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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 19:39:49 GMT -5
OOWF Midweek Mayhem Live from Kyoto, Japan Wednesday, August 14th 2013
OOWF World Heavyweight Title Moosehead Jack (c) vs. Tommy Wilder
OOWF Intercontinental Title Match Alexis Darling (c) vs. The Word
OOWF Onslaught Title Match Amazing Jos (c) vs. Chris Evans
OOWF World Tag Team Title Proving Ground Match Texpress (c) vs. Murphy's Law vs. Banned from Everywhere vs. Pretty Hate Machine
Matt Folz vs. Chloe Saints of Sinners (Christian Carter, Stank, & LD Williams) vs. Salvation & Mai Muyo Jeremy Punswick vs. Alexander Darling Jason Allen vs. Danny Taylor Ghosthead vs. Comrade Sharkoff
Card subject to Black Tigers and Tiger Masks and Black Masks
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 19:40:53 GMT -5
Christian Carter is seen backstage, fuming after his and Chloe’s loss to Alexander Darling and Matt Folz. Chloe is trying to talk to him, as he is going around throwing equipment and things around.
C: You know what, it’s ok. The only thing that matters is that YOU are better than he is. YOU are better than all the Darlings. You know it, and I know it, and what’s worse, Alex knows it. You have him scared, and he doesn’t want to admit it.
CC: (Throwing a water bottle against the wall) THIS….THIS IS NOT WHAT I SIGNED UP FOR! I AM THE BEST WRESTLER IN THIS BUSINESS TODAY, AND WHAT DO I GET TO SHOW FOR IT? TAG MATCH, AFTER TAG MATCH, AFTER TAG MATCH. I WANT FOLZ ONE ON ONE, I WANT DARLING ONE ON ONE…I WANT THE IC TITLE SO BAD I CAN TASTE IT. HELL, EVEN THE WORLD TITLE…
As Carter looks up, he see’s Moosehead Jack and the rest of the Saints.
CC: Jack!
MHJ: No, go ahead…what about the World title?
CC: Nothing, I’m just frustrated! I can’t get Darling out of my head! I’m obsessed! I don’t know what ‘s wrong with me. I just need to relax and think things through!
MHJ: Well, I know you hate tag matches all of a sudden, so don’t shoot the messenger, but Bennett has put you in another one with Skank and LD.
CC: There is a surprise.
MHJ: (While walking away from Carter with Chloe and the rest of the Saints) And as for Alexander Darling, he is scum, and what you have been doing to him is far more than I could have imagined. You are a Saint Carter, and if you seek this title, I will not hesitate to give you a shot when I think your ready. So stay focused on my brother in law, and then the obsession will go away!
As he leaves, Carter looks at all the Saints, and mumbles something.
CC: Wrong Darling!
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 19:41:19 GMT -5
We see Matt Folz watching Carter's promo and laughing hysterically.
MF: Wow, if you think you're the best wrestler in this business, you really are insane. But I'll tell you what sport, if you really want me one on one, tell Moose to go to his puppet General Manager and ask him to set up Folz/Carter with Onslaught rules. Anytime, Any place, and we'll see how long you can hang with me.
Fade
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 19:42:50 GMT -5
Eco passes by Matt Folz, hitting the water fountain of the hotel lobby after his short promo. Eco hands Matt a purple envelope. Matt: Let me guess, anthrax? Eco: Does it smell like anthrax? Matt: That sounds suspiciously like “Does this rag smell like chloroform?” Eco: No, asshole, I sprayed it with lavender perfume. It’s your wedding gift. Matt: You sprayed my gift with your sister’s perfume? Eco: No, silly, it’s mi—I mean, yes. Matt: Uh-huh. (Matt opens to a check and a card.) Eco: I didn’t look for very long. Matt: Uh-huh. Well, I don’t mind the money, but why am I getting this gift now? Eco: Am I going to be invited to the wedding to give it to you then? Matt: Hell no. Eco: Well, all right then. (Pause.) Look, I was going to come over and thank you for turning down Moose’s offer. Matt: It had nothing to do with you. It’s about him giving me what I deserve, no gimmicks, no conditions. Eco: And you didn’t want to hurt my sister. Matt: That’s not what I said. (Pause.) Besides, like he’d even follow through. Eco: He would have, but not fairly. Moosehead Jack is an old-ass man, and he has an old-ass conception of Satan. Joker: (appearing) Unlike that hip guy Ecosystem, who still cites a movie from five years ago! Eco: Shut up! (Joker disappears) Matt: Excuse me? Eco: Oh sorry, not to you. Anyway, in the Twilight Zone days, Satan always grants what he promises for your soul, but there’s a catch. Like, you have all the time in the world to read, and then he breaks your glasses. Of course, Moose is neither as clever nor as powerful as Satan, so he’d probably have his minions cause a disqualification. I know how much they love you. Chloe again this week, and Carter next? Matt: Don’t remind me. Eco: (knowingly) It makes you hearken back to the good old days of Ecosystem as general manager, doesn’t it? Matt: … Eco: What? Matt: Remember when you were last General Manager, and you stripped me of my Intercontinental Championship and handing it to yourself for your Grand Slam? Eco: …uh… Matt: I think that was on the same plane ride that your self-appointed Commissioner The President took some cups of urine and poured— Eco: Hold on a second, I never told him he could— Matt: No, you should really bring him back! He seemed like a good guy. I bet Firewoman remembers him too! Eco: (seriously) Matt. I get the joke, but that was one day. For a long time, I judged you on the day you betrayed me, but as you helped my sister later, I saw that I wasn’t being fair. Similarly, I don’t think one day is a fair basis on which to judge my time as General Manager. Matt: I agree. Eco: Good. Matt: Hey, remember like, less than three months later, when one of your security guards fucking SHOT Victor? Eco: Good talk, Matt. Eco walks off.
Matt: Hey, remember when you snuck into Davin's suite, cut a bit of flesh off his and his wife's legs, and then duct-taped the pieces inside the other one's mouth? Was that their wedding gift? Eco: GOOD TALK MATT. FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 19:43:44 GMT -5
*Davin Moreland is WATCHING~! OOWF-TV on his As Yet Unsponsored Mobile Device and/or Tablet*
DM: *mumbles to himself* Oh. I remember. Like it was yesterday.
*He turns to the INC*
DM: Do you, Junichiro? Remember? Perhaps you need to be reminded, hmm?
*He goes back to his mobile-device watching...*
*fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 19:44:40 GMT -5
Murphy's Law are watching the promos from the Destroyitarium*
DK: It wasn't exactly why we came here.
Dee: But it's true. One of us will take Moosehead Jack out, someday, like that old aborigine lady said, when we visited dad.
DK: But won't happen next week.
Dee: True.
DK: Meanwhile, we have a big match. Texpress are legends, Fire is a legend and we have to respect anyone with whom she teams...
Dee: With whom?
DK: Even if I didn't graduate from UConn in Phi Beta Kappa...
Dee: You know I don't like to talk about that!
DK: Whatever. We also have to face Banned From Everywhere.
*Pete Rose walks in to The Destroyitarium*
Pete Rose: I'm banned from baseball!
*Murphy's Law hits an Irish Car Bomb on Pete Rose*
*Kane walks in, shakes his head, and leaves*
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 19:45:14 GMT -5
(The Saints of Sinners have arrived in Kyoto and have settled into their suite. Moose has wandered into his room, complete with single light bulb, card table, and Jenga game. Chloe enters with a tray with two tall tumblers along with a cigar. She hands Moose the cigar and lights it for him, hands him a tumbler and takes the other and sits at his feet. There is a long pause while Chloe gets up the nerve to say something to Moose.)
Chloe: They're right.
Moose: Who?
Chloe: Stank, Carter, me, I guess.
Moose: About what?
Chloe: Bennett. I think...no, I know he's...we're losing him.
Moose: You too?
Chloe: He's changed. He's not with the Saints any more.
Moose: He's just trying to make it look fair.
Chloe: I don't want to disagree with you, Jack. But look at the card. Not one of us in in any kind of title picture. Stank, LD, Carter, Punswick. It's just you and me.
Moose: I see. You think someone's getting to Bennett?
(Chloe cocks her head as if she's listening to something.)
Chloe: No. Bennett's gotten to Bennett. He's...(listening again)...he's forgotten his place in all of this. He's forgotten who wields the real power.
Moose: And how do we fix this amnesia that Bennett is suffering from.
Chloe: He needs a reminder of who is in charge around here.
Moose: And that would be?
Chloe: (Lowering her head) You, Jack. You're in charge of the Saints. You're the one who will show us how to burn this place to the ground.
(Moose reaches down and takes Chloe's chin in his hand and tips her head upward. Their eyes lock and all the emotion drains out of Chloe's face.)
