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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 19, 2009 17:21:57 GMT -5
Segment: What the F- (Credit: RSXZ)
Returning from commercial break, the backstage area of the ACW Arena is nearly as livid as is the ringside area. The locker-room of the newly renovated group now named "RSXZ" is where we find this scene taking place. Dissappointment fills the void in the air and we see Thunder Train sitting down on a steel chair, sulking with his arms rested down on his knees. To the side with his back resting against the wall and his face buried within his arms as he holds his head, masking his shame is XS3. Behind the two stands Jake Steele leaning forward on the back of the couch looking down trying not to start anything... But in front of them all stands Jay Zero. Looking enraged, he slowly paces in front of the men with his World Title resting over his shoulder. He wipes his hand over his mouth, and finally the silence is broken.
Zero: This is bullshit.
He shakes his head, not knowing exactly what to say.
XS3: ...hmmph.
Zero: Who the hell does he think he is? Putting me against RDK?! What makes him qualified to step into the ring with me? He hasn't earned himself a World Title shot! Hell, he only won the friggin' International Title because of you, X!
Steele - ...and he only got dat far cause I walked out on da numba one contenders match.[/color]
XS3: ...mmhmm.
Thunder Train: Bastards.....
Suddenly, Zero takes his mind off of RDK and defending his World Title, and now gets onto the subject of the loss of the tag team titles from the group.
Zero: But y'know what, who cares about that when you got THESE TWO screwing shit up! Oh what? Is that all you got to say X? "Mhm?" So what is it X, you didn't think that costing Dan the International Title was going to come back to bite you in the ass X? Hm? You think you'd get off free! Well great! You friggin' cost us the World Tag Team Titles!
Thunder Train: US?! Hey man, you didn't lose anything!
Zero: Oh-oh, so now you have something to say?! Well Thunder Train let me ask you a question, if you're so big and bad, then why the hell did you just let TWO NO NAME IDIOTS COST YOU A MATCH AGAINST TWO BIGGER IDIOTS?! Huh? What do you got to say to that? Hm? After you and XS3 just lost those tag titles to Double Penetration nonetheless, I want to know - what's running through your head right now! Tell me! Please!
Train lifts his head up, looking at Zero. With a completely serious face he says.
Thunder Train: I could REALLY go for something to eat right about now.
Steele - Heh.[/color]
Zero: Oh! Nice! REAL NICE! Worthless piece of--
As he begins to explode, XS3 counter-reacts with a mood that hasn't been seen in a while.
XS3: OH SHUT UP! FOR FUCK'S SAKES JAY SHUT UP AND THROW US A BONE!
Thunder Train *Butting in*: Throw ME some damn chicken wings.
XS3: You want to sit here and bitch at US? After WE saved you from being fed to Senator Steve and the Capitalists? Didn't you say we're better than the Senatorial Stable or rather what remains of it? Well, good fucking start Mr. Champ! I'd rather be taking orders from a monkey with a pencil in his mouth!
Zero turns his head away, looking at the wall.
Steele - dis nigga... Yo man, dey right. I mean dey got robbed. You know dat, and I know dat. But dey can win em back! You need to chill brah.[/color]
Zero takes a deep breath and nods his head. He closes his head and faces his head towards the ground. After licking his lips after a few moments of silence, he looks back up at XS3, some-what apologetic.
Zero: Alright - sorry. I just... just got caught up with all of this shit. I didn't mean that. Now I may not be some monkey with a pencil in his mouth, whatever the fuck that means, but I do know you two got robbed, and yeah, I know that The Royles have stuck their noses into the wrong business here - but Craig Lewis. He's got it out for us. He thinks we're nothing but no-good, reckless trouble-makers and he's out to try and take us down! I mean look, he caught you guys off guard by making that match tonight! That's one down and I'm sure he's jumpin' with joy right now because he made a lucky choice and those titles are out of our hands now!
Thunder Train: Really, maybe just a cupcake? Please.
Zero: But y'know what, if Craig thinks he can just break RSXZ down like that then he's wrong. I know you guys would have won that match if it weren't for Dan's little bitches and I know for a fact that you two are better than Double Penetration!
XS3: ...thanks.
Zero: And I also know for a fact that tonight, Jake Steele is going one on one with Jake Cheng and that NOTHING is going to get in his way of making sure that Mr. WannaBe-K London doesn't resurface after a nasty kick RIGHT IN HIS FACE!
Steele - yooooooo![/COLOR]
Zero: --And I also know that tonight, The Macho Man RDK is going to see what it's like to go toe to toe with the new generation of class! And he sure as hell isn't walking out with his third World title, ya got that?! Craig may have cost us the tag titles tonight, but hell, this World Title is staying right where it is, and you guys better make sure of that! Mr. Junior Executive thinks he can just take us out and act as if it never happened! Well I don't like that!
Craig Lewis doesn't run this place. We do.
Steele - Preach on! Brotha Zero! TESTIFYYYYYYY![/COLOR]
Zero: ...So if Craig Lewis feels the need to keep pushing and poking at us - well boys, I think something's got to be done about that...
A sadistic smile comes over Jay Zero's face as he looks back and forth at his men. XS3 nods his head, still completely taken back over the fact that he's lost his tag team title. Jake Steele seems determined to win his match tonight, and Thunder Train? Well...
Thunder Train: So -- damn! HUNGRY! AHHHHHHH!!!!
We can hear the monsters stomach rumble and roar as he clenches at his stomach. All three men look over at him, rolling their eyes, but nonetheless, the damage has already been done. Double Penetration now walks these corridors with two titles that belong to RSXZ. -- But tonight... can Craig Lewis be responsible for three men walking with the titles that rightfully belong to the group?
