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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 7, 2008 16:28:33 GMT -5
Niles Anderson and Attitude Adjuster walk into the locker room of Mark Vander. Needless to say, VAnder is surprised.
AA: Surprise!
MV: Ah, hell. What do you want? Wait, before you say anything, I need to say that I don't like that you're infringing on my advertising gimmick.
AA: Don't get all worked up now, Mark. After all, you are talking to the No. 1 Chickenshit Heel Promo Guy in the OOWF. It's my job to piss people off.
NA: Yeah, even Adrenaline can't touch AA when he's got his A-game going. I can't wait to see what he does next.
AA: Anyway, Mark. Can I call you Mark? We've not had anything between us here in the OOWF, and I gotta admit...I respect you. If there's anyone in the OOWF that should get that Intercontinental Title shot at Johnny, it's you. After me, that is.
MV: Your point?
AA: My point is, let's cut a deal. You and me work together at Blood, Sweat and Fear, and take out Williams and that dragon guy. Then it's down to you and me. May the best man win.
MV: And how do I trust you? Come on, your track record sucks. Concrete, Beast, Reynolds, Semaj...hell, is there anyone you haven't turned on?
AA: Right here is your answer. Niles and I, we're like brothers. This is a man I'll never turn on. And if you can't believe the champ, who can you believe. Right champ?
NA: He's good, trust me. If he takes a cheap shot at you (pulling a $20 out of his wallet), I'll give you this $20 bill.
MV (hesitantly): I think I might regret this, but it's worth a try. I know after last week I can't trust Blackdragon. And I already know LD Williams isn't worth listening to.
AA: So we shake on it?
MV: Sure.
Vander reaches out and accepts AA's handshake. Niles looks at Vander and smiles. Suddenly, AA snaps forward his left hand and locks The Claw on Vander. Vander screams and fights, but drops to the ground as blood starts pouring from his head. After a few minutes, Vander is unconscious, blood dropping from his forehead.
NA: That was hilarious! Best 20 bucks I've ever spent. (Tosses the $20 on the prone body of Vander.) You really are the No. 1 Chickenshit Heel in the OOWF. You gotta teach me some of that stuff.
AA: In time, Yoda, in time.
NA: Wait...wasn't Yoda the teacher, not the student?
AA: Whatever. Those movies all sucked anyway. Come on, let's see if we can do the same thing to the dragon dude. Which dragon guy am I facing anyway?
NA: Who cares. Let's try it with all of them.
AA and NA are walking down the backstage hallways, looking for the right dragon locker room. They open the door that reads "Souldragon."
AA: Hey Souldragon. Can I call you Soul? We've not had anything between us here in the OOWF, and I gotta admit...I respect you. If there's anyone in the OOWF that should get that Intercontinental Title shot at Johnny, it's you. After me, that is.
(Niles is giggling and getting ready to take a $20 bill from his wallet.)
SD: Umm, I face Semaj at Blood, Sweat and Fear. You've got the wrong dragon.
AA: Oh. Umm, sorry about that. Nevermind.
AA and NA walk out of the room.
AA: I never liked that guy anyway. So cross him off the list. Let's try the Canadian guy next.
AA and NA walk into the locker room marked "Canadian Dragon." Inside they find a number of large safes and hear the mumbling cries of a mouse.
NA: Smells like mouse dung in here.
AA: Man, let's just get this overwith. Hey, dragon guy! We need to talk to you. Anyway, Canadian. Can I call you Canadian? We've not had anything between us here in the OOWF, and I gotta admit...I respect you. If there's anyone in the OOWF that should get that Intercontinental Title shot at Johnny, it's you. After me, that is.
CD: AA, you've got a big problem. I'm Canadian Dragon, and I have a match against Hardbody Harris at Blood, Sweat and Fear. Go play with yourself and your little Intercontinental Title shot. I finally brought Hardbody Harris back to the OOWF, and I'm going to teach him a lesson in humility and respect!
AA: You kidnapped a mouse for that?
CD: Just get out of my locker room, punk. And Niles, don't think I don't have eyes on your belt. Hardbody first, then maybe you're next!
AA: Stealing catchphrases is my gimmick!
CD: Your gimmick is getting your ass kicked. Now get out of here before I prove how well you do your gimmick.
AA and Niles leave the locker room. AA has his head down, reading from a sheet of paper.
AA: I guess all that leaves is Blackdragon. There's too many freakin' dragons in this fed. I need to talk to The...(bump!).
AA runs directly into Blackdragon, who stares at AA menacingly.
AA (hesitantly): Hey, Black. Can I call you, Black?
BD: No, you can't! And don't give me any of this respect and teamwork stuff. I've been watching this cameraman following you for the last 20 minutes. I saw what you did to Vander, and you're not pulling it on me. That chickenshit heel stuff gets old fast, Attitude.
AA: Yeah, guess you're right. OK, no problem. We'll just leave you be, big guy. Hey Niles?
NA: Yeah?
AA: Plan B.
Niles instantly coldcocks Blackdragon with the OOWF title, rendering him unconscious on the hallway floor.
NA: Damn, it's fun hanging out with you, AA.
AA: All in a day's work, my friend. All in a day's work.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 7, 2008 16:28:56 GMT -5
*Niles and Attitude Adjuster are still walking down the hall when Niles stops. They are right by Underdawg's locker room. Niles grins at AA.*
Niles - You know, I think we've got your title shot ensured. Maybe we should look into insuring I keep mine.
AA - yeah, you got a good point there. Even a dog with powers can't stop the 2 of us.
Niles - let's flank him at 3. 1... 2... 3!!!
*Niles lets AA charge into Underdawgs locker room. On the other side, UD is ready as AA walks right into a big boot. Before he has a chance to realize that he didn't take Niles down, Niles smokes UD with the belt. He then quickly starts stomping him until UD does a quick zombie situp. Niles stares in horror, then grabs AA off the floor, drags him off and runs. UD doesn't finish getting up. He just sits and stares as he watches Niles down rush down the hall.*
UD (under breath) - I'll get you in the cage. Don't you worry.
*Fade to Black.*
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 7, 2008 16:29:18 GMT -5
The 3Piece Set burst in to The Ricks office.
CC: Look here Rick we can’t wrestle at the up coming PPV.
Ax: That’s right we’ve come across some valuable information that all the challengers for the upcoming HitC Blood, Sweat and Fear tag title match have been infected with various STD’s.
Rick: You’ve got wrestle them, not shag them!!
FC: Look Ricky, HitC is a demonic structure custom built for injury, most likely blood will be spilt and not only are you putting the health and safety of the tag champs at risk…
Ax: who by coincidence are your number one draw!
FC: also the fans at ringside will be put in danger.
CC: and you can’t just believe those others guys saying they didn’t screw those diseased whores, just look at those guys they’d be happy for anything they could get.
FC: even if it was leaking green puss from its vagina!
Ax: hey and I have it and good authority that OBJ has contract anal warts.
CC: you’ve got no choice but order blood samples from those guys!
Ax: I’m not catching anal warts!
FC: and sadly by the time the results have come through, Blood, Sweat and Fear will be over and done with!
CC: Our lawyers are waiting to hear your response!
The 3PS exit.
Rick: What, you can’t do this, wait, Let’s see what I can do about this?
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 7, 2008 16:29:42 GMT -5
Donovan Viper is seen outside The Rick's office with Harper Camby and Tommy O'Neill.
DV: Oh yeah? Well fuck your Dayton Flyers! They couldn't win the toruney even if every other team went blind, you fat, bald motherfucker!
A whiskey bottle flies out of the door and bounces off Viper's forehead and drops to the floor, spilling.
SFJ #1/2 comes up to Viper and the Devil's Brigade: What was that all about?
DV: Well, being that piece of crap, Niles Anderson beat me unfairly, and being that I have a rematch clause, I demanded that The Rick shuffle the card so that I fight Niles Anderson in the cage for the title, since it's my right as the former champ.
SFJ1/2: I take it from your reaction that The Rick didn't take your challenge?
DV: What do you think, bitch? That cocksucker GM just couldn't even give a crap, just started to talk about some college basketball team in Ohio. So I gotta take on that jobber, Chris Alter Boy.
SFJ1/2: I don't think that anyone in the locker room and especially anyone in the audience would consider Chris Alt a jobber. He's one of the top young athletes in OOWF and he's beaten many of the best the OOWF has to offer.
DV: He's never beaten me, and he won't. He can't. He's beneath me. Me headlining a PPV with that little bitch is an insult to my greatness. Hell, me headlining a PPV for a non-title belt is just ridiculous.
The Rick is seen quickly coming out of his office, picking up his bottle of whiskey that fell to the floor.
TR: Ridonkulous!
And he shuts the door.
SFJ1/2: Uh, you're not headlining Blood Sweat and Fear, Donovan. Niles Anderson and The Underdawg are.
DV: All those tickets OOWF sold for next week's pay per view. All those fans that sold out that arena, they paid to see me defend the title in the cage. They paid to see the World Fucking Champion, Donovan Viper. As far as I'm concerned. I'm the top draw. The fact that I no longer have the belt means that these fans are getting ripped off.
SFJ1/2: Speaking of which. Donovan Viper, how does it feel to be a loser?
DV: Excuse me?
SFJ1/2: I'm sorry, let me say that differently. How does it feel to have lost your belt last week against Niles Anderson?
DV: It feels like crap is what it does. Niles Anderson winning that belt was bullshit! He cheated his way to it. Can't beat me clean. Look, I don't care if he's holding that belt, I'm still the World Fucking Champion.
SFJ1/2: If you say so, sure. So what do you say about your running buddies, The Devil's Brigade taking on your former running buddies, Hellion and Corax?
DV: Best of luck to both of teams, I say. May the best team win.
Just then Hellion and Corax enter the scene.
Cor: Luck? Hellion and I, we won't need luck to beat these clowns.
DV: Where were you guys last week when I needed your help?
Hel: Whatever, Donnie. We haven't spoken in months, punk.
Cor: It's a shame, too. With us, you'd still be the champ. These two guys are nothing but worthless flunkies.
TO: Floonkehs? Lessen hear ye scraggeely birdy-fessed puddin'-luven cunt. 'oo weahs eh mahsk enyweh? 'arpa en ai, we tek ye de cleanahs befo' en ai recken we devastet ye agin.
Cor: The mask represents honor, skill, and victory. Something you two know anything about. We underestimated you last time. It won't happen again, you ugly mick.
DV: Hey, how'd you understand him?
Cor: Dude, I speak you know I speak Japanese, Spanish, French, and Swahili. I can understand this "ahresh cunt", no problem.
DV: Woah, that blows my mind.
SFJ1/2: I understand him.
DV: Fuck you, bitch.
Cor: And you O'Neill, and you Camby, understand me when I tell you that Hellion and I, we will make Viper realize that you're nothing but a pair of losers, trying to leech off of Donovan's success.
HC: We make our own success. This Sunday, we'll successfully crush you both.
Cor: Just try, you big oaf. Just try.
Corax and Hellion walk off. Viper, Tommy, and Harper make a motion to walk off, and then all of the sudden Viper kicks SFJ1/2 in the gut and gives her a Sidewinder to the concrete floor!
DV: Bitch.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 7, 2008 16:30:02 GMT -5
*OBJ and GB are finishing an interview with Scheme Gene*
SG: Now remember, that order of protection is still in effect.
GB: Whatever.
SG: What of the allegations that Donovan Viper is gay? Not that there's anything wrong with that.
OBJ: Just because he went to an Erasure concert? Or because Pat Patterson keeps calling him on his cell phone? I believe Donny when he says he doesn't even know him.
SG: Damn! Pat never calls me any more. *begins to sob*
GB: This guy is too pathetic to Chomp.
OBJ: This interview is OVER!
