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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:00:00 GMT -5
<Once again LJ Bennett is standing in front of the GM door with that week's lineup.>
LJB: Well once again you defied the odds Davin, you managed to beat Carl From Fresno to keep going in hopes of getting your number one contender spot back. Well, you know damn well that the first two challengers were a warm up, Justin is a great athlete, but he is not on your level, and Carl is lucky to have a job. So this week, you will face a homicidal madman who can be as devastating as any man who has ever set foot in a wrestling ring. This week, Davin, you will face...........Outback Jack, and Jack, you have free reign to do as you please in the match, not so much for you Davin. Have fun
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem Live! From Sabugal, Portugal
OOWF World heavyweight Title Match[/u] LD Williams vs. The Loser of the Elimination Match
Tournament Royal Elimination Match[/u] The Dead vs. Tytan vs. Spin Hansen
#1 Contenders Match[/u] Davin Moreland vs. Outback Jack
OOWF Campeonas de Trios Title Match[/u] Insane Homeless Bunny vs. IHOP & Blitz
Worlds Gratest Fag Team, Moosehead Jack & Chris Cole vs. Phantos & Lucios, Alexander Darling & Stank Concrete TG vs. The Amnesiac DH Magnusson & Firewoman vs. Attitude Adjuster & Tyson Kincaid Eric O'Mac vs. ZK DeBeers Poe vs. Seamus McNasty vs. Apocalyptic Existence
card subject to refreshing mountain air
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:00:22 GMT -5
(Tytan is leaving the arena out the back door from a successful night at Mayhem, only to be stopped by Sylvia and her ninjacameraman sidekick and....fans? ) Sylvia: Incredible night tonight Tytan, what do you have to say about the match? Tytan: Thanks Sylvia, and what I have to say is this... (The fans that are there start to break into a "Tytan is gonna kill you!" Chants. Tytan turns and smiles to the fans which makes then cheer louder.) Sylvia: Wow, that something new for you! Tytan: I know and you know what? I'm beginning to like it. Now let's get to what you all want to hear. LD what did I tell you? That's one down and two more to go. Blitz...Spin...you guys are good I will give you that one but we all know who's going to be facing LD at the Pay-per-View. (The few fans that are outside waiting shout "Tytan!") That's right! LD I am coming to get you and take that title that you hold so dear. You have been a good champion. Hell who am I kidding....you have been a great champion. (The crowd cheers.) But soon you will have to face me and I am simply something that you have never seen before. Don't you realize I sold my soul to Johnathan Steel and Ultimo Inc. for a shot at gold. Now after everything that has happened I am here and it's going to be mine for the taking. Sylvia: Now what do you have to say about the mysterious man in black? Tytan: At this time I have no comment. But when the time is right the world will know. Sylvia: Does this have anything to do with the mysterious voice that has been appearing while you train? Tytan:Sorry can't talk about it right now. Especially now, since I have to get going. Sylvia: Thanks Tytan. (He walks off.) Strong words once again from Tytan and no leads on the man in black. And now back to OOWF control. (Fade to black)
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:00:54 GMT -5
It is high noon the day after MWM. The camera fades into the interior of the Mezquita de Córdoba. We see row upon row of dimly lit pillars. The sunshine of the clear day outside peeks through the marble ceiling of the 1400-year-old former mosque and current cathedral.The camera focuses on the dark figure of a man leaning against one the pillars, the glowing amber of a cigarette clearly visible. The man removes the cigarette from his mouth, drops it on the ground and stamps it out. He takes two steps forward and the light from the ceiling catches his face, revealing it to be Tyson Kincaid. As Kincaid steps forward, we see that he is looking thoughtfully at what appears to be an old, crumpled photograph. He places the photo in his pocket as he walks out into the daylight. The camera switches to show Kincaid walking down a set of steps into the dusty street, wearing ripped denim shorts, sandals and a Porcupine Tree t-shirt.
As Kincaid passes various local merchants selling their goods, Metrosexual Male Micstand #42 hurriedly rushes up from behind Kincaid with mic in hand.MMM: Tyson Kincaid! Tyson Kincaid! Do you have a moment? Kincaid turns, frustrated, and glances at MMM. He looks disapprovingly at MMM’s attire of khaki shorts, white polo shirt and frosted-tipped hair.TK: Make it quick. MMM: Alright, I’ll get right to the point. Last night, you lost to D.H. Magnusson. But I think what everyone really wants to know is where your head has been lately? Rumor has it that you’ve been distancing yourself from your allies, Eric O’Mac and The Amnesiac outside of the ring. TK: First of all, let me make it perfectly clear that I haven’t lost my head, as you seem to be implying. It’s quite the opposite. You see, I’ve never been more focused. And do you know why? MMM: No, why? TK: Because I’ve been, as you said, “distancing” myself from my allies. Don’t get me wrong, we’re still brothers and I will fight alongside them as long as it takes for us to achieve our goals, but I’m not going to get caught up in all the bullshit that has been taking place recently. I’ve got enough problems of my own. MMM: Care to elaborate? Kincaid pauses thoughtfully.TK: …no. Kincaid walks away through the streets of Córdoba, leaving the bewildered interviewer in his wake. The man bends down to pick something up. As the camera zooms in to get a closer look, we see that it is the old photograph that Kincaid was looking at which must have fallen from his pocket. The camera holds steady on the photo and we can clearly see the moment in time that it has captured - Tyson Kincaid is sitting on a ring apron, smiling with his arm around an equally jubilant Firewoman.
