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The OWF logo appears up on the screen, before "My Plague" hits over the PA's sound system speakers. The logo quickly disappears and we cut to our arena for Tuesday Night Terror: AJ Palumbo Center in Pittsburgh, once again. Pyros start to explode from the titantron as the camera sweeps through the fans, quickly. We cut to our commentators desk, quickly...
Smokey Green: Ladies and gentlemen, hello...and welcome to OWF!
Dave Rage: This week we get to see many of OWF's elite superstars in the heat of the action, with Michael Law taking on Ice, Insomnia taking on The Bard, High Roller making his first defence of the Full Throttle title against Ghost...but our main event certainly over shadows that...
Johnny V: Hmph...
Dave Rage: Riiiiight. Well, the main event sees Seth Price defend his North American title against both Victor Kraze and Sahara Ferris...who last week showed impressive form as they teamed up to get rid of Seth and his bodyguards, the Page brothers.
Smokey Green: Indeed...we have an amazing show on offer this week. Talking of amazing shows, last week at the Tuesday Night Terror event, we all witnessed many unbelieveable feats...
Dave Rage: We certainly did, Green...we saw High Roller win the first OWF Full Throttle title, we saw Victor Kraze prove that he is a top prospect in the ranks by dismantling Chaos Blud, we saw Christina Goode take out Eight Ball, we saw Silkk take out Bane...but none of those matches have become the main focus point of the fans or the members of the roster. It was announced that the main event would in fact come down to Nathan Gray versus K-Nyne...but what wasn't announced that that the match was for the OWF World Heavyweight title...and as I'm sure everyone will have witnessed, K-Nyne came out on top, becoming the second World champion since OWF's rebirth.
Smokey Green: And I must say, it was a brutally fought out contest and the result was thoroughly deserved...K-Nyne worked his ass off out there...and if anything, Nathan Gray's ego gave him the disadvantage out there, as K-Nyne gave him a wake up call which he'll never forget.
Dave Rage: I totally agree with you...and I enjoyed watching the match, as did everyone who attended the event last week, in this same arena.
Johnny V: What the..? Are you two totally retarded? Listen to you..."K-Nyne deserved it." What do you know? Did you see that pathetic man out there? He was like a wounded animal...no, not even an animal. He was a piece of meat being chewed on, then spat out.
Smokey Green: K-Nyne dominated out there, everyone saw it. You're just bitter because you counted K-Nyne out...and he surprised you, along with the majority of the roster.
Johnny V: Don't talk crap, Green. I wasn't wrong, I said K-Nyne was out-matched...he just...he...he brawled out a win. It wasn't pretty and it definately isn't what OWF needs right now. We need a real champion, someone who will not only kick ass, but also look good while doing it. K-Nyne is trailer trash...and I don't think he deserves to even be in OWF, yet alone be the OWF World Heavyweight champion.
Dave Rage: You're always the one to say the opposite of us, Johnny...I think Bryan Tann only has you here because you bring contrast to us...even although you're wrong ninety nine percent of the time.
Johnny V: I'm wrong? Hell no, you're wrong, Dave! I'm always right...and last week you guys only managed to out-smart me by a piece of luck. And just for the record...I'm here because I don't sound like an idiot. You two are here for comic relief, placing faith in idiots like that K-Nyne. Me...well, I'm better than that. I look at the statistics and I'm realistic.
Smokey Green: Well, being realistic didn't seem to work last week...I remember you said that K-Nyne would be broken in half...and mauled...and dismantled...and...
Johnny V: Shut up already...
The lights in the arena dim as the fans fall into a hushed silence. A soft beat is played through the sound system as the fans begin to wonder who it is about to make an appearance.
Dave Rage: No more time for arguing...it looks like we may be getting come action in here, at last! We may have another new superstar to add to Bryan Tanns new era of OWF!
The commentators microphones are cut as words are spoken through the PA's surrounding speakers...
Its been a long time...
You can hate me now...but I won't stop now...
The moment that those words are spoken for the beginning of the chorus, the lights instantly re-light up and the arena explodes in cheers as K-Nyne walks out from behind the titantron curtain. He has his OWF World Heavyweight title over his shoulder as he talks trash to the fans. He is wearing a pair of ice white S.Carter sneakers, with some black jeans and a white shirt with "You Can Hate Me Now" written on it with black text with a blue shadow. On his head he has a black beanie hat with blue stitching and "Soldier" written in white text. K-Nyne looks around at the fans for a few seconds, before making his way down the ramp and towards the ring as the ring announcer, Damien Scott, brings his mic up to his lips.
