[Jack Quinn]

OOWF Bloodbath in Paradise 8 (#862)
Live! From Honolulu, Hawaii
May 27, 2018

OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match
Ghosthead vs. Mac Flasher

OOWF Intercontinental Title Match
Zed vs. Bridget O'Malley

OOWF World Tag Team Title 2/3 Falls Match
Texpress vs. Saints of Sinners

OOWF Onslaught Championship Match - Special One Hour Time Limit
Kylie Mignolio vs. Jack Bullet

Steel Cage Match
Firewoman vs. Mai Muyo

Tables, Ladders & Chairs Match
Beer Money vs. Banned From Everywhere

Shizuru-mume Maguniku-Cox vs. Stank vs. Shannon Mann


Card subject to Show Tune Exhaustion (remember this is a flight week for promos, everyone flies together, and no violence is allowed on the plane)

[Leo]

"Silver Eagle" Jack Bullet meets Sexy Female Journalist Ichiban underneath the OOWF banner backstage following Mayhem.

Ichiban: Jack Bullet, it's been revealed that your match against Kylie Mignolio at Bloodbath in Paradise for the Onslaught Title will have a special one hour time limit. You're feelings on that.

JB: The most important thing to me is that this is the last match between the two of us like I asked for. The time limit matters little to me. We could go out there and have it over in five minutes. We could go out there and draw again, this time at an hour. It's no secret that Kylie and I have become close over the past few weeks and Josephine is a big part of that. Josie has a great support system in place here, dysfunctional is an understatement, but just about everyone here loves that little girl as much as I do. It' s important for her to see that Kylie and I can go out there and have a friendly match, but that lesson has been learned. After Sunday, whether that belt is around my waist or Kylie's waist, it will be in the hands of someone who loves Josephine and will be the best example of fair play and sportsmanship she can have. All the Bulleteers out there are winners, Josie is a winner, Kylie's a winner and me, old man Jack Bullet, is a winner. I know what you're all thinking out there now. "Jack Bullet, what are you going to be doing in a plane with the rest of the OOWF roster in just a matter of hours winging your way to Hawaii." The answer is easy, probably sleep and not take any snacks from Bridget O'Malley.

Bullet smiles, the light pings off his teeth and we FADE.

[Sportsguy]

We fade in and see one half of the OOWF World Tag Team Champions Matt Folz standing alone in front of a ninja cam.

Matt: It's funny how life comes full circle sometimes. This Sunday on Pay Per View or the OOWF Network, Stan Fulton and myself defend the World Tag Team Championships against the legendary Texpress in a 2 out of 3 falls match. 7 and a half years ago- November 28, 2010 to be precise- the co main event of November Pain was Texpress defending the OOWF World Tag Team Championships in a 2 out of 3 falls match against a pair of young upstarts named.... Matt Folz and Stan Fulton. Now that match was an absolute classic, I won't speak for my partner but I personally consider it one of the top 15 matches of my career. It's a match that aficionados of tag team wrestling still talk about to this day.

Chad and Zane, you came out on top that night and I'll give you the credit for it. But if you go back and watch it again, you'll see that the only reason we didn't win- Not just win but in fact completely kick your ass- in two straight falls is because I made a mistake. One I won't repeat this Sunday. Now Stan and I are the Champions, we're not the faces you remember back in 2010, and we're highly motivated. Basically, we owe you one mothefuckers.

FADE.

[Jack Quinn]

<The Saints are at the Destroyitarium bar celebrating Sizzle's big win>

S: Sizzle beat Draculs! And Saints save Sizzle from Draculs!

MF: We told you kid, you are a Saint now, we protect our own.

SF: You were amazing, you destroyed three guys who were running roughshod over the PHWF!

S: What is PHWF?

Sta: Doesn't matter, the fact is, you beat THREE guys tonight AND survived an attack to make them all tap out!

S: <looking down> But now Sizzle face Stinky Mann and Shannon at Pay per view

Sta: Yeah

S: Sizzle doesn't want Stinky Mann to take loss to Sizzle personally

Sta: Take the gottdamn wha......

MF: Of COURSE Sta.....er.......Stinky Mann <Stank shoots a death glare toward Folz> won't take it personally AT ALL!

S: Sizzle has to win love of Sha-na-nanon Mann! That means he must beat Stinky Mann at Pay per view!

MHJ: Sizzle, Sizzle, the Saints don't take it personally, we are all about competition, right? When you beat Stank at the pay per view, Stank will raise your hand in victory

S: <beaming> Sizzle proud to be New Orleans Saints of Sinner!

MHJ: As well you sh..........<Moose cocks his head as if he's hearing something, Stank rolls his eyes, knowing what's going on> .........I'll be back in a bit

<we follow Moose through the arena to the roof where Mai is standing looking out over the city, and at the activity below as the OOWF crew packs up the show to head to the next show. Moose walks out on the gravel of the roof and stands in silence for a bit, finally Mai speaks>

Mai: You pulled her off of me

MHJ: I did

Mai: Why

MHJ: Because I said I would help Fire if she needed it. I never said I would allow her to kill you

Mai: She's blood

MHJ: <smirking> Sometimes blood lets you down doesn't it

<Mai spins to face Moose>

Mai: I am sure this makes you happy

MHJ: Quite the contrary, I get it, it fucking sucks

Mai: <looking at Moose strangely> Forgive me if I think you're completely full of shit

MHJ: I am not asking you to trust me, that is something you will have to decide, and given our past, I would completely understand if you don't. But I get it, I understand why you are angry

Mai: You DON'T understand. We are not the Quinn's

MHJ: You're not. But I understand what you want more than anything, what you NEED more than anything. You need your brother's approval. You need his support, but what's more important that that.......it's not really need.........you WANT his support. You know, you know in your mind that you and Eco, on the same fucking page, could be unstoppable, but one of you cannot put their demons to rest long enough for that to happen.

