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Author: Subject: OOWF MidWeek Mayhem/OOWF Invitational Tag Team Tournament Round 1 (10/19) Live! From Shivwits, Utah
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posted on 10-13-2011 at 12:28 AM Edit Post Reply With Quote
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem/OOWF Invitational Tag Team Tournament Round 1 (10/19) Live! From Shivwits, Utah

OOWF MidWeek Mayhem/OOWF Invitational Tag Team Tournament Round 1
Live! From Shivwits, Utah

OOWF Invitational Tag Team Tournament – Round 1
Texpress vs. The Flyin Hawaiians
Chris Evans & J-P Sparxx vs. Eric O’Mac & Attitude Adjuster
Nothing Happened vs. Firewoman & Alexander Darling
Drink & Destroy vs. kz

El Lobo Sangriento vs. Stan Fulton vs. Ecosystem
Psykle vs. Honcho Williams

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posted on 10-13-2011 at 01:01 AM Edit Post Reply With Quote
Fire is sitting in the Darling Suites when Alexander comes in, fresh from getting his nose fixed up yet again. She looks pale and shaky and gets up quickly, rushing over to him.

FW: Are you okay?

AD: Yeah, yeah...same ol' same....ow......

FW: Just...sit down, okay?

AD: Yeah, I won't argue with you...you look like shit.

FW: Just....a thing....

AD: A Dr. Freedman-related thing?

FW: ....

AD: Remember that conversation about sharing?

FW: It's just...seeing...him...go after you like that...

AD: Eco?

FW: Yeah....it just...it brought some stuff back...from Trinity...

AD: Ah....well....I'm fine, okay? And so are you.

FW: I don't know, Alex...

AD: You are...and if you aren't, you better get fine. Austin Aries gets his wish next week.

He holds up the run sheet that shows the tag team invitational on it.

FW: Really?

AD: Yep. So, don't worry about Eco. He's nothing.

FW: Okay...I just...why would he attack you like that?

AD: It's Ecosystem. Does he need a reason?

FW: No...I guess not...

AD: Good. I'm hungry, and Spence invited everyone to the Destroyitarium to celebrate my awesome win.

FW: *eyeroll* Gee, that sounds like a blast.

AD: C'moooooooooooon......Take your mind off your loss by celebrating my win.

FW: Selfish.

AD: No fun if you're not there though...

FW: ...

AD: ....

FW: Okay.

FADE


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posted on 10-13-2011 at 02:12 AM Edit Post Reply With Quote
**Moosehead Jack is packing the light bulb from his locker room when the door is kicked open and L.D. Williams storms in.**

MHJ: “L.D.”

LDW: “What the hell was that?”

MHJ: “We lost. It happens.”

LDW: “We lost because your new pet screwed us over. Scratch that - you got exactly what you wanted - he screwed me over.”

MHJ: “You forgot Stan.”

LDW: “Stan’s not teaming with you this week.”

MHJ: “If you want to no-show-”

LDW: “You know better than that.”

MHJ: “It was a joke.”

LDW: “Not funny. I’m looking forward to a kz reunion - or at least I was - but if Eco so much as looks through the curtain during our match I’ll kill him. And before you ask, yes, I’ll go through you to do it.”

**Williams storms out as we-**

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posted on 10-13-2011 at 03:25 AM Edit Post Reply With Quote
<Before LD leaves, Moose speaks>

MHJ: So, this is how its going to be

<LD spins back around and glares at Moose>

LDW: HIM costing us matches? Yeah, this is how I am going to be. Of all people.....

MHJ: Just stop right there. Did I threaten you when you got all buddy buddy with Alex?

LDW: Me talking to Alex didn't cost you matches

MHJ: But it was still Alex

LDW: Alex never tried to destroy the company I work for

MHJ: It's not his to destroy

LDW: Alex never did anything NEARLY as bad

MHJ: Really? I have scars that say otherwise.

<LD doesn't say anything>

MHJ: You do what you want. If this is such a problem for you, fine. Do your thing. Next week, kz reunites against Drink & Destroy. Eco has no reason at all to be involved with that. If he does show up, we deal with it.

LDW: The problem is, Moose, if I deal with it, you may not like the results

<this time LD gets out of the room. Moose just stands there with a weird look on his face>





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posted on 10-13-2011 at 07:44 PM Edit Post Reply With Quote
*Davin is MARCHING~! to The Texpress Locker Room. He just walks in without knocking. Bridgette is there to try to run interference.*

B: Now Davin, you know this isn't a good time-

DM: I would like to speak to Chad, please.

B: Davin, I-

DM: Chad. Get him, please.

*Zane comes into the room*

ZM: Davin, now's not a good-

DM: Listen, big man, as near as I can tell, this has nothing to do with you. But I need to talk to Chad.

CM: *from the other room* Talk to me about what?

DM: Get out here and I'll tell you.

*Chad comes out of the other room, and gets into Davin's personal space. It's not nose-to-nose or anything, but he's close enough to annoy Davin. *

ZM: Bridgette, let's get something to eat.

B: But-

ZM: Now....now would probably be a good time.

*They leave*

CM: So what is it, Davin? Crow time? Time for you to tell the whole world how awesome you are?

DM: You DAMN RIGHT it's time for me to crow. You dumped me as your Trios partner-

CM: We just wanted to-

DM: SAVE IT, ok? I don't give a rat's ass WHAT you wanted to do different. We. Run DLP, are 5-time Trios Champs. They should name these fucking belts after us. So what do you do? You dump me for an inferior wrestler, and claim you just want to do something new?

CM: Inferior?

DM: Check the record, Phant. After the first couple of times I got her character over; Davin has absolutely dominated Firewoman, getting win after win after win...including one last night. But that one was even sweeter, because I pinned YOUR inferior ass in the process.

CM: Wait, now I'M inferior?

DM: Gee, I dunno Chad, you tell me. You've got this dream team with Texpress and Firewoman - I drag my old tag partner out of mothballs and pick up some JAG, and who wins? Oh wait. *I* win. Because, at the end of the day, Phant - I'm Davin Moreland, and you're, well, just not.

CM: Did you pay him for that?

DM: Yeah. Besides, he agrees.

CM: One match doesn't-

DM: Really? Really Phant? You and I could have 100 matches, and when I beat you 93 times out of 100, what are you going to say then, huh? Face facts, I'm better than you. I've always been better than you. Run DLP worked because we complimented each other's strengths and weaknesses. But I fear you've been listening to too many SFJs telling you how great you are - the press clippings about how must pure talent a rising start like Chad Madison has - the whispers from people in the back, including some who may be related to me, that you don't need Davin anymore. You've outgrown Davin. Davin's a caricature. Davin really doesn't compete like he used to. He was always the 3rd wheel on that team anyway - especially since Chad is the key to the success of The Texpress..

CM: When was the last time you were reliable? When was the last time we held the same-

DM: SHUSH! Davin is talking now.

CM: You did NOT just SHUSH me.

DM: People judge themselves against many different things. Contemporaries. History. Public Opinion. That's what The Texpress does, as a tag team, right?

