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Post by BookerShark on Aug 9, 2012 16:46:09 GMT -5
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem Live! From Saika, Japan
OOWF Intercontinental Title Match - If Soaring Eagle Loses, He Gets No Intercontinental Title Matches for 90 Days[/u] Rabbit Mask vs. Ricky Soaring Eagle
Non-Title Street Fight[/u] Ghosthead vs. Danny Taylor
Non-Title Match[/u] Chris Evans vs. LD Williams vs. Matt Folz
Phoenix Rising & Alexis Darling vs. Power & Glory & Moosehead Jack Stank vs. Johnny Adrenaline Attitude Adjuster vs. FF Capslock Stan Fulton vs. The Kai Justin Sane vs. Zane Myers Awesome Bill From Dawsonville vs. Chad Madison Mai Muyo vs. Comrade Sharkoff
Card subject to seppuku
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 9, 2012 16:47:16 GMT -5
BLINCy hears of a commotion back stage, so he heads that way. He turns the corner, and sees a fight... a REAL fight. He gets closer, and sees Firewoman grab Moose by the hair and throw him against the concrete wall. He collapses and she launches into his mid section with knees, and pulls his head down into a knee. He slides further down the wall, as Texpress show up on the scene pulling Fire off him, and having a really hard time doing it. Danny, Vic, Stank, LD and Ghosthead show up as well. They all go to help Chad and Zane restrain Fire, except for Vic who wisely stays bac. Stank stands between Fire and Moose. Clio and Edra arrive on the scene, but Moose warns them to stay back.
FW: LET ME GO! LET ME THE FUCK GO! MOOSE, I AM GOING TO--
MHJ: *laughing even as blood runs down his face* What are you going to do, Lisa...WHINE AT ME?
Firewoman shrieks a lot like a wild cat, shocking Clio and Edra.
FW: Get...LET GO.
MHJ: Lucas, I told you not to get involved.
St: I'm not involved, I"m just standing here.
FW: IN MY WAY.
Fire struggles a bit more and it really does take all the men every thing they have, while Moose just laughs.
Stank: *to Moose* Will you SHUT THE HELL UP?
This seems to stun Moose a little bit and he stops laughing, but not smiling. Fire relaxes a bit, and so does everyone else. Big mistake. Fire lunges, getting past Stank. Ghosthead merely stands back, watching, and Clio and Edra start moving towards Fire and Moose. Fire pounces and looks like she's trying to rip the skin off Moose's face.
Stank: *to Power and Glory* Uh-uh. Don't even think about getting involved in this.
They stop, clearly outnumbered by Fire's allies, and Stank turns to Fire and Moose, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her off. She screams in rage, the sound echoing through the halls. Selena arrives on the scene with security, and security looks very reluctant to get involved.
GMtSa-T: WHAT THE HECK IS THIS.
Stank: Just the Quinns working a few things out.
GMtSa-T: Not in the hallway you aren't. You two are too valuable to the board to kill each other backstage. You'll do it in the ring.
Fire is still struggling, but Stank has a hold of her waist, and has lifted her off the ground.
FW: GET! OFF! ME!
Stank: Nope.
MHJ: C'mon Lucas, let her go. What's the worst she'll do.
Stank: I don't think you really wanna know that as much as you think you do.
MHJ: I'd be happy to meet her in the ring, Mouse, but she has that pussy no-match clause.
FW: Fine. I'll do it. I'll meet you anywhere. In the ring, out of the ring. Wherever I can rip that smile off your face and shove it down your throat!
MHJ: There ya go Selena. Make it something special.
GMtSa-T: I will....*to Fire* Go back to the hospital and check on your husband.
FW: Don't fucking TELL ME WHAT TO DO!
GMtSa-T: Stank...before I tell Victor to use his taser.
Stank: I'm on it.
MHJ: Gee, Fire...I thought there was NOTHING I could do to get you in the ring with me. Maybe you'll think a little before you issue another ultimatum like that.
GMtSa-T: *To Moose* You...you go back to ...I dunno whatever room in the basement you call a locker room. Power and Glory can help you. Everyone else go......somewhere else. I don't care. Sheesh.
Selena storms off as the crowd starts to disperse. Stank still has a hold of Fire's waist, her feet off the ground, and Chad, Zane, Danny, Vic, and LD stand between her and Moose. Clio and Edra go to Moose and help him up.
MHJ: I don't need your help.
E: I've never seen her like that.
C: It's kinda...hot....
MHJ: Remember what I said. Stay out of it. Don't get in between--
He's interrupted by Stank cursing in pain as Fire has kicked at his knee (not the bad one) to get him to let go. But she does not go after Moose, who is well down the hallway. She instead brutalizes random objects in the hallway, while her friends herd her the direction of a cab Lucky has for her to take her to the hospital. Clio and Edra nod, as they follow Moose, who has grabbed a somewhat beaten up cigar out of his pocket, and lit it, smiling like the cat that caught the canary. Only Ghosthead remains on the scene. Standing silently.
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 9, 2012 16:48:24 GMT -5
(The scene is the dressing room of Power and Glory. Edra and Clio are involved in an argument with Wyatt and Mary Lou.)
Wyatt: [/i] He told you NO!
Clio: [/i] I don't care. He needs us to help him!
Edra: [/i] He's alone. Who knows who might try something?
Mary Lou: [/i] He survived a long time before we got here!
Clio: [/i] But this is different. The Darlings..
Wyatt: [/i] ..are going to stay out of it. She told them to.
Clio: [/i] Like honor means anything to THEM!
Edra: [/i] They'll do anything....
Wyatt: [/i] (shouting)ENOUGH!
(Edra and Mary Lou jump, while Clio and Wyatt engage in a staredown.)
Clio: [/i] (coldly) Mr Moose told us not to let ANYONE stand in our way of what we feel is the right thing to do.
Wyatt: [/i] Does that mean me, young lady?
Clio: [/i] ...maybe, Daddy, maybe...
Wyatt: [/i] So you'd go after Fire despite what Moose and I told you to do, and leave your sister to stand alone against two people who've threatened me personally.
Edra: [/i] Wait, I know about Alex, but Alexis?
Wyatt: [/i] Oh, that's right. That was when you two were out partying with Ashley and Spencer in Detroit.
Clio: [/i] But I didn't think...
Wyatt: [/i] Hang on.
(Wyatt pulls up OOWF Archives on his tablet and pulls up the event from June 12th)
(A look of pure anger and hate comes over Clio's face, while Edra seems...shocked)
Edra: [/i] So that explains it...why you were so upset.
Wyatt: [/i] Hardly. I was worried. If Alexis was willing to come after me, how would I know that she wouldn't come after you two.
Clio: [/i] She touched you. She dies....
Mary Lou: [/i] Now, Clio...
Wyatt: [/i] Not now, sweetheart. Just hold on to that hate. Moose's sister may have disrespected us, Alex may have threatened us, but so far, the only Darling to have touched us outside of the ring, damaged us, ruined our wedding day...
Edra: [/i] Alexis. It was a trick by Alexis. Ashley and Spencer....
Wyatt: [/i] I tried to warn you. They're Darlings. None of them can be trusted.
Edra: [/i] (Very hurt) I can't believe it. I thought they were....
Wyatt: [/i] THEY ARE DARLINGS! Now, put them all out of your minds but Alex and Alexis. They are the ones we need to worry about.
Edra: [/i] But Dad, Ashley and Spencer...
(Clio grabs Edra roughly about the neck and goes nose to nose with her.)
Clio: [/i] LOOK AT ME. Daddy is right. Put Ashley, put Spencer, put Fire out of your mind, Alexis hurt Daddy, hurt Mary Lou. Alex is the instigator. They want Daddy gone. They want US gone. We don't give up. Daddy is RIGHT!
(Clio lets go of Edra and a changed look comes over her face. It's that evil grin that Clio shares. Mary Lou cringes at the sight.)
Edra: [/i] Alex and Alexis. They're the targets.
Clio: [/i] Don't worry, Daddy. We won't let you down.
Wyatt: [/i] I know you won't sweetheart. Now the two of you go get ready to head to Saika.
Clio: [/i] We will, Daddy.
(Edra and Clio leave the room as a shaken Mary Lou takes Wyatt by the arm.)
Mary Lou: [/i] What was that?
Wyatt: [/i] That's getting each other on the same page.
Mary Lou: [/i] But it seemed...
Wyatt: [/i] ...yeah, creepy. But it works.
Mary Lou: [/i] For the first time since I've been here, I'm officially scared of the twins.
Wyatt: [/i] Don't be. As long as you're with me, they won't dare do anything to you. Remember, you have a special place in their...hearts.
Mary Lou: [/i] (Smacks Wyatt's arm, smiling) Stop it! Perv!
Wyatt: [/i] Hey, at least my girls have good taste.
(Wyatt and Mary Lou kiss as we....)
FADE.
