OOWF MADNESS 9 (3/31)Live from Monte Carlo, Monaco

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OOWF Madness 9
Live from Monte Carlo, Monaco
Sunday, March 31st, 2013


OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match[/u]
Firewoman (c) vs. Moosehead Jack - 90 Minute Onslaught Rules Ironperson

OOWF World Tag Team Title Match[/u]
Saints of Sinners (c) vs. Salvation

OOWF Intercontinental Title Match[/u]
DK Murphy (c) vs. Alexis Darling

OOWF Onslaught Title Match[/u]
Chad Madison (c) vs. Tommy Wilder

Elimination Chamber[/u]
Danny Taylor vs. Chris Evans vs. Mai Muyo vs. Ghosthead vs. The Kai vs. Matt Folz


Amazing Jos vs. Jeremy Punswick - Relaxed Rules
Banned from Everywhere vs. Cowboys & Indians (Dillon Walker & Ricky Soaring Eagle)
Rabbit Mask vs. El Jobberoo III vs. Christian Carter


Card subject to OOWF losing their nest egg by betting on Red

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Darling Luxury Suites and oh yes, there's loud noises of trashing locker rooms. Ah, the classics. Something goes sailing past Lexie's head.

LD: What the hell was that?

FW: Who knows....I can't believe it......

LD: It's just a tag team match, Fire, it's no big--

FW: NO BIG DEAL? LEXIE....He GOT TO ME!

LD: Well, he was yanking the hair out of my head, so--

FW: SO NOTHING!! DAMMIT!!

Fire overturns the sofa. Lucky comes in.

L: Whoa!

LD: So, helping me is nothing?

FW: Lex, helping you is one thing. Punching in the face, bloodying his nose, right in front of the referee? STUPID ROOKIE MOVE.....

A lamp goes flying.

L: Fire...you need to calm down.

FW: No, Lucky. I do not need to calm down. I was calm before the match, and that's what happened. I need to be the opposite of calm. I need out of here.

Fire storms out. Lucky starts the usual procedure of cleaning things up.

LD: What should I do?

L: Huh?

LD: Should I go after her? What does Alex usually do?

L: Usually he just lets her go.

LD: But what if she gets into trouble or something?

L: *shrug* He has faith she won't? Also that she'll call if she really gets into trouble.

LD: Has he met her?

L: I dunno, it works for them.

LD: .....so she usually calls?

Lucky smiles.

L: No.

LD: But you said.

L: Have YOU met her? When has she ever needed to call?

Lexie thinks and then nods. She leaves Lucky to his cleaning and heads to her room.

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*DK Murphy is in the Destroyitarium, drinking a pint of stout*

DKM: Tommy Wilder, that was awesome! I have been a fan of yours for years, and it was a pleasure to compete with you. I came out on top this time, but I know you will bring it the next time!

*SFJ 38 slides in for an interview*

SFJ: DK Murphy, you are facing Alexis Darling next week!

DKM: I have the utmost respect for Alexis, but I also am trying to bring back respect for this belt, and a win over Alexis will mean a lot for that.

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*El Jobbero is shooting baskets on an empty court, draining 3's. She then dribbles to the hoop and hits some dunks with either hand*

EJ3: Rabbit Mask, Christian Carter, it is not going to be personal. I have a mission here, and you guys happen to be in the way.

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Scene opens up and you see Christian Carter sitting in his lockeroom getting dressed when his door swings open and standing there is Jeremy Punswick...He starts for Carter but is immediately stopped in his tracks as Moosehead Jack vets in front of him. Punswick looks as if he inows he wants none. But he does spek his mind...

Carter...you stay out of my match on Sunday...Jos is mine not yours....you got me jackass...stay out of it.

As Puns starts to walk away...Carter stands up adjusting his tie

Jeremy...I just fought two matches, which I won and did something you couldnt do...and that was beat the hell out of Jose... Jeremy I told you from the beginning...dont worry about what I do...worry about what lies in front of you.

Puns looks even pissed now but with Moosehead in the way all he can do is turn away. Carter give Moose a nod of approval and Moose nods and walks away as Carter looks in the camera....

Jose...that was just a small taste of payback and you cqn believe it will happen again...can't guarantee when that will be but it will be when you least expect it. But it looks like I have a bigger issue on Sunday...a triple threat match with some idiot called Rabbit mask and El Jobbero. Seriously?

Not personal huh? Let me tell you a thing a two about personal. It was personal when Jose Reyna Jr. decided that he was going to embarrass me not once but twice. It was personal when my own brother stabbed me in the back and it was personal when I took him and put him in the hospital. If I can be in two matches in one night and win them both, it shows how big of a star I really am. You two generic jackasses are just part of a problem and I am the solution...for I am the future of this company...and the future is now...Welcome to the New World...My World...Welcome to MY Existance!

Camera fades to black.

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~~~ Backstage after Mayhem is over, OOWF Onslaught AND PHWF Champion Chad Madison is walking, wearing both belts at once. He stops, and enters GM Selena's office. Seated across from her is LJ Bennett ~~~

GMSa-T: Chad, we were just discussing a schedule for you.

