Midweek Mayhem (4/24) Live from Swanzey, NH

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OOWF Midweek Mayhem
Live from Swanzey, New Hampshire
Wednesday, April 24th 2013


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

Intercontinental Title Proving Ground[/u]
Mai Muyo (c) vs. Daniella Murphy vs. Chloe vs. Jeremy Punswick - If someone pins Mai, they get a Intercontinental Title match, If Mai pins anyone, they are eliminated from title contention while Mai is champion

Non-Title Anything Goes[/u]
Moosehead Jack vs. Poe


Christian Carter & The Saints of Sinners (Stank & LD Williams) vs. Kai & Salvation (Stan Fulton & Ecosystem)
Chris Evans vs. Jason Allen
Danny Taylor vs. Matt Folz
DEA (Alexander & Alexis & Firewoman) vs. Banned from Everywhere (Awesome Bill & Justin Sane) and Zane Myers
DK Murphy vs. Ghosthead



Card subject to Fonzie

[BookerShark]

Christian Carter is in his private jet, overlooking some paperwork after his match in Delaware. He sits around a table, when Felicity walks in, with her iPad in hand. She places it in front of Carter, as he looks at it.

Next weeks matches Mr. Carter.

Carter scans through, and sees his name with the Sinners of Saints…He has a smirk on his face, and nods to Felicity that he sees it. She picks up the iPad, and leaves, and he grabs his cellphone...He goes to find a name in his contact list, and hits the phone to call.

“Moose…it’s Carter. Just got the news on next week, wanted to know if they would like to go over things? Yeah….got it. Let me know the time and place. Later.”

Carter hangs up, and pus his phone up and goes back to his paperwork. Scene fades to black.

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[BookerShark]

*A prerecorded message has been sent to the offices of OOWF this morning. The vid has now been streamed and posted all over the internet*

*The video takes place in the Locker room in Sandy Fork, Jos is packed up ready to go, when OOWF cameras ask for Jos' thoughts*

Jos: I neither defied the odds nor was I denied. But for some reason I still feel like a loser. Oh yeah, its because I did lose!

Congrats Mai, you are a hell of a competitor and you deserve to be champion. Even when your belt wasn't on the line, you still stepped up and defied the odds, no matter how Amazing they were. Best believe you and me will lock up 1 on 1, when that time comes, prepare to be Amazed! Shout out to Alexis, heal up, darling. I wish I had seen what they did to you after our match. No one derserves what happened to you in that ring, I wish I knew. *Darby Sigh before regaining his composure*

Now to move forward, no more dwelling on my past and blunders. I had a bump in the road last week and ended up with a golden opportunity. I fuck that up and I end up with an even sweeter opportunity!

Tommy Wilder, Chad Madison, you guys are my boys! We have chilled together, chased some fine tail together and we've all competed against eacher within the the past 2 or 3 months.

You guys have always been cool with me, so when I was told I was in a match with you guys, I was stoked. When they told me we were fighting for the Onslaught Title, I was disappointed at first, but after thinking it over, my attitude has changed!

I know you guys style and youve become familiar with mine. We got the Fearless Tommy Wilder, he can defy the rules of gravity and use reckless abandon to his advantage. We have Chad Madison, the rough and tough Cowboy that will never say die. Finally, we got me, Mr. Ay-may-zing! The man with a plan, who can! The elephants dick, the whole enchilada, the Masked Radness!

You put all three of us together, throw a title in the mix and let us have the spotlight? Dare us not to Melt the faces of everyone watching!

World, be prepared for possibly the craziest, most athletic, competitive match you have ever seen in OOWF!

No hangings, no Douchebags running in, no weapons, none of that bullshit that usually ruins matches. Just 3 guys who love to have fun, love wrestling and love kicking ass!

Chances of us changing what you know about wrestling and raising the bar to new heights?

Very Likely!

Prepare for something Gnarlier and more amazing than a Nollie Bigspin in to a crooked grind in to a laser flip off the rail!!

*Thumbs up and Wink! before we fade*

[BookerShark]

(The backdrop is a black background with the St Edward the Martyr symbol in a glowing red as we see Chloe. She speaks with intensity and passion)

I....am a Martyr. I...am a Saint of Sinners.

I was conceived out of desperation, born into chaos, enslaved by righteousness, and emancipated through death. When Wyatt Cox died, Clio Neal died, and the woman you see in front of you today, was reborn. Baptized in the blood of the innocents, and resurrected through the grace of Moosehead Jack.

Clio Neal was always told that she wasn't good enough, that she needed to be more like her sister, who was much better. But still Clio Neal persevered. And even though a maniac tried to shatter Clio Neal's ankles with an ax-handle, even though Clio's sister clumsily fell from the top of a steel cage and nearly fractured both their skulls, Clio not only survived, but in a match where the odds were against her, with her back to the wall, Clio carried her sister to win the World Tag Team Championships. But before Clio had the opportunity to rub that victory in her father's face, he had the audacity to die. And on that date, his dear, darling daughter Clio … died. And in her place, the one who always made sure Clio was taken care of, Chloe, was reborn.

In Clio's time in the OOWF, no one. – not her father, not her sister, not a soul on the roster, believed in her, believed that she was any good. But one...man. (Chloe's voice breaks and her mood shifts from anger to wistful admiration) One...amazing man, believed in Clio Neal. And yet, every time he put his trust in Clio Neal, put his trust in me that I would guide her in the proper manner, I...failed him, I failed him at Hell on Earth. I failed him when I allowed Clio's sister to take us away. I...failed.

(Chloe regains her composure and looks at the camera with passion in her eyes.)

I, Chloe, the last Neal, stand with the Saints of Sinners, and I pledge my loyalty, and my life, to these three men.

To Lucas Mann, Stank, a man whom I have respected and admired, and a man whose passion and focus in the ring I try to emulate. You are a champion among champions.

To LD Williams, a man whom I respect for the amazing amount of class, dignity, humor, and violence you bring to the ring.

