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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:25:10 GMT -5
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem (#673)
Live! From Gibraltar
March 25, 2015
OOWF Onslaught Championship Match
Dre Gaines vs. Stank
Non-Title Match
Alexander Darling vs. Chad Madison
Moosehead Jack vs. Road Banger Thrash
Ecosystem vs. Demon Smoke
Tytan vs. Awesome Bill From Dawsonville
Chloe vs. Justin Sane
Murphy’s Law vs. Christian Carter & Alexis Darling
Firewoman & Rory Albright vs. Mai Muyo & Miranda Williams
Tarian vs. Ghosthead
Matt Folz vs. Tommy Wilder vs. LD Williams
Power Memorial Service
Card subject to the territorial dispute
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:25:37 GMT -5
*Murphy's Law are sitting in a booth in the Destroyitarium, drinking pints of Guinness. Daniella is carefully replacing the barbed wire on Achushla, the hurley (stick used in the Irish sport of hurling) the Murphys were given by their grandfather, who used it to enforce decorum in his pub* Dee: Quite the week. DK: I feel like the amount of adult beverages we drank was a sufficiency, any more would have been an abundancy, any less a deficiency. Dee: I was talking about the wrestling. Dre Gaines seems like the real deal. We've got issues with Royalty. Lots going on in the OOWF. DK: And UConn? Dee (drinks beer and belches): My version of no worries, mate. The men are playing with the house's money after last year, and the women will kick ass as usual. DK: Planning on doing a run-in? Dee: They don't need it. DK: No chair shots to opposing coaches? Dee: I told you not to bring that up. |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:25:59 GMT -5
OOC: Without getting into too many details, let's just say getting involved in a car accident isn't something I'd recommend. THAT's why I haven't been around for a bit. IC: We see Matt Folz leaving one of Gibraltar's finest convenience stores with two bags full of snacks when Scheme Gene comes up to him. SG: Matt, can I get a quick word? MF: Make it fast Gene. It's the 3rd Thursday in March and you're cutting into valuable junk food eating time. SG: Last night you lost a match that would have given you an automatic World Heavyweight Championship shot at the next Pay Per View. Do you consider this a set back in your crusade against Royalty? MF: No, not at all. This isn't just about the Championship. This is about much more personal reasons than that. SG: And what are some of those reasons? MF: February 26th of last year, Alexander Darling and Alexis Darling get involved in my World Championship match against Christian Carter. Alexander conveniently and 'accidentally' leaves a fucking sledgehammer in the middle of the ring that Alexis uses to fuck up my knee and allows Carter to win the match. March 30th: One of the darkest days of my life. Carter and his band of thugs mastermind an attack and go not after me but instead force me to watch as they attack MY WIFE! August 3rd of that year Alexander Darling attacks me in a match he didn't have a damn thing to do with and comes within literally one fucking second of ending my career. Hell on Earth of that year? Darling goads me into putting my wife on the line in a match and I stupidly agree. Then she ends up working for Royalty for a month. And that's just the shit that's happened to me, I haven't even mentioned what they've done to the rest of the company. That is why I'm doing this. So right here and now, I know there are ninja cams all over recording this, I'd like to address the rest of this company. First, to Royalty: I issue you a challenge. Not this week, not this month but at Hell On Earth. Long term booking, yet another thing we're much better at than the WWE. To the members of Royalty, I challenge you to a 5 on 5 match of my own design. And to the rest of the members of the OOWF? Hell, I know I'm not going to convince you to trust me or change your opinions of me between now and then. I'm not a 'White Hat' and I'm sure as fuck not a leader. But I know a lot of you despise Royalty as much as I do. So if you're interested in getting in on this, come seek me out. And for those who I personally request to meet and gauge your interest, I hope you keep an open mind. FADE |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:26:19 GMT -5
(Tytan stands in front of the OOWF banner. He is by himself and begins to pace.) Tytan: Awesome Bill! You stepped into the wrong war you are about to become a causality in what's going to be a bloody violent war. But this isn't about you. You are just an obstacle that has gotten in the way. And what I am going to do it what I do best. I am going to go right through it. Then when your rotten carcass is sitting on the side of the rode and the vultures are picking at your flesh. Ecosystem and I can move on and take what we want. That is the tag-team titles from you Saints. You have held those titles long enough. But it's nice to see that you have finally taken notice to us. We are coming up fast on you and we won't stop until we take what is ours. Oh and by the way don't think I have forgotten about your little sneak attack. I still owe you one. (He walks off and fade) |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:29:22 GMT -5
Firewoman is WORKING OUT~! but with a camera crew following her. In between sets, she is asked questions by someone dressed like an interviewer, and explains what she's doing, why, and other bits of fitness trivia. Occasionally, Fire will stop mid-exercise for a camera to take still photos. Finally, they are done and they go over to two director chairs set up with a table and a potted plant between them. Melissa Neubart: I'm really glad our schedules worked out. I know Alexis was trying to set this up ever since the Run DEA days. FW: Yeah, well, I wasn't quite so good with calendars then. Or interviews or promotional stuff or-- MN: Well, either way...the video clips will look great on our website and the interview will be there too, but of course we'll have it in the magazine as well. If you can email us favorite meal plans that'd be great. You're vegan right? FW: Uh, no, not anymore. MN: Oh? Well, darn, we were hoping to feature that as an option for our readers. FW: I can probably remember what I used to do. MN: SUPER! * to camera guy* We ready? Camera guy gives her a thumbs up.MN: Great.............Hi there, Muscle and Fitness Hers readers, I'm here with OOWF Professional Wrestler Lisa "Firewoman" Quinn Darling. Is it okay if I call you Lisa? FW: No. Not even a little bit. MN: Oh...uh.... okay, well, Firewoman, you've certainly had an eventful career. You're the first female