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Post by BookerShark on Sept 7, 2012 9:53:02 GMT -5
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem Live! From Assinobia, Saskatchewan Canada
OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match[/u] Chris Evans vs. Stank
Best of Seven Series: Match 5 - Wrestling Match - If Fire Loses, the Series is Over. If Moose gets Disqualified, Fire wins the Series 1-0[/u] Moosehead Jack vs. Firewoman
Non-Title Handicap Match[/u] Danny Taylor vs. Rabbit Mask, Ricky Soaring Eagle & Ghosthead
Non-Title Texas Tornado Match[/u] Texpress vs. Holy Spirit Squad vs. Banned From Everywhere
The Darlings vs. Power & Glory The Kai vs. Comrade Sharkoff LD Williams vs. Matt Folz
Card subject to......uhh......ok seriously, what is in Saskatchewan? Is that like Canada's Iowa?
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 7, 2012 9:54:39 GMT -5
Russ: Welcome back to the OOWF Midweek Mayhem Post-game show, and Razz, we have a special interview
Razz: That's right, on stage here in Seven Persons are Alex and Alexis Darling. They're standing by with our correspondent Sandi.
(SFJ Sandi is standing in front of an OOWF set with Alexander and Alexis Darling)
SFJ Sandi: Thank you Razz. I have to ask Alexander Darling about the brutal battle he had tonight with Wyatt Cox's daughter Glory.
Alex: Tonight, Wyatt's little girl learned that while they may be the next generation of destruction, this generation isn't ready to roll over and play dead.....
(As the last word rolls off Alex's tongue, Power and Glory bust through the flimsy set armed with steel chairs followed by Wyatt and Mary Lou. The twins slam the chairs into the unprotected backs of Alex and Alexis as Mary Lou grabs Sandi and pulls her out of harms way.)
SFJ Sandi: What are you doing?
Mary Lou: Wyatt brought me out her specifically to make sure that you were kept safe. Unlike the Darlings, we respect the interviewers, the officials, and the staff here. The Darlings have been a thorn in our side since Wyatt brought the twins here. They have used threats, intimidation, and in Alexis Darling's case, direct action against my fiancee, and Power and Glory are sick and tired of the abuse. No more nice girls.
(As Mary Lou spoke those words, the twins press the attack against Alexis, with Glory setting the chairs up while Power holds Alexis over her head by the throat. Alexis flails but to no avail. Finally Glory climbs atop one chair, and Power drops Alexis, then literally throws her in the air over the chairs. Glory leaps and Alexis eats the Flapjack Bulldog into one of the steel chairs and is busted open. Meanwhile Wyatt has used his Halliburton on the still down Alexander, and with the roll of silver Duct Tape around his arm, secured Alex's legs, and with a knee in his back, tied up Alex's arms behind his back. Wyatt pitches the roll to the girls who secure the now-prone Alexis's arms and legs, and stand her up for a DOUBLE ELIMINATION on the stage. With that evil smile the twins grab another pair of chairs and set them up on the stage. Wyatt drags Alexander up by his hair and gets in his face.)
Wyatt: This is what you wanted, Alex? A war? You've got it! Ladies?
(Alex is still on dream street as the twins now hit Alex with DOUBLE ELIMINATION on the stage. Wyatt looks pleased but then gets a thought. He pulls the twins over and then walks over to Sandi, with a mix of Darling and Cox blood on his suit, and takes the microphone.)
Wyatt: For our wonderful Seven Persons fans, we have a special treat. For the benefit of those of you with flash photography, we present a Five Second Pose. This is entitled, Con-Chair-To for two chairs and an asshole. Ladies?
(Power and Glory try to stand Alexander up but they can't. So they pull over another chair and sit him in it. Then they decide to sit Alexis in a chair as well, and stand next to Alex, holding a pair of chairs with an evil grin on their faces. Then after the five seconds, they swing the chairs and hit Alex with a Con-Chair-To that knocks Alex out of the chair and into a crumpled heap on the floor. As Power and Glory raise their chairs to the massive booing of the crowd, Wyatt and Mary Lou shake Sandi's hand. Power and Glory move toward Sandi and Power gives her a gentle kiss on the lips and a smile. Glory, covered in her blood and Darling blood, drops the chair, takes Sandi in her arms and flat plants a full liplock on her. Sandi is aghast as she now has blood all over her. Glory turns, faces the camera and shouts,”Top that, Chad Madison!” as the Cox family walks off the set and backstage and the scene shifts back to the anchor desk.)
Russ: What a heinous attack by the veteran and his daughters.
Razz: But think about it, Russ. Wyatt Cox sent his fiancee Mary Lou out there to keep Sandi safe. How many competitors would be that considerate?
Russ: How many competitors would dare attack the Darlings like this?
Razz: Give the devil his due, Wyatt Cox and his twins aren't afraid of anything. That is a hard lesson for many people to learn. Unlike many managers, Wyatt's not afraid to get his hands dirty.
Russ: Folks, we'll be back with more of the OOWF Midweek Mayhem Post-game show with a special interview with Awesome Bill right after these messages...
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 7, 2012 9:55:25 GMT -5
<cut to the Seven Persons Medical Center, where Moose has been wheeled into the room with Fire. The siblings refuse to even look at one another and both look like they just recently regained consciousness. Both are still covered with dried blood and have IV's and tubes and all sorts of shit sticking out of them. GM Selena is standing in front of them, arms folded across her chest and a scowl on her face>
GMS: This has GOT to stop
MHJ: <slurring his words> imma stop it, next match
FW: <also slurring her words, and barely keeping her head up> nuh uh! stupid cheater, with a chair and.......jerk
MHJ: YOU are the jerk, jerk
FW: Imma win the X match thing anyhow
GMS: You two kill me. You are barely conscious, and yet you STILL argue! Anyway there's not going to be an Ultimate X match
FW: WHA?
MHJ: HA! I win, you suck
<Fire tries to grab Moose around the throat....well she sort of raises her arms and yells for Moose's throat, but orderlies - that look suspiciously like local SPWF wrestlers easily hold her back>
GMS: No, there will be a fifth match, but the board is genuinely concerned that one of you is going to die in that ring.......
MHJ: her
FW: him
GMS: ENOUGH! So what we are doing, next week, is we are going to have us a nice, one on one WRESTLING match
FW: <zoning a bit, then waking up> he is still a cheaterrrr, stupid chair
MHJ: <coughing up a little blood> I can lose, and still win, HA take that!
GMS: Nope, that is not happening. I already know Fire won't get herself disqualified, if she loses this match, she loses the series, and I know damn well she doesn't want that. As for YOU <looking at Moose> I have to give you some incentive to stick to the rules, so here it is.........if you get disqualified, if you bring ANY weapons into the match, or anything else that does not belong in a wrestling match, you lose the series
MHJ: WHA?
FW: <wincing in pain> Imma win then, jerkface can't win clean
<now it is Moose that tires to go after Fire, weakly. And probably hurts himself more in the process, but the orderlies hold him back>
GMS: This is how it's going to be. Should we need a sixth match, we will cross that bridge when we get there. I am not going to have my wrestlers beating one another to death in the ring. It's bad for business. <Selena looks at the orderlies> Take him back upstairs
<Selena turns and walks out of the room after Jack, who is seething with rage. Fire doesn't look too happy either>
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 7, 2012 9:56:06 GMT -5
The next morning. Fire is SITTING~! in the Darling Luxury Suites, reviewing her match with Moose, having stubbornly signed herself out. She gets to the ending, and stands up...goes into her shrine room and shuts the door.
A few minutes later, Quorras walks in and hears the sounds of destruction coming from the shrine room. She quickly goes to the clipboard Lucky gave her and flips through the pages, but sees nothing about this, as it's never happened before. She grabs her cell phone, and dials.
Q: C'mon.....Lucky! Damn, voice mail....Lucky she's trashing the shrine room, and ... well, she's never done that before...things might be going very badly, so just...CALL ME BACK.
She hangs up just as Firewoman comes stalking out, still angry. Behind her we can see that the entire room is in shambles, and there's a pink stain on the wall where the bowl of water and blood has been thrown against the wall.
Q: Fire...look...I'm supposed to try and calm you down somehow but--
FW: What?
Q: I ... uh....
FW: It doesn't matter. I'm calm.
Fire flops back down on the couch.
Q: Oh...well, then....
FW: I don't...I had him....I don't understand......
Q: Well...uh...you have three more matches.
FW: No...you don't get it....coming back 3 on 1....it's almost....unheard of....I think.....
Q: No, no...you can do it.
FW: Oh please, shut up. I don't need a cheerleader. I thought I got an answer from my gods....All I got was vague answers about being true to myself. See where that got me.
Q: It's not over.
FW: *sigh* It may as well be.
Quorras decides to be quiet now, but stick around. Firewoman looks somewhat despondently at the coffee table, when suddenly her phone goes off. She looks at the text and through the miracle of technology we see what it says.
