[Jack Quinn]

OOWF Hometown Heroes (#919)
Live! From Johnstown, Pennsylvania
Sunday, June 16, 2019

Hometown Hero Challenge
Bridget O'Malley vs. Mac Flasher

Sebastian Davis vs. Zed
Beverly Cambridge vs. TBA
Kieran Bourne vs. Stacy Kirkland
Jack Bullet & Kylie Mignolio vs. The Darlings
Los Defenestrators vs. Clan Quinn


Card subject to..........is there rain in the forecast for Johnstown this weekend?

[Sportsguy]

We fade in and see a pretty fucking pissed off Matt Folz being checked out. His concerned wife and the rest of the Saints beside him.

Matt: Motherfucker! I was giving Davis a free pass, letting him skate by. THAT shit is over with now. Let's skin the asshole alive.

Doctor: I wouldn't recommend that right now.

Matt: All due respect doc, I don't fucking care what you recommend. Davis wanted my attention, now he's damn well got it and he's going to fucking DIE.

Matt not so gently shoves the doctor away and gets to his feet. He gets 1 step....and then collapses in pain. Moose and Fire help him back on the exam table.

Matt: MOTHERFUCKER!!

Doctor: As I was saying, you're in no condition to go anywhere now. Nothing torn but a real bad bone bruise and some strained ligaments. I recommend rest.

Matt: Fine, fine, a couple days. Who am I facing Wednesday?

Doctor: No one. I recommended and your general manager agreed with me.... you're resting for at least 2 weeks. At which time you'll be reevaluated. But you won't be cleared until then, no Mayhem, no House Shows.

Matt: 2 FUCKING WEEKS? Hell no, I'm World Champion, I've gotta defend this thing.

Jaime: And you'll still be World Champion when you get back. Might be nice to get off the road a bit, have some time alone together. You did mention that Cabin in Wisconsin you wanted to go to sometime.

Matt: Fine, fine.

Matt turns to Fire, Moose and Stacy.

Matt: I want you guys to promise me something.

Moose: What?

Matt: Send Davis all the messages you want, but leave the last piece of him for me.

Stacy: You got it.

Matt: Fucking asshole. Who tries to end someone's career?

Fire: ....

Moose: ....

Matt: Okay, okay, all 3 of us have done it. He's still a dick though.

FADE

(OOC: And with that.... I'm on vacation. Uh, in two more days... but just work with me here. No wifi in cabin so wrote myself out for a bit.)

[DrMcAwesome]

*the scene finds “BLACK MAGIC” STACY KIRKLAND sitting at a table at Dino’s Sports Lounge in Latrobe, Pa. as MAC FLASHER walks in with a bag covered by a blue blanket, eyeing the room to make certain that STACY is alone. MAC reluctantly sits down and puts the bag on the table*

STACY: “Don’t worry. I came alone.”

MAC: “I understand that happened often in your marriage.”

SK (chuckling): “OK, that was unexpected. Did you bring who I’m looking for?”

*MAC takes the blanket off the bag to reveal a cat carrier, with DR. McAWESOME’S CAT, T.J. inside*

SK: “Great. Now, what makes you think that I’m willing to part with what you want in exchange for what I want?”

*MAC opens the carrier as T.J. pulls the DDT Ironman Heavy Metal Championship from the back of the bag. This would be the human-sized version and not the cat-sized custom that T.J. commissioned with BING-BONG’s encouragement when both were on a catnip bender. STACY examines the championship and notices a few teeth marks*

SK: “Was she trying to eat this?”

MF: “No, Dr. McAwesome’s other cat, Juice, is a bit of a chewer.”

SK: “OK … What about … Her?”

MF: “Don’t worry. Taken care of.”

*the feed cuts to the bar area of the restaurant where KAYFABE is camped at the Golden Tee machine with three rolls of quarters*

SK: “So, is the cat going to forfeit? Am I going to have to pin her? If I have to pin her, Junior is in the trunk of my rental and …”

MF: “What about what I’m looking for?”

*STACY reaches in her pocket and produces a velvet-covered box before tossing it on the table*

SK: “You mean, that amateur-hour ring? Jack basically proposed with a Ring Pop and it had more value than this thing. Bridget must really love you if she accepted THAT.”

*MAC picks up the box and inspects the contents*

MF: “Whatever you say. But, this appears to be the real McCoy. T.J. …”

*T.J. drags the championship to the center of the table and looks at STACY*

T.J.: “Meow.” (Translation: OK, so I think this is bullshit that I’m merely a pawn to advance a storyline, but I’ve already beaten this lady once, so I honestly have nothing to prove. All I hope is that when this exchange is finalized, that I can still hang with Bing-Bong and fuck with John Law while we’re high. But for the sake of formality, I forfeit this championship to its previous holder)

WINNER BY FORFEIT AND NEW DDT IRONMAN HEAVY METAL CHAMPION, “BLACK MAGIC” STACY KIRKLAND!

