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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 15:48:05 GMT -5
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem (#672)
Live! From Andorra la Vella, Andorra
March 18, 2015
OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match
Alexander Darling vs. Tommy Wilder
OOWF Onslaught Championship Match
Stank vs. Dre Gaines
Winner Gets and OOWF World Heavyweight Title Shot at the PPV
Matt Folz vs. LD Williams vs. Chad Madison vs. Miranda Williams
Royalty vs. Murphy's Law & Mai Muyo
Saints of Sinners, Tytan & Eco vs. Banned From Everywhere, Road Banger Thrash & Demon Smoke
Ghosthead vs. Rory Albright
Tarian vs. TBA
Card Subject to ....Wasn't Andorra the name of Bewitched's mother?
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 15:48:36 GMT -5
<we cut to GM the Nate's office where Moose, Chloe, Eco and Tytan are all arguing loudly> GMtN: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENOUGH! The match is made! I am not changing it! Eco: I OWN THE COMPANY! GMtN: And I am the booker, and, in case your forgot, I have final say on the matches Eco: You do? GMtN: It's in my contract Eco: Then what do I do? GMtN: Your question, not mine MHJ: Corbitt, this is bullshit and you know it. The second Chloe or I turn our backs these two are going to jump us Tyt: Gonna be hard to jump you when we are trying to watch our backs against you Chloe: Well we can always do this RIGHT NOW! <they all start arguing once again> GMtN: <whistling loudly> You are all like children! The match stays! AND.......honestly? I don't care what you do up to the match, I don't honestly care if you attack one another on sight all week. But what I DO care about is putting on a good match for Andorra next week. So, here's the deal, Moose, Chloe, if you attack Eco or Tytan at ANY point on the day of the show? Your opponents for the PPV, whomever that may be, gets to pick the stips for the title match. ANY STIPS THEY CAN THINK OF. I don't care if its you two facing them bound and gagged Chloe: WHAT THE HELL? MHJ: Corbitt, I warned you...... GMtN: <turning to Eco and Tytan> and if YOU two attack the Saints at ANY point before, or during, the match on Wednesday, you two are both done as a team, and suspended for 90 days Eco: I OWN THE COMPANY! GMtN: Don't care. I can impose suspensions if I see fit Eco: YOU CAN'T SUSPEND THE OWNER! GMtN: I can, and I will. Now, are we clear? Tytan: <putting his hands on Nate's desk> Don't push me Corbitt GMtN: <getting to his feet> Whether you like it or not Tytan, I am the law around here. You WILL follow my rules, you, Eco and everyone else in this room. Now, get out, we have to get ready to head out <fade> |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 15:49:03 GMT -5
~~~ Dre is in the back being stitched up by a member of OOWF Medical. ~~~ Dre: You little pussy. Dats how you wanna play? Den dats how wees gonna play. ~~~ Dre jumps off the table and storms out ~~~ Medic: Does anyone here EVER let us finish our jobs? |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 15:49:20 GMT -5
[ Cut to a random hallway where we see SFJ#333 running to catch up with Tarian. ]
SFJ#333: Excuse me Tarian, but you have a...
Tarian: Thirty seconds. [SFJ#333 pauses as Tarian turns around. ]
SFJ#333: What... for the interview? [ Tarian shakes his head and taps his watch. ]Tarian: Nope, the match. No more than thirty seconds. SFJ#333: I... [ The scene fades with Tarian turning around and walking away from the lost of words SFJ. ] |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 15:50:03 GMT -5
SFJ #333, having had little success with Tarian, turns around and bumps into Mai, now bleeding from her mouth.Mai: Don't you worry, I gave Fire one of these too. And the ref, I think. SFJ #333: Um . . . well, Mai, you had the main event tonight, it didn't go down quite the way you wanted - Mai: Look, it's fine. I know how this interview is supposed to go. SFJ #333: You do. Mai: Yeah. You point out gently that maybe I lost control out there, and I admit to it, because the white hats don't make excuses. I say that Firewoman got to me, and that when the referee had to drag me off her, I should have realized that I had wrongly lost my cool, that I wasn't in that moment being the kind of role model I want to be, the kind of role model I would want to be as champion, who always stands up proud and strong and composed, not sinking to my opponent's level, but simply raising the bar. I conclude by telling you that the next time we face off will be different. I tell you that the next time, it'll be me getting in Firewoman's head, not the other way around. I look at the camera meaningfully and tell you that next time . . . will be Mai Time. SFJ #333: Okay. So that's the message. Cooler heads prevail. Mai: Exactly. Only one problem with that. SFJ #333: What's that? Mai grabs a folding chair and throws it against the opposite wall, HARD, as the SFJ flinches.Mai: I'm still fucking pissed. Mai walks off.FADE |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 15:50:48 GMT -5
