OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
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MR. JEALOUS & MICROPLAY vs. SOULDRAGON & MERCURYNeither team looks too pleased to be tagging with each other, but at least SD and Merc are experienced with each other (and don’t we all miss Donnie Viper right now?). MJ and MP get into a heated discussion about who will start, and finally MP waves off MJ and steps to the apron. MJ’s knee is heavily wrapped from last week’s match with Ax-Man. Mercury starts for his team and quickly tries for a pair of leg sweeps. MJ brushes him off each time and yells at him to fight like a man. MJ tries to lock up but Merc ducks under, kicks MJ in the knee, jumps to the second rope and nails a somersault plancha…No! MJ catches Merc in mid aid and power slams Merc to the canvas! Merc holds his back in pain and MJ goes to work with power moves. MP asks for the tag but MJ brushes him off. MJ goes back to Merc, but the brief argument allowed Merc to recover. A series of chops stalls MJ, and Merc rolls by and gets the tag to SoulDragon. SD comes in all House O’ Fire because I’m behind schedule and need to get this to the Booker quickly. So let’s set this up: Merc and SD are looking pretty good as a team. Meanwhile MJ’s doing all the work for his team and MP has asked for the tag a few times and been ignored. Does everyone see where this is going? Good. SD gains the advantage on MJ, hitting the Kick of Dragons and makes the tag to Mercury. MJ struggles to the ropes and has his hand out to MP. MP looks at him like “NOW you want a tag?” and drops off the apron. MJ struggles to his feet, only to get him with that nifty spear/leg lariat combination! (The Burning Soul?) MJ grabs his knee is pain, and SoulDragon locks on the School of Dragons ankle lock. Because the anklebone is connected to the knee bone, MJ is forced to tap.
WINNERS in 8:42, SoulDragon and Mercury.
AX-MAN vs. JUSTIN SANEAx waits in the ring, Justin Sane, “The Sanest Man Alive” comes to the ring holding up a Ladder T-shirt and angrily yelling at it. Sane gets into the ring and holds the t-shirt high in the air and tries to rip it to shreds, but the shirt puts up a good fight. Finally the t-shirt falls down on Sane’s head! Sane stumbles around the ring for a moment and falls to the mat, and taps furiously. The referee looks confused, Ax-Man calmly walks over to Sane and pulls the t-shirt from his head. Sane grabs Ax-Man’s hand and shakes it furiously in thanks. Ax looks embarrassed and helps pull Sane to his feet…then jerks Sane toward him and nearly takes his head off with a forearm to the side of the head, Ax holds on and pulls Sane in again, another forearm, one more time, this time Ax nearly breaks Sane’s neck with a clothesline. Ax-Man stands over Sane and snarls at him with disgust. Ax begins working on Sane’s leg, violently dropping elbows across it and stomping away. The match is pretty much all Ax-Man, Sane gets in a few shots of token offense, but it is obvious that the forearm to the head has knocked this kid goofy. Ax whips Sane to the ropes and plants him on the mat with a power slam. Ax puts Sane’s foot across the bottom rope and climbs to the top, leaps, and drops a knee across the inside of Sane’s knee. Justin Sane howls in pain on the mat, Ax pulls him to the middles of the ring and locks on the figure four. Sane fights for a second, but then is quickly forced to tap.
WINNER in 8:12 Ax-Man
AUSTRAROO vs. FLYGavin Hale is YOUR referee
Tonight, da Playa wit' da Flava is taking on former tag partner (albeit not for very long), Austraroo, the Australian Sensation. Handshake, and both men circle each other. Austraroo charges in with a kick, and Fly grabs his leg and hits a dragon screw. As Austraroo gets up, Fly hits him with a flip dropkick. Austraroo tumbles out of the ring, and Fly makes a very wiggerish motion involving his pinky and a one-man wave. Fly bounces off the ropes, and goes for a baseball slide. Austraroo dodges, and hits a Roo Kick! This one may be over early, as Austraroo rolls Fly into the ring and makes the pin. Fly kicks out after two. He gets unsteadily to his feet, and stumbles to the corner. Austraroo charges with a stinger splash, but Fly dodges. He leaps up on Austraroo's shoulders, looking for a reverse hurricarana, but Austraroo shoves him off. However, Fly lands on the turnbuckle, and leaps off with a flying back elbow. Pin gets one, and both men slowly get to their feet. Fly appears to say "You just got swerved!" but we can't be sure. Fly charges, but Austraroo hits a drop-toe hold. Austraroo looks for a standing moonsault, but Fly rolls out of the way. Fly goes for a fist drop, but Austraroo dodges. Austraroo hits a leg drop followed by a half-Boston crab. Fly is screaming in pain but manages to make the ropes, that is his first rope break. He gets to his feet, slowly, he is still woozy from the Roo Kick (OMG SHORT-TERM CONTINUITY!). Austraroo whips Fly into the corner and tries to follow him in with a lariat, but Fly bounces off the bottom rope and swings himself onto the apron. Austraroo crashes into the ropes, Fly slaps him for good measure, and then scales the ropes and hits a 540 spinning leg lariat! Pin gets 2. Fly picks up Austraroo and scoop slams him, and then gestures for the Flava Drop (at least, it seems probable from his hand motions). However, he's still woozy from the Roo Kick, and falls over. Junior begins the ten count. Both men are up by eight, so count eight in your head before resuming the mental movie of the match. Done? OK. Austraroo hits a jumping sole butt, knocking Fly into the corner. Austraroo starts hopping up and down, presumably this will make the Roo Kick do more damage than before but we may never know for sure because Fly charges out with a flying forearm! Fly picks up Austraroo, scoop slam? No, Vampiro Driver! Fly leaps to the top rope RVD style, and hits the Flava Drop! One, two, three, and this match is over!