The scene begins to fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 19, 2009 17:23:24 GMT -5
“Thunderkiss: Game Over. Part 2” Credit: FSX, Thunderkiss: A Double Penetration Promo “Hey baby.” [The “Extreme Pleasure Nurse” throws her arms around Thunderkiss and locks her lips against his. Feeling a bit saucy, Thunderkiss lifts her up and pins her against a nearby wall and rips into her as if she was his t-shirt. Not one known for being prude, imagine TK’s shock when Joytoy places her hands upon his arms and pulls them down, stopping him short of his sinful ambitions.] Joytoy: Mmm. You better save your energy for later tonight. That goes for you both. FSX: For us ... both? Thunderkiss: Aw come on buddy, you just didn’t think it was just a catchy name, hm? Maybe we will get lucky tonight and have her take our “temperatures” tonight, if you know what I mean![Before FSX can comment on this revolting revelation, Thunderkiss cranks up the volume on the television set so loud that it drowns out his own thoughts. If this wasn’t enough to make him hearing impaired, TK’s screaming in his ear should do the trick.] Thunderkiss: AH, it’s on! You are going to love this, buddy.FSX: Why do I feel quite the opposite?! Thunderkiss: Because you never do! Get it? That’s the punch line! FSX: Great. Now I am a merchandising whore. Like you. Thunderkiss: I can’t wait to here your tone when I give you your royalty check. Now, shhhh! Listen!... Double Penetration fans, your tag team has just won the ACW World Tag Team Titles! To celebrate this historic event, the ACW ShopZONE is offering an exclusive, one time offer! Available now is the very tee shirt set combo that Double Penetration wore after tonight’s victory! 19.9919.9919.99Act NOW and we will throw in the Double Penetration panty set for FREE! That’s right, you heard correctly! FOR FREE! Makes a great gift for your mom or sister!FREE!!! Call 1-800-555-4ACW! Operators are standing by! ... Richard Paris: The hell they are. [In the confines of his cozy office ACW’s head of creative, Richard Paris, has just witnessed what millions of others have. While thousands are picking up their phones at this very moment to celebrate Double Penetration’s historic win, he wants nothing more than to crash the party. He makes haste to the marking department in an effort to pull the plug on this offer and may Heaven help anyone who gets in his way. The second he steps through their doorway, all heads turn in his direction. The mood in the room changes in an instant and goes from jubilant to hesitant.] Richard Paris: Who is responsible for this commercial?! ShopZONE Director: That would be me, Mr. Paris. Is something wrong? Richard Paris: You damn bet there is. The fact that we are promoting a monstrosity such as Thunderkiss is the issue at hand. I want this commercial pulled from the air and never seen again. Do I make myself clear?! ShopZONE Director: But sir, we already have over 10 thousand orders in the first hour alone! Richard Paris: If I have to repeat myself it will cost you your job. Do I make myself clear? ShopZONE Director: Yes sir. Richard Paris: Good. And that goes for the rest of you. If I see Thunderkiss’ image, or Double Penetration’s for that matter, on ANY item our company produces you can find another place of employment! [FADE]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 19, 2009 17:24:09 GMT -5
Segment: Better The Devil You Know (Credit: Dan White)
For someone who has barely gotten as far as the locker rooms tonight, Dan White has certainly had a lot of coverage tonight. From making his way to the arena to a fight with XS3, and then harshly getting removed from the arena, much to the fans' disgust. But ultimately, like always, the Welsh Dragon earns his keep, gets what he wants, and as he's always said, not matter how he gets it. So unsurprisingly, the segment opens up outside the arena, where Dan stands, hands behind his back, eagerly anticipating the arrival of someone. The doors to the arena opens, and two skinheads walk past the line of security guards that have kept Dan from entering the arena tonight. The skinheads are, of course, The Royles, fresh from having cost The Road Steelers the Tag Team Titles.
Dan: Haha, lads that was excellent!
Dan embraces the twins with a firm, manly hug, to which the brothers are somewhat reluctant in contesting in, but take it all in anyways, before Dan releases me.
Biggin: 'Kin hell Dan. I know you're into the man-love and all, but with my own brother an' all? You're a sick fucker!
Dan just looks at Biggin, who has a wide grin on his face.
Biggin: Ah, what the hell am I saying! Where's XS3?
All Three: WAHEY!!!!!
Dan: Lads that was utterly class! Exactly what I needed you both to do! Now Craig Lewis and XS3 have surely gotta look at me and realise that I'm not a man, to be messed with. Not when I've got the Newport posse on my side!
McGroin: I'll drink to that, fella! Assuming there's drinks in this for us.
Both Royles look at Dan optimistically.
Dan: There are indeed, lads, but you'll be damned to hell if you think I'm paying! I get so little money off this joint for my swearing that I'm actually in the red with Gingerdude!
Biggin: Sack that, Dan! I didn't think I'd have to be doing all that and not even get bought a pint at least!
Dan's too pleased to argue, and hails a cab, knowing that with Zero, XS3, Steele and Chef most likely on their case, getting out of the arena is probably the best thing to do.
Dan: Look, let's just get the hell out of here. Next Thursday, you lot better watch yourselves. We'll talk more in the pub.
Biggin smirks.
Biggin: Well, you're talking my language now. Eventually....
The trio get into the cab, having won this round, despite the problems that they've come across.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 19, 2009 17:24:57 GMT -5
Segment: Legends All Credit: Wayde Russeller "What'chu Lookin' At" by Rascal Flats blasts onto the speakers and the crowd breaks into a chorus of boo's as they prepare for Wayde Russeller to appear. He finally comes out wearing a similar vest to the one he had on last week, a black skull due rag, and black wrestling shorts. He climbs in the ring and grabs a mic.Wayde: I can tell by the boo's that no one liked what I did last week. No one like the fact that I gave Diamond what she deserves. Well guess what? Get over it. This is me. The new Wayde Russeller. Gone are the days that I prance out here in funny outfits or on horse back. Diamond was just the first victim. I will show everyone in the back, I will show everyone at home, I will show everyone one in this arena, HELL I'll even show myself, that I am the Baddest Man on the Planet.The crowd starts a chant that, once started, has the guys in the truck scrambling for the edit out button. Let's just say it starts with a P and ends with an Ussy. Wayde: HAHAHA! HOHOHO! You guys are are riot! I see that last week wasn't enough for you fans and that's why I arranged this special match tonight. I will take on THREE of ACW's finest Legends. Sure they might be a LITTLE ring rusty but lets be honest, once a World Champ...always a world champ.The crowd can't help but cheer at least a little bit. Not in support of Wayde, but in anticipation for which of their favorite wrestlers will be beating some respect into Russeller.Wayde: So with out further a due let's get to this match. Let me introduce my first opponent...a woman who has accomplished more than any other woman in this business. Ladies and Gentleman give a round of applause for Atomic Kitsune! The fans start screaming their head off in anticipation for the return of AK. How could this be? Why wouldn't they advertise her return? Why would Wayde want to fight her?All their questions were soon answers as "AK" comes walking out of the back and Wayde's true distastefulness is shining bright. They hail him with a chorus of boo's as his opponent comes to the ring. Wayde: Wow AK! It looks like you have been working out hard to stay in that shape! I know your antsy to start this match but I have couple of other legends that want in on this. So welcome next, the husband of Atomic Kitsune, LAAAAAATIINO! If the fans thought the mockery of AK was bad, the man chosen to represent Latino is far worse. The fans boo as some Spanish trumpet song comes on the speakers and "Latino" walks out.He makes his way down to the ring and rolls in an embarrassing manner. As soon as he is able to stand up he picks up the mini AK and gives her a big kiss on the cheek. Wayde: AWWW! Look how sweet. Now bear with me a minute you love bugs...there is one more participant in this Legends Battle Royal! The next competitor is a man I have always dreamed of beating in this ring, and recently I thought that my dream was taken away. So everyone please welcome the former World Champion...BK LONDON!"Hello Goodbye" comes on the speaker and the fans pretty much know that the REAL Bk London isn't coming out. However the still watch the entrance, fingers crossed, hoping for an end to this charade.Unfortunately for the hopeful fans, there is no end to the mockery as another fake comes out of the back and down the ramp Wayde Russeller is having a field do in the ring, laughing and pointing at his three "legendary" opponents. He takes off his vest and gets ready to fight. He circles the three of them pretending to go in for a hit and laughing every time they jump.