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 9, 2012 16:49:25 GMT -5
Firewoman is sitting in an ER hospital room, considerably calmer. She's still in her ring gear from last night. Alex is sleeping. She shuffles her feet and that wakes him up.
FW: Go back to sleep.
AD: Huh? What happened?
FW: You um.....you took a driver of some kind on the floor. I didn't see...I was....I wasn't paying attention to you...I was focused on the ring....
AD: Driver on the floor? That doesn't sound like your cowboys.
FW: Yeah....well.....if I had seen.....I'm...I'm sorry.
AD: It's okay, Lis...I'll be fine......
FW: That's not why I'm sor--
AD: How long will I be here?
FW: Up to the doc. They seem to think you got lucky, but they wanted you to rest a little, so maybe shut up and stop--
AD: I know I'm groggy, but you're slurring your words. Are you drunk?
FW: No....just....they gave me a sedative....I was a bit upset....
AD: Awwwwwwwww......
Alex reaches out and grabs Fire's hand.
FW: Look, there's something....
AD: You're bleeding?
FW: Huh?
Fire reaches up with her free hand, which is balled into a fist, and notices there is indeed a cut on her cheek that is slowly trickling blood. She wipes it absent-mindedly, watching her fresh blood mix in with Moose's dried blood on her hand.
FW: Oh...he musta got a lucky shot in.
AD: Who? Fire...this isn't making sense...Texpress are not--
FW: It's okay Alex. I just need you to know that--
Fire is interrupted by ER folks coming in to check Alex's vitals, shine bright lights in his eyes, all that stuff. They nod positively, and say medical things indicating he may be released soon. They leave.
AD: Good...line-up posted?
FW: Yeah.
AD: Who we got?
FW: We....we're in a trios match. Me, you, and Alexis against--
AD: Yay, the band is back together. So I guess we didn't win the belts.
FW: Champ....no, no we didn't.
AD: It's okay...we'll get them back.
FW: I know.....look Alex....I need.....I'm....I'm sorry.
AD: It's okay...you were keeping your focus in the ring, where it's supposed to be.
FW: Yeah...no, okay, but that's not what I'm sorry about.
AD: Then what?
FW: Well...
Another ER person comes in.
ER: Ms. Darling, you'll have to leave. He needs a little more--
FW: *glaring* I. am. not. leaving.
AD: It's okay, Lis...
FW: Xan, look....You just....you can't be alone right now.
AD: I'm in a hospital full of people.
FW: You know what I mean...well, you don't....but...
AD: It's fine. You look like hell. Go get some rest, and we can get out of here. I can't rest if I'm worried about you.
FW: ....
AD: ....
FW: Fine...just...I'm sorry.
AD: It's fine. I'm fine.
He squeezes Fire's hand, as she nods. Her eyes get teared up, and he reaches up and caresses her face, still not knowing what she's sorry about. She gets up, kisses him on the forehead and walks out. As she does her face changes from sadness to rage, as the ninja cam focuses on her other hand, the one Alex didn't hold. She's holding what looks like a necklace, the gold chain through her fingers. She's squeezing it so tightly that it's almost like she's trying to crush it.
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 9, 2012 16:50:26 GMT -5
The crowd erupts into a mixture of "BOOOOOOOOOOOO" and "NO! NO! NO!" chants, both at the declaration of Eagle as the victor and at the DQ finish itself. Rabbit Mask isn't finished, however. Danny Taylor retrieves the Intercontinental Championship from ringside and attempts to hand it over to Rabbit (the belt being draped across both hands), but Rabbit kicks the belt which then smashes into Danny's face, laying him out. Rabbit now turns his attention to Ricky, using the ropes to pull himself to his feet. Rabbit runs the ropes, preparing to spear Ricky through them to the floor, but Ricky tumbles through them himself and lands on his feet before Rabbit can hit the move. Ricky backtracks up the ramp with a sneer as Rabbit grabs a microphone from ringside.
RM: This obviously wasn't the ending I had in mind. Danny Taylor, you called for the DQ. Totally unnecessary. Myself and Ricky Soaring Eagle are more than capable of handling ourselves, ok? We don't need you watching over us like the white knight you believe you are. Turn your back for once, man. Let things progress without pushing your mega-babyface agenda on the rest of us. Some of us don't need rules or guidelines, we don't need anyone to stop us from going too far. Some of us happen to enjoy pushing the limits of our beings, seeing how far we can fall before managing to slay the laws of the universe and rise above them. I have risen, and in time, all will bear witness to just how high my spirit reaches. The loopholes will soon run out, and my aurora will engulf those of weaker emittance. All of you will realize the truth, as you bow down to me, beg of me, and pray to me.
Rabbit Mask drops the microphone and grabs Danny Taylor by the hair. Head Drop #3, instantly followed by Head Drop #1. Rabbit leaves Danny in a heap and marches backstage to near-silence.
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 9, 2012 16:51:20 GMT -5
(Edra and Clio are unpacking in surprising silence at their suite in Saika when a voice is heard at the door)
Voice: [/i] Ladies, are we ready to tear down the house?
(Edra and Clio look up to see Moosehead Jack. Clio runs and hugs him, while Edra steps over to shake his hand)
Moose: [/i] I'm not use to this kind of greeting.
Clio: [/i] You deserve it. You totally took out that Darling.
Edra: [/i] Yeah, and if all those others hadn't been around last night...
Moose: [/i] Enough. I meant what I said. For now, Lisa is mine. You two will have your hand full with the other Darlings.
Edra: [/i] Yeah, especially that Alexis. She's got some payback coming.
Clio: [/i] For last night, and for what she did to Daddy and Mary Lou.
Moose: [/i] Take it easy. I hate having to be the voice of reason, but you two need to step back.
Edra: [/i] What do you mean?
Moose: [/i] You let the holy rollers beat you at your own game. They outwrestled you using your own techniques. The ones your father worked so hard to teach you.
Clio: [/i] But...
Moose: [/i] You two have let the blood lust get in the way of your training, haven't you?
(The twins are caught off guard and can't answer.)
Moose: [/i] Clio, you say you want to be just like me, a double grand slam winner.
Clio: [/i] (meekly) Yes, sir.
Moose: [/i] Do you know what title I had to win twice to do that? The Onslaught title. Pure wrestling. To win that twice pissed off so many people. (smiling) The bloodthirsty Moosehead Jack holding the Onslaught title.
Edra: [/i] (also smiling) That had to have the Darling's panties in a bunch.
Moose: [/i] But I did it, because despite being the King of the Taipei Death Match, I CAN wrestle. I just choose not to. You two, on the other hand, have the capability, the drive, the desire, even the raw skill to be better than almost anyone. But look at last night.
Clio: [/i] (still uncharacteristically very meek) So what we should do is...get back into training.
Moose: [/i] Absolutely. Throw yourselves into it as if your very lives depended on it. I need you two to keep the Incest Twins off my back...so I can concentrate on bringing back my sister. That is the most important thing. Alex will do anything to try to keep his precious Lisa Darling. I can't allow that.
Edra: [/i] And Alexis. We owe her.
Moose: [/i] As much as it pains me to say this, your father is right. Stay focused. Keep it to wrestling. Do to the Darlings what Ghosthead did to the Bloody Wolf. But do it in the ring. Use shortcuts only when it benefits you. Once you get as skilled as Wyatt and Beth were, then we talk about...alternatives.
Clio: [/i] (Finally smiling) You are so incredibly smart.
Moose: [/i] It's logic. Common sense. Survival instinct. Call it what you will, if you two have the Darlings tied up in the Tree of Woe or knocking them senseless with that Double Elimination, they can't get in the way.
(Moose touches the twins' faces uncharacteristically affectionately.)
Moose: [/i] And I don't want those pretty faces scarred up yet. You have too far to go.
Clio: [/i] (Placing a hand on Moose's shoulder) We'll do as you say, sir. We'll try not to let you down.
Edra: [/i] (Places a hand on Moose's other shoulder) Thank you, sir.
Moose: [/i] Enough with the sir stuff. It's Moose to you two, OK?
Edra: [/i] Yes sir...Moose.
Moose: [/i] Now get to work.
Clio: [/i] Whatever you say, Moose.
(Moose leaves the girls room and looks around. He finds Wyatt and Mary Lou in his office.)
Moose: [/i] Wyatt, Mary Lou.
Wyatt: [/i] Moose! (Wyatt gets up and walks over to shake hands with Moose) This will be a hell of a week.
Moose: [/i] I just talked to your girls. Get them back in the gym, get them on the basics. I need them at their wrestling best this week.
Wyatt: [/i] OK, but...
Moose: [/i] I need them to keep Alex and Alexander busy, and I'd rather they tie them into knots rather than trying to beat them senseless. (Moose smiles) They're Darlings. They have no sense.
Wyatt: [/i] Whatever you say, Moose. I'll set up some time for the three of us...
