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Post by BookerShark on Jul 1, 2012 17:39:37 GMT -5
(It's late Saturday night or very early Sunday morning when Mary Lou taps on the door of Wyatt Cox's suite. She quietly sits a case near the door. When Wyatt opens the door she pushes him back into the room and closes the door. Some time later she comes out with a small package. She places it in the box and takes the box to the twins' suite with a smile on her face.)
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(The time now shifts to just before dawn Sunday morning. Two SUV's are heading up the mountain to catch the sunrise as is the custom in the household. Wyatt, Edra, Clio, and Mary Lou get out of one SUV, while Stan, Mai, Matt and Jaime get out of the other.)
Mai: (whispering to Matt and Jaime) This is neat. At sunrise here you feel as close to God as you can feel on this earth.
Jaime: Really?
Stan: It IS an amazing sensation. You almost feel..cleansed.
Matt: (Skeptically) Uh-huh.
Stan: After what you've seen this weekend...how you've seen these two train, would anything surprise you?
Matt: Well, I guess not.
(Wyatt turns to Mary Lou)
Wyatt: Whatever you do, hold on, don't say anything, just take it in. It can be...disconcerting the first time.
Mary Lou: I don't know what's about to happen, but if it's with you, I'm ready. (Mary Lou reaches up and kisses Wyatt on the cheek as Clio and Edra smile
Wyatt: Here we go.
(Edra, Wyatt, Mary Lou, and Clio join hands and face the east. Stan and Mai step behind the four and do the same. Matt and Jaime just stand back. As the bright rays of the dawning sun break over the mountain, the six are bathed in a shimmering light. They almost glow. And around Mary Lou, the light seems the brightest of all. A look of pure joy comes over her face and pure love covers the faces of Wyatt and the twins. After a few minutes the glow diminishes and Mary Lou falls to her knees crying....Wyatt and the twins fall next to her and hold her.)
Matt: (to Stan) What was that.
Stan: I believe, dear Matthew, that Mary Lou has been accepted by the dearly departed.
Matt: Is this for real?
Stan: Matt, in a world that still allows the Packers in the National Football League, can anything suprise you?
Mai: Yes, and I hope Mr Rogers is alright.
Jaime: (Holding Matt's hand tightly) Wasn't that wonderful?
Matt: What?
Jaime: Didn't you feel it?
Matt: I don't know...I'm...not sure.
Jaime: A word of advice. Never piss those two off at you.
Matt: I'm starting to get that idea.
Mary Lou: (crying) I'm sorry. I didn't believe you...it's true. Oh Wyatt...Edra, Clio. It's true.
Edra: Congratulations. They approve of you.
Clio: Welcome to the family, Mary Lou.
Wyatt: If you want it, Mary Lou, you're welcome. Will you stay...be a part of this family.
Mary Lou: Nothing would make me happier.
Mary Lou hugs Wyatt, then forms a group hug with Edra and Clio, but whispers in their ears.
Mary Lou: (whispering)Your mom talked to me. She said it's true...and it's time....
Matt: I hate to break up the afterparty here, but Stan's stomach over here is louder than the engines on these SUV's.
Mai: They're electric engines, they don't make any noise.
Stan: Much like the Packers offensive line...
Matt: Do we have to go into this.
Stan: Not on an empty stomach. Ladies, shall we go.
Edra: What's our schedule today.
Wyatt: Absolutely free. Nothing planned at all.
Clio: Good, because I had some questions about a couple of those holds Mr Folz showed us yesterday.
Wyatt: Ladies, give Matt a day off, please. We don't want to take too much advantage of him. Besides, I think Matt and Jaime might want to use...the jacuzzi...
Mai: Oh, are you feeling sore Mr Folz?
Matt: Not just yet.
Mai: Well, I thought
Stan: Let it lie, Mai.
(The groups climb back into the SUV's as the twins beam with pride and we...)
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 1, 2012 17:41:16 GMT -5
~~~ Zane Myers stands alone, holding a small envelope ~~~
Zane: You might have thought I forgot Stan. But I haven't. I told you that we would do everything in our power to keep you away from the Tag Team Championships. While I won't interfere in the match, I will make darn sure that no shenanigans take place during it. And even though Selena refuses to appoint us as Special Enforcers or the like, we will still be there.
~~~ He pulls out two tickets from the envelope ~~~
Zane: Front row, ringside. There will be no funny business. Texpress will make sure of that.
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 1, 2012 20:28:37 GMT -5
( A quiet Sunday afternoon in the American Sunrise complex in East Ely, Nevada. Stan and Mai are in the tape room checking out their last couple of matches with Phoenix Rising. Matt has just finished a session in the weight room and is heading for the jacuzzi with Jaime, and Wyatt is going over incoming mail. A piece of mail catches his eye and he decided to have Mary Lou in to look at it. But she's not anywhere to be found. Wyatt tries to call her Straight Talk cell phone but there is no answer. In frustration Wyatt calls Clancey. )
Wyatt: Clancey! Have you seen Mary Lou?
Clancey: Yes sir, she and the twins took the plain down to Phoenix to take some gear down and make sure the facilities are set for this week.
Wyatt: Did they tell me this?
Clancey: I thought so, sir.
Wyatt: OK, then. I guess those chair shots are catching up with me.
Clancey: Yes sir, I mean, no sir. They were just in a hurry and wanted to be back for dinner.
Wyatt: OK, see if you can find out where they are, please.
Clancey: Yes sir.
(Wyatt walks down to the training area, sees that Matt and Jaime are still enjoying the Jacuzzi, and heads over to the tape room to chat with Stan and Mai.)
Wyatt: How's the tape time going?
Stan: Remarkably well. Your notes catch a lot of little things that we missed.
Wyatt: Keep the focus up and the next thing you'll know, those belts will be yours.
Mai: I didn't realize that I lost focus that much. I'll have to focus more on keeping my focus.
Stan: Mai, that won't work. You'll worry about losing focus so much that...
Wyatt: Stan...just...never mind.
Stan: What? Oh.
Wyatt: Mai, just remember. In the ring, 100% focus on the opponent, your immediate surroundings, where you are, in the ring. On the apron, keep your partner's back covered.
Mai: Never blink.
Wyatt: Something like that. We'll have dinner when the girls get back.
Stan: Where did they go?
Wyatt: Phoenix, I guess to check the facilities and take down some of their gear.
Mai: Some of their gear?
Wyatt: They've been taking lots of stuff. Plus the gear for the radio show. It's saving us a fortune with the plane, but I'm curious why they went today?
Stan: Yes, curious.
Mai: Maybe just some girls alone time.
Wyatt: Maybe. OK, see you later.
Mai: (abruptly jumps up and hugs Wyatt) Thank you for inviting us back. We've missed you three so much.
Wyatt: Thanks, Mai. Stan.
(Wyatt heads back to the office and thinks about the twins. Then thoughts of Mary Lou cross his mind, and he smiles as he walks into the office and we...)
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 2, 2012 12:03:00 GMT -5
Ghosthead - Last week's opponent is this week's ally. Such as it is in the OOWF.
There is a famous phrase spoken from a movie no less that states you can never truly know someone until you fight them. How true. Moosehead Jack and I have fought and now I know him. What was merely speculation on my part has been solidified in the savagery of bloodshed.
Shaped in iniquity that one. Yet another harbinger of the Blood Moon.
But I'll speak on the now as has been requested by the outspoken Kai of The Flying Hawaiians, the opponents of Moosehead Jack and myself at Midweek Mayhem.
