[Road Warrior Shark]

OOWF MidWeek Mayhem (Show 797)
Mori, Panama
April 19, 2017

OOWF World Title Match
Ghosthead (C) vs. Mari Ariana

Intercontinental Title Match
Nick Fleming (C) vs. Jack Bullet

Non Title Match
Gods of War vs. Beverly Cambridge & Kylie Mignolio

No Disqualification Match
S & M vs. Moosehead Jack & Stank

Shizuru-mune Mangyuniku vs. Shannon Mann
Mai Muyo vs. Ecosystem
Beer Money vs. Texpress
Miranda Williams vs. Mac Flasher
Banned From Everywhere vs. LD Williams & Matt Folz
Zed vs. Sebastian Davis


Card Subject to Flooding the Canal

[DevSop]

*Backstage as the April 12th Mayhem continues*

Moosehead Jack makes his way towards the Saints Destroyatorium and all stagehands are quickly avoiding the very pissed off Saint. Moose pushes his way into the bar and starts to head towards the bar and he grabs the first available bottle of liquor. As he's about to take his first chug, the door slams shut behind him and the lights go out.

Mysterious Voice: I told you. I fucking told you.

MHJ: I really don't have time for this. Give me your cryptic message and get out.

MV: You think you can give me orders? You think you have any standing in this court? You know nothing Quinn.

MHJ: Fuck you. You told me if I let things go, he'd be mine. His blood. His career. His life. And what happened....he just fucking left on his own two feet. You lied to me. You kept me from bathing in his misery.

MV: Because you don't listen. The time was approaching but you couldn't have the necessary patience. You had to allow things to get ahead of schedule. You had to poke and poke and poke and you poked too much.

MHJ: What the hell are you talking about?

MV: It doesn't matter. The timetable has changed. The circumstances are in flux. What is to come is not what was meant to be but is what has always been meant. And now, looking at you here, I...we...there has to be a reconsideration of our truth. The winner is no longer foretold. You ruined it and it might ruin you now.

MHJ: I am a Saint. I am a Sinner. NOTHING can ruin me. Get the fuck out.

Moose throws the now empty bottle towards to the door where it bounces harmlessly to the floor.

MV: Pathetic. The clock is ticking once again. I do not know who will be your downfall, but it is coming and it is coming soon. I see nightmares before dreams. I see your blood; your broken body; and I see your friends, your family, your enemies all laughing. You need to get your affairs in order Jack. The end is nigh. Soon, the bell will toll and it tolls for thee.

The door opens and the lights turn on...

13: *seeing Moose at the bar*Why are you drinking in the dark? Did your lightbulb go out?

MHJ: *growls*

*Fade*

[Jack Quinn]

<Moose snarls at 13, then heads to the back and grabs a bag and heads and 13 following behind him>

13: Where are you going?

MHJ: I have to take care of something

13: Does it have something to do with whatever went on back there at the bar?

MHJ: Maybe. I don't fucking know <Jack opens another bottle and drinks deeply>

13: Have you been cleared by medical? That was a hell of a match against Edra

MHJ: Who?

13: Funny. You're not indestructible

MHJ: We'll see

13: Jack, this voice.......what is......

MHJ: I don't know, but the voice is full of shit, I know how this ends. It's the ONLY way it can end

13: But.....if it isn't......

MHJ: It is. Tell Billy Dee, Lucas and Folz I will be back before the plane takes off for Panama

13: And you ran this by Nate?

MHJ: No

13: Isn’t he going to be mad?

MHJ: I don’t care if he is, we don’t leave for Panama until Friday, I’ll be back before then

13: What should I tell him if he asks where you are?

MHJ: Tell him I am on company business

13: Company business?

MHJ: Spreading the brand. Just……..tell Eco, he won’t care

<Moose leaves and we get commercials for Bing Bong’s Big Adventure, starring Bing Bong, Sizzlechest, Beer Money and a special appearance by Brad “The Biscuit” Smoley. When we return, hours have passed and we see Fire sitting on her patio staring out across the ocean. Without a word she welcomes her visitor>

FW: I expected you to be in that pretty pink nightgown

MHJ: what pink nightgown?

FW: I saw the promo with the Sisters

MHJ: I have no idea what you’re talking about. The Sisters? Doesn’t ring a bell. Anyway, here…..

<Moose tosses a gym bag at Fire, Fire opens it and sees her wrestling gear>

FW: What the hell is this?

MHJ: Get dressed

FW: Jackie, that part of my life is over. I am content with where I am at

MHJ: Bullshit

FW: I’m not interested

MHJ: What ARE you interested in?

FW: I……….I don’t know, but I know it is not that

MHJ: Look, you are losing your edge, you need this, if for no other reason than to keep on your toes with Juni

FW: <batistalaughing> Juni? Please, I am always ten steps ahead of him

MHJ: You say that, but history proves otherwise

<Fire just shoots Moose a look. She looks at her gear and almost gets nostalgic>

FW: Well, thank you for flying all the way out here to give me my gear, but it isn’t going to do any good. I am content. I am at peace.

<Moose moves and leans against the railing and looks out over the ocean>

MHJ: Sure is a nicer view than Military Street in Detroit

FW: That it is

MHJ: But it’s not you

FW: <sighing> Not this again

MHJ: No, no, just hear me out. This is great. The place in New Orleans is great. It’s peaceful, it’s relaxing, it’s quiet……except for the ghost band

FW: You hear them too?

MHJ: Of course I do. My point is………staying in those places is a great way to unwind from the stress of what we do, but when you stop doing what we do, what do you have to unwind from? A rolling stone collects no moss and all. Sitting around ordering Lucky around all day doesn’t suit you

FW: Yeah well…….clearly no one in the OOWF needs me

MHJ: Don’t do that pity party shit. You are the balance between Juni and Nate, somehow, you are the rational one, I have no idea how THAT happened. You are good at what you do, and even if people aren’t always talking about you like they did when you were active, you still do something important. Now stop pouting and put on your gear

FW: Why the hell would I put on my gear? Are you challenging me to a match right here or something?

MHJ: <laughing> that would be a waste of five minutes of my time. You haven’t competed in months

FW: I am still younger and faster and stronger than you, but I am……………retired

MHJ: Really

FW: Really

MHJ: Have you filed that retirement paperwork?

FW: I left that to Lucky

MHJ: Who has a magnificent track record of filing paperwork

FW: <shooting Moose a dirty look> I said I am done

MHJ: ok then. I guess you don’t mind being called a coward

FW: Jackie, if you call me a coward you will be swallowing your teeth

MHJ: Not ME. I didn’t say it

FW: Then who……..

<Moose pulls out his cellphone and finds the video and hits play. We see the Curacao Championship Wrestling world tag team champions Jair De Leon and Moises Godschalk – collectively known as the Curacao Crime Syndicate – cutting a promo in the ring after defending their titles>

JD: Tonight marks TWO YEARS that we have held these titles. TWO YEARS! It is clear to us that there is no one on this roster that can touch us. There are no two men, or women, on this roster that can take these titles from us. You people may not like it, but that is the way it is!

<crowd boos>

MG: We are so bored here, we have reached out to all the feds in the world. We have issued an open challenge to the WORLD. Come try and take our titles, just give it your best shot. And, while a few have tried, they have ALL failed. Miserably.

JD: But there is one team out there……..hell, not even an actual team, just two people who think they are the baddest of the bad. The worst of the worst. Two people that call the OOWF home

MG: You know who you are……..and until you face us? You are nothing but cowards.

<they drop the mic and leave the ring>

MHJ: <turning and looking out over the ocean> Now, the fans hate the fuck out of them, so, we will probably hear some cheers, but those fuckers are NOT going to get away with………

<Moose turns and sees a fuming Firewoman standing there in her gear, Moose smirks and they head for the door>

<another commercial, this time from Awesome Bill on the merits of PCPL. It slices it dices, it peels paint, it absorbs uranium spills, it dissolves lead and it makes a perfect fuel source! Now available in Berry Blast and Spicy Possum Pecker flavors!

We cut to the Curacao Sports Arena where the Curacao Crime Syndicate is standing in the ring after attacking the two workers who were trying to have a match.>

JD: Another week and no challengers for our titles. I always knew we were better than everyone else in that locker room, but I had no idea there were so many cowards back there….

MG: Not just back there, but all across the world. We have an open challenge to all and that means……..

<Moises is cut off when the lights go out. We hear the sound of heavy winds blowing, then the sound of an air raid siren. Dim lights come on in the arena and we see the CCS stomping around the ring trying to find out what is going on, the CCWTron, two words appear “CLAN QUINN” and “Arma-goddamn-motherfucking-geddon” begins to play and Moosehead Jack and Firewoman storm the ring and attack!

Fire grabs Jair and sends him to the ropes and nearly takes his head off with a kick to the face. Moose grabs Moises and dumps him over the top rope and slams him face first into the time keeper’s bell. Inside the ring Fire sends Jair into the corner, Jair climbs the turnbuckles and tries a cross body block, but Fire steps out of the way and Jair crashes and burns. Fire quickly grabs his arms and pulls him back and hits several FIRESTOMPS! Outside the ring, Moose pulls Moises up and hits an APRON POWERBOMB! Moises staggers forward holding his back and Moose grabs a chair and DESTROYS his skull. Moises falls to the floor, possibly deceased.

Inside the ring, Fire pulls Jair to his feet and hits a spinning back fist to the temple, nearly KOing Jair. Fire keeps him on his feet and hits the MOOSE KILLER! Jack grabs Moises and throws him into the ring. Moose pulls a chain from his pocket and tosses it to Fire, she wraps it around her fist and proceeds to turn Jair’s face into mush, while Moose repeatedly rakes Moises face with HDB. Soon enough both men are spurting blood from numerous wounds. Moose pulls Moises to his feet and hits the GTSF! The CCS is OUT! But Clan Quinn is not done yet.

