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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:31:16 GMT -5
ONE! TWO!
KICKOUT!
Train just gets his shoulder up. Sijweh grabs his head and wants to know what will finish off Train. Train uses the ropes to get back to his feet. Sijweh gets pumped on the other side of the ring and runs at Train, who meets him with a spear, but Train doesn't let go. He picks up Sijweh and does a spinebuster, executing the Full Steam Ahead. Train hooks the leg of Sijweh.
ONE! . . . TWO! . . . THRE-
Sijweh gets his shoulder up. Train sees that Snake isn't going as slow on his counting and feels he is only a few moves away from winning. Train stands up and picks up Sijweh with him. Train lifts Sijweh high above his head and suplexes him down to the mat. Train rolls him onto his back then locks in the Caramel Clutch. Train stares up at Snake with a smirk on his face. Snake has no choice but to ask if Sijweh wants to tap. Sijweh yells "NO" and fights through the pain. Sijweh seems to be falling unconscious. Snake looks as if he is going to end this but Train releases the hold. He says to Snake "It's not ending like this." Snake turns his head and tells Phillip that the match is NOT over. Meanwhile, Train goes to pick up Sijweh but Sijweh low blows Train. Sijweh then does the Arctic Airbourne again and this time it connects. The crowd cheers as Sijweh covers! But Snake is still talking to Phillip, as Phillip feels the match should have ended. Snake turns around to see that Sijweh has covered him.
ONE! . . . TWO! . . THREE!--
Train just barely gets his shoulder up. If it wasn't for Snake not counting right away, this would have been over. Sijweh accepts this however, and runs off the ropes. Train gets to his feet and turns around. He sees Sijweh there and using Sijweh's momentum, lifts him up. The OM NOM BOMB connects and Train covers him.
ONE! . . . . . . TWO! . . . . .
Snake stops counting. Train gets up and screams at him "COUNT THE FUCKING PIN!" The two argue, however, Sijweh is getting back to his feet. He looks at Train and tells Snake to move, Snake looks over and shakes his head and steps over. Train questions whats going on and turns around. Sijweh springboards off the rope again and into Train. Train catches him and OM NOM BOMBS him again. He grabs the legs of Sijweh and tells Snake "I'LL FUCKING KILL HIM IF YOU DON'T COUNT!" Snake has no choice and counts.
ONE! . . . TWO! . . . THREE!
*Bell Rings*
Phillip: Here is your winner, Thunder Train!
Snake rolls out of the ring right away and puts his hands on his hips. Snake continues up the ramp to the backstage. The crowd boos at Train goes to his feet and cheers himself. He raises his arms and feels like he is on top of the world. He stares back up at Snake who is looking down at the ring and smilies. Train knows this was a big victory for him and continues to celebrate as we fade out.
Fade to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:33:10 GMT -5
“All Aboard” Credit: Thunder Train, American Made [With his first victory under his belt, American Made “haunts” the backstage hallways a happy man. Feeling as if he is reborn, the only thing that could crush his spirit at this point would be a return to the unpleasant memories. Unfortunately, they don’t get more unpleasant than a rather large former bodyguard holding a grudge.] Thunder Train: *Ahem*American Made: Oh! Hello there. Thunder Train ... is it? Thunder Train: Cut the act, Thunderkiss Gingerdude ain’t around.American Made: Why is it that people keep confusing me for this Thunderkiss guy! We obviously don’t look anything alike! I have a big, blue mask with a star on it! He doesn’t. How could you mix us up!? Thunder Train: So this is how you want to play it? Huh? I wouldn’t put it past you to not own up for your blatant disrespect of me.American Made: Well, I may not be Thunderkiss, but let me tell you something brother, if I was, perhaps I’d agree with you. But at the same time, I would hope you would understand how troubling his life has been as of late. I’m sure there is nothing more than he wants to have things return to normal. I’m sure he wants to just be “himself” again. In fact, I’d bet that he’d give anything to have just that. Thunder Train: Hah...Excuses, excuses.[Disgruntled and sickened, Train begins to leave. His conscious eating away at him, American Made drops the charade, albeit briefly.] American Made: I’m sorry. Thunder Train: If you get in my way, you’re going to be. Now...I have somethings to take care of.[FADE]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:35:42 GMT -5
Match 6: Jason Freeman vs. Dan White (Credit: Dan White / Jason Freeman) Philip: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Coming first to the ring, from Long Island, New York, weighing at 230 lbs....Jason Freeman! “Ugly” by The Exies hits the speakers, and the fans boo for the Television Champion, Jason Freeman, who briskly walks through the curtain. He has waited so long for this one match, that he can’t believe it’s actually here. He seems to be completely within his own head, thinking, as he walks to the ring, and wastes no time at all. He stands facing the ramp, and waits for Dan White.McNally: Well, does he stand a chance? Edison: I think he does. He might be a bit rusty, but he's got the match he wanted. If he can drag it out and deny Dan the early win he wants, anything can happen Philip: And his opponent, from Cardiff, Wales, weighing at 240 lbs...”The Welsh Dragon” Dan White! ANARCHY!!!!!! ”Anarchy in the UK” by The Sex Pistols hits, and even as the first “Anarchy” hits, the fans go batshit mental as Dan White walks out through the curtain. He claps his hands, ready for action, and walks down to the ring, with a pretty simplistic light show, and no pyros. He walks down the ramp, and close to the fans, not shaking their hands, but close enough so they have the chance to touch greatness. He enters the ring, where he warms up at the ropes, and climbs a turnbuckle, throwing his arms in the air and beating this chest. He may do that on one or two of the other turnbuckles, before jumping down and preparing for a fight.McNally: Well, Dan doesn't look like he wants to be here. Regardless, he is. The bell rings, and Dan isn't ready for a long-winded, drawn out affair. He smashes Freeman over the head with a forearm, knocking the former International Champion wobbly, and he falls to one knee. Dan forces him back up to his feet, throwing him in the corner and proceeding to smack him with a number of forearms, open hand punches, and finishes off with an elbow. He walk out the corner, and the crowd goes nuts, in a massive pop. He turns back around, grabbing Freeman by his head and pulling him to the centre of the ring, in a headlock. He uses his other hand to elbow Freeman in the top of the head, and Freeman crumples to the floor. Dan looks to the crowd and shrugs his shoulders, then does an “easy” gesture, which the fans swallow. He goes to make a cover, but to his annoyance he isn't able to make an early cover, with Freeman kicking out at two. Dan clearly looks annoyed. He genuinely expected to have the match over and done with there, but alas, Freeman doesn't have as much ring rust as once appeared. Dan lifts Freeman up, whipping him at the ropes and taking him down with a double leg lariat, making a second cover, but again Freeman is able to kick out before three. Dan looks annoyed again, as he lifts Freeman up, with the crowd now fully behind the Welshman's back as he looks to plant a Vertical Suplex. McNally: Dan's got Freeman lifted up there! And the crowd is going wild! Edison: Looks like Freeman's gonna have a painful back tomorrow morning!! He lifts Freeman up, but Freeman twists and drops behind Dan onto his feet. He uses his momentum to continue running, bouncing off the ropes and dropkicking Dan in the back. Dan falls onto all fours, and Freeman quickly scrambles to his feet, rushing forward and dropping an elbow on the back of Dan's neck, and Dan drops down to a lying position. Freeman gets to his feet, but only to the boos of the crowd. Freeman shrugs them off like a true sportsman, and lifts Dan to his feet. He throws a couple of punches to tenderize Dan, and follows it up with a Running Jumping Bicycle Kick. It knocks Dan a few paces backwards, and he falls, only landing on the ropes to avoid falling to the floor. This just bounces him up towards Freeman, who hits a hard lariat. He makes a cover, but Dan is able to kick out at 2, much to Freeman's annoyance. But it'll take more than that to keep the Emperor of the Ring finalist on the ground, and Jason Freeman knows this. He picks Dan up, kneeing him in the gut on the way, but keeping him locked in. He then whips him at the ropes, and doubles himself over. This exposes himself terrifically, and Dan capitalises with a swinging Neckbreaker. But he doesn't finish there. He swings his legs up, and a pop sparks from the crowd as he lifts Freeman up, planting a second Neckbreaker. He does this a third time, completing the Triple Take trifecta, and cumulating in a pin cover, which Freeman kicks out of before 3. McNally: Oooh, close there by White. Edison: He nearly had it! But that lucky Freeman just got a kickout Dan looks annoyed again, but it's begun to hit him that it will take a lot more than just 2 or 3 moves to keep Freeman down. So he picks him up, attempts an Irish whip, but Freeman reverses it. The two meet back up in the centre, and Freeman tries to lift Dan up for a Belly to Belly Suplex. Dan suppresses it and forces Freeman off him, and throws another couple of punches. Freeman ducks the second one, and Dan turns around to receive a punch to the chest. This knocks Dan off his guard a little, and Freeman hits the ropes and plants Dan with the BRAIN CHOP! Unfortunately, Dan COMPLETELY no sells it, looking at Freeman like he's a prick, before lariating him to the ground. There's yet another pop, and Dan shakes his head with disgust for his opponent. He lifts Freeman up again, and throws him at the ropes. He then catches Freeman, going for the Stunt Bomb and there's another large pop, but Freeman reacts quickly, elbowing Dan in the head, and Dan drops him. Freeman lands on his feet, and plants a Glory Driver, following it up with a pinfall attempt: 1, 2, kickout by Dan. Freeman looks a tad annoyed, at what was possibly the best chance of the match so far. McNally: Close there, by Freeman! Dan didn't expect the Glory Driver. Edison: Neither did I! Freeman lifts Dan up, who's obviously a tad shaken from the Glory Driver. He wasn't expecting Freeman to pull out anything like that, but Freeman has clearly been hitting Dwight's gym. Clearly, he has no intentions of going against his word, and he's going to try his hardest to pick up this victory. He stomps Dan a few times, but the referee intervenes and forces him away, allowing Dan the chance to get to his feet in his own time. Freeman then uses the chance to taunt the fans, who don't