Moose: I need you right now to be focused on taking out Folz. Take all that information you got on him, working with him, working against him, and finish taking out that ankle. I want that fucker to have to use Davin Moreland's old Hoverround to get down the aisle. That is, if that bitch still wants him after you finish with him.
(Chloe's eyes blaze with hatred and anger)
Chloe: He will burn.
Moose: After that, we worry about Bennett.
Chloe: Whatever you say, Jack. Whatever you say.
(Moose sits back in his chair with his cigar and drink as Chloe curls up next to his feet and we....)
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 19:46:59 GMT -5
Mai approaches Stan training in the gym.
Mai: “There is nothing new under the sun.” Recognize it?
Stan: “What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again.” Ecclesiasties 1:9. Why do you mention it?
Mai: Because you were right last week. When you said Fire’s speech about “we’ll get shots at titles when we deserve it, not just a small group of people” was basically what we were saying in the New Guard, you were right.
And I was also thinking…just like when we said it, the statement has no moral authority.
Stan: Because of Firewoman’s past.
Mai: No, I love Fire! Like, Firewoman was totally a fighting champion, and I believe it’s really important to her. But the statement is an amoral statement. It’s not, “Our company won’t allow that kind of behavior.” It’s not, “We have to be a good, not a bad, influence on the culture.” It’s just, “Oh, let’s make sure I get mine and you get yours,” like that’s the biggest problem. Like the status quo before was just fine.
Stan: I respect the fact that there’s something, or rather Someone, bigger than championships, as you know, but you may not find I’m particularly receptive to this argument after being screwed again.
Mai: Hear me out, Stan?
Stan: Sure.
Mai: My whole point is that professional wrestling follows depressing patterns. Bad guys stand for their own success. Good guys stand for their own success and fair play. The roles are similar enough that almost everyone plays both parts. Everyone wins, everyone loses, everyone advocates for fair play, everyone interferes sometimes. I mean, I’m feeling championship disappointment right now too. There was a point where I learned Alexis well enough that I could dispatch her as a challenger every night, and I thought maybe I could beat the odds, I thought maybe that would be it for her. But of course, she learned me well enough in turn, and now has two wins to her name against me—the second in Japan.
Stan: You can do the same thing. You may work harder than your brother, but you can always do more to get the championship back. It’s not like me and Eco; Alexis isn’t bringing backup.
Mai: No, I agree. I’m not making excuses, and I’m not saying you don’t have it harder. But…wouldn’t it have been nice if I had figured out a way to make it impossible to lose? If you had figured out a way to never have interference?
Stan: Of course. But those ways don’t exist. You're bright, Mai, but if there were ways to make that happen, some other smart person would have figured them out by now.
Mai: Junichiro thinks Moosehead Jack is an open book, but he’s not to me. Because even if I could describe him to you, I couldn’t predict what he would do, because he feels things I don’t feel. Alexis is prideful and a bit hedonistic, and I definitely get that. Stank and LD are prideful enough to want to be big tough guys with legacies, and have a sense of honor that results in some stupid loyalties. You definitely get that.
Fulton: I may in fact have one right now.
Mai: But Moosehead Jack’s motivators…this vengeance, this sad-ism…
Fulton: It’s say-dism.
Mai: Really?
Fulton: Wouldn’t that be like, the first English word you picked up from Juni?
Mai: Ha ha ha. Anyway, Jack feels a lot of things I don’t. But even though I don’t understand him…I understand that he’s trying to change the paradigm. (Mai looks at Stan, who confirms the pronunciation.) Trying to figure out if there’s a way he can twist wrestling into his likeness. It requires a lot of maintenance initially—Bennett is kind of reverting to the average GM already, and he’ll have to push back—but he’s trying, and he’s not failing.
And as I'm here in Kyoto...a couple hours from home in Nagoya...I can't help but think, what’s our version of that? What’s our game-changer?
Long Pause.
Stan Fulton: Rampage Jackson.
Mai Muyo: That’s what I thought of too!
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 19:48:42 GMT -5
We are in the Darling Suites in Kyoto, and Fire is madly texting on her phone, when she looks up and sees Miranda looking somewhat forlorn. She sighs, puts the phone away, and goes over to her.
FW: Hey.
M: Hey.
FW: Tough loss...don't worry about--
M: I know...it's just.......
Her voice trails off, and she looks away, possibly trying not to cry in front of her mentor. Firewoman nods and takes her hand gently.
FW: I know. I told you...he wasn't going to take it easy on you. He can't. And he shouldn't.
M: I know.....
FW: You know the business and you know the situation. You know why you're here and not... somewhere else.
M: Yeah....
FW: I know what you need. Another night out. Another club.
M: Um...I'm not really interested in--
FW: Not that kind of club. Like we went to before, in OK-LA-HO-MA!!
The Entire OOWF Universe: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~!
M: Oh...like with the masks?
FW: SHhhh!
Fire looks around to see if Alex or anyone else is there.
M: What?
FW: *speaking more softly* Alex doesn't really like it when I talk about those places, especially here in Japan. He'd prefer we not go.
M: Why?
FW: It's...a long story. But that's what I was texting about, I just have to find the right one.
M: Right one?
FW: Yeah, I can only go to the one's that are run by the Yamaguch-...you know...that's another long story. Just...trust me. I'll let you know when we're going. Still got your mask?
M: *perking up a bit* Yep!
FW: Okay and...yeah, just don't say anything. I'll tell Alex.
M: Won't he see this?
FW: Maybe. He doesn't watch OOWF very much.
Fire gets up to go back to texting and arranging things. Miranda is a bit happier.
FAAAAAAAAAADE
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 19:57:20 GMT -5
FADE in on a hotel room in Kyoto. Sitting with a laptop going over ‘film’ of Saints of Sinners is The Crusher Stan Fulton. Across the room playing with a Nintendo DS is Ecosystem. At a table in the sitting area of the suite is Mai Muyo, who is making a friendship bracelet.
E: “Who’s that for, dear sister?”
MM: “I haven’t decided yet.”
SF: “Give it to Chloe. It’d totally freak her out.”
The Joker nods slowly agreeing in principle. Oh yeah. He’s there too.
E: “At least she’s not in our match this week.”
SF: “She’ll be there. If nothing else, to cause trouble. Frankly I’m bored by all these Saints matches. We’ve done them, almost literally, to death.”
E: “The Saints will be out to hurt us. And hurt us badly. They’re not going to be there to win a match. They’re out to maim, mutilate and break us.”
SF: “Bennett must be pleased.”
MM: “Don’t be so sure. From what I’m seeing, Bennett is starting to quote-unquote go rogue.”
E: “Really? Hmmm....”
MM: “Oh boy. He’s getting that look in his eye again.”
SF: “We’re in trouble aren’t we?”
MM: “Big trouble.”
Eco gets up, walks out of the suite. Mai shrugs her shoulders and goes after him. After the two are gone for a minute, Fulton turns... and looks at The Joker.
SF: “This won’t end well, will it?”
The Joker shakes his head as we FADE.
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 19:58:26 GMT -5
* Late into the evening, Miranda and Firewoman exit a cab and walk down a dark alley toward an obscured entrance way. Firewoman motions for Miranda to put on her mask. Fire puts hers on as well. They approach a man standing outside the door and Fire hands him a wad of money. He nods and gestures for her and Miranda to enter the club.
This time there are five octagonal cages with various fights going on inside, and a larger diverse crowd cheering and jeering on the outside. Fire spots a make shift bar, and a table to place bets. She once again takes a minute to scan the whole area, noting the exits, and the number of people, and who's likely to have weapons and who's in charge. Once she's done casing the club, she focuses on the main guy. She tells an excited Miranda to wait, which she does. Fire has a very long conversation with the man in Japanese, and again gives him a large sum of money. He nods and points to an empty cage where a fight has just completed. Fire shakes his hand, and goes back to Miranda.*
FW - How's your mask fit?
M - Better this time.
FW - You ready?
M - SO ready?
FW - Don't get cocky. Focus.
M - You fighting this time?
FW - We'll see. Okay again this is a rumble style elimination bout. You're up next. We're waiting on your opponent. Go ahead and get in the cage.
*Miranda who has been bouncing up and down the entire time steps into the cage and shuffles around CM Punk style awaiting her opponent. Firewoman watches her with interest and gets bumped from behind by someone walking past. She looks up at the large, masked, individual and recognizes to her horror that he is Stank! A masked Moose walks up next to her and puts an arm around her shoulder pulling her into a half embrace.*
Moose - Hiya Sis. This ought to be good.
FW - What the HELL do you THINK you are doing??
Moose - What? I'm here to enjoy the fight. Let's see... I wonder who that masked chick is in the cage. I bet Stank is going to kill her... In fact LD is placing our bet right now.
*Firewoman looks over at the betting table and sees a masked LD Williams hand the man a wad of cash. Firewoman shoves Moose off her and rushes up to the cage just as the door shuts behind Stank who steps calmly to the middle of the cage cracking his knuckles.*
FW - LUCAS!