Moose pulls Jair to his feet and looks at Fire. Fire hesitates for a moment, then snarls and heads to the top rope. Moose gets Jair on his shoulders and Fire leaps DOOMSDAY DEVICE! Fire is quickly back to her feet and Moose lifts Moises onto his shoulders and ANOTHER DOOMSDAY DEVICE! The champs have been left bloody and broken! The crowd roars for this and the locker room empties (keep in mind, small promotion, only about eight other people) They congratulate Clan Quinn, but the good cheer does not last long. While Fire is in the ring shaking hands, Moose slips out and grabs plunder from under the ring and tosses it in. Fire immediately goes to work taking people out with a length of chain. Moose is quickly back into the ring with a chair and lays out more of the roster. Clan Quinn starts tossing bodies over the top rope until they are the only ones remaining in the ring. The crowd is now VICIOUSLY booing them. Moose snarls and pulls the one worker that remains conscious to his feet and grabs a mic

MHJ: I don’t know what kind of fucking piss ant company this is, but let this be a fucking lesson to everyone involved, you called down the thunder. You called out Clan Quinn. This time we will let your company survive, but I promise you this, if you ever, EVER call us out again, we will burn this fucking place to the ground. Trust me

<Moose pops the man with a HEARTPUNCH then lifts him onto his shoulders and Fire clotheslines him off, another DOOMSDAY DEVICE (or, perhaps we’ll call it Patrick’s Revenge) The crowd is starting to litter the ring with garbage. Moose and fire see police heading down the ramp. They decide enough is enough and beat a hasty retreat out a side door>

<another commercial, this time for the OOWF Network! See the legendary matches in OOWF history! LD Williams vs. Underdawg, Matt Folz vs. Mai Muyo, Moosehead Jack vs. Alexander Darling, Firewoman vs. Tytan, Stank vs. Davin Moreland, The Chickenshit Heels vs. Drink & Destroy and so many more! Only $6.66 per month!

When the commercial ends, we see Moose and Fire at the airport, drinking coffee while Moose heads toward the door for his flight back to Costa Rica>

MHJ: You sure you’re going to stay? They were pretty pissed off

FW: I have plenty of security and a crate of shotgun shells. Let them come

MHJ: You gotta admit……..that was fun

FW: <smiling> yeah……….it was. Thanks Jackie

<the two share a brief hug, then Moose walks through the door toward his waiting plane, before he boards Jack shouts back….>

MHJ: THIS COUNTS AS COFFEE!

<Fire shakes her head and we fade>

[L!zz~]

(We fade in and see Beverly and Kylie)

Beverly: Kylie...just stop being so stubborn.

Kylie: Look, I said I'd do this..and it's kinda been fun but I'm not doing that.

Beverly: If you want to defeat them, you have to understand them.

Kylie: They attacked you and you have been letting it go.

Beverly: I have not., it is all part..

Kylie: (cuts her off) Of some amazing (heavy on the sarcasm) Plan. Yeh I hear you and the sisters. (rolling her eyes)

Beverly: Will you just trust me. This once.

Kylie: And what am I suppose to tell Mac?

Beverly: You'll be back before he realizes you are gone.

Kylie: Wow..that's sweet.

Beverly: You know what I mean. Please. I want you to be aware of what you are facing.

Kylie: (sighs) Fine. But i'm not lying to Mac.

Beverly: As long as he promises not to tell.

Kylie: People suspect.

Beverly: People say they suspect. They make fun of it because they thin its all a ruse. They can't and don't know the truth.

(note no one is really suppose to though we all joke bout it which is fine)

Kylie: Fine. What about the Sisters?

Beverly: They are coming too.

Kylie: Than let's get this over with.

Beverly: Thank you..

(Kylie begins to follow her sister than stops as a thought occurs to her)

Kylie: Bev?

Bev: We'll do that first. Promise.

(Kylie nods and leaves with her sister)

[blownspot]

OOC: I think Steve Harvey may have been the guest announcer for last Mayhem`s Onslaught Title match. :-S

[DrMcAwesome]

Apr 12, 2017 20:47:38 GMT -5 blownspot said:

OOC: I think Steve Harvey may have been the guest announcer for last Mayhem`s Onslaught Title match. :-S

OOC: Ugh. I'm at work and was just scanning the end results. Let me wipe this egg off of my face while I delete the earlier promo. 

[fasteddiek]

(Tytan and Agrius are seen out in the Wasteland with Miss Jones.)

Tytan: How quickly the times have changed. The Gods have saved the Tag-Team division and now the first of the new wave of Tag Teams are going to get their shot at Home Sweet Hell.

Agrius: The times have changed as quickly as someone can get dropped on her head.

Miss Jones: But we have already been there and done that.

Tytan: Beverly my dear sweet Beverly. How I do miss are time together. But in one motion, the most controversial group to be in the OOWF was destroyed. I brought the Awakening together and then in one motion I destroyed. it. I saw the truth I saw weakness. I knew what you were becoming and I needed to do something to make things right. Beverly, you are going to lead your sister down a very dark path. She is light, where you want to take her is into the abyss. Into the abyss of the Wasteland.

Agrius: You want to show her the truth. Show her what made us the Gods we are fine. But understand this....it will change her too. 

Miss Jones: I have traveled that path and know the same things you know Beverly. Look at what it did to us, and now you want to take someone else down that trail. Someone who isn't the slightest bit like us. (laughing) Then when it is all said and done you already loss. Your fate has been sealed....and sealed with a kiss.

(Blows the camera a kiss.)

Tytan: See you soon my child.....your end is only the beginning.

(FADE)

[DrMcAwesome]

*an INVISIBLE NINJA CAMERA finds SHIZURU-MUNE MANGYUNIKU sitting outside of the S&M Locker Room when SEXY FEMALE JOURNALIST ICHIBAN approaches*

SFJI: “In the span of a day, you go from getting severely beaten by the Saints of Sinners to almost beating Mari Ariana for the OOWF Onslaught Championship. What is going through your mind right now?”

SHIZURU-MUNE: “Sizzlechest uncrowned champion again. Bunnywoman cheat. Announcerman say Sizzlechest great champion. Bunnywoman take Sizzlechest championship.”

SFJI: “But Mari Ariana did pin you, even if it wasn’t the cleanest of victories.”

SM: “Bunnywoman use all rope breaks. Bunnywoman use ropes. Win doesn’t count.”

SFJI: “I’m pretty sure that it did count, Sizzlechest.”

SM: “Sizzlechest become great champion for Edra. Win championship and rename it for Edra. Sizzlechest propose to Edra with championship when OOWF award to rightful champion.”

SFJI: “I'm not sure that's how any of this works. But I must say that you look great after the Saints of Sinners pummeled you on Tuesday. We weren’t even sure that you’d make MidWeek Mayhem.”

SM: “Edra heal Sizzlechest. New Orleans Saints hurt Sizzlechest man parts. Edra make man parts unhurtable.”

SFJI: “Wait. What?”

SM: “Sizzlechest man parts now weapon. Cannot hurt Sizzlechest with hitting man parts.”’’

SFJI: “So if someone hits you down there …?”

SM: “Bad time for attacker. Not Sizzlechest.”

SFJI: “I didn’t think dealing with you could be any weirder, but then you started hanging with The Sisters.”

SM: “Sizzlechest believe that Ichiban is weird.”

SFJI: “OK, I think it’s time for my mandatory smoke break.”

SM: “Ichiban no smoke.”

SFJI: “You drove me to this.”

*SEXY FEMALE JOURNALIST ICHIBAN fumbles around in her purse for a lighter while shooing SHIZURU-MUNE away as the scene fades*

[Road Warrior Shark]

~~~ Inside the general manager' office. We see Nate sitting in with Ring announcer Mike Elevenbee ~~~

GMNC: ... Do you realize what this could have meant?

Elevenbee: Look, boss, it was just a mistake. I'm sorry.

GMNC: It was a Title Match! You announced the wrong winner!

Elevenbee: At least I didn't announce him as the new champion. and the referee was right there to straighten things out.

GMNC: I think I should drug test you

Elevenbee: I wasn't high. I just hadn't had a lot of sleep the past few days.

GMNC: I can't have this. I'm sorry Mike. You are fired.

Elevenbee: What!

GMNC: I am sorry Mike. I just can't have those kind of mistakes on live television. I will let you travel with us to Johnstown, and then we will arrange you transportation home from there, or you can arrange your own travel home. See Alice on your way out.

~~~ The shocked Elevenbee slowly stands up and hangs his head as he leaves. Nate watches him go and then pulls out his coconut rum and chugs from the bottle. ~~~

GMNC: Sometimes I hate this job.

[The Jewish Cunthead]

* Fade into the palatial Beer Money locker room where we see Skurge and SYB NURSING~! their wounds.

Skurge: Nurse nurse nurse.

SYB: What else are we doing?

* We also see Skurge and SYB WATCHING~! OOWF-TV

Skurge: I can't believe Wee Em The Nate fired that ref, eh? That's one short temper, eh?

SYB: It suuuuuure is. He should have a little more patience.

Skurge: Right?

SYB: Right.

Skurge: So now we need a ref for OOWF MidWeek Mayhem (Show 797)Mori, Panama April 19, 2017, eh?

SYB: Maury Povich?

Skurge: Panama.

SYB: No shitdick, I mean he could be the ref. I can see it now ... "Texpress, you are NOT the winner."

* Skurge and SYB dance as if they got the greatest news of their lives as we FADE.

[Zed]

At an OOWF House Show in David, Panama, Zed comes to the ring as "Shoot to Thrill" blares over the PA. The fans offer a loud, supportive response as Zed grabs a microphone.

Z: How's everyone doing tonight?!

Cheers.

Z: So, I have to admit, these last couple of weeks have been a little weird. All this time, everyone was preparing for this biiiiiig matchup between Mac Flasher and OOWF Heavyweight Champion Zed at Home Sweet Hell, but a couple of wrenches got thrown into that ...

Loud boos, followed by a "FUCK ECO!" chant.

Z: I don't believe I will, thank you for offering. No, no, I'm not here to discuss how Junichiro continues his never-ending pursuit to run me out of the company, since taking the championship wasn't enough. We have a far greater issue on our hands after the events of the past 24 hours.

Zed pauses for effect. The crowd cheers to fill the silence, but does anybody know why? Probably not.

