[Jack Quinn]

OOWF MidWeek Mayhem (#919)
Live! From Bangor, Maine
June 5, 2019

OOWF Onslaught Championship Match
Zed vs. Mac Flasher

Best of Seven Series - Match 3
Frenemies (1-1) vs. The Darlings(1-1)

Beverly Cambridge vs. Sebastian Davis vs. Stacy Kirkland
Keiran Bourne vs. Jack Bullet vs. Matt Folz
Los Defenestrators vs. Clan Quinn


Card subject to some Spooky Stephen King shit

[Chris Eco]

Mac Flasher is walking out of medical after a brief check-up when he is TACKLE-HUGGED~! by Voltaje.

Mac: Why.

He is then TACKLE-HUGGED~! from the other direction by Ecosistema.

Mac: WHY.

Voltaje: Nuestro amigo!

Ecosistema: Nuestro mejor amigo!

Voltaje: Nuestro campeón!

Ecosistema releases the hug but Voltaje doesn't.

Ecosistema: You had un gran oportunidad to avoid the lucha tonight. Pero, did nuestro amigo run?

Voltaje: No! Not our campeón!

Ecosistema: You and Zed, you protected us from a beating that could have been really malo.

Mac: You're welcome, Ecosystem in a Mask and Apparently Not Zed in a Mask. Also, can Apparently Not Zed let me go now?

Voltaje: (releases) Lo siento.

Ecosistema: Here's the point, holmes. This week, quienquiera you and Zed are facing, we're in your corner. We will make absolutamente certain that you two are victorioso!

Mac: (shakes head) Check the card sheet, boys.

Mac walks off. Ecosistema and Voltaje check the booking sheet on the wall.

Ecosistema: Zed is facing Mac Flasher? Ay caramaba! Es un gran problema.

Voltaje: Sí. Now we need to make sure they BOTH win the Onslaught Championship. Es muy complicated.

Ecosistema: . . . I worry about you un poquito. Let's talk to Zed.

FADE

[L!zz~]

A Familiar voice is heard echoing through the Destroyitarium.

Beware of what you ask for....it just might come to pass...Trust Us....



Trust us....

The ,music echoes through the Destroyitarium as we fade....

[Road Warrior Shark]

~~~ We see Zed walking alone, having just left the God Complex Complex. He passes a set of production cases. Sebastian Davis steps out in his path, brandishing the Clangy Pole. Zed tries to avoid the first shot, but it catches him on the shoulder. Davis brings it down on the shoulder again, then grabs Zed by the collar and hurls him into the cases. as Zed reels in pain, Sebastian crouches low, pressing the pole across Zed's neck. ~~~

Sebastian: Didn't quite expect that, did ya? Well, you can thank Victor Dinero for this little encounter. You see, instead of putting me in the World Title Match this coming Wednesday, he picked you, the washed-up carcass of a has-been. No, I get to tangle with Beverly Cambridge, the perennial title contender and Stacy Kirkland, the Intercontinental Champion. Not a Number One Contenders Match, not even for a future title shot, because that would actually make sense, but just for the Hell of it apparently.

I'm tired of being overlooked. Week after week I come out here and walk the walk. I tell you what I'm about to do, then I go out and do it. I'm better than Beverly Cambridge. I'm better than Stacy Kirkland. I'm certainly better than Matt Folz, and I am Better. Than. You.

You see, for weeks now, I've been warning everyone. Well, you've had your warning. The Hurricane is making landfall soon. Take cover, or get washed away.

~~~ Davis kicks Zed in the shoulder again and starts to walk away, spotting the INC and shoving it to the ground as we fade... ~~~

[Fire-Babe]

Firewoman is sitting in the Destroyitarium with Moosehead Jack and Stacy and maybe some other people if I think of them as I write this. She's staring kind of off into space and looking annoyed. Moose is telling Stacy a joke, which has the punchline...

MHJ: Bangor? I hardly know her!

Everyone busts out laughing, except for Fire, who goes to her room. She comes back, wearing her garrote and carrying her bright shiny knife.

MHJ: Hey, whoa....I mean, not that I disapprove but what prompted these oldies but goodies?

FW: Moose....How many weeks have we been tag team champions?

MHJ: Don't you know?

FW: I've been busy with--

MHJ: Watch it.....Kayfabe's back to normal.

FW: *sigh*....just answer the question.

MHJ: Um....many. Many, many weeks.

FW: *eyeroll* Fine. So for many, many weeks we have been champions, but NOT had the actual belts themselves.