Onslaught, Intercontinental, and World Champion, first and only female Grand Slam and Six Pack winner. How long did it take you to do all that? FW: Well, I joined the OOWF in 2007, and I think I won the Grand Slam in 2012, so five years? Maybe, I'm not good with dates. MN: In between all that, your life has been displayed on the OOWF-TV network, and you've had some... interesting experiences. FW: Yeah, we all got put in a Filipino jail once, that was fun...I think it was the Philippines...it might have been Thailand...I don't know, I'm not so good with maps. MN: You've been to so many, I can imagine they'd all run together. FW: Yeah, we've wrestled on, literally, every continent, including Antarctica. We thought we'd be everywhere but an analysis showed we've not been to parts of sub-Saharan Africa, so I think they're putting together a tour for that. I'm looking forward to it. MN: You got your start in Japan-- FW: Not, really I started in Philly at Ring of Honor-- MN: Oh right, where you met your husband... FW: Well...yeah, but we didn't know that at the time. I mean...We kind of dated, but it wasn't really the right time. Anyway, then we went to Japan together, and got more training, all of which is well known, probably-- MN: Our readers aren't really pro wrestling fans. FW: Oh...well...We joined NOAH, which has a great reputation for strong style-- MN: And that's when you broke up? FW: Eh, I don't know that we broke up, really, our careers stated to diverge. I was learning how-- MN: When did you meet Chris Jericho? FW: Huh? Oh, on the plane back from Japan...so yeah, I went to Storm Wrestling Academy where I learned-- MN: It says here you were engaged to him. FW: Lance Storm? MN: No, Chris Jericho. FW: Oh yeah, but then that didn't work out-- MN: You left him at the altar? FW: Well, not exactly, I was going to marry him but Alexander and I had gotten drunk at my bachelorette party and-- MN: And it took you two a while before-- FW: Look, what magazine is this again? MN: Muscle and Fitness Hers. FW: Right...and what EXACTLY does any of this have to do with that? MN: Well, our readers like to get to know the women whose exercise regimes have been profiled, what ELSE is important to them. FW: And...the history of my romantic relationships is important...how? MN: Firewoman, you are such a feminist icon.... FW: Uh huh... MN: No really...breaking into a tough and someone say brutal men's sport, and excelling, yet still, you have a softer side. FW: .............as in....? MN: Well, there's Alexander Darling currently, but John Ross Ewing, Chris Jericho, Chad Madison, rumors of a relationship with Tyson Kincaid.... you're devoted to your brother... some on our staff think you and Stank would make a good pairing-- FW: Stank is like a brother. MN: Ah, so no interracial dating for you? FW: What? No, that's not...look, what's your point? MN: Just that you have this aura of a women who controls her own destiny, yet there seems to always be an important male voice in the picture. FW: .... MN: And, as you've matured, you seem to have been more accepting of this....balance maybe? I dunno.... FW: ...... MN: The role of the men in your life seems to have increased over time, and so-- FW: You know....I just remembered...I have another thing I need to do. Lucky will get with you about scheduling or maybe you can just leave it at the fitness. I'll send you the meal plans. MN: But-- Fire doesn't answer and gets up and ... well, she doesn't quite STORM out, but it's really close. As she not-storms out, she bumps into Chad Madison in the hallway.FW: Dammit. CM: Geez, in a hurry?
She starts to walk off.
CM: Look, Fire, about before, I... I mean I meant it, but-- FW: Stuff it, Cowboy. I don't want to hear it right now. She continues down the hall.CM: Sheesh.... FADE. |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:30:01 GMT -5
(The Saints of Sinners are on the flight to Gibraltar. Chloe is seated in a row totally separate from the other Saints, cradling her Branding Iron and snoring loudly with no one near her. Moose, Stank, and LD Williams are drinking. )Moose: So, you get a shot at your “Brutha” this week. Stank: Shut up! Moose: Keep up that attitude and you'll have that Onslaught title back in no time. Stank: Blacker than me, my ass. LD: Moose gets the new kid with the big mouth, and she gets Justin. I'm stuck in a three way with the two biggest faces in the company. Stank: Folz will be happy to hear you say that. LD: Seriously, Moose, what's with her? Moose: She can't sleep. Claims the person that's talking to her is keeping her up at night. LD: The voice that claims to be a “friend of Patrick”? Stank: This is strange, even for her. Moose: I'm worried. This business with Power is getting to her. Stank: Why's she sitting all the way over there? (Chloe startles awake and begins swinging the branding iron. She smacks a traveling PHWF talent in the next row before sinking back in the seat and falling back asleep. She's smiling for a moment but her expression becomes more upset and angry as time passes.)Stank: Damn. Moose: Any more questions? (The Saints resume their drinking as the scene fades) |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:30:26 GMT -5
~~~ We find ourselves looking in at Chad Madison, once again relaxing in his hot tub. We hear footsteps again. Again, Chad does not even open his eves. ~~~ Chad: Back so soon? Figured you'd still be out celebrating ~~~ No response. Again, we see a pair of female legs step into camera view. Suddenly, the camera pans up..... and we see an RSNFJ with mic in hand. ~~~ Chad: (opens his eyes) I should have guessed. RNSFJ: Were you expecting someone else? Chad: Kind of. Not Really. RNSFJ: So this past MidWeek Mayhem.... Chad: Miranda earned herself a Pay Per View World Championship Match. I am thrilled for her. I have said it numerous times here lately, she is the fastest rising star in the company. Now you see why. RNSFJ: So you aren't upset? Chad: Would I have liked that spot? Of course. Do I want to earn a Championship Opportunity? No. RNSFJ: You... you don't? Chad: No, I have already earned one. I walked in against the World Champion and won. Why Corbitt hasn't given me my rematch yet is baffling. RNSFJ: What about Matt Folz proclamation? You had stated a willingness to work with him already once. Chad: Matt's plan is.... unrealistic. Royalty has no reason to accept a match of His choosing this far out. And besides, at Hell On Earth, I plan on defending my World Championship that night. RNSFJ: I think that's it.... Want some company? Chad: Not today, thanks. ~~~ The RNSFJ pouts, but turns and leaves. Chad leans his head back and closes his eyes again. The camera pans up to the clock on the wall, and we see the hands spin quickly ahead an hour. We pan back down to Chad, who apparently hasn't moved. We hear footsteps yet again, and a pair of women's legs appear in camera shot. Again, a towel drops. ~~~ Chad: Back so soon? Figured you'd still be out celebrating. Come on in and we can talk. ~~~ Fade ~~~ |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:30:56 GMT -5
