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Colton Hurst defeated Tony Star VIA Colt 45 then pinfall
"CLICK!" the staple drives down into Jesse's ring finger! Jesse Williams - Ahhhh! GAWD! Angel - And this little piggy.... He went "WEWEWE" all the way....... Angel brings the staple gun down to Jesse's last hope of holding on.. his pink finger. Angel - HOME! "CLICK!" Suddenly you see Jesse release and the fall happens so quickly.. CRUNCH! As he lands ontop of the announce table! Falcoon - WHAT THE FUCKKKKK!? Burst - OHhh shit.. Oh shit. Oh god.. Oh god Gordie! I think he's dead! Oh God.. Please. God no! Falcoon - Jesse Williams just fell from 3/4 of the Tower of Death! Burst - MEDIC!!! Falcoon - You don't even like him! Burst - Yeah but.. He.. Oh my god.. Who will I make fun of? Jesse.. Buddy.. God no! Jesse lays amungst the shambles of wood and blood, his body broken in half from the fall. His breaths are short and his chest and arm shakes violently.. A stretcher quickly wheels down to ringside and Jesse is picked from the carnage. Falcoon - Jesse Williams... What a brave man he has been over the years. He's... Man. Nick I.... The commentators are stunned, you can see the tears being fought back in both of their eyes as they watch Jesse being handled carefully.. The camera's drift back to Angel.. He stares down from the second tower, motionless watching as the paramedics remove the wood from around Jesse, then carefully brace his neck. Angel leans against the cell, placing his hands between the holes, obviously feeling remorse for what has happened... Falcoon - Nick.. I... I... Burst - I know buddy. Nick consoles his partner with a soft pat on the back as they watch Jesse being loaded onto the stretcher.. We drift back to Angel who has his eyes closed and head against the cage. Suddenly the OWF logo spins and we fade to black....
The feed opens up into the backstage area. Various crew members are running around the arena making sure the show goes off without a hitch. Voice - Hey you! A crew member with a clipboard and head set stops dead in his tracks looking off towards the garage. Standing there is Draco and Angel. Each carrying a few boxes. Draco - Yeah, you, fuck head! Angel - Come over here and help us with this stuff. The crew member comes over and the tag team champions pile the boxes on him. He struggles to hold them all without dropping them. Draco and Angel see the camera and Angel nods to Draco. Each grabs their chin and pulls off their faces...wait, they are masks! Draco was Angel and Angel was Draco...? Draco - Welcome to the OWF Shopping Network. Tonight we have a few special deals, but before that let's introduce the newest team to strike fear into the ranks of OWF. I'm Draco. Angel - I'm the World Champ. Draco - [whispering]stick to the lines! Angel - [sighs]fine, fucker! Angel shakes his head rubbing his forehead in obvious dislike of what is going on. Draco just continues to smirk at the camera nudging Angel ever so often. Angel - And I'm Angel. Draco - Together we are Team M.Y.F.L.L.Y.A. (Pronounced mifla) Angel - And that stands for Make Your Face Look Like Your Ass. Draco - Along with our debut we have some merchandise that you fans can eat right up. The first you have already seen. We call them the Team MYFLLYA Faces! Draco holds up the Angel mask he was wearing and Angel does the same. Draco - For only $19.99 you can own these pieces of awesome. And for a special debut sale we are doing buy one Draco get one Angel free! Angel - What if they buy my mask? Draco - Then they pay double for the Draco mask. Angel - Fucker! Draco nods to his partner keeping a smirk as he "accidently" nudges him in the side. Angel continues to curse, but now under his breath. Draco - You got the Team MYFLLYA Heels, Angel? Angel looks back at the boxes and quickly scans them shaking his head. Angel - I thought you had them?! Draco - But you put the order in for them! Angel - Oh...shit. Angel pauses for a moment, thinking back to the day he called in the order for the Heels. Then his eyes light up. Angel - Shit, man. I know what happened. The Draco and Angel heels...they were sold out! Draco - Heels!? Sold out!? I would've never expected it! Angel - I know man. CJ was really looking for a pair. I'm gonna have to break the news gently. Draco - Oh well. Looks like we'll just stick to the Faces. And besides, we got all this other kick ass merchandise. Let's get crackin. Angel and Draco walk over to the guy holding the boxes and they snatch them out of this hand. They walk away, mumbling under their breaths, rummaging through the boxes. Angel - Let's go, we got money to make. Draco - Right behind you. They disappear around a corner.
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.