MHJ: This is true. Juni and--

FW: Not Juni.

MHJ: WHATEVER! What are you going to do if it IS--

FW: It isn't because unlike you my necks stay broken--

MHJ: What does that mean?

FW: I don't know, ask Alexis.

MHJ: I am going to kick your--

FW: OR you can come with me to take belts BACK. FINALLY....I can't believe I was waiting on you THIS LONG to care--

MHJ: Why should I care about overblown pieces of jewelry? It's our name in the record books.

Firewoman primal screams in frustration.

FW: Okay, c'mon Stacy....time to show everyone why you're here.

SK: ALRIGHT!

The two start to leave.

MHJ: Okay, but the Defenestrators don't have them.

FW: So?

SK: They don't... The Frenemies do.

FW: How the hell--

SK: Don't you remember? The Defenestrators gave it to them as a present. It was in a promo.

FW: As I said I've been...busy.

Fire flops down in frustration.

FW: Well, fuck.

MHJ: So go kill them instead.

FW: Nah, it's not the same....I was all revved up to maim fake-Eco and his buddy....Now I gotta re-think....

SK: Why?

FW: Because go fuck yourself that's why.

SK: You people are crazy.

Stacy heads back to her room.

MHJ: FINALLY, she gets it.

FADE

[Leo]

Kylie Mignolio and Bridget O'Malley sit at a cafe sipping frozen coffees and wearing sunglasses.

KM: I have no idea how Los Defenestrators snuck the tag titles into our bags when we weren't looking.

BO'M: I guess they're crafty like that. After we refused them on the last Mayhem, I guess they couldn't take no for an answer.

KM: I'm not for sending the belts back to the Saints of Sinners, but I think Not-Eco and Probably-Zed-In-A-Mask should have them returned.

BO'M: I'm not delivering them. Who do we have send them back?

At that moment a loud metallic clang is heard and the two turn to see a familiar fat bottom sticking out of the cafe's dumpster. They walk over to Carl From Fresno.

CF: Hell yeah, there's a half a bear claw in here.

KM: Hey, Carl.

Carl turns around and his top half is now sticking out of the dumpster. He licks his hand and smooths down his thinning hair.

CF: What can I do for you ladies?

BO'M: We want you to return the OOWF Tag Team Titles to Los Defenestrators. We clearly said we don't want them this way.

CF: What's in it for old Carl?

Kylie roots around in her purse.

KM: I've got a handful of spare change and a coupon for buy one get one for a Big Buford at Rally's.

CF: Deal!

Carl scrambles out of the dumpster, takes the tag belts and goes off. A ping is heard on Bridget's phone.

BO'M: There's a new video on the OOWF app. It's from the Saints of Sinners. Something with Firewoman.

The women watch the previous promo and their eyes go wide in horror.

KM: Fire won't hesitate to kill Carl.

BO'M: We've got to stop him.

The ladies run off as we FADE.

[DrMcAwesome]

*the feed jumps back to an OOWF House Show in Jackman, Maine on Monday evening as BRIDGET O’MALLEY sits in the ring at a table with an open document on it*

BRIDGET: “So, for weeks, I’ve been trying to get Mac Flasher to get over this fear of competing in what is essentially our hometown of Johnstown, Pennsylvania on June 16. Each time, he blows it off. Tonight, I’m not taking no for an answer. Mac … This contract is getting signed tonight, or you will relinquish your OOWF Onslaught Championship back to Sebastian Davis, as per our General Manager, Vic DeNiro. What’s it going to be, Mac? You facing your fears and realizing that those bad experiences are in the past; or chickening out and leaving a lot of people in our home region very disappointed. I’m tired of waiting on this.”

*“I Get Wet” plays as MAC FLASHER is greeted by a thunderous applause. MAC heads to the ring, and barely even looks at BRIDGET before grabbing the contract off the table*

MAC: “Bridget. I fail to see how this helps either of us in any way. Sure, you and I could go to Johnstown and put on a fucking clinic. Maybe the best Onslaught match in the history of this company. But … The wheels will fall off and it’ll be The Saints of Sinners coming out and putting both of us through the worst beating we’ve ever endured. It’ll be Zed and Reverend BRICK~! pulling off the end of some long con just to mess with me, with you as the unwitting pawn. It’ll be something that will put this Johnstown match right alongside the others. I’d rather forfeit this championship than live through another disaster in a hometown show.”

BO’M: “Mac. Johnstown is going to my hometown show, too. Don’t you think that I’m aware of that trend with things in that building. What do you need to make you feel secure? A cage? Lumberjacks? The National Guard securing the ringside area?”

