Midweek Mayhem (3/6) Live from Baden, Germany

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OOWF Midweek Mayhem
Live from Baden, Germany
Wednesday, March 6th, 2013


Onslaught Title Match[/u]
Chad Madison (c) vs. Amazing Jos

Elimination Chamber Qualifiers
Alexis Darling vs. Chris Evans
Ghosthead vs. Justin Sane
Rabbit Mask vs. Mai Muyo
Matt Folz vs. Alexander Darling
The Kai vs. Tommy Wilder
Danny Taylor vs. Awesome Bill from Dawsonville

Firewoman & DK Murphy vs. Jeremy Punswick & Moosehead Jack
Stank & LD Williams vs. Stan Fulton & Ecosystem - Nontitle


Card subject to a new wall being erected

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Jeremy Punswick is looking directly into the camera as the shot opens up.

Puns: I've just got one thing to say. Ghosthead, I'm sorry.

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*Backstage after the 2/27 episode of Midweek Mayhem*

*Jos is being checked by medics and doctors, Jos is still blinded by the black mist of Ghost head*

Jos: It burns! It fucking Burns! *Tries to fight off the medics and trainers that are trying to keep him still*

Ghost head, Punswick! You guys fuckin suuucck! *Continues to rub his eyes in pain* Ahhhhhhh!!!!

*The locker room door closes in front of the camera's as a medic begins to cut off the mask of Amazing Jos*

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The strobe lights hit and the cage music starts. An Elimination Chamber looking cage lowers to the ring. Sitting atop the Chamber in the lotus position is GM Selena with a basket and a flower. She begins to pluck pedals from the flower.

GMSa-T: Riddle me this, riddle me that. Who's afraid of the Madness and that? March 31st, Madness 9. Monte Carlo. There will be no Princess Grace. But there will be gambling...

A wicked grin crosses Selena's adorable face.

GMSa-T: ...with your careers. And maybe your lives. In this Chamber, the OOWF's first ever Elimination Chamber, six wrestlers will enter and put their bodies and their very souls on the line for a shot at the World Championship. But who will they be?

Selena looks at the flower.

GMSa-T: Next week, in Baden, Germany, there will be six qualifying matches. The winners get to enter. Only one will leave victorious. All may leave on stretchers.

Selena laughs, then starts to pluck the flower. She says a name with every pluck.

GMSa-T: Danny Taylor versus Awesome Bill from Dawsonville. Chris Evans versus Alexis Darling. Alexander Darling versus Matt Folz. Ghosthead versus Justin Sane. Rabbit Mask versus Mai Muyo. And Tommy Wilder versus The Kai.

The flower is pedaless now.

GMSa-T: Aw. Flower all gone. Oh well.

Selena drops the flower into the Chamber.

GMSa-T: On to other business. Tag Team Championships. The Darlings will cash in their shot at the 3/13 Midweek Mayhem. Moosehead Jack...

Selena sighs and glares into the camera.

GMSa-T: This will be the last I speak on this, so listen up. You have earned a World Title shot. Your shot is legit, however, so is Firewoman's contract that specifically states she has to agree to face you, which she is refusing to do. Her contract came first, so my hands are tied. You WILL get your title shot, I promise you. In fact, I'll even make it a Pay-Per-View shot. And that will happen at the very first Pay-Per-View after Firewoman loses the title. No matter what. That is my ruling. It is final. If you have a problem with it, well, I'm sure you'll complain. Blah, blah, blah.

The strobe lights start again. Selena looks around with a smile and laugh as the Elimination Chamber begins to rise.

GMSa-T: Oh, but you CAN face each other in tag matches. Just sayin'

Selena then looks back to the camera and blows a kiss and waves.

GMSa-T: Smile for the Camera boys and girls.

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We see Selena now in her office, packing things up and preparing to head back to the hotel.

GMS: Ready to go Chuckles?

Selena looks around and notices Chuckles is not in the office.

GMS: Chuckles?

Chuckles (From outside the door): Juh.... juh........... JUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

We see Chuckles unconcious body come crashing through the door, followed by a pissed off Matt Folz.

MF: What the FUCK was that? A draw?? A motherfucking DRAW?! I could have gone for another hour, I'm not even breathing hard. And what the hell is this? (Folz crumples up the lineup and throws it directly in Selena's face) I'm 5 minutes away from beating your little corporate champion tonight, put on a match of the year candidate, and what's my reward? Do I get an immeadiate rematch with no time limit? No. You put her in a tag team match...where she'll probably run and hide all night to avoid her brother, gee what a ratings bonanza that'll be... and I have to wait at least a month to get the rematch I clearly deserve. Listen to me, you little twit, I am the FUTURE of this company. I'm going to kick Darling's ass Wednesday and then go on to win the Chamber match. And No matter how much you and the board try and fuck with me, I AM going to win that Championship and keep it damn well as long as I please. And if you ever try and screw me out of a victory like you did tonight, next time I come in here it won't just be your stupid clown who winds up unconcious on the floor.

Folz kicks Chuckles a few times hard in the ribs and storms out of the office as we.... FADE

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Firewoman shoulder bumps Folz on his way out the door. The two enter into a stare down of mutual dislike.

MF: I've already expressed my displeasure with this.

FW: Good....I'll just punctuate it.

MF: Anytime--

FW: Anyplace. You're on.

Folz continues on his way. Firewoman kicks Chuckles on the way in.

GMtSaT: It's not MY fault the show was running long and--

FW: Oh BULLSHIT. I demand a rematch, not this stupid tag team bullshit. Besides my contract says--

GMtSaT: Absolutely nothing about tag team matches. And don't be dodging him all night.

