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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:13:57 GMT -5
ACW Proudly Presents: Samhain 2008Saturday 25th October 2008-10-24 Schedule of Matches: -------------------------------------------- Chris Williams vs Eddie Packard -------------------------------------------- Respect Vs Career Match Bryce Vs XS3 --------------------------------------------- Wayde Russeller’s Open Challenge ACW Entertainment Championship --------------------------------------------- American Made Vs. Ross Lambert --------------------------------------------- Thunder Train vs. Sijweh Anguta --------------------------------------------- Jason Freeman vs. Dan White ---------------------------------------------- Falls Count Anywhere Scott Andrews vs. Jake Cheng ----------------------------------------------- ACW International Championship - Ladder Match Jake Steele vs. Jay Zero vs. Henry McKaye ------------------------------------------------ OCW Heavyweight Championship - Tap Out or Knock Out BK London vs. Kudo Yasuda -------------------------------------------------
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:14:31 GMT -5
Opening Segment: One. Credit: Steele/Zero Samhain kicks off quickly, with the usual smoke and fire, before the Alphatron bursts into life. Some people want to get straight to business...
Fade from black to a shot of Jake Steele resting against a wall in a hallway, with his head downwards, and his International Championship being clutched by his fingers. XS3 sits in a steel chair with his arms folded and his head down.[Click HERE for Music Package.][Voice-over] Jake Steele - We are all champions.Fade to a shot of Jay Zero with his Tag Team Championship around his waist, in a state of emptiness with a can of hairspray in his hand, as strokes his own hair.[Voice Over] Zero: ...We're all just human beings. Fade to a shot of Steele with his back to the camera, and his IN strapped over the back of his shoulder.Steele - We all have weaknesses.[/color] Fade to a shot of Zero holding his ribs, which once caused him much pain from a vicious assault last year.[Voice Over] Zero: If you cut us, we'll still just bleed. Fade to a shot of Steele rubbing his leg.Steele - You hit us and we damage.[/color] Fade to a shot of Zero sitting on a large box with his Championship resting on his lap. Zero: But y'know what! There's still something that separates guys like us from the norm! Something that moves us! Fade to a shot of Steele laying on his back with his arms on his head and his belt on his waist, staring at the ceiling.Steele - There's one thing that makes us just that much different from your every day person.[/color] Fade to a split screen of Zero looking to the lights and Steele looking to his side. Zero: Passion! Steele - Willpower.[/color] Fade to Steele looking to the heavens and Zero with his neck completely lowered. Zero: The passion of going for the Gold -- and that passion of becoming a Champion! Steele - The willpower of a Champion.[/color] Fade to Zero with his palm to his face, and his title gazing in to his eyes. Zero: And when you question that passion... Fade to Steele gazing at his IN Title.Steele - When that willpower is questioned...[/color] Fade to split screen of both.Both:The passion and the willpower of a Champion shines stronger than it ever has before. Men grow old. Championships retire. Legends never die.THERE CAN ONLY BE ONE. [Fade][/b]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:17:10 GMT -5
“We Love Candy”Credit: Dave Tyler A black screen gives way to a line of text, written in red across a black screen. A deep, confident voice speaks over it, reading it out. It is a voice of calmness, and of trust; one feels that when this person talks, they should listen and realise he speaks the truth.Voice OverThe following video was paid for by Dave Tyler’s first ACW paycheque.The text fades, as the voice talks, over a black screen.Voice OverWho doesn’t love candy? Candy has provided us with some of our greatest moments in our lives. I’m sure as you watch this video, you too will no doubt be remembering some great moments. Happy times. Joyful memories. This video is dedicated to Candy. All sorts of candy which has brought us happiness.A picture fades in, slowly…. Voice OverJohn Candy (October 31, 1950 – March 4, 1994)
Will anyone ever forget John Candy, a great and yet truly underestimated actor, who appeared in such films as “Planes, Trains and Automobiles”, “Home Alone” and of course, one of the most understated movie roles of all time, “Cool Runnings”. Oh how we laughed as he and his friends were taken out of their usual Jamaican surroundings, and placed into a new and confusing contest. A Jamacian bobsled team? Who would have thought it?
And yet, his was a voice of reason and reassurance. He offered the team advice and willed them on to the end of the races, giving them the motivation they needed. And his wise words still remain true today.Various pictures of John Candy flash across the screen; Candy giving out to the team, Candy getting yelled at by people. Candy looking sad. Then, the pictures turn into a video clip, taken from the movie. Candy giving out to the team again.John CandyJust shut up, Sanka. Now maybe you haven't noticed, but we aren't exactly winning any popularity contests here. They hate me; they hate you; they hate us! Now if we're even gonna think about qualifying, we're each gonna have to sit down and take a nice deep look inside. I didn't come all this way to get my butt whipped! As a matter of fact, now that I'm here, I thought I'd do a little whipping of my own! Good night, gentlemen!Voice OverHe didn’t come here to get his ass kicked. Candy doesn’t like to get his ass kicked. And in fact, he wants to kick ass. And he’s not the only Candy that can say that.The pictures of John Candy fade away, as they are replaced by… Voice Over“Hard Candy” by Madonna Released April 25, 2008
Yes, Madonna may be going through a bit of a rough patch at the moment. And yes, the album may not be considered everyone’s cup of tea. However, it did contain a duet with....The picture fades into another….Voice OverJustin Timberlake. Can you deny Justin Timberlake? He appeared on this album, so to deny the power of Candy is to deny the power of the Timberlake, and no one is that crazy, are they? Behold his chiseled good looks, his amazing smile and his god-given fashion sense. He believed in Candy, and so should you.The picture again fades, but instead of a person appearing this time, instead we get a picture of some large Gobstopper sweets.Voice OverThe Gobstopper. One of the most feared pieces of candy in the world. Although it is small, its might is supreme, and has cost many a people their picture perfect smiles. It’s power is not in it’s size. It is in its ability to surprise people. Always, people underestimate how tough it is going to be. Those people are fools. Candy should never be underestimated.The picture of the piece of candy now fades away, as the screen stays black for a few moments. Slowly, one last picture appears on the screen.Voice OverDave Tyler. AKA. The Candyman! As inspirational as John Candy. As amazing as Justin Timberlake. As tough as a gobstopper. These are just three of the numerous qualities which Dave Tyler exhibits. These are but a few reasons why ACW should be looking forward to the debut of The Candyman. Because that…
That will be sweet!The picture remains on screen, as words appear across it in the bottom right hand corner.Dave Tyler The Candyman Debuting soon![FADE]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:17:32 GMT -5
Match 1: Chris Williams vs Eddie Packard (Credit: Danny Mainer) Chris Williams VS Eddie Packard Written by Danny Mainer ~TALE OF THE TAPE~ Brought to you by the Interrupting Co-MOOOOOOOO!
~Representing ACW: Chris Williams~ Hometown: Detroit, Michigan Age: 23 Weight: 230lbs Height: 6’3 Past Titles: GWF United States Title Finishing Move: Boiling Point (Over the Shoulder Belly to Back Piledriver), TNT DDT (Cyclone)
~Representing DSW: Eddie Packard~ Hometown: Atlanta, Georgia Age: 35 Weight: 294lbs Height: 6’5 Past Titles: APE Heavyweight Champion (X2), APE Extreme Champion (X1) Finishing Move: Fatal Halo (Double Underhook Lifting 180 Facebuster) The lights in the arena fade into darkness. The low murmur of the crowd begins to grow into an excited hum, as two floodlights flash on, bathing the crowd in light. The floodlights quickly scan the crowd, making for a cool lighting effect. Suddenly, familiar music hits the speakers….
