Midweek Mayhem (7/3) Live from Green River, Utah

[BookerShark]

OOWF Midweek Mayhem
Live from Green River, Utah
Wednesday, July 3rd 2013


OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match
Moosehead Jack (c) vs. Tommy Wilder

OOWF World Tag Team Title Match
Texpress (c) vs. Saints of Sinners (Christian Carter & Jeremy Punswick)

OOWF Onslaught Title Match
Amazing Jos (c) vs. Chris Evans

Non-title Match
Mai Muyo vs. Daniella Murphy vs. Chloe

Intercontinental Title #1 Contender's Match
Alexis Darling vs. Jason Allen


Saints of Sinners (Stank & LD Williams) vs. Salvation (Stan Fulton & Ecosystem)
Matt Folz vs. Alexander Darling
Firewoman & Miranda vs. Banned from Everywhere
Ghosthead vs. DK Murphy
Danny Taylor vs. The Word

Also, A Night of Appreciation for Eric O'Mac




Card subject to the river running red with blood

[BookerShark]

(Chloe has just left Moose in medical. She is furious as she return to the locker room. Chloe seems to be...trembling. )

Junichiro Muyo, you made the biggest mistake of your life. The last man to pull a stunt like that was the LATE Dr Sigmund Ziff. He was...accidentally electrocuted shortly after the old man died. Don't know why the mean old doctor was drying his hair in the bathtub.

Now, Eco, you will have to pay. Not only for what you did to me, but for what you did to Jack. And the price is your little sister. This week I get a shot at Mai Little Pony. The Saints and I softened her up nicely. And Mai, thank your brother and your big goofy Reverend McLamb for the beating you get this week.

And Daniella, I missed out on some more fun this week because you got in the way of Ghosthead. This time I won't be cheated. Unlike Ghosty I won't stop. I'll break that arm off and hand it to you. Want proof? Ask Sunny.

Triple Threat. But in reality, there's only one threat. And you're looking at her. I will end you both. Trust me.

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to check in on Facebook to see how the old folks back home are getting along, then get back to Jack....

(Chloe picks up a tablet as we...)

FADE

[BookerShark]

FADE in backstage in Las Vegas. Getting checked out in OOWF Medical (sponsored by Bayer) is The Crusher Stan Fulton. Hovering nervously nearby is Junichiro Muyo.

SF: “Juni. If you stand there biting your fingernails any longer you’re going to be called Stubby.”

E: “Sorry, Stan. I know you’re probably angry with me.”

SF: “Why would I be angry with you?”

E: “Uh, well, you want me to be a better person and I didn’t really try to save you and if Moose had thrown that lighter at you you’d be an Independence Day firework right now.”

SF: “It was a cage match, Juni. I went in there expecting no help. I should have known that Moose couldn’t win on his own. When was the last time Moose actually won a match by himself? He must be past his prime.”

E: “You realize you’re just trolling now.”

SF: “Probably, but the point is valid.”

E: “Agreed.”

SF: “For all intents and purposes I won that match. Without Chloe, Moose loses. I beat his ass for twenty minutes. He got like three offensive moves. I proved I’m better than he is. In his element. He won because he had to have backup.”

E: “But afterwards?”

SF: “Afterwards you regressed. A bit. I can’t fault you for that. I’ve pushed you pretty hard these past few months. We’ll call it a bump in the road.”

E: “Thanks.”

SF: “This week’s card been posted?”

E: “It has. I’ve seen it.”

SF: “And?”

E: “You and me against Stank and LD.”

SF: “How’s Mai?”

E: “She’s going to be fine. A simple post-match beatdown. She’ll be up for her match on Wednesday.”

SF: “What does she have?”

E: “Non-title three way against Daniella and...”

SF: “Let me guess. Chloe.”

E: “Correct.”

SF: “God forgive me, but I want that little tramp buried.”

E: “Stan!”

SF: “Sorry, Juni. I meant figuratively. Sorta.”

E: “Speaking of regressing.”

SF: “Maybe that’s what the Saints want. Revert everyone back to their base impulses. We all go batshit and take the OOWF down with us.”

E: “If that is their plan, it’s ingenious.”

SF: “It’s working too.”

E: “So we’re good?”

SF: “Juni. We’re partners.”

E: “Sorry. I’m ... uh ... not used to having anyone stand by me.”

SF: “Mai’s always been willing.”

E: “I just wanted to protect her.”

SF: “She knows that. We’re both always going to be there from now on, Juni. No matter what paths we take.”

Eco looks askance.

SF: “What?”

E: “Huh? Oh, nothing.”

Eco looks to the other side of Fulton’s bed and the Joker nods approvingly.

E: “Nothing at all.”

FADE

[BookerShark]

*Stank and LD Williams step out of medical holding the OOWF Tag Team Championship belts and are confronted by Matt Striker.*

MS - Sirs despite carrying the championship belts you are no longer the tag team champions. After what we witnessed in your match I don't understand why you would blatantly break the rules knowing that it would cost you the titles. I mean what is going on here?

*Stank and LD look at each other then at Matt.*

Stank - The OOWF will burn. We've been saying it for months. That means the game has changed. Every time the White Hats think they have won, The Saints of Sinners will be right there to drag them into the agony of victory.

MS - But, with all due respect, the key word there is "victory". Texpress won and they won because you got yourselves disqualified. They are now the Tag Team Champions. Why would you let that happen?

LDW - So many questions, Matt. Listen Texpress thought they could get one over on us by forcing us to wrestle by their rules. We played along. We agreed to the match... but if you don't think we got exactly what we wanted by the end of that match... well as my friend here says... you haven't been paying attention.

Stank - We left Texpress lying in a pool of their own blood. Our desire is simple. You burn. There is a cost for victory by any of the White Hats and The Saints of Sinners are going to show Texpress exactly what it means to be tag team champions in the Saints of Sinners world. Imagine what Texpress would do with these belts. Defend them against Fire and Alex, Banned from Everywhere, hand out a few shots to some teams from PHWF, maybe grant a shot at some hackneyed teams in the main roster before defending them against Fire and Alex again. All in Onslaught World Class, kiss the babies and hug your mama matches where the sheep cheer classic five star workrate efforts and the Saints are shut out because of some bullshit clause in a contract. You shitting me? That's not happening. In a bullshit Texpress candyland world maybe... but in this world... you're not with The Saints... you burn.   

LDW - Right now we are going to hold on to these belts so we can hand them to Jeremy Punswick and Christian Carter after they finish punishing Texpress. 

Stank - And speaking of punishment... Stan and Ecosystem looks like you're next on the docket, but let me just address someone real quick before I get back to you two. Matt Folz. I ain't no one's stepping stone. If you think you are just going to run through the Saints in order to get a shot at the World Title...? Think about your impending marriage. Wouldn't your time be better spent focusing on that rather than getting slaughtered by the Saints of Sinners? You want to make it to your wedding don't you? Don't pick this fight. Now... Juni... welcome back. We've missed beating on you. And from the looks of it you haven't learned a damn thing. It's always a game of one-upsmanship with you? Jack is evil... you can be MORE evil. Jack is insane... but you are more insane. Jack is devious... Juni is the mutha fukin god of deviousness. I mean good lord it's so easy. We don't even have to play the game with you. You just continue to be you, Juni and The Saints will be just fine.

LDW - Stan is never going to be a Grand Slam Champion in a Saints of Sinners era where the world is on fire and you are his partner Ecosystem. You want to play. Let's play. It won't change the outcome. You will hurt and the OOWF will continue to burn.

[BookerShark]

*Las Vegas Hospital Room*

We fade in on Alexander Darling sitting bedside in Firewoman's private hospital room. We take a look and notice Fire has bandages covering her eyes as a doctor checks on her vitals. Alex notices that Fire is waking up and quickly reaches his hand out to grab Fire's to let her know she's not alone.

Alex: Hey Lee. You're gonna be okay.

Fire: I can't see. Where am I? What's going on? Alex...why can't I see?

Alex: Don't worry about that now. The doctor here is just making sure there's no permanent damage and there isn't. Remember, I've been through this quite a bit.

Fire: But it's dark. And you know I HATE the dark.

Alex: I do. But it really will be okay. I promise. Give it another few hours and they'll flush your eyes again and you'll be back to the same wonderful all-seeing Firewoman. I swear.

Fire: Did I win at least?

Alex: In a manner of speaking.

Fire: What's that supposed to mean?

Alex: I think you achieved your goal. It was subtle, but I saw the flicker of fire back in Danny. And I know that's what this match was about. As much as you talk about winning is all that matters, you've grown beyond that. A match is a match, but winning is about life. And you won last night.

Fire: So, what you're saying is Ghosthead blinded me and let Danny win.

Alex: I mean, if you want to be technical about the facts, then sure. Danny didn't know though.

Fire: I figured. Ghosthead is going to have to pay, you understand. Blood Moon Rising and all.

Alex: I don't say this much when it comes to wrestling Fire...but be careful with him. He's different than the rest of us.

Fire: I can be different too, ya know.

Alex: I know and if it was just wrestling or even wrestling-adjacent I wouldn't be saying this, but the issues with Ghosthead go far beyond the ring and this world. Sooner or later he's either going to completely break or he's going to bring people with him before he breaks. I actually think he feels forced to be the way he is...the rest of us choose who we are.

Fire: Forced or choosing, he interfered in my life, in my match and I'll have to show him that's unacceptable.

Alex: Understood, but get better first. Be 100%. Besides, you've got an important match this week.

Fire: Oh, do I?

Alex: Yes...you and Miranda against Banned from Everywhere.

Fire: She better be training already.

Alex: Actually, she's down the hall checking on Chad.

Fire: What? Why?

Alex: Whatcha think...Saints decided losing the titles was worth it to put Chad and Zane in adjacent beds.

Fire: They really are going to try and burn this place to the ground....oh, please tell me Stan won at least?

Alex: Nope. Moose and Chloe wouldn't let that happen. But *deep breath* Juni's back and has put himself right in the Sinner's crosshairs.

Fire: *sighs* I think I need to rest Alex. Don't go anywhere though.

Alex: Of course not. I'll be here.

