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Tony Star and Brett Lukas were released from their contracts. Or did they die? Who knows? All's I's Know is they sucked like two suckers. Now I'm sure I am gonna hear rumors about them on the hotline. Crap. I shoulda just stuck to the first sentence. Meh.... Oh well.
Trent Steel is outside of the OWF Arena before the show even begins. Trent Steel - They say we will never amount to anything. They say we shall never do anything of greatness...they say we are not made of sterner stuff. Tonight I have the night off. Tonight. I watch. Tonight I wait. Tonight...Let loose my people upon the masses. Trent turns and we see hundreds of kids wearing the black hoodies and black oakleys with red lenses. All silent. All in rows. Trent holds his arm up. Trent Steel - Let's party! FUN TIME!!! Trent lets down his arm and starts walking. The Cult of Steel follows marching order as we cut to the opening theme.
This is a new generation.. A new breed of talent... Whispers fill your ears as the intro to music begins to play. They fade as the singing begins. If you feel... So empty.. So used up.. So
Let Down.. If you feel so angry.. So ripped off.. So
stepped on.. Your not the.. Only one. Clips of the new breed of OWF as well as old footage passes over your screen as "Riot" by 3 Days Grace plays in the background. The opening segment of Addiction grabs your attention and the theme itself becomes addicting.
The OWF video package fades away as we travel into the continental airlines arena. We flash around the crowd as the atmosphere bottoms out while the fans jam to "Riot" by Three Days Grace. We instantly cut to the commentary table where Jackie Kissens, Gordie Falcoon, and Nick Burst stand by. Falcoon - Ahooo!! Kissens - Argh! Falcoon - What the hell was that? Kissens - My catch phrase. Falcoon - You don't have a catch phrase! Burst - Argh isn't even a word! Kissens - Argh! Falcoon - Butt Pirate! Kissens - Shiver me timbers! Falcoon - No thanks.. Last time I spent my Tuesday morning in the clinic. Burst - HA! It's funny cuz it's true! We see a black limo pull up to the arena. Out of it comes.. Dude JoB? He's wearing a black suit, with a white shirt with a ruffled collar. A black skull pendant around his neck. Long black gloves cover his fingertips as a black rose is shown in his breast pocket of the jacket. His long blonde hair styled in a very anime yet evil look to it. His eyes covered by black shades but we see the eye liner makeup around his eyes. He walks into the arena through the dressing room area. A attendant is carrying his gymbag full of his gear. He passes one of his allies in the hallway. "The Hellacious One" Draco. Draco - What the fu..DJ! Hey DJ! He doesn't stop but keeps on walking with a purpose. Suddenly he stops. So does Draco. He see's Seraph and James Caine standing in the hallway. Draco - Hey man...they're going to get their dues man. DJ -...not like you expect. Draco - What's wrong with you man? I haven't seen you like this. DJ - Perhaps you don't know everything about me. Seraph - Well look it's the chil... DJ - I would really really reconsider your next statement you ignorant buffoon. Seraph - Oh big talk coming from a... DJ gets right into Seraph's face. DJ - A WHAT! A FREAK! You have no idea! No worries I figured you out you chicken shit. As I stated. You're a coward. You're a attention whore. Seraph -... DJ - Get in my face once more you peasant. I will show you exactly why you are out of your league. Seraph - I've beaten you before...I can do it again. DJ - Yes you can beat me. You just can't finish the job. You see I'm not out to beat you in a match. He sidesteps Seraph and walks past Caine. DJ - I am here to end you...and I will finish that job quite well. We cut back to ringside. PA System - At the bottom of a swimming pool, I think I found a clue. I know, that I'm getting CLOSER.. Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for an elimination fatal fourway! On her way to the ring.. From Cameron, North Carolina.. Z! 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. Falcoon - A fatal fourway for WoW contension! Kissens - The winner of this will face Alexis Cage for her WoW title in the next week or so! Burst - God I'm wasted! Falcoon - Good for you pal! 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. Falcoon - To correct Jackie, the winner of this match will face the winner of Alexis Cage Vs Anastasia this Thursday at Power Hour Mutiny! Kissens - ARGH! That's what I said matey! Falcoon - Enough with the pirate crap already! Burst - Blow me boots! ARGH! Falcoon - ??? Kissens - That made.. no sense! 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.... Missy Janson - Introducing next.. Also from Cameron North Carolina... Kimberly Evans! 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. 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. Missy Janson - Introducing next... From Vancouver, British Columbia Canada... Medea Jane McTierney! Bleed It Out by Linkin Park hits over the PA System as Medea Jane McTierney makes her way to the ring. Falcoon - Medea is part of the OWF/WoW development system and has really made an impact in the last two weeks on Addiction! Kissens - What she did last was butt her nose into Alexis Cage's business! Burst - You.. You... You gotta watch that. Falcoon - Hey buddy.. How about you take a break. Maybe.. Maybe a little nap or something? Missy Janson - And finally... From California Louisiana... Chase Roberts! CHASE ROBERTS "The Phoenix is gone and only I remain" "Godspeed" by Anberlin shatters through the PA system as the house lights fade. THEY LIED WHEN THEY SAID THE GOOD DIE YOUNG Burning down bridges now (scatter the
ashes) The lights focused on the entrance fade back up as a figure steps out from the darkness into the light. It is the one and only Chase Roberts. Her eyes scan the crowd impassively as a ripped Black Phoenix mask hangs from her fingers. HEY HEY! Strobe lights hit her face in time with the music. Her dark brown long hair frames her face as she smiles confidently. She lifts the mask in the air. Kill yourself slowly over time, fashion
statement suicide The song slams into the chorus as Chase throws her mask to the ground in front of her, flames shooting up around her. The flames rage around her for a moment as she looks to the sky and raises her arms to the heavens. THEY LIED WHEN THEY SAID THE GOOD DIE YOUNG! The flames die down as Chase pounds her fist against her chest twice, before stepping out of the circle of flame. WOAH-OH-OH-OH Chase starts towards the ring, her eyes focused on her opponent and ignoring fans around her. Tight black pants enclose her long legs and a simple black wife beater shows off her muscle tone and strength. THEY LIED WHEN THEY SAID THE GOOD DIE
YOUNG! As she reaches the ring a sardonic smile appears on her face as she points to her eyes then at her opponent. She slides into the ring like a predatory and sits on the turnbuckle with a look of complete disgust on her face for her opponent. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Medea grabs Z by the arm and whips her into the ropes, Chase does the same with Evans, but uses the other two sides of the ring. Z and Evans crash into each other in the center, like a set of cross hairs they collide and drop to the mat, holding their shoulders. Medea quickly climbs the turnbuckle and looks out into the crowd.. She leaps off.. Fall from Grace on Z! Chase has Evans against the turnbuckle... She grabs Evans around the head and dives forward with her, catching Evan's forehead in a bull dog on her knee! Falcoon - A fall from grace and a Legacy Falling! Two finishers 30 seconds into the match! Medae and Chase pin each girl at the same time.. The ref drops down and counts... 