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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 14:14:42 GMT -5
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem Live! From the Cairo International Stadium, Cairo Egypt
OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match[/u] Alexander Darling vs. Ravenna Blue
OOWF Intercontinental Title Match[/u] Moosehead Jack vs. Chris Evans
OOWF World Tag Team Title Match[/u] Texpress vs. Poe & Stank
OOWF Onslaught Championship Match[/u] Spin Hansen vs. LD Williams
Davin Moreland & Alexis Darling vs. DH Magnusson & Outback Jack Matt Folz vs. Damon Wrath Firewoman vs. Concrete TG Ecosystem, Tytan & Tyler Vangarde vs. Insane Homeless Bunny
card subject to asp attack
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 14:56:04 GMT -5
*After the Main Event, and with the crowd beginning to file out, "Toxicity" hits the sound system, and Davin Moreland comes out, dressed in street clothes, and with a mic, as well as his ridiculously oversized trophy. The crowd is respectful and hushes as he gets in the ring*
DM: You people remember me as a jobber. Some kind of silly stereotype. You booed me. You ridiculed me. You threw garbage at me, spat at me, and did your level best to make me feel like the lowest thing on Earth.
*The crowd murmurs anxiously*
DM: Well, as I proved tonight *he hoists the trophy for a second*, that's not who Davin Moreland is anymore. I'm one of THE most decorated champions in the history of OOWF. I'm the Lethal Lottery Champion. I'm the 11-time Iron Person Heavy Metal DDT Champion. I'm the 4-time Campeonas de Trios champion. I'm the 2-Time Onslaught Champion. I'm an Intercontinental Champion. I'm a 3-Time OOWF World Heavyweight Champion, and nobody...AND DAVIN MORELAND MEANS NOBODY...has held it more times than me.
*More murmuring*
DM: So remember that. I'm no longer Stupid American. I'm Davin Moreland. Cock-a-doodle....
*Suddenly, there's a disturbance in the crowd. It's someone, kinda small in a hoodie. Davin catches it at the last second and looks in shock. Suddenly, the small figure GOOZLES Davin!*
Russ: BAH GAWD, HE'S GONNA CHOKESLAM DAVIN! NOT THIS WAY!
*Davin is chokeslammed brutally. The person takes off his hood and...It's not a he at all! It's a now teenage PRESIDENT RAMU! The crowd goes absolutely batshit as she does the Taker thing with the tongue and all that as Davin obliges by playing dead*
Russ: PRESIDENT RAMU!! THAT JEZEBEL!!
*fade*
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 14:56:23 GMT -5
**SFJ#14 is preparing to leave for Cairo when she sees L.D. Williams slouched in the hallway. He's unshaven, with a cardboard sign around his neck that says “Will Wrestle for Food”. She takes a microphone out of her purse and signals to a ninja cam.**
SFJ#14: “L.D., what is the meaning of this?”
LDW: <Looks surprised> “What? Did I spell something wrong?”
SFJ#14: “I mean, why are you wearing that sign?”
LDW: “Practicing.”
SFJ#14: “Practicing?”
LDW: “This is what everyone expects to happen, isn't it? I mean, I lost the Onslaught Championship to Spin Hansen, who was – and listen closely here as I'm unlikely to repeat it – the better man for one night. Spin earned that title. And now...now I've lost a meaningless tag team match to Moosehead Jack. It's only a matter of time until the Five kicks me out and I'm forced to get by on my meager skills. That's what everyone expects, only...
...it's not going to happen. The Five is as strong as ever, and that's not going to change. The mistake people keep making is calling this a war. That implies that there will be a winner and a loser, that if some mysterious goal is attained the Five will end. Not so. The Five is a new reality - as real and lasting as the OOWF itself. Whether we win or lose, have titles or not, or even do or don't see eye-to-eye, the Five will continue.
If I team with Concrete and Ravenna to go after Eco and his sycophants, I will still be part of the Five.
If I target Moose's Intercontinental Title, I will still be part of the Five.
If I take the World Title from Alexander Darling before Fire destroys him...well that would be pushing it...but I'd still be part of the Five.
Sanctum, D&D, Eco's cult, they can say and do what they like, but the Five will remain.
This is our world now.”
<fade>
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 14:57:00 GMT -5
[The screen cuts to black, and this song begins playing...]
FEAR YOUR PAST
FACE YOUR SINS
CHANGE YOUR WAYS
SAVE YOUR SOUL
[The screen suddenly cuts to a shot of Tyler Vangarde on the black background, dressed in street clothes and looking like he's just stumbled out of a gutter. He speaks...]
Vangarde: I guess you could call this a public service announcement, but it's not for public consumption. More of an...open letter to the scum of the earth that is the OOWF lockerroom.
I didn't come back to the OOWF to win titles. I've done that already.
I didn't come back to the OOWF to make fans. God knows I wasted enough time doing that already.
I didn't even come back to screw over the makeshift superhero, Concrete TG. I've done that plenty of times before.
Y'see, there's only one reason why I would come back to the OOWF, and it all comes down to the cause that my former tag team partner Junichiro 'Ecosystem' Muyo is promoting. It's interesting that when faced with the concept of imperfection and forgiveness for past indiscretions, you turn to hate, violence and an unwillingness to confront your past.
Whether it be a violent sociopath like Moosehead Jack, an egotistical powertripper like Concrete TG, a drunken vagrant like Outback Jack or just a profane mouthbreather like the man I made an example of two weeks ago, Puck Dupp, everyone has their vice in this organisation. I've spent my days in ways I wasn't proud of. I threw men through windows for my entertainment, hung out with drug-happy cartoons, sold out to the wealth and riches offered and even sunk to the level of pandering to the fans for attention because I wasn't secure in my own self.
But times have changed. I'm here to ensure that if you don't conform, I will end your wrestling dreams. I'm here to disappoint every underachiever in the audience, wreck every fairytale ending and destroy everything that the OOWF has stood for during this run of corruption.
Because Ecosystem will save you.
But I'll just show you the error of your ways.
[The screen fades.]
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 14:57:51 GMT -5
In the middle of the night, just at the entrance to a dark alley, somewhere in Nagoya, Japan, Firewoman and Moosehead Jack are standing, smoking cigars.
MHJ: THAT....was awesome. A thing of beauty.
FW: Was, wasn't it?
MHJ: I can't believe you found him that quickly.
FW: It pays to have friends.
MHJ: So now what?
Firewoman absentmindedly blows smoke rings
FW: Now, we wait here. Lucky should be along shortly to pick us up.
MHJ: What about--
FW: I have some friends taking care of it.
MHJ: I had no idea how well connected you are here.
FW: Were. It's over.
MHJ: All of it?