Mai: <staring at Moose for a long moment> And you and Fire..........all you wanted was her on your side

MHJ: <snarling a little> Fire got here eleven years ago. In all that time there has been about one year - our time in the Five - where we were truly on the same page. Where we were what we could be. I am a heel, so I shouldn't have any feelings, but seeing my baby sister do the things she did, and early on, never being able to say she was my sister, all that time I thought "one day, one day things will come together and we will be unstoppable" it never entirely happened in the Five, and since then..........it's to the point now where I had to force her to side with me, her own fucking brother, if she lost a match. Instead? Instead she would rather spend the time with a person who brainwashed her. A person who is using her, playing on her emotions. She is siding with YOUR BROTHER, a man who fucking hired me, then wanted me to lay down for him. She is siding with the man I hate more than almost anyone else in the OOWF. She would rather help Eco regain this company, a company he has run AT FUCKING GUNPOINT than team with her own flesh and blood. So yeah, I fucking get it. I have spent YEARS chasing my flesh for the chance to be a family again. Fire and I put one another through HELL at Blood Pond, so yeah I completely fucking get it, your brother, the person you want in your life DESPITE the fact that he broke your ankles, would rather spend the time with someone else, someone who set him on fire, someone who once did all she possibly could to kill him, all because she can help him regain the power he so desires, it makes no difference what YOU want, or how much YOU need your brother, his only concern is satiating HIS ego, and my sister is only too happy to help him, so yeah, I understand.

<the two stand and stare at one another, sharing a long silence>

MHJ: Let me leave you with this.........Matt, Jamie and Fulton all make good points Mai. You and I have had our differences, but who else around here really understands you........I mean REALLY understands you. You do what you have to do, just know this

<Mai looks up at Moose>

MHJ: The Destroyitarium is always open to you

<Moose turns and walks away, Mai just stares at him, and we fade>

[Fire-Babe]

The next day...

Firewoman is SITTING~! at Batista the Barista's Coffee bar, when Matt Folz walks up.

MF: I know you're probably wondering--

FW: No, no, you all made yourselves perfectly clear.

MF: I believe the words you're looking for are "thank you."

FW: .....really. For?

MF: Keeping you from committing murder.

FW: At the most it would have been voluntary manslaughter, and I bet I could even get that down to--

MF: Fire, enough. We had your back, the least you could do is--

FW: No, the least I could do is what I should have done when this all started, and just tell you no.

MF: No?

Moosehead Jack walks up.

MHJ: What's going on?

MF: No WHAT, Fire.

FW: I am not moving in to the Destroyitarium, I am not redoing all my merchandise, I am not demanding to be booked with you, I am not--

MHJ: Wait....what are you saying?

MF: You AGREED to this outcome.

FW: Well, I am changing my mind.

MF: YOU CAN'T DO THAT~!

MHJ *quietly angry* Look, let me call Stank--

FW: This has NOTHING to do with Lucas.

MF: Have you run this by him?

FW: I don't HAVE TO. We aren't married yet, and even if we were, I have my own mind, don't I?

MF: Yeah, and it's crazy.

FW: Lucas has his own....he's just busy that's all, and--

MHJ: Aaaaah, so this IS about Sta--

FW: It isn't. Lucas and I made a promise that the business was separate from our personal relationship, and I know he would understand.

MF: I wouldn't bet on it.

MHJ: You are REALLY doing this, after--

FW: Close....I am really NOT doing this.

Awkward angry silences. Matt throws up his hands in frustration.

MF: I give up. Jack, YOU talk to her, I'm DONE.

Matt storms away. Moose looks at Fire, with something between anger and disappointment. It almost makes Fire blink.

MHJ: I can't believe you'd be an oathbrea--

FW: I saw your talk with Mai.

MHJ: That has NOTHING to do with--

FW: Did you mean it?

MHJ: WHAT!?

FW: What you said. All of it.

MHJ: .....

FW: .....

MHJ: What does it matter?

FW: Moose, you once put me in an institution for lying to you--

MHJ: A gross oversimplification.

FW: I know what I'm doing. And if you knew me as well as you said you did, you'd know it too.

MHJ: ....

FW: ....

MHJ: You sided with Eco.

FW: You sided with Mai.

MHJ: ....

FW: ....

MHJ: All I know is that after everything I've done for you, you're being--

Moose can't finish his statement because of the right cross that connects and drops him, unconscious. Fire looks down at him for a bit, then looks around. Seeing pretty much no one there, she grabs him under each arm and drags him out of the room.

FADE.

[blownspot]

Stank walks into catering and heads over by Batista the Barista's Coffee bar expecting to find his fiance'. The area is empty as Stank looks around and glances at an overturned chair before his sister-in-law shows up.

Shannon - We need to talk, Lucas.

Stank turns around and faces Shannon.

Stank - S'up?

Shannon - This whole thing you guys have going with Shizuru-mume Maguniku has got to stop.

Stank - Why? You've been playing along.

Shannon - I was, but now I'm done. You're going to get the poor guy killed.

Stank - That's Juni's doing. He could put a stop to this anytime he wants.

Shannon - I don't know why you guys keep saying that. You're all grown men. Look, I don't really care, but my husband is losing his patience. I'm not going to be held responsible for what happens to Shiz if he keeps this going.

Stank - Like I said. You aren't responsible. Juni-

Shannon - FINE! I've said my piece.

Shannon turns and leaves Stank glances back at the overturned chair and steps past it toward the Hallway of Random Encounters. The big man continues on down the hallway before he catches the briefest of glimpses of familiar boots being dragged around a corner. Stank furrows his brow and steps onward in cautious pursuit.

Fade

[blownspot]

Stank strolls into the Destroyitarium carrying an unconscious Moosehead Jack over his shoulder. Stan, Matt, and Jamie stand up from their table alarmed. They clear the table as Stank lays Moose across it.

SF - What happened?

Stank - Get ready, people. Someone is going to pay. We're under attack. They ran off and left Moose lying knocked out in the hallway when they heard me approach.

MF - The last person I saw Moose with was his sister.

Stank scowls and examines the bruising on Moose's jaw.

Stank - Hmmm... I should have recognized her handiwork.

JF - Huh? How so?

Stank - Engagement ring left an imprint. Nevermind, folks. I'll handle this.

Stank stands to his full height, turns and walks out of the Destroyitarium. Moose just begins to stir to consciousness as the camera fades.