And to the man who...saved me...believed in me...forgave me my transgressions against him and the Saints of Sinners, who looked past Clio Neal's shortcomings, and assured me that I would now be stronger without the baggage of the past, and who accepted me back into the Saints of Sinners without question...to Moosehead Jack, I thank you, and I pledge to you my life in your service and to the Saints of Sinners without reservation or question, now and forevermore.

I also need to address a few other people on the OOWF Roster, and on top of the agenda is Lucas Mann's brother. Ghosthead. I apologize to you for allowing Edra and Clio Neal to abandon you when they should have been at your side in the battle against the DEA, who would have been DOA had I been allowed to participate. For that, I apologize. The only joy that I had in that malfunction is the way that you were able to destroy and decimate one of the most vile men on the face of the earth. And for that, I am in your debt as well. Hopefully the little boy will learn his place and go back to carrying his wife's purse.

(Chloe's tone becomes more angry.)

And that brings me to the overlooked Darling, Alexis. The little Emo punk whore tried to be all goody goody and then does an end run around the truth. Lexie, you're as much to blame for what happened to your little sister as anyone. Using lesser people as a distraction to get your shot at an old man. Spencer's gotten hers, now you'll get yours. Oh, we've danced before, Lexie. That is, you've danced with a throttled back, restrained, Clio Neal. You've never danced with me. You will learn that to dance with Chloe is a dance with death.

(Chloe drops the intensity and talks...respectfully?)

You think no one takes you seriously, Lexie? You think you're hiding in your brother's shadow? Well, guess what, Lexie. I take you seriously. More-so than your brother. You've got...potential, Lexie. You can be just as dark and evil as I am...when you're motivated. And I'm not talking about fighting some dimestore cowboy that's washed up before he gets started. You had some killer matches with Clio, with Glory. You can be one mean bitch when you want to be...when you're motivated...when you're away from that boy you were born with. Who knows, once upon a time things could have been … different. But that was back in the good old days...you know, the days of this... (Chloe holds up an ankh) … or this … (Chloe holds up a single red rose) The tides are shifting, Lexie. Some uneasy alliances are being formed. If you're with us, it'll be worth your while. But if not, (Chloe holds up the branding iron and cranks up the intensity) Get ready for some more ink to be added to your collection, permanently. Get ready to be marked by the newest member of the Saints of Sinners. You'll pay, for Clio's embarrassment. You'll pay dearly.

(A hand reaches in from offscreen to hand Chloe a piece of paper. She looks at it, frowns, and throws the paper down.)

It seems the powers that be think I need to prove myself. They put me into a match against three others for a shot at the Intercontinental Title. Mr Punswick, I like you. You remind me of...someone. But next Wednesday night, please, just stay out of my way. To the washed up WNBA Bitch, bring it. Disassembling DK Murphy's sister will make my day. And little Mai, we still have unfinished business. Clio really liked you. She saw something in you. All I see in you is someone to be taken out back and put out of her misery. If I get half a chance, Mai, I promise you. I. Will. End. You.

(Chloe holds the branding iron over her head, wild eyed and screaming)

I am a martyr. I am a Saint of Sinners. You will fear me in your death. Baptized in the blood of the innocents. I am Chloe. I am the last Neal standing. To anyone and everyone in the OOWF, a warning. Get in the ring with me, and win or lose, you'll never, ever, be the same again. Trust me!

(As Chloe laughs insanely, the light on her fades and the camera focuses on the red St Edward the Martyr symbol which appears to be bleeding as we.....)

FADE

[BookerShark]

*There is a building Thursday night crowd in the Destroyitarium. The bar is 2-3 deep, except for the far left end of the bar, where Daniella Murphy is sitting by herself, with a couple of empty seats next to her. Customers look over to where she is sitting, and tend to walk away, while she appears to be busy texting. When she looks up, Spenser Darling is on the other side of the bar, pouring drinks.*

DM: I see you remembered that pour I taught you.

SD: Dee, I can't believe your brother was here so long and never showed it to us.

DM: I can't believe it either. We were both bartending since we were 16, and he's almost as good as me. Bottom line, boys are lazy!

SD: So true! So what has you so occupied?

DM: My girl Brittney Griner came out. Giving her props.

SD: So is that why you are not responding to Chloe?

DM: Oh, the one who called me a washed-up WNBA bitch? Chloe, the only part you got wrong is washed-up. When I got suspended I lead the league in blocks, flagrant fouls, and technicals. I was just hitting my stride.

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<LD Williams and Stank walk into the locker room in Sandy Fork>

LD: Yo Moose! You ready to………go

<we see Moose is sitting in an overstuffed chair with the OOWF world heavyweight title on the floor. Moose is staring down at the title, empty bottles next to a half empty cooler tell us he has had a few. Stank and LD look at one another then grab a beer and sit down and stare at the champ. After a long silence, Moose speaks>

MHJ: You know……it all makes sense now. All those times I sat back and watched you two, and Fire fight to the death to keep this title…..it all makes sense now. I never wanted it. I always wanted to keep others from having it. But then, you two told me to chase it, to solidify my legacy……it’s like a drug. It’s like Him….

<Stank and LD look at one another>

MHJ: ….its addictive. There is nothing I wouldn’t do to keep this title. Nothing

<another concerned glance from LD and Stank, and they sit in silence for a bit, drinking>

MHJ: I expected to face Fire again. I knew Kai would get a shot. I know Folz has made noise about winning the title. I know Ghost has the briefcase. I figured Alex would end up sticking his nose in my business at some point…….but not Poe

<Moose cracks open another beer>

MHJ: Selena had to go. There is no doubt about that. And I did what I had to do to make it happen, if Poe can’t understand that, then he is blinded by his feelings for her. But…….I always thought he held the same desire to keep the Five a possibility. The way things ended…….even though he refused to make amends with Fire……..I always thought……..

