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HAPPY BIRTHDAY! A screaming voice passes through the PA System as the stage opens and is surrounded by red lights. The camera's drift over the pool of blood then over The Prom Kings who begin to play the Blood Bath 07 anthem. Happy birthday! Happy birthday! You've got it So now it's time to think Happy birthday! You've got it First stop we hit the body shop Happy birthday! *BOOM!*
Falcoon - AHOOOOOOOOOOO! WELCOME LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, TO OWF BLOOD BATH AS WE CELEBRATE OUR NINE YEAR ANNIVERSARY! Burst - God damnit, nine years. Falcoon - Nick, you love it here, don't lie. Burst - Not at all! I'm quitting! Falcoon - Oh shut up! Burst - Yeah, Yeah. Anyways. We have some card for you tonight. Falcoon - That is correct Jackie, we have possibly, to date, the biggest night for the OWF World Champion Angel as he may have to defend his title twice tonight! Burst - Maybe someone can finally take it off of him, except for the Mexican. Falcoon - Well, Grim has a very good chance tonight to make a statement and win the belt, and Kaige is looking to take out Jesse Williams, as well. Burst - Don't forget the Pool of Blood match, the last two men standing will go on to face the Tag Team Champions Angel and Draco. Falcoon - Not to mention, Alexis Cage, AnaStasia and newcomer Z, will be having a Triple Threat Ladder Match to decide who will be the WoW Champion and gets a guaranteed shot at the OWF World Title. Plus so many more matches! Burst - I think that's Shannon Winters, Gordo. Falcoon - It says Z on my paper, damnit! Burst - Ehhhh shaddap, it's time for our first match! Missy Janson - HELLO OWF FANS AROUND THE WORLD! The fans in the arena pop loudly. Missy Janson - Welcome....to...BLOOD BATHHHHHH! The fans cheer loudly again. Missy Janson - Our first bout is scheduled for a one-fall and is for the OWF/MVW LillyAss Championship...Making his way to the ring first, Joseph Storm! Storm comes out to no music, wearing his infamous "The Diamond Kid" T-Shirt. The fans cheer him loudly as he struts down to the ring looking cocky as usual. He slaps a few hands of the fans before he slides under the bottom rope, holding his hands up into the air. The crowd calms down eventually, as Storm stands up against the turnbuckle. Missy Janson - And his opponent.. The fans go nuts. Burst - Whoaaaa! Dunn is getting a following! Missy Janson - From Springfield, Kentucky....He is your OWF/MVW LillyAss Champion..."The Random Hero", "The Next American Draco", "The Next Kinda Big Thing"......JAMES....DUNN! PA System - I AM A REAL AMERICAN...DUNN...FIGHT FOR THE RIGHTS OF EVERY MAN...DUNN...I AM A REAL AMERICAN...DUNN...FIGHT FOR WHAT'S RIGHT, FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE! Burst - Oh what the hell is this! The ever famous them of Hulk Hogan, "I am a Real American" starts up, as the guitar chords echo throughout the arena. The fans jump up to their feet as they look to the stage. Suddenly, red and yellow lights start flashing in every which direction. From the back, we see James Dunn strut out. He has a red and yellow feather boa around his neck, wearing the classing yellow spandex tights, red boots. He has his mustache bleached extremely blonde, while his beard is the same color it was before. He wears a yellow bandana, that in red has the word "Dunnamania" duct taped across it. PA System - When it comes crashing down and it hurts inside.. DUNN, DUNN, DUNN, DUNN; DUNN-DUNN-DUNN-DUNN PA System - You gotta take a stand, it don't hurt to hide.. DUNN, DUNN, DUNN, DUNN; DUNN-DUNN-DUNN-DUNN PA System - If you hurt my friends, then you hurt my pride. I gotta take a stand, I can't let it sliiiiide! Falcoon - AAAAAHHAHAHAHAHA! He holds the LillyAss Title like its a guitar, strumming it as he continues to strut down the ramp. The fans are going ape shit. Red and yellow confetti drop from the ceiling, as he slowly makes his way down the aisle. He keeps his eyes locked on Joseph Storm as Dunn climbs up the steel stairs. He gets into the ring and he immediately walks to the ropes closest to the camera. He waves his arm around in a circle, then puts it to his ear as the fans cheer on that side of the ring. He points to them, giving them a thumbs up as he moves to the side of the ring to his left. He does the same thing there, giving the fans another thumbs up. Burst - This is great. HAHAHA! Dunn points to the next side of the ring, winding his arm up again as he puts it to his ear again and the fans again cheer him loudly. He goes to do it to the fourth, and final side of the ring, but as he attempts, he is taken down by Joseph Storm from behind as the fans boo. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Storm quickly takes the advantage with a right hand, he sends Dunn into the ropes, Dunn rebounds off and leaps into the air for a flying forearm! Storm ducks out of the way and Dunn hits nothing but mat. The fans laugh and Storm goes right to the assualt, kicking Dunn in the ribs over and over. Dunn tries to roll away but Storm keeps on him. Finally Dunn rolls out of the ring. He shakes his head upon hitting the ground and tries to get back to his feet.. Storm shoots himself off the far side ropes then suicide dives Dunn! Storm gets right back to his feet, full of energy! He grabs Dunn by the head and rolls him back into the ring. Storm leaps up the turnbuckle, as Dunn stands Storm lands a flipping neck breaker! Storm pins.. 1...2.. kickout by Dunn! Falcoon - Dunn kicked out! Thats rare! Storm turns his pin into a rings of saturn submission move.. Dunn screams in pain before tapping out! Missy Janson - Your loser and still LillyAss Champion....Jamesss Dunn! Burst - I hate this title, I really, really do. AnaStasia is seen in her dressing room, door half ajar, she's taping her right fist with white cotton gauzes. You can't make out what she is saying, only that she is speaking. She rubs over her knuckles as the camera moves in closer. AnaStasia - If it's blood Alexis wants; it's blood she's going to get. The scene switches back to the announcers table. Falcoon - It seems like AnaStasia is getting ready for one of her opponents. Burst - She's getting ready a little early, don't you think? Falcoon - I don't think you can ever really be too prepared. Especially when the WoW Title and a shot at the World Title are on the line. Burst - I guess you're right. Falcoon - It's now time, for a very special match we want to bring to you. Burst - Straaaaight, from the mansion of President Diamond Kid. Falcoon - His place is going to be a wreck after this match. Burst - Eh, it's already a wreck! Missy Janson - The next match is for the OWF Public Display of Agression Championship, and will be fought between Aphrodisia, the champion, and the challenger Seraph. The scene switches to outside of DK's huge mansion. Seraph stands on the cobblestone driveway, awaiting Aphrodisia's arrival. Seraph looks at the referee, who just shrugs as the two men await the PDA Champion. Seraph - This is ridicu- Just then from behind, he is smacked flush in the back of the head with a rake, splintering it into two pieces. Aphrodisia arrives, tossing the rake she had picked up off the lawn back onto the lawn before she bends down to go after Seraph. Seraph counters though, pulling a loose cobblestone from the driveway and smashing it into millions of pieces over the forehead of Aphrodisia. She collapses to the ground, as Seraph struggles to pull himself up on a clay statue of a gargoyle which sits on the steps to the front door of DK's house. Seraph stumbles over his own legs, falling through the large wooden door which was ajar. Seraph crashes through a set of knights armor, as on the outside Aphrodisia has pulled herself up and starts to stalk Seraph. She lifts him to his feet, only to bring him right back down with a sidewalk slam on top of the armor which lays across the floor. It dents, and bends in a few spots but for the most part it is unforgiving. Burst - HAHAHA! That was the first thing DK bought with his first OWF paycheck! Falcoon - A suit of armor? Burst - Well, he was going to buy a guitar, but thankfully I talked him out of that! Aphrodisia hooks the leg, pinning Seraph on top of the iron...1...2...kickout! Seraph is able to push Aphrodisia off of him, in time to roll to his feet and into a defensive crouching position. Aphrodisia charges him, but Seraph is able to back body drop her over his head and through a glass table by the doorway. Glass shards stick out of the skin of Aphrodisia, as she bleeds from many wounds on her body. Seraph wastes no time, picking up a vase with a few dead roses in them and throwing it down onto the head of Aphrodisia. Seraph is looking for anything he can throw at her, as he throws magazines, a clock and even a ceramic clown. Falcoon - Was that a clown? Burst - Noooo, definitely not. Aphrodisia is able to deflect most of the items tossed at her with her arms, and she charges at Seraph again. This time she connects with a spear, and drives Seraph back. She pushes him up against a door, which breaks on it's hinges and the two go crashing to the floor. The room is dark. Aphrodisia gets to her feet first, flicking on a light switch as she glances around the room. Falcoon - What the! The room is full of pictures of Jackie Kissens. Most of them seem to be paparazzi or candid shots, but there are a few OWF studio shots. Aphrodisia - You HAVE to be kidding me! She pulls a large glass picture frame off the wall, which encases a picture of Kissens. Seraph gets up to his knees, but Aphrodisia sends him right back down to the floor as she shatters the picture over his head. She quickly covers him, as they lay surrounded by and covered in glass. 