[Jack Quinn]

OOWF Home Sweet Hell 3 (#857)
Live! From Johnstown, PA
April 29, 2018

OOWF Title vs. Title Match
Mac Flasher vs. Bridget O'Malley

OOWF World Tag Team Title Match
The Saints of Sinners vs. Texpress

OOWF Onslaught Championship Match
Jack Bullett vs. Kylie Mignolio

Steel Cage Match
Banned From Everywhere vs. Beer Money

Shannon Mann vs. Shizuru-Mume Maguniku Cox
Zed vs. Firewoman
Mai vs. Ghosthead vs. Stank


Card subject to unusually heavy rains that night.......

[Road Warrior Shark]

~~~ Outside the OOWF Arena in Cheyenne, Chad, Bridgette and Zane are boarding the Texpress Express (after being reluctantly cleared by OOWF Medical) Chad's phone buzzes and he stops to read a message. He laughs slightly and shakes his head. ~~~

Zane: What?

Chad: Oh, nothing. Just a message from Davin Moreland of all people.

Zane: What'd he have to say? Enjoying life in the Virgin islands I assume?

Chad: He and Mickie were watching Mayhem and she wanted to say hi to Uncle Chad.

Zane: Cute kid. What is she, like 8 or so now?

Chad: Something like that. He passed along some advice for our match this week.

~~~ Zane drops his bags. ~~~

Zane: Who?

Chad: Who else? Folz & Fulton.

Zane: (picking his bags back up and putting them in the cargo hold) Good. What'd he say?

Chad: Here. Read it for yourself

~~~ Chad show Zane his phone

So listen, I know you guys wouldn't stoop this low, but dealing with Fulton is easy. He's overly sensitive. I think I proved that time after time after time. Just say a few passive-aggressive things about him being fat or a slob (or both) and he folds worse than a fish to a check-raise. Trust Me. I lived in his head so long I bought a time-share there. Won't take much. And, he's a middling wrestler at best. You two can focus on trapping Folz, and Futon will fall all over himself at some point. I mean the guy couldn't hold my jock years ago, and I know he hasn't gotten better since then, so no sweat. You guys will be golden come Sunday.

Zane shakes his head ~~~

Chad: Same old Davin.

Zane: Yeah, not happening. I might not like the man, I may not respect him, but he isn't going to crumble like that.

Chad: Crumble like a cookie?

The Ghost of Gorilla Monsoon: WILL YOU STOP!?

Zane: THAT'S ENOUGH!!

