Thursday Night Meltdown September 18th 2008

[BK London]

Segment: lolwut (Credit: Dan White)

For a dude who's not even meant to have been at the show, Dan's been pretty busy tonight. He's addressed the crowd for possibly the last time, and he's had contracts thrown at him from left, right and centre. So where does his career lie? Well, it lies wherever the ACW wrestlers want him to be. And that could be anywhere, especially since he pissed half of them off in his earlier promo.

The segment opens in the backstage, and Dan's about to leave the arena. He's got a kit bag slung over his right shoulder, and he checks his phone for messages, before turning around and going to leave the arena. But in his way stands a kid of mixed race. He looks quite stocky, with short, dark hair, and he also looks a tad nervous.

Dan: Hey kid, how did you get past security?

He speaks, in a nervy tone.

Kid: Um, I was told that you'd be here...

Dan: Oh, well do you want an autograph, kid? I don't have a pen or paper, though....

Kid: Er, no, it's fine. I, er-

Dan: Hey, that's a Cardiff accent you have! I'm guessing you're from round that way?

Kid: Yeah...

Dan: Same here! Which area?

Kid: Near Ninian Park...

Dan: No shit! Same here! So why were you asked to come here?

The kid clears his throat.

Kid: Well, my name is James Sinclair...

Dan: Sinclair? I knew a lass called Sinclair, Kirsty Sinclair. She lived around Ninian as well! In fact if we keep this between you, me, and the millions watching this camera, she was the one I lost my virginity to. I was only 13 as well....not a great age to lose it.

James: Well, I don't really know how to put this, but....I was born 13 years ago.

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Dan: ...wut

James: Erm, you're my dad....

Now, imagine you just found out that 13 years ago you lost your virginity to a girl, and then 13 years later you found out that your experience together produced a kid, who has just told you that you're a father. Then you'd be able to fathom what Dan is thinking right now.

Dan: For Fuck's Sake!

Fade Out.

[BK London]

Segment: “It’s in the Cards” (Credit: Kudo)

Days Ago

The gym boys that have learned and trained with Kudo for the past month are seated together in casual clothing rather than the often worn sweat-grayed tank tops and shorts which are common attire at the gym. Samurai influenced Haiku Ryu, MMA inspired Jess Washington, success driven Ghetto Rob, and Emperor of the Ring bound Kudo Yasuda sit at a round table with green felt over it as Albright sits in central position with a deck of cards in his hands.

Albright: Alright boys, the game is 7 card stud hi/lo. Antes are one white chip and big blind is 2 reds…

Kudo: Hold on, how come you don’t have chips?

Jess “Boomer” Washington: Yeah, you’re not playing Mr. Albright?

Albright: Of course not. I’m a backstage kind of guy, plus I prefer not to become a deadbeat through the proven perils of gambling. I’ll just be dealer for you fine gentlemen and watch with the vigilance of a cat at night. You know, the ones with the eyes glowing and stuff.

Kudo: …become a deadbeat? We’re playing for gym chores Albright…

Albright: And yet...

Kudo squints his eyes in confusion as he waits for Albright to finish his sentence but he never does. Instead, he begins dealing out two cards face down for each person and one face up as he collects the antes.

Haiku Ryu:
Wait what is this mess?!
How can you deal it face up?!
Unacceptable

The other 3 players look on in surprise.

Albright: Hold on, Ryu, you do know how to play 7 card stud right?

Haiku Ryu:
No, not right at all.
What kind of game shows your cards
To other people?

Albright slaps his forehead as the others stare on with an “are you kidding me?” look on their faces.

Albright: Alright let’s try another game then. Texas Hold’em, that’s a good and popular game now…

20 minutes later

Albright (with shirt sleeves rolled up and messed up hair): My goodness, I guess the only game everyone knows how to play is Go Fish. So that’s the name of the game and the game starts now.

Ghetto Rob: …man this is wack.

Haiku Ryu:
Go Fish is a game
A game that takes true spirit
I will play to win

Albright deals out the cards and mixes the rest out in the center of the table and the gang begins playing as small talk begins.