~~~ Time warp ahead and Chad is arriving in Andorra la Vella (Cheap Pop). He steps off the former Texpress Express Tour Bus and grabs a couple of duffel bags. He opens the entrance door..... and is accosted by a RNSFJ with a INC in tow. ~~~ RNSFJ: Chad, you were not victorious last night, what do you have to say about that? Chad: I would say, can I get in the door first before we have this conversation please? ~~~ She takes a step back and Chad finds himself in front of the OOWF Interview Banner. ~~~ Chad: If you had this set up already, why rush to meet me at the door? RNSFJ: I'm sorry I was just soooooooo excited to get this assignment. Chad: Ah. so you've been talking to the other girls. RNSFJ: Well, yeah. Chad: Listen, I'm not quite the same party guy I used to be. RNSFJ: (Gets a little pouty lip going on) That's ok. Chad: You ready? RNSFJ: Sure. Chad: Jared and I lost. I got pinned. What does that mean? It means LD and Miranda had a better night. He hooked me and she caught me by surprise. She isn't the fastest rising star in this company by accident. Ghost and I went out there and hung right with LD and Miranda. They came out on top. Congratulations. RSNFJ: So.. it doesn't bother you? I mean, you are a tag team specialist, a legend really. Chad: See, that's the problem. I am still seen as Bobby Eaton. I break out as The Zax, win 5 straight singles matches against some of the very best in the business. I push Alex to the point where the rest of Royalty needed to interfere to save his hide. So what happens after I reveal who I am... back in a random tag match. Not against Alex, not against Royalty, but random others in the company. That match, win or lose, made no difference at all RNSFJ: Well, this coming week, right here in Andorra la Vella (Another Cheap Pop), You are in a Four-Way match for a shot at the World Title Chad: Championship RNSFJ:.... Right. Anyway. The match once again involves LD and Miranda Chad: And Matt Folz. Please stop focusing on Miranda and I. We are friends now, there is nothing else to talk about. You RNSFJ's don't seem to want to talk about my history with LD, or lack of one with Ghosthead or Folz. Everyone want to focus on Miranda. RNSFJ: Well.. Ok, so about this week.... Chad: As far as I am concerned, I should already have my match with Alex booked. But if winning this one is what it takes to get there, then that is what I will do. Matt, LD, Miranda, I'm not saying you aren't worthy of a Championship Opportunity, you may well be, but I am saying I am, and it is my time to shine. This is my time to show everyone that I am Booker T, and not Jim Neidhart. RNSFJ: Wow, that was.... great. Thanks. Chad: Sure thing. ~~~ Chad turns to head down The Hallway (tm) ~~~ RNSFJ: Wait one more thing? Chad: (Turns around) Yes? RNSFJ: DO you still have the hot tub? ~~~ Chad pauses, then hangs his head. When he looks up, there is a slight smile on his face ~~~ Chad: Yes. RNSFJ: So..... Maybe I could come over and check it out? Chad: (Sighs lightly): Sure thing. Just call first. One of the other girls can get you the number ~~~ The RNSFJ beams and Chad turns once again. This time, he ends up nose to nose with Tarian. They lock eyes for several tense moments. ~~~ Chad: .......... Tarian: .......... Chad: .......... Tarian: .......... Chad: .......... Tarian: .......... You gonna move out of my way, or do I need to move you? Chad: You really make a good first impression there rookie. Tarian: I'm not here to impress you, I'm here to kick ass and win, period. ~~~ Chad smiles wryly and makes a grand gesture of stepping aside so Tarian can pass. Tarian pauses, glares icily at Chad and walks past him, turning so he never breaks eye contact as he passes. And then we Fade to Black~~~ |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 15:54:29 GMT -5
OOC: *wait...Chad turning over a new leaf??? Shocked, I am.....* Fire is backstage in...let's call it a weird mood. She seems to be angry...and sad... and deleriously happy all at the same time. The SFJ from before starts to think about interviewing her, but since she can't gauge which Firewoman this is, she instead decides to take a powder. Meanwhile, a Metrosexual Male Journalist thinks it will be safe. He must be new.
