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Once a year we are graced with an event so spectacular... Your graced with clips of the past clash of champions. So amazing.. That it defies all odds! Jaypac diving from the top of a cell and landing in the crowd ontop of Agent oo6. "Oh MY GOD! JAYPAC HES IN THE CROWD!" Toby Wilks is the voice you hear in the background. Suddenly a mellow beat begins as "Begin Again" by Shinedown plays. Where heads clash and champions collide.. "Jesse Williams might have broken his neck!" You see Jesse Williams suplexed from the top of the OWFtron and land on the metal stage below. It can only be... Vinny Vegas is pinning Kozmo. "VEGAS BEAT THE ODDS!" THE CLASH... OF CHAMPIONS! -- LIVE PPV HOUR 1 -- The cameras take you inside the MGM Grand Arena in Las Vegas. The seats are filled and the fans are ready for the clash! "Begin Again" by Shinedown continues to play over the PA System and fireworks blast off from the entrance way causing OWF commentator Nick Burst to spill his mixed drink on himself. Falcoon - AHOOOOOO!!!!! WE'RE LIVE NICK! Burst - Ah fuck I spilled this shit all over me! Falcoon - AHOO! These fireworks are loud! Burst - Scared the shit outta me... Falcoon - Four hours! Count em! FOUR! of action tonight and that didn't even count the preshow! Burst - That preshow was PURE TRASH! I'm glad I turned down doing that one. Falcoon - A couple of announcements for those of you that didn't tune in to the preshow moments ago. Tonights Cruiserweight title match has been changed, it was announced this morning that Little Tornado was released from his OWF contract. Burst - Good fucking riddens. Falcoon - AAHAA! So in his place, fresh off his injury will be the MVP himself. Mike Van Pelt! Also on the pre-show... The cameras cut backstage to show Glacier looking for the limo that was sapouse to be waiting for him 5 minutes ago. Hes gripping the PDA title tightly in his right hand as he spots his limo pulling in the drive. He looks behind him then runs towards the limo. Falcoon - Well as I was getting to.. This man you see before you in the new PDA champion after he got a pinfall inside the casino here in the MGM over Spaz who won it earlier in the night! Glacier tries to open the door but its locked. He screams out to the driver but no response. Falcoon - Greg is having troubles with his limo! Burst - Must be a Mexican driver. He heads to the other end of the car and grabs the drivers door. WHAM! Glacier is smacked in the face with the driver door and Greg Jackson leaps out with a limo drivers suit on. Falcoon - OH WHAT A SHOT! Burst - Ahh its Greg Jackson. He's a part time limo driver! AHAHA and not a very good one at that! Falcoon - Jackson obviously trapping Glacier into that one! He kicks Glacier in the stomach then plants him with a ddt on the concret. He quickly opens the back door of the limo and out comes OWF referee Jacob Daniels. Greg makes the pin 1...2...3! The fans pop for Greg as he snags up the PDA title and heads back into the arena. Falcoon - And we have ANOTHER new PDA champion! The fourth of the night! Burst - That rule might be a cheap knock off from another promotion in the late 90's but I like it! Falcoon - Ahoo for sure! PA System - Are you ugly? A Liar like me? A loser? A lost soul? Someone you don't know.. Falcoon - And here comes the man of the night! Burst - Your damn right he is! This man is OWF's last hope! PA System - Money its no cure. A sickness sooo pure. Are you like me? Are you ugly? WE ARE DIRT! WE ARE ALONE! YOU KNOW WE'RE FAR FROM SOBER! "Ugly" By The Exies hits over the PA system. OWF founder and President The Diamond Kid steps out onto the stage. The fans leap to their feet and you see banners and signs fly up around the arena with "OUR SAVIOR" written on them. PA System - WE ARE FAKE.. WE ARE AFRAID. You know it's far from over... Look closer... Are you like me? He looks behind him then steps to the side of the stage and begins to speak. Prez DK - Alright.. yo yo yo I was just... The fans continue to scream and a roaring chant of "DK" floats through the crowd drowning him out. Prez DK - Thank you. DK says with a heartful emotion. They begin to quiet down. Prez DK - I just came out here tonight to address a... Ahh fuck it... AHOOOOOOOO! LAS VEGAS! Falcoon - Cheap pop! Burst - Don't talk about your mom like that. The fans leap back to their feet at the cheap pop. Prez DK - Simmer down! I got a couple things to talk about and this is only a four hour show! Falcoon - Zzzzaaaa! Burst - It wouldn't be funny if the boss didn't say it! Prez DK - So tonight before the show I got together with everyone, called em all to the parking lot to have a pre-clash meeting. And I'll be god damned if I was missing a face.. Now let me back up a minute. I told EVERY wrestler on that daredevil list of ours to be here promptly at 3 PM today! This was 4:20 when we held the meeting and STILL he hadn't shown. So I decided that I would take the liberty of calling his flight arrangements to Las Vegas and I'll be fucked in a sock with a rabid squirl if I didn't find out that Mr Shyne decided NOT to show up to Las Vegas tonight! He too decided to take the SAME ROUTE of his buddy Silkk. He'd rather FUCK the fans that made him a millionaire rather than show up to an OWF event he's booked at and take a shot at our title. So I have... DK counts out loud. Prez DK - 1, 2, 3, 4... Four Words for you Shyne... FUCK - YOU - YOUR - FIRED! And ANYBODY else in the back that wants to fuck these fans outta their hard earned money and suck my dick! BECAUSE THE OWF IS A PLACE WHERE YOU WANT TO WRESTLE! IF YOU DON'T WANNA BE HERE THEN FUCKING LEAVE! Falcoon - YOUR GOD DAMN RIGHT! Burst - Easy hoss... Prez DK - BECAUSE WE WILL SURVIVE, WE WILL CONTINUE TO MARCH ON, AND WE WILL SEE TO IT.... That everyone that doubted us is CRUSHED, CHEWED, SWALLOWED then left behind as a trail of OWF diahrea! His face is red as the passion comes out over the mic. The fans pop and respect his rage as his music hits and he walks to the back. Burst - Diahrea Gomer! Falcoon - Its Gordie. Burst - Where? Falcoon - My name.. Its Gordie! Burst - Whatever.... Falcoon - I guess this means that Daemon Hawk will automatically head to the Fatal Fourway tonight! Burst - Hawk desurves the bye, the man is a legend! Falcoon - You gotta work your way to that status in the OWF. Burst - Shut up! You sound like The Kremlin.. Faggot. "Oh Oh This place is for everybody! Everyone can play!" Falcoon - Don't do that. Burst - "We don't care about talent. We like everyone to wrestle! You don't have to be a main eventer to main event this show!" Falcoon - Fuck off... Lets go to the ring. Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall! It is a no disqualifcation match! The winner will advance to the finals of the road to glory tournament later tonight! Introducing first! From Toronto, Ontario, Canada.. Plague! The arena goes black, then a spotlight appears on the back of Plague. He turns around and holds his right hand in the air. His guitar is slung in front of him. He slides his pick up the string making a loud screech. The Hell's Fire logo is seen on the Titantron interchanging with the Sadistic Souls logo. "Down With The Sickness" is heard through the PA. Strobe lights go off, making Plague's way down to the ring in slow motion. He slides into the ring and throws his hand up in the air and the pyros go off in from the ring posts. He walks over to his corner and stands up and raises his guitar in the air. He sits cross legged on the turnbuckle and waits for the match to begin. Missy Janson - And his opponent! From Dallas Texas... Tim Slate! Unforiven by Metallica plays and the lights in the arena dim as blue and red spotlights race around the arena. Tim Slate steps out onto the stage and smoke swarms around him. He throws his right hand in the air and lighning bolt pyro shoots down infront of him. Slate walks to the ring with an evil sadistic grin on his face. Because of the mixed reactions from the crowd while walking to the ring Slate stops and talks trash to the fans and acts like he is going to backhand them. Slate steps up onto the ring apron walking slowly across it looking out into the crowd. He enters the ring by steping over the top rope. Falcoon - We start the night off with the road to glory! (Ding, Ding, Ding...) As soon as the bell sounds Tim Slate rushes across the ring and nails Plague with a massive clothesline that nearly takes his head off! Plague is dazed as he tries to stand up. Tim Slate lays a foot to him then climbs out of the ring, he reaches over the guard rail and grabs a toliet seat from a fan in the crowd. He slides back into the ring but Plague is a step ahead of him and nails him in jaw with a right hand! He snatches the seat from Slate and smacks him in the forehead with it. Falcoon - You'd think we'd have a million jokes to run with right now... Plague throws the circular ring around Slate's neck then yanks him down to the mat with it. The toilet seat cover smashes Slate in the neck! Plague covers.. 1...2.. Tim Slate kicks out! Plague slides out of the ring and look around for something useful, he grabs a tennis racket then looks at it oddly then throws it into the crowd and grabs a monkey wrench. Suddenly a fan jumps the barrier and snags the wrench from Plague! Burst - I crazed fan! I love crazed fans! Falcoon - Do you REALLY love them? Burst - Shut up dickweed. The man slides into the ring and nails Slate in the back of the head. He slides out before security can reach him and heads back out through the crowd! Plague looks around then slides back into the ring. He nudges Slate with his foot then pins him.. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Here is your winner and advancer to the finals of the Road to Glory... Plague! Falcoon - Plague advances and thats two names set in stone for the second of our triple main event! Burst - I really like this fan. I see potential! Falcoon - I think its pretty pathetic that you'd come to an event like this and attack a wrestler. Burst - This Tim Slate guy is old! He needs to retire and get it over with. PA System - M...V...P... A loud explosion rocks the arena as Mike Van Pelt jumps down from above the entranceway onto the stage. He points out into the crowd and smiles as the fans leap to their feet! Burst - He's gonna break his leg doing that shit some day. Falcoon - Well OWFites earlier tonight durning the pre-show Toby Wilks informed us that MVP would be taking the place of the FORMER OWF wrestler Little Tornado in the cruiserweight title match tonight. Missy Janson - Ladies and gentlemen.. The following contest is for the OWF Cruiserweight title! On his way down to the ring.. From Hollywood California... He's the M-V-P! Mike.. Van.. Pelt! Slowly he begins to walk towards the ring slapping hands with the fans on the way by, he makes it to ringside then turns and decides to make a trip around the ring slapping hands the entire time, he makes his circle then slides into the ring where he slaps hand with the referee. Falcoon - This guy knows class. Burst - Theirs no hope for him now.. QUIT SUCKING THE REFS ASS AND GET IN YOUR CORNER! Missy Janson - Introducing his opponent! He is the OWF Cruiserweight champion! From Mexico City, Mexico... Dios! The lights begin to dim as "Princes of the Universe" by Queen begins to play over the PA. A thick smokescreen eminates in front of the curtain at the top of the ramp. El Luchador Dios emerges from the wall of smoke and raises his arms to the boos of the crowd. After a few obscene hand-gestures, Dios begins to walk down the ramp. He stops midway down the ramp and rips up a small boy's poster and laughs wickedly. This triggers another wave of boos from the audience. Dios slides into the ring and hops on one of the turn buckles. He raises his arms before flipping off the crowd. He then backflips off the turnbuckle and prepares for his match. Burst - I'm still not impressed. Falcoon - Yeah well your an asshole too. MVP reaches over the ropes and calls for a mic. MVP - Alright.. I just wanted to say that I think what this other promotion has done by stealing MY M..V...P name is just pathetic! Everyone knows where those initals started years ago and I'm a little pissed off about it! But don't worry.. I plan to take it out.. on this fuckin guy! MVP nails Dios in the forehead with the end of the mic! (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The bell sounds Dios is already on the mat holding his forehead. MVP lifts him up and shoots him into the ropes.. Dios bounces off and leaps into the air he catches MVP in a hurricanronna into a pin... 1...2...3! Its over 18 seconds after it started! Missy Janson - Here is your winner and STILL OWF Cruiserweight champion... Dios! Falcoon - Woah what the hell!? Its over! Burst - Stupid cheating Mexicans! Falcoon - That has set a record in OWF history! That is the fastest pinfall victory ever! 18 seconds! Burst - Too bad Dios can't count to 18 in English! We see Toby Wilks in the backstage area with Greg Jackson, who is holding his NEW OWF PDA Championship over his shoulder! Toby Wilks - Wow! Greg Jackson! I can’t say enough about you! You sure know how to get the job done around here! If there was eve- Greg Jackson - SHUT! UP! The fans begin cheering after he stops Toby Wilks verbal fellacio. Greg Jackson - Roll that footage. A short clip then plays, a clip featuring Toby Wilks interviewing Daemon Hawk. Toby Wilks - All right moving right along then. Next on my list is Greg Jackson. I can't say much myself. And you? The clip ends, and we return to a confused Toby Wilks and an amused Greg Jackson. Greg Jackson - Toby, Toby, Toby… Nothin’ much to say! Since when did you become a member of the Daemon Hawk fan club? Toby Wilks - We- Greg Jackson - SILENCE! You’d be member number one if Daemon didn’t fill that spot himself! Toby Wilks - I like all the wrestlers in OWF. Greg Jackson - Do you like me? Toby Wilks - Of course! Greg Jackson - Well I don’t like you. Still like me? Toby Wilks - I suppose so… Greg Jackson - That’s cool, cause I’m gonna keep treating you like shit now. That ok? Toby Wilks - I don’t think so. Greg Jackson - Doesn’t matter. Now fetch me a Black Cherry Vanilla Dr. Pepper! While he looks upset, Toby leaves the scene, doing what he’s being told we can assume. Suddenly, Greg is ambushed by James Dunn! He starts clobbering Greg in the back of the head, and then he throws him into a wall! Greg sees him coming again, so he knees Dunn in the groin, effectively dropping him. Greg Jackson - Fuck… why did I even want this title?! Falcoon - A narrow escape by the PDA champion! Burst - If he doesn't get pinned.. Does that count as a title defense? Falcoon - Good question! I'll tell you tomorrow... Burst - Tomorrow? What the fuck? Tell me now! Falcoon - Tomorrow folks we come to you live from Reno, NV in the Lawlor Event Center. That is, IF The Diamond Kid wins the tower of death match tonight! Burst - If he doesn't win.. All you fans are screwed if you bought tickets because I'm NOT giving up my paycheck! Falcoon - If he doesn't win tonight we are unsure what EXACTLY will happen. Burst - Green says we're all fired. He's not a man of his word but I believe that! Jackie Kissens interupts the commentary as she grabs the extra head set and takes a seat. Falcoon - Who the hell said you could join us? Kissens - I did! Now shut up twit. Burst - Hey Jackie... Kissens - Hi Nick. Burst - .. ... .... Wanna touch me? Kissens - Ugh... no! Burst - Fuck You then! Get outta here bitch! Kissens - Listen for a second! Remember how I said I was gonna get the goods on Prissy? Falcoon - I don't even wanna hear this smut. Kissens - No listen! I found out.. That WoW President Prissy.. Is.. We'll say "experimental" Burst - Go on! Go on!!!! Falcoon - You have my attention for sure! Kissens - Ok are you ready for this? Burst - Oh gawd am I!!!! Kissens - Prissy.. Once dated... Burst - YES YES!!! Kissens - A MIDGET! Nicks voice changes from excitement to disappointment. Burst - What? Thats.. Not hot at all! Falcoon - Get outta here you skank. Burst - A really short man? Or a midget? Falcoon - Just get outta here! Falcoon grabs the head set off Jackie and points her to the exit. She gets up and walks away and we cut to the back of the arena where the First pannels of the Tower of Death are being assembled. They throw ladders in the middle of the ring as start putting it together piece by piece. Missy Janson - The following match is the opening round of the WoW Road to Glory! It is scheduled for one fall and the winner will advance to the finals later tonight! Introducing first... Aphrodisia Jordan! Falcoon - Ahoooo! do I like this girl! The lights dim in the arena as a wind picks up through out the sound-system. The wind continues to blow as a piano starts up, heavy cords over-taking it shortly. Soon, the hard guitars and drums of Cradle of Filth’s “Her Ghost In The Fog” pick up. Smoke billows around the entrance, spotlights flickering wildly through-out the theatre before focusing in on the center of the stage, the fog thickening. The moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait Slowly, a silhouette begins to appear, still draped in the fog. The figure is slender and still, one hand on her hip, the other hanging loosely at her side. Dark liquored eyes: an Arabian
