OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Nacala, Mozambique
REGICIDE vs. MAPLE LEAF MAFIA“O Canada, our home and native land!”
The Maple Leaf Mafia burst through the curtain - well, the Canadian Nightmare bursts. The Canadian Dream more sort of lumbers behind him. The tattooed Nightmare has a lot to say to the crowd as the Mafia make their way down the aisle and climb into the ring. He continues to jaw with the ringside fans while his partner looms in the corner. The ridicule turns to cheers, however, as the opening strains of Pillar’s “Frontline” play and Regicide step onto the stage. L.D. Williams and Tytan ignore the reaction as they walk to the ring. Dream comes out of the corner and stands with his partner to face their opponents. Referee Angelo Barros gives them their instructions, and Tytan and Dream head to their corners as he calls for the bell.
“Maple Leaf Represent!” Nightmare holds his arm up for a fist bump. Williams looks around, bemused, and then shrugs and hits the fist bump. He grabs Nightmare’s arm before he can pull it back and sends him hard into the corner. Nightmare slams into the turnbuckles sternum first and bounces off. Williams catches him from behind - Chaos Theory! Instead of a pin, Williams rolls to the side, hauls Nightmare to his feet and hits a release German suplex that slams him into the turnbuckles in the Regicide corner. He reaches out for the tag but Tytan pulls back. Williams lifts an eyebrow, and Tytan points toward the seven-foot tall Dream. Williams shrugs, drags Nightmare to his feet by the Mohawk, and pitches him across the ring. Dream reaches down and taps him on the shoulder, tagging himself in. Tytan makes the tag as well.
The big men meet in the middle of the ring. Lockup, and Tytan grabs a headlock. Dream throws him off. Tytan hits the ropes and comes back with a shoulder block. They collide, but no one goes down. Tytan hits the ropes again with the same results. He gestures for Dream to take a shot Dream hits the ropes, and Tytan levels him with a big boot. Dream rolls to his feet and Tytan shoves him back to the ropes. European uppercuts from Tytan, and he sends Dream across the ring. Knee to the midsection followed by a DDT. Tytan pulls Dream to his feet, sends him into the Regicide corner, and makes the tag. Tytan winds Dream’s arm and Williams comes off the middle rope with an elbow to his shoulder. He drops as he lands and sweeps Dream’s legs, dropping him into a sitting position in the corner. Williams gets a running start and knees Dream in the face and makes the tag. Regicide pull Dream to his feet and take him over with a tandem suplex. Tytan floats over into a cover, but Nightmare breaks it up with an elbow at two.
Nightmare keeps kicking at Tytan as he gets up, but to little effect. He switches to punches until Tytan goozles him. Dream gets to his knees and nails Tytan with a low blow. Barros, busy keeping Williams on the apron, doesn’t see a thing. Tytan releases Nightmare, and the Mafia send him into their corner. Dream flings his partner into a flying splash on Tytan, and then follows him in with an avalanche. He tags in Nightmare, and then lifts Tytan onto his shoulders. Nightmare leaps off the top rope and hits Tytan with a flying clothesline, and scrambles on top of him for the cover. Tytan kicks out with authority at two, and Nightmare rolls to his feet with a look of panic on his face. He dives for his corner, but Tytan snags him out of the air and drives him to the mat. Tytan drags him to his feet and slings him into the corner, and then pivots and sprints into the Mafia’s corner. He nails Dream in the face with an elbow that knocks him off the apron into the ringside railing. He runs back to the Regicide corner, nailing Nightmare with a clothesline, and makes the tag. He drags Nightmare out of the corner and lifts him up as Williams goes to the ropes - Executioner’s Song! Williams covers, and Barros counts One…Two…Three!
WINNERS, in 6:06, Regicide.
CHRIS EVANS vs. FIREWOMANTwo former partners are meeting here tonight, in opposite roles. Chris Evans makes his way to the ring, with a chorus of boos. Firewoman (w/Lucky) gets the face pops for the evening and rolls into the ring. The two glare at each other as we get the opening bell.
