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Plague still is on the ground from the DDT. The three members of Cold Grass leave the ring as quickly as they came, accepting their fine. All of the competitors are out cold. Aphrodisia is the first to get to her feet. She sees Plague laid out perfectly for her finisher, The French Kiss. She skips the unnecessary parts and heads right for the top turnbuckle. She jumps off quickly and NAILS the 450-Splash. She covers Plague....1...2...3!!! Missy Janson - Here is your winner and NEW Outsider Wrestling Federation Heavyweight Champion...Aphrodisia Jordannnnnn!!!!! Burst - She did it. Falcoon - Aphrodisia Jordan has become the first female to hold the OWF Title- Commish Ben - Whoa whoa whoa! Commissioner Ben comes up on the OWF-Tron as the fans go nuts. Commish Ben - We deserve a winner that isn't decided by interferences. I am restarting this match right now. And if any one else interferes, you will be terminated! Burst - Good move commish! Falcoon - Well, I guess it's time to start it all over again! All four competitors are still in the ring. Draco and Lemay, again go after each other and Plague and Aphro go at it again. Plague, this time is able to get the upper hand on Aphrodisia, but somehow when he tries to throw her out of the ring, he falls out over the top rope too. Meanwhile, Lemay again has Draco up into a chokeslam position, Draco keeps kicking and fighting and he reaches down gouging the eyes of Lemay. As Draco falls he then tackles Lemay down, instantly grabbing his legs and locking in When All Else Fails! Burst - This could be it! Plague is trying to get back into the ring, but Aphrodisia is holding him outside. Falcoon - Lemay is gonna tap! Lemay struggles for the ropes, but there is no shot. He taps out! Missy Janson - Here is your winner..and NEW Outsider Wrestling Federation Heavyweight Champion...DRAAACOOOO!!!!! Falcoon - WE HAVE A NEW OWF CHAMPION!!!
The camera's cut directly backstage to an interview set. The fans immediantly cheer for the new WoW champion despite her negative attitude towards the crowd shes shown in the past. Alexis stands with the WoW title over her shoulder and a smile on her face. Shes dressed in a very low cut shirt that leaves very little to the imagination! Alexis Cage - Shhh... You hear that Garrett Greene? Greene - Hear what? Are you on drugs right now Alexis? Alexis Cage - Shhh! Listen..... LISTEN to these fans here in LITTLE ROCK ARKANSAS Garrett Greene! The fans give an ovation for the WoW champion as she breathes in heavy.. Her chest pokes out making her jugs bulge in the shirt. Garrett has his gaze fixed on them. Alexis Cage - Can you see it Garrett Greene!? Greene - Oh I can see it! He says with a cocky tone as his eyes are glued to her pulsing chest. Alexis Cage - Can you sense this Garrett Greene!? Greene - Ohhh I can sense it very well thank you! He leans over as an erection begins to grow and he tries to hide it. Alexis Cage - Can you FEEEEEL It Garrett Greene!!!?? Garrett reaches forward with his hands just about to cup her breasts. Greene - OH I CAN FEEL THEM ALEXIS CAGE! I CAN FEEL.... Slap! Alexis Cage - What the hell are you doing?! Greene - I was... Feeling them.... Alexis Cage - Get outta here you creep! I was talking about the crowd! And their anticipation to see... Their WoW Champion defend her title TONIGHT on Addiction! She pushes Garrett Greene out of the frame and shakes her head. Alexis Cage - Jesus... Garrett your a fuckin perv! She readjusts her title on her shoulder and walks away with a smile.
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.
The camera's take you inside a NEARLY sold out Alltel Arena in Little Rock Arkansas. We surf the crowd looking ar various signs that stick out. One reads "Wrestlemania = shit" The camera's stay focused on that one for a few good seconds before traveling down to ringside where Gordie Falcoon is sitting with a Cold Grass t-shirt on next to Hall of Fame commentator Nick Burst. Falcoon - AHOOOO! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! And WELCOME to OWF Monday Night Addiction! Burst - Why are you sitting there with that shirt on? Falcoon - Would you rather be naked!? Burst - Your a fucking disgrace to this federation! Your nothing but a fucking sell out Falcoon! Falcoon - Now you wait just a fucking second! Cold Grass is an unstoppable force in this buisness! When they take over.. I'll still have a job! You'll be suckin dick for quarters outside your local wa-wa store. Burst - You keep thinkin that kid. You'll have yours coming soon enough. Falcoon - Fans as you heard at the top of the show, Alexis Cage the new WoW champion AND cold grass member will be defending her title TONIGHT in an unscheduled last minute addition to the show. Burst - She's defending against World Wrestling Entertainments own.... Ashley Massaro! Falcoon - This all came about due to a recent lawsuit filed by OWF President Diamond Kid. In the lawsuit the OWF claimed copyright infringement on the trademark "MVP" name. Of course you know Mike Van Pelt has been a part of the Outsider Wrestling Federation since 2000. Burst - Well WWE decided to name their "MVP" Montel Vontavious Porter. Falcoon - The WWE decided to settle outside of court this morning as a bald WWE chairman Vince McMahon met with OWF owner Meca Blight and President Scott Diamond Kidd this morning in Detroit, Michigan. Burst - They came to an agreement of 21 million dollars and a talent exchange. Falcoon - The only official word he have gotten in the talent exchange is that Ashley Massaro will compete tonight against our WoW champion Alexis Cage! 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 - The following contest an inter-federation match! And it is for the WoW Championship! Introducing first.. Representing the OWF and Cold Grass.. From Phoenix Arizona... She is the WoW Champion... Alexis Cage!!! Suddenly from behind the curtain comes Alexis Cage dressed in her normal ring attire with the WoW title strapped around her waist. 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 slides under the bottom rope and leaps onto the turnbuckle and holds up the WoW title for the fans to see.. PA System - YOU BETTER HOLD ON TIGHT... CUZ I'M GONNA LOVE YOU NICE... I'm gonna do it right... LET ME LIGHT A FIRE IN YOUUUU! "Let me light a fire in you" by Nuts in a Blender hits over the PA System. A familiar song that you normally hear on another channel on Friday nights. Suddenly their is an explosion on the stage. Missy Janson - AND HER OPPONENT... Representing the WWE... Playboy cover girl... Ashley Massaro!! Falcoon - And here comes the overrated cover girl! Burst - She's about to get booed out of the Alltel Arena! Falcoon - You know, when Prez DK told me he was bringin' in Ashley I was shocked.. Not star struck shocked.. More like replused by his decision. The WWE has about 4 decent female wrestlers... And Ashley isn't one of them. Burst - He didn't do it for her fame Gordie! He did it to prove a point! He did it to show everyone how crappy of a wrestler Ashley really is! Falcoon - She's terrible Nick. Alexis Cage is gonna show the world how untalented Massaro is! The fans boo her as she steps out onto the stage and throws her arms in the air. The crowd begins to chant "FUCK-YOU-BITCH!" Not expecting this reaction she works past it and heads down to the ring. Falcoon - You know I watched that pay per view last night.. And their womens title match lasted about 4 minutes. Burst - I tried to watch the event... Woke up with a beer in my hand. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Ashley poses for the crowd before throwing her backwards hat into the crowd. Alexis runs in and bull dogs her from behind! Alexis leaps back to her feet and signals Ashley to stand up! Falcoon - Ashley has no idea what she's in for. YOUR MESSIN WITH COLD GRASS WHORE! Ashley slowly gets back to her feet. Alexis kicks her in the midsection... Unleashed!! The fans leap to their feet and cheer. Falcoon - Alexis nails her verison of the pedigree on Ashley! This one is over before it starts! Alexis slides under the bottom rope and reaches under the ring aprion... She pulls out large cloth bag. Falcoon - What's in the bag!? Burst - Your a Cold Grass lackie.. you tell me! She climbs back in the ring and the referee tries to snatch the bag away from Alexis. Alexis quickly dumps the bag and thousands of thumb tacks fill the ring! Falcoon - Holy Shit! Ashley Massaro has never faced anything like this before!! Burst - It's a good thing I've already seen the bitch naked because she's about to have a mangled face! The crowd is chanting the call of the "O-W-F" Alexis leans down and picks Ashley up... She hooks her in a pedigree position.... Falcoon - Unleashed again! IN THE THUMB TACKS! Ashleys face is planted with power down onto the tacks that have lodged themselves in her forehead. Alexis picks a couple bloody tacks out from her knees then with eyes of fury she grabs Ashley again.. Falcoon - Ashley has about 10 tacks stuck in her face! Burst - I'd stick more than tacks in her face! Falcoon - Listen to these fans chanting for Alexis!! The WoW Champion delivers Uncaged! Her verison of a Diamond Cutter on Ashley. Alexis rolls off from the tacks that she landed in and picks them off from her. Her sick smile says it all as she covers the bloody and beaten WWE cover girl.. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Here is your winner.. and STILL WoW Champion... Alexis Cage! Falcoon - Alexis proved a point with that Nick! You don't fuck with Cold Grass! Burst - Oh shut up you groupie bitch. Falcoon - That match was as brutal as they come and she's sending the message to not only the women in the back.. But the women in the WWE! The camera's cut backstage to the interview area. As they come upon Spaz who is standing next to OWF Reporter Garrett Greene the fans begin to boo! Garrett takes control of the interview. Greene - Spaz.. Tonight is YOUR oppertunity to become the OWF Champion! Spaz - Yeah no fuckin shit! Greene - Can I finish? Spaz snatches the mic away from Garrett Greene and looks deep into the camera. Suddenly before he can speak Draco grabs him from behind and shoves a bar of soap into Spaz's mouth! Draco - You like that? HUH!? How's it feel to have that foul crap washed outta your mouth? Falcoon - The OWF Champion is washing Spaz's mouth out with soap!! Burst - Hey you can't do that to Spaz! Falcoon - He should learn a few new words besides shit and fuck! Burst - FUCKIN SHIT Falcoon! Spaz is being assulted! This isn't fair! Falcoon - He should be getting worse Nick! The way he talked about the champion this past week on the OWF network gives Draco every right to do this! Spaz bits the soap and spits it in Draco's face! Spaz sings wildly and misses... Suddenly from the side Angel runs in and tackles Draco to the floor. Falcoon - What the hell is Angel doing!? He continues to assult the champion with right hands. Spaz pushes Angel off. Burst - Let him take care of the dirty work Spaz! Angel stands up and he and Spaz get face to face. Spaz points at Angel before he shouts.. Spaz - I CAN HANDLE THIS... MYSELF! Angel shrugs and kicks Draco in the ribs again before walking away. The camera's cut back to the commentary table. Falcoon - This is chaos! Hell's Fire appears to be coming undone before our eyes! Burst - It's the gold Gary... Falcoon - GORDIE! Burst - Whatever... Its the gold that is tearing everyone apart! Soon we will see the same from Cold Grass! Falcoon - It's not gonna happen Nick. Cold Grass knows the pecking order and they are paitent enough to wait for their turns. PA System - OH YAAAAAAAAAAAAH! A voice screams as a guitar plays "Lit Up" by Buck Cherry over the PA System. The crowd begins to sing the words out as it's played. Falcoon - The CokeKid is getting his chance to "Shyne" tonight! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first... From Phoenix, Arizona.... CokeKid! PA System - And yes I'm ALL LIT UP Again... I love the cocaine.. I love the cocaine! Suddenly Cokekid appears at the top of the ramp. His eyes are wide open and he has a small trace of white beneath his white nostril. He points to his 8ball tattoo on his arm then puts his arms in the air. He sings to his theme song along with everyone else in the arena as he walks to the ring. Burst - This crowd knows who he up against and they are giving him a hellacious reaction! Missy Janson - And his opponent... Immediantly the fans begin to boo knowing whats to come. Missy Janson - From Chicago, IL... 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 boos as they spot him. "Sell-Out!" is the chant that rocks the arena! Falcoon - Well this arena didn't sell out today.. But the fans seem to think that this man did! Burst - Well he is SCW bound.. And you know what I say Falcoon? Falcoon - What? Burst - Good fuckin ridence! 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 continues to chant against 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...) With a mighty snort of his nose CokeKid darts off the far side ropes... He leaps into the air and catches Shyne with a fist to the head then falls ontop of Shyne before he can do anything.. CokeKid lays in with quick fists.. Burst - You can't keep a crackhead down! The referee pulls CokeKid off Shyne.. He backs up and just as Shyne gets to his feet.. Superkick by CokeKid! Falcoon - He calls that move "Numb" Burst - I call it a cheap knock off of the superkick! Shyne hits the mat and CokeKid heads to the top turnbuckle.. Falcoon - CokeKid is going for "Lit Up!" He flips in mid air and nails his verison of a Swanton Bomb then hooks Shyne's leg.. The crowd counts with the ref 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Here is your winner... CokeKid! The fans leap to their feet as the CokeKid stands up and his arm is held in the air! Falcoon - And the CokeKid has shown himself to be very impressive so far! This has to be the biggest victory of his career. Burst - He belongs to The Compound but I bet that he won't be there long! Falcoon - Not if he keeps impressing the staff with matches like that. He could be a future Cold Grass member! Burst - You make me sick.... Falcoon - Well as Shyne stirs in the ring the fans are giving him the farewell he desurves. "FUCK-YOU-SELL-OUT!.. FUCK-YOU-SELL-OUT!... FUCK-YOU-SELL-OUT!" The fans continue to chant as Shyne leaves with his head down, never looking at the fans. Burst - These fans are brutal... Falcoon - Can you blame em? This guy was handed spotlight and he gave it up to go to some shit hole with a bigger budget! The arena grows dark... Falcoon - What's going on here? Suddenly the OWF-tron lights up.. A PA System crackles and these words trail over the speakers.. PA System - Its the arrival of the greatest thing to ever grace the OWF... He is the Real Deal, He is Reality. The lights come back on and the arena is stirring.. Falcoon - Reality? Burst - It's what Cold Grass is gonna face tonight when they have to defend their tag titles against Exile! Falcoon - Apparently the scouting crew has brought in someone worth while.. and his name is Reality! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a triple threat match! "The New Black" by Every Time I Die hits over the PA System. The lovable Prez CJ steps out on the stage holding the cruiserweight title over his shoulder. Prez CJ - Hang on a second Missy.. I have an announcement. Seth Anderson couldn't be here tonight, we expected a full recovery from his recent car accident by now, unfortunitly he could not get clearance from the OWF medical staff to wrestle tonight. They don't believe he will be ready for a few weeks. So insted the executive board has decided to strip Mr. Anderson of the Cruiserweight title and promise him the first shot at it when he recovers and tonights match will feature Prissy Vs Aphrodisia Jordan for the cruiserweight title! LETS GET IT ON! AHAHAA! PA System - THE BITCH IS BACK!! Falcoon - Seth Anderson was stripped of the title! Burst - You gotta defend in the OWF! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the OWF Cruiserweight title! Falcoon - Here comes Hell's Fire member Prissy! The lights dim as "GOING UNDER" by Evanescence blares throughout the arena. Prissy walks out from behind the entrance. Missy Janson - On her way to the ring... From Houston Texas... Prissy! She pauses slightly giving just enough time to breath in the crowds reactions as she walks to the ring. Missy Janson - And her opponent... 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. Missy Janson - Aphrodisia Jordan! 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… Falcoon - Two former WoW Champions in the ring! Burst - These two chicks are fucking mean! Falcoon - It's sure to be an all out brawl tonight! 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. (Ding, Ding, Ding..) Aphrodisia goes right to work sending Prissy into the ropes... Prissy springs off and nails Aphrodisia with diving larriat! Prissy quickly snaps back to her feet, Aphrodisia is up as well.. Prissy goes for a clothesline attempt but Aphrodisia catches her by the arm and drags her down to the mat with a cross arm bar hold. Aphrodisia quickly crosses over and places Prissy in her verison of an STF! Prissy quickly crawls to the ropes before the move is locked in... Falcoon - Aphrodisia Jordan has been nothing short of impressive so far in the OWF.. She's proven herself worthy and ALMOST captured the OWF title last week! Burst - It's a sad day when a woman holds that title. Falcoon - She's one hell of an athlete... But shes no Alexis Cage! Burst - What the fuck ever! Aphrodisia holds a victory over Alexis Cage. Falcoon - When did you become an Aphrodisia fan? Burst - When you turned your back on this federation!! The hold has been broken and both women are back on their feet.. Aphrodisia runs at Prissy and kicks her in the back of the head with a running enziguri! Aphrodisia covers..1...2.. Prissy kicks out at the last second! Aphrodisia pulls Prissy back up to her knees then backs up a step. Falcoon - Aphrodisia is setting up for something big.. I can feel it. She runs and knees Prissy in nose sending Prissy to the mat! The crowd "ohhh's" as the move connects. Falcoon - Prissy is busted open! I think her nose is broken! Burst - Aww come on don't fuck her face up... Then only Duality will want her! Aphrodisia leans down and picks Prissy's head up.. She slowly runs her tongue across Prissy's cheek then slams her head into the mat. She gives a seductive smile as she climbs to the top turnbuckle.. 450 splash! Falcoon - Aphrodisia nails The French Kiss! She lifts up Prissy's head and licks her once more before letting her head drop to the mat and hooking her leg... 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Here if your winner and NEWWWW... OWF Cruiserweight Champion... Aphrodisia Jordan! Falcoon - Aphrodisia Jordan.. One of the OWF/WoW's leading representives walks away with the Cruiserweight title! Burst - As long as it stays away from Cold Grass I'm fine with it. Falcoon - Cold Grass doesn't mess with meaningless titles like that! Burst - I'm gonna kick you right in the scrot if you keep it up. Falcoon - You'll have to answer to my crew if you do that! Burst - Like I'm fuckin scared of a A has been, a Mexican, and some rookie who just wants to fall in love with a whore! Falcoon - I warned you Nick.. Don't say I didn't warn you when your time comes... The feed goes to the executive office in the back. Their standing in his office is OWF President Diamond Kid. The fans cheer on his appearance! Across from him stands Angel, Plague, and Spaz. Angel - So what do you want us to do with him? Prez DK - Listen.. I'm not TELLING you to do anything to him. He sold out to SCW and his contract has been released. Spaz - That fuckin trader! Plague - So you want a blood bath? Prez DK - All I am saying is do what you need to do with him. But you better hurry, he's packing his bags and heading out of the arena right now! The Hell's Fire members scurry out the door as the camera's cut back to the commentary table. Falcoon - Uh oh... Burst - I think someone is about to get an unexpected visit! Missy Janson - The following contest is an inter-federation trash can Public Display of Aggression title match! Introducing first.. Representing Reality Check Wrestling... From Croswell, Michigan... James Caine! A camera is shown backstage and shows security knocking on Caine's door. The song starts as the arena goes black. The camera backstage shows Caine walking in Top hat, and trench surrounded by security. Back in the arena the lights strobe twice with the guitar. At the guitar slide the lights begin to strobe continously with the beat, and as draiman screams a spray of ice-cold mist engulfs the entrance and Caine steps into the spray. He stands there freezing for a moment before stepping through and pumping the crowd. On his way to the ring he slaps some hands. He slides beneath the bottom rope and spins around and hops up. He then spins around and poses in a Shawn Michaels pose and the fans erupt. He then either stares down the ramp or at his opponent as he lowers himself into a seated position in a corner. At the bell ring He pulls himself up using the top rope. Falcoon - Heres the deal.. Prez CJ announced earlier tonight before the show that James Caine will be given a fair chance here in the OWF. If he wins the PDA title tonight he will be offered a legit contract. Burst - This is his chance to impress me. Falcoon - We saw what happened to this guy last week.. Or at least what we think was this guy. He claims it was his brother. I think it was his way out of embaressment. Burst - Well Hell's Fire and Cold Grass took out the trash so to speak. Falcoon - I can gaurentee you that Cain will not win the title against OWF's hottest young rookie.. Kaige! Burst - Fuckin Smoozer. Go suck some Cold Grass cock. Missy Janson - And his opponent... Meaning Of Life By Disturbed is heard over the PA System... I wanna get psycho Missy Janson - From Dallas Texas.. Representing the OWF and Cold Grass... Kaige!! Kaige walks out to a decent pop from the crowd as they start small mosh pits along the arena floor. Alexis Cage accompanies him on the stage as she adjusts her WoW championship and they head ringside bound.. 