MidWeek Mayhem/OOWF Tag Team Invitational Round 2

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OOWF MidWeek Mayhem/OOWF Invitational Tag Team Tournament Round 2
Live! From Druid Hills, GA

OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match[/u]
Firewoman vs. Tyler Vangarde

OOWF Onslaught Championship Match[/u]
LD Williams vs. Damon Wrath

OOWF Intercontinental Title Match[/u]
Chris Evans vs. The Dead

OOWF Invitational Tag Team Tournament Round 2[/u]

Texpress vs. DH Magnusson & Alexis Darling
Stan Fulton & Matt Folz vs. Alexander Darling & Eric O'Mac
Drink & Destroy vs. Davin Moreland & J-P Sparxx
The Flyin' Hawaiians vs. Moosehead Jack & Stank

Ravenna Blue & Concrete TG vs. Bryce Larson & Tytan

Card subject to the crushing awesomeness of Doctober

[BookerShark]

Scheme Gene is interviewing OBJ

SG: We haven't heard from you in a while?

OBJ: I've been on walkabout.

SG: Meaning?

OBJ: I've had some problems. I've had to clear my mind. No worries, mate, I'm back now.

SG: So the rumors that you were declared insane?

OBJ No comment.

[BookerShark]

Texpress are in the parking garage preparing to leave the Crab Orchard, Tennessee Arena. Zane stops at his 1965 Mustang and opens the trunk.

Zane: Great Idea.

Chad: I didn't say anything yet.

Zane: No I just had one.

Chad: Oh. Care to elaborate?

Zane: Yes. We're doing the Children's Hospital appearnace in Druid Hills. We should see if DH could arrange a ASPCA benefit AT the Children's Hospital at the same time and get the kids to interact with the animals! People Will LOVE IT!

Chad: You realise we are facing DH and Alexis at Druid Hills?

Zane: So? We're on good terms with DH and Alexis doesn't despise ME that I know of.

Chad: She despises me? That Sucks

Zane: I'll make some calls and see if it can happen. OOH! Another brainstorm! We can bring the Benefit to THE ARENA! Kids and Puppies at ringside! The crowd will eat it up!

Chad: Or them.

Bridgette: That's nice honey. I'm tired. Can we get going now?

Zane: OF course. Chad You drive.

Chad: I get to drive the 'Stang?? SWEET!

[BookerShark]

The members of the Darling Luxury Suites are PACKING~! Well, Alex is. Fire never unpacks.

FW: C'mon, can we please just get this over with?

LD: *coming out of her room* Oh, it won't be that bad, Fire.

FW: Shut up. I guess you and Alex can take the Bugatti, and I'll ride the bike.

AD: *coming out of the other room* No, we're taking the car. And I'm driving, because I don't trust you won't 'get lost' on our way there.

FW: Lexie is NOT taking my--

LD: I'm not going.

Alexander glares at his sister and says nothing.

FW: What? Then I'm not going.

AD: Yes you are.

LD: Why not?

FW: Are you kidding? I need all the allies I can get. They're going to hate me--

LD: Don't be silly. You're at least over 18.

AD: Hey!

LD: It'll be fine.

Alexis grabs her bag and leaves. Firewoman looks dejected.

AD: It'll be fine.

FW: It won't be fine, and you know it. Lexie would have run interference and --

AD: Well, we can't do anything about it now, so let's just go and...get it over with.

FW: But.....

AD: What?

FW: I can't leave my motorcycle here. I'll follow you. I promise.

AD: Pinky swear?

FW: That's so high school.........Fine. Only if you pinky swear that this is NOT our honeymoon.

AD: Fine.

They pinky swear.

AD: C'mon....let's get this over it.

FW: What about Davin and Sam? They'll be there, right?

AD: No...and...uh....do me a favor.....

FW: I think I'm doing you a HUGE favor.

AD: No...I mean, yeah, you are, but .... can you.....well, this .... thing..... where Eco is talking to you? Can you not do that around my parents?

FW: Well, I'll try, but it's not like I have any control. He just starts talking when he has something to say. It's like he can't tell what's happening on this plane, he just starts....what?

Alex is staring at Fire, a mixture of annoyed, worried, and amused.

AD: Nothing, just....let's go meet the in-laws.

Firewoman rolls her eyes, but grabs her helmet.

FW: Maybe I'll slide under a truck on the way there.

AD: No way. If I have to be there, so do you.

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<Moose, Stank and LD Williams are watching Fire's promo, LD just shakes his head and doesn't say anything>

Stank: Wasn't she just one of us? Shouldn't she be.......I dunno, pissed about losing to the Flyin' Hawaiians?

<LD doesn't say anything, Moose just looks at him>

MHJ: Sorry man, looks like maybe you drew the wrong Quinn

<Fade>

[BookerShark]

Stan Fulton and Matt Folz(along with Hayden) are WALKING! out of the arena, Folz glaring and shaking his head.

SF: What?

MF: You just don't....fucking...get it.

SF: We won the match, we're moving on in the tournament, what's not to get?

MF: Why did you want to work with me?

SF: Because as much as I don't like you, you're a damn good wrestler, you can work with me.

MF: Right, and how did we win the match?

SF: I saw an advantage and I took it. You were outside the ring, I did what I had to to win. Otherwise we would have lost.

MF: THAT'S NOT THE FUCKING POINT!! Look, I'm a fucking asshole outside of the ring, I've never had trouble admitting that. I have very few friends in the lockerroom nor am I looking for any, but when I'm in that ring I treat it like the place of business that it is. Whether I win or I lose, I go out there to put on the best WRESTLING match I can, I don't resort to cheap tricks like hitting someone with an axehandle. You want to partner with me? You want me to help you become a better wrestler? Fine, I'll do what you hired me to do. But listen to me close, you pull one more stunt like you did tonight, and our partnership becomes null and void, got it? You think about that when you're driving to the next show, I'll see you at the arena.

Folz and Hayden walk off as we FADE

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Chad is DRIVING~~!~!~! Zane's 65 Mustang down the highway while Zane is on the phone. Chad's phone begins to ring. Zane shantches it from his hands quickly

Chad: Hey!

Zane: Eyes on the road. This isn't a rental.. Hello?...... Hey Man! ....... What? ......... Third Week Mayhem? ........ What's that? ....... You bet! .......... I know Chad'll be excited. ............. Looking forward to it. ......... Have a great flight.