Ecosystem approaches Mai Muyo backstage and traces his finger along her forehead stiches.Mai: (slapping his hand away) Don't touch. Eco: Fire sure did a number with those brass knuckles. Mai: Uh-huh. Care to revise your statement about forgiving her? Eco: Doesn't your guy say to forgive not seven, but seventy-seven times? Mai: (a little hurt) Junichiro . . . you're that fallen away that Jesus is "my guy" now? Eco: No, that . . . I am very fallen away, but that was flippant. Anyway, you're tough. I'd call you a tough son of a bitch, but you know . . . can't call mom that. Mai: I think you can just call me a tough bitch. Eco and Mai smile.Mai: Ugh, don't make me smile, I'm mad at you. Eco: Well, I didn't come to make you smile. I was going to ask if you wanted to say any words at . . . we're doing a service on Wednesday - Mai: I know. Did Mary Lou or someone ask me? Eco: No, but I'm still in charge of this place some, so if you want - Mai: (waves hand) Not unless they ask. Eco: Okay. Mai looks down.Eco: You know, the last time they did one of these for me . . . it turned out - Mai: I think that's very unlikely. Eco: I know. The two hug.FADE |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:32:07 GMT -5
(The plane landed a few hours ago in Gibraltor. Chloe is wandering in the traveling OOWF complex exhausted and half asleep. She finds herself in front of NOWHERE. She sighs and wanders in. Bill, Justin, and Ellie May are sitting around a large table with several Mason Jars in front of them. Chloe walks up to the table, drops her branding iron on top of the table, and slumps in the chair, almost dozing off. But, people start talking.) Bill: Whoo! Paul Roma! Or is you Edrification? Justin: Which one are you? Chloe: I'm the one that's alive. Justin: Are you sure? You might be a ghost. Bill: She is? Justin: She is? Bill: That explains it! She's onna them Haint's a Sinners! She's a GHOST! Chloe: No, I'm just half dead. (Turning to nobody) SHUT UP! Justin: Who are you talking to? Bill: Hell, son, cant'cha see she's talking to nobody, and if she's talking to nobody, ain't no place better to do it than here in NOWHERE! Chloe: Yeah, yeah, Wednesday night Justin I'm gonna hit you so hard... (Pointing to the PCPL) That stuff make you sleep? Bill: Weeeeell........not so much sleep as completely lose consciousness...... Chloe: What about headaches? Bill: You won't feel nothing. Ellie: For days.... Chloe: Make it a double. (Turns to voice) No I won't. I need sleep. I WON'T. (Turns back) Make it a triple. Bill: Uhhhhh....Who ya talking to? Chloe: Friend of Moose's dead brother. Justin: She's talking to ghosts. She must be a ghost. Bill: Or a Shark Dracula! Ellie: Or Gary Spivey. Bill: Uh, listen chere, by law, you have ta tell us if yous a shark dracula ghost! Justin: I think that's only for cops. Bill: Shark Ghost Draculas is cops too? Justin: THEY ARE? Bill: THEY ARE! Danged old Johnny Law always trying to come up with some new fangled way to catch us. Chloe: (Standing up and yelling at nobody) Dammit, SHUT THE FUCK UP! I need some rest! I haven't slept in days, and you keep waking me up. Leave me the FUCK ALONE! (Chloe grabs one of the Mason Jars and throws it in the general direction of where she thinks the voice is coming from. It hits the wall, eating away at the paint and the wall. Chloe's fury turns to sheepishness as she realizes everyone in NOWHERE is looking at her. Finally Arctic McBearington walks up to Chloe.) AmcB: Miss, I'm afraid I'm going to have to cut you off. Chloe: BUT I HAVEN'T HAD ANYTHING YET! Ellie: With PCPL that's usually the best time... Chloe: YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! I NEED SOME REST! AmcB: I understand, Miss, but I can't serve you anything. Now please leave before I have to call security. Bill: (Hiding under the table) Noooo...he's gonna call the Shark Dracula Ghost Cops! Justin: He is? AmcB: I is, er, I am? Bill: HE IS! Chloe: FINE! Bill: Is we gonna be fined AGAIN! (Chloe grabs a Mason Jar from the table and goes to walk out with it, but somehow trips over her Branding Iron and the Mason Jar goes flying. It hits the wall and more paint goes peeling and another hole starts. Chloe screams NOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Bill screams NOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Chloe begins cursing at nobody as she staggers out of NOWHERE and Bill runs over to the holes in the wall, kneels and begins crying.) Justin: I hope she's OK. Ellie: You wrestle her this week. Justin: I hope she doesn't hurt me. (Ellie May rolls her eyes and Chloe comes back in to collect her Branding Iron, the cursing at nobody continuing as the scene fades.) |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:35:41 GMT -5
(Miranda, Dee and DK, Jamie and Matt Folz all sit around Tommy, who's watching a video on his computer, and is strangely low key as he sips his Mt. Dew Voltage) Miranda – You OK? Folz – Hey kid – you gave it a great shot. Until he pull out those 'knucks, you had him going. TW – (Looks up) – Yeah, I know. Just thinkin' DK – You can't fixate, Tommy. TW – Hey, I took a shot, and crashed. Should've seen that coming. Dee – You don't have eyes in the back of your head. Tommy (Smiling) – I know. Just thinkin' Here – check this. (Tommy turns the scree so everyone can see the video he's watching – It shows skateboarders, going off ramps, quarter and half pipes, then pulling the board out from under their feet, holding it up high and attempting a spin – one, two, crash Next one doesn't get the board back down and hits HARD. The next bails out. He shows them a dozen cuts, each skateboarder failing, and landing hard. Some get in some spins, some come up short. None of them land the move.) DK – What the hell are they doin'? TW – That's called a 1080 Crist Air to Fakey – get air, pull the deck from under your feet, hold it overhead, 1080 spin, then land clean – off foot in front, lead foot in back. Jamie – Watching the next crash – that looks like it HURT. TW – 30', 40' feet in the air and hitting all wood. MF – Why are you watching this? MW – Yeah – why? I can't imagine it makes you feel better, watching these dudes plant over and over. You usually aren't into street