*Daniella and DK Murphy are meeting with DVD*

DKM: Sorry, Vic, I agreed not to tell anyone.

DVD: And you thought I didn't know that she was your sister?

DKM: Maybe she's adopted.

DVD:...?

DKM: Obviously she's adopted, in my opinion.

DM: Dominic, that's not funny. It wasn't funny when we were kids, and it isn't funny now.

DKM: You don't have red hair.

DM: I've explained to you what a recessive trait is.

DKM: Whatever.

*The Murphy siblings are sitting at the bar in the Destroyitarium, drinking coffee while Spenser and Ashley are setting up for business, when Tommy Wilder's promo comes on OOWF-TV*

D: He has a point. There's also Wyatt Cox and all of his family...

DK: Stank and Ghost...

D: LD and Donny...

*They both pause, but Donny does not run in*

DK: I'm probably forgetting another one.

Spenser: You guys want more coffee?

OOC: This is what Jericho and Fire are talking about in Dev's promo.

Firewoman and Jericho are indeed talking while Alex and Lexie are.

FW: Well, there were no punches thrown this time, so that's good.

Y2J: It's growth.

Jericho glances up to her forehead.

Y2J: I don't trust him 100 percent though.

FW: I know. Neither do I.

Y2J: No?

FW: But I trust him about 99 percent, which is more than anyone ever.

Y2J: Fair enough. He's worried ya know.

FW: Of course I know. He is SO bad at hiding it.

Y2J: He think your friends are going to hurt you. I assume he's talking about Moose, Stank and LD.

FW: Well, I'm....yeah....I'm disappointed, I guess. Or I should be...in Moose. But one thing confuses me...

Y2J: What's that?

FW: Stank...He sided AGAINST Bennett before. He HATES the man. I don't understand what changed his mind...

Y2J: You call him?

FW: I tried, he didn't pick up. We'll see if he meets me for our run in the morning.

Y2J: Hey, looks like more of the gang is here.

FW: Yep.

They break off and walk away, Jericho to join the group, Fire to go over to where Alex is, where they have that other conversation there.

This occurs right after the DragonGate show. Firewoman and Alexander enter their hotel suite.

AD: Well, that was fantastic. SHIMMER first, and then dinner, then DragonGate, now what?

FW: Um..I don't know..if I'd know you were going to be here I'd have made plans.

AD: Oh, we can just do whatever you were going to do with Chrissy...

FW: Stop.

AD: *smirks* Okay...but it's fun to tease you.

FW: I can think of at least fifteen better ways to do that.

Alex grimaces with pain as he gets off his crutches and sits down on the couch.

FW: Although...maybe we should just stay in.

AD: No, I'm fine. I'm totally fine....ish.

FW: You are not.

AD: I'm not. But I'm not a helpless invalid either, Fire. This is a big weekend for everyone.

FW: Hmm....well, I did have kind of a place I was going to check out, by myself. I guess you could come along.

AD: I knew it. What kind of place?

FW: I should change.

AD: You look fine?

FW: I'm in jeans and last year's Wrestlemania shirt* and I need to wear something a bit more appropriate.

AD: Okay...I'll just sit here. Wincing.

Firewoman leaves. Alex sits, looking thoughtful, and despite the pain appears to be pretty happy. Finally Fire returns, wearing black leather pants and fitted black silk shirt.

AD: Wow....or, we could just stay in?

FW: You said you wanted to go out?

AD: Yeah but....

Fire is looking at Alex thoughtfully.

FW: Hmmm.....

AD: What?

FW: Well, I just wonder....I don't think the crutches are going to work.

She grabs her cell phone and dials.

FW: Yes, go ahead and send up the wheel chair.

AD: WHAT? I don't need a fucking wheel chair.

FW: Yeah, you should probably send the nurse up to.

AD: FIRE! I do not need--

FW: Thanks...bye.

AD: What the hell are you doing? I am not an invalid, I am FINE.

To prove his point, he stands up, without crutches. To prove hers, his knee promptly buckles.

AD: AAAiigh!!!

FW: See?

AD: I'm not going out in a wheelchair. That's humiliating.

FW: Then we aren't going out.

AD: That's what I suggested IN THE FIRST PLACE!

Fire starts to retort back but there's a knock on the door.

FW: That's the wheelchair.

AD: Fire....

Alex grabs his crutches and stands up, hobbling away from the door. Fire goes to open the door, and a wheelchair rolls in with a nurse behind it.

FW: Hello... ladies?

Nurse1: The service thought that perhaps they should send two over to....handle things.

