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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 20, 2008 15:51:51 GMT -5
Segment: Old School/New School
(Credit: Scott/RDK)
It had been a while since Scott was involved in an International Title Match, and tonight was not any ordinary match, but a Hell In A Cell Scramble Match. This meant a whole new dimension had been added to the ordeal; no-one can escape the brutality. Scott has had his fair share of tough, gruelling matches; a “Bed of Roses Match” against Starkweather, “Falls Count Anywhere” against Jake Cheng, and who could forget the “Seven Deadly Sins” victory. It wasn’t as if Scott was nervous or ticked off about the stipulation, but more so one of the competitors; RDK. Last time these two squared off was the last match RDK wrestled under his full-time contract. Scott came out the victor by disqualification. Would tonight prove any different?
Scott makes his way backstage with his ring gear already on and his red jacket unzipped, revealing his cut abs and chest. The Scarlet Assassin walks confidently past a group of ladies, at which he quickly glances before turning around and coming face to face with the man everyone knows as the Macho Man RDK. The fans cheer as RDK looks down at Scott, his 6’7” figure slightly taller than Scott’s frame.
Scott: Fancy seeing you here. Let me guess, you’re on your way to the catering room to reveal that you’re an “ACW Legend” in hopes of scoring some free cup--
Macho: ---CAKES for the poor sissy sissy tiger lily bitch boy, the red "assman" lil' Scotty'Andrews! OoOoH Yeaah!
The fans cheer as the witty and wacky RDK hits Scott with a comeback.
Scott: I didn’t understand a damn word you just said, Randy. Point is, you’ve gotten away with milking your previous success for too long, leaving guys like me fighting and clawing my way to the top because people like you don’t want to give up their spot. And now you’ve come back to reach the limelight again, huh? Well you’re gonna have to go through me first...
Macho grits his teeth before closing his eyes and opening them up again as wide as possible, giving Scott a small fright in the process.
Macho: The Mach says, it DOESN'T MATTER whether he whooped ass 2 years ago, last year, last week, yesterday, today, tommorow, Dave Navarro----THE BOTTOM LINE IS, BRUDAH....
The Crowd's cheers get louder as Macho pauses
Macho: I haven't skipped a beat since we last met, and tonight, when all of my machomaniacs see me raise my rightful championship that I NEVER LOST, ABOVE MY HEAD....EVERYONE WILL KNOW, THAT THE MACHO MAYUN....HAS COME HOME.....
Crowd: TO THE AAAAA---SEEEEE-----DUBYAH!
Macho: Dig it, brudah!
Scott scoffs in the face of his rival.
Scott: No matter what you say you’d never beat me one on one, and if I remember correctly, the last time we met, I beat you. So don’t prance around like you own the place, Randy. If there’s one thing I enjoy it’s knocking people off their high horse; and you seem to be riding a really high horse. Just stay out of my way tonight.
And with that, Scott brushes past RDK towards the next corridor as Randy looks back at Scott.
Macho: Only horse you're gonna be knockin' off is gonna' be in your bedroom when you go to sleep tonight, JABRONE! OoOoH YEAAH!
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 20, 2008 15:53:01 GMT -5
Segment: The Doom Inside Us All, Chapter II (Credit: RSX3)
Failure.
That's the only word that can describe the way XS3 is feeling right now. Just moments after hearing the sound of his wife's voice ring through his ears, the mask of Exemplar has fallen to the ground and cast aside. XS3 sits on the locker room bench of the Road Steelers, looking down at the tag title on the floor. He can't even begin to comprehend what just went down. At this point, nothing matters to XS3 anymore.
At this point, the sound of a door opening and closing cuts off XS3's thought process. He gives it no heed as Jake Steele, currently under the guise of The Nightmare, lurks into the locker room.
The Nightmare - Ahh, there you are.[/COLOR]
XS3 finally notices The Nightmare standing next to him, breathing heavily with psychosis practically rolling off his tongue. Finally, XS3 throws his head back and gets the hair out of his face.
XS3: I… I'm losing it.
The Nightmare gives a quizzical look.
The Nightmare - What do you speak of Matthew?[/COLOR]
XS3: He was there… He showed up in her dreams again.
The Nightmare - ...Thunderkiss. I assume that he once again portrayed himself during Christine's slumber.[/color]
XS3 nods before placing his head in his hands.
XS3: I couldn't do anything… I just…
The Nightmare - Matthew, if it was in her dreams, then nothing could be done unless your last name is Krueger. They were simply circumstances beyond your control.[/color]
The Nightmare's words almost seem to bounce off XS3, who stands up from the bench and delivers a straightforward kick that sends the nearby TV flying off the stand and off the wall, where it crashes down to the floor.
XS3: I've failed. I can't believe I wasn't there for her when she needed it. Look at me! Look at what I've become! I'm not an exemplar, I'm not a hero, fuck I'm not even a family man anymore. I'm just Matt, a broken-down beaten shell called Matthew Keith Irvine.
XS3 bends down and picks up the mask of Exemplar. He turns to The Nightmare and holds it front of his face.
XS3: This mask doesn't help… All it does is take my mind off of the pain that bastard has caused me.
The Nightmare - NOW LISTEN TO YOURSELF![/COLOR]
The Nightmare, despite being outweighed and smaller, grabs a hold of XS3 and drives him back-first into the locker. XS3 looks down in shock as The Nightmare looks up at him with a newfound fire in his eyes.
The Nightmare - He may have been in her dreams, but it wasn't make believe! That is what his plan was this whole time! He cares not about titles; look at his Entertainment title! There is no single thing Entertaining about a proposed "God of Thunder" carrying around a belt that equals the value of wood! All he cares about is embarrassing and breaking us down as a unit. He wanted this to happen. He wanted to step onto you like a ant under his steroid injected boot. He yearns to rename ACW "The Thunderkiss Show". As long as he breathes, he will constantly be seeking attention. He is the equalvent to a whore on the street; or Dan White, both want nothing more than to have someone bust a load of semen onto their faces. Thunderkiss winning your tag titles is like getting semen sprayed in his face![/color]
The Nightmare eases up on his grip before tossing XS3 to the ground with unseen strength. He then picks up the International title and holds it front of XS3's face.
The Nightmare - Plus, you fail to realize that you are not the only one with concerns. Tonight I will enter Hell in a Cell and do battle with five unforgiving competitors who all want to be International Champion! It is a burden that has been on the shoulders of Jake Steele, and I have been summoned to assist him and finish the war for him. Even without the mask, you are a selfish person, Matthew! All you care about is your goddamn title! You are no better than Thunderkiss, if you continue with that logic![/COLOR]
The Nightmare then turns his back to his partner, the one who summoned him tonight. XS3 brushes himself off and returns to a vertical base.
XS3: Look, I know I haven't been focusing much on your title match tonight. But that doesn't mean I don't care. Zero's gone down. McKaye's gone down. Hell, Freeman suffered burns because of the demented side of Jake Steele. Tonight's going to be acrimonious for you; there's no doubt about it. But the strength inside of you is greater than I've ever seen. Nightmare or not, your heart beats like a lion. Stick to a solid game plan and I know you'll overcome the odds, even if RDK is in the match.
Having heard the words of XS3, The Nightmare slowly turns to face him. He nods, a small smile forming on his face before he bends down and picks up the tag title and mask. The Nightmare holds them in front of XS3, who takes both items.
The Nightmare - I thank you. Your concern is very much appreciated. So long as I have the support of Doomtrain, Christine and yourself, I will be destined to walk out tonight as the victor. And as far as it goes for you brother, you must remember a key detail... they have never had a tag match together. Just like any two egos which shouldn't be mixed, or two elements which are unable to cooperate; they will explode underneath pressure. After tonight's victory, you can focus on yourself, your wife, your family and your friends. I shall focus on conquering those five whom have yet to experience a true nightmare... and while I do so I expect you to defeat the demons who haunt you as well. Understood?[/color]
XS3 looks down and sees The Nightmare extending a hand to his brother. XS3 hesitates for a moment before looking down at the mask of Exemplar. Without warning, he slowly turns around and brings the mask up above his head. Sure enough, XS3 slowly attaches the mask to his face and once again becomes Exemplar. He turns to face The Nightmare and accepts his handshake.
Exemplar: Understood. I am indebted to you.
The Nightmare - As I am to you. Tonight we shall overcome.[/color]
The two nod before releasing the handshake. The Nightmare then makes his way past Exemplar and out the door to resume preparing for his match tonight. Meanwhile, Exemplar once again sits down on the bench, awaiting the arrival of Doomtrain.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 20, 2008 15:53:46 GMT -5
Segment: Leave any doubt on the doorstep (Credit: BK London/Jake Cheng)
As the scene fades in, Jake Cheng - already a winner tonight, is making his way back to his locker room. In one of the opening contests, he managed to defeat Josh Robertson - a person who has been quite a pest lately in and out the ring. With a sweaty towel over his shoulder, he finally reaches his locker room where the ACW Champion - and most of all, his best friend, is there to greet him with a standing applause.
