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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 9, 2009 16:10:59 GMT -5
Segment: THE TRUTH! (Credit: Train/?) We open up backstage at the The Ericsson Globe in Stockholm, Sweden with Gingerdude walking. He has a confident expression on his face that is somewhat devious as makes his way down the hallway. He greets a few crew members and "Hello"s some people before he comes up to a door. It's his office. He pulls out a key to open up the door but he notices that it's already opened up. He pushes the door further and sees his chair turned around.Gingerdude: Who the hell is-- Gingerdude stops mid sentence. He looks down at his desk and sees the International Championship sitting there. He scoffs and the chair spins around. Train meets Gingerdude with a slight smile on his face. Thunder Train: Hey Gingerdude, welcome to my office. How can I help you?Gingerdude: Real funny Train. Now get up off out of my chair and get out of my office. I have some business to take care of and I can't have you in here bothering me with your stupidity. Train stands up and walks over to the window of Gingerdude's office. A slight rain begins to start and Train just stares out into the city before him. Train keeps his smirk on his face as Gingerdude grows tired of his time wasting activity.Gingerdude: Did you not hear me Train? I said to get out of-- Thunder Train: I heard you loud and clear Gingerdude but you just said that you need to attend some "Business" and I think we have a little business that needs to be taken care of. Gingerdude: What are you talking about? Thunder Train: Well as you know, my sister was kidnapped--Gingerdude: Yeah yeah, and I'm sorry about that-- Thunder Train: You didn't let me finish. As I was saying, that detective examined the hair and he drew a very interesting conclusion about it. That it was someone's hair from ACW. So we questioned and looked and before we knew it, there was only one man that fit the qualifications of the hair.Gingerdude: Alright, who was it? I'll make sure that they are taken care of from ACW and won't cause you any harm ever again. Thunder Train: It was you...Lightning strikes outside and thunder rumbles just as Train says it. Gingerdude's eyebrows raise up and he becomes a bit antsy. Train goes back to the desk and sits down. He adjusts his title and looks back up at the chairman. Gingerdude closes the door that has been behind him. He straightens his tie then approaches Train. Gingerdude: Train, I'm afraid that I have no idea what you are talking about-- Thunder Train: Oh bullshit Gingerdude. The DNA matches up exactly and I mean who else would have access to everyone's locker room? You probably went in there with Shadow and Kiss and attacked her. Just admit that you were behind all this Ginger! Do it!Gingerdude: I seriously have no idea what you are talking about Train. I was too busy that night to be involved with something like that. And besides, I have more integrity then to do something with your sister. Thunder Train: I doubt it. Look at what you've done recently. Accepting Thunderkiss? Are you crazy? The man is going to rape you. Trust me, in the end it will do you more harm then good.Gingerdude: Train, that's enough. Get out of here before I call security. Thunder Train *Laughing*: You think that your security can do anything against me? Are you high man? I could take down all of them with my 1000% POWER! YEAH!Gingerdude: You want me to not call them? Tell me what you want. Thunder Train: I want you in a match Gingerdude. At Fallen Heroes.This time it's Gingerdude's turn to laugh.Gingerdude: Are YOU high Train? I'm not gonna wrestle you in a match. But I will tell you this. Somehow, someway, you are going to defend that title at Fallen Heroes, understand? Thunder Train: Hah, OK Gingerdude. But trust me, in time, the truth will come out. You will be revealed and the whole world will see who you really are. And about my title, I highly doubt there is anyone that you can send against me that will be able to beat me for this title. Train gets up from the chair and it sounds like a semi truck has hit the brakes as the chair's lowriderness appears once it raises back up. Train grabs his championship and steps next to Gingerdude. The two stare at each other then Train leaves the locker room, slamming the door behind him. Is Gingerdude really telling the truth? Can anyone be trusted? I DON'T KNOWWWWWWWW!!
