[Jack Quinn]

OOWF MidWeek Mayhem (#893)
Live! From Hobart, Tasmania
December 19, 2018

OOWF Onslaught Championship Match
Alexander Darling vs. Sebastian Davis

Last Man Standing Match
Moosehead Jack vs. Nick Fleming

Bridget O'Malley & Kylie Mignolio vs. Banned From Everywhere vs. Zed & Beverly Cambridge vs. Saints of Sinners
Trent Powers & Mac Flasher vs. Shizuru & Mama Juana
Jack Bullet vs. Firewoman


Card subject to Taz, Tazz the Tazmaniac and the Tazmanian Devil showing up

[Jack Quinn]

<cut to the Destroyitarium where a sweaty Moose is pacing after his match with Nick Fleming. Moose winces in pain and holds grabs his neck, 13 comes up and the OOWF banner drops>

13: Moose, tonight you had a hell of a match against Nick Fleming that ended in a double countout. In just over two weeks you have what may be your final match against Alexander Darling, but before that, next week you face Nick Fleming in a last man standing match

MHJ: Let me make this perfectly clear I asked for the Last Man Standing match. I am not concerned with my match against Alexander Darling, I could fight that man in my sleep, there is nothing Alex can do that will surprise me. My attention is firmly on you Nick Fleming. I will admit, you pushed me tonight, goddamn near broke my fucking neck, but you couldn't keep me down.

13: This seems to be about more than wins and losses with Fleming

MHJ: As I said before, this is about inevitability. I'm not stupid, I know how this works. The alpha male is constantly challenged, and one day......one day he cannot answer that challenge and he is torn to pieces by the stronger male. The OOWF is no different. I know how my story ends, I have been the alpha male around here for a long fucking time. Mac Flasher thought he could get knock me off.......I took his title. Now Nick Fleming is stepping to the plate. The thing of it is Fleming, if I beat you, it's business as usual. If you beat me, that's a feather in your cap, that's a bragging point, that's an accomplishment. If you knock off the alpha male, you are the new big dog, this is your yard now. Well, I am not ready to give that up.

13: Some would say since Jack Bullet is the world champion, this is HIS yard

MHJ: <laughing> Jack Bullet knows what I am talking about all too well. He is another one desperate to hang on. He knows his time is running short, and he will have the fight of his life against my sister. Fleming put him in the hospital, Fire is going to put him in the grave, and no amount of voodoo from Mama Juana can stop that

13: I am going to be honest, Mama Juana kinda freaks me out, scares me a little

MHJ: <smirking> there's no fearing the devil you know, the fear comes from the unknown.........MJ, let's just say the Quinns have made their deals with the devil, so what you bring to the table is not going to scare us one bit.

<Moose grabs his neck in pain again and heads to the bar for a drink, and we fade>

[L!zz~]

(The Lovely and Talented Dorothy meets up with Beverly)

Dorothy: Tough loss.

Beverly: It's on me. (still frustrated) I should have been...

Dorothy: (cuts her off) That's why you hired me. Get some sleep, shake it off and tomorrow we start your new program.

Beverly: I'm looking forward to it Dorothy.

Dorothy: (grins) So am I. Might be nice to work with someone who actually listens to me. But we'll whip you into ring shape in no time.

Beverly: I'll see you bright and early tomorrow.

Dorothy: Lets not go crazy. I'll meet you at 11.

Beverly: 11 it is.

(We fade as the women head off in opposite directions)

[DrMcAwesome]

*the scene finds BRIDGET O’MALLEY walking down the Hallway of Random Encounters while chatting on the phone to an UNKNOWN PERSON. Don’t worry, the INVISIBLE NINJA CAMERA will help us detect who is on the other end soon enough*

BRIDGET: “Kylie. No. I haven’t made my decision yet. I mean, Danny has given me a deadline but we’re not anywhere near that date yet. There’s just going to be a day between now and then when you, Zed and I will have to …”

*before BRIDGET can complete that thought, MATT FOLZ and “CRUSHER” STAN FULTON encounter BRIDGET with zero intention of chatting things up. STAN decks BRIDGET with a hamhock-hammock-like forearm, stumbling her into MATT’s grasp as he tosses her with an overhead T-bone Folzplex head-first into a nearby garage bay door. The pair continues their assault on the stunned and motionless BRIDGET until AWESOME BILL FROM DAWSONVILLE and JUSTIN SANE arrive to swing the numbers game. After a brief round of fisticuffs, MATT and STAN back away while admiring their work on the heaped and bleeding BRIDGET*

AWESOME BILL: “Dem Saints boys ain’t gon’ get away with this there act. Justin, go fetch Mac, I’ll get her doctorified!”