Finally the three decide to attack. "AK" jumps on top of "BK's" shoulders. Wayde see's this ACW style of the famous pool game chicken and gives them a round of applause for the bravery. He then bounces off the rope and clothes lines "AK" to the mat. "Latino" now panics and picks up the fallen "BK" and throws him at Wayde who catches him and body slams him to the mat. The crowd is booing in full swing now as they see the two little people laying on the ground. Wayde has an evil look in his eye now as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out his brass knuckles. He slides them on his right hand and "Latino" tries to run from the ring. Wayde stops him, spin him around, and cracks him across the face causing the chubby impostor to crumble to the mat.
As the fans cover him in boo's, obviously not impressed with this display, Wayde holds his arms in the air like he just took out the real "Legends" He grabs the mic and goes to talk but before he can Philip runs in the ring and whispers something to him. Wayde's face goes from smiling to fear in no time.Wayde: Folks, I hate to cut this short but apparently some one in the parking lot has a problem with all this. I just want to say Yoko, I am sorry for the disrespect. The fans pop upon hearing the name of Yoko. The camera pans to the parking lot to catch a glimpse of the biggest ACW Legend of them all. When the camera man catches the person that Wayde referred to as Yoko, even louder boo's fill the arena.Wayde fights back a laugh as he continues to speak.Wayde: Just please, Yok, stay in the parking lot. Unless you want to test the undefeated streak live here tonight? Why don't you come down here and we'l...Wayde keeps talking but his mic is now off. After several seconds he realizes no sound is coming out so he taps the mic looking for some feedback. He turns to the side and tells Philip to get him another mic. Wayde: As I was sa...Once again the mic cuts off and Wayde becomes infuriated. He starts yelling at the tech support team outside the ring and he even throws his mic at one of them. As he is storming around the ring the crowd stands up and starts cheering their heads off. Wayde is obviously confused which only fuels his anger more. However he forgets all of that when he turns around to see the cause of the cheering. Sly Fox walking down the ramp with a baseball bat in hand. Wayde stands still not knowing how to react. As Sly closes in on the ring Wayde finally shows some life as he slips his brass knuckles on. Sly slides in the ring and goes to swing but Wayde throws his hand up in a pleading for peace manner. Sly points the bat at Wayde and yells some thing about Diamond and Wayde not being a man. Wayde tries to talk to Sly but he isn't having any of it. Sly winds up with the baseball bat and goes to hit Wayde who quickly ducks and cracks Sly in the ribs with his brass knuckles.
Wayde quickly slides out of the ring and starts heading up the ramp as his music blasts on the speakers. Sly sits in the middle of the clutching his ribs and staring angrily up the ramp. He is breathing so hard saliva flies from his mouth. Wayde continues up with a smile on his face. He raise his arms one more time before turning his back to Sly and heading to the back. One can only imagine what Wayde has planned next for the ACW world.Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 19, 2009 17:25:40 GMT -5
Segment: Red handed Credit: Josh Robertson, Jake Cheng As we fade in, The Chinese Phenom can be seen walking in his ring pants and bare feet toward the ring for his final match against Jake Steele. In the distance, Bill Wright can be seen cutting across in another hallway. Wright and Cheng’s eyes meet and then Wright looks down and keeps walking. Jake takes a couple more steps and turns left to follow Wright, with the camera following behind him. Jake Cheng: Sorry to stop you in your tracks there William, but there is something I need to say. As Cheng waits behind him Wright contemplates whether to ignore him or not. Hearing Cheng's voice doesn't make him want to jump for joy at the best of times, but after what occurred last Thursday he isn't in the mood to deal with Cheng today. However, Wright relents, turning around to face his adversary. Bill Wright: Don't you have a match to get to? I'm not in the mood to deal with you tonight, Cheng. Jake Cheng: Ha, deal with me? I doubt that. Anyway, I just wanted to give you my thanks personally - for making my night last Thursday. I'll admit, usually seeing you or Robertson never brings me joy, but witnessing the look on Robertson's face when he slowly began to realise was priceless. Bill Wright: You can act as smug as you want Cheng, but sooner rather than later you'll be eating those words.Wright looks noticeably irritated and tries to slip away but a smirking Cheng responds before he can. Jake Cheng: You know, those are some big words coming from the mouth of a man who's spent the last month either getting his ass kicked alongside his brain-dead muscle or having his plans exposed as the crap they are. Bill Wright: Unsurprisingly it seems you have a selective memory as per usual. See, the way I remember it you were the one that was screaming in agony as he was tapping out. Jake Cheng: Just as well the referee wasn't there to see it then wasn't it? Bill Wright: Why?Jake Cheng: Heh, because otherwise you wouldn't of been able to trick Robertson into continuing to pursue the same non-existent goal. Bill Wright: I hardly view removing your sorry ass from the ranks of ACW non-existent. Cheng lets out a chuckle as Wright continues to defend himself defiantly.
Jake Cheng: No matter how many times you repeat that, it's not going to change the fact that everyone else apart from Robertson himself can see he's nothing more than a hired goon for your dirty work. And a poor one at that, may I add. Bill Wright: What gives you the impression that I need a hired goon in the first place? If I recall correctly that's something you'd do.Jake Cheng: Why? Because the real reason you are in ACW is for revenge for what happened with Taylor. Well, it doesn't look like you are going to get much revenge if you keep coming up with crap plans that fail, does it? I mean sooner or later the servant is going to leave the master in his own over the hill mess. As Cheng finishes something tweaks a nerve inside of him. He feels his blood begin to boil as demands to know how dare Jake think he can say such a thing. Uh oh. Bill Wright: You know what? I'm fucking sick and tired of your cockiness and smugness. Well, you know what? Who the hell cares? So what if I'm here for other reasons than Robertson thinks? All he has to know is what I tell him. I mean christ, the boy would believe money grows on trees if I told him it did he's so naive. You can think what you want, but after what I've done for that boy I think I'm ok with doing what I'm doing. Wright is taking short angry breaths; he so angry that he would lash out at the Chinese Phenom if he knew he had a chance in Hell at winning the fight. Jake laughs to himself and then walks away. The camera focuses back onto Bill Wright who is glaring at Cheng as he walks away. Bill then walks away to the left, leaving only one person left in that hallway. The man who was a good distance behind Mr. Wright, but still within hearing distance. The man who Jake Cheng could see out of the corner of his eye. The man who will never look for a money tree again.