MF: “Nothing will make me want to take this match.”

*BRIDGET takes off her left glove and shows off a very shiny piece of jewelry to pop the fans in the crowd. Without missing a beat, BRIDGET proceeds to take off the ring and hand it back to MAC*

BO’M: “Then I don’t want this.”

MF: “Bridget … You don’t mean …”

BO’M: “I’ve asked for one thing since you gave this to me, and you cannot deliver it. For once, get over yourself and do what’s best for someone other than yourself, or live life by yourself.”

*MAC looks at the ring in his hand, BRIDGET and then the contract*

MF: “Christ … Where’s the damn pen?”

*as the fans in Jackman, Maine shower the signing with great applause, that cheer is turned into horror as MOOSEHEAD JACK, STACY KIRKLAND, FIREWOMAN and MATT FOLZ rush the ring to attack MAC, who loses grip of the ring as it bounces off the mat and to the outside. BRIDGET, in a panic, tries to find the jewelry on the outside, oblivious to the fact that MAC is getting put through the table thanks to a quadruple powerbomb punctuated by STACY dropping a knee on MAC’s throat from the top rope. Soon, members of The God Complex rush out to ward off The Saints of Sinners, who exit after a job well done. MAC lay on the broken table, alongside a now mangled contract as KYLIE MIGNOLIO drops to the outside to help BRIDGET, who took none of the beating. ZED and REVEREND BRICK~! help MAC to a seated position as he looks to see BRIDGET under the timekeeper’s table. A scowl takes over MAC’s face as ZED and REV. BRICK~! get MAC upright and help him to the back. KYLIE and BRIDGET lag behind as the feed cuts out*

[Leo]

The Saints of Sinners cheer and high-five each other in the back following the beat down on Mac.

MJ: That's how the Saints do it!

Stacy Kirkland rolls a ring around in her hand.

FW: I'll trade you Jack Bullet's soul pendant for Bridget's ring.

SK: No thank you, I've toyed with Jack enough. Playing with Bridge might be more fun.

Stacy drops the ring down into her cleavage for safe keeping.

MJ: Next thing we do is get the tag title belts back from Eco and Zed where Carl delivered them last night.

FW: Not Eco and Probably Zed in a Mask!

MJ: Yeah, whatever.

Kayfabe appears holding a sign that reads "IT HAS NOW BEEN FIRMLY ESTABLISHED THAT LOS DEFENESTRATORS HAVE THE PHYSICAL TAG TEAM TITLE BELTS. PLEASE REMEMBER THIS FOR FUTURE PROMOS AND UPCOMING MAYHEM MATCHES."

Kayfabe then flips the signs over and it reads "ALSO, DR. MCAWESOME PROBABLY NEEDS TO KNOW STACY KIRKLAND HAS BRIDGET'S RING. SO THERE'S THAT."

[Fire-Babe]

Firewoman and Stacy are stealthily walking the Passageways of Plot Advancement.

SK: You seriously want this ring for that soul?

FW: Hell, no. I went to a lot of trouble for this soul, and I like not running into automatic doors. Besides the ring Lucas gave me is much bigger.

SK: Did they get engaged?

FW: I don't know, maybe...okay...around this corner we should catch up with--

Firewoman's words are cut off because El Voltaje LEAPS from on top of...um...something and takes out both Stacy and Firewoman.

V: COWABUNGA!!!!!

Fire and Stacy try to regroup, as La Ecosistema joins El Voltaje to gloat.

E: I see ustedes que podías sneak up a nosotros!

V: Well, no nacimos yesterday!

E: Yes! No nacimos en la noche!

V: ....uh...I was.

E: ....

V: Per no LAST NIGHT!

Voltaje and Ecosistema laugh and slap each other on the backs. Meanwhile, Stacy and Fire have recovered and square off, Stacy with Voltaje and Fire with Ecosistema.

SK: Give us our belts!

V: Ven por ellos!!

Stacy and Fire pounce and the fight is on. As they're fighting, Carl from Fresno appears eating a taco, with each belt over a shoulder. Stacy spies this.

SK: FIRE!!! LOOK!!

FW:.... GET HIM!!

Carl sees his impending death and for a split second can't decide what to do with the taco, but decides to literally kiss it good bye, and makes a run for it, followed closely by Stacy and Firewoman. Voltaje and Ecosistema watch them go.

V: What do we do ahora, hermano? You told Carlino to put them in the safe!

