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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 27, 2008 15:43:44 GMT -5
**Rabbxt passes Davin Moreland on his way to Firewoman's locker room.**
Rabbxt: Davin.
Moreland: Bunny.
Rabbxt: It's Rabbxt.
Moreland: Rabbit.
Rabbxt: No, Rabbxt.
Moreland: Bunny.
Rabbxt: Whatever.
**Rabbxt keeps walking and knocks on Firewoman's locker room door. She doesn't answer, and yells through the door.**
Rabbxt: Fire?
Fire: Not here.
Rabbxt: But that's you.
Fire: No, it's not.
Rabbxt: I recognize your voice.
Fire: I'm not answering the door.
Rabbxt: But I need to talk to you.
Fire: We already talked.
Rabbxt: But a lot has happened since then.
Fire: Not really.
Rabbxt: Everyone's been talking to you about everything, though.
Fire: I've noticed this. It doesn't concern you.
Rabbxt: Yea, it does. I'm your partner and you might ditch me in the cage match.
Fire: I might.
Rabbxt: But you can't.
Fire: I can do whatever I want.
Rabbxt: But I'm your partner.
Fire: I know this.
Rabbxt: So you should fight in the cage match with me.
Fire: I might.
Rabbxt: Please?
Fire: Possibly.
Rabbxt: You can get a title shot again whenever you want.
Fire: Not really.
Rabbxt: Why not?
Fire: I'm not the booker.
Rabbxt: But you can earn it whenever you want.
Fire: That's true.
Rabbxt: Then you don't need the belt right now.
Fire: But I'd love to have it.
Rabbxt: Please, just compete in the cage with me?
Fire: I'll think about it.
Rabbxt: Ugh!
**Rabbxt walks away.**
Fire: Ah... Time to relax.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 27, 2008 15:44:05 GMT -5
Davin Moreland walks into the Run DLP Aquafina Locker Room fresh from his conversation with Firewoman. He finds Phantos and Lucios both watching the Sony Multimedia Center; engrossed in tape study for thier first ever match against Spin Hansen and DH Magnusson.
Davin: Still hard at it guys?
Phantos: Yeah. Two brawlers. Not alot of science, but Luc has found a couple of tendancies we think we can exploit.
Davin: Good, always good. Want to get in a quick trampoline workout P-Dawg? I haven't done any serious flipping in a while.
Phantos: Not now, we're in the middle of this still.
Davin (looking SHOCKED): YOU don't want to play on the trampoline? Lucios, is he feeling alright?
Lucios: Just fine. This war of words with DH and Spin has gotten both of us worked up for this week's match.
Phantos: yeah man, it's been a few weeks since we have had a fresh set of opponents to face.
Davin. You guys are serious. I think I'll go lift for a while then.
(He opens the door to leave, only to find a Randomly Numbered Sexy Female Journalist standing there, cameraman in tow. )
RNSFJ: Hi Davin. I'm here to interview Lucios and Phantos. Are they in.
(Davin opens the door for her and ushers her to the couch. She sits patiently, waiting for one of the masked men to acknowledge her presence. Davin motions to her legs, and she makes a show of uncrossing and crossing them slowly. No Responce. Davin gestures to her blouse. She undoes one button. No Responce. She undoes a second button and opens the neck up, exposing quite a bit of a lacy bra. Phantos' head snap up ans he exclaims)
Phantos: Helloooooooooooo Nurse!
(Lucios notices their guest and turns off the tv. The RNSFJ re-buttons her blouse and begins her interview)
RNSFJ: Thanks guys. Any thoughts on the big match this Sunday at New Year's Evil?
Luicios: Magnusson, You complain about us mocking your team name, and then you turn around and mock our sponsorships? I'll take my pay check over yours every week buddy. You want to mock our lavish locker room? Then fine, stay in one of the broom closets. Better yet, hang out in the Destroyitarium and get drunk all day like Stank, Outback Jack, and your tag team partner do. At least MY partner isn't going to end up in a bar brawl over who ate the last bowl of pretzels. You want our respect, come and TAKE it. As far as we are concerned, you two are the new kids on the block in the tag ranks. Phantos and I have 7 year's experience together, you two have what, 7 weeks? WE have proved ourselves as a team in that ring. And when WE get our hands on those championships, WE wont lose them in record time.
Phantos: You want us to stop calling you Drink and Destroy Lite? Then come on and do something you have NEVER done before, Beat the best team in the business. Remember, WE are the measuring stick. And you boys just don't measure up.
RNSFJ: Strong words guys. Anything else?
Phantos: Yeah, come give me a kiss toots!
(The RNSFJ stands up and SLAPS Phantos across the cheek. She turns and leaves.)
Lucios: Moron.
Phantos: I like her, she's spunky!.... and she's got a GREAT rack!
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 27, 2008 15:44:25 GMT -5
[We are LIVE! in an unidentified or unable to be prounced city in Hawaii. There has been a press conference called at the local 5 star hotel, and the Hawaii press gather as The E walks out to the microphone.]
E: OK, thank all of you for coming to this press conference. I'm suppose to shill the pay-per-view tomorrow night, but, I mean, come on. I'm going to be on it! That's all you need to know, right? In fact, after my match takes all of the entertainment out of all of the other matches, you might as well turn off your television. In fact, send your money to me. The OOWF doesn't deserve it. I'm more entertaining than the entire damn company. That's a fact, Jack.
Random Reporter 1: Actually, it's John.
E: Jim. Anyways, I'm open to questions.
RR1: OK, I'll start. This press conference was scheduled for yesterday. Why did it get moved back?
E: Because of those idiots crashing their car into the hotel, and then pointing the finger at me to pay the damages. I swear, the Australians are the dumbest people in the world. Anyways, I got detained in Australia. But it's alright. My last contract was the highest in OOWF history. I had money. I paid to fix their stupid hotel, and then I had a meeting to get to. But what are you complaining about? You got your damn press conference.
RR2: Speaking of that meeting, why did you turn on Carl Coolname?
E: I have no idea who that is.
RR2: Really? Your former partner in Revolution XX?
E: Really, I have no idea who Carl Coolname is. Do you mean Carl from Fresno?
RR2: No! We have visual evidence of you speaking with Carl Coolname, and then he got attacked. From the screams of the sexy female journalist, it sounded like two former OOWF wrestlers had something to do with his attack. What do you know about this?
E: I told you. I don't know who Carl Coolname is, and I know nothing of an attack. Call the police in the local Australian area to find out details about an attack.
RR2: But Eric..
E: Next question.
RR3: What is your strategy against Outback Jack and Ryan Hardcore?
E: It's quiet clear that Ryan Hardcore is not at his entertainment peak. He will not be a factor in this match. As for Mr. Jack, he's Australian. What more strategy do I need?
RR4: So, you aren't worried?
E: Why should I be worried? I'm entertaining more people every day. If anything, I'm insulted that I didn't receive top billing. This triple threat match will be the greatest triple threat match EVER! But I'm unfairly playing the bottom of the card. My entertainment skills are much better than those at the top of the card. But it seems that management have a problem with me.
But the bottom line is this, I'm not going to cause trouble until I get what I want Right now? I'm getting nothing. A squash match is only entertaining on weekly TV shows. On pay per views, I demand more. My threats are be unheralded now, but they'll be heard soon. I'm going to take the OOWF by storm.
Oh, by the way, no more questions.
[End press conference]
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 27, 2008 15:44:45 GMT -5
<Stank is roaming the halls of the arena when coming from the opposite direction he spies Firewoman in deep contemplation. As Firewoman passes Stank stops to watch her walk by. Suddenly aware that someone is staring at her Firewoman whirls on the World Champion.>
FW - Are YOU staring at my ASS?
Stank - ... Yeah, you got a problem with that?
FW - ...
Stank - ...
FW - I don't NEED this shit right now.
Stank - Look, I don't normally pay much attention to what you noobs are fussing about, but you're all over OOWF TV making it difficult to avoid.
FW - Then change the channel.
Stank - You're a woman fighting in a man's world...
FW - Here WE GO...!
Stank - Let me finish.
FW - ...
Stank - Despite your lovely lady lumps you want to be taken seriously, right?
FW - ...
Stank - I'll take that cold stare as a yes. So if you want to be taken seriously in this fed you'll cut the bullshit, ditch Rabbxt, and go for the gold.
FW - I didn't hear anyone ask you for your opinion.
Stank - Oh puhlease. Girl, if you're not here to win THIS title, then what the hell are you doing here at all? Right now you're just a side show.
FW - WHAT?!?
Stank - You heard me. Come one, come all, watch the pretty girl compete with the big boys in the most vicious wrestling federation there is!
FW - You're such an ass.
Stank - Any opportunity you get at gold... you take it. To do anything else is a slap in the face to this sport, this federation, and to any other woman that MIGHT have the ovaries to follow in your footsteps. You beat Davin and it brings you a step closer to competing for THIS title. It puts you right up there. Hell, do you think I won the World Title by wondering if it would DICK over my partners? Each and every one of them had a shot at this gold before I did. Do you think they CARED about what I thought at the time??
FW - ...
Stank - Jack, Spin and even Lock when we were partners, they all knew that win it came to singles gold, all bets were off. They expected no less of me. We've all fought each other for singles gold and we remain partners... well except for FFC, but that's a-
FW - ALRIGHT! I get it! Shut the fuck up already and let me move on.
Stank - Proceed.
<Firewoman continues on her way. As Stank watches her go he feels a tap on his shoulder. He turns and standing before him is Canadian Dragon... bringing a steel chair down on top of Stank's head! Stank drops his title and falls on his ass. Through the wooziness, he hears CD speak.>
CD - That's always been your problem Stank. You pay too much attention to the bimbos around here and not enough on the threat that is before you. I'm going to beat you Stank. I'm taking your World Title... and rest assured, neither you or any other OOWF competitor, especially that tramp you were just talking to, will pry it from ME!
<Stank looks up at Dragon where his face meets steel! Everything goes dark!>
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 27, 2008 15:45:05 GMT -5
SMJ: It's early morning at the arena. Firewoman has arrived at the venue hours ahead of everyone else.
FW: So you're announcing now?
SMJ: Kinda.
FW: Cool. Congratulations.
SMJ: You're not as hyped up as you usually are pre-match. Does this mean you've made your decision?
FW: Indeed I have. I'm on my way to Rick's office to let him know.
SMJ: Mind if we walk with you?
FW: Always, but that usually doesn't stop you.
You know, lots of the guy have given me really good advice, even the ones that don't think that's what they were doing. I appreciate all of it, and it's helped.
after WALKING~! a bit, they come to Rick's office. Firewoman knocks on the door.
GMtR: Come in.
Firewoman goes in. Five minutes later, she leaves for her locker room
SMJ: But wait!! What are you going to do???
FW: Wait and see, Sparky.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 27, 2008 15:45:31 GMT -5
Camera fades to familar bar to find Seamus again on his favorite bar stool
Seamus: " Will she, won't she, what will she do?...do you think she cares a rabbits ass about Furby?"