Fade.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:01:21 GMT -5
The Run-DEA Locker Rooms Suite sponsored by Aquafina is abuzz with activity after the various victories. It is rather cheerful except in one corner of the room. . . .
Davin: Oh my God, you won, isn’t that enough?
Firewoman: No, I want my belt back. It’s not even up for grabs next week. Have you seen this sheet?
DM: Of course I did.
FW: And are you, or are you not, still assistant GM.
DM: Sort of…yeah…what is this, a cross examination? That doesn’t mean I have any say in some things. Quit complaining.
FW: I’m not complaining, I want my belt!
DM: You’ll get another shot. Should you even be in the ring?
FW: Is that some sexist crack? I thought you were above that.
DM: No…I mean…you know.
Firewoman just stares at him, too angry to speak. She storms off
DM: Damn, how many more months of these hormones we gotta put up with?
from off camera FW: I heard that!
Firewoman is WALKING~! down the hallway, sending production assistants and staff members scurrying out of her way. She makes record time to GMtheRick’s door and pounds on it. He says come in, but she already has the door open and is half way through it.
GMtR: Ah, you. Well, I’m glad you are feeling better.
FW: What? Stop. I want my belt back.
GMtR: Yes, yes, I know you do…
FW: And I want the ban on Lucky lifted.
GMtR: Huh? Look, Fire, I’m not even sure what you are doing in the ring. I’m not sure why we keep booking you anyway, this has got to be terrible for our liability. But Bennett is insisting, so in order to maintain the ceasefire and keep the board happy—
FW: What? This is Bennett’s idea?
GMtR: Yeah, mostly. I mean, I agree that you and Attitude Adjuster are entertaining as hell, especially the way you keep owning him in the ring. I just wish it would be under a different set of health circumstances.
FW: Oh my gods are we still on this? What about Lucky?
GMtR: Who?
FW: My valet!! He was banned from OOWF after Eric and Attitude Adjuster stole my title. I need him back. [She stops and thinks for a moment, then changes her stance to be less aggressive, and her tone to be a lot softer.] Especially at this difficult time. You understand, … right? [She turns her eyes upward, and furrows her brow slightly, looking a little worried.]
GMtR: Oh….OH! Yes. I can see… I’ll see what I can do.
FW: [still in worry-mode] Thank you sooo much. I knew you would understand.
GMtR: I’ll get the board on the phone right away.
FW: Thanks. See you.
Firewoman leaves, smiling. GMtheRick picks up the phone and demands to be connected to someone on the board.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:01:50 GMT -5
View from behind, big man in a hooded sweatshirt. Walks into Attitude Adjuster (AA's) locker room. Breaks into his lock room suddenly. Grabs him and hits Lights out. Camera pulls back to Damon Wrath popping a beer. AA is for quitters. Chugs the beer when he sees AA getting up he F5's him on the floor. Spits some beer on AA "Dude what kind of Pu**y attacks a women with a kid on the way even I have more respect than that And what kind of idiot needs a tennis racket. Who the hell do you think you are Jim Cornette" Walks away.
Lights go off for about 10 seconds:
Graphics come up on the screen .....Flashing lights say hes back.......First graphic is power, Speed, third one is technique then you see the the Name Damon Wrath come on the screen and the music "Dream Theatre" The Mirror comes on. (He walks to the ring still in a hooded sweatshirt)
In the ring with a mic " I am so damn tiered of all the crap going on around here. I am back to set things right, all you slap nuts that think your bad asses feel free to step up. But it ends the same way. I am Power, (Rips off the sweatshirt looking like he’s chiseled from Marble.) I am speed (Jump Spinning hook kick)and technique and none of you can stand in the same ring as me...AA like i said AA is for quitters but maybe that’s what you should do. From here on out There is a new Sheriff in town, But i fight fire with fire and don’t forget I have a lot of friends. Pops a beer and chugs it. When the train comes in all my friends ride if you’re not my friends you better stay off the tracks or you will feel the PAIN”Music comes back on (Pulls out 6 or 7 fans to chug beers)
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:02:14 GMT -5
*Fade in.*
*It's been a long time going on since we've heard from the Sports Entertainment God, PHWF champion Eric O'Mac. Fresh off of decisive victories of Austin Cage and the CTC, Eric O'Mac, dressed to the nines, wearing his championship gold around his waist, is sitting in a chair, looking at the camera.*
Eric: WOOOOO!
