OOWF MidWeek Mayhem/OOWF Invitational Semi-Finals

[BookerShark]

Somewhere in the halls of the arena, the eccentric and always phenomenal J-P Sparxx grabs a camera to speak to his gazillions of fans.

J-PS: Ya see, dat's how it's done. People seem ta forget who's in charge 'round here. It ain't the Old Guard butty boys. It's da New Guard, or should I say Now Guard. We gots all da belts an' ev'ryone still wants ta talk trash an' say we suck an' we ain't shit and then try ta beat us down like pansies. Dat shit ain't happ'nin.

Now, all ya'll git ta see The Spark in action dis week with my Hawaiian homies. An' I FINALLY git ma hands on Crowing. Ya heard what I hads ta say an' you clearly decided not ta listen, so a'ight. Remember son, I'm da champ. I ain't got nuthin ta prove ta no one, least of all you. Child please. I'm gon' embarras you. As for Stankopottmus and davs. Ya'll pokin' yo noses in our bizness. Might have ta cut dose bitches off, ya knowwhatI'msayin'? (sings) It's too late ta 'pologize! It's too late!

See ya at Mayhem bitches. Bring yo A game. The Spark's gon' git'cha. Deuces.

[BookerShark]

*Fade in to the Destroyatorium, where Danny and Lobo are RECOVERING~! from the beating the New Guard handed them. Stank, LD Williams, Chad Madison, and Zane Myers are also in the room. All six men have just watched J-P Sparxx’s promo on OOWF TV…

ELS: Thanks for the save, guys. I thought we had it covered. Guess not.

*Danny gives the thumbs up to reiterate Lobo’s thanks, then points at Sparxx on the TV, mimes pulling the pin and tossing a grenade, then shrugs…

ELS: Yeah, what the fuck did you throw in there, some kind of nerve gas?

Chad Something like that, I think.

ELS: It seems to have done a number on old Sparky there. He apparently didn’t get knocked out like the rest of the New Guard, but now he’s wandering the halls speaking in tongues. I hope he’s okay for Mayhem tonight.

Stank: Really?

ELS: Nah. I hope he’s in intense pain. None of those bastards deserve to get off lightly.

*FADE*

[BookerShark]

Fade back into the Destroyatorium as there is a knock at the door.

ELS: People knock?

Spencer starts to go to answer the door, but Danny holds up a hand to stop her and goes to check it himself. He opens the door and finds Psykle standing there.

Psykle: Hi Danny. I wanted to talk to you about our match tonight and everything else that’s going on. Do you have a minute?

Danny shrugs and motions for Psykle to come in and have a seat.

Psykle: This is a nice place. I’m kind of sorry I haven’t come here before.

Danny signals the universal sign for a drink and raises an eyebrow at Psykle.

Psykle: Oh, no, no thanks. I try to keep level before a match. Maybe after tonight, but let’s talk about tonight. You and I are facing off in the semi-finals of the tournament. The OOWF Invitational has special meaning, and I feel it is important that that meaning be kept, for lack of a better term, unsoiled.

Danny looks at Psykle quizzically.

Psykle: I know, I know, I’m not making much sense. Look, here’s the deal. The New Guard is going around doing backstage attacks, hurting innocent people like Vic. I don’t like it. You guys though are resorting to some of the same methods, going after them backstage too. I don’t like that either, but I understand and respect it. Now, I can’t join you in going on these backstage attacks, but I can make an offer to you. Way back when, I used to be IQ’s bodyguard. If you guys are ever going to go on an attack again, and want someone to hang back and keep an eye on the girls, Vic or Shotglass, well, I’d like to offer my services. These backstage attacks are getting out of hand, but I see that you guys only go after the wrestling members of the New Guard, not the innocents like the New Guard does. I want to help protect the innocents.

Danny nods his head in thanks, and extends his hand to shake Psykle’s. Psykle shakes his hand and as Danny gets up to go back to the rest of D&D (and more importantly, his drink), Psykle doesn’t release Danny’s hand and pulls him back.

