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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 11:50:22 GMT -5
*Davin Moreland walks quickly into the Destroyitarium, and makes a beeline for Stank*
S: *looks all out of sorts* D-Davin?
DM: Don't talk. I'm real. You need these.
*He opens a backpack he was carrying, pulls out a bunch of pills, a copy of "The History of Time Travel", a CD of "Tears For Fears Greatest Hits", an 8X10 autographed picture of Jena Malone, a 1988 Washington Redskins/NY Giants MNF VHS tape, and a calendar of the next 26 days.*
DM: Also, call Bunny, Frank.
S: Frank?
DM: Yes. Frank. And don't hit him in the eye with anything. You'll feel bad later.
S: Frank.
DM: Yup.
S: They made me do it.
DM: Deus Ex Machina - I have to go. All these things will help you. Good luck, Champ.
*Davin leaves as Stank stares at the items on the table*
*fade*
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 11:51:31 GMT -5
[Johnny Adrenaline is seen in a hotel room practicing his putting when Attitude Adjuster walks in, looking like something the cat drug in.]
JA: The hell's wrong with you?
AA: OH! Apparently you've been on the golf course all day long, huh?
JA: Yeah... and?
AA: AND?? This was worse than Tebow tanking in the Citrus Bowl! Get this shit, Johnny. Duke lost, Tennessee lost, Kentucky AND Mississippi State lost...
JA: Georgia won BOTH games? Wow.
AA: Yeah, they did. The change of venue screwed up everything.
JA: Meh... it's one day, Tude. Speaking of changing venues, didn't take long for Senor Bennett to flex his muscles and run that shitbag Scaia out of town. This could go down in aborted angle history along with "Who Drove the Hummer?" and "Who Raised the Briefcase?"
AA: Bossman raised the briefcase.
JA: They never said that.
AA: Yeah, but it was implied. Oh, and Sting drove the Hummer.
JA: Two months after the fact, sure. Hell, it probably turned on him twice during that delay.
AA: Good point.
JA: Either way, though, we're still the REAL OOWF Tag Team Champions, as well as the greatest PHWF Tag Team Champions of all time, so any way you slice it, we're the cream of the damn crop, and come Wednesday night, we'll prove it to the world once again.
AA: yeah, if we're slumming it with the wannabes, we might as well put them in their place. I'm gonna go sleep this one off. Besides, the brackets are announced tomorrow and I'l get some REAL gambling going on!
JA: Oh yeah, can't pass up that 37 point spread on Memphis and UMBC.
AA: That's God damned right!
[AA walks into the bathroom, Johnny lines up another putt, and we fade out.]
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 11:51:55 GMT -5
**Bunny hears a knock at his door and answers it.**
Dead: Bunny.
Bunny: Yo, Dead. I was just about to come see you.
Dead: Oh, really?
Bunny: Nope.
Dead: ...
Bunny: ...
Dead: Have you had time to think about my offer?
Bunny: I believe I have.
Dead: So...?
Bunny: I've given it a lot of thought.
Dead: Your decision...?
Bunny: I think Ricky really wants me on his side. He realizes the benefits.
Dead: Oh...
Bunny: But, I also think that Bennett and his crew had the balls to come see me personally to recruit me. Even this time, you came here to get my final decision.
Dead: That's true. You had to walk in on Rick multiple times to get him to even notice you.
Bunny: Exactly. Now, I've been thinking about this for a while.
Dead: Have you made a final decision?
Bunny: Could you come back a little later?
Dead: Yes, I can.
Bunny: Just seeing if you would. You don't have to. I'm in.
Dead: You're with Bennett?
Bunny: That's right.
Dead: Awesome! You won't regret this, man.
Bunny: I don't expect to regret it. I think I've made the right choice.
Dead: No doubt about it.
Bunny: I guess I'll be seeing you later.
Dead: I guess so.
Bunny: Peace.
**Bunny shuts the door and Dead walks away to tell the rest of his crew about their new member.**
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 11:53:34 GMT -5
**Bunny closes the door as Dead walks away. Bunny is alone in his locker room. Bunny takes out his cell phone and dials a number.**
Bunny: Ayo, Davin... Yea, man. I told him what's up... That's right. He should be just about there... Nah, he ain't suspecting a thing... Yea, dog. Go for it.
**We hear a CRASH BOOM SLAM WACK HIT BLOOD HURT PAIN noise through the phone.**
Bunny: Rad... Yea, dude. I'm totally with you... Never. Them Bennett boys ain't shit. Make sure Ricky knows it was planned out. I don't want him thinking I'm against him again... I got it, man... Alright, peace.
**Bunny hangs up the phone.**
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 11:53:55 GMT -5
The Lovely and Talented Miss Dorothy Mantooth is pacing around the IHOP lockerroom. She looks back toward the makeshift trauma center and sees SYB and Skurge still tending to their wounds at hands of Seamus and Wrath last week.
DM: You boys ok back there?
SYB: Yes sweetie, thanks for asking aboot us.
Skurge: Thanks sugartits!
SYB looks over at Skurge with disgust and just shakes his head.
SYB: Boy, that was a tough beating we took last week, eh?
Skurge: No kidding. Mianus hadn't seen that kind of action since Fleet Week '03.
SYB: What are you talking aboot?
Skurge: Aboot? The fuck ya talkin' about?
SYB: Aboot. Doon. Colour. Humour. Flavour. Bacon. Beer. Eh. I am Canadian, after all.
Skurge: Yeah, whatever. I just hope Semen and Demon know we're getting revenge. And if those other jackasses want to start some shit, I'm ready for them too.
SYB: The Heels are legendary though.... and the Midnight Sons... well they're uhhh.... the Heels are legendary though. Especially here in... in... where are we, eh?
Skurge: THIS IS... SPARTAAAAA!
SYB: Yeah... just keep your wits aboot you. Something doesn't seem right aboot any of this.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 11:56:59 GMT -5
Meanwhile, back at the Sparta, New Jersey Humane Society...
RSFJ14: *hands D.H. Magnusson a twenty dollar bill.
DHM: Hey, thanks Shannon. Spin an' me, we were just yankin' ya about the donation...But it'll help these guys. So you got anything you want on the autograph?
RSFJ14: The what?
DHM: The autograph. You get an picture of the Midnight Sons, autographed by Spin an' me. Well by me at least. Spin had to run.