Jake Cheng smiles, as he's glad that at least one person truly appreciates him tonight, since he knows the fans were only on his side due to the fact that he was the lesser of two evils.
Jake Cheng: Why thank you, thank you, I do say that was a masterful performance.
BK London: I agree, you looked really top notch out there. One of your best matches I've seen lately.
Jake Cheng: You know, I'd have to agree with you. But enough about my match, that's old news, let's talk about your match tonight.
BK London: What about my match?
Jake Cheng: What about your match? BK, I don't know if you notice, but you could very well lose this match tonight. And then what? You'd be forced to retire from professional wrestling. What are you going to do next if that happens huh? There's not much a young black man from Broo-
BK London: - slow your role right there Jake. I don't know if you paid attention to what I did Monday on Warfare, but I superkicked the shit out of Jay Zero. I mean, I superkicked him so hard that he fell off the stage - and we even saw some fireworks as the result of that. Jay Zero could come out and guarantee victory tonight, and make all these accusations that he's fine and 100%, but the fact of the matter is that he's not. He's not even 75%. I've beaten men at their best, and with him barely being seriously injured, I think I've got this in the bag. Jake, I am NOT going anywhere. Got that?
Jake Cheng: Yeah I got that, but..
BK London: But nothing Jake. We talked about this on Monday, you've got to have some confidence in me. Everything is in my favor tonight, and before you know it, we'll be at the titty bar celebrating the only way BK London knows how...
Jake Cheng: I hear that...
BK London: I'm going to get a few more things ready for the main event.
Jake Cheng: Alright, I'm going to hit the showers. See you after the show.
BK London: No doubt.
And with that, London takes his exit from the locker room while Jake Cheng takes the towel off his shoulders and throws it aside. The thought of BK London losing is still rattling in his mind, as he knows London isn't exactly guaranteed a victory tonight, but it was best for him not to think about it. Cheng heads to the shower, and the scene fades out from there.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 20, 2008 15:54:34 GMT -5
Match 5: Ginger's Favor Match - Falls Count Anywhere Hunter vs. Danny Mainer (Credit: Danny Mainer) “Closer” by Nine Inch Nails hits as the lights dropped, strobes pulsing all around the arena as a loud cackling laugh overshadows the intro. After the full intro the lyrics start depicting scenes of a sexual nature as Danny walks out looking as “joyful” as ever. He hasn’t gone for flash in his entrance as he ignores the ten-thousand strong crowd that are ALL booing the man who was looking to beat Andrew Hunter. He doesn’t notice though and so the ex-International Champion walks down the ramp, those foolish enough to try and get a high-five from him are promptly ignored. Danny walks down to the ring twirling around and slicing down with his fore-arm as if he were striking a piece of meat on a table; he then jumps onto the apron and climbs into the ring. He raises his arms and then climbs up the nearest corner to the top-rope standing tall and straight like a statue. With his footing carefully on the ropes, he then makes a cut-throat sign before wowing the audience with a back-flip.Phillip Jones: ”Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is Falls Count ANYWHERE!!! Introducing first, from Las Vegas, Nevada weighing in at 171 pounds. He is a FORMER ACW International Champion, please welcome ‘The Psycho Butcher’… DAAAANNNY MAIIIINEEEEER!”AND HELL FOLLOWED WITH HIM ”1776” by Iced Earth hit as Hunter walked out of the curtain to huge cheering for the legend from the audience. Arrogant as he may be, he was loved by the fans for wanting to take out the psychotic freak Danny Mainer for his own personal gain. He sprinted down the ropes looking as impressive as ever for the fight tonight. He ignored the audience and jogged up the stairs stopping on the apron and looking around at the audience before climbing inside the ring and squaring up to Danny.Phillip Jones: ”And from Rochester New York, weighing in at 240 pounds… ANDREEEEEWWWW HUNTEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRR!!!!The music died down soon after that. The bell rung as immediately the two clashed with a collar and elbow tie-up. Hunter being the master of counters that is immediately parried behind Danny after Danny attempted a fore-arm strike. Dan was caught unaware as Hunter kicked him in the back of the knee then setting him up for a backdrop Suplex. Hunter dropped back slamming Danny onto the mat painfully causing Danny to groan. Hunter wanted what was his and didn’t exactly waste time quickly following up with ring-shaking stamps to the chest. Hunter then clawed Danny’s head yanking him up by a handful of his hair hitting him with a devastating knife edge chop upon making it to his feet. WHAPASH! WHAPASH! WHAPASH! The move fondly used by the Senatorial Stable leader is now being used by Hunter to really bring the pain to Danny. Hunter then grabbed Danny and locked in a front face lock before dropping him with a simple vanilla DDT sending him head first into the mat. Hunter made an early cover attempt. Edison: ”You’re a fool if you think this’ll get the 3-count!”
1.
Kickout.
No surprises there, Hunter and Danny now on an equal playing field Danny was lunging forward to make a move of some descript but Hunter threw a knife edge chop at him. Danny dropped to the mat, as Hunter tried to quickly follow up with a fore-arm strike to the downed Mainer but he threw his legs up wrapping around his head with Hunter’s arm firmly in the grip of Danny. Danny shifted his weight and took him down with The Meat Hook (Cross Armbreaker) and started to crank it powerfully dead centre of the ring. Hunter sighed at this, not particularly pleased at what he was being put through. Using his height/weight advantage he soon powered out of it but not after a gentle touch of damage had been done to his right arm. As Hunter attempted to roll up to his feet Danny quick-sharp dashed out of the ring and under it causing Hunter a slight panic as he was unaware as to the presence of his opponent.
McNally: ”Mainer here is playing difficult to get and looks to get the drop on Hunt-WOAH! Check that out!”
Hunter looked around for the creepy Danny Mainer but he’d completely disappeared. His back turned, he was caught off guard by Danny Mainer who had come out from the entrance ramp side of the ring and had springboard dropkicked Hunter right into the back. Hunter fell throat first onto the opposing middle ropes groaning in agony. Danny could smell opportunity a mile away and so he ran across the ring, leaping on Hunter’s back and front-flipping over the top rope dropping a 100% ill leg drop to Hunter across the rope. Hunter moved though and Danny landed awkwardly. Stumbling around clutching his leg he was caught completely unaware by Hunter who then vaulted himself over the top crashing into Danny on the floor below. Hunter got up and used this time to pose, raising his arms and looking at the crowd telling them to go louder. This however left Hunter defenceless to another dropkick to the back, this one sending Hunter crashing face first into the steel ring-post falling in a heap on the floor.
Edison: ”Holy smokes! This is violent right from the get go! Mainer’s doing flips and Hunter’s flying through the air!”
Falls Count Anywhere. That was the name of this game and Hunter wasn’t in any position to play it as he lay on the floor clutching his forehead like someone with a bad migraine… well saying that it probably was the case but nevertheless, Danny wanted to make it worse. Hunter was using the ring-post to pull himself up to his feet. Danny being the ethereal wizard that he is hopped onto the ring apron, ran along it and flew into Hunter with another dropkick sending him flying over the crowd barrier and into the crowd which while was a rather heelish thing to do caused a huge amount of cheering from the crowd. Danny pursued Hunter into the crowd but all he did get when this happened was a flying forearm from Hunter with Hunter’s momentum sending them both onto the padded flooring outside the ring.
McNally: ”Whatever Danny wanted Hunter didn’t, now he’s straight back at square one in the centre of the ring and Hunter seems angry to me!”
Edison: ”Of course! He didn’t want to be here and why would he?! He’s retired… sorta’.”
Hunter got up and was hacked. He was fed up of Danny’s constant pandering and height-seeking and so he hit a Pendulum Backbreaker lifting Danny for it straight from the mat. Danny bounced off the mat aching as his spine was driven into practically concrete. Hunter was a little bored and decided to shake things up so he targeted the nearest fan. He powerfully pointed at the male fan like a soldier indicating the location of headquarters to his squad and he walked right to him. This horizontally challenged fan was powerless to escape Hunter who stole his t-shirt from him. He then rolled it into a cylinder up as if he was about to submerse it into the tie-dye stuff before climbing onto Danny’s back. He began choking him with the t-shirt
Edison: ”First weapon of the night! Check out the innovative use of clothing here from Hunter!”
McNally: ”A high fibre diet here isn’t proving to be good for The Butcher!”
Obese Fan: “Get offa’ mah tee-shert! I paid 20 dollars for that!”
Hunter while still choking Danny with the shirt turned and glared at the fat man.
Hunter: “Quiet fatso.”
He resumed choking Mainer with the t-shirt being absolutely relentless as he cut off his supply of oxygen. Danny started going red in the face and spittle flew out of his mouth as he gasped for oxygen, the first time in months his face had shown any colour besides ghost white. Hunter realizing that if he wanted the favour he was going through sheer hell to attain, he needed to not get arrested for murder so he let go of the t-shirt and threw it back to the fat guy. He then rolled Danny over and pinned him on the concrete.