As “Headstrong” by Trapt is booming from the speakers, strobe lights adorning the stage light up like wildfire, flashing along to every beat. The crowd noise is quickly rising, as they are slowly figuring out who is about to show up. As the chorus hits, a silver shower of sparks begins to rain from overtop the entranceway. Looking through the shower of sparks, the fans see a black figure moving slowly toward the falling pyro.Back off, I’ll take you on! Headstrong to take on anyone! I know that you are wrong! Headstrong, we're headstrong ! Back off I'll take you on! Headstrong to take on anyone! I know that you are wrong, And this is not where you belong!As soon as “belong” hits the speakers, fireworks go off up and down the ramp, and out from behind the shower of sparks walks Chris Williams! The crowd erupts into a frenzy as Chris thrusts his right arm into the air, looking up and pointing to the sky. Camera flashes are sparkling like crazy throughout the entire arena to capture this moment. Williams, wearing his wrestling attire, looks out into the crowd, full of dedicated fans, and grins. He walks down the ramp, shaking hands with as many fans as he can on his way to the ring. He slides into the ring, and walks into his corner.And then, Drag the Waters by Pantera hits with the Cowbell and riff intro ringing out through the audience. Eddie storms out of the curtain angrily jumping out throwing his arms to his sides showing pure rage. Eddie then makes a B-line straight for the ring sliding under the bottom rope with the sheer intention of giving Williams Hell in the ring. Eddie makes it up to his feet, his pointing to the audience posing with his amazing physique on display. Then, he twists his head back to Chris as the bell rings and his music dies down. The two men are staring each other dead in the face not even slightly intimidated the other. Though Eddie towers over Chris by 2 inches Chris doesn’t look slightly put off. When the combat starts and they square up to each other as the opening contest of Samhain starts to commence. Eddie offers a glove cladded hand towards Chris. Chris accepts the shake but Eddie drops to the floor taking down Chris at the same time. Eddie immediately rolls onto the offence and violently flops onto Chris with an elbow strike letting out a bellowing roar before doling vicious strikes right to the face. However on about the 3rd shot Chris grabs the fist heading straight for his temple and twists it hurting the wrist of Eddie allowing Chris to hit Eddie right back in the face. Eddie disorientated now as Chris throws the bigger man off by clocking him in the jaw. Eddie falls off and Chris quickly rolls up and follows the offence with a fore-arm to the head. Eddie falls on his back and Chris cinches a side-on head sleeper. Eddie writhes and retaliates by elbowing Chris in the ribs repeatedly. McNally: Samhain being kicked off here with this brutal contest between Chris Williams and Eddie Packard representing English wrestling company Dark Sunrise Wrestling!Edison: Oh yeah! They may not be as famous or as big as us but their guys know how to brawl, look at this mammoth Eddie with those elbows.Chris breaks the hold but he doesn’t stop his offence as while he lets go to bring his arm back to him he hits Eddie in the face in this rough and tumble match. Chris then flings himself forward with a knee to the skull before then shifting himself to the bottom end of the fallen Eddie grabbing his legs and rolling him onto the front with a Single Leg Crab. Eddie quickly powers out of this though flicking his leg sending Chris flying into the ropes. Chris bounces off and as he runs back to the centre of the ring Eddie drops him with a stiff clothesline. Both men on the floor Eddie props himself up and then flicks himself forward for an elbow to Chris’s chest. The crowd are roaring with delight at this fast-paced opening battle as Chris splutters at the impact. Edison: Woah! ACW, we should sign this Packard guy as he’s ROUGH!McNally: Don’t tread on Chris, he’s a fighter for a reason y’know!.And it’s showing now as Chris and Eddie now kneeling begin to club each other in the head slowly working their way up to their feet with flurries of strikes still being thrown at lightning fast pace. Eddie grabs the wrist of Chris throwing him at the ropes and as he rebounds Chris launches himself with a flying shoulder block however Eddie leaps out of the way as Chris manages to land on his feet furthering his speed. Chris bounces off the ropes as Chris returns for yet another flying Shoulder Block but this time Eddie remains in place bracing as Chris crashes into him. Chris’s momentum doesn’t knock him down like expected and Eddie only takes a few steps back in recoil. Edison: Wow! What balance!McNally: I’ll say, the man can take some force!Eddie glares threateningly at Chris who isn’t put off opting instead of being distracted to just punch Eddie in the face with a huge driving force. Eddie surprised at the raw power of the shot checks his jaw to see it’s not located. However he puts a hand out to Chris telling him to stop. Eddie opens his mouth and puts a finger rubbing gently along the lower gum. He pulls it out again showing a bloody finger to Chris immediately raging up, grimacing as his extended finger turns into a fist with his other arm swinging out to hit Chris in the head. Chris ducks and clocks Eddie with the first real throw of the night, an STO driving Eddie onto his neck. Chris is back on his feet instantly though and he turns to the left sprinting at the ropes before driving an elbow right to the chest violently. McNally: Blood already?! Wow. Packard is getting wailed on here.Edison: Chris is fighting for ACW here. He’s doing us proud.Chris kicks Eddie rapidly in the head showing no remorse as he stomps him like a bag of grapes. Chris then grabs Eddie and yanks him up to his feet. Groggy, Eddie is defenceless as Chris ducks behind him and applies a Sleeper hold swinging violently to strangle the life out of Eddie. However his danger senses spring to life and Eddie begins to thrash around to break the clutch. Chris instinctively piggybacks onto Eddie to clutch his stranglehold but this plays directly into Eddie’s hands. Eddie furiously sprints backwards into a turnbuckle crushing Chris internally. Chris lets out a massive groan as he releases Eddie. Eddie walks powerfully out of the corner, furious and as he turns around Eddie lifts him straight up over his head effortlessly. Chris’s eyes open wide in terror as he is suddenly plunged into a world of danger. Eddie turns and throws him spine first and upside down into the turnbuckle. McNally: OOFT! That’s gotta’ hurt!Edison: Agreed! That’s like torture!Now sat upside down in the turnbuckle he is at the mercy of Eddie who looks for another high-power move of the same calibre. Eddie grabs Chris and drags him roughly out of the corner before hoisting him up over the head once again. No resistance is met as Chris is seemingly lifeless. Eddie standing centre of the ring prepares for the big finish holding Chris effortlessly in the air… Eddie starts to lift him up and down with a huge smug grin on his face but he stops before he hits the final move. Eddie: “Your dad is roasting in Hell, Chris!” Then he attempts the Samoan Drop but when Chris ends up on the shoulder he delivers a sick thud elbow directly to the jaw. Chris rapidly slides down the back as Eddie has no idea what’s going on. Within seconds Eddie is up on the shoulders of Chris before being dropped face-first onto the mat with sickening force. Chris rolls away as Eddie bounces violently off of the mat. The referee immediately checks on him as he lies spread out on the floor, mouth agape and a thin streak of blood going from the right side of his chin across to the left of his forehead. Chris can be seen on both knees visibly fuming, the comment having sunk in deep as the referee first examines the jaw. Suddenly, a few EMT’s swarm the ring all surrounding him and checking up on him while the referee calls for the bell. Phillip Jones: The winner of this match by Knockout… CHRIS… WILLIAAAAAAMS! The crowd cheer as Headstrong hits again. The scene ends with Chris just staring at Eddie slowly reviving. FADE
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:19:52 GMT -5
Segment: This is where it all comes crashing down Credit: Bryce
With Samhain well and truly underway at this point in time we switch from ringside to a backstage shot, standing there is ACW superstar Bryce. Bryce is wearing his usual in-ring attire, he looks to be serious and indicates that he has something to say as the camera finishes zooming in.
Bryce: Tonight live on pay-per-view you people will have the opportunity to witness something that happens once in a blue moon. Nope, it isn't seeing the International Title change hands...again, neither is it the chance to see Wayde Russeller actually defend his so called title. Hell, it's not even Bored Kay London losing a match. Nope. It's a little something that rarely occurs in this modern day and age, it's a little something that you see even less of in ACW. It's a little something that I like to call justice.
As Bryce continues to speak the intensity of his voice increases with it.
Bryce: I'm not talking about the war in Iraq, and I'm sure as hell not talking about the starving children in third world countries. No. I'm talking about the miscarriage of justice that is going on in this very company right now, I'm talking about how people percept other people. I'm talking about how XS3 has treated me since I returned to this company at the start of this month. I'm talking about how XS3 thinks he is better than other people. I'm talking how about XS3 thinks he is in a different class to the rest of the roster.
Bryce talks with an expression on his face that would indicate that he believes every word of what he is saying.