Washington (with a cigar in his mouth): So Kudo how did Mr. Albright get you to play cards with us? I would have figured you’d still be out getting ready for Emperor of the Ring.

Ghetto Rob: Yeah don’t you got to be gettin’ all ready way in advance like you always do? And more important -- don’t you got a 10?

Kudo: Go fish.

Ghetto Rob: Man that’s some ol’ bull…

Kudo: And yes, normally I’d be training and healing up and repeating the process, but you know, this past year has left me realizing that I’ve got to learn to take a step back when I need to. After all, it was what got me out of high intensity competition for about a year. I had to slow things down and over the past few months I’ve kind of just been enjoying where I am. Do you have any Aces?

Jess Washington begrudgingly hands Kudo his 2 Aces, completing the set.

Washington: You know, I never thought I’d see the day when Kudo Yasuda would learn to just sit back and enjoy life with such a big event like EOTR coming up. You’re really something Mr. Albright, convincing Kudo to actually slow down his pacing and not overworking himself before a match.

Albright: Well like I always say, a man who is successful in relaxing is successful in other ventures. Now I may look like a busybody but even I find my ways to get in some R&R.

Ghetto Rob: Maybe you should add dat R&R to R-3 and get R-5, M I RITE?!

Washington: Or not.

Ghetto Rob: Man, shut up.

Albright: I know Kudo wants to be training all around the clock, but realistically he’s got to know when to push it, but more importantly now in this stage of his career: when to put on the brakes.

Kudo nods and a few more rounds pass on.

Haiku Ryu:
Do you have a 3?
Because I could use one now
I just made my set –

Ghetto Rob: Geez just take it already, you aint gotta keep sayin’ so many words.

Rob hands over his 3 of clubs. Ryu then requests a Jack.

Ghetto Rob: You betta get yo ass some rice and seaweed cuz you about to be goin FISHIN'!

Ryu draws from the scattered pool of cards in the center.

Ghetto Rob: Haha, finally my turn now. Gimme yo Queens Kudo I know you got them honeys!

Kudo hands over his last 2 cards to Rob who celebrates making his first and only set.

Ghetto Rob: Yeah yeah, what now?! I got my four fly ladies up in here for all ya’ll to see. Check that, 4 of them in da flesh babeh! Man look at them lookin’ so prett--wait what? You won? Oh that’s some fake ass shit right dere. Oh mah gawd! How you gonna sit back in your seat and win when I’m da one askin’ fo the cards?! Huh? Huh?! Man this game is bullshit.

Kudo: …

Washington: …

Haiku Ryu:
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. . . . . . .
. . . . .

Albright: So…another round?

Ghetto Rob: …yeah.

-Fade Out-

[BK London]

Match 4: Scott Andrews vs. The Brothers Grimm – Handicap Steel Cage Match (Credit: Scott Andrews)


MATCH START: As all the participants have entered the ring the cage is now lowered. Hack and Slash both look menacing as they stare Scott down before the referee calls for the bell. The two monsters approach Scott from both sides. As they run at him, Scott ducks and rolls away, getting to his feet again with haste. Hack wipes his nose and gets ready for another swoop. They slowly creep up on Scott, and the Scarlet Assassin wastes no time leaping to the top rope and quickly diving off into Hack with a Missile Dropkick. Hack and Scott crash to the mat, but unfortunately for Scott, Slash is there to turn the tables. He lifts Scott up and chucks him over his shoulders. Before he can begin running, Scott slips off his back and hits him with a quick neckbreaker, bringing the big man down. He goes for a quick cover but only gets a one count. Scott knows it’s going to be a hard road keeping these two apart and taking them down one at a time; can he keep it up? He scurries over to Hack and begins laying lefts and rights into him before Slash begins to get to his feet. Scott sees him on one knee and runs at him, dropkicking him in the face. He then moves back to Hack, but the big man catches him with a one handed choke hold as he gets to his feet.

