[Jack Quinn]

OOWF MidWeek Mayhem (#870)
Live! From Regina, Saskatchewan
July 18, 2018

OOWF Onslaught Championship Match
Mai Muyo vs. Jack Bullet

Moosehead Jack vs. Mac Flasher
The Darlings vs. The Saints of Sinners
Banned From Everywhere & Ecosystem vs. Beer Money & Shannon Mann
Stank vs. Bridgit O'Malley
Kylie Mignolio vs. Zed
Shizuru vs. Ghosthead



Card subject to the Canadian legalization of weed

[DevSop]

*Darling Luxury Suites*

Alexander is standing over near the bar on the telephone while Alexis, Spencer, and Ashley are sitting around the couches and reviewing the past few weeks of OOWF-TV (Available for $6.66 everywhere).

Lexie: I'm really glad you two decided to come back with us.

Spencer: We're family. As much as you two can royally...heh...piss us off, we're always going to be there for you guys. Once you two brought us in, we've seen what this business can do to relationships and we have to know when to step back and when to come together.

Ashley: Exactly. Besides, I think we all needed the time away to recover from the past few years and refocus on whats important. Alex is always going to be Alex, but we all know why he is that why. You're always going to be Lexie because of your history, but we know what lurks beneath the surface and that's what we have to rely on. Anyway, I see the ninjas are around and that means one or both of you have something to say and I promised Vic & Danny we'd meet them for some catching up. You do you and we'll be around later.

Lexie gives her sisters a kiss as they head out and she then walks over to where Alex is standing by the bar and we catch the tail end of the conversation.

Alex: Tell Mick we love her and tell Davin that he owes me one. Love ya Sam.

Lexie: How is sister Darling and the old man?

Alex: Good. Mickie's running them rampant, but she's loving this. I never thought our Sammie would be a mom.

Lexie: Well, we didn't have a great example, but Sam & I aren't our mother and you aren't our father so we know people can change.

Alex: Not everyone though.

Lexie: Nope. Some people are too stupid to change.

Alex: We'll get to Folz in a minute. Let's talk about the elephant in the room.

Lexie: Bing Bong?

Alex: No. Mr. Quinn. Our date is in just a few months and I want you to make sure you are clear on one point. I know you think I'm going to try to end your career or your life; you're wrong. You're going to try and end my career or my life; you're going to fail. But that being said, this will be the end. For over a decade you have tried to ruin my life and I am done with it. Win or lose, you and I are finished. Because you are one of those people too stupid to change. You perceive my existence as some slight to you when it was you who started this when you accepted money from my father to ruin me. And you're too stupid to know when you are the exact thing you claim to hate. And I can only hope that the people you surround yourself are not too stupid to realize this. Well, I at least hope Stank isn't too stupid to see you for what you are. Because here's the difference between this Darling and your Quinn. Family matters to me. It doesn't matter to you. I do not know if your sister and I were always meant to be, but I know we are finished now and that's because of you. And here's the god's honest truth...Stank is good for her. You are not. You left her when you were kids. You ignored her as she became a woman. And you tried to ruin the closest friend she's ever had. And let's not get into what you did to our relationship after we tried to make everything work. You are a cancer and have always been a cancer. One day, the rest of the world will know this and you will finally have your dreams come true. You will be all alone.

Lexie: But that is down the line. On the horizon is the Darlings reclaiming tag team gold and that is where Fulton and Folz come into play. The liars and hypocrites of the Saints. Two morons who want to talk about family and talent as if they mean anything to either one. Matt, here's a piece of advice, don't talk about anyone's family when your own family refuses to speak to you. How's Lindsey doing? Oh, that's right...I talk to her more than you and your wife do. Because she hates your fucking guts.

Alex: And the best wrestler in this company...are you fucking kidding me? Seriously? Even if I wasn't as arrogant as I am and knew I was better than you. Let me give you a little list of names just in this company that can wrestle circles around you. Two of them in your stable and I'd be pissed if I was them and you're walking around making such outrageous claims. But besides Stan & Stank, Ghosthead should throw you off a scaffolding like he did to me not just for that bullshit claim but because as much as you want to shift the blame to Eco and he does deserve his share, it is you and your buddies that think the vows of marriage mean shit and sent Shizuru after another man's wife. But if I were Mai, I'd be pissed. If I were Jack or Mac, I'd be pissed. Zed should be furious. And given enough time, Bridgit and Kylie should probably be a tad annoyed as well. See, that's the thing Matt, you like to make these arrogant claims of being the best wrestler in the OOWF and you always fail when it matters most. Yay, you've won a few matches over your career here but trust me when I say this...when we're all retired and moved on from this business, your name will not even be close to the first names mentioned as part of the OOWF legacy.

