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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:06:27 GMT -5
OOWF Judgment Eve 5 PPV Live! From Tokyo, Japan
OOWF World Heavyweight Title Fatal Four Way[/u] Firewoman vs. Ecosystem vs. Poe vs. Tytan
OOWF Intercontinental Title Match[/u] The Dead vs. Damon Wrath
OOWF World Tag Team Title Match[/u] Nothing Happened vs. Tyler Vangarde & Dr. Infieri
OOWF Onslaught Championship Match[/u] Stan Fulton vs. Three Way Dance Winner
Winner Gets an Onslaught Championship Match TONIGHT![/u] LD Williams vs. Matt Folz vs. Chad Madison
Steel Cage Match[/u] Bryce Larson vs. Chris Evans
Drink & Destroy vs. Moosehead Jack & Stank J-P Sparxx vs. Alexander Darling Eric O'Mac vs. Ravenna Blue
Card subject to hentai porn
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:07:29 GMT -5
(Valor is celebrating their victory in their locker room. Tytan stands up on a nearby table and begins to speak.)
Tytan: Friends tonight we showed the OOWF that good will triumph over evil again and again. Beautiful job taking the victory Ravenna.
(Cheers and pats on the back for Ravenna.)
Evans: Can't forget Firewoman with the assist.
Tytan: No we can't, and unlike her I will show her respect and thank her for the assist. (They cheer, golf clap.)
But friends are job has only just begun. Now we have the opportunity to really get the Devil running.
At Judgement Eve 5. We continue to bring the light to the OOWF. Chris you have your shot at Revenge against Larson.
(CHEERS)
Ravenna can shut up Eric before his head gets to big.
Wrath gets a single shot for the IC title against the Dead.
And I get three of my nemeses and a shot at the Holy Grail. Firewoman's title...
Firewoman you have been a great champion a Fighting Champion. But lately you have been distracted, and it is time for a change. Judgement Eve will be that time and that will happen when I walk out with that title.
(Valor cheers.)
Eco I will also do what I have to do to make sure you are not the one that walks away with it and if you get in my way of getting what I want I will break you in half.
We are Valor and we are the true light of the OOWF and this light will kick your ass.
(FADE)
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:07:57 GMT -5
Firewoman is SITTING~! in the Chamber, looking exhausted. Lucky is packing her stuff.
Stank: For winning a relatively clean match, you look like shit.
FW: At least I'm not bleeding everywhere. Go get that fixed, would ya?
Stank: Yeah...
Stank staggers off to medical with the assistance of a medical technician.
L: They're ready for you.
Poe: Where are you going?
L: Fire is going to a local temple for some well deserved rest. She has been running herself ragged between her duties here, taking care of Moose and Alex. So before she picks them up at the hospital, she --
Poe: Them? Are you insane?
FW: If I don't get some peace and quiet, I will be.
Poe: One match wore you out.
FW: Go away.
Poe: Well, rest up. You have your first true test as World Champion at the PPV. Or haven't you seen the card?
Lucky shows it to her with a glare at Poe.
FW: Wonderful. Why did they throw you in there?
Poe: Tokyo is my town, or don't you remember?
FW: Funny.
Poe: And maybe they are tired of you as world champ, and wish it to change hands.
FW: What, to you? If I wasn't so tired I'd be laughing right now.
Poe: If I recall, our last, and first, outing didn't fare so well for you.
FW: *eyes getting cold* I was distracted by Darling.
Poe: Is that how he got you married to him too?
FW: You once said that if I kept my focus, no one could defeat me. How focused do you think I am on keeping this belt?
Poe: Well, let's see, your ex-fiance is lurking around, your current husband is in the hospital after your brother (also in the hospital) tried to kill him, you've been, as your valet says, running yourself to death to keep them apart, oh and your yakuza buddies can't help but have noticed you're back in town. How am I doing so far?
Firewoman glares at him until he smiles, having gotten to her...again.
L: C'mon Fire, the car is here.
Fire gets up, adjusts her bandanna, and starts to leave, then turns around.
FW: Keep your bitch away from here.
Poe: How dare you call Selena--
FW: I'm not talking about Selena. This is her only warning.
Now it's Poe's turn to return the glare, until Fire smiles at him.
FW: See you in the ring. Namaste[/i], mother fucker.
Fire giggles as she walks out the door following Lucky.
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:08:47 GMT -5
Ravenna, shocked that Evans made it to the Valor Locker room, moves over and throws his arm over her shoulders.
RB: Um great speech, maybe Evans should get to the hospital.
Kayfabe busts through the door, huge bruise across her face.
K: Let's go!
Kayfabe throws his other arm over her shoulder and the two leave with Evans.
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:09:29 GMT -5
<We see Moose sitting on his hospital bed, dressed in his normal clothing evidently getting ready to leave the hospital. The doctor comes into the room with his release papers>
DR: Mr. Quinn, let me reiterate that I STRONGLY urge you to stay and get some care, it has only been two weeks……
MHJ: Save it Doc, I have been here two weeks longer than I wanted to be, I need to get back, give me the papers
<the doctor reluctantly hands them over and Moose signs them and hands them back. The doctor looks like he is about to say something, but Moose glares at him and he just shakes his head and walks away. Moose gets up and grabs his bag and gingerly starts toward the door. Before he leaves a nurse walks in>
Nurse: Mr. Quinn, we found this, someone left a letter for you, I am very sorry, it got buried under some paper work.
<Moose doesn’t say anything but snatches the letter from the terrified nurse. She runs off and he opens the letter and reads it……
…. A shadow falls over Moose and we see Stank standing there in the doorway. Moose crumbles up the letter before he can see what it is>
Stank: You ready?
MHJ: Yeah. We have some stops to make
Stank: Let’s go
<Stank leaves the room, Moose follows him, he looks like he is about to throw the wadded up letter away, but then shoves it in his bag and leaves the room>
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:10:16 GMT -5
*We see Eric O'Mac walking down the Hallway of Random Encounters when he encounters Moosehead Jack.*
EOM: Um, Moose?
Moose: Eric.
EOM: Um....you aren't suppose to be here now.
Moose: Why is that?
EOM: Because of some follow-up or something.
Moose: Oh shit, that's right. Continue this conversation when I get back to the arena?
EOM: Sure.