treat kindly to this, throwing their own insults at him. Freeman ignores it all and turns around, where Dan is on his knees. Freeman approaches him, but with some explosive energy Dan bursts forwards, tackling Freeman to the ground, and the crowd are very welcoming at Freeman's quick demise. Dan follows up with a Press and Knuckle, only getting off after about eleven punches have whacked against Freeman's head. He leaps off, throwing his arms up to the crowd, who eat it all up. He lifts Freeman up, and hooks his arm. He lifts him up into a Suplex, but Freeman surprises Dan by rolling him down and into a Small Package. Dan's eyes widen as it takes him by surprise, but Freeman is unable to earn the cheap win, as Dan kicks out at the last minute. McNally: Ooooh, Dan certainly didn't like that. Edison: Freeman going for the cheap win, but Dan won't lose like that. Freeman scrambles away, and Dan looks at him like a mad man. You don't try to beat the Welsh Dragon with a cheap victory! He grabs Freeman and starts pummelling him with fists, but Freeman manages to push Dan away to the ropes. Dan pushes Freeman back onto the floor, and drops a swift elbow, to keep him down. He takes his time getting up, going to the ropes to catch his breath a little. He turns back around, lifting Freeman up, but Freeman punches Dan's arm away. He kicks Dan in the abdomen, hooking his arms, and hitting a Double Underhook Backbreaker. Dan is clearly hurt, but once again the cover attempt only makes two, much to Freeman's chagrin. He's back on his feet, stomps Dan again, and lifts him up. He's eager to win this match, and he lifts Dan into a position to hit the Swinging Arm Slam Backbreaker (aka the Black Hole Backbreaker). But Dan elbows Freeman away, and Freeman stumbles around the ring, in a circle before coming back towards Dan. Mr Omega Effect grins, not willing to take any chances, grabbing Freeman's arm and planting a Jumping Armbreaker. But, that's not all! He keeps hold of the arm, following it up with the Fujiwara Armbar, and the roof almost rips off its foundations. But he's unable to lock in the headscissors with his legs, and Freeman is thus able to look around and grab the ropes nearby. Dan keeps the hold locked in for a few more seconds, but eventually reluctantly lets go at the referee's disposal. McNally: The Fujiwara Armbar, if locked it, can be lethal! Dan looks pissed off, to say the least. But he keeps his cool as he lifts Freeman up. He pushes Freeman against the ropes, and tries to choke him with his arm. But the referee again intervenes. Dan argues with the referee, but this is a mistake, as Freeman knocks him down from behind. Freeman quickly picks Dan up, and forces him against the ropes. He then tries to choke Dan out with his forearm, but as expected, the referee comes to intervene. But Freeman has other ideas, first feigning an intention to argue with the ref, but quickly turning around, throwing a lariat. But Dan ducks, grabbing Freeman and chucking him over the top rope. Freeman lands on his feet, as Dan falls to the ground, but Freeman clearly annoyed at Dan's reversal; in a Fallen Heroes match, that would have been an elimination. Freeman hits the ground, HARD, outside of the ring, and he slowly stands up to see Dan White above him, smirking at Freeman. Freeman glares at him, as he manages to get his head together, as he is a bit groggy from his fall. As the ref begins the ten count, Freeman stays outside the ring. He wants time to think, to get his head together. Strategize. He paces around the ring, as Dan urges him to get back in the ring. McNally: Freeman’s utilizing that ten count to his best ability... Freeman eventually slowly enters back into the ring, and steps through the ropes, and then Dan rushes forward to reach him. Dan grabs him, hitting a few shots to the stomach, and then Freeman attempts to throw a HARD punch to Dan’s head. Dan ducks however, and Freeman’s shot sails over him, and spins Freeman around. Dan grabs Freeman going for a backdrop, but Freeman manages to shift his weight and actually flip out of the backdrop and land on his feet. Like lightning, Freeman hits the ropes and tries to run into Dan, but Dan turns around, grabs Freeman, and lifts him up into spinebuster position, going for a stunt bomb! Freeman squirms out of Dan’s grasp, managing to escape before the move can be hit, much to the disappointment of the crowd, who had just sprung to their feet, and now Freeman nails shots to Dan’s head, until Dan sinks down to one knee. Freeman bounces off the ropes, and tries to come back with that shining axe kick that he used to win himself a Television championship, and which obviously is a devastating move, but Dan charges off the ground, and hits Freeman with a lariat, causing him to hit the ground hard. Edison: What a quick exchange! McNally: Both men still have a lot to give, but Dan certainly seems to be getting the best of a lot of these exchanges.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:36:05 GMT -5
Freeman rolls on the ground, clutching his mouth. Obviously, he was hit rather hard by Dan…who walks over to Freeman, and kicks him in the ribs, causing Freeman to roll over. The fans cheer loudly, wanting him to do it again, and Dan grins, but knows that he wants to end this match already. Doesn’t want Freeman to look good at all. He wants to make sure to not let any of his plans come to fruition, so he allows him to get up. Freeman is groggy, and as he gets up, Dan gets behind him. Dan instantly goes to put Freeman in reverse DDT position for the equalizer, but Freeman gets out of the grasp, turns around and knees Dan hard in the gut. Dan bends over and the fans know that Freeman connected, Freeman spins around behind Dan…puts him in a full nelson, leans to the left, and then throws himself to the right, spinning Dan facefirst onto the ground...Freeman sits on the ground breathing heavily, trying to regain his strength, and yet knowing that he got a great move in…Dan lies on his stomach, obviously hurt.
Edison: Wow! What was that?! McNally: Freeman obviously comes with some new tricks up his sleeve…that was a VERY impactful move
Freeman rolls Dan over, and goes for the obligatory cover, although he knows that the possibility of a victory right now is slim. 1….2….and Dan predictably kicks out, but he still lies on the floor. He is hurt from the move, and Freeman knows it. Freeman gets to his feet now, and watches Dan on the ground, their positions reversed…he goes over to Dan, and begins to knee him in the back a couple of times…before going onto the apron, and motioning for Dan to stand. Dan begins to get up, on all fours, when Freeman jumps, going for a springboard stomp, but Dan rolls out of the way, and Freeman hits the ground hard, the impact he put into the stomp throwing him off balance and sending him forwards. By now, Dan has managed to get to his feet, and as Freeman turns, he falls victim to a punch to the face, and another and another, Dan begins to get fired up, and he shouts as his punches get faster and faster, and as he feels the crowd and the momentum surging to him he is able to block out the pain he had been feeling a second ago, and push Freeman back into the turnbuckle, punching him again and again and again!
Freeman sinks down to the ground, as Dan continues slamming his fist into his head…the ref comes in and attempts to break this up, and yet Dan doesn’t stop. The ref begins to count to 5, but Dan barely hears him as he enjoys seeing the pain on Freeman’s face. Eventually Dan gets a grip on himself, and backs up a couple of steps, hands in the air, telling the ref that he’s stopped, but as soon as the ref turns away, Dan runs forward, and slams a knee into Freeman’s face, causing delight to the fans, annoyance to the ref, and immense pain to Freeman.
McNally: And now the momentum begins to come back to Dan here![/b]
Freeman gets up again, clutching his face, turning around, trying to block himself from a Dan attack, but he ends up turning straight into a step up enzuiguiri. Freeman turns a complete 180, and goes forward, leaning on the ropes, as the fans cheer. Dan waits for Freeman to come back at him, and Freeman does so, determined to get Dan, but after the barrage of assaults being unable to do it. He stumbles forward, and Dan comes behind him, hooking him into a reverse DDT, and then slamming his back down on his knee, hitting the Equalizer! Dan drops into the pin….1….2….and a kick out by Freeman, right in time.
Edison: Well, that exchange didn’t exactly go well for Freeman. McNally: Not at all. Dan is taking the advantage back, and I’m sure he hopes to keep it.
Freeman lies on the ground, and Dan stands over him. Freeman rolls onto his back, and attempts to sit up, and Dan gets an idea…as Freeman begins getting into a sitting position, Dan bounces against the ropes! The fans erupt, knowing that the 75MPH kick is coming! Freeman’s head is clearly cloudy, but as Dan runs towards him, he suddenly snaps into awareness, and manages to throw himself backwards, slamming his head against the mat. This hurts him, but he evades the kick, as Dan sails over him. Freeman rolls to his stomach, he is hurt, he is groggy, but he NEEDS to act NOW, and out of necessity he gathers his energy before SPRINGING up, and he runs forward, as Dan gets up and runs back…Freeman jumps into the air, and PUSHES his legs forward, hitting a MASSIVE front dropkick, that connects with Dan’s chest, and causes him to fly backwards through the air, and SLAM into the turnbuckle! Dan lies on the ground in a lot of pain, but so does Freeman. That was more energy than he had to give and he pays the price, but the fans are shocked at the brutality of that move.
McNally: WOW! Did you see that? Edison: Freeman just gave one of the most vicious front dropkicks IVE ever seen McNally: Obviously he seems to have trouble capitalizing off of it, as he’s weak as it is, but that was an impressive move.
Freeman rolls over onto his stomach, trying to get to his feet. He isn’t going to go for the pin. That move was for turning the tide, and now that Dan is down, it’s time to capitalize. But he has to GET up, and he’s having immense trouble with that right now. He moves over to the ropes, and uses them to assist him, until he is on his feet, and looking down at Dan, he begins to drag him to his feet. Dan stands groggily, and Freeman nails a couple of shots on him, both men a little wobbly, before Freeman hooks his arm around Dan’s head, and DDT’s him to the mat. Freeman rolls over and covers….1…..2…..and Dan kicks out.
Freeman rolls off of Dan, and gets to the turnbuckle, using it to help him up again. Freeman motions are slow, and he is obviously close to used up in this match, so now when Dan gets up again, Freeman decides to attempt to end this thing. He goes up to him, ready to show off another one of his new moves, when ALL OF A SUDDEN DAN GRABS FREEMAN BY THE ARM, YANKS HIM TO THE GROUND, and APPLIES THE FUJIWARA ARMBAR!!!
