OOWF Blood on the Walls PPV

[mooseheadjack]

UNDERDAWG vs. DONOVAN VIPER vs. CANADIAN DRAGON – Triple Threat Ladder Match for the OOWF World Title[/b]

Dragon comes to the ring first and climbs the ladder and sits perched atop it waiting for the others. UnderDawg comes in next and glares at Dragon for a moment then focuses on the entrance and Donovan Viper. Finally Viper makes his way to the ring, he and Dawg lock eyes and stare each other down. The ref ring s the bell, we are underway. Canadian Dragon watches the two for a moment, then flies off the ladder (why didn’t he just reach up and take the title?) and dropkicks UD in the back sending him over the top rope, landing right next to DV. Viper puts the boots to Dawg. Inside the ring, Dragon tries to scurry back up the ladder to the title, but Viper slips into the ring and knocks the ladder over. The match sees a lot of back and forth action, Viper spends the bulk of the match avoiding UD, which frustrates Dawg to no end, Dawg, there fore has to spend a lot of time knocking CD off the ladder. To his credit, Canadian Dragon will not stay down. The end of the match comes with Donovan Viper is laid out, finished after a Dragon Sleeper has sent him to dreamland, we are going to have a new world champion as soon as one of the two climb the ladder! Canadian Dragon is half way up the ladder, UD catches him and pulls him off the ladder choke slamming him to the mat, as CD flies from the middle of the ladder he clips the referee on his way down, the ref falls to the mat as well. It looks like a car wreck out there! That leaves UD as the last man standing. UD looks up at the title, rolls his eyes in the back of his head and begins that long climb to the top. Just as UD starts climbing, The Devil’s Brigade come to the ring, Camby slides under the ropes, O’Neil reaches under the ring and pulls out a table. He quickly sets it up a few feet from the ring. Camby gets under Dawg and pulls him off the ladder; Camby has UD up for a power bomb! Camby gets a running start and THROWS UNDERDAWG OVER THE TOP ROPE! Running power bomb! UD crashes through the table! OH MY GOD! Dawg is dead! Camby goes over to Viper and tries to stir him, meanwhile Dragon is back up and climbing the ladder, slowly, trying to clear the cobwebs. TO sees this and gets in the ring and starts to climb as well. Dragon gets to the top and reaches for the title, Tommy swings and connects with the left hook. Dragon falls off the ladder, obviously out cold already, and hits the mat with a sick thud. TO jumps down and revives the ref, Viper is now on his feet as well. Camby and O’Neil leave the ring and beat on UD some more, Microplay comes out to make the save on UD, Camby and O’Neil take him down as well. Viper slowly climbs to the top, reaches up, and grabs the title IT’S OVER!
WINNER in 39:47 Donovan Viper

The Devil’s Brigade escapes from Microplay and collect the champ and help him to the back. The show closes with the camera focusing on Canadian Dragon, still out cold in the middle of the ring, and UnderDawg lying in the wreckage of the table.

Ross: WHAT A MATCH! I cannot believe Donovan Viper retained the title! I thought for sure he would lose it tonight. Of course he needed outside help to get the job done.
Razz: sometimes its better to be lucky than good, but at this rate, you gotta wonder when Viper’s luck is going to run out.
Ross: That’s all the time we have for this week! For Razz, I’m Ross, GOODNIGHT!

Thanks for coming out and watching LIVE OOWF action be sure to check out OOWF MidWeek Mayhem! Live, April 27th, Live! From the Santuck Flea Market in Slapout, Alabama!
And be sure to check out the OOWF May PPV, Live May 29th from Slaughter Beach, Delaware!

For more details, check out our website! oowf.pantslessfury.com/oowf !

And for all your OOWF shopping needs, check out www.cafepress.com/oowfshirts for t-shirts, coffee mugs and hats of your favorite OOWF stars!

This has been an OOWF production, produced by the Chugger-Jack-Foreskin production company in accordance with Ecosystem Ltd.