Moose: You won't tell anyone?
EOM: It'll be like this never happened.
*Moose runs back to where he is suppose to be, as Eric turns around to see Kayfabe - in Firewoman form - looking pissed.*
EOM: So, you're over your hepatitis, I see.
KIFF:....
EOM: Yes, I know, I'm a bastard.
*Fade.*
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:11:22 GMT -5
Chad Madison is stopped in The Hallway (tm) by a Randomly Numbered Sexy Female Journalist
RNSFJ: Cowboy Chad Madison, can I get some words about your match at the pay-per-view?
Chad: As my partner would say, another multi-person clusterbomb.
My opponents at Judgement Eve have both been Onslaught Champion. But neither of them seems to want to be champion again.
LD wants to take out Crusher. So he wants to win, but not necessarily to become champion.
Folz on the other hand seems to only do things for cash considerations. While being a champion has its perks, It isnt what seems to drive him. Maybe he's just distracted now that Packers pre-season is upon us.
But I, I Want to be Onslaught Champion. I want to wear that championship around my waist. And Until my partner returns I will focus Everything I have on being Onslaught Champion. And that is why I will win Sunday. I. Want. It. More.
RNSFJ: Thanks. So why are you standing here?
(Camera pans over to a door just beside where Chad was standing the nameplate one the door says "Valor")
Chad: Oh this? Isn't what you think.
(The RNSFJ leaves, Chad knocks on the door. Tytan answers)
Tytan: Chad. Good to see you. Are you ready to join the fight?
Chad: Umm.... no. I wanted to talk to Ravenna.
Tytan: (His eyes narrow) Wait here.
(Chad... waits. Ravenna appears apparently, having interrupted a workout to come to the door)
Chad: Wow. Looking great Miss Blue
Ravenna: I'm kind of in the middle of something right now. What did you want?
Chad: I just wanted to take you up on that dinner offer from a couple of weeks ago. How about tomorrow night?
Ravenna: Well.... I... How about we wait until we get back to the states? we have this whole Valor v Devils thing to worry about right now.
Chad: Awwww. Alright. It's a date!
Ravenna: ...Yeah. We'll talk about it after Sunday
Chad: Yes Ma'am (tipping his hat) Good luck Sunday.
Ravenna: You too. (Shuts door behind her)
(Chad heads back down the hallway and walks into a gaggle of SFJ's looking throuhg some pictures.)
RNSFJ#1: OhMyGosh! That one is Sooooooo cute!
RNSFJ#2: I KNOW! I just want to grab it and squeeze!
(another RNSFJ passes another picture around)
RNSFJ#4, #4 & #5: Awwwwwwwwww!!!!!
Chad: Hello there my lovelies
Gaggle of RNSFJ's: Chaaaaaaad!
(They all hop up to hug Chad, who is eating it up)
Chad: What are we looking at? Not more pictures from the OOWF Calander shoot?
RNSFJ#2: No silly. these are pictures mom sent me. The family dog had puppies
Chad: PUPPIES! I love puppies! (exaggerated wink to the camera) Did y'all know I used to go with DH to nearly all of his ASCPA appearances? I even adopted one of the pups I met up with a while back.
RNSFJ#4: That's SOOOOO sweet!
Chad: I know. Hey, I was going to go out and eat, would you like to be my dates?
Gaggle: YAAYYYYY!
Chad puts his arms around two of the and the rest clamor along close by and we fade....
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:12:22 GMT -5
*Stank is standing in the hospital hallway dressed to the nines. There's a bandage above his right eye which rises up as the big man stares after Moose who has returned to his hospital room. Stank looks down at his watch impatiently then looks back up at the doorway to Moose's room. After a few moments, Moosehead Jack exits his room and joins Stank in the hallway.*
Stank - You look decent.
Moose - As do you.
Stank (saracastically) - Can we go now?
*Stank puts on his sunglasses. Moose reaches into his inside jacket pocket and puts his on as well. The Five members head toward the exit.*
Moose - Let's take the scenic route.
Stank - What's the scenic route?
Moose - I'll show you.
Stank - I'm having trouble staying on the right side of the road today so I hope oncoming traffic doesn't make you squeamish.
Moose - As long as you don't damage the Ferrari we're good.
*Stank and Moose exit the hospital through the front automatic doors into the bright sunny day. A large shadow falls over the hospital signaling eminent rain from a cloud above, the sunshine giving the cloud a halo effect. It looks particularly odd through Stank's sunglasses.*
Stank - Looks like it might rain.
Moose - Maybe.
Stank - You got someplace you need to be before we get to the arena?
Moose - Just drive. I won't get us lost.
Stank - It's your car. Maybe you should drive?
Moose - The car was a gift. I've never driven it.
Stank - Why not.
Moose - Considering who gave it to me ... ... up until today I was convinced it would blow up on me.
*Stank removes his sunglasses.*
Stank - Blow up?? As in EXPLODE?
Moose - Katsuro and I weren't exactly friendly.
Stank - Man you asked ME to go get THAT car knowing it MIGHT EXPLODE?
Moose - It's still in one piece. You're still in one piece.
Stank - MUTHA FU... I oughta... ARE you fucking KIDDING ME??
Moose - I guess I had Katsuro pegged wrong. He does forgive.
*Stank pulls out the keys to the Ferrari. He hits the keyless entry button and a black 2010 Ferrari chirps in response. Stank angrily presses the button several times as the car chirps away.*
Moose - What are you doing?
Stank - He could've programmed it to blow after several starts.
Moose - Hmmm...
*The Five members stand a good distance away as Stank continues the press the key remote and the car continues to chirp away in response. People are starting to stare. After a full minute of this Moose sighs.*
Moose - I think it's okay.
Stank - You're driving.
Moose - Nah uh.
Stank - Oh HELL YES you ARE.
Moose - I JUST got out of the hospital, man.
*Stank puts his sunglasses back on and stares at Moose.*
Moose - He might have programmed it to blow if I'm driving. Did you think of that?
Stank - No Moose. I didn't think that the very expensive sports car you asked me to pick up for you would blow up if you were driving it, due to some, what I can only imagine, was some sort of... dispute... you had with yet another enemy you gleefully made here in the land of the rising sun. No I DIDN'T FUCKING THINK OF THAT!