WINNER in 9:37 - Fly.
CANADIAN DRAGON vs. PREDATORThis match is about two things . . . Predator hitting CD anytime he gets near him and hitting him hard, and CD doing whatever he can to avoid the clubbing blows from Predator whilst hitting any setup he can think of for the Canadian Destroyer - clash of styles as Razz might say . . . The first real advantage is gained by Predator after CD tries a cross body off the ropes but Predator is able to catch and hold him.. After a few moments thought he takes two steps forward before throwing CD over his head with a monstrous fall-away slam. CD catches the bottom rope as he rolls over to barely avoid rolling all the way out of the ring. Predator uses the next few minutes to pound the hell out of CD . . . whips to the ropes and a succession of clotheslines are obviously taking their toll on the smaller man but CD is still moving faster and manages to avoid one more shot before hitting Predator with a dropkick to the knee As Predator gets back up CD staggers him with a wheel kick, right in the center of the ring, before running the ropes and taking him down with a flying forearm. While Predator is recovering, CD climbs to the top turnbuckle leaps off and takes Predator down again with a beautiful Hurricanranna. Predator makes it to his feet again and after a kick to the stomach it looks like CD is going to try for the Destroyer again but that's exactly what he wants Predator to think. As Predator tries to make sure he's got that move covers CD pulls off a Jack-knife power bomb instead and just about manages to cover Predator for the one, two, three.
WINNER in 15.32, Canadian Dragon
CHRIS COLE vs. PHILCole waits for Phil to make his way to the ring. As Phil climbs into the ring, Cole attacks with clubbing shots to the back of Phil’s head. Phil frees himself with some blistering chops to Cole’s chest, then whips him to the ropes and connects with a big back body drop. Cole gets to his feet and staggers to the ropes. Phil charges at Cole, Cole low bridges him and Phil flies out of the ring and slams to the floor. Cole falls to the mat and slowly rolls out of the ring. Cole grabs a chair and waits for Phil to get up, when he does Cole SLAMS the chair across Phi’s face. The big man totters, but does not go down, so Cole kicks him low, then DDT’s him on the floor. Cole rolls back into the ring where the ref is frantically calling for the bell. Cole looks disgusted for a moment, then turns and nearly kills the referee with a clothesline. Cole pulls the referee to his feet and destroys him with a top rope HEADLINER!!!!
WINNER by DQ in 1:23 Phil
After the match, Cole slowly rolls from the ring, grabs a mic, then climbs back into the ring. After several seconds of silence, he speaks slowly and deliberately
”Chris Alt, and GM the Rick. I want all three of you to take a look at this. Look at what I have done. You three have repeatedly conspired to keep me from the title. Alt, you keep sticking your nose into title matches that don’t belong to you, they belong to ME. And GM the Rick <long pause> this has gone on for too long. When I was taking 3Piece Set to the greatest heights of the tag ranks, you were always right there sticking your nose in my business. And now, now that I am THIS close to beating your golden boy champion, you are doing all you can to keep me from the belt. Well Ricky, it stops now. You give me what I want <grabbing an unconscious Gavin Hale by the shirt and holding his limp body up> You give me what I want or next time, this is you. That’s not a threat, that’s a promise. ERIC O’MAC vs. CORAX vs. SIRIRAM vs. SHASHWAT MISHRACorax is out to the ring first. Siriram is second, followed by Shashwat Mishra. The latter two take up positions on either side of the ring, trapping Corax in the middle. Eric O’Mac’s music hits, but the stage is empty. Referee Mel Creech confers with the ring announcer, but quickly calls for the bell as Siriram and SM attack. Corax ducks a clothesline from SM, but gets clobbered from behind by SM. A double whip sends Corax to the ropes, and he’s leveled by a tandem back body drop. Siriram and SM off opposite ropes with an elbow/leg drop combo. They toss Corax into the corner, and Siriram slingshots SM in with an avalanche, Corax dodges, and SM hits the turnbuckles hard. Corax rolls to his feet and levels Siriram with a flying clothesline Corax covers but only gets one before SM breaks it up. SM spikes Corax with a DDT and locks in the Pain Killer. Corax stretches for the ropes, but doesn’t have to reach them as an elbow drop from Siriram breaks the hold. Siriram tosses SM out of the ring and turns back to hook Corax, who has just gotten to his feet. Siriram nails The Red Fort, and moves right into the Citizen Erased. Corax screams in pain, but refuses to give in. He struggles, but reaching the ropes just isn’t an option. Again, he seems about to tap, but SM is back in to break the hold with a stiff kick to Siriram’s face. At this point the match degenerates into a brawl as SM and Siriram hit each other with everything they’ve got, while Corax, who’s in obvious pain, gets in the occasional shot but mostly bides his time. His opportunity comes when SM plants Siriram in the middle of the ring and goes to the ropes. As SM perches on the top turnbuckle, Corax runs up the ropes and hits a Shining Wizard that sends SM to the floor. Corax goes right after the prone Siriram and locks in the Trickster’s Trap. Siriram struggles, but to no avail. Just as it looks like Siriram is about to tap, SM yanks Mel Creech out of the ring. Mel gets right in SM’s face, threatening a DQ. As Corax releases Siriram and leans over the ropes to join the conversation, SM calms Mel with the promise of a financial incentive. Mel nods and climbs back into the ring, completely missing the eye poke / low blow combination Siriram and SM use on Corax. SM climbs onto the apron and holds Corax up, Yelling at Siriram to take a shot. Siriram comes off the opposite ropes and attempts a spear, but Corax slips out of the way and Siriram collides with SM. SM flies off the apron and lands on the guardrail Corax drops behind Siriram and rolls him up. Mel counts. One…Two…Three.
