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The OWF: TNT logo shows up on the TV screen and "My
Plague" by Slipknot hits as we begin to see some of the highlights of
the OWF in the recent weeks. We see the Static invasion, we see Shyne
losing his Full Throttle title, we see K-Nyne being arrested, we see
Silkk and Chris Green face to face. The scenes begin to move faster and
faster as finally there's a huge EXPLOSION, and the OWF logo shows on
the screen. The scene then cuts to the CCBC Beaver Dome. In the top
left hand corner we see 'LIVE' in bold letters. The OWF crowd is
buzzing, while there aren't that many in the crowd, those that are
there are cheering loudly. Smokey Green: Hey there OWF fans, I'm Smokey Green and with me as always is "Viscious" Johnny V. Welcome to another action packed edition of OWF: Tuesday Night Terror! And fans we're always happy to have you here!! Johnny V: Things are getting more and more action packed around here. The Pay Per View is right around the corner and we're getitng a small look at it this week! The bonus match of the evening is Silkk versus Chris Green! Smokey Green: That match will be brutal as hell, you have to agree with me there! Johnny V: And I do! The camera zooms out from the commentary desk and focuses on the titantron, ready for the first match... |
Written By Blade |
Title: None Match Type: Singles Debut Match Grant Glidewell vs. D-Force |
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Smokey Green: And we’re going to get things started
off tonight with a Debut match. Tonight we’re going to see two of the
OWF’s brand new fighters, both in their first match.
Johnny V: Hell yes! After this we’ll know
which one of these two has a right to be here, and which one needs to
pack his bags and quit wasting our time, like that Violence kid.
Smokey Green: You don’t like Josh Violence? Johnny V: He sucks, Green. Grant and D-Force circle each other until Grant stops and slaps D-Force across the face and laughs. D-Force charges, but Grant sidesteps and pretends to be waving a cape, imitating a bullfighter. D-Force bounces off of the ropes and comes back but Grant’s prepared, putting an elbow right between D-Force’s eyes, dropping him to the mat. Grant jumps up high and comes down with his elbow, right into D-Force’s midsection. Grant jumps right back up and pulls D-Force up then sends him right back down with a DDT. Grant picks D-Force up again and puts him back down right away with a suplex. Grant gets D-Force back up a third time then drops him for a German suplex, holding on Grant executes another, then a third, finally letting go of D-Force. Smokey Green: This Glidewell guy is not having any problems here. Johnny V: Nope, and this D-Force chump sure as hell isn’t going to be the one to give him any either. He should think about fighting that Violence loser. Smokey Green: What is your problem Jo.. Johnny V: Shut up Green. Grant stands D-Force up and motions with his hands, then spreads his arms out, offering D-Force a free shot. D-Force winds up but Grant stomps the top of his knee, sending him down. Grant then kicks D-Force in the face, following up with a sharp kick to the ribs. Grant’s got D-Force back up and whips him into the turnbuckle. D-Force hits hard and turns around just in time to catch Grant’s foot right in his forehead. D-Force’s head whips backwards and he drops to his knees, then on his face. Grant jumps up to the second rope, pushes off and spins, dropping his leg on the back of D-Force’s head. Grant stands up and drops his kneed into D-Force’s spin, then twists, digging his knee in. He then gets up and comes down with his knee again, this time dropping his knee into the back of D-Force’s ribs. Grant gets back up and picks D-Force up, raising him over his head, and throwing him down for the guerilla press slam! Smokey Green: Wow, this Glidewell kid has more strength than his body size would suggest. Johnny V: Yep. That wasn’t too bad. D-Force gets to his fit and Grant throws a weak jab, which still knocks D-Force flat on his back. Grant laughs, then stomps full force on the back of D-Force’s knee! Smokey Green: Damn! It looked like he was trying to cause permanent damage to that knee! Johnny V: Damn right! I hope he did! Now if only we could get him to do that a few times to that joke named Violence. Grant runs around the ring a few times, smiling, doing the Jerry McGuire dance. The crowd picks up on where he’s going and starts cheering wildly. Grant climbs the ropes and waits. D-Force stands up and Grant launches, and hits THE GLIDE! Johnny V. THAT WAS AWESOME!! Grant drops for the cover. 1...2...3...Grant wins! Smokey Green: And Grant Glidewell’s done it, he’s picked up a win in his first fight. |
Written By Josh Violence |
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The scene cuts open and Jacen Frost walks into view
wearing the Full Throttle Belt, a remenant of stitches on his forehead.