You believe I am Ghosthead to intimidate? You think I engage in mere theatrics... that this is a... mindfuck... as you so eloquently put it? If my appearance intimidates you that is a fallacy of your will. I am what you see. The warpaint, the ink are simply the trappings of battle. Better you be intimidated by my skill. I am not the Onslaught Champion by magic. I am not a trick, or illusion.
Being former disciples of Poe one would think The Night Marchers would learn to recognize their betters.
But it is not The Night Marchers we face this week is it? No we face The Flying Hawaiians, a lovesick mute and his loud mouthed Dwayne Johnson wanna be, twin... ... forgive me. As former multiple time tag team champions you deserve some respect. Even if you will not return it. That is fine. You seem to need it so I will give you a portion at least. However you have vastly overestimated your status if you believe for a second that your multiple tag title wins intimidate me, or a two time Grand Slam Champion, let alone two of the most brutal opponents you will have faced in your OOWF careers.
You will find that fighting Moosehead Jack and I together... is like fighting the tide. Then you too will know, just like everybody else... the wrath, the fury, and the ruin.
Fade
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 2, 2012 12:37:19 GMT -5
(Another Monday morning at the American Sunrise compound in East Ely, Nevada. Mary Lou and the twins got in late Sunday night because of smoke from the wildfires making travel difficult. All three ladies were closed mouthed about their trip, but Edra explained that they were concerned that the fires might be getting close to home. But Mary Lou had taken a picture of the twins hitting a Double Elimination on Chuckles to the delight of GM Selena, so all was well. After dinner, the INC's noticed Wyatt and Mary Lou going into his suite and not leaving. It's now bright and early, and everyone is gathering in the Great Room for Breakfast...well, almost everyone. Edra and Clio are seated and eating scrambled eggs and bacon as the others come in. )
Edra: Good morning Mr Folz, Ms McAllister. Did you sleep well?
Matt: Like the dead. Those beds are wonderful.
Jaime: And the Jacuzzi. That was awesome.
Clio: You know the Jacuzzi is from the natural hot springs, right?
Jaime: No, so that's why it felt so different.
Edra: Yes, Uncle Wyatt redirects some of the return water from the Geothermal energy to the Jacuzzi. It's almost as good as the hot mineral springs.
Matt: Is there anything your Uncle Wyatt doesn't think of?
Clio: There are a few things...
Matt: Where is your Uncle, anyway?
Edra: We haven't seen him since last night.
Jaime: For that matter, where is Mary Lou.
Matt: I could hazard a guess.
Clio: Me too...
Edra: Yeah, isn't it neat.
(Stan and Mai come walking in)
Stan: Isn't what neat?
Matt: Wyatt and his Girl Friday haven't been seen yet this morning.
Clio: Well, I know they had a lot of things to talk about after our trip to Phoenix yesterday.
Mai: Like what?
Edra: The board is talking about giving us a Tag Team Title match
Jaime: Really? That's wonderful.
Clio: Uncle Wyatt thinks it's a bad idea.
Stan: What?? But why?
Edra: He says it's like some....guy...Johnson, or something.
Clio: They gave him title shots right away, and his career crashed almost immediately.
Mai: But you're different. You're really talented.
Matt: The old man's right...and smart.
Stan: What do you mean?
Matt: Look, I was skeptical at first. I was amazed at what the other skeptics call Wyatt's Wonder Twins. But after our session Saturday morning, I started to get it. Everyone you get into the ring with, you get better. Not just a little better, you learn almost immediately, you absorb it, and can turn around and perform to the same level. You two could probably go over everything, move by move we worked on yesterday.
Edra: Sure, I remember it well.
Clio: You're a good teacher, Mr Folz.
Stan: What's your point, Matt?
Matt: My point is, the board is setting Clio and Edra up to fail. But they won't. Because Power and Glory aren't a flash in the pan. They're real, and they're the future. Have you always been like this?
Edra: Well, Uncle Wyatt always worked with us to open up our minds and our hearts. All our lives we've done the focus exercises you've been using.
Clio: We were always good in school, and Uncle Wyatt's exercises helped.
Mai: How were your grades in school.
Edra: 3.96
Clio: 3.89. Speech class.
Matt: Nearly perfect grades, I think your Uncle Wyatt told me you were four year lettermen in Track and Cross Country, and your social life.
Edra: Mostly good
Clio: (Smiling) Mostly Excellent! Remember that sorority rush our freshman year?
Matt: My point being, your Uncle Wyatt is smart. He knows these twists and turns, particularly in the politics of wrestling. Take your time, don't rush, and you'll get your chance.
Jaime: I'm not really well connected to what's going on, but you both have degrees, probably great opportunities, so why go into this now.
Edra: You don't know about our family, do you?
Jaime: Not really.
Clio: It was our uncle and aunt that killed Beth. Intentionally.
Jaime: Oh, I'm....
Edra: That's OK. But from the time we found out about this, we made it our mission to make it right. To redeem our family name, and to prove that Beth and Uncle Wyatt deserve a place in the history of the business. To put the name of the Neils and Coxes in the same breath as the Funks, the Von Erichs, the Ortons....
Clio: Uncle Wyatt deserves the recognition. He deserves it.
Matt: Well, I hope you're successful in getting to the top of the Tag Team Ranks.
Edra: Oh, that's not our goal.
Stan: What IS your goal?
Clio: To become the first sisters to become Grand Slam Champions.
Matt: (Smirking) That's a tall order.
Jaime: After that Saturday workout, do you doubt them.
Matt: No, not at all.
Mai: But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:19.
Edra: He's always provided for us. Mom said he would.
Clio: Thanks to Uncle Wyatt.
Stan: Speaking of which....here they are now.
(Wyatt and Mary Lou come walking in hand in hand)
Wyatt: Good morning, did we miss anything?
Matt: Not really. We were just talking about...the future.
Wyatt: Well, let's talk about the present...after breakfast, shall we? First I have a radio show to do. Mary Lou, could you get us a couple of plates and bring them to the studio.
Mary Lou: On it.
(Mary Lou smiles, turns, and winks at the twins, who get that moonstruck look again as Wyatt and Mary Lou head for the studio and we...)
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 2, 2012 21:42:23 GMT -5
Stank walks in on Attitude Adjuster, who’s watching OOWF TV intently.
Stank: Whatcha watching?
AA (quickly flipping it off): Huh? Uh...nothing.
Stank: What? You got some good porn? No, wait. Did you bet on something dumb, like the Tour de France?
AA: Neither. We might have some problems.
Stank: What do you mean “we”? Last I checked, you’re the one not cutting promos and running around with video game characters. And you were the one who was pinned last week.
AA: Yeah, yeah. No, “we” have problems. I was going to keep this from you for a couple weeks to heighten the tensions, but the booker told me he doesn’t know what to do with us other than continually embarrass the New Guard. So, I figure I may as well show you this now.
Stank: Did someone find those pictures of you, me and Baby Doll? She has not aged well.
AA: Even worse than that. Our history is coming back to us.
(AA flips on the television. On it are Johnny Adrenaline and FF Capslock.)
Stank: What the hell?
AA: It gets worse.
JA: Attitude Adjuster! What do you think you’re doing? Running around with Stank like a common face? I thought we had something going, man! Remember that meeting we had a few months ago? College football and basketball ring a bell?
Stank: What’s he talking about?
JA: Stank doesn’t know what I’m talking about, does he?
Stank: How did he do that?
JA: It doesn’t matter how I do that!
Stank: That’s just scary.
