[Jack Quinn]

OOWF MidWeek Mayhem
Live! From Ironwood, Michigan

<We head back into the arena as “Idle Hands” by The Gutter Twins blares throughout the building, announcing the arrival of “The Riot Act” Tyson Kincaid. The arena goes dark and red lights flash throughout as Kincaid steps through the curtain to a mixed reaction.

He walks down the aisle and climbs into the ring, foregoing his usual theatrics before calling for a microphone. The music stops and the lights come up as he begins to speak, almost in a whisper.>

TK: Ever since I came to OOWF earlier this year, I’ve been burdened by my history with Firewoman and I’ve been holding onto my secrets, waiting for the right moment to reveal them and to confront her. I thought the right moment had arrived, until of course, she announced that she was with child.

I decided to wait a little while longer, to show that I still had compassion for her. I wanted her to settle one issue before I gave her another one to worry about.

Of course, we all know now that she was pulling the wool over our eyes. She fooled me, she fooled Attitude Adjuster, she fooled Bennett and she fooled each and every one of you.

<The crowd gives another mixed reaction at Kincaid’s direct address of their naivety.>

I’ve waited long enough. Now, it’s time to bring our history into the public light.

<The crowd stirs, intrigued by what Kincaid might reveal, as he continues to speak in a level voice.>

TK: I’ve referred to myself in the past as having lead a less than perfect life. I’ve been troubled throughout my entire existence, by my own thoughts and by the circumstances in which I grew up. Friendship was hard to come by, which is why I was so thankful when I met Firewoman several years ago.

You see, she had the same dream as me – to be the best damn professional wrestler walking this planet. She also chose the same trainer as me – Lance Storm, one of the best wrestlers on this planet.

<The crowd pops for Storm.>

TK: While we trained under Storm’s guidance, we became his prize students. We also became very close friends. For the first time in my life, I knew what it felt like to have someone to talk to, to lean on, to laugh with - someone who had my back no matter what. Despite still dealing with the personal baggage I had carried with me, I was as close to being genuinely happy as I’d ever been.

That all changed after we graduated. The class went out to celebrate that night and the next morning, I couldn’t remember a damn thing. All I knew was that Firewoman wasn’t returning my calls or my e-mails. She had moved out of her apartment and no one knew where she went. I was never the same after that.

<The crowd seems divided on the issue, some cheering Kincaid’s misery, while others boo out of sympathy>.

TK: I’m ashamed to admit that what LJ Bennett said to me last week was right. I’ve abused booze and pills –it was the only way I knew how to cope. Fire was trying to help me to overcome my vices, but maybe her patience ran out. Maybe my addictions and emotions caused her to turn her back on me.

<For the first time, Kincaid raises his voice, shocking the crowd somewhat>.

TK: But, damnit, after all we’d been through together, I at least deserved an explanation! She had no right to walk away and betray our friendship!

<The mixed response of the crowd gets louder following Kincaid’s outburst. Tyson takes several deep breaths, calming himself and resuming his speech in the familiar even tone.>

TK: I wrestled all over the world, making a name for myself, all the while hoping that our paths would cross again. I had given up hope until I turned on the TV one night and saw her. She was proudly carrying the Onslaught Championship and I immediately phoned all the influential contacts I knew to see if I could get a tryout match. Eventually, I did and the rest is history.

<Kincaid raises his voice slightly>

TK: Now, I stand before you, a bona fide OOWF superstar. But I still don’t feel like a superstar. Instead, I feel broken and betrayed.

<Kincaid pauses, before turning and purposely walking towards the camera.>

TK: Firewoman, I think I made it perfectly clear that I still care about you. But don’t think for one second that I don’t hold any bitterness or hostility. Since I’ve come to OOWF, you’ve been nothing but a coward. Not once have you offered even the slightest explanation for why you turned your back on me, on our friendship.

That’s why I’m giving you 7 days - one week - to collect your thoughts. If you don’t give me an explanation by then, I will be forced, for the sake of what little sanity I have left, to take one from you.

<The fans excite at the not-so-subtle threat. ”Idle Hands” plays once again as Kincaid drops the mic and leaves the ring to another mixed reaction>.

APOCALYPTIC EXISTENCE vs. TYATAN

Apocalyptic Existence and Chad Patton are out first and make their way slowly to the ring. As they head to the ring, it appears that Patton is trying to give AE instruction that appears to be a lot of “if you are in trouble, HIT HIM WITH THIS BAG!” AE nods and steps into the ring. Tytan is announced next and he comes out to the top of the ramp accompanied by his partner Poe and Selena. Poe and Tytan bump knuckles and Tytan heads to the ring while Poe and Selena wait at the top of the ramp. Tytan steps between the ropes and AE charges at him and tries a clothesline, but Tytan ducks it and AE hits the opposite ropes. Tytan springs off the ropes as well and nearly cuts AE in half with a spear! Tytan pulls AE to his feet and sends him to the ropes and catches him on the rebound in a military press, then drops him down on his shoulder, then charges into the corner and SLAME AE into the turnbuckle back first and hooks him in the tree of woe. Tytan walks back to the middle of the ring and points to Patton, then charges into the corner and KILLS AE with a knee to the midsection! AE falls out of the tree of woe gasping for breath. Tytan reaches down to pull him to his feet and gets a scientific thumb to the eye for his efforts. AE struggles to his feet and grabs Tytan by the head and hits a jawbreaker that sends the big man to the mat. Apocalyptic Existence showboats a bit, then waits until Tytan gets to his feet and catches him with a spinning heel kick that sends Tytan back to the mat. AE covers, but only gets a one count. AE pulls Tytan to his feet and throws him between the ropes to the floor. As Tytan gets to his feet, Chad Patton charges and tries to nail Tytan in the head with the loaded gym bag, but Tytan ducks and grabs Patton from behind and hits the OVERDRIVE on the floor! Chad Patton is DEAD! Tytan climbs onto the apron and AE catches him with a boot to the side of the head, then suplexes him into the ring. AE covers, and gets a two count this time. AE climbs to the top rope and readies himself for a moonsault, but before he can hit it, Tytan gets to his feet, charges to the corner and hops on the second rope, grabs Apocalyptic Existance, and hits a release German suplex! AE flies halfway across the ring and slams to the mat on the back of his neck! AE is DEAD! Again! Tytan looks to Poe at the top of the ramp, and he gives the ominous thumbs down. Tytan nods, grabs AE and pulls him to his feet, then hauls him up and hits the TYTAN SCREWDRIVER! Ok for real, I think AE is dead. Tytan covers and gets the academic three count.
WINNER in 4:34 - Tytan