~~~ A flustered Zane climbs up the steps onto the bus. Chad follows ~~~

Chad: Yep. Same old Davin.

~~~ And we fade ~~~

[Jack Quinn]

<part 2>

<Moose and Sizzle are walking down the hallways of the Cheyenne Rodeo Palace just chatting>

MHJ: So, Sizzle, what makes you want to join the………New Orleans Saints?

S: Number One Super Geniu………ummmmmmm………Sizzle wants to be Number One Super Bad Guy and Moosey, Stinkyman, Crushman, Firelady and Folzom Prison are the Number One Super Bad Guy Group!

MHJ: Oh, we’re not so bad, we’re all good guys

S: Crushman almost killed Max Power!

MHJ: Max just wasn’t ready for the OOWF

S: Firelady tried to kill sister of Sizzle’s Number One Forever girlfriend!

MHJ: Nah, she never tried to kill her

S: Folzom Prison broke Sizzle’s ankle!

MHJ: Clearly that was an accident

S: Sizzle not so sure. Stinkyman, broke Moosey’s neck!

MHJ: We were just working out some misunderstandings, I got better

S: But Moosey threw fire at Number One Super Genius! Made him wear a mask!

MHJ: Oh that! No, you misunderstood that, that was faulty wiring

S: In the ing?

MHJ: Yes!

<as they round the corner toward the Destroyitarium, 13 leans out and gives Moose the high sign>

MHJ: Sizzle, I want to show you that we are not bad people at all! The reputation of the Saints has been completely besmirched by Juni

S: What is, besmirched?

MHJ: He thinks we’re mean, but we’re not! He thinks we are blood thirsty savages, well would blood thirsty savages live like this?

<they walk into the Destroyitarium and all the tables have crisp clean linens, there is a buffet spread in crystal bowls and stainless steel warming pans, there is a small group of musicians performing classical music, and somehow there is a chandelier hanging from the ceiling. 13, dressed in her finest, walks over to Sizzle, who is wide eyed with shock>

13: Welcome Sizzle, would you care for caviar?

S: Ummmm

13: How about some sushi? I will have Lou prepare it for you

<Lou tips a spatula to his head and continues preparing the food, Sizzle wanders around the Destroyitarium looking at the art on the wall and listening to the music in disbelief. 13 walks over to Jack>

MHJ: Nice touch with the chandelier, where the hell did you get THAT?

13: In the Assorted Non-Lethal Weapons room

MHJ: We had a CHANDOLIER in there?

13: We did

<as Sizzle walks around, Stank steps out of a side room in a smoking jacket smoking a pipe (or at least pretending to) he walks up to Sizzle and pats him on the back>

Sta: <in a British accentWhy Shizuru-mume Maguniku Cox, how are you dear boy?

S: Stinkyman talk funny! Like the Queen in England

Sta: Oh Sizzle ol chap, this is how refined people talk! See chum, the Saints are not what you think they are, no sir! Come with me, let me show you what we do here

<they walk through a door into a beautiful flower room filled with all kinds of blooming flowers, topiary resembling the Saints and fountains. Moose and 13 follow shortly after>

S: Wow!

Sta: You see, we in the Saints prefer the more refined thing. Like chess, do you play?

S: Sizzle likes checkers, Sizzle number one super checkers player

Sta: Dear boy, that is delightful. Worry not, we shall teach you the finer points of chess in due time. Let me show you this

<they come to a little bonsai tree>

S: Sizzle knows what that is!

Sta: This bonsai tree is over two hundred years old. It has been passed through my family, and now I bring it to my family. The meticulous care it takes to keep this tree alive is a joy shared by all of us

S: Even Mooseyhead Jack?

Sta: <laughing> ESPECIALLY Jack. He loves that Bonsai tree and would do anything to protect it. You could say the bonsai soothes the savage beast. We all come here after matches and maintain the inner sanctuary of the Destroyitarium

<there is a knock on an adjacent door and Matt Folz, dressed in a suit and tie, pokes his head in>

MF: Lucas, don’t keep our company here in this place of peace and tranquility! The Saints have more to offer! Come with me Sizzle

<they walk through the door and we see about a dozen children seated at a tables while Jamie Folz stands up front teaching the children to read (the lesson today is ECOSYSTEM IS NOT YOUR FRIEND) Jamie patiently explains why, answering questions as they come and showing the kids how to write that in their notebooks>

S: Jamie Folzsom Prison is a teacher?

MF: <half sitting on the desk, he takes his glasses off and gives them a polish> Sizzle, we ALL are. The Saints believe in education, the more you know, the better you are.

S: But……Sizzle doesn’t know much!

MF: Exactly my point! We don’t only want to expand your mind, but we teach you to grow. The more you grow, the more you know, and as you grow, you will know all the wrestling moves. You could be Number One OOWF world champion my friend. Can Juni do that for you?

S: No?

MF: Exactly. Education is everything.

<another knock on the door and Stan Fulton comes in, apron around his waist holding a big pot of soup>

SF: There’s Sizzle! Sizzle………come help me for a moment!

<Sizzle heads through the door with Stan, Moose and 13 follow, but before they go, Moose turns to Matt>

MHJ: Moose loves the bonsai tree, eh?

MF: You seriously love that tree

<Moose shakes his head and catches up with the others, we see a small kitchen with several pots of soup cooking. Numerous homeless people wait in line to be served while many more are sitting at the tables>

S: New Orleans Saints of Sinners Soup Kitchen?

SF: You bet! Sizzle, what do you think of money?

S: Well, number one super genius Eco told Sizzle that money is everything! No things are better than money!

SF: Do you have money?

S: <looking down> No, Sizzle on per show contract

SF: So…….look around you, do these people have money?

S: No…….

SF: Is Eco helping them?

S: No…….

SF: But we are. We see the people who need some help and we help them. We feed these poor homeless people, we take people and help them, not hurt them

S: But Number One Sup…….

SF: Doesn’t seem to know what he’s talking about, does he?

S: Ummmmm

<the Saints and Sizzle head back to the main bar and walk toward the door>

MHJ: Sizzle thank you so much for coming by, I hope this really helps you better understand the New Orleans Saints of Sinners

SF: We’re not what people think we are

MF: Who is the REAL enemy in all this? Look around you, could we really be the bad guys?

S: ……………..

Sta: <British accent again> Dear boy, look into yourself, deeply. I think you will find who is lying to you and who is telling the truth. Now, unfortunately we must part company, we have a bible study in the inner sanctum in a few minutes, that is reserved for members only, you see.

S: Thank you Moosey, Stinkyman, Crushman, Folzsom Prison, and Lady Folzsom Prison. Sizzle has a lot to think about!

<Sizzle leaves through the door and everyone relaxes>

SF: Do you REALLY think he is going to buy this?

MHJ: every single word of it. And it all goes back to Juni

<everyone smirks and we fade to black>

[blownspot]

We fade back in from commercial break and 13 returns from peeking outside in the hallway watching for Sizzlechest.

13 - He's coming back!

Everyone scrambles for their seats while Stank tosses Moose a bible. Moose catches it and it SHOCKINGLY bursts into flames before vaporizing into a cloud of smoke and embers. Moose coughs and swats away at the smoke.

Stank - Jesus, Moose!

MHJ - *cough* Jesus yourself! *cough*You know better than to toss me a *cough* REAL bible!

SF - Why do we have a real bible?

MF - I thought it was a prop?

Stank - So did I actually.

13 - Guys! How are we to pretend to have a bible study without-

Sizzlechest walks back in cutting off 13's words.  Moose swats and waves away the remaining smoke, as everyone quickly sits and Matt improvises, saying...

MF - AND GOD SAID... uh... be cool to those whom YE would have... be cool to you... right?

13 - Yeah?... uh... In the beginning... God made stuff like... the Earth and things.

Stank rolls his eyes, mumbling under his breath.

Stank - ForFUCKSsake... Hey guys I always liked Ezekiel 25:17.

Moosehead Jack's eyes light up.

MHJ - I know THAT one.

Stank - Say on, brother Moose.

Moose makes a show of clearing his throat before speaking.

MHJ - The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of the darkness. For he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children...

Moose rises to his feet and clenches his fist before continuing.

MHJ - ...And I will STRIKE down upon thee with GREAT vengeance and FURIOUS ANGER those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know I am the Lord when I LAY MY VENGEANCE upon you!

SF - Where have I heard that?

MF - Pulp Fiction?

Stank smiles

Stank - Thus concludes our bible study.

Sizzlechest shrugs his shoulders and turns around before walking back out.

13 - Hallelujah!

*Fade*

[Leo]

Danny Taylor, with Vic Deniro by his side, entertains Brick and Carl Sack, CEO of Bullet Brands, in his office.

Brick: I am very concerned about how unsafe Jack Bullet has been working. He has put two wrestlers on the shelf in the past month.

CS: The injury to Christian Carter was within the confines of the match stipulations. The injury to Demon Smoke on the last Mayhem was unintentional and it should be noted that Jack Bullet spent the night at the hospital next to Demon Smoke's side.

Brick: Bull, Jackie Boy knew what he was doing with that top rope Kinnuku Buster. Who even knew that was a damn move? It's dangerous.

CS: I have Jack Bullet's word he will never use that move ever again.

Brick: I demand Bullet be suspended and the Kinnuku Buster banned from OOWF.

Taylor speaks to Deniro in sign language.

VD: Since the Kinnuku Buster is such a rare move, banning it would seem overkill at this time. Also, suspending Jack Bullet would also seem to be an extreme measure.

Brick: How many more people does he have to hurt? Is it overkill if Bullet literally kills someone? What if he crushes Kylie Mignolio's windpipe or pops her eye out of the socket on Sunday at the pay-per-view. She's a got a small child to worry about. I think it's a girl, I'm not good with your human gender definitions.

Taylor signs more to Vic

VD: We're sure Kylie can handle herself just fine and Jack Bullet is a veteran who is one of the most safe workers Danny has ever seen.

Brick: I'm just lucky he didn't kill Zed in the recent matches they've had. I'll be watching the match Sunday very closely and if Bullet injures Kylie I will be going to the state athletic bureau and other governing organizations.

Brick stands up from his seat and walks out in a huff. Taylor signs more to Deniro, who then addresses Sack.

VD: Danny hopes that Jack Bullet appreciates the opportunities he's been given in the Onslaught Division. He wouldn't be getting them if he didn't deserve them.

CS: We believe he deserves world title opportunities more. Something we wold expect a 'Danny Guy' to have.

Taylor signs more.

VD: In as much as Danny would have a guy, Jack Bullet would never be showed favoritism no matter what might erupt between Ecosystem and the Saints. Let's see if he can hold onto the Onslaught Title for more than one defense before we get into the World Title picture.