WINNER in 24:27, Corax.
NAYR vs. MATT DADDYNayr comes to the ring, still limping noticeably. Matt comes out next and shakes hands on his way to the ring with everyone. Behind him lurks Chuck Norris, an evil grin spread across his face. Nayr looks concerned as Chuck points to Nayr’s leg and makes the universal sign for a snapped leg. Matt gets into the ring and immediately his look changes. He glares at Nayr, Nayr looks back and forth between the two men, then looks at MD and tries to explain. The referee calls for the bell and MD attacks, taking Nayr down in mid sentence with a double leg take down. Matt grabs Nayr’s knee and pounds away on it, but Nayr fights to his feet and nails MD with an enzuguri. MD hits the mat face first, Nayr waits a moment, then just as MD is getting up, Nayr hits the ropes and connects with a drop kick to MD’s face. MD rolls out of the ring grabbing his face in pain. Nayr waits inside the ring, as he gets to his feet, Nayr hits the ropes and tries a suicide dive over the ropes, but Chuck Norris pushes MD out of the way. Nayr puts on the breaks and swings back into the ring, then springs over the top rope and snaps Chuck Norris over wit ha hurracarana. Nayr gets to his feet and MD attacks, blistering MD with chops. Nayr fights back and the action spills up the ramp. The referee is laying the count on both men, they make no effort to get back to the ring.
WINNER – Double Count out in 5:05
After the match, the two men battle up the ramp. Chuck Norris comes up behind Nayr and hits a low roundhouse kick right to the back of his already injured knee. Nayr falls to the ramp clutching his knee and writhing in agony. Chuck looks uninterested and walks to the back. Matt Daddy watches him go, then looks back at Nayr, then follows Chuck.
*The ring is set up for Prime Time Live. Chris Alt's music hits and he makes his way to the ring with the Intercontinental Title wrapped firmly around his waist.*
CA: Thank you... and welcome to another exciting edition of Prime Time LIVE!! I know you guys have got to be anxious to get to tonight's main event, and frankly, who can blame you? I mean, you've got me, your 2-time Intercontinental champion, against the current OOWF World Heavyweight champion and MY best friend, Hardbody Harris!
*crowd pops huge at the mention of HH*
CA: That's right. Me, and Hardbody, one on one, and it's a must win situation for me, because Hardbody has vowed that this will be my last title shot. So without further ado, let me introduce to you my guest tonight... the one, the only, the OOWF champion, HARDBODY HARRIS!
*HH's music cues and the champ makes his way to the ring, holding the TRIK'D OWT TYTLE high for all to see*
CA: Hardbody, thanks for coming on my show.
HH: Well Chris, thanks for having me.
CA: No problem. I mean, I was a little bit surprised that you accepted my invitation, seeing how hard you've been working to avoid having to meet me in this ring for the last few weeks.
HH: Man, I was hoping you weren't going to take it in this direction, Chris. I was hoping we could have a civil conversation about our match tonight without you making it degenerate into another one of your "why are you ducking me, Hardbody?" rants you've been doing lately.
CA: I wasn't even going there, Hardbody... but since YOU brought it up... why ARE you ducking me?
HH: See, that's where you're wrong, Chris. I'm not ducking you, I'm a fighting champion, and I'll give anyone a shot at any time. But how many times am I going to have to beat you before you realize that you're not taking this belt off of me? I'm not trying to be stingy with you, Chris, and I'm not trying to be an asshole to you... but at some point, you're going to have to admit defeat and stand back and let someone else have a shot at this title.
CA: How many times... WHAT? Hardbody, who are you trying to fool here? I had you last week. You know it, I know it, all of these fans know it, and if I hadn't dinged my knee, *I* would be standing here tonight with THAT belt, and YOU would be begging ME for a title shot. You KNOW I had you beat.
