[Jack Quinn]

OOWF End of Days 12 (#093)
Live! From Casper, Wyoming
February 24, 2019

Last Match
Moosehead Jack vs. Alexander Darling

OOWF Invitationals Finals - Winner Becomes OOWF World Heavyweight Champion
Matt Folz vs. Mama Juana

OOWF Intercontinental Title Match
Beverly Cambridge vs. Zed

OOWF World Tag Team Title Match
Banned From Everywhere vs. Kylie Mignolio & Bridget O'Malley

OOWF Onslaught Championship Match
Mac Flasher vs. Sebastian Davis

Texas Bull Rope Match
Shizuru vs. John Law

Alexis Darling vs. Firewoman



Card subject to......well, nothing really, the OOWF outnumbers the population of Wyoming

[Sportsguy]

We fade in and see that security has FINALLY gotten Clan Quinn out of the building. They're walking out to the parking lot with Matt Folz who's limping noticeably and leaning on his wife for support. Matt spots a ninja cam and starts to speak into it.

Matt: I hate doing this, but I always try and give credit where credit is due... Lexie, that was one hell of a match tonight. You damn near almost had me beat several times. For the last time that I'll ever be in the ring with a Darling that wasn't a bad note to end on. Why do I say that's the last time I'll be in the ring with a Darling? Because both your careers end on Sunday. Alexis, Fire might decide to go snap crackle and pop with your neck just like she did with Eco. And Moose finally, final fucking ly will do everyone in this company a favor and end the career of Alexander Darling. A distinction I would have liked myself, but even I admit Moose has earned a lot more.

Yes, this is going to be one hell of a weekend. Saturday is my mom's birthday and while sadly I can't fly to Green Bay to be with her, I'll certainly have a long phone conversation with her. And then on Sunday, in addition to the aforementioned destruction of the Darlings by my colleagues, I have a World Heavyweight Championship match. Mama Juana, your run through this Invitational has been very impressive- especially for a novice such as yourself. But I think you'll find what I'm more than a slight step up from facing Shizuru. You're talented and I'm going to be heading into that ring at less than 100 percent, both of these things are true. Also, both those things are irrelevant. To steal one of my favorite Ric Flair lines "This Sunday, you'll be getting into that ring with a man who has almost unlimited knowledge of this greatest sport of them all." Now I have no ill will towards you, but I asked my mom what she wanted for her birthday and she wants to see me with that Championship around her waist. And I'd just hate to disappoint her.

FADE

[Leo]

Sexy Female Journalist 3.14 finds Jack Bullet in the parking lot following Mayhem stumbling toward Carl from Fresno's beat up old Cadillac.

Pi: Jack Bullet, you've not been suspended officially, but your actions tonight have led to you being left off of Sunday's pay per view card.

Bullet turns with a wide, almost manic smile. There is no ping of light from his now dingy teeth.

JB: Good, that would just cut into my drinking time.

Pi: Do you have any comment on the closure of the show and your actions.

JB: If I had any recollection of what that was, maybe, but I don't.

Pi: It was less than 15 minutes ago.

JB: Look, girlie, I'm a riddle wrapped inside an enigma stuffed in a burrito and sold at Chipotle. Just when you think you know all the questions, I changed all the answers. You want to play cards with me, Aces and Eights, I've got two of those. Blackjack, I've got two of those. You've got 21, I've got 22.

Pi: 22 in blackjack would mean you lose.

JB: Exactly!

Bullet points at her and there is a long pause.

Pi: Uh...to switch gears, do you have any thoughts on your wife advancing to the finals of the OOWF Invitational against Matt Folz. After Sunday she might have the belt you once held.

JB: That's going to be pretty impossible for her to win...you know why?

Pi: Because she's going against such an experienced and ruthless talent in Folz?

JB: No, it's because she doesn't exist. She's...ONLY SMOKE AND MIRRORS! WHOA-OH! SHE'S ONLY SMOKE AND MIRRORS TONIGHT!

Pi: To be honest, Jack, a lot of the OOWF fans and even some of the talent and backstage personnel are concerned with how you've reacted to punching Firewoman.

JB: Hey, losing my soul to Firewoman was the best thing to ever happen to me. I'm free to live my life the way I want to now. You know what I'm going to do soon as I get into Carl's Cadillac?

Pi: Pass out in a pool of your own vomit?

JB: No, I'm going to...DO COKE OFF A MIRROR! WHOA-OH! I'M DOING COKE OFF A MIRROR TONIGHT!......Then, I'm going to pass out in my own vomit.

Bullet turns and stumbles the rest of the way to the car. FADE.

[Leo]

Pi turns around as Bullet enters the Cadillac and runs right into Mama Juana out of nowhere.

Pi: Don't you think you should go with him.

MJ: The cards have said it is not time yet for me. But, it will be soon for me to interject myself into my husband's downward spiral. One must hit the bottom before they can climb to the top. Right now, I have my own path to tend to.

Pi: And that would be claiming the OOWF World Title on Sunday. In not even three months of active wrestling here in the OOWF you're on the edge of claiming it's biggest title. I don't know if anyone has ever won the world title here without holding a single other belt first or in such short a time.

MJ: As I keep telling the doubters. I know my potential and I am not exceeding it. I'm meeting it to me. I will claim that title on Sunday, the cards have foretold it.

Pi: Just a little bit ago, Matt Folz seemed pretty confident. He even said he was going to win the title for his mother.

MJ: I would hate to disappoint her, actually, no...I don't care if I do. The more one struts the more one is trying to hide. Folz might be surprised to find I know a little bit about football and he is the Tony Mandarich of the OOWF. One of the biggest busts in NFL history came into the league with all the potential and didn't live up to it. He crashed and burned. Even if Matt believes I've gone beyond my potential, he will not live up to his. The cards have spoken.

Juana takes a few steps back, her form is engulfed in black smoke and then she's gone. FADE

[Road Warrior Shark]

~~~ We catch Sebastian Davis walking into the OOWF Arena in Casper, Wyoming (Cheap pop). SFJ #44 appears and scurries to catch up with the reigning Onslaught Champion. ~~~

SFJ #44: Champ, you were just pinned by your challenger this Sunday

Sebastian: Is that what you think happened? I will tell you what happened. That clock ran out before the three count. I know it, The Incompetent Referee knows it, and Mac Flasher sure as Hell knows it. You see, I saw into Mac's eyes after the dust settled. You know what I saw sweetheart?

SFJ #44: I...

Sebastian: ... I'll tell you. I didn't see jubilation. I didn't see satisfaction. I didn't see elation. I saw shock. I saw relief, and lastly, I saw fear. I saw fear in Mac Flasher's eyes. He knows he got away with one. He knows he can't do it again. And he knows on Sunday, he gets exposed and embarrassed.

SFJ #44: I seriously doubt that he...

Sebastian: ... Oh, he'll never admit it. He will come out here and say something bland and generic like (squeaky voice) "Oh, I'm not afraid of you Sebastian. I'm the underdog. I like being the underdog. I'm a fighter. I've beaten better men than you."

The fact of the matter is, Mac, you haven't beaten anyone like me. You haven't beaten me. Simply put, I am better than you are. You can't beat me, and you know it. You know how I know that Mackie boy? I Saw It In Your Eyes. Your eyes gave away everything. You can put on a false bravado for these fans, for the ladies in your little harem out there. But you can't fool me Mac Flasher. You Can't. Fool. Me.

I'm keeping the Onslaught Championship on Sunday. I'm taking the OOWF by storm. There is a Hurricane coming boys and girls. Whether you get caught in the High Tide , sucked in by the Undertow, or simply take the Plunge. No one will be safe. No. One.

SFJ #44: Last thing, champ, I'm trying to get everyone's thoughts about the two most anticipated matches on the card. The Final Encounter between Moosehead Jack and Alexander Darling, and the Invitational Finals for the World Heavyweight Championship between Matt Folz and Mama Juana.

Sebastian: I don't care in the least about Darling or Moose. As far as I am concerned, the loser can just go away for good, and the winner, well, they can come see me afterwards and I will send them into oblivion also. The days when either of these men's name struck fear into anyone has long since passed.
As for the World Title Match, it doesn't matter to me in the least. Neither one is good enough to carry my bags around here, much less be the ring with me. As far as I am concerned, they are fighting to be a transitional champion. As soon as that bell sounds and someone's hand is raised, I am coming after the World title. Guar. An. Teed.

~~~ Davis storms off and slams the door behind him as we fade... ~~~

[Sportsguy]

We fade in to the Folz suite and see Matt Folz on the couch, leg elevated, ice pack on his knee and changing channels looking for TNT. His wife Jaime, who's dressed to go out, comes up and slaps him hard on the back of the head.

Matt: Ow! What the fuck?

Jaime shoves her Kindle Fire into Matt's lap and shows him this story.

Jaime: Your...fucking....state.

Matt: A few things here. 1. I'm as offended by this as you are. 2. I don't have any control over what people do. 3. As much as I love my home state, there are assholes everywhere. Hell you know that because you married one.

Jaime laughs.

Jaime: That's true.