Edison: OH MAN, HE GOT HIM WITH THE ARMBAR! McNally: Out of nowhere, Dan shows his in-ring prowess by hitting that armbar out of nowhere!
Freeman wrenches on the ground in pain, trying to reach the ropes, and he attempts to roll over Dan, and grab for them. Dan, however, senses this as an opportunity to win, and he isn’t about to allow Freeman to get out of it, so he now puts a lot of HIS remaining energy into keeping Freeman where he is, and the pain just gets worse and worse. Freeman shouts, and writhes, and the fans begin to go crazy. This makes Freeman madder…he CANT tap out. He will not give up his chance by submission, and this thought wills him to FINALLY make his way to the ropes and GRAB for them. Dan attempts to stop him from reaching the ropes, so he stands up, grabbing Freeman’s arm, and YANKING it into the middle of the ring. Freeman however knows that this may be the one moment where the submission is not applied, and so he uses what he can to get to his feet. Dan grabs the arm again, trying to get Freeman back down, but Freeman knows Dan has left himself open. Freeman puts his leg forward, and then KICKS it back hard, hitting Dan right in the ankle, bringing Dan hard onto one knee. Freeman clutches his arm, bounces off the ropes, AND NAILS DAN WITH A SHINING AXE KICK! Dan sinks down to the ground, and Freeman rolls over clutching his arm, over by the ropes. Dan rolls after being hit, and ends up on the other side of the ring, and Freeman is weak. This could be his moment, he might win it here!
McNally: Freeman used that amazing kick to win the Television Title on Fallout, and that could spell the end here, however, he’d need to cover first Edison: I don’t think he can make it there, and I think he knows it.
Freeman does indeed seem to know it. He doesn’t crawl towards Dan, but instead towards the ropes. He figures the best idea would be to get to his feet, and merely do one more move to Dan. One more move to end him once and for all. This match is ending, and Freeman knows it. Freeman takes a minute of just leaning on the bottom rope, before putting a hand on a second, and pulling with all his might. He gets a hand on the top rope, and finally reaches his feet groggily, still clutching his arm. He goes over to Dan, who is on the ground, and lifts him to his feet, irish whipping Dan into the turnbuckle.
Freeman sighs, trying to get enough in him to mount an advantage. He runs forward, clotheslining Dan against the turnbuckle…and for a couple seconds, neither man moves, both weak…Freeman almost leaning on Dan…then Freeman gets his strength to grab Dan and irish whip him to the OPPOSITE turnbuckle….He gives a shout, and then runs forward as fast as he can, jumping up with a STIFF double knee to…grabbing the ropes, and tries to amass the energy to push himself into a handstand on the top rope…a maneuver that he has done many times before….called the Outta Control, which ends in a front dropkick to the chest. Unfortunately for Freeman, his arm does not hold out, and he begins to swing back down, but not in a dropkick. Dan is groggy, Dan is weak, but Dan, in some corner of his clouded mind, recognizes Freeman faltering on the move, and with his experienced ring sense knows that this is his chance. Dan explodes out of the turnbuckle, putting a hand up, and as Freeman swings downward, Dan pushes, using Freeman’s own momentum, and sitting to deliver A VICIOUS STUNT BOMB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Edison: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!!!!! McNally: Oh my god! Freeman just swung down with full momentum, and Dan just used that full swing into his Stunt Bomb. How much IMPACT did that have???!!!!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:37:45 GMT -5
Needlessly to say, Freeman is out completely…however, so is Dan. Dan was hurt enough as it is, but now he’s drained whatever energy he had left…he lies on the ground, as Freeman lies mere inches away on his stomach, completely out. All he has to do is crawl over to the pin, but the energy it took to do the move is too much. The fans cheer Dan on, knowing all he needs is a pin. Freeman doesn’t stir at all
Edison: Just a crawl away from a certain victory! McNally: But how long will it take him to MOVE!
At least a minute has gone by, and Freeman has yet to even stir or quiver. Dan is starting to show life, willing himself to go over and get the pin ending this. The fans cheer him on, clapping in unison, they know the match is over. Finally Freeman has been taught a lesson, and Dan grins as he drags himself over to Freeman’s lifeless body, and pushes as hard as he can, rolling it over.
Edison: He tried as hard as he could, and no doubt the effort was admirable, but Freeman may have just bitten off more than he could chew.
One - - - Two - - - THR-KICK OUT!!!!!!!!!!!! FREEMAN GETS HIS SHOULDER UP AT ABOUT 2 and 99/100ths of a second! The fans just react with plain noise…they don’t like Freeman, but they are just in complete and utter shock that he managed to get his shoulder up! Dan’s eyes widen in complete shock.
Edison: WHAT THE HELL?! McNally: Freeman kicked out! Dan just couldn’t get there soon enough!
Dan stares at the referee, trying to find out if Freeman really kicked out, and the referee looks surprised as well, but assures Dan that it was indeed only 2. Freeman rolls onto his stomach, now, still barely showing signs of life. Whatever instinct, whatever determination caused him to kick out is not enough to get him to his feet…but he’s moving. He’s on his stomach, and he grabs the ropes with one hand, trying to help himself up with anything. Trying to cling to life. Trying to cling on in this match that means so much to him. Dan manages to get to his feet, and looks to the crowd lifting one finger to the air. One more time. The fans erupt. Dan walks over to Freeman, who is lying on his stomach. Dan goes to lift him to his feet, putting his hands on Freeman’s head, but as Freeman is lifted to his knees, he pushes forward with all his might, somehow getting the strength to push Dan backwards. Dan goes into the turnbuckle, and in the process, bumps into the referee, as Dan’s body CRUSHES the ref in the turnbuckle. The pain to Dan is very minor, although the referee hits the ground in pain. Dan turns towards Freeman, but Freeman rolls out of the ring, flopping to the ground. He is barely able to move, and needs to buy himself time. Freeman knows something that he had denied for as long as he could. His energy is used up. He has nothing left in him at all, and is liable to not be able to get his shoulder up again. He has put all he had into this match, and while he has had a good showing, Dan is currently on his feet, and Freeman is hurting all over. He turns over so his body is basically under the apron. He’s got one more play left in him. Its come down to it, and now it’s simple. Survive.
Dan looks outside the ring at Freeman, and since the ref is out, he doesn’t want to give Freeman the recovery time. Dan walks outside of the ring, comes from behind Freeman, grabs him, and shoves him forward into the ring. Freeman slides in on his stomach, and lies there, as Dan enters. Dan lifts him to his feet, not even noticing as Freeman puts a hand behind his back as he is lifted. Dan lifts Freeman up in spinebuster position, going for the Stunt Bomb, and he begins turning Freeman around, knowing Freeman doesn’t have enough in him to stop the move regardless. Freeman can do almost nothing. Dan looks to see that the ref is getting up, when all of a sudden Freeman swings his arm from behind his back, connecting a lead pipe with Dan’s head!
Edison: NO! WHAT THE?! HOW?! McNally: WHEN HE WENT OUTSIDE THE RING! FREEMAN GRABBED IT OUTSIDE THE RING AND HID IT!
Dan drops Freeman to the ground, and Freeman lies on his back, throwing the pipe to the outside of the ring. Freeman was weak, so the shot didn’t have a lot of force behind it, but it had enough to stun…and Freeman pops up from the ground, knowing that its now or never. He has no energy, however, this one move…this one act of is his only chance. If it doesn’t work, he will lose, so he manages to get the energy he needs to pop up for the rollup, which the ref, rising from the ground turns around to see…
Edison: Come on! Dan’s gotta kick out of this!
1 . . . 2 . . . 3! Kick out…..Dan kicks out right after the ref’s hand has hit the mat for the third time, as Freeman rolls out of the ring. Dan struggles to his feet, clutching his head, angry, thinking he’s kicked out…when all of a sudden…the bell rings…causing him to turn, and look in shock at the ref. He gets up in the ref’s face, and begins to yell something at him, but the ref contests that it was three. It was indeed. Barely, but it was three….
Philip: Here is your winner…Jason Freeman!
"Ugly by the Exies" hits the speakers, and Freeman outside the ring hears it. He is hurt, and can barely move, but this fades to the background as he realizes he's done it. He's beaten Dan White. He allows the triumph to flood in, and on the ground, he grins, despite his pain...Dan in the ring, is not quite so happy. He is in a rage, and yells to the ref, trying to make the ref understand what happened at the close, but the ref can only call what he sees. Dan storms up the ramp angrily, and while Freeman enjoys his moment, something in Dan's manner says that this is probably not over.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:40:42 GMT -5
Segment: The Grim Goblin (Credit: Grim Goblin)
When we fade into the scene, we see broken camera equipment all over the ground. A worried, quiet crewman is nearby, standing next to a lifesize rubber goblin; it's nearly Halloween after all. Next to the crewman is Mr. Gingerdude, and he's yelling at him for breaking equipment.
Ginger: That's a $1,400 camera! $1,400!
Crewman: I know...I'm sorry...
Ginger: Now it's a $1,400 pile of trash!
Crewman: It isn't like we can't afford it...
Ginger: Money is...you listening? Money is money. $1,400, that's a new computer for your kids for Christmas. Now it's scrap. You're lucky you're keeping your job.
Crewman: I apologize, sir. That was rude of me. Thank you for not firing me.
Ginger: Now how'd you drop it?
Crewman: The goblin prop spooked me. I know it's silly.
Goblin: You're a prop.
Ginger and the crewman jump with a yelp.
Ginger: You're real!
Goblin: You're real.
Hmmm...Not a real goblin, obviously. Some scrawny tall guy, maybe 6 feet tall, in a foam rubber green suit, purple tunic, boots gloves, and long hat. Topped off with a rubber smiling goblin mask. The eyes and lips don't move or have openings; must be very uncomfortable. The voice is clearly electronically sythesized, as to not be muffled...or is it masking his real voice?
Ginger: And...you want what?
Goblin: I plan to sue you.
Ginger: ...How about we settle this right now, no courtroom. I don't know why you want to sue me, but let me compensate you. You look like a big guy, and that's a great costume. I'm going to give you an ACW contract! Once in a lifetime opportunity. Just don't file a lawsuit, ok?
