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Thrown away by Vast hits!!! The fans explode into thunderous boos as Chris Green is at the top of the entrance ramp... He has that sick sadistic grin on his face some rayban sunglasses on and his hair tied back in a pony tail. He slowly walks down to the ring and calls for a mic... Green - I figure I would have gotten a nicer response here in LA. I mean shit I am from the area. LA JOLLA REPRESENTIN! Now lets get some talkin out there. Lets lay it all on the line. I mean why the hell else am I out here other than to throw out some earth shattering announcements that will be ground breaking. First I have to address Meca Blight or should I say OWNER Blight haha. Whatever.. He can have the fed, I am done dealing with the crying the bitching the complaining. If he wants to own the fed so be it. Meaning Of Life By Disturbed is heard over the PA System... Kaige steps out onto the ramp. Green applauds him on his way to the ring. Green - Ladies and gentlemen.. Welcome the future of this buisness... With the right guide and influence... This man will lead the new breed OWF talent and I gaurentee you.. With me by his side he will be an OWF champion! Kaige climbs into the ring and Green hands him the microphone. Kaige - You can call me trash.. You can call me a career ender.. I don't care what you call me.. One thing's for sure, runnin with Chris Green.. You can call me champ! Green now points to the back as Kaige hands the mic back to him. Green - So who out there wants a piece? Cmon I am right here. I know most of you thought in your minds.. Shit? Do I have what it takes to beat a former 5 time world heavyweight champion. A household name. When you think ASW or OWF you think Chris Green. One of the greatest world champions of all time. I have ended career after career. So come on? They wait.... The lights in the arena go out and a red light covers the arena, a chopped and screwed voice comes over the PA and says. "Expect Me Like You Expect Jesus To Come Back....I'm Comin" The scratching of a record is heard as if on a DJ's turntable and then more words come. "I'm the man in my city ain't nobody fuckin wit me You can ask the real niggaz and all the bad bitches" The scratching of the record is heard again and a song starts to play. Its "Whatz Next" by 2pac and then that spins out and then "Till I Collapse" by Eminem starts playing as smoke starts to fill the stage and you can see the stage open up and somebody starts coming up from under the stage on a platform. The music changes to "Go To Sleep" by Eminem, Obie Trice, and DMX. "I Ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna
sleep The beat drops and the song plays as the smoke starts to clear and you see the image of a man standing there and as the smoke clears and the lights come back on, its none other than SHYNE. Shyne is standing there with a smirk on his face. He's clad in some Street Warrior Denim faded jeans, tan timbs, and his new OWF shirt that has his Logo on the front and on the back it says "THE KING IS BACK." The crowd is going insane. Green looks almost shocked, but then starts to laugh... Green - You have got to be kidding me!!!??? Shyne - What Green, didnt expect me to come back after I got shot? Did you think I was gonna sit back and just watch you talk shit? Well you were sadly fuckin mistaken because I have a World Title to win Green - Once again someone else whose entire career was based off of getting a draw in a match with me. One lucky night because he knows deep in his heart he couldn't beat someone of my caliber. Shyne - Of your caliber? Green you are the true definition of a bitch, you hid behind Static, you and your racist jokes, Shaun Stewart and Amaru carried you! Green - Who won 2 OWF titles? And who has won ABSOLUTELY NOTHING except a retired title that means jack shit. Your nothing Shyne I know it , the fans know it, your mom knows it. Just go back to YOUR HOOD in Chicago and eat it.. Shyne - Me go back to my hood? Nah, I'm RIGHT here in the OWF RIGHT now, but it also turns out Green, that I'm not the only mothafucka returning tonight because there is another man who wants your head on a fuckin platter. The PA system blats with a voice over.. PA System - When you see the static.... YOU'RE FUCKED!!!! Everything is quiet for about 10 seconds... PA System - Now you're doing the waltz with your murderer! "Memphis will be laid to waste" by Norma Jean comes over the PA system. It creeps on slowly leaving a ringing in your ears... Theirs a man's scream... The sight that comes next is almost scary. JESSE WILLIAMS APPEARS AT THE TOP OF THE ENTRANCERAMP AS THE FANS EXPLODE INTO HUGE CHEERS!!!!! Green looks shocked like he has seen a ghost... Falcoon - JESSE! JESSE WILLIAMS IS HERE! Burst - Fuck! I knew I shouldn't have come back! Falcoon - But how can Jesse be here? He's sapouse to be in Ottawa defending his United States title! Burst - Simple... Falcoon - How? Burst - MAGIC! Williams - Greener....Greener......Greener!!! What the fuck is up BIATCH! Williams is laughing as he walks slowly to the ring with Shyne... Williams - The OWF FRANCHISE is back! All you all can do is watch and lookie here? I got someone else who hates you Green in Shyne. So guess what your cornered. Shyne jumps into the ring and Kaige leaps over the top rope to the outside. Green tries to get out of the ring, but by this time Shyne is on one side and Williams is on the other... Shyne goes right for Green he tackles Green to the mat and begins throwing wild punches, Williams tells Shyne to lift Green up, Shyne grabs Green's arms and Williams laughs and goes for a chair that is outside he gets back into the ring.. Williams swings it... GREEN DUCKS AND IT LAYS OUT SHYNE!!!!!! Instantly the crowd goes from cheers, to confusion. The arena is quiet.... .... .... .... Burst - Jesus christ.. You can hear a fuckin pin drop in here. A voice over hits the PA... ... PA System - C......C.....C....COLD GRASS.... Williams stands over Shyne as the fans are in shock at what has just taken place...and suddenly a sick smile hits his face... Kaige slides back into the ring laughing. Williams - When will these thugs ever learn? POTHEADS ALWAYS STICK TOGETHER!
This is a new generation.. A new breed of talent... Whispers fill your ears as the intro to music begins to play. They fade as the singing begins. If you feel... So empty.. So used up.. So
Let Down.. If you feel so angry.. So ripped off.. So
stepped on.. Your not the.. Only one. Clips of the new breed of OWF as well as old footage passes over your screen as "Riot" by 3 Days Grace plays in the background. The opening segment of Addiction grabs your attention and the theme itself becomes addicting.