CS: Fair enough.

Sack stands and shakes Danny's hand as we fade.

[Sportsguy]

We fade back in where Spot's promo left off.

13: He's coming back again.

Matt: It's alright, I got this. You all just follow my lead.

The Saints just shrug as Sizzle comes back into the room.

Matt: We were just wrapping up here, but I do have one more prayer to say. Brother Sizzle, please feel free and join us. Everyone grab hands and bow your heads.

The Saints all join hands as Matt begins.

Matt: Dear Football Gods (Everyone groans), since that glorious day in February 2011, you in your infinite wisdom have decided to inflict misfortune on my team. The 15-1 defending champions losing yet another game at home to Corky from Life Goes On. Our 975 year old defensive coordinator never once thinking to adjust against the read option in two straight losses to San Francisco. The Down Syndrome patient masquerading as our head coach completely fucking up in every way the Seattle game. BRANDON FUCKING BOSTICK! Fatty McFucktard not going for 2 against Arizona, despite the fact that their defense was completely gassed and couldn't stop a fucking high school team at that point. Subsequently predictably not being able to tackle Larry Fitzgerald in over time of that game. Our head coach still being allowed to be employed in the NFL instead of a job more suited to his mental capacities: offensive coordinator at a shitty D3 school. Ted Thompson ignoring free agency for years and then when he finally jumped in it was signing Martellus Fucking Bennett. Deciding to solve our problem at backup quarterback by trading for the only human being alive who was somehow even WORSE at his job than Brett Hundley was last year. And of course, Mike McCarthy.

But Football Gods, I have room in my heart to forgive you for all of that. And if you could see to it that one of your talented defensive children: Tremaine Edmunds, Roquan Smith, Minkah Fitzpatrick, Denzel Ward, Derwin James, Bradley Chubb might be out of the realm of possibility... but if you could see to it that one of them goes to Green Bay tonight then I'm wiling to call the whole thing even. In Saint Vincent's name, Amen.

Saints: Amen.

Matt: Thus concludes this week's prayer group.

The Saints all shake their heads and go their separate ways. Stan Fulton comes up to his tag team partner.

Stan: You know you need an edge rusher right? No Landry or Davenport on your list?

Matt: IF the 6 names I mentioned are gone, and they probably will be I admit, then I'm okay with Landry. Davenport? No. He might turn out to be DeMarcus Ware, who knows. But I don't want to waste another year of Rodgers' career on a project. I NEED someone to contribute now goddammit.

Stan: Got it.

Matt: You, me and a reluctant Jaime having wings and watching the first round in my suite?

Stan: Count me in.

The tag team champions fist bump as we......FADE.

[Zed]

House show, Altoona, Pennsylvania. Zed strolls towards the ring after an opening match involving local talent with BRICK~! In tow and the crowd booing lustily.

Z: Man, it feels good to be back in Pennsylvania! I am so loved here!

The boos continue

Z: And I’m really looking forward to Sunday, just down the road in Johnstown! Two former world champions, two OOWF Invitational champions, the 2017 Wrestler of the Year and a Grand Slam winner, toe-to-toe in the squared circle headlining Home Sweet Hell! It’s Zed versus Firewoman!

Polite applause for Fire wins out over booing Zed.

B: You’re uh … you’re not the main event, Zed.

Z: What?! How is that possible?! A match like Zed versus Firewoman isn’t the main attraction?

B: I’m afraid not.

Z: Then what is?!

B: Mac Flasher versus Bridget O’Malley.

The crowd cheers and starts a “Mac! Mac! Mac!” chant.

Z: But I swear on my itinerary it shows me as the last match of the night! I didn’t even see them anywhere on it!

B: That’s because we have to leave after your match, remember?

Z: … Oh, yes! That’s right! Because Mac Flasher, unlike The Last True Role Model, is so afraid of a challenge, he’d rather sign a contract barring me from the arena, lest I spoil his homecoming, than just focus on his job as champion!

The boos come back in full force.

Z: Alas, I suppose here’s what we will do, BRICK~! We will go to Johnstown Sunday night. We will prepare for an excellent match, which will undubtedly steal the show. And then, being the True Role Models we are, will make our exit politely and without disturbance, before we steal any more spotlight from precious Mac’s playdate with 37. Besides, Mac did us a favor. We get to leave this wasteland of a state before the rest of the roster. Denver will be heavenly compared to this.

[The Canadian Content]

Apr 26, 2018 18:59:50 GMT -5 Zed said:

The boos continue

*Skurge hears "booze" and pokes his head out from behind the curtain. The crowd boos louder, Skurge clues in, and he ducks backstage for another six months...

*FADE*

[Leo]

Kylie Mignolio and her six-year-old niece Josephine sit on a bed in a hotel room. Kylie absentmindedly braids Josephine’s hair as she watches “Shimmer and Shine.” A knock is then heard at the door. Mignolio kisses Josephine on the head and rolls out from behind, to her feet and walks over to the door. She opens it to find “Silver Eagle” Jack Bullet.

“Mind if I come in,” he asks.

Kylie is at first a bit surprised, but then smiles and says, “sure.”

He enters and Kylie notices he’s holding something in his right hand. Bullet catches her eyes looking down.

“Uh…it’s an Ellsworth the Eagle doll for your niece, we have plenty of these at Bullet Brands,” he says. “Is it alright if I give it to her?”

“Of course,” Kylie replies.

“What’s her name again,” Bullet asks as he approaches her.

“It’s Josephine,” Mignolio then speaks to her niece. “This is Mr. Bullet, he has a present for you.”

Josephine turns her head to look at Bullet. “I know you. You’re going to lose on Sunday.”

“Josephine,” Mignolio scolds. Jack just laughs.

“Well, we will just have to see about that, but It wouldn’t surprise me or wound my ego if I did,” he says.

Bullet hands the stuffed animal to Josephine. She cuddles it to her chest and returns to watching television.

“I also want you to know that I feel terrible about what happened with Demon Smoke on Mayhem,” Bullet says to Kylie. “It wasn’t intentional.”

“I know that,” Mignolio responds. “What Brick said today was ludicrous. He’s just trying to still get at you. There are few others I would trust completely in the ring. Especially now, I have to be even more careful because of Josephine. If something happens to me, I can’t imagine what would happen to her…” Kylie lets her voice trail off.

“I have two kids myself, you know,” Bullet states. “Teenagers now, I unfortunately haven’t seen them for awhile. How old is Josephine?”

“She’s six,” Kylie answers.

“Ah, that’s a great age. Just starting school. Just starting to have opinions and think for themselves,” Jack says. “The road isn’t a place for a kid, but I respect you for trying to make it work.”

“Thanks, Jack, I appreciate that,” she says.

Jack clears his throat and turns back toward the door. “Well, I should probably get going. Best of luck to you on Sunday.”

“I won’t need it,” Mignolio says with a smile.

Bullet smiles himself and gives a slight laugh. “There you go.” Bullet exits. Kylie closes the door and the scene fades.

[Chris Eco]

Mai is PERCHED~! on the rooftop of the Cambria County War Memorial Arena in Johnstown, Pennsylvania.

Mai: So here we are. Right back in Johnstown, a victory lap for the homecoming hero. And Mai Muyo . . . the Grand Slam Champion, the record-setting Intercontinental Champion . . . is jerking the curtain with two other former World Champions.

And why not? I've heard all the internet and dirtsheet chatter about me - not from the paying customers of our shows, of course, but the people sending messages from their mom's basement. They stop jerking off to Japanese women in tentacle porn, switch to jerking off to pictures of me, and then take the time to comment about how "boring" Mai is now and how "Mai being a bitch" is just a "stupid gimmick" and the OOWF has really "jumped the shark on this one." Honestly, I'm surprised they don't mix their windows and type "jumping the squid."

But yeah, I admit it. I'm being a bitch. Because everyone knows what a bitch is. She's a woman who stands up for herself in the same way a man does.

Let's review the tape. I threw blows at people who didn't strike me first, I admit it. Guess what? I've done that before. Only before, it was Moosehead Jack, and Stank, and LD Williams, and Matt Folz, and people you all agreed had it coming, people you all agreed could take it. And they could take it. For all their flaws, the Saints know the difference between trying to kill someone, and trying to send a message. And that's why Matt and I have said to each other, many times, that we've never done anything "unforgivable" to the other.

Now, I know the complaint. Well, the Saints attacked others, and Mac and Bridget would never do that, and they only threw a few tough words your way - you know what? Yes, I am entitled to punch back when I get punched. But I'm also entitled to punch back when I get disrespected. And the way Mac and Bridget treated me - a multi-time champion, their senior in this business - they disrespected me, they pushed me aside, they weren't content to share the spotlight, they wanted it for themselves.

And this Sunday, they have it. And that's fine. They earned it. It's just business. But it's also business when I, once in a while--not every night, not every week, but once in a while--decide to throw a few blows to remind them that this is still . . . Mai Yard.

As for my match this Sunday . . . Firewoman, because you've been upset about my interactions with Lucas as of late, putting my hands on or near your man, let me be clear about my intentions.

On Sunday, at Home Sweet Hell, I am going to make the greatest opening entrance of all time. Then, I am going to kick Ghosthead's head off and leave the Ghost part rolling out of the ring. And then, I am going to put my hands ALL OVER your man. Not only am I going to touch, I'm going to grab . . . and squeeze . . . and grope. In fact, I'm going to throw my arms around his neck, wrap my legs around him, and pull him close between my thighs . . .

. . . and choke him the fuck out. Again.

FADE

[snelson66]

FADE back in on the rooftop of the Cambria County War Memorial Arena in Johnstown, Pennsylvania. Mai Muyo is still perched there.

Voice off Camera: “Tough talk from someone that hands out friendship bracelets.”

Mai turns around and there is one half of the OOWF World Tag Team Champions, The Crusher Stan Fulton.

SF: “Or are you working on being Batgirl?”

MM: “Did you just come up here to insult me or was it to badger me about joining the Saints against my brother?”

SF: “Mai. You know me better than that. Think for a moment about why I would be up here.”

Mai does, looks ashamed and runs into a hug from her old friend.

SF: “I’m sorry I didn’t come talk to you sooner, Mèimei. I was working out how and why I came back.”

MM: “I wondered if we were still friends when you didn't come visit me.”