*Stank can't hear her over the rabble of fans. Fire beats on the cage and yells at Stank, but the big man is focused on the girl inside the cage circling him cautiously.*
FW - MIRANDA! MIRANDA!
*Miranda is focused as well and feels up to the task. She darts in and KICKS Stank on the side of his leg then darts out of reach. Stank shakes his leg a few times but does nothing offensively, merely glaring at the masked Miranda as she bounces around circling him. She darts in for another kick at the side of Stank's troubled knee, and darts out again out of reach. Stank just shakes his head and continues watching her, motioning for her to engage again.*
FW - MIRANDA!
*Firewoman can't get her attention and turns around wildly staring daggers at Moose who smirks.*
FW - What is THIS?
Moose - What do you mean?
FW - He BETTER not hurt her!
Moose - It's a cage fight Lisa. Of COURSE he's going to hurt her. Why do you care? It's just some girl wearing a mask.
FW - You know fuck all well that THAT is Miranda!
Moose - It is? Wow her mask does a better job of hiding who she is than yours.
FW - I SWEAR TO-
*LD walks over cutting off Firewoman's words.*
LDW - Hey... is that.. is that YOU, Fire?
FW - You KNOW it's me!
LDW - Stank said he wanted to blow off some steam at a fight club. I didn't know... You're wearing a mask. You here to fight too?
Moose - Just like us, if they knew who she was they wouldn't allow her in... Isn't that right, Lisa?
*LD looks in the cage and sees a masked Miranda darting in and out of Stank's reach, peppering him every now and then with strikes to the body and kicks to his leg.*
LDW - Whoa. Is that Miranda?
FW - Don't act like you don't KNOW what's going on here!
*LD looks at Moose who stares at the action inside the ring. Firewoman walks over to the table and speaks to the man. They continue to exchange words in Japanese as Fire hands him another wad of cash. She storms back over to a smiling Moose.*
Moose - I hope you placed your bet on Stank.
FW - No. I entered myself in the match!
Moose - Awwwwww it's so cute you defending your little protege. I don't think you're going to make it in in time though.
*Firewoman turns her head toward the action in the cage. Stank has caught Miranda's leg in another attempted a kick. He pulls her in, lifts her up and POWERBOMBS her to the mat! ONE! TWO! STANKBOMB!!! Miranda is DEAD! Stank tosses her off to the side to the cheers and jeers of the crowd while a tall, muscular, Japanese man sarcastically claps as he makes his way into the cage. Firewoman rushes up behind the man JAMS the heel of her foot on the side of the man's knee, possibly breaking it, and the man falls to the mat clutching at his ruined knee! She reaches down to boos from the poor soul's friends and drags the man out. She then steps inside the cage, the majority of the gathering roaring in delight with more than a few also booing in protest! She pulls the cage door shut behind her and stares death at Stank. Stank emotionless tilts his head to the side and glares right back at her. She circles around to where Miranda lays and checks on her without taking her eyes off Stank. The big man makes no move, content with observing for now.
Fire feels for Miranda's pulse and finds a weak one. She balls up a fist, hops to her feet, runs at the cage wall and jumps off swinging around with a kick at Stank's head! It would have been devastating had it landed, but Stank steps into it, catching her body and spinning her around into a modified BLACK HOLE SLAM! Firewoman ignores the pain however and rolls backwards, catching Stank's arm and bringing it up into a Kimora lock behind the big man's back! Stank pushes himself up with is free arm to his knees and stands, carrying Firewoman with him, and backing her hard into the cage in an attempt to get her to let go! It doesn't work so he hops off his feet and lands HARD on his back with Firewoman between him and the mat! That works as Fire is forced to let go and rolls off to the side in pain! Stank however landed awkwardly on his arm as it was still twisted up behind his back at the time, so he is hurt as well. He rises to his feet with his arm hanging loosely by his side. He walks over to Firewoman and pulls her up with his good arm. He shoves her up against the cage, pinning her there with his hand around her throat!
LDW - I thought we had an agreement!
MHJ - That's OOWF business. This is different. They need to work this out.
LDW - Damn it Moose! They'll kill each other! And DON'T pretend this won't carry over into the OOWF!
MHJ - SHE chose this! I'm NOT the bad guy here! She knows goddamn well what this is! What are we supposed to do? Because it's Stank in there we're supposed to play nice?
LDW - No but..
MHJ - She brought her protege into an unsanctioned CAGE FIGHT! I've done the same thing with Chloe!
LDW - There's a difference between Chloe and Miranda! There's a difference between fighting this riff-raff and fighting fucking STANK!
MHJ - I disagree. Look I didn't force him into this fight. Don't get mad at me. And don't be mad at him, either! Lisa chose to oppose us and I'm getting goddamn tired of making concessions for her! She's just like the other white hats and fuck me if she won't burn with the rest of them! Not because I want it that way... SHE CHOSE THIS! And she brought her protege right along with her! Did she honestly think Miranda could survive this without getting hurt?
*The action is heating up inside the cage as Firewoman has Stank down on one knee NAILS him on his head with a spinning back fist!*
LDW -
MHJ - This was bound to happen LD and you know it.
*Firewoman applies a REAR NAKED CHOKE on Stank, but before he goes down, Stank reaches back and pulls Firewoman forward, flipping her in front of him and driving an elbow down on top of her head! Stank then rises to his feet pulling a woozy Firewoman up.*
LDW - She opposes Bennett.
MHJ - Really? Why? She claims it's about not getting title shots but you and I both know that's bullshit! When we weren't getting title shots under Selena's rule she was perfectly happy to let that shit stand! Fuck that. She is opposing ME! YOU! Stank! US! And DAMNED if I'm not fucking TIRED of asking why? We were The FIVE, but fuck...no! SHE HAD to run up against POE!
LDW -
MHJ - We asked her to stay out of our way if she didn't want to join the Saints, but NO! SHE is LEADING THE FUCKING CHARGE against US! Alexander FUCKING Darling refuses to put on the White Hat but she does so PROUDLY!?! DAMN her for making ME agree with her fucking shitstain of a husband!
LDW - Moose..
MHJ - No. What's happening in that cage right now is a wake up call. For both her... and Stank. They need to work this out! Hell... When Stank and I don't see eye to eye there's always been respect there... I can't say the same for my sister so guess what? I'm on his side. What about you?
LDW - You don't need to ask.
MHJ - You sure?
*LD Williams glares at Moose.*
LDW - You DON'T need to ASK.
MHJ - Oh shit.
*LD follows Mooses gaze and sees that both Stank and Firewoman, broken and bleeding, lay motionless in the ring the crowd booing it all. A Japanese "official" enters the cage and checks on Stank. He gestures that the big man is out cold. He walks over to Firewoman and finds her in the same state. The crowd boos grow louder! Moose and LD step inside the cage and drag Stank out. Surprisingly they go back inside the cage and drag both Miranda and Firewoman out as well, Moose carrying Miranda and LD, Firewoman. The scene shifts to the backseat of a cab. Firewoman wakes up sees Miranda sitting by her side. Miranda with her mask still on turns her head and smiles at Fire.*
FW - Did I win?
M - I was going to ask you the same thing.
*The scene shifts to a van rental. Stank wakes up in the back seat and stares up at the front where Moose is driving without his mask and a maskless LD Williams sits in the passenger seat next to him.*
Stank - Did I win?
LDW - ... Not exactly.
Stank -
LDW -
Stank - You mad at me?
*Traces of a grin tug at the corners of LD Williams mouth.*
LDW - ... Not exactly.
Fade
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 19:59:19 GMT -5
*Hotel Nikko Princess*
The cab with Firewoman & Miranda pulls up to the hotel where the door is opened from the outside. Fire and Miranda struggle out the door as the hooded man who opened the door pays the cab driver an excess amount of money.
Alexander: Thanks for letting me know Iguchi-san
Iguchi-san: Aye Darling-san. You always good to me.
Alexander: Even still, you could have followed the crowd and hated me, so thank you again. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to deal with this.
Miranda: Hi Alex. We were so mugged. Right Fire. Mugged?
Firewoman: It's okay Miranda. Alex won't be mad at you. Just head on up to your room and get some ice for a bath to relax yourself.
Miranda: Are you sure?
Alexander: She's sure. I'm not mad. I promise.
Miranda nods and heads inside the hotel and up to the block of Darling rooms. After she's clearly gone inside and out of listening distance, Firewoman turns to Alex.
Fire: Well?
Alexander: *rolls his eyes* I could yell at you for being stupid, but it won't change anything. Just tell me what the hell happened. I know you better than this and looking at the both of you, you got caught off guard. And you NEVER get caught off guard in those places anymore.
Fire: It's nothing. It's over.
Alexander: What aren't you telling me?
