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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 15, 2009 16:52:28 GMT -5
Segment: Oh no he didn't...! (Credit: Jason Freeman)
Down the ACW hallways walks the Television Champion, Jason Freeman. He looks to be in slightly better shape than on Monday, though he is obviously still recovering from his I Quit match. He hasn't wrestled since then, but this Monday he will be. He has a match against Mr. Red, a match that Mr. Red asked for, and has received. Freeman isn't worried about it very much, not seeing Red as a threat, but is already thinking about how bad he's going to beat him down. Perhaps Freeman is not giving Red nearly enough credit however. Red has had many big wins in his career, and if Freeman takes him too lightly, he may find it a harder match than he expected
Down the hallways he goes, his destination? His locker room. Without much to do tonight, Freeman intends to take it easy, maybe watch some of the show, and scout out some possible future competition. Even now, he still thinks about what he can do to make another impact. Who he can target. He finally approaches the locker room, and then stops...he is confused...because there appears to be something on the door? He gets closer, and then he realizes what it is...a Red's logo?
Freeman: What the hell?
And then he makes the connection, and his eyes widen, and he snarls in anger...he hopes that Red merely made his mark on the door, but when he runs up and opens it...he gasps. The camera turns and shows the inside of the locker room and it isn't hard to see what's been done to it, mostly because...there is seemingly nothing left in the locker room left untouched. Everything is demolished...from the smashed TV to the broken chair. Freeman's face is furious, and he steps inside looking around at the mess that used to be a locker room...and right in the middle of it, just to rub everything in...is one sole baseball bat. A little present from Mr. Red.
Freeman kicks the wall furious. How dare Red do this? Who does he think he is?
Freeman: That---That---That---that little...ARGH! I suppose Im going to have to SHOW him who he's dealing with
The camera now goes outside of the locker room, but Freeman doesn't follow...for a couple of seconds. He finally emerges from the room, but he isn't doing so empty handed. He looks at the lead pipe he holds in his hand, and smirks, before storming down the hallway, clearly a man with a purpose. But what is that purpose? What is Freeman going to do?
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 15, 2009 16:55:00 GMT -5
Physical Therapy: Walking With Crutches To Walking….With A Limp The Return Of Epic Proportions Credit: Jake Cheng Last time on Physical Therapy, Jake Cheng found out that Josh Robertson and Bill Wright kidnapped his ex-girlfriend Kirsten Carter. Although Cheng seemed to have taken it well, he has gone back to his locker room and now he isn’t handling it too well. There is a bottle of generic pills in his hand as he sits on the floor, sweating profusely and looking quite pale.
But, come to turn him around, the return I told you about briefly for the past two shows, Stan the Cameraman enters the locker room. He bursts into the room with triumphant force, but then immediately regrets his decision, seeing his buddy sitting on the ground, in not the best condition. Stan the Cameraman: Umm….was this a bad time for the return of epic proportions? Jake Cheng: It probably wasn’t the best time. Stan the Cameraman: Since when do you take anti-depressants? Jake shrugs…or maybe that was part of him shaking violently. Stan walks into the room and grabs the fold up chair and sits down. Stan the Cameraman: So you know why I’m here right? Jake Cheng: To get me over Kirsten? Stan the Cameraman: No. Jake Cheng: To get Kirsten to want me again? Stan the Cameraman: No. Jake Cheng: To…you win. Stan the Cameraman: Last Thursday you said you were going to wrestle your last match at Ragnarok. I am going to make sure you get the best opponent possible. Jake Cheng: But you have been planning a return before I announced my retirement. Stan the Cameraman: Well…I was coming to get you over Kirsten. Jake Cheng: Ah ha! Stan the Cameraman: So you ready for the first step or not? Jake Cheng: Sure. SMACK! Jake Cheng: Ow! You fucker, why did you hit me? Stan the Cameraman: That was step one. Listen. Kirsten was taken by Robertson. Kirsten doesn’t want to see you anymore. If you save her…she still won’t want to se you anymore. So lets just let her sit there for a while. Jake Cheng: …yeah ok. Stan the Cameraman: Good. Now for step two. Stan makes a sudden move and Jake cringes. Once Jake looks back after Stan did not hit him, he sees this: Jake Cheng: Stan, c’mon man, you know I hate it when visuals are used in segments. I mean, it just looks stupid, pictures and shit. If you can't describe what you are doing, then you probably shouldn't be doing it. Stan the Cameraman: Yeah, but this is necessary for step two. Realizing your problem. Graph two will be used in conjunction with graph one to complete step two. Stan flips the page. Jake Cheng: That’s harsh. Stan the Cameraman: But its true. He is generic. I have a list. Jake Cheng: Not another poster… Stan the Cameraman: No, I ran out of paper. But I can explain to you. We’ll start, first and foremost, with his name: Josh Robertson. It’s two first names. And now let’s talk about his gimmick- Jake Cheng: Stan, you can’t say that on TV. Stan the Cameraman: - oh, wait, he doesn’t have one! He wretles to show the world that the way he wrestles is the best. Groundbreaking! Hell, he can’t even think of something that original to attack you with. Kidnapping Kirsten? Mainer did that! And- Jake Cheng: Stan. Stan the Cameraman: What? Jake Cheng: He’s working on it.Stan the Cameraman: Oh right…so I have a plan. What we need to do is…hey, turn that shit off! NOW! Cut to black.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 15, 2009 16:55:28 GMT -5
”Yesterdays: Vladimir Rasputin” Credit: Danny Mainer The “Get Busy” title sequence signalling Yesterdays with Danny Mainer plays. This time, on the third episode he’s given his own space. It’s the same office as last time but the window has been repaired and the body has been removed. Danny sits dressed like his typical goth self with his poncho and his black shirt atop the desk smirking as always at the camera. This week’s special? Vladimir Rapsutin. What kind of satire will Danny have installed for us today?Danny Mainer: ”Hello ladies and gents and welcome to another episode of Yesterdays with your host, ME. Danny Mainer. Tonight I’m taking a step back about a year and a half ago and I’m going to be catching up with Soviet Superstar Vladimir Rasputin. This man was no joke, his strict communist policies and his tough as steel ring style made him one of THE competitors to watch in the ring. Had he not been fired when he was, he’d be a champion by now. He truly was THE MAN and even if he was a commie scumbag, I still respect him and his achievements. Though he did not win any ACW titles he won the International Title from a federation called UWI which has since gone into liquidation. He has a victory over Thunderkiss though and that’s something I can’t stake claim to! Heh! Anyways, here’s how it goes for Commie Rasputin!”It cuts to the shot of Starbucks. It seems no surprise that Danny would choose an icon that represents the complete opposite of Communism to host his ploy and as Danny Mainer walks down the street with his camera crew we can see of course “Vladimainer Rasputin” standing on the sidewalk sweeping underneath the tables of the outdoor café. He sees the crew rolling towards him and with a big ass smile he throws a long and drawn out wave. The crew run towards him and as ever with the camera trickery, Danny and Vladimainer are NEVER in the same shot.Danny Mainer: ”Comrade, what a pleasure it is to see you! How’s America treating you my friend?”Rasputin stares him in the face and laughs loud and obnoxiously in his typical, poor Russian accent.Vladimainer Rasputin: ”Well kaaahziiin’, America is poppin’ homeslice! We have them fine ass beetches walkin’ all around and the amount of phone numbers I maahnage to get due to being an immigrant workin’ at Starbucks is incredible! Chicks dig The Soviet Shafter! Ya’ onto me?!Danny Mainer: ”I totally get you. I don’t get though why a communist such as yourself works for the company that every capitalist pig-dog business man shops at.”Vladimainer Rasputin: ”’cause the pay is good my friend and the college chicks? They have GOOD titties and tight asses! I tell you my friend, I one time met this girl called Rachael and she had a mouth that could take all 11 metres of my “hard-“on collider if you’re onto it! LONG LIVE THE SOVIET! AHA!”Danny Mainer: ”Riiiiiight. You sure it wasn’t a subway tunnel?”Vladimainer Rasputin: ”No brother! Subway is a shitty restaurant! It is a pitiful, sickening capitalist workshop where people are treated like shit and are given absolutely no respect whatsoever for ugly white chicks with no waists! In Starbucks, man sure it’s not communist but the woman are BANGABLE! HAHA!!!! TITTEEEZZZZZ!!!!”Danny Mainer: ”Well, let’s get right down to business.”Vladimainer Rasputin: ”HAHA! That’s what SHEEEEEEE said kaaahziiiiin’, you get it? She wants to fuck like American sluts do! Hahaaaa! I’m a comic genius!”Frustration is rising and Danny’s blood begins to boil on the insides, but not wanting to ruin his segment he maintains