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Post by BookerShark on Sept 17, 2011 0:45:56 GMT -5
~~~ A Randomly Numbered Sexy Female Journalist catches up with Texpress in the crowd at the OVOOWF Show After Stank's little outburst ~~~
RNSFJ: Chad, Zane, what do you think about what we just witnessed?
Zane: I'd like to say I'm surprised or disappointed, but honestly, I'm not. Stank used to be someone we respected. Aligning himself with Moosehead Jack has changed that. Stank puts on a decent facade, but underneath it all, he is a real prick.
RSNFJ: Do you kiss you mo...
Zane: Stop. I'm not listening to that from you.
Chad: You know what? I'll be interested to see if our GM has the guts to do the right thing and suspend him. Zane gets suspended for losing his temper at Rick. Fire and Moose have both been suspended for similar things. But attacks on FANS? The people who pay hard earned cash so we can have jobs? That CERTAINLY warrants a suspension.
RNSFJ: This close to Hell On Earth Seven?
Chad: Whatever. He attacked a fan, and regardless of provocation, he deserves reprocussions. He should lose his place in the Main Event Clusterbomb in Dayton (Cheap Pop!!!)
RNSFJ: Speaking of Clusterfucks
Zane: Clusterbombs!
Chad: Do you kiss yourt mother with that mouth little lady?
RNSFJ: Ummm... maybe?
Chad: Well you should be ashamed. You should be kissing me instead.
~~~ RNSFJ blushes and acts coy ~~~
Zane: You were saying.....
RNSFJ: Oh .... Yeah... you both are involved in 3 way matchups tomorrow night here in Saskatoon (Cheap Pop, only louder this time) Your opponents have been pretty quiet so far. Any thoughts on that and the matches?
Zane: Normally, I;d say the end results don;t matter this week. THese aren't tag team matches. But this week is different.
RSNFJ: How?
Chad: This week, in each match, the Texpress representative is the more successful singles wrestler. Of the 6 of us, 2 have held Singles Championships. (points) Zane Myers, Intercontinental Champion
Zane: And Chad Madison, Onslaught Champion. So even though this isn't really our element at Mayhem, It looks like we're in a familiar position. We are the Measuring Sticks. Kai, Honcho, Aina, JW,... Time once again to see if you Measure Up
Chad: (turns to the RNSFJ) Now.. about you kissing me......
~~~ She leans in and gives Chad a kiss as we fade... ~~~
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 17, 2011 0:47:02 GMT -5
Firewoman, Alexander Darling, Austin Aries, and Lacy are sitting at an Indian restaurant, toasting Aries' win and reminiscing, with much laughter.
AD: I didn't think it was funny.
FW: It was hysterical.
AA: You guys had such a chemistry in the ring, we had to use you in a feud IMMEDIATELY.
AD: She still should have been fired.
AA: *shrug* Probably. But then I don't think either of you would have had the career you've had so far. And, you might not be sitting here together like this now.
FW: True.
AA: So...you guys think of tag teaming?
Firewoman about chokes water out her nose.
FW: What? I didn't think you guys were into--
Alexander kicks her under the table.
FW: OW! What?
AD: He means as a team. In the ring. You and I.
FW: Oh...OH!
L: Always right to the gutter. Although it's not like the subject never came up...
AA: ANYWAY....yeah....
AD: We talk about it while training sometimes, but with Fire as commish and me as World Champ, doesn't seem the time now.
AA: Well...yeah...you guys are in a pretty good place there.
FW: I guess...I don't have a belt.
AD: Eh, you will, once you get rid of Attitude Adjuster.
L: GO on!! Ask!
AA: So...you wouldn't be interested in a change of scenery?
AD: He doesn't mean like that, Fire.
FW: I didn't say anything!
AD: I heard you thinking. *to Aries* You mean...here? TNA?
AA: Look, you guys are at the top of your game now. The Knockout division is amazing, I can't imagine what Fire would do to it.
FW: I'd be stuck wrestling only women.
L: Yeah, but they're not DIVAS.
FW: True....
AA: And seriously...you'd tear up the X-Division. And once we're done with that, the tag ranks await....
AD: I dunno....Some of the other folks here....
AA: Figureheads only, I swear. And so busy with the other angles they pretty much would leave us alone.
L: Lighter schedule, too. Could actually settle down somewhere instead of living like gypsies.
FW: True....
L: They have good schools here, too, Fire....
FW: Huh?
