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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 8, 2009 16:59:15 GMT -5
“Sieg Heil!” Credit: FSX, Thunderkiss: A Double Penetration Promo [Flashback to this past week. With the heat of battle cooling off of from their draw against the New Road Steelers, Double Penetration spends the last fleeting moments of ACW’s annual Winter break in style. Meeting up on the now frozen tropical paradise, both their spirts long for a warmer climate. Understanding that Kiss has booked them both a vacation, FSX has his hopes set high for a new local. Perhaps Hawaii or even Florida. He hears it’s nice this time of year. No matter what his heart longs for he continues to remind it that Thunderkiss’ idea of a good time is never remotely close to his. His exceptions are low and will wisely remain there until proven otherwise.] Thunderkiss: Boy, get me the hell off this island. After wrestling two legendary matches, I could use a little R&R.FSX: Oh yeah, legendary matches. Gotta love those! But wait a second...I only got to have one? I wonder if that has anything to do with not being invited to some show...who knows! Thunderkiss: Aw, buddy. Don’t be so sore. Hey, I heard that show took place in limbo anyway. FSX: Ah, well that's always fun. How low did you go? Thunderkiss: Pretty fucking low. [The small talk continues as both men check their bags and enter a long tunnel way that carries them to the plane. Somewhere from the terminal to their seat, this chatter turns into bickering. Several passangers begin to turn their heads in the direction of the racket and are shocked when they don’t see an elderly married couple but instead two towering professional wrestlers.] FSX: Why am I getting on this plane exactly? I mean, you'd think I'd of learned my lesson by now. Constantly being taken away for no apparent reason to some magical location, where we spend 15 minutes doing some kinda non-sequitur and returning as if spending thousand of dollars to get to these places is worth the meaningless joke. I mean...even I know better then that. Thunderkiss: Wow, that was a mouthful. Well, Mr. Smarty Pants, I’ll have you know that Germany is extremely peaceful and quiet and I don’t think they watch wrestling. We should be able to kick back our feet and relax with little intrusions.FSX: Well, that does sound lovely! But why are we actually going there? Some kinda pointless plan? Thunderkiss: *pause* How can you judge something if you don’t even know what it is?FSX: Aha! I knew it! We never get to have a real fucking vacation! I knew it because...well..it's you. Predictable! Okay, so what is it this time?!... Thunderkiss: Don’t hate! Appreciate! I have something swell lined up for us the instant we touch down on the ground, I’ll have you know! Double Penetration is known all across the world - FSX: Well, except for Germany apparently. Thunderkiss: Bah! May I continue?! Anyway, Double Penetration is loved and appreciated throughout the many continents as being true gladiators of the squared circle. While that is all fine and dandy it’s easy to see that these very people only know us as being wrestlers. Hey buddy, you and I know very well that it pays the bills but we could be so much more in life - and we will! Have you seen that new Tom Cruise movie? Operation Vick-er ..ally? FSX: No. Does it have something to do with Sagat from Street Fighter? I seem to recall in advertising he looked all like Sagat...speaking of Street Fighter, they really should make a sequel. Thunderkiss: They made many, many sequels...FSX: Oh....huh....anyways, continue. Thunderkiss: Well, I heard that it’s a true story. Apparently, this guy named Hitler is causing all kinds of static in Germany and is just being a 500% asshole. A guy like this needs to be put in his place, brother! Considering I’ve dealt with my fair share of assholes, like Hunter, I think its safe to say that the citizens of Germany will be celebrating in the streets to some David Hasselhoff music very shortly! FSX: ...Uh...so wait, you want to go and kill Hitler? Your kidding, right? Thunderkiss: Kill? Kill is a harsh word, brother. I want to go drop the big leg on his ass! [FSX immediately facepalms and it takes all the restraint in his body to prevent him from breaking the glass cup in his hand and sticking it’s glass shards into his brain.] FSX: Oh..for fucks sake...HITLER IS DEAD! Thunderkiss: *slight pause* SON OF A BITCH, WHO BEAT US?! FSX: HITLER DID! God damn it, someone turn this plane around before I toss this guy out of the damn thing! [FSX’s unbridled moans of dismay catch the attention of the entire plane. Nearby, an air martial grabs a hold of the handle of his gun while the nearest stewardess attends to the situation at hand.] Stewardess: Sir, please! Restrain yourself! FSX: Are you fucking serious?! Spend ten minutes with this dumbass and you'll realize why I'm doing what NEEDS to be done! I mean, just look at him! [The Stewardess now turns her trained eye on Thunderkiss who is doing the exact same thing to her. Liking what he is seeing, he offers her a free ride on Thunder Mountain. It is not received kindly and she makes her feelings known before walking away.] Thunderkiss: Hey baby, want to join the mile high club?Stewardess: Pardon me for interrupting your conversation with the dumbass. Please continue. Thunderkiss: Man, what a bitch.FSX: ...Fucking seriously... Thunderkiss: Wow. You’re mad.FSX: No, Kiss. I enjoy getting dragged to distance countries because a freaking idiot failed history class. I just love to spend more then three days of the week on planes going to the middle of fucking nowhere to do absolutely NOTHING! NOTHING!!! [Uncomfortable silence takes up the space between the two men for what seems like an enternity. Trying to defuse the situation, Thunderkiss thinks better of it and instead waits for FSX to calm down and collect himself. Finally, five minutes later, FSX finds the silver lining in this dark cloud.] FSX: Hmm...I guess things could be worse. Thunderkiss: Hm? FSX: Germany is full of sex. Thunderkiss: OH, YOU DON’T SAY?! [No matter how hard FSX tries to convince him otherwise, TK knows his ears have not deceived him. The next few hours Fallen is forced into telling TK wicked and indecent tales of German girls that cause the Worldbreaker’s blood to rush into his most willing member. Now that over three hundred pounds of testosterone has been riled up, a few questions remain. What is German for “crackerjack?” Who put these mother fucking snakes on this mother fucking plane? Will FSX be able to afford bail? Will another wall be constructed to keep Double Penetration out? Can an international incident be avoided? Stay tuned.] [TO BE CONTINUED...once ACW is done censoring the crap out of it...]
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 8, 2009 17:00:00 GMT -5
Segment: The Truth Finally Comes Out (Credit: Train)
The camera opens up in the ACW arena, panning around the crowd. They notice the camera and hold up their signs and jump up and down. The centered camera then zooms in on Phillip Jones.
Phillip: Ladies and gentlemen, will you please welcome at this time, Thunder Train!
The crowd gives that mixed reaction as Gourmet Race Metal Mix plays. Out walks Thunder Train, smiling a bit, but has a strange look on his face. He makes his way down to the ring, ignoring the fans. He isn't the same as he was earlier in the night. Something about him is different, something has changed. He enters the ring and grabs the microphone from Phillip.
Thunder Train: Today is a very special day for ACW. Not only is this the first show of the new year, but this also the show where former ACW wrestler, Leon Chase, better known to you as The Chef, will appear for the first time on ACW television (I'm 3MRing some stuff) since his accident last July.
Now, last July, I had asked Chef to be my partner so that we could pursue the tag team championships. However, he had an accident at his home that caused his face, and some of his neck to be burned. He wanted to come out here tonight and address you fans, but unfortunately, his flight was canceled. Luckily, we were able to get him via satellite. If everyone would turn your attention to the Alphatron...
The crowd turns and the image of a man appears. His face is still wrapped up a bit, but his mouth, left side of his face up to his eye and right eye can all be seen. The crowd cheers some but most are in disgust at what they see.
Chef: Thank you Train, I'm glad I was able to appear tonight, especially with the weather conditions here.
Train: Well, its good to see you buddy. I don't really want to ask this question, but how's the face doing?
Chef: It's healing pretty well as you can see but, for some reason it's taking a really long time. I was hoping to get back into the ring early in November, but I just haven't been able to.
