Midweek Mayhem (3/27)Live from Schaan, Lichtenstei

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OOWF Midweek Mayhem
Live from Schaan, Lichtenstein
Wednesday, March 27th, 2013


Intercontinental Title Match[/u]
DK Murphy (c) vs. Tommy Wilder

Onslaught Title Match[/u]
Chad Madison (c) vs. Dillon Walker


Firewoman & Alexis Darling vs. Moosehead Jack & Rabbit Mask
Matt Folz & Mai Muyo vs. Kai & Danny Taylor vs. Chris Evans & Ghosthead
Amazing Jos & Salvation vs. Jeremy Punswick & Saints of Sinners
Banned from Everywhere vs. Ricky Soaring Eagle & Tatanka
Christian Carter vs. Johnny Icepick
El Jobberoo III vs. Joey Kielbasa


Card subject to finding Lichtenstein and not Luxemborg

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Puns: Jos, you little cheap shot prick. Tripping me? Seriously? You knew I had the win, so you go to fuck me over, but all you did was provide the assist. I still won, ya jackass. And I still got a piece of you, albeit a small one. So I see we've got us a match with a couple partners thrown in next week. Thank fuck. I'm gonna tear you apart. There's no getting away from it either. Bitch.

Speaking of bitches, Christian Carter. Welcome to Oowf. I didn't expect to see you here. It's not really a welcome surprise, especially with you attacking Jos. Word to the wise, bud, stay away from Jos. I don't need you fucking this up for me. Jos is a dead man walking, and he's dying at my hands, not yours. There are a ton of other wrestlers on the roster you can go after. I know, I know, you're still deeply hurt that Jos kicked your ass and retired your little so called world title back in December, but seriously, you need to fuck off. There are a couple things you need to understand, big guy. This ain't your little shitty backyard promotion. You're not a big shot here. You don't have your little fake wrestling belt to parade around with this time, either. You're not gonna come in here and fuck things up for me. So stay the fuck out of the way. I don't give a shit if your six foot seven or not, I'll fuck you up like cancer. Jos is mine, so butt the fuck out before you get taken out, asshole.

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The scene opens and you see Christian Carter sitting at what looks like a large desk. As the camera zooms further out, you see a large office. There are large stand alone windows wbich over look the city of Chicago. Carter sits looking directly into the camera as he begins to speak.

Jeremy Punswick...to think you woukd be estatic that for what I did to Jos....to sort of take care of your dirty work for you and thats the thanks I get...name calling and me worrying about what happened in December? Sounds like someone thinks Im moving in on his prey or something. And as for trinkets, what have you accomplished in your career? Not a damn thing...so sit there shut the fuck up and do what your paid to do..wrestle. So don't get you panties in a bunch just because you don't have that LBCW title that you thoudght you did. In other words Jeremy dont you worry about what I do in this ring or what I do...last time I looked, you weren't my mother. As for Jos...

You thought things between us were over didn"t you Jose...but it will never be over. No matter what you do or where you go, Christian Carter will be there to make your life a living hell. You know though Jose...things probably wouldnt have ended up yesterday like they did. Hell I probably wouldnt even showed up if a friend of mine didn't tell me about a little comment you made about my xGw World Heavyweight Championship. You have to boast about beating me in December that everywhere you go you make comments. I have to stomach watching day in and day out escape certain defeat to only escape from an inch of your life and that world title still in your grasp.

So I had a nice chat with Salina, and told her I want in. And she was more than happy to oblige me the satisfaction to be able to put my hands on you since Heroes. You disgust me and you better hope Jeremey tears you to shreds because when I face you...and we will be face to face again...I am going to make sure that you will never boast about beating me again. Because of you...I have been on a downward spiral in LBCW...but here in the OOWF...its a brand new start...and it starts with Johnny Icepick.

Johnny...I have no idea who you are nor do I care. What you should do is turn tail and not even show up for I am going to beat you from an inch of your life...I am going to visualize you as Jose...and you will fall from the grace of GOD..and I will be this right hand and devilver your Final Testimony.

Take warning OOWF...I AM Christian Carter...the longest reigning xGw World Heavyweight Champion...the longest reining champion in LBCW to hold a title...and the man who will put this company on lockdown. The LBCW cannot evade my vision and neither will this company, for this is a new life...a new world...with ever lasting life...Welcome To My Existance...Welcome...the the New World!

The camera zooms to the windows as it fades to black looking out to the Chicago skyline.

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~~~ Chad Madison, Zane Myers & Bridgette are WALKING!!!! down The Hallway of Random Encounters (tm), drinking some Aquafina, where they encounter.... a Randomly Numbered Sexy Female Journalist. Go Figure. ~~~

RNSFJ: Chad, Your thoughts about how your match with Tommy Wilder ended?

Chad: Well, miss, I..

~~~ Zane steps in front of him & cuts him off ~~~

Zane: I'll handle this. Dillon Walker, you came out and once again, stuck your nose where it didn't belong. Chad and Tommy were tearing the house down, and you ruined it. Well son, as I've been telling you for a while now Actions Have Consequences. And you get your consequences THIS WEEK! Live! from beautiful Schaan, Lichtenstein! (Huge Crowd Pop, (yes already. they're starved for wrestling out here apparently)) When you go one on one with.... The Cowboy.

RNSFJ: Care to add to that Chad?

Chad: Not really, my manager here just about covered it. Tommy, you deserve a rematch, and you deserve it ASAP. You get Selena to set it up, and I'll sign the contact whenever you want.

Now, Dillon Walker. I told you before, there's only one Cowboy 'round these parts, So what I gotta do is saddle up and round me up a varmit. (Stage Whisper) That means You. Bring that PHWF Championship with you. I'll take it and melt it down for my next belt buckle. You see, I warned you. You Messed With The Bull. Now you're gonna know what it feels like to Get The Horns

Now, as for you little lady, I don't think we've been properly introduced. (Tips his hat) I'm Chad Madison Ma'am. How about you and I have dinner tonight?

RNSFJ: Really? How Sweet!

