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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:14:59 GMT -5
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem Live! From Istanbul, Turkey January 14, 2014 Non-Title MatchAlexander Darling vs. Matt Folz Steel Cage MatchStank vs. Rory Albright Power is Banned From RingsideChloe vs. Shane Tuska Chloe is Banned From RingsidePower vs. Dee Murphy Tytan & Ecosystem vs. Ghosthead & Spider McNulty LD Williams & Miranda Williams vs. Alexis Darling & Christian Carter Tommy Wilder vs. Mai Muyo vs. DK Murphy vs. Dre Gaines Moosehead Jack & Firewoman vs. TBA card subject to They Might Be Giants changing the name of the city again |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:18:00 GMT -5
Soon after Mayhem, the OOWF champions head to the airport and board the Ewing Jet. The plane takes off, and flies uneventfully to Connecticut. It might have to stop to fuel sometimes, I don't know how that works. They leave the plane and get into a set of limousines that take them to a nondescript office building. The OOWF Contingent walks in to find the WWE Champions and Eric O Mac sitting at a large table. They sit down across from them. Jericho is at the head of the table, kind of in the middle. There's a big awkward pause all the way around. Finally, Eric starts.EOM: I think we all know why we're here. It is about time for you to accept that OOWF is going to be purchased by WWE and-- GMtN: No. Never. EOM: Nate...don't get short with me- OOC: Sorry, I couldn't resist...anyway...Y2J: Okay, enough. Now...The WWE Champions have come up with a solution. Since the suits in the offices can't settle this, we'll do it the old fashioned way, in the ring. Our champions against yours. Winner takes all. MW: So if we win, we get the WWE? Jericho and the WWE Superstars laugh.Y2J: No, no no no.....if OOWF wins, WWE agrees to never attempt a take over again. MHJ: As if we'd believe that. EoM: Nope. It'd be all legal like. Not that it'd even remotely happen. FW: Fine, and if WWE wins? There's a pause.EoM: We take your titles...your video library....your merchandising....your contracts....and your company. Basically OOWF becomes another show on WWE Network-- All the WWE champions turn to the camera and with thumbs up say:AlltheChamps: STILL only 9.99!! EoM: And of course, we wouldn't need ALL of you, but-- GMtN: Fine. How do we split it up. We can't go head to head since that would mean Alex would fight himself-- AD: I'll take Firewoman. Everyone looks up in shock, including Firewoman.GMtN: No, since she's Intercontinental Champion, she should go against Barrett. AD: Firewoman. Everyone starts kind of talking at once, arguing, and finally Firewoman yells.FW: You got it. That brings a hush to the room, that is broken by Moose.MHJ: Absolutely not. FW: Moose! MHJ: Fire...you said yourself that....you're just not sure of yourself where HE is involved. There is no way I'm letting you get in the ring alone with him. FW: I can handle-- AD: Aw, Fire...letting your big brother fight your battles for you? FW: * look of death* You want I should just take you out right here and now? Tensions appear to be getting ready to boil over again, before Jericho regains order.Y2J: Why not make it a tag team. Fire and Moose vs. Alexander and.... AD: Just make it Paul. MHJ: Who? AD: Triple H. FW: * rolls eyes* Fine. MHJ: Fine. AD: Fine. GMtN: He's not a champion though. MHJ: It's FINE, Nate. C: What about the tag teams then? Uso1: Yeah, I was looking forward to seeing how bad ass you THINK you are. MHJ: We can put any of the Saints in there. Freebird rules. C: But... MHJ: Chloe...you wouldn't be wanting to come between me and my sister.... C: ....no Jack, I'm sorry. Chloe looks down while Fire smirks.Nate: I think Miranda and Nikki. MW: Are you kidding? I'm way better than some glorified underwear model. NB: Say that to my face! MW: I think I just DID. EoM: Okay, fine, that seems to work. Tytan and Barrett. Tyt: Oh yeah...There's some bad news for you, Wade. Barr: It would be my pleasure, you muscle-headed freak. Uso2: So we get the she-male in a handicapped match? Chloe: Wouldn't be much of a fair fight for you, you might want to get a third. Uso1: Uh huh. Chloe: I want Carter. CC: I knew it. Sorry, babe, you can't handle-- Chloe: For Stan. Another tense moment.CC: Bring it. I'll send you to the hospital with him. EoM: Okay, that leaves the Usos with no dance partners. I guess you just forfeit that one. GMtN: No, we'll bring in the Murphys. EoM: That voids the agreement though, this is champion v. champ-- GMtN: It doesn't void anything. Triple H isn't a champion either. Eric and Nate start arguing, and pretty soon everyone is jawing with their dance partners, with the exception of Moose, Fire, and Alex. Alex and Moose simply glare at each other, and Fire just appears to be kind of detached from the whole thing. Finally--EoM: Okay FINE. Y2J: Okay, that's settled. We'll work out the rest of the card later. Here's the papers. He passes out clipboards and pens and everyone signs. Y2J: Okay...so that we keep it in the ring, we will leave separately. WWE folks first. FW: Of course.... They walk out....Alexander is last and turns to Fire.AD: Be ready, wifey. It's almost over. FW: Thank the gods. He looks like he is thinking about something else, but a look from Moose brings a smirk to his face, so he leaves.
