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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 13, 2008 15:33:28 GMT -5
Monday Night Warfare 13th October 2008
Schedule of Matches: ---------------------------------------
Lusso vs. Bryce
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Sijweh Anguta vs. Danny Richards
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Jake Cheng vs. Wayde Russeller
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BK London vs. Dan White
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Jake Steele vs. Jay Zero - International Title Match
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 13, 2008 15:34:28 GMT -5
Opening Segment: Training Day 2: Rear Waistlocks
(Credit: Scott Andrews)
It was Scott’s second training session and already he had put his troops through a rigorous warm up routine of squats and agility sprints, and now it was time for the real work. Scott looks to be fully focused on training these young lions, seemingly caring not for anything Jake Cheng is currently doing. Perhaps he’s letting go of the tension and brushing it off. Maybe he’s being the bigger man and walking away from the pettiness. In any case, the trainees are certainly respecting the ACW star as they follow his every instruction in fear of being put through the warm up again. Damian Storm is right in the fore front again, standing close to the demonstration as Scott puts another gym student in a rear waistlock.
Scott: So, students, if you were to have this man right here, a 6’5, 244 pound opponent in a rear waist lock, what would you do? Where would you go from here?
Johnny Trebuchet: I’d transition into a quick snapmare and follow up with a running front dropick to the face.
Scott: And for a man of your stature, I’d say that’d be the right thing to do, Johnny. If you tried a back Suplex you’d probably pull a vertebra out of place with the lack of muscle on your bones, eat some meat, boy… Yoshi Dragon, what about you?
Yoshi: Scott-san, I leap in the air to hit my reverse hurricanrana, forcing the opponent backwards on to their head. Very dangerous move; opponent not get up.
Scott: Dangerous? I like it. What about you, Damian?
Damian: Me? I’d launch backwards with a German Suplex, roll through and hit another German Suplex before rolling through for a third and final time with a Dragon Suplex Pin.
Scott: You think that’ll work on this guy?
Damian: I do. I can prove it if you want?
Scott: There’s no need. I’ll see how you do it when you’re in a match against the big men of Fallout. For now, let’s get one thing clear; you must all realize your limits. You must know what your capable of with your body size and work with it. If you’re 5’9, 190 pounds like Yoshi over here, don’t try and work powerbombs and lariats, you’ll just end up getting smoked. Same goes for guys on the larger side. Use your strengths to your advantage; hide the negatives. Know your opponent and do everything you can to exploit his weaknesses. Right, now we’ll take a five minute break and we’ll be back into it.
Johnny looks over at Scott.
Johnny Trebuchet: What are we learning next?
Scott smirks.
Scott: How to take a Headshot.
A uniform “gulp” can be heard as the students move towards their water bottles.
Damian approaches Scott.
Damian: Hey, Scott, I was wondering…would you be willing to sort of take me under your wing? As a protégé? I really respect what you do, and I think I could learn a lot from you.
Scott: You could learn a lot from me, you’re right, but you have to listen first. If you show me you can listen to my advice, I’ll take you on. Go have some water; you’re gonna need it.
Damian takes Scott’s advice indeed and heads for his water bottle with the rest of the group. Dwight looks over at Scott and gives him a smile. Scott pulls a thumbs up and the two seem to be on the same page in relation to Damian and his potential. Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 13, 2008 15:37:02 GMT -5
Segment: Clash of the Titans! Credit: Bryce, XS3, Jake Steele, Thunder Train
Following the opening segments, the camera switches to the backstage area - the locker room of one RXS3, to be exact. XS3 can be sitting on the left hand side, donning an attire of blue jeans and a Lamb of God band t-shirt. On the other side of the room are his stable mates, The Road Steelers - Jake Steele and Thunder Train, Steele can be seen sporting ring attire as he has a Main Event match later on in the night, while Train is casually attired. As the cameras finish focusing in the attention of the segment turns to the discussion the trio are having.
Steele - ...so anyway man. What's up wit dat cocky mawfucka you been messin' wit?[/COLOR]
XS3 let's out a sigh as the subject of the discussion turns to that of his rival, Bryce.
XS3: It's nothing to monumental to worry about, Steele. I should be able to take care of it, it's just another side problem just like last month.
Train: Are you sure? I can send him packing just like Spade, Snake and Hitman if need be!
XS3 almost cringes before forcing a feigned smile, which just shows he doesn't seem to be in the best of moods.
XS3: Um, yeah, that won't be necessary, Train. Thanks for the offer, anyway...
As XS3 turns down Train's offer, the trios attention quickly changes to that of what's about to happen. See, for just as XS3 finishes talking the door which leads to the locker room of RXS3 slowly swings open. All three men look surprised, and go into...BATTLE STANCE! Well, sorta, Train and Steele look up at the door while XS3 stands up. However, they are all slightly taken back when they see who's standing in the door way.
It's Bryce, Bryce, Baby!
Bryce: Why hello there, Matthew and friends! What's up?
Steele - Who da fuck are you?![/color]
Train: It's the sundance kid!
As his stable mates "confront" their visitor XS3 silently composes himself and takes a few steps forward towards his rival. As XS3 approaches Bryce there's an aura about him that gives you the impression that he would like nothing more than to murder Bryce right there and then! Bryce smirks as he speaks.
Bryce: Sorry to interrupt guys, but I could overhear myself being mentioned as I walked by...
XS3: What a surprise, you actually didn't keep on walking. Just like you've been doing these last couple of weeks.
Bryce carries on, ignoring XS3 as the trio look on at the man standing before them.
Bryce:...anyway, I couldn't help but think to myself just what really is holding this stable together here...or not so as the case may be!
XS3 takes a step forward as the two rivals stand face-to-face, Bryce seems to be getting under the skin of XS3, and he knows it.
XS3: What's your point, Bryce? What do you want?
Bryce: Me? World peace.
With each comment you can sense the rage within XS3 rising, just a like volcano about to blow.
