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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 20, 2008 15:52:09 GMT -5
Match 3: Friendly Match XS3 vs. Thunder Train (Credit: RXS3)
Philip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! On the way to the ring, from The End of the Tracks, weighing in at 360 lbs, THUNDER TRAIN!
The metal version of Gourmet Race hits and Train comes down to the ring, looking none too happy about facing his stable mate tonight. Nonetheless, he enters the ring and poses for the crowd.
Philip: And his opponent, from Maple Creek, Saskatchewan, Canada, weighing in at 280 lbs, XS3!
"Hear This Prayer For Her" enters the arena and the crowd cheers as XS3 makes his way down to the ring, tagging hands with the fans. He enters the ring and poses before casually approaching his partner. XS3 then smiles and requests a pair of mics.
XS3: Y'know something, big guy… I'm not comfortable with having to fight you in the wrestling ring. So I spoke with Ginger earlier on and he's decreed that this will no longer be a wrestling match.
Train cocks his head to one side.
XS3: As far as I'm concerned, this match just became a KARAOKE CONTEST!
The crowd then suddenly EXPLODES WITH CHEERS before stopping and going "WTF?" Train just grins as XS3 hands him a mic.
XS3: And to help judge this little contest, here's an old friend of ACW's… My wife, Christine!
The crowd is a little surprised to say the least but they cheer as Christine, who's been five months pregnant thus far, appears from the back and casually walks down the ramp with a smile on her face. She goes up the steps and onto the apron while XS3 holds the ropes for her to step through. Christine kisses XS3 on the lips then shakes Train's hand as she stands over to one side of the ring. Train's eyes suddenly go wide as he realizes something.
Train: We gotta...
Train suddenly pauses and looks down at his mic before speaking.
Train: We gotta... uhh... hmmm...
XS3 simply rolls his eyes and smacks Train upside the head. Train shakes his head before speaking.
Train: Hmm? Oh there we go. Anyway, we may need to speed this up. I've got a cinnamon melt waiting for me in the back… Christine isn't the only one with a bun in the oven, my friend.
Laughter is heard throughout the arena and the Canadian couple cannot help but crack up at that line. Just then, the arena lights dim and a spotlight is on Train only. The sudden percussion beats of that one familiar tune hit and the crowd begins marking out as Train begins dancing to the one song that the internet has had to suffer with for so long:
Train: We're no strangers to love You know the rules and so do I A full commitment's what's I'm thinking of You wouldn't get this from any other guy
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
We've know each other for so long Your heart's been aching But you're too shy to say it Inside we both know what's been going on We know the game and we're gonna play it
And if you ask me how I'm feeling Don't tell me you're too blind to see
Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Give you up, give you up Give you up, give you up Never gonna give, Never gonna give, give you up Never gonna give, Never gonna give, give you up
Never gonna give, Never gonna give, give you up Never gonna give, Never gonna give, give you up
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
The song ends and the crowd is delivering a standing ovation to Train, regardless of his alignment. Just then, XS3 steps into the spotlight and that ever familiar guitar riff enters the arena, causing the crowd to explode once more. Christine smiles as XS3 takes center stage:
XS3: We all came out to montreux On the lake Geneva shoreline To make records with a mobile We didn't have much time Frank Zappa and the mothers Were at the best place around But some stupid with a flare gun Burned the place to the ground Smoke on the water, fire in the sky
They burned down the gambling house It died with an awful sound Funky Claude was running in and out Pulling kids out the ground When it all was over We had to find another place But Swiss time was running out It seemed that we would lose the race Smoke on the water, fire in the sky
We ended up at the grand hotel It was empty cold and bare But with the rolling truck stones thing just outside Making our music there With a few red lights and a few old beds We make a place to sweat No matter what we get out of this I know well never forget Smoke on the water, fire in the sky
The ovation is delivered once more, this time to XS3. Christine claps and goes over to her husband, briefly making out with him before stepping back. She points to XS3, whom the crowd cheers greatly for. Christine then points to Train, who gets an equally, if not bigger, reaction. Just when Christine is about to announce the winner, the sounds of "Hate It Or Love It" by 50 Cent hit the arena and the crowd boos as Jake Steele makes his way down to the ring with the International Championship in tow and a scowl on his face. He then enters the ring and approaches his two stablemates. Steele then pulls a mic from his pocket and begins to speak.
Steele - Enough is enough! I've had it with these muthafuckin' jokes in dis muthafuckin' ring! Ya'll think representin' RSX3 is a joke!? You really gone come out here fuck around like dis!? You all makin' us look like a joke and I'm tiyahd of it![/color]
Christine pleads with Steele that they meant otherwise but Steele isn't having any of it.
Steele - Naw, naw, I ain't done yet, nigga! I want to address each and every one of you! I'm tired of niggas not taking us seriously! Just before I came out here, I got into an argument over how seriously da Road Steelers were bein' taken! When push came ta' shove, I got in one little fight and my mom got scared and said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle to Bel-Air![/color]
Upon hearing that last sentence, the crowd begins to mark out as the spotlight is on Steele as the opening beat to the Fresh Prince theme hits.
Steele - Now, this is a story all about how My life got flipped-turned upside down And I liked to take a minute Just sit right there I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air
In west Philadelphia born and raised On the playground was where I spent most of my days Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys Who were up to no good Startin making trouble in my neighborhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'
I begged and pleaded with her day after day But she packed my suite case and send me on my way She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket. I put my walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'.
First class, yo this is bad Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass. Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like? Hmmmmm this might be alright.
But wait I hear there're prissy, wine all that Is Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat? I don't think so I'll see when I get there I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
Well, the plane landed and when I came out There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out I ain't trying to get arrested I just got here I sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared
I whistled for a cab and when it came near The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror If anything I can say this cab is rare But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later' I looked at my kingdom I was finally there To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air [/color]
The song then fades out and a raucous ovation for Steele is given, despite the recent actions of him lately. XS3 then steps up and puts his arm around Christine, who is pulled into the group.
XS3: I'm glad that we could all be on the same page once again. That's what this stable needs to be doing more often as far as I'm concerned. However, the night ain't over yet, boys. HIT IT!
The spotlight is on RSX3 and Christine and the opening guitar and keys hit the arena and the crowd explodes once more.