Matt: You look great. Heading out?

Jaime: Yeah, Fire said she found a hot new club around here and asked if I wanted to join her. (Hearing a knock) That's her now.

Jaime opens the door and Fire walks in dressed all in black: Black leather jacket, black jeans, black top, black combat boots. She looks Jaime over.

Fire: You look great Jaime but I'm not really sure that's the right outfit. You know what, never mind, it'll be fine.

Matt: Well you two have fun. Jaime, could you wait outside hon? I just want to talk to Fire for one quick second.

Jaime: Sure. (Kissing her husband on the cheek) I won't be home too late. And remember...

Matt: Stay off the knee as much as possible, I know. Got my drink and my snacks and remote within reach, I'm not moving. Love you.

Jaime: Love you too.

Jaime walks out to the hallway and Matt immediately turns and glares at Fire.

Matt: Are you fucking serious?

Fire: What?

Matt: I know Lucas is still recovering in Atlanta and you're bored. And I know this is how you blow off steam. But taking my wife to a GODDAMN FIGHT CLUB??!

Fire: Who said it was a fight club?

Matt: Fire...

Fire: Oh fine. Yes, it's a fight club. I'm bored and wanted some company.

Matt: I'm okay with that. I think both you and I are amazed how well we've gotten along since you joined the Saints. But I warn you: If my untrained, unprepared wife ends up in a cage tonight, then Saints or no Saints, eventually so will you and I.

Fire: Fine.

Matt: One more thing.

Fire: What?

Matt pulls out his wallet and takes out 200 dollars.

Matt: Jaime and I are planning a vacation in July and everything's fucking expensive. If you get 5 to 1 odds or more on your fight, tell Jaime to put this down.

Fire (Smirking): You got it.

The two Saints fist bump and Fire leaves. Matt continues his quest to find the Bucks game. He passes by OOWF TV and catches up on today's promos. Matt actually recoils in horror as Mama Juana mentions the Bust That Packer Fans Dare Not Name.

Matt: Ma'am, I know we're going up against one another for the most prestigious prize in this industry so a certain amount of trash talk is to be expected. But that was just nasty. What the hell did I do to you? 4 OUT OF THE TOP 5 PICKS IN THAT DRAFT ARE IN THE HALL OF FAME!! Fuck Aikman, I don't care that we didn't get him. But we could have had the best cover corner in history, or one of the top 5 running backs in history, or the second best pass rushing linebacker in history. And we passed on them all because Tom Fucking Braatz got seduced by a fucking Sports Illustrated cover. FUCK! Now I'm going to be thinking about this all night. Damn you straight to hell. Sorry I'm rambling now...

Moving on to the rest of your promo, I can't testify to what the cards say. No offense to your beliefs but personally I've never believed in fortune tellers. And the only two things I know about voodoo are "It's very bad to steal Jobu's rum" and if you're a serial killer, you can use it to transfer your soul into a doll. But I do know that you're wrong about me. I haven't failed to lived up to my potential, exactly the opposite actually. I'm a win on Sunday away from completing my 3rd Grand Slam. And I'm one of only two competitors in the illustrious history of this company who can claim to have won the Grand Slam, Wrestler of the Year, Face of the Year, Match of the Year, Imperial Onslaught and the Invitational. Now despite you probably giving me nightmares tonight, I seriously do wish you no ill will. And I sincerely do hope your husband can overcome his demons, he's a hell of a wrestler and I like to watch him in the ring. But this Sunday you're out of your depth. I AM the next OOWF World Heavyweight Champion and I don't care what your cards say.

Oh, one more thing. Sebastian Davis.... this so called "transitional champion who's not worthy of carrying your bags" made you tap like the bitch you are 2 weeks ago. Remember that?

Matt turns on the Bucks/Celtics game and starts cheering for the next NBA MVP as we......FADE.

[Fire-Babe]

OOC: This takes place before SG's.

We see Firewoman lifting weights in the Spin Hansen Memorial Training room, and really working up a sweat. She's doing Arnold Presses when she gets stuck halfway through her final rep. Two feminine arms come from behind. She slides her hands slowly along Fire's biceps to get to the proper position to gently help her finish the rep, and slowly return to the start position. Somewhat sweaty Fire turns around and is sort of face to face with....Alexis Darling. The two stare at each other for a while, tension building. Finally, Fire steps back and grabs a towel.

FW: Thanks.

LD: No problem. You always try to push through instead of getting a spot. You're going to get an aneurysm one day.

FW: *slight smile* You were always right there to push me over the edge.

LD: ....

FW: ....

LD: So Sunday...

FW: Sunday is business. We do our thing, we jerk the curtains open, and then...

LD: And then we get to watch our brothers destroy each other.

FW: ....

LD: ....

FW: You know, I hope he doesn't.

LD: I know. I can't say that after everything I'd be sad if Moose's career ended in some horrible way, I mean he broke my neck, nearly killed my brother several times, not to mention--

FW: Uh huh....nice talking to you...

Fire turns to leave, annoyed, but Lexie stops her by grabbing her arm. Surprisingly, Fire doesn't strike, but just turns and looks at her.

LD: Not to mention his interference in your first marriage.

FW: He ... he didn't....really--

LD: Fire...

Lexie releases Fire's arm gently.

LD: Lisa....

FW: That's not going to work.

LD: Lisa, we've been... we've been rivals, business associates, lovers, friends, family.

Fire smiles slightly.

FW: What a long strange trip it's been.

LD: Yeah, and it might all come to an end Sunday night. So let's ... let's just not forget all that.

FW: ...

LD: ...

FW: Yeah, okay....unless this is one of your mind games, in which case I will totally fuck you up.

LD: Promise?

Fire pauses, and then the two women laugh. Fire grabs her water bottle and throws a towel over her shoulder.

FW: See you Sunday, Lexie.

LD: Where you going now?

FW: Out.

LD: Out? or "Out?"

Fire smiles and starts to walk out and then stops. She reaches in her pocket and pulls out a business card and hands it to Lexie.

LD: What's this?

FW: The address of where we're going.

LD: We?

FW: *shrug* I gotta be me. So...if you want to join us...we'll be there in about an hour.

Fire leaves and Lexie looks at the card.

FADE

[Sportsguy]

Later on... Matt gets a text from Fire.

Fire: You know how Jaime said she'd be home early? Not so much, don't expect her til morning.

Matt shakes his head as we....FADE

[Fire-Babe]

Firewoman plops a coffee down in front of Moose in catering. Moose looks at it, looks at her, and swats the cup across the table, scattering coffee everywhere.

FW: What the hell is that for?

MHJ: For being a fheallt--

FW: If you finish that word, you'll ever speak another.

MHJ: Go take your partner-in-partying some coffee, she probably needs it.

FW: Jamie?

MHJ: NO, not Jamie...

FW: .... OOOooooh that.

MHJ: YES...Jesus, Fire, what makes you think I'd be particularly happy about you going out to whatever stupid deviant hole in the ground you happened to find with a Darling?

FW: Probably the part where you don't get to have a say about what I do with my free time.

MHJ: Her brother is MY mortal enemy and I'm FACING him tomorrow night. I was hoping you'd be in my corner--

FW: I'm planning on it.

MHJ: --but now I wonder if that's the wisest choice.

FW: Fine, let ... BEVERLY be in your corner.

MHJ: I want my SISTER in my corner, and PAYING ATTENTION, not daydreaming over whatever special fun time she had with the people ACROSS THE RING.

FW: *angrily* Look...I know we've had our moments--

MHJ: And then some.

FW: --But I am in YOUR corner. Despite EVERY reason I have not to be.

MHJ: What the hell are you talking about? You forgave me for that whole...money thing...

FW: Did I?

MHJ: Well, I'm not apologizing again.

FW: First "again" would imply that you had already done it once. Second, it doesn't matter.

MHJ: ...

FW: Lucas told me....he made sense....you're all the family I got. And despite everything...family is still family.

MHJ: ....

FW: ....

MHJ: Well....Lucas is a good man.

FW: He is.

MHJ: You should marry him.

FW: Naaah.....

MHJ: ...

FW: ...

MHJ: Seriously, was Jamie even okay with Alexis being there?

FW: Moose....Lexie didn't show up.

MHJ: ....why do I not believe you?

FW: I gave up trying to figure that out a while ago. I will be in your corner Sunday night, if you'll have me.

MHJ: ....

FW: ....

MHJ: Okay, well no throwing in--

FW: You don't get to tell me that. You're STILL my only family, and I'm keeping you. You can get mad at me, you can hate me and not speak to me again....but I will do what I think is needed.

MHJ: .....

FADE

[Leo]

Mama Juana is shown sitting in a locker room preparing for tonight's pay-per-view.

MJ: Matt Folz has spoken like a true Packers fan. Looking at the past, not the future. Everyone here at the OOWF likes to talk about what they once did. The title they once held. The accolades they have collected. The success they cling to like the flickering flame of a candle in the wind. What you did, matters little to what you will do. It matters little to me, the cards and the fates if you've held three grand slam titles or have leapfrogged all of the preliminary claptrap to stand where you belong on the edge of winning the World Title. Yesterday is dust, tomorrow is a dream and what only matters is right now. Matt Folz is you think it is your destiny to win the World Title tonight, I'm afraid you've misread the stars badly.