Falcoon - AHOOOOOO! WF! Welcome to Seattle Washington and we are live in the Key Arena! Burst - You know why I hate Mondays Gordie? Falcoon - Why's that Nick? Burst - Because its the only day of the week I have to see you! Falcoon - Nick, I can see right through you. behind that cold hearted expression of your face lays.... Burst - Oh here we go with the "your really a good person" speach. Falcoon - A black heart of dirt. Your a dick. Burst - I try... "Drain the Blood" hits the PA and Spaz walks out as the crowd chants his name. The hometown hero is home and he smiles while walking down the ramp. He gets to the ring, then climbs in and lights a smoke. He asks for a mic and the crowd is prepared to hear what the legend has to say. Falcoon - Spaz is home and the crowd loves him! Burst - Who the fuck would be proud about being from Seattle? Blah... Falcoon - Yeah no shit, its only like 2 steps up from being from Portland! Burst - haha! Yeah or... Ohio! Falcoon - Well... Ohio is a state.. But good generalization, people from Ohio are gay! Burst - Yeah! And Philly! Falcoon - Hey now.. Watch it!... old balls. Spaz - Well. It's good to be home here in Seattle Washington, It is hard to believe that out of all the cities in the world, OWF had to pick the one that I am from. I know that most of you people are thinking that I am coming out here to bash Seattle, I would never do that, you see I being the biggest music nerd in Hell's Fire love the fact that Soundgarden, Nirvana, Mudhoney, STP, Alice and Chains, and the very shitty Pearl Jam. Came from this city. But the point of why I am out here is that I have to deal with some joker that got his ass handed to him at the PPV. You see this fucking moron thinks that he can beat me. Falcoon - I didn't know so many loser bands came from Seattle. Burst - Yeah.. That was Spaz's way of saying "Seattle Is Gay"! Spaz - Ali, you challanged me for a rematch and I thought that I would come out here and tell you that I accept your challange... But this isn't going to be some regular match, nah it is going to be a match that I feel like home in. Ali you said that you could beat me in any match. But this idea i believe will have you scared shitless and praying to fucking god that I don't rip your limbs off. Falcoon - This match has already been officially signed, I was informed moments ago. Burst - Thanks for waiting to tell anyone.. Fuckin rookies... Spaz - The match in question is quite simple. You take some Barbed wire and replace the ropes with it, you also toss in some objects that have barbed wire wrapped around them. But just to add insult to fucking injury Fire will be added and that will stop you from trying to escape the ring. So Ali, that match you wanted so badly has just turned into your worst nightmare. Spaz drops the mic, exits the ring and heads up the ramp. The crowd is shouting "Drain The Blood". Spaz fades away behind the curtain. Falcoon - The match has been signed for next Monday the 12th and will be an "FTW" match! Burst - Fuck The World? Falcoon - Close but no.. It's Fire Tacks and Wire! Burst - Pff That match is so overrated! Falcoon - The fucking ring burnt down last time this happened! Remember? We had to wait for a new one to be put together! Burst - I don't remember that.. Falcoon - IT WAS LAST SUNDAY! Burst - Blah Blah Blah.... PA System - M...V...P... Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first... From Hollywood, California... The ORIGINAL MVP... Mike... Van... Pelt! 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! 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. Missy Janson - And his opponent.. All the fans jump to their feet. Missy Janson - ..in his return to OWF, Jesse Williams! PA System - Now you're doing the waltz with your murderer! Just then, pyro shoots out from the stage and "Memphis Will Be Laid To Waste" by Norma Jean blares over the PA System. From the back, we see Jesse Williams walk out focused on the match ahead of him. He keeps his head straight as he jogs to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope to enter. He walks around the ring once and then gets into his corner and prepares for his match. Burst - Oh boy.. This next match must be brought to you by Old El Paso refried beans! Falcoon - Here comes Jesse Williams, the man that pretty much turned his back on the entire wrestling world and joined the skum known as Cold Grass! Burst - Everyone of those fuckers can go to hell! (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The bell rings and both men meet in the center of the ring. MVP stares up at a smirking Jesse. MVP slaps Jesse right across the face- the slap echoes throughout the arena. Falcoon - Uh oh.. Jesse looks back dead on at MVP and checks his lip for blood. Just then, Williams launches an assault on MVP, tackling him down to the ground, continually punishing him with rights and lefts. MVP tries to block the majority of the shots, but they find their way through as MVP continues to get battered. Williams suddenly stops and pulls MVP up by his hair, he throws MVP into the opposite ropes and when he bounces back Jesse meets him with a stiff clothesline, knocking all the wind out of MVP. Wasting no time, Jesse starts to stomp on the fallen MVP. MVP rolls to the outside of the ring to recooperate as the referee holds Jesse back. Falcoon - Jesse looks pretty impressive in his return to the ring here in the OWF. MVP pulls himself up on the canvas and Williams pushes the referee out of the way. He reaches over the top rope and grabs MVP by the hair, but MVP grabs Jesse's head and jumps back down to the floor choking Jesse on the top rope. Williams stumbles a bit in the ring as MVP slides back in quickly and gets down into a stance looking to prepare for his finisher, the Highlight Reel. Falcoon - This could be an upset if MVP nails this! Williams regains his breath, along with awareness and turns to face MVP. MVP charges and jumps in the air, kicking at Jesse's face trying to nail the Highlight Reel but Williams catches his leg. He pulls MVP in close and flips him over nailing a HUGE T-Bone Suplex on MVP. MVP lands on his head, knocking him out immediately. Falcoon - The crafty veteran still has the upper hand and probably is looking to finish this match. Williams points to the corner before he starts to head for it. He climbs up the turnbuckle and faces the fallen MVP after he gets to the top turnbuckle. He calls for his finisher, the Swanton Bomb, and he jumps off. He nails the Swanton Bomb right on the chest of MVP. Falcoon - Swanton Bomb! That's it! Williams crawls back towards the fallen MVP and lays on top of him as the referee drops into place..1..2..3! Missy Janson - Here is your winner... Jesse Williams! Falcoon - Well Jesse picks up the pinfall there... What happened to him Nick? He use to be the best pure wrestler the OWF had. Burst - Blah.. He's always been trash! Since his days of running with Agent oo6, who might I add kicked his ass several times! Falcoon - He was once the face of this federation Nick, you can't deny that. Burst - That was a low point for us.. Having a back stabbing beaner be the franchise... The guy is trash, I've told you all that for YEARS! Falcoon - I can't help but wonder if your right Nick. Burst - Your damn right I am.. Look who he's running with! Falcoon - Chris Green isn't exactly the most liked guy in wrestling. Burst - He's an asshole! Even when the camera's are off.. The guy is a pure dickhead! The camera's cut to the back where President Diamond Kid is chatting with President Chase Johnson as private as he can. Prez DK - Alright.. So you know the plan? Prez CJ - Yup Prez DK - And you got the uniform? Prez CJ - Don't worry... I got this.... Prez DK - Good.. DK smiles as Prez CJ walks off. The camera's cut back to the commentary table. Falcoon - These two are plotting something and it can't be good. Burst - Paranoid are you? Falcoon - I haven't eaten in four days.... AHOOOOOO! Burst - AHHHHHAAAA! Drug abuse... I dunno why it's funny, but it is! Falcoon - Lets go to the ring... Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first.. Originally From Kibeho, Rwanda he now resides in Pahoa, Hawaii... Ali Khadafi! The music hits and Ali Khadafi steps out on the stage. He stares down at the ring then heads down the ramp to the ring. Missy Janson - And his opponent... From El Indio, TX.... Ozric! PA System - Pain.. Without love.. Pain.. I can't get enough.. Pain.. I like it rough.. 'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all.. The crunchy riff of "Pain", by Three Days Grace, slams into the crowd and a barrage of house lights strobe on and off. Multi-colored balloons and black confetti start to fall from directly above the stage. It's only a matter seconds after this that Ozric makes his entrance, draped in clown attire and all. Standing inches from the curtain, he scans the crowd by looking to his left and his right before running down the aisle and sliding into the ring. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Ali wastes no time and comes out of the ring in a boxing stance, he punches Ozric in his nose.. The padded ball on top of it doesn't help much and blood begins to gush from Ozric's nose! Ali swings again and Ozric manages to duck this one, he pushes Ali backwards with his shoulder then tosses him in the ropes, Ali comes off the ropes with a running knee lift on Ozric. He wastes no time as he sees his oppertunity to end it early.. He hooks Ozric and plants with him a reverse DDT! Falcoon - He calls that a Nigerian Deathsquad! Ali slides him over then locks on the rear naked choke with a figure four body sissors! Falcoon - That's called the third world thuggin' and I bet it fuckin hurts! Burst - Someone wanna tell this Ozric guy to stop wasting my fucking time? Falcoon - If you can't bring your A game to the ring.. Don't show up kid! Burst - A Game? I'm suprised he even showed up.. wrestling like that and all! Ozric struggles but can't get to the ropes, just before he blacks out Ozric taps out. Burst - And he's out! Missy Janson - Here is your winner... Ali Khadafi! Spaz darts down the ramp and the fans jump to their feet! He slides into the ring right as Ali is turning to leave... Spaz spears Ali to the mat hard then leaps up and slides out of the ring and back up the ramp. He points and smirks before pulling out a cigeratte and lighting it up. Burst - What the fuck? You can't just spear him and run... Beat the shit outta him! Fuckin coward! Falcoon - That's all he did Nick! He just spears him then got out before Ali had a chance to fight back. Burst - Sneaky little spic! The camera's cut to the back where theirs a knock on the door in front of the cameras.. You can hear a voice inside. Meca Blight - Get the door Emma! Get the door! EMMA! ANSWER THE DOOR! Finally after several knocks, Meca Blight steps into the scene with a hand puppet doll talking to it as he heads for the door. Meca Blight - Do I have to do everything myself Emma? Meca opens the door and there stands President CJ in a UPS uniform. He smirks as he hands Meca a box of doughnuts and hands a clip boaard and pen. Prez CJ - Doughnut delivery! Meca Blight - I didn't order.. I know you don't I? Prez CJ - Nope.. Its not me.. I mean nope never seen ya man! Meca Blight - Humm... MECA DON'T SIGN FOR THOSE! Meca snatches the doughnuts and slams the door and locks it quickly.. Prez CJ - Wait! Meca! I need that signature! Dammmmmn it! CJ throws down the clipboard and the camera's zoom into the dead of buisness to the OWF ownership. Burst - I'm REALLY suprised that didn't work! Falcoon - Yeah me too.. Meca's gotten paranoid and with good reason! Burst - It's not his... The OWF has and and will always be strictly under the ownership of Scott 'Diamond' Kidd no matter what crappy paper work says! Falcoon - I'll agree with that. Burst - Damn right you will if you don't want a broken throat! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the OWF Tag Team championship! Introducing first.. the challengers... The team of Angel and Plague... Exile! The arena goes pitch black. For a few moments, nothing but the muttering of the crowd is heard, then suddenly a faint golden beam of light shines on the entrance ramp. The ominous sounds of the demonic choir in Damien resonate throughout the arena as the jumbotron flashes images of Angel and Plague in the ring, their decimated opponents,and brief glimpses of the word "Exile." Out of nowhere, comes the high pitched squealing of guitar feedback, and the ramp explodes and alights with flames going down both sides. Angel and Plague step out from behind the curtain, Plague with his guitar slung around his back, and Angel with his studded leather jacket gleaming in the light. A strobe light kicks in, and they make their way to the ramp in slow motion, Plague running, and Angel walking casually behind. Once in the ring, Plague sits cross-legged on the turnbuckle and Angel leans casually against the ropes as they wait for the match to begin. Missy Janson - And their opponents... They are the OWF Tag Team Champions... The team of Tad O Minor and Mr. Good... They are N.U.T.S! PA SYSTEM - YOU MUST BE N.U.T.S.!!! 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. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The bell rings as Angel and Mr. Good start off in the ring. The two circle each other briefly, sizing each other up. Angel charges and nails a body block on Mr. Good, but the obviously bigger Mr. Good barely moves, and in retaliation he swings wildly with a clothesline that catches Angel right across the face sending him down to the mat in a heap. Mr. Good reaches down to pick up Angel, but Angel rolls out of the way and pulls himself up ready to fight. Mr. Good comes after him, but Angel ducks and nails a cut block on the knee of Mr. Good, which staggers him, but doesn't send him down. Falcoon - Angel is trying to bring the big man down. Mr. Good holds his knee, then suddenly out of the corner of his eye he sees Angel jump up and nail a dropkick right to his face, sending him down to the mat briefly. Mr. Good bounces right up, but Angel gets to his corner and tags in the even smaller Plague, but he and Angel double team Mr. Good, stomping the hell out of him. Tad O. Minor tries to get into the ring to help his partner but the referee holds him back. While the referee's back is turned Angel and Plague pick up Mr. Good and set him up for a double suplex. They try to flip him over, but he isn't having it. They attempt again, and again Mr. Good doesn't leave the mat. Then out of nowhere, Plague gives Mr. Good a swift kick right in the balls, doubling him over a bit, then in a feat of strength Angel and Plague double suplex Mr. Good in the middle of the ring, as the ring shakes. The referee finally gets Minor back to his corner as Angel goes back to his. Plague walks over to the corner and climbs up the turnbuckle as fast as he can, then faces the fallen Mr. Good. Burst - Looks like Plague is looking for the Epidemic Drop. Plague jumps off, attempting his Epidemic Drop top rope Elbow Drop, but Mr. Good rolls out of the way at the last possible second and Plague comes crashing down on