E: Paciencia, ese....paciencia......

FADE

[Jack Quinn]

<as Carl From Fresno flees for his life he ditches the tag titles before Stacy and Fire round the corner. As they pass and the dust settles, Ecosistema and Voltaje pick up the titles>

Volt: El Gnarlo! Seis time tag team champions of elllllllllllllllll mundo! Ecosistema and El Voltaje..........Los Defenestrators!

Ecosistema: y si no estás de acuerdo con eso, tenemos dos palabras para ti...........

Crowd: SUCK IT!

Volt: LO SIENTO!

Ecosistema: no, no, no, no! Two words.........LOS DEF!

<the champs sling the titles over their shoulders and start to walk off when SFJ Telemundo stops them>

SFJT: Los Defenestrators, you now have the OOWF world tag team titles for a sixth time, without having defeated Clan Quinn once, is there anything you would like to say?

Voltage: Whoooo! Rock and Roll.....

<Totally Not Eco stops him>

Ecosistema: Si pudiera ser serio por un momento.

<Lance Storm furiously blogs his disapproval>

Ecosistema: There is un tag team that Los Def need to defeat. A tag team of muy posición y grandeza. A team that are TRUE champions! Without defeating them, no podemos llamarnos campeones. I am, of course, talking about Los mejores campeones de equipos de etiqueta en todo el mundo, the AAA champions - LUCHA BROTHERS!

Voltaje: We challenge Lucha Brothers to a title unification match! AAA vs. OOWF
el ganador se lleva todo!

<cut back to the Destroyitarium where Moose and Matt are watching OOWFtv>

MHJ: Did those two jackasses just challenge Lucha Brothers to a title vs title match for OUR titles?

MF: Sounds like it. Should we tell them the Lucha Brothers aren't even the AAA tag champs?

MHJ: <grabbing HDB for himself and tossing Folz a sledgehammer> Oh, we're gonna do a lot more than fucking TELL them......

<Moose and Folz leave, and we fade to black>

[Leo]

Carl flies through the hallway, well as fast as he can for him. He's trying to look behind him, when he runs into somebody and his fat butt hits the floor. He looks up to see "Silver Eagle" Jack Bullet.

JB: I thought you delivered those belts last night.

CF: I did, but they said I could be their belt boy and have all the tacos I could eat.

JB: And how many was that?

CF: Not counting the one I kissed goodbye just now, 37 so far.

Stacy and Firewoman round the corner and come to a stop as they see Jack Bullet.

FW: Oh, today keeps getting better all the time.

JB: Carl, get behind me.

SK: Do you seriously think you can take on both of us by yourself.

"I think the both of us can," a voice calls. Bridget O'Malley enters from a connecting hallway and stands next to Jack.

BO'M: I think you have something that belongs to me Stacy.

Kirkland reaches into her top and pulls out the ring.

SK: If it's an engagement ring, it's the most pathetic puny one I've ever seen.

CF: That's what she said!

Everyone in unison: Shut up, Carl!

BO'M: It's a ring. Mac gave it to me. I want it back. That's all you need to know.

SK: You want it back. Come get it.

Kirkland drops it back into her top and puffs her chest out.

The ninja-com catches an all black OOWF After Dark cam flying in.

FW: Carl might have ditched the belts, but he still has a beating coming.

JB: How about we trade Carl for the ring?

CF: What now?

Everyone in unison: Shut up, Carl!

FW: Did you forget, I have this.

Fire holds up the pendant around her neck and it glows green.

JB: I'm not thinking about myself right now. Let's make the trade.

CF: Well, you're not thinking about me either.

Everyone in unison: Shut up, Carl!

FW: How about we just kick alll your asses...no...I...maybe not...

The pendant glows super bright and Fire goes down to one knee while holding her head.

Kirkland looks down at Firewoman and pulls her up gently.

SK: This isn't over. We've got Jack's soul. We've got Bridget's ring and Los Defenestrators might have the belts back, but that will be changing soon.

Kayfabe appears from a side hallway, nods approvingly at Stacy and steps back. Kirkland and Fire retreat to the Destroyaterium.

BO'M: I need to check on Mac. He's in medical.

JB: I'll go with you.

CF: I'll go for more tacos.

Kaybe steps out again with a sign that reads "Shut up, Carl"

FADE

[L!zz~]

(Beverly rounds a corner and runs into Matt and Moose)

Moose: Beverly. (Twirling his bat)

Beverly: Moose. Matt.

Matt: (nods) Beverly.