Lexie: On the other half of that team, Stan, you should have stayed retired. It's never been personal with you, it's always just been business that we have always been on opposite sides of the ring and it will be business once again when we take that shiny belt off your waist. You've come back to a no-win situation. The Saints have been running roughshod over this company for a while but not that is over. I have no faith that Junichiro can restore this company to anything it once was, but I see the youth and talent that has made a name for themselves and it's only a matter of time before they want to be the names on the marquee. Mac, Zed, Kylie, Bridgit, Ghost, Bullet, even Shizuru if he can eliminate your voices from his head, they will see the Saints for the target that they are and will put an end to it.

Alex: For us, it's quite simpler. We don't like you Matt and you have something we want. So, we're going to take it. That's it. Pretty simple.

Lexie: And it's simple for one reason, we're Darlings...and well, you're just not.

*Fade*

[snelson66]

FADE in on the Destroyitorium. The place is empty except for one half of the OOWF World Tag Team Champions, The Crusher Stan Fulton. He’s busy at one of the tables going over PHWF paperwork. OOWF-TV is on one of the TVs above the bar and the Darling promo comes on. Fulton stops working on the PHWF and listens to the promo, taking notes as he does. Once it fades, he turns towards one of the Destroyitorium’s many permanent cameras, knowing the OOWF-TV director will catch the soliloquy.

“Hmmm. Some interesting points made by my and Matt’s opponents this week. I would never presume to speak for Matt so I’ll let him respond to the personal comments. However, there were a few directed at yours truly so I think it’s my duty to rebut.

“First, and this is directed to Ms. Darling, there’s a lot of irony calling us, let’s see what she said... ‘liars,’ ‘hypocrites’ and ‘morons.’ I cannot recall a single statement Alexis Darling has ever made that didn’t include lies. And as for the moron statement, that doesn’t even deserve a response, but in the interest of full disclosure, I’ve never had my IQ officially tested. As the owner of a successful consulting company I’m at least smart enough to hire the right people and associate myself to the point where I’m holding that championship...”

Fulton points to the OOWF World Tag Team Championship belt draped over a nearby chair.

“And am a two-time Grand Slam Champion. How many Grand Slams do you have, Ms. Darling? Oh that’s right. None. Perhaps you don’t belong in this match. See, the other three of us have Grand Slam Championships. And I'm smart enough to own and run the PHWF which is already making more money and having more publicity in the last four days then it did in the last four years.”

“And Ms. Darling, where do you think we’re being hypocritical? We’ve neither claimed to be someone we’re not, nor do we claim we’re better or worse at our profession than we are. Frankly, I do believe you may be the moron in this exchange. Perhaps a GED course or tutor from a local K-12 school would be in order for you.

“Now to expand on your morons statement that we’re 'morons who talk about family and talent.' I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned my family in a promo, Ms. Darling. And family and talent mean nothing to you? How sad a life you must have. And then to take shots at someone else’s family.

“But I suppose it’s too much to think you’d be better than that. Your brother, Ms. Darling, does indeed have enough talent to take that championship away from us. I don’t know if you do though. Also, for your information, I don’t think I made a mistake returning when I did.

"But perhaps you did.

"Up until you starting running your mouth like some millennial punk, I had no issue with you. Only with your brother. Now you’ve made it personal. One of the rules of warfare is never make your opponent think it’s personal. See, on Wednesday I’m going to enjoy slamming your face into ... well, whatever is handy. We’re far from being done running quote-unquote roughshod over this company.

Fulton is getting angrier as he talks.

“All right, Alexis... You called down the thunder. Well, now you've got it! You see that!?”

Fulton points to a custom belt hanging above the bar.

“It says “Stan Fulton: OOWF Grand Slam Champion.” Take a good look at who I’ve run roughshod over, Alexis, because that's how you're gonna end up! The Darlings are finished, you understand me?! I see a Darling associate, I destroy the man ownin’ it! So run, you cur... RUN! Tell all the other curs the Saints are coming! You tell 'em I'm coming... and Hell's coming with me, you hear?! Hell's coming with me!”

