Monday Night Warfare 20th October 2008

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Monday Night Warfare 20th October 2008

Schedule of Matches:
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Sijweh Anguta vs. Amazing Viper

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Wayde Russeller vs. Bryce

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Friendly Match
XS3 vs. Thunder Train

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Dan White vs. Jake Cheng

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Non-title Match
The Senatorial Stable (Zero and Senator) vs. Henry McKaye and Starkweather

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Tonight’s edition of Warfare is dedicated to my old Laptop, which heroically soldiered through countless ACW shows as well as my MSc course, and has now been retired with full honours.

And now, on with the new and improved Vista-powered Warfare experience...

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Opening Segment: This is where the running stops (Credit: XS3/Bryce)

Warfare wastes no time getting started, the sound of "Ginger's Theme" hits the arena. The crowd begins to cheer as Co-Chairman Gingerdude appears from the back, greeting the fans with waves. Ginger enters the ring and requests a mic.

Ginger: I'm here to address a problem that I've been attempting to deal with for sometime now. There's a situation going on in ACW recently between two of our wrestlers that has shown signs of boiling over and I feel that if the proper action is not taken, someone's gonna get fired.

Some murmurs emanate from the crowd.

Ginger: So I'm here to discuss a match for Samhain and the stipulations surrounding. So, without further ado, I would first like to introduce… "The Exemplar" XS3.

The crowd then erupts with cheering as "Hear This Prayer For Her' hits the arena. XS3 makes his way down to the ring, holding his jaw a little from the surprise attack on Thursday. Nonetheless, he grins at the fans he passes by and high-fives a couple before rolling into the ring. He shakes Ginger's hand then turns to the entranceway, getting a serious look on his face.

Ginger: And his opponent for Samhain, please welcome Bryce.

The arena falls silent as Ginger looks up towards the Alphatron to await the arrival of Bryce. A short time passes, but still there's no sign of him.

Ginger:...I said please welcome Bryce!

Ginger is visibly irritated at there being no sign of Bryce, however after a few moments the opening squeal of "I Don't Wanna Stop" rips into the arena and the crowd begins to boo as Bryce makes his way down to the ring, this time coming from the entrance ramp. From the look on his face it would be fair to say he isn't best pleased about being called out to the ring. As he reaches the steel steps he glances up at both XS3 and Ginger before finally entering the ring. Bryce tries to immediately get in the face of XS3, however Ginger stops this by wedging himself between the two. Once the situation is calm, Ginger speaks once more.

Ginger: Now then--

Before Ginger can continue, Bryce suddenly snatches the mic from him and begins to speak.

Bryce: You know what, Ginger? Cut the crap, ok. I don't need a negotiator or babysitter to sort this out, as you ALL saw last week!

Bryce winks.

Bryce: Matthew probably more so than most-

Ginger then forcefully grabs the mic back from Bryce who shouts "Hey!" at him.

Ginger: Okay, now I've heard the stories from both parties. Bryce, you wish for XS3 to, as you put it, stop hogging the spotlight from you. XS3, you just wish for Bryce to show some respect. So, I've come up with a solution that will give both of you the desire to give it your all in this match. At Samhain, it will be XS3 going one-on-one with Bryce. The stipulations for the match are as follows…

Both men look on, intently.

Ginger: If XS3 wins, Bryce is to shake XS3's hand.

The crowd cheers as Bryce is already protesting this decision.

Ginger: And if Bryce wins… XS3 is to permanently retire.

Immediately, the crowd begins booing and Bryce's anger turns into pure glee. XS3 raises an eyebrow and softly chuckles, almost non-chalantly. Ginger then hands Bryce the mic.

Bryce: Chuckle all you want Matthew, because you buddy just sealed your own fate! See, thanks to your crying to Ginger here, not only will I be able to kick your sorry ass right out of ACW, I'll be able to finish the job...for good!

XS3 then snatches the mic away from Bryce and finally lets it all out.

XS3: I will admit, you got me on Meltdown. But once again, you made a rookie mistake. You didn't finish the job. You can talk about me sealing my fate all you want but it still won't change the fact that I will die trying for this cause. Maybe you'd like to think of me as a stepping stone. It should be reversed. YOU are MY stepping stone on the way to getting into the main event picture. You've got absolutely nothing to lose other than perhaps your skewed perspective on what pride is. For me, this is just another challenge. You can call me arrogant but as far as I'm concerned, it's nothing compared to the bullshit you've been talking about for the past month, junior.

Bryce takes the mic back.

Bryce: I'm afraid Matthew you're not arrogant, buddy, you're just delusional! Every single freakin' show, Warfare or Meltdown, I've had to listen to you go on and on about respect, about how you're an 8 year veteran - or however many years it is you've spent opening now, I forget! Fact is, there is no one...NO ONE that can compare to me in any way in this industry, let alone this company - and you Matthew, you aren't even in with a shot of coming close! Just look at your loss to Wayde Russeller to see why.

Bryce takes a step towards XS3 as Ginger looks edgey.

Bryce: So, you can have all the motivation in the world, but it still isn't going to make a blind bit of difference to the result of this match. See, all that's going to happen is it will all come crashing down, just like you, when I lay you out cold in the centre of the ring canvas...again!