Beverly: So...(eyeing the bat as Moose grins)

Matt: Not for you...looking for Los Morons.

Beverly: Oh, I just passed them they went towards catering.

Moose: Thanks kid.

Beverly: Welcome. Uh, have fun!

(Matt and Moose step around her both chuckling)

Beverly: (to herself) I should have answered when Vince called.

(We fade as Beverly goes to ...do something...)

[Jack Quinn]

<Fire and Stacy are walking back to the Destroyitarium when they meet up with Moose and Matt>

FW: Where are you two going?

MHJ: To beat the shit out of Los Def and get our titles back

<without a word Fire and Stacy join the hunt. The Saints walk into the cafeteria and see Los Def standing there ordering a drink from Dave "Barista" Batista Davidson. The Saints attack from behind and beat them absolutely senseless. The titles go flying across the floor. Fire and Moose tie them to chairs while Matt goes for the titles. Moose grabs Ecosistema's mask and starts to pull it off, Ecosistema fights it, but it comes off and we see it's.........AN ECOSYSTEM MASK!>

MHJ: What the fuck?

<Fire reaches out and pulls the mask off and we see it's THIM REYNOLDS........Thim Reynolds??

MHJ: Thim Reynolds? What the fuck are you doing here, under a mask?

TR: Oh hey Jack, I was in town to interview for an agent position and they asked me to put the mask on and go get coffee. Damn son, you can still swing the bat!

FW: That is not Ecosystem

MHJ: No shit. Which means this is probably not Zed under a mask either

<Moose reaches over and pulls the mask off Voltaje revealing NILES ANDERSON!>

MHJ: Naturally. Let me guess, road agent?

NA: Nah, I was here picking up my last paycheck

MHJ: You haven't wrestled here in like 13 years

NA: I am a bit of a procrastinator. Say, where is GM the Rick's office?

MHJ: Down that hall, third door on the left

<Niles leaves>

FW: Wait, isn't that the Room of Incredible Agony?

MHJ: Yeah, fuck that guy, I never liked him. Well, at least we got the titles back

MF: Nope. These are replicas from OOWF Shop Zone

MHJ: GODDAMMIT!

<we cut to the outside of the arena where Los Def are beating a hasty retreat wearing sombreros and exaggerated goofy mustaches with the tag titles around their waists>

FW: How far do they think they will go without being recognized in MAINE?

SK: No one said they were smart

MHJ: Eco is not stupid

FW: That's not Eco

MHJ: for fuck's sake, I need a drink

<the Saints head back to the Destroyitarium to regroup, and we fade>

[L!zz~]

(Beverly is walking down another random hallway when she spies Alex)

Beverly: Ah, I was looking for you.

Alex: Really?

Beverly: No, but I do want to speak with you.

Alex: About?

Beverly: Privately.

Alex: Why?

Beverly: As much as I loathe to admit this, I need your help.

Alex: (mock shock) Beverly Cambridge needs help from little ole me? Why this is intriguing

Beverly: Alex..

Alex: (somewhat chuckles) Follow me. I'm bored enough to entertain this for a few minutes.

Beverly: (somewhat dryly) Thanks.

(Alex gestures and Beverly follows him down yet another hallway)

[Fire-Babe]

Live! From Bangor, Maine
June 5, 2019

THE DARLINGS vs. FRENEMIES – Best of Seven – Match 3

The Frenemies come out with their recent gifts of Tag Championships, with faces that say “I don’t know what these are doing here either.” Alexander and Kylie start off with a little bit of a chain wrestling clinic that ends with Alexander in the armbar position – Kylie has to squirm herself to the ropes. Kylie comes back out and manages to get Alexander down this time into a near-crossface, but Alexander elbows the bad arm out and starts targeting it with strikes. Alexander hooks up for a Darling Driver off a particularly sharp kick, but Kylie slides out the back, shoves Alexander away and gets the tag to Bridget! Bridget springboards up and drops Alexander with a flying dropkick, followed by a couple knockdowns. Bridget goes up to the top, maybe looking for a flying elbow – Alexander playing possum, rolls out of the way as Bridget crashes!

Alexis takes the tag from Alexander and comes in and starts stomping away at Bridget, forcing her into the corner and stomping away. Alexis backs up and charges – Bridget charges out with a Lou Thesz Press – but Alexis reverses into a Boston Crab! Alexis has her in the middle of the ring; Kylie tries to get in but Alexander comes around and pulls her down into a brawl. Suddenly . . .

PA: VIVAN LAS VENTANAS!