Z: Because of one simple mistake, Mike Elevenbee has seen his contract terminated by OOWF management.

Boos.

Z: I know. It's a shame. All of us here have made mistakes. None of us are perfect. Neither is Mike Elevenbee. It just so happens that in this line of work, mistakes happen to be seen by international audiences of millions. And it is truly a shame to see one of the great figureheads of this company given such an unceremonious departure over one mistake.

The crowd applauds as a show of support.

Z: Now, I will admit, I am pretty dumb. I don't know much about the inner workings of this company, or how contracts work, or what ratings we draw. Hell, since BRICK~! is back to handling my money, I can't even tell you how many of you fine people are buying my t-shirts until I come out here and see them in the crowd.

Cheers.

Z: But there is one thing BRICK~! has taught me since we first met ... and that is the power of social media.

On cue, BRICK~! emerges from backstage, phone in hand. At the top of the ramp, he types momentarily on his phone while the crowd cheers. After a few seconds, he puts the phone away, and the following tweet emerges on the big screen.



Z: Ladies and gentlemen, this is our chance to thank Mike Elevenbee for all the time and energy he has devoted to this company! Show your support! Tweet it out! Not just now, but every day until we go to Johnstown, where this company has every intention of leaving him for good! Thank you!

Zed waves to the crowd as he sits the microphone down and climbs out of the ring. He walks back up the ramp, placing an arm around BRICK~! as they head backstage to the roar of the audience, chanting "MIKE ELEVENBEE *CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*." Fade.

[blownspot]

Mike Elevenbee is on his cellphone with his cousin Jason Twelvebee. We catch them mid conversation.

MEB - I know. I messed up.

JTB - Well taking selfies, photo bombing OOWF UberFan, Michael Strahan...



... and playing tug-o-war with Cate Blanchett...



... DURING the match, didn't really help your case.

MEB - DON'T JUDGE ME! You know I can't resist schmoozin with celebrities!

JTB - I'm not saying it's wrong! I'm just telling you there's a TIME and PLACE!

MEB - You're RIGHT! I'm sorry! What am I going to do? Hang on a second. I just got a notification that Stank shared a photo that I am tagged in.

Mike Elevenbee taps the notification and this photo comes up.



MEB - Shit! It shows me playing on my phone backstage and it's timestamped to just before I announced the winner of the Onslaught title match! What the fuck is Stank's problem? It's not like I fucked up who won best picture at the Oscars!

JTB - Who won?

MEB - La La Land!

JTB - No it was Moonlight.

MEB - DAMN IT!

JTB - This is probably why Stank doesn't like you.

MEB - What do you mean?

JTB - Stank's the black one, right?

MEB - Hey! That's racist, dude.

JTB - What? Calling Stank black?

MEB - No! Assuming he likes Moonlight because he's black.

JTB - What's Moonlight got to do with being black?

MEB - What???

JTB - I don't KNOW! I don't watch movies!

MEB - Then how did you know Moonlight won best picture?

JTB - The question is... how did you NOT know!

MEB - What??

JTB - I suppose the same way you messed up who won the Onslaught match.

MEB - Fuck you Twelvebee! You don't know what the HELL you're talking about!

JTB - I know Stank's the black one.

MEB - Would you STOP calling him THE BLACK ONE!

Stank - Who's the black one?

MEB - Oh shit! He's here.

JTB - Bray Wyatt?

MEB - No! The BLA- STANK, you moron!

Stank - Who you talking to?

Elevenbee ends the call quickly and puts away his cellphone.

MEB - I got a bone to pick with you!

Stank - Is it about the photo I just shared that you're tagged in?

MEB - YES!

Stank - Well if you had done your job, and talked about Beverly, none of this would have happened.

MEB - What??? Has the world gone insane??

Stank - And STOP wearing that gotdamn tux! Zed and Brick~! might be clueless, but the REST of us KNOW you ride dirty!

MEB -

Stank -

MEB - What have you heard?

*Fade*

[L!zz~]

^^^ I almost die, choking on a pretzel stick reading this...hysterical!

[Fire-Babe]

Ecosystem is sitting in his CEO of OOWF office, thinking. He sees how #JusticeForElevenbee is trending, and frowns. He makes a few key clicks and waits for the Skype user to answer. He is surpised when Lucky answers.

L: Yo.

Eco: Yo? Since when do you answer Fire's Skype?

L: Since she asked me too. She's on vacation.

Eco: I know, I've been trying to call. Crappy cell phone towers in Curacao--

L: Nah, after she shot another trespasser, she decided to go...uh, elsewhere.

Eco: Ah...New Orleans--

L: Actually she was going there, but then decided that's the first place people would look to bother her. So....I am not exactly sure where she is.

Eco: I'll ask Stank..

L: You can, but he doesn't know either. Neither does Moose, so don't bother.  Not to mention the ease with which the monkeys in the truck were able to set up a satellite link Wednesday night...

Eco: *rubbing forehead* I hate when she does this....

L: You ain't the only one...

Eco: *sigh* What's her issue NOW??

L: Oh the usual....war, strife, turmoil... clearly insane leaders skipping down the path towards annihilation...

Eco: ...

L: ...

Eco: In OOWF?

L: *shrugs* Could be...Look, everything for Home Sweet Home is all set.  Local indie workers are in charge of setting up the ring, ticket sales are good...I'm monitoring the situation for her.

Eco: Good, because this was all her idea...

Some OOWF production staff walk by behind Lucky.

Eco: Wait....are you in catering? Like...down the hall? Why are we Skyping?

L: I dunno. You called me.

Eco: I CALLED Fire....and I don't believe you don't know where she is....you ALWAYS know, even when she doesn't tell you.

L: This is true. I have an inkling.

Eco: See? How do you do that?

L: I dunno...Irish shit?

Eco: ...

L: ...

Eco: You're LATINO....

L: If that's all, I have to--

Eco: Look, tell your boss by email or telepathy or whatever, that she needs to take control of this Elevenbee situation. She's in charge of staff, not Nate. I want Elevenbee back on the job before this hashtag goes viraler...er, more viral...

L: Right, right...Oh, she did want me to tell you--

Eco: Her location?

L: Nice try. No she just wanted me to tell you "Thanks, and keep up the good work." You got any idea what that's about?

Eco: .......I've given up trying to figure her out. Thanks for you lack of help.

L: My pleasure.

Eco: ...

L: Have a good day, Mr. Muyo....

Eco: Oh, one more thing. Assuming Stank's "Girlfriend Tracker" doesn't work, you may want to tell him her location when he asks, and he will ask. Alex may have let Fire protect you, but I have a feeling that Lucas Mann will not hesitate to beat it out of you, regardless of what she says.

The Skype window abruptly disconnects. Lucky smiles and goes to do a few more things when he spies the Saints coming into catering. He looks around and quickly shuts his laptop and heads out the back exit, probably before they see him.

[Leo]

"Silver Eagle" Jack Bullet sits on the steps of the OOWF training center whittling a stick with a knife. Nick Fleming appears from the doorway and sits down next to Jack. Neither man says anything for a long moment.

NF: So, do you have it out of your system yet?

JB: I'm trying some therapy my grandpa taught me with the whittling here. But, no, not by a long shot.

NF: So, anytime you see Eco you're just going to fly into a blind rage like the Hulk and attack him.

JB: Yeah, probably, until I can get some real satisfaction against him in the ring.

NF: Well, this week, you've got me again for the IC Title. My number one goal is to put on great matches and I can't do that if my opponent has his head somewhere else. You know that's my biggest problem with the idiots around here. Everyone is concerned about who is screwing who and showing off for the camera with their fake soap opera story lines. I thought you were different, Jack. You play to the crowd too much for my liking, but still, you were a solid, old school ring general. Now, you're letting Eco drag you down in the muck with all this family drama.

JB: It's not by choice, but if that is the hand Eco is dealing, that is the hand I'll play. Honestly, I couldn't give a damn that I'm facing you for the IC Title this week.

NF: That sounds like disrespect. It better not be, one friendly warning is all you get.

Bullet finishes his whittling and places his small creation in Nick's hands.

JB: Then allow me to offer a gift as a peace offering. It's Ellsworth.

Fleming turns the small figure over in his hands.

NF: All right, Jack, we'll get to Wednesday. But, my professional courtesy is only going to extend so far until I just lump you in with the rest of the Bold and the Beautiful here. And, as always, it's been your pleasure.

Fleming gets up and re-enters the center. The camera angle changes to see him walking down the hall. He pitches the wooden Ellsworth into the nearest trash can and keeps strolling.

Fade.

[Chris Eco]

Tytan and Agrius are standing on a wrecked car in The Wasteland, admiring their Kingdom, when Miss Jones comes in, addressing a mob.

Miss Jones: All right, let him go. Drop him before the Gods of War for judgment.

The assembled mob drops a man before Tytan and Agrius. The man is caked in dirt, covered in torn rags, with comical steampunk goggles covering his face. The man raises the goggles, and it's Ecosystem.

Eco: Your welcoming party has no sense of fashion.

Agrius: Which of us is the model again?

Tytan: I happen to think it's much an improvement. Rugged, brutal. An improvement over your fancy suits which protect you from nothing.

Eco is about to respond to them, but looks to Miss Jones first.

Miss Jones: What are you looking at?

Eco: Do you simply acquiesce in this nonsense, Miss Jones? Or do you feed it?

Miss Jones laughs.

Eco: Don't you dare blow me a kiss.

Miss Jones: These men stand before you kings and champions. And you call their kingdom nonsense?

Tytan: Watch your words carefully.

Eco turns to look at Tytan and Agrius.

Eco: Care in my words will be easy, because I'm here to give you two one message. To this point, I have blamed Zed for what you did to Beverly. I have assumed everything you did was in her service. Honest chastisement, out of a hatred of weakness.

But there is a difference between the hard work of making others strong, and the too-easy work of living in a fantasy world where you need not contend with weakness. Whatever my relationship with God might be at the moment, I think we can all agree that desert camp cult-leaders that use the magic of another do not deserve the term.

