Fallout, October 10th, 2008

[Jake Steele]

Dark Matches:

Match #1: Terrell Rochelle vs. Mark Madison
Two indy wrestlers who once were involved in big time fed GWF started the pre-show off with a nice paced match of two big men going at it. Mark Madison was up to his usual schemes and plots, but former bodyguard to the stars Terrell proved to the better bigger man as he debuted his new finisher; The Bounce [Inverted F-5] which may have took Madison out as he had to be taken out on a stretcher after Terrell got the three count.

Match #2: Tito “Firefly” Barron vs. Simba Mufasa
In a very quick and decisive victory, Tito made a fool of the afro pick wearing hoodlum flipping all around the ring to the fan’s delight. After a quick Hotspot, Tito got the easy win.

Match #3: Daniel Ness vs. DNA
This match was clearly the shining moment of the entire pre-show, two stars who would probably be main eventing the actual show gave the fans a preview of a possible match to come in the future as they took each other to the limit. They went on for about 18 minutes with no clear winner in sight. The match was ended in a draw after Ness locked in the Ness-asary and DNA refusing to tap.

[Jake Steele]

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Michael Smart vs. Pablo Lopez

Wayde Russler and Sly Fox vs. The Lost Boys

Bryce vs. Ben Drinkin

Openweight Title
Stan Johnston vs. Colossus Rhodes

Road Steelers Open Challenge

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[Jake Steele]

Opening OTA Segment: Sunglasses Indoors.
Credit: The Road Steelers

Before Fallout has even started, we fade into the scene to see a white stretch limo sitting just outside of the Stephan Russo Memorial Hall. The camera focuses on the body of the car, going all around it to see it’s rims and catch a glimpse of who is inside of it. The camera gets done panning around and it stops on the far back door of the limo. Over the car we see a Caucasian male step out from the drivers seat with a black hat on and a cheap suit. He looks tired but he drags his self to the door and opens it up. Before you know it, one half of the Tag Team Champions steps out in the form of Thunder Train. He has a white tank top on and some jeans. He has his sunglasses on outside but he’s cool so they won’t come off even after he’s stepped into the building.

Train: Time to crush Fallout!

Then following Train comes Jake Steele, with his Gucci shades on and the freshest suit he could find. He has both of his titles over his shoulders and he looks to Train as they begin smiling. Steele then adjusts his titles on his shoulders and looks up ahead.

Steele - Gotta keep it hood Train, gotta keep it hood.[/color]

The camera then begins to fade with the camera focused on both smiling, knowing that tonight will be very, very fun.

[Jake Steele]

Segment: Bannatyne’s Memo
(Credit: Senator)

As the show continues on, Peter Bannatyne is seen in his executive office, in the ACW Arena, across the street from the Stephan Russo Memorial Hall.

Bannatyne: Welcome everyone to Friday Night Fallout, the fastest hour on television, and the antidote to the usual late night fare. Now, you all might have seen the Road Steelers entering the Hall just now, and having heard the card in advance, like a good businessman, you might be wondering what they are doing here tonight, and why they’re stealing airtime from the usual people here on Fallout.

Bannatyne adjusts his collar, and straightens his tie.

Bannatyne: See here, Fallout has been consistent in the ratings, but it has not been generating the buzz that the higher ups in ACW would like to see. This is no longer Biff Taylor’s playground, we are here to grow, and the way to do that is to bring in bigger names. If Stan Johnston can’t do that, then I believe that bringing in mainstream ACW talent is the logical next step. Also, a word of warning, I still have not forgotten the debt that a few certain individuals have owed me, and with the market as it is, I am not quite in a good mood. Last week, El Froggy Mask had the opportunity to pay off his debt...but he failed...miserably. As such, his title opportunity will go to the individual who desired it the most, and Colossus Rhodes will face Stan Johnston tonight for the Openweight Title. I remind you all, do not cross me, and I will not cross off your pay check.