Los Defenestrators are out here! They run toward and into the ring, causing Alexis to drop the Boston Crab . . . and then they slide out the other end and take the Tag Team Championships!

Voltaje: Muchas gracias para keeping these safe!

Los Defenestrators exit through the crowd to Alexis’s confusion—but Bridget rolls her up from behind! 1-2-3!

Winners in 10:22 . . . The Frenemies!

LOS DEFENESTRATORS vs. CLAN QUINN

Los Defenestrators come out from the crowd (where they’ve been eating popcorn) after the entrance of the championshipless Tag Team Champions. Moosehead Jack looks ready to rip Ecosistema’s head off—or at least his mask—but Ecosistema bravely walks right into the ring, assumes a fighting stance . . . and slowly backs up in his fighting stance to tag Voltaje in.

Voltaje charges in, and Moosehead Jack knocks him down immediately. Jack throws Voltaje into the corner and begins striking Voltaje with punches before mounting to the second rope—but Voltaje slides out between the legs, spins around, head between the legs, backward drop! Into the cover, good for only two before Moosehead Jack kicks out into a Dragon Sleeper—Voltaje manages to grab the rope, but Jack won’t let up until five, where he gives a sharp kick to the neck! Jack is admonished, backs up—another kick! Jack is admonished again, backs up—swings the kick, Voltaje out of the way, Jack crotches himself on the middle rope! Voltaje scrambles over to the corner, and before Ecosistema can run away, he gets the tag!

Making the best of a bad situation, Ecosistema runs in and grabs Jack for a German Suplex-but Moosehead Jack elbows him off! Moosehead charges at the stumbling Ecosistema—belly to back suplex from the luchador! Ecosistema is so surprised that worked, he does a victory lap—and then Moosehead Jack spears him out of his boots! Firewoman gestures for the tag, but Moosehead Jack is consumed with pounding Eco’s head into the mat . . . Eco desperately blocks, and manages to push Jack off and roll out and under the mat! Moosehead Jack rolls out after him but Voltaje tackles him – Firewoman leaps off the apron and knocks Voltaje down with a flying knee! Voltaje himself rolls under the mat!

Moosehead Jack and Firewoman look under the mat after Firewoman checks on him – no one there! Suddenly, Ecosistema is in the ring doing a little tap dance; Moosehead Jack charges in after him and begins to pound him into the mat again. Voltaje comes around the side and grabs Firewoman, but she shoves him over the guardrail and starts knocking his head off in the crowd. As Moosehead Jack is hooking Ecosistema up for the Go-To-Sleep-Forever—a second Ecosistema and Voltaje suddenly appear from under the ring, DOUBLE SUPERKICK! New Ecosistema into the cover as Voltaje insists he’s the legal man: 1-2-3!

Winners in 8:22 . . . Los Defenestrators!

Firewoman unmasks “Voltaje” in the crowd to reveal a drunken fan who she’s given a bloody nose; the “Ecosistema” who took a beating from Jack similarly unmasks, as the real (who knows who’s real anymore) Ecosistema and Voltaje bail into the audience as Jack stirs and figures out what happened.

BEVERLY CAMBRIDGE vs. SEBASTIAN DAVIS vs. STACY KIRKLAND

Bev and Davis are introed and make their way to the ring. As the OOWF Intercontinental champion is announced, she comes out with Matt Folz. The Saints make their way to the ring, Stacy steps between the ropes and holds her title high in the air while the OOWF World Heavyweight Champion takes his seat at the announce table. The entire time, Davis glares at Folz, Folz pretends not to notice him at all.

Russ: Looks like we are going to be joined by the OOWF World Heavyweight Champion Matt Folz, to what do we owe the honor, champ?
Folz: Well I’m a huge improvement from that hack, Nash, plus, I have an interest in this match
Razz: Well, you have your stablemate in Stacy Kirkland, someone you have openly said you enjoy facing in Beverly Cambridge and Sebastian Davis, the man who claims you are ducking him. So, who ya got?
Folz: Well, clearly I think Stacy has this one in the bag, however, if I had to pick another winner, Bev
Russ: But not Sebastian Davis?
Folz: Who?

The bell rings and Bev and Stacy take advantage of a distracted Davis and get numerous two counts on him before he finally bails to the floor.

Folz: Wow, for a guy who claims to be beneath this match he is certainly getting his ass handed to him right now. Hey Davis, the ring is THAT way!