sadism. TW – Wow! Looks who's pickin' up the lingo! Nah, partner – I'm not getting off on these. I'm just reminding myself of something. DK – That picking a fight with the Saints and then ALL of the Royalty by yourself isn't the stupidest thing you have done? (Laughter) TW – Nah – None of these guys EVER pulled this off. Not Hawk, JRB, Sean White, Rodriguez, Blaine – heck, Jay Crist never even tried it. Check it – (Next eight clips show a skater trying the move over and over, hitting the deck HARD each time – a few times he can't get up afterward more than a few times, there is blood on the ramp. In the last clip, the skaters right leg looks like there is an extra joint between the knee and ankle, and some bone is protruding from his collarbone area. JF – Oh my god. MW – Wait. I recognize those moves – Tommy – that's YOU! Dee – Wow. Hardcore. TW – Yup. I broke my leg, both collarbones, my wrist twice, dislocated a shoulder and a knee, a concussion through my lid, and some 600 stitches Trying that. MF – And the point is? MW – Crashing and burning is part of the process. That's easy to do and everyone does it. What makes a dude hardcore is getting off the wood and doing it again. As many times as they can take it. TW – Yup. Same going after the OOWF Belt. It's the only championship I haven't won. It's my Crist 1080 Fakey. The times I got a run at it – bam. Deck plant. MW – But you're going after it again. TW – Yup. This is just a reminder of what it'll take. MF – I understand, Tommy. We'll leave you be. TW – Thanks man. I appreciate it. (Smiles a small smile) (They all go back to their seats as Tommy turns the scree back. After watching a few more of his wipeouts, the video cuts to a skate park in Bemidji Minnesota, where a banner "St Jude Charity Open Skate" hangs on the fence. There are maybe 300 people in the stands, with one section made up of kids who are getting treatment at the hospital many are bald or in wheelchairs. The quarter pipe finals run list has no big names, except for Tommy Wilder who has "Non-compete" next to his name. He's at the top of the ramp, shoots down the 40' kicker and goes HIGH into the air – He pulls the board from under his feet and holds his arms to the sides, palms up, face to the sun, like he is flying – 1, 2, 3 and a half spins, he gets the board under his feet, and landing fakey! As the crowd goes ballistic, Tommy glides to a stop mid run, walks over to the kid's section, where someone hands him a sharpie – He signs his board and helmet, handing each to a different kid, smiling the whole time getting hugs from the kids. Tommy walks out to the middle of the ramp, bows, and walks off the ramp with a wave.) TW – Yeah, I got a few more shots down the ramp in me. (Grins) Oh yeah... Video goes to black….. |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:38:43 GMT -5
Firewoman is SITTING~! in Royalty's suite, curled up on one end of the sofa. A cup of coffee balances on the arm as she holds the tablet watching videos in one hand, and absentmindedly twirls a dreadlock in the other. Alexander comes in with a garment bag.AD: Hey there. FW: Hey. * still watching* Alexander takes the bag off the garment to reveal a plain but elegant black dress. He clears his throat to get her attention and she looks up, mid twirl. She looks at the dress, studying it.AD: Whatcha think? FW: Nice...I think it's too small for you though. AD: Not for me, silly, for you. FW: Um... AD: Power's memorial service? FW: Oh, are we going to that? AD: Hell, yes we are going to that, and I'm popping popcorn just to see of Chloe has a meltdown. It's mandatory anyway, but beside that the Royalty should go pay respects to one of their fallen subjects. FW: Mm-hmm...and you thought I'd like that? AD: Does it matter? You'll look hot, and it fits your role in the group, my Queen. FW: I just figure you'd ask what I wanted, 'sall. AD: You'd say a biker jacket and jeans. I took care of it. Fire goes back to watching video. Alexander just shakes his head and goes to hang it in their room. He comes back out.
AD: Whatcha watchin'? FW: OOWF-TV archive. AD: Wow, for only $6.66? FW: Mmmhmm... AD: Preparing for your match? FW: Alex.... AD: Yes, my queen... FW: Okay, one, stop that. AD: Whatever you say, my....um.... FW: Ecosystem had a memorial show. AD: Yeah, I guess. FW: And Spin Hansen, too. And now Power. AD: Okay... FW: Did I have one? AD: * awkwardly and somewhat sadly* Um...well, no..... FW: Oh.....okay. AD: .... FW: .... AD: .... FW: Why is that? AD: You didn't die, Fire. FW: Neither did Eco. AD: But we didn't KNOW that at the time. FW: You didn't know I didn't either. And I did. Twice. AD: Fire, is that what you're watching? So you see how crazy with grief I was. FW: I guess...Moose, not so much. AD: I couldn't even accept it, much less plan-- FW: Hell, Chad didn't even say anything. AD: Not publicly, and...are you really ticked off about this now? Four years later? Alexander is annoyed, but Fire is calm.
FW: No, I was just curious... AD: If you keep fast forwarding you'll see that after we received your wedding ring and the very well done faked death certificate that we began to plan one. FW: Oh. AD: And then you came back. FW: Right...Okay. Has it been four years? Wow, the anniversary came and went and I barely even noticed. AD: Well, you were a little distracted with our plan... FW: Our plan. Right. AD: I promise, next time you die in the ring, I'll make a big deal about it, okay? But I won't have to because I am NOT going through that again. FW: Well, I hope to not inconvenience you then. Alex laughs at Fire's "joke" but Fire merely smiles. He gives her a kiss on the forehead.AD: You better not. Gotta run...see ya. He hops up and grabs his coat to leave for elsewhere. Fire goes back to watching videos and being thoughtful. |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:39:39 GMT -5
<Cut to the top of the Gibraltar arena where Chloe is lashing out at thin air with her cattle prod, eyes bloodshot, you can see she is running on fumes> C: I SAID LEAVE ME ALONE! <Chloe swings some more then falls to her knees and sighs heavily. She drops her cattle prod and slowly gets to her feet. All the emotion drains from her face. She wanders around for a bit, then softly starts singing a song> One, two
What did I do?<Chloe walks toward the ledge of the building and stands there and looks down> three, four
close the cage door<Chloe steps onto the ledge of the building and stares down at the parking lot, some fifty or sixty feet down> five, six
we're a bunch of lunatics<Chloe dangles one foot over the edge, nearly loses her balance, but regains just in time> seven, eight