CM: Yeah...

DM: But one thing that no one does...no one EVER does...is compare Zane Myers or Chad Madison straight up to Davin Moreland. Know why?

CM: I'm sure you're going to tell me.

DM: Because when it comes to the two of you - Davin Moreland is the clear Measuring Stick. And the sad reality is, Zane doesn't, and you DAMNED sure don't...Measure Up. Next time you get an idea, Chad, run it by me first. I'll tell you if it's any good. Because if you don't, well, you'll be embarrassed in front of everyone again. In fact, in this tag tournament? I think Alexis and I are primed for another title run, don't you? The former champs are in the mix. Maybe we'll match up against The Texpress. And once again, we all KNOW who the best wrestler in that match is - and it sure as fuck isn't Chad Madison, is it?

*Chad is visibly angry, turning red*

DM: U Mad bro? What are you going to do? Get yourself beat up? What good does that do for you? You fucked up, Chad. You fucked up big. Not only did you make the wrong decision, but you did it on the back of the best thing to ever happen to you not named Zane Myers. You've already been forgiven, Chad - but I'm Davin Moreland - There's no fucking way that I ever forget this level of disrespect...from you of all people. So why don't you find your new workout buddy and get some work in so you all can lose again this week? Measuring Sticks, my ass. It's not even "Do you know who I am", it's "Did you forget who in the blue fuck I was?" Cock a doodle doo, motherfucker.

*Davin smirks, then laughs in Chad's face for a second before turning and walking away. Chad kicks at something, unable to pull the trigger on punching Davin right in the throat....for now.*

*fade*

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posted on 10-13-2011 at 10:42 PM Edit Post Reply With Quote
-->Honcho Williams sits backstage with his manager CC Scott and the two of them are playing a game on the XBOX 360. Williams screams in victory, assuming he just won whatever it is they were playing and turns to Scott...

HW - You see that bro, you didnt even have a chance, I am just that damn good.

CC - Yeah whatever man, I let you win.

HW - Bullshit, thats like six straight times now, have you let me win that many times in a row

CC - In fact I have, I have felt so bad for you lately that you should win, it helps your morale. See, as your manager, I have to make sure you are always in a good mood

HW - Yeah, ok. You are a great manager, but you suck at this game.

CC - Whatever, lets head down to the ring and see what the arena looks like

HW - Fine man, saves me from kicking your ass again...

-->As the two men walk down to the ring, they notice a flyer for the upcoming week on Mayhem and advertised in the Tag Team Invitation Tournament...

HW - Just think man, if me and Westgaard were still a team, we would have won this goddamn thing easy. No team can beat us...

CC - Except that one, remember

HW = Shut up

-->As they headed to the ring, they noticed a few fans were standing and looking around at the setup. The young fans noticed Williams and Scott and immediately began cheering. Williams and Scott walked over and were approached by the children's parent supervisor

Parent - Oh, you must be that Honcho guy that the kids like, its an honor to meet both of you.

HW - Nah, the pleasure is ours, thanks for coming out kids!

CC - Yeah, we always make time for the fans, some people dont give a damn but we try to keep the show fan friendly

Parent - I dont watch the shows, I dont care for the wrestling. The kids love it though.

-->Honcho and Scott turn towards the kids and sign some items that they had brought along. The Parent then thanked them as the two headed to the ring.
..

HW - I am going to turn things around right here and get back into the singles picture thus week. I plan on destroying my opponent to the brink of existence

CC - Thats the attitude I like, use that energy and keep strong. Nobody in this business can take you.

HW - Damn right, and this week I feel bad for Psykle, he is going to run into the most underrated guy in the OOWF.

CC - He doesnt stand a snowball's chance in hell...



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posted on 10-14-2011 at 02:03 AM Edit Post Reply With Quote
We come up in the Destroyatorium, Dashing Victor Deniro sits alone in the empty bar watching OOWF TV at the bar. He appears to be re watching Moose and LD's promos from earlier. He has a look of concern on his face, and is absentmindedly playing with his drink. Ashley comes over and sits beside him, and he does not even seem to notice.

Ashley: Penny for your thoughts?

DVD jumps a little startled.

DVD: Sorry babe, just wondering about the future. (Vic motions to the the TV)

Ashley: Worried about facing KZ this week?

DVD: Well yeah, they are one of the old school teams in this company. There record speaks for itself. That's why the boys are off doing strength and conditioning training, and have been talking strategy for days. But to be honest, even tho I know I shouldn't, I'm looking to the future.

Ashley: Looking forward to facing the Hawaiians and Alexander at the PPV?

DVD: I am, but that's not what I'm thinking about.

Ashley: Thinking about getting back into the tag team title hunt?

DVD: No.

Ashley: Then I'm stumped, what's on your mind.

DVD: Moosehead Jack and Ecosystem.

Ashley shivers a bit at the mention of those two together.

Ashley: I would rather not think about those two at all.

DVD: And that may be a problem. For too long Drink and Destroy has been living a lie.

Ashley: Say what?

DVD: The fans, they call us good guys, they cheer us as heroes, but we are not heroes. What's that saying "The greatest evil is for a good man to see it but do nothing."

Ashley: I don't think you quite got that right.

DVD: Point remains babe. We tend to be reactive. Me and Danny arrived at the end of the Five domination, and we fought our hardest, but we were too little too late. When Devils was forming, I talked a big game, but we never really made a stand, and got lucky to dodge a bullet when they collapsed on their own. My inability to see Noeliani for the evil she was ruined what could have been a great friendship with the Hawaiians.

Ashley: But don't forget about the good we did against Trinity and Eco's Regime.

DVD: Look Firewoman is not one of my favorite people, but if we had stood up to her after her first sin instead of the seventh, maybe she would not have so much baggage to carry around. (Vic rubs his chest where he was shot) And if we had made a stand against Eco on day one, things may not have escalated as far as they did.

DVD pauses choosing his next words carefully.

DVD: Eco has lost it, you can look at what he did to Mai and see that. If Moose gets in his head, they really could bring this whole place down. I love what we have formed here too much to see that happen. Even if no one else will, I will stand against them. I know I would not be able to do much, but I will.

Ashley: Come on, if you tell the boys how you feel, you know they will be right there with you.

DVD: I know, which Is why I'm waiting until after the match this week to talk with them about it. They don't need those kinds of distractions going into a match against a team like KZ. I'll let them focus on the match, and I will worry about the future.

Ashley gives Vic a friendly hug, and as the camera pans back, we see Dynamite Danny Taylor and Outback Jack standing in the doorway looking at each other with what could perhaps be concern?

FADE





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posted on 10-14-2011 at 02:47 AM Edit Post Reply With Quote
CUT to the lobby of the Mandalay Bay Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas, Nevada, where The Crusher Stan Fulton is ~OMG! WALKING!!~ As he passes the blackjack and paigow tables on his way to the Poker Room, he hears a familiar voice.

FV: "About time you got here."

Fulton turns around and spots his attaché, Martha Rodriguez, just coming around the Wheel of Fortune slots.