Goblin: ...Alright, could be fun.
Ginger: Good. Name?
Goblin: The Grim Goblin.
Ginger: Err...wanna come with me?
Goblin: No, I'm standing here.
Ginger: Right...
Ginger leaves him there. The crewman runs off, white as a ghost.
End.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:42:02 GMT -5
A Peek Behind the Kayfabe Curtain – Part 5 Alex Richmond
The Lilywhite Centre for Drug and Alcohol Rehabilitation, I have never hated a place as much as I hated Lilywhite. My room was totally blank; the only speck on the sea of white was the metal grate in my door through which they used to push my food. This was my life for the first 2 weeks there, lying on my white bed sheets, staring at the white ceiling in my whitewashed room with a white porcelain toilet in the corner ensuring I didn’t have to leave. It was like being a prisoner.
When I was finally “integrated into the institution community” I was climbing the walls. The solitary confinement was designed to give me time to think about what I had done and force me into getting my life in check. Instead it forced me into regressing into myself and working out to keep myself busy. Yet the slop they used to feed us was so innutritious that I would exhaust myself extremely quickly and spend around 12 hours a day sleeping, although I can’t be totally sure because I wasn’t allowed a watch or a clock, daylight was my only indicator of what time it was – it was extremely disorientating.
As I was saying, after two weeks I was finally “integrated” back into their poor excuse for a society things went from bad to worse. There were many people in Lilywhite that were criminal offenders ordered to be there by the courts and, therefore, there was a very prison-esque vibe to the place. Many of the inhabitants recognised me from tenure in ACW and they didn’t like me. I had a target on my back from day one. The fact that my father was one of the world’s richest and most powerful men didn’t exactly help matters and there was the odd occasion where trouble would occur and the guards would turn a blind eye.
On one such occasion I was on my way back from the toilet when three guys blindsided me. I attempted to fight them off and to begin with I started to get the better of them, managing to toss the first guy into the wall before fending off the other two by blocking and returning punches. I sent the smallest guy tumbling to the ground with a big right hook, leaving me open to a blow from the other guy but I managed to stay on my feet and go blow-for-blow with him. This lasted for around 20 seconds before I got the better of him and knocked him to the floor. Almost instantaneously the smaller guy came flying at me yet as I was fending him off the guy I’d thrown into the wall hit me from behind, allowing the two of them to beat me to the ground. Then T-Bone appeared from around the corner and I knew things were about to get ugly.
T-Bone had been on my case since he first laid eyes on me, he had attempted to steal my lunch and been less than pleased when I punched him square in the jaw for his troubles. Since then he had been attacking me almost daily with his gang of minions – why couldn’t my father have checked me into a rehab centre that wasn’t inhabited by criminals? This time, however, was different. He had a different look in his eyes and, more worryingly, a needle in his hands. I struggled as his three cronies pinned me to the ground, breaking one guy’s nose with a well place elbow. They managed to dive back on top of me and keep me pinned down as T-Bone stood over me, a triumphant smirk on his face. He raised the needle up proudly and smiled down at me, clearly enjoying the moment.
“You know what this is? This is a lethal cocktail of pretty much every drug you can even imagine. You should never have punched me in that lunch line boy, you should have just let me turn you into my bitch and you should have liked it.”
Not one to let anyone get one over on me I instead allowed myself to run my mouth, how much worse could it get anyway? I was already up to my neck in shit.
“Hah! Sounds like something I used to take to wake me up in a morning! Now fuck off playing little boys games if you can’t hang with the men!”
This didn’t sit too well with T-Bone, his smirk turning into a scowl as he kicked me in the ribs.
“Say goodbye ‘superstar’!”
As the needle pierced my skin and sunk into my vein I attempted to struggle again but I was firmly held in place and failed miserably. As I started to fade I felt them release me. I attempted to strike out but my body refused to co-operate. As I blacked out the last thing I could hear was T-Bone’s distinctive gruff laugh.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:44:42 GMT -5
Match 7: Falls Count Anywhere Scott Andrews vs. Jake Cheng (Credit: Scott Andrews / AK) MATCH: Scott Andrews vs. Jake Cheng Falls Count Anywhere [/center] The camera switches back to the arena where the fans line the seats; it’s a packed house tonight. As the camera pans right, we hear the familiar tune of “Crisis” by Alexisonfire. Jake Cheng walks onto the ramp to a thunderous hounding of boos and jeers, but the Chinese Phenom doesn’t let it bother him.Philip: This match is scheduled for one fall and is a Falls Count Anywhere Hardcore Match! There are no count-outs and no disqualifications! He walks at a steady pace, a maniacal grin spread across his face. That rhymed...anyway, Cheng reaches the apron and leaps up onto it, followed by another leap over the ropes and into the ring.Philip: Introducing first, from Hong Kong, China, weighing in at 215 pounds, he is the Chinese Phenom, JAAAAAAAKKEEE CHEEEEEEENNNGGGGG!!! Still no love from the fans, until the chilling chimes of Parkway Drive’s “Anasasis/Xenophontis” begins to play over the speakers and the lights flicker white and red. The crowd are on their feet as Scott Andrews arrives to an up roar of cheers. He stands tall and proud as he stares Jake Cheng square in the eyes and begins shadow boxing and kicking as the pyro blasts in the air. He stops and puts his glare back on Jake who just smirks cheekily and rests on the ropes.Philip: And his opponent, from Tampa Bay, Florida, weighing in at 233 pounds, he is the Scarlet Assassin, SCCOOOTTTTTT AAAAAAANNNDDREEEWWWWSSSS!!! Scott makes haste and leaps onto the ring apron as more pyro bursts from each turnbuckle. He enters the ring and is amazingly able to keep himself together as Keiji Makabe explains the rules, or lack thereof before getting the match underway.Scott immediately runs at Jake, swinging lefts and rights to try and knock him down early. Jake ducks the first few punches and performs a lucha roll to avoid a strong standing clothesline. Scott once again tries beating down, Jake, who is able to eventually evade any strong attacks. Jake decides it’s time to leave and rolls out of the ring. Scott follows him and before he makes it to the barrier, Scott grabs his tights and pulls his foe towards him. The Scarlet Assassin then lifts Jake’s arm up and over his shoulder to attempt a backdrop suplex, but Jake, as he’s lifted up, switches his weight to pull off a bulldog. The crowd winces at the impact; but if the outside mats look like paltry protection, they’re a feather bed compared to what happens next. Rising a touch unsteadily, the two superstars hammer one another with punches, and Scott gradually makes headway, forcing Jake back against the barriers and almost punching a fan with a near death-wish who leans in absurdly close looking for a sweet close-up photo. This being AC W of course, the wrestlers pay it no heed; the ringside staff insistently clear people away from the corner aisle and their actions turn out to be excellently timed, for just as Scott is about to execute a powerbomb, Jake slyly reverses it into a superb hurricanrana, which throws Scott straight over the railings and into rows A and B. Said rows’ occupants demonstrate that ACW’s fanbase is indeed hard-as-nails by whooping and yelling “BEST-PPV-EVER” as Scott and Jake kick some chairs out of the way and proceed to batter one another about, gradually drifting toward the aisle and then heading toward the back of the ground floor. The roving cameras struggle to get close enough for good shots, so the rivals’ departure is instead seen from an overhead view as Jake strikes with an awesome roundhouse, causing Scott to crash out spectacularly backward through the doors to the outer hallways. Adhering to the maxim that there’s no such thing as a piss-break match in ACW, a few tardy fans discover to their cost that the action has come out to find them. The individuals scatter, with the exception of one pair of friends, the first of whom is cradling an item with obvious pride. Fan: Who’s the man, eh? Check out my souvenir, signed by the Scarlet Assassin himself! The guy does indeed have something to covet – a replica of Scott’s own signature baseball bat, “Lucy”. This lady, however, is not lucky tonight; as Scott reels from the onslaught, Jake spots the fan and the bat, and with a smirk rips it right out of the lad’s hands. The man can only watch in horror as Jake busts the replica into Scott’s guts before tossing it aside and launching into a sunset flip pin. Scott groans at the impact into the concrete; Jake pins, and referee Makabe is on hand to count, 1....2- No! Jake is thwarted by the very fan he disrespected, who pulls the Asian Extraordinaire away. Fan: Shit, are you alright? Scott looks up and is about to answer, when he sees that the guy isn’t in fact talking to him. Instead he coos over his replica, causing Scott to shake his head in disbelief. But he has no time to consider this further; he pulls himself up and runs directly at Jake, knocking him down with a clothesline. Jake takes a hard hit to his back from the floor, but quickly rises, and taunts Scott before rushing off into the backstage, safely away from the public. The camera stays with Scott as he pursues his quarry; crew dive aside, their survival instincts well honed for this sort of thing. Unlike the ACW arena, the venue in Washington is new to Scott, and he quickly finds himself disorientated. However, just as he is recovering his breath, he sees a shadow move behind him, and dodges just in time to avoid Jake, who has somehow armed himself with a light tube. The tube shatters against the wall, and Scott retaliates by tackling Jake into an open storage room. The room is in semi-darkness; only the emergency lights seem to be on, and this confuses Scott for a crucial second. Jake’s dropkick comes out of nowhere, and connects straight to Scott’s forehead; Scott staggers for a moment, but before he can fall, Jake grabs his arm and pulls him to one side, before lifting him up and depositing his dazed opponent on some sort of raised horizontal surface. Through the fuzz in his head, Scott can feel something unusual underneath him. It’s smooth, yet also ridged, and quite warm. Gazing vaguely upward, he notes that the light fixtures above him seem to be missing their- OH, SHIT. Jake has clearly been busy this afternoon, and all his plotting pays off handsomely as he hurls himself down from the carefully positioned stack of packing crates, and smashes Scott through the light-tube strewn table with the “Bullet with Butterfly Wings”. The crash can be heard back in the arena and the crowd goes bonkers; Jake just stays where he is for an immediate pin... But he’s forgotten one tiny element of the plan; in his rush to find Jake, Scott managed to lose Makabe, and only now does the sound enable the referee to find the two men again. The few seconds lost are