<Moose lights a cigar and drinks deeply, Stank and LD just watch him>

MHJ: He wants a war. He has wanted one for a long time it seems. <Moose finally looks up> if this is a road Omar wants to go down……there is no turning back. He know me well, and he knows if you back me into a corner, if you push me, if you try to take this <picking up the title> there is nothing off limits. There is nothing NOTHING I won’t do to keep it. He would be destroying all hopes of us reclaiming our rightful spot in the OOWF. And for what? If he wants a title shot, fine. He can earn one just like anyone else, but that’s not what he wants.

<Moose stares at the title, then snarls a little and looks at the camera, clearly pissed>

MHJ: Omar you talk about loyalty? You talk about standing your ground and doing the right thing? This is a fucking betrayal. I called you a brother and you come back to the OOWF, not to congratulate a fellow brother on a win, but to spit on me and tell me you are going to go to war with me?

<Moose jumps to his feet and paces around the room and stops in front of LD and Stank, they both look at him>

MHJ: I trust you two more than anyone on this planet. When we go to war in that ring, I don’t even WONDER if you have my back because I KNOW you have my back! THAT is trust. THAT is being a brother! I thought Omar was someone I could trust, but the first time I show Omar my back, and he wants to put a knife in it. <looking at the camera now> All for the sake of a woman’s pride.

<Moose slings the title over his shoulder, finishes his beer and throws the bottle against the wall>

MHJ: If that is how you want it Omar…….so be it. I was one you could never bring under control in Japan, and that always annoyed you. You would push only so far, but I could see you hated to have your authority challenged. Well now I am telling you. I am defying you. I am DARING you. Step into that ring with me. Take that final, fatal step Omar. You want war? I will bring you a war you cannot fucking believe

Trust me

<Chloe walks into the room a crazed look in her eyes. She walks over to Moose and stands next to him. He hands her the keys>

MHJ: you drive. Shotgun

<Moose laughs and walks out of the room with Chloe, Stank and LD just shake their heads and get up and head out of the locker room, and we fade>

[BookerShark]

Meanwhile, in a small and empty parish church in New Orleans, Father Lou stands at the pulpit, looking out over the empty pews. After a long moment he lowers his head, and begins to speak.

FL:...Today we read from the book of Revelations. Revelations 19:11:

Father Lou clears his throat, his voice strengthening, his eyes never lifting.

FL: Then I saw heaven opened, and behold, a white horse! The one sitting on it is called Faithful and True, and in righteousness he judges and makes war. His eyes are like a flame of fire, and on his head are many diadems, and he has a name written that no one knows but himself. He is clothed in a robe dipped in blood, and the name by which he is called is The Word of God. And the armies of heaven, arrayed in fine linen, white and pure, were following him on white horses. From his mouth comes a sharp sword with which to strike down the nations, and he will rule them with a rod of iron. He will tread the winepress of the fury of the wrath of God the Almighty. On his robe and on his thigh he has a name written, King of kings and Lord of lords.

Father Lou's head snaps up, eyes blazing as his voice moves to a shout.

Then I saw an angel standing in the sun, and with a loud voice he called to all the birds that fly directly overhead, “Come, gather for the great supper of God, to eat the flesh of kings, the flesh of captains, the flesh of mighty men, the flesh of horses and their riders, and the flesh of all men, both free and slave, both small and great.” And I saw the beast and the kings of the earth with their armies gathered to make war against him who was sitting on the horse and against his army. And the beast was captured, and with it the false prophet who in its presence had done the signs by which he deceived those who had received the mark of the beast and those who worshiped its image. These two were thrown alive into the lake of fire that burns with sulfur. And the rest were slain by the sword that came from the mouth of him who was sitting on the horse, and all the birds were gorged with their flesh.

Lou closes the bible on the pulpit, closing his eyes as a large masked figure clad all in white steps from the shadows behind him, looming over the priest.

FL: For though the wages of sin are death, The pure and righteous have no cause for fear. For The Word is Just. The Word is True. The Word is Salvation.

FL: Let us pray.

[BookerShark]

Firewoman is SITTING~! at a table in the catering area, looking through some sort of papers. A dish of ice cream and two cookies is set in front of her.

FW: What's this?

MHJ: Your favorite.

Fire looks up at Moose without raising her head.

FW: I see that. What's it for.

MHJ: You.

FW: No thanks. It's going to just end up in my lap anyway.

MHJ: Fire--about last--

FW: I know... you think I would automatically be out for your blood, but when I was heading to your locker room I just wanted to know why.

MHJ: Yeah right. You were coming to defend your best friend Selena.

FW: Look, I know Omar is all pissy about it, but Selena needs to understand this business, and you step in that ring or get involved in anyway, you open yourself up to the possibility someone might be mean to you. She wasn't hurt.

MHJ: Oh...then--

FW: I just wanted to know... Why Bennett?

MHJ: Huh?

FW: I mean of all the poeple you COULD have brought in to save OOWF--

MHJ: I don't want to save it. I want to burn it down.

FW: Bischoff is available, and he could EASILY do that. Why him,?

MHJ: He helped me get into PHWF after you made me leave OOWF. *Firewoman smirks* so I am repaying my debt.

FW: *sigh* Okay...whatever...

MHJ: Whatever? That's it?

FW: Yeah. I mean, I don't know why you feel the need to do this. You're champion now. It makes no sense to destroy the company that you're champion of, but whatever, I got other things to do.

MHJ: So....wait....you're not going to lead the charge against me?

FW: Did you mean what you said?

MHJ: What I said where?

FW: In the ring...my Grand Slam....did you mean it.

MHJ: .......yes.

FW: .......okay then.

MHJ: That's it?

FW: Moose...you do what you gotta do. I'm just as tired of opposing you as you are opposing me.

MHJ: So--

FW: Make no mistake. I'm not joining you. But...I'm just staying out of it.

MHJ: Heh...you tried that before.

FW: I was new then. Now I'm not. Do what you gotta do, Moose, just leave me out of it.

MHJ: Well, I'm surprised, I thought--

FW: Except--

MHJ: Ah...here it comes.

FW: Two things actually.

MHJ: It's always conditions with you.

FW: First...I want my rematch.