Juana then does her maniacal laugh as we fade.

[Leo]

Carl From Fresno stands outside Butch's Bar in Casper, Wyoming.

CF: Everyone is invited tonight down to Butch's Bar here in beautiful Casper, Wyoming. Watch the OOWF pay-per-view End of Days with former OOWF World Champion, "Silver Eagle" Jack Bullet. Get all the inside information on your famous OOWF superstars and real insight as matches happen in real time.

Carl opens the door and walks in. We find Jack Bullet sitting on a bar stool with a rocks glass in one hand and a beer in the other. His back is to the bar and a bunch of people are sitting around him listening to him speak.

JB: Moosehead Jack can eat a bag. Alex Darling can eat two bags. Firewoman can eat all the bags. Matt Folz is a bag.

A voice asks "what are your predictions for tonight."

JB: "Roma" is the frontrunner, sure, but if everyone who says "Black Panther" should win votes for it...

CF: I think they meant for End of Days tonight.

JB: Oh, I'm going, Moose, Mama, Zed, Flasher, Kylie and Bridget and John Law.

CF: What about Fire and Alexis.

JB: Big sink hold opens up and swallows both them down to the depths of hell forever and forever amen. That's a damn good Randy Travis song. Let's get some karaoke going on in this bitch.

Bullet stumbles off his stool and heads toward the karaoke station.

CF: So, come down to Butch's bar. Maybe you can even sing a duet of "Shallow" with Jack Bullet himself. Although fair warning, he takes the Lady Gaga parts. Also, Rocky Mountain Oysters half off from the kitchen until 8 p.m.

FADE

[Sportsguy]

Fade to Matt Folz entering the arena alongside his wife.

Matt: Mama Juana, we happened to see your promo just before we left the hotel. And you and I are in complete agreement on something: When the bell rings my past accomplishments- impressive as they are- do not matter. All that matters tonight is what happens when you and I are in that ring, that's it. And I don't know anything about reading the stars, but I do know one vitally important fact: I'm just fucking better than you. Now I'm not taking this personally, I'm not going to try and end your career tonight or anything, but I AM leaving that ring with my hand raised and the OOWF World Heavyweight Championship yet again around my waist.

Matt and Jaime walk into the arena as we.......FADE.

[Sportsguy]

We see Matt in the arena doing some basic stretching when he sees Fire doing the same nearby.

Matt: Hey.

Fire: Hey.

Matt: Ready for tonight?

Fire: Yep, you?

Matt: For what could be my last ever chance at the World Championship? You bet your ass. Just one thing I want to know: Why did you and my wife leave at 7 pm Thursday night and not get back to the hotel til 6 fucking AM Friday Morning?

Fire: Do you REALLY Want to know?

Matt: ...

Fire: Well?

Matt: I..no, I guess not. Plausible Deniability if the cops come around.

Fire: It wasn't quite that bad. And that reminds me...

Fire goes to her bag and pulls out Four Thousand Dollars in cash.

Matt: you're kidding... 20 to one odds?

Fire: Some big 400 pounder I had no chance of beating. He left the ring a minute and a half later with a slight limp but did walk out under his own power.

Both smile. Matt counts out a thousand and hands it back to Fire.

Matt: Niiiiiiiice. There's your cut, nice doing business with you.

Both Saints continue warming up as we FADE

[Fire-Babe]

Firewoman completes her preparation and leaves. Jamie Folz comes walking in.

MF: Hello, party animal.

JF: Hey, babe. *She gives him a kiss* Good luck tonight.

MF: Thanks!

Jamie starts to leave but then Matt grabs her arm, gently, not in a jerky way.

JF: Matt, we don't have time for that.

MF: Look, I asked Fire once and she predictably was evasive.

JF: About?

MF: You guys were gone for 11 hours. Fire did one match that lasted slightly less time than it takes me to finish off a Red Bull.

JF: ....and?

MF: ....

JF: You know how Fire is once she gets going and--

MF: Jayms....

JF: Well, there were other matches...

MF: Uh huh.

JF: Her and Lexie entered this tournament together--

MF: She told Moose Alexis wasn't there?!

JF: Well...I guess she thought--

MF: Never mind, I know what she thought. So the tourney took a while then.

JF: Yeah, there were 8 teams and then--

MF: So I'm assuming 4 quarter finals, 2 semis and I'm also going to assume they won the whole thing.

JF: *smiling brightly* Oh yes! We were totally the underdogs, but then we won!

MF: Ah, well that's good....

Jamie starts to walk away. Matt doesn't let go.

MF: Wait....."we?"

JF: Mm-hmmm.

MF: As in "we" because we were all there together as friends and you were cheering for them? Or.....

JF: It was a tag team, Matt...

MF: So 2 on 2.

JF: Yes.

MF: Good.

JF: ...at first.

MF: At first.

JF: Well....um...then the team they were facing...one of the guys that they had beat before was really mad about being beaten by a coupla of girls so...well....He started interfering.

MF: ....and you told the referee to make him stop.

JF: Well...I mean, technically the crowd was the referee...you know how these things go.

MF: No, Jamie. I do not. Please continue.

JF: So, I ... uh... well, I ... made him stop.

MF: ......

JF: Only a little.

MF: ......

JF: I used one of the moves Fire showed me when she was teaching me self-defense. Knocked him out cold and then Lexie got the pin. And we won! And look!

Jamie pulls a wad of cash out of her purse, and is CLEARLY very excited and proud of herself.

JF: Fire gave me a third of the winnings, as long as I promised to not tell you and... um...oops.

MF: ....

JF: Look, it was my OWN decision and you would have done the SAME THING to stick up for any OOWF member and--

MF: That's because I'VE got the training and--

JF: I was perfectly safe. Fire and Lexie would have ripped their heads off if anything had happened, and they were at first really angry that I got involved, but ...

MF: ...

JF: It was a LOT of fun, Matt.

MF: ...

JF: And some vacation money, too.

MF: ...

JF: And you can't be mad at Fire, it was my idea. I just reacted on impulse. And I'm not sorry I did.

MF: ....okay.

JF: Okay?

MF: Yeah, fine. I gotta finish getting ready.

Jamie excitedly kisses him again and goes to get ready to watch also.

[Jack Quinn]

OOWF End of Days 12 (#093)
Live! From Casper, Wyoming
February 24, 2019

FIREWOMAN vs. ALEXIS DARLING

The two long-time rivals are announced and make their way to the ring. Fire nearly gets booed out of the building, while Lexie gets a nice reaction from the crowd, which makes Fire roll her eyes. The two meet in the middle of the ring and shake hands, the referee calls for the bell and we are underway!

They circle and lock up, Fire grabs a side headlock and takes Lexie to the mat, Lexie quickly reverses that to a head scissors. Fire pops free from that, but instead of grabbing another headlock, Fire nails her with a knee to the face! Lexie falls back to the mat and Fire covers, but only gets a two count.

Fire pulls Lexie to her feet and sends her to the ropes, on the rebound Fire elevates her and as Lexie falls, Fire hits a Cesaro uppercut. Fire covers again, but once again Lexie kicks out at two. Fire pulls her up and lifts her for a suplex, but Lexie slips free and lands behind Fire. She runs her to the ropes, then rolls her up, Lexie bridges for a two count, but Fire nails her with a shot to the ribs to break the pin.

Lexie is up first, as Fire stands, Lexie pops her with a superkick to the jaw that sends her staggering back to the corner. Lexie charges in and connects with an elbow to the jaw. As Fire staggers out, Lexie grabs her and drives her down across her knee ribs first. Fire writhes in agony on the mat, Lexie bounces off the middle rope and repeatedly drops a knee across Fire’s ribs, then traps her in a crossface! Fire struggles to escape the move, but has no luck. She finally gets close enough to the ropes to grabs the bottom rope and force the break.

Lexie gets to her feet and pulls Fire up. She lands a stiff kick to Fire’s ribs that drops Fire back to her knees. Lexie than lands a stiff kick to the side of Fire’s head. Fire’s eyes roll back in her head, she might be out! Lexie grabs her and lifts her for a powerbomb, then drives her down onto her knees! Fire’s always injured ribs slam into Lexie’s knees and she gasps and grabs her ribs in agony. Lexie covers, but somehow Fire kicks out at two.

Lexie pulls Fire into a sitting abdominal stretch and tries for a submission. Lexie repeatedly nails Fire in the ribs with elbow shots, but Fire refuses to give up. Lexie finally breaks the hold, slams Fire’s head to the mat and drops a leg across her chest. Lexie covers again, but Fire kicks out at two. Alexis grabs Fire and deadlifts her off the mat into a suplex, then sets her down on the apron. Alexis quickly hits the opposite ropes and hits Fire with a body check that sends Fire sailing off the apron, crashing into the guardrail hard. Fire falls to the floor, and Lexie is quickly out of the ring. She pulls Fire up and whips her into the guardrail, Lexie charges in and tries a boot to the face, but Fire moves and Lexie ends up straddling the guardrail. Fire grabs her by the head and DRIVES her down to the floor with a Scorpion death drop. Fire falls to her knees grabbing her ribs, and she looks pissed!

