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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.
Falcoon - AHOOOOOOOO! DAMN it feels good to be backk. Burst - Personally, I had a job all lined up but then I was hit with a violation of contract lawsuit. Kissens - Ohhh. Burst - Yeah, Not pretty. Falcoon - Welcome to Russia, OWFites, and once agaiin we greet you on another installment of Monday Addiction, I'm Gordie Falcoon joined by my partners at the table, Nick Burst and Jackie Kissens. Kissens - Hi! Burst - Meh. Falcoon - Ladies and gentlemen, in our first card back we happen to have a huge line-up set for your viewing pleasure. Burst - We have the first one-on-one singles match for the OWF Championship in Addiction History. Kissens - Is that true? Burst - Uhh, I think so. I didn't search the archives. Falcoon - Alexis defends her title, for the first time, against Seraph. Kissens - Don't forget, we will have a State of thee Franchise by Aphrodisia Jordan to see if she will be back with us. Falcoon - Huge night for the OWF. "The New Black" by Every Time I Die hits the PA System as pyro shoot off in every which direction on the entrance ramp. From the back, we see President Chase Johnson walk out, dressed in a pair of denim jeans and a tight v-neck t-shirt. In his hand, he holds a microphone which he is grasping onto tightly. He walks down the aisle as the fans cheer him loudly. He walks up the steel steps and steps through the ropes, into the ring. He calls for the music to cut as he stares out over the mass of fans. Burst - Finally we'll get some answers! CJ lifts the microphone to his lips, as he keeps a stern look on his face, and begins to speak. Prez CJ - Firstly let me just say that the OWF is back and firing on all cylinders. If this were any other day, I'd be out here proud as hell that the OWF is back -- but there's one problem with that. See, I am more than happy we are back, I never intended for it to go anywhere. I come back from vacation and President Diamond Kid is gone. Vanished. I still haven't seen him, and he didn't even make the trip to Russia. Falcoon - That doesn't sound good. Prez CJ - So, I'm in charge. I'm running the show until Incognito Kid shows back up. Burst - Shit, No one likes him! Kissens - I do. Burst - You like anything with a cock and balls. Prez CJ - The next order of business is to let you all know, the upcoming pay-per-view Shit Happens will still be happening on November 18th. We have prepared long and hard for this Pay Per View and on behalf of the OWF, we are excited for this event. Tickets are on sale now. Falcoon - CJ has come here with a plan. Burst - About time! CJ clears his throat, before bringing the microphone to his mouth again. Prez CJ - And as for these clues and everything all over the place, it's only a matter of time before I find out exactly who is behind it. Once I do, you will be dealt with accordingly. That is all for now, enjoy the show! Falcoon - Well, CJ really didn't give us much. Burst - Oh well, atleast we're still here. Kissens - That's true. CJ starts to exit the ring. The cameras follow him up the ramp when suddenly they cut backstage into the underground parking lot. A deep purple limousine slowly rolls to a stop by the camera, jolting briefly as it’s put into park. The chauffeur steps out of the front and moves to the back. The dark, tinted window rolls down slowly. A few seconds pass before the chauffeur nods and stands there, hands folded in front of him, simply waiting. We switch to another place backstage. Colton Hurst is seen walking up to Vanity, followed by Anastasia and Dane Creed. Colton - Look, You may not acknowledge me as your family, but I warn you, you get in our face and I will take you out little sister! Vanity just smiles and glances over towards Creed. Vanity - How about I get in your face right now, big brother and we'll see just who gets taken out! Vanity shoves her way past Colton who in return, grabs her arm and swings her back around facing him. Colton - Cass... He is quickly cut off by Vanity, who snatches her arm from Colton's grip. Vanity - Fuck Cassandra you worthless piece of shit! That weak ass bitch is gone, gone for good! If you value what's left of her pathetic memory, you will take this bunch of scabs and leave this place or suffer while I turn this body into the devil's playground! Colton - You wouldn't dare... Vanity - On the contrary you little twat, I already have! Leave this place or else... Vanity now stands in front of Anastasia, their faces inches apart, Vanity begins to smile sadistically as she runs her finger nail along the front of Ana's lip cutting a glimpse of Colton's reaction. Vanity - I'm sure you wouldn't want anything tragic to happen to this lovely little lady now would you, big brother... Her voice was cold..even sarcastic in some way, Colton slaps Vanity's hand away from Ana's face as Dane Creed begins to step forward as well. Vanity - Leave...or she's next! Vanity walks past the three, smiling evilly towards Dane Creed. Vanity - See your ass in the ring, boy! The scene switches back to the announcers. Falcoon - What's that all about? Kissens - I don't know, could it be DK. He has a thing for purple. Burst - Hmm, good call. Maybe he made his return here in Russia! Falcoon - Well, either way, it's time for our first match. Missy Janson - Hello fans of the OWF! Our first match is a PDA Title Qualification Match. The winner will get a shot at the PDA Champion, Aphrodisia Jordan, if she stays in the federation. If not, the winner will be the new Public Display of Aggression Champion...Coming to the ring first, out of College Station, Texas, Dane Creed! "Dollar Sign" hits and Dean makes his way to the ring. Falcoon - Has he even won a match yet? Burst - Don't know. Doesn't matter. Kissens - Why's that? Burst - Cause the next competitor out is who I'm picking! Missy Janson - And one of his opponents, he is the former OWF/MVW LillyAss Champion, from Louisville, Kentucky, Jaaames Dunn! PA System - I AM A REAL AMERICAN...DUNN...FIGHT FOR THE RIGHTS OF EVERY MAN...DUNN...I AM A REAL AMERICAN...DUNN...FIGHT FOR WHAT'S RIGHT, FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE! 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.. 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! He holds the LillyAss Title like its a guitar, strumming it as he continues to strut down the ramp. The fans are going ape shit. Red and yellow confetti drop from the ceiling, as he slowly makes his way down the aisle. He keeps his eyes locked on his opponent as Dunn climbs up the steel stairs. He gets into the ring and he immediately walks to the ropes closest to the camera. He waves his arm around in a circle, then puts it to his ear as the fans cheer on that side of the ring. He points to them, giving them a thumbs up as he moves to the side of the ring to his left. He does the same thing there, giving the fans another thumbs up. 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 - And the last competitor, fighting out of San Antonio, Texas, Vaaanity! Vanity's music hits as she bursts out from the back. She runs down to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and immediately tackling Dane Creed down to the mat. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Burst - Quick start from Vanity! Vanity begins to pound on Creed as Dunn walks to the corner, grabbing a wooden crutch. Within seconds, Creed is busted wide open. Dunn winds up with the crutch, and nails Vanity across the shoulder blades, knocking her down as the crutch shatters. Creed gets up, grabbing a steel trash can lid and planting it across the skull of James Dunn. He falls to the ground as Creed is quick to attempt a pin...1...2...Vanity breaks it up with a elbow to the back of Creed's head. She rolls on top of him, attempting to hit him with strikes, but Creed is able to roll her between the ropes and out of the ring. Dunn is back up at this point and he charges Creed. He spears him and they both are sent to the outside of the ring as Vanity gets back up to her feet. Falcoon - A lot of action so far. Seems like Creed is running from Vanity. Kissens - Great match to start off the night. Vanity winds up, nailing Creed with a hard right to the jaw, he falls to the ground where he is picked up and sent tumbling over the announcers table. Burst - HEY! Keep it over there! Vanity looks to climb over the table, but just then, out of nowhere, Dunn nails her with the ring bell. It sends her down to the outside as Dane is able to recover. He grabs a chair from ringside and throws it across the table, connecting with the face of James Dunn. Dunn stumbles backwards as Vanity rolls him up with a school boy...1...2...kickout by Dunn. Falcoon - That almost backfired on Creed. Creed comes around, only to be hit with an elbow to the midsection by Vanity. She rolls him back into the ring. She gets in, picking up a stop sign and denting it over the head of Dane Creed. Blood spurts everywhere. He falls down to one knee, as James Dunn slides in behind Vanity. She turns around in time and nails him with the stop sign, sending him to the outside. Creed stands up only to be hit with the stop sign again. He falls to the mat where Vanity places the stop sign over his face. She runs to the corner, getting up to the second rope and jumping off, nailing a legdrop across the stop sign. Blood starts to slowly trickle along the mat away from Creed's motionless body. Burst - What a move by Vanity! She quickly covers him...1...2...3! Missy Janson - Your winner, Vaaaanity! Kissens - Now either she'll get a shot at Aphrodisiia, or she'll be the champion if Aphrodisia resigns. Burst - We'll see if Aphrodisia is even here. Colton Hurst and Anastasia run to the ring to check on Dane Creed. Vanity exits with a smile on her face as the medics rush to aid Creed. Falcoon - Commercial time!