SF: "Hey! Have you been waiting long?"

MR: "No, I just got here about a half hour ago. Got checked in and had my bags sent to my room."

SF: "Great. Have you eaten yet?"

MR: "Not yet, unless you count a packet of peanuts and three ounces of dietCoke on the plane."

SF: "Then lets go. I've got reservations at Lupo in an hour, but I think I can move them up."

Some time later, Fulton and Rodriguez are sharing a table at Wolfgang Puck's restaurant, Trattoria del Lupo.

MR: "So when I heard you were in southwest Utah I thought we could meet here. I'm not sure I'd like Utah."

SF: "It's very pale. And boring. I just might spend the next five days or so here."

MR: "What about your match this week?"

SF: "Triple threat with Lobo and Eco. I'm back to being a place filler in three way matches where the other two guys have a beef with each other."

MR: "That happened a lot about a year ago."

SF: "Right after Folz and I won the Tag Team Invitational last year. Then we were stuck curtain jerking and we broke up not long after."

MR: "Did you ever get a title shot?"

SF: "Yeah, we went to a time limit draw with Texpress on the Mayhem after Doomy Doomy Doom Doom and then a two out of three falls match at November Pain. After that, bup-kis."

MR: "What is bup-kis?"

SF: "Zero. Nothing. Nada."

MR: "Si, nada."

SF: "We won the first fall and then lost the last two. Though there shouldn't have been a third. Matt pinned Chad. Ref made a completely bullshit decision that Folz was pinned. Folz had the bridge on and that doesn't let Chad make the cover. Completely bullshit.

"So by the time the third match started we were pretty demoralized and Texpress double-teamed me and got the win. After the match, Moose and Stank gave Texpress a bloody beatdown and we were pushed out of the tag team picture."

MR: "So now the Tag Team Invitational comes around and the only ones without a team are two new guys, the lone wolf and the crazy former CEO."

SF: "And me. And I tried too. Met with multiple people; current roster and past. No one wanted to team with me in time for this Invitational. Now I can't get a tag team and I'm not in the World Title picture."

MR: "Well I'm back now and we'll get you a title shot."

SF: "We'll see. Kevin's been trying to keep my spirits up by saying how I'm getting a good day at the pay window and the matches are pretty easy. I should be happy. Davin's gotta get over the troubles with Chad. Hell if he wanted help there, I'd be happy to get even with those cowboys."

MR: "Until then, we have a full week here. I'm going to the beach here and then the spa."

SF: "After dinner."

The waiter comes over to the table, speaking English in a very heavy Italian accent.

W: "What can I-a get you?"

SF: (in pretty decent Italian) "Gradirei l'imbroglione Funghi di Bosco, Piseli, parmigiano Reggiano di Verde del Fettuccine di Prezzemolo. Per due."

W: (in perfect Italian) "Naturalmente, signore."

The waiter fills their water glasses and leaves.

MR: "So what will you do this week?"

SF: "Kevin's due in Saturday. The Events Center is all set up for UFC 137 and we've received permission to use the cage for some training Sunday afternoon. Monday I drive up to Shivwits for a press event. I was going to head up to Murray Utah as my Haidong Gumdo Chief Master Instructor has his school there, but I think he's in Texas next week for Master's training and testing. Maybe I'll come back here Monday night and drive back to Shivwits on Wednesday morning. There's no one I need to train with and the ninja-cams are still following me here. So the promo front is covered."

MR: "Works for me. When's the fettuccine going to get here?"

A voice, in an Austrian accent, answers.

V: "Right now, ma'am."

Fulton and Rodriguez look up and Chef Wolfgang Puck is standing next to his waiter who has their food.

SF: "Chef Wolfgang. A pleasure to meet you."

WP: "It's my pleasure, Mr. Fulton. Ms. Rodriguez. I have occasion to watch your OOWF television. That Moosehead Jack person. Very angry."

SF: "At times. He's been a good friend lately."

WP: "Well I won't let your food wait. Welcome to Lupo and to Las Vegas."

MR: "Thank you, Chef."

Chef Wolfgang leaves and the waiter serves the food as we FADE.

FADE





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posted on 10-14-2011 at 04:22 AM Edit Post Reply With Quote
Firewoman comes out of the bedroom in work out clothing. Alexander is websurfing. He doesn't look up.

AD: You were in there a while...everything okay?

FW: I was on the phone. So...see ya.

AD: Where are you going? *he looks up for the first time* Why are you wearing work out clothes?

FW: Um...to work out?

AD: It's...10 at night?! Since when do you work out this late.

FW: I just feel like I need to. I'm really disappointed in the outcome of Mayhem. I really let Chad down, and Zane, too...please don't make that face when I mention him...

AD: What face?

FW: I'm really pissed at myself and I can either trash the locker room or go ... I dunno...hit the elliptical for a while. It'd be more productive.

AD: If you have energy to burn off...

FW: Alex...

AD: What?

FW: I'm tired of not winning. I want a belt. I won't be challenging for the Trios, you will be. But we have a chance to go after the tag titles, and I'm going to do everything within my power to win that, and I need to be ready. I've been slacking on my training for far too long.

AD: You have? You work out and train more than almost anyone here?

FW: I have...So....

AD: Look, I want to win too...but I think you're getting maybe a little obsessed, Fire...

FW: You call it obsessed, I call it focused. I'll be back in thirty minutes or so...

AD: Well, don't be too worn out.

FW: Heh...never.

She smiles at him, grabs a towel and some water and leaves. Alex shakes his head with a smile, but some concern, and turns back to his computer. A tone sounds, and he looks with some surprise, and then opens up Skype. The camera changes so that we can see the screen and it's Sydney Wyld.

AD: Hey, Syd....Wow, it's been a while.

SW: Yes, Alex. How are you?

AD: Not bad...lost my championship...but I get to challenge for the trios so--

SW: Yes, I saw...and maybe the tag titles too.

AD: Maybe.

SW: You two make a good team...in more ways than one.

AD: Yeah...I guess we do...huh....kind of a surprise.

SW: It happens...

AD: So...it's good to talk to you...but....Well, Fire --

SW: She's as jealous as you are about Chad...I know.

AD: I am not...

SW: You are....but that's not why I called. I was wondering if you knew what was coming up?

AD: Huh? You mean, match wise?

SW: No...an ...anniversary of sorts....

AD: ....

SW: In November...it'll have been one year since Fire...well...disappeared, died, whatever....started down that road with Ecosystem.

AD: OOooooooooohhhh....that explains it.

SW: What?

AD: Her insomnia's back. She thinks I don't notice. But I don't know what to do about it.

SW: Well, let her know you notice. And just, be aware...she could...well, she might have a set back or two as it approaches.

AD: Okay.....

SW: So just be prepared...she might act weird or be extra angsty...or want more alone time...

AD: OOOOOooh, that explains it. She just left out of here to work out...she's a work out fiend, but usually not this late.

