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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2008 15:49:03 GMT -5
Match 3: EOTR Quarter Finals Match Thunderkiss vs. Dan White (Credit: Dan White) Philip: The following match is an Emperor of the Ring Quarter Finals! Coming first to the ring, from Cardiff, Wales....”The Welsh Dragon” Dan White! ANARCHY!!!!!! ”Anarchy in the UK” by The Sex Pistols hits, and even as the first “Anarchy” hits, the fans go batshit mental as Dan White walks out through the curtain. He claps his hands, ready for action, and walks down to the ring, with a pretty simplistic light show, and no pyros. He walks down the ramp, and close to the fans, not shaking their hands, but close enough so they have the chance to touch greatness. He enters the ring, where he warms up at the ropes, and climbs a turnbuckle, throwing his arms in the air and beating this chest. He may do that on one or two of the other turnbuckles, before jumping down and preparing for a fight.Philip: And his opponent, from Las Vegas, Nevada....Thunderkiss! * “Ultra" by KMFDM begins to bounce itself off of the arena speakers ... *
*The lights dim and silhouettes from two strippers can be seen dancing on the side Alpha Tron screens. Thunderkiss' video plays on the center one as the man himself makes his way through the entranceway. *
When you peel back my eyes I see the pain and feel alive My hatred heaps upon this fire That burns inside and you blow higher But I don't need you anymore You cannot hurt me anymore
* He stands atop of the ramp way looking out into the crowd for a moment, when suddenly he lowers his body and sends his fist flying into the metal below. Upon this impact, pyro lights up both sides of the ramp way creating a sea of hell fire to escort Thunderkiss into the ring. *
And when you take me in your mind Into this dirty sodden shrine I do not need you anymore You cannot hurt me anymore
*Thunderkiss takes his time coming to the ring as he lets the world know they wait for him and him alone. His arrogant walk finally comes to an end as he makes his way up the ring steps and into the ring. Upon entertaining, Thunderkiss takes command of all four corners making a statement that THIS is his house.*
And when you peel back my eyes I see the pain and feel alive My hatred heaps upon this fire That burns inside and you blow higher
Bell rings Dan comes out of his corner, determined to win this match. But TK is no easy character, and he too comes out, ready to give Dan a fight, and more importantly attempt to add the Emperor of the Ring to his many accolades. They lock up, and TK instantly hurls Dan back into the turnbuckle, and he cracks his head off the top. Undettered, Dan lifts his way out and the two lock up. TK uses his vastly extra weight to fling Dan at the ropes, and aims a Big Boot. Dan baseball slides under the foot, leaping to his feet. TK turns around, and Dan begins to fire the elbows his way. He then boots TK in the midsection, doubling the big man over. He then plants a DDT and goes for a quick cover, but TK manages to kick out at two. The duo rise to their feet, and lock up again. Dan goes for the whip, but TK manages to reverse it. He tries a clothesline, but Dan ducks it, turning TK around and hooking his arm. But he's unable to plant the Stunt Bomb, TK being far too heavy, and TK elbows Dan away. The elbow is mighty and powerful, and Dan flies to the other side of the ring. But he's back up, not ready to fall quite yet, as TK smirks at him. They lock up again, and TK starts to get to work in the way he does best. He headbutts Dan, but keeps him on his feet, only to fire a massive chop on Dan's chest. The chop echoes from London to San Francisco, and Dan writhes around in pain. TK smirks, as he leaps up in the air. But Dan manages to roll out the way before the Fall From Glory (Atomic Leg Drop) can be planted, and he's quick to his feet, as TK endures the nasty resulting fall. Dan lifts TK up, which may have been a mistake as keeping him on the floor would possibly be the best solution. Anyways, he clubs TK a couple of times in the head, but they just appear to be superficial hits. TK responds with a brutal knee to the gut, winding Dan. He locks Dan's head in, and lifts him up into a huge Vertical Suplex. He rolls into the cover, but Dan gets a shoulder up just before three. TK looks a tad pissed, but he realises that Dan's more than just a two-bit competitor, and that he'll have to do the whole job, if he wants to make it into the Semi Finals. He gets up, picking Dan up, and pointing to the sky. He lifts Dan into the Heaven's Door, but Dan manages to escape, falling to the ground. TK's shocked by this, as Dan runs off the ropes and plants TK with the Brighton Rock, a brutal side kick to the face. TK falls to the floor, and the crowd properly get behind Dan. He notices TK is in a sitting position, and doesn't take any chances, firing off the ropes and planting him with the Killer Blow (75mph Kick to traditionalists). TK looks pretty clobbered, having taken two brutal headshots in a row, and Dan makes the cover, picking up the crucial 1-2-3 that he really needed, and makes his way to the PPV, much to the cheers from the crowd. Philip: Here is your winner......Dan White! ”Anarchy” hits again, and Dan rolls onto his back, pretty exhausted but happy that he's put his former foe to bed, and won a crucial match. He'll go into Emperor of the Ring now with a semi final spot, and every chance to make it to the final as any of the other competitors in this tournament.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2008 15:49:51 GMT -5
Segment: The dark clouds will continue to loom.. (Credit: BK London)
As we return to Monday Night Warfare, BK London is sitting in his chair and staring his OCW Heavyweight Champion that rests on the table before him. He rests his head on his folded arms, which are rested on the top of the steel chair, and is almost in a trance like state.
Two months ago, he managed to defeat Fallen Souls for this belt - but ever since he has managed to take the belt, a target has been on his chest. Could it possibly be because he is the champion? Or is it simply due to his OCW ties that have everyone gunning for him? Or is it a mix of both. But without question, it seems like BK London has been the most sought after champion in recent history. The Senator, Mr. Red, Scott Andrews, XS3, Dan White, Jay Zero - and no doubt the list doesn't stop there.
Every moment he has the title on his shoulder, a new competition - a new threat pops up, and BK London relishes the moment where he gets to shut all of the competition down. But there's something different about Mr. Scott Andrews than the rest of the competition. When it comes down to the history of these two - both men have a long tenure between these ACW walls, but they are relatively new to one another. Sure, they've managed to cross paths a few times before when their names linked up on the card - but it was nothing more than a bout. Something BK London didn't take too seriously. But no doubt about it, Scott Andrews has got BK London's attention - and he plans on taking him VERY seriously.
As BK London looks at his reflection in his shiny World Title belt, with the OCW logo embedded where the ACW logo used to be - it reminded him of the legacy that he was starting. After two World Title reigns, it's hard to have your third after such a long tenure in this company, and still be thought of as "in your prime". But BK London vowed to defy expectations, and he re-invented himself and reinvigorated himself with OCW. He felt as good and fresh as when he won his first ACW title back in 2005. This time, however - he wasn't going to just let his reign end before he even got off his feet. He wasn't going to lie down or allow himself to lose the championship until he was ready.
While many people believe that it's only a matter of time until BK London loses his top spot to Scott Andrews or to the next challenger that steps up to the plate, BK wants to make one thing clear: That he's far from ready to give up his place in this company.
And he plans to prove it, at Emperor of the Ring.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2008 15:50:07 GMT -5
Segment: Credit to the real King/Desire (Credit: Dan White)
The camera fades in to our two resident commentators, Maxwell McNally and Eddie Edison. McNally looks particularly focused, as he prepares to conduct his first ever interview on ACW television.
McNally: Well, just a few minutes ago we witnessed Dan White keeping his ACW career alive for another few days, at least. And it brings me great pleasure that I have the opportunity to interview Dan tonight. Dan, can you hear me?
Dan: Aye Max, loud and clear.
There's a cheer as Dan appears from his locker room on the titantron. He looks completely flushed, having really given it his all to beat Thunderkiss.