Davis slides back into the ring and rakes Bev’s eyes before taking Stacy to the mat with a spinebuster. Davis grabs Bev and LAUNCHES her over the top rope to the floor then locks Stacy in an arm bar. The entire time he has Stacy on the mat, Davis and Folz debate the state of baseball, Davis is on the side that say speed the game up, while Folz takes the side of, leave it the fuck alone, it’s been around for one hundred and fifty fucking years, stop trying to change it to fit your fucking television schedule. Well, Davis being a prick who doesn’t care about tradition, doesn’t like the opposing viewpoint, so he leaves the ring and gets nose to nose with the champ.

Inevitably tempers reach the boiling point and Davis attacks Folz. Kirkland quickly comes to his rescue, attacking Davis from behind and pulling him off of Folz. The champ escapes and walks around the ring. We see Bev just getting to her feet and she is about to join the fight when Folz grabs her from behind and shoots her into the ring. Bev is quickly to her feet and she turns and looks at Folz, Folz gives a slight smirk and Bev nods her head and takes a knee.

Davis and Kirkland continue their brawl, the referee begins the count, and gets to ten! As soon as he does, Folz races to the brawl, nails Davis from behind sending him to the floor, grabs Kirkland by the arm and hands her her title, and they head up the ramp to the back. Folz stops at the top of the ramp and looks at Bev, Bev makes the “I want the title” sign, Folz smirks and they head to the back.

WINNER via countout in 17:02 – Beverly Cambridge

Davis now realizes what has happened and he is LIVID. He destroys the ringside area and has to be forcibly removed from ringside by security.

KIERAN BOURNE vs. JACK BULLET vs. MATT FOLZ

All 3 men are introduced to less than great ovations. The bell rings and it appears Matt and Jack have a conversation. Jack nods and the two charge Bourne and nail him with a double clothesline. Matt nails Keiran with a backdrop driver then picks him up. Matt and Jack show surprising chemistry as they nail Keiran with a Total Elimination. Matt and Jack pick up Keiran and roughly throw him over the top rope. Matt follows and slams Keiran's head into the announce table before removing the monitors and placing him on top of it. Matt holds Keiran in place as Jack comes off the table with an elbow that drives Keiran through the table. Matt picks Keiran up and hits him with a brainbuster on the concrete.

Razz: What the hell is going on here? Are Matt Folz and Jack Bullet forming an alliance?

Russ: I don't think so partner. I think they're trying to get it down to the one on one match that they- and quite frankly the fans- want.

The current and former World Champions go at it back and forth for several minutes. They lock up and Matt immediately takes Jack down and transitions into into an arm bar. Matt drops a few elbows onto Jack's shoulders and then into a side headlock. Jack rolls over into a pinning combination for 2. Matt re establishes control, this time Jack powers to his feet and slams the back of Matt's head into the canvas with a backdrop driver. Jack heads to the second rope and drops a knee. A second one gets a 2 count. Jack with a butterfly Suplex and then he whips Matt into the corner. Jack tries the Eagle Splash but Matt moves out of the way. Matt rolls Jack up for 2.

Matt with a powerslam and a swinging neck breaker. Matt with a snap suplex and then he floats over for 2. Fisherman's suplex gets 2. Matt sets up for the Angle Slam but Jack slips off his shoulders and shoves Matt into the turnbuckle. Jack kicks Matt in the gut and pulls him into the Action Driver. Matt is completely out of it as Jack covers 1...2...he's pulled out of the ring by a returning Keiran Bourne.

Russ: No matter what happens the rest of the match, everyone saw that Jack Bullet was within a thousandth of a second away from pinning the World Champion clean in the middle of the ring.

Jack for damn sure recognized that fact and he's upset as he brawls with Keiran outside the ring. Keiran ducks a wild right hand from Jack and nails him with a low blow. Keiran propels Jack into the ring post busting him open. Keiran rolls back into the ring and covers a still downed Matt. 1...2... Matt just kicks out. Keiran takes issue with the referee's count and gets right in his face. Matt grabs him from behind and holds a huge handful of tights. 1...2...3.

Winner (Pinfall 11:23) Matt Folz

As Folz gets to his feet and raises his arms in victory, Sebastian Davis is in the ring and KO’S the champ with a pair of brass knuckles! Before he can do any more damage, the Saints hit the ring, Davis beats a hasty retreat before they can get their hands on him though.