his cool.Danny Mainer: ”But seriously, let’s talk about your life. I mean it must be pretty damn hard working in a Starbucks for 36 hour shifts. How do you last that long? I mean-”Vladimainer Rasputin: ”That’s what SHEEEEEE SAID! Do you get it? Because I’m so good at sex that I can last hours and hours and never jizzm! Aren’t I hilarious?! BAAAHAAHAHAHA. TEETEEEZ!””One… more… time… one more fucking time.” Mainer does look like he’s about to snap off his hinge. He manages to calm himself down well enough to ask his question.Danny Mainer: ”Well, do you miss your ACW career? I mean you beat Thunderkiss in your last ACW victory. THAT was some feat. I mean you kicked him in left right, up down and centre and came out on top with impressive results, how do y-“Vladimainer Rasputin: ”That’s SHEEEEE S-!”Mainer grabs his head and drops him with a Psycho Holiday sending him flying through the glass window of Starbucks. In this last shot it’s quite clearly a different guy but the meaning is still the same. Danny gets up and dusts himself off staring at the motionless Soviet superstar.Danny Mainer: ”FUCK OFF! I can’t work with this fucking cretin, take your paycheque and stick it up your asses! Next week for all you faggots watching at home we’ve got Andrew Starr on the show of Entourage fame. Stay tuned! I need a fucking cappuccino.”Danny storms off without another word. He’s fed up with it now and he flings himself inside the broken window to order a cappuccino as the screen turns to black. What will happen next week when renowned rocker and former bodyguard of Thunderkiss, Andrew Starr becomes the victim of yet another Yesterdays saga. One thing is almost for sure though and it’ll end up better then this one.FADE
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 15, 2009 16:56:00 GMT -5
Segment: “Draw”ing Chris Williams a picture.... Credit: Dave Tyler (& ? ? ? ?) As we cut backstage again, we see Dave Tyler walking backstage, still in his wrestling gear and holding the back of his head. He looks slightly flushed and sweaty after his match up earlier in the evening, but not to badly beaten up. He seems to be muttering slightly to himself, as the camera zooms back a bit. Alan Elfsrid, the man who would appear to have been hired specifically to interview Dave Tyler and no one else, stands in front of the camera. As Dave approaches him, Alan talks in to the camera.Alan: Ladies and gentlemen, I’m now going to try and get a quick interview with Dave Tyler and see what his thoughts are after his match earlier tonight. Dave? Dave only now notices him, nearly walking straight in to the camera crew without really noticing them. Snapping back to reality from his own little world, he looks dazed. A smile spreads across his face, though it looks slightly deranged. Not necessarily pleased to see Alan, but as if he has thought of something else, and it has made him oddly happy.Alan: Dave Tyler, earlier this evening, you managed to draw with Chris Williams. Once again, fans were left hoping to see one of you emerge the better man, but going home no closer to knowing who the next entertainment champion will be. What are your thoughts on this? Dave: Alan, hey. Chris, yes. Draw again. Annoying. Deeply annoying, but that’s life I guess. We’ve known for quite a while that myself and Chris are so evenly matched, and that’s part of why I’m enjoying this whole thing so much. See, at the end of the match, you and everyone else saw we were smiling, in that ring, and there is a reason. We are so close to each other in terms of talent, charisma and entertainment value, and boy do we know it. But we do need a way to finally sort this entire mess out once and for all. I need to beat him, some way, somehow. We can’t determine the new Entertainment champion based on a draw, now, can we? So we need a match that won’t involve a draw. But what, Alan? What?Alan: Some people are starting to question if you can actually beat Chris Williams though... Dave: What am I meant to do with that information Alan? Sure, it motivates me, but so does the Entertainment title. I can be motivated all I want, but credit where its due, Chris Williams has been giving me a run for my money. But don’t worry. I’ll win. Once we determine how we can have a match that’s worthy of the title and that will allow us to declare a clear cut winner, I’ll win.Alan: Well, then, let me ask you about the Entertainment series. What’s in line for next week’s task? Dave: Oh Jesus, have I got one hell of an idea lined up. See, it’s going to involve....############################## Static breaks out across the screen, interrupting Dave’s interview. The cackling noise covers all sound as well, making it impossible to see or hear him talking. The screen suddenly displays an odd picture, the noise stopping. Silence as its displayed....
The picture disappears, as the static covers the screen again. After a few seconds, Dave reappears on the screen....############################## Dave:...the chocolate covered midget.Alan: Wow, that sounds bizarre! Dave: Yeah, though I’m not sure. The shark jumping bit could be a bit much. I guess I’ll have to run it by someone in health and safety first. Dave pats Alan on the shoulder before he smiles again and strides off down the coridoor, heading away from Alan. No clue of the message which just flashed up on screen. Alan looks at the camera, his eyes open, as he shrugs and the scene... [FADES]
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 15, 2009 16:58:42 GMT -5
”When the Skanks Go Stomping In” Credit: Danny Mainer In the depths of the ACW building, retreating from the buzz of the elevator accident of last week Danny Mainer is in the community men’s locker room sat on a bench with a sports bag placed next to him as he laces up the ol’ ring boots preparing himself mentally for the trials and tribulations that lie ahead when he faces off against his old nemesis “The Chinese Phenom” Jake Cheng. He whistles a merry tune and finally when he’s done lacing up the boots he ties ‘em up into knots neatly and effectively. He opens his sports bag and peers into the black abyss, he casually pulls out a bottle of mineral water and to his surprise there is an envelope stuck to it with sticky tape. He rips it off and opens then envelope excitedly, he’s hoping that this letter isn’t another junk mail.Danny Mainer: ”YOU BET I DO!”Danny Mainer: ”ALRIGHT! HARDCORE! CAAAANDDYYYYY!”Mainer tosses the bottle of water carelessly into his bag and zips it up quickly before darting to the door like a ninny. The idea has crossed him that this is a paedophile trap but he’s seemingly unconcerned for being molested by a strange sweaty man in a trench-coat. Jason Freeman personified. Danny sprints down the corridors in all of his intensity swinging his arms at his sides like a real man. He then begins to cart-wheel down the corridor showing incredible athletic ability, the type that you learn in kindergarten rolling along the corridor like an idiot. Finally reaching the cellar door he takes a long hard look at it as he stands roughly ten metres in front of its face. He then lunges forward and with a huge flying dropkick he smashes through the basement door forgetting that there’s a set of stairs. Mainer rolls like thunder down the stairs and lands in a battered heap down the stairs on top of the door which had been blown off it’s hinges.Danny Mainer: ”OWWWWW! FUCK!”Danny gets up, a little confused as to why he can’t see any candy in this dank cold basement and then the big picture hits him. There was something wrong with this situation. He looked around desperately trying to find the candy that had lead him here in the first place but as he tried to find it in the gloom of the room the missing piece of the puzzle hit him. Was Mainer thinking it was a trap? No, Mainer realized that the lights were off and it was pitch black. He pulled the cord and a cone of light covered a figure beneath it that shocked Danny to the absolute core. One that would almost certainly cause him to leak into his converses. Could it be Fallen Souls with a bloody chainsaw, Thunderkiss with a baby skull or Caitlynn Dufraisne with a scythe? NO. It was neither of those things… it was of course none other then…Melissa Ludendorff: “Melissa Ludendorff, official spokesperson for the Women of Wrestling Division under Conditions and Karma. A Buddhist based group that make sure women like Helen Walsh get the correct respect and appreciation that they deserve and. WoW DUCK for short. We believe that women should have an equal place inside the Wrestling industry and we believe that you shouldn’t be allowed on-screen to wear a shirt like THAT.” Though only one person Melissa walks right up and prods him in the chest, the lights finally come on fully and Mainer realizes he’s surrounded by an entire roster of angry, pissed off feminists. Mainer growls inwardly, knowing he’s been had. The camera gets a shot of his shirt which says on the front “What does a woman do when she comes back from domestic abuse discussions?”. Mainer twirls around to show the punchline to Miss Ludendorff which reveals to say “The dishes if she damn well knows what’s good for her.”
Melissa Ludendorff: “Now Mr. Mainer after some coercing we’ve convinced Helen Walsh to take some action against you for the unpleasant, pig-headed and downright sexist remarks you made about her in the course of sexual assault in the wrestling ring. Do you have anything to say in your defence before we file for a lawsuit.”
Danny Mainer: ”Yeah actually. Hold on.”