Bryce then chuckles as the crowd knows what coming and they begin to boo. As Bryce begins to walk away, XS3 finally chooses to snap and he instantly spins Bryce around, decking him with a right hand! The crowd is going crazy as XS3 and Bryce begin to hammer away at each other, not wanting to wait until Samhain apparently. Ginger finally just gives up and leaves the ring as the punches still fly between the two. Bryce then scores with a knee to the midsection and backs up, thinking of hitting the Californication. However, XS3 grabs onto the top rope and holds on, effectively stopping Bryce's attack. XS3 then grabs Bryce by the legs and falls back, slingshotting Bryce over the ropes and to the outside. The crowd cheers as Bryce regains his composure and warns XS3 about the possibility of retirement. XS3 just grins and mouths "I'll show you respect" as we…

Fade.

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Segment: The Candyman cometh (Credit: Dave Tyler)

As the scene changes, we see a small gym with a wrestling ring set up in the middle of it. It looks to be the location of a very small, very poorly equipped Indy promotion. A few gym mats are thrown around the ring, which is surrounded by rows of old, dirty looking benches. The only light shines in through the windows, high up on the walls, beaming down towards the ring.

A man sits on the turnbuckles in the ring, holding on to the top rope. As of yet, he is too far away to make out specific details, however he does look to be dressed in a white jacket and black tights. A voice speaks over the scene, calm and yet a tinge of excitment seeping through, as the camera pans around the “gym”, not showing the speaker’s face quite yet.

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They say it’s not the size of the dog in the fight, but the size of the fight in the dog.

They say that big things come in small packages.

They say that it’s not the size that matters, but what you do with what you’ve got.

They say a lot of things, don’t they? Whoever they are exactly. And yet, clichés are clichés because they do hold a certain level of truth. We can all try and deny it. Most of the time, we do, hence why people are always so quick to critique the old sayings. But not me. For me, these sayings give me a certain level of hope.

The camera cuts to just above the speaker’s head, and starts to move down to show him now. He is a small, skinny fellow, though muscley despite his size. He wears a white jacket with no shirt on underneath, and full-length black tights. Up and down each leg, red and white lettering spells out his name and reveals his identity.

The Candyman
Dave Tyler

As well as his clothes, he wears a cheeky little smile, as he looks into the camera, sitting on the top rope calmly and coolly.

Dave Tyler
I’ve never been the biggest guy, the toughest guy, or the most powerful guy. Unfortunately, I just wasn’t blessed enough to have a six foot something, three hundred pound physique that is so common in the wrestling industry in this day and age. But that’s ok. I’m not the type of person who is going to sit around crying about that. That’s life, and life goes on. You’ve got to identify your weaknesses and turn them into positives. I am small, but that means I’m quick and agile. I can fly around the ring, over the ropes and through out the arena like there’s no tomorrow. I can launch an offensive, and make sure that I’m a damn hard target to hit. I’m all about brains over brawn, and boy do I have brains to spare.

Don’t let my amazing good looks or my natural charisma fool you. Underneath this oh so sweet exterior beats the heart of a true wrestling giant. I’ve been wrestling all my life. Not just in the ring, oh no. In school, I was always seen as the little guy, easy to pick on. Pick up too. There are some bad memories. But I never let that stop me. I became a wrestler to show that big doesn’t mean best. I became a wrestler so that I could show everyone that little guys can be awesome as well.

So that’s why I’m here in ACW. To prove that size doesn’t matter. I’ve wrestled in numerous little promotions, crappy places that can barely run a show. Now, I’m here cause this is the biggest of big federations. This is the company that other companies dream of being. This is the place where the big boys play, and I’ve come to challenge them all. I don’t care who you are or what size you are. That doesn’t give you any advantage over me that others haven’t had before. Far too many people underestimate me.

I may be a small fish in a big pond. But this fish got teeth. And I plan on using them. I don’t care if I have to start my way up from the bottom, cause truth be told, I’m here to create a legacy. One that will never be forgotten.

Dave Tyler jumps down off the turnbuckle and looks round him. He spreads his arms out and looks back into the camera lense, a big smile reaching from ear to ear.

Dave Tyler
This is where it all begins again guys. You’ve all been here before. In the small gyms, with 5 or 6 people cheering you on. But slowly, oh so slowly, you build up your fan base. You build up your credentials. And you build up that legacy. Be it with titles, with wins, or just with death defying moves, you win people over. That is why I’ve come to ACW. I’ve proven to myself that little guys can do big things with their lives. But now it’s time to teach each and every person who ever doubted and to each and every one of those jackasses who took advantage of that doubt. To those who bullied little kids. To those who pushed around guys smaller than them. To those who thought that cause they were bigger, they deserved to be higher up the food chain. Those guys are soon in for a rude awakening.

I love what I do. And I will give everything I’ve got each and every night I go out there to perform. The fans don’t know it yet, but soon when they hear my name, their mouths will be watering. They will be hungry to see yours truly succeed. And guys backstage in the ACW locker room…I fully plan on giving them exactly what they want and what they desire.

And that?

That is going to be sweet!

Dave shrugs and laughs, winking at the camera, before walking off to his right. Laughing to himself. Knowing whats to come. The camera doesn’t move though; it lets him disappear. Slowly, words fade in, giving everyone a message.

The Candyman
Dave Tyler
Coming soon!


VERY SOON!

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“Unemployment Line”
Credit: Thunderkiss

[He’s been here so many times. First as a new comer hoping for his paycheck, then as a bonafide superstar naming his price. He has met the love of his life here (or so he thought) and faced adversity by reverting to his birth name. Indeed he has experienced a mix of emotions within Chairman Gingerdude’s office and tonight he will add to his growing list. With resolve in every step, he does not fear the upcoming confrontation with Ginger and instead looks forward to it. However, before he can demand his job back, he must display some of that patented Thunderkiss charm on Ginger’s “gatekeeper.”]