ZED vs. MAC FLASHER – OOWF Onslaught Championship Match

“Reverend BRICK~! Superstar” plays as The Reverend BRICK~! steps onto the ramp with Zed and the OOWF Onslaught Champion Mac Flasher in tow. While Mac is still a bit sore from Monday’s attack, he’s fighting through the residual pain as he and Zed glad-hand fans at ringside. As the two combatants hop into the ring, Rev. BRICK~! calls for the microphone while the music halts.

Rev. BRICK~!: “Friends. Tonight’s match will be a fantastic exhibition between two of the brightest lights from The God Complex. And whether it’s Zed or Mac Flasher that comes away as the OOWF Onslaught Champion, know that the only OOWF championship that meets the values of The God Complex will remain in the safety of The God Complex. These men will represent The God Complex in front of the whole world, and they’ll both be free of the evils that one may encounter in this sinful sport that we call professional wrestling. Amen.”

Mac looks perplexed as Zed just shrugs at the champion. Both men shake hands with Angelo Barros calling for the bell. Both men tie up with Zed getting the advantage while the action is upright, but the slightly larger Mac holding things down when the game heads to the mat. Matching escapes lead to multiple standoffs as Bangor’s OOWF fans applaud on cue. Rev. BRICK~! leads more applause as the two men fist bump before locking up again, this time with Mac working Zed into a corner and getting a quick forearm shiver on Zed before Barros asks for a break. Mac obliges before running a knee into Zed’s midsection and snapmaring him from the corner into a seated position where he follows with a Bomaye to the back of Zed’s head. Mac gets 2 from that pinfall attempt as Zed, while woozy, was still with it enough to get a shoulder off the mat.

Mac remains the aggressor as he picks Zed up to his feet and hits a discus elbow that gets 1.5 before Zed drapes a leg over the bottom rope.

Zed has used his first rope break.

Mac helps Zed to his feet again, with eyes on another discus elbow, only this time whiffing as Zed ducks and hits a bridging German suplex that gets 2. Both men are at their feet at the same time, with Zed stepping back to bounce off the ropes and deliver a discus elbow of his own. That staggers Mac into the corner, where he’s easy prey for Zed to deliver about six knife-edge chops, complete with a few shoutouts to Charlotte’s favorite septuagenarian. Mac covers his chest after the sixth chop, giving Zed the opening to hit a step-up enzuiguri, putting Mac on Dream Street. Zed waits for Mac to fall face-first onto the canvas before dropping an elbow onto the base of his neck.

Zed rolls Mac into a half-nelson pinning combination that gets 2. Zed is up first as his loudest supporters smell blood in the water as Mac rolls to the outside. Zed teases a plancha as Mac ducks for cover, only to see Zed standing in the middle of the ring and waving. Zed, with a grin, holds the ropes open for Mac, who heads back inside with dueling chants of “LET’S GO, ZED!” and “LET’S GO, MAC!” filling the arena, all while Rev. BRICK~! is trying to get a “GOD COM-PLEX!” chant happening. The two combatants try to lock up with Mac and Zed accidentally bumping heads. Mac and Zed each stagger back a few steps as Barros checks both men. With Mac already checked, Barros is checking Zed just as Mac drills Zed with an uppercut. Barros spins around and admonishes Mac.

Mac Flasher has been given his first warning.

Mac argues that he thought Barros had given the OK as Zed rubs his jaw and returns to a vertical base. Mac offers a mea culpas which Zed accepts before Zed ducks under a tie-up attempt to spin around and paste Mac with a superkick that pushes him back into the ropes, where a glassy-eyed Mac is tied up.

Zed charges in only for Barros to hold him back, all while Rev. BRICK~! tries to help Mac from his predicament. Zed gets past Barros with a running charge, only for Mac to drop down as Zed and Rev. BRICK~! collide with Zed taking the brunt of the impact on his forehead. Mac is slow to his feet, but instinctively collects Zed in position for a Flash Drive, dropping Zed’s head on the top turnbuckle. The instinct also leads to a pin.

Your winner (pinfall, 10:15) and STILL OOWF Onslaught Champion, Mac Flasher.

Rev. BRICK~! rushes in to tend to Zed as Mac sees a replay of what had just happened and promptly puts his head in his hands. While Rev. BRICK~! shoots an incredulous look at Mac, he’s quick to forgive Mac as he also slides in to check up on Zed. Mac and Rev. BRICK~! get Zed up to his feet, with Mac profusely offering his apologies, explaining that he didn’t know where he was after the headbutt and superkick. Zed, still with the Krispy Kreme eyes, reluctantly accepts the apology. He shakes Zed’s hand and raises his arm in victory as the God Complex celebrates inside the ring to end the show.

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