MATCH MIDDLE: Hack whips him to the ropes, but Scott stops just before them. Hack then charges and fully misses his target as Scott ducks down and the hoss flies into cage wall. Slash is now on his feet and as Scott looks to strike him, he grabs Scott’s arm and then lifts him up in a military press before walking towards the cage and throwing him into the wall. Scott bounces off the cage and falls to the mat, coughing and grabbing his stomach. Hack is to his feet again and the cage incident looks to have opened his forehead up slightly. Both men are immediately on the attack and grab Scott to his feet before whipping him against the ropes and giving him a double clothesline on his way back. The heels clap and look into the crowd who boo heavily at the dastardly pair. Slash goes for a pin but only gets a two count. Hack lifts Scott’s head and slaps him a couple of times before dragging him to the turnbuckle. He and Slash begin stomping him down in the lower turnbuckle as the fans show their displeasure, surely only fuelling the Brothers Grimm.

MATCH END: Hack and Slash have finally gained full control over Scott and proceed to pummel him with lefts and rights at the turnbuckle. Hack then climbs the turnbuckle and Slash positions Scott between his legs as if to go for a Powerbomb. He hoists Scott up and it looks as if the Brothers are going to hit a top rope big boot/powerbomb combination; both their finishers put together, otherwise known as the Skull Destroyer. Slash moves into position as Hack balances himself, but with whatever strength he had left, Scott flings Slash head over heels with a hurricanrana, leaving Hack on the top rope, angered, but unbalanced. Scott wastes no time and gets up, leaps off the second rope and blasts Hack in the side of the head with a move that has destroyed many a skull; The Headshot. Hack lies motionless on the mat, but Scott isn’t finished; he wants to send a message to Russo and BK; you can’t take Scott Andrews out. He goes towards Slash and knees him in the back, forcing him back to the mat before locking in the Scarlet Fever and wrenching back with intensity. Slash survives only momentarily until giving up to the painful submission hold.

WINNER: Scott Andrews

[BK London]

Segment: Tit for Tat. (Credit: Jonny Spade and Thunder Train)

The scene begins with Jonny who is in his locker room and from the looks of things it seems that he he took a shower. As he gets dressed in jeans and a t-shirt a technician rushes into his locker room with an extreme look of concern on his face.

Techie: JONNY! JONNY! COME QUICK!

Jonny: Why?

Techie: There’s no time to explain!

The techie rushes out of the room and Jonny rushes out leaping over the sofa in the room and the camera man follows close behind. The technician pauses and takes a sip of water from a water fountain. Jonny is right behind him breathing heavily.

Jonny: …You know…it would just be faster….if you told me what it was…

Techie: Ah…I TOLD YOU THERES NO TIME TO EXPLAIN!

The two begin rushing off again and the technician finally slows down an points to the distraction up ahead that has grabbed the attention of fellow techies and some lower ranking ACW superstars.

Jonny: WOAH THERE! Train lets be reasonable here…

The camera shot pans over to show Train that he has Gooey tied up in a chair that is just inches away from a long staircase.

Train: You want to be reasonable? YOU COSTED ME MY MATCH! I HAD HIM BEAT!

Jonny: Well…You didn’t really I wa--

Train: WHAT WAS THAT SPADE??

Train pushes the chair a little more closer to the edge. Jonny holds his hands out again!

Jonny: Okay, okay…what do you want from me?

Train: I want...I want to destroy the legacy of Jonny Spade. I want to get rid of you for good…at Emperor of the Ring.

Jonny: A match huh? Well why didn’t you just say so? This could of all be avoided if you just came up and asked me…BUT!

The crowd lets out a gasp from the “but”. Jonny looks at them with a “-__- “ look on his face.

Jonny: but…we have a match that I want.

Train: Fine…what is it?

Jonny: Let Gooey out of the chair first and I will tell you it.

Train ponders the deal put before him and then decides to let Gooey go. Gooey gets untied and he quickly backs away from Train to where Jonny is. Jonny checks to make sure that is everything is okay and then he turns back to Train and then begins to back away and then turns and fully makes a run for it.

Jonny: I’LL TELL YOU ON MONDAY!!

As Jonny and Gooey make a break for it Train becomes annoyed and smashes the chair that Gooey was sitting in up against a wall causing the people watching to be scared and they runaway to safer ground.

Train: SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADE!