Jacen seems to be walking with a purpose, and we see that purpose as
Josh Violence walks up the hallway. Gegsy and Furio walk behind Josh,
while Bones walks out in front, Jenny Violence and Ryan are at either
side, Ryan talking, while Jenny has her arm wrapped in his, a serious
look on her face. Josh sees Jacen though, and they all stop, including Jacen who appears to be waiting. Bones looks over at Josh as if he's worried Josh is going to run over and start pounding Jacen's face in. Ryan is watching Jacen, like trying to figure out a puzzle without disturbing it. Gegsy and Furio look about ready to jump Jacen, each looking for an angle to get in the action, while Jenny watches Josh, a hint of worry in her eyes. Frost simply stands there, eyes watching everyone at once. Josh however appears calm, nodding to each of his companions and walks over to Jacen alone. Violence gets as close to Jacen as it would take to reach out his fist and hit him, while Jacen positions himself as if he was getting ready for an attack. Both men's eyes are filled with intense emotion, questions and answers. Are these men rivals or what. Finally Josh breaks the silence. He points to the Full Throttle Belt without taking his eyes from Frost's Josh: I see your rubbing your victory in my face, Jacen. Careful of that ego, before it trips you. Jacen: Really? We'll see won't we? I actually came to say good luck tonight. Frost thrusts his hand out for a handshake, but Josh just stands there looking at Jacen for a moment. Josh: Don't be messing with me Frost. You'll regret it in the mood I'm in. Jacen: You think so? Anyway, I mean it. Nothing but respect between us. Josh: Respect? Jacen: Respect. Josh's face softens for a moment, and he nods to Jacen grasping his hand. Josh: Agreed, to respect. The scene cuts out as a few more words pass between the rivals, and then Frost turns and walks away... |
Written By Jacen Frost |
Title: None Match Type: Single Match Twizted Angel vs. Glacier |
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Smokey Green: And we’re onto the next fight. We’ve
got a kid that’s constantly putting up good showings in Twizted Angel
and fresh off his first win in his first fight we’ve got Glacier.
Johnny V: Yep, I like this Glacier guy, he shut that Jones clown up big time last week. Twizted starts things off with a nice punch to Glacier’s face. Glacier stumbles back and throws a punch of his own but Twizted blocks it and puts a fist into Glacier’s sternum, then into Glacier’s nose. Glacier falls from the force of the blow and catches a few kicks to the ribs. Twizted picks Glacier up and throws him into the ropes and Glacer ducks the clothes line and comes back from the far side, he hits the ropes again and Twizted drops to trip him but Glacier jumps over him and hits the far ropes again, Glacier comes back and catches a brutal forearm to the chest the puts him on his back. The crowd erupts and Twizted throws his arms up and roars. Smokey Green: Wow, Twizted is really holding his own here Johnny. Johnny V: Yeah he’s a tough kid. Glacier gets up and Twizted starts laying into Glacier with punches until Glacier finally blocks one and send Twizted reeling with a shot of his own. Glacier steps forward and throws another punch at Twizted who takes it well but still stumbles a bit. Glacier ducks a Twizted punch and steps forward, then drops him from behind with a Russian leg sweep. Glacier gets up and comes back down on Twizted’s face with a leg drop. The two pop right back up and Glacier seems a little surprised that Twizted’s up so quick, but Glacier puts his foot right into Twizted’s stomach, doubling him over. Glacier grabs Twizted and puts him down with a DDT. Twizted stays down for a second and Glacier gets down and starts choking him. The ref keeps telling him to stop and Glacier finally does. Glacier pulls Twizted up and sends him back to the mat with a powerful suplex. Glacier climbs the turnbuckle as Twizted stands up. Glacier comes off with a top rope bulldog! Smokey Green: Now Glacier’s taking his turn to make some noise in this match. Johnny V: And what a fine job he’s doing! Tear him apart dammit! Glacier pulls Twizted up and puts his head between his knees, setting up for a powerbomb, but Twizted musters up some strength and throws Glacier over his shoulder. The crowd erupts again! Twizted turns around kicks Glacier right in the neck!. Smokey Green: That’s your kind of move Johnny. Johnny V: Damn right it is! I’m starting to like this kid more and more. Twizted picks Glacier up and kicks him in the groin, the puts him back down with a DDT. Twizted jumps back up and throws Glacier off the ropes, then tags him with a reverse kick. Glacier jumps to his feet, a little to quickly apparently, as he can barely stay on his feet, and Twizted puts him back down with a kick to the back of the knee. Glacier is down on one knee and catches a vicious, swinging punch to the face from Twizted that puts him on his back. Twizted climbs to the second rope and throws his arms up and yells to the fans who respond with an almost deafening roar. Twized jumps off, twists in mid air, and puts his elbow right into the middle of Glacier’s spine. Twizted signals to the crowd and picks Glacier up. Twizted gets ready for the Nail in the Coffin, but Glacier throws him off! Glacier’s barely standing up, Twizted’s eyes flare with anger! Twizted runs off the ropes and comes charging back, but Glacier spits in his eyes! Smokey Green: What the hell’s he call that one? Johnny V: AN ICY ENDING!! Twizted is stunned and starts whiping the spit from his eyes, but Glacier drops him with an inverse DDT . Glacier rolls Twizted over and gets in the Scorpion Deathlock! Twizted grits his teeth and pulls his knees down! He pushes towards the ropes in a last ditch effort! But Glacier pulls him away, he misses the ropes by just a single centimeter! Glacier applies more pressure. Twizted grits his teeth, he won’t tap! Twizted passes out! The ref calls it! Smokey Green: Well that took a hell of a lot of balls on Twizted’s part to see that through. Johnny V: Glacier did it again! Well that was great, now let’s get to watching this Violence chump get his ass handed to him! |
Written By Josh Violence |
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The cameras roll as the door to the arena opens and
Shyne walks in the building clad in khakis, dress shoes, and a Blue
Silk button up shirt. Shyne walks down to the drink machine and inserts
a dollar. A water bottle pops out and he grabs it. He turns and sees
Sara Nuberrie standing at the fruit table. Shyne gets a smirk on his
face as he strolls over to the table. Sara looks up to see Shyne
standing there and tries to hide a smile.
