Midweek Mayhem (5/22) Live from Sussex, New Brunsw

[BookerShark]

OOWF Midweek Mayhem
Live from Sussex, New Brunswick
Wednesday, May 22nd 2013

Relaxed Rules[/u]
Saints of Sinners (Moosehead Jack & Chloe) vs. The Darlings (Alexander & Alexis)

Tag Team Title Proving Ground[/u]
Saints of Sinners (Stank & LD Williams) (c) vs. Murphy's Law

Non-Title Match[/u]
Mai Muyo vs. Jason Allen

Tommy Wilder & Amazing Jos vs. Banned from Everywhere
Christian Carter & Jeremy Punswick vs. Firewoman & Poe
Chris Evans vs. Matt Folz
Danny Taylor vs. Zane Myers
Chad Madison vs. Stan Fulton
Ghosthead vs. Kai


Card subject to Scarlet Knights

[BookerShark]

Serious Female Journalist #19 comes up to Mai Muyo after her match.

SFJ: Mai, I know you might not be in the mood to talk after winning your big match, but if you have a minute…

Mai: Not in the mood to talk? Sure, I’m a little winded. I’m also the Intercontinental Champion, I’m riding the longest winning streak of my career, and you think I’m not in the mood to talk? (Mai smiles.) What’s on your mind?

SFJ: Well, you’ve had a lot of back and forth with the Murphys during your title reign thus far, and while Daniella didn’t pull out the win tonight, she got in quite a bit of offense against you. You two have seemed to mend fences as of late, but there does seem to be some friction…

Mai: Some friction? Are you referring to the part where her whole MO for coming into this company was getting vengeance on a group I was a part of—justifiable, mind you, but justifiable anger targeted toward some of my closest friends and mentors, which hasn’t actually ceased? Or maybe you’re referring to the part where I took this championship off her brother in the first place and just barely bested him in the rematch. Yeah, there’s some tension. But that’s to be expected. Sister, have you ever seen Mean Girls?

SFJ: …Are you going to compare your match tonight to Mean Girls?

Mai: Beyond the obvious comparison between Chloe and Regina George in terms of universal opinion, no. But Mean Girls per-pit-u-ates—

SFJ: Perpetuates.

Mai: Perpetuates. Thank you; two years in this country and there are still a couple words I’ve only read. Anyway, Mean Girls and other movies and books perpetuate this idea that all high school conflict is the popular girls versus everyone else. But there are many, many more complicated relationships. Daniella Murphy and I will never get along perfectly. Why? Because she’s a jock. She’s over-competitive and territorial, but she’s also driven, dedicated and direct.

And what am I? I’m Bible Girl. And not the stock character in a plaid skirt who’s repressing her kinky sexuality for barely a quarter of the movie…just an honest-to-goodness, what-you-see-is-what-you-get Sunday-school-teaching keeps-to-herself Bible girl. I try to be compassionate and sincere, but I also lean too much toward a soft touch and allow my anxieties to overwhelm me.

Girls like Daniella and girls like Mai don’t hang out. Now, they’re certainly not enemies…we might share understanding, we definitely share adversaries. I'm certainly wishing her the best of luck this week against the so-called Saints of Sinners, though I still obviously hope to see one of those belts around Stan's sizable waist sooner rather than later.

That said, there’s a long distance between respect and friendship, and I don’t think Daniella feels ready to cross that bridge just yet.

Should that change, I'll be here with open arms. But should she only be interested in challenging me for my championship--which is her right--Daniella will learn that although the testosterone and tone of this place may make it her world…

Mai raises her championship.

Mai: It’s still Mai Time.

FADE

[BookerShark]

Ecosystem is lying on his hospital bed, when he opens his eyes to a twisted face.



Nicholson-Joker: You ever dance with the Devil in the pale moonlight?

Ecosystem: Hard to dance on a busted ankle.

Nicholson-Joker: Mmmm, you're missing out. I've taken a tango with him. And George W. Bush certainly did.

Ecosystem: ...Are you making political jokes?

Nicholson-Joker tears off his fat suit and begins to wipe the cream away from his face, taking off his wig to reveal...



Lupe Fiasco. Lupe begins singing from "Words I Never Said."

Lupe: "I really think the war on terror is a bunch of bullshit, just a poor excuse for you to use up all your bullets, how much money does it take to really make a full clip, 9/11, Building 7, did they really pull it?"

Eco: You listen to Lupe?

Lupe: I'm into truth, man, and I'm giving it to you. The government is lying about 9/11. World Trade Center 7 went down in a controlled demolition.

Eco: No, that's insane.

Lupe: Really? Just a coincidence that it was the first structure to collapse internally from heat caused by falling debris? Not at all notable to you that the folks trying to defend the official narrative used methods that miscalculated the necessary heat for melting steel and didn't apply their calculations uniformly over the concrete components?

Eco: ...I'm not having this argument.

Lupe: Because you can't handle the truth. You can't handle the truth about yourself, or the government of the nation you've adopted.

Eco: No, I don't want to deal with your stupid logical fallacies. Sometimes things are the first to happen. It doesn't really surprise me that the first building to collapse like that was under the biggest uncontrolled building collapse ever, and it doesn't surprise me that the people testing the conspiracy theories took some shortcuts rather than build and blow up a set of Twin Towers, and this is all SUCH OBVIOUS BULLSHIT!

Lupe starts laughing, menacingly, as he removes his prosthetics and wipes off his blackface.



Eco: You know the real Lupe hates blackface, right?

Joker: Well, if I'm ever in one of his dreams, I'll bake him a little apology cake. You know why people, even smart people like Lupe, are so into 9/11 conspiracy theories?

Eco: Because they already feel disaffected and isolated from the mechanisms of power.

Joker: Would that really apply to Martin Sheen? No no no. They embrace these theories because they make the world less scary. It's the Fundamental Attribution Error on crack. See, an evil government is planning, deliberate. It has its reasons.And an evil government can be wiped from the Earth forever. But the idea that even in a security-conscious society, a couple random people can slaughter thousands with box-cutters and a couple flight lessons? Why, then you could be killed any day, anywhere, for no reason at all!

"You know what I've noticed? Nobody panics when things go "according to plan." Even if the plan is horrifying! If, tomorrow, I tell the press that, like, a gang banger will get shot, or a truckload of soldiers will be blown up, nobody panics, because it's all "part of the plan". But when I say that one little old mayor will die, well then everyone loses their minds!"

See, our dear friend Moosehead Jack suggested that we burn the OOWF down, because that's what he thinks leadership looks like. But people don't fear violence--the fight or flight instinct isn't true horror. As Nas said, people fear what they don't understand. And as dangerous as he is, our World Champion is one of the simplest men in the company.