The camera focuses on Train’s face which looks really pissed off and almost ready to have steam come out of it as the scene ends.

[BK London]

Segment: Taking on the unstoppable (Credit: BK London)

We're back in the office of Chairman Stephan Russo, and he seems rather pleased with what went on in the ring earlier tonight. Enjoying a nice cup of coffee, he plops himself behind his big comfortable chair and relaxes. Meanwhile, something appears to be irking the OCW Champion. How can you tell? He's as pissed as he usually is.

Stephan Russo: Calm down champ, what happened out there went perfectly. You see how you knocked that old geezer out on his ass? He didn't see it coming. Next time he'll think twice about mouthing off to the OCW Champion. But you really need to chill, Jake will be here soon and you two will need to get ready for your match.

BK London: I'm not irked about what happened out there, somewhat. I'm pissed about what that Max McNally said to me before I knocked his lights out. The thing about Yoko Satoshi.

Stephan Russo: That thing? Puh-leeease BK, you can't let things like that get to you. People are going to say stuff like that all of the time, you've got to dust that stuff off. How are the kids saying it these days? Dust that dirt of your shoulder? Yeah, do that...

BK London: ....

Stephan Russo: What?

BK London: Never say that again, please.

Stephan Russo: What? Stephan Russo can be down. Stephan Russo knows what's hot in the streets...

BK London: ....stop please. But back on topic, I've been thinking about this for a while, and I want you to do something for me. Something to redeem yourself in my eyes after idiotically booking Zero/Cheng AND Andrews/BK on Monday.

Stephan Russo: Anything, you name it.

BK London: Well I've been hearing about this Night of Rematches on October 2nd, and I want you to make sure that I get to face Yoko Satoshi.

Stephan Russo: ...what?

BK London: I don't care how many calls you have to make, I don't care how much paper work you have to fill out - I want her in that right.

Stephan Russo: For what? I was going to give you that night off anyway after you beat Scott Andrews at Emperor of the Ring.

BK London: You don't understand, I have to prove to myself - and EVERYONE ELSE - that she is NOT better than I am. Do you remember the last time she lost in ACW? The last time she was pinned? It was when I pinned her! Since then, she has walked around for THREE years without even a single loss! She has taken my championship two times from me before, and I feel that if I let my guard down, she could very well do it a third time. I can't let that happen - I CAN'T!

Stephan Russo: ....fine. I'll try to do everything in my power.

BK London: Good. I'm going to get ready for the match.

And with that, BK London disappears to the back to do just that while Stephan Russo contemplates the repercussions of such a possible match up.

Fade Out.

[BK London]

Segment: The Hand that Feeds (Credit: Henry McKaye)

[Stephan Russo had two full days and half of another to replay Monday night over and over in his head, and it still pissed him off to no end. Russo was a man who had grown used to getting anything and everything whenever he wanted it. Naturally, he had the most power... the best clothes... the hottest women... the most money, and even though there was a “Co” in his name, he was the most powerful man in ACW. So, why in the world would a street urchin like Jay Zero dare turn him down? What bothered him even more was he sacrificed a stake of power in the progress when he practically handed Jay the International title by signing off on Jay's title shot against Jake Cheng. Whatever, there was going to be hell to pay and if Jay Zero wanted to “fight the good fight” he was going to see why you don't throw rocks at a man with a machine gun.]

[OCW's “God of War” Henry McKaye hadn't been feeling much better about Jay Zero's answer and his neck certainly wasn't feeling too much better from Jay's Zero Chance. The God of War knew that he had an opportunity coming up to eliminate Jay Zero from Emperor of the Ring at the pay per view, but he kept any and all anger he felt subdued after he was informed that Stephan Russo wanted to see him in private. As the God of War reached the OCW locker room, Russo sat behind the desk with a dissatisfied sneer on his face.]

Stephan Russo: Mr. McKaye, have a seat.

[McKaye, who had already finished winning his match tonight against Kudo Yasuda, did as he was instructed this time instead of standing militantly. Henry had been in this situation with Russo before, and that's what lead to AC Evans' departure with the company. Obviously, Henry wasn't surprised to see Russo in a foul mood.]