RSX3 and Christine: Goodbye love, goodbye love Didn't know what time it was the lights were low oh how I leaned back on my radio oh oh Some cat was layin down some rock n roll lotta soul, he said Then the loud sound did seem to fade a ade Came back like a slow voice on a wave of phase ha hase That weren't no d.j. that was hazy cosmic jive
Threes a starman waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky He's told us not to blow it Cause he knows its all worthwhile He told me: Let the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the children boogie
I had to phone someone so I picked on you ho ho Hey, that's far out so you heard him too! o o Switch on the TV we may pick him up on channel two Look out your window I can see his light a ight If we can sparkle he may land tonight a ight Don't tell your poppa or hell get us locked up in fright
There's a starman waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky He's told us not to blow it Cause he knows its all worthwhile He told me: Let the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the children boogie
Starman waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky He's told us not to blow it Cause he knows its all worthwhile He told me: Let the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the children boogie
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Once the song fades, the crowd delivers a standing ovation to RSX3 and they all raise each other's arms. Together, the four leave the crowd to enjoy this happy-go-lucky moment for what it was worth. Although nothing was accomplished and the main event may have to be cut short because of these singing retards, there is no doubt they are all back on the same page once again after weeks of not appearing in sufficient joint segments together.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 20, 2008 16:00:26 GMT -5
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 20, 2008 16:01:50 GMT -5
Segment: Horizon (Credit: ??)
Do you know what stands in front of you? Do you feel that the current path ACW is on is the right one? A power struggle. A control freak. A champion that hides behind the moniker of OCW.
Something lies on the horizon that can change all of that. One choice can change an entire path. The road less travelled always get shafted. So far, ACW has strayed from that path.
But now it's time for it to take that path. How will things be affected? What will really happen? Just what in the hell lies on that damned horizon?
Me. That's what. It's what everyone is waiting for.
But just who am I? Who is the person that is poking and prodding that fragile little mind of yours?
It's really quite simple. You don't have to be a Senatorialite or an Untouchable to figure it out. I transcend the Upper Echelon and the nameless bastards. There's no Flower Power or Affirmative Action here. You don't have to be an Emperor or an Empress to see that in this court, the jester will be king.
All will be seen on Saturday. Think you're ready to see what lies on the horizon? I think not.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 20, 2008 16:02:35 GMT -5
“He's American Made" Credit: Wayde Russler, Danny Mainer & Thunderkiss [Our show segues back to the ring where the fans are preparing themselves for yet another edition of “Wayde’s World” starring everyone’s favorite Wadertainment Champion & cowboy - WAYDE RUSSLER! Wayde: Now tonight, my guest was supposed to be the former world champion Thunderkiss but unfortunately he couldn’t make it. Well, more like he wanted to make it but has been locked out of the building thanks to our Co-Chairman, Gingerude. Be that as it may, they say the show MUST go on and that’s exactly what’s going to happen. In TK’s place tonight is a surprise guest on the World, so surprising that even I don’t have any idea who he is. Or maybe it’s a she? Who knows! So without further ado, I present to you .... somebody! [The sounds of “Amerika” hit the speakers. The sound causes all to to hear it to experience extreme displeasure, including our announcers.] “Fast” Eddie Edison: *Groan* Maxwell McNally: Well, this certainly isn’t going to help the ratings! [Looking as smug as ever, Ross Lambert steps down the cold steel of the ramp way that flows to the ring. The crowd is not happy to see him and shows their resolve by showering him with sea of boos. This only incites Ross who all but spits on the fans in return. Stomping up the ring steps with disdain in every stomp, Lambert thrusts himself into the ring and directly into the face of the host of the show.] Wayde Russler: Well, Ross Lambert. Welcome to Wayde’s World - Ross Lambert: "Speak when spoken to Wayde. You dirty, attrociously-mannered farmer! We can talk about country matters and the legalities of human/pig relations later. Right now we've got something more pressing to talk about." [Ross returns Wayde’s kind gesture by ripping the microphone straight out of his hand. The Entertainment Champion is one not to be made a fool of, but realizing his position here as a commentator and not a wrestler, he decides not to reciprocate.] Ross Lambert: "Now, we're gathered here today for Wayde's World, a cheap segment which serves no purpose other then to fill time on this facade of a wrestling show with this "as charismatic as a dead lizard" southerner Wayde Russeller. We're here for something much greater then that and that is to tell you JUST what is wrong with America right now. Our elections are a sham, we have John McCain who is basically the reincarnation of George Bush JR. We have a man, Barack Obama who promises pittiful changes that will solve none of the problems we face like the economic crisis, or the starving children in Africa. What we need is a man in charge who doesn't seek to steal your money and to continue to poison this formerly great nation further... You need me... President Lambert... it has a ring to it doesn't it?! As President of the United Sates, I would end all of your crisis under the banner of "The Paragon of The Future" and rather unlike UPS, I would deliver! I, Ross Lambert woul-[Ross’ own words become drowned out by those of another. All eyes turn to the top of the stage where recording artist MC HAMMER now resides. Drabbed in his white jumpsuit with an American flag bandana on his head, Hammer cues his beats that are too legit to quit!] MC Hammer: THERE AIN’T GONNA BE NO STOPPING US! WE’RE PUTTING IT DOWN! THERE AIN’T GONNA BE NO STOPPING US! YOU GOTTA GET DOWN! THERE AIN’T GONNA BE NO STOPPING US! WE’RE PUTTING IT DOWN! THERE AIN’T GONNA BE NO STOPPING US! YOU GOTTA GET DOWN! USA
US ...
AAAAAAAAAAAYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! [Mid song, Hammer steps aside. A star spangled banner warrior pops through the smoke of the pyrotechnics and rushes the stage like Paul Revere. Ross’ eyes grow the size of silver dollars as he sees a big streak of red, white and blue running towards him, but they almost fall out of their sockets as he comes to the realization of who this masked man truly is. The handle bar mustache. The muscular, tanned body. His walk and swagger. It could only be one man and that one man is ... ] Maxwell McNally: THUNDERKISS?!!?!?! [Now dawned as the vengeful patriot, AMERICAN MADE, Thunderkiss wastes little time on finding his first victim. Upon sliding into the ring, Ross begins to drop a series of boots onto Made’s back. While this keeps the big man down, all it does is fuel his rage. They say the madder Thunderkiss gets the stronger he becomes and tonight this will hold true. As if all the pain in his body has washed over him, American Made pops up and points his index finger at Ross to inform him that his time is up.] American Made: YOU! [The hunter has now turned into the hunted and Ross reacts accordingly. Taking a few defensive steps backwards, he alligns his back with the ring ropes making American Made’s job all too easy. With a dart forward, Made clotheslines Ross over the top rope with so much force that he nearly lands on top of the announce table.] “Fast” Eddie Edison: INCOMING! Look out! ~!~THUD~!~ [Max and Eddie scoot out of the way as a very angry Ross Lambert pulls himself up and takes control of a monitor to use as a weapon. Back in the ring, American Made holds out his hand for a microphone and Wayde GLADLY obliges.] American Made: Listen up, brother! American Made has about had it with you spouting your anti-American crap every time you decide to crawl out of your hole, and by the sound of it, so do all these people! Crowd *chanting*: U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! American Made: That’s why at Samhain, I am going to teach you an important lesson, TINY MAN. You’re going to learn first hand that FREEDOM of SPEECH doesn’t mean you can shit diarrhea from your mouth and not suffer any consequences! THAT’S WHY I AM GOING TO GO SECOND AMENDMENT ON YOUR ASS, BROTHER! Crowd *chanting*: U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! [Ross tries to respond but his attempt fails due to a broken microphone that suffered its fate during his fall.] American Made: Nobody can hear you talk; your microphone is off, idiot. Now back up, it’s time for American Made to POSE! [A.M. takes his spot in the center of the ring and that cues his music for a second playing. However, before he can excite the masses with his body movements, he realizes he can make a good situation even better. The index finger goes into action yet again!] American Made: YOU! Wayde: Me? American Made: That’s right, you! Tonight you will be AMERICAN WAYDE! GET OVER HERE AND POSE WITH ME, AMERICAN WAYDE! [With a smile Wayde does exactly that. What transpires next is a workout for every flash bulb in the entire arena.] American Made: Triceps pose! American Wayde: PURE! American Made: Biceps pose! American Wayde: ENTER! American Made: Abdominal pose! American Wayde: -TAINMENT! “Fast” Eddie Edison: Well, he’s back folks and looking at the crowd, everyone is happy. Maxwell McNally: Everyone but Chairman Gingerdude, Eddie! [Never have truer words been spoken and the proof will come sooner than you know it ...] [FADE]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 20, 2008 16:03:15 GMT -5
Segment: It's Laid Down (Credit: Mostly Train and a little Spade)
The crowd is still red hot. They have seen a lot of great action here tonight in the ACW arena. Then, without warning, "Deliberation" by Katatonia blares over the arena, much to the delight of the crowd. Out walks Sijweh Anguta with a smile on his face. With a microphone in his hand he walks down to the ring. He walks up the ring steps, stops and looks around. He smiles once more and enters the ring. He gets down to business and raises the microphone to his mouth.
Sijweh: Earlier tonight you people saw me compete in a match that once again showed off my trained skills I obtained from Mr. Jonny Spade --
The crowd pops for the mentioning of him.
--Improving my record to 2-0 and thus making myself undefeated in this fed so far. And while I was fighting my ass off in the ring against some no name kid named Amazing Viper supposedly the all strong and powerful self proclaimed “Train”. And what do I see? This guy compete in some singing contest? What kind of wrestler is this that would rather want to sing than wrestle in a match? An--
As Sijweh finishes his sentence a metal version of Gourmet Race plays over the arena, interrupting him. The crowd boos as Thunder Train walks out from backstage, a microphone in his hand as well. It looks as if Train is going to go down to the ring but as he walks down the ramp, he turns around and goes back to the top of the stage. The crowd boos heavily as they wanted Train to get beat again. Train just smirks and begins talking.
Train: Heh. Well, now that you are done talking your boring bullshit I can come out here and correct you on a few things. First of all, you have never gotten the upper hand on me. It's all been a part of my psychological warfare, no pun intended, that I'm using against you. I'm making you think that you actually have a chance against me. But the fact of the matter is you are a loser, just like Spade.
Sijweh laughs inside the ring.
Sijweh: Haha...you actually believe that? You are stupider then you look Train, and I didn't think that was possible.
Train: What? You don't believe me? I could take your ass any day of the week. You are nothing but a chump! I mean, unlike you, I had a tough match tonight. My throat now hurts--
Sijweh: I bet your throat hurts...
The crowd "OOHs" and laughs. Train just turns his head then continues talking.
Train: AHEM! As I was saying, my throat hurts because of the vigorous singing that just took place a little while ago.
Sijweh: Fine then, we don't have to keep on talking. You and me right here, right now.
The crowd cheers that challenge but Train doesn't look too pleased. He just shakes his head, leading the crowd to boo.
Train: No way. Like I said, my throat hurts. If you hit me in the neck I could be seriously injured. And I have a strong feeling that it won't be gone until at least AFTER Samhain. I'm sorry Sijweh, I really want to kick your ass, but sadly I cannot.
Sijweh: Just say it Train, you are afraid. You just barely beat Jonny and you know that if you were to step in the ring with me I would end YOUR career.
Train: THE TRAIN IS AFRAID OF NOBODY! BUT I CANNOT FIGHT! I DON'T NEED TO DEAL WITH THIS! I'M LEAVING!
?: Whoa Train, hold on.
Train gets a confused look and stares at the ring. Sijweh shrugs at Train's stare.
?: Up here Train.
Train looks up at the Alphatron to see Chairman Gingerdude.
Gingerdude: Train, you are mistaken. You WILL be facing Sijweh. Not tonight however, but at Samhain!
Train freaks out and starts running around the stage. The crowd cheers and Sijweh looks on smirking.
Train: WHAT? I CAN'T FACE HIM! ARE YOU CRAZY GINGERDUDE?
Gingerdude: The match is already official Train. You will face him at Samhain, "injured" or not. And I hope you like surprises Train, because you’re in for one soon enough....
Gingerdude disappears from the Alphatron and Train continues to freak out. Sijweh just stands in the ring and laughs at Train's rant. Train raises his arms up and yells "WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?!!??!?!!?" as we fade out.
Fade to Black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 20, 2008 16:04:04 GMT -5
Match 4: Dan White vs. Jake Cheng (Credit: Bryce)
The match starts off with the pair locking up in the centre of the ring, White quickly takes control, utilizing his superior height and weight advantage to bring Cheng down to the canvas with a snapmare. As Cheng pops up into a seated position White sees fit to follow it up with a well-timed kick to the centre of his back, which prompts a groan from Cheng as he wrives on the canvas. White doesn't let up and continues his assault with a series of mudhole stomps being deciding he has weakened Cheng enough and locks in a camel clutch. Cheng cries out every now and again for the next several moments as his back is continiously wrenched by the larger White, up until White decides to return to his feet, bringing Cheng with him as he releases the hold. White grabs a tight hold of Cheng and then hooks his leg inside of Cheng's, he then leans forward and attempts to drive Cheng back forward into the canvas with a russian leg sweep...however Cheng manages to counter by hooking his other leg inside of White's to prevent it. White is sent stumbling slightly as he is taken off guard by this, Cheng senses an opportunity and capitalises by executing a hurracanrana. He keeps a hold of White's legs as they hit the canvas to go for the pinfall. White manages to kick out at 2, but the momentum may have just shifted for good in this match!