Nurse2: And we were both so eager.

Alex appears to recognize the voices and turns around. he sees Cheerleader Melissa and Serena Deeb standing on either side of the wheel chair. Dressed as nurses. Sexy nurses.**

AD: Oh....hi.

CM: Hi.

SD: Hi.

FW: Ladies. I'm sorry, but Alexander has decided he doesn't actually need --

AD: No, no!! I'm good! I am in tremendous pain.

FW: Excellent, let's get our coats and--

AD: We're not...staying here?

FW: I said we were going out. To a club. A special club.

AD: Oh...now I understand the leather pants.

FW: Yes. You said your physical therapist was a master at making you hurt. I got a little jealous.

AD: Okay then, shall we?

A person comes to the door wearing a chauffeur's outfit. A sexy chauffeur's outfit. It appears to be Jessie McKay.

JM: Are we ready to go?

FW: Yep!

Fire locks arms with Jessie, and Serena and Melissa each take an arm of the wheelchair that Alex definitely gets into at this point, and they head out the door.

*OOC: actually, as soon as I'm done typing this I will be!

**OOC2: Let me tell you what interesting things you get when you do a search for 'cheerleader melissa sexy nurse.' Naw, go find out for yourself. You're welcome. Also update your virus/malware protection. As far as the promo goes though, you're going to all have to use your imaginations.

*OOC3: HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEV!

In the Darling Skybox at the Metlife Stadium, Firewoman and Amazing Jos are TALKING~!

FW: Wow...his childhood is about on par with mine and Moose's..

AJ: Yeah, so that give you what you need to know?

FW: *batistalaughs* Oh, Jos....you don't even know....So anyway, I was thinking about where our movesets are complimentary so maybe Monday...after my weight training is usually when I do ring work...

AJ: Every day?

FW: No, no....Well, cardio yes. I only do weights Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday.

AJ: Really?

FW: Yeah, if I do ring work more than twice a week that's too much. It's better for me to work on the foundations more than the actual moves, but other people are different. Like flexibility is REALLY important given my size, so yoga is actually twice a day and--

AJ: Daaaaaamn, gurl....don't you ever relax? When do you sleep?

Fire smiles...that smile when you have to explain something to someone and you're trying to be nice about it, but you're really annoyed? That one.

FW: Jos.....first off....It's not....it's NEVER...."gurl." Or chick. Or honey. Or broad. Or dame. Or any of those other things. 'Kay?

AJ: ....kay....whatever, I didn't mean no disres--

FW: I know. That's why you're standing. Second, no I don't sleep.

AJ: Ever?

FW: Well...used to be ever. Now I'm good about 2, 3 nights awake.

AJ: Daaaaaamn, gu....I mean Fire.

FW: It happens. Anyway tag team moves.

AJ: Yeah, I think we can maybe look to some combination of--

They are interrupted by Alexis Darling walking up. Jos looks her up and down.

LD: Excuse me, Jos, can I borrow my sister-in-law?

AJ: Sure, no problem....

Alexis leads Fire away.

FW: What's up, Lex?

LD: So where'd you guys end up last night?

FW: Well, just proving my point that you can find anything on the Internet, there was the Fetish club that specialized in 'medical,' and--

LD: Do you think that was wise in his condition?

FW: HE was fine with it. In fact--

LD: I know...I HEARD. We share a suite.

FW: Oh...sorry.

LD: You didn't sound sorry.

FW: Lexie...this isn't about taking Alex to a fetish club in a wheel chair...

LD: No...no it isn't....

FW: ...

LD: ...

FW: Goddammit, he told you everything, didn't he.

LD: Yes, and....Fire...WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING? It didn't work the last time, with you and Poe and now you're thinking of DOING IT ALL AGAIN?

FW: Lexie, it--

LD: So when is all this going to happen....

FW: ....

LD: I'm not letting up.

FW: If Alex told you everything you already know. And you're not talking me out of it....although....

LD: Although what?

FW: Well, after what Moose did to Selena...

LD: So much for getting along.

FW: I guess.

LD: Have you talked to him? Or LD? Or Stank?

FW: No, none of them....I dunno, the whole thing might be off, now that Bennett's calling the shots.

LD: GEE that'd be a tragedy.

FW: What exactly is your problem with this?

LD: .....Just because Alex let's you make whatever insane alliances you want without saying a word, doesn't mean..........

Alexis is apparently too angry for words, so she just turns and storms away. Spencer walks up to Fire with a glass of champagne for her.

FW: Thanks.

SD: What's up with her?

FW: I don't even know where to start.