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:19:12 GMT -5
(Tytan walks out of the meeting and is greeted by Ecosystem.) Eco: Tytan it seems like the band is slowly coming back together. Tytan: We're no band and Firewoman doesn't need to be part of this. Eco: I have ways... Tytan: We're not going there again. Especially since it worked so well last time. Besides I was wondering how long it would be before I saw you here. Eco: (Shocked) Do you still don't think I have a part of this. Tytan: It still wouldn't surprise me, and when it does I'll be the first one to kill you. Eco: Still staying to the code are you? Tytan: Someone around here has to keep a straight head. Eco: So next week we get Ghosthead and Spider. Tytan: Whatever you do don't pull that crap you've done in the past with not taking tags or not getting your hands dirty. Eco: Come on Tytan. You know me better then that I wouldn't do that to you. My last partner...well we know how that worked out. Well at least they know you do stand on the side of the OOWF contingent. Not that they would remember that. Tytan: Screw you. Eco: So are you trying to make that your new catch phrase. Tytan: If it works. Eco: But you can do so much better than that. You know I still have that Glacier Pyro, Costume and stuff. Tytan: Save that for whatever crazy things you do on your time off. I don't want to know that. So what are you doing here? Got a meeting yourself? Eco: No, I told you it's not me. I wanted to see how it went with the Champion meeting and how this whole thing is going to end. Tytan: Blood...plenty of blood. Eco: As long as no one dies. It will be good for business. Tytan: You are a sick man. Eco: But you are the one that still here so what does that make you? Tytan: Still not trusting anyone. (They begin to walk off.) Eco: We should get some dinner before we head back. FADE |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:20:06 GMT -5
~~~ We open to a shot of Chad Madison standing inside an office. We can see workers behind him painting the walls & doing other construction-y things. He meets up with a guy in a white hard hat & shakes his hand ~~~ Chad: Steve. Good to see you. Looks like things are coming along nicely. Steve: Yes sir. Office & classrooms should be finished today & tomorrow. The weight room is done, all that remains there is to actually bring in the benches, racks and things like that. Chad: Good good. Steve: We hit a little snag in the arena. Some of the seating arrived damaged, so I was thinking we'd skip the lower sections until the replacements arrive. Chad: That's fine. Steve: And the ring arrived today. Chad: Yes. 20 x 20, right? Steve: OF course. the turnbuckle pads have not arrived yet, but the rest will be up tonight. Chad: Good. When Zane and & Bridgette get back from their Honeymoon, we start candidate interviews for the school. We will be able to open in a week, right? Steve: I see no reason you couldn't. Chad: Excellent. I can't wait to get this up and running. ~~~ Steve's phone rings, and he turns away to take the call. Chad pulls up the OOWF App and sees the Champions Summit. ~~~ Chad: Damn. Wish it was us taking on the Usos. I know Dee & DK will do the OOWF proud, but still..... ~~~ Fade ~~~ |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:20:51 GMT -5
**L.D. Williams watches the meeting between the OOWF and WWE, then turns to the ever-present ninjacam.** LDW: “OOWF vs. WWE. Winner take all. Not a mention of Stank or L.D. Williams. Nice. A word of warning to the OOWF’s ‘defenders’. don’t screw this up. If you do, that makes you the threat to the OOWF… ...and makes me a threat to you.” <fade> |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:21:18 GMT -5
OOC: patience. Moose is going to drop that other shoe today I think. |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:22:00 GMT -5
(John Ross's private jet lands at Istanbul/Constantinople International Airport. As the OOWF talent pours off the plane there is a small group off to one side waiting. Moose and Chloe come off the plane, and at the bottom of the ramp the pair have a small discussion. Moose nods and Chloe runs off to join the waiting group. They head off to a waiting van and pile in. Meanwhile back at the arena Power is waiting for an interview and talking to Tuska)Tuska: She hung up? Power: Then Dixie called back, Mary Lou told her to call back when she was sober. Tuska: She was mad? Power: Dixie thought re-signing Kur Tangle made her company worth five times the price. Tuska: So the plan is dead? Power: Not hardly. Mary Lou has optioned another company. Wrestling Unlimited. Tuska: But I thought you were banned from that company after you and Chloe had it out there. Power: Well, there were hurt feelings, but nothing that a greenback massage couldn't heal. She's got a couple of solid options on Media that will just... (The SFJ finished her interview with Dre Gaines and calls Power