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Post by Jake Steele on Jan 12, 2009 18:13:37 GMT -5
Title: Face To Face, so to speak. Credit: Evans
And after that, we are taken backstage to the parking lot area. Evans and Lynch have returned and are seemingly just arriving. They walk down together, about halfway to the door. Lynch speaks.
A.C. EVANS: Jeremiah, you realize what must be done...correct?[/color]
JEREMIAH LYNCH: Yes, sir, I understand. Tonight, the glory is restored.[/color]
A.C. EVANS: I'm tired of being made to look like some type of fool. It's time to extract our revenge.[/color]
JEREMIAH LYNCH: The time is now...[/color]
DAMN RIGHT THE TIME IS NOW[/color]
Huh?
Evans and Lynch turn around only to see JONNY HUGHES[/size] standing in front of them with a steel pipe in hand. Evans and Lynch both look shocked but they have no time to say anything as Hughes swings the pipe and nails Lynch over the head! Lynch falls to the ground as Evans screams and runs at Hughes, taking him down. Evans begins to punch away at him while screaming.
A.C. EVANS: YOU SON OF A BITCH! HOW DARE YOU![/color]
Hughes pushes Evans off and scampers to his feet. The two soon begin to exchange punches until Hughes gets the best of Evans. Hughes grabs Evans and slams his head into a pillar. Evans grunts and elbows Hughes in the gut, leaving him bent over. Evans grabs the pipe and begins to choke Hughes with it. Hughes struggles as Evans yells at him, while choking him.
A.C. EVANS: You wanna attack us?! Huh!? DIE YOU PIECE OF SHIT!![/color]
Lynch stands up and staggers over to the two. He grabs Hughes and holds his face close to his. He spits in his face, which only enrages Hughes. Hughes struggles and kicks Lynch right in the groin! Lynch falls once again, holding his groin and somehow manages to elbow Evans in the gut. Hughes grabs Evans and delivers a huge elbow right to the back. He slowly pulls him towards a black truck in the parking lot. Hughes grabs Evans by the face and begins to talk trash to him.
Jonny Hughes: Consider this the beginning, Evans.
Hughes grins a disgusting grin, only before lifting Evans up and dropping him on the car with a disgusting Burden of Excellence! Evans yells out in pain and the look on his face is filled with anguish. Evans arches his back and holds his neck as Hughes looks on with a grin on his face. Lynch attempts to run and tackle him, but Hughes grabs him by the head and throws him into the back end of a van, leaving Lynch crashing to the ground. Hughes walks up to Evans who is squirming in pain and begins to speak.
Jonny Hughes: You want to talk about extracting revenge? Hah. You didn't do much of a good job, now did you boys? I'll tell you what though. Next week, it's going to be The Shooter taking you on! That's right, you little fool. But this is going to be a special match. It'll be a No-DQ match. Show up, if you've got the balls, punk!
Hughes grins as he spits on Evans and walks out of the scene. The cameras fade to black with the scene of Evans squirming around on the car hood being the last thing seen.
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Post by Jake Steele on Jan 12, 2009 18:14:41 GMT -5
Segment: Enemies No More (Credit: Dan White, Jake Steele)
Thursday's defeat to Freeman was a bit of a shock to Dan, but there's no doubt that he didn't see it coming. Freeman may have come out of it having had a Toyota truck driven over his back, but Dan's frustration lead him to an inescapable corner, to which there was no other option but to quit. Despite this, it's still a rather embarrassing way to go down, and something Dan would just like to swiftly move on from and focus on something else.
The only problem is, this is likely not to happen tonight, because as he walks down the corridor having come back from finding out he'll be in a tag match tonight, he walks straight into the path of Jake Steele who has a smirk on his face. Dan tries to ignore him, but subtly places the International Title on the shoulder closest to Steele. Regardless, it doesn't affect the former champion, who wastes no time in rubbing it in Dan's face.
Steele - So I heard you said I quit... to Freeman.[/color]
Dan: So I hear your mum ran out of men to fuck.
Steele - More momma jokes? I thought we had moved pass dat stage man - Oh yeah, and you just lost two fitty.[/color]
Steele smirks at Dan, but the Welsh Dragon tries not to let it phase him.
Dan: Listen, mate. You and I both know fine well that you're still bitter because I defeated all five of you at Winter Discontent. I know you're bitter that you weren't even pinned to lose the belt, but it happened anyway. I know you're still bitter that despite everything that's happened during the turn of the year, all the awards you may have reaped in and whatever, I still have this thing.
Dan taps the International Belt.
Dan: And the best part is, I know it's killing you so badly that I'm holding this belt.
He smirks back at Steele as a pop is heard in the background, but Steele responds.
Steele - Dan, you nothin' but a clown man. Da crowd sees dat, Ginga' sees dat. Hell, why you think dude hates you so much? And deep down inside you know dat shit. So when I kick RDK's ass tonight, come next Thursday, I'mma take back... what's mine.[/color]
Dan moves in closer to Steele, his fists clenching.
Dan: Oh yeah?
Steele closes up to Dan
Steele - Yeah.[/color]
The two close up together, with their eyes barely inches apart. The stand-off is certainly tense, and there's noise from the crowd egging them on to battle. Dan clenches his teeth but then something oddly sparks on the pair of them, and strangely enough, they both back down from the fight in question.
Dan: You know what? I don't need this. You and I both know that at Winter Discontent, that's all we needed to prove who's the best.
Steele smirks, shaking his head.
Steele - You know dat I could beat you anyday of da week. But for right now? I'mma let you get ya moment in da spotlight homie. Just don't get all cozy with dat title... cause it just might leave you one day.[/color]
Steele walks beyond Dan, snarling as he goes by, as Dan presses his shoulder forward, beaming the International Title in his direction, as the camera fades.
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Post by Jake Steele on Jan 12, 2009 18:15:19 GMT -5
Match 3: Henry McKaye vs. Will Slaughter (Credit: Freeman)
Henry McKaye comes forward, and William Slaughter doesn’t back down, firing away with quick chops. Will tries some shoot kicks and knife-edge chops, which drive the God of War backwards, but ultimately, Henry drives forward with an STO taking Slaughter right off his feet, onto the ground. McKaye dominates the opening minutes with stiff stomps and kicks, hitting a quick snap suplex for a two.
Slaughter begins to fight back, as McKaye goes for a scoop slam. Slaughter slips off his shoulders, and goes for a schoolboy rollup for a two. McKaye kicks out, but Slaughter hits a monkey flip, and as McKaye gets up, Slaughter hits him with a dropkick. McKaye goes for a kick but Slaughter hits a dragon screw. Slaughter hits a few nice moves on McKaye for a few minutes, before hitting a german suplex. He goes for the pin, but McKaye kicks out. Slaughter goes to the turnbuckle, and goes for a crossbody but McKaye moves, and as Slaughter gets up quickly, he turns right into a hard enzuigiri.
McKaye takes back control, hitting an Iconoclypse Now that Slaughter kicks out of. At the end, McKaye goes for the inverted suplex that will lead into his Joy Division submission, but Slaughter flips out of it, trying to get McKaye up for the Exorcism. McKaye escapes the hold, and as Slaughter turns, McKaye throws a high kick hitting Slaughter back against the ropes…Slaughter tries to rebound with a clothesline, but McKaye ducks and hits an enzuigiri! Slaughter turns a 180 groggily…and McKaye comes from behind, grabbing him, and hitting The Last Gift…1…2…3!
