MidWeek Mayhem (04/07) Live! From Green Bay, WI

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OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Green Bay, Wisconsin

OOWF World Heavyweight Championship Match[/u]
Alexander Darling vs. Matt Folz

OOWF Intercontinental Title Match[/u]
Davin Moreland vs. Moosehead Jack

OOWF Onslaught Championship Match[/u]
LD Williams vs. Spin Hansen

Winners Get a Title Shot Next Week[/u]
Concrete TG & Ravenna Blue vs. Texpress vs. Outback Jack & DH Magnusson

Ecosystem & Tytan vs. Chris Evans & Alexis Darling

Card subject to Prince Fielder eating us

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*Davin comes RUNNING~! into his locker room. Moonbeam is there.*

SFJ420: Dude, what's the runnin' about, man?

DM: *gasping* Prince....Fielder...tried....to eat me...

SFJ420: You ok?

DM: Yeah *wipes some ketchup off his arm* I think so.

SFJ420: Can we do a thing?

DM: A thing?

SFJ420: Promo thing.

DM: Oh, sure, I guess. Who do I have?

SFJ420: Moose.

DM: Damn, already? Ok, what kind of match?

SFJ420: Just a regular match.

DM: Seriously?

SFJ420: That's what it says.

DM: Clearly, the booking committee ignored this:

*He presses a button on a conveniently placed monitor*

DM: So I saw you on TV...

MHJ: I meant it.

DM: I know. However, I'm not gonna fight you when you're like this.

MHJ: Ah yes, you're like a man of honor now or something.

DM: Or something. And it, obviously, can't be a straight match.

MHJ: Obviously.

DM: I'll leave it up to you to figure that out. Looks like you'll have plenty of time.

MHJ: You won't mind if there are some...unusual stips, would you?

DM: *shrugs* Nope. It's what I do, after all.

MHJ: *smirks* Yeah, but you try to be all mat-wrestle-y and whatnot.

DM: *smirks* Yeah, those were some 5-star arm bars I had locked on when I was shoving your face in a grill.

MHJ: And a textbook hammerlock when I shoved your head in the deep fryer.

*both look at each other with scary little smiles*

DM: You know Jack, if you wanted a match with me, all you had to do was ask.

MHJ: I didn't want the match until like 15 minutes ago.

DM: So I guess you kind of asked.

MHJ: I guess I did.

DM: Well, that's it I guess. You rest up there, tough guy. At least make it challenging for me.

MHJ: Don't you dare lose to Spin this Wednesday. Hate to waste a perfectly good match on you for nothing.

DM: Thank you booking committee for ruining a perfectly entertaining match.

SFJ420: Wait, you WANT a different kind of match? I don't think the Wisconsin Athletic Committee will sanction that...

DM: It's Wisconsin. Of course they will.

SFJ420: So do you have anything to say about the match as it is? Or to Moose?

DM: *shrugs* Nope. It's what we do.

SFJ420: What you do?

DM: Blood, violence, respect, trust me...it's just what we do, ok? Fans will get their money's worth, even though they don't deserve it.

SFJ420: Huh?

DM: Green Bay sucks. They cheered that overrated piece of garbage Brett Favre for year, when it was Desmond Howard who won that Super Bowl. And now Favre is like 100 and some team is sucker enough to give him a job, and they boo him. Don't like that he's on Minnesota? Keep him on your team. Morons.

SFJ420: Oh that. I meant that blood, violence stuff.

DM: I'm not a violent man by nature, ok? But there is this dark side of me, and it only seems to come out when I'm with certain people who also have that side. One person in particular is Moose. It's not about hate. It's not about backstage politics. I mean, watch. The match will be brutal, and we'll both be smiling. That's sick, twisted and demented, but it's just what we do. We're done here.

*fade*

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<Moose is resting in a hospital bed. He doesn’t look nearly as bad as he did a few days ago, but he still looks like shit. He closes his eyes, and just then, SFJ13 comes in and clears her throat>

MHJ: What?

SFJ13: Promo time

MHJ: Go away

SFJ13: I SAID PROMO TIME!

MHJ: You are a crazy bitch

SFJ13: So Moose, you have a match against Davin Moreland for the OOWF Intercontinental Title this week.

MHJ: Yeah? That’s not a question

SFJ13: Did you see his promo?

MHJ: Yes

SFJ13: And?

MHJ: And what?

SFJ13: COMMENT ON THE GODDAMN PROMO!

MHJ: Fine. He’s right

SFJ13: What do you mean he’s right? Aren’t you going to threaten him with violence and death?

MHJ: No, I don’t have to. He knows what is coming.

SFJ13: What makes him any different than Alexander Darling?

MHJ: There is a HUGE difference between the two of them. Despite being tied to that worthless Darling family, Davin Moreland is not a colossal waste of space. He is not an entitled elitist douchebag snob. Well, ok he is a douchebag. Darling, I hate. I want to bleed him dry, and would gladly trade my last breath to watch his last breath escape his body at my hands. With Davin……it’s just different. He was right, there are some people that just inspire you to violence. In Darling it is a homicidal rage. I would be happy as hell to watch him bleed to death. With Davin…….its just different. It’s nothing personal with him, despite being part of that family, I don’t hate him.

SFJ13: Slow down Hoss, it almost sounds like you…….respect him

MHJ: I am not throwing that word around ever again. With Davin, we just bring out the best, or worst, in one another. Its cathartic in a way, we can go to great lengths to kill one another, and when its done, its done.