Train: Yeah, that's a bit of a bummer. Seems like whenever you try and get back into the ring, you get shafted by something. Whether it be the burns or your other injuries.
Chef: Well that's to be expected in the line of business that we are in.
Train: I know that I've had my fair share of injuries in the past. Some have almost ended my career. Back in July when you had the accident, it was revealed that you slipped on something and fell onto the grill. Can you explain to us EXACTLY what happened?
Chef: Well, my year and a half old was playing outside while I cooked dinner for the family. I stepped on one of his toys and fell onto the grill. My face was burned and I tried to move away from it and hide myself from my son. My wife at the time was out shopping, so I had to run inside my house and dial 911.
Train: Wow that's terrible that it happened in front of your kid. He must have been pretty scared?
Chef: Oh totally. He didn't know what was happening. He began crying and was panicking. I couldn't do much to help him because I didn't want him to see the rest of my face. Thankfully a neighbor heard the commotion and ran over to take care of him while I did what I was told to do until the ambulance arrived.
Train: I wouldn't want my kid to see his face either. What was the hospital like when you got there?
Chef: I was bandaged up right away and I don't remember much. I think I passed out right as I got there. But all I know is that I'm training and hope to be back inside of an ACW ring.
Train: Well Chef, thank you for join--
Chef: Wait Train, there is one more thing...
Train: What?
Chef: Once I got home from the hospital. I looked at some security tapes of that day. We installed a new system after we were robbed about a month earlier and I found some interesting things...
Train: Like what?
Chef: You'll see...
The screen cuts into a black and white video of something with a timer in the corner. It's revealed to be the backyard of Chef. He is standing in front of his grill and he turns around. He walks over to his son and pats him on the head. He walks back and it looks like he trips, but it is revealed that something pushed him. Or someone rather. Chef falls onto the grill and right away pulls his head up. However, a man grabs his hair and smashes him onto the grill again and again, looking at Chef's son as he does it.
Train: Well that shows a lot on what happened. I'm glad we got that foo-
The video starts up again and the man turns around. The camera gets a clear shot of Thunder Train's face and he walks away, smirking. The crowd begins to boo heavily at Train in the ring and Train does nothing but fall to his knees and begin weeping.
Chef: WHY DID YOU DO IT TRAIN?
Train: But but but...I didn't it was....
All of the sudden Train pops up and stares at Chef.
Train: It wasn't the Thunder Train that you know that did it Leon...
Chef: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?
Train: You have no idea who I am or what I am capable of...
Chef: Listen, I don't know what you are doing, but the doctors have told me that I'll be 100% by say uh....Ragnarok?
The crowd lets out a big >____> but cheers. Train stands in the ring and smirks.
Train: You really want to face me in a match? I've burned you. You are worthless to me and everyone else. If you step foot in the ring with me, you will die.
Chef: Not just any type of match but HELL'S KITCHEN!
The crowd cheers once more as Chef smirks this time. Train doesn't seem phased by the challenge.
Train: It will be your funeral Leon. Hell's Kitchen will just be a really easy way to kill you off once and for good....You're on...
With the offer accepted, the crowd cheers. Gourmet Race plays once again and the two men stare each other down as we fade out.
Fade to black.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 8, 2009 17:00:32 GMT -5
MATCH: SCOTT ANDREWS VS. FSX
SUMMARY: These two have rarely faced off against one another one on one, so the feeling out process is a bit more prominent. They both agree on a test of strength, which Scott ultimately wins and spins FSX into an arm wrench. FSX’s speed advantage kicks in as he performs a cartwheel to reverse the pressure and then delivering an arm wrench of his own. Fallen goes runs at the ropes and climbs them, still with Scott’s arm wrenched, and flips off the top rope, spinning and flipping Scott over with a springboard arm drag. He then locks in an armbar which sends Scott’s free arm searching for the ropes. Scott finally reaches the ropes and the hold is broken. After allowing Scott to his feet, FSX attempts a Silence Scissors Kick but Scott sees it coming and after FSX lands, he swings a kick which is blocked by FSX but he doesn’t see the Re-load (Dragon Whip) coming, and gets knocked to the mat for a one count.
After exchanging back and forth pinfalls, the two combatants slow things down as Scott gets FSX and irish whips him into the turnbuckle. Scott yells with rage and runs as fast as possible, launching his knee into FSX head. FSX drops to the mat and lies in perfect position for Scott to drop one of his signature top rope moves. He sees this opportunity and goes to the top rope, faces outwards and points his fingers to his head in a gun taunt before gracefully executing his Suisault…right onto FSX raised knees! FSX, the wily veteran, goes for an immediate cover, unfortunately for him, for only a two count. FSX then thinks fast and goes for his patented Frozen Motion (Double Jump Lionsault) to finish Scott off, but he rolls out of the way just in time. FSX lands hard on his stomach, but Scott doesn’t see any point in a cover, for FSX would be on his feet in no time.
Scott has a limited amount of time to get a new game plan, so in his stressed state he employs his Lariat of Revenge, bouncing off the ropes and heading straight at FSX’s upper body. Fallen ducks to the mat, avoiding the momentum of the Scarlet Assassin, who crashes down. Fallen immediately locks in an inverted cross-arm breaker with headscissors to try and finish off the match. It seems as though Scott may tap, but he manages to garner up the strength to spin out of the pressure and counter the move, landing to the side of FSX, then locking in his own submission, the Scarlet Fever (Fish Stretch Sleeper Hold). FSX lasts a few moments before the pain becomes too much to risk his career for and he taps out.
Winner: Scott Andrews
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 8, 2009 17:01:36 GMT -5
Segment: Reluctance (Credit: Yoko)
Okinawa, Japan
Five or six children are running around in an old, small, rundown playgroud containing one working swing among three with no seats, two slides, and monkey bars. The children range from ages 6 to...16?
On the only working swing is Yuki Satoshi. Having just gotten out of school, she has her high school uniform on, and save for her hair and nose, she resembles Yoko greatly. If not for her blah mood, she'd take a photo to send to Yoko...Wherever she is. A 7 year old girl approaches her.
Child: Can I swing? Yuki: No. Child: But you had swings!
Yuki: Listen, I'm in a terrible mood a-
Child: You're meaner than on TV!
Yuki: Wha...?
The girl runs off, and Yuki sees she was wearing a Yoko shirt. Specifically, one for Super Happy Fun Vagina Day Extravaganza.
??: Well, that's...wrong.
Yuki: Yeah...
Wait...Who's that?
??: Should be nicer though, it's a rare coincidence.
Yuki: I'm not Yoko. ??: I know.
Yuki: Are you...Kei?!
Yuki's old best friend! They grew apart...
Kei: Yep!
Yuki: What's it been, two years?
Kei: Since Yoko banned me from your house? Yeah.
Yuki: I forgot that...
Kei: Let's meet sometime, I'm in a hurry!
Yuki: I can't, I've decided to visit America to, get this, discuss an ACW contract!
Kei: Good luck! I gotta run; be sure to tell Yoko we bumped into each other if you see her.
With that, she speeds off like the Flash, leaving Yuki to her swing.
Yeah, if I see her.
End.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 8, 2009 17:01:50 GMT -5
Segment: Phone Call Like A Jack-In-A-Box
(Credit: Scott Andrews)
After his gruelling match with Fallen Souls, Scott is just about ready to head home. He has half backed his duffle bag and is placing his kick pads inside as his phone begins to ring. He puts his pads down and grabs a seat before he answers the phone.
Scott: Hello?
A deep, husky voice answers back.
Voice: Hi son, how are you?
Scott is a little taken back.
Scott: Dad?
Dad: Who else would call you son?
It’s easy to see where Scott gets his sarcasm from.
Scott: It’s just weird, you calling, y’know? You never call me.