JA: I’m talking about SIXTH YEAR SENIORS on FLAWEDCAST.NET! That podcast we were going to do! You said you were all-in! And yet you’re still in the OOWF, playing Mr. Face Wrestler with Stank!
AA: Uhh…
Stank: What is he babbling about?
AA: Well, Johnny and I talked about doing this podcast about college football and basketball on FLAWEDCAST.NET! We even came up with a name, SIXTH YEAR SENIORS! And a start date, AUGUST 22! At FLAWEDCAST.NET (cheap pop)!
Stank: Did you just cheap pop your own, yet-recorded podcast?
AA: Yes, I did. Because even when I’m upset, I can cheap pop with the best of them. Even when I’m just two days away from facing Chris Evans at Midweek Mayhem in Glendale, Arizona (cheap pop)!
Stank: So how does this affect me?
AA: Keep watching.
JA: So if you’re going to continue to half-ass your half of SIXTH YEAR SENIORS, I’m going to kick that half an ass. And I’m bringing a real ass kicker with me. Someone Stank is VERY…FAMILIAR…WITH!
Stank: Oh no.
FF Capslock: You better watch your ass, buddy!
Stank: Great. This is all your fault.
JA: That’s right. I’m bringing back FF Capslock, who—AA—you may now know better as ANDY GASTON! That’s right, the CEO of FLAWEDCAST.NET!
FFC: AA, you thought you could half-ass on my network? Not a chance. You’re either bring you’re a game or you’re not podcasting at all! Johnny says he’s 100 percent in. You? Huh? You think you can bring 75 percent and make me do all the editing? Not a chance. I’m tired of making everyone look good. Especially Dev Sop! Either you stop wrestling or I’m going to MAKE you quit wrestling!
Stank: You have to be kidding me. This is so far beyond breaking down the Fourth Wall. Where is Kayfabe? For once I wish she would stop this.
JA: You’re looking for Kayfabe? You can’t find Kayfabe! We fired Kayfabe! ABUSE…OF…KAYFABE!!!
FFC: You better watch your ass, buddy!
(The screen fades to black.)
Stank: So what happens now?
AA: Well, I talked with the booker last week, and he said he’d let this slow burn for a while. But it seems to me that we’re going to have a tag team feud with Johnny and Capslock, and we’re going to promote SIXTH YEAR SENIORS like crazy.
Stank: And what do I get out of this?
AA: Another OOWF Promo of the Year and Feud of the Year trophy?
Stank: Works for me.
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 2, 2012 21:42:48 GMT -5
(Breakfast is over at the American Sunrise Complex in East Ely, Nevada. Wyatt has finished his radio show and as he requested, everyone has gathered in the great room for a strategy session. Wyatt and Mary Lou enters the room and sit at the head of the table.)
Wyatt: Good morning. After a good night of reflection, I think we should head down to Phoenix this evening. It will give us a chance to take in the lay of the land and get ready for whatever pitfalls lay ahead. I want to set up some ground rules for this group here, since Mr Quinn isn't involved in this operation.
Matt: Thank goodness.
Wyatt: First, stay together. Of the six of us, never get caught alone. Matt, Mai, Stan, Edra, Clio, Me. Groups of two or more at all times. Mary Lou, Jaime, stay with a group. Same situation. Ski Mask Guy hasn't shown any discretion in whether he's hitting a wrestler...or someone else.
Edra: Uncle Wyatt, why are you worrying about us. We weren't associated with the New Guard.
Wyatt: No, but I think that we might be targeted by someone else.
Clio: Someone else? Who?
Wyatt: Cubby McTootsalot has been in a chair swinging mood these days. He's not a particular fan of ours. I don't want us to get caught in the cross fire.
Matt: He's gone off the deep end.
Wyatt: That's why I want us to stay together on Wednesday night. We all in a group accompany each other to the gorilla position. When you go out, you go out alone. But if something happens, we'll be right there to back you up. Between Evans, Ski Mask Guy, and the Hawaiians, there's going to be trouble. Let's do all we can to minimise our exposure.
(everyone nods in agreement)
Wyatt: Now, let's map out some strategy now so we can take off for Phoenix right after dinner. Ladies, how do you feel about your matches on Wednesday?
Edra: Thanks to Mr Folz, I feel a lot better.
Clio: Me too, Uncle Wyatt.
Wyatt: Stan, Mai, how about you?
Stan: Pretty good
Mai: I have faith in Stan. And God.
Wyatt: You want to spend some time with Edra and Clio in the ring today?
Stan: I'd feel better with a good ring session.
Wyatt: OK. Clio, Edra, go to the tape room, spend a few minutes going over Phoenix Rising's last match with Stan and Mai, then meet Stan and Mai in the ring.
(Stan, Mai, and the twins head off to prepare for their ring session.)
Wyatt: Matt, I want to apologize to you.
Matt: Apologize? What for?
Wyatt: I feel like I've taken advantage of you. Training the girls, distracted you from your usual routine, taken time away from you and Jaime here.
Jaime: Nonsense. This is one of the most fun weekends we've had in a long time.
Matt: I hate to say it, but I agree. It's given me a lot to think about.
Wyatt: Can I give you something else to think about?
(Wyatt turns to Mary Lou, who pulls out two Kindle Fires. She gives one to Matt and the other to Jaime. Matt's Kindle, like the one given to Stan, has a number of Wyatt's training routines, along with a copy of The Tools: Transform Your Problems into Courage, Confidence, and Creativity by Barry Michels and Phil Stutz . Jaime's Kindle has some of Wyatt's focus and concentration texts loaded, along with texts on Neo-Reichian massage, and the Fifty Shades of Grey Trilogy.
Matt: Nice
Jaime: Yes, this could be...enlightening for the both of us.
Wyatt: One more thing, Matt. I know what you said about the twins. Rest assured that they would expect you to do nothing less. But know this. They give as good as they get.
Matt: I believe it...now. You've done some...amazing work.
Wyatt: I wish I could take credit for all of it. Their genetics have taken to all of this to an amazing degree. Their mom is so proud of them.
Jaime: You should be, too.
Wyatt: Oh, I am. I couldn't be any prouder of them if they were my own children. Now, what would you like to do today. After all, you can't do much to prepare for a chair shot to the head, can you?
Matt: No, but can I...could we try some of those focus exercises?
Wyatt: (smiling) Sure. Jaime, are you game?
Jaime: (smiling) Absolutely.
Wyatt: Then let's go. With those workouts you gave the twins, it's the least I can do.
(Wyatt, Mary Lou, Matt, and Jaime go to the focus training room as we...)
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 2, 2012 21:43:18 GMT -5
<Moose is sitting in the back, on a stack of pallets (his favorite after a single light bulb) smoking a cigar. He puffs the cigar and watches the smoke trail away>
It seems like the Kai is a little upset with me.
<deep drag from the cigar>
Well, forgive me for not taking time out of my schedule to mention you. I will rectify that situation momentarily.
First, Mr. Ghosthead. Our match last week was not exactly what you would call a mat classic. Things got a bit out of hand, but it was cathartic, to say the least. I want you to know, that this week, this week is a new week. I hold no grudge, I have no concerns about working together as a team.
And now, to the Kai
You're right, I knew you in Japan. I saw a green as hell team come under Poe's wing. I saw two bulls that could barely run across the ring hone their craft and become two killing machines. I knew those guys. I remember them well. The guys I will see across the ring from me this week? I have no fucking idea who the hell you are.
To use a term that you will understand, somewhere along the line you two went from a well-oiled killing machine to two wanna be jabronis. You went from the Night Stalkers to Alexander Darling's wolves. Seriously, Alexander Fucking Darling? Why the fuck does it ALWAYS come back to him?