pivotal, as Scott gets his arm, now scratched and lightly bleeding, up at the 2.5 mark. Jake swears like a trooper, and immediately gets socked in the face by Scott, who is in pain and seeing an appropriate shade of red. The camera and Makabe back out as Jake retreats from Scott, defending himself fiercely. His best-laid plan having been detailed, Jake has to make things up on the fly; he dodges in to the first available door and finds himself in a place which can be dangerous enough at the best of times – a kitchen. Scott storms through after him, and with a practiced flourish plucks a fork from a cutlery tray, unseen by Jake. As Jake goes on the attack, Scott uses a modified version of the headshot, trading power for speed, and knocks Jake down; straddling his opponent, Scott stabs the fork into Jake’s head a few times, causing Jake to yell in obvious pain. He thrashes Scott off, and the two men leap to their feet; they trade a thrilling series of blows, until Scott sees his chance and is able to whip Jake directly into a solid metal freezer door. Jake stumbles backward and then falls; the fans yell for a cover, but Scott has something else in mind. Selecting his “ingredients” with care, Scott smashes a bottle of wine on a food preparation bench before grinding it down unmercifully with a tenderiser, crushing it down into tiny pieces. As Jake struggles to rise, Scott locates a suitable “fixative” and soaks his wrist tape in a nearby bowl of maple syrup, before rolling his hand in the glass to create a dangerous weapon. The crowd, of course, loves it and as Jake slowly gets to his feet, Scott unleashes a spinning backfist, knocking Jake back into the wall, his face scratched and bleeding from the glass. Touching his ripped skin, Jake looks furious; fortunately the syrup isn’t a strong glue and Scott is already shedding much of the glass covering, but the gauntlet has been well and truly thrown down. The two men clash together, exchanging strikes with ever-increasing venom; they battle their way out of the kitchen and down the hall, forcing the camera to backpedal frantically- And then, quite by chance, the men throw themselves right into the door of their Co-Chairman, Stephen Russo. Crashing into the door, it falls right off the hinges and both men tumble into the joint OCW locker room and office. Russo stands up from his desk as he sees the match has been brought into his workspace. Jake gets up first, using the desk to rise to his feet.[/i] Jake: Russo, you want to see a magic trick? Russo: No, I want you ou- Before Russo can finish, Jake reaches across the table and picks up a pencil. Using the eraser to balance, Jake stands the pencil on the table, point up.Jake: I'm going to make this pencil dis- The pencil falls over.Jake: FUCK! Using a long sweeping motion, Jake hits the pencil off the desk. Instead he grabs a box of thumbtacks and pours them on the floor.Jake: For my trick, I will pick these up...using Scott Andrew's forehead! And as fast at Jake lifts Scott to his feet, he brings him back down with his trademark move, Bury Your Head (Spinning Unprettier). Jake shoots up to his feet, looking at Russo for approval.Russo: GET THE FUCK OUT! Not getting what he wanted, Jake’s face once again contorts to anger. He bends down and grabs both of Scott's legs, dragging him out of the room.As Jake attempts to drag Scott from the office, Re-load, Scott grabs the staple gun and staples Jake’s head.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:45:23 GMT -5
Reserved for Scott/Jake.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:45:56 GMT -5
Segment: My Time is Now (Credit: ??)
You've seen several messages from me by now. All the mystery that exists in these messages, your fragile little minds just can't comprehend what's about to happen. And now, let's begin.
Words appear on the screen.
What would you do...
...if I told you...
...that you know...
...who I am?
Would you hold this...
...against me?
And now the time has come.
Gaze your eyes to the ring.
Suddenly the camera shifts to the ring where someone is standing, shrouded in black, concealing their identity to all.
??: I stand here, in your ring, dressed like this for a reason. It's to prove a point. It's to say that I'm like the Reaper. I'm a predator. I always stalk my prey. I wait for the right moment and then make the kill.
But don't take my word for it. Before I'm finished here, you'll know of one target. My other targets are of a higher nature. I've come here to collect on what should belong to me. Just by standing here, ACW stock is on the rise.
I did that when I first set foot in ACW. I made Meltdown the top-rated show with my presense. My arrogant nature was the one thing ACW was missing. My arrogant nature has finally come back. The personification that you all learned to deal with, that ego that could push you out of a room, that smirk that would haunt your dreams...it's all back. It's back...with me.
Haven't figured it out yet? What's wrong? Kids...are your mommies getting nailed by the milkman, the pool boy, the paper boy, the mailman and halfo f the high school basketball team while your daddies are out flipping burgers at minimum wage? That's what's happening. It's called life. Your life is full of misfortune. My life is full of endless limits...and greatness.
With a quick hand movement, the black shrouds drop and it's Rattlesnake standing in the ring. A mix of cheers and boos sound through the arena. The cheers are obviously from the smark Snakelings. The boos are from the people that saw Rattlesnake initially debut in ACW. Surprisingly, they can remember that far and forget about that whole "3 month" thing.
Rattlesnake: Surprise, fuckers. The Sultan of Swerve is back.
Rattlesnake walks around the ring.
Rattlesnake: By now, my intentions should be perfectly clear. I've come back to make good on the promises I made months ago. I've added a few to go with that. I still want the World Championship. The war that is raging inside ACW is going to come to a finish through me. And a Train is going to get derailed.
But not only that, I'm going to take back what's mine. And eventually I'm going to stand in this ring, face to face, with the old Main Event Killer herself. That's right Yoko. One of these days, it's going to be you and me standing in this ring again.
I bet you all hate me now, but I don't really care. You can take your boos and shove them right up your asses. It's my time now and I'm not going to waste it like everyone I'm looking at right now.
Rattlesnake tosses the mic down and leaves the ring. He walks up the ramp seeing people giving him the finger. He pays no attention to them. His mind is already set on what his goals are. He will not be deterred for anything.
The Sultan of Swerve is back. You better sit back and enjoy the ride.
OOC: Clearly Snake gets the credit for this. And XS3...I knew it wasn't original, but damn I had to do it like this.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:46:47 GMT -5
Match 8:ACW International Championship - Ladder Match Jake Steele vs. Jay Zero vs. Henry McKaye (Credit: Steele and Zero) Returning from a brief break in which was used to further plug tonight's Main Event against Kudo Yasuda and BK London, we once again find ourselves looking at the squared circle, smack dab in the center of the ACW Arena. With spotlights shining and licks flickering back and forth, a rather hazy scene is beginning to be set for the following contest. Inside of the ring we can now see Philip Jones dressed in a very nice dark grey suit for his announcing duties tonight, and alongside of him is Referee Joey Reynolds who looks to be officiating this following matchup from the sidelines. And of course, it can only mean one thing when Referee Reynolds enters the ring straight from the backstage area with the prestigious, golden International title in his hands. As the hook lowers, it looks more to be as if a noose more than anything -- just a circle on the end of the long, heavy duty tubing. Just high enough to reach, he unstraps the International title belt and loops it around, hooking the belt together before signaling for it to be raised to it's level of 25 feet. When the title is finally stopped moving vertically, it begins to shake and rattle back and forth to the delight of the ravenous crowd, all ready for this Triple Threat Action to commence...Philip Jones :: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is a Triple Threat Ladder match, and will be for the Alpha Championship Wrestling - International Championship title! In excitement, the crowd begins to stand to their feet with applause as Philip allows a break inbetween words for the crowd to show their support. Finally after several seconds, Philip clears his throat and goes on to explain the rules.Philip Jones :: In this contest, there are no disqualifications, and no holds barred! Referee Joey Reynolds will be officiating indirectly, only to declare an ultimate winner! Now - Hanging 20 feet above the ring at this time is the International Championship, and the only way to win this match is by using a ladder to climb up to the designated height and then to unhook the title belt! Whichever man can unhook the title belt and capture it in their possession will officially be announced as the champion! He pulls the microphone down and away from his lips now, folding his hands behind his back and he politely and silently cues the entrances now that he has finished what first needed to be stated. The lights dim and quickly flicker back on. Off - then on. As the lights continue to fade in and out, the beats of "Hate It Or Love It" by 50 Cent and The Game begin to loudly blast into the eardrums of all 20,000 fans present in the sold-out Verizon Arena. The lights begin to flash quickly before booming back on with a golden shimmer in the arena as the International Champion Jake Steele makes his way out onto the stage, walking straight into a brick wall full of booing, disrespecting fans. He stops at the top of the entrance way, looking out from left to right while slightly shaking his head. He brushes his shoulders off and starts off down the entrance ramp.Philip Jones :: First! Making his way to the ring from Brooklyn, New York! Standing at 6 feet, and 1 inch tall and weighing in at 234 pounds! Representing RSX3, he is the current reigning ACW International Champion! He is the self-proclaimed "One Man Revolution!" He is... Jaaaaake! STEEEELE! Without the gold over his shoulder at the moment, Steele strolls down the rampway looking ready and set to defend his right to be the champion. Getting a better look at the ramp now, we can see a fairly large ladder standing in the middle of the ramp, just before the ring. Cautiously, Steele begins to slow down as he nears the large object that will be the necessary tool in retaining his title. He smiles confidently, and then maybe a large mistake for Jake Steele, he ducks under and walks inbetween the ladder, an act known to be a factor of bad luck in the past. He breaks into a slight jog and slides underneath the bottom rope, quickly pushing back up to his feet and walking across the ring passing right by Philip Jones and then climbing to the top rope to taunt the crowd a little bit, doing as much as he can just to rile up the already heated crowd. He turns his head to the side, eventually turning back to look up into the air where a sparkling shine hits his eyes. Dangling above him is his International Championship Title. It's do or die for Jake Steele right now, and as his music begins to fade he knows that he needs this.
