MidWeek Mayhem (04/30) Live! From Panic, Pennsylvania

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OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Panic, Pennsylvania
April 30, 2014

OOWF World Heavyweight Title Three Way Dance
Christian Carter vs. Ghosthead vs. Stan Fulton

OOWF Intercontinental Title Triple Threat Match
Alexis Darling vs. Mai Muyo vs. Firewoman

OOWF Onslaught Championship Match
Ecosystem vs. Power

Elimination Match
Saints of Sinners & Suicide Kings vs. Murphy's Law & Texpress

Danny Taylor vs. Awesome Bill From Dawsonville
Stank vs. Miranda Williams vs. Tommy Wilder
Rory Albright vs. Chris Evans vs. Shane Tuska vs. LD Williams
Alexander Darling vs. Justin Sane



card subject to......look, I feel like crap, I don't feel like being witty at the moment [/quote]

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Power

(It's just after the Pay Per View and Power is coming out of medical. She's still blood spattered and has a bandage on her nose but has rage in her eyes. An SFJ comes up to Power who is quickly flanked by Sunny and the SFJ's.)

Sunny: This can wait until...

Power: NO! Let her ask her questions.

SFJ: Congratulations Power on what has to be your biggest victory yet.

Power: They don't get much harder. Stank IS a Grand Slam Champion. Stank will be a first ballot Hall of Famer. And yet, I did something that no one else has ever been able to do. I was in the ring with him for almost a half hour, and I not only beat Stank, I Powerbombed him. I pinned him in the middle of the ring. I proved to all the naysayers that Power IS good enough. That Power BELONGS here.

SFJ: Once again, though, your sister...

Power: MY SISTER once again proves that she's willing to do anything she can to show me up. I wanna thank Dee and DK for coming out to even up the odds. Sis, your little gang is running out of options. I have friends on my side that are willing to stand up to the Saints along side of me. Dee, I'm sorry that my sister did what she did. Just say the word, I'll stand up for you. You have my word.

Sunny: Too many battles on too many fronts...

Power: It's the same battle. The Saints. The Kings. They need to be stopped.

SFJ: This week, Power, you get your chance at the Onslaught title as you face the champion Ecosystem.

(A change comes over Power's face. She wipes the blood away and a huge smile comes over her face.)

Power: Ecosystem. Juni. A man of many faces. A man of many skills. Certainly you have the experience edge as an OOWF Original. You have the edge in skills, you have the edge in deviousness. But Juni...are you hungry? Do you have the desire to take a young rookie and ride the bike for fifteen minutes? I took Stank to the limit and beat him. Now I have a quarter hour, fifteen minutes, nine hundred seconds. And in those nine hundred seconds I have to hold your shoulders to the mat for three consecutive seconds. You have the advantage. I have the hunger. Let's dance, Juni. You and me. And we'll see who's the devil in the pale moonlight. Power can and will beat you, Ecosystem. Bet on it.

Sunny: We're done here.

(Power, Sunny, and the bodyguards head back to their dressing room, and for once, Power and Sunny are both smiling as we fade...)

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Tuska

The screen goes black for a moment, and then fades in on what appears to be a studio apartment, perhaps a converted basement. The walls are a plain white, the floors a nondescript linoleum of some kind. There is a single window on the left, blinds closed. The only furniture is a mattress on the floor in the corner. There is a beam going the length of the ceiling, from which a chin up bar is mounted. Shane Tuska, dressed in a gray Army PT shirt and black shorts, steps up to the bar, his back to the camera. He finds his grip and begins a set of deliberate, controlled reps as a narration begins, the voice chipper and optimistic. 

Narrator: This business has done a number on a lot of guys...

Tuska slowly and methodically churns out another rep...

Narrator: Some guys can't handle the life, the travel, the toll on their body...

Cut to grainy footage of a young Tuska, in a silver singlet with blue trim, performing a back elbow smash on an unknown opponent. The ring is makeshift but serviceable, and the room appears to be a bingo hall. Young Tuska follows up the back elbow with a quick drop kick, sending his opponent to the floor. The small but enthusiastic crowd pops. The narration continues...

Narrator: It's tough, it really is. Guys, good guys, come in to the business and they get beat down by all the outside stuff...

Cut back to Tuska on the chin up bar, still slowly pulling himself up. A pocket of sweat is beginning to form on the small of his back.

Narrator: I've seen it happen. It's no shame, it's part of it. Sometimes--

Cut to young Tuska, performing a suicide dive through ropes, nailing his opponent out on the floor. The fans up front have their arms raised, clearly enjoying what they're seeing.

Narrator: ...sometimes a guy can only take--

Cut to a close up shot of young Tuska, his face clean shaven and unblemished, his mouth set in a youthful grin. He finishes the sentence, having been the narrator for this whole scene.

Young Tuska: ...so much.

Cut to Tuska on the chin up bar, squeezing out a few final reps. He struggles a bit on the last and lets go, nimbly coming to his feet. He puts his hands on hips and looks down, his back still to the camera as the narration continues on...

Young Tuska: But me, I've already seen it all. Two tours in Afghanistan, it can't possibly get any worse than that. Wrestling is almost a cake walk, brother, trust me.

Cut to young Tuska, smiling in to the camera.

Young Tuska: All the bad stuff is behind me. It's smooth sailing from here on out. The wrestling world is my oyster, brother, you can count on it!

Those last words echo as we cut back to Tuska under the chin up bar. The camera moves closer, coming around to catch some of Tuska's face as he catches his breath. He gulps a few breaths and wipes the sweat off his brow with the back of his hand.

Young Tuska: ...you can count on it...you count on it...count on it...

Tuska growls and jumps back up to the chin up. Seizing an underhand grip, he angrily begins a set, his pace much faster than before. He lets out a guttural scream as he pounds out rep after rep, his teeth gnashing and the veins in his neck pulsing. The last words still echo as the screen fades to black... 

Young Tuska: ...count on it...count on it...count on it...

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LD Williams

** We join the Saints mid-conversation in their locker room.**

L.D. Williams: "I'm fine."

Stan Fulton: "I think the neck brace says otherwise."

LDW: "It's just a precaution."