Dad: Well…I thought I better keep in touch with you a bit better since your Mom died. She was the one who used to invite you round and feed you. I can’t promise a roast dinner but I can promise a visit!
Scott: Dad, you know my schedule’s very busy, I can’t just take time off. But I will come see you when I - - -
Dad: - - - No! I mean, I’M coming to see YOU!
Scott pulls the phone away from his face and looks at it, puzzled, before putting it back to his ear.
Scott: You’re coming here?!
Dad: Yeah! I figure with my expertise in coaching I can help you out a bit as well as see my son!
Scott: Not to sound like a dick, but what makes you think I need your help? Did you see my match against Fallen Souls?
Dad: No. I don’t watch wrestling…
Scott: *FACEPALM*
Dad: But I do have the motivational and training techniques to make you even better!
Scott: So when do you think you’ll be here?
Dad: Next Monday, on Warcraft!
Scott: WARFARE Dad, WARFARE!
Dad: Alright, well, son, I’ll see you next week. You take care now. Bye bye.
Scott hangs up and runs his hand through his blonde spiked hair.
Scott: This is going to be interesting…
What will Scott’s dad have in store for him on Warfare?
Will his dad get anything ACW related right?
Will Scott realise he hasn’t packed his shaver and toothbrush into his duffle bag?
Tune into Warfare!
FADE OUT.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 8, 2009 17:02:06 GMT -5
Match: Macho Man RDK vs. Jonny Hughes (Credit: XS3)
Both men were clearly peeved about not winning the International title so what better way than to take it out on each other, right? RDK got the early advantage, locking Hughes in a headlock to start off before being pushed off and walking into an arm drag. RDK got back up and traded arm drags before engaging in a standoff, getting a decent pop. Hughes then countered a punch with a knee to the midsection and a snap suplex that got only one instead of the two. RDK continued to take it to Hughes, who was just as tenacious and crafty, even avoiding a face first DDT to hit a rolling Japanese arm drag. He wasn't able to avoid a Russian leg sweep that set Hughes up for a mighty lariat.
RDK continued his offense with a series of overhand punches and a windup hook punch before choosing to apply a sleeper hold. But Hughes is a smart sum'bitch so he opted to counter with a basic but effective back suplex. RDK almost got the upper hand again but Hughes countered an attempted scoop slam and locked in an armbar. RDK resisted the pain of the move and escaped only to walk into The Showpiece that forced RDK to barely kick out. Hughes kept up his offense by sending RDK into the corner and Smacking His Bitch Up. The crowd was booing Hughes, who laughed at their attempts to will the super face back into action. Hughes then applied a deadly Texas Cloverleaf and approximately 15.493 seconds into the hold, it looked like RDK would tap. Alas, that was not to be because he reached the ropes.
But when Hughes went to follow up, the Macho Man turned the tables on him by nailing a lightning fast Samoan Drop followed into the Macho Facelock! Hughes showed his guts (not literally, ew) by reaching the ropes and RDK went back on the attack, hitting rights and lefts and finishing with a strong hook punch that caused Hughes to possibly oversell. After a front headbutt, Hughes was whipped off the ropes and taken down with a body press that made Lou Thesz proud. After a swinging neckbreaker, RDK ascended the ropes and looked to put Hughes away with the Macho Moonsault. But Hughes was already up and he powerbombed RDK all the way down to the canvas. Hughes then climbed the ropes himself and nailed the Ode to Dynamite, a move that would make Dynamite Kid proud. Hmmm… Dynamite Kid vs. Lou Thesz… That would've been great.
Er, anyway, after RDK kicked out before three, Hughes picked up RDK and lifts him up, thinking that RDK's dreams would get shattered courtesy of the Dream Shatterer. But RDK had other plans and he started kicking in midair before landing on his feet in front of Hughes and pulling him in for the Rock Bottom! The move connected with fierce authority and RDK hooked the leg to get the 1-2-3.
Winner: Macho Man RDK
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 8, 2009 17:02:53 GMT -5
“Thunderkiss: Game Over. Part 0” Credit: Thunderkiss Somewhere in the arena. Sometime before Meltdown goes on the air. Some unknown individuals. Something wicked brews. Richard Paris: Gentlemen, I am so glad you could make it. Gingerdude: Richard, while I am very pleased with your work, let me remind you that you are on “my” payroll. Not vice versa. Richard Paris: Fully understood, Mr. Chairman. However, after you hear me out, I believe you will fully understand the importance of this get together. Believe me, I am most certain you will be extremely interested in what I would like to discuss with both you and Mr. Makabe. Gingerdude: *pause* You have five minutes. Make it quick. Richard Paris: Thank you. As you may know by now, I made a very unfortunate decision to introduce myself to someone on the staff that the two of you are very familiar with... Chairman Gingerdude: .... Thunderkiss. Richard Paris: Mmhm. Now, after experiencing his reckless abandon first hand, I have concluded that this man is simply not good for the well being of Alpha Championship Wrestling. Keiji Makabe: Well being?! Well being?! Might I remind you Mr. Paris that this man threatened to force himself sexually upon my wife! Well being my ass! This man is a parasite to this very federation! They are right about him, he will ruin ACW! Chairman Gingerdude: And let me remind you, Mr. Paris, that he has a non termination clause in his contract. My hands are completely tied. Richard Paris: Indeed. A very unwise decision to ink your name to such a paper, Mr. Chairman. Chairman Gingerdude: Richard, he had a truck bomb ready to go off in one of my arenas. Let’s see how you would have handled that. Richard Paris: Fair enough. While I was unable to partake in the task then, I most certainly am able now. Mr. Chairman, Mr. Mabake ... I have a way to rid ACW of this “pest” once and for all. Keiji Makabe *laughing*: Good luck with that. I think if we could have gotten rid of him by now, we would have. Richard Paris: One cannot succeed if they are not given the option to try. Mr. Chairman, all I need is your authorization and a little bit of financing and I assure you, by this time next month, you will never have to worry about the safety of both your daughter and grandson again. Chairman Gingerdude: While that is music to my ears, Mr. Paris, your words lack substance. How do you propose to terminate Thunderkiss from our roster? Richard Paris: Have you ever heard of a movie called, “A Clockwork Orange,” Mr. Chairman? Chairman Gingerdude: I am familiar with it and its infamy. Richard Paris: You will find your answers there. Keiji Makabe: And why I am here? Why am I a part of this? Richard Paris: Our great Chairman rules what happens outside the ring. You rule what happens inside of it. You are the cog in which this fine plan needs, Mr. Makabe. Keiji Makabe: You have my full support. Anything to finally put that monster in shackles I’d be glad to take part of. If it wasn’t for the efforts of Ginger, my wife would have been another one of his innocent victims. Chairman Gingerdude: Mr. Paris, you get half what you want now, half after you promise to deliver the goods. You will not get the blank check you so desire, but you’ll get the next best thing to it. Richard Paris: Fair enough. Do not worry, Mr. Chairman. A silver platter would be too good for his head which will surely be needed a new home to rest itself upon. He seems to forget that while he is a big fish, there is always another bigger swimming in the sea. [FADE]
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 8, 2009 17:03:25 GMT -5
Segment: Dan White vs. Jason Freeman Video Package (Credit: Dan White) The ring is prepared and we look ready for the main event, but beforehand, the titantron flickers on for a huge video package. The crowd settles down in preparation for the video...
A familiar bassline kicks in, and we're greeted to the sounds of Under Pressure (http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=xtrEN-YKLBM)
Meltdown October 2nd: The Return
Dan: So I'm guessing this is your return, then? I mean we haven't exactly seen you on television for a couple of months.
Freeman: Yeah, it is...