Shyne: "Whats good?" Sara: "Nothin, just gettin somethin to eat before I have my match tonight." Shyne: "Good luck with that, I'll be keepin my eye on you" Sara: "I guarantee you'll like what you see." Shyne: "Oh, I already do" Shyne looks her up and down and leans in toward her, his face inches from hers. Shyne: "Listen Sara, I'd love to call you my girl, I've seen you around and I can say that I am feelin you and I think you're feelin me, so when you know for sure, holla at me, I'll be around." Shyne walks off down the hall as Sara stares at him and appears deep in thought as the cameras switch. |
Written By Shyne |
Title: None Match Type: Single Match Marcus Keene Vs. Josh Violence |
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Johnny
V: We've got two up-and-coming, evenly sized, OWF superstars about to battle
it out.
Keene and Violence circle each other. Keene starts the trash talking. Violence has none of it, he runs over and kicks Keene in the stomach, sending him to one knee. He follows up with a forearm across the back but Keene fights back and pulls up, putting Violence over his shoulder, he runs Spinebuster by Marcus Keene! He follows up by planting an elbow drop on the jaw of Josh Violence. Smokey Green: Marcus Keene takes the early advantage. Johnny V: Josh Violence looks cut.. Josh Violence rolls out of the ring, attending to the blood coming from his mouth. He wipes in clean, keeping his eyes on Keene. Keene watches him, waving for him to come back into the ring. Josh steps back in the ring and they circle each other. Smokey Green: Just a minor cut.. Johnny V: They're back at it! They
lock up, Keene whips Violence against the ropes, he bounces back, closeline
by Keene! Josh hits the mat hard. Keene goes right back to work, picking his
opponent back up. Keene throws an elbow to the side of Violence's head, causing
him to stumble back. Marcus Keene follows up with a right punch, Josh takes
it, still standing. Keene hits him with a left, right combo, Violence falls
back onto the ropes. Keene charges at him for the closeline but Violence ducks,
hip-checking him to the outside of the ring! Josh Violence wipes his bloody
mouth clean and slides outside the ring. Marcus Keene takes his time getting
to his feet. Violence grabs him by the arm and whips him, back first into the
side of the ring. 1... 2... Smokey Green: Josh Violence has taken control of this match.. Josh Violence pulls Keene to his feet. He punches him in the jaw. Violence steps besides his opponent, Russian Leg Sweep! Keene's head smacks against the mat, but Josh Violence isn't finished. He pulls Keene back up.. Keene gets whipped into the corner, landing chest first. Violence wraps his arms around his opponent, he goes for a german suplex but Keene grabs onto the ropes. Josh Violence tries to pull him off, but Keene holds on tight. Out of nowhere, Marcus Keene grabs Violence's head, spinning around and- Ace Crusher! violence's face meets the mat hard, smearing the mat in blood. Marcus climbs to one knee catching his breath. He turns to Violence and stands over him, talking some trash.. "One time for ya mind!" Johnny V : Marcus Keene is full of confidence now! Smokey Green: You can hear him yelling at Josh Violence, "One time for your mind.." Keene stomps Violence before walking away, catching his breath. Josh Violence slowly makes his way to his feet. Marcus Keene shakes his head, watching him get up. Keene grabs Violence by the wrist whipping him against the ropes, he bounces back, powerslam by Marcus Keene! "Now stay down!" Keene looks down a this beaten opponent. Johnny V: Marcus Keene is full of smack talk! Josh tries getting to his feet, but is still dazed. Keene pulls him to his feet, tucking Violence's head under his arm.. Suplex by Marcus Keene! Marcus continues, pulling him back up... He goes for another suplex, but this time holds him straight into the air, displaying his strength.. He jumps into the air, throwing Violence to the ground. Another suplex! Johnny V: Violence is taking a lot of punishment! Smokey Green: Look! He won't stay down! Marcus backs up, lining up his opponent. Violence slowly makes it to his feet... On one knee Marcus runs at him. Smokey Green: Shining Wiz- NO! Marcus goes for the shining wizard but Josh jumps into the air, closelining him in mid air! Keene gets crushed by Violence's forearm and both men hit the ground. Johnny V: Violence won't go down without a fight, that's for sure! Violence gets up first, he pulls Keene up with him. Violence throws a punch, Keene throws one back. They start trading blows! Hitting each other as they swing, they keep going! Violence's cut opens up. Keene throws a closeline, he misses! Before Violence can turn around, Keene hits him in the back of the skull with an elbow! Josh hits the mat. Keene kicks him in the stomach, sending Violence to his back. Keene drops a knee but Violence