HH: See, that's the problem with things last week. It's really easy for you to say "IF I hadn't hurt my knee I'd be the champ" when you have NO way of knowing that for sure. Did you have me on the ropes? You sure did. Did you have me concerned? Yeah, I was a little worried. Did you take me to my limits? Yes, you did. But I also took you to your limits, Chris. And at the end of the day, you couldn't get the job done and I went home with the belt. And I've got to be honest with you. The way you've been acting these last few weeks, I'm starting to think you care more about this belt than you do about our friendship. Have you forgotten that I'm your best friend, Chris? Have you forgotten who was there for you every time you were hurt? Every time you lost a match and needed someone to help you keep your focus, who would call you and tell you it was going to be okay? It wasn't this belt, Chris. It was me. And I'm starting to wonder if being there for you was just a big mistake, because lately... well, I'm not saying you're a gold digga...
CA: Ya know Hardbody, maybe you're right. I haven't been a good friend to you lately. You're right, your belt has been my number one priority, as well as my number two, three, and four priorities. You're right, you have given me several opportunities and I haven't capitalized. And that's not your problem, that's mine. You're right about all that. Damn... I'm sorry, man. I've been so obsessed with being the OOWF champion that I've barely stopped to think about anything else. I'm sorry, Hardbody. I really am. And I just want you to know, whatever happens tonight, whether I win or lose... you ARE my best friend, man. And I do appreciate you.
*CA holds out his hand in a gesture of friendship and respect. Just as HH goes to shake it...*
*3 Piece Set's theme plays and Chris Cole and Firechild come out and stand halfway down on the ramp*
CC: Well isn't this touching? I was wondering if you guys were going to make it through this lovers' quarrel you've been having over that belt. I just wanted to personally watch you kiss and make up.
HH: What exactly do you want, Cole?
FC: Like the man said, we're happy for you two idiots. We were afraid Alt's gold fever was going to drive a permanent wedge between you guys, and it wouldn't be nearly as much fun to take you two down separately as it would together.
CA: Listen guys. I've got a big title match tonight and I'm in a really good mood. So I'm going to give y'all, I don't know, ten seconds to get out of my line of sight before I go get a chair and bash your brain cell in.
CC: Well, we certainly didn't come out here for a fight. We didn't mean to raise your dander, ladies, so we'll just head on to the back.
*3PS starts to leave, but FC turns around*
FC: Oh, Harris, before I forget, we've been considering it- and we'll let you know soon.
CA: Let him know what?
FC: Oh. Harris didn't tell you that he asked us if he could fill in the vacant third slot in the 3 Piece Set?
CA: WHAT?
HH: WHAT? That's not true. That's a lie, Chris!
FC: Phst. No wonder you girls fight so much. Communication is everything in a successful relationship.
*3PS leaves as CA stares at HH with suspicion and disbelief*
HH: Chris, you know me. You know I would never, never have anything to do with those demented assholes. They're just trying to cause dissention. Don't buy into that crap.
CA: I thought I knew you, Hardbody... now I'm not so sure.
*CA's music hits and he leaves the ring, as HH stands in the ring trying to plead his case*
CAPELLAN(w/Missy) vs. JOHNNY ADRENALINECapellan goes to lock up, but Johnny goes to the eyes to gain the early edge. Headlock, but Cap dumps him with a side suplex and bridges for a pin. JA kicks out. Johnny gets a shoulder block and goes to the ropes, Cap hits the deck, and catches JA with a dropkick on the way back. Now Cap works Johnny over on the mat, and JA goes to the ropes to break, then bails to the floor to regroup. Back in, and Johnny picks the leg, but Capellan rolls him up for two. Johnny comes at him again, but Cap backdrops him to the floor. Johnny to the apron, and Capellan looks for a suplex, but JA snaps him off the top rope. Adrenaline in and hits a DDT to take over. JA cockily kicks at Cap, and seeing that he's down, raises the roof, does a disco shimmy, then the Bankhead Bounce, and drops an elbow... which of course misses. Cap is up and clotheslines Johnny down, and again. One more time, but Johnny hits a spine buster. JA dumps Cap to the floor and beats on him out there. Back in, and Johnny looks for the ADRENALINE RUSH~! But Capellan hits a Northern Lights suplex instead, and JA gets a foot on the rope to break. Johnny up first, and he looks for a neck breaker, but Capellan gets a crucifix and a rollup for two. Johnny can't believe it and pops up, and Capellan hits a hurricanrana, sending Johnny to the floor. Cap slingshots out with a plancha, and Junior Hale begins a count. Cap back in, and Johnny gets to his feet and has some words for Missy. Missy leaves her hand imprinted on Johnny's cheek, and Cap pulls Johnny back in. Cap beats Johnny back to the corner, and just stays on him. Hale wants a break, and Johnny gets a low blow in the fray. JA grabs Cap for the ADRENALINE RUSH~! But this time, Cap hits him with an inverted atomic drop! Capellan goes to the ropes and comes looking for the DRAGON KICK~! But Niles Anderson slides into the ring and wallops Capellan with a chair mid-move and Hale calls for the bell!
WINNER by DQ in 13:02: CAPELLAN.
Niles gets a few shots in with the chair before Tommy Wilder and J.W. Westgaard storm the ring, causing Anderson and Adrenaline to scurry away. AA wanders out eating a sandwich, obviously late on the help, and Niles snatches it out of his hand. The faces and the heels yell at each other and NA, JA, and AA go to the back, now down 1-0 in the best of three series.