AD: *turning to Fire* We did talk about what to do after OOWF....
FW: Yeah, but--
Fire is interrupted by her phone ringing.
FW: Sorry, it's Lucky, I have to take this....You're bugging me, what do you want?.....He did what?........to who.........a WHAT?.........A FAN?............No...no, you did the right thing....thanks Lucky, we'll head back now.
Firewoman hangs up.
FW: We have to go, sorry, honey.
AD: It's okay...wait..."honey?"
AA: What's up?
FW: Commissioner stuff. One of our wrestlers attacked a fan.
L: Oh no!
AD: I'll get a cab to the airport. You know...it was only a matter of time before Moose--
FW: *stopping him cold with a glare* It wasn't Moose. It was Stank.
Alexander has a puzzled look, and then goes back to the matter of getting a cab, as the group hastily finishes up, pays the bill, and leaves.
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 17, 2011 0:47:31 GMT -5
*Davin Moreland is WAITING~! backstage, as Stank emerges from the ring area. Davin gets in his face, and Stank is in the uncomfortable and unusual position of looking up to face someone*
DM: The blue fuck is wrong with you?
S: Scuse me?
DM: WHAT in the blue FUCK is wrong with you? You'd better PRAY you don't eat a suspension for that little Moose imitation.
S: Don't tell me what to do, Davin. Who the fuck do you think YOU are?
DM: Me? I'm the voice of reason, Lucas. You get yourself suspended? Who KNOWS when you're getting another shot at the big belt?
S: You seem to forget-
DM: No. YOU seem to forget. I understand suspensions have been arbitrary but by God...if you blow your spot in this match? Because you're trying to prove yourself as some sort of tough guy? We already KNOW you're tough. You're not Moose. You don't need to beat these people over the head with the same promos and behavior for 3 years straight. You're motherfucking Stank. Act like it.
S: Or else what?
DM: *stares him down* You really don't want to find that out right now, Lucas.
S: Don't I? I'm your huckleberry, Davin. You wanna go? Let's fucking go.
DM: *smirks* C'mon Lucas. We can't just GIVE that shit away...
S: I'd be willing if you are.
DM: You really want to pick now to piss off management?
S: ...fine.
DM: Fine.
S: Good.
DM: Good.
S: I guess we'll see then.
DM: I guess we will.
*The two slowly back away from each other, neither taking their eyes off the other*
*fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 17, 2011 0:47:58 GMT -5
*Stank glares at Davin Moreland as they back away from one another. With Moreland finally out of sight he turns and standing behind him is GM theSelena.*
Stank - I don't want to hear it! That motherfucker attacked ME first! He slaps me then throws beer in my face! What happened to him is his own damn fault!
SG - You can't attack fans Stankie.
Stank - THEY can't attack ME either! Where the FUCK was security? Aren't they supposed to restrain those motherfuckers?
SG - Stankie I really, REALLY, don't want to suspend you!
*Stank's wild look softens. He notices all the commotion has attracted alot of attention. Stank looks around at all the faces of the staff and talent, scowls, then looks down at Selena.*
Stank - Do whatever you think you have to, sweetness. I'll be in my locker room.
*Stank stalks off toward his locker room as the camera fades.*
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 17, 2011 0:48:29 GMT -5
<Stank walks back to the locker room where Moose is already waiting>
MHJ: OUT-FUCKING-STANDING!
Sta: Moose, now may not be the time......
MHJ: Fuck that. Those asshole fans deserve this. You are right, HE put his fucking hands on YOU. Someone has to teach Them a lesson. No one ever did that to me, or I would have done the same fucking thing.
<Stank takes a beer and downs it, then looks at Moose>
Sta: I am going to get suspended for this
MHJ: So what?
Sta: I have a title match in two weeks
MHJ: <laughing maniacally> You really think they are going to suspend you for THAT? That is the biggest show of the year. You have a legit beef with Darling, you and Davin have had epic matches, and you and Eric.......well whatever there. There is NO CHANCE they take you out of that match. None. Selena was hired to pop buyrates, take you out of that, and you lose viewers
<Stank leans back in his chair and thinks about this for a minute>
Sta: So, what do you suppose they do?
MHJ: If I were you? I would plan to take a nice long vacation in October
Sta: They would really suspend their world champion?
MHJ: What harm does it do, really? We have the OOWF Invitational Tag Team Tournament in October, you are a tag team specialist, whoever you teamed with, you would go deep into the tournament and not defend the title anyway. Beside, a 30 day suspension puts you back in time to defend the title at Doomy Doomy Doom Doom 8.