Phillip: Here is your winner, Henry McKaye!
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Post by Jake Steele on Jan 12, 2009 18:15:59 GMT -5
Segment: Dave Tyler’s Verbal Debate Segment...yes, its not an original name but it does exactly what it says..... Credit: Dave Tyler As the camera cuts backstage, Dave Tyler is seen standing behind a podium, dressed in his best suit, though looking slightly uncomfortable in it. He has obviously gone to a lot of effort to look good for the upcoming segment. He runs his hands through his hair, nervously fidgeting, shuffling through some papers, as he begins to talk.Dave: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to my portion of the verbal debate which shall take place here tonight on ACW Warfare. Due to some...tensions...which exist between myself and Chris, we’ve felt it would be more benificial if we participate in these seperatly. I respect him, but over the last few weeks, whenever we are in the same place, at the same time, something seems to go wrong. This is going to be the first of the Entertainment challanges which we are participating in. All week, we’ve had the ACW fans logging on to ACW.com with their questions for myself and Chris, with regards the Entertainment Championship as well as many other topics. Because being an entertainer in wrestling is about so much more than being able to wrestle. You need charisma and the ability to make people like you outside the ring as well. This verbal debate, of sorts, will allow us to show you what we are like as people as well as wrestlers. So without further ado, lets take a look at the questions which were posed to us.Question One: Thunderkiss approaches you and asks you to go out back with him, shoot yourself full of the "good stuff" and then go beat up on some hookers. What would your response be?Dave: Well, this is certainly an...interesting question. I guess that Thunderkiss’s exploits are becoming something of a legend with the fans at home, but I can not say that I condone these sorts of actions. Unless of course, “good stuff” is refering to some nice sugary treats, and by “beat up some hookers”, they mean “help out some charities”. Seriously, why would you beat up a hooker? Their only crime is that they want to make sure everyone feels loved. Feels happy. Prostitution is much like wrestling, if one takes a step back and looks at it. Both are about putting smiles on people’s faces for a relativly fair price, both can show you a good time and make you forget about your problems. It all involves dressing up in dodgy clothes, or having a lack thereof, and entertaining the paying customer. If Thunderkiss gets off on beating up hookers, then I think he needs to take a look at himself. Because perhaps he simply is crying out for help? Perhaps he sees himself in those very hookers, and it scares him. So everyone, please. Do myself and Thunderkiss a favour. Hug Thunderkiss, and let the big guy know that someone cares. I care Thunderkiss. I care.Question Two: Despite competing for the ET title, do you two see yourselves becoming tag team champs? Because if you do... Wait til Train and I are done with them, which won't be in like ten bazillion years so ha.Dave: Two weeks before we faced each other, the answer to this question could and would have been very different. When myself and Chris started this friendly little rivalry, the thoughts of asking him to take a look at our relationship did cross my mind. After all, we did pick up a win over BK London and Jay Zero...( A voice off camera:....by DQ) Dave: ....so we obviously worked ok together. However, now....I don’t know if I could trust someone like Chris. Not that he’s untrustworthy, of course. But I know what gold can do to people. I’ve seen how paranoia comes with being in the hunt for a title. The Entertainment championship is what is on both of our minds at this moment in time. Singles gold. Not tag. I know I need to focus on one title at a time, and so does Chris. If we don’t focus, we could hurt our chances of becoming big names in this industry. So, I guess for now, the New Road Steelers can rest easy, knowing that the Candyman is not after their gold....yet.Question Three: What will the winner of this series do when the greatest Entertainment Champion of all time takes his title back?Dave: Who sent in this question?( A voice off camera: It was sent in anonymously.) Dave: Oh. Well, for now I guess I should, as I said, focus in on Chris Williams. I’ve not won the title, and realistically, I may not win the title. Worrying about future opponents can lead me to underestimating current rivals, and Chris deserves more than that. But, if I win, then I’ll defend my title anytime, anywhere....against anyone. Question Four: Does Chris Williams know he has very physical similarities to recently released Christian?Dave: Well, I guess this was more for Chris, but personally, I don’t see a resemblance. Next people will be saying I look like that Brian Kendrick chappy.Question Five: "If you were elected into the gold house for 2009 by us the fans in this debate what would you do to improve hardcore education? Would you dabble in bringing in more brutal matches and extensive lessons in pain or would you tone it down and dumb it up for the rest of us?"Dave: ACW fan, let me tell you here and now that I do not discriminate against any form of matches. When I step in to that ring, be it for a plain old singles bout or the mist extreme of extremities, I give my all to entertain you at home. Thats what ACW is and should be about; entertainment. I see no reason to have to dumb it down for anyone. The fans deserve some respect, and I’d never underestimate their intelligence. The fans deserve the best that ACW has to give them, and the best that I have to give them. Question Six: If you had one wish, what would it be? And don't say sex with Megan Fox, that's everyone's default.Dave: I wish for world peace, an end to world hunger....Nah, who am I kidding. I’d wish for a shot at that title that Jay Zero wears around his waist. Lets be honest. I’m a wrestler who is gunning for the top in here, and that title is the top. It represents success, and I want to be successful. It represents victory, and I want to be victorious. It represents everything that is good and right in this business, and it represents where I want to be here in ACW. If I can only have one wish, its that nothing happens between now and me getting my shot at top gold, whenever that may be. And that when I get that shot, I capture the title that I know each and every wrestler in this industry today wishes they had. Oh, and I also think there are many more girls hotter than Fox out there. Yeah, lets see the net explode with that grenade...Question Seven: Pepsi or Coke?Dave: Coca Cola, without hesitation. I hate pepsi. Always have. Its a cheap knock off, and I’ll often choose where to eat depending on which they serve. And let it be known that if Coke ever want someone to advertise the product, my phone is always on.
Well, I guess that’s all the questions which were poised to us on the ACW boards. Before we go though, I’d like to say one last thing. I’m not saying that Chris does not put his body on the line every time he goes out to the ring, or that he doesn’t care about entertaining the fans. Cause he does. All I’m going to say is that this fight will ultimatly come down to who wants the Entertainment championship more. And believe me, I want this title. I really do. Cause I know that if I can win this championship, then my name goes down in history. I’m sure that Chris will no doubt tell you that he deserves the title, and I’m sure in his mind, he believes he does. But this title won’t be won on the microphone. It will be won in the ring. And I will be giving it my absolute all. For myself. For the fans. And for the title.
Dave Tyler as Entertianment Champion. You know that that will be sweet! Thank you ladies and gentlemen.Dave gathers his papers, and walks off screen, as we.... [FADE]
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Post by Jake Steele on Jan 12, 2009 18:17:06 GMT -5
Segment: Threats That Should Not Be Made
(Credit: Scott Andrews/Henry McKaye)
After arriving at the arena, Scott gave his father the whole tour in hopes that he won’t get lost if ever by himself. He also taught him who to be wary of backstage; especially if Thunderkiss tries selling him sex toys or Girl on Girl porn.
But for now, Scott is taking him to the arena cafeteria in hopes of another coffee before he goes out to destroy Mainer.
Dad: I take it this is the local coffee shop?
Scott: Well, the sign says “Coffee” doesn’t it?
Dad: It does indeed. I’ll have a Flat White, two sugars.
Scott approaches the barrister.
Girl: Hi, what can I get you today?
Scott:[/color] Hey, I’ll just grab two Flat White’s please. And two sugars.
Girl: Sure that’ll be - - -
Scott’s mind wanders as he looks away for a moment. He’s sure he saw someone familiar walking through the crowd towards them.