Fire looks at it and then looks away toward the coffee table. She sees the DVD of Old Yeller. A strange look comes over her face as she looks from the DVD to the text and back a few times. Finally she stands up and heads for the door. Quorras sees this and jumps up, standing between Fire and the door.
FW: What are you doing.
Q: Lucky told me to keep you from doing something stupid.
FW: Clearly he didn't tell you to not do something stupid, or you wouldn't be standing here right now.
Q: Where are you--
FW: I know what I need to do. I know how to do it now. But get out of my way, I can't do it here.
Quorras waits and then moves out of the way.
Q: Alex will want to know where you're going.
FW: I've got a cemetary to visit. He'll know what that means, although he might not be thrilled. Tell him not to wait on me, I'll see him in Assinobia.
Firewoman walks out the door. Quorras tries to figure out if she should have done something differently.
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 7, 2012 9:56:36 GMT -5
<Moose walks out of the Seven Persons Hospital as a mustang pulls to the door. He walks around and gets in, and we see Stank driving. Stank tears out of the hospital and hits the road. They ride in silence for a few minutes, getting to the open highway>
MHJ: Where’s LD?
Sta: He has some family visiting, spending time with them
MHJ: <snickering> Where’s AA
Sta: Laying down in the back seat
<Moose turns and looks, and sure enough, there is cardboard cut out Attitude Adjuster laying across the back seat>
MHJ: Must have had a rough night
Sta: I don’t want to talk about it
<they drive on in silence for a bit, finally Moose breaks the quiet by lighting a cigar and offering one to Stank>
Sta: What is this?
MHJ: A victory cigar
Sta: It's not over Jack
MHJ: Oh it's over
Sta: <shaking his head> This has got to stop
MHJ: Not again
Sta: Dammit Jack, you have Selena…..SELENA! saying it is too much. Let that sink in for a minute
MHJ: We know what we are doing, it will be fine
Sta: <shaking his head> You two are the most stubborn…….why did I get involved with you two?
MHJ: Better to be with us than against us
Sta: Sometimes I wonder. Jack, I don’t know if you realize this, but Fire isn’t playing anymore
MHJ: <grinning> I know
Sta: And yet you continue down this road
MHJ: I have to
Sta: WHY? You already said she isn’t playing, I KNOW Fire, this IS the old Fire. I mean seriously, four matches, four trips to the hospital, shouldn’t you know what you need to know already?
MHJ: I might……..but I am having fun
Sta: <staring at Moose incredulously>
MHJ: Eyes on the road. I am going to die in the ring, not on some Canadian highway
Sta: <shaking his head> so you may know what you need to know, but you continue on anyway trying to beat Fire to death. Where the hell do you get your ideas
MHJ: Well, I got this one from………you
<Stank slams on the brakes and the car slides off the road onto the shoulder, Stank turns and looks at Moose>
Sta: WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY?
MHJ: I got the idea from you
Sta: You got about two second to explain yourself before I jerk you our of the car and give you an ass whipping that would make Fire envious
MHJ: <laughing> Go ahead, they got me so full of painkiller that you would get tired before you finished me off
Sta: I’m not kidding
MHJ: Fine. Remember what you said when you were fighting me? When I was listening to Patrick more than I should have been? You said if someone means something to you, there is nothing you won’t do to help them. You knew that the only way you could get through to me was by beating my ass in that ring……and it worked. Oh sure, I still talk to Patrick, but it’s different now, and its because you wouldn’t listen to others. It’s because you KNEW what you had to do, and no one was going to talk you out of it. This is what I have to do. This is what Lisa needs. This is what I need.
Sta: Beating someone damn near to death is what they need. I swear to Christ, I will NEVER understand you Quinns
MHJ: Stank……..trust me. I imagine it looks bad, but it’s working. With each match, I see a little more Fire and a little less Lisa. She has spent so much time repressing what made her great, it takes time man. Once this is over, it’s all going to be ok
Sta: Let me guess, trust you
MHJ: Lucas, I have done a lot of things in my career, have I ever lied to you?
<Stank just glares at Moose, then throws the car back into gear and guns it back onto the highway. They ride in silence for a minute>
MHJ: Beside, if I do die, you can do the eulogy and be up for Promo of the Year
Sta: Not fucking funny
MHJ: <laughing> you can be the NEW Master Promoificator, <looking into the rearview> right AA?
Sta: Shut up
<Moose laughs hysterically, then yells in pain, then laughs some more, then yells as we fade to black>
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 7, 2012 9:57:07 GMT -5
(It's shortly after the Darling beatdown. Wyatt, Mary Lou, and the twins are coming back from medical, and Kate Bannister is lookng very impatient with the family.)Wyatt: [/i] OK, ladies, get changed, get the outfits sprayed down so the blood lifts out easier, and clean up so we can get on the road to Assinobia. E&C: [/i]Yes, Dad. (The twins hug Wyatt and exit)Wyatt: [/i] Mary Lou, I think the office is totally packed, but could you double check? And make sure the shows are ready for the morning. Mary Lou: [/i] On it, sweetheart. (Mary Lou kisses Wyatt and exits)Kate: [/i] Great. Turn Marty's girls into clones of their Aunt and Uncle. Wyatt: [/i] Now, Kate, it's not like that at all. Kate: [/i] Isn't it? The chains, the collars, the Halliburton, the creepy music, that video. Wyatt: [/i] What do you want me to say, Kate? That the girls are traveling down that wrong path? That Clio and Edra are becoming Ned and Nancy? I knew that was possible the moment we came here. But they're controlling it. They're keeping it in check. Kate: [/i] By duct taping their opponents and hitting moves on them totally unprotected? By smashing them with steel chairs? Wyatt: [/i] You think I wanted this? They came in the happy go lucky girls, tore it up in the ring, beat the best here, even Lisa Darling. But they took the girls as flashes in the pan, couldn't last. Now look today. Marty's girls aren't lily white pure faces, but they're getting wins, they're making it happen! Kate: [/i] But Beth and Marty wouldn't approve of this. Wyatt: [/i] Yes, they do. They do very much. Kate: [/i] But they're... Wyatt: [/i] Trust me. By the way, did you actually run the Rat chaser on Mary Lou? Kate: [/i]....well.... Wyatt: [/i] Look, I appreciate you looking after me, but this one is, well, different. She's the real deal. Kate: [/i] But she's so young! Wyatt: [/i] Look, Marty and Beth approve, so... Kate: [/i] What is this? Wyatt: [/i] Look, let's discuss this in the morning. Kate: [/i] You all are crazy. Wyatt: [/i] ..and you've known that for how long? Just trust me right now, OK? (Fade to the next morning in the early morning sun just west of Assiniboia, where the sun has risen and the family has held a ceremony. Wyatt and the twins are embracing and Kate has pulled Mary Lou aside.)Kate: [/i] I don't get it. Mary Lou: [/i] You felt it, didn't you? Kate: [/i] Yes, but...it's...I mean... Mary Lou: [/i] Some things transcend death. Beth and Wyatt, Marty and the twins, Wyatt and Marty, it's still remarkable. Kate: [/i] Well, I'm skeptical, but if they trust Wyatt, who am I to disagree. And I'm sorry. Mary Lou: [/i] If we all had a big sister like you, the world would be a better place. Kate: [/i] Assiniboia? I can't believe you're working in this shithole. Mary Lou: [/i] Careful, that's Rev Stan's line. Kate: [/i] Oops, sorry. (The family piles back into the rental SUV and we...)FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 7, 2012 9:57:37 GMT -5
FADE in backstage in Seven Persons, Alberta. Getting bandaged up after his match is one half of the Holy Spirit Squad, Stan Fulton.
SFJ66: “Mr. Fulton, can I have a minute or two?
SF: “Of course. Please come in.”
SFJ66: “Would you care to comment on your match tonight with Edra of Power & Glory?”
SF: “I would, but I didn’t have a match with Edra. I had a match with Power & Glory and Company. For all intents and purposes it was a three-on-one handicap match. It’s no wonder I lost.
“Wyatt Cox sure likes to say that he respects us and he’s sorry for what’s come before, but when push comes to shove, he resorts right back to his conniving, brutal ways. He and Clio getting involved with the briefcase is just wrong. And to add insult to injury, Edra’s feet were on the ropes.”
SFJ66: “Any retribution?”
SF: “Not from me. God says turn the other cheek. Well I’ve turned so often I’m dizzy. Power & Glory are yesterday’s news. I’m concentrating on next week’s match now.”
SFJ66: “Let’s talk about that. A Texas Tornado match with Texpress and Banned From Everywhere.”
SF: “Crazy. All six of us in the ring at the same time. I think Mai’s a bit worried being in there with five large men. She’s not exactly tall. I’ll have to do my best to protect her from overzealousness on our opponents’ part, but I don’t have any worries. Mai can handle herself.
“Not to mention, it’s a chance to show our esteemed General Manager that the Holy Spirit Squad deserves a tag team title match at Hell on Earth.
“I have absolutely nothing against any of our opponents. Heck, all of them were in our Elimination match at the last pay-per-view. So my views on them are common knowledge. Wednesday night, Chad, Zane, Bill and Justin. Bring your hammers.”