Stank: "Billy-Dee, you weren't moving when they brought you to the back."

LDW: "That's because I'm not Davin Moreland."

**Chloe looks up from reading this week's card.**

C: "You might want to reconsider taking the week off."

LDW: "Who've I got?"

C: "A four way match with Evans and both of the new guys."

LDW: <snorts> "That is a week off."

Moosehead Jack <chuckling> "And they say I'm the one with the deadhwish."

LDW: "Put it this way. What would you do in my position?"

**Williams looks at each of the Saints in turn, and none of them respond.**

LDW: "Exactly. Now, would somebody please get me a drink?"

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Christian Carter

Voices can be heard from the Suicide King's lockeroom...

CC: NO I'M NOT GOING TO RELAX, NATHAN CORBITT IS NOTHING BUT A PIECE OF SHIT WITH POWER, AND I CAN'T STAND THE FACT THAT HE IS TRYING TO TAKE MY TITLE AWAY FROM ME!

AD: You're right...but I don't think it's just Corbitt...besides he's just a middle man...who has the most to gain from all of this?

CC: What?

AD: Think about it...who has the most to gain with you losing the World title?

CC: I...uh...well...oh!...OH! THAT SON OF A BITCH!

AD: Exactly...

Camera fades!

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Ecosystem

<right after the show>

Mai walks back from the ring with Matt Folz, limping a bit, and Ecosystem runs up and hugs his sister. Mai seems surprised, but hugs back.

Eco: Sorry, I was just…I went back with the EMTs after Firewoman’s match, so I didn’t see you—

Mai: I’m fine.

Eco: Good. (Turns to Matt, nods) Good to have you back.

Matt raises an eyebrow at Eco, but pats Mai on the back before heading off.

Mai: How is she?

Eco: Fine, I think. Alexander went with her, so I obviously opted—

Mai: Right.

Eco: Right. But you’re okay.

Mai: That was a pretty mild ass-kicking as wrestling goes, Junichiro.

Eco: I mean okay with losing the match. Pay-per-view main events are big.

Mai: That championship should never have been taken from Matt in the first place. It’s his. Not mine.

Eco: Uh-huh.

Mai and Eco lock eyes. Mai looks at the championship around his waist briefly.

Eco: Gold looks good on you too.

Mai: I’ll see if I can’t take that up with Alexis...well, depending on Fire...hey – are you worried about LD?

Eco puts his hand on his forehead.

Mai: I know, I know, it’s not—

Eco: Yeah, it’s really not our job.

Mai: It's just...it was scary.

Eco puts his hand on Mai's shoulder.

Eco: Mai, Christian Carter is not God. But you're not God either. And you can love people all you want, but you're not everyone's Father. Now get back to Matt and Jaime. I didn't mean to hold you up.

Mai nods and leaves. Eco turns toward the NinjaCam.

Eco: I can’t take anything away from LD, nor can I take anything away from his daughter. The Williamses are a great wrestling family. But what this industry needs to realize…is that it takes nothing away from Miranda to say that I am her better in that ring.

Everyone mocks my wrestling skill. Chris Evans used my name as a joke. I have held this Onslaught Championship for forty days. It doesn’t sound like much of an accomplishment, I know. But already, those forty days add up to a thirtieth longest reign out of over seventy-five. Easily the top half. Why is that? Because you can’t stumble into holding the Onslaught Championship. You can’t lean on rope breaks, bend referee warnings, can’t retain through disqualifications and countouts. 

This championship belongs to two kinds of people. There are those who eat, sleep, live, breathe wrestling in its purest form. Not as anything goes combat, but as clean fair sport. That's one kind. The other kind...is someone who isn't quite like that...when he has something to prove.

Eco unstraps his championship, and holds it out to the camera.

Eco: The first thing you learn in law school is that where you place the burden of proof matters a great deal. So I'm going to choose to reject the idea that I have to prove anything. I claim I deserve this championship. I claim that I am a cut above. I claim I deserve to be mentioned among the greats of this company.

Power, Chris, Miranda, Stan...Prove Me Wrong.

FADE

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Dynamite Danny Taylor

We come up just outside the OOWF arena in Panic Pennsylvania, where we see Dynamite Danny Taylor and Dashing Victor Deniro heading towards the arena. Danny has his and Vic's bags slung over his shoulder, and Victor is leaning heavily on his cane, but both seem to be in pretty good spirits. As they step out of the parking lot and onto the walkway Victor reaches into his pocket and then lets out a quick curse. Danny pauses and looks down to his friend questioningly.

DVD: I left our ID's in the car.

Victor looks back across the parking lot with a pained look before glancing back to his walking cane. Danny sees this motions that he will go back and starts heading off. He makes it about halfway across the parking lot, when the sound of squealing tires are heard. Danny and the camera turn and see a car with dark tinted windows screaming across the parking lot. Danny tries to get out of the way, but the wait of the bags slows him down and he is hit, rolling across the hood of the car and slamming into the windshield, and then rolling off the car as it drives past.

Victor lets out a loud "Holy Shit!" before yelling for security to come over. Danny is struggling to his feet, when the mystery car shifts into reverse, slamming into him again and sending him skidding across the asphalt before speeding off into the distance. Security and Trainers rush over checking on Danny, and the on scene EMT is quickly called over. The rest of Drink and Destroy shortly arrive as well rushing over to join Vic in watching Danny getting tended to by medical personnel.

Ashley: What happened?

DVD: A car just ran into Danny twice.

Spencer: Who was driving it?

DVD: (shaking his head) I couldn't see it, but it had to be Moose or one of his saints cronies, this is just like them to pull this kind of crap. The beatdown in the cage wasn't enough, now this.

At this point, Danny is being loaded into an ambulance and Victor is forced to go with as Danny's next of kin. Before he gets in he points back to the Murphy's.

DVD: Don't do anything stupid until I get back got it!

FADE

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Christian Carter

This takes place after Ecos promo...

Juni finishes his speech, and goes to turn when Christian Carter comes face to face with him...Carter is staring a hole right through Juni...

Eco: Well well well...the self-proclaimed wrestling god...what do I owe the pleasure champ?