McNally: ”Does Hunter have the win here or will Danny get out of this predicament?!”
One.
Two.
Kickout!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 20, 2008 15:55:25 GMT -5
Edison: ”Impressive!”Hunter was impressed to say the least in that he’d nearly choked him into subconscious and he’d still managed to kickout. Danny was desperately crawling away trying to regain his breath but Hunter was on him like a pack of wild bees, running up and launching a kick straight upwards underneath Danny catching him right in the sternum. Danny coughed and spluttered as he rolled onto his back as Hunter grabbed his ankle and dragged him back closer to the ring. With a game plan in mind, Hunter picked Danny up and threw him up for a Spinebuster twisting him in mid-air to drive him straight into the apron. Danny roared with pain and stumbled away to safety while Hunter reached under the ring and grabbed a steel chair. Danny turned around hearing the sound of metal clanking on the floor, so he instinctively wanted to see what Hunter was doing. Hunter grabbed the chair and jabbed it into his stomach causing him to gasp. He had little air left and so Hunter smashed it over his head. Danny, almost cartoon like as he paused for a second and fell to the floor. Hunter covered him again. McNally: ”WOAH! What a chair shot from Hunter there. That was absolutely brutal!”Edison: ”Someone get that man some Tylenol!”1!
2!
THR-Naw.The age old motto of Ross Lambert was that if a man had no oxygen he could not live and if he could not live he damn sure couldn’t fight so it really surprised Hunter just how resilient this kid was. Hunter was controlling the pace and he looked to end this quickly. He stepped it up and hit Danny with the Mystery Olives or at least tried to, as Danny threw a knee up into the gut and quickly twisted into a Wrist Lock. Danny climbed backwards over the crowd barrier and dropped downwards slamming his arm into the barrier. Hunter dropped to one knee clutching his arm, however this was opportunity but Danny was on the floor and on the other side of the ring while Hunter was relatively up to his feet. He easily could have secured the match ag-… nevermind. Danny vaulted over the crowd barrier latching onto Hunter with a headscissors take down sending him flying shoulder first on his right arm with the ring post. Hunter let out a cry as it almost felt like his shoulder had been completely dislocated. Danny rolled Hunter up by surprise. Edison: YOIKS! That’s got to hurt. Shoulder barged at 300 miles an hour into the ring post is a recipe for speed. In this business, Distance x Speed = Pain!”ONE!
TWO!
TH-KICKOUT!Danny Mainer: ”Hey, YOU! Hold this faggot still!”McNally: ”Strong words from The Psycho Butcher who’s getting the fans in on this action. What could he have planned?!”Danny grabbed Hunter and threw him at some big beefy guy in the crowd who cinched in a full nelson on the guy. Danny fired off machine gun knife-edge chops to the chest. Hunter was defenceless as Danny beat the living shit out of him w8ith absolutely no remorse. Danny then kicked him in the stomach hunching him over. He made a signal to the guy to keep Hunter held back as he swaggered backwards. He then lunged forward and twirled around sending a MASSIVE Meat Cleaver chop straight to the head but Hunter swerved. The guy, instinctively grabbed Danny’s hand nearly breaking it while Hunter rolled to the floor. Danny gasped in shock when the fan actually headbutted him nearly breaking his nose. Danny wobbled back… barely able to see through blurred eyes. Edison: ”Like a deer in the headlights, LOOK OUT!”Hunter: “SPARTA!” WHAM! McNally: ”Holy Heck!”Danny somehow managed to catch the fully powered boot of Hunter and twirl his leg around. Hunter using this extra momentum attempted to hit Hunter with his own Meat Cleaver but Danny grabbed the fore-arm and hit the Jakarta Smash, a 25 mile per hour elbow followed immediately by a second sending Hunter into a groggy phase. Danny then leapt forward and hit a face-shattering, lunging headbutt cracking Hunter directly on the bridge of his nose. Hunter was falling all over himself only barely remaining on his feet as Danny looked to finish off this devastating powerful attack sequence. Hunter turned his back to Danny in a daze as they came perilously close to the announce tables. Danny leapt onto the back of Hunter to cinch in a Piggy-Back Sleeper Hold to try and finish the job off for good but Hunter ran backwards into the ring post shattering his spine. Danny fell to the floor and Hunter started to undress the announce table. Edison: ”Ohnono! Hunter, WE don’t wanna be in this fight too y’know!”McNally: ”I suggest we get the Hell outta’ here before someone ends up kissin’ our feet!”Danny saw opportunity and lunged forward with a flying elbow but Hunter miraculously managed to duck the shot. With his back to Danny he was vulnerable and Hunter lifted him up and slamming him STRAIGHT through the table of Maxwell McNally & Eddie Edison with a THUNDEROUS Poetic Justice! The two battered bodies lay motionless at the feet of the unfortunate commentators. Danny was an absolute mss while Hunter’s arm was hella sore from lifting him. The crowd were chanting “Holy Shit!” repeatedly as Hunter tried to drag himself out of the table grave. He finally managed to shuffle out from underneath Danny and with whatever strength he had left draped his arm over the fallen body of Mainer. McNally: ”THE HEAVENS HAVE OPENED! Wow!!! What a BRUTAL shot! COVER!”ONE!
TWO!
THREEEEEEE!-NO!”
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 20, 2008 15:56:07 GMT -5
Through some degree of incredible miracle, Danny got the shoulder up before falling into his trance again. Hunter wasn’t really bothered and so to as to regain some of his breath he pushed away from the table while Danny laid out cold on the floor. Hunter holding his arm crawled towards the ring post to the best of his ability. Hunter having gotten to the ring post turned around to see what Danny was looking like and to his surprise. Danny rather reminiscent of The Undertaker sat up shivering a little at the cold in the arena. Hunter just had a “WTF” look on his face as this zombie started trying to get up. He fell at first on a bad leg landing on one knee. This gave him a little bit of ample time to recover as Hunter stood rigid barely even able to comprehend what was actually happening. Hunter had been through some pretty sickening things in his past, but this was a big shock to the system.
Edison: ”Jibba-flehg-what the HELL!”
McNally: ”How can he just sit up from that?!”
Hunter bailed as best as he can trying to get away from Danny Mainer. He climbed up to his feet and started to walk backwards from The King, out of breath from all of the action in the match thus far. On the other side of the ring while Danny finally manages to stand up straight. Danny did the rational thing and cut straight through the ring as Hunter began to head up the entrance ramp. As Danny slithered out of the other side of the ring Hunter turned and started to run and Danny in hot pursuit began to sprint after him. The two headed backstage, their work done within the arena leaving it practically a ruin. Cameramen were all over the two as they headed back into the main corridor of the arena that housed Winter’s Discontent. Spurred on by trying to recover as much as possible they headed into the main backstage foyer
McNally: ”Danny here in hot pursuit of Hunter! LOOK at the fury!”
The two continued running until finally Hunter shoulder barged through the fire escape and there within they ended up in the parking lot in the freezing cold. When he got through the door he turned and waited for Danny before dropkicking the fire door shut. Danny sprinted straight into it like a moron and fell on his ass. Hunter wanted this thing done over with and so without further delay he opened the firedoor and dragged Danny by his ankle out into the parking lot. Hunter looked around for something to batter Danny with. The idea came to him when he saw a crate next to a fork lift truck with the letters “ACW” spray-painted on it.
Edison: ”To continue the math sayings. Crowbar + Hunter = Pain.”
McNally: ”Eddie, Hunter + any weapon = pain. You should know that by now!”
Hunter: “Where’s a floating lightbulb when you need it?”
He grabbed the crow-bar resting atop of it and he prized the lid off looking inside. It had a plastic bucket in and that was it. Nevertheless, it would do as an idea crawled into Hunter’s head. Hunter grabbed the bucket and twirled around to slam it onto Danny’s head who had tried to blindside him and clearly failed. Hunter then smirked like an animal and slicked his blonde locks out of his eyes. He tried to think of something witty to say in the vein of James Bond but couldn’t so instead he just swung for the fences smashing the crowbar into “buckethead” Danny Mainer. The plastic was ploughed straight through and the sound of metal plunging into flesh could be heard. Hunter let go of the crowbar and stared in horror at the fact it was stuck into his head. Danny screamed a piercing scream as the two metal prongs of the crowbar plunged through the flesh of his head.
Danny Mainer: ”HOLY FUCK! HOLY FUCKING SHIT… OWWWWWWWWW FUCK WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!”
McNally: ”Oh dear God the pain! How did he… That HAD to hurt. That is sickening! Eddie I think it’s your cue!”
