[DevSop]

OOWF Midweek Mayhem
Live from Prague, Czech Republic
Wednesday, December 26th, 2012

Mayan Street Fight - Non title
Firewoman vs. Ghosthead

8-Person Grudge Match
Texpress & Banned from Everywhere vs. LD Williams, Stank, and Power & Glory

Onslaught Rules
Alexis Darling vs. Ricky Soaring Eagle

Chris Evans vs. Alexander Darling
Matt Folz, Reverand Stan "Crusher" Fulton & Ecosystem vs. Drink & Destroy (Danny Taylor, The Kai, & DK Murphy)
Mai Muyo vs. Moosehead Jack
Comrade Sharkoff vs. Davin Moreland vs. Rabbit Mask


Card subject to Czech mates

[wyattcox]

(Edra and Clio have arrived in Prague and are walking from the Hallway of Posted Lineups with a copy of the lineup and what looks like soft drink cups.)

Edra: Cool, I hope we can get some good workout time with Stank and LD.

Clio: Meh, why bother?

Edra: Sis, this could be our chance. A little bit of inside information could really help us in the long run.

Clio: Well, makes sense. This Mayan Apocalypse Party, though. Weird.

Edra: It's Fire and Ghosty. You expect sanity?

Clio: Well, no. But Why would they schedule an Apocalypse party for AFTER the Apocalypse. Logic I expect. Sanity, not so much. People are so stupid when it comes to this crap. God will have a field day on this one.

Edra: Probably not. This woudn't be construed as a lack of faith, I think, as getting caught up in the frenzy. Not like the Phelps family or Harold Camping.There's significance in the date, but not what everyone thinks. It's mostly just hype, more crap from Hollywood. preying on the gullible and weak minded.

(As the twins turn down the Hallway of Random Encounters, Edra takes a drink of whatever is in her cup and looks like she drank a mouthful of something bitter and nasty)

Edra: What IS this crap?

Clio: Becherovka. Supposed to be good for you. Good for the digestion.

Edra: Undoubtedly. After you drink that you have no desire to eat again. Then again....follow my lead.

(Edra and Clio see Awesome Bill and Justin Sane riding down the hallway toward them.)

Edra: Oh, Bill, Justin, just in time. We got you a dose of the anti-Apocalypse serum.

Bill: The Antebellum Serial what now?

Clio: It helps you make the transition to the new dimension when the shock waves of the end of time obliterate this one, and enables you to carry on in a manner to which you are accustomed.

Edra: So that when everyone else is killed in the Apocalypse, you can carry on and win your titles back.

Justin: DDT Too?

Clio: Yes, Justin, DDT Too.

(Bill and Justin drink the herbal liquor concoction.)

Bill: Well, hell, I don't feel nothin.

Edra: That's the point. You just go on, like nothing ever happened.

Bill: Hell, you girls are smarter'n everything. You must have gone way past the fifth grade.

Clio: That we did, Bill. Not, if you don't mind, we have some more preparations to make. See you Wednesday.

(Edra and Clio walk on down the hall, snickering)

Edra: See what I mean?

Clio: They'd believe anything we told them. What a handicap Texpress has this week. Well, let's get changed and see if we can catch up with Mr Mann and Mr Williams.

(The twins walk into their suite and we...)

FADE

[snelson66]

FADE in on a gym in Prague. Just finishing a workout is Reverend Stan Fulton. Working out nearby is his former tag team partner, Mai Muyo. Fulton’s current tag team partner is no where to be found. Fulton is looking at the lineup.

SF: “So what? I’m a heel again?”

MM: “No. You’re working with two heels against three faces. You’re like a brevetted heel.”

SF: “A what?”

MM: “A brevet rank in the military is used temporarily, usually in the field so there’s someone of sufficient rank to lead the troops or command the location. If a base is supposed to be run by a General and there’s no Generals available, they’ll make a Major a Brevet General until a full General is available.”

SF: “How do you know so much about military ranks?”

MM: “I read. There’s really no one to hang out with anymore. I’m pretty much an outcast around here. You’re the only one that will talk with me anymore.”

Mai starts to cry and Fulton sits next to her and puts his arm around her. She buries her face in his shoulder and sobs. After a bit she pulls herself together.

MM: “I’m sorry.”

SF: “Don’t be. You needed the release of that emotion. Even though it’s complete crap.”

MM: “Language!”

SF: “Mai. Anyway, you know you have friends here. I’m your friend. Juni does love you, no matter what you think of each other. I even think Justin likes you too.”

MM: (eyes blazing) “Strawberry Shortcake must perish!”

SF: “Creepy.”

MM: “I know, but without you to help me promo, I’m languishing in the low mid-cards. I’m almost a jobber.”

SF: “We’ll figure something out. I’m not sure why you’re not teaming with us this week, but we’ll resurrect the Trios titles with you, me and Juni.”

MM: “I know. Wait here.”

Mai leaves the gym, walks to Selena’s office and knocks on the door.

GMSaT: “Come in.”

Mai opens the door.

MM: “Can we have the Trios titles?”

GMSaT: “What?”

MM: “Trios titles. You’ve held them up. Can Stan, Juni and I have them?”

GMSaT: “You want the belts?”

MM: “Yeah.”

GMSaT: “Seriously? I don’t have time for this. They’re in that cabinet. Knock yourself out. And get out of my office!”

MM: “Wow. Channeling GM the Rick much?”

Mai grabs the belts and leaves. She goes back to Fulton.

MM: “Here you go?”

SF: “So we’ve been declared the champions?”

MM: “Well, I don’t think so. Selena just gave me the belts.”

Fulton sighs.

SF: “You didn’t have to do this to be a part of something.”

MM: “I think I did. But okay. I’ll give her the belts back later.”

Fulton sighs again as we FADE.

[Sportsguy]

Cut to Stan Fulton leaving his conversation with Mai, passing by Matt Folz.

SF: Hello Matt, Juni and I were just going to go watch film. You should join us.

MF: Hmm, go watch film with you two or go to dinner with my gorgeous girlfriend, tough choice there.