Typical collar-and-elbow lock up, as befitting two graduates of Lance Storm's wrestling school, and they're fairly evenly matched. They exchange arm drags and wrist locks and all that usual stuff that we do before the meat of the match gets started, and then break apart, staring at each other in fighting stances. The crowd appreciates the indie-style effort. Evans stands, arms apart, in the "What? You can't get with this!" pose. Firewoman sneers at him, giving him golf claps for all the progress he's made, which annoys Evans to no end. He charges and now we're on for real.
Fire's a bit off her game as she's unable to dodge the full on tackle that carries them both into the corner. Glaw tries to pull Evans off, but this isn't an Onslaught Match. Evans rains down forearm strikes and elbows to the midsection, and those dainty little ribs of hers. It's all Fire can do to block his strikes, and Glaw starts to count. At about 4.5, Evans backs off, then whips Fire out of the corner to the opposite one, following her in for a splash. Fire crumples to the canvas, and Evans backs up enough to stand over her, mocking. He grabs Fire by the hair and pulls her up, with a few more well placed strikes, and into a snap suplex. He floats over for a quick pin, one..two..NO! Fire gets a shoulder up. Evans doesn't back off though, and ups the ante with a few boots. Fire can barely catch her breath as she figures out where she is and rolls to the side. Evans follows and puts his boot under her chin as her head hangs over the side, pulling back on the ropes for leverage. Lucky is screaming at Glaw to do something, which Glaw is...he's counting. Again at 4.5, Evans releases, and Lucky pulls Fire out of the ring.
There's a pause as Fire catches her breath and Lucky appears to be telling her important things, as she nods while he is speaking. Evans yells something about diva behavior and its back on. Fire climbs up the side and slingshots herself over the ropes with a Thesz press, returning the favor of Evans earlier barrage of strikes. She pins his shoulders, one..two...NO! Evans kicks out. He rolls over to get to his feet, and eats a baseball slide right into the face. He rolls away, hands to his face, while Fire gets to her feet and stiff-kicks him in the kidneys a few times. Glaw ushers her away without having to resort to a count. Firewoman grabs Evans by the chin and gets him to his feet, softens him up with a couple of forearms, and then a kick to the gut. It looks like Fire's going to use Drew McIntyre's Future Shock DDT to finish him off, but Evans counters by pushing Fire backward. She bounces out of the ropes and into Evans's foot as he kicks her in the midsection. Now it's his turn to get Fire into the under hook, and looks like he's going to set her up for the Canadian Backbreaker, but NO! Fire wriggles free and hits the ropes behind him. She leaps off with a missile drop kick. Evans is out, so Fire hits the ropes again for ...
Best.
Firesault.
Ever! She nails it and hooks the leg for a pin. One, two...NO! Evans is able to roll and get Fire's shoulders to the mat, one...two...NO! Fire reverses it and Evans is pinned, One... two...
I am the leader of lost souls.....
Glaw, Evans and Fire stop what they are doing, and look up the ramp to Ecosystem with his ever present Blackwater Security.
Eco: I'm happy to tell you, Lionheart, that you win.
Glaw, Evans and Fire all look up the ramp in confusion.
Eco: Due to Lisa "Firewoman" Darling's heinous and unwarranted attack upon the GM and CEO of this Corporation, she has been suspended immediately, pending further investigation. Ergo, Firewoman must forfeit the match. Congratulations, Mr. Evans.
With that, Ecosystem (and security) turns and walks to the back. Evans insists Glaw raise his hand, which Glaw does, and since he's not an idiot, Evans gets out of Dodge before Fire can react.
WINNER in 11:14 – Chris Evans
AINA vs. BRYCE LARSONVertigo hits and Aina makes his way out to the stage. He is solo tonight, and as the crowd cheers him on he makes his way to the ring. Aina slaps a few hands, but seems focused. Brass Knuckle Kings hits next and Bryce Larson comes out to the stage in full entrance gear with Maria by his side. He messes around posing on the stage to a chorus of boos. He pauses in the ring long enough for Maria to remove his robes, before jawing some nasty remarks in Aina’s direction. The ref does a quick check of both men before calling for the bell.