DEAD & BLITZ vs. THE WORLDS GREATEST FAG TEAM

Dead and Blitz are out first, for a change they are not arguing, though Blitz is still following behind Dead’s lead. They climb into the ring and Blitz immediately heads to the apron, while Dead waits in the middle of the ring. Clearly he is going to start the match. The Worlds Greatest Fag Team are out next, and even though they come out together, you can see they aren’t quite on the same page. They get into the ring and have a brief argument over who was going to start. Finally Hardcore throws his hands up and steps out of the ring and it will be F. Fonzworth MacCappington III and The Dead starting the match. MacCappington turns back around to say something to Hardcore as the bell rings, which gives Dead the opportunity he needs. He charges in and catches MacCappington on the side of the head with a forearm that sends him to the mat. The Dead catches MacCappington with a spinning kick to the face that sends him to the mat, then springs off the bottom rope and drops a leg across MacCappington’s chest. Dead covers and gets a two count. Dead pulls MacCappington up and backs him into the corner and tags in Blitz. The two of them whip MacCappington across the ring and Dead follows him, then drops to his knees. Blitz charges across the ring and steps off of Dead’s back and launches himself into the corner and catches MacCappington with a knee to the face. Blitz falls over the top rope, but lands on the apron, as MacCappington staggers out of the corner, Blitz springs to the top rope and leaps into the ring, taking MacCappington to the mat with a bulldog. Blitz covers and gets a two count. MacCappington kicks out and crawls to the corner, where Hardcore tags himself in, rather hard too. Ryan steps into the ring and charges at Blitz and catches him with a clothesline that sends Blitz to the ropes. Hardcore grabs him and sends him across the ring and catches him on the rebound and elevates him straight into the air and catches him with a drop kick to the face. Blitz’s head snaps back and he hits the mat, Hardcore covers, but Dead breaks it up at two. Hardcore pulls Blitz to his feet and scoops him up, but before he can slam him Blitz hooks him and rolls him up and gets a two count. Both men get to their feet quickly and Blitz tags in Dead, Dead comes in and catches Hardcore with a drop kick to the mouth that sends him to their corner. MacCappington tags himself in and Hardcore looks a little annoyed by that. MacCappington comes in and Dead charges, but MacCappington catches him with a Hurricane Side Slam and drives him to the mat. MacCappington covers, but Blitz makes it back into the ring and breaks it up before he can get the three. MacCappington reaches out for the tag, and Hardcore looks a little reluctant at first, then finally makes the tag. MacCappington pulls a stunned Dead to his feet and holds him and yells for Hardcore to hit him. Hardcore looks annoyed for a moment, then lines him up and goes for a SUPERKICK, but Dead squirms out of MacCappington’s arms and catches the move RIGHT in the mouth! MacCappington falls between the ropes and hits the floor hard. Hardcore turns and yells at MacCappington, then gets spun around by Dead and killed with the CLOSE THE CASKET! Dead falls on Hardcore and hooks the leg and gets the one, two three!
WINNERS in 7:09 – Dead & Blitz

MacCappington gets to his feet and rolls under the bottom rope, at the same time Hardcore gets to his feet in the middle of the ring, holding his jaw. The two immediately go nose to nose and a heated argument ensues. Words come to shove, and the two have to be separated by officials. Finally MacCappington throws his arms in the air and turns around to leave the ring, but Hardcore breaks free of the officials and grabs MacCappington, spinning him around and POPPING him with a superkick! MacCappington hits the mat stunned. From the outside Lauren Phoenix hands Hardcore a mic and Hardcore speaks!

MacCappington, I am tired of your crap! The first one was an accident, but the second one was on purpose. I want a match at the pay per view, you and I one on one. And to show you I am serious, I am willing to put my career on the line! That’s right. You win, and I leave the OOWF forever. However, if….no, WHEN I win……I get all you own. That’s right CAPSLOCK, when I win, everything you own becomes MINE!

Hardcore tosses the mic to the mat and leaves the ring while MacCappington stands in the ring and stews.

MOOSEHEAD JACK vs. CONCRETE TG vs. STANK

It'll be MHJ and Stank to start things off. The two circle, lock up, and Stank quickly sends MHJ flying backwards in a display of strength. Moose looks unphased...he even looks to be smiling a bit as he goes in for the lockup again. Same result, as MHJ goes goes hurtling back into the turnbuckle. Moose shrugs it off again, and that little self-satisfied smirk is still in place as he circles around again. Back into the collar and elbow, and Moose pulls up short, burying a knee into Stank's midsection before following it up with a series of hammering forearms to the back of the head before dragging the stunned big man over to the corner and slaps CTG across the face! Hightower signals that it's a legal tag, and at the four count, CTG finally steps in the ring. Stank has cleared the cobwebs, and is waiting for the Superhero in the center of the ring. Stank goes back for the collar and elbow, but CTG is a step faster, ducking under and behind with a standing basement dropkick to the back of Stank's knee! Stank's knee buckles, and CTG lays in a quick trifecta of leg kicks that takes Stank to a knee, before hitting the ropes and coming off with a short bulldog attempt...But Stank tosses Crete off, sending the hero flying into the turnbuckle and following up with a nasty cornerline! Stank takes over control in the corner, burying a series of shoulders into Crete's midsection that take him off his feet with each shot. Stank goes for the conermount, and begins firing off shots as the crowd gets behind him...1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8...

MooseheadJack tags himself in! Stank is not happy as Hightower informs him he'll have to leave, as Moose takes over with a choke on the hero! He breaks it as Hghtower turns back around, snapmaring crete out of the corner and following it up with the Hennig necksnap! Moose with the cover:

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Crete's leg is under the bottom rope and Hightower notices it, calling for the break. Moose still in control with a pickup and a Side Russian Legsweep, followed up by a quick fistdrop. Quick pickup by MHJ and a whip into the ropes, but Moose lowers his head a bit too soon and CTG goes for a field goal on Moose's head! Moose staggers back, and Crete follows up with a picture perfect spinning heeling kick! Kip up, and CTG is FIRED UP~! Pounding the mat before nailing Moose with a leaping diving lariat! Pickup by Crete, who reaches out to Stank...And Stank makes the tag! Whip into the ropes, and Crete and Stank hit a double back elbow on Moose, followed up by stereo elbow drops! Crete sticks a hand out to Stank...Who responds with a shortarm clothesline that nearly decapitates the hero! Hard whip by Stank, and he catches Crete with a THUNDERING powerslam! The leg is hooked, but he's got the wrong man! Hightower is trying to tell him as much when Moose drills him in the side of the head with a knee! Moose pulls Stank up by the back of the head, and Stank levels him with a back elbow! Stank peppers Moose with a series of lefts an rights to the body before MHJ gets a thumb into his eyes, before launching a short kick to the midsection...CONCRETETG FLIES~! over the doubled up Stank connecting with a leaping forearm to the side of Moose's head! All three men are just throwing punches at anything that moves, and after a few near death experiences, Hightower admits that's he's lost control of this one and calls for bell!
WINNER - NO CONTEST at 7:33