We fade in from darkness, into pure white. The view seems blurred and dulled down, but it really is just an extreme overuse of the color white. What do you expect from a hospital? That's right, we find ourselves inside of The City of Phoneix Hospital, located in Phoenix, Arizona. Falcoon - Good afternoon OWF fans. This has been a hectic week for the OWF wrestlers and for you fans as well. As we showed at the top of this show, one week ago at Blood Bath, Jesse Williams fell to his near death in a freak accident in the tower of death. Burst - You can call it an accident all you want, but the truth is.. Angel was out to kill the man! Falcoon - It was estimated Jesse fell 25 foot crashing into our commentary table, then immediantly being wheeled away on a stretcher. And when the fuck did you start liking Jesse Williams? Burst - I never did! Still don't! But what Angel did was out of line. This is about wrestling! Not killing people! The camera pans to the right, peeling away from the wall and onto a long, continuous hallway. From the right, we hear yelling. Nurse - Sir, you cannot go in there unless you are family! SIR! Falcoon - This of course is the scene at Phoenix Medical Center live back in Arizona. We pan even more to the right, to see a Nurse trying to restrain a man who she has no chance of restraining. His hair is dark brown, to about his shoulders. His build is about average; it's hard to tell through his leather jacket. He quickly brushes the older nurse off from around his waist as he steps into one of the rooms. The camera follows him, as the nurse stands silent at the man's reaction. The figure inside the room is seen staring. Not at the wall, but at something he had never seen before. Finally, what he is looking at comes into view. It's a hospital bed, with Jesse Williams laying on it. Too many tubes to count are sticking out of his throat, his nose, his chest, his arms. Half his face is bandaged, his entire hand is wrapped tightly in gauze and not to mention his leg is in a soft cast- needless to say, he is in bad shape. Through the silence, the beeps of the heart monitoring machine beeps, along with another machine the figure cannot distinguish. Jesse lays silently, as the figure stares at him a few moments longer, before words are spoken from his very familiar voice. Man - How....When.....Is he.... He takes a few steps forward, putting his hand down onto the white, cotton fabric of the blanket. Nurse - He's alive. Barely. But he's alive. He lost nearly half of his body's blood in the ambulance and luckily, we had blood on the scene that matched his type. He's in a coma and on life support. He's in critical condition. The second beep is identified as life support as the figure lowers his head. As he leans forward, his hair covers his face. Man - I should have been there... He flings his head back, as his hair is swung out of his face. It's a new-look Chris Green. With tears in his eyes, he walks to the side of the bed as the nurse leaves the room. Chris Green - Wake up, Jesse. Come on man... Green sits, more like collapses, into the chair next to the bed. Green - Tell me this is a work like all those other times. Please tell me it's a work and not a shoot. He extends his hand, putting it on the arm of Jesse as Green lowers his head in sorrow and pain. Green - How could this happen? Twenty-five feet? He just stares at the ground as tears fall to the tile floor. Green - You've jumped from higher and been okay, what's different now!! Green squeezes Jesse's arm. Green - I promise you, I will get retribution in your name. Green looks up, with a fiery passion in his eyes as he stares at Jesse. Green - I'm going to kill Angel. The scene fades to the opening of Addiction. Falcoon - Chris Green has a heart after all?! Burst - This isn't funny man. A guy's life was ruined at the hands of the OWF Champion right in front of us. In our fucking laps! Falcoon - Sorry? Burst - You should be! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for a gauntlet LillyAss title match! Introducing first... 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! Missy Janson - From Springfield, Kentucky... He's OWF's LillyAss Champion.... James Dunn! The ever famous "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.. Falcoon - Oh lord... Is that just him saying Dunn Dunn Dunn Dunn? He cut out the fuckin guitar to say his own name. This is horrible! Burst - AND FUNNY! HA!! 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 - The point of this gauntlet match is, if Dunn beats any of these competitors he gets rid of the LillyAss title! Burst - He might wanna lose of purpose, this is the best gimmick he's had so far! 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. 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. 