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Kimberly Evans and Z have been eliminated! Medea and Chase are on their feet at the same time.. Medea grabs her by the arm and whips her into the ropes, Chase bounces off and leaps into the air, she catches Medea's head between her feet then twirls her across the ring in a flying head scissors! Medea is shaken up a bit as she climbs back to her feet, Chase runs towards her and leaps into the air once again, Medea catches her in mid air and delivers a blazingly fast power bomb with force! She holds Chase's legs over her head in the pin... 1...2... Chase kicks out! Falcoon - These two are so fast! I can't even keep up! Kissens - It's because you SUCK at play by play! Medea shoots herself off the ropes and nails Chase in the side of the head with a quick sliding drop kick! Medea quickly gets back to her feet and lifts Chase up by the hair.. Chase suddenly grabs Medea around the waist, lifting her feet off the ground, she runs with Medea until she smashes her back first into the turnbuckle! Chase follows up with a quick shoulder to the gut then does a back flip and follows it up with a hard clothesline! Chase lifts her up onto the second turnbuckle then grabs her head! Falcoon - Chase is about to finish this with Legacy Falling! Before she can set the move into play, Medea pushes her away then leaps off the turnbuckle, she lands on Chase's shoulders in a reverse electric chair position. Medea suddenly turns herself around to Chase's front side then hurricanronna's her into a pin!... 1...2... Chase kicks out! Kissens - Counter after counter! You'd think these two have been wrestling each other for years! Both women take a short breather on the mat, Medea pulls herself up first and lifts up Chase.. She slings Chase into the ropes once again, Chase rebounds off and slides right under Medea's legs! Medea spins around, Chase leaps to her feet and round house kicks Medea right on the side of the head! You can hear the clapping sound upon contact, Medea instantly falls to the mat. Falcoon - Good friggin night! Chase hooks her leg.. 1...2... Medea kicks out! Chase quickly pulls her back up, she irish whips Medea then about three steps into it she kicks Medea's legs out from under her! She crashes into the ropes, her upper body draping over the middle rope. Chase grabs her legs and lifts her up so she's even with her upper body, she bends Medea's legs up to where her feet are nearly touching the back of her head! She hooks Medea's feet on the top rope so that she's stuck in a rolley polley position on the ropes, her stomach is full exposed.. Falcoon - I have never seen that happen to ANYONE! Kissens - Pretty flexible huh! Falcoon - God that's gotta hurt! Chase backs up then delivers a snap kick to Medea's stomach! She screams as the ref tries to get her out of the ropes... Chase delivers another quick snap kick and the ref gives his final warning! Chase backs up and the referee tries to unhook Medea. Out of the corner of the screen you see Chase climbing the turnbuckle.. She leaps off towards the outside of the ring and catches Medea's upper body in a leg drop! The referee quickly calls for the bell! Missy Janson - As a result of a disqualification.. The winner of this match... Medea Jane McTierney! Kissens - He can't DQ her for that! This is the OWF! They don't do that here! Falcoon - He did! Kissens - Bull shit! That was horse fucking shit! Falcoon - Take it up with the ref not me! Medea falls to the mat, holding her throat and stomach as Chase smirks and backtracks up the ramp. Kissens - That's the face of the future right there! The shot moves to the backstage area where Draco is seen leaning against a wall sipping on some water. He looks upwards putting his finger to his ear to listen to the roar of the fans from the arena. He nods to himself taking another sip on his water. Draco - Oh. They love me. James Caine - Yeah, they are going to love watching you get destroyed. Draco sighs looking over to the side where James Caine and Seraph are standing shoulder to shoulder glaring at Draco. Draco puts the cap back on his water with a rather unamused look on his face. Seraph - Did you.. Draco - Enjoy the ass kicking last week? Yeah, yeah, yeah. Let's not get you started. The fans want entertainment. Not to fall asleep on those oh so comfortable chairs. James Caine - Stop with that holier than thou attitude, you arrogant pompous ass. Draco - Are you reading from a cue card, Caine? Did your "special friend", Seraph, over here write that line for you. I mean, damn, it makes sense and has two eight letter words. James Caine is obviously upset with Draco's rebuttal. He takes a step forward and Draco holds his hands up waving them back and forth. Draco - Woah! Hold it! Stop! James Caine - Just what I thought. Scared like a little bitch. Draco - Not you, dumbass. Him! Seraph points to himself with a shrug of the shoulders. Draco nods and Seraph brushes it off. It must be a trick from the residential Loki of OWF. Draco - Now I know you want to kick my ass. Probably throw me through a door and leave me a bloody mess, right? Seraph - Am I that transparent that you can see. Draco - Yeah, we get it! Jesus fuckin' Christ tap dancing on a goddamn trisket! You want to fight me, you might want to watch behind you. Seraph laughs and takes another step towards Draco. James Caine started to crack his knuckles and advance on the Tag Team Champion. Seraph - Shit like that isn't going to.. Out of no where Dude JoB comes from behind Seraph with a vicious tackle. Draco sidesteps as Dude Job slams Seraph into a door and through it. Draco nods a bit hearing thud after thud coming from the room. Draco - No one ever listens. I'm the good guy. I give the good advice. Draco opens his water taking a sip as he walks away. James Caine grabs Draco and spins him around. Draco sighs and shakes his head. Draco - Seriously, again? James Caine - No more talking out of this. James Caine rears back to throw a hard punch at Draco. Draco reaches behind him grabbing a water bottle and holds it up in front of him. James Caine stops and grabs the water throwing it down. James Caine - I said stop! Draco - Ok, fine. One last thing. Look out behind you. Weary of what happened earlier James Caine looks behind him and finds nothing. His foot slips on the slick floor that is covered in the water that he threw down. James Caine lays there as Draco takes a sip on his water. Draco walks away leaving James Caine rambling rather incoherently. Draco - Jeez, all I wanted was the guy to be hydrated so he couldn't complain about the loss. No respect now adays. We cut back to the commentary table. Falcoon - What a guy that Draco is! Kissens - Your tellin me!! Falcoon - Wait what.... Burst - Godddd this is the longest show evvvverr.... When's it gonna end? Kissens - Try comin to work sober then talk to me about how boring this is! Falcoon - So this past week several OWF daredevils were released from their contracts in the best interest of the OWF. Most of these wrestlers were within their 90 day agreement and didn't live up to the standards here in OWF! Kissens - Standards? Pffft! With people like James Dunn on the roster, you are gonna say OWF has high stanards? Falcoon - Yes. Kissens - ... Yes? Just yes? That's it? What fun are you? Falcoon - Oh. Burst - HA! That woman isn't wearing a bra! Falcoon - Will you just goooo home!? Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a network title contension street fight! Introducing first.. From Seattle Washington... The Misfit.. Spaz! The lights go out and the opening cords to Drain the Blood(The Distillers) blares over the PA. They lights come on dim and the silouette of a figure stands on the stage. The figure turns his head and reveals himself to be "The Misfit" Spaz. The lights come back on fully and the crowd begins to roar. Spaz is wearing his leather jacket with a Misfits sweater, and his hair in Liberty Spikes as he makes his way to the ring. Fire pyro begins to engulf the stage and Spaz walks through the fire till he gets to the ring. He walks up the steps and gets into the ring via the middle rope. Missy Janson - His opponent... Charles Velmont! His theme hits as he walks to the ring. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The bell rings signifying the beginning of this street fight. Spaz runs at Velmont and tries to take his head off with a clothesline. Velmont ducks and Spaz goes with his momentum. Velmont waits for Spaz to run back at him. Spaz does. Velmont goes for a clothesline of his own. Spaz ducks. Spaz trips?! Falcoon - Have a nice TRIP!? See ya next f... Burst - SHUT ... UP! Falcoon - FALL! HAHA! Velmont had his leg out and tripped the former PDA champion. Spaz’s head bounces off the mat and Velmont picks Spaz up. He grabs his head and slams him down into a spike DDT. Velmont doesn’t let go. He lifts Spaz up once more. Spaz staggers still having his head gripped by Velmont. Velmont hoists Spaz up for a stall suplex. Holds 'The Misfit' there as the crowd cheers on the display of strength. Velmont falls backwards letting Spaz land on the ring ropes, bounce, and land awkwardly on the outside of the ring. Falcoon - I dunno if that's ring rust... or mental retardation? Kissens - Zaaaa! Spaz lays outside the ring crawling towards the ring. His hands are touching the ring apron. He tries to force himself up, but Velmont has had enough. He ducks through the ropes to grab Spaz and haul him. Velmont grabs Spaz head. Spaz springs to life and cracks Velmont in the face with a wrench. Velmont falls forward out of the ring and lands in a heap to the outside. Spaz drops to one knee holding his back in pain from the catapulting suplex to the outside earlier. Velmont gets up, but Spaz is waiting for him with wrench in hand. Velmont ducks a shot to the face with the wrench. Spaz hits the ring steps and drops the wrench feeling the vibration in his hands. Velmont slams a forearm into Spaz’s back. Spaz doubles over the ring steps. Velmont hits Spaz again, and again. One more time. Spaz arches his back in pain as Velmont disappears on the other side of the steps. Velmont rushes and drives a big boot into Spaz’s face. Kissens - Ohh that's ugly! Spaz gets pulled to his feet and Velmont throws him against the announcer’s table. He signals that he is going to end it here. Velmont goes to grab Spaz, but 'The Misfit' turns the tables on Velmont. He spins throwing Velmont into the announcer’s table and starts laying into him with all he has. Velmont blocks a shot, but Spaz bites his blocking arm, then punches him in the face. Velmont is daze! Spaz gives him another shot and throws him on the announcer’s table. Falcoon - Get outta here with that shit! Kissens - Ewww they smell funny! Spaz goes to get into the ring, but Velmont starts to sit up. Spaz picks up the wrench and runs at Velmont. Spaz levels Velmont with a sickening crunch of the wrench. Looking for a more satisfying crunch? Snickers doesn’t shit on that shot. Velmont falls down practically out of it. His face busted open and leaking like a stuck pig. Spaz gets back into the ring and climbs the top turnbuckle. The flashes of the camera go off as he points down to Velmont. The fans boo 'The Misfit', but he doesn’t care. He flicks them off and then leaps into the air hitting a corkscrew swanton, or his patented Spazism, on Velmont through the table. Spaz lays on top of Velmont for the cover. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Here is your winner... Spaz! Falcoon - Spaz quickly climbing his way back to the top, even with his career ending suicide angle! Kissens - Pffffftttt!!! Hahaha! The feed cuts to the back where OWF reporter Sum Yung Ho is standing by with Alexis Cage, who has the WoW title draped over her shoulder. Sum Yung Ho - Alexis this Thursday there is no more running, no more hiding.. You WILL face AnaStasia at Power Hour: Mutiny in a 9 stages of hell match! Alexis Cage - Listen here you little smart mouth bitch! I don't need you, Mrs. Morningrod, or anyone else to tell me what's going down at Power Hour! Not only am I going to show up and retain my title.. But I plan to embaress Anastasia sooo bad that she'll never wanna show her face around here again! Sum Yung Ho - What's your plan? Alexis Cage - Oh you'll see! No way I'm gonna ruin the surprise! Sum Yung Ho - Who's your partner for the tag match stage? Alexis Cage - I... Well I... You see.... Sum Yung Ho - You don't have a partner yet?! Alexis Cage - I'm workin on it! Shit! Cut me some fucking slack will ya? Sum Yung Ho - The match is in 3 days! You have to have a partner confirmed tonight! Alexis stops and looks to the ground stroking her chin with her thumbs and trigger fingers. She suddenly grabs Sum Yung Ho by the face pushes her backwards sending her through the set and tumbling to the ground. Alexis Cage - You don't fucking worry about what I do! You just worry about watching your fucking mouth around talent like me! Alexis turns around and snaps to attention as she meets Anastasia face to face. You can hear the breathing get heavy as they stare into each other's eyes. Alexis smirks and giggles as she speaks. Alexis Cage - ..Well... if it isn't flat face! See what happen's when you try to jump straight into the big leagues? AnaStasia - Don't worry about me Alexis.. You just worry about growing eyes in the back of your head. Alexis Cage - OH! I'm soo scared! I'll give you a tip.. youngster.. Head down to gimmick land and buy yourself some insta-intimidation. Better make it two bottles because bitch!... Nobodies scared of you! Alexis turns her back to Ana who reaches out to grab her.. From behind in a rush, Trent Steel grabs Anastasia by the hair and sends her face first into the steel set! He reaches to his side and pulls out a brick hammer and grins. Security quickly rushes on the scene and retain Steel as he and Alexis back away, laughing hysterically. Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for a triple threat "FTW" Fire, Tacks, and Wire match for the OWF Network title! Introducing first.... 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. Falcoon - Fire, Tacks, and Wire! A somewhat rare match type created by the OWF. It's something I'm sure the fans in Japan appreciate through the month of October as we make our way to Asia for the first time ever! Kissens - Alot of these daredevils in the OWF have competed in Japan at least once in their career, I personally have never been! Falcoon - Oh I can't wait to slide into some of that HOT HOT slanted va... Kissens - STOP! Burst - VAGINA! YA! Falcoon - AHOOOOO! Missy Janson - Introducing next... From Love Valley, California... Dude Job! "OWF Presents" DUDE JOB "Scream" by Billy Idol starts to play as tye dye smoke shoots up from the entrance way as Dude JoB emerges from the smoke. His eyes focused but his mouth keeping a psychotic smirk on it. The fans boo or cheer for him, and he does care but he doesn't show it. He gets halfway down the rampway before he produces a tye dye bandana and wraps it around his head to keep the hair out of his eyes. He then walks down to the ring and leaps in, he poses for the crowd for a moment before signaling to the referee that he is ready to begin. Missy Janson - AND finally.. He is the OWF Network Champion.. Ali Khadafi! A Perfect Circle by The Noose hits, Ali holds the Network title over his head and the fans begin to boo him on his way to the ring. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Before the bell rings all three men meet in the center of the ring. Ali is throwing punches. Paranoia is throwing punches. Dude Job is throwing punches. Each hitting the man closest. Each man connecting. Ali ducks a punch from Paranoia and slams a knee into his gut. Paranoia goes down gasping for air. Dude Job runs over Ali with a clothesline. Ali gets back up and Dude Job throws another clothesline. Ali ducks. He throws a knee, but Job blocks with his knee. Ali throws another punch. Job blocks. Job throws a head but. Ali goes down clutching his face. Falcoon - What the hell is with Dude Job tonight? Kissens - I dunno, but I like it! It's the kinda attitude that makes a girl cream in her panties! Falcoon - Ewwww! That's.. EWW! It's not even sexy at all! Don't say stuff like that. Creep. Paranoia gets back up, but now for long. Dude JoB throws Paranoia into the ring ropes. He runs after him and as soon as the barbed wire ropes contact his skin, Job throws a spear into Paranoia letting the metal tear into his skin more. Paranoia drops to the mat with his back covered in blood. Ali Khadafi is up and dives at Job knocking him out of the ring. Ali starts laying the boots into Paranoia. Falcoon - Nothing like eating leather! Kissens - Ewwww! Falcoon - Wait! I didn't mean it like THAT! Ali pulls up Paranoia and throws him into the corner chest first. Ali grabs Paranoia and starts slamming his face repeatedly into the turnbuckle. Again and again. The crowd chants along seeing Paranoia start to gush blood from his face. Crowd - One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight–OH! Dude JoB is back in the ring and with a chair. He slams it across Ali’s back. Ali turns around seeing what is going on as he arches his back in