Ride!

Firewoman: And that totally sparkles with us.

Bridgette: Good enough. I'll make sure Selena gets that. You three get back to work.

~~~ She heads out. Zane turns to Chad as they re-enter the ring ~~~

Zane: Why do you keep doing that? Why do we need a name? We've never even discussed it.

Firewoman: It's not bad.

Chad: See? I have good ideas sometimes

Zane: Oh shut up. Let's work on that timing for the Double Dropkick Device again.

~~~ Fade ~~~

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We find Psykle sitting at Ric’s eating. Iron Stevie is running around in circles pretending to fly & making appropriate noises. Ricky Soaring Eagle approaches him.

“So you decided to let me help you. I’m glad to hear that. Have a seat.”

Ricky stands

“I should tear your face off your fucking head for being at ringside for my match last week. If it weren’t for you, I would be World Champ right now. I want you to leave me the hell alone. “

“Listen, I didn’t cost you anything. You lost focus, like you seem to always do. Seriously, I can help you.”

“I don’t want your DAMN HELP! Go bother someone else!”

“I get that, but as someone who has a checkered past like you, I get it. I’ve killed a man also. I’ve been there. I know your rage. You should listen to me.”

“You GET nothing. You know why I did what I did in Reno? It wasn’t some sense of right and wrong. It wasn’t some noble cause. I wasn’t rescuing a damsel in distress. My ‘Rage’ as you call it didn’t get the best of me. It was money. Pure and simple. I don’t regret a thing.”

“Ricky, you and I are so alike…”

“…. SHUT UP! I don’t know who the fuck you think you are trying to counsel me. What have you ever done? You’ve had ZERO success in this company. Jesus Piledriving Christ, if I’m going to take advice from someone around here, it sure as fuck won’t be YOU”

Ricky slams the table with his fist. Just then, Iron Stevie comes running by. Without missing a beat, Ricky reaches behind him, and then CLOBBERS Stevie with a Tire iron! Stevie goes down in a heap. Ricky looks back at Psykle, who has gotten to his feet.

“Now. Shut the fuck up. I have a title match to prepare for. I’m going out there Sunday and I’ll be making three other people hurt. I’ll be making three other people bleed. I’ll be making three other people pay for your interfering in my business. YOU GET THAT! Their blood is on YOUR HANDS! If I decide I want to play superheroes, I’ll let you know. Tell your boy here he is lucky. The next time you piss me off, he won’t get away so lightly. Next time, He will

FEEL

MY

PAIN!! “

Ricky Storms off screen. Psykle kneels to check on Stevie and we fade to black

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The crowd is in the arena looking restless and quite unhappy. The lights are down and there's a rumble within the crowd. Suddenly "Blow" by Ke$ha hits as the lights come up.
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Images of GM Selena come up on the screen as confetti cannons blast during the chorus. Finally GM Selena comes onto the stage followed by a few lawyers and Stan Fulton, Chris Evans, The Flyin' Hawai'ians, and J-P Sparxx; the Champions of OOWF. Selena looks PISSED!

Selena leads them all to the ring. The lawyers climb the apron and hold the ropes for her. No posing or waving to the crowd as usual. The Champions surround the ring. Selena is handed a microphone.

GMSa-T: First off, I'd like to apologize to all of you who came here to Hell, Michigan tonight for the Pay-Per-View. Due to unforeseen circumstances, the show could not go on. Instead, Dance of Death 8 will take place on Wednesday, February 1st. All of you in attendance will get back in for free as well as receive a $50 gift card at www.cafepress.com/oowfshirts. All fans that bought the Pay-Per-View will be able to view it on Wednesday at no additional cost, plus will receive a half off discount for our next Pay-Per-View.

As for Midweek Mayhem, there will be a special, Super Bowl Weekend addition of Midweek Mayhem on actual network TV! It will feature the first round of the OOWF Invitational! So, check local listings!

Crowd cheers.

GMSa-T: Now, as for tonight... Tech Crew! Get out here NOW!

After a few moments, a number of men wearing headsets come out onto the stage.

GMSa-T: Loser in charge, get in this ring, NOW!

One of the men, who happens to look a lot like former GMTheRick, comes to the ring and climbs in.

GMSa-T: What's your name?

Tech: It's Rick.

GMSa-T: Of course it is. Who actually hired you?

TechRick: The Board.

GMSa-T: Of course they did. Would you say you suck at your job?

TechRick: Well, this is one unfortun...