DAMON WRATH vs. ZK DEBEERS – MMA Rules Cage Match
The ring ropes have been removed and the cage has been set up. Its not an octagon, but it will have to do. Damon Wrath comes out first, dressed like a MMA fighter, just loose shorts, no shoes. He walks straight to the ring and steps into the cage and does a few light stretches and is ready to go. ZK DeBeers is announced next and he comes out, dressed in his normal wrestling attire. He gets about halfway down the ramp and pauses. After a moments debate, he turns around and starts toward the back, the fans break into a “YOU’RE A COW-ARD clap clap clapclapclap” chant and after a few seconds of this DeBeers puts on a brave face and heads toward the ring. DeBeers starts up the stairs, then catches a glimpse of the determined look on Wrath’s face and once again gets cold feet and jumps off the stairs and starts to walk away. The fans really get on DeBeers again, and he grabs a chair and threatens a fan with it, causing officials to get between him and the audience. Officials try to convince him to get into the cage and start the match, but DeBeers wants nothing to do with it. The officials slowly back DeBeers toward the cage and he picks up the chair to threaten them. Wrath has had enough waiting and he sticks his head out the door to grab DeBeers, and DeBeers turns around and SLAMS him in the face with the chair! Wrath slumps onto the mat, blood pouring from the gash on his head. DeBeers suddenly gets a heaping serving of courage and jumps into the cage and starts HAMMERING Wrath with shots to the head. The referee steps in and appears to be close to stopping the match, but Wrath finally gets his hands up to defend himself. DeBeers gets to his feet and tries a running kick, but Wrath moves out of the way and takes DeBeers legs from beneath him. While DeBeers is struggling to his feet Wrath gets to his and is enraged by the blood running into his eyes. Wrath charges and hits DeBeers with a flying knee to the chest, then proceeds to give DeBeers the beating of his life. Wrath toys with DeBeers a bit and lets him get to his feet, only to catch him repeatedly with shots to the face. Wrath takes a step back and hits a spinning fist that catches DeBeers in the temple and sends him staggering back against the cage, his eyes glassy. The referee steps in, but decides that DeBeers can still go. DeBeers however, has other plans. When the referee turns around to tell Wrath that the match can still go on, DeBeers drops to his knees and LOW BLOWS the referee! The ref falls to the mat in pain. Wrath immediately goes to check on the ref, which gives a battered and bloody DeBeers time to reach into his pocket. Wrath looks up with murder in his eyes, and gets BLASTED in the face with a roll of quarters again! Wrath falls to the mat, out cold. DeBeers breaks the roll of quarters over Wrath’s body and lets them fall on his chest. Laughs and staggers out of the cage. Clearly DeBeers does not care one bit that he has been disqualified.
WINNER in 10:04 by disqualification – Damon Wrath

ERIC O’MAC vs. OUTBACK JACK – Taipei Death Match

Eric O’Mac enters the arena first to a chorus of boos. He strides intently to ringside where referee Mel Creech is waiting with a bucket of glue. Eric dips his fists in the glue, then coats them in broken glass before climbing into the barbed wire cage. Eric glares up the aisle as Outback Jack enters and the crowd erupts. Jack is sans both Wally B King and Beer, and as the camera zooms in we can see why. Outback Jack isn’t behind those eyes, Jack of the Hinterlands is. Jack ignores the crowd as he walks to ringside, dipping his hands in the glue and taking his time to make sure they’re well coated in glass. Jack raises his fists, which sparkle in the light of flashbulbs. With a sickening smile, Jack enters the cage and Mel calls for the bell. Eric and Jack forgo the pretense of locking up and come out swinging. Eric makes first contact, opening up a gash on Jack’s cheek. Eric presses the advantage, backing Jack toward the cage. At the last moment Jack sidesteps and hits a drop toehold. Eric gets his arms up to protect his face, but they hit the cage and he starts to bleed as well. Jack pulls Eric to his feet and sends him to the ropes, but Eric ducks a clothesline. He comes back with a Thez press, but Jack catches him, steps back, and slams him into the cage, causing blood to flow from Eric’s forehead. Jack moves in and Eric greets him with a low blow, then hits a DDT. He doesn’t even try for a cover, mounting Jack and raining down punches to the face. Jack covers up, but a number of punches get through. Eric rolls off and takes a moment to drink in the jeers of the fans – that turns out to be a mistake, as he turns around and gets speared across the ring. They hit the corner hard, and Eric hits a double axe handle to the back, then turns his fists and drives them into Jack’s shoulders and head until he goes down. Eric delivers a few swift kicks, rolling Jack over, then comes off the second rope with a fistdrop to Jack’s heavily bleeding head. He covers. One…Two…Thr-kickout! Eric rolls to his feet and stomps at Jack. He pulls him to his feet and snaps him over with a suplex, then picks him up again. Eric goes for the Smackdown, but Jack elbows out and immediately turns on his heel, throwing all his weight into a straight left to the face. Eric drops like he’s been shot, and the blood pouring from him suits the analogy. Jack pulls Eric to his feet. He points to the cage wall, then runs Eric face-first into it. Jack repeats the maneuver on the other side of the cage. As history is rewritten to record Muta as 0.6 Eric, Jack sets Eric on his feet and hits the ropes. Eric somehow senses the Boomerang coming and ducks, catching Jack with a beautiful dropkick to the face on the return trip. The move takes all he has, however, and both men are unmoving on the mat. While Mel is trying to determine whether count outs apply in a Taipei Death Match, Eric starts to stir. He makes it to his feet as Jack gets to his knees, and Eric hits a running knee to the face. Eric pulls Jack to his feet and decks him with a right hand, then drags him to the ropes. Eric sets Jack up and slingshots him into the cage. Jack stumbles back and Eric drops him with a Backstabber. Eric rolls Jack over and locks on a Triangle Choke. He cinches it in, but Jack refuses to tap, and manages to roll Eric up for two, forcing him to break the hold. Both men get slowly to their feet. Jack takes a wild swing and Eric ducks, grabbing him in a headlock and blasting him in the face. Jack sinks to the mat and Eric hops onto the second turnbuckle. He leaps, but Jack rolls out of the way of a fistdrop. Erick bounces to his feet, cradling his hand, and Jack levels him with the boomerang. Eric does a forward 360 and lands on his back, and Jack covers, hooking the leg. Mel counts One…Two…Thr – Eric kicks out! Jack pulls Eric to his feet and gets kicked low. Jack stumbles back and Erick plants him with a DDT. Eric tries to lock on an STF, but Jack fights free. As Jack gets to his knees, Eric dropkicks him in the face. Eric pulls Jack to his feet and slings him to the ropes, but Jack grabs the top rope to stop his momentum. Eric lunges, and Jack backdrops him over the ropes – and into the cage. The crowd cringes, with the exception of the first row, who are busy wiping off the blood. Jack admires his handiwork for a moment, then peels Eric off the cage, dropping him stomach first onto the top rope. Eric gets his feet under him and elbows Jack in the face. Eric turns and aims a punch, but Jack slips it, hooking Eric and hitting a belly-to-back suplex. Both men's shoulders are down, as Jack's in no shape to bridge, and Mel counts, but both men roll a shoulder just before the three. Eric and Jack crawl to opposite sides of the ring and use the ropes to pull themselves to the ring. They move unsteadily to middle ring and exchange punches, splattering the ring with blood. Jack gets the advantage and doubles Eric over, then lifts him for a powerbomb. Eric attempts to punch his way out and Jack teeters, almost falling backwards. At the last moment, however, he shifts his weight, driving Eric to the mat as he collapses. Jack lands with an arm across Eric and neither man is moving. Mel counts One...Two...Three.
WINNER, in 24:38, Outback Jack.