Dan: Looks like you didn't hold back on the drama or the budget, eh? I mean some of us like to go the whole mile to return but man, this is huge! This is immense! This is-
Freeman: Shut up, Dan. What's the point in being all lavish and flamboyant about something as pedantic as a return? Not everybody craves the attention like you do. You make yourself a stupid poll under the hopes that maybe, just maybe, somebody actually cares about you. I bet you felt nice and loved when they voted for you to stay. Get a life, Dan.
PRESSURE! PUSHING DOWN ON ME PRESSING DOWN ON YOU, NO MAN ASK FOR
Warfare October 6th: The Reasoning
Freeman: Dan White…I have something to gain by beating him, and so I hit him with a lead pipe…does that sound harsh? Well…too bad…and DAN…I want you in the ring, in case you haven’t noticed. I think right now you’re waiting to show this little punk a lesson right?! That’s what you want?! WELL BRING IT! BRING WHATEVER YOU GOT, THE MORE THE BETTER!
UNDER PRESSURE! THAT BURNS A BUILDING DOWN SPLITS A FAMILY IN TWO – PUTS PEOPLE ON STREETS
Meltdown October 9th: The Call
“Ugly” by The Exies hits, and Dan instantly recognises the theme of that of Jason Freeman's. He turns to the titantron, thinking that this must be Freeman's way of retaliation for Dan's less than fair “confrontation” last Monday night. Dan is ready to forget about Starkweather and go for a fight with Freeman.....but Freeman doesn't walk out. Not wanting to be taken from behind, Dan looks around the back of him, but can't find anyone. He looks back at the titantron with a confused look on his face as the music fades. This look turns from confusion to shock and then dismay as Starkweather rolls Dan up into a cover, getting the 1-2-3!
Philip: Here is your winner...Alexander Starkweather!
UM BA BA BE, UM BA BA BE DE DAY DA, DE DAY DA
Warfare October 20th: One Chance To Shine
Freeman: It’s right around the corner, people. I must say, I felt like it’d never come. I’ve been waiting for this since before I even came back. This Saturday will be one of the most important matches of my career, if not THE most important match. I am prepared. I am ready. I remember sitting at home, knowing I was ready to return, and trying to pick my target. I picked somebody I knew would get people talking when I beat him. I picked the man who would elevate my career, and that man was Dan White
THAT'S OK – IT'S THE TERROR OF KNOWING WHAT THIS WORLD IS ABOUT WATCHING SOME GOOD FRIENDS SCREAMING - “LET ME OUT”
Freeman: Ha. Well…you know what? I don’t care whether or not you’re worried, because I’ve got the match, and that’s all that matters…What you think or feel is no longer a concern to me. Now, please excuse me, I have more important places to be right now.
Dan gives a mock grin, seeming completely cheery, and Freeman turns to walk away, but as soon as he gets right next to Dan, Dan grabs him by the shoulder, spinning him around, now completely serious, and when he talks, he sounds angry and intimidating.
Dan: Listen, dude. I didn't want this match. I still don't, but you've managed to rat your way into it. I don't respect you, not a goddamn bit, but yet your plan worked. You managed to get me in a match I don't care about against an opponent I don't care about. But that's not going to make you a megastar. You have to beat me first, and you have to know that I will not hesitate for a goddamn second before I kick your arse from here, to my own back garden, where I'll feed you to my dogs. I don't care about you, so I have nothing to lose. But if I win, please just leave me the FUCK alone!
PRAY TOMORROW – GETS ME HIGHER PRESSURE ON PEOPLE – PEOPLE ON STREETS
SAMHAIN: Round One
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!
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 8, 2009 17:03:39 GMT -5
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! [/size] DAY DAY DE, MM HM DA DA DA BA BA, OKAY Warfare 3rd November: The RejectionFreeman: You were not so eager to give me the match originally, were you? And listen, I've already beaten you. The only reason I wanted to face you in the first place was to advance my career. I won. I did what I needed to do. I see no benefit in facing you again. Even beating you twice won't serve to help me much, and will only be a waste of time where I can be challenging a new opponent. As Im only doing things to my own benefit, and I fail to see how this benefits me...no. No, we will not wrestle again. CHIPPIN' AROUND, KICK MY BRAINS ON THE FLOOR THESE ARE THE DAYS IT NEVER RAINS BUT IT POURS Warfare November 10th: The AmbushFreeman: Well what do you want, then?! Dan pauses, smirking again. Dan: I want a match at HelloGoodbye. One on one. A rematch. EE DO BA BE, EE DA BA BA BA UM BO BO, BE LAP Meltdown November 13th: Round Two – The StipulationFreeman: Ah, that brings me to my next point. The request I would like to make. I don’t want any excuses from Dan like last time, and to be honest…it’s getting to the point where I wouldn't mind knocking him around a little bit. I would like to request a No Holds Barred match. Dan: You plan to knock ME around? Ha! You really are as stupid as your face looks. Do you have Down's Syndrome? It wouldn't surprise me. Anyways, I'll accept the match, cos I have to show you just how fucking brutal I can be. PEOPLE ON STREETS – EE DA DE DA DE PEOPLE ON STREETS – EE DA DE DA DE DA DE DA HELLOGOODBYE: The Smack TalkDan: Well Charlotte if you noticed there I didn't say the word “lose”. Freeman earned a victory against me. I did not lose. I was stalled. Jason Freeman got me in a match I didn't want and now the tables have turned. When I kick his sorry arse tonight then I would have won the war, and that is all that's important. I need to teach that creepy little son of a bitch some manners, and he'll be going home tonight in an ambulance if I have it my way. IT'S THE TERROR OF KNOWING WHAT THIS WORLD IS ABOUT WATCHING SOME GOOD FRIENDS SCREAMING - “LET ME OUT” ROUND TWOUNTIL DAN SPRINGS UP, GRABS FREEMAN BY THE ARM, PULLS HIM DOWN AND PUTS HIM IN THE FUJIWARA ARMBAR!!!! FREEMAN SHOUTS IN PAIN!
McNally: Wait a minute! Dan DID had some energy left after all! Edison: He’s got him! He’s got him!