BITCH, YEAH Alexis is seen holding up the World Title. SHIT
CAN HAPPEN, SHIT CAN HAPPEN Seraph is seen bloodied with his hand raised in victory SHIT
CAN HAPPEN, SHIT CAN HAPPEN Cut
to Medea pinning Alexis and winning the WoW Championship.
Falcoon - Welcome back, anyways, it's time for our ne -- Suddenly the lights cut out to the stadium and the heavy keyboard intro “In Da Gadda Da Vida is heard throughout the stadium. The fans slowly raise to their feet as the baseline to the song hits the PA. That’s when the music is off. The arena sits in the dark, the only sound is the gradually raising voices of the audience. Then suddenly a screech of guitar feedback is heard followed by the opening scream of “Down with the Sickness” is now heard. The PA flashs the words “The Plague Has Struck” then followed by a series of pyros across the front of the ramp. Then a spotlight shines to the enterance to show Plague standing alone, his arms open wide and his eyes closed as he listens to the cheers begin to rumble out from the crowd. He drops his hands down to his side and slowly begins his walk down the ramp as the strobe lights start. He swings his black Gibson les Paul out in front of him as he jumps up to the apron and faces out into the crowd he grins sadistically outwards as he plants his hand against the ropes and jumps over landing solidly on his feet. The pyros stop as he raises his hands and smashes a chord through the guitar strings. The arena lights go back to normal. As Plague throws out his hand and pushes the guitar back. He calls for a mic and one his promptly thrown to him. He raises the mic to his lips, and in true rock star fashion screams into it Plague - Hellllooooo…wait where the hell are we? He looks down at the commentators who both shrug and over at Missy Janson who cups her hand over her mouth and shouts “Russia!” Plague - Russia? What the fuck are we doing in Russsia? We come to Russia but we can’t even do more then two shows in Canada? We haven’t even gone to Toronto yet. And on that note…WHY THE FUCK is ALEXIS FUCKING CAGE world champ. Would somebody please answer that question for me. He waits for a minute as the crowd talks silently to each other. Plague - None of you dumb asses know? Well, Iֺll tell you why. Its because OWF currently lacks standards. Alexis Cage as a Franchise? Even a Main Eventer? Don’t make me laugh please. So she managed to squeak by Angel did she? She finally managed to actually earn her first title. Well, you try hard enough your bound to get lucky at least once. But enough about her…I’m sure your all wondering exactly why I came back. Well, even if your not, I’m gonna tell you anyways. I came back, well, I’m not going to bullshit you…I came back to inflict pain on other people. I don’t know about anyone else here, but its a lot of fun and is one hell of a work out. Burst - What a dick. Plague - Hey, I heard that fatty. But back to whatt I was saying. I’m not here for revenge, as much as the death of Exile did piss me off. Royally. I’m passed that now, originally I was going to come back right away, because we all remember the last Angel pissed me off. But I errored to the side of caution and chose my time and place to make my comeback and claim what is right fully mine. The World Heavyweight title. So this last bit here is for Seraph and Alexis Cage. Sooner or later, you can expect that the name Plague will be coming up in your radar. You can fucking count on that. Hit my fucking music. He steps out of the ring as Down with the Sickness is heard throughout the arena. Plague - Oh and one last thing…I’ll be bback before long. He drops the microphone and walks out as the fans are shocked to see him back. He exits as his music fades out. Falcoon - Plague is back in the OWF! Burst - I hate him. Kissens - Funny thing is, after tonight, he's the oonly one in the OWF with a guaranteed World Title shot. Falcoon - Ugh. Anyways, time for our next match. Leet's go to Missy to get the low-down. Missy Janson - The next match is the first round of the WoW Title Five by Five Series. Five women are entered, one is eliminated. Whichever woman has the most wins in the series will be the WoW Champion. This match is scheduled for a one-fall, introducing first, from San Juan, Puerto Rico, Cassie Gunn! PA System - You can only move as fast as, Who's in front of you.. A gun cocking blares across the arena. It's drowned out by a disorted guitar. The house lights dim and a dark purple light flickers on the stage in front of the entrance. The OWFtron shows a bullet peeling away the darkness in slow motion. "Breathe Today" by Flyleaf begins to leak over the crowd. And