SD: Maybe Alex can....say, where IS Alex, anyway?

FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADE

*Ghosthead is still meditating when The Murphys walk up. DK holds back and Daniella walks up to him*

GH: I was waiting for you.

DM: You know where I am coming from.

GH: I do.

DM: We have our own issues, your brother and us, and his friends.

GH: Obviously.

DM: If it works out between us, fine. If not, good on ya, mate.

GH: So be it.

The scene opens up to what looks like a cooridoor of what can only be MetLife Stadium as you see Alex Darling on crutches walking from the nearest restroom. He seems to be going slowly when a man accidentally bumps into him causing Alex to lose his balance. The man helps him up and apologizes until Alex recognises him.

You...what in the hell are you....

Before he could finish the man lays into Alex. Blow after blow to the head of Darling to where he gets busted open...blood pouring from his head. The guy stands up.

Tell that bitch Alex...tell her exactly what just happened that everyone she cares about isnt safe...tell her the New World is upon her and him...Tell her Alex..that Christian Carter did this...and tell her this is My World...and She lives in it! Then you get that knee better because Ill be looking forward to your return...

Carter with a smile on his face walks away as he leaves Alex laying in his blood as a passerby walks by and screams alerting security.

The scene opens up at what looks like an abandoned building. The sign in front of the building that reads Windy City Championship Wrestling presents "LIVE PRO WRESTLING". The camera then walks into the building down the hall through the doors and there sits a ring in the middle of the building. The camera then goes down the steps and to ringside. There we see a man sitting in a chair in the middle of the ring with his back turned to the camera. The man begins to talk.

??: 13 Years ago I became part of this great business. Busted my ass training, sleeping in buildings, wrestling 5 days out of 6. Traveling from town to town city to city. Then I came here. To this very building and became a part of this family. Windy City Championship Wrestling, Where I became one of the best wrestlers in this City.

The man turns and we see that is Jason Allen.

JA: Now fast forward 13 years. I am now in OOWF. Carter, did you actually think that after what you did I was just going to help you? No I used you to get here, just like I used you in xGw, LBCW, and everywhere else you thought you where better then me at. Everywhere you go you keep setting yourself up and I just keep knocking you down. Are you ever going to learn? wait I know the Answer to that question.

Allen Stands up and Removes the chair from the ring, as he is doing this a female is entering the ring. walks over to Allen and hands him a bottle of water. Allen takes a drink hands her back the bottle and Continues to talk.

JA: Two months ago Cater took me out. Two months ago, Carter almost ended my career. Now here I am, back going to do what I do best and be the absolute best this company has to offer. Jos you and I really havent seen eye to eye, but I hope there are no hard feelings. I did interfere in your match but you did win. I did not want to step on your toes, but this was my opportunity to strike on a man that has so many evils, that has done so much to hurt people that didn't need to get hurt.

Allen again is handed a bottle of water. He takes a drink and hands it back to the woman.

JA: I almost forgot. This lovely woman standing next to me is Madison Clark. She is my wife, manager and if you cross her path she will kick ass.

Allen pauses once again. This time pacing back and forth, in the ring. then continues.

JA: Enough about Carter, I will deal with you later. This Wednesday I have to wrestle Clint Bilton. Clint my man, come Wednesday you will be in the wrong place at the wrong time. You see for the past two months I've been in this very ring training and working to get back into competition and I drew you. You see Clint I have a lot of anger inside of me. When you think your career is over Doctors say you got beat so bad that you will never wrestle again, just to prove them wrong. Bilton you need to ask yourself one question. Are you prepared, are your ready? Because guy you have never face anything like what your getting ready to. Its Time to play Bilton.....

The Camera fades to black as Allen is handed the Bottle of water from Madison and The exit the ring.

(OOC: Came up with an extended analogy that explains Eco’s entire character perfectly to me. I don’t know if it just happens to fit, or if it reflects my subconscious borrowing over years. Either way, it’s very dorky, but likely explains the character to the new folks!)

Post-Murphy attack, Mai and Stan are chatting in the trainer’s room.

Stan: Look, I don’t need to respond to Daniella’s attack. I know where she’s coming from, I know what I did with the New Guard. If she comes back for you, though…

Mai: Please Stan, let it be. If this becomes something unrelenting, then yes, we’ll have to address it. But if it’s just a matter of taking some piss out of me after taking some out of you…I know you think I was naïve when Evans and Folz recruited me, but I have to own what we did as much as you do.

Stan: Fine. On a different topic…

Mai: Yes?