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 7, 2008 16:31:24 GMT -5
OOWF Blood, Sweat and Fear PPV (part 1 – This one is massive!) <we start with grainy black and white scenes of WWII, the voice over begins> In war, alliances are forged through necessity,<clips of Niles and Alt talking> to provide protection and security, to ensure victory, to provide freedom. However, alliances are a fleeting thing, often broken as easily as they are formed <Donnie Viper taking out UnderDawg>. For the pursuit of glory and victory all will be sacrificed toward the ultimate goal. <a horribly bloody Johnny Adrenaline holding up the Intercontinental title> Warriors in the field, warriors at sea, warriors in the ring, all share a common goal, all share a lust for victory, for success, for that moment of glory when you stand above your fallen enemy, victorious. In a test of wills, you impose your will on a vanquished foe, be it in the field, at sea or in the ring, only the strongest will survive. All men, all warriors are bound by a common thread; all men are tied together, through Blood, Sweat, and Fear. <run through the OOWF roster> How far are you willing to go for glory?> Ross: We are coming at you LIVE! From the Delaware Port Authority Memorial Coliseum in beautiful Slaughter Beach, Delaware! Razz, it is great to be back with OOWF after a brief hiatus. Razz: It sure is Ross, and what a night to come back to! We have a new World Champion making his first title defense tonight, we have a massive tag team Hell In The Cell and we will crown a brand new Onslaught Champion tonight! Ross: I cannot wait for those matches; in addition to that, we will have Johnny Adrenaline defending his Intercontinental title against one of four men. Ross: Razz first up we have Johnny Adrenaline in a non-title match against a mystery opponent, Johnny seems to have it in his head that it will be the returning Brad Smoley, but my sources tell me that Brad Smoley is in Las Vegas training for the upcoming UFC fight. Any word on who Johnny’s opponent will be Razz? Razz: Not a clue, I tried to get an idea from GM the Rick earlier tonight, but he was not giving any information. The Biscuit will dominate UFC, I have no doubt about that, but the fact is, he will not be here tonight. I have tried to get the scoop from the boys in the back, but no one seems to have any ideas who it might be. Ross: Well there is only one way to find out, let’s head to the ring. JOHNNY ADRENALINE vs. – Non-Title Match <Johnny comes out first and takes the mic>
JA : Ok, GM the Rick, this game has gone on long enough. You tell me I have to face a mystery opponent tonight, which makes no sense. I am the Intercontinental Champion of the World; it is not my fault that there are a bunch of wannabe’s in a match later tonight trying to kill each other just for the chance to lose to me. But anyway, that is not the point, I have been doing some thinking, and I have prepared for all that you can throw in front of me. Whoever it is, it just isn’t going to matter, so trot out the flavor of the month, you gonna give the match to that new punk Tommy Wilder? Or maybe Hardbody Harris would like me to hand him his returning ass before Canadian Dragon gets the chance later tonight. Or maybe you are going to bring back one of the nobodies that left the OOWF a few weeks ago, Smark? Smoley? Blade? Who’s it gonna be GM the Rick? Some local nobody indie worker? Come on, bring him out
<just then GM the Rick comes out to the stage with a mic and a bottle, he takes a long swig and speaks>
GMtR : You know Johnny, there are a whole lot of toolbox douches around here, but I gotta say you are the worst. I suppose somewhere, at sometime; someone told you you were a great wrestler. Well, whoever said that doesn’t know their asshole from a hole in the ground. Sure you have some flashy moves in the ring, but you are just about the biggest whiner I have ever seen. So you wanna know who your opponent is, well let me tell you….
JA: Cut the crap GM the Rick, just bring the sorry son of a bitch out here so I can beat his ass in the ring and get to the back to get ready for my real match.
GMtR Fine, you want to know your opponent tonight <Iron Maiden’s The Number of the Beast hits, Johnny cringes in the center of the ring and looks like he wants to crawl away and die> you opponent….. BEAST! JOHNNY ADRENALINE vs. BEAST – Non-Title match Johnny tries to attack Beast as he gets into the ring. Johnny clubs away with blows to the back and the back of the head. At first it succeeds at dropping Beast to one knee. Johnny hits a standing dropkick to the side of Beast’s head that takes him down to both knees. Johnny turns around to tell the crowd how smart he is, and when he turns back around Beast is back on his feet grinning at Johnny. Johnny tries a few punches to Beast’s head, but they don’t faze the big man, Johnny falls to his knees and begs Beast not to kill him. Beast ponders it for a second, then levels Johnny with a big boot to the face. Johnny falls backward to the mat; Beast grabs Johnny and pulls him to his feet, then destroys him with a clothesline. Johnny tries to escape to the safety of the outside, but Beast grabs his tights and pulls him back into the ring. Beast whips him to the ropes and catches Johnny with a big power slam. Johnny arches his back in pain; Beast gets to his feet and bounds off the ropes and connects with a big flying knee drop right to Johnny’s sternum. Beast makes the cover, but pulls Johnny up at two. Beast grins from ear to ear, now he is toying with the Intercontinental champion. Beast whips Johnny into a corner and follows him in with a big clothesline. Johnny staggers out of the corner and takes a few wild swings in Beast’s direction, Beast easily avoids them and Johnny falls face first to the mat. Beast hits the ropes and drops a leg across the back of Johnny’s head. Beast doesn’t even try for a cover this time, instead he just pulls Johnny to his feet, Johnny creates some separation by poking Beast in the eye. Beast staggers backward, toward the ropes, Johnny charges, but Beast has the presence of mind to backdrop Johnny, and he goes sailing over the top rope to the floor. Beast follows Adrenaline outside the ring, scoops the champ up and drops him throat first on the steel guardrail. Beast is still not done; he whips Johnny into the steps shoulder first, then sends him face first into the steel ring post. Beast rolls back into the ring to break the ten count, Johnny slowly gets to his feet, he is wearing a crimson mask. Johnny grabs his title and starts back up the ramp, Beast heads out of the ring and grabs Johnny bringing him back into the ring. Johnny keeps hold of the title, as Beast gets into the ring, Johnny gets to his feet and tries to hit Beast with the title, Beast ducks and as Johnny spins back around he eats a big boot to the face. The Intercontinental title flies out of the ring, and Beast calls for the Club O’Death, Johnny crawls toward the referee and uses the ref to pull himself to his knees. Out of the corner of his eye he sees Beast calling for the Club O’Death, so he low blows the referee! The ref collapses in a heap, calling for the bell. WINNER by DQ in 7:06 Beast After the match Johnny is trying to make his way out of the ring, Beast grabs him, pulls him to his feet and DESTROYS him with a Club O’Death. Beast looks down at a semi-conscious Johnny Adrenaline, smirks, then drops the Intercontinental title across the champ’s chest and leaves the ring. Ross: <laughing hysterically> DID YA SEE THAT RAZZ? DID YA SEE THAT? Johnny finally got what he deserved! I guess this is one time when “Johnny DIDN’T Know best! HaHAHAHAHA Razz: Pull yourself together Ross, Johnny is still the champion. You might have gotten a kick out of seeing him get his rear handed to him by Beast, but the fact remains that it was a non-title match, and Johnny remains the champ. Ross: For now. You know Razz, when they announced the Onslaught Championship, and the whole concept of wrestling “clean” I had my doubts, but it has turned out to be one of the most intriguing things about the OOWF. The competitors have really taken it to heart and seem committed to working that style. Next up, we have four guys from the Onslaught division, in a 4-way dance; ostensibly the loser pays cab fare for the winners, an interesting concept to say the least. Razz: Westgaard, Seraph, Capellan and the newcomer Wilder have shown ma lot so far, this match has the potential to be a classic, Seraph is a bit of a wildcard, just because he is a bit on the strange side, but other than that, they all seem really interested in a good clean match, lets see how it goes
JW WESTGAARD vs. SERAPH vs. CAPELLAN vs. TOMMY WILDER – loser pays cab fare for the winners This match is one fall only, first man to get a pin or submission is the winner, it is also being held under Onslaught rules. All four men meet in the center of the ring and shake hands, the ref calls for the bell and we are off. Wilder squares off with Capellan first and stuns him with a standing head scissor take over, Capellan slides out of the ring, Wilder immediately springs to his feet and hits a suicide dive over the top rope (no hands!) With those tow on the outside, Westgaard and Seraph square off, JWW grabs a side head lock, but Seraph backs him into the corner, the ref calls for the break, clean break. The two come back to the center of the ring, JWW calls for a test of strength, Seraph locks up and the struggle begins. Outside the ring, Wilder pulls Capellan to his feet and rolls him back into the ring. Wilder leaps to the apron and springboards into the ring, Capellan catches him in mid air and hits a power slam. Capellan goes for the cover, JWW and Seraph are still locked in a test of strength, but both of them are able to reach over and kick Capellan in the back to break the pin. Seraph uses the momentary distraction to monkey flip JWW out of the test of strength. JWW lands hard on his back, Seraph hits a front flip leg drop and makes the cover, Capellan is back to his feet and drops an elbow across Seraph’s head to break the pin. As soon as Capellan lands the move, Tommy Wilder dropkicks him in the face. Westgaard gets to his feet and catches Wilder from behind and tries a release German suplex, Wilder does a full rotation and lands on his feet, Westgaard turns around and destroys him with a clothesline. Before Westgaard can capitalize, Seraph hits him from the side with a crescent kick to the jaw. Capellan and Seraph lock up, Capellan gains the advantage and tries a suplex, Seraph floats over and hits an Olympic slam. As Seraph gets to his feet, he gets killed by a Westgaard crosscheck that sends him out of the ring. Westgaard turns around and grabs Capellan and begins pulling him to his feet when Wilder comes off the top rope with a hurricarana that sends Westgaard to the outside. Now it is just Capellan and Wilder in the ring, Capellan grabs Wilder and sends him to the ropes, Wilder tries for a back handspring elbow, but Capellan catches him in mid-air and turns it into a dragon suplex, bridge and pin. The pin is broken up at two by Seraph, who just made it back into the ring. The action continues at breakneck speed for the next fifteen minutes, there are numerous two counts, but no one can quite get the three count. The end comes when Seraph and Westgaard are in the ring, Capellan is outside on one side of the ring, Wilder is on the other. Seraph and Westgaard get to their feet, Seraph hits the ropes and tries for a reverse bulldog, Westgaard ducks and sends Seraph to the ropes, as he comes back, he kicks Seraph in the midsection and lifts him for a jackhammer. Westgaard connects with the move, but the impact knocks him off of Seraph. Seraph is out. Out of nowhere Capellan comes off the top rope and connects with a frog splash. The ref starts the count, but Westgaard grabs Capellan to break the count. As the two of them are distracted, Wilder comes out of nowhere with a spectacular moonsault. Wilder hooks a dazed Seraph and the ref makes the three count. WINNER in 27:07 Tommy Wilder After a few minutes, Wilder, Capellan and Westgaard help Seraph to his feet. Seraph looks a bit stunned, realizes what happened and gets a calm serene look on his face, nods his head at his three competitors and heads to the back. Wilder, Capellan and Westgaard all raise each other’s hands and leave the ring together. Ross: What a win for the newcomer Tommy Wilder, and what a clinic those four men put on! I gotta say I was very impressed. Razz: That was something else Ross, and you’re right, it was a great win for Tommy Wilder, it is nice to see some action that doesn’t resort to swinging chairs and massive bloodloss Ross: Speaking of which, that could well be how our next match ends up, SoulDragon has a known mean streak and is not afraid to use chairs, or cinder blocks, on an opponent. Razz: Not this time Ross, I don’t think it will come to that this time. SoulDragon has already admitted he respects Semaj B. These two were running mates in the AYUFF, and may well still be, what is the status of the AYUFF anyway? Ross: That is a question I just can’t answer right now Razz, ever since Moosehead Jack and Concrete TG started teaming up, both the Establishment and the AYUFF have been in a sort of limbo. It appears that Niles and Attitude Adjuster are both trying to assume control, but that is only speculation on my part. As far as SoulDragon goes, well it will be interesting to see if he can keep his temper through the match. He may respect Semaj a lot, but he tends to come a bit unraveled when things don’t go his way. Let’s head to the ring and see what happens.