nightmare… The fog dissipates slowly as Aphrodisia Jordan steps forth through its thickness, drawing from a cigarette before flicking it down to the floor of the ramp, pacing towards the ring, in no rush to get there. Her body was clad in a pair of black jeans, held up by a studded belt. A black halter top covered her upper body, leaving the tattoos and scars that littered her arms, midriff, neck and chest exposed. Her facial piercings were absent, however. Putting reason to flight, or to death as
their way Aphrodisia moves into the ring and hovers in her corner, sapphire eyes forward and blank, jaw set and ready to brawl. Missy Janson - And her opponent! From Boston, MA!... Joann Summers! Burst - I'd split this chick like wet pine! Hysteria by Muse plays as Joann approaches the entrance way. The crowd cheers as she appears and runs down the ramp, sliding under the bottom rope. She pulls off her bandana and throws it to the crowd, and waits for the match to begin. Falcoon - Joann's luck hasn't been the greatest here in the OWF. Burst - She was the victim of a Eclipse's cruel games last week. Falcoon - Eclipse is a very tactful and educated on how to be manipulative in the ring. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Ref calls both women to the middle. They're both staring each other down. Ref calls for the bell and Jordan kicks Joann hard in the knee and follows up with a hard uppercut in the face. Joann staggers back and Jordan runs forward and tackles her to the ground and grabs a fistful of hair. She begins to smash her head hard into the ground, Joann manages to stop her and decks her with a hard right hand. Jordan stays on, but the Summers reaches up and rips out one of her ear piercings. Aphrodisia holds her left side of her face as a small stream of blood drips down her chin and Summers pushes her off. Summers grabs a hand full of her hair and throws Aphrodisia across the ring into the corner. She starts to kick Aphrodisia in the stomach and then runs in with a leg lift that knocks the air from Aphrodisia's lungs. Aphrodisia falls forward out of the corner holding her stomach and feeling the pain. Summers grabs her left arm and drops down to initiate an arm bar. Aphrodisia is screaming but will not give up. She gets to the ropes and the ref makes Summers release the hold. Summers grabs Aphrodisia and sends her flying into the ropes and jumps high smashing Jordan's face in with a high crescent kick. Jordan falls to the ground, but still has the prescence of mind to kick out at Summers one leg. A cracking is heard as Summers tumbles to the mat. Jordan goes for the cover. Ref drops for the count ...1...2..Kick out by Summers! Falcoon - I think its just a natural hatred these two have for easy other. Burst - All bitches are dirty and hate each other! Jordan leans back on her ankles and shakes her head. She grabs a fist full of Summer's hair and pulls her to her feet and sets her up for a DDT. Summers richoettes off the mat and lies still. Jordan grins evilly to the crowd before standing over Joann, she lifts her up and licks her cheek and then runs up to the top rope, looking to hit the 450 splash. Joann however leaps to her feet and runs forward pushing her off the turnbuckle and then down to the outside. Aphrodisia gets up off the floor and shakes her head to clear her thoughts. She looks up at the ring and sees Summers on the opposite side of the ring as the referee is counting Aphrodisia out. 1...2...Aphrodisia climbs in the ring and runs at Summers. Summers turns just in time to duck the closeline Aphrodisia was planning to deliver but the speed of Aphrodisia is unstoppable and she grabs ahold of Summers arm and they both go over the top rope and land on the outside. The ref begins the count as both women struggle to their feet. Falcoon - I like how you refer to every chick as a "bitch". Its classy. Burst - Fucked one.. You've fucked em all. Falcoon - Is that so? Burst - Yup.. But you wouldn't know would you. Falcoon - Ewww lets make jokes about each other not getting laid. Thats good stuff Nick. Isn't that how you got famous 26 years ago? 1...2...3...4 Joan grabs ahold of Jordan's hair and begins to pummel her with strong right hands. Jordan smashes back at her with a head but and a mixture of blood and salivia ...4...5.. Jordan picks Joann up and smashes her face into the apron, then goes for a second but Joann blocks it and sends Jordan's face into it instead. Joann pushes Jordan back against the guard rail, and then charges her with a spear sending both women over the railing and into the crowd. Jordan staggers back up and Joann begins to pummel her again. jordan pushes a nearby fan off of their chair and picks it up and takes a swing at Summers who ducks. Joann pushes her back and hits a standing dropkick into the chair sending Jordan to the ground. They fight through the crowd and the fans are loving it. The referee is forgotten in the ring as both women are focused on each other and nothing else. The referee continues to count and both women brawl into the higher stages of the fans. Falcoon - Your gonna get DQed! The ref stops to give them a warning then continues to count 9..10... The ref calls for the bell and the women are still fighting in the crowd. The match as been DQed. Aphrodisia throws a last punch at Summers as she ducks and runs down to the lower fan area. Missy Janson - This match has been thrown out as a results of a disqualification! Falcoon - What? That doesn't make sense! Burst - We have to have a winner! I say that the winner of Amanda Davis and Kara gets a bye. Falcoon - You can't have a bye in the finals! The PA system sounds.. PA System - THE BITCH IS BACK!! Prissy steps through the entrance way with a mic in hand as the whole arena devotes their whole attention to the WOW Prez. Prissy - WHOA! Stop right there. I think that you two need to learn how to keep your battles in the ring. Now as I remember there is suppose to be a winner of this match to advance to the next one. I think that I will have to make an official call here to determine what will happen since the rivalry of you two has disrupted my plan. So.. Without further adeu I will make the decision now that the Iron women match will now be a triple threat. The fans cheer and Prissy gives that devious smile and the crowd silences down. Prissy - So you two will have another chance to do this right tonight! Don't screw it up... Burst - I love chick threeways! She tosses the mic to the announcer at the left side of the entrance ramp and exits the spotlight. Burst - You see Prissy has the hang of it.. Thats how you do it in the OWF! We cut backstage the cameras are inside a lockerroom that is trashed!... 1...2...3 a referee counts and you see Spaz leap up off from Greg Jackson and grab the PDA title then run out of the room. The cameras zoom in to Gregs forehead that is smashed open and has blood gushing from it. We cut back to the commentators. Burst - Oh our camera crews SUCK! We didn't even get to see what happened! Falcoon - A slow reaction from our staff, we appologise for that fans. But Spaz has regained the PDA title tonight! Burst - He and Glacier are the only two to wear it tonight that are desurving. Falcoon - Whatever you say Nick.. So this past week OWF Co-President Storm decided that he would take it upon himself to reinstate the OWF Network title! Take a look ------ We cut back to the executive office where Prez DK is just walking in. He is immediantly approached by Prez Storm who is excited as ever. Prez Storm - DK! DK listen! I just made a HUGE signing! Prez DK - Can I get a minute to take my coat off? Prez Storm - Sure Sure! He says still excited of his accomplishment. DK slides his coat off and instantly Storm chimes in Prez Storm - Alright! I SIGNED OVERDOSE! Prez DK grins a bit as he turns around and faces Storm and speaks from the side of his mouth. Prez DK - Really? Overdose? Prez Storm - Yeah! And all I had to do is promise him a Network title match at Clash of Champions! DK's smile instantly turns.. His face turns red and he pauses. Prez DK - YOU DID WHAT! Prez Storm - The network title.. I just thought.. And you wheren't around so I brought it back. Prez DK - What the hell is wrong with you? First of all... The wrestlers where sapouse to decide on the title! Secondly... I have a whole list of people that have worked their asses off for a title and you instantly give someone a shot? Prez Storm - Well yeah... Buts ITS OVERDOSE! Prez DK - So.. Who did you plan on him fighting? Prez Storm - Oh I promised Natedawg he could fight for it. Prez DK - YOU DID WHAT? Uhhh... You fuckin people... ------ Burst - Way to stress out the Prez moron! I hate that Storm guy... Falcoon - It seems like every time he tries to help, he just over steps himself. Burst - Help? I think he's tryin to give DK a heart attack so he can take his job! Falcoon - A job that hangs in the balance tonight in our main event matchup between DK and Chris Green! Its winner takes all! Burst - Nice crappy plug! Falcoon - Thank you.. Fealt a little over the top but I ran with it. Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for a ladder match! It will be for the OWF Network title! Introducing first... From Philadelphia, PA... Natedawg! Party Up by DMX hits the PA system an out comes Natedawg to a mixed reaction. He looks pissed as usual and looks focused for his match as he walks down the ramp and then slides into the ring and jumps up on the turnbuckle and looks both ways at the crowd and then raises his fist.He then jumps down and starts to stretch as he gets ready for the match. Missy Janson -And his opponent! "The Freak" From West Monroe, LA.... Overdose! The arena goes dark and "Freak On A Leash" by Korn starts to blast over the PA. The lights starts to flash on and off as Overdose walks out to the top of the ramp. The lights come on and he is standing there with his arm's streached out wide. He looks over the crowd and slowly walks down to the ring. He slides in and sets down in the corner. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Two ladders now lay at ringside as the match begins...Natedawg pulls out a pair of brass knucks immediately to the face of overdose as it knocks him out... Falcoon - This isn't a brass knuckle match morons! Natedawg kicks him a few times just for good measure as he gets out of the ring to the outside and grabs one of the ladders!! He gets it back into the ring as overdose is slowly getting up and back intot he ring. Natedawg swings the ladder and it slams right into the face of overdose busting his lip open...he props it up and starts to climb, but overdose quickly gets up and LOWBLOWS NATEDAWG! He goes outside as Natedawg is holding his nuts he grabs a trashcan lid and slams it into the face of Natedawg! Overdose now gets a folding chair and rams it into the gut of Natedawg and swings the chair and hits Dawg in the back! Overdose now starts to climb the ladder he gets to the 3rd rung and decides to dish out more punishment. Overdose is really going hardcore on Dawg as Dawg is now out of it.. Overdose now starts to climb the ladder, but Natedawg gets back up and starts to shake the ladder and IT FALLS OVER AS OVERDOSE GOES FLYING TO THE OUTSIDE!! Natedawg is slowly up now as Overdose is buried in the wreckage on the outside. Falcoon - Ahooo! Burst - Nice bump! Natedawg now begins to prop the ladder and starts to climb! Overdose is still out of it.. Falcoon - WAIT!!! All the damage to the ladder has made it unstable! Natedawg steps on the 4th rung which is bent and he falls through the ladder getting a piece of it right in his already damaged nutsack. Overdose now grabs the 2nd ladder as he tosses it into the ring.. He HITS A DDT ON THE CHAIR as Natedawg falls out cold.. Overdose climbs up the ladder and grabs the NETWORK TITLE!!! Falcoon - I expected more outta that match. Burst - That was like playing a video game on the super easy mode. Bull shit is what it was... Falcoon - Overdose picks up that victory without any major injuries, not so sure about Natedawg... Burst - Who cares, send him back to the minor leagues! Missy Janson - Here is your winner and NEW OWF Network Champion... Overdose! -- LIVE PPV HOUR 2 -- We cut backstage to start hour two where Toby Wilks is standing by. Wilks - Ladies and Gentlemen, one of the 8 men that may be going to the final four "The Misfit" Spaz! Spaz enters from the right with his PDA title on his shoulder still unteady from the treatment he had to catch for his lung cancer. He has a lit smoke in his mouth and a beer in his hand. He tosses the beer to the ground and it smashes before his feet. Wilks - Spaz tonight you have the opprotunity to walk out the OWF champion, what is going through your mind? Spaz - Well fuck-o, I have been toying around with the idea of me becoming the champ since I last spoke. I may not win the whole fucking thing but hey who in the hell can fucking say that he went to the final four and came so fucking close to winning that fucking belt. Wilks - You don't seem that confident. Spaz - Not many people can say that. Clash is a thing that determines if you have the fucking balls to hold the whole OWF on your damn shoulders. Yeah back in ASW i had a fucking title shot and i fucking blew it. But here tonight i am high, drunk and ready to kick the shit out of EG. Then move on to fight who ever is left to fi.......... He is cut short as a boot nails him in the side of the head knocking him to the ground! James Dunn enters the picture and quickly makes a cover.. 1...2...3! Falcoon - Where the hell did he come from!? Burst - Hey you can't do that to Spaz! The Electric Guitar steps into the picture and takes a glass plate to the head of Dunn, smashing the glass into his skull! Falcoon - Its EG! EG wants his title back! EG rolls Dunn over onto his back then starts to cover him. Suddenly Mike Van Pelt leaps in from the side and lands on top of both of them.. the ref counts for the double pin.. 1...2...3! The Jacob Daniels hands MVP the title belt. EG stands up confused and we go back to the commentary table. Burst - Thats how you do it MVP! Maybe theirs hope for him yet! Falcoon - Ahhh EG just got screwed outta his title! Burst - Fair is fair.. MVP was the man on top he's the PDA champion. Falcoon - Bullshit. Burst - I don't make the rules! Tom Salzar makes the rules. Falcoon - Don't start your crap with me right now. Burst - Ahh are you mad that your boyfriend didn't win the title back? I'll tell ya what.. Here's 30 bucks, take him out for a romantic man date after the show. Falcoon - A show that could be our last! Burst - Don't change the subject! The guitar intro for "Fucking Determined" starts and as the song builds up the crowd rise to their feet cheering as the place comes alive. There is only one man on the planet that could whip a crowd into such a frenzy. PA System - GO! SO FUCKING DETERMINED! Falcoon - Shut up will ya.. I'm tryin to watch Jake Turbulence! Burst - Nobody wants to watch Jake! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall! It will determine the OWF Network title #1 contender! On his way to the ring at this time.. From Detriot, MI... Jake Turbulence! Jake Turbulence appears at the top of the ramp as camera bulbs flash and people chant "TURBULENCE, TURBULENCE!!". Jake smiles and soaks up the atmosphere for a second, gazing around. He then strides cockily towards the ring, a beaming smile across his face. He slides under the rops and gets to his feet. As he raises his hands in the air the crowd gets even louder. He runs off the ropes a couple of times and squats down in one of the corners, sitting there looking cocky as he waits for the bell. Falcoon - These two men tagged together last week on Addiction and the outcome wasn't the greatest! Burst - They decided they'd rather fight each other then go for tag team gold so DK said screw it and set them up in this match to determine which one wants to wear OWF gold first! The arena is plunged into darkness. The crowd goes to a silence as the big screen flickers to life. It shows nothing, but static. Over the PA notes are hear being played on a piano. A guitar soon is heard in the background. The piano is cut off abruptly and replaced by a screaming voice. PA System - Breakdown! Missy Janson - And his opponent! From Whitesboro, New York... Draco! The lights flare up as the scream ends. The music getting heavier and faster. The screen shows images of Draco in various matches. Some him flying through the air crashing on an opponent. Another him hitting a high impact move. Another shows him holding a title above his head covered in his own blood from head to toe. Let the fun and games begin The lights start to flicker as one final image stays on the screen. Draco standing there with no shirt on. His ice blue eyes look forward with no emotion in them. His thin white scars start to bleed as he runs a hand across his chest. The camera zooms in to see the scars. ‘NO HOPE’. The image holds as Draco walks out onto the ramp. He stands there rubbing his taped wrists. Heaven is on the way Draco enters the ring with the blank expression on his face as he leans on the ropes slightly waiting for the opening bells of the match. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Draco and Turbulence circle each other and finally lock up Turbulence with a kick to the gut he attempts a DDT, but Draco blocks it and reverses it into a german suplex cover 1...2.. no turbulence with the kick out. Draco gets him back up to his and hits another this time vertical suplex!! cover 1...2.. no!!! Falcoon - Draco looks like he's gonna end this one quick. Turbulence squirms and gets to the outside as Draco. Draco now bounces off the ropes and hits a suicide dive on Turbulence almost knocking Turbulence into the railing! It took Draco out a little bit as well. Draco is first to his feet, but Turbulence rigs the eyes and now takes Draco's head into the ring steps. Turbulence tosses Draco into the ring and instantly jumps to the top rope and hits a hurricanrana! Then covers 1..2..no! Draco with the kick out. Turbulence now throws him into the corner and hits a stinger splash! Draco falls down and appears to be out of it. Turbulence is signaling for his finisher... but seems to be taking his time Draco is tricking him by playing dead... Turbulence pulls him up to his feet, DRACO KICKS HIM IN THE GUT READ FAST AND HITS AN ELEVATED DDT!! Falcoon - Draco is dominating this match! Burst - He should be.. I mean hell... Jake isn't much of a competitor these days. Turbulence is out cold! He goes for the cover 1...2.. DRACO PULLS HIM BACK UP shaking his head. He clamps on a SHARPSHOOTER and Turbulence is screaming in pain, but no!! He turns it into a neck lock now.. Turbulence is tapping for his life now! Missy Janson - Here is your winner and Network title #1 contender... Draco!! Falcoon - Impressive victory by Draco tonight! Burst - See we can have daredevils that don't have to be mexicans! How come we don't have more wrestlers like Draco? Falcoon - Because the Mexicans work cheaper? Brust - Zzzzaaaaa! Falcoon - Thats horrible. I'm sorry for that joke! I really don't have anything against any race, unlike my broadcast partner here. Burst - Hey.. I'm JUST saying... STOP ILLEGAL IMMIGRATION! The camera's cut out to the streets of Las Vegas. OWF Reporter Ollie Williams is standing outside talking privately with a man in a trench coat. They exchange something and Ollie smiles then looks at the camera. Ollie Williams - Oh Shit! He tucks away what he has just recieved and looks shocked to see the camera's have cued him up. The scene instantly cuts to the ring. Missy Janson - The following match is the opening round of the WoW Road to Glory! It is scheduled for one fall and the winner will advance to the finals later tonight! Introducing first... From Montreal, Quebec, Canada... "Sexy Thug" Kara! Kara's music hits as she hits the stage with a devilish smirk on her face. She begins walking down the ramp stoping near the middle of the ramp. The fans scream and chant as Kara runs down the rest of the ramp and slides into the ring. As she gets up to her feet, her music begins to fade out. Missy Janson - And her opponent... From Calgary, Alberta, Canada.... Amanda Davis! PA System - Kinda always knew I'd end up your ex-girlfriend Pouting ska-pop hooks embed in the audience's ears, and the crowd begins to sway as the Grapple Princess herself, heir to Canada's greatest wrestling legacy, Amanda Davis steps through the curtains. She sways seductively side to side, despite her tomboyish jeans and T-shirt attire, as she makes her way down the ramp, slapping hands and enduring the very occasional heckling from a Piter Svoboda fan. In the ring, she makes her way to her corner and stretches out. Burst - How does a chump like Svoboda end up with this girl? Falcoon - Shes Canadian. Burst - Yeah but shes fuckin hot for a Canadian chick! Falcoon - Both these girls are! (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Amanda and Kara lock up in the ring. Kara forces Amanda back with her strength to the near corner. Kara goes in for a punch and Amanda ducks and runs out to get behind her. Now Kara is in the corner and Amanda starts to kick her in the stomach. Amanda grabs Kara's arm and throws her across the ring. Kara hits the corner so hard she bounces off the turnbuckle and lands in the center of the ring. Amanda walks over to her and picks her up by her hair. Kara punches her hard in the solarplex. Kara raises up to her feet and Amanda headbutts her, blood pours out of her nose splattering all over the mat. Amanda grabs her by the hair and spins and throws her onto the mat. Kara struggles up to her feet, blood falling off of her nose with every breath. Amanda runs forward and kicks her hard in the forehead. Kara rolls backwards backwards, but she kicks out hard catching Davis hard in the knee. Amanda tumbles to the ground and Kara rolls forward and drives her forearm into her face. Kara goes for a pin and Amanda pushes her off before a 1 count can be made. Amanda jumps to her feet, still favoring the knee. Kara runs in with a closeline. Amanda ducks it and as Kara turns around Amanda nails her in the face with a punch that lays Kara smooth out. Amanda goes for a cover expecting nothing and 1...2...3.. Missy Janson - Here is your winner and advancer in the WoW Road to Glory Tournament... Amanda Davis! "The Game" by Disturbed plays over the PA System. Tara Headoff steps out onto the stage and appears full healed. Tara - You listen here bitch! You could have killed me with your negligence! I should come down there and kick your ass right now! Falcoon - Go for it... I don't think she can! Tara - But I won't! I'll wait till the time is right! Watch your back Amanda Davis.. I'm comin for ya! Falcoon - No pun intended I'm sure! Burst - Huh? Tara flips Amanda off and Amanda just stares on unknowning what to do next. Tara's music hits and she heads for the back. Burst - Oh I get it! Cum! ohhhh! That wasn't funny. Falcoon - Your jealous I thought of it first. Burst - Hey who's the god damn heel around here? Huh? Falcoon - Well we where scheduled to see Daemon Hawk Vs Shyne tonight. Prez DK came out and awarded a victory to Daemon Hawk by default since Shyne wasn't in the arena. Burst - Then he publically fired Shyne! Falcoon - Moments ago we where informed through our headsets that Shyne was involved in a gang related shooting in his home town of Chicago! Shyne is in a local Chicago hospitol with critical wounds and his status is very unstable. Burst - He decided to live that lifestyle. It's nobodies fault but his and the gun mans. Thats all I have to say! Falcoon - You've got a point.. But reguardless of the situation we wish Shyne the best and hope he pulls through this. We cut backstage again and MVP is heading out of the arena with the PDA title. OWF reporter Jackie Kissens catches up with him before he gets into his black sedan. Kissens - MVP! Before you leave, real fast... Before anything else is said, Jackie is pushed out of the way and Spaz flips a ciggerate in MVP's eye then smashes him with his own car door! MVP hits the ground and Spaz pushes his shoulders down before making a cover.. 1...2...3! Falcoon - Spaz has done it again! Hes held that title three times tonight! Burst - Damn right he has and my money is on him walking out the PDA champion and World champion! PA SYSTEM - YOU MUST BE N.U.T.S.!!! Missy Janson - The following contest is for the OWF Tag Team titles! Its scheduled for one fall.. Introducing the challengers.. The Team of N.U.T.S... Sangre and Tad O. Minor! The guitars of "Bat Country" by Avenged Sevenfold thunder through the arena as N.U.T.S. enters the arena. The crowd boos and cameras cut to anti-N.U.T.S. signs in the arena. They cut back as the tag team reaches the ring and prepares to fight. Missy Janson - And their opponents.. The OWF Tag Team Champions! The team of KoolStorm.. Viktor Kool and Firestorm! "On Fire" By Switchfoot blasts through the speakers as Viktor Kool and Firestorm appear at the top of the entrance ramp. They are both wearing full length black jackets with their names on the back. Viktor holds up his hands to the audience on the left side as Firestorm flexes for the fans on the right before they cross over and run down the ramp, sliding into the ring. Viktor Kool runs over to the far right side of the ring and climbs the turnbuckle, raising his arms to the crowd as Firestorm grabs a mic from the ring announcer. Firestorm - Sit right back, make some noise, Hear the sound you make for us boyz! He throws the mic to Viktor who is still on the turnbuckle, and then Firestorm walks over to the ropes and jumps up, scanning the audience with a serious look on his face. Viktor holds the mic to his face. Viktor Kool - Got no reason to cuss, you ain't got nothin' on us! Ain't nowhere to go so watch as we rock this show! He throws the mic to the outside and jumps down of the turnbuckle, meeting Firestorm in the middle as they both slap a hand shake before retreating to their corner and waiting for the opening bell. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Tad O minor and Firestorm start off in the ring together. The ref calls them forward and for the bell. Firestorm immediately grabs Tad by the head and throws him down to the ground with a simple takedown. Firestorm backs up, but Tad grabs his ankles and begins to punch his shin and kneesFirestorm tries to kick him off of him but Tad crawl on the mat chasing him while kicking him. Firestorm is finally in the corner and has no other place to go but tags in his partner to deal with Tad. Viktor is tagged in and Tad suddenly shoots up from the mat and runs to his corner to tag in sangre. Falcoon - NUTS! AHAAHAHA Sangre dashes at Viktor who rolls behind Sangre and throws him backwards with a german suplex. Sangre completes a full back flip and kicks in the back of Viktor Kool's knee. Viktor collapses to the mat and Sangre locks in a sleeper. Viktor reaches up and pokes Sangre in the eyes, who stumbles back. Viktor gets up to his feet and bounces against the ropes and comes back with a spinning wheel kick to the face of Sangre. Sangre rolls back to his corner and tags in Tad. Tad seems a bit hesitant to get in the ring and stalls shaking his head no.. The ref keeps telling Tad to get in the ring. Viktor turns his head to call something to Firestorm. Firstorm is pointing at the other corner where their opponents are. As Viktor turns around, Tad is in mid air and connects with a cross body block off the middle rope and pins Viktor. The ref drops in place and starts the count.. 1... Burst - Viktor is a pretty good athlete for being a dip shit. Falcoon - Was that a compliment? Burst - No! Shhhh Viktor gorilla presses Tad off of him and is pissed when he gets back to his feet. He looks over at Firestorm who is begging for the tag. Viktor grabs Tad by the head and begins to pound away bringing him closer and closer to the Koolstorm corner. Firestorm gets the tag off of Viktor and together they begin to beat away on him until the ref makes Viktor get back to the apron. Firestorm throws Tad against the ropes, but Tad drops to the fetal position on the ground in mid run. Firestorm shrugs his shoulder and walks forward and begins to stomp on him. Tad staggers to the ropes since he is too far from his own corner to reach for help and the ref makes Firestorm back away. Tad slips under the ropes and runs around the outside like doing a lap. The ref starts to count out Tad. 1... 2... 3...4 Viktor jumps off the apron and Tad stops in front of him and darts under the rope to into the ring. Tad is standing in front of Firestorm holding his side where he was kicked and takes a step. Firestorm takes a step towards him. Tad runs at him and ducks the closeline Firestorm was waiting on and tags in Sangre. Falcoon - And here comes Dynamo! Burst - Who? Falcoon - Sangre. Burst - Ohhh Sangre runs forward and leaps in the air for a flying forearm attack. Firestorm ducks down rolls him over his back, but Sangre dropkicks him hard in the lower back. Firestorm tumbles forward to the NUTS corners where Tad hits him in the nuts. Firestorm doubles over in pain, while Tad uncovers the turnbuckle. Sanger moves forward and begins to hit him with hard right hands. Firestorm ducks away and Sangre smashes his right hand into the turnbuckle. A loud cracking noise is heard as he tags in Tad. Firestorm takes this oppurtunity to run across the ring to tag in Viktor but Tad leaps forward and latches onto Firestorms right leg. Firestorm is getting impatient and bends down to try and lift up Tad by his hair. Viktor tries to enter the ring and the ref tries to push him out. Firestorm was distracted and finally looks up only to be freed of Tad and have Sangre off the top rope deliver the BLOOD MOON. Tad runs to the corner outside the apron as the ref turns around and drops for the pin. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Here are your winners and NEW OWF Tag Team Champions... N.U.T.S. Tad O Minor and Sangre! Viktor runs in the ring and starts to stomp on Sangre's hand as Tad rushes in to pull off Viktor and then just grabs Sangre's foot and pulls him out. NUTS retreat to the back. Falcoon - What the hell was that about? Burst - I don't think Viktor knew the match was over. Falcoon - Man... Sangre's hand is swelling by the second! We cut backstage to the executive office. Here sits Prez Storm and Meca Blight who are playing cards on a desk. Prez Storm - Alright Meca... The name of this game is "Fuck The Dealer" Meca's eyes grow big as he shakes his head no and puts the cards on the desk. Prez Storm - I'm not literally going to "fuck you". Its just the name of the game. Meca feels its shady as he slowly reaches for the card again. Prez Storm pulls out a bottle of cheap aristrcat vodka and twists the top open. Prez Storm - Alright.. So everytime you draw a card.. you have to drink that many shots depending on the number. Meca looks cofused. Prez Storm - What? I swear that's what it is! He shrugs then draws the first card... Ace. Prez Storm - Ohhh an Ace means you have to chug the bottle! Prez Storm looks over to the camera crew and smiles then nods. Meca grabs the bottle by the handle and the scene cuts back to the commentary table. Falcoon - HEY! Thats not how you play fuck the dealer! Burst - It is when your playin with a moron like Meca! Falcoon - Yeah that is pretty funny! -- LIVE PPV HOUR 3 -- PA System - YOU'VE BEEN.... THUNDERSTRUCK!!! Falcoon - What the hell? The lights dim throughout the arena... The Las Vegas fans leap to their feet as Thunderstruck by ACDC hits over the PA. A spotlight shines onto the entrance way and out steps a man in a long brown leather coat. Burst - AHHHH! ITS.. ITS! Falcoon - ITS THE GREMLIN! AHOOOOOOO! The lights come back on and his music fades out. He leans his head up to reveal it is indeed The Gremlin! He walks down to the commentary table and is invited to have a seat. The Gremlin - Yeah thats right! The Gremlin is back in Las Vegas! And I'm here to tell ya... That the OWF isn't a place for everyone! If you want a place where talent is untalented and everyone can wrestle then you need to come to my promotion! Absolutly Shitty Wrestling! We promote poor wrestling! Hell.. You can even fight yourself for a title if you wanted to. Absolutly Shitty Wrestling is the place where EVERYONE is a winner! All you have to do to be the world champion is stick around for about 3 years and lose to my job squad roster and I will make YOU a champion! Falcoon - Wow! This place sounds great! The Gremlin - It is great! Even YOU could win a title Gordie! Falcoon - Awesome! The Gremlin - Yeah I know! We in Absolutly Shitty Wrestling don't care about putting on good matches or being competitive with other brands. We are happy being shitty! Burst - Well you gotta take pride in something... The Gremlin - Yeah! But heed my warning! Don't break the rules... OR ELSE! Burst - Or else what? The Gremlin - Or else you will suffer the most extreme penalties! Like this one guy, he was our United States champion and something bad happened to him, he gave me alot of notice and he had to fly to New York.. I got mad and ALMOST stripped him of his title! Falcoon - Thats kinda a jerk thing to do. The Gremlin - Yeah well he shouldn't have personal problems and tell me a week in advance about them! Its the rules Gordie! The Rules! Falcoon - Aren't rules meant to be broken? The Gremlins wig falls out and he scurries to put it back on his head. The Gremlin - NOBODY BREAKS MY RULE! Just ask my bitch... Mean Ugly Rose! Burst - Where is Mean Ugly Rose tonight? The Gremlin - She cooking me a sandwhich in a state away from here. Because I said so.. grrrrr! You know what else.. We in Absolutly Shitty Wrestling do not take kindly to open mindedness or new ideas! Falcoon - Thats sad. The Gremlin - No! Its a good thing, as long as we don't run angles nobodies feelings get hurt! Burst - Gremlin its nice seeing you again, but we have to get to the ring for our next match. Falcoon - Your welcome to stick around and do some play by play. The Gremlin - No no.. That would mean I'd have to be open minded and I don't believe in that. Its against the rules! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for the first ever Iron Woman match! It is the finals for the WoW Road to Glory and has been modified to a triple threat match! It will have a 15 minute time limit and the person with the most pin falls in that time will be the winner! Introducing first... Aphrodisia Jordan! The lights dim in the arena as a wind picks up through out the sound-system. The wind continues to blow as a piano starts up, heavy cords over-taking it shortly. Soon, the hard guitars and drums of Cradle of Filth’s “Her Ghost In The Fog” pick up. Smoke billows around the entrance, spotlights flickering wildly through-out the theatre before focusing in on the center of the stage, the fog thickening. The moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait Slowly, a silhouette begins to appear, still draped in the fog. The figure is slender and still, one hand on her hip, the other hanging loosely at her side. Dark liquored eyes: an Arabian
nightmare… The fog dissipates slowly as Aphrodisia Jordan steps forth through its thickness, drawing from a cigarette before flicking it down to the floor of the ramp, pacing towards the ring, in no rush to get there. Her body was clad in a pair of black jeans, held up by a studded belt. A black halter top covered her upper body, leaving the tattoos and scars that littered her arms, midriff, neck and chest exposed. Her facial piercings were absent, however. Putting reason to flight, or to death as
their way Aphrodisia moves into the ring and hovers in her corner, sapphire eyes forward and blank, jaw set and ready to brawl. Missy Janson - Introducing next... From Calgary, Alberta, Canada... Amanda Davis! PA System - Kinda always knew I'd end up your ex-girlfriend Pouting ska-pop hooks embed in the audience's ears, and the crowd begins to sway as the Grapple Princess herself, heir to Canada's greatest wrestling legacy, Amanda Davis steps through the curtains. She sways seductively side to side, despite her tomboyish jeans and T-shirt attire, as she makes her way down the ramp, slapping hands and enduring the very occasional heckling from a Piter Svoboda fan. In the ring, she makes her way to her corner and stretches out. Missy Janson - And finally... From Boston, MA... Joann Summers! Hysteria by Muse plays as Joann approaches the entrance way. The crowd cheers as she appears and runs down the ramp, sliding under the bottom rope. She pulls off her bandana and throws it to the crowd, and waits for the match to begin. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The crowd cheers wildly as all three women look back and forth at each other not knowing who to go after first. Joann and Aphi decide to pick up where they left off, exchanging blows in the center of the ring while Amanda Davis watches, content with letting them start off. Joann backs Aphi up into the ropes, and then she irish whips Aphrodisia, only to have it reversed, sending Joann into the ropes. She rebounds and is met with a drop kick from Aphi, sending her to the mat. 14 minutes remaining… Amanda Davis then decides to get in on the action, attacking Aphrodisia from behind, and forcing her down to apply a reverse arm bar! Falcoon - Nice submission hold by the Grapple Princess! Joann is quick to break things up, kicking Amanda to the head, making he let go of the hold. Amanda reaches her feet, and Joann meets her with a spinning roundhouse kick to the head, drawing some gasps from the crowd! Aphi shakes her arm out, not too affected yet. She reaches her feet and clotheslines Joann to the mat. Burst - Right now, it seems the free woman is taking advantage of the woman currently on top! Falcoon - I like women on top… Burst - Yeah, but you only like them on top when you’re on your stomach, right Falcoon? Falcoon - … 13 minutes remaining… Continuing the pattern, Amanda Davis reaches her feet and charges Aphi. She catches her by surprise and tosses Aphi over the top rope to the floor outside the ring. Davis then turns her attention to Joann Summers, who is just reaching her feet. Joann is caught from behind with a waist lock by Davis . Joann swings an elbow around, but Amanda ducks, now clutching a belly to belly lock. She immediately hits Summers with a belly to belly suplex. Joann arches her back in pain as Amanda ascends to the top rope. Aphrodisia Jordan is up, however, and she shoves Davis off the top rope to the outside! Amanda lands chest first on the guardrail! 12 minutes remaining… Falcoon - That was nasty! Amanda Davis landed hard on that guard rail! Burst - And the longer she stays hurt, the less points she can earn. With Summers still down, Aphrodisia climbs the top rope to attempt her 450 splash! She leaps and flips, but there’s nobody home as Joann moves at the last second. Aphi pops right back up, very dazed as Joann reaches her feet. She runs into the ropes and catches an unexpecting Jordan with a bicycle kick! Falcoon - Cruel Summer! Burst - Davis for the save? Falcoon - Don’t think so! Joann makes the pin! 1…2…3! The OWFtron lights up Joann Summers - 1 Aphrodisia Jordan - 0 Amanda Davis - 0 Falcoon - That’s one for Joann Summers! Recovering very quickly, Amanda Davis is seen on the ring apron. Joann goes over to her, but she’s met with a shoulder to the gut! Amanda then leaps over the ropes and sunset flips Joann! 1…2…3! Joann kicks out a moment too late, arguing with the ref over the count to no avail. Joann Summers - 1 Amanda Davis - 1 Aphrodisia Jordan - 0 11 minutes remaining… Burst - And just like that, Summers and Davis are tied! The match continues, with Davis and Summers now locked up in the center of the ring. Davis gives Summers a headlock takedown, and holds her down for a few moments until she sees Aphi starts to stir. Davis then reaches her feet and drops an elbow on to Joann. As Aphi reaches her feet, Davis gives her an inviting gesture to team up on Joann Summers! Davis lifts Joann to her feet, and both Jordan and Davis execute a double suplex on Joann! Davis then tells Aphi to go up top to attempt her finisher once more! Not wasting any time, she goes straight up while Davis holds Joann down… 10 minutes remaining… Burst - Things are not looking good for Joann Summers right now! Falcoon - No they’re not, but Aphrodisia and Davis won’t keep up this teamwork forever! Aphrodisia hits Joann with her 450 splash this time as Davis holds her down! However, as soon as she hits her signature more, Davis kicks Aphi to the head, grabs her by the hair and tosses her out of the ring again! Davis then quickly pins Summers! 1…2…3! Amanda Davis - 2 Joann Summers - 1 Aphrodisia Jordan - 0 Burst - What a double cross! I love it! Falcoon - You know Aphi would’ve done the same thing! 9 minutes remaining… Aphrodisia is furious as she slides right back into the ring. Meanwhile, Joann Summers rolls out of the ring to recuperate. Aphi tackles Davis and starts wailing away on her with rights and lefts! Jordan lifts her to her feet, and bends her over, kneeing her to the face! Aphi then hits Davis with a release Northern Lights suplex! She then climbs up top again… Falcoon - How many 450 splashes is she gonna try tonight? Burst - It’s called the Last Kiss actually! Falcoon - Not if she doesn’t lick their face it’s not! Burst - That’s your opinion… Aphrodisia hits ANOTHER 450 splash and pins Davis ! 1…2…3! Amanda Davis - 2 Aphrodisia Jordan - 1 Joann Summers - 1 8 minutes remaining… Burst - Well Davis is still holding on to that slim lead, but Aphrodisia is now firmly in charge! Joann is starting to come around out here, and Davis isn’t up yet! Falcoon - Still a ways to go. Some time passes as not only do Joann and Amanda recover, but Aphrodisia takes a quick breather as well. 7 minutes remaining… Joann crawls back into the ring, but Aphi is waiting for her! She stomps her down, not letting her up! Davis is getting up as well, so Aphi switches her focus again, stomping Amanda down now! She can’t keep them both down, however, as Joann runs at Aphi, hitting her with a spinning wheel kick! Joann then goes back after Aphi who is getting back up and sends her back down with a spinning neckbreaker! Summers is on a roll, turning her attention to Davis . Joann tries to kick Davis , but it is caught… However, Joann then enziguris her, nailing her on the side of the head! 6 minutes remaining… Davis doesn’t fall immediately, stumbling a bit. Joann is quick to reach her feet, and she goes right back after Amanda, lifting her up for a suplex! Unfortunately for her, Aphi is now up, and she pushes Davis weight back, which Amanda uses to plant Joann with a swinging DDT! Davis gets up again, still quite dazed as Aphi comes behind her and hits a bridging German suplex! 1…2…3! Amanda Davis - 2 Aphrodisia Jordan - 2 Joann Summers - 1 Burst - We’re all tied up! Falcoon - Jordan just tied Davis , and Summers trails by 1 with 5 minutes left! 5 minutes remaining… Aphi then immediately turns to Joann, who is still holding her head! She pins her quickly! 1…2… KICKOUT! Davis is reaching her feet now, and she runs at a now standing Aphi… She clotheslines her near the ropes, with both of them getting caught, sending them both over to the outside! All three women are down! Falcoon - This match hasn’t stopped for a moment! Burst - Not until right now, and maybe that one other time… Falcoon - I mean, they just keep going at each other! 4 minutes remaining… Joann is getting up, using the ropes for assistance. Davis and Jordan get up at the same time. Davis is slightly quicker, so she grabs Aphi and throws her into the steel steps! Jordan groans in pain as Davis slides into the ring. Joann is waiting for her trying to kick her. It’s caught once again, and again, Joann tries for an enziguri! Davis ducks, however, putting Joann on her stomach! Amanda the applies a half crab! The ref is asking Joann for a submission, which she profusely denies! The crowd is going wild as Joann tries for the ropes in vain, with Aphi slowly getting up as the clock ticks down… 3 minutes remaining… Falcoon - Joann is hanging on but she is going nowhere! Burst - Help isn’t coming fast enough… it’s lucky for her that her knee wasn’t worked on too much. Davis wrenches back on the hold, with Joann struggling to hold on, tugging at her hair. In a last ditch move, Joann musters up all her strength and moves towards the ropes. She gets closer and closer… only to have Davis pull her back to the center of the ring! FINALLY, Aphi is back in the ring just when it looks as though Joann MIGHT tap out! She boots Davis to the face, breaking the hold! Joann holds her knee as Davis gets back to her feet. 2 minutes remaining... Falcoon - Still tied with two minutes to go! Burst - And Summers knee isn’t gonna help her get back in this! Davis falls back into the corner and Aphrodisia charges at her, shoulder thrusting her multiple times. Aphi the picks Davis up in a body slam, and positions Davis upside down in the corner in a tree of woe! Aphi the backs up to take another run at Amanda… but as she does this, Joann Summers pops up behind her and gets a reverse roll up on Aphrodisia 1…2…3! Amanda Davis - 2! Aphrodisia Jordan - 2! Joann Summers - 2! 1 minute remaining!!! Davis falls out of the corner and Aphi slams the mat in frustration! Joann is still slow to her feet, her knee badly damaged. Time is winding down now with under one minute left! Burst - This might have to go to overtime! Suddenly Tara Headoff rushes down through the crowd with her kendo stick in hand.. She hops the guard rail and the fans begin the countdown.. 10.. 9.. 8.. she cracks Amanda Davis in the back of the head with the stick! Amanda hits the ground 7... 6... Aphrodisia covers... 1...2...3! 