Fire: Nothing Alex. I'll deal with it. You've said you want no part in it.
Alexander: What the hell are you...wait...WHO?
Fire: It's not important. I said I'll handle it.
Alexander: Don't make me watch it on TV. What the hell happened.
Fire: *glares* Fine. Stank and Moose set me up. They bought into the fight and Stank attacked Miranda and when I tried to stop him, well, you know what Stank's capable of.
Alexander: *laughs*
Fire: What the fuck is so funny? My pain is a laughing matter now?
Alexander: No...well, maybe a little since you refuse to let me come with you to stop shit like this from happening again. But I do find it funny how for a group with enough enemies already, they continue to pick more and more fights. Carter comes after me and I try to keep it separate from the bigger picture. Chloe went after Lexie and Alexis left it alone after that. Now, Moose repeats his history and goes after you in a fight club...
Fire: He never...
Alexander: You believe that even less than I do. Look, we can hash out you and your fight club stuff another time. For now, lets get you cleaned up and I'll call Lexie over. I think we have some stuff to talk about.
Fire: Do you...are you saying?
Alexander: Maybe. Lets make sure nothing's broken on you first and then we'll figure out what our next move is.
Alex and Fire head into the hotel as Alex sends a text message on his phone as we...
*Fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 20:00:12 GMT -5
We cut to Matt Folz and Jaime McAllister sitting in their hotel suite finalizing the list of the people they're going to invite to the wedding.
JM: So we agree that we're inviting no one in this entire company except for Stan and Mai?
MF: Well.... shit, we are using Eco's check to fund the honeymoon. Talk to Mai, if she can guarantee he'll behave himself and not cause a scene then we'll add him to the list.
JM: Really??!
MF: Only if Mai guarantees he won't cause a scene AND if you're ok with it.
JM: I guess. I mean it was one hell of a check. He does have a lot of money for someone so crazy.
MF: No, poor people are crazy. Eco's eccentric.
JM: Wait, did you just quote Speed?
MF(Shrugs): I was bored and couldn't sleep a few nights ago, found it on Amazon Instant Video. Keanu still sucks, but I enjoyed the rest of the cast. And Dennis Hopper plays one of the top 10 villains ever.
JM: Why don't we get back to work before you go on for 45 minutes... or knowing you, possibly 45 hours on the topic of top ten movie villains.
MF(Laughs): Fair enough.
Matt and Jaime continue to look through the other's list, when something draws Jaime's attention.
JM: Matt?
MF: Yeah?
JM: Should I read anything into the fact that you're inviting Hayden Panettiere to our wedding?
MF: You should read into it that she used to work for me and we're still friends, that's it.
JM: Uh huh, she was your personal interviewer right?
MF: Right.
JM: The same position you then originally hired me for, before we started dating?
MF: Yes?
JM: And you're telling me the two of you never...
MF: Never.
JM: Not once?
MF: Nope.
JM: Why not? I know you think she's hot.
MF: Oh God yes, but she had and continues to have the same boyfriend. Despite my occasional rather loose sense of ethics, I'm not THAT guy.
Jaime just laughs.
MF: What?
JM: Be honest, you were just scared of getting your ass kicked by the Heavyweight Champion of the World.
MF: What? No, that's ridiculous. I'm not scared of any man, even if it is a 6'8 mutant who could put his right hook completely through my head if he was so inclined.
Jaime laughs.
MF: Will you stop already. In the interest of full disclosure, there is one person I'm inviting that I had sort of a relationship with.
JM: What does 'sort of' a relationship mean?
MF: We didn't go out on dates per se, it was just PHENOMENAL sex.
JM: oh?
MF: Not as good as with you, of course.
JM: Of course. And does this mystery woman have a name and an address we can personally NOT send an invatation to?
MF: Down girl, it was a 6 week fling many, many years ago. And you've already met her.
JM: When?
MF: When we went to Wrestlemania this year.
JM: Who? Wait... you're kidding.
MF: Who do you think got us the Hall of Fame tickets?
JM: Wow, how the hell did you pull that off?
MF: I have a little game.
JM: No you don't.
MF: I got you didn't I?
JM: I have a bad habit of taking mercy on charity cases.
MF(Laughing): OUCH! Anyway, back to what we were talking about: It was a 6 week fling, it ended the day I blew out my knee, and if I had choice between you and her, I'd choose you 10 trillion times out of 10. But, she and I are still very close friends and I do want to invite her.
JM: Ok, that's fair. I'm inviting a fairly high profile ex of my own, so I understand.
MF: Ok, I wasn't going to ask about your past, but now I'm curious. Who?
JM: Charles Carmichael.
MF: Wait, as in Carmichael Industries? THAT Charles Carmichael?
JM: Oh, you've heard of him?
MF: Uh, yeah. The man built the 3rd largest tech firm in the country with his bare hands. He's a genius, it's like he's got some fucking super computer in his brain. His company's new cell phone makes the Iphone look like 2 cans tied together with a string. You used to date him?
JM: For 2 years. I used to run a little frozen yogurt shop across from his office when he was just starting out, that's where we met.
MF: Wow.
Folz's cell phone then rings, we hear his side of the conversation.
MF: Hello? Oh hey Hayden we were just talking about you. Of course you're invited, Jaime's really looking forward to finally meeting you. Oh really? Yeah, I'd love to catch up. Where? Ok, and they have actual food there, not just sushi? Sounds good, I'll see you in a bit.
Matt hangs up as Jaime smiles at him.
JM: Plans hon?
MF: Hayden's in town, wanted to grab dinner and catch up. You're more than welcome to join us.
JM: Nah, I trust you. You go ahead and catch up. I'll go talk to Mai so we can finalize all this and start mailing invitations tomorrow.
MF: Alright, I'll be back in an hour or two. Love you.
JM: Love you too, have fun.
We time shift to see Matt walking into Hafu Steakhouse, Golden Globe Nominated actress Hayden Panettiere sitting there waiting for him. Hayden stands and the two share a friendly hug.
MF: Hey there kiddo, great to see you. Really looking forward to the second season of your show.
HP: Thanks, great seeing you too.
Both sit and Folz notices the empty chair next to them.
MF: Oh, Jaime's not joining us. I asked her but there was some wedding stuff she wanted to finish.
HP: Actually, that chair's not for her. I asked someone else to join us.
Before Matt can ask who, we see Alexander Darling approaching the table.
MF: The hell with this, I'm out of here.
HP: Look, I know you two will never like eachother. And this isn't some kind of peace summit, but for whatever strange reason I still care about you both. I meant what I said on the phone to each of you, I do want to have fun and catch up, but I also want to talk to you both. So sit down, shut the hell up for a moment and listen to what I have to say.
Both Folz and Darling sit down reluctantly.
HP: Good.
Hayden reaches across the table and slaps Darling hard across the face. Darling looks stunned as Folz laughs.
AD: What was that for?
HP: Who are you?
AD: Excuse me?
HP: Who..are...you?
AD: Alexander Darling.
HP: No, you're not. At least not the Alexander Darling I remember fondly. If you were that Alexander Darling, excuse me, Alexander FUCKING Darling, if you were still that guy then Carter would have his jaw wired shut by now. No way the guy that I worked for would have tolerated Carter for this long without squashing him like a bug. You need to talk to your wife, get over what the hell is bothering you and get back to showing everyone why you're Alexander Darling... and everyone else isn't.
Darling sits there thinking about what Hayden said as she turns now to Folz.
HP: And you, you stubborn jackass. It's nice to see you finally having a goal and some ambition to reach that goal, but you aren't going about it the right way.
MF: What in the hell are you talking about?
HP: Who knows more about Moose, LD, and Stank than anyone in the company?
MF: ...
HP: Alexander Darling and Firewoman. You look at all this tape, you do all this scouting, you'll do anything to get an advantage, but you won't talk to the two people who could help you the most.
MF: I don't need any help, especially from those two.
HP: Oh yeah? How many Grand Slams have you won?
MF(pointing to Darling): His feud with Moose was completely different, I don't intend to brawl with Moose,I plan to outwrestle him.
HP: Right. Let me ask you something, how many of Moose's feuds don't end with outright brawling?
MF: .....
HP: Look, neither of you have to listen to me. If you want to just sit quietly through dinner, fine. I'll quit talking about wrestling. But like I said, I still watch, I still care about you both, and deep down you know I'm right about what I said to each of you.
Folz and Darling sit in silence as Hayden calls a waiter over and orders drinks as we..... FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 20:00:54 GMT -5
(The Saints of Sinners rental van pulls up to the arena where LJ Bennett is waiting.)
Bennett: About time you got back.
Moose: What's wrong, Bennett? Lose your key to the executive bathroom?
Bennett: No, but your little protege lost what was left of her mind again.
LD: Fuck.
Moose: You can't handle one woman, Bennett. Why am I not surprised?