GMSa-T: Yes, you clearly suck at your job, do you realize how much you cost the OOWF tonight?

TechRick: Um...a lot?

Selena looks back to one of the lawyers.

GMSa-T: A lot, right?

The lawyer mouths "oh yeah".

GMSa-T: Okay Rick, since you're clearly in over your head here, you know what I hafta do.

TechRick: Am I fired?

GMSa-T: Oh, you're totally fired. But there's more.

TechRick starts to look around nervously.

GMSa-T: We're not like some other wrestling organizations. I'm not gonna sue you. I'm not gonna make you kiss my butt...although you look like you haven't seen a girl naked in a few years and you might enjoy that. No, we're gonna be all civilized like. I'm gonna let you leave the arena with no threat of any future issues from us. Sound good?

TechRick: Yes.

GMSa-T: Yes what?

TechRick: Yes...ma'am?

GMSa-T: Dude, I'm only nineteen. Don't call me ma'am.

TechRick: Sorry?

GMSa-T: The only thing I ask of you Rick, as a former employee of the OOWF, who I assume at least at one point loved your job, is to...

Selena looks back at the lawyers.

GMSa-T: Our insurance will cover this, right?

They nod.

GMSa-T: ...to die good.

TechRick: ...die good?

TechRick didn't realize Aina had slid in the ring behind him. Aina grabs him by the waist as Kai slides in the other side of the ring behind Selena. Aina tosses TechRick into the air...

MOLOKA'I COCKTAIL!

The Flayin' Hawai'ians pose over TechRick's prone body as Selena applauds in a corner. Chris Evans slides into the ring. He picks up TechRick and delivers the CANADIAN CRASH!

Evans plants TechRick near the corner. J-P Sparxx begins to climb the turnbuckle from outside the ring. He gets to the top, brushes off his shoulders and does a D-X style crotch chop before delivering the OMG 630 Splash!

Sparxx rolls off TechRick, who's clearly dead and poses to the crowd as they cheer the New Guard for the first time. Then, Stan Fulton climbs into the ring. He heads to the same corner Sparxx just came off of. Fulton climbs up to the second turnbuckle...

CRUSHER!

Fulton looks over TechRick's body from his knees. Selena has apparently seen enough as she rolls out of the ring, leading her Champions to the back as EMT's rush the ring. As she passes by the horrified tech crew...

GMSa-T: Smile for the cameras boys! DO NOT screw up again!

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As techRick lies motionless in the middle of the ring, Matt Folz suddenly comes rushing in. Picking the defensless technician up, setting him up on the top rope.........LAMBEAU LEAP. Folz gets up, smiles at his New Guard brothers and says "Couldn't let you guys have all the fun". High fiving them, as he takes a long look at the World title belt around Stan's waist while we........ FADE

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We see an ornate gothic church, a funereal party are entering as some worthy is committed to his eternal rest, surrounded by his sombre suited peers, stoic family and grieving children. The funereal party move up the nave and we see an incongruous presence at the back of the church – Firechild is lounging across the rear pews, feet on the row in front in a most relaxed fashion. The ninja camera meets his gaze – which is far from relaxed.

FC: Death. It concentrates the mind.

The priest begins his sermon and Firechild rolls his eyes and gets up, leaving the church with his long leather coat flapping behind him as he strides into the rain. He walks into the graveyard and between some of the ornate tombs, pausing at the point where the grand mausoleums of the rich give way to the modest stones of the poor…

FC: The thing is, it comes down to two things. Belief, and what you leave behind.

This isn’t a good time of year for me and I’m compelled to think of the people and opportunities I’ve lost. That makes me think about my mortality but also my legacy. I returned to the OOWF to build something worth remembering and I can’t help but feel that my relatively celebrated career is so much dust if I can’t be remembered amongst the very, very best.

The question is, do I want to be remembered like this (he motions back towards the church and the grand tombs), celebrated forever or like this (motions towards the other graves) remembered fondly for a while, by a few until they too fade away?

He walks away up the hill overlooking the church, to where a shallow grave has been dug in the increasingly muddy soil.

FC: It seems that in order to cement my legacy, I’m going to have to win everything I have before again and then take the world title from whichever poor soul holds it when I get there. At the moment that puts me on a collision course with the New Guard and that’s fine with me.

At Dance of Death, I face JP Sparxx, Honcho Williams and Rabbit Mask for the Onslaught title, a belt I made great. I’ve got nothing greatly personal against any of these guys – yet, but I simply can’t allow a bad hip hop stereotype, the flunky of a comedy act and a guy who’s career highlight was tagging with a girl to get in my way.

