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Shannon Winters and
Kimberly Evans again battled to a time limit draw.
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.
Aphrodisia pounds the mat and gets into the referee's face. She grabs him by the collar and he yells at him for not coming back quicker. Then behind the referee she sees Draco getting carted off. She gets worried and walks to the corner stepping up to the second rop to get a birds-eye view of Draco. She cannot see very well. Suddenly, from behind Angel grabs both of her arms up and takes her off the turnbuckle. Burst - NO NO! Angel slams her down, nailing Angel's Redemption right in the center of the ring. He covers her in his sitout position as the referee drops into place...1...2... Burst - DAMNIT! NO! ...3! Uncle Bo - YOOOOOOO! DAWEINER AND NEWTTTTT WURLD LEMMYWINK CAMPINGTRIP.......ANGELLLLL!! Falcoon - YES! HE DID IT! YES YES YES! Burst - Oh god damnit. See you soon Toby Wilks. The referee hops out of the ring and walks over to the announcers table. He grabs all four of the belts and walks back to the ring. He slides in and pushes himself up to his feet as he is met by a standing Angel. He hands Angel all four belts as the fans boo loudly. Burst - Uh, I think we caused a riot! Falcoon - Fans, we have to get out of here! It's getting cra- The sound cuts out, but the cameras stay on a bit longer. The prisoners start to shake the cage violently again...Angel quickly exits the ring, without celebrating, going to check on Plague. Plague is on a stretcher at this point, about to be wheeled off. Angel walks through the gaping hole in the cell, heading for Plague who is about to be put into an ambulance. Angel jogs as he hooks the World, Network and one half of the Tag Titles on his right arm and holds one half of the Tag Titles in his left. The cage starts to fall apart as Riot Police move in, again and subdue the prisoners. Angel catches up to the stretcher and he drapes the Tag Title over his fallen friend and gets into the ambulance with him as the picture finally cuts out to the Power Hour logo, followed by the OWF logo.
The cameras pan in from the rowdy crowd at the Conseco Field House in Indianapolis, Indiana. The fans are all on their feet as the camera pans across the seats, and right to a view of the Announcing Booth. Falcoon is staring into the camera as Nick Burst is talking to some woman behind him. Falcoon - AHOOOOOOOO! Welcome to MONDAY ADDICTION!! Great night to be here, huh Nick? No response. Falcoon - Nick? Still no response. Falcoon - NICK! Burst - WHAT YOU FUCKING COCKBLOCK!? Falcoon - I said, It's a great night to be here, isn't it? Burst - Yeah Yeah, Sure Sure. Where the hell are we anyways? Falcoon - Indianapolis, Indiana! Burst - Pfttttt. Falcoon - It's a great city, Nick. Burst - What- The lights go out and the opening cords to Drain the Blood by the Distillers blares over the PA. Burst - What now! 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. He then stands in the center of the ring, pulling a microphone out of his pocket. He holds the mic in one hand and in the other he has what's to look like is a joint. Spaz looks into the audience and raises the mic and breathes into it heavily. A grin passes by his face that is covered in bandages after the events that occured in his match. Falcoon - This is going to be a waste of time. Burst - I am wondering what The Misfit has to say. Falcoon - He's a fucking loser. Burst - Some may say that about you... Now shut the fuck up. Back in the ring Spaz drops the joint to the ground and stomps it out with his foot. Spaz - I guess I have some explaining to do... Wendsday night I recieved a call from The Electric Guitar stating that the shit that we have went through while facing each other is more or less historical and that in our match we are going to put on a show and steal the spot light from the tournament. Silence fills the arena as rips off one of the bandages off his face revealing a huge scar. Falcoon - I think I'm going to hurl! Burst pulls out a zip-lock bag and hands it to Falcoon. Burst - If you're going to hurl... Hurl in this. Back in the ring Spaz begins to poke at the injury. Spaz - The blood I spilled was all part of the devised plan that EG and I set into motion... I shook his hand because of respect and I knew I couldn't fight Imperium on my own. The hatred that binds Scarred is the hatred for The Exiles; Plague and Angel have been a thrown in my side since they stabbed me in the back and now it is I who will get to them. Pay back is a bitch and so is Aph. The crowd erupts into cheers and starts chanting "Whore". Spaz - Imperium you have stuck your nose in my buisness for the last time "The World's Coolest Tag Team" is going to destroy the egotism that lies in the Stable. Plague your going to be the victim of a disater, you claim that Imperium is about power and a bunch of other shit that makes you come off as complete tool. The power that is suposibly their is completly useless and you will be easily disposed of. In HF you were a clown and were kept their for entertainment; I personally don't give a shit about your history in the so very laughable fed that is known as ASW. Scarred has arrived... The crowd cheers frantically at the sound of the new tag team. Spaz - Let me finish... Sacred has come here to save the OWF from Imperium... The shit that happened in recent weeks is history and I am done messing with the boss and I realize that my main focus should be Imperium... SHUT UP RAGE. At the commetary table Falcoon and Burst look on in disbelief. Burst - What the hell? Falcoon - You took the words right out of my mouth. Burst - Who in the hell is Rage? Falcoon - No clue. Back in the ring Spaz is now tearing at his hair and starts hitting himself in the face with force. He adds a gash to his head and EG runs down to take The Misfit to the back room. Falcoon - I just recieved word that Rage; is infact Rage Blud the yougest brother of The Blud Brothers who disappeared in 1996. That could be why Spaz freaked out. Burst - What a fucking lunatic. Falcoon - Maybe we can actually get this night started. Burst - YES! WE CAN! Falcoon - ..Why are you so excited? Burst - Jesse Williams is going to get his ass kicked! Falcoon - Are you sure about that? Burst - I'd make a bet with you! Falcoon - Okay, Deal! If Jesse wins, you have to say "AHOOO". Burst - That's the lamest bet ever. You hang out with Wilks before he died? Uncle Bo - YOOOOOOO! Burst - God damnit. Why isn't Missy back? Uncle Bo - HOUR FURST MITCH IS SCHELLYHOOD FUR WATERFALL! CUMIN TOOTH-ERIN-GURST......."THE SHO OPERATOR"...PETEAR SVOGADOBEHUT! The house lights die, sending the crowd into confused hysterics. The Outsidertron lights up in a solid white, bathing the crowd in an eerie glow. A red T cartwheels across the screen from the right, settling in the left-center of the frame. A V of the same hue drops down from above, settling into the center of the screen. In dead silence, a crimson J dissolves into the right-center of the frame. Three rapid gunshots place the letters LLC below the TVJ in black. Rapid cross-wipe to black, leaving the arena dark again. First we hear the strings, then a little bit of guitar, and finally some high hat as the intro to Jeff Buckley's "Last Goodbye" plays out over the public address system. Clips of Piter Svoboda matches rapidly flash across the big screen, with straight cuts going from one to the next. Some notable examples are of Piter walking down an entrance ramp with the MVW Lightweight strap over one shoulder and the TV title over the other, his double elimination with Cliff Hanger during the battle royal in which he won his first World title in any promotion, and his forty foot fall after he won the OWF King of the Mountain match. Interspersed are various clips from old promos, including Piter Svoboda wearing his "Piterster" get-up. A mellow folk-rock riff continues until about a minute into the song. PA System - This is our last goodbye. The crowd erupts in a mixed, but very loud, reaction, some people going so far as to pelt the entrance ramp with foodstuffs and spare change while others try to get an "M-V-Dub" chant going. Halogens flood the arena, blinding everybody who's not prepared as Jeff Buckley continues to sing soulfully. The entrance curtain jerks aside, and Piter Svoboda steps through, lit cigarette dangling from one corner of his mouth. He's wearing colorless cargo pants, a comic book-themed T-shirt over an off-white long-sleeved shirt, mirrorshades, and his ubiquitous bike chain belt and boots. His hair appears to be freshly spiked. He frantically scoops the change into his pockets, takes a sip of a tossed Coca-Cola Classic, and makes his way down to the ring. He attempts to slap hands on his way to the ring, meeting mostly with failure. Upon reaching ringside, he tosses his shades into the crowd, where one lucky "fan" stomps on them until they're reduced to unidentifiable plastic shards. Finally he pitches his cigarette, slingshots himself over the top rope, and takes a seat in his corner. Burst - Wait! What do I get when Piter wins! Falcoon - IF Piter wins, you can announce the whole show by yourself. Burst - YES! Uncle Bo - ANDHIS OPPONENT..FRUM LAST VEGITARIAN, NEVERADA! JESSAYYY WILLUMPS!!!! 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 (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Falcoon - Here we go. This is Jesse's shot to beat both of his opponents from the QFTB finals, in singles matches! Burst - So! Falcoon - So, this is his shot to prove he is and was the better man! Burst - Pftttttt. So you say! Jesse walks right to center of the ring, he waits for Piter to pick himself up and meet him in the center as well. Jesse stares at him, as Svoboda slowly picks himself up in the corner. He leans himself up against it, and Jesse charges. He goes to spear Svoboda, but Piter jumps into the air, locking his legs around Jesse's back and sunset flipping him into the center of the ring into a pinning combination...1...2..kickout! Jesse rolls backwards and hops right up at the same time as Piter, and meets him with a clothesline that flips Svoboda over backwards. Falcoon - What a clothesline! Burst - Did you not see Piter almost win the match early on? Williams rubs his jaw a bit, which is still sore from Power Hour. He reaches down, grabbing handful of Piter's hair. He lifts him up to his feet quickly. He pushes Svoboda up against the ropes, smacking him across the chest with a knife edge chop. The fans all scream "WHOO!" once, then again as Jesse unleashes another chop to the chest. Svoboda drops to his knees, holding his chest as he gasps for air. Williams lifts him up against the ropes, grabbing his right arm and irish whips him across the ring. Piter bounces off the ropes then comes running back. Jesse meets him with a knee right to the sternum. Piter falls down to one knee, immediately, coughing hard. Jesse walks up behind him and grabs him by the back of the head, lifting him to his feet. He pushes Piter face first into the corner. Svoboda is able to counter, as he immediately starts to climb the top rope. Jesse stares at Piter, who is now standing on the top rope facing the crowd. Jesse runs towards the corner and, in a feat of great agility, jumps up to the top rope with one bound. Falcoon - Oh shit! Burst - Fucking Mexican jumping bean! Williams stands right behind Piter, grabbing him into a full nelson. He locks it in tight and glances over his shoulder. Burst - What the hell is he gonna do?! Jesse lunches backwards, still holding Piter in the full-nelson position. Piter comes crashing down right on his neck, as Jesse completes the Super Dragon Suplex as he himself crashes down to the ring as well. The fans are all on their feet, as both competitors lay in the center of the ring, holding various body parts. Falcoon - My god, I've never seen anything like that! Williams pushes himself up, as he glances at the fallen Svoboda. He is motionless in the ring as the referee checks on him. As Williams gets to his feet, he immediately walks over to the fallen Svoboda, and rolls him over onto his back. Without hesitation, Jesse charges the nearest corner, slingshotting himself up to the top rope and within seconds, he jumps off nailing a Swanton Bomb on the unconscious Svoboda. Williams is able to crawl back towards Piter as he lays his right arm over his chest. The referee drops into place...1...2...3! Uncle Bo - DAAA WEINER....JESSAYYY WILLUMPS!!!!! Falcoon - HAHAHAH YES! Burst - Ugh! Falcoon - Jesse is on an impressive winning streak. Burst - SO?! Falcoon - SO....say it! Burst - I refuse! Falcoon - DO it! Burst - NEVER! We cut outside to three Mexican men standing around the back door waiting for their chance to get in. The door opens and Prez DK peers out looking as if he's waiting for someone. Mexican - Hola! DK is taken by surprise and jumps back as the Mexican grabs the door and holds it open. Prez DK - What do you want? Look, I don't have any cash on me... The Mexicans talk amungst themselves in spanish for a moment before DK interupts. Prez DK - Aren't you Mucho Grasa? Didn't I fire you? Mucho points to himself and nods. Mucho Grasa - Si. Just then an immaginary light bulb brightens in DK's head. He scratches his chin and nods to himself. Prez DK - Listen.. You guys are the ones that helped CJ get his phone last week right? Mucho Grasa - Que? Prez DK - That's close enough to a yes for me! What's your name? Mexican 3 - No Habla Ingles! Prez DK - Well listen Mr. Ingles... They look at DK like he's retarded as he continues to speak. Mexican 2 - Trabajo para comida Prez DK - Nice to meet you Mr Comida. Come in Come in! Now lets head to my office and I'll tell you my offer. The camera's slowly cut away on DK's devious smile. Burst - I thought DK hated Mexicans? Now he's giving them our jobs! Falcoon - Our jobs? Burst - DEY TOOK 'ER JEEEERRBS! Falcoon - So, Now a south park reference? Maybe you should hire those mexicans as your writing staff. Burst - Maybe you, should......SHUT UP! Falcoon - Maybe, just maybe. Let's go to Bo for our next match. Uncle Bo - WHADDDYAHHH CUMTO MEEFOUR?! VULCAN GRASSYKNOLLS!! I'M EATUN MUH VEAL SCALLOPEEPEE! Falcoon - BO. ANNOUNCE THE WRESTLERS! Uncle Bo - YO! THE RASSLURS! Falcoon - I'm gonna come over there and hurt you! Uncle Bo - YOOO! ANNEX MUTCH IS A DEBEAUTY MATCH FURDIS MAN! LAYS AND GENTLEFEMS..."THE EGGO" JAYSUN DAVIDS!!!! Burst - Why does he still have a job? Nobody can understand him. "I'm The One" by Static-X kicks onto the PA System, and