pain. BAM! Another to the face. Ali drops like a sack of bricks. Paranoia stumbles backwards bleeding from the face and the back. Dude JoB puts the chair set up in the center of the ring. He grabs Paranoia and drags him over to the chair hoisting him up in a stall suplex. He then drops him down head first onto the chair. Falcoon - That's comin outta both of their paychecks! Dude Job doesn’t make the cover. He instead picks up Paranoia and the dented and bloody chair. He slams it against Paranoia’s face and watches him drop. Job has a sadistic look on his face as he watches Ali stand up. He tosses the chair to the Network Champion. Ali catches it and Job runs at him headbutting the chair right into Ali’s face. Ali drops with the chair on his face. Dude JoB climbs the ropes and points down to Ali. Then, jumps off hitting a double stomp to the chair covering Ali’s face. Kissens - Oww Shit! Falcoon - This is fire, tacks, and wire! Not chairs and more chairs! Kissens - Shut up and watch the match! The fans cheer on Dude JoB as he waits for one of his opponents to rise to their feet. They are loving the carnage. Ali and Paranoia get up at the same time. Dude Job runs and catches Paranoia with a clothes line. Ali catches Dude Job’s kick to the gut. He throws it down and elbows him to the face. Dude Job backs up and regains himself. Daring Khadafi to do it again. Ali flips Dude JoB the bird and rushes at him driving another elbow to the face. Dude JoB staggers back again, but only a step. His nose is bleeding, but he tells Ali to try again. Khadafi rushes again trying to knock the madman down. Dude JoB takes another shot and doesn’t budge this time. Blood splatters and Khadafi is heard swearing. Dude JoB slams a foot into Khadafi’s gut. Khadafi doubles over and Job grabs him by the pants and hair. Throwing him face first into the turnbuckle. Falcoon - Nick! You're drooling on my script man! Move over! Kissens - Nick's out cold! Ew that is drool! Paranoia is up and has crawled to the outside. He is grabbing a table and a roll of barbed wire that is under the ring. He slides them both in while Dude JoB is busy throwing the Network Champion into the turnbuckle. Paranoia gets into the ring slowly setting up his table. JoB turns and sees Paranoia and gives Khadafi a swift kick before turning on Paranoia. Paranoia throws the roll of barbed wire at Dude JoB. JoB takes the shot like it was a paper airplane. He picks up the roll and points to Paranoia. He gets it thrown right back at him. A pitch that would make Ben Sheets proud. Paranoia slumps against the ropes with the roll of barbed wire clinging to his shirt. Falcoon - This is about to be a bloody mess! Dude JoB walks over to the dazed Paranoia and lays into him with rights and lefts. Paranoia falls forward and Dude JoB catches him slamming down into a power slam. Paranoia arches his back, but he has little time to react as JoB drags him back to his feet. Throwing him on the table that Paranoia had set up. Dude JoB starts to wrap the table and Paranoia in the roll of barbed wire. Ali is up and makes a move onto Dude JoB. JoB stops the wrapping of the fan’s gift (i.r. Paranoia in barbed wire on the table) and snap mares Khadafi onto the table. The wood bows, but doesn’t break. JoB starts throwing punch after punch into Ali’s face until he stops struggling. Then he starts to wrap him onto the table with the barbed wire as well. The roll is soon done and Dude JoB ascends to the top. The fans are cheering him on. Eating up all the violence. Crowd - LET’S GO JOB [clap clap clap] LET’S GO JOB [clap clap clap] LET’S GO JOB [clap clap clap] JoB doesn’t acknowledge the fans as he looks down in the table wrapped in barbed wire containing both his opponents. He leaps off spinning backwards in a shooting star, but then spins his body to hit a swanton bomb. He comes crashing down on Ali Khadafi and Paranoia through the barbed wire wrapped table. Job makes the cover on both his opponents. 1...2....3! Missy Janson - Here is your winner and NEWWWW OWF Network Champion.... Dude.. Job! Falcoon - He just won the match why is he screaming like that! Kissens - I don't know but damn the new look is awesome. DJ - ARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! DJ calls for a mic. DJ - Let terror reign! Let the darkness of the world be let loose my dogs of war! The fans are dead silent. Even Trent Steel in the stands leans forward. DJ - This title marks the beginning of the return of My Empire! The King has Risen! The King of The Empire...has returned. Pray to me for I will answer your prayers instead of God! Falcoon - He's insane! Kissens - He's hot. DJ - SERAPH!!!! You're a dead man! And you... DJ points right at Trent Steel who stands up. DJ - You get in my fucking way I swear to God I will make you pay for every fucking crime you have ever committed you bastard! You wanna play mindgames with Ryan that's fucking fine. Seraph is mine! You get in my way or do anything...ANYTHING STEEL!! I will show you just what a real son of a bitch is! DJ points to the back! DJ - Play my Imperial Theme! "Cry Little Sister" by Sisters of Mercy starts to play. DJ walks up the ramp holding up his Network Title like it's the most important thing in the world. Trent Steel smirks as he sits back down with his fans and cracks open another bottle of Jack Daniels. Falcoon - New Network champion! Burst - Horr- BLAHHHHH! Falcoon - Ah what the FUCK! That was my shoe!
We cut backstage to the locker room. Aphrodisia is sitting down on the sofa lacing up her boots. Jeff Thomas - I know that our match begins in a few moments, but I want to remind you that I harbor no malice toward you, and I'm looking forward to facing someone as skilled and popular as you. Let's keep it clean, okay? Thomas extends his hand towards Aphrodisia. She looks him up and down and grins. She holds out the belt to him, nodding her head. He reaches out for the belt, but she drops it, never taking hey eyes off him as his expressions change. Aphrodisia Jordan - I don't play clean, petit crapaud. Jeff Thomas - Whatever. He walks out of the locker room, his smirk changed to a look of disgust. Falcoon - What a bitch she can be! It's still sexy tho... Kissens - You're a sad little man. Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for a Public Display of Aggression title match! PA System - I'm a misplaced man Missy Janson - Introducing first.. The challenger.. From Nashville, TN... The Voice of Reason... Jeff Thomas! "Misplaced" by Sonata Arctica plays from this point as the Voice of Reason, Jeff Thomas makes his way from the back amidst the jeering boos from the crowd. He yells at them "I'm doing this for you!" as he walks up the ring steps into the ring with no expression on his face. He smugly looks at the crowd as he leans back in his corner to begin the match. Missy Janson - And his opponent.. She is the CURRENT OWF Public Display of Aggression Champion... A hometown girl! From Salem, New Jersey... Aphrodisia.... Jordan! The lights go out, plummeting the entire arena into darkness. For a few moments, there is nothing but the soft sounds of the crowds rumbling with anticipation. A low, raspy voice speaks: PA System - From now on, we are enemies… you and I. The speakers explode in the hauntingly melodic tune of “Warheart” by Children of Bodom. Images begin to pulse upon the OWFTron in time to the base beat of a pale woman’s body parts. Her hand, clutching a cigarette, black nails long and seemingly lethal. Her shoulder, marred by deep and ragged scars. I'm an outcast on the path of rebound Her naked back, littered with a bullet marks, cuts and whip marks that slice through the tattoos on her skin. Her right eye, deep blue orb piercing through the darkness, seeming to glow, accented by two, black lines cut into her skin from the middle of her forehead to below her cheek bone. The image of the woman’s scarred eye begins to pan out, exposing the other, the barbell through the bridge of her nose. Her straight, black hair hangs around her face as it pans out further, exposing her nose, the ring through her septum. Her lips drawn back into a wicked smile that hints of things to come, the three rings glimmering devilishly. Warheart! No remains from compassion or