(Zane hangs up and smiles broadly)

Chad: What? Who was that?

Zane: you're going to love this....

(CUT!)

[BookerShark]

[The Dead is SITTING~! at a bar, knocking back some Jameson.]

Dead: Losing last night hurt, literally. It's gonna take a while for that axe handle wound to heal...

[The Dead takes another sip.]

Dead: But the fact of the matter is that, this week, The Dead gets back what is rightfully his. It's title time, again.

[The Dead motions to the bartender, and a fresh bottle is placed in front of him.]

Dead: Chris, I hope you've enjoyed your transitional title run. Now the belt comes back to where it belongs. I'm the best pound for pound wrestler here in the OOWF, and very, very soon I will be YOUR INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION once again.

[The Dead smirks and pours himself another shot.]

FADE

[BookerShark]

FADE IN on the OOWF Donovan Viper Memorial Hallway of Random Encounters™. Sitting way in the back on the floor is Ravenna Blue. Her knees are pulled up and she rests her head down on them. A sigh escapes her every so often.

As the camera pulls back a bit, we see The Crusher Stan Fulton sit down next to her, his bulk making quite a bit of noise getting down to the floor.

SF: “Ooof. I’m gonna need a three-point hitch and a come-along to get back up I think.”

The shades of a smile touch the edges of Ravenna’s mouth and eyes. But it’s soon gone.

SF: “I know how you’re feeling, Rav.”

RB: “No one seems to feel how I do. Eco’s dead and no one gives a damn.”

SF: “Now you know that’s not true. They just show it in different ways. But some of us are as upset as you about it.”

RB: “You don’t show it.”

SF: “No, I don’t suppose I do. (with a smile) I have this bad-ass image I’m trying to maintain. Seriously, Juni was my friend. What Tytan did was beyond reprehensible, beyond evil. And Tytan will pay for that. Someway, somehow I will make him pay.

“But you have to remember that both he and Juni went into that match knowing what the outcome would be. They both signed the waivers allowing it to happen. I’ve seen the contracts; the stipulations were all in there and the signatures were both valid. They knew one of them wasn’t returning from that match.”

RB: “Still doesn’t make it right.”

SF: “No it doesn’t. But that’s our problem isn’t it. We’re the ones trying to come to grips with it. You saw how it ended. Juni put himself directly into the path of that oncoming train and never flinched. I don’t think he really even thought about how it would affect those he left behind.”

RB: “There was so much I wanted to tell him. So much left..." trails off

SF: “All you can do from this point forward is to make the most of our time left on this planet. Living in the past is all wasted time, Rav. We cannot change the past so there’s no sense in worrying about it. All we can do is try to make Tytan pay sometime in the future.”

RB: “If he was the friend of the others, they should want revenge too.”

SF: “Oh, make no mistake. It's not revenge I’m after. It's a reckoning.”

RB: “. . .”

SF: “Now I’m not going to put on a mask and cape and try to right every wrong in this company. But I can start with myself and then make Tytan pay for his mistake.”

Fulton lifts his axe handle up before his face and his eyes get a faraway look to them... not like when Firewoman is hearing VOICES IN HER HEAD (THEY TALK TO HER), but as someone deep in thought.

Fulton turns to Ravenna and hands her his axe handle.

SF: “Take this. I think Juni was working towards getting me to stop using it. Folz is too. Time to take the high road and earn that respect I’ve been blathering about.”

Fulton stands (with much effort) and looks back down to Ravenna.

SF: “Good luck, Ravenna Blue. If you ever need an ear to bend, I’m around. And if you ever need a partner, let me know.”

Fulton walks away while Ravenna lays the axe handle across her knees while her head drops back down.

FADE

[BookerShark]

*Parking lot of the arena*

Most of the roster has already left for Georgia but a few people are still getting their belongings together before making the trek. One of those about to leave are Matt Folz and Hayden. Before they can back out of their spot however, Alexis Darling walks over to the car and knocks on the driver's side window. Folz rolls down the window as Alexis stares daggers at Hayden who shrinks back and tries to act as if she isn't there.

Alexis: I'm glad I caught you before you left.

Folz: What can I do for you Alexis?

Alexis: My brother has some stuff to take care of this weekend, but he's meaning to sit down with you and discuss some things.

Folz: This doesn't have anything to do with me throwing the match this week, that wasn't part of the agree...

Alexis: Calm down there. Alex isn't going to ask you to do that. He just wants to have a little chat with you.

Folz: Well, he knows where I'll be.

Alexis: Too many eyes at the arena, too many possible distractions. Alex made a phone call to a family friend so he wants you to fly up to Newark on Monday.

Folz: Newark. New Jersey? You've got to be kidding me.

Alexis: Here. Meet him at the stadium.

Alexis hands over two plane tickets.

Folz: Why the fuck would I want to go see Benedict Redneck?

Alexis: Believe me, you'll want to go. Katie has full access to the stadium, including the locker rooms. You'll want to be there. Besides, once that's over, business is business and you'll want to hear what my brother has to say.

Folz seems to take a few moments to think it over before taking the tickets and handing them to Hayden.

Folz: Your brother better not be wasting my time.

Alexis: He's not. And by Monday night, you'll have a better idea of where things are headed. Enjoy the game Matt.

*Fade*

[BookerShark]

The scene comes up in the Destroyatorium. DH Magnisson, Outback Jack, and Dynamite Danny Taylor are sitting at a table with their backs to the camera. They are having a drink and discussing the victories of the previous week. Ashley is at the bar mixing herself a drink (and wondering whatever happened to the bartender who used to work it). The door slowly opens and DVD pokes his head into the room. He looks tired and slightly ragged. He glances over and sees the rest of D&D occupied. He creeps into the room the DDT belt resting heavily on his shoulder. Ashley glances up and sees him.

Ashley: Hey DV...

DVD quickly waves his hands and makes the universal signal for be quiet by putting his finger to his mouth. Unfourtunately for him, he does this too late. The three members of D&D turn in their seats smiles on each face.

DH: Well, well, well. If it isn't the champ.

Danny gives a small golf clap in sarcastic congratulations.

OBJ: How's it feel to be one of the top guys mate.

DVD: Very funny, having this thing is horrible. This 24/7 defending has me jumping at every little bump and constantly checking over my shoulder. I haven't slept a wink since I won it. Maybe one of you guys just want to pin me and take it?