Psykle: I’m not quite finished.

Danny gets a suspicious look on his face and sits back down.

Psykle: There’s still the tournament and our match. Now, as I was saying, I want the tournament to continue to stand for something, and to mean something. It means a lot to me, on a personal level. I started my OOWF career in the tournament last year. I haven’t exactly had the best record of success here since I started. This tournament is my chance to start over. There’s one thing though that would ensure that not only does our match get competed fairly, but also that it shows that those of us who are not with the New Guard still respect what is to be done in the ring. I’d like us to compete our match under Onslaught rules, of course, with no time limit to ensure a winner. Is that OK with you?

Danny sits back and thinks for a minute. He sits forward, points at Psykle, points at himself, clasps his hands together, makes the sign for an O, and then nods his head. He holds his hand out for Psykle to shake and Psykle shakes it.

Psykle: Thank you, Danny. I look forward to our match.

Psykle goes to stand and leave, but this time, Danny doesn’t release his hand, and pulls him back. Danny looks at him, stands up, still giving up 8 inches to Psykle and stares him straight in the eyes, if angled up a bit. Danny mouths one word to Psykle.

Danny: *BOOM*

Fade to black.

[BookerShark]

Firewoman is sitting on top of a few pallets. Moosehead Jack approaches, smoking a cigar.

MHJ: Well, look who's slumming...

FW: *sighing as she gets down off the pallets* Just my prematch get-my-head-together...

MHJ: Well, I'm sure the limo will be by soon enough to take you back to the right side of the tracks.

Firewoman sighs in just plain old exasperation.

FW: Jackie, can we just....not....

MHJ: He says you are not allowed to call me that. Only my sister can do that, and she died over a year ago...

FW: Whatever..

Firewoman starts to walk away, and then turns back. Moose blows cigar smoke in her face, but she doesn't even blink.

FW: You know, I heard you compare me to mom.

MHJ: Yeah? So?

FW: Mom did keep going back to dad, it's true, after dad put her in the hospital. Alex hasn't--

MHJ: That scar on your forehead hasn't faded that much, Fire. Don't you even say he's never done anything like that.

FW: Fine. You're right. You know what else is right?

MHJ: What.

FW: We could have worked this out, once upon a time. But no...you resort to violence to solve your issues. You refuse to grow and change, and just stay stuck in the same old patterns that we fought so hard to get out of.

MHJ: Your point?

FW: My point....You know, Pops is the one who taught us that violence is the solution. If I'm just like Rose than you're a carbon copy of dear ol' Dad.

At this Moose frowns considerably, rage rising. He tosses his cigar aside.

MHJ: I am NOTHING like--

FW: No, that's true. Dad at least had the excuse of being drunk off his ass. You have no excuse for putting me in the hospital, except maybe spite...and jealousy.

MHJ: Ha! I may have put you in, but that's not why you stayed. What did they call that? Exhaustion? Isn't that rich people's talk for 'overdose?'

FW: It was an acci--

MHJ: Brought on by your depression that your sugar daddy was gone...well, hopefully he got you a nice present to make up for it.

Fire blinks a little bit, which Moose notices.

MHJ: Aw, no present...unless...hehehe, he doesn't know, eh? That's great...not only are you protecting him from me, now you're protecting him from anything that makes him feel less than perfect. You really are Rose Quinn.

Moose turns to walk away, but he doesn't get far before a pallet comes crashing down on his back, knocking him to the floor.

MHJ: *groan*

FW: That's for jumping me when I was drunk. You know, Moose, I could follow the family line...I could just finish you right here, and you know what? NO ONE WOULD CARE. I had an army of people outside my hospital room. You'd be lucky to have someone come down and cart you out with the trash.

You know the difference between me and the family line, Moose?

MHJ: *groan*

FW: Several doses of psychoactive drugs a day. That's it. That's all that stands between you and me really working out our issues out the Quinn way. And I think if you LOGICALLY thought about this.....you'll be glad that's the case. Because no one else in this building knows you the way I know you.