He reaches inside his trouser pocket and whips out his cell phone, he expertly hits a speed dial combo and pushes it up to one ear. Melissa doesn’t seem impressed with this act but there’s a slight dialling tone. Mainer snaps his fingers with his free-hand and finally he’s gratified with the sound of someone picking up.
Danny Mainer: ”Hi, is this Katie? How ya’ doin’ sweety? It’s Danny. You drew a picture of a rocket today in Art class? Wow, I’ll definitely check that one out honey. Listen can you do me a huge favour and put your big sister Helen on? No? I’ll give ya’ five bucks next time I come around. You will then? OK thanks honey.”
Mainer pauses, obviously waiting for “Helen” to pick up the phone. He’s finally gratified by a “Hello?” on the other end of the phone.
Danny Mainer: ”Hey Helen, Helen Walsh? Gingerdude’s secretary?”
Helen Walsh: “Heh, you know me too well. Why’re you listing me off like that? Heh.”
Danny Mainer: ”Trying to prove a point. I’m a little insecure with women, I mean I’ve explained to you everything and well I just wanted to ask if you’re still up for going to that restaurant at the end of the show for a meal.”
Helen Walsh: “Of course! I wouldn’t cancel on you sweetie.”
Danny now cutting to the chase, flicks the loud-speaker on full blast so EVERY woman in the room can hear the conversation.
Danny Mainer: ”Great! I can’t wait. I’m picking you up at 8 right? Oh and are you pressing charges against me for the tazer thing?”
Helen Walsh: “Of course not! Once I found out everything you’ve been through and how much of a sweet guy you are I just couldn’t help but be kind. You sent me those forget-me-nots which are my favourite and a box of Thorntons chocolates. You’re so caring and sweet and you’re a great guy. I’m honoured to go with you to dinner!”
Danny Mainer: ”Thanks Helen, I’ll come pick you up later alright?”
Helen Walsh:{/B] “Yeah! I can’t wait. I’ll go pretty myself up now while I’ve got opportunity!”
Danny chuckles a little.
Danny Mainer: ”You don’t have to pretty yourself up, Helen. You look beautiful and I’m sure you’re going to break A LOT of hearts at the restaurant. Above all you’re gonna’ make a guy happy. I’ll cya later sugarplum.”{/color]
Helen Walsh: “Okay! Bye cutie cakes!”
With that, the two simultaneously hang up. Ludendorff isn’t impressed and Danny folds his arms and stares dead into her evil, buggy feminist eyes.
Danny Mainer: ”So, Ludendorff. It appears that I just broke both the legs that you stand on in one fell swoop. Do you have anything else to say or am I free to go?”
Melissa Ludendorff: “Yes actually, we also represent and try to defeat bigots as well as sexists.”
Danny Mainer: “Bigot? I don’t discriminate, I hate EVERYONE equally.”
Melissa Ludendorff: “Are you familiar with Karen Steiner?”
Danny Mainer: ”The coffee lady. Yeah? What I do? Oh shit, wait.”
Mainer stares at the ceiling and is wrapped up in his own thoughts.
Danny Mainer: ”I asked what time the bus was scheduled and I got belted for it. Why? What’s wrong with that?”
Melissa Ludendorff: “You used her religion as a derogatory name for her and as such we’re going to take action for that.”
Danny Mainer: ”I thought this was a BUDDHIST organization!”
Melissa Ludendorff: “It’s mostly Buddhist. Just a couple of Jews and Christians scattered about. We’re a mixed bag to be honest.”
Danny Mainer: ”Alright. So I asked her when a bus arrived, I’m not bigoted. Just go home and make yourself a sandwich and a coffee and chill the fuck out lady.”
A vein literally explodes out of her neck and Melissa snaps at him wildly. Poor choice of words.
Melissa Ludendorff: “OH! So you’re saying that ALL women are good for is fucking and feeding?! You’re a sick low life. Girls, get him!!!
Danny Mainer: ”OH SHI-!”
Mainer is pounced upon and the screen slowly fades to black. It’s obvious that this was a Fallen Souls set up, hopefully Mainer won’t be late for his match with Cheng after the vicious beatdown he is assured of getting. Mainer is PISSED NAH.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 15, 2009 16:59:11 GMT -5
Segment: "The Bomb Has Been Planted"
(Credit: Scott Andrews)
After last week, Scott wanted to take his dad out of the ACW arena, and since he didn’t have a match tonight, he thought he might as well show him the night life on ACW island.
All suited up and looking suave, the pair arrive at the valet parking to one of ACW islands most praised restaurants; The White Rose. The valet takes the keys to Scott’s mustang and they make their way up the stairs.
Dad: Looks alright.
Scott: It’s a five star restaurant. Trust me, it’s more than alright.
Dad: You taken Jessie here before?
Scott: Yeah, only our dinner was ruined by some assholes who thought they were better than Scott Andrews. They got their just desserts, don’t worry; I look after Jess.
Dad: I don't doubt that, son.
As they arrive at the reception area the man behind the desk nods and smiles at Scott as they approach him.
Man: Good evening, gentlemen.
Scott: A reservation for “Andrews”?
The man checks his sheet of tables.
Man: Ah, here we are; Table 17. Your waiter will see you to your table.
Scott: Thank you.
The waiter looks like he’s just finished high school, but his etiquette is fantastic. He leads them to their window table which overlooks the docks. The lights of ACW island are shining bright and the night sky looks amazing against the city backdrop.
Waiter: Would you like to order drinks now, sirs?
Dad: I’ll grab a glass of your finest white. Actually, Scott, should we grab a bottle?
Scott: Yeah sure.
Waiter: Ok, any starters or appetizers?
Scott: No, thank you.
The waiter exits with the order and leaves the men to talk in private.
Scott: So what are you gonna do once you leave here?
Dad: I dunno. I was thinking about moving overseas.
Scott: Why? Where? How?
His father leans in close and whispers.
Dad: If I tell you something, you promise not to get angry?
Scott knew exactly what was coming next. His father had been gambling again.
Scott: Let me guess, you lost all your money on horse races? Or did you gamble it all away on the black jack table?
Dad: It’s a little more complicated than that.
Scott didn’t like where this was headed.
Scott: Oh?
Dad: I ended up borrowing money - - -
Scott: - - - well just pay it back - - -
Dad: - - - from a Russian Mobster.
Scott’s jaw drops.
Scott: HOLY *sshhmhmm*!
His father has to cover his mouth as to not attract attention to them.
Scott: Dad, this is some stupid shit.
Dad: I know, I know, I just… I needed the money.
Scott becomes very stern.
Scott: How much do you owe?
Dad: …a hundred thousand dollars…
Scott face palms himself so hard he almost falls off his chair.
Scott: You’ve really outdone yourself this time, Dad. So what, are you on the run now? Do you know how ruthless and aggressive Russian mobsters are?!
Dad: Keep your voice down…
Scott: It’s a little hard when you drop a fucking bomb like that…
Dad: I know, I’m sorry. You’re the only person I know that can help me outta this. Ya gotta help me, son…
Scott was so torn up about this. His Dad was lying to him, and tying him into dangerous business; but he can’t just let his Dad fend for himself against these guys. He needs help.
Scott: Don’t worry, Dad. I’ll see what I can do.
Dad: I love you, Scott.
It wasn’t a normal “I love you”. It had a strange essence of both fear and hope. What was the true situation with these guys?
The waiter arrives with the wine.
Waiter: Here we are, gentlemen.
Scott takes the bottle and has a giant swig of it. The waiter can’t believe his eyes.
Scott: Thanks, I feel much better now.
The scene begins to fade as the waiter begins taking the Main Course orders.
A bomb has been dropped.
How will Scott attempt to save his father’s financial and physical safety?
Will Scott’s Dad reveal anymore potentially heart breaking news?
Find out next time.