Fire pulls Alexis up and throws her back into the ring. Fire drags Alexis to the middle of the ring and grabs her legs and traps her in a figure four. Lexie howls in pain and tries to turn it, but Fire fights it and keeps Lexie in agony. Lexie looks like she is about to tap, but she snarls at Fire and turns and manages to get the tips of her fingers on the bottom rope forcing the break. Fire waits until five before she breaks, then releases the hold, but grabs Lexie’s leg and drops a knee across the inside of her knee. Fire drags Lexie to the ropes and drapes her leg across the bottom rope and leaps in the air to drop her weight on Lexie’s knee, but Lexie moves out of the way and Fire slams to the mat. Lexie reaches up and traps Fire in a tazzmission, but Fire is right at the ropes. She grabs the middle rope and pulls them both out of the ring, falling hard to the floor.

Outside the ring, they both struggle to their feet and start throwing haymakers. Fire gets the better of the exchange and whips Lexie into the stairs. She slams knee first into the stairs, the same knee that Fire had been working on. Lexie flips over the stairs and lands hard on the floor. Fire pulls her up and lifts her in the air and hits a Ric Flair shin buster before throwing Lexie back into the ring.

Fire grabs Lexie by the legs and gets her in the sharpshooter! Lexie howls in pain, and is NOWHERE near the ropes! Fire leans back, trying for the submission, but Lexie refuses to tap. She works back and grabs Fire’s foot and starts to pull it back, Fire fights it, but he balance is thrown off and she falls forward. Lexie gets her feet under her and she’s reversed the sharpshooter! Fire howls in pain, Lexie quickly breaks the hold and turns it into a Liontamer! She bends Fire back, dropping her knee right on Fire’s ribs! Fire looks like she is about to tap out, the referee is right there, the crowd is anticipating it, she raises her hand, then lunges forward and grabs the bottom rope to force the break, and the crowd boos like hell.

Lexie grabs Fire and pulls her up, Fire stuns her with another European uppercut, then kicks Lexie in the gut and hits a piledriver! Lexie is OUT! Fire heads to the corner and calls for the BEST FIRESAULT EVER. She gets to the top rope and leaps, and Lexie moves! Fire crashes to the mat and bounces to her feet, grabbing her ribs in agony, Lexie grabs her and rolls her into a small package, one, two, THREE!
WINNER in 27:17 – Alexis Darling

SHIZURU vs. JOHN LAW – Texas Bullrope Match

DING!!! DING!!!

Shizuru and John stay in their corners warming up for the mere moment and neither men breaks eye contact. Finally, the two leave their corners and circle the ring before meeting Hale in the middle of the ring who ties them together with the rope. They begin to circle each other again, John utilizing that boxing footwork while his opponent side steps to keep the distance equal until the two meet in the center applying for a simple collar and elbow tie up. It ends with a stalemate, neither men moves back and forth so they break off and create more equal distance still keeping the eye contact, as far as the rope stretches.

The audience is loving every bit of their stare down and neither competitor is showing any signs of weakness. The two, once again, retreat into a pace around before executing the same lockup sequence again. Shizuru applies the Side Headlock putting pressure down on his opponent’s head and Law backs up into the ropes using the rebound to try and push him off but Shizuru uses the rope to pull him back and kneels onto his right knee keeping the hold more tighter. John instead slips behind him with the right arm for the Hammerlock submission and Shizuru slaps his shoulders a few times. He then falls down to his right knee again landing a beautiful Snapmare Takedown then tries for a Roundhouse Kick into the spine until Law leans his body back letting the kick miss and kips up on his feet next to Shizuru, yanking the rope tightly and dragging his opponent across the mat.

Fans at ringside are leaning forward to this sequential showmanship between these two. John asks Shizuru for a test of strength feeling confident and he agrees. It takes a moment for them to lock hands with each other but they do and try to impose their will upon another. John placed his right leg behind Shizuru’s ankle before pushing him down to the mat bending him backwards in a bridge for his shoulders to be pinned down.
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Shizuru lifts his left shoulder off the mat preventing the pin attempt yet again. John’s face makes an annoyed expression so he hops his body on top of his opponent’s trying to push him down for the pin but Shizuru instead puts his feet to kick him off. Their hands are still interlocked which makes Shizuru kip up from off the mat to his knees to Monkey Flip him over forcing John away from him. The moment Law stands up and turns around, Shizuru screams in Japanese, catching him off guard and using the rope to drag him down, darting quickly around him to loop the rope around his neck, before forcing him down to the mat.

John reaches up, grabbing the rope and flipping his opponent over him. The two slowly climb to their feet Law gets back up and yanks him, walks over to slap him in the face causing the audience to groan in awe then tells him to do the same again. This results in Shizuru returning the slap that makes John step back a bit and the two go forehead to forehead mouthing off to each other. Out of nowhere, they suddenly start trading blows back and forth. Law firing Elbow Shots and Shizuru firing Forearm Blows into each other’s skull with neither man giving up!
Due to Shizuru getting the better of Law all the way to the ropes, he leans him against it then tosses him towards the opposing one, bracing himself, he holds onto the rope and pulls as hard as he can, whipping him into the corner than tugging him back out. Upon the return, Law Shoulder Barges him down onto his back then runs off to the ropes at his side; Coming back, Shizuru turns over onto his chest letting Law hop over. He returns into Shizuru who leapfrogs over his body and upon the final return, a strong Dropkick plants John down on the canvas long enough for Shizuru to help him up then toss him into the corner. Law’ back slams against the turnbuckles to the point he’s unable to move and income Shizuru chasing towards him for the Corner Clothesline which makes him walk out into the center of the ring before being put on his back again from the Snap Suplex!

He doesn’t go for the pin attempt but instead yanks him back up to his feet. A couple of Forearm Blows render Law useless long enough for Shizuru to try a Suplex attempt but John falls down on his feet behind him. When Shizuru turns around, a powerful Spinning Back Kick into his ribs forces him to be bent over. A Soccer Kick into the right shoulder blade stands him up than Law finished the combination with an Exploder Suplex tossing Shizuru over him with his body landing on the canvas that he rolls to the side clutching his abdomen briefly. Tugging on the rope, he pull them both to their feet. John climbs the robes and takes him down with a Shining Wizard and hooks the leg for the pin!
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No! He kicks out and John gets back on his feet to continue the offense. He slowly helps Shizuru up again then throws him into the corner allowing his back to eat the turnbuckles. Wasting no time, John charges into Shizuru delivering his own Corner Clothesline allowing him to sit down until he runs to the turnbuckles behind him, rebounds and charges into his opponent. Out of nowhere, Shizuru pops up and kicks Law away back into the center of the ring and as he recollects himself, he flips over from the Running Hurricanrana from Shizuru planting him down on his ass again!

Everyone watches intently as John gets up to his feet from the momentum of the roll. He turns around into an Enzuigiri Kick clapping Law in the temple which makes him stagger back and forth. Shizuru then comes behind him for the Back Suplex planting him down on his back again but as he gets back up, he runs to the ropes and rebounds to leap on the middle rope and complete the Lionsault slamming his body weight on top of his ribs, tangling himself in the rope, before secure the pin attempt!

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Law kicks right out of the pin attempt again. Shizuru decides to try something and new and that’s take the legs of John before applying the Boston Crab in the center. With the added weight on his back, John starts screaming and telling the referee not to call it. He’s holding onto his head and starts dragging their weight down to the ropes trying to grab onto it which he does eventually causing a rope break. John keeps himself steady on the apron before having to meet Shizuru who is before him dragging him back up to his feet. Shizuru tries for a Suplex but Law stops himself and catches him with a Gamengiri Kick to the temple. He drags them thru th ering ropes. The worse happens when he shocks the fans at ringside with a Piledriver on the apron!

John rolls him back into the ring and then crawls over going for the pin but instead wants payback. He takes Shizuru by the legs and applies the Sharpshooter in the center of the ring. With the added weight now on Shizuru’s back, it makes things difficult as he’s trying not to tap out, John flicks the rope and loops it around the other mans neck. Shizuru starts dragging their weight near to the ropes and then John transitions from the Sharpshooter straight into the Muta Lock making it even harder for his opponent to move yet Shizuru’s undying spirit still makes him go to the ropes. Just in the nick of time, he grabs the bottom rope and forces the rope break causing John to let go.

While Shizuru crawls into the center, the moment he stands on his knees, John starts delivering back-to-back Roundhouse Kicks into the chest. Each kick makes the crowd chant ‘SI’ until from the last kick, he steps back going for the Tornado Kick but Shizuru ducks under it and catches him with a Jumping Swing DDT spiking him right on top of his head! Law rolls forward and gets up only to be taken down multiple times from Shizuru hitting Running Clotheslines for each time he stands up. He backs Law all the way to the ropes and then makes him fly to the opposing ones and upon the rebound, a Rolling Koppu Kick knocks Law to the ropes but Shiz yanks him backward.