Girl: - - - excuse me sir?
Scott: Ah, sorry, here’s a ten.
The girl hands him his change and he goes back to his father to wait at the table. Before he can get there, Henry McKaye and his lady friend, Casper, arrive on the scene. McKaye sees Scott about to sit down with his father.
Henry McKaye: So this is your son?
Dad: Yes, he is.
Henry McKaye: Your father looks like you, Scott. Does he carry the same faults as you? Anger problems, indecisiveness, doesn’t know when to butt out of others business?
Scott: Hey, asshole, if you’ve got a problem with me, which by the sounds of it you do, then come to me about it, don’t hassle my father. I’d be more than willing to kick your ass if you want to take this to the ring.
The girl yells out from behind the counter.
Girl: TWO FLAT WHITES!
Scott keeps his eyes on the pair of McKaye and Casper as he grabs his coffee’s.
Scott:[/color] Thanks.
Scott walks over and gives his dad his coffee.
Scott: C’mon, Dad, let’s go.
Henry McKaye: Running away from your problems like always, huh, Scott? Having your father around will only expose you to further weakness; compassion, mercy, regret. A God of War such as myself needs no-one else to confide in or receive help from; trust me, Scott you will only get weaker and weaker and then I will strike with all the malice and hate I hold inside; you will not be able to stop me this time.
Scott: I don’t have time for this, Henry. But if you want a match so bad, go book it with that new guy in management. I’m outta here.
Scott grabs his dad and leads him away from the dastardly duo.
Henry, although obviously bitter, smirks as he watches the father and son Andrews make their way into the crowd.
Is Henry just out for simple revenge? Or is the God of War planting the seeds for a full assault?
Fade Out.
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Post by Jake Steele on Jan 12, 2009 18:17:25 GMT -5
Segment: It's Not Over Yet (Credit: Thunder Train)
The scene opens inside of a law firm. We see Thunder Lawyer crunching numbers at a desk. Thunder Train leans behind him on a desk, doing that coin up and down the fingers trick. Thunder Lawyer breaks a bit of a sweat and then leans back in his chair. He lets out a sigh and turns to Train.
Thunder Train: So, what's the word? Am I in the clear now?
Thunder Lawyer: Yes, you did all the community service you were required to do. VH1 can't have you arrested now for almost killing one of their chief executives.
Thunder Train: Good. I don't think my ass can handle prison....again....
Thunder Lawyer: Riiiiiiiiiiiiight..........
Thunder Train: Does this mean that me and Steele can take the show wherever we want to now? I don't want the show to be exclusive to VH1 anymore.
Thunder Lawyer: I don't know you will have to set something up with them to discuss that. That's out of my power right now...
Suddenly the phone on the desk rings. Thunder Lawyer spins back around and picks it up. A lot of "Yes"s and "Uh-huh"s are heard. He hangs the phone up onto the clattered desk and turns back to Train once more, who eyes some donuts to his left.
Thunder Lawyer: Good news Train...Train?
It's too late. Train inched himself closer and closer and now the donuts are gone. OM NOM'd all the way to the depths of Train's stomach.
Thunder Train *With mouth full*: Who called?
Thunder Lawyer: The VH1 guys. They want to see you in person on Thursday.
Thunder Train: Good, now I can tell them off once and for all!
Thunder Lawyer: They want to see both you AND Steele...
Thunder Train: Uh oh. Steele's temper might get the best of him there. I don't know if I should let him come with me.
Thunder Lawyer: The only way you are going to be able to convince them to give you your show back is for him to show up also.
Thunder Train: I'll think of something.
Train stands up and leaves the room, contemplating a way to control Steele and get their show back. Thunder Lawyer goes back to his desk and continues doing work for other clients.
Fade out.
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Post by Jake Steele on Jan 12, 2009 18:17:49 GMT -5
Segment: Yet Again! (Credit: Senator)
As the show returns from the break, Senator Steve Phillips and the Capitalists are seen in the Senator's office. The Stable leader's head sports a large, healing bruise, and the camera zooms in to catch the conversation.
The Senator: We will just pick up the pieces, as we always do. That, however, requires that you guys stick around here for a little while. Winning those PEWA tag titles was great, but I need backup in ACW, as well.
Kevin Fitsharris: But, that means jet lag and all that!
Senator: I travel between here, Washington, and Illinois on a near regular basis. While it has taken its toll over the years, I have handled it as well as one could expect. You guys can make do.
Anthony Kalb: Yeah, Fitsy's just a whiner, I don't mind.
Fitsharris: You're the one who was crying over the price of plane tickets the other day!
Kalb: Gotta watch my wallet, guess you're so rich, you don't have to...
Fitsharris: Look here, smartass! I can't...
Senator: Enough! Enough! I have enough to deal with besides breaking up your petty squabbles!
Kalb: Sorry, bossman, I'm sure you're still really ticked.
Senator: You might think so. But at the same time, I saw that coming from a mile away.
Fitsharris: They why didn't you do anything? Why'd you pick Zero in the first place?
Senator: Simple, really. I wanted the best talent avaliable for the Stable, and while that last incarnation was about as organized as the Illinois GOP, I knew that Jay Zero had what it took to win the ACW World Heavyweight Title, and defeat OCW's best. Remember, OCW was a grave threat at that point in time, and I had already tasted bitter defeat in opposing the group. Zero was our ace in the hole. I knew his ambitions reached beyond the Stable, and my own interests. I also did not care. ACW needed a champion, and ACW now has one.
Kalb: Yeah, another traitor.
Senator: It is indeed true that many have violently turned their backs on me in the past, whether it be Rattlesnake, Freeman, Zero, Wyvern, shall I go on?
Kalb: Nah.
Senator: The point is, I know that holding together a group of top level competitors is nigh impossible. Our erstwhile associate proved that egos trump cohesive values in most cases. Even Hunter, one of the most loyal members our group has ever seen, tried to wrest the leadership from me, succeeding for a time. The Senatorial Stable's goals were never simply to promote Steve Phillips, but to raise the level of competiton in ACW. I believe that is what has always revived the group, why I have always been able to recruit from the best.
Fitsharris: I still don't get it! You knew he'd turn on you! Why didn't you do something?
Senator: I was getting around to that answer, Mr. Fitsharris, and the answer is that I did not know when he would do so, I did not know the exact moment, but I did know it would happen, and likely sooner than later. And the real truth, as counterproductive as it might sound, is that nothing could have been better for my own interests.
Fitsharris. I'm confused...
Senator: As usual, I am sure. But for the Zero matter, I now have myself a legitimate shot at the gold again. The concern, now, is that I must, no pun intended, capitalize on the situation. Jay Zero thinks he can escape with impunity, but I can assure you all, he could not be further from the truth...
Fitsharris: And that, my friends, is nothing...
Senator: I do not believe that line fits too well RIGHT after the last word I said, and your delivery still leaves much to be desired, if I do say so myself!
Kalb: Fitsy, you're a moron...