*STACY grabs the championship*

SK: “The cat was correct to forfeit this to me. The things that she would have suffered if I had to chase her down for this …”

*T.J. curls up in STACY’s lap and begins purring*

SK: “OK … Maybe I’d have just rubbed her adorable stomach for three seconds.”

MF: “So … I guess we’re done here.”

SK: “Yes. We both have what we want.”

*MAC puts the ring in his pocket, picks up T.J. to put her in the carrier and grabs his takeout wings before exiting all while STACY stands up and looks at her reflection in the championship*

SK: “He may not be so dumb after all, but he made it too easy …”

*out of nowhere BRIDGET O’MALLEY clocks STACY with a wooden serving tray and goes for a cover as an OOWF OFFICIAL dives in*

1 … 2 … 3! WINNER AND NEW DDT IRONMAN HEAVY METAL CHAMPION, BRIDGET O’MALLEY.

BRIDGET: “MAC! That car better be running!”

*BRIDGET runs off as if she were shot from a cannon while a stunned STACY rubs the back of her head as the scene fades*

[Road Warrior Shark]

~~~ Zed is walking down The Hallway, when Sebastian Davis materializes in his path, brandishing the Clangy Pole. Zed tenses up for an attack, but Davis puts his hands out in front of him. ~~~

Davis: Whoa whoa whoa, ease up there man. I'm just here to wish you good luck Sunday in our match.

Zed: That doesn't seem like you at all.

Davis: It isn't.

~~~ And with that, Sebastian throws the first punch. Zed returns serve, and the two of them brawl back and forth, knocking over road boxes and crashing hard into walls back and forth. Zed gets behind Davis and starts to apply the Zzzz, but Sebastian by now has Clangy Pole in hand and after elbowing Zed in the gut a few times, starts bringing his weapon down on the back of Zed's head repeatedly. Davis press slams Zed into a forklift. Why is there a forklift, you might ask? BGFYTW. Zed is busted open and bleeding. Davis spies a stack of wooden pallets and hits the High Tide into them, sending splinters of wood flying everywhere. Zed is now motionless.

Davis drags Zed onto the back of a golf cart and drives down the hallway further, slamming on the brakes in front of the General Manager's office. He kicks the door open and tossed Zed's un-moving frame inside. Zed lands with a hollow thud beside the GM's desk. Alice the office assistant scurries out the door, ostensibly to get medical help for Zed. ~~~

General Manager Victor Dinero: What the hell is going on!

Davis: Looks like poor Zed wont make his match. I want Matt Folz this week.

GMVD: Well tough shit. Folz isn't medically cleared to wrestle.

Davis: (pointing down at Zed with the Clangy Pole) Looks like he's not going to be either. So give me Folz anyway.

GMVD: I'm not putting the OOWF World Champion at risk.

Davis: That's a bunch of crap. Guys wrestle AMA all the damn time around this place. I want Folz, I want him for the title, and I want it this week!

GMVD: Well, Jamie is insisting he follow doctor's orders this time. That means he isn't facing you, or anyone else for that matter, this week.

Davis: Then he can forfeit the title to me. I've earned it.

GMVD: You think you're the only one with eyes on the World title?

Davis: I'm the only one I see doing anything about it. How many bodies do I need to lay waste to? Because I will.

GMVD: I know, I know, I know. But that isn't the only consideration here.

Davis: Do I need to remind you what I did to The Destroyitarium last week? Would you like your office to resemble those shambles?

GMVD: Don't you dare try and intimidate me!

Davis: You've been warned. The next time I barge in here, there won't be just one carcass to dispose of.

~~~ Davis takes Clangy Pole and taps it on Victor's desk before heading out the door, where he is met by SFJ #44 ~~~

SFJ #44: Sebastian, what in the world have you done?

Davis: You never know when The Hurricane will make landfall. Last week, it was The Destroyitarium. The Saints of Sinners were lucky. They ran away just in time. Today, Zed was the one who didn't heed the forecasts.

SFJ #44: Haven't you done enough damage, with what you've done to Matt Folz?

Davis: I don't see anyone stopping me.

SFJ #44: You've got the other three Saints very upset.

Davis: And if they cared to, the three of them would pounce on me and leave me lying in a pool of my own blood.

~~~ Sebastian pauses and cups his hand to his ear ~~~

Davis: Yeah, yeah, yeah. I can hear Moosehead Jack now. I say bring it on. The Saints of Sinners aren't the big scary monsters they would have you believe. The Saints of the past might well have been, but this incarnation is a little too PG, a little too corporate, A Lot too soft. Hell, they sell more T-shirts than anyone else in the company right now. They aren't the threats they would have you believe. They outsourced their dirty work with Jack Bullet instead of handling their business themselves. They've sold out.