*Fade*

[BookerShark]

*LJ Bennett is rifling through some paperwork on his desk, as a replay of Eric O'Mac's vignette from the Let it Ride PPV plays on television in the background. The vignette concludes with touching music and a promise for an appearance by EOM at next week's Mayhem. Local TV ads play after that for a minute or two, before Ghosthead walks into Bennett's office carrying his IO briefcase. Bennett looks up from his paperwork.*

LJB - Mr. Mann. I don't remember us being scheduled for a meeting.

*Ghost stalks over and hops up on top of Bennett's desk. He sweeps Bennett's paperwork off the desk with is foot before sitting down in the lotus position calmly placing the briefcase between him and the GM. Bennett rolls his chair back a step as he looks up at Ghosthead.*

Ghost - You are to refer to me as Ghosthead... not Mr. Mann. I am here because there has been an oversight with your promo department in regards to this... Eric O'Mac person you're throwing a party for next week.

LJB - An oversight you say?

Ghost - Yes. The caption reads that he is the longest reigning Onslaught Champion as well as the longest reigning tag-team champion. I have not bothered to look up his tag-team credentials, but as far as being the longest reigning Onslaught Champion... that title belongs to the Ghosthead Killer, The Death Knell... and to him alone. You will correct this, or suffer.

*Ghosthead leans his head forward and down as he folds his arms across the top of his briefcase, staring hard at the GM through pale eyes, a trace of black mist leaking out the corners of his mouth.*

LJB - I.. I.. I'll see what I can do.

Ghost (Calmly) - You will do more than that. You will run a correction with any future airings of O'Mac's impending arrival and have Russ and Razz state the truth on air at Mayhem... preferably just prior to O'Mac's appearance on the show. And if I am so incline, you will have Eric O'Mac proclaim me as the longest reigning Onslaught Champion himself. I am not usually prone to fits of vanity, but I ask for very little from this company. I will not have my accomplishments diminished.

LJB - I'll w..work on it.

Ghost - Please see that you do Mr. Bennett. Do so as if your life going forward depended on it.

*Ghosthead spins around and hops off the desk, carrying his briefcase with him, as he walks out the door and the camera fades.*

[BookerShark]

<Moose is in the locker room getting ready to head to Green River. He is wearing dark sunglasses and smoking a cigar, he notices the INC>

Stan Fulton.....there seems to be one thing you have forgotten about being champion.....I don't have to beat you, you have to beat me. You can say whatever you like, how you had me beat, how the title was in your grasp, how you beat the snot out of me.....but realize this.....I knew Chloe was under the ring the whole time, that was the plan from day one Stan. There was no chance you were walking out of that cage with MY title. None. Now Stan, you go to the end of the line, or back to tag teams so Stank and LD can kick the shit out of you for awhile.

This week.....Tommy Wilder. The high flying, death defying, adrenaline junkie. Go big or go home. Wilder...you like to do imitations, your impersonation of me.....so clever. Well Tommy, you see, I consider myself a bit of a magician, and this week, I am going to make your career disappear. Let's see how high you can fly when I break your fucking neck. You wanted my attention? You got it. Let's dance

<Moose picks up his bag and slings it over his shoulder and heads toward the door, then stops and turns back around>

Almost forgot.......Ecosystem

<Moose looks down and seems to consider his words, then begins to laugh>

Eco, you and I have had a tenuous relationship since day one. For the most part, we were either loosely affiliated, or just stayed out of one another's way. But now.....now you come back and seek revenge for what I did to your sister.

<Moose pauses there for a moment, to let the words sink in>

I want you to think about that for a minute. You want revenge for what I did to your sister. You fucking amazing hypocrite. Fire may have forgiven you, or moved past it, or whatever the hell it is she does, but I will never, ever forget that. The fact that I didn't break Mai's neck just to BEGIN to even the score should speak volumes. But now....

<Moose takes off his sunglasses and we see his eyes are red and badly swollen>

.....you want to dance with the Devil in the pale moonlight? You're on

<Moose puts his sunglasses back on and heads out and we fade>

[BookerShark]

Firewoman is laying in her hospital room, bandages still on. The lights are dim because she doesn't really need them. The camera indicates someone is coming in, but we don't see who it is until...

FW: Sensei.

The camera flips to Ecosystem, mid stride. He was trying to be stealthy, but since he failed, he shrugs and sits down on the side of her bed.

Eco: How did you know?

FW: Just did.

Eco: Are you....doing okay? I mean, I know you don't like--

FW: Heh, yeah...They had to tie my hands down at first because I kept fighting them but...I'm practicing the breathing techniques you showed me.

Eco: Oh....

FW: And Alex has been here.  That helps.

Eco: I should go--

FW: Also, I am heavily sedated.

Eco: Well, I was just--

FW: ...

Eco: *sigh* We're never going to be right, are we.

FW: You mean, as an "us?" No....

Eco: No..I mean, that too, but ... just in general...

FW: Look, Zane thinks I'm crazy, but....

Eco: ....What?

FW: Can we talk without the clown?

Eco: What clown?

FW: The one that follows you around everywhere.

Eco: You.....wait....

Eco looks up to see the Joker smirking at the edge of the bed. And then he fades away.

FW: You started the OOWF right?

Eco: Right...

FW: Bennett is trying to destroy it. With Saints of Sinners. I'm not sure who is controlling who, but be that as it may, this is YOUR legacy they're trying to destroy. This is what allowed you to send Mai to school, to help raise your mother out of poverty.

Eco: That and my investments which--

FW: Which all come from the OOWF....or at least most of them do.

Eco: So..

FW: So don't let them.

Eco: Are you actually....are you asking me to side with you and the rest of the White Hats?

FW: Look, I still think Danny is our best hope in the ring, for a number of reasons...but I don't think his head is still in the game. And besides...Danny is too....well, he's too good. This calls for someone a little bit more....

Eco: What?

FW: Insidious

Eco: So naturally you thought of me.

FW: No, I thought of me first. But.....

Eco: You could use a partner in that.

FW: Maybe. But you also have the passion that this is YOUR company, or at least it was. I love the OOWF but I've got nowhere near the emotional investment in it that you do. And I know how you are when you have that connection.

Eco: Too well....

FW: ....

Eco: ....

FW: ....

Eco: I'll...I'll think about it.

Fire opens her mouth to say something, when Alexander walks in with a large bouquet.

AD: I know you can't see them, yet but I--

Alex's jovial mood is instantly turned as he has murder in his eyes. Ecosystem stands quickly.

Eco: Hey, Alex, I was just checking on...um...yeah, I'll just go.

AD: Yes. Yes you will.

Alex death-stares him out of the room, before sitting the flowers on the table.

AD: You asked him, didn't you.

FW: Maybe?

AD: I hate...I mean, REALLY hate, to say this...but Zane is right.

FW: We'll see.

We start to fade, but not before the Joker grabs a flower out of the vase, and walks out, smiling.

[BookerShark]

~~~ The Texpress Express pulls into Green River, Utah (HUGE Cheap pop) and drives along several streets before pulling in the back lot of the OOWF Arena Bridgette disembarks first, followed by Zane and Chad, both of whom are sporting bandages and look in pretty rough shape. As they are unloading luggage from under the bus, Chad is ATTACKED FROM BEHIND and spun around by.... Miranda. ~~~

Miranda: I'm so glad you're here!

Chad: (wincing) Easy now

Miranda: I'm SO SORRY. Do you want me to help you?

Zane: No, we can manage.

Miranda: I've been wondering when you were going to get here.

Bridgette: All me shug, I made them get properly discharged before we left Vegas.

Miranda: Really? Fire just leaves when she's ready.

Zane: I understand her a little more now.

Bridgette: And that's why I made you stay. For your own good.

Chad: (putting an arm around Miranda) I didn't get to tell you the other night, you hung in there pretty well Sunday. I was impressed.

Miranda: (hanging her head a little) I really thought I could get further in that match.

Chad: (lifting her head with his finger) You handled yourself well. Showed a lot of gusto out there. Clusterbombs are tough to navigate.

~~~ As they reach the arena doors, they are met by a RNSFJ. She spies Chad's arm around Miranda and is clearly distraught. ~~~

RNSFJ: I... I need some comments guys.

Zane: Now?

Bridgette: Yes hon, I told you we missed a spot yesterday.

Zane: Fine.

RSNFJ: Stank and LD walked out of the ring with your Title Belts.

Chad: Championships....

RNSFJ: And have made some strong statements, have you heard?

Chad: Of course we have. You can tote around those Championships all you want. We are the World Tag Team Champions. We won the match Sunday. Our hands were raised in victory. And the record books reflect that.

Zane: You can talk about us not pinning you..... and that's all true. We won the match as it was structured. You can talk about having a stipulation sprung on you, when we could have waited until we reached the ring that night to tell you. You can talk about us keeping you out of Championship matches, when that's exactly what you two did to us.

Chad: As you like to remind everyone, we don't hold the power here. We will say this: You want a rematch? Fine. Your buddy Bennett pulls the strings. You want it No DQ? No Countout? Whatever you think will give you the advantage? Fine. We are the best tag team in this business. We are The Measuring Sticks. We are Texpress

Zane: As for the OOWF burning, I don't see any flames. I don't see any smoke. All see is a group of bullies who are full of hot air. Wednesday, at MidWeek Mayhem, Live from Green River (another HUGE Cheap Pop), we're going to show your cronies what happens when they Mess With The Bull , and then we're taking back what is ours, the World Tag Team Championship Belts.

~~~ Chad, Zane, Bridgette & Miranda all make the 'Horns' sign. The RNSFJ signals cut and starts to walk away. Chad runs over to her and turns her around ~~~

Chad: Aren't we forgetting something?

RNSFJ: (Smiling up at Chad) ..what did you have in mind?

Chad: aren't you going to ask Miranda about her match?

RNSFJ: Oh. (Face clearly disappointed) Yeah... Sure. Miranda, what do you think about your match this week?

Miranda: I can't wait to team with Firewoman. I've learned so much from her already, it will be a thrill to actually get in the ring with her. Banned From Everywhere will have their hands full!

RSNFJ: Good enough.

~~~ She turns and stomps away. Chad opens the door for Miranda, they enter the building and we fade... ~~~

[BookerShark]

(Chloe enters the Saints of Sinners dressing room, the old bloody towel around her neck, pushing a shopping basket with a number of weapons inside including her branding iron, blackjacks, baseball bats...and a shovel? She sees INCy, stops, and picks up the shovel. )

The Right Reverend McLamb thinks I should be buried. Seems only fair to return the favor. Though rather than a shovel, perhaps I should pull out one of Mr Levesque's favorite weapons.