Sta: You makes a damn good point there Jack.
<Moose tosses Stank another beer and they drink as we fade to black>
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 17, 2011 0:49:07 GMT -5
I hate Alexander Darling.
There. I said it.
[We fade from black to an all-white canvas. Eric O'Mac, wearing black leather pants and a black muscle shirt stands in front of the camera, looking like it's a little shaking.
You see the camera shaking? It's because Lauren is holding the camera. No ninja cameramen in here. Basically, it's just me and the world, and all the world can do right now is listen. The moment I want to stop talking, I'll stop, and the camera will stop rolling.
Let's start with my first statement.
I hate Alexander Darling.
He's absolutely right. I hate his family. I hate that he's the champion. I hate that everything is going so right for him. I hate his fucking stupid catchphrase. And I hate his stupid wife.
Here's what Alexander needs to understand. I hate him because at one time, I loved him. We were blood brothers. We had a common way of thinking. We had similar goals and similar strategy to achieve those goals.
Let me take you back to a deciding night in my life, where I made up my mind about the path I've chosen. I had just wrestled under a hood as Mr. E one night in Las Vegas, and I was getting ready for my big musical number at the Quinn-Jericho wedding. Afterwards, I sat back, basking in that fact that I had embarrassed Lisa Quinn. And then, you selfish son of a bitch, you swoop in, and announce that you had married her.
Do you remember that, Alexander? I do, because it's stuck in brain, and it's stuck in my ever waking nightmare. At that point in time, you announced to the world, that the Alexander Darling of the OOWF no longer existed. In his place stood someone who no longer believed the ideals he once stood for, a soft man.
And that night? You ruined any chance we ever had of being allies.
With that one revelation, you ripped out our friendship and you spit on it, and then you flushed it down the toilet! You flushed my heart, you flushed my soul, and now it sickens me to see you continue to keep making the same mistake! to see other people keep making the same mistake!
You don't expect me to be bitter? Alex, when I welcome you into this company, and do everything in my power to keep you around and you shit on it? It tends to REALLY piss me off. So, before I take these aggressions out on you, take a look at your future and realize that this life with your "wifey" is a fucking lie. It's not who you are! And all these fans who cheer for you? They wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire, you selfish son of a bitch!
But there's something you need to understand, Alex. I'm not doing this because I hate you! No, man, I love you and I want the best for you! But when I see you flaunting your life like it's the golden life, it just sends shivers up my spine Alex. So, yeah, I want Fire gone. And yeah, I want your championship. But just know that my desire for both of those things come from a very dark place in my heart. You've rejected my advice, my goodness, and now I'm going to beat it out of you.
I have all the faith in the world that Attitude Adjuster will do his job so I don't have to. Which means I can focus on you. I have a moral obligation, Alexander. I'm on the path of righteousness, and righteous men wield a lot of power. I'm going to take your title, and I'm going to ruin your life Alexander. I don't care about what Stank is doing this for. I don't care why Davin is doing this. It's all about me and you right now. And when I'm done ruining your life, I'm going to flaunt it in your face and I'm going to make history with that title. And when you are at your lowest of lows, you are going to come crawling back on your knees, Alex. You'll come back to me and say "Damnit, Eric, I'm sorry for not listening to you. You were right, I was wrong, and I'd love it if we could be friends and allies again."
And when you do that, I'll hoist up that championship belt, and in the midst of my multi-year championship title reign, I'll recall this promo, and I'll tell you that while all may be forgiven, it's never forgotten, and that'll be the best you could hope for. But when I say that, Alex, all of your demons would be excised, you can live your life in peace, and I'll be saving your life. But not only will I be saving your life, Alex...now that you've given me the true motivation to ruin your career at this moment...you would have saved mine.
That's right Alex...you will have saved my life. Don't believe me? Then you haven't been paying attention. Cock-a-doodle-doo motherfucker. I'm Eric O'Mac, and you, well, you're just not.
Step out of the darkness. I'm the way, the truth, and the White Knight.