SW: No, that's just her way to focus on something else. Plus, she's hoping that it'll wear her out so she can sleep. But mostly if she focuses on a championship hunt, then she won't focus on what happened a year ago.

AD: How do you know?

SW: I just talked to her for like an hour.

AD: You did? You called her?

SW: No, she called me...

AD: Ohhhh......

SW: Look, she and I...we're never going to be friends...but she reached out...and that's something to be encouraged by.

AD: Okay...so--

SW: Make sure she doesn't get so obsessed she doesn't deal with it. She has to, and she knows that, but it'll be tempting to take the easy way out and just hyperfocus on something else.

AD: Okay...thanks, Syd. I'll--

SW: Maybe talk to her about it...so she knows you know...that you haven't forgotten what happened.

AD: I don't think it's likely I'll ever forget what he did to her...to us.

SW: Okay...well, I should go.

AD: Yeah, she won't be thrilled if we're talking.

SW: Um...she's the one who asked me to call you.

AD: She....why couldn't she tell me herself?

SW: Baby steps, Alex....she's trying. And I think she's doing very well.

AD: Yeah...okay..take care of yourself.

SW: You too....

The Skype window closes. Alex waits a minute, then shuts the laptop off, thinking.





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posted on 10-14-2011 at 07:32 PM Edit Post Reply With Quote
*Fade in to the Sipicimi Memorial Arena in Shivwits, Utah, where we find El Lobo Sangriento NAPPING~! in the locker room…

ELS: *snore*

Voiceover Guy Ahem.

ELS: *snore*

VG: AHEM~!

ELS: What? I’m sleeping here.

VG: And we’re promoing here, so wake up.

ELS: So tired. So much turkey.

VG: The Wolfpack will be so disappointed.

ELS: Fine. What are we promoing about?

VG: Well, we just started, so nothing yet.

ELS: Glad you woke me up for that. Got coffee at least?

*Voiceover Guy hands Lobo a fresh cup of coffee, which wakes him up almost instantly…

ELS: That’s the stuff. Thanks, chief.

VG: No problem.

ELS: (to camera) Hey kids. It’s your old pal Lobo. Sorry I haven’t been around much lately. Thanksgiving was last weekend, so I headed north for some family time. I ate a ton of food and drank a ton of wine and beer. I’ve been eating leftover turkey for a week now, so I haven’t gotten over my tryptophan overload yet. I’m still very loagy.

ELS: But on to business. We’ve got number-one contenders crowned for the Trios titles, which is nice. Alex, Kai, Aina – we look forward to the challenge. Should be an awesome match.

ELS: And as for this week…man, it’s been a while since I got in the ring with Stan Fulton. My first real match in the OOWF (and my first big win) was against Fulton. I’m looking forward to throwing down with him again. Psykle and I have a lot more recent history – both good and bad. Always a pleasure to get in the ring with him.

ELS: So, Mayhem should be a lot of fun. I want to wish OBJ and Danny the best of luck in the tournament. You guys know I’ve got your backs if you need it, but I’m sure you can handle any team they can throw at you just fine.

ELS: Speaking of D&D, I’m off to the Destroyatorium. The coffee was good, but I need something a little more high-octane. Have fun, gang. I’ll get off the turkey and be more active going forward. Wolfpack out.

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~~~ Zane and Chad are working out at the OOWF Training Facility. They stop for water ~~~

Zane: So, you've been quiet since Davin's little talk.

Chad: Yeah, not sure what to do about that. I want to feel bad because, he is just having a hard time expressing his true feelings and lashed out instead of confronting his inner fears of abandonment, all worsened by his years of psychiatric medications, not to mention the mental stress of fatherhood, given the nomadic lifestyle we wrestlers have, he's got to be worried about the influence that will have on Mickie's upbringing, but then again....

Zane: Stop. I have the perfect solution. And it's in classic Davin Moreland style...... We no sell that promo.

Chad: We... We can do that?

Zane: We just did. On to new business. Tag Team Invitational.

Chad: And the Hawaii'ans..... again.