FW: Yep. Unless someone comes looking for me, and there are still people who might. But I'm done.
MHJ: So......was it worth it?
Firewoman continues to blow smoke rings as she thinks of an answer. Before she can, though, a car pulls up. Lucky rolls down the window and Moose and Fire get into the car and drive away into the night.
The ninja cam stays focused on the car until it turns and we can no longer see the tail lights. It then turns around and heads slowly back down the alley, where the flickering of flames can be seen. A car, perhaps the one they were talking about, is fully engulfed in flames, and they illuminate the silhouette of a man who is hanging by his arms from a fire escape, almost as if crucified in the area. His hands hand down a bit, and the flames illuminate that he is covered with a great deal of blood. It drips off his chin, his fingers, and his feet.
The fire has attracted attention, and a black very expensive sedan pulls up. Several large men in business suits get out and haul him down off the fire escape. One stays behind, and one of the men goes to report to him. It's in Japanese, but we miraculously have subtitles.
Man1: Well?
Man2: He's alive. But barely.
Man1: Get him in the car, we'll get him taken care of.
The other men obey his commands, and the sedan pulls out of the alley as fire trucks roll up to take care of the burning car.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 14:58:36 GMT -5
<Moose gets back to the arena and wanders down the hall and spots LD Williams>
MHJ: LD, we have to talk
LD: Ok, about what
MHJ: We feel like you are becoming a liability to The Five. I think it is time for you to go.
<LD just stares at Moose>
LD: Are you going to hit me so hard that you are going to hit me really hard if I don’t?
<the two of them burst into laughter>
MHJ: Look, you know what the Five is about. You want a shot at the title, say the word
LD: I know. That was the first time we were across the ring in a long time
MHJ: Yeah, I still remember the promos for that match, I wondered if LD stood for Learning Disabled
LD: That is Davin Morelandesque right there
MHJ: Hey, they can’t all be homers
LD: Is Fire back?
MHJ: She was heading to the locker room to clean up
LD: Blood?
MHJ: Of course
LD: What about you?
MHJ: I kind of like it
LD: You are twisted
MHJ: Thank you
LD: <walking away> That wasn’t a compliment
<Moose heads toward Ric’s Sub Shoppe and runs into Davin Moreland>
MHJ: Ramu huh?
DM: What can I say, she has my number
MHJ: You know this doesn’t change a thing
DM: Wouldn’t expect it to
MHJ: Good
DM: Good
<awkward silence passes between them>
DM: So, uh, you know, I can call you sometime or…….
MHJ: You know, I have a lot of stuff going on with The Five and all
DM: Yeah yeah, I understand, I got this team with Alexis and all
MHJ: Yeah I saw that. That should be good
DM: Oh yeah, real good. I think we are gonna do stuff. Lots of stuff
MHJ: So uh…….
DM: Yeah, I gotta…….I think Sam is calling me
MHJ: You keepin the trophy?
DM: Yeah. You?
MHJ: Yeah……..yeah I think so, you know how trophy’s are in wrestling. Best not to leave them lying around!
DM: Yeah. Well I gotta…..
MHJ: Yeah me too
DM: See ya around?
MHJ: Yeah
<Davin and Moose go in separate directions, it is not long until Moose is stopped by SFJ13>
SFJ13: What the hell was that?
MHJ: What?
SFJ13: That may have just been the most awkward promo in the history of promos
MHJ: We are enemies
SFJ13: So hit him
MHJ: We just won a tag tournament
SFJ13: You threw him in a deep fryer!
MHJ: So?
SFJ13: Didn’t he attack you with a staple gun?
MHJ: Yeah. So?
SFJ13: You are so fucking weird.
MHJ: Do you have a point?
SFJ13: Chris Evans won a shot at your Intercontinental title, you gonna comment on that?
MHJ: Cubbie wasn’t ready when he and his partner took on kz, he’s not ready now. It’s that simple
SFJ13: So you are dismissing him that easily?
MHJ: Why wouldn’t I?
SFJ13: He is a world class athlete!
MHJ: Yeah? So what?
SFJ13: He is one of the young rising superstars in the OOWF! A lot of people think it is only a matter of time until he is the OOWF World Heavyweight Champion!
MHJ: Let me tell you a little something about young rising superstars in the OOWF. I have seen them all. Capellan, Chris Alt, Bryce Larson the list goes on and on and on. Some of them make it, most of them flame out. So before we go and anoint Chris Evans as the next OOWF savior, he has a few dues to pay first. I didn’t get to be here this long without putting my time in. Evans, I have seen what you can do, you have all the potential in the world, but you know as well as I do, potential doesn’t mean a damn thing. You failed against Alex, and he wrestled your kind of match. He kept it clean because he is an idiot. What are you going to do against me? You think about it kid, the spotlight is on you. Everyone knows you are a better wrestler than I am. What is it going to say about you, when you can’t beat me? The whispers will start. The doubts will start. Maybe he is just another wrestling prettyboy bust. Maybe he is just another guy who can hack it in the low card, but can’t run with the big boys. Maybe this guy is just going to be a pretty opening act for the rest of his career. You think about that Evans. Everyone else already is
Trust me
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 14:57:31 GMT -5
As wrestlers and fans start to file into the Cairo International Stadium in Cairo, Egypt, a lone man at a table is hawking wrestling DVDs. Behind him is a sign that says, “Five Year Anniversary Tour.” Lone Man: Get your CDs here! Right here! Only place you can get them is right here at the Cairo International Stadium in Cairo, Egypt, sight of this week’s OOWF Midweek Mayhem. Somewhere in the distance, a cheap pop is heard. LM (to himself): Cairo International Stadium, huh? The OOWF thinks it’s done with bingo parlors? They never did recognize who got them to where they are today. Not once since we left. No one has said a word about us. I guess they just won’t know what they’re missing until this generation gets their hands on what real professional wrestling was. Lone Customer Walking Up To A Table: What are you selling, dude? Are you, like, one of the ring crew? Where’s Alexander Darling? Why isn’t he out here signing autographs? Who are you anyway? LM: Who am I? Who am I? You have to be kidding me!?! My name is... LCWUTAT: IT DOESN”T MATTER WHAT YOUR NAME IS!!!! Hehehe. Sorry, I’ve always wanted to do that. LM: Look, are you going to buy one of these or not? Because if you’re not, get the hell away from my table. Can’t you see there’s a line? LCWUTAT: Dude, there’s no one else here. I’m even named “Lone customer walking up to a table.” LONE! LM: Fine. Here, just take the DVD. When you’re done watching it, maybe you’ll respect real professional wrestling instead of this flippy-floppy barbed-wire dynamite in an electrified cell on an island crap they do now. LCWUTAT: Whatever. LCWUTAT leaves, which now means he’s just Lone Former Customer Walking Away From A Table. The camera watches the customer leave, then turns back to the table. A small television is playing a loop from the DVD. www.oowrestling.com/OOForums/viewthread.php?tid=12118
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 15:00:18 GMT -5
Texpress boards the plane to Cairo....