Fade out

[Jake Steele]

Match: Michael Smart vs. Pablo Lopez
(Credit: Senator)

Michael Smart, making his ACW TV debut, appeared to decent cheers from the crowd, both from those welcoming a new face and those who remembered his run in GWF. Pablo Lopez, with his own quirky fanbase received his own cheers, fueling the portly lucha wrestler on his trot down to the ring. As the bell rang, and Joey Reynolds called for the bell, Pablo went for a running front dropkick, but the strike fell short, and Smart caught his opponent into a knee hold Boston Crab, twisting Pablo’s ample midsection as he set a knee in his back.

As the match went on, Smart appeared to be in total control, hitting a DDT, several armdrag takedowns, and gaining a near fall on a German suplex hold. However, after kicking out of the suplex, Pablo gathered up all his energy into one big comeback, hitting several running cross chops, a tornado punch, and even connecting with a big scoop slam near the corner. Enthused, Lopez ran a full circle around the ring, clapping to get the crowd’s support, waving his arms around before running straight across the ring, leaping over Smart’s prone form, jumping up to the top rope…where he promptly slipped, and landed crotch-first onto the steel portion of the turnbuckle. Smart immediately popped up, looking at his opponent’s misfortune, shaking his head for a moment, before climbing up, and hitting a devastating top rope release German suplex for the decisive win.

Winner: Michael Smart

[Jake Steele]

Segment: KAWADA Speaks.
Credit: Steele

The scene opens up with Independent Contract wrestler, KAWADA standing in front of the camera. Over the past week or so, he has put OLYMPIA to the test and saved Stan Johnston from a vicious beat down, as he tries to get his name up in the ranks…and more importantly for him to get a Official Fallout Contract.

KAWADA: A long, long time ago. In the land of the high rising sea. There were warriors who fought the best men who dare challenge them. Soon I will do the same. I must get Fallout contract and I must do anything to prove my skill to Peter Bannatyne. I will fight anyone who wants to fight me… anytime… anywhere. No matter to me. Cause KAWADA always ready for a bout. KAWADA soon to be TV Title Champion and no-bod-e will get in way.

The scene then fades after KAWADA’s brief message.

[Jake Steele]

Match: Sly Fox and Wayde Russler vs. The Lost Boys
(Credit: Senator)

The Lost Boys, being a longstanding veteran tag team, and the original Fallout Openweight Tag Champs, have seen many tag matches, about as many on the winning side as the losing, but always giving their opponents a tough match. That said, the team of the formidable ACW star, Wayde Russler, and his tag partner, Sky Fox presented them one of their most difficult challenges in recent memory.

The Lost Boys gave it their best shot from the start, though, doubleteaming Wayde with a series of double dropkicks and enzuigiris, and working the arm over with a number of old school Lost Boys techniques. Memnoch, the slower paced of the two, remained in the ring with Sky Fox, slapping on several wristlock variations, and culminating in his Ki Crusher variant for a near fall, before Wayde broke it up.

Uriel kept up the double team on Fox, even hitting his infamous “That Japanese Move,” a rapidly executed Shining Wizard, but Wayde managed to break up another few pins, before making the hot tag, demolishing Uriel, and when Memnoch tagged in, he received a massive Smith and Wesson running guillotine crusher that put him away for the three count.

Winners: Wayde Russler and Sly Fox

[Jake Steele]

Segment: Announcement to the People of Fallout! Credit-ALI AHMED MEHRMOHAMMADI

On the titantron:

Hello, Fallout peoples! I am Ali Ahmed Mehrmohammadi! I hail from the beautiful lands of Nigeria in Africa, where I am a finance manager for a rich oil company. I visit you all here today, but I am sadly only able to do so on the titantron. However, I will still be able to meet you all in person, and I can make you all rich in doing so! All you need to is receive my monies into your account, for safekeeping, for I wish to avoid any atom of criminalities as I move my assets over. In doing so, you will receive my monies, and I can become a Fallout superstar! Thank you all, and good evening!