*You can hear wooo's in the background.*
Eric: WE GOT ROOKIES DYING, TAG TEAMS CRACKING, CAREERS ENDING, BITCHES ABORTING, TENNIS RACKET'S A-FLYING, AND JOBBERS JOBBIN'!
*Eric stands up and throws off his jacket.*
Eric: AND JUST LIKE MY COUSIN JOHNNY, I ONLY GOT ONE THING TO ASK!
*Eric takes off his shades.*
Eric: What's causin' all this?
Oh yeah...that's right.
It's ME!
You see, it is I who started this war, it is I who signed off on the cease-fire, and it will be me that ENDS this war.
You see, I made a promise about 4 weeks ago, for the board of directors to take action and fire GM The Rick. Without action, I would destroy an OOWF competitor, every week, take him out, and put him on the PUP list and if you don't know what that means, ask Mark Vander, ask the CTC, ask the Knife, hell, even ask that punk ass Austin Cage, who had the balls to even ask for a title shot in his second career match. Sure his MMA record reads 3-1, but his OOWF career reads 1-1, and now he will drink through a straw for the rest of his life.
The board of directors acted, and they forced me and Davin Moreland to sign a cease fire and announced that the war will be settled in a war games match up at Hell on Earth.
Now....THAT's more than a month away, but I am announcing here on broadcast television that I will be the captain, the general so to speak, for Bennett's Army in that match, and under MY leadership, we will END this war, and we can score one more point for DA GOOD GUYS.
But it is a month away. I got bigger problems at hand.
I've got a match against ZK DeBeers.
You see, word has it, not from ZK himself because he's a mute, but the rumor is saying that ZK isn't very happy with my unethical treatment of his cronies a couple of nights ago. He's citing reasons such as having to get up to scratch his own ass and so forth.
Let it be known that ZK DeBeers has never publicly declared a side in this war, and even if no one wanted him, he's still an enemy of Team Bennett, which makes him target number 1.
I'm a man of my word. There will be blood, there will be pain, and there may even be death when I'm done with Mr. DeBeers. It's simply another message I'm sending to the OOWF. How much more blood do you want? I may not be able to inflict it outside of the ring, but inside? You're taking a chance when you step in the ring with me.
So let that message be heard to ALL members of the OOWF. ESPECIALLY my own teammates. The war has already been won. Team Rick's time will come. So everyone on my side better be ready. They better start getting involved. They better start giving a shit. Because if not?
*Eric walks behind the chair and points to photos of the injuries of his last few opponents.*
Eric: If you like wrestling, if you like making a healthy paycheck, if you like being on top of the world...I won't have to answer that question. The Vanders and Cages of the world can answer well enough for me.
So Team Bennett, heed my advice - TAKE ADVANTAGE OF YOUR MATCHES AGAINST MEMBERS OF TEAM RICK!
Winners and losers don't matter at this point - you need to go in there and HURT 'EM!
*Eric takes a seat.*
Eric: Here's a bottom line for everyone and ESPECIALLY ZK DeBeers. This war? It's coming to an end and if you aren't on my side, you will suffer.
And then you can just ask me if I give a shit.
*Fade out.*
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:02:52 GMT -5
Attitude Adjuster bursts through The Rock’s door, obviously upset about something.
GMTR: Yeah, I expected this. Sit down AA, let’s talk about this.
AA: No, you’re going to listen to me because this kind of abomination can’t continue! I have been disrespected!
GMTR: I completely agree. Let’s talk.
AA: And I’m telling you that if you don’t...wait. You agree?
GMTR: Yes.
AA: We can talk about this like civilized men?
GMTR: Yes.
AA: I don’t have to break any whiskey bottles?
GMTR: I’d really prefer if you didn’t.
AA: Well, it’s not my favorite thing either. That’s good whiskey that goes to waste.
GMTR: That’s what I’m saying.
AA: Glad we’re on the same page. Hey, can I get a case of that delivered to my home?
GMTR: Don’t wear out your welcome.
AA: Fine...
GMTR: Now then, your issue?
AA: Damon Wrath.
GMTR: Lousy promo.
AA: Exactly.
GMTR: Well, so what are you going to do about it?
AA: Man...do I have to teach Promo 101 to the newbies again? I had to teach it to the OOWF Champ last month, for crying out loud. I mean, Moose gets all the fun of beating the crap out of all the new guys who come into the OOWF and think they can beat people up and no-sell everything. Why do I have to deal with the illiterate?
