[wyattcox]

(Edra and Chloe walk from the Awakening suite and head toward Catering. An SFJ approaches the sisters, but seeing that they are much larger than they were, starts to back away.)

Chloe: Don’t.

Edra: Please?

Chloe: We’ll talk to you.

Edra: Don’t be scared.

rSFJ: Honestly, this is freaky.

Chloe: (Looking at her hands) I know, right?

Edra: We never really got it until we came back here. Our rebalancing did so much more than just bring us into spiritual, intellectual, and emotional alignment.

Chloe: We grew physically. I know, 5 percent doesn’t seem like much, but it makes a big difference.

Edra: Our commissioner insisted we go through a full battery of tests again, and she can find nothing questionable. Sadly we now have something that she will never have.

rSFJ: And what is that?

Chloe: Contentment. For the first time in our lives we are where we need to be. We have enough. If our careers ended tomorrow we would be satisfied, despite not reaching our ultimate goal.

Edra: We have succeeded beyond our late father’s wildest dreams, but there is a goal that we promised him, and we will try to pursue that goal.

rSFJ: And what is that goal.

Chloe: Individual Championships.

Edra: And maybe, someday, a Grand Slam. That would put the uneasiness between our father and us to rest once and for all.

Chloe: He believed in us. We let him down. We hope that our refocusing will bring him peace.

rSFJ: LD Williams and Bing Bong commented on your rebalancing.

Edra: Thank you, whichever one of you actually had those compliments. LD, you will always be a father figure to us, regardless of whatever side of the fence we’re on.

Chloe: And to you, Bing Bong...(Chloe makes the sound of an elephant trumpeting) And I meant that in the nicest way possible. I’m sorry, my elephant is a little rusty.

Edra: Tonight, I take the first step in becoming this company’s pure wrestling champion. A long time ago I commented that winning this championship would be important to me. It truly would mean a lot, and I would be honored.

Chloe: And Mai. I want you to look into these eyes. Look deep. I love you, Mai. I love you as a sister, as a fellow traveler, I love you. Tomorrow, though, I begin a journey to take something that you love as if it were your own flesh and blood. The Intercontinental Championship. What I do to you is nothing personal, it is a goal for the glory of our family and the glory of the Awakening. Know that I do not hate you. I hate nobody.

Edra: Except Christian Carter.

Chloe: Fuck that guy. (Both Sisters laugh) Carter, I don’t hate you. (Chloe raises a finger to point at the camera) But I still owe you. And as the living breathing God is my witness, you will pay. (Pointing the finger at herself) And this vessel is sufficient to collect said payment.

Edra: Mai, you are close. You say we think our [df] “bad acts are justified” [/df] . What we do inside that ring is totally justified. Look who gets breaks and who does not. People get matches here who do not deserve them. That is a fact. The Awakening is working hard to level the playing field and working to give ourselves the opportunities that we have been denied.

Chloe: We put the entire OOWF on notice. Our intent is to win. At any cost.

Edra: All your heroes are dead. And there are none left to save you.

Chloe: For the glory of the Awakening. And the everlasting glory of our families.

Edra: (Turning to the rSFJ, taking the SFJ’s head in her hands, looking deep into her eyes before kissing her on the cheek) Thank you so much for the opportunity.

Chloe: (Likewise taking the SFJ’s head in her hands, looking deep into her eyes before kissing her ever so gently on the forehead) We must do this again, and soon.

(The sisters walk off, leaving a dazed rSFJ in their wake as the scene fades)

[fasteddiek]

(Tytan is seen walking with the Old Man. They are discussing certain topics.)

Oldman: I see aren't improving for you.

Tytan: That doesn't matter anymore. There are other things to take care of.

Oldman: You just have seemed lost since this happened to you.

Tytan: ....

Oldman: What is I told you. There is another way....

(Tytan looks to the old man, and a grin comes back to his face.)

Oldman: That's the first time I have seen you smile in a long while. Besides, I have seen things. Things that can use your expertise.

Tytan: Now you got my intrigued, But we need to do one more thing.

Oldman: What's that my friend. 

Tytan: There is someone else that could use a little trip.

Oldman: No we are not taking Juni with us.

Tytan: No, Agrius.

Oldman: I understand.

Tytan: Then let's go.

[wyattcox]

(Edra knocks on Agrius’ door. The large man opens the door and she enters. Agrius closes the door.)

Edra: You will be leaving tonight.

Agrius: That is what Tytan tells me.

Edra: I know you fear nothing, but I must warn you, it will seem to be a very long time. You need not fear anything.

Agrius: I fear nothing.

Edra: This will be ... unique. Unlike anything you have ever experienced.

Agrius: Since I was brought here that has been the rule and not the exception.

(Edra grasps Agrius’ arms and kisses him.)

Edra: It will seem longer to you than it will to me. Be safe.

(Edra starts to leave, but Agrius takes her arm.)

Agrius: Is it important that you leave?

Edra: I have a match tonight that could change the direction of the Awakening.

Agrius: (pulling her close and smiling) Please, my little bookworm?

(Edra smiles and holds up a finger and Agrius releases her. Edra opens the door and sends the NinjaCam on it’s way as the scene fades)

[Sportsguy]

We see Lindsay McAllister standing next to SFJ92.

SFJ92: Let's get right to it Lindsay, is Royalty back together?

Lindsay (Smiling): Maybe, maybe not. Maybe last week was a one off, or maybe we have something planned. But you don't need to know that right now.

SFJ92: Why did you attack your brother in law on Wednesday?

Lindsay: That was unfortunate. It really was a case of wrong place wrong time for Matt. We weren't specifically targeting him, but he happened to be the only one in the ring when we decided to make a statement.

SFJ92: What about Christian Carter, did you see his comments about you?

Lindsay: I did. Time for some facts Christian: When I was a member of Royalty, Alexis and I won the Tag Team Championships twice. You? Let me make sure my math is right here, let's see, carry the one..... oh yeah, ZERO championships. Sadistic Games? All I did was make Moosehead Jack tap, something no member of Royalty has done before or since. You? With the match on the line, and my brother in law covered in blood and barely able to stand, you still choked and tapped out like a bitch. You notice Alexis and Alex didn't leave ME alone in the ring, they left you. So let me ask you, who actually was the weakest member of Royalty? You want to come back and try and make a living here, that's fine. But you really shouldn't have gotten involved in our business, because of your poor decision, your comeback will be an extremely brief one.

FADE

[Road Warrior Shark]

OOWF MidWeek Mayhem (Show 776)
Toropets, Russia
December 7, 2016

The Circle v Ecosystem & Agrius

“The Uninvited” plays in The Circle to kick off our show tonight, with the fans providing Ghosthead and Shannon with a mixed but vocal reaction. The Circle has had a roller coaster of a month so far, coming up short last week in a tag team championship match but dispatching their main rivals in MJM Incorporated from the tag division permanently the week before. Shannon waits the arrival of their opponents eagerly while Ghosthead feels out the ring ropes.

PA: It might seem crazy what I’m ‘bout to say . . .

The reaction for The Circle may have been mixed, but this reaction is not. The crowd rains BOOOOOOOOOS down on Ecosystem as he comes atop the ramp with Agrius. He gestures for the music to be cut as he extends his arms wide, inviting the boos before raising his microphone.