With White slowly getting to his feet, Cheng continues his attack with a series of chops before connecting with a spinning kick straight to the mid-section of White. White keels over as Cheng grabs a hold of his opponent, and irish whips him into the ropes. He waits for White to rebound back towards him, however White is a ring veteran and makes use of this by grabbing a hold of the top rope behind him with both of his arms. Cheng looks disappointed that White countered, but immediately tries to take control again and rushes towards White. Cheng leaps into the air in an attempt to pull off a Jumping Tornado DDT, however White again scouts this, throwing his smaller opponent backwards over the top rope and outside of the ring! With Cheng trying to recover, White slides under the bottom rope, taking his time to carefully make good use of the momentum switch. White pulls Cheng to his feet before pushing him under the bottom rope and rolling him into the ring. White follows, but before he can get to his feet again is quickly rolled up by Cheng! Surely this can't be the end of the match? 1-2-3, Jake Cheng wins by roll-up.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 20, 2008 16:04:25 GMT -5
"Russo’s Hitman" Credit: Thunderkiss [Walking back from the ring, Thunderkiss has done it again. Millions of people have been left in shock and he couldn’t be more satisfied with the results. This is definitely a scoop in the making, and Kevin Anderson is not going to let this exclusive slip from his fingers ... ] Kevin: Thunderkiss! What is with the new get up?! American Made: Thunderkiss?! I don’t know who that is, brother! But let me tell you what I *DO* know! In November we have an important election coming and I want all my Americanmaniacs to get out the vote! [Before American Made can say another word, a booming voice fills his ears. This voice does not carry any indication of happiness and Made doesn’t even have to look in its direction to know who it belongs to.] Chairman Gingerdude: Oh who are you trying to kid! Move out the way, Anderson! American Made: Oh hello, you must be the other Chairman? Nice to meet you, my name is - Gingerdude: Cut the act, Thunderkiss! Security, escort this man out of the building RIGHT NOW! [Not so fast. Before security can attempt to move the unmoveable, yet another player arrives on the scene. Just as his voice caused Thunderkiss dismay, these new sounds grind the very ears of Ginger.] Chairman Russo: I do not think that is necessary, Ginger. Gingerdude: I barred this man from my federation last week Russo! You have no right telling me what is necessary here! Russo: Banned this man? No, you banned Thunderkiss. This is American Made, a new recruit I happened to stumble upon. The only paper work he’s received is a long term contract, not a pink slip. Gingerdude: YOU HIRED HIM!? Russo: Indeed. I think he will make a nice contribution to our show. Don’t you think? *smile* [His face two shades of red, Ginger does his best not to give Kiss and Russo the satisfaction of having a heart attack. After a quick count to ten, he retreats with one final warning for both. The battle belongs to them, but the war is FAR from over!] Gingerdude: This isn’t OVER! Not by a long shot! You *WILL* be exposed Thunderkiss, it’s only a matter of time! When that happens my original orders will be carried out, Russo or not! American Made: Wow, he is an angry man. [With Ginger out of earshot, Russo’s staged ignorance quickly turns to deviousness. The tone of his voice lowers and like a snake and he hisses out - ] Russo: Don’t forget our arrangement, Kiss. I own you now. American Made: Nobody owns me, brother. Russo: Oh yeah? You even look in the Champion’s direction or O.C.W.’s for that matter and your new contract will hit the shredder. Capice? [American Made doesn’t respond. Satisfied with his silence in substitution for a yes, Russo walks away with a grin that reaches from ear to ear. Thunderkiss has gotten exactly what he wants, but the big question now is at what cost?] [FADE]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 20, 2008 16:05:11 GMT -5
Segment: The Changing Tide
(Credit: Scott Andrews and Jake Cheng)
As the camera switches back to the arena the crowd are still pumped and have been adequately hyped for the PPV on the weekend. The shot pan’s left and shows all the homemade signs and fans showing support for their favourite ACW stars. Before the excitement builds too much, “Crisis” by Alexisonfire begins playing through the arena speakers, and the audience begin to boo their hearts out. Jake Cheng makes his way out onto the ramp, smirking as he makes his way to the ring. As he nears the apron he bends down, reaches under the ring, and pulls out a ladder.
McNally: This man has been making my blood boil recently, Eddie. I still can’t believe what he did to Tim and that young man last week, it was despicable!
Edison: I’m not gonna disagree with you there, Max; he had no right.
He lifts the ladder up and pushes it into the ring, then walks around to Philip and demands a microphone, which he is promptly given. Jake rolls into the ring before setting the ladder up and climbing to the top rung where he sits. He takes in all the heat and just keeps on smirking.
Jake: You people can boo all you want, but you’ll never be as good as me. You’ll never be doing what I’m doing!
The crowd don’t seem to pleased with the Asian Extraordinaire’s impolite manner, but he doesn’t care one iota.
Jake: Now everyone has been asking me what I did last Thursday, so just to shut you all the fuck up here it goes. Last week I destroyed a man; a man everyone believed to be the shining light, the best man to take out myself and OCW, but people, last week I took out two of his friends then did the same to him...that’s right, I’m talking about the Scarlet Assassin, Scott Andrews!
Jake lets out a quiet chuckle as the crowd continue to heckle and shout at Cheng.
Jake: I made him bleed, I made him think about his career and how I was going turn things upside down in ACW. He refused to listen, and look where that got him; broken, bloodied and bruised. I beat his ass so bad that he won’t even make it to Samhain.
This statement has the crowd in a frenzy; everyone wants to see Scott kick Jake’s ass.
Jake: See...no one thought I could do it. No one ever thought Jake Cheng could be on an equal playing field with someone such as Andrews. EXCEPT ME! I KNEW! And now you all just look fucking stupid
Jake:You have witnessed a re-birth and you have witnessed chaos! In ambiguity you’ll find that you no longer be able to sit there in front of you television set and say “this is gonna happen” or “that is gonna happen”, cos’ when you can’t tell what’s gonna happen, you start to get worried. All bets are now off. Scott couldn’t have planned for what happened to him last week, and neither could his two buddies. Up here is where I belong, able to see everything that’s going on. I’m like a hawk; stealth and deadly. No-one knew what was coming last week! Who would have expected JAKE CHENG to do something like that?! Well guess what, I did. And with Jake Cheng around, you never know what to expect!
As the smug Chinese Phenom lets out that last word, something Cheng didn’t expect happens. “Anasasis/Xenophontis” begins to play across the speakers and the lights flicker red and white. Scott Andrews appears on the ramp with a look of complete anger. Jake begins panicking as Scott rushes towards the ring. He begins scurrying down the ladder, but Scott slides into the ring to catch him before he can escape. Scott grabs him by the collar and begins delivering VERY hard backhand chops to Jake’s chest, hitting him closer and closer to the ropes. He hits him so hard he flies over onto the mats below. The crowd are cheering loudly as Scott beats down the man who has been plaguing him for the past month. He exits the ring to unleash lefts and rights, barraging Jake with an assault of strikes before kicking him in the guts, doubling him over. Scott grabs him by the collar and drags him around to the announce table. He slams his head down on the table a couple of times before letting him sag to the ground. Scott pulls the cover off the table and removes the monitors.