rolls out of the way and gets back to his feet. He wipes his mouth clean, his t-shirt being covered in his blood. Smokey Green: Violence is full of blood now, that little cut has opened up after that exchange! Marcus Keene runs at his opponent for a spear but Violence sprawls back catches him in headlock! Keene rams him into the corner, but Violence squeezes on tighter. Keene backs out of the corner, still wrapped in the headlock. Josh Violence spins, letting go of the headlock and whipping Marcus Keene shoulder first into the ring post! Johnny V: Ouch! Smokey Green: He won't be the same after that! Marcus Keene crumbles into the corner, sitting against the bottom turnbuckle. Violence charges at him, lands a big knee to the face! Keene collapses to the mat. Josh Violence steps back, lining up Marcus Keene this time, looking for his finisher.. Smokey Green: He's looking for the The Street Punk Stomp! Keene sees Violence running towards him, he rolls out of the ring, landing out the outside in desperation. Violence stops and backs up.. Marcus Keene gets to his feet shaking his head. 1... 2... The ref counts as Keene catches his breath. This time Josh Violence waving him back into the ring. 3.. 4.. Marcus Keene points at Josh Violence's cut, spreading more trash talk. 5.. 6... Marcus Keene steps onto the apron. Josh runs at him for another closeline, Keene ducks and rams his shoulder into Josh Violence's stomach. Marcus looks around, he pops his invisible collar, the fans erupt! Johnny V: Pop Ya' Colla Smokey! Smokey Green: What?! Keene jumps over the ropes, Face Crusher! Josh Violence face meets the mat hard once again, Keene rolls him over, he hooks the leg.. 1.. 2.. Josh Violence kicks out! Smokey Green: He wants this win bad! Marcus Keene smacks the mat in frustration. He climbs the top turnbuckle, watching his opponent from high above. Violence, still a dazed mess stands up, he turns to Keene whose on the top rope.. Smokey
Green: THAT IS MARKEE MATERIAL!! |
Written By Joseph Storm |
Title: None Match Type: Singles Nate "The Truth" Jones Vs. Toxic Angel |
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Toxic angel and Nate jones lock up in the middle of
the ring as Jones gets the easy advantage just tossing her to the
ground.. Jones just stands over her and laughs as he reaches for her
and she slides under his legs and hits a KICK to the back of Jones!!!
Jones looks shaken from that.. Now she hits some rights and lefts and
its dazing Jones, but Jones just pushes her again...Jones reaches to
her and hits her with a suplex and goes for a cover... 1..2..she kicks out. Angel showing some grittiness in this match here. Jones now tosses her into teh corner and he comes running at her and she moves out of the way!!! She hits a drop kick and Jones falls over like a deck of cards... She goes to the top rope and hits a MOONSAULT!!!! 1..2.. NO!!! JONES WITH THE KICK OUT...Angel is really getting pumped now as she tries to get Jones up... but JOnes breaks it real fast and hits a devastating reverse knife edge that sends toxic Angel down to the mat.. He now TOSSES HER TO THE OUTSIDE!!! Angel is down as Jones goes after her.. jones looks ready to end this as he gets her back into the ring.... Wait a minute Zander is now on the top rope distracting Jones... Jones reaches for him as he jumps back to the outside.. meanwhile Angel is slowly getting up as Zander tosses some brass knuckles at Angel!!! Jones has no idea as his back was turned...She takes them and LOW BLOW!!!! OH MY GOD!!! did you see thelook on tha truth has lost a little manhood with that low blow... he is now on his knees and falls over.. she covers him real fast and uses some leverage on the ropes... 1...2..3!!! BY GOD DAMMIT!!! Toxic angel has defeated Nate Jones with a little help! |
Written By Chris Green |
Title: None Match Type: Single Match Sara Nuberrie Vs. Madison Divera |
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We open in our OWF Arena after returning from the
commercial break. Madison Divera is already in the ring as we cut to
the commentary table. Smokey Green: Welcome back OWF fans! We're just getting ready for our fifth match of the night, between Madison Divera and another diva, Sara Nuberrie. Johnny V: Both of these superstars have had more than their fair share of things to say this week, Green. This match should be a good one. Smokey Green: I agree. Johnny V: Green..? Smokey Green: Yes? Johnny V: I was being sarcastic you idiot! You agree with two girls being in the ring? What the hell is wrong with you?! Smokey Green: Don't you believe in equality, Johnny? Johnny V: Shut up Green. Go burn a bra in protest or something. "No Daddy" by Teairra Mari starts playing and all the spotlights circulate around the arena for a moment then turn to the stage. Sara Nuberrie stands on the stage dressed in her ring attire, rocking her head to the beat of the