Law kicks out of the pin attempt and Law gets up on his feet again and grabs Shizuru by a handful of hair before helping him back up to his feet. Two Elbow Shots followed by a Spinning Back Kick into the ribs forces him to be bent over again. An Axe Kick to the back of his head leaves him standing upright until the Tornado Kick into the skull makes him fall all the way onto his knees against the ropes long enough for him to run to the ropes behind him, rebound and then deliver a running Bicycle Knee Strike into the head of Shizuru making him fall down onto the mat!

John is in the opposing corner away from Shizuru, as far as the rope will separate them, looking to put this all to an end. He charges across the ring the moment he sees him standing up and a beautiful Yakuza Kick nearly tears half of his face off. Watching him crumble down onto his back gave John the power to climb up all the way to the top rope then shoot his body backwards in the air for the diving Phoenix Splash landing down on top of him before he hooked the leg up!

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WINNER in 24:44 – John Law

MAC FLASHER vs. SEBASTIAN DAVIS – OOWF Onslaught Championship Match

“I Get Wet” plays out Mac Flasher, who jogs to the ring and bounces a few times off the ropes to get loose before “Glory” interrupts and brings out OOWF Onlslaught champion Sebastian Davis, who motions to his eyes and then to Mac’s eyes as he strides to the ring. Although Mac is staying in his corner, Sebastian insists that “Junior” Hale hold Mac back before he enters through the ropes. Once in, Sebastian walks right up to Mac and holds his title over the two as they engage in a staredown with neither man flinching, or blinking for that matter.
Sebastian steps away and hands the title to Hale, who holds it high before asking that the two shake hands. Mac extends his hand, prompting a passive shake from Sebastian before Hale signals for the bell.

Mac is the first to land any sort of blow, reaching out and stunning Sebastian with a forearm smash to the jaw. That get 1 as the opportunistic pin attempt only serves to irritate Sebastian, who pulls Mac in with a short-armed clothesline and delivers a series of stomps to Mac, getting one a bit too low in the process.

Sebastian Davis has been issued his first warning.

Sebastian is apoplectic toward Hale and his ruling, citing that Mac possibly oversold the location of the stomp. This allows Mac a chance to pop up and schoolboy Sebastian for 1. Mac leans away from Sebastian’s rebound attack and the two stand off with Mac grinning and Sebastian a bit miffed. Mac points to his eyes and says something that the cameras don’t clearly pick up, prompting Sebastian to charge a side-stepping Mac, who drops Sebastian with a toe hold and then floats over into a single-leg crab. Sebastian is able to free himself before Mac can secure the second leg as Mac is mule kicked into the corner. Mac turns around and eats a running clothesline with a few shoulders to the torso for good measure. Sebastian props Mac on the top rope and sends an uppercut his way. With Mac seeing stars, Sebastian delivers a springboard dropkick from the adjacent ropes, sending Mac onto the floor in a heap.

Sebastian mocks Mac’s supporters while the Pennsylvanian tries to collect himself on the outside. Once back in, Sebastian tries to hit him with a German suplex, only for Mac to drop down and put Sebastian into a Peterson Roll that gets 1. Mac continues to grapple with Sebastian as neither gets too far ahead, though Mac’s successes are applauded more than Sebastian’s.

Russ: “If this were an amateur bout, I’d have Mac ahead on points. But I’d say that Sebastian has the edge on riding time.”
Razz: “If this were amateur, Mac loses 10 seconds in after that forearm shiver.”
Russ: “Point taken.”

Mac is able to muscle Sebastian into a half-nelson pinning combination that gets 1.5. After Sebastian gets up, he drills Mac with a running knee. Scoring 2 on a quick pinning try. Sebastian helps Mac to his feet, only to slam him twice and drop a series of elbows after the second slam. Sebastian tries to pin, but Mac already has his leg hanging off the bottom rope.

Mac Flasher has used his first rope break.

This doesn’t deter Sebastian, who drags Mac to the middle before standing him up. A Spring Break Plunge is blocked with Mac getting 2 from an inside cradle. Mac sweeps the leg as Sebastian pops up, grabbing Sebastian’s ankle and trying to secure a heel hook before the champ reaches for the ropes.

Sebastian Davis has used his first rope break.

Mac keeps on the aggression, pulling Sebastian back inside and dropping an elbow on the inside of his knee. After a quick crank of the leg doesn’t draw a submission, Mac releases and allows Sebastian to stand up, only to charge the affected leg and send the Texas head over heels onto the mat. Back to the single leg crab goes Mac, who pulls back as hard as he can before Sebastian is able to shoo Mac away with the good leg. Sebastian stands, and limps his way back from Mac, telling Hale to keep Mac off of him. Hale doesn’t oblige. Mac pulls Sebastian for a belly-to-belly suplex that gets 1. Mac sees Sebastian trying to catch his air and charges in, only to get caught and stun-gunned across the top. That allows Sebastian to get blood flow back to his leg. With Mac gasping for air but standing, Sebastian runs in to hit a lung blower that gets 2. After that, Sebastian connects on a middle-rope knee drop. That also gets 2. Sebastian stands the dazed Mac up and connects on High Tide, getting 2.5.

A confident smirk creeps across Sebastian’s face. Sebastian pulls Mac up, only to get sent through the ropes. As Sebastian stands up on the apron, a flying forearm sends him crashing onto the floor. Just as Mac went to follow, announcer Mike Elevenbee updated fans that a minute remained in the time limit. That changes Mac’s plan slightly as the dazed Sebastian is quickly escorted back to the ring and the recipient of a standing lariat that gets 2. Mac calls for the Flash Drive, getting Sebastian up, but the champ shifts his weight down and pulls Mac into a small package that gets 2. Mac shifts the balance of the hold to get 2 on his own. The two exchange near-falls until Sebastian gets 3 with the help of Mac’s jeans … A second after Elevenbee’s countdown hit 0.

Ladies and gentlemen, the result of this match is a time-limit draw.

Both men lay on the mat, though Sebastian is now dealing with the reality that he was not the victor. He then realizes that he’s still Onslaught champion as he taunts the fans while taking the title from Hale. Mac sits up and nods in respect toward Sebastian, who does not return the favor as he celebrates the retention as if he had just won the OOWF World Title.

BANNED FROM EVERYWHERE vs. KYLIE MIGNOLIO & BRIDGET O’MALLEY – OOWF World Tag Team Title Match

DING!!! DING!!!

The bell rings and it appears as if it’s going to be Bridget and Justin who are going to start things off in the match as Bill and Kylie take their places outside the apron from their respective corners. Justin and Bridget lock up in the middle of the ring as a battle of control ensues. A technical battle takes place as Bridget grapples Justin from behind but Justin reverses it and pops around Bridget and attempts to take her down into the mat, but Bridget reverses it and flips Justin over with a side takedown into the mat. Justin is quick to get back to his feet as he rushes at Bridget, but Bridget takes him down to the mat again, this time with a forward somersault cutter. Bridget covers Justin.

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Justin is back to his feet and him and Bridget lock up once more. Once again, a technical display of wrestling is initiated as Justin once again falls behind Bridget. Bridget tries another takedown, but Justin locks himself in place before he plants Bridget with a clothesline from behind. Bridget gets back to her feet again but doesn’t stay there long before Justin switches gears and grapples Bridget from the front before jumping up and hitting a double knee strike which takes Bridget down into the mat. Justin reaches down and starts to pimp slap Bridget which Kylie doesn’t take too kind to as she tries to get in the ring but the referee stops her. This allows Bill Jones to take advantage as he lands a cheap shot right punch into the side of Bridget’s face as Justin holds her in place before taking her down into the mat with a belly to belly suplex. Justin covers Bridget.

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Justin tags in Bill as they grab a hold of Bridget and take her down with a double suplex in the ring. Justin leaves the ring as Bill takes over and Bill lifts up Bridget and sends her crashing into the mat with a northern lights suplex. Bill bounces off the ropes before delivering a dropkick to the side of Bridget. Bill moves to cover Bridget.

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Bill continues to hammer away at Bridget before launching her into the corner turnbuckle. Bill rushes towards Bridget before delivering a handspring elbow into the corner, connecting with Bridget. Bill then grabs Bridget and attempts a bulldog, but Bridget surprises her and tosses her forward. Bill gets back to her feet before turning around before Bridget grabs her and hits a snap DDT into the canvas. Bill is able to get to a knee, but Bridget charges from the corner and connects with a shining wizard taking Bill down and building momentum for herself. Bridget then proceeds to hit a standing moonsault on Bill and follows that up by pinning her in the middle of the ring.

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Kylie is pounding her foot ready for the tag in and gets it as Bridget tags her in. Kylie hits the ring and immediately goes after Bill as she picks him up and Irish whips him into the ropes before planting him stiffly with a spinebuster and roars in the middle of the ring. Kylie reaches down and grabs Bill again and grabs a hold of him as she plants him with a side Russian legsweep. Kylie bounces off the ropes before planting Bill with a running senton spash. Kylie goes for the cover.