Chad: No Need.

~~~ He removes the PHWF Title from around his waist and drops it in Bennett's lap. ~~~

Chad: I officially vacate this championship. Only wanted it to prove a point. And I did. You tell Mr. Walker he can run his mouth about someone else now.

LJB: And your contract?

Chad: I'm keeping it. You never know when it will come in handy.

LJB: I'll get this back to our champion, Dillon Walker.

Chad: You might want to read your own bylaws. You can't. The championship cannot go back to a defeated champion. Fill it in any other means you want. I personally recommend a Battle Royal.

~~~ Bennett leaves in a huff, making a scene of tossing his chair to the side. Chad slides out of his way and waves. ~~~

Chad: Now if you'll excuse me, I have a Championship Defense to prepare for. And good job on doing the right thing this time and giving Tommy his rematch. I hope this is a sign of things to come.

~~~ Chad spins and leaves before Selena can respond ~~~

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Jeremy Punswick walks out of the shower in his boxers toweling off his hair. A reporter comes up to him.

Reporter: Jeremy! I'd like to get a few words from you about your night tonight. Your team lost to Jos and Salvation and Christian Carter got in your way again. Plus you got punked out by Carter and Moosehead Jack after the show. How do you feel about all that?

Puns throws the towel down and spears the reporter and punches him in the ribs and face several times. He grabs the reporter by the hair and picks him up, then throws him headfirst into the wall. The reporter is unconscious. Puns finishes putting his clothes on, gets everything put in his bag. As he walks out he kicks the reporter directly in the face.

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*Locker Room Area*

LJ Bennett walks into the locker rooms with the PHWF belt and walks right up to Dillon Walker. LJ hands the belt over.

DW: I thought Chad...

LJB: Fuck Chad Madison. This is my company. This is your belt.

DW: But the bylaws...

LJB: Yes, the bylaws...the PHWF title is not an Onslaught Rules belt. In a normal match, the move you lost to would be considered illegal and therefore the belt can not change hands. But this is a warning Mr. Walker...do not embarrass me or the PHWF again.

DW: Yes sir.

*Fade*

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The scene comes up in the Destroyatorium, and we see Dynamite Danny Taylor playing with Shotglass. Dashing Victor Deniro comes over and places a round of drinks on the table. Danny smiles at his friend, and they clink glasses. The two drink in silence for a bit before Victor decides to start talking.

DVD: You get to make history this Sunday Danny, first ever OOWF Elimination Chamber, and you get to be one of the six.

Danny smiles and nods, but his smile fades when he sees that Victor is not smiling as well. Danny tilts his head in question.

DVD: I have to be honest, I'm a little scared going into this. You are in one of the most dangerous matches in wrestling against 5 talented performers. Five wrestlers who share one very scary thing in common.

Danny motions for Vic to continue.

DVD: All five of them had their hands involved in putting members of D&D on the shelf. I have nightmares that this time they could do it to you.

Danny makes bull horns with one hand and shakes his head no. He goes to elaborate more, but Vic cuts him off.

DVD: I know Kai has changed, and that he's proven he can work with us, but I have a long memory Danny, and I still can see him stabbing us in the back.

Danny again shakes his head no, and then makes the outline of a woman's figure with his hands.

DVD: True, Noelani was more responsible for that than him, and in my heart I truly believe that Kai has our back, but my head just can't seem to forget that imagine of him and the rest of the New Guard standing over Jack's fallen form.

Danny's eyes darken at the memory of what happened to his mentor.

DVD: You remember the New Guard right, and now you are locked in a cage with four former members. Even if Kai keeps it clean can you expect the same from Folz? or Evans? or Mai?

At this point Danny cuts off Vic. He taps on his head and shrugs, then makes the motion of a stabbing knife and shakes his head no.

DVD: You don't think Mai has it in her to stab you in the back? She is a Muyo after all.

Danny frowns and grabs a nearby piece of silverware. He pricks his finger and points to the drop of blood forming. He shakes his head no, and then points to his heart and nods yes.

DVD: You are right, it's not your blood that defines you, but your actions, and maybe hers have been more bad than good, but again, I have a long memory, and she did run with Evans and Folz when they were at their worst.

Danny then makes both his hands into mouths and mimes them arguing.

DVD: True, they haven't been BFF's lately, but they have used them not getting along as a ruse to set people up before, that is how the BKK formed after all.

Danny nods in agreement.

DVD: And then there is the wild card.....Ghosthead.

Danny grimaces at the mention of his name.

DVD: Neither of us forget what he did to Lobo, and you never really felt you got payback for that do you.

Danny slowly shakes his head no.

DVD: Ghosthead is smart, he can find a way to use that against you, and if he has somehow formed an alliance with anyone else in the match....well you would have to think you would be his first target.

Danny finally really sees how worried his friend is, and places a reassuring hand on his shoulder. He then points to his eyes, and then taps on the back of his head.

DVD: You are going to have to, this one is going to be crazy. And let's not forget to the winner goes a world title shot. That's not to be overlooked.