After the match: Nothing. Literally. Neither man is moving. EMTs and officials storm the ring, and both men are carried out to the stunned silence of the crowd.

ATTITUDE ADJUSTER vs. FIREWOMAN – Ladder Match for the Charred Racket

We join this match in the back, where we find Attitude Adjuster, Firewoman and the referee arguing. SFJ#22 is with them, so let’s join in.

AA: I don’t care if you had the belt last, you don’t have it anymore. I’m going out last!

FW: What qualifications do you have to go out last? You’re the heel! Faces always come out last so the crowd can cheer. The heel enters first, gets booed, then leaves the ring when the face enters.

AA: That’s so WWE. You’re making the assumption I’m going to run from the ring when YOU appear? Get real.

SFJ #22: Is it possible you two will never get to the ring and this match will not go off as scheduled?

AA: Who let her in here?!?! (AA shoves SFJ #22 away from the fracas, which further infuriates Firewoman.)

FW: Tell me you didn’t just do that?

AA: I just did. And who appointed you as Booker T?

SFJ #22: I didn’t appreciate that.

AA: Appreciate this!

AA slaps The Claw on SFJ #22. SFJ #22 drops the microphone and screams, and FW instantly attacks AA, which breaks the hold. FW knees AA in the jewels, then drags him to the ring by the hair, tossing him in the ring first. Guess Firewoman won that battle. FW continues the attack with a series of punches, then whips AA to the corner so hard that AA bounces high into the air and flat on his back in the corner. FW stomps a mudhole in AA, then spins him around with one leg on either side of the ringpost and yanks him jewels first into the post. Damn, that always looks like it hurts even if it’s wrestling. Fire grabs the ladder from outside and tosses it into the ring. She begins to set it upright, but sees AA getting to his feet, so she pulls the ladder down, aims at AA and rams the ladder into his midsection. AA looks like he's about to puke. Firewoman drops the ladder, backs up, runs at AA, hits a cartwheel and nails him with a cartwheel karate kick somethingoranother that looks like it really hurts. Wow! The crowd starts chanting “THAT’S GOTTA HURT!” Fire sets up the ladder and starts to climb. About halfway up, AA starts to stir, and he sees Fire on the ladder. AA gets to his feet and in a drunken stumble reaches the ladder and shoves it. Fire has nowhere to go, and flies over the top rope and into the second row of fans!!! The crowd chants “HOLY SHIT!” except for one guy who chants “SHE SPILLED MY BEER!” I think some other guy cops a cheap feel, because Fire suddenly no-sells her injuries and slaps the taste out of the dude’s mouth! (I still think he got the better end of the deal. After all, this is Firewoman we're talking about.) We get security involved, and by the time that’s all settled AA rolls out of the ring and is ready for bid-ness. AA actually goes into the crowd and slams Fire’s head into a chair, then hops back over the railing for the relative safety of the ring. After getting back to ringside, AA mocks Fire with a “Come and get me” gesture. But when Fire suddenly hops over the railing, AA’s wheels get in motion and he’s racing around the ring like Usain Bolt. By the third time around, Fire gets smart, stops and waits. But AA smartly ducks the clothesline and chopblocks Fire, sending her sprawling to the floor. Because we’re short on time, AA goes on the vintage Ric Flair leg offensive, including a series of elbows to the knee and a leglock using the ladder as a turning point. The ref’s asked Fire numerous times if she wants to quit (as has AA, of course), but Fire’s no quitter. AA goes for the Figure-4 Leglock and wraps it on good for a couple minutes. But since this is a ladder match and AA has to get the tennis racket, he’s only setting the stage for End Game. Finally, AA decides Fire’s had enough and breaks the hold. He then spends the better part of five minutes strutting around the ring, discussing politics with the referee and signaling that he’s going to climb the ladder. Then, FINALLY, he starts to climb the ladder. Of course, being a heel, it takes AA FOREVER!!!! With AA about halfway up, Fire stirs and crawls to the bottom of the ladder. She shakes it to stop AA from moving, then starts to crawl up the ladder. Because she’s a face, she makes it up the ladder quicker than AA. Finally, they’re both at the top of the ladder, and isn’t this what you’ve been waiting for the whole time you’re reading this? AA reaches for the racket and has his hands on it, but FW grabs for AA’s arms. They’re struggling precariously at the top of the ladder, but AA nearly has the racket unhinged. GRECO-ROMAN 5-STAR THUMB TO THE EYES BY FIREWOMAN!! AA is blinded and reaches for his eyes! Firewoman takes the opportunity to grab the racket and jam the handle deep into AA’s gut! AA tetters for a second, then slips and falls 20 FEET FROM THE TOP OF THE LADDER!! Firewoman raises the racket high in the air to a standing ovation, then climbs to the very top of the ladder. She looks down at the prone AA. No way! She can’t be thinking! No, don’t do it! FIRESAULT FROM THE TOP OF THE LADDER!!!!! AA IS DEAD! Fire does her best Rob Van Dam sell job, then rolls over AA. The count is academic. One, two, three.

YOUR WINNER IN 17:58, Firewoman!

After the match, Firewoman waits for AA to get to his feet one more time, then SLAMS him in the head with the racket! AA hits the mat, blood running down his face, barely conscious. Fire slips out of the ring and grabs something from the ringside table, then behind the camera does something with the racket. We see her turn around with a devilish grin on her face, the tennis racket in one hand, a lighter in the other. Fire sparks the lighter and the whole racket goes up in flames! Fire holds it above her head as the racket burns and the crowd goes insane! AA gets to his feet and sees his racket burning, and his jaw drops open. He is so stunned that he has no time to react before Fire brings the flaming racket down on his head one final time. AA falls between the ropes to the floor, and the racket burns itself out, leaving only a charred remain. Fire smirks to herself and steps out of the ring and walks to the back.