Drinks a shot of whiskey and motions for more
Seamus: "Everyone wants to give her advise, help her out...why cause she is a great wrestler?"
drinks/motions for more when bartender brings bottle- Seamus grabs whole bottle
Seamus: " Shes gotten more push than Orton and Masters, why talent? yeah sure...those are nice talents"
Seamus: " Don't get me wrong shes good and shes heartless...I know...trust me I know..."
finishes off bottle and slams it down on bar
Seamus: "When you play with fire you always get burned...remember that wabbit"
Seamus: " As for the cage match, there is no where to run, nowhere to hide whooptido...we have two awol bland wanttabes that have the promo skills of Dean Malenko and Steve Blackman, a strung out caffine addict that acts like Tweak from South Park and Firebitch...and people ask me why I drink..."
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 27, 2008 15:45:50 GMT -5
**Firewoman walks from GMtR's office to Rabbxt's closet and opens the door without knocking.**
Fire: Hey, Evan. I just wanted to let you know that I...
**Firewoman sees Rabbxt holding a razor to his wrist.**
Fire: What the FUCK are you doing!?
Rabbxt: Oh, hey. I got this big splinter right here on my wrist and I've been trying to get it out for hours.
Fire: Oh... Christ, man. I thought you were going emo on me for a second there.
Rabbxt: Nah, girl. That shit ain't really my thing.
Fire: What are your things?
Rabbxt: Ah, you know... Flips, Mountain Dew, closets, free Saleen's... Oh, and three-team steel cage matches at PPV's with holiday themed names...
Fire: Well, I did just come from... Wait... When did you even get here? I was the first one here today. How long have you been sitting in this closet?
Rabbxt: Well, I came in here yesterday after restocking my Mountain Dew supply. And I've been sitting here until now.
Fire: You're a weird one.
Rabbxt: Yea. Anyway, what were you saying?
Fire: Oh, yea. I just came from GMtR's office and...
Rabbxt: You made your decision!?
Fire: I have.
Rabbxt: Yes! Tell me!
Fire: I will. But first, what kind of cage is being used in that tag match? That blue kind with all the squares, or the steel mesh?
Rabbxt: Not sure, exactly. I've always been more into the steel mesh.
Fire: Yea, same here. I hope they use that stuff. It's easier to climb, too.
Rabbxt: I think so, too. But a lot of other people disagree. They say that the mesh doesn't have big enough holes to fit their feet.
Fire: They only need to fit the tips of their boots in them.
Rabbxt: I know, I know. But they still complain about the steel mesh and say that they can't climb the shit.
Fire: That blue bar caging is an ugly site, though. I would never switch the steel mesh with the blue bars.
Rabbxt: Oh, no. Definitely not. The steel mesh is the best cage to get. Maybe the blue bar caging is cheaper or something, and that's why some promotions get those cages?
Fire: Possibly. I never really thought about the pricing. That could literally make the decision of which cage to use.
Rabbxt: Right. But I would think the steel bar caging would be more expensive, due to the thickness of the bars compared to the fence-like sides of the steel mesh caging.
Fire: You're right. It would seem like that. Then what would be the real reason promotions would get the blue bar caging for cage matches?
Rabbxt: Maybe all the people in the match just have big feet.
Fire: Ha, totally.
Rabbxt: Well, this was fun, Fire. We're actually getting along.
Fire: Yea, Evan. This was nice. An actual discussion for once. Anyway, I guess I'll be seeing you later?
Rabbxt: Sure thing, Fire. Peace.
Fire: Bye.
**Firewoman leaves the closet and shuts the door.**
Rabbxt: Well, that was cool. We can actually get along and... SHIT! I didn't ask her what her decision was! FUCK!
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 27, 2008 15:46:39 GMT -5
OOWF New Years Evil III Pay Per View Live! From Makakilo City, Hawaii
<We cut to a small café the morning of the pay per view>
(CTG is having breakfast at a small coffee shop when someone seats himself at his table)
CTG:?
: (baseball cap pulled low) I'm risking a lot coming here to talk to you
CTG: (notes his visitor is still in a sweatshirt and has his gloves on..... then sees the lip ring) ... yeah you are.
CM Punk: Look man, they're serious about driving people out. The fact that they're trying to smash me under Big Daddy V and Mark Henry.... then trying to bury me by giving Miz a title shot? This really sucks.
CTG: I know you have worked on "both sides" of the fence. If I come to help you, I'm not sure I'd be jumping in on Tuesday nights.
CM Punk: even if you worked for the Friday show it'd help. Maybe pull Henry off me. Either way, I'm just letting you know that guys like us (pointing back and forth) are way outnumbered north of here. The bad guys are getting the breaks and we're getting broken. I'm not gonna grovel, man, but between me, Dreamer and Mahoney we can't even get our show to stay afloat. I could go back to ROH but the money's a lot better here.
CTG: and what, may I ask, does a "Straight Edge" citizen such as you spend that sort of money on?
CM Punk: Cars and ink (rolls up a sleeve to show it off)
Fan: Hey, that's CM Punk!
(fans surround the table)
CM Punk: (Glares at Gryfon) man, you did that on purpose
Fan: Hey, Concrete! Are you coming to WWE?
CTG: Looks like negotiations are going on right now (signing autographs)
CM Punk: (still glaring at CTG as he signs autographs too)
We head to the arena and the pyro goes off indicating the start of our show. Just as the announcers start to hype the show, we hear an obnoxious voice start talking. It’s SYB, with a mic, never a good thing.
SYB: Wait a damn minute, wait, wait, wait. You know, I know you hicks in Hawaii are not used to getting the finer things in life. I mean, you are used to being losers. Your Hawaii football team is going to get shit kicked by Georgia <loud boos> you worship a racist dwarf with a mullet who calls himself Dog <louder boos> Hell, this whole island is a joke, no one wants to come here, no one wants to stay. You should try and be a proud, respectable place like Newark, New Jersey <litter rains down on SYB>
But I am not here to point out the obvious flaws of Hawaii. I am here for another reason. When I looked at the lineup card, I noticed that my name was not on the list. ME! Left off the greatest pay per view ever, well it WOULD be the greatest, if I was on it. So I challenged all those so called “wrestlers” in the back. I stormed right into their dressing room and called every single one of them out. Did any of them respond? HELL NO! You know why? Because I am the GREATEST WRESTLER IN OOWF HISTORY THAT IS WHY!!! So what I am going to do right now is stand in this ring until SOMEone, ANYone shows some balls and comes out here, I will not……bzzt, bzzzt
<static in the mic cuts SYB off, SYB is screaming at the sound guys, but no one can hear him. He is in full tantrum mode now and tears the cover off the top of the mic AND BEAST POPS OUT!!!>
SYB nearly shits himself; well actually he probably does, as Beast stands in the ring glaring at him getting a rousing ovation from the crowd. SYB suddenly gets a burst of confidence and walks right up to Beast, now functioning mic in hand and SPEAKS!:
SYB: You can’t touch me. You can’t lay one stupid finger on me. You wanna know why? Because I have THIS! <SYB pulls the Get Out Of One Ass Whipping Free card> Referee, make the announcement.
<The referee confers with the announcer and some other officials, then reluctantly makes the announcement>
The winner of the match, in :03, SYB!
<SYB gloats and celebrates as the referee tears up the card. Beast remains stoic in the center of the ring arms folded across his chest watching SYB make an ass of himself. SYB climbs the turnbuckle and taunts the crowd, then when he jumps down, Beast nearly takes his head off with a big boot! Beast pulls SYB to his feet and nails him with a BIG MONSTER HAMMER O’DOOM! SYB falls to the mat, out cold. Beast eyes him for a moment, then pulls him to his feet and tosses him over his shoulder and leaves the ring and heads to the back. Oh no, the last time Beast did something like this, it was not a good evening for Carl Coolname.>
TEAM RABBXTFIRE vs. NERVE AGENT & BLITZ vs. THE DEAD & SEAMUS MCNASTY – Steel Cage Match, Escape Rules, Weapons are Legal
The following match is the Three Team Steel Cage Match. To win this match, both members of a single team must escape the cage, having both feet touch the floor. The steel cage slowly lowers from the ceiling, lights flashing and creepy music playing. The music stops. The referee enters the cage, and after he is set, Alexander Darling is announced as the outside referee. With that done the first team is introduced, Team RabbxtFire. Rabbxt comes out alone and pauses at the top of the ramp. The crowd murmurs anxiously as he makes his way halfway down the ramp alone. Is Firewoman going to show? Finally Firewoman’s music hits and she comes out to a less than welcomed reaction from the crowd. She catches up with Rabbxt and they make their way down the ramp. Rabbxt stops in front of Darling, and Alexander just smirks and looks away. They stop once they get to the cage and smile. One of the referees on the outside of the cage opens the cage door for Rabbxt and Firewoman, but they decide to climb into the cage instead. Halfway through their climb, Nerve Agent and Blitz walk onto the stage. The crowd has a much better liking towards them than they did towards Team RabbxtFire. Nerve Agent and Blitz accept the referee's offer and enter the cage through the door. Rabbxt and Firewoman drop down to the ring and Nerve and Blitz step through the ropes, just as Flogging Molly begins to blare throughout the stadium. Seamus McNasty steps through the curtain and walks down the ramp alone. He stops at the cage and turns around, waiting for his partner. Only seconds pass before The Dead is making his way down the ramp. The Dead and Seamus nod at each other, seemingly on the same page. They step through the cage door and duck the ropes. The bell sounds as the referee closes and locks the cage door. All six competitors remain still, looking each other up and down. They all pick opponents and tie up. Rabbxt with Blitz, Fire with Dead, Nerve with Seamus. Rabbxt pushes Blitz into a corner and follows up with hammering blows to the face. The Dead overpowers Fire and shoves her to the mat. He stomps her a few times before Rabbxt leaves his attack on Blitz to save his partner. He hits Dead with a high dropkick to the face and helps Fire back to her feet. Seamus knocks Nerve down with a straight right and turns around into a double clothesline by Rabbxt and Fire. Blitz hits Rabbxt with a dropkick to the back of the head, sending him into a corner. Fire goes for a roundhouse kick, but Blitz ducks it and hits Fire with a huge German suplex. Dead gets behind Blitz and delivers a German suplex of his own. Nerve is back to his feet and ducks a punch by Dead, then hits him with a German suplex. As soon as Nerve gets to his feet, Rabbxt rolls out of the corner and between Nerve's legs and connects with a German suplex. Seamus McNasty gets a forearm shot to the face of Rabbxt before hitting a perfect German suplex, sending Rabbxt flipping backwards onto his stomach. The crowd is eating it up. Fire is back to her feet, while Seamus thinks he is the last man standing. Fire jumps onto Seamus' shoulders and hits a reverse huracanrana, bouncing Seamus off of his head. Blitz is back to his feet and is quick to help Nerve up off the mat. They hit Fire with a double team move. Nerve hits Fire with a dropkick to the knees, while Blitz bulldog's Fire's face into the mat. Nerve and Blitz head over to Rabbxt, who is still laid out flat. Blitz goes for a Standing Blitz Flip, while Nerve attempts a Standing Moonsault. Rabbxt rolls out of the way in time to avoid both moves. He kips up to his feet and hits a Standing Corkscrew Shooting Star Press, landing on the backs of both Blitz and Nerve. Once he's back up, he hits them both with a Standing Corkscrew 540 Senton. He gets to his feet once more, but is hit with the CTC by The Dead, knocking him out cold. Seamus picks Fire up off the mat and hits her with Black and Tan. The Dead and Seamus McNasty have been playing it smart, waiting for the other two teams to take each other out. With four people laid out, Dead points to the cage door. The referee unlocks it and Seamus heads towards it. The Dead begins