CC: Whats your game Muyo?

Eco: I dont know what you mean?

CC: Do you honestly think Im stupid Juni?

Eco: Well...

CC: You may fool your sister and these sheep...hell you maybe fool everyone else but your not fulling me...why the triple threat? What do you have to gain in this Juni? Im the champion...I do not deserve this treatment!

Eco: Seriously, what are you talking about?

CC: You set Corbitt on me...this has you written all over it Juni...You,ve been inveatigating me and Alexis...the Kings...and our masked man...YOU are the one that has alot at stake in this company..and believe me when I say this to you...I will keep this title in my possession...and even YOU cant buy your way to it...but let give you a chance Juni...forwhen I beat Mann and Fulton at Mayhem, you...you''ll be next on my list...

Eco looks at him with a grin on his face...

Eco: Your a false prophet Carter, and Ill be honored to put you in your place...

CC: And Ill be honored to put you in the hospital next to your sister...

Eco looks confused until he looks the other way and sees Alexis Darling holding an unconscious Mai and drops her to the ground hard...

Eco runs to his sister as Alexis is already out of view...The camera fades with Juniricho loking pissed checking on his sister.

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Murphys Law

The Murphys are in the Destroyitarium. Daniella has a large ice bag on her shoulder.

Dee: I guess we should listen to Vic.

DK: I agree. That's the right thing to do, and you know I am the sensible one.

Dee; Whatever.

DK: I just want to make sure we have enough kegs in the back.

Dee: OK

*DK walks into a storage room in back of the bar, and his eyes roll up and his face looks like classic Jack of the Hinterlands*

DK: Saints, Kings...I don't give a rat's ass who wins this match, I am going to hurt you. You are dealing with a large angry Irish man with an unlimited supply of alcohol and a very bad attitude. I tried to do things the right way, like my dad tried to do. I kept telling my sister we could do that. OK, I can let a lot of things slide, but what happened at the last match made me realize Dee was right.

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Miranda and LD Williams

**L.D. Williams walks gingerly into Ric's and sits down in a booth across from his daughter. Miranda gets up and gets him a cup of coffee.**

M: "How's your neck?"

LDW: "I'll live."

M: "That landing looked pretty rough."

LDW: "I've had worse."

M: "-"

LDW: "Okay, maybe not. But still, I'll be fine."

**They sip their coffee in silence for a few minutes.**

M: "So, I saw what you told Chloe. does that mean I'm off the leash?"

LDW: "Within reason."

M: "What changed your mind?"

LDW: "Gee I wonder. Your constant harping might have had something to do with it."

M: "I prefer to call it persuasion."

LDW: "Whatever. It got through. I can't tell you who to fight, and you can't let your decisions be influenced by me. You've gotta do what you think is best."

M: "Well, I'm glad you figured it out."

LDW: "Speaking of family moments, come with me."

M: "Where are we going?"

LDW: "To do something I should have already done."

**Cut to the Williams knocking on a door. Ghosthead answers.**

GH: "My brother is not here."

LDW: "Actually I was looking for you."

**Ghosthead raises an eyebrow.**

LDW: "As a parent, I'm neither naive nor arrogant enough to believe I have a clue what you're going through, but I'm sorry. I know that there's nothing we can do, but please know that if we could, we would."

M: "Your family is in our prayers."

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Matt Folz

We come back from commercial on OOWF Main Event and see Scheme Gene standing on the ramp with a microphone.

SG: Please welcome my guest with me at this time. A man who made his return last night, Matt Folz.

"Battle Without Honor or Humanity" plays and Matt comes out along with Jamie. The crowd is loudly applauding. Matt looks almost a bit confused by the reaction as he motions Gene to give him the microphone.

MF: Well shit, I guess I'm a face now huh?

The crowd roars as Matt shakes his head and smiles before continuing.

MF: Cheer for my wife all you want, she deserves it. She's done nothing wrong other than completely losing her mind and marrying me. But remember... I'm not a nice guy. I don't wear a white hat. I'm still the same guy who helped end Outback Jack's career, I'm still the same guy who ended Davin Moreland's career, and I haven't changed. I will continue to do whatever I have to in order to advance in this company, regardless of whether or not you believe it's popular. Now then, having said that... Scheeeemeee WHOO By God Geeeene. How are you, been a while my friend.

SG: I'm well, thank you. The last time we saw you, you were on a beach in Australia contemplating retirement. What made you decide to come back to the OOWF?

MF: Geno, I'm not going to lie to you. I was done, I had made up my mind 100 percent to retire. But then I had one last conversation with Jamie, and she made me realize two things. 1. Christian Carter isn't even worthy of shining my damn boots. It would be a crime if he was the one who got to claim he ended my career, I could not allow that. and 2. I still have more to accomplish.

SG: What more do you have to accomplish?

MF: Well, first of all, I'd like at least one more run with the OOWF Championship. In my first reign, outside of the match with Mai, I don't think I had as many great matches as I should have. I had very good matches of course, but not the Match of the Year contenders I thought I would have. I can do better. But also, look back at my career Gene: OOWF World Champion, Intercontinental Champion, Onslaught Champion, DDT Champion, Invitational Winner, Tag Team Invitational Winner, Imperial Onslaught Winner... What's missing?

SG: Are you saying you'd like to compete for the Tag Team Championships?

MF: Eventually, yes. But first thing first: This morning I sent a signed, blank contract to Christian Carter. He can fill it in with whatever stipulations he'd like, whenever he likes.

SG: Are you telling me you're challenging Christian Carter for the OOWF World Heavyweight Championship?

MF(Shaking head): No, I want to make sure he accepts the match, so I specified that this be a non title match. This isn't about the Championship, not yet, for now this is about revenge. Whatever it takes to get him into the ring.

SG: And are you up for that physically?

Matt laughs.

MF: Man, I just had a month off without someone trying to beat the hell out of me. I feel the best physically that I have in probably 2 years. I'm tanned, rested and ready to go. Now Jamie and I would like to address two more points, if you don't mind.

SG: Of course.