1...2...kickout by Seraph. Aphrodisia looks frustrated, as she lifts him by his hair, dragging him out on his back out of the room and back into the main corridor. Seraph grabs onto Aph's leg, pulling himself up to his feet and she grabs him into a headlock position. She starts to walk him up the large spiral staircase, stopping at about the third step up to smash his face on the wooden banister. Seraph stumbles, nearly losing his footing on the step he is standing on. She continues to drag him up the stairs, but then suddenly Seraph lifts her into the air and nails a backdrop onto the stairs, cracking the wooden base under the steps. Both competitors roll down to the bottom of the stairs. Falcoon - JESUS! He could have broken her neck, easily. The two lay motionless as the referee checks on them both, with Seraph being the first to start moving. He lays on his stomach, crawling up the stairs very slowly. Aphrodisia shakes her head, trying to regain her second wind as she sees Seraph use the bannister to pull himself up to his feet. He holds his back in pain, as he takes step after step climbing to the top floor. Aphrodisia starts to stir, pulling herself to her feet. Seraph gets to the top of the staircase, as he sits down, looking down at Aphrodisia, almost challenging her to come up. Burst - I don't know if that's a good idea, she's already very dangerous. Aph sees him antagonizing him, and she starts to run up the stairs. When she gets to the top, she finds herself on the receiving end of a boot to the midsection, which knocks all the breath out of her lungs. Seraph grabs her by the hair, lifting her to the top of the stairs before with all his might, he throws her right into a wooden door. The door is locked, so it doesn't collapse, but Seraph runs and nails a huge shoulder block on Aphrodisia, sending the door and her to the floor. They have entered the office of President Diamond Kid. Falcoon - So this is where the magic happens? Burst - Pfffft, more like illusions happen! Aphrodisia rolls over onto her hands and knees, gasping for air. Seraph walks over to a large wooden bookshelf, and pulls it down attempting to crush Aphrodisia. She is able to roll out of the way, just in a nick of time though. Seraph gets angry, attempting to pull her to her feet, but she is able to counter by grabbing him by his waist and pulling him face first right into a bronze plaque that DK has on the wall for Federation of the Year from the Hall of Fame. Seraph holds his bloody face, as Aphrodisia reaches down and pushes herself up. She feels something in the palm of her hand though, and she looks at it. It's a voodoo doll, which has screws sticking into many different parts of the body. She tilts her head to the side, to read the writing on the chest of the doll.. Aphrodisia - Jesse....Williams.... She smiles, she flicks the dolls head. Aphrodisia - Stupid voodoo, there's no such thing. We cut back to the arena, where we see Jesse Williams sitting in his locker room, taping up his hands when suddenly he reaches to his head and winces in a severe amount of pain. Williams - OW! What the fuck!! We go back to the view inside DK's mansion. Burst - HAHAHAHA! MEXICAN VOODOO DOLL! By the time Aphrodisia drops the doll, Seraph has exited the office and is now hanging halfway over the edge of the balcony, where they just came from. Aphrodisia comes up from behind him, and tosses him over the bannister. Falcoon - OH GOD NO! Seraph comes crashing down onto the white marble floor in the main corridor. His pain is silent, as he can barely move and all he can do is show how horrible the pain is through facial expressions. Aphrodisia gasps heavily as she looks down to her fallen opponent. She then looks up, to see a heartagram chandelier dangling from the ceiling. She pulls herself up onto the bannister, as she balances herself quickly. She looks down at Seraph, who isn't moving, and she jumps up, grabbing onto the chandelier. Burst - What the hell does she have in store! She kicks her legs to get her momentum going, as the chandelier swings back and forth. Finally, as it swings forward, she lets go. Falcoon - WHAT THE HELL! Aphrodisia flips frontwards, nailing The French Kiss 450 splash on top of Seraph on the marble floor. It is obvious that Aphrodisia took the worst of that fall, as she bounces off of him and holds her chest in extreme pain. Seraph seems no worse for the wear, as both