Eco: Drink it in, maaaaaaaan! (More boos.) I get it, I get it, you people are mad. You’re mad . . . at The Circle. (Groans.) You loved that little team my sister had with what’s his face, the M&M Limited Liability Company or whatever, and these jerks took it away from you! Rest assured, Agrius and I are nothing like those Reese’s Pieces. You two won’t be running . . . circles . . . around us!

Eco chuckles to himself as the crowd boos.

Eco: Are you booing because you don’t get it? (Turns to Agrius.) Do you think they get it?
Agrius: They get it.
Eco: Ah, I bet they don’t get it. It’s a complex joke, and Russians aren’t a particularly intelligent people. (Boos.) So let me explain. To run circles around someone, is a common American idiom, a turn of phrase, a saying, if you will, for doing much better than the someone. So I’m saying that Shannon and Ghosthead will not, on this night, will not be performing much better than us. However, by using that idiom, I’m also making reference to the fact that Shannon and Ghosthead refer to themselves as the circle. The joke comes from the dual meaning. It’s similar in its structure to the joke where the zen master comes up to the hot dog stand and says “Make me one with everything.” Wait, do you understand that joke? Should I explain that one too?

The crowd groans.

Eco: Fine, I’ll tell a different joke. Hey Ghosthead! What do you have in common with the average Russian man?

The crowd boos in advance. Ghosthead stares stoically.

Eco: You’re supposed to say, “What, Eco?” Let’s try this again. Hey Ghosthead! What do you have in common with the average Russian man?

Eco pauses.

Eco: You’re a worthless lump of dog shit and your wife is so fucking ugly that even her dildo needs Viagra.

To no one’s surprise, it turns out those are fighting words, as Ghosthead drops out of the ring and charges Ecosystem. Eco yells “threat” and Agrius steps in front, but Ghosthead keels over Agrius with a hard kick to the gut and shoves him to the side, against the barricade, Ghosthead turns back to Eco—and catches a brass knuckle shot to the head! Ecosystem tries to capitalize on his set up, mounting Ghosthead and taking another shot before Shannon catches up on the ramp, kicks Eco in the gut and DDTs him on the steel! Shannon drags Eco down the ramp and rolls him into the ring as the referee rings the bell. Shannon backs up for the Yakuza kick—NAILS it! Into the cover: 1, 2 , Eco JUST gets his foot on the bottom rope.

Shannon pulls Ecosystem up, hitting him with a couple knees to the gut, and then wraps his arms around, looking for the Horror Plex—but Ecosystem throws his head back, headbutting Shannon in the jaw once, then twice! Shannon stumbles off, and Ecosystem hits the Pele Kick! Both competitors are down and reaching to their corners—-Shannon gets there first, but Ghosthead is just coming to on the ramp, bleeding from the forehead! Agrius gets the tag from Ecosystem, and runs in dropping an elbow flush across the back of Shannon! Agrius pulls Shannon—just over half his weight—up by the throat and launches her into the turnbuckles, followed by a crushing corner splash! Ghosthead runs into the ring, but Ecosystem leaps on him to tackle him down, and they both roll to the outside. Shannon is throwing hard shots at Agrius's head, stunning him, but when she misses wildly with one, Agrius pulls Shannon up over his back—ARMAGEDDO-NOPE! Shannon reverses into the ASAI ECLIPSE! What a fucking counter! Shannon and Agrius are both down, Shannon into the cover: 1-2-no! Agrius powers out.

Outside the ring, Ghosthead is slamming Eco into the barricade, shoulders into the gut over and over! Eco tries to use his brass knuckles, but seeing the referee look their way, he throws the knuckles in at the referee. As the referee stops to pick them up and admonish Eco, Agrius grabs something from his pocket as Shannon slowly picks him up—PRESUMPTUOUS! Agrius just sprayed Shannon in the eyes with his cologne. Shannon stumbles back, blinded, as Agrius picks her up—ARMAGEDDON! The referee goes to count—Ghosthead tries to climb in the ring, but can’t get there in time: 1-2-3!

Your Winners (Pinfall; 3:22) The Awakening!

Ecosystem raises his arms in victory, mocking the bloodied Ghosthead outside—and Ghosthead SUPERKICKS Eco’s head off, sending him flying over the barricade! Ghosthead is about to give pursuit when Agrius comes out of the ring. Ghosthead thinks about fighting Agrius too but decides to go check on his wife in the ring, as Agrius lifts the stunned Eco out from a pile of chairs and carries him backstage.

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Zed vs. Matt Folz

"I'm only going to lie down for a half hour before I send the match to Shark" 2 1/2 hours later here we are.

"Shoot to Thrill" by AC/DC brings Zed down to the ring to a huge ovation. He waves to the fans and smiles as he waits in the ring. "Battle Without Honor or Humanity" plays and Matt Folz comes out to an equally large ovation. Matt and Zed shake hands and Matt says "let's have some fun" as he backs off and the bell rings.

Zed surprises Matt by charging forward as soon as the bell rings and takes him down with a double leg take down. Zed quickly tries a Sharpshooter, but Matt bails. Matt rolls back in, they lock up and this time Matt gets the advantage by taking Zed down. Matt grabs Zed's legs and bridges for 2. Zed reverses for 2. Matt reverses again for 2 before Zed kicks out. Both men get to their feet and smile at one another. Another lock up and Matt whips Zed into the corner and pounds on him. Delayed vertical suplex for two. Matt misses a diving headbutt and Zed takes over.

Zed pulls Folz to his feet and hooks him and hits a snap suplex, then rolls through and lifts him for another suplex and drops him chest first on the top rope before completing the Slingshot Suplex. That gets 2. Zed shoots Matt off the ropes and tries to apply the ZZZZZ but Matt makes the ropes. Zed allows the break and then a Backdrop suplex gets two. Zed misses an elbow and then walks into an overhead suplex from Matt. Matt with a short arm clothesline and looks for the Folzmission, Zed armdrags out of it, but Matt snaps off another overhead suplex. Nasty backdrop suplex gets two, and Matt this time locks the Folzmission in along with the bodyscissors. Too close to the ropes though as Zed is just able to get a foot underneath. Matt allows a clean break and both men get back to the feet. The Crowd is into it, starting dual "Let's Go Matt"/"Let's go Zed" chants. Zed wins a lock up to set up the rolling germans, but Matt reverses to his own, which Zed then reverses to one more of his own. Zed goes up to the top rope, but Matt hits him with the Kurt Angle style Pop Up Superplex for two. Matt looks for the Angle Slam, Zed counters to a crossface but Matt pulls himself to the ropes. Zed hauls him off and gives him an anklelock, but that allows Matt to reverse to his own. Zed counters again back to the crossface, but Matt rolls him over for two. Zed snaps him right back into the crossface. Matt rolls through, but Zed doesn’t release, and that proves to be a mistake as Matt hits him with the Angle Slam out of that. It gets two. Matt grabs another anklelock, and Zed has nowhere to go. He powers out instead and tries another german, but Matt reverses, which Zed then counters with a rollup for two. Another german for Zed, but Matt reverses to his own, but Zed reverses and gets a 2 count. Zed goes up again and hits the Answer. 1...2...No sir, Matt just rolls his shoulder at 2. Zed looks for a slam but Matt reverses to an inside cradle, 1...2....now it's Zed's turn to kick out just in time. Both men back to their feet and Zed charges, but Matt takes him down with a drop toe hold. Matt applies the ankle lock, Zed nearly gets to the ropes but Matt pulls him back to the middle of the ring. Zed again struggles and nearly reaches them but Matt again drags him back and applies the heel hook. Zed has no where to go and taps.