SFJ13: It sounds like the title is secondary……

MHJ: No, I want the title. For a change its not because someone has it that I want not to have it. The Five is elite and we SHOULD have the title. I am going to do my part to bring the gold to the Five, Moreland just happens to be the champion

SFJ13: GM the Rick has recently said he will not sanction another match between you and Darling……

MHJ: And Rick is an idiot if he thinks that means a damn thing to me. I am not done with Darling yet, not by a long shot. If Rick wants to suspend me, or fire me, I don’t care. The score is still not settled.

SFJ13: How can it ever be settled?

MHJ: Easy. When I break Alexander Darling

SFJ13: I know Alexander Darling, he will never admit to that

MHJ: He won’t have to. We will both know when it happens. What Darling does not seem to understand, and given that he is a spoiled little shit, I don’t expect him to, I never had much. I am not bitching or moaning, I am stating fact. I grew up poor. I didn’t have a silver spoon stuck up my ass like he did. I had to fight for what I had, I didn’t have everything handed to me. So the few things I do have, I will fight to the death to keep. You tried to take one of those things away Darling. It will never be forgiven, it will never be forgotten. I will not stop until the very thing you hold dear is gone.

SFJ13: What is that?

MHJ: <smirking> He knows

<fade>

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**Stank, Poe and L.D. Williams are in Chamber V.**

S: “For fuck's sake! One partner drops off the face of the earth, another say's he doesn't care about getting fired or suspended, and the three of us can't win a handicap match. What the hell happened to dominating?”

LDW: “That match is on me – I screwed up and got pinned. It has nothing to do with Moose or Fire.”

S: “It has everything to do with Fire! She bailed on us! If she'd bothered to show up-”

LDW: “She's in no condition to wrestle, Stank. That's why she went to Rick for time off – if she'd been here, somebody would likely have gotten hurt.”

P: “Firewoman has, or had, strength beyond even what we would expect. If what happened with the boy broke her that completely, perhaps-”

LDW: “Don't.”

S: “Why the hell not? We're the Five – no leaders, remember? This isn't Moose's show, or yours Williams. We all have a right to speak our mind.”

LDW: “Speak our minds – is that what you want? Fine. Moose is a sadistic, twisted Fuck who can't express emotion. Poe has a relationship with an underaged girl that I don't even want to understand. Fire has issues with...everything. You hate the fact that the Destroyitarium isn't your home anymore. And me. I'm the love child of a sadistic pimp and a woman the devil himself is afraid of. Bottom line, we're all fucked up. That's why we're here. The Five has no leader. It also has no divisions. We chose this Lucas, and it was all in. You were a basket case when you left Drink and Destroy, and we backed you. Selena's at risk, and Ma knocks on the door. Fire needs time to get her head together, we buy her the time.”

P: “And what if she doesn't get her head together? What do you propose then?”

LDW: “We'll do what we have to. But that's Fire's decision to make.”

S: “Then she'd best make it fast.”

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Selena comes rushing into bar area in Chamber V where Poe, Stank, & LD Williams were just talking.

Sa-T: Omar! Stankie! Lookie! You're off this week!

Poe takes the call sheet from Selena.

Poe: It appears we are.

Sa-T: Can we go on vacation? Can we can we can we?

Poe: If Firewoman can take some personal time, I suppose we all can.

Sa-T: I wanna go to the beach! it's frickin' cold here.

Poe: Well, I haven't been to my home in Veracruz lately.

Sa-T: Yay! Mexico! It's on the beach right?

Poe: Yes, my Beloved, Veracruz is on the Gulf.

Sa-T: Awesome! I'm gonna go pack!

Selena rushes into her bedchamber.

St: You really takin' off?

Poe: I'm a phone call away.

St: And a couple thousand miles.

Poe: You're welcome to join us. There's plenty of room in my estate.

St: Nah I'm good. I'm gonna stay and watch LD's back. You know, like a partner.

Poe cuts a look at Stank and then nods.

Poe: I'll leave the contact information with Greg.

Sa-T: *from the bedchamber* I thought his name was Steve?!

[Edited on 4-2-2010 by BC]

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Matt Folz running into Poe in the hallway, after seeing Poe's promo.

MF:Going on vacation huh?

P: You have some problem with that?

MF:No, not at all, would ask til you delay your leaving til we're able to have a conversation.

P: About?

MF: I want to know everything you know about Darling, you've spent a ton of time around him,want to know his every weakness.

P (Nodding): Come in.

Poe opening the door to Chamber V as the camera fades

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Stank - Hey LD listen.

LDW - What's up?

Stank - While I do miss the Destroyitarium sometimes I certainly don't lie awake at night thinking about it.

LDW - I know you don't man. I was just pointing out how we all carry our own baggage.

Stank - You carry your own baggage? I make Greg carry mine.

LDW - Who?

Stank - Steve.

LDW - Oh.

*Stank cell phone rings and he answers it. We only hear his side of the conversation.*

Stank - Hello?.... .... Where the hell are you?.... ..... I don't.... ..... don't get it twisted.... I wasn't suggesting that... .... ................ Yeah, well I call it as I see it.... .... ..... ..... ..... Of course.... ..... of course..... ....... ..... Really?.... ..... Okay I apologize.... .... ... ........... I SAID I'm SORRY, FIRE what do you WANT from me?... .... I'm not bothering Lucky?.... ...... Oh he told you about that, huh..... no.... .... no, you're right.... ...... ..... okay..... ..... ......okay.... ..... That's right we're not on the card.... .... .... hmmmmm... .... I haven't done that in awhile..... ..... Of course I can.... .... .... .... Okay I'll go set it up with Rick.... ..... .... Are you okay?.... .... .... .... .... .... Yeah I'm sure Jericho is pissed.... .... .... .... but are YOU okay?... ..... why would I not care? You're part of The Five aren't you?.... ..... ..... ..... hmmph, right..... ...... uh huh...... uh huh....... well thanks for calling.... talk to you later. bye.