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Kylie approaches Bill slowly as Bill is slowly getting to his feet. Kylie turns her around and grabs Bill but Bill thinks on his feet as she snaps back and delivers a stiff bitch slap to the face of Kylie, catching her off guard. Bill grabs Kylie and reels her into the canvas with an inverted atomic drop. Bill grabs Kylie and sends her into the turnbuckle before he mounts her and delivers some hard rights into the face of Kylie. Bill then grabs Kylie and hits a tornado DDT straight into the mat. Bill looks to cover Kylie by hooking the leg.
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Bill is able to get the tag into Justin as the two grab a hold of Kylie and ram her first into the ring post. Bill rolls out of the ring as Kylie stumbles backwards and Justin is able to connect with a german suplex. Justin grabs a hold of Kylie and runs inward towards the ring, he slams Kylie into the mat with a running powerslam. Justin instantly goes for the cover on Kylie.
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Bridget with the save!

A brawl began as Bridget and Bill start swinging at each other and letting lefts and rights fly at each other. Bridget ricochets off the ropes and spears Bill outside of the ring as they both hit the ground on the outside. Meanwhile, back in the ring, Justin is looking to take advantage of the downed Kylie as he reaches down and lifts her over his shoulders as he looks to finish off Kylie . Kylie is able to nudge herself off the shoulders of Justin and slip behind him as she quickly rolls up Justin into a small package pin.

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Kylie kicks Justin in the midsection and lifts him up and charges towards the corner turnbuckle as she’s able to send Justin crashing with a turnbuckle powerbomb. Bridget is back up on the other side of the apron as she’s holding out her hand for the tag. Bill is also on the apron and he gets the blind tag by slapping the back of Justin’s back but Kylie doesn’t see it as she is dragging him towards the corner and tags in Bridget. As Bridget gets in, Kylie is able to hit a flapjack with Bridget hitting the a DDT on Justin. Bridget goes for the cover, but Bill stops it and hits Bridget with an elbow to the head, catching Bridget off guard. Bill hits a missile dropkick, blindsiding Kylie as she flies to the ground. Bill covers Bridget and hooks the leg.

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Bill can’t believe it as he slaps the mat in frustration. He shakes his head as Bridget slowly gets back to her feet. Bridget turns around but catches Bill off guard with a quickround house kic, knocking out Bill in the middle of the ring. Bridget rolls over and covers Bill.

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Now it’s Bridget who can’t believe it as she starts to show some frustration of her own in the ring. She slowly gets to her feet and waits for Bill to get to back to his feet. Meanwhile, she turns to the side and springboards off the ropes and connects with Justin with a scissor kick, catching Justin off guard. But by taking the time to do so, Bill takes advantage and grabs Bridget from behind lifting her up as he attempts the WildBill but Kylie rushes in and blasts Bill in the back of the head with an elbow which allows Bridget to drop back down to her feet. Bridget bounces off the ropes before planting Bill with the with another DDT taking Bill down into the canvas. Bridget drops down and hooks both legs of Bill.

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WINNERS in 15:09 and STILL OOWF WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS – Kylie Mignolio & Bridget O’Malley

BEVERLY CAMBRIDGE vs. ZED – OOWF Intercontinental Title Match

Things started off with a simple lockup, at least for just a slight moment before Zed gained control at the start by pinning Cambridge’ arm behind her back. At least Zed thought he gained control but Cambridge had something to say about that. No words needed, she just threw her arm back, connecting with multiple elbows to Zed’s face before spinning around and planting her foot in his gut. Locking onto his arm, she went to whip him to the ropes but Zed reversed! Before Zed could release her and send her on her way, Cambridge reversed it and then pulled him straight into another kick to the stomach. Jumping straight into the air, she locked an arm around his head and as she fell back to the mat, she pulled him down head first with a jumping DDT! Zed’s head bounced off the mat and he popped back to his feet fluidly. Cambridge was up in no time, quickly moving in to strike with a swift elbow to the chest before he even knew what hit him. Locking onto his arm once more, she went to throw him to the ropes but Zed reversed it again, this time whipping her to the ropes. As she came back on the return, he leaped as high as he could into the air as she went underneath continuing towards the opposite ropes. Coming back a second time, Cambridge went underneath Zed again as he leap frogged her. Hitting the ropes and coming back a third time, Cambridge ran straight into a drop kick that knocked her backwards. Stumbling into the ropes, she bounced forward and as soon as Zed stood back to his feet, he took her down face first to the mat with a drop-toe hold.

Things weren’t look too good for Beverly lying on the mat. They began to look even worse when Zed went on a relentless assault from above with stomps and kicks to her limbs. Pulling her up from the mat, he delivered back to back knees to her side before transitioning his attack to palm strikes. Spinning in place, he kicked his foot high into the air, connecting with a roundhouse kick that sent her falling backwards into the nearby corner. Rushing towards the corner, he leaped through the air at Cambridge. She was quick on her feet though. Rolling out of the way, she left nothing but an empty corner for Zed to crash into. He bounced off the corner, stumbling backwards and into a half nelson from Cambridge which she quickly turned into a backbreaker. Popping back to her feet, Cambridge stomped down onto Zed’s face before hopping over his body and running towards the ropes. Upon her return, she jumped through the air, coming down with a knee drop to his chest. She fluidly rolled forward up to her feet. Turning around in place, she then drew her leg back and kicked Zed directly in the ribs with a soccer kick. Rushing over to the nearby corner, she shot straight up to the top. With her back facing the inside of the ring, she looked over the crowd for just a short moment before leaping into the air, flipping backwards, and landing across Zed with a moonsault! Hooking his leg, she had him shoulders to the mat as the official slid in beside them with the count.
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Kicking out just before the two count, Zed was still in it. Although he probably wished he wasn’t after when Cambridge began laying multiple forearm shots to his face. Beverly wasn’t holding back either. She knew what was in store for the winner of tonight’s match. Standing to her feet, she stomped down onto Zed’s shoulder a few times before stomping down one last time onto his face. Pulling him up from the mat, she lifted him onto her shoulders in a fireman’s carry. Backing up to the center of the ring, she then dropped him to the canvas with a Death Valley Drop! Looking over beside her, she knew there was still work to be done seeing that Zed was still showing signs of life and slowly beginning to push himself up. Standing first, she grabbed him by the head, pulling him up to his knees and holding his head in place before she began ramming rapids knees into his face. Pulling him to his feet, she then whipped him to the ropes and as he came back into her arms, she lifted him into the air and over her back before hitting him with a tilt-a-whirl argentine backbreaker. He was in a lot of pain, but he wasn’t out of it, not just quite yet at least. She rose to her feet, slowly circling Zed on the mat as he slowly began climbing to his feet. Once he was standing, she rushed in, connecting with her Hand of God (Superman punch). Zeding began stumbling backwards to the ropes off balance. As he bounced off, Cambridge moved in, ducking down and placing her head between his legs. Wrapping his legs up, she lifted him into the air. Zed’s upper body was hanging over her back as she held onto his legs. Swinging his body around to put his head at her side, she locked an arm around it before dropping to one knee and connecting with her Cure For Insomnia (reverse neckbreaker). He was out of it now, showing no signs of life at all. Cambridge leaned her back over his body, hooking a single leg as the official raced over with the count, but Zed pops up a shoulder. Beverly is stunned! Using her momentary distraction, he pushes up and is able to roll her up! Beverly fights it but..
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DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
WINNER in 21:12 and STILL OOWF INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION - Zed

MATT FOLZ vs. MAMA JUANA – OOWF Invitational Finals – Winner Becomes OOWF World Heavyweight Champion

Mama Juana is out first. She had a look of pure determination on her face.

Russ: Mama Juana has had an amazing run in the OOWF invitational, beating some OOWF greats to get here, but she has to be considered even more of an underdog here tonight
Razz: It’s one thing to compete for a title. It’s still another to compete for the WORLD title, and it is still a whole nother thing when it is your first shot at the world title. On pay per view. The pressure is absolutely on Mama Juana

Folz music plays and he comes out from the back, slowly. He eyes Mama Juana as he makes his way to the ring.

Russ: On the other hand, Folz has been here before, numerous times.
Razz: The only pressure on Folz is to not suffer the upset.

The bell rings and the two circle and lock up. Folz takes MJ to the mat with an arm drag and locks in an arm bar, MJ fights right to her feet and leaps up and takes Folz to the mat, right into a Fujiwara arm bar! Folz quickly maneuvers around and grabs the rope to force the break.

Folz gets back to his feet and they lock up again. Folz goes to the eyes and sends MJ to the ropes, on the rebound he ducks and she leaps over him, Folz tries a clothesline, but MJ ducks. On the next rebound Folz falls to the mat, MJ steps over him and springs off the middle rope and lands a perfect Lionsault to Matt’s back! She rolls Folz over and covers, but Matt kicks out at two. Folz bails out of the ring under the bottom rope for a breather, but his feet barely touch the floor before MJ flies over the top rope and crashes into him, sending him back first into the Venezuelan announce table.