Guys, don’t think I’m looking past you because I want the world title, at the end of the day that’s what were all here for. Remember this, I’m looking THROUGH you.

This is all about what I leave behind when I’m done with the OOWF, but what also matters is my belief. My belief is that I’m the best technical wrestler, the best flier, the best damn brawler and the most unflinching practitioner of the hardcore arts to ever compete in this company. I intend to prove that by carving my way through this roster in such a way that makes my first run look like a PG rated Anime cartoon.

That starts at Dance of Death, where I challenge for my third reign as OOWF Onslaught Champion. The nature of that division means that ultra-violence and career ending injury is less than usual, but I’ve found a way before and if I have to break arms to win that title and get one step closer to the top of the tree, you had better believe I’ll do it.

JP, Honcho, Rabbit. This is a courteous warning from someone who bears you no especial ill will. I want the Onslaught Title, because it brings me closer to the World title, and I’m willing to put someone in the ground for it. The question is, are you willing to go into the ground to stop me?

If anyone gets in my way of advancing to the top of the OOWF, I will bury you. If you still want to try and stop me…

So be it.

Firechild smiles as a lightning strikes hits the church behind him, framing him in light and leaving his face in shadow…

[BookerShark]

SFJ April is holding a mic all good like she normally does. She's begins to read from a card.

April: I'm here because time has been requested by...do I have to read this verbatim?

Voice from the side: READ DA DAMN CARD YO!

April: ...requested by the phenomenal and sex-tastic J-P Sparxx.

J-P struts into the shot.

J-PS: A'ight listen up, yo. Last week, dis foo' Firechild said sum things I can't let go, knowwhatI'msayin'. Yo damn ass said I be a stereotype an' shit. Nah man, ya gots it all wrong. I'm da original, ya dig? Ev'ryone copyin' me. Maybe ya needs to look at yoself in da mirror 'cuz it's you dat's lackin' Ya wanna be all creepy an' spooky an' shit. Dat's been done, yo. By better chumps dan you, knowwhatI'msayin'. Speakin' of, ya wanna talk 'bout stereotypes? Yo ol' vet ass comes crawlin' back in here an' actin' like you entitled to ma belt an' we New Guard are nothin'? Sounds familiar yo. Ya went Old Guard real quick like. So, Firechild...what kinda name is dat? Firechild? Ya wanna be Firewoman's baby? Child Please. Ya talk yo shit an' guess who walked outta dat ring champ? Me. The Spark. Now we gots dis fo' way dance dat was s'posed ta happen on Sunday but now it'll be Wednesday. Dat a'ight. Just gives me mo' time to be awesome. And if you, or Hippity Hop or Honcho Concho thinks ya'll gon' take ma belt? Child Please.

[BookerShark]

**SFJ#47 is with L.D. Williams.**

SFJ#47: “L.D., Wednesday night you, Davin Moreland and Stank will be challenging for the Campeonas de Trios Championship in a huge match. Your thoughts?”

LDW: “Allies, team mates, friends, family, rivals, enemies, Run DEA, The Five - this match has it all. And regardless of Stank’s unwillingness to dress like Iceman Parsons Wednesday night we will be like the Freebirds. No matter how it looks on paper, no matter what our detractors say, when all is said and done, we will win.

People like to talk about Moosehead Jack and Ecosystem and now Ghosthead, and how dark and sick and twisted they are. People like to talk about the Flyin’ Hawai’ians and Alexander Darling and how committed they are to each other and to winning. People like to talk about Ride Cowboy Ride and how badly they want championships - how they are measuring sticks. People don’t have much to say about Stank, L.D. Williams and Davin Moreland.

But when you stop and think about it…

…No fancy name…no cute gimmick… but more tag team titles than the Hawai’ians and Texpress together…More singles titles than all nine of our opponents combined…Davin Moreland - The Greatest Of All Time…Stank - not just a man, not just Mr. Mann, but THE MAN…and L.D. Williams - I’ve said it before, and laugh if you will, but I AM the OOWF.

Wednesday night, nine wrestlers will step into our ring. Nine wrestlers will fall. And the Campeonas de Trios - and the OOWF, will belong to us.”

<fade>

[BookerShark]

*Stank is standing outside of the Dam Site Inn in Hell Michigan. Ghosthead pulls up and parks in front of Stank and exits his vehicle.*

Stank - Jared.