McNally: Scott! Not our table, please! You can beat him down, just leave our table out of it!
Scott doesn’t listen, and instead he grabs Jake and gives him a European uppercut, knocking him towards the ring apron. Jake tries to fight back but is no shape to compete. The Scarlet Assassin then decides to unleash some more pain as he grabs Philips chair from underneath him and folds it up before smashing it down on Jake’s skull. Jake falls into the apron and then onto the ground. Scott rolls into the ring and grabs the ladder, sliding it out of the ring and onto the mats, narrowly missing Cheng’s head.
McNally: What’s he doing with that ladder?!
Scott pulls it up and sets it perpendicular to the announce table. He grabs a lifeless Cheng and puts his light body over his shoulders. He ascends the ladder and once he reaches the top he stares out into the audience as they encourage him to hurt his adversary.
Scott: This is for Dwight and Damian you piece of shit!
Scott leaps off and spins Jake into his Decapitator (TKO/Spinning Fireman’s Carry Cutter) sending both men through the table below.
Edison: OH MY GOD!!!
CROWD: HOLY SHIT! – HOLY SHIT! – HOLY SHIT!
McNally: Scott and Cheng are lying at our feet absolutely destroyed! Both these men have just fallen ten feet onto our announce table and by God they’re not moving!
Gingerdude’s theme hits and the co-Chairman enters the arena.
Gingerdude: CHENG! ANDREWS! Considering what just transpired, I’m guessing there’s some animosity between the two of you so here’s what I’m going to do about it. At Samhain it will be Scott Andrews one on one with Jake Cheng!
The crowd erupt in cheers for the announcement.
Gingerdude: And because you two seem intent on killing each other I felt there needed to be a stipulation to allow for something violent; and no I’m not sanctioning a Legalized Murder Match; it will be Scott Andrews vs. Jake Cheng in a Falls Count Anywhere Hardcore Match!
The crowd are now even more excited about the possibilities this match could bring.
Gingerdude: So I’ll send some EMT’s down there and you two can get ready for Samhain! It’s going to be brutal...
As the co-Chairman finishes his announcement his music hits again and the EMT’s rush down to assist the two men lying on the broken announce table.
If these two are willing to hurt each other this bad now, what’s going to happen at the PPV when they’re locked in battle against one another with the intention of mutilation and brutality? Given the nature of the match it seems both men will be able to dish out whatever they want and get away with it; exactly how the way the wanted it.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 20, 2008 16:05:42 GMT -5
Segment: One last Confrontation (Credit: Freeman & Dan White)
Moments after addressing the fans in the ring, Jason Freeman, the new Fallout Television Champion, is walking backstage. The time had almost come. His big match was less than a week away, and so he was in a relatively good mood. Since he had nothing else to do tonight, he was ready to leave the arena. As soon as he turns the corner however, he finds himself face to face with Dan White.
Dan: Well, well...it’s Freeman.
Freeman looks up into Dan’s eyes intensely, and Dan looks back at him, seemingly not acknowledging the intensity in Freeman's eyes. Dan seems completely casual.
Freeman: Well, hi, Dan. It’s nice to see you. Did you happen to catch my match on Fallout?
Dan: Yeah, actually, I did. And you were a bit pisspoor to be honest. But I reckon you managed to show me that I've got something to think about for my match at Samhain. I think maybe 5 minutes? I'll pose a bit and drag the match out for you a bit if you want.
Freeman doesn’t let the words get to him, as he knows that Dan is just trying to get under his skin. He isn’t going to allow that.
Freeman: Ha. Well…you know what? I don’t care whether or not you’re worried, because I’ve got the match, and that’s all that matters…What you think or feel is no longer a concern to me. Now, please excuse me, I have more important places to be right now.
Dan gives a mock grin, seeming completely cheery, and Freeman turns to walk away, but as soon as he gets right next to Dan, Dan grabs him by the shoulder, spinning him around, now completely serious, and when he talks, he sounds angry and intimidating.
Dan: Listen, dude. I didn't want this match. I still don't, but you've managed to rat your way into it. I don't respect you, not a goddam bit, but yet your plan worked. You managed to get me in a match I don't care about against an opponent I don't care about. But that's not going to make you a megastar. You have to beat me first, and you have to know that I will not hesitate for a goddamn second before I kick your arse from here, to my own back garden, where I'll feed you to my dogs. I don't care about you, so I have nothing to lose. But if I win, please just leave me the FUCK alone!
With that, Dan pushes Freeman back roughly, and walks away from him,…Freeman looks down, and then glares at where Dan walked off. He doesn’t allow himself to worry about what Dan said. He was going to beat him. He had to…
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 20, 2008 16:06:21 GMT -5
"A Quick Interview" (Credit: Rattlesnake)
The scene opens to the back where Charlotte King stands by. Appearing on TV, via satellite, is Rattlesnake.
Charlotte: I'm here to talk to Rattlesnake over his sudden reappearance in ACW. Snake, thanks for your time.
Rattlesnake: Anytime. But let's make this quick. I know someone's always hungry to suck up airtime.
Charlotte: Well, what exactly made you leave?
Rattlesnake: I think I answered that when I showed up again. I had personal issues to deal with. I'm still dealing with them.
Charlotte: Would you be willing to say anything on top of that?
Rattlesnake: Well, I was also taking part in a minor role on Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles.
Charlotte: That sounds interesting.
Rattlesnake: It wasn't. When I found out that my character was going to die, I tried to make it seem impactful, since what I'm always about. They didn't exactly like it, so I instantly became a corpse instead. But I will be in the credits, so kudos to me.
Charlotte: A corpse. That's...great. Anyways, why did you really come back? Was your part that bad?
Rattlesnake: I didn't like Thunder Train's comments he made about me. I feel he unjustly overstepped his bounds and made me seem like a worthless pile of trash. Plus he seems to be full of pride. I felt that by showing up, it would take him down a few notches. But his ego is so huge, it'll push someone out of the room. Be careful when you stand next to him, otherwise that ego will put you through the wall.
Charlotte: Funny. So what was your intent of your little fiasco on Meltdown?
Rattlesnake leans in towards the camera.
Rattlesnake: My intent? My intent was to infuriate that pompous little jackass. I want him to feel just how I felt when I tuned in to see him badmouth me.
Charlotte: But don't you think you went too far?