XS3: Obviously, lame comebacks are better left suited to Jake Cheng. Regardless, there's something I don't get about you. You're egotistical, you're cocky and quite honestly, you're a piece of unwanted trash who should've just stayed out of the company. However, you still persist on these mind games...
XS3 pauses before continuing with a reasserted tone in his voice.
XS3: Why is that? Maybe because you're afraid of getting shown up by someone who's wiser and more experienced than you are? Maybe it's because your mother didn't hug you enough when you were a kid? I don't know what your problem is but you've got to stop running away like a little pussy. The time has come for you to either put up or shut up and if you're ready to finally grow a pair, I'd suggest you do the former.
The pair's noses are almost within touching distance, Bryce still has a smirk on his face, while XS3 looks pumped up and ready to go.
Bryce: Ha, wouldn't you like to know, dear Matthew! However, as we are on the matter, I did in fact come to inform you of about something for tonight! See, I couldn't help but see your abysmal performance last week, against Wayde Russeller, no less. So, I figured, tonight I'll do you a favour, Matthew! Yes, that's right - against Lusso, just for you I'll put a masterclass on so you can learn a thing or two about what we call wrestling!
Bryce grins widens as he looks directly into XS3's eyes, Steele and Train seem unsure what to do as the pair stare down. There's a look in the eyes of XS3 that shows that a line has been crossed by Bryce, that wasn't meant to be crossed. He clenches his right hand tightly as the veins in his right arm begin to buldge. However, he unclenches his hand.
Bryce: I'll trust you'll be watching, Matthew.
Bryce's grin widens even further before he turns and heads towards the door. XS3 stands his ground and stares at the door way as Bryce exits.
Steele - Damn... if dat was me I woulda' whooped his ass brah.[/color]
XS3: Paitence is a virtue, Jake. He'll get his soon enough...
The camera slowly begins to fade to black as XS3 keeps his attention firmly focused on the door way.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 13, 2008 15:37:40 GMT -5
Segment: Wayde's World Credit: Wayde Russeller and Jason Freeman The fans sit anxiously on the edge of their seats waiting for the show to come back from commercial. In the ring, the ACW crew prepares for another installment of Wayde's World. They bring in the new couch, chair, television and set up the bar in the corner of the ring. Just as they finish setting up the bar and head out, "Me Against The World" by Simple Plan comes on the speakers and the fans boo as Wayde emerges from the back on the entrance ramp with Diamond Fox on his side. Wayde is wearing jeans with shimmering black and white striped button down. He has his white cowboy hat on and black cowboy boots. Next to him, Diamond is wearing a really short jean skirt with a white top tied in a knot right under her cleavage. They get in the ring and Diamond goes behind the bar while Wayde grabs a mic.Wayde: Howdy ya'll and welcome to this weeks edition of Wayde's World! You'll notice we got a new set up here which includes a bar for our guests! And behind the bar we have our very sexy bar tender, Diamond Fox! Now I do not want to waist time tonight so first lets recap last weeks debut!He turns the television on and it, as well as the Alphatron show a video package of high lights from the debut of Wayde's World. They show Wayde announcing the show and Mrs. Red coming out. They show Wayde berating Mrs. Red and her slapping him. The clip fades with her being escorted out in hand cuffs. Wayde: You see, just like its host, Wayde's World is Pure Entertainment. Here tonight we have a great guest. My guest tonight is newly returned to ACW. He is, in many's opinion, one of the greatest athletes to grace the ACW ring. Ladies and gentleman please give a loud round of applause for...JASON FREEMAN!“Ugly” by The Exies comes on the speakers...Wayde: Hey Freeman, I am Wayde Russeller and I would like to whole heartily welcome to Wayde's World!Freeman: Wayde, let me tell you something. I don't care about your show, I don't care about you. I care about one person and one thing. I care about myself. And the reason I'm on your show, is because I need a chance to make myself heard, so--- Wayde: Whoa, whoa, whoa, Freeman, calm down. Listen, man, you're gonna get your chance, but there's no need---Freeman: No, you listen. You want me here on this show because you want interesting guests. You want interesting things to happen on YOUR show. That's your motive. Mine is to have a chance for people to hear what I'm saying. Let's not get bugged down with formalities, and welcomes. We both want something the other can give, and I say we focus on that. Wayde: Fair enough...I just don't see how arguing is going to help either of us, so how about we just calm down, then.Freeman looks down pondering, and then looks up nodding.Freeman: Okay then, Wayde. I'll give you credit in that arguing probably will not help us, and I take the blame for starting that one. Continue. Wayde: Alright, well I'm just going to ask you some questions. So now you're back in ACW, how does it feel?Freeman: It definitely feels great, and since I now have my priorities in order, it feels like I'm starting anew. Wayde: Well I think I speak for all ACW fans when I say, we are glad you are back!The fans boo at this comment while Wayde and Diamond Fox clap their hands together and Freeman smiles with a cocky smile.Wayde: Now that you're back, everyone wants to know, what is your goal?Freeman: Aren't all our goals the same Wayde? We all want the same thing. The ACW world title...or whatever it's being called now. The concept remains the same. Everybody wants that belt, and my whole career I may have strived for it. But it wasn't until RECENTLY, that I finally realized that I just wasn't doing it right. NOW, I'm in the mindset that's going to GET me that title. And the first thing I want to do...if you want an IMMEDIATE Goal...well...we all know that. It's to get a match with Dan White at Samhain, defeat him, and prove myself as a main player in this company for the first time since my debut. Freeman paces a bit, not looking at Wayde anymore, but into the crowd.Freeman: You see...these people just don't understand that I am capable of extremely great things, but I will force them to open their eyes when I wrestle Dan White and pin him...I'm sure he'll be very confident, but boy won't he be surprised. I am going to be the FUTURE of this company, and when I defeat him...it'll just be the first step on my path. And I'm going to enjoy every minute of it. Wayde: And I will enjoy watching it! Dan White was good in his prime but that day has come and gone. Dan White is a joke and soon after you beat him to a pulp, I'm gonna get a match with him and beat whatever life he has out of him!Freeman: Now, of course I need him to agree to the match, but I think he’s noticing me now. He certainly did react when my music came on during his match. Wayde: That is right! He did jump when he thought Jay Freeman was coming for him. We even have footage right here!Wayde picks up the remote and him and Freeman relax in their chairs as he turn on the TV. The Alphatron kicks on with the TV and we go to Thursday Meltdown with footage from the Dan White vs Alander Starkweather match.Freeman's music hits, and Dan instantly recognizes the theme of that of Jason Freeman's. He turns to the Alphatron, thinking that this must be Freeman's way of retaliation for Dan's less than fair “confrontation” last Monday night. Dan is ready to forget about Starkweather and go for a fight with Freeman.....but Freeman doesn't walk out. Not wanting to be taken from behind, Dan looks around the back of him, but can't find anyone. He looks back at the Alphatron with a confused look on his face as the music fades. This look turns from confusion to shock and then dismay as Starkweather rolls Dan up into a cover, getting the 1-2-3!