MMJ#2: Firewoman, your match with Mai ended in a-- FW: I KNOW how it ended, sonny-boy, I was there. * batistalaughs* Poor little Mai, lost control of her little Christian soul. A little dust on the white hat there, always makes it look a little better. MMJ#2: You're glad? FW: Glad...sad...mad.....bad.....whatever you wanna say, Glen-- MMJ#2: It's Jeff, actually and-- FW: Is it okay if I call you "Glen?" MMJ#2: Well, no, actually-- FW: * puts her arm around his shoulders* Glen...once upon a time there was a woman who thought that if she did the right thing for the right reasons that everyone would love and adore her, that she would be well accepted at all the best places, that people would cheer, and that her merchandise would sell... MMJ#2: Um....are you talking about you? FW: * pulling her arm off violently and shoving him in the shoulder* NO, Glen, I am talking about Mai. Turns out she's human just like the rest of us. Little Miss Perfect, Little Miss Role Model, she can lose her temper, just like me. MMJ#2: No offense, Firewoman, but ... Very few people, fortunately, lose their temper just like you. FW: You'd think that, Glen, but you'd be wrong. No, no.... and now Little Miss Perfect knows it, too... and as her fans slowly start to turn on her, one by one, she'll learn... that unconditional love she claims to aspire to...it doesn't exist. Firewoman softens a bit, and almost looks sad.FW: It's a hard lesson to learn... MMJ#2: Are you sad for Mai? FW: Of course I am, Glen. Hell, I wanted to believe in that unconditional love crap, too...but I learned way early in my life just how much of a myth it is. Now Mai can learn it too. MMJ#2: * getting a little uncomfortable at the mood changes* So...moving forward then-- FW: Mai may want to take some advice from someone else. "Asking forgiveness does wonders for the conscience." MMJ#2: You think she should ask for your forgiveness? FW: * crazy batistalaugh* Pssssssht, hell no. Not mine. But here, I'll show her how. She has likely not had to do this before... Fire assumes an attitude of prayer, with hands together in front of her and a mock-angelic look on her face.FW: I am so sorry I went crazy and had to be sedated and hospitalized. I hope people forgive me. I am sorry I broke out early. I hope people forgive me. As she goes on, her voice gets louder, she talks faster, and "rantier."FW: I am sorry I got my husband and brother to work together to commit me. I hope people forgive me. I am sorry my mental illness set the stage for this stupid anti-WWE plan. Please forgive me. I am sorry I let Alexander talk me into it. Please forgive me. I am sorry I let Moose talk me into it. Please forgive me. I am sorry I came in after the fact when it was all set up. Please forgive me. I am sorry I told people there were many plans that had to be kept secret. Please forgive me. I'm sorry I told them the plan when the time came like I said I would. Please forgive me. I am sorry ... so very FUCKING sorry that I SAVED this goddamn company for people to come BACK to after they decided to take time off... PLEASE FORGIVE ME OH LORDY MAMA! TESTIFY! MMJeff is...taken aback.FW: MY GOD, Glen, he's RIGHT....Asking forgiveness is SO DAMN GOOD FOR THE CONSCIENCE....oh wait....we forget...I don't HAVE a MUTHA FUCKIN' CON-- L: FIRE! Lucky appears behind MMJeff, and gets Fire's attention, snapping her right out of her rant. Doctor Freedman also appears. Fire instantly appears to be just...dejected. Defeated.DrF: Fire...perhaps we should go somewhere more private and talk about...um...all of this. FW: Sure, Doc...whatever you say. See ya, Glen. Fire walks away with Lucky and Dr. Freedman. The SFJ from before comes up to MMJ#2.SFJ: I thought your name was-- MMJ#2 Just...Let it go.... |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 15:56:14 GMT -5
Eco is twirling a pencil at his desk when Tytan comes in.Tytan: Lunch? Eco: You paying? Tytan: I don't think full partnership means I pay all the time. Eco: It's just me showing respect! But I'm happy to cover. Tytan: Uh-huh. So Nate's little declaration - Eco: (shrugs) He might have the right. For a lawyer with a business, I didn't study enough in Business Organizations class, but I know directors get day to day operation control that shareholders don't. And I would prefer to not end up in court trying to clarify my dual status. Tytan: I don't like his little rule. It sounded like he was giving the Saints more leeway. Eco: I think he was just being imprecise with his "before" and meant to make it even. Regardless, I don't mind this deal, and I suspect Moose doesn't mind not having to look over his shoulder for the two of us for the week. Besides . . . after what Banger & Smoke got away with last week, I have no problem throwing a fresh Jack and Chloe at them. Tytan grabs Eco's pencil out of his hands and snaps it with one hand, to Eco's surprise.Tytan: I don't use others to fight my battles. I handle my own business. Eco: Well, I guess it's settled then. Tytan: What is? Eco hops up and grabs his jacket.Eco: You handle your own business, so you're paying for lunch. Tytan: That is not what I meant. FADE |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 15:56:49 GMT -5