Bennett: Deal with her, Moose, or so help me.....
Moose: You'll need a lot of help, Bennett, if you don't shut up.
(LD helps Stank out of the van as Moose slams the door and walks into the arena. On the floor are the British Canadian Bulldog, Puck Dupp, and Billy Wayne Woodard, bleeding and probably nearly unconscious. Chloe is raging and kicking all three of them as a number of staff look on in shock and Jeremy Punswick and Christian Carter smirk. Chloe picks up the Bulldog for what might be a Corkscrew on the floor, when Moose steps behind her and touches her shoulder. Instinctively she wheels around ready for a fight but quickly she sees who it is and drops her head and her guard.)
Moose: To the locker room. Now.
Chloe: Yes, Jack.
(Chloe rushes back to the locker room leaving her branding iron behind. Moose picks up the iron and turns to Punswick and Carter.)
Moose: This is keeping an eye on her for me?
Carter: We never let her out of our sight.
Punswick: If the other assholes had shown up, we were ready to back her up.
Moose: Try to keep a handle on her when I'm not around, will ya?
Carter: How?
(Moose walks away, seemingly not to have an answer. He walks in to the locker room, where Chloe is walking around in an animated fashion. She sees Moose and falls to her knees and bows her head.)
Moose: Was that what I think it was?
Chloe: You went to a club. I needed to feed.
Moose: We talked about this.
Chloe: (Trembling) I....I needed....I still need....and the rookie was there...I wanted....
(Moose grabs Chloe by the arm and stands her up. He takes her chin and the two lock eyes. All the emotion drains from Chloe's face but she still is trembling.)
Moose: Who are you?
Chloe: I...I am a Martyr.
Moose: You are bound to the Saints. You are to focus all your energy, all your hunger, on Folz.
Chloe: But it hurts...
Moose: Turn that pain onto Folz. Make him feel your hunger and your pain. Hurt him. Cripple him. End him. Use all that energy for that. And when that's done, there may be a bonus. There's his arm candy. And then if you're still hungry, there's the boy.
Chloe: The boy? There's always room for a Darling.
Moose: For now, to your room and try to pull yourself together.
(Moose lets go of her chin, hands her the branding iron, and she drops her head again.)
Chloe: Thank you Jack, I won't fail you.
Moose: I know.
(Chloe rushes out of the room and a smirk crosses Moose's face as we...)
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 20:01:43 GMT -5
<Moose turns around and sees the INC, he shakes his head, drapes the world title over his shoulder and lights a cigar>
MHJ: first things first. Matt Folz, you dumb fuck, I gave you an opportunity. I gave you a simple task that even YOU could accomplish, and as always, you completely dropped the ball. You could have had your shot at this <patting the world title> but you suddenly decided to grow a conscience. Now.....you can claim you earned a title shot just like I did against Fire. And you can say that Fire did the right thing and honored that earned shot. Well Matty.....I'm not Fire. I don't have to honor shit. So for you Matty? Back to the end of the line. You won't get a goddamn thing from me until you live up to your end of the deal.
Now, as for you Mr. Wilder. While I may have back what is mine, what you tried to take from me, I feel like your punishment has not been severe enough. This week, I make one promise......when I am done with you, you will not be able to walk, let alone fly, ever again.
Trust me
<Moose smirks and walks away>
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 20:02:13 GMT -5
Fade in to Matt Folz finishing watching Moose's promo.
MF: Moose, I think you need to look up the definition of the word deal. At no point did we have a deal. See, I never gave either verbal nor written agreement to what you asked. In fact, I never had any intention of attacking Eco. Much like, and let's be honest here, you never had any intention of giving me a fair one on one title shot with no interference even if I had followed through and done what you asked. And you're correct, you are technically under no obligation to give me a title shot. Until I win something officially declaring me number one contender you are well within your rights to deny me a match.
I understand that as World Champion you probably have a lot of commitments and not much time to talk, but I was wondering if you could graciously take time out of your busy schedule to answer me one question. Just something I'm curious about. When did you, a man who in the past has never turned down a fight, a man who's spilled gallons upon gallons of blood in the ring, when did you become a giant fucking pussy? I'm just curious, because I've called you out several times now and yet you keep going to great lengths to avoid me in the ring. Or to put it another way, you act like a scared fucking bitch. I, like I'm sure many of the OOWF fans, never thought I'd see the Great Moosehead Jack scared shitless to face someone in a fair one on one match.
Fade
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 20:02:55 GMT -5
It is late late at night in the Darling Luxury Suites. Fire is sitting in front of her computer, half a bottle of whiskey nearby, a glass in her hand, a cigarette in the other. She has a Skype window open and finally it connects on the other side. Fire looks surprised when she sees Samantha Darling Moreland.
SDM: Hey, Fire. Davin took Mickie to gymnastics.
FW: Oh...Okay, I'll call him--
SDM: You look like shit.
Fire absent-mindedly runs her hand over her split lip.
FW: Oh yeah....Japan, you know....
SDM: No, I don't mean that. You look like you lost your best frie....did my brother or sister do something?
FW: Don't be silly. Alex would never....it's....just tell Davin I called.
SDM: Fire...I don't know why you go to those clubs. And I don't know why Alex doesn't keep you--
FW: Heh...because your brother never says no. He knows I wouldn't listen anyway.
SDM: You used to listen to Davin.
FW: .....yeah....look just tell him I call--
SDM: I'm glad you have him. I know you guys talk, and I think it's good for you. And, to be honest, it's good for him, too. Besides, it's not like your real brother gives you much support. I wish I could say I couldn't believe he set you up like that...AGAIN!
FW: You watched?
SDM: I ... um...well, I had it on in the background while I was cooking.
FW: Well, it's not again...
SDM: Come on Fire. You don't seriously believe that.
FW: ...
SDM: ...
FW: I didn't....but now....but whatever, I'm used to Moose pulling shit like that. It was...I mean, Lucas and I disagree on Bennett, but I thought we still had that bond, ya know?
SDM: Honestly? No, I don't. This is more Davin's territory.
There's an awkward pause for a bit.
SDM: How's your new trainee doing...Miranda?
FW: Huh? Oh she's fine....resting. I gave her some pain stuff, and she should be okay by morning. Still sore and bruised a lot, but--
SDM: I meant...you know, in general.
FW: Oh...she's really got talent. I'm not sure I'm always doing the right thing--
SDM: Like taking her to fight clubs?
FW: *smiles a bit* Yeah, like that...but just... you know the general stuff. Trying to make sure she avoids some of the things I didn't.
SDM: *laughing* Fire...I think you are a unique and special case.
FW: Yeah, maybe.
SDM: What time is it over there?
FW: I dunno....late....half a bottle of whiskey past bedtime or something.
SDM: Where's Alex?
FW: Out I think. Or in bed asleep.
SDM: Well, I'll tell Davin you called. Put the cigarette out and go to bed. You can't burn down another hotel.
FW: *smiling* Sounds like a challenge.
SDM: Well, it isn't! Try and get some rest okay?
FW: Okay...
The Skype window shuts. Fire does indeed put the cigarette out and wave the smoke around to dispell it (even though that won't work), but does not go to bed, just sits in the dark, still thinking.
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 20:04:08 GMT -5
Lucky appears to be packing some stuff up, which is odd because it's like they just got there. He comes out of a room, and Fire is following him, frantic.FW: WHAT DO YOU MEAN, YOU'RE LEAVING??!! L: Fire....YOU were the one who wanted a house on the bayou in New Orleans, right? FW: So? ? L: So with that comes a certain amount of upkeep, specifically related to getting ready for rainy season. I need to go supervise that. Alex made that part of my job description. FW: Well...he's.....I need you here! L: No you don't, you're fine. While they are talking, Lucky is walking around the room picking up stuff, sorting and filing and checking things off of lists, and the like. Fire is barely two steps behind him.FW: But...how will I know when my appearances are? Will I even have appearances? You do all that. L: They are written on the calendar you never look at like they always are. Start looking at it. FW: But what about gym time!? I need to have it scheduled and-- L: I've taken care of it for the next two weeks. After that you'll have to-- FW: YOU'RE GOING TO BE GONE LONGER THAN THAT? L: Fire...it'll be fine...you can do this. Dr. Freedman thinks it's time you-- FW: Dr. Freedman? How will I know when my appointments are?? I can't miss a session, Alex will-- L: They are at 9am every day like they have been for weeks. I don't know why you need reminding of that, but ... there's an alarm on your phone that will go off. Like it always does, every day, and you ask me 'What's that noise?' FW: And my medicine? If I skip a dose I could go psychotic. L: .....Did you happen to skip one today? FW: No...wait, did I? L: No, you didn't...just checking though. Must be the addition of last night's whiskey fest to your drug cocktail that's making you spazz out. You really need to take care of this stuff yourself. I will see to the improvements on the roof and then I'll be back in a month or two-- FW: TWO MONTHS!!?? L: Fire, please, you're getting in my way. FW: What about Opus? The snakes? Who is going to feed them? L: Well, I would suggest you, but I know how that goes. Miranda has been feeding them, and Quorras too. FW: There's no S. L: You know that? FW: It annoys her. L: *eyeroll* Well, whatever. Lucky goes to dodge her, but she still follows him around closely, in and out of rooms.FW: What about my stuff? Who will take care of that? L: Um, you? FW: I don't know where it goes! What if I need socks!!!! ? L: FIRE! CALM DOWN!!! FW: .... L: You. Will. Be. Fine. ....Wait...what is this REALLY about? FW: ... L: ... FW: What if....what if I get angry.... L: Like...angry-angry? Firewoman nods, and we get a rare yet fleeting glimpse of vulnerability. Lucky, being one of few who are allowed, puts a hand gently on her shoulder.L: You won't. You aren't that person anymore. FW: But in the cage I-- L: You were protecting Miranda, like a mother lioness. They sort of grin at Poe's nickname for her. Lucky continues softly.L: That wasn't anger or rage, at least not the kind you're trying to avoid. Especially how triggering that probably was for you, given it was Japan, cages, and...you know, the rest of it. I am surprised no body bags were needed. FW: But... L: You'll be fine. Besides, I hired a replacement. FW: You...you did? L: Well, hiring is too strong of a word, really. I asked someone to come help you out. FW: Who? *there's a knock on the door*L: That should be him now.....