2...1...! Tara hops back over the railing and exits through the crowd. Missy Janson - Here is your winner and NEW WoW #1 Contender....With 3 Pinfalls... Aphrodisia Jordan! Falcoon - Aphrodisia walks out the #1 contender.. But one's gotta wonder if she really desurved that victory? Burst - Hey she got the most pinfalls didn't she? Falcoon - Yeah but.. Burst - So shut up about it! Falcoon - Well OWF fans a month from now OWF comes to you with its newest addition of the Pay Per View lineup! Its OWF Funeral of Hearts and its gonna be in Los Angeles California from the staples center! Burst - We had to change the pay per view name because another federation *cough* ASW *cough* decided to rip off our previous february ppv "Broken Hearts". Falcoon - Assholes anyway... The crowd goes quiet as "Money, Cash, Hoes by DMX is blared all over the P.A System in the arena. Chachi Rodriguez comes out in his white cabana hat and tuxedo down to the ring...The fans are in amazement. Chachi grabs the microphone and starts to speak as the music cuts off. Chachi - Lady And a Gentleman, I a' Chachi Rodriguez would'a like'a to introduce'a to you...On Suprise'a visit from East Phoenix Hospitale, The Most sought after'a superstar...Please Welcome to'a Clash of The Champions....The Perrrrrrrrsonification of Perrrrrrrrrrfection..Brrrrrrrrrian Lemay!!!!!' The music resumes louder than before....Lemay comes out with his ribs taped, his hair slicked back, He has gucci sunglasses on, and you can see a bandage over his left eye from the automobile accident. His green trunk pants with black diamond dollar signs glimmer in the ring lights, Lemay walks down to the ring and grabs the mic off Chachi Rodriguez and begins to speak. Lemay - I told you all that I would be watching the Clash of Champions, But I decided to discharge myself from that East Phoenix dump that they call a hospital. Me and Chachi got our stuff and bolted for Las Vegas this morning, so that we could be here in time to let the world know what's really going to happen here in the OWF. First of all, My first round of business here that was taken away from me 2 weeks ago...The Road To Glory Tournament oppurtunity. Electric Guitar you gutless coward! You hired those two automobiles to wreck my brand new Rolls Royce Phantom that nite and put me in that shit hole of a hospital for TWO weeks!! Because Why??!!!! ...This chump was too afraid to mess with perfection...So his pansy ass hired hitmen against me!.. Well it only worked temporary EG!....Now I'm back...Try that shit with me again EG....These next couple of weeks, You are going to be seeing more and more of The P.o.P Brian Lemay whether you like it or not! You will be giving me that PDA Title should you win tonight!! And if you lose...Doesnt matter!!...Your ass is still going to feel the P.o.P!!!!!!! Lemay drops the microphone laughing as the shows resumes with his music blaring while walking out of the ring to the backstage area. Burst - Well we got a Road to Glory match coming up here! But not only that… it’s also for the PDA TITLE!!! Falcoon - Not to mention it’s taking place at the MGM Grand Casino! Does that mean we don’t get ring entrances and theme music? Missy Janson - The following contest is a Road to Glory match! It is also a match for the Public Display of Aggression title and will be held in the MGM Grand Casino! Both competitors are in the casino and ready for action! Burst - Yeah, pretty much… but we DO get to join them live via satellite! We look up at the OWFtron and we see Spaz Blud lurking around the slot machines of the empty casino. He knows Electric Guitar is nearby, but he’s unsure of where. Suddenly, he spots a quarter on the ground. He picks it up, and then looks around cautiously. Spaz inserts it into one of the machines for one play, but judging by the look on his face, he didn’t win. When he turns around, Electric Guitar is waiting for him. EG - JACKPOT! EG grabs Spaz’s head and slams him into one of the slot machines. Spaz retreats quickly as EG throws a chair at him. He makes his way towards a poker table as EG follows him. Seeing a stack of poker chips, Spaz grabs a handful and starts throwing them like mini Frisbees in Mr. Guitar’s direction. At first, EG isn’t at all concerned… until one hits him in the eye! Momentarily stunned, Spaz runs at him and dropkicks his opponent to the floor. Falcoon - I don’t think the ref has found them yet! Burst - It’s a big casino! As if on cue, the ref is on the scene, being led by one of the MGM employees… After helping the ref, the MGM employee jumps on EG for a quick pin attempt! 1… Don’t think so. Falcoon - No way! Burst - That’s the god damn roulette table bastard who fucked me over 2 nights ago! Spaz picks up the employee by the shirt and pants and tosses him into a fountain nearby. EG is up by this time and finds his next weapon… a deck of cards? Spaz sees this and laughs, coming towards EG. Not one to panic, EG takes one card and slices it across Spaz’s arm, giving him a nasty paper cut! Burst - Well I’m glad this isn’t a First Blood match, cause that woulda been the worst ending EVER! Falcoon - That’s actually pretty hard to do intentionally, you know. Burst - Falcoon, if you wanna kill yourself, use a knife not paper, ok? Spaz holds his arm very briefly while EG drops the cards. The two of them decide to lock up, and EG drops to his knees and flips Spaz over with a fireman’s carry. Spaz tries to get up, but EG is there waiting. He doesn’t let him get up, simply kicking him in the middle of the back. He then grabs Spaz’s head and pummels him with right hands! Trying to use his surroundings as if he were in a ring, EG climbs up on the poker table. Spaz doesn’t stay down long, however, reaching his feet and pulling EG’s legs out from underneath him. EG’s head hits the table hard as he falls. Meanwhile, Spaz finds one of those sticks that pulls all the chips in… yeah I don’t know what it’s called, I’m not a gambler… EAT SHIT! Spaz takes this thing and smacks EG in the knees with it, causing him to scream out in pain. Spaz then hurries towards his head and begins choking him out with it! Falcoon - Man I hate Hells Fire! Burst - *singing poorly* Heeeeeelllllllssssss Fire! You guys are so cool! I wanna be just like you! In everything that you do. HEEEEELLLLLLSSSSSSS FIRE! Awesome wrestling moves! Everytime you hurt someone it makes me wanna groove! Falcoon - What the hell? Spaz lets go and climbs up on to the table with EG. He walks over to his feet to apply a submission hold, but EG launches him off the table with his feet! Spaz ends up landing back first into another table! At this point, EG hops down and grabs Spaz by the hair, leading him towards the roulette tables… EG spins the table as hard as he can and he forces Spaz’s face on to it, grinding it hard! The table stops spinning soon after because of this! Burst - That’s cheating! Falcoon - PDA, remember? Burst - No… I remember the song though! Falcoon - Please no. Burst - Heeeeeeeeelllllllllllssssss… Spaz is a little woozy after that. EG then lines up Spaz for a superkick, which he calls “Taste of Greatness”! He goes for it, but Spaz dodges at the last minute. With the miss, EG finds his leg on top of the roulette table. Spaz the punches EG in the gut and DDT’s him on the corner of the table!!! Burst - That’s gotta be it! Falcoon - It could be, his head got slammed pretty hard and he looks to be bleeding now! Spaz pins him. 1…2… 2 ½! Spaz then backs off as EG slowly gets up. While getting up, EG wobbles backwards towards a small set of stairs leading downwards. Spaz charges him, but EG flapjacks him on the stairs, surely cracking a rib in the process. EG turns Spaz over and pins him on the stairs! 1…2… 2 ½! Falcoon - Two near falls for both competitors! Burst - You can’t like either man’s chances going into the finals later tonight! Falcoon - True, but all the finalists will have fought twice tonight! Burst - Yes, but Spaz could have a cracked rib, and EG might have a concussion! Both men are down the stairs now, and in the background, we can see the horse race area in the background on many different TV’s. EG picks up Spaz and suplex's him to the floor. EG covers.. 1...2... The pinfall is broken up as EG is yanked off Spaz by the legs and drug face first down the last two stairs. Falcoon - Its Lemay! Lemay is getting his revenge on EG! Lemay picks up EG by the hair... Rock bottom on the concret! Lemay grabs Spaz by the belt loop and tosses him over EG... 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Here is your winner, advancer in the Road to Glory and PDA champion... Spaz! Burst - HA! HA HA HA! In your face! Falcoon - Spaz was done for but Lemay decided to interfere! Burst - Where's my 20 bucks? Falcoon - Its in your ass! I'm not paying you. Burst - Come on Come on... Gordie reaches into his wallet and pulls out 20 one dollar bills and tosses them at Nick. Burst - What's with the ones? What are you? A crack dealer? Falcoon - OHHHHH HOOOOO AHOOO! *cough* new subject *cough* We go back to the executive office. Meca Blight is passed out ontop of the desk with an empty bottle of vodka. Prez DK walks in and looks around the room then down at Meca on the desk. He picks up the bottle and throws it in the trashcan then looks over to Prez Storm who is watching TV. Prez DK - Storm! What the fuck did you do to Meca? Prez Storm - We where playing cards and he got all drunk and hyper.. So I gave him a vicodin or three. Prez DK - You gave him vicodin? Prez Storm - Oh wait.. No I'm sorry.. I didn't give him vicodin. Prez DK - Thank god. Prez Storm - Those where valiums. Wayyy stronger! Prez DK - What the... Man get the hell outta here and go do something productive! Go help put the tower together! Prez Storm - You got it boss! Storm leaves the room.. We cut to another section of the arena where the tower of death is still being assembled. The ring crew is suspended high in the air on ropes as the put together the upper chaimber of the tower. We cut back to the ring where a steel cage has been assembled. Falcoon - As you just saw the Tower of Death is nearly complete! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for a cage match! You must escape the cage to win the match! The winner will be the final advancer in the Road to Glory Tournament and will fight for the rights to be the OWF Champion! Introducing first... From Smithtown, New York... Angel! The soft, yet haunting piano melodies of The Coming Curse by Iced Earth calmly resonate from the speakers. As the sound fills the arena, a faint beam of golden light shines on the entrance. There are a few moments of silence as the piano continues, then the distorted guitars kick in and flames shoot up lining the ramp. Angel slowly walks out, observing his surroundings and not phased by the crowds reaction. He continues to the ring in this same manner, and only when he is in the middle of the ring for a few moments does the music stop, echoing throughout the arena. Missy Janson - And his opponent.. PA System - Calliiiii.... Forniaaa LLLLove! "California Love" by Tupac blares over the speakers, sending the fans into a frenzy! Missy Janson - From Los Angeles, California... Greg Jackson! Falcoon - These two have been fueding since the doors reopened here in the OWF! Burst - Its because Greg Jackson is an arrogant asshole! Greg Jackson comes out from the back and starts jumping around to pump up the fans. He then makes his way down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. After testing the ropes a few times, he climbs out of the ring and finds a young child to give them a classic Greg Jackson Souvenir... a partially thawed micorwavable bean and cheese burrito... a gift that child will never forget. Greg then re-enters the ring. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) As the bell rings, Greg Jackson has his back turned pulling on the top rope to get stretched out when Angel charges him from behind catching him with a double axe handle blow to the back of the head. Angel then turns Jackson around and begins to take him to the woodshed with right hands that connect hard, rocking Jackson's head back. Angel then rears back and catches Jackson in the chest with a viscious knife edge chop in which the crowd responds with "WOOOO!". Angel then connects with a second, a third, and finally a fourth and Jackson stumbles out of the corner holding his chest in pain. Angel then bounces off the ropes and takes Jackson off of his feet with a hard running clothesline! Jackson is layed out on the mat in pain, rolling to the corner trying to get to his feet. The crowd breaks into a loud chorus of boos as Angel throws his arms to his sides in the center of the ring like he's King Shit. Greg Jackson makes his way to the nearby corner, pulling himself up trying to get his head straight. Angel looks over at Jackson and smirks charging at him. Jackson at the last second gets his legs up and catches Angel in the face with double boots! Jackson then does a single leap to the middle turnbuckle and delievers a beautiful spinning heel kick to Angel's face taking him off his feet! Jackson then nips up and quickly bounces off the far side ropes AND DELIEVERS ROLLING THUNDER TO ANGEL AND GOES FOR A QUICK COVER! 1...2...Angel kicks out! Burst - Get up Angel! You have a world title to win later tonight! Jackson gets back to his feet and doesn't waste time connecting a hard right to Angel's face and sends him into the ropes. When Angel comes back, Jackson ducks his head attempting a back body drop. Angel quickly stops and goes to kick Jackson in the face. Jackson quickly stands back up and does a full body bridge almost Matrix style, comes back up and ducks a standing clothesline from Angel, and gets behind him and delievers a German Suplexe! Jackson goes down again for a cover. 1...2....Angel kicks out! Jackson hits the mat in frustration and knees Angel in the face and bounces off the ropes again and drops a quick leg drop to his face shades of Sean Waltman! Jackson then bounces off the ropes using his speed advantage and attempts another Rolling Thunder...ONLY TO HAVE ANGEL COUNTER BY BRINGING HIS KNEES UP INTO JACKSON'S SPINE! Jackson is rolling around on the mat in pain as Angel starts to make his way to his knees trying to get his bearings after Jackson's cruiserweight style assault. Angel finally makes his way to his feet and drills Jackson in the face with a HARD right hand as Jackson makes his way to his feet. When Jackson starts making his way back to his feet, Angel hits him with a right hand that rocks the teeth of everyone in attendence and watching TV! Jackson's head snaps back and he falls onto his back holding his face in pain! Angel glares down at him and pulls him up by his braids and whips him HARD into the turnbuckle and charges in with a splash, but he won't let Jackson fall! He begins hitting him with a flurry of rights and lefts as his anger over Jackson's assault is evident. He then grabs Jackson by the hair again and rams him head first into the cage! The crowd begins to boo as Jackson drops to the mat holding his face in pain. Angel looks out to the crowd with a sick grin, and goes into his jeans and pulls out a can of Budweiser, chugs it down and bashes Jackson in the head with the can! He begins bashing Jackson over and over and over again! As the can begins to flatten, Angel begins using the corners, CUTTING JACKSON'S HEAD!!! Jackson is screaming out in pain as Angel is slashing at him with no mercy! The referee begins yelling at Angel who simply turns and makes like he's going to backhand the ref! The ref jumps away quickly and Angel continues slashing at Jackson's head before finally tossing the beer can aside! He then begins throwing hard rights to Jackson's forehead, forcing the cut open more! Jackson finally drops to the mat as blood is beginning to flow from his forehead! Jackson is laying on the mat holding his head in pain, moving into the corner again. Angel makes his way back in and whips Jackson into the far side turnbuckle. Angel then goes to bounce off the ropes as Jackson rebounds out of the turnbuckle, AND ANGEL SPEARS HIM TO THE MAT ALMOST TAKING JACKSON OUT OF HIS CLOTHES AND BOOTS! Angel then goes for the cover. 1...2...JACKSON KICKS OUT! Angel looks at the referee with a threatening glare, thinking that the match was over! Angel then pulls Jackson back up and whips into the ropes and delievers a pulverising powerslam! He then pulls Jackson back up and rams his head HARD into the cage causing Jackson to crumble into a pile on the mat! He's wearing the crimson mask as the cut on his forehead is WIDE open now! Angel then begins to put the boots to Jackson! When he lets up, and starts to allow Jackson back to his feet, he almost playfull just nudges Jackson back down to the mat with boots to the head! Angel then pulls Jackson to his feet and grabs him by the hair and begins to put the bad mouth on him. Angel - C'MON JACKSON! YOU'RE SUPPOSE TO BE BETTER THAN THIS! C'MON YOU PIECE OF SHIT SHOW ME SOMETHING! Angel then slaps him in the face. Angel - SHOW ME SOMETHING! YOU'RE NOT SO FUNNY NOW ARE YOU SHITLOCKS?! Burst - Hehe.. Shitlocks! Angel slaps him in the face again! Angel - C'MON BITCH! SHOW ME SOMETHING! When Angel goes to slap Jackson again, Jackson simply throws a thumb to Angel's eyes, drops to the mat and delievers a low blow! Angel's eyes open WIDE and his mouth makes an "O" shape! Jackson is back up and hits Angel with a hard right hand! Jackson then chops Angel's chest! He throws another punch, and another chop! Another punch and another chop! He then bounces off the ropes, and drops down to the mat going between Angel's legs and delievers a standing drop kick to the back of Angel's head, SENDING HIM THROW THE ROPES AND HIS HEAD CRASHING INTO THE CAGE! Jackson is then up quickly and bounces off the ropes, AND DELIEVERS A SEATED DROP KICK TO THE BACK OF ANGEL'S HEAD AGAIN BASHING ANGEL'S FACE HEAD FIRST INTO THE UNFORGIVING STEEL OF THE CAGE! The crowd pops LOUDLY as both men are layed out in the ring. Jackson exausted and in pain from Angel's assault, and Angel from the sudden high impact exchange! The ref beins his count. 