Fade Out.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 15, 2009 17:03:16 GMT -5
Match 3: Jake Cheng vs. Danny Mainer: Again Credit: Danny Mainer (because FSX is worthless) MATCH BEGINNING: A hand-shake, strangely enough started the procedures for this match with Mainer showing Cheng some respect if at all. With that though, after the initial greeting of respect it turned into a violent all out brawl with Mainer leaping onto Cheng’s and digging nails into his shoulders. Cheng squealed but swiftly and promptly kicked him in the gut and dropped him with a Spinning Wheel Kick. Mainer on the floor, Cheng decided to take the mick by locking in Mainer’s own signature, The Meat Hook wrenching that arm right out of its socket but Mainer with his own expertise in the manoeuvre managed to escape with ease. Cheng signalled a long running lead by nailing a beautiful high-octane leaping dropkick straight from the rope which brought The Psycho Butcher crashing to the floor with a thump. Cheng them demolished him with a 360 Spinning Leg Drop right to the sternum which rocked Mainer’s boat substantially. MATCH MID-SECTION: Disaster struck for The Asian Sensation as a moonsault went awry with Mainer booting Cheng right in the chin; a shot which echoed throughout the arena. Mainer and Cheng were then on the floor with Mainer’s signature Meat Hook and after an epic submission struggle, Cheng escaped the hold and the two had an epic stare down which was brought to a close with a shattering headbutt. Cheng hit The Last Resort which left Mainer seemingly out of it, well out of it enough for a 2-count anyways. As Danny groggily got to his feet he was then kicked in the head like an animal lying practically unconscious on the floor as Cheng hit another Spinning Leg Drop and You Played Yourself. Mainer kicked out and had a seemingly epic victory lined up with a piggy-back submission hold which left Cheng panting and gasping for breath as Danny choked every last ounce of air out of oesophagus. Cheng escaped though by dropping to his knees clocking Danny in the jaw and hitting another Last Resort. MATCH END: Danny wasn’t letting this happen though and evaded the move leading Cheng to roll to his feet behind him. When Cheng tried to turn Danny around and continue his offence he merely ended up getting smashed in the head with The Swinging Cleaver Cleaver! Danny then set up the signature Bladers Sunrise and after a Psycho Holiday attempt failed substantially Danny quick as a flash escaped from the ring looking for a weapon. He robbed a defenceless fan of his chair but in and amongst the crowd he saw Fallen Souls staring him in the face. Danny completely forgetting the match vaulted over the rail and begun to pursue the cocky superstar leading to Cheng standing and staring with a “WTF?” look on his face as the bell rang signalling a count-out victory for The Chinese Phenom. Obviously not the victory he wanted, but a victory nonetheless as his theme music played him out the arena. WINNER: Jake Cheng VIA Count-Out
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 15, 2009 17:04:47 GMT -5
Segment: Oh So Serious. Credit: Steele
The events of last Monday’s Warfare were some that many men will never forget. You had Jay Zero helping in the firing of Alex Richmond. Mainer finally owned up to past claims and put on makeup, a wig and called himself “Darren Rossi”. Scott Andrews’ Dad showed up, and made everyone laugh as he called Mainer a “emo”… pwned. Macho became No. 1 Contender to the International Title. And in one of the most shocking announcements in some time… Jake Cheng announced his retirement for after Ragnarok. But one event that many don’t honestly want to remember is not only the violent beat down by Macho Man RDK on Jake Steele, but the embarrassing and distasteful beat down which followed closely after at the hands of Thunderkiss. Opting to not exactly physically beat down Steele, TK instead forced his hated enemy to eat mounds of - Chocolate Cake. Shoving the chocolatey goodness down the throat of a once cocky and arrogant man, TK did his best to kill the spirit of Steele, and judging by how the show ended, he may have.
As the scene fades in, we’re greeted to the sight of the lovely Charlotte King. She is wearing a beautiful black blouse, which shows off her fit stomach area, and she is wearing ass tight jeans of course for show. She has just the right amount of makeup on and in her hand she has a microphone with a smile on her face. The odd thing about this scene is that instead of standing up in a random interview area, she is sitting down on what looks to be a small sofa, with possibly another sofa close nearby. She crosses her legs and fixes her hair just a tad bit as he looks directly into the camera. Which presumably means that this “interview” is about to get underway.
Charlotte King: Welcome ladies and gentlemen. As you all may have noticed, we aren’t in familiar surroundings tonight. And that is because tonight I am not just engaging in a normal interview. Tonight I have been requested personally for a sit-down interview with a man who has been having quite a bit of troubles lately in ACW. But don’t let that fool you. He is a very accomplished Superstar in the ring, and holds the tied record for most awards won in one night - ironically tied with another man who helms from the Brooklyn area, BK London. Yes, here with me now I have none other than Jake Steele. Jake, I first just want to say welcome.
Steele - Glad to be here.[/color]
Charlotte King: Alright, I’m gonna get right into the questions I have set out for you. Now, last week’s events. You had a number one contenders match with The Macho Man RDK - a match which was made by then Chairman Gingerdude because you had showed heavy interest in reclaiming the International Title from Dan White. The same title that you held for 79 days, which ironically is the same number of days RDK held the title in his first reign. You went into the match with intentions to win and you really brought it to Macho if I do say. But somewhere near the end you had a look in your eye as if you began to doubt yourself. You spent your time when the ref was making his ten count as if he was saying nothing. And then when you had a chance to put Macho away - you walked away from the match entirely. I have to know, what was going on in your mind as you walked away?
Steele - What was goin’ on in my mind?… Dat’s simple Charlotte. I knew dat I made Ginga’ make da match, and I knew dat Macho was a wrap if I would have hit dat last move. But as I was sitting on top of dat rope, I thought about everything I had claimed da year before. How I was da King of ACW. How I was da One Man Revolution. How I was above everyone in and out of ACW. I said dat it didn’t matter what fed you came from, or how skilled you think you may have been. I was gonna take you out. Because I am da One Man Dynasty. You remember that, right?[/color]
Charlotte King: I believe so.
Steele - Exactly. So as I got off of dat rope, I realized dat I am above da International Championship. I am above Dan White and his antics. I am above dat entire division. I don’t need dat title anymore to show just how talented I am. I don’t -want- dat title anymore. I want something bigger. I WANT da World… Heavyweight… Championship. And beating Macho Man in a bout over a minor title wasn’t gonna help my campaign, you dig?[/color]
Charlotte King: Yes, but after the match, Macho Man obviously felt disrespected as he and you began brawling through the entire backstage area, which ultimately led to you being thrown through a stain glass window.
Steele - …Me and Macho ain’t done yet. We far from it. You see da reason I stood on dat stage and waited for him was because I may not want the International Title… but I do want to kill the legacy of Randy Dallas Kanyon. It’s just like Train said, just because you a legend and you done made a name for yourself before don’t mean you can just walk back up in dis fed after two… years and think you in my spot. What Macho doesn’t realize is dat I took his spot. I’m da biggest thing in ACW today, whether people will admit it or not. And Macho doesn’t want to admit dat. Which is why he tried to kill my career with dat forklift, and which is why he put shards of glass in me by throwing me through dat window. Believe me Charlotte, we ain’t done.[/color]
Charlotte King: After that attack by Macho, you, and probably the entire ACW fan base thought your night was over. But in the closing moments of the show, you were taped on camera being brutalized by another man who you have grown to hate in a very short time - Thunderkiss. How did that feel?
When Charlotte mentions the name of Thunderkiss, Steele sits up in his chair and stares at Charlotte. He gets quiet and sniffs the air a bit, flicking his nose as he goes into semi-deep thought. But he doesn’t take forever to answer as he begins to… smirk. Looking directly at Charlotte now.
Steele - Charlotte, do you know how it feels to be humiliated on national TV? To be knocked out not only once, but twice. And both times being at da hands of two men who I can’t fuckin’ stand. Who I want taken out. Who I could get a hit put out on… but I won’t. Because unlike any other two men I have faced off against, both Thunderkiss and Macho Man hold a special place in my heart. In my soul. Because I have dreams, Charlotte… I have dreams of hearin’ dat bell rang, and da only three men in da arena are me, Thunderkiss, and RDK. In dat dream we have dis classic match, one dat would steal da show… and in da end… you wanna know what happens?[/color]
Charlotte King: I would.
Steele - …I win. My hand is held high in da air, and even with no one to see da match, I still hear my name bein’ yelled out. “Steele… Steele… Steele…”
I had dat exact same dream every night for da past two weeks. Until last Monday. See last Monday dat dream changed drastically. Thunderkiss changed it. I don’t want to just win anymore. I want to humiliate him, and I want to take something of his dat I could never get back. I want to -[/color]
In the middle of his revelation, he is interrupted by a female in a nurses outfit. She holds her hands on her hips and laughs, standing directly next to Steele, who looks up at her and sees that it is indeed Nurse JOYTOY. Yes - TK’s main squeeze. Steele’s face turns from calm, but emotional quickly to that of angry and annoyed. He decides to sit in his chair and at first listen to what she has to say. But… before she can even get a word out, Steele’s eyes begin to boil over with rage and he hops up from his seat, grabbing her by the hair, covering her mouth as he does. She tries to yell and fight back, but in an instant Steele clothesline her to the next fucking dimension. Charlotte gasps and scoots back in her seat, shocked by the display of domestic violence. But the look in the eyes of the Brooklyn boy shows that he is so far from done. He grabs the body of JOYTOY and throws her over his shoulder and looks back at Charlotte.