GMTR: Hey, remember what Moose did to Davin before he got his head on straight?
AA: Ahh, good times.
GMTR: Look, if you can just go over some simple things with this Wrath guy. You know, like punctuation. I mean, look at this. (The Rick turns on OOWF-TV.) What the hell happened here?
GMTR: There has to be some quote marks or a comma or another period or something. I can’t give this guy a decent match until he can learn to promo. I will not have a federation of Great Khalis! BLAAAARGGG!!!!!!
AA: I’ll get on it boss.
GMTR: Good deal. And by the way. Great stuff with Firewoman. Way to build up the mid-card.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:03:17 GMT -5
(Spin Hansen is in the boiler room.)
SH: What's this meeting all about? D.H. and I are about to hit the gym.
(A voice comes from the shadows, and the silhouette of the Shadowed Figure is barely visible.)
SF: One of the tag team is down. That's good... now it's every man for themselves. Do you remember what we talked about last week?
SH: Kinda hard for me to forget. I'm still feeling the bruises.
SF: That's good. Pain teaches you lessons. Here's another. Take this to heart... don't let respect blind you.
SH: What?
SF: You live and die for respect, Hansen. It's your achilles heel. You let that consume you, you're going to be beaten.
SH: So why are you bringing this up?
SF: You're gonna be taking on L.D. Williams in the next few weeks. I know that you respect him, he's on the level, blah blah blah. Don't go easy on him.
SH: I don't plan on it. Hell, if I can get it, I'd compete under Hardcore rules for this one.
SF: So you're saying that you can't beat him straight up?
SH: But I thou..
SF: NO! (Spin gets punched in the face.) If you beat him without any weapons, any interference, any ANYTHING... your training under me will be complete. If not? Then there's more that you'll have to learn.
SH: And then?
SF: We'll start talking about the next step. Oh, and Hansen?
SH: Yeah?
SF: That guy in robes that's following Tytan around? Not me.
SH: So there are two mysterious robed guys around here. Oh... kay. I'm going to get a drink and then hit the guym.
SF: Remember what I said.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:03:49 GMT -5
Firewoman is watching OOWF-TV while training with Phantos and Lucios.
FW: Wrath didn't get the memo?
P: Apparently not.
FW: You know what happens in war when one side breaks a cease fire?
L: Yep. Cease-fire over.
All three smile.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:04:07 GMT -5
(Drink and Destroy are relaxing in the Destroyitarium, when a young boy inexplicably dressed as a 1920s newspaper salesman pokes his head in the door.)
Paperboy: Extra! Extra! Treaty Between Team Rick and Bennet's Army Broken!
D.H.: Oh, really?
Spin: That's all the confirmation I need. (He grabs his crowbar, a bottle of hot sauce, a Taser, and a box marked "Danger: Live Bullet Ants" and runs out the door.)
Stank: I have a bad feeling about this.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:04:30 GMT -5
<Moose is in the back when he is approached by SFJ13>
SFJ13: Moose, have you heard the rumors about the breach of the cease fire?
MHJ: Yeah I have, but last I heard Wrath had not picked a side in this fight, he is a neutral and thus not bound by the cease fire.
SFJ13: So you mean......
MHJ: Him attacking AA was stupid, but not a violation of the cease fire. And when Team Bennett beats him into the ground, that as well will not be a violation of the cease fire
SFJ13: You have been uncharacteristically quiet this week, care to elaborate?
MHJ: I've been busy
SFJ13: Is that all?
MHJ: Look, all week long my phone has been ringing off the hook........I need to talk to Stank
SFJ13: Some believe you are getting soft because you didn't take the bounty on Stank's head
MHJ: A wise man once said, keep your friends close, and your enemies closer. I have my reasons for not going to war with Stank......yet. As for the rest........the best is yet to come.
SFJ13: Trust you?
MHJ: I wouldn't
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:04:50 GMT -5
D.H. Magnusson: You know, one of us REALLY should go stop him.
Stank: You're his partner.
DHM: You're our stable leader!
Stank: Taser.
DHM: Bullet Ants.
Both: Where's Wally?
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:05:11 GMT -5
**L.D. Williams watches Tytan's comments on a monitor. He sighs and turns to face SFJ#42, who happens to be standing nearby.**
LD: “Well, the kid's got attitude, I'll give him that. Tytan, you're big, you're strong, and when you got in the ring with Outback Jack you proved you were tough, and maybe even showed a little bit of ability. Congratulations. That combination is enough to get you a title shot and, sure enough, you're going to get one. But, nothing you've done gives you the right to doubt me. No talent you possess puts you in a place where you can accuse me of being complacent. Keep in mind that while you were “selling your soul”, I was driving the Underdawg out of the OOWF. While you were finding your legs here, I was meeting and defeating the greatest wrestlers in OOWF history. As good as you think you are, and as good as you might one day be, you haven't earned your way into that class yet.