SFJ66: “Really? Catchphrase infringement?”
SF: “Apologies. Guys, Wednesday night Mai Muyo and Stan Fulton will save you. Enjoy the rapture.”
FADE OUT
FADE BACK IN on static which eventually turns to an image of a human head backlit so we cannot see the face. The voice is digitally altered as well.
V: “Stan Fulton. You have been warned once already that you are not welcome here in the OOWF. I have been in close contact with the OOWF Board of Directors and if it wasn’t for a small codicil to your contract which your attorneys skillfully inserted, you’d already be gone. As it is, I aim to make sure you never wrestle again. In this company or anywhere else.
“You claim you need to meet me face to face. Let me assure you, Stan, that is not something you want. This is my world. Who signs the checks, boy? Who makes the puppets dance? Who controls the media empire? I do. And I’m going to make you suffer.”
STATIC FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 7, 2012 9:58:13 GMT -5
(Wyatt Cox and Kate Bannister are talking backstage prior to the Valor, Saskatchewan house show)
Wyatt: [/i]You know, you don't have to do this.
Kate: [/i]Nonsense, I've worked out with the girls, this is a house show, what's the worst that could happen. It's not like I haven't done this before.
Wyatt: [/i]I know, but you haven't done this in...
Kate: [/i]...almost thirty years, I know. Look, how will I know if I don't even try.
Wyatt: [/i]OK, but I'm going out with you.
Kate: [/i]Moral support, that's sweet.
Wyatt:[/i] I just hope that's all it is. Let's go.
OOWF Within The Confines of Your Domicile 4.5 – Canadian Aggression
OOWF Within The Confines of Your Domicile 4.5 – Canadian Aggression Live! From Valor, Saskatchewan
Kate Bannister Vs Wulf Warhammer
The veteran student of Wyatt Cox gets a warm reception from the Valor audience. Warhammer tries to push around the 6'2” 225 pound woman, but she won't budge. Bannister dominates with an extended chain wrestling sequence before Warhammer busts out the Greco-Roman poke to the eyes. The beatdown goes on but Bannister refuses to budge. Finally Warhammer whips Bannister across the ring and tries to charge in with an elbow but the veteran dodges at the last second and Warhammer's shoulder meets the post. Bannister goes behind for the CROSSFACE CHICKENWING and Warhammer submits.
WINNER in 13:45 – Kate Bannister
Power and Glory VS Pontiac Excitement and the Yugo Lemons – Handicap Elimination match
Wyatt walks Kate Bannister to the curtains and waits for his twins Power and Glory to come out, wearing their pink one piece suits with matching pink collars and steel chains. They are followed by The Pontiac Excitement, Firebird and Starfire with their valet Tempest, the UAWWF tag champions, and the former contenders, Koral and Temo, the Yugo Lemons. It's the rematch for the Excitement from their embarrassing loss to Power and Glory and the first time the Lemons have been able to get to the ring with the twins. Temo starts out against Power in this handicap elimination match. The 5'5” Temo has a hard time getting started against the 5'11” Power and finds that he can't outmuscle her, throw her, or do much of anything with her. Power whips Temo into the ropes and points to Glory who heads up the turnbuckle. Power easily hits the Powerslam, then rolls out of the way for Glory to hit the 450 for the TWIN SPIN. One DOUBLE ELIMINATION later and Temo is towed out of the ring. Both members of the Pontiac Excitement point to Koral to go in next, and he makes a valiant attempt to dive in after Power but Power throws Koral into the corner and tags in Glory who digs in with a flurry of chops, forearms, and a head butt that opens up the cut on her own forehead. Seeing her own blood again lights a fire under Glory who takes it hard and fast to Koral. Glory tags in Power who immediately picks up Koral for the Powerbomb as Glory climbs to the top rope and hits the Powerbomb Bulldog, Power's cover is academic. But then both members of the Pontiac Excitement hit the ring trying to take advantage. The advantage is short lived as Power press slams Firebird out of the ring onto the valet Tempest, and Glory follows. Power follows up with Starfire, lighting up his chest with chops and forearms, while Glory sends Firebird into the corner post. We see a trickle of blood starting to seep out of Firebird's mask as Glory goes for Wyatt's Halliburton. Meanwhile Power picks up Starfire for the triple rolling German suplexes. As Power hits the third German Suplex, Glory plows into Firebird with the Halliburton. Power picks up Starfire and lifts him off the mat with a FLYING HAMMERLOCK! Starfire has no option but to submit. Glory rolls Firebird into the ring and the twins hit DOUBLE ELIMINATION!. Then, just because, one more DOUBLE ELIMINATION. The three count is academic and the twins run the gauntlet.
WINNERS in 13:34 – Power and Glory
Tempest makes the mistake of coming in to check on Firebird and finds herself surrounded by the twins. Tempest explains that she's number one...with the wrong fingers...then tries to run...straight into the arms of Wyatt Cox who pulls her up into a PACKAGE PILEDRIVER! One more DOUBLE ELIMINATION, and the twins have run the table.
Stank and Attitude Adjuster versus Vlad and Tavian Dracul
The two Romanians make their way to ringside accompanied by their other brother Radu, While Stank is accompanied by the cardboard cut out of AA. Still, it doesn't take much. After a few minutes of pummeling Vlad and Tavian into submission, Stank hits the STANK-U on both Draculs, grabs the cardboard cutout of AA, and the cutout covers Vlad, and Stank covers Tavian, and this match is over.
WINNERS in 9:45 – Stank and Attitude Adjuster (sort of)
Ghosthead Vs Gordy “Curling Stone” LaFleur
Really? Let's just say to LaFleur, thanks for coming. Five minutes of disassembly by Stanks brother, followed by a Facebuster into the PHANTASMAGORIA and this one is over.
WINNER in 5:45 – Ghosthead
Banned from Everywhere vs Maple Leaf Mafia
Awesome Bill and Justin Sane ride down on Drunkey and Drunkette followed by Ellie May on her moped. The Maple Leaf Mafia, the Canadian Dream and the Canadian Nightmare come out waving the Canadian flag. Somehow, though, they are not being cheered. They hit the ring and immediately attack Justin and Bill. Slobberknockery ensues as Justin is even able to hit the MOMENT OF CLARITY on the Canadian Nightmare, tag Bill, who hits FREEBIRD for the pin.
WINNER in 9:59 – Banned from Everywhere
Danny Taylor Vs Yves Vachon
Before this match can start, “Fortress of Seduction” by Two Steps from Hell hits and Wyatt Cox and Power come out. Wyatt, of course, grabs a microphone.
Wyatt: [/i]Danny Taylor, you are without a doubt the best pure wrestler here. I want to issue a challenge tonight. You can take the easy way out, wrestle this jabroni here, or take on Power. Now I want to promise you Danny, no Glory, no Halliburton, just pure wresting. Whaddaya say?
Danny point to his head, then points to Vachon. But then he points to his heart, and then to Power.
Wyatt: [/i] Your head says take the easy match, but your heart says go for Power, is that right?
Danny nods his head.
Wyatt: [/i] I understand, Danny. We understand you. No tricks, no misdirection. Just straight up wrestling. Power wants the challenge.
Danny looks at the ref, points to Vachon, then points to the back. He turns to Power and does the “Bring It” sign. Wyatt steps over and shakes Danny's hand as does Power, and Wyatt, sans Halliburton, steps to ringside as the bell rings.
The match is ten minutes of well fought, well executed chain wrestling. Danny's experience and strength shines, but Power gives a great account of herself. Endgame comes when Power hits a solid leg lariat that drops Danny, and she leaps to the top turnbuckle to follow up. As she leaps off, Danny catches her in a Powerslam, then locks in the TNT. Out runs Glory with the Halliburton but she is cut off by Wyatt. Power holds on for a good long time but eventually has to tap out.
Winner in 11:45 – Dynamite Danny Taylor
Wyatt opens the Halliburton and pulls out...four El Lobo Sangriento masks. He hands one to each of the twins and one to Danny. Wyatt puts one on and the girls cup their hands around their mouths and let out a HOWL. Danny smiles and pounds his heart. Everyone shakes hands and Danny leaves the ring. Wyatt and the twins play to the crowd in the masks and HOWL until “Sail” explodes from the loudspeakers.
Wyatt and the twins frantically scan the crowd looking for the Darlings but Alex and Alexis come up behind Wyatt and Power and hit dual Backstabbers on them. The Incest Twins turn their full attention to Glory, still in the ELS mask. Alex grabs her and Alexis turns the mask around so she can't see. Alex turns to the downed Power and turns her mask around and begins a measure of payback for the post Mayhem beat down. Alex and Alexis play a little hit-and-run with the blinded twins who are wildly swinging and missing. Finally both Darlings hit sharp Superkicks on the Neil twins. Alex picks up Glory, pats her on the face, and picks her up for a DARLING DRIVER, while Alexis hits a BITCH KILLER on Power. The Darlings then turn to Wyatt who is just starting to stir and pulling the mask off his face to realize that the Darlings are standing over him. He quickly realizes that he's screwed and tries to crawl out of the ring but Alex grabs him and pulls him up by the hair....what little is left.