Anyway, I am not discounting you. I am not discrediting your runs as tag champs. But don't forget one thing Kai or you Aina, I got this tag wrestling shit down. I know what I am doing in that ring. You wanna join the long line of people who have discredited me? Said I was over the hill? Said I was washed up? Be my guest, it's your funeral.
See Kai, the worst thing I can say about you isn't that you are a lousy wrestler. Not that you are a pandering idiot to the fans. Not that deep in the night, when no one else is around, you wonder where the hell it all went so horribly fucking wrong. No, the worst thing I can say about you is, I don't give a fuck about you. So this week at MidWeek Mayhem, you are just another guy across that ring from me. You are just another victim in waiting. You and your brother are nothing more than bags of meat for Ghost and I to carve up.
You may not like it, but that's the truth
Trust me
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 2, 2012 21:44:03 GMT -5
Firewoman is talking to an SFJ casually before they realize the INC is working.
FW: No, I get where Stan is coming from, so no disrespect, it was kinda mean, but seriously, it's just baseball, it's not worth punching a priest over, especially when one doesn't have anything to do with the other and--
SFJ: Oops....camera on.
FW: Crap!
Both the SFJ and Firewoman get into character as the OOWF banner falls behind them.
SFJ: I am here with one half of the tag team champions, Firewoman. Fire, your private life has been a bit of an upheaval, as usual, and--
FW: Wait...did you not see what happened to Mary Lou?
SFJ: Yes, but--
FW: Do you want the same thing to happen to you?
SFJ: Well...yeah.
FW: Huh?
SFJ: She got a totally sweet gig as Wyatt's personal interviewer and assistant...among other things...So yeah, drag me by the hair into Selena's office and--
FW: Okay. Good point.
SFJ: In fact, it looks like they're getting along great, although I think Wyatt's going to file some sort of slander lawsuit because you said she has herpes.
FW: Yeah, well, in a few weeks, we'll see who was telling the truth, when someone starts getting mysterious cold sores, eh?
SFJ: You haven't really mentioned Power and Glory since they defeated you.
FW: No, I haven't. I mean, good job, ladies. Two-on-one victory. That's great. *golf clap*
SFJ: So you don't think they're anything special?
FW: I wouldn't say that. I mean, I knew the minute we got back to the sleazy hotel....missionaries are NOT built like that, and few have that much stamina.
SFJ: *blushing* Uh....um......so--
FW: I figured there was a set up there somewhere. So whatever, Power and Glory can gloat their lopsided "victory" if they want. I have a championship to defend against a couple of folks that might not have the training edge Power and Glory have, but definitely have it over them in terms of experience, with Stan, and craziness, with Mai.
SFJ: You've been here longer than Stan, and there's a valid argument to be made that you might be crazier than Mai....
FW: Yeah....I guess we'll find out Wednesday, won't we.
Fire smiles and walks away
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 2, 2012 21:45:34 GMT -5
We see Jaime McAllister and Matt Folz standing in front of an old school OOWF promo banner.
JM: Matt, this week you face OOWF World Champion LD Williams in a non title match. What are your thoughts heading into Wednesday?
MF: Jaime, I was trained originally in this business by Taz and Kurt Angle. I have had matches, both tag matches and singles, with Edge and Christian. After I was let go by the WWE, I went to Japan and had great matches with great wrestlers with a number of different styles: Vader, the late Dr Death Steve Williams, The Great Sasuke, Shinjiro Ohtani, Jushin Liger, and the man many consider one of the top wrestlers in the history of this industry, the late Mitsuharu Misawa. And do you know, despite all the legends I just mentioned, whom I consider the best wrestler I've ever been in the ring with?
JM: Who?
MF: The man I face on Wednesday, LD Williams. The man is an absolute artist in the ring and has few, if any, weaknesses. And I can't wait to get in the ring with him.
JM: Why's that?
MF: Because he'll force me to step my game up to a level I haven't been at for a long time. Let's be honest, this is a non title match because I don't deserve a title match. I haven't done anything in months to earn one, even when I was Intercontinental Champion I didn't have the same spark that I used to have. I haven't felt that in a long time but Wednesday, facing the best wrestler in the world today, hopefully will give me a bit of a wakeup call. Win or lose, I'm going to come out and give everything I have during this match. This should be a classic, assuming the referee dosen't get in the way.
JM: Do you have anything to say to your former friend and partner Chris Evans who'll be the special guest referee?
MF: Chris, if you want to attack LD and or myself after the match more power to you. Dosen't make much sense to me to continually piss off someone who's so clearly better than you, but then again very little you've done in the past month makes sense to me. All I'm asking is that you call the match down the middle, let LD and myself put on the great match that I know we're capable of.
JM: Anything else?
MF: Nah, let's go grab some dinner.
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 2, 2012 21:46:08 GMT -5
*Havasu Falls* Fade in to A hooded, solitary figure sits on the shore deep in meditation it seems when he feels the air around him shift. He opens one eye and notices the flashing red light of a ninja cameraman. The figure removes the hood and we see Alexander Darling and the camera focuses on the Phoenix Rising design on the hoodie as Alex slowly reaches his hands into the water and splashes it on his face. He motions for the camera to get closer... Alexander: If you're going to interrupt me, I may as well speak my mind and get some thoughts out there. If the world hasn't noticed, I, Alexander Darling, have actually been relatively quiet. I've taken the opportunity to sit back for a while and take in my surroundings. It's taken me a long time to get to this point where I am secure with who I am, who I can count on, and what my place is in the grand scheme of things.
For a long time, this was one of the lessons I could never grasp from those who tried to teach me. To be comfortable with my position, to be secure with the person I am and I believe I've reached that point but my surroundings seem to want to continue to push and poke and corner me so I've sat back and waited and watched.
I've watched the New Guard combust because they couldn't handle the pressure of being the hunted instead of the hunters but I watch the pieces try to put themselves back together. I watch Matt Folz and Stan Fulton latch onto the new savior of the week. I watch Chris Evans lash out at everyone. And I watch Kai and Aina try and recapture what made them the best tag team I've ever seen.
I sit here and look into the water and I watch as a man I really don't ever want to mention tries to goad my wife and partner into something that can destroy her and I know I can't stop it from happening. I can only have faith that she'll survive and be stronger from it, but I sit here and I know the future can not be told with any certainty.
And then I sit here and I play back the words of our current OOWF parasite. One Mr. Cox and how the Darlings are the epitome of evil. How we're Machiavellian in nature and we manipulate everyone and everything. We are the puppet masters of the world according to Mr. Cox and yet it's him who has his hands so far up the asses of half the roster at this point that it's impossible to see where he ends and they begin.
That brings me to his charges, his wards...Clio & Edra, all the talent in the world it seems. Intelligence out the wazoo. Completely functional on another level than most teams to ever step foot in the ring. And with all that being said, quite possibly the two stupidest fucking women I've ever seen. I understand following someone to the depths of hell and back. Believing in someone so truly and deeply that you forget who you are as an individual, but if they are as studious and intelligent as they portray then they should be smarter than that. Aligning with the bunch that they've thrown in with is the path to ruin and someone smarter should realize that. But if they can't see that, if they don't want to realize the truth...the time will come when Power & Glory steps in the ring with the wrong people, hint...it's Phoenix Rising, and they will see just how much more they have to learn and grow.