Chad: You know, I'm really starting to hate flying coach. that dude beside me smelled bad.
Zane: Yeah yeah, listen. We have a serious issue at hand. We have a rematch with Omar & Lucas
Chad: Who?
Zane: ...
Chad: ...
Zane: ...
Chad: Ok, I know who they are. Why are we calling them that?
Zane: ...
Chad: Fine I'll drop it. What's the serious issue? We're now 3-TIME 3-TIME 3-TIME
Zane: (Cuts him off) Will you shut up! We have the rematch with Stank & Poe. We're in Poe's hometown. Normally, the rematch is a formality, but with the hometown factor, there's a chance we might... LOSE
(Kayfabe walks by and SMACKS Zane across the face)
Kayfabe: You, of ALL People...... (Walks away PISSED OFF)
Chad: Not everyone wins in their hometown.
Zane: Oh?
Chad: Folz
Zane: Too new to be World Champion
Chad: Ecosystem
Zane: I think he did that on purpose
Chad: DH Magnusson
Zane: Really? He lost in New Jersey? To Who?
Chad: These guys called ... The Texpress
Zane: (Laughs) Ok, Ok, Ok, so it has happened before. But still. I want extra film and workout sessions before the match just in case.
Chad: Don't worry man, besides, they can get disqualified all they want now... WE are the OOWF World Tag Team Champions!!
Zane: And we proved that in a fair fight, Stank and Poe simply don't measure Up ... You're right partner, What could go wrong?
(They exchange wide-eyed glances at each other then stare at the camera & smile for a moment before we fade........)
Fixed for plane purposes
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 15:00:39 GMT -5
Getting ready to board the apparently next plane chartered for Cairo...
Eco: Fire...you look......is that blood in your bandana? I think you're forehead is bleeding.
FW: It's not mine.
Eco: Oh...uh....well, you look kind of at peace.
FW: Probably the sedatives. Look, two things.
Eco: Sure...
FW: First...you ever pull a stunt like that again on a plane I'm on, I'll throw you out the open door without a parachute while we're in flight. Believe me?
Eco: Strangely...I do.
FW: Second.....
Eco:....
FW: .....
Firewoman looks around to make sure no one is listening, oblivious to the ninjacam, as all wrestlers are.
FW: I need your help.
Eco: Really....
FW: Alex thinks I'm going to self-destruct before I even get to our match, and that I'll let my temper control me in the match. I can't let that happen.
Eco: I see....so you're joining--
FW: You know I can't do that. Not....officially....
Eco: Hm...let me think about it.
FW: I'm sorry about Tytan...I promise, I won't slip again......
Eco: You can't make that promise. But I believe you want to....so.....I'll get back to you.
FW: Fine.
Ecosystem beats a hasty retreat as Moose and the rest of the Five walk up.
MHJ: What the fuck was that all about?
FW: Who knows...look....Stank....I saw what you were talking about and want you to know that...you have nothing to worry about. It's over...I'm done with it.
Stank: Really?
FW: Yes. That chapter is closed.
Stank: Okay....good. Let's get on the plane.
The Five and their entourage (Selena, Lucky, the seal) make their way to the plane.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 15:01:51 GMT -5
OC: Eager to see what "The Old Guy" is up to, even if he's infringing on my gimmick
*On the plane, Wally is sitting next to The Rick. A lovely flight attendant hands Wally a glass of champagne*
TR: I thought we couldn't get alcohol on a flight to Egypt?
WBK: Diplomatic immunity, mate. *Waves to the flight attendant to bring a glass to Rick*
TR: Anyways, I noticed you and the Team From Down Under were off the radar in Japan. We actually sent out double the number of ninja cameramen, but we got nothing.
WBK: We were staying with Mr. Takahashi. His ninja security guards wree better than your ninja cameramen.
TR: Speaking of Mr. Takahashi, did he have anything to say about any of the OOWF stars?
WBK: Rick, the second scariest person I know is LD's Momma, but she and I have an "understanding", if you will. Mr. Takahashi is very old, and officially he's retired, but he's a lot more frightening. He enjoyed seeing The Team From Down Under compete. Anything else he said I'd rather not repeat.
TR: Wally, I could be sitting on a powderkeg here. And I noticed Stank mentioned his brother having a relationship with a woman named Fukuda. That name rings a bell. Outback Jack's been caught on camera talking to a woman by that name last year.
WBK: That's a common name in Japan, mate.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 15:02:13 GMT -5
(Ecosystem is on the plane when Chris Evans moves about and sits down next to him.)
Eco: Get bumped from first class, I take it?
Evans: Just a ticket mistake. Not like I asked for it. Are you going to attempt to kill everyone again?
Eco: All right, perhaps that was too blunt a method.
Evans: What do you want, Juni?
Eco: Excuse me?
Evans: Seriously, Juni. What do you want? For a while there, you sounded like you wanted just what Sanctum was offering. Rid the OOWF of The Five, stop the war, make this a company we can be proud of. Where did you go off the tracks?
(Eco leans back and closes his eyes.)
Evans: Was it your arrogance?
Eco: (eyes popping open) Are you fucking serious?
Evans: Actually, I am. You can go on and on about how you don't think you're any better than us. Yet you still appoint yourself preacher, you still form a group based around yourself.
Eco: Salvation...Salvation is not about me.
Evans: You can say that a million times, that doesn't make it true. Who does Vangarde want me to listen to? Who does Phoenix profess we should accept as our savior? Tytan shows some independence, sure, and I'm not going to pretend he's your lackey just to advance my narrative.
Eco: A difference I appreciate between you and the Five.
Evans: Answer the main question, though. They ask us to turn to you.
Eco: So I profess to understand a little more. So what? Listen Evans, I spent a lot of time not just outside this company, but outside this industry. I saw the error of my ways so completely, so fully, that it is difficult for you to comprehend inside this machine. Perhaps your motivations are pure. But my experience...my experience places me as the teacher standing before the class.
Evans: So you admit you think you're better?
Eco: Knowledge is not righteousness. The greatest African American Studies professor in the world may be racist herself, even after she dissects white privilege for all to watch.
Evans: I'm not sure that's true.
Eco: Excuse me?
Evans: No, I'm not sure I accept your premise at all. The preacher who goes and molests children actually is less of an authority. You can't teach righteousness if you only know the directives, you need to know how to live the good life as well.
Eco: (leans back, closes his eyes again) Perhaps. This is all very philosophical.
Evans: What would you prefer to talk about?