Moose: [/i] Two. The girls.
Wyatt: [/i] But...oh, I get it. Divide and conquer. While they're keeping Alex and Alexis busy...
Moose: [/i] ...I'll be engaging my sister in some...tough love. (Moose smiles) Trust me.
Wyatt: [/i] Oh, I do. We – Mary Lou and I – got you a little gift.
(Mary Lou hands Wyatt a bag. It contains a box of cigars and a bottle of Jamesons.0
Wyatt: [/i] Enjoy them.
Moose: [/i] Thank you. I've got to get out of here. Your niceness might be contagious.
(Everyone laughs as Moose shakes hands with Wyatt and leaves. Wyatt sits back down with Mary Lou.)
Mary Lou: [/i] He likes them, doesn't he.
Wyatt: [/i] I think so, in his own way. Come on, these reports won't polish themselves.
Mary Lou: [/i] How do you deal with this garbage?
Wyatt: [/i] Oh, Moose isn't that bad a guy.
Mary Lou: [/i] I mean these political reports. Honestly.
Wyatt: [/i] Oh, that. It's a living...
(Mary Lou and Wyatt go back to work as we...)
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 11, 2012 7:20:35 GMT -5
GM Selena is in her office. The lights are dimmed and she's resting her head in her hands with her elbows on her desk. Kai enters quietly, sits down across from her and puts his feet on the desk.
GMSa-T: Dude...seriously?
Kai: You wanted to see the Kai. You got the Kai Little One.
GMSa-T: You don't put your feet in front of people in Japan. You know that.
Kai: The Kai has geishas to show some Kielbasa to, so what's up?
GMSa-T: After that shot you took from Fatt Rolz, I seriously doubt you'll be using your...I'm not gonna say that tonight.
Kai: Fatt Rolz will pay for that. No jabroni touches the Kai's Keilbasa!
GMSa-T: Noted. NOW GET YOUR FEET OFF MY DESK!
Kai does as he's told.
Kai: So speak Little One, the Kai doesn't have all night! The Kai loves visiting with you, but spill already.
GMSa-T: I'm worried about you.
Kai: Little One, you don't need to worry about the Kai. The Kai is great. The Kai...
GMSa-T: Dude, it's me, you can drop the schtick.
Kai: What are you worried about?
GMSa-T: This is like totally your first time alone in wrestling. Period.
Kai: Yeah? So? I've been in the business for over seven years now.
GMSa-T: With Omar, or Aina, or even Noelani handling things for you.
Kai: The Kai can handle himself.
GMSa-T: Can you?
Kai: You have more pressing issues like those masked jabronis interrupting the show.
GMSa-T: Oh, I'm looking into that. But you're my friend and I love you. You matter.
Kai: So what are you saying? You're General Manager. You can't show me any favoritism.
GMSa-T: And I'm not. But I think you need...
They look at each other as if they're in a staring contest. Selena clearly doesn't want to say what she's about to.
Kai: Out with it.
GMSa-T: ...a manager.
Kai: The Kai needs no manager! The Kai has the millions...
Crowd: AND MILLIONS!
Kai: ...of the Hawai'ian Nation behind him! The Kai is the Ass beating, pie eating, jabroni smashing...
GMSa-T: STOP! Listen! At the very least you need someone to handle the day to day stuff you've never done. I don't want you falling through the cracks here and since I can't help you do that, I want someone to.
Kai: I. Do not. Want. A manager.
GMSa-T: Want is not your problem. It's need. Now, I'm not gonna force someone on you. I'll let you choose. I made a few calls. There are a number of candidates. I gave them my info and yours. You can choose who you want and take as much time as you need to do so. But I suggest doing it soon.
Kai: Whatever.
Selena gets out of her chair, walks around her desk and sits across Kai's lap, putting her arms around his neck and trying to look as cute as possible.
GMSa-T: Please? For me?
Kai: Does this work on Omar?
GMSa-T: Usually, but I have other ways too.
Kai: I'm sure you do.
They look at each other for a moment. Selena bats her eyelashes at him.
Kai: Fine, I'll field a few calls. But they better not suck! I don't want no crappy haole telling me what to do!
GMSa-T: Pick who you want.
Selena hops off Kai's lap, clearly happy with herself.
GMSa-T: Let me know when you pick someone and you can ask my advice if you want. Omie too.
Kai: Yeah yeah.
Kai stands up and is about to leave.
GMSa-T: Kai?
Kai: Yes?
GMSa-T: Aloha. Brah.
Kai: Aloha, Little One.
They both smile at each other and then Kai leaves. As soon as he's out the door his phone buzzes. He looks at it...
Kai: AloHA!
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 11, 2012 7:21:00 GMT -5
We come up in OOWF medical, where we see Dynamite Danny Taylor laying on a bed with a compressed ice pack on his neck. He seems to be sleeping, but not peacefully. Dashing Victor Deniro sits by and he looks wore out as well. He stands up and heads out into the hallway, and runs into Spencer.
Spencer: How is he?
DVD: Just mild sprains, could have been much worse. Doc said as long as he gets a little uninterrupted rest, he should be fine.
Spencer: That's good.
DVD: Yeah this time, but let's face it, we are barely keeping our head above water these days. I feel like Drink and Destroy is sinking all around us.
Spencer: Hey don't talk like that. Things have been rough, but Danny's still fighting, and he's got you, and me and Ash aren't going anywhere.
DVD: I know, and we appreciate that, but let's face it, If Ricky decides throwing animal parts around isn't enough, or Rabbit comes back for some more head dropping, there isn't really that much the three of us can do to stop them.
Spencer: Maybe not, but it won't stop us from trying.
DVD: (smiling a genuine smile) Thanks, that means a lot babe. (his smile vanishes) And now Ghosthead.
Spencer: That guy weirds me out.
Vic nods in agreement.
DVD: Yeah, and now a street fight, not sure what we did to piss off Selena to get this one, but it's not good. Danny will think this is his chance for some payback, but you and I both know this is not to his advantage.
Spencer: No, it's really not. Ghosthead will take full advantage of this stip, and Danny, bless his heart, just won't go that route.
DVD: I'm genuinely worried at what he might do. Danny isn't thinking straight, and who knows what the Death's Knell is ever thinking.
Spencer: Maybe you can ask his brother for help.
DVD looks like he is going to say something then just shakes his head no.
DVD: This isn't his fight, we have to figure this one out on our own (under his breath) if we can.
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 11, 2012 7:21:14 GMT -5
<Moose is sitting in a Japanese dive drinking and smoking one of the cigars Wyatt gave him. He seems unusually content, so much so that SFJ13 walks up to him>
SFJ13: Ok, what’s the deal, you seem……..happy
MHJ: <blowing smoke into the air> Why wouldn’t I be? Today is a good day. I sent a Darling to the hospital, and I took the first step toward getting my sister back
SFJ13: I think I agree with Stank, this may not be what you want as much as you think it is. I have never seen Fire that angry
MHJ: <with a strange look on his face> You saw it too? She’s there. Firewoman is not completely dead. That tantrum, that rage, that was not Lisa Darling, that was Lisa Quinn, that was Firewoman. Now, we just have to get her to come out and play for good
SFJ13: You don’t think she can beat you?
MHJ: It’s not about beating. Yes, I am a better wrestler than she is, but that is not the point. She has suppressed who she is for SO long that she has forgotten what it is like, just like she forgot Patrick. I had to wake those memories in her, and now I have to wake up the memory of one of the fiercest competitors in history, Firewoman
SFJ13: Be careful what you wish for……
MHJ: No…….I saw what she can do, I know what she is capable of. It’s getting her to that point. There was a time when she made the Japanese tremble like she was Godzilla. This is the perfect place for the rebirth of Firewoman. I can’t wait
SFJ13: This week, you and Power and Glory face Fire, Alex and Alexis, care to comment?
MHJ: <his mood darkening some> Clio and Edra should not be mixed up in this. Clio is ready, she has a dark, evil side that is just waiting to come out. When it does…….she is going to be a force to be reckoned with. Edra is not there yet. She still has compassion. In any other walk of life, that might be a good thing. In the ring, it will get you killed. Those two can be great, but they have to be focused
SFJ13: Some people think it is odd that you take on something of a mentor roll
MHJ: I’ve been there, I’ve done that. Everyone thinks I let rage control me, but that is not true, not entirely. Rage is your weapon. When you control it, you are unstoppable. When you don’t, when you just lash out blindly, it controls you and you are a caricature doing every cliché thing known to man. We have a perfect example of that in the OOWF right now. The girls can be more than that.
SFJ13: Many think you will turn on them at some point.
MHJ: <laughing> Right, cause I need more enemies
SFJ13: Some have also said they will eventually turn on you
MHJ: <smirking> well……I guess that would be their final test, wouldn’t it?