Both men circle and lock up with neither getting the advantage. What follows next is about two minutes of holds, reversals and various slams and takedowns. It ends with both men on their backs and kipping up to their feet. The crowd goes for the Indy clap of appreciation, but Aina has no time for that, and grabs Larson’s leg pulling him into a single leg crab. Larson screams about that being not how the spot goes, and Aina responds with a “this isn’t the Indy’s anymore”. Aina then leans into an STF before floating over into a cross face. He then spins into a front face lock before lifting Larson up and taking him over with a snap suplex. Larson rolls out of the ring looking to catch his breath.
Bryce heads over to get some words of encouragement from Maria, and Aina follows out of the ring. Larson sees him coming and quickly slides back into the ring. Aina goes to follow again when he eats a low dropkick that sends him down to the floor. Larson waits for Aina to get to his feet before vaulting over with a springboard plancha that takes Aina down. Bryce tosses Aina back into the ring, and then follows with a springboard leg drop. Larson covers, but Aina kicks out at one. As Aina attempts to regain his feet, Larson nails him with a running knee, and then wraps him up in a la magistral cradle. This also gets only one, before Aina reverses it into a pinning situation of his own. This also only gets one, and what follows is several more near falls, with neither man being able to get more than a two.
They both are back to their feet, and Aina whips Larson to the ropes. Aina goes for the clothesline, but Bryce ducks it. Larson heads back off the far ropes, but Aina puts him down with a massive shoulder block. Maria slides the downed Larson a set of brass knuckles, before jumping up onto the ring apron. This draws the refs attention, and Larson slides the knucks on. Aina heads over, and Larson goes for the cheap shot, but the Hawaiian was ready. Aina hops back and lands a picture perfect super kick to Bryce’s jaw. Larson hits the mat, and the brass knuckles slide out of the ring.
Aina backs into the turnbuckle, and pulls himself towards the top rope. Perhaps he is thinking superfly splash? We will never know, as Larson is back up and nails a leaping enziguri that puts Aina ass first on the top buckle. Larson climbs up poses, and taunts the crowd before attempting a super hurricanrana. Larson took too much time however, and Aina has recovered. As Bryce begins to snap it off, Aina hooks his waist blocking the move. Aina wraps his legs over Larson’s arms and leaps with a top rope Styles Clash! Larson is out, and Aina hooks the far leg. Three seconds later, and this one is over.
WINNER via Pin fall in 13:07 Aina
Maria helps a stunned Larson back up the ramp as Aina hops on the turnbuckle and shouts Lanakila, eo to the crowd.
TEXPRESS vs. DRINK & DESTROY – Round Robin Tournament for a Title Shot – Match 2“God Blessed Texas” plays and Texpress are announced and make their way to the ring. This is possibly the most important match they have faced since Match 7 of their best of seven series against the Flyin’ Hawaiians. If Texpress loses tonight, they are eliminated from the Round Robin tournament and have no shot at receiving a tag team title shot. Chad and Zane make their way to the ring and the crowd roars, but they seem more focused than ever and almost absent mindedly slap hands with the fans as they head to the ring. They step inside the ring just as “Alcohaulin’ Ass” starts up and Jack and Danny Taylor make their way to the ring through the crowd. They get nearly as big a response as Chad and Zane. Jack and Danny finally make it to ringside and are joined by DVD. The three of them step into the ring, and immediately offer handshakes to Chad and Zane. Texpress accepts and the crowd goes apeshit for this. Zane and Taylor leave the ring, the referee calls for the bell and we are ready to go.