FADE

[Jack Quinn]

<Moose watches Alex's promo in the Destroyitarium and just shakes his head and smirks>

Little Alex, cut all the bullshit. Forget what you think I did when Fire was young. Forget what you think I did to sabotage your relationship with my sister. Forget the fact that your father offered me money to make your life a living hell. Forget all of that and what this comes down to is really, really fucking simple.

I fucking hate you. Always have, always will.

When we finally step into the ring and fight one final time, I am going to do exactly what I've done most of the times we've fought: beat you to a bloody pulp and walk out of that ring victorious. See Alex, whether you or I like it or not, our names are inextricably tied together in the annals of OOWF history, and as much as you say I couldn't end you, and that that is a stain on my legacy here, the fact remains that you have failed to rid the world of Moosehead Jack as well. I am a cancer to you. I am a cancer to this locker room. I am a cancer to this entire profession, and you, YOU have had more chances than anyone to eliminate that cancer. Hell, if you wanted Fire THAT bad, and I was the one keeping you two from being happy, you would have FOUND a way to eliminate me, ONCE AND FOR ALL.

But you couldn't do that. You wouldn't do that.

You had your chances, if I was all that stood between you and Fire and happiness, you could have done something about it, but you didn't. Hell, Lucas Mann broke my neck and nearly ended my life, and that was long before he and Fire were an item. You had countless matches, you had countless opportunities to seize the life you supposedly wanted with my sister, but you wouldn't do it.

See Alex, jealousy drives you. You were always jealous of that bond Fire and I have. No matter what side of the ring we are on, there's that bond between us, and it drove you insane. You were so jealous of me that you blamed every single shortcoming on ME, preferring instead to play the victim in all of this. You call me a garbage wrestler, yet I have equaled all your accomplishments, hell even surpassing many of them, and that jealousy kills you. You think you're better than I, and yet, you cannot seem to prove it to anyone, especially yourself.

So Alex, this match will happen, and when it does, you can bill it as the last match between us ever if you like, but you know for that to be true, one of two things has to happen. One of us retires, or one of us dies. I'll see you when the time is right. Trust me

<Moose blows out a cloud of smoke>

Oh, one more thing, I've been in the ring with you and Folz both. <smirking> to say you have an over inflated opinion of your own talent is a gross exaggeration.

<fade>

[Leo]

Danny Taylor doesn't mind working Sundays. Vincent DeNiro does, but when Danny works, he works. The door to Danny's office flies open and he wonders if anybody has ever, ever knocked on it.

VD: "Silver Eagle" Jack Bullet, to what do we owe your visit?

JB: I think you know, or do you asshats not follow your own product.

VD: You mean the challenge you made of a triple threat elimination Onslaught Title match for Mid-Summer Night's Scream at the last Mayhem and how you're defending the Onslaught Title on the next Mayhem again Mai Muyo and maybe won't event make it to the pay-per-view as champion? Maybe we know about that, we try to read the dirt sheet summaries online to keep up.

JB: I thought we had an understanding here. Ghosthead wins and gets a title shot, Shizuru wins and gets a title shot, I win and choose my opponent for a title shot. It was a no contest so a triple threat elimination match seemed like the logical booking.

VD: You don't handle the booking. Danny does and you just follow orders. If you make it past Mai Muyo on Mayhem, then Danny will possibly consider your proposal for Mid-Summer Night's Scream. If not, we'll figure it out from there. Maybe we'll just put Mai in the triple threat title defense and you can face all the Draculs in a scaffold match or something.

JB: My, how far have we come from me being Danny's guy.

VD: In as much as Danny would ever have a guy. We're still waiting on this great war to start, but one thing is for certain, almost everybody has gone dark and gritty lately, including you, Jack. And you know what, the fans seem to dig it. Shizuru and Mai are moving merchandise again. Their numbers might even eclipse yours. That swipe you took at the fans a couple weeks ago perhaps didn't fall on deaf ears. We're All Winners T-shirts and Ellsworth the Eagle plushes aren't flying off the shelves like they did. Danny and I, we don't think a civil war is going to be a game changer, but an Attitude Era rebirth just might be. And there's no place in that landscape for an All-American hero with light gleaming off his teeth and a U.S. Flag in his hands.