RSFJ14: Run? Where?
DHM: Back to the arena. Jack called an' said somethin' about Stank flippin' out. Spin took off to see if he could help, and I guess to keep Viper outta sight.
RSFJ14: Well, Stank's had a lot of issues with Viper in the past, but I don't see...
DHM: Nah. He ain't worried about Viper jumpin' him...he just said that Stank shouldn't be near anyone named Donnie for some reason. I dunno, I figure he knows what he's talkin' about. Now, the autograph?
RSFJ14: Oh no, you don't have to...
DHM: Deal's a deal, Shannon. You made your donation, you gotta take the autograph. Then we can talk about what you wanna talk about.
RSFJ14: ...Okay. Could you make it out to Amiee?
DHM: Sure thing.
DHM quickly scribbles out "To Shannon, D.H. Magnusson" on a Midnight Sons 8 x 10
RSFJ14: Um, thanks...Now, about the Midnight Sons' decision to stay neutral the war between GM TheRick and L.J. Bennett...
DHM: We didn't stay neutral - we picked a side.
RSFJ14: But last week at Mayhem you said...
DHM: I know what we said. We picked a side. We chose the most important side. Y'see it's like this, Shannon: Rick an' Bennett are bendin' themselves into all kinds of shapes, tryin' to make sure they have everyone sewn up all nice an' neat...They been makin' all the boys all kinds of deals, all kinds of promises - But they're actin' like they don't give a damn about the most important people in OOWF. The fans. You think I'd be here without the fans? You think Spin would? What about Stank, Capellan, Viper, or Moose?
DHM: The fans are why we're here. The people that give a damn about what happens in our little 16 by 16 corner of the world. The people that are out there everyday workin' an' bustin' their humps for bosses that don't give a damn about them to feed and shelter their families, and once in a while take a little time to turn on our show, or maybe maybe buy a PPV, or get a ticket and come and see us, hopin' to escape those bosses and problems for a coupla hours. I heard everyone's pitches: Bennett gave me a pretty one, and Rick gave me an honest one -
RSFJ14: And Alexis Darling?
DHM: ...She gave me a...well, she gave me a pretty damned persuasive one, t'be honest. But Sittin' there with Rick, and then with Bennett -
RSFJ14: And Alexis Darling?
DHM: ...Yeah, with her too - I didn't hear one damned word about the fans. About the people that put us here. The people that make us come back day after day, night after night, week in and week out year after year after year. That kinda pissed me off.
RSFJ14: And Spin?
DHM: Shannon, Spin don't need a reason t'be pissed off.
RSFJ14: And you matchup at this weeks Mayhem? A four team contenders match, just one week after you picked up a count-out win of the tag team champions?
DHM: Count-outs don't mean a thing, Shannon. The only reason that match ended th' way it did was because of the Heels stickin' their washed-up noses into our business.
RSFJ14: Well, you'll be facing them at Mayhem, along with B.A.D. and IHOP...
DHM: Who?
RSFJ14: IHOP. Skurge and SYB.
DHM: No, I know them...Who is B-80? I thought Seamus an' Wrath were in this thing.
RSFJ14: They are. That's their new name. B.A.D. Bad Ass Drinkers.
DHM: Huh. Well it don't matter. Whatever Seamus and Wrath wanna call themselves, they're a pair of tough guys. IHOP? Well there's a tough guy there, too. We ain't takin' either team lightly...But we're lookin' real hard at th' Heels.
DHM: Boys, they called you Chickenshit for a reason. The Midnight Sons, we ain't no comedy troop. You stick your faces in our business, we're gonna rip 'em off and feed 'em to ya. First warnin', last warnin'. Me an' Spin, we don't think you got the guts t'tough it out around here. But just in case you start thinkin' you can, lemme show ya somethin'. There ain't no halflings here no more. No biscuits. No international collection of Defenestrators. Th' scene has changed around here, boys. You might not wanna get involved.
DHM: You got your soundbyte Shannon, now get out. I got work to do...And you're holdin' up the line.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 11:57:18 GMT -5
[The Dead gets up, still woozy from the attack. He spots a cameraman and motions for him to come over.]
Dead; You see, to all you people sitting on the fence, this is what the "good guys" do. They claim to want a "fair playing field", but resort to unfounded attacks when they don't get their way. They are nothing but spineless cowards. So, if you still haven't picked a side, remember what happened here today. If you want to take the coward's way out, join Rick and Davin. They have plenty of openings for cowards.
[The Dead walks away.}
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 11:57:41 GMT -5
(Camera walks through a bar to the fridge) You see Damon Wrath in the basement the bar lifting KEGS...one in each hand. Bar owner: are you sure you will be ok in here. Damon Wrath  Still lifting) yeah I'm fine Bar owner-and your sure all the beer you can drink is all the pay you want for tonight. DW: HELL YEAH Damon taps both kegs.....laughs ......only problem with this work out is that the weights keep getting lighter. (Slams a pitcher of beer) Bar owner leaved the basement About 20 minutes later owner comes to the basement. (Damon still lifting........tosses one empty keg aside) Bar owner: we need help up here group of football players from A&M are threatening one mf y bartenders. Damon goes upstairs and picks up the first guy in a football jersey he sees and f5's him through a table...Looks up and says who’s next. Big grin on his face....the football players head out carrying their buddy> DW: ok back to my beer. Voice over his shoulder: You’re next. Looks over and sees Bill Goldberg DW; Keep your seat Bill and I might let u keep your 66 cobra. BG: make u a deal you can get the keys from me you can have it. DW: Deal........Hold on let me get my beer first. Only thing I want to add to it is that you have to be able to hold my beer. (Goes to the basement pucks up a full keg) Damon throws the keg at Goldberg knocking him out.... Damon Grabs the keys from Bill .......looks over at the bar owner...says ok don’t think u will need me the rest of the night Bar owner a bit shaken........uhhh yeah your fine have a good night...... Damon bends down and swipes Bills shades. I like these too. Gets into the 66 cobra puts a keg in the passenger seat. OK now we need to find a party........ Drives off |
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 11:58:03 GMT -5
*Spin walks into the Destroyitarium, catches Outback Jack's eye, and slowly walks over to sit next to Stank. OBJ gets up and heads for the door, but he's intercepted by an SFJ*
SFJ: Outback Jack, can you tell us what's going on with Stank?