Edison: ”I would but I think I’m about to p-“
Danny yanked the crowbar out of his head which had clearly sunk about 1.5 centimetres into the top of his head. It had come out completely blood-soaked. He could feel the blood dribbling out of the wound in his head but he couldn’t see Hunter, only hear him. He swung blindly not thinking to remove the bucket as Hunter jumped back dodging his strike after strike, goading him with noises towards some other trap he had set up. Hunter hopped backwards mocking him by extending an invisible cloak and yelling “Toro! Toro!” as Mainer flailed at him. The speed quickened as Hunter began to jog backwards and Mainer began to get more and more pissed off. Hunter led him backwards towards an SUV as Mainer swung high. Hunter ducked and flipped him overhead with a Back Body Drop. Mainer bounced off of the hood dropping the concrete in mid-air and falling off to the other side of the car. Hunter smirked and covered him with the bucket still on his head.
McNally: ”Hunter mocking him and leading him into that trap! That has to hurt. Here’s the cover.”
Edison: ”How can Danny TAKE anymore! I feel sick after watching this one!”
ONE!
TWO!
THR-NOOOOO!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 20, 2008 15:56:36 GMT -5
Hunter wouldn’t have been surprised if it was JUST the back body drop on its own but after having had a crowbar broken into his skull it was a bit of a kick to the head to see him escape it. He was absolutely insane to think of continuing this. Hunter grabbed Danny by the bucket and pulled hulled him to his feet. Danny lunged forward with a sharp, face-shattering headbutt with the bucket on. Hunter fell to the floor as Danny wrenched the bucket off of his head with tonnes of blood pouring down his head and the distinct “teeth marks” on his head from the crow bar. He threw the bucket to one side and sought revenge. Danny scanned around for his crowbar which he’d dropped and he found it by the wheel of this big SUV. He grabbed it and turned to Hunter was on his front. Perfect position for what he had planned. Many a fan practically puked all over themselves as Danny sunk the prongs of the crowbar into his shoulder digging it under the skin and then locking in a fujiwara armbar. Hunter screamed almost as much as Danny did as his right arm was literally ripped apart. The referee examined Hunter to make sure he wasn’t tapping out.
Edison: ”OH mercy! JUST when you thought it couldn’t get any worse!!!”
McNally: ”I feel sorry for the adjudicator here! He’s gotta’ be feeling awful queasy right now!”
After what must have been the longest minute of Hunter’s life then and there, Danny finally broke the fujiwara armbar and removed the crowbar with a sickening rip. Hunter was in unbelievable amounts of pain and Danny wasn’t helping the situation. He threw the crowbar away and dragged him to the nearby set of double doors and he threw him head-first straight into the arena once again. On the bottom tier of the audience they’d ended up in one of the corner tiers. Danny was dragging Hunter by his upper body which was taking some effort but finally he managed to get him near the crowd barrier. Of course, Danny was now looking to finish this one for good. Danny lifted Hunter and set him up with the Dark Orchid Demolisher, throwing rapid fire knees to the torso. Hunter was defenceless to this assault. Or not, Hunter threw his weight upwards and charged Mainer spine-first into the crowd barrier. Hunter then hooked him up for THE SHOTGUN!
Edison: ”SHOTGUN! SHOTGUN! SHOTGUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!”
McNally: ”This is it!”
Hunter lifted him into the Suplex position and attempted to hit it over the crowd barrier but Mainer came down quick enough to evade the fate as Hunter’s sapped energy got the better of him. With his stomach draped across the ring barrier Hunter was powerless to defend against his chest getting exploded by THE PSYCHO HOLIDAY! Hunter’s nose is nearly shattered from the impact as he falls over the crowd barrier onto Mainer’s side squealing with pain. Mainer rolled out of the way for Hunter to land clean onto his back and Mainer made the cover.
Edison: ”WOAH! Ohmanohmanohman, COVER ATTEMPT!!!”
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NO! KICKOUT!
McNally: ”JEEZ LOUISE! How do you escape something like that?! That’s damn near a miracle!”
That was the moment where the world stood still. They didn’t think Hunter stood a chance to kick out of that but he proved EVERYONE wrong when he did. Hunter was needless to say flat out cold but he’d on bare instinct alone managed to escape the pinfall. Danny was fuming and it wasn’t made any better by the fact he was caked in blood from the crowbar shot. Danny dragged the semi-conscious Hunter up towards the ring as he tried desperately to finish this off. He climbed into the ring first, too busy to try and lift Hunter on his shoulders or whip him in. Leaning underneath the bottom rope Danny grabbed Hunter’s average condition left arm as opposed to the right one which was screwed beyond belief and dragged him up the ropes. Slowly Hunter’s body was craned up onto the apron but what Danny hadn’t noticed and the audience did is that Hunter had sneakily picked up a cookie platter from underneath the ring. Rolling underneath the bottom rope Danny wasn’t quick enough to deflect the cookie platter shot straight to the head which sent him flying back to one knee in the centre of the ring.
Edison: ”Uhoh! Hunter’s on his final wind I think! He might be about to finish this one!”
McNally: ”This can’t go on much longer!”
Hunter as an act of desperation threw the cookie platter away and started to get up to climb the turnbuckle. The 6’4 240 pounder didn’t look the turnbuckle type but in fact he is. Hunter is an incredibly agile specimen and he was proving that as like a warrior on his last stand he slowly but surely climbed the rope as Danny knelt defenceless in the ring. Hunter posed one last time as the end seemed imminent for Danny in whatever foul and twisted move he had lined up seemed to come to fruition. He spread his arms like the wings of a falcon, causing HUGE pops from the crowd and he raised one arm to salute the audience but Danny in the delay had leapt up to the top rope and punched him in the scrotum. Hunter nearly fell off the turnbuckle then and there, but standing on the second rope Danny had managed to secure hold of his legs. Hunter only had one place to fall and that was forward onto Danny’s shoulders. In the Samoan Drop position atop the stage, Danny with all his strength jumped off of the second rope throwing Hunter with him STRAIGHT into a VICIOUS Second Rope EXTENDED VACATION!!!!
Danny Mainer: ”Are you ready for DIIIIIIIIIIIIS?!”
Edison: ”DAAAAAAAANGEEEEEERROOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
It was a sight to see, the bloodied Danny taking Hunter all the way to Hell with him with that brutal knee strike. Hunter rolled onto his back in the centre of the ring while Danny collapsed in a heap on the floor. The two men lay motionless for a few moments, but soon Danny desperately tried to capitalize on the situation. He crawled like a slug towards his pray and draped a single arm across him. This HAD to be it.
McNally: ”Ballgame! This is ALL over!”
Edison: ”HERE’S THE COVER!”
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 20, 2008 15:57:07 GMT -5
Edison: ”And it’s over, what a match! I tell you true, I’ve never seen such a violent contest! You think of the past and you see this and it makes you gawp. That was horrifying but incredible to watch!”
McNally: ”You’ve got that right! These two men seemed INVINCIBLE going out there and giving it their all but we have our winner!”
Phillip Jones: ”Here is your winner, the rightful owner of GINGER’S FAVOUR… DANNY MAAIIIIIINNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!!!!!!!”
The crowd weren’t happy for the result but they cheered the absolute hell-raising match as Danny was lifted to his feet by the referee. He raised his arm as blood still trickled out of the side of his head and all down his chest. He looked a sorry state and would no doubt need a shower but he’d be just fine. Suddenly but rather expectedly, Ginger’s theme hits as out walked the man himself ready to award Danny his favour. Danny smiled as the actual reward of the match hadn’t even hit him. He started to celebrate in the ring as much to his chagrin Ginger had to applaud his efforts. He climbed into the ring and shook hands with Danny getting Phillip Jones’s microphone.
Ginger: “Well Dan, I have to say. I don’t like you but you earned this. You’ve got what you wanted. Here’s your contract.”
And with that, he handed a briefcase to him. Danny clutched onto the briefcase like a kidnapper to a baby and grinned like an absolute maniac for the next few minutes laughing his ass off. Suddenly though, the crowd begun booing again as the same chair Hunter used to cut off Mainer’s oxygen was used once again to take him down a notch. Hunter grabbed Ginger and searched his blazer for the prize he sought. The envelope. He clutched it in his hands and desperately pocketed it not letting go of it for the world while taking the microphone and staring morosely down at him.
Hunter: You know, fairness is overrated. Desperation, on the other hand, is quite underrated. I'm generally an honest and honourable person, Mainer, despite what you may think. And while I understand your thirst for bloody vengeance and all that lovely shit, you stepped into a zone with a man who quite literally has nothing left to lose. And this isn't an exaggeration. The only way you'd have won your little favor from Ginger would have been by killing me. But something tells me you wouldn't do that. And I know why.
He kneels down to Mainer, who looks at him intently.
Hunter: Because you've got all your killing in mind for Thunderkiss. I know that feeling. I've had that feeling. When the only thing you want is one man's head atop a spike, only the truly mad would put up more for decoration. But you're human, Mainer. You've still got that part of you left, and if I were you, I would keep it for as long as possible. You don't know insanity. You don't know guilt. You don't know anger. And trust me...