if you assume, The music dies for a moment and the OWFtron turns black to darkness... Flashes from camera's throughout the arena light up and suddenly the music pounds in again with the sight of a bullet darting across the OWFtron that rips it back to reveal a name "Cassie Gunn" in bleeding maroon letters. So
many lies swirling, Cassie steps out onto the stage in her warrior gear, her face painted in the unique purple and lime green designs. She travels down the ramp with her eyes focused on what's in front of her. She leaps up onto the aprion with her knees and pulls herself using the top rope. Cassie slides between the bottom rope and cracks her knuckles before waiting for her match to begin. Missy Janson - Next out to the ring, from Cameron, North Carolina....Z!!! Burst - HAHAHA, poor girl. 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. 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, aka Z, 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. Missy Janson - Third to the ring, from Bentonville, Arkansas...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. Missy Janson - And finally, the WoW Champion, hailing from Vancouver, Canada...Medea Jane McTierney!! The arena lights go down and a guitar rift for “Bleed it Out” by Linkin Park begins to play. A light shines down on a silhouetted figure and as the singing starts a flurry of green and blue pyro goes off, the crowd seemingly turns as a whole to look in her direction as the speakers suddenly explode with her theme song. Yeah
here we go for the hundredth time Medea’s head snaps up as she seems to hear the cheers of the crowd, she begins to bounce seeming much like a marionette puppet. Her eyes alight with fire as she looks toward the ring, her slender yet muscular body wrapped in a tight leather tank top and a pair of khaki colored cargo pants that hang low on her hips and her reddish brown hair pulled back into a ponytail that shows off the features of her face. I
bleed it out digging deeper The screen behind Medea plays clips of her matches so far in OWF and as she makes her way down to the ring she moves from one side of the ramp to the other slapping hands with the fans, the sound of them cheering for her flooding her ears and her other senses. Go
stop the show Medea pauses for a moment at the bottom of the ramp and flashes the camera a smile and then blows a kiss before she jumps up onto the ring apron and as she grabs a hold of the top rope she leans back and once again waves to the crowd before turning back around and vaulting over the top rope. I
bleed it out digging deeper As the song fades away, Medea stands in the middle of the ring awaiting her opponent with her hands on her hips and a smirk on her lips. Falcoon - Originally Chase Roberts was scheuled to appear here tonight, however Chase couldn't make it due to a flight delay in southern Florida back in the United States. Burst - Hey.. I have a question.. If it's 8 PM.. What time is this airing in the states if this is live? Kissens - Shhhh! Falcoon - ... It just is. Burst - I don't think it is! I don't think this show is live! Kissens - SHHHHH!!! Falcoon - I don't think YOU'RE LIVE! (Ding, Ding, Ding...) The bell sounds and the four women come out of their corners.. Tara darts from the corner and leaps onto Medea's shoulders, they turn so fast you can barely see it as Tara slings her across the ring with a hurricanronna. Just as that move lands, you see Cassie Gunn crack Z in the face with a roundhouse kick! Cassie covers.. 1...2... Z kicks out! Cassie is quick to get back on her feet. Tara leaps off the top rope and missle dropkick's Cassie in the back. Cassie crashes face first to the mat, Medea slings herself off the ropes and grabs Tara's head from behind... Bull Dog! Medea rolls her over and pins.. 1... 