<Moose laughs and goes back to smoking and drinking and we fade>
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 11, 2012 7:21:58 GMT -5
Post-post-match head dropping on Danny Taylor, Rabbit Mask has made his way to his locker room. Before he enters, his eyes lock on the black rabbit nailed to his door, the dripping blood having already hardened and stained onto the white paint.
RM: Clever. Not intimidating, as it was surely intended to be. In fact, it nearly implies a prophecy. I know your work, Soaring Eagle. I'm well aware of your desire to hurt and maim those who appear weaker than yourself. You haven't yet met the one who is capable of overpowering you, at least not in the physical realm. But in my realm, the thin layer of consciousness that exists between reality as it unfolds and death at any instant, is where you finally receive that welcoming handshake. Now, I know the stipulation has zero impact on your strategy, as much as I know your strategy has zero impact on my imminent victory, but as long as I'm keeping this belt to my own, which will be until my satisfaction with it subsides and the greater fate begins calling my name too loudly to continuously postpone, this will be your final opportunity to make your name off my name. As you unintentionally symbolized, however, I am forever, and so you will be pulled down, as one of the first among the ensuing masses.
Rabbit Mask reaches out and briefly touches the dead hare hanging before opening the door and closing it behind him, leaving the camera to zoom in and fade out on the corpse.
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 11, 2012 7:22:22 GMT -5
Firewoman is SITTING~! at Ric's Sandwhich shop eating her sun-dried-tomato and hummus veggie wrap. She's just about done when she spies Clio and Edra, whispering, pointing, and giggling. She rolls her eyes, but basically ignores them, as she finishes, takes her tray up, disposes of her trash, grabs some water, no ice, and then stares a bit at the display of chocolate donuts, before not getting one and going back to her table. She is not sitting down for long before Clio and Edra almost skip in front of her, go straight to the donuts and grab one each. They skip again back to Fire's table and sit down.
C: Hi Lisa!
E: Hi Lisa!
FW: Ladies.
The two start to eat their donuts, and enjoying them a whole bunch. Fire looks from one to the other, partly annoyed, but also partly amused.
FW: Two things. First, eating chocolate donuts in front of me is not really a big deal. If I want one, I have one.
E: Yes, well, it's just easier for us. We're younger--
C: --So our metabolism is a lot faster and doesn't store things up for the winter like it does for--
E: --Older women.
FW: Cute. Secondly, you may have noticed I have a thing about people using my real name. I could never really figure out why, I thought it had to do with mom and...anyway, turns out it was the last word my dead brother said. So imagine, if the last word you heard from the other one's lips was your name, how you would feel if someone else used it...especially if it was someone you didn't really like. People would have to earn that right. You two....have not.
The two look at each other, and kind of get it, then smile sweetly...but not.
C&E: Hi Fire!
FW: Great. What do you want.
C: How is Alex?
E: Yes, how is Alex?
FW: *smiling* Uh huh. You two don't really care how Alex is.
C: We do care. We don't want you to be upset.
E: Well, CLIO doesn't.
FW: And why is that, Chloe?
C: *frowns a bit at Fire calling her by the wrong name* Because we don't want to have to take it easy on you guys on Wednesday.
FW: And why would you do that? My brother...the living one...is not teaching you anything. Edna--
E: It's Edra.
FW: Edna, did my brother and your father BOTH tell you to stay out of this?
E: They did. And we are.
FW: You are not. You are sitting at my table. You are sitting here, trying to bait me with...chocolate donuts? Really? Go back to your Barbie Dream Houses, and come find me when you know what you're doing.
E: Hey! You have no idea who we are.
FW: I do. You're Wyatt's illegitimate daughters born from what I think amounts to some sort of rape, who are currently having a creepy affair with their soon-to-be stepmother. Chloe and Edna--
C: *slamming her hands on the table* It's Clio and Edra! Call us by our right names or else--
At the worlds "or else" Fire busts out laughing.
FW: "Or else" seems like a stupid fucking thing to say to someone like me. Did you even stop to think about why Moose wants you to stay out of it? Did you?
Clio and Edra don't have much to say to that.
FW: Because you're not ready to step on up to this. What you've seen Moose do? What you've seen me do? That's a drop in the bucket, babes. What have you two done? Beat the shit out of a guy who attacked one of you? Put him in the hospital permanently. That's not even CLOSE to the two trails of blood and tears that Moose and I have.
Edra starts to say something, but Clio stops her.
FW: You can look it up if you want. There's assorted thugs from New York, New Jersey, and Philadelphia that hired me for very specific tasks involving burning down houses. When I moved ot Japan with Alex and Alexis, I brought that with me, made a little money on the side. When I visited Davin when we were kids, I stole a bike from the son of a neighborhood representative of the Mafia. When I got to Japan, I ended up beating the shit out of and nearly killing the grandson of a local Japanese businessman who had no business being in the ring. He'd hurt a number of my friends and I decided I wasn't going to be another one. Then I blew up his grandfather's house.
C: You...blew up....a Yakuza--
FW: We don't like to talk about it out loud, especially not...here. But yes. None of that counts the cage fighting we would do to earn extra money from bets, and...
E: Getting stabbed by totally-not-your-brother.
FW: Yes, well, Poe found the guy...or he thinks it was him. He wasn't sure. That was good enough for me though. He was found drawn and quartered in an alley after our last trip here.
Fire lets that sink in.
FW: I have crucified managers for blowing up my bike, I rampaged my way through the Seven Deadly Sins, visiting vengeance on the OOWF, and despite the clear mind control I was under, I ENJOYED EVERY MINUTE. That's something I'm still...dealing with. The POINT here, my dear Chloe and my dear Edra is that is only a small PART of the things I have done, the blood I have spilled, and the lives that I have changed forever.
You two....you beat up a frat boy.
Firewoman grabs her water and stands up, but not in attack mode. Clio and Edra are...silenced.
FW: So take your Uncle Moose's advice, girls. Do NOT step in between us. At all. In any way. Not even like this. I won't warn you a second time.
Fire walks out, leaving Clio and Edra less enthusiastic about their chocolate donuts.
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 11, 2012 7:22:52 GMT -5
(As Fire exits Ric's she almost knocks over Wyatt, who obviously didn't come in for lunch and heads directly toward Clio and Edra.)
Wyatt: [/i] Back to the suites. Now.
Clio: [/i] But Daddy.
Wyatt: [/i] (almost shouting) NOW!
(The noise causes a number of the people to turn and see what the problem is, except for Attitude Adjuster who just babbles at Stank trying to come up with some kind of promotification. Without saying a word Clio and Edra get up from the table starting to bring their donuts)
Wyatt: [/i] Leave them.
Edra: [/i] But Daddy...
Wyatt: [/i] (Walks up to Edra closely) You. Are. Still. Training. Unless you want to be on the next flight to Las Vegas you WILL follow training. Is. That. Clear!
(You could hear a pin drop as Edra drops her head and softly sobs.)
Edra: [/i] Yes, Daddy.
Wyatt: [/i] Back to the focus room.
Clio: [/i] But Daddy.
(Wyatt gets nose to nose with Clio for what seems like an eternity. Finally the twins leave their donuts and heads back to the suites. Not a word is spoken as they head into the focus room, a room illuminated by a single candle. The twins take their seats around the table.)
Wyatt: [/i] What did I tell you, what did MOOSE tell you...
Clio: [/i] Daddy, we just wanted...
Wyatt: [/i] NOT. ONE. MORE. WORD. First, you know you are NOT supposed to have donuts right now. No processed sugars, no bleached flour. You are in training. Second, you went in there acting like a couple of the Plastics out of Mean Girls. You think she's a Lindsey Lohan? She could break the two of you in half right now and not break a sweat.
Edra: [/i] But we beat her...
Wyatt: [/i] NO. YOU. DIDN'T. We've been over this. You pinned her, but she let you. Second, that wasn't THIS person. She's an angry lioness with PMS, and it serves you best to forget her. That's why we're here.
Clio: [/i] I don't wanna...
Wyatt: [/i] Do you want to be back in Lawrence, back in school after having failed here? Failed at the first thing in your life except that stupid speech class? Because I'm just THIS CLOSE to sending you back there. I'll eat the lawsuit, eat the legal hassles, because for another two years I'm still your legal guardian and you WILL do what I tell you.
Clio: [/i] This...this is where I should be.
Wyatt: [/i] Edra?
Edra: [/i] (almost weeping) You KNOW that we do, Daddy.
Wyatt: [/i] You both are treating this like a game. Look at what happened to your uncle and aunt. Look at...look at Beth.
Clio: [/i] But that would never happen to us..
Wyatt: [/i] BETH THOUGHT THE SAME THING!
(There's a long period of silence while Wyatt and the twins compose themselves.)
Wyatt: [/i] Focus on the flame....
Clio: [/i] Dad...I'm
Wyatt: [/i] Focus.. On. The. Flame.
Clio: [/i] But..
(Wyatt takes her roughly around the neck and goes nose to nose with her.)