(Chloe drops the shovel and pulls out a sledgehammer.)

Last time you ran into one of these, little Stan, you almost died. Perhaps one more time...or at least those kneecaps of yours.... As for the rest of this stuff....

(Chloe dumps the contents of the basket onto the floor and kneels with the weaponry all around her.)

Consider this protection. Because in my little Triple Threat match this week I am at a disadvantage. Mai Little Pony may be hurt, but if anything happens her big bad brother Ecogimp and the Reverend McLamb will limp and waddle their way down to the ring to try to protect her from the rookie. And you know that wherever the big bad Irish bitch Daniella is, her brother won't be far behind. I know the rest of the Saints have pending business, so I want to make sure that even if they can't get to the ring, I at least have a fighting chance.

(Chloe reaches into the pile and picks up her branding iron and a barbed wire crucifix.)

Jack's plan is working perfectly. The fire is smouldering, the embers beginning to glow, and all it takes is a little more fuel, and sooner, rather than later, the flames will build, and the OOWF will burn. And there's no one with the testicular or ovarian fortitude to stop us. No one. Jack's plan is perfect, and I will follow him into the flames, and stand by his side forever.

(Chloe drops the branding iron and grasps the crucifix firmly as she closes her eyes and lowers her head.)

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)

Daniella Murphy. Mai Muyo. You are powerful competitors. But this time I will not fail. I will end you. Permanently. Trust me.

(Chloe lowers her head, looks at the weapons, then begins playing with them as a wicked demented laugh comes from her and INCy decides to quickly....)

FADE

[BookerShark]

We come up in the Darling Suites when the front door is SMASHED open. A very irate Dynamite Danny Taylor comes into the scene and quickly scans the room. Not seeing anyone there, he begins to bash open every other door in the room. This causes Alexis Darling to come into the scene. She is momentarily shocked not expecting to see Danny nearly destroying the room.

Alexis: Danny? What are you doing here?

Danny spins and strides across the room standing in front of her. He holds up the symbol for a V, and a light dawns in Alexis's eyes.

Alexis: Crap, with Fire being taken to the hospital after the match we all forgot to fill you in.

Danny motions for her to hurry up.

Alexis: You need to calm down. Look, Vic was never in any danger, let me call him and I'll prove it.

Danny looks confused, but he backs away as Alexis pulls out her phone and makes a call.

Alexis: Guess who I have here with me Vic....Yeah, and he's not happy.....no, I really think you should tell him....okay I will.

Alexis hangs up the phone.

Alexis: Victor is on his way over, just calm down will you.

At this point Danny is starting to pace and you can see his is starting to piece things together. Moments later an out of breath Victor Deniro rushes into the room. He looks over at Alexis with concern.

DVD: Did he hurt you?

Alexis: No.

DVD: Did you hurt him?

Alexis: (smiling a little) No, now, I think you two need to talk in private, I'll give you both a moment.

Alexis steps out, and Victor looks over to Danny, who is grimacing.

DVD: Figured it out?

Danny points to Victor, and then to a picture of Firewoman that is nearby, he then taps on his own head.

DVD: Yeah, we thought we could maybe force you out of this daze you have been in. We all need you hear.

Danny cuts him off, pointing strongly at the ground in front of him. This just seems to piss Victor off.

DVD: Bullshit. This lone wolf thing is not you. I know you blame yourself for everything that has happened over the last couple of years, but you can't. Jack, Lobo, Shannon, none of that was your fault....but what happened last night to Firewoman? That was.

Danny looks a little taken back at this.

DVD: She got misted and screwed out of a win she deserved, because you wouldn't do what you do best and fight. You were going through the motions, but you weren't really in it, and you haven't been for a while. So fine, run off and try to fight alone. If you think that will keep the rest of us safe, you are wrong. I don't know how else to get through to you.

Danny waves Victor away. He smacks himself on the chest then points to his eye before clasping a fist over his heart. He points to Victor and shakes his head no.

DVD: I know I don't know what's in your heart, or your head for that matter, but that's just because you aren't letting me...or anyone for that matter in. You can't keep blocking us out.

Danny takes two fingers and points at his eyes in the "watch me" gesture before storming out of the room. Alexis sees him leave and comes back in to see Victor letting out a big sigh, the emotion draining out of him.

Alexis: So did you and Fire's plan work?

DVD: Yes and No.

Alexis: What do you mean?

DVD: Well, he's not walking around in a daze anymore.

Alexis: That's good.

DVD: Now he's just walking around pissed off at us.

Alexis: That's not so good.

Victor nods in agreement, as we

[BookerShark]

*Murphy's Law are at a gym. Daniella is doing military presses with DK standing close to spot*

DK: Shoulder holding up?

Dee: Yeah, it's been dislocated often enough that it doesn't bother me anymore. Deltoids and rotator cuff are feeling strong.

DK: Good.

Dee: Still, feel free to give Ghosthead the first installment.

DK: Planning on it. You ready to deal with Chloe?

*Daniella pauses while holding the barbell overhead, and her face transforms into the Empty Team expression of Jack of the Hinterlands*

DK: Really?

Dee (face back to normal): Dom, I agreed that when we team, we do things your way. For now, anyways. And I respect what Danny tries to do.

*She lowers the barbell and hands it to DK*

Dee: But when I go to the ring by myself, I am going to be myself.

[BookerShark]

FADE in on a 2013 Kia Soul driving between Las Vegas and Green River, Utah. Somewhere on Interstate 15 North of Cedar City, Utah the camera zooms in until it appears it’s in the passenger seat looking at The Crusher Stan Fulton. Fulton talks as he’s driving.

“Well Moose? I suppose we should have a chat. It’s going to have to be a one-way thing right now since you’re not here to respond. But you made a statement about our match earlier so I’ll go off of that for now.

“No, you didn’t have to beat me in that match. Champions advantage and all that. But the truth is, and you know this in your heart, is that I beat you. The official match result might say different, but deep down in what remains of your soul, you know that baring Chloe’s help, I’d be World Heavyweight Champion.

“So where does that leave us? Nowhere special I suppose.

“The World Heavyweight Championship was never my primary goal. The tag team titles are right now. But I accomplished one important thing Sunday night. I showed the rest of the OOWF that you are vulnerable. You are not all-powerful. One on one, there’s no one that the Saints of Sinners can defeat.

“You have a numbers advantage, I’ll give you that. Your opposition isn’t always on the same page like you are. And now there’s a little less gold around the Saints of Sinners waists.

“Congratulations Chad and Zane. You were the smarter team and you won the titl... championships. World Class rules. Brilliant strategy. I hope however you anticipated that beat down you received. It’s nothing you haven’t faced before, I know, but you had to expect that Stank and LD wouldn’t actually wrestle fair.

“I hope, guys, that when you’re up to it, Juni and I have a chance at those championship belts. I think I’m safe in saying that you two are honorable men and there’s no need to force the issue with my championship guarantee.

“Which leads us to tomorrow night’s match at the end of this road. Stank and LD Williams. Still smarting over the loss, though claiming that they don’t care. It’s always easy for former champions to claim they didn’t care about the titles after they’ve lost them. Tell that to Moose right now. He cares about his World title. He said so himself. He said he’d never lose them. I do believe you two said the same things about the tag titles while you were holding them. That no one would ever take them away from you.

“Well someone did. I’m sorry it wasn’t Juni and myself that did, but now they’re gone. And you’re looking for retribution. Not only for losing the titles but I’m sure Moose has articulated his request that Juni receives some payback tomorrow night.

“I was hoping we could take the World Tag Team Championships away from you two, but that’s the way it goes. Now Juni and I prove to the rest of the OOWF that we’re worthy of a title shot. That means beating you two. Oh, I know that won’t be easy. It might be the hardest thing we do. But I have faith.

“Enjoy the pain.”

FADE

[BookerShark]

*Jos is at Chucky Cheese making an appearance for one of his fans, on his birthday. Jos turns around and see's the camera looking at him*


Jos: Chris Evans, I dare you to take this title from me! I've barely scratched the surface as Onslaught Champion and i'm going nowhere! I'm bringing swag to this company and I dare you to out Swag me, son! You are a hell of an athlete. I'll even admit that I do enjoy wrestling you. But don't get cocky, Kid.

I wanna go out and show the world that the Onslaught title is just as important as the OOWF Title!

Bring your "A" game and i'll bring my "A++++" game! Quote me on that!

*A little kid walks by Jos with a slice of pizza on his plate*

*Jos grabs the slice and takes a bite*

*He spits out the piece almost immediately*

Jos: Dear god, the kid put boogers in that pizza! Who the hell puts boogers in their Pizza!?

[BookerShark]

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

LDW: “Sunday night – let’s not sugar-coat it – the Texpress won the match and took our OOWF Tag Team Titles. Chad and Zane will tell you that that makes them the greatest team in the history of the world and far better than we could ever be.”

S: “There are a lot of sheep that would agree with that assessment.”

LDW: “This week, they face Christian Carter and Jeremy Punswick. If they get past them…well we probably still won’t get a title shot.”

S: “Paragons of virtue that they are, I’m sure the cowboys have a whole list of reasons why we don’t deserve a rematch. But boys, if you think you’ve seen the last of us, you really haven’t been paying attention.”

LDW: “But enough about the almost-champions. This week we face Stan Fulton and Ecosystem. Give our history, we could go a lot of directions with this, but let’s stick to facts.”

S: “Billy-Dee and I are the two most decorated men in this company’s history. Stan and Eco…are not. But, as we all know, title wins don’t necessarily mean much. Right Texpress? Sometimes you need to look a little deeper.”

LDW: “Stan Fulton is a great wrestler with a bit of an identity crisis. Ecosystem is an identity crisis that wrestles occasionally. Stank and I, we are what we’ve always been. We aren’t trying to be something we’re not. Or not be something we are.”

S: “Wednesday night, The Saints will be wrestling our opponents, not ourselves. While the Reverend and the Psycho are trying to find that line they’re not allowed to cross, we’re going to mow them down in any way we choose.”