Zane: I've been working on that. I found something else I think we can use to our advantage. I have Steve and Sharkoff coming in a few minutes. I'll show you, It eliminates the leverage when they........ Excuse me.

~~~ Zane turns to the Ninjacam. ~~~

Zane: Fade to Black. Now.

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GM Selena is holding her head in her hands at her desk. One of Selena's army of assistants brings in a steaming mug for her.

GMSa-T: Oh, yay! My hot chocolate! Thank you!

Selena looks at it, furrows her brow, and sits it on the desk.

GMSa-T: You forgot the marshmallows.

Asst: I'm so sorry, I'll take it back.

GMSa-T: *sigh* Don't worry about it. This is fine.

Asst: What's the matter?

GMSa-T: It's all these tournaments and stuff. It's making my head hurt.

Asst: Isn't the Commissioner, Mrs. Quinn-Darling helping?

GMSa-T: She is, but trying to make all these people work together is time consuming and frustrating. The other kids on Barney didn't have this much trouble sharing.

Asst: You were on Barney?

Selena looks at her dumbfounded.

GMSa-T: Get out of my office!!

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Eric O'Mac and AA are standing in a random locker room, which is odd considering Eric is the OOWF World Champion. Shouldn't he have his own room, with a nameplate and all? We have to work on that.

EOM: Maybe I wasn't clear enough on the concept. You are supposed to be my servant. You do what I say. I told you to go get a Gonzaga jersey. You were gone for a week (except for jobbing at Midweek Mayhem--cheap pop!), and you return with, with...THIS?

The camera pans over to AA, who's wearing a Washington State Cougars jersey.

AA: I understand that you have problems with the English language at times. So I assumed when you said "servant," you meant "manager." I mean, that's what Virgil was to Ted DiBiase. He "managed" him. So in honor of Vickie Guerrero, I'm wearing this "Cougars" jersey.

EOM: TAKE THAT OFF NOW!!

AA begins to take off the jersey. EOM stops him.

EOM: No, maybe it's better if you keep that on. Damn. I mean, you've lost weight from your Playboy Buddy Rose days, but dude, you're like a stick figure now. Billy Kidman could press slam you!

AA: I'm not sure how to take that.

EOM: That's an insult, you idiot! As was that! Now, this week, at OOWF MidWeek Mayhem/OOWF Invitational Tag Team Tournament Round 1, live!, from Shivwits, Utah (cheap pop!)...

AA: I wish you'd stop stealing that from me.

EOM: Shut the fuck up, AA!

AA: You just stole that as well.

EOM: It doesn't matter what I've stole from you!

AA: Do you have any original catchphrases?

EOM: I am THE WHITE KNIGHT, dammit! Now shut your skinny, fat ass and let me finish.

AA: You realize "skinny, fat ass" is a contradiction in terms, right?

EOM: Are you going to let me finish or am I going to have to kick your ass right here and now?

AA: As your manager, I should let...

EOM: YOU ARE NOT MY MANAGER!

AA: This is not a very good promo.

EOM: Your point?

AA: This is not a very good promo. I remember once Johnny and I had this promo with Stank and FF Capslock that was a 5-star promo within the first 22 syllables. It started out with...hey! Where are you going? Eric! I'm just trying to help! You want me to carry something? Or maybe get you your own locker room? (AA leaves to follow Eric. As he does he grabs Eric's nameplate off the door for future use.)





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It is 5:30 in the morning and Fire is pacing at the loading dock, ready to run. She looks at her watch a few times, and then finally Chad Madison shows up, wearing basically pajama pants and cowboy boots, and an inside out t-shirt.

CM: I'm here! What's wrong!!

FW: What do you mean, what's wrong?

CM: Your message! You said you needed me! Is it Moose? Eco? It better not be Ale--

FW: What? NO.....Did you listen to the whole message?

CM: Yes...well....no....okay, I woke up, heard the message and --

FW: And you hung up after I said I need you on the loading dock, didn't you.

CM: ......

FW: Well...it's sweet that you would rush over, but...my exact words were that I needed you to come running with me.

CM: Oh....

Chad looks down at what he's wearing. Fire starts to laugh.

FW: Get dressed in a hurry, did we?

CM: Well....

FW: Which one was she?

CM: That red head....you know, the short one with the eyes that --

FW: Oooooooh....yeah......just...be careful okay?

CM: I'm always careful, babe! You know that!

FW: That's not what I mean...look, Zane is all settled with Bridgette.....it's....well, settling down isn't all bad....

CM: Never thought I'd hear YOU say that...

FW: Yeah, well, here's something else...I'm....I'm sorry about the Trios...I let you guys, down and....it's just....I used to just say "Hey, I want that belt," and it'd be mine....it's like I'm not--

CM: Hey...shut up.

FW: WHAT?

CM: We're a team, right? It's a team match. No one person wins or loses it. Besides....I took the pin....from....him.

FW: Yeah, about that. I've not seen any promos since that one, but....you should have just punched him in the mouth.

CM: Eh, but--

FW: But nothing. Every thing he said to you, I told you was how he really thought about you guys since we all joined RunDEA. I mean, he's my cousin, and I'll always have his back, but in this case, he's wrong. Dead wrong. He didn't carry you. He didn't make you. And if you're the captain he needs to shut the fuck up and not second guess every decision you make. And if he can't deal with that--

CM: *smiling, but not really* You got two words for him?

FW: I got nothing for him....this is something YOU have to do.

CM: .....

FW: So.....I don't think those cowboy boots are good to run in.

CM: No...probably not...I guess I'll head back...maybe she's awake, eh?

FW: One could hope. See you later....

CM: Yeah.....and seriously...stop beating yourself up.

FW: I will if you will.

CM: Deal.

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<we cut to a white room where Ecosystem stands stoically behind a table with several poles standing straight up. Eco’s expression does not change as Moose, off camera, begins to speak>

This little piggy follows the market.

<Eco reaches under the table and pulls out a pigs head and impales it on the spike with a sickening thud, spraying blood everywhere. On the pigs snout, written in blood is DVD>

This little piggy stayed at home.

<Eco pulls out another freshly-killed pigs head and impales it on the spike. On this ones snout, DHM is written>

This little piggy has a future ahead of him

<another head on the spike with a sickening thud, this one has LOBO written on the snout>

This little piggy had none.

<Another bloody head, this one with OBJ written on it, wearing an Australian hat on its head where the spike went through the skull>

And this little piggy will bleed and bleed and bleed all the way home.

<the final head is impaled on the spike, it has BOOM written on the snout, and the mouth is sewn shut. Moose walks up to the OBJ skull and kneels down and looks it right in its dead eyes>

Jack, let me give you a little history lesson. You have heard about World War I, right? Danny Taylor reminds me a lot of pre-war Germany. You see Germany had just consolidated and whipped France in war. Their economy was growing by leaps and bounds, they were on the rise as a power in Europe. They were ready to take their place among the elite, world powers of Europe. They decided to assert their dominance by backing Austria. What started out as advantageous to Germany quickly soured, and Austria weighed German down, so much so that many said Germany was shackled to a corpse.

Now, how does that relate to Danny? Danny is Germany. Danny just asserted his dominance by winning the Imperial Onslaught. Oh sure, it was once in Danny’s best interest to side with you. He needed you to make him legit. And you did. And now? Now you are just weighing him down. He knows it, everyone knows it. Everyone, that is, except you. You Jack, you are the corpse shackled to Danny.