*Fade out.*
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 17, 2011 0:51:59 GMT -5
Firewoman is WALKING~! down the hall way, Lucky following.L: I just think you should rest, you have a match, you're TECHNICALLY not cleared... FW: Technically, I am. L: Only cos you threatened the staff. This can just wait. FW: No it can't. Go...um....make sure Opus is settled. Who do I have if Attitude Adjuster can't get across the border? L: Um...Carl from Fresno. FW: Great.... *looking around for the ninja cam*...Carl, sorry man. Nothing personal....just the beating I was planning for AA is yours now. She gets to a door and starts banging on it. It opens.Stank: Just who the FUCK is banging on....oh......uh, hi, Fire. Fire glares at him and he steps aside to let her pass.Stank: Look, I know....I'm sorry you cut your trip short, and....but HE attacked ME, Fire, and you would have done the same thing and-- FW: *putting her hand in front of his face* I will deal with you later. Stank: Woman, do NOT put your hand in my-- FW: I said LATER! I'm here for Moose. Stank: Oh...well, then I'm outta here. Stank beats a hasty and wise retreat. Moose, who has been lounging in a chair smoking a cigar, smirks at her.MHJ: Hiya, sis. FW: Save it. I need you to do something. MHJ: Well, of course you do. Isn't that always the case? Did you want me to kick the shit out of Eric for looking at you crosswise? FW: No, I will handle him. MHJ: Please tell me you have come to your senses and -- FW: I need you to leave Eco alone. MHJ: *blowing a smoke ring thoughtfully* Hmm....interesting........I figured you were done being brainwashed. The last thing I expected was for you to come for mercy for your Sensei. FW: It's not.... that....it's just........he's not the same Ecosystem who started this place and that you ran off before. He's ... different.... MHJ: Yeah. He's a cannibal now. FW: It's more than that....he's gotten more....sinister.......he can....do things......He said he'd poke at the dark corners of your mind, and I gotta tell you, Moose......we both know what he'll find there. MHJ: So? FW: So? Moose........I'm worried about-- MHJ: You know, don't even finish that sentence. You cut yourself off from me. FW: Not from you. Just from....this stuff..... MHJ: Same thing, sis. You know this. Someday you'll stop deluding yourself and -- FW: Can you just.....please........ MHJ: So you beg now? Nice..... FW: For fuck's sake he broke his own sister's ankle!! Moose merely shrugs and takes some more puffs off his cigar, watching the smoke rings. Fire stares at him, frustration starting to bubble over.MHJ: He said he did it because he was protecting her. That's all you've ever wanted right? Want me to break your ankle? FW: Like I'd even let you get close enough to try. Moose moves with surprising speed for an old guy and gets in Fire's face. She characteristically does not back down.MHJ: Looks like I'm close enough now. FW: Yeah, but look at all that energy you used. You'll probably be gassed for your match tonight now. MHJ: Still got enough to-- FW: Yeah? Try it. Mexican stare down commences and only ends with LD Williams and Stank's arrival.LDW: Hey, guys, how 'bout we ring the bell and end this round? There's a few more moments as neither of them want to be the first to move, and LD and Stank are both hesitant to get in the middle. Finally, Stank whispers something in Fire's ear. She looks at him, and then steps back.MHJ: Yep. FW: One of these days, Jackie.... MHJ: You know where to find me. Firewoman storms out. LDW: Was that necessary? MHJ: Hey, she came to me. Stank bring you for back up? S: Hell, yes! I'm not stepping between you two by myself. Camera switches away from their bickering, to outside in the hallway where Davin Moreland is waiting.FW: How did you-- DM: Stank came to get me after he got LD. FW: I was fine. DM: It was either me or Alex. FW: Oh yeah, HIS presence would have helped. DM: Well, he still would have come. You don't need to handle EVERYTHING by yourself, you know.... FW: ........fine. DM: He listen? FW: No...didn't think he would, but I had to try. DM: I assume you have one other person to talk to about this then. FW: Yeah.......I don't know if I can though. DM: Well, if you decide to.....you know where to find me, and like half a dozen others. The two walk down the hallway.
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 17, 2011 0:52:36 GMT -5
Carl From Fresno is*WALKING* down the Hallway of Random Encounters, looking for Eric O' Mac. Not surprisingly, he quickly finds a door with the name "Eric OMac” (apparently Canadians are poor with grammar) and, without knocking, walks in.
CFF: Hi, boss! I hear you have a job for me.
EOM: What? Who are you? WHAT are you?
CFF: I’m Carl From Fresno. I met Attitude Adjuster at the Canadian border. He gave me $100 and told me to come find you because you had a job for me.
EOM: He did WHAT?
CFF: Sorry, I didn’t know you were hard of hearing. He said...