Well America it's been another week and the Thrash Man is getting bored. I've been here for about a week and I'm getting a little restless. So here's what's going to happen people. I'm gonna try a little "honesty" here. I'm honestly not the most patient of men. But on the other hand I'm also not the most talkative and God knows I'm not the most punctual. Hell I'll be honest with the guys in the back if I was that good at schedules and dates I'd still be with my ex-wives and not with most of yours. So I found me this here fancy watch some guy in the parking lot was nice enough to donate to the "Thrash can't tell time without a watch" foundation. *Thrash holds up a nice Rolex* I also got me here this piece of chalk. I got from some kid hanging out with said generous watch donor. *Thrash holds up a black piece of chalk and draws an X in the ring and stands on it.* We're gonna use this here X I drew with this here piece of chalk and stand on it. Then we're gonna use this here watch and see how long it takes some idiot in the back to come knock me off it. Read more: natecorbitt.proboards.com/thread/11136/midweek-mayhem-live-valletta-malta?page=2#ixzz3UE4lY69D |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 15:59:10 GMT -5
<while Thrash is standing there, "Laser Cannon Deth Sentence" plays and Moose and Chloe walk out. The crowd at the house show boos loudly but the tag champs pay no attention to them. They slowly step into the ring and Chloe hands Moose a mic> Let me clue you into something rookie. YOU don't get to call anyone out. You have been here, what, five minutes? Know your place kid. Now, since the Saints are feeling generous, we are going to give you five seconds to take your watch and your chalk and leave our ring One Two RBT: What makes you think I give the SLIGHTEST shit what you two want? I ain't leavin MHJ: You'll leave on your own, or in a bodybag <Thrash just drops the mic and crosses his arm. Chloe darts in from the side and Thrash turns to fight her off. When he does, Moose darts in and SLAMS the mic upside his head! Thrash staggers and Chloe catches him with a punch to the throat. Thrash tries to stagger away, but the Saints are on him. Moose drops him to the mat with a double leg take down and Chloe immediately starts stomping his face. They get a few shots in when the crowd roars and Demon Smoke slides under the ring. Moose gets to his feet and tries to attack, but Smoke ducks his clothesline and catches him with a clothesline of his own when he turns around. Chloe gets to her feet and comes at Smoke, but he POPS her with a SUPERKICK! Chloe staggers back and falls into the corner. Moose is back on his feet and he grabs Smoke from behind, spins him around and lands an elbow right to the bridge of the nose. Smoke drops to one knee and Moose pulls the scalpel from his boot. Before he can do anything, Thrash is back on his feet and he charges in and nails Moose with a boot to the face! The Saints bail out of the ring, Moose slips the scalpel back into his boot and he and Chloe glare at Thrash and Smoke, while they dare the Saints to get back into the ring. The crowd roars and starts a FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! chant.........> <to be continued?> |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 15:59:40 GMT -5
[ Cut to backstage where we see Tarian watching the fiasco happening in ring via monitor. ]
Tarian: I've seen less kids on a playground. [ He laughs and shakes his head. For a second he stops and looks back up at the monitor. ]
Tarian: ...hm. [ MR PPV is silent for a few moments before he gets up off the folding chair and walks off camera. ] |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:00:02 GMT -5
(As the action starts to cool down and Road Banger Thrash and Smoke stand in the ring calling to the Saints who are outside the ring from the crowd and over the barricade comes Ecosystem and Tytan. Tytan has his bokken in hand and Ecosystem his belt and they jump Smoke and Thrash from behind in the ring. They manage to get several good shots on the two of them before Ecosystem calls for a mic. Tytan has clipped Smoke in the knee with the bokken and is now dropping shots to his ribs.)
Ecosystem: (In between shots on Smoke and looks out to the Saints who are watching on with smirks on their faces.) This....is what...it means....to...work smarter....not harder.....
(Moose looks to the two in the ring and claps.)
(Ecosystem and Tytan both stop and give Thrash and Smoke some time to let the pain kick in.)
Tytan: (taking the mic) We owed these guys a beat down and you gave us the opportunity. So you know we are going to take it.
(To be cont...)