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. Alexis takes a seat at the commentary table next to Gordie Falcoon. Alexis Cage - Niiiice shirt Gordie! Falcoon - Thanks Alexis. I gotta say the same to you. Alexis Cage - Really? That's sweet! You don't think it shows too much do you? Burst - Alexis you could be naked and still not show us enough! Alexis Cage - Uhhh... Thanks I think... creep. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Falcoon - Impressive victory you picked up earlier tonight Alexis. Alexis Cage - Yeah that bitch got what she had coming. Burst - Alexis.. Your beautiful, talented, and you've got everything going for you. Why are you dating around with dickholes like Kaige? Alexis Cage - We aren't dating. Just friends. Burst - Yeah.. But your fuckin him right? Alexis Cage - Excuse me? Burst - I said... Your fuc... Alexis Cage - I heard you the first time! And my sex life is none of your buisness! Burst - Meth's a hell of a drug huh!? Falcoon - You'll have to excuse my broadcast partner, he left his manners at the Reno whore house. Without waiting, both Kaige and Cain go to their garbage cans and reach for weapons. Kaige pulls out a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire Burst - Now THAT'S some weapon to pull out as your first! Cain reaches into his garbage can, pulling out a long fluorescent light tube Falcoon - That ain't too bad, either. The men circle each other, watching each other like hawks. Kaige makes the first move, lunging for Cain and swinging the baseball bat wildly, but Cain ducks. He swings around and shatters the fluorescent tube over the back of Kaige's head. Kaige falls to one knee for a second, grabbing the back of his bleeding head. Cain wastes no time, as he jumps to put Kaige in a headlock. Kaige still holds the baseball bat, and he takes the butt of it and brings it back hard into the sternum of Cain. He breaks the hold instantly and grabs his chest as he grasps for air. Kaige steps up to both feet, and as Cain turns Kaige takes a full on baseball swing with the barbed wire bat that connects across the face of Cain, shredding his flesh in three different spots and spurting blood everywhere. Cain falls to, then lays on the mat holding the side of his face as he spits the excess blood from his mouth time and time again as he chokes on it, not to mention the actual blow from the baseball bat nearly knocked him unconscious. Kaige drops the bat, which has split down the middle, and he walks towards his corner to get to his garbage can again Burst - Ugh, look at Cain's face. He's bleeding pretty badly. Falcoon - Look at Kaige's back and hair. His hair is so red he looks like Ronald McDonald. Kaige gets to his corner, pulling out a staple gun Falcoon - Oh god. Kaige walks over to Cain, who is now on all fours, still spitting out blood from his mouth. Kaige comes up, but Cain catches him from the corner of his eye and leg sweeps him, knocking the staple gun from Kaiges hand as he hits the mat hard with the back of his wounded head. Cain uses the ropes to pull himself to his corner, where he reaches in and pulls out a pair of brass knuckles Falcoon - Brass Knux? That's not too big of a deal. Burst - Bad choice by Cain. Cain puts the knux on his hand and turns back to face Kaige, who is already standing up weilding the staple gun. When Cain gets into range, Kaige reaches out and shoots a staple right into the skull of Cain on his forehead. The shock of the staple to the head sends Cage back a bit, instead of Kaige following up he just steps back and pulls his arm in a throwing motion and throws the staple gun as hard as he can at Cain, the gun heads flying in the air directly at Cain and it smack him between the eyes, cracking a cut across the bridge of his nose and through his left eyebrow. The staple gun bounces off his head and flies out into the crowd, we see the fans all jump for it. Cain doesn't fall but Kaige charges at him and takes him down to the mat with a spear. Kaige gets in two quick punches to the head, but Cain only needs one shot with the brass knuckles to send Kaige off of him and holding his head. At the point in the match, both men are bleeding badly. Random weapons lay around the ring as blood spatter is covering the ring. Cain doesn't try to recover from his recently opened gash, he just heads for his garbage can. He reaches in, pulling out a bag full of thumbtacks. The black bag is unmistakenable, as random tacks stick out from the bag. Cain stands waiting for Kaige to get up, as he starts to swing the handle of the bag around in a circular windmill motion. Kaige pulls himself up on the ropes, and when he gets to his feet Cain slams the bag of tacks in an uppercutting motion right to the jaw of Kaige. As the bag makes contact, it rips open and sends the tacks across the ring. Kaige staggers backwards, his jaw bleeding a bit from the few stray tacks. Cain takes this opportunity to grab the last weapon from his garbage can, which is a poolcue. He swings, but Kaige ducks and heads to his garbage can, pulling out his kendo stick. Falcoon - Neither man has any weapons left to use after these. Burst - Just the garbage cans themselves. Both men swing their weapons, connecting with each other at the same time. Kaige looses the grab of his broken Kendo stick, and the pool cue Cain had snaps in two. Neither man falls, just both quickly try getting to their corner to get the garbage can to use as a weapon. Both men take the garbage cans down, and turn at the same time to face each other Falcoon - It's all a matter of who want's it more now. Cain charges at Kaige, but Kaige sidesteps him. Kaige takes a swing of his own, but Cain ducks it. Both men square off, and Kaige swings once more but he is met by a kick to the midsection by Cain. Kaige drops his garbage can, and Cain looks at Kaige while he tries to recover. Cain throws the garbage can at Kaige, but instead of it hitting him, he catches it Burst - Good save by Kaige. Cain jumps up into the air and dropkicks the garbage can. It goes flying backwards and nails Kaige in the face, sending him down to the ring in a bloody mess Missy Janson - Here is your winner... AND NEEEWWWWW OWF Public Display of Aggression Champion......JAMES CAINE! Falcoon - What? Come on! He doesn't desurve that title! He's RCW trash! Burst - He just got himself a contract with the OWF! Way to go kid!
The screen is dark.. You hear a voice in the background. Eight will compete! "Spotlight" by Future Leaders of the World creeps across the speakers.. Tell
you mother to have her vision examined The screen suddenly flashes and an empty arena is floated over.. A single spotlight in the arena shines upon the ring where one man stands alone. The world is his tonight!! We're
gonna pull you in A vision of OWF hall of famer Jaypac standing in the ring appears. His hand is held high as he is still on his knees gripping the OWF title. JAYPAC! JAYPAC HAS DONE IT! IT WAS A HEART FILLED VICTORY AND HIS FIRST OWF TITLE! Billboards
advertise magazines A shot of OWF legend The Kremlin appears then slowly fades away with the voice that follows. KREMLIN HAS CAPTURED THE TITLE AND WILL FOREVER BE NAMED THIS YEARS... "BEST"! We're gonna pull you in KOZMO! KOZMO! KOZMO! HE HAS OVERCOME THE QUEST!! Get
up get up were in the spotlight Kozmo's face slowly fades away as the song echo's off and it cuts to the following logo...