EOM: I HEARD WHAT YOU SAID!
CFF: He said something about a wanted posted and an Indian salesman. Didn’t quite make sense, but $100 is $100.
EOM: Damn it! There goes another week where Firewoman still walks around this place. OK, fine. Here’s the deal. You face Firewoman tonight. You put her out of wrestling, and I’ll pay you everything I was going to pay AA.
CFF: You were paying AA? How much?
EOM tries to whisper in CFF’s ear, but the stench is too thick. Instead he writes it down on a sheet of paper.
EOM: You can read, right?
CFF: WOW! You got it boss! Firewoman is going to DIE tonight! (CFF turns to the camera.) Firewoman! Tonight, you’re going DOWN ON FRESNO!
EOM: That was oddly entertaining and yet highly disturbing. When did you learn to promo?
CFF: I learned from the best. (Whipping out a video from his coat pocket.) The Best of The Chickenshit Heels Promos, Volume 1! Featuring Popcorn and Porn, Hardbody’s Falling Treehouse, the Parking Lot Massacre and more! At fine video establishments NOW!
EOM: This is so going to fail.
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 17, 2011 0:53:37 GMT -5
CUT to a locker room in Saskatoon. The Crusher Stan Fulton has been watching the preceding promos.
"Nice one, Stank. That'll be certain to pop your Wrestler of the Year votes. They're all jackals. Did you hear them cheering when they thought you were going to give that idiot the Stank-U? Then booed you when you didn't? And that right there is why we care naught for what they think. Some would think you timed this just right and assuming you walk out of Hell on Earth as World Champ, instant paid vacation.
"Moving on. Let's see. How 'bout Alexander Darling? The pussiest World Champion I think we've ever had. Getting led about by the balls; rarely defends the title. Running off to pummel anyone lesser than him who looks at his wife the wrong way. But the man who's trying to take her out of wrestling and the man he hired to do that? Never so much as glances their way. Pussy. The OOWF needs a new World Champion and hopefully come Hell on Earth that person is my friend Stank. And Stank, when you do strip that title off of Pussyman, and you're back from your suspension, I want a shot at the title at Doomy Doomy Doom Doom.
"Next up, Eric O'Mac. One of only a few people on this planet who despises our current World Champion more than I do. Well spoken, sir."
"Texpress. The quote-unquote measuring sticks of the tag team division. You think you can claim singles titles measuring sticks? Dudes, don't hurt yourself. You haven't even gotten to my level in the singles ranks, let alone some of the true measuring sticks. And as for those tag team titles? Don't worry your pretty little heads about them. Once my new partner and I reveal our new team to the OOWF, those Championships are coming over to us.
"Next, my opponent tonight, Ecosystem. What's there to say. You put your own sister out of wrestling and think you'll make your big comeback against me. Dream on. I took the Intercontinental Championship away from you and defended it as well. And that was when you had all the power. Now you're curtain jerking in a match with me. So, we've both fallen a ways. But I'm still better than you are.
"Finally, Chris Evans. You beat me, Chris. I aimed to lay you out and you still beat me. I can accept that, but like Stank, I'm just going to use that loss as motivation to get better. And when I come back for my Intercontinental Championship, and I will, I hope you're still holding it. Because I'm going to take all that time and frustration out and beat you one-two-three in the center of that ring.
"Lo schiaccerò"
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 17, 2011 0:54:05 GMT -5
~~~ Inside the Texpress Dressing Room, Chad is on his cell phone, having just wathced the latest batch of Promos on OOWF-TV ~~~
Zane: What are you doing?
Chad: (covering the mouthpiece of his phone) I'm ordering Stan something.
Zane: You're WHAT?
Chad: He needs a present.
Zane: He needs what?
Chad: He needs...... Yes I'd like to order your product. I have a friend who really needs it................... No just one............... Yes Express Delivery.............. How much extra?!?!?!? Nevermind then, 7 to 10 days is fine............ S-T-A-N F-U-L-T-O-N.................. Shipping address? 1 OOWF Way, Dayton Ohio......................... Sure let me get my wallett
~~~ He puts the phone down and heads to the other room. Zane watching the whole time, curiously. As Chad re-enters, Zane stops him ~~~
Zane: What are you ordering.
Chad: Hooked on Phonics
Zane: I'm afraid to ask, but why?