Alex: [/i]Beware of what you wish for, Wyatt. You're likely to get it. Starting now.
Alex kicks Wyatt in the stomach and Alexis manuevers Wyatt to the corner. Alex and Alexis set Wyatt up for the Darling Bombshell and hit it. Wyatt is dead. Alex picks up a microphone and bends over Wyatt.
Alex: [/i]We take this round, Wyatt. Because we're the Darlings, and you're just not.
Alexis: [/i]Booyah, Bitches!
“Sail” plays again as Alex and Alexis leave the ring and we...
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 8, 2012 12:49:06 GMT -5
At a cemetery somewhere in Canada, it is night, and a dark figure is kneeling in front of a very old tombstones. There are candles all around, cornmeal drawings all around on the ground, with empty bottles of rum and probably other things we don't want to see laying around. BLINCy circles around to see the woman kneeling in the dark robe with her hood up. All we can hear is her voice., carrying on a conversation with someone we can't hear or see, but she's focused on what appears to be the oldest tombstone in the cemetery.
Hooded Woman: So it is really over then.
Gravestone: .....
HW: There's no other way....I can't win on this path?
GS: .........
HW: But--
GS: .....
HW: I don't want to end like this........
GS: ......
HW: I know...I understand....if it has to be this way.....so be it. Ashe.
The woman extinguishes the candles and walks away into the black night.
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 8, 2012 12:49:36 GMT -5
"So the mute asked for this match? What a fucking joke. It's not as if Usagi, Ghosthead or I need any particular reason to beat your ass. This is a joke. 3 on 1? What can be gained from this but pain, agony, and suffering?
So if thats what you want? I'll be happy to oblige you. You want bones broken? You shall have it. You desire your skull caved in? As you wish. You want to know what pain is? I shall show you. Gladly.
That is exactly why I am here, why I am a wrestler. To cause as much pain as possible. Here I can break bones and tear limbs, all within the rules. YOUR RULES. Not mine.
So when this goes bad for Danny Boy, don't blame me. Don't even blame him. BLAME YOURSELVES. His blood is on your hands. HIs suffering is YOUR doing. It is YOUR FAULT that he will
FEEL!!!
MY!!!
PAIN!!!!"
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 8, 2012 12:50:07 GMT -5
As the ring is cleared at the house show, Firewoman walks to the ring, in street clothes, carrying a microphone, as her music plays. She's favoring some of her lingering injuries from the feud a bit. The crowd cheers, and while she slaps a few hands, she's clearly got business on her mind. She slides under the ropes and does a few laps around the ring. While all business, she seems very...subdued. The crowd murmurs its concern over this. Finally, she speaks.
FW: So...my asshole brother...you're up 3 to 1 in our series. And you want me to tell you that you were right about me, huh? Tell you how soft I am? Well, let's not keep these wonderful people waiting, Jack. Try and stagger your ass out here.
Fire stands, hands on her hips, waiting. The crowd goes restless, a "Moose Fears Fire" chant begins. Firewoman smirks at this. She signals to a production assistant who gives her a metal folding chair. She opens it and sits down in the ring.
FW: Well, while we're waiting, let me tell you a little story. It's about Sean Quinn, really. You know, he would get pretty damn drunk a lot...And if he wasn't beating us, he was threatening to beat us. For little things really....but there were two undercurrents that I don't think have been brought out enough, and that I think you all need to know.
And I KNOW my esteemed brother needs the refresher course.
Whenever one of us would defy him... tell him no...not clean our room, such as it was, not come in the door precisely when we were due, or heaven forbid...DISAGREE with him.....that's when trouble would start. Sometimes, though...sometimes we'd get warning. Sean Quinn would look down at us, clenching his fists....and he'd say....
Firewoman pauses....as if remembering is actually physically painful.
FW: He would say..."If you don't respect me, I will make you. TRUST ME."
A "whoa" goes through the crowd.
FW: That's right. My brother's catchphrases. That was the warning we'd get as kids that shit was about to go down. Sean would be so proud....
Moose appears at the top of the ramp, furious.
FW: Oh, there he is....found your way out of the sleazy bar you've been holed up in?
Moose simply snarls at Fire, who is smiling and glaring at the same time, if that's possible.
FW: Wow...you look just like him. It's really deja vu. Quinn coming home from a bar to beat the living shit out of the daughter who doesn't do what he wants, say what he wants, or act the way he wants. Congratulations, Moose. You've become dad.
Moose had enough and rushes down the ramp, to a chorus of boos. He runs into the ring and gets nose to nose with Fire who doesn't even come close to backing off, but merely stands up and smiles, then raises the microphone.
FW: You could hit me now, Moose. You could. But then you would never hear those words you so desperately want to hear.
Moose considers it, and a "No No No!" chant breaks out. Moose and Fire share a smirk, and Moose backs off with a large gesture to say 'Go on.'
FW: Moose....you are one of the best wrestlers ever.
The crowd is momentarily stunned into silence, and then there's some applause. Moose looks at her with surprise.
FW: Seriously...you are a DOUBLE grand slam champion...future hall of famer....I mean...I could go on and on about your accomplishments here and in Japan, but we don't have that kind of time.
The crowd applauds again and Moose looks ... well, stunned.
FW: The only thing that I hated about joining OOWF, is that...well...that I couldn't claim my place at your side. We agreed to tell no one, to let me stand on my own merits, but....that doesn't mean that I wasn't proud to be your sister. Quite the opposite.
Moose is taken aback. Firewoman is almost aglow with sisterly love.
FW: Jack...I followed you into this business because you inspired me. I wanted to be just like you, follow in your footsteps. I still admire and...yeah...respect everything you've done. Everything you've accomplished. The only reason I joined the Five, ignored how much I hated Poe....was for you. To FINALLY be by your side.
The crowd cheers again. Moose looks at his sister warily, and reaches for the microphone. Fire pulls it away, playfully, then speaks again.
FW: Uh-uh-uh, Moose. I'm not done. I haven't said those three little words you've been longing to hear.
So...Moose....I admit it.
You.
Were.
Right.
The crowd is stunned, and so is Moose. Fire nods.
FW: Yep...you heard me. Moose is RIGHT. I have changed. I'm not the woman I was. The woman I was, all that rage and anger....The rage and anger used as a weapon by so many others...Ecosystem, even you in the Five, Moose, and RunDEA before that. No...I am not that woman anymore. I am not her. That Firewoman wouldn't have done the things I did. I wouldn't have stayed married to your worst enemy.
So...you're right....I have changed.
The crowd murmurs it's disapproval. Moose looks suspiciously at Fire.
FW: So...there we have it. I have changed. I'm no longer a Quinn, or maybe even a Sheehan. I've gone soft. That's why my career has floundered, no singles titles...It's...well, you're right. It's really...over. There's no need for three more matches...who am I kidding...it would probably only be one more match.
Moose is speechless, and the crowd boos. Fire drops the microphone from her mouth and looks down, apparently overcome with emotion. Moose doesn't quite know what to do.
FW: I know...I could...I could move into management...go to my house in Louisiana...I could go to Stamford and wrestle 30 second matches against out of work underwear models. But...
She looks up at Moose, her eyes brimming with crocodile tears.
FW: That's not the way a Quinn should go out, is it Jack? Burn out rather than fade away, right?
She looks around and her eyes land on the folding chair. She picks it up and folds it, and holds it out to him.
FW: I think you know what to do with this. Let me go out like I should...like a true Quinn should...okay?
Moose takes the chair from Firewoman, and she nods. She turns around so her back is to him, and gets on her knees. She lifts the microphone to her mouth.
FW: Go on. Go ahead Jackie. It's time.
Moose looks at the chair, and looks at Fire. The crowd is booing, begging Moose not to do it.
FW: C'mon, Jackie. You've never listened to Them before. Don't start now.
Firewoman's arm drops and she closes her eyes, bowing her head, awaiting the blow. Moose lifts the chair up, and the crowd gets louder, desperately trying to do something to get through to him. Firewoman's shoulders shake as she begins to sob. She draws her arm up again to speak.
FW: Please....for....for Him. For Patrick.
Moose's face changes and his confusion turns to a scowl. Fire continues to sob silently, and he raises the chair again above her head and....stops. He stands there...frozen, as he tosses the chair aside. He motions for a PA to give him a microphone, and he does. He walks slowly back to where Fire is still kneeling...sobbing...and puts a hand gently on her shoulder.
MHJ: No...no, Fire....stand up....I can't lose another sibling....I WON'T. That's what this has all been about. I wanted to push you...further than any one has....to SEE if the real Fire is still in there...
Fire's shoulders are still shaking as Moose reaches to her elbow and gently gets her to stand. The crowd cheers! He turns her around, and puts a hand under her chin to lift her face....and sees that she isn't sobbing at all.
She's...laughing.
MHJ: What's so damn funny?