Falcoon - OWF Quest for the Best comes to you LIVE from The Scotttrade Center in St. Louis Missouri April 29th only on pay per view! Burst - It's an 8 wrestler tournament that will kick off next week on Addiction! Falcoon - Next week we hold qualifying matches for your chance to compete in the tournament that will take place on April 29th! Burst - Everyone wants to be the best.. But NOBODY has won that tournament twice! Missy Janson - The following is a tag team match is scheduled for one fall and its for the OWF Tag Team Titles...introducing first, the challengers, at a combined weight of 405lbs....the team of 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 - Now for their opponents, at a combined weight of 464lbs, they are the OWF World Tag Team champions...the team of COLD GRASS!!! PA System - C..C..C..COLD GRASS!!! Falcoon - Here they are Nick! The unbeatable force! Cold Grass!! Back To school by Deftones hits as the fans explode into thunderous boos. Green and Williams appear on the entrance way with cocky arrogant smiles on their faces as they slowly walk down to the ring.. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) In the ring Plague leans over to Angel and the two have a hurried conversation. Plague lifts himself off the top turnbuckle and drops behind it to the apron. Angel pulls off his jacket and tosses it at ringside. Plague does the same with his Guitar. Green and Williams play a hurried game of rock, paper, scissors to see who goes first against Angel. Green wins, so he steps out onto the apron and waits. Both men walk to the center of the ring and go nose to nose, the ref tries to separate them, but has no luck. He calls for the bell, and Angel strikes first. He shoves Jesse with both hands and swings wildly connecting with his face. Jesse circles back, but Angel is all over him as he tackles him to the ground and starts throwing rights into his face. Jesse manages to get his arms up over his head, blocking most of the punches. Angel gets up and drives a heel into his sternum, following up with a leg drop across the throat. Jesse struggles to his feet, and Angel throws him bodily into the ropes and clotheslines him to the ground. He makes the tag to Plague, who climbs the top rope and delivers a perfectly executed moonsault onto Jesse’s dazed body. Goes for the cover... 1...Kick out by Williams. Plague backs off as Jesse gets up to his knees... Falcoon - Get up Jesse! Show them what it means to have class! But as soon as these words are out of his mouth Plague bounces off the ropes and delivers a devastating drop kick right to a kneeling Jesse’s jaw. Burst - Theirs some class for ya! He goes down hard on the mat, and Green is just begging for a tag. Plague walks behind and latches on a sleeper hold around the OWF Franchise’s throat. Jesse gasps and tries to pry Plague’s arms off, Plague is latched on to tight. Jess slowly struggles up to his feet and reaches for the ropes, but Plague yanks him backwards. Jesse, with a burst of energy rushes the turnbuckle dragging Plague with him. He runs up and flips right over Plague’s head and landing neatly on his feet. Plague turns right into a punch to the face from Jesse Williams. Williams back pedals as Plague runs forward, looking for his patented fore arm attack...right before he is about to connect with it...WHEN JESSE JUMPS AND PLANTS BOTH FEETINOT PLAGUE’S CHEST. Plague crumples to the ground, as does Jesse. Falcoon - Williams really needs to make a tag here Nick! Tag in Jesse! Burst - Gee ya think... Jesse slowly rolls up to his feet and makes a diving tag to Green as Plague does the same to Angel. Green and Angel charge at each other across the ring, Angel looking for a clothesline. Green gets the upperhand and nails Angel with a hard powerslam that shakes the whole ring...hangs on for the cover... 1...2.. KICK OUT BY ANGEL!!!! Falcoon - COME ON! That was a three count!! Green runs against the ropes, but Plague pulls his brass knuckles out of his pockets and smashes them into his head when the ref isn’t looking. The crowd cheers as Green tumbles to the mat. Jesse screams at the ref and points at Plague, but Plague grins and shrugs, quickly stowing the weapon away. Angel goes for the pin 1...2...thr... KICK OUT BY CHRIS GREEN!!!! Falcoon - Now he's counting too fast! What the hell is wrong with this referee? Burst - Your an idiot. Angel leans back on his heels and shakes his head in disbelief as he slowly pulls a dazed and confused Green back to his feet, dragging him to the corner. Plague grabs his arms, and Angel starts to throw punches hard into Green’s sternum. The ref breaks the hold, and Green snaps his head smashing right into Plague’s nose sending him off of the apron and running at Angel and driving a kick into his gut and sending him crashing into the mat with an Evenflow DDT. Both men lay dazed in the corner of the ring, but Green eventually gets up before the ref begins to count and slowly drag his ass over to his corner tagging Williams in. Meanwhile Angel has risen to his feet and is about to tag in a bleeding Plague when Williams darts across the ring and hits him hard with a German Suplex. Goes for the pin... 1...2.. Kick out by Angel. Falcoon - Nick I saw his hand touch the mat! That was a three count! Burst - Who cares? Honestly.. It's just some crappy tag belts! Falcoon - It's more than the belts! It's about proving Cold Grass is the superior group! Williams stands up and grins crazily at Plague. Williams runs over to the ropes, climbing up them like a monkey. He signals to the crowd and jumps off going for the SWANTON BOMB...at the last second, Angel leaps off the ground and drives his body hard inot Jesse’s back and then half powerbombing, half tossing him outside of the ring. A sickening crunch is heard as Williams falls into a crumpled heap on the outside. Angel runs back to his corner and tags Plague in, who once again scales the turnbuckle. The ref has reached a count of 2...Plague leaps off the top rope...EPIDEMIC DROP TO JESSE WILLIAMS. Both men lay motionless as the ref restarts his count......1 Plague slowly begins to stir, shaking his to get the cobwebs out. ...2 Falcoon - Jesse stay down and get a DQ! You'll keep the titles! Burst - What the hell? Your really starting to piss me off. How dare you give the grease back ideas! Plague shakily gets up to his knees... ...3 Jesse slowly begins to come to. ...4 Plague is on his feet. He picks Jesse up by the hair... ...5 Plague rolls him into the ring and follows him in looking for a pin fall victory here. Ref slides in for the count. ..1 ...2 Falcoon - No no no no no! THRE... Green has ran from his corner and smashed a kick into Plague’s face. Falcoon - YES! Angel runs out and takes Green’s head off with a clothesline. The ref gets up and directs him back towards his corner...Green tries for another kick at Plague, who lays on his back his eyes rolling back into his head. Jesse and Plague slowly begin to stir at the corner closest to Cold Grass. They both stagger to their feet, and Jesse throws a wild punch that connects with Plague’s jaw. He back pedals, and responds with a punch of his own that sends Jesse reeling. Plague runs forward, this time looking for a kitchen sink, but Jesse counters with a hip toss that shakes the ring once again. Plague and Jesse both lay motionless on the mat. Jesse slowly begins to crawl towards Green...but Plague is only beginning to come to. Angel is leaned far over the ropes looking for a tag. Jesse gets up and makes a tag, just as Plague gets to his feet and begins to stagger back towards his corner. Green seamlessly leaps the ropes and Tackles Plague from behind, smashing his face into the mat. Plague’s nose sprays more blood as he twists and drives a boot hard into the cheek bone of Green. Plague gets up, but Green grabs his ankle and hits him with a reverse sort of dragon screw in the center of the ring. Plague slowly gets to his feet, and is met by Green bouncing off the ropes and hitting him with a swinging neck breaker. Ref goes for the count... 