Moose - It wasn't gleeful.
Stank - Just get your punk ass in the car.
Moose - ....
Stank - I'LL fucking drive, OKAY?
*Moose smirks*
Moose - Hey listen. Do you actually think if I thought it was going to blow I would send you to pick it up?
Stank - *Hmmph*
Moose - C'mon Lucas... seriously?
Stank - Whatever.
*Moose and Stank get in the car.*
Stank - Which way motherfucker?
*Moose chuckles.*
Stank - Which way, man?
Moose - You should see the look on your face.
Stank - The OOWF has a HISTORY of SHIT BLOWING UP, MOOSE!
*Moosehead Jack snickers*
Stank - This shit is NOT funny Moose!
*Moose laughs hard now as the camera fades on the Ferrari tearing out of the Hospital parking lot.*
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:13:11 GMT -5
COLD OPEN on a random hotel hallway. The Crusher Stan Fulton is leaning up against the wall looking at his watch. A few minutes pass and then a door opens.
Fulton looks up to see what can only be called a gaggle of young Japanese women come filing out of the room. Each is a bit disheveled and adjusting their clothing. Most wear a smile. The last one out of the room does not.
The last woman, who doesn’t appear to be Japanese upon closer inspection, stops next to Fulton and they speak in a foreign language, not Japanese. Subtitles appear as if by magic.
SF: "Is it done?"
W: "Yes Mr. Fulton. He will not waken for some time.
SF: "Thank you, Kyoung Mi. Please tell your father that I look forward to resuming my training with him upon my return to Korea. And please pass my well wishes to Grand Master Kim."
Fulton and the woman bow to each other, she leaves and Fulton goes into through the open door. The camera follows and pans across the suite. Cushions, pillows and assorted clothing is scattered across the visible area. Laying amidst the carnage is Chad Madison, covered in what appears to be a throw rug.
Fulton walks over to the prone form and sets his axe handle down on Madison’s chest.
A ninja dressed in an OOWF Referee shirt flows out of the shadows of the room.
Ref: “One, two, three. Winner and NEW DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Champion, The Crusher Stan Fulton!”
The ninja-ref tosses a smoke grenade at his feet and has disappeared by the time the smoke clears. Fulton looks down and is surprised to see the DDT belt laying at his feet as though placed there by a ninja. He picks it up and turns towards the door. Standing in the doorway is Ecosystem.
E: “This is only correct. The purging can only begin once they have nothing left to fight for except the light. Come. You have three possible opponents for which to prepare. Sunday will be a great challenge for you.”
Fulton and Eco depart the room, closing and locking the door on their way out.
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:13:48 GMT -5
<We see a sports car race into the parking area of the Tokyo Arena and come to a screeching stop. A few seconds later we see a fresh out of the hospital Moosehead Jack and Stank step out of the car. Both men are wearing dark sunglasses and expensive suits. They make their way into the arena and head to the ring. As they come out “Scare Crow” plays and the crowd automatically boo loudly. The two men get to the ring and Moose takes the mic first. After a long pause he slowly takes off his sunglasses and speaks >
MHJ: You know, all I have heard, all I have heard for weeks has been “was it worth it?” I went to hell and back with Little Alex…..was it worth it? You bet your ass it was worth it. I would do it again in a second. I had you Darling. I had you right where I wanted you. I could feel the life slipping out of your body. A few more seconds and you would have been no more. But let me tell you something Little Alex, if you think this is over, you are sadly mistaken. I told you when it would be over, and you are still here, like a fucking cockroach, you are still here. I will get another match against you, and this time, even if somehow you find a way not to die, it will be a longer stay in the hospital, it will be a more grueling recovery, more pain, until you finally realize you are NOT one of us.
The funny thing about that is…..I requested that match. I wanted to go again the second I got out of the hospital, but I was told no. I was told that our match was too violent. I was told that we had crossed lines that should not have been crossed. I was told there was no way we would ever see a one on one match again. But it will happen. Trust me when I say this, it will happen Darling. I will make damn sure of that.
But, at the moment, there is something more pressing I want to take care of. Drink and Destroy. You boys are on borrowed time.
The whole time Stank had been standing in the corner with his arms folded across his massive chest. Stank moves to the middle of the ring and removes his sunglasses and takes the mic from Moose
Stank: You know, I sat back and watched the Moose-Darling saga unfold. I watched it wondering how far it would go. I watched it knowing I was seeing something no one had ever seen before in the OOWF. I was watching two men who had such a deep hatred of one another that they were willing to kill themselves to kill the other. Well, I should say one of them was willing to go that far. I watched what Moose did to Spencer…….and I smiled. Imagine my shock when all I heard from everyone…….even from some of the people I consider my allies……that things had gone too far.
Too far?
Let me tell you something, there is no such THING as TOO FAR! What Moose did to Spencer, what he did to Darling. What I did to Wally, that is just the beginning. Now, no disrespect to my former partner, my brother in arms, Poe, but it occurred to me that he was not willing to go as far as we needed to to get rid of Drink and Destroy. He has his own agenda, and that is fine by me. LD Williams thought it was too far, so I knew he couldn’t cut it. But this man, I know there is no limit to what he will do. I know there is no line he won’t cross. I know that with him as my partner, Drink and Destroy will get what they deserve... complete annihilation.
<the music plays again and they head to the back. No one says a word to them as they get to the Five’s door. They look at one another and nod, then open the door and walk in. Inside we see the rest of The Five seated around the room as if some sort of meeting is about to begin>
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:14:49 GMT -5
<Moose looks around the room>
MHJ: Where's Fire?
LD: Said she was going off to some Shinto temple or something
MHJ: Sounds right. <Moose grabs DethBat and looks at Poe> Poe, where's Selena?
Poe: <looking at Moose suspiciously> Why?
MHJ: I have a gift for her
<Poe stares at Moose wondering exactly what he means for a moment, then answers, never taking his eyes off of her>
Poe: She's in the back
<Moose heads to the back and knocks on the door>
Selena: What?