his side. Mr. Good takes this time to crawl towards his corner to tag in Minor, which he finally does. Falcoon - Now the size difference is in favor of Exile. Immediately Minor goes to the top rope, but on the outside of the ring Angel runs over and pushes Minor off the top turnbuckle and crotches him on the top rope. All the fans in the arena gasp in pain as Minor stays stuck on the top rope. Plague recovers at about this time and he walks over to Minor. Plague grabs the top rope and pulls it up and down making the pain for Minor even more extreme before pulling on the ropes so hard that Minor gets flung into the middle of the ring. Mr. Good gets pissed at this time and heads straight for Angel on the outside. Angel jumps down off the apron to meet Mr. Good. As those two trade lefts and rights on the outside, Plague is just standing over Minor as he recovers. Plague gloats for a second, giving Minor enough time to hit Plague with a low blow. Plague doubles himself over before he falls to the mat holding his crotch. Minor jumps up and sees that Angel is getting the best of Mr. Good on the outside. Minor bounces off the opposite ropes, then goes running in the direction of Angel on the outside. Minor catapults himself over the top rope with a flip nailing Angel dead on sending him to the ground. Mr. Good pulls the semi-hurt Minor up and they take this time to double team Angel a bit as Plague is finally recovering from the crotch shot. He notices the three men fighting on the outside, so he, just like Minor, bounces off the opposite ropes and runs full speed towards the guys on the outside. Plague dives through the ropes, taking out all three guys on the outside as the fans jump to their feet cheering. Falcoon - These two teams seem to have a personal vendetta against each other. Burst - Well it looks as if Exile is determined to leave here with Tag Team Gold. Especially from these B.A.L.L.S. or, whatever. Falcoon - I think it's N.U.T.S. All four men are down on the outside. The first to get back up to his feet is Mr. Good, who reaches down and grabs Plague by the hair, lifting him to his feet. He picks up Plague into a gorilla press slam position, but instead of slamming him down he throws him over the top rope and back into the ring. Right after Plague crashes down in the ring, Mr. Good picks up his tag partner, Minor, and rolls him into the ring and he covers Plague...1..2...Kickout by Plague. Mr. Good looks beside himself as he thought they had the win. Just then from behind Angel, again, takes out Mr. Good's knee sending him to the ground grasping at his leg. Angel slides into the ring just as Minor is standing up. Angel is right behind him and he grabs Minor's arms holding him for Plague. Plague stands up at this time and notices Angel has Minor held. Plague rears back and goes to swing but Minor ducks out of it. Plague stops the punch a few centimeters from Angel's face Falcoon - Whoa, that was close. Almost knocked out his own partner. Plague and Angel laugh as they still face each other, but just then Minor pulls himself up behind Plague and nails a dropkick sending Plague falling into Angel, who in turn falls outside of the ring right ontop of a recovering Mr. Good. Plague is holding himself up on the ropes, checking on Angel when Minor comes up behind him and rolls him up into a school boy pin, the referee drops into place...1..2..kickout again! Mr. Good is limping badly on the outside of the ring at this time, but Angel is on his hands and knees pulling himself up. Mr. Good looks at Angel and nails him with a swift kick to the ribs, which sends Angel over onto his back. Minor is complaining to the referee over what he perceived to be a slow count. Mr. Good pulls Angel up, but Angel brushes him off and charges him, pushing him as hard as he can up against the ring steps. Mr. Good holds his back, as Angel takes this time to get back into the ring. Mr. Good follows him as all four men are now standing in the ring fighting with each other. Burst - It's an all out war! Plague knocks Minor down with a strong right, then goes over to help Angel with Mr. Good. Plague, just like Angel did before, chop blocks Mr. Good knocking him down hard holding his knee again. Angel and Plague take turns stomping on Mr. Good knee, which at this point looks severely deformed. Mr. Good rolls himself out of the ring, falling to the floor holding his knee. Leaving Tad O. Minor to fight off the wolves. Angel stalks over to lift Tad up... Plague climbs up the turnbuckle to the top, he gains his balance just as Angel lifts Tad up in a powerbomb position, Plague leaps off the ropes and catches Tad... The Crucifixion!! Angel covers.. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Your winners and NEW OWF Tag Team Champions.... Plague and Angel... The Team of EXILE! Angel and Plague slap hands as the referee hands them the tag titles. The ref then hands Plague his OWF title. The two stop and look at the gold at the same time. They both look up at the same time and Angel pats Plague on the middle of the OWF title and smiles. The fans start to boo loudly and as they look to the back its Chris Green and Jesse Williams!!!! The fans booing loudly now. Angel and Plague see this as Green and Williams just have cocky smiles on their faces like they own the place. They get to ringside now and walk over the announce table…Green forces Burst to give him his headset and Falcoon is forced out by Williams Green - And HELLO Everyone! Welcome to Cold Grass Wrestling! We have 2 shitty tag teams here? Who are they Dubz? Williams - We have Balls and 2 emos! Green - God damn that’s pathetic. I am falling asleep here… Williams yawns loudly. Green - So how bout them mets J will? Williams - I think they have a shot this year. World Series or bust. Green - I hear ya there. Oh shit gotta jump off here.. Williams - Peace Peace Green and Williams jump on to the ring apron… Green gets into the ring and bounces off the ropes FALL FROM GRACE ON TAD O MINOR! Green points cockily to the top rope SWANTON BOMB JESSE WILLIAMS! Green looks over his shoulder and see's Plague approaching him, Green suddenly lays Plague out with a superkick to the skull! Angel clothslines Green from behind and starts to kick at Green… Green is now begging in the corner just then.. WILLIAMS FROM BEHIND LOW BLOW!!….Williams hits an elevated DDT on Angel! Kaige is at ringside now and he tosses the belt to Williams as they lay the tag titles on Angel and Plague the tag champs! Green grabs a mic.. Green - Congrats to EXILE!!! We got some new tag champs give them an ovation ladies and gentlemen! Green hands the mic to Williams. Williams - Well unfortunately to all the people out there. The reign will be short lived. Cold Grass challenges you. Any time anyplace any time! The OWFtron kicks on to show Prez CJ back in his normal fashionable attire standing in the executive office. Prez CJ - Alright Jesse... You two want a tag title shot? You'll get your shot....... Williams - That's what I'm talkin about! Prez CJ - For a shot... Williams - Ah come on now.. No Bullshit deals! Prez CJ - Nah I'm just fuckin with ya! AAAAAHHHAAA! Next week Exile Vs Cold Grass tag titles on the line... In a retrieve the titles match! The titles... Will be held.... In Chris Green's ass! Green flips off Prez CJ. Prez CJ - Kidding, only kidding. seesh.. Titles will be... Right about.... He points up and the camera pans about 25 foot above the steel stage over the OWFtron where a small yellow flag hangs. Prez CJ - There. The OWFtron kicks off and the camera's cut back to the commentary table.