Wyatt: [/i] Chloe, I know you liked your time out to play, but right now I need to save these girls. Go back, let Clio and Edra learn what they have to. Go back, for now. I need my girls to be safe, and with you around, they're not. Now Chloe, sleep.
Clio: [/i] Yes, Daddy.
(Wyatt releases his daughter and turns her back toward the candle)
Wyatt: [/i] (To Edra) You OK with this.
Edra: [/i] Of course, Dad.
Wyatt: [/i] Then let's do this. Focus on the flame. Let your mind empty of the day's events, the worries, the cares....
(At this point the INC fades and several hours pass. The twins are in the ring with two other jobbers. They seem to be back on the right page as they totally outwrestle the jobbers until the very end when they hit Double Elimination on one of the jobbers with a ferocity not seen. He seems to be injured. Edra is surprised, even a little shocked, but Clio just smiles that evil smile as Wyatt gets a medic to attend to the fallen jobber. Clio walks up to Edra)
Clio: [/i] (Whispering) Moose is right. This can be just as much fun destroying them this way. Right, dear Edna?
Edra: [/i] (smiling that same evil smile) Right, my loving sister Chloe. Moose is right. Beat them at their own game. It feels...different.
Clio: [/i] We don't have to hold back. I see Steven's face in every one of them. It's easy.
(Wyatt gets in the ring with the twins and hugs them)
Wyatt: [/i] That's the intensity you need. Keep it up and we might just pull this off.
Clio: [/i] Thank you, Dad.
Wyatt: [/i] And, because you were so good, I got you something special.
(Wyatt picks up a bag and gives it to Clio)
Wyatt: [/i] Probably not as tasty as what you were having, but try it. Whole grains, Cocoa Powder and Stevia.
(Clio opens the bag and takes a donut and hands the bag to Edra, who also takes one out. They take a bite and their eyes get wide.)
Clio: [/i] These are...so good.
Wyatt: [/i] Glad you like them sweetheart. We're having a good dinner delivered to the suites, so hit the showers and let's go.
Edra: [/i] Yes, Dad.
(The girls head for the shower all smiles and finishing their donuts as we...)
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 11, 2012 7:23:34 GMT -5
We come up in an alleyway behind the arena in Saika. We see Awesome Bill and Justin standing over what looks to be the strange lovechild of a still and a high school chemistry set. Both Bill and Justin are wearing lab coats and goggles. Justin is staring in wonder, as Bill continues to mix and poor various things between various beakers. At this point Ellie May walks out a side door and over to them. She is still wearing the burlap sack, but now it has a pocket protector stapled to it to make her look "more like a professional managerial type" according to Bill. She looks at what the boys are doing, and let's out a sigh.
Ellie: What are you guys doing.
Bill: (without looking away from his mixing) Scientificating.
Ellie: That's...that's not a real word.
Justin: (looking over at Ellie) Shhhh, Bill almost has it figured out.
Ellie: What figured out.
Justin: He's making the first ever batch of Pine-Cone Party Saki.
Bill: Them Japernese fellas won't know what hit them, it will be Outdamnstander'nhell.
Ellie rubs her temples as if fighting off a headache.
Ellie: Okay, well I'm going to leave before you guys inevitably blow yourselves up, but first, I have this weeks lineup, you guys want it.
Bill stops mixing and looks over for this.
Bill: Who are we up against, Hercules and Gamble, Nascar Stan and his bible buddy?
Ellie: (Points to Bill) You are facing Chad Madison, (points to Justin) and you are facing Zane Myers. In singles matches.
Justin and Bill look at each other confused.
Bill: Singles, are we not a team anymore?
Justin: Hold on....Banned From Everywhere.... Nope, still bolded.
Bill: The why are we in singles matches?
Justin: Did you leave Drunky and Drunkette in Selena's office again?
Bill: (slowly)Nooooooooo
We get a quick cut to Selena's office where she is screaming for chuckles as the donkeys graze on her fern. The scene then quick cuts back to BFE.
Justin: Then I don't know.
Ellie: Either way, they are the tag champs, singles wins over them might put you in the title hunt. Maybe you guys should go to the local Dojo to train.
Bill: No can do, we are banned from there.
Ellie: Why?
Justin: Sweeping the leg.
Bill: Don't matter noways, we don't need no stinking Kunf-fu to win, we are gonna have the secret power of Pine-Cone Party Saki.
Bill and Justin nod in agreement and go back to Scientificating. Ellie just let's out another exasperated sigh. She turns, and the camera follows her she makes it barely three steps before we here a loud explosion from off camera.
Justin: (from off screen) Bill I think I'm on fire.
Bill: (also from off screen) Shake Rattle and Roll little buddy, Shake Rattle and Roll.
Ellie May facepalms herself, as we
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 11, 2012 7:24:12 GMT -5
~~~ Chad and Zane stand in front of the OOWF Interview Banner ~~~
Zane: Alex, Firewoman, I hate that our match ended like that. Had either of us known what had gone on, Moose would have been dealt with on the spot.
Chad: So Moose, go back to brooding and talking to yourself. Leave the wrestling to the professionals. And stay out of our business.
Zane: We encourage Phoenix Rising to go to Selena and get one of the blank contracts. We'd love to give you a proper rematch.
Chad: And Moose, stay out of our matches.
Zane: To Power & Glory, the Holy Rollers, Johnny & Capslock, and anyone else. We are the best team in this company. If you don't believe that, step up and put your name on one of the blank contracts.
Chad: As for this week, we take on Bill and Justin from Banned From Everywhere. Boys, you've been on a little roll. This week should give you a good idea whether or not you Measure Up.
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 11, 2012 7:24:33 GMT -5
"It is a weird day when I agree with someone like Usagi. The mute should have just stood back and let us fight. Instead he had to adhere to some arbitrary rule and end the match early. I know you are mouring the loss of your friend, but seriously, get the fuck over it already. This is wrestling. there is no such thing as friendship. Only people that haven't turned on you for their own gain yet.
Now, hare-brain, you had better be ready. I'm about to make your scrawny ass look like that poor poor animal hanging from your door. You might think you can drop me on my head, but I will tear YOUR fucking head head from your lifeless body, toss the pieces into the crowd, and walk out with my belt once again."
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 12, 2012 14:23:42 GMT -5
(Edra and Clio are working out with some jobbers in the training facility in Saika. Wyatt and Mary Lou are watching. Suddenly Moosehead Jack joins Wyatt and Mary Lou. They have an animated conversation and it catches the girls attention. The jobbers start taking advantage of the distraction, but that doesn't last long as Clio catches one jobber with a side slam, and Edra catches the other with a brainbuster. Edra rolls her jobber out of the ring while Clio throws her jobber into the ropes for a powerslam and Edra hits the 450 for the Twin Spin finisher. Wyatt and Moose climb into the ring.)
Moose: [/i] Ladies.
Edra: [/i] How was that?
Clio: [/i] Better, huh?
Moose: [/i] Your father tells me you haven't taken his warnings seriously. Or mine.
Edra: [/i] But we're working harder.
Clio: [/i] Yeah, and staying out of you-know-who's way.
Moose: [/i] Not the point. You're still distracted. Anytime you're in this ring, you have to be ready for anything.
Edra: [/i] But we're just working out...with these guys.
Clio: [/i] What's the worst that could happen.
Moose: [/i] This.
(Moose heart punches Clio who drops like a shot, then locks in the Ji-Endo! Edra moves to break it up but Wyatt spins his daughter around and hits a DDT, then amazingly locks in a reverse Indian Death Lock on Edra.. Both twins are screaming and Mary Lou is at the apron screaming at the girls to tap out. Finally Moose and Wyatt release the holds and the twins look at them in stunned silence.)
Wyatt: [/i] (screaming) You have to be ready for anything! Anything!
Moose: [/i] The Darlings will do anything to win. You can't rest, can't take it easy. Anytime...and I mean, anytime, you are in this ring, you have to be ready. You can not relax.
Clio: [/i] That hurt, you hurt me.
Edra: [/i] Dad...
Wyatt: [/i] The last time you got into the ring with the Darlings, they made you look like raw rookies. Now you're in the middle of a feud you have no business in. Do you think they're gonna take it easy on you? Now get a water break and back to work. When I come in here next, you better be back in gear, oryou're back in Lawrence and back in school as soon as I can arrange it. Are We Clear?
(Edra is looking down and Clio is staring daggers at Moose and Wyatt.)
Wyatt: [/i] Are. We. Clear?
Edra: [/i] Yes, Dad.
Clio: [/i] Perfectly clear, Daddy.
(Moose and Wyatt exit the ring and along with Mary Lou walk toward the exit)
Moose: [/i] Not bad for an old man.
Wyatt: [/i] Always said I've got one more in me.
Mary Lou: [/i] Not so loud, dear. Someone might try it.