Bryce: In the past month not only have I been unfairly victimized by XS3 - otherwise known as Matthew - I have been treated like a thug. Not only have I been a target of vicious lies by the aforementioned, but Bryce has also clearly been on the receiving end of slander. Why has XS3 has done this to you, you could ask - well it's simple really, it's because XS3 is afraid. XS3 is afraid that the industry is moving on without him. XS3 is afraid that the industry is leaving him behind. Do you know what? XS3 is right, he is being left behind. Further behind than he could ever imagine.
There is a clarity never before seen in the eyes of Bryce as he speaks.
Bryce: XS3 sees Bryce and he sees someone that he cannot possibly compete with. In the past 8 years of his career he hasn't achieved anything notable, and seeing someone as athletic as I, as talented as I and just damn right better than him in every aspect, despite being a rookie in this industry frightens him. It makes XS3 realise that sooner or later time is going to catch up to him, and this past month I can tell you he sped up that process by a considerable amount. XS3 has tried to mask his fear by demanding that I respect the veterans of this industry, by demanding that I respect him. However, the real reason is still plain as day to me.
Bryce stops to shake his head from side to side before continuing again.
Bryce: Still, I have no reason to respect the veterans of ACW, much less XS3. It doesn't matter what you have achieved, nor does it matter the amount of years you've been "around" this industry - whether it's 2 or 15 - I reserve my respect for those that deserve it. ACW is full to the breaking point of people who rely on others, people who daren't dare to stand on their own two feet - people who don't even know the meaning of the word "respect". XS3 is one of them. He says he's wrestled for 8 years, but really what he means is he has "hung" around for 8 years. In ACW he has done much the same that he has for his entire career, he's stood in the shadow of others. Not daring to step out and rely on himself for once. Well, tonight you're going to have to, Matthew.
Bryce takes one final deep breath before speaking one last time.
Bryce: Tonight, Matthew, you're going to realise that over the past month you've collectively made the biggest mistake of your entire life, let alone your career. You're nothing in this industry, and tonight I, The Epitome of Athleticism, will make sure your name is stamped out for good. You see Matthew, I'm not only doing this because I think you're a useless imbecile, I'm doing this because to hear your name even being associated with ACW tarnishes the reputation of not only ACW but the entire industry. I hope you have your leaving or retiring speech prepared beforehand, once you step out into that ring tonight because I guaran-dam-tee that it will too late for you to step out of the shadow. Tonight, Matthew, is where your career all comes crashing down before your very eyes.
As Bryce finishes he spends the next moments staring directly into the camera with the look of a deluded man. He begins to smirk sadistically before chuckling and heading off as the scene slowly begins to fade to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:21:10 GMT -5
Match 2: Respect Vs Career Match Bryce Vs XS3 (Credit: Bryce and XS3) Philip enters the ring and prepares to announce what could be one man's last match ever.Philip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Maple Creek, Saskatchewan, Canada, weighing in at 280 lbs, "The Exemplar" XS3! The crowd cheers as XS3's new theme, "Two Weeks" by All That Remains, kicks in along with blue lights. Out from the back appears XS3, who pauses to look on and listen to the audience's reactions before finally deciding to head down the ramp, high-fiving some fans along the way. When he approaches ringside, XS3 takes in a deep breath then exhales, wondering what the ring will hold for him tonight. Finally, XS3 slides into the ring under the bottom rope and stands on the second rope, raising his left arm in the air before hopping down onto the canvas.Philip: And his opponent, from Palo Alto, California, weighing in at 215 lbs, Bryce! The opening squeal of "I Don't Wanna Stop" hits the arena and the crowd is already booing as Bryce makes his way down to the ring with a smirk on his face. He looks up at the ring and shakes his head at his opponent before entering the ring. Bryce taunts the fans once he does then turns to face XS3.Philip: The following stipulations are applied to this match: Should XS3 win, Bryce is to shake his opponent's hand. Should Bryce win, XS3 is forced to retire permanently. Philip then leaves the ring and leaves Bryce and XS3 to stare down in the ring.Bell rings. Once the sound of the bell hits, XS3 locks up with Bryce and throws him into the turnbuckle before assaulting him with furious fists. The ref backs XS3 up but it falls on deaf ears as XS3 then drives some knees into the corner, forcing the air out of Bryce. XS3 then goes to whip Bryce off the ropes but the cocky one has other plans and he takes down XS3 with a leaping clothesline followed by a series of fists. Bryce then stomps away at XS3 before picking up his nemesis and throwing him into the corner. He hits a series of chops before attempting to whip XS3 into the opposite corner. XS3 holds onto the rope and whips Bryce back into the corner, following up with a clothesline that knocks Bryce down. XS3 then backs up and quickly dropkicks Bryce before pulling him towards the center and covering for a two count. XS3 then looks over at the fans and smirks before picking up Bryce and whipping him off the ropes. XS3 connects with a flying forearm smash, landing on Bryce for a two count. Bryce is then picked up again and set up for a half nelson slam. However, Bryce counters this with an elbow strike to the side of XS3's head then turns the hold into a Russian leg sweep. Bryce then follows up with a rolling senton before standing and looking up at the crowd. He throws his arm in an X, mocking his fallen opponent to boos. Bryce doesn't care as he picks up XS3 and heads over to the ropes, springing off and turning into a crossbody. XS3 catches him but Bryce has other ideas and hits an impressive tornado DDT out of nowhere. Bryce covers XS3 but only gets two. Bryce then goes over to XS3 and leaps up, dropping an elbow on XS3 in attempt to keep him down for good measure. He attempts another but XS3 rolls out of the way and gets to his feet, smacking Bryce right in the chest with a chop. Bryce is then whipped off the ropes and ready to be hit with the Closing Moment. However, Bryce fights out of it and goes for an enzuigiri. XS3 ducks under the strike and grabs Bryce, nailing a Complete Shot out of nowhere. Bryce rolls under the ropes and heads outside to regain his composure. XS3 also leaves the ring in an attempt to stop Bryce from possibly walking off. Bryce surprises XS3 with an elbow strike then uses all his might to ram XS3 into the apron, spine-first. Bryce rolls XS3 back in the ring and covers him for a two count. XS3 is starting to get up but Bryce is there to hit a snapmare. He then follows up with a dropsault to the back of XS3's head before covering him, getting two once again. Bryce then grabs the arm of the fallen XS3 and leaps up, driving his knee into the arm to do some damage. The strikes set up Bryce perfectly for him to lock in an armbar. XS3 begins to feel the pain of this move and Bryce is practically screaming at him to quit, just like he feels he should have done weeks ago. XS3 does not quit just yet and he kicks out, getting to the bottom rope with his leg. The ref tells Bryce to break the hold and he does so, not wanting to be disqualified against XS3 of all people. Bryce then goes to pick up XS3, who catches Bryce with an inside cradle. Bryce kicks out before three then gets up and levels XS3 with a clothesline. Bryce then drags XS3 over to the corner and heads up top, looking for the Equilibrium. He taunts the crowd before he does so and flies off. However, Bryce gets nothing but canvas as XS3 rolls out of the way in the nick of time. Both men are getting to their feet as Bryce is seen holding his ribs. XS3 is back to his feet and he throws some punches that connect. XS3 then whips Bryce off the ropes and ducks under a clothesline, hitting a back suplex and bridging for a two count. XS3 then hits the spinning side kick and follows through with a double arm DDT. The crowd is starting to get back on XS3's side as he begins to ascend the turnbuckle. He looks on at the fans before leaping off with a body splash. Bryce sticks his knees up at the last minute and XS3 lands on them rather painfully. XS3 holds his ribs in pain now too as Bryce gets back to his feet and waits for XS3 to get up. Once he does, Bryce bounces off the ropes and hits XS3 with… the Shadow Step! The crowd boos as Bryce lands on XS3 for the pin. Much to his dismay, he only gets two. Bryce then picks up XS3 by the hair but is surprised with a quick jawbreaker, which sets him up for the Closing Moment. Bryce is hurdled halfway across the ring and XS3 now waits for Bryce to get up. Bryce is back to his feet and XS3 picks him up with the torture rack. Before the fans can say "Burning Cradle", Bryce slips out and hits a quick Equalizer. Bryce then heads over to the ropes and steps onto the apron. He attempts the Springboard California Hangover but XS3 blocks the attack by sticking his arms up. Bryce gets back to his feet but just like that, XS3 picks him up and hits the Burning Cradle to a big pop from the fans. XS3 covers Bryce but gets only two. XS3 gets back to his feet and heads over to the ropes, signaling for the Shadow Step. The crowd begins to cheer as XS3 sees Bryce get to his feet. XS3 charges at his foe but Bryce manages to hit a surprise Flash of Brilliance. XS3 is on spaghetti legs and Bryce now finally manages to hit the Californication. XS3 drops to the canvas and Bryce covers, hoping to finally end XS3's career and put him out of his misery. Before the ref can reach three, XS3 places his foot on the bottom rope and the ref has no choice but to stop the count. Bryce is in total shock as he begins arguing with the ref over the count. Bryce then goes over and attempts to pick up XS3. However, XS3 surprises him by grabbing Bryce's legs and flipping forward with a jackknife pin. Bryce kicks out before three then gets back to his feet. He goes over to XS3 and applies an arm wrench. However, XS3 gets an arm wrench of his own and rushes forward, nailing Bryce with a quick-shot Shadow Step! XS3 lands on Bryce for the pin and gets the 1-2-3. Bell rings. Philip: Here is your winner, XS3! XS3 stands up from the pin and looks up at the fans with a grin on his face. The ref helps him up to his feet then raises his arm in victory. Bryce is beginning to stir and he can't believe it. He had everything he needed to win but still fell short. As XS3 ascends the turnbuckle, he smiles in the fact that he gets to keep his career going for now. He then hops down onto the canvas and turns to face Bryce, who is back up to his feet. XS3 extends his hand out and Bryce looks on, furious.XS3: It's time for you to man up, Bryce. Shake my hand.The crowd then begins to back XS3 with chants of:Crowd: SHAKE HIS HAND! SHAKE HIS HAND! SHAKE HIS HAND! As XS3 approaches closer to Bryce, Bryce grimaces and looks away from his opponent who just managed to defeat him. XS3 waits as Bryce looks down at the ring canvas before glancing around at the people sitting and standing at ringside. Finally Bryce turns, XS3's hand is outstretched in front of him. He closes both his eyes and accepts the handshake. After one second, he pulls away and leaves the ring, disgusted with having to show respect. Bryce then walks up the ramp as XS3 celebrates his victory in the ring.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:21:52 GMT -5
OTA Segment: Friday Night Chronicles (Chapter 1)
“Urrrrrrrrrgh”.