music. She skips quickly down the ramp causing her hair to bounce. She high-fives a few fans on her way to the ring and then slides into the middle of the mat. Sara moves to her corner and prepares for her match while the music fades. Smokey Green: Sara will be looking to stamp her foot down in this match, especially seeing as she is against an established superstar in her debut match! A victory could be an amazing result for this girl! The bell rings and Sara charges out from her corner. She spears Madison Divera to the floor and grabs her hair with one hand. She then begins to punch Madison in the face with her spare hand. Finally the referee pulls Sara off. Smokey Green: Sara is pulling no punches here. Johnny V: Thanks for stating the obvious. Sara waits as Madison gets to her feet, holding her eye. Sara charges in again, but Madison pulls out of the way at the last second. Nuberrie bounces off of the ropes and comes back with an attempted crossbody, but Madison leans all the way back in a bridge, meaning Sara just flies over her. Madison gets back up and waits for Sara to leap to her feet. She then jumps up and drop kicks her, sending her straight through the ropes. Smokey Green: Ooh, it looks like the ring isn't big enough for these two! Madison then climbs up the turnbuckle as Sara uses the security rail on the outside to pull her up. Madison leaps off with a double ax handle smash, but Sara pulls out of the way just in time. 1...2... Madison crashes over the barrier, half of her body on one side, the other on the other side. ...3...4... Johnny V: Madison could be broken in half! Sara Nuberrie runs and jumps up onto the ring curtain. She jumps off and drop kicks Madison Divera in the ass, sending her over the barrier. ...5...6... Sara Nuberie climbs over the barrier and pulls Madison Diuvera to her feet. She smashes her face off of the security barrier, until Madison Divera elbows her in the gut. She then smashes Sara's face of fof the barrier with such force that she is sent flying backwards, off of her feet. ...7...8... Johnny V: These two are cutting this awfully close. Smokey Green: If Madison can get into the ring, she'll steal the win though! Madison Divera climbs over the security barrier, but Sara reaches over the barrier and grabs her hair. She pulls her backwards, then hooks her in a reverse DDT position. She executes it over the security barrier, whipping Madison Diveras neck backwards. ...9...10! Johnny V: Double count out! This is MORE than a match to these two! But these two could be working for the same side before long, especially if Shyne has his way! Madison Divera staggers to her feet as Sara Nuberrie climbs over the security barrier. She hits Madison Divera with a hard right shot. Madison Divera holds her jaw, before swinging a right fist of her own, slightly more powerful. Sara Nuberrie holds her face in pain, before returning the favour, almost knocking Madison from her feet. Madison charges forward and spears Sara to the floor. The two roll around the outside mat hitting each other with left and right fists. Smokey Green: Stop it, stop it! Johnny V: No, don't stop it! Pull each oithers clothes off! Smokey Green: I'll pretend you didn't say that... Johnny V: Then I'll say it again. Smokey Green: LOOK! Johnny V: What? What am I looking for? Smokey Green: On the ramp! Shyne and Silkk come charging down the ramp to a load of cheers. They run around the side of the ring and pull the two girls off of each other. Johnny V: Those two bastards! They hold both womens arms back and begin to separate them as we cut to a commercial break. |
Written By Blade |
Title: None Match Type: Singles Joseph Storm vs. Drake |
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The bell rings as Drake and Joseph Storm pace the
ring, they meet in the middle and wrap up. Drake gets the upper hand
and takes Storm down with a headlock takedown. Storm pops back up and
ducks a clothesline from Drake, Drake turns around and Storm hits Drake
with a DDT. Drake pops up and is met with a standing drop kick by
Storm. Storm goes after Drake and leans to pick him up but Drake rolls
and stands up. Drake grabs Storm and lifts him up vertical and delivers
a Vertical Suplex. Drake stands up and Storm clutches his back. Drake
grabs Storm by his short hair and lifts him up, Storm's face wincing in
pain. Drake delivers a forearm to the back of Storm's head sending him
stumbling. Drake follows up with a bulldog. Drake stomps Storm hard a
few times before Storm rolls away. Storm makes his way to his feet and
ducks another attempted clothesline. Storm catches Drake from the back
of the head and delivers a neckbreaker. Storm stands up as Drake sits
up clutching his head, Storm runs into the ropes, comes back and
delivers a dropkick to Drake's head. Drake holds his head as he rolls
around. Storm taunts the crowd, giving Drake enough time to stand.