competitors are down. Burst - I...I can't believe she even tried that! Many moments pass, as more and more time passes on Aphrodisias shot at pinning Seraph withers away. She realizes this, as she starts to move, as does Seraph. They both get to their feet as Aphrodisia throws a kick at Seraph, but he catches it. He twirls her around, then delivers a boot of his own before tucking Aphrodisia's head between his legs. He hooks the arms, and nails the Obliviion pedigree right on the marble floor. He quickly rolls Aphrodisia over, as he collapses on top of her in exhaustion...1...2...3! Missy Janson - Your winner...and NEWWW OWF PUBLIC DISPLAY OF AGRESSION CHAMPION....SERAAAAAPH! We go back to a view of the announcers table as the fans are on their feet for a round of applause for a very, very good match between two great competitors. Burst - That was one hell of a match! Falcoon - Seraph has his first taste of OWF gold! Burst - I have a feeling it won't be his last! We cut backstage, where we see Draco and Steel fighting on top of a limosuine. Trent Steel - You bastard, I'll fucking kill you! He wraps his hands around the throat of Draco and slams his head on the glass sunroof of the limosuine. Just then, from inside of the limo steps Smokey Greene. He slams his hands on the roof as Steel and Draco stop to look at him. Smokey Greene - You dicks! I get invited here as a guest and you fight on top of my limo! It's bogus! Smokey steps away as Steel lifts Draco up to his feet by his neck. He quickly lifts Draco into the air by his throat, then slams him down through the roof of the limo, crushing it completely. Smokey Greene - GOD DAMNIT, NO! I don't wanna take a taxi back home! Smokey runs off in the direction of DK and CJ's office. Meanwhile, Steel starts to lay into Draco rights and lefts. The match continues on, but we go back to a view of the announcers table. Burst - While that match continues to take place, we'll keep bringing you updates as we go along. Falcoon - Those two truly, truly hate each other. Burst - It's a blood war. Again, we cut to a camera backstage. Angel is seen walking backstage when a figure appears behind him wearing a cloak and holding a scythe. Burst - What the hell is that? Falcoon - It's Grim! Angel notices the figure, and spins aorund stopping in his tracks. The hooded figure stops and stares at Angel. A staredown occurs. He pulls down his hood. It's James Caine. Angel - What the fuck? Are you mocking me? Caine - No man... The AC's fuckin blastin in my locker room man... Had to ninja steal this cloak out of Grim's room for warmth man. It's like they're trying to freeze me for meat or somethin... Caine just shrugs and turns to walk away. Angel - Don't walk away from me Caine... Caine - Why? Angel - Because I got something you want... I seen it... Caine - All you've got is just a little bit of my pride. I can get that back later. I have...other things to do... Angel - Then why dress up and be an ass? Caine - Told you pretty boy... it was cold. Or did that not come through clear enough for you to com-pre-hend... You got something shiny right now.... how long you gonna keep it? Angel - We'll see, you still have to wade knee deep through the dead. Caine - No place I haven't been before. Now exscuse me, I gotta t-bone back in the freezer to fry up. Caine just walks away, turning as he puts his hood back on. Angel - Okay... but what was with the Scythe? Once again, we return to the broadcast announcing booth. Where we see Nick Burst laughing his head off. Burst - Hahahaha. Caine is great. Falcoon - Yeah, your boy is back in the OWF and has a bone to pick with Angel. Burst - Meh, who doesn't at this point? Falcoon - We have a bit of a change of plans, the next match we have scheduled for you is the Network Title match, where Plague will be defending against the number one contender, Ali Khadafi. In the ring, we see ali Khadafi and Plague already standing inside. The ring technicians place the last bits of barbed wire in the place of the ropes. Black bags containing tacks are in each corner. Bottles of lighter fluid lay in the corners, as well. The ring technicians leave the ring, clearing their tools as the fans cheer loudly as a blast of fire shoots out from the turnbuckles. Burst - Whoaaaa! Missy Janson - This match is scheduled for a one-fall and it is a FTW- Fire, Tacks and Wire match for the OWF Network Title. First, the challenger and number one contender to the Network Title, from...The tacky scarlett stain between your moms thighs...what....Ali Khadafi!!!! Ali holds his hand up, as the fans give him a mixed reaction. Burst - Fans don't really know him too well, besides for that battle royal on Addiction. Missy Janson - And his opponent, the reigning Network Champion, Plaaaaague! Plague stands motionless, as the fans boo him loudly. Falcoon - Well, atleast they like him more than Plague. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The two men circle each other, waiting for the other to make a move. Neither do, and the fans start to boo. Burst - Come on, do something! Ali reaches down, picking up a bag of tacks and opening the drawstring. He dumps the entire bag into the center of the ring, and uses the palm of his hand to make sure they are all sticking straight up. Plague then charges Ali, but Ali lifts him right into the air and brings him down with his neck on the top barbed wire rope. Plague gasps for air as he is cut from ear to ear, but the cut isn't serious. He is stuck on the wire as Ali runs to the corner. He starts to climb up, eventually getting to the top rope and looking to Plague who is stick hung up on the wire. Burst - He's not gonna... Falcoon - He'll kill Plague with a legdrop! Just then a burst of flames synges the back of Ali, sending him face first right into the pile of tacks he dumped into the ring. Plague frees himself off the barbed wire, falling to the ring as Ali pulls tacks from his face. A few droplets of blood run down Ali's face, while Plague's neck is bleeding worse than the cut actually is. Plague pushes himself up to his feet, grabbing a bottle of lighter fluid. He empties the bottle onto the pile of tacks which Ali has rolled away from now, as Khadafi rests himself in the corner. He grabs onto the top rope with both hands, yanking himself up to his feet in one fluid motion. Plague turns around just in time to catch Ali with a right hand right to the jaw, he follows it up with another right which sends Ali up against the barbed wire ropes. He winces in pain, as Plague gets a head of steam going as he charges at Ali. Ali ducks, flinging Plague over the top rope. As Plague is in the air, a shot of fire bursts from the canvas, burning his trunks slighty as he hits the hard, concrete floor on the outside. Ali recovers in the ring, slowly as Plague holds is back in extreme pain. Burst - This match is high stakes, one of these men may not be walking out of here tonight- period. Falcoon - You could very well be right, Nick. Burst - Thanks Gorey. Falcoon - Gorey? Burst - Yeah...it's.....lati- SHUT UP! Plague is very slow to get up, as Ali is already standing, waiting for Plague to enter the ring. Plague takes a few seconds to get to his feet, but then as he does, he stumbles to the ring. He grabs onto the bottom barbed wire rope, out of instinct and cuts the palm of his hand as he pulls himself under the bottom rope. As soon as he slides in, he finds himself being doused in thumbtacks and lighter fluid. Ali drops an elbow right on top of Plague after he finishes covering him in flammable liquid and thumb tacks. He drops one more before he pulls Plague up by his hair. As he does that, a streak of flames just misses setting Plague on fire as small, minifires burn on the canvas from traces of lighterfluid. Ali holds him up in the air, holding him in a gorilla press slam position for many seconds. Plague wiggles out of it, and lands on his feet. He turns Ali around and goes for The Vaccine superkick, but Ali grabs his leg, and spins him 180 degrees around. Ali then hops onto his back, locking in Piss on your Grave- a figure four body lock with his legs and a rear naked choke. Plague keeps standing, trying to hold on for dear life as Ali locks in the hold extremely tight. Plague flails is arms, but he loses consciousness. Falcoon - OH MY GOD! A burst of flames shoots out of the turnbuckle, melting the wire ropes. Plague falls backwards, as he and Khadafi hit the barbed wire ropes with a hard impact. The ropes snap, wrappin themselves around the two men as they fall to the floor. Ali keeps the hold locked on tight, as the two men only tangle themselves worse. Plague is out cold, as the referee calls for the bell. Missy Janson - Your winner and NEW OWF NETWORK CHAMPION...ALIIII KHAAAADAFI! Immediately EMT's rush down to the ring to try to free the men from the barbed wire hell they have entangled themselves in with their fall. Falcoon - These man are losing a lot of blood! Burst - Well, we surely have the best people here to take care of them. Just then, from the back, we see Paranoia run out. He immediately puts boots to both men, who are defenseless. He continues to work away at the current and former Network champs, before security makes it out and is able to pull Paranoia to the back. Falcoon - What a cowardly act! Burst - Attacking while they're wrapped in barbed wire isn't cowardly- it's smart! Falcoon - That is tr- I'm hearing something in my ear piece! |