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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 11:40:53 GMT -5
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem Live! From Dallas, Georgia
OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match[/u] Poe vs. Davin Moreland
Alexander Darling & Ecosystem vs. Stank & Firewoman Tytan vs. Moosehead Jack LD Williams vs. Matt Folz The Midnight Sons & Outback Jack vs. IHOP Concrete TG & Ravenna Blue vs. Team Fuel
Card subject to Hogzilla attack
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 11:41:32 GMT -5
**matte is outdoors, he sees hogzilla**
h: snarl
m: stfu
**bunny sttacks hogzilla**
m: uhm
b: ayo
**hogzilla eats bunny's costume**
r: fuck
m: hm
h: snarl
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 11:44:15 GMT -5
[OOC: Wow...dunno if I can top that Promo of the Year material there....]
Firewoman finds herself post-match in GMtheRick's office. GMtheRick appears to be very unhappy.
GMtR: What the fuck is wrong with you?
FW: My ribs hurt. My face is bleeding. My--
GMtR: That's NOT what I mean and you KNOW it. Did you really...SERIOUSLY...just try to kill one of MY WRESTLERS in MY RING?
FW: Technically, no...
GMtR: Technically?
FW: If I had wanted him dead, he would be.
GMtR: I'm not buying that. Moose had to stop you...good God, do you hear what I said? MOOSEHEAD JACK actually STOPPED random violence.
FW: It wasn't random. He attacked me backstage...
GMtR: IT'S FUCKING WRESTLING. IT HAPPENS ALL THE TIME.
FW: Dude, calm down...you've just got back and already you look like you're headed for a stroke. Look... Folz wanted a match where we would come close to killing ourselves, I was merely--
GMtR: You were merely being the homicidal maniac I tried to warn the board about. But no, they wanted to take the chance...
FW: And it's worked out well... mostly...
GMtR: Even after the war, Davin said he could keep you under control, and that all that stuff from Japan was just rumor and misunderstanding, and the board said "Sure..." And now I have a fist full of felonies committed on LIVE TELEVISION I have to explain to them.
FW: He was asking for it. I mean, we DO have tape of him asking for it....
GMtR: No, they now are looking at the skyrocketing liability insurance and the occasionally threat of congressional investigations, and they expect me to "do something" with you.
Firewoman and Rick look at each other.
GMtR: I suppose getting you another shrink is out of the question.
FW: You can try.
GMtR: I'm not going to aid and abet any more of your SVU cases. And I can't suspend you because Moose won't let me.
At that moment, Kayfabe comes out of the shadows and narrowly misses GMtheRick's scalp with her katana. She does, however, slice his Yankees cap to ribbons.
GMtR: Dammit. Forgot about her since I've been gone. I mean... uh ... Posters for next week's match have been printed or... something. So no, you aren't suspended.
FW: Sparkles. See you...
GMtR: No, just wait. I have to keep the rest of the company safe.
FW: Oh please....
GMtR: Not to mention, I'm sure Folz's allies might want to speak with you.
FW: So bring 'em on.
GMtR: Not happening. That'll set off a full scale war back stage as your allies attack them, and... no, here's what we'll do. You're grounded.
FW: What?
GMtR: Grounded. Like when you were a kid? Didn't your mom ever ground you?
FW: The Whore was never exactly in a position to --
GMtR: Whatever, you're grounded. As in you aren't leaving the V's suite of locker rooms...the....
FW: The Chamber.
GMtR: Isn't that a bondage store in Columbus?
FW: Shhh! They don't know that.
GMtR: Fine. Whatever. Yes. When you're in the storyline....I mean...arena, you're confined to the Chamber. The locker room...not the store. If you have to leave for whatever reason, OOWF security will accompany you.
FW: That's bullshit, Rick, Poe has done shitloads worse and--
GMtR: It's that or you're fired.
FW: Wait....you'll fire me, but not ....
GMtR: Look, this is the best I can do to rewrite what I had planned for a suspension, okay?
FW: Fine. This does NOT sparkle with me.
GMtR: I'm not surprised. Now ... get out.
Firewoman glares at him, and appears to be tempted to do something, but changes her mind and leaves, with the encouragement of OOWF security, and they escort her to the Chamber. She flips them off and slams the door.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 11:47:38 GMT -5
(Tytan hits the wearing the Yankee jersey that Moose warned him about. (See I told you it wasn't happening.) He grabs the mic and speaks.)
Tytan: Moose...the chance is finally here. And you know what you don't realize how thrilled I am! I have been off the grid for the last couple of days working with some friends of mine and getting some special training. I am also currently in the middle of writing a book for National Novel Writing Month. (www.nanowrimo.org) But finally the chance to get you one on one. The Legend himself....I am going to get a chance to out wrestle you. I know you are going to come out here and talk your talk about how this is going to be a war and how there is going to be blood. You know what Moose we have heard it all before maybe it's time to go and get a new script. Because let me tell you something my friend....(Heads straight to the camera.) IT ain't happening! You think this match is going to be an easy walk in the park.Think again! You think you are going to make me bleed! Think...no you know that just might happen. But you think you are going to be the one that is going to win the match! Think Again! Moose I have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time now. And do you think there is going to be any chance in hell I am going to blow this one! Think again! Moose I am going to be the one that will break you.
Oh and one more thing The Phillies suck!
(He drops the mic rolls out and leaves the ring)
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 11:53:06 GMT -5
OOWF Ninja Cams find themselves someplace they never thought they would. They are at a shopping mall in Atlanta, Georgia. Specifically, they are in the women's shoes section. And they are following around...Samantha Darling-Moreland, Alexis Darling, and Spencer Darling. The three look like they've been giving the Darling family credit cards quite the work out.
AD: Look, all I'm saying is that this is a completely different world. Just because you're tending bar doesn't mean you'll be "hands off." You can easily get yourself in the middle of something and get hurt.
SD: Oh my gosh, will you shut up? I've been in mosh pits, I think I can handle myself.
AD: Wrestling isn't a concert, Spencer. It's dangerous.
SD: Oh please, I see the booking meetings that happen in the Destroyitarium. It's all choreographed and the guys get together and--
Kayfabe swings on a rope hanging from the ceiling of the mall and swings her katana Alexis pulls Spencer out of the way in the nick of time. Kayfabe lands on her feet, points her finger at the three of them in warning, and disappears.
SD: What the fuck?
AD: See what I mean?
SMD: Listen to your sister, she's right.
SD: Oh, go away.