Philip: Here is your winner...Alexander Starkweather! We come back live and Wayde is laughing and slapping his knee, as Freeman seems extremely satisfied.Freeman: The plan was executed brilliantly. Wayde: You got that right! You know, I mean it was really just an accident. I accidentally walked to the back and I accidentally told the back room guys to turn your music on! And his face when he heard it was priceless!Wayde continues laughing, and while Freeman’s emotions are not as openly shown, he does seem to be looking back fondly at the moment.Wayde: So enough about the dinosaur, ho...ANARCHY!!!!!! Freeman and Wayde jump up from their seats as Dan White's music comes on the speaker and the crowd explodes with cheers. He appears on the stage with a huge smile on his face.Dan: Wahey, now then lads! I bet you thought you'd never see my face tonight! I see you're both as ugly as ever. Freeman and Wayde hang over the top rope pointing and yelling at Dan.Freeman: Hey, DAN! It's nice to see you again, and if you don't like what's being said, do you want to do something about it? Wayde: Yeah where is your man hood Dan? Come down to the ring and prove us wrong! Show us you still have some fight!Dan: Wayde. Take a look at me. I'm black. My nob is going to be bigger than your arm. Pops from the crowd. Wayde's less than impressed, however.Dan: I'm not an idiot, though. I'm not going to go into battle alone. But I would however like to talk to the Freeman. Now, you insipid little scrotum. Stop being a bellend to me, ok? You've got my attention, so now what? Here's what. For being, like I said, an annoying little shit, I am NOT giving you the match you want. Freeman: WHAT?! What are you talking about?! You have to! Dan: Oh, Guru Freeman, please enlighten me to why. Ginger ain't gonna give you match, the way you've been acting to him. Freeman eyes narrow...he has never considered before that Dan would take this mindset...surely Dan's desire to teach him a lesson would overpower any other thought of his. It had to...he knocked the guy out with a pipe, and he's not going to want to take revenge on the punk that did it? Freeman can feel his temper flaring, the unexpectedness of this turn making him lose control.Freeman: Dan! I don't think you understand! As I said, if you don't GIVE me this match I'm going to get it however I have to! IF KNOCKING YOU OUT WITH A PIPE WASNT ENOUGH I GUESS I'LL JUST HAVE TO KEEP DOING MORE AND MORE! SINCE THAT OBVIOUSLY ISNT ENOUGH TO GET YOUR ATTENTION! Dan: Listen, Freeman. The more and more you want me in that ring, the more you're harrassing me, and that's why you don't get the match. I love to cause misery, and watching you winge everytime you don't get your way is hilarious. Freeman: DAN! YOU DON’T KNOW HOW MUCH YOU’RE DAMNING YOURSELF RIGHT NOW! YOU LISTEN TO ME RIGHT NOW--- And the alphatron fades to black. Dan has now taken away the satisfaction of letting Freeman even finish his sentence, and it drives Freeman crazy. He grips the ropes tightly, and glares for a couple seconds at where Dan just was...his arms shaking. Wayde walks over to Freeman to attempt to calm him down, but Freeman just turns towards Wayde and shouts.Freeman: THIS. INTERVIEW. IS. OVER! Before storming out of the ring, and up the ramp. Wayde ponders what to do, but decides it best to let Freeman go on his own, and the segment fades out.(OOC: Credit also goes to Dan.)
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 13, 2008 15:38:16 GMT -5
Segment: THE ACE OF SPADES! (Credit: Thunder Train)
We open up in the backstage area of the ACW arena. Right away we see Charlotte King running down a hallway yelling, "Thunder Train." The camera stops shaking for a moment and we see Thunder Train standing outside a door. He turns around and confronts Charlotte King.
Thunder Train: What can I do for you?
Charlotte: I just wanted to get your thoughts on the recent rumors about Jonny Spade and Rattlesnake confronting you after your remarks this past Thursday.
Thunder Train: My thoughts? Well...I can tell you that neither of them will be seen here tonight. I killed Spade. Hes dead, thats the end of it. And Snake, well....hes gone also. BOTH OF THEM ARE GONE! Do you understand that?
Charlotte: OK....What are your thoughts on Sijweh?
Train shakes his head and looks away for a second. He gets an aggravated look on his face and turns back to Charlotte.
Thunder Train: WHY DON'T YOU CARE ABOUT YOUR OWN THOUGHTS? GOD! THAT GUY IS A NOBODY! HE WAS TRAINED BY A NOBODY SO HES DESTINED TO BECOME ONE! I swear, I'm sick of listening to you interviewers. Next your gonna say that I'm afraid of him because hes gotten a few cheap shots on me. The Train isn't afraid of nobody! So next time think before you ask a question like that.
Charlotte: But I didn't ask that ques--
Thunder Train: That doesn't matter! Now, I gotta get some things from my locker room. Now if you'll excuse me--
Train turns around and notices the door is cracked open already. He slowly opens the door more and peeks inside.