SOULDRAGON vs. SEMAJ B Nod of mutual respect to start, and we begin the match. Collar and elbow lock up, SD grabs a side headlock, Semaj immediately reverses out of it into a test of strength. SD gets the advantage at first pushing SB all the way down to the mat, SB bridges to avoid the pin and fights his way back to a standing position. Semaj begins to win the test of strength pushing Dragon down to the mat, SD goes all the way down and now he bridges to avoid the pin. Instead of fighting back to his feet, SD rolls backward, breaking the hold, but holding on to SB’s arm. SD, keeps hold of the arm, and runs up the corner, turns, leaps and takes SB over with a head scissors into a pinning position, SD gets a two count, but as he grabs for SB’s leg, SB reverses it into a sunset flip, SD rolls out of it gets to his feet and drop kicks SB in the face. SB hits the mat; SD hits the ropes springboard into a backflip/legdrop, SB moves, SD lands on the mat flat on his rear. SB springs to his feet and tries a front kick to the face, SD rolls backward to avoid it and rolls to his feet, as SB spins back around to face SD, SD knees him in the midsection and hits a gut wrench suplex. SD pulls SB up to a sitting position and grabs his arms and pulls them behind his back and plants a knee in the middle of his back. Semaj squirms in pain, but will not give up. Semaj fights his way to a standing position, but SD clips his knees and Semaj falls to his knees. SD releases SB’s arms and lays a couple of stiff kicks into SB’s back, finishing him off with a brutal kick to the back of the head. Semaj falls face first to the mat. SD bounds off the ropes and hits a low dropkick to SB’s face, then rolls him over and makes the cover, Semaj is able to roll the shoulder at two, but just barely. SoulDragon stays on the offensive, patiently waiting for Semaj to get to his feet, then taking him down with brutal kicks. Dragon almost gets a three count after he hit a spin kick that nearly took SB’s head off. The match turns for Semaj when SD goes for an Omen Driver; Semaj manages to slip over SD’s shoulder and hits a German suplex with bridge for a two count. SD gets back to his feet and swings wildly, Semaj ducks and grabs SD and hits the Live and Let Die! Cover gets a two count. Both men back to their feet, Semaj scoops Dragon, now Dragon frees himself, Semaj turns around, Dragon super kicks Semaj in the mouth. Semaj hits the mat, and SD locks on the ankle lock! Semaj works to turn back on his back and pushes SD into the corner with his other foot. As Dragon comes out of the corner, SB drop toe holds SD and locks on the Octopussy! SD tries to make it to the ropes, but Semaj uses his leverage advantage to keep him in the middle of the ring. Finally SD has no choice, he taps. WINNER in 22:22 Semaj B After the match, Semaj helps SD to his feet, the two shake hands and embrace and head to the back together. Ross: Razz that was quite the impressive performance by both SoulDragon and Semaj B. SoulDragon is one of the more intriguing athletes here in the OOWF. On one hand he can be one of the more brutal men to lace up the boots, but then on the other, as we saw here tonight, he prides himself in being a man of honor, at least to opponents he deems worthy of honor. Razz: well that is sound strategy Ross, you really never know where this guy is coming from, you never know what kind of a match to expect from him. When you have to be tentative and try to adapt to your opponent on the fly, it makes you hesitant and vulnerable to their offense. I have seen SoulDragon at his worst; he is a dangerous opponent no matter what his mind frame is at the moment. We already know that Blackdragon earned the shot, and I dare say that he came out of his match much better than Johnny came out of his. I am going on record tonight and saying that there WILL be a new champion crowned tonight. Razz: Well that remains to be seen Ross, a lot can happen between now and their match. But that’s for later on in the card. Right now we have a match featuring another reuniting team, and two guys who were on opposing teams just last week. Ross: It will certainly be interesting to see how this match goes. Can Microplay and GimmickMan be on the same page just days after trying to better the other? I tend to think so, they are two professionals, they know each other well. They have faced each other before. I think the real test will be to see if Endo and Morte can recapture their old form after not teaming on a regular basis for several weeks. Razz: Well I have to disagree with you here Ross, I used to be in a regular team and it’s sort of like riding a bike, once you get into that rhythm with your partner, it is always there. Endo and Morte teamed for a long time, it will only take a minute for them to function as a team again. On the other hand, Microplay and GimmickMan may know each other well, but they have never teamed. There is a difference in being able to anticipate what your opponent will do next against you and what your opponent will do next against a foe. I am going to say the experience of Morte and Endo will get them the win tonight.
GIMMICKMAN & MICROPLAY vs. ENDO & MORTE Just a week after being on opposite teams in a tag match, Microplay and GimmickMan find themselves partners tonight to face Establishment members Endo and Morte. Micro and Morte start off, they circle waiting to lock up, Morte takes a few kicks at MP’s legs and knees, finally MP has had enough of that, after one attempt, MP darts in and drops Morte with an elbow to the face. Morte falls to his hands and knees; MP steps back a few steps and hits the field goal kick to Morte’s face. MP pulls Morte up, sends him into the ropes and catches him with a back elbow sending Morte to the mat. Quick tag to GimmickMan who comes in and rocks Morte with a pair of European uppercuts, then hits a gut wrench suplex. Before Morte can move, GM drops a knee to the side of his face and grabs an arm bar. Morte shakes the cobwebs free and works his way to his feet. GM pulls Morte toward his corner, and GM tags MP. Gimmick wrings the arm one more time, and MP comes in from the top rope with an elbow to Morte’s arm. Morte falls to his knees and MP grabs the arm again and applies a top wristlock. Morte fights out of this and back to his feet, and lands a couple of punches to MP’s face. Micro staggers back a few steps, Morte bounds off the ropes, he didn’t see MP make the tag to GM, as Morte comes off the ropes, MP drop toe holds him, and GM comes in and drops a knee across the back of his head. Endo has had about enough of this and he comes in and starts throwing haymakers. The ref gets Endo back to his corner, and as he does MP puts Morte in an abdominal stretch, GM hits the ropes and knees Morte right in the face. Morte falls to the mat. Gimmick makes the cover, the ref turns around to make the count, and Endo comes right back into the ring and breaks it up. Microplay comes in to stop Endo, but Endo tosses him over the top rope. Endo pulls Gimmick to one corner and chops away. Gimmick reverses it and drops Gimmick with a couple of jabs to the jaw. When Gimmick turns around to make a tag, Morte destroys him with a super kick to the face. Now Morte pulls Gimmick toward their corner, and makes a tag to a recovered Endo. Endo and Morte take over for a bit, keeping Gimmick isolated in their corner. The end comes rather abruptly when Endo takes a swing at Microplay on the apron, MP ducks it and grabs Endo’s head and drops off the apron clotheslining him on the top rope. Endo rebounds off the ropes, staggers back a few steps and walks right into a SPARTAN PLUNGE! From GimmickMan, GM covers, Morte tries to break up the pin, but MP slides back into the ring and cuts him off. The ref makes the three count just before Endo can kick out. WINNERS in 11:14 GimmickMan & Microplay Razz: Well I will admit this, Gimmick and Micro surprised the hell outta me! They showed pretty good teamwork, and to my surprise, it just seemed like Endo and Morte were a little off tonight Ross: It did seem that way didn’t it Razz, I am not sure why that is, I happen to think it was simply a case of Micro and Gimmick being the superior athletes. Razz: That may be Ross, but I don’t want to take anything away from Endo or Morte, both of them are fantastic athletes, tonight just wasn’t their night. Ross: Our next match is an interesting one, to say the least. This is the first time The Devil’s Brigade and Hellion and Corax have been in the same ring since Donovan Viper turned on UnderDawg and split the Ministry. While it does seem like Hellion and Corax have moved on to separate things, you have to think that there are some hard feelings that still exist. Razz: No doubt Ross, what I hear from the back is that Hellion is furious that Donovan turned on Dawg, and blames O’Neil and Camby for planting the seeds of doubt into Viper’s ear. I hear that Corax is not quite as upset about the whole thing, and that he feels like the split of the Ministry was necessary because the four men just were not on the same page anymore Ross: Well we will see, I have a feeling tensions will be running high, and I just don’t like The Devil’s Brigade’s chances in this one.
THE DEVIL’S BRIGADE vs. HELLION & CORAX Hellion and Corax come to the ring first, Hellion acknowledges the fans, Corax seems like he is all business. The Devil’s Brigade come to the ring next with a mic, now what? TO: Ey ‘Arper loon in ta ring, two fekkin losers. No ‘onder Donnie left ‘um to ‘ang wif REAL winners. HC: What my linguistically challenged friend is saying here, Hellion and Corax, is that there is really no point in you two wrestling us. Obviously you guys don’t measure up to us, hell that is obvious. But just to hammer the point home even more clear, just think about this, Donovan Viper, the greatest OOWF Champion this fed has ever seen, even saw that you two couldn’t cut it. He dumped you two, AND that moron UnderDawg…At this point Hellion has had enough, he leaves the ring and attacks TDB, it lasts a few seconds and then TDB gain the advantage. Finally Corax comes to his partner’s aid and the four men brawl back to the ring. Corax and TO square off in one corner and trade chops and slaps to the chest, as well as more than a few closed fist shots to the face. Harper and Hellion brawl along the ropes and eventually tumble over the top to the floor. Harper is to his feet first and charges at Hellion, Hellion ducks under and lifts Harper and sidewalk slams Harper on the concrete floor. Inside the ring TO has Corax rocked after a couple of body shots, TO comes off the ropes and nails Corax with a flying clothesline. TO pulls Corax to his feet and traps him in an abdominal stretch, then pounds away at Corax’s face, Corax is helpless to stop him, and in no time a dark spot of blood shows through Corax mask. Hellion comes back into the ring and drop kicks TO in the face, TO breaks the hold and staggers back a few steps. Now Hellion goes on the offensive. Hellion whips TO to the ropes and hits a spinning sidekick. Before he can make any kind of cover, Camby gets back in the ring and grabs Hellion and shoots him to the outside. As Corax is getting to his feet, Harper spins him around and DESTROYS him with a belly-to-belly suplex. Tommy slips under the bottom rope and whips Hellion into the steel ring steps. Inside the ring, Camby hits the ropes and drops a knee right across Corax throat. He sits there with all his weight across Corax throat arguing with the referee and only breaking when the ref threatens immediate disqualification. Camby pulls Corax to his feet and slaps him across the face a few times. This just makes Corax mad, and he fires a few shots back and hits a standing shining wizard on Camby. Camby falls to the mat, as does Corax. Corax begins to try and crawl toward his corner where Hellion is just getting back to the apron. Before Corax can turn around, TO runs around the ring, pulls Hellion off the apron and slams him face first into the steel ring post. Hellion falls to the mat, a pool of blood slowly forms around his head. Corax finally turns and drags himself toward his corner and reaches up to make the tag to Hellion, but Hellion isn’t there. Corax gets to his feet and looks around, he turns around to the middle of the ring and Camby tries to decapitate him with a clothesline. Camby scoops Corax up and walks him over to TDB’s corner and plants him with a power slam and tags in O’Neil. Tommy comes in, mounts Corax and pounds away at his skull. They keep Corax trapped in their corner for the next several minutes working him over; they never even try to go for the pin. The whole time, a horribly bloody Hellion has been fighting his way back to his feet and to the apron. Finally inside the ring, Corax unloads with rights and lefts, fighting his way out of TDB’s corner. He backs TO up a few steps, then unleashes a super kick on Camby knocking him off of the apron. Hellion is on his feet on the apron and makes his way back into the ring. Corax blasts away at TO staggering him with punches and kicks, a right cross turns TO all the way around Corax finally makes the tag to Hellion, Hellion springs into action, bounding off the ropes, he tries for a flying forearm, but TO ducks and Hellion slams into Corax. Hellion is stunned. Corax flies out of the ring. After several minutes of action, Hellion has TO down after a Tornado DDT out of the corner. He goes to make the tag to Corax and Corax just stares at him rubbing his jaw where Hellion hit him with the forearm. Corax jumps off t he apron and walks away. Hellion is stunned, he yells at his partner to get back into the match, but Corax keeps walking. TO gets to his feet, spins Hellion around and absolutely kills him with the knockout punch. TO grabs Hellions legs and locks on the Gaelic cloverleaf, and the rest is academic. The ref sees Hellion is out, so he calls for the bell. WINNERS in 28:12 The Devil’s Brigade After the match, The Devil’s Brigade celebrate and leave the ring, they pass Corax on the ramp and just sort of nod in his direction. Corax watches them go, then charges back to the ring where Hellion is just now starting to stir. Corax helps his partner to his feet, and it appears that they are going to leave the ring together, when Corax pulls Hellion back toward him and nearly breaks his neck with an inverted DVD. Corax screams at Hellion, picks him up and hits a pile driver. Donovan Viper hits the ring, what is he going to do. He and Corax embrace and they both put the boots to Hellion. Viper picks Hellion and destroys him with a Sidewinder. Finally UnderDawg makes his way to the ring, before he can get a hand on either one of them, Viper and Corax leave the ring. Ross: <long pause while what happened sinks in> Razz, I just don’t know what to say. These two men, Hellion and Corax, they were here when the OOWF Opened it’s doors, they were the first tag team champions, probably the most successful tag team in OOWF history, and from all I have ever seen, best friends. How on earth did it come to this? Razz: Well Ross, all I can say is this, fame is a fleeting thing, a seductive mistress, an addiction. When Hellion and Corax were riding high, they had the mistress on their side, but since they lost the tag team titles, success has been hard to come by. If begins to creep into your brain that someone else is causing that success to slip away. To me, it looks like Corax simply didn’t want anything to do with a reunion; he wanted to go on his own. I know there were whispers in the back, people said that Corax sided with Viper when the Ministry broke up, there were those who said he was happy about the split because he could finally focus on singles glory. I can’t say if all those things are true, but it certainly looks like there is some truth to it. Ross: Well, you say the quest for glory does strange things to people, nowhere is that more evident than in our next match. Concrete TG and Moosehead Jack find themselves as teammates – through Jack’s doing! Just a few months ago, these two were out for each other’s blood, but Jack swears that he sees something in Concrete that leads him to believe that they could possibly be a successful team. So far it has not worked out as well as hoped Razz: No, it hasn’t, but again, when you form a new team, there are always some growing pains. You have two guys that are established singles competitors, and now they have to mesh their styles. To make it even more difficult, you couldn’t find two more opposite styles! Jack is a brawler, Concrete is more scientific, plus, the guys they are facing, Uncle Entity and Mercury, have proved that they are no slouches in the ring. Ross: That is true Razz, but I will say this, this is a weapons cage match, and I never in my life thought I would be siding with Moosehead Jack on anything, but there is no place for scientific wrestling inside a cage filled with weapons. I understand Concrete holds his values very high, but there comes a time when you might just have to set aside your morals and beat the hell out of someone with a chair! Razz: What? Ross? Did you just….well, anyway, uh, yeah and to add to it, it certainly appears that Entity and Mercury sent a message to Concrete earlier this week. He has to be thirsty for revenge, let’s see if Justice is, in face, served.