Josh Robertson
Cut to Black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 19, 2009 17:26:20 GMT -5
Match 4: Battle of the Jakes Jake Cheng vs. Jake Steele (Credit: Jake Steele) *Opening Bell Rings* Phillip Jones: Ladies and gentlemen this following contest is scheduled for one fall! And is the special Battle of the Jake’s! Introducing first from Brooklyn, New York and weighing in at two hundred and thirty four pounds! He is The Truth - Jake STEEEELEE! 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. He climbs the turnbuckle and raises his arms into the air and shows everyone in the crowd why he is better than them. Steele then jumps off and waits in the middle of the ring for the man himself…Phillip Jones: And the opponent, from Hong Kong, China and weighing in at two hundred and fifth teen pounds! He is The Asian Extraordinaire, The Chinese Phenom - Jake CHEEEENNGG! “Crisis” by Alexisonfire hit’s the PA system to a eruption of cheers. Wasting no time to in his entrance, Jake Cheng comes out with a smile on his face and a kick in his step. It’s funny how only a few months can change how people see each other, and the rivalry between Steele and Cheng certainly has changed. He makes his way down the ramp, high fiving a few of his fans, before rolling into the ring and looking across at Steele. They nod to each other, before the official bell rings.*Ding, Ding* Cheng and Steele immediately go into a lock up. Putting most of their strength into to try and get the early advanatage, they move around the ring and off the ropes with each before Steele powers Cheng into a headlock and presses himself up against the ropes, before letting go of the headlock and launching Cheng into the ropes. Cheng comes back and Steele knocks him down with a swift shoulder block. Cheng stays on the mat as Steele runs to the ropes and hops over Steele, letting him run into the other set of ropes. Steele comes off of them and utilizing his quick natured moveset, Cheng shoots up and dropkicks Steele down onto the mat! Steele now goes down but is quick back to his feet as Cheng goes to kick Steele in the gut and it is reversed. Cheng begins hopping up and down on one foot, before jumping in the air with an Enzuiguri! But it doesn’t work as Steele ducks under it and leaves Cheng still hopping on one foot but now in the opposite direction as before. Cheng looks as if he’ll go for a backwards variation of the Enzuiguri but Steele drops his leg and latches onto his sides for what looks to be the German Suplex. But Cheng has a different idea. He begins driving his elbow into the side of Steele’s head, thus breaking the hold and giving him the chance to run to the ropes. Cheng launches himself off the rubber and baseball slides right into the leg of Steele! Steele instantly drops to one knee and Cheng follows it up with another Bruce Lee like kick to his other leg! Steele drops on both knees, holding the back of his legs as Cheng smiles, looking to end this early. McNally: Cheng wants to end this earlier than planned, he wants that Shades of Helms! Edison: Those kicks looked like they were lethal, even this early in the match Steele could be downed long enough for Cheng to pull it off. You never know! Cheng dashes over to the ropes and looks to leap into the air, ultimately knocking Steele’s brains into mush. His dreams are shattered though as Steele now shoots up himself and catches Cheng directly into the face with a Wheel Kick! Steele hooks the leg and goes for the pin. 1... ..2.kickout! Steele rolls off of Cheng and stands up taunting Cheng a bit as he sways back and forth with an extremely cocky look on his face. Cheng gets to his feet moving his jaw around a bit, with a smirk of his own. Both of these men know that this night will be the very last time they ever compete against each other, and both want nothing more than to walk out of the arena with just one last victory over the other. At one time both of these were hated by the fans, and at another they were loved. Though now none of that matters, because this is more than just a match. This is a contest between two men of very similar, if not equal skill. This is a test of who is the best Light Heavyweight in ACW today. This is the Battle of the Jakes! And the ACW arena knows that, as now they begin to chant both of these men names, despite their affiliations. And both men begin to smile even more, as they keep this match going. Steele charges at Cheng with a elbow smash, which reels back the Chinese Phenom. Cheng doesn’t let him keep him dazed though as he kicks Steele in the gut and hits him with a Snap Suplex! Cheng runs over to the nearest rope and gets to the top, waiting as Steele gets back up. Then as Steele turns around to face Cheng he is met with a Frog Splash Style Crossbody! Cheng covers. 1... ..2...kickout! Cheng picks Steele up by the arm and looks to irish whip him but keeps hold of his arm and pulls him back for a clothesline! But Steele ducks under and twist himself around, now taking Cheng by the arm and kicking him in the gut, followed up by a irish whip of his own. Steele lowers his head for a back body drop as Cheng goes off the rope and runs right past him, Steele looks up and turns around as he sees Cheng doing a Handspring into the ropes. Steele can be seen saying “Oh fuck” as he now has to choose his fate. Steele thinks whatever and runs to try to stop it… and he gets karate kick’d back to Africa! Edison: STEELE JUST CHOSE HIS FATE! AND HE MAY BE OUT AFTER THAT ONE! Cheng crawls over on top of Steele and hooks the leg for the cover. 1... ..2... …kickout!? McNally That kick hit head on, directly to the forehead Edison. Yet Steele still got up from it. Amazing? I think so. Steele rolls over onto his stomach and begins trying to shake the cobwebs out left from that kick. He doesn’t get much of a chance though as Cheng grabs him by the head with both hands and picks him up. Cheng drags him over to the turnbuckle and stands him up, beginning to weaken up his sides with kicks. Kick, kick, kick! Cheng thrusts his feet into Steele’s ribcage, trying to make sure that after the next big move he hits there will be no chance of a kickout. Cheng then decides that that next big move is gonna come now. He grabs Steele and pushes him up on the very top turnbuckle. He then climbs up himself, grabbing the neck of Steele, seemingly going for a Superplex. The crowd watches on for the impact but Steele begins to punch Cheng in his own ribcage now. Cheng lets go and almost falls back, but Steele catches him by the arm and pulls him back. Steele keeps hold of the arm and hit’s a few elbows smashes directly into Cheng’s nose area. Cheng tips back, as Steele moves himself up to stand on the top of the turnbuckle. He then he pulls Cheng up, now trying to balance the two up there without a horrible fall to the outside. Steele holds Cheng’s neck and looks out to the crowd before swinging off and literally exploding onto the mat with the Exploding Glory!Edison: DANNNGGERROOUSSS! McNally: And with that impact, Jake Steele may just have this win in the bag! Both men feel the impact of the move, with Cheng rolling around near the ropes holding the back of his head and Steele trying to stand up, clutching his spinal area. Steele stumbles over to Cheng and drops to the mat, rolling Cheng over and pinning. 