(Edra and Clio are holding each other in the ring trying to recover from the shock of what happened to them as we...)
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 12, 2012 14:24:53 GMT -5
<Moose comes back in and watches the training sessions. Edra is in the ring working on some solo moves while Clio watches from the outside. She sees Moose and storms up to him>
Clio: YOU! That will NEVER happen again!
MHJ: Good
Clio: I know you want to help, but attacking your partner?
MHJ: Look........is there anyone in the OOWF that has been in more matches against the Darlings than me?
Clio: <thinking> Probably not
MHJ: And right now, your instinct is telling you to step into that ring, and go scorched earth on them and leave them lying in a pool of blood, right?
Clio: <grinning an evil grin> yes
MHJ: It will never work
Clio: <with rage in her eyes> You know, you are not the only one with the market cornered on violence here
MHJ: No, I get that. But you are not going to beat the Darlings into submission. They are like cockroaches, you can't kill them. Now, that doesn't mean I don't have a great time trying, but there are better ways to go about it
Clio: I want them to suffer for what they did
MHJ: Do you know how much blood Alex and I spilled?
Clio: Yes, it was........amazing
MHJ: Yeah it was pretty cool. Anyway, I am not saying there is not a time and place for that, there certainly is. But, it's like.......ok, you like that band the Pierces, right?
Clio: Yes
MHJ: Ok, if you saw them in concert, and they opened with You’ll Be Mine, the rest of the show would be a bit anti-climactic, wouldn’t it?
Clio: I……I guess so
MHJ: Same thing in wrestling. You never show your hand right off.
Clio: But if you burn them to the ground right away……
MHJ: Ok, look, <Moose calls the jobber over> Ok, say this is a Darling…….
<Moose turns and punches him in the face, the man staggers, blood running from his nose, but doesn’t go down>
MHJ: See, punching this kid in the face was fun, and it drew blood, but it didn’t stop him. It’s not going to stop them. They are going to punch you in the face right back, and so on and so on. Now…..
<Moose motions for the kid to come at him, he does and Moose ducks a wild punch and grabs him in a hammer lock and takes him to the ground>
Clio: Nice. A hammer lock, we learned that the first day of wrestling. You really think a Darling is going to tap to a hammerlock?
MHJ: <to the jobber> You feel like tapping kid?
Job: Go to hell
<Moose then holds the kids wrist, twists it and pushes up slightly. There is a pop as the kids shoulder pops right out of socket. He screams in pain and taps furiously. After a few seconds of this Moose lets him go. The kid writhes in agony on the floor>
MHJ: Go have the trainer pop that back in. And don’t ever fucking tell me to go to hell again
<Clio just stares at Moose with wide eyes>
MHJ: There is a whole lot you can do that is violent and painful without resorting to blood. Don’t be one dimensional.
<Moose looks into the ring where Edra snaps a jobber over with a hurracarana, the kid lands a little awkwardly on his head, and instead of pressing the advantage, Edra lets him get to his feet before taking him down with a leg sweep>
MHJ: You have the killer instinct. And you have to learn to control it. Edra has it too, but she had to learn to use it. It will come
<Moose smirks>
Trust me
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 12, 2012 14:25:20 GMT -5
So, I am to face another woman. Unlike Muyo, I have wrestled really tough women. Women who survive gulags in Siberia! Women who do not cringe when their children are slaughtered! Women who can strangle a man with their bare hands! So to YOU Mia Muyo, I say you have NO CHANCE IN ALL THE HELL of beating Comrade Sharkoff! You are weak, spoiled and priviledged. And I am Strong Son of the CCCP! You will go down, then little Peter Cottonhead goes down and I take his Title! Then Ghostface goes down and I take HIS Title! Then Chris Evanheart, I take your title TOO! I will be most honored man in all of Double O F! And I CANNOT BE STOPPED!
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 12, 2012 18:58:51 GMT -5
<Justin and Bill are in their locker room debating something, they are, after all, master debators. Ellie May walks in, still wearing her burlap bag>
EMFE: What's all this ruckus?
JS: Bill thinks his opponent is tougher than my opponent this week!
ABFD: Son, it's just science! You're old boy has been DEAD! For fifty six years! And when he WAS alive, all that ol boy done was make beef bologna!
JS: Oh yeah? Well YOUR opponent was so dumb that he had to go back to school ALL the way back!
<they argue and Ellie May looks on in confusion, she finally shakes her head, puts her fingers in her mouth and lets loose with a whistle that a coon dog could hear three ridges over>
EMFE: What the hell are you two talking about?
ABFD: Them mens we is rasslifying this week Oscar Mayer and Billy Madison!
<Ellie May just stares at him, then looks over at the computer that has their wikipedia pages up>
ABFD: I don't see how we's supposed to get ready to wrassle a dead man and a movie character!
JS: Yeah, that doesn't seem right at all
EMFE: How much Pine Cone Party Saki have you had today?
ABFD: <getting angry> Well now, THAT is a big ol mess ain't it Justin?
JS: We thought it would be a good idea to put it in a soy bottle, since we are in Japan and all
EMFE: ............and
JS: It's gone
EMFE: <shaking her head> I will go find it. You two stay here. And this week, you have CHAD Madison, and ZANE Myers. You might also know them as the OOWF World Tag Team Champions, Texpress.
JS: Oh
ABFD: Oh. Well, that DOES make a whole lot more sense
JS: I wondered what I had ever done to Oscar Mayer
ABFD: And that ol Billy Madison is funner than hell. I done watchified that movie oftener than I can count!
EMFE: So......once?
JS: Did you know Opus was in it?
ABFD: He was?
JS: He was?
ABFD: We should go get his automograph!
JS: Let's go!
<They leave and we hear Bill yelling how getting Opus autograph will be outdamnstandener than hell>
EMFE: No, don't mind me, I'll just go look for the Pine Cone Party Saki.......
<We cut to Ric's Sushi and Sandwich Shoppe - EAT FISH FATBOY! WHOOOOO! and Attitude Adjuster is sitting there with half a bowl of stir fry gone. He looks pail and is sweating profusely, and has a faraway look in his eyes. He is holding his fork in the air, but not moving. Stank walks up to him and looks him over, but AA doesn't reply>
Sta: Alan...........Alan are you ok?
AA: I..........I can hear colors
Sta: <yelling over his shoulder> ELLIE MAY, I THINK I FOUND THE PINE CONE PARTY SAKI!
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 12, 2012 20:46:42 GMT -5
Firewoman is deep in thought. Brooding you might say. Not emo-brooding, like Alex does, but close. Most of the lights are off adn there are just a few candles lit. On the table in front of her is the locket with the pictures of Fire, Moose, and Patrick, but it lays closed. On closer inspection, she's not really brooding, but she's focused intently on the locket as if she's willing it to ... do... something...like--
Door: *BANG BANG BANG*
Fire snaps to alertness in an instant, then sighs in annoyance, gets up, turns on the light and goes the door and flings it open.
FW: Yeah?
Standing there are Awesome Bill from Dawsonville and Justin Sane, with Ellie May behind them.
FW: I don't have five bucks Justin.
JS: Oh...okay.
Justin turns to leave, but Bill stops him.
ABFD: Missus Farwormen do don't mean to disturb your meditatualizin, but uh, we was wonderin......
Bill is suddenly, apparently overcome with a case of the shies. His first ever, quite possibly. Fire waits a minute, and then...
FW: Well, what is it? Out with it!
ABFD: Well, uh, we was wonderin if we could get Opus to writify his name on this chere paper. We done saw that documentary Billy Madison, and son, Opus was outstandener than HELL in that movie! WHOOO!
Firewoman stares at them, kind of in disbelief. She waits a beat.
FW: Fine. Just...stay here...DON'T come in.
She turns away as Bill and Justin jump up and down with excitement. She turns back and looks once, and they stop jumping. When she walks further back, they start jumping up and down again.
FW: OPUS!!! CAN YOU COME HERE PLEASE?
Opus comes out of the other room, newspaper rolled up under his arm.
OtP: *waddle waddle flap*
FW: I don't know....these people think you were in the movie "Billy Madison." You...you weren't, were you?
OtP: *flap head shake flap*
FW: I didn't think so. I honestly don't think it matters, and...well...they want your autograph so....
OtP: *sigh head nod flap flap waddle*
FW: Did you just sigh?
Opus doesn't answer that and merely waddles his way to the door, after putting his newspaper on the table. Fire looks puzzled at the newspaper.
ABFD: Well hell son! lookitchere Justin! It IS him! Damn son, I have seen that movie more times than I can count!
EM: So, once?
ABFD: Can you signify our books here?
OtP: *waddle waddle flap flap*
Opus reaches out and takes the books and the pen, and, with surprising dexterity for a penguin, signs them both. He hands the books back to them. Fire looks on, in disbelief.
ABFD: Th...thank ye kindly, Opus. That's just....out-damn-standinger than hell.