*Ghosthead walks up to his brother, his expression hidden behind a pair of mirrored sunglasses draped by his white dreadlocks no facepaint.*

GH - Lucas.

Stank - You wanted see me?

GH - We need to talk.

Stank - So talk.

GH - Ride with me.

Stank - Where are we going?

GH - Nowhere in particular.

Stank - If you're thinking a ride in your car will elude the INC's I hate to break it to you... they're very good at their job.

GH - I do not care about them.

Stank - Okay.

*Stank pushes off the wall he was leaning on and joins Ghosthead in his car. Ghosthead pulls out of the parking lot and heads down the street. Soon the Mann brothers find themselves cruising along on a country road. Nothing has been said by either of them since they left. Finally Stank speaks.*

Stank - What's on your mind, Jared?

GH - I have... had a... premonition.

Stank - Yeah the Blood Moon crap, right?

GH - It is not crap... and I do not speak of the Blood Moon.

Stank - What then?

GH - It's about you.

Stank - What about me?

GH - You and I will be opponents at Mayhem.

Stank - So? We've competed against each other before?

GH -

Stank -

GH -

Stank - What's wrong?

GH -

Stank - Gotdammit Jared, talk to me.

GH - Forget it.

*This pisses Stank off to no end. He balls up his fists, and presses them down hard against the dashboard, in an effort to supress his anger.*

Stank - For fuck's sake Jared! Why do you ALWAYS do this! Ever since you were little! You HAVE something to say gotdammit just SAY IT!

GH - It occurs to me that my saying anything might do more harm than good.

Stank - AND you COULDN'T get this revelation BEFORE we went out on this little road trip?

GH - Let me ask you something else then?

Stank - Shoot.

GH - Alexander Darling.

Stank - *groan*

GH - What's his deal?

Stank - What's his DEAL?

GH - Yes.

Stank - What are you asking me?

GH - Does he strike you as being particularly naive?

Stank - In many, many, ways. Why do you ask?

GH - Because he interfered in my sanctioned match with Firewoman.

Stank - Firewoman is his wife.

GH - That does not make her his property.

Stank - Lisa would agree.

GH - Do not call her that.

Stank - Excuse you?

GH - Your friendship with the Firewoman has only contributed to the problem.

Stank - Wha- Who- Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?

GH - Blood Moon rises Lucas.

Stank - Okay Ghosthead. Put Jared back on the phone.

GH - As much as you might hate Alex you and he share the same ignorance.

Stank - Jared... I have known both Lisa and Alex a HELL of a lot longer than you. I don't know what this Blood Moon rises shit is all about. I don't know how you have it connected to Lisa... but let me tell you this. Lisa is a warrior-

GH - She should be.

Stank - What? Don't interrupt. You seem to be developing something of an obsession with her and I don't know if that has to do with your association with Moose or Juni or what? But let me make one thing clear... You are not pulling me into this business with The Darlings and The Quinns, or any combination thereof and if I were you I'd stay out of it.

GH - Unfortunately my role is set in the events to play out ahead.

Stank - Don't say I didn't warn you.

GH - Then I change my mind.

Stank - Huh?

GH - About what I wanted to talk to you about earlier.

Stank - Okay.

GH - Let me warn you.

*Ghosthead suddenly pulls the car over to the side of the road. He then exits and walks across the street, through a grassy embankment, and stands at the edge of Hell Creek out of earshot of the INCs. Stank joins him a few moments later and Ghosthead talks. We see the expression on Stanks face soften, then etched in confusion, then anger. He gesticulates broadly as he addresses whatever it was Ghosthead had to say. Ghosthead stands there looking up at his brother. He remains stoic, his expression unreadable behind his mirrored sunglasses. After a few moments, Stank finishes whatever it is he has to say as Ghosthead stares down at his brother's feet. There is silence for a full minute, save for the flow of water from Hell's Creek. Finally Ghosthead looks up at his brother and shakes his head "no". He says two words and we see Stank repeat the words. It looks like from what the camera's pick up, Stank mouthed the words "New Guard". Ghosthead puts his hands in his coat pockets and turns back toward the car. He makes his way back across the street and gets in. Stank joins him a minute later. Ghosthead does a U-Turn and steers the car back toward the town of Hell.*

Stank - That doesn't mean anything.

GH -

Stank - I'm still going to kick your ass Wednesday.

GH - I expect nothing different.