MOOSEHEADJACK & CONCRETE TG vs. UNCLE ENTITY & MERCURY – Weapons Cage Match The cage is lowered, and in all four corners there are metal garbage cans filled with plunder of all kinds – cookie sheets, kendo sticks, signs, chains, and each one contains a barbed wire baseball bat. The garbage cans are sitting on top of chairs, so there is that too. Entity and Mercury come to the ring first, Jack and Concrete follow. Jack and Crete are barely in the door when UE and Merc attack. The ref chains the door closed, and calls for the bell, this one is on. Entity grabs Concrete and whips him into the corner sending the garbage can o’plunder flying. Concrete gets to his feet in the corner, Entity charges in, Crete grabs a kendo stick and steps and takes a swing connecting with Entity’s head with a sickening CRACK. Entity collapses in a heap and is already bleeding. On the other side of the ring, Mercury has Jack trapped between the cage door and the ropes and is pounding away at Jack’s face, Mercury alternates punching Jack in the face and slamming the back of his head into the cage. Mercury pauses for a second after he hears the crack of the kendo stick and looks at his fallen partner. This gives Jack just enough time to pull a chain from the can and wrap it around his fist. When Mercury turns his attention back to Jack, Jack blasts him between the eyes with the chain. Mercury staggers back a few steps as the blood begins to trickle down his forehead. Concrete springs out of the corner and hits the super hero clothesline on Mercury, knocking him to the mat. Jack goes over to Entity who is now on his hands and knees trying to regain his senses. Jack unwraps the chain from his fist and loops it around Entity’s throat choking him out. Jack may well have murdered Entity right there, but he releases the hold to look for more plunder. Meanwhile, Concrete pulls Mercury to a sitting position and pounds away at his forehead, opening the gash on his head a little more. Mercury has had just about enough of that, so he low blows Concrete. With Concrete doubled over in pain, Mercury grabs him and sends him face first into the cage several times, the last time, when Concrete bounces off the cage, Mercury drops him with a chair shot to the head. On the other side of the ring, Jack seems to have found his weapon of choice, a barbed wire baseball bat. When he turns around toward Entity, intending to slam it into his skull, Entity uses the cookie sheet across the face to slow him down. Jack drops the bat and Entity sends Jack into the cage. Jack falls between the cage and the ropes. As he slowly gets to his feet, Entity pulls the ropes trapping Jack in the twisted ropes facing the cage. Entity slams Jack’s head into the cage a few times, then grabs the barbed wire bat and begins raking it across Jack’s forehead, drawing copious amounts of blood. Now all four men are bloody messes. The match continues like this for nearly thirty more minutes, All four men are exhausted, both from the beating they have taken and the amount of blood they have lost. Jack and Mercury square off in the middle of the ring, Mercury swings wildly, Jack ducks, grabs Mercury and sends him face first into the cage. Jack pins Mercury against the cage and reaches into his pocket producing two sets of handcuffs. Jack proceeds to crucify Mercury on the cage, adding a wicked chair shot for good measure. As Mercury hangs on the cage, helpless, Jack turns around and eats a spear from Entity. Entity goes for the door, but he is cut off by a Concrete TG flying clothesline. Slowly, Concrete and Entity begin to climb the cage; Jack slowly crawls toward that same side of the cage. After several minutes, Entity and Concrete are both on top of the cage Concrete is perched on top of the cage, Entity hangs on the cage just below him, Concrete is trying to escape, but Entity has hold of one of his legs. Jack gets under Entity, sitting him on his shoulders, Concrete adds a final kick to Entity’s face and Jack and Entity fall backwards. Entity clips his head on a chair and he is out, as is Jack from the fall. Concrete wearily climbs down the cage, jumps and lands on the floor. WINNERS in 38:42 Concrete TG & Moosehead Jack Concrete comes back into the ring to collect his partner. Jack slowly gets to his feet, but he is not done yet, Jack walks over to the still crucified Mercury, slaps him to wake him up and hits a heart punch. Mercury’s eyes roll into his head. In a surprising move, Concrete picks up Entity and hits a Cement Mixer. Jack and Crete leave the ring together, and leave Mercury and Entity lying. Ross: My GAWD! That was horrific! I am imploring GM the Rick, no more of these matches, I know I said sometimes they were necessary, but no more, this kind of blood loss and carnage can only shorten these superstars careers! Razz: Um, Ross, I hate to break this to you, but later tonight we got a Hell in the Cell, AND another cage match. This is probably not the last of the bloodshed for tonight. But I gotta say, that was a helluva win for Concrete and Moose. For the first time, I think they were almost on the same page, and the results were devastating! Ross: But what is next for those two? Concrete had motivation going into that match, will he be able to keep up that kind of intensity to keep the team successful, or will he resort back to his more mild mannered self? Razz: Well if he has any hopes of winning tag gold, he better keep the intensity inside the ring, he can play superhero outside the ring all he wants, but once that bell rings, if he keeps focus, this is going to be a hard team to beat. Ross: Speaking of someone hard to beat, both of our next competitors have not suffered too many losses in the last several months. Donovan Viper, while not a dominant champion, and not an honorable champion, was in fact the champion for nearly the whole year. Razz: And Chris Alt has been on a hot streak, Ross, I know he is one of your favorites, and he has had his chances at Donovan Viper before, will tonight be any different for Alt? Ross: I really think Alt breaks through tonight. Donovan Viper will be distracted by his loss to Niles Anderson, and that will give Alt just that little extra edge he needs to get the win.
CHRIS ALT vs. DONOVAN VIPER Viper comes to the ring first, and looks none too pleased to be without his world title. Alt follows and the two meet in the center of the ring. Viper jaws at Alt for a bit, Alt just glances down at Viper’s waist and smirks. That sets Viper off, he swings wildly at Alt, but Alt easily avoids the punch, goes behind Viper, and takes him to the mat, Alt rides Viper staying on top of him at every turn, hooks him in a half nelson, rolls him over and gets a two count before DV kicks out. Both men spring to their feet, Donovan Viper is almost frenzied he is so angry. Alt just points to his head and laughs. This sets Viper off again, he is ranting and raving, furious at being mocked by Alt. Viper grabs the ref and backs the ref into the corner, screaming in his face. Alt comes up behind Donovan and grabs him around the waist. Viper takes the opportunity to mule kicks Alt between the legs, Alt drops to the mat in pain. Donovan Viper turns around and glares at Alt with a sadistic grin on his face. He mounts Alt and pounds away. The ref tries to break it up, DV threatens the ref. DV yanks Alt to his feet and shoots him between the ropes and follows him to the outside. Once on the outside, Viper stalks Alt Every time Alt starts to get to his feet, DV takes him back down with a punch or a kick. Donovan rolls back in the ring on occasion to break the count. Finally DV waits until Alt is on his knees, DV charges and bulldogs CA onto the concrete floor. DV gets back to his feet, laughs maniacally and stomps away at the back of Alt’s head, drops to his knees and grinds Alt’s face into the concrete floor. Alt is nearly defenseless. Donovan yanks Alt up by his hair; Alt’s face is a bloody mess. A few open slaps, and more yelling and then DV rolls Alt back into the ring. Donovan Viper takes his time getting back into the ring, taking time to pause and argue with some of the ringside fans. When Viper does make it back into the ring, he makes a lazy cover on Alt, but Alt is able to roll his shoulder at two, which just infuriates Viper a little more. Viper pulls Alt to his feet and taunts him some more, slapping him. DV hits the ropes for a running Death Elbow, Alt ducks the move, and DV stops on a dime and turns around, and eats a Chris Alt uppercut that sends DV stumbling back into the corner. Now Alt explodes, trapping DV in the corner and wailing away, a few times DV tries to escape from the corner, but Alt grabs him and pulls him back into the corner and continues to beat on him. Finally DV is left lying flat on his back in the corner. Alt pulls him to his feet and whips him to the opposite corner and follows him in with a clothesline. The two continue back and forth for most of the match. After over 45 minutes of action, both men are bleeding, but neither one can get the pin. Alt scoops Viper, Viper reverses it and tries to suplex Alt, but Alt reverses that into a German suplex that hits the referee. While the ref is down, Viper pulls a chain out and wraps it around his elbow and hits Alt with a DEATH ELBOW! But it takes too long to revive the referee and Alt kicks out. DV picks up Alt for a slam, but Alt holds on SMALL PACKAGE! The ref counts 1…2…3! Alt wins! WINNER in 49:44 Chris Alt Ross: What a spectacular match! Alt breaks through and picks up a solid win. I would say that a victory against the former champ should put Alt right in line for a title shot. And if nothing else, Chris Alt is one of the few men to actually get a win against Niles Anderson in a singles match. They seem to be on better terms, so do you see Niles giving Alt a match sometime soon? Razz: Well, while they may be on friendlier terms, I would hardly say they are friends. Niles is a smart man, he knows that Alt is probably his toughest foe to date; I have a feeling he will not be seeking out a match against Alt anytime soon. And beside, that may all be a moot point anyway, word around the back is that Donovan Viper will invoke his rematch clause next week. If Niles loses the title, he doesn’t have to worry about offering Alt a title match. Ross: That is true Razz, but I happen to think that Niles WILL retain the title next week. I don’t like the man, but I do respect his talent. Folks up next we have a helluva match! Hardbody Harris, arguably the most popular superstar to ever grace an OOWF ring is making his return tonight! Razz: I can not wait for this one Ross, although I would not want to be making my return against Canadian Dragon, that is one dangerous man, when you are on the very top of your game he is tough to beat, I can’t imagine how difficult that prospect will be after a several month layoff. Ross: Well I know Hardbody Harris, and I can honestly say there is no way he will be anything but 100% for this match.
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(part 2 - I told you this one was massive) CANADIAN DRAGON vs. HARDBODY HARRIS Canadian Dragon comes to the ring first carrying a small box with holes cut in the top, Fievel I presume? After his introduction, the lights dim and a familiar tune begins to play: "You never close your eyes anymore when I kiss your lips. And there's no tenderness like before in your fingertips You're trying hard not to show it baby But baby, baby I know it
(Lights go up to full brightness. Hardbody comes out in his Aviator sunglasses, and 20,000 fans begin singing.)
You've lost that loving feeling Oh, that loving feeling You've lost that loving feeling Now it's gone, gone, gone Whoa-oh
(Hardbody gets to the ring, climbs the turnbuckle, and leads the crowd in another round of the chorus. Then he goes to the middle of the ring, drops to his knees, and mouths the words as he points to the crowd, who cheer enthusiastically.)