2.. .kickout by Tara! Burst - I haven't seen this many women throwing themselves around since the film Gang Bang #43! Falcoon - Bodies crashing everywhere! You think a cruiserweight divison is impressive? Pfft... Watch our WoW's! Kissens - Niccce plug! Falcoon - Yeah I got paid for that. Medea gets to her knees.. SMACK! Cassie plants her with a fierce kick to the back of the head! Falcoon - Holy fucking kediva! Cassie rolls Medea on her back.. 1...2.. From the top turnbuckle Z leaps off! Diving headbutt! Burst - Now go murder your family.. You... You.... Chris Benoit move user! Falcoon - What? Kissens - Ignore him.. Burst - I SMOKED TO MANY POT. Just as Z lands on the two women, the ref breaks the count and has to move urgently out of the way from Tara who leaps off another top turnbuckle... Frog Splash!! Kissens - Frogsplash on all three women! Burst - Is everyone just gonna steal dead people''s moves all night? Tara lands the splash ontop of all three ladies, Z rolls her off and onto her shoulders.. She holds Tara down.. 1...2... Tara kicks out! They scramble to seperate. Medea crawls away from the wreckage from the bottom and uses the ropes to get up.. Z runs towards her, Medea drops pulling the top rope down and Z crashes to the floor! Cassie pulls Tara up and sends her into the ropes.. Medea leaps right onto the top rope and springboards off, she lands on Cassie's shoulders then flips herself around to Cassie's front side and hurricanronna's her over into a pin! 1...2.. Cassie kicks out! Falcoon - Medea is at the disadvantage in this matcch, being the champion.. Everyone wants her out early! Tara sneaks in from behind on Medea as she stands. Medea instantly whips around and kicks her in the gut.. swinging neck breaker! Falcoon - Poetry in Motion! Kissens - That's not much of a finisher! Medea grabs Tara's legs and the fans scream as she steps through like a sharpshooter.. Cassie grabs Medea's foot from under the ropes.. Z darts towards Medea.. Medea drops Tara's legs and back body drops Z over the ropes and landing on top of Cassie on the outside! The fans scream as Medea fights off all three then hooks in a sharpshooter to Tara! Falcoon - Celtic Knot! Burst - For the love of god... Quit taking moves from dead people! Kissens - Tara's tapping! The referee signals for the bell.. Missy Janson - The winner of series one...Medea Jane McTierney, eliminated from the series is Tara Headoff! Medea drops the hold and her hand is raised in victory. Falcoon - 3 women left in this series. Kissens - 4. I just recieved a note... Written in.... Eww is that canned cheese? Ugh.. Falcoon - Gimmie that! .. Next week Tara Headoff wiill face Chase Roberts, the winner will fight later on in the elimination series! Burst - Pffftt! Lame! Medea holds her title in the air.. From the backside of the ring Tara slides in with a chair. Cassie climbs onto the aprion and points at the WoW title and Medea. Falcoon - Tara has a chair! Look out Medea!< The crowd screams as a blur darts down and slides into the ring.. Kissens - The champ! Alexis spears Tara from the side before she can swing the chair. Medea turns around and sees Alexis attacking Tara and quickly pulls them apart. Kissens - Get back! What are you doing Medea! Falcoon - She doesn't realize what was about to happen! Medea pulls Alexis off Tara. Alexis shoves medea and points to the chair.. Medea refuses to look away from Alexis.. Falcoon - Medea has no idea what Alexis just did for her. Burst - What is going on? I'm so FUCKING high. Alexis turns back towards Tara and Medea suddenly plants her with a right hand then slings Alexis into the ropes! Kissens - What the fuck bitch!? Medea you just made a HORRIBLE mistake! Alexis bounces off beyond her control and Medea grabs her on the rebound.. Implant DDT on Alexis!! Medea quickly grabs her title and slides out of the ring. Kissens - Are you kidding me? Are you FUCKING kidding me? Falcoon - That would have been a great combo, WoW and OWF champion working together! Kissens - Major mistake on Medea's behalf.