~~~ Chad and the RNSFJ head off down The Hallway (tm) Bridgette looks at Zane and smiles ~~~

Bridgette: Same old Chad?

Zane: I'm afraid so. Same old Chad.

~~~ They walks away hand in hand, so we'll go ahead and FAAAAAAADE to black ~~~

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*Jos is backstage, getting iced down by trainers. OOWF camera crew enter the locker room to get a few words.


JOs: Are you shitting me?!

Christian Carter?!

Selena, you have no idea what you just did. You have no idea what danger you have put OOWF in!

Obviously, from what you all have heard, Carter is nothing I haven't already handled. But I guarantee you all, this company won't be able to handle the two of us when we go to war!

Carter, you and I are done. There is no unfinished business. I beat you fair and square and put you to shame, just like I put your shitty xGw to shame when I put that piece of shit company to rest. You think you can follow me and come to OOWF like you own this place?

This isn't LBCW buddy boy. There's no xGw crew to back you up, there's no bullshit contract where you make Selena Gomez your bitch and there's no xGw Title to hide behind.

You want my attention? You got it baby boi *wink!

Just remember, history is gonna repeat itself and your gonna get your ass handed to you, again! Keep your nose out of mine and Punswicks business tho, last thing you wanna do is stick your nose in a fight that's not yours.

Puns, you're days are numbered! You got less than a week to embrace life on two legs. You're either gonna crawl out of the ring or be carried out in a stretcher. That's after i'm done mopping up your blood from the ring with your beard.

Oh yeah, Saints of Sinners, there's no way you're getting in between me and Puns! You get in my face, I kick your faces, off your face!

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Firewoman is WATCHING~! OOWF promos when LD and Stank flank her on either side. They flash "peace signs" at each other, and Stank hands Fire a coffee.

FW: Hey, thanks for the coffee.

S: If you can call it that. All the whipped cream and flavoring barely makes it--

LDW: Another new guy?

FW: *sipping* Yeah. Chris Carter...didn't he play for the Vikings? That'll make Stan happy.

S: That's Cris Carter. THIS is Christian Carter. Different guy.

FW: Oh. Too bad, I like vikings. Have you guys seen that show on History Channel?

LDW: No.

FW: Okay, fine, what do you want?

S: Let's sit.

They go over to a table

LDW: About your match--

S: We are trying to figure out who is in your corner and who is in Moose's.

FW: I don't need either of you, it's a tag team match. Alexis is in my corner and she's perfectly capable--

LDW: She is, and we are not talking about that match, although I'm sure that'll get out of control within about 5 seconds. We are talking about at the PPV.

S: Ninety minutes is a long time for you and Moose to keep your cool. Hell, ninety SECONDS is a long--

FW: It will be fine.

S: Still...We can't decide.

LDW: There's disadvantages for both of us in either corner.

FW: You are so positive sounding. I totally appreciate this supportive attitude you both have.

S: I mean, Moose is vicious, but then you've got this vindictive 'when you least expect it' thing--

LDW: And when we say Moose is more vicious, that's in sort of 100ths of degrees, so don't go getting that offended look you've got.

FW: So why would either of us need to be vicious with either of you? Just don't do any thing stupid like throwing towels in, or otherwise interfering and we'll be fine.

LDW: Fire...we are not going to let you kill each other. We will interfere if it starts heading that way.

FW: It's Onslaught rules....why does no one see that?

S: Tell me, Fire. Can you do significant damage to someone in a completely straight up match, no weapons, no funky rules, no cheating?

Fire starts to smile, and then suddenly stops herself.

LDW: See?

FW: Fine. Whatever. Do what you gotta do.

LDW: We will. It's still our world.

S: Okay, I've decided. I'll take Fire's corner.

LDW: Then I'll take Moose's. He'd probably be more likely to listen to me than he would you.

S: True. And I know you have this big brother vibe going with Fire, but sometimes you're too soft on her, a problem I do not share.

FW: Hey, sitting right here.

LDW: I know...It's not like I don't KNOW she's capable of handling herself and doing very bad things, but there's just ... I think Mama's soft spot for her has rubbed off a little.

FW: Still here, guys!

S: Maybe. Whereas I'm used to dealing with the crazy, thanks to Jared, so I can just see right through the bullshit.

FW: You two have a nice day.

Fire gets up annoyed, with her coffee and walks away as Stank and LD continue their comparisons. Eventually, LD slides a couple of fives toward LD.

S: I told you I could get her to storm away.

LDW: Like a fiddle. Here's your ten bucks.

FADE

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*Destroyatorium*

Alexis Darling is sitting at a table with Spencer, Ashley, Danny & Kai and there's lots of basketball being shown on the televisions, but the main tv is as always showing OOWF-TV.

Spencer: Alex must be loving having a break this week.

Danny: *shrugs his shoulders in confusion*

Lexie: My brother is a sports junkie and this weekend is always one of his favorites with all the tournament games. He's probably on the phone constantly with the sports books in Vegas. I've tried to get through to him and there's no answer.

Ashley: Maybe he's busy rehabbing?

Kai: The Kai knows Alexander Darling. Alexander Darling is doing all he can to get back soon, but The Kai knows Alex is taking a few days off right now. Lex, remember that one weekend when The Kai and his brother took the Darlings to that bar?

Lexie: *laughing* My brother throwing bottles at a bunch of televisions because his beloved Big East shit the bed as usual. Good times.

Danny: *reaches around the table and grabs Spencer and Lexie's bottles.*

Spencer: Hey.

Danny: *pointed glare and then points at Lexie's DEA jersey.*

Lexie: Fine...it may, just a little, run in the family. But that's not who I want to throw a bottle at right now. *Points at OOWF-TV*

Kai and Ashley turn around and they see the LD Williams & Stank joining Firewoman for a drink.

Kai: The Kai is confused. Why does she trust them so much when they've proven who their true loyalties are with.

Lexie: Friendship makes you do the crazy. But I just don't get why she isn't here with friends and family who are willing to support Fire for who she is and not the worst that she can be.

Danny: *makes some random hand motions.*

Lexie: Of course I'm worried about her. She's Fire. I don't know if since the day I met her that I haven't worried about her in some form or another. And to put herself into a position where she's back in the ring with someone who clearly doesn't care about her and then to surround herself with his 2 grand-slam caliber lackeys.

Ashley: Oh, they're not going to be happy.

Lexie: Truth fucking hurts. The fact is no one has ever diminished what Stank and LD have accomplished, but the fact is every single time Moose tells them to jump, they don't even ask how high, they just jump. And this isn't coming from someone who doesn't know what it's like to be drawn into that charisma. Been there, done that, got the scars emblazoned on my soul.

Kai: It wasn't all bad.

Lexie: No...not all bad. But it doesn't mean it's good for you long-term. And here's the bottom line...I know what Stank thinks of Eco. I witnessed what LD did to Tytan. Eco and Tytan are peons compared to what Moose is capable of. But there they stand on either side of him ready to do his bidding. Ready to attack anyone who dares step up and call them on their bullshit. So, once again, here I stand and as a favorite of mine used to say, Beat Me If You Can, Survive If I Let You.

Danny: *grabs a towel hanging on the edge of the booth and puts it over his head.*