SF: “We’re more than friends. We’re like family, little one.”

MM: “I’ve missed you.”

SF: “Missed you too. You’ve done well for yourself here.”

MM: “Things have gotten... complicated.”

SF: “It’s the OOWF. Complicated doesn’t even begin to describe it. Just make sure you don’t lose your way. Ignore what everyone else expects of you, including the Saints and including your brother. Do what feels right for you. Inside your heart. That is the true path for happiness.”

MM: “You’re even more philosophical since you were last here.”

SF: “It’s the only thing that made me accept what I’ve done and what I have to do.”

MM: “Juni still thinks fondly of you.”

SF: “I know. I still feel the same of him. I don’t look forward to this coming war. I hope I can, how shall I say, temper the most violent of tendencies on all sides. But if war is necessary, it shall be done. I don’t want to see you hurt, Mai. And Juni will not protect you like I could.”

MM: “He’s my brother, Stan. He won’t let anything happen to me.”

SF: “Do not be so sure, Mèimei. You know his ambitions can occasionally get in the way of his better judgement. Just as your anger tends to get in your way. I saw your promo before I stepped out. Pretty vicious.”

MM: (getting angry again) “I had to get vicious to survive here! You were gone, Juni was ... being Juni. I had to pull out every ounce of rage I had just to avoid being maimed or worse.”

SF: (putting up his hands in a placating gesture) “Back down, Mai. I’m not your enemy.”

MM: “Sorry. I’ve gone through a lot here.”

SF: “I know. I’ve watched OOWF-TV.”

MM: “Why did you leave? I needed you here, Stan. I needed someone’s ear to bend when I was down. When I needed a friend the most, you were gone. It hurt, Stan. It really hurt.”

SF: “I was in a really dark place, Mai. You of all people know what this place does.”

MM: “I do. But you see, though, Stan? I took that hurt and I made it my own now. I’m not your little mèimei anymore. I won’t take it easy on Stank just because you’re back with them now.”

SF: “Never expected you to, spitfire. Go out there and kick ass. It’s what we do. I’ve come to terms with my pains and my dark places. I’m able to turn it off outside the ring. I know what I can do doesn’t work for everyone, so like I said, you do what you do. I won’t pressure you, but I hope you’ll join us soon. Matt and I will always have your back. And Jamie misses hanging around with you.”

Fulton sighs.

SF: “I should be going. Matt wants to go over some Texpress film for Sunday.”

MM: “I forgot. Congratulations.”

SF: “Thanks. I’ve got some work to do to catch up to others in Grand Slams. This was a start. It’s nice to have some gold again. I’ve missed it.”

MM: “You always were championship material.”

SF: “So are you.”

Fulton appears to get more intense.

SF: “Channel your anger, Mai Muyo. Don’t let the external override the internal.”

Mai smiles.

MM: “You’re not being the ball, Danny.”

SF: “Well it’s hard to be the ball with you talking...”

The two share a smile, fist bump and Stan walks back to the stairway off the roof. He speaks without turning back around.

SF: “And Mail?”

MM: “What?”

SF: “You’ll always be my Mèimei.”

Fulton heads downstairs as we FADE.

[Sportsguy]

We fade in and see Matt and Jaime Folz jogging. They come across Mai Muyo doing the same. Matt stops, takes out his headphones and motions Mai to do the same. Matt points at a nearby bench, Mai sighs and hesitates before nodding and sitting.

Mai: So is this where you tell me that the Saints are misunderstood and that Moose is actually being nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize?

Matt laughs.

Matt: Hey this thing with Sizzle is Moose's deal, I'd much rather just take Happy Deth Bat and squash Sizzle's head like a melon. But I'll play along a bit for the rest of the group's benefit.

Mai: You don't think I'd be dumb enough to buy something like that do you?

Matt: Of course not.

Mai: So what do you want then?

Matt: Who said I was trying to recruit you right now? Look, we're going out tonight to celebrate Stan and I's victory. Dinner and then IMAX showing of Infinity War. Call me a hopeless optimist but when I pre ordered tickets I bought an extra one for you.

Mai: Who's "We"?

Matt: Myself, Jaime, Stan, Moose, Stank, Fire, 13.

Jaime coughs. Matt rolls his eyes.

Matt (Reluctantly): And Sizzle, of course.

Mai: No way.

Jaime: It's not a trick Mai. We're just talking about a nice night out, that's all.

Mai looks hesitant.

Matt: She's not lying kiddo. A meal and a movie, that's it. No tricks, no recruiting effort.

Mai: You really think Stank, Fire and I should be in the same room after my promo last night?

Matt: Stank has no problem with what you said, you're a hell of a competitor and he knows that. In fact, I asked him to make sure it was okay to invite you and he told me he loved your promo. And Fire... (Matt laughs) Fire doesn't want to be in a room with any of us right now. I don't think your presence makes much of a difference.

Jaime: Look, there's no ulterior motive here. Stan, Matt and I want you to join us to celebrate, that's all.

Matt hands Mai a movie ticket.

Matt: We're going to be at The Crow's Nest at 5. Movie starts at 7. If you want to show up, show up. If you don't, don't. It's your call. Hopefully we'll see you tonight. Oh, and one more thing. That was a HELL of a promo last night, good job kid.

Matt and Jaime get up to continue their jog, Mai sits there contemplating as we......FADE

[Leo]

Kylie Mignolio sits at a McDonald’s in Johnstown, Pennsylvania, with one eye on her phone and the other on her six-year-old niece, Josephine, as she zigs and zags through the play place. She becomes aware of a figure moving toward her and sitting down.

“Mind if I join you,” Jack Bullet says.

Mignolio smiles. “I never thought you were a McDonald’s kind of guy.”

“Well, I have a weakness for a Big Mac every now and then. Sometimes two,” Jack says while pointing at his tray. “I never thought you were a McDonald’s kind of gal.”

Kylie puts her fork through a piece of wilted lettuce. “Well, not usually, but, as you said, you know the age and Josephine is at the point where she lives on chicken nuggets and French fries.”

“I remember those days well,” he replies with a grin.

The Ellsworth the Eagle stuffed animal Bullet gave Josephine comes flying in and lands on the table. She runs up to grab it.

“Hi, there Mr. Bullet. You still losing on Sunday,” she calls while grabbing Ellsworth and running off again. Kylie and Jack just laugh.

“She hasn’t let that thing go since you gave it to her,” Mignolio says.

“Good, glad she likes it,” Jack responds. “Do the two of you have any plans tonight? I’ve heard some of the others are going to ‘Infinity War,” which is a little too much for Josephine I would guess, but ‘Sherlock Gnomes’ is still playing.”

Kylie blushes, “You’re not…asking me out, are you?”

Bullet is taken aback. “Of course not, you’re young enough to be my daughter. Granted, I did start pretty early doing…you know what.”

“I think I do,” Mignolio says back.

“Really, I’m just trying to be nice. I can understand how hard it is being on the road with a kid. I miss my own children so much, it might be nice to pretend to be a dad, even a surrogate one, for a bit again,” Jack says wistfully.

“In that case, I think a movie can be order, but I buy the popcorn,” Kylie replies.

“No problem with me,” Jack states with a smile, no ping, as we fade.

[Jack Quinn]

OOWF Home Sweet Hell 3 (#858)
Live! From Johnstown, PA
April 29. 2018

MAI MUYO vs. GHOSTHEAD vs. STANK

]The opening bout on the card leaves fans with a conundrum as all three participants have – at best – pockets of fans scattered through the arena. Mai Muyo emerges first, popping the largest pocket of fans, while Mai’s energy is still up to standard, she’s more concerned with getting to the ring and stretching on the ropes than saluting fans. She eyeballs OOWF official Mel Creech as “Skin” pierces through to draw out Stank, who takes his time in getting to the ring while pausing for a moment as Saints of Sinners devotees salute the surefire OOWF Hall of Fame performer. Stank steps over the ropes just as “Divide the Hate” plays out Ghosthead through a white smoke that swallows the arena. As the smoke dissipates, Ghosthead can be spotted in the ring with an eye toward Mai as Stank has opted to depart from the ring and breathe the cleaner air.

The lights turn back on as Creech signals for a bell. Mai, in a fighter’s stance, looks at both Mann brothers before Ghosthead engages Mai in a lockup. Stank is content to watch as Ghosthead is quick to overpower Mai before her speed allows her to gain her own short-lived advantage. Mai creates some space as a standing dropkick sends Ghosthead to the floor, just in time for Stank to level her with a lariat. As Stank admires his work, Ghosthead tries a rollup and gets a sudden 1 before Stank scrambles away. Mai recovers to snare Ghosthead in a crucifix pin try that gets 1 before Stank breaks up the cover. All three get to an upright base as an applause fills the arena.

Russ: “Even if they aren’t fan-favorites, the OOWF fans in Johnstown appreciate good wrestling.”
Razz: “These three will bring their best night in and night out, even if fans won’t agree with what they bring.”

Mai, who is feeling a touch cornered by Ghosthead and Stank, springboards herself off the ropes and into the clutches of Stank as he catches a knee to the temple on the springboard moonsault. Stank and Mai tumble as Ghosthead drops an elbow on Mai before stomping away at Stank for a second. Mai is grabbed by Ghosthead and placed in a wristlock. As Mai tries to free herself, Ghosthead headbutts the trapped wrist of Mai before hip tossing her to the mat. Ghosthead places Mai’s hand on the mat and stomps it before locking in a standing armbar. The hold isn’t on long as Stank powers through Ghosthead. Stank resumes the work on Mai, adding a nerve pinch on Mai to try to sap her of her energy. Ghosthead dropkicks Stank from behind, heaping Stank and Mai on the mat. Ghosthead’s knee drop to Mai finds canvas as she kips up and delivers a series of strong-style kicks to both Ghosthead and Stank. A spinning kick to Ghosthead’s face draws ooohs and aaahs from the fans as Mai screams to no one in particular. As Mai waits for Stank to stand up, Ghosthead tries a rollup only for Mai to slither out of the pinfall try and maneuver herself into a Trinitarian attempt. Mai almost gets it locked in just as Stank splashes across her to get 2 before Ghosthead breaks up the count.

With Ghosthead collecting himself in the corner, Stank powerslams Mai before a Death From Above splash gets 2.5. Stank whips Mai into the corner and is about to nail a corner splash before Ghosthead leapfrogs his brother and hits a corner splash of his own. As Mai peels herself off the turnbuckles and stumbles to the outside, Stank and Ghosthead stare down much to the delight of fans who just want to see a brawl – or at the very least, chaos – with Stank raking Ghosthead’s eyes to gain a quick advantage. An Irish Whip turns into a chance at Eidolon as Ghosthead pummels Stank with the flying forearm. That gets 1 as the feed cuts to Mai laying on the outside with a glazed look in her eyes. Ghosthead uses his quickness advantage to fluster his brother as Stank can’t get a grip or a good shot while Ghosthead nicks away at Stank’s defenses with quick strikes. A spinning backfist drops Stank onto his wallet to give Ghosthead ample opportunity to hit a snapmare and a standing double stomp onto Stank’s chest. As Mai climbs onto the apron, Ghosthead unknowingly runs into her to knock her into the barricade. That momentary distraction as Ghosthead looks down on Mai allows Stank to spin Ghosthead around and into a Sky High power bomb. That gets 2.

