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Post by Jonny Spade on Mar 19, 2009 16:22:30 GMT -5
”Oh My, It’s a Mirage” Credit: Chris Phenomenal/Danny Mainer … tellin’ ya’all it’s a sabotage. As is indicated by the title, Chris Phenomenal has just left the ACW building and is speeding along the winding mountain pathways in his fine-ass sports car weaving through traffic like a real man as he drives home alone. He wipes his forehead with the back of his hand as it grills up with sweat. This area of hills that Phenomenal is driving around is populated by extremely dense trees and bushes making it the perfect murder spot with the ability to easily hide a dead body anywhere and though the idea has crossed Chris’s mind about dumping Mainer’s body here he pays no regard to any of the actions upon the long hill. Meanwhile buried deep in the hedges with a remote control in his hand Danny watches the traffic go by like a hungry dog looking forward to the thrill of the chase as his hand shakes begging to press that button. Danny is well camouflaged into the foliage and he could jump out and attack anyone at this stage.
Phenomenal’s car is but a few hundred feet away and that’s when Mainer pushes the button. There’s no explosion and Phenomenal isn’t sent catapulting into the stratosphere, no it had a more subtle effect. The oil is now leaking and as Chris can see when he glances at the fuel metre he’s losing oil fast which does not make a man happy in times of Credit Crunch. Seeing a lay-by on the side of the road he pulls into it trying to get there before the fuel leakage is made any worse. Danny smirks as his plan has worked perfectly and here in the dead of night, alone and with a broken car is one Chris Phenomenal about twenty metres down the hill and onto the road. Danny licks his lips knowing that the time is nigh and now would be his time to strike. Even more perfect in Mainer’s opinion is the fact that the car is positioned so that when Chris opens up the hood his back is turned to Mainer. Chris is getting out of the vehicle scratching his head with an angry look on his face as he walks around to the engine.Chris Phenomenal: ”What the fuck is this shit?”Chris spits on the floor a few millimetres away from the car, it splattering on the floor with the impact as Phenomenal kicks his tire like it’s going to do something. Phenomenal then pops the hood on his ride and throws his jacket and t-shirt to one side showing off his broad physique as he squats down and looks closely at the damage. When Phenomenal sees the problem he immediately realizes that this was a professional job and a set up but that realization comes all too late as Mainer runs towards the side of the car and leaps forward leg first delivering a WICKED right elbow drop the hood of the car sending it smashing into the back of Chris who roars with pain.Danny Mainer: ”SURPRISE, COCKFAG!”Phenomenal slinks to the floor clutching his head in agony as Mainer lands on his side on the other side of the car. Danny then spins up to his feet and spots Chris on the floor rolling around with a massive migraine. Danny nudges Chris onto his front with his New Rocks before taking a good run up and kicking him in the head swiftly and powerfully only adding to the migraine that he will receive the next morning. Danny then grabs the big lump and throws him onto the hood of his car with little effort. Leaving him to agonize Mainer takes the snake-head cane from his belt loop and smashes it into the driver seat window shattering it instantly. Danny then does the same process with the rear left window. Danny then peers again through the drivers window and carefully using the snake end this time smashes the rear view mirror as Chris groans on the hood of the car.Danny Mainer: ”See Phenomenal, you were a foolish boy to listen when I said I wouldn’t tamper your car. The butcher sells you meat, he won’t keep your promises for you and The Jester is here to entertain. Destroying your car is of course one of the many things I do to mesmerise the millions of ungrateful fuckheads back in the ACW arena. When you wake up Chris more then likely you’ll be in A&E but there’s one thing I’d like you to remember, never try to best me with weapons. I may not be bigger then you but I’m sicker then you and I’ll sure as Hell drop you if you try that kinda’ horseshit again but right now. I HAVE a proposition for you. One that you can’t possibly refuse.”Mainer leaps onto the hood of the car over Phenomenal grabbing his head and dragging Phenomenal