JB: I've been trying to figure out who I am. I need to know who I am. Who I really could into, that might be the scariest thing for you to worry about.

Bullet turns on his heels hard and walks out, leaving the door open. Danny sighs and motions for Vincent to close the door. He does as we FADE.

[snelson66]

FADE in on the Destroyitorium. Candles cover every table, cover the bar and light up sconces on the wall. All the members and some associates of the Saints are sitting on the floor around an incense burner.

MHJ: “Stan, why are we doing this again?”

SF: “You heard Victor’s statement. The OOWF is dark and gritty and they like it. We’re all non-conformists here. If they want dark and gritty, we mediate and smooth things over.”

S: “Since when has that ever worked for us.”

MF: “Seriously, Stan, this has to be one of your dumbest ideas. Even beyond renting a suite in Atlanta for the ‘Vikings Super Bowl victory.’”

SF: “You wait.”

MF: “Sure, Stan. Sure.”

SM: “Will this meditation help my bride Shannon love Shizuru more?”

MHJ: “Definitely.”

SM: “Then we should continue.”

S: “Stan. My woman is waiting for me. Can we move this along?”

MF: “Mine’s waiting too.”

JF: “No yours isn’t.”

Everyone but Matt laughs.

13: (whispering quietly to Jamie) “Why are we even here?”

SF: “You’re here because you’re all part of this madness.”

13: “Damn him and his Vulcan hearing.”

SF: “OK. Inhale for a count of five. Hold the breath for a five count. Exhale for a five count. Focus on your breathing. Concentrate on only the breathing. Let the rest of your existence take care of itself for now. If you start to think about anything else, acknowledge that in your mind, try to put it aside and go back to just your breathing.”

Meditation music plays through the jukebox as the Saints all practice how to breathe. After ten minutes...

MF: “Can we be done now?”

Fulton sighs.

SF: “No.”

S: “Gotdamn it, Fulton! I am not made to sit on the floor on a little straw mat breathing on everyone!”

SM: “Would it help if we took our clothes off and made this a sweat tent?”

MHJ: “Why in the world would you even suggest that?”

SM: “I am sorry. I was not concentrating on my breathing as Fulton-san suggested. I was imagining my bride Shannon. Then I was imagining her breathing. Then she was breathing heavily without clothes. Then I wasn’t concentrating on my breathing, but on hers.”

S: “That is my sister-in-law you are discussing. I will not have my sister-in-law’s nakedness discussed here!”

SM: “As she is my bride, you are no longer in-laws.”

SF: “Let it go, Lucas.”

JF: “Matthew. I’m going shopping. Don’t wait up.”

13: “Mind if I come along?”

JF: “Not at all. C’mon.”

Jamie and 13 leave.

MF: “Stan, if you’ve hurt my marriage with this, I will end you here.”

SF: "Matt, if you haven't ended it by yourself, it'll be fine. Concentrate on your breathing."

MHJ: “Can you just imagine if Alex Darling stopped breathing? Glorious.”

S: “I am not sitting here any longer!”

MF: "Me either."

Folz gets up and goes after Jamie. Moose picks up Happy Deth Bat™ and heads out for some hunting. Stank stands up and grabs his straw mat.

S: “I’m taking this.”

Stank takes the mat and leaves. Fulton is left sitting on the floor by himself but he’s not alone.

Bing Bong: “(elephant noises)”

SF: “I know. I tried. Wanna get something to eat?”

BB: “(elephant noises)”

SF: “I think we can find a place that serves elephant-sized salads.”

BB: “(elephant noises)”

SF: “Glad you liked it. The music wasn’t too distracting?”

BB: “(elephant noises)”

SF: “You’re right. The craziness was the distracting part.”

Fulton and Bing Bong leave as we FADE.

[Fire-Babe]

At the spacious home of Chad Madison in San Antonio, Firewoman is doing rehab exercises on her hand, and getting caught up on OOWF-TV promos. Her brow furrows a bit, and then she stops exercising and switches windows on the laptop to Skype. A few minutes later, Stank's face appears.

S: Hey, baby...how's your hand.

FW: It sucks.

S: And have we learned to not punch walls anymore?

FW: I was thinking we should elope.

S: What? Why?

FW: I dunno, just seems like more "us."

S: Shannon has a bunch of color swatches for you to look at though....

FW: Yeah, well, I've been through all that before.....

As Fire's voice trails off, Stank appears to have an insight.