over. Power gives Tuska a big kiss before turning to the interview area.)SFJ: Power, this week you take on Dee Murphy and your sister is banned from Ringside. Power: My sister is feeling froggy, and her puppetmaster is encouraging her to jump. Make no mistake about it, Dee is a solid talent but I can take her one on one. No question about that. SFJ: Your sister has been strangely silent about your challenge. Power: When she's got her backup she's hot stuff, but without them.... (As if on cue the Draculs jump Power three on one. Tuska tries to intervene but finds himself in a Triangle Choke courtesy of Ember Blackpool. Tuska is helpless and shortly begins bleeding from the mouth as he watches the Draculs beat down his partner. The Draculs get Power up for a Triple Powerbomb and she's out. Radu and Vlad pick her up as Tavian grabs a bag of Zipties and restrain the semi-conscious Power. In walks Chloe, paperwork in hand.)Chloe: Sis, sis, sis. You should learn that you are NOT smarter than me. Here's the contract for Dance of Death, signed by me...and your manager. Remember Sunny? She agreed that a Texas Death Match with Fans bringing the Weapons was a good start. But she added a couple of extra stipulations. IF...now that's an IF, mind you, but IF you can beat me, then you and your little love toy over there get a very special Tag Team Title match against Moose and I at End of Days 10. BUT...if you lose to me at Dance of Death...then you and your partner are finished permanently. And don't think you've got any choice in the matter. After all, your Domestic Partner and Manager has committed you to it. Power: You bitch. I should have let Phelps finish you off. Chloe: Oh, sis, how mean. I'm just showing you some tough love. Speaking of tough love, Jack sends his regards and wanted me to give you something special. Power: Fuck him, and fuck you. Chloe: Now, Edra, don't confuse us with your little Shane over there, who right now isn't up to the task...or much of anything else, right Ember? (Blackpool leans back more into the choke and Tuska is out. ) No, sis, Jack sent you a special present. (Chloe reaches into her pocket and pulls out a loaded Coal Miner's glove. Radu and Vlad hold Power as she tries harder to break free.)Chloe: Nighty-night, sis. (Power shakes her head as Chloe leans back and drives a Heartpunch into her sisters chest and Power begins quivering. Chloe nods to Tavian who grabs a cold bucket of water and throws it on Power.)Chloe: Didja like that, sis? One more? Power: (Barely coherent) I...Clio...no...please...not...you know... (Chloe nods to Tavian, who grabs her by the hair)Chloe: Oh, we know, sis. We know. Have a nice nap...maybe even a dirt nap... (Chloe leans back again and Power's eyes get wide as she mouths the words “No, please”. But Chloe hits another Heartpunch. Power's mouth opens wide but nothing comes out and she collapses. Chloe gestures and Radu and Vlad lay her on her back. Power continues to quiver as Chloe looks at Blackpool. Blackpool releases the hold as Tuska quivers, blood still coming from his mouth. Radu and Vlad pick him up and lay Tuska on top of Power. A sick smile comes over Chloe's face. She gets down into both their faces.)Chloe: I hope it was as good for the two of you...as it was for me. Let's go, boys. (Chloe and the Black Hand take off as the scene fades.) |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:22:37 GMT -5
~~~ In front of the OOWF Interview Banner, SFJ#77 is standing with Dre Gaines, decked out in a Black Chicago Bulls #23 Jersey ~~~ SFJ#77: Dre, you came up short in your match this past week Dre: That ain't no thing no mo', ya dig? I didn't get beat & that little ho Alexis had to cheat to get the win. I gots bigger & better to look to this week. SFJ#77: This week is a four way match involving... Dre: 3 bad mofos, dats fo sho. But I'm gonna get the job done, you can belee' dat. All I gotts ta do is step my game up big, like..... G Style. Ya dig? SFJ#77: I.. I think so Dre: Cool. ~~~ Dre Flashes his Big Smile and we fade ~~~ |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:23:34 GMT -5
<everyone on the OOWF roster is gathered backstage before boarding the flight to Istanbul. GM the Nate and Eco are standing behind a podium. Eco looks bored, but Nate has a piece of paper in his hand> GMtN: There has been a lot of speculation over the roll of the non-champions in the upcoming WWE vs. OOWF card. Rest assured, everyone will be fighting for the OOWF at this event. I just got a fax from the WWE contingent finalizing the matches. All told, there will be eleven matches, whichever side wins six matches wins it all. I cannot stress the importance of this card enough, I have complete faith in all of you, I know, I KNOW, that in the ring, you guys blow them out of the water, but be aware, weird things can happen. So, without further delay, since we have a plane to catch, here is the lineup for the OOWF vs. WWE card scheduled for January 21: Moosehead Jack & Firewoman vs. Alexander Darling & HHH Miranda Williams vs. Nikki Bella Murphy's Law vs. The Usos War GamesStank, LD Williams, Matt Folz & Tommy Wilder vs. Alexis Darling, Rory Albright, Roman Reigns & Seth Rollins Chloe vs. Christian Carter Tytan vs. Wade Barrett Ecosystem vs. John Cena Mai Muyo & Ghosthead vs. Bray Wyatt & Dean Ambrose Strength in Silence & Spider McNulty vs. New Day Dre Gaines vs. Rusev Banned From Everywhere vs. The Ascension GMtN: Ok, there it is. Now, everyone, let's head to the airport, we have a flight to catch |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:24:49 GMT -5