SMD: You know, Daddy must be completely beside himself. Three of his daughters involved in a business he always said was beneath us. Spencer, you should just go home, and --
SD: OMG, you choose now to give a damn about my career choices? You didn’t care so much when I was growing up—
SMD: Well, excuse me for going to college—
SD: I don’t think working on your MRS degree counts as “going to college.”
SMD: Neither does majoring in “Lesbian Until Graduation”
SD: I’m still a lesbian--
SMD: You haven’t graduated yet.
SD: And just because Alexis can’t make up her mind about who she sleeps with—
AD: HEY!!
SMD: Oh, I think Alexis has made up her mind—
SD: Well, yeah, at birth.
AD: HEY HEY!! Let’s just all shut up about it, shall we? We are in PUBLIC, for God’s sake.
Samantha and Spencer both look down, as they realize they are in public, and that there are all sorts of eyes upon them.
AD: Now dammit, I know we all have our individual issues with each other, but we need to get at least on the same page as far as OOWF is concerned.
SMD: (sighing). You know….you’re right. With Moosehead Jack and Firewoman on the same side… and related? Lexie, you seriously did not know?
AD: Nope… she never said a thing.
SD: I thought you two were…”close.”
Spencer grins, as Samantha looks at her disapprovingly.
AD: There are many things Fire doesn’t talk about… I mean… she’s aligned with Moose and LD and Poe? I didn’t see that coming at all.
SMD: Me neither…. You don’t think…..
AD: It crossed my mind.
SD: What?
AD: Never mind. The point is with that group together, we need to put our stupid family issues aside, at least for the time being and watch each other’s backs.
SD: We do? Why? We aren’t wrestlers.
SMD: Alexis is. And it doesn’t matter to some people in the OOWF anyway. We all can be the Achilles heel for people who want to get at Alexander, or Davin.
AD: Or DH Magnusson.
SD: What?
AD: Nothing……..
SMD: Okay, so let’s agree. No more bickering. At least not in public, and we watch each other’s backs at the Arena.
AD: Agreed. Spencer?
SD: What?
AD: C’mon….
SD: Fine, yes. Whatever.
SMD: Good. I’m buying this pair of shoes and then we’re outta here.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 11:55:01 GMT -5
*Samantha Darling-Moreland is CARRYING~! several bags of clothes and shoes. Davin Moreland is watching Poe tape with his notebook handy in Davin Moreland's Locker Room, presented by Dunkin' Donuts. He sighs as he sees Samantha with all her bags*
DM: Damn, woman, how many more shoes do you need?
SDM: Hmm... *she grabs several bags with shoes in them* This many more.
DM: Awesome. Davin Moreland's wife is trying to bankrupt Davin Moreland. Davin Moreland's trying to start a college fund, not a shoe fund.
SDM: Oh, well, these are gifts from Daddy.
DM: *perks up* You got a credit card from your father?
SDM: No, you high?
DM: That would be why you don't have one.
SDM: Well, I'm gonna put these away, you gonna promo?
DM: Yup. Where's Moonbeam?
SDM: I just got here, ass. How should I know?
DM: Fine. *yelling* MOONBEAM!!
*Suddenly, Kevin Kelly comes out of the shadows*
KK: Davin Moreland...I have to say that -
DM: Shut up. Where's Moonbeam?
KK: Who is Moonbeam? I just -
DM: GET OUT OF HERE you....you...HERMAPHRODITE!
*He runs away scared. Moonbeam comes from the other room, high as a kite*
SFJ420: Dude, I just got soo...
DM: Shut it.
SFJ420: Sammy got this killer...
DM: Shut UP! Dammit! Davin Moreland wants to cut a promo on Poe the [redacted]! What is wrong with you people?
SFJ420: Dude sorry...uh...hold on *she grabs her mic* I'm here with Davin Moreland, Davin? This week you've got a rematch with Poe -
DM: the [redacted]
SFJ420: Umm, sure. Poe the [redacted]. You have both had your battles in the past, what will make this one any different?
DM: Nothing.
SFJ420: Nothing?
DM: Nope. Davin Moreland will snap that ankle if it's the last thing Davin Moreland ever does. That's a promise.
SFJ420: But, like, you're a face now, and he's a big heel, and champ and...
DM: Nothing is different. Davin Moreland will snap that ankle and take Davin Moreland's World Championship that Poe the [redacted] has been nice enough to hold. Poe the [redacted], will tap, to the ankle lock.
SFJ420: And if he doesn't?
DM: Then Davin Moreland will DIAMOND CUT his sorry ass right through the ring. Davin Moreland doesn't care.
SFJ420: Some people say you don't have a chance this week, Davin.
DM: Which people?
SFJ420: Umm...SOME people.
DM: Those people are stupid people. Davin Moreland is a 3-time World Heavyweight Champion. Davin Moreland is a 2-time Onslaught Champion using "I Quit" matches as my stip. Davin Moreland thinks Poe the [redacted] has been very quiet in the background, hiding from Fatty Fat F-f-f-fat and Moosehead Quinn's bluster and OOH SCARY BLOOD DEATH PAIN OUCHIES! Poe the [redacted] knows Davin Moreland. Poe the [redcated] might be best served leaving Selena the Talentless at home. Davin Moreland doubts she'd want to see Poe the [redacted]'s ankle get snapped.
DM: Then again, she'd probably like that.
SFJ420: Thank you for your...
DM: THIS INTERVIEW IS OVER!
*fade*
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 11:55:42 GMT -5
(Tytan leaves the ring...and bumps right into Ecosystem, who grabs him by the shirt and shoves him against the wall.)
Tytan: I didn't know you were strong enough to do that.
Eco: When you're angry, the endorphins released are often powerful enough to compel feats of strength otherwise impossible.
Tytan: ...got it. And you're angry because...I said the Phillies suck?
Eco: No.
Tytan: Because Firewoman's interference screwed us out of the tag titles AGAIN?
Eco: Kind of. More to the point though, Fire damn near killed Folz in ring. Let me say that slower, she damn near KILLED our partner. And no one stopped her.
Tytan: Well, we ran out--
Eco: And we couldn't get through. And OF COURSE (Eco kicks over a crate) WE COULDN'T FUCKING GET THROUGH BECAUSE THERE ARE MORE OF THEM THAN US!
Tytan: Well, we knew that. They're the Five and we're three guys. We can't help that they're cowards and--
(Eco slaps Tytan)
Tytan: HEY!
Eco: I KNOW ALL THAT! I know that. We can't help it--but OTHERS CAN! Where the FUCK was everyone else? Where the FUCK was Drink and Destroy? Where the FUCK was everyone who supposedly cares about justice in this fucking company?