1... ..2... …3-kickout! McNally: Wow. Wow is right. As Steele gets on one knee holding his head, he knows that this isn’t the same Cheng that he’s fought before. He’s determined to win and judging by the mood swing of cocky to almost angry, Steele is about to kick this thing into the next gear. He gets to both of his feet now, and he walks over to a corner. He begins hopping up in down, almost foaming at the mouth to end this right now. He yells for Cheng to get up and Cheng must have supersonic hearing - cause he does. Slowly but surely he is back on his feet, holding his head and now shaking his own cobwebs out, trying to remember where he is. Steele begins to smirk as he turns around and he runs at Cheng, who sees Steele leaping into the air - RIGHT IN YO FACE! - OH MY GOD NO! Steele plummets down onto his back hitting the mat, as Cheng sees this as his chance. He looks back at Steele, who is getting to his feet with intentions to kick Cheng’s ass as soon as he gets up. Cheng smirks himself now, running and leaping onto the second rope… he spins back around and his foot connects directly onto Steele’s heart! THE SECOND HEARTBEAT! 1... ..2... ….3!!! *Ding, Ding, Ding* Phillip Jones: Your winner by pinfall… JAAAKKKKEEE CHEEEENNGGG!!! Well that’s it. In the finale of the Battle of the Jakes, they layed it all down on the line and the last man standing is Jake Cheng. The fans seem to be on their feet, applauding Cheng for another great match, and he thanks them. After that is done, he looks to Steele who still seems to be out from the Second Heartbeat. Cheng walks over to his formal rival and he extends his hand for some help getting up. And with his eyes glazed over, Steele puts his own hand out, as they connect and Cheng pulls him up. Then as Steele is holding hands with Cheng (no homo) he does something that is truly a rare sight from The Truth - he shows Cheng full respect by raising his arm in the air and pointing to him, before clapping for him. Everyone knows that Steele only respects a handful of men in ACW and now Cheng is one of them. Cheng nods to Steele before showing him his own respect by extending his fist. The two pound yet again, just to make sure Cheng is still down with the panthers. Then we fade out to commercial with both Jakes making their leave. All is right in the hood.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 19, 2009 17:26:46 GMT -5
Segment: Wrong Place, Wrong Time (Credit: Senator)
As the show returns, Senator Steve Phillips is seen backstage, walking along a hallway with the Capitalists, as his greatest rival approaches from the opposite direction…
Kevin “The Internet” Anderson: Wait, wait, Senator Phillips!
The Senator: Fitsharris, Kalb, just walk on, let me handle this one by myself.
Anderson: Can I get a few answers from you? The people need to know!
Senator: Very well then, but I forewarn you, do not…
Anderson: Great! First off, I just wanted to ask what you thought about the death of your Stable at the hands of Jay Zero, do you think that you’ll ever be able to show your face around these parts again now that you’ve been proven to be too old for this thing?
Senator: I forewarned you.
Without a moment’s pause, the Senator throws Kevin Anderson into the adjacent wall, growling out his next words.
Senator: You had best refrain from any such “questions” in the future. I have half a mind to break your arms and rearrange your face right here, right now, but I have told another long time annoyance that I have a better target to save my violence for, and for the sake of consistency…you shall live to see another day.
Anderson: Erp…one more question…if you let me down…and I’ll be gone…
Senator: Ask it now.
Anderson: Umm…are you…going to be at the inauguration…I know that I can’t wait to see the new…
Before the “Internet” can finish his sentence, Phillips drops him to his feet, only to catch the obnoxious interview man with an elbow upside his temple. Kevin Anderson slumps to the ground, and the Senator stands over him, Ali-style, for a moment, before he walks away, back straight, and grim faced, muttering for the sake of the nearby cameraman.
Senator: He should have known better…better not to cross the Rubicon if one does so foolishly…just a hint for Mr. Zero, there.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 19, 2009 17:27:13 GMT -5
Fear the number 31! (Credit:??) The number thirty one holds very little weight as opposed to numbers such as seven and it’s propensity for luck, or thirteen for the exact opposite. However those days are soon going to be forgotten around ACW, because on the thirty first of January at Ragnarok, a new era will be ushered in. A champion will re-enter the ring that he once held hostage opposing those who stood in his path. [/b][/quote] With his old stomping ground falling under, an empire that had yet to witness a meteoric rise such as his finally crumbling to the ground he was forced to seek a new stomping ground. For months he sat atop his throne looking on waiting for a time to re-emerge to breathe new air into a company and finally he has chosen Alpha Championship Wrestling. [/b][/center][/quote] From his greatest battles he learned many a lesson, the last six months have been spent correcting every fault that may have existed in his game. Despite no known opponent, despite not knowing whether he would step back into the squared circle ever again he trained with the same intensity, the ruthless agression, and the passion that had propelled him to the top. For you see many are called but few are chosen. Just like in the gospel of Matthew the same applies today. For once upon a starry midnight there was a child born, a child born to save. In a way god’s people, but not in the same sense of the messiah. No instead he grew up on the rough and tumble streets, learning life’s lessons the hard way. He grew up in the ghetto, the gang lifestyle around him eventually forcing his immersion into the lifestyle, a man who appeared to be an outsider at first would inevitably grow in his role to becoming the American Gangster. [/I][/center][/quote] For not only is he the American Gangster, he is a champion in every sense of the word. He was a champion in wrestling, defeating numerous challengers on the path to what should have been an illustrious career. He was a champion on the basketball court, his skill on the court only matched by that in the ring. He was also a champion of the people, an idle for the little hood rats who could look at him and acknowledge that through hardwork, and perseverance they could become like him…
A Champion
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 19, 2009 17:27:49 GMT -5
Segment: Kevin, You're Pushing It
(Credit: Scott Andrews)
The close encounter with the Russian mob has left both father and son Andrews on edge. They make their way down the corridors of the ACW arena on the tips of their toes as they go in search of Kevin for the interview so they can get out of here as soon as possible.
They approach a t-intersection and, of course, right on cue, Kevin pops out from behind the wall and scares the pants off both men.
Kevin: Hi, guys!
Scott: Kevin, I swear I hate you more and more each time I see you.
Kevin: Nice to see you too, Scott.
Kevin’s attention shifts to Scott’s dad.
Kevin: You must be Scott’s father, I presume?
Dad: That’s right, yeah. Why’d ya have to scare us like that?
Kevin: It was an accident, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.
Dad: Yeah, alright. Just ask some questions and get outta here.
Seems Scott and his dad are on the same page on this one.
Kevin: Ok, well, Scott, I’ll start with a question about your current rival it would seem, in Henry McKaye. Why are you and him at each other’s throats so to speak?