And no one else can do what I can do. And you know it.

Fire picks up the cigar Moose tossed to the side, and takes a puff off of it before extinguishing it on his hand, and walking away.

FW: See ya in the ring, big brother.

FADE

[BookerShark]

*The man known on the OO Message boards as Blown Spot sits down to type a promo for Ghosthead. He spends the next 20 minutes typing the promo and is adding the finishing touches when an error message pops up on his screen.*

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*Blown Spot curses up a storm. He can see his perfectly crafted promo in the textbox behind the error message, but knows answering the damned question means the death of Ghosthead's promo. Blown Spot curses once again before resigning himself to clicking "yes" underneath the question, which brings up a follow up Error box.*

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*Blown Spot stares at his screen in disgust as he clicks "Close" and just like that, Ghosthead's promo is wiped out, as the browser tab is restarted, presenting a blank textbox for Blown Spot to stare at. Spot curses once more then follows it up with several more before Kayfabe rushes in from outside and SPEARS him out of his seat.*


*Ghosthead opens his eyes from his meditation and finds an SFJ standing over him.*

SFJ - Tonight you face Rabbit Mask. Any words for your opponent?

*Ghosthead stares up at the SFJ blankly then rises to his feet. He opens his mouth to speak, but nothing is said. He waits a moment then tries to speak again.*

GH - Whatever I wanted to say escapes me... odd.

SFJ - So... nothing?

GH - The last time Rabbit and I fought he won the match because I was foolish enough to allow Firewoman to distract me.... That will not happen again. There is more.... but I don't remember it all. Excuse me.

*Ghosthead stalks off into the shadows as the camera fades.*

[BookerShark]

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

SFJ#47: “L.D., this week Chris Evans has called you geriatric, old, and arthritic. Your thoughts?”

LDW: “He forgot ancient, grizzled, decrepit and senile. Evans, you’ve got it in your head that now the New Guard’s here, I’ve suddenly accomplished all I’m ever going to. My career is done. I can understand that. You believe it because I have accomplished so much more than you could ever dream of. Here’s the thing - two six-pack championships, almost a thousand days as a champion, that might sound like an incredible career, but I’ll let you in on a little secret - I’m just gettin’ started.

Tonight you have a chance to destroy another veteran. Tonight you have a chance to prove how dominant the New Guard is. And tonight you have a chance yet again to utterly and completely fail. Bring your best Evans. Bring Folz and Sparxx and the rest of your crew. Bring everything you’ve got - it won’t be nearly enough. When I say you will fear me it’s not a request, it’s not a catch phrase….

…it’s an inevitability.”

[BookerShark]

OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Cayas Miskitas, Nicaragua

ATTITUDE ADJUSTER & HONCHO WILLIAMS vs. TEXPRESS – Tag Team Showcase

Texpress come out first and get a rousing ovation from the crowd. They wait in the ring as Honcho and AA come out, along with the OOWF DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Champion #Heel Johnny Adrenaline. They climb into the ring and Honcho shakes hands, AA looks at him like he is insane. Honcho and Chad start things off and we get some chain wrestling. Honcho hangs with Chad every step of the way, getting several near falls. Honcho gets caught in the Texpress corner and they keep him isolated and work him over for a bit, getting their own series of near falls. Finally Honcho makes the hot tag to Attitude Adjuster, he comes into the ring and the fans actually CHEER, which throws him right off. He stands in the corner looking around for a moment, then realizes that Zane is charging full speed at him, AA side steps and Zane SLAMS into the turnbuckle, as he staggers backward, AA rolls him up, grabs a handful of tights and gets his foot on the middle rope for good measure. The referee naturally sees none of it and makes the three count.
WINNERS in 15:08 – Attitude Adjuster & Honcho Williams