[mooseheadjack]

"By hook or crook, I will prevail! Is there anyone in this Fed that can stop me! What happened to MORTE and JW WESTGAARD can happen to you!

I see my former tag team partner Mercury didn't fare too well tonight. I warned him not to stray from my lessons! Don't come crawling back to me now that you have a notch in your L column. Pathetic! Figured it out yet? Connected the dots? I'm not like the average geek on the street! I've earned my keep! Mercury, your either with me or against me! So what's it gonna be!?"

(Kicks, cusses, departs)

[mooseheadjack]

*Chris Alt sits alone in the dark in his locker room, wiping the blood off his face with a towel. Slowly, he turns toward the camera*

CA: You beat me tonight, Niles. I'm not going to sit here and offer up any excuses. It was a fair fight. It was clean. And you beat me. But don't think for a minute that you've won the war. We'll meet again. And again. And probably again after that. As long as there's breath in both of our bodies, we'll still be at each other's throats. Congratulations, Niles. Good luck with your championship shot.
Oh, Donovan Viper? You screwed Underdawg and Canadian Dragon out of the title tonight. But don't think for a second that title is safe. Because if Niles Anderson doesn't take it from you, I WILL find a way.

*fade to black*

[mooseheadjack]

*In a dark room SFJ#13 is standing nervously while Canadian Dragon examines his safe.*

SFJ#13: "Ummmm...what exactly are we doing here?"

CD: "Ummmm, hello...secrect safe....Canadian Dragon...obvious I'm about to take something away from somebody in the OOWF."

SFJ#13: "Yeah...where are we exactly?"

*CD picks up a cordless power drill and starts to put a couple of holes into the safe.*

CD: "Yeah...it's kinda a secret. Why did you think I put a blindfold on you?"

SFJ#13: "Well I...you know...that we could...well..."

*CD turns around and gives SFJ#13 an odd look.*

CD: "What kind of sick freak are you? I mean a guy blindfolds you, take you to a dark room with a camera and you want to get kinky? God damm what is it with you sexy female journalists?"

SFJ#13: "Well it's just...um...but seriously, what's with the drill? I mean what would you be putting in the safe that would need air?"

*CD turns off the drill and laughs.*

CD: ""You'll soon find out. Oh, and can you put this away for me?"

*CD tosses the drill at SFJ#13 who reacts too slowly and gets knocked out.*

CD: "Damn...I though you knew how to handle battery operated tools?"

[mooseheadjack]

Tommy O'Neill and Harper Camby help a bloody and bruised Donovan Viper to the first aid room, where they lay him on a table. Viper turns and sees Johnny Adrenaline bandaged and in obvious pain on the next table.

DV: Champ! You made it out alive with the belt!

JA: As did you! Good job, champ!

DV: That Beast is one touch giant bitch. The handcuffs were genius. (ouch!)

JA: Thanks. Although between Beast and Underdawg, I don't know who I'd rather face. Man, look at this huge gash on my head! (oy!)

DV: Damn, bro. That's crazy. But what the hell, we're still champs, right? (f*ck!)

JA: Haha, that's right we are! Long live the kings! Did you also notice that we're the only two superstars ever interviewed on OOWF.com? (wince!)

DV: Of course I have. Who else would they interview? Everyone else in this company, they're all bottom-feeding jobbers. (nurse, hurry up with those painkillers, bitch!) Not the successful championship calibre of Viper and Adrenaline.

JA: Exactly. Viper and Adrenaline. (damn, that smarts! hey nurse! some vicodin, please!) That sounds good together. Perhaps if we ever lose these titles, we should form a tag team and get those belts, too.

DV: Well, I guess that means we'll never be a tag team, because we won't ever lose these belts, will we? (I need stitches!)

JA: Haha, I'll drink to that! Ow! My precious head!

[mooseheadjack]

Sexy Female Journalist #31 is backstage with F.F. Capslock.