All three quickly shake their heads no. Danny makes the motion of a belt around his waste and then taps over his heart.

OBJ: Taylors right, we have to respect the integritiy of the title.

DVD: Integrity, wasn't this thing once held by a ladder?

DH: Not a ladder, the ~LADDER~. You know, It has been awhile since I've last held singles gold.

DH starts eyeing the belt as a nervous DVD takes a step back.

OBJ: (belches) That's Australian for I would mind some gold around my waste either. How about you Danny?

A shit eating grin crosses DDT's face as he cracks his knuckles. DVD's eyes widen like a deer in a headlights. Suddenly he bolts running out of the room faster than what one would think is possible. The three members of Drink and Destroy burst into a round of laughter.

Ashley: You guys are just joking with him right?

DH: Mostly, but it is gonna be fun messing with his mind right boys?

Jack and Taylor raise their drinks and all three clink glasses before the camera

FADES

[BookerShark]

A ninjacam fades into the Valor locker room.

Ravenna: I’m sorry Chris. I’m failing everyone around here. I failed you, I failed Juni...*sigh* *sniff*

Evans: Ravenna, those tag belts did mean something to me, but your state of mind is way more important to me than those titles will ever be.

Voice: She seems pretty shaken up. You’re a good partner for standing by her like this.

Evans turns around.

E: Oh, hey Shawn. What’s up?



SJ: Not much. Listen...I was just wondering, um...you wanna go get some coffee?

E: Coffee? Look, I ain’t complaining, but you know what happens around here when coffee is involved. Besides, I’m kinda preoccupied at the moment, and...

E: Come on. Pleeeeeeeease?!

E: *Sigh* Yeah, alright. I need to clear my head a bit anyway. Hey Ravenna, you wanna come with us?

SJ: Um..actually, I meant just the two of us.

E: Just the two of us, huh? I dunno...

R: Just go, Chris.

E: Are you sure, Rav?

R: Yeah, I’m fine. You can go.

E: *sigh* Alright. I’ll be back in a little while. Just stay strong, okay?

Evans and Shawn leave.

R: Yeah, fine. Just go. Go act like nothing is wrong around here. *sigh*

Ravenna grips the axehandle that Fulton left her.

R: Juni...why’d you have to leave me? Why’d you have to die?

*fade to black*

[BookerShark]

Fire and Alex have stopped for dinner at... oh let's say just a dive truck stop.

FW: What do you mean, no veggie burgers?

Waitress: I don't even know what those are. I can give you a bun with cheese, lettuce, tomato, and --

FW: That's just salad on bread.

AD: Fire.....

FW: Well, it's ridiculous! I'm on a very strict, cruelty free diet, and--

AD: *to the waitress* She'll have the salad w/olive oil and vinegar, and I'll have the burger and fries.

The waitress glares at Fire and walks off.

FW: What the hell? Since when do you tell me what to eat?

AD: Since that's what you get ALL THE TIME. I just didn't feel like waiting through all the drama that precedes it.

FW: Fine...I'm going to go smoke while I wait.

AD: Can you just not?

FW: Alex, do you know what you're making me do? Lexie isn't going to be there...Sam and Davin aren't going to be there...you're going to abandon me for a fucking football game....my BROTHER isn't going to be there....

AD: You didn't....you didn't ask him, did you?

FW: ....

AD: That would be disastrous.

FW: That's what he said.

AD: It'll be fine.

FW: I BURNED DOWN TWO OF THEIR PROPERTIES ALREADY!

AD: Um.....yeah, let's not mention it.

FW: I think they probably already noticed.

AD: Look, we have to do it, so there's no use stressing out about it.

FW: But....

AD: It'll be okay.

The waitress brings the food. Fire gets an e-mail on her phone, reads it and closes it quickly.

AD: Who's that?

FW: Lucky......just some updates.

AD: Updates about?

FW: Just....stuff......

AD: Fire........

FW: What?

AD: What is going on with you?

FW: It's nothing, it's just contract stuff, Vince made another "final" offer, the Dethklok boys want to do a Duncan Hills commercial with me...That Nathan is kind of cute...

AD: I don't mean that. I mean.....are you really hearing.....

FW: Alex....

AD: I mean, there's three possibilities here. One is that you're acting, and it's a gimmick for who knows what reason, although I hope I'm not the target.

FW: You're not....and it's not a work.

AD: So, second is that this is....I know you've got some....issues...sometimes, and that this is just part of that, and if that's the case...well, I want to help. I know you hate therapists, but we can get Dr. Sid back and--

FW: It's not....I mean...this isn't the same as the other stuff. It's different.

AD: Fire, throughout the entire time I've known you I've stayed out of your personal business. I let you handle things when Davin thought you were losing it. I let you get through the issues we had on your own time and didn't push things. But now that we're..... together-together, I think I have a right to be worried about you. And this is worrying me. You're hearing voices. That's not healthy.

AD: Well...I know that you didn't say anything, but Eco dying in the ring had to affect you. It affects us all.

FW: *shrugs nonchalantly* Just a preview of my own death, really.

AD: You think you'll die in the ring?

FW: I can't think of any place I'd rather die.

AD: This goes beyond what we do for a living, Fire. I'm worried about YOU, Lisa.

Fire looks down at her plate.

FW: You said there was a third possibility.

AD: Yeah, but it's stupid.

FW: What?

AD: That you really are talking to or channeling Eco from beyond the grave.

FW: .....

AD: .....

FW: .....

AD: Fire......

FW: I can't explain it. But it isn't like the other thoughts...voices.....I don't even hear them anymore. It's just Eco. And even that's not constant. He's been quiet and I--

Alexander sighs as the waitress brings the check. He gets out his wallet and throws down some bills.

FW: You don't believe me.

AD: It's not that....it's just....unbelieveable.

FW: I know, right?

AD: Well....I still ... will you see someone? Just to be sure?

FW: No.

AD: Fire...

FW: I really really HATE therapists.

AD: I can see of Dr. Freedman is healed up and available. You liked him.

FW: Okay.....fine.......

AD: Thanks...Okay, let's go....

They get up to leave and walk out to the parking lot.

AD: Okay, should be just a few more hours...you're good on the bike?

FW: Yeah. Well, can't very well leave it here.

AD: True....

FW: Alex....

AD: Yeah?

FW: The other update I got from Lucky, was just him letting me know....Jericho's not unconscious anymore.

AD: Oh.......so?