up over the windshield and onto the roof of the car with wicked intentions. Danny tosses the cane to the cold hard ground and grabs Phenomenal tucking away his white-tipped head between his legs as he sets him up for The Thunder Crash. Mainer looks around as the cold breeze rushes through him. He stares at the glinting of the moon before completing a full-on flip smashing Phenomenal’s head through the sun roof with a deadly Thunder Crash. Upon recovering though Mainer gets a girnormous headache as he feels himself battle with his own body to stop his head screaming. Mainer rolls off onto the ground landing on all fours before throwing up a huge puddle of puke and blood, screaming as the psychological snapback of The Thunder Crash kicks in even though Phenomenal is nowhere near conscious enough to hear it or do anything about it.Danny Mainer: ”Hurrgh!~ Hurrrgh!!!~ HURRRGH!! YOU… CHRIS PHENOMENAL!!”Mainer is cut off by another blasting of molten hot puke acidic vomit to the floor which sizzles the cold ground it splatters on. Danny claws his hair like he’s going to pull it all out as he breaks out into sweating, gallons pouring along his natural curves in the body feeling like he’s about to pass out. He puffs and pants heavily as he tries to regain his vertical stance to deliver his final message which seems unlikely at this stage. Clutching his stomach he manages to get to his feet long enough for him to howl out his final words for Chirs.Danny Mainer: I WANT YOU… AT GENOCIDE CHRIS! FACE ME LIKE THE MAN YOU CLAIM TO BE! WE’LL DO THIS THE CHRISTOPHER WALKEN WAY IN WHICH YOU CAN BRING WHATEVER THE HELL YOU LIKE! YOU CAN BRING A KNIFE, A GUN OR A GRENADE THAT YOU CAN TRY TO RAM UP MY ASS AND BLOW OUT MY EYEBALLS WITH! YOU CAN BRING A BASEBALL BAT WITH A NAIL OR ANYTHING THAT YOUR CRAZY COOKIE BRAIN CAN INVENT! YOU CAN BRING WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU LIKE CHRIS, YOU CAN BRING WHATEVER YOU LIKE BUT REST ASSURED THAT YOUR ASS IS GOING THROUGH A TABLE! I’M BRINGING TABLES, WHAT’RE YOU BRINGING HUH?! GET PLANNING NOW AND DON’T GET CUT WITH YOUR DICK IN YOUR HAND BECAUSE OTHERWISE SALLY AND I WILL CUT THAT THING OFF! YOU HEAR ME?! GENOCIDE BABY!!!!”
WEAPON OF CHOICE [/B][/center][/color] And with that, Mainer grabs his cane and storms across the busy hillside road vaulting over the guard rail and into more thick shrubbery disappearing into the night as some random little old man rambler discovers the accident and calls the emergency services. It’s obvious that Mainer wants to end this and with his new weapon of choice, The Table but even if Phenomenal makes it to the match which after tonight is questionable in itself there’s only one question anyone will be asking themselves. What weapon will he pick and how will he use it? Find out in the coming weeks, for now we draw to a fade.FADE
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Post by Jonny Spade on Mar 19, 2009 16:24:35 GMT -5
Segment save just in case.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Mar 19, 2009 16:24:42 GMT -5
Another one too.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Mar 19, 2009 16:25:39 GMT -5
There’s going to be some trouble tonight.....[/u] By Dave Shadow, Jonny Spade, The Empire & Mystery Guest[/center]
It’s late, and the crowd’s are tired. They head for the doors of the arena, their nights over for now. Most have enjoyed themselves, and everyone is sure to leave with a fond memory of the show they have just witnessed. However, just because their night is over does not mean that of the ACW superstars is. And while the majority of the stars have already hit the locker and are getting ready to head home after another gruelling yet rewarding show, for some, the night is still young.
Jack Jefferson, Jonny Hughes and Dan White. Collectively known as The Empire. Collectively walking through the long and quite corridors of the arena, striding along with a purpose. Not in their wrestling gear, but dressed for a fight, they march like a three man army, ready to wreak vengeance. White leads them towards the car park, a cricket bat in his hand, as Hughes and Jefferson share a smile with each other. White bursts through a large fire escape, leading his men out into the cold and damp battle ground. Jefferson and Hughes follow close behind, and as the three men walk out into the car park, they start scanning their surroundings. Its dark, the area illuminated by only a few street lights. Yet even this does not stop them from finding who they are looking for.