MF: Maybe it's because I'm a college drop out, I don't know, but there's a lot in this world I don't understand. For instance, I don't understand how in 2014 that racist assholes such as Donald Sterling still exist in this world. I don't understand how Dom Capers still has a job after his defense giving up approximately 975 trillion yards in the last 3 playoff losses combined. But you know what confuses me most of all? Someone please tell me what in the HELL Chris Evans is talking about. Greatest Wrestler in the History of the sport? Gold standard of wrestling? Being the only match on the card that matters? Seriously Chris? Last I looked, my record against you is something like 15-1. I mean seriously, what are you talking about? You were, at BEST, the 4th best wrestler in the New Guard. Good Lord, get a hold of your ego man.

JF: Finally, Matt and I would like to take the time to thank certain people. Starting with Zane Meyers, Chad Madison and Bridgette for seeing to it that all my medical expenses were taken care of. Shug, I can't wait to have dinner with you and the rest of the girls on Thursday and see you all again.

MF: Danny Taylor, you were incredibly kind towards me at a time when I really needed it... even though I did absolutely nothing to deserve it. You're a much better man than I am sir. Thank you.

JF: Mai, as always, thank you for your great friendship. If the OOWF ever does a tour of Australia, or you ever get some time off, I've gotta show you around Sydney sometime. There's a little boutique there that you'd just love.

MF: And to all the fans out there who sent letters and cards, or brought signs to live events, we thank you. Thank you for not letting whatever your opinion is of me effect what you think about Jamie.

"Battle Without Honor or Humanity" plays and the couple make their way to the back.

SG: Russ and Razz, back to you.

FADE

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Christian Carter

Christian Carter finally gets back to his private office, when he turns on OOWF-TV...he watches as Matt Folz comes out and starts his promo...when he's done Carter looks confused...

CC: I didn't get an open contrac...

Before he could finish a Manila Envelope slides under his door...with the OOWF logo on it, Carter realizes it has to be the contract...

CC: Fucking writers!

All of a sudden Kayfabe comes flying in and Gibb slaps Carter in the back of the head!

CC: So Matty wants to fight...wants a bit of revenge...

Just then Alexis comes into view...

AD: What's this?

CC: Matthew wants to play...

AD: He wants you to pick a stipulation?

CC: Yep...I'm half temped...

AD: As your manager, you know I cannot let you fight Matt Folz...he's a danger to you, to us, and to the cause...

CC: Wait...your my manager?

AD: Yes, filed the paperwork to Nathans office...Officially I cannot be barred from ringside during your matches...not without probable cause that is...and he cannot deny me being your manager

CC: Does that mean I have to tag with your brother, because you know, we don't quite get along so well...

A grin comes on Lexi's face.

CC: So, as my manger, you say no...what about my...you know?

AD: Well as for that...

Alexis whispers in Carter's ear, as a big grin smears across his face... She gets back, and walks off the camera, as Carter looks at the Ninjacam...

CC: Matthew, you should have stayed gone from the OOWF...you should have taken that severance pay, and retired early to the home country of your wife, and live happily ever after...unfortunately for you, I think coming back was a mistake on your part, but we both know you don't think before you act...do you Matthew...YOU don't think at all.

As for your contract...I'll think about it...don't expect an answer soon...I wouldn't want you come back and me end your career for good...because I will do it Matthew, whether you like it or not...You've had an illustrious career here in the OOWF Matthew...championship gold after championship gold...hell if you can find a person who actually likes you, perhaps you can get that tag team gold that has eluded you. But as for my OOWF World Heavyweight Championship, it will be a cold day in hell before you take it from me...

Alexis comes back into view...

AD: This time Matthew, don't let you mouth get your wife in trouble...or perhaps next time, she doesn't walk again...

CC: Welcome back...I'm sure it's going to be a short visit!

Camera fades...

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Shane Tuska

The screen switches to a biker bar somewhere on the road between Slapout, AL and Sopchoppy, FL. There are a few TVs dispersed about the place, all tuned in to OOWF's MidWeek Mayhem. A video rcap of the card has just begun. 

Spider McNulty enters the scene and takes a seat at the bar. He looks up at the TV and grins, a slender ray of sunshine on a battered road map of a face. His head is freshly shaven, converse to the unruly beard he sports. He moves his sunglasses up and signals the barkeep. He's older now, but his arms and shoulders are still like huge slabs of beef that his shirt sleeves strain to contain. He gets his frosty brew and takes a sip, looking nonchalantly to his left. He suddenly very nearly does a spit take and slams his beer on the bar. 

McNulty: Jake Walker?!!

Seated down the bar from McNulty is large fellow with shoulder length hair, another wild beard and a jagged scar on his face. He looks up from his drink and laughs.

Walker: Spider my brother! What brings you to this hell hole?

The two men shake hands and slap each other on the back. 

McNulty: Just passin' through. Got a few dates with Gulf Coast. Trying my hand at managing.

Walker lifts an eyebrow.

Walker: You? A manager? What has the world come to?

McNulty: (laughs) You bet your ass. I'm gettin' too old for this stuff. 

McNulty motions to the TVs, still recapping the Blood On The Walls PPV.

McNulty: The big leagues ain't callin' anymore, and I got a tag team that looks pretty good down there, so I figured I'd give it a shot. I can still be under the lights but not getting my ass kicked, so it's a win-win. 

Walker nods in agreement. McNulty chugs some of his drink, looking up at the screen. He nearly does another spit take as Shane Tuska appears on the screen, hitting the Silencer on Rory Albright at the PPV for the pin. 

McNulty: HOLY HOT CRAP! Is that Shane Tuska?!!

McNulty's jaw drops and he turns to Walker.

Walker: Indeed it is, hombre. He's been with OOWF for a few weeks now. News to you?

McNulty: (still staring at the screen, bewildered) Hell yes. Lost track of him after he went to Mexico. Is he still... nuts?

Walker: It would seem so. No evidence to the contrary.

The TV screens in the bar go to commercial, and McNulty shakes his head as if coming out of a fog. 

McNulty: Talk about a ghost from the past. I thought for sure Tuska was dead by now. He did some wild shit in Mexico.

Walker: And Japan. And Colombia, too, I hear. Kids got brass balls and a few loose screws. OOWF was in town not too long ago, and the Saints were asking about him.