Baby baby, I get down on my knees for you If you would only love me like you used to do We had a love A love a love you don't find every day So don't...don't...don't let it slip away The lights dim, the music stops, the arena goes silent. Then, the chorus hits, the lights come on full blast, there is pyro (there goes the OOWF budget) The fans go batshit insane and chant “Hard-Bod-E, Hard-Bod-E” Finally after things have settled down a bit, the ref calls for the bell and we are underway. Harris and Dragon circle, then lock up. Harris forces Dragon to the corner and the ref calls for the clean break, Harris tentatively backs away, but Dragon breaks clean. Harris looks at him somewhat suspiciously, then backs away. Dragon comes to the center of the ring and the two meet again, lockup, Dragon grabs an arm wringer, Harris immediately reverses it into an arm wringer of his own. Dragon flips forward, ducks under Harris’ arm and takes him over with a back body drop. Both men spring to their feet, Harris is just a step faster and grabs a side headlock, Dragon shoots Harris to the ropes, HH scores the shoulder block take down. Harris hits the ropes again; leap frog over Dragon, bounds off the opposite ropes, and eats a beautiful Dragon dropkick to the mouth. Harris falls to the mat, Dragon hits the ropes and tries a springboard moonsault, Haris rolls out of the way and Dragon lands on his feet. Harris kips up and charges with a clothesline, Dragon ducks, Harris stops, and turns, and Dragon catches him with an enzuguri. Harris falls to the mat and Dragon makes the cover, Harris is out at two. Dragon works over Harris with kicks, then climbs the ropes, perched on top he waits for Harris to get to his feet. As Harris gets to his feet, Dragon springs off the top and connects with a flying leg lariat. As soon as Dragon lands, he gets back to his feet, charges into a corner and with one jump is on the top rope, he hits a moon sault on a prone Harris for another two count. Dragon has Harris in trouble and keeps his advantage going for several minutes. Harris finally manages to turn the tide when Dragon has him sitting on the top rope for a superplex. Dragon tries for the suplex, but Harris blocks each attempt. Harris lays a few punches into Dragon’s midsection, but Dragon keeps his balance. Dragon abandons his suplex attempts and springs up and grabs Harris in a hurricarana. Harris holds on and regains his balance and turns the attempted hurricarana into a top rope power bomb. Dragon is out; Harris is down as well, trying to regain his composure. The ref starts the ten count. At eight Harris uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet. Harris staggers over to Dragon and pulls him to his knees; Dragon grabs Harris’ head and hits a chin buster. Dragon crawls over and makes a cover, but can only get two. Both men struggle to get to their feet, once up, Dragon charges, Harris catches him and lifts him for the TO BE EDITED IN LATER, but Dragon wiggles free. Lands on his feet and hits a DRAGON KICK! Harris is out, Dragon drapes his shoulder across Harris’ chest 1…2…FOOT ON THE ROPES! Dragon looks a little frustrated and runs to the corner, he hits the bottom rope, Dragon sault 1, he springs back up, hits the second rope, Dragon sault 2, he springs up and climbs to the top rope, Dragon sault 3! It’s over, 1….2….NO! How the hell did Harris kick out? Harris gets to his feet, Dragon climbs the corner again, this time Harris falls into the ropes, crotching himself on the top. Harris climbs the turnbuckle behind him and hits a belly to back suplex from the top rope! Harris can’t make a cover, and the ref starts another ten count. At nine Dragon pulls himself to his feet, Harris follows, Dragon tries a scoop slam, but Harris slips over his shoulder, he spins Dragon around and kicks him in the mid-section and bounds off the ropes and connects with a fame-asser! Cover only gets two. Both men up again, Dragon charges and runs right into a TO BE EDITED IN LATER! Harris covers, but now Dragon gets his foot on the ropes. Harris drags Dragon back to the middle of the ring and hits the TO BE EDITED IN LATER again, this time Dragon cannot kick out. WINNER in 55:12 Hardbody Harris After the match, Harris slowly makes his way out of the ring, he picks up the box and opens it, brilliant light shines out of the box and Fievel jumps out of the box onto Harris’ shoulder. Hardbody’s music hits and they leave through the crowd. Ross: Well, now THAT was one hell of a gut check! Harris was certainly up to the task, and my god! I was impressed with Canadian Dragon tonight! Razz: That was one of the more grueling matches I have ever seen. Neither man wanted to lose, and it took two of Harris’ finishers to keep Dragon down, no one likes to lose, but there is no shame in losing like that! What a match! Ross: Razz, I honestly believe that our next match has the potential to out do the Dragon- Harris match. Razz: No question about it Ross, the finals of the Onslaught Championship Tournament, Firechild versus Thim Reynolds. I gotta say I am impressed by Firechild, after he joined 3Piece Set, I thought he would turn into nothing but a thug, and while he can be one mean, sadistic SOB, he has proven that the man can wrestle! Ross: No question about that Razz, but in my estimation, Thim has always had that in him. I have the feeling that Firechild would rather bend the rules and cheat, while Thim has always struck me as a guy who would much rather grind it out on the mat and get the clean win. For that reason, I believe that Thim Reynolds will win the match tonight, and become the first ever Onslaught Champion. Razz: Well, one thing about all this, I think it is safe to say that the best man will win, the one who makes the last mistake will be the one who gets his shoulders pinned to the canvas. This should be a fantastic match.
Onslaught Championship Tournament Finals
FIRECHILD vs. THIM REYNOLDS Introductions and such are over, both men meet in the center of the ring and the ref holds up the shiny new championship belt. Both men eye the belt, the ref calls for the bell and we are under way! Thim extends his hand, FC grabs it to shake it, then pulls him in for a short arm clothesline. Thim hits the mat, and FC falls on him with a side headlock. Firechild grinds the side headlock, Thim regains his composure and gets to his feet, instead of sending FC to the ropes, TR just picks him up and drops him with a belly-to-back suplex. Thim grabs FC’s leg and applies a spinning toehold, and keeps the pressure on FC’s knee. Thim drops several elbows across FC’s knee, and pulls it up at a painful looking angle. FC tries to go to the eyes, but the ref warns him against it, so FC is forced to try and claw his way to the ropes. When he is almost there, TR breaks the hold and pulls FC back to the middle of the ring. TR has FC’s legs, drops a knee to each hamstring, then locks on an Indian Death Lock. It appears that Thim is keeping things on the mat, and trying for a quick submission. Thim increases the torque on FC’s knee, threatening to pop his kneecap. Firechild is getting pale from the pain, but refuses to submit. FC inches his way to the ropes, and finally gets there forcing the break. Thim springs to his feet ready for more; FC gets to his feet, but has a hard time walking. Sound strategy on Thim’s part, keeping the lighter, speedier Firechild grounded. FC limps to the middle of the ring and Thim immediately shoots in and grabs a leg, FC gets the best of this though and turns it into an enzuguri. Thim staggers back to a corner and Firechild follows him in and lets loose with chops. The ref calls for the break out of the corner, and surprisingly we get another clean break. Firechild is still trying to stretch the muscles in his legs back to working properly, but he is still limping on that injured knee. Thim charges and tries a spear, but Firechild turns it into a DDT and plants Thim in the middle of the ring. With Thim down, it is Firechild’s turn to go on the offensive, he hits the ropes and drops several knees into the slam of TR’s back, and adds one to the back of his neck for good measure. FC seems to settle on working over Thim’s neck when he pulls Thim to a sitting position and tries to twist his head off. After several minutes of this, FC releases the hold, steps back and dropkicks TR in the back of the neck. FC doesn’t try for a cover, instead he pulls him to his feet and hits a swinging neck breaker, then follows that with a hangman’s neck breaker, THEN goes for a cover, but Thim rolls the shoulder at two. The match continues back and forth for several minutes with both men exchanging the advantage, Thim has done some damage to FC’s knee, and Thim is really favoring his neck from FC’s shots. The end comes when Thim has the Neck Massage locked on. FC is fading, or is he? Thim releases the hold and hits the ropes for the finishing clothesline, but FC lies back, and Thim misses. FC gets to his feet, as does TR, FC kicks TR in the midsection and hits the Wings of Phoenix! Thim lands hard right on the back of his head, FC covers1,2,3! The ref hits three just as Thim was kicking out! WINNER in 22:21 and NEW ONSLAUGHT CHAMPION – Firechild! After the match TR offers his hand, FC looks at him, smirks, throws the title over his shoulder and leaves the ring, leaving Thim standing. Firechild is met on the ramp by his 3Piece Set running buddies, Ax-Man and Chris Cole, they celebrate for a moment to the boos of the crowd. Ross: I can’t believe it! Firechild wins the title! That was a fantastic match, but of course he had to ruin it at the end, would it have been so terrible to shake the man’s hand? Thim makes a great gesture in offering his hand, but Thim just walks away. What a jerk! Razz: Well, some guys just aren’t into showing appreciation, or anything, and I think that is what the deal was with Firechild, he doesn’t want Thim to think they are even in the same skill level, even though anyone who watched the match knows otherwise. It’s all about the head games Ross, you know that. Ross: That may be so, but in my estimation there is just no excuse for being a poor sport, head games or not. Razz, you have seen your share of cage matches, you have even been involved in more than a few, what goes through a man’s mind when they are about to step into a Hell in the Cell match, especially against six people who would love nothing more than t o take you out for good? Razz: Well I imagine the first thing that goes through your head is, how the hell do I get out of this, what was I thinking to sign my name to this kind of a match? Then you realize that the rest of the guys in the match are probably feeling the same way, so no one really has any kind of an advantage. This match is not going to be for the weak at heart, plainly put, these guys do not like each other in any way, shape or form. The only way to win this match will be through pin fall or submission, I can not imagine any of them submitting, so the only way to win is to pin a guy, and you are going to have to damn near kill them to pin them. Consider yourself warned! This will be a bloodbath.
3PIECE SET vs. OUTBACK JACK & GATORBAIT vs. FF CAPSLOCK & STANK vs. REVOLUTION XX – Hell In The Cell For the OOWF Tag Team Championship All eight men are inside the cage. Revolution XX is in the ring, Jack & Gator, FFC & Stank and 3Ps are milling about the outside of the ring. FFC and Stank and Jack and Gator begin jawing at one another, they come to blows it’s on! 3Piece Set seem content to stay on the outside and watch, Revolution XX change that quickly, Coolname and Eric hit suicide dives over the top rope, catching 3PS by surprise and slamming them into the cage. Eric, Carl, Ax and Cole brawl on one side, tearing and clawing at each other in a frenzy, on the other side, Jack charges at Stank, who had just eaten a Gator super kick, Jack springs off the top step, and lands right in the arms of Stank, who simple falls back. Jack’s face eats steel; it looks like he may have broken his nose as blood is running down his face. Gator ducks a charging FFC and super kicks him in the back of the head, sending him face first into the cage. Gator follows with a diving forearm to the back of FFC’s head driving his face even harder into the cage. On the other side, Cole low blows Eric and sends him into the ring, Cole pulls a chain out of his tights, slides in and pummels EOM’s face with the chain until he is a bloody mess. Coolname and Ax trade shots to the cage, Ax appears to get the better of that as Coolname staggers away from the side of the cage, Ad charges in for a double ax-handle to the face, but Carl drop toe holds him and Ax’s face slams into the corner of the other pair of ring steps. The fall opens a huge gash on Ax’s head, Carl puts the boots to him and slips into the ring to help his partner. Coolname bounds off the ropes and clotheslines Cole off of Eric. On the other side, Stank charges an unsuspecting Gator and body splashes him against the cage. Gator falls to the floor, Stank picks him up and rams him face first into the steel cage, then the steel ring post. We are only about five minutes into the match and already all eight men are bloody messes. The battle rages out of control for over thirty minutes, all eight men are horrifically bloody messes. At one point all eight men are laid out in either the ring or on the floor. The ref starts a ten count, for eight seconds it looks like this match may well be stopped as no one stirs, but just before the ref hits ten, Eric O’Mac pulls himself to his feet and the match continues! The end comes when Cole staggers into the ring trying to see through the mask of blood on his face, he collapses into a corner, where he is immediately avalanched by a charging Stank. Before Stank can do anything else Eric O’Mac takes him over the top rope with a flying clothesline. Coolname rolls into the ring and gets to his feet, no sooner is he up than Jack and Gator come in and nearly kill him with a Call of the Wild. Jack gets pulled over the top rope by his head by Ax-Man and slammed into the cage. FFC comes in the ring and breaks up Gator’s pin attempt with an elbow to the back of the head, FFC and Gator roll around the ring, throwing punches, a mess of blood and sweat. With all the chaos going on, Cole pulls himself to his feet in the corner, glances around and falls forward draping his arm across a still prone Coolname. The ref, carefully watching the action, makes the three count, 3Piece Set retains! WINNERS in 40:09 3Piece Set After the match medics flood the ring and check on all the competitors, Firechild comes to check on his fallen, but successful partners. He looks on helplessly as medics check on all the men. It takes several minutes, but eventually all eight men are helped to the back, at least for now; it appears that all men have survived hell. Razz: I am damn near speechless Ross; I have NEVER seen anything like that in my life! Ross: I have never either Razz, and to be perfectly honest, I am not sure I want to ever again. That was the most brutal match I have ever seen in my life. Those eight men may never be the same again. 3Piece Set retained, but will they ever manage to be the same again? Razz: Time will tell that, but the only thing in their favor, everyone else is in just as bad of shape as they are. Ok Ross, I know you have been waiting eagerly for this one, next up, Johnny finds out who he will be defending the Intercontinental title against tonight. Blackdragon, LD Williams, Mark Vander and Attitude Adjuster all vie for a shot at the gold, Ross who do you like? Ross: Well, I’ll tell ya, you really can’t go wrong with any of them, LD Williams is a crafty veteran, and one of the toughest SOB’s in the OOWF. Attitude Adjuster seems to want that title, he has been hanging around with Niles lately, and he wants the title, I gota say, I am going to go with Attitude Adjuster here Razz, he is sneaky, and manipulative, and will do anything to win. But I have to think in a match like this, pure athletic ability and talent wins out, and to me, Blackdragon is the most gifted man in the match, he has the best overall package. Razz, I am going with Blackdragon. So who do you like Razz? What is your pick? Razz: Well Ross, that is a tough one, Blackdragon is coming on strong, and it sure seems like Adrenaline doesn’t want anything to do with him, Vander has also been a threat to Adrenaline, and he is the biggest man in the match, then you have LD Williams, one of the toughest SOB’s in the OOWF, and Attitude Adjuster, one of the sneakiest! Since Niles just won the World title, Attitude Adjuster is determined to win some gold of his own, I am going to say Attitude Adjuster pulls a slight upset and gets the shot tonight!