MHJ: Its me
<Selena doesn't answer, Moose knocks again>
MHJ: Come on Mouse, let me in
<the door clicks but does not open, Moose pushes it open and Selena is sitting on a chair in her room staring at him coldly, Moose walks around looking at the room not saying a word. Finally he breaks the silence>
MHJ: So, still mad at me huh
<Selena says nothing>
MHJ: Can't say I blame you. I shouldn't have got you involved. Fire could have hurt you, for that......<Moose looks around to make sure there is no one else around>........I apologize
<Selena looks at Moose and almost starts to smile, but then hardens her jaw against him again>
MHJ: Fair enough. Look, I was a little preoccupied on your birthday, so, even though it is late, I want you to have this
<Moose hands Selena Happy DethBat, Selena's eyes light up, but once again she tries to remain nonchalant>
Selena: Thank you. What is the stuff all over it?
MHJ: Darling. His blood, and chunks of his flesh
<Selena beams at this, her attempts to hide her happiness clearly failing. She finally regains her composure>
Selena: Thank you. It is very nice
<Moose smirks and leaves the room. As he closes the door, we hear what sounds like a squeal of joy. Moose smirks again and walks back to the common room, and we fade>
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:15:48 GMT -5
The scene comes up in the Destroyatorium where DVD is sitting watching the preceding promo. He shakes his head in disgust turns the Tv off and sits back with his arms folded across his chest. Moments later a still battered Outback Jack walks into the room. DVD just follows him across the room with his eyes. Jack takes a seat at the bar and orders a drink.
DVD: You look like shit Jack.
OBJ: (glancing back at him) Well you ain't exactly Brad Pitt yourself mate.
DVD: That was a hell of fight you and Stank had I'm surprised you are still able to walk.
OBJ: Wasn't my first fight, won't be my last.
As this converstation continues Danny Taylor walks in from the back. He heads over to Outback and nods his head in concern.
OBJ: I'm good to go mate. You looked good in your match, you'll get more shots in the future.
DDT smiles and nods his head in thanks.
DVD: If you too girls are finished doing each others hair, i've got the roster for the PPV.
Danny throws a bartowel at DVD who dodges as OBJ laughs.
DVD: You guys are facing Stank and Moosehead Jack.
The mood in the room instantly gets somber. A scowl crosses OBJ's face as he pounds his beer. Danny Taylor starts to pace and he becomes visibly red with rage.
DVD: (looking into the camera) Stank you call us a pale imitation of you, but we would never want to imitate you. You are a common thug and a backstabbing bastard. We respect what you can do in the ring, but as a person that's a whole nother story.
OBJ: (belches) That's Austrailan for your scum Lucas.
Danny stares daggers into the camera and makes the cutting motion across his throat.
DVD: Now you enlist the psycho Moose. Is this suppose to scare us? Hell, I think our Jack is scarier than yours. We will not die, you can not get rid of us. This is a new era of D&D and the destruction has only just begun.
OBJ and DDT walk to stand behind DVD. OBJ finishes a Foster and crushes the can on his head.
DVD: This Sunday it's called Judgement Eve, so make peace with whatever gods you have. The destruction is going to begin with the two of you, and it's going to be Dynamite.
Taylor mouths the word Boom as we...
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:16:22 GMT -5
The camera fades in on a room lit only with candles. There is a large statue of Kwan Yin, and several others in the room. There is a water feature somewhere, and the breeze blows through the top of the room, making the bamboo chimes click musically. There is a woman kneeling in meditation, dressed in garnet and saffron robes. The camera circles around to reveal Firewoman, with a rare look of serenity and peace upon her face. There's a change in the tone of the bamboo, and her eyebrows move almost imperceptibly. Someone has come in, but Fire remains in meditation, until the person takes a seat next to her. There's a long pause before he speaks.
Eco: You know, it's amazing...the only other time I've seen you look that centered...that at peace....is when you're destroying someone as violently as possible.
FW: *without opening her eyes or losing her focus* That's because they are the only two times when the voices are silent.
Eco: Ah.....I see.....It's interesting. You are completely at peace in the middle of the battle....or here....quite the puzzle you are.
*There's a bell far in the distance, and Fire opens her eyes, and goes to a basin of water and ritually washes her hands and face.
Eco: So...explain this. Why...here? You have a religion already don't you?
FW: The Kami are forces of nature. They are very similar to the Loa in that regard. They are just the forces of nature here. Since I am in their home, I honor them. Plus....these shrines have been places of great spiritual peace for me...and physical healing. The loa are more....
Eco: Active.
FW: Yeah...that works. Anyway, every time I come here, I'm overwhelmed by the desire to just stay. Give it all up and stay..... *Her voice fades away, as does her gaze, before she comes back to the present.* So what do you want?
Eco: I'm just amazed is all....we are moving in opposite directions, and I had thought we'd be walking side by side by now.
FW: Really?
Eco: Yes...you are walking head held high, eyes straight ahead, down a path of death and destruction.
FW: Am I now.
Eco: You're spending all kinds of quality time with "The Family"... and I don't mean your messed up marriage. You are demanding a car that I'm pretty sure you'll wrap around a tree in no time....you're doing the opposite. It's like your rejecting everything I've tried to give you.
FW: Yes. I'm rejecting cannibalism.
Eco: Touche....I've gotten better.
FW: Uh huh.....
Eco: So, I'd say after the last two Mayhem's we are even, yes?
FW: I suppose you could say that.
Eco: I just wanted you to know. The phone lines are still open. All you need to do is call.
FW: Really. That's all. After everything.
Eco: Well, no...I'm not going to be snowed by you twice. I'll need to know you're sincere.
FW: And how will you know that?
Eco: Tsk tsk....I'm not going to tell you that now....you have to ask, Fire. I'm done offering. You want this peace all the time? You want the voices to stop. All you have to do is call.
Firewoman finishes her ablution, turns and bows reverently twice to the temple room, rings a bell, and walks out. As she does, the peaceful expression disappears, and the familiar rage boils up.
FW: Here's what I think. I think you want me on your side on Sunday. I think you're scared of what Poe and I can do when we get on the same page. And you know what, Juni? You should be.
Firewoman walks into another room that appears to be private quarters. Ecosystem smirks and leaves the temple.
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:17:07 GMT -5
Poe is the Common Room. The sounds of Selena squealing with joy over the gift of Dethbat can still be heard from her room. He's wrapping his hands, getting ready to train, when he receives a visitor.
V: Pops.
Poe looks up and sees his daughter A'isha.
Poe: Enjoying yourself?