McNally: Well, we were just commenting on how just a few minutes ago, you successfully remained in the Emperor of the Ring tournament, and you'll go into the Pay Per View on Saturday with just 4 men remaining. You must be pleased!
Dan: Actually, Max. I can't say I'm all that pleased at all.
There's a sudden hush from Max, whose eyes widen. That wasn't the answer he was expecting.
McNally: Well, do you care to elaborate? I mean you've just beaten a man who was World Champion not 5 months ago...
Dan: I know that. And I know I've beaten a man that, on my record will look good. But is there any point? Will it stop the media writing absolute crap about me? Probably not. They love a scapegoat, and I'm not going to be theirs to fucking write about when they can't push their dirtsheets.
McNally: Well Dan, you have to think about this logically. A lot of what the media writes is to push a story. You have to take it on the chin. Think about people like BK London. The papers wrote all sorts of vicious rumours when he suffered his house burning down, and then later his divorce from his wife!
Dan: I know, Max, but they went down in my estimation when they said stuff like that. That kind of stuff is not on. Would they be willing to challenge me in the ring so I can prove my talent to them? Probably not, because I would cave their head in.
McNally: At the same time though, it's their job to criticise wrestlers.
Dan: It's not, though! Their job is to push paper sales, and if that's how they're going to do it, by picking out a wrestler at random and turning his fucking life upside down, then I'm going to fight back. They won't fight me in the ring? I would happily take on their role of reporting a fucking news story.
McNally: Ok Dan, but what do you think about the Emperor of the Ring now?
Dan: With all due respect, Max, I'm not done here. I have a lot of time and respect for you, but I don't like you trying to change the fucking subject. I came here with a specific message, and basically, there are four men left in this tournament. McKaye and Zero to fight each other, and I can bet that will take a lot more out of their match than XS3 will take out of me. I'm still fighting for this tournament, and believe me when I say this. I will LOVE IT if I won this tournament. Love it. Thank you, Max.
There's huge cheers from the crowd, as Dan looks genuinely pissed off, but adamant that his message was put across.
McNally: Well, err, that was Dan White's interview with us tonight. He'll be fighting XS3 in a semi final match at Emperor of the Ring this Saturday. We'll be back after this.
Fade to Commercials.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2008 15:50:51 GMT -5
Segment: Under Siege
(Credit: Scott Andrews)
Considering what Scott did to BK and Jake last week it’s a mystery as to why he’d be walking through the halls without ‘Lucy’ in his hands to protect himself in case of a very likely reaction from OCW; instead he has a microphone. Scott doesn’t seem too concerned as he casually strolls towards the lobby.
Scott: Ladies and jackasses I am about to interview some fans to find out their opinions on what’s going to go down at Emperor of the Ring! Let’s go!
Scott enters the crowd and receives much cheering and applause as he waves to the fans. He approaches a young male, probably around fifteen years old.
Scott:[/color] Hello young man, what’s your name?
Teen: My name’s Dale Barrington.
Scott:[/color] Do you mind if I ask you some questions about Emperor of the Ring?
Teen: No problem.
Scott:[/color]First of all, who do you think is going to take out the tournament?
Teen: I think Jay Zero will be the one to watch, he just picked up the International Title and he’s just been on a huge roll lately, so I think he’ll win it.
Scott: Now I noticed that you’re wearing an OCW shirt...are you one of those “against the grain” wrestling fans who only likes what everyone doesn’t like to be different and elite? You do know that BK London and Stephan Russo are in that faction, right?
Teen: I know.
Scott:[/color] So you’re saying that you support corruption, intolerance, injustice, egotism, selfishness, malevolence - - -
Teen: Hey, I don’t support any of that, I just think...well...ok you’re right, I’m an elitist douchebag who just wants to stir things up in the wrestling community...I’m gonna go home now and watch Bryan Danielson vs. Homicide for the fiftieth time today...
The teenager walks off and leaves Scott to find a new fan to ask questions. Scott sees a younger fan, about seven years old, with a Scott Andrews t-shirt and picks him as his next target.
Scott:[/b] Hello there, sir, what’s your name?
Kid: Blake Reed.
Scott: Are you a Scott Andrews fan, Blake?
Kid: A-huh!
Scott: So if I were to ask you who’s the better wrestler out of Scott Andrews and BK London who are you gonna say?
Kid: You!
Scott: So who’s going to win at Emperor of the Ring out of me and BK? Who’s going to walk out the champion?
Kid: You, of course!
Scott: You got any words for BK London?
Kid: You suck, BK! Scott’s gonna beat you up real good and win your belt away from you!
Scott: Thanks, kiddo. Now, one more fan, who wants to be lucky last?
The fans begin yelling at Scott to pick them, but it ends up being a flying barrel on a cable that catches Scott’s attention, and the fans duck and scurry as the Scarlet Assassin dodges the attack.
Scott: Get everyone out of the lobby, now!
The fans scurry back into the arena as the barrel begins to slow down to a halt. Scott looks around to see who the culprit was, but all he sees is a dark figure walking away on the second floor which is under re-construction.
Scott: Hey! ...HEY
The figure just walks away. Who was it? BK? Jake? The mystery man? Seeing as Scott doesn’t have access to the upper level I guess we’ll find out later on.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2008 15:51:31 GMT -5
Segment: Funeral -- Credit: Steele/Dan
The segment opens backstage, where Dan White is walking down the corridor, looking a tad peeved. He's not particularly happy about what's happened. The fact his career might be down the shitter, the fact that he now has a son, the fact that the media are causing a lot of hassle. So when he walks down the corner and sees Jake Steele walking the other way, the last thing he wants is some confrontation. But Steele is having none of it, and as they walk past, Steele takes the title he just got back from The Exemplar and he shoves it close to Dan's face, making it clear that he's got intentions of rubbing it in that he beat him at Heatwave. Dan pauses, sighs, and turns around.
Dan: Look, Steele. Any other day of the week and I wouldn't mind you shoving that belt in my face. Well, I say I wouldn't mind. I'd castrate you and use your testicles as a trophy, a sign of my definite power over the rest of the roster. But not today. I'm not in the mood.
Dan goes to leave, but Steele isn't finished.
Steele: What's wrong Danny Boy? It seems as if you aren't feeling up to a challenge like you usually are... maybe it's because you just can't "get on" with ACW lately?... Maybe it's because all of those bottles of WhISky that you've consumed has gotten to youuuu. Is that it Danny?
Dan: Right, I'll tell you this again. Maybe you can get this into your thick head. I'm not up for a spat, nor a war of words. Especially when the person standing in front of me is some painted up freak who can't decide whether he wants to steal his mom's make up one week, or "mack some hoes" the other week.
Steele tilts his head to the left and creeps even closer to Dan White, who looks like he could break a brick wall with one punch right about now. Steele rocks his head left to right as he smiles.
Steele: Why must you be so serious? The way I dress... shouldn't affect the way that you look at me Danny. Just last week, you wanted to call me "hOmOseXUAl". Now, we've confronted each other and every little... thing, that you said is supposed to slip away from my memory? Right? Is that right?
WRONG! YOU DON'T TELL ME HOW TO ACT DANNY! NO ONE... TELLS ME HOW TO ACT DANNY! ESPECIALLY NOT SOME BRITISH BITCH!
Dan White is steaming now, so much that he grabs Steele and spears him up against a wall. Steele's back hits hard against the brick wall, but Dan isn't done. He holds Steele up against the wall and begins to snarl in his face.