Danny nods, and smiles seeing that some of the worry has left Victors face. Danny raises his drink and Victor follows suit.

DVD: To making history.

Danny mouths the word Boom, and they clink drinks as we

FADE

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<Jeremy Punswick is walking down the hall when Moosehead Jack steps out of the shadows. Punswick sees him and smirks>

JP: Come to finish me off for Carter?

MHJ: Quite the contrary. See Punswick, I don't want you to think I have anything against you

JP: That's touching

MHJ: <ignoring Punswick's comment> It is quite conceivable that you and I will share a common enemy at some point, and his name is not Christian Carter

JP: <looking a little more interested now> Oh really

MHJ: Those Texans have already made overtures to Jos, and the Texans are close with Drink and Destroy.....do you see where this could head?

JP: <looking stunned> are you suggesting I WORK WITH CARTER? I HATE that son of a bitch!

MHJ: I am merely suggesting that this is not LBCW, I don't know how things work there, but I know damn well how things work here, and here, there are strength in numbers. Here, you won't find anyone more ruthless than the Saints of Sinners. All I am saying is.......keep your options open. No matter how badass you think you may be, one man cannot stand alone and survive.

Trust me

<Moose smirks and turns and walks away>

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*The camera starts and it's Amazing Jos sitting at the bar of his lavish hotel suite. He's decked out in a clean looking, grey 3 piece suit. He wears his mask and surprisingly enough, he has a big smile on his face.

Jos: Bonjour, bitchez!

Papa Jos, coming live from Hôtel de Paris. *raises martini glass before downing his drink* Love the shit out of my room! Shit don't come cheap either, luckily, being LBCW champ comes in handy. *wink!

Speaking of, I want to make an announcement. *Picks up his LBCW title from the counter, puts it over his shoulder and stands up*

I want to make something very clear to OOWF fans and the OOWF crew. I am the current and greatest LBCW Champion. After everything i've been through in this bizness, LBCW has become a home for me. Whether or not I have this title, I will always rep and bleed the letters "LBCW". As the champion, I am automatically an ambassador and will defend the name til no end.

Please do not be confused. My heart will always lay with LBCW, but if you know "Papa", you know I gots enough love to go around! That's why, out of respect for the OOWF crew, Selena and the OOWF fans....

*Takes the strap off his shoulder, folds it neatly and takes a good look at the centerpiece.

*After a brief moment, he kisses the title and places it on the counter.

Out of respect for OOWF, I want to request that we keep this title out of the OOWF picture. I'm leaving the title at home when it's a OOWF show. I got tired of hearing Carter and Puns talk LBCW in the OOWF. Everything we've done there means shit here. I want to be over on my own merit in OOWF, not on "word of mouth". Forgive me if it slips out from time to time, since i'm champ, but let me assure you, I want to keep the LBCW talk to a minimum.

Granted, Billy and Selena ever come to an agreement for me to defend my strap in OOWF, best believe i'm down! Ready to take on any challenger that wants to step up.

As for Punswick...

*A bigger smile emerges from his face.*

Buddy boy, this is more than just for the "title". After all this time, I FINALLY, get you 1 on 1. This is the first time, not even in the LBC'Dub.

Sunday is gonna be like X-Mas day, Jeremy. And just like a little boy going to bed, waiting for 12 midnight to strike, I have only you on my mind. I have dreams of tearing you apart like the present under the tree that has my name on it. That's what feeling I have on the inside. I can't wait til Sunday, because everything i've been holding in, since the day you walked in to LBCW, will finally be let out.

J-dogg, I am going to rip you apart and bathe in your blood. I'm going to stomp in your face, til you cry and beg for me to stop. By then, you will probably be unconscious.

I am going to make sure you never get the chance to cash in that "Title Shot" in LBCW. After i'm done with you, you'll be too occupied in the hospital, probably in a coma.

Look here Puns, that piece of shit Carter is far from my mind. He can talk all the bullshit he wants, but at the end of the day, you're number 1 on my list.

Mr. Cult Leader, I am personally going to get you closer to the deity you worship. You can thank me later.

People, buy this ppv, watch this online, pay for a ticket, because not only will you see an instant classic between Fire and Moose, not only will you see the first OOWF Elimination Chamber match, but everyone will witness a fucking MASSACRE!

*Jos' demeanor drops and a sinister smile emerges before the scene fades*

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Jeremy Punswick walks into a diner and sits down. There are already menus in the table. He picks it up and leafs through. A few minutes pass by and a waitress walks from the back.

Waitress: Hey honey, sorry about the wait. Our cook didn't show up, so the boss has waitresses back making the food, too. What can I get for ya?

Puns: Lemme get the 16 oz porterhouse, medium and some water to drink.

A few more people walk in and sit in the booth next to Jeremy. They whisper, but Puns hears his name several times. Finally, one of them turns around and talks to him.

Random Dude: Hey man, are you Jeremy Punswick, the wrestler?

The group laughs.

Puns: Yeah.

RD turns to his friends and tells them he told them so. A chick pokes her head you from the booth.