OBJ: No comment.
SFJ: That's it?
OBJ: Well, if you prefer...*slams beer, belches* that's Australian for no comment.
SFJ: Well, can you say something about your match this week.
OBJ: Right, who was it with again...oh, right, is it with that Nervous Agent guy?
SFJ: It's Nerves Agent. He's not Nervous.
OBJ: Well, he should be.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 11:58:23 GMT -5
Camera fades to catering – Seamus is sitting at a table eating lunch. Firewoman barges in and slams her hands down on the table and stares into the face of Seamus
Seamus: “Hello Fire, how they hanging?”
Fire: “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
Seamus: “Eating some kind of bad mystery meat and potatoes.”
Fire: “That’s not what I’m talking about and you know it.”
Seamus: “Well love, what are you talking about?”
Fire: “What the hell did you do to Alexis?”
Seamus: “Ahhhh, so there we have it, jealous are you?”
Fire: “Nooooooo, but she said you kissed her and sent her flowers….now she is having nightmares about you…”
Seamus: “True, true and how quaint.”
Fire: “What?”
Seamus: “True I did kiss her, and I think she kissed back, true I did send her flowers…now as for her dreaming about me…well who can blame her….beside what the fuck am I the dream weaver? Freddy Kruger?”
Fire: “She said….”
Seamus stands up so that Firewoman and him are face to face
Seamus: “She said, she said…what are you were you two doing your nails at a sleepover? You two bosom buddies? Remember what she is?...Everyone is worried about Zander but he is just her puppet, and now you’re his….what the hell happened to you? You jumped in with bunny, then DEA…did you forget who you are? What the fuck does it matter to you if I fucked around a little with Lexie…you need to figure out where you fit into that whole mess….”
Fire: “That’s my business…”
Seamus: “So it is, so you mind yours and I’ll mind mine”
Seamus kisses Firewoman on the nose and turns to walk away
Seamus: “I believe I’ve lost my appetite”
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 11:58:47 GMT -5
*Unknown Arena, Edison, NJ*
The arena is completely dark as we’re a few days away from this week’s Mayhem event, but tonight is a special house show and we’ve some of the future stars in this business compete with some legends on the business. We just witnessed a match between local ROH talent Tyler Black and former WWE superstar Shane Helms as he tries to recover from his neck surgery. It was a very good match that saw Black win with the small package driver. Now we’re waiting for our next match to get underway when, ”There Can Be Only One.” booms over the sound system.
It can’t be…can it???
Seconds later, a white strobe light starts bouncing around the arena and ”Prelude 12/21” hits. Everyone in this building is looking towards the entrance way to see what happens next and my god, he is here. And he’s not alone. Alexander Darling is here with his sister Alexis and Hayden Panettiere. The three step out onto the ramp and for the first time ever probably, the three are getting cheered. The Darlings look a little shocked by the reception and stand there for a moment, while Hayden soaks in the cheers. After the song finishes, ”Princes of the Universe” kicks in and the blue spotlight focuses on the members of The DEA as they make their way down to the ring.
Alexander holds the ropes open for the two women as they make their way into the ring. Alexis takes two microphones out of the briefcase and hands one off to Hayden and the other to her brother before taking her usual place sitting on the top of one of the turnbuckles while Alexander takes his place on another turnbuckle while Hayden leans against the ropes waiting for her cue. The crowd is still buzzing that OOWF superstar Alexander Darling has shown up here in Edison, NJ. Alexander actually has to motion for the crowd to lower their volume so he could talk.
Alexander Darling: Ya know, normally I’d come out here and mock you for cheering me when it’d be obvious I hate each and every one of ya, but I can’t do tonight and that’s because it feels damn good to be back home.
What is he talking about…Darling has always claimed Florida as his home state and has never referenced New Jersey beyond some rooting for the Devils and Giants. Let’s hear what else he has to say,
Alexander: That’s right ladies and gentleman; I am a Jersey boy, born and bred. And while I may not make it home a lot, it is home and it is the only place in the world that understands what it’s like to be looked down upon for nothing more than who their neighbors are. And that’s where I find myself right now in this war that is taking over the OOWF.
On one side, there’s Bennett’s Army being led by my friend and partner Eric O’Mac, but he’s surrounded himself with someone like Moosehead Jack and that’s a tough pill for me to swallow. On the other is Rick, who’s gone missing and has Davin motherfuckin’ Moreland leading his charge.
Boos as both sides are mentioned, but a ton more when Bennett and Moose were mentioned. Alexander looks over towards his sister as he continues,
Now you see the predicament I’ve been placed in. I either become a sell-out and side with Rick and Davin and become everything I hate about this business or I join up with Eric and Bennett and have to deal with someone like Moose on a daily basis. Whatever decision I make for the DEA is going to be influenced by one simple thing. Above and beyond all, the one thing I will look out for in this war are the people in this ring and Eric and Firewoman. At the end of the day, my obligation has been and will always be to me and my own, The DEA.
So, in the next week or two, I’ll be meeting with any and everyone in this company to solidify whatever position we wind up taking. Bennett, Rick, Wally, and MacCappington…anyone back there that has something to say. We’ll listen. We’ll negotiate. And we’ll find the best deal because as of this moment, The DEA are declaring themselves free agents in this war. Let the bidding begin.
Hayden, I believe you had some questions for me about some other stuff.
Hayden walks away from the corner where she was talking to Alexis and heads over towards Alexander.
Hayden Panettiere: Well Alex, it’s certainly good to see you in a better mood than you have been recently. But I wonder how long it can last when you remember that you are facing Donovan Viper once again. Especially after the events that transpired between the two of you at last week’s show.
Alexander: See, here’s the thing about Viper…I told him to ignore Moose last week. I told him to come to the ring, we’d have our match, I’d win, and that would be the end of it…but nope. He’s got to take advice from Jack and try and take me out of action. Guess what Viper…I’m still fucking standing here. If Moreland couldn’t take me out…if Moose and his goons couldn’t take me out, what makes you think you’ll do any better?
Hayden: But this is now quite a few weeks in a row where you’ve been left bloody and beaten at the end of the night, Alex. That can not be sitting well with you, can it?
Alexander: No it fucking doesn’t sit well with me Hayden.
Alex jumps off the turnbuckle and sort of scares Hayden before walking to the center of the ring and looking right at the hard camera.