To put it in terms that they understand, they aren't a nice stout lager, a Guinness on tap if you will. They're the Saints of Sinners Light, served in long neck bottles with a twist off cap for $5.99 a six pack. They are nothing but a Watered-Down Version of the Original - made that way to be more appealing to the masses, but lacking the same punch so too speak.

SFJ #44: You aren't afraid of paybacks?

Davis: If they were gonna do something about it, I'd be in traction right now. Now get out of my way.

~~~ Davis knocks the mic from her hand and strolls down the hallway, a satisfied smile on his face. ~~~

[Jack Quinn]

<Davis turns around to leave and gets SLAMMED right between the eyes with a chain wrapped around Moose's fist. Davis drops to the floor and Moose pounces on him and hammers him with punches to the face until Davis is pouring blood>

MHJ: Ya just couldn't keep your mouth shut, could ya Davis?

<Moose drags Davis to the Stairwell of Horrible Violence and throws him through the doors, Davis stops just before he falls down the stairs and turns to Moose, Moose kicks him in the chest and sends him tumbling down the stairs. Moose grabs Davis on the landing and slams his face into the wall, then drops him with a piledriver on the stairs>

MHJ: Been awhile since I've done this, let's see if I remember how it works.

<Moose loops the chain around Daivs throat then throws him over the railing to the floor, Davis lands with a sickening thud, then Moose pulls the chain until Daivs is back on his feet, then his feet are just off the floor. Davis claws at his throat as the chain tightens and Moose ties it off on the railing. Jack walks down the steps to face Davis who is gasping for air.>

MHJ: Here's an oldie, but a goodie that I think you will appreciate

<Moose reaches into his boot and pulls out a scalpel and carves SOS onto Davis' chest, Davis is still gasping for air as blood pours off his face and chest>

MHJ: Sure would suck if no one was watching this.

<Moose drills Davis with a left to the jaw, and Davis goes limp. Moose walks away. As he gets to the top of the stairs and heads down the hall, we hear people rushing in that direction, and we fade to black.>

[Jack Quinn]

OOWF Hometown Heroes (#919)
Live! From Johnstown, Pennsylvania
Sunday, June 16, 2019

LOS DEFENESTRATORS vs. CLAN QUINN

As El Ecosistema and El Voltaje enter the arena with the OOWF Tag Team Titles that don’t belong to them, Clan Quinn bum rushes the masked pair, attacking both with chairs on the ramp. Firewoman starts to work over Ecosistema as Moosehead Jack does the same to Voltaje. With OOWF Security spilling onto the ramp, Clan Quinn is de-chaired, but that only stops so much of the violence as Firewoman dons a set of brass knuckles and drills Ecosistema in the jaw, knocking him silly and affording her a chance to work on his mask. All of this is happening as Moose has Voltaje tied in the ropes by his throat with a series of shots to the ribs and gut.

Firewoman has the strings of Ecosistema’s mask untied as the totally not Ecosystem wrestler pulls down on the mask to keep it on. A well-placed groin shot moves Ecosistema’s hands to a different area as Firewoman has the mask halfway off. Just as Firewoman seems to have the mask in her grasp, the public address system blares out “Happy” stopping everything in that frame. A look of pure rage washed over Firewoman’s face as Junichiro Muyo’s entrance video plays, but there’s no Ecosystem.

Russ: “COULD. IT. BE? Is this a return that Firewoman has been dreading and denying since El Ecosistema made his way back to OOWF?”
Razz: “Expect the man behind this music to come out in a wheelchair. That neck will still be broken.”

This smokescreen gives Ecosistema the chance to reapply his mask, pull a stale churro from his tights and waylay Firewoman in the back of her head. Voltaje had freed himself as he and Moose have engaged in a one-for-one slap contest with Voltaje gaining an advantage before Moose knees him in the gut and tosses him into the barricade. Moose charges up the ramp only to get a flying forearm for his troubles. Voltaje runs up the ramp as referee Angelo Barros remains in the center of the ring with a look of frustration on his face before he just waves the match off.

Ladies and gentlemen, OOWF referee Angelo Barros has declared this match, a no-contest.

While the announcement nullifies the scheduled bout, it does nothing to stop the brawl as Ecosistema pulls another churro from his tights and stuffs it in Moose’s mouth. As Moose tries to get the tasty treat out of his mouth, Voltaje drills him with “his” OOWF Tag Team championship. Firewoman hits an overhead suplex on Ecosistema off the ramp and onto a conveniently placed stack of boxes, crashing him softly to the floor. Firewoman drops down to search for Ecosistema, who has crawled into a box at the base of the stack and began to scuttle away, only to run into an enraged Firewoman, who pulls the box off Ecosistema and gets a handful of churro dust to the face as Ecosistema bolts into the path of Moose, who has disposed of Voltaje and has procured Happy Deth Bat IV in the process. A wild swing misses Ecosistema and comes within inches of hitting Firewoman. While Moose turns around to find Ecosistema, both masked men are atop the ramp holding Clan Quinn’s championships chanting “OCHO TIME! OCHO TIME! OCHO TIME!” before getting chased to the back by Moose and Firewoman.