Random Chick: So, like, do you wear a speedo when you wrestle?

Everyone in the booth laughs.

Puns: No, I wear tights.

This sends everyone into hysterics, like It's the funniest thing they've ever heard.

RC: When was the last time you shaved? You look homeless.

Jeremy Punswick is obviously getting frustrated.

Puns: I'm not even sure anymore, It's been over a year.

RD: Man, I caught the show where you cheap shotted Amazing Jos and took the Lbcw title from him. Real sneaky shit, dude. Really sneaky shit.

Puns: So you're a fan?

RD: I guess so. I mostly just stream shit on the internet, cause wrestling sucks anymore and I don't feel like paying for a bunch of nobodies.

Puns rolls his eyes.

RD: This Sunday I'm gonna make sure to stream the ppv, though, man. I wanna see Amazing Jos kick your ass. If there's one guy I'm always trying to watch, It's Jos. Everything he does is....Amazing! I dunno why you're all butt hurt over the fact that he's so much better than you but, dude, Jos is gonna kick. Your. A....

He doesn't get the next word out because Puns slaps him and knocks him out of his booth. Puns stands up.

Puns: Ya know, all I wanted to do was come in here and get a steak, and go about my business. You couldn't let me do that, could you? You just had to be a dick.

Everyone in the Booth is freaking out.

RD: Look, man, I was just trying to pick at ya. Just trying to make my friends laugh.

Puns: You picked the wrong mother fucker to make the ass of your jokes then.

Puns grabs Random Dude by his collar and picks him up off the floor. He sets him back down in his booth and throws a couple hundred dollar bills on the table.

Puns: This should cover damages. Next time show some fucking respect.

Puns turns and walks out. As he leaves he hears RD say "Jos is better," followed by a bunch of snickering from the reat of the group. He turns around and RD covers his mouth. He walks quickly back over and grabs RD by the hair and knees him in the mouth. Still hanging onto his hair he jerks him out of the booth. Puns drags him across the floor and throws him out the front door.

Puns: I was gonna let you off easy! You just had to run your mouth, eh?

Puns kicks him in the ribs a few times. Puns picks him up and throws him back first into the nearest car, the back of RD's head smacking into the window, breaking it. He crumpled to the ground. Puns knees him in the chest. He punches him several times until one of Random Dude's friends jump on Puns. Puns gets behind RD2 and German suplexes him on the sidewalk. He goes back to RD and grabs him by the hair and punches him six times.

The police pull up and draw their weapons. Puns puts his hands up and is placed in the back seat of one of the police cars, and is driven away.

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GM the Selena is at the arena in Monaco, having a meltdown with a Production Assistant.

GMtSa-T: WHAT DO YOU MEAN MY WORLD CHAMPION ISN'T HERE?

PA: No one has seen her. She wasn't on any of the chartered transportation from--

GMtSa-T: BUT THERE ARE APPEARANCES!! AND A MATCH! A CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH!! A PAY PER VIEW WITH PEOPLE WHO WILL DEMAND THEIR MONEY BACK .... Okay.....look, hire who ever you have to....but FIND HER!

Selena throws a clipboard at the production assistant as he hurries out of the room.

GMtSa-T: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIGHHHHHHHHH!!

Fade

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In a creepy cemetery in Schaan, Lichtenstein, Moosehead Jack is WALKING~! and looking...well, kind of odd. Almost concerned. He turns the corner and sees a figure laying on top of a crypt in the distance. Moose stops, and his breath catches.

MHJ: Dammit!

He rushes up to the crypt and we see it is Firewoman. Her eyes are closed, and she uncharacteristically appears to not have noticed that anyone is close by. She has one hand on her stomach, and one on her throat. It's pretty dark so we can't see if there's any blood or not.

MHJ: I TOLD you these places were dangerous at night.

If we didn't know better, we'd say Moose was frantic. He immediately grabs her shoulders and starts to shake her.

MHJ: Fire! LISA!

FW: WHAT?

Firewoman's eyes snap open and she jerks up to a seated position, shoving Moose away from her.

MHJ: You're ...DAMMIT, Fire. What the hell?

FW: I was meditating.

MHJ: What? You were holding your stomach AND your throat...I thought you'd been--

FW: Stabbed?

Fire smirks at Moose, who sneers at her.

FW: I'm fine Moose. I was balancing my chakras.

MHJ: Huh?

FW: My throat and sacral chakras were out of alignment and--

MHJ: Oh, shut the hell up.

Moose storms away, kicking over a tombstone.

FW: Hey....what are you doing here?

MHJ: *turning around angrily* You missed an appearance! No one has seen you since Wednesday!

FW: Aw....how touching....you were worried....

MHJ: You don't miss appearances! Even Lucky didn't know where you were!

FW: I'm......touched.

MHJ: *frowning more* Don't be. I thought you were ducking me, so I came to drag your ass to the ring.

Moose turns to leave, and then stops when he notices Fire isn't following him.

MHJ: Are you coming? Or do you need to align more chakras?

FW: No, I'm not. You want me at 100 percent right?

MHJ: Of course.

FW: I'm not coming to Monte Carlo until that's the case.

MHJ: Fine. Suit yourself.

Moose storms away. Fire smiles a bit, and then picks up the tombstone Moose kicked over.

FADE

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*Destroyatorium*

Alexis is sitting at the bar as Spencer and Ashley do their bartending/entertainment duties for the patrons. Alexis lifts her glass of whiskey and looks at it as she swirls it around. Shotglass walks across the bar top and lays its head on Lexie's arm.