1....2....3.....4.....5.....6......7.....8.....9....JACKSON NIPS UP AND THE CROWD IS GOING NUTS! Burst - Disqualify Jackson! Jackson has a VERY intense look on his face! Fun and games are DEFINATELY over now! He pulls Angel up by his hair and drills him in the face with a HARD right hand that damn near sends a tooth to the nosebleed section! Jackson catches him with another right, takes a right from Angel and hits him with another hard right! Jackson then bounces off the ropes, ducks a clothesline from Angel and comes off the nearside ropes and hits a drop kick to the larger man's knee! Angel drops to the mat clutching his knee in pain! Jackson then leaps to the top rope with a single leap and delievers a beautiful Shooting Star Press! He hooks the leg going for the pin! 1...2...ANGEL KICKS OUT! And the crowd lets out a LOUD gasp as they thought the match was over! Falcoon - ITS OVER! Burst - NOOOO!!!! Falcoon - Maybe not.. is it? The commentators look to Uncle Bo the Time keeper and he shrugs... Jackson shakes his head and puts a few more boots to Angel and then hoists him up, and plants him to the mat with a modified Michinoku Driver! Jackson then begins to climb the cage and the crowd is going nuts thinking that Jackson is looking to escape the cage! When he gets to the top of the cage, he stands up onto the cage and the crowd starts to go INSANE when they notice that Jackson is simply sizing up Angel! The crowd lets out a LOUD scream of excitement! JACKSON LEAPS AND EXECUTES A SHOOTING STAR PRESS FROM THE TOP OF THE STEEL CAGE!!!! THE CROWD IS GOING INSANE AT THE SPOT! "JACKSON! JACKSON! JACKSON!" Greg Jackson begins trying to move over to make the cover as that move took as much out of him as it did Angel! As he begins to make his way over to throw his arm over Angel! He throws his arm over him! He's going to get it! SUDDENLY SPAZ IS RUNNING LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL DOWN THE AISLE WITH HIS PDA TITLE IN TOW! 1.... He quickly decks the outside official and opens the cage door entering the ring! 2.... SPAZ DRILLS JACKSON IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH THE PDA TITLE JUST AS THE REF IS ABOUT TO COUNT 3!!! HE QUICKLY ROLLS ANGEL ONTO JACKSON! He begins yelling at the ref. Spaz - COUNT GODDAMMIT! YOU FUCKING COUNT NOW!!! 1...2....3! The crowd goes into a LOUD chorus of boos as the ref has no choice but to raise Angel's hand in victory even though he is out cold! Missy Janson - Here is your winner and advancer to the finals of the road to glory... Angel! Falcoon - You know what this means? Burst - Well it wasn't in french. Falcoon - Spaz, Angel, and Plague are all in the finals! Burst - I tried to tell you! I tried to fucking tell you that Hells Fire was the dominate force! Falcoon - The odds are against Daemon Hawk! Missy Janson - The following contest is the FIRST of tonights triple main event! Its scheduled for a cage match! It's for the WoW championship! Introducing first... The challenger... From Anchorage, Alaska... Eclipse!! "Heroes" by Shinedown blares throughout the arena as the screen goes blank white. Slowly black oozes down the screen till all is black. Then the name Eclipse fades onto the black in blue lettering. Eclipse steps out onto entranceway and stops to whip her head from side to side, cracking her neck. Her dark blue eyes seem to light up as if she's trying to keep the crazed intensity within them at bay. Silently she walks down to the ring and climbs through the cage door. With her back turned towards her opponent she waits for the match to begin. Falcoon - This is the first ever OWF womens cage match! Burst - This chick right here belongs in a cage, in a zoo! PA System - I did it all.. just for her.. I did it all just for her love's hard as death, just me and my.. Poision Girl! A blistering chill floats through the crowd as the lights dim and "Poision Girl" by HIM drowns the crowd. Missy Janson - And her opponent... She is the current WoW Champion!! From Phoenix Arizona... Alexis... Cage!! Suddenly from behind the curtain comes Alexis Cage dressed in her normal ring attire. She holds her arms high in the air and the arena leaps to their feet, she feeds off the energy of the crowd and rushes to the ring where she climbs into the cage and leaps onto the turnbuckle. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Alexis steps forward to attack, but stops for a moment and looks around. She can't seem to figure out why Eclipse isn't facing her or moving. It's obvious she's becoming paranoid over this. After a few moments of internal debate she just shrugs and decides to go on the offensive. She runs over with a dropkick that sends Eclipse forward against the cage. Alexis then rams her against the cage again. Eclipse bounces off the hard steel and falls to the ground in a heap. Alexis raises her arms with a smile to play to the crowd. Her paranoia has left and she's found her comfort zone in the ring within the first moments of the match. For good measure she kicks Eclipse in the gut. Falcoon - These two women are brutal! Burst - I've never seen this side of Alexis, its kinda sexy! Out of pure curiousity she steps away from Eclipse and watches as her opponent stands up again. Eclipse stares at the ground in a listless manner. She makes no move to attack. Cage takes a swing at Eclipse, connecting with her face. She hits her a couple more times before pulling her back by her hair before hitting a reverse neckbreaker. Alexis rushes forward again with a kick to Eclipse's gut that rolls her over. She goes for the kick again. Eclipse manages to get her hand in the way. The first sign she's even bothering to do anything this match so far. Alexis pulls her back to her feet by her hair and shoves her face against the unforgiving cage. Blood begins running down Eclipse's face. Alexis smashes her head against the cage again before letting her drop to the ground. Burst - Oh my god! Theirs nothing sexy about that! Falcoon - Eclipse is soaked in blood! Alexis is looking extremly impressive right now! Eclipse holds her head for a moment before getting to her feet again. She shakes her head as if trying to get the cobwebs out. An odd smile forms on her face. Instead of going after Alexis though she just turns to the cage and smack her own head against it a few times. Alexis stares at her in a mixture of confusion and horror. Eclipse cracks her neck by turning her head at an angle to each side while doing some stretching. Blood runs down her face. Her tongue stretches out to taste it. Then she slowly walks towards Alexis who isn't sure what to make of her opponent's strange behavior. She's not gonna wait to find out what. She launches forward with a flurry of punches. Eclipse returns fire. Soon the women are trading blows in mass. Eclipse gains the upperhand with her upper body strength by landing a thunderous blow to Cage's temple. Falcoon - You can kill a person doing that! Cage staggers sideways in a daze. Eclipse snags her arm and pulls her back before clotheslining her across the throat. Alexis hits the mat hard while choking violently. Eclipse gets her back to her feet and tosses Alexis over her shoulder. Then without warning she rushes forward with a burst of speed and throws Alexis facefirst against the cage. Her face smacks against the steel mesh and falls to the ground on the other side of the ropes in a heap. Alexis begins to stir. Her hands cup her face. As she pulls them away she realizes she's busted open. Blood pours from above her eyebrow. Eclipse stalks forward and reaches through the ropes to grab her now bleeding opponent. Alexis kicks upward catching Eclipse in the jaw. She stumbles back a step from the force of the kic. Alexis gets into the ring and grabs Eclipse by the hair before jumping forward and bulldogging the other woman's face into the mat. A large spot of blood is left on the mat from where Eclipse's face impacted against it. Falcoon - I don't think she's got much blood left in her Nick! Burst - Maybe the bitch can take some from (CENSORED!) Falcoon - Your just gross! Burst - What?! It was funny... As Eclipse is trying to get back to her feet Alexis rams a knee into her skull sending a spray of crimson spatter into the air. It rolls Eclipse onto her back. Seeing her opponent down, Alexis decides to climb the cage towards her victory. As she's halfway up Eclipse gets to her feet. Alexis's hand reaches the top of the cage, right before Eclipse rams the cage wall causing her to lose her grip. Alexis hangs by one hand and struggles to regain her footing and grip. Eclipse leaps up and grabs Alexis' dangling feet and pulls her down. The champs face smacks against the cage a few times on the way down. She lays next to the cage, holding her face in agony. Eclipse runs to the other end of the ring, bounces off the ropes, and runs back before leaping into a two-footed sliding kick that plows Cage's face into the unforgiving metal of the cage. Eclipse gets herself back to her feet before pulling Alexis to hers once more. Both women are covered in blood, but it's now so thick on Alexis' face it's almost difficult to recognize her. Just as she's about to attack Alexis again Eclipse stops. Joann Summers runs down and stands outside of the cage. She bangs on it. With Eclipse distracted, Alexis takes advantage by punching her in the mouth before grabbing her hair and pulling her face down to meet her striking knee. Alexis knees her in a the face a couple of times and drops her to the ground before turning to Joann. Joann smiles and tosses an item into the ring. Falcoon - Joann just tosses Alexis some knucks! Like this match needs to get any bloodier... I'm gonna have nightmares for weeks! Burst - I looked like that once when I earned my red wings! Falcoon - This match has gotten outta hand. I've NEVER seen two women fight this extreme in my life! Alexis kneels down and picks up the object. It's a set of brass knuckles. She smiles through all the blood on her face, looking like some kind of demented creature rather than the beautiful female champion she is. She doesn't notice Eclipse is already up behind her. Joann starts to point, but Alexis looks at her confused. Eclipse drives her fist into the back of Cage's neck before pushing her against the wall of steel Joann stands outside of. With Alexis stuck between her and the cage, Eclipse grabs the hand that has the brass knuckles and pries them from Alexis'hand. Alexis looks all but helpless in her struggle as Eclipse puts the brass knuckles on her right hand. Eclipse glares at Joann while punching Alexis in the kidney a few times with the brass knuckles. Alexis cries out in agony, her beautiful, blood soaked face pressed against the mesh of steel. Eclipse then twists to the side and hits Cage in the side of her face with the brass knuckles before letting her drop to the mat. Falcoon - Tell em to stop the god damn match! Thats fucking nasty! Burst - I gotta agree with you. Man this is taking it too far! Falcoon - She's REALLY fucking hitting her with brass knuckles! Eclipse smiles sinisterly, her teeth are covered in as much blood as her face. She spits some blood down next to Joann before turning her attention back to Alexis... She lifts Alexis to her wobbly feet. End Of Innocence!! Eclipse makes the pin.. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Here is your winner and NEW WoW Champion... Eclipse! Falcoon - I'm glad that one is over. Burst - That sucks! Who hired these writers?! Falcoon - Sssshh.. Burst - Oh. Ooops. FUCK YOU! Falcoon - Who are you talking to? Burst - This bitch screaming at me in my headset! Shut up lady.. I slipped! Falcoon - How did you get your job anyway? I just don't understand it. -- LIVE PPV HOUR 4 -- Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for a fatal fourway elimination match! The fans rise to their feet and begin are array of cheers that rock the arena. "Begin Again" by Shinedown plays over the pa system at a low volume as Missy talks. Falcoon - Time to crown a champion! AHHHHOOOOOOOOOOO! Missy Janson - It will lead us to the end of the Road to Glory tournament and determine the OWF World Champion! Falcoon - This is the moment these four men have been waiting for! I was told earlier today that this match is NOT to have ANY outside interference, which could work as a disadvantage to Daemon Hawk. Burst - It has nothing to do with Hawk! This is about crowning us a champion! Missy Janson - Introducing first!... From Toronto, Ontario, Canada... Plague!!! The arena goes black, then a spotlight appears on the back of Plague. He turns around and holds his right hand in the air. His guitar is slung in front of him. He slides his pick up the string making a loud screech. The Hell's Fire logo is seen on the Titantron interchanging with the Sadistic Souls logo. "Down With The Sickness" is heard through the PA. Strobe lights go off, making Plague's way down to the ring in slow motion. He slides into the ring and throws his hand up in the air and the pyros go off in from the ring posts. He walks over to his corner and stands up and raises his guitar in the air. He sits cross legged on the turnbuckle and waits for the match to begin. Missy Janson - Introducing next.. From Seattle, Washington... "The Misfit" Spaz! The lights go dark, the crowd raises to there feet to look at the ramp. There on one knee is a man in a leather Jacket with a patch that reads " Legacy of Brutality", the figure raises his head to reveal a mowhawk (in a fan) , which has HF painted on it. He turns around and lights a smoke, he raises his head to reveal that he is Spaz. Spaz then lights a smoke and heads down the ramp as the crowd starts to chant "Wanna Be". Spaz makes it to the ring and discards of his Leather Jacket. Falcoon - I just think that the brackets should have been made different. Burst - I think Hells Fire is in this match because they all desurve it! Falcoon - Be that as it may, Its still not right. Missy Janson - The third competitor... From Trenton New Jersey... Daemon HAWK!!! The lights in the arena cut out completely for a few seconds as "Feel So Numb" by Rob Zombie fills the arena. A green and white strobe light blink throughout the arena as Daemon Hawk steps out from behind the curtain.Hawk comes out pumped up and does throws a fist in the air for the fans. Hawk walks down to the ring slappin hands with some of the fans. He slides into the ring and stands up right in the middle. He walks over to the ropes throws up a fist for the fans again. Falcoon - Good luck Daemon Hawk! Burst - ~sarcastic girly tone~ Good luck hawk.. Thats YOU! THATS WHAT YOU SOUND LIKE! Missy Janson - And finally... From Smithtown, NY... Angel!! The soft, yet haunting piano melodies of The Coming Curse by Iced Earth calmly resonate from the speakers. As the sound fills the arena, a faint beam of golden light shines on the entrance. There are a few moments of silence as the piano continues, then the distorted guitars kick in and flames shoot up lining the ramp. Angel slowly walks out, observing his surroundings and not phased by the crowds reaction. He continues to the ring in this same manner, and only when he is in the middle of the ring for a few moments does the music stop, echoing throughout the arena. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) They all start in seperate corners. As soon as the bell tolls they instantly dart from their corner and go for the person strait across from them! Angel and Daemon tie up.. Angel gets the quick advantage with leverage, Daemon fights back with a knee to the stomach, Daemon scoops him up and is about to follow it up with a fall away slam but Spaz runs in from the side and kicks Daemon in the back of the knee.. Daemon falls down with Angel ontop of him. Angel hooks his leg.. 1... Daemon kicks out quickly. Plague is waiting in the corner to strike unnoticed. Spaz drop kicks Angel in the face, causing him to roll off from Daemon. Falcoon - I never expected this match to be every man for himself. Spaz gets to his feet then turns to look for the missing competitor Plague. Plague darts from the corner and spears Spaz to the mat! Plague leaps up to his feet but is met by Daemon who delivers a running lariat into a cross arm bar! Angel gets back up and looks at Spaz who is holding his stomach on the mat. He grabs Spaz by the back of the head and pulls him to the corner post, he lifts Spaz up and tosses him into the turnbuckle then begins to climb. He lays into Spaz as the fans count the punches.. 