love The images continues to pan out, exposing the rest of Aphrodisia Jordan’s body, wrapped in tight, black latex dress that goes from her breasts to her thighs. Her lips part, teeth glinting sharply as she seems to growl at the camera. The image disappears, sending the video screen into darkness. Smoke billows up from the stage, a solitary, red spotlight illuminating through it. The feminine silhouette steps out of the shadows, outlined by the single red light. Aphrodisia breaks through the wall of smoke, purple and white fireworks erupting from around the video screen and stage, the crowds erupting in thunderous cheers. Her face is lacking her piercings, but the haunting lines through her eyes are enough to make-up for it. Upon the screen, images of past triumphs, injuries and death-defying moves play across the screen. Warheart! No remains from compassion or
love Her body is clad in a pair of baggy, black jeans that remain upon her shapely hips by a studded belt with a Jolly Roger belt-buckle. Her feet are adorned with heavy combat boots with skull laces, her abdomen covered with a black wife-beater. She begins to move down the ramp as the music enters its reprieve. I'm an outcast on the path of rebound She slides into the ring beneath the bottom rope, that sadistic grin still plastered on her face. Blue eyes scan the arena as she moves to her feet and then her corner, pacing like a caged animal. Warheart! I'm the warheart, Falcoon - Aph with the huge advantage, they like Jeff Thomas, but the crowd is behind the home-towner PDA champion... Aphrodisia! (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The bell rings and Aphrodisia Jordan leans in the corner looking rather cocky as Jeff Thomas stands ready. Aphrodisia slowly pushes out from the corner and her demeanor changes. Thomas continues to watch, waiting in a defensive stance. Aphrodisia gets tired of waiting and moves at Thomas. She goes for a jumping knee strike. Thomas moves to the side slapping the knee away. Aphrodisia lands and pivots going for a spinning heel kick. Thomas catches her heel and throws her to the side. Aphrodisia lands on all fours with a smirk looking up at Thomas. Falcoon - HHOT! Just the position I like her! Thomas goes to plant a put in Jordan’s gut, but she easily smacks it away. Thomas throws a right hook. Aphrodisia blocks. Aphrodisia throws a punch. Thomas blocks. Thomas holds on. He hooks her head hoisting her up for a suplex. Aphrodisia flips out of it. She flips backwards looking for a pele kick. Thomas quickly rolls to the side. Aphrodisia rushes at him and jumps looking for a Lou Thesz press. Thomas ducks out of the way. Aphrodisia lands on the corner. She flips backwards this time hitting the pele kick straight on top of Thomas’ head. Thomas looks daze and Aphrodisia picks him up by the hair. Thomas throws his hands up and breaks the hold. A knee to the gut doubles over Aphrodisia. Thomas bounces off the ropes and flips over Aphrodisia hitting a neckbreaker. Aphrodisia holds her neck in pain, but Thomas doesn’t give her an ounce of room. He hits a leg drop across her throat. He is back up to his feet and bounces off the ropes. He hits a second leg drop. Kissens - Thomas is undefeated currently here in the OWF. Falcoon - But he's against one of the meanest bitches this fed has seen! Thomas gets to his feet and Aphrodisia holds her throat. Thomas bounces off the ropes and jumps up looking for a knee drop to Aphrodisia’s face. Aphrodisia quickly rolls out of the way so the money maker isn’t hurt. She flips to her feet and the two start trading blows. Thomas is rocked by a right. Aphrodisia gets a jab. Thomas ducks a haymaker and gives Aphrodisia a boot to the back of the knee. Aphrodisia drops to her knee and Thomas hits a bulldog. Aphrodisia gets a dropkick to the ribs and is knocked out of the ring. Thomas quickly follows grabbing Aphrodisia by the hair pulling her to her feet. Aphrodisia headbutts Thomas to relinquish the hold. Thomas staggers back against the apron. Aphrodisia picks Thomas up for a suplex and spins dropping him back against the ropes. He springs forward and Aphrodisia takes a step forward dropping Thomas chest first on the announcers’ table. Kissens - Crapola! Aphrodisia quickly jumps up to the apron and spring boards from the middle rope. She flips backwards hitting a whisper in the wind onto Thomas. The announcers’ table breaks under the weight and Thomas is in the middle of the wreckage. Aphrodisia climbs to her feet and gets into the ring taking a knee. Watching Thomas slowly recover. If not for the PDA rules Thomas would be counted out. Falcoon - How many fucking tables are we gonna go through tonight? Thomas gets to his feet and looks up to see Aphrodisia diving over the top rope. She spins and her legs wrap around his head. Aphrodisia hits a dragon rana onto Thomas. Thomas gets spiked into the debris. Aphrodisia is slow to get up and has to drag Thomas away from the wreckage. Aphrodisia makes the cover. One, Two, THRE–! Somehow. Someway. Jeff Thomas was able to kick out. Falcoon - This kid won't die! Aphrodisia slams the ring apron not sure what else she can do. Jeff Thomas is clawing at the ring apron trying to get to his feet. He looks like he is in another world. Aphrodisia disappears grabbing a few weapons. She tosses the stop sign, garbage can, and steel chair into the ring. She keeps the Singapore cane in her hand. Aphrodisia stalks Jeff Thomas with the cane watching him stand up and she does her best batting stance. Jeff Thomas is up to his feet staggering. He turns around and Aphrodisia swings. Jeff lets his legs give out. Aphrodisia smashes the cane against the ring post splintering it into thousands of pieces. Jeff takes the time and quickly slides into the ring to get his breath back.Aphrodisia slams the cane down and climbs into the ring. Thomas drops an elbow on her head. He grabs her head for a DDT and walks over to the garbage can. He drops her face first onto the steel flattening it. Thomas starts laying in the boots. Covering Aphrodisia’s body. Trying to keep her down for good. Kissens - These two are stealing the show tonight! Thomas kicks Aphrodisia off of the garbage can and then lays the flattened piece of metal on her face. Thomas bounces off the ropes and hits a leg drop onto the metal slamming it into Aphrodisia’s face. Thomas quickly makes the cover trying to get the win. One, Two, THR–NO! Aphrodisia kicks out clutching her face. Thomas grabs his hair in frustration. Thomas pulls Aphrodisia up to her feet and grabs the stop sign. He doesn’t like the idea, but it looks to be the only way to get a win in this barbaric federation. He swings at Aphrodisia, but she does a split avoiding the steel. Thomas recovers himself and swings again. Aphrodisia rolls out of the way and sweeps out Thomas’ legs. He falls and the sign drops from his hands. Aphrodisia pulls him up to his feet and signals for the end. Thomas instead hits a jawbreaker knocking Aphrodisia back against the ropes.As she rebounds Thomas hooks her head. He goes to lift her up for his tornado double armed DDT, but Aphrodisia fights it off. She locks her leg with his own. He tries again. And again. Each time stopped with Aphrodisia wrapping her leg around his own. Aphrodisia spins around and Thomas has to follow because of his hold. She flips Thomas over and holds a bridge. She is pinning Thomas. One, Two, THREE! Jeff Thomas kicks out a millisecond too late. Missy Janson - Here is your winner.. And STILL Public Display of Aggression Champion... Aphrodisia Jordan! Aphrodisia Jordan gets her title and holds it above her head as Jeff Thomas is kneeling looking at his hands in frustration. He pounds the mat and exits as Aphrodisia hops on a turnbuckle with her title. She jumps down and heads towards the back. We cut backstage to see Coke Kid standing next to Jason Blood and Justin Zane. Jason Blood - All right you pumped! Justin Zane - You Ready! Coke Kid - YEAH! Hey...what am I doing? Justin Zane - Oh for fu...Your wrestling Draco! Coke Kid - Sorry dude...No drugs for the past week make CK a fucked up cat. Jason's phone rings. Jason Blood - Yeah...sure I'll tell him. Jason hangs up his phone. Jason Blood - Make a good impression CK! Win or Lose...do what you can! Coke Kid - OKAY DUDDDEEE!!! CK dashes off. Justin Zane - This isn't going end well is it? Jason Blood - Well he's Ryan problem now...five bucks says he tries to hump that goat of his. Justin Zane - I'll take that action. We fade back to Missy Janson who is standing in the ring. Missy Janson - The following contest is scheduled for a two on one HANDICAP match! Introducing first.. Representing the Cult of Steel... CokeKid! "How many people wanna kick some ass" by Stroke 9 plays as Coke Kid rushes out into the arena and dives under the ropes. He runs around the ring as all of The Cult of Steel stand to their feet. He signals the ref he's ready and runs in place. Missy Janson - And his partner... A camera is shown backstage and shows security knocking on Caine's door. The song starts as the arena goes black. The camera backstage shows Caine walking in Top hat, and trench surrounded by security. PA System - I am the one, Orgasmatron, the outstretched grasping hand. My image is of agony, my servants rape the land Missy Janson - ... From Croswell Michigan.. James Caine! 