MHJ: Hey, I am trying--

FW: Try harder. I'm pretty sure you can convince Bennett to honor that. If not, I'll know you're ducking me.

MHJ: I'm not--

FW: Make it happen.

MHJ: Fine. Two?

FW: Leave me out of it.

MHJ: You said you were staying--

FW: I Know, and last time I was brought into it.

MHJ: I kept you out as long as I could.

FW: Well, keep me out of it completely. If you meant ONE IOTA of what you have said to me since you took MY championship, you will do whatever it takes to avoid making me having to think about this little project of yours for one minute.

MHJ: Well, I can't promise--

FW: Moose....trust me.....you don't want me involved. I'm not the rookie anymore. I don't have a reason to get involved, and I would like to keep it that way. And you actually have a very good reason to keep me out of it.

MHJ: ...

FW: ...

MHJ: ...

FW: ...

MHJ: You wouldn't.

FW: Thanks for the ice cream. Apology accepted.

Fire begins eating the ice cream and then goes back to her project. Moose sits there for a minute, part angry, part frustrated, part concerned. He sees he's going to get nowhere, so he gets up and leaves.

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*fade-in to Chris Evans, who is wearing a Boston t-shirt and a Yankees baseball cap. Hey, he may be an asshole, but even he has his limits*

Evans: Jason Allen, you seem to be making something of a name of yourself around here. I've heard of some of your accomplishments, 23-time Tag Team Champion, 20 time Cruiserweight Champion, 15 time Mid-Card Champion, 10 time World Champion. I'd say that these are some pretty impressive accomplishments, if not for the fact that you got these by wrestling in some hole-in-the-wall wresling promotions that would be lucky to be able to book a high-school gymnasium, let alone an actual venue.

I, on the other hand, have not only held an equally-impressive amount of titles on the indy circuit, I have also become one of the most-decorated wrestlers in the OOWF, the upper-echelon of wrestling. Former World Champion, 2-time Intercontinental Champion, Onslaught Champion, Two-time Trios Champion, Breakthrough Star of the Year, Heel of the Year, Match of the Year winner, and former leader of the New Guard, a group that could have been up there with the likes of The Four Horsemen, had my group not feel that they were better than they actually were. But I digress.

The point is, you got lucky, and picked off the weak link in the match by pinning Matt Folz. But unless you've beaten someone of my caliber, of a Future Legend, you're never gonna survive in this place.

*fade to black*

[BookerShark]

(Chloe is storming down the hallway on her way to Ric's to pick up the lunch order for the Saints of Sinners when she is spotted by SFJ Barbie. Barbie approaches Chloe excitedly but stops dead in her tracks when Chloe turns and looks crazily at her.)

Chloe: What do YOU want?

SFJ Barbie: Clio, it's me. Barbie.

(Chloe says nothing, just stares, turning her head side to side as if trying to figure it out.)

SFJ Barbie: Prague. The Opera. Christmas eve. You and your sister kept us company when Chad took off. We had a...don't you remember, Clio?

(Chloe begins slowly approaching the SFJ, and not in that good way. She speaks angrily and pointedly.)

Chloe: Get this straight, bimbo. Clio. Is. Dead. I. Am Chloe. I have no time for weak little bubblebrained trollops like you. Clio played too many games. I'm here on serious business. I'm here to do what Clio should have done, and that's stand solidly beside the Saints of Sinners.

SFJ Barbie: But...your sister...

Chloe: I. Have. No. Sister. I am a Saint of Sinners. The Saints are my family. I will do whatever needs to be done for the Saints. Anything.

SFJ Barbie: Is that why you did what you did to Alexis Darling?

(Chloe reaches out and pulls SFJ Barbie close, and speaks softly, almost seductively, into the trembling SFJ's ear.)

Chloe: You see, that is what we call...a wake up call, little one. In a way, Alexis is a lot like Clio. Clio's sister abandoned her. So has Alexander. Oh, he came running out to see if she was still breathing. But Alexander has abandoned her in …. other ways. Why else would the boy be teaming with the man who broke him, shattered his spirit, tried to do the same to her … to Poe, Alexis was nothing more than a little plaything, his Isis, to play with and to make his personal slave, until he found his little Selena. Lexie and Clio, they're a lot alike. And Lexie and I, well, even more so.

SFJ Barbie: But I don't...

Chloe: That was just a sample of how bad it CAN get. But it doesn't have to. Lexie can...just step away from her brother, from the others. OR … she can find out, just like my old friends in SHINE, in WSU, in SHIMMER, just like that little Russian tramp Alexia Zholobova … you get in the ring with Chloe, and win or lose, you're never the same again.

SFJ Barbie: Clio, please...

(Chloe turns and begins screaming in the trembling SFJ's Face)

Chloe: I am a martyr. I am a Saint of Sinners. You will fear me in your death. Baptized in the blood of the innocents. I am Chloe. Clio Neal is dead! Mention her name to me again, little fragile one, and I. Will. End.You. Trust me.

(Chloe pushes SFJ Barbie back and she lands on her kiester. Her mood becomes very perky.)

Chloe: Nice talking to you. Let's do this again. Toodles.

(Chloe skips off to Ric's, picks up the order, and skips back to the Saints of Sinners dressing room as other SFJ's attend to the distraught Barbie and we...)

FADE

[BookerShark]

~~~ In front of the OOWF Interview Banner, yet another Randomly numbered Sexy Female Journalist is standing with Texpress ~~~

RNSFJ: Guys, you both have interesting matches this week.

Chad: Well we do. But that's not what we're here to talk about

RNSFJ: (looking at her notes) We're what? .......we're not?

Zane: No. What we're going to talk about right now is .... conspiracies

RNSFJ: Conspiracies?

Zane: Yes. There is a conspiracy afoot.

RNSFJ: What kind? Who?

Chad: One between our new boss, LJ Bennett and the Saints of Sinners.

Zane: A conspiracy ............ to keep us from teaming back up. A conspiracy ............ to keep us away from the tag team champions.

RNSFJ: I.. I don't get it.

Zane: When Bennett took power and Moose promised to "Burn the OOWF to the ground" What happened? There was a lot of talk in the locker rooms. Including us.