[Jake Steele]

Segment: We Want Competition.
Credit: The Road Steelers

A couple matches have passed by now and surprisingly we haven’t seen much of The Road Steelers. That is until right about now. As Peter Bannatyne is seen sorting some papers out, sooner than later Steele and Train barge through the door as Bannatyne slides back a bit in his chair with a “WTF!” look on his face. Bannatyne realizes who it is and he begins to look annoyed to all hell as Steele and Train start to mess with random objects in the room. Train touches a vase and ‘accidentally’ knocks it over. This causes Bannatyne to jump up in anger, yelling at Train.

Bannatyne: Alright that is enough! You two have no in this office! Russo can still fire both of you for this vandalism!

Steele - Russo can’t do shit brah. Plus who da fuck is you anyway? Peta’ Bannatyne? Train… you heard of dude before?[/color]

Train: I don’t watch Fallout!

Steele - Dats what I thought. Sit yo’ flaky ass down Peta‘, Train knocked a 2 dolla vase over. Stop actin’ like shit is priceless.[/color]

Bannatyne: IT IS!

Train: Don’t make me eat you.

Bannatyne begins to mumble under his breath as he sits down into his chair and calms himself a bit.

Bannatyne: What do you two want?

Steele - We ain’t just here to party man. We da most dominant Tag Team in ACW right nah. So da reason we here should be simple. Give us a team to face, tonight.[/color]

Bannatyne: And what if I decide against that?

Steele - Den Train over here will split ya fuckin’ face in two.[/color]

Train somehow gets a mirror in his hand and he breaks it into pieces. Bannatyne gulps and he looks back over at Steele.

Bannatyne: Alright… you two have a match, but the actual opponents will be revealed when the time comes.

Steele looks over to Train and nods. They then proceed to leave the office as Bannatyne looks pissed.

[Fade]

[Jake Steele]

[Segment] No time for games
[Credit] Bryce

As Fallout returns from a very brief commercial break we are taken to a shot of ringside. As the camera zooms in it comes clear that we are ready for the next match, as the first of the two participants, Ben Drinkin can be seen standing in the ring. Ben Drinkin can be seen pacing around the ring, waiting for his opponent. Sure enough, a few moments later "I don't wanna stop" by Ozzy Osbourne hits the P.A system to signal the arrival of Bryce. Bryce immediately steps through the entrance curtain, to raucous boos from the crowd. However, Bryce has a microphone in his right hand and instead of heading down to the ring immediately he stops at the top of the ramp. As he lifts his microphone to his mouth Bryce looks much more serious than usual.

Bryce: Sorry, but I just can't come down to that ring without saying a few things first. See, not only I am being forced to compete on Fallout...again! I'm being forced to compete against someone called *Bryce raises his eyebrow*...Ben Drinkin. Now, you people already know just how good I am, so I'm not going to bore you with that - however, I think there is an interesting fact you should all know about Ben Drinkin. See, Bryce likes to do his research and I couldn't help but come across a certain little fact, which is...oh you're all going to be surprised at this! Even the man himself, XS3 beat Ben Drinkin!

Bryce pauses and opens his mouth wide in "suprise".

Bryce: Yes, I was just as surprised as you people when I came across that little piece of information! See, it must mean this guy standing in the ring must be really...really...reeeeeeally bad! *Bryce shakes his head from side to side* Now, obviously this guy isn't going to be anywhere near the standard of yours truly, but do you know what? Just for tonight, Bryce will play ball. See, Ginger has got it into his head of his that I'm not "professional" enough for Meltdown or Warfare. Well, Ginger, you better be watching tonight because I'm about to show you the true meaning of a professional when I knock this guy here out cold!

As Bryce finishes he doesn't chuckle or show his usual smirk, he simply throws his microphone onto the entrance ramp and begins to head down to the ring for his match with a look of intent and focus.