*JUSTIN rushes off to find MAC FLASHER as AWESOME BILL picks up BRIDGET to carry her to OOWF Medical while the INC pans to BRIDGET’s discarded phone*

BRIDGET’S PHONE: “…Bridget? Bridget? What happened? … Are you OK? … Answer me, please!”

*the scene fades as KYLIE MIGNOLIO pleads for BRIDGET through the phone*

[DrMcAwesome]

*the scene finds MAC FLASHER and SEXY FEMALE JOURNALIST 37.1 standing in front of the OOWF Interview Banner as an old-fashioned interview is about to commence*

SFJ 37.1: “Mac. Some disparaging comments from Sebastian Davis last week. I know there are bigger fish to fry between now and New Years’ Evil, but do you have a rebuttal?”

MAC: “Well … I mean. It’s good to see that Sebastian hasn’t lost any of his arrogance while he was away from OOWF. But, I think his days as Onslaught Champion are numbered, severely. You see, Chad …”

SFJ 37.1: “Don’t you mean Sebastian?”

MF: “Yeah. My bad. Just a sloppy mistake on my end. Anyhow, Zane …”

SFJ 37.1: “It’s Sebastian, Mac.”

MF: “Damn it. Can we start over?”

SFJ 37.1: “We’re live, Mac.”

MF: “Oh … Well …”

*JUSTIN SANE rushes into the shot, totally out of breath but with a message*

JUSTIN: “Mac! …” *JUSTIN inhales* “Bridget! …” *JUSTIN inhales* “Saints! …” *JUSTIN nearly passes out* “Medical!”

MF: “What?”

JS: “Just come!”

*JUSTIN grabs MAC by the hand and rushes off with him while SFJ 37.1 motions for the cameras to stop rolling as the scene fades*

[L!zz~]

(As a random person in the random hallway had finally picked up the phone, Kylie hurries towards Medical)

Beverly: Oh hey there...what's wrong?

Kylie: Saints attacked Bridget. Going to Medical.

Beverly: (falling into step with her) C'mon. Mac might need some help


(Fade as the sisters hurry off)

[Road Warrior Shark]

Standing outside the OOWF Arena in Hobart, Tasmania (Cheap Pop!) we find Onslaught Champion Sebastian Davis standing there, title belt slung over his shoulder, leaning against the wall with a satisfied smirk on his face.

Sebastian: Yea, that's right. 3 weeks into this thing and I'm already main event-ing shows. I won a title in my second match with a main roster contract. The cat is out of the bag. I keep telling you, Sebastian Davis is the best. Nick Fleming? Couldn't get the job done. Mac Flasher? Couldn't get the job done. Alexander Darling? couldn't get the job done.

The spoiled little rich kid bought his way into another chance against me. You know, he figures the third time's the charm and law of averages and all that shit. What he fails to realize is, I'm the exception to the rule. I'm not the next big thing. I am the Big Thing. I'm not the future. I am The Present. Simply put, I Am The Best. And come Wednesday, I will beat Alexander Darling, again. Guar. An. Teed.

[DrMcAwesome]

*the scene finds a responsive, and even laughing BRIDGET O’MALLEY sitting on a bed in OOWF Medical while surrounded by BEVERLY CAMBRIDGE, KYLIE MIGNOLIO and AWESOME BILL FROM DAWSONVILLE. A very annoyed, and angry, MAC FLASHER arrives with JUSTIN SANE as the INVISIBLE NINJA CAMERA zooms in*

MAC: “And the next time that you pull that shit on me, Justin …”

JUSTIN: “What shit?”

MF: “Diverting me to the ATM so I could give you $5.”

JS: “Hey, would you rather I not come to get you?”

BRIDGET: “Guys! Just … Settle.”

*MAC looks to BRIDGET and sees a few cuts on her face and on her legs*

MF: “Bridget. What did they do to you?”

BO’M: “They caught me off my guard, that’s all. Knocked me silly for a second, but it’s going to take more than that to …” *BRIDGET winces in pain as she tries to move her head* “… Keep me down. I’ll be fine by Wednesday.”

MF: “They’re dead. Both of them. Done.”

KYLIE: “Mac. Just … I know that you want to exact revenge, but wait until Bridget is at full strength. You can’t fight them alone. There’s just too many, plus those two feed off mistakes. You’re pissed. You’ll make a bunch of them right now.”

MF: “Just … Just … They’re done.”