Damien Scott: Ladies and gentlemen...now making his way to the ring...all the way from Detroit, Michigan...standing at five feet, eight inches tall and weighing in at one hundred and eighty one pounds...the Outsider Wrestling Federation World Heavyweight champion...KKKKKKK-NYYYYYYYYNE!
K-Nyne reaches the end of the ramp, before climbing up the steel steps. He looks out at the fans as some more camera flashes are seen. He then climbs through the ring ropes and makes his way across the ring. He climbs up the opposite turnbuckle and pulls his title belt from his shoulder. He holds it out to his side and points at it with his spare hand while he talks some more trash. The fans in the arena love it, as they explode in cheers and the camera is virtually blinded by camera flashes. K-Nyne then hops down from the turnbuckle and takes the mic from the ring announcer. The ring announcer than climbs through the ring ropes and goes and sits on his steel chair, next to the bell boy. K-Nyne looks around at the fans, then looks at his OWF World Heavyweight title belt. He slowly raises the mic up to his lips...
K-Nyne: You know...shit just keeps gettin' better and better for me...
The fans cheer at this small comment, which just shows how tightly K-Nyne has got them tied around his fingers.
K-Nyne: I mean...I came here a nobody...I came here as nothin' more than a reject...from NWA: FTW. Thats all that history will see...that's all people will hear about in the years to come...whether or not the federation was corrupt or not. I came here and I had to start over...I had to wipe my slate clean...and start re-buildin' everythin' I'd already started. I had to go back to square one...and destroy it...so that I could re-take that first step...and re-establish myself in the game. I had to take a step back in order to step forward...and hell, there is a sayin' which goes..."you reap what you sow." I've earned my right to be standin' before y'all as the champion...I've stepped up to the plate and I've taken down the supposed top man in OWF. My critics can't say shit about that...no one can. Nathan Gray can't say shit about me, neither...'cause I stood against the odds and I took everythin' he had...and when it was all said and done, I stepped up to the plate and I proved that not only am I...a top contender in OWF...but that I am also the best wrestler in OWF right now. Nathan thought he was better than me 'cause he put me over the top rope in the rumble when I was distracted...but I proved that he won that match through pure luck. I used my aggression to push through the pain barrier while he was tryin' push me around out there...the beast within me just came out, askin' for more from him...needin' more from him. When he'd given all he could, which wasn't a hell-of-alot...thats when I brought out my A-game...and crushed that muhfucker.
K-Nyne pulls the title from his shoulder and stares at it. Some fans cheer, while others remain silent, wanting to know what else the newly crowned champion has to say.
K-Nyne: So...this is what it's all about? This is what people fight their whole careers...just tryin'a get? A piece of gold stuck on a piece of leather? No...they don't fight for the belt...they fight for what it represents. I am now...the face of OWF. At least, thats what I'm supposed to be...but I'll be straight with you all...I don't feel no different. I mean, it was a match which if I had have lost it...it would have broken my career in OWF down...I'd never have got off of the bottom of this federation...but all the same...I aint really done shit except prove what I knew all along. I don't feel like I've accomplished anythin'...at least not yet. I said it last week, Gray was a paper champion who never deserved this title...and for as long as he would have the title...it wouldn't mean shit. It would fall in value...it would be diminished. It turns out...that I was given the chance last week...to do somethin' about this. I went into that match for the OWf title, without my knowin'...Tann wanted to see if I'd fight my way through Nathan just for the sake of doin' it...and I did. Now, everyone has been sayin' that Silkk didn't deserve the number one contenders shot 'cause Cameron Frost had it...then bailed on OWF. Silkk has been hated on 'cause he was moved up the foodchain...but look at me now. I've leapt up the ladder and now I'm the champion...I aint gonna get cocky over this shit. Silkk will get his World Heavyweight title shot...and even more importantly...he'll get it against a real champion. See, I'm the real deal now...people who doubted me must not be able to do the same right now...at least, not at the same level. I've proven that what I lack physically, I make up mentally...so I dont wanna hear no more bitches sayin' "he's shorter than me" or "I'm stronger than him." It don't matter to me whether you're eight feet tall or weigh six hundred pounds...I'm not gonna fear no man. I'm realistic over this shit...I know that I'm gonna lose some fights...some battles just arent meant to be won...but I'm gonna look at the big picture...and I promise y'all that I'm gonna win the wars!
K-Nyne smirks as this gets yet another cheer from the fans.
K-Nyne: Now...tonight...I've got me a lil' announcement that I'm gonna make...see, I've had this week off...not 'cause I wanted it off...but because I was asked to take it off. Next week...I get to face the opponent of my choice...an opponent who has also been turnin' heads...and makin' all of the right moves...