Tytan: Look, you better calm down--
Eco: I'M NOT GOING TO FUCKING CALM DOWN!
(With that, Eco grabs a fire extinguisher, and throws it through the hood of a nearby car. The fire alarm goes off.)
Tytan: That's way too loud...you better turn it off.
Eco: Fine. I think I will.
(Eco walks over with the fire extinguisher and starts bashing the windows and hood in.)
Eco: MAYBE THIS NOISE WILL DROWN IT OUT? HUH? HUH?
(Glass is spraying and a big chunk opens a gash in Eco's arm.)
Eco: FUCK!
Tytan: Partner! You okay?
Eco: ...FUCK!
Tytan: We need to get you a bandage--
Eco: NO! I'M FUCKING OKAY!
(Eco pushes off Tytan.)
Tytan: If you do that again, I'm going to rip your head off.
Eco: If you come near me again, you're going to find out if I can't do the same right back.
(There is a pause.)
Eco: I'm okay. But you know who's not okay? This locker room. I'm going to go have words with Drink and Destroy. Then I'm going to have some words with our beloved heroes. Then I'm going to talk with that third-person self-aggrandizing fucktard Davin Moreland and that ungrateful son-of-a-bitch fuck I'm teaming with this week, Alexander Darling. And you know what they're going to do? They're going to tell me just where they stand. Because I've helped a lot of people since I came back, Tytan. You, Darling, Hansen, plenty of folks. You're the only one who reciprocated. And I'll be damned if I'm going to let you or anyone else stick their necks out for fuckers who could only give two shits when it's their own safety on the line.
(Eco storms off.)
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 11:56:07 GMT -5
Poe is sitting on the couch in Chamber V with Selena in his lap. He is smoking hookah while Selena watches OOWF-TV.
SG: *sings* There he gooooes. There he goooes agaaain...
Poe: What do you mean goddess?
SG: They like seriously have all his interviews in the film room somewhere and just reshow them from time the time.
Poe: Hmm...you may have a point.
SG: ok, ready for my Davin Moreland impersonation? Ok, here it goes.
Selena fake poses like the Hulk.
SG: Davin Moreland is great. Davin Moreland is a Three-time World Champ. Poe [the redacted]. I'm gona snap your ankle. Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Poe: That was a great job Goddess.
Selena waves her hand out regally.
SG: Thank you, thank you, no applause.
Poe: Davin Moreland, you say I've been quiet. Well, what more do I need to say? I've held this title for most of the last year...a title I took from you. So, I do not fret over Davin Moreland the Great. Enjoy your moment back in the Main Event. It won't last long. Namaste.
Selena leans back against Poe and waves.
SG: Smile for the camera Davin Suckland.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 11:56:33 GMT -5
Matt Folz finally out of the hospital, walking through the OOWF arena. Smiling slightly as he walks by Chamber V and thinking about the grounded Fire. Making his way to the team TEaM locker room.
Tytan and Eco looking up surprised.
E: Didn't expect to see you back here this quick.
T (Still wearing the motherfucking Yankee jersey): You ok man? Not going to start attacking every mirror you see are you?
MF (Laughing): No, no, still a slight concussion, few headaches, but my mind is right, and I'm sure as hell not going to let that bitch scare me off.
E: Maybe you should take the week o...
MF: Fuck that, I've got medical clearance, and not letting the V dictate the terms of my career. Came here to compete against the best, and putting aside what I think about him personally, Mr Williams is one of the best wrestlers in the world, should be a wrestling classic.
E: Just know we've got your back.
MF: I know, saw your promo, and I've got yours too, either of you need me at ringside for your matches, you've got it.
Folz thinking, smiling.
MF (To Eco): Made any decisions about War Games yet?
E: Not yet
MF: If you do choose us, just asking for one request.
E:What?
MF: I want in first. If my suspicion is correct, and they send in who I think they're sending in first, I want her alone in the cage for 5 minutes.
E: Then you know the possiblity that you could be out numbered the entire match then, if that happens.
MF: Dosen't matter to me, want to get my hands on all of them anyway.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 11:57:01 GMT -5
There is a knock on the door of The Chamber and Selena Gomez skips to answer it. She opens the door to see a man and a woman, wearing what can only be described as 'sleazy clubwear' standing there.
SG: Um...hi?
Sleazy Man: Yeah, we got a job here?
SG: A job?
Sleazy Woman: Someone called for some...entertainment....
SG: Do you guys sing?
SM: If you pay us enough. So....look, how old are you?
SG: Seventeen.
SW: Sorry, sweets, but I got a record already. I'm not doing--
Poe: Selena? Who is at the door?
SG: Entertainers! They're going to sing!
SM: Did you call "Happy Endings Escort Service?"
SG: What? Where are we going?
Poe: No, I most certainly did not. But I have a feeling I know who did. Your services will not be necessary.
SW: Too bad, dude. We charge $150 an hour, with a mandatory two hour minimum, and we're not leaving until...
Poe: Fine. (he opens his wallet and gives them a large quantity of money). That should take care of your time. Now please leave.
The two check the amount, appear to be pleased, and leave. Poe closes the door and sighs in irritation.
SG: That wasn't very entertaining.
Poe: Goddess, that was not the kind of entertainment you're thinking of. I need to go address this.
Selena pouts at Poe's dismissiveness. Poe heads down the hallway in the suite to Firewoman's locker room. He knocks on the door.
FW: (through the door) Go away.
Poe: Open the door, we need to have a conversation.
There's a pause as Firewoman takes her time getting to the door and opening it.
FW: I thought we had a conversation, and that conversation was you leave me alone, and I leave you alone.
Poe: That was before you exposed my innocent goddess Selena to your...delivery order.
FW: Crap, they're here already? I told them in two hours.
Poe: They are here and gone. You owe me $600 by the way.
FW: You got rid of them? Why in the blue hell would you do that?
Poe: Because my goddess will not be exposed to such...
FW: Debauchery? Since when are you such a prude? It's not like once she turns eighteen you're not going to--
Poe: The other thing we need to discuss. You will be in the ring with the Boy, for the first time since we have joined forces.
FW: We have not joined anything. I have joined my brother. You are just an inconvenient add-on.
Poe starts to get angry.
Poe: I was going to give you advice about the mind games your former best friend is likely to play with you, not to mention Ecosystem's savior complex. They will try to get in your head and --
FW: Look....I've known Alexander for a long time. I know all of his tricks. He knows all of mine. As far as The Messiah, I'm not interested in anything he has to say. So you can take your concern and advice and --
Poe: You are just as insufferably stubborn as ever, never seeing when someone has your best interests at heart.