Fade Out
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Post by Jake Steele on Jan 12, 2009 18:19:09 GMT -5
Segment: Brudah Brudah Brudah! (Credit: The Macho Man RDK) The titantron flickers on as we come back from the commercial break. ACW Interviewer Kevin Anderson is shown with a microphone in hand backstage.Kevin Anderson: Good evening ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to another backstage interview with your host, Kevin Anderson! That's me! The crowd give a minor pop to the long time ACW reporter. He cracks a smile at the crowd's feedback.Kevin Anderson: Tonight there is a #1 Contender's Match for the ACW International Championship, where the winner will face the current ACW International Champion Dan "Welsh Dragon" White for the title! The match has arguably two of ACW's largest egos today facing off! The former ACW International Champion: Jake Steele takes on my guest with me this evening: The "Macho Man" Randy Kanyon! The crowd gives a massive cheer and already begins chants of "Macho Macho Man" as the camera zooms out to show Macho Man RDK stand into view, wearing his sunglasses and leather vest ensemble.Kevin Anderson: It is my pleasure to give you a late-but well deserved welcome back to the ACW, Macho Man! RDK flexes his right bicep, stepping infront of the camera while cocking an eyebrow. Kevin tries to shuffle to the side to get camera exposure...Kevin Anderson: ...Uh, Mr. Kanyon sir...mind if I ask you a few-- Macho: --Is it hot in here Kevin? Or is it my sheer machoness heating up the room?Kevin Anderson: Well I uh-- Macho: Help me take my vest off so that my t-shirt may be exposed!Kevin jerks his head back in question, the audible laughs can be heard from the audienceKevin Anderson:Seems like a bit of a menial duty dont'cha think? Macho: OoOoH Yeah!Kevin shakes his head while he begins to help RDK take off his vest.Macho: Pull her off! ...Got a bit of a problem because my Macho Pipes are just a little TOO BIG BRUDAH!Kevin finally pulls off Macho's vest through the shoulder sleeves, and tosses it to the side. Macho Man points at his t-shirt with both fingers. The words "Thunder Who?" are printed in big letters across it."THUNDER WHO!!?!" Kevin Anderson: ...This takes some guts! Thunder Who?! Macho: OoOoH Yeaah! Thunder Who!? The Ultimate Slap in the face to the man who cowardly layed me out on new year's! And a definite double....and TRIPLE slap in the face to Jake Steele! Cause tonight on Monday Night Warfare is gonna be steppin' stone Jake Steele day! THE #1 CONTENDER'S MATCH FOR THE ACW INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP! YEAAAH! DEFINITELY!Kevin Anderson: Jake Steele also tried to interfere with your match on new year's. What do you have to say about that, Macho? Macho: THE #1 CONTENDER's MATCH FOR THE INTERNATONAL TITLE! Jake Steele will have a taste of my Machoness and get Macho'd by me and ALL MY MACHOMANIACS, BRUDAH! And I got your number, Dan White! Your number is 2! And me....Macho Man turns around and points at the back of his t-shirt with his thumbs... "#1 Macho"..#1 Macho Kevin Anderson: Oh my... Macho: --THE MACHO MAN RANDY KANYON, IS ONE! The crowd roar in laughter in cheers as they begin to chant...R-D-K!
R-D-K!
R-D-K! Macho: Sugar is sweet and so is honey! BUT THERE AIN'T GONNA BE NUTHIN' SWEET ABOUT YOUR CANDY ASS AFTER ITS BEEN MACHO SLAYUM'D AND JABRONI BUSTERED! MACHOMANIAS COMIN' FOR YOU! YEAAAAAH!Macho Man cocks another eyebrow before exiting the camera view. Kevin looks on, impressed with the fact that the Macho Man indeed "still has it"...Kevin Anderson: Ladies and gentlemen, Randy Kanyon! Fade Out
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Post by Jake Steele on Jan 12, 2009 18:27:28 GMT -5
Match 4: Jake Steele vs. The Macho Man RDK - International Title No. 1 Contenders Phillip Jones: Ladies and gents… this following contest is scheduled for one fall! And is for the No.1 Contendership to the International Championship! Introducing first - from Yellowknife, NT, Canada and weighing in at 270 lbs… The Macho Man ARRRRR DEEEE KAYYYY!!! OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOHHHHH YEAAAAAAAAHHHHHH BRUDDAAAAHHHHHHAs everyone in the arena erupts, “Macho Man” by The Village People begins pumping through the sound system. And with great enthusiasm and always great pride and confidence, Macho Man RDK explodes from behind the entrance curtain waving his arms around, pointing to his millions and millions of fans. He taunts for the entire crowd, making his way down the ramp and letting the people who idolize him touch his biceps and large structure of a body. Macho Man soaks in the aura of the fans, before he gets to the ring apron and climbs on top of it, taunting some more for the fans as he yells out “OoOoOoOhh Yeahhhhh!”, which garners even more fans to pop for him. RDK then enters through the second rope and spins around in a circle, once again pointing to every last fan in attendance. He then takes his Macho glasses off and hands them off to a stagehand. Prepping himself for his opponent as he backs up onto the ropes and uses them to stretch out a bit.Phillip Jones: And his opponent - from Brooklyn, New York and weighing in at 234 lbs… Jake STEEEEELLEEE!!! MONEY
MONEY
MONEY
MONEY
CAKE!
[/size] ...I need da' cake nigga...[/center] The lights in the arena begin to dim down as the anthem "Cake" by Lloyd Banks blares over the speaker system. The lyrics go smoothly over the track, but unfortunately the jeers for Steele do not. A few moments pass by, and Jake Steele steps from behind the curtains with a cocky smile on his face. Almost as soon as he steps out onto the stage the booing begins to grow louder. Steele brushes his shoulders off, looking out into the crowd and snickering. He makes his way down to the ring ignoring the yelling and the abrasive foul language by the crowd, as he climbs the apron and steps into the ring. Steele looks across the ring at RDK, before he climbs the top turnbuckle and raises a “X” into the air, gathering up as much hate as he can before this big contest. He jumps back off of the turnbuckle and just looks directly at RDK, who isn’t afraid to trade the glance right back at Steele, showing that neither man is scared of each other right now.