1...2...3...4...5...6....7...8..9..........For the tenth and final blow Angel drives both elbows into Spaz's temples! Angel grabs Spaz's hand and whips him into the ropes.. Daemon pulls down the top rope and Spaz tumbles over to the ground! Daemon slides under the bottom rope and goes after Spaz. Falcoon - And the tag partners are left alone in the ring! Angel waits for his oppertunity as Plague stands up. Angel darts in for him, but Plague delivers a drop toe hold on Angel. Plague shoots himself off the ropes and attempts a running senton splash, Angel rolls out of the way and Plague hits nothing but mat! Outside the ring Daemon has Spaz in a vertical suplex, he drops Spaz right over the guard rail belly first! Daemon looks up in the ring at Angel and Plague, Angel has Plague in a crippler crossface, then Daemon goes back to work on Spaz. He pulls Spaz off the guard rail then lifts him up again.. He throws down Spaz onto the guard rail groin first! Falcoon - Ewwww! Burst - Right to the baby maker! Daemon turns Spaz towards him.. DDT OFF THE GUARD RAIL TO THE FLOOR! Inside the ring Plague grabs the bottom rope and Angel releases his hold. Daemon picks Spaz up and rolls him into the ring.. Daemon slides back in and as he stands up Angel grabs him by the back of the head.. bulldog! Angel covers.. 1...2. Kickout by Daemon Hawk! Plague is back on his feet and climbing to the top turnbuckle. He measures up Spaz... Epidemic Drop! He covers a beaten down Spaz. Burst - Spaz has taken alot of abuse tonight! 1...2... Spaz kicks out! Angel kicks Plague in the back of the head as he's rolling off Spaz. Plague grabs Angel by the foot and pulls him to the mat.. ANKLE LOCK! Angel quickly breaks out of the hold. Daemon Hawk is up, he approaches Spaz as Angel and Plague break out into a fist fight brawl on the mat. Daemon pulls Spaz to the corner and lifts him up onto the turnbuckle, he climbs up with him, daringly they are both on the top turnbuckle standing up! Spaz tries to counter it.. But Daemon leaps off with Spaz hooked! Falcoon - HAWK ATTACK ON SPAZ! He nails the top rope brainbuster! Daemon covers.. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Spaz has been eliminated! Here is your new PDA champion.. Daemon Hawk! Falcoon - We have a new PDA champion too! Daemon Hawk! Angel floors Plague with a side russian leg sweep. Daemon is pumped as he shoots himself off the ropes and delivers a spinning wheel kick to Angel! Daemon makes a quick cover.. 1...2.. Angel kicks out! Plague manages to get back on his feet and quickly drops his leg over the back of Daemon's neck! Plague and Angel get back up. They make eye contact then decide to team up against Daemon. Falcoon - I knew this was coming! Burst - ITS LEGAL! Falcoon - Its bullshit. Its sapouse to be every man for himself! The tag team partners go right to the assult.. laying boots to Daemon. He tries to roll out of the ring but Angel grabs his foot and pulls him back in. He kicks wildly and busts Angel in the mouth then manages to get to his feet. He runs in for a double clothesline but Plague and Angel both catch him in mid air.. They lift him up and slam him with a double rock bottom! Angel and Plague are both ontop of him... 1...2.. Daemon kicks out! Falcoon - Good for you! Get em Daemon! They all lay on the mat trying to catch their breaths from the nights performance. Angel is the first to his feet followed by Plague, together they grab Daemon, Angel puts Daemon's head between his legs and begins to lift him as Plague jumps up to the top turnbuckle... Burst - Here comes the crucifixion! YES! Plague dives off the top turnbuckle just as Angel is lifting Daemon up into a powerbomb position... Plague delivers a neckbreaker on the way down! Plague pins Daemon.. Spaz climbs back into the ring and leaps on both of them! 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Daemon Hawk has been eliminated! And your new PDA champion... Spaz! Falcoon - NEW PDA CHAMPION! Burst - Thats like 10 on the night! Falcoon - I guess Spaz won that one! He was the man on top! Fourth time tonight! Plague stands up.. Angel attempts a superkick! Plague ducks it and grabs Angel's leg, he spins Angel around... Both men leap at each other.. DOUBLE HOOKING CLOTHESLINE! They are both out cold with their hands over each others chests. The referee looks confused and counts! 1...2...3! Falcoon - I don't get it.. Who won!? Senior referee Andrew Caps leans over the ropes and whispers to Missy. Missy Janson - Here are your winners... and DUEL OWF Champions... Angel and Plague! Falcoon - What the hell!? Burst - We don't do that crap here! Falcoon - Are you serious? BLAH! Thats poop! They have to share the title!? Prez Storm - Wait a second.. wait a second! This isn't Absolutly Shitty Wrestling! Prez Storm is standing on the top of the tower of death watching what has just happened. Prez Storm - We don't do duel champions in the OWF! Let the record show they did both win the titles... BUT RIGHT HERE TONIGHT.. ONE of you will walk out the OWF champion! Restart the timer! Angel and Plague.. come over to the tower boys! Because its Angel Vs Plague for the title RIGHT NOW.. TOWER OF DEATH! Throw that title up here and I'll hang it up. Falcoon - That a boy Storm! Burst - That's DK's match! Missy Janson - Ladies and gentlemen.. By orders of Prez Storm we have added a match to tonights agenda! Angel Vs Plague in a tower of death match! The winner is the first to retrieve the title from the top of the cell and he will walk out OWF champion! Spaz is walking back up the ramp when Joann Summers takes him by suprise! She runs down with a chair and clocks him in the head with it! She makes the pin 1...2...3! Burst - HEY! Women can't be the PDA champions can they? Falcoon - Theirs no rules against it! Burst - WELL DAMN IT! Joann searches for the title but its fallen off the side of the stage. She reaches down for it and Spaz jumps to life and rolls her up into a small package.. The ref counts for him.. 1...2...3! Burst - AAAHAHA! That didn't last long! Falcoon - Spaz has won the PDA title for the fifth time tonight! Burst - Spaz get goin while the goin is good kid! Falcoon - Plague and Angel are heading to the tower! (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The already fatigued contestants make their way over to the Tower of Death in the back of the arena.. They climb through the door and look up inside the massive destructive cell. The bell sounds for them... instantly Plague reaches down and grabs the closest weapon to him, a staple gun! Angel looks around and spots a tazer! Plague instantly starts to climb the inside of the cell up towards the trap door. Angel runs towards him and sticks the tazer to his leg! Plague loses his grip and falls to the mat. Angel takes the tazer to Plague chest and Plague cries out in pain as she shakes uncontrolably on the mat. Falcoon - That can't be good for you! Burst - This is the second time Angel has been in a cage tonight! Falcoon - This has been a brutal night.. I can't imagine the injury report tomorrow! Angel stops after 15 seconds, as soon as he releases Plague reaches up with the staple gun and staples Angel in the hand! It instantly starts bleeding as he punctures a couple veins with a huge staple! Angel drops the stun gun and tries to pull the staple out of his hand. Plague reaches up and staples Angel in the face! Falcoon - Oh my god! OWWW! Angel is on his knees and screams as he tries desperatly to pull the staple out of his cheek. Plague stands up shaky from the stun gun, Plague kicks Angel in the side of the head and Angel hits the mat! Plague pulls Angels arm on his skin tightly and stapler it to the mat! He does it three times real fast then drops the staple gun and heads towards the side of the cell. Falcoon - He just stapled Angel to the mat! Burst - Thats first in wrestling! That looks so fucking painful. Plague makes it almost to the trap door just as Angel pulls the staples out of his arm and frees himself from the mat. Plague pushes the trap door open and climbs into the second chaimber. Angel climbs out of the ring and through the cell door to the outside, he looks up and notices a door on the outside leading into the second cell and begins to climb up the tower from the outside! Plague stops for a moment to rest, still feeling the effects of the stun gun jolt through his body. Angel makes it to the second cell door and swings it open with one arm and tries to hold on with the other. Plague takes advantage of the situation, he treads softly on the steel flooring of the second cell until he makes it over to Angel who is trying to climb in.. Plague reaches out and grabs the door and slams it shut on Angel's head! Falcoon - Angel is holding on with just his index finger! Hes gonna fall!.. Angel manages to grab Plagues hair and pulls Plague out of the cell! Plague grabs onto the door and Angel grabs onto Plague leg! They are both dangling over the audience on the outside! Falcoon - Plague has ahold of that door and its just swinging them back and forth over the crowd! Burst - AHH! If they fall we still won't have a champion! Just two dead guys! Angel manages to clinch the side of the cell and lets go of Plague. Plague swings the door back over to the second cell and climbs in. He latches it shut and finds a chain laying beside the door, he chains it closed and begins climbing to the very top of the second cell. Angel continues his journey up the side, passing right by the door this time. Falcoon - Its a race to the top!! Angel catches up to Plague! They are on opposite sides of the metal chainlink cell and climbing up at the same speed. The reach the top, Plague is scouting his options and waits for Angel to try to climb across the trap door. But Angel stops and swings himself hard against the cell. He does it again, this time he kicks the cell! The unsuspecting Plague loses his grip! Falcoon - OH MY GOD! Plague has fallen from the top of the upper cell to the middle metal cage! He falls down from the top of the second cell and lands on the caging below which servers as the top for one cell and the bottom for another. Angel climbs over, the trap door gives in! Angel nearly falls through but catches himself on a steel beam. He walks over softly ontop of the upper cell and steps up a ladder.. It wobbles back and forth as he tries to keep it steady... Plague is not moving at all. Angel climbs the ladder and grabs the OWF title!! Missy Janson - Here is your winner...... AND NEW OWF CHAMPION!!!....... ANGEL! Falcoon - Angel has done it! Burst - Hells Fire! Hells Fire is officially the supreme force in the OWF! Angel celebrates with his title in the air before falling off the ladder onto the top of the cell. He looks down at the battered and bloody Plague through the cracks... Angel begins to descend down to the lower cell. Falcoon - Stablemates and Tag Team partners... Can they put their differences aside? He reaches Plague's side and extends his hand. Plague grabs Angel's hand and pulls himself up. The two embrace with a quick hug then Plague raises Angel's hand in the air. Falcoon - This is Angel's night! Burst - This is Hells Fire's night and Nobody will take it from them! The cameras cut backstage as Angel is walking with a smirk and his OWF title over his shoulder. Suddenly a line of Las Vegas police officers come around the corner. He quickly looks to the ground and tries to avoid them. Police Officer - Turn the camera off please... Camera Man - Yes sir. Its off. Police Officer - Matt Johnston? He looks up trying to avoid eye contact with them then replies. Angel - Whats up? An officer grabs him by the arm while another one takes his title from his shoulder. Angel is pushed against the wall face first. Police Officer - Mr. Johnston at this time I would like to place you under arrest. You have the right to remain silent.. Do you understand that? Angel - Yeah but.. What the fuck? Police Officer - You have the right to have an attorney present before any questioning takes place. Do you understand that? Angel - Yeah. They place Angel in a set of hand cuffs as they frisk him. Police Officer - If you cannot afford an attorney you will be appointed one by the courts at a later date and held for questioning. Do you understand your rights sir? Angel -Yeah but what's the hell is this all about? Police Officer - Lets wait until we get down to the station and we'll talk. The camera's follow silently as they walk through the backstage area and out the back door. Four cop cars are parked on the sidewalk with their flashing blue lights going. An officer grabs the top of Angel's head and pushes it down as he is put into the back of a cop car. Police Officer - Did we get the other suspect detained? Angel looks over his shoulder and sees that in the back seat of the cop car next to him is WoW champion Eclipse. He places is head on the window as they make eye contact and exchange a heartfealt moment. Police Officer - I said turn the fucking camera off! Falcoon - What was that all about? Burst - They just locked up both of our champions! Falcoon - This... I... I just don't know what to say right now. Burst - This was sapouse to be Hells Fire's night! Falcoon - Hopefully we can find out what this is all about. Appartently our reporting crew is on their way to the Las Vegas police dept right now. PA System - Are you ugly? A Liar like me? A loser? A lost soul? Someone you don't know.. The lights dim and the arena is rocked by the sound of "Ugly" by The Exies.. PA System - Money its no cure. A sickness sooo pure. Are you like me? Are you ugly? The beat picks up and BOOM! an explosion from the entranceway! The Diamond Kid steps out into a single blue spotlight with his head down. The cheers erupt for him. PA System - WE ARE DIRT! WE ARE ALONE! YOU KNOW WE'RE FAR FROM SOBER! Falcoon - THE FATE OF THE OWF RESTS IN THIS MANS HANDS! Burst - Its soo fucking loud I can barely hear! Falcoon - So we have two cells stacked ontop of each other.. weapons are slung all over the place. Ladders, chairs, brass knuckles, chains, everything you can imagine! Burst - This is gonna be brutal! I LOVE IT! Missy Janson - Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is tonights MAIN EVENT! Its a Tower of Death match! The winner will recieve FULL rights to the OWF to do as he wishes with it. Introducing first.. The President and founder of the OWF... The Diamond Kid! Falcoon - And Green is gonna close us down if he wins. Prez DK looks around and takes in the atmosphere before walking down the ramp and around the first ring, over to the tower of death in the back of the arena. Falcoon - For those of you that do not know.. Belcher, the former UHW president was named the special guest referee for this match at the request of Chris Green! Burst - A smart move by Green to rig this match. Falcoon - But as we saw durning the pre-show.. It looks like DK might have evened his odds as OWF legend and former co-owner.. Kozmo arrived! Burst - I'm a huge Kozmo fan. Me and him where good buddies back in the old OWF days! Falcoon - One can only assume that's the reason Kozmo is in the arena tonight. DK is in the lower cage as the fans are tuned in chanting "DK DK DK" over and over again the entire arena is electric... The fans look to the back... Missy Janson - And his opponent.... The former owner of the OWF.. Chris Green! 'Thrown away by Vast hits a few pyros explode the fans instantly explode into thunderous boos as Chris Green appears at the top of the entrance ramp! DK stares on from the lower cage as he is almost staring right through Green. The intensity in his eyes as Green smiles with that cocky arrogant grin. He strolls down to the ring slowly, fans are heckling him. The entire backstage watching on intently wanting to find out what is going to transpire...Green finally steps into the cage door. He pats Belcher on the back and says something to him and the BELL SOUNDS!' (Ding, Ding, Ding...) DK instantly charges are GREEN knocking
him down to the ground! The fans explode into loud