Stan: It’s hard to bring up…you know, I still don’t understand your brother. I expected he’d still be struggling with his violent, megalomaniacal ways, and I suppose he is a bit, but I feel like every other time I turn around, he’s playing the jokester. I don’t know if it’s an act, or a weird contradiction—

Mai: It’s not a contradiction. Stan, have you ever read comic books?

Stan: Not recently, but I’m sure I have.

Mai: Well, Junichiro is The Joker.

Stan: Well, yes, he’s borrowed that motif before.

Mai: No, but he’s actually The Joker. Completely. Let me explain.

The simplest, most illiterate reading you can give of the character of The Joker is that he is sometimes funny and sometimes sadistic. The two attributes compliment and strengthen each other. It’s difficult to engage in a violent, uncaring manner unless you can disassociate yourself from the violence—make it all one big joke, perhaps. And of course, it’s difficult to consider the world as one big joke without falling into a kind of nihilism that can justify the most evil actions. It’s much the same with Junichiro.

Stan: That makes sense. So you don’t think your brother values anything?

Mai: On the contrary. Junichiro values a few things, and they’re the same things the Joker values. One of those things is power.

Take the story of Harley Quinn. The Joker has an ambiguous sexuality, of course. Sometimes he’s in love with Harley, sometimes he’s not. The important thing is that he wants so badly to exercise power over her—and not just physical control, but mental control. That part people remember, but they forget why that desire is significant as it relates to the object. Dr. Harleen Quinzel was Joker’s psychologist, a brilliant woman with power over him. So Joker had to flip their power dynamic, and do so explicitly making her weak where she once was strong. What’s impressive about Firewoman, Stan?

Stan: She’s a fine wrestler. No offense, but probably the best female wrestler there is.

Mai: Sure. But you had to qualify it with female. She’s probably not the best wrestler of all time. What’s most impressive about her is her will, her fire, her independence—all of which has allowed her to transcend her body and even be considered in the conversation about the greatest wrestlers of all time. So that was what Junichiro had to break in Trinity, and that’s why he’s so jealous and angry about other people having control over her—including, of course, Fire herself.

Stan: So who’s Batman in this story? Don’t tell me it’s Alexander—or worse, Moose.

Mai: (dropping her voice) I’m Batman.

Stan: Oh for—was this all a set up for that joke?

Mai: No, seriously, I’m Junichiro’s Batman. What makes the Joker’s relationship with Batman special isn’t that they’re in conflict. The Joker is in conflict with the entire Gotham police squad. But Joker’s connection with Batman is emotional. Some writers make it homoerotic to make it comprehensible, but it’s not truly about that. Batman completes the Joker. The Joker can be as crazy as he likes, but he feels at home in his crazy when he’s in conflict with Batman.

Here’s the key difference. Junichiro loves me, but he doesn’t feel complete when we’re at odds. He wants us to stand alongside each other. And for now, that means he has to deny all his other instincts and behave himself.

Stan: So you’re saying he’s all pure evil except for you.

Mai: Well, he seems to have a harder time putting me out of his mind than he does forgetting about his religion…but he’s not pure evil. He’s very different from Moose, for instance.

Stan: They’re both capable of basically anything.

Mai: Anything, yes. But they don’t share motivations. Do you know the one villain the Joker refused to work with? The Red Skull. As sadistic and nihilistic as The Joker was—and frankly, he had it out for more people than the Red Skull ever did—he still found racism odious. Now, Moose is no racist. But the difference between Moose and my brother is that my brother doesn’t understand grudges. Moose is constantly driven by feelings of vengeance; Junichiro is terrified of them—rightly, because he knows how they consume people. For Junichiro, a true blood feud would not end unless someone died, and unlike some, the idea of being murderer or victim genuinely terrifies him—I think the near-death experience with Tytan only intensified that feeling.

When I came to the OOWF, I couldn’t understand why my own brother would try to put me out as Junichiro did—especially when he seemed so dead-set on fighting off Moose from hurting me. And when he joined forces with Moose, I was even more confused. But looking back, it makes all the sense in the world. He was staring down the prospect of a blood feud, and he blinked. He tried to get rid of the problem of Moose and Mai in conflict, and he just went the opposite direction and tried to send me home with an injury—and then went and stood by Moose, maybe to throw Moose off chasing me, maybe just because it seemed like the too-clever-by-half thing to do.

Stan pauses for a moment.

Mai: Thoughts?

Stan: An alternative theory.

Mai: Shoot.

Stan: Junichiro is nuts and his sister is a giant nerd.