at full speed "The Ego" Jason Davis runs out from the back. He runs passed the extended hands of the fans, as he runs towards the ring down the aisle. He slides in under the bottom rope, looking directly into the camera and unleashing his infamous grin as his music dies down. He leans up against the ropes and waits for his opponent. Falcoon - Well, the newcomer looks ready. Burst - I like this guy! Falcoon - I KNOW! Uncle Bo - ANDHIS ROPERODENT.... Prez DK - Whoa Whoa Whoa! Hold up there Bo! Prez Diamond Kid's face appears on the OWFTron as he sits behind his large wooden desk. The fans cheer loudly seeing the President of the OWF in his seat of power. Prez DK - Change of plans, Bo. Colten Kage will not be facing Jason Davis tonight. Falcoon - Damnit. That damn kid never shows up! Prez DK - Instead, Jason Davis will be fighting a handicapped match! Burst - WHAT! The fans cheer loudly. Prez DK - Against....a new trio here in the OWF. Ladies and Gentlemen...I give to you...The Triple Crunch Taco Supremes- Mucho Grasa, Mr. Ingles and Mr. Comida! Burst - Oh my god, no. The mexican hat dance song starts playing over the PA System as the three mexicans walk out from the back. The fans all cheer loudly as they take the time to slap each of the fans hands. All three of them slide into the ring, and immediately gang attack Davis. (Ding, Ding, Ding) Burst - Falcoon. I don't think these guys are mexican. Falcoon - What?! Burst - I mean, Jesse Williams is a mexican. These three are not. Falcoon - You're retarded! Burst - NO, YOU ARE! The three of them stomp heavily on Davis, and once he is flat in the ring, all three of the men stop. They all walk in different directions, showboating to the fans. This gives Davis enough time to get up and prepare for the next attack. Mucho Grasa charges first, but he is slammed right down with a HUGE sidewalk slam. Burst - THERE YA GO! Beat those mexicans! As soon as Davis stands up, "Mr. Ingles" attacks him from behind, but Davis grabs his head and falls backwards, nailing a Diamond Cutter on "Mr. Ingles". "Mr. Comida" attacks from the side, but Davis is able to fend him off with a hard kick to the crotch. He grabs both of his arms into a double underhook and lifts him straight into the air. Then brings him down hard on his head with "The Ego-Trip". Burst - YES! That was simple enough! Just then from the back, Jesse Williams and Chris Green run out from the back. Burst - GOD DAMNIT! Both men slide into the ring and nail Jason Davis down with a double clothesline. The referee calls for the bell! Uncle Bo - YER WINNARE BY DISQUALIMIFICATION...JAYSONNN DAVIDSSSS!!! Jesse and Green continue to lay boots into Davis, before Williams picks him up. He grabs both of his arms and hooks them behind his back, and Green lifts his knee up into the breadbasket of Davis, bending him over. Williams lets go, and immediately jumps up to the top rope nearest to Davis as Green grabs his head and nails him with a thunderous Fall From Grace right in the middle of the ring. Williams jumps off as soon as Davis hits the mat, nailing him with a Swanton Bomb. The fans don't know how to react at the turn of these events. The three mexicans quickly get out of the ring, and head to the back while Williams and Green just stare down at the fallen Davis with smirks on their faces. They turn and leave him a beaten mess in the ring, as they exit the ring and make their ways to the back. Burst - God damnit. I'm so sick of Imperium. Falcoon - Well, Davis had it coming. He turned on Imperium at Power Hour. Burst - SO! WHATEVER! PA System - I'm havin trouble tryin to sleep... I'm countin sheep but runnin out! Burst - Looks like DK is gonna be joining us! President Diamond Kid steps out onto the stage as "Brainstew" by Green Day kicks in. He holds a microphone in his hand and lifts it to his mouth as the music dies down slowly. Prez DK - What's up INDIANPOLIS?! The fans go nuts. Falcoon - Pftt Cheap Pop! Prez DK - I know you're expecting the PDA Match now, but I have an important announcement concerning the OWF. The fans quiet down. Prez DK - See, Myself and CJ were talking and we decided- we wanted to give back to the fans. They cheer loudly, but quickly settle down. Prez DK - That's why, you, the fans, will be able to choose who YOU want to face The World Champion on at an upcoming OWF Event. Burst - What was that? Falcoon - I think something about Voting. Burst - Yeah, I'm not even registered. Prez DK - Myself, and Chase will each be selecting one superstar from the OWF Roster. Those two men will be a part of the FIRST EVER OWF #1 Contender Election! Burst - SO WHO ARE THEY?! Prez DK - Details aren't set in stone, but be sure to keep your eyes peeled. Myself and CJ will be announcing our personal candidates soon. Thank you for your time, and now, for the PDA Gauntlet match! DK disappears behind the curtains. Falcoon - He can't do that! Burst - Seriously. Falcoon - Who are the two candidates?! Burst - Bet that Imperium bastard CJ will pick that mexican Williams. Falcoon - JESUS HE'S NOT IMPERIUM! AND JESSE ISN'T MEXICAN!? Burst - Whoa! Chill buddy. Time for the next match! Uncle Bo - XANAX MATCH IS A PDA TITTIE GAUNTLET MUTCH! THE CRAMPLION...THE CURTAIN ROOWWLF PDA CHUMP.....KAAAAIGE! 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. Uncle Bo - AND HIS FURST ROPEDONUT....FRUM STINGFIELDS, CANTUCKY...JAMESSSS DUNN!A guitar solo rocks the PA system. Spotlights flood the stage and rustling moves the curtain. The drums kick in and whispers crackle the pa system. PA System - I'ma supaman. I wanna be your superman... I'ma supaman.. I wanna be your superman! I'mmmmm travelin on now... I'm makin plans now... COCAINE! ALOCHOL! LADY LAY! WITHDRAW! "Superhuman" by Velvet Revolver attacks the pa system and the fans leap to their feet as the famous ballad plays on. James Dunn steps out from behind the curtain at the end of the first chorus and throws his arms into the air. He struts down to ringside slapping a few hands on the way. He slides right into the ring. (Ding, Ding, Ding) Kaige whips out his Kendo Stick and starts beating the hell out of James Dunn as he slides in. Dunn can't get up to his feet on his own as Kaige continues to wail away at the back area of James Dunn. He uses the Stick as a choking device and lifts him up to his feet. Just as quick as he brought him up, he slammed him right back down with a Russian Leg Sweep with help from the Kendo Stick. Kaige stands up immediately, stepping back as Dunn pushes himself up to all fours. Burst - Poor Dunn. All he wants to do is deal drugs! Dunn gets up to one knee, but suddenly he is met with Kaige's leg to the back of the head as he nails The Break Out, scissor kick. He quickly covers Dunn...1...2...3! Uncle Bo - JAMES DUNN HANDBAG ELUMBERNATED! NEXTDUP...MIKE RAN WELT! PA System - M...V...P... A loud explosion rocks the arena as Mike Van Pelt jumps down from above the entranceway onto the stage. He points out into the crowd and smiles as the fans leap to their feet! 