[Jack Quinn]

<Moose wakes up fully and sits up for a moment. 13 offers him a drink of whiskey, Moose looks at it, almost takes it, then shakes his head and tells her to take it away.>

MF: It was Fire, wasn't it

<Moose says nothing, he just stares into space for a few minutes, then slides off the table, walks over to where he left the new HDB, then proceeds to absolutely DESTROY most of the Destroyitarium while Stan, Folz and 13 watch. Finally exhausted, Jack bellows like a wounded animal, then heads to his suite in the Destroyitarium and slams the door. The camera pans around to the entrance of the Destroyitarium, where we see Mai Muyo standing. She exchanges a look with Stan and Matt and we fade to black>

[snelson66]

FADE back in on the Destroyitarium. Stan Fulton turns to Matt Folz.

SF: “So... do we contract the rebuilding out these days or does the company do this?”

MF: “Well, the Board doesn’t usually approve our expense reports for quote-unquote collateral damage so 13 knows a guy who knows a guy. No one supposed to ask questions.”

SF: “Ah.”

13: “It’s not as weird as it sounds.”

SF: “I can have someone here in two hours. I can call Martha and she’ll route one of our general contractors here.”

MF: “Let’s not upset the status quo any more than it is right now.”

13: “I’ll make the call.”

13 heads into the hallway to make the call, passing Mai with a friendly nod.

SF: “Mai.”

MF: “Mai.”

FADE

[Jack Quinn]

<Folz and Stank are walking down the hall toward the Destroyitarium>

S: Just trust me, I've been dealing with Jack for YEARS, he will understand

MF: I'm not so sure about that, did you SEE what he did to the Destroyitarium?

S: I see that kind of thing all the time, remember I am engaged to one of them

MF: Which doesn't make this even more awkward AT ALL

<they get to the door and stop, they both take a deep breath and walk in, then stop in their tracks. Sitting in the lotus position amid all the destruction are Stan and Moose. Eyes closed, hands on their knees, breathing deeply. Moose inhales deeply, then exhales slowly and opens his eyes. Fulton does the same and they slowly get to their feet>

MF: You have got to be fucking kidding me

MHJ: Gentlemen

S: I mean, he LOOKS like Moose.......

<Jack walks over to the bar and grabs a bottle of water>

MF: <to Fulton> What did you do to him? Drug him?

SF: Nope

<Jack walks back over to the rest of the Saints>

S: So...........what's going on?

MHJ: Stan was showing me the finer points of meditation

MF: <again to Fulton> Who the fuck is this guy?

MHJ: It's all clear right now Matt. I will admit Fire threw me a curveball, never thought my sister would go back on her word, but here we are.

S: And.......you are just ok with that?

MHJ: Oh no, I am far from ok, but I am in control. One thing I have lacked throughout my career, and life really, is focus. As you can see, when I get mad, the first impulse is to destroy everything around me, but thanks to Stan, I can work on controlling that

MF: So......now we sit around and sing kumbaya?

SF: I have heard you sing, we will not be doing that

MHJ: No, I am in control of the anger, I have it focused on where it needs to be focused. Fulton helped me understand that once you identify the source of that anger, you can work on eliminating it. I have found the source of my anger, and now I can focus solely on eliminating it.

S: And how are you going to do that?

MHJ: I am going to end Junichiro Muyo's career.

S: Well, you cannot murder him, and broken bones heal.....

MHJ: Oh make no mistake about it, Juni is going to go through pain like he's never felt before in his life, but it's more than that. I am going to get him where it REALLY hurts.

<the Saints all look at Moose quizzically>

MHJ: Just trust me

<fade>

[L!zz~]

(Flashes of random hallways are seen as several INC's are hurrying towards a commotion outside)

(Josie is behind Kylie, pressed against her as a tall, dark haired, well built man in a suit argues with Kylie)

Man: I told you, to get out of the way. She's coming with me.

Kylie: Over my dead body. The courts awarded me custody. You lost. We all know you only want her for her trust fund. Her father never wanted you to know about her, Fernando.

Fernando: (reaching he grabs for Josie but she bites him, pulling back, he glares) You little witch.

Kylie: I'm warning you Fernando. Go.

Fernando: (smirking, he grips Kylie's face in his hand, leaning down) I'll break you in half and take the brat with me. (His fingers squeeze, tightening on her jaw.)

(Kylie shoves Josie away urging her to run, and the child moves to take off. Fernando pushes Kylie away and grabs Josie)

Voice: (from just by the doorway) I'd put her down if I were you.

Fernando: (looks over) Who the fuck are you?

Moose: Must not be a fan. (He advances as he casually swings HDB) Kylie, the kid belong to him?

Kylie:No. (pushing herself up off the ground as Josie runs to her, Fernando grabs for Josie again but is stopped by HDB connecting with his knees)

(Fernando drops to the ground)

Moose: (standing over him,beckons for Kylie to go inside, Moose brings the bat up and swings, connecting with his bat) You want the kid, there's a whole long line you better be prepared to go thru. I see you or anyone else back here, you'll regret it. Summon whoever is with you, and get the hell out of here.

(Fernando calls out and two men hurry to assist him. A few minutes later he's gone, but not without making threats that just leave Jack yawning)

(We fade as Jack heads back inside)

[DrMcAwesome]

*with the countdown clock for the Bloodbath in Paradise supercard on display, MAC FLASHER and BRIDGET O’MALLEY stand in front of the OOWF Interview Banner alongside NICOLE O’MALLEY, PROFESSIONAL JOURNALIST AND TOTALLY NOT ON THE PAYROLL FOR SEX APPEAL*

NICOLE: “Bridget. Mac. This past Wednesday, you both suffered defeats in your respective bouts on MidWeek Mayhem. What are your thoughts heading into your championship defenses here in Hawaii? Mac, you first.”

MAC: “Ghosthead. You got that win on Wednesday. I cannot deny that. I also cannot deny the 18 stitches on the back of my head, after a mystery man pasted me with a steel chair as I had Ghosthead in position for a Flash Drive. Now we see each other with my OOWF World Championship on the line. Will this mystery man show up? Do we already know who he is? I have a few ideas in mind, but tonight isn’t the night for witch hunts. You see, Ghosthead, it was almost appropriate that the last image transmitted from MidWeek Mayhem was me bathing in my blood. I’ve already experienced what tonight is all about. One. Maybe both of us will bleed tonight. After all, this is Bloodbath in Paradise.”