THE DEVIL’S BRIGADE vs. THE TEAM FROM DOWN UNDERThe Team from Down Under and The Devils Brigade lock up in tag team action, Angelo Barros is you referee – We get Tommy O’Neill and Outback Jack start, collar and elbow, O’Neill slips out, go behind, Outback counters with a hard back elbow he turns to lock up and catches a fast right jab from O’Neill! Tommy clamps on a headlock, grinding it our, OBJ shoots him off, drops down as TO jumps over, as Tommy rebounds, Outback fakes dropping down, catches O’Neill in mid-air and hits a reverse atomic drop! A Clothesline takes O’Neill to the canvas, elbow drop by OBJ, tag to Gatorbait! Gator is in, scoops O’Neill up before he can get to his feet and plants him hard back on the mat with a slam. Leg drop by Gator, he pick Tommy off the mat, drags him back to TTFDU’s corner and tags in OBJ, and the Aussies combine for a double team suplex! Outback continues the abuse on Tommy, snap suplex followed by a hangman’s neck breaker. He goes for a second hangman, but Tommy pushes off into the Devil’s Brigade corner, where Camby hits him with a brutal right hand. Tommy immediately drives OBJ back into the corner, drives a knee into the gut and tags in Harper Camby. Camby gives OBJ some rough turnbuckle treatment, using the full 5 count. At 4, he turns on referee Barros, and intimidates him into taking a step back even as he reasserts his authority – this give O’Neill the chance to wrap the tag rope around Jack’s throat, and pepper him with rabbit punches. Camby turns back to Jack, presses him over head and then drops him across his knee with a gut buster – Jack is down and gasping for breath, as Camby soaks in the heat from the crowd by putting his foot on Jack’s chest for the cocky cover and a 1 count. Camby stomps Jack in the chest, picks him up and crushes him with a short-arm clothesline, hanging on to the arm. He picks Jack up, pulls him in for a second clothesline, Jack ducks, jumps up and counters with a lung blower! Camby was hurt by that move, and Jack crawls over to tag in Gatorbait! Gator hits the ring an Aussie on Fire, chopping Camby raw across the chest, followed by forearms and a shoulder block – Camby tries to regain control and whips Gator to the ropes, but Gator rebounds off the far side and catches Camby flush with a mafia kick! Camby is down! Cover by Gator – 1 – 2 - kick out at 2 – O’Neill is also in distracting both Gator and the referee for just enough time for Camby to regain his feet. Playing possum, Camby lets Gator close in before drilling him with a clothesline! Camby waits for Gator to get to his feet, and bounces Gator off the mat with a spine-buster. Tag to Tommy, who hops over the top rope and drops a knee across Gator’s throat. Tommy picks Gator up, shoves him into the Devil’s corner, then charges across the ring and knocks Outback Jack off the apron! Jack start to climb into the ring, and grabs O’Neill, who starts screaming for Barros to get Jack out of the ring – all while Camby chokes Gatorbait on the top rope! As Barros moves Outback Jack out of the ring, O’Neill points out something on the mat – it looks like one of them dropped a roll of quarters! Barros picks up the foreign object, accuses O’Neill, who feigns innocence and blames Outback Jack! Barros looks at Jack, who start pleading his case, until O’Neill shoves him – Jack answers with a shove, knocking TO into the referee – or did he? Barros tries to untangle himself, Camby has pulled a pair of brass knuckles out, and KILS an already groggy Gatorbait in the back of the skull! Tommy Scrambles over for the cover, Barros is there for the count – Outback tries to interfere, but Camby is there with a shoulder tackle to cut him off – 1 – 2- 3!
WINNERS in 17:44 – The Devils Brigade!
ATTITUDE ADJUSTER vs. JW WESTGAARD (w/Missy)Exactly like the JA/Capellan match earlier, AA goes to the eyes to get the advantage and pounds away. To the corner, but JWW explodes out of the corner with a clothesline, and AA hits the deck, and referee Mel Creech gets leveled 30 seconds into the match. AA jumps on Westgaard, but JWW snap mares him to the floor. JWW out, but AA gets the hockey stick and jabs JWW in the gut. AA looks for another shot, but Westgaard kicks him in the stomach and AA drops the stick. JWW slams AA on the floor, and grabs the stick himself. Suddenly, Johnny Adrenaline hits the ring and snatches the stick from JWW. Adrenaline slides in the ring with the stick, but trips over Creech and drops the stick. Missy trips Johnny, and Westgaard picks up the stick, senses AA coming from behind, turns and BLASTS Capps over the head with the stick. Creech is right there and calls for the bell, and TCH and wCw are tied at one with Niles/Wilder to come later.
WINNER by DQ in 2:40: ATTITUDE ADJUSTER
Johnny clips Westgaard's knee and stomps away. But Capellan and Wilder storm the ring again, and unlike last time, Johnny can't get away. THUNDER~! Niles hits the ring and he and Capellan throw hands as Westgaard, Wilder, Adrenaline, and Capps brawl on the floor. Before a complete riot breaks out, The Rick emerges on the ramp to get some order:
The Rick: HEY! All six of you, cut it out! No more disqualifications with you guys tonight! The Niles/Wilder match later...? If any of the other four you so much peek your nose from behind that curtain, you will be suspended immediately! And just to be on the safe side, Missy, you keep your pretty little ass backstage, too. And if either you Niles or you Tommy get disqualified in your match later, you, as well as your running buddies, will be suspended. Now, all of you get your asses backstage now!