FW: He was just letting me know.

AD: Uh huh....

FW: Just bein' honest.

AD: You gonna go see him?

FW: No. But he was a huge part of my life for a long time. I was worried.

AD: I guess that makes sense......that it?

FW: Yeah....let's go. Sooner we get there....

AD: Yeah...it'll be fine.

Alex gets into the Bugatti. Fire puts on her helmet, gets on her bike, and they take off.

[BookerShark]

*Davin is ON HIS PLANE~! drinking an Aquafina and reading on his laptop. It appears to be Online Onslaught, and the message board thread on this past week's Mayhem*

DevilSoprano: I think it's fucking retarded to job out the Darlings like that. Who's booking this shit? Best workers in the company and they job like dogs. Unbelievable.

Gobbledygooker: As usual, Mayhem was bush league and reeks of the dying days of WCW. Concrete TG used to be awesome, and now he's wasted in this tag match that makes no sense, just to eat a shovel from that Tytan murderer guy? This guy beat HHH on a PPV, and now, jobbing to shovels. Bush League.

JBKING: If it ain't white, it ain't right. Here are eleventy billion photos from Mayhem.

Matte: You broke the board tables. Plus your av's too big. Not just the height and width, but the file size.

rabbxt: NARC!

firewoman: Plenty of abs this week. I likey. Firewoman hearing voices is kind of fun too.

mooseheadjack: So much better than WWE I can't even express it. 99.7

S Kid J E T S 48: You're just an OOWF Fanboi. They haven't done anything of note since that South African Blood Diamond guy was there. He was awesome.

Froggie: He was not awesome! WWE is the greatest thing ever! I don't understand why people would watch anything else! I need to use more exclamation points!

C.A.C.A.: It's so obvious Vince owns OOWF anyway. Pretty soon Mizan and The Snake Guy will be on there and it will suck too.

TommyD420: I continue to be confused by Davin Moreland. He used to come across as such a competitor, but recently he just seems...off. I don't know if it's booking or what, but he definitely seems distracted. Although he really seemed to make an effort to put that Sparxx guy over. I can't help it, I like that kid.

Paddlefoot: It's possible Moreland has just lost a step. Or maybe he's just bored with wrestling? That's why he put the kid over? He seems to be doing that a lot lately. Putting kids over, that is.

TommyD420: That would be a real shame if that's true. I mean, he's always put people over. Look at who he's made in that company. But I guess you're right. Maybe this is Moreland's Farewell Tour. Is he still under contract?

anglefan85: Wiki says his contract's up November 11th. It also says it's his birthday.

TommyD420: Thanks Sean. Weird, that's my birthday too.

DevilSoprano: Whatever. Moreland sucks now. He used to be interesting, but now he's just stupid and boring. I'd rather watch that Moose Headjack guy do a 60-minute Iron Man match with Stank.

TommyD420: Huh. Maybe you're right?

Sweet Lou: There are lots of good things in the OOWF right now. The stuff with Tytan. The stuff with Firewoan and oose and Darling. Even the Ravenna stuff is really interesting, and it looks like they're pushing the younger talent into the ain Event, which is good for any copany. As far as oreland though, I think he ight be done soon. He seeed really fired up tonight, but then he just left iediately after the atch. Very strange.

Sportsguy: You really need a keyboard. I'll send you $10.

TommyD420: Well, I guess if he's on his way out, at least he's putting the kids over, right? Sucks though. It won't be the same without him.

Sweet Lou: It won't be the sae, but it will be fine without hi.

mooseheadjack: What do you mean Stank and Headjack can't go 60 minutes? I'd love to see that.

*Davin reads a few more of the posts before he sits back in his chair and sighs heavily. He grabs a pen and paper, and appears to start writing a pro and con list. Suddenly, his AIM pops up.*

ShawneyJ: Davin, you there?

DM-GOAT: Yeah. What's up?

ShawneyJ: Oh cool. You're on the plane right now?

DM-GOAT: yup

ShawneyJ: thats so cool.

DM-GOAT: Did you need something?

ShawneyJ: o no not rly.

DM-GOAT: Ok, cause I'm trying to

*ShawneyJ is typing*

ShawneyJ: well kinda

DM-GOAT: Ok, what is it?

ShawneyJ: u no chris evans rite?

DM-GOAT: Yes, I know Chris Evans a bit. Can you stop typing in that stupid text/IM language? You know I hate that.

ShawneyJ: sorry

DM-GOAT: Don't worry about it. What about Evans? I only really know him from the ring and stuff. He was around a little with Run DEA, but not a whole bunch. I haven't really hung out with him or anything. I know he's a fantastic wrestler who could really go places with the right guidance. Why?

ShawneyJ: Oh i thought maybe you like knew him knew him.

DM-GOAT: Nope. Seems like a pretty good guy though.

ShawneyJ: yeah

DM-GOAT: Why?

ShawneyJ: why what

DM-GOAT: Why are you asking me about Evans?

ShawneyJ: oh no reason

DM-GOAT: Bullshit. You wouldn't have asked me for no reason. What is it Shawn?

ShawneyJ: oh i dunno. we kind of went out for coffee and stuff today. he seems really nice.

DM-GOAT: Oh wow. This is like a 16-year-old "you like him" thing, isn't it?

ShawneyJ: IS NOT!

DM-GOAT: Uh huh.

ShawneyJ: you dont have to be an asshole about it.

DM-GOAT: You tell Alex yet?

ShawneyJ: NO!!!

DM-GOAT: Don't you think you should?

ShawneyJ: well...

ShawneyJ: i was kind of hoping youd tell him for me

DM-GOAT: Like hell. Why don't you just pass him a note in study hall?

ShawneyJ: GOD UR SUCH AN ASSHOLE DAVIN!!!!!

DM-GOAT: Really?

ShawneyJ: YES!!!

DM-GOAT: ...

ShawneyJ: ok not really. but ur still a jerk.

DM-GOAT: Shawn, this is something you need to do for yourself. You'll feel better about it when it's over with.

ShawneyJ: hes gonna be pissed at me

DM-GOAT: Probably

ShawneyJ:

DM-GOAT: He'll get over it. That's one good thing about him. He always gets over stuff...eventually.

ShawneyJ: you think?

DM-GOAT: He's got enough stuff to worry about right now. I think you'll be surprised.

ShawneyJ: ok. when ru coming back?

DM-GOAT: Probably next Wednesday.