BLACKDRAGON vs. LD WILLIAMS vs. MARK VANDER vs. ATTITUDE ADJUSTER – Winner gets an Intercontinental Title shot later tonight All four men stare each other down as the bell sounds. Dragon and Vander lock up as LD and AA calmly sit back in separate corners and watch. BD and MV go thru an impressive chain wrestling sequence, resulting in a standoff, prompting LD and AA to give them sarcastic applause. BD and MV look at each other, then simultaneously turn and level their opponents, BD taking down LD with a right hand and MV sending AA to the floor with a dropkick. And the brawl is on. BD works over LD inside with a series of throws, culminating in an overhead belly to belly propelling LD over the top to the floor. Meanwhile, MV controls AA on the outside with his speed and whips AA to the ring steps. MV sees LD fly to the floor and decides to go work on him, as well. Vander sends Williams over the guardrail into the crowd and follows. AA staggers to his feet, and BD comes flying out of the ring with a suicide dive thru the ropes, and both men crash to the floor and the guardrail. Vander beats on LD all over the ringside seating area, before LD rakes the eyes and manages to climb back over the rail near the timekeeper. On the other side of the ring, BD tries a German suplex, but AA elbows out of it and gets a side suplex on the floor. AA sees LD coming around the corner gets a running start and nearly takes LD's head off with a clothesline. AA stomps away at LD, and MV makes his way back and they double team Williams and work him over. BD comes over and breaks that up, rolling Vander back in. AA continues the offense on LD on the floor and BD goes to work on the leg of MV in the ring. LD reverses a slam attempt on the floor and shoves AA headfirst into the ring post. Meanwhile, BD locks a Sharpshooter on MV in the middle of the ring. Vander is close to tapping, but LD clotheslines Dragon from behind and opens up on him in the corner. LD looks for the DDT on BD, but AA pulls LD's foot, distracting him just long enough to allow BD to hit a Northern Lights suplex for two. AA rolls in, but Vander meets him with a flurry of punches. Vander sends AA to the ropes and looks for a spinning heel kick, but AA ducks, and Vander nails BD by mistake. Williams grabs Vander and looks for the DDT on him, but Vander fights out and tries for the Deal Breaker on LD. However, as Vander spins around, AA clocks him in the face with a pair of brass knuckles. With the foreign object clear for all to see, the referee disqualifies AA. Attitude Adjuster is eliminated via disqualification at 12:17. As AA is escorted from the ring, with nothing to lose, he levels BD with a shot with the knux, as well. Williams regains his bearings, realizes that Vander is out cold from the cheap shot, and calmly covers him, and with a handful of tights to be sure, Williams gets the pin. Mark Vander is eliminated via pin fall at 12:51.This leaves Williams and Dragon, who is pulling himself up in the corner. Both men cautiously lock up, and we get another chain wrestling masterpiece. BD looks for a Sharpshooter again, but LD counters and threatens to lock on the STF, but BD gets to the ropes. LD breaks and stomps away. BD fights up, though, and chops his way out of the corner. He sends LD to the ropes and catches him on the way back with a hot shot. One, two, but LD kicks out. BD stays on the attack with a stiff vertical suplex, and follows with a brain buster. One, two, and Williams is out again. Dragon tries another belly to belly, but LD manages to counter into a single arm DDT, and both guys are down. LD is to his feet first, and unloads on BD with some hard right hands. LD is relentless, and the ref is forced to break. LD sets BD on the top rope for a superplex, but BD punches out, and LD falls to the mat. BD stands up, judges his distance, and goes for the moonsault, but LD rolls away at the last second, and both guys are down again. As the referee counts, Johnny Adrenaline makes his way down to ringside with his golf bag still selling his injuries from earlier in the night. The ref's count gets to seven, and Johnny pounds on the mat, presumably to stir LD. Williams rolls and drapes an arm on BD, but Dragon kicks out at two and a half. LD pulls himself up and actually goes to the top rope. Williams wastes no time and hits a nice elbow drop onto BD. Cover, and Dragon gets a shoulder up again. Johnny begins shouting encouragement in LD's direction. LD goes to lock on the STF, but BD shifts his weight, turns and rolls up LD out of nowhere. One, two, and LD kicks out at the last possible second. LD pops up, grabs BD for the DDT, but BD fights out, sends LD to the ropes, and hits a cross body. BD pulls LD up and hits a Dragon suplex, and bridges for the pin. However, LD lands right in front of Johnny, so Adrenaline grabs LD's foot and places it on the rope, and the ref calls for a break. BD realizes what happened, has some words for Johnny, and turns around right into the DDT from LD. One, two, but Dragon kicks out yet again, and LD is pissed. LD sends BD hard into the corner, but when following with a charge, BD kicks him right in the face, and Williams falls to the mat. BD climbs to the top rope, and looks for the moonsault again. But this time, before he can make the leap, Johnny hops on the apron and whacks him with a golf club, sending Dragon to the canvas, drawing an immediate DQ. L.D. Williams is eliminated via disqualification at 20:32. WINNER in 20:32 Blackdragon Ross: Damn that Johnny Adrenaline! Damn him to hell! Razz: I don't know about all that, Ross. Ross: He had no business getting involved here. Razz: Well, I'll say this, Ross... Ross: No, you won't say anything, Razz. Not only did Johnny ruin a fantastic match, he just screwed his boy L.D. Williams out of a title match! Razz: Well, L.D.'s not his boy, and it looked to me like... Ross: Or maybe that was the idea to begin with... Razz: Oh, come on, Ross. Ross: I wouldn't put anything past our alleged Intercontinental Champion! That was a knock down drag out match! Blackdragon gets the shot tonight, but what will he have left for the title match? Can he possibly be ready to face the champion after such a grueling match? Razz: Well Blackdragon is in tiptop shape, so endurance is not an issue, the concern here is that he didn’t tweak a knee or pull a muscle or something like that. Remember Ross, Johnny had a brutal match tonight too, so both men should be about even in the fatigue department Meanwhile, our "alleged" Intercontinental Champion hops into the ring and stomps away at Black Dragon, peppering in a golf club shot here and there. The referee tries to pull Johnny off, but JA shrugs him off and demands that he start the Intercontinental Title match immediately. Ross: What the hell? Johnny wants the match started NOW! There is no way Dragon can go now; he just went through hell to GET the title match! That Johnny Adrenaline is a sick, twisted bastard! Razz: Looks like the match is starting now!
BLACKDRAGON vs. JOHNNY ADRENALINE – OOWF Intercontinental Title Match Johnny lines up his golf club for a swing at BD's head. Despite the referee's warnings, Johnny takes his backswing, but before JA can follow thru, a hand grabs the golf club. Johnny turns around and finds himself face to face with L.D. Williams, who snatches the club out of Johnny's hand. A stare down ensues, and they exchange words, as LD obviously wants an explanation for JA's interference. Johnny's answer apparently isn't to LD's liking, and Williams shoves the club into Johnny's chest, turns around, and walks away. Johnny tries to calm LD down, but Williams continues walking, ignoring JA altogether. Johnny then realizes the golf club is back in his possession, turns around and stalks Dragon, who is just pulling himself up in the corner. Johnny winds up, but the referee grabs the club this time, distracting JA long enough for BD to paste him with a super kick. BD crawls over slowly, covers, and the crowd counts along, one... two... th.... but Johnny gets a shoulder up at the very last moment, as the crowd can't believe it. JA, the fresher of the two, gets to his feet first. He shakes the cobwebs, then proceeds to stomp a mud hole in BD. The ref tries to break Johnny from the ropes, but Johnny shoves the ref and continues to stomp away, pressing his foot to BD's throat. The ref pries Johnny off, so JA responds by shoving the ref again. The official almost calls for the DQ, but decides against it. Johnny tosses BD over the top to the floor. Johnny follows out, and sends BD to the ring steps, and Dragon sells it with a Foley-esque flip over the stairs. BD is completely out of it. Johnny tosses a golf club into the ring and rolls BD back in. A long delayed vertical suplex, and Johnny gets a two count. Johnny grabs the golf club, and the referee grabs Johnny's arm. The official warns JA, but Adrenaline pulls away... and turns right into a dropkick from BD. The club lands over near the corner, and BD immediately locks on the Sharpshooter, and Johnny is trapped. He fights for the ropes, but just can't get there. Out of desperation, Johnny grabs the referee and sends him to the mat. BD pulls JA back toward the center of the ring, but JA managed to grab the golf club. The champion takes a blind swing backward, but nails BD flush on the side of the face, enough to break the hold and drop Dragon to the mat. However, as the referee was pulling himself back up, he saw the illegal blow and calls for the DQ at 7:42. Johnny rolls out and grabs the IC belt from the timekeeper, but before he can make his way back up the ramp, The Rick comes out from behind the curtain to make an announcement. The Rick: Hold it right there, Adrenaline. We're not having any of that douchebaggery. The fans here in Slaughter Beach didn't pay their hard earned money to see you weasel your way out of another title match. The millions of fans watching on pay per view didn't either. So, the way I see it, I'm just going to have restart this match under No Disqualification rules. [crowd pops] Oh, and one other thing, Johnny. If I so much as see one of your running buddies peek their nose out from behind that curtain, you will FORFEIT that Intercontinental Championship! Johnny is indignant as the bell sounds to restart the match. The champion returns to the ring and bends over to pull Dragon up, but BD hooks him with an inside cradle for a long two count. JA pops back up and stomps BD back to the mat. Johnny drapes Dragon over the middle rope and chokes away, free to do so without fear of being disqualified. With Dragon still draped over the middle rope, Johnny rolls to the floor, grabs his title belt, and clocks Dragon right across the face. JA rolls in for the pin, but only gets a two count. Johnny picks Dragon up, carries him over to a turnbuckle, and drops him on it face first with a modified Snake Eyes. Johnny then does some thinking and figures there's no harm in taking the turnbuckle cover off. JA does so, then grabs BD again and for a second time, drops BD face first onto the turnbuckle, this time straight to steel, which opens up a small cut above Dragon's eye. JA sees the wound and pounds away at it with right hands, opening the cut further. Johnny then whips BD into the exposed turnbuckle, and hits BD with a running knee lift on the rebound, sending the challenger to the floor. Johnny smells blood, and quickly follows out to the floor. JA stomps away some more, then drags BD up and sends him into the previously dislodged ring steps. But this time, Johnny goes one step farther, picking BD up on the top of the steps and planting him with a DDT to the floor, sending a sickening "thud" thru the entire arena. The referee checks Dragon and Johnny stops to exchange words with some fans in the front row. A conversation with one of the fans gets heated, and somebody throws a beer on Johnny, so JA goes to hop the rail, but decides a season-long suspension, or, criminal charges, wouldn't be worth it, and allows arena security to eject the fan in question. In the meantime, BD is getting to his feet, and Johnny walks back over into his direction. But Dragon meets him with a flurry of punches, putting Johnny off-balance. BD beats on Johnny all around the ring, and hits a German suplex on the floor. However, as BD goes to follow up, Johnny backdrops him into the timekeeper, sending the bell, the title belt, and a chair scattering. Johnny sees the bell and grabs it, ponders for a moment, then climbs up onto the apron and up to the top rope. Johnny lines up his shot and leaps, but on the way down, Dragon turns around with the chair and wallops Johnny across the face, perfectly timed to hit the ring bell simultaneously, sending a loud "ding" echoing thru the arena. The crowd is going insane at this point, giving that one a huge "Holy Shit" chant. Dragon stumbles around and rolls back into the ring, and Johnny is unconscious. The referee begins his count and is up to six before the champion begins to stir. Johnny pulls himself up on the guardrail and is a bloody mess. Seven...eight, and Johnny crumples to the floor. Nine...ten, and Adrenaline has been counted out at 19:55. Dragon's music plays, but is cut off by The Rick, making yet another cameo appearance. The Rick: I apologize, everybody. Earlier, when I came out here and restarted the match, I apparently forgot to be concise with my announcement. You see, not only is this match No Disqualification, but it is also No Countout, falls count ANYWHERE in the building. Like I said before, the fans paid to see a finish to a match, not an ending to an episode of Thunder. Referee, ring the bell. The announcement gives Dragon a second wind, and BD goes to the floor and makes the cover on Johnny, but JA kicks out at two. Dragon pulls Johnny up and gives him an overhead belly to belly, sending Johnny flying across the floor. Dragon follows up with a release German suplex that bounces Johnny's head off the steel ramp. Dragon looks for the