SPIN HANSEN vs. TYSON KINCAID – Double Jeopardy Match – Each Man Gets a Title Shot

All we know about this match is that both men will get a title shot…..at something. We have no idea which titles, but we are told that that announcement will come after the match. Tyson Kincaid comes out first, and one has to wonder, after what he said earlier this evening, what state of mind is he in for the match tonight? Kincaid makes it to the ring and steps between the ropes and walks right to the corner and prepares for the match. Spin Hansen is announced next and he makes his way through the fans to the ring. Spin hops the guardrail and climbs into the ring. He goes to one corner, always keeping one eye on Kincaid, who seems to be elsewhere in thought. The referee calls for the bell, and the sound of the ringing bell seems to snap Kincaid back to reality and he turns around to face Spin. The two come to the center of the ring and meet. They slowly circle, then lock up. Spin clearly has the size advantage here and he easily pushes Kincaid back to the corner and rears back for a clubbing shot to the head, but Kincaid shows why he has the speed advantage by slipping out of the corner and grabbing Spin by the arm and taking him to the mat with a nice arm drag. Kincaid works the arm bar, keeping Spin on the mat, and driving repeated knees into Spin’s arm. Spin fights to his feet and backs Kincaid against the ropes. Spin whips Kincaid across the ring, Kincaid rebounds with a cross body block, but Spin catches him and lifts him for a slam, but Kincaid holds on and rolls Hansen up and gets a two count. Kincaid gets to his feet first and hits the ropes and takes Spin down with a clothesline. Spin jumps right back up and charges at Kincaid, but Tyson ducks and Spin hits the ropes and Kincaid catches him with a spinning leg lariat, covers, and gets another two count. Kincaid climbs to the top rope, but Spin gets to his feet before Kincaid can jump. Spin charges to the corner and runs up the turnbuckle, grabs Kinciad and leaps off the ropes with a thunderous belly to belly suplex! Kincaid is in trouble as Spin gets to his feet and pulls him up, but Kincaid grabs another inside cradle for a two count, but this time Spin is to his feet first, and he catches Kincaid with a clothesline that nearly decapitates him as he stands up. Spin covers, but to everyone’s surprise Kincaid kicks out. Spin pulls Kincaid to his feet and shoves him into the corner and gets a running start and tries a shoulder to the midsection, but Kincaid moves and Spin SLAMS into the post! Hansen falls to his knees out of the corner grabbing his shoulder Kincaid catches him with a Shining Wizard to the face, then pulls the big man up and sits him on the top rope. Kincaid climbs to the top for a superplex, but Hansen holds on and catches Kincaid with a couple of punches to the kidneys. Spin stands up and hooks Kincaid and hits a TOP ROPE HAIR OF THE DOG! OH. MY. GOD! Spin hits the mat hard and he is rattled a little bit, but he manages to drape his good arm over Kincaid and get the one, two, three.
WINNER in 15:14 – Spin Hansen

GM the Rick comes out as Kincaid gets to his feet, and Spin remains on his knees in the ring holding his shoulder. Rick has a mic and he knows how to use it:

Ok, nice match between the two of you. As you know, this was a double jeopardy match, meaning both of you would get title shots, the winner getting the “better” title shot. Now, that is not to demean the second title at all, its just…….you know what, fuck it, you are both getting title shots and that is all that matters. Tyson Kincaid, you will be getting a title shot against the winner of the Onslaught championship match tonight, so you will face either Seamus or Chris Cole. Hansen, you get the winner of the Intercontinental title match. Both of you get your shots at the pay pre view. Have fun, and be ready, you may not get any more.

<GM the Rick drops the mic and walks to the back leaving both men deep in thought in the middle of the ring>

IHOP & THE AMNESIAC vs. INSANE HOMELESS BUNNY – OOWF Campeonas de Trios Title Match

Son you bore me with your war stories
You ain't even do that shit, so that's just more stories
How you expect us to take you seriously?
The look in my eye punk, has got you scared of me
I'm blastin your sons, I'm snatchin your funds
You catch a royal ass-whoopin, you've been askin for one

You can't compare to the status right here
Legendary worldwide, we can battle right here
Listen junior, I'ma tear back your wig
This ain't TV but I'll show you what a "Fear Factor" is
Stop grillin me, and all that frontin is killin me
You leave me no choice but to hurt your feelings G

And with that, Bunny, Carl from Fresno, and Justin Sane make their way to the ring. Insane Homeless Bunny waits for their opponents while Bunny seems to be questioning the masculinity of the entire first five rows.

IHOP and THE Amnesiac, along with Fezzik, make their way down to the ring next, looking very unimpressed with Bunny's "freestyling". The step into the ring and wait for Bunny to finish his cipher with the rest of Insane Homeless Bunny. He's stuck trying to think of a word rhyming with "misogyny". After a moment, he cops out with some weak rhyme about a "hollow tree" and the match can officially begin.

Skurge starts thing off against Justin Sane, and the two begin to brawl wildly. Clearly the constant pairing of these two teams has bred more than a little animosity. Skurge takes the initiative, the advantage, AND the momentum with a few well-placed right hands. Justin stumbles backwards, but luckily into his own corner, and tags in Carl from Fresno. Carl jumps into the ring and immediately tackles Skurge, sending him to the mat. Skurge pops back up to his feet and tags in SYB. Carl quickly grabs SYB and sends him into the ropes, but as SYB bounces back he stops dead in his tracks and drops Carl with a jaw-breaker. SYB goes for the cover...One...Two...Bunny breaks up the pin. SYB stands up and gets in Bunny's face. The two begin to argue nose-to-nose. At the same time, Carl is getting back to his feet. Carl seems to be measuring SYB for what is no doubt going to be a devastating maneuver, but before he can make good on his plans THE Amnesiac jumps in the ring and cuts him off. Now four men are brawling in the ring as the referee tries to separate them. At the same time, Skurge drops down to the floor and makes his way around the ring to the opposing corner. Justin Sane is too busy taking in the action in the ring to notice that Skurge is right behind him. Skurge pulls Justin's legs out from under him, and Justin's face hits the corner of the ring apron hard. Back inside the ring the referee is still desperately trying to restore order. Carl charges at THE Amnesiac, but THE Amnesiac sees him coming and back-body-drops him to the outside of the ring. Carl lands right next to where Skurge and Justin Sane are throwing haymakers at one another. THE Amnesiac steps outside of the ring to help out Skurge, leaving just SYB and Bunny inside the ring. SYB attempts to whip Bunny into the ropes, but Bunny reverses with and catches SYB with a dropkick that sends SYB over the top rope. Fortunately for SYB, he lands right on top of Carl, who was just shaking the cobwebs off and getting back to his feet. Bunny sees all five men on the outside and a smirk crosses his face. He bounces off the far ropes and launches himself over the top rope with a corkscrew senton and wipes out everyone, including himself. The referee sees all six men laid out, shrugs his shoulders, and calls for the bell.
WINNER - NO CONTEST in 7:42


SEAMUS MCNASTY vs. CHRIS COLE – OOWF Onslaught Championship Match

“Master of Puppets” starts to blast and the crowd jumps to their feet to boo the ever-living bejeezus out of “The Main Event” Chris Cole. In his typical fashion, he flips off the fans and almost starts a couple of fights on his way to the ring. For good measure, he flips off Davis Hightower as well. Hightower simply shakes his head and leans back on the ropes. “Fields of Athenry” by the Dropkick Murphys starts to blast and OOWF Onslaught Champion Seamus McNasty raises his newly won belt high up into the air to a rousing ovation. He lets out a huge scream and actually starts slapping hands with the crowd before climbing into the ring. In typical Cole fashion, he starts talking trash as Davis Hightower holds the belt up over his head. This match is for the OOWF Onslaught Championship. Davis Hightower hands the belt to the outside and calls for the bell…WE’RE UNDERWAY!