~~~ They turn to the monitor behind them for a clip from the 4/10 Mayhem ~~~

... when it comes to dealing with the Saints, we know what to expect. If they want a fight, Texpress will be Front and Center. Trust Me. Believe Us. and Pay Attention. You think you can burn this place to the ground without a fight? You're dead wrong.

We stood up and told the Saints we wouldn't be standing idly by. So instead of putting the best tag team this company has EVER HAD back together and making some more money, Bennett has gone out of his way to make sure Chad is getting rematches for the Onslaught Championship. Not because it's the right thing to do, but because it keeps Texpress away from his guys. Take this week. Chad faces Tommy Wilder & JOs ....Again. I'm in a six man match against The Darlings & Firewoman, more of people he wants to keep away from his men. Why not pit us against each other? Keeps his guys from having to face any of us.

~~~ Chad & Zane pull off their shirts and show their backs to the camera. ~~~

Chad: Stank, Williams, you talk a whole lot about how you're not Moose's lackeys. And we agree. You're much, much worse. Moose is at least straightforward in his efforts. Bennett, on the other hand, is a snake in the grass. And to align yourself with him? Pure cowardice.

Zane: You know what you see here?

RNSFJ: Umm.. your back?

Zane: Specifically, you'll notice the Lack of a yellow streak down the middle. The same, I'm afraid, (They turn around) Can Not be said for the Tag Team Champions.

Chad: Bennett, you can't keep us away from the Sinners forever. Texpress Will Ride Again

~~~ Chad flashes the Horns and they walk off the set, leaving the RNSFJ alone ~~~

[BookerShark]

As Texpress walks off camera, they run into Tommy Wilder -

TW - Chad, Zane - dudes, you can't be serious...

Chad - 'Bout what?

TW - This week's matches....

Zane - <bristling> You gotta problem, Wilder?

TW - Yeah! Why aren't you on the card as a team? That's messed up! I mean, I'm really looking forward to taking you and Jos on this week, but c'mon!

LJ Bennett arrives -

LJB - Excuse me, Tommy Wilder?

TW - Yo!

LJB - First, I want to welcome you back to the OOWF. I see you are making the most out of your second chance.

TW - Um... thanks?

LJB - I also want to thank you on your input - even if it was unrequested - on the roster for the tag team division. However, it would be a real shame if you lost your focus, AND the Onslaught Championship, by playing booker.

TW - I don't think that'll be a problem - I was just talking to my bros here...

LJB - Well, you might want to be more careful about who you associate with.

TW - O....K.... Hey man, mind if I ask you a couple of questions?

LJB - Go ahead...

TW - Cool. We're all here to put on a great show and make money, right?

LJB - Of course.

TW - So, we want the best WRESTLERS out there, doing it up right - tag teams who have held the titles, wrestlers who put on a great show ever week, blows the roof off, and the fans dig and buy tickets to see?

LJB - Well....

TW - I mean, it's just ME, I know - skate dude, not all there adrenaline junkies loaded up on waaay too much Mt. Dew - and multi-time tag champion, held the Iron man Championship, and current Onslaught Champion.... But hey.

LJB - Yes, "But hey". Anything else, MR. Wilder?

TW - Yeah! Got one more question....

LJB - <sigh> Yes?

TW - Dude, who the heck are you?

Chad Madison spit-takes his AQUAFINA, and Zane quickly steps off camera - and you hear hysterical laughter

LJ Bennett turns bright red....

LJB - Gentlemen.... Walks out of scene

Chad - Tommy, you are a crazy hombre...

Laughter off screen dies down... you here Zane say "Oh... I can't breathe..."

TW - Thanks! But seriously - who was that?

Off Screen -

ZM - BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....oh, I think I pulled something.... HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!

Chad shakes his head and walks off.... "Zane, you OK?"

TW - I don't get it.

ZM - HAHAHAHAHAHAHHEEEEheeheheheheBWAAAAHAHAHAHAH!


Fade.

[BookerShark]

*Fade In*

It's a windy morning in New Hampshire and almost unseasonably cold as we focus in on this house:


A figure is walking the grounds and we see the Darling sigil on a red and black hoodie. The INC zooms in and we pick up an almost melodic speaking voice:

Lexie:

Whose woods these are I think I know
Their house is in the village, though
They will not see me stopping here
To watch these woods fill up with blood

Little Clio makes her triumphant return to stand at the side of her master. She thinks this means she has been accepted and will be loved. She believes deep in her heart that if she listens and obeys, all will be good. The love and acceptance of those who she believes are her better will get her through the lonely nights. She is wrong.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without knowing if you have a home
Between the ring and the locker rooms
The darkest nights of the year

You want to say how alike we are Clio and maybe at one time we were. But the fact is I grew up. I realized what it was like to be used and manipulated by those in power. I wasn't a Saint. I wasn't a Sinner. I believed I was a motherfucking goddess and the truth is I wasn't. And I could have cried. I could have gone home. I could have chosen a different path, but I chose this journey.

They give their weapons a thrust
To ask if there is some mistake
The only other sound is the bell
Of crowd's roar and oohs and aahs

But what happened Wednesday isn't about Moosehead Jack and it's not about Poe. It's not even about the Darlings and Power & Glory and the battles we waged. It's about the desires of a young girl and the realities of a woman. You think you hurt me; you're wrong. You think you can do something to me no one else has; you're wrong. But Clio...I will make something happen that not even you can predict. I will make you cry. I will make you suffer. And I will make you see the reality of the situation.

The ring can be lonely, dark, and deep
But I make you this promise to keep
I have miles to go before I sleep
And I have gallons of your blood to spill

You want to be a Martyr, well a martyr you will be when I end your fragile existence. You want to be a Saint, well a saint you will be when I bow on your grave. You want to be a Sinner, well a sinner you will be when you call to be saved. Desperation, chaos, rightousness, and death...these are just words to you that you believe the almighty Jack will teach you. Well I was taught by the man who taught Jack and I've been in the trenches with those that your fear.