SF: I apologize, didn't know you two had plans. In ring workout at 8 am tomorrow then?

MF: I should probably take this opportunity to clear something up with you right now. See, I don't give a fuck about either of you two OR this match. I'll be there on Wednesday, I'll do everything I can to win the match because that's what I do. But please understand that there will be no workouts, there will be no film sessions, there will be no contact of any kind between us between now and then. The fact that we were randomly assigned to team up this week does not make us friends, understand? Stay the hell out of my way, don't fuck anything up and will win.

Folz walks away as we FADE

[Moosehead Jack]

<Justin Sane walks out of the Banned From Everywhere locker room and sees Mai Muyo at the end of the hall. His eyes narrow when he sees the My Little Pony shirt. Mai sees Justin, and her eyes narrow at the Strawberry Shortcake t-shirt. Techo music begins to blare again, and the lights flash wildly as they begin "charging" at one another again. They make it a few feet, when Moose SLAMS a chair across Mai's back sending her to the ground in pain. The music stops, the lights stop flickering and Justin just stands there. Moose glares at him, Justin just shrugs and walks away. Moose drags Mai against the wall and sits her up. Mai is trying to get her bearings. Moose puts his arm around her and laughs>

MHJ: You can thank Selena and the Board for that one. My my my how you have grown up! I remember when Eco recruited me to the OOWF, you were there. Just a little kid, wide eyed at seeing Moosehead Jack, the most savage wrestler in Japan.....<smirking> well, maybe other than Ket. Never thought you would be in this position did you Mai? Maybe I will take it easy on you. Maybe I should show some mercy.

<Moose gets to his feet and grabs a still stunned Mai and POWERBOMBS her onto an equipment trunk. Mai hits it with a disturbing THUD, then falls to the floor gasping for air. She gets to her hands and knees and Moose lands a kick to the ribs that sends her to the floor again. Just then Stan shows up, carrying his trusty old Axe Handle>

MHJ: Well, if it isn't the good Reverend! Here to cast me out Stan? Here to tell me how "divine retribution will save my soul"?

SF: I am here to tell you that if you touch her again before your match, there will be hell to pay. I promise you that.

MHJ: Stan Fulton. The shining light! The beacon of hope! <getting serious> Well Stan, your crusade is noble, but pointless. I am going to make an example of Mai this week, and I know you will blame me, but her blood will be on Selena's hands. Hell is coming Stan. You have no idea. Just know this, there is nothing you can do about it.

Trust me

<Moose turns and walks off. We see that Clio was watching the whole thing. She and Moose stare at one another for a moment, then they both break into maniacal laughter and walk off>

[Fire-Babe]

Firewoman is sitting on the roof of the arena, watching the sunset. Lucky comes to join her.

L: What are you doing up here?

FW: That's it, Lucky. The last sunset.

L: Huh.....oh.....dammit.

FW: I know. So much more I wanted to do.

They sit in silence for a while, Fire being melancholy, Lucky not knowing if he wants to get into it. Suddenly, Fire's mood changes and she's almost giddy.

FW: Welp! May as well get to it.

She hops up, nearly losing her balance and falling off the roof. Lucky gasps, and lunges forward to save her, but Fire regains it.

FW: Whoa, that was close. I almost missed the end of the world!

L: It's......never mind. Where are you going?

FW: If you think I'm going to spend the last night of the planet training, you are crazy. I am going out.

L: Not spending it with Alex?

There's a catch in Fire's giddiness, but she recovers, and continues very nonchalant.

FW: He'd rather sleep. Besides, he's mad at me because I wasn't there for the last part of our match.

L: He is not. And you have to train, you have a match Wednesday.

FW: Huh? Lucky, there's not going to be a Wednesday.

L: There ... uh...might be? It might take a while for the world to ACTUALLY end, ya know. Maybe it just starts tomorrow.

FW: Well, if it isn't all the way gone, then oh well.

L: Where are you--

Fire's mood changes again, as she is stern and serious.

FW: I go to prepare a place for us. You are the loyal one. You would have thrown yourself off the roof to save her, yes?

L: It's my job.

"Firewoman" smiles.

FW: When the new age dawns, you shall be richly rewarded.

Fire turns and walks to the door that leads to the stairwell. Lucky rubs his temples, sighs, and then follows, as he always does.

L: Apparently, to the end of time, Voice Over Guy.

[Moosehead Jack]

<Stank is sitting in catering drinking some coffee, staring absently into space when Awesome Bill From Dawsonville sits down across from him. Stank's gaze never changes>

S: You have two seconds to get the fuck out of here

ABFD: Aw hell son, that ain't no way to talk to your new tag team partner!

S: <finally looking at Bill> what?

ABFD: Hell son, didn't you see? I beat ol Eldiewill From Cambridgeville this week, so, best I can figure is I am half the tag team champions now. We's the tag team champions!

S: <shaking his head> You cannot possibly be this stupid

ABFD: I am sadder n hell that me and Justin ain't teamin no more, ol Justin is a good ol boy. We needs us a name! How bout Stankin' Awesome! Or.....Awesome Team From Potterbean!

S: What the hell is Potterbean, you made that up

ABFD: Well what else rhymifies with team?

S: Steam. Dream. Clean. Between.

ABFD: Hell yeah Team Steam Dream Clean Between! That will look awesomer than hell on a t-shirt!

S: <holding his head in frustration> Bill......do you see me with a tag team title?

ABFD: Huh. No I reckon I don't

S: And do you know WHY I don't have my half of the title?

ABFD: You done hocked it for some PCPL? Did you know General Motors Selena made me signify something saying I wouldn't do that? You imagine that mess?

S: FOCUS! I don't have the tag title because Justin has it

ABFD: He does? HE DOES!

S: And if you beat LD, that means........

ABFD: Uh..........wait! Son that means me and Justin is the tag champs!

S: Yeah, sure, go with that

ABFD: You think ol Eldiwill will give me his belt?

S: Suuuuuuure. Why don't you just go ask him

ABFD: HOT DAMN! I gotta tell Justin! This is outdamnstandener than hell!