The fans cheer, before waiting anxiously for the answer...
K-Nyne: And that person...is...going to be announced at the end of the show...
K-Nyne smirks, before turning around to face another set of fans.
K-Nyne: Now...I promise y'all that you'll like my decision...so stay tuned to this shit...'cause OWF is about to get a whole lot better. Everyone in the back had better take notice, 'cause tha dogs off tha chain...so they should consider themselves warned, ya heard me? There aint nothin' or no one that I'm gonna back down from...I promise.
With that, "Hate Me Now" by Nas re-hits over the sound system speakers. K-Nyne looks around at the fans, before tossing the mic out into one of the stands. He then climbs through the ring ropes nearest the titantron and drops down to the floor. The commentators mic are put back on as he hangs his title over his shoulder and he walks up the ramp, clapping hands with various fans who reach out towards him.
Smokey Green: Well...what do you two make of that?
Dave Rage: Hell, K-Nyne won the title fair and square...we'll just see if his mouth is writing cheques that his ass can't cash.
Johnny V: Of course he is! Look at it this way...if K-Nyne really does want to choose a real competitor...then he'll get his ass handed to him on a plate. He isn't anything special in the ring...in fact, he isn't anything special at all.
Smokey Green: Well...I think he'll make the right choice later on...
Johnny V: What? Leave the country and never come back?
Smokey Green: Uhhh...no...but I'm looking forward to finding out who he chooses. Will it be Silkk? Will K-Nyne call his own friend out for a fight, next week?
Dave Rage: Only time will tell, I guess...
On reaching the titantron, K-Nyne turns around, raising his arm, before turning and walking through the titantron curtain.
Smokey Green: We'll be back after this quick commercial break, folks...
The scene slowly fades out, to black...
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As soon as Michael Law and Ice get in the ring the bell rings. Ice grabs Law's arm by the wrist. Ice twists Law's arm over Ice's head and spins it around. Ice can take Law to the mat if he spins their arm with enough force. Law is on his back; Ice grabs Law by his legs and hooks both feet with his arms. Ice falls backwards, pulling Law off the mat and shooting him over Ice's body into the ring ropes. Ice bends his knees as Law rebounds and falls backwards. Law then lands with the small of his back on Ice's knees. Law gets up. Ice lifts Law up across his shoulders so Law is lying across Ice's shoulders. Ice has one of Law's legs hook and is cradling his neck with his free arm. Ice falls to the side, which Law's head is on and releases Law's legs, dropping Law head first to the mat. As Law gets up, dizzy, Ice goes behind him. Ice stands behind Law. Ice reaches under one of Law's arms with one hand and places it behind Law's neck. Ice uses his free arm to reach across Law's body and grab Law's arm, which is on the same side as the arm Ice, is apply the half nelson. Ice pulls Law's arm across his face and locks their hands around Law's neck. Ice charges forward and drive Law�s face first into the mat.
Smokey Green: "Can anyone here count how many brain cells Law just lost in that one move?"
Johnny V: "He has a brain? Holy shit!"
Dave Rage: "Must you be 'the asshole' of every group you�re in?"
Ice picks up Law. Ice bends a victim over and applies a standing head scissors and grabs Law around the waist. Ice lifts Law up so he is over Ice's shoulder. From there, Ice places both his arms under the arms of Law and extends his arms out as far as he can. Ice pulls down on Law's upper body, flipping Law's body over so he is falling face first towards the mat. On the way down, Ice hooks Law's head in a front face lock and falls to the mat, driving Law head first into the mat. Ice is taking full control of this match. He picks up Law from behind. Ice stands behind Law and applies an inverted face lock. Ice quickly releases his grip on the face lock and turns one hundred and eighty degrees towards Law with his far arm. Ice drives his elbow into Law's chest and drives them down to the mat back first. Law is on his back on the mat. Ice jumps up and puts both boots over Law's eyes and scrapes him with the sole of his feet as Ice's feet slide to the mat. Ice places victim's head in a standing head scissors. Ice drops down to his knees and drives Law face first to the mat. Ice goes for the pin.
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Johnny V: "Come on Law! Don't let that cockroach looking shitbag take this one away from you!"
Dave Rage: "Johnny, an advice if you will. Get a life."
Smokey Green: "Dave is right."