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. Missy Janson - His first opponent... From El Paso, Texas.... Mucho Grasa! PA System - Boy ya never shoulda fucked with us... We the Hillwood Hustla's.. Makin money sellin sluts and drugs.... "Hillwood Hustlers" by SPM hits over the pa system. Mucho Grasa steps out from behind the curtain with his stomach jiggling. He puts his arms in the arm and the fans instantly take him in. He tries to run down to the ring but stumbles a bit, he reaches the apron and leans against the side of the ring to catch his breath. He rolls under the bottom rope then uses the turnbuckles to pull his fat body up. Falcoon - Dunn will be facing 3 people here tonight! Great chance for him to gain of dignity! Burst - Pffft... Like that's gonna happen! Kissens - Hey guys! Falcoon - What the!!? Burst - I thought you were missing! Kissens - Nah, sittin here the whole time. Just baked stoned! Falcoon - What the....? Burst - I didn't see you there, then again I've been drinking since 8AM! And this fuckin guy over here hasn't slept in like 11 days. He nudges Falcoon in the side. Burst - Hungry buddy? Falcoon - Nah I ate last month! Burst - Good. Kissens - How bout this match? Ring that bell fatty! Burst - BO! Quit pickin your nose... EWWW! You aren't gonna eat that ar.... EWWW! Kissens - I'm gonna be sick! Falcoon - I'll be back.. I'm gonna go outside. Burst - And do... .Coke. Falcoon - Yeah that. (Ding, Ding, Ding..) Mucho runs across the ring and uses his belly to bump James into the turnbuckle. James flies into it face first and Mucho follows it up with a splash in the corner. Mucho grabs Dunn by the back of the head and drops him with a reverse DDT! Mucho slowly pulls himself up the turnbuckle, already drentched in sweat and breathing heavy. He gaves off and nails the Grasa Flip! Smashing down in a moonsault with his belly landing on James's face.. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Your loser and STILL LillyAss Champion... James Dunn! Kissens - That wasn't a fair match! Grasa has like 150 lbs on Dunn! Burst - That's because Dunn hangs out with Falcoon too much. Kissens - Damn crack heads! Burst - Yeah! Damn em! Mucho slides out of the ring and heaves as he walks up the ramp. Dunn holds his head and crawls back to his feet... Missy Janson - Introducing next.. 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! Missy Janson - From Hollywood California... The original M..V..P! (You know, that one before WWE ripped him off by using a black guy with the same gimmick and initials, even thought we've been doing this since 2001. You know, the same way that TNA used out idea for the championship tag team match where Angel walked out of Power Hour with all the titles.) .. Mike.. Van.. Pelt! Jackie stares blanky at Missy, then turns to Nick, still confused. Burst - What?... You heard her! 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 hands with the referee. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Mike Van Pelt slaps hands with Dunn and the two circle each other, Dunn kicks at MVP, but MVP grabs his foot and delivers a leg sweep take down. MVP has Dunn's leg held under his arm and his elbow pressed down against Dunn's face. Dunn uses his free leg to kick MVP away, Dunn scurries back up to his knees but is shocked to see MVP's boot coming at his face! Dunn collapses face first into the mat, MVP jumps onto the top turnbuckle and waits for Dunn to stir. After 7 seconds, Dunn finally crawls to his feet... MVP leaps off and nails the highlight reel! 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Your loser and STILL LillyAss Champion... James Dunn! Falcoon - Poor sorry excuse for a wrestler.. Son of a bitch. Kissens - He'll find his groove soon as he realizes he's never gonna get laid carrying that title around! Missy Janson - And finally... From New York, New York... Paranoia! The PA System blasts the sounds of AC/DC's Hells Bells as Paranoia strolls with a purpose towards the ring. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Paranoia hovers over Dunn who is still out cold. He grabs Dunn by the hair, instantly Dunn springs up and punches Paranoia in the jaw! Paranoia pushes him across the ring then runs at him, catching him in a spear! Cloud of Darkness! Paranoia pins.. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Your loser and STILL LillyAss Champion... James Dunn! In the backstage Draco, Angel, and Robo-Betsy have made a quick stand. A pile of broken storage boxes lay behind them with a small carpet over them. Nothing to see there. The pieces that still have the OWF logo on them have been covered up with the various merchandise that Team MYFLLYA are selling. Angel - What the fuck? Are we selling lemonade now? Draco - No, but that is a good idea. Team MYFLLYA brand lemonade! Robo-Betsy - Merrr! Draco leans down to pet his mechanical pet as Angel starts to sell the Draco and Angel FACES. People are buying them left and right. Angel is taking money as fast as he can. Angel - A little help? Draco - I can do you one better. How about a new product?! The fans roar with approval as Draco cracks open a box and fishes inside for bumper stickers. The fans look on in confusion until Draco shows them just what is on them.
The fans ooh and ahh at the I <3 Robo-Betsy bumper stickers. Draco waves them so the crowd circling them can see them. Draco - For just five dollars you can purchase this sticker with pride. The pride of knowing you spit in the eye of God and his intelligent design! Five dollars for you pride of loving a mechanical goat! Most of the crowd is loving the idea. Pulling their wallets out to get a piece of the merchandise the superstars of OWF are selling. A few fans mutter about the merchandise loud enough so they can be heard. Fan #1 - Who in the fuck makes a goddamn mechanical goat part of their entourage. Fan #2 - Two dumb ass niggas that's who! Fan #1 - YEAH, BOY! The crowd of people just stop. Draco looks
over at the two OWF fans. Oddly enough they are skinny
white kids wearing clothing roughly three sizes too big.