SEBASTIAN DAVIS vs. ZED

“Glory” plays out a battered Sebastian Davis, showing some of the effects of the beating he received on Saturday, but that doesn’t stop him from telling anyone who will listen that he’s better than anyone in the locker room, or in the building. With Sebastian in the ring, “Reverend BRICK~! Superstar” plays, bringing out The Reverend BRICK~!, who has a microphone in one hand and a collection plate in the other.

Rev. BRICK~!: “Johnstown! Are you ready to be blessed by the last true hero in OOWF? Are you ready to see Sebastian Davis get his comeuppance for his pride and bloodlust? For his envy of those who hold championships? Are you ready to cast a flood in this city to …”

The crowd boos Rev. BRICK~! vehemently.

Rev. BRICK~!: “Right. Right. Wishing for floods is a no-no is this town. Nevertheless, are you ready to see Zed bless this man with …”

Zed, tired of waiting, jogs out, with the effects of Sebastian’s attack showing. There’s not much time for Mel Creech to call for a bell before Zed hammers away at Sebastian with a series of rights and a left uppercut to send over the top. Sebastian lands on the apron, but is quickly clotheslined to the floor as Zed shouts a few words not endorsed by Rev. BRICK~! Sebastian’s way. Sebastian climbs back into the ring, instructing Creech to keep Zed at bay before trying to sneak a cheap shot in on the Carolinian, getting a right to the jaw in the process. Zed begins to work over Sebastian with a snap mare and series of kicks to the back and neck before Shining Wizard gets 1.5. Sebastian tries to roll out of the ring, but is grabbed by Zed, who stands him up, whips him into the ropes and hits him with a leg lariat that never gets a cover as Sebastian rakes the eyes of Zed just as he leaned over. Sebastian is first to his feet and starts to pummel Zed with forearm strikes and hammerfists, taking him to the corner and delivering a lariat and another rake to the eyes.

Razz: “If he can’t see you, he can’t fight you. While it’s not in the spirit of the rules, Sebastian shows that he’s the smartest fighter in OOWF.”
Russ: “Spirit of the rules? It’s a gross violation of the rules. If it was anyone other than Mel Creech in those stripes, Sebastian Davis might be disqualified.”

Sebastian continues his assault, stomping away at Zed’s back and shoulders before trying to lock him in a Camel Clutch. Zed is able to fight out of it, but it’s Sebastian maintaining the advantage with an elbow drop to Zed’s neck, which gets segued into a side headlock with Sebastian leaning his weight onto Zed’s neck and shoulders. With Creech checking down on Zed, he’s not aware of Sebastian trying to prop his feet on the bottom rope. The cat-and-mouse game between Sebastian and Creech is played as Sebastian is able to drop his feet just as Creech peeks over Sebastian. Zed, who is almost fully drained, is reenergized by the Johnstown fans and Rev. BRICK~!, getting to his knees and finally breaking the headlock with a swift elbow to the gut. As Sebastian is doubled over, Zed runs the ropes with something in mind, but is cut off by a Pounce that sends Zed tumbling through the ropes.

Sebastian catches his air as Zed tries to collect his wits. All the while, Creech’s count gets to 7 before Rev. BRICK~! helps Zed to his feet. Zed gets to the apron and cuts off a charging Sebastian with a right cross. Sebastian tries again and gets another right. This time, Sebastian is doubled over, giving Zed a chance to slingshot in and get a Sunset flip that gets 2 before Sebastian bucks Zed off, sending him face-first into the turnbuckles. Zed turns around and right into a spinebuster. That gets 2 as Zed shoots a shoulder off of the mat. A middle-rope knee drop follows and also gets 2. Sebastian stands Zed up and tries to get him up for a Spring Break Plunge, but Zed blocks both tries and pulls Sebastian into a small package that gets 2 before Sebastian can shift the weight onto Zed for 2. The two roll around on the mat, exchanging 2 counts before getting tangled in the ropes. As Creech gets the two untangled, Sebastian grabs the collection plate from Rev. BRICK~! and blasts Zed, sending change all over the mat. Sebastian pockets a $20 bill before snapping Zed up and driving him down in his second try at a Spring Break Plunge. That gets 3 and Rev. BRICK~! protests with Creech almost immediately.

Your winner (pinfall, 14:20), Sebastian Davis!

Rev. BRICK~! grabs the collection plate and tries to give Sebastian what for, but the Texan has rolled out of the ring where he sends taunts Zed, Rev. BRICK~!, the fans and likely anyone who has ever been in Johnstown before heading to the back.

JACK BULLET & KYLIE MIGNOLIO vs. THE DARLINGS