THE SAINTS OF SINNERS vs. PHOENIX RISING – Tag Team Showcase Match

All four are in the ring, Eco and Alex head to the apron, Moose and Fire go nose to nose in the middle of the ring. They are saying something that the camera can’t pick up, then Moose NAILS Fire with a slap across the face that staggers Fire. Fire looks back and Moose with hurt and rage in her eyes and returns the slap across the face. This turns into a series of BRUTALLY STIFF chops from each other that goes on longer than it should. Moose, being bigger, finally wears Fire down some and catches her with a boot to the gut, then drags her by the hair over to Alex like he wants her to tag him, then lets go and hits a SPINNING CHOP to Fire’s throat sending her to the mat. Moose then glares at Alex and spits on him. This brings Alex into the match and a brawl breaks out. Fire and Moose end up fighting again and spill out of the ring. Security is trying to break them up and having little luck. Inside the ring, Alex and Eco are actually wrestling, the referee has apparently given up on Moose and Fire and seems content to let them kill one another. Moose grabs a chair and is about to bring it down on Fire’s head, which distracts Alex just long enough for Eco to hit the ENDGAME and get the three count.
WINNERS in 10:54 – The Saints of Sinners

Tag Team Showcase Standings
Attitude Adjuster & Honcho Williams 3-0
Texpress 2-1
Saints of Sinners 1-2
Phoenix Rising 0-3

COMRADE SHARKOFF vs. RICKY SOARING EAGLE

Sharkoff attacks Soaring Eagle before the bell, but that does nothing but annoy Soaring Eagle. This isn’t much of a wrestling match, the two brawl around the ring. Once the match spills back into the ring, Sharkoff catches Soaring Eagle with a RUSSIAN SICKLE and gets a two count. Sharkoff climbs to the top rope and tries a flying knee drop, but Soaring Eagle moves out of the way and Sharkoff crashes and burns. Sharkoff crawls to the corner and grabs his chain and wraps it around his fist, he charges across the ring and tries to hit Soaring Eagle, but Soaring Eagle catches him with a big boot to the hands that slams the chain back into his face! Soaring Eagle pulls Sharkoff up and PLANTS him with the RETURN TO EARTH! Soaring Eagle covers and gets the three count.
WINNER in 14:01 – Ricky Soaring Eagle

GHOSTHEAD vs. RABBIT MASK

Ghosthead is out first and stands defiantly in the middle of the ring. Rabbit Mask sprints to the ring and slides under the ropes and immediately attacks. He backs Ghost across the ring with chops and kicks, then tries a whip to the ropes, but Ghost reverses it. Ghost tries a clothesline, but Rabbit ducks it, Ghost stops and turns around and DESTROYS Rabbit with a clubbing clothesline across the face. Rabbit collapses to the mat in a heap and Ghost stands over him. Rabbit uses Ghost to try and pull himself to his feet, but each time Ghost lands a BRUTALLY stiff kick to the head. Ghost pulls Rabbit to his feet and sends him to the ropes and catches him with the EIDOLON! Rabbit falls out of the ring, and lands HARD on the back of his head. Ghost walks out of the ring and grabs him by the head and throws him into the ring. We see Rabbit’s eyes are glassy and his nose is bleeding. Ghost sets him up and hits an ALABAMA SLAM! The back of Rabbit’s head SLAMS off the canvas. Ghost pulls Rabbit up again and sets him up for the HORROR DRIVER the referee looks at Rabbit, and waves the match off before Ghost can hit the move. The referee immediately throws up the dreaded “X”. Ghost, still holding Rabbit, hits the move anyway, driving Rabbits head into the canvas again.
WINNER in 13:55 – by referee stoppage – Ghosthead