I fucking warned ya Viper. I told ya that if you wanted to try and take me out…I’d be coming for you and your buddy MacCappington. Well, guess what Viper, you failed. This week I get you in the ring again and this time it’s no longer about going out there and just beating ya. I am going to hurt you. I am going to make you suffer. In fact, I’m going to make sure you never dare think of me as anything less than your superior. And when I’m done with you Donnie boy…your leader better make sure he loses the title cause if not, I’m coming for it and there ain’t a damn thing either one of you can do about it.
Hayden: Is there anything else you want to comment about Alex?
Alexander: Yea, there’s one more thing. Alexis, can you come over here for a second.
Alexis looks cautious as she joins her brother in the center of the ring,
There are people in the back who think they can use my sister against me. That they can threaten her, that they can play mind games with her and that I’ll just crack and crumble. Well, let me tell ya something Moose, Viper, Dead, Seamus…I don’t care who it is…mess with my family and what I did to Moosehead Jack will seem like a drop in the bucket. Seamus…what O’Neal did to you was just the start if you keep your shit up. And Viper, this week…you personally get to really find out what BOOYAH, Bitch! really means.
And for all my Jersey people…party tonight at the Borgata…all you can drink. We’re out.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 11:59:08 GMT -5
*Davin Moreland is walking toward GM the Rick's office when he's stopped by The Returning Curt "The Golden God" Schilling*
TRC'TGG'S: Davin, have a minute?
DM: Are you my interview plot device for this promo?
TRC'TGG'S: Yup
DM: Then I have a minute.
TRC'TGG'S:: Do you have any response The Dead earlier on?
DM: That's it?
TRC'TGG'S: Yup
DM: Alright then. My response is he's lost his mind, flipped his lid, fallen off his rocker. OOWF-TV clearly shows on the split-screen that while The Dead was on the phone with Bunny he fell into a broom closet with no provocation or outside influence. This is just a cheap attempt to try to sway people to one side or the other. It won't work; because the only people dumb enough to buy his line of crap would include...well, The Dead. It's a non-story, and everyone knows that except The Dead. He'd be better served to concentrate on his upcoming match. Heck, he might even win one if he paid attention.
TRC'TGG'S: And your match?
DM: Um, I've faced Hardcore and seen what Capellan can do. It should be a good one!
TRC'TGG'S: That's it?
DM: Yeah, pretty much. What do you want me to say? It's pretty much a meaningless match.
TRC'TGG'S: I suppose you're right.
DM: We done?
TRC'TGG'S: You bet.
DM: You should go see Moose.
*fade*
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 11:59:31 GMT -5
Lucios and Phantos {Wearing their Sprint PCS Championshiop Belts around their waists}have exited the RUn DLP Aquafina Locker Room and are heading SOMEWHERE!!!!
The turn a corner and see Johnny Adrenaline doing something inconsequential
Lucios approaches Adrenaline and pins the smaller man against a wall.
Lucios: We were looking for you, You Yellow-Bellied Coward. You. Us. Best Two of Three falls. Bring those old-worn out piece of crap belts if you must.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 11:59:53 GMT -5
Daman and Seamus meet up at the gym and start working out
Seamus: “How was the ride?”
Damon: “Wha….oh, yeah, fine, nice car.”
Seamus: “You shouldn’t mess with Bill he’s a little slow…he still walks around with an old WCW tape with the canned Goldberg chant.”
Damon: “Super-hype creates super-ego…what have you been up to?”
Seamus: “Nothing much”
Damon: “ah huh?”
Seamus: “Just fucking with Zander and the rest of the Scoobie gang.”
Damon: “Is that wise?”
Seamus: “Did anyone ever accuse me of being wise?...You know me, find a way to get to a persons weakness and then twist the hell out of it.”
Damon: “So Alexis is the weakness?”
Seamus: “hahahaha…nooooooo his ego is his weakness. His sister is his trophy. He doesn’t like people missing with his toys.”
Damon: “Where does Firewoman fit in?”
Seamus: “She’s been drinking the cool-aid, she was bought and sold for a new TV and some new pair of Nikes…now she’s just waiting for the comet”
Damon: “Damn…what a waste…”
Seamus: “I’ve known her for over seven years and I don’t get it….fuck it, her choice…”
Damon: “Yep, anyway our match this week…”
Seamus: “Yeah…I say we go to the ring and…..ahhhh……well……………………
Damon: “Kick ass”
Seamus: “Yeah…good game plan…”
Camera fades as we hear the sounds of clanking metal
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 12:00:24 GMT -5
*OBJ, empty beer glass in hand, is heading for the bar at the Destroyitarium when Metrosexual Male Journalist 3 intercepts him.*
MMJ: Outback Jack, what do you think about the Midnight Sons declaring that they are on the fans' side in this war?
OBJ: They made an excellent point. Someone has to watch out for the fans. Not only that, there are all those people who work hard to keep the OOWF running. The ticket sellers, the beer vendors, the ushers, the bartenders, the crew that sets up the ring, the beer vendors, the security guys, the beer vendors, the guys who deliver the beer... did I mention the beer vendors?
MMJ: Several times.
*OBJ glares at him.*
MMJ: Not that there's anything wrong with that. So you're saying that Drink and Destroy is concerned about all the stakeholders of the OOWF, not just the wrestlers and officials.
OBJ: I didn't know anybody was serving steaks at our events, but sure, we'd want them to get a fair deal, too. As long as they didn't get in the way of the beer vendors.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 12:00:44 GMT -5
(Gryfon's plane lands in Baton Rouge, LA, in the late morning before he has to drive to Lafayette for Monday Night Raw. He turns on his phone to discover "1 missed call, phone message" on the screen. He doesn't listen to the message - he just calls the number)
??: Hello?
CTG: This is Gryfon. You called?
Barros: Concrete! thanks for calling me back, it's kinda important....
CTG:Doesn't sound like everything's okay down there. I've already gotten a few phone calls....
Barros: it's only gettign worse down here.
CTG: Why isn't Glaw trying to rally the troops?
Barros: mainly because Mr. Bennett made Mel the senior referee... and Glaw's scared of losing his job.
CTG: That seems almost out of character for him... I would think he'd try to restore order at all costs.
Barros: With Bennett having most of the referees working directly for him, I don't think Glaw's worried about getting fired. He's more worried about getting blackballed.
CTG: are all the refs under Bennett?