End.Not quite... Train you are a sad sad man.... You think that DNA samples can prove this? Heh, what does it matter? You could travel the streets of Hollywood Or all the way to Jericho Go on a Phenomenal journey.... But it's all useless... I'll be waiting... ================================================================================================== Segment: One Night…One Message Credit: ?? The excitement in the arena can be felt from blocks away as the ACW fans enjoy another great night of live action. As everyone sits around waiting for the commercials to end…they notice a man with a nice suit and brief case walk to the ring and grab a mic. He sits patiently and waits for his cue. As soon as the commercials end and the man is signaled..he raises his mic to talk.Man: Hello everyone. I am Esquire Martin J. Smaltz attorney at law and I am tonight because one of my clients is an ACW employee and he has an announcement to make tonight. I am here to make sure everything goes smoothly and without complications. So ladies and gentleman, I would like to bring out my client now. The fans struggle through the lawyer’s awkward speech and realize that he will never have a career in entertainment. They all turn their attention to the entrance and wait for the mystery man that has been talked about all week. As the anticipation reaches its peak…“I GOT EVERYTHING I’VE AND I’LL NEVER GIVE THAT BACK..”Uncle Krackers “What’chu Lookin’ At” blasts over the loud speaker and the fans erupt in cheers as Wayde Russeller comes walking out of the back wearing a nice white suite, his white cowboy hat and carrying a rope in his hand. He makes his way to the ring slowly shaking hands with the fans and having a good time. He finally gets to the ring steps and he walks into the ring, shaking hands with his attorney as he waits for the fans cheers of “Welcome Back Wayde” to die down.Wayde: Hello ACW! As most of you probably know by now…I am here for ONE NIGHT to make a huge announcement. I have done a lot in my career here in ACW. I have been through a lot in ACW. That is why this announcement had to be here..in front of my co-workers and the great fans that made Wayde Russeller. As per my ACW contract…I have one last obligation to keep. My contract obligates me to compete in the big battle royal at the end of this month.The crowd bursts with cheers, excited to see Wayde in this match for the first time ever.Wayde: HOWEVER….after Fallen Heroes…I am officially retiring from ACW and wrestling all together. The cheers quickly change direction in to loud boos.Wayde: I know..this is not what you all expected but it is something I have to do for me. I want to pursue careers elsewhere…such as Western Clothing Lines and movie deals for films such as, “The Cowboy” and “Race to Keg Mountain”. Hell if I’m lucky enough I can even star in “The Mummy Part 25”! The fans chuckle a little, not sure if he is serious about this part. Wayde: SO, to sum it all up…I WILL compete in the Fallen Heroes Battle Royal, and then…win, lose, or draw…I am done for good. Thank you all for the support you have shown me over the years…whether booing me or cheering me…you guys have always been right there with me. I love ya’ll.With that Wayde takes the brief case from his lawyer and opens it up. Inside is his ring gear which he promptly takes out and holds in his hand. A man at ring side hands him a bucket and he dumps his wrestling shorts, vest, rope, and contract extension papers in it. Finally he slowly takes off his cowboy hat. He looks at it but before he drops it in the bucket he has a change of heart. He slides out of the ring and goes up to a young fan in a wheel chair. He whispers something into his ear before placing the hat upon the young man’s head. Wayde, the boy, and several fans have swelled up tears in their eyes. He climbs back into the ring and takes a book of matches out of his pocket. He lights the whole pack on fire and drops it into the bucket, setting everything his career was a blaze. The arena falls silent as Wayde slowly climbs out of the ring and walks up the ramp…not turning around once. He pauses at the top of the entrance just long enough to suck in the silence that has filled the arena. The camera zooms in on the burning bucket…everything inside it almost ashes…FADE (Credit: Wayde Russeller)
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 9, 2009 16:11:51 GMT -5
For the first of the save spots please. Chapter 1: Stockholm Reunion Volume 2: The Meeting