This isn't about shadows or potential. This isn't about motivation. And it sure as hell isn't about the past and it's not about alliances. You want to call yourself Chloe...fine, this is about one thing and one thing only...it's about Chloe and Alexis. It's about a young girl wanting to be more than she is. And it's about the woman who will be teaching the lesson that sometimes it's better to not get what you want. Chloe, school will be in session and you will be the student.

Because I make you this promise to keep
I have miles to go before I sleep

Quote Alexis



NEVERMORE, Bitch!

A raven caws and flies onto Lexie's shoulder as we...

*Fade*




--OOC-- Poem courtesy of Robert Frost's "Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening"

[BookerShark]

Alex is SITTING~! in the Darling Luxury Suites. Firewoman comes out from the bedroom, and looks around critically.

AD: What?

FW: It's just too small.

AD: What is?

FW: The suite we get every week. We're going to need another room.

AD: We have four bedrooms with full baths, a temple room, a biosphere with three ecological zones in it, and a big common area here. What do we need more room for?

FW: We'll need another bedroom.

AD: For what?

FW: For the newest member of our family.

AD: Huh?

Fire goes about looking at some paper work or something. Alex sits for a minute, confused, even though he should be kind of used to how Fire communicates by now. Suddenly, a realization dawns him and he leaps out of his chair and grabs Fire swinging her around.

FW: Wait..WHOOOOOOOOOOOOA....what's this?

AD: NEW! FAMILY! MEMBER! That's....that's just.... wait, should I not be swinging you around?

FW: Gee....you're awfully excited about--

AD: OF COURSE I AM!

FW: Oh...well, you can put me down now.

AD: I CAN!! Oh...I can...

He puts her down and she gives him a smiling look.

FW: I didn't think you'd be excited about it.

AD: Why wouldn't I? I mean, it's earlier than we talked about, but I guess when it happens, it happens. why wouldn't I be?

FW: Well, Chris thought--

AD: Chris...who?

Alex's smile starts to fade.

FW: Irv...Jericho. He didn't think you'd be that excited.

AD: So...you told him....before me.

FW: Well, yeah, he's actually...well, he's the one that got the whole thing rolling.

Alex looks something between hurt and angry.

AD: He....and you.....

FW: Well, you were on medical leave and I was bored, so he suggested....what is wrong with you?

Alex walks through the room stunned. He rubs his face with his hands, trying to get his bearings.

AD: I can't...I can't believe you would...that....

FW: It's no big deal, Alex...

AD: No. Big. Deal.

Alex starts laughing and looks around the room. He spies the entertainment center and goes to it, puts his hands on it, and pushes it over with a crash.

FW: DUDE!

AD: Dude? Well, it's just an entertainment center, Fire...it's NO BIG FUCKING DEAL.

FW: Oh for gods sakes...we were just TALKING and then one thing led to another and--

AD: Spare me. Seriously.

FW: Then he was sending me videos--

AD: Fire.... Stop.

FW: And then the resumes and folders on them all and so I chose one and--

AD: Wait...resumes and folders?

FW: Well...yeah.

AD: Resumes and folders of who?

FW: Prospects.

AD: Fire....

Alex takes a deep breath.

AD: Fire. What are we talking about?

FW: Wrestlers. From the indie leagues.

AD: Wrestlers. From....Fire....can we start at the beginning please?

Fire sighs with expasperation.

FW: Fine. Jericho knew I was bored and depressed without you so he sent me some of the upcoming talent that he didn't think was good for WWE but thought would be good with OOWF so I could try my hand at training, and I found one I think will be awesome.

AD: A trainee? That's what the extension to our family is?

FW: Well....yeah? Didn't I say that?

AD: No, Fire...no, you didn't. You left that one bit of information out.

FW: Well, what the hell did you think I meant?

AD: I....look, it ... it doesn't matter.

FW: I didn't know you were THAT jealous, or I wouldn't have talked to him it all.

AD: No, it's...it's fine....You just....look, we've talked about this...you can't have the first part of a conversation in your head. You have to have the whole thing out loud.

FW: Oh...sorry.....

Fire looks like she's processing that, but then shakes it off and smiles and jumps up and down a little.

FW: But isn't it awesome!!! I kind of miss being commissioner, but this might be something I can get into for after I retire and we start a family! You still want to do that, right?

Alex pauses a moment and then just sighs and smiles.

AD: Of course...And I think it'll be great for you. I'm excited for you!

He gives her a big hug.

FW: Cool. I'll need to get the board to sign her, I don't think Bennett will do a damn thing. Wanna see her file? OH wait, I gotta go. I scheduled some ring time....you coming?

AD: No, no....you go on....I'll stay here and help Lucky clean this up.

FW: Okay!

Fire gives him a kiss on the cheek.

FW: See ya!

She leaves to go to the training ring, all excited. Alexander shakes his head as Lucky comes in.

L: Oh... wow....what was she--

AD: Nope...wasn't her. And I don't want to talk about it.

Lucky shrugs and gets the cleaning stuff as we FAAAAAAAAAADE.

[BookerShark]

(We open on a wide view of Swanzey, New Hampshire. Not much to see, as most of the OOWF talent is spending the last of the weekend in the bustling liberal enclave of Keene. Meanwhile as we close in on the Cheshire County Fairgrounds, we see a commotion at the neighboring Twinkletown Miniature Golf Course, where Justin and Awesome Bill are being ejected for trying to play a ball off the back of Swanzey Town Selectman Nancy Carlson after being struck in the head with the ball. Meanwhile, the Fairgrounds are quiet, but apparently ready for the huge event that is OOWF Midweek Mayhem. As we swing through the complex, we see one room illuminated. We peek in to see Chloe, watching OOWF TV. She appears...sad?)