LD WILLIAMS vs. FF CAPSLOCKBoth men come to the ring, sans partners, Angel Barros is gonna have a tough time with this one. Both men meet in the center of the ring, and almost without warning the fists start to fly. LDW backs FFC into the corner and hammers away on him, Capslock reverses positions and blisters LDW with chops to the chest. FFC whips LDW across the ring and follows him, LDW gets a boot up and staggers FFC, then explodes out of the corner wit ha clothesline to the back of the head. LDW stomps on the back of FFC’s head, he slowly turns over and catches LDW’s leg in mid stomp and throws him to the mat. LDW is quickly up and catches FFC on one knee and catches him just above the eye, bare knuckle on bone, and it gashes FFC open. Blood flows to the mat, FFC sees this and gets furious. He grabs LDS by the throat and hammers him in the face, then shoves him back into the corner and keeps up the assault. LDW is able to block a couple of the shots, but one catches his nose, and soon blood is pouring from that. FFC pulls LDW out of the corner and scoops him up for a slam and plants him on the mat. FFC tries an elbow, but there is no one home. LDW pulls FFC to his feet, and again, the two of them begin hammering away at each other, folks this is just a pure dislike of one another. Barros tries to get between them, the two of them shove him off once, he tries again and both men grab him and hit dual head buts. Barros is DONE! The fight spills out of the ring and each man has now grabbed a chair and is taking turns slamming it across each other’s heads. Finally officials get in there before they kill each other.
WINNER – No Contest in 4:04
THIM REYNOLDS vs. SERAPHThim makes his way to the ring, no nonsense, a look of murder on his face. Seraph makes his way slowly, serenely toward the ring. This seems to annoy Thim more than anything and he leaves the ring and heads up the ramp to attack Seraph. He charges, but Seraph ducks his attempt and connects with a crescent kick to the back of Thim’s head. By the time Thim gets to his feet, Seraph is standing serenely in the center of the ring. Thim snarls and heads to the ring, as he climbs into the ring he attacks Seraph grabbing him in a side head lock, but Seraph turns it into a back body drop, then springs off the bottom rope and drops a leg across Thim’s chest. Thim gets to his feet and there stands Seraph, in the corner, expressionless. The match continues like this, Thim is seemingly very annoyed by Seraph’s lack of emotions, but he cannot catch him long enough to punish him. Finally Thim catches Seraph with a spine buster, and locks him in a sitting abdominal stretch. Thim torques Seraph’s body in directions that are not meant to be felt by a human. Thim nails Seraph in the side and works his fingers between two of Seraph’s ribs and tries to separate Seraph’s ribs. All we see is a little look of pain in Seraph’s eyes, but his expression never changes, and he does not cry out in pain. This infuriates Thim. Seraph reaches the ropes and Thim breaks. Thim leave the ring and grabs a chair. He climbs into the ring and is about to slam the chair down on Seraph’s ribs, the referee grabs the chair and takes it from Thim, that momentary distraction allows Seraph to leap up and crucifix Thim and take him over in a pinning position and get a surprise three count!
WINNER in 17:53 Seraph
After the match Thim attacks Seraph dropping him with a knee to the midsection and a chair shot to the back of the head. With Seraph on the mat, Thim locks on the adjustment and really wrenches the move on Seraph’s ribs. Finally Thim releases the hold and heads to the back. As Thim gets to the top of the ramp, he looks back to the ring, Seraph is on his feet. Thim heads toward the ring, but the lights blink, when they come back on, Seraph is gone. Thim turns back around to head up the ramp, and sitting before him is a wreath of black roses. Thim snarls and swats them away and heads to the back.
MOOSEHEAD JACK vs. STANKThis one is not going to be for the weak of heart. Of course most Moose matches are not. Stank waits in the ring and has a look of pure hate in his eyes. Jack comes out, and pauses at the top or the ramp. He holds up what appears to be a room key, then shows Stank his hands….which are both covered in blood. Oh boy. Stank leaves the ring and heads up the ramp grabbing a handy 2x4 on his way there. Jack meets him half way down the ramp, Jack swings with a chain but Stank ducks it and catches Jack in the ribs with the 2x4 then slams it across Jack’s back. Stank pauses for a second and looks toward the top of the ramp. This gives Jack the chance to hit a low blow that doubles Stank over pain. Jack loops the chain around Stank’s throat and drags him to the top of the ramp. Jack is about to throw Stank off the stage, hanging him, but Stank reverses it and sends Jack flying off the stage. Jack crashes through a table and hits the concrete floor with a sickening thud. Blood spreads from Jack’s head, as officials rush to check on him, Stank climbs down off the stage and shoves them away and pulls a horribly blood Jack to his feet and sets him up for the STANK-U, but Jack rakes Stank’s eyes, then grabs him by the head and runs him face first into the wall. Jack staggers around and finds a beef bottle, as Stank gets to his feet, Jack shatters the bottle across his head, the glass nearly shreds one of Stank’s eyes, blood pours from his head, Jack grabs Stank’s head and tilts it back and claws at the gash on his head with his fingers, widening the cut and causing more blood to pour out of Stank’s head. Stank stops Jack by grabbing a piece of the broken table and swinging it up and slamming it into Jack’s head. A piece of the metal left on the table catches Jack in the skull – and embeds. Jack pulls the board out of his head – disgusting. Both men are horribly bloody, but still on their feet. Officials decide they have had enough, there is a very real chance these two would murder each other.