Credit: Jonny Hughes The scene opens on a shot of a rather non-descript Swedish taxi driving down a country road, as the taxi makes it way down the meandering country road we zoom in on the passenger of the car who we immediately recognise as ‘Spitfire’ Jonny Hughes who is blankly staring out of his window, watching the Swedish countryside pass him by as he makes his way to his clandestine meeting. The car slowly pulls out of the curved country road and reaches an official looking fenced gateway, the taxi slowly breaks as it approaches the gateway and a man stood in a booth simply nods to the driver before pressing a button to open the gates. The car slowly trudges its way into the compound as the gates close behind it, the driver pulls up to a nearby aircraft hangar and stops. It’s a few seconds before Hughes has realised that this portion of his journey has come to a close, he takes a long drawn breath before slowly opening the door to the taxi and stepping out onto the tarmac. He turns up his jacket’s collar in an attempt to shield himself from the cold before walking to the driver’s window and casually tossing him a 50 Euro note and telling him to keep the change. Hughes stops for a moment to soak it all in, letting the cold breeze wash over him as he considers the situation he’s in. He surveys the scene and scans the horizon for any signs of a solitary figure, the person who called him here today but spots nothing.I made the decision to come here but what happens now? Where does I go from here?He takes a long drawn breath and watches as his breath creates a thin fog in front of his face, he scans his surroundings once again and spots a small, single story building in the distance and makes note of the dim glow he can see creeping out of the edges of the blinds in the window. He heads for the building, walking as purposefully as he’s ever done, driven by his curiosity and desire to unravel the mystery that presented itself to him. He walks along the giant slab of concrete that someone dropped onto the beautiful Swedish countryside in order to create what passes as an airfield these days. In the background we can fighter jets trafficking their way onto the runway and taking flight, making a loud and un-natural screeching sound that would shake the very soul of anyone nearby, anyone expect for Jonny Hughes it seems who looks completely undeterred by the activities of the fighter jets behind him, displaying an ease that can only from experience in these surroundings.Almost there. Almost time for me to find out what it is that brought me here.The cold breeze blows through Hughes’ hair, which is a little longer than we are accustomed to seeing it, messing it up in the process. He pulls his coat closed in attempt to stave off the cold as he approaches the small building, as the gets closer we see the blinds on the window twitch and a dark figure peers through them for a few moments, unbeknownst to Hughes, before he recognises the approaching figure. The blinds snap shut and the light on the outside of the building flickers on as the occupant summons it by flicking the lightswitch. Jonny stops in his tracks when he notices the light come on, he watches as the doorknob begins to twitch excitedly before slowly turning as the mechanism clicks into place, the door slowly swings open and a tall dark figure emerges from the building. It takes a step out of the doorway and into the light, illuminating his facial features in the process. The man looks to be middle aged, at least in his late forties to early fifties although his skin appears to be in perfect condition with the only indications of his age being the slight lines of worry on his forehead and the slight crows eyes around his eyes. The man is wearing a pair of black aviator sunglasses that hide his eyes from our view. The man has a rugged and well defined jawline that is accompanied by a slight 5’oclock shadow. His cheekbones appear to have been carved by Michelangelo himself as they cast a shadow over the majority of his cheeks. His hair is cut short at the sides and back but is longer on top, bearing the mark of a military man and is casually styled into a classic style straight out of the fifties. All in all he’s a rather handsome looking older gentleman. He stands in the doorway for a moment and looks at to Hughes who is trying to shield his eyes from the sudden change in lighting, as his eyes adjust he withdraws his hand and looks upon the figure in the doorway. Jonny looks over the figure in front of him, recognising him immediately but chooses not to acknowledge him.Him...I should have knownThe man slowly removes his sunglasses, revealing his piercing blue eyes, a trait he shares with Jonny Hughes, he casually hangs his sunglasses on the neckline of his t-shirt and smiles.Man: Hello son... The camera moves to Hughes, or rather Hughes Junior, as he stares with an expressionless face at the man we now know is his father as the scene fades to black.To be continued...
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 9, 2009 16:13:36 GMT -5
”Losing Your Religion” Credit: Danny Mainer In the dead of night on the backmountains of the ACW island a black van with black tinted windows drives through the night. Amelia Frost is sat in the drivers seat, her slim hands clutching onto the wheel for dear life while in the back Danny Mainer squatting in the back of the van next to a man wearing only a pair of jeans and a thick black balaclava over his head. The man’s pale complexion and the cuts on his body lead you to believe that he’s suffered a lot over the last few days, most of which having been induced by Danny himself while others being caused by the driver of the vehicle getting some painful kinks out of her system. Danny has his cleaver clutched tightly in his right hand as the vehicle heads towards its final destination.