It's so horrible, I can't believe it. Mayhem is just three days away...and apart from Ms Outback Jill Junior, no one's been around. I mean, I'm sure Mai Little Pony is in full John Cena mode at all the hospitals in the state. But I was hoping...I mean, Mr Punswick seems so cool and all...but I guess it's not to be.

And what's worse, poor, deluded Lexie just doesn't get it. You are a lot like me. See, you were great as a part of the Boardwalk Saints, as a part of Nothing Happened. You. Were. Wonderful. But back then, you had a partner that could pull his weight. But then, when you went to teaming with your brother, well, to be honest, Lexie, you were handicapped by your brother. Having to take a backseat to Alex's ego just didn't sit well. Hell, Edra and Clio weren't even at half strength after their injuries in that Double Jeopardy Cage Match when they took the World Tag Titles from you. And I'm TWICE the woman Clio EVER was.

Now, I understand, after injuries like you suffered at the hands of Jack, you still probably have days where it's hard. But Lexie, let's face it. It's not injuries that are holding you back. It's not physical, it's mental. And if anyone understands the problems of being mental, it's me.

See, you've gotten used to having that support system around you. Now your brother that you spend nine months together in the womb and years after that in the same bed is busy plotting with your old friend Poe, and your sister-in-law, who you know isn't nearly as talented as you are, is getting ready to take on a new protege. Even that guy you used to hang around with, well, let's not go there. So little Lexie finds herself abandoned, alone. Just like Clio was.

But now, I'm home, with my real family, here as a part of the Saints of Sinners. It's too bad you can't understand that, Lexie. Jack, well, he always believed in me. He knew Clio was better than Edra. Now, Clio's gone, and all her frailties and faults are gone. Clio failed Jack, not once, but twice. It's something that I don't want to happen again.

Now, Lexie, we're gonna dance, and we're gonna hurt each other. But before we go down that path, ask yourself one question. One very hard question. How is it that a woman who you hate so much for what she's done, not just last week, but over the last year, knows more about the pain and the betrayal you feel than you yourself are willing to admit, and she feels sorry for you?

I do, Lexie. I don't want to hurt you. But that's the way it has to be.

(Chloe becomes less sad and more angry and wild eyed)

Because I AM a martyr. Because I AM a saint of sinners! You're good, miss former Tag Team Champion, miss former IWA Mid South Champion. But you need to call your friends down in SHINE, ask them what happened to their big prospect, the 6-5 300 pound Russian national champion Alexia Zholobova when she stepped into the ring with the Masked Assassin. She was supposed to be huge, supposed to be the next Awesome Kong, the next Melissa Anderson.

(Chloe's voice drops to a whisper)

Now she can't even sit up, stand, walk on her own. This spot right here....(Chloe points to a spot on her blood stained t-shirt)...that's her blood. You don't cross Chloe. Ever.

And that's why I'm sad, Lexie. I don't want to end you, but I know I'll have to. And when that happens, Lexie, you'll die alone. Because your brother, your sister in law, even your special friend...they'll all be too busy. And that's sad.

But that's the way it has to be. So has it been written, so will it be, now and forever more. Trust me.

(At the mention of the words, Chloe's face turns from one filled with sadness to one of sadistic glee)

Yes, Trust Me!

(Chloe's begins laughing hysterically and demonically as the camera begins to...)

FADE

[BookerShark]

The scene opens up with Christian Carter sitting in what looks to be a front room. A woman walks in and it’s not his assistant Felicity. She comes up to him, as he is looking through some paperwork, as the woman comes up and wraps her arms around him. He smirks, and drops the paperwork on the table and turns around and kisses the woman. For about 15 seconds his mind is no longer on work, and is focused on the woman.

“Come on, you can do that tomorrow. It’s bed time Ryan.”

“You know I need this done before tomorrow. Besides, I’m almost done. I’ll be in there in a moment.”

“You know if you wait too long, Braydon will be in there…”

“I’ll be in very shortly Mrs. Carter.”

His wife looks at him and walks into the other room and up the staircase, as Carter looks back at the paperwork. As he goes back to the paperwork, his phone goes off. He looks at it, and he received a text message from Moosehead, reading:

“Training…tomorrow…when you arrive in NH call!”

Carter looks at his phone, and messages back to let him know he understands…he puts his phone back down, and finishes up his paperwork. When he’s done, he sets everything up to where he will get it in the morning, picks up his phone, and heads upstairs. He walks into his room, and with a smile on his face, covers his son up who has gotten into bed with his wife, and gets ready for bed, with a long trip for tomorrow.

FADE…

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[BookerShark]

***OOC***

fucking piece of shit PH, I promoed but it lost it

***IC***

I am not typing it again, here's the gist of the promo. Moose and Chloe are walking down the hall and catch Kai entering the building and attack him with a chain leaving him a bloody mess. They escape right before D&D gets there

[BookerShark]

We see Jason Allen sitting behind his desk as he looks up from the laptop that is on his desk

Jason Allen: Oh Hey there, thanks for coming. Now that your are here we can begin.

Look here Mr. Evans, before you start throwing out accomplishments and telling me what I already know about myself lets get one thing straight. I dont care what I've done in the past. Yes, I've been very successful in this business. I've won many championship and have made a ton of money. But right now, right now I'm focused on the present. And the present is you for the time being. Chris, your cocky and so sure of yourself, but you have to remember guy, I'm 2-0 in the OOWF. Undefeated. Yeah you can say I'm pretty cocky myself, but Chris I can back my shit up.

You can sit there and talk about how I got lucky and picked off the weakest link, but this Wednesday I will show you that you my friend are the weakest link, and you will get a proper introduction to "The Original Jokers Wild" Jason Allen

New Hampshire get ready to be Amazed, Chris Evans Its time to play....

Allen looks back down to his laptop as the Camera fades to black

[BookerShark]

*DK and Dee Murphy are watching The Kai get brought off to medical attention, accompanied by Danny and Victor*

Dee: Time to retaliate?

DK: Let me think, what would Jack of the Hinterlands do?