Eco: When someone is going to give me another title shot already. Care to give me a crack at you when you take Moose's title?
Evans: I suppose I can make--
Eco: Trick question. You're not winning his title.
Evans: Excuse me?
Eco: You wouldn't even save Gryfon from me. And you're going to stand up to Moosehead Jack, "Lionheart"?
(Evans grabs Eco's face, and he opens his eyes.)
Evans: So I was a little slow on the jump. And I may be restraining myself on this plane. But let me tell you something...you go after Gryfon again, with intent to teach a lesson...you'll have me to deal with.
Voice: And you'll have me.
Voice 2: And me.
(Tyler Vangarde and Tytan pull Evans off Eco. Evans glares at them, but backs off to a cabin back.)
Vangarde: You good, Juni?
Eco: (rubbing face.) Just fine. Tyler, could you leave me and Mr. Tytan alone for a moment?
Vangarde: Sure thing. (He exits.)
Tytan: What's going on?
Eco: Sit by me. (Tytan sits down) Mr. Evans and I were having a discussion just now about your "independent streak."
Tytan: (smiles) So he understands that we're partners?
Eco: Indeed. But Tytan...sometimes I think we may be on shaky ground.
Tytan: How so?
Eco: We've been through a lot together, sure. But you must understand...this new endeavor means a great deal to me.
Tytan: I understand that.
Eco: Do you know why partnerships fall apart so frequently in wrestling, Tytan?
Tytan: Disloyalty.
Eco: Mostly.
Tytan: What else?
Eco: Well, when one person obviously surpasses another...sometimes it's hard to maintain a partnership. Sometimes the pressure pushes even the most loyal to break.
Tytan: You're saying you've surpassed me?
Eco: (big eyes) Oh, not at all! Quite the opposite, actually. I'm simply wondering when you will surpass me. You've grown so much, Tytan. And yet, I wonder...when you taste success without me...and I'm sure you will soon....what will you do? WIll you stay loyal?
Tytan: Of course. We're partners.
Eco: You will be loyal?
Tytan: I will be loyal.
Eco: (jumping up) PROVE IT. Prove you're loyal. Prove you understand what I'm doing.
Tytan: (standing up) What are you talking about?
Eco: I want you...I want you to go walk down the aisle. I want you to go to Firewoman. I want you to get down on one knee, and ask her for forgiveness.
Tytan: We went through this.
Eco: And your answer was unsatisfactory. Please, Tytan...do this for me. Show your commitment. If you would only have Faith...we can change this company...this industry...our world.
(Pause.)
Tytan: You're se--
Eco: I'm deadly serious.
(Tytan breathes heavily.)
Eco: Go. Please.
(Tytan turns and walks down the aisle. Eco grins widely.)
Eco: Knight. B5.
FADE
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 15:03:16 GMT -5
(Tytan continues to walk down the isle of the plane he is doing his best to suck up his pride. He heads to where the Five sits and looks at them.)
Moose: Well what do we have here.
Poe: It seems someone decided to walk into the lion's den.
Stank: Tytan, you know it's never good when the odds are not in your favor.
Tytan: I'm not here to start trouble. I am here to talk.
Moose: Well then start talking...
Tytan: (stands tall and cracks his neck) I am here to talk to only one person.
(Tytan looks at Fire and the two of them lock their gaze.)
Fire: I'm interested to hear what he has to say. Give us a minute.
(Moose looks surprised.)
Fire: I said give us a minute.
(The rest of the Five back off and leave the two of them alone.)
Tytan: You know why I am here.
(A smile comes across Firewoman's face.)
Tytan:I have learned a lot in my walk with Juni and he had taught me many things.
Fire: (Smiles and nods.) True and go on.
Tytan: I need to show Juni that I am loyal to his cause and am loyal to Salvation. So...
(Tytan looks back at Eco and he nods, Tytan then looks back to Fire and goes down to his knees.)
Tytan: I say we need to end this hatred between us and I want to ask for your forgiveness.
(Fire looks surprised that Tytan has actually done this.)
Fire: Well, it seems like the boy has finally grown up....
(FADE)
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 15:03:37 GMT -5
we continue....
Firewoman thinks for a long time, weighing outcomes, struggling with emotional issues. Finally, she looks at Tytan.
FW: What are you apologizing for, Tytan?
T: Uh......for......
FW: You don't even know? You're just doing it because Eco asked you to? Maybe things haven't changed after all....
T: No...I mean......dammit, I knew this was a mistake.
Tytan goes to stand, but Firewoman puts a hand on his shoulder, so he doesn't.
FW: Sit down, meathead........I accept your apology......and I offer my own in exchange.
T: You do?
FW: Yes. I'm sorry I pursued you with a vengeance that would have taken me to the ends of the earth. I'm sorry I had Podvod 'taken' just to prove I could. I'm sorry I crucified Steele and tortured him in front of you......
T: You kinda don't seem sorry about that....you look like you are enjoying the memory.
FW: Well, I did enjoy it at the time...and reminiscing...but recent history has had me....rethinking that.
Fire absent-mindedly adjusts her bandana under her Devils hat
T: So, that's it?
FW: No...I see you in the ring, and you get no quarter. I assume the same in return. But outside the ring.....I'm done.
T: Um....okay then....but.....why?
FW: I don't know...tired I guess? Or maybe I just want to get to my wedding in one piece, settle down a bit. All I know is Juni thought it important, and.....
T: Yeah....he has a way.
FW: Okay, well, I'm sure I have some explaining to do to my partners over there, so....
T: Yeah I'm out..... see you around.
Tytan leaves and Fire closes her eyes and pulls the bill of her hat down over her eyes. Moose returns.
MHJ: What the hell are you doing?
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 15:04:34 GMT -5
(CTG is READING~! a comic as Evans takes a seat by him)
CTG: heroic work, Citizen Lionheart, but this was not the time
Evans: someone needs to stand up to the Eco cult
CTG: as we must also do with the fiVe. However, the Sanctum is too disorganized. We must regroup.
Evans: can't do that here, either
CTG: We will have time when we arrive in Cairo, Citizen Lionheart. I have a location in mind, I will send that along once we land.
Evans: Eco won't stop, you know that.
CTG: For his namecalling he should pause before a mirror, Citizen.
Evans: (wants to say something else, but can't) .... you're right, we'll talk later
(Evans returns to his assigned seat. Crete flips a page in his comic)
FADE
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 15:04:50 GMT -5
A'isha al-Takriti is seated alone on the plane listening to her iPod GmtheRick plops down next to her, then drinks down an airplane mini of whiskey.
AaT: Can I help you?
GMtR: I hope so *burp*
AaT: You really are disgusting.
GMtR: I'd ask Poe about this, but he and Selena creep me out a little...