Aa-T: Yes, actually. Thought I'd drop in since you'll be leaving after the show Sundy.
Poe: Yes, we're on to Canada.
Aa-T: Uck, pass.
Poe: So, what will you do?
A'isha shrugs.
Aa-T: I dunno. Take some me time, I guess.
Poe snickers.
Aa-T: I know. You want me to decide what I'm gonna do with my life.
Poe: I have no doubts that whatever you eventually decide to do with your life, it will be amazing.
Aa-T: Aw, daddy gettin' all sweet.
Poe: I mean it. You're an adult now. I believe in you. It's time to make your mark. Any resource I can provide for you, I will. What's mine is yours. All I ask is you use it wisely.
Aa-T: I will. I want you to be proud of me.
Poe stands and face his daughter.
Poe: I am proud of you. I always have been.
Poe kisses her on the forehead.
Poe: Are you staying for the show?
Aa-T: Wouldn't miss it. You gonna get your belt back?
Poe: Yes. I am refocused now.
Aa-T: Even against your partner?
Poe: We may be allies, but on Sunday, we're opponents. If Firewoman expects mercy, or even assistance...she's sadly mistaken.
Aa-T: Won't the Five be pissed? Especially Ket?
Poe: I like to believe that Moose knows better. As for the Five...
Poe's jaw is visibly clinched.
Poe: Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn.
A'isha shrugs and sits at the bar as Poe goes back to taping his hands.
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:18:06 GMT -5
*Fade in* to GM The Rick's office, as The Rick is sitting in his tall desk chair, back to the camera.
GMTR: Are you cleared for Sunday?
Unknown Voice: Yes.
GMTR: What did the doctor say?
UV: At the hospital? Treated my cuts, ruled out a concussion, and diagnosed me with a severely bruised shin.
GMTR: Well, that makes sense...
[GMTR turns around, facing the camera, talking directly to the unknown voice.
GMTR: ...since you strapped a STEEL FUCKING RAILROAD SPIKE TO YOUR FUCKING BOOT AND TRIED TO FUCKING CAVE CHRIS EVANS' FUCKING SKULL IN!
A second camera is added to the feed, revealing the now obvious second member of this conversation--Bryce Larson.
BL: I wanted to end this thing. And it's still not over.
GMTR: It ends Sunday.
BL: What? By forfeit? You want me to win a feud by forfeit?
GMTR: Forfeit?
BL: Well, you don't honestly think Evans can compete do you? You saw what I did to him! It's over, Rick. It's over.
GMTR: No it's not.
BL: What are you going to do? Wheel his hospital bed into the cage? You can't possibly put this company into such deep liability by making Evans' wrestle on Sunday, do you?
GMTR: Nope.
Rick slides a piece of paper across the desk to Bryce.
BL: What's this? [Begins reading the document.]
GMTR: A waiver. You & Chris can both sign them, releasing the OOWF of any liability. You sign right down there.
BL: Where it says me name? Makes sense.
GMTR: I didn't want there to be any confusion.
BL: But how do I know Chris will sign? I can't sign until he does...
GMTR: [Sends another piece of paper across the table.] He already did.
BL: How? Isn't he in the hospital with a coma?
GMTR: A coma? [Laughing hysterically.] Oh, that's grand!
BL: I...I don't think I get the joke.
GMTR: [Still laughing.] Yeah, obviously!
BL: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU LAUGHING AT!
GMTR: He's not in a coma, Bryce. Luckily, your kick nearly missed his temple. He's staying in the hospital until late Saturday, but just as a precaution.
BL: But--
GMTR: You narrowly missed his temple. Another half of an inch and he'd be on the shelf for a while. Luckily that didn't happen.
BL: Yeah, luckily.
GMTR: Yes, luckily. I have a job to do here, and right now it's to sell pay-per-views.
BL: So...so how'd he make it here to sign?
GMTR: He didn't. I took it to him personally.
BL: You make house calls?
GMTR: For this I will. I want this done with, Bryce. You two can happily beat the shit out of each other for 60 minutes if you want. I don't care. I've instructed the referee to just call the end of the match. Pinfall or submission. Simple. No running, no crowd fighting, no turning back. You and Chris, locked in a cage like two savage beasts doing battle. Good luck.
BL: But...wait! I can't sign this, I need my lawyers to look at it.
GMTR: You have lawyers?
BL: I can find some.
GMTR: By Sunday? In another country?
BL: Well, I guess you'll have to delay the match.
GMTR: Delay, the match--wait! I get it. You're SCARED!
BL: What? NO!
GMTR: What's the matter, Colonel Sanders? Chicken!?
BL: No. Damn it, NO!
GMTR: Great, here's a pen. Sign. Just as a precaution, I don't have you or Chris on the booking plans for Wednesday. You'll likely both be in the hospital.
BL: You got it half right. One of us will. [Signs the waiver.]
GMTR: Right. But which one?
BL: ...
*Fade out*
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:18:50 GMT -5
Fade into Chris Evans’ hospital room at Beppo Medical Center. Evans has the top of his head down to his temples wrapped in bandages.
Evans: Bryce, you say that you were gonna take me to Hell. Sorry to break it to you Bryce, but what we did to each other last week was merely fighting on the outskirts of Hell. I’m sure by now that Rick has told you that our Cage match this Sunday will be unsanctioned. I’m also sure that Rick has probably told you that he did it in order to end our rivalry for good.
Fact of the matter Bryce is that it wasn’t Rick’s idea to have this match unsanctioned. It was mine, Bryce. After you nearly ended my life Wednesday, I had to beg and plead for him to allow this match to happen, but it was only until I mentioned the massive buyrates that would result from this match happening that he finally relented, albeit reluctantly.
Bryce, you have no idea what you have just allowed yourself to unleash. You ever wonder why through all of my time spent with Firewoman that nothing about her seemed to rub off on me? Well you were wrong.
All of that time that I spent with Firewoman & Moosehead Jack during my time as being a lackey of The Five caused a small part of me to become twisted and distorted. Throughout all that time, that small part of me grew & manifested itself into a dark, emotionless persona. Unlike Firewoman and Moose though, I was able to maintain my humanity and choose to give myself up to my dark urges voluntarily.