Everyone laughs as we...

*Fade*

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As everyone continues laughing, Dashing Victor Deniro comes over to join them. He gives a subtle smile to Alexis, who returns it. He has this weeks lineup in his hands.

DVD: Glad to see everyone is in a good mood, sorry I'm about to ruin it.

Spencer: How is that Vic?

DVD: I have the match list, this week, you two (he points to The Kai and Danny) team up in a triple threat tag match.

The Kai: The Kai has no problem working with Danny, who are we facing?

DVD: Well, the first team is Matt Folz and Mai Muyo.

The Kai: Folz got lucky this week, if The Kai had not been struck from behind, he would have won that match. The Kai looks forward to getting his hands on him again, and Mai...

Lexie: May be crazy.

Everyone chuckles a little.

DVD: Maybe, but she is also one hell of a competitor, it would be a mistake to take her lightly.

Danny nods in agreement, and then makes the motion of running with his fingers.

DVD: Exactly, Mai is quick, but Kai is no turtle himself.

The Kai: The Kai is a Brahma jackrabbit.

Everyone just shoots Kai a strange look.

The Kai: What? They can't all be winners.

More chuckles escape the group. Danny then nods to Vic and holds up two fingers.

DVD: (taking a deep breath) Chris Evans and Ghosthead.

At this, both Kai and Danny become very agitated and start gesturing broadly.

The Kai: The Kai would have beat Folz if not for that jabroni Evans getting involved.

Danny points to a picture of himself, OBJ and El Lobo, and makes the motion of breaking bones. As the two continue to get agitated, Ashley and Spencer try to calm them down. Alexis backs away from the bar and stands next to Victor.

Lexie: Wow, that got them worked up.

DVD: Evans and Ghosthead have a history of permanently putting D&D members on the shelf. Danny takes it rather personally, and it's kind of spread over to Kai and DK. If Evans and Ghost get on the same page, I fear what they could do.

Vic then walks behind the bar and pours two pints and slams them down next to Kai and Danny.

DVD: Focus.

Kai and Danny pick up and slam the drinks back.

The Kai: The Kai can't wait to remind these jabronis just what D&D can do. His brah Danny and The Kai will kick these roody poo candy asses all over the arena IF YOU SMELLLLLLLLAHHHHH WHAT THE KAI IS SURFIN.

Danny mouths the word BOOM, and we.....don't fade, as the camera follows Vic back over to stand beside Alexis.

DVD: You take care of yourself as well.

Lexie: It's just a tag match Vic.

DVD: With Moose, it's never just a match.

Lexie: I'm a big girl Vic.

DVD: I know, but I worry.

Lexie: That's sweet Vic.

Alexis plants a kiss on his cheek, and Victor begins to blush as we

FADE

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Jeremy Punswick walks into the room and sits down at a computer desk. He turns on a camera.

Puns: This is a message to everyone in the Oowf, from the guy that sets up the ring, to the guy who operate the lights, to the guy selling hotdogs, to the boys in the back, all the way to Selena. I know that so far I may not have been received so well by a bunch of you here because, well, I'm a bit of an asshole, but seriously, please listen to what I have to say here.

I know Christian Carter. Christian Carter is a fucking dick. This is coming from someone who is also a fucking dick, so believe me when I say it. He is a liar, and a cheater, and a big time ass hat. The guy is rich from outside the business and will rub that in your face too. He thinks his money makes him better than everyone else. He also thinks that the whole world revolves around him, which I know, is something a lot of wrestlers share in common with him, but this fucker truly believes it down to his core. Don't trust this guy. Nobody should trust him, nobody should help him, nobody should talk to him. He's a piece of shit and nobody should have anything at all to do with him aside from kicking his ass.

Puns looks intensely into the camera.

Carter, I'm not thankful for what you did to Jos. You pissed me off showing up. I want you to do the right thing and fuck off somewhere real quick. You don't belong here. I know you're looking for somewhere else to work since you've been bored for a while since your stupid little backyard promotion got shut down, but seriously, you had to follow me and Jos here? You claim to be some leader of men, some big shot in control all the time, when all you are is a follower. You know that Jos and i have become much more successful and much more relevant than you, and you're riding on our coattails. Well I'm telling you right now that if you get between myself and Amazing Jos there is gonna be hell to pay. Forget this one on one shit. I've got backup and my backup will not hesitate to come to Oowf and kick your ass and send you packing. Don't get in our way, Carter. You'll be sorry. A snap of my fingers will have the New Age of the Dawn here and all over you like a pack of wolves. Stay out of our way and that won't happen. Fuck around and you'll get yourself hurt. Bad.

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The scene opens up, and you see Christian Carter at his desk in his office, high above the city of Chicago. The camera has the stand alone windows in view as well, as Carter begins to speak.

I'm hurt Jeremy...I really am. You see, that boring backyard fed you refer to was one of if not the biggest independent companies around, and yet you bash it as if you knew it. Truth is Jeremy, you don't know shit. That company was ran through the ground because a dickhead named Adam, decided that he didn't want his company being over shadowed by this side project company, and had us shut down. We revolutionized what wrestling is today, and you sit there, with your thumb up your ass, with meaningless threats, because your part of some group in LBCW.

Let me tell you something about your group...mainly Black. That man and I are tighter than you think. Me and him went to war against each other, out of the word that I would try to beat out noobs, like you, and that word is respect. You want me to respect you and your wishes to stay out of your hair...then you need to show the same respect. Don't worry about me getting into yoru business, for you have to worry about Jose kicking your ass all over that ring.

Me getting the best of Jos on Mayhem, was simply a statement. A statement that no one is safe from the carnage that I will bring to this company. Jose was simply a peice of the pawn. I couldn't resist, and like he said, I will be a danger to people, no matter who or what. Jose knows me better than anyone else, and I know all about him.

I've been in that ring with him numerous times Jeremy, and he is alot tougher than you like to admit. I may not like him, but I do have respect for him. Wish I could say the same about you. You're right about one thing...I do believe everything revolves around me, and you would be wise not to forget it. I AM the future of Professional Wrestling...and the future is now.

So you can give everyone in the company here to watch out for me, and not trust me...well that works to my advantage, because trust goes along way...thing about trust Puns, you have to earn it, wether by pure will, or brute force. Just ask Jason Allen, well if he ever gets out of the hospital. You need to worry about yourself, for your actions result in your demise, just like everyone else here in the OOWF.

Jeremey, I heard your warning, and I have a warning for you, and everyone in the OOWF...My name is Christian Carter...I am the first ever xGw NXT GEN Champion, and the longest reigning xGw World Heavyweight champion. Proof that I have what it takes to take what I want, when I want it. It's a NEW FUTURE Jeremy...A New World...with Everlasting Life...Welcome to the New World...MY WORLD....MY EXISTINCE...OOWF...You have been WARNED!

Camera fades to black.