*MAC storms out of BRIDGET’S room, despite the efforts of AWESOME BILL to restrain him. As MAC turns the corner down the hallway, he bumps in REVEREND BRICK~! and ZED*

REV. BRICK~!: “MacIntosh. How is she?”

MF: “She’s fine, but there are two dead men that need to meet their end.”

RB~!: “Peter 3:9 says ‘Do not repay evil with evil or insult with insult. On the contrary, repay evil with blessing, because to this you were called so that you may inherit a blessing.’”

MF: “You just Googled that, didn’t you.”

*ZED nods in affirmation*

RB~!: “Just because I needed to find the right scripture doesn’t mean that the message is sullied. MacIntosh, when you agreed to join The God Complex …”

MF: “I never agreed to that.”

RB~!: “Your lady, Miss O’Malley tells me differently.”

MF: “…Fucking Bridget.”

RB~!: “MacIntosh, watch your language. She’s doing what’s best for you, even if you can’t see it. For The God Complex is a house of worship, not a house of war. We use our gifts to ward away the evil in OOWF, not increase it. Your path toward the Saints of Sinners for superficial revenge is not our way.”

MF: “OK … What convinced you to take this turn? A few months ago, you and Zed were on a mission to rid OOWF of me … Now you want to put me on the same path. Does Zed even believe in what you’re doing?”

*ZED reluctantly affirms with a nod*

RB~!: “A few weeks back, I was on the wrong path. I will admit that. I had sinned. I had sins greater than those committed by the Saints of Sinners. But then, one evening I had consumed a ghost pepper wing. Needing a beverage to quell the fire in my mouth, I found a brown jug with a cross on it. I drank a generous portion of what was in that jug, which was obviously Holy Water. It worked to drive the sin and the hellfire from that peppery wing from my body. That day, I was cleansed. I was born anew as two angels helped me to my feet when I regained consciousness.”

*AWESOME BILL arrives just in time to hear the end of the story. While he tries his hardest, he just can’t stifle the laughter*

RB~!: “William. Is something amusing?”

AB: “That there wasn’t no holy water …”

*the scene abruptly cuts out as BILL starts his explanation of the events described by REV. BRICK~!*

[L!zz~]

(Beverly gently pushes Bridget back onto her bed)

Beverly: You stay here. Kylie make sure she does. I'll go find Mac.

Bridget: Why are you being so helpful?

Beverly: I'm the oldest. Someone has to be the adult around here.

Bridget; (laughs,lies back) Try and talk sense into him.

Beverly: I'll do my best.

(Beverly heads out as Kylie turns to Bridget)

Kylie: She's been very helpful.

Bridget: You and I have a lot of catching up to do.

Kylie: (passes her a cold drink) Where shall I start?

Bridget: At the beginning of course..

(Fade as the INC gets bored and goes looking for action)

[Fire-Babe]

Firewoman is SITTING~! along the river front, watching River Derwent roll by. Stank comes to sit next to her...gently, nursing his knee.

S: Figured you'd be by the river.

FW: Yeah....not quite the Mississippi.

S: Nah, it's cleaner..

FW: Shouldn't you be resting your knee?

S: I probably should be, but I can't. I don't know why there's this distance between us, Fire, but I'm not putting up with it. I know you got to have your space all the time to deal with things and I try to respect that, but enough is enough.

FW: You probably should have stayed in...wherever it was that you first hurt it, and not traveled, you're just aggravating it.

S: *heavy annoyed sigh* I'm aggravated, that's for sure. Fire....Lisa...*gently turning her face towards his*...

FW: Stop worrying, everything is--

S: NOT fine. Stan is ready to do the ceremony, Shannon keeps calling you to find out when--

FW: Oh is that what the messages say?

S: --and then calling ME because you don't answer your phone, Ma and Gramma have been spending my inheritance following us around the globe, just in case this week is the week.....

FW: Look, we had to worry about Josie--

S: Kylie's back, so Josie is back with her. Next?

FW: Um...Well, there's all sorts of issues trying to get marriage licenses, and... I mean, you remember the problems in Iceland--

S: Lucky has everything worked out for every country we're going to until we get back to the States.

FW: Oh... um...

S: Next?

FW: This... Mama Juana is really weird...

S: C'mon...Moose had that all pegged in his promo.

FW: Okay, right....Lucas, I don't have a reason. Something feels off, and I don't know what it is.

S: Uh huh....

FW: You don't believe me?

S: No.

FW: What?

S: You're LYING, Fire...if not to me, then to yourself.

FW: I...you....what?