Fade in to Matt Folz standing next to LD and Stank as they all read the card. MF: I'm well aware that the three of us have a history that's rarely been pleasant. But this is different, this is for the very survival of this company. As far as I'm concerned, everything that has happened between myself and the Five or myself and the Saints, I'm willing to temporarily erase that shit from existence. THE ONLY thing that matters is winning that match. You two gentlemen are the very foundation that this company was built on and I consider it a goddamn honor and a privilege that I was chosen as one of your partners. Let's come together as a team right now and for one match only go out and kick some WWE ass. Folz extends his hand and both LD and Stank shake it. MF: Good, now let's go find Tommy and start talking some strategy. FADE |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:25:21 GMT -5
*Daniella Murphy is in the Destroyitarium holding a bottle of Bushmills* Dee: I don't care who comes in the ring *drinks from the bottle* I'll even drink Protestant whiskey *drinks more Bushmills, belches* Chloe, Power, that was Gaelic for I am ready to kick your asses. *DK comes over to Dee* DK: I know you're pissed off at Chloe and Power... Dee: Brother, you have never seen me this angry. I know I got banned from the WNBA for flagrant fouls, but now I am ready to go over the top. |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:25:54 GMT -5
*Daniella Murphy pours a round for her brother* DK: I see that I have a fine crew of opponents this week, all high class competitors. Bottom line, though, there's no one I have to take a back seat to. They're all excellent wrestlers. *Scheme Gene comes in* SG: Dominic Murphy, does mean you are complacent? DK: First of all, who told you you could call me Dominic? Next, I am never complacent in the OOWF. SG: Meaning? DK: Aside from my sister, I don't trust anyone. |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:26:25 GMT -5
**Stank, Matt Folz and L.D. Williams are in the Hallway of Random Conversations, looking for Tommy Wilder.**
S: "Feel guilty about bitching now Billy-Dee?"
LDW: "Nope. We got added because somebody second guessed themselves. Doesn't make it right."
MF: "He's not wrong."
LDW: "I'll feel even less guilty Thursday morning when they have to rearrange the card over Carter and Alexis' corpses."
S: "L.D. gets a little intense sometimes Matt."
MF: "How can you tell?"
S: "He stops making jokes."
MF: "Again, how can you tell?"
LDW: "Yuk it up. But when we get to War Games, no survivors."
S: "Amen to that."
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:26:47 GMT -5
Destroyitarium drinking pints of Guinness*
Dee: You see who our opponents are on the OOWF versus WWE card?
DK: Yes.
Dee: You care?
DK: Our father went into similar matches as an underdog and won, I assume we will too. We don't have the WWE hype machine behind us, but we are better, stronger, more talented, and more importantly more capable of kicking ass than they are!
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:27:37 GMT -5
Eco and Tytan are eating at Besalti Kirvem Tantuni, Turkey's high-end version of Taco Bell, when Eco takes the check.
Eco: Dinner's on me. Tytan: Huh. You used to always make me pay a little when we were partners, and now that I'm holding you hostage, you're paying no question? Eco: I didn't always make you pay. Besides, I'm in a great mood. I got rid of Danny Taylor, Stan Fulton got taken out, and now this week Chris Evans got his too. Tytan: Did you have something to do with that? Eco: Oh, I have no incentive to tell you either way. If I did do it, I wouldn't want the liability that comes from admitting it publicly; if I didn't do it, I would still want people to believe I was behind it. Tytan: Shouldn't you tell me if you expect me to trust you? Eco: Would you honestly trust me any more? Tytan and Eco stare at each other and sip water.
Eco: And as a bonus, I got what I wanted out of the negotiations with WWE. Tytan: ( tightening his fists) Did you make a deal? Eco: ( rolls eyes) No, a match with John Cena. Greatest in the OOWF against the greatest in the WWE - no matter what the Quinn-Darling egos say. Tytan: Don't you dare throw it. Eco sighs and leans in to Tytan.