Why did you go cannibal, Juni? Oh sure, flesh is delicious, no argument here...but you knew it was a place that other people didn't go. At his best, Junichiro Muyo didn't come at Davin and his wife threatening to kill them...no, he came into their bedroom at night, and taped very small pieces of their flesh inside their partner's mouth. Other wrestlers beat Davin within an inch of his life hundreds of times, and a couple of those times led to some rather permanent injuries.

But which incident do you think he's been dreaming about when he wakes up in a cold sweat every other night?

The trick isn't to give people their worst nightmare...it's to give them something worse than their simple minds could imagine on their own. Truly, only the brilliant mind holds the key to Pandora's Box. So the reason you're stuck with me here, brainiac...is that as much as you try to suppress it, you just can't resist opening that lock.

Eco: So brilliance is madness?

Joker: Everything is madness. All it takes...is a little push.



FADE

[BookerShark]

Firewoman and Alexis Darling are sitting at a fan Q&A session at an event.

Fan1: So, when is your next match against Moosehead Jack?

FW: There isn't one. At least not in the near future.

Collective gasp from the crowd.

FW: Look, first off the rules of the wrestling world are pretty clear on a few things. He who sets up the table goes through them. If someone changes their hair or ring attire, they getting ready for a face/heel turn. And if you don't win your rematch, you go to the back of the line.

LD: Even if that wasn't the rule, Fire told Moose win/lose/draw they were done. And Fire doesn't go back on her word.

FW: Unlike Moose.

LD: Right.

Fan2: Lexie....what do you two think of all the new female talent that's been joining OOWF of late.

LD: We've seen some women before...Ravenna Blue had potential, but then couldn't handle the pace. But I think these women are different. First, you got Daniella Murphy, who appears to have inherited her father's insanity, combining that with a bit more skill.

FW: Then you have A'isha who, while she isn't new, if she decided to make a run for a belt seriously there'd be no stopping her. I mean, she's the daughter of the Master, some of that had to have rubbed off.

Alexis shudders at Fire referring to Poe as the "Master."

FW: My new trainee, Miranda has tons of potential even though she's green. I can't wait for you guys to see her in action.

LD: Say...we have the makings of a nice little stable there....me, you, Miranda, A'isha, Daniella....

Fan3: What about Chloe?

A few other fans ask as well. Firewoman sits straight up in her chair, eyes widening just a bit...if it's possible her skin gets paler than usual.

FW: Sorry....Q and A is over.

Firewoman abruptly gets up and leaves. Alexis sits there kind of stunned for a minute, and then apologizes, gets up and takes some photos and signs a few autographs before following her sister-in-law.

[BookerShark]

[*The first thing that The Kai and Danny Taylor notice, from their vantage point when they walk into the Destroyitarium are Spencer and Ashley behind the bar, backed to the far edge of it with nervous looks on their faces. The second thing they notice is Victor Deniro sitting near them on the other side of the bar drumming his fingers nervously by his coffee mug. Oddly the last thing they notice is Ghosthead sitting at the opposite end of the bar closest to the entrance with his back turned to The Kai and DDT. No wonder Vic and the girls look nervous. Victor is brave, and will defend the girls to his last breath, but he just as soon not tango with Ghosthead ever again after their last violent encounter. He is relieved some by the arrival of The Kai and Taylor, but given the situation, he wishes to hedge this particular bet.*]

DVD - The Murphy's aren't with you two?

[*The Kai ignores the question and doesn't hesitate after seeing Ghost. He storms toward The Death Knell who responds by pushing off the bar, falling backwards, hooking his feet into the legs of the bar-stool as he does so. The desired effect becomes painfully apparent to The Kai as Ghosthead uses his legs and momentum to WHIP the stool backwards into The Kai! The Lava Bull barely gets his arms up in time to block the missile from crashing into his face, as the stool shatters into several pieces! Ghosthead kips up and charges at The Kai who catches The Ghosthead Killer in a high back body drop landing Ghost on top of a table which does not break! Ghosthead bounces off the table and in one smooth motion, picks up a wooden chair and SMASHES it down on top of The Kai's head, breaking it into pieces, and knocking The Kai out cold!

DDT and the rest are frozen in place by all the action as it was happening so fast. Ghosthead stands over The Kai's body with labored breath and glares at Danny Taylor. Taylor rushes Ghosthead who avoids the attack by side stepping the big man. Taylor whirls around with a spinning back fist, which Ghosthead ducks under! Danny follows with a knee strike that Ghosthead blocks with his forearm, but rolls over backwards from the blow and smoothly rises to his feet. Taylor swings lefts and rights, but Ghost either blocks or ducks under each attack. Finally Ghost NAILS DDT with a VOODOO KICK to Taylor's chest like cannon! Taylor has the wind knocked out of him as he falls on his ass! Ghosthead remains where he stands glaring at Danny Taylor who holds a hand to his aching chest as he tries to catch his breath.*]

Ghost - Not yet. The true retribution will come... and you will never know where, or when. It could be out in the hall. The parking lot perhaps. During your match, or after. Maybe even here in your own den. This is my only warning to you Danny Taylor because unlike today, you won't ever see it coming, but when it does...

[*The Kai apparently isn't as knocked out as Ghost thought previously as The Lava Bull begins to slowly lift himself up to his hands and knees, shaking the cobwebs out of his head. Ghosthead senses The Murphys making their way toward the Destroyitarium from down the hall.*]

Ghost - You too will know... just like everyone else... Wrath.. Fury.. Ruin.

[*Ghosthead calmly exits and walks the opposite direction away from The Murphys as they accelerate and make their way to the entrance of the Destroyitarium. Ghosthead disappears around a corner. Daniella decides to go in and help her comrades as DK follows Ghosthead. He turns the corner, but Ghosthead is nowhere to be seen. He pounds his fist against a nearby wall, turns, and goes back to the Destroyitarium. Upon entering, he finds The Kai standing by the bar as Ashley wipes away with a towel a trickle of blood running down The Lava Bull's forehead. Danny sits at a table with Victor Dinero by his side consoling him.*]

The Kai - Did you catch the Okole Puka?!?

DK - If you're talking about Ghosthead then no, he got away.

[*Taylor angrily swipes a napkin holder off and slams his fist down hard on the table! He holds his aching chest with his other hand and winces in pain. Victor tries to calm him, but Taylor won't be consoled. He rises suddenly to his feet, flipping the table over on its side, and causing Victor to stumble back a few steps. Taylor angrily shakes his fist and storms off to the back of the Destroyitarium. Victor glances at everyone before following Taylor to the back as the camera fades.*]

[BookerShark]

FADE in at medical after the Prince Edward Island and The Crusher Stan Fulton is getting pink mist cleaned out of his eyes. Standing nearby is his attaché, Martha Rodriguez.

MR: “You okay?”