Stank -

[BookerShark]

Cut to Ninja Cameraman shot into a darkened room. Firechild is barely visible, sitting down on a chair with a black hoodie on, hood up his head in his hands.

He raises his head and his face is clearly visible in the camera lights, his features evidently wracked with rage and a degree of regret.

FC: JP-Sparxx. You may talk like the bastard child of a Tennesse Williams character and Will Smith circa "the Fresh Prince" and you may be quite hilariously wrong on a few counts, but some of what you say is definately true.

I made a mistake when I thought I could return to the OOWF and try to pick up as if nothing had changed. Pehaps, I need to change too.

If that's what it takes to acheive what I want... what I NEED to do here...

So be it.

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Fade to Black

[BookerShark]

Typical American workmanship. Some internet webpage goes down, and the whole world comes to a screeching halt. I tell you, If Russia was in charge, this would not happen! SO now the show is tomorrow. We shall see. Comrade Sharkoff has been fed this line of borscht before. I left Stupid PHWF when it happened.

And what match do I have tomorrow? Challenging Fulton Crusher for his title? NYET! I am in comedy match with cardboard. Meanwhile, friends of the champion get in the match, along with new guy who has not beaten the champ. Who has a win over the champ you ask? COMRADE SHARKOFF DOES!

I will not be contented to fight for stupid DDT title. I have been Champion od the DDT Ironman many times. It means nothing! I will hurt everyone in match and then win every Title in the Double-O-F! That's right! I will beat Lionheart Chris, and PJ Sparky and win all the titles, take them home to Mother Russia and be regarded as a HERO! CCCP Number #1 Comrade Sharkoff Number #1!!

[BookerShark]

*Darling Locker Room*

Alex is watching video with Aina while Kai sits at a desk is skyping with Alexis as she recovers. They seem to be mostly in good moods and even Alex and Aina are joking around a bit as they watch tape of LD, Davin, and Stank at the moment. As they continue to watch, the door slowly opens and Lucky tries to sneak into the room and get some of Firewoman's belongings, but he's not sneaky enough and Alex turns and sees him.

Kai: Shit Lexie, gotta go.

Kai and Aina are both a step too slow as Alex jumps across the couch and grabs Lucky around the throat and slams him into the wall.

Aina: Brah, he's not the enemy. You don't wanna do this.

Alex doesn't seem to hear Aina as he squeezes a little bit harder. Kai and Aina are trying to remove Alexander's hand but he has a death grip around Lucky's throat.

Alexander: I'm going to ask this once and I'm going to ask it slowly so you understand. Why?

Alex lets go but pushes Lucky against the wall to make sure he knows he's not moving.

Lucky: Lis *sees Alex glaring* Fire's been a little down because it's been so long since she had a title and Chad and Bridgette and even Zane realized that if she stuck around here all week, she wouldn't be focused...

Alexander: Let me see if I understanding this clearly. You think Fire possibly winning a title is more important that what could have happened to her mental state had something happened to me when I went after Moose and Eco. What if they finally succeeded in taking me out...how the fuck do you think Fire would react to that? *takes a deep breath*

Alex starts to walk away and give Lucky some breathing room as he continues...

I know you're not stupid Lucky, so think about this as well...Fire's been kidnapped before. Multiple times and even on her best days she has trouble getting comfortable on the road, so for you...even if you thought it was in her best interests to avoid things here, had to know there are better ways to have done it. And she barely sleeps here and that's only after months of finding a routine that works for her. How do you think she's going to sleep wherever she is?

Lucky: I didn't think of that really. I just figured Chad would take care...oh shit

Kai and Aina both look at Lucky like he's a blithering idiot and Alex slowly turns back around and grabs Lucky before he can escape through through the door. Alex quickly lifts Lucky up and Kai slides the laptop out of the way...CRUCIFIX BOMB through the desk. As Lucky crashes through the table Alex drops down with him...

Alexander: [/i]Learn your place boy.[/i]

Alex motions to Kai and Aina to enjoy the room as he walks out of the locker room, hood quickly placed back over his head, eyes down as he walks down the hall.

*Fade*

[BookerShark]

SFJ: Lionheart, tomorrow you go up against three competitors that would love nothing better than to stop the New Guard movement dead in its tracks by taking out the heart of the movement, and your Intercontinental championship as well.

Evans: Seriously? Where the fuck do they train you people at? You actually think that the movement would stop because I lose a match? Well, sorry to disappoint you, sweet-cheeks, but you can’t get rid of us that easily.

SFJ: Okay, but what about your competitors?