Rattlesnake: Too far? I didn't go far enough! I could have made a parade of midgets dressed like Thunder Train. Each of them could have said that they were hungry for something different...like falafels or waffles or truffles or tassels or weasels or wassels. It doesn't matter what it was, they could have been hungry for it. The fact remains, it was my intent to ruffle his feathers. He started this and I intend to finish it. If I have to show up at Samhain and confront him, I'll do it.
Charlotte: I see.
Rattlesnake: No, I don't think you do. That being said, this interview has outlived its usefulness. We're done. Tell Train that come Saturday, he's going to have someone else to look forward to seeing. And this person won't be in the best of moods.
Rattlesnake stands up and walks away while Charlotte turns to the camera.
Charlotte: Well, there you have it. Apparently Samhain is going to get shaken up now.
The scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 20, 2008 16:06:41 GMT -5
BK London vs. Kudo Yasuda OCW Heavyweight Championship
The Predictions
(Credit: BK London, The Senator, Jake Cheng, Thunder Train, Henry McKaye, Jonny Spade, Jay Zero, and American Made) Max McNally: Who will win between Kudo Yasuda and BK London? Well, all personal problems aside...I'd say that is a very debatable question, due to both men being absolutely fantastic in the ring... Eddie Edison: I hope that son of a bitch gets what's coming to him, Kudo Yasuda is going to knock him the fu- The Senator: Well, having faced both men, multiple times, I would say that I am somewhat of an authority when it comes to picking a winner here. Now, while I will certainly be cheering for Kudo Yasuda, I will not let that bias sway me to making an inaccurate case.... Jake: - BK London is going to wipe the floor with Kudo Yasuda. I mean, BK London is the best superstar in ACW right now. He is the definition of what a wrestler should be. He's the fucking boss, and everything he says goes. So if he says he's gonna win, HE'S GONNA FUCKING WIN! The Senator: ..BK London has stubbornly held onto that belt, week after week, month after month. He is the man to beat right now, and for good reason. He is also an insufferable, arrogant, malicious snake of an individual. ... Max McNally: London's heart is black, he doesn't care who he hurts and he doesn't care how he wins - at the end of the match, all he wants is his name to still be announced after the phrase "And STILL OCW CHAMPION..." Zero [/color] :: "What? So you basically want me to sit here and babble about who I think's going to win this Saturday? Well let me tell you this, Jay Zero really doesn't care who walks out as the World Heavyweight Champion! Thunder Train: WHAT DOES THE TRAIN THINK? Well the Train thinks that both of them are losers. I mean sure, they each beat me before...but its obvious that they just got lucky! Henry McKaye: ..Hmm, well, gentlemen, you must have forgotten who you were talking to. Without a single doubt in my mind, BK London will defeat Kudo in the middle of the ring... Jonny Spade: BK London. He is one badass dude. Him and I go back quite a ways, we had matches that took each of us to the edge and back. While we didn’t have that many matches the ones that we did have were quite the memorable ones… doesn’t mean though that I like the guy. Zero [/color] :: "I respect Kudo Yasuda and wish him all the luck in the world, and quite honestly, BK London can screw off .." Thunder Train: I guess I would want Kudo to win. I don't like either of them but Kudo would be the lesser of two evils here. Henry McKaye: Sure, Kudo is hungry and is probably the most determined right now than he has ever been in his career... but I live in a logical world. For the better part of this year, Kudo has been bumming around the undercard with his dick in his hands doing nothing worth while... The Senator: Kudo has come back to ACW with the fire in his eyes, but I do not know if it will be good enough. London is simply too good at taking a strike, absorbing damage, and catching someone in submissions. That is my pick, although I hope, for the sake of ACW, that I am inaccurate, and that this will motivate Kudo to take his game to another level... Henry McKaye: ..BK has rose to a level of dominance that has never been seen nor will it ever be repeated. Like every empire, OCW will fall one day... but it won't be at the hands of Kudo, I can assure you of that. .. American Made:Being the tactician that I am, I can assure you that strength does indeed lie with the numbers. With O.C.W. on his side, I’m afraid that we here in Alpha Championship Wrestling will suffer yet another month without our greatest prize! But make no mistake, Mr. London, I hope your health insurance is paid up because Kudo is going to leave you with one nasty bill .... so what do you think about that, cracker ... errrrrrrr ..... FIRECRACKER?! USA! USA! USA! Max McNally: Kudo Yasuda however, I think, has the pure ability to take down the champion. Nothing against the previous challengers that have faced BK London over the past few months, but Kudo Yasuda is probably one of the more technically sound wrestlers in the ring - only behind a few. His Yakuza Knee Kick has proven to be lethal several times since his first appearance in OCW - and it only takes one second to get knocked out by it. I think personally, in a Tap Out or Knock Out Match - the match Kudo has participated in twice - he has the overall advantage... Jonny Spade: Kudo Yasuda…never wrestled the guy…never really had issues with him either. But every time I would watch his matches, he would just tear the opponent(s) apart leaving nothing of them. My prediction for this match straight up…Kudo Yasuda. He’s one hell of a fighter and pretty much I just don’t like BK London... Zero [/color] :: ...but in the end, all that matters is that Jay Zero still has this Emperor of the Ring contract, and whoever DOES walk out as champion sure as hell not forget that.. The Senator: ...That, my friend, is nothing, but the truth... Thunder Train: ..Now where are the cupcakes I was promised for doing this? Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 20, 2008 16:07:05 GMT -5
Match 5: Non-Title Match The Senatorial Stable (Zero and Senator) vs. Henry McKaye and Starkweather (Credit: XS3/Steele/Zero/?)
We fade in from break to hear the sounds of "Hail to the Chief" fading out and Senator posing with his title. Zero and McKaye opt to start out but just then, the sounds of "Hate It Or Love It" hit the arena and the crowd begins to boo as Jake Steele makes his way down to the commentary booth. He sits down next to Edison and puts on his headset.
Edison:[/color] Welcome to the announce booth Steele! McNally:[/color] Yes, welcome. Steele - You don't sound too happy about my presence McNally. Edison:[/color] Yeah! You should be happy the International Champion is here McNally! Steele - It's all good Edison, dis match is about to start off. We got a lot of suckas in dis ring right nah and two of em tryin' to take my title.[/color]
Zero glances over and glares at Steele while McKaye simply disregards it and turns back to Zero.
Bell rings.
Zero turns back to McKaye and bull-rushes him, taking him down to the canvas and unloading on him with rights and lefts. The crowd begins to chant Zero's name as he puts the boots to McKaye before picking him up and whipping him off the ropes. Zero goes for a back body drop but McKaye has other ideas and instead catches Zero with a snap suplex. McKaye then taunts the crowd and goes to drop an elbow but Zero rolls out of the way and nails McKaye with a series of jabs followed by a knee to the midsection and a subsequent Head Butt.