Barros: I'm not. Hightower is, kinda... and Hale is still with Rick.
CTG: You and Hale need to talk to Glaw. Tell them I sent you. Rick is what the company needs, not Bennett. Glaw will be able to help you if can give him my vote of confidence.
Barros: Would you call him?
CTG: I'll try, but it's Monday.......
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 12:01:05 GMT -5
The CBS Evening News Katie Couric appears on screen, in news anchor position, with the OOWF logo and Run DLP in block letters underneath above her right shoulder.
CENKC: In the world of Professional Wrestling, Alliances and Friendships come and go almost weekly. In the OOWF, The group known as Run DLP have stayed together over six months now. Yet this Wednesday, that relationship faces it's greatest test, as Davin Moreland takes on Lucios, with third member Phantos as the special guest referee. We are joined now by both combatants live via satellite.
(Spilt screen. Davin on the left, Lucios on the right, Katie in the middle.)
CENKC: Davin, lets start with you. What are you expecting out of this match?
Davin: I expect a hard fought contest. Lucios and I are very similar. Tall. Strong. Intimidating. Maybe a little headstrong, but in our business, that's a positive thing.
CENKC: Lucios, Once this match is over, what do you think will happen to Run DLP?
Lucios: Run DLP will be just fine. Friends argue. friends disagree. Tommy did and said some things that I didn't like. I expressed that opinion. He disagreed. And now the whole thing has been blown out of proportion. Davin and I are going out there Wednesday and will put on a show for the fans.
Davin: Don't forget, this was all a setup by LJ Bennett. He saw our disagreement, and used his influence on the board to force us against each other. I'm not blind to this Bennett. You want to pit two of Rick's most talented supporters against each other and hope someone switches sides. We'll go out there. we'll wrestle. The fans will get a Match of the Year candidate. and then it's full steam ahead in ridding the OOWF of LJ Bennett.
CENKC: I'm afraid we are out of time. Good luck to both of you... and tell Phantos to call me sometime.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 12:01:26 GMT -5
Johnny walks into The Heels lockerroom after his confrontation with the OOWF tag team champions.
JA: You wouldn't believe what just happened to me.
AA: Let me guess. Lucios approached you, pinned you up against a wall, called you a Yellow-Bellied Coward, reasserted his desire for a two-out-of-three fall match, then called our World Tag Team titles "old-worn out piece of crap belts."
JA: You've been watching OOWF-TV?
AA: No, it's just that their schtick is getting pretty old. They really need our rub, don't they? You think if we just ignore them they'll go away?
JA: Probably not. It is pitiful, though, watching them fail to get over even while carrying belts. Looks like they're just going to Billy Gunn that push. Poor slobs.
AA: Well, not everyone can be as good as we are. Because The Heels Equal Ratings.
JA: A new twist on an old catchphrase. I like that.
AA: Thanks, Johnny. It doesn't take much to regain our title of the No. 1 Promo Team in the OOWF, but I work at it a little.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 12:01:52 GMT -5
Stank is sitting at the bar in the Destroyitarium. Sitting next to him is Moosehead Jack and next to Jack is LD Williams.
Stank - S- s- so you don't see them.
MHJ - I never thought I'd see the day when you've reached your drinking limit.
Stank - I'M NOT DRUNK MOOSE! I've barely sipped my beer!
MHJ - Then you're just losing it.
LDW - Your mind AND your title.
Stank - Fuck you Billy and you too, Moose... TELL ME you DON'T SEE those water thingies shooting out of their chests!!
KZ just laugh and turn back to their drinks. Stank shuts his eyes and buries his head in his hands. He looks up and sees another water tentacle from outside making its way into the Destroyitarium past the plate glass window, through the front door, and settling at the empty bar stool, the opposite side of Stank. The tentacle is followed shortly thereafter by a man who sits on the stool, orders a drink, then turns to the champ.
Man - Hi, I'm Richard Kelly.
Stank - I'm Lucas Mann.
RK - Nice to meet you.
Stank - Let me ask you something.
RK - Shoot.
Stank - You see anything weird in here?
RK - Like...?
Stank - ... Never mind.
RK - Listen, I'm a screenwriter and movie director.
Stank - Ok.
RK - A friend of mine has convinced me that my next project should be a movie based on the OOWF.
Stank - Really?
RK - Yes.
Stank - That's nice. You done anything I might have seen?
RK - My most popular work is Donnie Darko.
Stank - Donnie Darko? Sounds like the name of one of the workers in our job squad.
RK - Well the movie was something of a cult hit.
Stank - Really... what was it about?
RK - ... ... I'm not sure really. I just threw some shit together and it worked.
Stank - Ah.
RK - Anyway... this friend of mine, you might know him... Dwayne Johnson?
Stank - The Rock? You know The Rock?
RK - Yeah, he was in my last movie released, which I wrote and directed... Southland Tales?
Stank - Southland Tales... Southland Tales... not ringing a bell... what was that about?
RK - ... I don't really know, actually... I just threw some shit together, but it didn't work as well as last time.
Stank - You sound like the perfect guy to direct a movie about the OOWF. Who were you thinking of to get to play me... and don't you DARE say Mark Henry.
RK - Actually, Dwayne wants to play you.
Stank - No shit? That's kinda cool, but I was thinking of a bigger guy, you know like Michael Clark Duncan or... Ving Rhames.
RK - Well Dwayne is a fan of yours... and the OOWF in general, despite the little dust up he had with some of your guys recently.
Stank - That's awesome. I'm a fan of his too. I even liked that little Disney flick he did... though I'm not sure he should be Vin Dieseling his way up the Hollywood ladder. Hmm speaking of Vin Diesel...
RK - No, we're trying to get him to play Moosehead Jack.
Stank - HA! WHAT?!?
Stank jokingly elbows Moosehead Jack.
MHJ - I already know... It was Bennett's idea.
LDW - Who will play me?
Stank - It HAS to be Billy Dee Williams. (Stank doing his best sexy Billy Dee Williams impression.)After taking down a victim with my devastating STF I like to unwind with a lady by my side and a nice, smooth, Colt 45... Fear me, bitches!
LDW - Fuck you, Lucas.
RK - Actually, Sean William Scott want's to play you, Mr. Williams.
LDW - STIFLER!?!
Stank - HA! That's perfect man!