Russ: “These two siblings have no issue mixing it up.”
Razz: “Russ, when a high-profile win is at stake, there’s not much else you can do.”

Mai starts to make her way back to the ring only for Stank to whip Ghosthead into the ropes for another inadvertent collision. As Ghosthead and Mai knock heads, Stank opts to pull Mai back into the ring as Ghosthead lay on the apron. A tilt-a-whirl slam gets 2 as Mai desperately shoots her arm up. Stank follows with a Stankbomb try, but YOU CAN’T POWERBOMB MAI MUYO, NOR CAN YOU STANKBOMB HER. Mai fights out and gets to her feet, drilling Stank with a kick to the ribs. As Stank tries to catch his air, Mai has kicks for days that are just too quick for Stank’s hands. With Stank staggering to his feet, Mai runs up the ropes and gets about half of a Blockbuster on Stank before Ghosthead catches her legs. No matter as Mai headscissors Ghosthead while somehow twisting both men to the canvas with Stank now taking a modified neckbreaker. Ghosthead kips up and obliterates Mai with a lariat.

With Mai dazed, Ghosthead procures the Vex Vice onto her in the center of the ring. Any attempts by Mai to try to slide herself toward the ropes are quickly quashed by the stronger Ghosthead as Creech continues to check for a submission. With Mai seemingly on the verge of submission, Stank breaks up the hold with stomps for both Mai and Ghosthead. Stank opts to work over Mai, only for a jab to the neck to halt Stank’s offense. Ghosthead gets to his feet and runs the ropes with an Asai Moonsault try that gets caught by Stank and converted into a Stank U. With Ghosthead planted onto the canvas, Stank admires his handiwork a bit too long as Mai sneaks in with a dropkick to put Stank on his back. Mai swiftly runs to the corner and nails both men – laying side by side – with a Savior Splash.

Mai covers Stank and gets pressed onto Ghosthead at 2. Mai covers Ghosthead and gets pressed onto Stank at 2. A second cover of Stank gets Mai pressed onto Creech, who cannot be pinned, at 1.5. All three wrestlers and Creech lay on the mat as the Johnstown fans have taken up an unofficial 10 count for the three downed combatants. The fan count gets to 7 before Ghosthead starts to roll onto his stomach. Stank and Mai each start to wiggle around while Creech is holding his head in pain on the mat. Ghostead is up to his feet at the unofficial count of 12 and immediately goes after Mai with a Ghetto Stomp/Spectre’s Fall combination that gets nothing as Creech lay on the mat. Stank checks on the official before turning his attention to the action as Ghosthead slaps the canvas three times in frustration. Ghosthead stands up and walks right into a right hand from Stank, who instinctively goes for a cover, but there’s no Creech to count it off, though he is on one knee. As Stank and Ghosthead stand up and stare down, Mai dropkicks Ghosthead from behind to force him into a collision with Stank. As both men are reeling from the contact, Mai swings to the front of Ghosthead and is able to connect on End-Is-Here. A groggy Creech counts off 3.

Your winner (pinfall, 19:57), Mai Muyo!

Mai rolls off of Ghosthead and waits for her hand to be raised by Creech. In a sign of respect, or at least game recognize game, Stank nods at Mai before patting Ghosthead on the shoulder. The act of sportsmanship confuses most fans as Mai’s hand is raised by Creech, who is still holding his head.

ZED vs. FIREWOMAN

The match starts as Firewoman ducks a pre-bell charge by Zed and catches him in a Northern Lights suplex that gets 1 right after Angelo Barros calls for the bell. Firewoman keeps the aggression on her would-be attacker with a series of forearm shivers and a roaring elbow that gets 1.5 before Zed kick out then bows out to discuss strategy with BRICK~!. Barros’ count reaches 5 before Zed rolls back in and begs off Firewoman, while offering a test of strength. Firewoman obliges, though neither can get any sort of edge until Firewoman lets go with her left hand and cartwheels her way into a hammerlock on Zed. Firewoman works Zed into a corner before she offers a clean break. Zed teases a back elbow, but holds off at the last second to the surprise of everyone, including BRICK~!.

The two tie up in the center of the ring with Zed getting the upper-hand with a wristlock, which is turned into a hammerlock. Zed works Firewoman into a corner and offers a clean break as Firewoman’s instinct has her bracing for something nefarious. Zed greets a turned-around Firewoman with a belly-to-belly suplex that gets 1. Zed follows the kickout with a stiff forearm across Firewoman’s jaw. With Firewoman dazed, Zed sits her up and hits a running snapmare. With Firewoman thrashing on the mat, Zed drops a knee and covers for 1.5. As Firewoman sits up, Zed immediately grinds away with a chin lock while badgering Barros to “ASK HER!” Even with Barros’ explanation that it isn’t 1952 and that chin locks are not submission-worthy holds, Zed continues to tighten his grip as Firewoman momentarily fades. With Barros checking on the arm, Firewoman gets onto her feet and slips out of Zed’s grip. As Johnstown applauds her effort, Zed shrugs toward BRICK~! who shrugs back. Another tie-up leads Firewoman to have to dodge a boot to the stomach from Zed as he leaves himself open for a dragonscrew leg whip. A quick transition to an elbow drop gets nothing as Zed rolls out of harm’s way.

Zed kips up. Firewoman pops up. Applause for the stand-off follows.

Razz: “Zed might be right about this match being the true main event of the evening. So far, nobody has a true edge and it may take all night for that to happen.”
Russ: “It’s rare that I’ve agreed with Zed in the past year, but his comments in Altoona about how big this match truly is were spot on.”

Zed offers another test of strength that Firewoman takes on, only to have Zed turn into a hip toss just as Firewoman locked her right hand with Zed. With Firewoman rolling her way to an upright position, Zed meets her with a knee to the head that gets 1.5 on the cover. With Firewoman on her stomach, Zed tries to lock in a surfboard but cannot lock the arms, leading to an aborted effort and a few boots to Firewoman’s back out of frustration. Zed picks Firewoman up to her feet by the hair and whips her into the corner. Rise Up gets nothing as Firewoman ducks out of the way before kicking Zed’s left leg out from underneath him as his right was tangled in the ropes. Zed falls to the canvas as Firewoman drops both knees on Zed from the middle rope. As Firewoman signals for the Best. Firesault. Ever. Zed quickly rolls out to catch his air. He doesn’t get long to breathe as Firesault hits a plancha to the outside, sending both wrestlers skidding under the announce table.

Russ: “Zed and Firewoman lay at our feet, but neither went through the table!”
Razz: “Quiet! If you don’t speak the destruction of our table into existence, it may not happen.”

Firewoman is the first to stand, but is tripped by Zed as he rolls out from underneath the table. Zed teases a slam onto the announce table, but instead opts to ram Firewoman’s back into the ringpost. Zed places Firewoman onto the steps and stomps away before she slides off. Barros, who has yet to start a count tries to urge Zed to bring the action inside. Zed lays Firewoman on the apron and drops a knee across her chest before sliding back into the ring. Zed keeps up the work on Firewoman with a pair of stiff elbows to the jaw. A standing dropkick stumbles Firewoman to the corner where Zed follows with a baseball slide to Firewoman’s knees. As she crumbles, Zed delivers a double knee to Firewoman’s face that puts her almost out cold. A cover gets 2.5 before Firewoman can drape her knee across the bottom rope. Zed pulls Firewoman to the center of the ring and snaps off a pair of elbow drops before a prompt cover. That gets 2. Zed then sits Firewoman up before locking Zzzzzzzz. Firewoman, already weakened, immediately starts to fade as Zed’s grin tells the world that he expects to win it here. As Zed leans back, Firewoman’s arms start to get limp just as Barros counts Zed’s shoulders down. Zed releases the hold to avoid getting counted down, granting Firewoman a chance to regain oxygen. Zed shakes his head at his sloppiness before going for an abdominal stretch. While Firewoman is slow to react as she regains her wits, the pain on her face tells enough as Zed cranks on the pressure. BRICK~!, just out of Barros’ view, offers a leverage boost to Zed by grabbing his hand. That provides the wakeup that Firewoman needs as she groans and borderline screams in pain. This goes on three times with Zed and BRICK~! breaking their grip just as Barros seemingly gets wise to a possible breach of the rules.

Finally, Barros catches the two in the act, kicking the grip loose and allowing Firewoman a chance to hip toss a distracted Zed. Firewoman lay on the mat as Zed directs his focus to Barros, arguing his innocence to no avail while thousands of witnesses to Zed’s crimes gleefully back Barros’ argument and subsequent shove of Zed … into a rollup by Firewoman that gets 2.5. A furious Zed tries to stomp Firewoman out of frustration, but gets caught into a heel hook submission with Firewoman dropping to her back to anchor the hold. Zed grasps for the ropes, but can’t reach just yet. Zed begins to crawl toward the ropes, dragging Firewoman along with him, getting within a fingertip’s reach of the ropes before Firewoman smiles, stands and pulls Zed away. BRICK~! goes into full-blown panic as he fears Zed’s submission, but his charge is able to will his way to the ropes and force a break. As Zed limps away the pain from the heel hook, Firewoman keeps at Zed with a series of kicks to his hamstrings, felling him quickly on just one good leg. Zed staggers to his feet and gets a forearm to the back of the head to drape him across the middle rope. Firewoman charges to the opposite side and bounces off the ropes before dropkicking Zed in the back of the head. With Zed almost out, Firewoman ascends the nearest turnbuckle and drops a knee right on his neck.

Zed peels back and is on his back as Firewoman gets to the top turnbuckle with the quickness as she lands the Best. Firesault. Ever. for 2.75. Firewoman’s wide-eyed reaction tells the tale as Zed shows a glazed-over expression while BRICK~! reaches in and pulls him to safety.

Russ: “Say what you want about Zed, but not many competitors have the will to absorb that much punishment.”
Razz: “It wasn’t in his game plan to take this punishment, but Zed is aware of what Firewoman brings. He has her scouted and is at least prepared to take this abuse at some point.”