THE FLYIN HAWAIIANS & JP SPARXX vs. DAVIN MORELAND, STANK & CROWING

All six men get to the ring and Crowing and Sparxx start things off. Back and forth action with neither man able to hold the advantage. Sparxx makes a blind tag to Aina, and Crowing comes off the ropes and gets caught with a SPINEBUSTER! The New Guard spends some time beating down Crowing, but he finally makes the hot tag to Davin and the Old Guys take over. Stank and Davin clean house, sending The Kai and Sparxx out of the ring, and double teaming Aina. Aina fights back and bloodies Davin with a headbutt between the eyes and tags in The Kai. The Kai lands a ROCK BOTTOM on Davin, but Davin kicks out at two. The Kai climbs to the top rope, but Davin catches him on the top and hits a SUPERPLEX then tags in Stank. Stank DRIVES The Kai to the mat with a BLACK HOLE slam, but Sparxx breaks the cover up at two. He catches Stank with a low blow, and the match breaks down. Somewhere in the melee, Crowing and Sparxx become the legal men again Sparxx tries to set Crowing up for the GEM DROP, but Crowing frees himself and PLANTS Sparxx with the DEMON DRIVER! He rolls Sparxx up and gets the three count while Davin and Stank keep the Hawaiians at bay.
WINNERS in 20:21 – Davin Moreland, Stank and Crowing

STAN FULTON & MATT FOLZ vs. EL LOBO SANGRIENTO & MAI MUYO

The New Guard are out first and the crowd nearly boos them out of the building. Lobo and Mai come out next and Lobo goes right after Fulton. Fulton escapes and Folz NAILS him on the back of the head with a running knee. Lobo does not go down though, he turns and grabs Folz by the throat and throws him into the corner then KILLS him with a running clothesline. As Folz staggers out of the corner, Lobo elevates him with a big back body drop. Lobo grabs Folz and lifts him onto his shoulders, then tags in Mai. Mai climbs to the top rope and hits a DOUBLE STOMP on the back of Folz’s head as Lobo DRIVES him to the mat with a DEATH VALLEY DRIVER! Mai covers, but from the outside Fulton pulls Mai out of the ring, scoops her up and DRIVES her back first into the ring post. Fulton rolls Mai back into the ring, and Folz goes to work. He and Fulton spent the next ten minutes DECIMATING Mai, working her back and trying for submissions. Mai finally makes the hot tag and Lobo storms into the ring and takes out the New Guard. He gets Fulton in the ring and sends him to the ropes and POWERSLAMS him! Folz saves the pin with a kick to the side of Lobo’s head. Lobo grabs Folz and sends him over the top rope to the floor. Lobo pulls Fulton up and gets him into the TORTURE RACK! OH MY GOD! Fulton looks like he is about to quit when Lobo staggers a little too close to the ropes and Folz NAILS him from the outside. Lobo drops like he had been shot, and we see why. Folz has brass knucks. Fulton drapes his arm across an unconscious Lobo and gets the three count.
WINNERS in 22:41 – Stan Fulton & Matt Folz

ATTITUDE ADJUSTER & HONCHO WILLIAMS vs. THE SAINTS OF SINNERS – Tag Team Showcase

AA and Honcho are accompanied by the OOWF DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Champion #Heel Cardboard Cutout Johnny Adrenaline. Moose and Eco storm the ring and Moose SLAMS HDB upside Johnny’s head, sending him to the floor and sending AA into a rage. Moose and AA brawl around the ring for a few minutes, Moose catches AA with a thumb to the eye, then LEVELS him with a clothesline and brings Eco in. They set him up for a SPIKE PILEDRIVER, but Honcho makes the save. The match goes back and forth for a bit, then breaks down in a brawl. Moose and AA are the legal men in the ring, the referee is yelling for Eco and Honcho to get back into the ring. AA reaches into his tights for a pair of brass knuckles, but Moose beats him to the punch, literally, with a chain wrapped around his fist. Moose POUNDS on AA’s forehead opening a NASTY gash. Moose ditches the chain and locks the barely conscious AA in the JI-ENDO. The referee turns around, see’s AA is out, and calls for the bell.
WINNERS in 13:13 – The Saints of Sinners

After the match, Eco SLAMS a bottle upside Honcho’s head and rolls him into the ring. Moose grabs him and they nail a SPIKE PILEDRIVER on Honcho. Moose and Eco stand over them as the boos rain down from the rafters. Eco and Moose smirk, shake hands, and head to the back.