<Bill gets up and walks off>

ABFD: HEY JUSTIN! GUESS WHAT! WES THE TAG TEAM CHAMPS AGAIN! WHOOOO WES WILDER N HELL!

<a few seconds later LD sits down>

LD: What was that all about?

S: That stupid hillbilly beat you

LD :<bristling> He got lucky

S: Doesn't matter, he thinks he won your half of the tag titles

LD: Oh did he now

S: yep he is going to ask you for your title

LD: Oh is he

<LD smirks and we fade>

[wyattcox]

(Edra and Clio leave the gym after a hearty Friday afternoon workout. They see their friend Sunny is waving them over for an interview. The twins look at each other, smirk, and walk over to their friend, whom they hug and kiss.)

Sunny: Power and Glory, you have quite the challenge this week...

Edra: Before I talk about our match this week, Sunny, look around you. No fires, no floods, apart from Awesome Bill, no Zombies, no meteors crashing around us. It seems that the prediction of Armageddon was slightly off.

Sunny: Off?

Clio: Armageddon has been delayed by five days...five days from now at Midweek Mayhem, the most powerful tag team in professional wrestling, the tag team champions Stank and LD Williams join forces with the Next Generation of Destruction, Power and Glory. And do you know, Sunny, what our mission is?

Sunny: To win?

Edra: NO! Victory is a foregone conclusion. Our mission is Armageddon – total destruction of the four wayward souls that stand across the ring from us. You see, the four of us, Stank, LD, Power, Glory, we're a force that cannot be beaten. Texpress, last week you looked in our eyes and you learned just how far down that dark road we'll go to take you out of the equation, and trust me, we're not even a third of a way down that road. Chad, boy, you're a pimple on the buttocks of mankind, and I intend to pop that pimple sooner or later. All I've gotta do …. is squeeze. Eventually, POP goes the pervert.

Clio: And I'll be honest, Banned from Everywhere. Our record against you has just two small blemishes. At November Pain, Bill, you pinned my sister. But on Halloween Night, Justin, YOU pinned ME! ME! That's a shame I'll never forget, Justin. Sooner, rather than later, you'll get what's coming to you.

Edra: Camera dude, get a close look at this bicep. (camera goes in tight on Edra showing her muscles) People shake their heads when they see what I set up to lift...and their eyes pop when they see that I do it. They go nuts when they see Glory attack the bags with punches and kicks so fast that you better not blink. How good are we? I made a man almost a foot taller than me, and a hundred pounds heavier tap out.

Clio: And they keep trying to say we're not ready for prime time. Seven months we've been doing this. Seven months from our first match against a woman we looked up to, until we got here and saw what a mess she is. Now we're kicking the ass of her leftovers.

Edra: I can't put this any plainer. How did we win? How will we keep winning? Look in my eyes. You'll see the fire, the passion, the desire, the need to prove ourselves the best in this business. Chad, boy, you said that some day we'd be good. Well, I suspect that after Wednesday night, you've got to know that it's true: That time is now. And by the time LD, Stank, Power, and Glory whip your sorry butts at Midweek Mayhem, you'll learn what we've been saying is true. That Texpress is so 2010, and the sleek, sexy 2013 Power and Glory has what it takes to be winners.

Clio: And by this time next year, we'll collect our Champions Bonus that dear old Dad posted and who knows, maybe Chad could be one of the exotic dancers at our party...that is, if the casts are off by then. Toodles.

Sunny: A very confident Power and Glory, teaming with LD Williams and Stank to take on Texpress and Banned from Everywhere in a grudge match Wednesday night at Midweek Mayhem.

Edra: Bring your Armageddon paraphernalia, we'll have ourselves a good old bonfire.

Clio: Oops! Was that a Freudian slip?

Edra: Highly unlikely, Ember.

Clio: Shut! Up!

(The twins walk off the set in a tiff as we.....)

FADE

[Fire-Babe]

The sun rises in a nondescript yet ancient cemetery in Prague. On a hill, beneath a knotted old tree, Firewoman stands, facing the east.

FW: Huh... they were wrong. Cool.

She turns to walk down the hill. Once at the bottom, she sees Ghosthead as he was getting ready to walk up towards her.

FW: Jared.

GH: He is not here.

FW: How did you find me?

GH: Your brother suggested it.

FW: Why would he do that?

GH: We have similar aims.

Firewoman's expression changes.

FW: Our world is not here. You said....

Ghosthead nods and looks to the east.

[blownspot]

Ghost - Tell me...

FW - What?

Ghost - Do you love your husband?

Firewoman does not answer immediately.

FW - Yes.

Ghosthead turns his head and looks at Firewoman, searching for confirmation as if to pluck the answer from her mind.

Ghost - You... disappoint me. The end of this world comes when the blood moon removes herself from the sun's embrace. The appointed hour has past and yet you still cling to your bridegroom.

Firewoman smirks.

FW - He's my husband.

Ghost - I thought you understood... it was supposed to be you.

FW - Not as weak minded as you thought, huh ghosty?

Ghosthead takes a step back in the face of Firewoman's new demeanor.

Ghost - If I truly thought you to be weak minded Lisa, you could never have been The Blood Moon.

Firewoman bristles at Ghosthead calling her by her real name.

FW - I'm over it. All of it. Now that the time has come and gone this Mayan stuff has kind of lost it's intrigue.

Ghost - No. NO! I REFUSE to believe you have been deceiving me all this time.

FW - You're right. It wasn't always a deception. I admit for a minute there I kind of... lost myself.... but I'm all better now.

Ghost - You're not better. You're just in denial.

FW -

Ghost - The Blood Moon must cleave herself from the Sun. The end will not come until then.

FW - Then I guess...

Ghost -

FW - The end won't come.

Ghost -

FW -

Ghosthead takes a deep breath then smiles.

Ghost - Most unfortunate. Like Rachel before you, you have resisted and denied your fate... you showed such promise... a pity really.

FW -

Ghost - In a way... you have freed us both.

FW -

Ghost - Now... there is no reason for me to hold back.

Ghosthead turns and walks away. The camera fades on Firewoman wordlessly staring after him.

[Angle]

OOC: So I take it the party is off then?