to climb his way out, as Seamus is stepping out of the cage. Seamus' feet touch the floor, but Nerve and Blitz both got up in time to grab Dead's foot before he was able to swing it over to the other side of the cage. He tries to kick them away, but they climb up the cage, hitting him with forearms shots all the way. They both get to the top of the cage, taking turns hammering away at Dead. Seamus is outside of the cage, encouraging The Dead to fight. Rabbxt and Fire get to their feet and see three guys on top of the cage. They immediately climb up the cage to stop anybody from escaping. Blitz and Nerve have a double front face lock applied to Dead, and Rabbxt and Fire are standing on the middle of the top rope, holding Blitz and Nerve in power bomb position. They jump off the rope, forcing Blitz and Nerve to pull Dead off the top of the cage with a double suplex. They all five hit the ring with a huge bang as the crowd goes wild. Seamus is going crazy on the outside of the cage, thinking that his partner is out of the match. He grabs a steel chair and goes to walk back into the cage through the door, but the referee won't allow it. When Seamus threatens the referee, two more referees from around the cage come to back up their fellow referee. Seamus doesn't have time to deal with this and he just climbs up the side of the cage with the chair. He gets to the top of the cage while Rabbxt and Fire are getting to their feet, taking the smallest blow from the huge move. Seamus tosses the chair into the ring without aim and it wraps around Fire's head, sending her down again. Rabbxt only sees the chair hit Fire and Seamus sitting on the top of the cage and thinks that Seamus is trying to escape. He climbs up the cage and gets to the top, where he and Seamus trade blows. Eventually, they're both on their feet on the top of the cage, trading punches back and forth. Blitz gets to his feet before Nerve, since he took the landing better. He climbs up the cage after Rabbxt and Seamus. With Rabbxt and Seamus still trading blows, Blitz stands up on top of the cage behind Rabbxt. He kicks Rabbxt in the back of the knees. Seamus follows up with a kick to the side of the head of Rabbxt. Rabbxt loses his balance and rolls off the cage, but hangs onto the top of it with both hands. As Seamus and Blitz begin to trade punches, Rabbxt grabs them both by the ankles. Blitz ducks a punch by Seamus and hits a clothesline, sending Seamus off the cage and to the outside. With Rabbxt still hanging onto both wrestlers' ankles, the weight of Seamus and Rabbxt causes Blitz to fall after them. All three men hit the floor with uncomfortable landings. The crowd doesn't know whether to cheer or worry. With all three men on the outside knocked out, the three competitors on the inside begin to stir. Nerve gets up first and grabs the chair from around Fire's head, while The Dead stands up behind him. With the chair in front of his face, Nerve turns around into a CTC from Dead out of nowhere, sending the chair cracking off his skull. Fire stands up as Nerve is falling back and hits a lung blower on Nerve as he falls backwards. Fire kicks Nerve into a corner and ties up with Dead. She gets the upper hand and pushes Dead into a corner. She stomps at him and forces him to the mat. She hits a straight kick to the face and goes after the steel chair. She goes into the opposite corner with it, then runs towards Dead and dropkicks the chair into his face. Nerve is up once again and hits Fire with a DDT once she turns around. Nerve goes to the top rope, then to the top of the cage. He looks at the floor and back at Fire a few times. With the crowd assuming he would simply drop down to the floor, Nerve does something unexpected and leaps off the top of the cage. He goes for a perfect Shooting Star Press on Fire, but Fire quickly drags The Dead into her place. Nerve lands on Dead, knocking the wind out of himself in the process. He rolls into a corner to try to regain his strength. The Dead is completely out of it in the center of the ring. Firewoman heads to a corner and climbs the turnbuckles. She grabs onto the cage and climbs to the top. She gets to the top and stands up, ready to climb down the other side. She glances over her shoulder and sees Rabbxt standing at the top of the opposite corner of the cage. She turns around and their eyes meet. They glance down at Dead for a split second, then their eyes meet again. Seemingly without hesitation, they both leap off the top of the cage at the same time. Rabbxt jumps forward and rotates backwards, while Firewoman rotates 450 degrees. Rabbxt lands his Shooting Star Leg Drop across the throat of The Dead and Fire lands her 450 perfectly, stomach to stomach. All three wrestlers are in a great deal of pain. Nerve is sitting in his corner and looks at the carnage in the middle of the ring. Seamus is already climbing up one side of the cage, trying to reach Dead in time to save the match for their team. Nerve crawls weakly to the cage door and the referee unlocks it and opens it. Blitz is right there to grab Nerve's hands and pull him out of the ring. Seamus is just climbing down the cage, into the ring, as the bell sounds and a voice over the PA system declares Nerve Agent and Blitz the winners of the Three Team Steel Cage Match. WINNERS in 34:27 - Nerve Agent and Blitz
After the match, the ring and ringside empty. Rabbxt is the last one out of the cage, but before he can step all the way out, Alexander Darling races over and slams the cage door in his face, sending Rabbxt back into the ring. Before any of the other noobs realize what is going on, Darling is inside the ring with the door locked beating on Rabbxt mercilessly. Darling pulls Rabbxt up and PLANTS him with a crucifix bomb, then pulls a dazed Rabbxt to his feet and chop blocks his knee. Rabbxt falls to the mat, howling in pain and clutching at his knee. Darling grabs Rabbxt’s leg and drops a knee across the inside of his knee, then locks on a figure four. Firewoman begins climbing the side of the cage to save her partner, as she drops into the ring, Darling breaks the hold and climbs over the top to safety. Rabbxt is writhing in pain on the mat and Firewoman has to help him to his feet and to the back.
<After some promotional OOWF stuff, we cut back to the ring for the debut of Alexander Darling>
Coming back from another amazing match here at New Years Evil III, we’re getting set for out next match, but before the introductions can be made, “There can be only one!” booms over the sound system. The lights dim and a lone white strobe light stats bouncing throughout the arena as AFI’s “Prelude 12/21” starts to play. This can only mean one thing…as “Prelude…” concludes the strobe shuts off and a blue spotlight shines on the entranceway. Yes, yes, yes there he is…the newest member of the OOWF, Alexander Darling. He stands there as Queen’s “Princes of the Universe” begins soaking in the overwhelming boos from this crowd.
As he makes his way down the aisle, we can see he’s got the DDT Belt slung over one shoulder and two beautiful women attached to his arms. Walking a few steps behind him, looking at a clipboard, is the women we’ve come to know as Alexis Darling. Alexander makes his way onto the apron and stands there in his wrestling gear as the women open the ropes and allow the Darling siblings to step into the ring. The song finishes as the lights come and we see Alexis hand Alexander a microphone…wonder where she was hiding that.
Alexander takes a deep breath as he waits for the boos to subside. Alexander Darling: I have all night folks, so the longer you refuse to let me talk, the longer it takes for me to get out of here and move on to more important business, like beating whatever random jobber they toss out here for me to destroy. Carl from Fresno, Kiwi Joe, SYB, I don’t care who it is; they will all fall before me.
I’ve been in the OOWF for less than a month and I’m willing to face whoever they send out for me, because I understand that this is a business more than anything else. It’s not a sport, it’s not entertainment…it’s always all about the money. So, for now, I’ll play the waiting game for my time and for GMtR and Booker Man to recognize what they have in Alexander Darling and give me my due. And if they don’t…well, I’ll just fucking take my spot like I took this title from Hardcore.
Darling starts to slowly laugh as he pats the title belt. He takes it off his shoulder and calls her over. He places the belt over her shoulder and takes the clipboard that she was holding. He flips though a couple pages and nods his head at a few points.
Alexander: So, it seems here that I’ve not heard back from any of the four contracts that were sent out. That’s no big deal as I understand the importance of such crucial decisions, but maybe I’ll have to make a personal appearance to these people to explain exactly what is being offered by Darling Enterprises, Inc. But again, there is one specific person that Darling Enterprise has taken a liking to and that is the intriguing Firewoman.
First of all, what happened earlier had nothing to do with you. Slamming bunny boy’s head into a cage door was just a business decision that needed to be made. See Fire, the difference between you and your partner is you seem to get it and he just doesn’t. You know what you want and you know you’re responsibilities while your Degrassi wannabe partner thinks this is all a game.
Guess what Bunny bitch. This isn’t a fucking game and I’m done playing with you. I couldn’t care less at this point what amount of money or what benefits Darling Enterprise has to give to this company. I want your flippy floppy ass in this ring and I WILL BREAK YOU.
The crowd is unsure how to handle this situation because as much as they hate everything Darling has said about them and the general way he’s acted, it’s not like Rabbxt has endeared himself to the fans either. There’s still booing but it’s not as hostile as it was earlier.
Alexander: Aww, does the poor dumb smart mark crowd of the OOWF not know how to respond to a “bad guy” calling out another “bad guy.” Guess what ya brain dead morons, respond however the fuck you want. If I’ve told you all once, I’ve told ya a thousand times. You people are worthless to me. I pandered to what you wanted my entire career and it got me nowhere. Once I stopped, I became an overnight sensation with gold around my waist and offers on my desk.
And that’s the last thing I’m going to say to you about this for now Fire. Stop pandering to what everyone else wants you to do. Take your time, weigh the pros and cons, and sincerely think about what it is you want. You have a ton of people in your ear right now and there’s no pressure from Darling Enterprise. The offer is on the table, decide whenever you want. And if you say no, that’s a fair decision. I won’t hold it against ya, it’s a business decision. But if you do decide to say no, don’t cross me either. You won’t like the scope of the payback.
The jobber’s music starts to play, but before it even gets a few notes in, Alexander interrupts it.
Alexander: Cut that fucking music right now. I will own your ass if you ever dare interrupt me again random sound guy. Now before I finish here and impress you all with my in-ring debut, I will like to introduce you to the yin to my yang. Alexis Darling.
The crowd boos as Alexis steps up next to Alexander and the siblings/twins? And she just shakes her head and laughs a little as the crowd starts chanting “Whore” and “You Suck Dick”
Alexis: What a typical piece of garbage wrestling crowd. It is people like each and every one of you sitting out there that makes what Alexander and I do as Darling Enterprise so worthwhile. You all make me sick and if I had my way every single one of you would be mopping my bathroom floor. You’re all pathetic.
Alexander; Well sister, what you expect from a group of people who built their civilization on a bunch of active volcanoes and allowed themselves to be blindsided by the Japanese. Remember we’re not standing among a bunch of rocket scientists.
The crowd is rabid at this point and some of the more pathetic smarks are even attempting to jump the guardrails at this point, but luckily security is holding them back before we have a full-fledged riot here in Makakilo City. The Darlings are cackling madly in the center of the ring before they suddenly stop and look at each other. Their looks get a ton more serious when they each bring the mics up to their mouth.