Agrius: And loquacious, pompous Ivy League failures who command respect from no one and contempt from nearly all might not find themselves in a position to lecture others who actually command such respect. Since, of course, we're speaking in the abstract.

Eco: (turning to Tytan specifically) And what say you, brother? What do you owe Beverly? What do you owe me?

Tytan: Nothing more than honesty. Which is to say, you might want to check your follicles.

Ecosystem notices, finally, that the Wasteland denizens have painted white streaks through his hair.

Eco: I HATE STEAMPUNK!

Ecosystem storms off as Tytan, Agrius and Miss Jones chuckle.

FADE

[wyattcox]

(A random SFJ is waiting outside the suite of S&M. Out comes a very exhausted Shizuru-mune Mangyuniku with a lollypop in his mouth, carrying a piece of paper. The SFJ rolls her eyes.)

SFJ: What are you doing here?

SM: Edra resting from her intense training. Sizzlechest learning very hard from Edra to master new moveset. Watching entirety of Joey Ryan collection.

(The scene cuts to:



And the SFJ is incredulous.)

SFJ: That’s not...

SM: Edra make Sizzlechest tap out. Now Sizzlechest make Edra tap out. Wednesday Sizzlechest make Mann Shannon tap out.

SFJ: But isn’t that...

SM: No time. Must get back to lesson. Edra wants Sizzlechest bring this to you. Chop Chop.

SFJ: Isn’t that racist?

SM: No, Edra promise give Sizzlechest Kai En Tai Val Venus treatment.

(Sizzlechest goes back into the suite and the SFJ reads the letter aloud.)

Dear Mic Stand,

S&M is busy preparing for our match against the Ain’ts. When S&M is finished, the old men won’t know what hit them. S&M will strike them with such force, that we will have struck them with such force. There will be no happy ending for the Ain’ts. Unless Stank locates Moose’s sister, then all bets are off.

Sincerely yours,

Edra and Chloe

(Two stamps attached to the letter fall to the ground as the scene fades)

[Chris Eco]

Mai Muyo is backstage with Renata Younger. Mai is wearing a #J411B shirt.

RY: Are you sponsored by 411 now? Or 411mania?

MM: No, it's shorthand for Justice For Elevenbee! Aren't you #FollowingTheMovement?

RY: I am following the movement, I just think you can't shorthand two words into numbers back to back. It's confusing.

MM: You know what else is confusing? The fact that my brother is so scared of me getting my hands on his cash cows in the Saints again, he's now booking me against himself.

RY: That was a terrible segue.

MM: Well, you're the one who's supposed to provide the segues! Do your job! Talk about Beverly!

RY: What?

MM: Sorry. Instinct.

RY: Well, speaking of subtle connections between you and the other Muyo--

MM: There you go.

RY: --as the main interviewer for you both, I've never been able to really understand your relationship. You're like a much lower key Fire and Moose.

MM: . . . no. No, I don't think so. That minimizes what the two of them went through. They suffered, and they relate as people who have suffered. Our conflict is narrower. We love our mom. We owe a great deal to each other--me more to him.

RY: He tried to end your career before it could start.

MM: (Mai shrugs.) He was also out of his mind and off his medication. When we're individually healthy, our relationship is healthy. I still think he's a lying narcissist. He still thinks I'm the crazed love child of Mother Teresa and John Rambo. We both think the other has a savior complex. But are those flaws, those sins, enough to not love someone?

Jesus didn't think so. Happy Easter, Renata.

Mai walks off.

FADE

[snelson66]

FADE in on the OOWF Network interview set. Sitting next to a video monitor is OOWF-TV’s Joyce Summers.

JS: “Good evening and welcome to OOWF Newsbreak. We’ll get back to PHWF This Week, but first a special interview with OOWF Intercontinental Champion, Nick Fleming.”

Fleming’s image appears on the screen with chyron stating he’s in Panama City.

JS: “Good evening, Mr. Fleming.”

NF: “Joyce, good evening.”

JS: “Mr. Fleming, you have a match this week for your Intercontinental Championship against Jack Bullet. You met with Mr. Bullet earlier this week. You seemed to be quite civil with each other after earlier issues.”

NF: “Jack Bullet, as I said to him, is someone who’s in-ring ability I respect and I think we can have one hell of a match on Wednesday. That being said, I certainly will not hold back because of that respect. If, and I do doubt this can happen, Mr. Bullet takes my title, he’s going to have to give everything he has to achieve that goal. But I have no plans to relinquish this Intercontinental Championship until I’ve won the OOWF World Heavyweight Championship.”

JS: “That’s to come, but let’s go back to last week, OOWF Network caught a phone conversation with someone who we believe to be ...”

NF: “Let me just stop you right there, Joyce. First of all, I’m consulting with my lawyers on whether to file a lawsuit against the OOWF Network for invasion of privacy and perhaps a few FCC laws you’ve broken. Second, anyone for whom I discuss a future tag team partnership is my business and my business alone.”

JS: “Was that former OOWF Grand Slam Champion Stan Fulton on the other end of the phone?”

NF: “I can neither confirm nor deny any of your speculation on to whom I was talking.”

JS: “Your goal has always been to become a OOWF Grand Slam Champion. Have you talked to other Grand Slam Champions for advice or guidance?”

NF: “I have no comment.”

Summers almost rolls her eyes, but her professional acumen keeps her from that act.

JS: “Well, thank you very much for your time, Mr. Fleming.”

NF: “As always, it’s been your pleasure.”

Fleming’s picture fades from the screen and the camera zooms in on Joyce Summers.

JS: “Nick Fleming puts his OOWF Intercontinental title on the line this Wednesday against Jack Bullet. [/i]OOWF Midweek Mayhem[/i], live from Mori, Panama, only on the OOWF Network. I’m Joyce Summers. Now back to PHWF This Week>

FADE

[Jack Quinn]

<we cut to the Nowhere Bar, Grille and PCPL Repository and see Ellie May on the phone. Obviously, we only get one side of the conversation>

EM: Yes, all the paperwork is filed, it should be official within 24 hours...........I've told them, they are excited about it.........kind of, I will miss it, but it will open up more time for me to run this place........yeah I know........I know.......yes, very capable hands.........just......remember, they are not your typical wrestlers.........I wouldn't say kid gloves, just......well, you'll get used to them.......I think it will be fantastic, and yes, I put in a return clause should you change your mind........yep.......ok, see you then.

<Ellie May hangs up the phone, sighs, then collects some paperwork and heads into the office, and we fade>

[Sportsguy]

We see Matt Folz catching up on recent promos when he sighs and rewinds to this line.

Apr 17, 2017 10:24:00 GMT -5 Chris Eco said:

MM: You know what else is confusing? The fact that my brother is so scared of me getting my hands on his cash cows in the Saints again, he's now booking me against himself.

Matt just shakes his head before looking directly into the camera.

Matt: Few problems with that statement there kiddo. First, the Saints are no one's cash cows. We do what we want, when we want, how we want. We don't work for anyone. And even if somehow we did, it sure as hell would never be your brother. Also, what's this obsession you have with us yet? YOU WON! During the Invitational you beat Moose, Stank and LD in 3 consecutive weeks. I'm way too lazy to look it up, but I bet very very VERY few people in the history of this company can say that. And in the Invitational Finals, the clear cut match of the year favorite so far, you not only beat me you left me lying unconscious. You should be celebrating those accomplishments and training your ass off for your World Championship match..... not trying to provoke us again. I want you to listen very carefully to me Mai, and this comes from Jaime too, Walk away from this while you still can. You go your way, the Saints will go ours, and never the twain should meet. If you ignore this advice (Sighs) then kid, I can't protect you anymore.

FADE

[kimmieg1231]

(Kylie exits the gym and is stopped by an SFJ)

#44: Kylie, do you have a moment?

Kylie: Sure. (toweling her face)

44: Looks like you were working out pretty hard.

Kylie: My sister and I have a big match this week, it might not be for the titles but we know Goons of War will be bringing their all and so will we.

44: Things are better with Beverly? Where did you two go off too?

Kylie: We see a bit more eye to eye now. Yes.

44: Where did she take you?

Kylie: Here and there. Where matters not, as long as I understand.

44: I see. You aren't going to start speaking like the Sisters are you?

Kylie: (laughs) No...anything else? I have to hit the shower. Have a hot date tonight.

44: (smiles) Mac?

Kylie: No, Brick...of course Mac silly.

44: (lowers the mic but you can still hear them) Where are you two going?

Kylie: I don't know. He just said to "dress up".

44: (starts to work off with Kylie) What are you going to wear? Want me to help with your hair? I use to be a stylist.

Kylie: Oh that would be great!

(The two women stroll off and are soon out of camera shot as we fade)

[Chris Eco]

BRICK~! is backstage in GMTheNate's office.

GMTN: Look, I share your concerns.

B: I need more than concern, Nate. My client is the most recent World Champion of this company, and he's jerking the curtain with Sebastian Davis, what, three weeks out from being champion?

GMTN: There's nothing I can do about it. Look, by any right, I should be booking all these matches. But my authority became concurrent with Firewoman when we re-hired her, and apparently, she has delegated that power to Junichiro in her absence.

B: So he says.

GMTN: So he says, yes, but she hasn't contradicted it. She's getting my emails, she's not responding, and silence isn't enough for me to go in front of the board and call our CEO a liar.

B: But he is a liar.

GMTN: Well, sure. But in this instance, he might not be.

B: Leave that aside. He can't be allowed to pick and choose favorites like this, totally disconnected from what the fans want.

GMTN: The problem is that what the fans want can be manipulated. As you well know.

B: Is this about Elevenbee?

GMTN: About that. I do NOT need my hiring and firing decisions to be put up for social media votes!

B: Duly noted. Though, not with any intention to obey.

GMTN: But beyond that - so long as the fans are booing the crap out of Eco, and they're buying tickets to see him get beaten up, it's hard for me to make a case to the Board that they need to override Eco giving himself a plum placement. He's making them money.

B: And Zed could make a lot of money in WWE.

GMTN: Are you threatening me?

B: I'm threatening the board. Through you.

GMTheNate takes a sip of the drink on his table.