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. Kaige still holds the Kendo stick in his hands. MVP hops up the canvas, then in one bound springboards to the top rope. He jumps off, going for a plancha but Kaige rears back and shatters the Kendo Stick right over MVP's head. He comes crashing down face first in the ring. Burst - That's gonna leave more than a mark. Kaige rolls him over and covers him quickly...1...2...3! Falcoon - 2 up, 2 down. Uncle Bo - MVP HASBEEN ELUMBERNATED! CUMIN GROUT NEX...ICEEEEKOLD!The lights dim to black as the beginning of "Heretic Anthem" begins. PA System - 8...7...6...6...6...5...4...3...2...1. A single blue spotlight appears on the ramp as the guitars start up. Kold parts the curtain and stands in the center of the spotlight, his hooded black cloak engulfing him in complete darkness. As Corey Taylor's voice screams to kick in the rest of the band, Kold crosses his arms into an X in front of his chest, then simultaniously throws his head back and his arms straight out into a crusifix. A ring of flames shoots up around Kold and he steps through them onto the ramp. As he walks down the ramp Kold taunts random fans- threatening to slap one teenage boy, and making obscence gestures towards females in the audience. Kold reaches the ring apron, and leaps onto the ring apron from the floor, and then senton flips over the top rope. Kold walks over to the ring ropes, and showing great balance, steps onto the second rope and top rope, and once again crosses his arms into an X, and throws them out into a crusifix. Kaige quickly takes advantage, dumping Ice Kold over the top rope to the outside. Kold is able to bounce up rather quickly, but Kaige is one step ahead as he charges towards Kold and baseball slides under the bottom rope, nailing Kold right in the jaw. He stumbles backwards into the guardrail, and is slow to recover. Kaige waits in the ring as Kold walks towards the apron, and lifts it up, pulling out a barbed wire baseball ball bat. Burst - That's a little much, isn't it? Falcoon - It is PDA Rules. Burst - So? Falcoon - If you say "So" one more time, I will CASTRATE YOU! Burst - Calm down Glenn. Falcoon - IT'S GORDIE! He slides into the ring and rears the bat back as he stands, swinging wildly at Kaige. Kaige is able to jump back and avoid the swing. Kold swings again, but he strikes the mat. The barbed wire gets caught on the canvas. Kold tries will all his might to pull it up, but he is met with a forearm to the face which breaks his grip on the bat. Kaige quickly grabs Ice Kold in a rock bottom position, and he lifts him high into the air. He throws Kold down with all his might right onto the barbed wire bat, which digs into Kold's shoulders, pinning him to the mat. He tries to pry himself off, but he can't. Burst - Haha! He's stuck! Kaige lays a boot across the chest of Kold as the referee drops into place...1...2...3! Uncle Bo - ICEKOLD ISTGONE! FINE ALLEY...THE FINAL ROPERODENT...RIPPP LARDSON! The lights in the arena go out. A digital slot machine appears on the video screen. The sounds that accompany almost every slot machine cue up, and the action begins. As the tiles turn, we blaze through cherries, sevens, golden bars, and other permanent slot machine fixtures. Soon the tiles stop, each one before the other, each one revealing a seven. As the last seven appears, the screen starts flashing. The words JACKPOT blink in bright golden letters above the digital slot machine. "Ace Of Spades" by Motorhead blasts out over the PA System. Strobe lights then fill the entrance ramp, and out from behind the curtain steps one, Rip Lawson holding a wooden crutch in one hand, and a glass mug in the other. Rip stands atop the entrance ramp momentarily, to take a look around. A spotlight quickly illuminates him. He slowly raises one hand into the air, and then makes his way towards the ring. Ignoring the fans, he makes his way up the ringside steps, and walks the apron, to the far turnbuckle. Once there, he ascends to the middle rope, and slowly raises one hand, once again. Kaige attacks immediately, but gets a wooden crutch to the head for his troubles. He stumbles backwards as Lawson jumps into the ring. He drops the crutch and charges at Kaige with the glass mug, shattering it over Kaige's head. Blood and glass go everywhere as Kaige falls to the mat. Lawson hops on top of him, covering him...1...2..kickout! Burst - That was the closest any of the three before came to winning! Lawson hops up, grabbing the crutch and walking to the fallen Kaige. He rears back, breaking the crutch over the back of Kaige. He immediately lifts Kaige up, and throws him as hard as he can into the ropes. Kaige bounces off and Lawson tries to shoulderblock him, but Kaige knocks Lawson down easily. Kaige picks up part of the broken crutch and slams it down on top of the head of Lawson as he tries to get up. Kaige mounts him, and beats Lawson silly with the piece of crutch until he is barely conscious. Kaige stands, grabbing the leg of Lawson. Just then, "Thrown Away" by Vast hit's the speakers. Burst - Okay, I'M OUT! SEE YA! Falcoon - NAH STAY! Burst - Fine. But if he starts talking, I'm out. Chris Green comes out standing at the foot of the ramp. Green slowly walks down to the ring as Kaige eyes him up and down. Burst - What the hell does Green want here. Falcoon - He always has a plan! Deal with it! He rolls Lawson over, hooking his leg with his foot and he crossfaces Lawson, locking him in his finisher, Locked Up. Burst - Tap like the bitch you are. Falcoon - You're the bitch. Burst - NO! YOU! Kaige continues to glare at Green as he has the hold on and Lawson is tapping. The bell sounds, but Kaige wont let go. Finally after about 15 seconds Kaige lets him go. Kaige is signaling for Green to get in the ring…Green instead calls for a microphone. Burst - Time for a piss break this guy is so fucking boring. Falcoon - When Greener speaks EVERYONE LISTENS! Green - Kaige you seem to have some anger held inside. Maybe you need therapy I don’t know. Sounds like you want me to get in the ring with you? Kaige shakes his head yes. Green - Well folks. Everyone of you. You want to see Green get in the ring with Kaige!? All the fans at home get to witness history? The fans explode into cheers. Green - Well… Unfortunately. I have the sniffles. Shit man allergies suck this time of year. So I am gonna take raincheck. Thank you everyone. Now hit my fucking music. "Thrown Away" by Vast hits as Green exits ringside with a big grin on his face. Kaige though is showing restraint just staring down Green as he backs away. Burst - What a coward. Everyone knows Kaige would kick his ass anyway. Falcoon - What are you talking about? Green is the fucking best. Uncle Bo - DAH WEINER OF DISS BOUT..ANDSTILL PDA CRAPLIOOON...KAIIIIIIIIIGE! Burst - But, anyways, I gotta say, I'm impressed in Kaige's first match back. Falcoon - He beat up a bunch of jobbers! Burst - SO?! Falcoon sighs in anger. Falcoon - SO! It wasn't anything for his comeback match. Burst - Show him some damn respect, will ya?! Falcoon - Ahhh shaddap. We cut to backstage where we see Prez CJ and Prez DK discussing the voting process for the vote DK mentioned before. CJ holds a can of pringles in his hand, snaking on them every few seconds. Prez DK - So, who have you narrowed your three down to? Prez CJ - *crunch, crunch* You first! Prez DK - Okay, okay! Here are the three I narrowed it down to. DK slides a piece of paper across the table, and puts it infront of CJ. He looks down, running his eyes over it, he