A&A: It’s time for victim #1. Rabbxt, you’re next. And to that all we have to say is…
BOOYAH, Bitch
ALEXANDER DARLING vs. KIWI JOE
Tonight marks the OOWF debut of Alexander Darling. He walks to the ring accompanied by a gorgeous blond number in an evening gown. She opens the ropes for Darling, and takes his robe off of his shoulders and takes it out of the ring with her. New Zealand hero Kiwi Joe, the New Zealand Junior Heavyweight Champion, enters the ring to wild applause from the Hawaiian crowd. The bell rings and the two men lock up. AD gets the early advantage with a headlock, only to have Joe shoot him into the ropes and level AD with a shoulder block. As Darling gets to his feet, Joe bounces off the ropes again and attempts a clothesline, but AD is ready for him. AD ducks the move, and knees Kiwi in the gut. After a little posing for the crowd, Darling goes to work on KJ. German suplex, scissors kick, enziguri, vertical suplex, dropkick, and a Bionic Elbow have KJ wobbly on his feet. After a stiff forearm levels Joe, AD locks the local favorite in a Boston Crab. Kiwi Joe struggles and howls in pain. Darling suddenly lets go, knee drops Joe in the back, and locks him in the Death by Darling. Joe is weakened, but manages to get to the ropes, and the referee forces AD to break the move. Darling signals to the crowd that the match is over, and hoists Kiwi on his shoulders. Joe slides off and locks a Cobra Clutch on Darling. Darling reaches back, hooks Kiwi’s leg, and lifts Joe off his feet with an Olympic slam. AD pulls Kiwi to his feet and hoists him up again, this time connecting with a thunderous Darling Driver!. AD places one foot on Joe’s chest and the referee makes an academic 3 count. WINNER in 3:14 – Alexander Darling
OUTBACK JACK vs. ERIC O’MAC vs. RYAN HARDCORE
Outback Jack comes to the ring with Wally B. King in tow, he is followed by Ryan Hardcore and Lauren Phoenix and finally, pyro hits, the lights dim, and The E makes his way to the ring with a clearly spooked Carl Coolname trailing behind him. All three men make it into the ring and the referee calls for the bell and this one is underway! Eric steps to the center of the ring and gets in Hardcore’s face and lets him know how great The E is. Hardcore gives him a shove and sends him right into a hard straight right from Jack. Eric flips over the top rope and falls to the floor face down. Coolname checks on E and frantically waves to the back for officials to come out. Inside the ring, Jack is standing by the ropes looking at Eric when Hardcore charges in behind him and hits a BACKSTABBER!! Hardcore covers but he can only get a one count. Jack gets to his feet and Hardcore nails him with a drop kick right to the mouth that sends him back into the corner. Ryan runs in and monkey flips Jack out of the corner, then immediately climbs to the top rope. But Outback Jack recovers too fast and catches Hardcore on the top rope and throws him into the center of the ring. Jack waits in the corner and catches Hardcore in the face with a running front kick right between the eyes. Jack gets to his feet and we see that there are medical officials loading an apparently unconscious Eric O’Mac onto a gurney and taking him up the ramp. Once again this gives Hardcore the opening he needs, and he rolls Jack up from behind and gets a quick two count. Outback Jack is up to his feet and ducks a Ryan Hardcore clothesline and lifts him for an atomic drop, then bounds off the ropes and takes him down with a bulldog. Hardcore rolls under the bottom rope to the floor, but Jack follows him to the outside. Jack scoops Hardcore up and plants him on the floor with a slam. Jack pulls a table from under the ring and stands it against the ring post, then pulls Hardcore to his feet and whips him into the table, Hardcore shatters the table and slams face first into the post! Ryan falls to the mat, bleeding heavily from a gash in his head. Jack takes his time and walks over to Hardcore and starts to pull him to his feet when Hardcore grabs a piece of the broken table and slams it into Jack’s face! OBJ staggers a bit and Lauren Phoenix finishes it off with a low blow from behind that sends Jack to the floor. Hardcore gets to his feet and pulls Jack up and sends him into the guardrail back first, when Jack staggers forward a few steps, Hardcore charges in and levels him with a clothesline. Ryan rolls a dazed Jack into the ring and climbs to the corner and waits perched on the top. When Jack gets to his feet, Hardcore leaps and catches him with a knee right between the eyes. Ryan covers, but can only get a two count. Hardcore runs to the ropes and springs off the bottom rope and tries a moonsault, but Jack gets his knees up before he can land, catching Hardcore in the gut. Now Jack is up on his feet and he shoves Hardcore into the corner and beats him down to the mat with punches and kicks, adds a nice Stone Cold double bird, then gets a running start and slams his knee into Hardcore’s face. Ryan slumps to the mat and rolls out of the ring to the floor where Phoenix tries to comfort him. She looks up and screams and runs away as Jack hurdles himself over the top rope and lands on Hardcore knocking all the wind out of him. Jack sits against Hardcore for a moment and someone tosses him a beer from the crowd. Jack pops the top and slams it, then grabs Hardcore and slams him in the face with the can. Jack pulls Hardcore up and hits a release belly to belly suplex on the floor, then rolls Hardcore back into the ring. Jack pulls him up and tries a whip to the ropes, but Hardcore reverses it and PASTES Jack in the mouth with a super kick on the rebound. Jack has his lights dimmed, and Hardcore falls to his knees, then makes a half hearted cover, which Jack easily kicks out of. Both men get to their feet and Hardcore swings wildly but Jack peppers him with rights and lefts. Outback Jack whips Hardcore to the ropes and catches him with a big back body drop, then bounds off the ropes and drops a leg across his chest. Jack covers and gets another two count. OBJ gets to his feet and tries to pull Hardcore up, but Ryan hits a chin buster sending Jack back to the mat. Now Ryan takes over, Hardcore pulls Jack up and plants him on the mat with a spine buster, then catapults him into the corner. Hardcore catches OBJ before he can fall out of the corner and sets him on the top rope. Hardcore climbs up with Jack and tries a top rope Frankensteiner, but Jack blocks it and reverses it into a top rope POWER BOMB!!! Hardcore slams onto the mat, his eyes roll into the back of his head and he looks to be almost out! Jack is also knocked goofy by that and rolls to the apron instead of making the cover. As the referee starts the ten count, the crowd begins to boo, what is going on, Eric O’Mac sprints to the ring, quickly climbs to the top rope and hits a FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH on Hardcore and hooks the leg, he is technically in the match so the referee counts, one, two, three! WINNER in 17:59 – Eric O’Mac
Boos rain down on Eric, he just laughs and points to his head and demands that the referee raise his arm in victory.
F. FONZWORTH MACCAPPINGTON III & FIRECHILD vs. THE BEST FRIENDS FOREVER
The Best Friends Forever sprint to the ring and climb between the ropes and cheer the crowd on. F. Fonzworth MacCappington III’s music hits and he comes to the ring with Lance by his side, and Firechild trailing them both. MacCappington stops outside the ring and turns to Firechild. “Now Firechild, we are NOT going to have a replay of last week, are we?” Firechild just glares at him and MacCappington grabs him by the mouth and snaps his head around “ARE WE?” Firechild mutters “no sir” under his breath. MacCappington gets a smug look of satisfaction on his face and orders Firechild to hold the ropes for him and Lance. Firechild takes MacCappington’s coat and hands it to the ring attendant. MacCappington notices a smudge on his boot so he barks an order to Firechild and Firechild snarls but gets down on one knee and uses his own ring coat to wipe the smudge from his boot. By now Firechild is in a foul mood. He holds the ropes for Lance and the bell rings. Firechild charges across the ring and blind sides Alt wit ha forearm to the side of the head, then sends him to the ropes and hits him with a back elbow right to the jaw. Firechild drops an elbow across Alt’s chest and covers, but Chris kicks out at one. Both men get to their feet and FC whips Alt across the ring and lowers his head a moment too soon and Alt plants him with a DDT and tags in Harris. Hardbody comes into the ring and connects with a drop kick to Firechild’s face as he stands up, then pulls him to his feet and hauls him up into a vertical suplex, holding him there before crashing to the mat. Harris pulls Firechild to his feet and traps him in an abdominal stretch. Alt cheers his partner on while MacCappington criticizes Firechild and calls him names. Harris reaches out and tags in Alt, Alt comes off the top rope and drops an axe handle across the side of Firechild’s head, sending him to the mat. Alt grabs Firechild’s legs and flips him over in a Boston Crab. Firechild tries to fight out of it and almost has it broken when Alt reaches up and tags in Harris who springboards over the top rope and drops a leg across the back of Firechild’s head. Harris rolls Firechild over and covers, but FC kicks out at two. Firechild struggles to his feet and reaches out a hand to tag in MacCappington, but FFM3 just mocks him and tells him to fight harder. Firechild turns back to Harris and Harris catches him with a clothesline that sends him staggering back into the FFM3-FC corner. Instead of tagging his partner, MacCappington shoves him back into the center of the ring, right into a release belly to belly suplex from Harris. Firechild hits the mat and bounces out of the ring to the floor. Instead of letting his partner regain his composure MacCappington charges over and rolls him right back into the ring. Firechild pulls himself up using the ropes and glares at MacCappington in the corner, then turns back and takes a wicked diamond cutter from Harris. Harris tags in Alt and pulls Firechild up and drops him across his knee in a pendulum back breaker, Alt comes off the middle rope with an elbow. He covers Firechild and gets two before MacCappington comes in and breaks it up with a boot to the side of Alt’s face. MacCappington shoots Firechild a disgusted look before he leaves the ring. Chris Alt climbs the ropes facing the crowd, not sure what he was going to do, but Firechild gets to his feet and staggers to the ropes and crotches Alt on the top. Firechild gets to the corner and climbs up and nails Alt with a reverse suplex! Both men are down. The referee starts the ten count and Alt pulls himself up at eight and lunges and makes the tag to Harris. Firechild summons the last of his strength and lunges for MacCappington, but MacCappington drops off the apron and tells Firechild to get up and fight. Firechild glares at MacCappington and something seems to snap inside. Harris grabs his leg and pulls him toward the middle of the ring, but Firechild gets to his feet and nails Harris with an enzuguri. Harris hits the mat and Firechild charges across the ring and nails Alt in the face with a forearm, knocking him to the floor. Firechild turns back around and dodges a TO BE EDITED IN LATER from Harris, grabs him and hits a release Dragon suplex folding Harris in half like an accordion. Chris Alt comes back in and tries a clothesline, but Firechild ducks it and pops Alt in the mouth with a super kick that sends him over the top rope. Firechild pounces on Harris and hammers him with lefts and rights before pulling him to his feet and nailing him with a FIREDRIVER!! Harris is out on the mat, Firechild gets to his feet and stands over Harris staring at him and trembling with rage. From the outside MacCappington reaches out and tags himself into the match, then stands and orders Firechild out of the ring. Firechild once again just glares at MacCappington, then slowly leaves the ring. MacCappington pulls Harris to his feet and hits a GREETINGS FROM PACICIF HEIGHTS, not once, not twice, but THREE TIMES! MacCappington takes the time to turn to Firechild and berate him on the apron, “THAT IS HOW YOU DO IT!” Chris Alt tries to come in and make the save, but MacCappington side steps him as he charges and catches him on the rebound with a Black Hole Slam, then pulls him to his feet and throws him over the top rope to the floor. MacCappington drops an elbow on a still prone Harris and gives a very casual cover and gets the three count. WINNERS in 9:04 – F. Fonzworth MacCappington III & Firechild
MacCappington orders Firechild to raise his arm in victory, then once again hold the ropes so he and Lance can leave the ring.