LDW: “Gentlemen, the key to success is excising self-doubt. You can’t. We don’t have to. Wednesday night, you burn.”

<fade>

[BookerShark]

Firewoman and Miranda are finishing up in the training ring.

FW: Good job today. I think we're ready for BFE.

Mir: I guess....

FW: You gotta shake the losses off. You held your own pretty well, and it'll just take time and experience.

Justin Sane and Awesome Bill from Dawsonville walk in. Bill is pushing Justin ahead of him.

ABFD: G'on, son. Ya only get one shot.

FW: *exasperated* what are you two doing?

ABFD: Now listen hear, Farlady...we don't want no problems, and we don't want to be witchified or nothin' like that...

FW: Witchified?

ABFD: I seen you out in the boneyard, consortin' with demons and what not.

FW: *eye rolling* Fine...what is it you DO want...

ABFD: Not me, Ms. Lady. Justin here'd like to express his sincerest 'preciation for Carmen Miranda there...

Mir: Huh?

FW: He means you...Look, if this is a strategy--

ABFD: No, ma'am...no strategery here. We's honest folk who abide by the proprieties. The proprieties must be observed, my daddy always said, when there be courtifyin' afoot...

Mir: Courtifyin?

FW: No...just--

ABFD: My boy Justin come here to state his intentions to courtify Ms. Carmen there--

Mir: Wait, me?

FW: Bill....

ABFD: Now I know it's gen'ly the daddy what gives permission, but seein' as how Ms. Carmen's daddy ain't here, we was gonna ask Alabaster Darlington. So we done got him to the door, but he sez to ask you, and then laughed...dunno what wuz so funny.

FW: I do...I'll be sure to discuss that with him. So...

Bill pushes Justin forward. Justin holds out his hand and it's a flower. He hands it to Miranda, who does not take it.

Mir: I don't get--

ABFD: I know you doesn't speak the English too well, bein' from Mejico--

Mir: I'm from Columbia--

FW: Just....let it go so this can be over with.

ABFD: -- *speaking slower and of course louder* My boy Justin here thinks you are might purty...uh...PURTY-OH...and he'd like to ... uh....COURTIFY-OH...YOU-OH.

Mir: Wow....

FW: Go away, you two...Miranda is not interested in any....courtifyoh-ing.

Justin looks down sadly. Miranda softens, but Fire does not. Bill gets his face all twisted with rage.

ABFD: And just what's wrong with Justin here? Ain't he nice? Ain't he a good provider! He's got a job an' stuff.

FW: It's not that, Bill, Miranda has other things she needs to focus on and--

ABFD: It's that low down snake Chad Madison from the Texicans. He's got Miranda puttin' on airs like she's better 'n us.

Mir: I'm not--

FW: Go away.

JS: A DUEL!

Mir/FW/ABFD: What?

JS: I shall challenge Chad Madison to a duel! For the hand of Carmen Miranda!

Firewoman just shakes her head before looking down and rubbing her temples. Miranda doesn't seem to know what to do, but Bill claps Justin on the back.

ABFD: Hot damn, son, that's a mighty fine idear! Farlady? You let yer boy Chad know that he's gonna have to fight fer this here senorita's ... uh....

FW: GET OUT!

ABFD: C'mon Justin...we's got duelin' to practice.

JS: I shall return, milady!

FW: OUT! NOW!

JS: I guess we're banned from here now too.

ABFD: Wouldn't surprise me...we is...

Voices: BANNED FROM EVERYWHERE!

Firewoman throws a bottle of Aquafina at them. They run out.

Mir: What just happened here?

FW: I don't even know.

Cut to the hallway where Bill and Justin are walking away.

JS: You think it worked?

ABFD: Hell, yes, it worked son...we got Farlady and Carmen Miranda all distracted now! We's playin' mind games just like the rest of the gang!

JS: Okay...but she didn't take my flower.

ABFD: Hell, son who cares? We's gonna win tonight!

Bill walks down the hall. Justin looks at his flower and sighs sadly, and follows.

[BookerShark]

(The Saints of Sinners are preparing for tonight's card when LJ Bennett enters the dressing room carrying a very large box. On the outside is the Proflowers logo.)

Moose: Bennett. A peace offering?

Bennett: No, Moose, a delivery for Chloe.

Carter: Flowers?

Puns: For...her?

Moose: CHLOE!

(Chloe comes running into the room and kneels at Moose's feet.)

Chloe: You called, Jack?

Moose: Our illustrious GM and delivery boy has a package for you...

(Chloe looks over, sees the Proflowers logo, and jumps up, smiling and clapping.)

Chloe: It's here it's here it's here it's here! YAY!

Bennett: Uh, sure, but what is it?

Chloe: (Snatching the box from Bennett and holding it tightly) It's my SECRET WEAPON for tonight. Now go away!

(Chloe skips off to another room and slams the door. She comes out moments later, still clutching the box.)

Chloe: Does anyone have some scissors?

Moose: (Reaching underneath the chair) Here you are, Chloe.

Chloe: Oh, thanks, Jack!

(Chloe runs back into the room and slams the door.)

Bennett: What's that all about, Moose.

Moose: That's on a need to know basis, Bennett, and right now you don't need to know. Don't you have some more paperwork to fuck up?

(Bennett storms out of the locker room as Stank walks up.)

Stank: What the fuck is she up to, Moose.

Moose: Damned if I know.

LD: She's a brave one though, running with scissors and all...

(Moose and Stank just look at LD. We hear giggling and laughing coming from behind the door as we....)

FADE

[BookerShark]

Wilder is back in front of the OOWF Banner =

Seriously Moose?

THAT'S what you got? "I'll make you're career disappear?"

Dude, I have no illusions about tonight's match. It isn't going to be wrestling. It's gonna be you trying to tear me apart and me trying to drop your psycho ass in the middle of the ring until you need to pull a scalpel, that barbed wire marital aid you need to carry around, or the rest of the Sinners come running to help you get the win - or at least not "lose".

That's the point.

You can't get it done without help. You have to jump people outside the ring, use a weapon, have someone do some of the lifting - or take a bullet for you. You need Bennett to book how you want, you need Stank and Williams to help, Carter and Puns to run interference, and Chloe to well... be your Squeeky Fromm.

YOU. CAN'T. DO. IT. OTHERWISE.

LDW and Stank fell into the same trap. They got used to doing it the "Moosehead Jack" way. AND LOST.

Carter, Puns - you paying attention?


And HERE is the funny part! The White Hats? The group who is coming at you guys, over and over and over? That you keep telling "Join or burn?" - but we keep on? With Firewoman, Fulton, DDT, Eco, the Darlings, Mai, Texpress, the Murphys - Folks who normally DON'T work together joining forces? SERIOSULY - ECO and ALEX.


YOU CREATED US.


Ain't karma a BITCH?

Get ready Moosie. We're just getting started.

[BookerShark]

Jul 3, 2013 10:52:03 GMT -5 wld said:

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

LDW: “Stan Fulton is a great wrestler with a bit of an identity crisis. Ecosystem is an identity crisis that wrestles occasionally.

Ecosystem: (watching OOWF-TV) Clever little turn of phrase. You know, LD, I was considering calling you a hypocrite given all the mental cases you associate with...but I suppose I couldn't accuse Moose or the new boys of "being inconsistent." Maybe Chloe's little U-Turn, but even now, I question if there really is a difference between Chloe and Clio...or just a case of accepting the limits of her caretaker.

See, Moose...we could engage in mutual recriminations all day, especially since there's truth in what you say. We probably hold more hatred in our hearts than Fire and Mai too. Personally, I think you've probably done the most harm to Edra's sister--I hear that heathen prayer, and Moosehead Jack occupies a central place, perhaps even more central than the violence itself. Chloe, this is why I don't respond your jargon. You're absolutely a threat--and in fact, showed better clever distrust than Jack did on Sunday, but your voice and insults, they're increasingly a repetition of Moose's bullshit. Yes, Moose is right about everything, and I pray to him. Yes, the Sinners' victory is inevitable, even though Stan kicked the shit out of Moose and Texpress took the tag championships. Oh, by the way, tell Punswick and Carter nice job on preserving Mai's title reign.

But Jack, let's turn it back to you. Because for a fleeting moment, I was actually considering staying away...or, for a shorter moment, even considering making some kind of deal. But I was able to silence the...influences on me...because I know, Moose, you have this amazing ability to self-justify everything you do. You and your buddies claim you're going after Mai over what I've done. So I get put on the disabled list, go off for medical rehab. And what happens when I leave? Going after Mai is suddenly all about Stan. It was never about me. It was all about Moosehead Jack doing whatever the fuck he wanted to do and choosing justifications on the fly.

Protecting Mai with kid gloves has earned me nothing. So the gloves are off. And come tonight, I take a step toward giving Mai what she wants...and getting Stan that Grand Slam.

Mai enters the camera room.

Eco: Hello Shimai,

Mai: Junichiro, we need to talk.

Eco: Sure. Tell me what's going--

Mai turns off the camera

FADE

[BookerShark]

OOWF Midweek Mayhem
Live from Green River, Utah
Wednesday, July 3rd 2013

Intercontinental Title #1 Contender’s Match
Alexis Darling vs. Jason Allen

Radioactive plays and we get a pop for Alexis Darling. She acknowledges the fans, but wastes no time getting to the ring. Diary of Jane hits, and we get another nice pop as Jason Allen arrives on stage. He nods to the fans before running to the ring and sliding under the bottom rope. Jason and Alexis go eye to eye, and then Jason smiles and extends a handshake. Alexis pauses for a moment, before accepting it. This draws a huge pop from the crowd. Ref gives some last minute instructions, and then we get the bell.

The two circle up, and this match is all about speed, as these two go full tilt. Neither has a definite adavantage, and neither is willing to back down. Jason seems to take the lead after a nice double leg, but Alexis rolls through and lands a standing leg drop to his back letting her take over. She then tosses Jason in the corner and lands several stiff chops. Jason reverses it and looks like he is getting ready to chop her back, when he pauses and we hear him say "nah, I'm a gentleman" before bringing her out of the corner with a snapmare and then kicking her in the back. Jason covers, but only gets a one. Alexis comes back up pissed and nails Jason with a super kick and also only covers for a one.