Eco: Tytan, let's not mince words. If WWE takes over, I do stand to make a hefty chunk of change from the acquisition - and regardless, I'm making some good money from this upcoming super card. So you'll excuse me if I'm not sweating bullets about this brawl to end it all. But do I want this ride to end? Do I want my calling card company, my baby, the only thing I'm known for in this world to die? No, I don't. So I'm not going to throw this match. I'm going to fight. And you had better kick Barrett's ass too. Tytan: Not a problem. ( Tytan takes a sip.) I've got to hit the bathroom, don't go anywhere. Tytan gets up from the table and heads toward the bathroom. Eco hands the check to the waiter with his card.
Eco: ( to himself) Of course . . . didn't Sean Parker only get bigger after Napster? FADE |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:28:10 GMT -5
Fade in to Matt, Mai, and Jaime sitting around a table. MM: My brother has approved the contract, all we have to do is sign it. JF: Are you two sure you want to do this? Only one guaranteed title shot, sure you want to cash it in this soon? MM: Rule 3. If Matt asks for my help, I'm there. Mai signs and then hands the pen to Matt. MF (as he's signing): Abso-fucking-lutely I'm sure. The Championship is there to be won, and who the hell else am I going to trust to have my back? MM: Ok then, I'll take this back to Eco so he can go get the opponent's signature and we'll be set. MF: You know what, why don't you just leave that with me. I'll take care of it. Mai and Jaime exchange a look. JF: I was afraid you were going to say that. You're going to do something stupid aren't you? MF: Don't trust me dear? JF: Not even remotely. Matt laughs. MM: I agree with Jaime, let my brother go get the signatures we need and save it for the ring. MF: I agree that that is probably a logical thing to do. But what can I say? I'm a sucker for the classics, been a while since me and him have had a good old fashioned backstage brawl. Guess I'm just feeling nostalgic. Jaime rolls her eyes. JF: You know he's going to have backup. MF (winking): I'm counting on it. Relax, I've always got a plan. JF: That's what worries me. Matt smiles as we, for now..... FADE |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:28:38 GMT -5
~~~ Dre Gaines in the training ring at the Spin Hansen Memorial Training Center. He turns some poor masked kid into the Crunk Crunch and gets a quick tapout. Dre slides out of the ring and is met by SFJ#77 ~~~ SFJ#77: Dre, I see you are preparing for your big match with Rusev Dre: Naw girl, I gots my sights set on The here and now. I'll tangle wit dat ruskie next week. I'm focused on today! DK, is all talk about the Usos in 2 weeks and not trusting no body.... Mai is workin on a tag match with Folz waaaay down the line.... Tommy Wilder... Ain't no tellin WHAT that crazy Sombich is doin.... Me? I'm in this ring gettin' ready for a match THIS WEEK. They can all look past ol' Dre...... And I'll Drop'em ALL...... G Style! ~~~ Dre grabs a towel, wipes his bald head, smiles his Big Smile, and heads to the showers ~~~ |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:29:03 GMT -5
(Meanwhile elsewhere in the building an SFJ finds herself face to...chest with Ember Blackpool. She turns and is blocked by the Draculs. I think we know who we see next.SFJ: Chloe Neal. Just who I...well, that is... Chloe: At ease, Jack and his sister are training, LD and Stank are warming up for their contests this week with Royalty. And me, well, a little extra protection never hurt. SFJ: You're concerned about the WWE? Chloe: First things first. I'm glad that my associates here were so willing to help me send a message to my sister. Now this week at Mayhem I get to prove that when it comes to tag team partners, my sister really traded down. She was better with me as her partner, and she was better with Sunny as her...well...partner. SFJ: Will the Black Hand be at ringside to assist you? Chloe: You think I'll need their assistance to gut that mute fuck? Not even close, Tim. Still... (Looking at Ember) I might need someone to stand watch on the ramp, just to make sure my sister or Grampa Animal doesn't interfere. As for her match, I could care less who wins, be it my misbegotten sister who thinks she's God's Gift, or that Murphy woman who brings new meaning to the words Fragrant Fowl... SFJ: Isn't that Flagrant Foul? Chloe: Have you smelled her lately? (Chloe holds her nose, mockingly.) Pee You!!!! SFJ: Next week, you face off in the OOWF-WWE challenge against former friend and colleague Christian Carter/ Chloe: (A much darker look comes over her face) Carter, Stan Fulton meant a lot to me. He encouraged me before I was even a wrestler here. We had good times together, we went to war together, we went to war against each other. In the last few months Stan and I had bonded of blood as a brother and sister in the Saints of Sinners. (Chloe's eyes get misty and her chin quivers) Carter, you had NO RIGHT to lay your FILTHY HANDS on Bloody Mary. That, Carter, was