cheers, DK is laying into him as Green covers up.. Falcoon - Oh come on! Burst - You knew it was gonna be like this! Falcoon - I know but for shits sake! Kiss a good man's ass! DK shakes his head... realizing whats going on, DK goes under the ring and grabs a sledgehammer! He swings it violantly at Green, but he ducks and Green kicks DK in the GUT and delivers a swinging neck breaker and he goes for a cover 1.2 no!! ANOTEHR QUICK COUNT. Green now jumps to the top rope and delivers a missile drop kick right at DK's chest! ANOTHER COVER 1.2 NO! Its amazing DK keeps kicking out of these fast counts! Falcoon - I find it extremly funny that as stacked as these odds are.. DK still manages to put up a hell of a fight! Burst - He's fighting for his life right now! Falcoon - I honestly think he'll pull out a victory here tonight. Green now picks up the sledgehammer! he swings and hits DK right in the ribs with it!DK starts to cough up blood... Green with another hit right to the ribs... Green now is going for a million dollar dream and locks it in!! DK IS GOING OUT THE OWF IS GONNA CLOSE!! NO!! BELCHER IS ALMOST ABOUT TO GIVE THE MATCH TO GREEN, but DK is starting to revive the fans explode into a loud ovation as he is starting to break the hold and HE BREAKS IT! Falcoon - YES! YES GO DK! FUCK HIS WORLD! DK LOOKS FIRED UP! DK NOW WITH A RIGHT TO THE FACE!! REPEATED RIGHTS and the 3rd right knocks Green down to the mat.. now he grabs Green by the hair and slams him right into the cage itself! GREEN DOWN and now DK is grabbing a chair. He swings it violently at Green and it hits him directly in the face knocking Green down to themat.. DK runs with the chair and hits a leg drop with the CHAIR on GREEN'S FACE! DK now finds another weapon under the ring a barbwire bat! he takes the bat and RUBS IT ACROSS GREEN'S FACE!! green is busted open now! DK swings and hits GREEN right in the stomach!! DK hits DDT right on the chair! GREEN IS OUT OF IT! cover by DK 1......................2.........thr....... Falcoon - HE GOT IT! Burst - Nope! Belchers saying no! Falcoon - COME ON! All we are asking for is a fair chance! Burst - They're determined to fuck DK over which fucks everyone in this arena over! Falcoon - I need this job! Send out another ref! The cameras cut backstage to show all of the OWF wrestlers in the same lockerroom surrounding a tv watching and praying for their jobs. Falcoon - Don't just watch! Get your asses out here and help him! GREEN WITH THE KICK OUT!! After a super slow count by BELCHER! DK looks at Belcher, but is concentrating solely on GREEN. DK is climbing up the to the trap door leading to the 2nd cage above! HE OPENS IT AND IS GOING FOR A FROG SPLASH FROM THE 2ND CAGE! this is insane!! HE POINTS AT GREEN and the fans explode.. DK GOES FOR IT! GREEN MOVES OUT OF THE WAY!HOLY SHIT!!BOTH MEN ARE DOWN! Green is now slowly getting up his entire face crimson with blood. Green now goes to the outside and gets a table! He props the table up. he picks up DK whose body is limp from jumping that far up. that was damn near a 20 foot jump he took. Green looks at DK and goes to the top rope HE HITS A FROG SPLASH ON DK!! The table cracks right in half! The fans break out into a chant of "OWF OWF OWF" Green flips off the fans TO A bunch of boos. GREEN GOES FOR A lax cover 1.2. no!! DK KICKED OUT! Falcoon - HE KICKED OUT! THIS IS FUCKING INCREDIBLE! Burst - The kid has heart! Falcoon - You know what.. I'm fuckin mad! This is the biggest bunch of bull shit I've ever heard! Burst - Settle down. Falcoon - NO! This is fucked up! You know it is Nick! A fair fight.. Thats all we wanted! Burst - Its not over till Kristie Alley sings Gordie. Falcoon - I know.. But come on Nick. Seriously. Burst - I know buddy.. I know. Green cant believe it.. He shoots a couple of words at BELCHER even.. as Green goes to the outside and grabs a ladder. Suddenly Prissy darts down the ramp! Falcoon - Its Prissy! And she's dressed to fight! Burst - I'm sure DK appreciates the thought.. But someone get her outta there! Green see her out of the corner of his eye and swings the ladder around, she runs face first into a moving ladder and instantly falls backwards smacking her head on the ramp. Green - GET OUTTA HERE BITCH! So sit on someones dick! Falcoon - Come on.. Thats uncalled for! Burst - Prissy get outta there! Prissy tries to get back up, blood gushes from her forehead and a red ladder mark stains her face. She holds both the back and front of her head while she tries to get to her feet. Green turns back towards the ring, Falcoon - She busted wide open. The WoW president is tough but man that was a helliacious ladder shot. She was running full speed with a ladder coming at her! Prissy kicks Green's legs out from under him. He falls down for a second then quickly jumps back up. Plague runs down the rampway! Falcoon - Here comes Plague! Burst - Thats what Plague looks like without makeup? Eww put it back on! Falcoon - Plague is now a former OWF champion after the match he just had. Plague stands in front of Prissy between her and Green. Green throws his arms in the air and shrugs as he tries to keep the peace with the pissed off Hell's Fire member. Falcoon - Green wants nothing to do with Plague! Burst - Of course not.. He can't keep DK down by himself, he doesn't need another enemy. Plague scoops up a limp Prissy in his arms and carries her to the back. Green GETS THE LADDER and lays it flat in the center of the ring, Green gets DK and gets DK up RUNNING LIGER BOMB ON TOP OF THE LADDER!!! DK IS DONE! cover by Green! 1...2...thre no!! NORMAL COUNT BY BELCHER THERE. Green and Belcher shoot a couple words back and forth at each other. Green is almost shocked by why Belcher is counting slower or shall we say normal. DK meanwhile is coughing up blood all over and convulsing almost. Green now is calling for it! THE FALL FROM GRACE! Green is waiting for DK to slowly get up... HE GOES FOR IT! DK BLOCKS IT BY GOD!! INTO A SPINNING DDT ON TOP OF THAT VERY SAME LADDER!! DK took his last bit of energy to do this!Green is out cold. BELCHER IS STANDING OVER THEM DK THROWS AN ARM OVER GREEN 1......2.. THRE NO~! GREEN KICKED OUT! Falcoon - So close! HOLY SHIT CHANTS.. AND NOW DK CHANTS START TO ENCOMPASS THE ENTIRE ARENA. Green is slowly getting back up to his feet as DK IS GETTING A 2ND WIND.. Green now starts to run from DK! he runs up to the 2nd cage! HE CLIMBS UP THE SIDE AS DK climbs after him! Green tries stepping on DK'S hands!! BUT TO NO AVAIL.. gREEN NOW IS IN THE 2ND CAGE THROUGH TEH SIDE DOOR!! both men are now laying into each other trading punches in the 2nd cage! BELCHER GETS up to the 2nd cage! DK now overtakes Green and hits a clothesline almost knocking Green's head off! DK covers him 1..... BELCHER FLIPS HIM OFF!! Burst - Come on! Count mother fucker! Falcoon - This... FUCK YOU BELCHER! DK stands up and kicks Belcher in the midsection.... Falcoon - THE BASHER ON BELCHER! Burst - Get another ref down there!! Green clotheslines DK from behind... DK TURNS AROUND.... Falcoon - FALL FROM GRACE!!!!!!! NO! NO! NO! GOD DAMN IT NO! DK IS OUT OF IT. His face slammed into the cage itself AFTER THAT MOVE! BELCHER IS SLOWLY GETTING UP 1.......2..... Falcoon - NO NO NO NO NO! KICK OUT! DK GET UP! Burst - For the sake of my paycheck get up! The lights in the arena suddenly go dark, and the crowd begins to buzz loudly wondering what's going on to interupt the main event. After what feels like eternity but in actuality only 15 seconds, a familiar voice echos over the PA. Cry Little Sister. Come To Your BrotherSuddenly, "Swamped" by Lacuna Coil hits over the PA and the crowd EXPLODES as the lights come back on and standing at the entranceway is OWF Hall of Famer "The Loose Cannon" Bryan Tann in the flesh! Falcoon - OH MY GOD! Never in a million years... Never did I expect to see this man! Burst - I hate this guy.. But I've never been happier to see him! Falcoon - Bryan Tann! Bryan Tann is here!!! The crowd is going ballistic as the former World Champion/Owner of the company glares down towards the ring at the events unfolding! He's wearing his trademark black leather trench coat and sunglasses with his head freshly shaved. Green stares down at Tann from the top of the 2nd cage, Belcher is equally shocked. Tann shakes his head at the carnage that has taken place in the ring… TANN now drops the coat and climbs up to the 2nd cage, DK IS very groggy.. Belcher confronts TANN and TANN kicks him in the gut AND DELIEVERS THE AFTERMATH AND THE CROWD IS GOING NUTS! Green looks at Tann and smiles remembering both teamed the last time Tann was actually in the OWF. Green reaches out to shake his hand, Tann stares at it coldly for a moment and then smiles back he goes towards Green then drills Green in the stomach and delivers a brutal corkscrew Tannplex! The crowd is going nuts seeing Green get his! Falcoon - Bryan Tann is the equalizer! He's the OWF SAVIOR! Burst - He just took out two men! Green and Blecher are down! THE FANS explode chanting "OWF OWF OWF" OVER AND OVER AGAIN! DK slowly makes his way to this feet looking at Belcher down and Green down! Falcoon - Eat that Chris Green! THE OWF WILL LIVE ON! DK extends his hand to Tann. Tann just looks to his hand and smirks a bit and quickly gets behind DK and hooks him into the Tannmission! Falcoon - WHAT THE HELL!? Burst - Ahhh I knew it! I knew this fuckin guy couldn't be trusted! Falcoon - Tann has DK is the Tannmission! Tann begins choking DK out like a boa constrictor with his prey! Tann then delievers a Tannmissionplex in the 2nd cage shaking it violently almost flooring DK! Tann explodes back up and the crowd is going ballistic just for the shear violence! Tann then looks at the carnage he's caused and jumps down to the lower cage calling for a mic. Tann - The wrestling business has given me alot. It's given me a chance to do something with my life, it's helped me meet my wife...well damn near ex wife now I guess. It's helped me give my family a future so that they NEVER have to worry about anything again. With all the positive things, it's given me some negative. When I wake up in the morning, 9 times out of 10 I'm in pain. I've missed my children's first steps, damn near first words...just so Icould be in this ring and do what I love to do. So that I could perform at the best level I could, to sit supreme atop this business. Falcoon - TANN! Do you know what the hell you've just done!? Burst - He doesn't care.. He never has! Tann is all about himself! Falcoon - Oh my god.. DK and Green are both down! Tann pauses as he gets back to the 2nd cage with his mic in hand Tann - The OWF is what gave me my start. The OWF is what gave me the chance to do fulfill my destiny. So while I may hate you Scott, with a blinding passion. While I'd love to see you catch a nice little hybrid of syphilis, herpes, and some new STD that makes your cock turn into chocolate pudding, you’re a lot better for this company than that cumcake Green. And so long as there is breath in my body, Chris Green will NEVER control MY HOME! Tann grabs the OWF contract out of his pocket and puts the contract on DK's fallen body. The crowd pops loudly chanting Tann Tann Tann over and over again. Falcoon - DO YOU PEOPLE NOT UNDERSTAND!? This match isn't over! Tann - Now let me make one thing clear here, I'm not joining the Scott "Diamond" Kidd fan club at all. I hate the Diamond Kidd and NOTHING is going to change that. In this world, as long as up is down, left is right, and the Pittsburgh Steelers kick ass despite an 8-8 record, Bryan Tann will ALWAYS hate The Diamond Kid. Falcoon - And I will always remember Tann for being the man that unknowingly killed the OWF . Burst - Oh he know's what hes doing! Tann - Another thing that will NEVER change is that the OWF is MINE! I don't give a fuck if Kremlin... The crowd begins to boo loudly and start an 'Asshole' chant. Tann -...if Kremlin HIMSELF decides to walk his old ass back here. I don't give a fuck if Matt Danks decides to come out of obscurity and try to take things over, I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF MY BROTHER VINNY VEGAS HIMSELF DECIDES TO WALK BACK INTO THIS COMPANY, THIS IS STILL MY GODDAMN STOMPING GROUNDS!! The crowd pops loudly Tann - No matter where I am, no matter what I'm doing, NO MATTER WHO RUNS THIS BITCH, if you think of the Outsider Wrestling Federation and you don't think of the name "The Loose Cannon" Bryan Tann THEN YOU'RE ABOUT AS FUCKED UP AS A CRACK WHORE SMOKING CRISCO! I have bled for this company, I have damn near ended my life for this company, HELL I'VE ENDED A LIFE FOR THIS COMPANY, and no matter what they say, no matter what they do, I WILL ALWAYS BE THE NAME TO BEAT IN THE OUTSIDER WRESTLING FEDERATION! And with that being said...The Bryan Tann era is back FOR ONE LAST HOORAH to show the old schoolers, and the young wannabes just what being in the OWF is REALLY all about! The crowd begins to go nuts. Tann - So I don't care if you're the Diamond Kid, Chris Green, Daemon Hawk, Angel, Plague or whoever the fuck festers on this roster, get ready to know what being an Outsider REALLY means! BE PREPARED! CUZ I AM!! "Swamped" by Lacuna Coil hits over the PA and the crowd is still going insane as Bryan Tann walks through the door of the cage and goes through the crowd all the fans feeling the electricity of Bryan Tann! Falcoon - Never in a million years did I see that coming. Its like.. Going from bummed, to excited, to thrilled and hopeful, then geting crushed. Burst - Control your emotions. This is the OWF. Anything can happen! Green is slowly getting up as is DK! Both realize that the match is still going on as Green jumps down to the 1st cage DK follows him and now both get chairs in hand they both swing and the chairs smack into each other! Green now jams it into the stomach of DK and goes for the GRASS SMOKER!! It’s a flatliner right on the chair!! HE COVERS DK, Belcher is back up and gets down to the first cage right in the nick of time and covers 1…………2 ……. Thr.... Falcoon - HE KICKED OUT! How much heart does this kid have? Green shakes his head as Belcher was clearly tired when he made the count. Falcoon - I don't think Green is happy with Belcher right now at all. Burst - They've tried everything and still have come up short of making DK lose! "The Big Fuck" you by Primer 55 hits over the PA. The fans roar as the moment has finally come. They know whats next. Falcoon - ITS KOZMO! KOZMO IS HERE! Burst - Its about fucking time! Falcoon - This man has been DK's best friend for years! KOZMO COMES OUT!! THE FANS EXPLODE AGAIN! HE GOES RUNNING TOWARDS THE RING! He swings open the cell door… he stares down Green who is in shock yet again at who is in the ring… Falcoon - This one is over for you Green! Burst - Kick his ass and send him packing back to Fucking Canada! Kozmo brings DK back to his feet and goes over and hits the KOZMOPOLITAN ON BELCHER!! Falcoon - Kozmo is making this match fair! THE TIDE HAS TURNED NOW! Green is backing up! Falcoon - He's going for Green! DK stands up in the corner.. WAIT A SECOND KOZMOPOLITAN ON DK!! Falcoon - what... What.. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? Burst - I'm gonna be sick.. And its not the booze. Falcoon - Are you FUCKING....... KIDDING........ ME! DK has overcome all these odds... And... His best FUCKING friend in the world turns on him? Green looks at KOZMO.. Green hesitates.... Kozmo points to DK's blood soaked body. Falcoon - FUCK YOU KOZMO! Burst - It can't end like this... Green puts his foot on DK's chest. Kozmo hits the mat and counts 1...2...3!!! Falcoon - What? That.. That's not sapouse to happen! Its not sapouse to go like that. The commentators are in shock as Kozmo's hand hits the mat the third time. Burst - I'm.. I... I just don't have anything to say.. I'm done. You hear Nick Burst get choked up and throw his headset on the table in front of him. "Fuck em" you hear Nick Burst say in the background of Falcoon's headset.. Thrown away by VAST hits! As the fans go to almost dead silent… Green begins laughing as he calls for a mic. Falcoon - It can't be over... It JUST started. It can't be over! Green - I TOLD YOU RAT BASTARDS!! I fucking told you!! Falcoon - FUCK YOU CHRIS GREEN! FUCK YOU KOZMO! FUCK YOU BELCHER! FUCK YOU! Green - NOW CUT THE FUCKING LIGHTS CAUSE THE OWF IS NOW CLOSED!! I got 2 last words EAT SHIT!! HHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA Falcoon - YOU CAN'T DO THIS! What happens now? Where do we...... You can literally hear crickets in the arena as the fans are speachless. Green has a sadistic look in his eyes, he trails off with laughter as he points up to the lights above him. Falcoon tries to get a final word in but is cut off as the sound of a "click" travels through the silence.. A breaker pops and all the lights in the arena go off, the power is cut and we lose signal. |
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