S: I know why you want to elope...

FW: You do?

S: And YOU know why you want to elope....

FW: I just think--

S: I think you are reacting to...current events--

FW: Like....?

S: Woman you know damn well what I'm talking about. Making a snap decision to get married just because of recent promo conversations is not--

FW: I didn't make a snap decision about marrying you, you had to ask me three times.

S: You know that's not what I'm talking about. So no, we will not be eloping. At least not...now.

FW: Fine....but you're wrong, I couldn't care less about the most recent signings.

S: So...how's the hand? More importantly when will you be joining us?

FW: Dunno, I see the specialist Tuesday, and then we'll see.

S: Well, I want you here, but don't rush back. Do your exercises and listen to your doctors.

FW: I am, I am.....geez, go chill out....*smiling* maybe do some more of that meditation--

S: You saw that, huh.

FW: I find the idea of you meditating to be very adorable.

S: Uh huh. Well, don't get used to--

FW: Kinda sexy too.

S: ....

FW: Eloping is kind of sexy too.

S: Woman...when you get back here, I am going to make you demonstrate.

FW: It's a deal.

S: Is that Chad's house?

FW: It is, and there is nothing--

S: I know I know. Okay, I got an appearance to do. Call you later?

FW: You better.

S: Okay, see you.

Fire closes her Skype window. The scene cuts over to Stank who stares at it for a while, deep in thought.

[Jack Quinn]

<Mac is in a press conference>

Reporter1: Mac, you've been the OOWF World Heavyweight Champion for almost five months now, yet, your reign seems somewhat overshadowed by the pending war in the OOWF, how do you feel about that?

Mac: <sighing> All anyone seems to want to talk about is the coming war between Eco and Moose, but I am starting to think like Bullet........is it ever going to happen?

Reporter2: Do you WANT it to happen?

Mac: I mean.......yes?

R1: So, you would side with Eco?

Mac: I......it's not that simple

R2: So, Moose then?

Mac: No, that's not that simple either, I.....

Reporter 3: <wearing an overcoat and dark glasses> Is it that you are just afraid to take a stand? Afraid to put your foot down?

Mac: What? No! Listen, I am the champion here, that makes me the BEST in the world, THEY should be asking ME which side I......

R3: No one asks because no one thinks you have the balls to step up either way

Mac: Who the hell are......

<before Mac can finish the man charges at Mac and nails him with a left cross, tears off the jacket and shades and we see that it's Moose. Moose and Mac brawl throughout the room hitting one another with chairs and anything else not nailed down. Mac rakes Moose's eyes and slams him face first into the wall, leaving a huge indentation in the drywall (that's coming out of his paycheck) Mac pulls Moose up and goes for a piledriver, but Moose backdrops him through the table and then grabs mic cord and wraps it around Mac's throat. Mac fights for air, as he does, Moose leans close>

MHJ: Careful what you wish for Flasher

<Moose pulls Mac up, hits a HEARTPUNCH that rocks Mac, then drops him with a RANHEI right on the floor. Moose gets to his feet, picks up Mac's OOWF World Heavyweight title and drapes it across his face before smirking and walking out the door>

[Leo]

"Silver Eagle" Jack Bullet sits on top of a picnic table in a park nearby the hotel he is staying at in Saskatchewan. He watches the summer sun set as he widdles a small piece of wood with a penknife. Kylie Mignolio walks up and sits next to him. They sit in silence for several moments.

KM: What you doing, Jack?

JB: Widdling. My grandfather taught me. He always said, when you don't know what to do, just widdle until the answer comes to you.

KM: Is it working?

JB: This was a 2x4 when I started.

He holds up the piece of wood about the size of his index finger.

JB: He also said not to sit down to widdle with something in mind. The wood will tell you what it will become. Well, this wood didn't tell me anything. It's just smaller and less significant than when I started. Maybe that's the message here.

KM: You've been avoiding it, Jack, but what is really bothering you here?

JB: Everything and nothing. It's strange. One moment I'm full of hate and fire. The next I just want to crawl onto a couch with Josie and watch the Disney Channel until we fall asleep.

KM (smiling slightly): There's nothing wrong with that, sometimes. But you can't just hide under a blanket with Josie until the world goes away. Believe me, I've thought that many times. You know why I think that a lot less now? Because of you. You're a good man, you've been good to us. Your problem? I think you care too much. You care too much about us, about the OOWF, about the fans. You see everybody spinning their wheels and it just makes you mad. Most of all, you see you spinning your wheels.