The match continues like this for a bit, with each competitor nailing a series of moves but not being able to quite finish the other off. The crowd is eating it up, counting along and popping for every big shot. In the end, Jason is up top setting up for a high risk move, when Alexis runs the rope and snaps off a hurricanrana that sends him crashing to the mat. Alex rolls Jason into a la magistrals cradle, and Jason kicks out a millisecond too late.

Your winner via pinfall in 22:13 Alexis Darling

Post match Jason looks disapointed at first, and then smiles stands and raises Alexis's arm too a huge pop from the crowd. This pop quickly turns to boo's as Christian Carter and Chloe rush in from the crowd. Carter has the IC belt and nails Jason sending him out of the ring. Chloe uses her branding iron to start choking Alexis out. Carter lays in some boots of his own, and the two are beating her down. Chloe holds Alexis up, and it looks like Carter is going to plaster her with the belt, when Alexander Darling and Mai Muyo come rushing down the ramp. Chloe and
Carter decide to beat a retreat, but before they can get far, Mai leaps and pulls the IC belt out of Carters hands. Carter and Chloe look to go back, but Jason is back up and in the ring, and the two decide the odds are against them and leave.


Banned from Everywhere vs. Firewoman & Miranda

As the bell rings, Justin starts out for BFE. Miranda and Firewoman confer for a moment, and Fire ducks out. Miranda starts out with Justin. Justin catches her off guard with a knee and hits a stunner. Justin celebrates his offensive maneuver, and Miranda gets to her feet. Justin swings, she ducks and hits an atomic drop. Justin howls and runs around the ring grabbing his butt. He runs up to Miranda again, and swings, and she ducks and connects with a second atomic drop. She holds on, and grabs the back of his trunks.. SUPER WEDGIE! Justin again is sent running around the ring grabbing his butt. HE ends up in his corner begging Ellie Mae to help him out. Naturally she refuses. Miranda looks pretty pleased with herself. Fire looks less amused. Justin tags in Bill and he comes right at Miranda. Bill forces her back in the corner and hits a couple shoulders to the mid-section. Miranda stumbles back, and Bill connects with a big Bionic Elbow! He follows up with a Hogan leg drop and covers for 2. HE pulls Miranda up and executes a bulldog, then follows up with a pump handle slam. Bill backs into the ropes, fist drop. He covers for another 2 count. Bill sets up for a pile driver, and Miranda backdrops him to the mat. She falls to her knees as well, and crawls over to her corner. Bill tags in Justin, who cuts Miranda off from Firewoman. Miranda gets to her feet, and Justin hits a standing hurricanrana! Miranda rolls through for a sunset flip cover, and Justin kicks out at 2. She beats him to her feet, and hits a couple forearm shots. She spins Justin around.. Dragon Suplex! She bridges and Justin kicks out at 2.99. Justin pokes her in the eyes and tags in Bill. Bill hits a scoop slam and a knee drop. He lifts her up.. brain buster! He covers, and Fire has to come in and break the pin up. As the referee escorts Fire from the ring, bill twists her Miranda into the Cuyler Clutch! He's too close to the ropes, and Miranda manages to grab the bottom rope quickly. She rolls through bills legs and Tags on Firewoman!

Fire comes in and levels Bill with knife-edge chops. The crowd Wooooo's along as she delivers chop after chop after chop. Justin reaches out and tags himself ion and is greeted with a running knee lift and a Ciao Baby! Slam. Fire hits a Rolling Thunder and sets Justin up.. FIRESTOMP! Bill wants to get involved, but Fire looks him back as she scales the turnbuckles.... BEST FIRESAULT EVER! The BFE takes care of BFE 1..2...3.

Winners, in 7:39, Firewoman & Miranda


Ghosthead vs. DK Murphy


"My Ruin" By Sevendust starts up and Ghosthead makes his way to the ring carrying his Imperial Onslaught briefcase. He ignores the huge chorus of boos as he slides into the ring and waits for his opponent. The Dropkick Murphy's "The Gauntlet" fires up and a determined DK Murphy quickly works his way to ringside. Murphy gets into the ring, walks up to Ghosthead and throws a big right hand. The Death Knell answers in kind, and this one is on.

For the next 10 minutes, the two competitors go non stop, nailing eachother with every power move in their arsenals. Punches, Lariats, Powerslams, Powerbombs, no finesse in this one folks,just two guys beating the living hell out of eachother. Ghosthead finally gains a slight advantag and heads up to the top rope. Ghosthead leaps, looking to finish with the Spectre's Fall.... DK moves out of the way at the last hundredth of a second. DK gets back to his feet and hits an elbow. He scoops Ghosthead up, looking for the Chomp, but Ghosthead escapes. DK kicks him in the gut, and hits the LAST CALL! He covers... 1, 2... Ghosthead gets his foot on the ropes. DK whips him into the corner but is too eager. He attempts a big splash in the corner, but Ghosthead moves and DK's head hits the ringpost, knocking him out cold. Ghosthead covers and this one is over.

Winner by pinfall in 12:45, Ghosthead.

Post match, Ghosthead picks up the already unconcious DK and locks in the Phantasmagoria. The referee tries to break it up, but gets black mist spit into his face for his troubles. As Ghosthead looks to do serious damage to DK, Daniella Murphy sprints to the ring and dropkicks Ghosthead to break up the hold. Daniella quickly gets her brother out of the ring. Ghosthead gets to his feet and looks on, before being surprised from behind by Danny Taylor. Danny just starts unloading on Ghosthead, before clotheslining him over the top rope and out of the ring. Danny stands in the middle of the ring glaring down at him, as Ghosthead picks up his IO briefcase and heads to the back.


The Word vs. Danny Taylor

Dynamite Danny Taylor is out first to the strains of ‘Here Comes the Boom’ by POD. He pretty much ignores the crowd and heads to the ring.

To the sounds of Bach’s ‘Fugue in D Minor,’ The Word steps out on the entrance ramp along with Father Lou. Both men make their way to the ring and The Word climbs up on the apron. He motions for the referee to keep DDT back and gets some last minute instructions from Father Lou. He climbs in the ring and we’re off and running.

Before the sound of the bell fades, The Word rushes Taylor and starts smacking him with fists and forearms. Taylor’s reeling and The Word presses the advantage.

The Word whips Taylor across the ring and dropkicks Taylor’s knee out from under him on the rebound. The Word drops an elbow across the back of Taylor’s neck while he’s down. The Word gets up and does it again. And again. And again.

Finally, The Word pulls Taylor over and covers for the pin. He gets a two count and looks up at the referee in disgust. He pulls Taylor to his feet by his hair and slaps Danny across the face.

Bad idea. Taylor goes full banana boat crazy on The Word. Taylor throws punches, both lefts and rights against The Word’s ears and The Word is stunned. Taylor grabs him. EXPLODER SUPLEX!

The next few minutes are VINTAGE DANNY TAYLOR™ as the big guy moves methodically through his moveset. Suplexes are the main course, but Taylor alternates with European uppercuts and forearm smashes. The Word is pretty much out on his feet.

After a devastating T-Bone Suplex, Taylor locks in the TWISTING NECKBREAKER TRAP! The Word tries to fight for the ropes as he crawls towards Father Lou’s voice, but it’s just too far and Taylor isn’t letting go. The Word has no choice but to tap out.

YOUR WINNER in 8:01, DYNAMITE DANNY TAYLOR!


Alexander Darling vs. Matt Folz

Matt Folz is out first, studiously ignoring the booing of the crowd as he strides to the ring. He steps through the ropes and stretches to warm up, stopping to glare at the crowd when they start cheering as Alexander Darling steps onto the stage. Alex acknowledges the crowd briefly, but is solidly focused on the business at hand as he climbs into the ring. Referee Junior Hale calls both men to the middle of the ring, gives them their instructions, and calls for the bell.

They circle, both men looking for an opening. Folz tries to shoot the leg, but Darling dances out of the way. Alex throws a solid elbow, but Folz ducks it, leaving Alex unbalanced. Folz lunges, but Darling snaps him over with an armdrag. He hangs on and locks in an armbar. Folz works his way to his feet and shoots him off. Alex ducks a clothesline and comes back with a flying forearm, but Folz snaps him over with a powerslam. Folz stomps on Alex and drops a leg across his throat. He pulls Alex up and sends him into the corner. Folz drives his shoulder repeatedly into Alex's midsection. He lifts Alex onto the turnbuckles and stuns him with a right hand. Alex fights back as Folz climbs up and knocks him off the ropes. Alex leaps and slams an elbow into Folz's skull. He sits Folz up and kicks him hard in the back then goes to the ropes and hits a running knee to the face. He covers, but Folz kicks out at one.

Alex bundles Folz into the corner and attacks him with chops. Folz responds in kind, taking the advantage. He stuns Alex with a European uppercut and hits an Irish whip. Folz charges after him, but Alex gets a foot up. Folz staggers back, and Alex levels him with a lariat. Alex pulls Folz up and snaps him over with a suplex. He floats over and pulls him up for a second one, but Folz blocks. Folz reverses, but Alex breaks free and drops behind him. Alex hits a German suplex and bridges, but Folz kicks out at two.

Both men are up, and Alex catches Folz with a knee to the stomach. He tries for a gutwrench, but Folz reverses it into a northern lights suplex. He bridges, but Alex rolls a shoulder at two. Folz rolls to his feet and catches Alex with an elbow to the face as he gets up, then steps behind him and hammers him with crossfaces. He pulls Alex to his feet and locks on the Tazmission. Before he can pull him back into a bodyscissors, Alex throws himself forward into the corner, bringing Folz down face-first onto the middle turnbuckle. Alex drags Folz to his feet and hauls him onto his shoulders, but Folz grabs the top rope and pulls himself free. Alex turns around, and Folz kicks him in the head and sends him to the ropes. He sets for a spinebuster, but Alex leaps into it, slamming into Folz with a Thesz press. Alex gets in several forearm shots before Folz manages to throw him off. Alex rolls to his feet and throws a dropkick, but Folz slaps it aside. Folz stomps on Alex's leg and drops several elbows into his knee. He twists Alex into an anklelock, but Alex kicks free.