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:00:24 GMT -5
*The fans buzz as Ghosthead hops over the barricade from out of the crowd and slides into the ring behind Tytan and Ecosystem. Sensing trouble, Tytan turns to face Ghosthead who spews BLACK MIST onto his face! Tytan recoils wildly as Ghosthead smoothly kicks the bokken out of Tytan's hand, which flies up into the air, flipping end over end.
Ecosystem, this whole while, stares at Ghosthead in shock, as Ghost catches the bokken with payback on his mind. Before Ecosystem has time to react Ghost swiftly swings the bokken up into Ecosystem's jewels causing Eco's eyes to roll into the back of his head. Eco collapses to his knees and falls over to his side, clutching his bruised nuts. The crowd cheers Ghosthead as he raises the bokken up high above his head. He briefly considers using it on Tytan who is still wildly flailing about blinded by the mist.
Standing just out of reach of Tytan's fit, Ghost studies the symbols embroidered on the bokken and scowls. He drops to the mat and rolls out the ring with the bokken in hand. Ghost then looks out into the crowd and spies a father with his son amongst them standing near the crowd barricade. Ghost calmly walks up to them and presents the bokken to the little boy who takes the weapon eagerly out of Ghosthead's hands. The fans cheer gleefully as Ghosthead smirks and pats the boy on his head. He then strolls up the ramp past Moose and Chloe who've been quietly observing this whole time. They look at each other then shrug their shoulders and follow Ghost up the ramp as the camera fades on Tytan rubbing at his his burning eyes, Eco writhing on the mat, and Smoke and Thrash still laid out in the middle of the ring.* |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:00:59 GMT -5
(Tytan seeing what just went down staggers out of the ring. The medics tend to Tytan's eyes.) Tytan:(Yelling) He stole my bokken. That is mine. As soon as he starts to see a bit her pushes the medics out of the way. Tytan: Go tend to Eco. (Tytan heads into the crowd looking for the father and son as well as Ghosthead. He pushes people out of the way as he makes his way toward the father and son the crowd booing as he does. He finds them and stands there breathing heavy. He yells.) Tytan: That is mine and I want it back. (The Dad takes a step toward him and Tytan pushes him back out of the way. Now Tytan stares down the kid.) |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:01:27 GMT -5
*We cut to SFJ#3 standing by with the NEW Onslaught Champion, Stank*Stank - No one should be surprised by this. I told you and the world that I'm- *Stank's words are cut off by the abrupt arrival of a pissed off Dre Gaines! Stank raises his hands and backs up a step.*Stank - Hold on! Hold on! Hold on! Wait! Wait gotdammit! WAIT! Dre! Hold on! Wait! *Dre Gaines stops his advance breathing heavily through gritted teeth.*Stank - Look, I understand! I get it! You're pissed! I would be too in your position, but hold on a sec. This black on black crime has got to stop! You get your rematch at Mayhem there's no need, NO NEED NOW, no need for you and I to get violent before then! Dre - You BUSTED me OPEN.... with BRASS KNUCKLES you PUSSY ASS BITCH! Stank - That was your fault! Dre - MY FAULT.... MothaFUCK- *Dre Gaines advances with menace toward Stank who holds up a hand and backs up worriedly another step.*Stank - Hold on now, Dre! Wait, gotdammit! USE YOUR WORDS!! Dre - The only words I's gots for you homeboy are I'm bout to put dis size 18 boot up yo bitch ass! Stank - Stop it! Stop it with that remedial bullshit! Dre - Remedial? The only thing round here remedial is yo mama! Stank - Don't talk about my mama, Dre. Don't do that. Dre - Yo mama so dumb she stuck a phone up her ass to make a booty call! Stank - Seriously? Dre - I said it, didn't I? Stank - You're going to try an goad me into a game of the dozens? Dre - Yo mama so dumb she looked in the mirror and said what the fuck you lookin at, BITCH! Stank - I refuse to engage you on this level, motherfucker. There was a time, back in the day, I would have, but I'm a better man now. I - Dre - YO MAMA is SO DUMB... ... She got fired from a BLOW JOB! Stank - Dre - Stank - Your mom is so ghetto she's got 40oz tits. Dre - Yo MAMA so nasty she brings crabs to the beach! Stank - You MOM is so UGLY even RIPLEY won't believe it! Dre - Yo mama is so hairy when a fly flew into her bush it sang "In the jungle the mighty jungle the lion sleeps toniiight!"