Scott: It’s simple. He can’t face up to the fact that Team ACW kicked his ass, and now he’s blaming War Games MVP, Scott Andrews. I can’t blame him for being bitter, Kev, I’ve had my share of bitter moments. But what he doesn’t realise is that by making personal attacks not only to me, but to my father, is a very bad idea. I don’t take kindly to people like Henry; big headed psychopaths who have no grip on reality. The reality is that I’m gonna kick his ass if he even thinks about insulting me again! And don’t even think I won’t kick your little bitches ass too if she tries anything!
The fans cheer as Scott lets out some pent up anger.
Kevin: Sounds like it is pretty personal. So why is your dad here anyway?
Scott: He’s here on business, right, Dad?
Dad: Yes, yes, of course.
Kevin: So why are you guys running around like you’re avoiding the boogeyman?
Scott: We’re not. We just...had a hot sauna and our heads are a little woozy from the heat, ok! Next question!
Kevin: Ok, well, are there any plans to face Henry at this stage? Say, perhaps, Ragnarok?
Scott: If Henry wants a match at Ragnarok I have no problem in accepting his challenge. He’s got beef with me, I’ve got beef with him, so let’s just get it over with. I’m sure another “W” next to my name will make me feel a bit better, and so will bashing his skull against the ring canvas. He’s got a big mouth and even bigger ego if he thinks he can waltz around flapping his gums about me and my family. Everyone here knows that’s a death wish.
Kevin: Well, Scott, I’m glad you could share a bit of your busy schedule with me to - - -
Scott: C’mon, Dad, let’s get out of here and go watch nature documentaries!
Kevin: - - - do...this...interview...?
Scott and his father scoot out of frame to get to a safehouse leaving a befuddled Kevin to mull over what the hell is going on.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 19, 2009 17:29:18 GMT -5
Punishable Actions Jack Jefferson
We open to the scene of Junior Executive Craig Lewis in his office. He looks hard at work, a mountain of paperwork sitting on the desk in front of him. He looks up as there is a sharp knock at the door.
Lewis: Come in.
Jack Jefferson walks into the room. Craig Lewis motions to a chair on the opposite side of the desk, Jefferson takes it and sits down opposite Lewis, a look of distain on his face.
Jefferson: So, you called me here. What exactly do you want?!
Lewis: We need to talk about what occurred in the ring earlier tonight. You cannot, under any circumstance, strike a fan! I’m just glad Jonny Spade turned up to save the day when he did!
Jefferson: Look Craig!
Lewis: Mr. Lewis if you don’t mind.
Jefferson: Well I do fucking mind, now let me speak. Look Craig! This guy stepped into my world and dared to make demands of me?! He got exactly what was coming to him! As they say, don’t play with fire and bitch when you got burnt! That bastard knew exactly what he was doing when he hopped that barrier and steps through those ropes!
As for Jonny fucking Spade...how dare you make that fuck out to be some kind of hero?! That wanker thinks he’s better than me but he’ll be proven wrong when I destroy my three worthless opponents next week, mark my words!
Jefferson rises to his feet and slams his fists on the desk to emphasise his point. He stares daggers at Craig Lewis for a second before making to leave. Lewis calls him back just as he reaches the door.
Lewis: We are not done yet Mr Jefferson.
Jefferson: What now?!
Lewis: Well, naturally I cannot let this incident go unpunished. ACW is liable for your actions inside that ring and when incidents like that of earlier tonight occur it leaves the company in a very vulnerable position. Thankfully on this occasion we’ve gotten off lightly. Kieron, the Café owner who you knocked the lights out of, is being very reasonable about the entire incident. He--
Jefferson: That’s cos he knows he was in the wrong. How many times do I have to fucking tell you?!
Lewis: Will you let me finish? As I was saying, all he’s asking for is money to repair his Café window. Money that will be coming out of your wages, along with the two weeks pay I’m suspending for your attack on Kieron.
Jefferson: You’ve got to be fucking kidding me! This is total bullshit!
Lewis: It is unfortunate that you feel this way but, frankly, there is nothing you can do about it. Now if you don’t mind, I’m extremely busy and I don’t have time to waste on you arguing against my decisions.
Jefferson looks extremely pissed off with the entire situation and he spends a good few seconds posturing and giving Craig Lewis the evil eye before he eventually storms out, realising he can’t change the situation. That doesn’t stop him slamming the door on his way out, however.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 19, 2009 17:29:40 GMT -5
Title: You Are One Of Us Now... Credit: A.C. Evans A wanted criminal. That's exactly what A.C. Evans has become. Reports have indicated that A.C. Evans has an arrest warrant out for the kidnapping of Jonny Hughes. The last time we saw the two was during Meltdown last week. They engaged in a vicious No DQ match which had Evans winning with much help from Jeremiah Lynch. Today, we are taken to the outside of the rundown apartment that Evans and Lynch have learned to call home. Inside the building, something is going on. Evans and Lynch stand in front of someone whom is tied to a chair. Evans has a demonic look in his eyes. He is wearing a black trench coat with a black shirt and white pants. His red and black hair flows, with some strands falling on his face. He wears a single black string of rope around his neck now. His face is somewhat scruffy as his beard is beginning to grow out. Lynch is wearing a gray shirt and a pair of torn up blue jeans. He paces around behind Evans looking bothered a bit. JEREMIAH LYNCH: Why are we doing this, sir! This is dangerous. You are wanted by the police. Any second they could bust in here and take us to jail. Is this really worth it? [/color] A.C. EVANS: Yes. It is. It's worth every second of you having to worry. It's time for our payback. No more ducking. No more insults. It's time for salvation.[/color] The camera turns around to show no one other than Jonny Hughes tied in the chair. He has scars on his forehead from the crown of barbed wire. Hughes has dried up blood on his chest and face which makes him look disgusting. It's obvious he hasn't bathed or even seen the light of day since Warfare. Hughes looks pissed, as anyone would be. Jonny Hughes: LET ME GO!A.C. EVANS: As much as I'd like to do that, I just can't. You see, Jonny, you're going to be saved. I told you that salvation for you would be reached. I told you that you were going to be saved if you liked it or not. [/color] Jonny Hughes: YOU FUCKING PSYCHO! I swear..I will KILL you when I get out of here.A.C. EVANS: Sorry, Jonny, you're not going anywhere.[/color] Hughes, being a manly man, hawks a nice big one and spits right in Evans face. Evans grins and wipes the spit out of his eyes. Evans looks pleased, yet angered. He slowly walks towards Hughes and just slaps the living hell out of him. Hughes begins to huff and puff out of anger and attempts to break free but to no avail. Evans turns around and gives Lynch a nod. Lynch takes a deep breath and disappears. A.C. EVANS: It's time you see the light, you piece of shit.