I’ve known for a while what I’m capable of doing when I allow myself to tap into that persona, and that’s why I’ve never allowed myself to do so, not even when we ran with The Five. I swore to myself that I would never allow myself to give in to my dark urges. But your little attack this week made me realize that I have no choice but to do so. I’ve also realized that taking on E DEVILS is futile unless I tap into it.
As for my injuries, I’m ready to walk out of here right now, but I’m gonna follow doctor’s orders and wait here until Saturday. I’m just gonna lay here and bide my time. And while I’m here, get a bit more reacquainted with my dark side. I’m not trying to save you anymore Bryce. I will end you Bryce, even if we both have to go to Hell together. That’d be a fitting end, wouldn’t it...brother?
*fade to black*
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:19:57 GMT -5
*Davin Moreland is WITH MOONBEAM~! backstage, in front of the OOWF backdrop. We's goin' old school!*
SFJ420: I'm, like, here with the first 6-Pack Champion in OOWF History, and one-half of the current reigning OOWF World Tag Team Champions, Davin Moreland.
DM: Moonbeam.
SFJ420: Davin, people are hoping to get a comment from you regarding your match at Judgement Eve 5 against Dr. Infieri and Tyler Vangarde. Is it Nothing Happened vs. E-DEVILS?
DM: No. It's not Nothing Happened vs. E-DEVILS. It's Davin Moreland finally getting his revenge against the man who stole my Rookie of the Year award back in 2007. Here I am, Grand Slam Champion. 6-Pack Champion. Been there, done that; a living legend. I was beat out by this tool who was thrown in a Boo Box. This goofball comic book character who threw people through windows and was pushed to the moon before disappearing for 2 fucking years before coming back and trying to assert himself again as Eco's lackey.
DM: Well guess what Voltage, or Vangarde, or whatever the fuck you call yourself these days. Davin Moreland has a long damn memory. And this Sunday, at Judgement Eve 5, I don't give a rat's ass whether I win or lose. I'm just grateful for the opportunity to FINALLY get my hands on you after 3 damn years. And I'm gonna make it worth my while.
SFJ420: It's a tag match.
DM: I'm aware of that. To me? This isn't a tag match. This is comeuppance. And it's been a long time coming. Getcha Popcorn Ready, Voltage. Cock a doodle doo, motherfucker.
*fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:20:45 GMT -5
Cut to Beppo Medical Center, where Firewoman is arguing with one of her guards.
FW: What do you mean, he checked himself out. Did he even care that I was going to come get him?
YG1: He didn't say. He and the big man...
FW: Stank?
YG1: Yes. They just left.
FW: Why are you here standing guard on an empty room?
YG1: You told me not to leave here or you'd cut my testicles off with a spoon?
FW: Oh...yeah, that sounds like me. Okay, well, go down and tell the first limo he's not needed. That actually solves the problem of getting them both to the airport without killing each other, I guess.
Firewoman goes down the hall to the elevator and then goes to the floor where Alexander Darling is. As she walks, she goes past Evans's hospital room.
FW: Cubbie?
C"L"E: Don't call me--
FW: Yeah, yeah, yeah...why did they take you all the way from Aokigahara back to Beppo? If they were going to move you, why not take you to Tokyo?
C"L"E: Because go fuck--
FW: Never mind...
Firewoman continues down the hall to Alexander Darling's hospital room. She enters, and Alexander is talking with Alexis.
AD: Hey, it's the ol' ball and chain, ready to spring me outta here.
FW: *with no sense of humor* Yeah, you ready? I got the limo all waiting.
AD: Ooo....limo....wifey picks me up in style.
LD: Limo, eh? One of ... them driving it? *She nods in the direction of the guard*
FW: In fact, yes, because we are now....related....Alexander gets every courtesy I would get.
LD: I don't think I'm comfortable with this.
FW: Then you can walk.
AD: Girls, girls.....Lexie...go see if that nurse is done with my paperwork, okay?
Alexis sighs, glares at Fire, and leaves.
FW: Subtle.
AD: Yeah well,...here...take this. *he hands her what looks like a check*
FW: What's this for?
AD: Your half of the Buggati. So you can have it.
FW: What?
AD: Jericho said if you paid for half of it you could have it, and I know you love that car so....
FW: Wow....that's....this is 2 million dollars, Alex.
AD: I know....I know you like that car.
FW: I don't....I don't know what to say....
AD: Say I get to drive it when we get back to the States.
FW: I....I can't accept this.
AD: Sure you can.
FW: No...no I can't. I don't want your money.
AD: It's our--
FW: No it's not. At least not in a week it's not, so just keep it. I can live without the car.
AD: Probably. I mean, if I had it my way, you'd drive something a lot safer. You're too impulsive to have a car that powerful and ....
FW: ....
AD: .... sorry....
FW: Well, you get your wish. Because I'm not taking your money. I'll have my bike and I'll be happy with that.
Firewoman rips the check in half and hands it back to Alex. Alexis comes back in, clearly unhappy, followed by a Japanese man in a suit, pushing a wheel chair.
LD: I really REALLY don't like all your friends, Firewoman.
FW: Too bad. We ready?
Alexander gets up and sits in the wheel chair (hospital rules, you know).
AD: Listen, uh, Lexie...since you'll be uncomfortable and all, why don't you take a cab.
LD: You aren't serious....
AD: I'd like to talk to my blushing bride alone.
FW: Can we please cut with the--
AD: We can when it's no longer fun to annoy you with it. Lexie?
LD: Fine... whatever...
Firewoman signals to one of the men to call the cab for her. Lexie and Fire exchange a look. Lexie leaves and then Fire and Alex start to head for the limousine.
AD: What was that look for?
FW: Nothing you need to worry about. What did you want to talk to me about?
AD: *looking at their companions* Not here. Wait 'til we're in the car.
*fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:21:26 GMT -5
(Tytan stops his training to talk to a Random SFJ.)
Tytan: Well its funny, it seems once again Tytan has made the main event for a PPV and for some reason it seems like my opponents Poe, Firewoman, and Eco have all managed to talk about each other but have forgotten that there is a forth to their match. ME!