FADE

*Meanwhile Ghosthead is roaming the halls of the Verizon Center when he is approached by SFJ#7 and a camera crew.*

SFJ#7 - Ghosthead if I may...?

Ghost - Proceed.

SFJ#7 - Given your strong showing in the OOWF's first ever Elimination Chamber match, yet coming up short of a win, what is your mindset going into yet another multiway match with at least two of your opponents who shared participation in the Elimination Chamber, back at Madness 9?

Ghost - First let me address one Moosehead Jack our current OOWF World Champion. I heard what you had to say and let me be clear. While we may share an interest in chaos and mayhem there is indeed a reason why The Saints and the Ghosthead Killer can not work together... simply put... I do not play well with others. This has been proven time and time again. It is through no conscious effort on my part. It is simply the function of my role in the design... however Chaos lends itself to it's own need and perhaps the tide will at some point find me by The Saint's side. I do not pretend to plot the course. I merely ride where I am taken. For now... I am not where you would desire me to be. Personal issues with my brother notwithstanding.

Now to address your question number seven. My mindset... I go into this match still as the Ghosthead Killer, The Death Knell. I will inflict as much suffering as possible and destroy those who oppose me. I have had little dealings with Alexis Darling, but I am sure her suffering will prove as sweet as any other. Matt Folz and I have gone to battle on numerous occasions and is a capable warrior, but a delusional one if he thinks for a second that his desire to be World Champion deters my own. As for the silent one... Danny Taylor. You seem to have taken my dispatching of The Bloody Wolf... personally. A matter that had little to do with you. What I did to El Lobo Sangriento was a long time coming, the result of an ages old debt from before your time with him. You and the rest of your pack weren't even a whisper on my psyche when I destroyed El Lobo, but if you desire revenge for your fallen stablemate... I welcome the attempt. But know this Danny Taylor... what you will get instead is the same fate... as El Lobo Sangriento.

Then you too will know... just like everyone else... wrath, fury, ruin.

Fade

*At "Silvers Gym" (Not Zane's), Jos walks in a random room full of punching bags.

*You hear thunderous booms as soon as Jos opens the door. The lights are off and only one other person is in the room.

*As Jos gets near, he see's the ever so lovely Fire Woman, beating the hell out of a heavy bag*

AJ: Sooooo.. Lemme guess, Carter?

FM: *Ignores Jos and continues punching*

AJ: Dont get yourself worked up. Thats what he wants. The second he consumes your mind, he's already won. The guy has burnt down my dojo, talked smack about my deceased friend and hes thrown me in jail. I know a little about wanting to beat the bitch outta Chris.

FW: *Takes a look at Jos then resumes Punching*

AJ: Lis... Fire. Im not gonna argue with you, but I need to know you won`t do anything irrational. The second your eye is off the ball, we wont have a chance to win.

FW:*While still striking the bag* No one asked you to worry about me, I can take care of myself.

AJ: Im not worried about you, im just concerned about the other team getting in our heads before our match.

FW: Just stay out of my way and we will be fine.

AJ: *Darby Sigh* Just remember, winning is more important than giving Carter all your attention. We still got Chris Aarons to worry about.

FM: Its "Evans"

AJ: Same shit! Errands, Evans, either way you say it, the dude is still gonna get his ass wrecked by "Amazing Fire" *Wink!

FM: "Amazing Fire"?

AJ: Hey, its been a long weekend! Didnt have enough time to come up with a good one. It was either that or "Jos Woman"

FW: *shakes her head in dissapointment while still throwing combos*

AJ: Dont get all sour on me, im just trying to make you smile. You'd be so much more chilled if you woulda smoked a doob about it. We could call you "Smokin on that Fire, Woman". or "Getting Higher Woman"?

FW:*A small smirk comes over Fire's face before she shakes it off and continues beating on the bag*

AJ: Uh-Oh! Thought I saw a lil something on your face! *Has a big grin that fades* Look, you do you, but remember, you got a partner that is willing to help you hurt Carter and also win this match. With the way everything is going on, we gotta show nothing will break our spirits. With a new Champion and a new GM, we gotta show the world we are ready for anything. Are you ready?!

FW: *Fire grins one more time before throwing a right haymaker at the bag*

*RRRIIIIPPPPP!!*

*Bag rips in half*

What about you?

Jos: *Jos is a little surprised but follows up with a sly grin*

*He slowly starts to walk away before stopping in front of a heavy bag near the exit.*

*FTANG!*

*Jos "Falcon Kicks" the bag and the bag explodes in half*

I'm good.

*Jos walks out the door while Fire nods her head in approval*