S: I'm not an idiot. Your brother and your ex have a fairly significant meeting coming up, and I know you don't want to talk about it, and I know how stubborn you Quinns are, so I'm not going to make you.

FW: Okay, good, because---

S: I am going to tell you that as I said is enough is enough, and we are either getting married on January 1 or not at all.

FW: But that's the day after--

S: I'm aware. We can always do it before, whatever fits in your various supersti--

FW: What? Are you giving me an ultimatum?

S: Yep, I am. You want to marry me or you don't. Time to shit or get off the pot.

Fire's mouth hangs open in shock, and then that shock turns to anger. She reaches down and tries to wrench the engagement ring from her finger, but, predictably, it won't come off.

FW: Dammit!

S: *shrugs* Gramma's decided. I've decided, my family's decided, yours has, the fans have, and I'd be willing to bet all those ghost things--

FW: Spirits!

S: --whatever you talk to, have decided too. We're all just waiting for you.

FW: But....

Stank gets up and walks, er...hobbles away. Fire sits there stunned and then looks back to the river for answers.

[Jack Quinn]

<Moose sits down next to Fire as she watches Stank hobble away and hands her a coffee>

MHJ: He won't, but I will

FW: <grabbing the coffee> what?

MHJ: What the fuck is your problem?

FW: MY problem? What is YOUR problem?

MHJ: My fucking problem is you have your head up your ass

FW: I don't have to listen to this.....

<Fire starts to get up and Moose grabs her arm and pulls her back down. Fire is NOT pleased>

MHJ: Now, we can do this the easy way, you can stop being so goddamn stubborn and talk to me, or we can do it the Quinn way and beat the shit out of one another and probably end up in a Tasmanian jail, I'm good with either one, so it's your call

<Fire thinks for a minute, glances down at Moose's boot where she sees the end of a scalpel sticking out, then relaxes>

FW: Fine. Talk.

MHJ: What the fuck is your problem

FW: I don't have a problem

MHJ: Oh really? cause from where I'm sitting, you got a metric fuckton of problems

FW: <spinning to look at Moose> LIKE WHAT?

MHJ: Well, one, you haven't fucking eviscerated Bullet yet, and you are pussyfooting around Mama Juana like she has some sort of fucking hold on you. You haven't done SHIT with the Saints since you joined other than getting revenge on the Muyos, which you haven't said a fucking WORD about, I mean, a thank you to Folz for thinking up that match would have been nice. You're ignoring your fiance to brood like..........to brood like HIM, and you're being all EmoKid about me facing Darling. Does that about cover it?

FW: I don't have to listen to this

MHJ: Well, it's a wonder you can hear any of it with your head planted so firmly up your own ass

FW: WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?

MHJ: Beat the shit out of Bullet, recognize you have a goddamn family that WANTS you there in the Saints, marry Lucas because he is the best fucking thing that's ever happened to you, quit worrying about what happens between Alex and I, pull your fucking head out of your ass and get it in the game, before you fucking get hurt. Now, is that so goddamn hard?

<before Fire can answer, Moose gets to his feet and walks away. Fire glares at him as he goes, then goes back to looking out across the water and we fade>

[snelson66]

FADE back in and Stan Fulton sits down next to Firewoman.

FW: “What do you want? You're next to tell me I have a problem and then mansplain how to fix it?”

SF: “Nope. Just going to sit and watch the river. You picked the best spot so I hope you don’t mind sharing.”

Fulton sits contemplating the river’s continual movement as a metaphor for... something. Fire just stares at Fulton like he’s grown a second head. Finally, Stan turns and sees Fire staring at him.

SF: “What?”

FW: “I... just expected...”

SF: “That because I’m in the Saints of Sinners I’m just like the rest of them? I thought you knew me a bit better than that, but that’s okay.”

FW: “We’ve never been on the best of terms so why are you here?”

SF: “I told you. To watch the river. But for if you mean why am I here with you? First, I do tend to forgive easier than the rest of them. Second, I’m probably the least likely to resort to violence to solve a problem. Oh sure, I’ll use it when I need to, like with Mai, but it’s not ‘my thing’ as it were. And third, I’m here as the man officiating at your wedding, should it take place.”

FW: “What do you mean, ‘should it take place?!?!?!’”

SF: “Fire... Lisa... the universe has a plan. Or spirits if you weell (said in his best Dusty Rhodes voice). If that plan involves you being wed to Lucas, it will happen in its preordained time. If that isn’t the plan for you, things will continue to intercede on the universe’s behalf to halt it.”

FW: “That is very zen. But again, why are you here?”