He climbs down from the turnbuckles, once again glancing up at his championship title, now beginning to pace. Several seconds go by where all that is heard within the arena is the many noises made by the jeering, impatient fans. Just then, the distinct sounds of guitar begin to seep out of the arena's sound system, warning this crowd of what's next to come. "What's Up People" by Maximum Hormone blasts loudly and red lights begin to fill the arena with a gloomy, fiery mood as the "God of War" looks to make his entrance. Walking out sporting a black jacket, Henry McKaye seems to be fairly confident in his chances tonight. After last Monday's Warfare Main Event, McKaye looks to have some burning tension in his eyes in a dispute with Jay Zero that must be settled. With Zero recently recruiting AC Evans into the Senatorial Stable, McKaye knows that this man is trying his all to take him down. Philip Jones: Next! He is one of the two challengers! Making his way to the ring from Olympia, Washington! Standing at six feet and 1inch tall, weighing in at 220 pounds! Representing OCW, - he is the God of War! Henry! McKAAAAAAYE! With no signs of welcome, this lively crowd openly boos the man that comes to represent Omega Championship Wrestling, the faction that seeks to tear down ACW from it's source. Walking down the entrance ramp, he too takes a good luck at the ladder that stands just before him. But unlike Jake Steele, Henry steps to the side of the ladder, later pulling himself away from the barricade with disgust as he made the mistake of getting close to when a fan put his hand on his shoulder. McKaye shakes his head, looking up into the ring at Jake Steele who is also eyeing him. Instead of entering the ring, McKaye walks alongside the outside of the ring, glancing up at the International Title every now and then. This is McKaye's opportunity to reclaim the title that OCW once had made sour underneath their name. As his music starts to fade out, he still doesn't enter the ring. Instead, he warns for a ring-side crew worker to abandon his seat, a black steel chair to be exact. Stepping back towards the side of the ring, he places the chair down and takes a seat along ringside, not to the delight of the crowd.
Taking a look at Henry McKaye, Jake kind of looks confused as to why he is taking a seat when this high scale matchup is nearing it's start. McKaye just leans back and folds his legs, sitting comfortably just as the lights beginning to dim down into a darkness that fills the arena. As "Unbroken [Hotel Baby]" by Monster Magnet begins to hit the sound system, the fans immediately join in on their support for the former International Champion and now current Tag Team Champion - Jay Zero! Sparking blue and white spotlights shine down throughout the entire arena creating an atmosphere that's perfect to help Zero pump himself up. With many of the fans in attendance on their feet, they are happy to welcome Zero as he steps out onto the stage, glamored up with the works. Wrapped around his neck are his black boas and like normally, he is wearing his black and blue ring tights with the golden tassels hanging off the end. His hair is gelled up and underneath his large, dark sunglasses lie his eyes, of course drained with eye shadow and mascara. As he stops on the top of the entrance ramp, a spotlight spins around, shining directly down upon him, causing a glare to peel off of the Tag Team Championship Title as the light hits it.Philip Jones: And last! He is the second challenger for the International Championship! Hailing from Portland, Maine - standing at 5 feet and 10 inches tall, weighing in at 200 pounds! He is the 2008 Emperor of the Ring and one-half of the current ACW Tag Team Champions! Representing the Senatorial Stable! He is the self-proclaimed "Perfect Ten!" Jaaay! ZEEEEEROOOO! [/center] In the ring, while also keeping an eye on the odd actions from Henry McKaye, Steele looks up towards the stage at the man he's gotten into quite some bickering with lately. As Zero begins to make his way down the entrance ramp, Philip Jones exits the ring behind Jake Steele, making his way back towards the time-keepers table. Zero slaps a few lucky fans hands as he passes them on the entrance way, but still, he doesn't break his concentration much. He has something to prove tonight, and he doesn't plan on letting anything get in the way of doing so. He passes by the fairly large ladder by going to its side, and as he does so, he can begin to feel a shiver running through his body. He stops right before the ring, continuing to look at Jake Steele. Rolling his shoulders and taking a deep breath, he removes his sunglasses, now being to see much more in this already darkened arena. It is now that Jay notices Henry McKaye sitting at ringside. He raises an eyebrow at this - but still, this match needs to start sometime. Zero places the sunglasses on the ring apron and then unhooks his Tag Team Title Belt, and hands it to a ring worker. He pulls his boas off of his shoulders, and doesn't waste any time, throwing them to the ground right before sliding into the ring as this match plans to start. Referee Joey Reynolds throws his arm out and signals for the opening bell now. This International Title match is officially underway!Ding Ding Ding! [/b]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:47:52 GMT -5
The opening bell sounds and this triple threat match looks to make it's start. With only the champion and one of the challengers in the ring, we can only wonder what Henry McKaye's gameplan in going into this sure to be memorable ladder match. Nevertheless, Jay Zero and Jake Steele aren't going to wait around for Henry to make a move, so instead, these two look to start things off alone. Why even bother, right? They charge, locking up in a grapple to test the strength a bit. With Steele getting a bit of the upper hand, Zero quickly shifts the momentum, swinging his body around and pushing Steele away. Turning around, Steele is caught off guard by a series of swift punches from Zero. Backing himself into the ropes, Steele turns it around by then blocking one of the next strikes by quickly thrusting his long leg up, kicking Zero right in the midsection. Steele quickly jumps on offense, clubbing Zero in the back several times, then throwing a hard left hook down there every now and then to try and shake the contender.
Maxwell McNally[/color]: Well Eddie, as this triple threat match is underway, first, I just have to ask the question that everybody is wondering - "What is Henry McKaye doing?!" He's involved in this match - yet, he's not!
'Fast' Eddie Edison[/color]: Well look at these two Maxy! This isn't a wrestling match, this is a brawl so far! You think Henry wants to get in on that?
Steele uses both hands when he grabs Zero by his greasy, gelled up hair, using them to gain momentum when running towards the corner turnbuckles and then smashing his face down onto the top turnbuckle. Zeros head bounces off and he turns his body around, now resting in the corner, open to body shots that Steele may want to perform. And of course, he takes advantage of that. Cold, hard right shots begin to pound his stomach as the champ shows no mercy. He backs up a step and then thrusts his leg out to stomp Jay Zero as if he was looking to break a rib or two early on in this contest. Steele stomps down again, once, twice, three more times before backing away to glance at Henry McKaye, showing him how it's done. McKaye doesn't move an inch in his chair however, he sure does like the view from down where he's at. Steele turns around, rubbing the back of his left palm, warming it up for a hard back hand chop! He goes to deliver, but thinking more aggressively - Zero thrusts out his chest and uses his left arm to trap Steele's forearm! Zero swings his body around, yanking on the arm with two hands now, sending Steele through the second rope and shoulder first into the steel post! The thud that this sound makes even makes the haters of Jake Steele go "oooh" and show some remorse.
Steele slumps down, sliding down between the ropes before falling down onto the ring apron. With his shoulder now stinging in pain, Steele realizes that mistakes like that cannot happen again. Zero also now looks over at McKaye, making sure nothing's up with him, before he slides underneath the bottom rope, focusing his attention back onto Jake Steele. He yanks Jakes body so that he is lying flat on the ring apron now, and then proceeds to use all of his forearm to slam and club him right in the pectorals. Ooph! That blow may have taken the wind out of Steele who tries to roll over, by ends up actually falling to the outside now, his body barely bouncing as he hits the not-so-protective outside mats. As Zero helps pull Steele to his feet, he is punched right in the gut again. He slumps over, but doesn't let Steele take charge just yet again. He rams his lower thigh and knee right into Steeles lower-midsection and grabs him by the head, ramming him head first to the top of the security barricade.
A flurry of lefts, rights, and kicks begin to hit Jake Steele in nearly every direction to the point where he can't begin to defend himself properly. Zero finally stops and pounds his forearm into the side of Jake Steeles face before grabbing him by the shoulders and pulling him to a vertical base. He swings his body around, throwing Steele back first into the ring apron now, sprinting forward and spearing his shoulder right into Steeles stomach, slumping him over. Breathing heavily now from all the heavy paced striking that he's done, Zero looks to slow it down a bit, bringing Jake Steele towards the middle of the gap the separates the ring from the security barricade. He throws his arm over Steeles head and now looks like he's ready to suplex him right down onto the hard floor. He pumps his legs and lifts Steele high, but the International Champion twists his body, landing feet first behind him before running forward while pushing Zero, sending him shoulder first into the steel post!
Maxwell McNally[/color]: Showing no remorse here is Jake Steele catching a quick second wind, uses that advantage to throw Jay Zero straight into that non-forgiving steel!
Steele picks Zero up and begins to walk with him, moving towards the Spanish Announcers Table where Senor Grimes and "La Playa" are regretting sitting there! Steele rams Zero's head onto the top of the table which bounces off, forcing him to stumble towards the ring. Steele pushes Zero under the bottom rope and slides in as well. But a quick burst of energy shows Zero rolling forward in a somersault, standing right to his feet and sprinting across the ring, bouncing off the ropes and hitting Steele out of nowhere with a quick, impactful spinning wheel kick! Momentum throws Steele back, landing right on his neck before springing to his feet in a daze where Zero quickly runs at him with a clothesline, sending him straight over the top rope - unfortunately, right next to Henry McKaye!
McKaye jumps out of his chair, getting out of Jake Steeles way, and now before running out there, Zero sees this as well. McKaye looks up at Zero who isn't even going to dare and make a move out that way, so instead, McKaye steps back, holding his arms up in the air as if he's innocent. He backs away from the area, making his way towards the entrance ramp now, slowly taking off his jacket once Zero turns his attention. Zero finally slides out of the ring now where Steele is also standing to his feet. Away from the two, McKaye throws his jacket to the ground and grabs the ladder that stands in the entrance way, closing it up and holding it to his side as he walks towards the ring! Meanwhile Zero strikes Steele with a left hand, sending him back into the barricade once more while glancing at the steel chair that McKaye has brought to ringside. Knowing that this could work against him, Zero grabs the chair and throws it away from the scene, tossing it more towards the entrance ramp. McKaye slides the ladder into the ring and then hears the crashing of the steel chair down onto the ground. With a smile on his face, his opportunity opens.
'Fast' Eddie Edison[/color]: Maxy, I get it now! McKaye's just going to sneak past these two, climb up that ladder and get the title harm free! It's perfect!