quickly looks up. Prez DK - HEY HEY! NO SKIMMING! Prez CJ - Sorry. Prez DK - God, I hate people like that. CJ looks down again, putting his hand on the paper. He smudges the ink with his greasy fingers as he reads the three names. Prez DK - HEY HEY! WATCH THE INK! YOU GREASY BASTARD! Prez CJ - Sorry man. Anyways, Not bad, Not bad. But I think I have you beat. CJ slides his paper across the table and DK snatches it up into his hands. He examines it quickly, then slams the piece of paper down on the desk. Prez DK - WHAT THE FUCK IS JESSE WILLIAMS DOING ON YOUR LIST!? Prez CJ - I told you, He deserves a shot. DK reaches out, putting his hand on CJ's chair. Prez DK - Chase. Prez CJ - Scott. Prez DK - I know you're Imperium. Prez CJ - Fuck you man. CJ stands up from the table looking down at DK. Prez CJ - I helped bring this place back up to it's feet, why the hell would I want Imperium to bring it right back down? Prez DK - I dunno, Why don't you tell me! CJ grabs his can of pringles and keeps eating them. Prez DK - That's really disrespectful. Prez CJ - You know what they say man... Prez DK - What's that... CJ turns to the camera, holding up the pringles can- label side facing the camera. Prez CJ - Once you pop, the fun don't stop! Camera goes back to the announcing table, we see Nick Burst mid-sip with his bottle of Mountain Dew. Burst - God damnit, I hate these product placements! Burst drops the bottle from his hand, it spills everwhere. Burst - SHIT SHIT! Burst reaches under the table, pulling out a roll of paper towels. Burst - Good thing I came prepared with Bounty! He quickly soaks up the mess, as the jingle plays over the PA.. "The quilted quicker picker upper! BOUNTY!" Falcoon - God damnit, I really hate you. Burst - I miss my mountain dew! Falcoon - Let's go to Bo for the next match! Uncle Bo - CUMING UPPNOW IS-UH PDA ROOLZ MUTCH...CUMIN TOOTHERING FURST....THE ECLETIC GRITAW! "Killing in name of" by Rage Against the Machine hits the sound system as the lights go black and the screen shows the words "Experience Greatness!" which flash in yellow on a black background. Then a video of various suplexes and powerbombs comes on, all performed by the electric Guitar. The curtain moves and he appears at the top of the runway, holding his arms up for all to see. The crowd go wild as the Electric Guitar shuffles the collar on his leather jacket and then struts down the ramp before rolling into the ring. He takes off his jacket and throws it outside to the announcers table and the walks to a corner to climb the turnbuckle and raise his arms to his fans. Chants of "E.G... E.G..." fill the arena on top of the music. A wide arrogant smile crosses his face, and then he jumps down and hops on the spot in anticipation for his match to begin. Burst - EG is gonna be a woman beater tonight! Falcoon - I wouldn't call Eclipse a woman. Uncle Bo - ANDHIS OPIUMDONUT...SHEZDAH CURANT WOW CLAMPRION..ECLIPZ!!! The lights dim around the entrance way before "Shit Life" by Dope suddenly pours out of the PA system. The fans squint trying to see what's going on around the dark entrance way when suddenly a figure emerges from the darkness as if ripping itself out of it. A flowing, ragged black cloak envelops her body and head while a reflective, metal mask covers her face. Slowly she walks down the ramp towards the ring. With every step the light in front of her dims so that she is never walking in full illumination. After entering the ring she stops near the center while looking at her opponent with her masked head tilted upwards and to the side at a strange angle. (Ding, Ding, Ding) Eclipse walks right to the center of the ring. EG meets her there, where they engage in a epic staredown. EG smirks a bit, not being intimidated by the mask of Eclipse. This infuriates Eclipse, as she brings her right arm back and clocks EG right in the nose, sending him stumbling back a bit. Burst - Oh shit, you're right. Falcoon - I think she broke EG's nose! EG's nose bleeds heavily. He wipes his nostrils with the back of his hand and he lunges at Eclipse, she ducks, catching him with a back heel right to the face sending EG down to the mat. She immediately mounts him, grabbing his nose and tweaking it as hard as she can. EG grabs onto her hand, trying to break her grip but she keeps a firm hold. EG screams in pain as Eclipse officially breaks his nose, as more blood starts pouring down the face of EG. She stands up, and backs off, leaning herself up against the ropes and grabbing a stop sign off the mat as EG spits out blood that got into his mouth from his nasal cavity. He pushes himself up, holding his nose and he looks in the direction Eclipse was standing. She isn't there anymore, and he is behind EG. She unleashes a huge strike with the stop sign that sends EG crashing into the steel garbage can filled with goodies in the corner. Eclipse drops the badly dented stop sign and she follows him into the corner. She grabs him around his waist and tries to launch him backward with a back drop, but instead EG has grabbed a mop from the garbage can and swung it backwards over his head. He hit Eclipse right in the forehead, but she barely moved and didn't break the hold. He again swung backwards, splintering the wooden mop over her head, but again she doesn't budge, only a trickle of blood is seen falling from under her mask. She quickly flings him backwards, nailing a german suplex that rattles the ring. Eclipse hops right back up to her feet, grabbing EG by his long black hair and lifting him up to his feet. Burst - EG is getting man-handled. Falcoon - Or is it woman-handled. Burst - Nah, he'd have to pay to be woman-handled. EG strikes Eclipse in the stomach, backing her off. He grabs for her mask, but she ducks and tries to take him down with a spear, but EG holds onto her. She pushes him back into the corner, up against the garbage can as she tries for shoulder blocks. EG reaches down, picking up the garbage can and slams it down onto her back. It stuns her enough so he can wrap his arms around her waist and lift her up over his shoulder. He runs across the ring and nails her with a shoulderbreaker which makes Eclipse show her first signs of pain of the match. EG quickly follows up with a high angle arm bar on the same arm as he nailed with the shoulder breaker. Eclipse is able to easily free herself as she hops to her feet, bounces off the ropes and jumps in the air trying for a cross body block. EG catches her in midair. He wipes his nose with his free hand, then throws her over his head backwards. Eclipse regains control of her body in midair and is able to land on her own two feet. Burst - DAMN! EG gloats a bit to the fans, who see Eclipse is still standing. Falcoon - He's in trouble. He turns around and is immediately met with a boot to the crotch. She hooks him up for a suplex. Burst - Well, it's over now. Good try EG. She lifts EG straight up into the air, then drops him right down onto his neck on top of the stop sign infront of her in a powerbomb position, nailing The End of Innocence. EG is still bleeding heavily from the nose as Eclipse falls on top of him, hooking the leg...1...2...3! Uncle Bo - URRRR WHINERRRRRRR...ECLIPSEDDDDD!!! Falcoon - Well, that wasn't shocking. Burst - Poor EG. He was so close. A moment of silence fills the arena as Eclipse's theme cuts out. Eclipse is awarded her WoW title in the ring by referee Crissy Kiven just as the OWF tron lights up. A raspy female voice comes across the white screen. Eclipse is taken off guard and she stops in her tracks, turns her mirrored face sideways and listens.. Voice - Nothing can compare to what you've done to me. The pain you've caused me. 17 hours... 