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<Moose storms into GM Selena's office>

MHJ: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?

GMS: What is it this time? Did someone touch your barbed wire?

<Moose grabs Chuckles and slams him in the face with a headbutt, then powerbombs him through a table. He turns back to Selena and slams his fists on her desk and glares at her. She stands up to meet his stare>

GMS: While I approve of what you did to Chuckles, I have no idea what you are talking about

<Moose looks at Selena and laughs, then wanders around her office>

MHJ: Awful convenient isn't it? Four days before I get what I DESERVE, what I EARNED, what I had to fucking BEG for, and I get put in a handicap match against my sister, and the one person on earth that may hate me as much as Alex. Why gee, who could THAT possibly benefit?

GMS: What are you talking about? It's not a handicap match! You are teaming with Rabbit Mask!

MHJ: When was the last time you saw Rabbit Mask?

GMS: Well, I......

MHJ: When was the last time he promoed?

GMS: He has been......

MHJ: When was the last time he even gave the slightest shit?

<Selena just stares at Moose>

MHJ: I knew it. <Moose wanders around the room again> You know, for awhile I didn't want to believe it. I remember the Selena from the Five days, the one who thrived on carnage and bloodshed, the one who had the V on her hand. <Moose turns and looks at her>> That Selena is dead and gone

GMS: I have a job to do

MHJ: And that job includes doing all you can to make sure I don't win that world title, doesn't it?

GMS: <glaring at Moose> Are you asking my personal or professional opinion on the matter?

MHJ: They're one and the same

GMS: No.....personally, after what you have done and said, I don't care one bit if you win the title. There was a time when I looked up to you, but that time is over. Now I realize it's all about you Moose, you take and take and take and you never give anything back. Now......professionally.....I have to look out for the best interests of the OOWF

MHJ: Which means keeping Fire, or someone like her as world champion........at all costs

GMS: I never said that

MHJ: This match is bullshit and you know it

GMS: <crossing her arms> The match stands

MHJ: I thought you might say that........GUYS

<Stank and LD Williams walk in dragging a bloody, unconscious Rabbit Mask behind them, he is coughing up blood, and you can already see where one knee is swelling grotesquely>

MHJ: Yeah, I don't think Rabbit is going to make the match on Wednesday, he is in pretty bad shape

GMS: <furious now> I SHOULD FIRE ALL OF YOU!

MHJ: Hey, we just found him like that, who knows who did it, those White Hats over in the Destroyitarium have nasty tempers

GMS: <getting in Moose's face> I should make it a TRUE handicap match now, just for this

MHJ: <laughing>and risk the pay per view match? No. You're not going to do that. You are all about the bottom line Selena, and while you and the rest of the suits don't want me to win the title, you want the buyrates that come with it, and if Firewoman is facing a broken, beaten Moosehad Jack.......no one is going to buy that. So this is what is going to happen, I am going to pick another partner, one that I know will have my back, even for only one match, and THEN I will face Fire and Lexie. Otherwise.....I will march my ass to that ring Wednesday, and the second the bell rings, I am going to punch the referee right in the face and draw a disqualification, and walk right out of that ring before either of them can do your dirty work

GMS: You touch the referee, and I will suspend you

MHJ: Before the match? I don't think so. Beside......it doesn't even have to come to that. I mean really, how old is Creech? A good punch could break his jaw, think of the referee's here

<Selena glares at Moose>

GMS: fine. You find a partner, and I hope he bails on you halfway through the match and you get exactly what's coming to you. Now get the hell out of my office, ALL OF YOU!

<Moose laughs and he, Stank and LD leave the office>

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Puns: My existence. New world. Longest reigning xgw champion. My world. Blah blah blah. You need to come up with some new catch phrases, because that shit you constantly spew is tired as hell. Or are you smart enough to come up with anything else to say at the end of your promos? You're just another big guy with a big mouth. Flapping your gums isn't gonna get ya anywhere with me, guy. You want some, you know where I'll be come next Wednesday. You got the balls, let's do the damn thing. I'm not some little pussy you can push around with your words, someone you can intimidate with your money. I'm not scared of you cause you're big and you like to run that fat ass mouth of yours. I can run my mouth with the best of em.

And you wanna talk about Black? You know Black? Fuck you. You knew the Reaper, and that mother fucker died, and Carpenter Black rose like a Phoenix from the ashes. You don't know him at all anymore. But he knows you. Don't think I haven't been picking his brain about you either. I knew the day would come somewhere down the line when we'd cross paths, so I had to study up. I didn't think it'd be so soon, but that doesn't matter. You see, Black has come to realize that there is a higher power in Lbcw. He's come to realize that not only can I help him professionally, I can help him personally. When he ran with you it was as if he was looking through drunk goggles. His mind, his heart, they've been freed Carter. What you don't understand is that I have awoken Carpenter Black. Now that he's found his true calling, he can see clearly now. There's no one holding him back. Once freed hill of his chains. I'm going to let him be everything he can be, unlike you, who just wanted him to look out for your best interests. So fuck you, you don't know Black. You might be running into him real soon though. I just might have to arrange that.

One last thing. Fuck you Jos, you stupid prick.

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Alexis returns from somewhere to hear Fire on the phone.

FW: Okay, Omar....thanks for the update....

Fire sees Alexis.

FW: Um...gotta go. Bye.

Fire hangs up quickly and puts her phone away.

LD: Since when do you call him Omar?

FW: Huh? Oh, I dunno. Well, time to go lift. See ya.

LD: Not so fast.

Fire tries to breeze past by Alexis grabs her by the arm. Fire stops, and looks down at her arm, and back at Alexis. There's a moment...and Alexis lets her go.

FW: Okay, what.

LD: First, you consistently have drinks with Stank and LD. They're your best buddies, and Stank will be in your corner for your championship match at the pay-per-view.

FW: They've both been good friends, yes. Like brothers.

LD: Speaking of, you and Moose have had some tender moments the past few weeks, since Alex has been gone.

FW: I wouldn't call them that.

LD: Working very nicely together in that bar fight against Ecosystem.

FW: Get to the point, Lex.

LD: And now being all chummy on the phone with Poe.

FW: And....?

LD: And? *Lexie holds up her hand as she counts* One, Poe. Two, Moose. Three, LD. Four, Stank. Five--

FW: Oh, don't be ridiculous.

LD: I don't think so, Fire. I know Poe made you some sort of offer, and you said Alex wouldn't be happy about it. I can't think of anything that would make him less happy.

FW: That's not what is going on, Lex.

LD: Then, enlighten me. You can also tell me where my brother is, while you're at it. He's not in New Orleans, or Florida, or even New Jersey--

FW: Not now...it's not--

LD: You are not leaving this room until you tell me what is up .

Firewoman looks like she's willing to take the challenge. But she sighs.

FW: Okay fine. Ninja cam, scram.

BLINCy nods and leaves as the door closes.

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We see Matt Folz and Jaime McAllister sitting in their suite. This being March, of course they're surronded by junk food and are watching basketball.