Steele - Tell Thunderkiss to meet me in da ring. Now![/color]
Charlotte shoots up from her chair and runs to wherever Thunderkiss may be. Steele looks at her run and smiles, slapping the ass of JOYTOY as he begins to make his way out to the ring.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 15, 2009 17:07:07 GMT -5
Segment: Money speaks louder than words Credit: Josh Robertson The scene opens up at the suburbs of the west side of ACW island. As we finish looking around at the neighbourhood full of generously sized houses our attention is caught as a 1981 white Ford Granada turns into the street. With black smoke making it's way out of the exhaust and a crackling sound coming out from the engine it doesn't look to be in the best of shape. The car pulls up to beside the sidewalk where it stops and the sound of the handbrake being dragged down can be heard. The doors on the driver and passenger side both open as two men get out, these two men are none other than Josh Robertson and Bill Wright. Robertson takes a look around at the surroundings before following Wright up the pathway and towards the generously sized house standing in front of them. Josh Robertson: She must of been on a pretty nice pay deal when she was in ACW. Just to look pretty too.Bill Wright: Good job we're in ACW to get of the posers and not model then, isn't it? The pair reach the front door. Wright rings the bell as Robertson has a little snoop around, including checking behind him to make sure Mr. Cheng won't be jumping out of the bushes anytime soon. The pair wait for a few moments but there isn't any sign of life. Wright again rings the bell, this time holding it for several seconds. Suddenly we can hear a muffled "I'm coming!" escape from the house. Finally, the door slowly opens to reveal a brown-haired woman wearing a pair of blue jeans and a white blouse standing behind it. The Woman: Hi, can I help you?Bill Wright: Sorry for intruding miss, but are you one Kirsten Carter?The Woman: ...um yes, why?Bill Wright: The ex-girlfriend of ACW superstar of Jake Cheng?The look of terror begins to slowly dawn on Kirsten as she wanders why these strange men are asking her these questions. Kirsten Carter: Yes, but I don't know what that has to do with anything-Bill Wright:*interrupting* Would you mind letting us inside for a moment? There's something we need to talk about-Kirsten Carter: Sorry, but n-Bill Wright:*interrupting* Miss, it is highly important you allow us to discuss the matter with you-As Wright finishes speaking Carter immediately panics and grabs a hold of the door and pulls it towards her, trying to slam it shut. However, Wright managed to react quick enough and get a foot in the way to stop her. Kirsten Carter: Who the hell are you?! I'll call the police!Josh Robertson:*whispering* Look Bill-Bill Wright:*interrupting* Miss, here's the deal. Mr. Cheng has announced that he is retiring from ACW at Ragnarok-Kirsten Carter: ...Jake's retiring...for good?Wright scowls slightly before continuing.
Bill Wright: Yes, that's what I said. Now the reason that we're here is Jake is refusing to face Josh here in his final match, despite there being unfinished business between the two. What we need you to do is tell Jake that he should- no that he HAS to face Josh at Ragnarok.Kirsten Carter: Sorry to break it to you but Jake and I have been over for months. We haven't spoken in ages; he won't listen to anything I have to say now. Bill Wright: Miss, that's not true and you know it! Jake still isn't over you and whatever you say is going to influence his decision. Kirsten Carter: Still, I don't know who you guys are and it's up to Jake to make his mind up not me. Carter tries to turn away but Wright leans forward and reaches into his pocket at the same time, pulling out his wallet. Bill Wright: Look Kirsten...we can make it worth your while if you know what I mean. It’s not a bad day's work just to tell an ex something, is it?Carter contemplates it as Wright continues to persist. Robertson doesn't seem too happy at Wright being willing to bribe someone. Kirsten Carter: ...fine, I guess a little bit on the side to pay towards the mortgage isn't too bad. Bill Wright: That's more like it! Well, we better be off now if we're going to make it back to the arena before the show starts. Wright smiles wryly as the seemingly ever growing group heads back to Wright's copped out Granada. As the Granada splutters out some nice black fumes the scene slowly closes out.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 15, 2009 17:08:00 GMT -5
Segment: Violent Pornography...Fun for Kids! (Credit: Thunderkiss/FSX -- DOUBLE PENETRATION)
Some things were never meant to be seen on TV, likely for reasons of vulgarity or truly irrational action. These kind of occurrences usually imply complete insanity, and a lack of stability amongst those that thought it wise to air such propaganda. These things would likely go over quite well if it were a few years prior to today, but in this modern society their are rules. Standards. Hell, one might even go as far to say pure censorship...This won't stop some people from trying, however. Like a certain group in particular that has come to be known for such wild and zany actions. They go by the name of Double Penetration, consisting of two people that may very well be better placed in an Asylum of some kind. Their non-sequital humor has caused uproar in the past, likely why their trip to Germany one week ago was pulled from the air....Or so we thought. The following was deemed too risque for ACW Television, and has been confirmed as nothing more then Pornography by the FCC. In reaction to this, the following footage has been edited to be friendly to family audiences of Alpha Championship Wrestling. Please enjoy this wholesome entertainment.
Can such work be bastardized? Can a team that literally names themselves after Penetration be de-sexualized? Management seems to think so, and that may very well be why the scene begins in the streets of Germany. Both men seem choppy as it is well they stand their talking to one another, no notable explanation given as to just how they got to such a location due to the cutting of the video. At this time it appears that Thunderkiss has already lost his shirt at some point during the adventure, and may well be soon losing his pants if things persist the way they seem, his hands placed at the waist. Fallen, on the other hand, seems awestruck by disgust over something at the moment, on the brink of tears.
FSX: Seriously...seriously buddy. I've always thought of myself as someone with a strong stomach, but did you have to violate nature by doing what you did back there? I mean....seriously. It was a fucking duckling, man....That's like Pedophile Bestiality!
Thunderkiss: Hey, it wasn't my fault! The guy at the store said they made for great condoms, so how could I say no? Besides, it was like reliving Duck Hunt! Except..you know..with a different gun.
Winching as the image flashes before his eyes once more, Fallen would try his best to just erase the thought from his mind, turning away from his tag partner as Thunderkiss slowly lifted up a squirming bag in front of him, grinning from ear to ear.
Thunderkiss: You wanna try too?!
FSX: Oh god...seriously! I don't think the guy meant for them to be alive, man! That's just terrible! ...What are you doing...?
As Kiss would give a wink to Fallen for a moment, the Korean veteran would use the better of his senses to turn around and start sprinting off in the opposite direction, not about to get involved in whatever sick madness that TK might have in mind. As this would gradually turn into a chase, some over-sexualized obscenities being bleeped out in the process, the scene would suddenly flash away and morph into something completely different, Fallen coming to a stop as he was now in a dirty looking motel, pale and sickly as TK would grin from ear to ear.
FSX: So then, can we actually leave this fucking place already?! Seriously, I don't care if it's some kind of licensed event or not, but there shouldn't be such a thing as twenty girls trying to make their way inside an ass.
Thunderkiss: But we're the famous oversea judges! They said we'd get to penetrate the ass afterward! DOUBLE PENETRATE IT!
FSX: This place is doing bad, bad things to you.
Staring to his presumed partner as a certain darkness would glimmer in his eyes it was quite obvious that Fallen was rather upset at this point, staring to his partner in sheer disgust as Kiss appears to grow more serious himself after a few moments. There was a deep tension as they glared to one another for the time being, no clear way of knowing which man would break first. Their expressions so sinister, and full of hate...was this the end of DP?! Of course not, this took place weeks ago. As the scene would suddenly cut out once more it further proved this was anything but the end, Fallen and Kiss now embracing in a hug as they seemed rather happy, despite the horrific violence and dazed strippers in the background. It was quite the sight, and they only had one person to thank for it...But who?
Thunderkiss: We'll never forget you...and the things you've done for us here today. You've truly brought us back from the brink, and allowed us to understand each other as Partners...no...as friends here today. We owe you an eternal debt.
FSX: Yeah, you really saved us back there. Now we are serious and upstanding individuals. You brought us to this point, sir. Thank you so much...
Serious Thunderkiss? Serious Fallen Souls? That can't possibly be a popular decision, can it?! What could possibly happen as a result to this maddening twist? Will horror occur? Undoubtedly this is why the apocalypse was taking place in the background! But as the camera pans over, there is no surprise as to who has caused this terrible madness. Only one man has that kind of power..that's right...PEE WEE HERMAN!!!!!...Well, Paul Reubens, but the man is in character!
Paul Reubens: Heh heh! Anytime, guys! Now if you'll excuse me, I gotta get back to yanking my toy soldier!