SF: “I was watching OOWF-TV. I thought you could use someone to either talk to or just watch the river with.

Fire sighs.

FW: “So do you think there's something I should do?”

SF: “I cannot tell you that, Lisa. That comes from inside you. Your feelings; your experiences. I could try to provide data for you to help with that decision, but I cannot, nor will not, tell you what to do. I’m not arrogant enough to know you better than you do.”

FW: “So what data do you have?”

SF: “From my perspective of knowing and watching the two of you, you and Lucas both care for each other. I don’t know if it’s love or what. I’m not a psychologist. You are both ... enthusiastic in the bedroom.”

Fire blushes just a bit at that.

SF: “And I think each of you is better with the other than without.”

The two sit in silence for a while.

FW: “Thank you.”

SF: “For?”

FW: “For not trying to force me to do something or not. For just being willing to listen and talk.”

SF: “You’re welcome.”

The two sit in silence for a while more.

SF: “That is a nice river.”

FW: “Yep.”

Fulton stands up.

SF: “I have a match for which to get ready. Listen to the spirits, Lisa. The universe is trying to tell you something through them. Namaste.”

Fulton leaves as Fire stares at the river.

FADE

[Fire-Babe]

Fire watches the river for a bit longer.

FW: Fine...Stan's right...as usual.

Fire closes her eyes and places her hands on her knees in meditation posture. She sits there for a while and eventually a slight breeze picks up, ruffling her hair and causing one tress to fall in her eyes. She wrinkles her nose to try and get it to move, but when that doesn't work, she opens her eyes, frustrated.

FW: Figures...the answer is my hair in my eyes....*to the sky* Thanks a lot!

Voice: You're welcome.

Fire jumps with a start and sees....the Ghost of Spin Freakin' Hansen! Fire's eyes roll.

FW: Not this again. Didn't you get your wings last time?

GoSFH: I did, see?

Spin turns around and there is a transparent outline of wings coming from his back.

FW: Very nice...now go.

GoSFH: But I just got here! And you asked for me.

FW: I did not.

GoSFH: What was all that *sarcastically miming meditating* stuff?

FW: I asked for a message. And my hair--

GoSFH: Fell in your eye, right? That's it.

FW: Huh?

GoSFH: You need to get the hair out of your eye.

FW: ....I'm going...

GoSFH: Look, Moose put it more bluntly, but it's the same thing. What happens when you brush your hair out of your eye?

FW: Fine...I can see.

GoSFH: Right!

FW: So, I need a haircut?

GoSFH: No...well, actually yes, but no...you need a metaphysical hair cut!

FW: Look, Spin, last time you were here you said there was something I'd know it when I saw it, my purpose in life, or some shit, and that's why everything looked BETTER without me, it was going to be even better than better with me. Well, since then, my brother and Alex did work together to put me in a nuthouse, and then there was the WWE thing, which saved the company but cost me personally, and--

GoSFH: Yes, I know, I know you're right, but it's just....look, the turn is coming, okay?

FW: What turn?

GoSFH: I--

FW: Can't tell me..right, I know... so then go away. I promise I'm not going to dive into the river.

GoSFH: Look....hrm... how to get us past this....

FW: By leaving.

GoSFH: No, no....ah.....Moose.

FW: Moose? Do you know what he did?

GoSFH: Yes, yes, I know, and that's a... well, that's a wrinkle we didn't expect, but...regardless, he just gave you a to do list.

FW: Uh what?

GoSFH: Look.

MHJ: Beat the shit out of Bullet, recognize you have a goddamn family that WANTS you there in the Saints, marry Lucas because he is the best fucking thing that's ever happened to you, quit worrying about what happens between Alex and I, pull your fucking head out of your ass and get it in the game, before you fucking get hurt. Now, is that so goddamn hard?

FW: So?

GoSFH: So check everything off that list, and .... you'll see!

FW: See what?

GoSFH: Oh, one more thing, it has to be by 12/21.

FW: See what...by when?

GoSFH: Dec 21. The sol-

FW: I know what it is....That's FRIDAY!

GoSFH: Is it?

FW: Okay, say I do all this, then what?

GoSFH: Then....you'll see!

FW: ....so....

GoSHF: Fine, I'll spell it out. No, I won't Moose just did, but I think we need a different order. Bullet, Saints, Alex, Stank.

FW: What do I--

GoSHF: You'll know. Gotta go.

Spin fades away. Fire looks at the empty space where he was, shakes her head, and gets up to to back to the arena.