NO’M: “Who do you suspect was the chairman?”

MF: “The Chairman was and always will be La Parka. The man who hit me with the chair … We’ll save that detective reveal for another time. Maybe unmask him Scooby-Doo style and find that he was trying to scare OOWF away from the Spanish Doubloons hidden under the arena.”

NO’M: “So, you’re no help. Bridget. $10 of U.S. currency met your jaw on Wednesday. Tonight, no surprises. Right?”

BRIDGET: “Well … Zed is already trying to claim the ‘Money’ nickname from Floyd Mayweather, from what I gather. So, I think it’s clear that his strategy is going to be similar. What you’re unaware of Zed, is that I’m not losing this championship. Not to you. Not in Hawaii. Not ever. For as long as I can knock you out or tap you out, you will always come short in challenging me for this OOWF Intercontinental Championship. So, you and BRICK~! can rejoice in your sucker punch victory from Wednesday, but once it’s just you and I … Only I, Bridget O’Malley, will stand in the end.”

NO’M: “So, no worries about BRICK~! at ringside?”

BO’M (patting her championship): “None. Only worrying about making sure that this title comes back with me to California.”

*the scene ends as MAC and BRIDGET each depart from the view of the camera*

[Jack Quinn]

OOWF Bloodbath in Paradise 8 (#862)
Live! From Honolulu, Hawaii
May 27, 2018


SHIZURU-MUME MAGUNIKU-COX vs. SHANNON MANN vs. STANK

Stank makes the entrance first, as the clear heel, and it appears he is in NO MOOD for this. Next Shannon comes out but she doesn't make it far before Sizzlechest comes out and awkwardly takes her arm to walk her to the ring. He rushes to the ring to hold the ropes open for her, which she kind of just goes along with. Jonathan Hightower explains the rules of this threeway match and starts to call for the bell, but Sizzlechest stops him and awkwardly again escorts Shannon to the corner, and through his very exaggerated hand motions, he insists that she stay out of this and let the men handle it. Shannon is amused and decides to acquiesce, bowing to him in "respect." Sizzlechest breaks out into a huge smile and turns to face Stank. If Stank is amused at all, he is not letting on. Sizzlechest throws everything he has at Stank, which, let's face it, isn't much. He leaps onto Stank's back, for a sleeper hold, Dolph Ziggler style. He "locks it on" and Stank tries to get him off. But it's not working. Stank starts to blink his eyes quickly and reaches around as if he can't see. Shannon starts to come in but Sizzle chest yells for her to stay put. Stank staggers and clearly is having some difficulty. Hightower lifts Stanks arm once.....it falls. Twice....it falls. Is he out on his feet? Hightower raises it a third time and NO~! With an evil annoyed look, Stank rushes backward into the ringpost and crushes Sizzlechest against it. Sizzlechest drops to the mat and Stank picks him up and tosses him like a rag doll across the floor. He picks him into fireman's carry and...STANK U~! That's the end of that.....
WINNER in 4:28 - Stank

BEER MONEY vs. BANNED FROM EVERYWHERE – TLC Match

SYB and Skurge come down to the ring first, showing little sign of their battle scars from the last couple weeks, carrying ladder chairs! Ladder chairs, chairs with multiple rungs of seats, are the newest fad here in Honolulu, and the fans show their appreciation for the cultural awareness by throwing leis at SYB and Skurge. Skruge makes some comment that draws groan-laughter from the front row, that presumably was about being “lei-d.” SYB makes some additional comment, with a lot more pelvic thrusting, that just draws stunned silence.

Here comes Awesome Bill from Dawsonville and Justin Sane now, running down with unfashionable, compact folding chairs as they climb onto the apron – SYB and Skurge grab their own weapons—Bill and Justin suddenly throw the chairs into the ring! Skurge catches the chair as SYB bats it out of the way – now Bill and Justin go flying over the ropes . . . Justin kicks the chair into Skurge’s head as SYB swats Bill out of the sky with his giant chair. Now that’s 50/50 booking folks! Justin grabs Skurge’s giant ladder-chair just as SYB swings his—both SLAM their chairs into each other, and drop them given the shock. SYB covers his ears after the loud noise as Justin takes advantage to ram some forearms into SYB’s face—Justin bounds off the opposite ropes, and clotheslines SYB—SYB holds on and both topple over the ropes to the floor!

Meanwhile, in the ring, Bill and Skurge stumble upward—Skurge grabs the small chair and jams it into the gut of Bill! Skurge tries to hook Bill up for a piledriver on the chair (two minutes in, what kind of shitty indie show is this?), but Bill reverses with a back body drop to Skurge! Skurge rolls out of the ring, and Bill follows after him, pulling a table out from under the ring—before he can set it up, SYB comes off the steps, Lou Thesz Press down! SYB begins throwing blows onto Bill on top of the flat table as Skurge gets up and double-hooks Bill up – double-snap-suplex on Bill on the table! As Beer Money gets up, they both get WHACKED in the face with a ladder, courtesy of a huge toss by Justin Sane! SYB and Skurge go down as Justin pulls out the giant ladder chair from the ring – WHACK to the back of SYB, WHACK to the back of Skurge! Justin finally sets up the ladder chair as a ladder – the crowd goes NUTS, but really, it’s only two steps of elevation. Justin runs up the stepladder, and flies with a crossbody onto Skurge . . . but Skurge catches Justin, stumbling backwards—Skurge throws Justin into the audience! Justin begins to be crowd-surfed across the Honolulu crowd.

Skurge turns around, and catches a table right to the gut from Bill! Bill with another shot in the gut, and then a third for Skurge to go down. Bill finally sets up the table with bad intentions, walking over to SYB—but he was playing possum, uppercut to Bill. Bill stumbles, but then begins driving knees into the gut of SYB . . . Bill hooks SYB up, POWERBOMB ON THE APRON! Folks, did you know that’s the hardest part of the ring? Now Skurge runs around the table and flattens Bill with a running clothesline, pounding his head against the ground. Skurge now drags a ladder out from under the ring (more toys! always more toys!) and RAMS it into the gut of Bill! Skurge sets up the ladder before grabbing the ladder chair and folding it up, and slamming it into Bill’s face!