EM: Can we GO now?
JS: I can't believe it! He's so nice! The tabloids were so wrong....
They walk away, chattering. Opus shrugs his shoulders--
FW: Did you...do penguins even HAVE shoulders?
[/i]-- and waddles back to whatever it was he was doing. Fire watches him go, still not quite believing what she was seeing. After he's gone, she just stands there for minute before going over to the wet bar and pouring herself a whiskey. She sits down, but doesn't drink, just kind of stares off into space, trying to process it all. Lucky comes in.[/i]
L: So, you'll be happy, Alex will be here soon and....what's wrong? What's happened?
FW: Lucky...you wouldn't believe me if I told you.
Fade...
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 14, 2012 10:07:44 GMT -5
GM Selena is SITTING~ and WRITING~ at her desk when the door bursts open.
Kai: FINALLY! THE KAI! HAS COME BACK! TO SELENA'S OFFICE!
GMSa-T: Dude! Chuckles is asleep!
Chuckles stirs on the couch. He's still asleep and is twitching like he's having a nightmare.
GMSa-T: Aw look how cute he is when he sleeps. Like a little puppy. A poor, traumatized puppy.
Kai sits in the chair across from Selena's desk and put his feet up on it.
GMSa-T: Dude...
Kai: You called the Kai here, so what do you want now, Little One?
GMSa-T: I have your first managerial interview.
Kai: You said the Kai could choose his own manager.
GMSa-T: And youwill, but I have arranged a few interviews for you with some very qualified people. And the first one is right now!
Kai: The Kai is in no mood...
GMSa-T: Dude! This guy is like really popular and stuff. He might be able to get you endorsements and junk. He's successful...I think. And ladies love him.
Kai: Endorsements and ladies? Well, why didn't you say so? Bring the monkey in!
GMSa-T: Come on in!
The door opens and Tim Tebow enters Selena's office.
Kai: Who in the blue hell are you?
GMSa-T: Dude! He's Tim freakin' Tebow!
Kai: The Kai does not know who that is.
TT: Seriously? I'm national champion, Heisman Trophy winner.
Kai: What sport is that?
TT: Football.
GMSa-T: He's all over ESPN.
Kai: The Kai doesn't watch ESPN. ESPN is a bunch of talking jabronis spouting off monkey crap about sports the Kai doesn't care about!
TT: What sports do you like?
Kai: The real sports. Wrestling and surfing.
GMSa-T: Well, Kai, Mr. Tebow has a lot to offer...
Kai: The Kai is listening. Tell the Kai what you, Tim Tebow, can offer the Kai.
TT: Well, I believe in a strict workout regiment...
GMSa-T: Wait, don't you play for the Jets?
TT: I do.
GMSa-T: Isn't that like a major scheduling conflict?
TT: We get most Mondays and all Tuesdays off so I will be available to work with you Kai on those days. Other days I'd contact you with any information you'd need.
Kai: So the Kai would only have to deal with your roodie poo face for two days a week. That's good. If the Kai had to put up with your candy ass more that he'd probably wanna take a dumbbell, turn that sumbitch sideways...
GMSa-T: What else would you encourage in The Kai as a client, Mr. Tebow?
TT: Well, alongside training, I'd start you on a prayer regiment to cleanse your...
Kai: A what?
TT: A prayer program.
Kai: Prayer to whom?
TT: To our lord and saviour, Jesus Christ.
Kai: No, no, no, No NO! The Kai does NOT need saving! The Kai does just fine! And the only lord the Kai has are the People. The millions...
Crowd: AND MILLIONS!
Kai: ...of the Hawai'ian Nation. The Kai prays to no man, no god, or no thing in this world, do you understand the Kai, jabroni?
TT: I really think...
Kai: Let the Kai ask you a question. The Kai has not written you off yet, so answer this. Does Tim Tebow like...pie?
GMSa-T: Oh no...
TT: Well, yes. Yes I do enjoy pie very much.
Kai: Alright, the Kai likes that answer. What kind of pie is Tim Tebow's favorite?
TT: Oh, it's gotta be my mama's apple pie.
Kai: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, WHOA! That is DISGUSTING!
Selena buries her face in her hands.
TT: No, it's really good. It's sweet and warm, and gooey...
GMSa-T: Omigosh, Tim, stop talking...
Kai: The Kai has heard just about enough from you, Tim Tebow. The Kai just has one. More. Question.
Kai stands up and stands in front of Tebow. They're near eye to eye.
TT: Mr. Kai?
Kai: Would you, Tim Tebow, provide the BEST in medical care?
Selena picks her head up. She seems surprised and hopeful this might actually end well.
TT: Absolutely.
Kai: Well, the Kai is kind of embarassed to mention this, but you seem like an intelligent man, Tim Tebow, so answer the Kai this...
Kai holds up his arm in front of Tebow.
Kai: You see that thing there? What is that? It's kinda gross and it is concerning the Kai.
Tim leans in to take a look. As soon as he does, Kai hooks his arm around Tebow's chest...
REEF BOTTOM! REEF BOTTOM ON TIM TEBOW! REEF BOTTOM!
Selena hides her face in her hands.
Kai: IT DOESN'T MATTER! WHAT YOU THINK!
GMSa-T: That Goodell dude is so totally gonna sue us...
Chuckles finally stirs awake. He looks over at Selena. She motions towards Tebow's prone body as Kai stands over him. He gets the message and starts to drag Tebow out of the office.
GMSa-T: Kai?
Kai: That was an enormous waste of the Kai's time. What do you want now?
GMSa-T: Remember what I told you the other night about assaulting people?
Kai: Oh. Right.
The Kai goes over to Chuckles...
REEF BOTTOM! REEF BOTTOM TO CHUCKLES! REEF BOTTOM!
GMSa-T: *laughing hysterically* Poor traumatized little puppy!
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 14, 2012 10:08:21 GMT -5
**Cut to a large press conference. A young Japanese woman steps onto the empty stage and walks to the microphone.**
“Ladies and gentlemen, I regret to inform you that L.D. Williams will not be able to join you today. However, in his place he has sent his manager, the vice-chairman of FTF Inc., Stanley the Duck.”
**Flashbulbs pop as Stanley waddles onto the stage. The young Japanese woman sets a stool in front of the microphone and Stanley flaps his way onto it. The young Japanese woman picks up another microphone.**
“Due to previous…misunderstandings, I will be serving as Stanley’s interpreter. Shall we begin?”
**A man in the front row raises his hand.**
“Mr. Williams will be facing World Champion Chris Evans and Matt Folz this week. Are you concerned that the former New Guard members will work together against him?”
Stanley: “Quack.”
Young Japanese woman: “While there is no love lost between L.D. Williams and either Chris Evans or Matt Folz, their bitterness toward each other will ensure that this match is truly three sided. Any alliances formed in the ring will surely be short-lived.”
**From a woman in the second row.**
“Are you disappointed that the match is non-title?”
Stanley: “Quack. Quackquackquack. Quack.”
Young Japanese woman: “FTF Inc. makes it our policy to accept title matches whenever offered, but they have never been our priority. Competition is our primary motivation, We will face anyone, anytime, anywhere, regardless of whether there is a championship on the line.”
**An older gentleman in the back stands up.**
“There are rumors that Mr. Williams’ is not here today to avoid addressing the Moosehead Jack - Firewoman situation-”
Stanley: <cutting the man off and flapping agitatedly.> “Quack quack QUACK quack!”
Young Japanese woman: “Mr. Williams has repeatedly made his position clear. While he does not wish to see his family fight, he has agreed not to interfere. He believes that if Firewoman and Moosehead Jack need to resolve their issues, it is best done in the relative confines of a wrestling match.”
**As the press conference continues, we fade into Ric's Sushi and Sandwich Shoppe, where L.D. Williams is sitting with Stank and at least some of Attitude Adjuster.**
S: “You sent Stanley? Again?”
LDW: “I sent an interpreter this time. Besides, it was him or Davin - who’d still be talking in December.”
S: “-”
LDW: “-”
S: “So Davin was busy?”
LDW: “Yep.”
AA’s eyes focus for a moment: “You sent a duck. To promo for you.”
LDW: “I did.”
AA: “You have learned well, young Padawan.”
LDW: “Thanks, AA. I-”
AA: “Green tastes like bells ringing.”
S: “You sure he’s going to be all right?”
LDW: “I survived it.”
S: “That was likker, not saki. And you’re Canadian - genetic tolerance.”
LDW: He'll be fine. It'll wear off..."
AA: “Lucas, this rice tastes blue.”
LDW: "...Eventually."
Ric: “Taste the Rainbow, Fatboy. Whoooo!”
<fade>
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 14, 2012 10:09:20 GMT -5
*Fade in* We focus on the following and we see Alexander Darling sitting in a lotus position at the far end. A slight rustling causes Alex to open his eyes and he sees the blinking red light and shakes his head slowly trying to work out the kinks from the attack last week. Alexander: That time of the week I guess?