Stank - Dre - Stank - Dre - a-wimoweh!, a-wimoweh!, a-wimoweh!, a-wimoweh!Stank -
Dre - Stank - Fuck you. Dre - I can do this all day mothafucka! Stank - Your mom is so butch her dick is bigger than mine. Dre - Stank - Dre - Fuck you. Stank - You can't win. I've been doin this for- Dre - Yo mama so greasy her moles slipped off. Stank - Dre - Stank - Yo mom has one toe, and one knee, we call her Tony. Dre - *Stank waves.*Stank - Hey Tony! Dre - Stank - Dre - YO Mama smells so bad she maker Right Guard turn left! Stank - Joke's on you, asshole. She don't use Right Guard. Dre - Yo mama smells so bad even Secret can't shut up! Stank - *Dre waves under his arm*Dre - HELP! Stank - Dre - Stank - Your mom is such a slut if her cooch were a video game it would be rated E for Everyone! Dre - I thought you said she had a dick? Stank - A dick? I meant lots of dicks. Dre - I'm gonna beat yo bitch ass now. Stank - Wrong. Dre - Who's gonna stop me? Stank - You. You are going to stop you. Dre - Why the fuck would I do that? Stank - Because I got this. *Stank holds up the OOWF Onslaught championship belt.*Dre - Yeah you STOLE that from me! Stank - Stole? I didn't steal this belt from you, Dre. I beat you. I won. And now you get a rematch. And you don't want to do anything to jeopardize that rematch, do you? No. Of course you don't because how do you know I won't crack you upside the head with this belt? How do you know if my friends won't jump from behind and we all beat you down until there is nothing left but blood, broken bones, and tears? Dre - Yeah, your punk ass would go the pussy route! Cain't beat me on you own, so you git yo homies to jump my ass and do the job fo- Stank - YOU GOTDAMN RIGHT I WOULD! I would delay you just long enough for them to get here so we could lay a level 10, grade A, beat down on your stupid ass! *Dre suddenly looks nervous and darts his eyes around searching for a threat.*
Stank - OR.... I'd just whoop your ass on my own. You never know. Point is I may not do things your way... the RIGHT way, but what I do... I do the BEST way. If that means splittin your dome open with some knucks while the ref isn't lookin... then that's what I'll do. If that means cracking you over the head with a steel chair between matches... so be it. If that means The Saints jump you before, during, or after the match... hey it's all gravy. But not you... no. You do shit the right way. You attack me now... you might get in a few good licks... you might not. It might feel right... but it ain't what's best... especially for you. Dre - Stank - You don't want to fuck with me, Dre... and quite frankly I don't want to fuck with you. I'm tired. I'm still a little sore from our match. Let's just... save it for the ring. Dre - Stank - It ain't "G Style", I know. Just... think about it. You still want to jump me later... I'm around. I won't be hard to find. *Stank turns and walks away as Dre glares after him with a sort of curious smolder. Stank is soon out of sight and Dre turns and stares at SFJ#3 who has been standing here the whole time.*
Dre - Did that asshole jus talk his way out of a beat down? *SFJ#3 shrugs her shoulders as the camera fades to black.* |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:01:53 GMT -5
<Dre stands there looking in Stank's direction when suddenly Moose and Chloe ATTACK! Moose slams a chair upside the back of Dre's head, he lurches forward and drops to one knee, Chloe loops a cord around his throat and tries to choke him out. Dre claws at his throat trying to free himself, but Chloe holds on like a bulldog. Moose grabs the chair again and slams it down HARD on top of Dre's head. The big man goes limp, Chloe releases the cord and Moose grabs Dre in a front face lock and DDT's him on the floor! Dre is OUT!> MHJ: <dropping to the floor right next to Dre's head> Damn son, looks like you got dropped.........G style. A word of advice.......homie.......don't fuck with the Saints. Chloe..... <Chloe takes her branding iron and repeatedly slams it down on the back of Dre's head only stopping when the Murphy's and Mai show up to run them off> |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:02:26 GMT -5
* Dre gets to his feet* DKM: Typical. That faction used to be able to stand up for themselves. Dee: No-talent assclowns! |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:02:48 GMT -5
We are ready to kill them |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:06:21 GMT -5