SF: “Yeah. Just blinded me. Doesn’t burn or anything. Smells like pink lemonade Kool-Aid powder. When did you get in?”

MR: “About an hour ago.”

SF: “Glad you could come. With Juni on the shelf and Mai busy being awesome with the Intercontinental Championship, I can use some support.”

MR: “Not a problem. That’s why you pay me.”

SF: “I would hope some of it was beyond the pay scale.”

MR: “There might be some of that. Anyway, the INC is here. Seriously. We should call them the Visible Ninja Camerapeople. I see them all the time.”

Fulton chuckles, finishes wiping the pink Kool-Aid off his face and turns towards the camera.

SF: “Stank! Bro! Buddy! Quite a match, huh? You remember it last night, right? The match where I pretty much dominated the entire thing? Where the only advantage you really got was when Clio grabbed me and blinded me?

“Yeah. You haven’t been paying attention, my big, cranky friend. I’m not some first-year rookie you can intimidate. I’m nearly 400 pounds of wrestler and martial artist. You and your cronies don’t frighten me.

“I got the beatdown after the bell. No denying that. But it was after the bell and four on one. And the second I was going to get help, you bailed. Ran like a punk. The same thing that makes Ryback and Mark Henry look like pussies. You’re not willing to nut-up and face me one-on-one. You have to resort to Clio saving your ass.”

MR: “That’s not going to go over well in the Saints locker... uh, pallet area.”

SF: “It’s not meant to. They make all these accusations about my character and that’s fine. It is what it is. I’m not the most stable man in the company. I’ve got plenty of character faults.

“But what they cannot take shots at is my ability in that ring and the fact that I came out alone and faced Stank man-to-man. And he couldn’t do likewise.

“So when I do decide to cash in my tag team title match, he’ll know that unless he has Moose and Clio help, he and LD are going to lose those title belts.”

MR: “That might be a while if you’re going to wait for Juni.”

SF: “True. I’ll need something to keep me busy. Maybe another World Heavyweight Championship run. Moose isn’t elevating the title. Might be time for me to.”

MR: “I’ll talk to Bennett.”

SF: “Good luck on that. Anyway, Stank, heal up from that beating I, and I alone, gave you last night. You’ll need to be at your best to give me a workout.

“Enjoy the pain.”

FADE

[BookerShark]

<black screen, and Army of Me by Bjork begins to play. The screen fades to brilliant white, then we see we are looking down an incredibly long hallway lined with doors on either side>

Stand up
You've got to manage
I won't sympathize
Anymore

And if you complain once more
You'lll meet an army of me

<the first set of doors open on either side of the hall and Justin Sane and Awesome Bill From Dawsonville walk out, wearing sunglasses and long leather trenchcoats, like the Matrix.>

You're alright
There's nothing wrong
Self sufficience please!
And get to work

And if you complain once more
You'll meet an army of me

<as they walk down the hall, doors behind them open and Ellie May From Elijay – looking a lot like Trinity, and Chuckles Norris also join the procession>

You're on your own now
We won't save you
Your rescue squad
Is too eshausted

And if you complain once more
You'll meet an army of me

<as the song comes to the end, we see Banned From Everywhere standing at the end of the hallway, which is now filled with thousands of copies of Bill, Justin, Ellie May and Chuckles. At this point the lights come on, and we see we are in a studio. AA leans back in his chair and lights a cigar while Bill, Justin, Ellie May and Chuckles look on>

ABFD: Well HOT DAMN SON! We’s ready for action this week! We done gotify us an army a us to fight them Sinning Saints!

JS: You think all them other me’s will let me borrow five bucks?

Chuckles: Juh?

EMFE: <holding her head> That…….that isn’t real

ABFD: You sayin we isn’t real?

JS: We ain’t?

ABFD: IS WE GHOSTS AGAIN?

JS: That means I am Ghosthead! I think I just beat up Kai! I should go apologize!

EMFE: <grabbing Justin’s arm before he can leave> You are NOT Ghosthead. Sit down…..how do I explain this……do either of you remember walking down a REALLY long hallway recently?

ABFD: Uhhh….well I sorta…..

EMFE: Anyone other than Bill

JS: No

CN: Juh

EMFE: Ok, so if you DIDN’T do it….then you COULDN’T have done it, and those people on the screen are NOT us

ABFD: But…..then how did ol Adjusted Aptitude done make us a Army?

AA: Simple……the magic of CGI!

ABFD: You’s a magician?

JS: Can I borrow five bucks?

ABFD: Like that Amazin Foreskin guy?

AA: He was NOT AMAZING! Johnny and I CARRIED THOSE TWO TO GREATENESS!

<this just draws blank stares from Bill and Justin>

AA: The Chickenshit Heels?

ABFD: the what now?

AA: Johnny Adrenaline and Attitude Adjuster? The greatest heel team that ever lived?

ABFD: No……can’t say I recall them

JS: Doesn’t ring a bell

AA: FEUD WITH DRINK & DESTROY? SHUT THE FUCK UP JOHNNY?

ABFD: Ain’t none of us named Johnny son. You need to get outside more. C’mon Sergeant Sane and Captain Chuckles, we gotta go find that army of us!

JS & Chuckles: YES SIR Corporal Bill From Dawsonville!

<They get up and leave, leaving Ellie May sitting there staring at AA>

AA: How do they NOT know who I am?

EMFE: Well, Aptitude Adjusted, I am sure it will strike them at some point. You care to explain to me how we are going to explain to THEM why there are not thousands of them in the OOWF arena?

AA: It really won’t just occur to them?

EMFE: How do you NOT know who THEY are?

AA: Touche. Can’t you just take them to a library or something? Read them a pop up book on how CGI works?

EMFE: Can’t

AA: Let me guess……..banned from there?

EMFE: We are <crowd sings along> BANNED FROM EVERYWHERE

AA: That is seriously impressive

EMFE: Thank you

<fade>

[BookerShark]

*Stank has just finished watching Stan Fulton's promo.*

Stank - You know I've been prone to hyperbole from time to time, but what I just saw in that promo takes the prize. Really Stan? I don't remember the match going down the way you do and there's tape to back this up. I gave you just as much as was given. I won't go as far to say I whooped your ass like I intended, but you sure as shit didn't dominate like you imagine you did. The only pain I need to recoup from are sore knuckles from your little love tap with that axe-handle, but other than that, I'm doing just as fine as you are. And Oh let's get another thing straight... That match wasn't stopped because of Chloe. That match was stopped before Chloe even got involved, because the ref was too much of a wuss to let me finish you off.