He moves in closer, having started to speak so quietly that only those within a few inch radius can hear him without the use of microphone.
Hunter: ...you don't want to.
He leans back out.
Hunter: Learn from my mistakes. Or, rather, learn from the mistakes I've made that I won't tell you about. Don't waste your vengeance. Time it. Make it happen when YOU want it to. It is to be under your circumstances and no one else's. And savour it. Savour every vicious blow and shot and drop of blood that flows. Mentally, I'm sure you're in Hell. So make the most of it. Make it your Heaven, and send that bastard down to whatever you would call Hell. That's how you win.
Mainer says nothing, and instead chooses to lie on the ground and look up at Hunter. Hunter turns away from him, hearing approaching footsteps. Ginger stands before the two of them.
Ginger: Well, at least the arena is still in one piece. You might as well have your favour as well.
He gives Hunter a look.
Hunter: Thanks.
Hunter takes it and puts it in his pocket, then proceeds to walk away.
Ginger: Wait, Hunter! What about the---
Hunter: Fuck you, Ginger. I got what I came for. I'm not your goddamn lackey. Thanks for this, and don't expect me to ask for anymore favours. Our business is through. So long.
Ginger silences himself and hangs his head. He knows he cannot say anything to change Hunter's mind. Hunter stops before a large door with the word "EXIT" shining brightly atop it. He turns and points directly at Mainer, who looks at him in acknowledgment.
Hunter: One day you're going to die. You can't control that. But you sure as hell can control whether you die satisfied.
He turns back to the door and throws it open.
Hunter: See you on the other side.
And with that, he disappears, and the door slams tightly behind him. Ginger doesn't waste any time, and instead he simply walks off back up the entrance ramp. Mainer sits up off the floor and looks at the door. The once insane and furious look on his face has become something more. Now a sense of deranged serenity crawls over his face. He slowly gets up, and after a moment, he calmly walks away to a chorus of cheers.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 20, 2008 16:09:16 GMT -5
Segment: Alive. (Credit: Jay Zero) Despite the normal, red hot atmosphere here in Los Angeles, it's still a very sunny, warm day compared to the rest of this nation in the midst of one it's large winter storms. However, outside isn't what matters - it's inside the Staples Arena that has become red hot tonight. So hyped up for all the the evening offers, all 21,000 fans in this sold out arena are bursting with enthusiasm. But turning the page, we find ourselves backstage. The scene is dark... very dark. As the crowd watches on the Alphatron, the arena lights also dim down to match the feeling. All we can see is blackness - nothing more. Slowly, a single white light begins to flicker on and off. It finally stays on for about 5 seconds and then clicks back off... and as it clicks back on, we see -- Jay Zero? The crowd nearly erupts as they cheer loudly! The light barely shows his face, but we can very much so identify that he isn't all smiles tonight. He's looking determined and his mind is completely set on one thing - and that is the Main Event.Zero: So here we are. He pauses momentarily.Zero: 22 months ago - I stepped into this business. I signed my contract on live television, and I immediately went to make my name known. 22 months ago, I debuted in your homes. Your living rooms. Your hearts. I walked out to that very ring, and I went face to face with BK London. I showed that I didn't care who it was the stood before me, and I clearly showed that BK London did not scare me. Now, as 22 months have passed, I've kept true to that. BK London still to this day does not intimidate me, and still, I don't care who stands before me. See time and time again, I've gone up to the challenge. I've stepped up to the plate, and I've delivered big, proving myself to be ready of whatever this business throws my way! At Omega Effect, I tore apart Rattlesnake! At Heatwave, Scott Andrews! Emperor of the Ring, nobody even stood a chance! Now tonight, I take my career to the next level! Licking his lips, he gives himself a moment to catch his breath.Zero: I've worked my way up the ranks here! Starting from the very bottom, I broke the men like Vortex, and Jay Basin time and time again! Why do you think they ain't here no more?! Cause the pay wasn't good? Nuh-uh! Because of Jay Zero! I've shown my worth in ACW! I worked my way to the Entertainment Title! I worked my way to the my lengthy Light Heavyweight Championship reign! I came out of nowhere and took the International Title with force! And the Senator and I gratefully took the Tag Team Titles home to the stable! But tonight - tonight is a very special evening. Because putting it all aside here, I've never really had my chance. I've never had the opportunity to know that I'm going to get my World Title match, and I've never had the chance to prepare myself for it! Tonight... I go one on one with BK London. -- And tonight, I add one more title reign to the list as I become ACW's third Grand Slam Champion! Woooo!Zero: And for those people that STILL do not have faith in me, let me remind you! I have defeated EIGHT former World Champions since the day I stepped into this company, and still, this is my first official World Title match! For months now, I've pushed myself beyond my own limits, and I've fought non-stop for what I want most! And the past month, one man has tried to take that dream away, and he goes by the name of BK London! BK, no matter what has happened so far, nothing will ever change the fact that tonight, I'm still here and I'm still ready for a fight! You may think you've got the upper hand BK, but the moment that you threw me off of the stage last Monday, you most likely stopped caring! You thought you put an end to me London, but here I am standing tall and ready to go! So what happens next? Hm? I'll tell you what happens, you and I both head down to the ring and I give you straight up hell! You beg me for mercy, and I give you NONE! Because these past few months, you've decided to make MY life a living hell! You and Stephan Russo have pushed me back and forth, not EVER giving me a single opportunity until I went and took it myself! TONIGHT BK LONDON, AFTER YOU BREAK DOWN AND CRY OUT IN FRONT OF THE ENTIRE STAPLES ARENA FOR MERCY -- JAY ZERO WILL WALK OUT WITH THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE, AND YOU? YOU WILL SIMPLY GO... HOME! He stands up, the single light now hitting him more.Zero: BK.. you thought you sent me to hell last Monday, heh heh... but tonight I'm standing before you, and I'm sending you down alone! Tonight, I - Jay Zero make history, as the man that will KILL the Boy Wonder! And going back to what I was saying earlier, since the day I walked into this company, I showed that I could stand toe to toe with you, London! And it's a bit ironic, see. The day I entered ACW, I started my career in the ring with you. And tonight - I END your career in the ring with me!
So BK London, pack up your things and say your final goodbyes, because the Age of London is no more! Never again will you step into an ACW arena, and never again will you hold that World Title in your arms. Tonight is the end BK London as you and each and everybody knows it! You're putting it all on the line, and I've got nothing to lose! You've stacked your own odds and you've sealed your OWN fate! So before you go out to that ring, and before you truly make yourself believe that I stand no chance - you sincerely better ask yourself one question...
Can you REALLY... beat me now?! Staring into the camera, Zero squints his eyes and grits his teeth together. Some bold words by the challenger, but yet, there is some truth to it all. Has BK really stacked the odds against himself too much? All we can really say for sure now, is that tonight: Jay Zero faces his Biggest Challenge yet, and BK London faces his most Important.
The scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 20, 2008 16:10:30 GMT -5
Segment: The final pep talk (Credit: XS3/Train)
The next scene we get treated to is the sight of Exemplar and Doomtrain, pumping themselves up for the big tag title match coming up soon. In the background, we see Ken, Anthony and Jonathan sitting on the couch and looking on at their transformed friend.
Exemplar: Doomtrain… Tonight is our night to take vengeance upon our enemies. Tonight is where one crucial mistake could prove costly for us. Look deep inside of yourself. Do you feel that you have the power and intestinal fortitude to survive tonight?
Doomtrain: Yes, together our powers shall consume them. We will go out there and destroy D Penetration X by any means necessary. I have great confidence that after tonight they will be dead. We will not fall to them...
Ken: Damn… I feel like I'm watching Lord of the Rings.
Anthony: Yeah, luckily this conversation won't go on for three fucking hours.
Ken shares a laugh with Anthony before a knock on the door is heard. Jonathan stands up and nods to everyone else, wary of the possible consequences. He goes towards the door and quickly opens it. Luckily for them, a girl with jet-black hair is standing in there so it isn't Thunderkiss or Fallen Souls. Exemplar nods as the girl looks at him and speaks.
Girl: Hi… I don't know if you'll remember me or not. I'm Lauren; I'm the fan that you saved at Seven Deadly Sins.
Exemplar places a hand on his chin before coming to a realization.
Exemplar: Ah yes, I quite remember seeing you. What brings you here?
Lauren: Well… I'm here to witness Winter Discontent tonight and coincidentally, I'm sitting in the front row next to Christine… I just popped by to say thanks again for rescuing me at Seven Deadly Sins and I also wanted to wish you two good luck.
Doomtrain: Thank you. We may not need luck but it is assuring to know that we have supporters.
Lauren goes to shake the hand of Doomtrain and watches as her hand is nearly engulfed by the mighty giant's. Surprisingly, it's a gentle handshake as the two release and Lauren gives a small thumbs up to Exemplar.