But they're not our opponents this week, that privilege belongs to Stan Fulton and Mai Muyo. I can talk about Stan changing partners and alliance like people change clothes or how Mai may even be more insane than her brother, but it's not worth it. Stan wants to be the quickest Grand Slam Champion in OOWF history and Mai wants to prove she's capable on being as good as her brother and who knows, maybe that happens someday. But not this Wednesday. Not this time because there's a very simple undeniable truth right now. Firewoman and Alexander Darling are the best tag team in the world. We hold that honor because we are the OOWF World Tag Team Champions. And we don't plan on changing that anytime soon. You can try. Everyone can try. Everyone will fail. And this week, Stan and Mai, you'll remember the fact...we are Phoenix Rising, and well, you're just not.
Sparkle that, Bitches!*Fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 2, 2012 21:46:58 GMT -5
We come up in the Destroyatorium, and see Spencer and Ashley standing in front of a D&D banner, it's old school interview time.
Ashley: Rabbit Mask, what has happened to you?
Spencer: You used to be such a fun loving guy?
Ashley: Now, it's all anger all the time.
Spencer: You seem intent on dropping people on their heads, hurting them.
Ashley: And not even for a reason, just to show you can.
The two girls look at each other and just shake their heads in silent sadness.
Spencer: Keep in mind Usagi. You aren't the only one capable of dropping people on their head.
Ashley: Danny, he would never try to hurt you intentionally, but he had been known to bust out a brainbuster or two on occasion.
Spencer points to the banner behind her.
Spencer: See this, like so many others, you only focus on the first part, the drink.
Ashley: The be merry, the fun loving side of our little group.
Spencer: But there is a second D, and it stands for Destroy. Never underestimate Danny's kindness for weakness.
Ashley: In that ring he's a warrior, so if you think he's just going to roll over and let you drop him on his head....
At this point, Danny walks in and stand behind the girls with a smirk on his face and his arms crossed over his chest. He just let's out a little snort, and shakes his head no.
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 2, 2012 21:47:40 GMT -5
Back at the waterfall, Alexander has gone back into meditation. A smallish figure walks up quietly and sits down next to him. He opens his eyes suddenly when she puts a hand on his knee, gently.AD: DAMMIT, I hate it when you do that. FW: No you don't. You know, you CAN use my temple room to meditate. AD: Do you still have the snakes? FW: Yes? AD: Then no. FW: Do you not like snakes? AD: And you're the pagan, shouldn't you like being outside? FW: Yes....it's really nice here. AD: Yeah. They sit and watch the sunset for a bit in comfortable silence. Alex turns toward her and notices she has something in her hands.AD: What's that? FW: Oh, this? *holds up a file folder* Um...well, I've narrowed down the houses.... AD: Yeah? I figured you forgot all about it, or...well, I know how you sometimes feel about being tied down... Fire gives him a look with a smirk...he smiles back.AD: Not like THAT.... FW: I know...and yeah...it's....well, still, having a home base would be....nice....So of the ones you and Lucky found.... I have them narrowed down to these three. AD: Hmmm..... They look through them together for a bit.AD: This one? FW: Eh...it's so.....pompous looking. AD: Hey! FW: Sorry... AD: This one I don't think has enough trees for you. FW: It's also too far in town. And it's too big. I think....I like....this one. AD: Not bad...not bad....but......where is it? FW: It's right on the bayou....that porch looks south but opens to the east and west, so we can sit out on it and watch sunrise, sunset...watch the moon go across the sky....over the water.... AD: Then if that's the one you want, we'll get Lucky to get started and-- FW: Um...already done. They both smile.AD: It's smaller than the one I like, but still pretty big. Lots of extra rooms. FW: Yeah....well, I guess the grandkids would need a place to stay. AD: I suppose...wait....grandkids? Fire just smiles, and MIGHT actually be blushing a little....but ... naaaaah. Alex starts to stand up.AD: You...you're not.....are you-- FW: NO, no no.....relax.... He sits back down, and is either relieved or disappointed, or some combination of both.AD: I thought you didn't want-- FW: Eh, been talking about that with Dr. Sid. Just because our parents were horribly abusive doesn't mean we will be. AD: That's true. FW: So eventually. AD: Eventually. More silence as the sun continues to go down.FW: We should head back. AD: Alright! FW: We have tape on Stan and Mai to watch. AD: Awww..... FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 3, 2012 10:28:53 GMT -5
FADE in on the mountains near Ely, Nevada. The sun is close to setting, at least where it could be seen from this vantage point. It's a little bit away from the sunrise point Edra and Clio love so much. Sitting watching the sun set is The Crusher Stan Fulton.
"I dislike that Alex made a similar promo, but when you don't get a chance to talk to an INC alone [OOC: not been a fun weekend; happy to be back in front of my PC][/OCC], you take the chance someone does a promo like you'd been planning.
"The doctors have been keeping a close watch on me lately, what with the multiple shots to the head and all. I shouldn't be wrestling this week. I know that. And yet I cannot not step into that ring.
"But before I get to that I want to address some things. I'm not sure if it was the shots to the head or the spiritual-ness of this place or the prayers of my new friends, but when I was out last time I saw the Light. Many people came and spoke to me during that time. People long gone from this existence. Friends from my past. Enemies too.
"I even think I spoke to Spin Hansen. I faced Spin on my first pay-per-view with the OOWF. I don't know if I said more than five words to him outside of the ring. Another regret.
"Each of those visits gave me something to think about. Something to ponder. They showed me that I've been an evil person. A wicked man doing the Devil's work. They said I had to change.
"So this week I put myself in God's hands and let him guide me on the path towards salvation. I've forsaken my past evils and with some help will also guide those in the OOWF on the correct path.
"So to begin, I'd like to confess my sins and hope that God and those I've sinned against shall forgive me. Father Lou. I should not have struck you. That was wrong and I beg your forgiveness. Second, to The Kai and Aina, Davin Moreland, Outback Jack and Danny Taylor. What I did while a part of the New Guard was also wrong, but I will do my best to mend my ways. I hope you can someday forgive me.
"Finally, to the wrestlers of the OOWF. I know you all. I know you can be saved. And I'm going to start with Alexander and Lisa Darling. Wednesday night at Midweek Mayhem, I and my partner..."
At this, Mai Muyo steps up to the plateau behind Fulton and rests her hand on his shoulder while the sunset shines on them both.
"... will save you."
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 3, 2012 10:31:35 GMT -5
(The American Sunrise Gulfstream lands at Glendale Municipal Airport where a stretch Hummer limo is waiting to take the occupants to their accomodations at the Jobing.com Arena. Down the steps comes Wyatt, Mary Lou, Edra, Clio, Stan, Mai, Matt Folz and Jaime. They get into the limo and head for the Arena.)
Matt: What a weekend. I never would have believed it.
Jaime: It was special. Thank you.
Mary Lou: It was our pleasure.
Edra: It was our pleasure. The workouts were really good.
Clio: Yes, we're glad you were so patient with us.
Jaime: Yes, Matt is known for his...patience.
(Matt just smirks)
Stan: It was nice being back around you this weekend, Matt.
Mai: Yes, like the good old days. Without the breaking people's legs part and stuff.
Wyatt: You know what I can't figure out?
Mary Lou: What, dear?
Wyatt: Why it's alright for folks to hang around and drop in the Destroyatarium, associate with each other, build business and personal relationship, but if WE do it, it's building a cultish stable.
Stan: Because we're the bad guys.
Mai: Are we?
Stan: They say we are.
Mai: But don't we all fall short of perfection? We all have sinned.
Wyatt: We've all had our traumas, our mountains to climb. Sometimes we handle the challenges well, sometimes we don't.