WINNER – No Contest
NILES ANDERSON vs. TOMMY WILDERTommy uses his speed to avoid Niles and gets a dropkick to the back, then gets an Acid Drop out of nowhere and gets a two count. Niles claims his hair was pulled, but Sterling Glaw is having none of that. Wilder slides under NA's legs and gets a rollup for two. Another rollup, this one an Oklahoma Roll, get two, and Niles just decks Wilder upon getting up. Glaw warns Anderson of the closed fist. NA with a suplex, but Wilder shifts his weight and gets a tornado DDT. And Niles goes flying to the floor. Anderson pitches a fit and grabs Tommy's tag team title belt. Glaw to the floor and takes the belt away from him, and Niles goes back in. Finally, Niles gets a hold of Wilder and works a headlock. Tommy can't get free, so goes to the ropes instead. Glaw wants a break, and Niles gets a sucker punch in. Anderson pounds away on Tommy and hits a STIFF double arm DDT for two. Tommy to his feet, but appears to be bleeding from his mouth. Niles sets him on the turnbuckle and hits a superplex. But rather than cover, Niles slaps him instead. Niles goes to slap him again, but Wilder cradles him! One, two.. but Niles kicks out. Niles kicks him in the mouth upon getting to his feet, then yanks him up by the hair and hits another DDT. Out of frustration, Niles tosses Wilder to the floor and tells Glaw to count him out. Glaw gets to six, and Tommy rolls back in. So Niles tosses him again. This time, Tommy is back up and in at four. Niles dumps him one more time, and Tommy hops right up and rushes the ring before Glaw can even begin a count! Tommy tackles Niles and opens up on him with lefts and rights. Double stomp and a springboard leg drop. Tommy looks for another Acid Drop, but Niles holds on to him, so Tommy just flips over his back and rolls him up. One, two... but Niles grabs the tights and rolls him thru for his own cover. One, two... but Tommy grabs NA's tights and pulls him thru the ropes to the floor. Tommy with a running shooting star press off the apron, knocking Niles back into the timekeeper. Niles grabs the title belt again and charges at Tommy, but Glaw grabs the title from him and sets it on the apron. Niles stops to jaw jack with the ref, and Tommy dropkicks him into the post, and sends Glaw tumbling down. Wilder rolls Niles in and goes up for the AIRWALK~! But Niles grabs the belt and lays it on his chest, and Tommy eats the gold! Niles chucks the belt aside, selling the Air walk, but manages to pull Wilder up, hits the STEED-DT as Glaw rolls back into the ring. One, two, three.
WINNER in 15:10: NILES ANDERSON
JOSH O’NEAL vs. FIRECHILD – cage matchJosh attacks Firechild as soon as he gets into the ring. The only way to win this match is pin fall or escape. Josh is merciless in his attack, pummeling FC with shots to the head and chops to the chest, JO whips FC to the ropes and elevates him with a high back body drop. Josh mounts FC and hammers away. Josh pulls FC to his feet and points to the side of the cage and tries to run FC’s face into the cage, but FC gets a boot up to stop it, then elbows JO in the midsection, Josh stops the offense with wicked clothesline that nearly breaks FC’s neck. Josh spends the next several minutes bouncing Firechild off the cage until he is a bloody mess. Finally, Josh hauls Firechild to his feet, and presses him over his head and throws him into the cage face first. Only one small problem, FC hits the cage door – and it gives way popping open and letting FC tumble to the floor. The referee comes around and raises a bloody, barely conscious Firechild’s hand in victory.
WINNER in 12:14 Firechild
Firechild tries to get to his feet but keeps falling, he staggers his way up the ramp to the back. Josh stands in the center of the ring and looks furious.
UNCLE ENTITY vs. CONCRETE TG – OOWF Onslaught Championship MatchThe bell rings and both combatants dive straight in, no hanging around in this match, and with both men being of a similar size Uncle Entity is unable to gain a significant upper hand strength wise. In the middle of one of these tests Crete suddenly goes low and takes Uncle Entity down with a single-leg, quickly following up with a forearm to the face and then just as quickly switching around into a fujiwara arm bar. Crete is cranking in the pressure but Entity isn't going to let this one go and manages to make it to the ropes forcing Crete to break the hold. They dive in again but this time Entity is ready for the takedown move and blocks it before hitting a clubbing forearm into the back of Crete's head, dropping him to the mat, followed immediately by an elbow drop to the back of the head. Crete scouted that one but doesn't quite manage to roll out of the way causing Entity's elbow drop to connect squarely with the bridge of his nose as he rolls over. The ref move in to check on Crete but is quickly waved off. Calling for the action to begin again the ref moves out of the way and seeing the blood on Crete's face, Entity Irish Whips Crete into the turnbuckle before slamming his face into it three or four times. The ref pulls Entity out of the corner to give him a warning but, a by now slightly groggy Crete, explodes out and clotheslines Entity off his feet. Crete is unable to follow up in time and both men make it back to their feet at the same time. Uncle Entity is now bleeding from the mouth as a result of the clothesline but neither man seems to notice as the pair dive back into the action again. The bell rings at the 10 minute time limit with neither man unable to gain a significant advantage . . . it's gonna take more than 10 minutes to separate these two.