“Silver Eagle” Jack Bullet and Kylie Mignolio make their way to the ringside area, soaking in the cheers from the Johnstown fans, all while discussing in-ring strategy as Kylie’s partner, Bridget O’Malley, has herself in something different tonight. The two stand in the ring as “Radioactive” hits to bring out the Darling Twins. Alexander and Alexis receive cheers, but not as vociferous as the ones their opponents received. Nevertheless, The Darlings enter the ring and stretch on the ropes with Masami Misawa inspecting all combatants for foreign – or domestic – objects and calling for the bell.

Alexander and Kylie start for their respective teams with Kylie using her quickness and lack of size to her advantage, escaping almost anything that Alexander was looking to try. A few chants of “3-1” start, but Alexander seems unimpressed by the effort, all while Alexis is on the outside gesturing with a side of mockery that she can’t hear the chants. While that’s going on, Alexander is able to cinch a waistlock on Kylie, grappling her down to the mat, with a Peterson Roll that gets 1. Kylie pops up and gets swept down by Alexander, who misses an elbow drop and kips up just as Kylie does the same. That gets a polite applause from the Johnstown faithful. Jack extends his hand into the ring, asking to tag in. Kylie is cool with that as she tags Jack in. Jack and Alexander chain-wrestle the hell out of each other for a good 90 seconds with a stand-off that has both men nodding in respect. Alexis tags herself in and gets tripped up by Jack as a result of her eagerness. Jack allows Alexis to get to her feet and tries to wrestle her down, getting her in a referee’s position before she’s able to escape. The younger Alexis waits for Jack to gather what happened, waving at him as he looks up to see Alexis in a vertical position. Jack tries to grapple with Alexis again, only for Alexis to stop that with a shove and a few strong-style kicks. Jack backs off, but not far enough as Alexis connects with a running knee just below Jack’s throat, sending him to a neutral corner. Alexis charges, but Jack is able to step away, allowing Alexis to go chest-first into the turnbuckle. Jack turns Alexis around, and tags in Kylie, who sprints in and monkey flips Alexis before before a handspring moonsault gets 2. Alexis stands up, grabs Kylie by the hair and vaults her over the top and onto the apron. Kylie sticks the landing, and avoids a shoulder tackle by Alexis, dropping down and sending a kick to the jaw that leaves her dazed between the top and middle ropes. A running knee lift is next for Alexis, bouncing her neck off the top rope before she slinks to the mat. Kylie heads back to the ring and tries a DDT from her knees, only for the stronger Alexis to block it and shove her off. Kylie tries again, only to get tossed through the ropes with her head hitting the apron on the way out.

Russ: “Usually Kylie Mignolio is so good at avoiding disaster by using her agility. That … Was not one of those cases.”
Razz: “Not only will that compromise her team’s chances tonight, but if there are any lingering effects, this could be the opening that The Darlings need to start their comeback against The Frenemies.”

Alexis heads to the outside and escorts Kylie into the ring and into her team’s corner. From there, The Darlings exchange quick tags with heavy strikes and tandem offense beating Kylie down further. Kylie is on spaghetti legs as Alexander, now the legal combatant, hits a devastating lariat to get 2. A crucifix bomb gets 2, only when Jack comes in to make the save. Misawa chides Jack and takes him back to the corner as Alexander hits a slingshot suplex on Kylie to get 2, before a foot gets draped on the ropes. Alexander drags Kylie to the center of the ring drops a few knees on the inside of Kylie’s leg before trying to procure the Darling Money-Clip on Kylie. Alexander leans back and drops all of his weight onto Kylie’s back, causing great screams and agony as she cannot move an inch closer to the ropes, just as it looks like Kylie is about to tap out, Jack rushes in again and drills Alexander with a clothesline from behind. Misawa again has to take Jack the back, but the save does allow Kylie get some space. Kylie tries to crawl to Jack, but has her ankle grabbed by Alexander, who drags her across the canvas to Alexis, who tags in and begins another series of double teams and heavy strikes, eventually ending with Alexander in the ring as the legal man again. With a smirk on his face, Alexander locks Kylie in a sleeper hold, but that becomes his undoing as Kylie drops down and forces the top of her head to collide with Alexander’s jaw.