[/color] Jonny Hughes: I swear to God, Evans. You're going to fucking pay for this.A.C. EVANS: God is dead. I'm your God now. [/color] Evans grins a sadistic grin as he turns around to see Lynch returning with two things in hand. One of them is that black chalice that we've seen so much. It's filled with some type of red liquid. The other is the barbed wire crown. It still has the dried up blood on it. We see Evans take the chalice from Lynch. He slowly walks to Hughes, who looks somewhat panicked. Jonny Hughes: Don't you fucking do it!A.C. EVANS: Drink this and become cleansed. We won't have to use the crown again. It'll be simple. Simply, call me your God... [/color] Jonny Hughes: FUCK YOU!Evans puts the chalice down and grabs the crown of barbed wire. He slowly paces over to Hughes. A.C. EVANS: Does this need to be used?[/color] Hughes spits in Evans face once again. A.C. EVANS: I guess so.. [/color] Evans suddenly thrusts the crown down on Hughes head! Hughes screams in agony and begins to bleed once again. Evans rejoices by rubbing the blood over his shirt and on his face a bit. Hughes screams loudly as Evans looks pleased. Jonny Hughes: YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!!Evans grins as he grabs the chalice. He slowly lifts up and begins to chant in Latin. Lynch also chants in unison with Evans. He lifts it up above Hughes, who attempts to watch it but the pain from the crown is so unbearable. He begins to breath hard from the pain. Evans suddenly brings the up to Hughes lips and forcefully pours it down his throat. Hughes begins to spit and cough the liquid up. Evans turns and nods at Lynch. He walks over the Hughes and holds his head back. The back of the crown slams into the the back of the chair forcing it into the skull of Hughes. Evans slowly tips the chalice over as the liquid smoothly flows down the throat of Hughes. Hughes suddenly falls into a trance. We see that his eyes slowly close and open. He looks to be a different person now. Evans and Lynch grin a disgusting grin. A.C. EVANS: It is done. Another soul cleansed. Jeremiah, release him. He is now ours.[/color] Jonny Hughes: Ugh...mas-mast-master...Evans grins a sick, disgusting grin as we see Lynch untie Hughes. A.C. EVANS: Yes....[/color] Hughes suddenly bows towards Evans as Lynch follows suit. Hughes rises back up to his feet and looks at Evans. Jonny Hughes: Thank...you..A.C. EVANS: Jonny Hughes, you are now..one..of..us.[/color] Hughes once again bows before Evans as the scene fades to black. Unbelievable!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 19, 2009 17:30:09 GMT -5
Match 5: ACW World Heavyweight Title Match Jay Zero vs. The Macho Man RDK (Credit: RDK) Main Event Champion vs. Champion ACW Heavyweight Championship Jay Zero(c) vs. Randy "Macho Man" Kanyon [/b][/center][/size] Philip: Ladies and gents… this following contest is scheduled for one fall! And it is for the ACW Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first - from Yellowknife, NT, Canada and weighing in at 270 lbs…he is the NEW ACW International Champion.... The Macho Man ARRRRR DEEEE KAYYYY!!!OoOoOoOHHHHH YEAAAAHHH BRUDDAAAAHHAs 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. The International Championship slung over his shoulder, 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 sun glasses and International title 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: And his opponent....he is the World Heavyweight Champion. He weighs in at 209 pounds, from Portland Maine….Jay Zero!The lights dim as electric blue and white spotlights shine through the arena giving the arena a very flashy look. Jay then steps out onto the stage wearing white and black boas. He walks down to the ring with a look of confidence and arrogance. His championship sitting perfectly around his waist. He barely even looks out into the crowd, instead, he just stares forward and walks to the ring, sliding in underneath the bottom rope. Finally once he's in the ring, he hands his title over to the referee to raise to the crowd. The two men stare at eachother...a legend vs. a champion....a champion vs. a champion....who will be the ultimate victor?Bell Rings. A confrontation that should be quite a good one, as RDK and Jay Zero lock up in the center of the ring. Jay Zero manages to grab the head of the International Heavyweight Champion in a side headlock before taking him down to the mat. The grounded headlock is placed on firmly, and Macho manages to counter with a leg scissors around the neck of Zero. Zero breaks free from the brief submission and manages to spring back up to his feet, and RDK does as well. RDK attempts to make the first move and he advances towards Zero, only to be arm dragged. RDK gets up again, only to suffer the same fate - and it happens for a third time. After getting up from that third arm drag, Zero whips him into the corner at full speed before running right after him. A monkey flip sends the International Champion soaring through the air momentarily before landing back first on the canvas. The crowd is booing the ACW Heavyweight Champion, and now Zero stalks RDK from behind. RDK gets up, holding his lower back in pain, and Zero turns him around and hoists him up on his shoulders for the Zero Darkness. Luckily, RDK manages to counter and he slips off the shoulders of Zero. He pushes Jay forward, and then slips backwards under the bottom rope to the outside to bring the momentum of his advesary to a complete halt. Edison: The Macho Man is a seasoned veteran, McNally! Maneuevers like that are why this man is the ACW's 5-Time International Champion!McNally: And it is because of Zero's uncanny ability to rebound from bad situations that he is the ACW Heavyweight Champion!Zero jumps to the outside in an attempt to clothesline RDK on his way down but misses, landing on his feet. The two begin to brawl as the referee begins to make a count-out. 1....RDK kicks Zero in the gut...2...Zero backs up towards the apron....3...RDK goes grabs Zero by the tights and tosses him back into the ring under the ropes...4...RDK climbs back onto the apron and to the top rope. McNally: SO EARLY ON! DON'T DO IT MACHO!MACHO MOONSAULT! ...But to no avail! Zero rolls out of the way, and Macho smacks the mat hard, face first! Edison: A DANNNGERRROUUSSS attempt by the Macho Man!But RDK isn't any regular man...he's a Macho Man! He springs to his feet as quickly as he fell to the mat, and it isn't long before him and Zero grapple up again for what seems like an eternity, the power of both men going back and forth. It isn't long however before The Macho Man takes control, being the much bigger of the two. RDK whips Zero to the ropes and the ACW Champion comes back at double the speed, being caught in a Samoan Drop! RDK hooks the leg. ONE
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 19, 2009 17:30:33 GMT -5
Zero rolls away from RDK as the two rise to their feet once more. RDK didn't think Zero would have fallen so easily, but it was worth a shot. RDK is whipped to the ropes by Zero, and comes back at him this time. Zero jumps in midair and locks his legs around RDK's head, committing the flying hurricarana! RDK goes down to the mat, and Zero presses the shoulders down to the mat. ONE