AaT: Tell me about it.
GMtR: So, I'll ask you. Can you read Arabic?
AaT: I can read Arabic, Japanese, Spanish, and English.
GMtR: Impressive *drinks another mini* There was a rally in Cairo promoting the show yesterday. Normally we do not censor fan signs, but I'm concerned since no one in our office has any idea what they say. So I was hoping you'd look at this video from the rally and translate for me.
AaT: Sure, why not, I'm bored.
GMtheRick opens his laptop and begins to play the video. He pauses it.
GMtR: How about this one?
AaT: That one says "If Poe Loses, We Riot."
GMtR: Oh great...how about this one?
AaT: That one says "Jihad on Texans"
GMtR: Lovely...this one?
AaT: That there is an expletive. Then it says "Algeria"
GMtR: What's wrong with Algeria?
AaT: Egypt and Algeria don't get along.
GMtR: I hate politics. How about this one?
AaT: Same expletive, but "Israel" instead of Algeria.
GMtR: Jesus tap dancing Christ. This one?
AaT: Huh..."Firewoman should be stoned"
GMtR: We have a strict drug pol...
AaT: Not that kind of stoned.
GMtheRick slams the laptop shut.
GMtR: What have we gotten into?
AaT: Welcome to Cairo.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 15:05:11 GMT -5
(Ecosystem approaches Damon Wrath in the very back of the plane. The cabin is utterly empty except for the two of them.)
Eco: Hello, Damon.
DW: ...get away from me...
Eco: Why? Do you have any claim on me I am bound to respect?
DW: ...you're testing my patience...don't think I'll be like everyone else, afraid to jump you on this plane.
Eco: (smiles) And you think you could take me down? I've seen no evidence to indicate such a claim. You went after Evans with a mask on, tormented him for weeks on some sort of mission of vengeance. And for what? Evans kicked your ass, and you simply rolled over and gave up.
DW: Don't you even dare...
Eco: All your anger, all your rage...worthless. "A tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."
(Damon jumps up and grabs Eco by the neck.)
Damon: LISTEN TO ME....you little PUNK...I will RIP your THROAT OUT!
Voice: And mine?
(Damon EATS a big boot from Tyler Vangarde, out of nowhere. He checks around to make sure no one is watching.)
Eco: Anyone following you?
Tyler: No.
Eco: Pick him up.
(Tyler picks up Damon Wrath, as Eco stares into his eyes.)
Eco: Now then. Perhaps we may speak as gentlemen? Damon, I know you can do better. I believe in you. But you have to accept better for yourself. You have to release the vengeance in your heart, stop lashing out, commit yourself to changing this industry and your life for the better. Can you do that?
Wrath: (looking up) FUCK you.
(Wrath breaks from Tyler and nails Eco in the side of his face. Tyler is about to jump, but Eco waves him off.)
Eco: I don't want to fight you...I want to save you.
(Wrath nails Eco again, knocking him back and busting his lip open.)
Eco: (tasting blood) So be it....throw it.
(Tyler tosses a rag over to Eco, who catches a flailing Wrath and wraps it around his face.)
Eco: (shouting) YOU ARE NOTHING! DO YOU HEAR ME, WITHOUT ME YOU ARE NOTHING, DAMON!
(Damon Wrath struggles, but begins to fade slowly. Eco throws him unconscious back into his chair.)'
Tyler: That's my first time trying to set up a chloroform rag, by the way.
Eco: Very good.
(GM The Rick enters.)
GMtR: What is going ON back here?
Eco: Damon was getting a little...rambunctious. Nothing to worry about, boss. I administered a mild sedative.
GMtR: I don't...I'm watching you.
Eco: You're watching me?
GMtR: You're nothing but a pain in my ass, Juni.
Eco: (taking a step toward Rick) Rick...let me make one thing perfectly clear. As I said before when Poe was on his rampage...this is my company. I built the OOWF, and whether or not others have done an excellent job maintaining this institution--and they have--this is still fundamentally my company, and your job is still fundamentally MY job.
GMtR: And that's relevant--
Eco: It's relevant because frankly, you have lost control past a point. You note security on airplanes and the fact that/some/ wrestlers accept suspension /some/ of the time as great successes. No, Rick, bringing order back to this company will take more than that. It will take a change in culture. And for that...perhaps you should let the big boys work.
(GM The Rick eyes Tyler Vangarde.)
GMtR: He's only here because of me.
Eco: Wrong. He'd be here anyway. He's only paid because of you. I properly thank you for that.
(Tyler smiles.)
GMtR: ...I don't like you. Either of you.
(The Rick walks out. Eco walks over to Damon Wrath and tucks a business card into his shirt.)
Eco: Rest up, Damon. Go to sleep. And consider.
FADE
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 15:05:39 GMT -5
*Eco goes back to his seat, but is distrurbed by a loud belch*
OBJ: Australian for wondering when you'd get around to me?
Eco: I've had a lot on my mind.
OBJ: Like having your minion call me a drunken vagrant?
Eco: So?
OBJ: First of all, I'm not a vagrant. I was interested in your agenda against the Five, but after seeing what you are all about, I think you are the same loser who could not survive the original OOWF.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 15:06:39 GMT -5
[Vangarde steps in front of Eco.]
Vangarde: Minion? He didn't have me say anything, Jack. I speak my own words. And you'd best not insult the intelligence of either of us with your words. Remember what I did to Spin last week?
OBJ: A cowardly attack after you lost?
Vangarde: No, the part where I made him suffer in a way he couldn't fight. I don't care about the loss, I'm not here to win matches. I'm here to confront the OOWF about the types of behaviour it promotes. And trust me, when I called you a drunken vagrant, I meant it.
OBJ: Just step out of the way and let us talk.
Vangarde: Why? It wasn't Eco that insulted you. It wasn't him that choked out your Drink and Destroy buddy. Your issue isn't with the man behind me, it's with ME.
OBJ: Please, you're just a pawn in this game. Why don't you go play somewhere else?
Vangarde: Because this isn't about being a pawn. I want to fight you, Jack. You treated me like a piece of trash when I was here the first time, and nothing's changed. How many times am I going to have to attack you and those around you before you man up? Eco's here to save people, I'm only here to make sure you know the error of your ways.
[OBJ ponders for a second, smirks, grabs a beer from a passing aisle cart and walks off.]
OBJ: *belch*
Australian for nothing ever changes around here...
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 15:07:16 GMT -5
(Tytan catches up to Eco and Tyler.)
Tytan: Man you send me off to do one thing and I come back and you have already made two more people...wait three more people ready to kill you.
Vanguard: They just needed their eyes opened a little bit more...all I was doing was give them a little help.