Danny mutters something into this victims ear who looks to be unconscious at this point in time no doubt from the tortures he has injured. The phenomenal physique of the man in the chair is marred by the cuts and gashes over his body and Danny takes pleasure in fondly recalling how every last one of them came to be. No, this isn’t Chris Phenomenal but someone a little less expected. Danny yanks off the mask pulling the man’s head backwards and revealed is A.C Evans who looks completely drained with a slight stream of blood forming in the corner of his mouth. His head hangs slack over the back of the chair as he inwardly moans in agony. Dan slaps him on the face to try and wake him up but he seems to be too far gone to be drawn out of his trance. Danny grabs A.C’s hair and yanks it up so A.C. is facing him. Groggily his eyes open and he stares at his captor and though he was hoping for this to be a nightmare the reality is all to real for him to take as he tries not to pass back out again.Danny Mainer: ”Evans I hope you enjoyed your little nap because now, now, NOW! Now you’ll be having a LONG sleep. Payback is a bitch and as the righter of wrongs, you’re getting everything you ever did to anyone dealt back to you. This has been a long time coming Evans and I’m proud to be the one that puts you back on the shelf.”A.C can’t even speak and just groggily rolls his head around trying to keep himself awake.Danny Mainer: ”For months now, you’ve been torturing people for your own selfish gain and crushing the fingers of those who were loyal to you when you deemed their help no longer necessary. You put Wayde on the shelf, you killed JOYTOY, you turned Jonny Hughes into an animal and now when you lose to XS3 you think you can take a little vacation and return the proud leader of The Faith? Pah, I’ve lost my faith in you. You hired me because you knew I was better then Wayde, a senile old lady would be able to tell you that and yet you didn’t know what I was capable of. You thought you could control me for your own ends but it just didn’t work. Faith is just a lie to keep people controlled long enough for the powers that be to undermine them and destroy what they work for. I’m here to destroy you.”And with that, the van pulls to a stop and Mainer opens the side-door of the Ford Transit that carries the three of them. Danny then grabs the chair Evans sits on by the handles and launches both him and the wooden seat out of the van and into the cold night air. Danny shuts the door not even looking twice at the former leader of The Faith. Danny then puts his head into the driving section of the van wrapping his arms around Amelia Frost. She returns the hug and he starts to sink his teeth into her neck giving her a love-bite as her blood heats up. She kisses him on the cheek as he continues to chew the soft flesh of her neck. Danny then breaks the arm-hold and returns to his seat. Amelia starts to drive off leaving A.C. Evans facedown in the mud and the rain a bloody mess… gone and maybe forgotten… but not dead.FADE
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 9, 2009 16:14:36 GMT -5
Chapter 1: Stockholm Reunion Volume 3: 14 Years in the Making
Credit: Jonny Hughes We catch up with Jonny Hughes’ story in a new setting, whilst it is unclear of the exact location it would appear that we are in a cafeteria of some kind. The only two inhabitants of the room are the two generations of the Hughes family who are sat at the table in the centre of the room directly opposite each other. With both of the men now in full light the family resemblance is clear as day and it’s safe to say that Jonathan Hughes takes after his father, both men have rugged good looks and the same piercing blue eyes. The men cut two very opposing figures as they sit at the table, the elder Hughes is wearing a broad smile on his face as he looks across the table at his son who is hunched over his cup of tea, stirring it slowly and making a deliberate attempt to not make eye contact with his father. Jonny slowly raises his drink to his mouth and takes a long drawn mouthful of the piping hot tea, he grimaces as it slides down his throat. It would appear that whatever they call ‘tea’ in Sweden is not up to the same high standards as a good cup of Tetley’s. There’s an awkward silence for a few moments as Jonny slowly places his cup back on the table in front of him, Hughes’ father’s smile fades and he looks away from his son who steals a quick look up at his father before looking back at his cup of tea. It takes a few moments before the silence is broken when Hughes’ father, whose name is William speaks.William Hughes: How long has it been?Jonny Hughes: ...Jonny simply stares down at his cup, completely ignoring his father’s question. Although he does manage to bring himself to look up at his father.William: Look...I understand if you don’t want to talk to me...I mean, it’s certainly been a while...Jonny: A while?...It’s been the best part of fourteen years.Jonny stares at his father, his eyes filled with the anger of an abandoned child. William is unable to look his son in the eye and ashamedly looks away.William: Look...I’m sorry I left but there’s nothing I can do to change the past.Jonny looks away from his father, still angry but apparently recognising the fact that William is right, nothing can change the past.Jonny: ...If I’d have known it was you I wouldn’t have came...But I’m here now...So why did you bring me here?William: I brought you here to try and make things right...Jonny lets out a frustrated laugh under his breath as he looks at his father.Jonny: Make things right?...Make things right?!...It’s too late for that, if you wanted to make things right you’ve had the last fourteen years to do so...You could’ve came back when I got in touch all those years ago...you should have came back when we needed you most..but instead you stayed away...you ignored your family when we needed you.William: Jonathan...Jonny stands up, tossing his chair backwards in the process, he turns to leave but stops in his tracks when he hears something he’s not heard for what seems to be an eternity, the loud call of his father.William: JONATHAN!Even hearing it brings back memories of his youth, the days before his father walked away. The times when they would simply have a kickabout in the local park until dark, the way his father would put him on shoulders on the way home and how his mother would greet them both with a gentle kiss on the cheek, the way the smell of the dinner she’d prepared for them would drift through the house as they kicked their shoes off in the hallway and raced each other to the dinner table, a race his father would always let him win and when they’d reach the table he’d ruffle his