I should be back at the arena training for the match this week. Working with my wife and my sister to make sure we're on the same page. Make sure none of us get taken by surprise but I'm not worried about that so I came here. One of the few places in this country where I've been able to find peace.
I've never been a favored gaijin here but it didn't stop a legend from taking me under his wing. Master Poe, I look back on that point in my history and I'm not one for regrets. The past is the past and without it I wouldn't be the person sitting here today. I wouldn't be one of the most decorated wrestlers in OOWF history. I wouldn't be a Six-Pack Champion. I wouldn't have the legacy I fought so hard for...
But I sit here and I wonder if it's enough. I always thought I'd be satisfied when I accomplished those goals, but I sit here and I remember the lessons from my first wrestling school in Philadelphia. I remember every lesson Poe has taught me. I remember the hands-on experience I received from legends like Davin Moreland, LD Williams, and Stank. I remember every bloody battle with Moosehead Jack. I remember every single moment of my history, but it's becoming quite clear the rest of this company is quite forgetful.
It's not worth it to name everyone and I see the writing on the wall when it comes to my wife and her brother and I know I have to accept what is to come, but after that...the OOWF is making a monumental mistake. If Clio & Edra want to focus their attention on Fire or Stan & Mai depending on the day, that's a mistake. If Evans, Folz, LD and whoever's running around in a ski mask want to forget about Alex; Mistake. If Ghosthead, Rabbit, Ricky, and Danny want to believe their titles and aspirations are outside my goals; MISTAKE. And if Stank & AA, Power & Glory, Holy Spirit Squad, Johnny & FFC, and the measuring sticks Texpress want to dream that Alexander Darling is out of the tag team scene; BIG MISTAKE.
I've allowed myself to just be who I am for a long time. I haven't felt the need to go out there and remind people of a simple fact and maybe it's time I remembered it and it's time I showed it once again to the OOWF.Alex raises his head and that old-school Alexander Darling smirk is plastered on his face... Winter is coming once again and I am the true darkness that comes with it. I am Alexander FUCKING Darling, and well, the OOWF better be prepared.In a whisper... Nevermore.*Fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 14, 2012 10:09:55 GMT -5
Fire is SITTING~! in a small closet. Wait, it's not a closet. It's a confessional. The middle door slides open. She crosses herself.
FW: In the name of the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit. My last confession was--
Father Lou: This again? Let's dispense wit' da proprieties, Lisa.
You'll recall Father Lou has an Irish accent. This is my best approximation.
FW: Huh?
FL: Every time ye do dis, I ask ye if yer sorry. Ye think about it and den you say no. So, if we're going t'just do this--
FW: No, Father....I'm.....I'm sorry about....my brother.
FL: Aaaaaaaaaaaah.....well....'twas a sad, sad t'ing. But it wasn't your fault. A horrible accident 'twas, and that's all.
FW: I know, but Moose--
FL: Aw, never mind himself. Lots of what he says is true. But lots of thing, well, he wasn't exactly there t'see.
FW: What do you mean?
FL: Well, he says no one was there t'help. Take his story about Padraig's funeral.
FW: Did that...happen. Did I....and did Dad...
FL: One t'ing ye got to get over. Yeah, t'ings got worse after young Padraig died...but Sean was never stingy wit' de corporal punishment, as we say. Many a time I said t'him to give you guys a break.
FW: Oh.
FL: He weren't no teetotaler either. It just got...worse. At the funeral, after ye put the picture in Padraig's coffin...a moving tribute from a young girl t'her brother, we all thought...then himself, beltin' ye across the room like that. Jack runnin' to protect ye...he left that part out. Rose comes runnin' and takes the two of ye out. What Jack didn't see, was a young priest, fresh out of d'seminary, step on up to himself, and give him a strong word and knock on the jaw when Sean pushed him away.
FW: You....punched my dad?
FL: Indeed I did, and I'd do it again.
FW: But...you're a priest!
FL: Aye, but I'm still a man, aren't I? I still know wrong is wrong, and I've got every right to defend meself.
FW: I guess...
FL: Well, the local bishop agreed, although he had to pretend and gave me a stern talkin' to.
Firewoman thinks a bit.
FW: Athair*...if you knew what was happening...why didn't you do something?
FL: Ah, my child...what makes you think we didn't try? We did what we could. We made sure ye had food and clothing, such as it was. We called and called the children's services. I counseled your mother, who was always a bit of a partier.
FW: I see.
FL: My child, yer parents were far from perfect...and I know that's understatement of d'year. But one t'ing your dad would always say t'me, even after t'ings got bad. When he'd sober up and see what all he'd done d'night before. He'd say "Dose kids are d'best t'hings I've ever done."
FW: ...He had a funny way of showing it.
FL: Aye, I agree. But he was truly destroyed when young Padraig died...and I t'ink he woulda been destroyed n'matter which of ye 'twas.
FW: I see, Athair...I guess.
FL: Like I said...doesn't excuse anyt'ing...but maybe if it explains it....it may bring ye some peace.
FW: So do I say Hail Mary's now?
FL: For dat? Nay, child...I'll not be hearing you're confession for something not yer fault, no matter how sorry ye be.
FW: But Athair....can I tell you in the Irish?
FL: Sea, sea, sea**
Fire takes a deep breath, and says a bunch of stuff in Gaelic. I had it translated, but OO doesn't like the diacritical marks (accents, etc.) over letters, and it's kind of important because it changes the word to something else if they're not there. So you get this instead.
There's a pause. Father Lou looks down thoughtful, hands folded, as if he's looking for divine help.
FL: I thought ye might be here for dat. In dat case, let me go ahead and give ye dis.
He hands Fire a DVD.
FW: What's this?
FL: Just watch it. Ye'll understand then.
FW: So do I do the prayer now?
FL: Do ye know it?
FW: Actually...I think I do...English?
FL: May as well.
FW: O my God, I am heartily sorry for having offended you and I detest all my sins, because I dread the loss of heaven and the pains of hell. But most of all because I have offended you, my God, who are all good and deserving of all my love. I firmly resolve with the help of your grace, to confess my sins, to do penance and to amend my life. Amen.
FL: Amen. Ye know, being sorry for something and doing it anyway, isn't quite d'way dis works.
FW: Oh.
FL: But for you...close enough.
FW: Thank you, Athair.
FL: We're not done. Alex...
FW: *sigh* Not you, too...
FL: No, no, no child. Even if ye didn't call on me t'do the vow renewal, which I'm still considerin' not forgivin' ye for....
FW: Wasn't my idea, it was surprise from Alex.
FL: Which leads to me point. Don't be takin' him for granted, young lady.
FW: He doesn't need to be involved.
FL: But he is, child. He's your partner. In more ways than one. Ye know who he is. Ye know what he can do. Ye know what he has done and what he will do again. Ye know what he'd do for you.
FW: I don't want him to go there.
FL: He'll be there when ye need him, just don't forget dat.
FW: Yes, Athair.
FL: Now den...dat's a fairly successful first confession... for ye! Only took ye 28 years.
Fire smiles and laughs a little.
FL: Feel better?
FW: No....not really.
FL: Didn't think so. Alright den.
Father Lou makes the sign of the cross. Fire does the same.
FL: Give thanks to the Lord for He is good.
FW: For His mercy endures forever.
They both leave the confessional.
FL: Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, I need a drink. You?
FW: No...I'm ...I've got some things to think about.
FL: I imagine. Watch the DVD, Fire. It'll help.
Father Lou pats Fire on the shoulder, and then walks toward the back. Fire waits a bit before walking up the aisle, turning and genuflecting, and then blessing herself with holy water, and leaving.
*Gaelic for Father (Aw-her) **Gaelic for yes (Shay)
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 14, 2012 10:11:26 GMT -5
FADE in somewhere in Saika, Japan. Standing in front of a OOWF banner are the Holy Spirit Squad.
MM: "Comrade Sharkoff, please don't take this the wrong way, but I think you need to chill out. Let's go out and have an absolutely super fantastic match. OK?! Awesome!!!"
Fulton looks at Mai with amusement. Then he gets serious.
SF: "Kai. We tore up Las Vegas and nothing came of it. No winner. No decision. But now you've done something even more heinous. You disrespected this great man."
Stepping up behind Fulton and Mai is New York Jets quarterback Tim Tebow.
SF: "This man of God was assaulted and disrespected and that we cannot tolerate. There are sins, and then there's what you've done. Turn the other cheek, Kai. We're gonna slap that one too."
TT: "Tomorrow night in Saika, Japan! (cheap pop) The Holy Spirit Squad's Stan Fulton brings God's wrath down on that jaboni's butt."
SF: "Jabroni's butt?"
TT: "Well, ... yeah."
MM: "I thought it was cute."
SF: *sigh* "Kai, enjoy the rapture."
FADE
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