an act of Sacrilege. You, Carter, flirted with me, tried to use me as your personal weapon, and you talked all that sweet talk, those touches...no, you attempted to take me from my Jack. You said you wanted me...you needed me...and then what do you do? You leave the Saints and join up with the Dark Goddess and take her to your bed, to... CARTER, the anger, the fury inside me, the desire for revenge...it makes me happy. It consumes me. I only want to destroy you and leave you a bloody and broken mess inside the ring. I do it for myself. I do it for the Saints. (We see a tear trickle from a steely glare down her cheek) And I do it for Stan. You will not walk out of that ring under your own power, Carter. Trust me. (Chloe starts to walk away.)SFJ: Wait, you and your sister at Dance of Death... Chloe: (Stops and turns. She reaches into her pocket and pulls out the Coal Miner's glove and puts it on her hand) Welcome to hell, Kara Zor-El. I'm your kryptonite. I will end you. (Chloe starts giggling, then laughing out loud. The Black hand joins her as, arm in arm, the entourage leaves the interview area as the cameras fade.) |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:29:23 GMT -5
*Murphys Law are working out, taking turns on the bench press* DK: I know we can kick their asses. Dee: Just in case. *DK sits up from the bench and they look into each other's eyes, and channel Jack of the Hinterlands* Dee: Just in case Empty Team needs to show up. |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:29:48 GMT -5
*Chloe is leading the Black Hand and Ember Blackpool through the Random Hall of Encounters when they meet Daniella Murphy, wielding Acushla the barbed wire enhanced hurling stick* Chloe: Looks like you brought a knife to a gun fight. Dee: Really? *LD's Momma lays out the Black Hand and Ember Blackpool while Dee Murphy gets medieval on Chloe with Acushla, until LD's Momma has had enough and drags her off* Dee: We are going to do what we can to save this company, and then after that my brother and I will kick asses. |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:30:25 GMT -5
We fade in to Royalty leaving a gym after a late night group workout. Suddenly Alexis, Rory and Christian are taken down by tazers. Alex looks around but is quickly taken down by a Singapore cane shot to the back, then another to the head to keep him down. The camera pans to Matt Folz holding the cane and nodding at his friend Nathaniel Tye. MF: They're not dead are they? Not saying that's a deal breaker, but one of the OOWF rules is no death. NT: Nah, still breathing. They'll wake in about 15 minutes with one hell of a headache though. Need any help with this one? MF: No, thanks, just going to have a nice chat with him. You've helped me enough, go ahead and enjoy the rest of your vacation with your husband. Say hi to Tom for me. NT: Will do. If you ever need anything else... MF: I know how to find you. Thanks again brother, take care. Matt leans Alex against his car and slaps him awake. MF: Wake up you fucking piece of shit, this concerns you. AD: I'm going to fucking kill you. Alex tries a lazy left hook that Matt easily ducks before connecting with an uppercut to the ribs that drives the air out of Alex's lungs. MF: I should probably explain why I'm doing this. It's not entirely about what happened to Stan. We were friendly but never actually friends. It's not about trying to save the company, because those matches have already been decided upon. And spoiler alert: You and your Sports Entertainment comrades are going to lose, of that I have absolutely no doubt. BEST case scenario you win 3 matches, that's it. No, I'm doing this for the most basic reason: I just can't fucking stand you. The fact that you currently hold the most prestigious Championship in all of wrestling makes me want to vomit. Matt pulls out the contract and slams it down next to Alex. MF: That's why on January 25th in Tirana, Albania at Dance of Death 11 I'll be cashing in my guaranteed Championship opportunity against you. AD: (Still struggling for breath) MF: What's that? Oh, why is Mai's name on the contract as well? Excellent question sir. Juuust in case you decide to have any of your associates interfere during our match, I asked Mai to serve as a completely impartial Ringside Enforcer. Matt drives another right hook into Alex's ribs. MF: Have a nice night Champ. Enjoy your last few weeks ever being OOWF Champion. Matt walks away smiling as we........ FADE |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:31:04 GMT -5
(Chloe picks herself up off the floor following the beating by Dee Murphy. She groans a bit dabbing at the blood...but smiles? She turns and whistles. The Black Hand drag themselves up from the beating that LD's Momma gave them.)Chloe: Looks like Dee doesn't wanna make it to the 21st. Saddle up boys, we've got a bitch to kill. Tavian: Mistress? Chloe: Oh, what? Tavian: Perhaps it would be better if we use a different tact against the Irish wench. Chloe: Such as? (Tavian whispers into Chloe's ear. A smile spreads across her face as Chloe roughs up his hair.)Chloe: Good idea, Tavian. That would hurt her more. You're almost as devious as my Jack. Tavian: Thank you Mistress, it is our pleasure to serve you and the Saints. Chloe: No problem. Now let's get back on our agenda. We have some people to bribe. (Chloe and the Black Hand slink away as the cameras fade.) |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:35:23 GMT -5