RK - Yeah. Let me give you an idea how the movie starts. You see, Sean's character has just beaten The Ro... well, I mean you Stank... that is your character, for the OOWF title... and then...
Stank - Oh. So this a FANTASY we're talking about here?
LDW - Hey I like where this is going... what happens next?
Stank - Like Lord of the Rings... or Harry Potter...
LDW - Let the man speak, Stank.
Stank - Like WAY out there... you know something really off the wall... like CRAZY, no way this could EVER happen, weird...
LDW - Ignore him Kelly. So how badly does Stifler beat The Rock? Was it like a roll up pin, or something more brutal? You Know what you should do, just for dramatic effect, is have Rocky tap out. That would be excellent. You'd have my $10 for that scene alone.
Stank - Oh so NOW you're talking about a movie that's just fucking whacked. Like that last movie I saw The Rock in. What was that called? It was TER-REE-BULL, let me tell you. What was that *snap* *snap* somethin, somethin... that movie was crazy... all over the place. Really fucking senseless... what was that?
RK - .... Southland Tales?
Stank - No, no.. wait... Was that YOUR movie?
RK - Look it will DO better on DVD! You'll see!
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 12:02:18 GMT -5
*Casino floor, Atlantic City, NJ*
The scene comes to life as we take view of the lights and action of a casino. All of the bells and whistles that one is apt to see and hear at a casino are to be found of course, but what is different about this scene are the two men who are sitting at one of the 24-hour dining establishments in the casino. The camera zooms in and we can quickly tell who one of the men are; Alexander Darling. Darling has on a dark pair of sunglasses and looks like he is sporting a nasty hangover. Simple t-shirt, casual pair of jeans, and a cup of coffee in his hand as the two men share a breakfast.
Alexander Darling: I wasn’t sure if you’d meet with everything that’s been going on. I mean, no one has a clue where you are as it was and it took my personal investigators days to find ya.
Unknown man: Well, maybe I heeded the advice of some friends and took a few days off. I deserve it, ya know.
Alexander: Hey Rick, you don’t have to tell me twice.
We finally get a look at the other man and we do see that it is the current GM of the OOWF, the Rick. He looks like hell as he sits across from Darling.
GMtR: Now that you found me Darling, maybe you can tell me exactly what the hell it is you want?
Alexander: First of all Rick, why don’t we dial the attitude back a bit. It’s way too early in the morning for it and I had a long night. But when I get a phone call at 4 AM telling me that you’ve been kicked out of poker room on the boardwalk.
GMtR: It’s not my fault no one knows how to play hold ‘em anymore. Stupid “Rounders” and people trying to chase everything to the river. Pocket aces cracked three god damn times with an hour…who the hell does that happen to?
Alexander: Why the hell were you playing 2/4 limit then? You know it’s nothing but chasers.
GMtR: Cause Bennett got the board to cut my salary and then he went behind my back and turned off the power to the arena last week and that’s why it had to be moved to that dump PHWF Arena. I’m just so tired of the shit that I needed a break. Besides, I left Erlana and Davin behind to take care of things…why aren’t you meeting with them instead of looking for me?
Alexander: Yea, cause me and Davin in the same room is sure to result in a constructive meeting.
GMtR: And what’s going to be constructive about this? It’s obvious you’re going to side with Bennett as it is. Your partner Eric is the one behind all this and it’s obvious you don’t like anyone who’s backing me.
Alexander: Business is business Rick and that’s all I’m doing. Eric may be my partner, but I can tell where I stand with him. Fuck, throughout our entire negotiation process, not once was I informed about his role with Bennett. And I get that, he looked out for himself…and now it’s time for me to do the same.
GMtR: And what is it you want Darling, cause I know you won’t help me out of the goodness of your heart?
Alexander: Very good Rick, because the bottom line is there’s only one group I care about within the OOWF and that is The DEA. Now, while my mindset may be more in tune with the guys backing Bennett, I can also tell that it’s a bunch of bullshit over there. The world knows that Moose will never be happy just being a foot soldier and sooner or later the rest of them will figure out that he’ll snatch any glory away from the rest.
GMtR: Something we actually agree on. I know I’ve had some differences with Eric and LD in the past, but the fact that they’re buying into this…well, it fucking pisses me off. If they truly felt slighted, all they had to do was come and talk to me.
Alexander: That isn’t the issue anymore Ricky boy. The line has been drawn and you’re going to need to make some compromises to fight this war with Bennett. Because if you don’t, people will buy into the empty promises of Bennett and you’ll be stuck with 5 guys backing you while Bennett sends wave after wave against ya.
GMtR: And just what compromises do you want me to make Alex? Because once I make one, everyone’s going to expect their piece of the pie
Alexander: Maybe, maybe not. But what I do know is no one can bring you what I plan on bringing ya.
GMtR: And just what is it you can bring me?
Alexander: We’ll get to that in a minute. I’m going to make my demands first. I want you to think long and hard about what you’re willing to sacrifice for me to join ya. You know exactly what I’m capable and just what I bring to table because Rick you were the one who came and found me in Japan. You offered me this spot here so I do feel there is something I owe you…but I owe myself, my sister, Firewoman, and The DEA more.
GMtR: I’m listening Darling…what is it you want?
Alexander: I’m not going to lie to ya Rick. I’ve heard a bunch of bullshit from you about people earning their spots here.
GMtR: What do you mean bullshit? This is a company that I’m proud to say gives chances to those who deserve it.
Alexander: Rick…don’t bullshit a bullshitter. I’ve been here three months and I already have wins over three of your former world champs. I’ve made Canadian Dragon tap. I pinned Viper and had him beat a second time before he got intentionally disqualified, and I did you a fucking favor on my second night in this company and I made damn sure Jack didn’t walk out with the DDT title.
GMtR: Fine, what do you want?
Alexander: I want a match with MacCappington at the next PPV. One on one. No multi-way matches…just me and him in the ring. AND if he tries to get himself intentionally disqualified, he loses the title.
GMtR: I don’t know if I can promise ya anything yet.…but I’m listening. What else?
Alexander: You know we have a trip coming up to Japan.
GMtR: I know what you’re going to ask and I can’t do it. It’s mandatory participation Alex, and that goes for everyone.
Alexander: Fuck…fine. Then I want to make sure that the contract we signed with Bennett is strictly enforced.
GMtR: What contract?