*Ding, Ding* [/center] McNally: Here we are folks. The first main event of the night. The impending contest between the past of ACW, and the future. In one corner you have a man who has accomplished everything in this federation, multiple times. And in the other corner you have a man who wants to accomplish everything, as fast as he can. This, ladies and gentlemen… should be one for the record books. Edison: You can just feel the aura coming off of both of those men inside of that ring, as they measure each other with their eyes. Analyzing their own game plans before either makes a move. Its such a rush Maxie! Indeed it is. Jake Steele is in his corner, holding onto the ropes with one hand while he rolls his neck around, making sure to keep his eyes focused on RDK. Macho Man watches Steele prep himself, notably cracking a smile as he looks back to the fans as if he is thinking of another match which is similar to this exact contest Macho shakes his head then slaps himself on the shoulders and heads to the middle of the ring. Steele follows the same pattern and meets up with Macho in the middle of the ring, face to face for the first time. Every other time they’ve competed against each other, or encountered each other people always got in the way. Whether it be inside of a Hell in a Cell, the night Macho returned or even at McDonalds… everyone always seemed to break up the inevitable showdown. But not tonight. Tonight both competitors know that not only will they fight to see who is the better man, but they will fight for a chance. Macho and Steele look into each others eyes. Steele seems to be chewing on some gum, cocky that tonight he will beat this legend and move onto bigger things. Macho sees this look, hell he’s definitely seen this look before. He knows how cocky wrestlers from Brooklyn can get. Then in a moment just for the fans, Macho takes his eyes off of Steele and looks out to his left, and raises a eyebrow for the camera. The fans pop but Steele takes it as disrespect and slaps RDK! RDK feels the impact of the slap and keeps his head lowered to the side. He moves his tongue around inside of his mouth to the cheek where he was slapped and he grabs hold of his jaw. Steele watches him and smiles, before RDK whips his head back up and glares a hole through Steele, who’s eyes widen in shock, just as Macho Man starts hitting Steele with some Macho Overhand Punches! The smaller Steele begins stumbling back towards the ropes, but is pulled back and irish whipped into the opposite side of the ring, bouncing off the ropes as Macho catches him in the gut with his size 15 boot, and drives Steele’s neck into the mat with a Face First DDT! RDK wastes no time pinning as he grabs Steele by the head and he does another irish whip to the ropes, this time going for a Running Lariat - but Steele dodges under Macho’s massive arm and slides under the bottom rope. He hops up on the apron and then he pounces up on the top rope and leaps off with a Hurricarana! Macho flies down onto the mat but is quick to rise back up. Steele didn’t expect him to stay down as he was waiting near the ropes, deciding to charge at Macho with some fast and hard elbows. The shots pound into Macho’s face, but not for long as RDK blocks a shot and begins launching his own rocket like shots to the ribs of the Brooklyn native. The hard body blows cause Steele to bend over and eventually drop to his knees, but Macho picks him right back up and clutches onto his body, before shooting him off across the ring with a Belly to Belly Suplex. Steele completely oversells the move and jumps up at the ropes, holding onto them as Macho lunges at Steele with a Lariat, which sends The One Man Revolution directly over the top rope and onto the mat below! Edison: It seems like at every turn, Macho is getting the upperhand over Steele, Maxie! McNally: If Steele really wants the chance to face Dan White next week, he is going to definitely have to stop underestimating the abilities of Randy Dallas Kanyon. Steele lays on the outside padding, holding his back and taking his time to look up at the skylights. He takes a breath and gets up to his feet, still keeping the back of his hand on his lower spine. He looks inside of the ring at Macho Man RDK, who points at Steele and begins flexing. Steele scowls at this and walks to the ring steps, walking up them as Macho continues to flex, mocking Steele as the fans sit and approve. Steele stops at the top of the steps and looks around at the fans, disgusted by their almost mindless cheering at anything RDK does. Steele then enters the ring, and as he begins approaching Macho, he raises his hand in the air. Macho raises a eyebrow (pop) to this, before realizing Steele wants a test of strength. Macho proceeds to raise his own hand up, locking up with Steele. They lock up their other hands up and then the struggle begins - well more like the struggle for Steele as Macho pushes him across the mat and almost into the second rope. Steele breaks right before it and clutches second turnbuckle, watching as Macho rubs it in by flexing even more this time, showing off his ultimate physique. Steele gets to both feet and cracks his neck, before raising his hands into the air again? Are you serious? Yeah, Steele must have not gotten the point the first time as Macho shakes his head and quickly locks up with Steele. But what Macho doesn’t see coming is the eye poke from Steele, followed by his hair getting pulled and his back being driven into the knee of Steele! Katie Lea would be proud. Steele hooks the leg. 1... …2..kickout! Steele rolls off of RDK, but rolls right back on top of him with hard rights to the face. Now acting relentless in his attack, Steele stays on top RDK, smashing his fist into the jaw and cheekbones of Macho. Referee Joey Reynolds realizes that Steele seems to have no intentions in stopping, so he runs up to him and tries to pull him off by grabbing his arms. Steele is yanked back by the ref, but Steele quickly pulls away and begins yelling at Reynolds, telling him to stay the fuck out of his business. Reynolds points to the ACW logo on his shirt and says he is a official and that he is only enforcing the rules. Steele snickers as if the ref saying that would stop him from slapping the shit out of him - if he felt like it. But right now Steele has much bigger fish to fry. He waves his hands at Reynolds, and turns back around to RDK - to see him already back on his feet and ready to go. Macho quickly catches Steele off guard and lifts him up into the air and then driving him back down onto the mat with a Samoan Drop! Steele’s back bounces off of the ring and Macho points down to Steele and begins flexing, before he drops down next to Steele and locks in another one of his famous moves… The Macho Facelock!Edison: MACHO FACELOCK!!! MACHO FACELOCK!!! STEELE IS GOING TO TAP AT ANY MOMENT NOW!
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Post by Jake Steele on Jan 12, 2009 18:28:21 GMT -5
McNally: Steele’s only option now is to somehow pull himself AND Macho across the ring to grab the ropes. Which will be a tough feat. Macho applies pressure onto the move and due to the pain Steele goes into a frenzy. Frantically he tries to get to the ropes, but Macho uses damn near all of his muscle strength to break the face of Steele. Reynolds begins jumping around the ring to see Steele’s movements and if he is getting any closer to the ropes - but he really isn’t. Steele has moved about 2-3 inches closer to the ropes, but that’s about it. RDK is doing more than enough to make sure Steele not only doesn’t reach the ropes, but taps in the process. Steele eyes begin to dwindle as he slowly raises his arm into the air. Referee Joey Reynolds drops to the mat in front of Steele and is asking him if he wants to continue, and Steele can be heard saying no through RDK’s hands. Though he keeps his arm into the air and the thought has to be on his mind. Steele looks out the corner of his eye to the left of him and sees that the ropes aren’t as far away as he once thought, and he digs deep down within himself pushing everything out to drag him and RDK across the ring. RDK tries to keep him away as they get to the ropes, now pulling the arm of Steele back as well. But Steele thinks fast yet again and swiftly throws his leg on the bottom rope! McNally: Well, he did it. You can say a lot about Steele, but him being weak willed is not a claim you can honestly make. Joey Reynolds tells Macho that he has to break the hold, and before Macho can even respond the ref begins counting off. Macho lets go of Steele’s face and gets to his feet, with Reynolds now holding him back, letting Steele roll out of the ring, who is now holding his chin and jaw areas. He shakes any cobwebs that he has off, and begins walking around the ring as Joey Reynolds starts the ten count. 1... 2... 3... 4... Edison: Does Steele know that Reynolds is counting? 