Folz tries to re-apply the anklelock, but Alex kicks him hard in the jaw. He rolls to his knees and drives a shoulder into Folz's midsection, then plants him with a double underhook backbreaker. He pulls Folz up and stuns him with a European uppercut, drags his throat and hauls him onto his shoulders. Before he can hit the Darling Driver, Folz shifts his weight and rolls off. He hooks Alex on the way and rolls him up. He grabs the tights and holds him in place as Junior counts One...Two...Three!

WINNER, in 12:46, Matt Folz.

After the Match: Folz rolls out to the floor. He locks eyes with Alex and smirks as he backs up the aisle, arms raised.



Eric O’Mac Appreciation Night

DON'T CALL IT A COMEBACK!

The music of the former OOWF World Champion, Tag Team Champion, Onslaught Champion and General Manager plays and the crowd goes WILD as Eric O'Mac walks out. Eric, dressed in a black suit, gray dress shirt with black bow tie and vest, stands at the entrance ramp, clearly not expecting the kind of reaction that he has received. He soaks up the adoration for a few seconds and then waltzes down the ramp. He gets in the ring and is handed a microphone as his music quietly dies down. As the music dies down, the cheers get louder. Eric puts the microphone up to his mouth to speak.

Eric: I got to say...

And Eric is drowned out by more cheers. Eric, clearly emotional, just stands there and waits for the cheers to die down before attempting to speak again.

Eric: I got to say, I wasn't expecting this.

The crowd goes wild again.

Eric: After all of the hell I've given you guys over the past 8 years, after all of the insults, all of the bull, everything I've done...I don't deserve this. Not at all.

You can hear an audible "ERIC! ERIC! ERIC!" chant.

Eric: So, I'll start with this...DON'T CALL THIS A COME BACK! I'VE BEEN HERE FOR YEARS!

Again, the crowd, full of energy, gives love back to Eric.

Eric: When I was given the opportunity to meet with LJ Bennett and I was offered to have a night of appreciation in my honor...honestly, why do I deserve a night of appreciation. But it's something I needed. I needed to be out in front of the crowd, one more time. I needed a shot at redemption. Let me explain.

When I left the OOWF originally, I started to drink. As much as I would have hated to admit it at the time, the OOWF was my home and the wrestlers in the back, as dysfunctional as they can be, they were my family. My real family doesn't really care about me. I had always found love here, in the OOWF. So when I lost the OOWF World Title to Stan Fulton and was injured on the way out, I picked up the bottle, and I started drinking.

After I had surgery, I started popping pain pills. Mixing the pain pills with the alcohol. IT came to the point where I couldn't wake up unless I had a couple of Percocet, and I couldn't make it to the afternoon unless I had a buzz, and I couldn't sleep unless I was completely wasted.

My doctor, God bless him, wouldn't continue to write prescriptions for me for the pain medication. So, I went to the streets. And I did whatever it took to get that pain medication. I had to numb the pain, I HAD to get my pills.

Eventually, I started snorting cocaine. And that's when I hooked up with Shawn Johnson. And we were a pretty good team. We would fuss, and we would get into the violent fights, but then we'd hook each other up, and we would snort cocaine, and then we'd make violent love, where ever we were. It got to the point where I sold my condo, and I sold a lot of my stuff, just to buy more cocaine, to buy more pills, to buy more booze. It got so bad, that we started to use heroin. We'd shoot up, and after a fe whours, I'd have chills and I'd have to shoot up again.

Last year, around this time, a video taken on someone's phone leaked out and was posted online and shown on OOWF Television and me and Shawn. Shawn was willing to sell her body to get drugs, and I was willing to nearly kill. I was overweight, out of shape, and possibly days from death.

A couple of days after that video aired, Alexander Darling found me and Shawn Johnson at a fleabag motel. And say what you will about Alex, hell, we have a history ourselves, but he saw the video, tracked us down, and told us point blank that we needed help. He showed us the video on his phone, and when I saw how sleazy, how awful, how frighteningly close to death we were, as much as I hated to admit it...he was right. So he helped us find a rehab, away from the publicity, away from the cameras. I spent 9 months there. Shawn is still there, and I hope she's able to get out soon.

The past three months, I've battled every demon. I've moved from Miami to a small town in Ohio. And regardless of what people say, it's incredibly hard to escape the drugs, the demons, the alcohol, your past in general. But I've always been a fighter. While in rehab, I picked up boxing again. I got myself back in shape. And while I consider myself retired from in-ring competition, I feel great, and I had to come back to the OOWF, one last time, to battle this demon. I had to come here to tell myself that even though I'm not a wrestler any more, the OOWF is still my family, and I don't have to be here each week to know that.

Not to brag about myself, but I've been told to go over some of my accomplishments. Of course, I'm a two time OOWF World Champion. I won the Imperial Onslaught. And I'm very proud of those two accolades. But there are three things that made my career relevent, and as much as I loved being a World Champion, I think it's possible that these things topped it. First of all, something the fans probably aren't big fans of: the OOWF Civil War. I may have been on the losing side of that feud, but this put the OOWF on the big map and helped turned us into fledgling small wrestling company into a real international phenom. All because of something I started. It's humbling.

Secondly, and I heard some jackass named Ghosthead have an issue with this. I was listed as the longest reigning OOWF Onslaught Champion at the Pay Per View. Now, that's not completely true. I'm not sure who the longest reigning Onslaught Champion is. It use to be Davin Moreland, it might be Ghosthead now, I honestly have no idea. But when the Onslaught division started, it was centered around me. I was the ORIGINAL longest reigning Onslaught Champion. In fact, I never lost that championship. I was so good at the Onslaught division they had to take the title from me and move me to a different division. In fact, it was my matches with Firechild that elevated the Onslaught division, and my matches with Davin Moreland that moved the Onslaught division to heights above the Intercontinental title. For the longest time, we made that title the second most important title in the company, when originally it was a gimmick title and meant to be something for lower card wrestlers to fight over. Now, even today, it's on equal footing with the Intercontinental Title and I'm very proud that I helped raise that title to new heights.

And lastly, during my last run here in the OOWF, a guy named Bryce Larson and I won the tag team championships. And we managed to hold those titles longer than anyone. And while Texpress may be considered the best tag team in OOWF History, we still hold that record today, and that's something that you will never take away from us.

The crowd cheers loudly at the sound of each accolade.

Eric: OOWF, thanks for everything. You truly saved my life and I'm proud to call myself an original member of this great company. And even though I'm riding off into the sunset, I will always remember the warm reception this crowd gave me tonight. Thank you very much.

Eric waves to the crowd, but before his music can play "BRASS KNUCKLE KINGS" plays. Eric and the crowd seem confused, but the crowd errupts as BRYCE LARSON walks out in a suit! Bryce walks out with a replica championship and walks into the ring and takes the microphone from Eric.

Bryce: Man, it's so great to see you. I was contacted by the OOWF about this appreciation night and they asked me to present to you, in honor of your appreciation night, this OOWF Championship. This OOWF Championship lists your accomplishments on the sides of the main belt plate. Among those accomplishments are the ones you mentioned yourself: on the right side, a 3 time Onslaught Champions, on the left side, the longest reigning tag team champion, and in the middle, a two time OOWF World Champion. Congratulations Eric! You deserve it.

Bryce presents the belt to Eric and they embrace in a hug. Their embrace is interrupted by:

Matt Folz: Are you freaking kidding me?

The fans boo as Matt Folz walks out to no music.

Folz: This is what we're celebrating now? A drunk? A drug addict? A pill popper? That's what it takes to get a little recognition in this company? To fall of the wagon and get back on?

The fans boo heavily as Folz walks to the ring and gets in.

Folz: The fact is, Eric, these fans shouldn't celebratin someone who had all the talent in the world and threw it all away to get high. You're still a nobody, Eric. You're weak. If you could be so easily swayed by the evils of drugs, then you're weak. And we, as a society, shouldn't be celebrating weak. So, let me go ahead and offer to take that replica title belt from you, throw it in the trash, where it, and you belong!

Eric: Man, you need to watch your mouth. Nobody asked you to be out here.

Folz: No, but I was NEEDED out here. In fact, I'm willing to show you how weak you are. I bet you couldn't handle me in a match!

Eric picks up the microphone to answer but before he can"

Chris Evans: Wait, wait, wait a second! Wait just a minute.

Chris Evans walks out and slides in the ring.

Evans: If anyone wants a shot at Eric, it's me. You see, Shawn Johnson never had drug problems before you, Eric, and she's someone I cared deeply for. Who am I kidding, that whore was always trash and it makes sense she winds up with a gutter feeding has been like you. And you're out here, getting an appreciation night while my career is reaching it’s prime. This should be my appreciation night for taking the OOWF towards the future. So, why don’t you get out of MY ring before I make you.

Eric: Guys, I hate to tell you this, but I'm retired. Besides, why would I want to fight the "lesser" members of The Brass Knuckle Kings anyways?

Folz: I knew it! He's sacred to face me! You're afraid that since you don't have your precious drugs you couldn't match me! You know I’m going to be better than you in every aspect of this business. Because while you need enhancers to be competitive, I’m 100% pure and a perfect natural physical specimen.

Evans: No, he's scared to face me! He knows I would kick the shit out of him! He knew it in the BKK and he knows it now. My star always shined brighter and that’s why you and Bryce tried to hold me back from achieving my greatness. So, why don’t you go find my sloppy seconds and do what you do best, snort your life away.

Folz: Shut up Chrissy. We both know he doesn't want to face me!

Evans: You’re as delusional as you’ve always been Matty. It’s clear he doesn't want to face me!

Folz and Evans get face to face.

Folz: ME!

Evans: ME!

Folz and Evans start shoving each over and they fall into Eric. Bryce gets out of the way and Eric starts shoving the two back. Eric removes his jacket and his bow tie and we have a three way brawl here as OOWF Security breaks up the fight. Folz and Evans are forced out of the ring, held back by security as Eric holds up his OOWF Replica Championship, to the fans delight! Eric's music plays as we cut to commercial!


Saints of Sinners (Stank & LD Williams) vs. Salvation (Ecosystem & Stan Fulton)

“Reinvention” by The Protest plays Salvation in, as Ecosystem politely takes a meek entrance behind Stan to his music. Stan pulls Eco up by him, however, and the two enter the ring together, and Eco bounds off the ropes a couple times, trying to get the feel of the ring back. Loud boos accompany the subsequent entrance of the Saints of Sinners, as the former tag team champions Stank and DL make their way down to the ring, eagle-eying Salvation. Eco elects to start the match, and after Stank and LD consult, LD decides to start it off.