[Jack Quinn]

OOWF MidWeek Mayhem (#893)
Live! From Hobart, Tasmania
December 19, 2018

TRENT POWERS & MAC FLASHER vs. SHIZURU & MAMA JUANA

Powers and Flasher win by DQ when Mama Juana throws fire at Powers (she misses). Match TBEIL

BRIDGET O’MALLEY & KYLIE MIGNOLIO vs. BANNED FROM EVERYWHERE vs. ZED & BEVERLY CAMBRIDGE vs. THE SAINTS OF SINNERS

Things start off well in this one, Kylie and Bev start things off and we get some nice chain wrestling. Zed and Bridget get tagged in and we get even more action. The fans are really into it and start a THIS IS AWE-SOME chant. Then Folz and Bill tag themselves in and things go to hell from there. Bill makes an attempt at wrestling, but Folz easily counters so it quickly turns to a brawl. Fulton and Justin get involved and the crowd is way into this as well, starting another THIS IS AWE-SOME chant. Not to be outdone, Zed and Bridget tag one another in and they…….start their own brand of brawling. Kylie and Bev get involved too and there are people flying inside and outside the ring. I will let you guess what the fans started chanting this time? You got it! THIS IS AWE-SOME! Now, following the logic in wrestling, Fulton and Justin tag themselves in they start…..chain wrestling. Now it is BFE and the Saints turn to put on a classic. Justin and Fulton hit the big guy/little guy spots, Fulton and Bill trade big man blows and Justin and Folz do an impressive bit of back and forth. The crowd is still into it, and gives us one more THIS IS AWE-SOME chant. Finally Bridget and Bev tag themselves back in and all four teams brawl. The fight spills out of the ring, up the ramp and into the crowd.

Finally Kylie and Matt make it back into the ring, Folz sends Kylie to the ropes and plants her with a belly to belly suplex for a two count. Folz gets to his feet and waits for Kylie to get up, he grabs her and lifts her for an Olympic slam, but Kylie slips off Matt’s shoulders grabs him and hits a Florida Key, Kylie bridges, one…….two…….THREE!
WINNERS in 24:48 – Kylie Mignolio & Bridget O’Malley

Kylie and Bridget celebrate in the ring, Fulton pulls his partner out of the ring and they lock eyes with Kylie and Bridget. The Frenemies make the “we want the belts” motion, Fulton and Folz sling their over their shoulders and Fulton yells “come and take em.” The Saints back up the ramp while Kylie and Bridget celebrate.

MOOSEHEAD JACK vs. NICK FLEMING – Last Man Standing Match

Moose attacks Fleming backstage before the match can even start and they brawl around the backstage area. Moose tries to whip Fleming into the wall, Fleming reverses it but Moose stops himself from hitting the wall, when he turns to face Fleming, Fleming NAILS him with a hard elbow to the face. Moose falls to the floor, when Fleming pulls him up, Moose is busted wide open above his eye. Fleming grabs Moose by the leg and drags him through the hall and out into the arena. Fleming drags Moose to ringside. At ringside Fleming pulls Moose up and goes for a piledriver, but Moose is able to back drop out of it. Fleming hits the concrete hard, and Moose grabs a chair and tries to slam it down on Fleming’s head, but Nick moves out of the way at the last second. He rolls to his feet and catches Moose as he stands up and kicks the chair into his face. Nick grabs Moose and throws him into the ring, then follows him in, lifts Moose and hits a BUCKLE BOMB, as Moose staggers out of the corner, Fleming kicks him in the gut then hits a VERTEBREAKER! Fleming gets to his feet and backs into the corner and lets the ref start counting. Moose fights to his feet at six and the fight continues.

Fleming dominates the match pummeling Moose with suplexes and everything else he can think of. Moose continues to answer the ten count. After gruesome Tiger Driver off the apron to the floor, Moose barely fights to his feet before the ten, standing at nine before falling back to the floor. As Moose gets up again, he looks at Fleming and grins and tells him to bring it. Fleming renews his attack and beats Moose more.

Russ: Moose appears to be using a bit of a rope a dope strategy
Razz: Fleming just DDT’d him through a table, whose the dope here?

Fleming gets busted open when Moose reverses a whip and sends him face first into the ring post. Moose goes on the attack, hammering Fleming with everything not nailed down at ringside. They fight to the top of the ramp. Fleming catches Moose with an European uppercut that rocks him on his heels. Fleming grabs Moose for a piledriver

Russ: HE’S GONNA PILEDRIVE HIM OFF THE STAGE THROUGH THOSE TABLES BELOW!
Razz: Moose is gonna die!