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KICK OUT! Barely even a two count! Zero is amazed by this show of stamina by the Macho Man! Zero gathers RDK up and irish whips him to the ropes once more. Zero goes for a clothesline but RDK ducks and rebounds off the opposite ropes. Zero goes for a quick hip toss but RDK merely flips on his feet instead of on his back from the maneuver, and slams Zero's semi twisted arm on his shoulder. This causes Zero to reel back and hold his right arm in agony. Edison: Smart.RDK plays to the crowd, cupping his hand to his ear and recieving an "OoOoH Yeaaah!" Macho: IF YOU WANNA SEE, MACHOMANIA RUN WILD ON THE JAY-BEAR, GIMME AN OoOoH Yeaah!Edison: He's doing what he does best!McNally: GET OUT OF THERE JAY!OoOoH Yeaaaaaaah! [/size][/center] RDK complies, running into Zero and laying the smackdown! Right and left hooks to the champion send him crumbling to one of the nearby corners of the ring! RDK begins to stomp at Zero in the corner before setting him up on the top rope. Macho: GOIN' DOWN BRUDAH!SUPERPLEXSLAMMMMMM! The ring shakes as the two men hit the mat hard, the crowd going mental over the fast paced action taking place in the ring! McNally: STOP THE DAMN MATCH! THE CHAMPION DOESN'T DESERVE THIS!Edison: Shut it, Maxwell. Macho is just taking care of business!The two men are both layed out on their backs. It isn't long before RDK rises to his feet and goes into the corner, waiting for Zero to rise. With time, he does, and RDK takes full advantage of this, running at the dazed champion with a Louz Thesz Knuckle Press! -BUT WAIT! Zero saw this coming! He catches RDK in a bundle from his leap in the air, and cradles him into a pinning maneuver! McNally: It's over!ONE
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THREEE!! --No! TWO! The Macho Man is visibly angry with this turn of events! He doesn't let it get the best of him for much longer however, as he points to the crowd and then the top rope. ANOTHER MACHOSAULT IS IN STORE! RDK makes his way to the top rope and signals for the MachoSault....but he pauses, as he notices someone on stage waving to get his attention....IT'S THE THUNDA TRAYUN!!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 19, 2009 17:30:57 GMT -5
McNally: What's he doing out here?The ref looks over at Steeele and tells him to gtfo, and while RDK and the ref are distracted, JAKE STEELE CLIMBS UP ON THE OUTSIDE APRON, AND SLAMS A FIST FULL OF BRASS KNUX INTO THE FACE OF THE INTERNATIONAL CHAMP! Edison: THE CARNAGE! WAIT! ZERO'S UP!McNally: YOU CAN'T KEEP THE CHAMP DOWN!Zero bolts to the top rope, with a seemingly rejuvenated spirit, perhaps just running on adrenaline alone - Zero gets the bloodied RDK from behind and grabs him by the neck, pulling off a neckbreaker drop from the top rope! Zero kips up and heads to the top rope and hits his own variation of the moonsault: ZERO GRAVITY! ONE
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*DING* *DING* *DING* *DING* [/size][/center]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 19, 2009 17:31:40 GMT -5
"Crack a Bottle" by Eminem plays loudly and the crowd boos, showing their intensity. Zero scurries off of RDK and hurries towards the ropes, grabbing his World Title and jumping to his feet as RAF raises his hand in victory. Jake Steele and Thunder Train both enter the ring now to help celebrate with Zero, leaving RDK to roll out of the ring, so close to have been walking out with two championship belts tonight. He is handed his International Title and he begins to make his exit, a bloodied mess. Maxwell McNally [/b]: And Jay Zero escapes his first title defense! 'Fast' Eddie Edison[/b]: Yeah well it's more than some former World Champions can say![/center] Zero holds the title closely to his body as he breathes heavily, knowing that he's safe with the title for just that much longer. Thunder Train has some words of encouragement for the Champion after the timely victory, and he smirks cunningly as he begins to raise his title into the air, rubbing it in the faces of the fans as he shows that RSXZ still lives and fights strong. But suddenly, a voice is heard over the P.A and Zero's entrance music in which garners out attention.Craig Lewis: Ahh, hold it! Hold on! Cut the music! The camera turns towards the entrance way where the crowd slightly begins to cheer for the arrival of the Junior Executive. The music begins to fade and clearly, Jay Zero does not look pleased. 'Fast' Eddie Edison [/b]: What's he doing out here?[/center] Craig Lewis: Well Jay - congratulations! He claps his hand together with his wrist, unable to use the other hand which has a grip on the microphone plastered with the ACW logo on it.Craig Lewis: After tonight you've proved to me that you really can pull your own and defend your title when it matters most! ...But on the other hand, the way that you did so was not too appealing to myself! Mr. Zero, you managed to slip by your punishment tonight, but after that "sly" distraction by Thunder Train and the brass knuckles used by Jake Steele, I have no other option than to punish you further! So Mr. Zero listen and listen good! Because in 12 days at Ragnarok - you'll be putting that World Heavyweight Title on the line once again! But this time, things are going to go a bit differently! See instead of your opponent being the legend of ACW - RDK... you'll be fighting the other legend that you've recently spit on! Of course this means, you'll be going one on one ... with The Senator, Steven Philips for the ACW World Title! The crowd jumps to their feet in applause, cheering and chanting for the huge Main Event. Zero shakes his head and looks out into the crowd, disgusted - feeling as if Senator isn't worthy enough to fight him.Craig Lewis: And you know something else? I don't really feel like waiting those twelve long days for it! And - well, I don't think you do either, Mr. Zero! Since you and your friends were so willing to brawl the other day, I've taken it upon myself to make a little sneak preview at Ragnarok! This Thursday in our Meltdown Main event, it will be none other than you three men that stand in my ring alongside with your partner XS3 taking on the team of... The Senator! The crowd cheers!Craig Lewis: ...The Macho Man - RDK!... The crowd cheers again!Craig Lewis: ....Dan White!... A few mixed reactions, mostly cheers for the former International Champion that does as he pleases.Craig Lewis: ....And one-half of the NEW Tag Team Champions, FSX! The crowd once again cheers wildly!Craig Lewis: So boys, please do follow my advice for once here and just give it up! No more acting like the big bad tough guys, because no matter how tough you think you are, I'm just that much tougher! If you want to fight, then I'll make you fight, and if you want to start trouble on my shows, then you better be ready to pay for it you hear me!? Mr. Zero, I congratulate you for surviving tonight against RDK ... let's just see how lucky you are at Ragnarok! He pulls the microphone away, now glaring into the ring, looking straight into the eyes of the Champion who doesn't back down - staring back. The Junior Executive smirks and slowly begins to turn his back towards three of the four members of RSXZ that stand before him. Steele and Train both turn in towards Jay Zero, wondering if this man truly does equal trouble for the group. As of this moment, he sure does... As long as Craig Lewis is in charge, Jay Zero's bound to be a fighting Champion - whether HE likes it or not...
Fade to Black.
End of Show.Post-Match Credit: Jay Zero
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