He does indeed! Freeman shouts…and tries to make his way over to the ropes…doing anything to get out of this move….but Dan just applies the pressure even harder! Freeman shouts louder….his arm in
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 8, 2009 17:04:08 GMT -5
...great pain, being wrenched in its socket! Freeman writhes and squirms, but Dan has it IN, and it isn’t going anywhere! Everytime Freeman attempts to roll, Dan either rolls with him, putting Freeman back on his stomach, or keeps him down. It seems there’s no escape….and the fans cheer, now on their feet….knowing that Freeman might have no choice! For his credit, Freeman continues to last…going for any desperate escape…not going to let it end like this…even if he risks injury…Freeman manages to somehow inch forward, and with any strength he can muster, he manages to get himself to the ropes, and grab it with his other hand….but….Dan still has the hold in…and Freeman realizes, THERE ARE NO ROPE BREAKS! McNally: Freeman thought he was out, but he can’t break the hold by getting to the ropes! And then Dan locks in the headscissors! The fans stand up, all trying to see…will Freeman tap out? Will he give up? The ref bends down to see…and…and…YES! Freeman begins tapping! Phillip: Here is your winner, by submission…Dan White! [/size] PRAY TOMORROW, GETS MY HIGHER HIGH HIGH PRESSURE ON PEOPLE – PEOPLE ON STREETS Meltdown December 4th: Race For The TitleDan: I'm concerned about one person, and you won't be surprised to hear that it's about that insipid little cockroach, Freeman. At the end of the day, I don't see why he insists on getting an International Title shot when he's done jack shit all month! I kicked his arse at Hello Goodbye, and he damn well knows that. Charlotte: This might be true, Dan, but he only levelled the scores between you at 1-1. In all honesty both of you never won the matches you did legitimately. Dan: Charlotte, don't push it. I've made it perfectly clear to Freeman that I've got the upper hand. My only focus is forgetting about that creepy little drone, and concentrating on winning the International Title. Unfortunately, it appears that I'm not the only one that wants to get in on the act. So as a result, I'm going to have to shunt through a lot of shi-worthless people in order to get what's truly mine. TURNED AWAY, FROM IT ALL, LIKE A BLIND MAN SAT ON THE FENCE, BUT IT DON'T WORK Freeman: I've heard all the complaints about how I defeated Train. How I apparently "cheated". I believe I've talked about this before. I am NOT a cheater. I am willing to do what I have to to get what I need, but I wouldn't call it cheating. I merely took advantage of a situation, and did what I could to ensure a victory. There's nothing wrong with doing what's neccesary...and...what if there is?! All I know is that I now have a championship opportunity, and I can't think of any negative effects that came from my victory methods. I don't see why anybody would do differently. I am NOT a cheater. KEEP COMING UP WITH LOVE BUT IT'S SO SLASHED AND TORN WHYYYYY, WHYYYY WHYYYYYYY-YYYY?! Gingerdude: Very well. But let me just remind you. If you and Freeman come to blows before then....well, then I can safely assure that you won't be earning any title shot anytime soon. You know where the door is. INSANITY LAUGHS UNDER PRESSURE WE'RE CRACKING Meltdown December 11th: Winter Discontent Goes To HellGingerdude: Ah, Steele, you're up. Good, because this next part I want you to hear loud and clear. I almost forgot this detail but thank the heavens I remembered it... You see, the five of you will not just be competing in a normal ring with these specific stipulations, oh no. You'll be fighting, and brutalizing each other in a place Hunter is familar with, hell. Everyone in the arena stops, and confused by what Ginger just said. Ginger clears his throat and says what he actually meant. HELL... IN A CELL!CAN'T WE GIVE OURSELVE ONE MORE CHANCE WHY CAN'T WE GIVE LOVE, THAT ONE MORE CHANCE Freeman: You know, I couldn't think of a better way to end this between the two of us. We've been wanting to get rid of each other for such a long time. It's a shame that three other guys will be in there as well, but let me set something straight. Since it doesn't matter WHO I pin, I don't care about the other men in the match. You're the one I'm going after. WHY CAN'T WE GIVE LOVE GIVE LOVE GIVE LOVE GIVE LOVE Dan: And then we have Mr. Freeman. Now what can I say about you? Well I could write a fucking essay about you, and as much as the fans back home sitting on their chairs would love for me to rant on how much I detest your whiney little gob, your greasy hair, and your beady little eyes, I don't think anyone would have enough money to buy the length of time I would go on about you for. I've had enough of you! I'm sick of you! You contribute nothing to this planet, other than being a creepy little twat, and an annoying burden. It's no surprise every stable or friendship you have had has dwindled into nothing. Nobody wants you around! Just go home, piss off, where you can shag your disabled sister. The only reason she can't say no is cos she can't even talk.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 8, 2009 17:04:36 GMT -5
GIVE LOVE GIVE LOVE GIVE LOVE GIVE LOVE GIVE LOVE The music suddenly goes silent, as the words “WINTER DISCONTENT: HELL IN A CELL” flash up on the screen, and we first see Freeman entering the cell."Ugly" by The Exies hits the arena and Jason wastes no time getting his ass to the ring and through the cell door. He immediately goes for Dan White, who in his opinion is the one who requires the most softening up at this point of the match. He catches the Welshman off guard, laying his fists into the sternem of the ACW Veteran.
Edison: Jason Freeman just laying into the Welsh Dragon! McNally: He's fresh, hes full of energy! Dan's gonna have to dip into his reserves if he hopes to keep up to the current stamina of Freeman!
Dan tries to fight back, blocking Jason's next strike before hooking him back with a left. Another left. A right. One more....Jason ducks and then retaliates with a stiff drop kick sending Dan down to the mat! We're then cut to the end of the dramatic match, with Dan winning the belt.At the bottom of the Cell, Steele has just decided to say fuck it and is halfway up the Cell. And just as Dan jumped off RDK, Steele reached the top. Steele sees RDK tipping and Dan with his back turned tries to take a quick breather. But is turned around by Steele, who goes for a DDT! RDK sees Steele up at the top and clothesline him, stopping the attempt! RDK grabs Steele and picks him up, lifting him onto his shoulders for his signature Samoan Drop! No! Steele rolls off and takes a few steps back, before jumping into the air with a standing RIGHT IN YO FACE!
NO!
RDK stepped to the side and Steele lands hard onto the mat. RDK then puts his hands on his knees and gets shaky as the fans know what is coming next. “RDK, RDK, RDK” is heard in the crowd, as the dazed and confused International Champione gets up slowly holding his back, with it turned to RDK. The impatient Macho Man then rushes up behind Steele and spins him around, before hitting it…
ROCK BOTTOM!
RDK hops across Steele for the cover…
1... ..2... ….3!
And with that, RDK rolls back over on Steele in the middle of the top of the cell and raises his arms into the air as for the fifth time he has become International Champion.
Phillip Jones: And your winner of the match by pinfall… and the NEWWWWWW INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION! “The Welsh Dragon” Dan White!
Edison: Oh my god!? How!?
On the top of the Cell, RDK looks shocked, confused, pissed. He has no idea what the hell is going on.
But what wasn‘t seen is that during RDK and Steele‘s scuffle at the top, Dan slithered his self down the Cell and he ran as fast as his tired legs could drag him back into the inside of the Cell. He then rolled into the ring and pinned the completely lifeless body of Jonny Hughes, and got the pinfall just one second before RDK could get the three. Therefore, the winner, and newwww International Champion. After years of trying, fighting, and pushing… “The Welsh Dragon“ Dan White.The music then starts to play again, as the video flashes to numerous different scenes of the duoCOS LOVE'S SUCH AN OLD FASHIONED WORD We go back to that first ever encounter, where Jason Freeman attacks Dan in the backstage and shoves him to the ground, whacking him in the back of the head with a lead pipe. AND LOVE DARES YOU TO CARE FOR THE PEOPLE ON THE EDGE OF A KNIFE Cut to mid-November, when after being stalked all night, Freeman gets attacked by Dan White and the Royles, his head being smashed off his door by Dan, who is bearing that tennis racket. AND LOVE DARES YOU TO CHANGE OUR WAY OF Cut to Jason Freeman getting pissed on by Dan White, to the delights of the crowd. CARING ABOUT OURSELVES THIS IS OUR LAST DANCE Cut to Freeman hitting Dan with the Shining Axe Kick THIS IS OUR LAST DANCE Cut to Dan planting Freeman with the Stunt Bomb THIS IS OURSELVES Cut to Freeman landing the Journey's End UNDER PRESSURE The video calms, and we see the two men glaring at each other from either side of the ring. UNDER PRESSURE Dan White (over the video): Jason Freeman is gonna regret ever using me to get his career back on the ground. He's gonna limp home realizing that he messed with the wrong man. PRESSURE Jason Freeman (over the video): Tonight, Dan White is going to acknowledge my superiority. He is going to say the words I Quit and I shall prove myself the better man, once and for all. PRESSURE The video ends, and fades out with the image of both men facing each other, with the words “I-QUIT MATCH” underneath the video. The crowd goes absolutely bonkers as we fade out to a commercial break.[/i]