MF: At least I don't have to watch this fucking Wisconsin team again this year. Beating Indiana in the Big 10 semis didn't mean you got to take the rest of the year off jackasses.

JM (Looking over Folz's bracket): Man, you are really bad at this.

MF (Smiling sweetly): Hon, do me a favor?

JM: Yeah?

MF: Shut the hell up.

Jaime laughs and then kisses Folz.

JM: Hmm, I know you're not interested in watching Illinois and Indiana win in blowouts, how should we pass the time til the next set of games?

MF: I have some ideas.

JM (kissing again): I'm very interested in hearing them.

Just then there's a knock on the door.

JM: Did you order dinner already?

MF: No, not yet.

Jaime shrugs and gets up to answer the door, opening to reveal Mai Muyo on the other side.

MM(Hugging tight): Jaime! Hi, been like forever since we've talked. Are you ok? Did you get the flowers Stan and I sent?

JM: I did, and I appreciate the kind words. Nice to see you too Mai, but you can let go, kind of cutting off my circulation here.

MM (Letting go): Sorry. Is Matt here?

JM: Sure, come on in.

Mai comes skipping into the suite, heading up to Matt.

MM (Going in for a hug): Hi partner.

MF: Don't call me that, and don't even think about hugging me. What do you want Mai?

MM: Was wondering if you wanted to get a quick workout in, maybe watch some tape after. We had some really awesome chemistry together in the last days of the New Guard, see if we can recreate that this week.

MF (nodding towards the television): I'm busy.

MM: Oh, that's fine, what time does basketball end?

MF: Midnight.

MM: Oh.... tomorrow then?

MF: Once again, busy.

MM: All day?

MF: All day.

MM: Sunday after church?

MF: I'll still be watching basketball.

MM: Really? You can't miss a game or two? That's disapointing, was looking forward to reconnecting with you.

MF: Let me stop you right there Mai. There are a few things I need to explain to you. First of all, this is quite possibly my favorite weekend of the year, every year. Literally nothing short of a nuclear holocaust is going to drive me away from the tv. Second, while I appreciate you being a great friend to Jaime, you and I, we're not friends. Now if you want to get together and watch tape and work out all day Monday and Tuesday, I'm fine with that. And you're right, we did have pretty good chemistry as a team when we worked out while we were part of the New Guard. And we can use that on Wednesday and put on a show. But next Sunday, none of that shit matters. Because if I have to break your ankle into 7 million pieces in order to become number one contender, I will do it without any hesitation or remorse. Is there anything else you wanted?

MM (Sadly): No.

MF: Good, now if you don't mind, Jaime and I were about to order dinner, I'll see you Monday.

Mai walks out of the room dejectedly as we FADE

[BookerShark]

**Saints of Sinners are with SFJ#47.**

SFJ#47: “Gentlemen, Can I get your comments on your match Wednesday night?”

Stank: “Amazing Jos, Jeremy Punswick, the two of you have been at war since you got to the OOWF. In the ring, on the mic, you’ve been at each other’s throats since day one. Now, a new playmate’s come to town. Congratulations. We don’t care

LDW: “Bottom line, gentlemen - Wednesday night is not about you. It’s not about your little feud, it’s not about the title that Jos carries around. Most of all, it’s not your golden opportunity to run with the big boys. Wednesday night is your opportunity to stay out of our way, and I suggest you do so. Not because you’re new, or unproven, or unworthy - although you may be any or all of those things - but because Wednesday night is about Salvation and Saints of Sinners“

S: “Stan, Eco, I can understand you coming after the titles, and I can understand you trying to play mind games - especially you, Eco. But calling us Moose’s lackeys? That’s tugging on Superman’s cape right there.”

LDW: “I was going to make a joke out of all this. Y’know, shuffle around behind Moose and say ’Durr’ a lot. But, the more I think about it, the more I realize that calling us lackeys is an insult not just to us, but to everything we’ve accomplished. It spits on the legacies everyone likes to think we’re destroying. So, we’re not going to take it lightly. We’re not going to play games. What we’re going to do is teach you why they call us the Saints of Sinners.”

S: “Don’t believe us? You haven’t been paying attention."

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[BookerShark]

Puns: Saints of sinners. Sounds like a shitty ass RPG video game from the 90s if ya ask me. Let me make one thing clear, boys. If you wanna act like big shit because you've been around a lot longer than me, you can both fuck off. I don't need your shit, and I don't need your help. What I want is Jos. One on one. If you're gonna get in my way, then you've got yourself another enemy. If you wanna work with me and just let me have Jos, I have no problem with you. I will stay out of your way if you'll stay out of mine. We can coexist, but when Jos is in that ring I expect you to tag me in. I'll do the same for you when either of those Salvation wanks are in there. Just let me have Jos and we're good.

[BookerShark]

*DK Murphy is sitting at the bar checking his brackets when SFJ 47 enters the Destroyitarium. She sees that Danny and The Kai look a bit irate, so she heads over to DK.*

SFJ: DK Murphy, you are going to face Tommy Wilder in a title match.

DKM: It's an honor to face a member of WCW, one of the great teams in OOWF history. The dude can wrestle, no doubt about that. I'm betting the fans will get their money's worth.

SFJ: El Jobbero III makes her debut at Mayhem. What can you tell us about her?

DKM: She appears to be tall.

SFJ: Seriously? "Tall" is the best you can do?

DKM: Yes. I'm paying more attention to my brackets right now. I had the cheeseheads going to the Sweet 16, but some of my other picks have been pretty good.

[BookerShark]

As the scene opens with what looks to be the inside of a small airplane, you see the door open and in walks Christian Carter. He sits down in a chair and you can tell the plane is starting to head down the runway. Carter looks out the window as his assistant, a young redheaded woman comes into view. She places something on his table and walks away getting in her seat. Carter grabs the paper.

Whats this?

Everything we could find on Johnny Icepick..your first opponent in OOWF.

Carter opens the file as you see some jerking going os the plane takes off. He looks through and then back at his assistant and nods. Carter then looks at the camera.

Before I get to you Icepick, let me address something that has been bothering me in my first week here..and that is you Jeremy Punswick. Im going to say this and that will be that. No more retorts...no more jaw jacking...and no more bullshit. I dont like you and I sure as hell know you dont like me...the one thing we have that is even remotely in common is our hatred for Jose DeJesus Reyna Jr. For you folks in OOWF..that is that Amazing jobbing jackass Jos. Jeremy...you have your hands full with him so worry about him...not what I do. I know my friends Jeremy...and perhaos you should get to know yours alot better. Good luck in your match.

Now to you Johnny Icepick....not much here for me to work with...however I've done great with less. You are not in my league Johnny. You will never be in my league...nor you will never beat me. You see you are the start of something thia company is not ready for. You are my stepping stone...and you will be taken out behind tbe shed and put down like Old Yellar! I am the future of the wrestling business Johnny and the future is now, for this here is the start of a New Future...a New World with Everlasting Life...Welcome to The New World...MY WORLD...MY EXISTENCE!

The camera fades to black as Carter looks out thw window.

[BookerShark]