Secretary: May I help you?

Thunderkiss: What is it with Ginger’s choice in secretaries?! I swear, it’s like fake tits and a spray on tan is a requirement to get this position! Anyway, how much to have you slather my dick with your saliva, bitch?

Secretary: *GASP* You horrid -

Gingerdude: Is there a problem out here? ..... YOU .....

Thunderkiss: Hey pops! What’s happening?!

[Ginger’s demeanor could not be more the opposite. With a scowl that would send shivers even down Darth Vader’s spine, he points his index finger toward the door and barks out - ]

Gingerdude: Get out.

Thunderkiss: What, no hug?

Gingerdude: Oh, you’ll get a hug alright - from my security team whom shall be here shortly.

Thunderkiss: Please. You will not throw me out.

Gingerdude: Care to tell me why?

Thunderkiss: Because I make you money. Let’s not bullshit ourselves here, Gingersnap, you put my name on the marquee and your numbers go up an entire ratings point. Possibly more. So what you are going to do right now is pull out one of those contracts you keep in the filing cabinet behind you and show the dotted line. One autograph later, you will take me to my son and -

Gingerdude *interrupting*: Dylan’s location is none of your concern you sad, deluded man. Let me make myself very clear here. If you even think about looking in his direction I will have you dressed in orange and in a relationship with a cell mate before you even know what hits you.

Thunderkiss: *pause* .... care for a mint?

Gingerdude: No. See yourself out.

Thunderkiss: What? No “future endeavor” speech? Ginger, I am sorely disappointed!

Gingerdude: Not as disappointed as me in what you’ve become.

[His stare shoots straight through Thunderkiss to the doorway behind him. There, at least two dozen of ACW’s finest stand ready for his order. Not wanting to risk the odds, a disgruntled Thunderkiss leaves Ginger’s office but not before turning and leaving him with something to chew on.]

Thunderkiss: You know this doesn’t end here, right?

Gingerdude: I wouldn’t expect less.

Thunderkiss *smiling*: Good.

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Match 1: Sijweh Anguta vs. Amazing Viper (Credit: Scott Andrews)

MATCH START: The match begins with the two trading blows until Viper gets the upper hand, delivering a snap suplex to Sijweh. Viper follows up with a few elbow drops before Sijweh counters by rolling out of the way. Viper lands hard and Sijweh moves into position to lock in an STF. Viper eventually reaches the ropes although he’s had his neck and legs cranked severely. The two get to a vertical base again and Viper whips Sijweh across the ring. Sijweh ducks a clothesline and hits a running headscissors takedown on the return. He covers for a two count.

MATCH MIDDLE: After the pin attempt, Sijweh grabs Viper and dropkicks him into the corner, followed by a running corner dropkick. Viper drops to the mat and Sijweh pulls him into position. Sijweh ascends the ropes but when he attempts the diving Senton, Viper moves out of the way and Anguta slams back first into the canvas. Viper goes for a quick cover but only gets a two count. After not getting the pin, Viper decides it’s time to lay this guy out. He gives him three back hand chops before delivering a hard right hand that knocks Sijweh out of the ring.

MATCH END: Anguta uses the barrier to lift himself to his feet as Viper makes his way over. Viper lifts him up and drops him onto the crowd barricade, knocking the wind out of him. Viper then grabs Sijweh by the throat and pulls him towards the apron, smashing his head three times before rolling him into the ring. Viper looks to be set to win as Anguta doesn’t look in top shape. Viper goes for a Powerslam but Sijweh slips behind him before getting him in the pumphandle position and finishing him off with the Ice Breaker (Pumhandle Ace Crusher). 1...2...3!

WINNER: SIJWEH ANGUTA

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Segment: The shoe's on the other foot this time
Credit: Bryce, Wayde Russeller

Following on from the opening match the scene opens up at the backstage area. Bryce can seen walking along massaging the back of his neck, which is no surprise after the brawl he was involved in earlier on in the night. Bryce looks to be most annoyed as he mutters to himself while looking at the ground while he continues to walk on...

Bryce: ...Ginger is sooo going to wish he kept out of this when he has another person claiming on the company health insurance after I'm through with Matthew...

Bryce continues to mutter to himself, looking down at the floor until he is suddenly startled by walking into a solid object. He stumbles back slightly, and as he looks up an expression of displeasure is immediately evident on his face.

Wayde: Hey, look Diamond, don’t we know this guy? Brick?

ACW Entertainment Champion Wayde Russeller comes into shot, standing beside his fiancee Diamond Fox. Wayde has a sly grin on his face as well as his belt slung over his shoulder.

Diamond:No, that’s not his name.

Wayde: Briers?

Diamond: No silly his name is Brute!

Wayde:No, no, no. OH WAIT! I REMEMBER, it's Bruce!

Bryce: What do you want, Wayde? I have much more important things to do right now, like not wasting time speaking to two Shrek and Fiona impersonators!

Wayde: I think ya'll find that you were the one to walk into me, Bruce.

Bryce looks at the end of his tether and definitely not in the mood to spend anymore time in the company of Wayde.

Bryce: First of all, it's god damn freakin' Bryce! Secondly, why does it matter? Don't you get it?! People like myself don't have to concern themselves with oafs like you!