Maxwell McNally[/color]: Oh I don't know about that Eddie, - look at McKaye now, walking towards both Jay Zero and Jake Steele! He's now grabbing that steel chair that he brought to the ringside area, what's he looking to do?
McKaye grabs the steel chair, folding it up into one solid, flat piece. As Zero keeps up the left shots onto Steele, McKaye strikes! He swings the chair, cracking Zero in the neck and possibly even the back of his head! He falls to the ground hard, and Henry wastes no time in running forward, nearly booting Jake Steeles head off with a vicious kick! He slumps to the ground and within a very stark moment, Henry has completely taken over this match, much to the dismay of the fans here in Washington D.C.! McKaye tosses the chair down and drops to a knee, lifting up the ring apron. Searching around now, he smiles as he comes upon a second ladder. Slowly he pulls it out and it looks to be the same height as the previous ladder, most likely 15 feet tall. He lifts it up and slides this one into the ring now. But this time, he leaves his opponents stretched out on the outside and enters the ring.
McKaye first picks up the ladder that he just brought into the ring and decides to toss it into one of the corners, propping it up so that it stands at an angle. He then walks over to the first ladder that was in the entrance way and picks it up, this time opening it up and securing the metal bars to be fully opened and locked. Looking up, The God of War looks to see where the best position would be to place this ladder in accordance with the International title! On the outside, Steele is showing more life than Zero at this point as he kicks his legs. However, Zero is trying to crawl towards the security barricade, most likely to try and pull himself up. McKaye sets the ladder down and smiles to his delight when he glances over to his opponents and sees no real life within them.
'Fast' Eddie Edison[/color]: I told ya Maxy! Look! McKayes in the ring about to climb that ladder, and not even one of these guys are close to him! It's over! We got a new International Champion!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:48:36 GMT -5
Steele shakes off the cobwebs and looks up and into the ring to see Henry McKaye, slowing placing his leg on the bottom step of the ladder. For some reason, McKaye just isn't looking too comfortable - maybe he feels like he got an old rehashed one that Thunder Train once tried to climb and believes that it's about to snap! Nevertheless, the title is on the line and he knows it. Zero pulls himself up with the security barricade, most likely not knowing where he is after that chairshot and Steele is now on one knee. Zero stumbles, falling right onto the ring apron and he proceeds to slide into the ring, then seeing Henry McKaye who is about halfway up the ladder now! Zero scurries over, jumping up to grab McKaye by the tights where he begins to yank him down to his level! Maxwell McNally[/color]: Wrong again Eddie! As the very dazed Jay Zero just proved, you can't sell these guys short one bit! McKaye lands right down on his feet where Zero greets him with a big fist! He stumbles back, now looking to strike with a forearm! Zero ducks under and turns around hitting a forearm blast of his own to the back of Henry's head! He stumbles forward holding his neck area and then turns around right into an armdrag! He stands to his feet - another armdrag! He stands again and at the very moment, Zero leaps upwards, landing on McKayes shoulders before leaning back, flipping McKaye with a hurricanrana to which the crowd goes crazy over! This seems to have just momentarily drained Jay Zero however, but it's all good since he is now the only one remaining in the ring with Henry now rolling underneath the bottom rope to recover. But where has Jake Steele been? On the outside, he's recovered now -- but he's looking to spice things up in this Non-Disqualification matchup! With the ring apron pulled up, Steele has already found a kendo stick which he placed on the ring apron -- but now it appears as if he's found a table. What in gods name?! With a smile on his face, he pulls the large, unforgiving wooden table out from underneath the ring, lifting it up. He places it on the ring apron and pushes it into the ring now, away from where Zero lies stagnant. Getting to his feet, he picks the table up on one end so that he can open up it's legs. He then does the same with the other side so that it now stands freely. Steele nods his head and slaps his open palm down on the table, looking to put somebody in a load of pain. As he turns around, Steele quickly finds Jay Zero who is now getting to his feet. Already being low to the ground, Zero thrusts his shoulder upwards, contacting Steele right in the gut! He leaps to his feet and places Steele over his shoulders! He lifts him up in a Firemans Carry position and begins to spin around! Just then the runs as fast as he can, turning his body and flipping Jake Steele with the Zero Darkness, straight into the ladder propped up into the corner! 'Fast' Eddie Edison[/color]: My god! I thought he about to go through that table! In massive amount of pain, Steeles body slumps down off of the ladder in which he then proceeds to roll out of the ring because of. His upper back and neck area were just simply crushed with that variation of the finishing maneuver of the tag team champion! But then again, this may have drained whatever he had going for him! Breathing heavily, Zero looks up at the International Title, knowing that he needs to act quickly! But just then, Henry McKaye slides back into the ring and clotheslines Zero to the mat as he was momentarily caught off guard. He lifts Zero to his feet and then surprisingly looks to put him into the Gory Special?! A very odd choice by McKaye as this match cannot end in a submission. But no need to worry! Zero escapes the move before it can be locked in and he then grabs McKaye by the shoulders, yanking him backwards right into the corner! Zero grabs McKaye’s arm and irish whips him into across the ring and directly into the ladder that stands just below the International title! McKaye’s back smashes against it, but he keeps it standing up in the middle of the ring as he takes a couple breaths. Zero looks up at the title, then to the ring ropes and he gets an idea. He jumps over the top rope onto the ring apron and he clutches the top rope as the crowd is cheering, anticipating whatever Zero has in mind. He pulls back on the top rope and leaps over as McKaye smartly and instinctively ducks at the very last minute, some fans begin to boo but Zero doesn’t seem affected as he did exactly what he had planned. He lands on one of the ladder rungs, and he looks up towards the title. He begins climbing up, step by step getting closer to regaining what he thinks is rightfully his. The crowd wills him on with each step as Zero begins smiling as he raises his arm into the air, reaching for the title. He still isn’t close enough as he takes another step up. He places his hand on the title as the crowd begins to go crazy with cheers, he begins unhooking it - until McKaye smashes his elbow against the back of Zero. Zero being caught off guard holds his back as McKaye throws his elbow into the back of Zero yet again. Then to make it worse McKaye takes one of Zero’s legs and pulls them, causing Zero to fall down the ladder a bit but not completely off. Though that was enough for McKaye as he places his back up against the ladder and starts reverse climbing the few rungs. He reaches Zero and grabs him, placing him onto his back and with all his strength he begins climbing down the rungs and he stretches Zero out with a very tactical Gory Special. There is no tapping out in the match but McKaye doesn’t seem to care as he pulls harder and harder with the trademark move. Zero can do nothing but cringe and groan at the pain of the move, trying to somehow break free. McKaye takes a few steps around the ring and he finally falls onto his back, crushing Zero with a Gory Bomb straight through the table that Jake Steele had brought into play! 'Fast' Eddie Edison: Holy shit! Holy shit Maxy did you see that?! He just-- he! Yikes! Zero holds his stomach in extreme pain as he lies in the complete wreckage of a completely demolished table while McKaye rolls off of him and stands to his feet, looking at the man he failed to defeat a month ago then glancing over at the ladder which has fell to the ground due to the impact of the Gory Bomb. McKaye can feel the ending creeping up on him as he takes a few seconds to glare at the International Title. The crowd has fallen silent as you can now hear a Russo drop. Moments pass as it seems that McKaye has this match in the bag. He walks over to the ladder and props it up. He begins moving it so that it is placed right under the belt. McKaye slowly takes steps up, taking each step to stare out into the crowd so that they can fully experience a new champion being crowned. He holds one hand on a rung of the ladder and leans back a bit to soak it all in. He continues to climb up with one hand, it gets closer within his grasp. The crowd is jeering a bit. Then we begin to hear more boos pour mixed with some people in the crowd standing up in excitement. McKaye looks over to his left and it becomes obvious within the blink of an eye. RIGHT IN YO’ FACE! 20,000 strong in the Verizon Center are now on their feet after the International Champion made his return to the match in a big big way. For those who didn’t catch what happened the screen emits a second screen for a replay view. [REPLAY][/I] With McKaye forgetting about the ladder which was placed in the corner, Steele climbed the turnbuckle, then he climbed the ladder rungs. He positioned himself around the ladder and he leaped off with his knee extended and propped to hit McKaye directly in the face - which it did.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:49:03 GMT -5
After the replay ends, we now return back to see whatever is left of these three highly determined men. During all of the commotion Zero has slid out onto the mat below. McKaye is knocked out and Steele himself is in shock of what just happened as he lays back on the mat taking heavy breaths. The once Double Champion seems to be the only man left who knows where he is at still, as he looks up into the skylights. Some of those in the crowd try to will Zero on, some try to will Steele on and somewhere backstage Russo is praying to whatever god he believes in that McKaye pulls a Thunderkiss and hops right back up. But that doesn’t seem to be happening as Steele does something that he’s never done or planned on doing before - he kips up. The semi-torn crowd jeers and cheers for this as Steele is at his feet showing off his cocky as ever smile. Steele looks around at the crowd, and then around the ring and he thinks for a second. He then out of nowhere starts jogging in place while moving his shoulders left to right. Some people in the crowd start laughing as they realize Steele is doing the “Shawty Lo Dance“. He then stops and does a cutthroat motion as he mouths the words “fuck that”. Steele walks over to one of the ladders in the ring and he picks it up. Steele takes a few steps back and now decides to prop the ladder up. He makes sure its up perfectly and then he climbs. He keeps one hand in the air so that he knows just how close he is with each step. He gets to the very top and places both of his hands on the title, but just as he has it - Zero slides in and double dropkicks the ladder. It tilts over and Steele lands onto the ropes neck first as he bounces back and lands hard. Zero stops and now he takes the time to look out into the crowd, who seem to be really behind him. He doesn’t waste anymore time as he grabs the ladder and sets it up. He climbs up yet again with the crowd now chanting “Zero. Zero. Zero”. While Zero climbs, McKaye slowly is getting to his feet and crawling over to the ladder. McKaye grabs a rung and maneuvers himself up. Zero sees