LDW - So is she okay?

Stank - We'll see. I have to go talk to Rick.

*Stank exits Chamber V as the camera fades*

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**Concrete TG and Ravenna Blue are discussing strategy when there is a knock on the locker room door. Concrete answers.**

CTG: “Citizen Williams! Come in.”

LDW: “We need to talk.”

CTG: “I expected we would – would you excuse us for a moment Ravenna?”

**Ravena looks hesitant and makes no move to leave.**

LDW: <sighs>”I'm not going to hurt him Ms. Blue, you have my word. Feel free to stand guard outside the door if you like.”

CTG: “I'll be fine Citizen Blue. He gave his word.”

**Ravenna nods and leaves the room.**

CTG: “I assume you wish to discuss what happened in your match last week.”

LDW: “Got it in one.”

CTG: “Citizen Williams, you know I would never-”

LDW: “Save it 'Crete. We both know you're not above interfering in matches, or lying, or especially hiding your identity – right San Chaos?”

CTG: “That was...a long time ago. I was pushed beyond reason.”

LDW: “You were better then. San Chaos was everything you should be. But, how you live your life is none of my business. As for what is my business – if it is you interfering with my matches, you know it's not going to end well.”

CTG: “And if it's not?”

LDW: “You might want to look into who is – you could learn something.”

<fade>

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*Hospital Room*

The ninja cameraman follows Dakota into what is assumed to be Alexander Darling's room. We can only see the bare back of Darling as Kat Von D looks to be kneeling in front of him with a tattoo needle. As Alexander hears the door open, he turns his head and notices Dakota entering the room. He nods to Kat and she puts away the needle as Alexander covers himself with the Run DEA jackets that were custom made.

Kat finishes putting away her tools and heads out the door as Alex calls to her.

Alexander: How's it looking so far Kat?

Kat: With all of the scarring, it's harder than I expected but I think with another session or two I'll be finished. But it will take a while to heal. You have to make sure you keep it bandaged and covered even in your matches.

Alexander: I'll do my best. See you tomorrow. And hello to you Dakota. How are you feeling?

Dakota: I am well Alexander. Your friend Firewoman paid me a visit earlier this week and tossed me through a table.

Alexander: Did she now? Maybe she is stronger than I thought.

Dakota: I am not so sure of that, she has vanished once again and her allies are getting annoyed with her. Also, is it weird that I quite enjoyed being thrown around like that? I wish for her to do it again.

Alexander: Be careful what you ask for Dakota, she will me more than happy to oblige I bet. But onto more pressing matters. I assume you want comments about the two thorns that continue to poke at me.

Dakota: I do Alexander. Especially since you have a match against one this week. In his hometown. A place he claims to have never lost at.

Alexander: We shall get to Mr. Folz, but I first want to comment on the delusions Moose decided to share with the world.

Dakota: Okay Alexander, let's start with his comment that you are an elitist douchebag and a spoiled brat?

Alexander: Want to jump right into it then Dakota...good, Moose is nothing more than a complete fucking idiot. He knows NOTHING about me. He can claim I've gotten everything handed to me when nothing has been further from the truth. I was disowned when I entered this business. My rich parents wanted nothing to do with Alexis and I. We worked our fucking asses off to make it in this business. I worked opening matches in Philadelphia and I'll admit when things didn't go my way I didn't like it. And I moved on. To Japan. A place where you hid behind a mask while I put myself out there in front of a crowd that could not have cared less who I was. I got my ass kicked for months there and the only reason anyone cared was because a mind-controlling legend stood behind me. The fans never cared about me until I almost crippled their legend and stood tall in the center of their ring with their heavyweight belt and I spit on it. Then they finally cared. But none of that was ever done because of the money I had or the power that being a Darling held. It was all done on the skill of our backs. Alexis and I we did it without our family name or power or money. And if Moose refuses to ever see that or accept it, that's on him. I don't need to prove myself to him or anyone ever again. I'm Alexander Darling. I've been World Champion in Japan and I'm World Champion here. Nothing else ever needs to be said on the subject again.

Dakota: What about the claim that you tried to take something from him and he will see it through til the end that he takes everything from you. No matter what Rick or anyone says?

Alexander: It would be funny if it wasn't so sad that Moosehead Jack NOW claims that Firewoman means a damn thing to him. Since the day I met her until recently, he's never claimed any relationship whatsoever with her. When her life was falling apart in Japan, it was ME who was there for her. Not him. Whenever she needed a friend or a partner or someone to help her out of a jam, it was ME who did that for her. Not him. And I'm not saying it wasn't a two-way street. For a long time, besides Lexie, Firewoman was the closest thing I had to family and that's why everything that's happened over the last year has been hard. Yea, I "kidnapped" her and maybe I crossed some lines and for that I truly am sorry, but those lines were crossed long before I stepped over them. By both her and her brother. A brother in blood, but not a brother in soul. She stabbed that brother in the back. So this is her penance. Every morning she looks in the mirror she can no longer run from it. She will remember just what she has turned her back on and if Moose wants to claim some ownership or relationship with Fire NOW, let him...but if he dares bring my family into it again, he's right. No matter what Rick or anyone says, there will be death in the OOWF. And it won't just be mine. If Moosehead Jack wants to send me to hell, I have no issue on taking that journey but he will be taking it with me and I will enjoy every single moment of watching the life leave his body.

Dakota: So hot. But until that happens, until you and Moosehead Jack kill one another you have another test this week. Green Bay's own Matt Folz has been the #1 contender and he chose April 7th in front of his hometown as the date to cash in his match against you. What do you have to say?