This being TLC, we’re not going to any kind of pinfall off that . . . Skurge rolls on Bill on top of the table while SYB gets back up and begins to climb up the ladder . . . SYB is looking to go full Hardy Boyz style here—wait! Justin got crowdsurfed around to the other side of the ring, he’s set up on the guardrail and he runs up – Justin catches SYB halfway up the ladder, POWERBOMB onto the mats below! Skurge runs around to the other end as Justin leaps off the ladder onto Skurge; Skurge catches Justin and powerbombs him into the ladder! The ladder falls over onto Bill as Justin writhes on the ground. Skurge throws the ladder to the side, and shoves Bill off the table, before picking Justin up for a powerbomb . . . but now Bill himself is up and picks Skurge up below the legs . . . Bill’s going for the ELECTRIC CHAIR, but with Skurge still holding on to Justin . . . Bill’s legs buckle, but Skurge and Justin still go through the table in a heap!

Meanwhile, SYB is back into the ring, grabbing onto one of the basic chairs as he crawls in, unable to stand straight up on his back—Bill runs in, but SYB jabs Bill in the gut! SYB slams the chair onto Bill’s back to knock him down! SYB sets the chair up under Bill’s head before bounding off the opposite ropes . . . but Bill manages to pop up as the pained SYB charges forward, MASON DIXON LINE onto the chair! Bill into the cover: 1—2—3!

Winners in 15:32 . . . Banned From Everywhere!

MAI MUYO vs. FIREWOMAN – Steel Cage Match

As the cage lowers "Hero" plays and Mai Muyo makes her way down to the ring. She's clearly not her usual self as we can see that her eyes have a hard edge to them. "I am the Fire" brings Firewoman down, her eyes locked on Mai the entire time. Fire gets in the ring, the cage comes down and this one is underway.

Despite the recent animosity between the two, they start out playing it surprisingly straight. They lock up and Mai snaps off an armdrag, hanging on and transitioning into an armbar. Fire works her way to her feet and tries to hiptoss out of it, but Mai blocks and tries to reverse. Fire blocks that and hits a modified hiptoss that drops Mai in a backbreaker across her knee. Fire pulls Mai to her feet, backs her to the ropes, and sends her across the ring. Mai ducks a clothesline and comes back with a flying forearm. She rolls to her feet and goes back to the ropes, sliding into Fire with a dropkick as she sits up. Mai pulls Fire to her feet and backs her into the corner. She unloads with a series of chops and hits an Irish whip. Fire reverses, sending Mai into the corner. Mai springs to the middle turnbuckle and leaps off with a back elbow, but Fire snags her out of the air and drives her to the mat with a German suplex. She bridges, but Mai rolls a shoulder at two.

Both ladies are up and Fire blocks a forearm, firing back with several of her own. She doubles Mai over with a knee to the midsection and snaps her over with a suplex. Fire drops a pair of knees into her head, then rolls her over. Fire grabs an arm. but as she tries for the other Mai rolls, pulling her off balance. Mai sweeps the legs, then sits Fire up and hits a Mr. Perfect style rolling neck snap. Mai rolls to her feet, pivots, and drives a knee into Fire's temple. Mai then picks Fire up and levels her with a picture perfect brainbuster. Mai covers 1...2...Fire rolls her shoulder at 2.9999. NOW Mai shows her frustration, picking Fire up and propelling Fire into the cage Once, Twice, and a third time for good measure. Mai's now opened up a cut on Fire's forehead, and she quickly deepens the cut by mounting Fire and slamming elbows into it via some UFC style ground and pound. Mai covers again and again gets a very close 2 count. Mai with a running powerslam and she goes up looking to finish, but Fire moves out of the way of the Savior Splash and Mai goes crashing down hard to the canvas. Fire pulls herself to her feet, wipes the blood out of her eyes and now looks pissed.

She whips Mai into the corner and unloads on her with hard chops that sound like gun shots. Fire with a release Overhead Belly To Belly Suplex that sends Mai flying halfway across the ring. Fire doesn’t hesitate at all, she pulls Mai to a sitting position and lands several stiff kicks to her back, then hits the ropes and nails Mai with a hard forearm to the back of the head. She picks Mai up in a bearhug position and then returns the favor by slamming Mai's head into the cage 3 times, triggering a cut. Fire plants Mai with a spinebuster and then a curbstomp gets 2. Fire picks Mai up by the hair but Mai with a thumb to the eye. Mai with an Irish Whip but Fire ducks under the clothesline and leaps up into a crucifix. Mai's shoulders are on the mat, the referee's in position, 1....2....a stunned Mai can't kick out before 3.

Winner (Pinfall, 20:32) Firewoman

An enraged Mai first protests the count, then spins Fire around and nails her with a Superkick. When the referee tries to intervene Mai nails him with the End Is Here. Mai stomps on the downed Fire as the cage begins to rise. Matt Folz comes down to the ring and pulls Mai away and gently shoves her into a corner. Mai (and the crowd) appear confused as Matt helps Fire to her feet.

Russ: Maybe Matt's trying to play peacemaker between these two?

Matt then smirks and pulls Fire into an Angle Slam.

Russ: Then again, maybe not.

Matt smiles and then goes over and hugs Mai with a huge grin on his face. As the crowd boos and starts to throw garbage into the ring, the former MJM Inc start to stomp on Fire.

Razz: I never thought we'd see fans throwing garbage at Mai Muyo.

Matt says something to Mai, Mai nods and heads to the second rope. Matt puts Fire in position and he and Mai hit a Spike Piledriver. Matt picks a barely moving Fire up and he and Mai hit a second Spike Piledriver.

Russ: By Gawd, Two Spike Piledrivers. Someone please get out here and stop these two.

FINALLY Ecosystem, OOWF Officials and Medical Personnel come out from the back. Matt mockingly waves at Eco as he and Mai exit the ring.

KYLIE MIGNOLIO vs. JACK BULLET – OOWF Onslaught Championship Match – 60 Minute Time Limit

Kylie’s music plays first and she gets a huge ovation from the crowd. On her way to the ring she stops, smiles and points to a sign that says “JOSIE 4 PRESIDENT!” Kylie steps into the ring and waits in the corner. Jack Bullet’s music plays next and he makes his way to the ring, the OOWF Onslaught champion slaps hands with the fans and steps into the ring. Mike Elevenbee takes care of the announcements and the two meet in the middle of the ring and shake hands and wish one another a good match. They head back to neutral corners, the bell rings and we are underway.