The sound this particular person knows too well, and surely enough the camera fades in to Dan White in smart clothing, waking up from a pretty bad night out the previous night. Well, it would be a bad night out, if he actually knew what the hell he was doing. He looks around his surroundings, and to his dismay discovers that he spent the entire evening sleeping in somebody's front porch. Still clogged up with alcohol, he manages to grab the front post and try to pull himself up. But he slips, thumping the floor and letting out another audible groan. He turns to the front door, and swiftly appears more awake. He looks to his right, and notices an Aston Martin DB9 parked up there. He looks on the floor and notices a set of keys with an “NUFC4EVA” keyring, as well as a Wales flag keyring. He notices the door, and sees a number of scratches around the area where the keyhole is.
Dan: For fuck's sake...
Yep, Dan managed to get all the way home, but yet failed to get into his house, so decided to sleep on the porch. Now our trusted and loved narrator here would love to tell you that around now is the time where all of last night's memories begin to pop up in your mind, with a few blank spots, which over the course of the day you begin to remember, and thus cringe as you realise that yes, it was you that decided to dance on the table topless, before stumbling and falling off, only to be kicked out by some bouncers and everyone looking on and tutting you. But in this case, nothing pops into Dan's head. Not an inkling of a memory. He lies on the floor, trying to picture some kind of story, but absolutely nothing comes into his mind. Not a thing. Something to the right catches his eye, and he turns his head, noticing a briefcase. But not any old briefcase. This navy-blue, steel briefcase bears the letters “FBI”. This sparks a sense of life into Dan's messed up body, and he instantaneously leaps up onto his feet.
Dan: For FUCK'S sake, what the hell did I do last night?!
The next scene see Dan in his kitchen. Let's make a note that this isn't Dan's true home. It's just a place he decided to buy in the rich ACW suburbs in order to get away from the hussle-bussle. In this lifestyle he might see BK walking his daughter to school, or XS3 and his wife-OH WAIT. Anyways, he sits down at the kitchen table, glittered in a fresh white coating, but a simple, wooden table. Out of Ikea? Possibly. Flatpack furniture was always a favourite of Dan's. But yeah, Dan puts the briefcase on the table, and stares at it for a couple of seconds. He tries to open it, but it appears to require a key to open it. Dan sighs, and rests his head on the table. As he does this, something starts to agitate him in his right arm. He reaches in and out a takeaway menu from the sleeve, much to his surprise. He analyses the name of the restaurant:
Phoo King Restaurant
Dan: ¬_¬
But apart from the awful pun for a name, he also notices the it seems to be open 24 hours a day. So looks Dan is set to make an appearance at this Chinese restaurant.
Dan: Ack, better change my clothes, first. And find some fucking alka-seltzer.
To Be Continued.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:22:22 GMT -5
“Chinese Democracy” Credit: American Made [Backstage, a man who has not been seen in quite some time has reamerged at an ACW event. Some may have forgotten his name, but on November 23rd, you will remember once more ... ] Axl Rose: I love your mask dude. American Made: Thanks! It’s made in AMERICA! Axl Rose: It’s fucking bad ass. I should get Buckethead one. American Made: That’s right, made in America where we have DEMOCRACY! And you know where else they have democracy, Axl? Axl Rose: Well, I think I do, Made. [Before can finish the combo by screaming out “China,” the two soon become three as ACW backstage reporter Charlotte King interjects herself into the conversation.] Charlotte King: Axl Rose! My, it has been quite a long time since we have seen you grace the backstage at an ACW event. What brings you to the show? Axl Rose: Well, I was invited by American Made here. I couldn’t pass up the invitation. Charlotte King: That would make sense, considering the relationship you two have had together throughout the years ... Axl Rose: Throughout the years? Are you drunk, girl? We have never officially met before tonight. American Made: That’s right sister, we just met. Charlotte King: Oh I see. I’ll just play along then. Well then, Axl Rose and his *NEW* friend, American Made, what do you think of Made’s chances against Ross Lambert tonight? Axl Rose: Made is going to kick his fucking ass. American Made: I agree, but let me say it again with the vim and vigor that only I possess! Ross Lambert, you want to attack everything I hold near and dear to my heart? You want to piss on the only country that would allow you to do the TRASH that you do? Well let me tell you something “rebel,” I know it’s cool today to attack the traditions and institutions that represent the good qualities of our society, but if you think it makes you a “bad ass,” think again. You see Ross, I got news for you - EVERYONE IS DOING IT. Musicians, entertainers and anyone else who has anything to sell to the masses are doing the EXACT SAME THING you are doing! Oh I hate America! I don’t believe in God! Screw Capitalism! I hate Hulk Hogan! Axl Rose: Hulk Hogan? Who’s he? American Made: Just some Jabroni who wants to be like me. Anyway, the bottom line is that all you tryhards fail to realize is that you aren’t “against the grain” because you are *ALL* doing it! Being a real “rebel” today is believing and supporting the good things in life, like AMERICA! It takes a *REAL* man or woman to speak up and say, “you know what, I love my country and I go to church and believe in families that have more than one parent.” That *IS* what I represent, and if you can’t comprehend what I’m saying, I’ll be more than glad to tell it again to you tonight in that ring! Charlotte: Well as you can see here American Made is fired up! Ross Lambert, you may very well be in for a very, long night! [The red bulb on the camera man’s camera fades away, signaling the end of the interview. That’s a wrap ... or is it?] Charlotte King: Have I ever mentioned how much I like your guy’s hair? Axl Rose: Yeah, uhh .... American Made: Erhm .... come on Axl, we gotta go! [FADE]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:23:00 GMT -5
Match 3: Wayde Russeller’s Open Challenge ACW Entertainment Championship (Credit: Wayde / ??) "Me Against the World" by Simple Plan blasts on the speakers and the lights automatically turn into strobe lights. The fans boo as Wayde Russeller and Diamond Fox emerge on stage. Wayde has his jeans with no shirt and white cowboy hat on. He has the belt wrapped around his waist and his black wrestling boots on. Diamond is wearing short jean booty shorts and a white tank top on with her hair in a pony tail. They make their way to the ring hand in hand ignoring the jeers from the crowd. Wayde climbs up the stairs and into the ring first, holding the ropes open for Diamond. He climbs the turnbuckles and points to the belt a couple times as the lights return to regular. Diamond hands him a mic and his music fades as he goes to talk.Wayde: Ladies and Gentleman, I would like to welcome you all to the best part about Samhain tonight! The biggest match on the WHOLE show! This is Pure Entertainment, this is Wayde Russeller's Open Challenge for the Entertainment Championship!The fans cheer a little at the thought of Wayde losing the belt but boo overall. Wayde: You see, I am a fighting champion. That is why,even though ACW didn't make a title match, I told Ginger about this Open challenge and told him to find ANYONE and EVERYONE. So Gingerdude lets see what you were able to find. Who volunteered to come out and lose to me on a pay p.....Sweet! Sugar! Candyman! “Candyman” by Christina Auguilera starts to play over the speakers, as the crowd look up at the entrance curtain, eager to see whom the unfamiliar music belongs to. Dave Tyler walks out through the curtains, dancing and bobbing along to the music. Red and white lights flash overhead, as Dave holds up his arm to reveal he has a microphone. He continues jiving down the ramp, as he makes his introductions to the ACW fans.Dave Tyler: Waydey Boy, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Dave Tyler. My friends call me the Candyman. They do so cause when I talk, you know that every word that comes out of my mouth is sweet. I talk the talk, but I walk the walk as well. And luckily for you, I have decided that this open challenge is perfect for my debut match.Parts