[ Cut back to Ghosthead in the back, on his way to whoever knows where when suddenly Tarian sprints into view and spears him in the back, knocking him into a couple of dumpsters and coating him in trash! ]
Tarian: *gets up, chuckling*
[ An SFJ nearby gets a bewildred look on her face. She mostions to Ghosthead on the floor, and then to Tarian. ]
SFJ#: Why in the hell!? [ Tarian just laughs, placing his hand on the SFJ's shoulder heavily and moving her to the side so he can pass. ]
Tarian: Hah, well everybody else was having fun... [ Fade ] |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:06:54 GMT -5
(Ecosystem is sitting in the medic station with a bag of ice taking care of his injury. Tytan enters his bokken back in his hand his face is still covered in the remains of the black mist but is sight is doing much better. He looks to Ecosystem and Batista chuckles.) Tytan: You know if you keep it there to long you will have a real case of blue- Ecosystem: Screw you! Did you take care of business? Tytan: Got my bokken back. Ecosystem: I saw took your heel turn one step further. Now there is no turning back. Tytan: Just following a page out of your play book. Ecosystem: But still did you take care of business... Tytan: ... Ecosystem: Ghosthead! Tytan: Tarian took out the trash. Ecosystem: (Smiles) I knew that rookie had some potential. Good (he tosses the bag of ice aside) Let's go. (He gets up gingerly.) We got some more work to do. I saw Moose and Chloe got there next vic. So that means its out turn. (Fade) |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:07:23 GMT -5
~~~ Dre, DK & Dee are inside the Destroyitarium. Dre is furious, and it seems DK & Dee are trying to calm him down. ~~ Dre: MOTHAFUCKA! I'm goin an findin dey asses right now! He all talkin bout mommas, Hes gon have splain to his momma why he sippin throuhg a straw for the rest his life, cause Imma bout to break his punk ass jaw! ~~~ Dre grabs a chair and tosses it into the wall. HE grabs a broken leg and heads for the door. DK and Dee both block his path ~~~ Dee: Whoa whoa whoa whoa WHOA! easy there big man Dre: You saw what happened out there? DK: We did. But you go off all half-cocked and head strong and we'll just end up on the wrong side of a 4 on 3 situation. Dre: I don't fuckin care! I'll take on all dem punks at once mysef. I ain scared DK: This isn't about being scared. This is about being smart. They'll be expecting a bull rush from you, from us, any minute. Dee: Look at it like this, when you're bumpin with Shaq out there, you don't burn your 6 fouls in the first quarter. You save'm for when they're the most useful. Dre: (Slams his fist into the table) He's gonna pay. DK: He will. Go get a drink. Come back here and we'll plan this out Dre: Fine ~~~ He gets up and plods over to the bar. DK looks at Daniella and shakes his head ~~~ DK: Since when do I have to be the voice of reason around here? Dee: Beats me. But sometimes the best defense is a good offense ~~~ They clink shotglasses and we fade ~~~ |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:07:46 GMT -5
(Justin and Bill otherwise know as Banned from Everywhere are seen walking.)
Ecosystem appears from around the corner and Banned quickly gets into fighting positions.
Ecosystem: Easy boys...I'm not here to fight.
(Justin and Bill start to drop there guard.)
Ecosystem: But I think he is.
(Ecosystem points behind them and just as they start to turn. Tytan meets them with a double clothes line dropping them both hard.)
Ecosystem: Who am I kidding.
(Ecosystem grabs a chair that he had hidden and starts to drive it into their latest victims ribs. Tytan gets up from dropping the two of them and picks up Justin and bends him in half with a belly-to-back suplex onto the concrete. Bill continues to get pummeled by Eco and his chair. As Justin tries to move Tytan just stalks over him.)
Tytan: My best bet is that you just stay down.
(Ecosystem is not trying to hook Bill's leg in between the chair.)
Ecosystem: Let's gain a little advantage in the match this week.
(He continues to do maneuver his leg as Bill tries to punch at Ecosystem. Tytan is still stalking Justin and waiting for the right moment to strike and he sees it. And he punts Justin in the head and just went Eco is ready to snap a leg. Security shows up.)
Ecosystem: (Thinking better and looking to Tytan.) Looks like it is time to get out of here.
(Tytan sees and agrees and the two run off leaving the carnage in the hallway.)