E: I figure you want me to do your job for you as well, huh? Well, I’m in a bit of a charitable mood right now, so I’ll grace you with my presence for now.

When I first decided to start this following of mine, I had a few names in mind. Aside from Folz, there was one name that I had on the top of my list. That name: Mai Muyo. I stated that I wanted to get back at Eco for breaking her leg and putting her out of action, and what’s the first thing that she does on her return? She comes right after my Intercontinental Championship? That’s fucking gratitude for ya. I mean, I know that mentally, Mai is basically the fusion of Juni and a Comic-Con convention gone horribly wrong, but I figured she’d actually know better than to turn down such a golden opportunity.

And speaking of blowing a golden opportunity, Psykle is another one that disappoints me. He had the chance to join us after he kicked Genius to the curb, and to try to actually do something worthwhile. And instead, what does he do? Huh? He tries to fit in with the rest of the Old Guard and the pandering ass-kissers, trying to be part of the status quo around here. But I'm not worried about them. After tomorrow,they'll go back to their lives of mediocrity, never knowing what it means to be a true champion.

SFJ: Um, aren’t you forgetting someone?

E: Huh?

SFJ: You forgot to mention Lobo.

E: Oh yeah, how could I possibly forget about that guy? I mean, what else can we possibly do to those Drink & Destroy guys? We destroyed their bar, Jewel assaulted their barmaid, hell I even kicked Taylor’s dog, and these guys still don’t come after us. So excuse me if I don’t tend to take someone like Lobo seriously. Again, another guy who I viewed as a potential addition to our esteemed group. Instead, he decides to give us that “Lone Wolf” bullshit, and then goes and sides with Drink & Destroy. Fucking hypocrite. You will learn one way or another, not to fuck with the New Guard. Cause this Wednesday, we’re gonna start cleaning up this shithole, and there’s not a damn thing that you will be able to do to stop us.

*fade to black*

[BookerShark]

*Ghosthead's wife Shannon opens up her laptop and finds herself at Online Onslaught.com. She clicks the link for tonight's pay per view precap.*

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ONLINE ONSLAUGHT
OOWF Dance of Death 8 Preview
February 1, 2012
by Rick Scaia
Exclusive to onlineonslaught.com


Rasslin' fans can look forward to tonight's Dance of Death 8 Pay-Per-View, which the OOWF always takes pride in presenting as one of its biggest jam packed shows of the year. In the year of our lord 2012 we expect the Jam Packiness should be no different.

Following this past Sunday's debacle, which I will admit no wrong doing - I'll overlook the OOWF carting out a "The ME" look-a-like as New Guard fodder for some misplaced "retribution"- it's pretty clear that the OOWF has still captured fans imaginations with regards to some of tonight's intriguing match ups... I'm not exactly sold on this card's overall depth, but in terms of Dance of Death serving up a little something special that we don't exactly see every day, I think OOWF has done a good job creating a Big Show Atmosphere.

Despite some trepidation I encourage everybody to check it out and it goes without saying that you need to be back here later when I post all the results/recap for you after the PPV concludes. Discussion/predictions/etc. will, of course, be on-going at all times tonight in the Forums, too.

But for the here, and now, let's just quickly run down the matches.

OOWF World Heavyweight Title Dance of Death[/u]
Stan Fulton vs. Danny Taylor vs. Matt Folz vs. Ricky Soaring Eagle

The New Guard put their stamp on the OOWF, about 3 months ago and haven't looked back since. They've been doing everything they can to make life hell for the established superstars of the OOWF (including a post match beatdown of the team of Davin Moreland, LD Williams and Stank). What's the ultimate goal for The New Guard? How exactly does their behavior threaten the very existence of OOWF? None of that's exactly clear, besides vague references to cleaning up this "shithole" but fans have bought into it, and the result is that how they will be stopped has been one of the hottest issues over the past 4 to 6 weeks.

It may turn out that the New Guard might combust from within as there has been some in-squabbling over who should lead and what direction the faction should go. The group consists of some pretty big egos and they all want respect. Each is vying for attention and now two of their members are in the World title match tonight, the current OOWF World Champion, Stan Fulton, and the only member of the New Guard without a title, Matt Folz. Personally I think the Flying Hawaiians should kick Alex Darling to the proverbial curb and bring Folz in as a better fit. Then again if Folz should win tonight and become World Champion that sets up all kinds of possibilities within the New Guard as they try to find their place as the elite of the OOWF. I think Danny Taylor is about two or three months away from being a credible World Champ, but would not hate a victory for him. It's been a while since the World Title has been in Drink & Destroy's camp and Taylor is the only credible member of that group who could concievably hold the World strap. I do not see Ricky Soaring Eagle winning tonight even though he has been on a tear since debuting.