Bell rings. Match over. Anything goes. Don't get mad at me cause your so called friends didn't come out and help you after the bell, as fast as mine came out to get their pound of flesh. You want me one on one? Anytime, anyplace, anywhere big man. I don't call your physical abilities in the ring into question, your brain though is suspect. You are very delusional. Greedy too, if you think you can take Moose's World Title and then focus on taking the World Tag-Team titles from LD and myself. I wouldn't get my hopes up on Eco's ability to help you. And given his recent delusions with clowns and your phobia... well...

Now onto the next ones... The Murphy's.. Tag Team Title proving ground... a more apt term I could not find. Despite the falling out between your father and I, I had great respect for Outback Jack. We ran together for a long time. But don't let that respect I had for him fool you. LD and I are dangerous men. We will hurt you. That's a promise. The question is can you rise to the occasion? Do you think you two have what it takes to beat the OOWF World Tag-Team Champions?

Let's find out.

Fade

[BookerShark]

The INC follows Dashing Victor Deniro into the back of the Destroyatorium, where Danny stands with his back to the camera. He takes a swing at the wall leaving a dent in it. Danny pulls his fist back shaking it out slightly. DVD just leans on a nearby keg.

DVD: You gonna be okay big guy?

Danny turns, and his face is a mixture of anger and sadness. He nods his head towards the door, and then makes the sign language symbol for K.

DVD: He's a tough guy, he's a little busted up, but nothing major.

Danny then nods at Vic and then holds up two fingers and makes the outline of a woman's shape.

DVD: Me and the dames are fine.

Danny waves his hand away, as if to say "this time".

DVD: Look, you can't blame yourself for what just happened.

Danny raises his eyebrow. Victor walks over to stand in front of Danny and pokes him in the chest.

DVD: And you need to stop blaming yourself for what happened to Shannon.

Danny goes to make some motions, but Vic cuts him off.

DVD: No, what happened to Shannon was an accident, one that Ghosthead brought on himself. He shot the mist, hell he goaded you into the fight to begin with. If he wants to blame anyone, he needs to look in a mirror.

Danny then looks frustrated and pounds on his chest, before all the emotion seems to drain from him, and a resigned sadness crosses his face.

DVD: I won't argue that, you did let your emotions get the better of you, seems to be happening a lot lately. You've lost your focus. You are pound for pound one of the best pure athletes on this roster, you think with your heart instead of your head.

Danny let's out a sigh.

DVD: But that is not a bad thing. There is a group of people in the other room that would more than likely not even be able to coexist in the same room if you didn't encourage them to be more. You are not alone, Ghost head is threatening to come? I say let him. He's not the first, he won't be the last.

Danny now begins to look angry again and points to a picture of Lobo on the wall.

DVD: Yeah, people get hurt, and maybe next time it will be me, or one of the girls, but we all know the risk, and listen to this next part carefully.None. Of. Us. Blame. You. Get that through your thick head.

With that Vic raps Danny on his skull, causing the big man to take a step back in surprise.

DVD: That being said, you have a match with Zane this week. He's a big guy like you, he's also an honorable guy, so this one should be a nice old school straight up match. Be thinking about that, not Ghosthead.

Danny nods, and Victor turns and heads back into the bar proper. Danny stands alone in silence for a minute, when he hears a thud behind him. Danny quickly spins pulling his arms up into a guard and quickly surveying the room. Danny stops when he sees a beer can that has fallen rolling on the floor. Danny holds his breath and his pose for a couple of tense seconds before letting out a deep sigh and then shaking his head before leaving the room. The camera stays in the room for a second, where we see a flash of something white in the background moments before it

FADES

[BookerShark]

*Murphys Law are in the Destroyitarium*

DK: Matt Folz, we declared a truce with the Kai. That is all you need to know. As for Saints of Sinners...

Daniella Murphy: Stank, LD, get ready to deal with a bitch with issues!

[BookerShark]

FADE backstage in New Brunswick. Standing at a makeshift altar are Awesome Bill From Dawsonville and The Crusher Stan Fulton. Both are dressed in dark suits and have a black armband around their upper arms.

ABFD: “I... I can’t believe he’s gone.”

SF: “He just couldn’t go on anymore, I guess. He knew it was time and made sure to make that appointment.”

ABFD: “The White Knight is gone. Long live the White Knight.”

Both men stand sniffling and staring at the pictures on the altar of a NASCAR driver.

ABFD: “NASCAR Stan? I knows you a preacher and all. Would you say a few words?”

Fulton pulls out a worn copy of The Bible and bows his head.

SF: “Father. Please accept the spirit of our brother, Dick Trickle, as he ascends into your Heavenly Host. Though he was troubled here on Earth, we know he’ll find Peace and Love in your arms. Comfort and love those he left behind and give them knowledge that they’ll see their Brother again when you call us home.

“In God’s name we pray.”

Both: “Amen.”

The men stand there a few more minutes in silence.

SF: “Bill. I never met Dick Trickle, but I think he’d be upset if we spent the day in sadness. Let’s go watch some of his races and celebrate his life.”

ABFD: “That’s a damn good idea, NASCAR Stan.”

The two men head to Bill’s suite and his extensive NASCAR videotape collection as the camera focuses on this image.



SLOWLY FADE TO BLACK

[BookerShark]

(Moosehead Jack and Chloe are in the Saints of Sinners locker room. Jack is in a chair enjoying some Crown Royal Maple, a gift from the Draculs, along with a good Cuban cigar, a gift from Johnny Icepick and Joey Kielbasa. Chloe is also sitting in a chair working on polishing her branding iron, her DDT Ironperson Heavy Metal Championship, and Moose's World Heavyweight Championship. As she finishes polishing her branding iron and picks up a brush and begins spreading a powder over the barbs, she starts talking respectfully.)

Chloe: Oh, Jack, this is perfect. I am so thrilled that we're teaming together this week against those ….. those Darlings. I'm just happy that you're pleased with the way things have worked out. It means so much that you understand me. You know, my family has so much in common with you. It was our family, the Neals, that burned down dad's company, that ended his precious Beth. Then I came to the OOWF, and that ended my dad. Now, I'll be by your side when we burn down the OOWF, and I'll happily dance around the ashes when we're done.

(Chloe puts down the brush and begins polishing her belt again.)

Chloe: Oh, Jack, I'm so glad you understand what's happened to me, how you trust me, you get me. You know I'm more than I ever was, but I'm less than I'll become. And it's all thanks to you. That's why I'm working so hard. Anything you want, anything you need, Jack, you know, I'm here for you. Always.

(Moose finishes his cigar, puts down his drink, stands up, and walks over to Chloe. He stands in front of her, and she tilts her head down automatically. Moose grabs her chin and tilts her head up. Reflexively she stands and her eyes lock onto his. All emotion drains from her face as he speaks.)