FW: It will be a cold day in hell before you have my best interests at heart.
Before the conversation can go even further south, Lucky comes into the scene with a large box from Staples and some messages.
Poe: I see your valet is back.
FW: (Ignoring Poe.) Those the pencils?
L: Yep. And some messages. Chris is upset about his recent bad publicity.
FW: He should stop being an asshole in public.
Poe: That big box....all pencils? What in the world for?
Firewoman and Lucky continue to ignore Poe, who gets frustrated and annoyed, and simply leaves.
L: Um...this message I thought you'd want to see first.
Lucky hands her a piece of paper. She reads it, and looks up at him, shocked.
FW: Seriously?
L: We are in Dallas.
FW: I know but.....
L: He wants to see you.
FW: I can read. I just....
L: Can you slip past OOWF security? I can help--
FW: Of course I can.....
L: Then let's go.
Firewoman looks down sadly at the note, and then looks up, and hands it back to him.
FW: No. I can't.
L: But....
FW: I can't. He'll understand.
Lucky nods, as Firewoman takes her big box of pencils and closes the door.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 11:58:25 GMT -5
<Moose walks down the hall in the chamber mumbling to himself, something about murdering Tytan and throwing his corpse at the stupid ass cheating Yankees. As he gets to Firewoman’s door, he pauses when he hears thonk……….thonk……..thonk. Moose doesn’t knock, he just pushes the door open. There we see Fire throwing sharpened pencils into the ceiling. There are probably three dozen stuck there already>
FW: I didn’t hear you knock
MHJ: No you did not
FW: You know the rules
MHJ: I do
<Fire ignores Moose and goes back to throwing pencils>
MHJ: So, Darling this week?
<thonk>
MHJ: Some might wonder if your heart will be in this match
<thonk>
MHJ: And Ecosystem wants to save you…..
<thonk>
MHJ: HELLO?
FW: You know the rules
<Moose grumbles to himself then steps out of the room and knocks on the door>
FW: Go away
MHJ: SCREW YOU
FW: We are not Darlings
MHJ: In about two seconds you are not going to be breathing either
FW: Sticks and stones brother dear
MHJ: <clearly annoyed> Fire………..
FW: Fine, come in, I am bored anyway
<Moose comes in and eyes Fire’s handiwork again>
MHJ: Bored, huh
FW: More than you will EVER know
MHJ: When was the last time you were grounded?
FW: A last time would imply it has ever happened before
MHJ: Must suck. I mean, all you can do is sit in here
FW: Yeah…….I know
MHJ: That’s a damn shame
FW: Yeah, I am sure you are deeply concerned
MHJ: Of course I am! I mean, all you can do is sit there and throw pencils at the ceiling, your freedom has completely been taken away, you are stuck in this room.
<Fire glares at Moose>
MHJ: Meanwhile, look at this…….I’m in the room, I’m out of the room, I’m in the room, I’m out of the room. I can come and go as I please.
<Moose has to contain himself from laughing, Fire glares at him. Moose ducks just in time as a pencil comes right at his head and sticks in the door frame>
MHJ: Gotta work on your aim Sis
<The next pencil catches Moose in the forehead>
MHJ: OW! SONOFA…..
<Moose lunges at Fire and the two of them briefly brawl around the room knocking stuff over and using anything not nailed down to wail on one another. Finally LD Williams and Stank step into the room and pull them apart>
Stank: Ok, ok, ENOUGH from you two, save it for the idiots that are stepping up against us
LD:<grabbing Moose> Come on champ, we have to watch tape
<As LD pushes Moose out of the door, we see Fire stare at Moose and stick out her tongue, Moose tries to break LD’s grip and get back at Fire, but LD keeps hold>
Stank: You know, I think it was better when no one knew…..
<Stank slams the door, and seconds later we hear thonk……..thonk……..thonk>
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 11:58:48 GMT -5
*Stank has not limped 5 steps away before the pencil throwing has stopped and Firewoman peeks her head out from her chamber in Chamber V Stank turns toward her.*
FW - Hey could you send Greg back here?
Stank - *Sigh* Do I have to?
FW - Yes.
*Stank sighs again turns and is startled to find Greg the bartender directly in front of him, looking up at Stank like an excited puppy. Stank extends out his hand and pushes Greg back a step or two.*
Stank - You're in my personal space.
Gtb - Can I? Can I? Can I?
Stank - I don't know why you're so...
Gtb - CanICanICanICanICanICanI??
Stank - Oh for fuck's sake. Go on! But don't expect me to pay your hospital bill.
Gtb - OH BOY! This will be-
Stank - Disturbing? Gross? Foul?
Gtb - I suuure hope so.
Stank - God have mercy on your soul.
*Greg hops excitedly past Stank and into Firewoman's lair where she awaits. Stank senses the INC wants to follow, but Stank reaches out and grabs the startled ninja freezing the cameraman in place.*
Stank - NO ONE should see what's about to happen in there.
*Over the course of the next two hours occasional yelps can be heard from Fire's lockeroom. Stank is sitting on the couch in the common area of Chamber V's expansive lockeroom. His knee braced leg is propped up on the coffee table and tape of Ecosystem's Defenestrator days is playing on the 80" LCD Flatscreen. Selena Gomez comes walking from down the hallway where Fire's lockeroom is, looking white as a sheet. Her eyes in an expression Stank has never seen on her. She seats herself next to Stank, and brings her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs and rocking back and forth. Stank ignores her for the moment as she occasionally peeks out above her knees to catch a glimpse of what Stank is watching. Stank glances over at the poor girl.*
Stank - Oh dear God. You didn't go into Fire's lockeroom did you?
SG - No... I heard a man yelling and I stood by the door listening.
Stank - Why on Earth would you do that?
SG - I don't know. I was curious.
Stank - I'm sorry you had to hear that.
SG - It wasn't so much what I heard as it was what I... smelled.
Stank - Oh SWEET CHRIST! Say NO more!
SG - It wasn't sweet.
*On that bombshell we hear one final horribly sustained AIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRGGGHHHHH!*
Stank - What tha?
*Selena buries her head in her knees rocking back forth. Stank can barely make out what she is mumbling.*
SG - May you be given bread and beer... beef and fowl... clothing and ointment... Everything good and pure... Such as the souls of the blessed dead live upon.
*Poe walks into the common area.*
Poe - Goddess? What ever is the matter?
*Stank rises from his seat and cautiously limps over to Firewomans locker room. He knocks hard on the door. He yells...*
Stank - Is he dead?