Edra: Sometimes we can't. Sometimes our age...
Clio: Sometimes our incapacitation..
Wyatt: Sometimes we deal with it well. Sometimes we don't
Edra: We believe in turning our misfortunes into learning experiences
Clio: Our defeats into future victories
Stan: Our pains into motivation
Mai: Our faith into power
Mary Lou: Our tragedies...into triumphs
Wyatt: That's not a cult. That's not mind games. That's life. That's family. Thank you all for being our friends, and our family. For all of you, the door is always open. Matt, Jaime, Stan, Mai.
Mary Lou: As Wyatt says, respect earns respect, and you have respected him, Edra, Clio, and me. Thank you.
Wyatt: Oh, by the way, Ms Darling, one of the first things that Mary Lou did was go through the complete company physical.
Edra: Uncle Wyatt!
Wyatt: BY THE DOCTOR, Edra.
Edra: Oh, my bad.
Wyatt: As I said, our company doctor says that apart from some minor contusions from her – conference – with you and our esteemed General Manager, Mary Lou is, pardon the expression, clean as a whistle. So unless you have other...evidence, I suggest leaving my executive assistant out of your discussions. Ladies?
Clio: Phantos, Lucios, you get the distinction of being the first to feel the Power and Glory operating as individual units. Be prepared for pain. Neil style.
Wyatt: Stan, Mai?
Mai: Prepare for our coming Phoenix Rising.
Stan: Mai and I will save you.
Wyatt: Matt?
Matt: LD, it's time I prove myself again. Step up, LD, let's tear the house down, and after I win, give me my title shot. And Chris, stay out of the way.
Wyatt: And we're here. Remember, groups of two or more, Mary Lou, stay with me. Jaime, stay with Matt, Stan and Mai. Let's make these asshole backstabbers work for it.
Edra: Uncle Wyatt!
Clio: Such Language!
Mai: And in front of the children.
Wyatt: Sorry, Ladies. Let's go.
(Everyone cautiously exits the limo and heads for their suites as we...)
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 3, 2012 19:21:13 GMT -5
Fire and Alex are watching the Totally Not Culty Love Fest at the Wyatt Compound. At the first "Save you" from Mai, Fire's spine stiffens, and Alex looks at her, concerned. At the second one, a visible wave of anxiety passes over her, as her eyes get wide, and she swallows hard. Alexander, remembering the last Muyo to say that to Fire, clenches his fists in a rage. Fire is the first to move, as she gets up and puts a chair through the television, and looks around wildly, as Lucky mechanically begins the process of television clean up and replacement...again.
FW: QUORRAS!!!!
AD: There's no s.....
Having heard the crash, Quorras comes out, microphone in hand. Alexander stands and the two of them WALK~! over to her, as the OOWF Promo Banner appears.
AD: Stan. Mai. It's a shame you had to go this route.
FW: There have been many who have tried to "save" the OOWF. Many who have tried to save ME. You know what's happened to them?
AD: They--
FW: THEY! ARE! GONE! I! AM! HERE!
AD: LJ Bennett? Gone. Maybe dead. No one remembers. No one cares. Eric O' Mac? Went to build wells in Africa. Then there was--
FW: Let's not forget, the KING of Saving Us. Mai's brother...Junichiro Muyo. You know, I think I warned people once that two apples from the same tree are going to have the same... um.... how does that go?
AD: What?
FW: There's a .... thing. A saying about two apples.
AD: Apple doesn't far fall from the tree, but that'd be if Eco was Mai's father and--
FW: NEVER mind. Mai, I am trying not to see your brother in you, see you as your own person. But it's clear. You're both insane. Eco needed to be stopped but no one saw it...I didn't see it...until it was almost too late. I'm not going to make that mistake again.
AD: Neither am I. *a look passes between them*.
FW: Stan....look, a lot has been made of you hitching your wagon to different wrestlers, trying to find your place. This isn't it. Stand on your own, but do not become another Tytan or another...well, another me. Get out now. If you need help....
Q: I see you are both very concerned about this. How do you feel about Texpress being at ringside for your match.
AD: It's well known that Zane doesn't like me, and Chad and I...well....but this time, I happen to be okay with it. I don't think we'll need any help, as Fire and I are MORE than capable of handling them, but it's always good for back-up, especially since they have their own back-up all neatly sewn up.
Fire has been pacing during all this, and then grabs the microphone from Quorras.
FW: Wyatt. You want to know why we look at your...okay..."stable" and see cult? Do you not know the history here? Hypnosis? Isolation? Shiny-Happy-Do-As-I Do-And-Get-Absolved philosophies? I know what that does. I've lived it. It nearly destroyed me.
*Alex puts a hand on Fire's shoulder, but she throws it off in a rage, now, anxiety gone. Only rage remaining*
FW: When I finally...FINALLY...got free...I vowed that would never happen in any promotion I was a part of again. I kept that vow when Psykle showed up with his asshole controlling manager. And if you think I haven't been watching your relationship with your charges VERY closely...well, to borrow a phrase, you just haven't been paying attention. Just because I'm not broadcasting it, doesn't mean I'm not.
And now that you've gone and aligned yourself with the sister of the very man who did this, and who is spouting the same philosophy...yeah. Now you've got my full focus. It's what you've wanted all along. Hope you can handle it, because really? I don't think you can. Best go back and do your homework.
AD: Stan...Mai...we're going out to the ring and we're going to do what we do better than any one else. We're going to beat you, in the ring, with no shenanigans unless you bring them yourselves. If you can keep it clean....then that will go a long way towards convincing us that this was just an unfortunate choice of words.
FW: Twice.
AD: Twice.
FW: But if you take it beyond that? Well, we are more than capable of getting rid of you...the same way we got rid of Bennett...Eric....and Junichiro Muyo. Sparkle that, bitches.
AD: Booyah.
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 3, 2012 19:23:35 GMT -5
*Fade in to the Hallway of Posted Lineups, where we find El Lobo Sangriento READING~! the lineup for this week’s Mayhem…
ELS: Let’s see…yep. Title shot coming. Looks like my plan’s working.
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ELS: You there, Voiceover Guy?
VG: Yeah. You’re not done, are you?
ELS: I suuure am.
VG: Damn.
*FADE*
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 3, 2012 20:36:00 GMT -5
(Wyatt Cox is in his office at the OOWF Complex near the jobking.com Arena in Glendale. He is in conference with the twins and Mary Lou.)
Wyatt: Go through the Run DEA tapes a little more, see if we've missed anything. Then hit the gym, work on your notes with the workers, OK.
Edra: Yes, Uncle Wyatt.
Clio: We won't let you down.
Wyatt: I have faith in you. Mary Lou, make sure the CD's are ready for Thursday morning's press conference, the invitations are out, and the venue is set up.
Mary Lou: On it. Dear.
(Mary lou kisses Wyatt and they both smile as she leaves the room. Wyatt composes himself and turns to the INC.)
Wyatt: Ms Darling, you just don't get it. This isn't about me. This is about those two, Power and Glory. They are amazingly good in the ring. Less than three months in the ring. They're winning matches that no one ever thought possible. I do this for them. Period. In your heart, you KNOW they've got what it takes. They want to win it all. Not for me, but for their mom...and for Beth.
Wyatt: Now you, and your husband, well. How can you be the face of an organization with the huge demons in your life. Mary Lou is a wonderful woman. In a way, I guess I should thank you for your horrible judgement. I haven't felt like this since...