~~~ Inside the Spin Hansen Memorial Training Facility, Chad is in the ring with some of Lichtenstein's finest Indy workers. Zane is on the floor shouting instructions, while Bridgette is in the stands, scrolling through the Texpress Facebook Page on her smart phone. ~~~

Zane: No no no, he never comes around for that from the left. masked guy, do it AGAIN!

Chad: He's gassed. Everyone take 5.

~~~ The locals powder out of the ring as Chad sits on the mat leaning over the ropes to talk to Zane, who tosses him an Aquafina ~~~

Zane: Hard to find good help this week.

Chad: The PHWF guys are showing solidarity behind their champion. It's weird, but whatever,

Zane: Well, if any of them get any funny ideas, they ought to remember I'll be at ringside to make sure everything is kosher.

Chad: Fine, but you go easy. I know you're working out, but you still aren't cleared yet.

Zane: I know. Hopefully by the PPV the Doc will free me up.

Chad: And even then, you ought to take it slow.

Zane: Slow! It's been 2 whole months! I'm in the best shape of my life, and all the cardio they made me do at first has me feeling better than ever. I'm ready to get back in the ring and kick some cans!

Chad: I know, I know. Look, these guys are done. Let's pay them and get out of here.

Zane: Let me guess, you have a date?

Chad: Naaw, I'm set to go to a fan fest in the morning. I'll need my rest. I just thought we'd hang out tonight and relax.

Zane: Sure, I think I've found some footage of Walker from before he...

Chad: I said relax.

Zane: Right.