*There's no answer at first. Stank is about to open the door and walk in when Fire speaks.*
FW - He'll live.
Stank - Let me hear him say that.
FW - For the love of-- FINE!
Stank - Greg?
Gtb - Yeah boss?
Stank - Everything okay in there?
Gtb - Peachy.
Stank - ... .... ... This may not be the best time for me to ask this but... could I get a drink? I wouldn't ask but you got a new tap-
Gtb - Boss...?
Stank - Yeah Greg?
Gtb - ... ... I'm going to need... a minute...
Stank - Take your time.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 11:59:21 GMT -5
*Backstage OOWF Arena*
It's time for an old-school interview as Olympic Gold Medalist & America's Sweetheart Shawn Johnson is standing by with the current #1 contender for the OOWF World Heavyweight Championship, Alexander Darling.
OGM & AS SJ: Thank you for taking this time Alex.
Alexander: It's no problem at all because there are things I need to say.
OGM & AS SJ: Well, let's start there then. What is on your mind Alex?
Alexander: It's been a long time since I first met Poe and because of that there are a lot of bottled up feelings on both sides. Hostility, regret, anger, and a whole bunch of other things playing on both of our emotions. He can claim that he feels nothing towards me, but we'll both know that's a lie. Or he could claim that there's only hatred and anger towards me, but that would be another lie. Poe took me under his wing and trained me. He was like a father to me in this business, but when push came to shove, he wouldn't let me be my own man...so I pushed back. I shoved back as hard as I could and I spit on his legacy.
OGM & AS SJ: You mentioned regret; do you have any regret for what happened in Japan? Any feelings that maybe you stepped over the line and took it too far?
Alexander: I've been thinking about that Shawn. See, when I went back to Poe recently and he locked me in his little chamber of horrors, it gave me a lot of time to think about what I had done in my career and what I want to be remembered for. So, do I regret it? Nope, not in the slightest because Poe was standing in my way then and he's standing in my way now. The only way to step out from the shadow of the man who created you is to destroy the man. New Year's Evil...Boise, Idaho...I will destroy the legend and the man.
OGM & AS SJ: A lot of people are wondering why you gave Poe such a long time to prepare to defend his OOWF World Heavyweight Championship? Why not use your title shot and surprise Poe with it?
Alexander: People can wonder all they want, but this is how I chose to do things. Poe was and is a lot of things to me; mentor, friend, brother, enemy. But the one thing Poe never was; supportive of MY goals. MY career. Well, I did it once and I will do it again. If I had wanted I could have made NOAH my home and been their Champion for years, but I would have lived in his shadow for a long time. So, I came to the OOWF to carve out my own place in the world. And Poe wouldn't give that to me, so I'm just going to have to do it to him again. I'm never going to lie and say I don't owe Poe a lot. He helped shape me into the wrestler you see before you today. But Poe's time is over. It's MY time now. It's Alexander Darling's time. It's Alexander Darling's time to stand tall as the OOWF World Heavyweight Champion. And you're just lucky that you get to be a part of it.
OGM & AS SJ: That takes care of a match happening in just over a month. What about the match that's happening this week? You're teaming with Ecosystem against two members of The Five, Stank and Firewoman. That should make for an interesting match as everyone knows your history with Firewoman. And added to that is the fact that Eco feels you've been ungrateful with his help when it came to Poe and then there is Stank. One of the legends of the company...
Alexander: First of all Shawn, let me just add Stank's name to the list.
OGM & AS SJ: What list is that?
Alexander: The Alexander Darling Memorial of former OOWF World Champions pinned in the center of the ring. It's nothing to be ashamed about Stank. You join the hallowed grounds of Donovan Viper, Moosehead Jack, Eric O'Mac, Davin Moreland, LD Williams, and Poe among others. Stank felt it was a good idea a few weeks ago to mention how I'd never beaten him. Well, too fucking bad Stank. Try a new one.
OGM & AS SJ: That's an impressive list, but what about this match?
Alexander: I truly never thought I'd see the day when I had to step in the ring and opposing me would be Firewoman. I've got to hand it to her. She clearly pulled the wool over my eyes and kept me in the dark about what her true motivation for being in the OOWF was about. Her brother Moosehead Jack. It still sounds strange to hear and say, but if that was her motivation, then there might have to come a time when I make them more alike than they could have hoped for. Matching scars...how's that sound Lisa?
OGM & AS SJ: Knowing her, she'd probably like it.
Alexander: That's a good point Shawn. And that brings me to the final person in this little tag match. Eco, stop trying to save people that don't want to be saved. Hell, stop worrying so much about others when you haven't been able to put a dent into The Five. Worry about yourself. Because I can tell you one thing for sure about this week's match, I won't worry about you one slight bit. I will worry about one person and one person only. So, just do your part and hopefully it will be enough. Because one thing is for certain, I am Alexander Darling, and well, you're just not. BOOYAH, Bitch!
*Fade*
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 12:00:06 GMT -5
The Ninja Cam holds steady on the two OOWF security personnel that are positions outside The Chamber, who are to prevent Firewoman from leaving. They look incredibly bored. The camera stays on them for a while, and then meanders down the hall towards Ric's Sandwich Shop. It starts to go past the Sandwich Shop, when it sees a familiar person paying for a latte. The camara focuses in and we see....yep, that's Firewoman, having given the crack OOWF security guards the slip. The Ninja Cam tries to stealth up to her, but she sees the camera, and just turns and flashes a smile. She heads out of the sandwich shop, with a few production assistants appearing to notice, and heading to Rick's office, but Firewoman lets them go unimpeded. She heads to the gym where Matt Folz is walking on the treadmill. She comes in behind him, and the whirring of the treadmill covers her approach. She reaches onto the arm of the treadmill and hits the emergency stop button. Folz staggers, almost falling-face first into the treadmill and turns around.
MF: Aren't you on lockdown?
FW: Hiya, Matt. That's the theory.
She tosses him a bottle of water, which he catches, eying her suspiciously
FW: You can drink it. Seal's not even broken. Besides, poisoning was never my thing.
MF: Your thing?
FW: Please, let's stop with the games. I know you're a professional. And I'm pretty sure you know I am too. Or was.
Folz opens the water, never taking his eyes off Firewoman, and takes a drink
MF: Since we're both in the same fed, it is kind of obvious.
FW: Funny. You know that's not what I mean.
MF: ...
FW: ...
MF: Okay, right. That.
FW: Yeah, "that." So you aren't fooling me. You can tell your partners you only have a mild concussion, and you can no-sell everything I know I did, because I'm very good at what I do, or did, but I know better. And more importantly, LD knows better.