Burst - Boo, I want more women! Falcoon - Oh relax buddy. Kissens - Who do you think has the upper hand going into the next match of this series? Falcoon - Z impressed me, as did the champion of course. Burst - I'm sticking with Medea. She kicked ass tonight. Kissens - Can't go wrong with her I don't think. From the back, we see Garrett Greene run down the ramp. He holds a piece of paper in his hands, which he quickly delivers to Missy Janson who walks to the side of the ring to receive the note. Greene disappears up the ramp, just as quickly as he appeared. Missy looks down at the card and lifts the microphone to her lips. Missy Janson - And now the moment you’ve all been waiting for. Approaching the ring, for the first time in Russia! Introducing the OWF Franchise… The Warheart… Aphrodisia Jordan! “Warheart” by Children of Bodom hits and the crowd is on their feet. Purple and white spotlights crawl across audience. The familiar silhouette of Aphrodisia Jordan comes into view on the stage. A spotlight crosses over her, and reveals her dressed in a black pin-stripe suit with a black fedora. Her hair is pinned into a bun at the back of her head, and her right eye is mostly covered by the brim of the hat. She begins a slow, steady walk to the ring, entering it over the second rope. She paces slowly around it, a somewhat satisfied smirk on her face. She moves to Missy and gestures for the microphone before shooing the woman out of the ring. She brings the microphone to her lips but is cut off by excited cheers, which make her smirk only grow. She waves her hand to get them to quiet down, continuing to pace slowly around the squared-circle. Aphrodisia Jordan - ????????????, Yaroslavl! ?????? ??????? ??? ???????? ???? ????? ??? ???? ????? ??????? ?????????, ????? ?. This has the crowd up in arms, cheering and hollering. She grins that much wider, leaning against one of the turnbuckles, waiting for the hysterics to die down a little. Aphrodisia Jordan - As I’m sure you all are well aware… I’m a woman of few words. I prefer action to syllables. They just seem to have a better effect when it comes to dealing with testosterone-overdose cases. That being said… I have a lot to say when it comes to OWF. Listing the issues I have with the management, the officials and everything else would undoubtedly anger me further and send me into a tirade of French swearing. So, I will refrain from telling you the reasons that have made me hesitant to return here. There are a few boos as Aphrodisia begins to pace again, clearly uncomfortable with having to give a speech. Aphrodisia Jordan - So, instead… I’ll give you all the two reasons that are making me stay. The arena suddenly became deafening. Cheers, hollers and applause echo off the walls. Aphrodisia holds up one finger, her face becoming very serious. Aphrodisia Jordan - Don’t get me wrong… I've had dozens of offers the second OWF closed. Hell, even beforehand. Anyway, reason number one: DK and CJ didn’t want to lose their Franchise. Meaning that yours truly got a nice, fat contract. Now, how can I say no when all those zeros are staring me in the face, hmm? I may have been screwed plenty in the past when it comes to big time matches and titles… but at least the “presidents” have enough sense not to fuck with me and my money. She grins as she moves into the center of the ring. She places a hand on her hip, the hand holding the microphone holding up two fingers this time. Aphrodisia Jordan - Reason number two: I can’t possibly bring myself to leave the fed until I give you, the wonderful fans across the world, a female World Champion that actually deserves it. I’ve held every belt now… and yet the number one belt… the Big Kahuna belt… the belt that says OWF is my bitch and the roster is the rubber-masked S&M bitch getting bent over and spanked... I have yet to obtain it. But I’m going to… which brings me to the end of my State of the Franchise address… Aphrodisia grins a little wider as she takes her hat off, holding it between her thumb and forefinger by the brim. She holds it out in front of her, letting it swing between her two fingers slowly. She stares at the hat intently, seemingly hypnotized by the slow swaying. Aphrodisia Jordan - I will stay in OWF… and I will accept this new… high-paying contract. I will even go as far as promising that I will not lend out my services elsewhere. However… at the next pay-per-view… I want my hat throw in… for the main event… for the World Champion of the OWF… With that, Aphrodisia drops the fedora into the middle of the ring along with the microphone before OWF cuts to a commercial break.