5... McNally: I’m not sure Eddie, Steele is holding his jaw and taking a nice walk around the ring as if he doesn’t have a match going on. 6... Macho begins to grow impatient of Steele and leaves the ring, quickly rushing up to Steele and grabbing him by the head, spinning him around and throwing him into the ring at the count of 7. Steele rolls in and finds his way back to his feet pretty quickly. RDK climbs up on the apron and Steele looks to ambush him, but RDK blocks his charging attempt with a elbow of his own. Steele goes stumbling back, holding the already bruised up jaw as Macho slips his way back into the ring. Macho jumps onto the offensive with some more Overhand Punches, which causes the already dazed star to reel back even more. RDK then kicks Steele in the gut, before slamming him down with a Scoop Slam! Macho is feeling the energy go through him as he points to the top rope and starts tapping his elbow. Everyone begins chanting his name as he makes his way out onto the apron and onto the top turnbuckle. He then stands up fully on the top and points down at Steele, tapping his elbow one more time right before he leaps off with a Diving Elbow Drop! - No! Edison: Looks like Air Macho just backfired! McNally: Now is Steele’s chance to get this thing going in his favor, and to keep it there. Steele crawls quickly over to the opposite turnbuckle and rests on one knee as he awaits Macho to get up. And as tough as the Yellowknife Legend is, Macho definitely felt the impact of missing that elbow drop. He starts rising to his feet with his back turned to Steele and it seems that everything is now falling into place. Macho shakes his own cobwebs off and turns around, only to be met by Steele dashing at him at full speed with his foot raising up in the air - Ole Kick!? Not exactly. Macho Man RDK steps aside and Steele almost goes flying into the turnbuckle but grabs the top of the ropes stopping his own momentum. Steele takes a breather of his own now before turning around and being caught in what has become a very familiar predicament. Macho lowers his head underneath Steele’s arm and the fans go wild at what may be coming up next. Steele’s face says it all… ROCK BOTTOM! NO! NO! Due to a mix of instinct and shock, Steele’s eyes widen and he begins throwing elbows into the side of Macho’s head. After a few shots, Macho lets go of the hold and Steele drops down to his knees before hopping back up with a European Uppercut! Steele then starts laying into Macho’s chest with Booker T Style Chops! Steele uses his hands like blades as they bounce off the perfectly built chest of Macho. Steele eventually gets the Icon into the corner where he grabs him by the neck and spins around climbing onto the second rope. Steele looks down at the back of Macho’s head and he spins around once again - this time with a Tornado DDT! Macho’s skull goes bouncing off of the mat as Steele keeps pushing himself. He gets back onto the top turnbuckle and he looks down at Macho’s body with only one train of thought - win. Edison: Steele looks like he could be going for the Exploding Glory! McNally: It could be all over after this one Eddie! The crowd is booing in anticipation and realization that their hero may be defeated tonight. Steele has the entire crowd in the palm of his hands and then - he gets off of the top rope. Steele stands on the apron looking at Macho, who looks to be recovering from the Tornado DDT already, but still weak enough for Steele to have hit that move. The ref tells Steele to get back in the ring warning that he will have to start the count soon . Steele looks at Reynolds and does nothing but leap off of the apron and starts his way walking up the ramp. McNally: What the hell is he doing? 1... 2... 3... Reynolds continues yelling and trying to urge Steele to come back but Steele hasn’t looked back. 4... 5... At this point, Macho Man has shaken off the DDT and is looking out to the ramp, as he begins to notice that Steele is really walking away from this match. 6... 7... Edison: Steele has given up! 8... 9... Steele stops at the top of the ramp and waits for that final number to be said. …10Ding, Ding, Ding Phillip Jones: The winner of this contest by countout and now the No.1 Contender to the International Championship - Macho Man RDK! The bell sounds off and Phillip Jones announces the end of the match, RDK is the new No. 1 Contender to the title Steele once bled, sweat and put his body on the line for night in and night out. The title everyone thought Steele wanted back, but obviously they thought wrong. Jake Steele stands at the top of the ramp, watching down at Macho who honestly is just as confused as the fans to what just occurred here tonight. Macho, who is on his knees, with his arms on the second ropes now begins to stand up fully looking right back up the ramp at the man who seemed to just radiate confidence and arrogance the entire match throughout. Everyone in attendance is clearly showing their disdain on the outcome of this match, booing Steele to no end. Steele hears this and looks over to the sea of fans, and his expression is hard to read by some. Actually, wait, no, he’s still got that cocky smile on his face. This causes the fans to boo even more, and it also causes RDK to grow deeper and deeper with anger and confusion, as he exits out of the ring and begins Machoing his way up the ramp to a completely still Jake Steele. Macho gets to the top and almost immediately the two begin trading blows! With round one just wrapped up, it seems that round two is starting up earlier than expected. Both men trade shots with each other, but the rage inside of Macho gives his punches just that much more of a impact and soon Steele is back in the clutches of the Super Face. Macho grabs the head of Steele and drags him to the side titantrons, before bouncing his skull off of one! The impact is enough to daze any man really, but Macho is far from done. He grabs the back of Steele’s head and throws him into the side of the titantron again! Steele falls back and rolls around on the ramp holding his head as the fans cheer and Macho puts up a finger up the crowd, waving it back and forth saying that there is more to come.
Macho places one hand on Steele’s trunks and the other on the back of Steele’s head and he picks him up. He then throws Steele behind the entrance curtain, to which he follows close behind - cutting the feed off, right? Wrong. The camera quickly cuts to backstage where Steele is now trying to stay on his feet, almost dragging himself along with Macho following close behind. Macho grabs the trunks of Steele again, but this time he is met by a elbow to eye which stops Macho straight in his tracks. Steele takes advantage of his opportunity and crawls along to a random stagehand and sees they have a clipboard in their hand. He then politely asks to borrow it…Steele - Gimme dat shit nigga![/color] Steele snatches it away and turns back around to Macho, as he takes the clipboard and smashes it against his face! Macho reels back from it, and Steele quickly drops it to the ground, before kicking Macho in the gut and grabbing him by the neck. Steele looks down at the clipboard, seemingly going for a DDT - but Macho powers out of it and uses his brute strength to push Steele back, which sends him flying into a stack of chairs.Macho: Take a seat, BRUDAH![/color] The chairs all fall onto Steele, who falls to the ground and tries to cover his face to avoid impact. But sooner than later, the entire avalanche of chairs has covered Steele and Macho looks to be done. Psyche! Macho starts shuffling his way through the chairs, throwing as much as possible behind him, as he digs to find Steele. Eventually he does and Macho grabs Steele by the arm, dragging him along the cold concrete floor as wrestlers and backstage workers just watch on at this beat down. Steele probably has no idea where he is, but Macho sure does. He stops near the parking lot entrance, and in his sights are exactly what he wanted to find - the forklift. Macho drags Steele to the lift and places him on the lifts before he gets inside of it.Macho: OoOoOo Yeahhh, time to take a ride ya’ Jabroni![/color] If anyone is confused as to where Macho plans on taking Steele, the camera then pans over to a glass window. Macho fires up the lift and revs it up, lifting Steele up a bit as he does - but before he can start driving Steele jumps off and cracks Macho in the mouth with a left hook. Macho is caught off guard and Steele quickly pulls Macho out and smashes his head against the forklift. Steele then grabs the back of Macho’s head and starts yelling at him.Steele - YOU ABOUT TO HEAR STONE COLD’S THEME NOW, MUTHAFUCKA![/COLOR] Steele begins running towards the glass with RDK, trying to throw him threw it… but suddenly Steele’s eyes widen as the next thing we see is him flying through the air…~SMASH~ Steele’s entire body goes through the window, and the fans go nuts. RDK looks in at Steele and begins walking off before anyone else can arrive as this scene fades…
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Post by Jake Steele on Jan 12, 2009 18:42:01 GMT -5
A Return of Epic Proportions…
It’s only three days away!
ACW will never be the same.Ah who am I kidding, not that much will be different. But nonetheless, the return will still happen on Monday Night Warfare. Brace yourself. When you see it, you’ll shit bricks. He has come to bring ACW back to its golden days. ACW doesn’t need superstars like Alicia Kitsune, Latino, BK London, Ridley, White Rose, and Wyvern. It doesn’t even needs superstars like Rattlesnake, Hunter, Rena, Angelo Giovanni, Jonny Spade, Gooey Garth, Skurai, Alexander Starkweather, Santiago Rivera, Bob and Amo, TNT, NBK, V-3, Jade, Nick Durden or Davey Marvel, Torak, Andrew Starr And it definetly doesn’t need superstars like Kabane, Kid Krush, Franchi$e, Oliver Black, Predator, Jenero Electrovolt, Bladeshadow, Jon Taylor, The Rookie Monster, Carnunnos, Kross, Jearus, Vlad Rasputin, El Loco, Spider, Venom, 004, Rico Miles, Jack Fury, Orochi, AJK Caveman, Nina Starr, VorteX, Angelus, Romeo, Jack Of Heartz, ….I could go on all day looking at the win-loss records of people who have been here since the beginning, but time for the true point of this… ACW only needs one man….and he doesn’t even wrestle
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Post by Jake Steele on Jan 12, 2009 18:42:54 GMT -5
Segment: A Tag Team Promo? ...Or Not.