Bryce attempts to walk past Wayde, but Wayde steps past, blocking his pathway.

Wayde: Oh, don't you now? See, from how I'm thinking, you might want to start concerning yourself with ol' Wayde Russeller if you want to make it out of tonight's match alive!

A look of confusement appears on the face of Bryce.

Bryce: ...tonight's match?

Wayde: Isn't that funny, Diamond? Bruce was too busy getting his ass kicked by XS3 that he didn't take the time to check his match schedule! Tonight Bruce, you get to step in the ring ONE ON ONE with Pure Entertainment…your Entertainment Champion…Wayde Russeller. And this time, old friend, I won’t have to worry about Mr. OK as well, so I can focus all my attention on you!

By this point with everything's that happened in the night Bryce just wants to get away.

Bryce: Whatever! It's not like I need any preparation to beat someone of your (lack of) class anyway!

This time Bryce does push past and walks off up the hallway at a quick pace. Wayde and Diamond watch Bryce as Wayde grins.

Wayde: See you out there later then, Bruce!

The camera begins to fade as Wayde and Diamond turn around again and head off in the direction they were earlier heading in.

Fade.

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Segment: Going Nowhere But Up
Credit: Steele

As Warfare is getting kicked off and a few events have already passed, we fade into the scene to see the crowd waiting for their next interview. They don't have to wait long at all as "Hate It Or Love It" by The Game / 50 Cent comes onto the PA System to a now mixed reception. Recently Steele has saved Kudo and did other various things which have gotten some of the fans applause but still mainly boos ring out. Steele comes out shortly thereafter and he seems to be a bit happy now. Despite being attacked by Henry McKaye and losing his Tag Titles to the Senatorial Stable, Steele for some reason is in a upbeat mood. He keeps his International Title over his shoulder as he makes his way down to the ring, fans jeering at his presence. He slides into the ring and gets straight to the point, pulling a microphone out from his back pocket and looking into the sea of ACW fans.

Steele - Now before any of you can say a thing... I already know. I can tell you all sittin' in ya chairs and just... wonderin'. Steele, boy, what da fuck you smilin' about? Dat's when I look up, clear my throat and say...

Because I'm still on top.[/color]

Steele raises his IN Title into the air as that garners jeers by the crowd. He lowers his title and puts the mic back to his mouth and begins to slowly pace back and forth.

Steele - Yeah da story been told befo'. I pulled one on Zero. He pulled one on me. But none of dat even matters right nah. See cause even afta' all dis happened... Zero got his shot. I'm done wit' him. Shit I was done wit' him befo' we even fought. So dat means, wit' Samhain dis Saturday... I'll be chillin'. No one is left to fight me. No one has earned a shot against me, and nobody is gonna earn a shot against me with five days left. So finally, da champ gets a day off. Ain't that a bi-[/color]

Before Steele can finish, "Russo's Theme" kicks in and the IN Champ looks on confused. The co-chairman and OCW boss steps out onto the ramp with a microphone in his hand a outraged look on his face. The crowd yells random obscenities at Russo, while Steele continues to watch on.

Russo: Now now Steele. Just because you THOUGHT you were done for the month, surely doesn't mean that you are. Because you seem to be forgetting just who was next in line to face you for your International Title.

Steele - Ain't nobody 'next in line', I already said I'm done.[/color]

Russo: Are you now?... Steele, you don't run a damn thing around here, I do! And since you seem to like running your mouth so much, I have someone for you to face at Samhain... who will shut you up.

Henry McKaye.

Before the fans or Steele can get a sound out, "Gingerdude's Theme" hits and the crowd begins cheering. Russo hears the theme music and rolls his eyes as his co-chairman steps out and stands across from Russo. Steele begins to grow agitated as Gingerdude puts his hand in his pocket and speaks.

Gingerdude: McKaye? Really? Is that the best you can pit against Steele?

Russo: Oh, did you have someone more "glorious" in mind?

Gingerdude: Actually... I did. And his name is Jay Zero.

The fans explode with cheers just by the mention of The Perfect Ten. Steele in the ring is livid at the thought of having to deal with his rival yet again. Russo is quick with a reply.

Russo: Must you always resort to the same lackeys? Zero is old news, and he's gotten chances against Steele plenty of times before. It's time for a new era, and it's time for OCW to take back the International Championship.

Gingerdude: First off, OCW will not be taking back anything, I can assure you of that. But let's not make this a childish arguement. I have a idea. Jay Zero and The Senator are booked tonight to do a bout with Henry McKaye and Alexander Starkweather.

Russo: Yes, and?

Gingerdude: If Zero and Senator wins, he goes onto face Steele this Saturday. If McKaye and Stark win, HE goes onto face Steele. It's that simple.

Russo ponders for a moment as Steele is in the ring watching on and hoping Russo disagrees.

Russo: Deal.

Steele - NAH NAH NAH! HOLD UP! YOU CAN'T JUST GO AND MAKE DEALS BASED AROUND ME! I'M DA CHAMP![/COLOR]

Russo: When McKaye wins tonight... you won't be champ for much longer.

Russo leaves as Steele is growing more and more with anger. Gingerdude shrugs with a look of "oh well" as the scene fades.

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Segment: Lusso Dead or Alive? (Credit: JJB)

Following a short break, we return to find our familiar commentators considering a perplexing situation.

Maxwell: Last week, a horrific event occurred.