Burst - APH IS BACK! Falcoon - Thanks Genius! Kissens - I'm glad, the OWF needs her. Burst - Gonna be interesting to see if she gets that title shot. Falcoon - Only time will tell! Kissens - Oooh, look, time for the World Title Match! Missy Janson - IT IS TIME FOR THE MAIN EVENT. It is scheduled for a one-fall and it is for the OWF World Heavyweight Championship!! Burst - Finally! Falcoon - It's time for the first World Title match on Addiction in a while! Kissens - It's sure to be a great match. Falcoon - We can only hope. Missy Janson - Introducing first, the challenger, he is the current OWF Network Champion, from Alberta, Canada...Seraph! 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. 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. Falcoon - Alexis Cage has a lot to worry about tonight. Burst - I wouldn't be surprised if Seraph walked out Champion tonight. Kissens - Don't count out Alexis. Missy Janson - And his opponent, fighting out of Phoenix, Arizona. She is the current OWF World Heavyweight Champion, here is Alexis Cage! 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. Just then a hard drum slam comes across and the dimmed lights flicker once. PA System - Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing. Suddenly a bass drum comes into play pounding at each half second as each word of "Build God, Then We'll Talk" By Panic At The Disco leaks out over the crowd. PA System - Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering.. The lights continue to strobe around the arena, fading out with each hit of the bass drum, they look for something as the fans rise to their feet. PA System - The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde! The fans scream as you see a figure emerge on the side of the OWF tron, it's kneeled down as the flashing and pulsing spotlights continue to search.. PA System - And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes.... The spotlight dies and everything is silent in the arena, all but the sounds of cheering fans. Seconds pass before the spotlight returns on the side of the OWFtron nearly 10 foot in the air to show Alexis Cage standing with her arms in the air. ...Along
with the people inside Suddenly Alexis drops down from the OWF-tron letting her skirt float up over her hips on the way down. He lands on the stage and screams "YEAH!" while throwing a fist into the air. The fans get more excited by the second! The arena lights back up as the theme continues to play on her way down to the ring. Tonight
tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin She slides into the ring face first then leaps to her feet then instantly runs to the top turnbuckle leaping straight to it. And
not to mention, the constable, and his proposition, for that
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with the people inside The sound fades away as she hops down from the turnbuckle and prepares herself for her match. Burst - I'm getting excited. Falcoon - You always do whenever Alexis comes out. Burst - Uhhh.. (Ding, Ding, Ding...) Burst - Oh, time for the match! The fans go nuts as Alexis and Seraph square off in the middle of the ring. Seraph pushes Alexis across the ring and into the corner, she runs out but he picks her up and nails her with a huge spinebuster. He stands right back up, lifting Alexis up by her hair. She attempts to hit Seraph in the stomach, but he quickly brings a knee up to her face, stunning her for a second. He tucks Alexis' head under his arm and sets her up for a suplex. He lifts her up and slams her down to the mat, as her back hits with a sickening thud. Burst - Seraph seems to have shaken off his ring rust immediately. Falcoon - Alexis does look a little sluggish. Seraph quickly gets up to his feet, as Alexis grabs for the ropes attempting to pull herself to her feet. Seraph stands above her, looking down as he picks her up by her arm. He irish whips her across the ring and he telegraphs a back body drop, but Alexis counters as she cartwheels and flips over his back, landing on her feet and jumping towards the turnbuckle. She lands facing the crowd on the second rope and immediately she jumps backwards off of it. She turns around in mid air an as Seraph turns around she nails a huge insiguri to his face, sending him to the mat. Kissens - What a kick by Alexis! Falcoon - That nearly took his head off. Burst - Both of them came to fight, that's for suure. Kissens - And the fans here in Russia are in for a treat. Alexis slowly makes her way to her knees and covers Seraph, the referee slides into place...1...2...kickout by Seraph. Falcoon - Early pin-attempt by Alexis. Kissens - I think she wants to get out of the ring as soon as possible, with Aphrodisia hunting her and not to mention Plague, who just came back tonight. Alexis grabs Seraph by the hair, tugging him to his feet as she stands as well. She hooks him up for a DDT but Seraph blocks it, Alexis nails a knee to the stomach, then attempts the DDT again and nails it in the center of the ring. The fans begin to root for Alexis as she again lifts Seraph by his hair. She pushes him back into the corner and she stands on the second rope. She starts to punch Seraph in the face as the fans count in Russian. At about the fourth punch, Seraph reaches under her legs and picks her up for a powerbomb. Alexis tries to fight it off as she flips backwards, attemping a hurracanrana, but Seraph holds on. He swings her back up into the powerbomb position and slams her down right on her back. Seraph staggers a bit, before he grabs Alexis by the legs and grapevines them. He turns her over and locks on