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. He stands there freezing for a moment before stepping through and pumping the crowd. On his way to the ring he slaps some hands. "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. "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 opponent as he lowers himself into a seated position in a corner. As the bell ring Caine pulls himself up using the top rope, and heads to the center of the ring. Falcoon - Two on One! Draco has to pin BOTH of these men to win this match! Missy Janson - And their opponent... The lights in the arena are turned up. Turning into bright whites spots leaving the audience blinded. The lights surrounding the entranceway are doing the same, but instead of bright white they are an intense red shade. The screen comes to life with static as the PA system plays a low hum, almost like a feedback noise. The noise continues on and on. Finally, the screen flickers to life. A solid black screen with one word. The word looks to be written in puddles of blood. ...Suffer... Missy Janson - From Whitesboro New York.... Draco! A high pitched distorted guitar starts to play over the low hum. Playing droning notes. Again and again. Soon a bass and drums join in. All heavy, but the high pitched distorted guitar still playing over them all. The top of the screen shows blood starting to rain down the screen. Soon it covers the lettering and the whole screen is a blood red screen. Your words are a scalpel The image of blood still remains. Something seems to be coming closer from underneath the blood. Rising to the surface. An image of OWF's own Draco holding a title above his head. His body bloodied and broken. It is the Network Title. Another clip shows Draco in much the same bloodied state holding the OWF World Title. The music starts to get harder as the two images start to flicker to life. The videos are grainy and look as if you are peering at them through a thin layer of blood. SUFFER! SUFFER! As the last two words are screamed through the PA a series of explosions rip from either side of the stage in a synchronized motion to the center in front of the entrance way. The explosions slowly getting bigger until the last. A figure is seen in the middle of the entrance as the explosion erupts. The man has his head down and his arms out hanging at his side. Thick clouds of smoke from the pyrotechnics hang in the air as the heavy rock music continues. Broken as I seem to be The smoke starts to clear and Draco is seen standing there with his head still down. The ash and soot covering his shoulders and face. He looks up towards the ring showing his icy blue eyes. His wrists taped as they normally are. His scarred chest is somewhat hard to look at, but his eyes remain focus. He starts to walk toward the ring with no showmanship, no act, nothing, but a mission in his head...to make his opponent suffer. ...suffer... A low whisper is heard through the rock music. Draco stands in front of the ring just staring at it. He slides into the ring as the PA sends a low roar, almost demonic speaking that one word. SUFFER! Draco stands in the ring as the lights start to fade back down to their normal non-blinding state. Draco stands there still half covered in the soot and char from the explosions of his entrance. The music slowly dies off as Draco stands ready for the bell. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Referee Jacob Daniels checks with Draco before calling for the bell.. As it tolls CK runs around the ring in a tackling position, Draco side steps him then shoves him head first into the ring post! Caine runs towards Draco, Draco catches him in a hip toss.. Caine leaps back up to his feet and tries for a superkick but Draco blocks it by catching his foot, he pulls Caine's other leg out from under him and Caine crashes on the mat head first. Draco throws his legs down, but Caine is on his feet again within a second! Caine again runs towards Draco, Draco leaps into the air and catches him with a spinning drop kick! Falcoon - Holy crap! I didn't know people could acctually do that move! Kissens - Yeah Duh! Haven't you ever seen Mortal Kombat? Falcoon - Ugh.. Sometimes I wish you'd just pass out like Nick does. Again Caine is on his feet by the time Draco is.. Caine grabs Draco by the arm and whips him into the ropes, Draco springboards into the air and nails a verison of the whisper in the wind! Falcoon - Ode to Jeff Hardy! Kissens - I heard that's Draco's favorite wrestler! Falcoon - It totally is, you can tell because he does the moves and stuff! Suddenly Nick Burst springs to life, he puts his middle finger in the air and rocks back and forth before letting his head smash down on the table again. Burst - Zaaaa! Caine is slower to his feet this time.. Draco swings a right hook, Caine sees it coming and ducks it then rolls out of the ring. Caine pauses at ringside for a breath, Draco sends himself into the far side ropes.. From the side CK rushes him with a shoulder block that crashes both of them to the mat. Caine crawls back onto the aprion then scurries onto the top turnbuckle.. Psycho Drive!! Caine pins...1 ....2... Draco kicks out! Falcoon - Is this not 2 on 1 tag rules? Kissens - Oh plllleeasse.. Who do you think we are? Dubbya C Dubbya? Caine stands up and kicks Draco in the ribs.. Draco rolls over and Caine reaches down and grabs him by the head then strikes him in the back of the head with an elbow. CK climbs back to his feet and heads over to join the assualt! Draco reaches up and pushes Caine backwards, he turns and pokes CokeKid right in the eye! CK stumbles away and Draco hurries to get on his feet, Caine grabs him from the side but Draco suddenly unleashes with a super kick! Draco grabs Caine before he can fall and runs him shoulder first into CK's gut! Falcoon - He just used Caine's body to spear CokeKid! Draco releases them and they both lay staggered on the turnbuckle.. Draco takes a couple steps back and runs towards them leaping in the air for a stinger splash! Caine rolls away and falls to the mat to catch his breath.. Draco nails CK in the corner! He grabs CK by the stomach and belly to belly's him across the ring then pins...1...2 Caine breaks it up with a double axe handle. Draco starts kicking Caine's calf with the heel of his boot while he's on the mat. Draco gets to his feet and drags Cokekid up with him.. Draco has Cokekid in position for a ddt, he watches Caine get up to make sure he sees this... Falcoon - That arrogance is gonna cost him! Cokekid counters from out on no where with a back body drop! Draco hits the mat and Cokekid pins.. 1... Kickout by Draco early in the count! Caine pulls Cokekid out of the way, Cokekid leaps to his feet and pushes Caine from behind. Kissens - Ohhh.. nooo why would you do that Cokekid? Are you stupid? Caine suddenly snaps and kicks Cokekid in the gut!... He grabs his arms... Psycho Crusherv2!! Falcoon - HA! He laid out his own partner! It really takes some winners like these two to screw up a handicap match! Caine rolls Cokekid over and tells Draco to pin him! Draco looks up at Caine then crawls onto his keep.. Caine points down to Cokekid and tells him to pin him. Draco looks down, then shrugs... He drops to one knee, then snaps his focus back to Caine! He grabs Caine and drags him down into a cross arm bar, Draco slides his hands over Caine's head and hooks him in a crippler cross face! Kissens - He's