Chad: So he can read and understand what he's reading. We weren't talking about being the Measuring Sticks in the singles division, We were talking in relation to OUR MATCHES at tonight's MidWeek Mayhem, Live from Saskatoon, Saskatchewan (LOUD Cheap Pop!) Aina, Kai, Honcho and JW have all had less success as singles than we have. (CHad pounds a nearby table for emphasis)
Zane: But, he didn't READ that. He heard it. on OOWF-TV. It's not as if someone sits around and actually types all this out on an internet message board.
~~~ Chad & Zane stare at the Ninjacam wide eyed ~~~
Chad: And another thing. (Chad tosses his phone into the wall) "You and your new partner" don't scare us at all. (Counts each team on his hands) Poe & Tytan. Evans & Larson. Crete & Ravenna. You and Folz. LD and Tytan. Just to name a few. (Kicks a chair) All teamed up expecting to roll in and win the World Tag Team Championships. All were disappointed.
Zane: (Standing up) You're getting off topic here and rambling a bit Chad.
Chad: So!?!? I'm mad. (Throws his Aquafina across the room) We're not at "His Level" HorseCrap. We've BOTH won Championships off of him. We're on his level, without even trying. Imagine if we TRIED?!?!?!?
Zane: (stepping on and physically restraining Chad) Calm Down! You're going to give Sharky Carpal Tunnel!
~~~ Once again, they both pause to stare at the camera. as we fade... ~~~
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 17, 2011 0:55:13 GMT -5
*Scheme Gene is interviewing Outback Jack*
SG: Outback Jack, any advice to fans of Drink and Destroy coming to see you at Mayhem tonight?
OBJ: Yeah, start drinking early, get nice and rowdy. A lot of time to get lubed up. Come out here, and cheer for the home team."
*Dashing Victor Deniro walks over*
DVD: Jack meant 'stay hydrated, drink a lot of water. Be loud, drink responsibly.'"
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Post by BookerShark on Sept 17, 2011 0:55:38 GMT -5
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem Live! From Saskatoon, Saskatchewan FIREWOMAN vs. ATTITUDE ADJUSTERFirewoman is announced first and makes her way to the ring. When AA is introduced, his lawyer comes out instead. Mrs. Quinn <Fire bristles at this> as you have been made well aware, Mr. Adjuster has been delayed at the Canadian border due to a years old misunderstanding. Fear not though, my client wants you to be as prepared as possible for further matches and feels he has found a suitable replacement in one, Mr. Carl From FresnoFire turns around and Carl is already in the ring, he charges at her, but Fire ducks a clothesline and catches him with a round house kick to the gut. That is about all the offense poor Carl gets in as Fire makes short work of him finishing him off with the Best Firesault Ever! WINNER in 2:53 – Firewoman As Firewoman gets to her feet after the match, a masked man hops the barricade and slides into the ring with a familiar Halliburton. Russ: Razz what is Burning Kawasaki doing in the Saskatoon Sports Complex? Razz: I have no idea Russ!Burning Kawasaki NAILS Fire upside the head with the briefcase sending her to the mat. He slams the case down on her ribs, then sets it on the mat and lifts Fire for a piledriver, but Alexander Darling charges down the ramp. Burning Kawasaki drops Fire and slides out of the ring and escapes through the crowd. Fire gets to her feet, holding her head and glares in his direction. DANNY TAYLOR vs. TYTANBoth men are without their partners tonight. The match goes back and forth, but Tytan is still favoring his knee. Tytan tries to lift Danny in a suplex, but his knee buckles and he can’t finish the move. Danny capitalizes on the moment and takes Tytan to the mat and works over his knee. Danny puts on a somewhat surprising wrestling clinic, surprising in the fact that we really hadn’t seen that out of him before. Tytan fights back, but Danny catches him with a big boot as he charges into the corner, then PLANTS him with the DYNAMITE DROP to get the one, two, THREE! WINNER in 13:35 – Danny Taylor AINA vs. JW WESTGAARD vs. ZANE MYERSThe three men are announced and make their way to the ring, and all three shake hands. The bell rings and we are underway. The match goes back and forth between all three, with all three getting several near falls. Aina and Westgaard go nose to nose while Zane is on the mat, then smirk and as Zane gets to his feet they hit the Hawaiians finisher POUNCE/SPEAR combo on him! Aina covers, but Wesgtaard breaks it up and they come to blows. The match continues on and Zane gets to his feet. JWW pulls Aina to his feet and hits the ICE AUGER! But before he can cover, Zane charges in and clotheslines him over the top rope to