Eco: And what I had you do was a very important piece
Tytan: So have I proved that I am more then loyal to the cause. Do you believe now that I am loyal to Salvation.
Eco: For now.
Tytan: For now?!?!? Eco you had me going and ask forgiveness from my most hated enemy and I did so willingly and you still question my loyalty.
Eco: I know you Tytan and I know what you are capable of. You just need to realize it and know what you can do. Once you can do that you will finally become the Titan that your "Fan" knows you are and what Ultimo Inc. tried to make you.
(Tyler watches on ready to help Eco if necessary.)
Tytan: So you think your way is the right way then?
Eco: With you yes.
Tytan: (Thinks) I have listened and followed you this far why should I stop now.
Eco: Good now let's finish enjoying the flight I think we stirred the pot up enough.
(Everyone relaxes as we fade.)
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 15:07:40 GMT -5
<The OOWF finally arrives in Cairo. We see the OOWF World Heavyweight Champion Alexander Darling heading toward the arena when Moosehead Jack steps in front of him>
MHJ: Well well, Little Alex
AD: What the fuck do you want Moose? I have main eventers to get ready for, I don’t have time to screw around with you
MHJ: Tsk tsk Little Alex, where ARE your manners?
AD: <stepping closer> Keep calling me Little Alex and see what happens
MHJ: Well…….it seems that we are no longer on a plane……
<Alex gets ready for the fight, then shakes his head as if he is trying to clear his head. He takes a step forward and staggers, Moose catches him>
MHJ: Shhhh shhhhh Little Alex, it’s nap time
<Alex loses consciousness and Moose nods at a man standing behind him with a syringe>
MHJ: How long will he be out?
M: Not long, maybe twenty minutes
MHJ: Perfect. Thank you Odji, get him in the car
<we cut away, and when we come back, Alex is in a very small, very old room. He is sitting in a chair, but not restrained. Moose splashes some water in his face, and he quickly wakes up and looks around, then checks himself>
MHJ: Don’t worry, I haven’t done anything to you. Despite my wish otherwise, you are still in one piece.
AD: <smirking> No handcuffs or anything Moose? Nothing keeping me from getting up and beating your ass, and just walking right out of here?
MHJ: Nope. Nothing like that. Just two very angry, very well paid men at the door. You take one step out of here, and they will do what they have been paid very, very well to do
<Darling just stares at Moose>
AD: Fine. So what the hell do you want?
MHJ: I want you to sit there and keep your fucking mouth shut unless I ask you something
<Darling begins to say something, but then notices the two men at the door and stops>
MHJ: Not a whole lot of fun is it Little Alex?
<Darling bristles>
MHJ: See Alex, I did this to prove a point. Given the resources, its not very hard to kidnap someone. And given where we are, it would be very easy for you to disappear into the desert, never to be seen again. But I am not going to do that. Tell me, do you recognize this place?
AD: No, should I?
MHJ: I would imagine not. I will tell you, we are in one of the smaller off rooms of an ancient temple. This is where they would drag people to torture them. It’s been cleaned up, but if you listen, listen very closely, you can still hear the ancient screams
AD: You are fucking insane
MHJ: Maybe I am. It really doesn’t matter now does it. The point is, I have shown how easy it is to take someone against their will. Now, if I really wanted to, I could have carved you up. Burned you. Branded you, hell I could have done whatever I wanted to
AD: So why don’t you?
MHJ: And give you a reason for some elaborate revenge? What will you do Alex? Kidnap Fire or I and take us to the moon? No Alex, you have to understand something, there is nothing at all you can do to stop either Fire or I. You can beat us, you can make us bleed, but you can’t make us stop. It is just a Quinn trait, we are a bit stubborn.
AD: You think I didn’t know this?
MHJ: No, I am sure you did. I just have to wonder when YOU will stop
AD: Never
MHJ: Really? That doesn’t sound like the Darling I know
AD: You have no idea what I am like
MHJ: Oh, but I do. I have said it before, and I will say it again, you are a spoiled little shit. You are a spoiled little shit who has managed to learn one thing in life – how to wrestle. I am not going to lie, you are a competent wrestler. But you don’t do it because you love it, you do it because mommy and daddy don’t approve
AD: Fuck you, I didn’t kill myself in Japan for…….
MHJ: Enough already, I don’t give a shit what you did in Japan. The fact remains that you still have all that Darling money to fall back on. You make one call, and you are back in mommy and daddy’s good graces. You don’t NEED this, you CHOOSE to do this
AD: And you and Fire don’t?
MHJ: What other choice did either of us have? It was find an outlet for our anger, or spend our lives in and out of jail. You know as well as I do that that was our choice.
AD: Seriously, what the fuck does this have to do with anything, and why the hell should I care?
MHJ: My point to all this is simple Alex. You can kidnap us, we can kidnap you. You can beat us bloody, we can beat you bloody. Broken bones heal. Scars fade in time. One thing that will never go away, one thing you can never change, is when Fire takes that world title from you. When she takes what makes you, Alexander Fucking Darling
AD: <scoffing> So this is the part where you rough me up? Make it a little easier for your sister?
MHJ: <laughing> Nope. She doesn’t need my help for that. Believe me, she is about 100 kinds of pissed off right now. Like I said, I just wanted to prove a point.
<Moose gets up and heads to the door>
MHJ: We’ll see you this week Little Alex…..Have fun finding your way back to the arena. I am sure the folks around here will be more than happy to help a lonely, wealthy American
<Alex starts to reach for his cell phone>
MHJ: Oh yeah…… I lied. There WAS one casualty. <Moose tosses Alex a little bag with the shattered remains of his cell phone> Have fun……..champ
<Moose leaves and we fade to black>
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 15:08:17 GMT -5
[Tyler Vangarde approaches GMtheRick while walking around the vacant arena pre-event.]
Vangarde: Guess you feel like an idiot, huh?
GMtheRick: Hardly. I don't think you pulled any sort of trick. You still lost last week.
Vangarde: Of no concern. Remember the contract we drew up? Something about 'due to Voltage's prior reputation, win/loss record will not be taken into consideration when reviewing this contract, and it will be fulfilled to the end.'
GMtheRick: What's that got to imply?
Vangarde: You've given me free reign to cause chaos. It doesn't matter if I get disqualified, counted out or cause no contests. You've got to book me every week in a match.
GMtheRick: Look, is there a reason you approached me?
Vangarde: My title. The DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal title. I pinned Puck Dupp, thus I am the champion.
GMtheRick: You make a fair point.
Vangarde: So give me the title then.
GMtheRick: Not so fast. LD Williams pinned you cleanly last week, so he's now the new champion.
Vangarde: You don't mean...
GMtheRick: Yes. LD Williams is your new DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal champion. Now get out of my sight.