Stephan Russo: Henry, first I'd like to apologize for Monday night's events and, more importantly, thank you for coming down to the ring. If you hadn't been there to take Jay's Zero Chance... well... I could've been the one face down on the mat. I honestly thought that Zero would've accepted our deal which is why I threw Cheng and his title belt at him. Boy, did that ever blow up in my face, hm? You know, Henry, if there is one thing I hate more than anything else in the world... it's having egg on my face, you know what I mean?

[Russo stood up from his desk chair and started pacing the room after straightening out his dark gray suit jacket. Henry felt like a small child whenever Russo did this and he despised it. Regardless, Russo was the man in charge and the one signing the checks.]

Stephan Russo: Monday night, Jay Zero didn't just make you or the OCW brand look like jokes, more importantly, he made me look like a joke and compromised my authority here in Alpha-soon-to-be-Omega Championship Wrestling. Here I am, so desperate to save this man's career that I completely put myself out on a limb. Hell, I practically gave him the International Championship to him on a silver platter... and he has the NERVE to turn me down? Who the hell does he think he is? More importantly, who does he think he's messing with? Does he not realize who I am? Does he not realize just how much power I wield around here? You know, Henry, if I chose to do so... I could fire his ass right here and now! Boom, just like that I could vacate the OCW International Championship and erase his entire legacy in this company... but no. That's not good enough... you want a piece of him, don't you, Henry?

[Henry glared up at Russo and Russo's sneer grew larger. Russo dropped to a knee and stared Henry in the face, getting eye to eye with him in the process. Russo could feel the disgust in Henry and realized if he could harness it for himself, he could very well make Zero suffer for humiliating him. As he did, Henry's composure was calm, but there was an aggressive aura coming from him that could be felt without even looking at him.]

Stephan Russo: Oh yes... underneath those scowling eyes is the God of War I've been looking for! He embarrassed you out there, didn't he, Henry? The way he just goaded you into that Zero Chance... boy, you practically walked right into it! How does it feel, Henry? How does it feel to be outsmarted by someone with less than a third of your experience and knowledge? I bet it's eating you up inside... I bet you want to tear his head off and put it on a pike! Well, Henry, you’ve succeeded in making it past Kudo Yasuda and Jay Zero has made it past Thunder Train, leaving you against Jay Zero at the semi-finals for the ultimate revenge. You listen to me, McKaye, this is why I hired you... I need you to take that little pest to the cleaners! I want you to take back our title... take his pride... take his one opportunity at getting a title shot against BK London... and take him out entirely if it's at all possible. That's not a request, Mr. McKaye, that's a fucking order! GET RID OF ZERO!

Henry McKaye: With pleasure.

[Henry stood up from the cozy leather chair and turned to head for the door as Russo smiled. Suddenly, Stephan remembered that he was supposed to tell Henry something.]

Stephan Russo: Henry... tell our new friend that the match is made for Warfare. You, him and BK London will be teaming up to face Zero and few other thorns in our side. Make sure he's there. After this Jay Zero debacle, I really don't give a damn if he's as crazy as his reputation makes him out to me and I can't say I care if he gets along with BK London or not. Jay Zero compromised our position as the company's most feared stable... and it's time to get it back. The last time you two spoke... did he have anything to say?

[Henry stopped in his tracks and didn't turn to face Russo when he gave his answer. Yeah, he talked to him alright and he did have something to say.]

Henry McKaye: Yes sir. When he agreed to join OCW, he wanted me to tell BK London that it would be “Astonishing” to see him again.

Stephan Russo: Oh... well... make sure to pass that on to BK then.

[Henry left the room as Russo took his seat back behind the desk and sighed. To be honest, he wasn't really sure what he had just done. This man's reputation was more than enough to make him a perfect fit for the group... but would he and BK not get along to the point of the group falling apart? There was also the whole “timebomb” comments. Was he sure that revenge was so important that it was worth risking his empire? Sure enough, if HE were to explode... he would take everyone in OCW down with him.]

[Regardless... Monday would see a returning superstar under the OCW brand name... and things were definitely going to be interesting.]