Thunder Train: Steele....X's? Anyone? Hello?
Train takes a step into the room and notices it's empty. He looks around the room frantically to see if anything was stolen. However, he turns his attention to the center of the room. A steel folding chair is opened up with a playing card sitting atop it. Train moves up and grabs the card. He turns it over and sees an Ace of Spades. His eyes turn red and he crumples up the card, then eats it. He looks up to the heavens and throws his arms up.
Thunder Train: SPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPAAAAAAAAAAADEEEE!!
Fade to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 13, 2008 15:39:10 GMT -5
Match 1: Lusso vs. Bryce (Credit: Bryce)
The match starts off with both men circling around the ring, looking for an opening to capitalise on. Bryce uses his agility to duck and dodge, which begins to frustrate Lusso, though Bryce sees this and begins to goad Lusso on. Eventually Lusso has enough and charges at Bryce, attempting to level his opponent with a clothesline. However, Bryce sees this coming from a mile off and drops down onto the canvas before Lusso can connect. Lusso's momentum sends him into the ropes, he rebounds off backwards to where he is met by Bryce who hooks his leg around Lusso's and slams him down to the canvas with a russian leg sweep. Bryce cockily smirks as he stands up and observes Lusso for several moments, much to the annoyance of the crowd. Eventually, Bryce backs off to the other side of the ring. He breaks into a run before executing a rolling senton to Lusso...however, most surprisingly to Bryce, his antics gave Lusso time to get his knees up, which Bryce lands on rather awkwardly. Both men lay on the canvas trying to recover to their feet first and take control of the match.
Bryce quickly rolls over to the side of the ring and uses the ropes as an aid to get up, as he turns over he sees Lusso too, just managing to get to his feet. Strangely, the crowd have begun to get behind the oddball Lusso at this time. Bryce simply walks up to Lusso with a grin on his face, which unnerves Lusso. Lusso has come across Bryce before, and isn't a fan of Bryce's mindgames one bit! As Bryce stands still grinning, Lusso takes advantage by connecting with a right straight to the mid-section of Bryce before irish whipping Bryce into the ropes. As he waits for rebound off, Lusso keels over and as Bryce returns Lusso launches Bryce into the air with a big back body drop! Or so he thought. Instead, as Bryce rebounds off he sees a keeled over Lusso and chuckles as he connects with a kick straight to the forehead, before following it up with a series of knife-edged chops as Lusso stumbles back. Not content yet, Bryce finishes it off with the snappy snap suplex! Lusso's back rebounds straight off the ring canvas as Bryce hooks the leg, to go for the pinfall. However, much to the disgust of Bryce, Lusso manages to wriggle out at 2!
A clearly annoyed Bryce returns to his feet, bringing Lusso with him by his hair! As the crowd react angrily to this usual technique, Bryce doesn't allow Lusso time to recover as connects with a series of left and right shin kicks, before landing a knee straight to the mid-section. Lusso looks ready to collapse backwards onto the ring canvas, but Bryce keeps a tight grip of him. He spends several moments just standing in the centre of the ring talking into Lusso's ear, much to the bemusement of the crowd, before sling-shot irishwhipping Lusso into the opposite turnbuckle. As Lusso recoils off of the turnbuckle Bryce casually strolls towards his opponent before breaking into a run and connecting with a dropkick. Lusso slumps down to the floor with impact as Bryce quickly gets to his feet. Lusso looks down and out for the count, but Bryce decides he hasn't caused enough damage yet. He grabs a hold of Lusso and drags him across the canvas, positioning him for an aerial move. Bryce then quickly ascends the turnbuckle before posing and then executing The Equilibrium (Corkscrew Moonsault)! As Bryce hooks the leg Lusso doesn't have a chance in hell of getting his shoulders up. Bryce wins again.
"I don't wanna stop" by Ozzy Osbourne hits the P.A system as Phillip announces Bryce as the winner via pin fall. As Lusso is helped out of the ring by the referee Bryce stays put, he paces around the ring with his arms in the air, much to the disgust of everyone sitting at ringside. Bryce heads over to the side of the ring where the time keeper and Phillip sit, and can be heard shouting demands at them. Eventually, Phillip stands up again and passes a microphone to Bryce, but not before being barked at by the california native. Bryce retreats back into the centre of the ring and lifts the microphone to his mouth.
Bryce: Cut my music, cut it now damn it!
Bryce's music quickly dies out as an impatient Bryce barks demands as per usual.
Bryce: Now, I can't help but ask this, but Ginger just what the hell were you thinking? Huh?! What challenge was that freak supposed to be able to present to me? Look at me Ginger, I'm Bryce, I'm the hottest talent to grace ACW...period. Fact is, Ginger, instead of shipping me off to Fallout and giving me nobodies on Warfare and Meltdown, you should putting me against people that matter. I've been here what, a month or so, and in that time I've made a bigger impact than the majority will in their entire career!
Bryce shakes his from side-to-side before continuing.
Bryce: Do you want to know why I came back, Ginger? It's because this company needs me, it's because without me this company will die before it sees 2009! I'm tired of being stuck with people that aren't even close to being in my league! Lusso? Wayde Russeller? Alex Trixer? These guys don't deserve to be in the same company as Bryce, let alone the same freakin' ring!
As Bryce pauses the crowd let their opinion known as they boo
Bryce: But do you want to know something? I'm all about the people, Bryce is all about putting on entertainment! And let's face it, that destruction of Lassy right there, wasn't exactly entertainment, it was extermination! So, since I'm a nice guy, and I want to give you people value for money, Bryce is going to beat the hell out of another nobody for good measure!
The boos and abuse grows louder as Bryce continues to smirk while waiting for the crowd to quieten down a bit.
Bryce: See, I know there's a particular nobody watching right now, one that would love nothing more than to step into this ring with me right now! In fact, I was talking to this nobody just moments before I came down to the ring! So, Matthew, since you would of learned nothing from that extermination, I'm giving you the chance you've been waiting for these past few weeks - the only question is...are you man enough?!