Jack and Chad lock up, Chad backs Jack to the corner and the referee calls for a clean break and gets it. Chad moves back to the middle of the ring and he and Jack lock up again. Chad grabs a side head lock, Jack sends him to the ropes. On the rebound Chad tries a shoulder block, but Jack wins that war and sends Chad to the mat. Jack tries to drop an elbow, but Chad rolls out of the way and gets back to his feet. Jack gets to his feet and Chad catches him with a drop kick to the face that sends him to the mat. Chad pulls him to his feet and hooks him and takes him to the mat with a suplex, keeps hold of Jack and pulls him back up, reaches out and tags in Zane. Zane climbs to the middle rope and Chad lifts Jack for another suplex, and Zane explodes off the middle turnbuckle and SPEARS Jack to the mat!
Zane covers, but Jack kicks out at two. Zane gives the referee a bit of a look after that, perhaps thinking that should have been a three count. Zane pulls Jack to his feet and whips him into the corner and follows him in with a shoulder block to the midsection, then rocks Jack’s head back with a European uppercut, then turns and just HAMMERS Jack to the mat with punches and kicks. Chad says something to Zane and Zane reaches out and tags his partner back into the match.
Chad pulls Jack to his feet and sends him to the ropes, but lowers his head a little too soon and Jack catches him with a kick to the jaw, standing him up, then whips him into the ropes and catches him on the rebound with an over the head belly to belly suplex. Jack gets to his feet and waits for Chad to stand, then nails him with a lariat, then tags in Danny Taylor.
Taylor comes in and kicks Chad in the gut as he stands up, then sets him up and PLANTS him on the mat with a pump handle slam! Danny covers, but Zane breaks it up by dropping an elbow on the back of his head. The referee yells at Zane to get out of the ring, and once again Zane glares at him. Taylor pulls Chad back to his feet and scoops him up and drives him down shoulder first on his knee. Taylor stretches Chad’s arm out and tags in Jack, Jack bounces off the ropes and drops a knee across Chad’s arm, then tries to trap him in a fujiwara arm bar, but Chad rolls to his feet and puts Jack’s shoulders on the mat for a quick two count.
Jack breaks the hold and Chad gets to his feet. Jack tries a clothesline, but Chad ducks it and catches him in a backslide for a two count. Jack kicks out and Chad gets to his feet first, as Jack stands up, he POPS him with a superkick. Chad covers, but Jack kicks out at two. Chad reaches out and tags in Zane.
Zane pulls Jack to his feet, goozles him and CHOKESLAMS him to the mat! Zane covers, but Jack barely rolls his shoulder at two. Zane pulls Jack up and slams him between the eyes with a head butt, then sends him to the ropes and hits a perfect POWERSLAM! Zane covers again, but again Jack kicks out at two. Zane barks at the referee, Chad says something to him again, but Zane ignores him. Zane shoves Jack into the corner and charges in and hits a clothesline. Zane hits a few more shots to Jack and the referee gets between them and tells Zane that he has to break when the referee tells him to. Zane takes exception to the referee and argues with him.
While Zane is arguing, he doesn’t see Jack slip out of the corner and tag in Danny Taylor. Chad finally gets Zane’s attention and he turns around and walks right into a CALL OF THE WILD! Danny covers Zane, Jack keeps Chad from breaking up the pin and Taylor gets the one, two, three!
WINNERS in 13:33 – Drink & Destroy, Texpress have been eliminated from the Round Robin tournament
Zane sits on the match stunned. He puts his head in his hands and shakes with rage. Chad kneels next to him and tries to console him. Danny and Jack remain in the ring and offer their hands. Chad and Zane get to their feet, Chad shakes hands with Danny and Jack, Zane hesitates then gives them a very curt handshake as well. The crowd roars for Texpress as they leave the ring. The two of them look as devastated as two wrestlers can possibly be.
KAI vs. ERIC O’MACKai is out first to a reasonable pop from the fans, as he runs down to the ring and bounds off the ropes super-face style, knocking Lillian Garcia right off the side—wait—never mind. Kai seems to be waiting a few moments long, but finally, one-half of the tag team champs emerges to Black Pegasus’s “Brass Knuckle Kings” as Eric O’Mac holds his belt aloft, mocking Kai and saying terrible things about Hawaiians. Probably. He forgot to bring a microphone. Anyway, Eric comes up to the ring and hands his belt off to the referee as he goes nose-to-nose with Kai. The bell rings, and this one is ON like DONKEY KONG!