GMTN: . . . Let's see Zed outclass Sebastian Davis tonight. If he does that, we'll talk strategy tomorrow.

FADE

[wyattcox]

(S&M storms on the set of the pre-Mayhem show on OOWF-TV FREE! For just $6.66 per month. Each sister grab a microphone.)

Edra: There has been no talk about S&M disrespecting the Ain’ts in our last promo. Which means that the Ain’ts are taking tonight’s match lightly.

Chloe: To take S&M lightly is at your peril. Just because you instructed us does not mean that you know all that we know. Our transitions through time and space have made us better, stronger, and more dangerous. That is something that the Ain’ts need to remember.

Edra: There will be no happy endings tonight for Moose and Stank. And now, in the interests of those of who who wish to take photographs with your smart phones and post them over the OH MY GODS INTRAWEBZ...

Chloe: How does Edra talk like that in capital letters.

Edra: Do not interrupt Edra, she is on a roll. As I was saying, in the interests of those of who who wish to take photographs with your smart phones and post them over the OH MY GODS INTRAWEBZ... Edra and Chloe will engage in a 6 second pose entitled S&M destroy the Ain’ts like the red headed stepchildren that they are!

(Edra and Chloe raise their whips and hold them over their heads for exactly six seconds.)

Chloe: And that is the final statement, because it comes from S&M.

Edra: Close enough, let’s go.

(S&M step off the set as the scene fades)

[Road Warrior Shark]

OOWF MidWeek Mayhem (Show 797)
Morti, Panama
April 19, 2017

Zed vs. Sebastian Davis

DING!!! DING!!!

The two move at the same time and meet in the middle of the ring with an impact that can practically be felt by the audience. Zed edges Sebastian out with a shoulder tackle that knocks Zed to the mat. Sebastian can’t quite roll away before Zed lays into him with stomp after stomp, focusing on one shoulder to begin wearing the other big man down. When the official starts to intervene Sebastian powers to his feet and right into an exploder suplex that rattles the ring!

As soon as they are back on their feet Sebastian looks to keep Zed on the defensive, taking the taller man down with a snap powerbomb. Zed follows it up with a running legdrop! Zed is back up with surprising quickness given his size and catches Sebastian by one arm, blasting him with a short-arm clothesline! The so-called God of All Gods doesn’t let go, and hits two more in rapid succession! Zed looks slightly dazed as he stands after the third, but as soon as Zed tries to clothes in Sebastian catches him with a pendulum backbreaker!

Russ: “A little baiting there by Sebastian, and it paid off.”
Razz: “Sometimes strategy isn’t pretty or dramatic, but as long as it works, that’s all that counts.”

Zed holds his spine as he stands, but he’s ready as Davis comes at him, countering with a straight right hand. As Sebastian lurches, Zed capitalizes with a spinning straight kick that doubles Zed over! With a mighty heave, Zed flips Sebastian up onto his shoulders and drives him into the canvas with a powerbomb of his own! The force of the impact actually makes the referee stumble! Zed scrambles up top.. THE ANSWER! Zed goes for the pin!

ONE!
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TWO

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THREE

Your Winner (Pinfall 3:22) Zed!

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Banned From Everywhere vs. LD Williams & Matt Folz

Sorry Kids. LD and Folz win what amounts to an extended squash. Let's say 6 minutes, and LD and Folz both trap a BFE'er in an STF for a simultaneous submission.

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Miranda Williams vs. Mac Flasher

With Mac Flasher already in the ring and chatting with BRICK~! as fans in Mori begin chanting his name, “Stompa” plays to draw out Miranda Williams to an equally positive reaction. Miranda glad-hands a few fans before hopping into the ring where she fist bumps Mac – as both combatants grin at each other. “Junior” Hale calls for the bell with Miranda hitting a flying forearm to push Mac in the corner, where she engages in some CANADIAN-COLOMBIAN VIOLENCE, much to the delight of the fans and to the dismay of Mac and BRICK~!. Miranda backs away from Mac and charges to the corner with a monkey flip in mind, sending Mac two-thirds of the way across the ring, impressing even herself with the feat.

Russ: “Miranda Williams with a monkey flip that could finish mostly anyone on the roster!”
Razz: “She’s a Williams. If there’s a way to finish someone in a collar-and-elbow tie-up, she knows five more ways.”

Mac gets to his feet, and eats a dropkick from Miranda that sends him to the outside. With BRICK~! shouting furiously, Mac catches Miranda’s attempt at a tope con hilo from the corner of his eye, but still takes the brunt of the impact when Miranda crashing and burning on the outside. Mac, somehow, is first to his feet before Miranda staggers toward him. After a few jabs by Mac, Miranda stumbles toward the apron where Mac hits an avalanche splash to drive her lower back into the support of the apron. With BRICK~! offering encouragement, Mac hoists Miranda over his shoulder and carries her into the ring where she escapes a planned powerslam, but not a lariat as Mac turns around to see Miranda running toward him. With Miranda nearly concussed by the lariat, Mac begins to work on the neck and shoulders area of his opponent with a standing surfboard and neck crank before Miranda can scoot one of her legs underneath the ropes.

As Mac breaks and backs away from Miranda, BRICK~! waves a Mac Flasher “Game On!” t-shirt in front of Miranda causing her to swipe at the clay man, catching her hand on his head and shaking the pain off as Mac lumbers toward her. Miranda trips Mac up to send him into the turnbuckles, stunning him temporarily. With Mac woozy and resting his head against the middle turnbuckle, Miranda grabs him by the back of his head and drives him into the middle and bottom turnbuckles 10 times each before attempting a curbstomp into the bottom turnbuckle. Only Hale stepping in at the last second prevents Miranda from sending Mac into unconsciousness. While Hale and Miranda debate the merits on Miranda’s plan, BRICK~! toddles over to Mac and tries to fan him off with the shirt, hitting Mac in the eye with the store tag. As Mac stands while covering his eye, he is easy prey to Miranda as she dropkicks him into the turnbuckles, peels him back before hitting a frogsplash. Hale counts 3 as Mac kicks out at 3.5.

Your Winner (Pinfall; 9:36), Miranda Williams!

Afterward, Miranda and BRICK~! check on Mac who is still covering his eye and a bit winded from the frogsplash. Eventually Mac is helped to his feet by both, though Mac pulls his hand away from BRICK~!’s in short order.

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Beer Money vs. Texpress

As Zane slides into the ring Skurge charges across the ring and catches him with a stomp to the back of the head. He hits the ropes and catches him with a drop kick to the face that sends Myers to his back. Skurge quickly pulls him to his feet and sends him to the ropes and elevates him with a high back body drop. As Myers gets to his feet, he staggers backward into the corner and Skurge charges in and catches him with a clothesline. Skurge doesn’t let Myers fall, instead he grabs him and pulls him into the BM corner and tags in SYB. SYB and Skurge take turns blistering Myers chest with chops. SYB pulls Myers out of the corner and sends him to the ropes and catches him with a Thesz press, taking him to the mat and hammering him with shots to the face. Myers shoves SYB off of him and gets to one knee. SYB charges and tries a kick to the side of the head, but Myers sweeps his leg sending him to the mat, then drops a chop across his chest that causes SYB to yell on pain. Myers reaches out and tags in Madison and holds SYB on the mat. Madison climbs to the top rope and drops a leg across SYB’s chest, covers, but SYB manages to kick out at two. Madison tries to pull SYB off the mat, but he hits the JERSEY TURNPIKE! Doubling Madison over in pain. SYB throws him between the ropes to the floor, then tags in Skurge. SYB leaves the ring and taunts Madison on the outside. He gets to his feet with a look of rage on his face and takes off after SYB. SYB hauls ass around the ring and manages to fall to the floor just before impaling himself on the railing!

Madison slips back into the ring and Skurge grabs him and sends him to the ropes, Chad makes a blind tag to Zane and leaps over Skurge. Myers comes in and does the same thing. On the rebound, Skurge hits the mat, and Madison steps over him, and Skurge gets to his feet and readies a punch for the charging Myers, but Myers pulls up short. Skurge turns around and Madison POPS him in the mouth with SWEET CHIN MUSIC! Skurge staggers backward and Myers hits a German suplex with a bridge for the one, two, THREE! Skurge rolls his shoulder just a second too late!

Your Winners (Pinfall 8:34) Texpress!

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Mai Muyo vs. Ecosystem

PA: “Who’s gonna fight for the weak, who’s gonna make them believe?”

“Hero” by Skillet plays in Mai Muyo as she cartwheels out to the stage, striking a a pose with her bat to a pop. She walks down the ring slapping hands, stopping to wrap a friendship bracelet around the wrist of a small boy in the front row. She climbs up to the ring, hops up over the ropes, and shakes the referee’s hand before leaning against the ropes and waiting for her brother.

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

“Happy” by Pharrell plays in Ecosystem—well, who are we kidding, the fans’ boos are louder than any music he could have playing. He raises a microphone, but is booed down by the fans.

Crowd: “GO! A-WAY! GO! A-WAY!”

Eco: “Well, it’s good to see you too, Panama!” (Boos) “You know, Panama, you have a lot in common with my sister. See, there’s nothing really wrong with Panama, per se. But throughout human history, Panama was an obstacle to transport, to travel, to progress. So the United States—the greatest country in the world (boos)—had to cut its way right through this worthless hunk of land. And that’s exactly what I’ll be—”

Mai: “Junichiro.”

The crowd pops as Mai has a microphone.

Mai: “I know how much you love talking before your matches, but I’ve had to listen to you for our entire life. So do me a favor and for once in your life, just shut up, get in this ring, and do your job.”

The crowd cheers (though there are a couple snarky fans who try to start a “Talk About Beverly” chant) and Ecosystem looks around annoyed. He starts to raise the microphone again . . . then tosses it and charges the ring. The two siblings meet in the middle and begin trading blows as the bell rings!