ShawneyJ: that sucks I never get to see you

DM-GOAT: Tell you what, next time I'm going back, and the schedules work out, you should come up here. Mom would love to see you. You can stay with Sam and Moonbeam and me.

ShawneyJ: moonbeam?

DM-GOAT: Yeah.

ShawneyJ: i guess thatll be ok if u guys r there.

ShawneyJ: ok i have to get going i have to do another fucking interview

DM-GOAT: That's no way for America's Sweetheart to talk.

ShawneyJ: stop being right. bye

*Another IM pops up*

SammyYourConnect: Hi honey

DM-GOAT: Hey

SammyYourConnect: Can you pick up some milk and eggs on the way home?

DM-GOAT: Sure thing.

SammyYourConnect: When will you be home?

DM-GOAT: Should be at the house in like 45 minutes or so. We're over Rhode Island already.

SammyYourConnect: Ok sweetie, love you

DM-GOAT: Love you too, bye.

*Davin turns off the computer completely when the voice from the cockpit comes on*

VFTC: Davin, we'll be at Barnstable Municpal in about 10 minutes if you could buckle in.

DM: Ok.

*Davin buckles in and looks out the window at the lights below*

DM: *mumbling to himself* I'm thinking, Juni...I'm thinking...

*fade*

[BookerShark]

A Bugatti and a Kawasaki walk into a bar come up the driveway to a nice house in Miami. Probably the kind Crockett and Tubbs would be busting up with automatic weapons fire in about 44 minutes. They go around the fountain with the big circular driveway, and stop near the door. Alexander Darling gets out of the sports car and goes around to the trunk to get out two bags, while the motorcycle comes to a stop. He starts to walk up the steps.

AD: Okay, here we go. I know, you're nervous, and so am I, but really, once they're over the shock...well, I mean, they've had time for that, but then they'll meet you, and you know, just turn on the charm. Mother might be tough, but Father is a sucker for a pretty face that thinks he's the center of the universe, so if you.....Fire?

He turns around as he hears a noise, and sees Firewoman with her helmet off. She has a man in a headlock, and he's struggling to get free.

AD: Hey! What are you doing?

FW: He was trying to steal my bike.

AD: Fire he's.....*Alex tries not to laugh* ... He's the valet. He's just going to put it in the nice, safe, locked garage for you. Climate controlled and everything. But he can't do it if you kill him.

FW: Oh.....

Fire lets the valet go, and picks up her helmet, putting it on the back of the motorcycle.

FW: Sorry dude.

V: It's ... it's okay....can I just take this now?

FW: Sure, sure......not a scratch.....

V: No ma'am.

Fire watches the valet carefully as he takes the motorcycle to the garage, and walks up the steps. Alexander is laughing.

FW: What's so funny?

AD: Nothing. Everything. If we survive, this will be hysterical.

FW: C'mon, let's just go in.

AD: Wait....um.....I mean, it's not a ..... do you think.....could you not wear the bandanna you think?

FW: Really?

AD: Well, it's just--

FW: Fine.

Fire rips the bandanna off and brushes her hair back revealing the scar.

FW: I can see how you'd want your parents to get a view of your artistic talent.

AD: ...

FW: ...

AD: Fine. Put it back on.

FW: That's what I thought.

Fire puts it back on and they stand on the porch for a bit.

FW: Do we need to ring the bell?

AD: What? No...just....preparing. Let's go. And please don't attack the butler when he takes your bag. He's not stealing it.

FW: Shut up.....

Fire smacks Alexander hard on the shoulder as he laughs. He takes a deep breath and opens the front door.

[BookerShark]

(Tytan makes his way out to the ring of some House show. He has a mic in hand. He listens to the mix of cheers and boos.)

Tytan: Well it seems some of you people out there still get me, and for that I thank you. (He walks around) And as for all of you that don't get me I can tell you one thing....IT's all your fault. My eyes have been opened and I can see that you fans that turn as the wind blows....you are the ones that have made this federation that way it is. Juni had it wrong the whole time. It wasn't the OOWF that needed to be saved it was each and every one of you that go out and buy merchandise and support your favorite wrestler or athlete and then they don't do something that you like and you turn on them.

This is our business when we step into this ring we know what can happen each and every time we do it. You don't think that man called Ecosystem knew what he was doing when he got into the ring. You don't think I knew it was going to be either him or me. So to you people I say the Hell with you. Now, this leads up to my other members of Valor. First of Ravenna boo...hoo...Blue. Get over it! Stop crying, shut up and wrestle. This was a war that Valor got into with Eco's boys. We won they lost. There are casualties and there are repercussions. I can deal with that, its obvious you can't so Valor will still exist if you want it to. You to Chris and congrats on a job well done. We can still be a team if you want but you have to remember we have a new view on things and it's this way or walk away.

Now, Crete why did I hit you with the Shovel. Simple you are not a Hero. You talk a good game that's it. You deserved it and I will do it again if I have too. You needed to stay retired and that's going to be my mission. You are the first on my list of people the let these idiots control you. You are not who you say you are. You are a fake and need to be destroyed.

And those of you who are talked revenge or whatever...I am waiting and willing to fight are you?

FADE

[BookerShark]

*Back in the Destroyitarium SFJ33 is interviewing OBJ*

SFJ: You've been quiet about the death of Ecosystem. As a fellow OOWF original, you go back a long way with him.

OBJ: True, but to be honest I never knew what to make of him. I mean, in the ring, sure, he did a lot of great work over the years. But otherwise, he was hard to figure out, especially in the last year or so. Of course I was shaken up when he died, but it's not the first time we've lost somebody, and we've just got to go on.

SFJ: Are you referring to Semaj B?

OBJ: Right. At least Eco went out in a match, giving the fans their money's worth like he always did.

SFJ: Now about your match this week.

OBJ: Don't know much about the new guy. I haven't had much success against Davin in singles matches, but in a tag match I think Danny and I have an edge because we're a full-time team and they've been put together just for the tournament. Danny and I know our moves really well by now, and we communicate well.

SFJ: He doesn't even talk!

OBJ (drinks and belches) Australian for he doesn't have to.

[BookerShark]

**SFJ#5 is standing by in front of the OOWF banner with L.D. Williams.**

SFJ#5: “L.D., you haven’t exactly disappeared, but you haven’t had anything to say publicly since the events of Hell on Earth. Care to comment now?”