Lauren: Well, I better go take my seat. See you out there!
Lauren turns on her heels as everyone sends her off with their respective goodbyes. The door behind her closes and Doomtrain grins.
Doomtrain: Now then...
The giant picks up the tag titles and hands Exemplar his before placing his title on his shoulder.
Doomtrain: Shall we go crush some skulls?
Exemplar props his title onto his shoulder and grins.
Exemplar: Indeed. Now your true strength will be realized…
Jonathan: Give 'em hell, boys!
Ken: Kick their ass and get a tap in there for me.
Anthony: See you on the other side with tag titles hopefully.
The Road Steelers nod before making their way out of the locker room and charging into their forthcoming battle. It'll be a brutal and vicious one but the Road Steelers have retained confidence heading into it, knowing they could very well silence Double Penetration and leave with gold still in hand.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 20, 2008 16:12:33 GMT -5
Segment: An Epic Encounter (Credit: BK London/Macho Man)
As we return back from that brief break promoting the Hello Goodbye DVD, which will hit stores next tuesday, we see none other than the Macho Man RDK bending over to reach in one of the coolers for a refreshing beverage. He has a huge match tonight, his first match since returning, and it's against five other men. Not only that, but it's for the International Championship - a belt he has held multiple times in the past. And as if things couldn't get any worse, all men will be fighting within the boundaries of Hell in a Cell.
It's certainly a bit more strenous than the days RDK has had since his full time hiatus from ACW starting in 2006, but there isn't a challenge that isn't worth taking for the multiple time ACW Champion.
RDK reaches in and grabs his beverage, and as he pulls his head up, in the shot is none other than the current ACW Heavyweight Champion, BK London. A staredown between the two immediately brings back memories of the battles these two have had. From their classic at Bloody Valentine 2005, to their match that tore down the house at Omega Effect II - these two men have made many worthwhile moments with one another, and they could very well make another tonight.
BK London: So, they're just letting anyone return to ACW these days, aren't they?
The Macho Man RDK: Well if it isn't BK London, you know, you've aged since I last saw you. Did you grow a mustache? Or maybe it's a change in your voice since your 'nads finally decided to drop brudah! OoOoH Yeaah!
Quite a hilarious comment from RDK incites laughter from the Los Angeles crowd, and you'd think it would it would piss of BK London to no end, but strangely enough - BK London is chuckling to himself.
BK London: You know RDK, you haven't changed a bit since you left. But, I guess that you don't remember the reason behind the fact that you were gone for such a long time. You don't remember me beating you at Omega Effect II, forcing you to leave the company, and then when you came back - I fired you on national television when I was Chairman. That ring a bell?
The Macho Man RDK: You know what? It sort of does. But you know what else rings a bell? All those times where I kicked your ass from here down to the Macho Motel, brudah. You and I have had a lot of battles in the past, and you know what? I just noticed that you are holding the ACW Championship.
BK London: ....for a record setting third time, might I add.
The Macho Man RDK: Well, while that may be, the Mach is on his way to get a title of his own later tonight.
BK London: ..is that right?
The Macho Man RDK: That's right. When I beat those five other jabronis in the Hell in a Cell match tonight, I will be five time International Champion - hell, I'll be breaking my own record. So, consider you make it out alive against Jay Zero tonight -
BK London: - WHEN, I make it out alive against Jay Zero tonight.
The Macho Man RDK: Whatever brud. What do you say, the record breaking International Champion take on the "record breaking" ACW Champion? Title vs. Title. Champion vs. Champion. Everything on the line.
BK London: Hmm...the prospect of more gold. I like it. I tell you what, if you want to go ahead and be destroyed one more time by a competitor like myself - by all means, we'll have the match. My left shoulder has been looking a tad empty lately..
The Mach Man RDK: Then it's settled. But if you excuse me, I have a match to prepare for.
BK London: And if you excuse me, I have a MAIN EVENT to prepare for.
BK London walks past RDK, brushing against his shoulder, nearly knocking him into the wall. London smirks has he continues his way down the corridor, and The Macho Man can't help but smile as well. Another encounter between these two is very likely, but first - both men have to survive their match ups.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 20, 2008 16:13:28 GMT -5
”Gloating Time” Credit: Danny Mainer/Thunderkiss Tired and sweaty, Danny stumbled back into the foyer area absolutely brimming with over-confidence as denoted by the ginormous smirk on his face after managing to beat Hunter in his Falls Count Anywhere match mere moments ago. He was banged up bad but he managed to do it and what better fashion then the way he did. Danny now had his contract to face Thunderkiss whenever he wanted and he planned to use that in good fashion but not right now. Of course, the age old expression of “Speak of the Devil and he shall appear” was ever true as also in the foyer was Thunderkiss. Danny, with a suitable black briefcase in hand swayed over to him raising the briefcase over his head BEGGING to say something vicious to him. Thunderkiss wasn’t even looking at him until he noticed him advancing and of course, he wasn’t really bothered by the situation. His demeanour was well… just like his normal self.Danny Mainer: ”Hey Aid! Guess what?!”TK turns and cocks an eyebrow at him, he knows exactly how this is going to go but he doesn't seen fazed.Thunderkiss: Hm? I see that they heal arms much quicker these days! Incredible! Do you want me to do the other one to match? Oh wait, you want me to play a guessing game with you! Well I’m down! Let’s see ... you got your first pubic hair?!Danny Mainer: ”No actually, dickwad. I grew my pubes jump street ago, don't diss Kashyyk alright? I hope you of all people would get that reference.”Thunderkiss: If you think I’m going to answer that out loud you’re crazy. Now get to the point, Mainer. I ASSUME that you’ve come to gloat about your big win right? Well, if you are, know one thing - I’ve been there, done that.Danny Mainer: ”Oh you read me like a map Aiden. I have a bullet with your e-mail address on it and I can press send WHENEVER I damn well please. I beat that amateur hour wannabe Andrew Hunter, laid his ass out cold after he threw EVERYTHING he had at me. I beat my eighth world champion into a bloody spatter on the floor, but beyond that I also beat my first MULTIPLE world champion. So, have that one Thunderman. Stick that one up your ass and smoke it.”Thunderkiss: Well, isn’t this cute? Little Danny Mainer beats a former World Champion and thinks he’s in the big leagues. Let me tell you something Mainer, I’m still on top of the mountain looking down upon YOU. I always will be. No matter how hard you try in life you will NEVER, EVER be as good as me because I’m a natural in that ring out there. A win over Hunter means absolutely NOTHING to me because a victory like that is part of my normal routine. Listen, when you finally win a World Title you get back to me. Until then, stew in your envy and know you aren’t worthy of the oxygen I breath out of my body.Danny Mainer: ”I remember. I remember those days, it was the days when you were forcing me to lose my clothes and dress up in a giant rat costume running around the arena in all but this stupid foam costume and my briefs freezing my ass off while you waved your superiority around acting like a FUCKING VULTURE. Times are changing Joseph and here’s the thing. I’m getting STRONGER. I’ve got nothing holding me back anymore, not Entourage, not Caitlynn, not your thick head and certainly not ANYTHING else.”Thunderkiss: You lost Caitlynn? Awww, what a shame Danny! Maybe I should get in touch with that prick Jamie that tried to rape her and see if we can have a High School Reunion! You know me, Mainer. I’m ALWAYS up to some DOUBLE PENETRATION! Danny Mainer: ”Y’know that dude’s in hospital dying of AIDS right now?”Thunderkiss: Did he swim in the pool? Jaime should have known not to jump in, the POOLS CLOSED DUE TO AIDS! Hahahahahahaha! Danny Mainer: ”You are depraved, cretinous and ignorant. Waiting for New Steelers to kick your slimy ass from here to LA will almost be worth the six months of agony you put me through. It’ll also be worth wasting this contract on you THE SECOND the bell rings!”Thunderkiss stopped properly listening about half an hour ago, but he was cut in his tracks though when he heard the phrase “Straight after your match”. He bricked himself, his jaw dropped and his eyes nearly popped out of the socket. Then, he straightened out and just began to chuckle at Danny who he towered over. Mainer was getting angry.Thunderkiss: So that’s your big plan, huh? Beat me while I’m down. Wow, that seems to be the theme of the past month so why am I not surprised. You want to cash in your contract, go right ahead. I’ve gone through 3 men in one night so one tag match and a boy doesn’t really scare me.Danny Mainer: ”Fancy putting your money where your mouth is?”He flashed the briefcase in TK’s face but this only caused him to laugh harder.Thunderkiss: Don’t waste my time, boy. You and I both know you wouldn’t have me in any other shape than - He curled his arms and poses for the crowd before delivering a signature catch phrase. The crowd cheered as he shot a one armed rock-horn salute into the air while putting his other hand on his hip.Thunderkiss: FIVE. HUNDRED. PERCENT. You’ve got too much pride to let all of our history just fade away with a cheap win like that! I know when you’ll be coming and I know that beating your sissy ass will be about as difficult as making that squirrel girl you call your ex proclaim at the top of her lungs how much of a dirty slut she is! She just LOVES the whips and chains y’know! Now, I’ve got better things to do… WIN A TITLE. Me and X are bringing the gold home! Your little contract isn’t going to put me off and neither is any other bullshit you have planned. I’m gonna’ be a World Champion again and there’s jack shit you can do about it… Gun to my head or not, I’m still the best and I plan to prove it