FW: Selena...you KNOW why that clause is in there.

GMtSaT: *sighs* Yes....I do. And I know he's really getting on your nerves, but I really....REALLY hope....you don't let him get to you. Omie has told me a little about his idea and--

FW: He has?

GMtSa-T: Not much, no. But if you and Moose do end up facing each other again, I gather it could ruin everything.

FW: Maybe.

GMtSa-T: But HEY! Alex is back!

FW: Yeah. Something tells me he shouldn't be.

Firewoman storms out, again kicking poor Chuckles on the way out. Selena sighs.

GMtSa-T: Poor Chuckles.

Selena pauses and then kicks him again. FADE.

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~~~ Chad Madison walks into catering, clutching a small canvas bag. He spots Jos sitting at a table alone, wearing his trademark Ray Ban Aviator Sunglasses and sipping a cappuccino. Chad grabs an Aquafina and a couple of doughnuts before sitting down across the table from him for a friendly, but competitive conversation. ~~~

Chad: Sup

~~~ Jos nods and takes another sip ~~~

Chad: Don't worry, it stops stinging after a day or three.

Jos: Thanks.

Chad: I'm sure you've noticed by now, but we're in a match this week.

Jos: I know

Chad: Just rest assured, there won't be any shenanigans to worry about.

Jos: Cool. Same here. Us Tejanos gotta do things right, ya know? But don't think I'm not commin' for that belt...

Chad: Championship.

Jos: Whatevs. I got my LBCW title match on Saturday, then I'll be back here to win that one too.

Chad: (laughing) I like the confidence. I got you a little present

~~~ Chad reaches in the canvas bag and pulls out a hammer. He drops it on the table in front of Jos with a thud, causing the table to shake and cappuccino to splatter ~~~

Chad: You're gonna need this. Wednesday, I plan on Tearing the House Down.

Jos: (chuckling) aight, cool. We can do that.

Chad: Good luck on Saturday. Who knows, I might even make the trip to watch.

Jos: Well if you do, sit tight in that chair and prepare.... to be AMAZED.

Chad: We'll see.

~~~ Chad exits catering and is accosted by a RNSFJ ~~~

RNSFJ: I saw you having a talk with your opponent for this week, care to tell us what was said?

Chad: My buddy Jos and I were just exchanging some pleasantries. Texan to Texan. Man to man. That's how we do things where we're from.

RNSFJ: So you expect a good match from him?

Chad: It's not what I expect, it's what the fans should expect. Jos and I are gonna Do Si Do across Dallas, Two Step through Temple, Boot Scoot into Beaumont, Waltz past Waco, Line Dance around Laredo, and put on a match the good folks of Baden, Germany (Cheap Pop) will never forget!

~~~ Chad Whoooooooooooooooo's, kisses the RSNFJ on the cheek and we fade ~~~

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*fade-in to Chris Evans. Evans’ shoulder is bandaged after the match with Moose*

Evans: Was that it, Moose? Was that the best that you can do to me? I don’t even have to explain in words anymore why you’re not in my league, you proved it last night. You put me in a chokehold, and wanted to hold a scalpel to my neck. And what happened? Hmm? I’ll tell you. I knew exactly what was gonna happen there, that you wouldn’t be able to get through a match without pulling some kinda weapon. I may not be the biggest or the strongest guy around here, but I sure as fuck am the smartest around here. Folz may be afraid of you, but I don’t fear you. He hesitated when you pulled a blade on him. When you pulled one on me, I made you pass out. You’re no longer a man to be feared, Moose. You’ve been replaced, by yours truly.

Anyone who’s got any sense in their minds knows that I’m the odds-on favorite to be the next World champ. And as luck would have it, I’m getting that chance by facing Alexis Darling, which is pretty much like getting the night off for me. I plan on making an example out of you anyway though, Lexie. I’ve got a chance to get back into my natural habitat, a steel cage. I made history around this time last year in a cage with Outback Jack, and I intend to repeat that. I plan on taking down anyone that gets in my way of taking back my title.

*fade to black*

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*SFJ 96 catches up with DK Murphy*

SFJ: DK, you have an interesting tag team match this week.

DKM: I am psyched about teaming with Fire. She is one of the most intense legends of the OOWF, as is our opponent, Moosehead Jack. Jeremy Punswick is even newer here than I am, but he has established himself as a formidable opponent.

SFJ: Any chance you stop the politically correct BS and give me something I can use?

DKM: Any chance you let me buy you a drink?

SFJ: Could be?

DKM: Then let me say that I am very familiar with the Quinn family drama. I have lived through a somewhat similar, but frankly less insane, version of family drama. Bottom line, they are both great wrestlers. I plan to beat both of them, fair and square or not, in the ring someday, but I have the utmost respect for both of them.

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Ecosystem approaches Stan in the hotel lobby, the night after Mayhem.

Stan: So, how'd getting that win back go?

Eco: Look, if it had been the actual Tag Team Championship match, I wouldn't have tapped out. It was simple self-preservation--or rather, team-preservation. I tapped out for YOU.

Stan: This isn't your boardroom, Juni, no need to spin. But you don't need to be forgiven either. (He hands Eco the booking sheet.) We have Stank and LD in a match.

Eco: (reading) Yeah, a bullshit non-title match, because I didn't get the win. If we had gone 2-for-2...

Stan: It doesn't matter. This is our fourth week facing them now. We're in a genuine feud. They can't blow us off until at least the next pay-per-view.

Eco: True. Hey, if we win this week, we're 2 and 0 against them in our last two tries as a team, so really, we could stretch out this program across two pay-per-views.