Alexander: Matt Folz is a fucking moron. Period. He thinks that getting the crowd on his side will swing the momentum his way and that will be the catalyst he needs to beat me. I SNAPPED THE ANKLE OF JAPAN'S LEGEND IN HIS HOME RING. I will feed off the crowd and turn the hatred they have for me and use it to beat Folz down in HIS RING. There was a time I never thought I would care about this match. When things between Moose and I kept escalating, I considered relinquishing this belt to focus on that and not give Matt Folz the satisfaction of ever having the chance to take it from me. Unluckily for him, times have changed and I can focus 100% on Matt Folz. And I will relish the chance to take the unbeaten Green Bay legend and make him face his fans as a loser. Because simply put, Matt Folz isn't in my league yet. One day, he very well might be, but that day won't be April 7th.

Dakota: What about the fact that Mr. Folz has gone to your former mentor, Poe, to find out everything he can about you. Your strengths, of which I know there are many, and your weaknesses, whatever they may be.

Alexander: To that, I say let him go to Poe. Poe was once a great mentor to me and he's been just as great an enemy and if Poe feels the need to help a person like Matt Folz out, well then the Poe I know has changed. Because if there was one thing about Poe, it's that he hated when people took shortcuts. And for everything that's ever happened between us, Poe knows I have never taken a shortcut. So Matty can go to Poe and Poe may tell him everything, but even if he does...so what? Poe's known everything for years, and yet I still defeated him in the center of the ring for the belt. TWICE. So what Poe knows is just a fraction of what I'm capable of. Folz can go to anyone and everyone and no one will ever be able to give him the full story and at the end of the day none of it will matter.

Dakota: And why is that?

Alexander: Simply put...I'm Alexander fucking Darling, and well, he's just not.

*Clap clap clap*

Alexis: Been a while since I've seen this side of my favorite brother.

Alexander: Lexie, it's good to see you but I'm still not sure it's safe.

Alexis: Safe or not, I'm here and I'm not going anywhere. As I'm sure you've seen.

Alexander: I have. I guess we should talk.

Alexis: We should, but can we do it in private brother dear?

Alexander: Of course sister darling. Dakota, see the ninja out. Thank you.

[mooseheadjack]

Fade in……….(Non descript gym) *camera pans to man in black hoodie with a shamrock on it*
*through vocal masker* Chris Evans revenge is sweet. Blue seems to be your best color. Till you face me in the match of my choice I will vow that you wont finish a match……You will be carted off on a stretcher every time. When you step into the path of a Gaelic Storm Lightning has been known to stroke over and over and over in the same spot……….Face me Evans in a cage………in a match that I choose……or, if not I hope you enjoy the rides to the hospital……cause you will have more……….Fades to black

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Moosehead Jack is seen leaving the hospital. As he's getting in the car to drive him to the airport, his cell phone rings.

Hello?............oh, you did remember my number, after Stank.............what?.....this connection is terrible.....................................................................................so you find your smile yet?...............what??...................................... well.....if that's what you want.............you're sure?............wow..........no, no.....look, it's fine......whatever, it's your decision, you know I'll support it...............yes, you DO know that, and by the way I'm being released today, thanks for asking.........yes, I'm fine.........................you know there's no turning back, right?...........................you got some unhappy people here................no, I'm not....I get it, and ..............no, I'll let you take care of the announcement.....I won't say anything.............Rooster know?......no?...................okay, I'll talk to you soon...........take care.

Moose hangs up as Lucky gets in the other side of the car after taking care of last minute hospital paper work

L: Was that --

MHJ: Yeah.

L: So she told you--

MHJ: Yeah.

L: ....

MHJ: ....

L: So...

MHJ: We'll see.....

[mooseheadjack]

(The scene picks up at the hospital and Tytan is scene in the hospital bed and he is awake still not 100 percent but he is beginning to come to make sense of things.)

(He sees a get well basket sitting on the table next to him. There's a note next to it. Tytan reads it.)

Tytan: Remember who you are. You are more then this. Talk to you soon. -A

(Tytan thinks about the note.)

Tytan: I have a lot to do. I need to find Eco.

(A nurse enters the room.)

Nurse: Good news Mr. Tytan it seems they are going to release you tomorrow.

Tytan: Good, I need to catch up with the others.

(FADE)

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*Davin and Samantha are on the couch watching OOWF-TV*

DM: Wow.

SDM: Yeah.

DM: So it looks like Alexander's finally showed up.

SDM: Yeah, you know, they say that winning the World Heavyweight Championship changes a person.

DM: Ok, seriously? Fuck off.

SDM: Oh honey. He hasn't won it THREE TIME - THREE TIME - THREE TIMES yet.

DM: No. He hasn't. That was still mean.

SDM: It's just nice to see regular Alexander show up for a change.

DM: I'm gonna diagnose it as Slow-Developing Multiple Personality Disorder.

SDM: Huh?

DM: Most people with MPD only change their personalities every few days at the longest. Alexander stays in his for weeks.

SDM: Oh, ok. And it looks like Firewoman is doing...something.

DM: Yes, the great Days of our Firewoman serial continues. You know, if Alexander's personality changes glacially, Firewoman's every 13 seconds...like clockwork.

SDM: You know, Alexander made a good point. The Darlings have been the closest thing to family she's ever had for years.

DM: Yeah, and Moose's seemingly intentional delayed reactions to things can't be helping the whole trust issue.

SDM: You know, you're right? It is like he's almost doing it on purpose.

DM: I dunno if it is. I do know that Moose cares about Moose and has been the only security system Moose has ever had. But still. Not an excuse.

SDM: Are you seriously trying to piss him off?