[BookerShark]

*Moose and Chloe are conveniently walking when The Murphys hit Boomerangs from behind them, followed by simultaneous Chomps. DK looks satisfied, but Dee hits Chomps on each of them again, and DK has to pull her away*

DK: Enough is enough.

Dee: That's not what Jack of the Hinterlands would say. Besides, this bitch pisses me off.

DK: Who doesn't piss you off?

Dee: True. OK, let's go check on The Kai.

DK: Wait a minute, I just realized we have antagonized the legendary Moosehead Jack.

[BookerShark]

Dee: Yeah, we may have pissed off Moose and Chloe, plus we don't toe the line for what anyone else tells us to do.

DK: True, so let's hit the heavy bag.

*We see Daniella Murphy pounding the heavy bag, while Dominic Murphy holds it steady*

DK: Time to do some work on the speed bag.

Dee: I like hitting the heavy bag.

DK: Me too, but balance is important.

[BookerShark]

OOC: DAMN IT! This takes place before The Murphys make their way back to their workout!


IC:

Stank - Not just him.

*DK Murphy turns around right into a gut kick and CANADIAN DESTROYER from LD WILLIAMS! Stank pulls Daniella into a short-arm CLOTHESLINE then Christian Carter pulls her to her feet for THE LAST TESTIMONY! The Saints of Sinners and Christian Carter help Jack and Chloe to their feet and put the boots to the Murphys, but are soon chased off by Texpress and Salvation! Leaving the Murphy's lying behind. Soon Ghosthead roams onto the scene and looks down at DK Murphy shaking his head.*

Ghost - Better you should concentrate on the fight that is before you.

*Ghosthead walks away as the camera fades.*

[BookerShark]

*The Murphys get up from the Saints of Sinners assault*

DKM: Ghosthead, you have my full attention.

Dee: Saints of Sinners, you have my full attention, including the Judas LD Williams, who broke up Fear Us. As much as I like your Momma, you should fear me, bitch!

[BookerShark]

(Moving back to real time from the flashback, as the Murphy's continue their workouts in an otherwise empty gym and they turn to the speed bag, they hear a voice behind them saying ”Reach, Partner!” Instictively the siblings turn and find barbs shot into their chests. The twin Tasers send both Murphys to the ground as Chloe zip ties the Murphy's limbs with her gloved hands. Two strips of Duct tape attached to her belt go over their mouths. Chloe grins evilly as she speaks, kneeling.)

Chloe: Always wanted to say that. Dick, er, DK, I know you and Clio have … a limited past, but you were here with your sister. And since you joined your sister in your little beatdown of Jack and I, I'm sure that Mr Mann won't mind if I reiterate his thoughts and I leave you with a little message.

(Chloe reaches into her back pocket and pulls out a small bottle of Pepper Spray. She empties the bottle, it's contents dyed black, onto DK's face.)

Chloe: Consider that...preparation for tomorrow night. As for your sister...

(As Chloe turns to Daniella, she pulls from behind her the branding iron and her tone turns...professional.)

Chloe: It's amazing what you can get when you have money, Daniella. This little beauty here? I push this button and the head heats up fast...fast and hot. Burns like a futhermucker. But this button here, that one releases ink to the head. Just like this.

(Chloe pushes the button and the head inks up. She grabs Daniella's hair and presses the iron to her cheek. The seal of St Francis the Martyr is affixed to Daniella's cheek)

Chloe: Nice. Oh, don't worry, Daniella. I'm sure if you call your little girlfriend Brittany she'll lick that right off of you. See you tomorrow night.

(As Chloe stands up and heads to the door, she looks at Moosehead Jack standing there. She looks at him looking for encouragement. He nods his head and smirks. As they turn to leave, Chloe turns back to the Murphys, runs over to grab the Tasers, and hits the fire button one last time as the siblings twitch on the floor. She looks aghast.)

Chloe: Oh, SORRY. I always get these buttons mixed up. Sorry about that.

(Chloe hits a different button and the barbs retract)

Chloe: See you both tomorrow night. I hope you got a CHARGE out of our little talk. Tomorrow night will be fun! Ghosthead will have his way with you, Dick, and I'll have so much fun making you bleed, Daniella. I. Will. End. You. So has it been written, so shall it be, now and forever more. Trust me.

(At the mention of the words, Chloe's face turns from one filled with joy to one of sadistic glee)

Yes, Trust Me!

(Chloe's begins laughing hysterically and demonically as she skips off to join Moose and the camera begins to...)

FADE

[BookerShark]

The camera opens in a small building where you hear a few voices and some banging around in a wrestling ring. The camera walks through the door and there we see Jason Allen, Jos and Firewoman all in the ring going over some training.

Jason Allen: Jos, you need to have better posture. That hip toss looked like shit.

Jos: Really?

Firewoman: Yeah I think all your moves look like shit. Yours too Allen.

Jason Allen: Really?

Fire: I'm leaving this is stupid.. If you need anything dont bother asking me.

Fire gets out of the ring and mutters.

Fire: Don't even know why the hell I'm here. These guys can kiss my ass. I have more important people to be around.

Jos: Wow, whats with her?

Jason Allen: Remember its Fire she has a newbie to start training soon.

Jos: True dat shit. But really my hip toss looks like shit?

Jason Allen: I've seen worse.

Allen and Jos get out of the ring and head to the locker room area.

Jos: So after we get cleaned up I'm thinkin bar right? On you Mr. Richie Rich?

Allen: I guess.. Where the hell is all your mon... Never mind there smokey I know where it goes.

Jos: Yeah man sorry, I didn't bring a lot of money and I hate banks, so I don't carry a card either. But hey you got Evans this week right?

Allen: Yeah, did you hear what that bitch said? I'm a nobody, and I continue to get lucky. I'm gonna tear his ass uo on Wednesday.

Jos: Yeah I hope you do.

Allen: Are you ready for your title match?

Jos: Are you fuckin with me? You know I was born ready.

Allen and Jos are sitting in the locker room still talking about this weeks events as the door opens.