[Fire-Babe]

We are sitting in the Darling Luxury Suites. Fire and Alex are sitting mostly with their backs to each other, as there's still some lingering issues there, as Lucky flips through the charts of various specialists Fire has seen off camera. HIPPA, you know.

AD: Well?

L: Very interesting....hmmm....very, VERY interesting.

AD: Can you just get to it?

L: Well, the necklace has no lasting ill effects from the radiation.

FW: I know! *she aims her fist at Lucky* NO WEB!

L: Fire...

FW: No superpowers!

L: How did you know the code to unlock the History channel?

FW: .....ooooooo......

L: *ignoring her and talking mostly to Alex* Basically--

AD: So what does that mean?

L: I'm trying to tell you. What that means is...well...NONE of this is from the influence of the necklace. Or of Ghosthead even.

AD: Huh? Wait, what about the nocturnal activity...the blackouts?

L: The blackouts could be from some post-concussion syndrome from her feud with Moose, those results aren't back yet *flips through papers* but I don't think it likely. Dr. Freedman seems to think the blackouts aren't physical, they're just some new manifestation of her dissociation tendencies. The up-all-night-sleep-all-day...it is all just her regular issues that have gotten temporarily more severe.

FW: Her regular issues. You know, I AM sitting right here, guys.

L: Sorry, Fire, but the point is, there's basically nothing here.

AD: I don't get it...what about the Mayan stuff?

L: Ghosthead said the necklace effects people differently. It gave me...really weird hallucinations. Fire wore it longer, and more consistently, and so likely had some hallucinations on her own. The hallucinations would have made her more susceptible to suggestion, which she got through the steady stream of bad History channel documentaries, plus Ghosthead's own warped beliefs that she was some Mayan moon goddess, and her own spiritual orientations...

FW: So he wasn't really controlling me?

L: Doesn't appear so. You guys were sharing in a joint delusion, but no, he wasn't using the necklace to control you. You were just....kindred spirits for a while.

AD: But attacking Vic? You?

L: Neither of you are going to like this, but that was all Fire. Even though she was acting out the hallucinations and suggestions from the necklace...it was still all her.

FW: But......I would never attack you!

L: Dr. Freedman thinks that because you've gone back to avoiding dealing with your considerable issues--

FW: HEY!

L: --that they had to manifest themselves somehow, and all this stuff was just a convenient way to do so.

AD: So she's fine.

L: ....ish. Dr. Freedman strongly recommends...well, the usual.

FW: But....I don't get it....I was so sure the world was going to end....And Ghost seemed to want that...he wanted to break up the moon and the sun so that it would end--

AD: That was his own issue, Fire, based on whatever happened to him in Mexcio.

But Fire is in full on rapid talk mode.

FW: --and I was the moon and you were the sun and it makes sense because Ix Chel left her family like I left Moose to join the sun, which would be Alex, so by breaking us up that would trigger the Apocalypse and...wait...what happened with that asteroid? Too-tates.

L: Toutatis.

FW: YEAH! Wasn't it coming right for us?

L: Well, not quite. It was like 18 lunar distances away.

Fire looks thoughtful, as if she's working something out in her head.

FW: So....why didn't it hit us?

L: I can't explain the physics to you right now, Fire. The gravitational pull of the sun and moon probably have an effect and--

FW: So....the sun and the moon kept it from hitting the planet.

L: Well....kinda....

FW: And Ghosthead thought Alex and I were the sun and the moon, and that if we weren't together the world would end.

L: Yeah, but--

Suddenly, Fire leaps out of her chair and into Alex's lap and arms, and gives him a big kiss.

AD: Whoa! Huh?

FW: Don't you get it!!! We HAVE to stay together!!

AD: Were we not?

FW: Jared was trying to break us up, but he didn't and so the asteroid didn't hit the earth.

AD: Huh?

L: Fire...

FW: It's SIMPLE. We have to stay together or the world will end!!!

Fire kisses him again, and then gets up and almost skips back to their room. Alex looks at Lucky.

AD: Should we explain....?

L: It won't work. Might as well just enjoy it.

Alex nods and follows Fire. Lucky just laughs and starts calling to make arrangements for Dr. Freedman's return.

Suddenly, Fire busts out of the room, almost knocking Alex over.

FW: Oh my gods! Do you know what day it is?

L: Saturday?

FW: I missed the Solstice!!

AD: *recovering* You watched the sunrise yesterday.

FW: Yeah but...DECORATIONS!! PRESENTS!! COOKIES!! It's HAPPYCHRISTMAHANUKKWANZIKASTICE!!

Quorras and Alexis come in.

LD: What is going on?

L: Um....Fire is no longer thinking she's a Mayan moon goddess, but does think she and Alex averted the apocalypse, and has now realized it's Christmas in like three days.

LD: Oh.

FW: QUORRAS!

Q: There's no--

FW: I need you and Lucky to get this place ready! All the decorations are in the OOWF storage thingy. I'm sure we have one somewhere. I'm going shopping.

Fire grabs her jacket and leaves.

AD: I guess this is better.

Fire calls from the hallway.

FW: Alex! I need your credit card!

Alex smirks and grabs his jacket.

AD: Ah, back to normal. *he calls after her as he walks out* So, that sunrise-sunset thing....we can still do that right?

FAAAAADE

[wyattcox]

(Edra and Clio enter their suite after a busy afternoon of workouts and gauntlet drills. Clio heads for the comfy chair and Edra pouts)

Edra: HEY!

Clio: You've been monopolizing the comfy chair. My turn.

Edra: Fine. That means I get the couch and the remote.

Clio: Well, better catch us up with what's been going on.

(Clio plops down and turns on OOWF-TV. They watch the Firewoman/Ghosthead NOT end-of-the-world stuff. Clio shakes her head.)

Clio: I think you're right, sis.

Edra: What?

Clio: I may be crazy. Hell, we may both be certifiable looney toons, but THAT. Well, that's just insane.

Edra: Tried to tell you. She's dangerous.

Clio: She's loonier than a Canadian Dollar.

Edra: Aaaand now we're back to the holiday obsessions.