[BK London]

Match 5: Top Draw vs. Eddie Edison and Max McNally (Credit: BK London)

Phillip: This tag team match is scheduled for one fall, making their way to the ring weighing in at a combined weight of 456lbs, representing OCW, Jake Cheng and BK London - Top Draw!

"The Eagle has Landed" by Saxon sounds through the speakers, and Jake Cheng makes his way through the curtain first followed by OCW World Champion, BK London and Co-Chairman, Stephan Russo. The three continue their way down the ramp with the utmost confidence in themselves, and BK London is the first to enter the ring. Jake Cheng hops over the top rope and Russo takes the steps, and all three manage to pose before the crowd - getting quite the heat from the crowd. Stepping down from the turnbuckle, BK London hands his belt over to Russo - who exits the ring, and now both Jake Cheng and BK London turn towards the announce table.

Phillip: And their opponents, ACW's lead announce team, Eddie Edison and Max McNally!

Edison: I would've never thought that we'd be doing this Max.

McNally: Neither would I, but if we don't do it - we'll lose our jobs. Stephan Russo will get what's coming to him, I don't know when - I don't know where - but he will!

The two remove their headsets and reluctantly make their way up the ramps before entering the ring. Edison, the younger of the two, decides to enter the ring first - hoping his brief wrestling experience can help him in this match, but they know they're no match for the team of former World Champion - Top Draw.

RAF reluctantly rings the bell, and it's BK London who's going to start the match.

Immediately out of the gate, BK London clobbers Eddie Edison with a huge clothesline - nearly knocking his block off. The 175-pounder is no match for the huge frame of BK London, and London picks him up with ease before throwing him into the corner. Taking his time, BK London backs up and races towards the corner before crushing him with a full speed clothesline. The air rushes out of the lungs of the commentator, and Edison simply falls down to the mat - he's done. BK London rolls him over on his back and makes the cover, as RAF slides on over to make the count.

ONE
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TWO
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THR-

But BK London pulls Edison's shoulder up, and the fans boo the OCW Champion. RAF complains that BK London should get this over with, but the champ threatens him with the same fate as well. Picking up Edison, he carries him over to the corner where he tag in Jake Cheng. Jake enters the ring and gets his quickly blows to the torso of Edison, and now drops an elbow right on his lower back. Edison lays motionless on the mat, and now Jake Cheng rips off his button up shirt - revealing his pale weak body. Picking up Edison again, Jake now hits him with a Snap Suplex on the mat below him.

Jake springs back up to his feet, and gloats in his triumph as the crowd continues to boo the Grand Slam Champion. Cheng now picks up Edison once more and plants him in the mat with a Scoop slam, one of the more elementary moves of wrestling. And now Jake springs up on one leap to the top rope. Standing on the top rope with perfect balance, he plays towards the crowd, which costs him dearly in a few seconds. McNally races down the apron and shakes the ropes, and quickly losing his balance, Cheng drops right on his family jewels. The crowd goes nuts, and now Edison is trying his best to move his body to crawl towards his corner. Edison finally gets the tag, and McNally moves towards Jake - who is still holding his groin, and manages to hit him with a Scoop slam. This gets a pop that nearly blows the top off the arena, as many thought McNally had no wrestling knowledge outside of the commentary table.

Jake holds his back upon getting up, and McNally plants him in the mat with a DDT. McNally gets right up after that, but he doesn't see BK London coming from behind with the MedEvil London. The one move plants McNally face first into the mat, and the OCW Champion returns to his cover. Jake Cheng slides on over, holding his nose, and makes the cover for the inevitable win.

ONE
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TWO
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THREE!

Phillip: And the winners of this match, Top Draw!

[BK London]

The OCW theme sounds through the speakers, and Stephan Russo decides to enter the ring to celebrate with his two stable mates. RAF attempts to raise the arms of the victors, but Russo quickly shoves him down on his ass and orders him out the ring. He now hands the belt over to London before raising the hand of his top tag team tandem, and many believe that Meltdown is over here. However its far from over for the commentators of ACW. Stephan Russo demands a microphone from Phillip, and looks down at the prone Edison and McNally.