SFJ31- So FF, why did you and Stank interfere in the final match of the OOWF Invitational Tag Tournament?

FF- That's all you have to ask? We just won a brutal cage match and you want to ask about somebody elses match? Who gives a sh*t? Carl and Eric are the #1 Contenders, now. Good for them. Stank and I don't need a #1 Contender status to know we're the best. Just look at our match tonight. Hellion and Corax, who used to be the top guys in the company, threw everything they had at us, but it wasn't enough now was it.

SFJ31- uh...no?

FF- Good job honey, way to earn that paycheck. Anyways, so we aren't the Tag Team Champions, who cares? We've never been given a title shot. OOWF management has something against us.

SFJ31- Oh, come on. You really think that...what's that smell?

Stank enters from off-screen.

S- Hey man.

FF- Yeah, whats goin' on Stinky?

S- I'm wondering what we do about this partnership here. Are we gonna keep rollin' with this?

FF- Uh...jeez, man I dunno. Let's go to a bar and discuss this over a vicious beating.

S- You still have that "Hell's Angels Are All Mama's Boys" T-Shirt?

FF- You know it.

They walk off screen.

[mooseheadjack]

Mercury is backstage, icing ankle off.

MRC: I am sick and tired of bieng overlooked. I made an example of Thim tonight. I beat him within an inch of his life. I shouldnt have stopped, I should have killed him.

But, I make one promise tonight. My next opponent will feel the Mercury and the Lead Poisaning.

[mooseheadjack]

SFJ16: Johnny Adrenaline, you did it again, somehow managing to retain your title...

JA: Somehow? Somehow nothin'! I'm out here week after week, defending my title against all comers, and every week I walk away the champ. Whether it's handcuffs, a six iron, a car muffler, Johnny ALWAYS gets the job done, because Johnny... Knows... Best. I bet you forgot that, huh?

SFJ16: Well, what you didn't mention was L.D. Williams interfering in your matches. This marks yet another instance of THAT happening.

JA: So what? I just so happen to have a lot of people, L.D. included, that like seeing this title around my waist. It's good for company morale. It's good for the fans. It's good for business. How do you think you get paid around here?

SFJ16: Speaking of friends, we saw you mingling with OOWF World Champion Donovan Viper earlier.

JA: And? The IC Champ can't "mingle" with the World Champ? Donnie is the best damn World Champ we've ever had around here. I like Donnie. I respect Donnie. Me and Donnie are like this [knocks closed fists together]. And those two boys he's got runnin' with him now... they're gonna be all right.

SFJ16: Well, what about YOUR running buddies, Revolution XX winning the OOWF Tag Team Invitational?

JA: They said they were gonna do it, and they did. Am I supposed to be surprised? Am I supposed to go throw them a party? Believe me, Carl and Eric don't need ME throwing them a party. Whatever they're doing to celebrate, I promise you they're not doing it alone, if you get my drift. Speaking of alone, why don't you come back with me to the penthouse suite at the hotel and we can enjoy this bottle of champagne?

SFJ16: How bout you answer one more question?

JA: Shoot...

SFJ16: L.D. Williams lost his match to Semaj B. earlier tonight. He had your back in your match? Where were you when Attitude Adjuster clobbered him with a chair to cost him the match?

JA: Oh, here ya go again. Once again, people around here TRYING to concoct some kind of problem between me and L.D. L.D. gets it all the time, and now you're throwin it on me? Come on, baby. So L.D. lost his match. Big deal. That match meant NOTHING in the grand scheme of things. The business that had to be handled tonight, got handled appropriately: Rev X won the tourament and I'm still the Intercontinental Champion of the world. So whay don't you deal with that?

SFJ16: The only reason I brought it up is that checking the OOWF Rankings after tonight, I believe, and I may be wrong, that L.D. Williams, despite his loss, is now the #1 Contender... to YOUR Intercontinental Title. Deal with THAT, you creep!

[SFJ #16 takes off, leaving Johnny silent, with an unsure look on his face.]