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 8, 2009 17:08:04 GMT -5
Match: Dan White vs. Jason Freeman – I Quit Match ] We come back from the break, and Freeman is already in the ring, with “Ugly” by The Pixies playing. It's certainly a big match for him, with this being the ultimate decider in his feud against Dan.Philip: The following match is an I-Quit match! In the ring, weighing at 230 lbs, from Long Island, New York.......Jason Freeman! Boos from the crowd, but they don't care.Philip: And his opponent, weighing at 242 lbs, from Cardiff, Wales....The ACW International Champion, ”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, glaring at Freeman.McNally: The crowd here is intense! They're hotly behind the Welsh Dragon! Edison: I really can't wait! It's one of my favourite matches! It's brutal, it's gonna be bad, and it's gonna be epic! And the bell rings, and like lightning Freeman charges towards Dan, lead pipe in hand. Dan doesn’t have a weapon, but Freeman makes a predictable swing for the head, and Dan ducks it, as Freeman goes forward with the momentum. He turns around, right into a wild flurry of punches from Dan who backs Freeman up in a corner. Freeman drops his pipe on the ground, but now returns fire with shots of his own, and the two men continue to brawl in the corner, both trying to land shots on the other. McNally: Well, it’s no surprise that this has started out with a brawl! This match isn’t going to be pretty. Dan nails a kick to the midsection, and a chop, sending Freeman back against the turnbuckle, and then Dan comes forward, hitting a hard punch against Freeman’s face, that spins Freeman around 180 degrees…Dan grabs the back of Freeman’s head and begins to quickly bash it into the turnbuckle repeatedly, to a massive pop from the crowd, but Freeman puts his leg on the middle rope and grabs the top rope, trying to prevent his head from connecting for a tenth time with the turnbuckle, and then manages to turn and hit a hard knee to Dan’s jaw, sending Dan backwards. Freeman quickly hops to the second rope, and then jumps off with a hard forearm to the head. Dan falls backwards, and Freeman is on top of him almost instantly with hard shots and knees as Dan tries to stand up. Dan starts to get to his feet, and shoves Freeman backwards, but Freeman charges right back towards him. Dan however, now near the ropes, bends and flips Freeman over the top rope. Freeman grabs the top rope, and swings his body, landing on the apron…only to receive a stiff right hook that sends him to the arena floor. McNally: I think in a basic brawl, Dan most definitely has the advantage here. Edison: True, but Freeman’s is not in a good mood, and has an intensity tonight that may work in his favor. And already the fight has spilled to the outside. Dan has taken it right back to Freeman. Dan bashes Freeman’s head into the apron so hard that Freeman walks forward and stumbles to the ground, by the steel turnbuckle. As Dan comes forward, Freeman quickly, from his knees, thrusts his shoulder up into Dan’s gut…before reaching up, grabbing Dan’s head and smashing it into the steel post. Dan now stumbles forward, and Freeman comes towards him, giving a few shots to drive him back, until Dan is near the steel steps. Freeman attempts to grab him and smash him into the steps, but Dan fights back, hitting a shot to the midsection, and turning, smashing Freeman into the apron once again. Once again, Freeman grabs his head and turns away, and Dan backs up…until Freeman bends down clutching his head, facing the steps, with his back to Dan. Dan runs forward, and jumps, BULLDOGGING Freeman right onto the steel steps! The fans pop, and although Dan had a rough landing as well, Freeman definitely felt the most damage. McNally: These two are just fighting all around the ring, using every part of it to their advantage! And now, as Freeman starts to get up slowly, Dan waits…Freeman moves forward a little, groggily, and Dan charges towards him once again, but Freeman drops down and hits Dan with a droptoehold…RIGHT Into the crowd barricade! The crowd “ooh’s” at the impact that Dan makes, and the barricade slides a little bit into the crowd. Freeman inches forward, before getting to his feet, and running forward as Dan gets up, bicycle kicking Dan so that Dan goes backwards right into the crowd, and as soon as Freeman gets up, he gets right in there with them. The two make their way around the crowd, the stiff intensity of their brawl never ceasing. One moment Freeman seems to have the advantage, the next moment Dan has it. At one point, Freeman manages to get in control, hitting stiff punches and bringing Dan higher up the steps. They end up above one of the exit doors, and Freeman punches Dan until he leans against the railing, the floor below not a very high drop, but a sizeable one nonetheless. Freeman begins to nail Dan with some hard shots, but Dan now comes back with a hard knee to the midsection. Dan grabs Freeman by the back of the neck, and turns, shoving Freeman forward and flipping him over the railing! Freeman goes right over, and lands hard on his side on the floor below! Edison: OOH! That had to be painful! McNally: Freeman just took a pretty decent fall there, and that should give Dan the advantage… Dan leans against the railing to regain some strength, before walking down the steps towards where Freeman lies. Freeman stirs, seeming to be in pain, and he isn’t going anywhere fast, so Dan has time to spare. Dan waits until he feels his energy regained, and feels ready to continue, and as soon as he does, he pounces forward, on Freeman who has just begun to try to work towards getting up. Dan lands right on top of him, and begins hitting vicious closed fists to Freeman’s face, and Freeman is unable to prevent the shots from landing! The fans cheer the stiff shots, that will most likely cause some bruises. Dan grabs Freeman, and begins to drag him towards the barricade, before throwing him back towards the ring area. Freeman rolls over, and crawls towards the steps, and before he can do anything, Dan comes down to his level, and shoves the back of his head HARD against the steps and holds him there, before yelling into his face, microphone in hand.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 8, 2009 17:08:22 GMT -5
Dan: Now listen, you little bellend…I’ll give you one chance to give up now, before I really get started!
And then Freeman swings his arm, knocking the microphone from Dan’s hand…only for Dan to knee Freeman’s head right into the steps, before picking up Freeman, and rolling him into the ring. Freeman grabs the rope attempting to stand, but Dan kicks him in the midsection, and Freeman rolls to the corner. Dan comes forward, looking to follow up, but Freeman spins, swinging the lead pipe he picked up from the corner at Dan's feet. It connects, and Dan falls forward to the ground, right onto his stomach. Dazed he starts to get up, only for Freeman to give him a hard headbutt. It hurts Freeman, but it hurts Dan more, and Dan rolls over, as now Freeman begins to stand up.
Freeman starts stomping Dan furiously, and the International Champion has nowhere to go. Freeman takes the steel pipe and lifts it over his head, ready to whack Dan hard in the temple. But as he swings down, Dan manages to roll out of the ring, avoiding the pipe at the last moment. Freeman instead smacks the floor with some discomfort, and quickly drops it. He looks out of the ring to Dan, and Dan takes a couple of moments to catch his breathe, although the crowd eggs him on. He turns around, looking at Freeman who taunts him. So with a swift move, he grabs Freeman by the legs and pulls him out of the ring to cheers. Dan then delivers some hard punches to Freeman's face, eager to get revenge from the lead pipe shot earlier. After a number of blows to the head, he grabs Freeman and throws him into the barricade close to the ramps.
McNally: Looks like this thing's truly going to get hardcore now!
Dan then starts stomping Freeman into the barricade, with the fans at that end all eager to touch the International Champion, just so they could go home and tell all their mates that they could and everything. He shouts out to the crowd and gets a positive reaction, as he lifts Freeman up and takes him towards the backstage, but not via the ramp. Along the way, he attempts to whack Freeman's head off the ramp, but Freeman resists, and elbows Dan in the stomach, doubling him over. He grabs a steel chair close by to some electrical wiring, swinging it sideways and whacking Dan in the shoulder. Dan flies sideways, but manages to remain on his feet, albeit rather hurt. Freeman goes to finish the job by lifting the chair over his head, but again Dan avoids the overhead swing, stepping forward and clashing Freeman with a Double Axe Handle. Freeman flies backwards, and Dan throws him through the curtains, with the referee following.
Edison: They're going to the backstage now! Something's definitely gonna go down now! McNally: This match is not about trademark moves. It's just about who can battle it out the hardest
The camera is switched to the other side of the curtain, and we're revealed to the parking lot. Dan and Freeman are slugging it out, but the Welsh Dragon has the significant upper hand on his foe. He beats Freeman down to one knee, and uses a nearby car to swing the door open and smash into his face. Freeman falls to the ground, with blood splurting out of his mouth, and Dan grabs the microphone, forcing it into Freeman's bloodied lips:
Freeman: No......I don't quit.........