They are the embodiment of Angel - Just forget them Draco. They are a waste of time. Fuck'em. Draco - Woah! Angel turns around to see Draco trying to hold Robo-Betsy back. Draco can't hold onto the mechanical beast as she dives out at the two fans. She pounces them and knocks them over. All that is heard is the sound of electricity and the high pitch wail of trauma to the genitals. Draco chuckles as he slowly makes his way over to the two downed fans. Robo-Betsy still using her shock bite. Draco - What was it you guys were saying? Fan #1 - Call her -ZZZZAAAAP- FUCK, NIGGA! CALL HER OFF! Draco - You know, she is very sensitive. You might to cough up the money to but a few of these bumper stickers. The second fan gets the electrified groin bite now. He convulses as he reaches for his wallet. Fan #2 - Yo! Take -ZZZZAAAAP- MOTHAFUCKA! TAKE IT! Draco slowly takes the wallet of the fan and then the other with a smirk. He whistles and Robo-Betsy walks away back to the booth. Angel is flat on his back rolling back and forth with laughter. Draco shakes his head and chuckles at the two. Their ghansta attire ruined by the ring of scorch marks on their crock. Think of it as street cred. Fan #1 - Fuck, yo! Where the hell is our stickers? Draco throws the two stickers at the two. They are displeased with just receiving two and mumble under their breath. The rest of the fans are practically in the same state as the World Champion, on the floor laughing. Draco - Think of it as a shipping and handling fee. Robo-Betsy - Merrrrrr, I'z ghost. Angel gets up to his feet using the stand as a crotch. He wipes tears away as he continues to sell the Draco and Angel FACES and the I <3 Robo-Betsy stickers. Draco - Angel, let's go out and see what the crowd members who are too lazy to come to use think. Angel - Good idea. Just let me grab the last box. The trio head towards the arena with the audience members that weren't lazy groaning. Before the scene can completely fade you hear Draco's voice. Followed by the cheer of those audience members. Draco - Don't worry. We will be back...with a new item! Falcoon - Ha Ha Ha! What the hell man! That's freakin great! Burst - I lose brain cells watching this garbage. Kissens - I'm sure the fact that you're an alocholic has NOTHING to do with your missing brain cells. Burst - Shut up slut. Falcoon - Ewww SNAP! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and Public Display of Aggression rules! Kissens - These two women fueded at Blood Bath in the triple threat ladder match that proved to be an awesome match! Falcoon - It was an intense one, but Alexis Cage walked out WoW Champion! Missy Janson - Introducing first.. The arena goes dim, only a red strobe light flickers towards the entrance. The chords to "The Fragile" begin. "She shines Missy Janson - From Santa Barbara California.... AnaStasia! A downpour of single-stemmed red roses begins from the rafters covering the entire arena. "fragile Anastasia emerges slowly from the curtain dressed in a pair of razor-cut denim jeans, a black tank top and black thigh-high boots and carrying a single stemmed red rose in her left hand while walking to the ring. she reads the minds of all the people as
they pass her by Anastasia steps onto the apron with the rose between her teeth, she stands gazing blankly to the crowd. We'll find the perfect place to go where
we can run and hide Taking the rose into her hand, Anastasia places the flower to her ebony colored lips kisses each peddle. it's something I have to do Anastasia tosses the rose into the crowd and awaits her opponent. Missy Janson - And her opponent... PA System - At the bottom of a swimming pool, I think I found a clue. I know, that I'm getting CLOSER.. A large explosion happens on the stage. The fans all jump to their feet looking towards the entrance ramp. Immediately after the pyro, "Dead and Gone" by I am the Avalanche starts to play. Missy Janson - From Cameron North Carolina.... Z! PA System - She's Gone Away, She's gone away. I need to hear her say the world doesn't mean as much as you do. Then the curtain pushes open and from the back "Stunning" Shannon Winters walks out. She spends a few seconds at the top of the ramp before she slowly walks down it, towards the aisle, with her eyes concentrated on the ring. As she walks down the aisle she eyes up the fans around the ring, and gives a look up to the rafters before she gets to the apron. She quickly slides in under the bottom rope. She pushes herself up from a push up position and walks over to her corner. She leans up against the turnbuckle and awaits action. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) AnaStasia grabs Z by the wrist and attempts to shoot her into the ropes, Z hangs on and reverses the irish whip then catches Ana in the stomach with a quick knee lift! Z hangs onto Ana's arm and pulls her into a hammer lock, AnaStasia turns and swings the elbow but Z ducks it and lifts Ana up from behind.. Side drop suplex! Z rolls into the pin.. 1.. Ana kicks out with authority, pushing Z's face off with her palm. Ana rolls over to the ropes and drops out of the ring, she stays on the ground as Z gets to her feet in the ring. Z launches herself off the far side ropes, she grabs the top rope and launches herself over head first! Ana leaps up with a florescent light tube and swings it like a baseball bat nailing Z across the forehead with it! Glass shatters and shoots all over the fans in the front row! Falcoon - Holy fuckin christ! Kissens - That was dirty! I like it! AnaStasia smiles sickly and pulls Z up by the waist band and rolls her into the ring. Ana lifts up the ring skirt and finds a bottle of Rum. Burst - Hey Hey Hey! That's mine! I was saving that for the drive home! Falcoon - Too late now! Ana rolls back into the ring with the bottle in her right hand.. Z stands up and Ana swings the bottle like an axehandle, Z ducks out of the way and slide out of the ring. Ana throws the bottle of the top rope at Z, but she ducks and it smashes against the guard rail! Z slides up the aprion and grabs a ladder! The fans rise to their feets as she scoops it up in her arms, Ana heads towards the ropes to retrieve the ladder, but Z nails her in the shins with it! Ana falls over, taking the pressure off her leg. Z sits the ladder on the aprion and goes back down to look under the ring.. Z pulls out a staple gun! Burst - Those should be outlawed by now! Falcoon - It was an accident! It wasn't even Angel's fault! Sheeesh. Z stands up, as she does, Ana shoves the ladder forward with both hands! The foot of the ladder catches Z in the mouth! Kissens - OWWWW! Falcoon - Fuck! That hurt! You know that hurt. Z's eyes become teary before she falls to her knees outside the ring. Ana scoops up the ladder and holds it over the top rope. She measures up the unaware and half groggy Z on the outside.. WHAM! Ana tosses the ladder over the ropes and it nails Z in the back of the head. Ana pushes the ladder off Z and places her in the death trap! Z is unable to tap out, shes out cold. The ref calls for the bell! Missy Janson - Here is your winner.... AnaStasia!!