This match has a real old school feel to it. They know they each have plenty of time to work with, so neither gets in much of a hurry. Even though they know one another well, they feel one another out. Jack goes with some chain wrestling, taking Kylie to the mat with an arm drag, then working her arm and shoulder. Kylie patiently works through the hold and fights back to her feet and pushes Jack into the corner, the referee calls for the break and we get a clean break, no surprise there.

After nearly twenty minutes the action picks up. Kylie sends Jack to the ropes and tries a hurracarana, but Jack catches her and plants her on the mat, then rolls her over into a Boston crab. Kylie tries to get to the ropes, but she is too far to reach. The referee asks her several times if she wants to quit, but she refuses. She works Jack’s leg and finally manages to somehow roll Jack into a pinning position. Surprised by the reversal, Jack grabs the rope to force the break.

Bullet uses his first rope break

The action continues on with the crowd eating up all the action. The fact that the match has stayed in the ring is not lost on the fans. After nearly forty five minutes of non-stop action, both wrestlers have used all their breaks. There is no hiding now. Jack sends Kylie to the ropes and tries a drop kick, but Kylie hooks the top rope. Jack hits the mat, then staggers to his feet. Kylie charges and plants Jack with a bulldog and covers, but Jack kicks out at two. Kylie waits for Jack to get to his feet and lands an enziguri that stuns Bullet and sends him to the mat. Kylie races to the corner and tries a moonsault, but Jack moves at the last second! Kylie crashes and burns, Jack gets to his feet, grabs her and plants her with the SILVER BULLET, then rolls her into a small package, one……two…..THREE!
WINNER in 53:44 – and STILL OOWF Onslaught Champion – Jack Bullet

After the match Jack helps Kylie to her feet, she is clearly disappointed with the loss, but she shakes Jack’s hand and raises it in victory. The two share a hug of mutual respect, then Kylie bails out of the ring to let Jack soak in his celebration, but he doesn’t for long. He waves to the crowd then leaves the ring and walks to the back with Kylie.

TEXPRESS vs. SAINTS OF SINNERS – OOWF World Tag Team Title 2/3 Falls Match

The challengers make their way out first, not least because they’re a traditional sort; you don’t get to the be the Measuring Sticks by not knowing your way around this place. Chad and Zane slap some hands but then head into the ring quickly, still stretching out, preparing for a marathon. Out next come the World Tag Team Champions, Fulton and Folz, who look out at the fans and soak in the unfavorable reaction . . . though they stop at a nine-year-old kid with braces who is carrying a “Press F to Pay Respects” sign, where the “F” begins the words Folz and Fulton, and Stan has to explain the meme to Matt as they enter the ring . . .

. . . Anyway, the big men are starting off the match here, as Stan Fulton and Zane Myers lock up tight, fighting for an inch . . . Stan eventually gets the side headlock, Zane tries to lift up for a back suplex, nothing doing as Stan fights down, pulling Zane to the ground . . .Zane now pushes them both up, a couple elbows to the side of Fulton, pushes Fulton off the ropes, sling into the other side, Zane charges with a pounce attempt but Fulton catches him with a high knee. Fulton then goes off the ropes himself for another knee charge, but Zane composes himself and BLASTS Fulton with a clothesline! Stan goes down off his feet—early in the match for that—but he’s right back up as Zane charges back—catches Zane, side belly to belly to put Zane down! Stan into the cover off the signature—just barely 2 as Zane powers out. Stan whips Zane into the turnbuckles and runs for the big splash—nobody home as Zane spins away from the crash, gets behind the stumbling Stan, and NOW nails the back suplex! Zane into the cover: 1—2—Stan looked to be kicking out, but we don’t have to know as Matt Folz breaks it up! This could be a long two out of three . . . but Chad’s got no time for that, as he bumrushes Folz with a SPEAR! Folz and Chad go rolling out of the ring, Chad kicking a dent into Folz’s chest against the barricade as Zane drives knees into the side of Fulton in the ring . . .

. . Suddenly, the tables turn as Folz grabs Chad in by the leg and neck, and half-exploders him over the guardrail! In the ring, Stan takes advantage of Zane taking a look and hooks Zane between the legs and up for a SAMOAN DROP! Rather than pin, Stan pulls Zane back up for a second Samoan! Now into the cover . . . Zane kicks out at two! Stan gets up and begins to (peacefully, but forcefully) argue with the referee . . . and with Stan’s mass blocking the referee’s view, Matt runs in the ring, PUNT KICK to Zane! Matt rolls out of the ring as Stan turns back around and scoops, Third Samoan, one two three!

Winners of the first fall (8:22) . . . the Saints of Sinners!

Not working by the hour, Folz and Fulton want to get this done quickly as Chad is crawling out from the fans—as soon as Zane is up and the referee gives the green light, Fulton shoves Zane in the corner and drives a couple stomps before tagging in Folz, who comes in with jackhammer stomps for the proverbial mudhole, before pulling Zane up such that Stan grabs him into a chokehold over the ropes. The referee argues that you can’t do that as Matt goes to the opposite corner (and Stan provides a contrary view) . . .all of a sudden, Chad is back out, and uses both his arms to pull out Stan’s tree-trunk of a leg, causing the big man to release his grip and crash face first on the steps! As Matt charges in, the now free Zane sidesteps, and Matt’s Stinger Splash only gives him a stinger on his sternum!
As Matt stumbles off of the turnbuckles, Zane bounds off the opposite ropes—and NOW he hits the Pounce to send Matt flying (but not out of the ring). That burst of energy must have been on instinct, as Zane is now rolling slowly to his partner who just made it to the opposite end . . . but he gets there, HOT TAG! Chad comes in with a knockdown to Matt, another knockdown, times Matt for a back suplex (what is this, SuperCena Time?) but Matt reverses, TAZMISSION! Matt tries to cinch it in and pull Chad down, to wrap this thing up . . . but Chad runs Matt backwards into the turnbuckles back first! Chad spins around and begins lighting Matt’s chest up with some chops , before giving him a few mudhole stomps of his own. Chad hits the opposite turnbuckle and charges in with a flying dropkick—nobody home as Matt actually pulled himself up to the top rope! Chad takes an unpleasant landing on his side and arm, grabbing his arm as he gets up to a knee—Stan is back up now, and Matt thinks about staying on the top rope . . . he doesn’t go up there much folks, but his partner holds the rope steady. As Chad turns around, Matt comes off with a crossbodSUPERKICK FROM CHAD! Sniper shot from right out of the air. Stan tries to get in the ring, but now Zane blocks him from getting in as Chad gets the quick cover: 1—2—3! Matt was too stunned to get up.