The two trade a couple forearms to start, Mai throws Eco with an armdrag and gestures at him to get up; he does so, blocks the second armdrag attempt and forces her down into an armbar. Mai kips up, reverses into an arm wrench of her own; Ecosystem reverses into a hammerlock. Mai back elbows Eco in the face, he holds on. Mai goes to elbow again, Eco ducks, Eco throws Mai with a back suplex, but Mai does a backward flip and lands on her feet. Eco off the ropes as Mai is getting her balance; Eco goes for the bulldog, Mai shoves him off. Eco lands on his feet, Mai charges, Eco goes for the PELE—no! Mai catches his ankle. Eco twists and yanks her in by his leg—Small Package! 1-2-no, Mai moves the hold to put Eco’s shoulders down: 1-2-no, Mai kicks out, both roll up, Eco goes for the spinning backfist on Mai, Mai ducks low, MAI TIME German Suplex! Out of nowhere, shoulders down!

1 . . .

2 . . .

. . . No! Too early to take out her brother, who manages to power out.

Mai rolls out of the hold and primes herself up against the ropes--Mai charges Eco with a running knee, but Eco pulls himself out of the way, Mai crotches herself across the middle rope. The crotching doesn't impact Mai as much as it might impact her brother, but Eco adds injury to insult with a sharp kick to the back of Mai. As Mai winces, Eco pulls Mai out backward by her head--Mai is trying to fight Eco off, but Eco spins the elbow: ENDGAME! ENDGAME! Into the cover, what a steal!

1 . . .

2 . . .

. . . No! The flash finish didn't get the job done for him either.

Russ: Both Muyos pulling out their finishers early, neither of them able to put the other way.
Razz: See Russ, when you know your opponent well, you know not only how to block their moves, you know how to absorb their moves as well. Mai knew the impact to her neck was coming, and she braced herself.

Ecosystem doesn't seem interested in laying off the neck as he wraps his sister up into a Dragon Sleeper! Eco positions Mai facing away from the ropes, as he yells at her to just tap out already. Mai tries to turn Eco's body, to no avail, but she gets a footing and is able to stand up with Eco on her back--anticipating a crash landing, Eco drops off Mai and shoves her into the ropes--Eco goes low for a back body drop, but Mai catches him with a kick to the chest, followed by a springboard kick to the face! Eco rolls out of the ring to catch his breath to boos--Mai bounds against the opposite ropes, TOPE SUICIDA to take down her brother! Eco crashes back first against the guardrail--Mai is up with all the energy, and climbs up to the apron--as Eco rises, Mai goes flying with a running senton--but Ecosystem CATCHES Mai! Eco swings Mai, POWERBOMB over the guardrail onto the audience's chairs!

Russ: Are you KIDDING me?! Junichiro Muyo just caught his sister and midair, and powerbombed her into a mess of steel chairs!
Razz: There's no getting up from that. There can't be!

Ecosystem rolls into the ring fast, demanding the referee count. The referee does begin to count, with Eco barking "Count Faster! Do Your Job!"

1 . . .

2 . . .

3 . . .

4 . . .

. . . Mai stirs at five, but tearing herself away from the fans slapping her is holding her back!

6 . . .

7 . . . Wait! Mai makes it up to the guardrail, and makes a BIG leap to the apron . . .

8 . . .

. . . but Ecosystem catches Mai with the BLUE SUPERKICK before she reaches the apron! Mai goes down without her feet touching--the referee counts to nine, and then ten before Mai can stumble back up!

Your Winner (Contout;n 7:22) Junichiro "Ecosystem" Muyo!

Ecosystem rolls out of the ring and grabs a microphone, opting to sit across from his sister as she leans against the guardrail to shake off the wooziness.

Eco: Oh Mai . . . I'm sure you feel like this loss is a little bit of a fluke. After all, flukes happen all the time in wrestling. And frankly, I think the fact that you won the OOWF Invitational before I ever did might be the biggest fluke of all. Therefore, with the booking power vested in me by our Dear Commissioner's absence, I am making a match for Home Sweet Hell: Mai Muyo vs. Junichiro Muyo, one-on-one, with Mai Muyo's pay per view championship match on the line. And we'll find out whether it was tonight or Madness that was the REAL fluke.

Mai stands up and stares down Ecosystem, as he remains sitting and smiling.

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Shizuru-mune Mangyuniku vs. Shannon Mann

DING!!! DING!!!

Hopping out of her corner, Shannon skips along to the center of the ring with a sadistic smile on her face. Stopping in her tracks, she then begins taunting Shizuru as he stands in the corner, agitated with her behavior. Bursting out of his corner, Shizuru charges towards Shannon and takes a swing for the fences. Side stepping him, Shannon dodges the attack and follows up with a swift kick to the back of his knee, forcing his leg to give out from under him as he drops down to his knee.

Locking onto Shizuru’s head, she then begins driving knees upward into his face. After landing half a dozen, she turns to the ropes behind her and takes off. Hitting the ropes hard and coming back on the rebound, she leaps into the air and levels Shizuru with a dropkick to the chops, sending him crashing to his back. On both knees, she grabs ahold of Shizuru’s foot and rolls him over to his stomach before applying an ankle lock.

Russ: “What is she doing, giving him a massage?”
Razz: “That looks like an ankle lock to me.”

The pain becomes apparent by the look on Shizuru’s face as he pushes his upper body up from the canvas. Fighting through it, he begins dragging himself across the ring, pulling Shannon along with him as she keeps the ankle lock applied. Getting closer and closer to the ropes, Shizuru then extends his arm as far as it will reach, coming up short only inches from the ropes.

Razz: “She stopped him! Now if she can only keep him from grabbing hold of that rope.”
Russ: “I don’t think this massage is going to have a happy ending.”

With one last burst of energy, Shizuru reaches out and this time grabs onto the bottom rope. The official quickly yells for Shannon to release the hold but she ignores him, trying to snap his ankle in half. Giving her another warning and being ignored, the official then begins the five count.

“One! … Two! … Three! … Four! … Fi–“

Razz: “She’s going to get herself disqualified!”

At the last split second, Shannon releases the ankle lock, breaking the officials five count. Pushing herself backwards across the ring, she then rises to her feet in the center, laughing at the sight of Shizuru tending to his ankle. Rushing Shannon, the official begins yelling at her with warnings as she laughs it off. As the officials back is turned to Shizuru, Eric Lee reaches inside of the ring and begins hitting him in the head with vicious rights. Grabbing onto Shizuru’s head with both hands, Eric then presses Shizuru’s face into the canvas and drags it back and forth before lifting it up and slamming it back down into the canvas.

Russ: “Turn around ref and do your job!”

After getting the point across to Shannon, the official then steps out of the way, opening up a clear path to Shizuru. Walking over without a care in the world, Shannon then grabs onto that same ankle and drags Shizuru to the center of the ring. Slamming his ankle down to the mat, Shannon then jumps straight into the air as high as she can and comes down with a foot stomp to the back of his ankle. Releasing a howling moan from the pain, Shizuru rolls over to his stomach and quickly curls his leg, wrapping his ankle with both hands.

Shannon then steps beside Shizuru’s body and reaches down, slapping him in the side of the head. She then pulls him up to his feet but as she does, Shizuru hits her with an unexpected heart punch, sending her stumbling backwards across the ring before tripping over her feet and crashing to the mat. Shaking his hand after the devastating punch, Shizuru then limps over to Shannon as she lies on the mat, holding her chest and gasping for air. He then pulls her up to her feet and hits her underneath the chin with a European uppercut, popping her head back as her eyes look up to the ceiling above. Turning to the ropes, Shizuru then takes off and comes back on the rebound, leaping into the air and driving Shannon’s face into the canvas with a one-handed bulldog.

Razz: “I think her makeup is smeared all over the ring after that bulldog.”
Russ: “Either that or it’s blood.”

Rolling Shannon over to her back, Shizuru makes the cover as the official sweeps in with the count.

ONE
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TW–

Razz: “Nope!”

Kicking her feet into the air, Shannon pushes Shizuru off of her, breaking up the pin. Not wasting anytime, he quickly stands to his feet and locks onto her arm, pulling her up as well. Spinning her around, Shizuru applies a full nelson and then lifts her up before dropping her with a sit-out full nelson atomic drop.

Russ: “He’s having his way with Shannon right now.”
Razz: “Chill man, that sounds a little weird, even for me.”

Leaving Shannon down on the mat, Shizuru walks to the ropes and stands with his back turned to the fans and eyes locked on Shannon, waiting for her to get back to her feet. Slowly, she begins pushing herself. , Shannon charges Shizuru and greets him with a running knee to the face. She then pulls him up to his feet and lays his neck across the top rope before reaching up underneath the top rope and locking onto his head. Pulling down on Shizuru’s head, she then begins choking him with the rope as the official begins his five count.

“One! … Two! … Three! … Fo–“

Pulling his head up from the rope, Shizuru then slams his elbow into Shannon’s stomach, breaking her hold on him. Pushing Shannon away, Shizuru turns her body but after two steps, Shannon then does a backflip and connects with a Pelé Kick. Hitting the ropes and bounding off, Shizuru stumbles forward a few steps and then drops to the mat.

Russ: “After breaking away from the illegal move, I think that’s the last thing Shizuru expected.”

With Shizuru on his back, Shannon climbs the corner to the middle rope with her back turned to Shizuru. Looking over the crowd for a short moment, she then leaps and pushes herself away, twisting in the air and coming down with a moonsault.

Razz: “She’s hooking the leg!”

Going for the pin, Shannon hooks the leg as the official drops in with the count. Shizuru gets his arm up! Shannon growls, rocking to her knees, she grips his hair and drags him out. He elbows her stomach, sending her to the robes. Hopping up he charges her, going to clothesline her over the ropes! Shannon grips him taking him over with him.

As the opponents hit the floor CRaCK can be heard as they both land hard. The ref begins his count as they rise and lunge again as each other. Blow for blow they go at it. left. Rights. Paying no heed to the official counting.

"Ten!" The official signals for the bell as the two continue to tear each other apart.

Official Decision (13:56) Double Countout!

As officials come down to separate the two. Nate steps onto the stage, mic in hand

GMNC: I must admit, despite the lackluster finish, that was one heck of a match you two put on. So how about we do it again next week..... (Crowd cheers) with the winner taking on Mari Ariana for the Onslaught Title at Home Sweet Hell!