whether you like it or not… kid.Kid? … kid? KID?!?!?! As much as Danny would have LOVED to have socked Thunderkiss unconscious then and there he couldn’t and wouldn’t lower himself. He was WAY too tired to start a fight with the Mr. 500% and he had a match to get to, he didn’t want any more shit with Ginger then was necessary and he wanted all his revenge to be in one silver bullet straight to the throat. TK happy with his statements made in the argument began to walk off towards the curtain for his match with RSX3 but before he stopped he flashed his index finger at Danny and grinned.Thunderkiss: OH and I will say one thing for you. Nice work with James Murphy. You really showed that man who’s boss shoving him out of a window. However, I am a bit disappointed that you didn’t boink the guy’s sister for added measure. You see, that’s the difference between you and I, Mainer. You think you’re psycho? You don’t know psycho. You’ll never be able to cross the line, kid. You don’t have the guts.Danny Mainer: ”That’s not even a fraction of what you’re getting YOU PRICK.”Thunderkiss walked off to the curtain, shouting to Danny without looking at him.Thunderkiss: Keep dreaming. If you want to make yourself useful, quit running your mouth and get the campaign ready. TK is ready for some more gold. Thunderkiss walked off into the distance leaving Danny fuming. He thrusted the briefcase over his head.Danny Mainer: ”When you least expect it you jackass! You’ll be on your death bed, age 85 when I come out from being cryogenically frozen. You’ll literally be about ready to give it all up and then suddenly… BAM! Barb-Wire Massacre Match! I’ve got your number Joseph. You better watch out, DANTA CLAUSE IS COMING TO TOWN. You hear me?!?! DAMMIT AUDREY, YOU GET BACK HERE!”With that, Danny went an entirely different direction heading deeper into the backstage area as the big tag match began. Thunderkiss clearly underestimated the career ending potential that Danny Mainer had within his hands now with that contract, or maybe he was putting on a tough front? We didn’t know but one thing is for certain, when that day comes revenge would be sweet for Dan and win, lose or draw we’d find out who the better man was.FADE
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 20, 2008 16:14:19 GMT -5
Match 6: ACW Tag Team Championships The New Road Steelers vs. Double Penetration (Credit: XS3) After weeks of abuse, torture and agony, the war between two teams is about to come to an end. Philip steps into the ring and nods to a couple of fans in the front row. One of them is Christine, who looks towards the entrance ramp. Lauren sits next to her with a faint look of concern.Philip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the ACW Tag Team Championship! The crowd roars with approval (or as a certain former Entertainment champ would put it "EXPLODES WITH CHEERS").Philip: Introducing the challengers, at a combined weight of 545 lbs, the team of Thunderkiss and Fallen Souls, Double Penetration! The Kiss Army lets their voices be heard as "Paradise City" hits the arena. The lights dim and silhouettes from two strippers can be seen dancing on the side Alpha Tron screens. A mash-up of Thunderkiss and Fallen Souls' entrance videos plays on the center one as the team themselves makes their way through the entranceway. They stand atop of the ramp way looking out into the crowd for a moment, when suddenly Thunderkiss lowers his body and sends his fist flying into the metal below. Upon this impact, pyro lights up both sides of the ramp way creating a sea of hell fire to escort Double Penetration into the ring.
The duo takes their time coming to the ring as they let the world know they wait for them and them alone. While FSX calmly paces himself for this match, Thunderkiss' arrogant walk finally comes to an end as Double Penetration make their way up the ring steps and into the ring. Upon entertaining, Double Penetration takes command of all four corners, making a statement that THEY plan on being the new tag team champions.Philip: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 628 lbs, they are the ACW Tag Team Champions, the team of XS3 and Thunder Train, The Road Steelers! The crowd cheers at the announcing of the names as Thunderkiss anxiously circles around the ring. FSX sits back in the corner and awaits the champs to emerge. For a couple of seconds, it seems like they won't emerge. But just when Thunderkiss begins to think that may be the case, the lights cut out. The only source of light comes from the cameras flashing. Suddenly, the fans begin to notice that it's getting drafty in the arena. They all turn their attention to the snow that suddenly begins to fall from the arena roof. That's weird, they think, the Staples Center doesn't have an opening roof that the ACW arena has… Somewhere, they think of Yoko Satoshi and sigh.
While all this is going on, the opening notes emerge from a Hammond organ. Some fans recognize this as the soft beginning of In Flames' "Colony". For the eighteen seconds that the organ plays, Thunderkiss never takes his eyes off the ramp. He pauses and sees a rather large silhouette standing on the stage. Once the guitars kick in, the lights kick back in and we see XS3 with his head lowered, on one knee and clutching the tag title. He slowly looks up and it's there that the fans see the mask of Exemplar attached and ready to go. Standing behind him is his protégé, Doomtrain. The tag title rests softly on the big man's shoulder and he grins, wickedly.
Exemplar gets to his feet and leads his apparent pupil down the ramp with him. Exemplar makes his way over to Christine and Lauren, seeking encouragement from the two. Christine nods and briefly pulls the mask up to lock lips with her husband. She pulls it back down and allows Exemplar to receive a hug from Lauren before turning to Doomtrain, who nods slowly. Together, the Road Steelers hop onto the apron and enter the ring. The referee forces each team back and takes the titles from the champs, holding them up in the air. The snow has quietly subsided and soon after, "Colony" joins it.Bell rings. Rather than allow a volatile situation to break out, FSX and Exemplar nod to one another, signaling to the ref that they want to start this match off the right way. The ref agrees and the two circle each other before meeting in the center of the ring and locking up, collar-and-elbow style. The larger Exemplar gets a significant advantage over FSX in the beginning, drawing his opponent into a side headlock. FSX leans back into the ropes and goes to whip Exemplar off but Exemplar keeps the hold firmly applied. FSX goes for the trick again but, this time, pushes Exemplar forward into the ropes before rolling backwards. Exemplar kicks out of the bridge pin before two and gets to his feet only to be taken down with a shoulder arm drag to armbar combination #0021 (did I do it right? >_>). Exemplar fights out of it and catches FSX with a schoolboy. FSX kicks out and once the two head to their feet, they share a standoff, which gets a pop from the fans. The two X's circle each other once more, with a tinge of mutual respect between the two. They lock up once more and FSX forces Exemplar into the ropes before hitting a bionic elbow. Exemplar is whipped off the ropes and feels a slap on his back, unbeknownst to FSX. Exemplar bounces off the ropes and hangs onto the opposite ropes, daring FSX to join him. FSX obliges and goes to bounce off the ropes near him but he suddenly runs into a proverbial brick wall. Exemplar exits the ring and heads over to his corner as FSX turns around and comes face-to-face with Doomtrain himself. Doomtrain begins to taunt FSX, who begins to take it to the big man with kicks. Doomtrain catches a roundhouse kick to the ribcage and grabs FSX by the throat with both hands. One Manhattan drop later, Doomtrain whips FSX into the corner and lands some vicious right hands that nearly render the respected X unconscious. FSX fires back with a kick to the knees of Doomtrain, followed by a spinning wheel kick. FSX then rolls forward and makes a tag to Thunderkiss, which no doubt sets the building off in cheers. Doomtrain regains his composure and looks on at the man who arguably brought him into ACW. Thunderkiss slowly enters the ring and engages in a staredown, akin to that of Hulk Hogan and Andre the Giant twenty-one years ago. Thunderkiss breaks the silence by trading blows with Doomtrain. Thunderkiss sneaks in a quick kick to the midsection then hits a running shoulder block, causing Doomtrain to stumble back. A headbutt later, Thunderkiss once again goes off the ropes and prepares for another running shoulder block. Doomtrain stumbles back once again and Thunderkiss, getting a little frustrated, sticks his foot up for a big boot. Doomtrain catches it and pushes Thunderkiss back down before deciding to tag in Exemplar. Exemplar enters the ring and immediately presses his face against Thunderkiss' before going at it with a brawl of epic proportions. Thunderkiss attempts to keep Exemplar grounded but Exemplar refuses to stay down and he fires off with a resounding spinning side kick. Thunderkiss doubles over and Exemplar capitalizes with a double arm DDT. Exemplar gets to his feet but is suddenly taken out with a Launch Kick from FSX. Doomtrain enters the ring and grabs FSX, military pressing him and tossing him to Thunderkiss. FSX is caught by his partner and Thunderkiss sets him down before turning at the last second to see Exemplar being pressed overhead by Doomtrain onto Double Penetration, causing the crowd to cheer. Doomtrain leaves the ring as does FSX and Exemplar pins Thunderkiss for a two count.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 20, 2008 16:15:05 GMT -5
Thunderkiss gets back to his feet and goes for a clothesline, which Exemplar ducks under and uses to propel himself into a half nelson slam. Exemplar pins once more but Thunderkiss kicks out yet again. Exemplar then turns back and sees Thunderkiss getting to his feet. He signals for the Closing Moment, which Thunderkiss is drawn into. However, Thunderkiss has other plans and he hits a Mongolian chop that sends a ringing sensation throughout Exemplar's ears. Thunderkiss then grabs Exemplar and hits a quick sidewalk slam, landing on him for a two count. Thunderkiss then tags in FSX, who leaps over the ropes and puts the boots to Exemplar. Following that, Exemplar is brought up and hit with a harsh kick to the midsection. FSX uses this and almost defies the laws of physics with the Silence Scissor Kick. FSX pins Exemplar and gets a two count.