Moose: Chloe, this week we go to war against the Darlings. I demanded that you be in the match with me. This is war. I want you to think back on all that has happened to you. Think of all those people that made fun of you, I want you to think of all those people that put you down, that made decisions for you, all those people that made your life hell.......and I want you to take it out on Alex and Alexis. Anything goes. Destroy. Maim. Massacre. Be what you are. Be who you are. Be a Neal. Make me proud.

(Moose picks up his belt and walks away. Chloe gets a maniacal look in her eyes and a twisted evil grin on her face as she picks up her belt and branding iron.)

Chloe: You can count on me Jack. Trust me.

(Chloe walks out laughing maniacally as we...)

FADE

[BookerShark]

Miranda comes in to the Darling Luxury Suites. She turns on the stereo and CRANKS. IT. UP. Loud. It's some top-40-sounding pop music but in Spanish. I looked for Columbian Top 40 singles....that's a fun search... So just imagine. She dances a bit and then wanders out of the room. Firewoman comes out of her temple room, hands over her ears, just as Alexis enters.

FW: loud loud loud LOUD LOUD LOUD WHY IS THERE LOUD HERE!

Alexis rushes over and turns it down.

LD: Because we grew a teenager.

FW: She's 19.

LD: Close enough...and you can take your hands off your ears.

FW: Huh? Oh....

LD: You look tired.

FW: Same nightmares, Lexie...you and that new woman wrestler....lots of blood....and now you're in a relaxed rules with--

M: Hey! Who turned down my music!

LD: I did...you weren't in here.

M: I just went to get a notebook. Fire and I are going to look at some....tape....

Firewoman sits down and Miranda follows, but appears to be distracted staring at the NinjaCam

FW: It's not considered polite to stare at them.

M: But they're not invisible. I can see the ninja part, I guess, but why-

Fw: They used to be invisible, until females started wrestling here.

M: Why would - oh.

Fw: There was bloodshed.

M: I'm not surprised. But, why is there one here?

Fw: There's always one around.

M: But they can't possibly use all of that footage.

Fw: The OOWF has an incredible team of editor monkeys.

M: Monkeys?

Fw: Literally - Opus does some of the training.

M: ...

Fw: ...

M: Everyone I talked too before I came here told me how weird this place was. I thought I understood, but-

Fw: Not quite?

M: Not even close.

Fw: I'd tell you it'll get easier, but it's too early to start lying to you yet.

M: Even about.....Chad?

Miranda blushes a little bit.

FW: I ... uh....what about him?

M: He's really nice. NOt like those guys in the indies, who are so rude and looking for just one thing.

FW: Chad is also sometimes just looking for one thing....but yeah, he's mostly nice.

M: So...I could go to dinner with him?

FW: You don't need my permission.

M: But you said to steer clear.

FW: *sigh* Yeah, but...you're right, he's a good guy basically. He knows I'd kill him if he hurt you. So...yeah, go ahead if you want to.

M: Great!!!

FW: Back to the tapes, hey, Ninjacam, scram, you're being too distracting.

The ninjacam obliges and we fade.

[BookerShark]

**L.D. Williams watches the Murphys' response to Stank's promo.**

LDW: "A bitch with issues...really? I have a teenage daughter Daniella - You seriously think you can compete with that?

Now, as to our match this week - it goes one of two ways:

One, you try to prove yourselves against the best in the world. We have the championships, you want them. No more, no less. That's the way it should go.

Two, you decide to dredge up our past with your father - try to make this about righting old wrongs. That would be a mistake.

I've been thinking about this since you brought up Fear Us, and it seems to me that raising those issues is an insult...to Outback Jack.

You want payback for the way his career ended - be my guest. Vengeance is a fitting tribute to the man. But before that? Fear Us? Drink and Destroy? It happened. We dealt with it. We shared a drink after. Hell, I went after the New Guard myself after it happened.

Daniella, DK, the blood of a legend runs through your veins. Don't limit your futures by fighting battles that don't need fighting. You're more than capable making enemies all on your own

<chuckles>

Trust me."

<fade>

[BookerShark]

<we open with Moose standing in the middle of the room, under a single lightbulb with the OOWF world heavyweight title over his shoulder, looking down at the floor. Chloe wanders around the room behind him singing something to herself just loud enough to hear>

For everything you do
I’d like to swallow you
And everyday I’m gonna blame you

MHJ: I knew the Darlings in Japan……or, at least I knew of them. As I was getting ready to leave to come to the OOWF, Poe had his eye on a young protégé and his sister. Honestly, what I heard made little impression on me. I left Japan, never really expecting to hear about them again

Even if you justify
Every fucking bullshit lie
It only makes me want to break you

MHJ: I kept in touch with Omar, and the……..legend……..of the Darling’s grew. The more I heard, the less I liked and then Little Alex betrayed Poe and tried to end his career……..despite recent events, Poe is still like a brother to me, he may have forgiven……..I never will

You pull me down
And you crucify my name
You make me insane
It’s broken now
Don’t ever look my way
Don’t even think I’m playin’
‘Cause I fucking hate you
You’re such a liar
And I’d love to hang you
You’re all the same to me

MHJ: I never thought our paths would cross, to be honest, but then you show up in the OOWF……full of arrogance…….full of cockiness, both of you and I knew……I knew then that at some point, we would be in that ring, and nothing would ever be the same again

When you repeatedly
Take advantage of me
The only thought I get of you sickens me
Everybody knows you’re fake
You’re everything I fucking hate
And I’m everything that you could never be

MHJ: You defeated me for the DDT title, I defeated you for the Intercontinental title……..what could have been a normal rivalry turned into war when you kidnapped and tortured me and my sister. She may have forgiven……I never will

You pull me down
And you crucify my name
You make me insane
It’s broken now
Don’t ever look my way
Don’t even think I’m playin’
‘Cause I fucking hate you
You’re such a liar
And I’d love to hang you
You’re all the same to me

MHJ: bones have been broken, blood has been spilled, and nothing has changed. You say you are done……but I saw that look in your eyes little Alex, I saw it. You are no different than Crete……Crete drove himself insane trying to drive me from the OOWF……but Crete needed me

I fucking hate you
You’re such a liar
And I love to hate you
You’re all the same to me
(Fuck you)
(Fuck you)
(Fuck you)
(Fuck you)

MHJ: Since Blood Pond, you haven’t been the same……you have had success, world title, tag title……but it’s not the same, is it? No matter how much you tried with Ghost…….it wasn’t the same, was it Little Alex?