Eddie: Yes, an ACW wrestler Lusso was put into intensive care and is currently in a coma.

Maxwell: We will update you as more information comes...

*All Along A Watchtower plays through the arena as a very smug JJB comes out in a nice suit and gives high fives to the crowd.

Maxwell: This is very unusual of JJB.

Eddie: Yes very......

*JJB slowly strutts towards the ring with his chest puffed out and shows a ton of bravado towards the ring announcer as he steals his mic. JJB then stares and glances at the audience waiting for cheers but he's showered with boos. With that in mind JJB begins to speak.

JJB: You fans and everyone back there, seem to think that the most powerful weapon we have is our fists, our grapples, and our finishers. But that is a lie. Whoever told you that must've been born stupid and blind. For you see fans the most poweful "technique" us as wrestlers have is the spoken word. Yes with words we can do many things, words are what sparks feuds, what sparks matches to happen. Without the simple motion of rolling your tongue where would you be?

Did you see what I said about Lusso? Hmm...... I was right about him, he was just a flash in the pan rookie who could not step up when the situation calls for it. If anything, he's a rookie without a cause. What he needed was a verteran he felt would not be missed if he was taken out. But I got news for all of you fans. Who is standing here? That's right not Lusso me!!

He might be lead our little "feud" 3-1 but I'm gonna close the gap right now. Bring a ref out here.

*JJB begins to unbutton the suit cuffs on his hand slowly rolling up his sleeves after he unbuttons his cuffs. He then eyes Joey Reynolds running down towards the ring. JJB begins to wait patiently for Joey to slide under the ring.

JJB: Okay now that I have a ref here, I'm going to lay down the challenge to you Lusso, show me you have balls and come down here and fight.

Eddie: He knows damn well Lusso is still recovering from the car accident caused by JJB.

JJB: Let's go Lusso!!!

*Dead Skin Mask by Slayer blares to much fanfare to the crowd in the arena, JJB looks a bit shocked but then begins to smirk as no one comes out. JJB begins to intimidate ref Joey Reynolds to count out Lusso. When Joey refuses, JJB raises his fist in the air. With that motion Reynolds obliges.

Reynolds:
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JJB: Looks like you did not have the courage to do what is neccessary, looks like our feud is now 3-2 in favor of yourself. But do not worry my enemy, I will find a way to finish you off permantley because you in a coma was step one.

Now all I need is for you to be out of the picture so I can focus on gaining a title. For this will be a new age, a dawning of a new franchise in the ACW behind the back politics bullshit. This will be the JJB's year!!!

*JJB drops the mic as he leaves the ring in disgust as the crowd boos him heavily.

End Segment.

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Time's Almost Up (Credit: ??)

What comes to mind when you think of time? You have to be somewhere, you have to be ready for something, you have to be doing something. You're pretty much preoccupied in some form or fashion.

In this case, time means the wait for me. The hands on the clock continue to turn as each minute and hour pass. It chimes on every hour letting you know what time it is. Subsequently it gives you a chime on the half-hour to make sure you're paying attention.

Are you paying attention? Are you being entirely perceptive right now? I highly doubt it. You all are so close-minded that you can't possibly comprehend what lies in store for you all. That comes in time.

But time is almost up. This is all merely a ticking time bomb, set to explode. It's dynamite. You could even say it's like a huge amount of TNT.

I'm going to blow the roof off of the arena at Samhain.

Why? Because I can.

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Segment: Vengeance and No Mercy

(Credit: Scott Andrews)

I woke up outside the arena, cold, bleeding, and alone. Son of a bitch left me in the parking lot next to the dumpsters; I should’ve known he’d try some sort of metaphor with his new found look on life and ACW. He’s all about business now; doesn’t matter what anybody thought of him before, he knows what he wants, I’ll give him that. Only problem here is, he chose Scott Andrews to target as his first victim. That bastard may have landed the first hit, but trust me, he hasn’t seen nothing yet. First he messed with my friends, and now he’s messing with me; the guys got a death wish. He’s written his own obituary.

After I drove home I dressed my wounds as best I could with things lying around the house. It wasn’t hospital standard, but it did the trick. My head was throbbing so bad it felt like a bass drum constantly kicking full blast against my temple; so I took some aspirin and went to bed. I woke up the next morning with a blood soaked pillow; I took the case off and chucked it in the washing basket; Jessie can handle it when she gets back from Mexico.

For the next few days I worked hard to get back to 100%; I couldn’t risk an injury at this point. I went to the gym, I drank and eat well, got heaps of sleep, and now it’s Monday; Warfare. Today I get even with Cheng. Today I send a message back to that son of a bitch; Scott Andrews is gonna fuck you up.’

I get in my car and make my way to the arena. I notice the car park is rather full tonight; must be that pre-PPV buzz attracting the crowd. I park up in a spare spot and put my coat on. The cold night air is chilling to the bone, and with the wind factor it makes it all the more cold. As I approach the double doors I get a chill down my spine; not caused by the cold or the wind but because I know that tonight I get my own back on Jake Cheng.

As I get to my locker room door I have none other than Kevin Anderson approach me with his microphone shoved in my face. I wanted to break it over his head, but I guess he isn’t really worth it. He talks in his whiny ass voice and I have no choice but to endure an interview with him; at least I can get some stuff off my chest.[/color]

Kevin: SCOTT! I thought you would have been contained to a hospital bed after what Jake Cheng did to you last - - -

I interrupt the bafoon.[/color]

Scott: Uh, uh, uh, listen here, jackass, I was knocked silly by a rogue chair shot from Cheng which had me bleeding for hours before it stopped. I was beaten and tortured as he explained himself to me; I had my head kicked in while I was bound to a steel pipe. You think I want to stand here and let Jake breathe for another second?