1...2... Kick out by Plague! Falcoon - Finish his ass off! Burst - Wow.. doesn't get any gayer then that. Both men get up to their feet, and Green hits a kick to the midsection and grabs Plague’s head looking for Fall from Grace. Plague grabs his shoulders and presses down causing Green’s head to get driven into the mat. Plague follows up by running into the ropes and coming back with a huge knee to the face of Green, spraying blood all over the ring. He goes for the cover......1...2...Kick out by Green Falcoon - GREEN KICKED OUT!! THATS THE FIGHT OF A CHAMPION! THATS HEART! Plague gets up and drags Green to his feet by handle of his hair. Green kicks him hard in the stomach, causing him to double up, when Green gets close enough to follow up, Plague jams his fingers into his eyes. Plague runs for a clothesline, Green ducks and it smashes the ref instead. Plague leans down to check on him, he turns....then out of no where...FALL FROM GRACE!!! Green goes for the cover ... .... .... Falcoon - THERES NO REF!!! OH COME ON!!!! 1...2....3 Falcoon slams his hands down on the commentary table counting him out. Angel runs in and smashes a boot right into Green’s head, and reacts to a charging Williams with a spinebuster. Green slowly gets to his feet, and his met by a kick to the gut by Angel...then ANGEL’S HOLOCAUST!!! Plague has crawled over to the corner and grabs his guitar. Jesse advances on Angel once again, but Plague smashes the Guitar hard into the face of Williams, in the same motion he tosses it out of the ring and rears back as Angel slowly grabs Williams and rolls him onto the apron and gets out himself. Green slowly rises to his feet...Plague rushes forward with a side step as Green braces himself against the ropes. Plague lunges forward with a Vaccine Super kick, but Green ducks out of the way causing Plague to crotch himself on the ropes. Green grabs them and bounces him up and down a few times before vaulting him off and into the center of the ring. Falcoon - What a match this has been! Plague rolls around in pain as Green circles ready for the kill. In desperation Angel yells out causing Green to walk to him and the two exchange words. Plague slowly raises to his feet behind Green. Angel points to Plague, who is raring back ready for a superkick. Green cautiousky turns around, and Plague rushes forward and smashes a Vaccine into the face of Green. Green rolls away from the ropes, but intead of pinning him Plague grabs his legs and wraps them up into a Deathlock. Burst - GREEN’S IN THE DEATH LOCK…GREEN’S IN THE DEATH LOCK!!! TAP BITCH TAP!!! Green tries for the ropes, Jesse climbs through the ropes and rushes forward but Angel spears him hard to the mat. Jesse boots him with both feet, sending him reeling back. Jesse runs forward and hits a hard side kick that sends Angel spinning. He runs forward and slams Angel into the mat with a neck breaker side slam. Without pausing, he vaults the turnbuckle and flies off the ropes.. Plague releases the hold and Green gets up shakily to his feet. Plague boots him hard in the stomach and… Falcoon - LOOK AT JESSE WITH THE SWANTON BOMB!!! Go Jesse! Pin him! Burst - Look at Plague!! THE OUTBREAK! Falcoon - Count ref! Plague plants Green with his own verison of the RKO! Both men slide in for the pin… 1…2…3...! Missy Janson - Ladies and gentlemen.. Due to a double pin fall.. This match has been ruled..... A DRAW. Pa System - I'm havin trouble tryin to sleep..... Suddenly Brainstew by Greenday hits and DK walks out with a microphone. Prez DK - FUCK THAT! FUCK THAT DECISION. WHO ARE WE? ASW? For the millionth time Missy... WE DON'T HAVE DRAWS! Missy shrugs her shoulders not knowing what exactly to do.. DK continues his way down to the ring, he climbs in and begins to speak. Prez DK - I am making an executive descision. Right here right now. Your new Tag Team champions are… He pauses and lets everyone take it in… Prez DK - PLAGUE AND "Your Mexican Idol" JESSE WILLIAMS!!!! In the background you can see Plague sink to his knees and shake his head, Jesse does the same. Angel walks up to DK and begins a heated argument. DK shakes his head and brushes him off. DK is about to leave when “Drain the Blood” by the Distillers hits and Spaz walks out. Calmly smoking a cigarette. Spaz - Fuck you DK! Prez DK - Say again? Spaz - You heard me. Go fuck yourself. You cannot walk out here and make decisions like your fuckin god or something. Prez DK - Fuck me? FUCK ME? Spaz.. Do you know WHO THE FUCK... Your talking to? As far as this company is concerned…I am God! I created it. In fact I’m better in God…I created this place in less then seven days. Spaz - Fuck you man. Its stupid and it’s a vulgar display of power! Prez DK - I made this place…I made these titles. So you go fuck yourself and go back to JOBBING matches in that shit hole that I found you in if you don’t like it! Suddenly Green spins DK around and…FALL FROM GRACE!!!! Falcoon - AND HE HAD THAT COMING! Burst - What the fuck? Is this entire arena insane? This man created the OWF! He can do what he wants! Why the fuck are they cheering?! Falcoon - Because DK had it coming! Burst - Are you fuckin kiddin me? He came out and made a fair decision! Now suddenly everyone wants to cheer the man that tried to shut this place down!? This is unbelievable!... Am I the only fuckin person with sense around here? Falcoon - Keep sippin your drink rummy! Burst - If I wanted your opinion I'd take my dick outta your mouth Falcoon! This is fuckin retarded! PA System - C…C..Cold Grass! Back to School by the Deftones hits the PA as Plague and Jesse both pick up their titles, and stare each other down before Angel and him leave on one side and Cold Grass leaves from the other. Spaz walks forward and claps Plague on the back as they leave ring side.
Once a month.. A match comes.. That's so special.. so unique... Unseen... Highlights of "Ton of Fun" appear on the screen as "Ready to Fall" by Rise Against begins to play. Hold
on slow down again from the top now and tell me
everything That we have to make it... It's own event! Wings
won't take me WELCOME TO THIS ONE TIME EVENT... TON OF FUN! Now
I'm standing on the rooftop ready to fall CHAMPIONSHIPS ARE ON THE LINE! THIS IS WHAT OUR SPORT IS ABOUT! Falcoon's screaming voice rings in your ears. Now I'm standing on the rooftop Now I'm standing on the rooftop (ready
to fall) OWF PRESENTS....... POWER HOUR!
The logo comes with a thud before we return to the arena.