Here's the thing I am fine with it. It just means I have the opportunity to surprise the Hell out of them, they should all know that you need to be most worried about the one that you least expect. It seems everyone is trying to choose sides and all that. You see I actually have the most to prove out of all of my other opponents these are all three once enemies of mine. Well Eco is the current one on the top of the list. So, I need to prove something to these three. So believe me come Sunday Tytan is going to bring it and take down these three and show all of the OOWF that I can stand on the top of the mountain and take the Holy Grail for my own. The time has come for a new light to shine in the OOWF. There needs to be some good around here and I am going to be the one that is going to bring it to the top.
(FADE)
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:22:03 GMT -5
Cut to Ecosystem in darkness, shaking his head.Eco: Is this what it has come to Firewoman? When the only force that may protect you from your own self-destructive urges is your own pride? As I always tell you, and everyone else in this company, the lines are open. But let me bring that reality home to you...in the most literal way possible. I promised you all an eighth member of the E-DEVILS, did I not? Well, we had a little...holdup on Wednesday. Our newest member was having a bit of stage fright, and I wanted to wait for a full and sincere commitment...which I promptly received. Joining Eco in the darkness, a female form emerges...it's Rosie Quinn! She looks haggard and lost, like she is coming out of a stupor.RQ: A camera? Eco: So that Lisa may watch. RQ: Oh, dear Lisa...oh, I don't know what to...I'm so sorry... Rosie walks over to Eco, and he holds her tightly.Eco: You see, Lisa...Fire...this is the difference between you and me. You attack those you loathe, as do I. I condemn those who would oppose me, as do you. But you would leave those you cannot love for dead...whereas I, who can do nothing but love, seek to raise them up. Your mother has quietly come a long way since the day she asked me for money to feed her residual, lingering habits. Like Tyler Vangarde, she is free of the monkey on her back. Like Lauren Phoenix, she has made a clean break with all that inspired self-hatred. Now, she wants nothing more than to begin paying her lingering debts...to society...to her family...to her daughter. Rosie breaks in.RQ: This is a good man. A great man. He's done...he's done so much. Lisa...I only want you to turn to him. Your difficulties...oh, I see how I've caused it all...you must be healed. Eco: You see, Lisa, I see your soul so clearly. Everything in your life--the relentless pride, the rejection of your birth name, the sadistic urges that clearly are cries for stability and control, the desperate grasping for family and support--it is all bound up in the broken relationship with your mother. My frustration aside, I have never closed the door to you fully. Come to me or any one of the E-DEVILS...or rather (looking to Rosie) DEVILERS. Prove that you understand, show me your commitment, and we can turn it all around. Your new family...we're waiting for you here. But until that moment...until that moment when you show humility, when you realize that you need to be saved...you are not fit to hold that OOWF World Heavyweight Championship. There are so many interesting little dynamics in our match on Sunday. You and Poe share a little namespace together in the Five, though who knows what that means any more. Though you haven't locked up for a while, you had a former feud of the year against Tytan. On his end, he has won the tag team invitational two consecutive years--first with Poe, then with me. I won my first World Championship against Poe, he won his second against me. I do not profess to know how that history will play out Sunday. I doubt very much you and Poe will be "on the same page." But no matter what the outcome...know that what I do is born of love. Eco calls Rosie to him, holds her close and kisses her on the head.Eco: My name is Junichiro Muyo. And I. Will. Save You.
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:22:49 GMT -5
*Davin Moreland is WATCHING~! OOWF-TV, as he normally does*
DM: Well...that's an interesting turn of events...
*fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:24:01 GMT -5
*An elderly Japanese man in a well-tailored suit is sitting in an elegant boardroom at the head of a long conference table, with 4 men in business attire seated on each side. One of them is presenting a Power Point slide show with graphs and spread sheets, and the other men are arguing in Japanese. (OOWF TV doesn't have a budget for subtitles) The Japanese woman from OBJ's promo 2 weeks ago quietly enters the room and whispers to the elderly man, who claps his hands once. The other men immediately become silent. The woman shuts off the projector, and turns on a large flat screen TV, showing a Japanese wrestling program on which Jack of the Hinterlands, in Empty Team white facial makeup and black ring attire, is being interviewed*
JH: Yes, Tokyo was where Empty Team became famous. So many tag teams swore they would run us out of Japan, and night after night we walked that aisle and proved them wrong. Sunday night Danny and I are going to do the same thing. We are going to show Stank and Moose that they can't run us off. We're not just doing it for ourselves, but for Mags and Spin and Wally. Besides that, I always feel a debt of gratitude to the Japanese fans for the impact they had on my career, so I owe it to them to do my best. In particular, I want to show respect to the man who opened the doors for us in Japan back in the day. I know he's not involved in the wrestling business anymore, but I'm sure he's watching.
*Jack holds up a clenched fist, causing the interviewer to flinch, but Jack opens his fingers and holds an empty hand toward the camera.
Back in the boardroom, the elderly man makes the same gesture as the others watch quietly.*
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:26:58 GMT -5
Firewoman walks in to The Chamber[/color] and sees Moose sitting there.[/i]
FW: I see you made it.
MHJ: Yeah...sorry, Stank and I had a --
FW: Whatever. It's your life.
She heads to her locker room.
MHJ: What's up with your private limo ride....Anything I need to know about?
FW: No.......*calling over her shoulder* Oh yeah....Eco has your mother.
MHJ: What?
The door to Firewoman's locker room slams shut.
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:28:34 GMT -5
*Fade in* to the Beppo Medical Center, where Bryce Larson is talking so a Sexy American Female Nursing Intern. Conversation joined in progress...
SAFNI: I'm here as part of an exchange program.
BL: I'd love to show you around...maybe after some dinner?
SAFNI: You...are you hitting on me?
BL: Only if you want me to.
SAFNI: I'm at work... [Writes something down and hands it over to Bryce.] Here...here's my number where I'm staying. I get off later tonight.
BL: Nice. Now, about that file.
SAFNI: Oh yeah. Mr. Evans is scheduled to check out later tonight...let's see. Grade IIIa Concussion caused by blunt trauma to the head...severe loss of blood leading to shock, near cardiac arrest. Yeah, someone did a number on your friend.
BL: Yeah...and if I find out who, there will be hell to pay!
SAFNI: He's lucky to have a friend like you.
BL: [Smirks...]
SAFNI: So it looks like he's out of action for at least a couple of weeks, I'm sorry.
BL: Wha?
SAFNI: Yeah, 2 weeks minimum, possibly a month or two.