Dan: Ok, you insipid little creep. I will say this ve....ry.....slow.....ly......so.....you....can....com....pre.....hend.....what....I.....am.....say.....ing. I am not in the fucking mood to be dealing with some fucking little scrotum like yourself. Leave me the fuck alone, or I will have you convulsing on the floor like a spastic, dribbling profusely and shitting out your arse like an epileptic. Understand?!
Steele: Oh, drop me Dan... No need to get so violent.
Dan White drops Steele violently to the ground, making sure to slam his head up against the wall as he does. Steele checks the back of his head, and sees that it is bleeding. Steele begins to laugh, holding his gut in pain from the laughter and the spear. White just shakes his head in disgust, wondering how did Steele become so fucked up.
Dan White: Stay the FUCK away from me Steele. Tell that to the voices in your head as well.
Steele: HeHAheOhEHOheha
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2008 15:52:25 GMT -5
Segment: Love (Credit: Zero) As we return from commercial break we our found to be looking straight into the heart of the ACW Arena. Fans of the ACW product are literally everywhere, chanting and cheering as they fight for a shot to be caught on film! But just then, the lights start dimming down and the crowd gets pumped up for some action as we return on-the-air. The arena goes dark and suddenly one guitar riff echoes throughout the arena just as "Unbroken [Hotel Baby]" by Monster Magnet hits the sound system, pumping through the speakers loudly and sending the fans to their feet as the electric and royal blue spotlights start to shine all over! Jay Zero pushes the black curtain out of his way and walks out onto the stage directly under one of the blue spotlights, stopping on the top of the stageway to pose. He throws open his fut coat to reveal the ACW International Championship title wrapped tightly around his waist as he looks into the masses of people, putting his arm into the air, allowing some time as Philip Jones decides to announce his name.Philip Jones :: Ladies and gentlemen! Please welcome your ACW International Champion and Semi-Finalist in the 2008 Emperor of the Ring tournament! Jay! ZEEERO! There is a loud uproar and -- well... Hearing people actually cheer for Jay Zero just seems -- so...weird! After looking out into the now accepting people, Jay begins his way down the long entrance ramp. The music keeps flowing and it keeps the people going just as he gains momentum and slides underneath the bottom rope, hopping right to his feet as the music now begins to fade out. A small "ZE-RO" chant can be heard breaking out in one section by a few fans, and Zero takes notice, acknowledging it with a smile. He pulls out a microphone that happened to be within his coat pocket and flicks it on, ready to begin. Zero :: So look at this! Not even a month ago, I was coming out to this ring dying to win a shot at championship gold - and you people were booing me! Now! HAH! Well... the complete opposite! [/center][/color] Zero shakes his head, still looking out into the crowd. From the front row to the upper tier, he glances all over. Zero :: But just because I now walk out to this ring with a golden strap around my waist and and a few cheers here and there doesn't exactly mean I got a kick in my step! You'd think I'd be happy and all - but, hey! It ain't enough! [/center][/color] He paces a bit, looking down at his feet briefly, watching where he is stepping. Zero :: Yes - I am the International Champion, and yes, I am in the Semi-Finals for the Emperor of the Ring tournament, but what's that really mean? Hm? That means that I'm still just fighting for the top prize. I means that I'm still climbing my way up the ladder towards the World Title! And quite frankly, while my name is going to be highlighted this Saturday for the tournament, --Scott Andrews name is going to be lit up for his World Title contest with BK London! [/center][/color] The crowd cheers loudly. Zero :: Now don't get me wrong here, I'm not talking shit! Sure, Scott and I may not agree on things - hell, I don't honestly like the guy too much! And honestly, that should be my World Title shot this Saturday, and HE should be the one in the tournament, seeing as how I beat him at Heavtwave and all! BUT! But! -- What I'm saying here is that while I may not like Scott Andrews and I may not like the fact that he has something that I don't - I do respect the fact that we are both in the same exact fight, and that fight is the one to take down OCW and everything that has to do with it! I know that I don't have my title shot yet, and I know in order to do so, I need to go through two different guys this Saturday! So until I finally do get the chance to fulfill my dream and become the World Heavyweight Champion, I say to Scott Andrews: ..Good luck!
[/center][/color] As Zero gives his support to his rival, the crowd applauds. It looks like Zero really has made some changes in his own plane of thought after deciding to do the right thing against OCW. Zero :: --And if you do happen to win the World Heavyweight Title, don't you dare think for a single, living SECOND that I won't hesitate to make that reign of yours a very short lived one! But whatever, that's the future. Tonight is the present! Tonight... Scott! You and I both team up with The Senator, and collectively, we're going to be fighting the World Champ BK London... [/center][/color] Boooo. Zero :: Henry McKaye... [/center][/color] Booooo. Zero :: And some mystery opponent that I don't know of! So tonight Scott, you and I need to put our differences aside, and tonight, we need to work together! And Senator Steven Philips - I know we have had some brief history together within the fight between Entourage and the Senatorial Stable, and sure, you were one of those guys in the Seven Deadly Sins match, but none of that even matters! Tonight, we don't focus on each other! We focus on taking down the men that make this place foul! Yeah, yeah, you've all heard me talk about BK, so let's just skip right to my point here and get to the main reason why I came out here! Without any further adu, allow me to address some body! HENRY MCKAYE! [/center][/color] Zero paces towards the opposite side of the ring, now looking into the camera. As he chants Henry's name, the crowd boos and Zero begins to look a bit angered. Zero :: Henry -- y'know how last Thursday you said it was my mouth that got me into trouble? Hm! About how -- how I talk myself into situations that I don't need to get in to? Well Henry McKaye take some of your own advice and just shut the hell up because I quite frankly am sick and goddamn tired of hearing your bland, monotone voice repeat about how you've been in this business for FIFTEEN YEARS! "Fifteen years I've been in this industry! Fifteen years I've worked around the world, destroying shit in Germany! Fifteen years!" Yeah!? Well you can do anything for fifteen years, yet, that don't mean that you do it well, Henry! I could work as a plumber without knowing shit about the job and call myself an expert just because I've been doing it for fifteen years! That still doesn't forgive the fact that sooner or later, those pipes that are held up by gum and Scotch-Tape are gonna bust open! Sure, you could have been wrestling out in Germany while I was just learning the tricks of the trade back home in Portland, but once again -- what does that really mean? Experience in your terms means SHIT to me when I've worked and trained around some of the most experienced guys in this entire industry! I've got the skill, and I know it! I've learned from these men, and I've learned first hand, that experience only goes as far as you can make it go! The rest - you need to absolutely fight for!
And Henry! You're right! I am no pushover! Sure I've heard people say I always lived in Thunderkiss' shadow back in my debut days around here, but quite frankly, did that ever stop Jay Zero from really earnin' his own goals? Did Thunderkiss really stop me from pinning him to win the Entertainment Title? Um...No! Did Thunderkiss stop me from takin' out Jake Cheng last year at Emperor of the Ring for the Light Heavyweight title? Nope! See. Jay Zero did that all on his own! Jay Zero doesn't need help from people, because Jay Zero doesn't live in ANYONE'S shadow! Jay Zero is successful because he pushes himself to do the things that he wants to do! Ya hear me, Henry? Cause while you're over here saying that you were "Stealin' Shows back in All Japan" way back when, I'm here saying that Jay Zero is here stealin' the shows EACH AND EVERY NIGHT! And right now - nobody is stopping me from doing what I want! I have nothing holding me back now! All that's left, is some personal, unfinished business between you and me! So this Saturday at Emperor of the Ring, I expect you to bring each and every possible fiber of EXPERIENCE you have to offer! This Saturday - I expect the "God of War" to truly take me to Hell and back! I accept the fact that you believe that you're the predator and I'm the prey! So I'm beggin' ya Henry! Hunt me! Take me out! Do what Russo says! I'm DARIN' ya! Hahaaaa! Do your worst Henry! I'm not scared! Because come Saturday, when you and I go to war, I'll show you why courage and skill beats pure experience any day! I'll show you why Jay Zero is your worst possible living NIGHTMARE that you will ever come across in your entire life! And I'll show you Henry McKaye -- what a real Emperor looks like!