LDW: “A lot happened that night…it takes time to process. I paid my respects to Juni in my own way - privately. Since then, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking…about him, about Davin, about Moose…and I’ve been starting to wonder why I’m here, what my place is.”

SFJ#5: “You’re not considering-”

LDW: “Retirement? No. Not yet. When you count his time outside the OOWF, I haven’t been doing this as long, or nearly as well, as Davin Moreland. I’m not one-tenth the performer he is, and my accolades aren’t at his level. I’m not at a place where I can walk away and be satisfied. I’m staying, but I’ve decided that it’s time for a change…or actually a change back.

Success in the OOWF has nothing to do with in-ring ability - not, like a lot of places, because it’s optional - but because it’s expected. There’s not a person in our locker room who can’t go. Not one that isn’t better than you will see anywhere else in the world. Not one. The things that determine how long you hang around and what you accomplish in this company are your charisma and your sense of humour. For six long, lucrative years, I excelled as the man who has neither.

I succeeded because night after night after night, in any match, with any opponent, I tore the house down. Not because of my God-given gifts - everything I do in that ring came at a cost far higher than you can imagine - but because I simply refused to do anything else. It worked for me. Every time I strayed from it, things went south.

A year ago, I said 2010 would be L.D. Williams’ year of attrition. I would be the career ender. I ended one, and he came back. A couple months ago, I said my legacy would be to be the man who ended Eco’s devils. I didn’t even get the chance to start that. I’ve tried to be entertaining. I’ve tried to be funny. I’ve tried to be the center of attention. It just doesn’t work for me. As the song says, it’s time to dance with the one who brung me.

So, For 2011, I promise this: Match after match after match after match. Title after title after title. I will wrestle anyone, anywhere, at any time, in any kind of match, and I will put this or any other title I lay claim to on the line. THAT, will be my legacy.

When you think of the best of the OOWF - it’s greatest wrestlers, it’s most dominant champions, it’s best performers - my name will not be the first on your lips, but it will be the one you never forget to include.

You may not trust me.

You may not fear me.

You may not even respect me.

But you will…

…remember me.

<fade>

[BookerShark]

Texpress are in their dressing room at the OOWF arena in Druid Hills. We see Zane once again on his cellphone.

Zane: Great idea Mags..... Yep. Got the first three rows on the East side reserved. Kids and Pet areas will be set up..... Yes......... I know she may not want to, but try and talk her into it. I'll get Chad to watch his hands and behave...... (laughs) Sounds great

Chad: You know, you this excited about anything is kind of weird. You this excited about working with our opponents the week of a match is... disturbing.

Zane: Shush. I truly believe this will be a great thing for the OOWF. The Druid Hills Children's Hospital. THe Georgia ASPCA are both looking forward to it. DH is pumped. I'm pumped. Heck, He thinks he can get Lexi there.

Chad: I heard 'make me watch my hands'. I've never groped her.

Zane: Not for lack of trying

Chad: (grins) true. speaking of groping. I have a date.

Zane: Another SFJ?

Chad: No, this one's a concession worker here at the arena. Met her during the Monster Truck Jam last night.

Zane: Oy. well be rested up for the big event Wednesday.

Chad: No problem! Wish me luck!

Zane: Like you need it.

[BookerShark]

<We cut to GM the Rick's office where Moose and Rick finished watching LD Williams' promo>

GMtR: Seriously? His name isn't the first on people's minds when they think about the best the OOWF has EVER had to offer?

MHJ: Do YOU think of him first?

GMtR: Well.....I mean, he's not as Flashy as Darling, he's not as verbose as Davin, he's not as violent as you

MHJ: In other words.....no

GMtR: I guess I don't

MHJ: You should, he's the best

GMtR: You say that with confidence

MHJ: I have no doubt about it, I have teamed with him for years, I have been in the ring with him, though not often. I have faced damn near everyone in the history of the OOWF, and I can tell you, there are none better than LD Williams. None.

GMtR: High praise coming from you, but you didn't come here to tell me about how good LD Williams is

MHJ: No I didn't

GMtR: Well, are you going to tell me, or am I going to have to guess

<Moose lights a cigar and takes a deep puff off of it and looks at Rick>

MHJ: My contract is up

GMtR: I am aware of that. I read that you were a little.......conflicted.......about things

MHJ: Well I am not retiring if that is what you are hinting at

GMtR: No?

MHJ: I would kill someone inside a week

GMtR: And that is different than here, how?

MHJ: As Tytan proved, if you frame it properly, you can get away with it <Moose has an evil glint in his eyes when he says this>

GMtR: I don't like where you are going with this

MHJ: I'll get my chance one of these days

GMtR: Not on my watch

MHJ: No one said it would be here

GMtR: Is this where you threaten to walk if we don't give you what you want?

MHJ: Just the facts. I have been here six years. I missed a month with a broken arm, and two weeks while I was in the hospital recovering from the match with Darling. Beyond that, I have not missed a show. I am not going to blow smoke up your ass with Vince. Yeah, he would love to have me up there, and he has contacted me about coming along with Fire. But Vince can kiss my ass, he wants me to humiliate me for what we did to his boys in Vegas, not happening. But Dixie has contacted me, and you know there are any number of feds in Japan that would love to have me........and would give me the match I wanted

<GM the Rick sits back and looks at Moose, then lights a cigar of his own, and pours himself a drink, offering Moose some, which Moose accepts. Rick digs through a pile of papers on his desk and finds a rather thick folder with "Moose" clearly written on the tab. He leafs through it for a moment>

GMtR: In the last three months, you have attacked a non-wrestler in Spencer Darling and left her disfigured, you literally attempted to murder Alexander Darling, you have repeatedly tried to cut Danny Taylor's throat with various objects, and you nearly cut Matt Folz's throat. During a match you threw fire while fighting in the crowd potentially endangering hundreds of fans. And that is just in the last few months, and that is, no doubt, not all of it

MHJ: And?

<GM the Rick folds his hands and sits forward on his desk and looks at Moose>

GMtR: You're unstable

MHJ: So?

GMtR: We've had complaints

MHJ: From who?

GMtR: Seriously? Like I am going to tell you. There have been complaints, there are guys who are starting to question the worth of facing you

MHJ: So, because they are coward fucks, that is MY problem?