Winners of the second fall (17:15) . . . Texpress!

Chad gives Matt the appropriate space to get up before the referee can —but as he’s doing so, Stan successfully shoves Zane off him and nails Chad from behind with a stiff forearm to the head! Chad goes down as Zane gets back up and begins to unload on Stan – the two brawl into the corner as Matt gets up and uppercuts Chad! Folks, we have a full Tornado Tag situation here – the referee tries to maintain order by at least getting Zane and Stan to take it outside the ring. Zane tries to pull out a back suplex on Stan—Stan struggles, Zane modifies just as Matt scoops Chad under—Matt hits an Olympic Slam on Chad just as Zane hits an Olympic Slam on Stan! Not the kind of stereo either man was looking for—Matt goes into the cover on Chad, and Zane leaps over in time to break it up.

Matt and Zane begin throwing blows, with Zane nailing the suplex machine with a few good shots to the abdomen, but Matt takes advantage of the open arm swing, ties it up, hammerlock suplex! Zane grabs his shoulder in pain as Stan runs over with a running knee to the side of Zane’s shoulder, sending him rolling out of the ring—but there’s Chad, back up from outside the ring, springboard dropkick to send Stan flying, but Stan catches himself off the ropes and Matt suddenly grabs Chad around the legs, BIG clothesline from Stan to Chad! Stan and Matt grab both a leg and arm of Chad . . . SPIRIT SQUAD SLAM! That looked nasty, and Matt goes into the cover as Stan puts his boot on Matt’s back for the exclamation point: 1 . . . 2 . . .

. . . no!

Despite the pressure of both men, Chad gets the shoulder up to Matt and Stan’s shock. Matt stands up straight before both of the World Tag Team Champions begin to stomp away on Chad as the boos rain down . . . but now here’s Zane back in, swinging the one good arm to backfist Matt down and then grab Stan in with a choke—Stan wrenches on the bad arm to break it, twisting it behind Zane – Zane is in obvious pain, but guts it out with some back elbows—Stan reacts by shoving Zane forward into his partner as he stumbles to the knee—Chad manages to hold his ground and only stumble back slightly as Zane slows his own charge . . . but Chad stumbles back into Matt’s Tazmission! Matt tries to shake Chad around but Zane goozles Matt—but Stan yanks Zane back, back suplex right on the bad shoulder! Matt keeps Chad locked in with Stan getting right in Chad’s face . . . but Chad suddenly kicks Stan off, swings Matt off to the mat, Chad spots Stan on the charge, SUPERKICK to Stan – Stan catches the boot, but Zane jumps on Stan from behind, forcing him to release . . . Chad regains his footing, but Matt Folz hits another Olympic Slam! Good grief! Zane gets Stan down to one knee, but Matt goes around and yanks Zane off with a Tazmission . . . Stan gets free and bounds off the second rope, CRUSHER SPLASH to Chad! Just as Zane THROWS Matt off his back, Stan tackles Zane down, and Matt rolls over, one arm across Chad as Chad just took the ultimate one-two punch . . . Stan just manages to hold Zane down by the bad shoulder . . . 1-2-3!

Winner of the third fall . . . and STILL the World Tag Team Champions . . . (29:23) The Saints of Sinners!

Stan Fulton grabs Matt Folz and pulls him out of the ring over the shoulder as he goes to collect their championships, and Zane checks on Chad in the ring.

ZED vs. BRIDGET O’MALLEY – OOWF Intercontinental Title Match

“Hero” draws out Zed, who is shadowboxing on his way to the ring – mockingly, of course – while BRICK~! pretends to towel off Zed as he pauses. Zed steps into the ring and salutes the small pocket of fans encouraging him before “Crown on the Ground” pierces through as Bridget O’Malley sprints to the ring and immediately pounces Zed, drilling his head off the canvas as “Junior” Hale pulls off the Intercontinental Champion. Bridget tears toward Zed again, only to get dropped by a right hand to the jaw, with the impact causing quarters to fall over the mat.

Hale admonishes Zed and threatens disqualification while Bridget shakes the cobwebs and just urges Hale to ring the bell. Before Hale checks on Bridget, he does notice that Zed is packing another roll of quarters in the band of his tights. Despite Zed and BRICK~!’s protests – or claims that they have to pay a meter during the match – Hale removes the roll from the ring as BRICK~! coyly sneaks a foreign object into the back of Zed’s tights. Bridget rubs her jaw a bit more as Hale signals for the bell with the champion tearing into Zed with ferocity. Zed slides out from underneath Bridget’s ground-and-pound attack and into a standing hip toss and a few stomps. Zed rolls underneath the ropes and consults BRICK~! while Hale runs the count to 4 before Zed reenters and rolls right into a double knee to the back of the head. Zed tries to roll away again, only to have Bridget pull him back into the ring and upward. An Irish whip leads to a back body drop that sees Zed almost touch the rafters before landing hard. Bridget, now in firm control while showing no ill effects of the earlier punch, rallies the crowd behind her only for Zed to pull her in for a knee to the stomach. Zed whips Bridget into the ropes and drops her with a leg lariat. Zed follows with a jumping elbow drop and a chin lock with some help from the nearby ropes and an occasional helping hand from BRICK~!. This goes on for over a minute as Hale is more concerned about the location of Zed’s hands on Bridget’s throat as opposed to the nefarious acts happening away from Hale’s line of sight.