Thunderkiss anxiously wants a piece of Exemplar but FSX tells him to hang on for a second. FSX uses his strength to hit Exemplar with the Rainbow STO then gives him a parting gift in the form of the Defiance of Death, pinning him for a two count. Thunderkiss is then tagged in and he wastes no time in picking up Exemplar and plowing him into the corner, putting the shoulder thrusts to him. Thunderkiss then gets onto the second rope and delivers some vicious punches. Before he reaches nine, Exemplar grabs hold of Thunderkiss and goes to powerbomb him to the canvas. However, Thunderkiss isn't having any of that and he lands on Exemplar, hooking the leg for a close two count. Thunderkiss then picks up Exemplar and draws him into a familiar submission: the bearhug.
Exemplar is trying to escape but it's hard to when Thunderkiss is swinging him around like a rag doll, a sign of how thirsty Thunderkiss is to hold gold with FSX. Exemplar brings his fist up and he begins to form a comeback plan, punching Thunderkiss in the forehead and even going so far as to delivering a series of headbutts. Thunderkiss drops Exemplar, who then bounces off the ropes only to be blasted with the Box Office Smash. Thunderkiss sees some blood trickling down from his forehead and doesn't take too kindly to the tactics used by Exemplar, who is then picked up and dropped with a scoop slam. Thunderkiss then proclaims that "This is the Thunder and this is the Kiss!", dropping his elbow across the sternum. Thunderkiss then signals for the Heaven's Door and he grabs Exemplar, hoisting him up in the air. However, Exemplar lands on his feet in front of Thunderkiss and sends him flying with the Closing Moment.
Doomtrain pounds the turnbuckle in an attempt to get into this match as Thunderkiss begins to shake off the damage. He inches his way towards the corner and tags in FSX, who just barely enters the ring and grabs Exemplar's foot, dragging him away from Doomtrain. Exemplar hops onto one foot and FSX pounds him in the back with a forearm or two. FSX then drags in Exemplar and prepares to hit the Soul Digger. But Exemplar has other plans as he grabs a hold of FSX's head when the powerbomb comes and drives his knees into the head of FSX. Similar to the Californication used by Bryce, Exemplar sees his opportunity and goes behind FSX, hitting the Burning Cradle. Exemplar begins to crawl over to his corner just as FSX is seen using the ropes to get to his feet. He turns around and sees Doomtrain being tagged in.
Doomtrain enters the ring and takes down FSX with a big clothesline before shoulder blocking Thunderkiss off the apron. Doomtrain then hits FSX with a charging double axe handle before picking him up and whipping him off the ropes. Doomtrain hits the Pumpkin Smasher then hits some mounted strikes before going to apply the Caramel Clutch. FSX fights out of it and kicks Doomtrain in the head before springboarding off the ropes into a crossbody. Doomtrain has other plans and he catches FSX in midair before taking him down with the Mega-Wreckage. FSX flops to the canvas and Doomtrain pins him, only getting two. Doomtrain picks up FSX and whips him off the ropes once more. Thunderkiss sneaks in a blind tag and watches as FSX is taken out with the Full Steam Ahead. FSX is then picked up and set up for the OM NOM Bomb but Thunderkiss takes out Doomtrain with a big boot, causing both him and FSX to hit the canvas.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 20, 2008 16:15:41 GMT -5
FSX rolls to the outside and Thunderkiss hammers away some more at the back of Doomtrain, who is down on one knee. Thunderkiss then grins as he goes to pick up his former protégé. But Thunderkiss fails to see Exemplar, who bounces off the opposite ropes. Thunderkiss spots him at the last second and is helpless to watch as Exemplar steps onto Doomtrain's back and fluidly leaps off over the ropes, crashing onto FSX on the outside with the Phoenix Pounce. The fans are taken back in surprise and they let out a loud pop, coupled with "That was awesome" chants. Thunderkiss looks down and shakes his head before turning back to Doomtrain, who retaliates with a pair of right hands. Thunderkiss halts the attempted comeback with the Kickstart My Heart, which sends Doomtrain staggering. Thunderkiss then rears back and prepares for the Goodnight Kiss. The fans let out a surprise gasp… Because what they witness next is Doomtrain catching Thunderkiss' arm at the very last second.
Thunderkiss can't believe it and neither can anyone else in the arena as Doomtrain's eyes go wide. With a mighty scream, he forces Thunderkiss back into his own corner. After ramming his shoulder into Thunderkiss' midsection, Doomtrain props up his former boss on the top rope. Many fans ascend to their feet to get a glimpse of this sight as Doomtrain suddenly begins to climb the ropes as well. When he gets to the second rope, Doomtrain begins to hook Thunderkiss up for a superplex. Thunderkiss retaliates with shots to the ribcage but Doomtrain persists with forearm shots to his back. As Exemplar and FSX remain on the ground outside of the ring, no one can stop Doomtrain as he balances himself on the top rope along with Thunderkiss.
One deep breath later, Doomtrain uses all his strength to lift Thunderkiss up and sail off the top rope. Thousands of flashbulbs go off and screaming is heard all throughout the arena as both Doomtrain and Thunderkiss hit the canvas with a mighty crash that shakes the foundation of the ring. It takes barely a second before the fans go loopy with cheering and "Holy shit" chants. Both men lay on the canvas and the referee begins the ten count. At about five, FSX and Exemplar begin to get to their feet and look on in sheer disbelief. The referee reaches seven and we see Doomtrain beginning to stir. At a count of eight, Doomtrain begins to crawl over to Thunderkiss. At nine, Doomtrain reaches his arm up and goes to place it on Thunderkiss' chest.
He manages to do so but it's just seconds after the referee reaches the ten count and calls for the bell.
Bell rings.
Philip: Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has called for a draw due to a double countout. The ACW Tag Team Champions are still the Road Steelers!
Exemplar and FSX re-enter the ring a little too late and they look over at the referee with a look that practically asks, "Are you serious?!" Some of the fans are booing the decision while others stand as one and cheer for the outstanding match put forth by both teams. Exemplar is handed the tag titles as FSX begins to help Thunderkiss to his feet. He begins to comprehend what just transpired and he turns to face Exemplar and the fallen Doomtrain. Thunderkiss looks down at Doomtrain and contemplates an attack. Instead, he shakes his head and exits the ring with FSX. The Kiss Army begins to deliver a standing ovation and soon after, almost every fan in the arena follows suit. Although they didn't get the belts, there is no doubt they gave the Road Steelers a run for their money.
Back in the ring, Exemplar slowly comes towards Doomtrain with a small smirk on his face before raising his arms up. The lights suddenly go out and people begin to wonder if Ginger forgot to pay the bills again. Just then, the lights come back on and the scene is exactly the same as before… The only notable difference is that Doomtrain has been turned back into Thunder Train. As the lights come back on, Exemplar grabs at his mask and pulls it off, reverting to XS3, who drops down to his knees and hands Train his title.
Train: Matt… What happened? I don't remember anything…
XS3: Well apparently, you bulked up because of Exemplar but now you're back to normal.
Train: What about the match?
XS3: We've still got the belts. We didn't win but we didn't lose either.
Train: Oh… Cool.
XS3 extends his hand to Train, who accepts it and gets up to his feet. The two collect their titles and raise their arms in the air to every fan in the arena. For the effort put in the match, the champs receive a standing ovation much like their opponents got a little earlier. XS3 collects his mask and exits the ring, heading over to Christine and Lauren. Christine plants a big kiss on XS3's lips then finds herself being scooped up over the rail and onto her feet. Train goes over to Lauren and gets a hug from her. Just then, Lauren feels herself being lifted off her seat and into Train's arms as the four begin to make their way to the back. As they approach the stage, XS3 and Train turn back to the fans once more and raise their titles in the air for every fan to see.
Train: Man, I don't know about you but I'm fucking starving.
XS3: …now I'm beginning to miss Doomtrain.
Fade.
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