Drake charges and throws his shoulder into the back of Storm's knee,
sending his chin falling into the ropes and bouncing off. Drake grabs
Storm's ankle and applies a firm ankle lock. Storm screams out in pain.
Storm grabs the ropes eventually but Drake doesnt release the hold as
Storm continues to scream. The ref starts warning Drake and at the last
minute, Drake yanks Storm off of the ropes and lets him go. Drake beats
his chest savagely and catches a dirty glance from Stanley Richards.
Drake quickly stops and kicks Storm in the ribs as Storm struggles to
get up, sending him right back down on the mat. Drake runs into the
ropes, comes back and drops a knee right into the back of Storm. Storm
rolls holding his back. Drake picks Storm up and throws an uppercut
into his jaw causing him to stumble, following up with a short arm
clothesline. Drake picks Storm up and attempts to suplex him again but
Storm reverses, lands on his feet, and delivers a suplex of his own.
Storm hops up on one of the ropes, springboards off and hits a plancha.
Storm covers.
1 2..KICKOUT! Drake sits up as Storm gets a little frustrated and turns his attention away from Drake, Drake gets up and whips Storm around, and delivers another DDT. Drake hops up and Storm slowly gets to his feet. Drake delivers a vicious clothesline and Storm goes down hard. Drake runs into the ropes, comes back and hits a leg drop on Storm's throat. Storm clutches his throat as he rolls around. Drake picks Storm up, throws a jab to his face, hooks his head and leg and delivers a Fisherman's Suplex. Storm lays there as Drake stands up and motions for the match to end. Drake lifts him up, sets him up but Storm wiggles out of it. Storm pushes Drake into the turnbuckle, Drake staggers out backwards and is met with a German Suplex but Storm holds on. Storm delivers 3 more German Suplexes before releasing Drake. Drake lays there as Storm does too from exhaustion. Both men slowly get back to their feet. Storm charges Drake but Drake sidesteps barely and delivers a drop toe hold. Drake lifts Storm up, wraps him up, and delivers an Evenflow DDT! Drake covers Storm. 1 2... THR...SHOULDER UP! Drake is in disbelief as he stands up and starts yelling out in rage. Stanley yells at him to calm down and he slowly regains his composure. He turns around as Storm gets to his feet. Storm charges, Drake ducks, and Storm wheels around, Drake tries to deliver a heel kick, but Storm ducks it, grabs Drake by the inner thigh, lifts him up and delivers a modified Powerbomb. Storm stumbles back but catches himself on the ropes. Storm sees his chance to capitalize and grabs Drake's legs, and locks in THE QUALITY CONTROL! Drake writhes in pain as he struggles to get to the ropes but he has no success. All of a sudden the lights go out in the arena and its pitch black. Moments later the lights come back on, there is a casket open on the outside and the inside is full of maggots and Stanley Richards is laid out cold on the outside of the ring and SHYNE is in the ring with a sledgehammer! Shyne charges Storm who still has the hold locked and clocks him in the face with the Sledgehammer. Storm drops to the ground knocked out cold, as Shyne drops the Sledgehammer. Drake hasnt realized what is goin on, He gets to his feet slowly as Shyne waits. The crowds cheers are deafening. Drake turns around and Shyne sets him up and delivers the TIME TO SHYNE! The crowd goes crazy as Shyne picks up a laid out Drake, carries him over to the ropes and lifts him up, and throws him in the Casket as the maggots crawl all over him. Shyne turns around and Stanley Richards is there, Richards throws a punch but Shyne is aware enough to duck it and then hits Stanley Richards with THE TIME TO SHYNE! Shyne lifts a sprawled out Stanley Richards and tosses him on top of Drake in the casket. Shyne leans over the ropes and closes the casket. The crowd goes crazy, the cheers are deafening and the crowd starts to chant his name. SHYNE SHYNE SHYNE Shyne walks over to the bell ringer table and grabs the North American Championship. He gets back in the ring, gets on one of the turnbuckles and holds it up as the Crowd goes crazy again. Shyne's music hits the PA as he hops out of the ring and puts the North American Championship on top of the casket as he walks up the ramp to the back.