As Bryce finishes his attention turns to the entrance ramp, "Hear This Prayer For Her" by Kingdom Of Sorrow instantly hits the P.A system, with Bryce's last words clearly having the desired effect. The crowd pop as XS3 steps through the entrance curtain and out onto entrance ramp. Though not in ring attire, he doesn't seem to care and looks focused on taking this opportunity to teach Bryce a lesson once and for all. Bryce looks down at XS3 from the centre of the ring, signaling with his free hand to "come on", XS3 nods and reaches the bottom of the entrance ramp. However, as XS3 makes his way up the steel steps and onto the ring apron, Bryce begins to back off and slides under the bottom rope as XS3 enters the ring at the other side. As Bryce grins backing off towards the barricades, XS3 looks puzzled and confused and shouts at Bryce. Bryce lifts the microphone to his mouth again.
Bryce: Do you know what, Matthew? I'm not feeling up to another match right now, after all. Maybe some other time!
As Bryce drops the microphone onto the floor outside of the ring he chuckles before hopping over the barricade and backing off through the crowd, away from XS3. XS3 looks incensed with Bryce, and it looks like Bryce's mind games are finally taking their toll as XS3 looks ready to snap. "Hear This Prayer For Her" by Kingdom Of Sorrow hits the P.A system once more as the camera begins to slowly fade into a backstage segment still focused on XS3 in the centre of the ring.
Fade.
OOC: Post-match credit to Bryce/XS3.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 13, 2008 15:40:20 GMT -5
Segment: No Teacher’s Pet (Credit: JJB)
After his match, Lusso is resting in his locker room holding his neck. He is then confronted by an angry JJB, who is still fuming over his last loss. JJB now goes over to Lusso and puts his forearm around his throat, making sure he can’t breathe. Lusso is smiling all through the pain as JJB begins to speak.
JJB: You really thought I would forget about me losing last week? Did you think I would forget about you absorbing the punishment I dealt out?
Lusso: Do what you need to do and stop flapping your gums, your breathe smells like shit.
JJB: Oh, I’m not done yet son. For you see I am not a forgetful man, I will be hunting you 24/7, whenever you are reading a newspaper expect me to slap you from behind, when you are tying your shoes prepare for them to be tied together, and when you are eating don’t ever second guess poison.
Lusso: Are you done yet? I have something else to do rather than wasting time with a scrub like you.
JJB: SCRUB?!! SCRUB?!! I am a living legend kid, I’ve been wrestling here before you even started to train, and you’re just another flash in the pan punk ass kid who thinks he can change the hierarchy of the ACW roster. Well let me tell you, it never lasts, no one hangs in here. They are all idealistic pricks who need to wake the fuck up and realize that you will not become a main eventer with flashy moves and sub par promos.
You need heart, you kids lack heart these days. What you rookies should do is to learn from a veteran like me. But no, you rooks want to pick on me and not absorb any knowledge, well let this be a lesson for any rookie who wants to fuck with me.
*JJB releases his forearm from Lusso’s throat, JJB begins to throw a right cross to Lusso’s jaw sending him reeling back to an adjacent locker. Lusso who is now enraged takes down JJB with a double leg takedown causing JJB to land on his head. Lusso seeing JJB knocked unconscious, leaves him alone. But JJB being the crafty veteran, low blows Lusso from behind and JJB picks up a steel chair; JJB starts to repeatedly hit Lusso with the chair. Lusso though begins to laugh as JJB hits him harder with each growing whimper of laughter.
JJB: You are one sick fuck kid, I gotta give it to you though. You can certainly take a beating.
*JJB picks Lusso up and prepares to finish him off but Lusso counters with a sweep kick that knocks JJB off of his feet. Lusso then lifts JJB and begins to slam him against the door. JJB spits in Lusso’s face to temporarily blind him and opens the door to run away. Lusso hastily wipes the spit off of his face and chases after JJB as the ACW locker room looks on. JJB does not run fast enough as Lusso tackles JJB to the ground. Lusso begins to pepper JJB’s face with elbows and jabs. JJB being a Krav Maga master easily reverses this with a block and throws Lusso into a nearby closet. JJB shuts the closet door as the ACW security staff and the ACW wrestlers look on and hear. The only thing that can be heard inside the closet is the sound of fists clashing and shouts in pain. The door suddenly flies open as JJB comes out the apparent winner of the brawl with Lusso. As the ACW staff looks at him he spits blood out and falls to the ground. Lusso comes out bloody fisted and raises his hand in victory. The security then takes Lusso away and separates him from JJB.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 13, 2008 15:41:11 GMT -5
Segment: You won’t get fooled again…well you never know (Jonny Spade, Thunder Train)
The scene opens up to the inside of the arena and the fans are still buzzing for the great show that they have seen so far. Just then Phillip receives word from someone backstage about something and he stands up and walks into the centre of the ring.
Phillip: Please welcome via satellite from Toronto Canada…Jonny Spade!
His music briefly plays as the connection gets established to the Canadian city. The music fades out as his face is shown on the alphatron.
Jonny: Heeeeeey everybody!
The crowd pops as they are being referred to… and just as he seems to be about to say something, Thunder Train’s music hits and he hits the sound system and he makes his way to the ring. The crowd boos as he makes way into the ring and he reaches to Phillip to give him a mic.
Train: Alr--
Jonny: Train! So good to see you; How is everything going? I see that you still have your tag belt still. That’s a good sign.
Train: I do NOT have time for this Spade.
Jonny: Well that is to bad then Train, because I have something to say first. Thanks to you my leg is broken. Thanks to you I am stuck in this hospital for quite possibly until spring 2009 with a back brace making it practically impossible to be mobile enough to do anything. I hope you’re happy.
Train: I am thrilled! You told me not to mess it up....And I didn’t. And I assume that the pesky ace of spades card is your attempt to get me scared of you?