Your Winner (Submission; 19:47) Matt Folz!

Matt helps Zed back to his feet and they do the Mutual Fistbump of Respect before leaving the ring.

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24 Hour Party People vs. Texpress

The lights go out, and neon lights start to swirl. Techno Music starts to play and X Stacy and D Jay hit the stage covered in glowing body paint and flashing lights. They high five each other and start to gyrate and flail around.

Russ: I’m not sure exactly what this is supposed to be
Razz: It’s called dancing Russ, try and keep up

The newcomers dance their way to the ring and put on a show for the fans to a mixed reaction. The lights go up and “Save a horse” plays. The roof comes off as Chad Madison and Zane Myers hit the stage Chad gallops to the ring, kissing babies and babes along the way. Zane is smiling and high-fiving as many as he can.

As the pre-match shenanigans settle down, we get a bell and Chad locks up with Jay. Jay pop him with a forearm as Chad goes in to lock up. Headlock. Shoulder block and Chad hits the mat. Knee to the chest. Jay hits the ropes for an elbow, and Chad rolls free. He kips up and arm drags Jay across the ring. Jay scrambles up and runs at Chad, only to be arm dragged across the ring again. And again! Chad tags in Zane and as Jay charges again, Zane catches him with a Mafia Kick! Jay hits the mat hard, and gets pulled to his feet. Zane presses him high overhead and tosses Jay into the turnbuckles in front of Stacy. She tags herself in and she and Zane circle each other

Collar and Elbow. Zane with a head lock. Stacy sends him into the ropes, she leapfrogs him on the rebound. Zane off the other side and Stacy hits a spinning heel kick. She stuns him with a couple of forearms and Zane staggers back into the corner and slumps down. Stacy runs in, does a handstand on the turnbuckles that turns into a Basement Dropkick Bronco Buster! She drags him out of the corner and scales the turnbuckles.. RED ARROW!... That COMPLETELY WHIFFS!

Russ: She missed! Zane never moved, and she just flat missed!
Razz: They don’t call it high risk for nothing!

Zane crawls over and Chad tags in. He runs in and cuts Stacy off, he pulls her up and whips her into the ropes… Slingblade! Dropkick! Dropkick! AND Another! Jay has had enough and he bull rushes Chad, tossing him into the corner and hammering away with forearms to the back and neck. Zane comes in and tosses him away. Chad turns around into a twisting body attack.. I’m not sure what to call it, but Stacy pretty much hit the ropes and threw her body in the air and at Chad

Russ: I’m not sure what to call that! She just threw her body in the air at Chad
Razz: Definitely not a first for him.

She tags Jay and he comes in, and begins to stomp on Chad repeatedly. Chad leg whips him to the mat and tags in Zane. Double suplex puts Jay on his back. Zane goes to work on Jay and Chad catches a diving Stacy in mid-air! He drops her over the ropes to the floor. Zane hits a Border Toss on Jay and he is laid out! Tag! Electric Chair! DROPKICK DEVICE! One…. Two…. Three!

Your Winners (Pinfall 8:24) Texpress!

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Lindsay McAllister vs. Christian Carter

Lindsay McAllister, accompanied by BRICK~!, is first to the ring, taunting the rabidly booing crowd. She poses to further boos, then stretches in her corner. Christian Carter receives a much warmer reaction, but still hears some boos from the Folz section and fans with, y’know, memories. Carter barely acknowledges the crowd, keeping his eyes locked on Lindsay as he makes his way to the ring. Referee Junior Hale steps between the combatants long enough to give them their instructions, then calls for the bell.

Lindsay talks trash to Carter, but backpedals to the corner when the bell rings and Carter moves forward. She hauls off and slaps him - or tries, as Carter catches it. He spins Lindsay round and slams her into the corner, then attacks with forearms. Lindsay sags under the onslaught, and Junior forces Carter back. Carter complies- only to charge back in with a knee to the head. Lindsay tips sideways and slides under the ropes, dropping to the floor. Cater slides out and drags Lindsay to her feet - but she connects with a kick to the unmentionables. She drives Carter’s head into the apron and drags his face along it, then bounces his head off the ring steps. The blow stands Carter up, and Lindsay springs off the steps to kick him in the head. Carter drops to one knee, and Lindsay dropkicks him in the back, slamming his head again into the steel. Lindsay rolls into the ring to break the count.

As Carter starts to get to his feet, Lindsay steps out onto the apron. She gets a running start and leaps, but Carter turns at the last second and snags her out of the air. He drives Lindsay’s spine into the apron and then sends her into the ringside barrier. Carter grabs Lindsay, but she rakes the eyes. She tries to follow up, but Carter ducks a punch and hauls Lindsay onto his shoulders. He carries her to the steps and tries a DVD, but Lindsay manages to propel herself over the steps and land on the other side. This leaves her back to Carter, however, and he launches himself over the steps and drives an elbow into the back of her head. Carter rolls into the ring to break the count, and goes back to the floor. Lindsay tries for another low blow, but Carter blocks it. He scoops Lindsay up and drops her face-first onto the apron, then stuffs her into the ring. Carter climbs onto the apron and hits a slingshot leg drop. He covers, but pulls Lindsay up at two.

Shaking his head, Carter drags Lindsay to her feet and tosses her into the corner. He connects with a series of forearms, then takes her over with a suplex. Carter pulls Lindsay to her feet and sends her to the ropes. Lindsay ducks a clothesline, but Carter connects with a boot to the midsection on the return trip, He sets up the Fall From Grace, but Lindsay squirms free. She connects with a European uppercut as Carter moves in, then drops to the mat and rolls to the apron. Springboard forearm! Lindsay pounces on Carter, raining down elbows until Junior pulls her off. Lindsay shoves the ref away and waits for Carter to get to his knees. She throws the Chick Kick - but Carter catches it. Carter drags Lindsay in for a leg-trap suplex, but Lindsay goes back to the eyes. Carter staggers back, and Lindsay slams him with a forearm. Chick Kick! Carter crumples, falling into the ropes. Lindsay drags him away and hits a standing double stomp to the gut before going to the corner. She scales the turnbuckles -moonsault - Carter gets the knees up! Lindsay hits hard, and bounces across the ring.

Carter drags himself to his feet and waits for Lindsay to get up. He charges in with a big boot, but Lindsay catches it on her shoulder, directing his leg up and over and dropping, pulling Carter down crotch first onto both knees. Carter falls to his knees, and Lindsay hits the ropes behind him. Carter drops to the side to avoid a bulldog attempt, then explodes off the mat to turn Lindsay inside out with a clothesline. Carter is in too much pain to follow up, and Lindsay rolls out to the floor. She circles the ring and steals the timekeeper’s chair. Junior meets her at the ropes, ordering her to drop it. As they argue, Carter staggers to his feet. He shoves Junior out of the way and grabs Lindsay by the throat. Lindsay brings the chair up into his arms to break his grip, then slams it over his head, causing Junior to call for the bell.