Ice is frustrated but refuses to give up. He starts stomping on Law�s chest. He soon stops but the damage is already done. As Law tries to get up he is coughing up blood. Law is bent over; Ice places one leg over the back of Law's neck and jumps up, using his weight to drive Law face first into the mat. Ice picks Law up as Law is completely suffering. Ice applies a front face lock on Law and throws Law's near arm across his shoulders. Ice grabs Law's tights and lifts him straight up in the air so he is upside down. Ice drops Law's body forward in front of his body at an angle. As Law falls the mat, Ice kneels down and drops Law stomach first across Ice's knee. Ice stands face to face with Law and places one arm across Law's chest. Ice steps behind Ices body and places his hip directly behind and against Law's hip on the same side. Ice pulls Law with the arm that he has hooked him with over his hip and bends over, throwing Law over so he lands face first on the mat. Ice decides to pin him. The referee slides to the floor raising his arm to count.
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The referee signals for the bell to be rung. Ice stands up and celebrates his victory. He clearly pulled out all the stops tonight and worked his ass off. Hopefully he will do as well in the future but right now he is celebrating his win.
Johnny V: "Wow, the little ugly fucker won after all. Amazing."
Dave Rage: "What a great victory, Law is usually a hard opponent to beat."
Smokey Green: "I don�t know what happened to Law but one man�s loss is another man�s gain."
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Johnny V: "Here we are the ladies match�Wahoo!"
Smokey Green: "Don�t get to excited, they would probably throw you out like yesterdays trash."
Dave Rage: "Wow, you�ve been dissed!"
Johnny V: "So harsh..."
"Till I Collapse" By Eminem blasts the speaks in the arena as the lovely Christina Goode heads out onto the ramp. The fans are going crazy for the oh so friendly diva.
Kellie Mewes: "Weighing at 130 lbs, from Detroit, Michigan�Christina Goode!"
Christina touches the hands of her fans as she walks down the ramp and slides into the ring. Christina lifts her arms up in favor of the people and smiles. But as Christina does that "My Humps" By Black Eyed Peas hits the speakers, and Madison Divera walks out on to the ramp and stands there for a few short moments.
Dave Rage: "She doesn�t look happy!"
Smokey Green: "PMS!"
Dave Rage: "Ha! Ha! Ha! Could be you never know."
Johnny V: "She never normally looks like that!"
Dave Rage: "Yeah she sure is a nice piece of ass!"
Madison Divera walks down the ramp, the fans start to cheer but all she does is look at them with a mean face.
Kellie Mewes: "Weighing at 142 lbs from London, Ontario, Canada�.Madison Divera!"
Madison walks up the steel stairs and she slides under the bottom rope and slides into the ring on her feet as she stands up fully. She looks at Christina and smirks.
Johnny V: "Christina doesn�t look to happy to see Madison."
Dave Rage: "Who is to blame her, Madison is one mean girl!"
The ref calls for a bell, and Madison starts off the match with a back arm smack to Christina�s chest. Christina flies backwards to the ropes and Madison grabs her right arm and flings her back into the middle of the ring. Christina gets ready to counter as Madison starts to head over to Christina. They both lock arms, and Christina grabs Madison�s hair and pulls back as Madison�s leans her head backwards, she lifts up her foot and drives it right into Christina�s stomach. Then Madison gets back to her original state and when Christina wasn�t paying attention she punches her smack dab in the face. Christina stumbles back once again and Madison backs up a bit and she runs towards Christina and lands her with a clothesline, and Christina falls to the matt.
Johnny V: "Nice one Madison."
Dave Rage: "Yeah! She really handle Christina there."
Madison looks down at Christina and she raises her arms up in the air and the fans boo her like crazy. Madison smiles and grabs Christina by the hair and pulls her to her feet. As she pulls Christina to her feet. Christina spins out of the lock Madison has on her hair and she winds up for a spinning heel kick, but Madison reverses it and grabs her ankle and throws her leg to the matt. Christina fumbles a bit and then Madison gets ready for her finisher the Madison Avenue (Power bomb), then rolls Christina up for the pin...
The ref counts...
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Smokey Green: "And the winner by pin fall is Madison Divera."
Johnny V: "Boo Ya!"
Commercial break.
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Insomina makes his entrance and as he goes to get into the ring, The Bard kicks him in the mid-section. Insomina drops down onto one knee in the ring, as his music cuts, and the ref calls for the bell. The Bard grabs Insomina and shoves him back against the ropes unleashing with rapid kicks to the mid-section. Insomina steps away and The Bard drops down onto all fours. Insomina kicks him in the side hard causing The Bard to sit up on his knees. Insomina grabs The Bard and goes to send him into the ropes but The Bard reverses sending Insomina into the ropes. Insomina comes off the ropes and The Bard hits him with a back elbow. The Bard then grabs Insomina and sends him into a corner hard. Insomina slumps down in the corner. The Bard unleashes with furious stomp on The Bard�s shoulders and upper body. The Bard then grabs Insomina and shoves him back into the corner, hitting him with rights and lefts. The Bard grabs Insomina and whips him into the opposite corner. Insomina comes out of the opposite corner and The Bard hits him with a lou thez press. The Bard then hits him with rights to the side of the head.