DM: Sure, why not? He doesn't care. It's not like we're not both going to be bleeding. Someone will win, someone will lose, but it will be fun, and all the kids under 8 are gonna be in tears by the time this one is over.

SDM: You're cruel. Poor little kids.

DM: Since when do you care about kids?

SDM: ...

DM: ...

SDM: ...

DM: Know what? Don't answer that, I don't wanna know.

SDM: Probably not. Ok, we done here? I wanna see Lexie. I haven't said hi yet.

DM: Speaking of different.

SDM: What?

DM: Dunno. She just looked...different. Like how she did when she first got here. Bad ass. Not emo. That's what I mean.

SDM: Huh. Didn't notice. Ok bye.

*She leaves*

DM: Hmm...maybe I'm just seeing things. Ok, special message to that piece of shit Matt Folz. First, I hope you get your neck broken. But I always hope that. So here's what's different. This is your first world championship match, and you're doing it in this godforsaken land of hideous women and too many carbs. You might get some offense in. You might look good for parts of the match, but you're not winning. You're not. That's because you're a mental midget, and Alexander is of at least average intelligence. But enough of your dumb ass getting embarrassed at home.

DM: Yes, it's time to speak about my ol' pal Moosey. When you're done playing house or pretending you're on All My Quinns or whatever, here's a reminder that there is a match Wednesday, and it's against me. You'll bleed and everything. It'll be fun. But do me a favor. Show up. I don't need distracted Moosey. I mean, hey, I can carry a broomstick to a ***** classic, but I shouldn't have to work that hard. Show up. That's all.

*fade*

[mooseheadjack]

(Ravenna Blue enters the locker room as LDW leaves)

RB: So what was that about?

CTG: .....

RB: Gryf?

CTG: Apparently there is more trouble here than I thought.

RB: LD Williams isn't the only-

CTG: No, something else.... the name "San Chaos" has come up

RB: (eyes widen) that was-

CTG: (nodding) I have had no reason to explore that "Side" of myself in some time, and not even the atrocities to Citizen Fire have brought me to that point. Citizen Williams believes I interfered with that match.

RB: so where were you during his match?

CTG: I was fielding a phone call from Citizen Helms..... (takes out his cellphone but when he pulls up the call log, it's blank)

RB: (Gives Crete an odd look)

(fade)

[mooseheadjack]

The Texpress see the lineup posted on Rick's door

Zane: Great. ANOTHER Multi-team Clusterbomb.

Chad: Could be worse.

Zane: Could be a real match.

[mooseheadjack]

(Tytan heads to the ring to his new music. (See update). and gets the mic.)

Tytan: Some people may have been wondering where I have been for a while.

(Crowd gives mixed reaction.)

Tytan: Well regardless if you care or not I had a little healing to do. In that time away I did some thinking and some soul searching. And I realized something?

(Crowd gives the infamous what.)

Tytan: When Eco and I first joined forces we had one goal in mind. And that was to eat a lot of Taco Bell....no I am kidding. We wanted to destroy the Five. We had some battles and did what we could to end some title reigns. Heck we got the tag-titles in the process. But they are still here and we are still here. No one killed each other and ran them out like they wanted too. So, now we are back at square one again.
And Eco is back trying to save Firewoman's soul. In my time off I realized something....and it was eyeopening.
I realized that my partner is right if Firewoman needs to be saved and he believes that he can save her then I will back him and do my part to help her.
I realized that Eco saved me. I was a monster and had no one after the demise of Ultimo Inc. Eco showed me the way and I think he can do the same for Firewoman. She and I have had one hell of a history battling each other and it would be interesting to have her on the same side.
So now, we have a match at Mayhem. Eco and Tytan are back to run rapid and cause the craziness that you all grown to love.

(Mixed reaction from the crowd.)

And, it's against Alexis Darling and Chris Evans. Wow, we sure as hell dropped out of the ranks. Well, I will say this to you too. Be prepared for some surprises. I don't know about Eco but I have a couple of new tricks up my sleeve. (New moves.) So, be ready you two you will have a fight on your hands.

(Tytan's music plays and he leaves the ring.)

[mooseheadjack]

SFJ: Lionheart, this Wednesday, you are in a tag match with who appears to be an ally of yours, Alexis Darling. Can you give comment as to why she has joined Sanctum?

Evans: That’s simple. Her reason for joining our cause is the same as why we started it: the purging of the cancer known as The Five from the OOWF. And this week, we’re facing Eco and Tytan, 2 guys that I feel would be a great addition to our cause. Whether they choose to join us is their choice, but no matter the choice, I’ll respect their decision.

SFJ: One more question: you seem to have recently been on the receiving end of violent attacks from an unknown assailant. Any comments?

E: Okay, I don’t know who this guy is, or what he’s got against me. All I know is two things: first is that he’s got some kinda connection with Gaelic Storm. Seeing as how I’ve had nothing to do as relates to Gaelic Storm, I have no idea what the connection is. But that’s not the important part, no.

The important part is Part two: he’s clearly got some kinda issue with me, and to me, his alliance means nothing to me. He wants to make this personal, and I’m not one to back down from a challenge. He wants me in a cage, he’s got it. I’ve got nothing to fear. If he wants to go next week, I’ll face him.

No holds barred, no escape, and worst of all: no shadow for him to attack me from.

*fade to black*

[mooseheadjack]

(Lionheart then bumps into Ecosystem.)

Evans: Eco. I take it you heard me?

Eco: I did. And I have to say...I appreciate it, I do, Evans, but...you're so wrong.

Evans: You're not interested?

Eco: I was. I was interested. But Sanctum...I think you all have to think about cleaning your house first.

Evans: Excuse me?

Eco: Let's jog your memory, shall we?