Anastasia slides back into the ring and grabs Missy Janson's microphone... Anastasia - Alexis, I just want to inform you and everyone else that should give a shit, that I will be the first to accept your so called "Cuntlet" match at next Addiction! She pauses and looks towards the ramp. Anastasia - And seeing as how I'm confident about that match, I'm going to let you in on a little secret. She pauses again.. Anastasia - When I rip that title shot from your lifeless body, the outcome to decide when that match takes place and what type of match it will be, WILL BE MINE!!! A blistering chill floats through the crowd as the lights dim and a soft voice follows. PA System - It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont.. Street. Alexis steps out onto the stage, starring down AnaStasia in the ring. Alexis Cage - Cut my music!.. Mrs. Morningrod couldn't be here tonight, something about her flight being delayed from Phoenix. So I have decided, since I am the WoW Champion.. I will step up and run the show! And I am here to tell you Ana, that as big of a CU(Censored!) as you are, you DESURVE to be in my open challenge Cuntlet! Alexis pauses and claps for Ana in the ring. Alexis Cage - ..But it's unfortunate that you missed the sign up for it! That's right, you dropped the ball.. AGAIN! And missed your shot at facing the WoW Champion. The fans begin to boo Alexis. Alexis Cage - But you know, I am a very gracious person, so I will give you an oppertunity to show me what you are made of. I am gonna give you a challenge, and if you win this challenge... I promise you can have a spot in the Cuntlet next week on Addiction! Ana just darts her a glare from the ring. Alexis Cage - Are you ready for your challenge? I call this match.. The Battle Whoral! Falcoon - Ha! Burst - Ha! Battle whoral! .. Jackie what are you waiting for?.. Go! Kissens - I wasn't invited :( Falcoon - HA Ha! It's funny because she's a slut! Alexis Cage - The rules are simple! Be the last person in the ring and I will give you a chance to be in the cuntlet! The lights dim real low, just enough for you to see your hand in front of you. A single tiny green light is set in the middle of the curtain as a voice whispers over the arena. PA System - Here she stands today.... A guitar picks up in the background as "Fully Alive" by Flyleaf begins to play. The lights above the stage begin to dance about with a green shimmering glow taking over the stage. Alexis Cage - Introducing first... Kimberly Evans! PA System - Telling layla's story spoken, The word "Firefly" appears on the OWFtron then floats away into a green dot that dances over the tron. PA System - Fully alive! More than most ready to smile and love life! The curtain is pushed apart and the green dot that once remained on the curtain is now a part of Kimberly Evans. She rushes to the side of the stage dancing roughly to her music in almost a head banging rhythm. PA System - Fully alive! and she knows How to believe in futures. The theme continues to play as the lights pick back up she darts down the ramp and turns backwards just before she slides under the bottom rope on her back. She instantly jumps to her feet without using her hands, showing her amazing athletic ability. The theme cuts out and Kimberly eagerly awaiting the start of the match. Alexis Cage - Next.. The OWF original.. Dixie Wrecked! PA System - I'm toxic your slipping under.. Whispers of "toxic" by Britney Spears flow through the Pa system. The lights dim slightly and a bright yellow light circles around the stage then stops on the curtain. The music begins to play louder and Dixie Wrecked steps out from the back with a loud reaction. She poses with her arm behind her head then blows a kiss towards the camera before walking towards the ring. Alexis Cage - Introducing next... Jessica Chisholm! PA System - OOOOH Yeah baby... fuck me hard! Stigmata by Ministry hits the pa system and out comes Jessica with a big CW spinning around in circles on the owftron Alexis Cage - And finally.... Tara Headoff! "The Game" by Disturbed plays over the PA System and Tara is shown at the top of the crowd, a spot light shines on her with a kendo stick in her hand held above her head. Suddenly she smashes the kendo stick across her forehead then runs through the crowd to the ring. Alexis Cage - Good luck! Falcoon - An Impromptu mini battle royal! Kissens - God Alexis is so smart! Burst - I miss my bottle of rum. (Ding, Ding, Ding..) Tara goes right for Evans, they exchange fists in the center of the ring, Ana has Jessica Chisholm in a head lock.. She runs towards the turnbuckle with her.. The Demise! Dixie Wrecked stands in the corner with his arms crossed just watching and waiting. Tara sends Evans into the ropes, Evans leaps off with a flying forearm to Tara's head! Ana lifts up Jessica in a vertical suplex... Ana holds her in place as she walks backwards towards the ropes... Dixie seizes the moment and runs at Ana, she tackles Ana back into the ropes, Ana drops Jessica backwards, sending her over the top rope and onto the floor! Dixie has Ana pinned against the ropes.. Alexis begins to make a trail down to the ring. Ana headbutts Dixie in the ear! Ana then grabs Dixie by the head and sends her over the top rope! Evans and Tara are exchanging punches in the corner. Ana steps back then delivers a hard splash on both women! Tara falls onto the mat and