Kayfabe stumbles into the bar with an obvious hangover and grumbles at Stan and Eco before looking for the medicine cabinet.

Eco: You know, Kayfabe Breakers would be a good name for our team. Or the Defenestrators of Kayfabe!

Stan: I'm not going to base my team name around doing violence to a woman I was once involved with, thankyouverymuch. Especially if it reminds people of Voltage.

Eco: Look, Stan...you know that this personification of Kayfabe thing is ridiculous, right?

Kayfabe is rustling through the medicine cabinet, when DR. MARIO shows up.



Dr. Mario: ITS-A ME, MARIO! I COME-A TO FIX-A YOU HANGOVER!

Stan: (turning to Eco) I'm sorry, pot, I couldn't hear you with my kettle ears. Were you calling me black?

Eco: (mumbling) Shut up...

FADE

P.S. Also, here's a reasonably disturbing Dr. Mario video.

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*Amazing Jos is in Liverpool England, sitting in the balcony of the "Lennon Suite" of the Hard Days night hotel.

*The camera is zoomed in on his face. He has his "Rayban" Aviator shades on, but u can see shades of dark black still over his eyes.*


*the shot begins to pan out, slowly*

Jos: Now that my sight is at about 70%, I decided to cut my promo a day from one of the most important title defenses in my career.

Kinger, is a man possesed by love and my title in his hands will push that love to new heights. The man is one of the toughest, dirtiest, grittiest scrappers in all of pro wrestling. The man is a vet and a legend in the underground wrestling scene. To take this man lightly is beyond a joke.

Ghosthead, I understand your frustrations during the end of our match. It was totally out of line to go after Punswick instead of the win for the team. But the fact you chose the cowards way to confront me instead of talking to me backstage like a man, its pitiful.

Ghost, you and I are far from done. You have single handedly jeprodized my chances of winning and that deed will not go unpunished. Please be aware there are consequences to your actions and justice will see u sooner than you think.

Puns, get the fuck out my way. Your more trouble than you're worth. Im tired of your shit and ill be forced to retaliate next time you cross me crooked. Im hoping we get a Puns/Jos match sooner than LBCW can book one!

Now on to Chad Madison.... *A Sly grin comes across his face*

Chad, I dont have respect for much people, in my world you go through hell to earn my respect. But for some weird reason, you've earned it.

Maybe its cuz youre from Tejas, maybe its because you had the balls to be cool with me instead of trying to test nuts and one up me. Maybe its because Ive seen you in that ring for the past 2 months, bust your hump and prove you are more than just a tag team wrestler. I personally hate tag team wrestling, I have my reserved philosophies on that, so dont take offense when I say its a game of pussies. To prove you can hold your own with no help from a partner or someone there to bail you out, thats what really makes a man in this biz. YouJve proven it and been a class act the entire time. Hell, we need to go out and pick up bitchez one day!

Basically, what i'm saying is, you're the exact opposite of Jeremy Punswick, in my eyes. Please understand and appreciate those words.

Because when I step in the ring with you, I will be prepared, battled tested and ready to Amaze the "Title" off your waist. Chad, i'm treating this like this is my chance to prove to the world that im ready to be the face of this company. So bring everything you got and treat this like the most important match of your career, because im not letting anyone get the best of the LBCW Heavyweight Champion.

Oh, and one more thing *his grin returns* lets go out there and show the world how the boys from Texas do!

*A graphic comes on screen

"#HoustonvsSanAntonio"

*Camera turns off*

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*Backstage*

Alexander Darling is in his wrestling gear and limping towards the gorilla position when Firewoman comes up and stands in his way.

Alexander: Hey...whatcha doin here?

Firewoman: I could ask you the same thing.

Alexander: *looks confused* My match with Mai is up next. And shouldn't you be getting ready for Folz?

Firewoman: *looks worried* Alex, dear, it's Friday.

Alexander: Stop playing. I've got to get going, they're about to hit my music.

Firewoman: *Loud whistle* Seriously, Alex...that already happened. 2 days ago. You lost.

Alexander: That's funny. Darlings don't lose to Muyos. It's like in our contract.

Alexis rushes over after hearing the inhumanly loud whistle.

Alexis: What's going on?

Firewoman: Alex here is getting ready to go out for his match against Mai.

Alexis: But he lost that match two days ago.

Alexander: *looks between Fire and Lexie* You two need to stop this. It's not funny. Now if you'll excuse me, "King of the World" is playing and I've got to go.

Firewoman and Lexie listen closely and there's no music playing and both sigh before spinning Alex around a few times.

Firewoman: Why don't you let us go to ringside with you? It's been a while since we did a nice group entrance.

Alexander: Sounds good. *Pulls up his hood*

Alex takes a few limping steps before Fire and Lexie quickly pull him towards their locker room.

Alexander: *mumbling* Can you imagine; me losing to Mai. The ammunition that would give her over her brother who's never been able to beat me. That'd be funny. And Lexie beating Mai while I can't. HA.

Lexie just glares for a moment before realizing just how bad a shape Alex is in as he hobbles towards their locker room that he believes to be the ring.