Edison: THE HEAD BUTT! Steele - SEE DAT EDISON! ZERO ALWAYS TRYIN' TO PUT HIS HEAD NEAR A NIGGAS' NUTS!
Zero then goes over to his corner and tags in Senator, who lines up McKaye and, along with Zero, delivers a series of double-team, rapid-fire chops. McKaye goes down and Senator follows up with a stiff soccer kick before pinning McKaye for a two count. The crowd is chanting for Senator as he picks up McKaye and hits another chop. McKaye then retaliates with a forearm to the side of the head before whipping Senator into the corner. McKaye charges at Senator, who runs out of the corner and turns his nemesis inside out with the Washington Lariat.
McNally: Don't we usually see someone on Fallout do that move? Edison: Uhm... Fallout?
Senator does the Nixon pose but has almost forgotten about Stark, who dashes across the apron and takes down Senator with a clothesline of his own. McKaye gets back to his feet and pounces on Senator, applying a front headlock and dragging him back to his corner, where Stark is tagged in. The crowd is booing as Stark enters the ring and takes down Senator with a running knee lift. Stark follows this up with a double arm suplex, pinning him for a two-count.
McNally: A very close count there between Stark and Senator. Two men who definitely have a history with each other. Steele - Senator is a cheatin' muthafucka and Starkweather looks like Batman.[/color]
Stark then tags in McKaye but not before he grabs Senator by the arm, springs off the ropes and hits a tornado armbreaker. McKaye enters the ring and pins Senator, only getting a two count. Zero extends his arm out to Senator, awaiting a tag. McKaye applies an abdominal stretch to Senator. Zero tries to cheer on Senator with clapping but he soon realizes the error of his ways when McKaye utilizes The War Drums, rocking Senator in the abdomen before rolling backwards and pinning him. Senator kicks out and McKaye goes to pick up Senator, who surprises him with a backslide. The crowd pops but then sighs as McKaye kicks out before three. Senator then follows up by ducking a clothesline and hitting the Liberalizer.
Edison: HE JUST TOOK HIMSELF AND MCKAYE OUT WITH THE LIBERALIZER! McNally: Can he capitalise? Steele - MCKAYE IS DOWN! MCKAYE IS DOWN! MCKAYE IS DOWN![/color]
Both men are down and Zero is encouraging Senator to tag him in. McKaye gets the tag to Stark but Zero is then tagged in as well. When he enters the ring, Zero throws some right hands to Stark then hits a monkey flip. McKaye enters the ring but Zero takes him out with a leaping neckbreaker drop. Zero sees Stark and leaps over him. Stark charges but Zero leaps onto his shoulders and hits The Plague, pinning Stark for a two count. Zero then waits for Stark to get to his feet and attempts his multiple rotation headscissors. However, Stark holds on and drops Zero to the canvas before hitting a sick Curb Stomp.
McNally: DID YOU HEAR THAT HORRIBLE CRACK!? Steele - OH SHIT AND I JUST PLAYED GEARS OF WAR NIGGA![/COLOR]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 20, 2008 16:07:27 GMT -5
Stark then drops down and begins to apply a half nelson. The crowd begins to boo as they can feel the Sensory Deprivation coming. However, Senator charges at Stark and hits the Partisan Kick to the side of the head. McKaye tags himself in as Stark slumps to the apron outside. McKaye then enters the ring and takes down Senator with an enzuigiri before tossing him over the ropes. Steele - Dat's my cue.[/color] McNally: Steele, what are you doing? Steele takes off his headset and walks over to one side of the ring. Edison: This isn't going to be good, McNally! Meanwhile, McKaye applies a wheelbarrow hold and begins to lift Zero up. However, Zero shows off his athleticism and continues elevating himself just enough to grab McKaye's head and thrusting out to hit the Zero Chance! The crowd explodes with cheers and Zero covers McKaye for the 1-2-- ~CRACK~ With the rage of a thousand bulls, Jake Steele slams a steel chair right down across the upper back of Jay Zero to break up the count! However, this doesn't go over quite well with our referee! Jumping to his feet, he looks to confront the International Champion! SLAAAAP! Jake Steele sends him down onto the mat now, continuing to hold the steel chair in hand. At this point, the bell begins to ring, trying to halt the champion from going any further as Zero writhes in pain. Ding Ding Ding Ding DingActing high and mighty, Steele truly believes that he has both men directly where he wants them. He now begins to stalk Henry McKaye, just making it to his feet. Jake steps back, gripping the chair tightly, but then -- what the?! On the side of the screen, we can see the motion of several people being pushed out of the way. They hop the barricade and run straight into the ring! It's AC Evans! Steele takes notice and changes course, swinging right for Evans! He ducks under and leaps into the air, dropkicking Steele right in the neck, forcing him head first into the top turnbuckle! In a surprising turn of events, AC Evans is gathering many cheers as he jumps to his feet, sprinting towards his former teammate! With fury and revenge in mind, Evans begins to pound Henry McKaye with vicious right hands! McKaye can't seem to defend himself at this point, just being taken back fist after fist! Starkweather takes notice of what's occurring in the middle of the ring and looks to take care of business. However, Senator begins to slip into the ring to intercept the Doctor! Meeting him with a big backhand chop, Senator takes charge! Evans continues pounding his anger into Henry McKayes skull, and now Senator backs Starkweather into the ropes! He throws his arm back, and then clubs right down into Starkweather, knocking him over the top rope with the Washington Lariat! He flips over and crashes to the mats below with great force, just as Evans backs up and clotheslines McKaye up and out of the ring! The crowd cheers wildly as only a dazed Jake Steele is left with the Senatorial Stable and AC Evans! He slowly turns around, shaking his head and is met by a rising Jay Zero that runs at him, dropkicking him in the chest and sending the champion over the top rope! These three men have just cleaned house! Philip Jones :: Ladies and gentlemen -- um.. Do to a double disqualification, this has gone to a No Contest! Therefore, --umh.. I suppose there is no number one contender for the International Title...