As Firewoman follows to get Zed back into the ring, BRICK~! confronts her and starts to argue loudly against her tactics. Just as Firewoman is about to lose her temper and slug BRICK~!, Zed is able to hit an Axe Bomber to trigger a brawl that gets to 9 on Barros’ count before both wrestlers scramble back into the ring. Both combatants trade haymakers with the alternating and appropriate reactions hinging on who is landing the blows. As a “this is awesome” chant permeates through the building, Zed reaches for Firewoman’s eyes before thinking better of the act and delivers a forearm instead. While the two start to slow down on the brawl, Firewoman is able to stun Zed momentarily with a pair of jabs that transition into a DDT. The subsequent cover gets 2 with Zed shooting a shoulder off the mat with ease thanks to Firewoman’s exhausted cover. Both stand with Firewoman charging herself into a Carolina Blue Thunder Bomb that gets 2.5 as Zed sits with an apoplectic reaction to Firewoman’s kickout. Zed follows with a Tobacco Road Driver (Tiger Driver ’98) that also gets 2.5 before a desperation kickout from Firewoman has Zed at his wit’s end.

Zed leaves Firewoman laying on the mat as he rolls to the outside to grab a chair. Barros cuts him off while on the apron, giving Firewoman a chance to bounce the chair into Zed’s face when she pulls and releases the rope that Zed had the chair resting on while in his heated discussion with Barros. Zed lay on the mats outside as Firewoman climbs to the top. Firewoman connects with The Answer to the delight of all but BRICK~! and Zed.

Razz: “Did Firewoman just steal The Answer from Zed?”
Russ: “Knowing how her mind works, that was strictly an attempt to pay respect to her opponent while beating him with his own move. As far as I know, Zed doesn’t have The Answer registered as a trademark.”

Firewoman drags Zed to his feet and into the ring before driving him into the mat with a bulldog and covering for 2. Firewoman twists Zed into a Walls of Jericho that has most of the arena sensing the end. Zed struggles to escape with a crawl to the ropes getting stopped as Firewoman drives her knees into Zed’s neck. Zed, on the verge of tapping out, is saved as BRICK~! hops onto the apron to cause enough of a distraction to get Firewoman’s attention off the hold and onto Zed’s manager. As Firewoman grabs BRICK~! by the lapels on his suit, Zed rolls up Firewoman and helps himself to a handful of her tights to get 2.8. As Firewoman scrambles to her feet, she’s greeted by a lariat from Zed. Firewoman’s fall into the corner claims Barros, who is now sprawled out on the canvas. Zed grabs Firewoman, shakes his head and connects with GTH package DDT. With Firewoman out cold, Zed covers only to find Barros on the apron after about 5 seconds. As Zed directs BRICK~! to revive the official, Firewoman takes advantage of Zed’s diverted focus and knees him twice in the head before flipping into a Last Chancery submission that gets an immediate tapout from Zed … While BRICK~! is still trying to get Barros up to speed. With Firewoman releasing the hold off the tap, Zed rolls away as Barros staggers to his feet.

Firewoman, now realizing that nobody with authority to call the match has witnessed the submission, charges at Zed only to get caught in a bridging German suplex. A groggy Barros counts 3 with both combatants’ shoulders on the mat but with the bell ringing before Barros’ hand slapped the mat a third time. In the confusion, both wrestlers raise their arms assuming that they’ve won. Barros walks over to the announce table to review the footage as it’s shown on the video wall. With BRICK~! leaning over Barros’ shoulder as Firewoman and Zed stand in the ring, the official calmly walks over to ring announcer Mike Elevenbee to pass off his decision.

Elevenbee: Ladies and gentlemen, after video review OOWF official Angelo Barros has declared this match to be a time-limit draw (60:00).

Firewoman and Zed look at each other with exhausted and nonplussed expressions all before OOWF Security roll into the ring to remove Zed and BRICK~! from the building, as per the stipulations of the main event for later in the evening. Zed with an arrogant smirk and BRICK~! ensuring that Zed is not roughed up on their way out.

SHANNON MANN vs. SHIZURI-MUME MAGUNIKU-COX

“Break Out” summons Shannon Mann to ringside as the Atlantan strides with a confident gait to the ring. Shannon’s usual entrance theatrics are observed by Davis Hightower as she heads to a corner before “Party Boy Theme” sends out Shizuru-Mune Mangyuniku-Cox – sporting a brand new “Saints of Sinners Charities” t-shirt. Shizuru-Mune bounds to the ring, but keeps looking back until Matt Folz, who looks like he was shoved through the curtain follows the doting wannabe Saint. Hightower checks both wrestlers before exchanging confused glances with Matt as the bell rings.

With an eye toward Matt, seeking approval, Shizuru-Mune lunges toward Shannon and gets air. Shizuru-Mune tries again and gets nothing. A third try and Shannon ducks away with zero contact. Shizuru-Mune glances toward Matt, who is trying to stifle his laughter while mockingly encouraging the Japanese youngster. As Matt offers his advice, Shannon tries to pull Shizuru-Mune into a headlock, but Shizuru-Mune backflips unnecessarily out of the hold while seeking Matt’s approval. Matt, who was not paying attention, simply yells “DO IT AGAIN, BUDDY” … Shizuru-Mune obliges to the confusion of everyone.

Razz: “Amazing athleticism. A great heap of talent. But a head on his shoulders that has less brains than a wooden nickel.”
Russ: “Are you talking about Sizzlechest or Matt Folz?”
Razz: “I have half a mind to get Matt over here right now to make you tap out an apology!”

Shizuru-Mune tries to lock up with Shannon, getting shoved to the mat before kipping up into a superkick. Shizuru-Mune rolls outside for advice, with Matt psyching the never-to-be Saint up and shoving him back into the ring. As Shizuru-Mune stands up, he eats a running knee from Shannon, which parlays into a pair of hip tosses as Shizuru-Mune scrambles to his feet. Shizuru-Mune steps between the ropes for a break, but is pulled in by Shannon. Shizuru-Mune shoves Shannon away and hits the Dream Maker to put Shannon out. Instead of going for the cover, Shizuru-Mune looks toward Matt, who was trying to head back up the ramp. Shizuru-Mune runs to the outside and pulls Matt down to ringside with his back to the ring the whole time. As Shizuru-Mune forces Matt to watch the replay of his finisher, he fails to see Shannon awaiting him in the ring. A confident Shizuru-Mune tells Matt to pay attention as he gets the win, only to turn into The Culling from Shannon. While Shizuru-Mune tries to fight the hold, it’s only a matter of time before he succumbs to the pain and taps out.

Your winner (submission, 6:53), Shannon Mann!

A dejected Shizuru-Mune looks to Matt as he passively walks into the ring to “comfort” Shizuru-Mune. While Shizuru-Mune apologizes for the loss, Matt pats Shizuru-Mune on the tenderized shoulder to “assure” him that everything is OK. Matt walks away while rolling his eyes as Shizuru-Mune happily follows behind, making sure to grab his “Saints of Sinners Charities” shirt from ringside.

BEER MONEY vs. BANNED FROM EVERYWHERE – Steel Cage Match

As technicians make the final adjustments to the structure of the cage, “Insane in the Brain” plays to bring out Banned From Everywhere to a monstrous reaction. Awesome Bill from Dawsonville, Justin Sane and the whole entourage bound out before Bill and Justin enter the cage. As the two exchange friendly words with “Junior” Hale, “Juliette” brings out Beer Money to mostly jeers, but still a few positive reactions. It doesn’t take long for SYB to turn those cheers into jeers while Skurge tries to prevent him from picking fights with a few ringside fans. Beer Money enters the cage before the gate is closed and secured.

Hale brings both teams in for the rules explanation, which proceeds a bell and the opening of the match. Almost immediately, SYB scales the side of the cage as if he were shot from a cannon, scaling up and descending down the fencing and touching the floor. SYB celebrates as if he has won the easiest match ever while Skurge is shouting insults at his parter. Banned From Everywhere can’t help but laugh as Hale informs SYB that escaping the cage is not the way to win this cage match, only pinfall or submission. While SYB throws a tantrum, Awesome Bill waits for Skurge to turn around as the two big men start exchanging punches. Justin keeps watch on SYB, making certain that he stays on the floor, giving Banned From Everywhere a very unexpected advantage in the bout. Skurge rakes Bill’s eyes to get an in-ring advantage, but Justin is able to swing the numbers game to his team’s advantage with a springboard dropkick that barely grazes Skurge. SYB takes that chance to try to scale the cage back into the ring, but is scared back down by Bill shaking that side of the fencing.

Russ: “I think for a second, SYB thought he had won the fastest cage match in OOWF history.”
Razz: “Knowing SYB, I think he probably kept that plan secret from Skurge just to try to be the hero for Beer Money.”
Russ: “Would have helped him to brush up on the rules.”

Skurge overpowers Justin with a few high back body drops, even popping the crowd when he connects on a Irish whip-powerslam combination. Bill, growing bored with keeping SYB on the outside, jumps into the fray and breaks up the pinball try by Skurge. As Bill pairs off with Skurge, Justin gets the crowd behind Banned From Everywhere while stomping away at SYB’s fingers every time he tries to scale the cage. Meanwhile in the actual in-ring action, Skurge has gained the upper-hand on Bill with a thumb to the eyes and a slingshot suplex that gets 2. Skurge tosses Bill into Justin as both members of Banned From Everywhere impact the cage. Justin takes the worst of it with Bill still bouncing his head off a seam of the fencing to show a goose egg on his forehead. Skurge yells to SYB to climb the cage quickly. SYB, showing a little bit of grit, gets up the cage, but gets stuck at the top when Justin climbs up to meet him. Justin and SYB play “chicken” atop the cage while Bill and Skurge return to brawling as punches and kicks are the order of the day. Skurge whips Bill into the corner and runs into a boot on a charge while Justin and SYB tumble down onto Bill and Skurge.

Russ: “Finally, SYB can be a participant in this match.”
Razz: “Aside from the whole climbing the cage and falling part, he’s clearly the freshest man in this match.”

Justin grabs SYB while Bill takes hold of Skurge as Banned From Everywhere connects on studio high-risk headlocks as Justin takes the brunt of the maneuver with paired with SYB. Skurge is able to shove Bill shoulder-first into a ringpost at the last second as Beer Money focuses on Justin, who is looking pretty rough on the apron. Skurge calls for the BM, with appropriate levels of crowd chanting as SYB’s cover gets 2 before Bill can break it up. Brawling resumes, with Justin getting a crazed look in his eye.