*Fade*

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<We open at a house show in Essen, Germany. "Scarecrow" plays and Moose makes his way to the ring, the crowd boos him loudly, and Moose snarls at them and threatens a few fans, which draws louder boos. Moose grabs a mic and rolls into the ring and glares out at the crowd, then starts to laugh>

MHJ: First I would like to say……each and every one of you can go straight to hell. <boos are even louder, Moose just smirks and leans on the ropes> So, these are the people? These are the people you listen to Selena? These are the idiots that cheer people like Chad Madison and DK Murphy so they get title shots? These idiots spend their welfare money on Chad Madison foam cowboy hats, DK Murphy replica title belts……….<pointing to one person in particular> and even worse…….Firewoman t-shirts. These are the people you listen to? Hell Selena, why stop there? Davin Moreland <big pop for Davin> …… yeah you hear that, these idiots LOVE Davin! He moved a lot of merchandise, maybe you would like to bring back the self-professed greatest of all time and give him the tag titles? It doesn’t MATTER that he hasn’t done jack shit to deserve a title shot, now does it? He moves merch, he goes on morning shows, he kisses all the right asses, and he dances like the little corporate puppet that you love oh so much. They are all you want in the OOWF. Corporate kissasses who look good on a poster. Puppets on a string that you can jerk around and make them do what you want.

<Moose stands there for a minute soaking in the boos>

MHJ: And then there is me. <crowd boos loudly> Boo all you fucking want. It really irks you people, and you Selena, that I am right, doesn’t it? I know how all of you work, you just want to take anything I say and dismiss it as Moose being insane……but when you stop and think, and I know for most of you sitting out there that is a really hard fucking concept to grasp, but when you think about it, all I am doing is telling the truth. Selena, I goddamn KNOW you know it is the truth. You want me to go through my resume again, fine, I’ll do it. In eight years in the OOWF, I have wrestled HUNDREDS of matches. I am one of only three two time grand slam winners. Feud of the year, match of the year, you name it, I have fucking won it. And now, now you can add OOWF Invitational winner too. Now, if that were one of your little puppets…..if that were Zane Myers, the second he came back, he could have a shot at ANY title he wanted, hell he could have as many shots as he wanted. You would hand them out like fucking candy. But me? No, I have to wait. Well I am fucking tired of waiting, so right now, I am calling our world champion, my sister, Firewoman out here to the ring. Come on sis, get out here

<”Firewoman” plays and Firewoman steps out from the back with the OOWF World Heavyweight Title over her shoulder. She glares at Moose, and heads to the ring, and Alex – who still seems a bit lost, Alexis, Kai and Lucky follow her to the ring. Once everyone is in the ring, Moose laughs>

MHJ: So, this is it huh? You brought the Queen’s Court to finish me off? Hey Alex, do you have the slightest fucking idea where you are right now?

<Alex just glares at Moose>

MHJ: Oh hi Kai…..didn’t see you standing there…….FINALLY! THE KAI…..HAS GONE BACK…..to being a woman’s bitch

<The Kai starts toward Moose, but Alexis stops him>

MHJ: And you Lucky……..

Alexis: That’s enough Jack…..what the hell do you want?

<Moose walks up to Alexis and gets right in her face. Alex tenses up and Kai stops him from going after Moose, the whole time Fire just stands there with the mic in her hand, glaring at Moose>

MHJ: You know goddamn well what I want. I want a shot at that title.

Alexis: <now her turn to laugh> Why should she give you a title shot?

MHJ: <angry now> BECAUSE I FUCKING EARNED IT!

Alexis: All you “earned” was a ticket out of town when Fire beat you in the best of seven. You remember that, don’t you Jack? You LOST. You LEFT. You were OUT of the OOWF, and we were a MUCH, MUCH better company for it. But then, just like the fucking plague you are, you show up again. You worm your way back into the OOWF – and don’t give me that shit that you were innocent in all of it, you and Bennett, two thieves if I ever saw them, knew EXACTLY what you were doing. You see, while you were gone, Fire came back, better than ever. Focused, determined, free of YOU being a constant distraction. She won the world title, she became the BEST in the world, why the HELL should she lower herself to facing you again?

<Moose smirks and wanders around the ring for a minute, then he walks right up to Fire, which tenses everyone up. Fire doesn’t flinch, and her glare never wavers from Moose>

MHJ: So what is it. Is this some sort of Darling thing? First, your husband ducks me when he has the title with his "I will only defend against non-former champions" rule. Nice try Alex, but no one bought your attempt to "give others their opportunity."

<Fire just stares at Moose and gives a little Batistalaugh>

MHJ: The way I see it, there are only two reasons you won’t face me. One, you enjoy being a little corporate puppet. You like kissing Selena’s ass, you like the attention, you love the spotlight being on you. <Moose backs off a little bit> Tell you what Fire? How bout showing us how Selena pulls the strings? How bout doing a little dance for us. Come on puppet, DANCE!

<Moose laughs maniacally, the crowd boos even louder, Fire tenses up, but does not move, she stares daggers through Moose. Moose stops laughing and gets real close to Fire and gets serious>

MHJ: two…….and I never, ever, thought I would say this about you. Hell, though, maybe something snapped? Maybe our best of seven changed you? Maybe deep down, you took stock of your life, and maybe the reason you won’t face me is……………….you’re just a fucking coward

<Kai, Alex, Alexis and Lucky all yell at Moose, the fans boo even more and Moose turns and mocks them and yells back at everyone on Fire’s side. Firewoman lifts the microphone to her mouth and then drops her hands again, *batistalaughs* and ... turns and walks away? Her friends just sort of stare at her, and then she steps under the ropes and just hangs over the ropes, glaring at Moose.>

MHJ: So that's it then. No big speech. No ranting and raving of your own? You really have--

FW: I accept.

<Fire drops the mic, and jumps to the floor, walking off. Everyone leaves the ring, except Moose, and we hear Alexis talking to Fire as she walks to the back, but Fire doesn’t say a word>

Alexis: Are you crazy? You don’t NEED to do this! You have no idea what kind of match he wants! This is stupid, Fire THINK!