already sealed my fate<Chloe stands straight up and spreads her arms in the Christ pose> nine, ten
she'll never breathe again<Chloe looks down and appears to be about to jump when we hear Moose> MHJ: Chloe <Chloe turns and looks at Moose, exhaustion in her expression> MHJ: What are you doing Chloe? C: I........I'm not sure MHJ: Why are you up here? C: She told me to come up here MHJ: What is she telling you now? C: <looking down at the parking lot> take the next step MHJ: Chloe, you can't do that C: But Jack.......I'm so tired, and she won't let me sleep, what else can I do? MHJ: <spreading his arms> Come here C: <turning to Jack and nearly losing her balance> It won't stop. I can't..........I just can't MHJ: Chloe, look at me <Chloe finally turns to face Moose, and when she does, Stank and LD grab her and pull her back from the ledge. Stank hefts her over his shoulder, Chloe is too exhausted to fight, she looks at Moose with tears in her eyes> C: It wasn't supposed to...... MHJ: I know. Lucas, take her back to the locker room, do not let her leave, I don't care if you have to knock her out, please, do not let her leave <Stank nods and turns around and walks off. Moose and LD stand there for a moment not saying a word> LD: You probably saved her MHJ: Yeah LD: That's a very face-like thing to do MHJ: Shut it Billy Dee <LD turns to Moose with a serious look on his face> LD: Jack......she's a Saint. We have her back, I want you to know this MHJ: I know LD: <eyeing Moose carefully> What is it about her? MHJ: <slowly shaking his head> She reminds me of someone I once knew <LD nods knowingly but doesn't say a word. He slaps Moose on the shoulder and they head back into the arena, and we fade to black> |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:41:49 GMT -5
**Sometime later, L.D. and Miranda Williams are drinking coffee at Ric's. We join them mid-conversation.** LDW: "I like wrestling Folz. We understand each other. We get in the ring, we hit each other with anything that isn't nailed down, and may the hardest hitter win. It's simple and it's direct. Wilder...it's like wrestling a superball. Every time you blink, he's climbed something stupid and is about to jump on your head." M: "If you wanna trade..." LDW: "...No." M: "Didn't think so. Any suggestions on how to handle Fire?" LDW: "Forget that she was your mentor and remember that she's Royalty." M: "Do you really think she's changed that much?" LDW: "Doesn't matter. Fire's one of the best. She'll take advantage of any weakness, any mistake. Albright is no slouch either. And your partner is a little..." M: "Fixated?" LDW: "That'll do. Bottom line, you can't afford to think of Fire as anything other than another -extremely dangerous - opponent. If there's air to clean between you two, this week isn't the time." M: "Speaking of clearing the air, have you talked to Moose yet?" LDW: "...Nope." M: "You should. You'll drive yourself nuts otherwise." LDW: "Have you seen where I work?" <fade> |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:42:49 GMT -5
**Later still, Moose has managed to find his usual dive, and is sitting alone in a corner nursing a bottle. L.D. Williams enters and sits beside him. They sit in silence for a while, until Moose finally speaks. ** MHJ: " If you have something to say..." LDW: "-" MHJ: "Let me guess...Tytan." LDW: "You remember." MHJ: "Of course I remember, Billy Dee. I've been expecting this since it happened." LDW: "No one else dies in my ring, Moose. That's what I said. I made a vow. But..." MHJ: "She died." LDW: "She died." MHJ: "So now what?" LDW: "...I don't know." MHJ: "What Tytan did to Fire...that was intentional. Premeditated. Power...we didn't know. She shouldn't have been in the ring in that condition. I'm not gonna apologize for what happened, not even to you." LDW: "Wouldn't matter anyway. Apologies are the last thing on my mind." MHJ: "What, then? Justice? Proof of intent?...if we planned this, would Chloe be reacting the way she is?" LDW: "No...and I'm not sure even she is that good an actor." MHJ: "Well, you know where I stand. You do what you have to." LDW: "-" MHJ: "Do I need to be looking over my shoulder in parking lots?" LDW: "...no more than usual." <fade> |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:43:21 GMT -5
~~~ Dre Gaines is inside the Destroyitarium, Onslaught Title on the table in front of him when SFJ#77 walks in ~~~ SFJ#77: Are you still celebrating? Dre: Gurl, you know every day is a party when Da Champ Is Here! SFJ#77: Shouldn't you be, you know, doing Something to get ready to face Stank this coming week? Dre: I gots this. Ya see, me and mah boy DK is gonna hit the heavy bag in a while, den Dee and Is gonna do some cardio. But first, I gotta do one mo thang. SFJ#77: What is that? ~~~ Dre stands, climbs on the table, puts the Onslaught Title around his waist and flexes both biceps, and starts yelling ~~~ Dre: DRE GAINES IS YOUR ONSLAUGHT CHAMPION BAYBEE! COME GET SOME SUCKAS! DRINK AND DESTROY GONNA DROP IT G STYLE ON ALL Y'ALL ASSES! ~~~ SFJ#77 shakes her head and we fade ~~~ |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:43:51 GMT -5
Renata Younger approaches Junichiro "Ecosystem" Muyo when he is walking and sending an email on his phone.Younger: Junichiro, just a moment of your time. Ecosystem: What do you need? Younger: Just a word or two about your match with Demon Smoke. You did lose to him the week before - Ecosystem: My team lost to him. Chloe, specifically. You know Chloe? Chloe, the one riding close to the edge of sanity, and Moosehead Jack helped her leap right off? And now he's constantly watching to make sure she doesn't actually leap, because then he would have to confront just how empty his life is - I mean, because he cares for her. Younger: Be that as it may, I actually think Thrash and Smoke beat you the week before too, actually, Thrash pinned you - Ecosystem snatches the mic from Renata.Ecosystem: Leave. She does. Eco faces the camera and pockets his phone.Ecosystem: Demon Smoke. You've had a great couple of weeks. An exceptional couple of weeks. No one can take that away from you. But come Mayhem, that little run? That little run where your big boy Thrash got a couple lucky pinfalls? That run comes to an end. See, everyone always buys into this crap. The big rookie runs up a couple wins against the big dogs, and everyone expects he's shooting right to the top! You want to go to the top fast, Smoke, there's only one fast lane available in the OOWF, and that's taking my hand and saying, Mr. Junichiro Muyo, I respect you, I want to work with you. You go with me, you don't go through me. Because if you try to go through me, you have one of two options. One: Junichiro Muyo sadistically, emphatically, viciously destroys you and takes you out, the same way I took out Chris Evans, the same way I took out Danny Taylor. Two: Junichiro Muyo simply RONDA ROUSEY'S YOUR ASS! Demon Smoke, at Midweek Mayhem . . . you're going to get your ass beat by Ecosystem. You're going to get beat by Ecosystem. You're going to get beat up by Ecosystem. You're going to get hurt by Ecosystem. You're going to get embarrassed by Ecosystem. You're going to be emasculated by Ecosystem. You're going to be CONQUERED! CONQUERED! CONQUERED! . . . by Junichiro Muyo. Apologies to Paul. FADE |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:45:57 GMT -5