Lexie: How ya doin boy?

The dog looks up with "concerned" eyes.

How could you tell I wasn't feeling great?

The dog pushes its snout out and pushes the glass in Lexie's hand.

Smart little dog. It's just gonna be my first birthday in almost a decade when Alex and I won't be together. And besides that, I'm still not achieving what I set out to do.

The dog growls a little.

Hey, I like DK too but he has something I want. Ya wanna know something Shotty, when I first showed up here I wasn't supposed to be a big factor. After what happened in Japan, I didn't want to be in the spotlight. I was supposed to just be there for Alex and do what I do best and plan things long-term but reality had a different path for me.

The truth is I'm not sure I fit the role we've been forced into. I'm not a nice person Shotglass. I manipulate. I use. I do whatever it takes to make sure me and my family gets everything we deserve and want.

Shotglass growls and you can almost see it shaking it's head no.

It's true. I'm the type who had been willing to do anything no matter the consequences but after everything changed that second time with Poe, Alex grew into the man I always knew he could be. But it does leave me wondering where I fit sometimes. Am I just his sister? Am I just the other Darling? The one who can be their partner, their ally but on my own I just don't have what it takes.

Shotglass moans and leans closer to Lexie's face and gives it a nice lick.

*laughs* So you think I have what it takes.

Spencer: He's not the only one you know.

Lexie: How long have you been listening little sister?

Spencer: Long enough that I should slap you but I know you'd wind up hurting me if I did that. Alexis Darling is a fighter. Alexis Darling is a winner. And Alexis Darling can do ANYTHING she wants. So stop your little pity party, woman up, and be ready to put on another classic with a great wrestler.

Lexie: But what if this isn't who I'm supposed to be.

Spencer: *slap* This isn't you Lexie. I don't know what's going on in your head, but snap the fuck out of it. No matter what anyone else says or does, we all know the truth and the truth is that you make this dysfunctional wrestling family of ours function. You're the glue. It's not Fire and it's not Alex. It's you. So if you fall apart, we all do.

Lexie: *rubbing her cheek* Did you just?

Alexis slams back the rest of her whiskey as Shotglass scurries away.

Be careful what you ask for little sister. You want that Alexis Darling back...you may have just opened Pandora's box and you may not be able to put me back in. Tell you pal DK, I'm coming for what he has.

Lexie stands up and walks out as Spencer stares at her retreating form. Ashley walks over...

Ashley: What just happened?

Spencer: I think I may have poked too much.

*Fade*

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Dear Miss Selena Gomez,

This is an open letter to you and you only. I don't care if you happen to leak it to the public, just as long as you read it first and are completely aware of what this letter is.

After Sunday, it may be my last match in OOWF. I may never come back to compete, nor will I be able to compete in LBCW. Before you become flabbergasted with the announcement, let me explain.

When Jeremy Punswick and myself entered the OOWF, not only did we want to show everyone in this company what we were made of, but we knew we had what it took to take this company to new heights. Whether Puns wants to agree or not, we both had intentions to make a name for us in this company.

I tried my hardest to leave the drama in LBCW at home and amaze everyone with my hot smack talk and my flashy in-ring style.

Just when I thought I was winning everyone over, Punswick went ahead and publicly embarrassed me on OOWF television, over LBCW drama!

At that point I was beyond livid and wanted to rip his face off, just to get this over with and done already. A title match with Fire Woman has always been my goal in OOWF and playing slap ass with Punswick is not what I want to do in this company.

So after all this bickering, smack talk and threats, I finally get what I want.

Just 1 shot at Jeremy. You see, i'm no master marksman, hell, I personally think guns are for pussies. But you best believe I just need that one shot to take my enemy down this Sunday.

Unfortunately, the hatred and disdain in my heart is so much at this point, I know for a fact I will not be able to compete after my match with Puns.

Not because I will have nothing left to fight for, not because I have nothing left to offer in OOWF but because I am going to get arrested for beating Pusswick until he begs for me to end his wrestling career.

So in the end, you have two choices, Ms. Gomez. Technically 3 if you count going to my Hotel Suite and "further" discussing things in my bedroom. *Wink!* But seriously, 2 choices.

You can either, let this match happen and risk the well being of Punswick, risk the chance I could get incarcerated for a very long time and risk the future of OOWF.

Or you can simply call off the match.

You see, I don't just react to my anger, I hone it in and release it through force. Before I unleash a nuke in Monte Carlo, I want you to know exactley what you are doing and know that if you don't want this to end ugly, you might want to call this match off or have a fucking army, ready to pull me off Punswick once i've gone "beast mode".


You have til Sunday, please be wise with your decision, you just might regret it.

One shot, one kill, Selena. Dare me.



- Mr. Amazing

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*El Jobbero is watching Christian Carter's promo. (At least, it looks like that's what she's doing behind the mask - as Gorilla Monsoon often pointed out you never can be sure about someone wearing a mask.)*