gonna tap isn't he?! Falcoon - Doesn't matter! Draco has to PIN both men! Caine can't move, the move is ripping on his back and neck muscles... He screams out in pain! Suddenly from the front side of the ring Seraph slides in.. He leaps up with his extra thick kendo sticks and cracks Draco across the face with it! Falcoon - Ah come on.. a 3 on 1? Christ man! Missy Janson - Ladies and gentlemen, as a result of a disqualification the referee has awarded this match to DRACO! PA System - I'm havin' trouble tryin to sleep..... The fans cheer but they are interupted abruptly as Brain Stew hits over the PA system. Prez DK steps out from the back with a microphone already in place... Prez DK - Wait a second.. Wait a second now! "Fuck-You-Asshole!" the fans begin to chant. Prez DK - Oh yeah leave it to people from the national imbreeding state to talk about butt fucking! Now shut up you cock shits! Now... referee Greg Myers.. Now this match was scheduled to be determined by pinfall right? The young man calls for a mic and stutters as he answers the boss. You can hear Seraph crack Draco in the head once again and the crowd "ohhh!" to it. Ref - Yea.. Yesss Sir! Prez DK - Hey! Knock it off for a minute Seraph! Listen to me when I'm talking to ya kid! Who signs those paychecks? That's right... I don't come out and talk often, but when I do.. You ungreatful shits need to listen! Seraph rolls his eyes and grabs the mic away from the ref. Seraph - How about you shu..... Caine smacks the mic outta Seraph's hands. Seraph makes a fist and stares at Caine with bad intensions. Caine - No! Just shut up Seraph! Seraph takes a step towards Caine.. Caine - Just trust me! Prez DK - Well... Guys.. I had a propisition for you both.. But Caine, since your partner here wants to be a mouthy little dickhole I don't think I'll give you this. Falcoon - Caine just saved Seraph alot of bruises! Kissens - Yeah DK is a power hungry prick and he doesn't like to be challenged! Prez DK - Let me think it over, in the mean while here's what we are gonna do... The match will be restarted.. AFTER you guys finish what you are...........HEY What The FUCK! Falcoon - Holy shit! Aphrodisia Jordan comes roaring out with a wheel barrell going full speed she nails DK from behind and flips him into it. He back is cradled in it with his legs up in the air, more than exposing his genitals for hitting. Angel steps out onto the stage with a kendo stick and smacks DK right in the balls with it! Falcoon - OHHHHH-NO HO HO!! Kissens - That's not funny! Crap, they're literally breaking his balls! Cokekid, Seraph, and Caine are all starring up the ramp to DK crying in the wheel barrell. Angel cracks him a second time! Aphrodisia laughs as does the crowd. Angel - Now hang on a second here! I know you really don't give two shits about ole DiK here, but I'm sure if someone where to say.. Help him out he'd probably rewards you nicely! Seraph snarls and turns back to Draco and smacks him again in the head with the kendo stick! Seraph hands the stick to Caine and he smacks Draco twice across the chest. Angel shrugs and smacks DK in the balls 3 times real fast. Angel - Every.. Time... Seraph strikes Draco again, Angel follows it by smacking DK in the balls. Angel - That you.. CRACK!.. CRACK! Angel lowers the mic to DK's mouth. Prez DK - OW MOTHER FUCKERS! STOP HITTING DRACO! Seraph hits him once more, and Angel follows up with another shot to DK. Prez DK - FUCKING STOP!! STOP HITTING DRACO YOU FUCK HEADS! Angel draws the stick up to hit him once more... DK points up to him with his eyes bulging. Prez DK - Angel I swear to god if you hit me one more time I will fire your fucking ass on the spot! Angel grins and rests the stick against his hip. Caine, Seraph, and Cokekid all climb out of the ring. Angel nods to Aph, she gives a dirty grin and the fans see right through it "DUMP-THAT-FUCKER!" they chant as she runs with the wheel barrell and sends it off the side of the stage! DK lands 10 foot below on a wooden platform where the audio equipment sits. Angel and Aph quickly run to the back laughing. Falcoon - Ahhh man that's a little nuts. I'm kinda worried right now.. Kissens - Nick wake up! Burst - ~snore noise~ Huh.. What baby? Kissens - Nick get your hand off my boob and look! Burst - Fuck off. I paid you good monnnney. Medics run to the platform and carefully brace DK. You can hear DK as he's lifted onto the stretcher carefully.. He tells the medic something. A crew member tosses the medic a mic.. Medic - He said... Start the match! Caine and Cokekid both slide into the ring. Cokekid is the first to dart over he pins Draco... 1....2... DRACO KICKS OUT! Caine looks frusterated as he pushes CK off and lifts Draco's limp and bloody body up.. He hooks him in a pedigree position... somehow Draco's legs flip around backwards and he launches himself onto Caine's shoulders... Hurricanronna! Cokekid is on the top turnbuckle.. Draco overs Caine.. 1...2... Draco rolls off Caine and Cokekid accidentally hits his partner with a frog splash! Cokekid looks stunned as he happens to look up at Draco. Draco kicks him in the head like he's a soccer ball! He grabs Cokekid up into a fireman's carry towards the turnbuckle... Pittsburgh Nightmare! Falcoon - He just used Trent's Pittsburgh Nightmare move! Kissens - I saw I saw... calm down there little guy! Draco covers Cokekid.. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Cokekid has been eliminated! Draco stands up, from behind Caine rolls him into a small package... 1...2 Falcoon - Hey Hey! All four shoulders are down! Kissens - He's going crosseyed trying to count! ....3! He calls for the bell. Both men release their grips and stand up feeling victorious... Missy Janson - Both men where pinned at the same time.. The match is a draw! Mrs. Morningrod - Hang on a second! We can't just go around handing out draws all night! Who do we think we are? Ass Sniffing Wrestling? We're better than that! Now I'll tell you what.. DK might not have the balls to do this (mostly because Angel just smashed them) but you.. referee... whatever your name is.. You are fired! I need a referee... Where can I find a referee? I recall seeing someone in the back with a referee shirt.. Who the hell was t... Oh! You know what... I remember now! PA System - Dunn Dunn Dunn Dunn-Dunn-Dunn-Dunn! Falcoon - Oh not this fuckin guy! Dunn comes out strumming his LillyAss title belt.. He tries to hand it off to Mrs. Morningrod, but she puts her nose to the air and acts scared of it. Dunn shrugs then travels down to the ring. He gets on the aprion and POP! Falcoon - Holy Shit! Dunn just superkicked him in the head! Kissens - HaHA! Knocked him right off the aprion! Mrs. Morningrod - Son of a bitch! Alright fine.. You wanna play like that? Fine we'll play like that... Mrs. Morningrod walks down the ramp and climbs into the ring. Caine turns around just in time to see a fist in the face from Draco.. Caine staggers, Draco kicks him in the nuts then DDT's him on the mat! Draco begins to climb the turnbuckle.. He's ready to end it with his 450 splash!.. CokeKid grabs the ropes and makes Draco do the splits on them. Caine quickly leaps to his feet.. He runs up the turnbuckle and grabs Draco.. he tries to pulls Draco off with a tornado DDT but Draco pushes him down back first to the mat.. Draco waits for Caine to crawl back up.. He leaps off with a diving spear attempt, but Caine grabs his head on the way down... DDT! Falcoon - Draco landed the spear, but took a massive DDT at the same time! Draco lands ontop of Caine still and Mrs. Morningrod counts.. .1..2..3! Falcoon - Kinda a fast count but it worked! Missy Janson - Here is your winner... Draco! Caine easily kicks out, but hes too late. Draco rolls out of the ring and Caine stands up then yells at Mrs. Morningrod who is exiting the ring. Caine - You bitch! You screwed me over! Kissens - Kinda alot of contriversy in this match. I'm not real sure if that's a legit ending. Mrs. Morningrod shrugs before heading to the back. CK gets up and starts dancing around the ring. Caine starts to get out but CK wants him to dance with him. Caine pushes him. CK headbutts him onto the mat. CK grabs Caine and slams him into the ringpost and starts beating the shit out of him with a fury of lefts and rights with a pissed off look on his face. Falcoon - Someone calm him