Eric O’Mac and Kai lock up, Eric pushing Kai down into the Mark Henry Memorial Arm bar. That’s his move! Kai reverses into an arm drag, chucking Eric far. Eric runs back, second arm drag toss. Eric runs a third time, but switches into legs forward, catching Kai with a low dropkick in the face as he goes for a third arm drag! Eric pulls the stunned Kai up into a delayed vertical suplex. Eric’s holding, holding…Kai drops down and pushes Eric into the turnbuckles! Kai backs up and runs for a backsplash, but Eric drops low and Kai trips over, dropping face first into the second turnbuckle.
Eric backs up himself a few paces, and makes a jumping charge right onto the Happy Hawaiian, knees to the back of the prone Kai! Eric attempts to pull him back into a modified backslide attempt, but the referee refuses to count, Kai’s legs are on the ropes. Eric releases and attempts to lock a sleeper on Kai, because SLEEPERS WIN MATCHES~! Kai is initially struggling to get free, but manages to fight his way up to a standing position, dropping Eric head first across the top rope guillotine-style, breaking the hold with authority. As Eric stumbles backward, Kai catches him with a super kick! Out of nowhere! Kai jumps on top for the cover, but Eric gets a foot of his own on the ropes at the two count, breaking the count.
Kai reaches down to pull Eric up for some move, but Eric pulls him down into a small package! 1-2-Kai breaks free as Eric rolls to the outside. Kai walks between the ropes and looks to jump off the mat, but Eric dodges as the clothesline comes down, causing Kai to land awkwardly on the knee. He hobbles up, but catches a kick to the back of the head from Eric O’Mac. Mac going up to the guardrail, and a forward dropkick sends Kai backfirst into the side of the apron. EOM rolls Kai back into the ring, but looks to the turnbuckle post himself.
Eric O’Mac is going to the top rope, but Kai is meeting him there with a right, then a left. Kai begins climbing up the rope and pulling Eric up…he’s not small enough to pull off a Sin Cara, is he? Eric headbutts Kai while up top, causing Kai to shake—and a hard chop breaks his balance, sending him tumbling to the floor. Eric leaps—MAC ATTACK from the top rope onto Kai! Kai is flailing, but Eric gets up rather than go for the pin fall. Eric backs up into the flattened Kai and pulls up his legs, locking his feet under his arms He takes a step over…BREAKING THE FOURTH WALL! Kai has no choice but to tap.
WINNER in 9:22…Eric O’Mac!
Eric O’Mac jumps in the air, celebrating as though he has just won the World Series. The fans get a little into it for a minute before they remember they don’t like Eric, but they have unfortunately already slapped his hands on the way up the ramp.
STAN FULTON vs. DH MAGNUSSON – Non Title Match“Alcoholin’ Ass” pops the crowd as DH Magnusson emerges from behind the curtain to legitimate crowd excitement. Magnusson pops a cold one offered by a fan, chugs and storms into the ring, shaking the ropes and waiting for Fulton. He doesn’t have to wait long, as the Guardian of Girth emerges from the back, Intercontinental Title belt on his shoulder for the purposes of both style and necessity. Fulton takes his time walking down to the ring, smirk plastered across his face on this non-title night. He slowly walks up the stairs, handing the belt off to the referee, who calls for the bell.
Stan Fulton and DH Magnusson go nose to nose, and DH Magnusson rears back and hits Stan Fulton with the Punch in the Face! Trademark Magnusson! Fulton stumbles for a second, but the Crusher comes back with the Oh Yeah Well Now I’m Going To Hit You Back In The Face! Trademark Stan Fulton! The two trade blows for a bit, Stan Fulton using his girth to force DH in the corner, raining down on him with blows overhead. DH Magnusson ducks between the ropes and the referee moves to cause separation…but Magnusson was prepping for a MULE KICK, knocking the big Crusher back! That kick was high enough that it caught him in the chin!