The crowd pops, Shannon grins and Shizuru gets an evil grin on his face.

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S & M vs. Moosehead Jack & Stank - No Disqualification Match

The Saints come to the ring first to “Laser Canon Death Sentence” and they look under the ring for weapons. Moose and Stank then pull out tables, garbage cans full of plunder and chairs and toss them all into the ring. They then find a table laced with razor wire and prop it up against the area cordoned off for the bell ringer and ring announcer. S&M come out to the top to “Two Steps from Hell”. They stand at the top of the ramp and glare at The Saints inside the ring. They storm down the ramp and slide into the ring under the bottom ropes as the referee calls for the bell and this one is under way Tornado Tag Team Style!

Moose and Stank charge toward Edra and Chloe. S&M do not back down, and meet The Saints face to face and start throwing hands! Moose grabs Chloe and whips her to the corner driving her shoulder first into the steel post! Edra and Stank take turns hammering each other with haymakers before they turn grab chairs, and a chair duel ensues! Meanwhile Chloe has slumped to the mat while Moose removes the padding from the top turnbuckle! He then pulls Chloe to her feet and bounces her head off the exposed turnbuckle, repeatedly, eventually allowing Chloe to collapse to the floor in a bloody mess! Moose then snarls before he exits the ring, rummages underneath, and pulls out a board with barbed wire rolls stapled to it. Moose pushes the board into the ring then follows before he pulls Chloe back to her feet and tries to pick her up for a ALABAMA SLAM onto the board, but Chloe ends up REVERSING that, DDTing Moose onto the barbed wire!

Meanwhile, Stank and Edra are trading chair shots, Edra gets a shot into the mid section, then hits a baseball like swing to the head on a doubled over Stank, sending him to the floor! Edra runs over, as Moose untangles himself from the wire, and slams him across the back with the chair! Edra then whips Moose and sends him hard into the corner with the exposed turnbuckle! As he staggers back toward S&M, they BACKDROP him right back onto the barbed wire board! Moose writhes in pain while the barbs dig back into his flesh, and tear his skin as he tries to get up. With Moose stuck, literally, S&M turn their attention to Stank and roll him into the ring. Chloe follows him in and mounts Stank and pummels him while Edra slides a table in and props it up in the corner. S&M pull Stank to his feet and try a double whip him into the corner, but Stank stops them both short and reverses the whip sending S&M into the corner instead but, they stop short of the table and turn around just as Stank charges SPEARING both women THROUGH the table! Crowd erupts at this despite themselves as Stank is to his feet first, and pulls Edra to her feet and CLOTHESLINES her over the top rope to the floor!

Stank turns around to Chloe, but she has a chair which she tosses at Stank’s head, stunning him, then hits the ropes and clips him from behind! With Stank on the mat, Chloe grabs a piece of table and repeatedly slams it into Stank’s head opening a huge gash on his forehead much to the crowd’s simultaneous disgust and delight! Chloe stands over a bloody Stank triumphantly, glaring at her opponent under a rain of cheers. She doesn’t notice that Moosehead Jack has finally freed himself from the barbed wire board even as the crowd’s mood changes. Moose goes to the outside and reaches under the ring and turns this match into an impromptu TLC match when he finds the “L” in “TLC” and slides it under the ring. Moose climbs onto the apron and glares at Chloe, blood soaking into his torn shirt from numerous cuts and gashes in his back. He then slowly climbs into the ring and grabs the ladder. Chloe seems to finally sense something is up and turns around, and catches a ladder right to the face as the crowd moans loudly! Moose turns the ladder upside down and drives it into Chloe’s ribs several times, until she eventually coughs up some blood!

Edra recovers and rolls into the ring. She grabs Moose from behind and rakes the eyes! She then goes to whip Moose toward the ropes, but Moose reverses and follows her, CLOTHESLING her back out of the ring, but Edra lands on her feet, Undertaker style, and glares up at Moose, but a recovered Stank runs up behind Edra and catches her with a BIG BOOT to the back of the head that sends Edra into the RAZOR-WIRE LACED TABLE!! The crowd loses it as Stank, with no regard for his own body, climbs into the mess, slicing himself with razor-wire and splintered board. Stank grabs a piece of wire and wraps it around Edra’s head and tightens it, digging it deep into Edra’s skull and drawing enormous amounts of blood! Stank slams Edra’s head into the floor to make things worse. Edra to her credit, while taking an obscene amount of punishment, wraps a piece of wire around her fist and rolls over and NAILS Stank in the chest, each shot opening a new gash! This is sickening. Some audience members in the front row grow noticeably pale at the horror show.

Inside the ring Moose pulls Chloe to her feet and sends her to the ropes and catches her with a SPINEBUSTER! Moose then props the ladder in the corner and sends Chloe into the ladder face first, then slams the ladder back down on top of her. Moose gets a look in his eye, then sets up the ladder and starts to climb. Moose gets to the top of the ladder with an evil grin on his face then leaps, but at the last possible second Chloe moves and Moose crashes into the mat with a sickening thud! The crowd erupts into cheers at Moose’s pain! Outside the ring, Stank and Edra are hopelessly tangled in the wire, so both just fight to their feet, each one wrapped in wire, each step adding a fresh cut. Edra reaches into the garbage can and grabs a lead pipe, Stank rummages and grabs a sledgehammer. Edra tries to nail Stank with the pipe, but Stank moves, then swings like Babe Ruth with the sledgehammer, but Edra dodges and the sledge hits the steel post, snapping the handle, Edra swings the lead pipe again and slams it into Stank’s temple, then grabs the broken handle from the sledge and jabs it into Stank’s skull, only stopping when Stank suddenly scoops her up and SLAMS her onto the floor with a flash STANK-U!! Both lie on the floor bleeding profusely and gasping for breath!

Incredibly Moose appears to be bleeding the least among the four combatants in this match. He smiles broadly with pride at Stank from inside the ring at the carnage Stank and Edra had been inflicting on one another. He doesn’t notice a horribly bloody Chloe, as she gets to her feet and knocks the ladder over on top of Moose’s head, collapsing him to the mat! Chloe then staggers for a moment before she seems to get an idea. She folds the ladder up and lays it on the mat. She then opens the ladder and places Moose’s head in the middle. Chloe then grabs a chair and makes her way to the top rope, as the crowd buzzes with anticipation. What the hell is she thinking? Chloe leaps and hits an ARABIAN FACEBUSTER on the ladder! Driving the ladder shut on Moose’s head!!!! CHLOE writhes in pain on the mat, Moose might be DEAD!

Stank slowly gets to his feet and picks up the sledge head in his hand and waits for Edra to get to her feet, he then slams Edra in the face, sending her back to the floor! Stank finally untangles himself completely from the wire and looks into the ring and sees Chloe on the mat, he throws another table into the ring and sets it up, then sets up the ladder. He then walks over to Chloe and stoops down to pick her up, instead we have our first pin attempt in this match as Chloe pulls Stank down into an INSIDE CRADLE for TWO! Stank quickly breaks out of that, rises to his feet and stomps Chloe before she can make it to her feet! He then scoops her up and DRIVES her to the mat with a RUNNING POWERSLAM!

Opting for more punishment, Stank exits the ring and rummages around under the skirt and finds a can of lighter fluid! Oh shit! Stank then heads back into the ring with the can and begins dousing the table with fuel! Stank then exits the ring and walks over to the Van Halen Announce table (cuz we’re in PAN-AMA!) He asks David Lee Roth for his lighter, but Roth explains he’s just a gigolo and everywhere he goes people know the part he’s playing. Stank however doesn’t give a shit about any of that and BOP! Bozdee, Bozdee, BOP, didy, BOPS David Lee Roth’s head before reaching into his shirt pocket for the lighter. Eddie Van Halen snickers in amusement as Stank climbs back into the ring and heads over to the flammable table, but before he can do anything else, Chloe gets to her feet and ATTACKS from behind, nailing Stank with a CHAIR SHOT to the back of the head causing Stank to fall to his knees, as he drops the lighter on the mat! Edra, meanwhile, makes her way to her feet and begins slowly setting up a table on the outside.

Back in the ring, Chloe rolls Stank onto the fuel soaked table, then picks up the chair she just used on the back of his head and starts to climb the ladder. If she hits another Arabian Facebuster this match will be over! As Chloe gets to the top of the ladder however, Stank rolls off the table, and starts up the other side of the ladder. Stank catches her at the top and hammers away at Chloe and it appears that he is about to knock her off the ladder when Edra staggers into the ring and grabs the lighter, then sparks it and, SETS STANK ON FIRE!!!! Stank howls, Chloe smacks him in the head with the chair sending him off the ladder and THROUGH THE TABLE, SETTING THE TABLE ON FIRE AS WELL!!!! The HOLY SHITS from the crowd can be heard throughout South America and beyond, as Stank rises out of the wreckage, flailing about, and knocks over the ladder sending CHLOE over the top rope and THROUGH THE TABLE that had been set up by Edra to even more HOLY SHITS from the crowd! Stank stops, drops, and rolls as the ref races into the ring with a fire extinguisher and blasts out the flames on Stank and the table leaving the wreckage of the table, and Stank, a smoldering mess in the center of the ring! All is still for a few moments as the crowd applauds appreciatively and takes it all in, man!

Their appreciation is short lived as they boo while Moose begins to stir, but Edra pulls herself to her feet as Moose gets to his feet. Edra then picks up a piece of the charred table and catches Moose between the eyes sending Moose between the ropes to the floor, where he appears to land awkwardly on his neck and shoulder! Edra then turns and pulls a barely conscious Stank to his feet and swings wildly, but Stank blocks and the two begin to methodically trade exhaustive HAYMAKERS in the center of the ring! Moose meanwhile slowly turns over onto his hands and knees and glares down at a strand of razor-wire.