I'm really lookin' forward to our date, honey! Heh...Hahhaaa! It's gonna be a real blast! I still don't believe you said you loved me! ...Loved me to death! Henry, I've asked you the question, and now all that's left to do is ask some people that still never answered me. The very people the despise you and your OCW brethren! The very people that stand beside me and surround me at this very moment!
THE VERY PEOPLE THAT WILL BE IN MY CORNER THIS SATURDAY, CHANTING MY NAME! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN OF ACW! I ONLY HAVE ONE QUESTION FOR YOU!
DO YOU LOVE ME NOOOOW?! [/center][/color] Zero drops the microphone as he throws his arms out to his sides as he raises his chin up into the sky, orchestrating an influx of cheers, surrounding the International Champion who basks in the glory as "Unbroken [Hotel Baby]" begins to play once again. Zero laughs as he looks up into the rafters of the arena, listening to all of the cheers of the fans that have come together to approve of Jay Zero after his major decision to fight the very problem of ACW. These people have always never agreed with Jay Zero before -- until now. What is known for sure is that everybody is coming together as one now. As a unified, complete unit - all against OCW. And what is this unit called? Simple. A-C-W.
Later on tonight we will see Zero in Six Man Tag action as he teams up with Scott Andrews and The Senator to take on two men of the foul problem known as OCW, Henry McKaye and BK London, along with one mystery man. Whoever the mystery may be, he better bring his all, because this preview to Emperor of the Ring is one that looks to be intensely rough!
The scene begins to fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2008 15:53:45 GMT -5
Match 4: ACW Tag Team Title Match Road Steelers vs. Gary and Tracy Finn (Credit: XS3)
As we come back from the break, we see Gary and Tracy Finn in the ring. Just then, "Dolla" by Fort Minor hits and the crowd pops as Thunder Train is the first to enter. He displays the ACW Tag Team title on his shoulder and a concerned look on his face. Train turns around and looks behind him, anticipating XS3. Much to his surprise, the crowd pops once more as Jake Steele makes his return with the Road Steelers, displaying his reacquired tag team title. Gary and Tracy turn to each other and gulp nervously as the three make their way down the ramp.
Just then, Gary and Tracy decide to take action as they exit the ring and head up the ramp. Jake has other plans and he decks the two with a double clothesline. Train then looks over at Jake before he picks the two up and places them on his shoulders, carrying them to the ring. Both are rolled into the ring and Jake follows them.
Bell rings.
The referee helps Tracy get to his corner and Jake anxiously waits for Gary to get to his feet. Once he does, Gary watches as Jake bounces off the ropes. The crowd anticipates the RIGHT IN YO FACE and so does Gary, who covers his face. Jake stops within inches of his face and takes him down by the legs. He positions the jobber and slingshots him into the corner. Train looks on with a small hint of distrust as Jake bounces off the ropes and hits the Broken Legacy on Gary.
Jake then tags in Train and dashes to the other side of the ring, knocking Tracy off the apron with a clothesline. Train looks over at Jake then shakes his head before he picks up Gary and tosses him onto his shoulders with ease. The crowd then cheers as Train takes his opponent down with the OM NOM BOMB. Train places a hand on Gary's chest and the 1-2-3 is academic from there.
Bell rings.
Philip: Here are your winners and still ACW Tag Team Champions, Jake Steele and Thunder Train, The Road Steelers!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2008 15:54:55 GMT -5
Segment: Forcing The Hand -- Credit: Road Steelers/Hughes/G-Unit
“Dolla” by Fort Minor begins to play throughout the arena as the newly “reunited” Jake Steele and Thunder Train have made quick work of their pre-EOTR title defense, yet Train still doesn’t know what to make of this new Steele as he stares into his eyes. Steele tilts his head to the left and creeps towards Train as the two have a staredown. Referee Joey Reynolds comes back into the ring and steps in between the two men, as he hands them the Tag Team Championships. Train grabs his as Steele goes to do the same, but it‘s snatched away by Thunder Train to the dismay of Steele. His eyes begin to light up, as Train stares down at both titles, then up at Steele. The fans begin to chant “TRAIN’S GONNA EAT YOU! TRAIN’S GONNA EAT YOU!” but Train smiles at Steele and shoves the title into his chest as the fans begin to cheer , while Steele begins to hug the title with one hand, having his other be raised by Train. Steele begins to crack a evil, but happy smile. The titles are officially back in the hands of the Road Steelers and the fans are all with it, as they continue to cheer both men on.
We fade now, right?
Wrong.
Lights Out.
Maxwell McNally: It looks like Hughes isn’t going to let Ginger’s rule get to him here tonight Edison!
Eddie Edison: It’s alright McNally! I have my flashlight!
Once again the lights are shut off, and by now we all know what to expect. Jonny Hughes is somewhere and both Road Steelers know that anything can occur in this state of darkness. Seconds pass and nothing happens. Seconds more and nothing. A minute has passed and nothing yet again as now the lights have returned, and both members of the Road Steelers seem to be fine.
Eddie Edison: What does this mean!?!? Hughes is a no-show!
Maxwell McNally: I wouldn’t make that assumption just yet Edi--
”Spitfire” begins to play over the Alphatron and sooner than later Jonny Hughes steps out from behind the curtains in his a more street-like attire with nothing in his hands but the feeling of sweat and angst to face off with Steele. Steele holds his title over his shoulder and clutches the ropes, as he is begging for Hughes to get in the ring. Hughes shakes his head and points to behind Steele telling him to “Check his cards.” Steele looks confused as G-Unit suddenly runs into the ring (with their signature G-Unit hoodies I might add) and heads straight for the Road Steelers. Spade comes in with two chairs, dropping one and the other heading straight for Steele’s skull, while Gooey Garth comes in and elbow smashes Train directly into the back of the head, making the big man stumble a bit into the turnbuckle. Spade connects beautifully with the chairshot, which knocks Steele all the way down to the mat, as Train on the other side of the ring is still a bit caught off guard from Gooey’s sneak attack. It finally kicks in what is happening and Train head butts Gooey back and charges at him, but he is met swiftly with a chairshot to the gut by Spade! Train bends over holding his gut, but instead of showing pain, he shows anger as everyone knows the one thing you don’t do is fuck with any part of Train’s gut. Spade sees Train beginning to rise back up and Spade quickly looks over to the second chair in the ring.
Spade: Gooey! Grab the chair!
Gooey and Train both stare at the chair now as the scene cuts to a dual anime style screen effect, and Train dashes over to try and grab the chair, but Gooey Big Boots Train square in the side of his head, dropping him to his knees! Spade picks up the chair and throws it to Gooey, who catches it perfectly and the two look at each other smiling.
Spade: Train, meet Chair. Chair… MEET TRAIN!
Spade: I BET YOU’RE NOT HUNGRY ANYMORE BITCH!
Maxwell McNally: G-unit has just performed a heinous attack on the Road Steelers!
Eddie Edison: What is wrong with Spade!? TRAIN IS ALWAYS HUNGRY!!!
Spade slowly walks over to Gooey and high fives him as Hughes begins to walk down the ramp. Despite the vicious attack by G-Unit, Hughes doesn’t show any signs of happyness and is focused completely on Steele. Hughes gets to the ring and stares at the man he claimed to be underserving of his spot in ACW, stopping to just let this soak in. Hughes then looks down at the ring apron, and drops to his knees, removing the cover and shuffling through the various items underneath, before he finds exactly what he is looking for…
A ball of Barbed Wire.