The Bard stands up and taunts the crowd as Insomina pushes himself onto all fours. The Bard then turns around and kicks Insomina in the side. The Bard grabs Insomina and shoves him back into a corner. The Bard kicks Insomina in the mid-section a few times. Insomina again slumps down in the corner, and Tony again unleashes with a furious stomp to Insomina�s shoulders and upper body. The Bard then grabs Insomina by his leg and pulls him out of the corner. The Bard goes to lock on a boston crab and Insomina kicks The Bard off. Insomina scrambles to his feet as The Bard unleashes with rights and lefts. Insomina�s lip gets busted open from one of the shots. Insomina blocks one of The Bard's rights and fires back with rights and lefts of his own. Insomina then kicks The Bard in the mid-section. The Bard doubles over in pain. Insomina quickly grabs The Bard and hits him with a DDT. Insomina then goes for a pin but only gets a two count as The Bard gets his shoulder up. Insomina grabs The Bard and sends him into the ropes. The Bard comes off the ropes and Insomina goes for the spear but The Bard dodges it. Insomina turns around and is kicked in the mid-section. The Bard goes for the Complete Works but Insomina quickly blocks it, countering it into a inside cradle. The Bard is able to kick out at the count of two. Both are on their feet at the same time. Insomina and The Bard stare each other down. Insomina and The Bard circle each other a couple of times and lock up. Insomina quickly hits a jump swinging DDT on The Bard. Insomina goes for another pin as The Bard is now bleeding from his forehead kicks out. Both are on their feet at the same time. They both begin exchange to rights and lefts. The Bard gets the upper hand grabbing Insomina and sending him into the ropes. Insomina comes off the ropes and ducks a close line. The Bard turns around and is hit with THE SLEEPLESS NIGHT. Insomina falls on The Bard and the ref starts to count... 1...
Insomina rolls off The Bard and looks him while he is laid out on the mat�.and the fans are going crazy�.and Insomina hand is raised by the ref. |
Written By Michael 'Sillk' Carrington |
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AOD starts off with a right hand to the face of Stewart. He then irish whips stewart to the ropes and charges at him and connects with a clothesline. Stewart gets up and shakes off the clothesline. He grapples AOD into a belly-to-belly suplex.
And a pin.
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Stewart picks AOD up and pulls off an astonishing DDT. Stewart climbs up to the top rope. Shooting Star Leg Drop. And he missed. AOD rolls over and gets up. He picks Stewart up off of the ground. Snap suplex. AOD climbs to the top rope. Dynamic Dynamite hits Aod from behind with a Steel Chair. The Bell rings. Winner by disqualification AOD!! |
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Ghost Vs. High Roller (c) |
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Johnny V: �Now the new Full Throttle Champion will be defending his championship against Ghost!�
Dave Rage: "Yeah, I bet he�s going to make Ghost look like a fool!"
Smokey Green: "Harsh."
Johnny V: "It�s true though."
HR�s music hits and he comes out onto the ramp holding his nice and shiny non-blood stained Full Throttle titles on his shoulder. He walks down the ramp.
Kellie Mewes: "Entering the ring at 250 lbs, from Sydney, Australia the Full Throttle Champion himself High Roller!"
HR steps up the metal stairs and he enters the ring. He hands his title to the ref as he places it to the sides. Marcus�s music hits and he runs down the ramp.
Kellie Mewes: "Rushing into the ring at 250 lbs from Carlisle, UK, Marcus formally known as Ghost."
Marcus jumps into the ring and heads right over to HR for an assault but HR moves out of the way and Marcus flies head first into the turnbuckle. Ghost bounces back from the impact and lands on his back in the ring holding his face in pain as the fans start to laugh the ref calls for the bell.
Smokey Green: "What an idiot!"
Dave Rage: "You�re telling me. He definately is making a fool out of himself."
HR walks over to Marcus who is rolling around in the ring like a little kid and he grabs him by the hair and drags him into the middle of the ring.
Johnny V: "Oh my god! Is Marcus crying?"
Dave Rage: "I think so Johnny V!"