Your Winner (Disqualification; 9:32) Christian Carter!

The second the bell rings, Alexander and Alexis Darling come flying down the aisle. They attack the hobbled Carter, stomping him into the mat, then drag him to his knees. Lindsay winds up with the chair, but before she can swing a flood of officials, backed by Banned from Everywhere and Zed, hit the ring.

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Darling Twins vs. Banned From Everywhere

Banned From Everywhere come to the ring first, riding Drunkey and Drunkette and chugging away on flasks of PCPL. Ellie Mae ties the animals to the ring post and we await their opponents. Alex and Alexis come out next, posing on the stage, then making their way slowly to the ring. Alexis hops up on the apron while Alexander pulls up a seat next to Russ and Razz

Russ: To what to do owe this visit.
Razz: He means we are honored you have joined us.
Alexander: As well you should be. My sister can handle this. You two just do your jobs.

Bill and Alexis square off, and Lexi pops him in the jaw. Bill recoils, and swings a fist of his own. She bars his arm, takes him to the mat and kicks Bill square in the face. Grabbing his hair, she rams her knee into his head repeatedly as the referee counts to 4. The referee gets in her face, and this lets Justin tag in. Justin springboards him and hurls his body at Alexis, taking them both to the mat. He pops up and connects with a forearm, then drops and elbow on her Cover One…. Two…. And Lexi slides out from under Justin like a snake. She rolls him up in a La Magistral Cradle for a two count of her own.

Lexi is to her feet first and she hooks Justin for an Exploder Suplex. She crouches as he gets to his feet.. KINSHASA KNEE! Alex is laughing from the announce table as she grabs Justin’s and starts to turn him in position for the Bitch Killer. As she lifts him upside down, Bill reaches out and blind tags Justin’s arm. Bill charges in, bounds off the ropes and SPEARS Lexi before she can hit the move. Justin gets flattened and rolls out of the ring. Bill scoops her up and hits a shoulder breaker, then drops an elbow and covers for another two count.

Lexi kicks out and Alex stands up from his chair. Justin is trying to use the announce table to pull himself to his feet. Alex grabs the monitor and CLOBBERS Justin in the head! Alex pulls him up and hits a BRAINBUSTER INTO THE ANNOUCNE TABLE! Alex pops up on the apron as Bill is hammering Lexi with Atomic Elbows. He tries to tag in, but Bill cuts her off. Bill whips Lexi into the corner and repeatedly drives his shoulder into her gut. Bill grabs her in a headlock and bulldogs her to the mat. He starts to climb the turnbuckles for a FREEBIRD, but Alex pushes him to the mat and he crashes into Alexis’ raised boot! Tag to Alexander. He scoops Bill up, and CUTTHROAT DARLING DRIVER! One…. Two…. Three!

Your Winners (Pinfall; 9:22) The Darling Twins!

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Chloe Neal vs. Mai Muyo

“Pain is Pleasure” cuts through the silence as Chloe Neal makes her way toward the ring, whip in hand and an expression of serenity between the occasional insult toward a fan near ringside. Chloe climbs into the ring and stretches on the ropes with her opponent, Mai Muyo, emerging from the back as “Hero” bellows through the arena. Mai salutes the fans, keeping a skeptical eye on Chloe as she enters the ring and is inspected by Mel Creech. As Creech calls for the bell, Chloe offers a handshake that Mai doesn’t immediately accept. While Chloe pantomimes that things are on the up-and-up, Mai politely refuses again, raising the dander of Chloe a twinge. As Chloe makes one last offer, Mai draws a fist with her left hand and accepts the handshake to a now-offended Chloe, who engages Mai in a collar-and-elbow tie-up, before powering her to the mat. Mai kips up, brushes her hair out of her face to engage in another tie-up with a longer struggle before the same result.

Mai, again ties up with Chloe, this time being yanked down by her hair into a headlock position as Chloe cranks the pressure on a kneeling Mai. A quick chop to the side and a boot to the ankle frees Mai as Chloe backs off once Mai is fully upright. Mai springs off the ropes and connects with a forearm as Chloe was collecting herself. A second trip to the ropes with a leaping forearm attack puts Chloe on the mat, prompting a running senton and a 1-count before Chloe powers out with ease. The combatants stand off with Mai at the center of most of the applause. Both ladies – frustrated for their own reasons – tie up again with Mai picking up the edge by striking Chloe’s ankle with a well-placed strike. The temporary loss of balance by Chloe gives Mai ample opportunity to reel off a series of quick strikes, connecting and staying a hair out of the reach of Chloe. A dropkick by Mai finishes the flurry, causing Chloe to stumble to the outside. A crossbody attack by Mai is caught by Chloe, who teases ramming her back-first into the ring post before Mai escapes Chloe’s grip and rolls to the inside, soon to be followed by her opponent. Mai immediately dashes for the ropes, only for Chloe to run a step behind and stop her cold off the rebound with a lariat.

Chloe begins to pound away on Mai, picking her up for a scoop slam, getting 2 from Creech after following the slam with a knee drop across the sternum of Mai. With Mai winded, Chloe works a nerve hold before transitioning to a chin lock, adding extra torque with a knee planted firmly in Mai’s back. With the fans egging her on, Mai tries to return to a standing position before Chloe grabs her by the shoulders and plants her on the mat again. This time holds become strikes as Chloe mixes elbows and fists wherever she can work an open shot on Mai before Creech interjects at the overuse of punches. Chloe ares with Creech, giving Mai a shot at recovery. As Chloe returns to Mai on the mat, a quick rollup gets 1 before Chloe escapes and almost loses her temper at the scenario. After a deep breath, Chloe picks Mai up and strikes her down with a knee to the stomach and an uppercut. With Mai stumbling backward, Chloe charges with another lariat, sending Mai to the mat through a twisting reaction to the impact of the clothesline. Chloe hoists Mai to her feet and into position for the Corkscrew, completing the transition before Mai works her way to freedom with a knee on top of Chloe’s head. Chloe shakes out the cobwebs as Mai tries to recover from Chloe’s assault … Oh, and Creech’s count has hit 6 before Mai pulls herself up with the ropes. Chloe, seeing Mai on her feet, crawls away from danger and to the outside. Mai, never one to surrender a good idea, hits the ropes opposite of Chloe’s location before springing off the top rope and nailing an inverted sky twister press into Chloe’s arms. The momentum sends the ladies crashing into the barricade with Chloe’s back taking the worse of the impact. Mac springs up and salutes the crowd as Chloe writhes in pain. Creech's count reaches 7 before Mai helps Chloe into the ring. Chloe stomps down Mai as she enters, only for Mai to catch a boot and sweep Chloe off her feet. Mai kips up again, running to the ropes and hitting a sliding dropkick into Chloe’s ribs. A standing senton gets 2, with Mai pounding the mat in frustration marking the unofficial third strike. Mai mounts Chloe and tries to return the favor of the earlier ground-and-pound attack, getting a few licks in before Chloe grabs the lighter Mai under her arms and tosses her aside. Undeterred, Mai tries to remount Chloe, only to get shoved down and kneed in the stomach for her troubles.