Eddie Edison: It looks we're about to get a preview of BARBED WIRE BRUTALITY!
Maxwell McNally: I'm honestly afraid of what may happen next to these men.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2008 15:55:19 GMT -5
Hughes grabs hold of the sharp, sharp pieces of wire and slides it into the ring. He then follows it, and stares down at Steele, then Train, then G-Unit. Hughes nods at them, as they nod back and they pick up Steele’s lifeless body, dragging him to the ropes nearby. Both members of G-Unit place Steele’s arm over the top rope as they let the rest of his body hang while holding his arms in place. Hughes picks up the Barbed Wire, making sure to keep his eyes on Steele the entire time. He holds the wire in his hand, taking slow steps to Steele before getting directly in front of him, watching as G-Unit keeps the once flashy, now batshit insane superstar down for god knows what.
Hughes now begins to unwrap the wire, as he reaches into his back pocket and pulls out pliers! Hughes begins to cut up the wire and hands two pieces of it to Spade and Gooey respectively, it being of arm length. They begin to place it around Steele’s arms as the razor sharp wire cuts through Steele’s skin and wakes him up, resulting in him beginning to scream at the top of his lungs. But the screaming soon turns to smiling and laughing as Hughes is taken aback by Steele’s blatant disrespect towards him yet again. Hughes backs up and grabs one of the chairs off the ground and charges at Steele!… Then he stops, looking down at the mat.
Maxwell McNally: What... is going through that mans head right now? He couldn't possibly want to "rid ACW" of Jake Steele this bad, could he!?
Eddie Edison: He is feeling disrespected by Steele not accepting defeat, and is now showing him that he has him under his will.
Maxwell McNally: I agree Edison... wait, what the hell? I agree?
Eddie Edison: Be Jealous. *Edison puts on air sunglasses*
Hughes shakes his head and looks over at the announce booth. He motions for Phillip Jones to hand him a microphone, Jones does and Hughes leans over into Steele’s face.
Hughes: …Why won’t you die Jake?! It seems that nothing I do is enough…You’re like a bad smell Jake, unwanted and yet unmovable… I tried to end you with that Brainbuster but you got back up and you did something stupid, you fought back… You tried to play games with me, you assaulted a civilian when you threw Brian off that stage, you even went as far as filling my car with blood, delivering a huge blow to the re-sale value in the process. You then tried to hurt me the same way as you did Brian… but I’m a better man than Brian… I saw my chance to rid ACW of you forever and I took it by picking you up and dropping you with a Burning Hammer from the top of that stage, a move that I know the effects of first hand… and I thought I had you beaten but you lucked out, you miraculously avoided and serious injury, news which made me a very pissed off man Jake. So over the weekend I found a way for this to end, a way for us to draw a line under this whole conflict. Last week you proposed that sick match but for me… it wasn’t enough… so I went to Gingerdude and Russo and proposed something to them, I signed the relative paperwork and we just need your approval until it’s official. What I propose Jake is that Sunday will be the end… Emperor of the Ring 2008 will be the final swansong for one of us as we will face off in a Loser Leaves ACW match!
Hughes then drops the mic, as the fans can’t believe that after Emperor of the Ring, either Jake Steele or Jonny Hughes will be gone and never seen from again. Steele stays trapped in between the Barbed Wire as Hughes turns his back to Steele and snaps his fingers. G-Unit grabbed the chairs, and Spade begins smiling. He picks up a piece of barbed wire and wraps it around the chair. He then begins grinding the chair into Steele’s face, causing blood to pour all down his face and his make-up begins scratching off. The fans are booing all three men for their actions to as Spade slides the chair clean across Steele’s face then backs up. He looks at his masterpiece, before Gooey comes out of literally nowhere and smashes Steele in the face with his boot!
Eddie Edison: DAAAAANNNGGEERROOUSSS! Steele may be crazy, but I know he's not crazy enough to like the taste of barbed wire and Gooey‘s boot!
Maxwell McNally: Like it or dislike it, love it or hate it folks. These men have just made a huge statement. The Road Steelers are completely incapacitated and ultimately beaten, and broken before Emperor of the Ring.
Steele hangs from the ropes, crucified by the hands of the men who are tired of being in the shadow of ACW. They no longer will accept being second to anyone and they have that clear tonight, by the sight of Steele’s broken mind and soul hung to the ropes by barbed wire.. On the other side of the ring is more of the carnage, as Train begins to stir, but Spade sees this and quickly knocks him right back down with another chairshot! Spade stands over Train, with intensity we haven’t seen from Spade in a long time. He drops to his knees, and glares at his EOTR opponent and says something to him.
Spade: I know you can’t hear me right now… but I’ll tell you this for when you come to “big man”. Later tonight… I want you to listen for the stipulation of our match, because I can guarantee that the cards will NOT be in your favor.
Welcome to hell, enjoy your stay.
Spade rises back to his feet, and backs up to the rest of NUE, as they all look determined and happy with what they’ve done tonight. All three men take a look at the carnage, making it very clear who has the advantage… as this Saturday there can only be one Emperor…
But many Kings.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2008 15:56:32 GMT -5
Segment: Preparing for an Assassin/Calling out the Carnage (Credit: BK London)
Upon returning from a brief flashback of Scott Andrews helping both McNally and Edison with that death defying leap off the top of the steel cage. Within the arena however, we are brought to a shot of Charlotte King on the Alphatron - looking ravishing as usual, and she is standing by with an interview.
Charlotte King: Good evening ladies and gentlemen, Charlotte King here - and I'm standing next to the man who not only will be going up against Scott Andrews tonight in the six man tag match - but also at Emperor of the Ring where they fight for the World Championship in the main event. Ladies and Gentlemen, your current OCW Champion - BK London!
As BK London appears on the screen, the crowd plunges into a negative reaction for BK London - who looks prepared for his match up tonight. With both of his singlet straps down, the OCW Championship rests on his bare shoulder, and he looks completely confident going into the main event in just a few minutes.
Charlotte King: First thing's first Mr. London, I would like to know - as many people home as well, what was the deal with taking on both Edison and McNally last thursday on Meltdown?
BK London: Thank you for bringing up that question, because most fans assume that it was simply to bully Edison and McNally for some disparaging comments they made last Monday on Warfare - and every night since the formation of OCW in ACW. You see, it was much more than that. The big picture was to prove a point, that no one is safe if they get on the wrong side of OCW. You see, you don't have to just be a member of the active wrestling roster to become a victim of OCW - no no no, it could very well be commentators, cameraman, stage hands, or very well - backstage interviewers...
BK London turns his attention to Charlotte King, who takes one tiny step back from the blood thirsty eyes of BK London.
BK London: Who can become a victim. Edison and McNally, you're lucky that Scott Andrews came out when he did - because if he didn't, I would've made sure that you two would never be able to commentate again.
A shot briefly cuts to Edison and McNally at the announce table, watching this very interview with a look of disgust. McNally is still wearing a shiner from that right hand by London and Edison has a bandage on his forehead, but they're still here for work.
Charlotte King: Speaking about Scott Andrews, you face him at Emperor of the Ring this weekend for your OCW Championship - but we are treated to somewhat of a preview to it tonight, what do you have in store for the No.1 Contender?