Dave Shadow and Jonny Spade stand leaning against a car, talking to each other and going over a game plan for whats to come. The Empire start walking towards them, and as they do, Spade and Shadow spot them. They both smile as they push off from against the car and they too start walking forward. The five men meet in the center of the car park, only a few feet separating them.
White: This is it. I’m going to show you why you don’t mess with The Empire.
Dave: Jesus, could you sound any more like a cliché super villain Dan?
White: You cost me something I’ve been after for a very long time Dave. You got involved in the title match last week and you stole what should have been mine.
Spade:[color= C24641 Like Jack stole the Entertainment Title?[/color][/b]
Jefferson: Shut the fuck up Spade. We don’t need to explain our actions to the likes of you! You weren’t worthy of holding that title anyway Dave.
Dave: Bite me, Jack.
Hughes: Listen, can we stop all this talking already? It’s boring me to death and I really am looking forward to this fight.
Dan and Jack nod in unison, agreeing with their team mate. Dave and Spade look at each other, smiling but seeming a tad nervous about it.
White: Ok then, are there rules we should know of here?
Spade: Rules? It’s a damn street fight!
Jefferson: Well, we figured you two might want some help, given the numbers game is against you. We’re bastards, but we’re fair.
Dave: Oh, yeah. I believe that. That’s why you’ve got that with you then?
All five men look at the cricket bat which Dan holds. Dan lifts it up and waves it in front of his face. His eyes turn to Dave, as a smile spreads across Dan’s face.
White: You know what. As much as I’ve dreamed of smashing your face in with this bat all week, I think I’ll get more pleasure if we do it the good old fashion way.
Dan lifts the bat up and throws it aside. The three members of The Empire start walking towards Spade and Shadow again, but the two don’t move. As they get closer, Dave lifts up his hand, stopping them in their tracks.
Dave: Before we begin, we may have forgotten to tell you something.
Hughes: What’s that?
Spade: Funny you should ask Hughes.
Spade points behind the three men.
Jefferson: Oh come on. You think we’re going to fall for the “Look behind you” trick?
The trio laugh and start walking again. Perhaps just curious to see if it was a bluff, Hughes turns his head slightly to look back. He does a double take, before he spins round fully, his face going white. Dan and Jack notice and look at him, before they to turn round.
Across the car park, Jason Freeman stands, staring at them. His face shows signs of anger and hatred. He looks at The Empire, as Hughes silently’ talks to himself, not really believing it’s Freeman. Freeman starts walking towards them, and as he does, Spade and Shadow jump White and Jefferson. They start to brawl, as Freeman picks up into a run and charges Hughes.
Hughes is still stunned, as Freeman spears him round the legs and tackles him down to the ground. Freeman mounts the man who tried to kill him last month and starts trying to throw wild punches, looking to cause as much damage as possible. As Hughes tries to block, White and Shadow start moving away, exchanging blows. White knees Dave in the gut and grabs him by the head, leading him towards a car. Meanwhile, Jack manages to push Spade back a few steps. He dives at Freeman, taking him off Hughes and allowing his partner to get back up to his feet. Freeman throws some kicks at Jefferson as Hughes starts to scramble away.
Spade grabs Jack and throws him to the ground, as Freeman starts to give chase to Hughes. Meanwhile, Dan and Dave continue trading blows, Dan coming out better due to his height and weight advantage. He kicks Dave in the knee, taking him down hard. Dave crawls round the side of the car, as Dane tries to regain his breath. He doesn’t have long though as he notices Dave picking up a steel pipe from behind the car. Dave stands up and swings at White, who ducks it. Dave smashes a car window in though, sending glass every where.
As Dan tries to wrestle the pipe from Dave, Freeman has caught up with Hughes. He grabs him, but Hughes kicks him in the gut. Freeman stops to recover. Spade grabs Jefferson by the arm, and whips him hard into the side of a dumpster nearby, the loud bang echoing through the silent night.
As the six men continue their fighting, a car pulls into the car park. It stops near Freeman and Hughes, Freeman with his adversary in a headlock. A security guard steps out of the car, looking at the chaos, and he starts screaming at everyone to stop. No one listens, so he tries to get involved. The guard grabs Freeman and tries to pull him off Hughes. Freeman has no choice but to let go, but Hughes takes the opening and lands a sly kick in on Freeman, doubling him over. Hughes runs towards the car and jumps in; luckily the engine is still running.