Falcoon - That's two big matches for next week so far! Burst - If the OWF makes it till next week. Falcoon - Whadda you mean? Burst - I mean that this Thursday some bitch has a shot at our title! Do you know what could happen if she wins? Falcoon - What!? What will happen??? Burst - The OWF will be a mockery! That's what will happen! Falcoon - And I sapouse opening and closing every 3 months hasn't done that already! Burst - A woman OWF champion? What the fuck? That can't happen.. The cruiserweight is embaressing enough! Falcoon - It will be a great match Nick! This Thursday the 8th on the OWF Network, 8/7 central OWF Champion Plague will defend his title against the WoW champion.. Aphrodisia Jordan! The camera's cut backstage as Aphrodisia Jordan is walking through the back with her WoW over her shoulder.. Alexis Cage swings her lockerroom door open and smacks Aphrodisia in the face with it! Aphrodisia falls to the ground holding her nose as blood gushes from it! Alexis steps out and looks down at Aphrodisia and smiles.. Alexis Cage - Oops.... Hehe! She holds her hand over her mouth as she walks away laughing and Aphrodisia tries to get on her feet. Burst - That a girl! Falcoon - What the hell has gotten into Alexis Cage lately? Burst - Besides me? Falcoon - You wish buddy... Burst - Fuckin right I do! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and a PDA Title Match! It will be held in a local Seattle mall! Both contestants are already on location.. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The camera cuts in to show a cheaply made background on what OWF is trying to make look like a mall. Falcoon - That's not a mall! That's one of the gift shops in this arena! Burst - Apparently they couldn't hold their aggressions in long enough to drive to the mall! Falcoon - That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard! OWF is cheap... Burst - That's because Meca Blight is blowing our budget! Spaz has Joann Summers on the ground with a bandana wraped around her neck, choking the life out of her. She's struggling to get free and manages to get up to her knees, she reaches back with her right foot and scrapes right down the shin of Spaz! He screams in pain and released the hold to grab his shin. Joann scrambles to her feet and grabs a "WoW's Greatest Hits" DVD, she smacks Spaz across the face then dropkicks him all the way down to the cement floor. She's just as slow as he is as they arrive to their feet at the same time. Joann runs towards Spaz, he dodges her then grabs her head as she goes by and slams her through the glass window. Joann lays face down holding her left arm, she lifts it up to reveal a 6 inch piece of glass sticking out from her inner bicept. She grits her teeth then yanks it out just as Spaz comes through the window diving ontop of her with a swanton from the window edge! Falcoon - Holy shit! She's covered in glass! Look at the blood already! Spaz lifts her up and she tries to brush the glass off from her, but insted she bear hugs Spaz and shares the shards with him! Spaz screams and little pieces of broke glass dig into his exposed arms and neck. He quickly grabs her by the arms and pushes her through a doorway that leads them into a lower level of the crowd, the two wrestlers brawl their way through the crowd down towards the ring! Spaz reaches out and finds someone's digital camera and smashes it over the head of Joann Summers! He pulls her down to the guard rail and tosses her over. Nearly out of breath from the excitement of the battle Spaz grabs a mic.. Spaz - I'm more than just a lunatic that beats people senseless outside the ring.... Falcoon - Yeah your a fuckin murderer! Spaz - I can pin you IN the ring too! Let this be an example to YOU Ali... He throws the mic down then lifts up the blood soaked Joann Summers and rolls her into the ring. Spaz lifts her up... The End! He makes the cover.. 1...2...3! Falcoon - Bad news for Joann Summers! And more bad news struck her earlier this week as I understand it, Joann's manager Trixy has been released from his OWF duties in order to start a career with another promotion. Burst - Meca's damn ugly face is scaring all the women around here off! Missy Janson - Here is your winner and STILL OWF PDA CHAMPION.... "THE MISFIT" SPAZ!! Falcoon - Spaz picks up another PDA title defense and I really hate to admit it, but the guy's a good champion! Burst - Yeah I don't care for the kid at all really, but he's held that title since The Clash of Champions. Spaz is heading back up the ramp when suddenly Ali Khadafi rushes out from the back and a long metal chain... He whips the chain and nails Spaz in the head with it! Spaz hits the ramp backward and is knocked out cold! Ali pulls him feet first up the ramp until they reach the stage. Ali reaches into the back and slips on a set of gloves before grabbing a huge tangled stran of barbwire, he throws it on Spaz then rolls him on it Falcoon - He's making sure Spaz is covered in that barbwire! He reaches into the mat and pulls out an entire mail sack of thumb tacks! The fans scream as he pours them over the edge of the stage, thousands upon thousands of thumb tacks as dumped out all over the cement doors 15 foot down from the stage! Falcoon - What the hell... That must be well over a million tacks pouring down on that floor! Burst - AH! Lighter Fluid! Yes!! Ali grabs two bottles of lighter fluid, then reaches into the back and pulls out a can of gassoline! He dumps all over to the floor below the stage. Falcoon - This is gonna be fuckin hot! Everyone back up! Ali pulls out a silver zippo lighter, he flicks it on and throws it down over the stage. Instantly a blaze of fire heats the entire arena! The flames shoot to the roof of the arena and you can see that their are table on fire with the tacks all over them. Ali grabs Spaz and picks him up, he tosses him over the side and the barbwire drives itself into Spaz's body as he piles through two tables to the cement floor below! Falcoon - Spaz is covered in thumb tacks, barbwire, and is laying in a table full of fire.. He's passed out! Burst - Someone might wanna get on that.. By someone I don't mean me! Several OWF officials and crew members rush over with fire estinguishers and pulls Spaz out of the fire. He's carried to safety and paramedics quickly arrive on scene. Falcoon - Spaz is badly burnt! Burst - I thought I smelt a grease fire! Falcoon - Nick, now's not the... oh.. oh man I just caught that! HHAAHAHAHAHA That's funny! Burst - Hehe yup it is! The feed goes to the back. The fans can still be heard cheering even from the locker room area. A few stage hands are carting around gear for the behind the scenes running of the show. Each door has a tag for the wrestler occupying it for the night. The camera stops as a click is heard. A door knob turns and the door opens. Draco steps out from behind the door with the Network Title draped over his shoulder. He nods behind him as the door clicks closed. He holds up his hand and we see black cloth in his hand. Draco lets the cloth unravel and it looks to be a shirt. The logo on the shirt matches the logo on the door. Draco - Hells Fire...Hmmm? Draco bunches up the shirt and walks away with it still in his hand. As he turns the corner and heads toward the ring, Plague comes into view staring off where Draco went. The OWF Champion looks at the door Draco just exited to make sure it was his own. Yup, it was. He scratches his head and enters the room seeking answers. Falcoon - They're recruiting Nick. I have a feeling something big is gonna go down soon! Burst - Oh wow.. So they choose a stupid faggy goth guy. Hardly recruiting.... Falcoon - Disrespectful asshole.. That's what you are! Its time for the #1 contender match. Burst - No DQ I better fuckin see blood! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a no disqualification match for the #1 contender to the OWF title!... Introducing first "Personification of Perfection" Brian Lemay! The crowd goes bananas as Money,Cash,Hoes blares all over the speakers on the P.A system in the Arena. Green pyros spiral flares on both sides of the entrance way, As Chachi comes out of the curtain first wearing his white tuxedo with black bowtie and white cabana hat. He's holding a Cuban cigar in his left hand as he takes a hit from the cigar and flicks the ashes on the stage. All of sudden the fans see Lemay. Lemay walks out from behind the curtain with a black t-shirt that says P.o.P on the front and in the back that says "Never Underestimate Me! Never Defeated Me! Cuz I'm Perfect" Lemay walks down to the ring area past Chachi as Chachi follows closely. Lemay steps to the ring area and passes through the second rope. Lemay smiles arrogantly and walks over to Moe Peterson. Lemay looks to the crowd and laughs. Lemay puts his hand over to the back of his shirt and turns his back to the crowd as the crowd chants. Missy Janson - And his oppenent.. He is the OWF Network champion... Draco! 