him and he makes his way back down the ladder. He goes over to his old school rival and he pulls him off and up the ladder, immediately turning him around and beginning to lay into him with punches. With each punch the crowds cheers get louder. Zero begins a boxing style combo of punches with kickboxing like knees mixed into it. Zero leaves McKaye bent over as he dashes to the ropes and leaps into the air. He goes for his signature Head Butt move but McKaye props himself up at the very last minute and he catches Zero in mid-air, placing his arm between his legs and holding him in the air for about three seconds. Zero looks stunned by this second wind of McKaye as he slams him down with a Blue Thunder Driver! Once again all three men are down. But this time not even one of them seem to be showing any signs of movement. The crowd is buzzing with anticipation for whatever may happen next. They begin clapping and stomping their feet, trying to wake the superstars in the ring. Minutes pass and finally they begin to stir, albeit at a very slow pace. The stomping gets louder as the warriors inside of the ring are rising to their feet. Another minute has passed and now all three men have made it to their feet. McKaye holds the ropes as he stands to his feet looking at Zero. Zero glares over at Steele, who glares back at Zero then over at McKaye. These men all have a goal and a specific reason to make sure that they walk out with the International Title around their waist. Jay Zero feels cheated, and in his mind he never lost it. Now is his time to regain it back and become a Double Champion. Henry McKaye is a born soldier, fifteen years in the business and Russo has sent him to make sure that his experience brings International status back to OCW. And Jake Steele - he has to prove that despite the way he obtained his title, he will do anything to keep it in his grasp and he will do it at any cost. The tension reaches it’s boiling point and all three men explode onto each other with punches and kicks. No one man in the ring focuses on one of their opponents for too long as they try to fend off each other. Somehow in the midst of all of this Steele and McKaye stop punching each other and focus directly on Jay Zero. The double team assault catches the Tag Team Champion off guard as he gets an onslaught of punches. McKaye and Steele kick Zero in the gut and they position him for a double suplex, but he blocks it. Zero tries to power out punching both men in the sides, then running to the ropes. He tries to hit a Flying Crossbody but both McKaye and Steele duck it just in time. Zero holds his gut while Steele dashes over to him and he starts smashing in the back with heavy elbows and chops. Steele picks Zero up to his feet and furies with more chops as he irish whips him to McKaye who kicks him in the gut and lifts him up and then down for a Scoop Slam. McKaye points to Steele, telling him to keep Zero down as he climbs the top rope. McKaye stands up on the rope and looks to leap off - that is until Steele pulls one over on McKaye and pulls the ropes down, causing McKaye to drop balls first onto the top turnbuckle. McKaye holds his OCW jewels and mouths a few choice words as Steele hops on the second turnbuckle and steps his way up with a enzuiguri! McKaye stumbles and falls out of the ring to the padding below! Steele falls back himself but he gets right back up. He grabs Zero’s arm and drags him to underneath the ladder. Steele then once again climbs the ladder, and judging by the crowds reaction they now seem to be overloaded with jeers once they have realized that Steele just may be champ after this match is over. He takes paced steps up and at about halfway - his dreams are cut short yet again. Zero gets his own second wind and he grabs both sides of the ladder and pushes it back over his head. Steele looks as he tries to hold but smartly hops off just in time and lands to his feet. His heart begins to beat at a rapid rate as he jumps and grabs a ring rope, making sure he is really still standing. He calms himself down as he turns around and sees Zero getting up. Steele charges at his rival and goes for a Shuffle Side Kick but Zero bends over avoiding it. Zero watches as Steele stumbles a bit then turns around, getting greeted with a Standing Zero-Sen Kick. Steele stumbles back some more, now hurting from the kick. Zero takes advantage as he kicks Steele in the gut and throws his head in between his legs. Zero holds Steele in a pre-power bomb position, taking a second to breathe before he lifts Steele into the air and hits The Crucifixion! Steele’s body bounces up on the mat as Zero is feeling the momentum come back in his favor. He grabs Steele by the head and picks him up. Zero then lifts Steele onto his shoulders and everyone goes nuts for what is about to come next. Zero holds up the man who has been a thorn in his side since the beginning of this month, in the same position that has helped him win the Tag Team Titles and get some revenge on Steele before. Zero closes his eyes as he knows this will end the match. He throws Steele of- No! Steele begins elbowing Zero in the side of the head as he hops down behind him. The crowd begins to boo until literally out of the blue Zero hits the Zero Chance! Everyone in the Verizon Center jumps to their feet after that always unpredictable move which now has Jake Steele laying face first on the mat and Jay Zero in a seated position looking at Steele and more importantly - The International Championship. He props himself up using the ropes and he begins to puff and heave, trying to regain his composure to properly climb the ladder. He slowly takes steps over to the ladder but as he looks to his left Henry McKaye has got back onto the apron and caught of the attention of Jay! Henry looks ready as Zero lunges at him but is stopped with a hard elbow to the face! McKaye gets back into the ring and grabs him by the sides, picking him up and quickly driving him into his knee with a backbreaker. Not worrying about anything else McKaye begins to move nearly at the speed of light as he sets the ladder back up. He makes sure its sturdy and he begins climbing. Feeling the pain but not feeling it nearly enough to stay down, now Zero gets back to his feet and climbs up to reach McKaye. McKaye tries kicking around the ladder to knock Zero off but he dodges each kick trying to get to the top. They both reach the top and instantly they start going in with punches. McKaye comes in with a left as the crowd boos, Zero with a right as the crowd rightfully cheers. Left, Right, Left, Right, Left, Right, Right, Right, Headbutt? Zero knocks McKaye back causing him to try and stay on top, clutching the very top of the ladder. But Zero hits him with another punch and McKaye falls back off the ladder as the crowd is getting more and more hype. Steele is down, McKaye is down and this could only mean one thing. Zero lays his head down onto the top of the ladder as his name continues to be chanted by his now huge fan base. He slowly lifts his head up and he places one hand on the title. He then places another over the title and he unhooks it. The crowd is exploding as Phillip Jones gets ready to ring the bell. Zero gets ready to pull the belt off the hook and call this a night, when completely out of nowhere, Henry McKaye has gotten back to his feet already, leaping off of the top turnbuckle and pulls the title away from Zero’s clutches. McKaye and Zero both fall backwards to the mat as McKaye hits a Lungblower! [REPLAY][/I] Just as exciting as the first time. We see McKaye falling to what was supposed to be his end. Then we see Zero trying to pull the International Title off the hook. Then we see McKaye hopping to his feet, surviving the fall he just took and jumping off of the turnbuckle. He soars through the air in the slow-mo cam as Zero falls all the way to the mat.“HOLY SHIT” “HOLY SHIT” “HOLY SHIT” That’s all the crowd can say after such a huge move. McKaye rolls out of the ring screaming in pain as Zero does pretty much the same. The crowd is going out of their minds as the only man left in the ring is Jake Steele. There is a moment where Steele is just out in the ring, not even having a ounce of realization of what just occurred. Time continues to pass by, while Steele slowly begins to stir. After a few moments, he gets to his knees and holds the ropes, still not realizing that no one else is around. He finally gets to his feet and shakes the cobwebs out of his head, keeping his balance with one hand on the rope as he leans back. He steps back and stops. He looks left to right and it kicks in - he’s all alone. Steele takes slow but fast steps to the ladder, as he picks it up out of the corner and drags it to the middle of the ring. Steele places it upright and climbs. He very very slowly makes his way up the ladder as the flash of cameras in the crowd can be seen. The final moments pass. Steele is at the top. He doesn’t have much to do as he pulls the already unhooked title off of it’s hook and he holds it close to his chest as the final bell rings. *Ding, Ding* Philip Jones: Ladies and gentlemen! Here is your winner and STILL the International Champion! JAAAAAKE! STEEEELE!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 25, 2008 14:49:29 GMT -5
Post-Match Segment: Champion of The Dark Credit: Steele
Finally. Finally this ladder match from hell is over with. The final bell has rung and after tables, ladders and everything else being in the mix, Steele is at the top of the ladder, clutching his title. Phillip Jones has declared him the official winner and as he rests at the top, it signifies that Steele may have just proved why he is International Champion. The crowd is livid with a mixed reaction, not knowing whether to cheer or boo as the winner did indeed give it his all, as did the challengers. Steele slowly lifts his head up and looks back to ringside. He motions for Phillip to give him a microphone to speak with and after a few seconds he does. He gets into the ring and climbs a few rungs of the ladder, handing it to Steele. Steele takes it and manuevers himself to sit atop of the ladder, his International Title over his shoulder and a tired smile on his face. He raises the mic to his mouth and speaks.
Steele - Proof. Proof dat after all da ignorance. After all da drama, title changes and ups and downs... I'm still champ. I just put my body on da line! Not FOR you people, but TO you all out there. It's a message. Da final message. It's da beginning of an era... da era of Jake Steele. Da era of Thunder Train. Da era of XS3. RSX3 is a force, a force dat nobody will be able to stop. Every last one of us is at da top of our game and we can't be stopped. Try all you want... whoever may try and stop us next. But you gonna fail. You hear dat America? You gonna fail! Cause I am exactly what da fuck I say am... I'm da truth, and I can't. be. sto-[/COLOR]
Just as Steele was about to say "stop", the lights shut off. Everyone is buzzing to see if this is what they think it is and from what we can see of Steele, he looks to be panicking (though the view of him is really blurry and dark). The lights of the camera flash on and off, as about thirty seconds has passed. We suddenly get our lights back and Steele is still at the top of the ladder, albeit more than a bit frightened. He hasn't moved an inch and he seems to be in a state of shock. He slowly moves out of that state as he looks up above him to see...
A Kendo Stick.
Steele yanks the Stick down and throws it onto the mat, putting the mic to his mouth frantically.
Steele - Hell nah! D-dis ain't happenin'. Nah, I took care of you already! You gone! GONE![/color]
Steele drops the mic and quickly climbs down the ladder, exiting the ring and making his way to the back as fast as possible. Only one man is known for messing with the light switches and carrying a kendo stick around... but he's supposed to be gone? Is he really? Steele sure seems to think so.
[FADE]
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