MF: So you're warning me now? What are your new best friends going to think.
FW: LD will probably laugh. No, I am telling you this because IF for some reason LD doesn't finish what I tried to start? I'll be waiting to give you another shot at the Onslaught Belt. So get healthy, and stay healthy.
Firewoman turns and leaves the gym, leaving a perplexed Folz. She turns a corner and runs right into a wide-eyed Shawn Johnson, who clearly remember their last meeting.
OGM&AS SJ: Don't you touch me! Alex said he'd carve you up like your brother.
FW: (Smirking) Alex? Ripping off my shirt for bloodsports? Again? Oh, relax, Blondie. I have better things to do with my time than DDT you through a table. For now.
OGM&AS SJ: Well. Just so you know....
FW: Actually, let's do the promo thing.
The OOWF Banner appears behind them from nowhere
OGM&AS SJ: Get your own interviewer.
FW: He's busy. Don't make me change my mind about the DDT.
OGM&AS SJ: Fine. But I'm doing this under protest.
FW: Duly noted. Go on.
OGM&AS SJ: I'm here with Onslaught and Heavy Metal Iron Person DDT Champion Firewoman, who is apparently ignoring her house arrest to wander the halls. I suppose you have a comment about your match this week?
FW: No. Not really.
OGM&AS SJ: But... you said....
FW: Fine. Ecosystem, many people have tried to save me from ... I don't know what, over the years. You can focus on that, if you want, but if you take your eyes off the prize in the ring, I will end the match the best way I know how. Go find another project.
OGM&AS SJ: And his reluctant partner....your former best friend, before you so shockingly and rudely--
FW: Alex is mad now. And (she makes the emo tear down the face motion with her finger) hurt. *batistalaughs* We've squared off before and had five-star matches, and this will be no different. As far as his comments that you alluded to earlier...
She looks directly into the camera.
Alexander if you would stop feeling sorry for himself and think, you would get it. And understand. Because when you have the kind of friendship--
OGM@AS SJ: You can't possibly still think about using the term 'friendship' for--
FW: All in good time, Ms. Johnson. Make no mistake, though. Friendship or not, nothing is going to stop The Five. It's a new world, Cheesecake. A new world that totally sparkles with me.
Firewoman looks down the hall, and sees the OOWF security from before standing with their arms crossed, and one of them motions her to come with them. She smiles, pats Shawn Johnson on the head, and goes toward them so they can escort her back to where she belongs.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 12:00:36 GMT -5
<Moosehead Jack is wandering the halls of the Dallas Arena when he is stopped by SFJ13>
SFJ13: Moose, Tytan has had some rather strong comments toward you recently, would you care to comment on them?
MHJ: So, Tytan has figured out that my matches tend to involve blood and violence. Well, Tytan, its good to see that in the few years you have been here you have paid attention. The fact remains that I don’t much care what you have to say. I don’t care that you want to “work smarter, not harder”. The fact is, when you are in that ring with me, I will dictate things. I will pace the match, and I will decide where it goes. Makes no difference to me if you like it, that’s how it is. So please, try to keep up.
SFJ13: That sounds very condescending
MHJ: He’s a Yankees fan, so I have to talk a little slower to him. You know, I have been called a lot of things here in the OOWF. I have been called a madman, a sadist, a maniac, the devil, you name it. But the one thing I have been called that always amused me was the puppet master.
SFJ13: why would that amuse you?
MHJ: Because simply put, its not true. People like to think it is true, and that’s all well and good. I will admit, there are times when perhaps I manipulated people to do what I wanted, but puppet master? That seems a bit much, and really should be reserved for those truly deserving of such a title.
SFJ13: And who would that be?
MHJ:<smirking> Clearly, Ecosystem is the biggest puppet master in the OOWF. Sure he hides his plans in grand schemes. He hides is deceit behind a mask of concern. Did you see him get “angry” when Folz was attacked? Did you see his indignation at the fact that NO ONE came out to save him? Did you see that Ecosystem was nowhere to be found while Fire was caving Folz’s skull in?
The fact is, Ecosystem cares about one person, and one person only: Ecosystem. Eco is so hell-bent on destroying The Five that he will drag everyone around him to their doom. He was not upset that Folz was attacked because he gives one shit about Folz’s well-being, he was upset because Folz is his means to take the Onslaught Championship away from the Five. And Tytan? You are the same thing. You are Eco’s means to get the tag team titles from The Five. Nothing more, nothing less. If you falter, if you fail, he will discard you like so many others have and move on in his never ending quest.
Trust me
<With that Moose turns and walks away, heading down the hallway where he comes across security escorting Fire. Moose stops them >
MHJ: I’ve got it from here
Security: But we have orders……..
MHJ: And I said I’ve. Got. It.
<the two security guards look at each other warily as Fire smirks and Moose glares. They make the right choice and back away slowly. Moose and Fire turn and head toward the Chamber, but Fire pulls up short and motions for Moose to follow her. They go down the Stairwell of Incredible Violence and end up down in the boiler room>
MHJ: What’s this about?
FW: I have to pick something up
<Moose gives Fire a strange look as she rummages around behind some boxes and comes out with two items wrapped in purple cloth, clearly left there for her. She unwraps one and it is a new garrote. The other appears to be an old, and well used cat o’nine tails. Moose doesn’t even flinch as Fire snaps the tails>
MHJ: Poor Greg
FW: No, this is not for him. This is for Folz.
MHJ: Fair enough, you ready?
<Moose and Fire head to the door but Fire stops him>
FW: Wait, one thing has been bothering me. You hate Folz too
MHJ: Yeah, I hate everyone
FW: So, why did you stop me
MHJ: No reason
FW: Bull
MHJ: I said, no reason. Drop it
FW: Not this time. Like Rick said, Moose stopped you from violence. Something is deeply wrong with the world, and I want to know what
MHJ: No you don’t
FW: Yes. I do.
MHJ: Fine. You want to know? Fine. I know about “the incident”
<Fire just stops and stares at Moose>
FW: No one was supposed to………I was 14………how?
MHJ: That doesn’t matter. The fact is, with that on your record, sealed or not, a second “accidental” homicide would not have been a good thing, now would it.
<Fire and Moose just stare at one another for a moment, then Fire heads out of the room and yells over her shoulder as she leaves>
FW: Better get back, don’t want to get grounded longer
<Moose just shakes his head and heads up the stairs>
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 12:00:58 GMT -5
Cut to an empty ring, Team TEaM all dressed in workout gear.
E: You sure about this?