McNulty drains the last of his drink and waves down the bartender for another. 

McNulty: They might want to steer clear. Tuska's bad news. 

Walker: (chuckles) Well, too late for that. LD's in a four way dance with Tuska tonight!

McNulty nods and then tugs at his beard. He looks back up at the TV and clears his throat.

McNulty: I know you're tight with the Saints, and I respect that 'cause I respect you, but... Tuska's damaged goods. Tell 'em they need to steer clear. 

Walker: (chuckles again) Well, that ain't their style. They wouldn't listen anyway. 

Walker claps McNulty on the shoulder and sits down on the stool next his old friend. 

Walker: Next round's on me, Spider my boy. Let's drink one for the old days, and see how this all plays out. 

The two men watch as the show starts. Fade.

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Firewoman

Firewoman is STANDING~! ... awkwardly ... in a medical-type setting. Miranda comes in.

MW: Hey, should you be standing?

FW: I have a match tomorrow. It's going to be hard to win it from here.

MW: Where's Alex?

FW: I think he went to get the car. *Fire teeters a little bit* Why are you here?

MW: I wanted to see how you are.

FW: I'm fine. Sit down.

Miranda sits as she is told, oddly, and Fire eventually gives up this whole crazy moving around business and sits down. The phone rings, and Fire answers it.

FW: Hello?.....Yeah, I'm fine, just a few scrapes.......ribs are FINE, Lucas........What?....no, *I* will be back later today and will *continue* to sell more merch than you.....yes I do....Yes I DO!.....whatever.

Fire slams the phone down, but you can slighly hear Stank laughing before the line disconnects.

MW: You guys have a weird relationship.

FW: What the heck were you doing in your match?

MW: Um...trying to win?

FW: No no, before that....threatening Juni.

MW: Oh that...well....I'm sorry, Fire, but after what he did to you, to everyone...but to you....he just shouldn't be allowed in this company or any other.

FW: Kinda hard when he owns it to kick him out. Not that we didn't try.

MW: Well, still...

Miranda displays some barely contained rage that Fire hasn't seen before, but doesn't appear to be too surprised by either.

FW: It's not your fight.

MW: Well...

FW: No well. It's. Not. Your. Fight.

FW:  You need to pay attention to your own battles and not get mixed up in mine.

MW: But--

FW: No buts. Your dad stayed out of it because he knew it wasn't his fight, it was mine. Don't think for a second that had I not said the word.....

MW:  But Tytan--

FW:  That was...different....Stay out of it.  Meet him in the ring when you have to but no getting revenge on my behalf.  I mean, I DID set him on fire in a cage match, so I think we're even.

MW: Okay....

Miranda does not really mean "okay."

FW: Having said that....you did really well against him.

MW: Yeah?

FW: Yes.

MW: THANKS!

Miranda is happier now. Fire smiles a little bit too, and then suppresses it.

FW: However, that was Ecosystem on pure wrestling mode. Not evil-wanting-to-make-a-statement mode. So next time--

MW: I know.... I know... I'll keep my eyes open. Don't forget, I'm a Williams and--

FW: You can believe me, Miranda, that I remember that every time. I wouldn't have agreed to take you on if you weren't.

Fire holds out her hand and the two fistbump.

MW: See ya back at the suites?

FW: Yep, should be there shortly.

Miranda leaves and Fire attempts to stand up again, but then thinks better of it, holding her side, and sits back down.

[wyattcox]

Alexander Darling

*Pittsburgh, PA*

Alexander is driving the McLaren with Fire trying to find a way to get comfortable in the passenger seat. She looks over at the dashboard and sighs.

Alex: What?

Fire: You drive like a grandmother.

Alex: First of all, I do not. We're going 80. Second of all, just because I don't have a death wish via vehicle is no reason to disparage my driving ability. And third of all, stop squirming. You're distracting me.

Fire sits quietly which lasts all of three seconds.

Fire: Has anyone ever mentioned how conversationally anally retentive you are?

Alex: Conversationally what?

Fire: You heard me. You always have to make sure your points are in a specific order and you get all flustered if someone throws off your plan.

Alex: If you say so.

And once again, Fire sits quietly. This time for five whole seconds.

Fire: Are we gonna talk about it?

Alex: Talk about what?

Fire: Don't play dumb. You know exactly what.

Alex: Oh, you must mean the fact that my wife and twin sister are trying to kill each other. Nah, I was thinking if I avoid it, it'd just go away. That's working with your thing right?

Fire stares daggers into the side of Alexander's head...

Fire: She started it.

Alex: Really, that's what you're using as your defense.

Fire: I didn't know I'd need to defend myself.

Alex: That's not what I...Look, I know better than to try and stop you when you get something in your mind. You think she's trying to hurt me. You want to defend me. And even without that, the two of you have always had this bubbling under the surface. So, even if I tried to tell you not, it wouldn't stop you and whatever's going on with her, it wouldn't stop her. It's not like either of you have ever listened to me anyway.

Fire: So, you're not mad...

Alex: Of course I'm mad. But I'm not mad at you. Or her. Or maybe I am. I still don't get it and I'm done trying to. I have one goal now. And it's to get my hands on the guy behind all this anyway.

Fire: Carter.

Alex: Yes. Christian Carter. He's made his fair share of enemies since he got here...Ghosthead, Matt Folz, Mai...but at the end of the day, it's going to be me who ruins his new world order.

Fire: And if your sister gets involved in trying to protect him even more?

Alex: I...repeat I, will deal with that. Your thing with her needs to be about you and her. It can't be about me.

Fire just nods and looks out the window as she watches the scenery for a few actual quiet moments. Suddenly the exit for Panic flies by and Fire turns towards her husband.

Fire: We just missed the exit.

Alex: No we didn't. We're meeting someone somewhere.

Fire: Okay...

We get a time warp as Alex pulls up to the following building:


Alex: We're here.

Fire: Um...why?

Alex just shakes his head as he steps out of the car and rushes around to open Fire's door.

Alex: Don't complain about me helping please.

Fire: Fine. So why are we here besides it being a very tall building.

Alex: Besides that, someone wants to talk to you.