of the crowd are cheering, whiles others are looking at him in a bemused fashion, not sure what to make of him yet. Tyler stops on the ramp, and slaps some of the outstretched hands of fans, his music still playing in the background as he talks.Dave Tyler: I told people I’d be seeking the biggest stage to showcase myself on, a place where I could back up my words and prove my worth. And I can’t think of a bigger one than this pay per view. And hey! If I want to make an impression, why not do so by winning that beautiful Entertainment Championship? If you want to be foolish enough to offer that opportunity to me, then who am I to say no? Tyler reaches the ring and hops up onto the apron, grabbing the top rope for balance. He swings in between the ropes, climbing into the ring, continuing to talk as he does…Dave Tyler: The Candyman as the Entertainment Champion? That! That will be swe….Wayde: HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! OK OK Gingerdude, good job, you "Punked" me or what ever. Now where is my real opponent?Dave Tyler: Ah ha. Ah ha. Oh dude, good one. But you know what Wayde? Don't worry. I'm well used to being underestimated. But when this match starts, you're going to see why people regret doing so. The look on your face when I win this...that will be Pure Entertainment!Wayde takes off his cowboy hat in disbelief that this new guy just stole his line and insulted him.Wayde: Who do you think you are? Do you even know who your talking too? Your talking to the best wrestler to EVER grace the ring! You are talking to Wayde Russeller.Dave Tyler: I am talking to some big guy who thinks cause he has a lot of muscles, he is better than me. I know exactly who I am talking to. I am talking to a champion, but dude. I'm only going to be able to say that for another few minutes. Cause that title is about to undergo a change of ownership. And that my friend…is sweet.Wayde: You have no idea how sweet it will be, for me…Wayde takes off his Entertainment Belt and hands it to Diamond as the contestants get ready for the match.DING DING DING The bell rings as Wayde and Dave start circling round the ring, Dave kind of dancing and strutting his way round it, looking confident despite the size differences. They stop and start to move towards each other, Wayde swinging out to try and grab Dave. Dave ducks his attempt to catch him however, and as Wayde turns round to try again, Dave starts kicking him in the legs, putting all his weight behind the shots. Wayde tries to push him back, but Dave hits the ropes and lunges back forward. He drops down and hits a dropkick to the knee. Wayde holds his leg, trying to get some feeling back into it, as Dave runs at the ropes again. On the rebound though, Wayde grabs him by the head, and keeps him running, throwing him up and over the top rope. Wayde turns his back on Dave and heads back to the center of the ring, but misses the fact that Dave has held on to the top rope. Dave hoists himself onto the apron and does a little dance for the crowd. Wayde turns round, as Dave leaps up to the top rope, springboards forward and extends his body. He lands on top of Wayde, connecting with the cross body! Both men go down, as Dave jumps back to his feet, posing for the crowd, seeking their appreciation for his aerial display. However, he spends too long playing to the crowd; the champ is back on his feet behind Dave, and as Dave turns back around allowing Wayde to lift him up and plant him to the mat with a spinning spinebuster. Candyman doesn't stay down for long though as he jumps back up and Wayde gives him a european uppercut. Tyler stumbles back a little and receives another one that backs him up against the ropes. Wayde throws him off the opposite ropes and they meet in the middle of the ring where Tyler gets a huge boot to the face. Wayde quickly goes for the cover... 1... 2.NO Tyler kicks out as an angered Wayde releases the pin and starts hitting Dave in the face with rights and lefts. Wayde then climbs the turnbuckle and waits for Dave to get up. The second that he is on his feet Wayde flies off the turnbuckle and throws Tyler into the closest turnbuckle with a flying head scissors take down. Wayde goes to the opposite turnbuckle and signals for his trade mark move as he runs and connects with a strong Smith and Wesson. Dave Tyler falls forward and Wayde jumps on him for a cover... 1... 2... NO The crowd cheers as Wayde looks around in shock the new guy won't stay down. Wayde now calculates his plan and he grabs Dave by the hair and sets him up for a power bomb. He lifts Dave in the air and slams him to the mat hard but doesn't let go. Wayde walks to the side of the ring and Dave starts trying to fight off but to no avail as Wayde slams him to the mat again and lifts him back up. Wayde turns and violently slams Tyler down on the top rope which forces him to bounce back as Wayde drops backwards slamming Tyler face first on the mat. Tyler writhes in pain as Wayde goes for another cover. 1... 2... 3!NO! The ref hits the mat a third time before waving off the count because Tyler got his foot on the bottom rope. Wayde jumps up in a fit of fury and gets in the refs face. They sit there yelling at each other as Dave gets a chance to catch his breath and start rolling around. Wayde yells something about the ref needing glasses before the ref warns him that he will disqualify him. Wayde, deciding he doesn't want a loss on his record, turn back to his opponent who, unknowingly to Wayde, has caught almost all of his breath. Wayde turns and picks up Tyler who surprises him and the fans by getting some nice hard rights to the face of Wayde. Wayde catches himself and grabs one of Tylers arms but the energized rookie doesn't miss a beat and he switches to hard kicks to the knees of Wayde. Wayde lets go of the arm of Tyler and grabs his leg. Still thinking on his feet and uses his now free arm to punch Wayde right in the face and then deliver a dropkick to the knees that makes Wayde fall to his knees. Tyler jumps right up to his feet and nails Wayde with an Enziguri that sends him to the mat. As Wayde crawls up to his feet again Tyler comes in with a headbutt the sends Wayde to the corner, however, also makes him stumble a little. He recovers in time and runs straight at Wayde and hits a high knee to his face while landing on the second rope himself. Tyler grabs Waydes head and pushes off the turnbuckle for a hard bulldog. Tyler now climbs the top rope and the fans are on their feet cheering for the young hero. He jumps off to hit a frog splash, unfortunately for him, Wayde is able to roll out of harms way just in time. Tyler see's this and instead of slamming into the mat he shows great athleticism by catching himself in mid air and landing on his feet. He turns to face a shocked Wayde and then jumps almost over Waydes head and connects with an impressive hurricanrana. The fans are now chanting for the rookie heavily. Half the crowd yells out "CANDY" while the other half releases a loud "MAN". Wayde stumbles up to his feet grabbing the refs shirt and pushing him out of the ring "accidentally" on his way up while Dave Tyler shows off an impressive jumping corkscrew roundhouse kick. Edison: DIABETES DISASTER! McNally: The Candy Man might steal the belt! Before Tyler can even attempt to wake up the ref, the fans cheers turn to boos as Sly Fox starts running down the ramp. He slides under the ropes and into the ring and runs to hit a massive clothesline but Tyler ducks under it and runs at ropes, jumps onto the second rope, leaps back, turns in midair and catches Sly into a Lou Thez press. Tyler gets off him and Sly climbs to his feet. He goes to run at Tyler but the ref is up and back in the ring and gets in between. He throws Sly out of the ring as Tyler laughs and waves good bye. That was indeed the biggest mistake Tyler could have made because as he waves good bye Wayde sneaks up behind him and hits a low blow. He jumps to his feet and plants Tyler with Southern Justice and goes for the pin. 1... 2... 3!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:23:25 GMT -5