Vangarde: ...my contract has to be fulfilled no matter what, yes?
GMtheRick: Yes, why?
Vangarde: No reason.
[Vangarde jumps GMtheRick and DDTs him on the floor, following straight into the Manifesto. Eco and Tytan quickly swoop and pull him off.]
Eco: What the hell do you think you're doing?
Vangarde: Just...congratulating the boss on some quality work. Let's go.
[Scene fades.]
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 15:07:37 GMT -5
Firewoman is STANDING~! in front of the The Chamber[/color] with what she thinks is a SFJ, but she can't tell because of the burka. Yes, I know that Egypt is fairly liberal by Muslim standards, but just go with it.[/i]
SFJ: Firewoman you are facing Concrete Takaken Gryphon this week.
FW: Yes, it appears I'm slowly working my way up the ladder, and pretty soon I'll be in position to do what I want to do, and that is rip the belt right off Alexander Darling's waist.
SFJ: Concrete has suggested that you knew each other in your youth.
FW: Concrete is delusional. Everyone knows it, and now he's gone just that far off the deep end. I don't know who this "Hit Girl" is or what she's all about, but I can assure you, I did not meet Hero Boy until I got here.
SFJ: What about rumors that after your wedding you will be joining WWE to be with your--
FW: What? There is no truth to that.
SFJ: Well, talk started after you were spotted at the Hall of Fame ceremony, and it's well known that Vince would--
FW: Look, I may be many things, but I am not the kind of person who would leave a company that has, despite some bumps along the road, been very good to me. That is just.... well......That's something a certain masked caped hero would do, isn't it?
SFJ: Do you mean?
FW: Yeah...Concrete left for the bright lights and the big city. And while I can't blame him on one level for going for the gold, I am not him. In no way. If my time was ever up here, maybe, but there's no way I'd go to WWE. Who the heck would I compete against? Out of work pole dancers?
SFJ: So....
FW: Look, Rick is giving me the chance to re-prove myself and I'm going to do that. I'm going to do that by kicking Crete's delusional ass into oblivion. Then--
SFJ: The World Championship?
FW: Damn skippy.
SFJ: Do you think you can keep your temper, and avoiding self-destructing? Because Alex thinks--
FW: Alex thinks a lot. Alex thinks that that silver spoon up his ass makes him untouchable. Alex is very, very wrong. When I get him in the ring, he'll see that, but not before.
At that moment, Moosehead Jack comes in, grinning smugly. Firewoman indicates to the SFJ that they are done, and she, and the ninja cam, follow Moose into The Chamber[/color], where she promptly smacks him upside the head.[/i]
MHJ: Ow!!! What the--
FW: What the fuck are you thinking?
MHJ: I'm thinking my head hurts. Ow!! Dammit!! *as Firewoman smacks him a few more times.*
FW: You kidnapped him? Do you realize you are going to make him think he is RIGHT?
MHJ: Huh?
FW: He's going to think I told you to do it.
MHJ: Like I listen to you....OW!!!! Dammit, if you don't cut it out!
FW: Look, I know I said that I didn't care what you did with him, but I've changed my mind. Stay out of it.
MHJ: What? Good God.....
FW: I mean it, John. You give him an excuse for why I beat him, and give him a reason to back out--
MHJ: So what if he does? Who cares.
Firewoman screams in frustration and ... yes, once again....heartpunches Moose. He goes flying back
FW: STAY OUT OF IT!
MHJ: Goddamn, *clutching his chest in pain*. I thought Eco had you all in the 'inner peace' route.
FW: This IS inner peace, dammit. Now, promise me.
MHJ: FINE!!.....unless he starts something and then--
FW: He won't.
Firewoman storms out of The Chamber[/color], leaving a pissed off Moosehead Jack.
We change scene to the ancient temple, with a lone figure walking in the direction of Cairo. A tan colored beat up Jeep comes up behind him, sounding like it's about ready to die a very loud death. The figure ignores it, and the Jeep slows down to pace the person, who continues to ignore it. Finally, the driver of the Jeep is frustrated and guns the engine and roars around and then in front of the person, forcing him to stop. The figure looks up and then down shaking his head.[/i]
AD: I can't get rid of either of you.
FW: Now, why would you want to. Wouldn't you rather ride back than die of dehydration?
AD: I can't decide which of the two of you is more crazy, but I know I'm not getting in that Jeep with you.
FW: What happened to the guards?
AD: They are 'sleeping peacefully.' Or unconscious.
FW: Seriously? Get in the Jeep.
AD: Why.
FW: Because you're not using this as an excuse to back out of your promise.
AD: What? I didn't promise you anything.
FW: Really?
Firewoman holds up a portable video player of some kind and shows him a snippet from Stank's Mann Show:
AD: That's not a --
FW: Yes it is. I didn't know Moose was doing this, and I'm expecting my partners will be very displeased with me for coming to get you. I'm risking a lot here to prove to you that I'm sincere about this. So get in the fucking Jeep.
AD: So you can take me and dump my body into the Nile?
FW: Get in the Jeep. Trust me.
AD: You must be joking.
FW: Fine....die out here then. There will be a tournament for your belt and I'll probably win it anyway. See ya.
Firewoman fires up the Jeep and starts to accelerate, but since it's old it's not so fast to do much of anything. Alexander weighs his options.
AD: Okay, fine... wait.
Firewoman stops messing with the Jeep, and grabs a water bottle to give to Alexander. Alexander puts one foot in the Jeep.
FW: Just one condition.
AD: I knew it. No.
FW: Listen to it first, okay? You need to leave Moose alone.
Alexander nearly falls out of the Jeep laughing hysterically.
AD: Fire, I am going to do the exact opposite of that. I'm going to walk into the arena, go straight to Moose's locker room, and kick his teeth in. I am going to see how long it takes to break every bone in his body, and then I might see if I can retrace the scars on his chest so--
FW: You are going to do no such thing. Look, Alex, he's my brother. Anything you do to him from this point on, is going to kinid of force me to leave you hanging from a fire escape drawn and quartered, which if you've been paying attention, I have a bit of experience with. Then, yeah, I'll lose out on my title shot, except then it won't be because I lost it, but because you provoked me. And that wouldn't reflect so favorably on you, now would it?
AD: Is that part of Ecosystem's salvation plan?
FW: No, but me coming to rescue your ass is. Believe me, I'd be just fine with letting you wither and die out here right about now. So, deal or no deal.
AD: .......
FW: I have to get this Jeep back to the lovely sergeant in the Egyptian Army who loaned this to me.....think quickly. I'd hate to be the one to tell Alexis of your untimely demise. Well, not really.
AD: Fine...but only until our match. After that, I make no promises.
FW: And neither do I.