Chloe dazes Mai with a knee and boot to the skull, putting her in position again for the Chloe Corkscrew. This time, Mai doesn’t escape. Creech counts 2 before noticing Mai’s boot draped over the bottom rope. With Mai practically unconscious, Chloe drags her to the center of the ring while teasing the Asiatic Spike. Chloe connects with the taped thumb, causing Mai to immediately begin gasping for air on the mat. Chloe picks Mai up with intentions of another Chloe Corkscrew, dropping Mai on her head in the middle of the ring. Sensing an easy victory, Chloe gets 2 thanks to a lax cover. Mai, still totally unaware of her surroundings, tries to get to her feet but is unsuccessful on multiple occasions. Soon, Mai is at least able to prop herself in the corner with Chloe charging in to hit the Chlo Train. Mai – strictly out of instinct – hops over the charging Chloe, who impacts the turnbuckles back first. Mai manages to lock her legs under Chloe’s arms, taking her down in a Victory Roll, getting a stunning 3 from Creech in the process.

Your Winner (Pinfall; 17:21) Mai Muyo!

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Edra Cox vs. Poe vs. Kylie Mignolio vs. Mari Ariana vs. Shizuru-mune Mangyuniku vs. Nick Fleming - Onslaught Title Elimination Series

With the crowd roaring in the background, each of the wrestlers in the ring look at one another, each waiting to make the first move. Breaking the awkward silence, Shiz screams at the top of his lungs and then charges out of his corner headed directly for Edra. As he approaches, Edra stands her ground in the corner until he leaps towards her. Rolling out of the way, Edra dodges Shiz, only to leave him with nothing to break his fall but the corner and tire ropes on each side. She then pops back to her feet and with Nick only a few feet away, she turns her attention to him and kicks him in the side with a stinging right boot. The two then exchange blows, back and forth, slowly separating themselves from the other wrestlers.

Tangled up in the corner, Shiz pulls himself away from the ropes. From behind, Poe hits Shiz in the back of the head with a stiff right hand, knocking him back into the corner and piercing him vicious blows Poe then rips Shiz away from the corner and spins him around. After pulling him in closely, Poe wraps both arms around him only to then lift him up from his feet and plant his back into the canvas with a belly to belly suplex.

Standing in the distant corner of the ring, Kylie looks on, turning her head back and forth from left to right, watching as Edra and Nick exchange blows and Shiz and Poe roll around on the canvas fighting to get on top of the other. With her back turned and attention focused on the action on the ring, Mari then rolls into the ring quietly and slowly stands to her feet. Stalking Kylie from behind, Mari slowly moves in on her, unnoticed and foaming at the mouth so to speak. Extending her arm, Mari taps on Kylie's shoulder with as she turns, Mari nails her with wicked right hook, than a left catching Kylie by surprise. Kylie quickly throws up both hands and begins to backstep away from Mari. Mari slowly follows, backing her to the corner. The ref steps in as Kylie regains her senses and throws a punch of her own.

Mari then leaps onto Kylie and tackles her back down to the canvas. Climbing on top, Mari then goes wild with punches and elbows while screaming with each landing blow.

Russ: "Oh wait, look at Flemming and Edra!"
Razz: "Nick is throwing down!"

After landing three backhand chops to the chest in a row, Nick shoots in and lifts Edra into the air, placing her on his shoulders. With Edra in a fireman's carry position, Nick then walks towards the center of the ring and falls backwards, taking her down to the mat with a Samoan drop. With her massive size, it is an impressive feat!

In the corner not far away, Poe stands over Shiz and kicks him repeatedly in the stomach, keeping him down and not letting him get back up to his feet. Drawing back with his right hand, Poe then swings downward, cracking Shiz across the side of the jaw with a power punch. He then grabs Shiz by the head with both hands and rolls him over to his stomach and then pulls him up to one knee. Clenching Shiz's head with both hands, Poe then drives his knee upward, smashing it into Shiz's face. Not letting go, Poe then drags him up to his feet only to get caught off guard as Shiz thrusts forward and connects with a headbutt right underneath Poe's chin. With Poe staggering backwards, Shiz then steps forward and greets him with a European uppercut that sends his head flying backwards and spit shooting straight into the air from his mouth. Shiz then grabs Poe by the shoulder and arm and drags him to the corner before throwing him into it stomach first.

Across the ring, Mari pushes herself up from Kylie and stands over her taunting without a care in the world. She then reaches down to grabs Kylie by the head with both hands but as she does, Kylie kicks her right foot up and plants it into Mari's abdomen. With her face turning bright red, Mari doubles over falling backwards and hitting the mat.. Kylie then rushes to her feet, pushing herself up while keeping her eyes locked on the fallen Mari. Once up, she grabs Mari's leg and lifts it into the air only to then kick her in the back of the knee. Kylie then holds Mari's leg out to the side and drops down, planting her elbow into the side of her knee as she hits the mat. Rolling away from Mari, Kylie exits the ring underneath the bottom rope. She then grabs Mari's foot and drags her close to the corner, pulling her leg through the ropes. With an unfamiliar look on her face, Kylie then swings Mari's foot to the side, slamming the side of her knee into the ring post.

Razz: "Well I'll be damned! I didn't think Kylie had it in her to get dirty like that."
Russ: "In a match like this I don't think you can technically consider it getting dirty. With everything else going on and what could possibly happen, this is just going with the flow."
Razz: "It's a good thing! This isn't going to be an easy match for anyone and anything is bound to happen! I'm sure Nate is sitting back watching right now having a proud father moment."

Pulling her leg back through the ropes, Mari holds it while grunting in pain. On the outside, Kylie paces back and forth, wiping some blood from her face as a wound opens up.

Meanwhile, Edra slowly pulls Nick up to his feet. She then latches onto his wrist with both hands and throws her to the ropes only a few feet away. Hitting the ropes stomach first, Nick flips over the top and crashes down onto the apron. Holding his stomach after the fall, Nick wipes away a little blood from a laceration on his right abdomen. Ezra then takes a few steps back before running forward, sliding through the ropes, and hitting him in the face with both feet, knocking him off the apron and down to the floor. Ezra then rolls underneath the bottom rope and exits the ring. With Nick down at her feet, she grabs ahold of his head and slowly rolls him up to both feet. She then whips him into the steel steps back first. After releasing a loud howl from the pain, Nick extends his arms over the steps to pull himself up.

Ezra then clinches her fists and unloads with a series of lefts and right to Nick’s body, slowly breaking him down to both knees as each blow takes his breath away. Out of nowhere, Kylie runs into the picture and hits Nick in the side of the head and a running elbow, knocking him sideways a few feet away. As soon as Nick turns to face her squarely, Kylie then runs towards him once more and this time hits him in the chops with a European uppercut, knocking him backwards. Tripping over his own feet, Nick falls backwards and crashes across the floor. Racing to his feet, Nick pushes himself up only to get caught from above with a forearm crashing down over the top of his head. Kylie then grabs him by the head with both hands and pulls him to his feet.