17 FUCKING HOURS! The female screams as the OWF tron flashes and fresh looking Alexis Cage is shown. Her scars appear to have mended well and a look of hatred and rage fills her flaming eyes. Alexis Cage - ..17 Hours it took to put me back together.... 15 days later I'm STILL here... And I'm STILL... IN... YOUR... FACE BITCH! Falcoon - Here she is! The fans erupt as Alexis slides in the ring behind Eclipse. Falcoon - Alexis is about to unload! The crowd gives her away and as Alexis is in mid swing, Eclipse turns around sharply and grabs Alexis by the throat! Terror overcomes her as she tries to pull away, she kicks but can't reach Eclipse. Falcoon - Eclipse saw her coming! Instantly Eclipse lunges forward and clotheslines Alexis to the mat! It's a thunderous thud that can be heard around the arena followed by the gasping breath of all the fans. Eclipse cracks her neck in her hands then yanks Alexis up by her face. Falcoon - Oh come on! Burst - She'll never get the best of Eclipse. She's tried and tried but Eclipse is not human! Falcoon - That face.. Just 2 weeks ago spent 17 hours in reconstructive surgery! And Eclipse is about to rip the skin right off her! Eclipse digs her finger nails into Alexis's face. Suddenly from the outside of the ring EG grabs Alexis's boots and pulls her out to safety. Falcoon - Thank god! EG just literally saved Alexis's skin! Eclipse's theme hits as she stands with her neck turned to the side, looking at Alexis and EG as they scurry up the ramp. Falcoon - SHES SICK! Alexis sees nothing but her own reflection in the mask as she struggles with EG to get back into the ring. Falcoon - Alexis! Give it up! EG holds her tightly around the waist as he spits and screams to get free. Alexis Cage - LET ME GOOO! EG - Another DAY! Another DAY... They exit to the back and the camera's cut back to the commentators. Falcoon - I heard we have word that something is going on backstage, let's go back there and see what's going on. The feed cuts backstage to an empty, secluded corridor where the hustle and bustle of the staff and the roar of the fans are lessened to little more than a faint whisper. The flourescent lights above send radiating beams of pure white into the walls reflective surfaces, and for a moment we are provided with a sense of unbroken tranquility. Suddenly, the image is broken as a tired and exhausted Angel shuffles his way into the picture, his shoulders slumped and his head hanging low. His boots drag tediously along the white tile floor, and his black clothing provides a startling contrast to the pure white aura surrounding him. As he walks what appears to be aimlessly
down this white corridor, he begins to fumble with
something in his hands. A small piece of paper makes
itself known between the weavings of his fingers. The
paper is slightly yellowed and tattered around the edges,
but for the most part it Angel becomes extremely hesitant in his movements, unsure if he should continue or not. His head continually moves from the paper in his hands to the door now only a few feet away from him. The sign on the white wood reads "Eclipse" in bold red letters. Angel takes another few steps and ponders the door as if it were some symbol of impending doom, yet extraordinary power. He squares up to the door, taking one last deep breath. He places the piece of paper in his pocket and allows himself to create three gentle knocks on the door that ring out in the hallway and slowly fade to nothingness.] The door flies open revealing the stitched up psycho that is Eclipse. Her blue eyes seem to swirl with anger and insanity as she stares at him. For a moment she almost seems caught off guard, but it fades quickly. Behind her on the floor is her cloak and mask. The mask that seems to only be helping her descend into whatever madness it is that has taken hold of her since her return. Her words are bitter and harsh as she speaks to him in a low tone. Eclipse - Perfect. She looks to see if they are watched at all before yanking him into the locking room and shutting the door behind them. Then she turns her back to him and steps away some. Her hands clench into tight fists as if she's trying to crush her own hands. Her tone grows colder as it becomes laced with sickness. Eclipse - I've been planning to visit you you know. Angel stares at her back as he can almost sense her muscles clenching underneath. He reaches down into his pocket and starts fingering the tattered piece paper. Angel - Look....I... He stops, while ironically taking a step closer to her. Angel - Fuck....I don't even know how to start this.. She visibly bristles at his words before cutting him off. Eclipse - Why don't you start with how you abandoned me... Her arms shake lightly as her agitation quickly begins to grow. Angel - You...you have every right to be angry. I made a promise...and I broke it. Something I seem to have a knack for. Despite her obvious anger, Angel takes another step closer. He seems more aware now....more confident of his decisions. Angel - But I need you to know that I'm
sorry. I don't care if you ever fucken speak to me
again...I came here for one reason, and one reason He inches closer again. Angel - You may have your reasons for wanting to come visit me...and I don't need to know them. But now you know mine. She turns around to face him. It's obvious she's conflicted, but she's angry and malice fills her eyes. Eclipse - Sorry? Sorry! Sick, bitter laughter escapes her lips. Eclipse - You left me in hell...to be tortured by your government. If it wasn't for my mother I'd be there the rest of my life! You leave me to me fate and want to cover it with sorry? So far she's managed to restrain from taking a swing at him. She wants to. Her entire upper body shakes. Eclipse - You do need to know why I was going to "visit" you Angel. Her voice changes as her control of herself begins slipping. It sounds manic, evil, dark. Eclipse - I want to show you all about the pain you've caused me. For the first time, Angel takes a step back. He looks Eclipse up and down, angry and unbelieveing, searching for any trace of humanity in her eyes. He finds none. Angel - What!? Is that a fucken threat! He steps to the left and violently bats a lamp off a coffee table. They both watch as it travels through the air and shatters into a million pieces. Angel - After I come down here, and man up to my mistakes, you wanna fucken threaten me!? Another step closer. Eclipse and Angel begin to circle each other, a fire lit in both of their eyes, their muscles clenching beneath their flesh. Angel - You know, it wasn't easy admitting a mistake like that! It wasn't fucken easy looking you in the eyes and telling you how sorry I was! Eclipse and Angel have now traded places, her back to the wall and Angel closing in. Both look ready to strike. Angel - Maybe I did the right thing! Maybe you SHOULD be locked in a cage like