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 20:05:09 GMT -5
*The door opens, and the camera is facing Lucky exclusively. It's clear the other person is a large individual. They talk and stuff.*
V: Eugenio! How the fuck are ya?
L: *sighs* Anyway, here he is. I have to get going. You'll be fine, you will.
V: Try to stay out of jail, Luckster.
L: Get bent, psycho.
*The voice chuckles as Lucky leaves. The camera pulls back and we see Davin Moreland. Fire's face seems just a bit less worried.*
FW: Y...you?
DM: *produces his freshly renewed and laminated Manager's License* Mhm. Lucky said he needed to take off and do this stuff, but couldn't leave you, and the quote he gave me was something like, "It pains me to have to call you, because I really can't stand you" *He smiles broadly*.
FW: But, how are you going to, you know, the doctor and...the...Opus and...
DM: You know how silly you sound, stammering like that, right? I have a 5-year old. You should be easy in comparison.
*Firewoman glares*
DM: It's true, you know.
*Firewoman sighs*
DM: Between gymnastics and checkups and everything else, I'm more than capable of having a daily routine set. Lucky wouldn't have called me if he didn't think I could do it, you know.
FW: You're right. He wouldn't.
DM: Good news is, it's me, and not Lucky. Well, good for you, anyway. It will be different, but there will be lots of benefits to having me around.
FW: Such as?
DM: Such as, get your helmet, we're going for a drink.
FW: It's, like, 10 AM.
DM: Different but better. Come on.
FW: You have a bike?
DM: I rented one.
FW: What about Miranda?
DM: She can come too, let's gooooooooo, I have jet lag and I need to get cranked.
FW: Well, but what about Alex, what about....
DM: *puts BOTH his arms on her shoulders, and dips his head in a bit, to get to eye-level* This. Isn't you. Questioning. Anxious. You want to know why you're Jobby McJobberson lately? You want to know why you let my cousin get the best of you again? When you're like this *He sort of motions with his hands*, you're just some girl with a decent right hook. I married one of those, so it's not all that unique.
*He searches for some sort of reaction from Fire, finding none*
DM: Well, that's not the girl that broke into this company. No ma'am. And you're trying to mentor someone else...when you're like *this*? Are you out of your mind?
FW: Yes.
DM: I mean, more than usual.
FW: Well...still yes.
DM: Come on, we're drinking. Call your girl, have her meet us there. You and I are going to drink the place dry, then we're going to work out, and we can go from there.
FW: Work out...after drinking?
DM: Oh come on, don't tell me you've forgotten how. And here. *He pops Fire a pack of American Marlboros* Smuggled these in special for you, or something.
FW: You...are not like Lucky.
DM: No, but I'm the most decorated champion in the history of this business. There's a slight possibility I might know what I'm doing.
FW: *smirks* Slight.
DM: We drink?
FW: We drink.
DM: Deoch againn go!
*They leave in a hurry and we fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 20:06:03 GMT -5
<We cut to Pro Wrestling Japan with your host, Kazumiri Hamada>
KH: Our guest tonight is someone very familiar to Japanese wrestling fans. He got his start in Japan as Ketsueki Seishin, one of Poe’s disciples, he is currently on tour with the OOWF in Japan, ladies and gentlemen, the OOWF World Heavyweight Champion, Moosehead Jack!
<polite applause because the Japanese don’t boo things, but you can tell they don’t like Moose at all. Moose walks out and looks at them and just sneers, then sits down>
KH: Welcome to the show Mr. …..err….Jack?
MHJ: Moose
KH: I am not going to mince words, we have a clip of some comments Matt Folz made regarding you…
I understand that as World Champion you probably have a lot of commitments and not much time to talk, but I was wondering if you could graciously take time out of your busy schedule to answer me one question. Just something I'm curious about. When did you, a man who in the past has never turned down a fight, a man who's spilled gallons upon gallons of blood in the ring, when did you become a giant fucking pussy? I'm just curious, because I've called you out several times now and yet you keep going to great lengths to avoid me in the ring. Or to put it another way, you act like a scared fucking bitch. I, like I'm sure many of the OOWF fans, never thought I'd see the Great Moosehead Jack scared shitless to face someone in a fair one on one match.
KH: What do you have to say to that?
MHJ: <laughing> Psychology 101 from Junior Psychologist Matt Folz. Really Matty? That’s how you’re going to try to get me to give you a match? Look Matty, it’s real simple. Decisions have consequences. When I said I was going to stay out of New Guard drama, you decided to try and make a name for yourself and attacked me, and dropped me on my head in a parking lot. Now, I could have made you famous and butchered you then, but I decided to wait…..and now, I have something you want. I have something you want and you think playground insults are going to get you what you want. It doesn’t work like that Matty. I made you an offer. You know what you have to do. You decided not to, like I said, decisions have consequences. You can think whatever the fuck you want, I am the champ, I make the rules. You choose not to play by my rules, You don’t get a goddamn thing. How bad do you want that title shot Folz?
KH: Making a man attack a friend for a title shot, that seems unnecessary, even for you!
MHJ: People like the White Hats need to understand, they don’t make the rules around here. It’s not going to be their way, it’s going to be our way, if they don’t like that, they will burn
KH: You have mentioned burning the OOWF down, that was the Saints of Sinners stated goal when they formed, but, so far, nothing has really happened. When will the Saints follow through on their promises? Will they?
MHJ: <shaking his head> To quote a friend, if you don’t think we aren’t burning the OOWF down, then you haven’t been paying attention. We are not about a hostile takeover like Eco. That didn’t work. We aren’t even going to try to bludgeon people to death like the New Guard did. We prove our point every single day, our existence has caused the OOWF to burn from day one
KH: How so?
MHJ: The second we got together under the Saints of Sinners banner, the “faces” of the OOWF scrambled to oppose us. Why? We hadn’t said, or done, one thing, other than getting the clearly biased Selena out of power. They didn’t know what kind of GM Bennett would be, but they lined up against us. The reason is clear, they want to be Saints. They want to be Sinners. Hell most of them HAVE been sinners, they put on an air of the hero and claim to be defending the OOWF, but all they are doing is defending their spot, all they are doing is looking out for themselves. All they are doing is trying to keep us down so THEY can make the rules
KH: That seems a bit….
MHJ: Really? Look at Texpress. The “heroes” the White Hats. They couldn’t stand the idea that they didn’t have the tag team titles. How can they possibly call themselves the measuring sticks if they don’t hold the titles. The problem is, they are not as good as LD and Stank. They couldn’t beat them cleanly, one on one, so they invented rules, they called in bullshit favors to tip the scale in THEIR favor so they could win the titles. They STILL haven’t pinned LD and Stank cleanly, and yet they parade around with the titles like they actually accomplished something. THEY changed the rules to benefit THEMSELVES. If WE do that, we are the worst thing to ever happen to wrestling. When THEY do it, they are lauded as heroes who “saved” the tag titles from the Saints. They are fucking hypocrites, plain and simple
KH: But it seems like the White Hats are fighting the good fight….
MHJ: They don’t know what the good fight is. They will stoop to attacks, weapons, stacking the match in their favor. The White Hats have all been “heels” before. A leopard does not change his spots. They fell in love with the cheers of those idiot fans, and became trapped. They couldn’t do the things they wanted to do in that ring without the fans booing them, so they jump at the chance to get in the ring with us and break every rule and revert right back to what they were. The fans are such idiot sheep that they can’t see it, they refuse to see it. You tell me, what exactly have we done that is so heinous?