Russ: “I think Johnstown is about to experience something that will change the city forever.”
Razz: “Wait. You’re saying that three catastrophic floods couldn’t do what Justin Sane is about to …”

DOUUUUUUUGGGGGGHAWWWWWKKKKK happens with the lights going out. While normal wrestling brawling sounds are still happening, the jingle of an ice cream truck can be heard before the Windows startup sound, the goal horn of the arena’s NAHL hockey team and an old radio spot for Sheetz convenience stores permeate the darkness. As the lights come back, Banned From Everywhere, with an unconscious Justin in Bill’s hands, is now dressed like two of the three Hanson Brothers from the movie “Slap Shot” (filmed in Johnstown) while SYB is prone on the mat and Skurge finds himself on the outside of the cage. Justin comes to just enough that Bill doesn’t feel guilty about tossing him in the air in a pop-up powerbomb with Justin dropping an elbow on the way down. Hale, dressed like an Ampipe High School cheerleader from “All the Right Moves” (also filmed in Johnstown) counts off the 3, while holding his skirt down for the sake of modesty.

Your winners (pinfall, 13:06), Banned From Everywhere!

Skurge reenters the cage to retrieve SYB while Banned From Everywhere celebrate by putting foil on their fists with the intent of decking Skurge. Beer Money wisely exits as Banned From Everywhere salutes fans while posing for 5 seconds strictly for the benefit of those with flash photography.

SAINTS of SINNERS vs. TEXPRESS – OOWF World Tag Team Title Match

Following a vignette spotlighting Stan “Crusher” Fulton’s return and prompt championship win with Matt Folz, Misato Misawa brings the Saints of Sinners tandem toward the center of the ring along with Texpress. As Misawa holds the championships high, he signals for a bell as a pier-six tussle erupts with neither group gaining an advantage with Crusher and Zane Myers tumbling to the outside, leaving Chad Madison and Matt as the default legal men. Chad is able to work Matt into the corner and unleashes a series of open-hand chops before Matt is able to escape, toss Chad into the same corner and deliver about 5 or 6 chops of his own, while the Ric Flair mating call can be heard through the arena.

After an eye rake and a series of knees to the torso, Matt takes Chad to the Saints corner and tags in Crusher, who opens his assault by whipping Matt into a cornered Chad before following with a corner splash of his own. Crusher works over Chad with a few thrusts and an old-fashioned elbow to the jaw before taking Chad to the mat and sinking in a nerve hold. As Chad tries to fight his way to freedom, Crusher leans his weight into Chad’s frame making the task all the tougher. Crusher releases the hold at Misawa’s request when it’s discovered that Crusher was hooking the bottom rope with his foot. Crusher is able to keep the advantage on Chad with a shoulder tackle off an Irish whip that initially saw Crusher leapfrog Chad on the first rebound, drawing ooohs and aaahs from those in attendance.

Razz: “Don’t let that frame fool you. “Crusher” Fulton is one of the most agile men in the sport, regardless of what the scale says.”
Russ: “And when a man his size can move like a luchadore, it’s rarely a positive sign for the opposition.”

Crusher and Matt begin to isolate Chad in the Saints corner while Zane urges the crowd to offer its encouragement to Chad. As Matt and Crusher alternate booting Chad down, a cannonball try by Matt misses when Chad ducks out of harm’s way and starts to crawl toward the Texpress corner. With Chad a few feet away, Crusher rushes over to drill Zane, but gets caught with a straight left hand. Unfortunately, Matt can still hold Chad back for a second as he grabs a boot. Matt stands Chad up and eats an enziguri for his troubles. With Matt down and Crusher still feeling the effects of Zane’s left hand, Chad is able to tag in Zane, who opens his first true in-ring offense with a pair of back body drops on Matt while delivering a series of boots to Crusher. Matt tries to back away from Zane, who stalks the Saint with a smile before Crusher tries to intervene and gets speared by Chad as those two brawl on the mat. Matt begs off Zane, who grabs Matt by the hair and places him on the top turnbuckle before delivering a round of uppercuts to daze the Wisconsinite. Zane ascends the middle turnbuckle and secures Matt in position for a superplex just as Chad breaks away from Crusher to join Zane on this endeavor. Matt puts up a fight before Texpress overwhelms him and links him in position for a tandem superplex … Just as Crusher positions himself in the corner to complete the tower of doom powerbomb on Texpress as Matt still takes the superplex. All four men lay on the mat while Shizuru-Mune Mangyuniku-Cox runs down the aisle, possibly to cheer on the Saints. As Matt tries to shake the cobwebs, Shizuru-Mune tries to encourage Matt to get to his feet. Matt spots a locket – one given to Shizuru-Mune by Edra Cox – and snatches it from Shizuru-Mune’s neck. With the chain wrapped around his hand, Matt takes a wild swing at Chad, who ducks the fist as Crusher has to duck from the chain-aided punch as well. The chain across Matt’s knuckles catches the eye of Misawa, who chides Matt for the attempt to use a foreign object. While Misawa is occupied with Matt, Texpress tries a tandem suplex on Crusher with both Texans getting the big man up. Just as Crusher is vertical, Shizuru-Mune steps onto the apron and hits a Dream Maker on Chad, allowing Crusher to fall onto Zane. Misawa hits the mat in time to count Crusher’s pin on Zane, while not seeing Shizuru-Mune holding Zane’s ankle.

Your winners (pinfall, 12:40) and STILL OOWF Tag-Team Champions, the team of Matt Folz and Stan “Crusher” Fulton, the Saints of Sinners!


Shizuru-Mune rushes into the ring to celebrate with the Saints, who coyly roll out of the ring after taking the titles back from Misawa. As Shizuru-Mune taunts a pair of fans in Texpress foam hats, Zane and Chad casually wait behind Shizuru-Mune. As the Saint-to-never-be turns around, Zane decks him before racking him across his shoulders. Chad climbs the ropes and delivers a leg drop. With Shizuru-Mune lifeless in the ring, Texpress departs to cheers as Matt reluctantly returns to carry Shizuru-Mune to the back.

JACK BULLET vs. KYLIE MIGNOLIO – OOWF Onslaught Championship Match

The challenger Kylie Mignolio comes out to “Jaded” with an energy in her step and more than a few supporters from Mac Flasher’s home region increasing the noise. As Kylie flips over the top rope, “Fly Like an Eagle” draws out “Silver Eagle” Jack Bullet and his entourage of Coat Rack Stevie Richards and Ellsworth the Eagle. A piercing call from Ellsworth tops of Jack’s entrance as he salutes the fans before Ellsworth and Coat Rack Stevie are handed off to an attendant. Davis Hightower brings the combatants in to the center of the ring as Jack and Kylie shake hands before Jack leans down and kisses Kylie’s hand, causing the challenger to blush a bit before Hightower calls for a bell.

The two lock up with Jack taking an early edge with his power advantage over the diminutive Kylie. Jack backs her in a corner and breaks cleanly without a prompt from Hightower before returning to the center of the ring. A second try at a tie-up is ducked by Kylie as she goes under Jack’s legs and trips him before attempting to tie his legs in a grapevine. Jack easily drags Kylie across the ring before grabbing the ropes and earning a rope break.

Jack Bullet has used his first rope break.

Jack is able to catch Kylie this time, as an Irish whip turns into disaster for the champion as Kylie is able to procure a headscissors takedown and get 1. Kylie keeps on the offensive, employing a hit-and-run strategy that Jack is just a step too slow to combat. With Jack on his feet, he’s able to whip Kylie into the ropes and ducks down only for Kylie to hop over him with the intent of a sunset flip. Jack’s weight advantage keeps his base from moving as he drops down and gets 2 before Kylie can hook her legs under Jack’s shoulders and topple him for just about 2. The two stand off as the crowd applauds. Jack and Kylie nod to each other out of respect as Kylie starts a clap to get the crowd into the bout. A tie-up gets Kylie sent into a corner as Jack charges with a dropkick and gets nothing as Kylie ducks away. Jack collects himself and kips up only for Kylie to be ready with a running cross-body that sends both to the outside. Hightower starts his count as Kylie takes the fight to Jack with a series of forearms and a discus lariat. Jack keeps his feet and catches Kylie as she dove off the apron, placing her in the ring before reentering it himself. The applause for sportmanship and a chant for chivalry can be heard as the two nod again.

Russ: “Ever the gentleman, Jack Bullet seems to be reluctant to show that side of him that we’ve seen in recent weeks.”
Razz: “Give it time. It may help Kylie that Jack seems to be smitten with her, and her neice Josephine.”
Russ: “And that might be enough to get a championship across Kylie’s waist tonight.”

Kylie again opens an attack with a few forearms to stagger Jack toward a corner. Kylie’s charge and subsequent try at a step-up knee strike get her caught in Jack’s clutches as he carries her to the center of the ring before tossing her on his shoulders and planting her with a Samoan drop that gets 2. Kylie is given time to stand on her feet before Jack tries to lock her into a Silver Bullet DDT. Kylie squirms out and peppers Jack with kicks to the legs, dropping him to his knees before trying a running knee that gets air as Jack ducks, causing Kylie to skid across the canvas. Kylie stands up and is grabbed by Jack, who hits a fallaway slam on Kylie and gets 2 on the try at a pin. Jack, with a twinge of frustration on his face, picks Kylie up and whips her into the ropes. Kylie holds on as Jack tried and missed with a dropkick. With Jack on his back, Kylie rushes in and puts Jack in an alligator clutch that gets 2.5. A pair of knee drops keeps Jack on the mat as Kylie tries a pin and gets 2. Jack remains on the mat, feeling the effects of two knees across his forehead as Kylie springboards herself into a 450 try that catches Jack’s knees at the last second. As Jack is distraught at the idea of connecting with knees to Kylie’s torso, he maintains the offensive with a butterfly suplex and a tear drop suplex that combines to get 2. A Silver Bullet DDT gets 2 as Kylie drapes a foot across the ropes.

Kylie Mignolio has used her first rope break.

Jack picks Kylie up and is tripped into a small package that gets 1.5 before Jack is able to shift his weight and reverse, keeping Kylie down for 3.01 from Hightower.

Your winner (pinfall, 11:51) and STILL OOWF Onslaught Champion, “Silver Eagle” Jack Bullet!

Russ: A far different method of retention than his previous title defense, but it keeps the Onslaught Championship with Jack Bullet for another defense.
Razz: “You’re right. A small package isn’t in the same area as a Kinnuku Buster, but it was enough to keep Kylie’s shoulders down just long enough to wrap up tonight’s match.”