BK London: What I have in store is nothing compared to what I'm going to do to him this Saturday at Emperor of the Ring. Tonight, my team of Henry McKaye and a mystery participant, who is sure to rock the foundations of ACW, will once again show why we are THAT much better than the ACW roster. ACW's best and brightest will be on display tonight, and so is OCW's - and we will crush the competition. I truly believe that Scott Andrews has all the confidence in the world going into this match, especially after what he did to Jake and myself last Thursday, but I also believe he has no idea what he's going into this Saturday. Mr. Andrews has only main evented in a World Title match once in his career - more than a year and a half ago - and he choked. Whereas I? I have main evented more shows with the lights on bright than anyone in ACW history. As much as he likes to believe it, I have the advantage. I hold all the cards. I don't have to beat Scott Andrews, he has to beat me. Whether he wants to admit it or not, everything is in my favor going into Emperor of the Ring. I could care less about the EOTR curse - with every World Champion losing their belt at this PPV. I will break that curse, and prove once again WHY - I am the best.
Charlotte King: Now, with Scott Andrews on your mind, how will you manage to topple him and then face Yoko Satoshi as requested for the Night of Rematches?
BK London: Well first of all, we have yet to hear from Yoko's people if she has decided to accept this match or not. But come October 2nd 2008 - I guarantee, she will be there. Yoko Satoshi, I know you too well - so I know you're listening. I want you to pay very close attention to my match this weekend at Emperor of the Ring...trust me, you won't want to miss it....
With that BK London chuckles to himself and walks off camera, leaving Ms. King alone to contemplate what that could mean.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2008 15:56:52 GMT -5
Segment: What kind of match? (Credit: Jonny Spade) While returning from commercial break we hear the familiar tune of the entrance music that belongs to Jonny Spade. As he stands on the stage he looks around and gets a pop from the fans that are still alive from the double chair shots given to Train and XS3 earlier in the night. He walks down the ramp and into the ring and grabs a mic from Phillip and then begins to speak.Jonny: Earlier in the night, you lucky fans were able to see me and my partner Gooey take down the tag team champions. What you, the fans, witnessed and Train witnessed first hand was just a sample of what to expect at the pay per view this Saturday. You see this match I have planned will blow every other match out of the water. The match I have planned puts a new spin on an already brutal match that is well known in the wrestling business known as a street fight. Jonny pauses to let the information sink in and people consider what the match would be.Jonny: This match that I have thought up I would like to call… “Jonny Spade’s Special Street Fight”. The fans look at each other with a confused look on their faces. What possibly could he mean by this?Jonny: I look around and see confused looks on each person’s face. And that’s okay, you guys aren’t the only ones. When I first proposed this idea to Gingerdude he didn’t like it all that much either but it took some persuading and then he came around to the idea of it. So let me explain the rules… Jonny clears his throat.First off this match wouldn’t be taking place in the ACW arena…BUT on an abandoned city block not too far from the arena here. A picture shows up on the alphatron.Jonny: This is the street that we will be fighting on. It is 300 or so feet that is littered with everything you can imagine: 2x4, lead pipes, cars and the list goes on and on…. The crowd begins to pop for the rules that they hear more and more. Jonny smiles and continues.…The catch? Oh you know that there will be a catch to this…the boundaries all around these houses starting at the ends of each block move in closer and closer to each other every 5 minutes with a chain link fence and if you so happen to touch the fence you end up getting a shock up 10,000 volts of electricity. Gasps are heard throughout the arena and Jonny’s smile turns to one that looks a little bit evil.Jonny: See what you’ve done Train? You see what you have caused me to do? You MADE me go over to Gingerdude and get the one match that would cause probably the most damage that will be seen on ACW television to date. All this was caused because of one line that you had said to me. I believe the words were “Listen Spade, I didn’t want to do this but I told you that if you fuck with me I’m gonna fuck you up!” …So here’s your chance Train, don’t fuck it up now. Jonny smirks as his music hits and he tosses it over Phillip near the commentators as he exits the ring and heads up the ramp way as the scene fades to elsewhere in the arena.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2008 15:57:52 GMT -5
Prozac (Credit: Henry McKaye)
[Stephan Russo's head was cluttered with thoughts and worries and other various bits of paranoia and anxiety. His world champion was having issues with Scott Andrews and his past, Jake Cheng was being too quiet and lord only knew what that meant, and his God of War's hands were going to be full at EOTR. On top of that, Russo hadn't had a face to face with OCW's newest acquisition and the only person who had was McKaye who should be focusing on Zero.Simply put, OCW had a lot on their shoulders this upcoming week, but no one ever said that life at the top of the food chain was going to be easy. Stephan stood in his office and paced back and forth, waiting for the God of War to arrive.]
[As Henry approached the OCW office door, he didn't feel a single bit of anxiety. Not only was he finally getting his hands on Zero in an actual match, he was also getting used to these little “heart to hearts” with Russo. Over the past few days, he had dedicated his time to studying every single move, match, and motion of Jay Zero. As Henry would watch with a pen and notepad in hand, he would dissect every movement Zero would make in a match and discover whatever reversals or counters he could come up with in order to swing any momentum his way in their upcoming match at EOTR. Henry McKaye was a true student of the game and valued logic and preparation over natural skills, luck, or destiny. As Henry entered the room, the pacing Russo motioned for him to take a seat.]
Stephan Russo: Mr. McKaye, have a seat.
[McKaye, who had already finished dressing for his match tonight, stood militantly behind the chair Russo motioned towards. Henry stared at Russo quizzically as he sporadically moved around the room wondering why the chairman would be so upset on a night as exciting as this. Tonight there newest member would show his face... this was a night of celebration.]
Stephan Russo: Henry, is everything in order tonight? You know, is he actually here tonight? I did as he instructed and made that incredible 6-man tag tonight and I just want to make sure it pays off. This was an incredibly risky move on his part, you know that? I can't risk my World Champ and the man responsible to snuffing out a potential title contenders career. I mean, what if this goes badly and BK gets hurt? We'd be practically handing the OCW World title over to that bastard Scott Andrews! Hell, what if you got hurt and couldn't eliminate Zero from Emperor of the Ring?! He'd be breathing down BK's neck as soon as he was named the winner!
Henry McKaye: I assure you, Mr. Russo... none of that will happen. Our friend is here tonight and together we drew up a game plan that will guarantee us victory. Not only that, but it'll keep BK London out of the match as much as possible. Our friend and I will work the bulk of the match in order to let BK reserve his strength and energy for his match against Andrews at Emperor of the Ring.
[Russo heavily sighed and slumped down in his seat before burrowing his face into his hands. After a moment and a puzzled look from Henry, Russo sat back up and smoothed his platinum hair back.]
Stephan Russo: Good... good... you know, he's not been himself lately. Last week, he was demanding I book a match between him and Yoko Satoshi. Now, not that I don't doubt the talent and abilities of our world champion... but you just can't ignore a winning streak the size of Ms. Satoshi's. Well, that and you add in the fact that she's ended BK's title reigns before... and, well, that justifies some reasonable doubt in my opinion. What do you think, Henry? Should I just try to ignore that?
Henry McKaye: It's not uncommon for Mr. London to desire to exercise the demons of his past. He's the world champion, the man who is defined as the best for the simple fact that he has possession of the title belt. As the best, people are going to point at people who've beaten him before and say things like “he may be the best, but so and so beat him.” Mr. London has let that talk get to him, sir, and if he doesn't decisively destroy the legend of Yoko Satoshi in the middle of the ring... he'll never believe he's the best. My opinion? Ride it out, sir. Either an opportunity will present itself for BK or he'll simply move on.
[Russo nodded his head sternly and turned his attention back to the God of War.]
Stephan Russo: So, are you prepared to do what's necessary to ensure our dominance, Mr. McKaye? Are you prepared to eliminate Jay Zero and then reclaim the OCW International title?
[Henry folded his hands behind his back and puffed his chest out. First thing was first, eliminate Zero from Emperor of the Ring and then claim the International title from him.]