<Fire goes through the curtain to the back, Alexis looks exasperated then goes to Alex, Kai, and Lucky who are all in agreement with her it seems. In the ring, Moose just stands in the ring, leaning against the ropes with a strange smirk on his face>

Fade

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Alexander: *mumbling* Can you imagine; me losing to Mai. The ammunition that would give her over her brother who's never been able to beat me. That'd be funny. And Lexie beating Mai while I can't. HA.

Ecosystem comes up to Mai as she is wrapping up an autograph signing with some fans.

Eco: Hey Mai! Cool fans you've got there.

Mai: Yeah, kids are great! (She musses up the last one's hair.) Thanks for coming, Johnny!

Johnny: You're the coolest, Mai! I can't believe you beat Alexander Darling!

Eco: Well, okay, she didn't beat Alexander Darling--

Mai: Yes I did.

Johnny: She totally did!

Eco: No, she beat a weakened Alexander Darling who couldn't even stand up.

Johnny: He totally could! He was doing all kinds of reversals and stuff, and then Mai hit him with the Mai Time Splash--

Eco reaches over and closes the kid's mouth.

Eco: Okay, so first of all, it's not the "Mai Time Splash." It's the Savior Splash. Even the announcers said it. I know, because it's my move, because I'm the OOWF's savior. And secondly, there's no way Mai beat Alexander, because I've never beaten Alexander, and I'm a way better wrestler than Mai. In fact, why don't you take an autograph from a better wrestler, hmmm?

Eco takes a pen from his pocket, but the kid runs away with his autographed Mai Muyo picture.

Mai: What the hell was that?

Eco: Look, Mai, you know I'm all about making you happy--I just don't want you to get a big head. You know, you shouldn't have even wrestled Alexander, taking advantage of him--

Mai: Didn't you tell me to? Didn't you tell emit was the "right and honorable" thing? No, Junichiro, we all wrestle injured. Alexander was really beat up, and I will definitely be checking on him to make sure he's well, but at the end of the day, I've beaten Alexander Darling, and you never have.

Eco: ....I'M A TWO-TIME WORLD CHAMPION!

Mai: All I'm saying is that the kid certainly didn't want your autograph.

Eco: Of...of course he did! You know, he...he just probably didn't want more writing on the picture because...because he wants to masturbate to it. In fact, there are probably lots of pimply-faced teenage boys masturbating to you right now. Bet you don't want to think about that, huh? Well, now you are.

Ecosystem storms off.

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~~~ Chad Madison is ON THE PHONE!!! ~~~

Chad: Hey Partner! .................... He cleared you for Aerobics? Good, good. .................... Yeah I know, but you'll get to add in the weights soon enough. Get the cardio up to speed first, doc has the right plan. .................... I know, of ll the people to have them, but think, we will go after them once you're back. .................... Of course, man. We're a unit. .................... Naaah, Jos isn't that bad, other than his obsession with calling people 'cats'. .................... yeah, I heard what he said. I he's entitled to his opinion. .................... Actually, I'm heading to the airport in about an hour to head to Liverpool. .................... Yeah, I've studied all the tapes, but I figured a little live scouting wouldn't hurt. .................... Second row ringside. .................... You know me, I'm not getting involved. .................... Talked to her this morning. Alex seems to be better, but that's what they thought yesterday too. .................... So you and Bridgette have any plans tonight? .................... Awww come on! It's your birthday for crying out loud. You two get out of that house and go out and have some fun tonight. .................... You only turn 30 once man!. .................... Well then I'll call her. .................... No? Then go out and have a good time or else! .................... Alright. I'll talk to you later. Happy Birthday partner, and have a blast!

~~~ Chad hangs up and we fade ~~~

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~~~ Backstage at LBCW's Revolution, Chad Madison is standing against a wall. The show is over and various wrestlers and crew members are filing past him heading to the parking lot. Several of them stare at Chad as they head past.
After what seems like forever (but is likely just 3 or 4 minutes) We see Amazing Jos heading towards the camera, hair wet from a shower and his signature Ray Ban Aviators on to accent his suit. Chad down the last of his Aquafina bottle and tosses it in the trash as Jos stops beside him. Chad extends his hand ~~~

Jos: How'd you get back here.

Chad: Met the arena manager at an OOWF show a while back. I cashed in a favor.

Jos: So, whatdya think?

Chad: Heck of a match. Ending sucked a little

Jos: Thanks. That wasn't my business. Dude pissed off the wrong people.

Chad: I'll admit, I was

Jos: .. Amazed

Chad: ... impressed (smiling) Although it's going to take more than that for you to go 2-0 this month.

Jos: We'll see. Gotta run, bigwigs have a little shindig planned. Unless you wanna join me? See if a couple of Tejas boys can make some noise up in here?

Chad: Tempting.

Jos: C'mon. Women, Cristal, recipe for a great time. Chase some pus...

Chad: (cuts him off) Maybe another time. Have fun

Jos: See you in Germany, dude

~~~ Jos strolls past. Chad waits a moment, then heads the opposite direction as we fade... ~~~

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We cut to the bedroom of Matt Folz's hotel suite. We see him lying in bed, eyes glazed over, laptop in front of him as Jaime McAllister comes in.

JM: You've been on that thing all day, what in the hell are you doing?

MF: Rewatching video clips of every match Darling and I have had. He's the one guy I haven't had much, if any, success against and it pisses me off. I'm surprised he hasn't gone on one of his 25 minute, 3500 word, coma inducing promos about it yet.