OOWF Intercontinental Title Dance of Death[/u]
Chris Evans vs. El Lobo Sangriento vs. Psykle vs. Mai Muyo

Chris Evans has a storied history with the Intercontinental title that ties directly with The New Guard (and tonight's match) if the OOWF bothered to connect the dots. Lucky for you folks I will grace you with my attempt at weaving the tale for your edification and subsequent enjoyment.

Way back at Hell on Earth 6 Chris Evans defeated The Dead for his first IC title run. He promptly lost the title at the following PPV to none other than future New Guard member, Matt Folz. About four months later Ecosystem (Brother of Mai Muyo) lost all his marbles and stripped Matt Folz (and later every other champion) of his championship. It would take another future New Guard member (Stan Fulton) to right that wrong and take the IC championship. Judgment Eve 7 Chris Evans won the OOWF Intercontinental Title from his future partner and current World Champ. Stay with me... a couple of weeks later El Lobo Sangriento defeated Chris Evans in controversial fashion (in actuality the OOWF fucked up, but oh well) and Lobo found himself the new OOWF IC Champ. Later Selena stripped El Lobo of the title (because of the aforementioned fuck up) and declared Chris Evans IC champ. Evans has defended the title since then and now finds himself facing Lobo and Mai Muyo. "But Rick" you ask, "Psykle is in tonight match. Where does he fit in your story?" Well I'm not done polishing this turd. You see... it's a little known fact that none other than Genius IQ (Pyskle's former manager) was instrumental in getting the IC title stripped from Lobo in exchange for Chris allowing Pyskle to join The New Guard's begunning. That fell through when Psykle got rid of IQ, striking out on his own (and improving his career in my humble opinion) Psykle has been rebuffing the New Guard's attempts to recruit him ever since... so now we've come full circle. The only person I don't see having a shot at coming out of tonight's match with the title is Mai Muyo. If I had to pick a winner I think it might be time for Psykle to have a go with his first championship run in the OOWF. I know I've been hard on him in the past, but he has improved enough for me to buy into him being champ. Whee.


OOWF Onslaught Championship Dance of Death[/u]
JP Sparxx vs. Firechild vs. Rabbit Mask vs. Honcho Williams

No story here really. Just awesome workrate which I'm calling early as match of the night. There have been some words exchanged between Sparxx and Firechild with some minor New Guard and Old Guard implications, but who cares about that. I for one just wanna see these four go. Sparxx will likely retain by nefarious fashion. As long as it's not due to outside interference I will be happy.


OOWF Campeonas de Trios Dance of Death[/u]
Alexander Darling & The Flyin' Hawaiians vs. The Saints of Sinners & Ghosthead vs. Davin Moreland, Stank & LD Williams vs. Texpress & Firewoman

A lot of what has dominated the OOWF lately has been the interactions amongst all involved in this match. I won't attempt to retell the tale here as I did for the IC match, but suffice it to say that there is plenty of bad blood here to pass around. This match is the embodiment of three converging issues. The New Guard vs The Establishment, Darling/Quinn explosion, and Texpress trying to regain their mojo. Ghosthead has inserted himself into the midst of this fracas with recent attacks on Texpress and Firewoman, he also happens to be the brother of Stank who along with Moreland and Williams is looking to unseat The New Guard's hold on every title in the company. Texpress shares that goal, and at the same time may be looking for retribution against Ghosthead and are equally hated by Saints of Sinners. It's a quagmire of animosity and I predict there will be blood... buckets of blood. It doesn't look good for the Trios Champs to come away from this match with their titles. There is likely to be tag team championship implications as well since the Fyling Hawaiians currently hold those straps. In addition to plenty of bloodletting, I'd say Texpress and Firewoman are longshots to win. I don't think that fuckwad Moose or his partners care about winning the titles over causing as much carnage as possible. That leaves Davin, LD, and Stank or The Flying Hawaiians and Alex... it's a toss up between those two teams coming out the winners.