CHRIS COLE vs. JW WESTGAARD
JW Westgaard comes to the ring first, hockey stick in hand and sneers at the crowd. Cole is announced next and sprints to the ring and slides under the ropes and immediately goes after Westgaard, but JWW bails out of the ring and escapes to the safety of the floor. Cole is still sporting the stitches from Westgaard’s attack in the hospital, and no doubt a whole lot of pent up pissedoffedness over Westgaard’s involvement in the accident of his former tag team partner. Cole stands on the second rope and dares Westgaard to come back into the ring. JWW remains on the outside and a fan reaches out to pat him on the shoulder and JWW spins around to face him. Cole gets a running start and propels himself through the ropes and sends JWW hard into the guard rail. Cole is on Westgaard like stink on shit, hammering him in the face with closed fist punches. The referee comes to the outside to pull Cole off of Westgaard, JWW gets to his feet and retreats into the ring. Cole gets away from the referee and slides under the ropes and immediately gets kicked in the head. Westgaard pulls Cole to his feet and sends him to the ropes and catches him wit ha power slam. JWW covers, but doesn’t even get a one count. Westgaard pulls Cole to his feet and backs him into the corner and hammers at Cole’s head, and resorts to biting the stitches, opening the gash on Cole’s head again. The blood only serves to infuriate Cole, and he spins Westgaard around in the corner and hammers him down to the mat. Once again Westgaard escapes outside the ring, and once again Cole follows him to the outside. Cole spins JWW around and kicks him low and tries a DDT but JWW backdrops out of it. JWW grabs a cord from the floor and wraps it around Cole’s throat and chokes him out, forcing the blood to spurt from his forehead. Westgaard leaves Cole on the floor gasping for breath and climbs onto the apron and tries a running elbow drop but Cole moves out of the way and JWW crashes into the floor. Cole gets to his feet and waits for Westgaard to sit up and gets a running start and NAILS Westgaard in the face with a boot that sends his head slamming into the floor. Cole pulls a stunned Westgaard to his feet and hefts him up on his shoulders and hits an F5 that drops Westgaard through the Minoan Announce Table. A piece of the table opens a gash in Westgaard’s head and now both men are bleeding profusely. Cole grabs Westgaard and whips him into the guard rail back first, then scoops him up and rams his lower back into the ring post. Finally Cole rolls Westgaard under the bottom rope and climbs in himself. Cole drops an elbow across Westgaard’s throat, then pulls him to a sitting position and tilts his head back and drops several elbows across Westgaard’s head, then slams him back to the mat and covers and gets a two count. Cole grabs Westgaard’s legs and flips him over into a Boston crab sitting way back and trying for the submission. Westgaard refuses to give up and inches his way to the bottom rope and forces the break. Cole keeps up the attack, whipping Westgaard hard into the corner. Westgaard bounces out off the turnbuckle and falls to his knees on the mat, Cole gets a running start and nails him with a knee to the face. Cole falls to the mat, both men are slowing down from blood loss now. Westgaard gets to his feet first, he waits for Cole to get up then challenges him to come at him, Cole does and JWW drop toe holds him into the bottom turnbuckle. Now it is Westgaard’s turn to get some shots in, he puts Cole’s throat on the bottom rope and catapults himself over the top rope and drops a leg across his head, pressing his throat down on the rope. Westgaard keeps Cole on the ropes, and when the referee isn’t looking, Westgaard grabs his stick, as Cole looks up, Westgaard charges and SLAMS the stick into his face! Cole tumbles back into the mat writhing in pain and holding his nose which is now GUSHING blood. Westgaard comes into the ring and nails a staggering Cole with a CROSS CHECK, then lifts him up, ICE AUGER! This one is over. Westgaard covers and hooks the leg, one, two, NO!!! Westgaard is incredulous and argues with the referee. Cole crawls to the corner and collapses. Westgaard charges in, but Cole gets a boot up catching him right in the groin. Westgaard staggers away and falls to his knees. Cole slowly pulls himself to his feet and comes out of the corner, grabs Westgaard and PLANTS him with a spike DDT. Both men are down and the referee starts another ten count. Westgaard bails out of the ring at seven and falls to the floor. On the opposite side of the ring, Cole rolls out and rummages under the ring. He gets to his feet and has a barbed wire baseball bat, Cole has his hockey stick. They meet and Westgaard swings and Cole moves and the stick shatters on the ring post. Cole turns and BURIES the bat into Westgaard’s midsection, sending him to the floor. Cole gets up on the apron and waits for Westgaard to get to his feet. When he does, Cole runs down the apron and NAILS him with a running bat shot to the head. Westgaard falls to the floor, barely conscious. Cole grabs him and rolls him under the ropes, pulls his limp body up and hits the HEADLINER. Cole looks at the barbed wire bat and seems to consider another shot, but instead he falls on Westgaard and covers, one, two, three, this one is mercifully over. WINNER in 18:03 – Chris Cole
<we head to the back where CTG is back to watching his matches with Moose when he gets SPEARED out of his chair and crashes into the lockers>
CTG: >.< the hell?
Edge: (Stands) that was your ONLY warning. I see you at ANY WWE show and you'll get a lot worse than that. (Stomps out)
CTG: >.o this is worse than I thought.....
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 27, 2008 15:47:08 GMT -5
LD WILLAIMS vs. CAPELLANLD Williams comes to the ring first and waits in the corner. Capellan is announced next and instead of sprinting to the ring like he usually does, he calmly walks to the ring, almost absent-mindedly slapping hands with the fans along the way while focusing on Williams in the ring. Cap climbs between the ropes and waits. The referee calls them to the middle of the ring and goes through the instructions, then calls for the bell and this one is underway. The two men slowly circle and lock up. Capellan backs Williams into the corner and the referee calls for a clean break and gets it, but Williams charges out of the corner, and Capellan catches him with a deep arm drag, then holds on for an arm bar. Williams quickly works his way to his feet and backs Capellan to the ropes and whips him across the ring. Williams lowers his head and Capellan flips over his back and lands on his feet, Williams stands up and Capellan takes him over with an arm drag, then pops right back to his feet, Williams is up as well and comes at Cap, Cap takes him to the mat with a drop toe hold and tries a hammer lock, but Williams quickly sits up and slips out of that and grabs a side head lock on Capellan, Cap gets to his feet quickly and shoots Williams off to the ropes and tries a shoulder block but Williams takes Cap down. Williams hits the ropes and Capellan hits the opposite ropes and they start a criss –cross. Williams drops to the mat and Capellan steps over him and puts on the breaks, Williams gets to his feet and ducks a clothesline attempt from Cap and NAILS Cap with a clothesline of his own. As soon as Capellan hits the mat, Williams pounces and lands a series of knees to the side of Capellan’s head, then locks on a rear naked choke. Capellan has enough that he can block the hold somewhat and work his way to the ropes to force the break. Both men are back to their feet and meet nose to nose in the center of the ring. Capellan stuns Williams with an enzuguri, then springs to the top rope and tries a moonsault, but Williams moves out of the way and Cap crashes and burns. LD Williams pulls Capellan to his feet and hauls him up in a suplex, then drops him stomach first on the top rope, gets a running start, and knee lifts him off the ropes to the outside. Williams waits on the inside as Capellan is quickly to his feet and back on the apron. LD grabs Cap and suplexes him back into the ring, floats over and covers for a two count. LD pulls Cap up and shoves him into the corner and buries several shoulder shots into Cap’s midsection. LD goes for one too many and Capellan slips over his shoulders and rolls him up for a two count. Williams kicks out and Cap is quickly up to his feet, but once again turns into a forearm right between the eyes from Williams. Capellan slowly gets up doubled over in pain, LD grabs him and plants him on the mat with a DDT, then rolls him over and tries another pin, but once again can only get a two count. LD keeps Cap on the mat and grabs a chin lock pulling back on his neck. As Cap starts to fight out of it, Williams changes it to a regal stretch, then a sitting abdominal stretch, digging his elbow into Capellan’s side and trying to stretch his neck. Cap once again starts fighting out of it when Williams suddenly releases the hold and drops a knee across Capellan’s throat and keeps it there while he argues with the referee. Capellan gasps for breath and Williams pulls him to a sitting position and locks on a sort of cobra clutch with all his weight on the back of Capellan’s neck. Cap fights it but you can see his is starting to fade. The referee moves in to check his arm and it falls once, twice, three…..NO! Cap saves it at the last second and fights to get back to his feet, as he stands up, Williams lifts him again and drops him to the mat with a belly to back suplex. LD Williams gets up first as Capellan lies on the mat gasping for breath and trying to regain his focus. Capellan’s respite doesn’t last long as Williams bounds off the ropes and drops a leg across his chest, covers and gets a two count. Williams pulls Cap to his feet and peppers him with rights, but Capellan gets a burst of energy and fights back with rights and lefts of his own, then leaps up and snaps Williams over with a perfect hurracarana. Capellan springs to his feet, adrenaline rushing through his body and climbs the ropes and waits for Williams to get to his feet. When LD gets up, Cap leaps and takes him to the mat with a leg lariat that sends Williams into the corner. Capellan is up on his feet and charges in with a high knee, then bulldogs Williams out and rolls him over and covers, but Williams kicks out at two. Capellan gets to his feet and waits for Williams to stand up, he kicks Williams in the midsection and pulls him up for a suplex, but Williams slips over his shoulder, spins him around, knee to the gut, BRAINBUSTER!! LD Williams falls to his knees and covers Capellan hooking the leg, one, two, thr……NO! Somehow Capellan managed to roll the shoulder. LD Williams is not happy, he pulls Cap up and ties him in the tree of woe, gets in a few good kicks, then charges in, but Capellan does a sit up and Williams slams into the ring post, Capellan frees himself and rolls Williams up, then flips through, one, two, Williams bridges up and takes Cap over with a back slide, one, two, Cap tries another sunset flip, but Williams hooks his legs and drops to his knees, one, two, Capellan takes him to the mat, one two, both men spin to their feet, Capellan tries a clothesline, Williams ducks and grabs Cap, tries a release belly to back suplex but Cap lands on his feet, Williams gets a kick to the gut in, scoops Cap up and tries a slam, but Cap holds on, inside cradle, one, two THREE!! WINNER in 39:47 – Capellan After the match Williams sits on the mat shocked, Capellan sits in the corner shocked as well. Capellan gets to his feet about to leave the ring when LD Williams grabs him and spins him around and offers his hand. Cap reluctantly shakes it and Williams leaves the ring and lets Cap have his moment. PHANTOS & LUCIOS vs. DH MAGNUSSON & SPIN HANSENRun DLP come to the top of the ramp and strike their pose, then they bump knuckles with Moreland and he heads to the back. Phantos and Lucios make their way to the ring and wait. Lucios tests the ropes, Phantos does some nifty flips. DH Magnusson and Spin Hansen’s music hits and they charge to the ring and slide under the ropes. They walk to the center of the ring and all four men go nose to nose and a war of words erupts. Lucios gives Magnusson a shove, and this erupts! Magnusson nails Lucios with a punch to the mouth and Phantos shocks Spin with a drop kick to the mouth. Spin falls to the mat and Phantos is immediately on him with punches to the side of the head, he pulls Spin to his feet and throws him between the ropes, then grabs Magnusson and spins him around and catches him with a spinning heel kick to the mouth. Phantos and Lucios whip Magnusson to the ropes and try a double clothesline, but Magnusson ducks and rebounds with a double clothesline of his own. Magnusson grabs Lucios and throws him between the ropes to the floor. That makes Magnusson and Phantos the legal men. Magnusson turns to Phantos and he catches him with a chop across the chest, then slips behind him and takes him to the mat and grabs a side head lock. Magnusson quickly works to his feet, and shoves Phantos to the corner, but Phantos scales the ropes and flips over a charging Magnusson. Magnusson stops short of hitting the corner, turns and NAILS Phantos with a clothesline. Magnusson grabs Phantos by the arm and drags him into the DHM/SH corner and tags Spin Hansen in. Spin comes in and drops an elbow across Phantos chest, covers and gets a one count. Spin pulls Phantos to a sitting position and locks on a head lock, twisting Phantos neck. Spin releases the hold and tags in Magnusson, then holds Phantos arms and Magnusson comes in and kicks Phantos in the chest, then slams him back to the mat and covers again. Phantos kicks out at one and Magnusson pulls him to his feet and whips him to the ropes and catches him in a bear hug. Phantos struggles but starts to fade. Magnusson reaches behind him and tags Spin back in, and he bounds off