Henry McKaye: Yes sir.
Stephan Russo: Very good. Now, go find out friend and tell him I'd like to see him in my office after the show. We need to talk business.
[Henry left the room as Russo opened his desk drawer and retrieved a large bottle of scotch and another larger bottle of brandy. Hopefully tonight he'd be drinking out of celebration rather than anxiety, but either was he was properly prepared. McKaye moved around the twists and turns of the hallways heading towards the last place he had seen their new friend. With this new member, other possibilities had shown their heads... mainly a tag title opportunity. The team of Thunder Train and now XS3 hadn't really been challenged since winning the titles... and they would have to change that. Perhaps a new versions of the Debasers?]
[Regardless... tonight was the start of a new, more vicious OCW. The first casualties have been named... Jay Zero... Scott Andrews... and the Senator. Now, all that was left to do was let the axe fall and claim their victory. After all, who ever heard of a war without casualties? Those three men wanted to start a war, well, now they had the honor of becoming the first victims of the new age.]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2008 15:58:48 GMT -5
Segment: “What For?” (Credit: Kudo)
Kudo storms into his locker room and throws his hands over his face, letting out a huge sigh.
Albright: Something wrong?
Kudo: Something wrong? Is something wrong? Of course something’s wrong.
Albright: What’s…wrong?
Kudo: What’s wrong is that I was just giving the biggest load of bullshit in my life to Kevin Anderson out there about it not mattering that I was eliminated yet again in the EOTR tournament when you know that that isn’t true. I’ve been slacking off way too much recently and not backing up what I say pre-match. I’ve tried things your way Albright, but nothing’s panned out for me. And now EOTR, one of the biggest opportunities available here in ACW has just slipped on by again for me. Do you know how hard it is to get opportunities like this in wrestling, especially for a junior heavyweight? And now I just throw it away by “relaxing” and “letting my body rest.” Well no more of that. I’m going back to the way I handled things back in the day. No more cards with the gym boys and no more wasting time on frivolous endeavors.
Albright: No more cards?! Say it aint so.
Kudo: I’m serious Albright. From now on I’m going to be fully focused on getting back in fighting form and making up for lost time. Who knows when another opportunity will come up for me, but when it comes I’m going to be ready.
Albright: Alright, you’re right. You absolutely do need to take your opportunities and seize them whenever you can. But hey, don’t let this loss in EOTR take you down a path that you’ll regret later.
Kudo: Geez I’m not going to become an alcoholic Albright, we’re talking about getting my mind back on where it matters: winning.
Albright: Yes, of course but you and I both know the reason why you started to hold back recently, and that’s because your body, as young as it may be, is not ready to keep up the pace that your mind has set for it. You go back to the recklessness and naivety that defined your early career and yeah, you might come out with a couple more wins, but in the end you’ll be down too early for it to matter. This is bigger than you Kudo, remember that. Remember that flag you mount on your wall and carry on your back to the ring every night. You’ll find your path there.
Kudo lets out a deep breath and thinks for a second about everything Albright said.
Kudo: Geez, you’re starting to sound like Sensei. Call me crazy but I think I liked it much better when you would just come in with a ridiculous service contract and my name forged on it.
Albright: That can be arranged…
Kudo: God, you’re right too. That’s exactly what Sensei would say to me if he was here.
Albright: Well great minds do think alike.
Kudo stares at his rather plump, white friend with parted hair and glasses and pictures his Sensei beside him, a skinny old Japanese man with a beard. Could Albright really be as knowledgeable as the great Senzo Sakai? Kudo shudders at the thought.
Albright: But let’s get this straightened out right now. We’re still working together, and anyone that I work for has to be a success and so we’re on the same page as far as that goes. And so while I promote a more balanced way of life for you, I’m looking to make you as sharp as you ever were in the ring, but one that will embrace longevity. And throughout that process, when opportunity comes a knocking…
Kudo: I’ll be ready.
Albright: Bingo.
The two men share an understanding now, a common feat Albright has managed even in the wildest of tempers from his partner. Kudo will have to search for balance once again in his life in order to climb back up the ACW hierarchy.
-Fade Out-
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2008 16:01:00 GMT -5
Match 5: Six Man Tag Team Match Jay Zero, Scott Andrews, and The Senator vs. BK London, Henry McKaye and Mystery Opponent (Credit: ??)
And as ACW cuts back to the arena proper, the main event is about to get underway! “Unbroken (Hotel Baby)” by Monster Magnet starts up on the house PA system as the crowd comes up to their feet to hold their signs aloft for the camera to see as they follow the blue and white spotlights over the stadium. The catchy riff of the song brings Jay Zero to the stage, and he flips one of his feather boas over a shoulder and then raises his hands over his head before flipping his glasses from his forehead to the bridge of his nose and striding with a purpose down the ramp to slide into the ring. He bounces off the far ropes, jogging to the corner to scale it and look out at the cheering crowd as they raises their hands in his direction.
Jones: The following match is the main event of the evening, and will be a six-man tag team special event! Introducing first, from Portland, Maine, weighing in at one hundred and ninety-seven pounds… he is the ACW International Champion, JAY ZEEEEERO!
McNally: This is a young competitor who’s redeemed himself in the eyes of many people since his rocky beginnings in this federation, and one with a bright future if he can manage to keep his nose clean. I think his answer to OCW’s proposition was exactly what he should have done.
Edison: Yeah, but… There’s always that what-if thing. He doesn’t know who the mystery partner is gonna be, it’s like no one knows. I’ve been talking to stage crew, ring crew, camera crew, and none of the crews have any idea who this guy’s gonna be. That, or they’re not gonna talk. He might be rethinking his answer if this is more than he can handle, even with two guys like Andrews and Phillips on his team.
Zero shrugs off his boas and hands them to a stagehand at ringside, he folding up his glasses and doing the same as the cameras switch back to the stage to make way for his first partner. The arena goes dim, and red and white lights highlight the stage as the eerie noises of “Anasasis (Xenophontis)” by Parkway Drive blend into a guitar screech that then becomes the song proper. Scott Andrews comes to the stage in his red ring gear before he lifts a hand into the air.
Jones: And his partners! First, hailing from Tampa Bay, Florida, weighing in at two hundred and thirty-three pounds, this is SCOTT “THE SCARLET ASSASSIN” AAANDREEEWS!
Andrews throws a few phantom punches, a few strikes and kicks as pyros in his chosen colors resound behind him, and then he jogs down the ramp. He slaps a fan’s hand sent his way and nods his head, sliding into the ring himself and taking one of the other turnbuckles, pointing back to the ring and talking in an unheard voice to the crowd at large. He hops off the turnbuckle and eyes Zero, he saying something to him as well before they nod and seem to be at some level of agreement.
McNally: To say that BK London has not been happy with Scott Andrews as of late would be like saying that Norman Bates was a little maladjusted. These two men despise one-another, but BK is also distracted by other challengers and his rivalry with Yoko. If Andrews plays it right he might catch BK sleeping and walk away on the winning end of the contest. And on a stage like this, where leverage is extremely crucial, that might give him the momentum to trump the current champion.
The third member of the team’s turn comes, and of course the last is certainly not the least. “Hail to the Chief” starts on the sound system, and out comes the Senator himself in his ring outfit. He strikes a double-victory-sign pose on the ramp, then folds his arms as ticker tape shoots off behind him to reach the first few rows near the ramp. He walks down the ramp, walking from one side of it to the other as he goes to touch the outstretched hands of his fans. He steps up the stairs and hops into the ring, stepping to a third turnbuckle and getting up to strike the victory pose once more.
Jones: And finally, from Washington D.C., weighing in at one hundred and ninety-five pounds, he is SENATOR STEVE PHIIILIIIIPS!