TEXPRESS vs. PHOENIX RISING – Tag Team Showcase Match

Both teams make their way to the ring and all four give handshakes. Fire and Alex are both sporting bandages from their earlier encounter with the Saints. Classic tag team match, both teams make quick tags and try to cut the ring off. It is obvious that the training that Fire and Alex did last week paid off as they are able to match Texpress move for move. The match passes the thirty minute mark and the crowd is eating it up. Fire and Alex gets several near falls, but can’t keep either Chad or Zane down. They hit a BFE/Phoenix Splash combo on Chad but he manages to kick out at two. Chad and Zane hit a TEXAS DEATH SENTENCE on Alex, but he manages to roll his shoulders. The end comes when Alex catches Chad on the top rope trying a moonsault and crotches him there. Alex hits a TOP ROPE GERMAN SUPLEX on Chad and holds on, bridging, the referee counts three, but at the very last second, Chad rolls his shoulder! It was so close officials huddle to make sure before awarding the win to Texpress.
WINNERS in 45:41 – Texpress

After the match, Fire and Alex are clearly disappointed, but they shake hands with Chad and Zane, though Alex seems a lot less thrilled to shake Chad’s hand than Fire was

Tag Team Showcase Standings
Attitude Adjuster & Honcho Williams 3-1
Texpress 3-1
Saints of Sinners 2-2
Phoenix Rising 0-4

PSYKLE vs. DANNY TAYLOR – OOWF Invitational Semi-Final – Onslaught Rules

Psykle asked for this match to be fought under onslaught rules and Danny readily agreed. The two lock up and Psykle takes Danny to the mat with a side head lock. Danny quickly fights back to his feet and shoves Psykle to the ropes and catches him on the rebound with a big hiptoss. The two big men wrestle for the next ten minutes, and we mean actual wrestling folks. No needed rope breaks, no warnings from the referee. Danny nearly eats the pin when he goes for a big boot to Psykle’s jaw, then hesitates slightly, perhaps thinking of last week’s match against Rabbit Mask. Psykle avoids the boot and clubs Danny to the mat with a clothesling for a two count. The end of the match comes when Psykle has Danny set up in the corner for the PSYCHODRIVER but Danny fights out of it with forearms and elbows, sending Psykle to the mat. When he gets to his feet, Danny climbs to the top rope and hits a PERFECT (and very graceful for such a big man) CROSSBODY BLOCK on a stunned Psykle, Danny hooks the leg and gets the one, tow, three!
WINNER in 20:48 – Danny Taylor

After the match Danny helps Psykle to his feet, they share a manly hug of mutual respect and Psykle raises his arm in victory. The crowd eats it up.

CHRIS EVANS vs. LD WILLIAMS – OOWF Invitational Semi-Final Match

Evans comes out first, then LD. The crowd goes nuts for Williams. Evans tries to attack before the bell, but LD catches him and dumps him in the corner and unleashes some CANADIAN VIOLENCE! Evans fights back and the match goes back and forth for over thirty minutes. Evans is desperate to put LD away and snarls at the ref anytime LD kicks out. The end comes when LD Williams tries a CANADIAN DESTROYER but Angle blocks it and takes LD to the mat with an ODE TO CANADA as he has LD trapped in the Walls of Jericho, Danny Taylor walks out onto the stage and just glares at Evans. A strange look comes over Evans face, he releases the ODE TO CANADA and waits for LD to struggle to his feet. When he does, Evans reaches into his tights, pulls out a pair of brass knuckles and BLASTS Williams right on the jaw! Right in front of the referee! LD drops like he has been shot and the referee immediately calls for the bell.
WINNER in 24:14 by disqualification – LD Williams

Evans puts the boots to LD a few more times until Taylor gets into the ring. Danny nearly gets his hands on Evans, but Chris slips away and leaves the ring and heads to the back leaving Danny seething in the middle of the ring.

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