You pull me down
And you crucify my name
You make me insane
It’s broken now
Don’t ever look my way
Don’t even think I’m playin’
‘Cause I fucking hate you
You’re such a liar
And I’d love to hang you
You’re all the same to me

MHJ: I bring out the rage. I bring out the hate. I tried to kill you, I broke Lexie’s neck. It’s not the same against anyone else…….you know against me, there are no rules, there are no lines you cannot cross, you are……..free…….and you, Little Alex, right now, you need that, you are drowning in your own self-righteousness, you are an evil man Alexander Darling, but you want to control it, you want their cheers

And I fucking hate you
You’re such a liar
And I’d love to hang you
You’re all the same to me

(Chloe gets more maniacal now, and louder until she is screaming>

Fuck you (fuck you)
Fuck you (fuck you)
Fuck you (fuck you)
Fuck you (fuck you)

<Chloe bursts into maniacal laughter, then falls to her knees in front of Moose, glaring at the camera, tearing barbed wire off HDB and wrapping it around her fists, Moose finally looks at the camera>

MHJ: Alex, Lexie, I hate you both. There is nothing I won’t do to hurt you. You may need to come into my world to get a taste of what it is like……to fill that need. I live here. Wednesday, there will be blood. There will be pain. There will be misery. In the end……there will be Saints……..and there will be victims……….trust me

<fade>

[BookerShark]

*Daniella Murphy is finishing up a set of bench presses, with DK spotting*

DK: That's not your usual weight to bench.

*She finishes the set, racks the weight with visible effort, and sits up*

D: I looked up Stank's listed weight and added a few pounds.

DK: Ooh, was that a subtle insult?

D: No, just allowing for normal variations in body weight.

DK: OK, what next?

D: Shoot hoops?

DK: Figured you'd say that. Spot me a letter in horse?

D: No, but you can shoot first, and I won't dunk lefty.

*She walks over to a rack and palms a basketball, and passes it to DK. As they head toward the basketball court, SFJ 96 approaches them*

SFJ: Murphy's Law versus Saints & Sinners this week at Mayhem! Are you guys ready?

DK: We've already put in a lot of time studying tape and in the gym, we've been getting some good advice...we can't change the fact that they have so much more experience than we do, but we have been preparing. With us pushing each other, we're both in the best shape of our lives, right Dee?

D: That's true, Dom. In college I did my strength and conditioning work with the men's team to get a tougher workout, but right now I don't need a coach or trainer to push me. We're both so competitive, motivation takes care of itself. Besides, this truly will be a proving grounds for us against 2 of the all time best. And, LD, whatever my thoughts are on the demise of Fear Us, make no mistake that we both have the utmost respect for you, and of course for Stank as well, but you will be getting our A game this week.

SFJ: Anything special we should look for in this match?

DK: Well, they have tagged with each other a lot, so we will have to communicate well and take advantage of knowing each other as well as we do to counter that.

D: Yeah, and maybe I'll get to say this...*turns and stares at her brother*...DK, GET THE TABLES!

*The SFJ looks visibly frightened but the Murphys laugh and head toward the court*

[BookerShark]

**L.D. Williams watches the Murphy's latest promo. He has his cell phone to his ear. He laughs as the SFJ flinches at Daniella's last line.**


"They do you proud, my friend. They do you proud."

<fade>

[BookerShark]

We see Matt Folz and Jaime McAllister standing in front of an official OOWF promo banner.

JM: Matt, this week you face your former enemy turned partner turned friend turned partner turned enemy again Chris Evans. What are your thoughts heading into this match?

MF: This week, none of that matters. Almost everyone in this company is well aware of the history between Chris and myself, and I'm sure at some point one of us will bring it up again. But this week, he's just an opponent. It's simple: I've lost the last two weeks, I need a big win to get me back on track. Wednesday night I will get that win.

JM: What makes you so confident?

MF: You and I went to see Star Trek: Into Darkness right?

JM: Best movie of the year so far, but I don't see what that has to do with anything.

MF: I'm getting to that. There's an exchange of dialogue between 'John Harrison' and Kirk that succinctly describes the history between Chris and I perfectly:

"Because I'm better"

"At what?"

"Everything"

That describes us perfectly, what Chris knows but will never admit is the simple truth: I've ALWAYS BEEN BETTER. And I still am. Now, we'll go out there and have the match of the night for sure, because we almost always do. But in the end, every OOWF fan knows who's going to win on Wednesday night.

FADE

[BookerShark]

*House Show*

BOOM, There Can Be Only One blasts leading into a "King of the World" and "Radioactive" mash-up as the the lights go low and a red and black spotlight blasts over the entrance way. Two hooded figures walk out bouncing their heads to the music. They make their way down to ringside and slide under the bottom rope in unison as the lights come back on and we see matching Darling sigil hoodies as the hoods are removed and Alexander and Lexie Darling are standing in the ring. They climb opposite turnbuckles and perch themselves on the top as they remove microphones.

Alexander: I think it's story time. Whatcha think Lex?

Lexie: I'd rather it be beating bitches up time, but stories have their time and place and this seems like a good time and place.

Alex: Calm down sister darling. The bloodletting time will be upon us soon, but for now let's talk about why we are where we are.

Lexie: It's not because Moosehead Jack is a delusional sociopath and his bitch is a wannabe coattail riding non-factor?

Alex: I guess if you want to generalize, that would be sufficient. But I'm an orator at heart so let me talk to the masses.

Lexie: Orator is one way to put it. coughlikestohearyourselftalkcough is another way to put it.

Alex: Cute Lex, but let's get to the point. The epic Darling and Quinn rivalry ignites again this week. A rivalry that goes back a long time and has seen a lot of blood spilled, bones broken, spirits crushed, and years taken off lives. But yet we continue to walk down this path time and time and time again. They say the sign of insanity is repeating the same actions and expecting different results. WE are NOT insane.

Lexie: No, we are not. We know the results will be the same and we welcome it. Moose likes to act as if we've undergone some drastic transformation with regards to our personality, but that's not exactly accurate.

Alexander: See, Moose continues to act as if we've changed who we are and what we want and how we accomplish that and it's just not correct. What happened is Moose likes to forget that it was he and his who pushed me into the role of savior and hero and the one man who stood against The Five and came out on top.

Lexie: It wasn't us who changed. It was perception and that's what life is all about really. The perceptions of fiction and reality. The perception of who and what people are change based on the surroundings and experiences they find themselves thrust into.

Alex: And now, Lexie and I will thrust ourselves into the role of opponents of Moosehead Jack and his once again. We know we will bruise.

Lexie: We know we will bleed.

Alex: But we will never break facing the likes of you Jack.

Lexie: We will do what we do best and give just as hard.

Alex: We will make sure that when you wake up Thursday, win or lose, you will know who you fought.

Lexie: You will remember just exactly what we are capable of and how much we really don't like you.

Alex: And brother-in-law, most importantly you and that bitch will remember the name Darling.

Lexie: *pulls the hood up as the lights go low once again*Quote the Dark Goddess

Alex: Because we are the Darlings, and well, you're just not...TRUST ME.