Before he can hit the move, Moose fights out of it and turns it into an ALABAMA SLAM OFF THE STAGE THROUGH THE TABLES!

Russ: GOOD GAWD! GOOD GAWD! GOOD GAWD! Fleming is DEAD!
Razz: I cannot believe what I just saw
Russ: The referee needs to forego the ten count and get that man medical attention!
Razz: Moose <who is in a heap at the top of the stage> doesn’t look so great either……wait Russ, is he…….
Russ: I cannot believe this
Razz: How the HELL is Fleming getting to his feet?!?

Sure enough, Fleming is fighting to his feet. The referee is right there counting. Fleming JUST beats the count, standing at nine. He turns around and Moose comes flying off the stage and catches Fleming with a BUISAKU KNEE to the face! Both men are down!

Russ: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!
Razz: Fleming is out! Moose is out!

While the referee is checking on Fleming and making the count, Stank walks out, hobbles out really, and grabs Moose and pulls him up, then disappears. Moose slumps against a table, then manages to stand just as the referee gets to ten!
WINNER in 37:09 – Moosehead Jack

Moose immediately collapses to the floor, Stank comes back out and helps him to his feet and helps him to the back, while medical checks on Fleming. They huddle around him for a moment, then Fleming pushes them aside and gets to his feet, albeit on rubber legs. Fleming stumbles to the back without any help. The crowd cheers him, but he ignores it and disappears to the back.

FIREWOMAN vs. JACK BULLET

Fire is announced first and she comes to the ring to the boos of the crowd. Fire seems a bit more focused tonight than usual. She steps between the ropes and heads to the corner and paces while Jack Bullet is announced. The crowd roars for Bullet. The OOWF World Heavyweight Champion steps between the ropes for this non-title match, looks at Fire and tips his hat. Fire just glares. Bullet hands off his jacket and title and heads to the middle of the ring and extends his hand. Fire walks out to meet Bullet, then punches him right in the mouth. Bullet turns and falls to one knee, then immediately gets back to his feet and cocks his arm back, but doesn’t throw the punch. So Fire SUPERKICKS him right on the jaw! Bullet falls backward and Fire is on him, hammering him with punches to the face.

Fire throws Bullet out of the ring and slams him back first into the apron, then clocks him with another punch to the jaw. Bullet once again cocks back to punch Fire, but he holds back and knees her in the gut instead. Bullet tries a whip to the guardrail, but Fire reverses it and slams back first into the steel. He staggers forward and Fire LEVELS him with a right cross to the jaw! Fire throws Bullet back into the ring and pulls him to his feet and shoves him into the corner. Fire once again connects with a punch to the jaw. Bullet responds by hitting Fire with a double leg take down. Bullet grabs a side head lock and tries to clear his head.

Russ: I think some of those punches have our world champion a little cloudy
Razz: Right now he’s not sure how many Firewoman’s…….Firewomen? He’s in the ring with

Fire fights to her feet and slips free, Bullet spins around and just narrowly avoids another punch from Fire. Bullet puts his fists up and you can see he is angry! We go old school here, Fire throws a couple of punches, Jack blocks the first two, the third connects right to Jack’s nose. Blood flows freely and Jack takes Fire to the mat with a drop toe hold, then lands a stiff kick to the back of her head. Bullet staggers into the corner and wipes the blood from his nose. As Fire gets to her feet, doubled over, Bullet races across the ring and hits a knee lift that sends Fire back to the mat.

Bullet takes over, and the crowd goes nuts. Jack keeps Fire on the mat, especially keeping her fists from his face. Bullet locks in a figure four and Fire does manage to connect with a shot to the chin, Bullet complains to the referee that a closed fist should be a disqualification, but gets no answer. Fire manages to reverse the hold forcing the break, Bullet pulls her up and sets her on the top rope and climbs up for a superplex, but Fire nails Bullet with an uppercut that knocks him off the ropes to the mat. Fire leaps from the top rope and hits a WARRIOR STOMP on Bullet, then mounts him and starts HAMMERING him with punches to the face! The referee, thankfully reminded that closed fist punches are supposed to be illegal, warns Fire, then when she refuses to stop, calls for the disqualification!
WINNER in 20:40 by disqualification – Jack Bullet

Fire breaks and pulls a dazed Bullet to his feet and throws him out of the ring. She pulls him onto the Tasmanian announce table and hits a MOOSE KILLER! Driving Bullet through the table and onto the concrete floor below! The crowd is stunned, but Fire isn’t done yet, she locks Bullet in Walls of Jericho, the real one, with her knee firmly planted on the back of Bullet’s neck.