T: Yeah, don't want you to overdo it, after what Fire did to you last week.
MF:Guys, appreciate the concern but I'm fine, seriously. Besides, like I said, not letting the V dictate my career. Just need a brief workout to get some of my timing back.
Tytan and Eco shrugging, helping Folz running through various basic holds.
MF: See, told you, nothing to wo.... (Stumbling around dizzy)
E: Matt?
MF: Fine, just a dizzy spell. (Collapsing to the ground suddenly)
E (sighing): You're not ready, Fire did more damage than you let on.
Tytan and Eco helping Folz to the back to get checked out
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 12:01:17 GMT -5
Camera fades in to a very old church in Ireland A shadowy figures steps into a confessional and lights up a cigar
Father Quinn: “You can’t smoke in here and you know it”
“Hahaha…forgive me father, for I am sin.”
FQ: “Do you think I believe you seek forgiveness?”
“ I seek justice, vengeance and then forgiveness”
FQ: “Why, go back…they don’t care, they have forgotten you…they have moved on.”
“What would you like for me to do? I just spent months in the hole, serving time for what? FOR WHAT? Loving my country? Being an honest man in a corrupt world! What would you have me do? Retire? Start oil painting? Take up the harp? It’s what I do!”
FQ: “I suppose you will see them again, do you know how my brother’s spawn are doing?”
“ HA, don’t be silly do you think they wrote? How the fuck would I know?” ….
….
“Sorry Father, I haven’t heard from either of them.”
FQ: “I hear John is doing better.”
“He goes by Jack and you know it.”
FQ: “He will always be John to me and the other one she still hasn’t changed?”
“ She has a name too.”
FQ: “Not in this house…”
“ I shouldn’t have come here, it was a mistake”
FQ: “ Don’t go back.”
“ What else can I do? I have nowhere else to go.”
FQ: “Why did you come? What do you want me to do?”
Why, pray Father Quinn, pray…hahaha pray for those poor bastards, cause I’m coming…and I don’t bring good tidings…and may God have mercy on their souls”
Door to confessional slams and a man walks away whistling in the wind…
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 12:02:04 GMT -5
*Davin Moreland is LEAVING~! Davin Moreland's Locker Room, presented by Dunkin' Donuts, and appears to be holding a small plastic shopping bag with something in it. He looks up, and in the hallway he sees Hogzilla, Matte and Bunny*
DM: The fuck?
H: Snarl
M: Whatever
B: Ayo
DM: Umm, hi, uh, guys. Listen, Davin Moreland has a business proposition for you three.
B: Ayo
M: Whatever
H: Snarl
DM: Umm, k. Anyway, Davin Moreland would like for you to follow Poe the [redacted] around for the next 2 days. Do whatever you need to do, just make sure you're wherever he is.
M: Whatever
H: Snarl
B: Ayo
DM: And in exchange, Davin Moreland will give you each ...*digs in his bag*an ice-cold refreshing bottle of Mountain Dew. Whaddya say?
B: Dew?
M: Dew?
H: Snarl?
DM: So that's a yes?
H: Snarl!
B: Ayo!
M: Whatever!
*Davin Moreland hands them each their bottles, and Davin puts on his sunglasses as he leaves the arena*
DM: Have fun Poe the [redacted]. These 3 are a gooooood time. Keep that ankle loose.
*fade*
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 12:02:30 GMT -5
*The members of Drink & Destroy are being interviewed by a randomly-numbered SFJ in the Destroyitarium*
SFJ: So you think your chances of defeating IHOP are good?
OBJ(drinks, belches): Australian for yes.
DHM: Ya have to admit, Skurge can handle himself.
OBJ: True, but SYB's not that much of a threat.
SH: At least not as a wrestler.
SFJ: But what about the Amnesiac?
DHM: ....?
OBJ: ....?
SH: ....?
SFJ: The other guy in IHOP?
DHM: Oh, Fezzik!
OBJ: He's on The Brute Squad.
SH: He "is" The Brute Squad!
SFJ: No, not him! I'm talking about The Amnesiac! You know...oh, forget about it. Maybe I'll go interview Wally instead. Did I see him go into the back room?
OBJ: You do NOT want to go back there. He's on a conference call with LD's Momma. Something about the Happy Endings people cutting in on his turf.
SFJ: Somehow this job isn't as glamorous as I thought it would be.
SH: We do have a waitress job open.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 12:02:50 GMT -5
**poe walks by; matte, bunny, & hogzilla follow** p: ? m: hm? h: b: *gulp* m: were followin you p: k? b: ahhhh. h: *gulp* p: hog ate your friend m: whatever b: ayo, help m: nah
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 12:03:16 GMT -5
A ninja cam spots Concrete “Tataken” Gryfon and Ravenna Blue walking down a hallway.
Voice: Well, well, well. Been a while, eh Gryfon?
CTG: We want no trouble here. State your business, Citizen Evans.
Evans: Nothing really, just thought we’d catch up on good times, like what happened the last time me and Bryce faced The Guild and how we left you both broken. At least your newest partner is a decent pick this time, not unlike that little shrimp Nayr. By the way, whatever happened to that guy?
CTG: Citizen Paladin was…called away on other duties.
E: He couldn’t hack it anymore huh?
CTG: …
E: Heh, that’s a shame. He would have been great to get a good warm-up.
CTG: Citizen Evans, you are obviously a great talent. Why side yourself with the evilness that is The Five?
E: It’s none of your concern what I do.
CTG: You are not used well in The Five, if at all and yet you stay around, even with the great evil that they do. Why? You are not like them. You have a great sense of honor, and…
E: If I were you Gryfon, I’d stop asking questions right now, for your own sake. My business with the Five...is my concern, and nobody else’s.
CTG: Very well then. Come Ravenna, we are obviously wasting precious preparation time here. Citizen Evans, we shall meet you and Citizen Larson this week, and show just you both what the power of good is capable of. Excelsior!!!!!
E: Yeah whatever.
As Concrete and Ravenna leave, the camera focuses on Evans, who has a somewhat puzzled look on his face.
*fade to black*
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 12:03:59 GMT -5
(Alexander Darling is viewing Firewoman's promo on the monitor when Ecosystem sneaks up from behind him.)
Eco: BOOYAH, BITCH!
(Alexander jumps.)
Alexander Darling: The hell?
Eco: Just trying out your catchphrase. I feel it suits me.
AD: Whatever. Are you planning to carry your weight this week?
Eco: Of course I am. Are you planning to ever start carrying yours?