KH: There have been numerous back stage attacks, and post match attacks…..
MHJ: From both sides
KH: They claim it is self-defense
MHJ: We can claim the same thing. Fire, Alexis, Fulton, Mai, DK, Daniella that punk Wilder, they are all guilty, every bit as guilty as the Saints. They do the same things we do, we are exposing them for the frauds we are. All but one man……..and I will break him as well
KH: You mentioned frauds…….Davin Moreland made a name for himself with his Top Ten Frauds list, he recently returned as Firewoman’s personal assistant/manager/valet/whatever.
MHJ: What?
DM: *produces his freshly renewed and laminated Manager's License* Mhm. Lucky said he needed to take off and do this stuff, but couldn't leave you, and the quote he gave me was something like, "It pains me to have to call you, because I really can't stand you" *He smiles broadly*.
MHJ: <watching the clip and remaining silent for a moment>
KH: What are your thoughts on your cousin coming back to the OOWF
MHJ: <stewing for a minute> It really was only a matter of time. You knew Davin wasn’t going to go out like that. Whatever. Clearly Fire needs someone guiding her every step of the way, might as well be Davin
KH: Speaking of Firewoman, you recently engineered another attack on her in a Fight Club….
MHJ: Wait right there…I did not engineer a thing. That was Stank’s idea, I was just along for the ride.
KH: He decimated Miranda!
MHJ: And if the rookie can’t take it, she shouldn’t be here
KH: Given your past attack on Fire in a fight club….
MHJ: That again? Despite what SOME people want to think, I did not stab Fire.
KH: Then who did?
MHJ: That person was dealt with.
KH: the person you and Fire attacked in Korea?
MHJ: Leave it alone Hamada. It wasn’t me then, and it wasn’t me now.
KH: It is fair to say your relationship with your sister is…..contentious at best?
MHJ: <shaking his head> she seems to go out of her way to make sure she is on opposite sides of whatever I do, yes. We gave her a choice, she could have stayed out of it, and maybe we could have had something that resembled normal, but she decided to get involved…..another example of the White Hat hypocrisy, Fire does what she wants, when she wants and doesn’t expect any retaliation from it. When she ran in DEA and the Five, she did what she wanted….now, we are to believe she has found some sort of morality and wants to fight for…..for what? For her spot. And for Alexander Darling’s spot. And for Alexis Darling’s spot. It has nothing to do with right versus wrong, it has to do with THEM wanting to make the rules, not someone else. It’s not that they think Bennett is corrupt toward us, they are concerned because he is not Selena and corrupt toward THEM
KH: you mentioned Alexander Darling, it was three years ago that you fought him in one of the most brutal matches ever witnessed in Japan, until two years later when you fought Fire, in Blood Pond. Will we ever see Moosehead Jack and Alexander Darling bury the hatchet?
MHJ: No
KH: No? That’s it?
MHJ: This has been covered. I hate him, he hates me. I have no reason to ever NOT hate him. Move on.
KH: You mentioned the one person that is not a fraud as you call them, I assume you mean Danny Taylor
MHJ: <eyes narrowing> yes. Danny is the one man that has the best interests of EVERYONE and not himself at heart. Danny is the one man that won’t break the rules for self-gain. He is the ONLY one that can claim to be a real White Hat, and once we break him…..the OOWF will truly burn.
KH: Maybe the kind of violence you feel is inside of everyone just isn’t in him?
MHJ: No, it’s in everyone. It’s in Danny too…..I have seen flashes of it, but he controls it, he refuses to let it control him, but every man has his breaking point, I will find that breaking point and I will push him over the edge. I will break Danny Taylor
KH: And then what?
MHJ: <grinning> Then the chaos really begins
KH: A lot has been made of your relationship with Chloe, would you care to expound on that? What exactly IS your relationship with Chloe?
MHJ: I am Chloe’s mentor. I set her free. When she and Edra came to the OOWF, I saw the potential, but I also saw that Wyatt was holding them back. Wyatt wanted them to be what HE wanted them to be. As long as he controlled the reigns, they would never be what they could be. When he died, Chloe saw that, she recognized that, Edra did not. Chloe is what she is, I have no control over her, I allow her to be what she was meant to be
KH: A sadistic sadist?
MHJ: Exactly
KH: Some people think you find in Chloe what you always wanted in Fire…..
MHJ: If Fire would stop fighting who she is, she and Chloe would be a lot alike. I won’t deny the similarities, there was a time when Fire had no remorse, she would destroy on sight, she would fight people three times her size and show no fear at all. I always admired that. I see that in Chloe, she has no fear, she has learned that hesitation is your biggest enemy, conscious makes you a victim.
KH: You sound like you want her to be a soulless killing machine
MHJ: No, not soulless, even if such a stupid thing did exist, Chloe has embraces what she is. Chloe is free, I set her free
KH: Before we run out of time, I would like to talk about your time in wrestling, when did you start?
MHJ: I left home when I was fourteen, well, left for good at fourteen, hadn’t bothered actually being there much after my heroin junkie mom took Fire and left, no sense sticking around so that drunk asshole could beat me. Kicked around for a bit, and wrestled some matches around Detroit, usually we had to threaten to kill the promoter to get paid, fucking scumbag. In ’95 when I turned sixteen, a couple guys were talking about going to Japan for some shows, so I went. I lied about my age and got some work. Around ’98 or ’99 I guess I caught Poe’s eye and he recruited me as one of his disciples. In 2002 I got a call from Eco saying he was starting the OOWF, I signed up and the rest is history.
KH: You mentioned Poe, your last encounter with him was less than pleasant. I presume that is a burned bridge?
MHJ: It is what it is. Poe will always be my brother from the Five. If he wants what happened with Selena be personal, that is on him. I never laid a finger on her in anger. She had to go, she had lost her ability to be impartial. If Poe would think with his head rather than his heart, he would see that. He didn’t, so what happened happened. If he wants to get in the ring with me again, so be it
KH: You have been wrestling for seventeen years, and your matches are legendary for their brutality, how much longer can you keep this up?
MHJ: Until they carry me out of the ring and put me in the ground. This is all there is.
KH: You are the current world champion, this is not the first time you held the title though, why is this time so special?
MHJ: The first time I held the title, I got screwed over by Hardbody Harris. I beat Niles Anderson and Concrete TG, two men that I supposedly had no business being in the ring with.
KH: The second time you defeated Alexander Darling…
MHJ: Because I didn’t want him to have the title.
KH: …..and you almost immediately vacated the title to defend the tag titles with Stank
MHJ: Stank is like a brother to me, he and LD both. I made a commitment to Stank to defend the tag titles, I wasn’t going to go back on my word
KH: So why is it so important this time? Why go after the title instead of teaming with Stank or reforming KZ?
MHJ: Cause those two took me aside and told me it was time for me to have a run, it was time for me to show the world that I can win the title, keep the title, and there isn’t anything anyone can do about it
KH: do you prefer solo wrestling over tag team wrestling?
MHJ: I like tagging, two times the potential chaos. But right now, I am the world champion, and no one is taking this title from me
KH: you face Tommy Wilder this week, and words for the self-proclaimed King of Extreme?
MHJ: I said all I needed to say about Wilder. I have been to war with Wilder before, I know what he can do, he can fly with the best of them. But I am going to ground him, and when I do, I am going to end his career. He tried to take something from me, and that……Wilder, go to Detroit and ask people what happened when you tried to steal something from a Quinn. They will be real easy to find, they can’t walk.
KH: Thank you for your time Moose. That is all the time we have for this week, join us next week on Pro Wrestling Japan!
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 20:07:36 GMT -5
We come up in the Destroyatorium, Ashley and Spencer are tending the bar, and surprisingly, Ellie May from Elijay is sitting at it having "girl talk" with them. In the background, we see Awesome Bill and Daniella Murphy sitting at a table alternating shots of PCPL as DK and Justin stand nearby, exchanging a five dollar bill every time the others partner takes a shot. The camera pans forward, and we see Dynamite Danny Taylor and Dashing Victor Deniro catching up on OOWF TV. The altercation between Stank and Fire plays, and Danny just sadly shakes his head. Victor looks over at Danny.
DVD: Should we go check on them?
Danny shakes his head no, and Vic shoots him a confused look.
DVD: Why not? I thought you worked things out with Fire? Is this some passive aggressive anger thing?
Danny shoots him a confused look, and shakes his head no.
DVD: Then why not.
Danny motions up to the TV, and we see Davin Moreland's return.
DVD: Ohhh, Davin's back, that's .............good?
Danny raises an eyebrow.
DVD: It's Davin, for all we know this could be a swerve, and he could be a newest saint.
Danny thinks about this for a minute and then just shrugs.