FW: Oh, Jackie, Jackie, Jackie. You're not the only one checking out who's changed and who hasn't. I might have changed, but you? You are totally NOT Moosehead Jack.
MHJ: What the hell are you talking about!
FW: There! JUST NOW! The Moosehead Jack I knew? We all knew? If he had an opponent with his back to him and a weapon in his hand? No way would the OLD Moosehead Jack have let that opportunity go. I should be splayed out on the mat staining it red with my brains splattered into the front row. But no...not YOU...not THIS Moosehead Jack.....
Fire laughs hysterically, while Moose's rage starts to build, as this starts to sink in.
FW: The GREAT and POWERFUL Moosehead Jack. Ketsueki Seishin. Names that struck fear and terror into wrestlers, fighters..hell, people in general. You think *I've* changed...look what YOU'VE turned into. If I'm soft....you've positively melted.
The crowd cheers Fire on. Moose's eyes dart to the chair, but Fire is doing a fairly good job of keeping herself between Moose and the chair.
MHJ: You lying sack of shit. You call me Sean? Well, good job, Rose Jr. You certainly have her deviousness down.
FW: Came by it naturally, that I did. And now? I had my doubts that I could do this, that I could beat you. But now that I see this? I'm more confident than ever that I can win the next three matches. See, my problem...I was fighing the Moosehead Jack I thought you were, not the one you've become. You are a shell of your former self, Moose. I feel...I feel sorry for you.
MHJ: We won't go to three.
FW: No? Wanna bet?
MHJ: ...
FW: ...
MHJ: You're on.
FW: Fine. When I win?
MHJ: If.
FW: When. You leave OOWF.
The crowd doesn't quite cheer this....
MHJ: What are you talking about.
FW: You're career. It ends. I beat you three in a row and you're done. The OOWF is the only place a man with your violent tendencies could be. No other promotion would touch you. Their liability insurance couldn't handle it. No, I beat you. I PROVE that I am better than you...and you leave. Forever.
Moosehead Jack smirks.
MHJ: You've got that Darling overconfidence.
Now it's Firewoman's turn to smirk. They are the same smirk.
MHJ: Fine. You're on.
The crowd cheers, but...not quite.
FW: Perfect.
MHJ: Not so fast. When you lose--
FW: IF I lose...
MHJ: WHEN you lose.
FW: I'll leave OOWF.
There are clear boos.
MHJ: NO, no, no, no, no. You're right. No one would touch me now in any other promotion. But you could go make a few million jobbing to those underwear models, and live happily ever after in that stupid house. No, no.
Moose walks around as if he's trying to think of something. Finally...he thinks of one and turns back to face her.
MHJ: When you--
FW: If--
MHJ: --lose.....You'll divorce Alex.
Firewoman's smirk goes quickly away, as a look of pure hate and rage crosses her face. Moose smirks as Fire tries to stare holes right through his head. The crowd boos and screams No! No! No! There's a very long pause in the proceedings before Firewoman raises the microphone...
FW: You're on.
The arena erupts. Moose laughs while Fire still looks like she could kill him with a thought.
MHJ: Okay, okay. How do I know you won't back out.
FW: I won't need to. But...
Firewoman reaches into her back waistband and pulls out the knife Alex gave her. She grabs Moose's hand and before he can react she's sliced his palm, and then hers, and presses their two hands together into a bloody handshake, while replaing the knife into its sheath. The camera focuses close on the two hands clasped, blood running down them.
FW: Blood oath. We can release each other, but we can't back out.
MHJ: ...
FW: ...
MHJ: Then...may the best Quinn win.
Moose continues his smirkiness, while Fire is still seething.
FW: Moose...one more thing.
Moose turns back...right into a kick to the gut, doubling him over. Fire hooks the arms and *slam* pedigrees him...right onto the chair. The crowd erupts as Fire bends over him holding up three fingers. Moose just kind of blinks as Fire's music hits, but it's not "Firewoman." It's "Flame On" by Iommi.
FW: One, two, three mother fucker.
Fire storms out of the ring and the ramp to cheers and her heel-music, while Moose counts the lights in the ceiling.
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 9, 2012 14:33:50 GMT -5
~~~ Open with a view inside the Destroyitarium. Chad and Zane are sitting at the corner booth enjoying some ice cold Aquafinas while doing their prep work for their match this week in Assinobia, Saskatchewan (Nice Loud Cheap Pop, Eh). Bridgette is talking to Ashley and Spencer at the bar when Victor walks in. ~~~
Victor: Miss Bridgette, pleasure to see you
Bridgette: Victor, nice to see you
Victor: To what do we owe the honor?
Bridgette: Oh, I was just talking with the girls here about having a Spa day when we get back to the states.
Victor: I'm sure that will be fun.
Bridgette: So where's Danny?
Victor: He volunteered to go on a beer run.
Bridgette: You know, Zane, Chad and I are worried about this match.
Victor: Me too. I tried talking him out of it a couple times. Danny is a lot of things, honorable, compassionate, straight forward, and..... stubborn as a mule.
Bridgette: I know what that's like. He should really let the boys team up with him and make it a 6-man.
Victor: He's insisting it be 3 on 1. He's not even listening to alternatives.
Bridgette: Well, should he change his mind...
Victor: He won't.
Bridgette: I understand shug. If you need us, you call ok?
Victor: Of course. I'll let you girls get back to your planning.
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 9, 2012 14:34:09 GMT -5
*Ghosthead is roaming the halls of the OOWF when he senses the presence of the INC.*
Ghost - Danny Taylor is a fool. Why would he voluntarily cut short a promising career? Why should I grant him an early exit? Know this DDT. Know it well. Know that there will be no mercy... only pain, the kind of pain that will outlast your short career. It would be bad enough if you were to face me alone, but you have three of us to deal with.
You will not survive the experience... you will be changed.
The Danny Taylor that comes out of that match will be a broken fool... and for what? Defending the honor of a miserable soul like Victor Dinero? Please... it would laughable if it were not so... pathetic.
As you wish Taylor. If it's suffering you desire, I shall oblige, then you too will know, just like everyone else, my wrath, my fury, my ruin.
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 9, 2012 14:34:33 GMT -5
The Kai is in his dressing room. He decides to cut a promo. Let's watch, shall we?Kai: This week, make your plans for the party now. Get your meat to throw on the barbeque. Get your potato chips ready. Make your potato salad, cole slaw, whatever else makes ya feel good, fat and bloated! But most of all, don't forget your beer? You wanna know why? 'Cuz the Kai is gonna party. And no one, and THE KAI MEANS NO ONE, parties like the Kai and the Hawai'ian Nation! Why is the Kai gonna party, you ask? The Kai needs no exuse to party. The Kai's life is great. All the pie you can eat, the surf, the sun, the sand, the jabronis to smack down are endless. And this week, the Kai gets a treat. The Kai gets to beat that Russian idiot. Comrade Sharkoff. So, listen up Comrade Jerkoff, the Kai's just gonna say this once, so pull all the snow outta your ears. The Cold war is over! No one cares about you or what you want. IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT YOU WANT! When the Kai's around, you simply can't compete. So bring your candy ass to the ring jabroni. Bring your girl Mila too, 'cuz once the Kai hits you with the REEF BOTTOM, and that dumbass jabroni that passes for a referee around here counts to three, assuming he can, the Kai will pick up another win, and then the Kai will take your little piece of pie to the party and we'll party ALL NIGHT LONG DADDY! Yes, in case you were wondering, that was a euphamism. The Kai means he will have sex with your girl Mila until Dawn Patrol. IF YA SMELLLLLLL... There's a knock on the door.Kai: Who dares interrupt the Kai's promo and especially the Kai's catchphrase?! Kai storms to the door and opens it and sees a girl wearing a red cape and a red hood covering her head.Kai: Are you lost Little Red Riding Hood? You sure are looking good. You're everything that a big Lava Bull could want. Red walks past Kai and into the room. We still can't see her face. She turns towards the Kai and away from the camera. She begins to speak. Her voice is familiar.Red: What a big mouth you have. Kai: The better to entertain the People. The Kai drops the gospel like no body's business. Red paces back and forth in front of Kai.Red: What big eyes you have. Kai: The better to see all the fresh, beatiful, wonderful pie out there! Red: What big ears you have. Kai: The better for the Kai to listen and hear the MILLIONS... Crowd: ...AND MILLIONS! Kai: ...of the Hawai'ian Nation! Red stops pacing and walks up to the Kai. She runs her hands up and down his arm.Red: What big muscles you have. Kai: The better to layeth the smackdown on all the jabronis of the OOWF! IF YA... Wait, are you going lower? You can always comment on the Kai's big... Red: Are you a wolf? Kai smirks.Kai: The Kai has been called a wolf before, but the Kai is no wolf. The Kai is big and the Kai is bad, but the Kai is no wolf, no no no. The Kai is the Lava Bull! Kai grabs Red by the waist and pulls her to him.Kai: The Kai is no wolf little girl. But the Kai belives that you. You are. Kai grins and apparently the grin is returned even though we can not see Red's face. She turns her head slowly to the camera and pulls down the hood.Kai: Welcome back, A'isha. Aa-T: Nevermore.