Russ: SOMEONE GET HER OFF OF HIM! BULLET COULD HAVE A BROKEN NECK!
Razz: He’s hurt that neck before Russ! Fleming put him in the hospital with a piledriver!

Finally security swarms Fire and pulls her off of Bullet. Fire dives back in and gets a few more punches in to Bullet’s face. As security pushes her up the ramp, she comes face to face with Mama Juana. They lock eyes, Fire slowly raises her fist and licks Bullet’s blood off her knuckles. Fire smirks and walks past MJ. A strange look crosses her face, then she goes to check on Jack.

ALEXANDER DARLING vs. SEBASTIAN DAVIS – OOWF Onslaught Championship Match

Darling is out first and the crowd gives him a great ovation. Darling steps on the middle turnbuckle and as his music hits the high note, he throws his hood back and spreads his arms and the crowd goes apeshit. Darling hops off the turnbuckle and heads to the opposite corner where he lays across the top rope waiting for Davis. Davis’ music plays and he heads to the ring, the crowd boos the shit out of him, he stops about halfway down the ramp, looks out at the crowd and just points to his title. The crowd boos louder. Davis steps between the ropes and walks right up to Darling, who is now standing in the corner and puts the title right in his face. Darling smirks and brushes him aside. The two meet in the middle of the ring, the referee holds up the title. The referee orders the prematch handshake, but Davis just walks away.

The bell rings and Darling immediately grabs Davis and rolls him up for a one count. Davis escapes and spins to his feet, Darling slips behind him and rolls him up a second time for a two count. Both wrestlers spin to their feet and Davis slams Darling between the eyes with a headbutt that rocks Alex. Davis grabs him and takes him to the mat with an arm drag and tries to keep Darling grounded.

The match continues on like this, Davis keeps Darling grounded, forcing Alex to burn through his rope breaks. Darling finally fights to his feet and the pace picks up again. Darling whips Davis to the ropes, elevates him on the rebound, then hits a Cesaro uppercut as he falls. Davis hits the mat and Darling pounces on him and tries to get him in a sharpshooter, but Davis gets to the ropes using his first rope break, then slides out of the ring to the floor.

Russ: Davis has to be keenly aware that the time limit favors the champion in these matches
Razz: Darling is keenly aware of that too, here he comes!

Darling springs over the top rope, Davis moves, Alex lands on the top rope, then leaps off and snaps Davis over with a hurracarana, pulls him up and shoots him into the ring and covers, but Davis is out at two.

Alex takes over and has Davis on the ropes, going for pin after pin. To his credit Davis fights out of every hold, only using the ropes once, giving him one rope break remaining. Alex whips Davis into the corner, Davis hits hard chest first and staggers backward, Darling lifts him for a DARLING DRIVER, but Davis fights it and manages to hook his foot on the top rope, which technically consists of a rope break! Darling drops Davis to the mat, then drops a leg across his chest.

Five minutes remain in the match.

Darling pounces on Davis and tries to lock him in the crossface, but Davis fights out of it. Davis gets to his feet and we have a furious five minutes with each man going for his finisher and the other blocking it. Alex tries for another Darling driver, but Davis slips free and hits the Spring Break Plunge for a two count. Darling gets to his feet and nails Davis with a knee to the face that stuns him, Alex grabs Davis and lifts him for another Darling Driver, Davis slips free, steps back and nails Alex with a superkick to the back of the head, Darling falls face first to the mat and Davis locks him in the Padre Island Crab!

Darling is trapped! He can’t use the ropes to escape! The fans cheer for Darling to escape, and just as it looks like he is going to fight out of it, Davis cinches it in tighter, the referee is right there asking for the tap out, but Darling refuses, he fights the move and finally the bell rings!
WINNER – 15:00 time limit draw

Davis releases the hold and looks down at Darling who is grabbing his back. Davis shakes his head and leaves the ring, grabs his title and heads to the back in disgust. Darling slowly gets to his feet, holding his back. The fans cheer for Alex, but he knows it was not a victory. It’s not a loss, but he didn’t quite get the job done.

Russ: Razz, one thing I took from tonight…….Moosehead Jack and Alexander Darling did not look like they once did
Razz: Well, there ain’t no one who can beat Father Time, and you consider what they have put their bodies through in the last decade, you have to wonder, what are we going to see in eleven days?
Russ: War. We are going to see a war. And we are going to see someone get hurt. Don’t let tonight fool you, these two may not be what they once were, but their pure hate for one another could fuel them for all eternity

We get one more shot of Darling standing in the middle of the ring and we fade to black.

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