Alex & Fire enter the cathedral and Alex knocks on a door and Father Lou opens it and Alex extends his hand for a shake.

Fire: Oh...hey Father.

Alex: I'll leave you two alone for a while. Come get on the roof when you're done.

*Fade*

[wyattcox]

DK Murphy

*DK Murphy is doing military presses while looking at the mirror in the Spin Hansen Memorial Training Center. When he finishes, he looks like he wants to throw the weights at the mirror,but he doesn't because he is not a jerk or a lunk, so he sets the weights down on the rack carefully*

DK: Moosehead Jack, this is on you. When I first came to the OOWF, I gave you the respect you deserve as a Hall of Fame champion. Now, not so much.

*Scheme Gene walks in*

SG: DK Murphy, your thoughts about Moosehead Jack?

DK: The censors at OOWF TV have enough work to do.

[wyattcox]

Ecosystem

As Alexander goes to grab a book from the car before climbing on the chapel roof, Ecosystem drives up to him.

Alex: You have got to be kidding me.

Eco: Alex, I need your help.

Alex: You can't talk to Fire.

Eco: No no, your help. Alexis and Christian jumped Mai.

Alex: Of course. Is she okay?

Eco: The trainer said she'd be okay, though she got knocked for a loop. It's just that...I know what I'm supposed to do when I'm all full of wrath and vengeance...but I forgot what to do when I'm acting like...you know...

Alex: Like a what?

Eco: ...like you.

Alex: And what do I act like?

Eco: You know, a....gee, this is awkward to say...I'm trying to act like a....you remember the thing that Hulk Hogan was, after he beat the Iron Sheik--

Alex: Say no more.

Alex reaches into his car and pulls out The Face's Guide To Wrestling. Eco grabs the book and flips through it.

Eco: Thank you very much. B, B for Baby Kissing, B for Backstage Attacks. Here we go.

"Don't do anything in response, be the bigger man...

Alex: Well, that's that.

Eco: "...unless they go after your family, then kidnap and torture them."

Eco looks up at Alexander.

Eco: Why is this second part appended in pen?

Alex: ...It was a update to the book but they didn't want to make people spend money on a new edition?

Eco: ...

Alex: ...

Eco: ...I might go for something milder.

Alex: That sounds good.

FADE

[wyattcox]

Chloe

(It's the Mayhem Pre-show, and an interviewer is on the stage talking to Awesome Bill from Dawsonville, Mason Jar in hand.)

SFJ: I'm speaking with Awesome Bill from Dawsonville, and Bill, you have to be disappointed with your match tonight.

ABFD: Shoot, yeah, That Danny fella is good ol' boy. Losin to him ain't no bad thang, though.

SFJ: No, Bill, you didn't lose to him.

ABFD: You mean, I beat him? WHOOO! No wonder Ellie May let me have an extra jar of PCPL.

SFJ: No, Bill. You didn't have a match with Danny. It was cancelled.

ABFD: It were, why for?

SFJ: He was hit by a car in the parking lot. Twice.

ABFD: Twice? Did it hurt the car?

SFJ: No, but they took Danny to the hospital. No word on who did it.

ABFD: It had to be them Shark Draculas.

SFJ: Bill, it wasn't....

(Suddenly we hear...



...and the SFJ bails out. Bill, not knowing any better, starts trying to dance. But from behind Chloe comes up and delivers a blow to the back of Bill's head with her cast. Bill stumbles forward and drops the Mason Jar. As a hole begins to be eaten into the stage Bill turns and Chloe drives the cast into his stomach and Bill loses all the PCPL all over the stage and drops to his knees. More damage is being inflicted on the stage by the regurgitation but Chloe puts a stop to it with an uppercut using the cast. Chloe steps on Bill's chest and the referee appears to administer a three count.)

WINNER and Still DDTIronperson Heavy Metal Champion – Chloe

(Chloe grabs the microphone dropped by the SFJ and steps back from the disintegrating wood.)

One more of her friends bites the dust. Tonight, Jack and I team with the Suicide Kings to take on the drunken Irish and the Texas Dumbleweeds. Tonight we'll tear through the drunks and the measuring sticks like this crap on the stage. Trust me.

(Chloe dashes off stage as the medical staff in hazmat gear tries to get Bill off the stage and we fade)

[wyattcox]

Crusher Stan Fulton

FADE in off to the side of the interview area where Chloe steps down. Waiting there is The Crusher Stan Fulton.

Ch: “Hey Stan. Getting ready for your big World title match?”

Fulton sighs.

Ch: “That didn't sound promising. What’s up?”

SF: “Apathy. That’s what’s up.”

Ch: “These fans? Screw ‘em. We’re the Saints of Sinners. We don’t need them.”

SF: “I wasn't talking about the fans.”

Ch: “Who us?”

SF: “No, Chloe. Not you or the rest of the Saints either. I’m talking about me. I've become apathetic to all of this.”

Chloe looks concerned as the two of them start walking back to the Saints locker room.

Ch: “Stan, whatever it is that’s bothering you, Moose and the rest of the Saints can fix it.”

Fulton lays a gentle hand on Chloe’s shoulder.

SF: “If only you could. I’m no use to the Saints; haven’t been since I joined. I've been in no match of any consequence. I’m no use to the OOWF and I’m no use to me either.”

Ch: “You fight for the OOWF World Heavyweight Championship tonight. How can that be of no use?”

Fulton gestures off camera and from that direction walks Kayfabe. Chloe growls a bit at Kay, but Fulton puts a stop to any violence.

SF: “You know Kay is one of my employees. I know what she knows. I know that this match I’m in tonight is really between the champion and one who’s been battling him for months: Ghosthead. I’m only there to give one of them someone to pin who isn't the other one.”

Fulton goes to shake Kay’s hand and she pulls him into a hug full of sorrow and regret. She gently pats Fulton on the cheek, then turns and walks away into the darkness.

Ch: “OK. Even for me that was creepy.”

Fulton almost cracks a smile at that.

SF: “Moose needs you. Moose needs LD and Stank. He’ll never say any of those things, but it’s true nonetheless.”

Fulton looks like he’s watching something a million miles away.