BL: But? Wait, the doctors didn't clear him?
SAFNI: Clear him? Did you see what happened to him?
BL: Yeah, almost felt like I was there...
SAFNI: Yeah, he needs to recover.
BL: Right. So if he were to wrestle, a company...
SAFNI: Would probably make him sign a waiver or something. There's serious danger there.
BL: [Looks up in contemplation.] Indeed there is. [Looks back down at the SAFNI...we'll call her Ashley.] What room is he in again?
SAFNI: 203.
BL: Thanks.
[Bryce heads off to the room.]
SAFNI: Wait! Are you going to call me?
[Bryce doesn't answer, but slowly walks into Chris Evans' room.]
CE: Wait, what the--
BL: I'm not here to hurt you. It seems like you're doing enough of that to yourself.
CE: Myself? MYSELF! You hypocrite, you tried to end me on Wednesday!
BL: I tried to end THIS! And it should be over, Chris. I'm onto you, I just got a briefing on your file.
CE: You got... How?
BL: [Smiles.]
CE: Stupid Sexy American Female Nursing Intern!
BL: [Smiles.]
CE: Well, this will be over. Tomorrow night. I signed the waiver, so my file doesn't matter. One doctor told me I should retire, Bryce. RETIRE! I'm still young.
BL: Yeah...shame.
CE: Shame!? All because I wouldn't join Eco's little group?
BL: Little?
CE: Right, whatever.
BL: Listen. I know about all of your injuries. I'm coming after them Sunday. Actually, wrestling you pretty much means going after your injuries at this point.
CE: And...
BL: And? THE END.
CE: Great, this isn't some promo Bryce. Now you listen to me. I feel I have nothing to lose. A doctor told me to retire. I should probably listen, but I'm not. I just want to compete, Bryce. That's all I've ever wanted to do. You've tried to end that, but you FAILED. Now I am going to end this. If I have to end you to get it done, so be it. I'm putting every last ounce of energy--physically, mentally & emotionally--into destroying you Sunday night. And the whole world will see it. But no doctor, and certainly not you--will tell me when I'm done. When I'm done with you, I'm just getting started. I won't fail, like present company did. Good day, sir.
BL: You really think--
CE: I SAID GOOD DAY SIR!
BL: Fine, see you--for the last time--Sunday.
Bryce leaves Chris's hospital room as we *fade out.*
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 22, 2011 16:29:38 GMT -5
It's morning at the OOWF arena in Tokyo. Firewoman is sitting alone in Ric's Sandwich Shop, sipping her coffee. Lucky arrives for interview-style promo time, as the magical OOWF interview banner appears behind Firewoman and the ninja cam takes his position.
L: Are you sure?
FW: Yeah, I'm good. Slept great, ready to go.
L: Huh...
FW: What?
L: You sleeping...can't get used to it.
FW: I do have a lot to do before my match today...
L: Okay....well, let's get going then. I'm here with OOWF World Champion Firewoman who will be defending her belt tonight against three opponents...three men with whom she has very different but very long histories. Firwoman, let's talk about each of your opponents in order. First...
FW: First, I want to address Tytan. It's true I haven't mentioned you much this week, and that would make it seem like I haven't thought about you much. But that's not the case, really. And I do appreciate your interference a couple of weeks ago, which is why I returned the favor last week. So, I figure we're even. And we've been even for a while. I wasn't sure while you were teamed up with Ecosystem what direction you were headed, but it seems you've finally..FINALLY stepped out from the shadows of your mentors and are now standing on your own. And our issues.....well, our issues are in the past, as far as I'm concerned. I look forward to stepping into the ring with you once again, and this time as a true test of skill and ability, without the emotional overtones of the past.
L: Wow, so letting bygones be bygones?
FW: It's not like I can't do that. I mean, I'm in the same stable as a man that I'd just as soon ... well...I don't let things go...I remember everythng that happened between Tytan and me. It's just not important right now.
L: You mentioned Tytan's former mentor Ecosystem, who apparently has recruited your mother--
FW: Moose's mother.
L: --right. Moose's mother to join his club. Do you have--
FW: Eco...you claim to get me...but you don't. You're right, I have washed my hands of her. After what she did.....*Firewoman's anger appears to rise*.........After what she did and after YOU made it public knowledge.........If you think I give a flying fuck what she does, where she does it, or who she does it with, you don't get me at ALL. So she's found her healing from her addictions. Good for her. I don't CARE. Having her on your side, or whatever you're calling it, doesn't really affect me. But it sure as hell isn't going to make me call you. So quit with the games, and get in the ring.
L: About your third opponent....
FW: You mean my "partner?" *She practically spits the word* Poe and I are in the Five because we all want the same thing. The best wrestlers in the company....heck, maybe even in the world......coming together to dominate a company. And that we have done. The rest of you form your factions, with staying powers of what....a few months? The Five has been together for a year while the rest of the company scurries around and fights each other, while we stay above the fray. I'd call that a success.
L: But it's clear there's no love lost between the two of you. And the one and only time you've stepped in the ring, ever...he pinned you.
FW: .....
L: .....
FW:...... I was distracted. Poe himself warned me of that. And he was right. He also said that if I kept my focus, no one could beat me, including him. And again....he was right. And I intend to prove that tonight, at Judgement Eve FIVE. Yes, I think that will be a good night for the Five.
L: Poe is in the Five too. Are you saying that if either of you win, it's fine.
FW: No....No, Lucky. And you should know me better than that.
L: Just clarifying for our viewers.
FW: Our viewers can look forward to an amazing match with four talented wrestlers.
L: Aren't you worried about shenanigans?
FW: *batistalaughs* No......well, maybe from Ecosystem. But he has no fans in that ring with him, so I think we'll all watch each other's back. Like I said, I've moved past my issues with Tytan.
L: And Poe?
FW: Poe and I may have our differences but he's my ... partner.
L: So you.....trust him[/b]
FW: Don't do that....
L: But....
FW: That was my thing this week....not yours.
L: Oh....
FW: I'll never trust Poe. Ever. But we'll have other people to worry about in that ring besides each other.
L: We done?
FW: Eh, I gotta hit my catch phrase, but I'm not feeling it.
L: It's not sparkling for you?
FW: .....
L: ......
FW: Jerk.
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