DVD: I'm not saying I want that to happen, just saying it could.
Danny chuckles, and the camera pans back to focus again on BFE and the Murphys. DK leans in to whisper to his sister, but the camera picks up his words.
DK: Are you sure you can do this Dee, he does brew this stuff himself afterall?
Dee: (takes a shot) I've got this, you can tell he's starting to tire out.
ABFD: (takes a shot) You ain't half bad at this Lady Murdy, but ole boy Awesome Bill is what you would call a pro fesh on al PCPL taster.
Dee smiles and takes another shot followed by Bill. They both are looking a little woozy, but neither is willing to back down. DK just shrugs and goes over to stand next to Justin.
DK: Maybe we should stop this, we do both need them ready for Mayhem.
Justin: What's Mayhem?
DK: (looking confused) Midweek Mayhem? The show we have a wrestling match on.
Justin: We are wresting each other this week?
DK: Yeah, well, and the Fire and Miranda and the Texans, in a tag team proving ground match.
Justin: (Yelling to Bill, which isn't really necessary, because they are less than two feet apart) Bill, we have to prove we are a tag team this week.
ABFD: Well hell son, that's easy, we will just get matching shirts!
Justin looks over to DK and nods. DK just shrugs his shoulders giving up on trying rationality with them.
DK: So, want to put another bet on which of them gives up first.
Justin: Nah, I'm busy.
DK: Doing what?
Justin: Playing minesweeper.
DK goes to ask what he means, when a potted plant explodes into flames in the background. Moments before that happens, the camera cuts back to Danny and Victor, who are watching Mooses promo play. They both eye each other, and seconds later, the fern goes up in flames. Danny just calmly stands up, gets a fire extinguisher, and in a couple of shots, has the flame put out. He looks to the camera and smiles, Victor walks up and stands next to him.
DVD: Burn it to the ground? Hmmm....looks like we got that covered.
Danny sprays the foam at the camera that causes it to black out and
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 20:08:10 GMT -5
**Stank and L.D. Williams are in the Saints locker room.**
S: "We should probably promo about our match."
LDW: "-"
S: "L.D.?"
LDW: "You go ahead. My head's not in it."
S: "Look Billy-Dee, I-"
LDW: "We crossed a line Lucas."
S: "Fire made her choice."
LDW: "It's not about Fire, Lucas. It's not about what you're comfortable with, or what Moose can rationalize. It's about me. I'm the one who said we'd leave Fire be. I'm the one who said Miranda was off limits. I broke my word, Lucas."
S: "Nobody got seriously hurt - no harm, no foul."
LDW: "Yeah. Tell that to-"
**Williams' phone vibrates. He looks at it and cringes.**
LDW: "shit."
**Williams turns and walks out of the room, leaving Stank staring at the door.**
<fade>
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 20:08:48 GMT -5
(General Manager LJ Bennett is in his office having a conference with his security heads when the door flings open and nearly comes off the hinges. Everyone turns to see Chloe standing there, eyes blazing, trembling, branding iron in hand. Security looks at Bennett with trepidation, but Bennett shakes his head at them.)
Bennett: Chloe! Nice to see you. Come in, have a seat. Gentlemen?
(Security stands up and steps back as Chloe looks at them menacingly before sitting down.)
Chloe: I want a match.
Bennett: You have one. You get Folz this week.
Chloe: I want Folz. I want the boy. I want the goddess.
Bennett: And you'll get them.
Chloe: NO! I want them NOW.
Bennett: Now Chloe....
Chloe: All at once.
Bennett: Chloe....
Chloe: Taipei Death Handicap Match. With the ring surrounded by bear traps and a moat full of live allegators.
Bennett: Chloe....
Chloe: DO IT, BENNETT!
Bennett: SETTLE DOWN! I'LL TRY!
(The tension in the air is so think you can cut it with a knife. Finally, Bennett breaks the tension, speaking softly.)
Bennett: Look, I don't totally get what you've been through. I can't relive your life. But I know how hard it is to have all the pressure, all the struggles, all the...pain you've felt. I understand.
Chloe: HOW CAN YOU--
Bennett: JUST—just give me a minute, OK? You know, I had it all here, once. I had this company in the palm of my hand. Then those assholes...well, let's just say that giving Firewoman's new manager his license wasn't much fun. But I persevered, bode my time, and when I saw an opening, Moose and I struck. And I'm back. And this time I'm not going to screw this up. That's where you come in.
Chloe: (Still angry but looking puzzled) What do you mean, I come in?
Bennett: (Talking quietly) You're good. I've studied you. You have it. (Bennett pulls out a big file folder and a stack of DVDs.) Matches from here, from Shine, from WSU, and this one...(Holds up a DVD)...this is where you put the Russian out.
(Chloe's mood shifts)
Chloe: You...you saw that?
Bennett: Oh, indeed I did. This right here is what convinced me that Moose was a hundred and ten percent right about you being the future. And I still believe that. (Bennett stands up) I want to offer you something that no one in this company has. A fully guaranteed lifetime deal. No cut, no suspension, one hundred percent control over who you face and where, and...let us say, some serious perks in the financial and incentive departments.
Chloe: Incentives?
Bennett: Chloe, I could make you the biggest name ever in the OOWF. Ever. Bigger than the Darlings, bigger than Ecosystem, bigger than Moreland. You would be the face of the OOWF.
Chloe: (Seemingly buying what Bennett says) Me? But how?
Bennett: (Reaches into the folder) Here is a standard OOWF contract. The rider spells out all the incentives and perks. You would even have your own suite, your own personal assistant, and all the luxuries that befit a superstar of your magnitude.
Chloe: My own...but what about Jack? What about the Saints?
Bennett: This isn't about the Saints. This is about Chloe. This is about making you a star. You would be far more, far better than just having to be Moose's lackey.
Chloe: Lackey?
Bennett: That's all you are now. The Saints are just a stepping stone for you. Take this deal. You'd be crazy not to.
(Chloe looks at the paper and her mood shifts. She begins trembling again, stands up and looks at Bennett with eyes blazing)
Chloe: Crazy. Crazy? CRAZY?!? You want me to abandon Jack? The only man ever to care for me?
Bennett: Now, Chloe, be reasonable...
Chloe: NO! He Saved Me! He made me whole again! (Chloe turns her head as if listening to something) And you – you want to destroy the Saints.
Bennett: I don't...
Chloe: THEY have gotten to you. You think THEY can save you. But they can't. But I can. I can set you free.
(Chloe begins to walk around the desk)
Bennett: Gentlemen, please.
(Security goes to grab Chloe but she starts swinging.)
Chloe: I'm gonna fucking kill you, Bennett. I need to feed, and you're just the appetizer I need....
(One of the security chiefs pulls out a Tazer and puts Chloe down hard. She's out cold.)
Bennett: Take her back to the Saints locker room. Then assign someone to be with me full time. I think business is about to pick up.
(Security drags Chloe out of the room and Bennett picks up the phone.)
Bennett: Did you see that? This isn't going to end well. Then come up with something. Now!
(Bennett hangs up the phone, picks up the folders and DVDs and throws them on the ground. He drops into his chair with a troubled look on his face as we....)
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 20:09:41 GMT -5
*We see the inside of an airplane cockpit. A flight attendant has brought young Joey for a visit, and Joey is looking at the co-pilot, Daniella Murphy.* Joey: Wait a minute. I know you. You're Daniella Murphy. You play basketball for the Connecticut Sun. Rose Murdock: I'm sorry, son, but you must have me confused with someone else. My name is Rose Murdock. I'm the co-pilot. Joey: You are Daniella! I've seen you play. My mom's got season tickets. Rose Murdock: I think you should go back to your seat now, Joey. Right, Clarence? Captain Oveur: Nahhhhhh, he's not bothering anyone. Let him stay here. Rose Murdock: But just remember, my name is... [showing her nametag] Rose Murdock: ROSE MURDOCK. I'm an airline pilot. Joey: I think you're the greatest, but my mom says you don't work hard enough on defense. [Daniella gets angry] Joey: And he says that lots of times, you don't even run down court. And that you don't really try... except during the playoffs. Rose Murdock: [breaking character] The hell I don't! LISTEN, KID! I've been hearing that crap ever since I was at UConn. I'm out there busting my buns every night. Tell your old man to drag Parker and Fowles up and down the court for 40 minutes.
*The scene goes blurry and Justin is shaking Awesome Bill out of a daze. They are still in the Destroyitarium, with Dee and DK looking on*
J: You alright?
AB: Outstandiner than hell! Let's do another round!
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Post by BookerShark on Aug 31, 2013 20:10:30 GMT -5
*Dee and Awesome Bill are still sitting at the table*
AB: Damn, we are plumb out of PCPL!
Dee: Fortunately, we have poitin!
*Daniella pulls out a flask, and pours a shot for her and Awesome Bill*
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