the floor. Zane pulls Aina up and hits an EXPLODER SUPLEX, covers, and gets the one, two, three! WINNER in 16:11 – Zane Myers LD WILLIAMS vs. OUTBACK JACKThe two OOWF veterans don’t even wait for the bell to ring before they tear into one another. The referee gives them plenty of leeway and they take full advantage of it and the match spills out of the ring and they brawl around the ring and up the ramp. They beat a very lax count and get back into the ring, both of them bloodied. The match continues back and forth at a frenzied pace for over twenty minutes. Finally LD catches Jack with a low kick and sets him up for the CANADIAN DESTROYER but Jack back drops out of it. As LD gets to his feet he tries a clothesline, but Jack ducks it and catches LD for a backslide, then turns that into a CHOMP! Jack covers, hooking LD hard and gets the one, two, THREE! The Canadian crowd boos Jack loudly. WINNER in 27:44 – Outback Jack ECOSYSTEM vs. STAN FULTONBad blood remains between these two. Fulton is out first and has his trusty axe handle in hand. Eco comes out and marches right to the ring with a dead look in his eyes. He charges right after Fulton and the two of them hammer one another mercilessly. Eco rakes the eyes, then grabs the axe handle and slams Fulton upside the head with it, right in front of the referee. The referee looks at him stunned, and Eco turns and chases the ref out of the ring. WINNER in 1:11 – by disqualification – Stan Fulton Eco is not done, he goes back after a bloodied Stan Fulton, but the Crusher is ready for him and he catches Eco with a kick to the gut and they both spill out of the ring and fight around ringside. The fight is even until Eco hits a low blow, then tries to pull a knife out of his boot. Security swarms the ringside area and grabs Eco before he can do anything further. They initially don’t restrain Fulton, until Stan realizes what Eco was about to do and goes after him, then security has to hold him back as well. Both men are escorted to the back while the bloodthirsty crowd chants LET THEM FIGHT! KAI vs. HONCHO WILLIAMS vs. CHAD MADISONThe Kai waits in the corner while Chad and Honcho engage in some chain wrestling that gets the fans fired up. They finish several moves and reversals, then get to their feet and shake hands, driving the fans into a further frenzy. The Kai walks to the middle of the ring and holds his hand up to both of them. He looks at Honcho and tells him to go to the corner, then he and Chad engage in the same kind of chain wrestling. At the end, they get to their feet and the fans roar their approval for that as well. The match continues on and none of the three are able to get any kind of consistent advantage. The three of them keep the match completely clean. Honcho catches Chad with a SUPERKICK sending him over the top rope to the floor. When he turns around, The Kai grabs him and PLANTS him with a LAVA PIT (chokeslam) hooks the leg, and gets the one, two, three! WINNER in 17:25 – The Kai MOOSEHEAD JACK vs. PSYKLE vs. J-P SPARXX – Winner Gets an Onslaught Title Shot at Hell on EarthThe three men are all announced, and whether he is actually becoming a fan favorite, or its just cheers by comparison, Psykle gets the cheers, Sparxx gets a mixed reaction, and Moose gets booed out of the building. The match begins, and the three men tear into one another. Psykle survives an initial attack from Moose and Sparxx and manages to dump Moose over the top rope to the floor, then catches Sparxx as he attempts a cross body, DRIVING him to the mat for a two count. Sparxx and Psykle fight for a bit, Sparxx keeps Psykle off balance with his speed, but Psykle uses his tremendous size advantage to absorb most of the shots. Sparxx springboards to the top rope and tries a clothesline, but Psykle catches him in mid air and DRIVES him to the mat with a BLACK HOLE SLAM! Psykle covers, but Moose charges into the ring and breaks it up at two. The match continues on, Moose takes a beating from both men, but they cannot keep him down. Psykle catches Sparxx with a BORDER TOSS sending him out of the ring to the floor. Moose nails Psykle from behind sending him out of the ring to the floor. Moose follows him out and whips him HARD into the ring post, drawing a warning from the referee. Psykle is down and dazed. Moose and Sparxx are both in the ring, Sparxx DROPS Moose with a DDT then climbs the ropes, but Moose catches him on the ropes, with Sparxx facing the crowd, Moose hooks Sparxx in a cobra clutch on the top rope, then turns it into a GERMAN COBRA CLUTCH SUPLEX, then keeps the move locked in and rolls through turning it into the ji-endo! Sparxx struggles and nearly makes it to the ropes, but he won’t