Sharpshooter one more time and locks it in on the ramp. With no ropes or weapons available to break the hold, Johnny appears to be in huge trouble. Dragon cinches it in, but Johnny will not quit. In fact, Johnny squirms over to the side of the ramp and pulls himself toward the floor, making BD lose his balance and fall to the floor himself, breaking the hold. However, Dragon is back up first, as Johnny's back is in bad shape. Dragon pulls Johnny up, but JA rakes the cut over Dragon's eye to buy himself some time. Johnny then grabs BD with a front face lock, lifts him up, and drops him gut first onto the guardrail next to the ramp. Johnny then tries a modified Adrenaline Rush, and hits it, dropping Dragon headfirst onto the ramp. Johnny, still selling the back injury, takes a moment to climb back onto the ramp, but makes the cover. One...two...but Dragon is out, and Johnny is pissed. Johnny pulls Dragon up and drags him to the top of the ramp and back thru the curtain. They fight down a hallway, and BD hits a Dragon suplex in the hallway, and gets a two count. However, when BD gets up, Revolution XX pop out of one of the doors and hit TOTAL REVOLUTION on Dragon. Carl tosses Johnny onto Dragon and it's academic, one...two...but Dragon is out AGAIN! The Rick comes walking down the hall and has security take Revolution XX away, leaving only Johnny and Dragon. Johnny suplexes Dragon to the other end of the hallway, and they fight thru another door, this one leading them back into the arena, by the floor seats near the entrance. Dragon pounds on Johnny thru the crowd and they make their way back to the ringside area. Dragon rolls Johnny into the ring and hops up on the apron, and hits Johnny with a springboard clothesline. One, two, and Johnny kicks out. Dragon senses it, however, and goes to the top rope for the moonsault, but Johnny sees what's happening, and kicks the referee into the ropes, crotching Dragon up top. Johnny walks to the corner, climbs to the second rope, and hits Dragon with a top rope ADRENALINE RUSH! It is over. One, two, thr...but Dragon is out again and Johnny cannot believe it. He argues with the referee over the count and turns around...where Dragon takes him down with a Fujiwara arm bar, but Johnny manages to somewhat block it, twist himself, and roll Dragon up for another two count. Both men pop up, and this time, Dragon dodges a punch and takes Johnny down with another German suplex. Dragon hurries to the top rope, goes for the moonsault, but Johnny gets his knees up just in time to block. Johnny's had enough, immediately picks Dragon up for the ADRENALINE RUSH, but Dragon shifts his weight on the slingshot and lands on the apron. Then BD lifts Johnny from the apron and plants him with a gourd buster to the mat. Dragon hops in and tries to lock on the Sharpshooter again, but Johnny fights it. BD keeps trying, but Johnny keeps squirming. Finally, Dragon opts for a catapult, sending Johnny face first into the exposed turnbuckle. Adrenaline does a Greg Valentine-like fall to the mat, and the crowd is going bonkers. Dragon climbs to the top, hits the moonsault. One...two...three, and we have a new champion. Winner at 36:22 and NEW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION- Black Dragon. Ross: HE DID IT! HE DID IT! MAH GAWD WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION! Razz: Wow, what a gutsy performance by Blackdragon, I gotta admit, he had all his bases covered, and thanks to GM the Rick, he is now the Intercontinental Champion! Ross: Johnny finally got what he deserved, his luck finally ran out! Now, finally Johnny knows what it is like to be screwed, he now knows what it is like to have something taken away from him, and there is not a damn thing he can do about it! Face it Johnny, you got beaten by a much better man tonight! I have never been so proud to call a man champion as I am of Blackdragon right now! Razz: Wait a minute Ross, not only is Blackdragon the brand new Intercontinental champion, but he is also the first multiple champion in the OOWF! Remember he and SoulDragon held the tag titles for a long time as well! Ross: That’s right! Well the man is one of the finest physical specimens I have ever seen, and on top of that, he is an outstanding competitor. Congratulations Blackdragon, finally we have an intercontinental champion we can all be proud of! Razz: I just wonder if lightning will strike twice tonight? Can UnderDawg finish what he started three weeks ago and run the gauntlet and take the world title home with him tonight? Ross: Well, I have no doubt that he possesses the skills to win the title, and that is not a knock on Niles Anderson either. Niles is a helluva competitor, but there is something sinister about UnderDawg lately. I think he wants to win the title just to ensure that Donovan Viper gets into the ring with him. Razz: I think you are right there Ross. While I have no doubt that Donovan Viper is mad as hell about losing his title, I also think somewhere he breathed a sigh of relief that he does not have to get into the cage with UnderDawg. Let’s see how the champ fares!
NILES ANDERSON vs. UNDERDAWG – OOWF Title Cage Match UnderDawg takes his spooky time getting to the ring, and finally Niles gets to make his first entrance as the world champion. Niles walks around the ring eyeing the cage for a few minutes, he seems a little hesitant to get into the ring with a clearly angry UnderDawg. Finally Niles gets in and tries a quick sneak attack on Dawg. Niles gets a few shots in, but then Dawg just does the creepy head snap of pure evilness and grins at Niles. Niles makes a beeline for the door and is screaming for the officials to let him out. UnderDawg follows him, grabs Niles by the arm and spins him around and proceeds to pummel him with clubbing forearms to the chest. Niles tries to stagger away to the safety of another corner, but Dawg keeps the pursuit up. Dawg whips Niles to the opposite corner and follows him in with a clothesline, Dawg then grabs Niles head and does the “ten-head-rams-to-the-turnbuckle” thing except he pulls Niles around to all four corners to do it, then to top it off, he sends Niles face-first into the cage. Niles flies like a rocket, and hits about halfway up the side of the cage and falls back into the middle of the ring. Dawg rolls his eyes back in his head and looks pleased as the champion lies on the mat in a heap. UnderDawg slowly stalks Niles, each time Niles tries to get up; UD knocks him down with a shot to the head. Finally with Niles down, UD mounts him and pounds away at Niles face until the blood begins to flow. Not satisfied yet, UD picks up Niles, throws him into the cage again, then lifts him for a standing vertical suplex. It seems like Niles keeps him up there for, oh I don’t know about an hour and a half, then they come crashing to the mat. UD makes the cover, but Niles is able to get out at two. UD pulls Niles to his knees, but Niles frees himself with a low blow. Now it is Niles turn for a little offensive. He slams UD’s head into the cage several times, the last time he does, it actually draws a trickle of blood from the Dawg. Well this only serves to infuriate the Dawg even more and he snaps. Dawg grabs Niles by the throat for a choke slam, but Niles frees himself with a rake to the eyes. Niles hits the ropes for a clothesline, but ends up eating an UnderDawg big boot instead. About this time, The Devil’s Brigade make their way to ringside. They stand by the door and taunt the UnderDawg. UD lifts Niles off the mat and choke slams him to hell, but does not go for a cover. Niles rolls off into the corner to recover while UD walks over to the door to jaw at Campy and O’Neil. Niles gets back to his feet and digs around in his tights; he pulls out a chain, carefully hidden from the ref, and blasts Dawg in the face with it. Dawg staggers back a few steps, Niles kicks UD in the midsection and lays him out with a SteeDDT! Niles makes the cover, pulls UD’s pants and puts his feet on the ropes and gets a three count! What the..? WINNER in 19:44 Niles Anderson UnderDawg gets to his feet and argues with the referee, he turns to Niles and grabs him and hits a Fireplug Pile driver. As Dawg is doing this, he doesn’t notice Donovan Viper climbing the cage on the outside behind him. Dawg turns around just in time to get a flying chain-wrapped elbow right between the eyes. UD hits the mat, out cold and busted open badly. The cage door opens and O’Neil and Camby come in and the three proceed to DESTROY UnderDawg. Attitude Adjuster hits the ring and drags Niles out to safety. Hellion comes out next trying to make the save, but he is quickly overwhelmed. Finally Corax hits the ring as well and again he attacks his former partner, sending him face first into the cage. Camby and O’Neil pull Dawg to his feet, and Corax slaps his former friend across the face, then destroys him with a shining wizard. The camera focuses on The Devil’s Brigade and Corax standing over UnderDawg and Hellion celebrating. Ross: I can’t believe what I just saw; UnderDawg was beaten, and DESTROYED! How can that be?
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 7, 2008 16:32:57 GMT -5
-Attitude Adjuster is dragging an extremely worn out and bloodied Niles Anderson backstage. Niles is barely clinging to the title, but still appears as if he's clinging to it for dear life.
AA - man, you won. Just hold in there.
Niles [barely able to speak] - That was the hardest fight of my life.
-All of a sudden, The Devil's Brigade, Corax and Donnie Viper jump at the two of them. Attitude tries to hold them off, but can't. Soon, the two of them are succumbing to the wrath and fury of the Donnie's crew. Donnie grabs Niles title and starts shouting in his face.
DV - THIS IS NOT YOURS BITCH. THIS IS MINE. AND I WILL GET IT BACK YOUR TENTATIVE WHORE.
-Donnie is about to start further when he hears a large smack that sounds similar to that of a steel chair hitting flesh. He turns around to see Corax laid out by Chris Alt. Two more smacks and The Devils Brigade goes down as well. Donnie is frozen.
Alt - the same goes for you if you don't drop that fucking title right now.
-Donnie motions to raise it in a gesture of attack. Chris raises the chair further.
Alt - Don't even think about it.
-Just then, a quick fist goes between Donnies legs and he crunches up in pain. A barely concious Niles used the last of his strength to take down the former champ. As Donnie is writhing in pain, Chris goes to help Niles and Attitude up.
Niles [as he's picking up the title]- I owe you one.
Alt - I know. And I'll collect soon enough.
-Alt eyes the title and then leaves Niles and Attitude to contemplate the cryptic message. Fade to Black.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 7, 2008 16:33:21 GMT -5
SFJ #668 catches Thim storming down the corridor towards his dressing room after the Onslaught Championship match
SJF: Thim, how do you feel? Most people had you locked in to take the first ever Onslaught Title but you came up short on the night
TR: did I? DID I? I suggest you go and take a closer look at the video and check out just exactly when the ref landed his three count and when my shoulder came up. I've no doubt that Firechild ran me a damn good match out there tonight and that he had me scouted well for that finish but I'm also damn sure that I was up at two and . . . well I don't know two and 9 tenths maybe? If we're going to have a pure wrestling championship then can't we at least get some referees that are able to handle it?
SFJ: but I thought out there you seemed happy with the result?
TR: happy? What sort of stupid question is that? Why the hell would I be happy with a loss
SFJ: but you offered to shake Firechilds hand . . .
TR: that's just good sportsmanship, something which you Yanks obviously know very little about. Of course I'm not bloody happy. I had a vision for the Onslaught Championship. I was going to take it onto bigger and greater things. High class, technical showpieces the equal of anything yet seen in the OOWF but now that that little tyke Firechild has won it who the hell knows what will happen.
SFJ: so what are you going to do next.
TR: well my dear, the first thing I'm going to to is march straight into The Ricks office and ask for a rematch as soon as possible.
SFJ: OK but
TR: hang on . . . the second thing I'm going to do is ask if the rematch can be a two out of three falls match so that we can avoid any cheep lucky wins
SFJ: well I think Firechild may have something to say about that description of his victory but
TR: AND FINally if you'll just let me finish. I'm going to request that all future Onslaught Championship matches are overseen by two referees, one in the ring and one outside - just to verify that a three count is REALLY a three count.
SFJ: and what do you think the chances of you getting that agreed by the GM are
TR: pretty good actually. He's a sporting man, I'm going to introduce him to the joys of Cricket. If he likes a game that goes on as long as baseball does how much do you think he's going to enjoy a game that lasts for 5 days?
SFJ: errr, OK. Good luck . . .
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 7, 2008 16:33:42 GMT -5
(Microplay is in the backstage area in the hallway, after his victory with Gimmickman over Endo and Morte, as new Onslaught Champion Firechild passes by)
Microplay - Interesting...Your first major title in the OOWF...You know what the irony is, Firechild?? I know what it feels like to be the first ever champion in a division. I WAS the first ever OOWF world heavyweight champion in history, and being the first to do it is something special, that no one can take away from you.
Firechild - Is that right, Microplay?? Well, i am the first ever onslaught champion, and i've got a title to appreciate...so if you'll excuse me...
Microplay - First off, you'll treat me, the former world heavweight champion, with respect...
Firechild - Former is the word, Micro. I don't deal with former champions.