Wayde jumps off his opponent and throws both hands in the air as Sly and Diamond come in the ring and hug him like he just won the biggest match of his career. The fallen Candy Man rolls out of the ring, knowing one day he will be back for more. Wayde Russeller goes to get his belt but Gingerdude appears on the titan tronGinger: HOLD UP COWBOY! Wayde turns with a confused look on his face as he is handed a micGinger: You're not done yet pal, you still have another opponent! Wayde: I fought my match already. It was an open challenge not an open gauntlet! Ginger: That may be true, however when you came to me bragging that you could defeat any one and you said, "Gingerdude, find me ANYONE and EVERYONE!" Well I found everyone. Lets just say Wayde, your next opponent is a blast from the past. Oh and they had a message for you, Do not wound what you cannot kill! Wayde looks from Diamond to Sly, all trying to figure out what that means.Wayde: What are you talking ab...WELCOME TO DA JUNGLE WE GOT FUN N' GAMES! [/size] The fans explode and jump to their feet at the sound of the musicEdison: IS IT??? COULD IT BE??McNally: Buut he's dead!The music keeps playing as Sly is in fight position and Diamond is hiding behind Wayde who is frozen with his jaw nearly touching the ground. A figure appears on the ramp in baggy jeans and red hood of their face. The figure makes his way down to and into the ring as Wayde backs up a step. Once in the ring the figure stands still for several second before flipping up the hood to reveal Mrs. Red! Wayde lets out a sigh of relief and then laughter.Wayde: First you find the "Candy Man" and now you get me "Slut Girl"? Mrs Red: This is not about the Entertainment Championship Wayde. This is about last time we were face to face when you had me arrested for "threatening" you. Wayde: Really? You went through all this just to say what? What I did was wrong? I'm an asshole? Really?Mrs Red: No, no, no Wayde. I went through all this for so much more than just that. I went through this to remind you of the man you just barely beat. The man who had your number more than anyone else.Wayde: Had my number? I don't know if you recall but before you KILLED him, I beat him one on one. He didn't have shit on me.Mrs Red: Ya know, its funny you should mention that, because as of today, I have been temporarily cleared as a suspect and the cops are moving in on a new suspect sometime soon. And this suspect, they are 99.9% sure he is the one that did it. So that brings up the question I have for you. Why did your jaw get so low when you thought Red was here and still alive? What would he tell the cops?Wayde looks around as the crowd gets quit. He drops the mic and grabs the top of his head not knowing what to do or say. After several minutes, Wayde no longer has to worry about what to do as Sly runs up plants his boot right into Mrs. Reds face. He yells to the ref saying this is still a match. The ref signals for the bell.DING DING DING Wayde drops to the mat and covers her.1... 2... 3! Philip: Here is your winner and STILL Entertainment Champion...WAAAAAYYYYDE RUUUUUUUSSEEELLLER!Sly and Diamond lift up Wayde and hand him his belt. They all walk up the ramp but as they do so, Wayde does not take his eyes off Mrs. Red who is being treated by medics in the ring. They get to the top and Wayde takes one more look back before disappearing behind the curtainFade. OOC: Additional match credits go to Dave Tyler.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:24:38 GMT -5
Segment: Tonight's the Night (Credit: ??)
Tonight you will bear witness to the single most enthrilling event to ever take place in ACW as a whole. Not in a long time has everyone been so curious about what all this is. You all are hanging onto my every word.
So do you have any idea as to who I am? I don't think so. That's why this is so much more enjoyable. You won't know what to do when you find out who I am. Maybe you'll be happy. Maybe you'll be upset. And just maybe, I won't give a damn. We'll never know until it's time.
Samhain. Tonight I give new meaning to this Pay-Per-View. No one is going to talk about the title matches tonight. You won't go to some little douche's blog and see "Did you see what happened in the BK London/Kudo Yasuda match? It was awesome!"
No, they'll be talking about my exploits. This is a personal guarantee.
Now I won't leave you with some crummy tag line. Most people will tell you to expect the unexpected. They'll tell you that I will strike. They'll tell you that's the right touch. Or they'll even say that it's nothing but the truth. But I won't say anything like that because it's not my style.
My final words are always my actions and tonight you'll experience that first hand.
Tonight is the night for memorable actions and mine will top the list...
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:25:25 GMT -5
Match 4: American Made Vs. Ross Lambert (Credit: American Made) ..::SAMHAIN::.. AMERICAN MADE VS. ROSS LAMBERT ..::2008::..
Time limit: 15 Minutes Referee: Raymond Allen Fleming
-* Tale of the Tape *-
American Made Age: 30 Height: 6'7" Weight: 353 lbs. Hometown: American City, America
Ross Lambert Age: 29 Height: 6'5" Weight: 294 lbs. Hometown: Temecula, California On the right side of the stage set, a group of musicians rise up from the open graves. Upon closer inspection, it is none other than Rob Zombie, Jay Yuenger, Sean Yseult & John Tempesta - the one and only WHITE ZOMBIE! Shortly after, the opening beats of “More Human than Human” blast throughout the arena, signaling the entrance of ROSS LAMBERT! Lambert steps out with an American flag which he tosses in one of the empty graves, a show of disrespect that incites the crowd!“Fast” Eddie Edison: What an unbelievable show of disrespect for this country! Desiring someone to teach Ross a lesson in manners, the crowd will soon be obliged! Smoke rises from the graveyard that surrounds both sides of the ramp. As the lights dim, fans can see the shadowy outline of a man rising from one of the graves. After a few moments a spotlight drops into that very spot, revealing the Godfather of Soul .... ZOMBIE JAMES BROWN!Zombie James Brown: UGH! YEAH! FEEL GOOD! WOOYEAH! The opening beats to “Living in America” start up and out comes the star-spangled hero, AMERICAN MADE! The fans roar in unison as soon as they see him, a gesture that is returned in kind with a biceps pose! Turning a bit more serious, American Made points to Ross in the ring who is taunting him with every step. Quickening his pace, Made just can’t wait to shut the mouth of this anti-American man! Ross does not evacuate the ring as soon as American Made enters, a sign of total disrespect. This causes Made to almost shoulder him out of the way as he rips his t-shirt off, a gesture that is returned with a blind side attack! The move causes RAF to signal for the bell, and just like that, we are underway!~!~DING,DING,DING~!~ American Made locks up with Ross and it is Ross with a quick advantage. With a series of right hands he staggers the American hero and soon brings him to his back with a leaping knee strike. American Made then lays on the mat for around a minute as Ross pummels from above with his feet. One pick up later, Made is Irish whipped into the far corner but he fires out of it and takes Ross down with a running lariat. Ross gets turned inside out with its impact and American Made takes full advantaged of his down adversary by dropping a large elbow on the back of his head. Dizzy, Ross rolls out of the ring and tries to collect his thoughts but will not be given the proper time to do so! From behind a following American Made attacks by pushing Ross into the ringside barricade! Ross goes flipping over the barricade and lands directly into the fans. They scatter out of the way as American Made leaps over the barricade and lifts Ross to his feet! Two thunderous hands later, Ross is send flying up to the third row where fans once again get out of the way. As referee Fleming tries to restore order, he is given an opportunity to call the match in favor of American Made as Ross takes a chair and cracks him in the head with it. Fleming instead allows the match to continue, much to the delight of the Samhain crowd! “Fast” Eddie Edison: Smart call by Fleming to allow this to continue! These fans paid good money to see this, and see this they shall! The fabric on American Made’s mask might have softened the blow somewhat but his head is certainly still ringing as a result! To RAF’s delight Ross throws Made over the barricade and follows this action up by rolling him back into the ring. Hoping to cut the big man’s moment down, Ross slaps on a chinlock. The crowd gets behind American Made, and using their energy, he begins to fight his way out of the hold. Ross, however, has other plans. Holding onto A.M.’s wrist, he swings him into a snap DDT known as the CRIPPLING LOSSES! A.M.’s head gets crunched into the canvas and Ross hopes to keep him there with a flying elbow known as the XG-ATTACK! With American Made suffering two of his most deadly moves, Ross tries his luck by leaping on top of him and hooking his leg! ONE!