Eco lets go of LD and goes to check on him, when at exactly that moment, a masked superhero looking man leaps over the barricade and flies into the ring. He's wearing silver, purple and black...could it be? The masked stranger picks LD Williams up by the legs and hits a Wheelbarrow Power bomb! Eco turns to see what is happening, and is LIVID! He begins to yell at the interloper, something about 'disqualification.' The interloper appears to not care and merely stands there. Hightower looks like he's stirring, and so does LD Williams. Eco quickly does his best to usher the interloper out of the ring, by means of a clothesline over the top ropes. He walks backward away from the ropes, making sure the interloper is retreating, and we all know that this is the wrong thing to do in a wrestling ring.

Evans: So?

Eco: What do you mean "So?"

Evans: I never saw his face.

Eco: Oh, of course. His face. Because dressing up like Quailman, underear on the outside and all, isn't enough of a tipoff. That was Gryfon, CTG, interfering in my tag match like the petulant coward he is.

Evans: He claims he wasn't there. I believe him.

Eco: Sure. Why not? It's easy to believe him, upstanding man that he is. (Eco moves in on Evans.) But let me tell you something, Lionheart. There comes a point where you can't simply take the easy way. The Five is not your enemy. The ways of the Five are your enemy: pride, sadism, deception. And sadly, those tendencies not exclusive to the Five.

Evans: What's your answer? Give up because we're all flawed?

Eco: (quietly) No. No. Don't give up. Never, never, never give up.

(Eco walks off toward the stage as the camera cuts to the arena. SAVE_US.ECO appears on the titantron and Eco walks out with a microphone in hand to "Immortal" by Adema, meeting Tytan and putting his arm around him to a mixed reaction.)

Eco: Partner...friend...I just wanted to say thank you for your kind words. (Tytan nods and smiles,) And let me say this...Firewoman, I do hope you hear me tonight. I don't know what's going through your mind right now. But I want you to know one thing: this isn't just about you. This isn't just about the Five. I want you to see that I...that we...are committed to saving this company.

Gryfon, I know you hear me tonight. And I know you're hurt, you're suffering. You finally see your hypocrisy, and you don't know what to do. You want to align yourself by my side, to take up the true mantle of heroism in this company...yet you can only do so under a different mask. You can only do so by interfering, and cheating, and giving in to your base instincts. I don't care what you claim Gryfon, you are a slave to those instincts. Everyone in this arena tonight is a slave to their base instincts. (The crowd boos.)

Go ahead and boo, it's a terrible situation, it is. But on this Easter weekend, the Good News is this: You have the power to change this. I have the power to help you there. Listen to us, accept what we tell you, and we shall break your chains of bondage, the wages of sin and arrogance. And Gryfon...I'm starting with you. Drop the self-righteous act and begin, slowly but surely, to accept the difficulties of this world. Prepare yourself to be a modern hero. Prepare yourself not just for idealized notions of truth, justice and the American way...but for absolute salvation.

(Eco looks out into the mostly booing but generally raucous crowd. He smiles and looks to Tytan.)

Eco: They're skeptical. I understand your skepticism. It's good to be skeptical. But just as I know Gryfon and Firewoman will come to see that we are correct...so I know you all will too.

And that process begins very soon. For very soon, you will meet a new disciple of reform. Someone raised up from the lowest of the low, brought back up to the highest of heights. I made him see his weakness, and I made him believe in his ability to overcome that weakness. With God as my witness...I will make you all share in the same humility and strength.

For my name...is Junichiro Muyo.

And I...Will...Save You.

(Ecosystem drops the microphone and walks out with Tytan, to a buzzing crowd.)

[mooseheadjack]

[GM TheRick is in his office, when Voltage walks in uninvited.]

Volt: Boss! How's your day going?

GMtR: Uh, who are you again...?

Volt: VOLTAGE! Yknow, the gnarliest double champion in OOWF history! The guy who pinned a dead sparrow and threw a wallet through a window!

GMtR: ...didn't you die at some point?

Volt: No, that was my cellulose clone. Im all about continuity and kayfabe! Now Moos...err, Rick...

[Kayfabe bounces a rubber ball off Voltage's head, glaring angrily]

Volt: I'm here to ask to choose my opponent for next weeks show!

GMtR: You're not under contract. You won't be facing anyone any time soon.

Volt: But...I brought T-Pain along. He was gonna tag with The Concept Of Autotune vs me and the Concept of Rock n Roll!

T-Pain: Shortayyy, that be true, don't be blue, T-Pain coming for you...

Ravenna Blue: What did you call me?

[Ravenna hits T-Pain with a chair. T-Pain has fallen.]

GMtR: This is madness.

Gerard Butler: No, THIS IS SPARTA!

Volt: ...no, this is America.

GMtR: How are you affording all these famous people?

Volt: I stole FF Cappington's estate. So, can I pick a match for next week? Maybe a title defense of my DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal title?

GMtR: ...you don't hold that title.

Super Mario: MARIO! holdsa the title!

Volt: Oh. Can I beat you for it?

Mario: You are-a writing da promo!

[Kayfabe runs in and hits Mario with a brick, then starts choking him. Sterling Glaw is in, 1, 2, 3!]

Glaw: Your winner and NEW DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal champion, KAYFABE!

Volt: Aww goddammit. Cya later, Moose.

[Voltage turns to leave, but gets cracked by a brick by Kayfabe. GM theRick gets back on with his work, muttering something about Australians, and the scene fades to black.]

[mooseheadjack]

<Moose hobbles into the Chamber and LD Williams is sitting at the bar, alone. Moose slowly sits down and sips his drink. After a long silence, Steve the Bartender makes himself scarce and Moose speaks>

MHJ: Where’s Poe?