In the ring, Shiz and Poe exchange punches wildly. Shiz then throws an overhead right but gets stopped as Poe blocks and counters with a stiff kick to the stomach. Grabbing Shiz by the arm, Poe then pulls him in closely, wraps him up and tosses him over his head with a T-bone suplex. From across the ring, Mari limps over and hits Poe over the top of the back with a double axe handle before he can get up from one knee. With Poe down on his knees, Mari then grabs him by the back of the head and dives forward, slamming Poe's face into the canvas with force. Before he can push himself up, Shiz crawls over and clocks Mari upside the head with closed fist, knocking her off of Poe. With Mari lying on her back, Shiz quickly gets to his feet and then turns his attention solely to the new comer

Grabbing Mari by the head, Shiz pulls her up to her feet and then jabs his thumb into her eye. With Mari half blind, Shiz then spreads her arms apart before swinging them inward and hitting Mari's ears with a double ear clap. Stumbling backwards, Mari maintains her balance only to then get hit with a chop to the throat. Shiz then pulls Mari's head down and applies a side headlock. After cranking down on the pressure for a few moments, Shiz then lifts her up into the air and drops her to the canvas with a side suplex. Rolling out of the ring, opposite where the rest of the action is, Shiz looks for a breather but the count starts.

On the outside, Kylie and Edra double team Nick, hitting him from both sides. The camera changes angles to a clear shot of Nick' back, covered in welts and blood spots all over. Ezra then grabs ahold of Nick and throws him into the ring. Following behind, Edra enters the ring but before she can get too far, Kylie rushes in behind her and drives her shoulder into her lower back, knocking her forward and falling into the ropes Kylie then closes in on Edra' and stomps on her a few times while she's down before pulling her up to her feet. Once up, Edra slaps Kylie across the face and then the two grab ahold of each others hair and begin and shake each other back and forth. While the two struggle with one another, Nick stands back to his feet and slowly sneaks in behind them unnoticed. Nick then grabs Edra and Kylie by the back of the heads and them slams them together. After letting go, he takes a step back as Kylie and Edra both drop to their knees.

Russ: "Dang, talk about going head to head!"
Razz: "They're both on their knees now and after that up close and personal, I wonder if Kylie will propose?”
Russ: "Only the man gets down on one knee for the proposal."
Razz: "Don't be mad because no woman will get on her knees for you."
Russ: "What are you eve--"
Razz: "Nick is going to the top!"

Nick then begins to climb the ropes, pulling himself up slowly. After shaking the cobwebs, Kylie, punches Edra in the chest with both hands, knocking her backwards to the floor. She then pops up to her feet and rushes towards Nick. Grabbing the back of Nick pants, Kylie then pulls him down to the mat, rolling him up in one fluid motion. But Nick uses his momentum and rolls thru and reverses it! The nearby official then races over to make the count.

ONE
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TWO
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THREE!!!

Your Winner (Pinfall; 19:20) Nick Fleming! Kylie Mignolio has been Eliminated.

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Mac Flasher (C) vs. Miranda Williams - Intercontinental Title Match

“Stompa” draws out the challenger, Miranda Williams, to a chorus of cheers. The youthful grappler makes her way to the ring, with a salute to the fans once inside the ring. “I Get Wet” brings out Mac Flasher, hoisting his newly won Intercontinental Championship high for all to see. Mac climbs into the ring, and on top of all four corners with the championship in hand. Mac descends the last corner and fistbumps Miranda before handing his championship off to Davis Hightower, who ceremonially hoists it over his head before sending it to the timekeeper’s table. Hightower calls for the bell with Mac immediately having to dodge a charging attack by Miranda. After regaining her bearings, Miranda again tries to shoot for a takedown, only to have Mac halt the attempt with his size and weight advantage.

Russ: “Not even a minute into his first title defense and Mac is learning about life as the hunted.”
Razz: “He was stabbed by Moosehead Jack before his first official OOWF match, he knows that life. Hell, he wrote the foreword in the book about that topic.”
Russ: “Nobody reads the forewords.”
Razz: “He still wrote it.”

Miranda rethinks her strategy and takes to the air to ground Mac with a picture-perfect dropkick. Once Mac is on his back, Miranda drops five jumping elbows on Mac, causing him to immediately clutch his chest and head to the outside. Mac, realizing the danger of that decision, slides back in and rolls out of the way of a stomp attempt, using a back somersault to get back to his feet. Mac draws Miranda into a grapple and immediately takes her to the mat before working his way to a rear waist lock on his Colombian opponent and hitting a deadlift Clemente Bridge Suplex for 1. Mac tries a conventional belly-to-belly suplex, getting 1 again from Hightower as Miranda rolls out of Mac’s reach after the kickout, waiting for Mac to join her as one of the standing. While Mac wants to grapple, Miranda is the wiser of the two for avoiding the pursuit, instead playing a catch-me-if-you-can game with Mac, using her speed and experience to flummox the champion.

Russ: “Miranda knows Mac better than Mac, it seems.”
Razz: “She’s a Williams. She knows the game better than anyone here, except for maybe her dad.”
Russ: “Even then, I think she might be able to occasionally outwit L.D.”
Razz: “She’s the only one in OOWF to make that claim and be right.”

Mac seemingly corners Miranda, before she’s able to trip him up with a drop toehold with the bonus of Mac bouncing his chin off the middle turnbuckle. Stunned and staggering to his feet, Mac doesn’t see Miranda on the middle turnbuckle that he just struck. That results in Miranda hitting a middle-rope bulldog, getting 2.5 before Mac gets a shoulder up. Miranda keeps up the assault, standing Mac up and peppering him with CANADIAN-COLOMBIAN VIOLENCE all the way to the corner. Mac snaps to after about the 10th chop and reverses course on Miranda, slamming her into the corner and hitting a series of chops to her abdomen before a palm strike to her chin sends her tumbling over the top rope, but onto her feet. Mac follows Miranda to the outside as the pair exchange blows, with slight smiles creeping across the faces of both combatants.

Russ: “So, these two like inflicting punishment on each other?”
Razz: “I think those smiles are more out of respect than enjoyment. Mac is getting an education about what it’ll take to keep that championship from a person who has recently held that title.”

Hightower gets to 8 before the two get back into the ring, resuming their fisticuffs with Mac dealing palm strikes and Miranda issuing knife-edge chops. Mac switches up with an European uppercut, getting a sudden 2-count from Hightower. Mac begins to show the diversity of his offense on a defensive Miranda, hitting a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker and an exploder suplex, both getting 2 and not much else. Mac continues the assault by shooting Miranda into the ropes and greeting her return with a Big Mac (spinebuster) followed by a standing fist drop. Miranda escapes at 2.5, rolling to the outside with Mac’s ever-so-graceful tope con hilo making an appearance and sending Miranda into the barricade.

Russ: “Mac is going to kill someone one day with that tope con hilo. Probably himself.”
Razz: “As long as he keeps hitting it, the elevated risk of death is on his opponents.”