As Crusher Stan Fulton is stumbling, the large DH Magnusson climbs up to the second turnbuckle and comes off with a double axe handle to the head of Fulton. Fulton stumbles further as DH bounds off the ropes, looking for a Big Ol’ Crossbody—but Fulton catches him. DH Magnusson attempts to free himself with elbows to the head of the Crusher, but Fulton has the presence of mind to send him soaring with a Last Call over the head, though Fulton is still looking to shake off the bell-ringing post-release. DH Magnusson rolls out of the ring to catch his breath.
As Fulton rises, he sees Magnusson outside, stepping out to meet him. Magnusson clips the big man under his knee, dropping him to the floor. Magnusson climbs on top with rights, and the two have a rolling catfight-style brawl right into the announcers’ table—except when two big guys have such a brawl, the knock over the announcers’ table! DH catches a monitor to the back, distracting him while Fulton rears back and knocks him off. As Fulton rises, he charges DH HARD into the side of the mat. The Crusher rolls DH back into the ring, climbing back up and stepping over the ropes toward him, but a well-timed drop toehold puts Fulton flat on his ample bellt.
As the champ rises, Magnusson bounds off the ropes to Fulton for a clothesline attempt, but Fulton ducks low and catches DH with a big-ass SPINEBUSTER! Fulton goes for the cover: 1-2-no! Magnusson gets the shoulder up. Stan Fulton bounds off the ropes, looking for a Big Splash to put the Drinker and Destroyer away—but Magnusson manages to pop up with a cutter! That must have taken all he had—both men are down, but Fulton is stunned! Magnusson makes his way up as Fulton does, stalking him from behind. DREAM STREET! He never hits that shit! Magnusson goes for the cover: 1…2…3! Whattanupset!
WINNER in 9:33…DH Magnusson!
Magnusson seems surprised to have his arm raised, but slides out of the ring and slams fans’ hands while Fulton seethes in ring, roughly grabbing his Intercontinental Title from the referee.
ALEXANDER DARLING vs. MATT FOLZ – OOWF Onslaught Championship MatchMatt Folz leaves the posse behind tonight and comes out alone to a chorus of boos. He ignores the crowd entirely as he climbs into the ring and runs the ropes to warm up. The lights dim and the crowd erupts as “Princes of the Universe” starts to play and the OOWF Onslaught Champion steps onto the stage. Alexander Darling, accompanied by his sister Alexis, pauses to drink in the cheers and then marches down the aisle. He rolls into the ring and poses with his belt held high, and then hands the title to referee Davis Hightower and stands toe-to-toe with his opponent. A staredown while Hightower gives them their instructions turns to smack talk as he displays the belt to the crowd and calls for the bell.
Immediate lockup and Alex grabs a hammerlock. Folz reverses and shoves Alex forward. He grabs him in a waist lock and lifts him for a belly-to-back suplex, but Alex throws his weight forward and rolls him up. Folz kicks free. Alex tries to sweep the legs, but Folz hops over it. Folz throws a kick, but Alex catches it and hits a dragon screw leg whip. Folz rolls to his feet and Alex catches him with a forearm. Alex sends him to the ropes and drops under his first pass. He tries to leapfrog the second pass, but Folz catches him. Folz goes for a power bomb, but Alex reverses it into a hurricanrana. Both men roll to their feet and face off, and Folz punches Alex straight in the face.
Matt Folz has received his first warningAlex staggers back and Folz hits a European uppercut. He knees him in the midsection and follows up with a knee lift. He pulls Alex to his feet and sends him into the corner. Forearms and chops by Folz. He sends Alex across the ring and follows him in, but Alex springs to the second rope and into a cross body. Folz rolls through when they land and hooks the leg for a one count. Alex is up first and throws a superkick, but Folz catches it. He sweeps Alex’s free leg and tries to tie him into an ankle lock, but Alex fights it. Folz finally gets it locked on, but Alex grabs the bottom rope for the break.