hair and tell him how proud he was. Hughes’ anger is quickly silenced as the memories flood back to him and a slight hint of tears appears in his eyes as he remembers the good times. Perhaps he should at least hear his old man out, even after all the pain he’s caused him William is still father and he always will be. Jonny slowly turns back to face his father and gathers his chair before sitting back down at the table.William: Thank you...The Hughes men both look up at one another and make direct eye contact for the first time. Jonny stays as still faced as ever, refusing to give any indication of his emotions but his father smiles broadly as he gazes upon his first born, looking at the man he’s become.William: Look at you...All grown up.William laughs as he remembers how it used to be, how he used to be able to lift his son onto his shoulders with ease, how Jonathan used to sit on his father’s knee as they watched Newcastle play on the telly. The days when that was possible are long gone as he looks at the imposing physique of the man his little boy has become.William: The last time I saw you you were yay high.William raises his hand just above his head and laughs as he looks at just how tall his son is these days.William: Now you’re almost as big as your old man.Jonathan looks up at his father as the smallest hint of a smile spreads across his face. After spending the past fourteen years resenting his father deep down he know that he missed having someone to look up to, he missed having a strong male role model in his life.William: So how’ve you been? What’s been going on in your life all these years?Jonny lets out a long sigh, struggling to pick a starting point for him to fill in his father on his life.Jonathan: Well...I passed all my GCSE’s at school...I was captain of the football team...and I ran for the county a few times...William: You know I always knew you were destined for greatness...you were such a natural athlete...you were good at anything you turned your hand to, just like your old man...Hearing this makes me proud to call myself your fatherJonathan smirks as he looks up at his father who is showering with the recognition that he was been longing for all his life.William: So what about David?Jonathan’s smile fades as his younger brother’s name is brought up, David never was the sporting type and he didn’t search for paternal approval the same way Jonathan did when they were young. He knows that if he tells his father about David only amounting to the dizzy heights of a barman it’ll leave him disappointed.Jonathan: David erm...well David looks after mum now.The room goes quiet at the mere mention of Jonathan’s mother, with neither man sure what to say next. It is William who is the bravest of the two Hughes men and he speaks first.William: Your mother...how is she?Jonathan’s face falls as he thinks about the health of his mother, how she has spent the last few years confined to a wheelchair after the accident, an accident she has no memory of, and how she is in need of constant care. Care that he used to provide until he got his break in ACW, he wonders what kind of job David is doing in his place, he wonders if she’s been looked after as well as he’d like. He manages to bring himself to talk about his mother.Jonathan: She’s...she’s good, you know considering...William: Good...So what about you?...What fills your time these days?Jonathan knew this subject would come up, he knew it was only a matter of time before his dad asked him about his occupation and he knows exactly how he’ll react when he finds out that his son picked the career of a professional wrestler. He remembers the day when he came home from watching his first wrestling match at a friend’s house, he remembers how his father reacted when he told him that he wanted to grow up and become a wrestler instead of the career his father has pushed for him. The career that Jonathan had focused most of his academic life towards, the career that runs in his family, the Royal Air Force. He pauses for a moment before deciding to tell his father the truth and how he’d have to accept it.Jonathan: Well...wrestling fills my time these days.William’s smile quickly fades and a look of disappointment spreads across his face like wildfire, he shakes his head and looks down.William: So you went through with it then? You decided on a life of rolling around in your underpants with other men over the family trade?Jonathan: I never wanted to join the air force...That was always your dream...You never listened to what I wanted.William’s disappointment quickly turns to anger and he slams his hand down on the table making a loud thud followed by the gentle clinking of the cups and saucers on the table.William: I never listened because what you wanted to do was a joke. You turned your back on the family trade...I’ve never been so ashamed in my life.Jonathan’s temporary good will has completely vanished, all the fond memories he has of his father from his youth have been replaced by the reality. The man never really cared what his son wanted, he only cared about moulding his first born into the perfect pilot as his father had done to him. Jonathan leaps to his feet and curls his fists in anger, he stares at his father who refuses to look him in the eye.Jonathan: I won’t sit here and let you lecture me about turning my back on family! Although if I wanted any advice on that you’d be the first person I’d come to since you have a wealth of experience in that department...I’d never turn my back on family...well maybe with one exception...Jonathan storms towards the door as his father sits with his head in his hands at the table, alone once again, Jonathan is just about to leave when he turns back to face his father one last time.Jonathan: Do you want to know why I didn’t join the Air Force like you?...I was worried that if I followed in your footsteps I’d eventually become you...and I didn’t want to become a man who’d abandon those he loved...I should never have come here and if I ever see you again it’ll be too soon.Jonathan storms out of the room, turning his back on the man who did the same to him all those years ago. William Hughes sits alone at the table with his head in his hands, this was the one real chance he had to reconnect with his family and he’s blown it, he picks up his cup of tea and tosses it across the room in anger as the scene fades and brings a close to chapter 1 of our story.Fade
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 9, 2009 16:14:54 GMT -5
Drowning Your Sorrows Dave Shadow, Dan White A Swedish strip club. The finest place to celebrate a hard-fought victory. A number of beautiful Swedish blondes dancing around purely for your pleasure. What more could you ask for?