Jonny: Oh that? Hahahaha. Please…that wasn’t my work. I didn’t put that there. Probably my protégé.
Train: Sijweh? That African kid? He’s just like a fly that keeps buzzing around your head that just won’t go away.
Jonny: Tell me about it …the guy is always there when you least expect it.
Then as if on cue, Sijweh hops the crowd barrier and then hops onto the apron and springsboards himself into the ring and dropkicks the back of Train causing him to fall forward into the middle ropes. He then bounces off the back ropes and jumps through the ropes of where Train is kneeling on. As he makes his way up the ring Train has the look on his face of anger because he has been made a fool of again at the hands of Mr. Anguta. Sijweh turns around and looks up to the Alphatron and gives a thumbs up to Spade on the big screen as he moves to the backstage.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 13, 2008 15:42:38 GMT -5
Segment: There's always a way to get what you want (Credit: BK London/Jason Freeman)
Upon returning to the show after the Meltdown Rebound, showing the end of of Meltdown last week Thursday in which Jason Freeman managed to cause the distraction - which in turn cost Dan White his match against Starkweather.
Another night, another chance for Freeman to speak his mind - and he did that just earlier tonight in the Wayde's World segment. Since returning, he has vowed to reach the top of the ladder here in ACW - by any means necessary, and he has proved it thus far by getting involved in the affairs of the former Tag Team Champion, Dan White. Unfortunately for him, however, Dan decided that the best way of punishing him would be to NOT give him his match, so understandably, Freeman is not in the best mood.
Upon being showed on camera, he recieves quite a bit of heat for his antics lately and for what he said in the ring earlier in the evening, but it honestly hasn't phased him at all. He has learned to block out what other people think of him, and only worry about what's his next step, what's his next plan, and how much more further will it take to get to the top. He seems to be deep in thought, no doubt thinking about how to change Dan's mind. As he strolls down the never ending ACW corridor, he stops upon seeing something off camera. A perplexing look from the former International Champion, but he approaches the off camera duo nonetheless.
Freeman: Is there something I can help you with?! Because I'm really not in a talking mood right now...
Walking into the camera shot is none other than the devious duo of BK London and Stephan Russo, in which some might call the super villians of ACW due to their heinous acts over the past couple of months. Putting his arm around Freeman's shoulder, he attempts to make this the most friendly and comfortable atmosphere he can for the former Entertainment Champion.
BK London: Actually, you know what? There is something you can help us with...
Freeman: First of all, PLEASE remove your arm off my shoulder.
BK London: Ok big guy, the Jason Freeman doesn't like to be touched. That's no problem on this end.
Stephan Russo: You know Freeman, we've been watching you since you returned a few shows ago, and we're very much impressed with the way you've been carrying yourself lately. It's been almost, champion like. I've always said, when you're able to block out pleasing the fans and only worry about pleasing yourself, that will be the key to immediate success here in ACW. Look at BK London, three time World Champion - and NOT ONCE when winning the belt, was he worried about pleasing the fans...
Freeman: If this is an invitation to OCW, I'm gonna have to decline. I don't do stables anymore.
Russo and London laugh heartily to themselves, almost getting a kick out of what Freeman just said.
BK London: Don't flatter yourself son, you're not OCW material - at least not yet anyway. But we HAVE been watching how you've been basically ruining Dan's life over the past couple of shows, and well...I have the pleasure of facing him in the ring tonight.
Freeman: Well, good for you. Good luck with that then...
Freeman looks to take off, but quickly BK London catches up to him and stops him from leaving.
BK London: Hey hey hey, listen, we're not trying to have you get into any REAL OCW business. It's just, we have a proposition for you. A "you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours" proposition. I understand you want to make a big impact, and I can see your mindset here. You came back after a near death experience with a toe injury...
Freeman sighs.
BK London: ..and within a few shows, you end up defeating Dan White, an ACW veteran, in the middle of the ring. It's a great plan, but obviously you need to actually GET the match first. And since Ginger is not too happy with you blowing him off last week, and Dan isn't going to do what you want, there is only one more person that could possibly help you out.
Freeman looks over to Russo, and seems to be deep in thought...he hadn't even thought about him...being that he only became a factor after Freeman's injury, and this proposition may be the one thing around the roadblock Dan has put up...it's perfect...
Freeman:...what do I have to do for you?
Stephan Russo: Well, let's delve further into that in my office...
The three walk off, and perhaps Freeman has made a deal with the devil himself. Freeman's motives are obvious, but what exactly does BK want?
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 13, 2008 15:43:31 GMT -5
Title: Who could it be now? Credit: Without wasting much time, we are taken back to the office of Chairman Gingerdude. He sits behind his desk, filing through some papers. Suddenly, his phone rings. Gingerdude glances up at it, only smirking. He waits. Another ring. He finally picks up the receiver. He pulls it up to his ear and his slight smirk turns into a huge smile. The muffled voice of a man is heard through the speaker. No one aside from Gingerdude is able to make out what he is saying. Gingerdude finally speaks. Gingerdude: You're here?A pause. He nods his head in agreement with whomever he is on the phone with. Gingerdude: Yes. The offer still stands.Another pause. Gingerdude holds the receiver to his ear and stands up. He dusts himself off with one hand and speaks. Gingerdude: Of course. He will rue the day he crossed you. Yet another pause. Gingerdude: You know where to find me...Goodbye.Ginger grins and places the receiver back down on the holder. He clears his throat as he walks out of camera view, exiting his office for a moment. The scene fades to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 13, 2008 15:46:24 GMT -5
Easy (Credit: Jake Cheng) It’s like shooting fish in a barrel. Backstage in the ACW arena, Tim Dwight stands alone. He checks his watch, taps his foot a couple of times and checks his watch again. From around a corner comes a new trainee Damian Storm, who got the attention of Scott Andrew’s last week. He gives Dwight the ‘hey’ headnod as the two stand there in silence.