JB: I haven't heard a word from Ghosthead, Shizuru or Mai. Hell, at this point I'd even take one of them smacking me up side the head with a steel chair. It would at least show they care. Care about winning the Onslaught Title, about facing me, about the OOWF, about the fans.

JB: Go back to square one. You can't control anybody but yourself. You go out there on Mayhem, you wrestle the type of match we all know Jack Bullet can wrestle and if Mai can't step up to that, it's her failing not yours.

Kylie kisses Jack softly on the cheek and then takes his arm. She hops down from the table and brings Jack with her.

KM: C'mon, I'll let you tuck Josie into bed tonight.

They walk off and we FADE.

[Jack Quinn]

<we cut to the Destroyitarium where Shizuru stands with his henchmen being interviewed by 13>

13: Shizuru, Jack Bullet just called you out.....

S: Shizuru heard what Mr. Bullet says. <Sizzle slowly takes off his shades and looks intently at the camera> Jack Bullet Sizzlechest Manbeef is dead. The man you had no respect for, is dead. Ghosthead will not answer you because Ghosthead is a coward. Ghosthead could not stop me from taking his wife as my own bride, what Ghosthead thinks means nothing.

IF you survive Mai on Wednesday, you will not hold that title much longer. As I took Ghost's bride, I too will take your title Jack Bullet. And much as Ghost did nothing to stop me, there is also nothing you can do to stop me.

<Shizuru puts his shades back on and he and his associates walk away and we fade to black>

[Jack Quinn]

OOWF MidWeek Mayhem (#870)
Live! From Regina, Saskatchewan
July 18, 2018

BANNED FROM EVERYWHERE & ECOSYSTEM vs. BEER MONEY & SHANNON MANN

Bill and Justin ride out to the top of the stage on Drunky and Drunkette and they stop and wait, and a moment later a clearly unhappy about this Ecosystem rides out on Otis, what we can only assume is a rental donkey. They get to the ring and Beer Money and Shannon immediately attack.

BFE and Eco regain the advantage when Bill gets the hot tag and gives SYB and Shannon a double noggin knocker and they fall out of the ring. Bill grabs Skurge and plants him on the mat and traps him in the STUMP PULLER (five points to anyone who remembers who used that move) but Shannon slips back into the ring and pops Bill with a superkick before Skurge taps.

The end comes when Eco has Shannon in trouble. Eco hits a short arm clothesline on Shannon and waits for her to get to her feet, as he waits, Shizuru makes his way to the ring. As Eco starts to charge, Shizuru grabs his foot and trips him up slightly, Shannon sees this and hits a stiff knee right to Eco’s face! Eco crumples to the mat, Shannon covers and may or may not have grabbed some tights, and gets the three before Bill and Justin can make the save!
WINNERS in 13:48 – Beer Money & Shannon Mann

Shizuru backs back up the ramp – protected by his henchmen of course – and stares lovingly at Shannon as she gets to her feet, she blows her a kiss and Shannon just sneers at him. From the back, Ghost charges and DESTROYS the two henchmen. Shannon races up the ramp with a chair, she raises it to cave in Shizuru’s skull and brings it down just as Ghost grabs Shizuru! The shot hits Ghost instead, he falls to the floor, possibly out cold, Shannon stares at Ghost in horror then falls to the floor to check on him, the whole time Shizuru is backing up the ramp with a look of love on his face.

STANK vs. BRIDGET O’MALLEY

This one quickly turned into a classic. Bridget and Stank put on a clinic of wrestling, with Bridget using her speed to her advantage while Stank used his strength advantage. Neither managed a two count until we were twenty minutes in. The crowd was even coming around on Stank………….was.

The turning point came when Bridget charged at Stank, who was on the ropes, and Stank low bridged her sending Bridget flying over the top rope. As Bridget landed, her face SLAMMED into the guardrail around the ring and she lied motionless for a moment, then fans started freaking out. The referee slides out of the ring and we see Bridget evidently slammed her head on the guardrail and was bleeding heavily. The referee called the medics and we heard them talking

I don’t know, she is bleeding badly, does she even know where she is…….