down damn! Kissens - Anger Management much? Trent Steel runs over the ring barricade and pulls CK off of Caine and into the back. The Cult of Steel starts chanting at the fallen Caine. Cult of Steel - YOU GOT FUCKED UP!!! YOU GOT FUCKED UP!!! Missy Janson - The following contest is tonight's MAIN EVENT! It's a Non-Title lumberjack match! Suddenly from the back, a line of OWF talent make their way down to the ring. Trent Steel along with his cult of Steel and Alexis Cage head to the back side of the ring. Falcoon - This is a huge factor against Angel.. The Imperium along with Trent's little cult like gathering are here! Next comes Dude Job by himself and glares across at Trent's side. James Caine makes his way down, followed by Anastasia and Colton Hurst! Falcoon - Is EVERYONE coming out? Kissens - This isn't gonna be a match, just a huge brawl! Draco and Aphrodisia step out onto the stage to a huge reaction from the fans! Falcoon - All the big guns are out here right now! The reaction dies abruptly as the three loud dongs are heard blistering across the arena as the lights dim to a cloud of darkness. The music blares out as Seraph steps out from behid the curtain, looking down to the ring with a smirk drawn across his face and a glare in his eyesthat airs pure arrogance and ego. He sniffles his nose in displeasure as he makes his way slowly down the ramp. Missy Janson - Introducing first... From Alberta Canada.... Seraph! The smirk still plastered across his face firmly as ever. The lights of camera's begin to flash periodically as he walks down the ramp way toward the squared circle. He slowly makes his way up the steel steps and takes his first step onto the cold mattress. The crowd's silence is lifted with a cheer of boo's over-powering the music that descends into the arena. He stands in the centre of the ring with his eyes flickering around the arena, the smirk grows larger as the light begin to turn on fully. He lowers his head and looks upwards toward the ramp, with the smirk still fixated upon his face. Missy Janson - And his opponent.. He is half of the OWF Tag Team Champions and the OWF World champion.... ANGEL! The soft, yet haunting piano melodies of The Coming Curse by Iced Earth calmly resonate from the speakers. As the sound fills the arena, a faint beam of golden light shines on the entrance. There are a few moments of silence as the piano continues, then the distorted guitars kick in and flames shoot up lining the ramp. Angel slowly walks out, observing his surroundings and not phased by the crowds reaction. He continues to the ring in this same manner, and only when he is in the middle of the ring for a few moments does the music stop, echoing throughout the arena. Falcoon - She forgot to say... "FRANCHISE!" Burst - And murderer.. Falcoon - Go pass out again! Burst - Deal. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Falcoon - Interference is legal as long as it is outside of the ring in this match! Spaz jumps up on the aprion.. Without stopping to think who's side he might be on, Angel just runs at him then plows him with a running enziguri! Spaz falls off the aprion, nobody makes an attempt to catch him. Falcoon - Woah!! Alexis Cage reaches under the ropes and grabs Angel's ankle. Angel tries to kick her off, then turns around to face her... He grabs Alexis by the hair and pulls her up onto the aprion. Seraph elbows Angel in the back of the head, Alexis springboards off the top rope and catches Angel's head on the way down while spinning.. Kissens - Tornado DDT! That's my girl! Alexis quickly slides out of the ring and the ref warns her. She tries to act innocent and blows a kiss to the ref. Seraph lifts Angel up and shoots him into the ropes, he grabs Angel by the head and pulls him down, driving Angel's face into his knee. Angel falls to the mat and Seraph quickly covers.. 1...2 Angel kicks out. Seraph stands up and takes a step back. Dude Job leaps up onto the aprion and reaches over, grabbing Seraph by the shoulder. The ref quickly breaks up the exchange and tries to hold the wrestlers apart. Meanwhile, on the other side of the ring Trent Steel slides in, he lays the boots to Angel! Falcoon - Come on ref! Hurst slides under the bottom rope and goes for Steel, but Steel slides under the bottom rope and runs around to his side of the ring. Hurst slides back out and is pointing and yelling at Steel. Steel ducks down behind Alexis.. Falcoon - Hide behind a woman! Kissens - It's just not any woman! Falcoon - I swear to god you must be in love with Alexis! Hurst turns the corner and suddenly Caine pops up and clotheslines him to the ground! Back in the ring, Seraph pulls Angel to his feet and gives him a european uppercut, Seraph then grabs Angel around the waist and lifts him into the air... Spinebuster! Falcoon - All hell is about to break lose! I can feel it! Seraph grabs Angel's hair and pulls him up... He runs towards the ropes but Angel swiftly reacts and pulls away then sends Seraph flipping of the top rope with a clothesline! Falcoon - SMACK! AND DOWN ON THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING! Caine is back up and rushing over to help his friend, he leans over, trying to help him up.. Draco superkicks him from the side! Dude JoB's right hand just grabbed Seraph by the nuts. He hoists up the man in a testicular hold straight up in the air. He's doing this one handed so his right arm shakes. Seraph is screaming as DJ tosses him into the crowd. Falcoon - It aint over yet...look where he landed. Kissens - Oh this sucks. Seraph gets up clutching his...well you know. He looks around. He's surrounded on all sides by Cult of Steel members. He tries to move back to the ring but the fans won't budge. He starts cussing. He rares back and punches one of them in the face. The kid falls and another takes his place. We cut to Trent Steel who holds up his arm and does a thumbs down motion. Seraph suddenly gets attacked from all sides by the Cult of Steel fans. Security pull them off and help Seraph over the railing where he gets hit in the face by the ring bell by Dude JoB! Trent Steel rushes over and tosses Seraph back in the ring. DJ gets in his face but Trent just points to Angel mouthing "It's his fight now...you'll get him later!" DJ stops and starts laughing maniacally as the madness shifts back to the ring. Burst - JoB...and Steel...On the same page? Falcoon - One Night Only! Kissens - I think my brain is going to fry whose allied and whose against each other? Angel pulls Seraph up, Alexis slides back into the ring behind Angel.. Anastasia follows her in.. Alexis grabs Angel by the bicept, he twirls around and looks at Alexis, then looks at Ana behind her.. Angel shrugs and pushes Alexis into Ana, Ana reacts quickly and places Alexis in the death trap!! Falcoon - Alexis is tapping out!! Kissens - No! No! This isn't a match! It doesn't count! Seraph grabs Angel and twirls him back around, he kicks at Angel, Angel catches his foot then headbutts him! He kicks Seraph in the gut and scoops him up.. Angel's Holocaust! He pins.. 1...2...3! Missy Janson - Here is your winner.... ANGEL! Trent Steel slides into the ring and runs to the otherside where he dive bombs Colton Hurst. All hell breaks loose on the outside of the ring. Angel and Seraph start going at it again as other superstars get into the ring. Steel and Hurst get into the ring and start bashing each other. Caine and Draco are also next to them. Suddenly...STEEL HITS CAINE AND DRACO HITS HURST! Both men go down as Steel and Draco look at each other eye to eye and nod. They both start clearing house leaving only Aph, Angel, Draco, Steel, Alexis, DJ, and CK left in the ring. Each side looks at each other and start to scowl. Falcoon - THIS IS OUTSIDER WRESTLING FEDERATION!!! Kissens - You just had to ripoff 300 didn't you? Falcoon - I didn't wanna say it. It was tacky is sooo many ways. They made me. Steel smirks as he and his two compatriots head to the other side of the ring and get out quickly making it to the ring barrier and diving into The Cult of Steel area. The four left in the ring look to the outside as the rest of the roster scowls at them or at Steel's group. Steel smiles as he grabs a mic from Kissens. Steel - Not bad for my day off...ehh friends? The OWF Logo spins. |
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