Kevin: I was only asking a - - -

Scott: Well how about you don’t ask! You have no idea what that man has put me through these past few weeks! He’s trying to break me by playing aces at every turn, but I have him figured out; I won’t crack. He wants to throw everything and anything at me; fine, I’ll stand here and take it as it comes.

Kevin: What about his comments about you being weak and helpless?

What is it with journalist types and asking those kinds of questions?

Scott: Let me tell you something Kevin; by the end of the night you’ll have all the evidence you need to answer that question yourself, because I’m going to personally make sure he doesn’t even make it to Samhain. Jake Cheng has set out to revolutionise this organisation but he’s going about it the wrong way. You want to make people remember your name, Cheng, huh? Well perhaps after tonight everyone in the world will know you as the guy who got his ass beaten down by ACW’s favourite superstar; Scott freakin’ Andrews!

I shove the microphone into his bony chest and make my way back to my locker room to sort my stuff out. Kevin seems satisfied with the information he got out of me, and so he should be; he’s lucky I didn’t knock his block off being in the mood I’m in. Jake Cheng won’t be so lucky...[/color]

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 2: Wayde Russeller vs. Bryce (C redit: Freeman)

The match starts, and both men go towards each other warily...each picking their spots. Neither wants to rush in and make a vital mistake. Wayde comes forward with a clothesline, hoping to take Bryce by surprise, but Bryce dodges it, and then comes forward with a couple punches, before snapmaring Wayde to the ground...as Wayde gets up, Bryce runs forward for a hurricanrana...but Wayde grabs him as he jumps onto his shoulders, attempting to powerbomb him. Bryce hits a couple punches to Wayde, causing Wayde to drop Bryce. Bryce runs to attack a groggy Wayde, but Wayde recovers and big boots Bryce right as he runs into him...instantly bringing Bryce to the ground.

This quick opening gets the fans pretty involved, but it slows down after that, with both men trading control, and methodically trying to take down their opponents. As Bryce now has control, he holds Wayde on the ground in a chinlock, but Wayde begins to get up...he pushes Bryce away, and then runs forward with his running double leg tackle! Bryce is rammed into the turnbuckle, and then Wayde begins to unleash with punches and kicks. Bryce all of a sudden, shoves Wayde away, and as Wayde comes back, Bryce tries to hit a quick Californication! Wayde shoves him to the ground however, not letting the move connect, and as Bryce stands, Wayde knees him in the gut. Wayde attempts to hit Southern Justice, but Bryce moves again...and now Bryce runs bounces off the ropes...Wayde tries for a clothesline, Bryce ducks, rebounds and nails the Equalizer!, taking a lot out of both men.

As the two men slowly try to recover to their feet from the ring canvas, Bryce looks to be making the most progress of the two. He rolls over to the side of the ring facing the entrance ramp, and turns to see Wayde using the ropes on the opposite of the ring as an aid. Bryce's next move takes everyone off guard with surprise however, as instead of getting to his feet and attacking Wayde again he instead rolls under the bottom rope! As Bryce's feet hit the outside floor, the crowd as well as Wayde look confused at what's going on. Bryce begins to stumble backwards up the entrance ramp as the referee starts counting, and can be heard mumbling "I have better things to do" before turning and heading up the entrance ramp.

With the referee continuing to count and the crowd still booing, Wayde is now back to his feet and looks puzzled at seeing Bryce continue to walk away. Wayde too, rolls under the bottom rope and begins to charge up the entrance ramp and after Bryce as the referee restarts his counting. Raucous cheers come from all sides of the arena as Wayde catches up with a Bryce that doesn't seem to be paying attention to anything but himself. Bryce is struck with a right straight to the back of the neck by Wayde and stumbles back towards a barricade, Wayde follows it up with a series of left and rights. Wayde grabs Bryce's head and tries to use the barricade as a weapon, but as he smashes Bryce's head down Bryce kicks off with all his force, sending both men stumbling backwards.

Bryce takes the opening to land a winding shot straight to the mid-section of Wayde, before shoulder thrusting Wayde into the barricade. The crowd all react angrily, shouting abuse at Bryce as the opportunistic Bryce backs off up the entrance ramp again, until he reaches the entrance curtain and leaves the ringside arena. As Wayde recovers back to his feet he sees Bryce is gone and makes a desperate dash back down to the ring, but realises he is too late as the referee calls for the bell.

Phillip: Ladies and gentlemen...this match has ended with the referee calling for a double count out!

Wayde looks incensed by the fact that he didn't win, and is handed his title by the referee. The scene slowly fades to black with Wayde being joined by Diamond and the pair slowly heading up the entrance ramp.

Fade.