Before anyone could answer, Stank leaves the ring and grabs her and pulls her to her feet and hits a hard clothesline then rolls her under the bottom rope. Stank slides in, lifts her up and hits the STANK-U then covers. The crowd boos the shit out of Stank the whole time the ref counts three.
WINNER in 31: 07 – Stank

Stank gets to his feet soaking in the boos and slowly makes his way to the back as the medical staff tends to Bridget

SHIZURU vs. GHOSTHEAD

Shizuru makes his way to the ring accompanied by his two banged up henchmen. He stands in the corner as the crowd boos the shit out of him. Ghosthead is announced and his music plays, but he makes no appearance. The crowd begins to buzz and an official makes his way to the ring and talks to the ring announcer. After a few seconds, we get an explaination.

Ladies and Gentlemen, due to the incident earlier tonight, Ghosthead has not been medically cleared and thus will not be able to participate tonight, therefore the winner of the match via forfeit………….Shizuru
WINNER via forfeit – Shizuru

Shannon comes out to argue that she would take her husband’s place, but the officials say the match is already done. Shannon fumes, then looks toward the ring where Shizuru bows and blows her a kiss and says thank you. Shannon’s eyes go wide and she is about to go to the ring when a medic pulls her backstage.

THE DARLINGS vs. THE SAINTS OF SINNERS

Handshakes of mutual respect all around before the bell rings………who am I kidding, they are all fighting before the bell even rings. Folz and Alex square off in the middle of the ring and throw punches for a few minutes, then go nose to nose. At some point Fulton and Alexis are pulled apart and head to their corners but no one notices because Alex and Folz are putting on a furious – both in speed and temperament- clinic on wrestling, counter wrestling and hitting some insanely stiff shots. Neither one gives an inch and neither can hold an advantage for long, the crowd is roaring with each shot and counter and finally after damn near fifteen minutes non stop wrestling, they both stop, flip one another off and the brawl is back on!

Fulton and Alexis take over while Folz and Alex fight on the floor. Alexis and Fulton put on their own clinic, but with Lexie doing more of the flying. Though Fulton shows his remarkable agility hitting several high spinning heel kicks. Fulton breaks out some rolling thunder nearly getting the three, but Alexis kicks out.

The end comes when Folz has Lexie on the top rope and tries for an Olympic slam from the top rope, Lexie slips free and somehow keeps her balance and turns it into a top rope neckbreaker! Lexie grabs Folz in a rolling cradle and gets the three count just before Folz kicks out!
WINNERS in 42:15 – The Darlings

ZED vs. KYLIE MIGNOLIO

Kylie is out first, the fans are solidly behind her, and there are even some “JO-SIE JO-SIE” chants that Kylie acknowledges with a wave. The OOWF Intercontinental champion Zed and his manager BRICK~! make their way to the ring and the crowd turns on a dime and boos them out of the building. Zed climbs into the ring and the ref calls for the bell.

Zed immediately gets a cheap shot on Kylie and beats her down to the mat, brutalizing her with stomps and kicks. Zed takes a moment to admire his work and taunt the crowd, then goes back and tries a shining wizard on a dazed Kylie, but Kylie moves out of the way and is ON FIRE! She whips Zed from pillar to post and has the champ reeling! Kylie gets several two counts before Zed bails out of the ring for the guidance of BRICK~! but Kylie gives them no peace, she dives between the ropes and slams Zed into the barricade before throwing him back into the ring for more two counts. Zed finally escapes when he catches a charging Kylie and guillotines her on the top rope.

Zed bails to the outside to confer with BRICK~! but Kylie is quick to recover, she grabs Zed from behind, but Zed escapes with a knee to her gut, then grabs Kylie by the head and SLAMS her face first into…….BRICK~! is that even legal? Kylie falls to her knees, Zed grabs her and hits a short DDT on the floor! The crowd gasps in horror. The referee slides out to check on Kylie, while he is doing that, Zed smirks and starts arguing with the fans. Bridget is slowly getting to her feet and trying to slide into the ring. While the referee is climbing into the ring, the Masked Man slides from under the ring with a chair and BRAINS Zed! Zed collapses in a heap on the outside, the Masked Man ditches the chair and hops into the crowd and disappears. Kylie gets into the ring and to her feet, the referee starts the ten count. BRICK~! has no idea Zed has been attacked so he just assumes he will get in before the ten……..but he doesn’t! BRICK~! panics and races around the ring to see Zed lying there as the referee raises Kylie’s arm.
WINNER via countout in 16:01 – Kylie Mignolio

MOOSEHEAD JACK vs. MAC FLASHER

With Moosehead Jack standing in the ring as “Scarecrow” plays, “I Get Wet” bellows through the arena as Mac Flasher slowly comes to the ring. Mac rolls into the ring and takes the microphone from ring announcer Mike Elevenbee. Mac slumps in the corner and looks toward the canvas while leaning toward Moose.