the Sharpshooter. Burst - Seraph is trying to end it here! Kissens - Alexis is too close to the ropes though. Alexis reaches out, an inches distance away from the bottom rope. She screams in pain as Seraph cranks back, applying more pressure to the back and legs of Alexis. She puts both of her palms on the mat and pulls herself closer to the ropes, amid more pain, as she reaches out and grabs a hold of the bottom rope. The referee calls for a clean break, but Seraph doesn't let go immediately. Eventually he stands up and hoists his arms into the air. Falcoon - Seraph is looking dominant. Kissens - He looks more concerned with hurting Alexxis than winning the belt. Burst - I don't know about that. Seraph bends down, again lifting Alexis up by her hair and he quickly tosses her between the middle and top ropes to the outside near the announcers table. He follows her out, walking over to the ring announcers table and grabbing a steel chair. He hoists it up over his head, but as he swings it down Alexis rolls out of the way. Seraph hits the concrete with the chair, sending a shockwave through his hand. He tries to shake it off but before he can react, Alexis stands and charges Seraph. She spears him into the steel steps, sending them everywhere as both competitors fall lifeless on the outside. Burst - That was pure desperation. Falcoon - She's proven that she will do what it takkes to win. The referee chooses not to count the ring out and let the two fight it out. Alexis starts to move first, grabbing the ring apron as she pulls herself up to her feet. Seraph is slow to recover, as he is using the ring post to get up to his feet. Both competitors roll into the ring at about the same time, where they square off once again. This time Alexis pushes Seraph, he takes one step back and then unleashes a huge clothesline that sends Alexis flipping. He falls to the mat next to her and he lays his arm across her chest for the pin...1...2...kickout by Alexis. Kissens - The champ has more fight left in her. Burst - But how much left? Falcoon - That's true, Seraph is a powerful man andd he has proven that time after time. Seraph pounds the mat in frustration and he jumps to his feet. He catches his second wind as he lifts Alexis up and pushes her back into the corner. He lift her up, sitting her on the top rope as he climbs up to the top rope. He keeps her sitting and he tucks her head between his legs. He hooks both of her arms into a pedigree position on the top rope. Burst - Oh no! Seraph jumps backwards, nailing his finisher Oblivion from the top rope. Falcoon - Pedigree from the top, that's it! It's alll over! Seraph is stunned from the move as his adrenaline starts to slowly fade. Both competitors lay face down in the ring as the referee checks on them both. Seraph starts to move first, slowly rollin himself over onto his back. He tries catching his breath before he rolls over and pushes Alexis with all his might onto her back. He continues to roll over, laying an arm across her chest once again as the referee slides in for the count. Burst - New champ! 1...2...thr- kickout by Alexis! Kissens - She kicked out! Burst - WHAT! How! Seraph collapses to the mat as the fans cheer for Alexis. Both competitors catch their breath before making any moves. Seraph is the first to move, grabbing the ropes and pulling himself up to his knees. Alexis pushes herself up to all fours as she struggles to get to her feet. Falcoon - Both of these competitors are absolutely wiped out! Seraph gets to his feet, as he tries to gain his balance. Alexis gets to her feet as both competitors turn around and face each other, Seraph attempts a clothesline but Alexis ducks and grabs his head. She falls down nailing Uncaged in the middle of the ring. Kissens - UNCAGED! Falcoon - Oh how the tides have turned. Burst - This is unbelievable. Alexis struggles as she rolls Seraph over. She drapes an arm over him as the referee makes the count...1...2...thr- kickout! Falcoon - Kickout by Seraph! Kickout by Seraph! Burst - God damnit, I wanna go home! Alexis looks extremely frustrated. She is able to push herself back up to her feet, as Seraph is only up to all fours. Alexis pushes Seraph back into the corner nearest to the announcer tables. She pushes him up to a sitting position on the top rope, and she climbs up to the second rope. She pulls him up into a standing position, as she stands up too. Kissens - What is she going to do now! Just then, from the crowd, we see a cloaked figure jump over the guard rail with a steel chair in hand. He hops up onto the apron and swings the chair, nailing both Seraph and Alexis. They are sent flying off the top rope through the announcers table. Falcoon - WHAT THE HELL! Kissens - We need EMT's! The referee hops out of the ring to check on Alexis and Seraph as EMT's rush the ring. The referee calls for the bell. Burst - Who wins?! Missy Janson gets into the ring as the referee explains the decision. Missy Janson - This match has been ruled a no contest due to each competitors inability to continue on. Therefore by default, STILL OWF Heavyweight Champion, Alexis Cage! Falcoon - That's bogus! Burst - Who the hell is that!! The man in the mask steps into the middle of the ring, pulling the mask back and revealing himself to be Plague. Kissens - PLAGUE! Burst - He said for Seraph and Alexis to watch ouut, and he just ruined a great World Title Match! Falcoon - Well, we have a few minutes of dead ai --- Just then, the screen cuts to black. Then, a video appears on the screen. The screen fades to black. |
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