EJ: It's too bad he doesn't have a little self-confidence.

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*DK Murphy strolls into the Destroyitarium. He pauses to watch El Jobbero's promo, shrugs his shoulders and walks over to the bar.*

DKM: Beer me, please.

Ashley: No problem.

DKM: I was watching OOWF-TV at the gym. I saw Spencer slap Lexie, but I had my headphones on and the closed-captioning wasn't working. What was that all about?

Ashley: You know, Darling family drama kind of stuff.

DKM: Oh, OK. Man, I used to think my family was complicated...

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*DK, Danny, and Victor are at a table in the Destroyitarium.*

DVD: You say you're 99 percent sure you know who she is?

DKM: Maybe 98 percent. I didn't know she could dunk lefty, and, if it is her, she's put on some more muscle since the last time I saw her, and her voice is a deeper, but otherwise, yeah.

*DDT points at DK, makes a walking gesture on the table with his fingers, and points to the bar. The camera pans over, and we see El Jobbero sitting there. DK nods and walks over to the bar and sits next to her*

EJ: UConn is playing. Don't talk to me.

*DK walks back to the table*

DK: It's her.

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We see the amazingly hot and talented Jaime McAllister holding a microphone and standing next to Matt Folz.

JM: Matt, we're a little more than 24 hours away from OOWF Madness 9. A card that is co main evented by you and 5 other competitors competing in the first ever Elimination Chamber match here in the OOWF. What are your thoughts heading into that match?

MF: I believe that it breaks down like this. There are 2 people in the match who have absolutely no shot at winning, 1 who possibly could if he gets a break or two, and myself and two others who have to be considered the favorites.

JM: Care to elaborate on that a bit?

MF: First off, there's my bestest, closest friend in the whole wide world Chris Evans.

JM (Sarcastically): I assume he's one of the people you consider a favorite, I mean he is a former World Champion, if you didn't know.

MF: Really? No shit, you'd think he'd mention that in every God damn promo he does.

JM: I know, he's surprisingly low key about it.

Folz laughs and then continues.

MF: Yes, Chris, you are a former world champion. In fact, you're the only former World Champion in this match. But what you and I both know is that you are a choke artist who lately can't win a big match if his life depended on it. Now I don't have to stand here and tell you my record against you, I've cut that promo more than a few times now. But what I will say is this: You've never, at any point that we've both been here, been better than me. Not now, not when we were in the BKK, not when we came up with the New Guard, and you sure as hell won't be tomorrow night. I'll bet anyone any ammount of money they want that your overrated ass will be the first one eliminated tomorrow.

Now we come to Mai Muyo. On paper Mai has almost everything you need not only to become a champion, but a DOMINANT champion. She's fast, she's incredibly strong for her size, and I can tell you from training with her that she knows almost every move and can execute them almost flawlessly. Despite all that, the reason I say she has no chance of winning this match is because of what she lacks: A killer instinct. My thoughts going into this match are "I don't give a shit if I have to seriously injure someone, I'm walking the fuck out of here with that number one contender's slot" Mai's are "Gee, Danny and Kai sure are really nice guys, I'm sure at some point Matt will see the light and want to be my friend again, and Chris and Ghosthead are just misunderstood." I want to go on and expose Lisa Darling as the fraud she is, Mai's giving her a friendship bracelet. Until Mai opens her eyes and understands that this isn't a Utopia, and not everyone is going to be her friend, then she'll sadly never live up to her almost limitless potential.

Matt Folz would now like to talk about The Kai. Matt Folz cannot lie to all those watching, Matt Folz is a fan of The Kai. Matt Folz finds The Kai tremendously entertaining. Matt Folz knows that The Kai is strong, tough and a damn good wrestler. Matt Folz thinks that if The Kai comes out last tomorrow, he could easily take advantage of everyone's weakened state and easilly win. But the one thing that Matt Folz, The Kai and the Millions...

JM (Rolling eyes): And Millions

MF: of the Kai's fans all know, is that all things being equal The Kai is just slightly below Matt Folz's level.

Now, moving on to Danny Taylor. Danny's going into this match looking for vengence against Chris and I for what we did to Outback Jack. And he's looking for vengence against Ghosthead for what he did to Lobo. And vengence can be a very powerful emotion, it could easily work in his favor. But it could just as easily work against him. If he goes into the ring tomorrow just looking to hurt Chris, Ghoshead and myself, he has no chance of winning. If however, he tempers his emotion just a bit and focuses on winning the match first and foremost then he'll be an extremely tough competitor. The last time the two of us were locked in a cage togehter was War Games, and that ended with him making me tap out. I give him credit for that and it's very possible it could happen again.

Finally, we come to Ghosthead. I don't have nearly the history with him that I do with the other 4 competitors tomorrow, but I do know that he's an amazingly talented athlete and tough as hell. I'd have to say that, behind me of course, he'd have to be the odds on favorite.