Evans falls into the turnbuckles. Ana grabs her head and pulls her up the turnbuckles until shes hooked on the top! Salvation in Suicide! Ana picks Evans up and tosses her over the top rope! She grabs Tara and tosses her into the corner! She's going up to repeat the move, this time on Tara! Ana gains her balance on the top, but as she does Alexis climbs onto the aprion and pulls on her feet! Ana slips lands crotch first on the top turnbuckle! Kissens - GENIUS! Falcoon - How about a fair shot huh? Alexis climbs from the aprion onto the second turnbuckle, she hooks Ana's head and dives over the side of the ring! Uncaged! From the middle turnbuckle to the floor! Burst - Oh shit! They both landed that one hard! Alexis holds her side as she bends down and grabs the mic. Alexis Cage - Your winner of the Battle Whoral... T... Before she can get the words out Ana grabs her by the ankle and bites her leg! Burst - Cannibals! Alexis quickly pulls away and runs up the ramp to the back! Falcoon - Way to waste time OWF! Burst - Especially since they canceled Evans Vs Plague. Falcoon - The match woulda sucked anyway! Kissens - Yeah Evan's woulda killed him! All of a sudden "Aesthetics of Hate" by Machine Head blares over the P.A. system, and the crowd goes absolutely insane. Draco and Angel come strutting down the ramp with smiles on their faces, each carrying storage boxes. Next to them Robo-Betsy is walking down the ramp, sacks of money hung over her neck. The crowd goes nuts at the sight of their favorite mechanical goat. Angel and Draco reach the ring, throwing their merchandise down, basking in the ovation of the crowd. They walk around the ring for a moment, before they grab mics from the assistants. The crowd takes a moment to settle down. Draco - So Angel, you think it's time? Angel - For what? Draco - To bust out the big guns. Angel - Is that in a literal or figurative sense. Draco - Both. Angel - I'm on it. Angel reaches down into one of the bigger boxes, rummages around for a moment, then slowly stands up holding a t-shirt shooting gun! The crowd erupts into cheers! Draco - And even better, we're not gonna give out some shitty, underproduced t-shirts! Bitch, this is MYFFLYA, we're giving out baseballs! Again the crowd goes nuts, and Angel starts to load the bazooka with Team MYFLLYA baseballs.
After he's done he mounts the gun on Robo-Betsy's side. Betsy - Merrrrrrr, Team MYFLLYA!! One by one she starts to fire them off into all directions of the crowd, feeling the recoil of each shot. The first ball goes straight into a mob of people who are mobbing each other for the chance to catch it. It pelts one fan in the crowd and drops him like a fly! Angel and Draco pretend not to see it and Betsy turns the other direction. Another one is fired off, and people in the fans are diving like it were Bond's HR ball! Robo-Betsy is ecstatic, turning all directions and baseballs are flying at rapid fire. Angel and Draco are looking into the stands, and every once in awhile they see a fan drop with a twisted scream of pain as a ball drills them in the face. Angel and Draco look at each other as they see security guards at ringside yelling at them. Draco - Okay, Betsy. Woah, woah there girl. I think they had enough. Draco takes the gun off Betsy and hands it to Angel, who starts to laugh at the sight of fans being carried out of the arena due to baseball trauma to the face. In short, their faces now look like their asses. Draco - God, we fucken rock. Angel - Hell yea. The stadium is in absolute hysteria, the fans cheering like crazy. A chant begins. "Make! Their! Face!...Like! Their! Ass!" Angel and Draco take a moment to look around the ring, when suddenly music hits over the P.A. system. It's Imperium's music, and suddenly the stadium goes from the MYFLLYA chant to a deafening roar of boos. Trent Steel and Plague come strutting down, each with a microphone in hand. Trent Steel - Now what the fuck is this!? The goddamn circus!? Last time I checked this business thrives on violence, not fucken fairies prancing around the ring throwing their cheap merch at the crowd! Draco - Well, look who it is. The Blackheart himself. Meanwhile, Angel is standing in the ring, a stare filled with hatred aimed at both Steel and Plague. Plague - Look at you two, you make me fucken sick. Angel...you left us for this? Angel - For what, Plague? Imperium is no more. It's nothing without me. Never was, never will be. Trent Steel - Say what you will, but-- Draco - You know what Steel! The fans erupt as Draco steps in and cuts Steel off. Steel is fuming with anger. Draco - This is MYFLLYA. We don't bullshit. You wanna talk shit? Power to you. But I'm willing to stand here right now, and bet every ounce of merch in these boxes that you can't back it up! Angel - Any time! Any place! Draco - You name the stips buddy. Trent Steel and Plague, vs. Team MYFLLYA. TAG TITLES ARE ON THE LINE! The crowd goes crazy, the foundations of the building start to shake. Angel - Oh, and Steel... Steel looks up, contemplating the challenge. Angel - Don't attack me again... Suddenly Angel whips out the bazooka, and starts firing baseballs at Steel and Plague. None of them are missing their marks, each ball is hitting flesh with a sickening thud! The crowd is going crazy as Angel continues to fire off the shots, Steel and Plague cringing and doubling over in pain. They are both screaming in anger but they can't approach the ring. They keep getting drilled with baseballs, red spots and cuts opening up all along their skin, until they are forced to scamper back up the ramp. At the top of the ramp, just out of the bazooka's reach, they turn and stare at the ring, holding their wounds, cursing everything. But it's all drowned out by the roar of the crowd, as Team MYFLLYA stands in the center of the ring, taking it all in. Falcoon - HA! Team MILF strikes again! Kissens - What did you just call them? Falcoon - ~mumbles~ mmilfyafafeecdc Kissens - Haha you forgot the name already! Burst - Pffftt! What a moron! Falcoon - Hey look! The Imperium is covered in balls! Just like Jackie! Burst - HA! Falcoon - That Angel and Draco.. Those are two WILD AND CRRRRR-AZZY DUDDDESSS! Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for a public display of aggression title match! Introducing first.. The challenger.. From Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada.... Rage! PA System - This is where it starts and in the final moments you will realize that your immortal soul will be demolished by your Rage. A mist forms on the entrance ramp and Last Resort is quietly heard on the sound system. As the mist clears you can see a figure standing on the ramp wearing tattered clothing his face can't be made out because of pure black hoody is covering it. He walks down the ring and ignores the hands that are being offered for a handsake or even a five; he gets to the ramp and stares at the steps and slowly raises his arms and removes the hood. The crowd sees a shaven head that is sagging to the ground and the figure proceeds to enter the ring. Once in the ring the music blares through the arena as the head raises up and a grin crosses the face of the now revealed Rage. Falcoon - I'd like to take this man seriously, but nobody tough has EVER come from Winnipeg! Missy Janson - His opponent.. He is the current OWF Public Display of Aggression champion.. From Alberta Canada... Seraph!! (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Seraph steps down from the turnbuckle and Rage takes him off guard with a running clothesline to the back of the head! Seraph falls frontwards against the turnbuckles, Rage twirls him around, but Seraph is ready to fight! Seraph punches him twice then throws him into the ropes. He sends Rage through the air with a back body drop! Seraph turns and drills Rage with a boot to the face. Falcoon - He's trying to field goal Rage's head! Seraph slides out of the ring, he reaches through the ropes and grabs Rage by the head and pulls him halfway out of the ring. Seraph backs up then runs towards Rage, driving his elbow into Rage's throat! Seraph pulls him the rest of the way out of the ring then reaches behind him for a chair, he folds it up and lays it ontop of Rage, then climbs onto the guard rail, he leaps off and lands both legs ontop of the chair that smashes the chair onto Rage's face! He quickly Rage up then hooks his arms... Oblivion! 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Here is your winner.... And STILL OWF Public Display of Aggression Champion.. Seraph! Seraph stands over Rage as the lights go out and Drain The Blood by The Distillers blares throughout the arena. Falcoon - Stupid fuckin Mexican power. Prolly run from a human hamster wheel. Burst - This is to weird to be the Mexican government... I hear no shotguns going off. The lights return, Seraph is already up the ramp with his title belt and Rage is laid out on the ground twitching. Along ringside I fan resembling Spaz is seen and the OWF fan grins to show that he isn't dead. He asks for a mic. Falcoon - What... the... Burst - Fuck? Falcoon - Took the words right of my mouth... The ghost of The Misfit is going to speak. Spaz - Everytime you think I do something really fucking crazy like killing myself I return. The truth is I never died, the casket was empty and I hid in Michigan and worked as a common person, something you fans no nothing about. But the thing with the hiding wasn't about fear... It was about annoyance and everybody knows who and what I'm talking about. Burst - We call this "Pulling a Dusty Fatal" in our buisness. Falcoon - Thank you Diamond Kid for taking that terrible career turn in order for us to have a fake death reference! Spaz - That "Rage" is a fake and when Caine told me about that piece of garbage pretending to be my dead brother I had to come back and make things right... Sarah, that man is a liar and isn't who says he is, I will fill you in if you give me a moment of your time after I'm done... Caine knows what happened and has known all this time. Sarah confused follows Spaz to the back looking back at the ring every so often. The fake Rage is still on the ground as the EMT's rush to help him. Falcoon - The real Spaz has returned! Burst - Yay? "Deity" by Dir En Gray starts to play as the fans start to boo with the song synonymous with Trent Steel. He walks out wearing his ring attire carrying a mic. Trent Steel - Cut the music...I got something important to say. Falcoon - What that you got your ass beat at Bloodbath! That all your plans got shattered when Angel left you high and dry! Burst - That he's getting that sex change operation I heard about! Falcoon - ... Burst - What it was on Wrestlerumor...it has to be true! Trent gets into the ring as the lights dim down. The