Eco locks up with LD, and LD goes into technical machine mode, pulling a side headlock, trapping one of Eco’s arms—Eco tries to elbow out with the other, but LD does a quick switch over to a rear-naked choke, and forces Eco to the ground with a body scissors. Eco continuously tries to force breaks, but his slowness upon return allows LD to continually hold control—until LD leaps cockily onto a standing Eco, trying to force his arm down for a crossface position. Eco, on instinct, grabs the neck and nails a ¾ facelock jawbreaker! Eco then starts putting the boots to LD, before going to the top rope for a springboard leaping elbow—but LD rolls out of the way! LD grabs Eco from behind and tosses him with a release German, but as he grabs Eco again, Eco viciously stomps on his foot and elbows him in the jaw before dropkicking LD into the corner! However, LD has landed in his own corner, and Eco—realizing his mistake—defiantly gestures for Stank to enter.

Lucas Mann doesn’t disappoint, and immediately comes at Eco with lefts and rights, reeling Eco too quickly for him to fight back. Stank bounds off the ropes looking for a clothesline, but Eco drops down and drop-toeholds Stank, before leaping on Stank’s back and driving elbows into his head. Stank stands up with Eco on his back—and drops back HARD, squishing Ecosystem! Stank stands up and gestures between the ropes—run one, run two, STANKONIA 2.0! Eco takes the big ass to the chest, and the referee counts: 1-2-No! Eco manages to shove the big man off his chest, but looks exhausted. Now Stank grabs Eco’s long hair and pulls him up, looking for the Stankbomb—BUT YOU CAN’T POWERBOMB A MUYO! Junichiro reverses with a hurricaranna to toss Stank before getting the tag to Stan.

Stan comes in a big ol’ house of fire, slapping Stan with the Ear Clap before bounding off the ropes and hitting the big man with the Clear Cut Clothesline! Stank kicks out of the first pin attempt and tries to lock in the Catch 22 from the ground, but Fulton uses his girth to power out, pulling Stank on his back: STANK-U FROM STAN FULTON TO STANK! Imitation is not the sincerest form of flattery here, as LD quickly runs in to break up the cover with a sharp kick to the head of Stan—when LD looks back up, however, he catches a missile dropkick from Eco jumping off the top rope!

At this point, with LD and Stan looking vulnerable, more of the Saints make their way down the ring—Punswick,, Chloe and Carter charging, Moose smirking and watching from behind as the three quickly move to overpower by 5-on-2. As Moose enters the ring, walking toward Ecosystem who is being held by Punswick and Chloe and beginning to pound away—here come the White Hats! The current Tag Team Champions lead the charge, with Fire, Mai and others right behind. Meanwhile, the referee who is getting paid by Bennett uses the immediate arrival of the good guys to call the ending a No Contest.

Winners in 7:54…No Contest!

Despite the numbers, the Saints hold their own but struggle a bit, when suddenly Danny Taylor comes down to the ring separately and deliberately. This catches Moose’s and Fire’s immediate attention—and as Stan yanks Carter off Eco, Eco takes the opportunity to spin Moose around—GREEN MIST to the eyes AGAIN! Chloe quickly responds by SPEARING Eco down and biting his face, but she is quickly hustled off by the Saints, who decide to not play a 4-on-9 game as they hustle Moose out.


Non-title match
Mai Muyo vs. Chloe vs. Daniella Murphy

As the crowd hears “Baptized in the Blood of the Innocents” and Chloe's insane laughter followed by Korn's Shoots and Ladders, they begin booing the arrival of the demented Chloe, who skips around the ring, the old bloody towel round her neck and her branding iron under her arm. She's throwing out what appears to be sticks to the crowd. On closer examination it appears to be...rose stems, thorns and all! She climbs into the ring, seeing a large crowd of Saints fans, and throws a handful of the stems to them. Not knowing any better, they cheer the action as she blows them a kiss and continues skipping around the ring.

The Dirty Glass plays and Daniella Murphy walks down the ramp, not taking her eyes off the demented woman in the ring. She walks up the steps and into the ring. Chloe reaches out to hand Daniella a rose stem...

When “I Need A Hero…To Save Me Now!” pours from the speakers and the pink pyro explodes, and Mai Muyo emerges from the curtain to the cheers of the crowd. She heads to the ring slowly, a result of the beatings last week at the hands of Moosehead Jack and at the pay per view by Chloe and the other Saints. She stops to give a little fan at ringside her “Mai Time” headband and poses with the fan before heading up the steps and climbing the turnbuckle to take in the fan's cheers.

The referee begins to call for the bell, but Chloe stops him as she tries to hand two of the rose stems to her opponents. Daniella stares daggers at her, but Mai hesitantly takes one. Daniella eventually reaches out her hand and takes it, realizing that if she doesn't this match might not get started. Chloe claps her hands together and smiles at her two opponents, but the smile fades when Daniella throws the branch over her shoulder and out of the ring. Mai pitches hers back at the corner and it falls out of the ring. Chloe starts jaw jacking, something about trying to make amends and other jabbering which appears to be getting under the skin of Mai and Daniella, and Chloe gets into the face of Mai, who takes the abuse longer than most would before slapping the taste out of Chloe's mouth and the referee calls for the bell. Chloe is staggered until Daniella takes a punch at her. Mai and Daniella take their turns punching Chloe until Daniella grabs her by the hair and she looks at Mai, fist cocked, and they count one, two, three, and both nail Chloe hard and she falls! They both pick up the Saint by the hair and sent her sailing out of the ring and to the floor.

Mai climbs the turnbuckles to the cheers of the fans but Daniella takes advantage and grabs Mai from behind and hits a hard suplex. Daniella follows it up with a delayed vertical suplex, and comes up holding her shoulder. Daniella has Mai reeling and throws her into the ropes for a clothesline but Mai ducks it and comes off the ropes with a Thesz Press, but Mai is only able to keep her down for a one count. As Daniella gets to her feet Mai hits the ropes looking for a flying body press but Daniella catches Mai and takes her over in a Powerslam! Mai is able to roll the shoulder at two to avoid the pin.

Daniella picks up Mai and attempts a powerbomb...but everyone knows YOU CAN'T POWERBOMB MAI MUYO! Mai grabs Daniella's head and FACEPLANTS her. Mai picks up Daniella...Swinging neckbreaker! Mai heads to the top rope to fly...but Chloe jumps up on the apron and sends Mai sprawling to the outside of the ring. Chloe picks up Mai by the hair and runs her face first into the ringpost, opening up Mai again! Chloe rolls into the ring and begins stomping on Daniella's injured arm and picks up the big woman and hits a shoulderbreaker across her knee. Chloe grabs the arm...FUJIWARI ARMBAR in the middle of the ring. Murphy kicks hard toward the ropes and reaches out those big legs and is able to get to the ropes. Chloe refuses to break until the referee gets to 4 and a half. Chloe drives some knees into the arm and shoulder and then rolls out of the ring to grab Mai by the hair again and introduce her to another post. As Chloe rolls back in the referee warns her about those actions and Chloe starts stalking him...but turns around into a fist from Daniella! Murphy lays in kicks and fists from her good arm, then backs Chloe into the ropes and throws her across the ring but Chloe reverses and jumps up with a High Knee to the shoulder and Daniella is down. Two more hard knee drops to the arm and Chloe makes sure Murphy is in the middle of the ring and locks in another FUJIWARI ARMBAR! Chloe torques that arm extra hard and keeps screaming, “I'll break it. I'll break it off and beat you with it.” Murphy isn't able to move toward the ropes this time. Mai Muyo is slowly crawling back into the ring but not anywhere near as fast as Chloe is able to crank up the pressure and finally Murphy taps out.

Winner in 17:23 – Chloe

But Chloe refuses to release the hold and the referee threatens a reversal of the decision when finally Chloe sees Mai back in the ring, her face a bloody mess. Chloe releases the hold with an extra kick to the arm and then grabs Mai by the hair, front facelock...CORKSCREW! Chloe gets down on the mat and starts taunting Mai. She rubs her hands over Mai's bloody face and wipes the blood over her face and t-shirt. We hear Chloe say to Mai, “Baptized in the blood of the Innocents.” Chloe rolls to her corner and picks up her branding iron and old bloody towel and starts to move toward Danielle when DK Murphy starts running down the ramp and Chloe bails out of the ring and out through the Saints fans at ringside who clear a path for the DDT Ironperson Heavy Metal champion. And no one notices that one of those “fans” has reached over to the timekeeper’s table and stolen back the Intercontinental Title. The same “fan” who clears a path for Chloe through the audience as they head out into the arena.[/a]


Onslaught Title Match
Amazing Jos © vs. Chris Evans

Evans circles Jos to start, keeping out of range of Jos' kicks while looking for an opening. After a couple of misses, Jos invites the collar and elbow tie-up, pushes Evans to the ropes…. The referee is there to force a clean break. They lock up a second time, they get back in the ropes…Barros seperates them, and Evans reaches over the ref to slap Jos! Jos goes after him, but Evans ducks under the ropes and yells for the ref to get the Champ back…

Back to center ring, lockup, and Jos shoots Evans to the ropes – criss cross…once, twice, then Jos hits the break and pops Chris with a cartwheel kick followed by an elbow drop – Jos to the ropes, roaring elbow, up and a second one – misses! Evans to his feet, and he puts the boots to Jos. Jos gets to his feet, and Evans kicks the back of Jos' leg – Jos counters with a kick, but Evans had that scouted and turns it into a dragonscrew leg whip!

Evans takes the next few minutes focusing on Jos' leg, while the Onslaught Champion tries to maintain some space and utilize his strikes – Evans locks in a figure 4 in center ring! Jos fights for the ropes, can't make it – he sits up and tries to punch Evans in the head – Evans leans back on the leg lock, Jos' shoulders are down – 1 count only. Jos is looking desperate…then he turns the hold over! Evans immediately scrambles for the rope and forces the break! Evans is to his feet first and charges, Jos sweeps his legs from the mat, then hip tosses Evans as they get up – followed by a rolling neck-snap and a basement drop-kick! Jos looks a little slower on that leg, but still faster than Chris Evans. He keeps Evans off balance with European uppercuts, kicks and some suplexes, building momentum.