~~~ They head towards the doors, while Bridgette handles paying the locals and we fade... ~~~

[BookerShark]

Firewoman is watching this...over and over.....

www.telegraph.co.uk/science/space/9949771/Meteor-captured-on-camera-in-US.html

LD: What are you doing?

FW: Did you SEE THIS?

LD: Yeah...it's a meteor.

FW: I KNOW!

LD: So?

FW: SO? There was the one in Russia....and then that asteroid that almost hit us. Another one!

LD: I dont think it 'almost'...wait...what is this about?

FW: You don't see it?

LD: Fire....

FW: The world didn't end in December because Ghosthead couldn't separate me, the moon, from him, the sun! But now we are.

LD: You are not, he's recuperating.

FW: Maybe that's close enough!

LD: You really are superstitious, aren't you.

FW: Hey, I say we don't take any chances. I'm calling.

Lexie shakes her head, as Fire punches numbers quickly into her cell phone and as we FAAAAAAAAADE.

[BookerShark]

*An open letter from LBCW Heavyweight Champion, Amazing Jos*


Dear everyone who wants to kick my ass,

Fuck you, Kiss my ass.



- "A.J."



P.S.

Punswick and Carter can eat a bag of baby dicks.

P.P.S.

Saints of Sinners, prepare to be amazed!

[BookerShark]

Puns: Oh I'm sorry, Carter. You think that because you say we're done, that actually means something to me? I haven't even gotten started with you. You talk too fucking much. Now that Billy Corgan isn't telling me who I can and can't focus on, It's open season, bitch.

Just because you're a big, tough guy doesn't mean that I'm afraid of you. I hope you understand that. This business is full of big, tough guys who can kick my ass. I plan on having my ass beaten in every match. Hell, I've gotten my ass kicked my whole life. You really think it means anything time to get my ass kicked one more time? Sure, you're bigger and stronger than I am. That's a no brainer. What you don't seem to understand is that I'm smarter than you are, Carter. Plus I have the psychological advantage over you. I have Carpenter Black. Black knows you better than nearly anyone in this business. And who do you have? Absolutely no one, because you're a fucking asshole without a friend in the world. Your own brother hates your guts. And do you know why, Carter? Because your an arrogant, big mouth, self centered, wank ass douchebag, that's why. You honestly think the entire world revolves around you. Black told me that you actually say that to people. The world revolves around you. Are you serious? You just don't get it. Black does, though.