JM: Well, he's supposedly not himself, you saw what happened yesterday.

MF: Yeah, I'm not believing that for a second, I don't know what he's trying to pull there.

JM: So what have you learned?

MF: I've come to the realization that I don't have to change a thing about what I'm doing in the ring. What I have to change is my attitude. See, I was treating him like what he is, what I should have been doing is treating him like what he THINKS he is.

JM: Ok, you're going to have to explain that to me.

MF: The reality is that he's not even half the wrestler I am, everyone with an IQ above your shoe size knows that. The problem is that I went into every one of our matches knowing that and was too overconfident. I went into those matches with just a little bit of an edge off, and he took advantage and beat me. This Wednesday, I won't be making the same mistake. This week, I'm going into the ring prepared to face the legend Alexander Darling likes to think he is. I am finally going to beat him, once and for all, I am going to be in the Elimination Chamber, and I am eventually...whether I have to beat Moose or Lisa Darling or whoever else, going to be OOWF World Champion.

JM: I don't have any doubt about that, but it's not going to happen if you drive yourself insane tonight. So here's what's going to happen: You're going to shut off that computer, you're going to take a shower and then you're going to take me out to dinner. And if you play your cards right, maybe after we get back we'll make a little video of our own.

Folz smirks and heads towards the shower as we FADE

[BookerShark]

*Bandaged up and almost packed up for Germany, Jos is in the Lennon Suite for the last time. You see the LBCW Champ pacing around, packing, talking out loud.

Jos: Looks like this is the end of the road. Liverpool has been like a home to me these past few weeks. They took me in and made me feel loved. Every time I was disappointed with a loss in OOWF, these cat's on the streets would pick me back up. Every doubt I had about beating Kinger would be washed away with a Pint and a good time from the locals. It's gonna be hard to leave all this behind.

It's whatevs, it's better I leave now before I feel like never leaving this place!

Don't worry, I know I got bigger fish to fry. Chad Madison is a tough opponent and i'm sure he won't take me lightly. Remember, what doesn't kill me makes me stronger? Kinger totally got me ready to school this kid!

Anyways, time to go and get ready for the next step in my OOWF career. You're ready to go ride with Papa Jos?

*Silence

Hey, are you listening?

*The camera pans to the LBCW World title, sitting comfortably on his couch

*Jos walks up to the title and picks it up.

Doesn't matter, i'm taking you to the top, with me!

[BookerShark]

<Moose is sitting on a stack of pallets in the back, HDB across his lap, running his fingers across the barbed wire>

You know, Jeremy Punswick, I honestly don't give a shit about your past. From the looks of things, it sucked. I am sure you and I could sit down and compare notes and horrify anyone looking on. I honestly don't give a shit what you do, or who you are in LBCW. I am sure you and I could sit down and compare notes between your time there and my time in Japan. Quite honestly, all I care about is you showing up this week. You can take DK Murphy out of the ring and execute him for all I care. DK Murphy, I don't buy your goody goody respect bullshit for one second, and if I didn't have more pressing matters, I would be happy to put a few lumps on your head just because Drink and Destroy pisses me the fuck off.

No, the important thing is, this week I get the OOWF world heavyweight champion, my sister, Firewoman in that ring for the first time since September 25. Lisa, once that bell rings, there is nothing Selena can do, there is nothing the rest of the Darlings can do, and if Punswick does his job, there will be nothing Murphy can do. I get you, one on one.

<Moose smirks and rubs his fingers over the barbed wire>

You finally agreed to my match. What will it be? We will figure that out later, Wednesday, I get my chance to prove a point to you, and the rest of the world. You may not like it, but there is nothing you can do to stop me.

Don't believe me? Then you haven't been paying attention.

Trust me

<fade>

[BookerShark]

*Darling Locker Room*

Alex is sitting on the couch and takes a deep drink of water throwing his head back to swallow the pills he was given by the doctor. He looks up and wipes his eyes before sighing and standing up. He notices the INC and turns towards it...

Alexander: Folz, I'll get to you soon enough but my god are you delusional.

Alex reaches a door and knocks before walking right in.

Firewoman: *looking up* What are you doing in here? No one comes in here.

Alexander: Oh, I just thought we stopped listening to one another and we can do whatever we want, whenever we want, however we want.

Alex walks around the shrine room and looks a few different items Fire has spread throughout the room. Alex is about to reach out and grab one...

Fire: DON'T.

Alexander: *looks closer at the item* Why?

Fire: Because for one, I put it there for a reason and two, it would piss off the loa it's for.

Alexander: Fair enough. So...we gonna talk about it?

Firewoman: What's to talk about? You risk your career, your life against Ghosthead and all I'm doing is my job. Wrestling the number 1 contender in a match that he earned.

Alexander: He also earned his loser leaves OOWF stipulation, but that hasn't stopped him from coming back and being his typical piece of shit.

Firewoman: I'm tired of everyone thinking I'm afraid of him. Of Folz. Of anyone. I've never been afraid of anyone in that ring and it's time I show that.

Alexander: And our promise to one another? Our pinky swear that we would never risk our careers again...our lives? Does that mean nothing?

Firewoman: You know it does. But I don't see you backing out of your match this week either.

Alexander: I'm fine.

Firewoman: You forgot you wrestled an entire match. You thought it was Wednesday when it was Friday. Don't tell me your fine.

Alexander: Look at me Fire. I'm fine. I promise. Just some typical bumps and bruises and I'm not risking my life or career against Matt Folz. Seriously, it's almost like a training session for me.