AD: Excuse me? Do you actually know who I am? Alexander Darling--
Eco: Alexander Darling is a fuckwit. How dare you go out there and spew such utter bullshit--do you fucking listen to yourself?
AD: As a matter of fact, I was watching Fire's--
(Eco reaches up and changes the monitor channel)
AD: ...Yeah, yeah, all of that is true.
Eco: You stand by that?
AD: I stand by every word of it.
Eco: You do. Really? You dare to tell me I haven't pulled my weight against the Five? I beat Poe for the title right before they form, I beat kz and their little annex duo to win the Tag Team Invitational, but it's still not pulling my weight, right? I'll let you in on a little secret, Alex. I'm one man. You're one man. And until you stop caring only about Alexander Darling and start caring about this company, the Five are going to be thorns in our sides forever.
AD: Of course. Of course the man with the messiah complex says I should be trying to save everyone else. Look, this isn't the "OOWF's time", it's my time. It is my time to shine, and--
Eco: Oh SHUT THE FUCK UP.
(Darling gets in Eco's face.)
AD: Want to say that one more time?
Eco: No, but seriously Alexander. It's fucking wrestling. We win matches, we lose matches. It is not 'your time' even if you manage to win a couple in a row. Linked fate isn't just a socio-psychological concept, it's very real.
AD: Socio--
Eco: Yes, I want to save Firewoman. It doesn't look promising, but neither did you.
AD: Are you implying that you--that is just too arrogant.
Eco: Why do you think your sister turned to me? Alexander, I put more effort into protecting you than anyone else in this damn company despite your constant resistance, partially because I didn't think you deserved that treatment but also because it meant more than that. I was not going to allow such actions to take place in the OOWF. I take responsibility for those around me. Until you start taking responsibility for those around you, even if you have the world title, you will be no champion. You'll just be...well...a Boy.
(Alexander swings at Eco, but he ducks and steps back. Alexander assumes an aggressive posture.)
Eco: I don't need to fight with you. I'm just making my position clear. With me or against me. I'll see you tomorrow.
(Eco turns around and walks out. Alexander glares after him, but then turns the television back to Firewoman.)
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 12:04:29 GMT -5
*Davin Moreland is outside the doorway just as Eco is coming out*
DM: Alexander Sisterfucker is a good time, right?
E: Go fuck yourself, Davin.
DM: That's no way for God to speak, Ecosystem the Hall of Famer.
E: Ok, well, the sentiment still stands.
DM: Fine. So does Davin Moreland's offer.
*Davin leaves, Eco looks like he needs a drink*
*fade*
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 12:14:22 GMT -5
**SFJ#47 approaches L.D. Williams just outside the hallway of random encounters.**
SFJ#47: “L.D. you haven't had much to say about your match with Matt Folz this week.”
LDW: “What's to say? Folz has, at best, a concussion. We shouldn't even be having this match, but I know Folz will insist on it.”
SFJ#47: “How do you know that?”
LDW: “Because I would.”
SFJ#47: “So, you're not planning to use this match to get revenge for what Matt has done to Firewoman?”
LDW: “Last I checked, Fire has the Onslaught Title, and Folz has trouble staying conscious...I'm pretty sure she's ahead on points. Besides, in the world I was raised in, 'chivalry' was the punchline to a bad joke. Fire is more than capable of finishing Folz. I just have to make sure there's enough of him left.”
SFJ#47: “One more question: Any thoughts on Seamus's pending return? It looks as though he'll be coming after The Five.”
LDW: “<chuckling> “Now that's gonna be fun.”
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 2, 2010 12:21:24 GMT -5
*Ecosystem is walking down the Hall of Random Encounters looking severely pissed off and distracted in general, when he nearly walks into the OOWF Intercontinental Champion, Stank. Eco looks up and rolls his eyes. He starts to walk around the big man, but Stank moves to block his path.*
Stank - I've been meaning to thank you for preserving my record as longest reigning OOWF World Champion. That goes along nicely with my recent record as the longest reigning OOWF Intercontinental Champion.
Eco - Move.
Stank - No.
*Ecosystem tries to juke to the other side of Stank, but Stank holds his ground not letting Eco pass.*
Eco - Get out of my way.
Stank (With a wry grin)- You've changed.
Eco - Really.
Stank - Yes really. What happen to the fun loving, comedic act? What happened to Super Mario, and BRICK~!? Lately you've been walking around here with a permanent scowl on your face dropping more F-bombs than... well... ME.
Eco - Move.
Stank - I can't decide whether I like this new Eco or the old one. But I will say this... the new one...? This new Eco... just affirms what The Five have been saying all along... Your world is over and ours is-
Eco - SHUT UP! SHUT UP! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!
Stank -
Eco - Your world has just begun... is that what you were about to say? HUH? Well FUCK THAT! WHO ARE YOU, HUH? Who are YOU to pronounce JUDGEMENT on MY WORLD, huh? Let me tell you about MY world STANK! Let me tell you about MY world! It's called the OOWF motherfucker! And guess what... YOU'RE LIVING in IT! I CREATED THIS world STANK! I CREATED IT! And by GOD I am NOT going to let YOU or the REST of The Five destroy it! YOU GOT THAT?
Stank - Yeah I'm definitely starting to lean toward the new Eco.
Eco - Oh fuck you... YOU think I'VE CHANGED... what about YOU? YOU used to care about the OOWF! Hell you FOUGHT for the greater good of this company just ONE year ago! Me and others WE fought by YOUR side, Stank! When that murderous BASTARD BENNETT or SMARK whatever the FUCK he wanted to call himself... when that good for nothing FUCK tried to take over this company! Tried to take over MY world YOU inspired us to FIGHT BACK! And WE did! And WE WON! NOW you fight with the VERY SAME BASTARDS who sided with Bennett and THOUGHT they knew THEN what was BEST for MY WORLD! What? AM I supposed to believe NOW they know what's best because YOU have joined with THEM? What the FUCK is THAT shit?? What the HELL HAPPENED to YOU?
Stank - I woke up Eco. It's time you do the same. This do-gooder I want to save everybody messiah thing you got going doesn't suit you. I promise... you don't have the stamina for it. We're going to break you down. We're going to break down this whole damn company. Contrary to what you believe, however... we're not going to destroy it. We're merely going to re-create it, if you will... reshape it. Hell son, it's happening right now... right here, right now, in the midst of our little convo. So ask yourself why and I'll tell you.
*Stank leans in close*
Stank - ...Because we are the only five who can.
*As Stank walks away he speaks loudly so Eco can hear.*
Stank - Good luck in our match Eco-san. You're going to need it.
<fade>
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