TWO T ... KICK OUT!!! American Made rolls his shoulder and lives to fight another day. Angered, Ross breaks out even more punishing moves. American Made is a big man, one not easy to lift. Be this as it may, Ross’ American hatred compels him to do exactly that as he advances forward with a SILENCE OF THE LAMBS! The gut buster/flapjack has all but put the nail on the coffin as far as Ross Lambert is concerned. Picking Made up by the mask, he is ready to head back and celebrate a victory against America! Priming the SOULNADO, Ross hoists TK up onto his shoulders ... or does he?! Clamping his feet onto the ground, Made becomes an unmoveable object and begins to power up with the help of the crowd! Seeing this several times before, Lambert is simply beside himself and does all he can to throw American Made off his new surge of energy! “Fast” Eddie Edison: I think the THUNDER has just been turned UP! Maxwell McNally: I see we are going to have to come up with a new, clever name for this ... American Made shakes off each right hand of Ross as if it was a feather hitting him. Blocking the final hand, Made returns fire with a wicked right hand that knocks Lambert straight into the back ropes! Ross bounces off with tremendous force right into American Made’s big boot! Like a domino Ross falls and American Made goes for it all! Bouncing off the ropes for added momentum, American Made leaps up and then down with a big leg drop known as the OL’ GLORY LEG DROP! Right across Ross’s neck it lands, knocking the wind and all sense straight out of him! One hook of the leg later, it is indeed - America, fuck yeah! ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!! Phillip: And here is your winner, AMERICAN MADE!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:26:05 GMT -5
Segment: Benedict Anderson (Credit: BK London)
Secretary: Gingerdude will see you now Mr. Anderson...
Before we even fade back in, we hear the feminine voice of Gingerdude's secretary - and the senior citizen known as Charles Anderson waltzes into the office of the Chairman of the Board. While he doesn't necessarily know what this meeting is for, to him - it can't be simply more than anything beyond the tour their embarking on and any more plans they have.
However, it's so much more.
Gingerdude doesn't exactly appear to be in the same playful mood as his peer.
Charles Anderson: Jonathan my good man, how may I help you today? You're looking younger every time I see you, you must be using that cream my wife suggested.
Chairman Gingerdude can smell the fakeness, the bullshit, everything as if it were the odor of rum hovering around his mouth everytime he talked.
Chairman Gingerdude: Sit down Mr. Anderson.
Now noticing the cold stare of Gingerdude, Anderson is quite perplexed at what's going on currently. Nonetheless, he abides by the Chairman's order and sits down before the man.
Charless Anderson: Jonathan, what's wrong?
Chairman Gingerdude: Mr. Anderson, in 2004, I employed you to Alpha Championship Wrestling because of your savy ideas that allowed the company to float over the few months that it managed to stand on it's feet. I brought you to ACW because of your 30 years of experience in the wrestling business, and when I brought you - I made you the Senior VP of the Board of Directors.
Charles Anderson: And for that, I thank you again. But what's all this about?
Chairman Gingerdude: This...this is about treason my friend.
It suddenly hit Mr. Anderson. Only two words are going through his head at the moment, "oh" and "shit".
Chairman Gingerdude: I gave you an opportunity to provide for your family Mr. Anderson, hell - I gave your son Kevin the interviewing job that he has settled into over the past couple of years, yet you still betrayed me.
Charles Anderson: I don't know what you're talking about.
Chairman Gingerdude: Oh really. You know, it's not quite often I make use of the video cameras scattered around the ACW arena. But upon hearing a bit of news of this little "compensation" for managing to get Stephan Russo as the head Chairman, I think it was well worth the expense. You see, July 28th was the dat my friend. July 28th was the darkest day in ACW history, and I have YOU to thank for that. Now while ACW respects your opinion, and your belief that the company would better been watched over the eye of two men, ACW does not respect people who are simply in it for the money. ACW does not respect people who accept bribes. Therefore, ACW does not respet you - and I'm pretty sure the feeling is mutual.
Anderson can only stare at Ginger with a scowl on his face, the plan that was hatched more than 3 months ago has been found out - and he has an idea who managed to spill the beans.
Chairman Gingerdude: While you are the Senior VP of the Board, I am not going to fire you. You see, you are 66 years old Charles - far older than anyone in this company currently, so what I suggest is that you enact your retirement - immediately. If you continue to stay around here, with me knowing exactly what you have done, you will only be hurting yourself in the long run. I've got the necessary paper work, and you've got enough money to last you in your golden years. Now I suggest you get out of my office...and never look back..
The scowl is still there in full effect, absolutely speechless - Anderson gets up from his seat and storms out of the room. But before he can reach that door, Gingerdude calls for him once more.
Chairman Gingerdude: Oh and Charles. If you do see Mr. Russo, please tell him that I would like to talk to him - face to face.
Anderson continues to storm out, and the scene fades out with one more shot at the former Senior VP of the Board of Directors.
Fade Out
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:27:24 GMT -5
Segment: Mic check one two.. we recordin? Credit: Steele/XS3
WARNING: CONTAINS LANGUAGE THAT KIDS WILL NOT - AW FUCK IT JUST READ.
Samhain is getting off to a good start as we've already seen some newcomers battle and in just a few moments, XS3 puts his career on the line against the young and very cocky superstar, Bryce. As we fade into the RSX3 Locker Room, we see International Champion, Jake Steele preparing for his Ladder Match later on in the evening with rival Jay Zero and OCW soldier Henry McKaye. We also see XS3 writing down some notes on a piece of paper and nodding his head a bit as if a song were playing. Steele looks over to him and stops his pre-match training as he wonders what his stablemate is doing.
Steele - Yo X, tonight gon' be real easy for us. I know you got dat sucka Bryce in check. Train gon' destroy dat african mothafucka' Sijweh, and you know I got my ladder match wrapped up.[/color]
XS3 continues to scribble in his pad more, before he realizes Steele was talking to him. He looks up and responds.
XS3: Fuck yeah man...
Steele - Yo, what you writin' down in dat pad?[/color]
XS3: Just a few rhymes.
Steele - Oh shit. I didn't know you wrote Dr. Seuss stories. Dat's ill.[/color]
XS3 looks up at Steele and just shakes his head before responding.
XS3: No... Rhymes like y'know, raps.
Steele - You spit?... Let me hear a quick freestyle from you.[/color]
XS3 puts his notepad and clears his throat.
XS3: There are days when sometimes I just feel like I'm screamin' / Hey Matt, you were right, this is waking the demon / But being a werewolf is not what I'm meanin' / I'mma shock the world like Metallica's "Blood And Semen"!
Steele is shocked. He smirks and replies with his own freestyle.
Steele - "I'm broke now, but I'm tryna stack a g/ So before I die I'll put air in a bag and charge people to breathe/ Shootin lyrics out faster than a nigga 'bout to sneeze/ Born with asthma/ I came out the womb and all I could do was puff n' heave/ Illogically violent, attackin for no reason/ Whenever I go to church some old bitch keeps yellin "you heathen!"
Without a second thought XS3 stands up and goes face to face with Steele. They share a brief staredown before turning to the camera and showing off two goofy smiles.
XS3: And now we give a shoutout to a guy named Wayde Russler / who we found backstage sticking his dick inside of Dan White's Hustler / CROWD EXPLODES WITH CHEERS as soon as I start this rap / I think it might be time for him to quit clap clap clap.[/color]
Steele - Made a poll on .com, asking whether or not he should leave/ I vote yes/ Matter fact I'll help you when I stick this machetti in you and watch your blue blood bleed/ Laughin all the way to the bank/ with other people's money/ It's not my fault that I'm attracted to Christine, she's a snowbunny![/color]
XS3 stops and glares over at Steele, who mouths the words sorry and they continue.