<Rick sits back in his chair again>

GMtR: No, its my problem. I can't have someone who is a potential danger to the other wrestlers. Not after the Eco issue. Being high-risk in the ring is one thing. Being insane is another. Any contract offer is contingent on a psychological evaluation

<Moose laughs>

MHJ: Are you serious?

GMtR: Very

<there is a long pause between them>

MHJ: You know no one else is going to put that kind of stipulation on a contract. You REALLY don't want to do this

GMtR: I am afraid I have no choice. If you think you can get a better offer elsewhere.......

<Moose thinks about this for a moment, then looks up at Rick with a look of pure evil on his face>

MHJ: You know Rick......you haven't seen anything yet. All that blood? All that carnage? That is all with me trying to quiet him. If I give in to him.....you haven't seen anything yet. IF I decide to do this, we can pass it, we can beat any shrink you put in front of me. You think this is the first we have talked to? Hardly. We know. And when we pass, IF I sign that contract, I want you to know all the blood is on you. If you insist on this and I don't sign that contract, the blood is still on you. This is a pandora's box I guarantee you you do not want to open Rick. Once its open, you can never go back. You think about that before you try to lowball me with some bullshit shrink clause. Blood and mayhem gets you ratings. I bring you plenty of both. You decide, you want more? Force this on me and let me sign. I will deliver more blood and gore to you than you ever thought possible. Its all on you Rick, He is pretty fucking pissed

GMtR: Oh great, you hear Eco too? You Quinn's are all crazy

MHJ: Eco? You wish. Hell I wish. Despite what he wanted you to believe, Eco had a conscience. He does not. Neither will I

Trust me

<Moose gets up and drops what is left of his cigar in Rick's drink and walks out of the room>

[BookerShark]

Noelani is watching OOWF-TV while Kai and Aina are enjoying Ham and Cheese subs from Ric's (half off on two sandwiches while supplies last). Noelani is fast-forwarding through the promos.

N: Boring *click* Boring *click* Boring *click* Oh look, a Moosehead Jack promo.

K: Ket always was a great talker.

A: So was that Davin Moreland guy. Shame he lost to a 12 year old girl every time we saw him in Japan.

The three of them watch Moose's promo. Noelani then clicks off the television.

N: Contract talk, blah blah. Nothing at all about your match.

K: You'd think he'd know better.

A: He knows what we're capable of.

N: Well then boys, perhaps you need to remind him.

A: You mean...

N: He's all about blood and respect...

K: But Ket is our fri...

N: Then show him BOTH. But you can do it at the same time. And I mean HIS blood by the way. Just in case you didn't figure that out.

A: And Stank?

N: Just win the match...and send everyone a lesson to NOT take you lightly. I don't care how you do it. This is our coming out party boys. Do NOT mess it up.

Kai and Aina nod at each other and then go back to enjoying their sandwiches.

[BookerShark]

J-P Sparxx IS BACK in Charleston, SC before Midweek Mayhem in Georgia. He's at Folly Beach watching the waves. Jewel is laid out in a bikini on a towel beside him.

J-PS: I luv da ocean baby. Makes me feel all thoughtful and shit.

Jewel: Don't hurt yourself baby. And don't stand in ma sun either.

J-PS: Sorry baby.

J-P moves out of Jewel's sun, but continues to watch the waves. He then notices a ninja cam is around him.

J-PS: Welcome to ma world bitches. Did you see last week?! 1 & 0 fuckers! The greatest tag team of all time, The Spark and the Man himself Davin Moreland.

Jewel: Boy's more cracked than a cracked out crack-house.

J-PS: Baby, that didn't make any sense, knowwhatI'msayin'?

Jewel: Made sense to me. Why you bein' stoopid?

J-PS: Whatevs, listen up Drunk & Destroyed, the greatest tag team evah is comin' for ya. And The Spark don't lose this close ta home, knowwhatI'msayin'? You get all nice and drunk, while me & The Man will get krunk all ova yo asses. KnowwhatI'msayin'?

The camera shakes back and forth signaling "no".

J-PS: You stupid...I'm SAYIN' dat The Spark and Davin Moreland are gonna gitch yo asses. Dat better bitch?

The camera shakes up and down signaling "yes".

J-PS: Tight, now git cho ass outta here. I wanna make out wit ma gurl in da sand.

Jewel: I ain't rollin' 'round out here gettin' sand all up in ma...

(BLEEP!!)

J-PS: Baby, you can't say dat on TV!

Jewel: Well, if this crackah had left us alone, he wouldn'ta caught it. Now git cho ass outta here foo!

(fade to black)

[BookerShark]

*Darling Compound*

The first day and a half have been relatively quiet at the Darling family estate as Alex has just been showing Firewoman around; making sure she didn’t hurt any of the staff when they tried to show her around. Things almost got out of hand when one of the maids tried to enter the bedroom while Fire was resting probably in order to make the bed and if not for the youngest Darling sibling, Veronika

walking past the room at that very moment there would have been a good chance of Fire choking out the maid. Veronika is lucky to get Fire’s attention before it gets serious and Fire realizes what she was doing before she pushes the maid away.

Firewoman: It’s not what it looks like Dollface.

Veronika: Ugh. First of all it looks like you were about to choke our maid into unconsciousness. And second of all, my name is VERONIKA; not Dollface.

Firewoman: Then you should get a little color. I mean you live in Miami and yet you look like a porcelin doll.

Veronika: I DO NOT.

Firewoman just stares at Alexander’s youngest sister.

I don’t like you.

Firewoman: Yes you do. In fact, you’re the only one here who does actually like me. Everyone else is acting nice, but you actually like me.

Veronika: That’s so besides the point. Just because you don’t treat me like an idiot doesn’t mean I like you. And why do you think others are only acting.

Firewoman: He told me so.

Veronika: Alex told you?

Firewoman: Sure. Alex. So, what are you doing here?

Veronika: Besides saving our maid? Dinner’s being served and Alex is arguing with Christopher again so I figured I’d come get you.

Firewoman: Are those two always at each other’s throats?

Veronika: Yes and no. Normally Alex is always here with Alexis so that helps and this is even worse since Christopher, Julian, and father can all gang up on Alex.

Firewoman: What? When? Why haven’t I noticed?

Veronika: Because it wouldn’t be proper for a guest to see a family squabble.

Firewoman: A guest? Really? Maybe it’s time I let your family know…

Veronika: No. Please don’t. Alex would be mad if I told you he was having a rough time this weekend.