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Written By Shyne |
Street Fight!!! Silkk vs. Chris Green!!! |
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Smokey Green: It seems like everyone in the OWF is
stepping it up a notch with the Pay Per View, Retribution right around
the corner Johnny. Johnny V: Of course, this Pay Per View is our second Pay Per View since the OWF opened. And I'll tell you what Smokey, alot of upstart organizations NEVER make it to a second. Hell, no one thought WE would make it to a second PPV. Well, just like Steve Young, and the National Sports Media talking shit on the Pittsburgh Steelers, ALL of the haters can go and eat some Crow! Whether it's well done, or medium rare, I don't give a damn! Smokey Green: That was good Johnny! And we here at the OWF would like to extend our congratulations to the Pittsburgh Steelers for winning their 5th Super Bowl, and especially MVP Hines Ward. But also, to give credit to the Seattle Seahawks for a great season. Johnny V: Yeah, hey you think Bryan Tann was allowed to watch the Super Bowl in his hospital bed in Pittsburgh? Smokey Green: That's not funny Johnny V. The owner has been away from the company for over a month now thanks to those bastards in Static, specifically Chris Green! Johnny V: Yeah well... Smokey Green: Hold on, we're getting word...The Street Fight has begun!!! Johnny V: Already? I thought it wasn't until later! The cameras quickly pan back to the backstage area, and Silkk has Chris Green by the hair and rams him into the food table in the back. Green bounces off the table holding his head in pain staggering away from Silkk who looks to be out for blood. Silkk then drills Green in the back with a hard forearm shot that drops Green to his knees. Silkk quickly moves to the front of Green and drills him with a hard right hand to Green's face, dropping him to the floor. Green tries crawling away from Silkk who simply picks up a nearby tray of freshly baked Italian buns. Silkk: YEAH MOTHA FUCKA!! YOU WANT SOMETHIN TA EAT BITCH?! Silkk drops the whole tray of buns on Green and then slams the platter down on his chest as Green clutches at his chest rolling back to his stomach, and going to his knees. Silkk makes his way over to Green who quickly catches Silkk with a low blow deflating Silkk's sail! Johnny V: AND THE WORLD CHAMPION IS BACK IN CONTROL SMOKEY! Smokey Green: Chris Green IS NOT The OWF World Heavyweight Champion Johnny, you know that! Johnny V: Isn't he Smokey? Isn't he? Smokey Green: You're retarded! Green makes his way to his feet and plants a well placed right hand to Silkk's jaw, but the larger Silkk is only staggered. Green then drills him with another hard right hand, and once again the big man barely budges. Green then quickly rakes Silkk's eyes, and then picks up a cookie platter and drills Silkk in the head! Silkk is staggering, but is still on his feet! Green then takes a few steps back and charges at Silkk, AND SILKK SIDE STEPS SENDING GREEN INTO THE FOOD TABLE AGAIN! Silkk drops down to a knee however from the exchange, and as he makes his way back to his feet, Green drills him in the head with the coffee maker!! Silkk drops down to the ground after that! Green then pours himself a cup of coffee and spits it on Silkk. Chris Green: FUCKIN DECAF!! Green gets up off of the table and makes his way over to Silkk and kicks him HARD in the ribs. Silkk clutches up and falls to his side holding his ribs in pain. Green then stands over Silkk with a smirk holding his arms up high in the air as if he's victorious. We can hear the crowd in the arena booing loudly. Smokey Green: Look at that cocky son-of-a-bitch! Johnny V: Smokey, if you were Chris Green, you'd be cocky too. You'd have EVERY SINGLE RIGHT to be! The guy is great! Look at him! Green looks down at Silkk beginning to taunt him with little slaps to his head as Silkk is trying to get to his knees to make his way to his feet. As Silkk starts to get to his feet, Green kicks him HARD in the ribs again. Green looks down at Silkk. Chris Green: C'mon Silkk! C'mon Carrington! YOU AIN'T SHIT! YOU'RE A JOKE! YOU'RE MINE AT THE PAY PER VIEW YOU SON OF A.... Green couldn't get anything out as Silkk like a man possessed charged Green, ramming him hard into a wall and throwing viscious rights and lefts to Green's ribs, and then catching him with a HARD right hand to the face, dropping him to the ground! The arena crowd can be heard going nuts as Silkk looks like a man possessed! He pulls Green up quickly and slams him up against the wall again before grabbing his shirt and pulling it over his head, "jerseying" Green and throwing a brutal flurry of uppercuts to Green while his shirt is over his head! Silkk is about to connect with another when suddenly Amaru and Shaun Stewart appear on the scene! Amaru grabs Silkk from behind, and Stewart drills him with a hard right hand to the ribs! The Tag Team Champions then begin to hammer away on Silkk. Smokey Green: And here's the numbers game! Thank God this can't happen at the Pay Per View! Static I swear are nothing more than common thugs! Johnny V: Hey, if Silkk hadn't been such a fuck head to everyone that came his way, he'd have