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 9, 2012 14:35:00 GMT -5
Victor walks into the back of the Destroyatorium, where he sees Danny unloading some crates. He stands for a moment, but Danny doesn't seem to notice him. Finally he clears his throat and Danny turns around. The two stare each other down, neither making a motion, finally Victor talks.
DVD: I'm gonna ask you one more time not to do this match.
Danny frowns and shakes his head no.
DVD: I know you blame yourself for Jack, and you blame yourself for Lobo, and you continue to blame yourself for what happens to me, but you can't.
Danny scowls and goes to turn away.
DVD: No, you don't get to wave me off this time.
Danny turns back.
DVD: You are my best friend, and I will stand by you, but I won't watch you get yourself killed. If you insist on going through with this match, I won't be there at ringside to watch it happen.
Danny's eyes narrow, and then he shrugs and goes back to stocking the shelves. Victor's shoulders droop and he let's out a sigh.
DVD: It's like I don't even know you anymore man.
Vic turns to leave, and for a moment, Danny's face softens and he goes to turn, but then it hardens again and he shakes whatever thoughts he was having away and goes back to stocking the shelves, anger burning in his eyes.
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 9, 2012 14:35:46 GMT -5
(We open on a Black and White scene from Kansas City Kansas Memorial Hall, apparently from some time ago. The ring announcer is making introductions:
Anncr: Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your main event of the evening. Introducing to my left, from Emporia, Kansas, the former International Heavyweight Champion, Wyatt Cox. And his partner, from Albert Lea, Minnesota, Beth Banner. Their opponents, both from West Palm Beach, Florida, Alexander and Alexis Darling!
Wyatt Cox then wakes up startled and sits straight up, then realizing that was a bad move, falls back down on the cot at the back of the arena where the house show just took place. Sitting next to him is Kate Bannister.)
Kate:[/i] About time. We were getting concerned.
Wyatt:[/i] What's...where...answer the phone.
Kate:[/i] The house show. The masks. The Darlings.
Wyatt:[/i] Oh. Bad idea.
Kate:[/i] Well, you can't say you didn't expect it.
Wyatt:[/i] Answer tht phone. The girls...
Kate:[/i] Mary Lou has them in medical. Relax. Here they are now.
Edra:[/i] DAD! You missed it! Fire and Moose, they were both here!
Clio:[/i] Fire called him out.
Edra:[/i] The rest of the series
Clio:[/i] Moose's career versus Fire's marriage.
Wyatt:[/i] Someone answer that phone!
Clio:[/i] But there's...
Kate:[/i] Ladies, get all your things and let's get back to Assinoiba. I think your dad needs some rest.
Edra:[/i] Yes, Kate.
(The girls pick up the bags and head for the rental as Mary Lou comes in. )
Mary Lou:[/i] Well, looks like your friend Jack put it all on the line with his sister.
Wyatt:[/i] We'll see what happens there. All in all, a good night except for that ending.
Mary Lou:[/i] Well, Edra got what she wanted. Too bad she lost.
Wyatt:[/i] I told her that Danny was just that damn good and she wasn't ready. Now maybe she'll listen to me and keep the big rainbow guy off her mind. He's got his own set of problems we don’t' need to be involved with. And could someone answer that damn phone? We've got a beat down to plan.
Kate:[/i] But didn't you...
Mary Lou:[/i] ...but first you needs some rest dear, here take this.
Wyatt:[/i] Stupid Darlings.
(Wyatt takes the medicine and walks out the building to the car with Kate and Mary Lou. He gets in the back with Edra and Clio and promptly falls back asleep.)
Mary Lou:[/i] Has he always been like this?
Kate:[/i] Nothing changes. Even the phone ringing.
Mary Lou:[/i] Knocked for a loop.
Kate:[/i] And then some.
Mary Lou:[/i] You drive?
Kate:[/i] No, you?
Mary Lou:[/i] Clio? Drive us back to the hotel, please?
Clio:[/i] But Dad's so cute curled up like this.
Mary Lou:[/i] Never saw that before.
Kate:[/i] Some things never change.
(Clio climbs in to drive and everyone else gets into the car as we...)
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 9, 2012 19:57:36 GMT -5
~~~ Chad Madison and Zane Myers stand in front of the OOWF interview banner, decked out in their jeans & boots. Zane is in his customary white t-shirt, while Chad is wearing his new "Bring Your Hammers" shirt (available from OOWFShop.com) As always, they are wearing their World Tag Team Championships around their waists (like all champions should) ~~~
Zane: It is an interesting time for the OOWF as we head to the biggest show of the year, Hell on Earth 8.
Chad: We have Moose and Fire in a Best of Seven Series to determine who is the most hospitalized sibling.
Zane: We have an old man trying to live vicariously through his daughters, and being a general pain in the butt to everyone.
Chad: We have Stan Fulton STICKING with a gimmick! Way to go Stan!
Zane: We have a guy in a mask running around attacking the World Champion.
Chad: And we have a mad Russian, guys on donkeys, and Danny trying to take on every heel in the company.
Zane: But through it all, one thing remains a constant.
Chad: Texpress is still going out there week after week, Bringing Our Hammers, tearing houses down, proving night in and night out we are STILL The Measuring Stick in tag team wrestling.
Zane: This week, we get another classic OOWF clusterbomb. A 3-team Tornado match. Stan Fulton. Mai Muyo. Awesome Bill. Justin Sane. Anything can happen type of match.
Chad: What will happen? Chad Madison and Zane Myers will go out there, live from Assinobia, Saskatchewan (Cheap Pop eh) and do what we do best, better than anyone in history.....
Zane: Win.
Chad: So Holy Spirit Squad, Banned From Everywhere, Bring Your Hammers this week. We're going to tear the house down
Zane: Wait.. Stop.
Chad: huh?
Zane: You already hit that catchphrase.
Chad: Hey, I'm still trying to get it over.
Zane: I don't think it's going to work.
Chad: Why not?
Zane: The t-shirts aren't selling very well.
Chad: I had another idea.... Toolbelts!
Zane: No, just... no.
~~~ Fade ~~~
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 9, 2012 20:06:13 GMT -5
<Moose is sitting in the back on a stack of crates smoking a cigar looking out into the Canadian night when SFJ13 walks up>
SFJ13: Would you like to comment on Fire's actions earlier tonight?
MHJ: The DDT? Please, I have been through far worse than that
SFJ13: Not that
MHJ: Oh, maybe the part where she compared me to Sean? <shaking his head> If that's how she wants to see it, so be it. I could sit here and make the very same comparison of her to Rose. Running from your problems, self medicating, whatever.
SFJ13: Not that either
MHJ: Oh where someone finally gave me credit for being a great wrestler
SFJ1: <rolling her eyes> not THAT either
MHJ: Huh. Well then I got nothing
SFJ13: You didn't hit her with the chair
MHJ: <smirking> You know, when Lisa was on her knees in the ring, after she gave me the chair, she said something funny. The crowd was roaring for me not to do it, and she said "you've never listened to Them before, don't start now." Is that really why you thought I didn't do it?
<Moose shakes his head and laughs>
Those Darlings got you brainwashed sis. Alexander Darling has said that he will stay out of our feud here, as long as it stays within the matches. Well, last I checked, that wasn't a match, was it Lisa? Had I caved your skull in right there, Little Alex would have made a beeline for the ring, and then suddenly, he is involved.
<smirking> Oh no Lisa, I am not giving you that out. Nice try though
SFJ13: Fire has also agreed to put her marriage to Alexander Darling against your career in this series. If you win, they get divorced, if she wins, you are done with wrestling forever.
MHJ: <laughing again> An act of a desperate woman. If this is what SHE needs for motivation? Fine. I am up 3-1. Should have swept, but she got lucky and I fell off a ladder. If this is what you need to do Lisa, you go right ahead and do it. When I beat you, I will have the pleasure of watching you sigh those papers.
You say your one regret was not getting to stand by your brother when you came to the OOWF
<Moose shakes his head in disgust and spits on the ground>
Who's fucking fault was that? You get here and side up with Alex in DEA, KNOWING I hate him. We finally get together with the Five, and you fuck THAT up by MARRYING him. You want to blame ME? Fuck. You. You had every chance in the world Lisa. When we ran in the Five, we talked ALL THE TIME about teaming and taking over the OOWF, but what do you do? You go out and you get fucking drunk, and you marry the man we have just spent the last month kicking the shit out of night after night. You do that, and then you have the gall, the fucking unmitigated NERVE to get pissy with ME and tell ME that I don't fucking understand?