Back in the ring, Edra kicks Stank in the gut stooping him over, then locks him in for a DDT, but Stank with the last bit of strength he has left, hauls her up for a STANK-U, but Edra slips over Stank’s shoulder and spins Stank around and PLANTS him with a DDT on the edge of the ladder! Stank’s head snaps back off the ladder and it appears he is out! Edra then staggers to her feet, and turns around, RIGHT INTO a RAZOR-WIRE WRAPPED BUISAKU KNEE from Moosehead Jack out of NOWHERE! Moose collapses on top of Edra under a rain of boos and the ref MERCIFULLY counts to THREE!

Your Winners (Pinfall; 32:33) The Saints of Sinners!

After the match, OOWF Medical (ALL of them) make their way down to the ring, stretchering both teams away from the carnage to the back, as a cleanup crew arrives to clear the ring of debris and whatever pieces of themselves The Saints and S&M left behind. The crowd sits back and tries to catch their breath as a promo for the next Pay-Per-View starts up on the OOWFaTron!

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Gods of War vs. Beverly Cambridge & Kylie Mignolio - Non Title Match

We get Beverly and Agrius to start. Agrius takes control quickly with a Big Boot and a Sidewalk Slam. Beverly evades a legdrop and hits him with a springboard Enziguri. She hits the ropes for a flying forearm, and nails Agrius, only to fall straight to the mat. Agrius stands there, unmoved. he reaches to grab her collar, and beverly somersaults out opf the way, hitting a dropkick. Agrius weebles but does not wobble, and Beverly tags in Kylie. They look for a double backdrop on Agrius, but he blocks it and delivers a Double DDT! Agrius tries to cover Beverly, and then argus with the official for not counting. This gives Kylie the opening to get to her feet and drop an elbow on Agrius. She gets to the top turnbuckle as he gets to his feet High, arcing Moonsault! CAUGHT! TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER! 1....2..... NO!

Russ: How did Kylie kick out!
Razz: She's resilliant! Has to be after taking that move!

Agrius is frustrated, and tags in Tytan. Tytan comes barrelling in and levels Kylie with a clothesline. She pops back up, but Tytan is prepared and catches her with a Bicycle Kick. Kylie rolls to the floor and Tytan gives chase. She runs around the post towards her corner. As Tytan rounds the same post, beverly catches him with a running knee! Tytan recoils into the barricade. Beverly waits for him to get to his feet and DIVES off the apron at him, Only to be SPEARED OUT OF MID AIR by Agrius!

Russ: God as my witness, Agrius just broke Beverly in HALF!
Razz: I don't know how, but she's moving! and agrius hit the concrete pretty hard himself there!

Kylie hits the ropes and comes flying off at Tytan as he rolls into the ring. Her dive backs him into the corner and he slumps to his knees. Kylie steps back...SHINING WIZARD.... but Tytan Ducked! Kylie eats canvas! She staggers to her feet. She spies beverly and Agrius on the floor both pulling themselves to their feet now, and turns around... INTO THE WRATH OF GOD! 1....2.....3! Beverly can't get back in the ring in time to stop it!

Your Winners (Pinfall; 10:35) Gods of War!

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Nick Fleming (C) vs. Jack Bullet - Intercontinental Title Match

DING!!! DING!!!

Jack immediately exits his corner and approaches the center of the ring while Nick stands back, taking his time and thinking things over in his head. Stepping away from his corner as well, Nick approaches Jack until the two stand only a few feet apart. They begin to circle the center of the ring, keeping a close eye on the other while looking for the right opportunity to make their move. After a few moments pass, the two lock up. Jack quickly overpowers Nick, walking him backwards across the ring until his back presses against the ropes. Letting up, Jack holds both hands up and takes a step back away from Nick. In the blink of an eye, Jack then lunges forward and connects with a forearm shot to Nick’s head.

Kicking Nick in the stomach, Jack forces him to fold over and as he does, he locks onto Nick’s wrist and whips him to the far ropes. As Nick hits the ropes and comes back on the rebound, Jack charges in and hits him with a running European uppercut, stopping Nick in his tracks and whipping his head back. Grabbing ahold of Nick, Jack locks lock onto his head before spinning them both sideways and dropping Nick to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker. Jack instantly rolls over and pushes himself up to one knee only to see Nick getting up rather quickly as well. Before Nick can rise, Jack pops up and rushes in, hitting him with a lifting knee to the face and dropping him flat on his back.

Nick bounces up from the mat but before he can stand, Jack closes in on him, kicking him while he’s down and keeping him down. After wearing Nick out quickly, Jack pulls Nick up to his feet and then lifts him in the air before dropping him with an atomic drop. Nick’s body stiffens as he takes baby steps backwards. Running forward, Jack then levels him with a clothesline, dropping Nick to his back while coming down on his knees as well before Nick. Laying across Nick, Jack goes for the pin as the official slides in with the count.

ONE
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Russ: ”Nick gets a shoulder up!”
Razz: ”Jack isn’t wasting anytime, using his experience.”

Pushing himself up, Jack grabs onto Nick’s arm and pulls him up as well. Catching Jack off guard, Nick kicks him in the stomach and then locks onto his arm. He then goes to whip Jack to the ropes but before he can release, Jack reverses the throw and whips Nick to the ropes instead. Thinking quickly on his feet, Nick leaps forward into the air, planting both feet on the middle rope. He then springboards off and spins around to face Jack as he closes the gap between them. Wrapping his arm around Jack’s head, Nick spins him around as well, planting his head into the canvas with a tornado DDT. Jack’s body rolls over as he lays across the canvas on his back. Rolling over and covering Jack quickly, Nick hooks the leg as the official rushes in with the count.

ONE
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TW–

Popping his shoulder up from the mat, Jack breaks up the officials count, leaving Nick speechless. Nick leans up and back, on both knees looking over Jack. Out of nowhere, Jack reaches up, grabs onto Nick’s head and holds it in place as he rolls his body backwards, lifting his legs up from the mat and driving a knee into the side of Nick’s head. Falling to his side, Nick hits the mat as Jack pops back to his feet. Picking Nick up from the mat, Jack holds him horizontally before walking to the center of the ring and dropping him across his knee with a backbreaker. Not releasing Nick, Jack stands back to both feet and then drops Nick across his knee with a second backbreaker. Still not letting Nick roll off his knee and fall to the mat, Jack stands back up a second time with Nick in his arms. Lifting Nick’s lower body, Jack throws him down to the mat with a body slam. He then turns to his right and takes off for the ropes. Coming back on the rebound, Jack comes down across Nick’s throat with a leg drop, pinning his head to the mat as his feet launch straight up into the air. Jack then makes the quick cover as the official races over for the count.

ONE
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TW–

Russ: ”Nick kicks out at the two count.”
Razz: ”Nick seriously needs to get his head in the game. Jack is taking him to school right now and Nick is flunking out.”

Pulling Nick to his feet, Jack hits him in the chops with a European uppercut before grabbing onto his wrist and backing him up across the ring. As Nick’s back presses against the ropes, Jack uses it to bounce him off before whipping him across the ring. Hitting the ropes and coming back of the rebound, Nick moves in closer and closer to Jack as Jack charges at him full speed. Kicking his foot up from the mat, Jack tries to take Nick’s head off with a running big boot but misses as Nick drops to the mat and slides underneath.

Popping up to his feet, Nick quickly brushes himself off as Jack spins around and lunges in his direction with a overhead right. Ducking out of the way, Nick hits the ropes behind Jack before bouncing off and taking the veteran down to the mat with a running bulldog. As Nick rises, so does Jack. Jumping straight up, Nick hits Jack with a dropkick. Remaining on his feet, Jack doesn’t lose his footing as Nick quickly races back to his feet. Jumping up once again, Nick hits Jack with a second dropkick, this time directly in the chest. Stumbling backwards, Jack falls to the ropes as Nick pushes himself back up. Hitting the ropes and bouncing forward, Jack falls into Nick’s arm before being lifted into the air, spun around and dropped across Nick’s knee with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker.

Razz: ”Nick’s found some momentum here folks.”
Russ: ”There’s no doubt that Nick was the speed advantage over Jack and he proved it right there as he turned this thing around.”
Razz: ”If he can just remain focused, he can quickly end this one.”

Climbing to the top, Nick towers over the ring with Jack down on his back not far and within distance. The fans call to Nick, expecting his reaction in return. Surprisingly, Nick doesn’t give in. He quickly turns around to face Jack before preparing for his jump. After a patting his chest a couple of times, Nick then leaps forward from the corner and soars through the air. As he nears Jack, he comes down on him with a Frog Splash.

Russ: ”There it is folks!”

Hooking Jack’s leg, Nick makes the cover as the official slides in beside them for the count.

ONE
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TWO
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THREE!!!

Your Winner (13:29) Intercontinental Champion Nick Fleming!

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Ghosthead (C) vs. Mari Ariana - OOWF World Title Match

The champions both make their way to the ring. Mari eyes Ghosthead cautiously. The bell rings and they lock up. Ghosthead shoves Mari off and spends the early part of the match dominating her with power moves. Ghost sneers at Mari and doesn’t seem to be taking the match very seriously, which clearly annoys Mari. Ghost goes for a half-hearted clothesline which Mari easily ducks, Mari puts on the brakes, turns, and SLAPS THE TASTE OUT OF GHOSTHEAD’S MOUTH! Ghost glares at her with a look of shock. This just got real. Mari dares him to come after her, and he does.

Ghost now is completely in the match, but Mari was playing him with a little rope a dope, she avoids some of the power moves and peppers Ghost with shots of her own. Ghost gets more and more frustrated at the rookie hanging with him. As the time limit approaches, Mari lands a superkick that staggers Ghost to the corner, she turns him around and runs him to the opposite corner and hits CHAOS THEORY! Mari bridges on the German and gets a two count. Ghost is quickly to his feet and grabs Mari by the throat and goozles her, lifts her in the air for a CHOKESLAM, but Mari slips free and locks Ghost in a Triangle Choke! The champ quickly makes it to the ropes forcing the break. Mari releases the hold and waits for Ghost to turn around, then POPS him with a SUPERKICK! Ghost catches the leg and dragon Screw Leg Whips her to the mat. Tiger Driver 97! Ghost to the top turnbuckle.. Spectre’s Fall! 1…2…3!

Your Winner (Pinfall 12:56) OOWF World Champion Ghosthead!

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