Hughes drives towards Spade and Jack, Spade picking Jack up. The car speeds towards them, and Spade is forced to throw Jack aside in order to dive out of the way of the car. Spade falls on his ass, as Hughes opens the car door and screams at Jack and Dan to get in. Dave and Dan push each other back, and stare at each other, neither wanting to give in. However, as his partners scream at him, Dan reluctantly backs away. He hops into the car, giving Dave one last look before the car screeches out of the arena.
Dave walks over to Spade and helps him up, as Freeman joins them. The three men look at the car speed down the street and out of sight. Dave is smiling. Spade looks at Freeman, reluctant about the partnership. Freeman looks hungry for blood. But all three look proud in the knowledge they put up one hell of a fight against the Empire.
This isn’t over, the three seem to say as they stand triumphantly.
Not by a long shot.
Fade to black
End of Show
(Additional Credit to Jason Freeman for the closing segment)
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Post by xs3 on Mar 19, 2009 18:54:54 GMT -5
Great show with a surprising end to it all. TK/Yuki's storyline is heating up (HAR HAR). >_>
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Post by Jonny Spade on Mar 19, 2009 21:31:33 GMT -5
One more segment has been sent in by TK which has been placed right before the main event. It's not actually late, I just made the error of forgotting to post it. Oh and XS3, Steele....Im still waiting for matches from you two.
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Post by xs3 on Mar 19, 2009 21:37:32 GMT -5
you'll get it, relax.
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Post by Jake Steele on Mar 19, 2009 21:39:37 GMT -5
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Mar 19, 2009 21:55:42 GMT -5
A solid show to those who wrote, some great work that was put out.
My MVP (if it means anything) is TK, now I wait for his review thing because I really liked that last week.
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Post by rawt on Mar 19, 2009 22:10:39 GMT -5
damn good show chaps
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Post by acevans on Mar 20, 2009 0:43:12 GMT -5
Allow my to apologize to everyone. This week has been REAL hectic this week. Sorry for my lack of activity.
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Post by The Senator on Mar 20, 2009 23:32:39 GMT -5
Forgot to turn this in the other day:
Also, I implore any ACW vets to take notice of my early show seg with TK, it picks up on some really old buisness...
Segment: A Dire Circumstance (Credit: Senator)
Sometimes, one's past returns to haunt them at the worst possible time...
For Senator Steve Phillips, this very day was such a time.
As the Senator walks back to his ACW office, after his match, he addresses his ringing phone, handed to him by an ACW attendant.
The Senator: Hello? What is this about?
Kevin Fitsharris: Yeah, this is Kevin, and we got major trouble here!
Senator: Please tell me this is not yet another childish prank. If so, let me know in an hour, after I... Fitsharris: No! This can't wait! Someone kayoed Anthony and rampaged through the office!
Senator: Make sure that he gets taken care of by some medics, I know Mr. Kalb's a tough guy, but he should still get...
Fitsharris: No! You're not understanding me! They broke into THE file!
Senator: What? You should have told me immediatly!
Fitsharris: Look, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, but I was off at the local bar at the time, and Anthony called me when he woke up, and he told me that he got knocked the hell out, and he told me that they broke into THE safe, and I can't believe that...
Senator: Ok, calm down. The question now, is if it was Thunderkiss...or if it was...nay, speculation and paranoia, I, no, we must remain calm. This could bring my career down as surely and swiftly as a flash of lightning...perhaps this is the time for drastic measures.
Fade Out
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Post by Jonny Spade on Mar 23, 2009 12:03:28 GMT -5
So the show is finally posted and the matches I was waiting for got recieved. Sorry Senator and Evans...nobody claimed your match
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Post by xs3 on Mar 23, 2009 16:55:16 GMT -5
Here's a segment Spade forgot to put in. Goes right before my first one with Evans:
Segment: The secret is mine (Credit: XS3/Evans)
Tuesday March 17, 2009 5:01 PM
A car slowly pulls into the driveway of the Irvine/Demon Inc residence. Inside, we can see Jerimiah Lynch at the wheel and calling shotgun is AC Evans himself. Once the vehicle stops completely, Lynch shuts it off and is instructed to wait inside. Evans slowly steps out and slams the door behind him, looking on at his surroundings with a tinge of disgust.