(Credit: Scott Andrews)
Since evacuating his father from a possible physical confrontation, Scott has lead him back to his locker room as he prepares to promo for his match against Danny Mainer this evening. Scott’s dad, with the lack of knowledge about ACW is quite excited about seeing his son talk some smack on the Psycho Butcher.
Scott: Ok, now, Dad, I want you to sit over there and just watch me. Don’t say anything, just watch me, ok?
Dad: Sure son…
There’s a hint of mischief in his father’s voice, but Scott plays it off and gets in front of the camera.
Scott: Ladies and jackasses, tonight I face a man who I believe to be a complete nut job, a mental patient, someone who needs a damn bullet just to put him out of his misery; Danny Mainer! - - -
Dad: - - - is he one of those “emo’s” or something?
The fans laugh as Scott’s dad interrupts the promo.
Scott: Dad what did I tell you?
Dad: Hey it can’t hurt to rub salt into his razor wounds can it?
Scott shakes his head and continues.
Scott: As I was saying, Mainer, you’ve lost your mind! You have gone absolutely insane if you think you can beat the Scarlet Assassin, the Skill, Thrill, and the Kill; Scott FREAKIN’ Andrews!!!
The crowd roar with cheers as Scott lays down the law.
Scott: I’m back on the attack, Mainer, did you not see last weeks show?! I beat Fallen Souls in the middle of the ring, and that’s only the start of my war path! But tonight I get the chance to take you out once again; and tonight I’m not taking any chances. It’s gonna be down to the wire close, because I know you have quite a threshold for pain - - -
Dad: Yeah, because he cuts himself everyday! I’m looking at pictures of him on ACW.com and he looks like a real “emo”!
The crowd laugh once again at his fathers input, although Scott isn’t so happy about it.
Scott: DAD!
Dad: Alright, sorry…
Scott whips his shades off and pierces a hole through the camera lens with an intense glare.
Scott: So, Mainer, if you think you’re gonna best Scott Andrews I suggest you just lie down as soon as the bell rings, cos son, you haven’t got the skills to compete with someone like me. So when that bell rings that’s what I want you to do, and if you don’t…your head will roll…
Scott keeps his gaze fixed at the camera as it slowly fades out.
Fade Out.
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Post by Jake Steele on Jan 12, 2009 18:44:43 GMT -5
“Thunderkiss: Game Over. Part 1” Credit: Danny Mainer, Thunderkiss [The Psycho Butcher preps himself for another show, another day at the grind. A few months ago he would have looked at moments such as these with a greater sense of anticipation but that all came to an end the day his arm was shattered like a knocked up model’s dreams. Since that time every second of every day is fueled by his undying sense of retribution. No matter the cost, no matter the price, Thunderkiss will go through the very hell he experienced. In a shiny, black suitcase that rests at his feet the path to retribution awaits for the right time to be opened. A careful eye has been placed upon it while the other watches the clock, counting down the hours and minutes until that special dayy arrive. With an unexpected knock at his locker room door, the hour hand quickly advances.] Richard Paris: Good evening, Mr. Mainer. Danny Mainer: ”What makes this good? I’m facing Scott for the one millionth time and Thunderkiss is still breathing…” Richard Paris: Because the end of one you hate the most is neigh. Danny Mainer: “In the words of Kevin Anderson’s numerous ‘friends’ el oh el. Lol. I’m sorry but go tell Cheng he didn’t fool me and that his lame-ass pranks have to stop. You’re such a goof.” Richard Paris: I assure you, Mr. Mainer, that I am quite serious about this. I am not a man who likes to waste his own time as well as others. Please, hear me out. Danny Mainer: ”What’s this I see? I see a man almost the same size of me that fully believes he can disassemble The God of Thunder. Isn’t this adorable? Imagine a basket full of kittens licking each others faces in a non-incestuous way. It’s cute in that sense. In all seriousness though, we wouldn’t even have this problem if Gingerdude had a spine and the ability to tell TK no. Leave that animal out in the rain like he deserves instead of crawling all over his bed.”Richard Paris: And I agree, but that is neither here or there at the moment. We cannot go back and change the past, however, together you and I can change the future. Danny Mainer: ”You don’t seem like a scientologist so I won’t tell you to take a long walk off a short pier. I’ll hear you out mister.”Richard Paris: Thunderkiss’ days within ACW have come to an end. There are many more like us, Mr. Mainer. Others who want to see this blight removed from our ranks. Seperated we are worthless; together we are a formidable opponent. Myself, our Chairman, the Junior Executive and even the referee union are on board. We are the brains of this operation, Mr. Mainer. What we lack is brawn, that is where you can come in. Danny Mainer: ”Don’t tell me what I already knew. I know half the roster hates him. He’s like an unmovable tumour. I want to know what the plan of action is.”Richard Paris: He will be reconditioned, Mr. Mainer. When I am through with him, he will be as helpless as a newborn. He will be yours for the taking. You will crush him; break every bone in his body and there won’t be a damn thing he can do about it. Danny Mainer: ”Take a walk ‘Love Doctor’. I’ve got my contract to face him fair and square, more then that piss-ant deserves.”Richard Paris: I admire your convictions, Mr. Mainer, but I must ask you do you honestly think any long term ramifications would come out of a normal contest between you two? Do not see this as an insult, just a rather serious question. You could possibly beat him, Mr. Mainer, but I highly doubt you will be able to take him out of the game. Many of his past opponents state that punching him is like hitting concrete. With my help, I will be able to provide you with the methods to shatter through the surface and strike his heart. Yes, you are a courageous man, Mr. Mainer, but not a stupid one. [His words stop Mainer dead in his tracks. Mainer cannot argue with the truth, as much as it may hurt. To bring Thunderkiss to his knees he will have to look past himself and rely on the assistance of others. Surely, he can beat Thunderkiss. To this he has no doubts. Be that as it may, in front of him now is a golden opportunity and that is beat the man to an inch of his life. This is simply an offer he cannot refuse.] Danny Mainer: ”Y’know what? Fuck it. Count me in dude. Just heed this warning well, I’m not your puppet or your tool and the second I feel that you’re trying to control me or muscle me into different directions then I’m gonna’ send you packing. You can call me a part of the Anti-TK army but rest-assured I am in this for me. If you cross me you’ll have more then just Aiden to worry about. I’ll put a gun up your ass and blow your eyeballs out. I can assure you that as scary as Joseph is when he’s angry, I’m a hell of a lot more dangerous then he is when I’m angry. Don’t let my size fool you. Capiche?”Richard Paris: Fair enough. I know at the moment I have done nothing to win you over, Mr. Mainer. Over the next few weeks I want you to keep a close eye on my actions for you will surely see I am not just another “flash in the frying pan,” if you will. Danny Mainer: ”For your sake Richie, I hope to God you’ve got this planned out fully with plenty of back-ups because I know Thunderkiss better then anyone and if you fuck this up I assure-no, PROMISE you that you’ll be alive long enough to regret this as you’re torn limb from limb in a back-alley somewhere, unable to scream for help as you gargle and choke on your own blood muting your agonizing screams of pain. If you don’t fuck with Thunderkiss well enough to put him on the shelf completely he’ll give you everything you give him back back and stack on the pressure until you snap like a twig just like my arm did six months ago. Don’t say I didn’t warn you Richie, don’t say that at all. He WILL butcher you.”[Paris doesn’t respond though subconsciously he heeds Mainer’s warning. Deep down he knows his plan cannot fail for if it does, he will surely suffer the consequences.] [FADE]