fans start booing and saying "Steel sucks! Steel sucks!" Trent Steel -...SHUT THE FUCKING HELL UP YOU COCKSUCKING LITTLE BITCHES!! Falcoon - Whoa! Uncalled for much. Burst - He's pissed off. Trent Steel - I just got off the phone with the hospital. I hate to be the harbinger of bad news fuckers...but Jesse Williams just died! Silence. Falcoon - Oh my god. Burst - Shit... Trent Steel - I thought that would shut up you little shitheads. All you care about is booing me when a man just died. You people never think do you! DO YOU! I come out here and all you people think is that I'm going to talk about myself or something with my match at Bloodbath. You people make me fucking sick. At Bloodbath we witnessed a man give it all. I saw it fit to give that man tribute tonight. I told the doctors to call anyone of us if anything happened. I guess everyone else was to busy. They called me last. Jesse...fuck man. Trent removes his shades. Falcoon - Trent Steel seems really broken up about Williams. Burst - It wasn't his fault! It was Angel's Trent Steel - I didn't always get along well with ya man. I was always trying to do the best I could. We were friends outside of the ring Jesee. A lot of people don't know this but you were one of my dearest friends in this industry. Back in ASW we ran wild together. Destroying everything in our path. EVERY FUCKING THING! I know you were always a risk taker. I knew you were going to kick it up a notch with Angel. Fucking Angel. MURDERER!! Falcoon - Hold up! Angel didn't kill Jesse Williams! I am so sick of hearing that! Burst - Shut up Falc... Kissens - Look at the bruises from the baseballs! Ow! On the OWF tron we start seeing highlights of Jesse Williams career. Trent Steel - I'll get you for this you bastard. You took away one of the greats in this industry all for a stupid insignificant little title. You weak willed little bastard. We cut to backstage where we see Aph, Draco, and Angel watching this. Angel - Wish the fucker would have died now. Draco - No you don't. Angel gets up and starts heading to the ringside area. Draco and Aph follow. Trent Steel - I just got one more thing to say Jesse... The tron suddenly shifts to when The Imperium betrayed Jesse and it freezes on Trent Steel beating on him. Trent Steel pulls out a bottle of Juvi Juice. Trent Steel - ALL I DO THIS JUVI'S FOR YOU!!! The fans start booing loudly. Suddenly from underneath the ring comes out Plague dressed as Jesse Williams wearing a sumbero. Plague - ODE LAY!!! Falcoon - These sick fuckers. How... Man. Burst - ...It is kinda funny. The two Imperium members start laughing in the ring as the mexician hat dance starts playing.Plauge puts down the hat and both of them start dancing as Angel, Draco, and Aph get to the top of the ring entrance. Draco is on the phone. He shakes his head as Angel hodls up a mic. Angel - Hey fuckheads! Trent Steel - Ahhh sounds like the party crashers have arrived. Hey guys...want some JUVI! Draco - I regret to inform you.. Jesse Williams is IN FACT still alive. Where do you get off coming out here and telling everyone Angel is a murderer? Trent Steel - Hey I didn't throw him off a tower did I? Angel - ... Trent Steel - Calm the fuck down. It's a joke...and you all fell for it! The fans start throwing stuff into the ring. Draco and Angel start making their way down the ramp. Plague - HOLD UP! The tag team champions stop midramp. Trent Steel - In all seriousness I honestly thought you guys would appreciate a little humor. I mean Ryan after all you always said I need to smile more. Oh by the way that reminds me...Allow me to intrroduce...our new members! The lights flicker as we see two figures behind Aph. It's Kaige and Alexis. They're both carrying chairs and double chair shot Jordan. Draco and Angel turn just as Plague leaps off of the ropes and crashlands on both of them. Trent reaches into his trenchcoat and pulls out The Reaper. Falcoon - KAIGE AND ALEXIS HAVE JOINED THE IMPERIUM! Burst - I don't care! Kissens - Great set up! A little payback from The Imperium! Trent Steel - I think it's time to give you all a good lashing! Falcoon - That sadistic son of a bitch is going to redo what he did at Bloodbath to Draco, Angel, and Aphrodisia. "Scream" by Billy Idol starts to play as Dude JoB runs down the ramp and hits Kaige in the face with a sledgehammer. Jordan and Cage start duking it out. DJ runs down and slams Plauge in the face with the sledgehammer as Angel and Draco start to get up. DJ gets into the ring just as Steel lets loose "The Reaper" and slams the barbwire chain whip into DJ's face. Trent takes this cue to run to the ropes and go high flying. Falcoon - Steel just went high flying? Burst - What the hell? Steel missle dropkicks Draco in the chest and then lowblows Angel as Plague gets back up. They charge Jordan and knock her down. The Imperium stands at the top of the entrance ramp as the other four members of the OWF locker room are down on the ground. Angel is the first to get up as Draco glares at Steel. Steel smirks. Trent Steel - No place to run...No place to hide...The Imperium Age....has now arised yet again! DJ is bleeding from his right eye. He can't see. Draco helps up Aphrodisia as Angel checks on DJ. The Imperium members hightail it out of the arena as The Imperium video starts to play and the camera's fade.
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