Wyatt: Back to business. There's a show on SyFy (Seriously now, what idiot came up with that NAME?) called Warehouse 13. They say the mind is capable of tremendous things. More than we think is possible. Well, Power and Glory know that. They've been doing that for 24 years. They're focused, they're determined. Go ahead, deny it. You can lie to the rest of the world.
Wyatt: But you can't lie to yourself. And you know, in your heart, that they can do it.
Wyatt: Now, to Mr Fulton and Ms Muyo. You know they're talented. You know they're so much better than the first time you saw them. Granted, he's still at far less than 100 percent thanks to the Hawaiians and their Wahine ho'okamakama. and this Ski Mask Guy. He's a bit confused, and if he offended you, I apologize. But I am confident that at the end of the night you will know that you've been through a war.
Wyatt: But don't worry. There's always a place for good looking, well built, insane women in this sport. After all, AJ can't last forever.
(Wyatt turns back to his computer as we...) FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 3, 2012 22:08:02 GMT -5
<we cut to the back and see a Bill talking to Justin. We see them only from the chest up. Justin has his eyes closed tight, and Bill is giving him instruction>
ABFD: There, close your eyes and visualatize yourself, you done broke that mule, and you are riding like the wind!
JS: I am?
ABFD: Hell yeah you is! Now, imagine yourself, Justin Sane, defender or womerns in distress, ridin like the wind, through a field of fresh hewn sunflowers, comin to make that lady his own
JS: Wow!
ABFD: Hell yeah son! That there is what you call the poetry! I saw that sumbitchin picture on one of them romancey books what turns the womerns on! You ready?
JS: I’m ready!
ABFD: Son…..sound off like you got a pair
JS: I’M READY!
ABFD: I DIDN’T HEAR YOU!
JS: <yelling at the top of his voice> I’M READIER THAN HELL!
ABFD: ALLRIGHT SON! KICK YOUR HEELS IN THAT OL DRUNKEY’S RIBS AND RIDE LIKE THE WIND!
JS: HELLLL YEAH!
<Justin clicks his heels in his donkey’s ribs, and the donkey stands there and snorts>
JS: HELL YEAH! I’M WILDER’N HELL! RIDE LIKE THE WIND!
<We pan down and we see Drunkey 2 ‘Lectric Boogaloo has training wheels duct taped to his legs…..poorly. They don’t actually touch the ground, and are sticking out at weird angles>
ABFD: Go slow! You don’t wanna spook him! PACE YOURSELF SON!
JS: I’M DOIN IT! HELL YEAH!
<Justin and Drunkey 2 Lectric Boogaloo amble off down the hall, with Justin whooping it up the whole time. The camera pans back to Bill, who takes a long drink from his mason jar of pine cone party likker and wipes away a tear>
That chere Justin is the breeze He keeps blowin down that road Feller done learned to ride with ease He keeps on a rollin down that road He done got all my money He don’t carry no……
HEY! SLOW UP SON! YOU DONE GOT MY MONIES!
<Bill and Drunkey take off after Justin. The hunt. Is on.>
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 3, 2012 22:08:38 GMT -5
**L.D. Williams is having coffee at Ric’s when SFJ#47 sits down across from him.**
SFJ#47: “Ready?”
LDW: “For?”
SFJ#47: “You haven‘t had anything to say for over a week. Time to catch up.”
LDW: “Remember when not saying much was my gimmick? I liked those days.“
SFJ#47: “Danny Taylor does that gimmick better than you ever did.”
LDW: “He’s certainly more committed to it…All right, hit me.“
SFJ#47: “Rabbit Mask.”
LDW: <chuckles> “He wanted an easy way out of the match, so he took advantage of the submission hold by tapping out. That’s…well it’s an interesting way of looking at it, certainly. When Usagi decides that the world heavyweight championship is worthy of his efforts, I‘ll show him what it means to really drop someone on their head.”
SFJ#47: “Comrade Sharkoff.”
LDW: “I like that guy. Very underrated. Like I tell everyone else, comrade - you want it? Come get me.”
SFJ#47: “Matt Folz.”
LDW: “When you fight for a living like we do, you come to realize that there are some people you would rather fight with than against. For me, Matt Folz is the backwards of that. Don‘t like the guy. Never have, likely never will. One thing I‘ll give him credit for - he‘s honest about what he is. You want to tear the house down Matt? You want to rebuild your reputation? We can do that. Can you beat me? I doubt it, but I look forward to you trying. That is, if your old buddy stays out of the way.”
SFJ#47: “Which brings us to the last name on the list - Chris Evans.”
LDW: “Cubby wants to play psychopath - isn’t that cute? You’ve proven you can’t out wrestle me when it counts Chris, so now you’ve resorted to backstage attacks. Am I supposed to be intimidated? Threatened? Frightened ? Amused?
As for your request for a cage match, may I remind you of Kinzen Zansatsu? L.D. Williams and Moosehead Jack - the team the Japanese fans christened ‘joyful slaughter‘. Do you really think amping up the violence will work in your favour? Tell you what, let’s really up the ante. Barbed wire cage. Razor wire, even. How about a Taipei death match?
It doesn’t matter which way you go Chris. I can out-wrestle you, out-fight you, and just plain out-do you in whatever contest you devise. So talk to Selena. Get whatever match you like. The belt’s yours…
…if you can take it.”
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 3, 2012 22:46:45 GMT -5
We come up in the hallway of random encounters and see Justin Sane and Awesome Bill standing in front of Justin's training Drunkey. The donkey appears to have no desire to move, and both men are at a lost.
ABFD: Hell son, I can't figure it out, we got's the training doohickeys in place, this sumenabitch should be rip roaring and ready to go. I can't figure what for it's not making headway.
Justin looks at it from several different angles, before shrugging his shoulders.
Justin: Are we sure this is a Drunkey?
ABFD: It came from the same place as the last one. Why do you ask.
Justin: Dunno. I was just wondering if maybe it was a Drunkette?
At this the donkey let's out a bray and takes off into a quick trot. Justin makes a flying leap and catches it's neck, barely holding on as it heads off down the halls.
ABFD: Hell yeah son. You done found you a lady mule. That's Outstander then hell. Woo Hoo.
The camera tries to follow but fails as we FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 3, 2012 22:47:18 GMT -5
Mai is watching the television, quietly, alone, and cringes at a couple points of Fire and Alex's promo. It's late at night. None of her friends appear to be around. She leans back in her chair and plays with a watch.
Mai: I don't know what to say. Should I say sorry that our words upset you? That always sounds like a very insincere apology. But should I really apologize for the content?
At the end of the day, I don't think we disagree. You're both skeptical of salvation through Man. You know I don't believe in such things. Neither does Stan. God is the one who saves. Stan and I want to be his vessels.
What's the difference, you probably ask? Just people spewing mumbo-jumbo, certain of their own righteousness. The difference is humility. Every time my brother fell, it was due to the same self-centered instinct in him, the instinct that led him to slap his face on the side of a jet plane. When he didn't have a loyal partner to temper him, he succumbed to his fallenness.
And I wish you had more pity for him, despite what he did to you. Because your own darkness is like his, but filtered through a distorted mirror of sorts, where that which broke him comforts you.
Alex and Li--no, I know you prefer Firewoman from me, so I'll refer to you that way. Alexander Darling and Firewoman. I think you both have good hearts. You know how much I admired you both, looked up to you both more than my brother in planning my own career. You're both very introspective people. You can even get lost in yourself. And if I may dare to generalize, you sometimes find solace in self-confidence, bordering on arrogance. (air quotes) "I'm Alexander Darling, and you're just not."