OOWF DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Title Dance of Death[/u]
#1 Heel Cardboard Cutout Johnny Adrenaline vs. Justin Sane vs. Comrade Sharkoff vs. Attitude Adjuster vs. Outback Jack

The rarely defended on Pay per view DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Title is up for grabs amongst four wrestlers who greatly entertain in ways not necessarily having to do with what they are capable of in the ring. I think, of the four, Sharkoff (For reasons he has made clear) and possibly Outback Jack have the most to complain about in regards to being put in what is essentially a comedy match, but I'm sure they will entertain no less. There may be a possible swerve in an Outback Jack heel turn, an idea that has been subtlely brewing in the form of occassional coaxing from Saints of Sinners, but who knows if the OOWF has been paying as much attention to that little bit of storytelling as I have?

Five matches on the docket and lots of intrigue. The top 4 contests should all be quite lengthy (the ring entrances alone will take 15 minutes for the Campeonas de Trios match), so maybe this show will indeed be jam packed. It not like this is the "E" where your hard earned money is spent watching PPV filler and fluff in the form of inane video packages of a single match from a future show.

I do believe that's all I got for today. I'll try to have a results/recap column up no more than 24 hours after the conclusion of tonight's event.


E-MAIL RICK SCAIA
BROWSE THE OO ARCHIVES
Rick Scaia is a wrestling fan from Dayton, OH and a former GM of the OOWF. He's been doing this since 1995, but enjoyed it best when the suckers from SportsLine were actually PAYING him to be a fan... fuck that GM of the OOWF noise.
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[BookerShark]

We come up in an OOWF training facility, We see Dynamite Danny Taylor, Outback Jack and two local workers in the ring. Danny is fending off the attack of one worker, as the other one is coming up on his left. Danny quickly grabs the first worker, and whips him into the second, and follows up with a big boot that takes both men down. Before he can do anything else, OBJ nails him from behind with a clubbing blow that drops him to the mat. OBJ stands tall above DDT.

OBJ: Okay mates take a breather.

The two local workers roll out of the ring, and Jack holds out his hand to help Danny up. Danny accepts and Jack pulls him to his feet.

OBJ: Multi man match, always no where all your opponents are at all times.

Danny nods in agreement, then motions for them to go again.

OBJ: Hold up mate, there's something I want to say.

Danny nods for him to continue.

OBJ: When Stank first left Drink and Destroy, me and Spin vowed to go on and not let it die. After what happened to Spin, I wasn't sure it was going to. Then DH came back and thought things would be okay, but he went on walkabout again.

Danny goes to interject, but OBJ cuts him off.

OBJ: The thing is, I have no worries that D&D will stay going strong. You, Vic, and Lobo, you are all good mates. I see you boys doing big things going forward. I won't lie, Drink and Destroy is not the same D&D it started as. It's not better, it's not worse, but it is it's own thing now.

Danny smiles.

OBJ: You boys have found a way to forge something new while still honoring what has come before. Something those dingoshits in the New Guard haven't been able to grasp. And...Well....I'm proud of yah Mate.

Danny clasps his shoulder in thanks. He then points to his eye, taps a finger on the side of his head, then points at Jack.

OBJ: Ahhh, stop mate you're gonna make me blush. (Belches) That's Australian for enough of the mushy stuff. We have matches to prepare for.

Danny nods in agreement as OBJ motions for the local workers to come back in the ring as we.

FADE

[BookerShark]

Firewoman and Texpress... I mean Ride Cowboy Ride roll into the arena just in the nick of time. Everyone is gathering backstage and getting ready for the show to start. Fire sees Alex across the room and after signalling to Chad and Zane, she goes up to him. He's kind of off by himself, sulking in the corner, emo-hoodie up.

FW: Hey.

AD: Hey.

FW: Where's Kai and Aina?

AD: They said something about catering.

FW: Oh.

AD: Did you have fun?

FW: Well training is always fun, but I know what you're insinuating. Nothing happened.

AD: So what if it did.

Fire starts to get angry, although she may already have been.

FW: Whatever. Look, after I take your title from you in the ring, you and I are going to have to sit down and have nice chat about the mishandling of my valet while I was gone.

AD: Mmmmm.

FW: Not to mention your attitude, lately.

AD: What are you talking about?

FW: Seriously? "Learn your place, boy?" You know who you sound like, right?

AD: Don't be ridiculous.

FW: No? Look in a mirror lately?

AD: I don't need your advice. You would do well to remember where you'd be without me.

FW: ....

AD: ....

FW: Fine. See you in the ring...Omar.

Firewoman stalks off. Alexander looks for a minute like he wants to go after her, but the moment passes and he goes back to being dark and brooding.