Alexander Darling has used his first rope breakFolz backs up at Hightower’s insistence, but as soon as Alex is up he drives forward and chop blocks his knee. He lays Alex’s foot over the bottom rope and uses the ropes to leap up and stomp on it. He ignores Hightower’s warnings and repeats the maneuver a second and a third time.
Matt Folz has received his second warningFolz drags the champion to the middle of the ring and ties on a spinning toehold. Alex is in obvious pain, but he refuses to submit. Folz tries to wind it in tighter, and Alex kicks him off. Folz turns and grabs Alex’s leg again, but Alex nails him with a hard kick to the temple. Folz stumbles back, and Alex rolls to his feet and throws his weight into a diving clothesline. He drives Folz to the mat and lands hard himself, rolling away holding his leg. He uses the ropes to pull himself up and tries to shake some life back into his leg. He sees Folz approaching from the side and ducks his shoulder, flipping him over the ropes. Folz manages to land on the apron and tries to grab him, but Alex slips free. He turns and drives his shoulder into Folz’s midsection, and then springs off the second rope and drives a knee into Folz’s head, knocking him to the floor. Alex waits for him to get up, rebounds off the opposite ropes, and dives to the outside, spearing Folz into the railing.
Alex is first to his feet, getting up as Hightower reaches four. He’s still favoring his leg as he drags Folz to his feet and stuffs him into the ring. Alex climbs onto the apron and slingshots himself over the ropes, but Folz rolls out of the way of a leg drop. Folz drags Alex up and snaps him over with a suplex. He drags him to his feet again and slings him into the corner. Folz hits a series of shoulders to the midsection. He lifts Alex onto the top turnbuckle and rocks him with a forearm, and then drives an elbow into his knee. He wraps Alex’s leg around the top rope and torques it until Hightower steps in.
Matt Folz has received his third warningFolz climbs up the turnbuckles himself and pummels Alex with forearms. He hooks him for a suplex and hooks his leg as well - Cradle Superplex! Folz hangs on to the landing and bridges, and Hightower counts One…Two…Thr - Alex kicks out!
Folz gets to his feet and glares at Hightower. He stomps on Alex’s leg and tries for the ankle lock again, but leans over to far and Alex manages to roll him up. Folz kicks out before the one count. Folz smashes Alex in the face with a forearm, sends him to the ropes, and plants him with a spine buster. Folz comes off the ropes with a leg drop to the throat and covers, but only gets two. Folz slaps the mat in frustration and gets to his feet. He starts to pull Alex to his feet, but Alex grabs his head and drops to the mat, stunning him with a jaw jacker. Alex rolls to his feet and kicks Folz in the stomach, and hooks him for a DDT. Folz blocks it and reverses into a northern lights suplex. He bridges and Hightower counts One…Two…Thr- Alex rolls a shoulder just in time!
Both men get slowly to their feet. Alex slips a forearm and hits Folz with a chop. He winds his arm and pulls it across his throat, trying to set up the Darling Driver. Folz hooks Alex’s head with his free arm and flips him to the mat. Folz drives a pair of elbows into Alex’s face and then pulls him to his feet and sends him to the ropes. Alex ducks a clothesline and grabs Folz’s arm. He swings himself into a crucifix, spinning Folz around, but Folz stays on his feet. Alex drops his feet and pulls Folz back, planting him with an inverted DDT. He rolls Folz over and grabs his arms - Curbstomp! Alex drags Folz to his feet and drags his arm across his throat - but Folz hits him low with a mule kick, out of sight of the referee. Alex staggers back, and Folz lifts him for a suplex, holding him at the top of the move. Alex shifts his weight and drops behind him, pulls Folz’s arm across his throat - Darling Driver! Alex makes the cover, hooking both legs, and Hightower counts One…Two…Three!