Firewoman is SITTING~! in her session with Dr. Freedman, annoyed because she can't pretend to pay attention yet really be Facebooking, like she could on Skype.DrF: I am really amazed at your progress. FW: Even with my occasional outbursts? DrF: Fire, people get angry. Normal, sane people get angry. Sometimes they even throw things. You getting angry is not backsliding, and in fact, getting angry at the right things is healthy. FW: Who defines "right" though? DrF: Well...um....you do, society, does...look, you're in a violent place with violent people. I don't expect you to suddenly be a pacifist, in fact, if you were I'd think you'd need another month at-- Fire stops him with a look.DrF: * not intimidated* I mean you STILL have the ID bracelet on. FW: You know why. We've just spent an hour talking about, it. Which means your time is up and I can go. DrF: Not quite. Today's our double session. Firewoman had gotten up to leave, but instead turns and flops in the chair like a petulant teenager.DrF: Now...about your addiction. FW: I think most shrinks dislike calling it that. It's more an obsession. DrF: It's more a way to dodge problems rather than deal with them, eh? FW: ... DrF: ... FW: You've gotten lippy since Alan Arkin died. DrF: Allan Arbus. FW: Whoever. DrF: Regardless...no "dates?" FW: No... DrF: What about Alex? FW: * shrug* What he does is his business. We've been over this, that's how "open marriage" works. I guess if he's sitting in the chair you can tell him he can't have any fun. DrF: This isn't about "fun," Fire...your exploits got you banned from not one, but two countries....COUNTRIES. One, you weren't even IN! FW: Well, I didn't go anywhere or do anything or anyONE. See, I can quit whenever I want. DrF: Did you log on to the 12-step group? FW: No, I got distracted. DrF: By what. FW: Looking at porn. Dr. Freedman gives Fire a disapproving look.FW: I'm KIDDING. I got distracted by this: DrF: Interesting. FW: I was up all night...watching it over and over....What do you see when you watch that? Fire presses play and it restarts. Dr. Freedman watches it for a bit.DrF: I think the question is, what do YOU see? WHO do you see? Firewoman watches it one more time.FW: Someone I used to know....Feels like a completely different person, but....that's me, right? DrF: You're not sure? FW: No...I mean....yes. I don't know. But... I think it's time to find out. DrF: .... FW: .... DrF: So...you're ready? FW: I think it's time. DrF: Are you sure? FW: ......no. Fire smiles slightly and gets up to leave, still occasionally watching the clip on her tablet as she walks down the hall. |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:46:59 GMT -5
We see Matt Folz sitting and killing time before the early games when his lovely wife comes and sits down next to him. JF: Can we talk? MF: Of course, about what? JF: Your last promo. MF: Ah, yes, admittedly I did make a mistake there. I forgot to congratulate Miranda on her win. That was a hell of a match. JF: That's it? That's the only mistake you made, you're sure about that? MF: Yeah. Why? What are you talking about? JF: Calling out Royalty? MF: What? We did discuss this hon. Chad Madison is right though, I don't expect them to accept the challenge right away. They have no incentive yet. JF: Why issue the challenge then? MF: Because I'm going to give them that incentive. Any matches Royalty want to get involved in? I'm going to be there. Any World Championship matches that asshole tries to cheat his way through? Fuck him, I'm going to be there. Every Mayhem, every Pay Per View until they have no choice BUT to accept. JF: In other words, you're placing an even bigger target on your back. MF: I suppose that's one way of looking at it. JF: And this is supposed to somehow reassure me? MF: Probably not. You're worried that they're going to try and take me out? JF: Yes. MF: Fucking let them try. Shit, a hell of a lot better people have tried. (Matt lifts up his shirt to reveal scars on his back from going through a flaming table and then shows off scars on his forehead) The Five tried a few times, I'm still here. (Matt lifts up his pants leg to show his ankle) The Saints of Sinners tried, I'm still here. The Suicide Kings tried both physically AND mentally to break me, and I'm still here. Look, with my mouth, my attitude and my winning personality I'm sure it's inevitable that someone will eventually end my career the exact same way I ended Moreland's. But it sure as fuck won't be that piece of shit Christian Carter or Alexander Motherfucking Darling. I damn sure am not going to allow that. JF: Alright, I don't like this, you know that. But if I can't talk you out of it, I'll support you. MF: Thank you. JF: How much time before the early games start? MF: About 45 minutes, why? JF (Rubbing Matt's arm): I'm just wondering if there are other ways to get my husband's attention. Matt smiles and the ninja cam slowly backs away as we....... FADE |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:47:37 GMT -5
(Chloe continues to wander around the Saints of Sinners Locker room, bloodshot eyes and all. She will occasionally drop into a chair and begins snoring loudly, but then suddenly wake up swinging wildly. Stank is on “Chloe watch” for the moment and as she begins to move for the door he speaks.)
Stank: Chloe, you know what Moose said.
Chloe: I can't, Mr Mann. I've done everything, tried it all. I can't get any rest. I need sleep... (Turning to nobody) Shut the Fuck up! I do too! Fuck off!(turning back) I've tried everything, nothing will let me sleep. I just need a hour of being knocked the fuck....
(A light dawns in Chloe's bloodshot eyes. She walks up to Stank, wobbly but defiant.)
Chloe: Hit me.
Stank: ...what?
Chloe: Hit me. Knock me the fuck out.
Stank: Chloe, it's not...I don't...
Chloe: Come on, Lucas, hit me. Why not? You heard what Jack said.
Stank: Chloe, it's not that easy...
Chloe: What is it, afraid of a girl?
Stank: It's...what?