Cole marches across the ring and really rips into Seamus with some serious trash talk. Seamus kind of smiles and nods, and after about a minute, gives Cole a SLAP OF DISRESPECT! Cole, clearly, sells it like he’s shot (well done) and Seamus jumps on him immediately. He manhandles Cole into the corner and just simply lets his fists fly, peppering Cole with lefts and rights; head shots, body shots, at least 20 punches in all until Cole simply slumps into the corner. Seamus easily picks Cole up and goes to the second rope, and lands a CELTIC CROSS! Cover gets a long 2 count, and McNasty doesn’t waste a second, launching right into the ROCKY ROAD TO DUBLIN! Another cover, and that gets two as well. He pulls Cole up and whips him into the ropes, and hits an IRISH CAR BOMB! THAT cover gets two. He pulls up Cole one more time, and locks on the IRISH LULLABY! Cole is in some rough damned shape and this match might be over pretty quickly. Cole drops to his knees due to the sleeper, and Hightower decides it’s time for the THREE ARM RAISE! Cole’s arm falls limply the first two times, but he manages to keep the arm from falling the third time. Cole manages to get to a vertical base (VERTICAL BASE) and manages to MULE KICK MCNASTY IN THE BALLS! Hightower missed it, but the crowd didn’t, and they’re booing the crap out of Cole.

Cole clearly doesn’t care, and hits a SWINGING NECKBREAKER on the doubled over McNasty. SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT on McNasty, and Cole rolls him into a cover, which gets two. Cole hits a BIG KNEE to the face, and then a quick Basement Dropkick knocks McNasty silly. Cole moves to Seamus’ legs, and locks on an INDIAN DEATH LOCK! McNasty is in TROUBLE! Cole has the hold cinched in as well as he can, but McNasty still manages to get to the ropes after about 45 seconds. After a full 4 count, Hightower has to physically break the hold, and Cole gets right into his face yelling at him. Neither sees McNasty get to his feet, except for Cole at the last second, as he ducks a Big Clothesline attempt from McNasty, and counters with a knee to the gut. GUTWRENCH SUPLEX! Cole pulls up McNasty again and hits a HUGE RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX which sends McNasty across the ring. Cole covers, and that gets two. Cole wastes no time, although he shoots a look at Hightower, and lifts McNasty up…He’s looking for the HEADLINER…AND CONNECTS! Cole’s gonna be the new Champ! He covers! 1, 2, thr…NO! NO! Hightower notices McNasty’s foot under the rope and breaks the count. Cole is RIPSHIT and starts screaming at Hightower, to the point where Hightower has to start pointing at his OOWF logo.

They’re both heavy into their argument and only the crowd notices McNasty finally making his way to his feet. McNasty spins a SHOCKED Cole around and kicks him in the gut. He hefts the doubled-over Cole onto his shoulder. He screams “NO! NAY! NEVER!” which batshits the crowd, and Seamus PLANTS COLE WITH THE WILD ROVER! A stunned Hightower hesitates for a second before sliding in for the count…1…2….3! JUST AS COLE ROLLED HIS SHOULDER UP!
WINNER in 14:49 by PINFALL…SEAMUS MCNASTY! Seamus McNasty is STILL the OOWF Onslaught Champion!


PHANTOS & LUCIOS vs. CAPE TOWN CANNIBALS – OOWF World Tag Team Non-Title Match

The Cape Town Cannibals hit the ring first to the sound of crickets. Wu Wu and Nerve carry half-chewed bowling pins from their recent excursion with the World Champion. “God Blessed Texas” srikes up and Phantos & Lucios hit the ring. Phantos grabs a mic and begins to speak.

Phantos: Helloooooooooooooooooo America! Man, is it great to be back where people speak normal again! Gods and Monsters, take notes. We’re about to take these boys to school.

Phantos tosses the mic down and The referee calls for the bell. Phantos and TNA lock up. Phantos take the advantage with a side headlock. TNA reverses into a hammerlock. Phantos reverses the hammerlock and sends TNA into the ropes. Spinning heel kick. Double jump moonsault for a 2 count. Phantos drags TNA to his feet and hurls him into the CTC corner. WWE tags in and bull rushes Phantos. A couple of European uppercuts and WWE covers for a 1 count. Phantos rolls out of the way of an elbow drop and kips to his feet. Standing dropkick hits WWE in the nose. Phantos hits a second dropkick and tags in Lucios. Lucios grabs WWE and hoists him p for a delayed vertical suplex. Referee Mel Creech pauses to eat a sandwich. Once he finishes the sandwich and returns from a TV timeout, he gives Lucios the OK sign. Lucios sends WWE crashing to the mat. Lucios pounces and hits a slingshot suplex. he becomes WWE to his feet, but Ehuga powders out. TNA and WWE try to regroup on the outside, but Phantos will have none of it. He races around and tosses TNA into a ringpost. Phantos puts WWE up in an electric chair and points to Lucios in the ring. The crowd roars their approval, and Lucios hits the ropes, builds momentum, and soars OVER THE TOP ROPE INTO A DOOMSDAY DEVICE ON WWE! Creech begins a count, and Phantos rolls Wu wu’s corpse back into the ring. Lucios locks in the Deathgrip, and Creech doesn’t even bother with checking the arms. WWE is out and Mel calls for the bell.
WINNERS; in 3:16; Phantos & Lucios

The crowd buzzes and Phantos & Lucios turns and see the Gods & Monsters rushing to the ring. The champions are waiting and all foru men begin throwing punches back and forth. Lucios & Poe topple to the floor while Phantos and Tytan fight in the ring. Poe catches Lucios with the ring bell, just in time to have Phantos fly over the ropes and send him into the barrier. Tytan drops down, and gets dropped with a half-chewed bowling pin the CTC left at ringside earlier. Phantos looks pleased with himself. Then, SMACK! He crumples to the floor as well, thanks to a stiff chairshot from behind. Poe doesn’t have time to gloat, as Lucios is back up with a cord around Poe’s neck. Tytan and Phantos resume their pleasantries and security rushes down to try and break it up. It takes a few minutes, and several breakaway attacks, but order is restored.