Firewoman: Stop it. You know you're not 100% and you're not backing off. So why should I? Because it's my brother? Because we almost killed each other? Because he hasn't changed at all? Because he'd be happy to bleed me dry and take everything from me?

Alexander: *just looks*

Firewoman: Oh. Well, it doesn't matter because none of that is going to happen. He's not going to beat me. He's not going to bleed me. And he's sure as hell not going to take ANYTHING that matters from me. So, please, just let me prove once and for all that I'm not afraid of him or anyone.

Alexander: And you promise that you won't go back down that path? That he won't take what makes you, you.

Firewoman: *nods* Promise. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some more meditation and prayer to finish here.

Alexander: Okay.

Alexander leaves the room and takes another deep breath as he shuts the door quietly. He limps back over to the couch and the end table where he grabs the bottle of pills and pops another two into his mouth as we...

*Fade*

[BookerShark]

SG - Scheme Gene standing by here with the OOWF Tag Team Champions. You all know who these gentlemen are... they call themselves the Saints of Sinners... Stank and LD Williams. Gentlemen, thank you for speaking with me today, let's get right to it. I'll start with you Stank. Congratulations on your tenth reign as a tag team champion, your second reign with this gentlemen standing to my left. How do you foresee this championship reign going forward compared with any of your tag team reigns of the past?

Stank - The original Drink & Destroy, The Five, The Saints of Sinners any way you slice it, all of those groups were dominate and feared, and in ALL of them I was a tag team champion! Gene you ask me how I see this current reign going? It's simple. No different than any of my other reigns. The Saints of Sinners will kick ass, we will dominate, and oh Hell yes... there will be blood.

SG - LD Williams there's no denying you and Stank's distinguished careers. They arguably overshadow most of those in the rest of the roster.

LDW - Arguably? There is no argument. You said it yourself. There's no denying it. You're looking at the two best... ever.

SG - Some would argue that despite your records you tarnish *LD and Stank laugh* you tarnish sirs... your accomplishments with your bad attitudes and your association with one Moosehead Jack. Your response?

LDW - Gene, Gene, Gene... who thinks that? You know what? Don't answer, especially if you are talking about our opponents this week.

SG - You're referring to Stan Fulton and Ecosystem.

LDW - Look, what they, or any others think, is of little consequence. It can't be changed, or altered. Our legacies are written in stone. Signed in blood. Tarnished? Only in the eyes of the weak. Every member of this roster to the last man, or woman, would trade their legacy for just one of ours... for half of one. Any of them who tell you otherwise is a liar.

Stank - And Gene... Moosehead Jack speaks the truth and is vilified for it. The fans...? They boo him? They boo US? For what? Beating up their favorites? Not giving a shit about them? Fuck them.

SG - It's not about what you say, gentlemen... it's your less than admirable tactics.

LDW - What's not admirable about winning? Hunter, or hunted that's what we do... we win more often than not. We do whatever we want, however we want... why? Because we can.

Stank - And we're going to keep on keeping on while everyone else is ready to write us off. Idiots... we've been in this company from year one... and have been a champion every single year. That changes only when WE want it to change. You don't like it... fuck you. Look at this... look at these belts. We are the OOWF Tag Team Champions of the world. Moosehead Jack WILL be the OOWF World Champion. The Saints of Sinners will rule the OOWF like no other... even if we have to burn this bitch to the ground. Don't believe me? Trust me.

LDW - That says it all.

SG - I thank you very much, gentlemen. The Saints of Sinners promising to burn the OOWF to the ground as they stand atop the Tag Team Division. We'll just see what the rest of the roster has to say about that. Stan Fulton and Ecosystem will get there chance when they face the champions in a non-title match, THIS Wednesday at Midweek Mayhem. Check your local listings. I'm Scheme Gene reporting live from Bader Germany. Guten Tag.

FADE

[BookerShark]

Meanwhile, Fire is sitting with her afternoon coffee, and she's joined by her brother, and rolls her eyes.

MHJ: What?

FW: This is like a thing now.

MHJ: It has been. Even since before anyone knew we were related.

FW: Well, go away, you got what you wanted.

MHJ: Indeed, I did. So what was it? That I called you a coward?

FW: You know...Patrick called me a coward. It was the second to last thing he ever said to me.

MHJ: Your point?

FW: You know damn well, why that clause was put in my contract. Hell, our best of seven series showed that we can't be in the ring without destroying each other, and we would have done it too, if it weren't for Alex and ...whoever that was that threw your towel in.

MHJ: Clio.

FW: Who?

MHJ: Cute. Say, how is Little Alex doing?

FW: Like you care.

MHJ: I don't, but I don't need you worrying about him when you should be focusing on me. Plus....

Moose removes his hand from behind his back and presents Fire with more ice cream. Her eyes light up at first, and then she tries to cover it, but Moose notices.

MHJ: You can have it if you promise not to throw it at me again.

FW: Okay.

He hands it to her. She starts eating it.

FW: Why?

MHJ: I have no idea what you see in him at all. But....I know you're upset. So....ice cream.

FW: Oh.....is it laced with poison?

MHJ: Dammit, Fire, why can't I just do something nice for my sister?

FW: *shrugs* I guess now's as good a time to start as any.

MHJ: Fine. Have it your way.

He starts to get up angrily.

FW: ....wait.....okay, thank you.

He sits back down.

MHJ: So we're teaming against each other with the rookies.

FW: I saw. DK isn't really a rookie anymore though. I guess since I accepted your challenge, Selena has determined that means all's fair.

MHJ: Speaking of, what kind of match you want?

FW: Huh?

MHJ: Well, we kind of outdid ourselves with the best of seven, and people have been clamoring for a rematch.