Damian: So who are we waiting for? Dwight: Just a couple more people, and then we’ll head over to the practice ring. Damian: Alright. The two return to their awkward silence, waiting impatiently for the others to arrive so they can embark. Suddenly Damian points down the hallway at a man walking toward them.
Damian: Is that one of them? Dwight turns to see and then squints to attempt to recognize the man walking toward them.
THWACK
From around the corner, a chair is swung into the side of Damian Storm’s head. He falls to the ground, his head bouncing off the hard floor. Jake Cheng turns around the corner, with the now slightly dented chair in his hand. He looks different then he has during recent shows. He wears his ring gear: which consists only of his black hakama pants with the white dragon crawling up his right leg. His left pant has been torn off just above the knee, while the right knee has a patch missing. It’s like the Asian Extraordinaire went to Abercrombie to buy these pants.
Jake stands over Damian like he is going to take another swing at him. But Dwight steps in. He throws a kick to Jake’s open abdomen. It doesn’t even move him, but it does change his focus. Jake lunges at Dwight, returning an abdomen shot with his knee. Unlike Dwight’s offense, Jake’s shot is successful as the Fallout trainer bends at the waist, holding his stomach. The Chinese Phenom swings the chair again, this time like a baseball bat, using Dwight’s head as the ball. The back rest flies off and Dwight falls to the ground, profusely bleeding under his left eye.
But that’s not who Jake came for today. Collateral damage. He takes the partial broken chair and walks back over to Storm. He just jabbing the top of the chair into Storm’s sternum. After the fifth or sixth jab, Damian coughs and some blood comes out with his phlegm. Dropping the chair at his side, Jake just looks at Storm and Dwight. He the proceed to kneel down next to Storm. As if he hasn’t inflicted enough pain, Jake begins hammering at him. Eventually, Damian is bleeding, and Jake hands are covered in blood.
The former World Champion looks at his hands. He gets up, grabs the chair, and walks off, leaving the two men alone in the hallway, halfway to death. Without even looking back, Jake turns another corner and is gone. The cameraman proceeds to yell for help as we fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 13, 2008 15:47:32 GMT -5
Match 2: Sijweh Anguta vs. Danny Richards
Following his earlier antics, the enigmatic Mr. Anguta is in high spirits as he takes on the “Flawless” Danny Richards. Some of the crowd are expecting a so-so match, but any such preconceptions are blown away in the first 30 seconds; Richards comes off the blocks at full tilt and batters any hint of cockiness out of the younger wrestler, slamming him down powerfully for a swift pin within the first minute of the match. Sijweh kicks out well before the two, and gets his act together to mount a counter-attack, driving Richards back into the corner and building his punches up to land some significant damage. Richards breaks away, only to be hit at once with a standing dropkick from Sijweh, and this time the count is a solid 2.
The mid-match sees a tightly fought contest; Sijweh clearly wants to make his mark by finishing the match quickly, but Richards is not about to become just a stepping-stone for anyone. Drawing on his resilience he allows Sijweh to unload some strong blows, and just when it seems the young wrestler has things all wrapped up, Richards turns things over with a mighty Richards Bomb (standing powerbomb). Richards hooks the leg and comes within a hair’s breadth of the win; shaken, Sijweh has to dig deep to withstand the immense pressure which Richards now heaps upon him. He needs a momentum-turner of his own, and after a couple of minutes he gets one, pulling off his running flip neckbreaker when Richards makes an error and exposes himself to a strong shot to the gut. The crowd yells as Sijweh pins, 1…2… - but no dice this time.
The final couple of the minutes seem to last much longer; Sijweh takes control for most of the action, but Richards repeatedly kicks out of pin situations, smirking at his foe’s growing irritation. That temper almost costs Sijweh the match; he gets rash, and Richards comes within a heartbeat of completing the Absolute Equaliser. But Sijweh dodges at the last second, and Richards comes down hard on the canvas; Sijweh grabs his chance and executes the Ice Crusher (pumphandle lift into a Stunner). Unable to protect himself, Richards takes the full whack, literally, and Sijweh finally wraps up the 1,2,3 and the victory.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 13, 2008 15:48:35 GMT -5
Segment: Unfeasable and Unpleasable (Credit: Jake Cheng And BK London) The plan is slowly coming to fruition as the two, BK London and Stephan Russo, continue to discuss their plan later tonight for the match up against Dan White. It's inaudible to the fans watching from home and in the arena their dicussion, but the conversation is suddenly broken once Jake Cheng makes his powerful entrance into the OCW HQ.
Still as tattered looking as before, Jake Cheng gets the attention of both London and Russo - London with quite a perplexed look, while Stephan Russo conveys a look of disgust whe looking at the OCW member. The tear in the left knee of his hakama pants, having no left pant from the above the knee down and being shirtless does not exactly follow the OCW dress code. Jake: You saw what happened, right? BK London: What? As Jake quickly steps into the room, he holds up a steel chair with two medium sized dents in it. Once again, the other half of Top Draw does not flinch, but Russo knows exactly where those dents came from. Jake: Did you see it? BK London: I have no clue what I was supposed to see, what are you talking about man? Jake: WHAT?! Look! This one…this one is Damian Storm - y'know, the Fallout superstar... BK London: Not really, but go on... Jake: ...And these dents up on the edge here, these belong to him to when I was jabbing him in the sternum. I had blood on my hands, but I wiped it off onto the pants. Good thing they are black huh? Stephan Russo: By G- BK London: What point does this make? Russo glances over at BK London shortly, and Jake’s lip twitches, but Jake quickly returns to explaining the situation. Jake: Well, you’re gonna like this one. The other dent is from Tim Dwight. He tried to defend Storm, but he didn’t stand a chance. This was made from his back. Took him flat out. Stephan Russo: Wait, why doesn’t that chair have a backrest piece? Jake: Good eye Russ. Dwight kept interfering when Damian Storm and I were playing. So I gave him a nice knee in the stomach to bend him over and took the chair like this. Tossing the chair up in the air, Jake catches the two legs and swings it sideways like a baseball bat, nearly knocking off various desk furniture. Jake: The backrest his him right in the face. Probably broke the jaw bone and something around the ear. Concussion for sure. The piece flew off. I went looking for it to keep as a souvenir, but I couldn’t find it. Oh well. As if Russo’s jaw wasn’t already there, it hits the floor again. But for the third time, BK’s demeanor is a calm one.