MJ pulls Folz to his feet and hooks him, then lifts him for a suplex, and drops him stomach first across the Venezuelan announce table. It doesn’t break, so MJ hops onto the apron and hits a moonsault on Folz that sends him through the table! The crowd gives a nice “HOLY SHIT” chant for that one. MJ grabs Folz and pulls him out of the wreckage of the table and shoots him into the ring. Folz gets to his knees and tries to beg off, but MJ lands a kick to his face that puts him flat on his back. MJ covers, hooking the leg, but Folz kicks out at two.

MJ pulls Folz to his feet and sends him into the corner, she charges in and Folz backflips her onto the apron. Before she can do anything, Folz slips out of the ring on the other side of the corner, grabs her by the braids and pulls them back, slamming the back of her head into the ringpost. MJ falls to the floor and Matt stands there looking proud of himself, which causes the crowd to boo the ever loving shit out of him. Folz hops off the apron and grabs MJ and slams her ankle into the stairs. Folz slides into the ring to break the count, then slips right back out. He leans MJ’s foot on the guardrail and repeatedly stomps it, then drops several knees across it. Folz pulls MJ to her feet and takes a few steps away, then charges and hits a low drop kick to her ankle. MJ falls to the floor and grabs her ankle, howling in pain.

Razz: Folz might have just broke her ankle!
Russ: Folz is a student of the game, once he gets that ankle damaged……..it’s usually the beginning of the end for his opponent, especially one who relies on their speed like MJ

Folz slowly stalks MJ, she backs against the ropes, Folz grabs her by the ankle but she holds on to the top rope. As Folz lifts her in the air to break her grip, MJ slips free, and snaps Folz between the ropes to the floor with a hurracarana! MJ slowly gets to her feet and is limping badly. Folz slides back into the ring and charges at MJ, she catches him with a high knee to the face that sends him back a few steps, then connects with a codebreaker! Folz’s head snaps back and he hits the mat, MJ covers again, but Matt kicks out at two.

MJ heads to the corner and climbs the ropes, but it is slow going. Folz gets to his feet and heads to the corner to catch her. Folz climbs up and tries to superplex Folz, but MJ leaps up and hits a reverse top rope Frankensteiner! The crowd goes NUTS! Folz is down! MJ is down, she landed hard on her ankle and is writhing in pain. The referee starts the ten count and the crowd counts along.

With both wrestlers on the mat, the crowd starts to boo. The camera pans over and we see a drunken Jack Bullet staggering down the steps. Inside the ring, Mama Juana struggles to her feet and stands against the ropes. Folz gets to one knee as Bullet falls over the railing. Before security can get to the ring, Bullet is on the apron yelling at MJ “ARE YOU REAL? ARE YOU REAL?” Bullet looks out to the crowd and yells “CAN YOU SEE HER?” With MJ distracted, Folz lands a dropkick to the back of her head that sends her crashing into Bullet, Bullet flies off the apron and is immediately cuffed by local Casper police. MJ staggers backward, Folz hits the ANGLE SLAM, then immediately locks on the ANKLE LOCK! MJ screams in pain and tries to fight it, but Folz falls to the mat and traps her in the body scissors. As Bullet is lead up the ramp, he turns and looks at MJ, she looks him dead in the eyes and TAPS OUT!
WINNER in 20:47 and NEW OOWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION – Matt Folz!

The referee hands Folz the title and he drops to his knees. Moose and Fire hit the ring and congratulate Folz. They raise his arms in victory and the crowd boos the ever loving shit out of them. While they are celebrating, MJ slides out of the ring and heads up the ramp with the help of the referee, and she does NOT look happy.

MOOSEHEAD JACK vs. ALEXANDER DARLING – Final Match

Russ: Folks, next up, and I never thought I would say this, we have the final match between Moosehead Jack and Alexander Darling
Razz: Yeah, and we mean last match. The contract those two signed means this is it. If they were to be in a tournament – say the invitational – and they met up? They would both forfeit the match. No singles matches, no tag team matches, hell, I don’t even think they can be in battle royals together. This is, literally, the last time the OOWF will sanction any kind of match between them, whatsoever!
Russ: For over ten years we have sat here and watched these two men do their damndest to destroy one another. I’ve seen more blood and broken bones and pain in their matches through the years than many emergency rooms see in a month. The history is long and storied, and it’s hard to imagine that this kind of hatred was all sparked on July 9, 2008 when Moose upset Alex for the intercontinental title.
Razz: We’ve seen their matches when they just assumed, if they lived through their current match, there would always be another to exact whatever revenge. I cannot even imagine what they will do to one another knowing this is it.
Russ: There’s only one way to find out. Let’s head to the ring.

“Scarecrow” plays and Moose and Fire come out first. The crowd immediately boos the shit out of them. Moose snarls at the crowd and they slowly makes their way to the ring. Moose rolls under the bottom rope and slumps in the corner while Fire waits outside the ring.

AFI’s “Prelude 12/21” plays, then segues into “Princes of the Universe”. The crowd roars louder as the music builds, then they pop when Alex and Alexis walk out. The Darlings make their way to the ring, keeping their eyes on the Quinns the entire time. Alex steps between the ropes and the crowd blows. Darling heads to the opposite corner and lays across the turnbuckle waiting for the introductions while Lexie takes her spot opposite of Fire.

Mike Elevenbee: Laaaaaaaaaadies and gentlemen, welcome to our main even for the evening. Our final match is one eleven years in the making and will be the final match ever between these two long time enemies. This match is one fall to a finish with no time limit. There must be a winner by pin fall or submission. No count out’s, no disqualifications, one fall, to a finish.

First, from Detroit, Michigan, seconded by his sister Firewoman, standing five foot eleven inches and weighing in at two hundred thirty five pounds, Mooooooooooooooooosehead Jaaaaaaack!

The crowd boos the shit out of Moose, he doesn’t move from the corner.

ME: And his opponent. Hailing from West Palm Beach, Florida, seconded by his sister Alexis, standing six foot, three inches and weighing in at two hundred twenty pounds “The Brat Prince” Aaaaaaaalexander Daaaaaaaaarling.

The referee calls the two men to the middle of the ring. Moose pulls himself up and Alex hops off the turnbuckle and they meet in the middle of the ring. The referee wastes his time telling them he wants a clean match, and moves to check both men, but they both shove him back and go nose to nose. They jaw at one another for a moment and Alex shoves Moose. Moose responds with a headbutt right between Darling’s eyes! Darling drops to one knee and the ref calls for the bell, we are underway!

Darling quickly recovers, wiping the trickle of blood from his forehead. He gets to his feet and he and Moose grab one another by the throat and start throwing haymakers. Alex begins to get the better of the exchange and Moose knees him in the gut. Jack whips Darling into the corner and follows him in with a clothesline. Alex staggers out of the corner, but doesn’t go down. As Moose follows him, Darling turns around and unleashes a STIFF lariat of his own that drops Moose to the mat. Darling stomps the shit out of Moose, then hits the ropes and tries a knee drop, but Moose moves out of the way. Darling hits the mat as Moose spins to his feet, Jack hits the ropes and connects with a shining wizard to the face. Moose covers, but Darling is out before the referee gets to the mat.

Darling spins to his feet and catches a left hook from Moose that sends him back into the corner. Moose climbs the turnbuckle and starts the ten punches of doom, but Alex shoves Moose over the top rope to the apron. Jack lands on his feet, but Darling grabs him and guillotines him on the top rope sending Moose to the floor.

As Jack gets to one knee, Darling hits a baseball slide that hits Moose right on the side of the head, it sends him to the floor, with the side of his head slamming against the guardrail. Darling slips out of the ring and lifts the guardrail and drops it across Moose’s throat, then grabs his legs and slingshots him throat first into the bottom of the guardrail. Moose writhes in pain on the floor holding his throat and gasping for air. Alex pulls him free and lands a few punches, then takes a few steps back and waits for Moose to get to his feet.

Moose slowly stands up and Alex charges, but Moose was playing a bit of possum, he catches Alex with a release over head belly to belly suplex that sends Darling flying into the crowd. The people scatter and Darling takes out about a dozen chairs before landing hard on the floor. Moose climbs over the guardrail and mounts Darling and lands several stiff shots to the face. Moose pulls Alex to his feet and hooks him for a suplex and just drops him over the guardrail face first onto the floor. Moose hops the guardrail and grabs Alex and shoots him into the ring. Moose follows and covers, but Darling is out at one.

Moose gets to his feet and pulls Alex up and hits a spinning chop to the neck, then grabs him and hits a CHIMERA PLEX! Moose dumps Alex on the back of his head three times and bridges on the final, but Alex kicks out at two! Moose immediately heads to the corner and climbs the ropes. Darling gets to his feet and catches Moose on the top and knocks his leg out, crotching him on the top. Alex climbs to the middle rope and hammers Moose with punches to the face. Moose almost falls off, but Alex grabs him and keeps him on the ropes, then hooks him and hits the DARK DARLING RISING! The crowd roars in anticipation and counts along…….

ONE…….

TWO…….