HR gets down on one knee and starts throwing punches to Marcus' face one after the other after the other. Marcus rolls away from him, and HR stands up he walks back over to Marcus and grabs him by the hair again and pulls him to his feet and DDT�s him. HR Then locks Marcus� arm with his and flings him back, making himself fall to the matt to but then he gets up quickly and goes to place his foot on Marcus� chest to taunt to the crowd but again Marcus rolls over and away from HR like a child.
Smokey Green: "He likes to roll over on the mat doesn�t he, what a baby!"
Dave Rage: "Confusing actually, he�s not even putting up a fight."
HR yet again lifts Ghost off of the matt and uses his finisher the Unstoppable (FU) on Marcus and then places a foot on Marcus' chest.
Johnny V: "I think Marcus is knocked out cold."
Ref slides to the matt and starts to count.
1...
Kellie Mewes: "And the winner by pinfall and still the Full Throttle Champion, Highroller."
HR�s music re-hits, the ref hands him the title he rightfully defended and holds it up in the air to the fans, who cheer for him as he slides out of the ring, head up the ramp and backstage.
Smokey Green: That was one awesome match, and we have seen the first Undisputed OWF Full Throttle Champion, High Roller, in action.
Dave Rage: That is right Smokey and what a match it was. Without a doubt it could have been the Main Event for the night. Whats this, the lights are dimming? The Tron has just come on?
Smokey Green: A logo has just come on the Tron it reads "Dark Forces"
Dave Rage: Dark Forces, Dark Forces, yeah now I remember wasn't that a Stable that was once in ASW?
Smokey Green: You might be right... Well here is the answer, Bane and AOD have just hit the ramp and are on their way to ringside.
Dave Rage: The New Champ might be in real trouble now. You do know Bane had applied for a slot in this match tonight for a shot at the title High Roller is now holding. From what I understand Bane was irate when he was bumped from the match to face Silkk the other night.
Smokey Green: If I were High Roller I would slip the ring and get the hell out of Dodge before AOD and Bane enter the ring.
Dave Rage: Too late, AOD and Bane have just slid in, Bane is already eye to eye with High Roller and AOD has slipped behind him to the side.
Smokey Green: Bane and High Roller are passing words back and forth. Damn I wish we had a mic so we could hear what is going on.
Dave Rage: Bane is backing up, looks like it is on! What's this Bane has extended his hand and High Roller has accepted it! AOD has taken something out from a back pocket and is unrolling it?
Smokey Green: It is a Dark Forces T-shirt and High Roller is slipping it on! Ladies and Gentlemen we have our first Stable formed in OWF since it reopened Dark Forces. This could really mean trouble for some of the solo Superstars in the back.
Dave Rage: Without a doubt, it could mean a lot of trouble for more then just the solo's in OWF. Lets move on with the show.
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Written By Sahara Ferris & Bane |
Check out the Bible Game on Xbox! As our protagonist Jesus goes through the hard cold dark streets of Jerusalem, kicking ass and taking names. You have to defeat several bosses like Judas, Cesar, and the biggest boss - The Devil. On the way you will receive help from Mary, get laid by Mary Magdeline, and smoke chronic with your disciples. As you go up the ranks of street hustler to King of Jerusalem, you will be on your ultimate goal - To lead the Israelis in taking over Rome!!! The Bible Game is also on Xbox Live: "It's good to pray together."
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The OWF comes back from a commercial break at the downtown jail where Sebastian Stiles is being held for assault and theft. Although Sebastian isn�t being shown on camera somebody with a hood and a trench coat is. This man approaches the front desk of the jail and lowers his hood and reveals himself as�Dominique Summers, Sahara Ferris� ex-manager and best friend.
Dominique Summers: "May I have a visit and word with my good friend Sebastian Stiles."
Police Officer: "Name?"
Dominique Summers: "The name is Dominique Summers!"
Police Officer: "Well Mr. Summers follow me this way"
The Police officer leads the way to Sebastian�s jail cell and unlocks the door to let in Dominique Summers.
Police Officer: "Stiles you have a visitor."
Dominique Summers walks into the jail cell as the Police officer places hand cuffs on Sebastian Stiles and closes then locks the jail cell.
Sebastian: "What the hell are you doing here?"
Dominique Summers: "Same question I ask of your Sebastian."
Sebastian: "It�s none of your business, why don�t you go back to the OWF bitch boy and work for your boss Sahara Ferris."
Dominique Summers: "Well if you didn�t know I was fired. Yesterday!"
Sebastian starts to laugh.
Sebastian: "I knew it was only a matter of time before she realized what a pathetic piece of shit you were."