Tytan, we can spend weeks going back and forth. I can talk about everything I've done, and you can talk about all the things you plan to do. In the end, none of it matters. The only thing that counts is what happens in the ring. This week at Mayhem, next week at Mayhem, at the PPV, it doesn't really matter. You're going to get the chance to prove yourself. Make the most of it. I will not take you lightly, and I suggest you do me the same courtesy.
Good luck Tytan. Believe it or not, I'm looking forward to it.”
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:05:45 GMT -5
Metrosexual Male Micstand #42 approaches Firewoman working out with Phantos and Lucios, and he motions her over.
FW: What? Who are you?
MMM42: I’m – Wow, I don’t know my name.
FW: What do you want, sunshine, I’m busy.
MMM42: There’ve been some very interesting developments this week with OOWF wrestlers with whom you’ve crossed paths. I was hoping to get your comments on them?
FW: Sure, I could use a break. I get tired so easily these days.
MMM42: Oh yes, I understand that’s a huge problem for women in … uh …your condition.
FW: You mean jet-lagged, right?
MMM42: Oh.. Uh, of course! I was wondering if you had a comment on the rather disturbing partnership that seems to have formed between Eric O’ Mac and Poe.
FW: You know what’s disturbing about it? I thought Eric was smarter than that. Did you notice how Poe just snapped his fingers and Eric came to attention? Poe is puppet master extraordinaire, and it seems he’s improved his talents in that regard if he’s got Eric toeing his line. Or, I horribly underestimated Eric’s intelligence, which I suppose is also likely.
MMM42: Wow, that’s the most I’ve ever heard you talk about your former colleague from Japan.
FW: I was talking about Eric. And get this straight. Poe is not my former anything. Ever. [She stares menacingly at the micstand]
MMM42: Uh…yes..m-ma’am. What about Attitude Adjuster’s video segment? And your tag team match partnering with DH Magnusson? You two have gotten pretty close recently…
FW: Wow, do they send you to school to learn those set ups? Sure, I was ticked when I saw that Rosemary’s Baby video package, but afterwards? I guess beating Attitude Adjuster changed my viewpoint, because I think it’s pretty funny. I suppose that was a crack on my religion. I mean, he’s implying that I would have the devil’s kid. Can you imagine a child with me as mother and the devil as the father? Ask yourself this, AA. Just who do you think I’d send the kid after first, hm? Hopefully you’ll not regret giving me that idea.
MMM42: So… uh, who is the fa-
FW: As far as my partnership with D.H., that’s a booking decision by GMtheRick, nothing more. Sure, we have worked well together, and I’m looking forward to beating Attitude Adjuster and that other guy with him –
MMM42: That other guy… You mean Tyson Kincaid?
FW: Yeah, is that his name?
MMM42: Come on, now. You’re not going to tell me you don’t know him?
FW: I haven’t had the chance to do much more than nod at him in the halls.
MMM42: Really? Because I have proof to the contrary.
FW: Oh, really, Mike Wallace?
MMM42 hands her the crumpled picture of Tyson Kincaid and her. She looks at it for a very long time, before shoving it back violently to him and starting to walk away.
MMM42: So, no comment then?
She storms, as only she can, back up to him until she’s nearly nose to nose.
FW: Some bridges were meant to be left burnt.
With that, she storms back to the ring and lands a vicious right hook onto the punch bag, knocking it into Lucios, who then falls back into Phantos.
Lucios: Hey!
Phantos: Hey!
Spirios: Arf!
Sparky: Meow!
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:06:07 GMT -5
SFJ#23 approaches Poe and Selena as they are about to enter their dressing room.
SFJ: Poe, do you have a minute?
Poe: Do you have an intelligent question for me?
SFJ: I just want to get your thoughts on the match you had, or actually didn't have last week.
Poe laughs, which makes Selena laugh too. Poe laughs so hard that even SFJ laughs uncomfortably. Poe then suddenly stops, making a confused Selena stop too.
Poe: My match last week? 'Twas an easy win thanks to Mr. Eric O'Mac. He's a fascinating character that one. He has so much anger inside him. It may be fun to work with that some more, but I can not worry about that now. I have a match this week with my dear friend Seamus and whoever Apocalyptic Existence is.
SFJ: You and Seamus are...friends?
Poe: One question at a time okay cupcake?
Selena starts to circle SFJ.
Poe: Seamus, my dear friend, we are to meet again. No worries. It will be yet another classic encounter. You see, my friend, we both do not get the respect we deserve. Let's show them all what we've got shall we?