Firewoman is sitting alone at a table in catering. She has her coffee and a few files of stuff she's comparing, and John Ross Ewing soon joins her.JRE: What...are you doing? FW: Nate asked me to look over some stuff.... There's a long pause as she works, and John Ross watches her closely, amazed.FW: * flipping through pages and without looking up* What are you looking at? JRE: I can literally see your brain work. It's just...beautiful. FW: Mm-hmmm...... JRE: Seriously, you are not meant for this world. At least not in the ring. FW: Okay. Ha! JRE: What? FW: *showing him a stack of spreadsheets* THIS is the Saints of Sinners t-shirt merchandising before I temporarily joined a few weeks ago. JRE: Not bad.... FW: No, but...THIS is merchandise sales, specifically t-shirts AFTER I joined. JRE: * whistles* Good job. That's quite an increase. FW: Yes, it is. And it puts me ahead of Stank again in merchandise sales. JRE: He'll be thrilled. Can we go...somewhere? FW: No, I'm busy. JRE: Doing what? FW: Well, this, and enjoying the view. They both look over to where Alexis Darling, several hours after the above promo, is trying to order at catering and no one is taking said order.JRE: Fine, I'll do this here. He flops down a file folder in front of her. She opens it and looks through it.FW: Is this..... JRE: It is. Plans for your very own wrestling school. I've seen you training Miranda, and working with others. That plus your business acumen, you'd be a huge success. FW: *flipping pages* This is in Dallas? I can't do that, Chad and Zane just opened a school. I don't want to compete with them. JRE: Texas is a big state, darlin'...but you can frame it however you want, or you guys can run shows together from time to time. Hell, you could run Shimmer Dallas or something... FW: This is...really generous, but how would I even do this with all the travel. JRE: Easy. Retire. Fire looks at him as if he's speaking a foreign language. He leans in close to talk softly.JRE: Darlin'...I don't know if you're aware, but you can't do this forever. I know you want to move into the business end, but you won't be able to train new wrestlers if you can't walk. Besides.... FW: What? JRE: ...I don't know if you know what it feels like. ... Watchin' you get yourself beat up ever week, sometimes twice a week... FW: That...bothers you? JRE: Hell, yes, it bothers me. I want to kick the ass of every person who lays a hand on you. I mean, how would you feel if it was me in that ring? FW: .....um....probably turned on a bit. JRE: Hehehe, right...funny. John Ross clearly thinks Fire is joking. She starts to clarify she is not, but then decides to just move on.FW: This is really ... sweet, but it's just.....what is it? JRE: It's an engagement gift. FW: Well, I don't know what....wait...what? John Ross takes Fire's hand.JRE: My divorce from Pamela is final. My attorney can fast-track yours easily, so why wait? FW: Um...because, I....Look, John Ross, even if I said yes to...ANY of this....why Dallas? I have a house in New Orleans-- JRE: That's where Ewing Energy is, darlin'. You can sell the house. FW: Sell it? What would the band do? JRE: What band? FW: Look I....I need to think about this...ALL of it...okay? John Ross smiles his smile, and Fire smiles back.FW: Okay.... He squeezes her hand and then let's go.JRE: So...you and your brother teaming...that should be ... entertaining. FW: You've not seen us? JRE: No, I don't think so.... FW: Well, then....buckle up, cowboy! |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:36:32 GMT -5
(Stank, Matt Folz and L.D. Williams are sitting outside at a café, eating lunch…) Stank – OK, I give up. Where the hell is Wilder? LD - Look, the guy is a whackjob sometimes… Stank – Sometimes? LD – Yeah, yeah. Look, he’s a wild card. I don’t think we gotta worry about him taking a match off. Not his style. Stank – Doesn’t mean he shouldn’t be here for a skull session… MF – Hey, guys… (points across the street – at the roof) (Wilder and a couple other guys are doing rooftop parkour, taking advantage of the local architecture. Wilder cat-leaps between two buildings, rolls to his feet and spots the other three wrestlers – he gives the other parkour runners a high 5 and swings down to a downspout, slides down to the 6 floor ledge, spins to the window ledge, grip drops to the street, sprints across the street, sliding over a car hood, under a cart selling jewelry, leaping on top of a fire hydrant and flipping into the chair.) TW – Yo dudes! How’s it hangin? MF – Don’t you worry about getting hurt… Stank – Or killed… MF – Doing stuff like that? TW – What, parkour? How else can I warm up for my work out? Yo, waiter dude! Coffee, black! LD – Sad thing is, he’s serious. Stank – Look, the 4 of us got a big match coming up. And even though we all need to think about out matches at Mayhem, we need to make sure we’re all on the same page. MF – Right. LD – Pick out the weak link, cut him off and cull the herd. Who do we target? Wilder? TW – I have no idea. Haven’t thought about it? Stank – (Sigh)… OK, TRY thinking about it. TW – OK… Lets see… You (points at Stank) You beat ‘em until the trucks fall off, Folz tosses them around like a wakeboard on a 5 point curl, LD twists up their limbs like a 900 blunt grab until they scream. Easy. LD – And you? TW – I don’t know – aerial attack? Grab some big air, show ‘em the road side of blue sky, black death? LD – Does anyone have ANY idea what he said? Folz – I think he said “get ‘em”. Stank – That’s your plan Ray? Get ‘em? TW - Hey, that’s more strategy that IO normally do, bro. I usually make stuff up as I go. Stank – You’re kidding. Folz – Sad part is, he isn’t. LD – OK Wilder, let’s try something a little different this time, and actually talk about the match. TW – Sure! I’ll try anything once. Folz – No shit. (The waiter brings a coffee in a VERY small cup.) TW – Uh, dude – what’s this? Waiter – That is what you ordered. Coffee. TW – Uh, no. This is a sniff of coffee. Waiter – This is Turkish coffee. Very strong. (Wilder takes a taste, then drinks the rest in one gulp) TW - Hey, good stuff! They all come in these cups? Waiter – Yes. Traditional glass. TW = Cool. Bring out a dozen. You guys want anything? Folz – You scare me sometimes. LD – Like I said… Stank – Whackjob. |
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Post by firewoman on Aug 19, 2018 11:37:45 GMT -5
<still sitting in the cafeteria, Fire finishes her coffee and sighs. She is about to get up for more when someone sets a cup in front of her. She looks up and sees her brother standing there. Fire tries to hide the folder JR gave to her, but Moose spots it> MHJ: What's that? FW: Nothing MHJ: Bullshit, what is it? FW: <sighing> plans for a wrestling school MHJ: Who's wrestling school? FW: ..........mine? MHJ: What? <eyes narrowing> where? FW: ............Dallas? MHJ: What the hell? FW: Look Jack, it's not what you..... <Moose grabs the folder and looks through it> MHJ: Why is it called the Lisa Quinn Ewing Training Center? FW: Uh, yeah.......about that MHJ: You've GOT to be fucking kidding me FW: I haven't answered, figured you would be happy, I mean, if I DO split from Alex...... MHJ: Oh sure! Great! You go from a rich pretentious douchebag, to a rich douchebag. I guess that's progress, at least Ewing never tried to kill me.........yet FW: Look, it's.......there's nothing.....I haven't made up my mind on ANYTHING <Fire grabs the folder back and kind of flips through the pages> Although.......training the next generation IS kind of appealing <Moose just scoffs> FW: Seriously Jackie? You can't do this forever MHJ: Sure I can. I can do whatever the fuck I want, I am goddamn invincible FW: Uh huh, sure you are. Beside.......I could use help..... MHJ: I think Stank, Folz, LD.......damn near anyone would be a better choice than me FW: You SAY that, but look what you did with Chloe and Stan MHJ: Not the same. And I thought you hadn't thought about it? FW: Just spitballing some ideas. But that doesn't matter now. Did you reserve ring time for us to train? MHJ: To what? FW: Train. You know, work on our moves, our timing, make sure everything works like it should MHJ: <sitting back and crossing his arms> We don't need any of that FW: Jackie, this is SO important, we CANNOT mess this up MHJ: <laughing> Like I need motivation against Darling or HHH? Seriously? Look, our match against them is no different than the days on the playground. We are goddamn Quinns, no one fucks with us. I just need one thing from you, just one FW: I will.......I can try, but I mean...... MHJ: For this one match, I need you to see Alex through my eyes FW: What? MHJ: you know how I feel about him, you know how much I fucking hate him, I can't believe I ever fucking agreed to......look, forget that he is your.....ugh.....husband......he is the enemy, he went rogue, this is no different than when we were kids, he wants to take what is ours. He thinks he has a right to OUR legacy here. I am not going to fucking let that happen, not to Darling and that overstuffed piece of shit Helmsley. I need you to forget every feeling you have ever had for that piece of shit Alex other than rage, other than hate. Lis, I am not one for speeches, but this is the most important match in either of our careers, forget this Ewing shit, forget Alex, forget training centers and everything else. I need you to be Lisa Quinn again, at least for one night. What's it gonna be? FW: What's it gonna be? MHJ: Yes FW: Armagoddamnmotherfuckinggeddon, that's what it's gonna be <Moose and Fire both smile as we fade to black> |
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