THR……..NO!

Moose somehow kicks out at two! Darling pulls a dazed Moose to his feet and spins him, then hits a ripcord clothesline, but keeps hold of Moose’s arm and pulls him into a short clothesline, still holds on and pulls him up into a DARLING DRIVER, but Moose slips free and drops Alex to the mat with a hangman’s neckbreaker! Both men are down on the mat and the referee starts a ten count, but both are up by five. Moose is against the ropes, Alex charges in and catches him with a stiff kick to the face that sends Moose onto the apron. Alex steps onto the apron and tries to pull Moose up, but Jack hits a low blow, then DRIVES Alex onto the apron with a DDT! Darling falls to the floor, Moose gets back onto the apron and runs and hits a flying elbow! Alex is DEAD! Jack pulls Alex to his feet and whips him into the ring post. Alex hits it hard, back first, and nails the back of his head pretty well as well. Moose grabs a chair and swings for Darling’s head, but Alex moves out of the way and Moose warps the chair around the ring post! Darling staggers away to the next post, Moose drops the chair and charges at Alex and tries for a boot to the head, but Alex moves out of the way and Moose ends up crotching himself on the post!

Darling grabs Moose’s legs and he slides into the ring and traps Moose in a ring post figure four! Moose howls in pain, there is no reason for Alex to break this hold! He can keep it on until he snaps Jack’s leg if he wants! Will Moose tap? Moose reaches under the ring and finds a splintered piece of the Venezuelan Announce Table, he JAMS it into Alex’s leg forcing Alex to break the hold. Darling grabs his leg and backs into the ring and stares at the piece of wood sticking out of his leg. Moose recovers and gets to his feet, grabs another chair and slides into the ring. Darling pulls the piece of wood out of his leg and gets to his feet, Moose swings for Darling’s head, Alex ducks and tries to stab Moose in the throat with the piece of wood, but Moose turns at the last second and the wood goes deep into Moose’s upper arm.

Jack howls in pain and drops the chair. He pulls the piece of wood out of his arm and throws it out of the ring, but he is still doubled over in pain. Alex traps Moose against the ropes and repeatedly slams him in the face with his knee, and drops elbows down on the back of his head. The final knee catches Moose right on the nose, immediately breaking it and sending blood everywhere. Moose falls out of the ring to the floor. Alex waits for Moose to get to his feet, still doubled over from the pain in his nose and arm, Darling springs over the top rope and PLANTS Moose on the floor with a DDT!

Russ: THIS COULD BE IT!

Alex rolls Moose into the ring and traps him in the MONEY CLIP! Darling has ended many a career with this move! Moose howls in pain and the referee is right there to see if he wants to quit. Moose refuses to tap. The camera cuts to Fire on the outside, who looks EXTREMELY concerned. Moose claws his way to the ropes and grabs the middle rope, but it does nothing immediately as there are no rope breaks. Moose pulls himself further into the ropes, finally pulling he and Alex both out of the ring to the floor.

Darling is quickly to his feet, he clears off the Iranian announce table and rolls Moose onto the table. Darling quickly gets back into the ring and climbs to the top rope and tries a PHOENIX SPLASH! But Moose MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! Darling CRASHES through the Iranian Announce Table and lies motionless. Moose slowly crawls over to Darling and traps him in the JI-ENDO! The referee is right there and asks if Alex wants to quit. Several times, the referee asks and each time Darling yells NO! Every time he does, the crowd pops a little louder. Darling fights unconsciousness to get to his feet with Moose still holding on, Darling falls backward and Moose slams back first into the apron and breaks the hold. Both men are down, and the referee starts a ten count, then stops and shrugs. It doesn’t matter. Pin fall, or submission only.

Fire and Alexis both urge their brothers on. They slowly get to their knees on the floor and trade punches. Surprisingly they are both bleeding after a few shots, and then we see why. Both men have pulled chains from their gear and have them wrapped around their fists. They finally have enough of that and grab one another by the throat and fight back into the ring while trying to squeeze the life out of one another.

Moose manages to come out on top and he has Darling pinned on the mat with both hands around his throat. Moose has a sadistic look in his eyes, and might actually kill him. Lexie looks VERY worried and races around the ring to get a better look at her brother. In a last ditch effort Alex reaches up and gouges Moose’s eyes. Moose breaks the hold and falls to the mat holding his eyes, Darling gasps for air. They both roll out of the ring and their sisters immediately check on them.

From across the ring Darling and Moose glare at one another, then both go under the ring and come out with ladders. They slide them into the ring, then climb in after. Moose and Darling meet in the middle of the ring and once again trade punches hockey style. Darling stops Moose with a kick to the gut, then whips him to the ropes and catches him with a SPINEBUSTER ON THE LADDER on the rebound! Moose howls in pain, but Darling isn’t done yet, he grabs the other ladder and slams it down on Moose pinning him between the two ladders. Darling then grabs a chair and slams it down on the ladder, then heads to the corner and hits a WARRIOR STOMP on the chair, smashing Jack between the ladders! Darling shoves the top ladder aside and covers Moose, who is still on the bottom ladder. Moose somehow rolls his shoulder at two.

Darling takes the top ladder and sets it up and starts to climb with the chair. He gets to the top and tries for an ARABIAN FACEBUSTER, but Moose moves out of the way and Alex lands on the chair, on top of the ladder. Darling grabs the back of his leg and howls in pain, we see his leg has been sliced open by either the chair or the ladder. Moose gets to his feet, slowly, and lands several stiff kicks to the back of Alex’s bleeding leg. Darling falls to the mat holding his leg in pain. Moose picks up the second ladder and sets it up, climbing about halfway up before dropping a leg across Darling’s chest.

Moose pulls Alex up and hits a PACKAGE PILEDRIVER, then covers, but Alex kicks out at two. Moose gets to his feet and starts climbing the ladder, but Alex manages to crawl to the ladder and shove it over, sending Moose to straddling the top rope. Alex climbs the second ladder and leaps off, connecting with a clothesline that knocks Moose off the ropes and sends him crashing hard to the floor. The crowd starts a “HOLY SHIT’ chant. Darling slowly gets to his feet and tries to stretch out his leg, he sees Moose standing and tries to dive between the ropes, but Moose has a chair and he SLAMS Alex right in the face! Darling falls to the floor, possibly out cold! Moose grabs something from under the ring, it’s an extension ladder.

Razz: I don’t like the looks of this Russ

Moose sets up the ladders like Generico and Steen (two step ladders with the extension ladder between them, like an A sort of) Jack leaves the ring and grabs Alex and rolls him into the ring, Moose covers, but Darling kicks out at two.

An exhausted Moose gets to his feet and lands several hard kicks to Alex’s chest and face, then hits the ropes and lands the GRONK SPECIAL – a falling forearm to the back of the head – DRIVING Darling into the mat.

Russ: That HAS to be it! I think Alex is unconscious!
Razz: Are you sure he’s not dead?
Russ: No

Moose lifts Alex, scoops him up and slams him on the extension ladder, then starts to climb one of the ladders. Moose gets close to the top, with much difficulty, just as Alex comes to on the ladder below. Darling crawls to the ladder Moose is climbing and starts climbing himself. The two meet at the top and start trading shots. They slam one another’s heads into the top of the ladder, both damn near falling off. Moose once again goes to the eyes, then pulls Alex up. It looks like Moose is trying to set Darling up for a package piledriver form the top of the ladder!

Russ: THIS IS ATTEMPTED MURDER! THIS IS ATTEMPTED MURDER!
Razz: SOMEONE STOP HIM! GODDAMIT GET OUT HERE NOW!

Fire and Lexie stand transfixed in their corner, neither seeming to be able to believe what is about to happen. Moose gets Darling and tries to lift him for the piledriver, but Alex slips free. He grabs Moose’s arm, pins it, and hits a HEARTPUNCH! Before Moose can fall, Darling grabs him and hits a GODDAMN DARLING DRIVER OFF THE TOP OF THE LADDER ONTO THE LADDER BELOW!

Russ: OH MY FUCKING GOD!
Razz: MEDICS! MEDICS OUT HERE RIGHT NOW! GET OUT HERE!

The two fall off the ladder onto the mat, Moose is flat on his back not moving, Darling is face down just a few inches away. Darling’s eyes barely open and he drags himself just far enough to drape his arm across Moose’s chest, the referee hits the mat

ONE………

TWO……….

THREE! IT’S OVER!
WINNER in 1:14:39 – Alexander Darling

Fire and Lexie are immediately in the ring checking on their brothers, paramedics also flood the ring to check on the two. For a few moments, it is pure chaos. Finally, we see both Moose and Darling waving the medics off. Fire and Lexie help them both to their feet and they stagger toward one another in the middle of the irng

Russ: HAVE THESE TWO NOT HAD ENOUGH?

They come face to face once again, glaring at one another. They both give a small nod, then Moose turns and leaves the ring with Fire. Darling hugs his sister, which drives the crowd into a frenzy. The Darlings climb the two folding ladders and sit perched on the top, the crowd roars and gives them a standing ovation as we fade to black.

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