It appeals to me--maybe it even sparkles with me--because I'm so insecure at times. I fear that I'm not doing the Lord's work one day, and then I feel that I'm failing to be loyal to my friends on another. I seek safety and security, like I feel with Stan and Wyatt's people, and sometimes I do things I shouldn't because I crave that security, as I did with the New Guard.
But I think the alternative--seeking solace in self-confidence, self-assuredness--is even more dangerous, at least for me. As Yeats said, "The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity."
I think your marriage may be a real spiritual blessing. Of course marriage is intended to be a blessing, a sacrament, but if it makes you focus on loving each other where you might have otherwise focused inwardly, maybe even on love of self, that's a double blessing.
But remember your task is not only to love each other, but to help each other focus on loving the world...and your God, whether or not you're open to that part now. That doesn't mean trusting the world or being foolish--I would never expect you to place trust in Jack ever again. But please don't brag to me about "getting rid of" your enemies. I seek to heal my enemies--yes, to save them--or be sorrowful that I cannot, and give it up to God.
"Do I take any pleasure in the death of the wicked? declares the Sovereign LORD. Rather, am I not pleased when they turn from their ways and live?" Ezekiel 18:23.
I'll pray for Patrick tonight.
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 3, 2012 22:48:01 GMT -5
<we stay in the hallway, Justin has Drunkette under control and he and Bill are riding side by side, singing. Bill is clearly drunk, while Justin is…..well, Justin>
Oh, give me a home, where don’t no Shark Dracula’s roam And we get to rassle for pay Where them promos is heard And the fighting goes on all day
Home, damn this is strange Where we get to rassle for pay Where them promos is heard And the fighting goes on all day
Now I know, that neither a us is all too bright We drink our drink from old mason jars I done stood there amazed with my eyes all a’glazed While Power N’Glory trains
Home, damn this is strange Where we get to rassle for pay Where them promos is heard And the fighting goes on all day
<Bill and Justin ride by Firewoman, who is storming down the hall, pissed off about something or other. Bill tips his trucker hat at her and says “ma’am” Fire just stops and stares at Bill for a moment, then shakes her head and continues on her way>
Where I ain’t so sure, what is real or tee vee The wrasslers ain’t always quite right But I team with this ol boy Justin Sane Now who the hell ain’t so bright?
Home, damn this is strange Where we get to rassle for pay Where them promos is heard And the fighting goes on all day
Oh, I love these wild times in this fed of ours From Moose and his love of screams And the religion what for he done mocked And the blood stained mats don’t come clean
Home, damn this is strange Where we get to rassle for pay Where them promos is heard And the fighting goes on all day
<Bill and Justin come to the Destroyitarium and climb off Drunkey and Drunkette and hitch them to the post outside the door - because why WOULDN'T there be a hitching post? Justin goes inside and Bill stops for a moment, looks around>
Outdamnstandener than hell
<He goes into the Destroyitarium and the last thing we hear is "ok who wants to have a drinking contest?" before we fade>
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 4, 2012 3:23:51 GMT -5
(Wyatt Cox is turning away from his computer, bleary eyes but a bright smile as he sees an INC and figures, what the hell....)
Mai, Mai, Mai. I knew I loved you for a reason. You see, you make my point stronger and more forcefully than I ever could.
You see, had the Darlings said the same things that sweet Mai said, they would be cheered for their compassion, their wisdom, their openness.
But because it's the Evil Mai Muyo, the sister of that demon Junichiro Muyo, with the compassionate speech, this is vile, controlling, demonic, cult-like...
Amazing, isn't it. But given this business, it's not surprising.
I remember someone who used to have a very foul mouth. He beat up the boss, swilled beer, and told everyone he was number one. With the wrong finger.
Everyone who opposed him...was the bad guy.
Why? Because that's they way evil works. Good is bad and bad is good and white is black and black is white....
We believe in God. Lisa Darling believes in … something else … Lord knows what.
Because we believe, we are criticised as being Cultists .. by the Elitists.
The claim we wear Purple Nikes, sleep under purple blankets, and drink Flavorade.
First, let me point out that I don't waste money. Flavorade is ten cents a packet, Kool Aid is twenty five cents a packet.
Second, Nike Shoes are made in overseas sweatshops. We support American workers. We wear New Balance shoes. The ladies wear pink, I wear black.
And yes, I sometimes sleep under a purple blanket. Because that blanket belonged to Beth.
(Off Camera Mary Lou calls, “Are you coming?”)
I'll be right there, dear.
If you'll pardon me, this evil, mean, cult leader has an appointment...with a very lovely woman.
(Wyatt gets up from the computer, turns off the light, and we...)
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Jul 4, 2012 21:58:26 GMT -5
Somewhere in the halls of the OOWF Arena/Hotel complex, since it's never really clear exactly where the heck we are, there is an alarm clock going off. Very early. The INC is curious and follows the sound. Down the Stairway of Extreme Violence, through the winding Hallway of Random Encounters....The sound gets louder until it stops in front of a door that says, "DEA Luxury Suites" on it. The INC takes a deep breath (INCs breathe right?) and goes in.
The INC walks...floats...whatever they do, through the front lounge and living area. The sound is clearly coming from the sleeping area. The INC hesitates. What horrors could await there, given Firewoman's um....let's say...predilections? We're about to find out, as this is one Brave Little INC, and the door opens to find.....
A plain room. Dresser. Bed. Couple of lamps. Two sleeping figures. And an alarm clock on the nightstand. That's boring.
Finally, one of the figures moves and sits up.
AD: How do you NOT hear that?
He reaches out and BARELY touches the shoulder of the person next to him, who jumps up and might have struck him had he not moved, which he appears to be much practiced at.
FW: WHAT!?
AD: Alarm. Why is it going off?
FW: *sleepily and obviously not quite in this world yet* I don't know...what day is it.
AD: Wednesday.
FW: It's not to run with Stank, because that's at....OH!!! IT'S TODAY!!!!
Firewoman suddenly snaps to alertness and sits straight up.
AD: *clearly also still not quite awake*Mayhem is always on Wednesdays. Why do we have to go through this every week?
FW: No....silly...it's....TODAY!!!
Firewoman leaps off the bed and runs into the bathroom. Alexander sits there for a minute, thinking he should probably be wondering what she's talking about, but the decides it's too early to care and lays back down. A few minutes later, Fire comes out dressed in jeans and a red, white, and blue tie dye tank top, putting her hair in a quick pony tail.
FW: You just going to lay there?
AD: Yes. Come get me at noon.
FW: Okay. Your loss.
Firewoman shakes her head and leaves, in her haste not really noticing the Brave Little INC and his total breach of security.
The Brave Little INC follows her out to the living room. She goes into her shrine room for a bit....then comes out, grabs a bag and rushes out the door. The INC follows.
Firewoman creeps down the Hallway unti she finds a crossroads. She opens her bag and gets a block of something covered with brightly covered paper. She gets out her trusty Zippo lighter, bends down and lights the fuse, and jumps back a safe distance.
Things start happening very fast as the gunpowder lights and launches into the air, one after the other, for about two minutes. Right into the ceiling. Where they ricochet off and go down hallways filling them with brightly colored sparkles, loud bangs, and smoke. Lots of smoke.
Firewoman surveys the scene once they are done.
FW: Oh right.. Ceilings. Need to find someplace higher....I GOT IT!
She picks up her back, and heads down the hallway. The Brave Little INC stays behind a bit to capture footage of the area, and then notices after a few seconds the smoke has triggered the sprinklers system....
TO BE CONTINUED....
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