the ropes and catches Phantos with a running forearm to the head. Spin doesn’t even cover, he drops an elbow across Phantos chest, then grabs his legs and tags Magnusson in. Spin catapults Phantos up and right into Magnusson’s arms, and Magnusson hits a powerslam, hooks the leg and gets two before Lucios comes in and breaks it up. Phantos is in some trouble now, Magnusson pulls him to his feet and whips him to the ropes and presses him above his head, but Phantos somehow manages to shift his weight and land on Magnusson’s shoulders and take him over with a hurracarana into a punning attempt, but Magnusson kicks out forcefully at two. The force of the kick out sends Phantos into his own corner and he tags in Lucios. Lucios comes in and charges across the ring and knocks Spin off the apron with a forearm, then waits for Magnusson to get to his feet and plants him with a choke slam, then climbs the ropes and hits a Lucios Bomb (Hardy’s move, I forget it at the moment) and covers, the ref counts one, two, but Spin reaches in and pulls Lucios out of the ring and levels him with a clothesline. Inside the ring, Phantos spring boards over the top rope and drops a leg across Magnusson, then launches himself between the ropes and takes Spin to the floor. Lucios gets back into the ring and pulls Magnusson to his feet and plants him on the mat with a belly to belly suplex. The referee counts, but Magnusson gets his foot on the ropes at two. On the outside, Phantos pulls Spin to his feet and whips him into the steps, then walks around the ring and gets back on the apron. Lucios makes his way to his corner and tags in Phantos, who climbs the ropes. As Magnusson gets to his feet, Lucios throws Phantos off the top and he connects with a cross body block, and gets another two count. Spin finally gets to his corner again and screams for Magnusson to get up and essentially kill Phantos. Magnusson gets up and stumbles back into the corner. Phantos charges in and tries a monkey flip out of the corner, but Magnusson holds on and turns and sets Phantos on the top rope and pops him with an open hand slap, then climbs up and super plexes Phantos off the top, without making the tag, Spin flies in off the top rope dropping an elbow into Phantos’ chest. This brings Lucios into the ring and he tries to clothesline Magnusson, but DH ducks and drops Lucios to the mat with a neck breaker. Phantos gets to his feet and leaps on Magnusson’s back, but he reaches up and flips him over his shoulder slamming him to the mat. Magnusson tags Spin in and he pulls Phantos to his feet and sends him to the ropes and catches him with a brutal spine buster and covers, but it is broken up with a kick to the back from Lucios. This brings Magnusson back into the match and the four men brawl inside the ring. Spin clotheslines Phantos over the top rope and they turn and double clothesline Lucios and set him up for the power bomb/elbow combo, but Phantos comes back in and shakes the ropes crotching Magnusson. Lucios fights out of the move and he and Spin tumble between the ropes to the floor. Phantos scales the ropes and he and Magnusson fight on the top, Magnusson head buts Phantos and sends him falling into the ring, Magnusson climbs off the ropes and helps his partner on the outside, Phantos leaps over the top rope and collapses the pile of humanity to the floor. The referee has seen enough and calls for the bell and rules this one a no contest. WINNERS – No Contest in 19:11 <We cut to the back again and we see a heavily bandaged JW Westgaard sling his bag over his shoulder and leave the arena. As he gets outside, we see a nice sports car parked in the lot with a man and a woman standing there leaning against the car. The man takes off his sun glasses and we see that it is TOMMY WILDER AND MISSY!!!> TW: JW JWW: Tommy TW: What happened man? JWW: Man I have no idea. Since I came back, its just not the same. I can’t seem to get it on the right track. TW: Look, why don’t you take me up on that offer? Why keep at this? We can offer you more, and it’s less wear and tear <JWW ponders it for a minute, then nods at Wilder. He jumps in the back seat and the sports car speeds off into the night> CONCRETE TG vs. MOOSEHEAD JACK – Barbed Wire Fence Taipei Cage MatchWe cut back to the ring and we see that it is surrounded by a cage of wood and barbed wire. There are no rules in this match, the winner is declared when one person cannot answer the ten count. Moosehead Jack comes to the ring first, snarling at the crowd and evidently in an extra foul mood tonight. Crete is announced nest and he comes out to the top of the ramp and soaks in the rousing ovation he receives from the crowd. He slowly makes his way to the ring, clearly enjoying the ovation, but also completely focused on Moose. Crete climbs into the ring and there is no time for instructions, the two bitter enemies charge at each other and attack, hammering away with stiff punches. Since both competitors hands are wrapped in tape, and also have shards of glass stuck to their fists, each shots leaves a little cut and it takes only a matter of seconds before both men have blood streaming off their faces. Crete gets the better of the exchange, backing Moose against the ropes, but Moose fights out of it and rakes the eyes which drops Crete to his knees. Moose grabs Crete’s head and rakes it across the barbed wire drawing screams of pain from Crete as the barbs tear at his flesh. Moose reaches up and tears a strand of barbed wire off the cage and whips it across Crete’s back leaving a long jagged cut. The pain seems to send a shock through Crete as he gets to his feet and blisters Moose with knife edge chops, then drops Moose with a spinning chop to the neck. Crete grabs the barbed wire and wraps it around Crete’s head and twists it tight, tangling it in Moose’s hair and slicing his scalp. Moose reaches up and rakes the eyes again to free himself, gets to his feet and nails Crete with an elbow between the eyes. Jack grabs Crete by the head and repeatedly slams him in the face with head buts, driving the barbed wire around his head deep into both of their scalps. Crete staggers and drops to one knee, but will not stay down. Moose takes Crete and throws him into the barbed wire across the ring, Crete grotesquely sticks for a moment before falling off the cage. Moose rips off another strand of barbed wire and wraps it around Crete’s throat and starts to climb the turnbuckle in the corner. Moose makes it all the way to the top rope, pulling Crete up with him, barbs digging into his throat. Crete frees himself by finally getting his footing and elbowing Moose in the midsection. Crete turns on the turnbuckle and soon both men are fighting on the top turnbuckle. Crete steadies himself on the top rope, taking a step back and connecting with a kick to the side of Moose’s head that knocks Moose back into the barbs on the cage. Crete gets something like a running start on the top rope and spears Moose INTO THE SIDE OF THE CAGE! Since it is nothing but barbed wire held together every few feet by wooden boards, that whole side of the ring collapses and Moose and Crete tumble to the floor in a mess of barbed wire and broken wood. Moose seems to have gotten the worst of it, the wire dug into his back and left it torn and bloody. Crete gets to his feet first and grabs a piece of the splintered wood and pulls Moose to a sitting position in the wire and jabs the wood in his face and tries to gouge out his eye. Moose is pouring blood now, and Crete will not relent. He pulls Moose to his feet and slams him in the wreckage. Crete looks around in the plunder and grabs a long strand of barbed wire and wraps it around his arm and waits for Moose to stand up, then charges and catches him with a barbed wire lariat across the chest. Moose falls back into the wreckage, but grabs another splintered piece of wood and catches Crete on the back of the knee as he walks by. Crete’s knee buckles and he too falls in the wreckage. Moose gets up and wraps the wire around the wood and repeatedly slams it across Crete’s knee, tearing his pants and leaving long cuts on his leg. Moose pounces on Crete and hammers shots to his face. Both men are just hideously bloody. Moose pulls Crete up out of the wreckage and rolls him under the bottom rope and posts him. With Crete lying there in pain, Moose rummages under the ring and grabs a barbed wire chair and slams it against Crete’s knee, trapping it between the chair and the post. Moose drops the chair and locks Crete in a post figure four. Crete screams in pain as Moose attempts to break his leg. Finally after over a minute of agony, Crete goes limp and Moose releases the hold. The referee starts the ten count as Moose slowly rolls back into the ring. The referee hits eight, but Crete stirs and pulls himself to his feet. Moose snarls and charges across the ring charging at Crete but Crete sidesteps and Moose goes head first into the wire. Moose is stuck in the barbs, his head actually protruding to the other side. Crete slips out of the ring, barely able to put weight on his knee and grabs the barbed wire chair, pulls something from his boot, its LIGHTER FLUID!!! Crete douses the chair as Moose struggles to get out of the barbed wire, Crete gets a lighter and the chair flames up and Crete SLAMS the chair into Moose’s face! Moose goes limp on the wire and blood drips off his face and pools on the floor. The chair quickly goes out and Crete tosses it aside and limps back to the ring. Crete pulls a limp Moose out of the wire and he falls to the mat. The referee starts the ten count, but Moose comes to, and gets to his feet at nine, snarls at Crete and the two meet in the center of the ring again and throw weak punches at one another, neither able to put much behind it anymore. Crete swings wildly and Moose ducks and plants him with a DDT, then tears the wire off of Crete’s arm and wraps it around his own arm and locks on the ji-endo! Moose digs the barbs into Crete’s neck and rakes at his face with the glass shards on his hand. Crete fights, but once again goes limp, apparently blacking out. Moose releases the hold and gets to his feet and slumps in the corner and watches the referee make the ten count. Moose smirks to himself but Crete somehow gets to his feet at nine, turns to Moose and snarls at him and flips Moose off. Crete falls back to the mat and rolls out of the ring and grabs a table and sets it up in the wreckage. Moose comes out of the corner and dives between the ropes and sends Crete sprawling in the wreckage. Both men are slow to get to their feet, Moose swings wildly and this time Crete ducks and plants Moose on the cement with a dragon suplex! Crete rolls Moose onto the table, then rummages a bit more and slides a ladder into the ring and sets it up. Crete kicks at one of the cage walls and frees up some barbed wire and wraps it around his bloody arm again. Crete climbs the ladder slowly, still unable to put a lot of weight on his leg. Crete gets to the very top of the ladder and pauses for a moment, then leaps DRIVING A BARBED WIRE WRAPPED ELBOW STRAIGHT INTO MOOSE’S HEART SENDING HIM CRASHING THROUGH THE TABLE AND INTO THE WRECKAGE OF THE CAGE SIDE BENEATH THE TABLE!! Both men are out of it and the crowd goes nearly silent for a moment, then EXPLODES into a HOLY SHIT chant. Crete gets up first and pulls a groggy Moose to his feet, but Moose is not quite done yet, he stuns Crete with a heart punch and both men fall to the floor again. Moose crawls to the ring and reaches underneath and pulls out a board that appears to have fluorescent lights and C4 attached to it and slides it under the bottom rope. Moose grabs Crete by the hair and drags him to the apron and uses the last remaining strength he has to roll Crete into the ring. Moose sets Crete up for a pile driver that would send Crete face first into the glass and C4, but Crete blocks it, then with what HAS to be his last bit of strength, lifts Moose and PLANTS him with an Alabama Slam on the board! The glass shatters and the C4 goes off and Moose’s eyes roll into the back of his head and he rolls off the board onto the mat. Crete falls to the mat, clearly exhausted and the referee starts a ten count on both men. Crete gets up at seven, and Moose is starting to push himself off the mat, barely. Crete snarls and runs over and kicks Moose in the mouth, pulls him up and hits a running power bomb onto the side of the cage that collapses another side of the cage and sends Moose to the floor, Moose lands with a sickening thud and Crete falls back into a corner, unable to stand on his own, held up only by the ropes. The referee starts the ten count, and this time Moose cannot answer. The referee calls for the bell, and Crete falls to his knees on the mat, blood flowing off of his head. WINNER in 29:12 – Concrete TG After not moving for several minutes, the referee helps Crete to his feet and Crete calls for a mic. Crete steadies himself and stands upright, still wobbly. The crowd is as loud as any wrestling crowd that you have ever heard. On the outside, Moose has pulled himself over to the guardrail and is lying there slumped against the steel, eyes barely open, obviously fighting to stay conscious. After a few more minutes to compose himself, Crete begins to speak, still breathing hard from the battle that just raged: My friends, this is a day that I thought would never come. Today I stand before you, bloodied and spent, my greatest foe bleeding at my feet, perhaps even unaware of my words. Tonight, after three years of amazing adventures in the OOWF, I have received a higher calling. While I am not leaving wrestling outright, tonight was the last night that I, "Concrete" Takaken Gryfon, will be working with the OOWF. Ever? Of course not, for nothing is truly forever, and that includes my battles here. It's only fitting that I finish my tenure here, locking horns with Moosehead Jack one last time. And here, once more, I have completed my mission. Now, I have been asked to face greater evils Up North.