Well understand this Lisa. Blood oath or not. No matter what happens after this is over, I will never......NEVER forgive you for what you did. You want the real Jackie? There you fucking go
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 9, 2012 20:30:02 GMT -5
So The so called Kai needs little red riding hood to help him against me? Nyet! Comrade Sharkoff needs no such help. I send Russian Tiger back to Siberia. I will be beating you very easily this week Why? You are from small island. Hard times for you is no limes to put in your beer. You are weak. Comrade Sharkoff knows hard times. Winters in Siberia with nothing to eat but the animals you can catch and kill, turnips and borscht. Only Vodka to keep you warm inside. It make me strong as ox. I am used to fighting for my life, not worrying about what wave to catch or if your grass skirt still fits.
Soon, I show EVERYONE in the Double O F that I am greatest wrestler of the world. I will beat Dynamite Taylor, I will beat the Ghostface, and I will make little cubby Evans squeal like pig! The Double O F needs to be ready for the next RUSSIAN REVOLUTION!
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 9, 2012 20:38:50 GMT -5
*Random OOWF House Show*
The Canadian Agression tour continues as Ritt Pryan and Sim Sebow pick up a victory over Carl from Fresno and Kiwi Joo via a low blow behind the ref's back but it doesn't look like they're happy with that. Sim heads to the floor and grabs the Lord's Chair and slides it into the ring when the lights in the building go out. A white spotlight hits the stage and the instrumental version of "Sail" starts. Alexander and Alexis Darling walk out onto the stage; Alex in a Phoenix Rising hoodie, Alexis in a Boardwalk Saints hoodie (both available at OOWFshop.com). They begin their journey down to the ring as Ritt and Sim prepare for a fight. Just before the Darlings enter the ring, they reach into the pockets of their hoodies and come out with their fists wrapped in chains. Ritt and Sim are about the back off but they don't get far as Kiwi and Carl are back to their feet and land punches of their own that send the heels into the waiting chain-aided punches of Alex and Lexie. The two teams pinball Sim and Ritt for a few seconds before the Darlings hit simultaneous kicks to the stomach and then lift both guys up...BRAINBUSTERS. The Darlings walk over and exchange a few words with Carl and Kiwi and that should be it, but Ritt and Sim are gluttonous tonight as they stagger to their feet. Kiwi and Carl with quick clotheslines as the Darlings climb opposite aprons. Kiwi lifts Ritt up onto Alexander's shoulders as Carl does the same to Sim and puts him on Lexie's...DUAL DARLING BOMBSHELLS. The Darlings shake hands once again with Carl and Kiwi as they leave the ring and Alex asks for a microphone... He heads to one of the corners and takes a seat on the top turnbuckle and Lexie places herself standing in between his legs; looks like we're going old school here.
Alexander: That was a tease. A warmup. The real battle is just beginning and I hope that Clio & Edra Neil are paying real close attention. This never had to be personal, but your "daddy" couldn't stop himself. He can lay the blame on Alexis or myself and he can warp your thinking to agree with him and make you believe we had these ulterior motives, but this has always been his plan. He never could make a name for himself on a national level so he's going to ride the coattails of his very talented daughters. So it's time for a little lesson so you ladies understand just what your father has signed you up for. Roll the video...
That man was a mentor. We revered him. We idolized him. We wanted to be everything he was and when things weren't going my way, we took everything he had. His friends and I ran through them. His love and we made her ours. His title and I trashed it. His legacy and we tried to destroy it. His career and I almost ended it. And we LOVED that man. Roll the next one.
That man was like a brother. There was a time I thought we'd be related when he married Lexie here. Partners, best friends, even brothers; that's what I wanted. We were supposed to take this company by storm. We were going to do it together and leave the company trembling in our wake. But a few perceived slights on both ends and look at where we are now. I got so lost in my own personal demons that I may have ended his career. *Deep Breath*Roll the last one.
That woman IS family. Since the day we met her we knew she'd be as close to us as our blood sisters. The bond has always been that deep. People can try and negate that but it exists and will always exist. We can talk about love and trust and all that, but they're just words. What Lisa Quinn and Alexis and I have been through, it goes deeper than words. But she betrayed me and that's what happened to someone who's been as close to me as almost anyone in the world. And when she came for payback down the line, she got it. And yet we still stand in 2012 as strong as ever. Lisa Quinn, Lisa Darling, Firewoman...whatever you want to call her, she's meant more to me than almost anyone and that's what I was willing to do to her. We kidnapped her, we tortured her. And I left my mark on her for eternity.
Edra, Clio...what the fuck do you think we're capable of doing to two people who we don't care about all.
Alex hands the microphone to Alexis...
Lexie: We could have done this without making it personal. Without making it vicious. But "daddy" couldn't allow that because Power & Glory couldn't make their name against The Darlings in a legitimate match. So we'll make you. We'll create buzz for Power & Glory. But it's going to cost you a lot more than you think it will. Poe, Eric, Fire...friends, allies, family and we tried to end their careers. You two will get lucky, we'll make your career.
Alexander: Let's just hope you survive the making. Not everyone does. It's time to find out just what you're capable of ladies. But remember at the end of the day only one thing will matter, We're the Darlings, and well, you're just another pale fucking imitation.
Lexie: Booyah, bitches!
*Fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 9, 2012 21:01:02 GMT -5
**SFJ#47 approaches L.D. Williams.**
SFJ#47: “L.D., Wednesday night you have a one-on-one match with Matt Folz. Your thoughts?”
LDW: “Still not a Folz fan. But, he’s in a position I can relate to.”
SFJ#47: “How so?”
LDW: “You go out night after night after night and give everything you’ve got putting on amazing matches, you make the absolute most of every situation, and somehow end up watching everyone else get the opportunities. It’s called being a utility player, and there are times when it sucks…but as I learned over the years, it also has it’s advantages.”
SFJ#47: “Such as?”
LDW: “You get to fly under the radar. You learn everyone’s strengths and weaknesses. And, when opportunity knocks, you jump on it.”
SFJ#47: “So how does this impact your match Wednesday?”
LDW: “It doesn’t, other than to say that I know where Matt’s head is at. Putting on an incredible match goes without saying for us, but He’ll be looking for more than that. He’s going to want to send a message by beating me convincingly - to try and score a higher spot on the card at Hell on Earth.”
SFJ#47: “And you?”
LDW: “I ran out of things to prove a long time ago. Hell, last week I gave the World Champion more than he could handle and then came back out and almost won the tag titles.”
SFJ#47: “And your plans for Hell on Earth?”
LDW: “No matter who I face, the year of L.D. Williams is going to end with a bang.”
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 10, 2012 11:46:24 GMT -5
(Wyatt Cox and the twins are waiting with SFJ Sara to do an interview)
Wyatt: Well, that's great news for Sunni
SFJ Sara: Yes, her sister getting married has just made her so happy.
Wyatt: Well, dinner's waiting, let's go.
SFJ Sara: This Wednesday night, live on Midweek Mayhem, the family feud ignites again between Power and Glory and Alexander and Alexis Darling....
Wyatt: Before we get to that, Sara, I'd like to step away from this and engage in what this business calls a shoot. You see, a few weeks ago I did something that should get my heel card taken away from me. In an interview here on OOWF-TV, I sang the praises of the OOWF's white knight, Danny Taylor. I was hopeful that Power and Glory would get the opportunity to have a real wrestling match with Danny and his partner El Lobo Sangriento, but thanks to Ghosthead, that match will now never happen. At Friday night's house show in Valor, Danny honored our family by wrestling Power in a special match. Power lost. She's not upset, because she had a solid wrestling match with an excellent competitor and the better wrestler won. Danny Taylor has treated our family with respect, and we treasure that respect. Dashing Victor Dinero, on the other hand, is very suspicious of us. Honestly, Vic, I don't blame you. I probably wouldn't trust me either. But we have extended an olive branch previously, and we do again. Vic, I agree with you that Danny should not compete solo against Ghosthead, Rabbit Mask, and Ricky Soaring Eagle. I understand Danny's motivations, but this is suicide. Vic, Danny, I know others have offered, but put our names on the list beside Texpress and anyone else. We've got your back, if you want it. I know that Danny will say no, and this help, Vic will also refuse. Sad, because the girls love Danny, they know how great he is, and I agree.
SFJ Sara: Danny Taylor to take on three of the toughest men in the OOWF today, but now, to Power and Glory facing Alexis and Alexander Darling.
Wyatt: Alexander Darling, still trying to get his revisionist historical version of what has happened here over. Alex, I came here at the behest of members of the board to promote the OOWF. My daughters begged me to train them, to give them a chance, to get them in to the OOWF. I ran one of the oldest scams in the world to convince your wife to give them the match to get them in. You say I couldn't make it on my own. You say I'm living vicariously through my daughters. Before Beth died I was on that edge of a breakthrough, Alex? Together Beth and I broke the PWI Top 100. Edra and Clio knew what happened to me, to us. They wanted to make it right to me. They wanted something, I did all I knew how to help them get it. That's called being a father. But you wouldn't know about that, would you Alex? The minute you did something your daddy disagreed with he put you out. THIS is a loving, caring family. Along the way both you and your loving sister did their part to try and intimidate me into leaving, into going away. That didn't happen, did it Alex? Of course not. You wanna drag out your bloody clips of what you did to Poe, to Eric, to your own soon to be ex-wife? I've shown clips here, a quarter of a century old, of the Four Corner weapons on a pole match, shown the scars from my matches. I've even shown the match where for over an hour Beth and I got our asses beat bloodied and broken all over Memorial Hall, but we still won. And my reward for that victory? To have the woman I loved more than life itself taken from this world. So don't think, Alex, that these two women don't understand what they're in for. They know what to do. They've seen your blood without purpose. Our blood has a purpose. To show the world that the Neils and the Coxes are among the best in the world inside a wrestling ring. You know just how good they are. You have demons inside you. These two have their demons, their dark sides. These two are willing to write the next chapter in their life stories in blood Alex, be prepared. Lexie, darlin, nothing personal. I know you're a Darling and all that, but when push comes to shove, you're not half the woman these two are.