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! 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...) The bell rings as the two men size each other up Burst - Even I can't deny that these two guys know each other well from that Fire Tacks and Wire match. Falcoon - They probably still have blood from each other on their skin from that bloodbath. Burst - Hopefully we don't lose another ring this match. Lemay and Draco stare each other down. Neither man makes the first move, they just both continue to try to intimidate the other. Both are still beaten up badly from their previous match. Just then Draco nails Lemay with a right, but Lemay returns with a right of his own and then we are off. Both men trade blows in a sign of adrenaline as both are also showing physical signs of wear and tear from their previous bout. Draco finally gets the upper hand and knocks Lemay down to the mat, where Draco mounts him and starts to pound away at the wounds and burns Lemay has over his body. Blood trickles from the wounds, but Lemay eventually pushes Draco off of him. Both men make it back to their feet quickly, but Lemay is already bleeding from the wounds on his arms and face. Draco smirks at this, but Lemay immediately changes the pace by charging and nailing a flying clothesline that almost takes Draco out of his boots. As Draco lays on the mat, we notice some blood trickling from his random wounds. Falcoon - Both men are bloody already. Burst - This match has only been going on for a few minutes and it's already a bloodbath. Look at the ring mat. We notice the random blood splatters on the mat as Lemay pulls himself up and grabs Draco by the hair. He pulls him up to his feet only to pick him up with a scoop slam and lay him back down onto the mat hard. Draco holds his back in pain as more wounds begin to open up. Falcoon - Oh my god.. Burst - This is getting a little out of hand, don't you think? Falcoon - Since when do you care about any one but yourself? Burst - Um..I hate Jesse Williams! Falcoon - ...WHAT? Burst - Let's just be professional and call this match! Falcoon - Riiight. Lemay continues his assault by landing a standing leg drop on the fallen Draco, followed quickly right into a headlock. Draco stands up pretty quickly and nails Lemay in the midsection with two elbows, before lifting Lemay and nailing him right on his neck with a back body drop as he reverses the headlock. Both men lay on their backs in pain, but both neither want to give the other the upper hand, so they try pulling themselves up before they should. Draco is the first to try pulling himself up on the ropes, which he struggles with. Lemay just tries to stand up on his own. Both strategies turn out to backfire, as Draco pulls up the ropes more and more blood pours from his wounds and the same for Lemay as he pushes himself up in the middle of the ring. Both men see through their crimson masks that the other is up and both charge each other, with Draco getting the upper hand as he nails a flying neckbreaker on Lemay. Lemay stays down holding his head, but Draco pops right back up showing signs of strength and stamina. Without hesitation he pulls Lemay up from the mat, sending him running into the opposite ropes with an irish whip. As Lemay gets back he is met with a charging Draco who nails Lemay with a spear which nearly cuts him in half. Draco covers him..1...2...KICKOUT by Lemay. Draco looks frustrated and starts to feel the pain of his wounds as his adrenaline high starts its dysphoria. He holds his midsection as he gets to one knee, then eventually two feet. Lemay struggles as well to make it to a crawling position. As Draco sees this he charges at Lemay and nails him right in the ribs with a hard kick that sends Lemay right back down to the mat Falcoon - That had to hurt. Lemay holds his ribs as he pushes himself up into the crawling position again. Draco again tries for the kick, but this time Lemay grabs his foot and swings Draco down to the mat. Lemay crawls on top of Draco and starts to pound away at his face with everything he has left. Draco tries to roll out of the mounting position Lemay has him in, but it does no good as Lemay continues to pound away at Draco's head and face area. Eventually Lemay stands up and looks determined to hurt Draco. He grabs him by the hair, lifting him up into a gorilla press immediately. Falcoon - NICK! WATCH OUT! Burst - SHIT! Both Falcoon and Burst take off their headsets and head for the hills. Lemay walks over to the announcers table where Falcoon and Burst were sitting and he throws Draco over the top rope and he lands right on the table, which shakes, but doesn't break. There is silence on the side of the commentators because they cannot return to the table seeing as how its a warzone now. Lemay looks down at the fallen Draco, who is not cringing in absolute pain, unable to move. Lemay looks at the corner and points to it as the fans go nuts. Lemay climbs up the turnbuckle step by step and eventually gets to the top where he measures up the distance from the ring to the announcers table. The fans all stand up on their feet and start to get excited as Lemay gets ready to jump. He launches himself off the top rope to the outside towards Draco who is laid out on the announcers table. Lemay nails a regular splash on Draco as the table shatters into hundreds of pieces. Both men are down as the referee doesn't know what to do. You can see the puddles of blood starting to form around both competitors as all of their previous wounds have reopened, tearing stitches and flesh and are now soaking the OWF Floor. Neither man seems to be moving, as the referee walks out of the ring to assess the situation. Neither man is on top of the other, so no pin can be counted. You can hear the fans chanting loudly "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!". Suddenly, we see Lemay's hand lift up and fall on the carcass of Draco...1...2...thr- KICKOUT! DRACO KICKED OUT! The fans are all going nuts, at this point they don't care who wins, they just want a good finish. Burst and Falcoon stand a few feet away, waiting to get back to call the match as neither man seems to be moving much. Lemay is the first to get up, but all he does as he attempts to stand is fall back to the floor- but atleast out of the wreck of the table. Draco starts to respond as his eyes flutter from the blood that is running down his face. Lemay tries pulling himself up on the guardrail, which seems to be taking a long time as Draco is laid out still, but still trying to get himself out of this mess. Lemay eventually pulls himself up, using all the strength he has left and he staggers back to the ring, where he rolls in and stays laying on his back. The referee attends to Draco who is just now starting to pull himself up as Burst and Falcoon are now able to grab their headsets back. Falcoon - My god nick, there is absolute hell around us! Burst - No kidding, I liked that table, too. As Lemay lays in the ring, suddenly from the back we see Aphrodisia Jordan run out with a chair in hand. Falcoon - Damnit, I thought we wouldn't have an interference this time! Aphrodisia climbs right up the stairs and climbs into the ring where she lays the chair on top of the fallen Lemay. He is too weak from trying to get back into the ring to move. She runs to the turnbuckle, where she eventually gets to the top. She looks down at the fallen Lemay and she leaps off nailing a HUGE senton splash right onto the chair that lays on Lemay. He doesn't move, he just falls into unconsciousness, but Aphrodisia tries recovering from that huge move. She moves herself towards the outside of the ring, where she starts to help Draco to his feet. She puts his arm around him and helps him to the ring, where she helps slide him into the ring. She slides in herself following him. He lays on the ring motionless almost, so she just grabs his arm and pulls him on top of Lemay Burst - We have more company! Suddenly, Chachi runs out from the back at full speed towards