Dominique Summers: "I wouldn�t be talking so called thief! She�s embarrassed because of you now. She doesn�t know what to think of you, according to her little promo the other day. She�s putting off the vibe that she doesn�t want anything to do with you!"
Sebastian: "Listen buster, stay out of my life."
Dominique Summers: "Aww, how come? I have a lot of plans for your life Sebastian Stiles, and Sahara Ferris�. In the future you won�t want anything to do with your so-called sexy girlfriend because I plan on messing her face up so bad that she even screams when she looks in the mirror!"
Seb bolts up with handcuffs on; he clamps his hands together and cuffs Dom across the face. Dom falls back and he places his hand on his face and when he pulls it away he sees blood from what the handcuffs had caused. Dom starts to get fumed he grabs a pole that was attached to the bed and she attacks Seb with it, smacks dab in the stomach. Seb falls back on his jail cell bed and then as Dom is turned around he lifts his arms up and places them over Dom�s head and around his neck as the hand cuffs are locked on his neck Seb starts to pull and then pulls Dom down and Seb looks him in the eye and laughs as he pulls back again once more he smashes Dom�s head off of his knee, as Dom falls to the floor holding his not reddened neck.
Seb looks around the cell for something else to use and when he spots the plunger for the toilet he smiles evilly but Dom grabs him by the ankle and pulls him down, and as Seb is crashing to the ground he hits his head on the bed post. Dom gets up and he pulls Seb out to the middle of the cell and lifts him to his feet and sets him up for his finisher the Summer�s End (Rock Bottom), but Sebastian reverses it and uses his Make-Over Pedigree on Dom. Dom hits the cement floor, and Seb reaches for the plunger. He heads over to Dom and rolls him over on to his back. He places a foot on his chest; Seb leans over with the plunger and smacks Dom in the face a couple of times. Dom recovers his consciousness and then Seb shoves the plunger in his face and starts to plunge away.
Sebastian: "You smell that Dominique? Yeah, smells like shit doesn�t it? That�s what wrestlers like I do Dom. When we flush the toilets, and it gets clogged because of stupid pieces of shit like you don�t want to leave. We plunge the toilets and flush you again like the crap that you are!"
Seb continues to plunge Dom�s face and Dom struggles to get the plunger off of his face. Finally Seb leaves the plunger stuck to Dom�s face. He then lifts up the toilet seat and then brings Dom over to the toilet, by that time Dom has already removed the plunger. Then Seb grabs Dom by the hair and shoves his face into the toilet and starts to flush it, he then raises his foot and places it on the back of Dom�s head and starts to force it farther into the toilet. Dom lifts his head up a bit grabs Seb by the ankle again and then twists. Seb then spins to the floor. Dom then begins to lift his head out of the toilet but Seb lifts his foot up and slams the toilet seat on his head. Dom starts to get angry again as he jumps up and grabs Seb by the hair this time and almost rips his hair out of his head when he brings him to his feet and smashes his face into the bars of the jail cell, and pushes his face between the bars when the police officer heads around the corner.
Police Officer: "Okay guys, times up!"
Seb and Dom then begin to lock arms when the Police Officer begins to rush over to the cell and rambles with the keys.
Police Officer: "Split it up you two!"
Seb looks up at the police officer distracted. That gives Dom the opportunity to grab the pipe he once had, and smashes Seb across the side of the head with it. Seb falls back to the cell wall. Dom then again tries to hit Seb with the pipe again but Seb grabs the pipe from his hands and whips him in the chest with it. By that time the Police officer opens the cell door and three other police officers show up. All the police officers then separate Dom and Seb, and drags Dom out of the jail.
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Written By Sahara Ferris |
Blazin' Bonds "Blazing your way out to freedom!!!"
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Triple Threat For The North American Title Victor Kraze vs. Sahara Ferris vs. Seth Price (c) |
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We immediately cut to backstage as we see Seth Price walking down the hallway with the championship over his shoulder. He has a cocky smirk on his face but soon a black hand comes across his chest stopping him. Soon the hand comes off and a black guy in black G-Unit hat, black hoody, and black sneakers walks up to him. It�s Shorty.
Seth Price: "What the hell do you want, shit...looking like a fucking Goth?"
Shorty: "I see you must think I give a shit what you say. I don�t give a shit about you nor do the fans. You have not even showed your face all week long but you want to defend the title? Are you kidding me? What have you been smoking? Can I get some? Listen; as far as I�m concerned you are NOT in this main event. In fact I�m going to go, as far as to strip you from your title since you haven�t defended it for an extremely long time but you think you deserve to carry to the ring now? You deserve to be champion now? I don�t think so."