(the PLEASE DON'T GO! chants start. CTG motions for silence but it takes a moment.)
As many of you may know, this past summer I, along with almost two dozen other OOWF members, were invited to see what those people Up North could offer. Vince McMahon himself even offered contracts to some of the OOWF that night, and in all cases were turned down. Regardless of those warriors that fell during our Wrestling intervention fondly recalled as "Battleground", It seems that Vince realized he missed out on a dozen or more other opportunities, and if not him, many of those who worked with him have come through here asking me to come help. Names such as Rey Mysterio, Tommy Dreamer, even Chris Jericho has come here to see if I would be interested in fighting the greater evils that their illustrious company has fostered. In this, my message of Justice will continue to be spread, and in this case across the globe to those who may not hear my message within the humble confines of the OOWF ring.
(again, the PLEASE DON'T GO! chants. CTG wipes one eye, perhaps to clear it of blood, sweat or tears.)
While I step away from these familiar confines, I appeal to those who have joined us in recent months. You saw what I did to Moosehead Jack this evening.. I conquered him in a match of his choosing, perhaps what some would consider his Signature match. Have I indeed slain the monster whose shadow looms over the OOWF? Look at him now; he is nothing but a man, a mere human being with a heart and soul tainted by darkness and washed in the blood of those who fear his legend. Do not fear him, for he is no monster. Peel away the crusted layers, cut back all the calluses, chip away at the hardened facade and you will find a man who has no power when you look him in the eye and show no fear.
Will I ever return? If this company ever needs me, I am never too far away. You have my promise that if this company needs me, I will return. I don't know when, or how, but this goodbye is merely one that says "Our road splits here, but we will cross paths again." (CTG bows low to the fans, as there is not a dry eye in the house and walks out of the ring and up the ramp on his own power, slapping hands with the fans as he goes. Crete gets to the top of the ramp and turns and looks back at the crowd and you can almost see his lower lip tremble a bit as he steps behind the curtain) <We cut to the back where we see the BFF walking and talking in hushed tones. They pause in front of GM the Rick’s door and pin something to the door and continue on down the hall. The camera slowly pans around and we see what they left:> <the OOWF cameras catch up to them again as they throw their bags in the trunk of a rental, pause and take one last look back at the OOWF arena, then get in their car, start it up AND IT EXPLODES……no, just kidding, they start to pull away when ANOTHER CAR COMES SPEEDING THROUGH THE PARKING LOT AND T-BONES THEM!!! Unfortunately the other car was a Geo Metro, so no real damage was done. Harris and Alt climb out of the car and are immediately jumped by two masked men that get out of the Metro! The BFF put up a fight, but they are quickly overwhelmed when the masked men pull out lead pipes and beat them to the ground. One masked man grabs Harris while the other climbs on the hood of the car, SPIKE PILEDRIVER!!! Alt gets the same and then the masked men disappear for a moment, then come back with two bottles of something. They dump what appears to be……..chocolate milk? All over the Best Friends Forever, then smash the empty bottles into Harris and Alt’s faces leaving them lying in a puddle of chocolate milk and blood. The masked men walk away without ever saying a word. DAVIN MORELAND vs. FIREWOMAN – OOWF Onslaught Championship I Quit MatchIn an unusual twist, the champion Davin Moreland is out to the ring first. He waits in the corner with a bit of an amused look on his face. Firewoman’s music hits and she is announced, but she does not show up. The announcer looks a bit confused and makes the announcement a second time. Just when it looks like she is not going to show, Firewoman emerges from the back, clearly showing the effects of her first match of the evening. Firewoman makes her way to the ring and climbs between the ropes. Before the referee can call for the bell Moreland calls for a mic and heads to the middle of the ring. DM: What are you doing? Seriously, what are you doing? There is no way you could beat me if you were one hundred percent, what makes you think you can hang with the greatest Onslaught Champion ever after you have been through a cage match. Beside, you are a woman, you cannot possibly…….Without a bit of warning Firewoman pops Moreland in the mouth, splitting his lip. Moreland at first looks amused at the shot, then gets pissed off when Firewoman just glares at him. The bell rings and Moreland charges, but Firewoman sidesteps and takes him to the mat with a drop toe hold, and hammers the back of his head with forearms. Then stands up and nails Moreland in the back of the head with a drop kick. Firewoman gets to her feet and lets Moreland get to one knee, then charges across the ring and nails him with a knee to the temple that sends Moreland through the ropes to the floor. Firewoman leaves the ring and pulls Moreland up and slams him face first into the Azerbaijani Announce Table, then spins him around and knees him in the gut doubling him over in pain. Firewoman grabs a piece of the wood that was left over from the Moose-Crete match and slams it down across the back of Moreland’s head. Moreland staggers away trying to regain his composure, a bit surprised that Firewoman is taking the fight to him this much. Moreland turns around and Firewoman nails him with a spinning heel kick that sends him into the crowd. Firewoman hops the barricade and follows Moreland through the crowd up to the top of the stage. Firewoman grabs a chair and throws it at Moreland’s head, it hits and ricochets with a sickening thud. Fire pulls Moreland onto a table and sets him up for a pile driver, but Moreland slips out of it and lifts Firewoman on his shoulders and nails a SNOWPLOW through the table to the floor! Firewoman appears to be out, and Moreland takes a moment to compose himself, then pulls Firewoman out of the wreckage and tosses her over his shoulder and starts toward the ring, but Fire slithers down his back and nails a low blow, doubling Moreland over in pain. She spins him around and plants him on the floor with a DDT, then grabs a leg and pulls him to the top of the ramp. Firewoman drags Moreland to the top of the ramp and locks him in the cattle mutilation! She is screaming for Moreland to give up, and there is a referee in place, but Davin refuses to give up. Finally after several minutes of torture, Firewoman breaks the hold and climbs up the scaffolding and waits for Moreland to get to his feet. When he does, she leaps and tries a hurracarana but Moreland catches her and reverses it into a power bomb on the top of the stage. Forewoman grabs her back in agony, Moreland sees this and immediately grabs her legs and turns Fire over in a Boston crab! Fire cannot escape, but she refuses to quit too. She slowly claws her way to the edge of the stage and pulls her and Davin both OVER THE SIDE! Moreland lands awkwardly on the back of his neck and Fire falls flat on her back. Both remain down for a long time, Davin is up first, but he is obviously in a lot of pain. He grabs Fire and pulls her to her feet and runs her back first into the stage. Fire falls to her knees grabbing her back once again. Moreland grabs Fire by the head and slams her face first into his knee, sending Fire to the floor. Moreland gets in some well placed kicks to her lower back, the lets her get to her feet and spears her into the wall again. Fire falls to the floor gasping for breath. Moreland stands over her and says something about being a girl, and Fire snaps. She gets to her feet and hammers Moreland in the face, then hits a spinning round house kick that catches him in the midsection and doubles him over in pain. Fire grabs Moreland and hits a Rude Awakening neck breaker, complete with hip swivel. Moreland is now the one rolling on the floor in pain. Fire locks on a standing octopus, twisting Moreland’s neck awkwardly and screaming for him to submit. Moreland refuses to give up, so Fire breaks the hold, pulls Moreland up and hits a VERTEBREAKER on the floor! The crowd pops with a HOLY SHIT chant, but the move and lifting Moreland took its toll on Fire as well and she falls to the floor in pain. Fire tries to lock on the cattle mutilation again, but Moreland fights out of it and gets to his feet. When Fire stands up, Moreland nails a REALLY GOOD DIAMOND CUTTER out of nowhere! He struggles to get to his feet, and winces in pain when he turns his head. He is able to pull Fire to her feet and lifts her into a TORTURE RACK!! The pain has got to be excruciating and Firewoman howls in pain. Finally she realizes she is risking her career for one match and finally has to say she quits. WINNER in 15:59 and STILL OOWF Onslaught Champion – Davin Moreland After the match Moreland drops Fire and falls to his knees and grabs his neck in pain. Phantos and Lucios come out and help him to his feet. Rabbxt is also out and helps his partner to her feet, she can barely stand completely upright. Fire and Moreland lock eyes for a moment and give a little nod to the other, then are escorted to the back by their respective partners. LOS DEFENESTRATORS vs. DEFENESTRATORS – OOWF World Tag Team Title MatchThe Defenestrators come to the ring alone and completely focused on the match at hand. Los Defenestrators are announced next, and they come out to the top of the ramp flanked by the rest of LOADED. They all make their way down the ramp and climb into the ring with Los Defensetrators as Los Def go nose to nose with the champions. Defenestrators and Los Def talk trash for a moment, then the Defenestrators take a step back and smile. Los Def look at each other clearly confused, then turn around to look at LOADED and Ryan, MacCappington, Firechild and Viper all have steel chairs. Before they can move, MacCappington PASTES Ecosistema with a chair shot right between the eyes. El Voltaje turns to look and he catches a shot right between the eyes from Ryan Hardcore! Hardcore pulls Voltaje to his feet and Donovan Viper pastes him in the face with another chair shot. MacCappington pulls Ecosistema up and orders Firechild to give him a shot, so he does and sends Ecosistema back to the floor. Hardcore picks Voltaje up once again and he and Viper NAIL him with a con-chair-to! The whole time Defenestrators stand back and watch, clearly amused. Ecosistema gets his own con-chair-to and Los Def appear to be beaten near unconsciousness. Donovan Viper plants both men with sidewinders, then has them stood up again to get Death Elbows. MacCappington orders Firechild to hit Firedrivers on both men, and he obliges him. Hardcore leaves the ring and rummages under the ring and pulls out two windows. Uh oh. MacCappington pulls them both to their feet and sends both men through the window, shattering the glass. Blood soaks through their masks as they lie on the floor motionless. LOADED waits on the outside as Firechild reluctantly rolls both men into the ring. The referee is essentially helpless at this point. Since the bell never rang, the match was not official and there couldn’t be a disqualification. Finally the bell rings and Voltage grabs El Voltaje and hauls him up SPIKE PILEDRIVER!!!! Ecosistema gets the same treatment, both men’s necks may well be broken. Voltage and Ecosystem make the cover, and the referee makes a fast three count, then gets to his feet, hands the Defenestrators the titles and makes the dreaded X sign, then ushers them out of the ring. WINNERS in 1:15 and NEW OOWF World Tag Team Champions – The Defenestrators Medical officials rush to the