We go backstage to the interview area yet again.. Prez CJ is standing by with Toby Wilks. Prez CJ - Toby... Next week, Thursday the 12th.. OWF brings you... POWER HOUR! Imagine this Toby.... Prez CJ uses his hands to display an imaginary picture. Prez CJ - The OWF Champion... Vs..... The newly named Compound Champion... Wilks - That's huge! Prez CJ - Wait! I'm not done! Wilks - Your not? Prez CJ - Oh no.... Vs.... Wilks - Who!? Vs Who? Prez CJ - The WoW Champion! Wilks - That's bigger then huge! Prez CJ - Yeah I know! A NON-Title Triple Threat match! The crowd boos upon hearing the non-title part. Wilks - I... I don't think they like that idea. Prez CJ - Humm... Alright then... A ladder match! The fans cheer a bit. But it's at most.. A mediocore response. Prez CJ - Still not the reaction I wanted. So how about this.. I'll take this up.. We'll say.. 2 notches! Wilks - How? Prez CJ - By adding Tables and Chairs! Wilks - A TLC MATCH! But which title is on the line? Prez CJ - ALL OF EM! The crowd is getting more and more into it with every word that CJ speaks. Wilks - The WoW, Compound, and OWF title!? Prez CJ - Apparently your not hearing me right. I said ALL of them! AT POWER HOUR... It will be the OWF Champion Vs the WoW Champion Vs The Network Champion Vs The PDA Champion Vs The Cruiserweight Champion Vs Both Tag Champions Vs The Compound Champion! Every Champion that competes in this organization and its sub branch the Compound will compete! Wilks - WOAH! Prez CJ - Woah is right! This is how it will work. Picture this.... He turns and looks at Toby Wilks. Prez CJ - You with me man? Following me? Wilks - Yup! Prez CJ - Above the ring.. The first person can retrieve any title he or she would like! The second... can do the same. The third, the forth.. and so on! Wilks - So your telling me... That.. Prez CJ - I'm not done! The biggest catch of all.. Is each title will be higher and higher depending on the title rank! Wilks - CJ that's huge! This could be the biggest match in OWF history! Prez CJ - When I step to the plate.. I deliver! The camera's cut back to the commentary table. Falcoon - That IS the biggest match I've ever heard! Burst - It's bull shit is what it is! We could have some crappy Compound guy with the OWF title! Falcoon - Nick this is gonna be amazing! Burst - I hope DK fires CJ for that. Falcoon - Are you kidding me? This match is going to be hystoric! Every champion in one ring with all titles on the line! In a TLC MATCH! Burst - It's crap! It's not even fair! Falcoon - Why don't you cry about it Nick! Burst - I swear.. If someone like CokeKid wins the OWF title I'm gonna quit! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the OWF World Championship! Introducing first... The challenger.. From Seattle Washington... "The Misfit" Spaz! The lights go out and the opening cords to Drain the Blood(The Distillers) blares over the PA. They lights come on dim and the silouette of a figure stands on the stage. The figure turns his head and reveals himself to be "The Misfit" Spaz. The lights come back on fully and the crowd begins to roar. Spaz is wearing his leather jacket with a Misfits sweater, and his hair in Liberty Spikes as he makes his way to the ring. Fire pyro begins to engulf the stage and Spaz walks through the fire till he gets to the ring. He walks up the steps and gets into the ring via the middle rope. He removes the jacket and reveals "Legacy of Brutality" on the right sleeve of the sweater and Hell's Fire on the other. On the back is the members of HF: Sam Caine, Airease, Birrdy, Casper, Spaz, Wolf, Anton, Cage and Angel. He discards of his sweater to reveal a scared upper torso. He then stands in the center of the ring awaiting action. Missy Janson - And his opponent... He is... The fans drown her out as an ovation of cheers float through the arena. 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 - The OWF WORLD CHAMPION.... From Whiteboro 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 Burst - Listen to this ovation for the champion. Draco is the OWF Franchise! Falcoon - It's a dead horse your beating Nick! Cold Grass has already taken over! 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...) Both men square off, looking at each other from far across the ring. Neither wants to make the first move, so instead, they circle each other very slowly. Falcoon - Neither of these guys wants to make the first mistake. Burst - These guys cannot wait to get at each other. Can't you tell why its taking them sixty years to lock up? Suddenly, both men approach each other and lock up Burst - Finally! Draco gets the best of the grapple, and he sends Spaz to the mat with a pull from the hair down. The referee gets into Draco's face as Spaz bounces right up and gets ready to strike as he heads for Draco. But Draco sees him out of the corner of his eye and is able to drop toe hold Spaz down to the mat, face first. Draco pounces right onto Spaz and locks him in a variation of the rings of saturn, an upper body submission while on the ground. The referee checks Spaz, who is screaming in pain. He kicks his legs, eventually, maybe out of luck, catching his right foot on the bottom rope. The referee comes in, pushing Draco off of Spaz. Spaz immediately tries crawling to the ropes to pick himself up, but as he gets to all fours Draco comes out of nowhere and sends him right back to his back with a thundering kick to Spaz's ribs. The echo of the kick is heard throughout the arena, as all the fans groan at the sound of the shot. Spaz holds his ribs as he lays on his back. Draco takes his opportunity and he drops down to his knees. He hooks Spaz's leg and goes for the cover...1...2...kickout! Draco stands up immediately, as if he expected a kickout, and pulls Spaz up by his hair with him. As Spaz gets to his feet, he gets a second wind and jumps up nailing Draco in the face with a flipping dropkick to the face. Draco falls to the mat like a ton of bricks, stunned, not really hurt. He and Spaz both get to their feet at the same time, they charge at each other but when Draco goes for a clothsline, Spaz ducks and runs in the opposite direction towards the corner which both men are standing near. Spaz jumps to the top turnbuckle in one bound, and back flips off nailing Draco- but Draco catches him on his shoulder. Falcoon - Uh oh, this does NOT bold well for Spaz. Draco runs across the ring and flips Spaz down with a HUGE running powerslam, right into a pin...1...2..kickout! Draco pounds the mat, then without hesitation mounts Spaz and starts laying rights and lefts to his face. Spaz tries covering up, but he can't deflect all the blows. One shot opens a gash above Spaz's eye, at which point the referee starts a standing five count, Draco stops punching and gets up, backing away slowly from Spaz as Spaz checks his forehead for blood, which there is a tiny bit from the cut Draco opened. Spaz rolls himself outside of the ring. Spaz drops down to one knee recovering from the few punches he received. Draco looks down at Spaz at runs full speed, he baseball slides at him but Spaz sidesteps him. Draco slides to the outside where he is met with a barrage of punches and kicks from Spaz from all different angles. Once he has weakened Draco enough, he grabs him by the arm and irish whips Draco as hard as he can towards the steel steps and Draco collides with them, sending them flying and making another thunderous sound as Draco falls to the ground holding his shoulder. The referee is at a five count now, so Spaz rolls into the ring, and back out, restarting the count. He walks over and picks up Draco by his hair and throws him back into the ring. Spaz slides himself back in, and immediately covers Draco..1...2...kickout! Burst - Both of these guys want the easy victory. Falcoon - Why not cover your opponent when he is down? Burst - There have been three pin attempts already. Falcoon - I think that just shows how badly they want the World Title Burst - And I think you're a moron. Falcoon - ..Jerkoff. Spaz stands to his feet, he walks to the corner and he quickly climbs up as Draco is about on his feet. Spaz jumps from the top rope nailing a drop kick on Draco, and Spaz lands on his feed. The drop kick sends Draco staggering backwards where he bounces off the ropes and he runs back at Spaz and nearly takes his head off with a clothesline! Falcoon - Geez. That didnt work out too well. Draco stands and grabs Spaz's legs, he locks him up into a Sharpshooter, then bends back into a necklock Burst - Well, he has When All Else Fails locked in, this one is basically over. Falcoon - Spaz can almost reach the ropes though. Spaz is within centimeters of the bottom rope as Draco continues to crank and make Spaz hurt. We hear him yelling in