ALEXANDER DARLING vs. DH MAGNUSSON vs. POE – OOWF Intercontinental Title Match

“For Whom the Bell Tolls” fires up, and one half of Gods and Monsters, Poe, comes down to the ring with Selena to a chorus of boos. Selena starts yelling “I SMELL SKANK” over and over again until Poe has to grab her wrist and lead her to a spot on the other side of the ring. She pouts, and Poe says something indecipherable before rolling into the ring. “Calm Before the Storm” by Arcade fires up, and the crowd jumps to their feet with a huge ovation for DH Magnusson, who is carrying his logging chain with him today. As usual, he stops and talks to all the kids and signs autographs before making his way into the ring. Sterling Glaw admonishes DH for his logging chain, and makes a big stink of getting rid of it. Jerk. A white strobe light begins to bounce through the arena and we hear ”There Can Be Only One.” That leads directly into ”Prelude 12/21.” The drum beat of Prelude hits and OOWF Intercontinental Champion Alexander Darling takes a step onto the ramp. He doesn’t move until the drum beat finishes and a blue spotlight focuses on him and “Princes of the Universe” fires up. The crowd roars with a huge cheer and Darling responds with a big smile and starts slapping hands with the fans on his way down to the ring. He hands his belt to Sterling Glaw as he acknowledges the crowd. Glaw holds the belt high up in the air. This match is for the OOWF Intercontinental Championship. Darling’s demeanor changes as soon as he sees Poe, and starts yelling at him from across the ring. Poe calls him “boy” quietly (lip-reading 101) and that sets Darling off immediately, and he charges across the ring. Glaw quickly calls for the bell…WE’RE UNDERWAY!

Poe tries to sidestep Darling, but Darling sensed that would happen and hits the brakes. He immediately leaps into a Cross-Body and takes Poe down in a Thesz Press position and starts WHALING AWAY on Poe. DH is amused by this momentarily, but after a minute just LEAPS at Darling and NAILS him with a THUNDERCRACK! Now it’s DH in the mount position, and he’s beating the ever living crap out of Darling; and there appears to be a trickle of blood coming from Darling’s nose. Oh dear. DH stops punching, but now has a hold of Darling’s head and just starts slamming his head into the mat. Not exactly a display of technical brilliance here. Poe appears to have recovered, and sneaks up behind DH, and UNLEASHES with a HUGE RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX! Dear God there was a lot of force behind that. DH flies all the way into the corner, and kind of slumps down. Poe pulls up a barely-conscious Darling and shoves him into the corner and walks in after him. He leans Darling against the turnbuckle, and repeatedly shouts things in Arabic at him, and slapping him in the face, punctuating each sentence with “Boy”. It appears Poe is more concerned about humiliating Darling than winning the title. Then he starts beating Darling with European Uppercuts, and finally hefts him up for THE PENDULUM! COVER! 1, 2…DH comes out of NOWHERE to break up the count. Now it’s DH trying to gain an advantage as the two heavyweights start beating each other up with some technical punches to the face. Finally, DH ducks a punch and hits an ARM WRINGER, and quickly pulls Poe in and LEVELS him with a SHORT-ARM CLOTHESLINE!

DH pulls the loopy Poe up and hooks him up for a DELAYED VERTICAL SUPLEX! He’s got Poe up a good 15 seconds and even does the one-arm thing before finishing the move, and there is a HUGE boom on the landing. The cover gets two. DH pulls Poe up a bit and hits a GUTWRENCH SUPLEX! Did he just say “To Jack Swagger”? That’s what it sounded like. DH rolls Poe onto his stomach, and locks on a CAMEL CLUTCH! They’re in the middle of the ring, and there is a LOT of weight behind this move. Poe is in HUGE trouble, so much so that Selena is doing her best Banshee imitation on the outside. Glaw drops to a knee to check on Poe, and Poe can’t hold out much longer. He’s got his hand up…and he’s about to TAP! Out of NOWHERE, Alexander Darling DRILLS DH in the back of the head with a MISSLE DROPKICK! He hit it square and DH is OUT and breaks the hold. Poe collapses to the mat, but Darling has some things to say, likely related to the whole “Boy” thing. Darling facewashes Poe with his boot a couple of times, and a couple more on the back of the head. He then goes to the other side of the out-of-it Poe, and grabs his foot. Oh no. ANKLE LOCK ON POE’S BAD ANKLE! THAT wakes Poe up to searing pain. Darling, showing no remorse…GRAPEVINES THE LEG! Poe is holding his head and he’s in obvious excruciating pain. Darling is REALLY torquing back on this move. Poe has his hand on the way down this time before DH Magnusson hits a FLYING DOUBLE AXE-HANDLE on both of them. That breaks the hold, and DH quickly rolls Poe over for a Cover. That gets a LONG two before Darling hits DH with a Basement Dropkick! Now it’s Darling in control again as he pulls up a loopy DH. Darling rocks DH with a couple of good shots before landing a PELE KICK OUT OF NOWHERE! Magnusson goes through the ropes but not all the way out.

Darling gets a sneer on his face, and LEAPFROGS the Top Rope and hits a SENTON on the back of Magnusson’s neck. Magnusson recoils and goes back into the ring. Darling climbs on the apron, and hits a SLINGSHOT DROPKICK ON POE who was just getting up, taking him out of commission. Darling pulls up DH onto his shoulders. He’s looking for the DARLING DRIVER, but Magnusson manages to drop out the backdoor, but before DH can do anything, Darling hits a NECKBREAKER on him. Darling signals to the crowd and heads to the top rope, but he doesn’t see Poe charging at him and SHOVING Darling OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! Darling SLAMS through the Prussian Announce Table! DH ROLLS UP POE WHO DIDN’T SEE HIM! 1, 2, 3 just as POE KICKS OUT! NEW CHAMP!
WINNER in 21:54 by PINFALL…D.H. MAGNUSSON! D.H. MAGNUSSON is the NEW OOWF INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION!

LD WILLIAMS vs. DAVIN MORELAND – OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match

The house lights go dark and “Pull Me Under” starts up. The crowd rises to the feet with a huge ovation. As the heavy section kicks in, Davin Moreland and Samantha Darling appear at the top of the ramp, and this is a noticeably better reaction than Davin got in Canada. Unfortunately, a “U-S-A” chant starts up, but fortunately, it’s covered by the sounds of all the pyro going off. Samantha and Davin slap hands with the fans, and Davin looks like he’s in a good mood in the first time in…well…a really long time. They both get into the ring and Davin does some crowd acknowledgement before holding the ropes open for Samantha to go out to the floor. Davin shoots a look at Senior OOWF Referee Mel Creech before “Jekyll and Hyde” by Petra fires up with requisite pyro. LD Williams comes down the ramp to a chorus of half-hearted boos, maybe just retaliatory boos? He rolls into the ring and hands his belt to Mel Creech who holds it high into the air. This match is for the OOWF World Heavyweight Championship. Creech hands it to the outside and calls for the bell. WE’RE UNDERWAY.