BK London: Jake, what in the hell were you thinking? Jake: I am just doing what you s- BK London: Stop right there, STOP right there! I tried to motivate you to give you a bit of a mean streak, and it worked a bit - but while you're taking out people left and right, you're not doing it with a sole purpose in mind! The sole purpose should be to make an impact, make an impact so you can return to your former glory and be known as one of the top stars in ACW again! Instead, you're going around taking out Fallout talent? Where is that supposed to take you? The top of Fallout? You're not thinking big picture little man! Gosh! You're really getting on my nerves as of lately, why don't you do something useful and get me some water before my match? Try not to kill any more Fallout talent on the way... BK holds out an OCW-brand coffee mug. Jake slowly goes for the mug and then snatches it away from BK. He examines it carefully and then throws it up. As it comes down Jake throws a high right roundhouse kick* and keeps his leg fully extended at the ceramic cup shatters and pieces and dust fly.
After making a big scene, the Chinese Phenom, chair still in hand, walks out of the room. And Russo glares a hole into BK, as he just smiles.
Stephan Russo: What the hell are you doing? BK London: What do you mean? Stephan Russo: How could you not see what he did? He left two employees in a bloody heap. Damian Storm is still unconscious from the baseball he- BK London: I saw. Stephan Russo: What?!? And you didn’t think to tell him to you know, not do that again?BK London: Russo, this is a work in progress. I know what I am doing. Stephan Russo: You better know what you are doing, London. Because if he is just running out taking out superstars, your head will be the one to roll. BK London: I can’t make any promises. Just wait. You’ll see. Jake is going through a necessary metamorphosis. After the cocoon period, he will emerge a beautiful butterfly. Give it time. And with BK’s final words, the segment draws to a close.
Fade Out.
* For future reference, in the style of martial arts I took (Shaolin Kempo) this is what a roundhouse kick is: www.youtube.com/watch?v=H8DzjUR_xQw&feature=related . I know Chuck Norris’s roundhouse kick is more known, but fuck Chuck.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 13, 2008 15:49:05 GMT -5
Foreshadowing
When in the course of human events, one must realize a fundamental truth. That truth is each choice you make, each path you take, has it's own set of consequences both good and bad.
You have several choices. Let's call that your fork in the road. You think about each choice and finally come to a decision and execute said choice. You've set yourself up success in some aspects and failure in others. But what of the choice you never took? How does it effect what all you saw? Everything could be flipped around. Only a couple of things could be different. Maybe everything you saw happen will take place in a different order. You just never know.
Choices. I made one. I see where it took me. I saw what I left behind. I sit and wonder about the choice I never took. I never took the road less traveled. I followed in other people's footsteps and I made the same mistakes. I won't make that mistake again.
I made another choice. After a long hiatus, it's time I finally take what's mine.
My soul is burning hellfire and brimstone. Everyone shall be hunted by the hunter.
I've made too many sacrifices to get to where I was. I burned many bridges that I can't rebuild. But what I can do is make a difference. Everyone should be on notice.
10/25/2008
Samhain.
Your world is about to be flipped upside down……
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 13, 2008 15:52:47 GMT -5
Segment: “I’m on it” (Credit: Kudo)
Washington: So have you heard from Kudo yet?
The gym boys; Jess Washington, Haiku Ryu and Ghetto Rob stand outside of the ACW arena in rather hefty jackets in the windy weather by the parking lot where Albright meets up with them.
Albright: No, he isn’t even answering my calls anymore. It’s actually been pretty difficult even to get into the building now that I’m not presently being brought in by Kudo himself. It’s like I have to buy a ticket now just to get into the house. I keep telling security that I know Kudo Yasuda, but he just tells me that that’s what they all say.
Washington: Maybe you should show up in public and on TV more. No one recognizes you as the backstage marketer for Kudo.
Ghetto Rob: Ayo, that’s still some bitch ass move right der. It’s been like a week and aint none of us even seen the guy that’s supposedly our fearless leader.
Albright: You’re right. I thought this was going to be a short thing, maybe lasting a couple of days at most and he’d snap out of it and trust us to help him again, but it seems like he’s seriously in his own zone now.
Haiku Ryu: I think he needs time To further enter Rebirth And embrace R-3…
Ghetto Rob: Nah that’s just stupid. The guy is obviously drunk from tasting the fruits of winnin recently. The sweet, sweet nectar of dat winnin fruit can make anyone wacko. And he’s obviously being a little bitch now by kicking us out to the curb. Dat aint no R-3 bullshit, dat’s just bein a little bitch.
Albright: Alright now I’m going to try and get in again. It took some doing but I think I’m wearing that security guy down into letting me in backstage now.
Washington: What about us?
Albright: Well if they went through so much trouble not to let me in, I’m pretty sure you guys aren’t going to have any luck. I suggest you guys go get some tickets and watch the show. I’ll see you guys around.
Albright zips up his jacket further as the wind blows even harder as he heads into the direction of the backstage entrance. The gym boys look at each other and immediately know the only way to get show tickets at this hour.
Ghetto Rob: Alright stand back boys this is mah area of expertise. I know how to deal wit scalpers, just leave the talkin’ to me.
But Haiku Ryu has already walked up to a seller and begun negotiations.
Haiku Ryu: Excuse me kind sir But how much are you charging For those fine tickets?
Scalper: ?? Ayo why you talk like dat? You a cop o something? Get outta here I aint got no tickets.
The scalper pulls his hood up over his head and quickly breaks out of the scene and Ghetto Rob and Jess Washington can only slap their foreheads in disbelief at the failed attempt and missed opportunity.
-Fade Out-
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