Mac helps Miranda back into the ring, setting up – and signaling for – the Flash Drive. Miranda takes that split second to draw Mac into a small package, getting 2 before Mac shifts his weight to reverse and get 2 as well. As Mac tries to exhale, Miranda springs up and hits a Desecrator, getting 2.75 from Hightower as Miranda’s stunned expression tells the tale of her frustration. Mac rubs his forehead as Miranda snaps over toward him, picking him up by his hair and locking him into position for Miranda Rights. As Mac groans in agony, his arms begin to falter with each attempt to struggle. Hightower lifts his arms twice with no response before Mac drops Miranda’s jaw on his shoulder to get out of the hold. With Mac trying to get oxygen flowing again, Miranda kips up and charges toward him, only for Mac to hit an exploder suplex. Taking no chances, Mac scrambles to hoist Miranda in position for the Flash Drive, hitting it flush and getting 3 from Hightower just as Miranda got a shoulder off the mat.

Your Winner (Pinfall, 16:47) and STILL OOWF INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION, Mac Flasher!

Afterward, Hightower awards the championship to Mac as he helps Miranda to her feet. Despite a dejected expression, Miranda offers a handshake to Mac and raises his hand before departing the ring area. Mac holds the championship and sighs, knowing he barely escaped. Soon after the sigh, Mac holds the championship high with his right hand while saluting fans with his left hand.

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Saints of Sinners (C) vs. Beer Money - World Tag Team Title Match

Beer Money takes to the ring first to the usual boos. They flip people off, mock women and children, and are just their usual selves. I don't know if there's something WORSE than boos, but if there is, that is what happens as the tag team champs, Saints of Sinners, make their entrance. They play rock-paper-scissors, but predictably, Moose picks scissors, beating LD's paper, but then that beat Stank's rock, which beat Moose's scissors. They try again, with predictably the same result. SYB comes over to the hang over the ropes and shouts some insults, bringing Moose and Stank to the apron first, so I guess that's been decided. It's Stank and SYB to start off.

Well, it kind of is. It's mostly a Pier 4 (or is that 5?) brawl with brief moments of wrestling in between. Referee Ben Coleman has his hands full keeping things civil, and must have eyes in the back of his head for when LD starts to get involved. He's finally sick of that, and orders LD to the back. LD resists, and of course that means Coleman's head is turned so that SYB and Skurge can double team Moose...and that means Stank can come to his aid. Which he does, and pulls Skurge away. Coleman turns back and orders Skurge and Stank out of the ring. Stank obliges by tossing Skurge over the ropes, drawing back and looking like...is he going to plancha over the ropes? Skurge braces for impact, but Stank pulls up short and just laughs. So does Moose, which means he's not paying attention to SYB as he comes up behind him for the low blow. Moose folds in half, but Coleman didn't see it, and Stank is just glad it wasn't him. SYB makes the pin, but Moose manages to kick out. SYB drags him to the corner, where he puts the boots to him and tags in Skurge. Skurge takes over the beating, and snapmares Moose out of the corner and tries to lock on the Cobra Clutch. Stank runs in to break it up, and that brings SYB in. Coleman gets them separated and back to their corners, but Moose and Skurge both need a break. Hot tag to their partners, but Skurge is just a tad too late. Stank wraps him up into SHITFACED, but Skurge had just barely made the tag. SYB hesitates for a minute, then sees what is happening and runs in to defend his partner. He pulls Stank off him, allowing Skurge to "skurry" away. SYB and Stank square off and...SYB connects with a right cross to Stank's jaw. He follows up with a backfist with the same fist. Coleman's back was turned watching Skurge exit, so he turns just in time to see Stank fully enraged. SYB looks for someplace to exit but he has nowhere to hide. Stank takes SYB from CRADLE TO THE GRAVE~! Stank makes the tag while Moose and LD keep Skurge occupied. One, two, three~!

Your Winners (Pinfall 13:39) the World Tag Team Champions, The Saints of Sinners!

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Beverly Cambridge (C) vs. Dre Gaines - OOWF World Title Match

Feeling out process as Beverly circles the big man before launching herself at him, collar and elbow tie-up ends with Dre backing Bev to a corner. The ref calls for a clean break and gets one from Dre as he raises his hands in the air and backs away slowly. Bev cocks her head from side to side and bounces up and down in the corner before launching herself at Dre again. Collar and elbow tie-up, Bev backed up by the much bigger Dre to the corner resulting in another clean break, but as Dre slowly backs away she advances a step and slaps the taste out of Dre’s mouth. Dre turns his head back toward Bev and merely smiles which seems to only piss her off.

Bev runs the ropes, comes back, and bounces roughly off of Dre’s chest. She might as well have run herself into a brick wall for all the effect she had. Switching tactics, Bev runs the ropes again, and slides between Dre’s legs on the rebound. She rises quickly to her feet behind the big man and goes for a kick to Dre’s knee, but Dre catches her foot, spins around and pulls her in for a SHORT-ARM CLOTHESLINE! Dre covers and gets a one and a half count!

Dre runs the ropes as Bev rises to her feet. On the rebound Bev leapfrogs over the big man. Dre rebounds off the other end and EATS a beautiful STANDING DROP KICK which only staggers the big man back toward the ropes, so Beverly runs off the opposite side and comes back with a Mick Foley-esque tackle onto Dre causing both to go over the top rope, tumbling to the apron and eventually the floor below!

Bev is up first. Dre is on one knee. Bev charges and nails the big man with a SHINING WIZARD! Beverly rolls under the ropes, and back out of the ring, to break the count. She pulls Dre up in a sitting position then lands several kicks to his chest before one final kick to Dre’s face, busting open his bottom lip in a spray of blood. Dre falls back to the floor as Beverly slides in under the bottom rope and the crowd cheers!

The referee gets to the count of “EIGHT!” before Dre pulls himself up and rolls into the ring under the bottom rope. Beverly charges at Dre not giving the big man any more time to breath, dropping a knee down on his forehead! She hops up on the turnbuckles looking to end this one early with a beautiful arching SSP! but NOOOO!!! Dre rolls out the way at the last moment and she crashes and burns!

Dre pushes himself up to his hands and knees and watches Bev stir slowly from knocking herself loopy. He rises to his feet and walks over to Bev, assisting her up before lifting her off her feet and DRIVING her into the corner! He lays in massive elbows and knees before Beverly slumps to the mat! The ref thinks about issuing a warning to Dre to get her out of the corner, but before the ref acts, Dre backs away, giving himself a running start and comes back with a vicious KNEE to Bev's head! She goes glassy eyed as she falls slowly over to her side. Dre pulls her to the middle of the ring and covers 1… 2… THRE—NO! Bev kicks out of Dre’s weak cover. Gotta respect the cover big man. Dre rises, pulls Bev up over his shoulder and hits a THUNDEROUS RUNNING BODY SLAM! He then gathers her in… N BOMB! cover 1… 2… NO! Bev kicks out!

Dre slams both fists down on the mat in frustration and glares at the ref who reiterates that it was only a two count and backs a step, or two, away from the big man, fearing retribution. Dre however sits up on his knees and looks down at Bev, thinking. He finally decides to stand to his feet and pull a groggy Bev up with him. Irish Whip, rebound and Dre scoops Bev up and presses her overhead.. ready to Drop it G Style, but in his enthusiasm to get her up the momentum carries him too close to the ropes. So before he can finish the move, Bev has grabbed the top rope, preventing Dre from nailing her with his finisher!