LDW: Went on vacation. Where’s Fire?

MHJ: Honestly? I’m not sure. Where’s Stank?

LDW: He went to find Fire

<another long pause between the two of them>

MHJ: You know, some would say we were easy targets right about now……..

LDW: Some would be wrong. There still aren’t two people in the OOWF who can…….measure up to kz

<Moose and LD clink glasses>

LDW: So, Fire…….

MHJ: I don’t know. But Darling better pray she doesn’t get it together. She will make what I did to him look like a walk in the park

LDW: About that……I gotta ask, was it worth it?

MHJ: <after a long pause> Think Darling will ever be the same again?

LDW: No

MHJ: Then it was worth every second

LDW: Will YOU ever be the same again?

MHJ: Nope

LDW: Still worth it?

MHJ: Every second

LDW: You really are insane

MHJ: Insane like a fox

LDW: Why Davin? You are risking going from one insane feud to another, Davin will never stop either

MHJ: In most cases, I would agree with you. But there is something different about Davin right now

LDW: Like what?

MHJ: He is not content. Davin sees the Intercontinental title as the second title, he is the second fiddle to the world champ. Normally, he wouldn’t care, but the fact that its Alexander Darling? That bothers him

LDW: Think he would admit that?

MHJ: No way. I also think Davin covets the Grand Slam

<Moose and LD clink glasses again>

LDW: Just……..and I know you are not going to listen to this…….be careful

MHJ: Awwww LD, it’s almost as if you care

LDW: Screw you

<another long pause>

MHJ: You know when I said there are things I would fight to the death for?

LDW: Yeah

MHJ: You know……

LDW: Yeah, I know

<Fade>

[mooseheadjack]

OOWF TV showing clips of a rally/autograph signing held for Matt Folz earlier today at Curly's Pub in the Lambeau Field atrium. The Mayor of Green Bay, Mr. Jim Schmitt holding a mic and doing the introduction.

Mayor Schmitt: "And introducing Green Bay's own, and the future OOWF World Champion, Mr Matthew Folz."

The crowd going crazy as 'Battle Without Honor or Humanity' starts playing over the loudspeakers. Folz walking up, not wearing the usual suits he wears while out of the ring, but a retro 92 Reggie White home jersey. High fiving the crowd as he walks up, smiling at the gentleman holding a 'If Darling wins, we riot' sign. Folz grabbing a mic.

"I hope you don't mind, before I start signing autographs, a few things I'd like to get off my chest. First, and this isn't Davin Moreland style pandering, I can't tell you how great it is to be home. First time in a long damn time I'm wrestling in front of you, and I couldn't be more excited.

Now, speaking of Davin Moreland, I'd like to take this time to respond to some of his comments this past week. Now I don't care that you said you want me to break my neck. It's no secret you don't like me and I don't like you, so frankly sir I wish the same sentiment to you, so I'm not upset by that comment. However, two things I am upset about. 1st, your insulting comments about Wisconsin this week. See I was born here, I grew up here, and I can tell you that these are not only the greatest football and wrestling fans in the world, they're also the some of the nicest people you'll ever meet. Now, as far as your comments about both my intelligence and the women here in Green Bay? I can answer that simply by saying: You're married to one of the ugliest, most annoying women I've ever had the misfortune to meet, and you're questioning MY intelligence? Good Lord, I never thought I'd say this, but even your retarded ass can do better. There's not a chance in hell your dear wife Samantha would even crack the top 100 best looking women in Green Bay, nor the top 100 most intelligent. But that's enough time wasted on you.

Now, before I address the champ, quickly my second piece of business. Chris Evans you're one of the best I've ever been in the ring with, that's why after I win Wednesday night, I'm going into Ricks office and asking that you be my first PPV title defense. Have a match in mind that I think we're 2 out of the only 3 people in this company who can pull it off, will be a huge test of our stamina.

And now, Alexander, we come to you. You call me going to Poe a shortcut, I disagree, I call it research. And (Smiling) he's not the only person I talked to, see I won't be coming to ringside alone. I'd like to introduce you to my new..well, just merely calling her my new personal interviewer kinda demeans her value a bit, let's just call her my new Executive Consultant"

A tiny, but hot blonde coming out of the audience, joining Folz onstage.



"You remember her, don't you Alex? Used to work with you, travel with you. See, I ALWAYS cover my bases. I don't really need the info I got from Poe or Hayden to beat you, it's just a little extra. See, you can't beat me here, no one ever has. Pop Warner football? Never lost a game. Football games and wrestling matches at Southwest highschool? Never lost a home game. Wrestling in college at UW-Green Bay? Never lost a home match. See, you have to understand something Alexander: I'm not just going to have Hayden here in my corner, I'm not just going to have everyone in the arena cheering for me, I'm going to have everyone in the greatest state in this country cheering for me.You think you can handle that? Good luck. Or, to put it in terms you can understand:The reason you can't beat me? Because I'm a Wisconsiner......and you're just...not."

Fade

[mooseheadjack]

*Davin is watching OOWF-TV*

DM: "I'm a Wisconsiner...and you're not"? Seriously? For someone who grew up in Green Bay, you sure don't know much about the brat-eating, beer-swilling, pleasantly plump female population of that godforsaken patch of desolation. But I'll say this, the best wrestling and football fans aren't from fucking Wisconsin. Oh, and they're not nice. They're a bunch of assholes. But you can keep your nice, hideously obese women to yourself. Jealousy doesn't become you. And Darling is going to wipe the floor with you, and embarrass the living fuck out of you in your hometown. And I'll be on the other side of the curtain laughing my ass.