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Post by Jake Steele on Jan 12, 2009 18:45:31 GMT -5
Danny Mainer VS Scott Andrews: IV MATCH BEGINNING: The match began with your run of the mill “Holy Shizzle boring” technical bout. Mainer not having been on the technical thing for some time ended up using crap submission moves starting off the entire contest with a Piggy-Back Sleeper Hold. Scott Andrews sprinted backwards into the turnbuckle with his size advantage and broke the hold easily. Scott then lurched straight in with Reassuring the Kill MK-1 to really drive home who was in charge at that point planting Mainer with expert accuracy. Mainer got to his feet and countered a Northern Lights Suplex attempt by rolling down the shoulders and down onto his feet before lunging with the Outside Crescent Kick. Andrews countered this into a Dragon Screw into Leg Lock which after a few seconds of pressure he broke. He then weakened the legs further with a series of brutal stamps and then finally put the nail into a 2-count with a Running Spinning Wheel Kick right to the head. At the early goings it was more or less the Scott Andrews show. MATCH MID-SECTION: Now, Mainer was beginning to get some offence and this was when anther Running Spinning Wheel Kick got dodged and turned into a Monkey Flip catapulting Scott head-first into the ring post brutally. Mainer then cinched in a roll-up from that position which garnered a narrow 2-count. Mainer was using every trick in the book. A Headscissors Take Down left Andrews sat in the corner to the mercy of a series of Mudhole Punches but Andrews with a swift kick to the shin dropped Mainer to one knee so he could get up. By the time he’d made it to his feet and had the conscience to deliver a strike however, Mainer had beaten him to the punch with a wicked Knife Edge Chop straight to the chest followed by a second and a third. Andrews in the corner now was dragged out of it by his head and Mainer turned him around. He ascended the turnbuckle backwards and attempted a stunning Bladers Sunrise but through miracle, Scott countered this using the momentum into a sick neck-plant Northern Lights Suplex which looked almost for a heart-beat like a 3-count. MATCH END: Scott and Danny were now furiously brawling in the centre of the ring heading perilously towards the ring apron. Mainer did his major spot of the night by kicking Andrews in the stomach and front-flipping onto the apron using Andrew’s back as a springboard. When Andrew’s turned around he was decimated when Mainer grabbed his head and leaped backwards driving the ring rope into his throat. Mainer landed on the floor safely while Andrews staggered around towards the centre of the ring. Mainer had climbed back onto the apron and was soon soaring through the air landing on Andrew’s neck. The crowd booed loudly as he attempted a Hurricanrana but it back-fired in a MAJOR way leading to a BRUTAL powerbomb which left Mainer crumpled on the mat like an accordion. Andrews was finally ready. He swung with all his might with THE HEADSHOT! and it connects. The head nearly flies off the shoulders of Mainer and the former International Champion drops to the mat and Andrews makes the cover. It's academic. RESULT: Scott Andrews via pinfall (The Headshot)
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Post by Jake Steele on Jan 12, 2009 18:46:38 GMT -5
Segment: Colours! Everywhere! Shame I Have No Eyes (Credit: Dan White)
Like mentioned earlier, Dan White isn't a very happy bunny. Despite winning the International Title and picking up the “Best Face” award for 2008, he's lost his battle with Freeman, and Gingerdude has gone to the Caribbean, but not before leaving his replacement Craig Lewis some pointers for the Welshman. Pointers that have left a bad taste in Mr. Omega Effect's mouth. I'd say more stuff, but Dan only has two nicknames so it would just leave me in a bit of a hole.
Anyways Dan seems to be getting around quite a bit. It's this sort of problem that leads to him realising he's got a 13 year old son and has another baby on the way. Unlucky lad. But those problems have seem to have knocked some sense into Dan. What formerly was a cocky bastard who looked after himself is now a cocky bastard who looks after three people and now has decided that he will do absolutely anything he can to get what he wants. I guess you have to decide what's the lesser of two evils, huh?
The segment opens up with one of our interviewers, Mr. Kevin Anderson. He stands with a confident look on his face. He's done his homework, he's readied his voice, and he's going to make the greatest interview of his life. The camera pans out a bit, and standing in an interestingly new lime green shirt, wearing sunglasses, is our International Champion, “The Welsh Dragon” Dan White. The crowd pops, as Kevin scans the unusual shirt, and making sure for it to be his first question of the night.
Kevin: So Dan, I think we best hit it off by first asking....what is with that shirt?
Dan, cool as you like, removes the sunglasses, and slots them into his top left pocket. He smirks at Kevin, answering with a smile on your face.
Dan: Well Kevin, sometimes you just gotta stand out from the crowd. I think people are tired of seeing the same old white trash, and they need something new. Fortunately, I have just thing, and this lime green shirt gives me the look I need to really show that I'm out there, showing that I'm not just another person sitting in the middle of the crowd.
Kevin: Alrighty then....I guess then my second question has to be about earlier tonight. Craig Lewis informed both you and XS3 that you'll be teaming up against Double Penetration in tonight's Main Event. But rumour has it that with the way you marched out of the deputy chairman's office, you won't even turn up to the main event? What do you have to say to that?
Dan sighs, rolling his eyes, and it's clear that he isn't exactly pleased surrounding the whole situation.
Dan: Look, do you think I care about a little wanker like XS3? Do you think I damn well care about two washed up arse bandits like Fallen Souls and Thunderkiss? Do you really think I care, about some ginger little decrepit pond dweller like Craig Lewis? Your answer is simply this: No it's not. What I do care about, is what that insipid little man Gingerdude has to think about all this. He bangs on about me being the worst possible thing to hit this fed? He tells me this directly before Winter Discontent? BAM!
He whacks his right hand with his left, making a loud clapping sound which almost makes Kevin require a changing of underwear.
Dan: I'm the International Champion. BAM! I'm voted the Best Face of 2008 by the fellow wrestlers in the fed. BAM! I'm main eventing not one, not two, but THREE of ACW's first shows for 2009, including when I defend my belt next Thursday. Does that orange pubed prune-faced nonce want to tell me that I'm the worst thing to ever hit the fed now? He just wishes he could sack me because he has some crazed little idea that I've caused the credit crunch, started anti-Semitism, and invented rape.
Kevin: Whoa, jeez Dan. I think you better calm down. You must be like 5 grand down through that answer alone on those fines Gingerdude gives you.
Dan laughs at Kevin.
Dan: Kevin my man, I couldn't give two flying monkeys about those fines. As long as Ginger ain't here he can't do a bloody thing about it, so I can fuck and shit all about this place if I want to! I'm going to make sure that he comes back here so pissed off that he cannot even fathom where to start. Craig Lewis does not have the right to run me. And therefore, for the next two months, I'm going to do whatever the hell I want. Lewis cannot stop me from doing that.
Kevin: Does that mean you won't be competing in the main event tonight?
Dan smirks broadly at Kevin.
Dan: You'll just have to wait and see now, won't you.
He turns and begins to walk away as the crowd continues to pop, eager to see how far Dan is prepared to go to make sure Gingerdude comes back with a hefty hangover lying over him. But for others concerned, it could be a very torrid couple of months, as Kevin shrugs his shoulders at the camera.
Fade Out.
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