Stephan Russo: You two are going to pay for your words tonight. TONIGHT, OCW will silence the voice of ACW - for GOOD! Lower the cage!

The cage that was used earlier for Scott Andrews versus The Brothers Grimm is lowered down ominously, and it appears there is no escape for the announce team. This cage also prevents anyone from interfering, namely people like Scott Andrews. Reaching in his pocket, Stephan Russo pulls out handcuffs and the grim thought of Edison and McNally being taken out is coming to a reality.

As BK London and Jake drag the two announcers towards the ropes, a huge pop can be heard as Scott Andrews races towards the ring. The two perpetrators are unaware of Scott’s entrance into the arena and continue to try and handcuff Max and Eddie. He reaches the cage door and tries to pull it open but immediately sees that it’s locked. He doesn’t waste time and begins climbing the cage wall. The crowd is pumped as he scrambles up the side of the cage. Scott gets to the top and looks down at BK and Jake.

Scott: Hey! Jackasses!

At that moment, the two OCW members turn around only to have Scott leap off the cage and come thwarting down on top of them with a double cross body. The crowd cheers loudly at the high spot and all three men are down. Scott gets up first and checks on Max and Eddy while BK and Jake try to find their footing. Scott sees the handcuffs and looks at them before looking into the crowd, who make the connection and demand that Scott go through with his intentions.

He grabs Jake by the hair and drags him to the ropes. He slaps the first handcuff on and Jake has nowhere to go. BK is on his feet but is drowsy and Scott takes advantage of his current physical condition, grabbing his wrist and putting it in the other handcuff. The crowd cheers him on and Scott opens up the cage door, exiting the ring and making his way to the announcer desk.

He grabs two steel chairs and brings them back into the ring. Scott gives one to each of the announce team and tells them to strike their opposition. Max and Eddy seem hesitant at first but with some encouragement from Scott and the crowd, the duo let loose and swing the chairs into the skulls of Jake and BK. Of course these actions get a good reaction from the crowd and they demand more. Scott tells them to hold the chairs in front of their faces. He then winds up and kicks the chair into Jake’s face with a Headshot, and then does the same to BK, knocking both OCW members out cold. Scott then asks Phillip for a microphone and he passes it through the cage door.

Scott: BK London, Jake Cheng, OCW, your time is coming to an end. If you haven’t noticed you’ve just had your ass handed to you, and by the looks of things you’re not in the best position to argue. See I don’t condone the physical abuse of officials and staff without good reason. You guys bullied these two great men and forced them into a match with you, but look what happened; Scott Andrews fucked your shit up. And I won’t hesitate to do it again, because all the challenges you’ve thrown me so far I have overcome with ease, only further showing that I, at any moment, could take that belt from your waist BK, and bring it back to ACW where it belongs.

Scott kneels down and goes right up to BK’s face. BK looks very dazed and confused as Scott talks.

Scott: I don’t need to stand here and tell you what I think of you because I’m sure you already know, so I’ll make this quick; BK London you have what I’ve always wanted; the ACW championship. And I will be the one to stop you and your reign in OCW. If tonight is anything to go by you’ll be praying to have the match at Emperor of the Ring cancelled, because it will be your last night as champion...

“Anasasis/Xenophontis” begins to play as Scott backs away from the two OCW members and escorts Max and Eddy out of the ring. The scene begins to fade out as Scott smirks at BK, watching him struggle to keep consciousness and removes his handcuffs.

End Show.

OOC: Post Match-Credit goes to Scott Andrews as well.

[Dan White]

EOTR is heating up!

[xs3]

Kudo rules.

Scott rules.

Zero rules.

Henry rules.

And this fed rules. Even in September.

[The Senator]

Kudo's "roundtable" of trainees must appear again in some format:)

[Jake Steele]

I agree with Mark, this fed is awesome.

EOTR looks like it might be one of the most gruesome PPV's in some time.

[Karate Master Kudo]

I like the way these feuds are progressing. EOTR final matches as well as the others should be great.

[Scott Andrews]

I agree with Senator; more roundtable segments

As a whole the show was awesome and EOTR is definitely looking to be a feud fueled event. Great job everyone.