Evans: What a filthy place to live in. A touch of red would make things better.
Evans softly sighs, knowing he has to get this task over with. The sooner he acquires a secret of Matt Irvine, the better. He walks up the steps and turns to open the door. Much to his pleasure, the door is unlocked. As he steps inside, Evans stops at the coat rack and produces a knife from his pocket, the same knife used to murder his victims of the past. Evans nods before walking towards the hallway. On the last door on the right is the room that belongs to Matt and Christine. The bathroom door is seen closed as Evans turns and opens the closet.
Evans: Hmmm... Let's see...
Without regard for any belongings thrown aside, Evans furiously searches for any hidden secret. All he finds are pictures, mementos and a box of unopened guitar strings. Evans tosses the box at the wall, growling softly under his breath. Just then, a folded-up piece of paper falls to the ground. Evans raises an eyebrow, his curiousity now piqued. He picks it up and it reads "Letter to my Brother". Evans removes the strip of tape that holds it together and begins to read it. Once he finishes reading it, a small yet evil grin forms on his face.
Evans: This is it. This is what I need.
Evans places the paper in his pocket and goes to leave when a sound interrupts him. The cooing of a baby. Evans looks over and finds little Corey Irvine on the bed, dressed in his feety jammies. The grin that remains on Evans' face expands as he approaches Corey with the knife in his hand.
Evans: Well hello... You must be his son... I think it's time for you to see that you are not fit for this world, being the seed of a hypocrite and a harlot...
Corey looks fascinated at the object, reaching out for it. The child is unaware of the danger that is to follow as Evans raises the knife above his head. Just then, the sounds of a door opening follow and Evans jerks his head around to find Christine coming out. The wife of Matt Irvine gets a surprised look on her face and as she sees the weapon, she cries out.
Christine: AAAAAAH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY SON?!
Christine goes to fend off Evans from Corey. Though Evans easily pins her to the floor, the two are away from Corey. Evans grabs Christine by the hair and holds the blade up to her throat.
Evans: You tell no one about this! YOU HEAR ME! YOU TELL NO ONE!
Voice: Hey, I'm back!
Evans stops and hears the voice that he hasn't quite heard before. Footsteps come towards the door and it is revealed to be Jonathan Maxwell.
Jonathan: Man, you ain't gonna believe the day I had at--
Jonathan pauses and sees Evans about to slit Christine's throat. With a split second to react, Jonathan lunges and kicks Evans in the abdomen, knocking him off of Christine. Jonathan helps Christine up and hands Corey to her.
Jonathan: Grab Corey and get away. I'll take care of him.
With tears streaming down her face, Christine nods and take her and Corey to the room across from theirs, slamming the door shut and locking it. Meanwhile, Jonathan grabs Evans by the hair and tosses him out of the room and into the hallway. Jonathan goes to grab Evans by the hair once more but a sharp pain stops him from doing so. He pauses and slowly looks down, seeing Evans stick the blade into his stomach. Jonathan collapses to the floor and Evans pulls the blade out, looking to finish the job. The faint sound of police sirens cut him off and Evans looks down at the wounded Jonathan.
Evans: Gah, I have no time to deal with you. When you get to hell, say hello to your dear old friend Matt for me.
Evans then turns and rushes out the door, out of the house and into the vehicle, where Lynch puts the pedal to the metal and floors it, driving off the opposite of where they came to avoid the police coming. Christine opens the door and looks around, finding Jonathan on the floor, bleeding and in pain.
Christine: Oh my god, Jonathan!
She sets Corey down on the bed and rushes to the side of her fallen friend. Just as she reaches him, the police enter the house with guns loaded.
Christine: It's going to be okay... HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP!
Hearing her voice, the cops rush over and begin to seek out medical assistance for Jonathan. Soon enough, the questioning begins and the police will have a chance to nab the bastard who committed this crime. Inside the vehicle, Evans reads over the note once more and once again, a smile creeps across his face.
Fade.
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