SF: “I’ll be forever grateful to Moose for all he’s done. Tearing away that façade of piety. Giving me what the OOWF never did: respect and a family. You are my brothers and sisters. But I think it might be time to hang it up. I'm not feeling I'm doing Moose any good like this.”

Ch: “Let’s go talk to Moose first.”

Fulton smiles at Chloe as if at his own daughter and they walk down the hallway to the Saints locker room as we FADE.

[wyattcox]

Ecosystem

Christian Carter is walking down the hallway to the bathroom when Ecosystem jumps down from the ceiling and PUNCHES Carter in the face! Carter goes dow and Eco pumps his fist.

Eco: BAM! Punched you in the face! You totally didn't think you were going to get punched in the face when you were going to the bathroom, but you did, and now your face probably hurts a lot!

Carter grabs a lead pipe from the side.

Carter: You want to strike me in the face rather than stab me in the back with your backstage politics? Fine...let's go. I don't need the Kings to take you out.

Eco: What? I don't want to fight.

Carter: You just punched me in the face.

Eco: Yeah, but I don't want to fight. Fighting involves a lot of punches, you might hit me back, that's just a whole mess. I really just wanted to punch you in the face.

Carter: I'm not going to just let you punch me in the face!

Eco: But weren't you going to the bathroom just now? Isn't that more important? Besides, when did I even punch you in the face?

Carter: TEN SECONDS AGO!

Eco: Why you bringing up old stuff? I could bring up the fact that you jumped my sister the other day, but I try not to hold onto grudges like that. You should try to let go of negative feelings.

Carter swings the pipe at Eco. Eco dodges...and runs away.

Eco: Can't catch me! Way too fast!

Carter is about to give chase...but then looks back at the bathroom. He shakes his head and ducks inside.


Carter: First things first.

FADE

[wyattcox]

Firewoman

Backstage, in the Hallway of Random Encounters, Fire comes face to face with Mai Muyo.

Mai: Fire.

FW: Mai.

Mai: So, tonight...

FW: Do you know why I wear this, Mai?

Fire points to the friendship bracelet Mai gave her, that matches the one Mai wears.

Mai: To be honest? Not really. It doesn't seem like your thing.

FW: It isn't. None of this is, between us. I don't "do" friendship.

Mai: Oh...I...

FW: But you didn't care about that. You gave it to me anyway. You knew who I was, what I was, and where I had been, and you gave me something that was important to you. And that...I shall always respect and honor.

Mai: Oh....wow, I--

FW: I never had any friends until I came here, and I'm not always sure who is one now...but I know you are one.

Mai: Fire! Thanks, that's....that's amazing, thank you!

FW: You're welcome.

Mai: So......tonight....

FW: Right. Nothing is stopping me from getting to Alexis. If I have to go through you, I will.

Fire brushes past Mai down the hall.

Mai: Right, well...Okay then.

[wyattcox]

Stank



*Ecosystem runs giggling to himself past Stank in the hallway. Stank simply rolls his eyes and shakes his head as he stops and peeks inside Texpress's locker room.*

Stank - Yo! Is Miranda in here?

*Stank shuts the door fast as we hear objects slam up against it. After the clattering settles down Stank peeks his head back inside.*

Stank - A simple fucking "NO" would have sufficed!

*Stank slams the door shut once again as more objects bang and shatter up against it. He slowly shakes his head and continues down the hallway to Banned From Everywhere's locker room. He knocks then enters spying Justin Sane making googly eyes at Miranda.*

Stank - Oh. THERE you are.

Justin - Boss! Can I borrow--

*Stank reaches in his pocket and pulls out his wallet. He fishes out a five dollar bill and hands it Justin.*

Justin - Thanks Boss!

*Justin walks over toward Awesome Bill to show him his new, crisp, five dollar bill.*

Miranda - It doesn't take much, huh?

Stank - Not at all.

Miranda - You wanted to talk to me?

Stank - Yeah... let's sit.

*Stank shoos Drunkey out of the way of two chairs set in a quiet corner and sits. Miranda follows suit in the chair next to his. They sit in silence for a few moments.*

Miranda - So... what?

Stank - What?

Miranda - I don't know. You wanted to talk. Why are we just sitting here?

Stank - Oh... right... listen. I know you and I have barely spoke since you arrived in the OOWF.

Miranda - I seem to recall you kicking my ass in an underground cage fight. Maybe that's why.

Stank - That was before I knew who you were! You can blame your dad for that one!

Miranda - Would it have made a difference?

Stank - ... ..

Miranda - ...

Stank - No.

Miranda - Okay then, good talk.

Stank - No. No. Look that's not what I-- listen that's all water under the bridge.

Miranda - Maybe for you.

Stank - You're still holding a grudge? Didn't you attack me first?

Miranda - That was before I knew who you were.

Stank - What???

Miranda - So that does sound like bullshit, doesn't it?

Stank - Oh for fu-- just shut up and listen.

Miranda - I'm all ears.

Stank - Look I-- Your father and I are like brothers. 

Miranda - So?

Stank - So you being his daughter and all--

Miranda - Please don't tell me you are going to take it easy on me.

Stank - Fuck no. I still remember our Onslaught match together. Trust me. I'm going to beat your ass.

Miranda - You'll try.

Stank - I either will, or I won't... there is no try.

Miranda - Fine Yoda, bring it!

Stank - I WILL! 

Miranda - GOOD!

Stank - GOOD!

*The two glare at one another as seconds of silence tick by.*

Miranda - Was there something else?

Stank - I'm-- I'm trying to reach out to you here, kid.

Miranda - Oh. I'm sorry. Would you like for me to start calling you Uncle Stank?

Stank - You know... I don't think I appreciate your snarky tone.

Miranda - What are you going to do about it?

*Stank narrows his eyes and slowly rises to his feet. Miranda likewise.*

Stank - I'm gong to call your grandma.

Miranda - You know Francesca?

Stank - Who? No. LD's momma... you know. Ma?

Miranda - Oh... go ahead. I don't care. She doesn't scare me.

Stank - Really? Cause she scares me... and just about everyone on the roster who's had the misfortune of crossing paths with her.