Clio: Maybe we could get her Eufrata and Grace Hartley gift wrapped?

Edra: Well, maybe Alex would like that too. But let's talk about that later. I just got a text. Read this.

(Clio looks at the text, frowns, then gets perky again)

Clio: Sounds like fun, but why text you?

Edra: Easiest way to get in touch with us. Good idea?

Clio: Yeah, but let's get a shower first and get this jobber stink off us.

Edra: Coolio!

(The twins head for the showers as we.....)

FADE

[DevSop]

*Backstage Interview Area*

Quorra is standing by with Alexander Darling.

Quorra: Interesting turn of events the last few days.

Alexander: Never had any doubt how it would turn out.

Quorra: Really?

Alexander: Yea. See, here's the thing that people don't understand...Fire and I, with all we've been through have a bond. People can talk but they don't get it. Things have never and will never be perfect, but that's what makes it work. So, I let people talk and it doesn't bother me.

Quorra: I find that hard to believe.

Alexander: Let me rephrase then...I hear what people say. I remember what people say. But it doesn't affect what I'm going to do. So, for those two bitches...we all know who I mean, Alexis, Fire, and I have all wiped the mat with you and if it needs to happen again, well we could always use the workout. But this week, that means the cubby bitch. Yes, I know exactly what you think of me and the funny thing is the more you talk about me the more I joke I think you are.

Quorra: Why is that?

Alexander: Because for as much as Evans likes to brag and all he's accomplished and he's accomplished a great deal this year there's always going to be this thought in the back of his mind if he's truly stepped up to the next level. And one match with me isn't going to change that perception to the positive for him...but it can be extremely costly if he loses. He's built up his swagger and bravado, but it's a house of cards Evans. One little flick and it all comes crashing down. I'm going to be that flick Evans. And I'm going to laugh as everything you've tried to build crashes down around you.

Quorra: And what makes you think you can do that?

Alexander: *laughing* Because I'm Alexander Darling, and well, you're just a 2nd rate Jericho. And we all know what I did to the 1st Jericho.

*Fade*

[Moosehead Jack]

***OOC***
I was going to post this tomorrow night, but I won't be home, and I figure most of you won't be either. Merry Christmas to all!
***

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the shed
Fumes from party likker was a messin with my head.
I had an eye on the winder, ready to run outta there
In case ol GM Selena caught them fumes a floatin in the air

Drunkey and Drunkette was a nestled in theys beds
With visions of whatever mess goes through a donkey’s head
And Justin in his hammock, and Ellie in her sack
I done just added the steering fluid, for one final batch

When on down the hall came noisy bit of fussin
Thought it was Johnny Law, so I started a cussin
Weren’t no one to help me hide away this fine mash
So I started a drinkin, tryin to get rid a the stash

My eyes went all bleary, them pupils started to grow
pine cone party likker down the hatch that sumbitch goes
Then what before my crossin eyes should appear?
A tiny ol sleigh, and eight ten point reindeer!

With a bearded ol driver, lively an fulla pop
I knew in a moment, hell this boy is ZZ Top!
I grabbed my ’84 Eliminator shirt and a pen
He a ho, ho, ho’d at me and said he went by many a name

“Kris Kringle, Pierre Noel, Papa Noel, Grandfather Frost,
Weihnachtsmann in Germany, but you may call me Santa Claus”
My jaw went a droppin, no thoughts could I think
I handed him a mason jar, and offered him a drink

I said “Santa, give this pine cone party likker a try
Its like that Red Bull mess, its gonna make you fly”
He took him a drink and that ol boy eyes went all black
Stumbled around a bit and done dropified his sack

The big man stumbled and tripped and a twirled
Tried to say somethin’ but his words was all slurred
He wheezed and he coughed and something he tried to shout
Then fell on the floor in a big ol mess, ol Santa Claus done blacked out!

I stood and I stared, my eyes wide with fear
I woke Ellie and Justin cause that ol boy’s the smartest one here
I said “Justin we gotta do something! Christmas is lost!
I gave St. Nick some party likker, I done killed Santa Claus!”

Justin thought for a minute, then snapped his fingers an said
“If Santa’s out cold, we’ll deliver presents! We’ll drive the sled!”
Outdamnstander than hell! I told you ol Justin was smart
We ran outta the arena, and sure ‘nuff, there it was parked

We hopped in the sleigh and lookified for the keys
There warn’t none there, “Justin, how you start onna these?”
He scratched his head, and thought hard and long
“I got it!” he said “it starts just like the song!”

“fly Dasher! And Dancer! And Prancer! And Vixen!
To the sky Comet! And Cupid! and Donder And Blitzen!
Them reindeers pulled and snorted, but somethin weren’t right
Ellie added Drunkey and Drunkette, and we flew into the night!

We flew through the sky, givin’ out presents to the the kids
The good ones got toys, the bad, “Best of Ricky Soaring Eagle” vids
Got lost numeratous times, cause I lostified the map
But made it back to the arena with nothing but an empty sack

We met ol’ Santa Claus out in the lot
His breath all a reekin, and his eyes bloodshot
He looked at the sleigh, and he laughed and he said
“I owe you boys a favor, ask for anything in your head!”

We huddled for a minute then had us a thought
“there’s one thing we need, and this can’t be bought
We’ve tried to get it, but it’s not something you find
Its something you don’t see, kinda one of a kind

We asked all over, with no luck at all
We even tried to ask when you was at the mall
Santa thought for a moment “you were’t allowed there?”
“no Santa, cause we is BANNED FROM EVERYWHERE!”

Santa winked and he smiled, and flew into the air
To show what you mean, and that we all really care
Our wish to you all is a day without fights
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!

[Sportsguy]

OOC: Outdamnstander than Hell there Moosey. Merry Christmas to you all.

[Moosehead Jack]

<Mai Muyo is walking down the hall when Moosehead Jack steps out of the shadows grinning. Mai gets into a fighting position, but never sees HDB in Moose’s hand until it is too late. The bat slams Mai upside the head, sending her to the floor with blood flowing down her face. Moose pulls her up and pins her against the wall and just looks her in the eyes>

MHJ: Nothing huh. I thought maybe our last run in might motivate you some, might get that Muyo temper going, but I guess I was wrong. I guess it is going to take something a little more…..