Mac: “Moose. You wanted me to sweeten the pot. I’d rather throw salt into the wounds. Tonight, I’ll show you that I can get just as violent as you. Maybe then, you’ll be convinced that you want this House of Pain match as much as I do.”

Mac throws down the mic and slips to the outside and digs underneath the apron where he tosses a few chairs, a kendo stick, a chain, a taped-up Happy Deth Bat III and a staple gun into the ring. OOWF official Davis Hightower sweeps the plunder to the outside as Mac rolls into the ring and sees the weaponry on the outside. Hightower chides Mac for the stunt with the foreign objects as Moose offers a handshake. Mac slaps Moose’s hand away and rolls to the weapon pile to grab a chair, only for Hightower to grab the chair when Mac loads up a swing. Moose wrestles Mac to the ground and uses his leverage to roll him into a cradle that gets 1. Mac scrambles up and decks Moose with a right hand. Undeterred, Moose works Mac to the turnbuckle and breaks the grapple before Hightower can even start a count, stopping the official by shouting “I BREAK AT 1!”

While Hightower shakes his head in disbelief, Mac charges Moose only to be tripped up by a drop toe hold. Moose works his leverage into a hammerlock, until Mac can stand up and drill Moose with a back elbow. Mac takes the woozy Moose and whips him into three of the four corners before Moose halts the melee by stepping between the ropes. Mac tries to get his hands on Moose but Hightower stops Mac. Moose takes a flask of “Trust Me” and takes a huge swig before pulling out a lighter. As Mac gets past Hightower, Moose breathes into the lighter to produce a fireball that temporarily blinds Mac from the brightness, despite the flame missing by at least a foot. As Mac stumbles back, Moose scoops Mac into a crucifix pin and keeps him down for 3.

Your winner (pinfall, 8:05) Moosehead Jack!

Moose rolls away from the ring as Mac, now infuriated, gives chase. Mac grabs the kendo stick from the pile and sprints after Moose, who jokingly begs off Mac before splashing “Trust Me” into Mac’s eyes. As Mac tries to rub out the burning sensation, Moose disappears to the back with a huge grin on his face.

MAI MUYO vs. JACK BULLET – OOWF Onslaught Championship Match

Mai is booed as she makes her way to the ring, but it doesn’t seem to faze her at all at this point. Jack is out next and the OOWF Onslaught champion gets a loud ovation, but also some mixed in boos from some of the crowd. Bullet shrugs it off and the match begins.

The action is fast and furious since Onslaught matches are only fifteen minutes normally and Mai goes after Jack’s legs trying to keep him grounded. Jack fights back by countering a sharpshooter into one of his own that forced Mai to use a rope break.

The match continues and gets more intense as the time draws closer. Jack catches Mai in a figure four forcing her to use her final rope break. As Mai gets to her feet Jack charges but Mai surprises him with a high impact move! Jack staggers backward and Mai whips him to the ropes and plants him with a belly to belly on the rebound and covers, but Jack kicks out at two. As Mai pulls him to his feet, Jack sweeps her legs and……..the bell rings!
WINNER – time limit draw

The crowd breaks into a “LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT” chant, and it looks as if the match may continue, but Shizuru races into the ring and attacks Bullet! The crowd boos loudly until Jack starts to make a comeback! That comeback is quickly cut off when Mai attacks Bullet! The crowd boos the hell out of this and only gets louder as Mai and Shizuru put the boots to Bullet. Suddenly the crowd roars as Ghoshead, a bloody bandage around his forehead, makes his way to the ring with a chair. He swings the chair and nearly gets Shizuru but Mai pulls him to the mat and they both escape from the ring. Ghost drops the chair and he and Bullet go nose to nose in the middle of the ring. Before anything else can happen, Shannon makes her way to the ring and gets Ghost to leave. Bullet grabs his title and holds it above his head in victory, but you can see the look on his face, he doesn’t feel victorious right now.

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