[Jake Steele]

Match 3: Bryce Vs Ben Drinkin

The match starts off with the two men squaring up in the middle of the ring. Ben grabs a hold of Bryce, trying to lock in a head lock, however the focused Bryce forces him to release it with a series of well-timed shin kicks and knees to the thigh. As Ben stumbles back Bryce tries to go on the offensive, however as he Irish whips Ben into the ropes he narrowly misses getting taken out with a clothesline on the rebound. The two men recover back to their feet, continuing to look for an opening, which eventually comes to Bryce who neglects Ben's large weight and size advantage with a dropkick straight to the knee. Bryce follows it up with a cartwheel to moonsault before going for the first pin attempt of the match. Ben easily throws Bryce off him at the count 2, not too much to the surprise of Bryce.

Bryce clearly not in the mood for games stays on the offense with a couple of knife-edged chops to Ben as he stands up, Bryce follows it up with a russian legsweep, however Ben uses his size to make sure he goes nowhere. Ben dazes Bryce with a headbutt before irish whipping him into the ropes, looking to connect with a lariat as Bryce rebounds off, however Bryce uses his speed advantage to baseball slide between Ben's legs and take him off guard. As Ben turns round he is met with a knee straight to the mid-section which sends him keeling over, Bryce follows it up with The Equaliser (Spike DDT), using the momentum from Ben keeling over to drive his head straight into the ring canvas. Unexpectantly, Bryce doesn't go for the possible pin fall to follow it up, and instead stands back as a dazed Ben comes to. With a look of intent Bryce waits until Ben stands up before leaping at his opponent and executing The Californication (Codebreaker), cracking Ben right on the button with his two knees. As Bryce covers Ben there is nothing he can do to prevent Bryce picking up his second successive Fallout victory.

[Jake Steele]

Match: Openweight Championship: Stan H. Johnston vs. Colossus Rhodes
Credit: Steele

In an attempt to take advantage of Stan yet again Colossus had planned on attacking him pre-match yet again. But this time Stan was sure to have back up as The Texans ran down and began pounding on Rhodes’ huge stature, trying to get the very large man down and off of Johnston. Rhodes shrugs the men off and head butts both Texans down. Though with the distraction working properly Johnston got his chance to grab a quick little equalizer… a bullrope. He snuck up behind Rhodes and wrapped it around his neck, pulling on his neck and trying to choke the big man and render him passed out. Rhodes struggles, trying to get Johnston back but the Texan is relentless on his mission. Johnston pulls as hard as he can but Rhodes wakes himself back up and elbows Johnston back off of him and into the ring apron. Johnston has to take time to catch his breath after being caught off guard like that, as he lays back on the apron before rolling into the ring. Rhodes gets into the ring next, but is met by a array of punches from Johnston. The rough and tough Texan lays right hands into Rhodes’ face, stumbling and stunning the bigger man as he steps back towards the ropes slowly. Rhodes still isn’t fully shook though as he grabs Johnston’s head and performs a hard head butt!

Johnston falls onto the mat and rolls back, rising back to his feet as Rhodes picks up speed and approaches Johnston. He takes both of his hands and wraps them around the neck of Johnston. He looks to lay down a big Double Chokeslam, but instead Johnston pokes Rhodes in the eye and jumps down, running to the ropes… Rhodes shakes it off but it’s too late. Western Lariat. 1.2.3.

Winner and still champ: Stan H. Johnston

[Jake Steele]

Main Event: Road Steelers Open Challenge

The final match of the night is here. Fans sit down in their seats as ‘Dolla’ by Fort Minor begins playing over the stereo system.

COOOOMMEEEE ONNNNN!!!

Attention please, I only need a second
To make a mental impression directly on any record so
Give me space to move, room to prove I'm stupid with the P's and Q's
Ladies and gentlemen I'm sending you bending
Pretending the pen is a needle, I'm injecting the venom
And I'll be damned if I let another man get to me
I'll bruise you with a shoe to the family jewelry

I'm back with fury, attack quickly
Sick with a BIC pen, all up in your shit man
You never knew the flow was sick as this
Bitch, listen when I'm letting you know
Got a grip on these tracks that you wish you got
Got a clique full of assholes, I kid you not
So when that mixtape's done and that album drops
Ryu and Tak and me got it loaded and locked, believe it

Sooner than later Fallout’s special guest for the night, The Road Steelers come through the curtains with all of their titles on their shoulders. The fans inside of the Stephan Russo Memorial Hall begin booing at the infamous tag team. Steele looks out to the crowd and shakes his head, as Train does pretty much the same. They make their way down the ramp, ignoring all fans who yell obscenities into their ears. Steele slides into the ring as Train enters the ring by using the steps. Steele pulls a microphone out from his back pocket and looks around at the crowd, as they continue to boo.