Firewoman: If he knew he was going to, then why did we even come? I don’t understand. I thought this was going to be some important weekend and we’ve done nothing but sit around and relax.

Veronika: Maybe he thought you wanted and needed that. Alex has always…nevermind. Let’s just go downstairs.

Veronika leads Firewoman downstairs where Alexander, his mother, his father, his 2 brothers; Christopher and Julian, his sister; Veronika, and Firewoman all sit down for a meal. Time passes and we see brief snippets of what is clearly a cordial dinner, but also it is clear everyone is being extremely artificially nice. Polite conversation is had all around and more time passes. The scene then fades into an argument between Alex and his two brothers that gets very heated and leads to Alexander storming out of dining area. His two brothers are quick to follow and we can hear yelling from the other room. Fire is about to get up and follow when..

Mr. Darling: Lisa, if you don’t mind waiting. There is something my wife and I would like to discuss with you. Veronika, you should go.

Veronika: Yes father.

Veronika takes a quick, sad look at Fire before rushing out.

Firwoman: Mr. Darling, I really think I should go check on Alex.

Mr. Darling: He’ll be fine. It’s just brothers being brothers but we have something much more important to discuss.

Firewoman: I’m not sure…

Mr. Darling: Don’t play stupid with me, Ms. Quinn. I’ve seen your type come and go many, many times before.

Firewoman: My type?

Mr. Darling: Yes…so let’s just make this simple: how much?

Firewoman: How much what?

Mrs. Darling: Dear, we know what you want. We’ve always known Alexander’s vices would get the best of him and we’d be put into this position.

Mr. Darling: Alexander was stupid as he always is.

Firewoman: How dare you? He’s your son…

Mr. Darling: By blood, yes he is…but he’s not a Darling. But be that as it may, he still carries our name and our kind marrying someone like you…

Firewoman: What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Mr. Darling: I hope you do not take me for a fool Lisa Quinn. Born in Detroit. Raised in Hell’s Kitchen. Mother-Roseanne. Juvenile arrests for assault and arson. Trust me Lisa Quinn, I know exactly who you are and what you want. So we have two options.

Firewoman: And what the hell are the options?

Mr. Darling: I give you a check. You sign those papers you’ve been avoiding. You take the job you’ve been offered by my friend Vince. And you never contact another Darling again. Or, you sign this agreement here and realize you’ll never ever see a penny of Darling money again. That means no more motorcycles. No more 4 million dollar cars. No more penthouse hotel suites. Nothing again. And if you truly do care about my son…which I sincerely doubt, realize what happened the last time he was cut off from his family’s money. The Darling reach extends very far, even to Japan and our business colleagues there like Omar and Johnny.

Firewoman: …

Firewoman looks shell-shocked as she’s trying to process.

*Fade*

[BookerShark]

Fade back in...

Firewoman turns away from Mr. Darling, and appears conflicted. Mrs. Darling smiles and leaves, satisfied.

FW: No......this is different.....I told you, I would listen to you, except when it came to two people.......

Mr.D: Who are you talking to?

FW: No .... that's not our agreement. I handle this my way.

She turns back around to Mr. Darling.

FW: Well, I'm glad to see you've done your homework, Jules.

Mr.D: The name is "Julius Darling." "Mr. Darling" to you.

FW: *laughs* well, let me tell you this, Jules. I don't need your money. I don't need Alex's money. I've got enough of my own. And that particular motorcycle I bought with that money.

Mr.D: Congratulations.

FW: Thanks. *she smiles sweetly, if sarcastically* You've even done extra homework, cos you were able to pull two names straight out of your ass that you guessed would probably freak me out a bit. And yeah, I gotta be honest with ya, it does.

Mr. Darling smiles smugly, but Fire doesn't appear to be impressed.

FW: I'm willing to bet that shiny motorcycle of mine though, that Alex does NOT know about whatever connection you might have with either of those people. And if he did, he'd be very VERY unhappy.

Mr. Darling's smile lessens, just a little.

FW: I still have friends in low places, it's true. And while you can tell Alex it was just something you said to try and get to me, which, I don't think he'll appreciate.... I can find the truth. In fact....

Firewoman takes out her cell phone and makes a text.

FW: ...there. Already put the wheels in motion. You know, in case anything "happens" to me.

Mr.D: Ms. Quinn, you overestimate me.

FW: Maybe I do. In which case, I apologize. Tell you what....

Fire grabs all the papers that Mr. Darling has given her.

FW: I'll just take all these back with me to the OOWF, and have my attorney go over them.

Mr.D: That is not acceptible.

FW: Hm....you're right. I should talk it over with my husband....

Mr.D: .....

FW: .....

Mr.D: Fine. Have your lawyer look it over. I'm sure you'll see it's more than fair.

FW: Fair? *Fire walks up to him and backs him up as she talks.*What is FAIR is for you to stop trying to run your son's life, and to see that he is HAPPY with his career, and he might JUST be happy in his personal life, and rejoice in that. What is FAIR is for you to not play your children against each other in some sick game of "Who loves daddy more?"

Mr.D: How...dare....

FW: What would be FAIR would be for me to not even waste my breath on you, and do what I do best......

Mr.D: ......

FW: Besides...you don't REALLY want to cut Alex out....what about your grandchildren?

Before Mr. Darling can answer, Alex comes in, nose bloodied.

Mr.D: *exasperated* Alex...what now?

Firewoman turns and runs to Alex.

FW: Are you okay? Who...

AD: It's fine....just...brothers.....

FW: Which one? Where is he?

AD: Fire...no. Don't. It doesn't matter okay? Let's just go upstairs...

FW: Fine...I'll help.

AD: I can do it myse--

FW: Oh quit....

Fire walks Alexander out of the room, tucking the papers under her arm, leaving Mr. Darling alone.

[BookerShark]

<Moose watches the goings on at the Darling compound and just shakes his head and walks away from the monitor, only to be confronted by SFJ13>

SFJ13: Moose, you have been quiet regarding the Hawaiians this week, last week they beat Firewoman and LD Williams. Anything you care to say to them this week?

MHJ: I know the Flyin Hawaiians well. I have seen them plenty in Japan. They are a very good team, but there is one thing they are not.......they are not Moosehead Jack and Stank. The Hawaiians have to understand something, Stank and I are not out for wins, those will come. Title shots will come because we are who we are. For the Flyin Hawaiians, this is their current biggest match in the OOWF. For us? Its just another set of victims.

Trust me