Chloe: Afraid I'll hit you back, hurt you...maybe Dre is blacker than you...Juni was right...about “you people”...hell, my sister … beat … she …
(Chloe starts trembling, and Stank stands up. He puts his massive arms around her and holds her as the scene fades.) |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:48:13 GMT -5
<we cut to the Nowhere Bar, Grille and PCPL Repository where Ellie May is trying to go over match strategy with Justin and Bill> EMFE: Ok, Justin, you have Chloe this week JS: Who may be a ghost ABFD: And a cop EMFE: What? No. She is not a ghost, or a cop. Especially a cop ABFD: But, she's onna them thar Haint's a Sinners! She's a ghost! EMFE: Is Moosehead Jack a ghost? JS: I don't think so EMFE: Is LD Williams a ghost? JS: No. He is definitely not a ghost EMFE: Is Stank a ghost? ABFD: Well, he can't be a ghost! He's the wrong color! <Ellie May and Justin both just stare at Bill with their mouths open> ABFD: What? EMFE: You wanna, maybe, rethink that statement? ABFD: What? You ever seen a black ghost? EMFE: What? ABFD: Whenever there's a ghost, that ol boy is whitern'hell! You ever seen a black ghost? JS: Wait.......if it was night, you COULDN'T see them! ABFD: So, maybe he IS a ghost! EMFE: No, you can see Stank. All the time. He is NOT a ghost ABFD: You sure? EMFE: Positive. Now, Justin, you know Chloe is insane, right? JS: She doesn't seem so crazy to me EMFE: Which says all you need to know right there ABFD: Huh? EMFE: Never mind. Chloe is tired. She looks like she hasn't slept in weeks. Use your speed to tire her out even more JS: What if she catches me? EMFE: Play dead JS: What? ABFD: HOT DAMN! That's a good idea! Justin, it's like them thar possums. When theys scared, they done ball up and play like they's dead! Whatever critter is foolin with 'em gets tired of it and just goes away! You'd win by countout! JS: I would? ABFD: You would! JS: I like that! So, just go to the ring and play dead! EMFE: Well, I mean, not right away..... JS: But, if I ain't dead, then pretend I'm dead, won't she know I'm not dead, and only playing dead? EMFE: Well.....she might, but..... JS: Can't I just be dead before the match too? EMFE: <sighing> How would you get to the ring? JS: Hmmmmm ABFD: I KNOW! Drunkette can drag your coffin to the ring, like that ol Bossyman did! Or.......we can do like that Plundertaker guy and have them robey folks carry your coffin to the ring! JS: Yeah! EMFE: Wait......I don't think........where would we even find "them robey folks" and, honestly do you REALLY think Chloe would fall for that? JS: Well, you said she hasn't slept in weeks...... EMFE: <sighing again> Ok, fine, I'll add it to the list......."look for robey folks" ABFD: Out damnstandener than hell! EMFE: And Bill, you have Tytan ABFD: Ok EMFE: That's all? Just ok? ABFD: He's a good guy EMFE: No, he isn't ABFD: Beside, if I beat him, I get to be a Greek God! EMFE: What? ABFD: He's onna them thar Greek Gods, and if I beat him, I get to wear the Gree God Championship Belt! EMFE: That's.........that's not even a thing! He isn't a Greek God! JS: He's a moon of Saturn ABFD: WHAT? Oh hell no! How am I supposda beat a MOON! Moons is HUGE! EMFE: <rubbing her temples> He. Is. Also. NOT. a. Moon. JS: You sure? EMFE: Very. What he IS though, is a very strong, very pissed off man, being led around by Eco, which is NEVER a good thing JS: Eco leads a moon around? EMFE: Still not a moon ABFD: Like.....on a leash? an, how you get that leash around a moon? EMFE: FOCUS! Bill, Tytan is a person. Not a God, not a moon, a person. And he is a very angry person who wants to win the tag titles, and right now, you are standing in his way. Can you PLEASE focus for just five minutes? ABFD: If he's a moon, that means he's made of cheese! JS: Yeah! ABFD: So......if that ol boy is made a cheese........to beat him, I need mice! EMFE: WHAT? ABFD: Mice love cheese JS: It's science ABFD: Iffin I have a bunch a mice, they will nibble ol Moon of Tytan and he will get smaller! When he is small enough, I can just pin him! EMFE: I.......I seriously don't know what to say ABFD: Brilliant I know! Now, where we gonna get mice? JS: A mouse store? ABFD: Justin, son, you's smartern'hell! Ellie, go ahead and putify "mice" on that chere list! EMFE: <beyond frustrated> yep! Sure thing! We are going to win our matches this week with "robey folks" and "mice" sure, why not! ARCTIC! I need a double, STAT! AM: Yes ma'am ABFD: Hot damn I love these plannin' meetins' <fade> |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:48:50 GMT -5
Miranda Williams comes into the gym where Mai Muyo is doing pull-ups.Mai: 8 . . . 9 . . . (she sees Miranda) . . . 99 . . . 100. Mai drops down.Miranda: Very funny. Mai: How's the champ to be? Miranda: I've got my eyes on Wednesday right now. And I need your eyes there too. It's not just you and Firewoman in the ring. It's me and you against her and Albright. And you cannot let your emotions get the best of you. Mai: (going over to the weights) Is that what your daddy told you to tell me? Miranda: (grabs Mai's arm) Excuse me? Do we have a problem? Mai: No, Miranda. No one has a problem with you. The entire locker room wants you to be champion, haven't you heard Matt and Tommy and Chad? Miranda: And you don't, I take it? Mai sighs.Mai: No, I'm sorry, of course I do. I'm really happy you have the shot, and I hope it works out. I guess I'm just . . . I don't know, jealous? Maybe I'm jealous of you. Miranda: You want the World Championship match? I thought you were obsessed with Firewoman. Mai: I have a healthy interest in my Intercontinental Championship, thank you very much. Miranda: Uh-huh. Mai: No, I'm jealous of . . . things moving quickly. Look, I've been chasing the Intercontinental Championship since late last year. And I used to feel like . . . like when that championship was at stake, I had another gear I went into, like I would just close the deal. And I still feel like I hit that second gear . . . but for over three months, I haven't closed that deal. Mai pauses. She picks up a forty-pound free weight.Mai: So be it. It does me no good to complain. I'll be ready to go on Wednesday. And you better win that championship, because I'd hate to be as pissed at you as I am at myself. Mai walks off to lift as Miranda cocks her head quizzically.FADE |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:49:32 GMT -5
We see Matt Folz watching today's batch of promos. He smiles and goes to a drawer and puts on his brass knuckles just as Jaime enters the room. JF: Ok, I just started making the popcorn, you got the movie loaded u..... uh where the hell are you going? MF: I'll be right back. JF: Matt? MF: Here, just watch this. Matt rewinds Chloe's promo. MF: See, she asked to be knocked out. Stank has reluctance to hit a member of the Saints, suffice it to say I sure as fuck don't share the same attitude. I'll be right back. JF: So your plan is to walk right into the Saint's suite, knock Chloe out, and walk right back out? MF: Precisely. JF: And you believe that Moose, LD and Stank are just going to let you do that? MF (Shrugs): No basketball on tonight, I guess a 3 on 1 brawl passes the time then. JF (Thinking): Wait.... you said she asked for someone to knock her out right? MF: Damn right. She should have been more careful what she asked for, because now I'm going to give it to her. JF: So then you'd actually be HELPING her. Do you really want to do that? MF: .... JF: .... MF: Dammit. Matt sighs and puts the knuckles away. MF: I hate it when you're right. JF: I know dear, I know. Why don't you start the movie while I finish the popcorn? Matt picks up a Blu Ray disc and puts it into the machine as we....... FADE |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:50:29 GMT -5
*The Murphys are in the Destroyitarium* DK: We've watched lots of video, we've lifted lots of weights, we've done lots of cardio, I think we're ready for Royalty Dee: True, but there's a way our ancestors prepared for facing royalty. Uncle Tadgh sent us a jar. *She pulls out a jug of poteen, and she and DK drink from it* DK: Up the long ladder and down the short rope, to Hell with Royalty and... *OOWF-TV censors intervene* |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:51:13 GMT -5
*OOWF Arena* An early week house is ongoing getting the fans ready for what's to come this Wednesday at Mayhem. Currently in the ring, Road Banger Thrash is putting the finishing touches on a dominating win over The Gib from Rockraltar. As he's making his way back up the aisle, the arena goes completely dark and then a spotlight illuminates the entrance and we hear "THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE" leading into "King of the World" and the OOWF World Heavyweight Champion, Alexander Darling steps out from the back. Thrash walks past him and the two exchange looks before Alex turns his attention back to the crowd here in Gibraltar. Darling walks down the aisle and heads up the steps before climbing into the ring where The Gib is just getting to his feet. Alex looks the rookie up and down and nods approvingly before extending his hand for a shake. Well, The Gib isn't the brightest bulb in the box as Alex pulls him right onto his shoulders, locks the arm around his throat...DARLING DRIVER. Alex rolls Gib out of the ring before wiping himself down and grabs his title before taking a seat on his turnbuckle. He's barely heard over the boos from the audience so Alex just waits them out until the finally start to quiet down. Alex: You people should be on your hands and knees right now bowing to me. You are in the presence of greatness...wait, not just greatness but god damn Royalty and this is how you treat me. I should head to the back right now and not give you the honor of my decrees, but I'm not out here for you. I'm out here because this is MY ring, the OOWF is Royalty's Kingdom, and I can go anywhere I damn well please and do anything I damn well want. And tonight I want to make something crystal clear to all the pretenders to the throne in the back.