WINNER by time limit draw, and still Onslaught Champion, Uncle Entity
HARDBODY HARRIS vs. CHRIS ALT – OOWF World Heavyweight Championship MatchSenior official Sterling Glaw holds up the Trik*d Owt Tytle for all to see, and Alt does not take his eyes off it. The bell sounds, and Alt still keeps his eyes locked on the belt as the ref hands it to the time keeper. CA turns around and Harris pops him with a right hand. Alt up and HH drops him again. Harris clotheslines him to the floor and the brawl is on. Alt blocks a punch and rams Hardbody into the apron. Suplex is blocked, and HH sweeps out the legs. Harris can't get a catapult though, and rather opts for a figure four on the floor. Alt kicks him away and HH tumbles over the stairs. Alt, wearing a knee brace from last week's injury, gets to his feet and rolls in to break the count, then back out. Alt pounds away as Harris fights to his feet. Slug out, but Alt sends Harris to the rail. CA charges and Harris backdrops him over the guardrail onto the laps of two front row fans. HH reaches over and pulls Alt up by the tights. Suplex back over, but Alt twists and lands on his feet, hitting a German suplex on the floor! Harris grabs his head, and Alt rolls in. HH crawls in, and Alt goes to work. Scoop slam, leg drop, and a cover gets two. Hardbody gets a few shots in, goes to the ropes, but Alt gets a rollup on the way back by. Harris up, but Alt hotshots him and hits another German suplex on the rebound. Alt with a delayed vertical suplex, but comes down with a brain buster instead. Harris grabs his head again and rolls to the ropes. One, two... but HH is under the ropes. Harris to his feet, and Alt looks for another German suplex. But HH grabs the turnbuckle to block. Alt keeps trying, and pulls Harris from the corner - bringing the turnbuckle pad with him - then goes for the German again. But HH flips and lands on his feet, picks CA up from behind, grabs the bad leg, and drives him into the exposed turnbuckle! Alt grabs his left knee in pain as Harris drags himself to his feet. HH smells blood and stomps away at the knee. He drags Alt over to the ropes, sets the leg on the rope and jumps on it. HH rolls to the floor and slams the leg off the apron, then drags him down to the corner and rams it off the post. Back in, and Hardbody stays on the leg with a shin breaker, directly into the figure four! Alt is in the middle of the ring and is in trouble. CA squirms to the ropes, but HH breaks the hold and drags Alt back to the middle. Harris goes to reapply the hold, but Alt cradles him! One... two... thr... but Harris kicks out at the very last moment. Alt manages to get to his feet, but Harris kicks his leg out from under his leg and jackknifes over for a pin. One, two... but Alt kicks out. Alt reverses an Irish whip, but puts his head down early... KIP JAMES FACEPLANT~! One, two... and Alt kicks out again. Harris sends CA to the ropes for real this time, but then HE puts his head down early and Alt hits a pile driver! Alt drags himself over for a cover, but only gets a two count. HH holds his neck as he gets up and Alt hits a Ghetto Blaster and knocks Harris to the floor. Alt takes the knee brace off to relieve some swelling as Harris pulls himself onto the apron. Alt with a suplex in, but the knee buckles and Harris lands on top! One, two... but Alt's foot is on the rope. Harris grabs the leg again, but Alt kicks him off, and Harris lands on the floor again. Alt rolls out after him. SPINAL CONTUSION ON THE FLOOR~! But Harris blocks and whips Alt into the stairs, the bad knee slamming off the steel, and CA flips over the stairs and grabs the knee in agony. Sterling Glaw gets Harris away from Alt and orders him to get back into the ring. Suddenly Chris Cole hops the rail from near the aisle, grabs Alt, and hits him with a lariat to the back of the head~! And rolls him into the ring Cole runs around the ring as HH is about to get into the ring. Glaw rolls back in and begins a count. One, two, three... Alt squirms on the mat and starts to come around, and HH is still arguing with Cole, and now Firechild has joined him. Four, five, six... Alt grabs the ropes and pulls himself up into the corner. Harris argues more vehemently with Cole and Firechild. Seven, eight, nine.. TEN! And Sterling Glaw calls for the bell.
WINNER by count out in 33:11: CHRIS ALT.
Alt looks down at Harris and can't believe it. Cole and Firechild step up and put their arms around HH’s shoulder. Harris shakes them off and glares at them. HH climbs to the apron and tries to talk to Alt. Alt just looks at Harris for a moment, then takes his title and leaves the ring, leaving Harris alone in the center of the ring, head down, hands on his hips. The arena goes quiet except for a few boos directed at Harris.
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