Dan scowls as he tosses the microphone to the floor, fairly irate. He certainly didn't expect Freeman to be making up this much of a fight. Dan rolls his eyes, lifts up the former International Champion, and tosses him against a car bonnet, which looks to be Danny Mainer's car. Dan then grabs another lead pipe, which raises suspicion as to who exactly maintains ACW's halls for there to be so many objects scattered about. Anyways, Dan thrusts it horizontally, towards Freeman's throat, but Freeman manages to roll out the way, and Dan unintentionally thrusts the pipe into the lights, smashing them to bits. Dan scowls again, but turns around to receive a punch to the face. It takes Dan by surprise and he's queer groggy, but Freeman is still suffering from the recent attacks, and cannot capitalise. So it's Dan who manages to be the first one to react, and he thrusts the pipe forward again, into Freeman's stomach. But again Freeman manages to reverse it, and grabs Dan's arm, flinging him into a forklift truck.
McNally: Nasty shot there by Freeman! Edison: True, but great reversal work there by the man!
Freeman grabs the lead pipe and starts choking Dan with it against the Forklift's cargo, which is a massive crate of heavy objects. Dan splutters out, but he's not ready to lose this fight and kicks hard against Freeman's stomach, who stumbles back a couple of steps. Dan takes a couple of steps backwards to regain his composure and give him enough space in case Freeman quickly retaliates. Freeman does so, swinging the lead pipe, but Dan ducks it and grabs a baseball bat nearby (seriously, are there not janitors?) and cracks Freeman across the kidneys. Freeman winces with pain as he falls to the ground, and Dan smirks. He drags Freeman to the centre of the parking lot, and curiously places his right hand into his pocket. Pulling out his keys, he smirks, pressing the button to unlock a Toyota truck, widening the eyes of the crowd and commentators alike.
Dan: You're gonna know what it's like to be Under Pressure....
He climbs into the truck, and ignites it, revving it up. He pulls it into gear, and drives towards Freeman's body. There's a cheer from the crowd but it's also extremely cautious, as Dan slowly drives the truck over towards Freeman, and then incredibly, onto Freeman's body!!
Freeman: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!!!!!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Dan: Do you quit?!
Dan knows that with the balance, he only has a few seconds to get Freeman to quit. Freeman screams and cries out, but ultimately, he still has the guts to carry on in this match.
Freeman: .........No! I don't quit!
Dan shouts out several expletives, as the truck's momentum eventually leads it to land on the other side of Freeman, who lets out a huge sigh of relief. Dan shakes his head in disbelief as he climbs out the truck, and pulling Freeman out, exposing the heavily bruised and battered back that he's now suffered. Dan looks around and has another plan, and tries to throw Freeman into the forklift truck again, succeeding, and Freeman slumps to the floor. Dan smirks, takes a deep breath, and runs towards Freeman, looking to hit the 75MPH Kick.
McNally: He we go!
But Freeman grabs Dan's foot, and without a moment's hesitation, low blows Dan with his other hand, to the jeers of the crowd. As Dan's eyes widen and he writhes about in pain, Freeman staggers to his feet and connects with the Shining Axe Kick, taking both men out.
Edison: Jesus Christ, what a hit!
Dan is laying flat out on the floor, but crucially, Freeman is slowly getting to his feet. And he has something shiny in his hands. He manages to pull himself into the forklift truck, and uses the keys to turn the vehicle on. There's a sudden realisation what he's about to do, and manages to control the truck so the lift is directly over Dan's body. There are many gasps heard from the crowd, as he lowers the lift, so it's almost touching Dan's body.
Freeman: Come on Dan, you know it's gonna be over anyways. Quit....quit now and you won't suffer.
Dan: ...............fuck you.......
Freeman just shrugs his shoulders, then remembers how much his everything still hurts. But he drops the lift of heavy things onto Dan's back, and the Welsh Dragon yells out.
Dan: AHHHHHHHHH FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKSHIT FUUUUCKKKK
There's a clear cause of anxiety as Freeman just sits and waits, hoping that Dan doesn't have one final trick up his sleeve, like a trapdoor or something. Dan continues to scream out. I mean after all you would if there was a ton worth of stuff on your back. But ultimately, it's too much for the Welsh Dragon.
Dan: Fuck this! I Quit, you cunt!
McNally: He's done it! Freeman's won the feud!
There's a ring of a bell and Freeman sighs with relief, but is still in a great deal of pain. He lifts the weights off Dan's back, and could not look happier as he almost passes out. Dan meanwhile rolls out from underneath the weights, looking like he's in an extreme amount of pain. Not only has he lost the match, but he's lost a lot of pride in losing this feud as well. But ultimately, he has the International Title, and that alone proves to match the efforts that Freeman has put over the match. A number of medical crews come to the scene to aid both men, who look in a serious amount of trouble, as the camera fades out to a commercial.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 8, 2009 17:12:12 GMT -5
Segment: Celebrate Good Times. (Credit: Jay Zero and The Senator) Returning from our very last commercial break of the evening, we are now back LIVE in the ACW Arena. Spotlights shine down brightly, sweeping in and out of the large crowd still in attendance, still pumped up from that intense "I Quit" match between Jason Freeman and Dan White. But these people aren't going anywhere yet! The main event may have concluded, but there's more in store for these people! All night long they've waited and watched, but this is the moment - it's time for our World Champion to celebrate!
"Gingers Theme" hits the sound system and the majority of the crowd stands to their feet with applause for the Chairman who looks to make his last ACW appearance before leaving for his much-deserved two month vacation! Once again, he makes his way out onto the stage to a nice reaction, and following close by is the new Junior Executive, Craig Lewis. Maxwell McNally: Welcome back to ACW's Thursday Night Meltdown! We've taken our last commercial break of the evening folks, so don't go anywhere - it's time for our new World Champion to make his first 2009 appearance! While Ginger holds a microphone in hand, Craig holds something different. It looks like a black velvet sack. The two proceed down the entrance ramp and both ascend up the steel steps. 'Fast' Eddie Edison[/b]: Y'know Maxy! I still can't believe that Ginger's going to be leaving us here! Maxwell McNally[/b]: That's right, for those of you just tuning in - earlier on this evening, the Chairman told us of how for the next two months he will be taking a personal vacation, and that man you now see in the ring named Craig Lewis will be taking his place as the Junior Executive! 'Fast' Eddie Edison[/b]: Pft.. I should of gotten the job... Ginger waves to the crowd with a nice smile on his face as Craig steps back, looking down at his feet, wiping his forehead quickly. It seems as if Craig is a bit nervous about taking over the business, but he'll have to conquer that fear very quickly. The music begins to fade out now, and Ginger looks to start off this celebration.Chairman Gingerdude: Now let's not waste any more time, shall we? Yes, earlier on I promised you that here tonight you'd all see your new Heavyweight Champion, and - well, I'm a man of my word! The crowd cheers, awaiting the arrival of Jay Zero.Chairman Gingerdude: Now let's be honest here - 22 months ago when Jay Zero walked into my office with that mop of hair on his head.. "World Champion" didn't quite shout out at me! Ginger turns his head, and Craig Lewis quickly flashes a smile to the Chairman. Suck up, much?Chairman Gingerdude: But... I guess I was wrong! Over the years now, Jay Zero has shown his worth, and he's shown his determination in quickly becoming one of ACW's greatest! And as of December 20th, 2008 his name will forever be marked down into the history books! Not only as the 24th World Heavyweight Champion in ACW's four year existence, but also as ACW's third ever Grand Slam Champion in history! Ginger pauses, allowing some time for applause from this rowdy audience.Chairman Gingerdude: So... without any further adu! Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you! The NEW ACW World Heavyweight Champion! JAAAAAY ZERO! Ginger thrusts his arm out, pointing towards the Alphatron where the attention of every single person in attendance is headed. Eyes shoot towards the large screen and people desperately reach for their cameras as they leap to their feet to try and catch a good look at the Champion as the lights dim down. "Unbroken [Hotel Baby]" by Monster Magnet hits the sound system and is met with a loud uproar of cheers from the fans. As Jay Zero's entrance video lights up the Alphatron, blue and white spotlights begin to light up the arena, shining all over the place. Lights flash with a constant beat and the music creates an intense atmosphere. As the sixteenth notes on the snare drum lead us into the main flow of the song, a huge blast of pyro explodes up from the stage, taking a few people back. As the smoke fills the stage, we begin to see the outline now! Jay Zero emerges from the smokey mess and suddenly stops, staring out into the crowd with a large smile on his face! An enormous amount of cheers helps welcome the Champion as he stands tall on the entrance ramp wearing some casual wear of blue jeans and a black t-shirt. He nods his head in approval as the light bulbs begin to flash bright lights all around him, securing this moment in history in the form of a 4X6 photo. He reaches around his waist, unhooking the World Heavyweight Title belt and breaks into a quick step, throwing up his arm with a loud war cry, displaying his title high into the air, cuing a large set of several explosions of pyro. The fireworks show begins as Zero continues to pose on the top of the ramp, grinning wide.