the ring, as he reaches out one final time and he grabs the rope. The referee tries to break the hold but Draco keeps it on for a few extra seconds. He gets pulled off and he gets into the face of the referee who warns him he will disqualify him. Spaz lays on the mat holding his neck and cringing in pain. Draco continues to argue with the referee, giving Spaz time to recover and get back up to his feet. Spaz lays in wait behind Draco and as Draco turns around, Spaz catches him and wraps his arm around his neck, he lifts Draco into the air and brings him down onto his knee completing The End. Spaz is too injured to cover, as both he and Draco are laid out in the ring. Falcoon - All Spaz has to do is cover Draco and he will be the new World Champion! Spaz crawls and slings his arm over Draco, covering him as the referee drops into place...1...2...thr-kickout! Burst - Now how the hell did he do that? Spaz pounds the mat furiously and he pushes himself up to his feet. He picks up Draco immediately, but out of nowhere Draco nails a standing sidekick sending Spaz to the mat. Draco covers...1...2..thr-kickout by Spaz! Falcoon - Near falls by both men. They both want this belt badly. Draco stands in a rage and irish whips Spaz into the corner. He lifts him to the top turnbuckle and then turns him to face the crowd. Falcoon - Draco seems to be setting Spaz up for The Hellacious. Draco comes up to the top rope, but Spaz back elbows him stunning him a bit. Spaz pulls himself up to the top rope and turns around where he continues to fight with Draco, both men are standing on the top rope as its shaking like crazy. Just then, both men lose their footing and fall to the ring center of the ring with a thunderous crash, on the way down Spaz's and Draco's heads collide, knocking the other unconscious, not to mention the stiff bump they took when they hit the mat. As they come to rest, we see both men are laying on top of one another, the referee drops into place Falcoon - WAIT A MINUTE! Burst - You can't make a double pinfall count! 1...2...3.... Missy Janson - Your Winner and.... Missy Janson looks up to the ring... Inside the ring, the referee doesn't know who's arm to raise... Falcoon - What the hell? Who... Burst - The fuckin referee doesn't even know! Falcoon - These two men are exhausted. They are out of fuel. I doubt they can continue! Burst - OWF doesn't do duel champions! This is bull shit! Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen hits and Commish Ben steps out on the stage with a mic. Commish Ben - Senior Referee Andrew Caps... What the hell have you done? Burst - Yeah Caps! You moron! Falcoon - He just ruined the match! The ref shrugs in the ring and points at the two comeptitors beaten and bloody bodies. Commish Ben - Unfortunitly... Prez DK and Prez CJ have already left the arena tonight. And I refuse to make a decision with such an impact off the top of my head! So until further notice... The OWF Championship... belongs.... to..... You hear the sound of a poly ringtone and Commish Ben reaches into his pocket.. He holds up the phone. Commish Ben - It's Prez DK... Excuse me for a moment! Falcoon - I think we are about to get an answer! Ben heads backstage as Spaz begins to stir in the ring. Spaz pulls himself to his feet, still extremly groggy as he looks at the referee wondering what has happened. Referee Caps - We don't have an official winner right now Spaz.. We are workin on it. Falcoon - Caps is tryin to explain himself.. Burst - He fucked up.. He desurves an ass kicking for it! Spaz points to himself and screams. Spaz - I fuckin won! He pushes the referee to the mat and slides out of the ring.. Falcoon - Spaz thinks he won the match! He's coming this way! Draco finally comes to and stands up in the ring. The fans clap for him, he turns and notices Spaz grabbing the OWF championship... Instantly he darts off the ropes and leaps over the top rope in a suicide dive tackling Spaz into the commentary table! Falcoon - Spaz and Draco are continuing the fight! Burst - Ring the damn bell and let them fight it out! Commish Ben - Hang on! Hang on just a damn minute! I just got off the phone with Prez DK.. and since we only have about 3 minutes left in this show, we've decided that it's not enough time to have another match! So... This Thursday... At the premier of The Compound's Thursday Night Throwdown Spaz and Draco will fight again for the OWF Championship! The fans boo the decision and throw trash at Commish Ben as he exits.. Falcoon - So what till then? A vacant title? Commish Ben - Until then.. The title... BELONGS TO.......... ME! Burst - That's the worst decision I've heard! Just let them finish fighting now! Falcoon - Spaz is heading to the back, he doesn't look like he's happy at all! Burst - And he shouldn't be. He got screwed out of the title tonight. Falcoon - Well the replay does clearly show that Spaz got his hand about a half second faster then Draco! Burst - If DK was here in the arena this shit wouldn't be happening like this! Falcoon - The title is vonerable until Thursday when the OWF and The Compound premiers it's newest creation... Throwdown! The feed cuts back to a dark and dusty backstage area, barely visible in either direction. The only thing illuminating the area is the faint orange glow from a small light that hangs overhead. All of a sudden a few whispers are heard in the darkness, and the sound of struggling. Voice - No, bring him over here! Voice - Why over there, we can tie him up over here... Voice - Fine, have it your way. Turn the fucken light on asshole. The click of a flashlight is heard and Exile's are revelead. Angel and Plague. Plague is holding the light, and he points it down to a body with a black hood over his head. The mans hands are tied behind his back, and he is struggling to get loose. Plague - Shut the fuck up! Plague gives a swift kick to the hooded figure, and it stops moving momentarily. Suddenly Spaz arrives, Plague hands him the flashlight that he turns back up to Angel and Plague. Spaz - I'm here.... Are we fucken ready to do this shit. Angel - Ready as I'll ever fucken be. Paybacks a bitch. Angel and Plague move the hooded figure over to a metal pole and Plague tosses the end of a rope to Angel as Spaz shines the light on them. They begin to tie the rope around the man, binding him to the pole. He tries to struggle, but it's no use. He's secured. Plague - It's good. Let's go. Angel walks over to the hooded man, places his hand on the black cloth, and rips the hood off. It's Shyne! Angel - Hey Shyne, how's life treatin ya lately? Shyne - Fuck you nigga! Fucken cunt ass nigga! Lemme outta this shit! Plague - Oh, no no no, why would we do something like that? After all this trouble... Angel - Spaz, you got what I want. Spaz - Right fucken here. The flashlight waivers a bit, and then something is tossed through the air and Angel catches it. Spaz shines the light back on them, and Angel is now holding a shovel in hand. All the members of HF smile a sick and sadistic smile. Shyne - Shit nigga!? What the fuck you gonna do with that!? Instead of answering, Angel places the tip of the shovel on Shynes left thigh and begins to push it downward. Shyne lets out a scream of pain as blood begins to pool around the wound. Angel puts his foot on the shovel and puts all his weight into it, causing it to go clean through Shyne's leg! The ear piercing screams of pain fill the air as blood begins to shoot out profusely from the wound. Falcoon - OH MY FUCKING GOD! Burst - They just ruined Shyne's career! Falcoon - THEY TORE HIS FUCKING LEG OFF!!! Angel - Ain't so funny now is it cocksucker! Angel removes the bloodied shovel and tosses it aside. He bends down and lifts a can of gasoline, and without hesitation he pours it all over Shyne's body. Plague - Let's end this shit now. I don't wanna hear his bitching anymore. Spaz tosses the flashlight to Angel, who aims it at Shyne. Angel - Spaz...do the honors... Spaz walks into the picture, a smile on his face, and a match in his hand. He strikes the match, the fiery red glowing in the darkness. Spaz - One thing I guess we forgot to fucken mention asshole. He holds the match out. Spaz - You play with fire...you get fucken burned! Falcoon - WE JUST WITNESSED A MURDER! OH MY GOD! He tosses the match onto Shyne, and immediately Shyne bursts into flames, screaming hysterically. The three members of Hell's Fire walk away without saying a word, leaving behind them a fiery inferno. Falcoon - WHAT... WHAT HAVE THEY DONE!??? Falcoon's voice drifts off as the scene fades to blackness... |
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((((OOC NOTE: THE OWF CHAMPIONSHIP WILL NOT BE ROLEPLAYED FOR. THE WINNER FROM THIS WEEK WILL BE AWARDED THURSDAY)))