Thunderkiss: May your orgasm last forever, Mr. Reubens.
As the renegade hero of this bizarre and unlikely trip turned, intent on returning to the theatre of Violent Pornography the three were standing outside of, he would pause a brief moment. Gazing back over his shoulder, he looked to them seriously for a moment...before turning back to them with a giant grin on his face, well thrusting his hips toward them.
Paul Reubens: Just remember what I always say, kids...CUM ON IN...Let's hit some pussy...IT'S A CRAZY MESSED UP PLACE WHERE ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN!
As Double Penetration would gaze to one another in a general confusion of what the hell was going on, one thing was for sure...they had no choice but to join in song! There adventure was coming to a close, and it was one they could never possibly forget! Yes, truly a beautiful journey that overcame any low expectations of it, and showed humanity in it's deepest form.
Though it is odd these were the only parts that could be shown...don't you wish you knew the full story now?
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 15, 2009 17:08:16 GMT -5
Segment: Two heads are better than one Credit: Josh Robertson, Jake Cheng As Danny Mainer exits the ring and heads to the backstage area via the entrance ramp, Jake Cheng is left standing in the centre of the ring. He too, seems to be following in the direction of Mainer as he heads towards the near ropes, however before he can his attention is caught by a video suddenly appearing on the alphatron. Cheng looks up at the alphatron to see his "rivals" Josh Robertson and Bill Wright standing there. Cheng seems unsure how to react as Robertson begins to clap as he speaks. Josh Robertson: Well, well, that was a good match, wasn't it? I must say though Jake, you had me worried there for a moment or two - it looked like you were down for the count!Jake Cheng: What do you want, Robertson? I have things to do and they don't include listening to your whiney ass voice for any longer than I have to. Josh Robertson: Straight to the point as always I see Jake. Well, it's not really about what I want, no it's more about what you want. And we think we know what you want, Jake.Jake Cheng: For you to shut the hell up? Josh Robertson: Always the funny man aren't we, Jake? No, we think you want something much different to that. We think you're missing something in your life...someone in your life.Jake Cheng: I didn't know you two were qualified psychiatrists. Josh Robertson: Ok, enough of these "games", Jake. We have someone here that we think you would like to meet. Well, I say meet, more like get re-acquainted with since she's someone you used to know very well. Let's not keep Jake waiting any further, eh?Robertson smirks slightly as he finishes his speech. The camera pans towards the left side, away from Robertson. It shows a woman standing beside him with brown hair. Josh Robertson: Jake, say hello to Kirsten.The camera focuses in on the brunette haired girl known to Josh Robertson as Kirsten. "Kirsten": Oh my god, Jake! Who are these jackasses?! They just turned up at my home and forced me to come with them!Cheng merely stays silent as "Kirsten" waits for an answer from him. "Kirsten": Baby, please accept their damn match and kick their asses in the ring."Kirsten" looks terrified as the camera switches to focus on Cheng. Strangely Cheng bursts out laughing. I know Cheng started talking to posters but daaaamn. Jake Cheng: Alright, I’ve seen enough. Josh Robertson: Yeah? So you going to give me my match?Jake Cheng: What? Hell no. You didn’t even do it right. Josh Robertson: What? How do I do it right?Jake Cheng: I would start by getting the real Kirsten, not this fake whore. Robertson turns to Wright as Cheng continues to speak. Jake Cheng: Wait….you didn’t know? And the plot thickens. Good night guys. As chaos is about to ensue Cheng wisely ducks out of the ring and heads up the ramp and towards the backstage area. The camera slowly fades out...for now that is.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 15, 2009 17:08:45 GMT -5
“Thou Shall Not Covet Thy Neighbors Wife” Credit: Jake Steele, Macho Man RDK & Thunderkiss [No one has ever accused Meltdown of not living up to its name. On more than one occasion the show has been laced with volatile moments that have stood the test of time and tonight another one shall be added to the list. Every head is turned toward the entranceway in bewilderment as Jake Steele struts his way down the stage set with someone draped around his shoulder like a duffle bag. A closer look on the big screen reveals that it’s none other than TK’s girl, Joytoy, who is bounded and gagged with duct tape and rope. It is almost as if Steele has taken a page right out TK’s play book. One has to wonder just how Thunderkiss will react to this for it is unprecedented to say the least. As Steele takes command of the microphone, we will not have to wait long for our answer.] Steele - Aye Thunderbitch! I think you lost somethin' nigga![/color] [It doesn’t take long for Thunderkiss to visit Steele’s lost and found. No music, no antics, just a straight hustle to the ring. His determination to save Joytoy from her kidnapper is the only concern in the world he has right now and though it is a noble thought, it preoccupies to the point where he blocks out everything else happening around him. Big mistake.] ~!~WHAM~!~ [From behind Thunder Train has a clear shot at his head and one thrust with a lead pipe later, TK is now as helpless as his girlfriend. Thunder Train is thanked for his part in this ambush with a high five and he gladly accepts it before exiting the ringside area. Remembering his hijacking on Monday, Jake Steele has no problems whatsoever returning the favor. With some effort he carries Thunderkiss down to the ring where he places him in the corner for a front row seat. This is going to be a show he won’t want to miss and Jake plans to keep him in his seat.] Steele - Sit in dis corner, you fuckin' dunce![/color] ~!~CLICK~!~ “Fast” Eddie Edison: He’s got Thunderkiss in handcuffs Max! IN HANDCUFFS! Maxwell McNally: Well, TK in handcuffs I knew would happen sooner than later but this is not how I envisioned it! Steele - Wake up and look at me when I'm talkin' to you pussy![/color] [Steele slaps Thunderkiss across the face and that is all it takes the awaken the sleeping giant. The instant Jake comes into focus Thunderkiss strikes out of the corner like a cobra but the handcuffs send him back down twice as fast. Seeing himself bound and helpless Thunderkiss’ lashes out at Steele like a wounded animal.] Thunderkiss: You son of a bitch....[Jake Steele makes love to this moment for there has been none like it and most likely will never be repeated again. In his very hands is something precious that belongs to Thunderkiss and he wants to make damn sure that the Worldbreaker knows he has it and can’t do a damn thing to try to take it back. To accomplish this, he leans into Joytoy and gives her a long and tender kiss right on her unwilling lips. He succeeds tenfold.] Thunderkiss *screaming*: BROTHER, YOU ARE DEAD! DO YOU HEAR ME?! DEAD! [Thunderkiss pulls on his handcuffs but is unable to break them no matter how hard he tries. The metal digs into his skin though it causes him no displeasure. With his heart pumping out of control the adrenaline has taken over he feels no pain. Though many in attendance feel sorry for him, others feel this turn of events is more than justified. It was almost two years ago that something of this nature transpired within an ACW ring and it was Thunderkiss who was both the instigator and aggressor. Backstage, XS3 is smiling.] Steele - Mmm, her lips taste like shrimp fried rice. I bet she liked dat too, TK. It's been a minute since she's kissed a REAL man.[/color] Thunderkiss: Let her go, Steele. It’s ME you want. Come on, HIT ME YOU FUCKING COWARD!Steele - Oh, I have all night to get to you, sucka! Until then though, I'mma enjoy dis here... appetizer...[/color] [Jake’s eyes fall down onto Joytoy’s heaving chest as it if were calling to him to touch it. Not wanting to disappoint it, Steele raises his right hand in the air and hovers it above her. Thunderkiss responds by flailing like a fish out of water doing anything to break free. The crowd takes one large gasp inwards as Steele’s hand is now inches away from her flesh, and then - ] Maxwell McNally: It looks like we are in store for a MACHO INTERVENTION, EDDIE! [Macho runs down to the ring and hesitates not an instant in beating Jake Steele to an inch of his life! Sliding underneath the bottom rope, Macho has leverage on him immediately and uses it to take Steele down onto his back. This in turn causes Steele to drop Joytoy and she falls to the canvas out of harms way. Thunderkiss watches on with mixed feelings as one rival takes out another. He is appreciative for this turn of events but would dare not show it. On the flip side, Jake Steele is incensed he has been robbed of his revenge. Though he is partly to blame for this since he sent Train away early, he’d never blame himself for his own mistakes. Avoiding serious injury by kneeing Macho in the groin long enough to escape, Steele rolls out of the ring and backtracks to the RSX3 locker room with some choice words for the Macho Man.] Steele - You next, Macho! You gonna be teachin' kidna'gartners again when I'm done with you, sucka![/color] Macho Man: You couldn't lace the Macho's boots, brudah! That's comin' from the next International Champion! OoOoOoO YEAHHH!!![/color] [Back in the ring, RDK turns all his attention toward Thunderkiss who looks like a giant worm dangling on a great big hook right now. A smile a mile wide, Macho can’t help but let out a chuckle much to the chagrin of the Worldbreaker. ] Thunderkiss: Randy! Randy get me loose brother. Macho Man: I don’t think so Kiss. That’s a nice look for you, very fitting. Thunderkiss: Don’t think I’m going to forget about this, Randy. Macho Man: Brudah, I’m counting on just that.[Like a needle Macho’s words draw ire from TK’s body. The puddle of blood near his feet continues to grow by the second as more of his veins are exposed by continuous angry, rigorous pulling. One would think he would have learned his lesson by now but an upset Thunderkiss is not a rational person. Forced to watch RDK walk away to a chorus of cheers his once noble actions are replaced with more selfish ones. In fact, the moment he is broken free from the handcuffs by the ring crew, he completely ignores his bound and gagged lover on the mat and rampages backstage after towards something he deems much more important. Such is the life of a Thunderkiss’ girlfriend.] Joytoy: Trust me, you get used to it.[FADE]
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 15, 2009 17:09:15 GMT -5
Segment: Fighting Talk (Credit: Dan White)
We're just moments away from a match of true PPV standards. Dan White vs. The Macho Man RDK. Two men with an awful lot of history between them. From the World Title feud back in autumn 2005, to the Hell in a Cell matches that have occurred between the two, at Spring Into Hell 2006 and the recent one at Winter's Discontent. And this time, with the International Title on the line, it's surely going to be a heated encounter.