Alexander: M god, he hasn’t even informed ya of the contracts your talent is signed to. It’s quite simple; Alexis is not signed to a wrestling-based contract. She was brought on with a non-physicality clause.
GMtR: And this means what exactly?
Alexander: Based on recent events, I fear that more and more people may try to use Alexis against me. And I knew that coming in here which is why I had it put into the contract that any…and I do mean ANY unprovoked physical act done to Alexis is a mandatory suspension of at least 60 days.
GMtR: If it’s already in the contract, what do you want me to do?
Alexander: If it happens, I want you to back me up and enforce it. Bennett signed it, so if he wants to find a loophole for Moose or Dead or whoever to attack Alexis, he will and I swear if anything happens to her, the carnage that Jack and Davin have caused in the past will look like a fucking cakewalk compared to what I and the Darling empire will bring down on this company.
GMtR: No offense Alexander, but I’ve seen your sister in action before. She doesn’t need you protecting her. Hell, when push comes to shove, I’d almost feel sorry for whoever crossed her.
Alexander: Look, you don’t have to tell me twice, but I’m not going to let things happen again when I’m not looking. I’m going to do anything I can to protect my sister.
GMtR: I’ll do what I can Alex, but we both know that if someone wants to harm her or use her against you, they will find a way.
Alexander: Not this time Rick. Make fucking sure of it. I don’t want any loophole here.
GMtR: Is there anything else you want from me?
Alexander: Yea, one more thing. Firewoman…
GMtR: What about her?
Alexander: I’m not the only one who wants gold.
GMtR: Yea and…if you’re going after MacCappington and the IC title and Eric already has the Onslaught Title, what’s left? You can’t really expect me to put her against Stank can ya?
Alexander: I don’t expect anything Rick. I’m just throwing out what it is I’d be looking for if we signed on for ya. And whether it winds up being the World, the Tag, or fuck, even the Onslaught Title…Firewoman wants a belt and god forbid any of us get in her way. So, make it happen.
GMtR: You’re asking a lot Darling. Now what is it you can offer me.
Alexander: Not just yet Rick. I want you to take your time and really think about what I’m asking for here. And if you think it’s something you may be willing to do, call Alexis and set up another meeting with Davin.
Alexander stands up, tosses some bills onto the table to pay for the meal. And then he tosses a few extra bills to Rick.
Get a room Rick, clean yourself up. You look like shit
GMtR: What if I say you’re not worth it Darling. What if I tell you to take your demands and go screw?
Alexander: Well then Rick, I guess you really are tired of this business because you will lose and that’s not my ego talking. It’s just a fact Rick. You need people to stand behind you and the guys you already have as talented as a few of them are, they just won’t be enough. Especially with what I can bring to the table.
GMtR: And what if I need to know what it is you’ll bring before I make my decision?
Alexander starts chuckling to himself as he walks away,
Alexander: As a mutual friend of ours likes to say…Rick, ya just gotta “trust me!!!”
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 12:02:42 GMT -5
Firewoman and the Dead have finished watching tape for their upcoming Triple Threat match against MacCappington.
TheDead: Oh yeah, I think that'll work.
FW: Excellent.
TheDead: So.....
FW: Yes?
TheDead: Well, I was just wondering...kind of a personal question....
FW: Out with it. If I don't want to answer it, I won't.
TheDead: Well...Seamus McNasty. You two dated?
FW: Ha! If you can call it that.
TheDead: He keeps calling you his ex.
FW: Yeah, I know, and now everyone is calling me that.
TheDead: So you didn't...you weren't.....
FW: We dated, and by dated I mean "went out with him once, and he got too trashed to drive, stand, or sit."
TheDead: Really?
FW: Yeah, I had to get and pay for a cab, which wasn't easy on the salary Poe was paying at the time. Then I had to pour him into the cab. Then I had to tug him out of the cab, then through the hotel. Fortunately there was a ... what do you call those folks that stand around to help you, for money?
TheDead: Lucky?
FW: No...anyway, one of those guys got him up to his room, and then that was it. Well, I had to tip the guy. Next day, Seamus swore he would pay me back for that, the cab, oh and the tab at the bar too, which was considerable, but he never did.
TheDead: Really?
FW: Yeah. Listen, I better get back to the suites before the Glimmer Twins get back, for our pre-show meeting. Good luck tomorrow. Of course, once we get Fonzie out of the ring, our friendship is suspended.
TheDead: Wouldn't want it any other way.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 12:03:12 GMT -5
(Ecosystem runs in the back door of the arena, huffing and puffing.)
Security Guard: Where you been?
Eco: I was hanging out at the OO Arena for two weeks, and no one ever showed up.
SG: And it took you this long to think they might have moved down the street?
Eco: Well, it took me until yesterday. Then I wasted some time seeing Doomsday.
SG: Oh, how was that? Is it like Mad Max?
Eco: It's kind of like Mad Max if Mel Gibson had a vagina.
SG: Ah.
Eco: Basically, there's a disease that overruns all of Scotland. The English blockade them in so the disease doesn't spread.
SG: This sounds like 28 Weeks Later.
Eco: With Mel Gibson.
SG: With a vagina.
Eco: Right. Anyway, little adorable girl who loses her eye escapes.
SG: Dakota Fanning-type.
Eco: In 28 Weeks Later.
SG: With Mel Gibson.
Eco: With a vagina.
SG: Right.
Eco: Right. So anyway, she becomes a really hot security guard.
SG: Like me!
Eco: If you were once Dakota Fanning.
SG: In 28 Weeks Later.
Eco: With Mel Gibson.
SG: With a vagina.
Eco: Right.
SG: Right.
Eco: Right.
Capellan: Hey, what are you guys talking about?
(Eco hits Capellan in the face.)
Eco: THAT'S WHAT WAITING FOR YOU THIS WEEK!
Capellan: Dude. That was last week. I beat you.
Eco: Oh.
SG: You have Firechild this week.
Eco: Ah. One sec.
(Eco picks up Capellan and puts him in a giant trebuchet.)
Capellan: Where did this come from?
(Eco shoots Capellan 572 feet, where he hits Firechild.)
Firechild: Ow!
Eco: THAT'S WHAT WAITING FOR YOU THIS WEEK! I'm going to beat you so bad...you're going to need a security guard!
SG: Like me!
Eco: If you were once Dakota Fanning.
SG: In 28 Weeks Later.