the ring. The referee drops into place to count Draco's pin on Lemay...1...2...Chachi breaks up the pin. Aphrodisia starts to attack Chachi as both of them start to brawl, with Chachi getting the upper hand and pushing Aphrodisia out of the ring. Chachi picks up the chair that Aphrodisia brought out and he looks at Draco who has managed to get up to his knees. Falcoon - It's a damn shame these two can't get together without someone influencing the end of the match! This is a damn shame! Chachi rears back and swings wildly with the chair, nailing Draco right on the top of the head. Draco falls motionless to the ring as Chachi then drops the chair immediately, walking over to Lemay. He grabs his arm and lays him on top of Draco. Chachi then jumps outside of the ring and jumps on top of Aphrodisia to keep her from breaking the count. The referee drops into place...1...2...3!! Missy Janson - Your winner, and now the #1 Contender to the OWF World Heavyweight Championship...BRIAN LEM- Prez CJ - WHOA WHOA WHOA. Hold up there missy! Falcoon - Look, it's President Chase Johnson! He's here! Burst - You're such a suck up. The fans all go nuts at the sight of the new staff member making an appearance. Lemay and Draco have started to recover a bit as both men are on their knees looking at Chase. Prez CJ - Before we go and make this all official. I have a few things to get off my chest. This match was No Disqualification, and that's all fair and well, but I think Draco and Lemay, the staff, and most importantly the fans deserve a good finish to a great match. The fans cheer. Prez CJ - Where there is no interferences by Aphrodisia and Chachi! The fans cheer loudly. Prez CJ - So referee, restart this match, and I am barring Chachi and Aphrodisia from ringside. If either of you two interfere, the opposing wrestler which you attacked will be declared victorious. Falcoon - PREZ CJ IS HERE AND HE'S LAYING DOWN THE LAW! Burst - God shut up. The bell rings again, as Chachi and Aphrodisia are removed from ringside. The fans are going nuts as Lemay and Draco, both at their feet, stare at each other preparing to finish this war. They lock up, with neither getting the upper hand until Draco nails Lemay with a knee to the midsection, followed by a hard DDT to the mat. Both men lay in pain as they struggle to continue. Draco gets his strength back quicker, and he rolls Lemay over and pins him...1...2...Kickout by Lemay! Falcoon - Both of these men are running on fumes alone. Draco pounds the mat in frustration and gets into the face of the referee debating the count. This gives Lemay time to recover a bit. He pulls himself over to the corner where he pulls himself up and sits on the top rope to give himself a breather. Draco sees this and immediately charges at Lemay Burst - Looks like Draco is gonna try to nail When All Else Fails! Draco out muscles Lemay at this point and he is able to pound the head of Lemay to the point where Draco is able to easily reverse Lemay's stance on the top of the ropes. Draco continues to set up Lemay for When All Else Fails as he jumps up and wraps his legs around Lemay's head. He tries to flip backwards to complete the move, but Lemay locks his legs around the post. Instead, Lemay lets Draco lay upside down trying to complete the move as all the blood rushes to his head. Eventually Draco semi-loses consciousness, where at this point Lemay somehow is able to turn around on the top rope, getting Draco into a powerbomb position. Falcoon - SUDDENLY THIS COULD BE THE P.O.P, TOP ROPE POWERBOMB! Lemay jumps off the top rope and NAILS the P.O.P right in the center of the ring, but both men are laid out cold. The fans are cheering loudly, but neither man is moving. Falcoon - Did you see Draco's head bounce off the mat?? Burst - Sure did, but did you see Lemay get kneed in the face by Draco on the way down? In an adrenaline rush, both men start to move around. Both keeping at the same pace as the other. Eventually both men get to their feet, but just as they do, we see someone run out from the back. Falcoon - IT'S COLD GRASS! WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY DOING HERE! Jesse Williams and Chris Green come charging out from the back with Kaige in tow. All three men slide into the ring, as Kaige makes the first move but he is knocked aside by a strong right from Lemay. Williams easily takes out Draco with a clothesline and Green is able to over power Lemay with a few lefts and rights. Kaige gets back to his feet and looks to attack Lemay, but instead Williams yells demands at Kaige. Burst - Well, there goes this match again! Kaige slides out of the ring and reaches underneath, from where he pulls two tables, one of which he sets up right on the outside of the ring. He slides the other table into the ring, and he follows by sliding back into the ring, where he is told by Green to set up the table. He does so. Williams picks up Draco by the hair as Green does the same for Lemay. Williams throws Draco out of the ring to the outside where he comes crashing down into the guardrail. Green picks up Lemay and sits him on the top turnbuckle. He adjusts the table to be perfectly aligned with the corner. On the outside, Williams picks up and lays Draco on the table, Jesse then slides right back into the ring and walks to the corner closest to the table with Draco on it. Falcoon - What are these guys planning! Williams climbs up the turnbuckle, as Green does the same with the turnbuckle that Lemay is sitting on. Both make it to the top, standing up. Almost at the same time, Jesse leaps off for a Swanton Bomb as Green jumps off the top rope with a grasp of Lemay's head for a Fall From Grace. Williams nails the Swanton Bomb on Draco through the table as Green nails the Fall From Grace through the table in the ring on Lemay. Falcoon - SWANTON BOMB ON DRACO! FALL FROM GRACE ON LEMAY! BOTH THROUGH TABLES! Both men lay motionless as EMT's come running out immediately. Williams and Green are a little shaken up, but they make it to their feet. Jesse gets into the ring and starts to celebrate with Green. Burst - Dirty mexican. Prez CJ - What the hell is this?? The fans cheer as President CJ returns to the entrance ramp. Prez CJ - I restarted this match so we could have a winnner. At that time, the head EMT walks up to Chase and whispers something in his ear. Chase looks disappointed, but goes back to speaking. Prez CJ - Well, thanks to Cold Grass both Draco and Brian Lemay are unable to continue. The fans boo, loudly. Prez CJ - But, I have a good idea. I'm awarding dual number one contenderships to both Draco and Lemay, which means sometime this month, there is going to be a THREE-WAY-DANCE for the OWF WORLD TITLE. Falcoon - Oh my god, these two men are going to face each other again? Burst - I like the idea! Prez CJ - As for you three, you won't be running around ruining our matches. I will have a punishment for you, just you three wait! Prez CJ leaves the entrance ramp as Williams, Green and Kaige exit the ring, still celebrating. Suddenly a cloud of smoke fills the entire arena... The lights dim low. You hear the tapping of hooves... Suddenly from the back comes a black horse attached to a black and creepy looking carriage. 12 Druids line the sides of the carriage and walk with it to ringside. Falcoon - They are moving the EMT's out of the way! They climb into the ring just as the horse stops, they turn the horse and carriage around to go back up the ramp, carefully the druids lift Brain Lemay up in the ring, totally ignoring Draco. Lemay is loaded into the carriage and slowly wheeled up the ramp. Falcoon - This is the strangest thing I've seen.. Burst - It's Draco and his devil works I think! Falcoon - You think so? Burst - Yeah! Soulless piece of shit! Falcoon - I was just informed that BOTH of these men have been named #1 contenders due to their efforts tonight. They will be facing the OWF champion at our next pay per view event.. That I just so happen to have a shameless plug for!
In 2002 it was the highest rated pay per view in OWF history! The LSU campus flashes over the screen "It's 4 men all looking for one pinfall!" A slide of Vinny Vegas, Max Romell, Justin Halesz, and Bryan Tann crosses over the screen. "This is insane.. Max Rommel with the pin... 1...2...3! NEW CHAMPION!" A picture of Max Romell holding up his newly awarded OWF title lays still as the Campus Chaos logo crosses it. "Ladies and gentlemen.. I told you it would be chaos! LSU will never be the same!"