tap. Just as Psykle gets back into the ring to break it up, Sparxx loses consciousness and the referee calls for the bell. WINNER in 27:17 – Moosehead Jack ALEXANDER DARLING & STANK vs. DAVIN MORELAND & ERIC O’MACThe four men are introduced and come to the ring, but at this point, hard feelings abound between just about all of them. The match starts and as expected, we get a classic tag team match. The match is highlighted by moves, counter moves, double teams, but especially Alex and Stank trying to cave the others chests in when they tag out. Davin and Eric gain the upperhand by working together a little better than Stank and Darling. They have Stank in the middle of the ring and work the big man over. Stank finally catches Eric trying a double axe handle from the middle rope and reverses it into a spinebuster. He makes the tag to Alex who comes in and cleans house. For a brief moment, Alex and Stank work well together, then it all falls apart when Stank holds Davin while Alex tries a punch to the face. Davin predictably moves, and Alex nails Stank sending him between the ropes. Alex yells at Stank that it was an accident, but the distraction allows Davin to grabs Alex and PLANT him with a RGDC, then tags Eric who hits a MAC ATTACK! Eric covers, but somehow Alex kicks out at two. Alex struggles to his feet and staggers to the corner where Stank is standing, furious, Alex reaches out for a tag, but Stank grabs his head and GUILLOTINES him on the top rope. Alex staggers backward right into a second RGDC! Davin covers again, and this time Alex can’t kick out. WINNERS in 28:11 – Davin Moreland & Eric O’Mac After the match Stank and Darling go nose to nose in the middle of the ring. Davin and Eric get involved and pretty soon you have the four men brawling around ringside. Security comes out again to separate people and they all get dragged to the back. CHRIS EVANS vs. EL LOBO SANGRIENTO – OOWF Intercontinental Title Match, Onslaught RulesLobo is out first and gets the HUGE ovation from the Canadian crowd. Evans is announced next and those cheers quickly turn to boos. They share the customary pre-match handshake, the bell rings and we are underway. Lobo goes on the offensive first and the big man grounds Evans and gets several near falls, and Evans burns through two of his rope breaks in a hurry avoiding a pin. Evans then uses a referee warning by jabbing Lobo in the eyes. Before he can take advantage of Lobo, the big man recovers and Evans bails out of the ring and takes advantage of several 20 counts before slipping back into the ring. While the referee is not looking, Evans nails Lobo with a low blow, then works over the Onslaught champ. Evans gets several near falls, and Lobo is forced to use a rope break to escape a SHARPSHOOTER. Evans has Lobo in trouble as he lands several stiff kicks to the sides of Lobo’s legs. Lobo drops to his knees and Evans finishes him off with a kick to the head. Evans takes his time and tries to reapply the sharpshooter, but Lobo catches his legs and REVERSES IT INTO A SHARPSHOOTER OF HIS OWN! Lobo gets to his feet and leans way back as Evans howls in pain. Evans is nowhere NEAR the ropes and looks like he is about to tap. As the referee gets down to check, Evans grabs his shirt and YANKS the referee to the mat, the refs face bounces off the mat and he lies motionless. Lobo has no idea and keeps the move locked on, and Evans taps furiously. Finally Lobo realizes something is wrong and releases the hold and checks on the referee. Chris Evans slides out of the ring and grabs a chair, when he gets back into the ring, just as the referee is getting to his feet, Evans BLASTS Lobo upside the head with the chair! The referee immediately calls for the bell. WINNER in 26:26 by disqualification – El Lobo Sangriento Evans doesn’t care one bit, he rolls back out of the ring and grabs his title and stumbles up the ramp. Lobo gets to his feet, blood staining his mask, and yells for Evans to get back into the ring. When it becomes clear he is not coming back, Lobo turns to the crowd and acknowledges the LO-BO, LO-BO, LO-BO chants. The crowd goes ballistic as we fade. Thanks for coming out and watching LIVE OOWF action! Be sure to check out the OOWF Hell on Earth 7, Live! September 25st from Dayton, Ohio. And don’t forget to catch next week’s OOWF Mid-Week Mayhem, September 21st, live from Montreal, Quebec See something you like? Post it here in the 2010 Awards Reminder Thread For all your OOWF shopping needs, check out www.cafepress.com/oowfshirts For all your OOWF History needs, visit the OOWF Archives at www.oowfwrestling.com Join us for OOWF Chat on Wednesday nights!
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