Poe then looks to SFJ
Poe: Anything else?
SFJ: I am curious about your previous relationship with Firewoman. She uncharacteristically avoids any confrontation with you and doesn't even seem to want to talk about you.
Selena latches onto Poe.
Poe: Ah, yes, Firewoman. She is a magnificent creature isn't she? Such beauty, such power, such rage. My dear Fire, you have nothing to fear from me. Besides...we'll always have Kobe.
Poe takes Selena by the arm with what appears to be a smile and enter the dressing room, slamming the door in the face of SFJ, who just pouts stupidly and walks away.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:06:35 GMT -5
<Moose walks into the Destroyitarium where Stank is seated at the bar. Moose hands Stank a cellphone and doesn't say a word. Stank looks at Moose for a moment then picks up the phone and plays the voice mail, the voice is unrecognizable, but the message is clear....>
I am a little disappointed in you Moose, I know this kind of mayhem and destruction is right up your alley. There are others that I could send to do the job, but I know you are capable of doing a more thorough job than anyone else. Plus, coming from you would send the message I want delivered. I am prepared to double my initial offer, I will now pay one hundred thousand dollars for you to eliminate Stank. Cripple him, take him out, make him disappear. He is in my way and there is no way for me to do this personally, not at the moment. Get back to me soon
<Stank just sits and stares at the phone for a long time then finally speaks>
S: Dammit
MHJ: You still think I am full of shit?
S:<after a long pause> no
MHJ: someone keeps putting us in matches
S: Yeah, an eight man this week
MHJ: Things happen in eight man matches. I doubt we will be able to keep up our.........style of match in that kind of chaos
S: No, probably not. Plus, it is starting to piss the fans off
MHJ: Like I give a shit about that
S: You may not, but I do, I AM supposed to be a face here
MHJ: Like you were when you were going after Crete's title?
S: Why are you bringing THAT up?
MHJ: Cause thats when you were at your best. Why are you sitting here on your ass wondering who is behind this? Shouldn't you be out rattling some cages trying to find out who is behind this?
S: The cease fire, remember? I don't need a month long vacation
MHJ: I told you, its not from our side
S: And you want me to believe that?
MHJ: This again? Look, if it was from my side, why would they disguise their voice? If it was Bennett, wouldn't he just tell me he wants you taken out? I mean he hates you, and he has never mentioned anything about this to me.
S: Look, this has kind of blind sided me. Seriously, do you have any idea who it could be?
MHJ: I have one idea
S: Who?
MHJ: Crete
S: WHAT? That's insane Moose, really. Holy shit, thats......you need to lay off the Taipei matches or something
MHJ: Think about it Stank, your crusade against him last summer caused him to question himself. You exposed him as the conniving cheat he was, using Glaw to keep the title. You beat him for the title. Since then, he has tried to dress you up like a superhero to get a measure of revenge. You tarnished his reputation, to a "superhero" is there anything worse?
S: But why the hell would he call you of all people?
MHJ: Who knows better than Crete what I am capable of?
<Stank sits silently for a moment, then turns back to the bar and stares into space. Moose walks out of the Destroyitarium>
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:06:56 GMT -5
*Davin is on his CELLPHONE~! in the Run DEA Suites, Presented By Aquafina. Phantos walks in.*
P: Who was that?
DM: Was that where?
P: On the phone.
DM: What phone?
P: YOUR Phone.
DM: Oh, That phone. Yeah, that's my phone.
P: WHO WERE YOU TALKING TO?!?!?!
DM: Well, if you MUST know, I was ordering a pizza because since we're in the real world again; I figured 6 months without a fucking pizza was long enough.
P: Pizza?
DM: Yeah, they don't have any Papa Gino's here, so we have to use a Generic International Chain.
P: Like...
DM: SHHH
P: Fine. When's it coming?
DM: Half hour from like 5 minutes ago now. Go wait for it. It's paid for.
P: Aww man...
DM: GO Barbara Walters, and leave me alone.
P: Who is..
DM: OUT
*Phantos leaves. Davin looks toward a Ninjacam*
DM: Outback Jack, you and I, we've danced before. Now Bennett gives you an extra bonus. Weapons for you, nothing for me. I'll tell ya Jack, that sounds like a good time; and I know you've got no problem kicking my ass for a #1 Contender shot, and I don't have any problem doing the same. Bring your weapons. Bring them all; because you're going to need them. I'm gonna kick your ass anyway. So, it's time to Cowboy Up, and let the idiots take the ring for a match to tear down the roof.
Just know, you'll be finishing on your back.
And LD, I REALLY hope you're watching, and not getting yourself all tied-up with some nothing like Tytan. Your boss, your puppetmaster, has decided to make me wrestle people I actually like. What he didn't count on, is they all know the deal; and know I'm not letting up on them. But LD, I really hope you're watching, because after this minor nuisance from Bennett; guess who's next?