The crowd applauds the first team as they talk to one another, Senator giving them what looks like an impromptu pep talk as they wait for their enemies to find their own way to the ring. It doesn’t take very long, and before another few seconds pass the twangy opening guitar to “What’s Up People?” By MAXIMUM the HORMONE show up right on cue. Smoke pours from the entrance to the stage, and the grainy, off-brown images of mushroom clouds accompany “We’ve always been this to free all this pain, we’ve always been this to free all this pain…” And when the screaming thrash begins Henry McKaye walks from the smoke onto the stage with arms held to his sides.
Jones: And their opponents! First, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds, this is “THE GOD OF WAR” HENRY MCKAAAAAYE!
He halts at the top of the ramp, hood staying up and he makes his way down the ramp to stare briefly into the camera lens as it strays too near. He doesn’t get into the ring quite yet, as the other team is in full force inside and are waiting to drop the hammer. He steps to the side, saying something to them as they dare him to man up and come in by himself. The house lights dim slightly, and twin spotlights align on the entrance as if BK London is the only person in the world worth a spotlight being on, Lupe Fiasco‘s “Hello Goodbye“ starting in with piano and then the song proper before the champion takes the stage. He walks out in a slick black and gold singlet, his title belt over one shoulder matching his outfit pretty well, and he stands for a moment to soak in the well-deserved boos coming down on him. He just waves them off, pats his title and heads down the ramp as the announcer introduces him.
Jones: Introducing next, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at two hundred and forty-three pounds, he is the current reigning World Heavyweight Champion, this is… B!… K!… LOOONDOOON!
London comes to the bottom of the ramp and says something to McKaye, and they walk to opposite sides of the ring. The tension in the arena is palpable, no one truly sure as to who it might be coming down that ramp next, and the triumvirate inside the ring form a loose circle to keep from being blindsided by the two opponents already present. The cameras go to the stage once more, just in time to see two stagehands in nondescript black outfits drawing curtains over the stage area. The crowd mills about for a few seconds before they start clapping rhythmically, expecting something, anything, but for another few seconds nothing comes. And then something does.
The curtains ruffle a bit, and a spotlight centers on where the two of them met at the pinnacle of the ramp. And out walks this man…
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2008 16:01:38 GMT -5
The crowd is obviously somewhat confused by this, because a lot of them don’t know who this man is. Some do, and they immediately jump to their feet. The rest of the world isn’t far behind as the gravelly-voiced man with the microphone, a one Randy Blythe, shrieks “LIVE OR DIE. MAKE YOUR CHOICE!” And with that the curtains drop at once, and Lamb of God in it’s entirety is on the stage setting right into “Descending.”in all its metal glory. The crowd goes ballistic, as do the men in the ring, and the band headbang and jump around on the stage. As they get past the opening and into the lyrics, the strobes time with the bass pedals. The river I’m bound to be found in The rope chosen bound for the hang When I’m blind and I think I see everything Convincing myself againRandy points to the men in the ring as if to signal to them that he is speaking to them, then points skyward and down earthward with his following throaty rasps. This God that I worship This demon I blame Conspire as one, exactly the same IT’S EXACTLY THE SAME!
And with the chorus in full-swing, from the floor in front of the drummer’s drum pedestal rises Dr. Alexander Starkweather. He wears a simple black set of ring gear, no markings, no symbols on them, only his death’s-head mask affixed to his features to conceal them but the world knows who it is. He steps from the lift that has brought him to the ACW stage once more, Randy making room for him while still rattling off his baneful diatribe to let him get to the ring.
DESCENDING! To never recover the pieces to all that we’ve lost Recover, the pieces lost! The pieces, to all we’ve lost!
The band itself is far too loud for the announcer to get to his name, but the screen logo shows “Starkweather” in Monday Night Warfare font for a few seconds before he pauses at the bottom of the ramp and unclasps his skull mask to pull it free and allow his lanky black hair to fall free. He keeps his eyes on the men in the ring, dropping the mask to the ground.
I shudder to think of the consequence This blasphemy simple and true The tragic protagonist torments Convincing himself again! This God that I worship This demon I blame Conspire as one, exactly the same IT’S EXACTLY THE SAME!
And with that the band cuts the song to a close to allow the match to begin, and as all three men slide into the ring the bench-clearing melee starts in earnest. Zero takes on McKaye, Andrews goes for Starkweather and Phillips pairs up with London as punches fly and the band onstage watch the brawl start off without a hitch.
The wrestling forms eventually start to show an upper hand one way or another, and London bails out of the ring with Phillips in hot pursuit to pull him around to face him and deliver a big forearm to the chin that bowls him into the guardrails. The two pairs still in the ring are still slugging it out, Starkweather stopping Andrews short with a quick jab to the eyes followed by a stomp to the shin that hobbles him for a couple seconds, enough to get knocked out of the ring himself by a short clothesline. Starkweather turns in time to watch Zero win his own pairing with a duck under a punch and two elbows to the gut followed by a bumrush out of the ring to the outside for McKaye, and the referee calls for the bell as two men as left in the ring. Zero is overly wary of this match, sidestepping grapple attempts by the former world champion, he trying to find a hole in the defenses of the famed technical sociopath that Starkweather is. They finally lock up, and true to form the good doctor immediately turns it into a painfully sharp wristlock that he slowly brings to the mat, laying Zero out easily but not voluntarily before planting his wrist on the mat and then delivering a hard stomp to the point of his elbow! Zero rolls away, kicking and holding his forearm as Starkweather simply stands back, and then the bewildered Zero tags in Andrews.
McNally: Zero may have just been outclassed by someone who he had no way or reason to do his homework on right then, but Andrews has wrestled the very dangerous Alexander Starkweather before and he’s stepped up his technical game as well in recent times.
The two lock up after some testing of the waters, and Andrews does indeed gain the upper hand into a standing Arm Wringer. He then hauls back and lights Starkweather up with a backhand chop to the upper chest, but he is met with only a bemused smile and a crooked finger to try that again. He does, the slap heard in the nosebleeds against the bare chest of his opponent, but it doesn’t erase that smug look affixed to his foe’s face. He goes for another but then feints into a high elbow to the side of the face before shooting his opponent into the ropes. He is ready for when the opponent comes back, going for a Hiptoss but being stalled out on only to take an elbow to his outstretched arm. He lets go, and is dragged into a Top Wristlock much like Zero was given before before being brought down hard onto an upturned knee with a modified Backbreaker. He kicks his feet up and then falls to the mat, and receives the very same vicious stomp to his elbow to take his turn at rolling away and trying to get feeling back to his fingers.
Starkweather walks to a neutral corner and inspects his nails, as if having been expecting something more challenging than this. Andrews furrows his brow but tags Senator in, a man with much more experience in these matters than almost anyone in ACW. He warily makes his way around Starkweather as he pushes away from the corner, they going to a faux test of strength before the wily vet catches the aimed kick to his side and gives it a stiff elbow to the knee and a quick shove to unbalance his opponent toward his own corner. Stark will not be perturbed so easily, so goes on the offensive with a kick that misses by inches while Senator thinks up a game plan. They lock horns for the first time in the match, and Stark applies a deep Side Headlock that Senator tries to get out of in a few ways before simply backing up into the ropes and having the referee start the five-count. Stark steps away before the count of five, brushing off his shoulders as if he has done Phillips a favor by not cheap-shotting him. The Senator does something similar, he slapping his chest in a rhythm to get the crowd behind him before he goes for another lock-up. Starkweather sees this coming and quickly maneuvers into his own corner during the circling to tag in BK London, the crowd booing his buzz killing ability and the entrance of the champion at once.
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