FW: "People" have not. You have.

MHJ: I'm people.

FW: Barely.

MHJ: Fire, all I want is what's fair, what I've earned.

FW: *practically snorting ice cream out of her nose* Since when does Moosehead Jack care about "fair?"

MHJ: Since Moosehead Jack won the Invitational.

FW: Whatevs. I'm not sure what exactly qualifies as "fair" about trying to take your own sister's championship, but I guess it's pretty much par for the course. Thanks for the ice cream bro. I'm sure you and Selena will come up with some sort of sadistic evil 60 minute match that will leave us both hovering near death. Again.

MHJ: Let's hope! Although maybe not. I'm not her favorite uncle anymore, and you and Poe have been AWFULLY tight lately. I'd give anything to know what that's all about.

FW: *smiling* Would you, now....

MHJ: I'm not going to ask because I know you're not telling me. But I thought you should know, I've noticed.

FW: Whatever. You don't scare me, you know.

MHJ: Hell, I know that. I only said you were a coward to get you to agree. I know there's only one person in the ring you've ever been really scared of.

Fire and Moose lock eyes.

MHJ: And....I should have done more about that.

The siblings stare for a bit longer, then Fire looks down uncomfortably.

FW: Yeah, well....past is past.

MHJ: I guess it is.

There's an uncomfortable pause.

MHJ: What about......60 minute Iron Person match, no dq, no countout?

FW: What about go fuck yourself?

Firewoman gets up and storms off as Moose just leans back in his chair and laughs.

[BookerShark]

**Stank and Stanley the Duck are walking in the Hallway of Random Interviews.**

S: “I don’t know. Stan’s awfully fast for a big guy.”

Stanley: “Quack.”

**SFJ#47 rushes up.**

SFJ#47: “Congratulations on regaining the tag team titles!”

S: “Well, it was only a matter of ti-”

SFJ#47: “Actually, I was talking to Stanley.”

**SFJ#47 and Stanley walk down the hall, talking animatedly.**

S: “You were talking to the duck….BILLY DEE!”

**L.D. Williams rounds the corner, putting away his cell phone.**

LDW: “Sorry, Ma tends to chatter - where‘s Stanley?”

S: “Apparently the duck thinks he’s Chad Madison.”

LDW: “That’s…an image I didn’t need.”

S: “It’s kind of hard to have a reign of terror when your partner is managed by a duck.”

**Williams drives a knee into the stomach of a passing indy worked and KILLS him with a Canadian Destroyer. He rolls to his feet and continues walking as though nothing happened.**

LDW: “You were saying?”

S: “Never mind.”

<fade>

[BookerShark]

SG - LD Williams there's no denying you and Stank's distinguished careers. They arguably overshadow most of those in the rest of the roster.

LDW - Arguably? There is no argument. You said it yourself. There's no denying it. You're looking at the two best... ever.

Ecosystem approaches Stank and LD Williams, with a dead serious look on his face.

Eco: You know, I don't hate either of you. I've always liked you, LD, and Stank, you've seen me at my most psychotic give you respect. But I hate this idea you two propagate. This idea...that you're the best ever.

I'm the best. I'm the Best In The World.

Stank and LD start laughing.

Eco: Keep laughing. I'm sure you two don't think it's true--

Stank: Eco, NO ONE thinks that's true! Literally no one.

Eco: I am a Hall of Famer--

Stank: For your business acumen.

Eco: I was a two-time World Champion--

Stank: Once for like, a week, and the other time you stole it. From me.

Eco: I was a Grand Slam Champion--

Stank: You stole the Intercontinental Championship to get that.

Eco: ...Dammit, I AM A SERIOUS WRESTLER!

LD Williams steps forward, seriously, stoically.

LD: Prove it. Because you haven't yet in nine years.

Ecosystem glares at LD, but walks away...

...back to where Stan Fulton is working out.

Stan: What's the matter?

Eco: LD said I haven't proven myself to be serious in nine years. Cut me some slack, I was 14 when I started the OOWF in 2004!

Kayfabe sticks her head out from behind a wall, eyes flaring with rage.

Eco: ...erm. In spirit.

Stan: He's not entirely wrong. Viciousness is not the same as seriousness. Let's get back to training.

FADE

[BookerShark]

Tommy Wilder finishes watching the GM's promo....

TW - Oh.....Kay....... man, this place really hasn't changed that much....

Elimination Chamber qualification match, with a chance at a title shot on the line! THIS is more like it.

Big prize, big competition - and first up is The Kai! Brah, I gotta say - your matches are a trip to watch. You got speed, skills, and a style that reminds me of....me. After the match, we gotta hang and trade stories, dude.

AFTER the match.

Until that final bell though, we got business. I know some folks see me as a goof - just some adreniline addicted skate punk who love to take crazy chances, and thinks stuff like the OOWF is just a freaking boatload of fun, and gets stoked hearing the crowd freak out while he's diving off some high place. But I got news for everyone. I got news for YOU, The Kai.

Glares at the camera

Pfffft... Bwahahahahaa! Oh dude..... I couldn't keep a straight face.... <whew!> Hahaha!!!

OF COURSE I'm that guy! Man, come on? Were you expecting some Ahn-old "I am here to crush you alll" bit? Nah... pleanty of other dudes doin' that. Guys like us? We want the competition. The rush - am I right?

The Kai, I'm looking forward to this Mayhem. It is going to be off the chain! After, loser buys the drinks!

Wilder walks off camera - Then leans back into the shot -

Oh, and dude - I like rum and Jolt. The good stuff, kay? Don't be cheap!

HA!