*Fade*

[BookerShark]

<Moose is walking down the hall and sees the Darlings promo and smirks>

Dear Alex, perception IS reality. People perceive that you have changed because you HAVE changed. You say you have been pushed into your roles as savior and hero, and that may be the case. They cheer you, They support you, They scream your names. The catch is......you have embraced the role. The Darlings have let the crowd define WHO they are and WHAT they will do. Don't believe me? How many times have you held back? You could have ended Wyatt. You could have ended me. You have said you would go to the ends of the earth to rid wrestling of Moosehead Jack, but you never did, why? Because They may cheer at first, but They see through vigilante justice, and you can't disappoint Them, can you?

Little Alex and the Dark Goddess want another go round? Be my guest. Chloe and I will drag you to hell one more time. The Saints of Sinners will make you famous. We've done this before, it will happen again, if you really.......honestly want to get rid of us......you are going to have to let go of Them. And neither of you have that in you.

<Moose smirks>

BOOYAH BITCHES

[BookerShark]

(The house show continues in Hampton, New Brunswick Community Center as Matty Alouette is having his way in the ring with Johnny Icepick. Suddenly “Baptized in the Blood of the Innocents” and Chloe's insane laughter burst from the speakers followed by Korn's Shoots and Ladders, and out comes the DDT Ironperson Heavy Metal Champion Chloe, who skips down to ringside twirling her barbed wire wrapped Branding Iron, grabs a microphone and rolls into the ring.)

Chloe: (In her best Brooklyneze) Yo, Johnny, gedoutdahere, I gots bidness to talk over with da Canadian Creep here.

(Johnny doesn't argue but bails out of the ring and gives Chloe one of those chin things. She starts to step out of the ring but Johnny decides staying on the good side of the Saints might be better for his health. Chloe turns to Matty Alouette.)

Chloe: So, Matty, how's it goin', eh? Gotcher Backbacon and beans in the back, and your Labatts on ice, eh? C'mon, Matty. I heard about the word in the PHWF Locker room. Beat me, you get a roster spot? Wanna try your luck, Matty? Or to put it plainly, so your teeny tiny brain can understand it, Canadiens français sucent!

(That brings a ton of boos from the crowd, and it also brings Alouette charging across the ring, but Chloe is ready, spinning around and smashing Alouette with the barbs of the branding iron. Chloe proceeds to put the boots to Alouette, grabbing one of his legs and starts dropping knees to the area behind the knee. She drags Alouette to a corner, drops a knee to the head, then to the leg, and starts climbing the turnbuckle. But by the time she gets to the top, Alouette has gotten up and has Chloe in a position to launch her across the ring with a body slam. Chloe works her way to her feet, holding her back, and Matty tries to hit the MONTREAL SHOEJOB, but at the last second Chloe ducks and Matty's leg gets caught in the turnbuckle. Chloe grabs her branding iron and starts pounding away on Alouette's leg! Finally she drops the branding iron and grabs the microphone.)

Chloe: Let me show you Canadians how a real American wrestler does it better.

(Chloe unties Alouette from the ropes, kicks the legs a little more, and then locks in the Edgecator! Matty tries to reach the ropes but he's too far away and taps out. Chloe rolls out of the ring and grabs a chair and rolls back into the ring and picks up the microphone.)

Chloe: Now you see why the only REAL wrestlers from Canada are in the Saints of Sinners! For Mr Williams, for Mr Punswick, and for the benefit of those of you with Flash Photography, let me offer you a Five Second Pose. This is called Con-chair-to for Hoser Poser!

(Chloe holds the chair over her head, smiling, for five seconds, then releases a gutteral primal scream and demolishes Alouette with the chair multiple times before dropping the chair and falling to her knees laughing. She reaches out and grabs her branding iron and the microphone.)

Chloe: Darlings? Every time you come out and run your mouths about who we are, you show your ignorance. I serve Jack because of the failures of Clio. But I AM NOT CLIO. I am Chloe. I am a martyr. For the failures of the Neal family to eliminate the scourge of what Jack fondly refers to as THEM. We rid the world of Beth Banner. We rid the world of the twins father, and if you truly are who you say you are, boy, you would have done that on the mountain when YOU had the chance. I pledge to the man who saved me from a life of mediocrity that I will rid the world of as many of THEM as I can.

(Chloe lowers her head and speaks reverently.)

Moosehead Jack is my leader. I shall not fail.

He makes me to slaughter the innocents, he leads me to stain the waters red.

He hardens my soul. He leads me in the path of destruction, that his name shall be feared.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of White Hats, I shall have no fear, for they bleed.

Thy Bat and my Branding Iron comfort me.

Thou preparest an arena for the slaughter of mine enemies. Thou anointest my head with the blood of the innocents, and it makes you smile. Our cups runneth over with their tears.

Surely evil and vengeance shall I dispense at your command for the rest of my life, and I will dwell in the house of Jack forevermore.

So has it be written, so shall it be, now and forevermore.

(Chloe looks up with anger and fire in her eyes)

Your blood will be mine, dark goddess, boy. Jack and I will bleed you. And we will end you. Trust me, Bitches.

(Chloe drops the microphone and heads to the back as the fans pelt her with debris and the cameras....)

FADE

[BookerShark]

*Jos is in a hospital bed but in good spirits.

His mask is on but is dressed in a hospital gown.*

Jos: Haaaaay!

Long time so see!

Me and Jason got the win so fast in our tag match last week, it's almost like you didn't see it at all! *Wink!*

Right after that though, when I went to the locker room, I didn't feel so good. I think I might have pulled a muscle or something in that match because now i'm here, getting some tests done and what not.

Anyways, things are looking good for this week, hopefully i'll be in shape to compete! The doctors have been postitive and i've been reading the "Secret". So I should be perfectly fine for my tag match.

Tommy Wilder, no hard feelings bro. Hope you realize that last week was all business. I know me and Jason Allen beat you under very weird circumstances, but at the end of the day, a win is a win. AMIRITE!?

I hope you realize I wasn't trying to do any funny stuff, but when you're the only opponent in the ring, you don't have that many options as a competitor. Hope you can understand, because I don't want you to get all booty hurt and pull some ho ass shit. I totally know you are better than that.

I know it is inevitable that we finish our little competitive rivalry, but let's keep the hostile vibes on the low. Especially when we gotta team up against a team I truly respect like "Banned from Everything"!

Voice in the background whispering: Everywhere!

*Jos looks at the person behind the camera*

Jos: that too!? These guys are wicked!

Anyways, I heard about the almighty "Dick Trickle" passing away. First thing that came to my mind is that Awesome Bill and Justin Sane will be out there to prove a point on Wednesday. They are gonna wanna win this for their big dawg in the sky.

And I don't blame them.

I know the casual wrestler could dismiss this as a weakness but i'm no fool. I respect the fact you have extra motivation to want to win this week and respect the fact that I know you are gonna bring the goods! I never under estimate an opponent, because on any given Wednesday, anyone can come out a winner!