JM: Matt, thank you for your time. This is Jaime McAllister, reminding all wrestling fans to watch OOWF Madness 9, tomorrow night live on Pay Per View.

Matt and Jaime walk away smiling as we.... FADE

[BookerShark]

Jeremy Punswick walks down the hall of the arena for the show tomorrow. As he turns a corner he bumps into a reporter.

Reporter: Jeremy Punswick! Do you have a minute? Care to share a few words?

Puns: Uh, I guess.

R: The last time we saw you, you were being arrested for beating up a couple guys at a diner. How did you get here so fast?

P: I have a good lawyer. When you have a hair trigger like I do, ya need one.

R: Right, right. So are the guys pressing charges?

P: Nope.

R: That's gotta be such a relief to you.

P: Not really. I don't care. I spent far too long trying to be some good guy. I'm not some good guy. If some pecker head tries to make me look stupid in public, he's gonna hafta deal with the consequences.

R: Gotcha. Speaking of people trying to make you look stupid in public, have you seen the letter that was leaked on the internet today from Amazing Jos?

P: Nope.

The reporter reaches into the pocket of his blazer and unfolds a copy and hands it to Puns. He takes a minute to read it, letting every word, every detail sink in. When he finishes reading he folds it back up and hands it back.

R: Any thoughts?

P: Man, Jos is full of shit. He talks like I'm just gonna go in there and let him kick the hell out of me. He's delusional, man. If he thinks this is gonna be a one sided affair, he must be on something a lot stronger than pot, cause there is no way in hell that's gonna happen.

This is gonna be a war, you understand? This match isn't gonna be pretty. I'm not gonna go in there just looking to out wrestle Jos. I'm going in there looking to shut him up. I'd love to break his jaw, so he can't constantly run his big mouth. He talks way, way too much shit, and has talked way too much shit for far too long.

You know how long I've hated Jos? Since my FIRST match in Lbcw. He eliminated me from the Loony Rumble. In my debut. I got beat by that loud mouth prick in MY DEBUT. I can't let that shit go, man. I was supposed to go out and make and impression, and all I did was get tossed out like some nobody. So I trained my ass off. I kept my mouth shut and stayed on the straight and narrow. Along the way I realized I was living a lie, though. I was playing a bit part, I was never gonna get revenge for my debut acting the way I was, playing good guy. I heard the evil inside of me knocking, and I answered the door. Ever since, Jos has been trying to play it off like I don't mean anything to him, but in actuality, he's running scared.

You remember how he said this wasn't about the Lbcw title? He's right, but only to an extent. It's about revenge. It's about getting revenge on the guy who humiliated me in my debut. But, he also happens to be the Lbcw champion. I know, this isn't Lbcw. However, any physical harm that I unleash on him here is also gonna affect him in Lbcw. I'm gonna weaken him up and he knows it. He tried to play it cool, but I've got him constantly looking over his shoulder. He's worried that the New Age of the Dawn just might show up in Oowf. He's worried that through all the words, I just might be better than him. He's worried that I'm going to embarrass him again. The point being, I have the psychological advantage. I'm in his head. The only thing I'm thinking about are the different ways I can hurt him.

R: Care to explain any of those different ways you're planning on hurting him?

P: Haha. No. I'm not gonna give away my game plan. I will tell you this, I'm planning on spilling his blood. I wanna bathe in it. And after I beat him, after I humiliate him again, I still won't be satisfied. I want to end his career. I want to rid this company, to rid this profession of that piece of shit. I swear to God in heaven above and Satan below that I will die trying if I have to.

Puns turns and walks away.

[BookerShark]

**Stank and L.D. Williams are standing in front of an OOWF banner.**

LDW: “Stan Fulton, Ecosystem, in a few short hours you get your golden opportunity. One match. One pinfall. One precious three count, and all your dreams come true. Stan gets his Grand Slam and Eco moves one step closer to winning back his sister’s love.”

S: “But Gentlemen, when you’re in the ring with us, three seconds might as well be an eternity. Don’t believe us?”

LDW: “Doesn‘t matter. We are the Saints, and that says it all.”

<fade>

[BookerShark]

Early Easter morning, Fire is at the loading dock entrance, relacing up her running shoes when a large shadow falls over her.

Stank: I see you're back.

FW: Huh? *looking up* Oh...hey. Yes. I don't no-show.

Stank: You missed an appearance.

FW: *looking disappointed* Yeah....I did....I'll have to make that right with the fans. Lucky has some ideas.

S: When did you get back?

FW: About ten minutes ago. We doing this or just chit chatting?

S: Let's go then.

The two start their run, and Stank is actually keeping up. No words are spoken for a while and we time shift so we don't watch their first two miles cos that would be boring. After that though, Stank break's the silence.

S: Fire--

FW: Don't start.

S: I'm not going to. I know there's nothing I can do to change your mind about this.

FW: Good.

S: .....

FW: .....

S: Well, I guess the card's set anyway, so you'd probably be in more trouble if--

FW: Naw, Lucky told me I can change it. Drop the match altogether.

S: Really?

FW: Yeah, since my contract explicitly states "No matches with Moose" this is technically a favor to the promotion, and they would have no recourse, legally, if I wanted to change that. I mean there'd be problems with buy rates but Lucky thinks the whole "card subject to change" would actually cover that, so really they wouldn't be out any...what?