*fade*
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:07:17 GMT -5
(Spin Hansen comes running down a hallway BUT THEN...)
GM TheRick: Hansen, STOP. The cease-fire still is in force.
Spin: But... but... Wrath...
GMtR: It's for the good of the company and to keep me from getting killed. Wrath never declared toward one side or another. He's neutral.
Spin: So that means that if I bail, I can...
(GMtR shakes his head sadly, then suddenly has an idea.)
GMtR: You do know who else is neutral, Spin? Josh O'Neal. He's alone in DeBeers' locker room. It's thattaway.
Spin: MURDER! (He turns around and rushes towards DeBeers's place.)
GMtR: All too easy.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:07:36 GMT -5
<Moose watches Spin run by with murder in his eyes, they turns back to the Official OOWF Vending Machine and reaches in and grabs his bounty. Just then Firewoman walks up to the machine>
MHJ: Oh, Fire, here <Moose offers a Hershey bar to Fire>
Fire: What? You too? Is this because of my..........condition?
MHJ: No, I.....
FW: You know, I expected better from you Moose! DAMMIT WHEN ARE YOU AND THESE OTHER DOLTS GOING TO GET THAT THROUGH YOUR HEAD? I am FINE! I don't NEED help!
MHJ: Look I.....
FW: NO! YOU LOOK HERE! When I came to the OOWF all I wanted was a shot! And I got that, not because I was a woman but because I kicked all kinds of ass! I am not going to be treated differently because you idiots think I need someone to pull my chair out for me and bring me things!
MHJ: I just.....
FW: You just, you just! DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD I HAVE TRAINED? I am not going to throw all this away because SOMEone thought it was a good idea to spread the rumors about me! I will tell you exactly what I am going to do to Attitude Adjuster when I.....
MHJ: will you SHUT THE FUCK UP! The machine dropped two Hershey bars, do you want a goddamn candy bar or not?
FW: I.....uhhhhh <Fire turns a shade of red, then snatches the candy bar and turns away and walks away without another word>
MHJ: And people wonder why I hate everyone
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:07:57 GMT -5
(Tytan's new music "Save Yourself" by Stabbing Westward" plays and he makes he way toward the ring. He enters the ring to the chants "Tytans gonna kill you!" He poses a couple of times and then takes the mic.)
Tytan: Well...well...well..It looks like people are finally beginning to realize that. LD it looks like you finally stepped out and opened your mouth. (Some crowd cheers,some boos) Good. That's means one thing...I found away to get into your head. That's exactly what I wanted to do. Now I'm going to be in your head like that annoying song that you can't forget, and it's only gonna get worse.
("Tytans gonna kill you!" chants start up some more.)
Don't get me wrong LD I respect you as a champion and you have been one hell of a champion. But you have something that I want and I am going to take it from you and it's as simple as 1-2-3.
I know you got a track record and you have beat everyone that has come your way and that's impressive but there's one thing that you haven't done. (The crowd lets out a loud "What?") You haven't stepped in the ring with me.
Oh and Davin you think I'm nothing! Well after I take the title from LD why don't you and I get in the ring and I will prove you wrong!
(Cheers from the crowd)
And as far as the other two members of the Final Three. Don't think I forgot about you. Dead and Spin...boys get ready for a fight. I already took out one now all I have to decide is which one of you two chumps is going to be next. So eat your Wheaties boys you are going to need it!
(Tytan's music starts up and he drops the mic and stands on the ring post corner and poses to the crowd.)
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:08:14 GMT -5
(Later on that night we can see Tytan at a liquer store placing a large order.)
Tytan: That's right deliver two cases of Gusiness and two cases of Whiskey to the Destroyitarium for Stank and OBJ. It must get there the same time the four strippers get there. They are going to deliver this message to them.
"Time to discuss some business. -Tytan "
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:08:46 GMT -5
(We see the OOWF World Tag Team Champions standing in front of the OOWF logo. Both Men have Championship belts around their waists (like all champions should.) Both have microphones.)
Phantos: Whooooooo! World Tag Team Champions! Live!
Lucios: Yes. Finally, after weeks and weeks we have solidified our spot as the Best Tag Team in the business today.
Phantos: OOWF World Tag Team Championships?
Lucios: Check.
Phantos: More wins than any other tag team in the company since we arrived?
Lucios: Check.
Phantos: Become the Measuring Stick, the standard for tag team wrestling?
Lucios: CHECK.
Phantos: So What's next?