Firewoman lets Alexander in and hands him the water. She starts the Jeep up again, and it lurches forward a few times, before finally steadily heading back toward the city.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 15:09:26 GMT -5
Poe is being interviewed by the same Burkha-clad SFJ as Firewoman was eariler.
BCSFJ: Mr. Poe, are you nervous about your upcoming tag team title match in front of your people?
Poe: I am never nervous before any match. I know my skills. I know my partner's skills. I also know my opponents skills. They got lucky in Japan. This time will be different. I trust they have never been in an environment as such the Cairo International Stadium will be. The belts will be back where they belong.
BCSFJ: There are some outspoken people here in Cairo that are critical of your, how do you say, lack of public appearances here. You are a hero to many...
Poe: I will have no one tell me what I can and can not do, nor where I can or can not be. I do as I wish. I...
Selena comes running into the shot and stops in front of Poe, jumping up and down.
Sa-T: Look it! Look it! I'm one of People(tm) Magazine's Fifty Most Beautiful *near silent/dog-pitched squeal*
Poe: Yes, you most certainly are, my Beloved.
Sa-T: I didn't know People watched OOWF.
The Burkha-clad SFJ and Poe just look at each other.
Sa-T: I gotta show Uncle Moose! Oh, and A'isha too!
Selena runs out of the shot. The interview continues.
BCSFJ: There were rumors that you were to pray at the Blue Mosque on Tuesday. Are these rumors true?
Poe: I did consider it, but you see, that'd be wrong. While I praise Allah, he is not my lord and master. I love all my Muslim brothers, but I am not one. Plus, Praying, as one of the Five Pillars of Islam, is not about the recognition one receives for doing so, it is the act, the spiritual connection to Allah that matters. If I were to publically pray at the Blue Mosque, it would be to garner attention, which defeats the purpose. So no, I will not be praying at the Blue Mosque.
BCSFJ: Any last words Mr. Poe?
Poe: Yes. This goes out to someone I know is watching. If you dare to attempt to contact me in any way. You will regret it. This I promise you. Namaste.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 15:09:49 GMT -5
Meanwhile, A'isha al-Takriti walks into GMtheRick's makeshift office in the bowels of Cairo International Stadium. She flips open her butterfly knife as she sits in the chair across from GMtheRick's desk, crossing her legs slowly.
Erlana: Um...you know you can't have weapons in here.
Aa-T: I didn't actually *look turns cold* Get out.
Er: And do what?
Aa-T: I don't care. Go get flet up by that old man in the sub shop who's bleeding all the time.
GMtR: Erlana, go ahead. I'm sure Miss al-Takriti will behave herself.
Erlana sighs and leaves. Once gone, theRick pulls out a fifth of whiskey and leans back in his chair.
GMtR: So...what can I do for you Miss al-Takriti?
Aa-T: I did you a favor on the plane with that video. I want one in return.
GMtR: So what do you want?
Aa-T: Is it true that all wrestlers here in OOWF that sign Developmental or Entry Level contracts are required to sign a specific number of Open contracts?
GMtR: Yes, it's true. Most don't know that. I'm impressed.
Aa-T: Can I see some of them?
GMtR: Why would I let you, a non-contracted person within our company, see official OOWF documents?
A'isha stands up and sits on the Rick's desk.
Aa-T: Because...on Wednesday, I turn eighteen and I no longer have to do what daddy says.
A'isha leans in close to the Rick.
GMtR: A'isha...are you propositioning me?
A'isha grabs her knife and holds it close to the Rick's face.
Aa-T: I am not some bar girl in Bangkok. I do not sleep with middle-aged, overweight, bald guys with liquor problems.
A'isha slams the knife into the Rick's desk.
Aa-T: Please let me see those contracts.
GMtR: Give me one good reason why you care to see them?
A'isha leans back in and whispers something in the Rick's ear. The Rick grins slightly.
GMtR: Fine. I'll gather them up for you.
A'isha smiles and slides off the Rick's desk and leaves his office.
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Post by mooseheadjack on Aug 14, 2010 15:10:15 GMT -5
(Ecosystem is interviewed returning from the Blue Mosque by the same SFJ (who is very fast!) and is surrounded by a broader film crew.)
SFJ: Ecosystem, you were observed praying in the Blue Mosque earlier today.
Eco: Indeed I was, though I seek to keep my religious life private.
SFJ: ...Did you not send out a press release that you would be praying in the Mosque?
Eco: (glaring) Perhaps. Simply to give myself as an example.
SFJ: Fair enough...but are you indeed a Muslim? Our records indicate you have identified previously with the Christian tradition. Mr. Poe earlier indicated his disdain for those who would use Islamic prayer as a prop for recognition.
Eco: Let me speak clearly, that you may understand.
Allahu Akbar Subhana kallah humma wa bi hamdaka Wa taba rakas muka wata'ala Jadduka Wa la ilaha ghairuk
Can you tell me what that means in English?
SFJ: I am unsure I can properly translate...
Eco: It's your JOB. What did I just say?
SFJ: I believe...Allah is the greatest, Highly glorified are You oh Allah, And thine is praised and blessed is your name and exalted is your majesty, And there is none worthy of worship besides You.
Eco: Precisely. Now, what in that does the Christian reject?
SFJ: I suppose nothing--
Eco: Of course not. Give me that microphone.
(SFJ quietly hands it over.)
Eco: (softening) Thank you.
See, we make it all too hard in the OOWF. Too complicated. We pretend there are shades of grey in places where there exists only black and white. We say that this religion business is too complicated, that the good is beyond understanding, that the best thing to do is reject hypocrisy and live our lives precisely as we want to live them.
But you cannot escape truth. Romans 2:14-15.
"For when the Gentiles, which have not the law, do by nature the things contained in the law, these, having not the law, are a law unto themselves: Which shew the work of the law written in their hearts, their conscience also bearing witness, and their thoughts the mean while accusing or else excusing one another."
The natural law is written on all our hearts. We feel our guilt in sin, though we do not recognize it for what it is. Qu'ran Chapter 16, Verse 97--I apologize for any translation misstep:
"Whoever works righteousness, man or woman, and has faith, verily, to them will we give a new Life, a life that is good and pure, and We will bestow on such their reward according to the best of their actions."
Firewoman claims saving Alex was part of my salvation plan for her. And it was, of course--but not in the sense that I suggested it. I asked her to live righteously, to be at peace, to forgive. She was under no illusions as to what that entailed, she required no book. She listened to me, yes, but also to her heart.
And she will be saved.
To my coworkers, to those who will attend Wednesday, to Cairo, to all those listening...you can also be healed. No matter what your culture, faith, tradition...you can also give yourself over to Salvation, and be born again.
My name is Junichiro Muyo.
And I...Will...Save You.
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