a fucken animal! She steps even closer to him. Her knuckles turning white as the fists she's so tightly formed are cutting off her circulation. Blood begins to drip from her palms. She's mere seconds away from completely losing control of herself. His latest words bringing more anger to the surface than she knew she had inside. Only one more time will she speak. After that she'll be on him trying to rend flesh from bone. Her words are barely above a whisper but carry a malevolent weight to them that makes them seem as if they hang in the air around them. Eclipse - Maybe it's time you were put down like everyone who's ever been close to you. At the height of their rage, they lunge at each other, but instead of trying to kill each other their lips unexpectedly meet in a passionate kiss, their arms going around each other as their fury fuels their hunger for each other while mixed emotions cloud their minds. He shoves her back against the wall hard, closing in like a predator would on its prey. She grunts in reaction to the harsh treatment, a mixture of hatred and lust. He pins her against the wall while her hand moves into his hair and tugs at it roughly. Their bodies meld together as they give into something they weren't sure was even there. The moment is fleeting. She pushes off of him as if prying herself away. Their eyes meet. Both confused. Both unsure. She wants to say something but doesn't. Instead she turns and leaves as quickly as she can. The scene fades as Angel stands there in her now silent lockeroom, dumbfounded by the events that just unfolded. The camera view switches back to the announcers table. Burst - Uhh riiiiight. Falcoon - Well, Uh, that was enlightening? Burst - Yeah, Uh huh. ANYWAYS You know what time it is, right? Falcoon - Uhhh.. Falcoon looks at his watch. Falcoon - About 8:48pm. Burst - Nooooo! Burst smiles. Burst - I think it's about time someone is got a visit from security! Falcoon - That's annoying. Burst - Pftt I get twenty bucks everytime I say it! A camera is shown backstage and shows Corbin Kaige, Spaz Blud and the Electric Guitar knocking on Caine's door. The song starts as the arena goes black. The camera backstage shows Caine walking in Top hat, and trench coat. Burst - What are those guys doing with him? Uncle Bo - MAHKING HISWAY TOOTHERING...HEISTFRUM CLOGSMELL, ITCHAGAIN.....JAAMMMES CAAAINE! PA System - I am the one, Orgasmatron, the outstretched grasping hand. My image is of agony, my servants rape the land Caine has a satisfyingly evil grin on his face. Back in the arena the lights strobe twice with the central beat prompting the entrance video to begin. At approximately 55 seconds into the song, a spray of ice-cold mist engulfs the entrance and Caine steps into the spray, followed closely by his new allies. He stands there freezing for a moment before stepping through and pumping the crowd. On his way to the ring he slaps some hands while his friends draw attention to Caine by pointing and making victorious gestures. "Obsequious and arrogant, clandestine
and vain "I march before a martyred world, an
army for the fight He slides beneath the bottom rope and spins around and hops up, as the three stable members head round to the announcer's table, pulling up their chairs as E.G. and Kaige each take a head set, while Spaz watches on, waiting with an intent look on his eyes to see Plague's punishment. Burst - It's good to see you guys here with us. Falcoon - Yeah, it's a real privilege. Kaige - Yeah we thought we'd help announce this one with ya. E.G. - And make sure nothing gets too out of hand. Burst - I was wondering why you guys were here! "I hold a banner drenched in blood, I
urge you to be brave He spins around and poses for the fans to
erupt. He then stares down his opponents as he lowers
himself into a seated position in a corner. As E.G. - Look at this guy! Doesn't he just need to be wearing the World Title? Kaige - He's got my vote for this whole OWF Voting thing. Burst - Mine too; it's a tragedy seeing that twerp being the World Champion. Uncle Bo - ONE OFFICE ROPEDONUTS...REMEMBERA HELLS FIRE...DARKLOR BRIAN LEMMYWINKS! "Man in the Box" by Alice in Chains kicks on and the lights turn off. Nothing is able to be seen, until the lights turn back on and we see Dark Lord already standing in his corner, waiting for action. Burst - What do you guys think of Lemay? E.G. - Traitor. Kaige - Talentless. Falcoon - Scary. They all stare at Falcoon for a second. Uncle Bo - AND FINE ALLEY, TELAST MOPELODENT...A FEMBER OF IMPERIALS...PLAAAAUGE! The arena goes entirely dark and then the drum rolls of Down with the Sickness is heard throughout the arena. The words The Plague Has Struck appears on the titantron, each word at a time. Ooh Ah Ah Ah Ah The pyros blast off as the first scream in the song is heard illuminating the whole arena and revealing a man at the enterance ramp with a guitar slung over his black trenchcoat. Ooh Ah Ah Ah Ah The man slowly looks up and begins his walk down to the ring. Drowning deep in my sea of loathing Looking at my own reflection When he's about halfway, he breaks into a sprint and slides under the bottom rope. Plague raises up to his knees and then raises up and walks over to his corner. Get up, come on get down with the sickness He stops there for a moment before bracing one hand on the turnbuckle and then seamlessy jumping and landing cross legged on the turnbuckle. (Ding, Ding, Ding) All three men ready themselves, not knowing where the attack is going to be coming from. Lemay quickly charges Plague, catching him off guard with an uplifting knee. Plague bends over and Lemay picks him up into a powerbomb. Burst - Lemay is starting off strong. Just then a voiceover hits the PA System. "Prophet's return is forthcoming" Suddenly, on the OWFTron is a video now of the graveyard on an overcast day. The camera pans to a gravestone. It focuses into the lettering: "R.I.P Nightgator DOB UNKNOWN-1/1/01" The camera moves back...and there are a few druids standing over the gravesite looking like they are saying a prayer of some sort in Latin. "ascendo absisto abeo sepultura" Just then the OWFTron cuts to black Lemay stares at the screen with a very puzzled look on his face as he puts Plague down. Burst - What the hell was that all about? Falcoon - Who knows, honestly. Caine stares at Lemay, and Lemay notices this and he quickly turns and charges at Caine, but James side steps him and Dark Lord crashes into the corner face first. Caine turns as he starts to lay strikes to the back of Dark Lord, a mixture of furious kicks and punches. Plague remains in his corner, liking what he sees. Dark Lord stumbles from the corner and Caine catches him with a dropkick that puts Lemay backfirst into the corner. Caine looks over at Plague and whistles him over. Caine props Lemay up to the top rope, so he is sitting on the top turnbuckle. Plague cautiously walks towards the corner as Caine whispers something in his ear. Plague nods, and both men step up onto the second rope. They hook up Lemay and nail him with a double superplex right in the middle of the ring. Plague covers quickly...1...2...Caine pulls him off. Caine then covers Lemay...1...2...Plague dives ontop of Caine, nailing him with a double axehandle to the back of the head, breaking