XS3: 'Oy, all you buggers' and 'oy, all me muggers', enough with the english speak, you muthafuckaz / something ain't right, something just isn't tight, not even the asshole of one Daniel White / The scene kid, the mean kid, he means shit, I've seen it, doesn't like wrestling but he's MJ, he beats it / the only thing that warms his ice cold demeanor is the oncoming fury of Freeman's weiner
Steele - Jason Freeman/ Stuck to OCW's semen/ No reason why your mouth is filled with more man liquid than a 14 year old girl in a R. Kelly piss sequence/ Please stop breathin/ Since day one you been leechin/ I put a robe on and start preachin/ "In verse 2, chapter 8, the book of genesis"/ thou shalt not kick it to me with kenneth kicks/ Stickin dicks/ in places men shouldn't have them in/ Try to fathom it/ You dont have to, cause FREEMAN LOVES ACID DICK![/color]
The crowd reels back in a "OHHHHH" as XS3 and Steele are dissing anybody they see fit too.
XS3: And Kudo Yasuda, better listen up good / I hope you win the title, BK's scared, he probably should / Because as far as I know, you are not going to tap out / Cause the Yakuza Knee is going to knock all the crap out / of BK, there's no other way / at the end of the day / We will have a new champ and we'll celebrate with style / And stop OCW's campaign of being vile
Steele - Cause it's/ RSX3, till we D.I.E/ Can't be seen/ We ghost/ Floatin all over ya TV screen/ RSX3, the original G's/ Samhain is upon us... Happy Halloween![/color]
Steele and XS3 do a soul shake as the crowd is laughing their asses off at this very random turn of events. XS3 heads out of the room for his match coming up as we fade.
OOC: This was just a segment people. If anyone was offended, then uh, our bad. >_>
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:30:42 GMT -5
Match 5: Thunder Train vs. Sijweh Anguta (Credit: Train) The crowd is still red hot as the camera pans around. The fans notice the flying camera and jump to their feet waving their arms like total idiots...But, the camera shortly stops moving and we switch angles to see Phillip Jones in the ring.Phillip: Ladies and Gentlemen the following match is scheduled for one fall! Deliberation by Katatonia plays over the arena and the crowd stands on their feet and begins to African dance (>_>)! Sijweh Anguta makes his way out from behind the curtain and has a confident look on his face. He slaps a few of the fans hands on the ramp then approaches the ring. He slides in and raises his arms up.Phillip: Introducing first, from Iqaluit, Nunavut, weighing in at 210 pounds, SIJWEH ANGUTAAAAAAAA!!! The crowd lets out a big cheer once more as Sijweh climbs the turnbuckle. He goes to the second rope and raises his arms in the air again. He jumps down and stares at the entrance ramp. Gourmet Race Metal Version then plays which fills the arena with boos. Thunder Train walks out and stares Sijweh dead in the eyes. He slowly walks down the ramp to piss off the crowd.
He gets to the ring steps and some man tries to hit him, Train looks back at him then threatens to punch the man. The man cowers away and Train laughs. He walks up the ring steps and enters the ring.Phillip: And his opponent, from The End of the Tracks, weighing in at 360 pounds, THUNDER TRAINNNNNNNNN!! Train stares at Sijweh, who is pacing around the ring a bit. Train stands still waiting for the bell. But before anything can happen Gingerdude appears on the screen.Gingerdude: Hey Train, Sijweh. You remember how I said I had a surprise? Well..I'm adding a special guest referee to this match! The crowd cheers at the announcement while Train starts to look uneasy. "Blind" by Silverchair plays next and the crowd lets out a big pop for the special referee as Rattlesnake makes his way out to the ring. Inside the ring, Train starts throwing a fit, while Sijweh looks on, laughing. Snake slides into the ring and Train gets right into his face. Snake warns him to back off and Train goes to the opposite side of the ring. Snake looks at both men then calls for the bell.*Bell Rings* Right away the two men walk around the ring, looking for their opening. Sijweh, however, slides out of the ring and walks around. Train follows him with his eyes then realizes something, Snake isn't counting. Train turns around and yells at Snake "DO YOUR JOB!" This is what Sijweh was looking for as he slides into the ring and attacks Train's knee, sending him down. Sijweh then goes to the legs of Train. He grabs the right leg of Train and begins to stomp on it. Sijweh then elbow drops the leg of Train a few times. Sijweh pulls Train to the ropes and sets the leg on the bottom rope. He jumps up and stomps on it. Train yells in pain and rolls, holding is leg. Train finds a corner and sits in it. Sijweh runs up and drop kicks Train's face. Train has a blank look on his face as he falls to the ring. Sijweh drags him out of the corner and covers. ONE! TWO! Kickout by Train. Train rolls on his side and shakes his head. Sijweh runs to the ropes and with great speed baseball slides into Train's back. Train falls out of the ring and lands on his hands and knees. Sijweh lines up Train and runs toward the rope. He jumps over and looks to crossbody Train, but Train catches him and slams him down onto the floor. Train falls to his knees and catches his breath. He grabs onto the ring apron and pulls himself back into the ring. Snake decides to actually count this time, but not to Train's delight. ONE! . . . . . . . TWO! . . . . . . THREE! Train gets fed up and turns Snake around. "COUNT FASTER!" can be heard but Snake simply says "Watch yourself or I'll DQ your ass." Train throws his arms up and slides out of the ring. He grabs Sijweh and Irish Whips him into the steel steps. Back first, Sijweh smashes into the steps. Train isn't done as he picks up Sijweh and rams him back first into the ring post. Still holding Sijweh he pushes him into the ring and enters himself. He covers. ONE! . . . . . Kickout by Sijweh now. Train sees that Snake isn't going to make this easy so he must make sure Sijweh is knocked out. Train lifts up Sijweh and throws him into the corner and begins to punch him. Snake warns him to get out of the corner but Train just turns and spits on him. Snake grabs Train and forces him out of the corner. Train just turns around and punches Sijweh once more. This blow sends Sijweh down. Train covers him. ONE! . . . . . TWO! . . . Sijweh gets his foot on the bottom rope. Train can't believe it, and he thinks it's time to end it. Train picks up Sijweh and kicks him in the midsection He sets up Sijweh for the OM NOM BOMB but Sijweh wiggles his way out of Train's clutches and pushes him, almost knocking Snake down. Train stops himself but Sijweh rolls him up. ONE! TWO! A very sick kickout as Train rolls onto his neck and folds himself over. Sijweh is getting a second wind here and climbs to the top rope. He measures up Train and waits for him to stand up and turn around. He jumps up and dropkicks Train, sending him down to the mat. Sijweh doesn't stop there as he runs off the ropes and does a running splash onto Train. He actually wants Train up as he grabs him by the neck. With Train hunched over he tries the Arctic Airbourne (Springboard Neckbreaker Drop). He jumps off the second rope and it looks as if everything is going good. He grabs Train's neck and is about to flip him but Train grabs Sijweh's body and hes going around and lifts him up. Train sends Sijweh down with a slam to a small HOLY SHIT chant as they can't believe Train was able to counter. Both men are down now as Snake begins his count ONE! . . . TWO! . . . THREE! . . . FOUR! . . . FIVE! . . . SIX! . . . SEVEN! Both men begin to roll on their sides and grab the ropes EIGHT! . . . NINE! Both men get to their feet at the last second and Sijweh runs at Train at the opposite side of the ring. Train flips Sijweh over the top rope, but Sijweh lands on his feet on the apron. Sijweh grabs Train's neck and pulls him down. Train slingshots off the top rope and falls down. Sijweh gets back into the ring and lines him up. He runs at Train and does a strong lariat. Train falls down, but stands right back up. Sijweh goes for another lariat but Train grabs his arm and goes for one of his own. Sijweh side steps and arm drags Train. Train rolls up and Sijweh kicks him in the gut. He then DDTs Train. With a sick crash, Train falls onto his head. Sijweh covers.
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