<Just then we hear something bellow like a wounded animal, and we see Stan Fulton barreling down he hall at Moose. Moose quickly pulls his scalpel out of his boot and holds it against Mai’s face>

MHJ: ah ah ah Stan. I think that is just about far enough. One more step and I carve up the lovely Mai like a Christmas goose.

<Stan stands there seething with rage, but does not take another step>

RSF: Moose, so help me, I am going to get my hands on you, and I am going to send you to hell

MHJ: <laughing> I liked you SO much more Stan when you were a no nonsense ass kicker. Religion is for the weak minded. You see, now I feel compelled to test you. Your faith versus the lovely Mai’s looks

<Moose drags the blade lightly against Mai’s face>

MHJ: What’s it going to be Stan? Will your God save you? Will your God save Mai?

<Stan starts toward Moose when Clio and Edra step from the shadows and CON-CHAIR-TO Stan! The big man falls to his knees. Clio and Edra grab his arms and hold him in place. Moose slams Mai in the face with a headbutt, sending her to the ground, then walks over to Stan>

MHJ: Normally I wouldn’t care, but your holier than thou attitude pisses me off Stan. I went to war with you, I know what you can do. To say you have changed, to say you are now a better man is a fucking insult to me. That tells me, that while you were once LIKE me, you have changed your ways <mockingly> OH PRAISE JESUS!, and now you are BETTER than me. <Moose smirks and looks at the DDT title> thou shall not worship false idols Stanley. I will take this from you…….to save your soul.

<with that Moose grabs Stan by the head and DDT’s him on the floor, rolls him over and covers, a referee appears…….

ONE……TWO…….THREE! Winner and NEW DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Champion – Moosehead Jack

<Moose gets to his feet and slings the title over his shoulder and looks at Clio and Edra, who are both returning evil grins>

MHJ: Ladies, remember, there is no such thing as salvation, there are only lies. You can’t change who you are, and if you do, you are only fooling yourself. If the righteous want to take over the OOWF, it will be over our dead bodies…..

Clio: Trust us

<The three laugh and walk off>

[wyattcox]

(It's early evening in Prague, and a limousine pulls up to the Prague State Opera house. The driver opens the door and Chad Madison emerges in formal attire. He stops by the limo to help out his four SFJ guests; redheads Jane, Jill, and Judy, and blonde Barbi, also dressed in formal wear. The driver hands Chad his tickets and the quintet heads into the opera house. As they enter there is a mad hustle and bustle of people here for the performance of the opera Giselle. Among the people milling about is an official looking gentleman calling out “Chad Madison. Chad Madison.” Chad sighs, and waves to the gentleman, who approaches the group.)

Official: You are Chad Madison?

Chad: Yes I am, is there a problem?

Official: Phone call for you, Mr. Madison.

Chad: Phone call? Why didn't they...

(Chad checks his pockets and discovers he has no cell phone.)

Chad: Aw, darn. Where's the phone?

Official: On the mezzanine, one flight up, first door on the left.

Chad: Could you see the ladies to their seats for me, this should only take a moment.

Official: Of course, sir, could I have the tickets?

(Chad gives the officials the tickets and a 200 Koruna note and the SFJ's enter the theater. Chad climbs the steps and enters the darkened room. Chad looks for a light switch but as he does there's a thud and he goes down hard as we fade and time passes...

It's intermission and the SFJ's look for Chad, who is nowhere to be found. While they're in the queue for the restroom, they spot Clio and Edra in stunning matching Isabel Sanchis gowns. The SFJ's call rather loudly and the twins spot them. They step over and hug everyone.)

Edra: So, out for your big date?

Judy: Some big date.

Clio: But opera's so wonderful, especially such a timeless classic like this.

Jane: Not what she means. You were right. Chad's nowhere to be found.

Edra: Again?

Jill: Yeah, but it's no big loss. He kept trying to convince us this was some dinner theater thing. He had no idea this was opera. He was all upset when he found out that dinner was served after the opera.

Barbi: These guys sing great, but I don't understand any of it. Like, why did the one girl die at the end of the first act?

Clio: Because Giselle was heartbroken that Albrecht was engaged to both her and Bathilde.

Jill: See? Told you.

Barbi: Gosh, you're smart, Clio.

Clio: I've got an idea. Barbi, why don't you come up with me and take Edra's seat and I can explain it to you as it goes along, and Edra can take your seat downstairs.

Edra: That sound good, ladies?

(all the SFJ's smile and agree, and small talk ensues as we....

...fade to the end of the opera. Edra, Clio, and the SFJ's are waiting outside, looking around, but Chad is nowhere to be found.)

Barbi: What do we do, now? The limo is here. We have dinner reservations.

Edra: Maybe, ladies, we could join you instead of Chad. Then there's a little pub around the corner from where we're staying. Maybe we could have a nightcap.

Clio: Edra, you're so bad.

Jill: Why not? Ladies, shall we?

(The twins and the SFJ's pile into the limo, and they take off for the Mlynec Restaurant in Old Town. Several minutes later Chad Madison emerges from the building in just a tuxedo shirt and underwear with a huge knot on his head. He tries to flag down a taxi, but instead is stopped by one of Prague's finest. He engages in a discussion with the gendarme as we....)

FADE

[Sportsguy]

We see Matt Folz and Jaime McCallister in their suite, Matt looking annoyed as he goes through the tv channels.

MF: How the hell does this ass backwards country have OOWF-TV but not ESPN? What the fuck?? I thought we were in civilization here.

JM: Hon, relax, not worth getting upset over.

MF: You're right, I'll just listen to the radio.

Folz goes over to the radio and turns it on, sighing as he hears Christmas music.

MF: Next.

Folz changes the station, another Christmas song.

MF: Oh come on.

Another station, another holliday song.

MF: Jaime, back up.

JM: What?

MF: Back up.

She shrugs and does so, as Folz takes the small clock radio and hurls it against the wall, shattering it into a hundred pieces.