Miranda - 

Stank - I don't know why I bothered. Here I am... trying to be nice to you, and--

Miranda - Okay, Okay I'm sorry. Even though you tried to beat up most of the friends I've made in the OOWF I apologize for being rude to you.

Stank - I haven't-- Have I?

*Miranda nods her head.*

Stank - Who?

Miranda - Seriously? Let's go down the list. Firewoman. Chad. Justin. Bill. Dee Murphy. Tommy--

Stank - NAW, not Tommy Wilder!

Miranda - Yeah.

Stank - Tommy fucking Wilder? Our opponent for tonight? THAT Tommy Wilder?

Miranda - Is there another one I don't know about?

Stank - You consider that motherfucker a friend?

Miranda - Yes.

Stank - Ugh, Miranda...

Miranda -  What?

Stank - Miranda? C'mon, girl... Tommy Wilder? Ew... really?

Miranda - What's the problem?

Stank - I-- I- I can't- I can't talk to you. 

*Stank starts to walk away.*

Stank - I'm taking this donkey.

*Stank grabs the leash around Drunkette and begins to lead her out the door. Drunkey trots over, but Stank holds a hand up stopping the animal cold.*

Stank - No! Not you. Just her.

*Drunkey droops his head down in disappointment as Stank walks past with Drunkette in tow. Miranda simply stares incredulous as Stank and Drunkette exit the locker room. Awesome Bill wanders by, clueless.*

ABFD - What's goin on?

Miranda - Stank... just walked out with your donkey?

ABFD - Oh NO! DRUNKY!

Miranda - No not Drunky. Drunkette.

ABFD - What'r you talkin bout, sister? There's Drukette right there!

Miranda - That's Elijay.

ABFD - What? Oh... thank God.

Miranda -

ABFD -

Miranda - ... ... I don't even want to know.

FADE

[wyattcox]

Moosehead Jack


<Stan and Chloe walk into the Saints locker room where Moose is sitting with his head back and eyes closed, almost in a trance like state. Without opening his eyes....>

MHJ: Chloe......Stan......how the hell are ya?

<Stan just gives Chloe a look and she shrugs>

MHJ: Chloe.....can you leave Stan and I for a moment?

Chloe: Yes Jack

<Chloe leaves and Moose finally opens his eyes and motions for Stan to sit down. They sit in silence for a moment, Stan seems to be getting a little uncomfortable when Moose speaks>

MHJ: You are doubting yourself

<Stan just stares at Moose for a minute without saying anything, then finally responds>

SF: I feel like I am not doing the Saints any good

MHJ: <picking up HDB and running his fingers through the barbed wire> Stan.....what are you?

SF: What am I?

MHJ: Yes. What are you?

SF: <thinking for a minute> I am a professional wrestler

MHJ: More specifically......

SF: I am a professional wrestler for the OOWF

MHJ: More

SF: I am a professional wrestler for the OOWF, who is a member of the Saints of Sinners

MHJ: More

SF: <looking at Moose hard> I am a professional wrestler for the OOWF, who is a member of the Saints of Sinners, I am almost four hundred pounds of anger and fury

MHJ: And how many Saints are there?

SF: Five

MHJ: And how many wrestlers are there in the OOWF?

SF: counting the Job Squad? hundreds

MHJ: Do you think you being here is an accident?

SF: I......

MHJ: <sitting on the edge of his chair and looking Stan right in the eyes with a burning fury> You are the Crusher Stan Fulton. You are a Grand Slam champion. You are a Saint of Sinners. You being here is no accident Stan. This.....THIS is what you were born to do. I want you to consider something I have told Chloe many times......don't think.....just act. Just do. You think too much. You concern yourself with your place, your spot, your future, your past. All of that is irrelevant. All there is is right now, and right now, Stan Fulton is going to bring the OOWF world heavyweight title to the Saints

<Stan's eyes go a little wide and he leans back in his chair and looks at Moose>

SF: Ghost is Stank's brother

MHJ: And we all respect Ghost's talent and ability, but being Stank's brother gets him no more special treatment than Miranda or Fire. Do what needs to be done.

SF: And Carter.....once a Saint, always a Saint, right?

MHJ: Carter is a King. He will always be regarded as a Saint, but the Kings are his priority. He brought in Alexis, and he has what we want. Do what needs to be done. You were chosen for this Stan. Be the Crusher. Be what I know you can be. Don't think, just do. Don't think about the past, don't concern yourself with the future, go to that ring and do what you do best......hurt people......and bring that title home to the Saints

<Stan thinks about this for a minute and looks down at the floor. When he looks back up an new intensity burns in his eyes>

SF: Yes Jack

<Moose smirks and lights up a cigar and takes a deep drink, then offers the bottle to Stan as we fade>

[wyattcox]

Stank

*Stank peeks his head back into Banned From Everywhere's locker room.*

Stank - Oh I nearly forgot to tell you .

Miranda - What?

Stank - I want each and everyone of you to buy my T-Shirt..

ABFD - Bring back Drunkette!

Stank - No. Also, you can purchase one of my Todd McFarlane Stank Action Figures. Remember! The Stank action figure!

Justin - Sure Boss. Can I borrow five dollars?

*Stank reaches in his pocket and tosses a five in the room.*

ABFD - Bring back Drunkette!

Stank - No!

*Stank slams the door shut and leaves.*

[wyattcox]

Firewoman

Stank turns around and sees Fire standing there with her hands on her hips.

FW: That's cheating.

S: No it isn't.

FW: Threatening people to buy your stuff?

S: I don't have time--

FW: Besides, you're going to need more than five people to catch up with me.

S: I am just trying to enhance my lead.

FW: Whatever.

S: Whatever, YOURSELF.

Stank stalks away. Fire looks at him in disgust for a bit, and then knocks on the door. Elijay opens it.

E: Yes?

FW: Here.

Fire produces a whole bunch of Firewoman headbands from behind her back.

E: Gee, but...what are these for?

FW: Who cares? Just...um...give 'em to kids. Yeah.

E: Awesome!

Elijay goes back in and Fire turns around to see Lucky.

L: Really?

FW: Whatever, Alex never checks his credit card statements.

FADE