There’s no fist-bumping here, just a little bit of circling, before Davin points to his head, roughly in the same place where he caved LD’s head in with his TRUSTY REBAR. LD no likey, and charges into a lockup. LD has momentum this time and shoves Davin into the corner. There’s no clean break as LD starts stomping away on Davin and really gets the best of it. LD SNAPMARES Davin out of the corner, and gets a straight kick to the side of his head as well. LD hits the ropes and hits a HOGAN LEGDROP! He covers and that gets 2. He pulls Davin up and hits a RUNNING SHOULDERBREAKER and flattens Davin into the mat. He picks Davin up and PILEDRIVES the big man into the mat. Another cover, and that gets 2. LD presses his advantage, and pulls Davin up again, and places him on the top turnbuckle. LD races up and hits a HUGE SUPERPLEX on Davin! After taking a second to recover, he jumps on Davin and hooks the leg…1…2…th..NO! That seems to possibly maybe potentially to have been a somewhat speedy count. LD is not done, and hits a REVERSE JAWBREAKER on Davin. Davin is wobbly but doesn’t fall; he IS doubled over. LD hooks Davin in for a DDT, but Davin COUNTERS into an INVERTED ATOMIC DROP. LD hops away, but Davin drops to a knee and has sort of a concussed look about him. The camera cuts to Samantha who looks genuinely concerned.

LD recovers, and goes over to the still-hurting Davin. He grabs Davin by the back of the head and just SMASHES his face into the mat. LD walks behind Davin and grabs his foot…and HOOKS IN AN STF! This might do it folks! Suddenly it appears if Davin has snapped back into reality with this turn of events, as he starts SCREAMING in pain. LD’s got it locked in, and they are NOWHERE near any ropes. Creech slides in checking on Davin to see if he wants to tap. But come on now, we all know YOU CAN’T TAP OUT DAVIN! Davin quickly slides his arms in front of him, forcing LD’s arm to hit the mat. It’s not enough to break the hold, but it gives Davin enough time to slide his hand under LD’s arm. Davin pulls, and while at first the pressure on his face is worse; he able to break LD’s Facelock, and grabs his wrists. LD’s still got the Toehold on, and Davin is STILL yelling with pain; but he YANKS on one of LD’s arms and it’s enough to roll him over on his shoulders. Creech appears taken off guard and is slow to start a count, and LD is able to kick Davin off at 2. Davin rolls quickly to the outside, and appears to be in a lot of pain. Samantha starts to come over to check on him; but Davin waves her off. Good thing too, because LD DRILLS Davin with a PLANCHA! He caught him square, and Davin appeared to hit his head pretty hard in the process. LD screams “YOU FORGET I’M THE CHAMP, MORELAND?” and pulls him up and bundles him into the ring. LD rolls in right after and quickly covers…1, 2, thre…NO! Davin just DID get the shoulder up, and it looked like another potentially maybe quick count from Creech.

LD’s on Davin right away, pulling him up, and rocking him with right hands to the chin. He finally hooks the wobbly Davin up with a front waistlock and hits a HUGE BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX sending Davin flying! LD races to cover again, and AGAIN it’s another long two count. Davin has gotten virtually NO offense in; this one has been ALL LD to this point. LD hits a RUNNING SHITTY JERICHO BULLDOG on Davin, and this faceplant seems to have caused some bleeding from his lip. LD rolls Davin over again and AGAIN gets another long 2 count. LD pulls Davin up, and signals for the ROBERTS DDT! He hooks Davin in, but before LD can land the move, Davin out of NOWHERE gets LD on his shoulders, and HITS AN F-5 OUT OF NOWHERE! LD is out, but Davin is in absolutely no condition to do anything about it; and Creech starts a count. Both men get to their feet at 8, and LD growls and charges a still apparently wobbly Davin; and Davin GRABS him and hits a SPINNING SPINEBUSTER! Davin grabs on to the ropes as if to right himself, and then lets out a primal scream to the delight of the crowd. LD is stirring, but Davin pulls him up quickly, and starts ROCKING LD with lefts and rights. LD finally stumbles back-first into the turnbuckle. Davin hits a SWEET HURRICARANA, and Davin roars again as he seems to be firing up. SPRINGBOARD MOONSAULT and right into the cover. It’s a super-long 2 count, but LD did get the shoulder up. Davin doesn’t argue, he just goes right for LD’s legs, and locks in a SHARPSHOOTER! It’s cinched in well, but they’re very close to the ropes. It takes longer than it should, but LD gets to the ropes, and Davin breaks the hold.

Davin seems to be in control now, and pulls LD up easily, hoists him over his head, and hits a HUGE PRESS SLAM! LD bounces 3 or 4 inches off the mat after that one. Davin does the “Feel The Bang” thing signaling the Diamond Cutter, and the crowd gets to their feet! He goes over to LD to pull him up…INSIDE CRADLE! REVERSED! REVERSED AGAIN! Davin just DOES kick out. Davin is bleeding still and appears seriously pissed off. He walks over to LD, who is on his knees. As Davin bends down to pull LD up again, LD DRILLS Davin with an ELBOW to the gut! LD is up quickly and HOOKS DAVIN IN FOR A DDT! Davin REVERSES and gets LD on his shoulders again, spinning him around and looking for the REALLY GOOD DIAMOND CUTTER, but LD REVERSES into a TOR-NA-DO DDT! Creech starts another count that could be seen as a little speedy; and Davin kicks out, but not until Creech counts 3! LD WINS!
WINNER by PINFALL in 19:13…LD WILLIAMS! LD WILLIAMS is STILL OOWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!

LD takes his belt and powders out to the floor, but Davin gets up INCENSED and makes a BEELINE for Mel Creech, and gets right in his grill. Creech is already pointing at the OOWF logo on his shirt, and just as Davin is about to rear back and blast Creech in the face, Samantha Darling dives in and KINDA SPEARS Davin, at least, she pushed him far enough away so that he wouldn’t hit Creech. Samantha continues to push Davin away from Creech, but Davin is LIVID, and it takes a couple more minutes before Samantha is able to get him to leave the ring.

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Firewoman vs. Attitude Adjuster added

[National Champion Chris Cole]

Post show Davis Hightower is walking to his car in the parking lot when he is confronted by "The Main Event" Chris Cole.

CC: You stupid son of a bitch!

DH: Don't do anything dumb Cole. I'm an OOWF official and if you lay a hand on me your ass will be suspended or worse you'll be fired.

CC: Calm down Mr. Magoo. I'm not here to hit you. That would be cruel considering you are handicapped.

DH: Excuse me.

CC: You're more blind then this fan I met in Philly......or was it Detriot....I dunno I think his name was Roberts so something. You are more blind them him.

DH: I don't need to take this abuse.

CC: Oh yes you do. You need to see it.

Cole pulls out a laptop and sets it on the roof of Hightower's car. He pulls up a YouTube Video Titled "Cole screwed out of Onslaught Title"

DH: The match is already up on YouTube?

CC: I have some loyal fans who look out for me.

DH: Your Mother?

CC: I'm this close to hitting you right now.

Cole starts the video and we can clearly see Cole get his shoulder up just prior to the 3 count.

DH: It was so close to call. It is purely a judgment call.

CC: Well you made the wrong call and it cost me gold. Worse I had to listen to that god awful music of Seamus as he left the rign victorious over me. ME!!! I'm the greatest World Champion in OOWF history and I get defeated by Seamus McNasty? Seriously? You are warned Hightower. Next time you screw up its your head on a platter.