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 20, 2008 16:07:52 GMT -5
On the outside, Henry McKaye and Starkweather both stand to their feet, shaking off the attacks. The two make their exit of the area, backing away from the ring where there are now three pumped up guys. Jay Zero turns around, looking straight towards AC Evans, where he begins to smile. Philip Jones walks over towards the ring, placing the Tag Titles on the apron and handing Jay Zero a microphone, as requested. With the two representatives of OCW making their exit up the rampway, Zero has something to say. Zero [/color] :: Whoa whoa whoa, where do you think you're going?! Henry McKaye, we aren't done yet! We got something to say! --First off, you see where playing dirty gets you? It sends you walking away with your tail between your legs! Now, you're the one avoiding the man that you turned your back on! Now look! Now he's the one with the upper hand! Henry McKaye, I told you that revenge would take its course, and just look ... here we all are! And when this match was booked as the Senatorial Stable verses OCW -- you better believe that it MEANT the Senatorial Stable! [/center] As Zero says this, he began to point at Senator, himself, and then -- at AC Evans?! The crowd nearly erupts in cheers as Zero drops his microphone and turns towards AC Evans where the two actually shake hands! Former rivals now working together?! Lets see what Evans has to say about this.A.C. EVANS: Last week, when I re-debuted..I told everyone that I planned on taking out OCW by myself. But I soon realized that I would not be able to defeat the evils of OCW by myself. Jay Zero and The Senator here share the same hatred that I have for Omega Championship Wrestling. WE will end OCW. The Senatorial Stable will rid ACW of this infectious poison which has beg--[/color] But just then, this welcoming ceremony is interrupted by the Chairman, Stephan Russo. Storming out with an idea on his mind, he looks to get work done.Stephan Russo: Hold on, just wait a second! Stop acting so high and mighty Zero, you still didn't win! And since you didn't score the winning pinfall, I am naming the number one contender for Jake Steele's International Title! So this Saturday, it will be Jake Steele vs. Henry McKaye for the "OCW" title! The crowd boos, and Steele, standing inbetween the two forces looks back towards the top of the stage where McKaye and Russo stand. Stephan Russo: Jake Steele, let's see how you fare against a real challenge now! And Zero - tough luck! Looking as if they've taken the final charge, OCW smiles at the newer, and even improved Senatorial Stable as they begin to turn around. But then - Chairman Gingerdude appears on the Alphatron!Gingerdude: Now hold on just a second Russo! Henry McKaye is NOT the number one contender! Finally, some sense of reasoning!Gingerdude: It was made clear that the winners of this tag match would decide who the contender would be for this Saturday, and clearly, no team did score the winning pinfall! So it looks like for this Saturday -- Jake Steele does not have a Number One Contender! The crowd boos, however, Jake Steele finds this as an amazing opportunity for himself.Gingerdude: ...Instead, since neither of these men, being Henry McKaye and Jay Zero of course, since neither of them did get the job complete -- then we're just going to have to have a Triple Threat Match! Even better than before! This executive decision is by far a great one.Gingerdude: And hey -- since there wasn't a pinfall scored today: Then why should there be this Saturday? Hm? Well let me tell you, Jake Steele, you will not be entering the ring at Samhain with that International Title wrapped around your waist! Instead! It is going to be hanging 25 feet into the air! Because you three aren't having any regular match! ...You three are going to face off, in a good ole' fashioned ladder match! Is that good enough for you, Russo? The crowd nearly explodes now upon the announcement of the International title match. Ginger smiles as Russo just looks back towards Henry, who is now exchanging looks between Jake Steele, Jay Zero, AND AC Evans! This sure as hell has been an exciting night -- and Samhain is looking up to be an even better one!
The scene fades out.OOC: Credit for ? goes to AC Evans.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 20, 2008 16:08:46 GMT -5
Closing Segment: Meet Da Press (Credit: BK London and Kudo)
The last match is over, and OCW are the victors - but we're far from over, as we still have the big press conference for the Main Event at Samhain to attend to. The scene fades back in from commercial, and we're in another area of the arena where members of the press, security, and ACW officials are scattered about in the audience. The stage behind them is a simple curtain with a flat screen television monitor and the Samhain logo high above the stage.
There is mumuring amongst the small crowd, but eventually it ceases once the host for this press conference - Kevin Anderson, makes his way onto the press conference stage and to the podium.
Kevin Anderson: Thank you ladies and gentlemen of the media and of the press, we welcome to you to the only press conference in recent memory for one of the biggest match ups ACW has seen in years. At Samhain, the OCW Championship will be on the line in a Tap Out or Knock Out Match pitting the challenger Kudo Yasuda versus the reigning champion - BK London. Since August 2nd at Seven Deadly Sins, BK London has held the World Championship and he's closing in on his 3rd month as champion - however, Kudo Yasuda has proved to be very strong competition for BK London for the better part of the month - so without further adue, I bring you first....the challenger, weighing in at 195lbs from Kyoto, Japan....he goes by the moniker "Mr. KO", he is the longest reigning Entertainment Champion in ACW history and a former Light Heavyweight Champion in his own right. Ladies and Gentlemen, Kudo Yasuda!
"Poison" by Takashi Sorimachi can be heard over the small sound system, and the fans in the arena who are watching this event via the Alphatraon are on their feet for the challenger. The Kudo fan support has grown over the past month, and many do think he is a prime contender to take the championship away from BK London.
The number one contender makes his way through the curtain from the back alone, no Albright, no Ghetto Rob, no Haiku Ryu, all are watching this just as the fans are. The multiple flashes of the cameras go off around the challenger, and now he makes his way to the podium for his statement.
Kudo Yasuda: A lot has happened this past month and now here I am with the attention of the media and more importantly, the opportunity of a lifetime presenting itself to me. Since my return to ACW earlier in the year, I have played it safe and I have wrestled worried. To be so concerned with public image and avoiding injury, I became a completely different person.
Fear is an unbelievable obstacle that dictated the most recent months of my career. Chances after chances just passed on by and I wasted them worrying about my condition, worried about things other than delivering my best in the ring. Now, I don't repent anything I've done, because they all lend themselves to my stage of Rebirth. You learn from your mistakes and you learn from your successes; it's all a part of the experience as a wrestler.
And I've learned that I can't wrestle scared. A couple of weeks ago I was opening the show, and now here I am at a press conference for the main event at Samhain against the World champion. Opportunities come and go, but if you hesitate to grasp at them then they will continue to pass on by. I made the most out of this experience. I threw some of the fiercest knee strikes I can even remember to get to this point. There is much more determination and force behind these knees now - BK London can attest to that.
Several reporters begin jotting down quotes in their notepads as several others snap pictures for their respective papers/magazines.
Kudo Yasuda: But these past few weeks have shown that the Kudo you know still maintains his sense and self concern. I've tapped to BK London's Corporate Lock with concerns of my own health leading up to this match. But the road is over and the final showdown is here. Samhain is right around the corner and Mr. KO will never again tap out to BK London.
My well being comes second to the only goal I have left in front of me; knocking BK London out, and knocking him off the top of the pedestal. The OCW championship will be mine, and when the final bell has rung, I will have no regrets leaving that ring.
"Poison" plays throughout the speakers once more as Kudo walks over to his seat and now Kevin Anderson makes his way back to the podium.
Kevin Anderson: I couldn't have said it better if I were in Kudo's shoes. Now, his opponent for Samha-
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