ring and get Ecosistema and El Voltaje on back boards and get them out of the ring on a stretcher as fast as they can. As the men pass by LOADED, who remain at ringside, they all point and laugh, except for Firechild who remains in the background, clearly disturbed by what just happened. The Defenestrators hold their titles high in the air as the boos rain down on them. The group slowly makes their way to the back, clearly quite pleased with what they have just done. DONOVAN VIPER vs. THE KNIFE – OOWF Intercontinental Title MatchKnife comes to the ring, walking slowly and solemnly to the ring. He climbs between the ropes and kneels in the corner deep in prayer or meditation, whatever it is he does. The OOWF Intercontinental champion Donovan Viper is announced next and he comes to the top of the ramp with the rest of LOADED, and after what they did earlier, they receive a rousing chorus of boos. As is usually the case, the rest of LOADED remains behind and Viper heads to the ring on his own. Viper climbs between the ropes and hands the title to the referee, the bell rings and this one is underway. As soon as the bell rings, Knife gets to his feet and charges out of the corner and instead of locking up with Viper he just begins hammering him with rights and lefts backing Viper into the corner. Donovan Viper ducks between the ropes to force the break and get Knife off of him. The referee backs Knife back to the center of the ring and Viper slowly gets back into the ring keeping an eye on Knife the whole time. Knife returns the stare, but he has an almost expressionless look on his face. Viper comes back to the center of the ring and the two lock up. Knife pushes Viper back to the corner again and this time unleashes a barrage of chops. This time Viper bails outside the ring, but Knife follows him, grabs Viper and spins him around and scoops him up and slams him on the floor. Knife grabs a chair and waits for Viper to get to his feet, then swings wildly. Viper moves at the last second and the chair warps around the ring post. Viper slides into the ring and Knife follows right after him. This time Viper is ready and as Knife gets to his feet, Viper catches him in the mouth with a big boot. Viper pulls Knife to his knees, then nails him with a clothesline that bends him in half. Donovan Viper shows his mean side by arguing with the referee, and as Knife gets his bearing back, Viper non-chalantly kicks him in the mouth. Donovan Viper pulls Knife up and lifts him in a suplex, then falls forward, planting Knife on the mat. Donovan Viper hits the ropes and grabs Knife’s head and flips over Knife’s back snapping his head back. Knife rolls out of the ring to the floor grabbing his neck, Viper slithers out of the ring and goes after Knife, scooping him up and smacking the back of his head into the ring post, then dumps him on the floor. Donovan Viper rolls into the ring to break the count, then slips back outside the ring, he slowly pulls Knife to his feet, but Knife stuns Viper with a European uppercut that snaps his head back. Knife grabs Viper and whips him shoulder first into the ring steps. Now Knife rolls under the ropes and breaks the count. Knife pulls Viper off the floor and scoops him up and drops him shoulder first across his knee. Donovan Viper grabs his shoulder and walks half way around the ring, Knife slowly pursues him, and when Viper tries to shake the arm again, Knife grabs his arm and takes Viper to the floor with an arm breaker, then rocks back on the shoulder in a sort of Fujiwara arm bar. The two men are dangerously close to getting counted out, so Knife breaks the hold and rolls under the bottom rope. Knife leaves the ring again and lands a couple of stiff kicks to Viper’s shoulder, then pulls him up then rolls him under the bottom rope into the ring. Knife follows him into the ring, then drops to one knee in prayer. Donovan Viper gets to his feet, but still favors that shoulder. He turns and sees Knife kneeling in prayer and smirks and approaches Knife. Knife explodes out of his crouch and sweeps Viper’s feet from beneath him. Viper slams to the mat and Knife bounds off the ropes and drops a leaping knee across Viper’s chest, covers and gets a one count. Knife pulls Viper up and hits a snap corkscrew suplex, floats over and gets a two count. Knife pulls Viper to a sitting position and locks on a top arm bar pushing all his weight down on Viper’s shoulder. In addition to that, Knife buries several knees into Viper’s back to add insult to injury. Viper fights to his feet and escapes the hold by raking Knife’s eyes. Viper shakes his arm a few times and turns to face Knife and Knife NAILS him with the Hand Of God! Viper staggers and falls between the ropes to the floor, fortunately for him. Knife quickly leaves the ring and pulls Viper up and shoves him under the bottom rope, Knife climbs in and covers, but Viper manages to kick out at two. Knife uncharacteristically climbs to the top rope, but Viper gets to his feet and shakes the ropes crotching Knife on the top rope. Viper grabs Knife and hits a muscle buster, and covers, but Knife gets his foot on the bottom rope just before the three count. Donovan Viper yells at the referee, then pulls Knife up and whips him to the ropes, and lowers his head for a back drop, but Knife leaps over him, then stops. When Viper stands up, Knife grabs him in a chickewing! Viper screams and struggles to keep Knife from pulling him to the mat. Viper is mere inches from the ropes when Knife falls backward pulling Viper into his grip. Viper howls in pain but will not submit his title away. Viper struggles and somehow manages to roll backward, he screams in pain as he may very well have dislocated his own shoulder, but this puts all of Viper’s weight on Knife’s shoulders, Knife doesn’t seem to notice, intent on making Viper submit, and the referee counts, one, two three! WINNER in 15:55 and STILL OOWF Intercontinental Champion – Donovan Viper The referee raises Viper’s arm in victory, the wrong one, sending Viper to his knees in pain. Viper glares at the ref, then grabs his title and rolls under the bottom rope and heads up the ramp, his arm hanging limply at his side. STANK vs. CANADIAN DRAGON – OOWF World Heavyweight Title MatchWe come to the main event of the evening. Canadian Dragon gets his shot at the world heavyweight title that he earned at the November pay per view. Canadian Dragon comes to the ring and springs over the top rope and runs the ropes. OOWF World Heavyweight Champion Stank is announced and the big man makes his way to the ring, focused as always. Stank climbs between the ropes and hands the ref the belt, and this one is underway. The two slowly circle and lock up, Stank forces Canadian Dragon to on knee, Dragon fights back up and catches Stank in the side of the knee with several stiff kicks. Dragon gets some separation and hammers away at Stank’s knee and hamstring with kicks. Dragon heads to the ropes and takes Stank to the mat with a chop block, covers, but can’t even get a one count. CD grabs Stank’s leg and tries to keep him grounded, dropping several elbows down across his knee, then staying on the mat and bending Stank’s leg back and twisting it. Stank reaches up and grabs hold of Dragon’s head and pulls him back and locks him into something like a dragon sleeper. CD frees himself by twisting Stank’s leg a little more. Dragon gets to his feet and applies several spinning toe holds, each time wrenching that knee a little more. Dragon locks Stank into a figure four and tries for the submission. Stank grunts in pain but will not quit. Instead he uses his massive weight advantage to roll over and put the pressure on Canadian Dragon’s legs. CD breaks the hold and gets to his feet. Stank is up as well, CD keeps hammering away at that leg, backing Stank into a corner. CD gets a running start and tries a leaping clothesline, but Stank swats him out of the air and slams him to the mat. CD pops back to his feet and runs back into the corner, but Stank sidesteps and traps CD in the corner now. He measures Canadian Dragon and just decimates him with massive forearms to the side of the head. Canadian Dragon is on wobbly legs and Stank whips him across the ring and charges across and pancakes Dragon in the corner with a big clothesline. Stank takes a few steps back and lets CD come out of the corner, he grabs him and hauls him onto his shoulders and falls backward to the mat with a Samoan drop. You can hear all the air rush out of Dragon’s lungs as he rolls under the bottom rope to the floor. Stank remains in the ring and flexes his knee, trying to work out the kinks there. CD pulls himself to the apron and Stank grabs him and lifts him for a belly to back suplex back into the ring, but Canadian Dragon hammers Stank in the face sending both men to the mat, Canadian Dragon on top, he grabs the leg and gets a two count before Stank rolls his shoulder. Canadian Dragon pulls Stank to his feet and rocks him with a couple of Canadian uppercuts, then sends him to the ropes and connects with a nice drop kick to the mouth. Stank falls to one knee and as he gets up, Dragon bounds off the ropes and takes him to the mat with a spinning neck breaker. Dragon springboards off the bottom rope and lands a lionsault, covers and gets a two count. Dragon flips Stank over on the mat and locks on an Indian death lock trying once again for the submission, but Stank refuses to give up and crawls to the ropes and forces the break. Both men get to their feet and Dragon charges, but Stank catches him with a black hole slam! Dragon’s foot nails the referee and sends him sprawling. Stank rolls under the bottom rope and walks around a bit once again trying to get his knee right. Inside the ring, Dragon sees the referee down and gets a running start and dives at Stank on the outside, but Capellan jumps the rail with a chair and SMASHES it right in Canadian Dragon’s face as he is in mid-air! Capellan stands there for a moment staring down at Dragon, who lies twitching on the floor. Cap tosses the chair aside and looks at Stank and nods. Stank has a mix of confusion and irritation on his face. Capellan hops the rail again and Stank peels Dragon off the floor and rolls him into the ring. As Stank climbs on the apron LD Williams flies down to ringside, grabs the chair again and SLAMS it into Stank’s ribs. The big man slumps to the apron and Capellan jumps the barricade again and pulls Williams off the apron and the two of them brawl around the ring. Stank gets back into the ring and slumps in the corner grabbing his ribs. Canadian Dragon gets to his feet and a dark red spot stains his mask from the chair shot. Dragon staggers a bit and seems to be having some trouble getting his bearings, he could well have suffered a concussion. Stank pulls himself up in the corner and staggers out to meet Dragon, they exchange a few weak shots, and Dragon rakes the eyes, then hits the ropes and charges at Stank, Stank catches him with a huge body block that sends CD to the mat. Undaunted Canadian Dragon gets right back to his feet and hits a running enzuguri that really staggers Stank, then climbs to the top rope and tries a cross body block, but Stank catches him. Stank tries to heft Dragon onto his shoulders for the Stank-U, but his knee buckles and both men fall to the mat. Stank crashes down on Dragon, knocking all the wind out of him and possibly breaking Dragon’s ribs. Stank has the presence of mind to hook the leg, and the referee has recovered enough to crawl over and make the three count. WINNER in 20:10 and STILL OOWF World Heavyweight Champion – Stank Thanks for coming out and watching LIVE OOWF action be sure to check out the OOWF Dance of Death IV Pay Per View! Live January 27th From Hell, Michigan! And don’t forget to catch next week’s OOWF Mid-Week Mayhem, Live! January 2nd from La Paz, Mexico!
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