Whether i'm at 50 percent or 100 percent, I know my partner Tommy is gonna have my back!

At the end of the day, expect the 4 of us to get in that ring, exceed expectations and steal the show!

For Dick!

*The camera man giggles like a school girl before the scene faaadeeess*

[BookerShark]

The scene opens in front of a nice house. The Door opens and out Walks Jason Allen Madison Clark and what looks to be a 6 year old little girl. Allen sees the crew as Madison and the little girl walk into the garage, Allen comes up to the cameraman.

Jason Allen:Whats up guys?

Interviewer: Jason tomorrow you have a non-title match against Mai Muyo. If you beat him the Champion tomorrow you may get a championship match in the near future. Your thoughts?

Jason Allen: You are right, Tomorrow I get Mai. And I know its not going to be an easy feat to beat girl, but My name is Jason Allen. I'm one of the toughest son of a bitches on this roster and My Win Loss record proves it. There is a lot of people that say Jason Allen is all talk. Yeah I might be But I can back it up, and Mai no offence but I'm gonna whoop your ass.

Camera Man: Wow, what about your wife Madison will she be there? we haven't seen her for a while.

Jason Allen: she will be, however she will be in the front row with my daughter. Right now Madison has a few things going on that she needs to stay home for. School is almost done and is a few other things that is going on before she comes back full time. So mostly Jos and I are on the road together.

Camera Man: Speaking of you and Jos your thoughts on your match last week with him as your partner.

Jason Allen: Jos and I work really well together. Weather we are together as Partners or we work against each other. You got to have that click, and since Day 1 in LBCW, Jos and I have that chemistry, to just Amaze and Awe the crowd. And I wish him and Tommy the best of Luck tomorrow.

Madison and the Little girl walk out of the garage, Jason turns to them as the little girl has knee pads elbow pads and a helmet on as Allen smiles as the little girl talks.

Little Girl: Daddy are you coming?

Jason Allen: One Minute baby, Daddy is almost done.

Allen turns back to the camera and begins again.

Jason Allen: You see that Mai? Thats what I fight for, that is my life. Tomorrow night I will show you that Jason Allen plays no games, but the game itself. Mai you have to ask your self if you are up to the challenge because you have never had a challenge like me. Come and Play Mai......

Allen walks away as the little girl gets on her bike and Allen pushes her down the sidewalk with Madison behind them. Madison stops turns to the camera and starts to rub her Stomach smiles and continues to walk behind Allen and the little girl.

Camera Fades

[BookerShark]

Firewoman is TALKING~! on the phone. More like YELLING~! really...

FW: No, OMAR, I do NOT want to talk to your voice mail AGAIN. I WANT you to get your Egyptian or whatever the hell it is ass HERE so we can talk strategy for the tag team match we have together in less than 48 hours. It'd be nice to work together in order to shake some ring rust off those tired old bones of yours too. But no, I guess I'll see you at 6:30, fresh of the plane. Must be nice to have the Undertaker's contract.

Firewoman slams down the phone, and then notices she's been watched by a Metrosexual Male Journalist.

FW: What.

MMJ: I couldn't help overhearing...

FW: Yes...that's what happens when you yell...people hear you.

MMJ: It's just that...well, I think we can count on one hand the number of times in your entire careers that you and Poe have been on the same page. We all thought you guys had turned a new corner in your relationship.

FW: Yeah, me too. It's no secret, we've not always gotten along--

MMJ: That's putting it mildly.

FW: Are you a commentator? Or just an interviewer?

MMJ: I guess just an interviewer...I hope some day--

FW: Then you ask the questions and leave the commentary to others.

MMJ: Okay...sorry....

FW: As I was saying...we have not always gotten along, and we have very different in ring styles. SO if you add that, plus absolutely no time for preparation or practice, and now we're going up against two of the best new wrestlers to sign with OOWF in years...Yeah, I think I have a right to be angry.

MMJ: Are....are you sure that he'll even be here?

FW: No...no I'm not.

MMJ: Then what?

FW: *angry sigh* Then I'll do my very best to put on one hell of a handicapped match. Not that I wouldn't have been doing that anyway.

Firewoman storms off.

[BookerShark]

~~~ As the MMJ walks out, Chad Madison walks by. ~~~

MMJ: hey! You think I could get a few comments from you?

Chad: Umm.... sure. Just make it quick.

MMJ: This is great. I never get to interview you. All the girls always fight over that assignment

Chad: Well, yeah you know.

MMJ: No, I get it. I'd love to have a peek at that Little Black Book one of these days.

Chad: You wanted a comment?

MMJ: Oh yeah, You and Zane face singles competition this week,

Chad: Yes, I'm taking on Stan Fulton. I've faced him a number of times. I've studied my tape and done all the workouts. I'm ready. I hope he is too.

MMJ: You and Fulton have a checkered past.

Chad: We've been on the opposite sides a few times. I've said it before and I'll say it again, Stan has earned my respect with his new direction. he seems to have a genuine change, and though he's dropped the Reverend label, he's doing things the right way.

MMJ: No jealousy he has a Tag Team Championship Match coming up when you and Zane haven't gotten one?

Chad: Jealousy? No. Do I think Texpress deserves one? Yes. Do I think Stan earned his shot? Yes. I hope he and whomever his partner is dethrone The Sinners. Txpress will have our shot eventually. And we have an ace in the hole when that time comes.

MMJ: Care to elaborate?

Chad: No.

MMJ: Where's Zane?

Chad: He's watching tape on Danny. That's a match I can't wait to see.

MMJ: So what are you doing here? (gestures to Firewoman's Door)

Chad: This is personal. Now go away.

~~~ The MMJ does as he's told. Chad knocks on the door, and slowly opens the door after a few moments of silence Firewoman has her back to the door and is stretching. She whips around, eyes ablaze, and yanks the earbuds from her ears. ~~~

Firewoman: WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE...Oh, what are you doing?

Chad: Sorry, you didn't answer. I was supposed to take Miranda to lunch.

Firewoman: Ahh, THAT explains a lot.

Chad: Sorry?

Firewoman: She was talking to Alex, and they suddenly left to work out.

Chad: Isn't that your job?

Firewoman: Well, obviously Alex is going to help. and I was trying to talk to Poe.

Chad: Gotcha.

Firewoman: You ARE going to behave yourself around her, right?

Chad: Of course! All we were doing was lunch this afternoon. Not even leaving the arena. Scouts honor. (hold his hand with three fingers pointing up. )

Firewoman: Of course you were a Boy Scout. I'll tell her to text you when they get back. If you don't mind...

Chad: Nope. not at all.

~~~ Chad heads out the door and we fade.... ~~~