Wilder, a prankster who can't get over the hump and will never be thought of as one of the greats and he can try and get under my skin, but as he's noticed...it's not working. Like I've said time and time again, I'm not Moosehead Jack. I'm not going to be easily manipulated or goaded into playing your game Tommy. If you want this title, and I know you do...it will be under my rules. When I want. Where I want. And how I want. So, keep up with the tricks and fun and games and you'll get the crowd to love you even more but what you won't get is the legacy. You won't get that which you desire.
Folz, let me make this simple for you. Royalty WILL NEVER give you what you want. You've had so many opportunities to even put a dent in our reign and you've failed at each and every turn. You can talk about how LD Williams is the only guy you respect in this ring, well good for you and him because he's something that truly matters...Carter and I OWN your punk ass. So, rally the troops, gather the forces, and then sing Kumbaya because what you will not ever be doing is stepping foot into the ring with Royalty under your demands. If and when we feel like kicking your ass again, we'll let you know. And please, get involved in every one of our matches...I'm sure the people who you cost a win will be totally endeared to you as they see Royalty get their hands raised because your interference caused a DQ.
The Williams family. Father and daughter...one past his prime, one on the cusp of potential greatness and yet neither in my league. One has lived his career in the shadow of a psycho and the other lives in the shadow of her mentor. Both amazing in their own right, yet will never be seen as anything more than the Quinn's lackeys. So, if you want to step to Royalty...we're not hiding. We're not running. We are here in this ring each and every week and we are ruling our kingdom like true leaders do...from the front and not hiding behind anyone. Miranda, LD...I honestly don't care who comes after me next, because you'll just be more names I add to the list of people I've proven I'm better than.
And that brings me to my opponent this week; Mr. Madison, the tag team wannabe singles star. The hypocrite of epic proportions. He talks about everything I've said about him is in the past and yet nothing has changed. Here's the thing Chad...everything you've ever wanted...I have. The woman. The prestige. The belt. The solo legacy. Yea, Chad, you'll always be remembered as 1/2 of one of the best tag teams ever. Meanwhile, I'll be written about for eons after my career is over. I am Alexander Darling. I am a WORLD champion and I don't just mean in this promotion that I've saved. I win titles all over the world and I keep doing it. I have won every title I have ever gone after and more than that, I can win any title any where at any time. I am just that damn good. No one has held this OOWF World Heavyweight Title longer than I have. EVER. And Chad, you might be a great specialist, but I am just great. And this Wednesday, you will get up close and personal with just how great I am. Because, well I am Alexander Darling, I am Royalty, I am the World Champion, and well, you...you're just another subject who will wind up on his knees bowing.*Fade* |
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Post by firewoman on Sept 7, 2018 16:51:45 GMT -5
(Moosehead Jack is walking when he suddenly stops and turns.) Moose: Look you might as well come out I have heard you following me for the last five minutes. (There is nothing where he is looking. Moose: Really do you think I am that stupid, I know your there. (Just then from the other side Tytan come from the shadows and spears Moose into the nearby wall. Tytan gets up and looks down at Moose.) Tytan: Figured it was the perfect time to strike since you sent your partner over the edge. Moose: I didn't do that to her. She did her own thinking. (Tytan looks down to where Moose was looking and waves to Ecosystem who comes in driving a Forklift and loaded up.) Moose: You better be dropping that on my head cause when I get up I'm going to kill you. (Tytan kicks Moose in the ribs a couple of times slowing him down.) Tytan: (looks to Ecosystem) Do it. Moose I ain't the slightest bit afraid of you. (Ecosystem lowers the load on the forklift down onto Moose pinning him to the floor.) Tytan: We just figured you needed some time to think. You are the one that sent Chloe off the edge. (Moose spits at Tytan. As Tytan jumps on top of the load and sits down looking at Moose.) Tytan: You see Moose you made her into what she is now. Chloe is a train wreck and whatever happens to her is on your hands. I figured you needed to think about that for awhile. And realize that the Saints can only watch her for so long. People get tired and there guard slips. (Moose continues to fight and try to lift the load off of him.) Moose: When I get out of this. You are both dead..no dead wouldn't be good enough for you. Ecosystem: Look Moose it's simple. We want what you have and we are going to get it. Moose: What by jumping me and taking me out. Tytan: No. Then you would have some to complain about when we beat you for the titles. Ecosystem: We want you at your best when we face you. Moose: That's going to be your mistake. Tytan: Really all we wanted to do was slow you down a bit so you can think about your life and the people you are screwing up in the process. Now should we go get something to eat. Ecosystem: Sounds good to me. (Tytan and Ecosystem walk off as Moose goes back to trying to get out cursing the names of Tytan and Ecosystem.) FADE |
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