With Jack pounding on the top turnbuckle, Kylie is able to lunge and make the tag with Jack coming in with fists of fire for Alexander and an Irish Whip into Alexander for Alexis. As the two collide, Jack drops Alexis with a Silver Bullet DDT and delivers a belly-to-belly suplex onto Alexander for 2. Kylie recovers and hits a top-rope cross-body to take out Alexis as the two tumble through the ropes. Inside the ring, Jack and Alexander slug it out with Jack hitting an Eagle Splash on Alexander in the corner. Jack loads up a Talon and gets Alexander up for a Talon Slam, but is cut off by Alexis hitting a spear into Jack, creating all kinds of carnage in the ring. As three bodies lay on the mat, Kylie pulls herself onto the apron and begs to be tagged in. Jack, still without his wits, crawls to a neutral corner before making his way to Kylie, who tags in and immediately scales the turnbuckles. A moonsault onto Alexis incapacitates her before Kylie hits a running knee on Alexander. Kylie heads back to the top and tries a cross-body on a woozy Alexander but gets caught. That edge is short-lived as Jack kneels behind Alexander, toppling him with Kylie on top. The sudden fall winds Alexander long enough to get 3.

Your winners (18:54), Kylie Mignolio and “Silver Eagle” Jack Bullet!

Kylie and Jack celebrate in the ring, appearing to rekindle some of their out-of-the-ring chemistry before Alexis separates the two. Alexander stands beside his sister as tension mounts. Alexanders offers a hand, and Alexis reluctantly does the same, with Jack and Kylie shaking those hands. The sportsmanship pleases everyone but Razz as Kylie and Jack continue their celebration while Alexander and Alexis try to gather what went wrong.

KIERAN BOURNE vs. STACY KIRKLAND

Kieran Bourne stands in the ring, suspiciously eyeballing “Junior” Hale, who has drawn the assignment for this match. “Bad Mama Jama” brings out “Black Magic” Stacy Kirkland, who tries to defend her DDT Ironman Heavy Metal Championship against many ringside fans, but is halted by OOWF Security. Stacy rolls into the ring and stares at Hale before he looks down to the mat and calls for the bell. Kieran opens with a shotgun dropkick that startles Stacy and sends her to the corner, but before Kieran can follow up, Hale stops him in the name of making sure that Stacy has enough time to recover after the dastardly attack. Kieran tries to step around Hale, but gets nowhere before Stacy hits a Lou Thesz Press from the middle turnbuckle and rains down blatant fists on Kieran, all while Hale sees nothing wrong. Kieran shoves Stacy off and argues with Hale, who is having none of this protest. Stacy tries to sneak attack Kieran, but he ducks a punch that is stopped inches from Hale’s face. Kieran scampers behind and rolls up Stacy for a slow 2.

Kieran has some issues with Hale’s cadence but is told to focus on the match. Kieran turns around and eats a forearm from Stacy and a pin attempt that gets 2, but barely 1 under most officials. Kieran kips up and sends an uppercut to Stacy’s jaw, going for a cover and getting 1. Kieran stays on the offensive but keeps an eye on Hale, who is loudly instructing Kieran the difference between right and wrong. Hale’s chatter is enough to throw Kieran off his rhythm a bit, as he whiffs on a Superkick and into a lungblower from Stacy.

Russ: “While Kieran isn’t the most pristine individual in OOWF, you get the feeling that he’s getting the shaft from ‘Junior’ Hale in that ring.”
Razz: “‘Junior’ is just trying to officiate the match as per his judgment. Kieran has to respect the officiating or he’ll pay a heavy price.”

Stacy goes for a cover that gets 2. She opens a ground-and-pound attack that is as unorthodox as most have seen in a wrestling ring, but it works as Stacy opens a cut on Kieran’s forehead. This allows Stacy an opportunity to bite into the cut, while Hale is applying latex gloves with his back to the action. Kieran shoves off Stacy as Hale dives in to check Kieran’s cut, which hasn’t even really started bleeding out. Hale gives a standing 8 count to a very annoyed Kieran. Looks at the cut again. Sees a trifling amount of blood on his glove and calls for the bell, much to the confusion of everyone. Hale drops to the timekeeper’s table and confers with Mike Elevenbee.

Ladies and gentlemen, referee “Junior” Hale has stopped this match 10 minutes and 38 seconds, due to blood loss from Kieran Bourne. Therefore, your winner (referee stoppage) is “Black Magic” Stacy Kirkland!

Kieran is incensed by the decision, tearing out of the ring to get in Hale’s face. Hale pays Kieran very little mind as Stacy heads to the outside and drops an axehandle onto Hale after Kieran moved away. Kieran tosses Stacy into the barricade before picking Hale up and in position for a Lifting DDT. Officials and OOWF Security pour out from the back to stop Kieran, who roughly drops Hale onto his feet before turning around into a Superkick from Stacy. The striped- and yellow-shirted detail halt the brewing brawl as Stacy checks on Hale momentarily.

BEVERLY CAMBRIDGE vs. TBA

With Beverly Cambridge standing in the ring, next to Masato Misawa as General Manager Vic DeNiro steps out onto the ramp. There is confusion amongst everyone in the arena, as Vic climbs into the ring and asks for a microphone.

Vic: “Beverly. Tonight, you were scheduled to face Matt Folz. Unfortunately, Mr. Folz is unable to compete after the attack he suffered this past Wednesday on MidWeek Mayhem at the hands of Sebastian Davis. While, we cannot give you Mr. Folz, you will have an opponent tonight, right here in Johnstown, Pennsylvania. That opponent is …”