OOC: End and post-match events credit to Bryce.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

"Chris Williams has arrived"
(Credit: Chris Williams)
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“Headstrong” by Trapt hits the speakers as Chris Williams emerges from backstage, at the top of the ramp, bathed in a white spotlight. Considering that he has not even yet debuted in an ACW ring, the lack of the excitement in the arena is no surprise to Williams. He poses at the top of the ramp, trying to muster some enthusiasm from the crowd. It works to some extent, most likely intriguing the crowd as to who this new young superstar is. Satisfied, Williams begins walking towards the ring, shaking a few hands along the way. Chris rolls under the ropes and into the ring before motioning for a microphone, which is quickly tossed his way. Williams stands in the center of the ring, basking in what is now a decent pop from the fans for this new rookie. He raises both arms, and as he does, the cheers get louder. Just as his hands reach their highest point—along with the cheers—his face finally breaks into a smile. Williams then motions for the fans to quiet down, and as his music dies out, he prepares to speak.

Williams:
Yeeeeeeaaahh! Wow is it good to be back in a ring! Whew… okay, so by now I’m sure at least some of you have heard that I, Chris Williams, have recently been signed to wrestle under Alpha Championship Wrestling! I am very grateful that ACW saw potential in me, and offered me the chance of a lifetime. Now, I am here, and I am taking it upon myself to give you all the SHOW of a lifetime, night in and night out! For the rest of you… you may not know who I am now, but I can guarantee you’ll be hearing the name for a long, LONG time!

The crowd erupts into a roar of approval upon hearing this. Williams smirks and nods his head slowly, loving it every second of the way. He raises one hand to quiet the crowd, before continuing.

Williams:
Yes indeed…. Man, it’s amazing… I’ve been here for only a couple days, and already I’ve seen plenty of familiar faces. Steele, JJB, even Michael Smart…. Seems like quite a few old faces moved on over here. ACW must put on a great show to get all of this talent.

The crowd immediately chants in approval: A-C-Dub! A-C-Dub! A-C-Dub!

Williams:
That’s right, ACW…. This is where I pave my road straight into the record books, eventually becoming a World Champion! I will rise, I will capture that title, all in due time. But for now, I’ll fight whoever I step into the ring with each night, and I’ll win. That’s right, boys, Chris Williams has arrived! To everybody in the back… you better be ready, ‘cause it’s gonna be one hell of a show! I will NOT be over-matched…. I will NOT be out-hustled or underprepared…. And this one… this one you can remember….

I

WILL

NOT

BACK

DOWN!

“Headstrong” booms out of the speakers again, as Chris Williams drops his microphone and climbs to the top of a turnbuckle. He raises his index finger, signaling #1 to the crowd. The crowd roars in approval, chanting WILLIAMS! WILLIAMS! WILLIAMS!. Chris smirks, nods his head, then jump down from the turnbuckle. He leaps over the ropes, landing on his feet. Williams then hops the guardrail, and exits the arena through the crowd.

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FADE OUT
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[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: The truth is set free (Credit: BK London)

As we return to Warfare, Chairman Gingerdude is seen sitting in his office, and ever since the Chairman title has split in half - he has considerably less paper work to do on his part. So, for tonight, he just seems more relaxed than usual but still a bit stressed. He spends a few minutes talking to none other than his best friend, Chuck Neverson - who we saw on the Board of Directors earlier in the year.

Chairman Gingerdude: I just don't know what to do anymore Chuck. This whole OCW situation is just escalating and getting more out of control than usual. We've got BK London as what appears to be an unstoppable champion, Jake Cheng is going around destroying people left and right, and the duo of Henry McKaye and Starkweather is making mince meat of the Tag Team Division...this Stephan Russo thing is getting a bit too much for me to handle. I've been thinking of hanging it up...

Chuck Neverson: Hanging it up? Are you crazy? You just can't let Russo win! You have to overthrow him! You have to show him that this is still YOUR house.

Chairman Gingerdude: How the hell can I win Chuck? It's been defeat after defeat after defeat.

Chuck Neverson: You want to find a way to win? Well, Stephan Russo has got OCW - so you need to assemble yourself a team of guys man. Fight fire with fire.

Chairman Gingerdude: You know, you've got a point...

Chuck Neverson: Take a look at the guys who hate OCW: The Senator, Fallen Souls, Scott Andrews, Kudo Yasuda, Jake Steele, Thunder Train, XS3, Jay Zero, the list goes on and on Jonathan - and you're saying that you can't find a team to combat them?! The only reason they're winning is because they've got the numbers game on their side. They work as a unit. With them as a unit, one by one - they're going to pick off your guys. You need to bring ACW together and have them defend what's rightfully theirs!

The thought of assembling a union to combat OCW is a tough one, but a very inviting one. There aren't many more options for Gingerdude to consider at this time, OCW's "supposed plan" is going into effect soon - and it could very well have him out of his position that he earned years ago.

Chairman Gingerdude: ....I can't believe that I'm saying this Chuck, but...but...but you're right! You're actually right for once in your damn life...

Chuck Neverson: I want to see Russo out of power just as much as you do, he was never supposed to become Chairman any- I mean, I hate him.

Chairman Gingerdude: What?

Chuck Neverson: ...nothing.

Chairman Gingerdude: Chuck, that didn't sound like nothing. Finish it up. Tell me...

Chuck Neverson: Alright, but you can't let anyone know I told you. We're keeping this between me and you. You remember the vote months ago on the Chairman status? Russo only won because he bribed Anderson. He bribed Anderson with 250k to make sure that he'd win..

Chairman Gingerdude: ....he did what?

Chuck Neverson: ...you didn't hear it from me!

Chairman Gingerdude: Oh, this makes things interesting....very interesting. I think at Samhain I'll have a little talk with Mr. Anderson...