Microplay - You know what?? You won't hold on to that title for a week. You haven't even proven yourself as championship material, and your title reign will be no different.
Firechild - Is that so???
Microplay - Oh yes...and if you don't believe me, then why don't you put that onslaught championship on the line, and i'll take it from you.
Firechild - I don't think so.
Microplay - I've got my eyes on that title, and the day you lose it is the day i take the title from you...TRUST me.
(Microplay walks off, as Firechild seems puzzled in distress)
(cameras fade)
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 7, 2008 16:34:03 GMT -5
*A Sexy Female Journalist catches up with L.D. Williams backstage*
SFJ: “L.D., your comments on this evening’s events?”
LD: “Well, let’s see. Johnny lost…Revolution lost…I lost…and Johnny lost again. All in all, I’d have to say it hasn’t been a very good night. How are you?”
SFJ: “Fine…um, I assume your first priority is for Johnny to get the title back.”
LD: “You assume wrong. Last time, I made a deal with the devil…I sold my soul to help Adrenaline get that belt. And how does he respond? Not only does he make a mockery of the belt by getting counted out or disqualified in every match; Not only does he lose the belt to Black Dragon; He doesn’t even have the brains or the balls to trust me. I’m not making that mistake again.”
SFJ: “So, you’re saying Johnny is on his own?”
LD: “I’m saying that what happens next to Johnny Adrenaline and L.D. Williams is up to him. The next move is Johnny’s and, for his sake, I hope it’s a good one. It may be time to realign forces in the OOWF. If that happens, it will not go well for Mr. Adrenaline.”
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 7, 2008 16:34:25 GMT -5
*The camera shows a dark locker room in the Delaware Port Authority Memorial Coliseum. Canadian Dragon is talking to somebody on a cell phone.*
CD: "You're right man...we stole the show. I just wish I could win of this matches...seems like every time I go out there and put on a show stopper I leave with another "L" on my record...<pause> Yes I know I've won the OOWF title..but that was a joke. Hell, my title riegn was for what, 4 days?"
*CD listens to the phone as he nods his head.*
CD: "Oh I trust you all right...and I know where the OOWF is heading...and I know what has to be done...but just relax...I will not be leaving Canada without gold..."
*Camera zooms to a monitor of Firechild holding the Onslaught Championship title then fades to black.*
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 7, 2008 16:34:44 GMT -5
The Camera catches up with Westgaard, Wilder and Capellan as they head to the parking lot after the PPV. From the apparent joviality of the scene it would be hard to tell that these three men just fought in a greulling four-way dance earlier in the evening.
Westgaard: Man - what a match! Wilder, you done good! Way to break into the Fed in style!
Capellan:Yah dude - that was killer. You totally pushed me to the edge and then took me over it. I haven't had that much fun in a match in a long time.
Wilder: Thanks guys - but where's Seraph? I thought he was in on the bet? Doesn't he owe us some cab-fare?
Capellan: Totally! Otherwise what was the deal with that totally unnecissary display of taxi carnage earlier?
Westgaard: The guy is just creepy - one hell of a fighter, but creepy - perhaps gambling is against his religion or some crap like that - anyways it looks like he's gonna welch. In which case -
Capellan & Westgaard: Winner pays!
Wilder begins to look somewhat dejected when a large white SUV pulls up towing the wreck of Seraph's cab behind it. The driver's window rolls down to reveal Seraph behind the wheel. He gives the three amigos that unnerving tranquil stare that he's famous for and all four stand silent for an awkward 20 seconds until Seraph meekly appologizes
Seraph: My sincerest appologies gentlemen - I had a little trouble finding a taxi driver who would pick me up after what happened earlier.
The three others turn an look at eachother and then suddenly burst out laughing. Seraph, for his part doesn't seem to get the joke. He offers them to climb in the truck and the four of them head out for a night on the town.
Seraph still doesn't understand what was so funny.... but he will....
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 7, 2008 16:35:04 GMT -5
<Camera cuts to the back where Moosehead Jack and Concrete are sitting in the locker room, Concrete is bandaged up, showered, dressed and sipping on a protein shake. Jck, on the other hand, is still bloody, still in his wrestling gear and drinking a bottle of beer>
MHJ: Well? CTG: Well what? MHJ: Are you going to tell me it didn't feel good to exact reven....err justice from Mercury and Entity? CTG: A superhero never derives pleasure from dealing justice to wrongdoers. MHJ: Right, right. So you are saying that you were miserable hitting Mercury and Entity with kendo sticks, chairs, and of course the completely unnecessary Cement Mixer after the match was already over right? CTG: I was merely making sure that you were safe from those two nefarious evil doers. MHJ: Uh huh, whatever. <Jack takes a long swig of his beer> CTG: Perhaps I could interest you in a protein shake, it has wheat germ, raw egg, whey and 63 essential vitamins and nutirents, some of which have not yet been discovered! MHJ: <eyeballing his bottle of Molson> No thanks, I'll stick to something that actually tastes good. <Jack pauses for a few seconds> You know in our absence there are some who want to take control of the Establishment and the AYUFF right? CTG: I've heard the rumors, but Attitude has told me that he is just stepping in until my run with you ends, he will welcome me back with open arms when I return. MHJ: And you believe him? CTG: <Concrete remains silent> MHJ: Look, I know Niles is scheming behind my back, just like Attitude is scheming behind yours. Us teaming puts us both in a dangerous spot. You remember the saying, keep your friends close, but your enemies closer? CTG: Yeah, so? MHJ: Well here I am. You know what I am up to. CTG: Do I? MHJ: Yeah. Keep an eye on what is going on, that's all I'm saying. CTG: Right. Well, if you are done here, I have to get to the gym, we have a match against The Devil's Brigade Wednesday. <Concrete starts to leave, when Concrete gets to the door Jack speaks again> MHJ: We can beat them. We can beat them all CTG: What? MHJ: Look Concrete, maybe we are going about this all wrong. I still suspect that you have a helluva mean streak in you that you won't let out, I still suspect that you are more like me than you will ever admit. But, let's compromise, you keep the superhero crap out of the ring, and don't get me involved in it, and I won't push you to let your inner me out, for awhile anyway. CTG: <looking suspicious> Where are you going with this Moose? MHJ: I want those tag titles. And I know damn well that you and I can win them. I also know that there is no way we win unless we trust each other, which is no small task. All I ask is that you give it 100% all the time CTG: Good Citizen Jack! You know I do, and despite your tendency toward violence, it will not be long until gold is ours. <Concrete swoops out of the room> <Jack sits in the chair and takes another long swig of beer, and ponders for a moment> MHJ: You better be 100%, if you're not, you and I will have some REAL problems to deal with <Jack pulls a lead pipe out from under his shirt> Trust me.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 7, 2008 16:36:25 GMT -5
SFJ21 or over is partying with her girlfriends when she sees Capellan and Seraph propping up one end of the bar. Ever the professional. she goes for the interview -- and the opportunity to schmooze free drinks.
"Capellan! Are you recovering from your match tonight?"
"All the pain has gone away." Capellan assures her with a grin, finishing the remains of a Newcastle Brown Ale and waggling the bottle at the bartender for another. "Want anything?"
"I'll take a Stoly. Have you seen the matches yet for Wednesday?" 21 or more gets straight to the incisive questions.
"Nope, who'd I get?"
"Underdawg."
Capellan half-chokes on his beer, then wipes the foam off his chin and smiles.
"Cool."
"Any thoughts about your opponent?"
"Mainly, I'm hoping he's able to make a full recovery for Wednesday. He took a beating today. Win or lose, when I face the Underdawg, I want to face him at the top of his game."
"So you're not upset about missing out in a spot for the Onslaught Championship #1 contenders match?"
Capellan does a second spit-take on his beer. For a moment, he frowns, then shrugs.
"Guess I'm not. I did ask for the 'dawg, after all ... and the Onslaught Championship will still be there next week. Who's in the match?"
"One of the Dragons, Endo, Wilder and Seraph."
"Seraph my man!" Capellan turns to his companion, "You and Wilder! That'll be awesome!"
Seraph looks serene.
"He's dancin' on the inside." Capellan assures 21 or more. "That's his party face."
"Has he been drinking?"
"Not that I've seen. But with Seraph, who can tell?"
Seraph looks serene. But maybe, just maybe, there's a hint of a smile there.
Or maybe it's just a trick of the light.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 7, 2008 16:36:54 GMT -5
Capellan: Hey Tommy! JW! Check this out!
<Wilder and JW Westgaard wander over from another part of the bar....>
JWW: Wilder, I don't care WHAT that guy says - video golf is NOT a sport! Heck, GOLF barely qualifies!
TW: No kidding man - at least pick something with some speed, or at least the POSSIBILITY of getting more than a blister! What's up Capellan?
Capellan: You guys hear next week's card yet?
TW: Next week? Nope - heck I'm still 2 or 3 drinks from coming down off our PPV match! Off the hook, man - OFF THE HOOK! Speaking of drinks - my turn to buy, right? 'Nother 'Blue JW?
JWW: You got it - so Capellan, what's the card? You getting another shot at Firechild?
Capellan: Nope. I got Underdawg.
JWW: Seriously? The big Dawg, huh?
TW: No Kiddng - Wow - That is a serious drop-in Bro!
Capellan: Yeah! Cool, huh? This should just rock! And there is another 4-Way Tommy - you are Seraph are in that, with Candian Dragon and Endo.
TW: <Grins> The GM must have really liked that last match - hey, I could always use the free cab fare! <Winks and gives a "thumbs up" to Seraph>
<JWW, Capellan and TW crack up>
Capellan - Not this time - Winner is #1 contender for the Onslaught Title.
<Wilder almost drops his RnR (Rum and Red Bull)>
JWW: <Slaps TW on the back> Congrats, Rook - you too Seraph!
TW: <Recovers from the shock> WOW! Seraph, bro! Is this awesome or what! Man, we gotta get burley for this one!
<Seraph looks Wilder in the eye, doesn't even change expression, but raises his glass - just a little>
TW: Absolutely! Hey, but what about you JW?
Capellan: Oh, The Rick didn't forget you, Birdman - you got Chris Cole.
JWW: 1/2 of the Tag Champs? Interesting. <Smiles like a man with an idea> Yep, very interesting.
TW: Hey man, those guys play kinda sketchy, you know? You want we should get your back?
JWW: <LAUGHS> Kid, if you 3 got anything left after your matches, sure. But I'm gonna put this one on ice.
TW: You got it - OK Capellan, I'm buying - you want another Newcastle?
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Post by mooseheadjack on Jun 7, 2008 16:37:20 GMT -5
Semaj and SoulDragon?!?! ARE TALKING~! backstage after bringing the best technical knowhow to the PPV.
SB: That was brilliant match we put on out there eh, showed everyone that the AYUFF are still alive kicking. We certainly 'ave openned The Rick's eyes to whot we can do, I'm betting that we'll both be in line for some gold soon.
SD: I don't know if the AYUFF still for me. We went out there and had a kickass match, but pinning each other doesn't do any of us any good. Tonight I got beat by someone I respect, I got beat by good man, but a loss is still a loss and I've got to look out for myself if I'm going to get a shot at any of the titles around here.
SB: Right, we all 'ave to do whot we 'ave to do, but don't give up on the AYUFF yet. We're mates and bollocks to anyone that thinks the AYUFF is over.
SD: Semaj, face facts. 1) Concrete is off teaming with Moosehead Jack...MOOSE. HEAD. JACK. and from the looks of it they're making a move for the Tag titles. 2) My sensei BlackDragon just took the InterContinental title from that waste of space Johnny Adrenaline, he doesn't need the AYUFF anymore. 3) Yeah, Beast may be back, but he hasn't said a word to me or you and I don't think that he's looking for a reunion. 4) Capps seems to think that he's running the AYUFF with Niles and I sure as hell ain't hanging around for that. Face it, it's over, we had a good time of it and I'll always respect your guys, but let it go.
SB: Don't think that Concrete is 'aving a jolly time with Moose'ead, when the stipulation is done, 'e'll be back. BlackDragon's title win is a win for the entire AYUFF, it's time to put your split behind you. Beast is back, and I don't know whot 'e's planning, but I know 'e's a good bloke and he'll be 'appy to be part of the AYUFF again. As for Capps, 'e may think that 'e's in charge, but I don't like whot 'e's doing one bit. Niles Anderson is piece of rubbish and I've 'eard that 'e's planning on bringing in 3 Piece Set, those wankers are not whot AYUFF is about. You'll see when everyone gets back on the same page, AYUFF will be stronger than ever, especially when we officially add Thim to our ranks.
SD: Sure Semaj, just don't hold your breath.
SD walks off to his own lockerroom, pointedly avoiding the AYUFF one.
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