S: So you have thought about it?

FW: What? No. Lucky thought about it. A lot. And that was before Moose demanded no one at ring side.

S: Oh....I suppose he rolled out the whole thing about you two nearly killing each other last time. How you were in a wheelchair for three weeks.

FW: He mentioned it. I thought you weren't going to start?

S: Start what? You brought up what Lucky said. You two want to end your careers OR your lives....don't confront me any.

FW: Fine.

S: Fine.

The two run on in silence for some more and we time shift again. Suddenly they are joined by LD Williams.

S: Billy Dee.

LDW: Fire. Lucas. So....how's it going?

FW: Really?

She stops running. Stank and LD both run a few more steps and then stop.

s: What?

FW: Don't play innocent. LD doesn't run.

LDW: I have, on occasion.

FW: Only if someone was chasing you, and that doesn't happen often.

LDW: Not true. In fact--

FW: Save it. How many interventions do you think I've gone through? And this one...this isn't even creative.

Stank and LD look down.

FW: I am not backing out of this match. I will not be defeated by my brother. I am not scared of him. I am better than him, and he knows it. That's why he challenged me, and will KEEP challenging me. He came back here not because the board begged him. They didn't. They were glad their liability insurance went down. He came back because he can't stand to lose. He never could. It's why he cheats at every board game or card game we've ever tried to play. The fact that his little sister beats him often in and out of the ring....

Anyway, I'm not giving him the satisfaction. There's nothing either of you can say to change it.

Fire starts running again. LD and Stank look at each other and shrug.

S: You coming?

LD: Naw, car's around the corner. Good try though.

LD goes back to where his car is parked. Stank glares at him and then catches up with Fire. A few yards and then--

S: Sorry.

FW: Don't.

S: We just thought--

FW: Are you doing this to Moose?

S: Well, he doesn't run so--

FW: You know what I mean.

S: .......no.

FW: I thought so....look...it'll be fine.

S: Okay, well, I wouldn't be your friend if I didn't remind you...no one will be out there to stop things if they get out of hand.

FW: Good.

S: So you'll have to take care of yourself.

FW: I always have.

S: No, I mean...if it gets to that point...you could just stay down.

Firewoman stops running again. Stank again runs a few steps before he stops and turns.

FW: Are you fucking serious?

S: Fire.....Lisa.....I have a feeling....this isn't going to end well--

FW: I'm the one who has feelings. Before the match with Tytan I felt....

Firewoman visibly shakes it off.

FW: This isn't that.

S: Whatever. You know more about the 'woo-woo' stuff than I do. But since Alex isn't here to talk sense into you, you haven't been around for Lucky to do it, then yes. I'm serious. Do you seriously NOT remember how it went down last time?

FW: .....

Fire glares at Stank.

S: Yeah...I told Lucky that'd be your reaction.

FW: He was in on it, too.

S: ....

FW: He's so fired.

S: Well, before you do that--

FW: Save it, Lucas.

Firewoman takes off at a slightly faster pace than they were going. Stank sighs, and then takes off as well, but figures rather than push his luck, he won't try to keep up. A car pulls up along side him and LD rolls the window down.

LDW: Well?

S: Yeah....about what we thought.

LDW: Okay, well get in.

Stank sighs and goes around to the passenger side.

FAAAAAAAAAAADE

[BookerShark]

SFJ is interviewing Tommy Wilder -

SFJ - Tommy, any thoughts you want to share before the Madness PPV?

TW - First, I want to thank both Selena and Chad Madison for giving me the rematch. I know the first match got tossed out, but I could have easily been put at the back of the line, and they had the right to do it. But Chad is a straight up dude, and Selena knows a show stealing match when she sees it.

So here we are. Monte Carlo - look around! This whole place drips class and style. James Bond, tuxedos, limos, and babes in jewels. Old money and older history. You would think a skate punk like me would be out of place -

You would be wrong.

Look again. This place isn't built on money. IT's built on GAMBLING. Taking chances. Fortunes getting won and lost on a single toss of the dice. Prince or pauper - the odds don't change. Only how much you are willing to risk.

One shot. All or nothing. That's how I live my life, man. Right on the edge. So when I hit the ring, the odds always go out the window -

Wilder holds up two decks of cards tosses them into the air, and snags one as they scatter.

Welcome to Monte Carlo! We're going big! And taking every gamble we can! Hey Chad, you never know what could happen! But one thing for certain -

Turns the card to the camera - a Joker.

It's gonna be a Wild Ride.

[BookerShark]

*Amazing Jos is in his hotel suite, packing up, getting ready for the big show tonight.

*Punswick, Carter, the responsibilities of being LBCW Champ and making a huge impression in OOwF are clouding Jos' thoughts

*Mr. Amazing doesnt say a word while he hurries to finish

*After hes packed and ready to go, Jos picks up his bags, grabs his LBCW title from the counter, puts the strap over his shoulder and heads for the door

* Before he leaves, he stops in his tracks, almost as if he forgot something.

*Takes title off shoulder, folds it neatly and looks at it one more time.[/b]

Jos: Sorry baby, almost forgot to put you away.

*Kisses title and puts it in his bag.

Jos: Time to show everyone what happens when you fuck with "Papa"