JM: Not a fan of Christmas music I take it?

MF: Not really, no.

JM: Why not?

MF: Name a song.

JM: Silent Night?

MF: [George Carlin impression] If it's supposed to be so silent, why the hell are you singing about it? Shut the fuck up and let me enjoy my evening. [/George Carlin Impression]

JM (laughing): Alright, alright.... White Christmas?

MF: You're dreaming of a White Christmas huh? You know what snow leads to? Shoveling. Do you want to spend Christmas day shoveling? I sure as hell don't. I tell you what, since this is your dream day, YOU go out and shovel, I'll be on the couch eating Caramel and Peanut Butter Rolls and drinking hot chocolate, staring out the window laughing at your dumb ass.

JM: I assume the same objections to Let It Snow then?

MF: Pretty much. Although... (Smiling at Jaime), I don't mind the idea of being huddled inside by a roaring fire with a beautiful woman.

JM (Smiling): Nice. Ok, I got one you can't possibly hate... Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer.

MF: Are you kidding? I hate that song. I mean I did used to like it when I was a kid, but when you think logically about the lyrics... it's insulting.

JM: I can't wait to hear this.

MF: Look, say I'm Dasher. I've been leading Santa's sleigh for years, somehow we've defied all sense of logic and time zones and fat ass has gotten down the chimney and delivered presents to all the good boys and girls. We've never had a problem. Now all of the sudden one night as we're getting ready to go, I get pulled aside and told I'm losing my lead spot to some freak with a birth defect? And why? Because he's better than me? No, because it's a little foggy. I've led this sleigh for years through rain, snow and all kinds of weather and now I'm losing my spot because Santa's too cheap to invest in fog lights? FUUUUCK that. I'm taking Rudolph to the side and dropping off some tasty Venison steaks and sausage to some lucky boys and girls.

JM: Remind me never to bring this topic up again.

MF: Duly noted.

JM: So, no tv, no radio, looks like we'll have to create our own entertainment, any ideas?

MF (Smiles) I think I can come up with a few. (Pulling Jaime into a deep kiss) Hey camera guy, this is your cue to leave.

We see the camera quickly backing out of the room, the last thing we see is Jaime straddling Matt and kicking the door shut as we......... FADE.

[blownspot]

OOC: [Homer Simpson] mmmmm..... caramel and peanut butter rolls [/Homer Simpson]

[Fire-Babe]

[OOC: Dammit, Spot...what have I told you about posting non-promos!]

In the Darling Luxury Suites, it appears Christmas has exploded overnight. But all is quiet. Fire is sitting in silent meditation in front of a large candle holder which has 12 candles in it. Six are lit, in addition to a fairly large candle in the middle. Her eyes open and she smiles and then stands up with a basket of some sort and exits. She's wearing her usual jeans, tank top, and black leather jacket, but she is also wearing a black leather santa hat with flames on it and red fur trim. She softly sings, and since it's my fantasy character, she can actually stay in tune, unlike me...

Deck the halls with boughs of holly
'Tis the season to be jolly
Don we now our gay apparel
Toll the ancient yuletide carol

She gets to the Destroyitarium, and opens it. Everyone who is usually in there turns to look and she hands candy canes out to Spencer, Ashley, Danny, the Kai and DK Murphy. She and A'isha glare at one another, and Fire hands her one. A'isha takes it and smiles, although it's more a sneer. Fire walks shyly up to Victor.

FW: I'm sorry about--

DVD: Please...think nothing of it.

FW: But--

DVD: I'm getting used to random attacks. Besides, I'm too busy to dwell on things. Which....*he hands her a small wrapped box*...can you give this to ....

FW: *smiling* Sure.

Fire resumes her way down the hall....

FW: See the blazing yule before us
Strike the harp and join the chorus
Follow me in merry measure
While I tell of yuletide treasure

As she sings, she hits a few more locker rooms. She just hangs candy canes on Clio and Edra's door, as they are apparently out, and then knocks on doors and hands them to surprised Ricky Soaring Eagle, Matt Folz and Jaime, Comrade Sharkoff, Rabbit Mask, and even Chris Evans. She comes to Mai and Eco's rooms, hesitates, and then knocks. Ecosystem answers the door and there's a moment...and she hands him two. She walks away before Eco can say anything and heads to Ghosthead's room. Shannon answers and Fire does the same thing. Finally she hits Moose's room and doesn't knock. She just hangs it on the door, and lingers a bit, before making the turn in the hall way, shaking off whatever feelings she has.

FW: Fast away the old year passes
Hail the new ye lads and lasses
Sing we joyous all together
Heedless of the wind and weather

Next she stops at Banned from Everywhere, and politely declines their offers of a shot of PCPL in exchange for the candy canes. She knocks on Stan's door, but he's probably out at a Midnight service, so she just hangs it on the doorknob. Similarly, the Morelands aren't home, but she leaves some on the handle for Davin, Sam, Moonbeam, and of course Mickie.

She heads down toward GMtSa-T's room. She and Poe are apparently going to be enjoying a relaxing evening, but Fire has good timing so doesn't interrupt any 'relaxing' yet. She gives them their candy canes and moves on.

She stops at Texpress's room, where Chad relates his evening. Fire's eyes narrow and the familiar rage begins but she pushes it down for the evening, give Chad strict orders to take it easy, to which he dutifully nods. She kisses him on the forehead (where the lump is not) and gives him, Zane, and Bridgette candy canes.

FW: Deck the halls with boughs of holly
'Tis the season to be jolly
Don we now our gay apparel
Toll the ancient yuletide carol

Her last stop is with LD and Stank. She does accept a shot of whiskey from them, gives her candy canes, and then heads back to the suites, where Alex, Alexis, Lucky and Quorras are back from wherever they were before. She hands Alexis the gift from Victor, and Alexis blushes and goes to her room to open it. She gives the remaining her last three candy canes. Lucky and Quorras say thanks and leave. Fire and Alex sit on the couch to watch some sappy Christmas movie. Fire looks at BLINCy.

FW: Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!

FAAAAAAAAAADE

[OOC: Seriously....you guys all rock.]