Face it Jack, you are one of us. There is a lot of talk about the New Guard taking over. It is inevitable that they will try. Evans and Sparxx are eager to take our spots. But I know what you are thinking……Danny wouldn’t do that to you. Danny is your loyal partner. Danny is your teammate. Face it Jack, Danny no longer NEEDS you to be relevant, YOU need Danny to be relevant. You are one of us, you are old school OOWF. Wake up Jack, before it is too late. Wake up before Danny leaves you lying in a pool of blood in the middle of the ring. You may not like us, but you know we are right.

<Moose laughs and walks away, Eco remains standing behind the table, staring at the camera with a blank look on his face until we fade to black>

[Edited on 10-17-2011 by mooseheadjack]





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**As Fire starts her run, L.D. Williams falls in beside her.**

LDW: “Morning.”

FW: “Hi L.D. Since when do you run?”

LDW: “Since you and I need to talk.”

FW: “If this is about Moose-”

LDW: “Nope.”

FW: “Oh. Then what’s up?”

LDW: “Seems to me you’re having some trouble dealing with things.”

FW: “I’m fine.”

LDW: “No you’re not.”

FW: “Look, I appreciate it, but Alex and I-”

LDW: “None of my business. I’ll introduce you to my wife some time and she’ll tell you just how little I know about relationships. When it comes to your personal life, you’re on your own. I’m talking about in the ring.”

FW: “What, you want to train me?”

LDW: “Not exactly. You’re not as far off your game as you think , but a little advice couldn’t hurt. And I’m not sure if you’ve noticed, but I sort of know a thing or two about wrestling.”

FW: “-”

LDW: “Your call - just thought I’d offer. But, while you’re thinking about it, could we step it up a little? This isn’t Stank you’re running with.”

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Firewoman and LD jog along in silence for a bit.

FW: How did I not know you were married?

WLD: Never came up.

FW: Um...it kinda did....your mom was trying to fix us up.

WLD: Mom is mom....

FW: True....

*jog jog jog*

FW: Look, really....I'm fine. I just need to focus is all...get back into my training.

WLD: When did you stop?

FW: Well... never...but....just kinda going through the motions ya know? Need to refocus on why I do things and how that translates into the ring.

WLD: Well, not much for this kind of training...but as far as in ring stuff, been around a bit, ya know?

FW: Yeah...

*jog jog jog*

WLD: As far as the head stuff, you just gotta put it in perspective...what's done is done and--

FW: OOWF is putting out a DVD "The Rise and Fall of Trinity."

WLD: Oh......

FW: Selena did try to talk them out of it.

WLD: Oh....

FW: They gave me an advance copy. It's got everything. Didn't miss a thing. They want to have it released in time for the November PPV. But they want me to do commentary on it.

WLD: Oh...that's....

FW: Yeah. I'm a little speechless about it myself. Your.... "retirement" of Tytan is on as an epilogue of sorts.

WLD: Okay.

The rest of the jog is silent. Finally they end up back where they started.

WLD: Listen, Fire--

FW: Moose...just....don't turn on him okay? I have no idea what Eco is up to--

WLD: You don't?

FW: --but I'm sure it's not good, and I'm sure that Moose thinks he can handle it....so just.....watch his back okay?

WLD: Sure, but--

FW: Hitting the showers...still interviewing for a referee to replace Glaw. See ya, LD. And thanks.

Firewoman sprints away toward her suite.

WLD: Yeah...see ya.

[Edited on 10-17-2011 by firewoman]





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*Fade in to the Sipicimi Memorial Arena in Shivwits, Utah, where we find El Lobo Sangriento WATCHING~! OOWFTV. As he watches, his jaw drops, and a look of sickened bewilderment comes over his face…

quote:
Originally posted by mooseheadjack

… pulls out a pigs head and impales it on the spike with a sickening thud, spraying blood everywhere…

…another freshly-killed pigs head and impales it on the spike…

…another head on the spike with a sickening thud…

…Another bloody head… the spike went through the skull…

And this little piggy will bleed and bleed and bleed all the way home.

<the final head is impaled on the spike, it has BOOM written on the snout, and the mouth is sewn shut. Moose walks up to the OBJ skull and kneels down and looks it right in its dead eyes>

…shackled to a corpse…

… lying in a pool of blood in the middle of the ring…




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We are in a limo with IQ and Psykle. Psykle is watching OOWF TV and sees Fire's last promo, and gets a strange look on his face, one that sort of mixes pride with satisfaction as well as a smirk.

Psykle: She finally noticed.

IQ looks up from the Wall Street Journal to regard Psykle.

IQ: Hmm?

Psykle: Fire. She finally noticed what I've been saying since the bitch went nuts in the ring and low blowed me to get DQ'ed instead of getting pinned cleanly.

IQ: Oh? Sorry, I wasn't paying attention to the TV. You know I don't like you watching it.

Psykle: She was saying how she hasn't been focused lately, or at least as focused as she used to be, on her in ring work.

IQ: That's what happens when you try to do two jobs, neither of which you're fully equipped for.

Psykle: I wouldn't go that far. She was a strong competitor in the ring back in the day.

IQ: True, but now that she's taken on the commissioner duties as well, she isn't quite herself in the ring.

Psykle: I don't know, it seems like there's something else...like something else is bothering her.

IQ: Hmm....

Psykle: Where are we going anyway?

Psykle looks out the window of the limo but can't quite make out where they are.

IQ: Oh, just where you wanted to go. Did you happen to see Honcho's promo?

Psykle: Where he said he feels bad for me and that he's the most underrated guy in the OOWF?

IQ: That's the one. Thoughts?

Psykle: I hope he brings me a good match. He doesn't realize that I take every opponent I have in the ring deadly seriously. There is no overrating, underrating, or rating at all. Each person I face in that ring, I review, I study, I train to beat. That's what you taught me. He may be underrated by others, but no one is rated at all by me, so how can he be under or over rated? He's my opponent, he's talented, he's going to face me thinking I'm a muscle bound goon, and it's not even an Onslaught Rules match, so I'm a little more free to be aggressive and release the rage. He doesn't know me very well, does he?

IQ: That's what happens when you don't spend time around people.

Psykle: Speaking of that...what about my request from last week about spending more time at the arena?

IQ: Well, I didn't mean you, I meant him not spending time around people. When was the last time he promo'd? I mean he guested in the one last week with Davin and Alexis, but when was the last time any one heard from him before that? I might have to have a conversation with his manager about the proper way to handle his charges.

Psykle: Um, you still haven't answered my question.

IQ: Hmm? What question was that?

Psykle: About spending more time at the arena?

IQ: Oh. Look outside.

The limo pulls up to the Sipicimi Memorial Arena and goes around to the back and stops by a massive triple trailer truck near the Arena's power plant. The chauffeur comes around back and opens the door for IQ and Psykle to get out.

Psykle: What in the world is this?

IQ: Mobile training facility. All the high tech equipment we have at our local training facilities, now mobile. The team will set it up at each arena, giving you a place to continue your specialized training, at each event, then pack it up, drive it to the next arena and set it back up there. In the meantime, we'll travel by normal means, and while it's being set up, use whatever training facility we have along the way. You've got sleeping quarters, full kitchen, showers and hot tub in the first trailer, the second trailer expands and contains a ring, heavy bag, weights and all your other training equipment, and the third trailer has the medical equipment and monitoring systems. In between training sessions, you're free to either rest in the first trailer or head out to the arena and mix and mingle with the others.

Psykle: WOW! This thing must have cost a lot.

IQ: Only the best for you, buddy. Go on ahead and check it out. I'll be in in a few. Just need to sort some things out with the driver about our dinner plans.

Psykle walks off to the trailers to check them out, as IQ walks back to the driver of the limo. As soon as Psykle enters the first trailer, IQ SMACKS THE SHIT OUT OF THE DRIVER!