In one final huge finale, the crowds display of applause can finally be heard again, along with his entrance music. Zero now throws the title over his shoulder and begins on down the rampway as multi-colored balloons begin to drop from the ceiling. While many fans try reaching over for a high five or whatever, Zero just oddly continues on towards the ring. Hm. He quickly steps up the stairs and makes his way down the ring apron, entering the ring. He shoots his eyes up and down, checking out this "Craig Lewis" character, which happens to be his new temporary boss. But Zero doesn't stop and stare - he moves on, nodding his head as he passes Ginger, walking right on to the turnbuckles. He pulls himself up right onto the second rope, looking out into the crowd, slowly moving his eyes to check out all of the screaming fans. He reaches towards his shoulder, grabbing the title by the strap, and once again lifts it up into the air to pose as the balloons begin to fall right into the ring now. A good thirty seconds pass, and finally Zero drops his title back over his shoulder before stepping down and grabbing a microphone from Philip Jones who has just walked over towards the ring. As Zero paces around Chairman Gingerdude and the new Junior Executive, the music begins to fade out and the house lights return to normal. Zero briefly puts down his microphone and grabs his title once more, lifting it up for just one more loud uproar of cheers. Zero smiles as he now hooks the title belt and puts his arm through the loop, securing it on his shoulder. He grabs his microphone again and turns towards Ginger, who has something to say.Chairman Gingerdude: Jay - now I have some work to do before I get ready to make my plane, but first, I'd just like to present you with a little gift. Y'see, when BK London retired, it didn't just mean there's a new Champion. Jay, when you beat BK London, you ended an era, and started another. So along with the new year upon us - I felt like change was in store for ANOTHER aspect of ACW. Come on Craig, let's show him! Jay Zero, I present to you, the new World Heavyweight Championship Title!
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 8, 2009 17:12:42 GMT -5
Zero's eyes open up a bit as he looks to say "...Really?" Ginger smiles as he turns towards his former apprentice who gratefully loosens the top to the velvet sack he's been holding. Slowly, he pulls out a fresh, crisp golden title that sparkles when the light hits it. With a smile, he holds it out for Jay Zero to look at in awe, before accepting it with open arms.Chairman Gingerdude: Congratulations Jay, you've earned it! Now if you'll excuse me, I should now be taking my departure to leave things now in charge of our new Junior Executive! I'll see you all in about two months, and Jay - once again, great job! Ginger smiles and the crowd begins a small "Good-bye Ginger" chant that quickly grows louder. Zero now takes the mic to wish him a safe trip.Zero: Ginger - before you go, I .. I just gotta say, thank you! This is too much! Really! Chairman Gingerdude: No! You deserve it! Treat it well! And Craig - you treat this company well! Junior Executive Craig Lewis: Oh yes sir, don't worry one bit! Ginger nods his head, knowing that he's made the right choices as he steps out onto the ring apron. He walks down the steel steps and begins to make his way up the ramp for the final time for about two months. He waves goodbye to the many fans of ACW, and now - Craig Lewis takes the spotlight.Junior Executive Craig Lewis: Hello Mr. Zero. The name's Craig Lewis! Zero: Yeah.. didn't you use to be Ginger's apprentice? Junior Executive Craig Lewis: I sure did! Zero: -- and didn't you get fired from Fallout? Craig nervously scratches the back of his head, thinking of a way to quickly change the subject.Junior Executive Craig Lewis: Well - I too must be going. This is your celebration, and here I am interrupting! Congratulations on the win, I look forward to working with you! Zero: Yeah, thanks. Craig smiles and turns his back to the Champion, walking towards the ropes. He exits the ring onto the apron before heading down the steel steps to make his way up the entrance ramp. Back in the ring, Zero takes another look at the Junior Executive - maybe not too sure with him and his intentions. Anyways, he shakes his head and turns away, looking down at his newest Championship title. With the old belt still secured over his arm, he wraps his newer title belt over his opposite shoulder, now pulling his microphone up to begin the ceremony, just as Craig Lewis is walking past the curtain to the backstage area.Zero: Well - now that we got that meet and greet out of the way... I think it's time to celebrate! Zero smiles and the crowd cheers loudly. Zero: Now I really don't even know where to start. I mean... It finally happened! After months and months of earning my shot - and after years of busting my ass: I'm the Heavyweight Champion! And the feeling is just phenomenal! All that I've endured and everything that I've been working for has paid off, and now I stand before you as the Chairman said, a Grand Slam Champion! I've accomplished only what two other men in this company have done, and that is to win every single Championship Title that's been offered to me here in ACW! And for that, I really must take time here and simply just say: Thank you! Zero rotates his body around, looking through the crowd in a large panoramic view.Zero: And first off, I'd like to thank Chairman Gingerdude. Without you, I most likely would not have been signed a contract to Alpha Championship Wrestling. So for giving me my opportunity of a lifetime, "Thank You!" Slowly, he begins to pace around the ring.Zero: Next: BK London. BK, I sure do hope you're watching right now, or atleast listen to this some time. But BK - you pushed me. You really, really did! Since the moment I stepped into this company, I knew that you were the guy that had it all. I knew that you were - well, to simply put it. You were "The Man!" And as I debuted in this company, I knew I'd make my name known by getting involved into your own business! So I did! But BK, over the months here in ACW, I realized something. I truly underestimated you. You had even more than I could ever imagine! So over the months, you and your control really pushed me! You poked, and poked at me BK, - and ya even threatened my own job security here with the threat of Omega Championship Wrestling. But in the end BK, all that pushing was for a reason. You've made me dig deeper than I've ever had to before and you've made me want something more than I've ever dreamed of in my entire life. BK London - You brought me to my limits, and you've showed me what it takes to be a true threat. Thank you. The crowd claps their heads and lets of a nice cheer for the now retired BK London as Jay pauses, catching his breath. Zero: And now I would like to thank the man that had a lot of influence on me the past few months here in ACW. Everybody - please welcome to the ring! THE SENATOR! STEVE PHILIPS! HAIL TO THE CHIEF!He extends his arm out to point towards the Alphatron just as "Hail to the Chief" begins to play loudly! The crowd pops as The Senator struts his way out onto the entrance ramp wearing a nice, classy suit tailored just to his fit. With a microphone already in hand, The Senator waves to the crowd as he makes his way down the ramp. He takes a look at Zero and nods his head, truly proud of the man that won the tag team titles with him just a few months back. Senator quickly jogs up the steel steps and enters the ring. With the music fading, Senator approaches Jay, extending his arm out, shaking the hand of the new champion.
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