Steele - Damn… dis place is some garbage. I mean I just saw da top champ in his match…

No wonda’ Fallout got cancelled.[/color]

The fans are growing tired real fast of Steele’s blatant disrespect for Fallout. He doesn’t care as he gets down to business.

Steele - Aight… Bannatyne. Who da fuck me and Train facin’?[/color]

Cue Bannatyne. He appears on the FallouTron.

Bannatyne: Well… it seems that our current Tag Teams have, well, they flat out think you’re two scumbags and they said they wouldn’t waste of bit of their time facing either of you… But. I do have a team that you two may be familiar with…

G-Unit.

Train’s eyes begin to widen as he hears the name of the team that he thought was killed at Emperor of the Ring. Steele is just as confused as G-Unit’s music plays and the fans go wild. The are completely estatic… until they see what part of G-Unit is coming out. Gary and Gooner step through the curtains as the cheers quickly turn to boos of anger. Gary and Gooner are extremely excited to be competing as they run down to the ring and slide in, looking at the Tag Champs, who stare on, now laughing at this entire situation. Gary steps up to Steele and smiles awkwardly in face for about ten seconds. Steele then begins to smile too, extending his hand to Gary. Gary looks down and smiles, before hugging Steele! Steele is quickly angered by this as he pushes Gary off of him and cracks him in the mouth with a right hook.

Ding. Ding.

Train doesn’t waste anytime as he clotheslines the shit out of Gooner! Steele on the other side of the ring has hopped onto Gary and began punching him nonstop in the face, getting some blood to come out from his nose. The ref tries to pull Steele off but he doesn’t listen. The ref begins to count from the 1, and when he almost reaches three to ring the bell… Train comes up and picks him up into the air, slamming him hard onto the mat belly first. This clearly isn’t about competition, they both want to dominate Gary and Gooner completely and unrelentlessly. Steele gets off of Gary finally and points to Gooner, telling Train to pick him up. Train holds him up as both men now dash to opposite ropes… crushing Gooner’s skull with the Tribute to Jigsaw [Double Big Boot to the Head]. Gooner collapses onto the mat as some of the fans cringe in horror of his skull being crushed in. There is evil glow in the eyes of these men as Steele steps over to Gary. He picks him up and throws him to Train who picks him up on his shoulders and begins turning him around in a vicious cycle of spins. After about ten seconds Train places him back down onto his feet and Steele lunges himself at Gary with a RIGHT IN YO’ FACE!

Gary flies back as Steele rises back up to his feet and picks the microphone up from the mat. He takes a few deep breaths and looks at the two men.

Steele - Train! Caramel Clutch Time![/color]

The fans begin shaking their heads as they don’t get why this is even happening. Train grabs Gary and locks in the Caramel Clutch, pulling back on Gary’s chin and neck area as Steele begins laughing hysterically.

Steele - Do you see dis Zero? How ‘bout you McKaye? You watchin’ in ya igloo Sijweh? Do you muthafuckas see dis!?! Cause dis! Dis is what all of you will get if you don’t figure out da main concept. RSX3 is not ta’ be fucked wit’! We are takin’ over all of ACW! From Fallout ta’ Meltdown, we will shine on all of you fools! We ain’t goin’ nowhere, love us… hate us… WE DON’T GIVE A FUCK!

Consider dis a warnin’… come dis Monday, i’m walkin’ out wit my International Title around mah waist, dats a fact. Bring whateva’ and whoever you want Zero… I’mma be ready.

Steele gets ready to put the mic down but instead he says one last thing.