Let me fill you in on something. People are going to accept the things you preach, your "New World," much more easily if you provide results. I saw something over in Lbcw. I saw something in the House of Pain. I saw them second guessing themselves, I saw doubt. I went and talked to them, gave them some advice, then a friendship grew from there. You know what happened when they took my advice? They became the Lbcw tag team champions. They saw something in me then. Leadership. Provided results for them, results that were elusive to them prior to the New Age of the Dawn. What did you provide? An end to your garbage ass little nothing backyard fed, your little band of renegade intruders broke up, and you had your precious little title belt taken away from you by Amazing Jos in humiliating fashion. You say all these big things, like the world revolves around you, like this is your world and your existence that the rest of us live in, but when it all comes down to it, you're a glorified loser. When It's do or die you die, every time. You don't win the big one. I said when I formed the New Age of the Dawn that I would win the Loony Rumble. Remember that? What did I do? I won. Results, Carter. I said I'd beat Jos for the Lbcw title, didn't I? I've done it once, and he may have snuck away with the belt due to a technicality, but I provided results once again. I've gotten into his head, and I've got him looking over his shoulder now. I'm going to take that belt from him again, and next time It's staying with me. You see, I do what I say I'm going to do, Carter. You blow hot air.

Also saw a broken man contemplating retiring. The Reaper, as you knew him. Left by his "friends" when his usefulness had been used up. He decided to go home. However, I wasn't as stupid as you were, to just let someone like him sit at home when I knew the dominant force he could actually be with the right guidance. You see, I didn't tell him to come back because it would benefit me. It certainly has, though. I told him to come back because I saw a man hungry for a fight, thirsty for that challenge again. I saw a man that could be molded into the image of destruction, and that's exactly what he's become. I provided something that he needed. Hope. A meaning. I gave him something. All you did was take. You took him for granted. You used him like a pawn, like a toy, and you cast him aside when you were done playing with him, just like the child you are. One man's trash is another man's treasure though, and Black is now where he belongs. The man you knew is ring gone, Carter. He's seen the light and he has a purpose again. He also wanted to have me tell you that he hasn't forgotten the way you discarded him, the way you just cut off contact, the way you broke him. That, and he said that made him very angry. Oh Yeah, and he'll be seeing you a lot sooner than later.

Jos, you're still a bitch, and I'm still coming for you on Wednesday. You have 5 more days of eating solid food, 5 more days before I drop you on your head, 5 more days before I pin your little ass again in the middle of the Oowf ring. 5 more days Jos. I hope you're ready for what I've got in store for you.

[BookerShark]

The scene opens up, where you see Carter, still sitting in his captain’s chair on his plane. He is watching Illinois take on Miami in the NCAA Tournament, where Miami just beat the Ilini. Carter flicks off the tv, as his lovely assistant comes up to him, with a laptop.

What’s this Felcity?

Jeremy Punswick’s latest rant in the OOWF.

Really? Honestly, I could care less what that egotistical ass clown really has to say right now. I have more important issues to worry about.

He mentioned you personally.

Let me guess, I’m a big mouth, I talk to much…and yet his promo was proably 10 minutes long about how much of a trashy company xGw was, or just plain old bullshit on the xGw World Heavyweight Championship. He has said that in his last three promos directed towards me...listen, all Jeremy wants to get the last word in. He’s too focused on me, when he should be worrying about his match, just like I should be focused on Icepick! That’s all I have to say about Jeremy Punswick. The guy doesn’t think before he does something very stupid…What’s the saying “Stupid is as Stupid does… Hell, even probably told Jos to fuck off a few times…just so he can act big and bad.

Yeah…we should be landing in London in about 20 minutes…I think Aaron is going to meet us there.”

Good…tell Sam to radio ahead to get the car ready…I want to get this done asap.

Yes sir..

She walks away, as Carter grabs his phone and then places it down. The Jet starts to shift, as Carter puts his seatbelt on, and the camera fades to black.

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[BookerShark]

Puns: Hahahahaha. And Carter takes the bait! I KNEW if I said anything you'd have to respond, you gullible, ignorant bastard. You're seriously about as easy to manipulate as anyone I've ever met. You're like a trained dog. I say "speak" and you do. You think that you can just act like I don't bother you, like you don't have time for me, that you're busy planning for your first match, well I know you better than that, Carter. I know if ANYONE has something to say about you it gets your blood boiling. I know you're probably sitting in your plane, thinking it makes you Oh so important, trying not to face the reality that I've got you rattled in your first week. You didn't see this coming. For once, Christian Carter didn't expect something and doesn't look like the super dominant alpha male supreme. I'm gonna tell you again, you don't intimidate you, and I'm not gonna quit until you and I face off. You know it isn't gonna happen in Lbcw because of Billy Corgan's policy where good guys have to face bad guys, and we've both been put on the naughty list. I've wanted to test myself against you for a while now, and just maybe I can get a freaking chance to do just that. So if you have the balls, let's you and me get in that ring and throw fucking bomb at one another and see who comes out standing. And Yeah, I'm getting the last word, ass hat.

[BookerShark]

Tommy Wilder is watching a monitor at the gym.... then turns to talk to the NCM

Yeeeesh. OK, who let Vince Russo out of his cage?

Anyway....

First, gotta thank the Boss-Lady for the title shot. I was kinda disappointed how things turned out last week - Cowboy I would jump at a chance to wrestle you again, title on the line or not.

And this week, I got DK Murphy. Another seriously talented dude, straight up wrestler. Should be pretty freaking awesome. Get ready to blow the roof off the place DK, 'cause I only know one way to roll. Full tilt, no limit, big air! The crowd is gonna love it.

Except for one little thing.

See, we're in Lichtenstein. Beautiful country, lots of cool stuff, great people....

But when we start going, and gravity goes away?

But we're gonna need a big country!