Falcoon - Its campus chaos and its live Sunday March 25th 2007! Just three weeks away and only on pay per view! Burst - I remember that pay per view in 2002... We had a burbon street brawl.. And IT SUCKED! Falcoon - Who was in it? Burst - Oh fuck I dunno... I was sleeping through most of it. Didn't leave an empression on me! Falcoon - Maybe next time you can wrestle that match for us and show us how it's done! Burst - I'm not a wrestler.. I'm an alocholic! Falcoon - Deal. Lets go to the main event! Insted the camera's cut to the back where we meet up with President Diamond Kid who is chatting with Prez CJ in a hallway. Prez DK - The doughnut thing didn't work huh? Prez CJ - Nope.. Prez DK - Alright, well next week we'll pull out the bag of tricks and get this company back under my ownership! You see Jesse Williams brush shoulders with DK.. Before he can get all the way past him, DK grabs Jesse by the arms. Prez DK - Now hang on a second.. I thought we had a deal? I fuckin brought you into this federation to represent us.. Not to join trash like Chris Green! Jesse - First off... Don't touch me.. Second, DK.. To be quite frank, I didn't come here for the crowd.. I didn't come here for the people's approval! And I damn sure didn't come here to help YOU out! Jesse pushes DK off and continues walking. Prez CJ - Just ignore the back stabber... Prez DK - Make sure you get with Plague on who he's gonna give the WoW title to if he wins Thursday... Prez CJ - I'll get with him before the nights out. Prez DK - I DON'T want any suprises! With Meca running this place, I'm only halfway in the loop and have no idea when he signs someone. Prez CJ nods and they part ways.. The camera's cut back to the ring. Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for a Steel cage match! Win by escaping the cage! Introducing first... From Dallas Texas... Representing Cold Grass... Kaige! Meaning Of Life By Disturbed is heard over the PA System... I wanna get psycho Kaige walks out to a decent pop from the crowd as they start small mosh pits along the arena floor. Need to get psycho On the way to the ring Kaige hops the barriers and joins a small crowd in a mosh pit and starts to push fans around. He exits the mosh pit, jumps back over the barriers and enters the ring jumping up on the turnbuckle signaling to the crowd to get louder Missy Janson - And his opponent.. "Chi-Town's Finest" Shyne! The arena goes dark as over the PA comes a distorted voice that says "Chi-Town's Finest" and it echoes as it fades out. The same voice then says "I Still Run This Shit". Shyne's voice is heard now as his voice yells over the PA "ITS MY TIME...MY TIME TO SHYNE!" At that moment, "You Dont Know" by 50 Cent, Eminem, Lloyd Banks, and Cashis hits the PA and a light shines down in the middle of the stage as Shyne appears there and the crowd goes nuts as they spot him. He crosses his arms and leans back a bit as Blue and White pyro blast on both sides of him and all the way down the ramp and around the ring. Shyne walks down the ramp with a swagger and the crowd is going insane for him. Shyne hops up on the apron and climbs inside the ring, he hops on the turnbuckle and crosses his arms and gives a gangsta lean. He hops off and repeats this on the other three turnbuckles before hopping off and waiting in the ring. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Falcoon - You might notice that our steel cage is a little different than your traditional cage as it lowers over the contestants... Burst - Well to start, it's bolted to the side of the ring so their's very little give in it! Falcoon - Second, the top is covered with strans of barbwire strait across, and in crossed patterns. Burst - Brutual climbing out, back in 2001 I saw a man's guts leaking from his stomach! Falcoon - It's how Kozmo, Diamond Kid, and Jesse Williams all almost lost their hands! Jesse had to had most of his had put back together in 15 hours of surgery. Burst - They should really check for green cards before they save your life. I make that a habbit! Missy locks the levers down to each side of the ring. Shyne out of pure spite and anger already began his attack as the bell rang and now has Kaige in a side headlock.. Kaige manages to push Shyne off, Shyne strikes back too quickly and punches Kaige right in the side of the head! He does it again then lifts Kaige up.. Sidewalk slam! He covers...1...2.. Kaige kicks out! Shyne is back on the attack quickly grabing Kaige up and tossing him into the ropes... Kaige bounces off the ropes and Shyne catches him with a hard clothesline! He lifts Kaige up again and tosses him into the corner.. Shyne backs up.. Stinger Splash on Kaige! Burst - Shyne's gonna pass his carrington fever onto Kaige... And I assure you, NOBODY wants that disease. Falcoon - I almost caught it once. Fealt dizzy for two day because he made me dizzy listening to him ramble! Burst - HAHAHAHA! Yeah! Take that Silkk! Shyne bounces off, back onto his feet and does it again! He grabs Kaige's arm and whips him across the ring to the opposite corner, Shyne runs towards Kaige, but Kiage ducks and Shyne eats turnbuckle! Kaige grabs him by the head and tosses him in between the ropes and the cage! Kaige kicks him down a little until he's almost upside down caught in the ropes and steel. Kaige begins to climb up the metal cage, he nearly reaches the top when Shyne unhooks himself and is able to reach up and grabs Kaiges foot, he yanks Kaige's foot and tries to pull him down, finally Kiage loses his grip sending him crashing to the mat! Falcoon - Near escape Shyne.. The match almost ended early! Shyne quickly darts up the side of the cage, he stops near the barbwire that surrounds the top and tries to pull it apart. Kaige it back up! He walks over to where Shyne is trying to escape, he climbs up to the side of the cage then nails Shyne with a low blow, Shyne feet slip and he struggles to hold on, he grabs ahold of a stran of barbwire above him and hangs on with that one hand which is now leaking blood from grabbing ahold of one of the barbs. Kaige is kicked in the mouth and falls down to the mat! Falcoon - Shyne just realized he was in a bad spot to escape from! Burst - Well JUMP down! He looks down at Kaige who is laying on the mat, then smiles before diving off. The fans are in mid chant for him as he delivers a full on elbow drop from nearly the top of the cage! Shyne rests a moment before staggering back up.. Kaige manages to make it up with him.. Kaige swings wildly and Shyne ducks it.. Shyne kicks him in the gut.. 4 Corner Hustler to Kaige! Shyne climbs back up.. He looks all around him for a good spot to get free from the cage. The fans continue to chant Shyne's name! He pushing the barbwire away and starts to pull himself up over the cage top... Suddenly from the back Chris Green and Jesse Williams storm the ring. Chris tosses a chair at Shyne that smacks him right in the head! The chair topples over the cell and into the ring! Falcoon - Man he tosses that chair edge first and it nailed Shyne! Jesse quickly grabs a ladder and sets it up in front of Shine on the outside of the ring... Jesse and Chris both climb up it and try to keep Shyne from climbing out! Falcoon - This is 3 on 1! Kaige is back up in the ring and has the chair. SMACK! You hear it echo through the arena and he hits Shyne in the leg with it... Jesse Williams gets to the very top of the ladder then drop kicks Shyne!! Jesse lands chest first across the ladder but catches himself... The ladder tips over and Jesse crashes to the floor! Green jumps off and onto the cage. Shyne has crashed to the mat on the inside... Chris Green climbs over and into the ring. He picks up and chair and nails Shyne with it! Over and over in the head and back! Falcoon - He's going a little too far I think... Come on now. Chris lifts Shyne's lifeless body up and tosses him into the corner post. He rares back and smacks Shyne across the face with the chair! Shyne's body just falls in the corner and he's beaten and bloody. Kaige nods at Green and they climb over the cage together.. Missy Janson - Here is your winner... Kaige!! Cold Grass reunites at ringside.. The cage lifts up, but the lights dim again and Kaige, Chris Green, and Jesse Williams all stop what they are doing. The arena becomes dark as a whistling wind is felt through the arena...The prophet temple is shown on the titan tron as a lightning bolt crashes to the circle of stones shown on the screen...all of a sudden the lights slowly flicker like a strobe as 12 druids appear in a line holding swords in the air. A figure emerges from the back, smoke surrounds the man feet as he looks up to the ring where he has the attention of all three Cold Grass members. Falcoon - Is that Dark Lord? Burst - No idea.. I don't live outside the OWF circle. Looks like Lemay kinda...... Falcoon - I'm pretty sure it's... ....... A loud thunder clash interupts the commentator and the screen goes to static. |
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