A dejected Kylie slowly stands up as Jack passes along some words of encouragement that generate a small smile on Kylie’s face. A kiss on the hand grows that smile a bit larger as Jack departs with Coat Rack Stevie, Ellsworth and his OOWF Onslaught Championship.

MAC FLASHER vs. BRIDGET O’MALLEY – Title vs. Title Match

With Junichiro “Ecosystem” Muyo already in the ring, “Crown on the Ground” plays to a raucous reaction as Bridget O’Malley steps out before taking a deep breath and making her way to the ring. Bridget holds her OOWF Intercontinental Championship over her shoulder before stepping into the ring. Bridget hands off the championship to Ecosystem while bouncing around the ring on the balls of her feet as she awaits Mac Flasher. Mac’s music hits as a studio recording of “I Get Wet” plays as opposed to the huge production from the previous year’s event. Mac’s expression is one of borderline annoyance, though he doesn’t let that affect his appreciation for the affection from his hometown crowd. Mac hops into the ring and hands off his OOWF World Championship to Ecosystem before heading to his corner. Ring announcer Mike Elevenbee pulls out the big-fight introductions as the reactions for both combatants is almost identical. The noise is deafening as the fighters head to the center of the ring to receive instructions from Ecosystem, who neither combatant trusts all that much, but they also believe that they’ll get the fairest fight under his watch.

Ecosystem holds both championships high before signaling for a bell. The chants for both Bridget and Mac fill the arena before Bridget takes a quick jab at Mac. Mac flinches, but doesn’t show any signs of pain from the jab before getting another shot, this one to the ribs as Bridget opens her attack with a Hundred-Hands Slap that sends Mac to the corner. Ecosystem steps in to request a break as Bridget backs away. As Mac steps to the center of the ring, Bridget signals for a tie-up that Mac easily wins as he cuts Bridget’s legs from underneath her while holding her wrists. With Bridget on her knees, Mac tries a wild Kinshasa that gets air as Bridget leans back to avoid the kick before kipping up and standing off with Mac. Bridget hops around in her fighter’s stance, waving for Mac to engage her in a striking contest. While Mac swings with open hands, few swings land more than glancing blows before Bridget hits a spinning backfist that floors Mac. Mac checks his face for cuts as Bridget hops on and begins driving forearms across Mac’s jaw. Mac is able to block a few, but gets blasted by an elbow to the temple as Ecosystem jumps in and breaks up the ground-and-pound attack to check on Mac’s capabilities. While comedic in appearance, Mac correctly guesses the number of fingers that Ecosystem holds up each time to earn his continuance in the bout. Bridget charges in and gets spun into a Clemente Bridge Suplex that gets 1. Mac keeps on the offensive with a pair of hammerfists and a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. The battle continues as Bridget sweeps Mac’s leg and gets on top, only this time with Mac powering out and sending Bridget through the ropes.

Ecosystem begins his count as Mac catches his breath. Bridget gets in at 4 as the two meet again in the center of the ring.

Russ: “No clear-cut advantage so far, but if this were scored … I’m giving my points to Bridget.”
Razz: “Mac has had the biggest opportunity to win, but Bridget has hurt Mac more. Unfortunately for Bridget, she just can’t inflict the most damage. She has to damage him enough to keep him down.”

Mac and Bridget stand in the center again with the same energy from the crowd as in the beginning of the match. Bridget steps back to applaud the fans while Mac does the same. Bridget tries to whip Mac in the corner, but Mac stands his ground before pulling Bridget into an overhead throw. With Bridget skidding across the canvas and into the corner, Mac revs up Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood Trolley (Ho Train) and connects to force the air from Bridget. Mac places Bridget on the top turnbuckle and looks for a muscle buster, but Bridget is able to fight her way down and peppers Mac with a few hamstring kicks. Bridget then latches onto Mac’s shoulder, trying to straighten his arm as she wrestles him to the ground. As Bridget procures an armbar, Mac quickly scurries his way to a rope break. Bridget gives Mac little time to breathe as she tries the armbar again, only getting hip tossed to the apron this time. Mac shoulders Bridget off the apron and onto the floor. With Bridget getting to her feet, she fails to see Mac running the ropes and leaping over with a Kennywood’s Open (tope con hilo) that puts Bridget on the mats and Mac in control. Mac sends Bridget to the inside and steps behind with a waist lock that turns into a takedown and a side headlock. As Mac cranks the tightness of the hold, he slips into Sleep Mode to try to win the match fast. Bridget denies the scissors accompaniment to the rear naked choke and breaks the hold with a little effort and a few elbows to the ribs.

Bridget tries to charge Mac, but gets caught in a belly-to-belly suplex that gets 1.5. Bridget is upright first and sends a knee to Mac’s face to stun him. From there, Bridget begins to work on Mac’s knee, driving it into the canvas and even curb stomping it a few times.

Razz: “I talked to Mac in private and the one thing he said that he stressed to Bridget was to hold nothing back. So far, it seems that she’s listening.”
Russ: “If it was in private, why is the information now public.”
Razz: “Because he probably shouldn’t have trusted me.”
Russ: “He’s been here almost two years, you’d think …”
Razz: “You’d think. Mac doesn’t.”

Bridget continues the attack with a leg vine that has Mac scrambling for the ropes, but Bridget centers her weight to make the task that much harder while Ecosystem checks for a submission. But since heels know how to heel, he is constantly checking that Bridget isn’t trying to gain extra leverage somehow. She isn’t. While Bridget hyperextends Mac’s left leg, Mac is able to finally drag Bridget to the ropes and earn a break. Mac slides to the outside and tries to get his leg working again, but eats a baseball slide and a few stomps while in front of the announce table. Mac tries to get to his feet, but takes a running knee from Bridget before falling down. Mac attempts to get vertical again, this time sidestepping a charging Bridget and sending her face-first into the ringpost with a drop toe hold. Bridget, woozy and unstable, gets to her feet as Ecosystem immediately drops to the floor to check on her cut. Ecosystem puts on the latex gloves and begins to tend to it as trainers hit the ringside area. Mac also showing deep concern looks in before Bridget shoves everyone away and immediately falls. With Ecosystem leaning in to ask Bridget if she wants to stop, the Intercontinental Champion answers with profanity as she drags herself into the ring and stands herself up with the ropes while waving Mac and Ecosystem in.

Russ: “That girl is obviously concussed. Why is Ecosystem allowing this to continue? Does he not care about her well-being?”
Razz: “Ecosystem only promised a winner. He didn’t say anything about who would survive.”

At this point, Mac is pleading with Bridget to let the fight be called while also offering to refuse the Intercontinental championship. Bridget replies with a slap to Mac’s face. Mac shrugs and tries a half-nelson finishing combination that gets 2. Mac stands up and again asks for Bridget to let the fight be stopped. No dice. Just slaps. Mac turns up the offense a bit with a Peterson roll that also gets 2. Mac is up, Bridget stays on the mat with her face redder than her hair. As Ecosystem checks on Bridget, she pulls herself up by the legs of Mac’s jeans. With Mac offering to lay down just to end the fight, Bridget mock’s Mac’s taunt for the Flash Drive before spitting in his face. Mac, now enraged, sends Bridget up and is about to drop down when the lights in the arena go off. While cellphone flashlights dot the arena, all that’s known is that there was not the sound of impact of the attempted Flash Drive.

Russ: “I don’t know what the hell is going on, but we have no lights in the arena. All other power is functional.”
Razz: “This is the worst DOUUUUUUUGGGGGGHAWWWWWKKKKK ever if you ask me.”

The silence is broken by a mechanical sound and a thud around the ring. When the lights pop back on, Bridget, Mac and Ecosystem stand in the middle of the ring surrounded by the Saints of Sinners. As Mac, Bridget and Ecosystem try to form a defensive triangle, Moosehead Jack pulls Happy Deth Bat IV from his duster before pulling out the key to the cage on a powder blue keychain.

Russ: “MOOSEHEAD JACK IS SUSPENDED! WHY IS HE IN JOHNSTOWN? WHAT IS HIS PLAN?”
Razz: “If he’s career suicidal, he’s about to finish what he started with Ecosystem. If not, he’s about to maim two champions.”
Russ: “WHAT ABOUT THAT KEYCHAIN? THAT’S A TRADEMARK COLOR OF …”
Razz: “Only if HE’S career suicidal, Russ. If we’re to believe what we saw earlier, he should be in Pittsburgh by now.”

As the Saints circle the ring, Ecosystem frantically yells for help from the back before Moose and Matt Folz go in on Mac. Ecosystem has the wherewithal to call for the bell, signifying Mac as the winner by disqualification, but the hell has only begun as Stan “Crusher” Fulton tears through Bridget with a lariat as Lucas “Stank” Mann chases Ecosystem up the wall of the cage as he was waving for help to come from backstage. While Moose and Matt brutalize Mac, Crusher chokes Bridget out with relative ease before joining Stank in his efforts with Ecosystem. Moose drills Mac with Happy Deth Bat IV to send him to the ground as he turns his focus to Ecosystem. Moose signals for Stank and Crusher to yank off Ecosystem’s mask to show the world that his injuries have healed, justifying anything Moose does in the meantime. As the bell rings incessantly, Stank and Crusher work the mask off to reveal a form-fitting, but feature-hiding mask underneath Ecosystem’s original mask.

Moose shouts “YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME” before jabbing Mac with the bat as he crawls toward Moose. Crusher takes over beating on Ecosystem, turning him inside out with a series of palm strikes before Ecosystem crumbles. With Bridget stirring, Matt snares her with an ankle lock as the youngster immediately screams in agony. Moose grabs Mac, spits in his face and connects on GTSF before the cavalry finally arrives in the form of “Silver Eagle” Jack Bullet, Kylie Mignolio, Banned From Everywhere and Texpress. While the help tries to climb the cage, the Saints of Sinners continue their path of destruction and parade of finishers on the three in the ring. Finally, with the help of bolt cutters, Texpress and Jack Bullet enter first as the Saints – thanks to Moose’s key – escape without further fisticuffs.

The feed seemingly fades out as fellow wrestlers and OOWF Medical staff tend to Mac, Bridget and Ecosystem.

… Only to find Zed and BRICK~! standing about a block away from 1st Summit Arena with a remote control as BRICK~! lights a cigar.

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