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:08:12 GMT -5
*Thrash is backstage with a black eye from the stomping he took* Ok ass clown the double team with your old lady was cute but now you've royally screwed yourself in that you've gotten my attention. You're Moose huh? That must make the hag you're with Squirrel as she's obviously holding your nuts. Here's the deal moron I'm calling you out one on one. Man to Man. Well in this case Man*points to himself* to Panty Whipped retard but you get the idea. I'm coming for you Moose. I'm coming for you and I'm coming for your woman. But first I'm gonna let her see me break you and piss on your crippled body. You got precious little time to accept boy. Don't make me wait. |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:09:39 GMT -5
*Royalty Castle aka their locker room* As the literal mayhem continues within the OOWF arena, Rory, Carter, & Alexis have gone out to see what kind of trouble they can get it into. Firewoman is about to follow them when Alexander grabs her by the arm and asks her to wait for a moment. The rest of Royalty continues on their way as Alex shuts the door and turns to face Firewoman who probably assumes this is going to be an amorous diversion. But she is wrong... Alex: What the hell is wrong with you?Firewoman: Excuse me?Alex: I'm trying Lee. I'm really trying here but this has got to stop.Fire: What in the fuck are you talking about?Alex: You know exactly what I am talking about.Fire: No, Alexander. I really don't. I'm trying. I really am. I don't know what you or anyone else wants from me.Alex: That. That right there is exactly what I am talking about. I don't want a damn thing from you. I never have. I want you to be the same Firewoman you've always been. The one who can stand up for herself and when she makes a decision stands behind it.Fire: But you made me...Alex: I didn't MAKE you do a god damn thing. I told you what was happening. I told you what was needed and where I hoped you'd be when it was all happening and when it was over, I hoped you'd be by my side like I'd always been by your side. But I am sick of this half-assed bullshit. When you say you're gonna be there for me during a match...BE THERE. Don't get yourself caught and tossed from ringside. Don't act like you want this.Fire: Want what? Want you?Alex: My god. This isn't about me. Or us. This is bigger than that now. You know where I have always stood with you and where I will always stand with you. But Royalty is bigger than that now. It's a movement you can either fall in line with or you can get out of our way. I won't force you to make a decision. I never have.Fire: Oh right. I'm sure I decided to put myself into an asylum.Alex: Don't you fucking dare Fire. I did everything to avoid that from happening but you were so far gone...so yes, it was YOUR decisions that put your there. And now it's my decisions that will put Royalty above everything. I need to know we are looking out for one another with no doubts or reservations. We are Royalty. No one else matters. Not your brother. Not your "friends." No one. The only people that matter to us are us. And if you can't accept that, well, maybe we can't accept you.Fire: Alex...Alex: Look, I won't hate you. I can never hate you if you choose to walk another path, but I also won't be happy about it. And I'm not sure I can hold back the rest for long because you have something that is worthy of Royalty. Someone will come for that and come for you. I want you with us...but you know where my goals lie for now. Take some time. Meditate. Talk to the doctors. Go to a cemetery. Do whatever you need. I'm going to go find someone and make them bleed a lot.Alex leaves the locker room as Firewoman stares at the closed door as we... *Fade* |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:10:51 GMT -5
We cut to the melee in the arena which I assume is still going on, and has attracted many folks on the roster. Alexis and Carter have located the Murphys who are attracted to a good fight, and Rory is squaring off with Ghosthead. Mai shows up and immediately goes to help the Murphys. Things are about even for a while, and then the numbers game catches up to Alexis and Carter and they are starting wear down, when Alexander Darling comes out of nowhere to join the fray and even things up. Rory and Ghosthead are still exchanging blows in the corner. Finally, Tommy wilder yells 'BANZAAAI' and enters from somewhere above via a Shooting Star Press, landing on his feet directly behind Alex and attempting a sleeper hold. Rory spies this and ignores Ghosthead for a bit to go assist, but Ghosthead follows. Ghosthead, the Murphys, Mai, and Wilder are all catching some momentum in this 5 on 4 as Alexander tries to fight of Wilder to help his stablemates, but to no avail. Just as he starts to pass out, Wilder falls forward a few steps, loosening the hold and Alex slips out. He shakes his head to get the blood recirculating and sees the reason Wilder fell forward...a well placed kick by Firewoman to his spine. Without hesitation Fire immediately targets Mai and flies in, and the two exchange hockey punches, bloodying both their faces. Alexander goes back to paying attention to Wilder as security starts to flood in, probably by order of GMtheNate. Eventually the combination of security and fatigue get to everyone, and the are easily separated, with much finger pointing and promises to revisit this later flying back and forth. While being separated, Firewoman turns to Alexander and, after wiping some blood onto her hand, roughly smears it onto his face.FW: NEVER question my loyalty again. * she looks at the other three* That goes for all of you. AD: * grabbing her wrist* Will you back that up in the ring though? Fire merely smirks, and Alexander smiles back, seemingly reassured.OOC: The fight can break out again if people want...I just needed a quiet moment for dialog. |
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