DM: You know, the greatest sports star from Green Bay in modern times, well, he was pretty good. But he was a hot dog, and routinely cost his team games. However, when it came time to win that one last championship, he didn't stick around in Green Bay...did he?

*Davin hangs 2 jerseys on the wall, a Favre Jets Jersey and a Favre Vikings Jersey*

DM: At least he had the sense to leave while he still could. Green Bay just simply doesn't have what it takes to compete. And the same can be said of you Folz. You've got skill, but you can't compete on this level. You know it. Hence your over-the-top promotion of the match. It's like you're trying to talk yourself into it. It's pretty funny.

*Moonbeam wanders in aimlessly with a microphone*

SFJ420: What about Moose's comments?

DM: You mean Dr. Phil? I think it's cute that Moose thinks he can psychoanalyze me. I mean, Davin Moreland certainly doesn't have any experience with that, right? Moose, seriously? Get your head in the game. Stop trying to search for motivation. Just know that Davin Moreland will be bringing the violence after everything goes red 6 seconds into the match. If you spend your time trying to "get in my head", it's going to be a very short evening for you. And who knows, maybe after this match, maybe I'll request a match as the de-facto number one contender? At least the fans would pay to see that.

DM: And as far as the Grand Slam? Davin Moreland will get there eventually. And when he does, he's not only going to be a Grand Slam winner. He will have done something no one else has done. And for that, Davin Moreland will further cement his legacy in the OOWF, as simply the greatest wrestler who ever walked the Earth. Well, except maybe LD. But even then, there are cases to be made for both.

DM: So Folz, you keep talking yourself into thinking you're ready to hang with the big dogs. Moose, you keep trying to figure out how I think. Meanwhile, your OOWF Intercontinental Champion and OOWF World Heavyweight Champion will walk out of the hell-hole known as Green Bay, WI. Victorious, and, of course, still champions.

DM: Cock-a-doodle-doo, motherfucker.

*fade*

[mooseheadjack]

*Scheme Gene walks into the Destroyitarium. Adam the Bartender is serving beer and brats to fat people wearing cheesehead hats, but the members of D&D aren't in sight*

SG: Hey Adam, I'm supposed to have an interview.

A: The guys went down to the boiler room to work out.

SG: Great, we can shoot some B footage.

A: From the looks on their faces, you'd better stay out of there.

SG: I suppose you're right. I could interview Wally instead.

A: Sorry, he's not back from Washington yet.

SG: What's he doing in Washington?

A: He's the new entertainment consultant for the Republican National Committee.

[mooseheadjack]

*Stank walks out of Rick's office and finds Matt Folz seething while staring at a monitor with the conclusion of Davin Moreland's promo.*

Stank - Don't listen to that idiot. He'll have his hands full with Moose soon enough.

*Folz nods his head and Stank starts to walk away.*

MF - Uh... Stank?

Stank - Yeah?

MF - Do YOU think I can beat Alex?

*Stank BUSTS OUT LAUGHING, uncontrollably. He continues to laugh as he walks away without answering Folz's queston.*

MF - Jerk.

*Stank continues to walk and eventually enters Chamber V his laughter alternating between a giggle and a guffaw.*

Moose - What's so funny?

Stank - Fo... hold on let me catch my breath... ... Folz asked me if I thought he could beat Alex.

*LD Williams starts to chuckle. Moose however is not in the mood.*

Moose - Oh.

Stank - So you're out of the hospital.

Moose - Yep.

LDW - Did you find Fire?

Stank - How am I supposed to do that?

LDW - She called you. Didn't you go looking for her?

Stank - No. She asked me to do something for her. I was just at Rick's office.

Moose -

LD -

*Stank walks behind the bar and pours himself a beer. He looks up and notices KZ staring at him expectantly.*

Stank - What?

Moose - Are you going to tell us what she wanted or are you going to make us guess?

Stank - You'll find out soon enough.

Moose - I'd like to know now.

Stank - I promised I wouldn't tell.

Moose - I don't like surprises.

Stank - And I don't like getting yelled at by your sister.

Moose - DO YOU LIKE GETTING YELLED AT BY ME???

Stank - NO! BUT BETTER YOU YELLING AT ME THAN HER!

Moose - Calm down Stank I'm just fucking with you.

Stank - What?

Moose - I already know. She called and told me.

Stank - Fucker, you had me going.

Moose - My next stop was at Rick's but I guess you took care of that.

LDW - Wait. Someone care to fill me in?

Moose - You'll find out soon enough.

LDW - ... ... I DON'T LIKE SURPRISES EITHER, YOU KNOW!

*Stank and Moose start laughing.*

LDW - It's NOT funny!

*This makes Stank and Moose laugh harder, which eventually infects LD as he joins in on the laughter. A moment later their collective amusement subsides and Stank asks a question.*

Stank - So gentlemen, I don't have a match tomorrow. Either of you want a corner man?

<fade>

[mooseheadjack]

(Tytan is seen on the phone hanging back trying to not be seen.)

Tytan: I know....you saw it. Not bad...Thanks...It's nice to be back....but I know Eco is focused on his cause and I will back him up....I know there is more work to be done.....Don't worry this will all come together....he saved me and he can do it again.....

....Really you sent a gift....

(Eco is walking by and sees Tytan talking to someone and catches what is going on.)

...you didn't need to do that. I appreciate it though.

(Tytan sees Eco and quickly ends the conversation.)

Eco: (Curious) Who was that?

Tytan: Someone I met that says she was a big fan.

Eco: A fan...nice.. (They bump knuckles.) Nice job my friend. You have been busy.

Tytan: Thanks.

Eco: Come on let's go we got things to take care of before the match.

(They walk off)

FADE