WINNER, and still OOWF Onslaught Champion, in 14:54, Alexander Darling
STANK vs. PSYKLE vs. J-P SPARXX vs. EL LOBO SANGRIENTO – Winner Gets a World Title Shot at the Pay Per View“Let It Rock” pops the crowd huge as JP Sparxx is out first to start. He is accompanied by Jewel, and both of them toss some merchandise to the fans to make the cheers near the microphones even louder. “Joker and The Thief” by Wolfmother plays next, and though the music is less known, the fans cheer as they see the masked visage of El Lobo Sangriento. The Bloody Wolf enters into the ring behind JP Sparxx, extending a hand which Da Bad Muthafucka takes. Psykle is out third to “Animal I Have Become”, accompanied by the sorta-faithful IQ. Both Sparxx and Lobo eye him carefully, not knowing what deals were made.
All look toward the entrance ramp, however, as Nonpoint’s “Skin” plays and Stank emerges, with the OOTron still reading “OOWF HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION.” Stank storms down to the ring, with a glare that could pierce anyone, passing by Jewel and IQ as he walks between the ropes. The bell rings, and Stank immediately jumps Psykle. The two big men trade blows as Sparxx catches Lobo with a side kick. Lobo catches the rising knee of Sparxx, however, turning it into a half-Boston Crab. Psykle is raining blows on the back of Stank in the corner, but pushes him off to kick Lobo off Sparxx with a big boot. Psykle picks Lobo up over the head—HUGE power bomb, thundering off the mat!
Psykle walks back toward Stank but is met with a SPEAR! SPEAR! Stank lays Psykle out, but then pulls him back up—the big man bounds off the opposite ropes, HUGE clothesline to send Psykle to the outside! Stank turns around to face JP Sparxx, who dropkicks the big man over the back of Lobo, tripping the “former” champ up and knocking him on his back. JP Sparxx is climbing to the top rope, what’s he going for—he sees Psykle rising outside, 450 Splash headed to the outside! Psykle attempts to dodge awkwardly, but still catches both JP’s knees to the face as Sparxx smacks his head against the guardrail! Both men are down.
Meanwhile, Stank is wailing away on the back of El Lobo in ring, but ELS pops up with a knee to the jaw of Stank, sending him back flat on his back. El Lobo Sangriento pulls his legs into a slingshot, right into the turnbuckles! Stank bounds off, El Lobo pulls his legs down…right into El Crab de Boston! Stank is flailing, he’s too far away from the ropes! The champion-in-waiting is stretching…will he have to--
PA: I know who you are…the leader of lost souls….
Ecosystem emerges from the back with a bandage over his head to massive boos, flanked by tens of Blackwater guards. The guards storm down to the ring and surround the competitors, bringing the action to a halt. El Lobo releases Stank from the hold and takes a fighting stance.
Eco: Sorry for the interruption, boys, but there’s a minor change in plans. I’m declaring this match a no-contest.
You all think you’re too good to be my Corporate Champion? You’d rather give up a guaranteed reign as World Champion than break your precious principles, than soil your empty self-image?
Then FUCK YOU ALL. Because this championship doesn’t mean NEARLY enough to you. Do you know WHY I am the greatest World Champion in OOWF history, boys? Because I cared enough to steal it! Because I cared enough to take it away from your unworthy, self-important hands.
That is why I AM YOUR CEO, that is why I AM YOUR WORLD CHAMPION! (Crowd boos) Shut the FUCK up, the champion is talking!
So let me tell you what’s going to happen. I’m going to carry this title right into “No Justice, No Peace.” I’m going to walk right into my match with Alexander Darling, I’m going to spit in his face, and I’m going to Endgame him RIGHT into that mat, take his Onslaught Championship, and add to my resume the title of Gnarliest Double Champion In OOWF History. Not because I want it, not because I need it…because I DESERVE it. Hit the showers, boys.
Ecosystem walks to the back as the crowd throws trash behind him, leaving the other wrestlers to be ushered out by the guards. Stank and Lobo seem to be considered pushing through, but they both see too many firearms. Psykle is being calmed by IQ, assuring him that all will be well.
WINNER – No Contest in 20:11
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