“Glory” by The Score plays as an irate Sebastian Davis steps out, with a microphone in hand.

Sebastian: “So, you mean to tell me on a show that didn’t have John Law or Sizzlechest Manbeef-Cox on it, that you’re making me wrestle twice? I already proved that I am THE BEST. THING. GOING. in OOWF by beating Zed, 1-2-3 in that ring after a brutal attack by Moosehead Jack last night. Winning twice in one night does nothing but prove to the entire world that I am the uncrowned World Champion. So think very hard before you authorize this bout. Because a hurricane …”

Vic: “Yes. Yes. You’ll huff and you’ll puff and you’ll blow this arena down. While you’re doing that, Mr. Davis; you can face Beverly Cambridge, who holds a higher ranking on our World Title contenders list than you do. Beat her, and maybe these boasts are justified.”

Sebastian: “This is on YOUR hands, bud.”

Sebastian rolls into the ring and tries to get a quick attack on Beverly, but is held off by Misawa, who then calls for the bell. Sebastian, a bit worse for wear after the previous 24 hours, is tripped up by a drop toe hold with Beverly flowing the action into a bridging chinlock. Misawa checks on Davis, who shouts obscenities at the official before Beverly loses grip on the bridge thanks to a Greco-Roman bite from Sebastian. Misawa chides Sebastian for the illegal act, with Sebastian’s watch-my-beer bluster sending him right into a dropkick. That tips Sebastian off to the idea of taking a powder on the outside, all while Beverly is mockingly inviting him back inside.

Russ: “Do you get the feeling that Sebastian Davis is getting punished for his attack on Matt Folz?”
Razz: “This isn’t punishment. That will come when Matt Folz returns. This is merely giving Beverly Cambridge something to do in Matt’s absence.”

Sebastian reenters the ring and again tries to get a cheapshot in on Beverly, who sidesteps the right hand and takes that arm with the intent of a LaBell Lock. Sebastian is too strong, but that doesn’t stop Beverly from adapting and sending the Texan to the mat with an arm drag. Beverly holds on to that arm, wringing it with a knee in Sebastian’s face all while Misawa is checking for a submission. Sebastian isn’t about that life, again loudly and profanely telling Misawa that he’s not getting that submission here. Beverly tries to pull the arm back into an arm bar, but Sebastian wraps his legs around the bottom rope, prompting Misawa to force a break. Beverly obliges, but not before getting a right cross to the jaw from Sebastian. Misawa tells Sebastian about the rules prohibiting such things. Sebastian makes a gesture akin to feeding the ducks as Beverly dropkicks Sebastin from behind, almost causing a collision with Misawa. Only Misawa’s ability to jump onto the top turnbuckle prevented disaster.

Russ: “That could have ended an official’s career. Masato Misawa suffered a brutal neck injury in 2012 and we almost saw a collision which would have probably paralyzed that young man.”
Razz: “It’s the risk he runs anytime that he steps into that ring, but it’s not a thing that anyone would want to see.”

Beverly continues to fluster Sebastian with a few quick strikes and kicks, dropping him on his backside. That sets up a shotgun dropkick in the corner. As Beverly grabs Sebastian’s boot, he is able to pull her by the hair and send her shoulder-first into the ringpost. This finally gives Sebastian the opening he needs as Beverly slinks through the ropes and falls outside. Sebastian heads to the outside and opts to give Beverly’s shoulder a tour of all four ringposts. Sebastian sends Beverly into the ring and starts his assault, stomping away before Beverly is 100 percent in the ring. Misawa steps in to stop Sebastian and gets shoved to the mat, creating an instant emergency as OOWF Medical wastes no time in rushing to the ring to tend to Misawa. While that’s going on, Sebastian sends Beverly’s head into apron before searching under the ring for his weapon of choice, a clangy pole. Sebastian works over an increasingly defenseless Beverly with the pole as Medical and officials tend to Misawa, who is groggy and moving his limbs. All the while Sebastian has busted Beverly open with the pole and delivers a Cattle Driver to her on the outside mats as Vic DeNiro rushes to ringside.

All the while,

Your winner (disqualification, 13:45), Beverly Cambridge.

As Beverly lay on the outside mats, Sebastian stares the GM down and repeats “Give me, Folz” and “This is on you, Vic!” in alternating snaps before exiting to a rainfall of trash and debris. Misawa, now seated, rubs his neck as some Medical personnel drop down to assist Beverly.

BRIDGET O’MALLEY vs. MAC FLASHER – OOWF Onslaught Championship Match

The feed cuts to an earlier interaction between General Manager Vic DeNiro and Mac Flasher in Mac’s locker room.

Vic: “MacIntosh. I understand your reluctance in taking this match, but I do appreciate that you eventually signed on.”

Mac: “Well, my hands were tied by a number of factors, so what choice did I have.”