The ref calls for the break Dre angrily drops Bev to the mat. She rolls slowly out of the ring and falls to the floor! Dre thinks about going out after her, but opts to allow the referee to make the count and catch is breath. Moments pass before she is able to pull herself up to a standing position outside the ropes on the apron just as the ref gets to the count of “SEVEN!” She is just about to step through the ropes, but finds herself SHOULDER TACKELED and slammed HARD off the apron, across the floor and into the crowd barricade from a charging Dre! The ref admonishes him, pushing Dre back a few steps and then turns around, resuming his count as Bev lays on the floor outside the ring, unmoving.

The referee re-starts his count. Bev finally stirs at the count of “SIX” and slowly crawls over to the ring. The ref counts “NINE” before she is able to roll in under the bottom rope. Dre drops a BIG ELBOW and covers! One… TWO… Bev gets her foot on the bottom rope!

Dre pushes himself up onto his hands and knees and glares at the ref in frustration. He rises up to his feet and stares down at Bev. He pulls her to the middle of the ring then runs the ropes. On the rebound he looks to drop some damage on Beverly, but with a burst of energy she hops up to her feet and nails a CRUCIFIX DRIVER knocking the big man down to the mat, and eliciting a loud cheer from the crowd! Dre pushes himself up to his hands a knees again, but Bev is just a step quicker to her feet. She drives a knee onto Dre head, underhooks both his arms… DIRTY DEEDS DDT! Beverly then pulls back on both of Dre’s arms looking for a LaBella Lock, but Dre REVERSES before she can hit the move, muscling Beverly down to the mat! Dre then crawls onto her back and locks her up in the Crunk Crunch!

The crowd pleads for Bev to hold on as she is just close enough to brush the fingertips of her free arm against the bottom rope, and if Dre had noticed, he might have been able to adjust and get the tapout, but Beverly after several attempts, manages to jut her hand forward enough to hold onto the rope.


But the big man does not release her, screaming for Bev to “TAP!!” The referee pulls at Dre’s arm, giving him the benefit of the doubt, and shouting at Dre assuming maybe he hasn't noticed that his opponent has the rope. Dre simply glares at the ref as he continues to sit on Bev’s lower back and wrenches back on her head and arm even tighter! Bev is flexible, but not enough to ignore the fact that a 300 plus pound man is sitting on and torquing her lower back past the point it should go. She SCREAMS in agony and the ref insists Dre release her!

That does the trick however as Dre rolls off of Bev’s back. He glares at Bev who has rolled over breathing heavily with her hand placed on her lower back. Dre rises to his feet and stalks over to her. He pulls Bev to her feet and flings her into the corner! He follows that up with a POUNCE! then lifts her up to the top turnbuckle. He head butts Bev once. He then climbs and reaches the top pulling Bev up onto his shoulder and … oh no… positioning her for a top rope PILEDRIVER!

He lifts Beverly up and hops off the ropes… … … but Bev manages to wrap her legs around Dre’s head and REVERSES the move into a HURRICANRANA! Dre lands on his head!!! Both combatants are down and out! The crowd alternates in chants between “HOLEE SHIT!” and “THIS IS AWESOME!” *clap, clap, clapclapclap*

The ref checks on Dre who is not moving. He then checks on Bev who slowly begins to stir. She lifts her head and sees that Dre is unmoving then crawls slowly over to the big man draping an arm across his chest.. ONE… TWO… NO!

Bev has managed to make her way to one corner, Dre pulls himself up in the other corner and CHARGES Bev instead, much to her surprise! Bev side steps Dre and he crashes into the corner! Bev goes for a quick roll up and gets a two count before Dre kicks out!

Beverly drives an elbow onto Dre’s shoulder and applies a headlock. Dre lifts her off her feet and hits a back body slam! Dre rolls to his feet and goes to drop and elbow, but Bev rolls out the way! She spins quickly to her feet and lands a dropkick to Dre’s head. Dre rolls over onto his back and she nails him with a standing 450 Splash! Cover 1.. 2.. Dre kicks out!!

Bev nearly gets tossed out of the ring from the kick out and hops to her feet. She attempts a springboard body splash, but Dre rises to his feet quickly and catches her midair onto his shoulder, but her momentum carries her just enough to convert that into a Sunset Flip! covers and gets TWO! She flips Dre over and applies THE LABELA LOCK! Dre struggles for what seems like an eternity in the move, but manages to claw his way to the ropes.

Bev releases the hold and bends down to pull Dre to his feet, but just as she does so Dre rolls her up with an INSIDE CRADLE for a TWO count before Beverly kicks out! Both combatants scramble to their feet. Dre runs over and grabs a fistful of Bev’s hair on the back of her head and DRIVES her face down onto his knee. Irish whip, Bev ducks under a clothesline. On the rebound she comes back with BULLDOG to Dre! She scrambles to her feet and grabs both of Dre’s arms pulling back and hitting a CURBSTOMP! She then spins around and grabs Dre in a FRONT FACE LOCK then flips over into a LAST CHANCERY!!!

The crowd BEGS for Dre to tap out as the big man struggles wildly in the hold! He hears Bev screaming for him to tap, but would rather lose conscious than give her the satisfaction. Dre manages to claw his way over the bottom rope, carrying both he and Bev out of the ring, falling to the floor below, which finally breaks the hold.

Bev scrambles to her feet and stares down at Dre while he winces in pain, clutching his neck! She takes a moment to think about what to do next as Dre rolls over and slowly pushes himself up on his hands and knees. Bev rolls under the bottom rope breaking the refs count, then backs up around the corner beyond the steel steps to give herself a running start. A heartbeat later, she takes off running, vaulting off of the steel steps, flying through the air at Dre, who rises quickly to his feet in a burst of energy and catches Bev on his shoulders, driving her to floor outside the ring with a huge Samoan Drop!

Dre is too out of it to follow up as both lie still outside the ring. The ref’s count reaches “SEVEN!.... EIGHT!!....
Dre quickly grabs Bev and tosses her in the ring under the bottom rope before sliding in after, barely in time before the ten count!

Dre stands to his feet, walks over to Bev, bends down to pick her up, and now it’s her turn to surprise him with an INSIDE CRADLE! ONE! TWO! Dre reverses Beverly onto her shoulders.. ONE! TWO! Beverly rolls Dre back onto his shoulders.. ONE TWO! DRE KICKS OUT!

Both Bev and Dre scramble quickly to their feet! Bev charges and swing up and around Dre back for an attempted CRUCIFIX DRIVER, but Dre holds fast and shifts her up onto his shoulders for a Powerslam. Beverly slides off behind him and NAILS him a BACK STABBER! She traps him in the LA BELLA LOCK ONCE MORE, now in the CENTER OF THE RING! This time, there is no escape.

Your winner (Submission 33:34) OOWF World Champion Beverly Cambridge!

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We hope you enjoyed this episode of OOWF MidWeek Mayhem!!

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