Seth Price: "You can�t just take it away from me."
Shorty: "You know what? You are right. I won�t just take it away from you. I will kick your ass THEN take it away from you."
Shorty kicks Seth in the face and begins to stomp the crap out of him. Shorty picks him up and DDT him on the ground. Shorty then picks up the title and walks off down the corridor. The camera goes back to the ring where Sahara Ferris and Victor Kraze are ready and waiting for Seth Price. All of a sudden �Can�t Deny It� by Fabolous plays as Shorty walks on stage with the title slung over his shoulder. He walks down the ramp and the announcer runs over and gives him a microphone.
Shorty: "You two are probably wondering what I am doing here with the title slung over my shoulder. You are probably wondering what happen to Seth Price. Well Seth Price won�t be making it this evening so it�s down to you two to brawl and see who will come out. Treat this match like losing is not an option since I have decided to make this one, No Disqualification!"
Shorty walks off to the announcer�s table. Shorty grabs Johnny V by the collar and flings him into the audience so then Shorty takes his seat.
Smokey Green: "Well, welcome to the broadcast team Shorty!"
Shorty: "Thanks Smokey, pleasure to be here."
Dave Rage: "No, thank you Shorty...for kicking that ignorant asshole out of here."
Shorty: "No problem."
The match starts as Kraze and Ferris tie up. Kraze slings Ferris into the ropes. As she comes back Kraze kicks her in the face with his boot. She soon gets up and starts delivering kicks to his stomach. She grapples him and hits DDT. As he is trying to get himself together she slides out the ring and grabs a steel chair under the ring. She slides into but Kraze kicks the chair that slams back into her face. She tumbles over the ropes and outside the ring. Kraze jumps outside the ring and lands on his feet. He begins to start stomping on Ferris� head. He continues his relentless attack on her. Soon he picks up the steel chair that also landed outside when she fell over. She soon gets up and backs up to the steel steps when she sees him with the chair. He runs and tries to slam it on her head but she ducks and the chair slams on the steel steps. It had such an impact it bounces back and hits Kraze in the face. He stumbles backwards as Ferris is right behind him. She dropkicks him and he lands face first on the steel steps.
Smokey Green: "Wow, Ms. Ferris is really taking over the match."
Dave Rage: "Yeah, she is sending Kraze and the rest of the male locker room a message not to mess with her."
Shorty: "I can�t lie she got skills."
Ferris grabs the steel chair and slams it on Kraze�s lower back as he is slumped over the steel steps. She continues to do it ruthlessly. Soon she stops and throws the steel chair to the side. She starts making very hard kicks to Kraz�e lower back. He groans in pain. She flings him in the ring and flings the steel chair in the ring also. She gets in the ring and picks him up by his hair. She tries to hit another DDT but he stops her and flings her in the ring. She is met with a strong clothesline. Kraze falls down as he hits the clothesline since a clothesline, believe it or not, takes not only power from your arm but also your back. If your lazy ass was reading this whole paragraph you could see she worked on Kraze�s lower back with a steel chairs and some kicks so now his lower back is hurting him. So they are now both on the mat. Kraze crawls out the ring as Ferris struggles a bit. Kraze looks under the ring where he retrieves none other than the sledgehammer.
Shorty: "Ah shit, this is going to get bloody."
Smokey Green: "Maybe if we duck every time he hits her, our clothes will be okay."
Dave Rage: "Yeah, I�m running pretty low on Tide Bleach anyway."
He gets up and gets in the ring with his sledgehammer. He raises it up and gets ready to strike Ferris right in the head but she has the steel chair in hand again. He is now running towards her but she flings the chair up and as the chair is in mid-air she kicks it. The chair flies right into the face of Kraze making him fall down from impact. She grabs the sledgehammer as he gets up slowly. He slumps over the turnbuckle a little. She raises the sledgehammer and brings it right down on his lower back. No man should ever hear such a scream MUCH MORE scream like that. He is stumbling around as Ferris gets on the turnbuckle. As he stumbles closer to her, she jumps off and hits the �Whip Smack� (top rope hurricanarane)! She then pins him.
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Shorty gets up with the title and a microphone then slides into the ring. The crowd after cheering loudly quiets down.
Shorty: "Our new North American champion and one of the most beautiful women to grace the OWF ring, Sahara Ferris!!!"
Everyone cheers as Shorty hands Sahara the North American championship. She holds it up high and smiles as fans continues to cheer extremely loud. Shorty stands by clapping his hands. As OWF ends happily, scenes fade.
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Written By Shorty |