Lucios: Nothing. There is nothing left to do. We've beaten them all. Capellan & Viper? wrestled us, and split up. The Defenstrators? Lost the Championships to us, and Ecosystem was never the same afterwards. They're gone. The BFF? Rather than face us, they left town with their tails tucked between their legs. The Heels? Hi Johnny! How's that rehabilitation going? Even our old friends The Midnight Sons haven't dared face us since losing these Championships themselves. When was the last time they wrestled together?
Phantos: So, what you're saying Luc, is we've eliminated all of the competition.
Lucios: What I'm saying Partner, we are now not just The Measuring Stick, We are now Division Killers
(fade to black)
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:09:08 GMT -5
**SFJ#42 catches up to L.D. Williams.**
SFJ#42: “L.D., Tytan has had a number of things to say about you this week. Your thoughts.”
LD: “Well, Tytan is half right. He is annoying. But, inside my head? Please. Tytan, I socialize with Moosehead Jack. Do you really think I’m susceptible to mind games? Just because I remember your name, it doesn’t mean I’m obsessed with beating you.”
SFJ#42: “What do you think about Tytan’s challenge to Davin Moreland?”
LD: “Seems to me Tytan should focus on beating Dead and Spin before he starts making plans to defend a belt he hasn’t won yet. Oh, and Davin, the only strings Bennett seems to be pulling are yours. I’m not ignoring you, and I’m certainly not hiding. Talk to Rick, talk to Bennett, talk to AA and his championship committee if you have to. Do what you need to do to get a title shot, and I’ll be waiting.”
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:09:35 GMT -5
(Tytan in the middle of a workout session is visited by the stranger in the Shadows.)
(Tytan finishes a set on the bench press when all of a sudden the Stranger speaker.)
Voice: You keep on talking like you already have the shot at the PPV. Are you not worried about Dead and Spin?
Tytan: Look, I worry about those that actually want me to worry about them. Right now as far as it look it seems Dead and Spin agree with me. No one is talking about our elimination match and it seems like the other two don't even care as long as they get a title shot.
Voice: So that's enough reason not to worry about them?
Tytan: Don't get me wrong I am still preparing for them, but I am also getting ready because I can be the one that gets the shot at the PPV. I am still focused but the goal is not even further out.
Voice: Nice, I like those sounds.
Tytan: Now a question from me to you?
Voice: Go ahead.
Tytan: Was that you at Mayhem?
Voice: Perhaps. But then again you may never know.
Tytan: So when am I actually going to see who you are?
Voice: In due time Tytan when all is said and done you will know who I am.
(Just then Tytan heres some running at notices that his Stranger is gone/)
Fade
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 23, 2008 20:09:55 GMT -5
*Davin Moreland is STANDING at the Gorilla Position...WITH A MIC*
DM: LD, if you REALLY wanted the match, you would be begging your puppetmaster to end this stupidness and give me the match, You haven't done that LD? Why? My guess is that it's one of two things. First, you're scared of me. Now LD, I've never seen you scared of a wrestler in your life; so if it were that one, it would surprise me. Secondly, you're scared to defy your master, LJ Bennett. Why is that LD? Why are you SO scared to go against your massa? Is massa gonna beat you if you get out of line? Is he gonna take away your birthday?
DM: What is it LD? What is it that prevents you from going to Massa Bennett and saying "Give me a match with Davin"? You sit here and yap about how you're not ducking me; but you're the World Champ, LD. You can make a match just by snapping your fingers. Rick won't stop you. I won't stop you. No one will stop you; except Massa Bennett.
DM: Where do your loyalties lie, LD? Do they lie with your Massa Bennett? Do they lie with winning this interminable war? Or do they, like they used to, lie with being the baddest dude in this company? Loyalty is a funny thing LD. You see, I'm a loyal guy too. Sure, I'm loyal to Team Rick; I've spilled more blood than anyone. I'm loyal to Run DEA and my teammates, but when it boils down to it LD, nothing, and I mean NOTHING, gets in the way of my ultimate loyalty. Loyalty to Davin Moreland and doing what's best for him.
DM: That used to be you, LD. You used to do what was best for you; and hang with those you respected. Now, you're just a pawn for Your Massa Bennett. *changes voice to try to sound like Bennett* "LD, I'm going to put Davin in 5 #1 Contenders Matches before he faces you now" *imitates LD with the squeaky voice* "B...but Massa Bennett...I's a wants to fights Davin so's I can shut him up!" "LD, are you questioning me?" "N..n..no Massa Bennett" "Good, you're going to wrestle jobbers and get booked like a chickenshit because you won't fight anyone." "But...Massa Bennett, I's the toughest dude in the OOWF" "Are you questioning me LD?" "No sah Massa Bennett sah"
DM: You can sit here and say I'm wrong all you want LD; but the reality of the situation is, it's EXACTLY like I say it is, and you know it. I'm here if you ever grow a set.
*drops mic*
*fade*
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