IQ: WHAT THE FUCK DID I TELL YOU?!?

The driver picks himself up from the ground holding his jaw and looks at IQ in disbelief.

IQ: WHAT WERE YOU THINKING HAVING THE TV HOOKED UP TO OOWF TV IN THE LIMO?

Driver: I...I...

IQ: STOP YOUR INSIPID STUTTERING AND SPIT IT OUT!

Driver: I didn't! It was a DVD from the media group! They told me it was what they had edited together for you!

IQ gets a look of recognition on his face, and relaxes a bit, though is still very angry. He speaks through gritted teeth.

IQ: Did they tell anything else when they gave you the DVD?

Driver: Uh...n.n.no, I don't think so.

IQ: No? Nothing about making sure to inform me that they had given you the disc?

The driver suddenly goes completely pale and realizes that he did indeed forget to tell IQ that.

IQ: That's it. Now you realize.

Driver: I'm so sorry, sir. I completely forg...

IQ holds up a hand signaling the driver to stop his sniveling cowardice.

IQ: You realize there is only one recourse, correct?

Driver: I'm fired, aren't I?

IQ: No. I'm not that cruel.

Driver: Oh thank you.

IQ: Why don't you pick your hat up.

The driver looks over his shoulder and sees his hat on the ground. He turns around to pick it up, and IQ snatches him up from behind, locking a single arm hammerlock dragon sleeper combination in place, while using his foot to kick the driver's knees out knocking him down on to his knees. It's the IQ TEST!

IQ: Now, there is NO question in my mind that you have no chance in hell of being smart enough to pass the IQ Test, so let me just be very clear about all of the things that are going to happen. Number one, you have ZERO legal recourse for the injuries you are about to sustain, check your contract, your body belongs to me as long as you are in my employ. Hence why I didn't fire you. Second, don't worry about the injuries, you'll be in a lot of pain, but you'll pass out shortly and we'll get you in to medical to start testing out our new treatments. Third, here's all the injuries you will endure, already you're feeling the strain on your arm, your shoulder will soon dislocate completely. Your neck is slowly stretching and coming close to a finite point of separation, though it won't get that far. No you see, as soon as I'm done telling you everything, I'm going to drop you back in the completion of the IQ Test, in a reverse DDT, snapping both of your knees and several bones in each leg. In addition, you will receive at least a minor concussion from when your head connects with the ground. Now, as for what happens after medical cleans you up...well, haven't you wondered where we get all those guys willing to train with Psykle when he's pissed off?

The driver's eyes go wide with fear even as the droop from the effects of the dragon sleeper, and once IQ has seen that his words have sunken in, he drops back in the reverse DDT and we hear several loud snaps, cracks, and pops as several joints dislocate and bones break in the driver
s body. IQ stands up, dusts himself off, and pulls his phone out of his pocket.


IQ: It's me. I've got another one. Send a new driver. Make sure they are smart enough to know their duties though, I don't feel like having to administer another IQ Test this week.

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FADE in on a 2012 Kia Sorrento traveling somewhere on Interstate 15 through Nevada. At the wheel is OOWF DDT Iron Man Heavy Metal Champion The Crusher Stan Fulton. Sitting shotgun is his attaché, Martha Rodriguez.

Asleep in the back is WWE Legend Kevin Nash.


MR: “So how did training in the UFC cage go?”

SF: “Okay. Big Kev doesn’t move very fast and if I went for his knees he called timeout or tapped right away. Wasn’t as productive as I’d have hoped.

“So what’s my itinerary for this afternoon?”

MR: “You have a press event with the Southwest Utah media scheduled for 4:00 PM local time. Then you and El Lobo Sangriento will appear on the local 5 PM newscast. After that is a fan event at 7. By nine you should be clear until the match on Wednesday night.”

SF: “Good. I’ve got a poker game scheduled for 11 tonight back at Mandalay Bay. In exchange for tickets to Wednesday’s Mayhem, I’m getting a seat at a table with Erick Lindgren, Sam Farha and Scotty Nguyen.”

MR: “You’ll be busted by 12:30.”

SF: “Thanks for the vote of confidence.”

MR: “My pleasure. I’ve got tickets to Carrot Top next door at the Luxor for tonight. You have fun.”

SF: “Carrot Top? Seriously?”

MR: “What?”

SF: “Never mind. I suppose I should be talking about my match Wednesday, but I can’t seem to get interested in it.”

MR: “Well, Eco is teaming up with your friend Moose. And you’re a four time Onslaught champion so there’s something you can work on with Lobo.”

SF: “I suppose. Maybe I’ll challenge Moose to the Onslaught title.”

MR: “I’d suggest the Tag Team or World title if you want to reach your goal of quickest to Grand Slam and Six-Pack Champion.”

SF: “I do have a World Title shot at Doomy Doomy Doom Doom. That contract is signed.”

MR: “You don’t have a shot at it.”

SF: “All the negativity that’s in this town sucks.”

MR: “No, seriously, bear with me. You shoehorned your way into the World Title picture and you’re getting a title shot without any buildup. There’s no way they put the title on you without some sort of storyline between Eric and someone.”

KN: (groggily from the back seat) “If Kayfabe was here, she’d kick your ass.”

MR: “Says the WCW Bookerman.”

KN: “Was not.”

SF: “Be nice. Both of you or I’ll turn this car right around.”

MR: “Talk to Davin. He’ll agree with me.”

SF: “I’ll see if he has time after that news spot.”

MR: “There’s the city limits of Shivwits. And there’s the other city limit.”

SF: “I can't believe we're working in this shithole.”

FADE





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posted on 10-17-2011 at 09:26 PM Edit Post Reply With Quote
*Davin is STORMING~! his way into the gym. It's almost as if he knew Chad Madison would be there by himself*

DM: You? You're going to no-sell ME? I don't think so, fucko.

CM: *stops lifting and stands up, squared up* Forget you, Davin. I'm tired of this.

DM: YOUUUUUU fucking started it, you little shit.

CM: And I'm finishing it too. Enough. We're done with this. Let's just move on, ok?

DM: Nah...you don't get off that easy. You need to accept what you said and what you did. You need to be a man, Chadwick. Not some little pussified tag specialist. What are you, scared?

CM: Of you? Heck no. I know everything there is to know about you. Everything. Scared of you? That's like being scared of my shadow.

DM: Good. Then apologize. Let me start you off: "Davin, I'm sorry for..."

CM: I'm not apologizing.

DM: You're not.

CM: No. I didn't do anything wrong.

DM: Like HELL you didn't. You ditched me for Firewoman. Why? I'll never know. But you made a huge mistake, and managed to piss me off in the process. You have two options. Apologize, or deal with the consequences as *I* see fit. No-selling is not an option.

CM: I'm not apologizing.

DM: Boy, you've been away from me for too long. You really think you're something. You've been reading your press clippings, eh? Let me let you in on a little secret. You ain't SHIT without me and Zane, got me? You fucked up and you disrespected me. This is your last chance to apologize.

CM: Ok...Maybe you're right, Davin...*he looks down, but Davin can't see that Chad's eyes are still directly on him* I should never have...LET YOU RUN YOUR DARN MOUTH FOR THIS LONG!

*With that, Chad lands a vicious right uppercut to the chin, immediately knocking the big man off his feet. Chad goes all hockey fight on him, and must have landed a dozen punches in quick succession. However, maybe he should have used a weapon or something, because eventually, Davin grabs Chad by the wrist, quickly locks in a hammerlock, and eventually delivers a Hammerlock Slam. As Chad tries to shake out the cobwebs, Davin wraps his hand around Chad's throat, and forces him to his feet. We see a trickle of blood coming from Davin's face*

DM: Little man, you just made the biggest mistake of your career. But I'm a magnanimous guy, as you well know. Apologize.

CM: *trying to catch his breath, and almost spits at Davin as he talks* Go to hell.

DM: Stupid...stupid...

*With that, Davin CHOKESLAMS Chad to the cement floor. Chad has fallen.*