Edra: Alexis, you don't learn, do you? You put your hands on my father...again! Not permitted. You attack one member of this family, you attack us all. Your sister-in-law tries to claim that my stepmother-to-be has some sort of sexually transmitted disease. The likelier candidate is someone like you and your brother. By the time our ordeal is over Wednesday night little Lexie is going to learn that the real wrestling family, the one that when push comes to shove, stands above the rest, is us. The Coxes, the Neils, we are the originals. My father and my uncle were tearing each other up, leaving arenas across the Midwest blood stained before anyone ever heard of Hardcore. Whatcha gonna do, Lexie, when you discover that these twins are just as Hardcore as you and your pathetic, soon to be wifeless brother?
Clio: Alex, Alex, Alex. Poor poor lonely Alex. Just a three count away from being a divorced man. Sad, isn't it. But look on the bright side, Alex. Fire's been saying that she was just a place holder for Alexis until she got back. Now you've got your tag team partner back, and maybe something more. After all, Alex, the end of your marriage could be as soon as this week. All it takes is three seconds...one simple three count, and your marriage to Lisa Darling will be over. But don't worry, Alex. If all else fails and this goes sour on you two, I'm sure they can always use cashiers at Southland Co-op, or maybe host and hostess at the 121 Steakhouse.
Wyatt: Wednesday night, Alex, Alexis, be prepared to experience
Edra: Power
Clio: Glory
Wyatt: And pain. And may God have mercy on your poor misbegotten souls.
Edra and Clio: Because We Won't!
(Wyatt shakes SFJ Sara's hand, Edra gives Sara a gentle hug and kiss, and Clio takes Sara in her arms and plants one on her. Sara and Clio both smile as Clio turns to the camera and says: )
Clio: One more, Chad Madison! Whoooo!
Wyatt: I think she's been watching too much Ric Flair...
Ric: WHOOO! Take that, Fat Boy!
(Ric hands Wyatt the family's take out order)
Wyatt: Next time, send Abdullah. He never forgets the sporks.
(The girls exit and we thankfully...)
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 10, 2012 11:47:27 GMT -5
*We catch Stank mid-interview*
SFJ#11 - Finally your thoughts on your World Title opportunity this Wednesday.
Stank - It's been a long time since I've worn the big gold. My last shot at it, I was in a good position to win the championship... if not for one man... our current World Champion, Chris Evans. I suppose Evans had rather faced LD Williams than myself which is just stupid, but understandable.
You see he knows just like I do that every time the World Heavyweight Championship was on the line between he and I, Chris could not beat me. Now looky here. It's Stank versus The OOWF World Champion Chris Evans for the World Title at Midweek Mayhem.
Uh oh... it doesn't look good for you Evans, especially now that you've alienated all your buddies in the New Guard. Truth is Chris... for all your talent, for all your talk, for all your intelligence in that ring... I own you when it comes to big matches like this, don't believe me?
Then you haven't.. been paying.. attention.
*Stank grabs the cardboard cut-out of Attitude Adjuster and walks off camera and we fade to commercial break.*
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 10, 2012 11:48:23 GMT -5
*Cut to Ski Mask Guy, holding the metal pole, with an all-black backdrop. Clearly, this is an undisclosed location, and totally not in the arena.*
SMG: Hi Chris! How's things? Pussied out of your title match again, I see. Seems as if I'm in your head more than you ever considered I would be.
SMG: All I did was step on the stage, Chris. Watching. I just had a really good seat for the match. And what did you do? Take your ball and go home? Run away like the little bitch that you are?
SMG: This doesn't end, Chris. This doesn't EVER end until I've taken every single last thing away from you that you hold dear. That is my goal. And if it just so happens that includes taking that belt of yours? So be it.
SMG: You can't beat me. You can't stop me. Hell, you can't even FIND me. That's ok though, Chris. Cause I'll find you. Again. And Again. Over and over and over until my job has been completed.
SMG: "Chris Evans: Most Improved" blah blah blah. When you have a low ceiling and no expectations to begin with - everything's going to look like an improvement. You're still the same "Million-Dollar Talent, 10-cent Head" guy; that you've been since the moment you set foot in OOWF.
SMG: People, when going against you, train and concentrate to your talent. If they were smart (which many of them aren't), they would train and concentrate on your absolute lack of anything resembling creativity or intelligence or planning or psychology or any of the other things necessary to be a consistent winner in OOWF.
SMG: You, Cubbie, are not that guy.
SMG: You, Cubbie, are my final victim. In case you missed it, I did beat the shit out of every New Guard member; whether they choose to remember they participated or not - some of them flip back and forth between face and heel depending on which way the wind blows. But you're the last one. You're a special case, Cubbie. Someone needs to set a fucking example with you. Not only an example that you'll remember - but one that everyone else here in OOWF will remember.
SMG: And that someone, *he nearly spits* "Champ", is me. The "so-called" Ski Mask Guy. In fact, I need to get in touch with your General Manager - Selena Gomez-al-Tikriti - to find out when I'll be able to set that example. You won't know when Chris. You won't know how. You definitely won't know who. But soon. *waves the pole* And Cubbie? It's going to be the fight of your life. I'd tell you to kiss your loved ones goodbye - but let's be honest. No one gives a blue fuck about you. So that would be a very short list of people.
*Ski Mask Guy turns from the camera and stands up, bumping his head on the boom mic on the way out*
SMG: OW! Fuck!
*fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 10, 2012 11:48:55 GMT -5
Back in the Darling Luxury Suites, there is arguing and yelling, but it's not coming from the usual source. The "usual source" is sitting on the couch, arms folded, while Alexander paces.
FW: I just...he said....I dunno, I was mad and it just came out of my mouth.
AD: So we're going with "impulsive Fire?" That's what we're going with? That's what your time away to 'find your answers'-- which, I thought, we weren't going to do to each other again, by the way-- That was your great idea? Turn your back on him in the ring with a weapon?
FW: I had to know, Alex. Now I do.
AD: And the bet? Did you plan that out, too?
FW: No...it's just...it's no big deal, Alex.
AD: NO BIG DEAL? Out of everything you've said the past couple of weeks of this stupid feud, of how I need to stay out of it FOR US, about how if I care at all ABOUT US I will do as you ask, how "US" is the most important....How do you go from that to placing our marriage on the line?
FW: I didn't mean it like that.
AD: No? Okay, then how did you mean it?
FW: Well, I had to agree to something important. I offered to leave OOWF but he wouldn't accept it, so--
AD: So logically you jump to this one.
FW: It was his idea, it's not like I came up with it.
AD: You didn't say no. In fact you swore a blood oath, and I know how weird you are about those.
FW: So is that why you showed footage of....you know....to get even?
AD: No, that was planned before this insanity, and I would have TOLD you about it had you not gone on walkabout or whatever it is.
FW: Well, you're getting upset for no reason, because--
AD: Because...?
FW: Because I learned a whole lot from that little exchange in the ring, and his big ol' rant after that. I learned a whole bunch of stuff that I can use to work smarter, not harder.
AD: Of all the catchphrases...
FW: Alex...do you really have so little faith in me, that you think I'm going to lose?
AD: I...no, it's not--
FW: Alex...what I learned in that ring? I'm going to win.
AD: Fire, don't get complacent you can't take this lightly.
FW: Oh, no, you misunderstand. I'm taking this VERY seriously. DEADLY seriously, in fact. You know, everyone says the most dangerous person is the one with nothing to lose. I can tell you, in my time in the...uh...alternative economic systems, that's kinda bullshit. No, the most dangerous person is the one with EVERYTHING to lose.
AD: Okay.
FW: Moose keeps bringing you into this to try and distract me, well, then fuck it. Let's just put it all right out there on the fucking table. He'll see it's not the distration he thinks it's going to be. Now...NOW, I have everything to lose. And, when you mix that in with my very special brand of crazy...
*she gets a little insane-ranty here*
THAT makes me the most dangerous person in that ring. I got to him....Moose can rant and rave all he wants, but after he's doing the stretcher job in Match #7? He'll have to admit I'm as good as he is, and that I'm every bit the same person I've always been. And then keep walkin' out the door.
And won't that just sparkle for us both?
Fire smiles, and Alex does too, after some thought, as we FAAAAAAADE
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