[wyattcox]

ooc: Seconded, Fire. You all make my day -- every day!

(It's midday on Christmas and Edra and Clio are returning to their suites, still in their Isabel Sanchez gowns, though a little bit less together than they were last night as their hair and makeup, immacualte last night, is a bit out of whack. They both have smiles on their faces, though. They see the candy canes on the door knob and smile. Edra grabs the candy canes and gives one to Clio. The twins enter the living area and we see a tree there, decorated immaculately. They smile at one another and hug, then go to their rooms and change into pajamas. They each come out with a package for the other. They open the packages and find new collars for each of them and they smile and hug again.

They look under the tree and see two packages that they didn't remember being there. They open the packages and find two small wooden boxes. They open the boxes and find two barbed wire crucifixes on small strong chains. Their eyes open wide as they take each others gifts and hang them around each other's necks. They sit down on the couch, pick up their candy canes and begin working on them, and turn on OOWF-TV. They see highlights from the time they had at the Opera last night and smile. As they see Matt Folz and Jaime they shake their heads but can't help but smile. They watch Firewoman make her rounds and they realize the candy canes are from her. They sit the candy canes on the coffee table and then smile when they see her stop in to Texpress' suite. They smile at the lump on Chad's head and the reaction from Fire. They go all AWWWW when Fire kisses Chad's forehead. When Fire lands back at the Darling suites, Clio turns off the TV. The twins lean back and curl into each other's arms,)

Edra: Remember last Christmas?

Clio: Yeah, just back from our cross-country hike, Dad had just gotten the mountain put together the way he wanted it, and it was just us.

Edra: We started talking about enrolling in the summer session back at the University to start our Graduate work.

Clio: Yep, but we decided to stay in Ely, to help Dad make things work. Then the OOWF stuff started.

Edra: You rode Dad SO HARD to get him to get us in here.

Clio: Well, you helped. If you hadn't been all sweet and nice about it, Dad never would have gone for it.

Edra: Yep, we owe him a lot.

Clio: Sooner rather than later, he'll understand.

(The tablet computer begins emitting a ringing sound. Edra picks up the tablet and they open the Skype application. The screen displays a familiar face – Mary Lou! The lovely little Filipina is very heavy with child and though she still looks lovely, she looks weary.)

Edra: MARY LOU!

Mary Lou: Merry Christmas, ladies. Did I get the timing wrong? You're still in pajamas.

Clio: Oh no, we just got home.

Mary Lou: By the way, Clio, the twins joke on your Facebook page. Cute. Though somedays these two feel like that.

Clio: (smirking) No hard feelings?

Mary Lou: Would it matter? Your father's still upset, but he wanted me to call you and tell you how much he really loves you. So do I. We're looking forward to seeing you next month.

Edra: We'll see how the scheduling works out.

Mary Lou: I understand. You two take care. We all miss you.

Clio: We miss you, too. Take care.

(The computer's Skype bloops, and the image is gone.)

Edra: Wow. I wasn't expecting that. So what are we going to do?

Clio: Play it by ear. We'll see what happens. Right now, we need some rest.

Edra: We gonna take the day off?

Clio: After the overtime and the workouts we had last night? You betcha.

(Both twins look at one another with an evil grin)

Edra: You can sleep with a blond....

Clio: You can sleep with a brunette...

Edra & Clio: But you never get any sleep with a redhead!

(Edra and Clio high five each other, hug, then take off for their rooms to catch a nap as we...)

FADE

[DevSop]

*Outside the arena*

The Darling clan consisting of Fire, Alexis, Lucky, Quorra and the extended clans of the Morelands with Davin, Sam, Mickie, and Moonbeam and the Drink & Destroy contingent of Ashley, Spencer, Danny, Victor, DK, The Kai and reluctantly A'isha as well as the Texans are all making their way towards a bus that is going to take them to the local Covenant Houses. Off to the side, LD & Stank are getting into their car to follow since putting them in a confined space with the Texans and Alex, especially is a bad idea. Speaking of Alex, he's pulling up the rear and that's because he's carrying two hefty red sacks and he's dressed in a Santa costume. He does not look happy. He makes his way to the bus and drops off the two sacks.

Fire: Oh cheer up, you look good.

Alex: I just wanted to relax. I have a big match tomorrow.

Lexie: Oh stop it. It won't kill you to do nice things for other people once in a while. Now, go get the rest of the sacks.

Alex: As you wish masters.

Alex heads back into the arena to grab the sacks when he makes the mistake of turning down the corner of the Hallway of Wrong Time and Wrong Place where one Chris Evans is standing...


*To Be Continued*

[Fire-Babe]

Firewoman returns from an early morning run, a look of peace and serenity about her. Of course, she's talking to herself.

FW: That was great! I haven't done that for too long. Now some yoga and meditation I think...it's been too long for that too.

She rounds a corner and right into a big clothesline from Ghosthead. As she recovers, he stands over her.

GH: The blood moon has set. The time has past. You will not bring about the end of the world, and the reign of chaos. I will bring the end to you.

Firewoman recovers and the air of peace and serenity is long gone, as she has done a 180 and has a look of pure rage and hate now. She gets to her feet and charges at Ghosthead, who hits her with Black Mist! Down she goes, again, and this time she's going to stay down.

GH: You were not the chosen one, You shall pay for your deception.

Ghosthead stalks away, leaving Fire in a heap against the wall.

[DevSop]

*General Manager's Office*

Selena is watching OOWF-TV and sees the attack on Firewoman from Ghosthead.

GMS: Guess the party's off. Chuckles, get in here.

Chuckles: JuJuh?

GMS: I kind of expected this to happen so I had these posters made up just in case. Get them hung up.

Chuckles grabs the posters and starts to walk away.

GMS: I think you forgot something.

Chuckles turns around just in time for a hammer to nail him between the eyes.

Chuckles: Juh juh.

GMS: Shoo Chuckles. And tell Firewoman and Ghosthead when you see them. Smile for the camera.

The image starts to fade out and we see that the main event on the poster has been changed from a Mayan Apocalypse Party to a Mayan Street Fight.

*Fade*