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Six more Days (Credit: Jason Freeman)

"Ugly by the Exies hits the speakers, and the fans instantly begin to boo. They know who it is...it's Jason Freeman. The new Fallout Television Champion. He walks out from the curtains, and walks directly down to the ring, not making eye contact with a fan, and not taking his time at all. He obviously wants to just get in the ring and speak...and as he reaches ringside, he grabs a chair, and rolls into the ring. He puts his Television title on his shoulder, opens up the chair, sits down, and looks into the crowd.

Freeman: Tonight, I stand before you, as the Television champion.

The fans boo a bit, but Freeman pays no mind. A lot of people also seem to be showing some disrespect because of what title he’s holding…it’s not an ACW title, but a Fallout one, and many don’t consider that of the same caliber.

Freeman: Oh, say what you want about a Fallout title not counting as an ACW title, but the fact of the matter is – I have already, after my first match back in the ring, won myself a championship.

And the fans continue to boo him, (with some rabid ACW fans booing Fallout as well)

Freeman: Now, since no Fallout scum can possibly take this from me, I plan on holding it for a very long time, so I suppose you should just get used to it. But, you know, this isn’t important right now. I have OTHER things to worry about. You know what is important? Samhain.

Freeman leans back and sighs. Six more days.

Freeman: It’s right around the corner, people. I must say, I felt like it’d never come. I’ve been waiting for this since before I even came back. This Saturday will be one of the most important matches of my career, if not THE most important match. I am prepared. I am ready. I remember sitting at home, knowing I was ready to return, and trying to pick my target. I picked somebody I knew would get people talking when I beat him. I picked the man who would elevate my career, and that man was Dan White

Freeman looks back on that day fondly…and he seems distant as he speaks, obviously envisioning it once again in his head.

Freeman: I walked up to him…and of course, he disrespected me. I assure you however, while I may have let the anger help spark my attack…the decision had been made. I carried the pipe with me, waiting for the confrontation. And then I had it. As soon as he turned his head, I struck. And then…whack. A pipe to the back of the head.

Freeman gets a hint of a smile on his face.

Freeman: Once again, I have no personal feelings against Dan, and I don’t care if he has them against me. Something that bothers me though, is that some people seem to think that I enjoyed the attack on Dan. I think I should set things straight. In no way, did I enjoy hitting Dan with the pipe. I couldn’t help but enjoy the effects it would bring to me, but inflicting pain on him did not cause me any pleasure. Why should it? I'm no sadist.

The fans continue booing, making Freeman seem a little dissapointed. They just can't comprehend.

Freeman: That’s just not me. I’m nothing but a man who’s doing what he has to. I don’t get pleasure from seeing people in pain. I just certainly don’t feel any pain from it. I don’t care at all about what somebody else is feeling. What anybody else is feeling. My feelings matter…their's don’t. I enjoy inflicting any pain in the ring only if it will lead to my victory.

And victory is something that gives Freeman very much pleasure indeed...

Freeman: And yes, I will enjoy my match against Dan on Saturday. You know, right from the beginning I knew I’d get this match. I told everybody that I would do what I had to in order to get it. And I did.

The fans begin to boo once again, this time because Freeman now reminds them of how he got this match. By capturing Albright for OCW. This led to Kudo’s beatdown a week before, and Freeman played a vital part in the bait that brought Kudo to the ring.

Freeman: Yes, yes, I captured Albright, and gave him into BK London’s hands. And you guys condemn me? Now tell me why. What did I do wrong? I didn’t know what was going to happen to him, and I didn’t care. In fact, I still don’t. Am I supposed to feel guilty?! Am I supposed to feel something? Tell me that. Because I did what I had to do to get what I wanted. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. Every single one of you would have done the same thing.

Freeman leans forward in the chair, pointing out to the crowd. He talks to them, and yet never leaves the chair he sits in.

Freeman: If you wouldn’t have done it, it’s merely so you’d be able to sleep at night. It came down to a test of values. What do I value more? My match with Dan, which would enable me to put my name near the top? Or my conscience…That’s the question, and that’s what it comes down to. You people might have made the choice that allowed you to let your chance slip out of your fingers. You people would have told BK to screw off…or maybe even tried to WARN Albright…right? Maybe I should have saved him?

Freeman laughs eerily before suddenly snapping, leaning forward and yelling intensely.

Freeman: I’M SAVING MYSELF! I DON’T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT ALBRIGHT! I’M DOING WHAT I HAVE TO DO FOR ME! I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU FANS THINK, BUT I FIND YOUR SHEER IGNORANCE MORE THAN A LITTLE BIT AGGRAVATING!

Freeman stops himself…once again, as he did in his last in-ring promo, he leans back and takes in a deep breath…exhaling. Ever since Freeman returned with his new mentality, he seems to have been prone to these angry bursts…showing an intesity and fire he never has before.

Freeman: Anyways…anyways…my point in coming out here tonight was merely to emphasize the importance of my match on Saturday...and Dan?

He looks into the camera.

Freeman: Your time has come. It’s time for me to knock you down a peg, and climb over you. I’m taking your spot. I’m not intimidated by you at all. You tried to prevent the match, but it’s too late, and now you’re going to suffer the consequences of my path to glory. It’s not fair, but that’s how life is. Survival of the fittest. And that...would be me.

Freeman stares into the camera for a couple seconds, before his music hits...he stands up, leaving his chair in the ring, adjusts his TV championship, and walks up the ramp...leaving the fans to think. He talks a big game...but could he actually beat Dan in the ring? We'll find out soon.