DM: You ungrateful son of a bitch. You know, I expected this from Zane, but not from you, never from you. You're going to put someone who tried to END your career over someone who helped to MAKE YOUR FUCKING CAREER? You know, when this all went down, Zane never said jack shit. It was you. Always you. Running your mouth. Trying to be all bad-ass. Then I pinned you in the middle of the ring. But that wasn't good enough, was it? Maybe this will be enough.

*Davin pulls the unconscious Chad up to his feet, and delivers a REALLY GOOD DIAMOND CUTTER!*

DM: And it that's not good enough, you damn well know where to find me. Cock a doodle doo, motherfucker.

*Just then, Zane comes into the gym, with Bridgette behind him. He notices Chad out cold on the floor*

ZM: What the heck is going on here, Davin?

DM: Consequences, Luc. Ask your partner...when he wakes up...

*Davin storms right out of the gym, and is WALKING~! staring into the INC, which is doing a bad job being I or N*

DM: You see that? I have had ENOUGH of being the nice guy putting all the kids over. I'm not going to sit idly by while I'm being disrespected anymore. Does that make you want to boo me, folks? I should hope not, because if you all put up with this on a daily basis, I feel sorry for you. Davin Moreland is standing up for himself, and apparently, it's time....again...to remind everyone just who Davin Moreland is, what he stands for, and just how fucking good I am. Fire and Alex, you waltz around like you're going to get a bye in this tag tournament. I think there's still time to convince the powers that be that THAT makes no sense. Alexis and I are CHAMPIONS. Alex and Fire will be teaming together in their first match EVER. Lexie and I beat Fire's team last week. And we're going to win this week. Convincingly. You think that you know all there is to know about Lexie and I? Watch this, fuckers....watch this. Nothing Happened is going to show up Wednesday and beat respect into you if necessary. But I will be GODDAMNED if I'm going to stand for this anymore. And if you don't like it? Tough shit. Here's a fucking quarter *he pitches a quarter at the camera* Call someone who gives a fuck.

*Davin ends up at Stan Fulton's locker room. He knocks, and Kevin Nash answers*

KN: Davin. Buddy. What's going on? You look pissed off.

DM: I AM pissed off.

KN: At Stan?

DM: No. Nothing to do with Stan. Happened to catch your promo earlier. Maria's right. Now, I want a shot at that title, and it's only going to happen if Stan wins. Whatever I can do to make that happen, I will do. Is he here?

KN: Think so. Come on in.

*fade*

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posted on 10-18-2011 at 12:16 AM Edit Post Reply With Quote
*Fade in to the Destroyatorium in the Sipicimi Memorial Arena in Shivwits, Utah, where we find El Lobo Sangriento ENTERING~! the room, which suddenly goes quiet. A few chuckles can be heard as OBJ quietly belches something to Dashing Victor Dinero, who turns on the TV. Clearly, the following clip was already cued up...

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ELS: And as for this week…man, it’s been a while since I got in the ring with Stan Fulton. My first real match in the OOWF (and my first big win) was against Fulton. I’m looking forward to throwing down with him again. Psykle and I have a lot more recent history – both good and bad. Always a pleasure to get in the ring with him.



ELS: (over the now very loud laughter) Oh, fuck. Next year, no turkey. I was a groggy-ass motherfucker when I promoed that one. I didn't even have a full coffee or beer in me yet.

DVD: You're on a roll, Lobo. First the Imperial Onslaught incident, then you can't even keep your opponents straight.

ELS: Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up. Fulton and Eco being my opponents instead of Fulton and Psykle totally changes the match, though. At least Psykle tries to contain himself sometimes. Eco's just a fucking maniac. I was really hoping I was done with him.

OBJ: BELLLCH~! Australian for "Guess it's back to the drawing board, mate."

ELS: Yeah, I'm going to have to do a cram session on tapes and focus more on speed training. And you know what that means.

*DDT makes the motion of drinking a beer...

ELS: You're damn right. This calls for a drink.

*Lobo settles in to the Destroyatorium for the evening as we *FA--

DVD: Hey Lobo, weren't you supposed to do a news spot with Fulton tonight?

ELS: Fuck! Add it to the list, I guess. Man, I just haven't been the same since losing the Onslaught belt. I need to get my head straight. And you know what that means.

*DDT makes the motion of drinking a beer...

ELS: You're damn right. This calls for a drink.

*DDT smiles and mouths "BOOM" as we *FADE*





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posted on 10-18-2011 at 12:54 AM Edit Post Reply With Quote
**SFJ#47 approaches L.D. Williams in the hallway of random encounters.**

SFJ#32: “L.D. can I have a word?”

LDW: “I’m not using ‘parsnip’ at the moment.”

SFJ#32: “Funny. There have been rumours for months about a possible new Five. With Stank suspended, Tytan out of the picture, Moosehead Jack aligning himself with Ecosystem, and Stan Fulton working with Davin, where does that leave your alliance?”

LDW: “To tell you the truth, it really doesn’t matter.”

SFJ#47: “It doesn’t? Why not?”

LDW: “Why not ? Why not? <Williams pulls out a pair of mirrored sunglasses and puts them on.> Whooo! Honey, let me tell you why not!“

**A faint commotion, and possibly a “whooo!” is heard in the distance.**

LDW: “I am a jet-flyin‘, limosine ridin’, wheelin’-dealin’, kiss-stealin’, son-of-a-gun! The biggest houses! The fastest cars! The prettiest Women! And when I party, I party All..Night…Long!”

**Ric Flair bursts into the picture.**

RF: “ABUSE!…OF!…YOU!…INFRINGEMENT!”

LDW: “Everybody wants to be me! They want the money! They want the Women! Most of all, they want to Style and Profile! But none of them, none of them, measure up to L.D. Williams.”

**Flair stumbles back across the screen, apparently attempting to elbow drop his coat before he’s taken it off.**

RF: “Infringe me? I’m all ready infringed!”

LDW: “So whether you like it, or whether you don’t, learn to live with it, because I am the best thing going today!”

**Flair starts punching himself in the forehead, punctuating every word.**

RF: “Your”

**punch**

RF: “Mother”

**punch**

RF: “Will”

**punch**

RF: “Ride”

**punch**

RF: “Space”

**punch**

RF: “Mountain”

**punch**

RF: “Fatboy”

**punch**

RF: “Whoooo!”

**With a steady flow of blood streaming down his forehead, Flair starts toward Williams. He takes a couple of steps, does a 180, and does a Flair Flop. Williams looks at him for a moment, and then smiles at the camera.**

LDW: “DIAMONDS! are FOREVER!…and so is L.D. Williams.”

**Williams starts to walk away, but turns back to the camera.**

LDW: “Whoo!”

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posted on 10-18-2011 at 02:15 AM Edit Post Reply With Quote
We come back to the Destroyatorium, where we see El Lobo, DDT, DVD and OBJ sitting at the bar as OOWF TV continues to play. LD's promo finishes up, and DDT facepalms himself, and then starts softly banging his head against the table.

El Lobo: What is wrong with him?

DVD: They have spent all week preparing to face the legendary kz in the ring. They have built up strength and conditioning prepared for any kind of violence they could bring as well as working on counterholds for LD's amazing technical abilities.

El Lobo: So?

OBJ: (Belches) That's Australian for he wasn't prepared for all the crazy it looks like he's going to get.

DVD: Yeah, he was looking for a showdown between an old school legend, and a legend in the making, and instead he gets moose playing crazy butcher games with Eco, and LD channeling the spirit of Flair.

Danny just continues to bang his head softly against the table.

El Lobo: Well you are a team that has one man who talks to voices in his head, and another that talks to no one. Perhaps you can match them in the craziness category no?

Danny just looks at Lobo and let's out a sigh before resuming banging his head against the table.

DVD: Whelp, looks like we could use another round of drinks.

OBJ: I second that.

FADE





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