Eco: With Mel Gibson.
SG: With a vagina.
Eco: Right.
SG: Right.
Eco: Right.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 12:03:33 GMT -5
*fade in to the DEA Suites. Eric O'Mac is shown, carrying his gym bag, wearing his Onslaught Title. Alexis Darling is sitting in the Suites.*
AD: Where the hell have you been?
E: Where the hell have I been? What the hell has happened? I go to where I usually go and I see some damn chick on an exercise bike! I took me ALL week to find this place.
AD: You didn't get my phone call or my text messages?
E: No, I traded in my cell phone for a Spring PCS. I got a really good deal since Run DLP has a contract with them. Apparently, they know nothing about the OOWF and they think I'm Phantos.
AD: I see. Well, it's good that you are hear. How are your ribs?
E: Hurt like hell. And I've got to face that crazy bastard AGAIN?
AD: You really need to dominate this match, you're looking weak.
E: I don't really care. I'm just trying to keep my title. And if the match goes like that again, I could very well lose. And we don't want that.
AD: No, we don't.
E: So, I really hope that the sick freak goes on and tries to create his own alternate universe that looks just like the one that we left. Maybe he'll lose focus or some shit.
AD: Just go out there and do what you can.
E: I will.
*Uncomfortable silence.*
E: So....what's this I hear about you dating and going down on Seamus?
AD: Oh, that was just a horrible dream.
E: Thank God. Then I want to fucking kill that bastard.
AD: Well, I appreciate the gesture.
*Fade out*
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 12:03:58 GMT -5
*Davin Moreland is WAITING~! in Anonymous Nice Restaurant and is sitting at a table when he notices Alexis Darling come in, and he goes over to greet her*
DM: *shakes her hand* Ms. Darling, thanks for stopping by for this.
AD: Oh, my pleasure. I think this will be mutually beneficial for both of our interests. And call me Lexie.
DM: *motions toward the table and follows her and they both sit* So, Lexie, from what Rick has told me, this is exactly the terms and conditions he hammered out with Alexander.
AD: You won't mind if I take a look first, of course.
DM: Of course.
*Neuter Gender Server comes by*
NGS: Can I get you both something to drink?
*Davin motions to Alexis*
AD: Um...Just coffee?
DM: Same here. Thanks.
AD: *really going over things with a fine-toothed comb, and comparing it with a checklist of sorts she brought with her* It appears that everything is in here. I assume you've looked at this as well?
DM: Honestly? Not really. This isn't my deal. If Rick wants to work with Alexander, that's his decision. He's assured me that nothing with my position will change, and I won't have to do anything to personally placate Alexander.
*NGS comes back with the coffee*
DM: *sips* I did skim through it briefly, there's something to do with a protection clause for you?
AD: There is?
DM: Yeah. *he points to the particular clause in the contract* Right there, 60-day suspension if anyone looks at you the wrong way.
AD: I...I didn't ask for that Davin.
DM: Well, no skin off my nose; it's just...I'm familiar with your work in Japan. Of all people I wouldn't think you'd need protection.
AD: I don't. And honestly, I'm not thrilled this is in here.
DM: Well, I thought you might feel that way. *sips* This isn't a dealbreaker, is it? I mean, you're still going to sign off, right?
AD: *sip* Give me a second to think about it.
DM: Sure, take your time. Listen, this will probably be a stupid question; but you're authorized to sign for DEA, right? I mean, you're the POA of the operation?
AD: Oh yeah, of course. Who did you think it was, Alexander?
DM: Actually, I was thinking Eric.
AD: *rolls her eyes* Eric is a full partner in DEA, yes; but the Darling Family still holds the controlling interest and I am still CEO and POA of DEA, Ltd.
DM: Well, I'm glad for that Lexie. You do a great job keeping things under control there.
AD: I do my best. *she goes back to staring at the contract* You know, the more I think of it, the less I think this protection clause isn't that big a deal. If I could just add in that the clause may be repealed at my request and my request alone.
DM: Let me check with Rick. I don't see it being a problem.
*He talks to GM the Rick on his Sprint PCS phone*
DM: Alright Lexie, he says no problem; just add the clause in the by hand and initial it. We'll send it up to legal and consult with your legal to clean it up.
*Alexis writes and then signs*
AD: Great. All we need now is to get it notarized...do you know a...
DM: *pulls out his notary stamp* Raise your right hand. Do you attest that the information contained within this document is true to the best of your knowledge?
AD: I do.
DM: *stamps it with the notary stamp on two copies* And here's yours.
*They both stand and Davin drops a couple bills on the table for the coffee. They pack up their respective briefcases and shake hands*
DM: It was a pleasure working with you Lexie. I'm pleased you were able to look past my history with your brother and be so professional. It made things much easier.
AD: Thank you. I should commend you on your professionalism as well, and for the same reasons. I hope we can work together again sometime.
DM: *smiles* Well, I doubt that could happen anytime soon, but it really was a pleasure. Did you need a lift somewhere? I have the Dunkin' Donuts Limousine.
AD: No, I drove. Thank you though.
DM: You bet.
*Alexis leaves, and Davin hops back on the phone*
DM: Yeah...Rick...Yeah it's done. Nope, just that one clause...Surprisingly no, no problems. Alright, I should be back in a few...No, they're on Erlana's desk. Bullshit...they're right there...Well get her back in there, because that's where I put them...fine...FINE Rick, I'll be back...
*He dials another number*
DM: Hey, Dallas? Yeah...some shit's goin' down here with this Rick/Bennett thing...Darling...Yeah...can you believe that shit? Actually she's really professional about the whole thing...I was surprised...Well, because I wanted you to check on some stuff in the backchannels for me...That's exactly what I mean...No, I'm not doing that Dallas...no, I just want to keep all my options open...That's what you always said Dallas...Alright man...say hi to Mom...
*He closes the phone and heads for the limo*
*fade*
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jul 30, 2008 12:04:20 GMT -5
Chris Cole walks into the locker room panting. Firechild looks a bit worried.
FC: Where have you been? You have a match tonight against Moose.
CC: I got a little lost. Things have been crazy. I went to promo but the directions I got to the arena were wrong.....or rather tey were right but it looks like the arena just changed places. Does that sound weird?
FC: A little.
CC: Well I've found it and now I'm ready to get even with Jack.
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Still lifting) yeah I'm fine