Vic: “The choice was always yours, but you only saw the negative consequences and figured that the world was against you. They were in place, because I knew you’d do the right thing and take this match with Ms. O’Malley. Just know, that anything you do to disqualify yourself from this match will not only cost you the Onslaught Championship, but it will ban you from future OOWF World Title matches for a time period of my discretion.”

Mac: “Well, thanks again for giving me the illusion of a choice.”

The feed cuts to the present time as Mac is conversing with The Reverend BRICK~!

Mac: “So help me, if one Saint sets foot in that ring … I’m …”

Rev. BRICK~!: “You have my assurance that you and Bridget will have the safest match that has ever taken place in this town. This is your hometown, enjoy it for once.”

Bridget O'Malley vs. Mac Flasher – OOWF Onslaught Championship match
The feed rejoins the ringside area as “Crown on the Ground” plays out Bridget O’Malley to a thunderous ovation. She glad-hands seemingly the entire arena before heading into the ring and getting checked by Davis Hightower. While Bridget’s music fades, “I Get Wet” draws out Mac Flasher, who is appreciative of the applause but looks over his shoulder and around the arena to make sure that everything is on the up and up. As Mac heads inside, “Reverend BRICK~! Superstar” brings out the mentor of The God Complex, the Reverend BRICK~!, who is all smiles as he makes his way ringside. Once inside, he pulls a microphone out of the inside of his jacket.

Rev. BRICK~!: “Friends, we are here to witness the totally safe main event between two hometown competitors in Bridget O’Malley and Mac Flasher. At no point during this match will there be any nefarious actions from the outside. There will be no attacks on either Miss O’Malley or Mr. Flasher. To ensure this, I have enlisted a security unit more efficient than OOWF Security. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you … The HOLY HANDS OF ANTIOCH!”

Mac rolls his eyes as 20 men in choir robes surround the ring. Bridget seems to be OK with this as Rev. BRICK~! blesses the ring with the contents of his fountain Sprite from the arena’s concession stand. Before Hightower can call for the bell, Mac requests the microphone and sighs before reaching into his pocket.

Mac: “Bridget. I’ve taken this bout. I’ve gotten this back from Stacy Kirkland. But before we hear a bell ring, I need to know …”

Mac drops to a knee as the crowd erupts.

Mac: “Bridget Jean O’Malley, will you …”

The arena lights go out as darkness is the only thing anyone in the arena or watching on OOWF.tv – free for $6.66 a month – can see for roughly the next 90 seconds. The house lights turn back on and all 20 members of The Holy Hands of Antioch are in varying levels of unconsciousness on the outside mats. In the ring are Moosehead Jack, Firewoman and “Black Magic” Stacy Kirkland.

Russ: “NOT EVEN THE GOD COMPLEX COULD KEEP THIS MATCH SAFE! THE SAINTS OF SINNERS ARE HERE AND MAC AND BRIDGET ARE IN TROUBLE!”
Razz: “It was Mac’s fault for taking this match. He knew this would happen and … Well, this is his bed that he’s made.”
Russ: “But Mac was …”
Razz: “Yeah. Yeah. Bridget would have said yes and they’d have shared a moment. But now we’re spared of that nonsense.”

Mac, now standing, and Bridget stand back to back as The Saints of Sinners surround the pair. No one has made a move toward either Mac or Bridget as Mac turns around, spins Bridget in front of him and delivers a Flash Drive while yelling for Hightower to call for the bell. Hightower, with his jaw on the floor, obliges as The Saints of Sinners and about 4,000 fans have no idea what to make of what they just witnessed. Hightower counts an academic 3.

Your winner (pinfall, :05), and STILL OOWF ONSLAUGHT CHAMPION, Mac Flasher!

Mac heads to the outside and blows right through The Saints of Sinners, who were more impressed than anything. As they head to the inside to pick the carcass of Bridget, the wrestling contingent of The God Complex comes in through the crowd to prevent further damage. Mac, now getting showered by the best concessions that the arena has to offer, looks at his Onslaught title and takes one glance toward the ring before heading to the back. All the while, Bridget, now conscious, is sobbing while clutching to the velvet-covered box that was in Mac’s pocket just moments earlier. Zed and Kylie Mignolio try to console Bridget as best they can as a borderline riot atmosphere and a “FUCK YOU, MAC!” chant fills the arena to set the soundtrack as the broadcast is just about to sign off.

Russ: “I’m not sure why that happened. I’m not sure what that accomplished. But Mac Flasher has turned his back on the one person who has been in his corner for so long. A woman who did just about everything for him. As far as I’m concerned, Mac Flasher can go fuck himself.”
Razz: “Mac! Buddy! Call me! Let’s go get wings some time!”

The feed fades out with the camera zoomed in on Bridget’s trembling hand holding the velvet-covered box.

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