Steele - Oh yeah…

FUCK FALLOUT![/color]

Steele drops the mic and drops to his knees, looking out into the crowd as they soak him in hate. Train continues to keep the Caramel Clutch locked in as Fallout comes to a fade and a end…

Or does it?

[Jake Steele]

“All Good Things ...”
Credit: FSX, Thunderkiss

[The Fall air blows off the Atlantic ocean, chilling him to the bone. Alone his sits atop an island cliff, awaiting for the moment when his solitude will be broken by an old friend who agreed to meet him here this afternoon. In the still of the moment his mind flashes back to the moment when he first set foot on this island. Years have passed since that day and his body has matured, weathered over the passing of time. Depression creeps into his heart as he realizes those glory days are now gone and will most likely never return. Now staring into the watery abyss before him, his mind contemplates leaping into the water so he can fulfill his prophecy of burning out and not fading away. Before he can take the plunge, he hears the footsteps of his expected company behind him, preventing him from what will someday be the inevitable.]

Thunderkiss: You know brother, I hate growing old.

FSX: Nothing wrong with getting older. After all, if we didn't get any older the economy would be sure to recover. In time, if we were to somehow die young, it would most definately allow the world to recover from this spiral of debt and lies. Yeah..no doubt we'd save the world...But that's no fun, and suicide is for children and vampires...Hmm...Didn't you used to be some kinda...Child Vampire or something?

Thunderkiss: If your implying I was some sort of pedophile, then no. Otheriwse that little problem has been “rectified.” Besides, It’s been three months. Who can remember?

[With one corner of his lip turned upwards, and a casual swinging point toward an "invisible" camera, Fallen would dramatically pose as everything seemed to slow down a good bit.]

FSX: Certaintly not those people over there!

Thunderkiss: Exactly. Anyway, I remember when I was a kid who didn’t give a shit about anything. I felt so free, so free of worry and stress. Now look at me. I take at least a dozen anti-depressants and pain pills. I can’t sleep at night because my body goes numb thanks to my herniated discs. Worst of all, I cant even pay my doctor bills.

FSX: Yeah, I remember a time I could stand to look at you. Seems you've kinda degraded into some sort of shell of a man with time...Hmm..You could call up Ginger or something and--

Thunderkiss *interrupting*: No. Everyone has a moment in time that belongs to them. A time when they are happy and have the world in the palm of their hand. I had mine and I have finally accepted that it is over. Life is for the young.

FSX: You know, your not making me feel very good about being older then you...

[There was a brief pause as the two looked to one another with a bit of a smirk, before the comment seemed to be brushed aside entirely as if it hadn't been made at all, and the two returned to their current dramatics.]

Thunderkiss: I am a realist, Fallen. If the sky is falling, I am going to be realistic and admit that it is falling instead of trying to pretend to put a smile on my face. I have no delusions about my current status in life, X. You could say that made me realize my dreams also took it away. Like they say, the good Lord givith’ and then takith’ away. Still, though all the hell I’ve been through, I still crave it. It’s in my blood. It’s in your blood. That is why you are here standing on this cliff with me. Guys like us will never change. We need this.

FSX: ...Are you trying to say that we have AIDS, TK? Because I don't think I have AIDS...

Thunderkiss: No. And I don't either. Well, at least I think so. My last test was some time ago ...

FSX: Ohhh...Well then, are you about done with the bitching? It's about time someone taught you about getting beat up on Mountains!

Thunderkiss: I am now. Come on crackerjack, show me your best.

FSX: I don't have anything but left in me!

Thunderkiss: Ding. Ding.

[Both men advance on one another, just as they did months ago when one was the number one contender and the other was in a much different place in life. There is no ring; no spectators, yet neither realizes this nor cares as the twinkle in their eyes almost blind them. For this split second they are young again.]

Thunderkiss: Oh, X ...

FSX: Yeah..?

Thunderkiss: Thanks for letting me live again.

[FADE]

End Show

[The Senator]

Epic ending, there. And another great Fallout, which everyone should read!