the count. E.G. - See that bastard Plague. Tryin to take all the credit. Kaige - It's just like member of Imperium would do! Falcoon - It was a double suplex! Burst - SHUT UP GEOFF! Plague reaches down, grabbing Caine up by his hair lifting him to his feet. Lemay stays motionless in the center of the ring as Plague lifts Caine up into a gorilla press slam. He drops him right on top of Lemay, but Caine stays on top and the referee starts the count...1...2, Plague kicks Caine off of Lemay. Without hesitation, Plague throws Caine over the top rope to the outside. He turns and concentrates on Lemay, who is now on his side trying to push himself up. Plague crouches down behind Lemay, who is very slow to get up. E.G. - What, is this guy like seventy years old? Kaige - GET UP YOU FRUITCAKE! Burst - YEAH! Fruitcake! Falcoon - Please excuse my partner. He has run out of good material. Burst - YOU'VE run out of good material! E.G. - Good one! Kaige - BUUUURN! Burst high fives both of them. He then raises his hand to Falcoon, who tries to slap it, but Burst pulls it away. Burst - TOO SLOW! HAHAHA! Inside the ring, Lemay is now standing. He turns around and is met with The Vaccine superkick by Plague. Lemay collapses to the ring as Plague jumps on top of him for the cover...1....2...thr- Caine comes in with the save! E.G. - Thatta boy, Caine! Caine wastes no time as he starts stomping a mudhole in Plague. He takes a break for a second, only to see where Lemay is, but Lemay isn't moving. Caine lifts up Plague, quickly irish whipping him across the ring. Plague nearly stumbles over the fallen Lemay, but catches his footing before he falls. He runs face first into the turnbuckle and Caine quickly runs behind him, attempting an Acid Drop as he grabs Plague's head. As he swings around off the top rope, Plague pushes Caine off and slams him down on top of the fallen Lemay, back first. Plague slowly stalks towards Caine and grabs him by the throat, lifting him up to his feet. Burst - CHEATER! Falcoon - What did he do?! Burst - HE.....CHEATED! E.G. - Didn't you see Glenn? Kaige - Yeah, Open your eyes man! Suddenly, from behind, Lemay lowblows Plague. Plague lets go of Caine and turns around, nailing Lemay with a stiff right, right to the temple which knocks him out cold. Kaige - Atleast Lemay was good for something. When Plague turns back around, he is met with a fist to the face, knocking him down immediately. Plague starts to bleed very heavily. Falcoon - LOOK! Caine throws a pair of brass knuckles out of the ring. Electric Guitar catches it in mid air and slides it into his trunks. Burst - WHAT! Falcoon - Caine used brass knux! E.G. - What are you talking about! Falcoon - DON'T PLAY DUMB! THEY'RE IN YOUR PANTS! Falcoon reaches for E.G's trunks, but finds himself on the receiving end of a hard fist from E.G. E.G. - You see that guy? Tryin to grab my junk! Burst - Pft! FAG! Caine starts to climb to the top rope. As soon as he gets to the top, he jumps off, flipping frontward and nailing the Psycho Drive, 450 Splash right on top of Plague. Burst - YES! UPSET CENTRAL! Falcoon - NO! The referee drops into place...1...2...3! Uncle Bo - YORRR WEEKNER...JAMES CAAAAINE! E.G. - Impressive victory, eh Falcoon? Falcoon - HE CHEATED! Kaige - Who's seeing things now! Falcoon - What are they doing? Burst - Spaz has pulled something out of his jacket and is heading for the ring. E.G. picks up the chair he was sitting on and slides it into the ring to Caine. Plague looks shocked and holds up his hands while shaking his head, as he is blind to see Spaz roll in the ring behind him. "The Misfit" holds back his weapon, a lead pipe, before bludgeoning it over the back of Plague's head, knocking him straight down. The rest of the stable members have all gathered up various weapons and roll out of the ring, waiting by the entrance ramp for Plague's back up. Meanwhile, in the ring, Spaz is pounding away at Plague with a closed fist, sending a clear cut message with intentions of hurting him really badly. Imperium show up at the entrance way, equipped with their own weapons and they start walking down towards Scarred, pointing and mouthing insults. Then from behind them, a motorbike is heard, and an unknown rider appears from behind the curtain. As they come out, they perform an incredible stunt, skidding round off the bike and sending it sliding into Imperium, taking them all down. Taking this as their opening, the three members of Scarred all charge at the fallen Imperium members and start battering them with chairs and bats, while the masked rider joins them. Kaige has taken to hitting Williams, Caine is on Angel, the rider is hitting Trent while E.G. bashes away at Green. Falcoon - What in God's name are they doing? This is a really diabolical plan! Burst - It's about time someone had the guts to do something like this to Imperium! Falcoon - Well, their act won't go unpunished, I tell you now. Burst - It looks like they don't care. Bored with their attack, seeing that
Imperium don't have anything in them to get back up, the
three members stroll down to the ring, accompanied by the
masked rider, to join Spaz. Spaz is holding up Plague's
head and shouting abuse at him. Caine calls for a mic as
the four bodies roll into the ring and stand their
ground, while E.G. taps Spaz on the shoulder and
instructs him to stand. The fans are giving the five of Caine - So we came out here tonight to send a message. Imperium declared war on anyone who wasn't running with them and none of us cared to do that. We figured we didn't want to run away either, so what could we do? Well, I knew Spaz and E.G. really wanted a piece of these guys, as well as Corbin here with his good friend Alexis really wanting at Green. So it hit me, why not join with our common interest? It's genius. Here we have five of the best in this company, combined by their alliance of that one mutual goal. Another big cheer from the crowd circles around the arena. Falcoon - This is just stupid! You guys are in way over your head. Burst - It's beautiful! It's poetical! I downright love it! James Caine passes the mic to E.G. who looks around the audience, with an arrogant smile on his face. The crowd cheer louder as he receives the mic. E.G. - So for all those that haven't worked it out yet, the message is quite clear. He holds the mic slightly lower as the four members minus the rider all move in close so they can all be heard. Then proceed to shout into the mic. Scarred - PISS ON IMPERIUM! The fans are all screaming wildly as this new force is more than welcome in the current standing of things in the OWF. Burst - Brilliant! These guys just read my mind and made it a reality. Falcoon - They won't last! Imperium will hunt them down and murder them! Burst - Please. These guys are some of the most unstable characters in the company, and united they won't have anything to be afraid of. Falcoon - A whole new war has started and the OWF is the battle ground! WE'RE OUTTA TIME! SEE YOU NEXT WEEK! The members of Scarred drop the mic to the ground and exit the ring to Caine's entrance music, Orgasmatron by Motorhead, holding their arms up in victory to the crowd as they leave up the entrance ramp. The logo for Addiction pops up, followed by the OWF logo before fading to black. |