Finally Hale catches Zed in the act as BRICK~! is holding Zed’s legs across the middle rope and calls for a break. Zed takes that count to 4 before breaking as Bridget slowly gets vertical. Zed barrels in with a forearm to the jaw, only for Bridget to retaliate with one of her own. With appropriate crowd reactions, Zed and Bridget trade blows until Zed staggers Bridget with a right cross. Zed backs Bridget into the corner where a few knife-edge chops wake up Honolulu’s woobird population. Zed calls for calm and quiet before sending another chop just below Bridget’s throat that leaves that area beet red. With Zed playing to disapproving fans, Bridget pulls Zed into the corner and repeats the treatment only adding a kick to the face and an uppercut to punctuate. Zed falls face-first onto the mat as the foreign object – a pair of brass knuckles – falls out onto the mat. Hale picks it up and begins threatening Zed with a disqualification as BRICK~! quickly retrieves the roll of quarters from the timekeeper’s table.

As Zed feigns innocence, Bridget bowls through Hale and hammers away as an assault in the corner gets Hale to pull Bridget away. With Zed groggy in the corner, BRICK~! slips the coins into Zed’s hand, out of the sight of only two people in the arena. You know, the two people who would benefit from seeing this action. Anyhow, Bridget locks up Zed and signals for an overhead suplex, but gets clocked on the forehead with the loaded right hand. With Hale looking down at Bridget, Zed tosses the coins to BRICK~! and goes in for an arrogant cover, only to get rolled up for 2 by a still-stunned Bridget. BRICK~!, already celebrating a win, never saw the roll-up pin but was still surprised that the pin only got 2. Meanwhile, Zed throws Bridget into the corner and rushes in with Rise Up. That gets 2 as Bridget falls forward and on her back.

As Zed leans in to pick Bridget up, Bridget locks Zed in a triangle choke, but cannot straighten the trapped arm as Zed locks his fingers and carries Bridget into a buckle bomb in the corner. With Bridget’s eyes rolling in her head, Zed shouts “FLASHER!” before hoisting Bridget upward in a spot for the Flash Drive. Bridget shifts her weight downward to avoid the Flash Drive, but eats a conventional DDT that gets 2 before the champion drapes her foot over the bottom rope. A stomp from Zed flows into a heel hook by Bridget as Zed has no place to go while in the center of the ring. Bridget leans back almost getting herself counted out by Hale before sitting back up. Zed slowly crawls to the ropes, getting the break with Bridget breaking at 4. The challenger slides to the outside to limp away the pain, only to eat a baseball slide from Bridget. As BRICK~! checks on Zed, Bridget races through the ropes on a suicide dive, colliding with BRICK~! as Zed wisely pulls his manager in front at the very last millisecond. Bridget, with a gash on her forehead, and Zed still feeling the effects of the heel hook lay on the mats on the outside as Hale runs his count up to 8. Zed is up first and pulls Bridget to her feet and shoves her into the ring. Zed cockily reenters and gets caught in a small package for 1. As Zed scrambles up to his feet, he is the recipient of an inadvertent low blow from Bridget as she sat up with an unplanned headbutt. Zed writhes on the mat as Hale questions Bridget about her intent. As Zed continues to writhe on the mat, BRICK~! slips the roll into his hand once more. Bridget walks over and catches a very slow punch try from Zed, opening the closed hand and revealing the roll of quarters. Bridget turns and shows the coin roll to Hale as Zed clips Bridget’s left leg. As Zed pops up, Bridget crawls to her feet and right into Zed’s grip. A lightning-fast GTH package DDT knocks Bridget silly. Hale counts off the 3.

Your winner (pinfall, 15:37) and NEW OOWF INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION, Zed!

Zed rolls away from the pin and into a hug from BRICK~! as Bridget lay practically unconscious. Zed collects his newly won title from Hale and quickly shows Bridget what she had just lost as a smattering of concessions fill the ring. Zed and BRICK~! exit triumphantly as the feed shifts to a promo for Wednesday’s MidWeek Mayhem from Sacramento.

GHOSTHEAD vs. MAC FLASHER – OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match

Ghost attacks Mac before he gets the title from around his waist, setting the tone for this match. This one started as a fight and pretty much stayed that way throughout the whole match. Early on Ghost busts Mac open when he throws him into the ringpost, then follows that with a HORRORDRIVER through the table! Ghost throws Mac back into the ring and covers, but Mac fights out at two. Ghost is enraged and hammers Mac some more. Ghost pulls Mac up and sets him on the top rope, but as he tries for a superplex, Mac fights him off and sends Ghost flying with several headbutts to the face. As Ghost gets to his feet, Mac leaps and hits a top rope SUPERMAN punch that sends Ghost to the outside. Mac gets a head of steam and hits a plancha over the top rope that drives Ghost back first into the guardrail, bending him backward awkwardly. Ghost falls to the floor grabbing his back in pain. Mac rolls him into the ring and covers, but Ghost gets his foot under the bottom rope.

Mac pulls Ghost to his feet and it is clear something is wrong. Ghost winces in pain with every move. Despite blood pouring from a gash on his forehead, Mac batters Ghost with kicks and shots to the back. At one point Ghost tries a charge into the corner, Mac moves and Ghost slams into the corner sternum first, as he staggers backward, Mac hits a LUNGBLOWER that gets him a two count. Ghost rolls to the floor and tries to regroup, but Mac presses the attack knowing Ghost is wounded. Mac grabs Ghost and hits an apron power bomb, then a belly to belly on the floor. He rolls in to break the count, then grabs Ghost and shoots him in. Mac calls for the Duquense Incline, but Ghost grabs him and hits a back drop driver! Ghost cannot follow up though as he is in too much pain. Ghost is slow to his feet, Mac is waiting. He grabs Ghost and sends him to the corner, Ghost SLAMS into the corner, and you can almost hear all the air escape him from pain. Mac catches him and hits the Clement Street Bridge! He bridges hard, one…..two…..THREE! Ghost kicks out a fraction of a second too late, then immediately rolls to the floor in pain.
WINNER in 29:28 and still OOWF World Heavyweight Champion – Mac Flasher

Mac fights to his feet as the referee hands him the title. The crowd immediately starts booing. Mac turns and looks and we see Zed standing at the top of the ramp holding the intercontinental title he won earlier tonight. Mac snarls and slowly raises his title in the air, popping the crowd as we fade to black.

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