The segment opens with Charlotte King, wearing an extravagant dark green dress, standing with the microphone. And there's a large pop, and as you can guess by reading the credit part at the top of this segment, the man standing next to him is Dan White. He's topless, with his trademark black jeans on, and the International Title on his shoulder, ready for action, as we anticipate what he plans to say. Actually I don't anticipate, because I'm writing the bloody segment so I know what's going to be said.
Charlotte: I'm here with the International Champion, “The Welsh Dragon” Dan White. Now Dan, we're just moments away from what will be an explosive match. Two men who will battle it out for that belt on your chest. Dan, I guess the first thing to ask is what your thoughts are for this match?
Dan: Interviews are fairly mundane, aren't they? I mean clearly the only thing that's keeping them fans watching this is you in that fabulous dress. What are you doing? You got a date later or something?
Charlotte smirks at Dan.
Charlotte: Actually, I do. But I couldn't get the day off so I'm going to rush off as soon as the show finishes.
Dan: It would suck if you got coffee over you before you got there or something like that.
Charlotte's smirk turns to a scowl.
Charlotte: Yes, Dan, it would. But we're not here to talk about my dress. Can you answer the question?
Dan smiles.
Dan: All right then, do you want to know what I think about this match? I think it's going to be a brilliant match. You've got two men with a lot of history together going one on one for the first time in 2 and a half years. Slap a title on that and you've got yourself a Pay Per View man event. And it's the reason why once again, Chairman Gingerdude and his little bumboy Craig have completely fucked things up. Dan White vs. Macho Man RDK. Dan White vs. Jake Steele. Either of those matches would sell, but instead, he chooses to put this on free TV. Now I'm not saying these people don't deserve to see anything like this for free, but it just shows what an idiot the pair of them are!
Charlotte: That may be true, but Gingerdude is paying your wages. And if you don't like it, you can always leave here.
Dan takes a little chuckle to himself.
Dan: Charlotte, you know you wouldn't know what to do if I left this place.
Charlotte rolls her eyes
Dan: But I'm here because I love these fans, and I'm fighting for them. I don't need to prove to anyone else my talents or my ability, I've done that before. All I want to do is get to the top. Here. I've done some stupid things like walk away from this company, but I'm back to prove my loyalty to the place. Even if it's run by a bunch of morons.
Charlotte: And I guess I have to bring this up, but what about your current dealings with XS3? I mean you walked out on him last Monday night, which was hardly the most honourable thing to do.
Dan laughs again.
Dan: So many people have asked me this. “Why did you walk out on XS3?” “Do you have no respect?” Blah de fucking blah. I did it because I had to prove a point about how I think I'm being treated unfairly and in the wrong manner. And thankfully, I managed to make some heads turn. So what does this prove for the future? Well for me, I'll probably be stripped of my title, demoted to Fallout, and stuff like that.
Charlotte: That's providing you win tonight, of course.
Dan smirks again.
Dan: True, but I don't think there's much doubt in that, is there?
He taps his belt, points beyond Charlotte, and begins to walk, leaving Charlotte and her green dress. The match is up shortly.
Fade out.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 15, 2009 17:10:03 GMT -5
Match 4: Dan White vs. The Macho Man RDK - International Title (Credit: RDK) As we return from commercial break, we are greeted by Eddy Edison and Maxwell McNally at the announcer's table...Edison: Well McNally, it looks like it's time for tonight's big championship match!McNally: Wow, already? I've been looking forward to this thing all night! Edison: With a title on the line, things tend to get DANGGERRROUSS, Maxwell! These two competitors have a lengthy history between eachother...and it ain't pretty!McNally: And in that history they've competed for the world championship a number of times! Tonight however, is an entirely different title...the International title!Edison: A title that Macho Man has held on four different occasions throughout his illustrious career!”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.Philip: The following contest is scheduled for one fal and it is for the A-C-W INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, from Cardiff, Wales...he is the current ACW International Champion...."Welsh Dragon" Dan White!!! Dan's International Championship gleams in the light as it sits around his chiseled waist. The crowd is still very behind their International Champion since his huge win at Winter Discontent, and tonight they expect him to show that same drive he had only a few short weeks ago. Dan makes it into the ring and shows off his championship to the fans, waiting for the Macho Man to enter..."Macho Man" hits the P.A system...OoOoOoOoOoOoOoH YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!Philip: And his opponent...weighing in at 270lbs....from Yellowknife, NT.... "Macho Man" R-D-K!!!!!The crowd is on their feet at the sound of RDK's theme music hitting the arena. Randy Kanyon steps out on stage, the crowd chanting his name. He has been on fire since his return, quickly establishing he is still one of the top talents in the ACW today. Dan White looks on with disgust, not exactly being one of RDK's biggest fans. It isn't long before Macho Man is in the ring and the referee is holding up the championship title for all the fans in the arena to see. The match starts as soon as the bell rings.Bell Rings. As RDK and Dan pace the ring, they can both feel a wave of sound battering their own backs; the fans who are in some doubt of who they support in this confrontation, and already chants of “RDK! RDK!” and "Welsh Dragon" are surging across the arena. The gap between the two dissolves and suddenly things are underway; Dan and RDK throw out huge forearm blows at one another, each extremely aware of how critical the early advantage could be in this match. RDK has perhaps the greater opening fire, and he delivers a slightly lucky shot that puts Dan off balance. Without pausing, RDK stays well to the middle of the ring, and whips Dan to the ropes – Dan rebounds into RDK's Samoan Drop that makes the fans cheer loudly. Edison: A Samoan Drop! A very powerful manuever in the Macho Man's arsenal, McNally!McNally: Hardly enough to consider putting away the ACW's International Champion, though! RDK glances over at the belt for a second, and then continues to work over Dan, harrying him all the way back to his feet and then taking him straight off of them again with a vertical suplex. This time, Dan is slower getting back up, and RDK can see that he’s making a little progress; he whips Dan to the ropes again, but Dan ducks his clothesline attempt and halts himself at the ropes. Some Welsh Dragon fans shout and jeer, and RDK hesitates – but only for a second. Realizing that he can’t allow a few fans to hold him back, he marches over and engages Dan on the ropes. RDK succeeds in suplexing Dan back into the centre of the ring. He delivers an elbow drop to Dan’s chest, and then scoops up his opponent for a piledriver. The fans wince a little, and Dan looks badly dazed as RDK gets up. He’s got the upper hand at the moment, but as we all know, that does not necessarily indicate victory. Since Dan is on the ground, RDK realizes that there’s nothing to stop him from latching on the Macho Facelock, and so he adjusts his grip accordingly while Dan is still on the ground. Dan gags and thrashes, but only for a second; he forces himself to be calm, and his second attempt to free himself is co-ordinated and determined. RDK tries to hang on, but Dan’s will is greater at this moment in time, and he breaks free, getting to his feet, swinging around at once and landing a roundhouse kick to the side that makes RDK stagger a few steps. Dan follows though with a rake of the eyes, and RDK cries out in pain, blinded for a few seconds. This gives Dan a chance to use his Dragon Screw, which is itself a perfect setup for his trademark maneuver "The Welsh Dragon"; he goes to the top of the post, and performs the move with polish and finesse that the crowd recognizes with a pop. McNally: A perfect corkscrew moonsault by the champion!With a bit of confidence emanating from the ACW's International Champion, Dan makes a one handed pin, 1….2… - RDK slaps his arm away as he kicks, and Dan's disposition darkens as RDK gets up, and starts to pound his chest, appealing to the crowd for their voices. Edison: Macho is taking control, McNally! You know what that means!Dan does know what THAT means; realizing he’s got to stop RDK from getting into a “fully machoed” state, he charges and spears him back into the corner. Dan gets up and stomps furiously, trying to physically and mentally crush RDK’s spirit; but RDK won’t be defeated that easily, and he uses the ropes to pull himself up, climbing the turnbuckles and forcing Dan to follow him. Poised on the top of the post, the fans can see how risky the position is; the two grapple, and just as it looks like Dan’s going to get a Superplex, RDK counters into ANOTHER Samoan Drop… which takes both of them backward and sends them crashing to the outside. The crowd screams, and for a few seconds nothing moves, the sound in the arena dying away ominously… Edison: OH MY LORDDDD! DANGERRRROUUUS!McNally: This match cannot end on the outside! We need to see a clear cut winner here!The two men lay motionless on the outside mat. The audience cheers for both of them to get up, highly impressed by the show of skill displayed by both competitors. Both men get up, and Dan quickly charges in for a kick. RDK grabs his foot, and he sees Dan already preparing for another roundhouse kick. RDK ducks the move, then lifts up Dan by his leg and hits him with a rather unique backdrop, sending the International Champion back into the ring through the ropes. Macho rolls in and locks in a Texas Clover Leaf, making sure that he’s far away from the ropes. Dan cringes in pain, but he is somehow able to escape the move by making it to the ropes. He gets to his feet and quickly hits RDK in the gut, then without hesitation hits a swinging neckbreaker! He goes for the pin and is shocked to see RDK kick out at 2! McNally: What will the champ have to do in order to put Macho away?Dan walks over to the corner, getting ready to hit a spear. RDK has been hit with more than one spear before, so he is completely aware of its presence. He gets to his feet as Dan charges at him. RDK moves out of the way, but catches Dan at the last minute, flips him around, and hits him with a Jabroni Buster! The crowd cheer as RDK covers, but to no avail as Dan kicks out at 2 and a half. RDK cannot come up with anything to keep Dan down, but he’s fully determined to win the match. Edison: Another close call! These two competitors know eachother's styles all too well to be so easily defeated!RDK gets up and waits for Dan to follow. Once Dan is on his feet, RDK rushes in for a superkick, only to get his foot grabbed midair. Dan moves RDK’s foot up, attempting to throw him on the ground, but RDK does an unorthodox maneuver and hits Dan in the stomach with a spinning wheel kick. Dan quickly recovers, only to get hit with a THIRD Samoan drop. RDK covers, only to have Dan kick out again at 2.5. RDK gets a little frustrated, but he is able to cool down and think a way through Dan’s tough exterior. As Dan rises again, RDK goes all out and sets him up for the Macho Slam. Dan is too quick, however, and he is able to rake RDK’s eyes and fall back to earth. He runs at and rebounds off the ropes and quickly hits with a spear. He doesn’t waste time in covering RDK, instead, he picks him up again and lifts him up for the Stunt Bomb. RDK elbows him midair, forcing Dan to drop the two of them. Dazed, Dan fails to notice RDK quickly reach for him, lift him up, and hit him with the Macho Slam! McNally: This is it, Edison! 1 .... . . . . ...... . ... 2 ... .. ...
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THE WELSH DRAGON KICKS OUT! Edison: UNBELIEVABLE!!!!McNally: WELSH DRAGON! WELSH DRAGON!The referee hurries over to see if either man is in any state to continue the match. Slowly, and thankfully, they both rise to their feet, and neither Dan nor RDK is prepared to give in to their opponent. They start to trade blows, but it’s a little slower now, and the toll that the match is extracting from them both is becoming clearer by the second. RDK makes a push to try and take Dan out of the equation completely; he punches him in the temple, and then hits a face-first DDT. The crowd applauds, but for once RDK’s concentration is such that it’s just like background noise; he whips Dan to the outside toward the announce desk, and the announcers get a fright as Dan sprawls before them! He doesn't land on it, but his face smacks hard...
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 15, 2009 17:10:39 GMT -5
McNally: Get out of here! We got a match to call!RDK slides out and then runs forward as Dan scrabbles, trying to get clear; but Dan gets his foot to the floor, and the pair collide roughly. RDK stumbles backward, and with a vicious glint in his eye Dan throws himself forward, driving RDK's shoulder – first against the ring post. This time RDK cries out audibly, and the fans cry out too; he clutches his arm, and Dan hurriedly bundles RDK into the ring and hits the Stunt Bomb. 1 .... . . . . ...... . ... 2 ... .. ...
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KICKOUT, by the MACHO MAN!! McNally: The Champ must be as confused as we are! How could RDK kick out of the STUNT BOMB!?The crowd is screaming at the excitement of this matchup. Nevertheless, Dan pulls RDK up once more and signals for another Stunt Bomb. The crowd is on its feet, now; they roar for RDK to respond, and as Dan prepares for his maneuver again, RDK’s muscles tense... ...but much to his surprise, Dan drops RDK and heads over to the apron. The camera pans over and finds Dan pointing threateningly at XS3, who is at ringside to clap on Dan. XS3 gets a tongue lashing and tries to state his intentions... but suddenly, XS3 gets a big grin on his face and brings his arm up to wave goodbye to a confused Dan. The crowd is going insane all the while and Dan turns around to find RDK waiting for him. With no time to react, Dan is lifted up and harshly driven into the canvas with the Macho Slam. The fans let out a collective pop as RDK hooks Dan's leg and gets the... 1... 2...3!!!!Bell rings. Phillip: HERE IS YOUR WINNER... AND NEEEEEEW ACW INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION, THE MACHO MAN... RRRRRDDDDDDKKKKKK!!!!!!!! OoOoOoOoOoOoOoH YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!RDK immediately pops up from the pin and looks on at his adoring Machomaniacs. For the fifth time in his decorated career, RDK is handed the International title by the referee and he jubiously raises it over his head to a massive pop from the fans. XS3 applauds his fellow Canadian from the outside as RDK ascends the turnbuckles and raises his title for every cheering fan to see.Edison: Ladies and gentlemen, you are witnessing history in the making! For the fifth time, Macho Man is the new ACW International Champion!McNally: Dan took his eye off of RDK for one second because of XS3 and he paid the price for it. A new International champion, wow!RDK has already taken command of all four corners and he begins to exit the ring with the International title in tow. He approaches XS3 on the outside and XS3 extends his hand, which RDK accepts.XS3: Now you're a man I can respect. Congratulations.RDK smiles.RDK: Thanks a lot, Brud.RDK begins making his way up the ramp and once he stops at the stage, he raises his title aloft one more time to a very positive reaction before heading behind the curtain...
...but the story does not end here. Dan remains in the ring, out cold from the Macho Slam, and XS3 has already entered with a microphone in hand. He mockingly waves a hand in front of Dan's face before guiding the mic to his mouth.XS3: Hey there, Danny boy. You still able to hear me? You better listen up. I told you time and time again that you had my word, trust and respect. I would've gladly shaken your hand and told you you'd be a great champion. What balls you have to abandon me when I needed your help the most. I've put up with your shit for too long, Dan. I see through your facade. You aren't anyone's hero, you ain't a god. You're a joke, Dan. All you'll ever be is a washed-up scrub, urinating not only on the back of his rivals but on the face of the fans. They can cheer you all they want but you're still going to be yesterday's trash. Take it from someone who knows. Face it Dan, you've had your chance to shine but now your fifteen minutes are coming to an end.XS3 pauses to look up and listen to the mixed reaction the crowd is giving him before bending over and leaning into Dan's face.XS3: And that's not destiny... That's not fate... That isn't even the right touch... That's just... the way it is.XS3 chuckles softly before tossing the mic down next to Dan, causing a hissing sound to be made. XS3 then leaves the ring and walks backwards up the ramp. As he approaches the stage, he sees Dan slowly making his way up. Dan has probably one of the most foulest glares on his face as he begins shouting for XS3 to return. XS3 just smirks and walks to the back. However, Dan leaves the ring and heads up to find XS3 and get some revenge.
Fade.(OOC: Credit for ending and post-match goes to XS3)
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