Evans rolls out of the ring to slow things down, but Jos is having none of that and dives between the ropes – but even though he takes Evans to the floor, Jos' knee hits the apron on the way down, and he is really slow to get up! Evans stomps the knee, then rolls Jos into the ring. He whips jos into the corner and follows, looking for the corner spear – Jos hops up to the top, and Chris Evans eats the turnbuckle instead! As he staggers out, Jos leaps off the top with a Falcon Kick! He mostly connects, but lands awkwardly - he goes for the cover, but Evans kicks from his back and hits him RIGHT in the balls! Was that intentional? Doesn't matter, as Referee Barros immediately calls for the DQ!

Winner at 14:11 – The Amazing Jos!

Jos gets to his feet and Angelo Barros raises his hand, and Chris Evans chop-blocks the bad leg! Jos is down and in pain as Evans stomps away. The ref tries to push him away, but Evans shrugs him off, drags Jos to the ropes and drapes his leg over the middle rope – Jos manages to pull himself to his feet, but Evans kicks the knee again, and then tosses Jos over the top rope, tying his knee in the middle and top ropes! Jos is hanging by his bad leg and in real pain, Evans finds a 2x4 under the ring and slams it into the knee twice, then uses it as a level to crank the rope tighter! More referees pour from the back as Evans lock the board in place and kicks at the knee… He finally backs off, heading back up the ramp as the refs try to untanlge Jos' leg……


OOWF World Tag Team Title Match
Texpress © vs. Saints of Sinners (Jeremy Punswick & Christian Carter)

We get a bell, and Chad goes right at Punswick. Chad battles JP into a corner then Monkey Flips him across the ring. Jp pops up and charges, only to be greeted with a deep armdrag. Chad pops up & fires up the crowd. Punswick tags in Cater. He and Madison lock up, and Carter scoops Chad up and plants him with a slam. Carter catches him with a running knee and hooks him for a suplex. Chad blocks the move and counters with a twisting neck breaker. Chad uppercuts CC, then hits a Really Good Diamond Cutter out of nowhere! He covers, but Jeremy breaks the pin up almost immediately. Chad tags in Zane

Zane comes in and nails Carter with a clothesline. He presses him over head and walks out from underneath, letting Christian crash to the mat. JP runs in and clubs Myers from behind. Zane turns to face him and eats a Lung Blower. Punswick wastes no time in pulling him up for a Tiger Suplex. Punswick pulls him to his feet, and lifts him for a vertical suplex, then drops him gut first across the top rope. Myers hangs there and JP hits a running kneelift to his head. Jeremy follows up by just kicking zane over and over in the head and sides as the referee tries to pull him off. Carter comes in and joins the assault. Chad rushes in and dropkicks Punswick in the back of the head, tumbling him to the floor. Chad hits the ropes and flies off at Carter, who catches him in mid air and drops him across his knee in a back breaker. Carter hoists him up for a T-Bone Suplex and hen drives Chad into the SoS corner. He repeatedly drives a shoulder in Chad's gut, then backs up as JP holds him in place and charges. Carter rusn & leaps, Zane knocks Punswick to the floor from behind, and Chad manages to avoid the splash from Carter. Chad slides to the floor and pulls Carter's legs around the post.. RINGPOST FIGURE FOUR! Chad hold as the referee counts, then releases at 4.5

Zane has Punswick and sends him head first into the ring steps. Myers presses him overhead and tosses him INTO THE CROWD! He gets back to the ring to stop the referee's countout as Chad rolls Carter back in. Zane pulls him to his feet and hits an atomic drop. Carter turns around into a big boot and doubles over. Myers hits a Border Toss! Carter crumbles into the opposite corner. He calls for the Dropkick Device! The crowd roars, and Zane props Carter up in the Electric Chair position. Chad scrambles to the top turnbuckle.... and gets crotched on the ropes! LD Williams has come out of nowhere and Zane doesn't see it! Myers drops Carter with an Electric Chair drop, then turns to check on Chad.. and gets clobbered by a chair. Stank! LD slides in with a sledgehammer and blasts Zane in the face! Stank goes over to where the referee is calling for the bell and tosses the official on his ass on the floor. The bell sounds, but nothing stops. Stank sets Chad up for the CTG..ONTO THE CHAIR! LD has mounted Zane and is just pounding away on him! Stank wraps a chair around Chad's neck and is looking to Pillmanize him!

Moose and Chloe are seen running down the ramp next, stopping short of the ring. They are followed by Tommy Wilder & Firewoman, and Moose and Chloe attack! Wilder and Firewoman trade blows back and forth, until Mai, Stan, DK and Dee Murphy plow Moose & Chloe from behind! Jos and Kai are not far behind them! LD gets pulled off of Zane, and Stank is blocked from breaking Chad's neck and knocked off the ropes. The Sinners head through the crowd, outnumbered. The ring announcer makes it official,

Winner, via Disqualification in 7:27, Texpress


OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match
Moosehead Jack © vs. Tommy Wilder

Main event time. Out first is To…….wait……”Scarecrow” plays and the Saints of Sinners come out to the top of the ramp, and they are NOT dressed to wrestle. The boos rain down from the rafters as Moose, Chloe, LD, Stank, Punswick and Carter make their way to the ring. They climb in and soak in the boos for a moment, Chloe looks wild-eyed like she is about to, snap, but one word from Moose and she calms down. Finally after several minutes, Moose gets a mic:

You can all kindly shut the fuck up. <more boos> Tonight, I was supposed to defend this <putting the OOWF World Heavyweight title on his shoulder> against Tommy Wilder <cheers>. Yeah, that isn’t happening. After what Eco did to me, spraying me in the face with green mist, and proving that he is the biggest fucking hypocritical piece of shit on the planet…..I decided that you idiots, you fucking people who cheered him, you get nothing from me.

Now, I know thought is not any of your strong suits, but I want you morons in the crowd, and hell, you moron White Hats in the back to sit back and really listen to this logic. You cheered Ecosystem. You cheered the man who has eaten flesh from another human being. You cheered the man who broke HIS OWN SISTERS ANKLES. You cheered a man who kidnapped and tortured MY sister, and tried his damndest to break her mind. You. Fucking. Cheered. Him.

And you, the White Hats……my GOD your hypocrisy knows no bounds, does it? You asked Juni Muyo to……….HELP……….you. The very same fucking man who tried to destroy the OOWF? The same man who WON TITLES AT GUNPOINT? The same fucking man who brought in an ARMED MILITIA to act as his bodyguards? Well……I guess all it fucking takes is a goddamn “I’m sorry” and you spineless cowards will just welcome anyone into your fold…..anyone that you can use and manipulate into doing your dirty work.

See…..that’s the problem with these idiot fans, and the White Hats as well…..you don’t want to get your hands dirty. You want to make the morons in the crowd like you, make them believe you are in the right…..oh no, you would NEVER resort to the same tactics as those bastards in the Saints! But you would be just fine with sitting back and letting Ecosystem do it for you. You Fucking Texans, you bitch and complain about how we do things, you claim to be the measuring sticks of the tag division, but what do you do? You hide. You impose some bullshit rules on the tag match because you know……you KNOW that straight up……you two don’t even fucking come CLOSE to measuring up against LD and Stank, and, while you may have got your bullshit win…….the Saints still hold the titles. You want them? Come fucking get them.

Carter has the intercontinental title, Chloe has the DDT title and <turning to Punswick> you know him as well as anyone, destroy Jos and bring that Onslaught title to the Saints. I told you….we all told you….the OOWF is going to…..

<just then “Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy” plays and Texpress, Alexis Darling, Mai Muyo and Murphy’s Law come out to the top of the ramp. Chad has a mic”>

CM: Seriously Moose……do you EVER get tired of hearing yourself talk? <crowd roars, Moose just glares at Chad> Here are the FACTS.

Fact 1: Your boys Stank and LD just couldn’t measure up to Texpress. If they are as great as they say, they should have been able to beat us in any kind of match, under any circumstances. They failed.

Fact 2: You cracked against Fulton. <mockingly> the big bad Moosehead Jack needed Chloe’s help to beat Stan, who was……..to borrow your own words……just a tag team wrestler. <golf clap> well done Moose. Well done.

Fact 3: Punswick and Carter……you two are both good wrestlers, but you know damn well that you will only get as far as Moose allows you to get. Carter, you may have that intercontinental title right now, but you are not the champ…….and the only way Moose will LET you be the champ is if it benefits him. If LD or Stank decide they want that title? Watch how fast you get shuffled to the back. Same goes for you Punswick.

Fact 4: the Saints are not going to burn anything……not as long as we are here. <Chad looks around, counting…..three, four, five….six. I have an idea Jackie……let’s see how YOU boys like being outnumbered for a change![/b]

<the crowd roars for this and Texpress, Alexis, Mai and the Murphy’s head toward the ring. The Saints all face them ready for a fight. There is a commotion in the crowd and we see…..TOMMY WILDER! Wilder hops the guardrail and grabs a chair and slides under the bottom rope, Moose turns around and Wilder throws the chair at him, Moose drops the OOWF world heavyweight title and catches the chair, Wilder charges at Moose and slides between his legs, scooping up the world title and slipping out of the ring before the Saints can lay a finger on him! Wilder races up the ramp and joins the other. Moose slams the chair on the mat and looks around for his title, then realizes Wilder has it and goes BERZERK!>

MHJ: WILDER! WILDER I AM GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU! YOU BRING MY TITLE BACK RIGHT GODDAMN NOW!

<Moose is wild with rage and starts to leave the ring to go after Tommy, but the rest of the Saints hold him back. Now Wilder has a mic>

TW: The Saints, the big bad Saints. You can huff and puff, but you will never burn the OOWF down <holding up the OOWF world title and looking at it> Rad. I kind of like this Moose, I think I will hold onto it for a bit. You want it? Come get is Mooseman. You either go big, or you go home, an NO ONE goes as big as TOMMY WILDER!

<Wilder holds the title up and the fans roar. Moose completely loses his shit in the ring and screams for Wilder to come to the ring to fight him. Wilder throws up the brah sign and heads to the back. The rest of the White Hats mock the Saints for a moment, then head to the back leaving the Saints to seethe in the ring>




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