back up! Its a Street Fight Smokey! No rules! ANYONE can get involved! Amaru and Stewart continue stomping the hell out of Silkk as he's just trying to cover up. Chris Green is back up directing traffic with a sick grin on his face. Suddenly, Green's look of cockiness fades to shock as suddenly, from out of nowhere, SHYNE AND MARCUS KEENE ARRIVE ON THE SCENE! Keene begins working over Shaun Stewart, and Shyne grabs Amaru from behind and rams him head long into the wall! The Tag Champions and their challengers begin brawling leaving Silkk and Green all alone. Green quickly rushes in, trying to keep the upper hand on Silkk. As he charges in on Silkk, Silkk explodes up, spearing Green to the floor! Silkk stands straight up holding his ribs in pain. He gives the signal for the Drive By! Smokey Green: He's calling for it Johnny! You know what this means! Johnny V: No! It can't be! Where the hell did Keene and Shyne come from!? This isn't their business! Smokey Green: It's a Street Fight Johnny! No rules! ANYONE can get involved! Silkk gets Green up onto his shoulders, ready to plant Green into the concrete, Dude Job rushes up and drills Silkk with a chair! Silkk drops Green to the ground as Dude Job begins to pound away on Silkk!! Smokey Green: Where the hell did Dude Job come from?! Johnny V: Does this mean he's a member of Static?! YEAH! LOOK AT THE SHIRT SMOKEY! SILKK'S A LOSER AGAIN! Dude Job begins pounding away on Silkk as Green starts to slowly make his way to his feet. Suddenly we hear the sound of a Fire Extinguisher going off and we can't see jack shit! We can hear the sounds of people grunting out in pain, and the sound of the extinguisher fades out. Smokey Green: What the hell was that?! Johnny V: We can't see a damn thing! C'mon lets' get that crap cleared out! As the mist fades out, Chris Green is starting to make his way to his feet as it looks like he got clocked in the head. Dude Job is on the ground with his shirt over his head and Silkk is nowhere to be seen! Smokey Green: Where the hell is Silkk!? The OWF cameraman starts to pan around trying to find "The Bout It One", and Green is looking around as Dude Job gets back to his feet. Chris Green: Where the fuck is my belt?! WHERE IS IT GODDAMMIT! C'mon Dude help me find it! The two start looking around almost frantically for the OWF World Title belt. Smokey Green: What in the hell is going on here?! Where is Silkk? Johnny V: Where in the hell is the World Title Belt!? Smokey Green: I have no clue Johnny, all I know is that not only has Silkk disappered but... Suddenly, "Fireman" by Lil Wayne hits over the PA and the crowd ERUPTS as Silkk steps out from the back with the OWF World Heavyweight Title around his weist, and Madison Divera by his side with a fire extinguisher in her hands! The crowd is going INSANE as Silkk makes his way down to the ring side area. Smokey Green: HE ONE UPPED GREEN! SILKK HAS OUT SMARTED CHRIS GREEN!!! Johnny V: That damn theif! Smokey Green: What the hell are you talking about?! Johnny V: He stole Chris Green's World Title! And Madison Divera...she's an accomplice! ARREST THOSE TWO! Smokey Green: Silkk has been a victim of the numbers game, and all of Chris Green's devious planning, and now he's been outsmarted! He deserves it! Silkk enters the ring with a mic in hand. "The Bout It One" Michael "Silkk" Carrington: Yo, Chris...you uh...missin somethin? The crowd pops loudly as the cameras backstage show that Chris Green is at a monitor seeing what's going on in the ring. "The Bout It One" Michael "Silkk" Carrington: You see Green, since you Static bitches showed up here in MY stomping grounds, you have done your best to get the best of me. You've done your best to say how I ain't shit, to say how I don't deserve shit. Ya'll motha fuckas been doin your best to fuck with me since it's 3 on 1. Well, I sat and I thought about it. And ya know what Green? It's not cuz you think I ain't shit that you and your little girlfriends, and that piece of shit Dude Job with you now try to fuck with me. IT'S BECAUSE YOU CHRIS GREEN ARE SCARED AS HELL OF THE "BOUT IT ONE"!! The crowd pops loudly. "The Bout It One" Michael "Silkk" Carrington: Well now, I've got the power. This belt that you been jackin off too since you broke your leg, IS NOW IN MY HANDS! And come Sunday Night, in Los Angeles, California at Retribution, in the Hell in a Cell, you're going to catch Carrington Fever boy! HOLLA BITCH! "Fireman" by Lil Wayne hits over the PA as Chris Green looks to be seething at the monitor. Silkk has a cocky look on his face as he pulls Madison close to him. They look up to the OWF Tron that by now is showing Chris Green on it, and Silkk is just laughing at Green. The two then exit the ring, and exit through the crowd. Smokey Green: Man oh man, the Main Event at Retribution is going to be HUGE! Chris Green, Michael Carrington, The OWF World Heavyweight Title Johnny! Johnny V: I still can't believe Silkk pulled that crap! I....holy hell Chris Green is going to beat his ass in the cage! Smokey Green: Silkk used his head and he outsmarted Chris Green, simple as that. WAY TO GO SILKK!
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Written By Bryan Tann |