Well if you've just lost your Entertainment Title, then I guess you could ask for a fair bit. But that's the hardship Dave Shadow has suffered tonight, ironically just three days after joining forces with Gingerdude and Thunderkiss. He's trying to drink the night away, and get over his first title defeat in ACW. With a resigned look on his face, he finishes the rest of a double whiskey on the rocks, cracking the glass onto the table with some force.Dave: Three months I had that title! And all for what? So that little punk could win it...He shakes his head as he slouches back into the stool. The poles in the middle of the room are lit with a number of scandedly-clad women, offering their services for private dances to various punters, many of them old, balding, middle-aged Swedish businessmen who are clearly here on the sly from their wives. As they hurridly make their way to the private rooms, one of the women, a tall, blonde-haired women in silver underwear makes her way up to Dave Shadow, tapping him on the back.Dave: What?!Dave's outburst takes the woman by surprise, but she quickly attempts to warm with the Irishman.Woman: Relax, honey. What's the problem? She attempts to give Dave a backrub, but he quickly pushes her hand in the way.Dave: My problem is apparently one which is not going to be solved by a two dollar whore, so thanks...but no thanks.The woman, offended at Dave's rejection, opens her mouth to respond. But instead, she notices the empty glass on the table.Woman: Would you like me to get you another drink, then? Dave looks up at her, with a look that would murder a thousand jobbers.Dave: I said leave me alone...The whole club almost comes to a stand-still with Dave's outburst, but he glares at the rest of the bar, as the woman hurries away, offended and upset after being given a mouthful. He also gathers attention from the bouncers, who look over at him with a firm glare, but decide not to give him any more trouble. Dave shakes his head, before he's tapped on the shoulder again. After what happened before, it's really not wise to annoy him at this moment, and he replies, talking through his teeth in an attempt not to cause another scene.Dave: I thought I told you to piss off. I don't want another drink...??: Oh, I'm not here to give you a drink. His curiosity piqued, Dave turns around...Dan White: HI DAVE!!! Dave: Oh god NO!!!-=-WHACK!!!-=-! Dave is sent sprawling across the floor, as a firm right hook lands across his jaw. Dan stands over him, with his cuts and bruises still clear from last Monday, as Dave tries to scramble up to his feet, using the table to help himself up. But Dan's not here to have a fair fight; he's hear for revenge, and he grabs Dave by his shirt, lifting it over his head and following it up with a knee to the face. He then throws him against another table, flinging a bottle of beer into a young man's face. The youngster stands up almost asking for a fight, but seeing the intensity in the Welshman's eyes, he quickly backs away, as a crowd begins to form around the duo.
The brief altercation has allowed Dave to get to his feet, with blood pouring out of his nose. He doesn't wait for Dan to turn around, before grabbing a good clump of his hair and pulling downwards, whacking the back of his cranium off the table Dave had originally sat at. This knocks Dan a bit silly, as Dave tries to stumble away, but Dan's nowhere near finished. He's quick to his feet, and grabs a wooden chair, and without hesitation cracking it against Dave's back, to wails from the Irishman.Dan White: THAT is for costing me the World Title! With the wooden chair now in a hundred pieces, Dan looks around, grabbing a glass full of ice and bourbon, smashing it down into Dave.Dan White: THAT is for double-crossing me with Thunderkiss and Gingerdude!! With Dave rolling around in agony, which doesn't help as there's now glass shards all over the place, Dan decides to finish it all off with a mighty boot into the stomach.Dan White: And THAT is for beating us in the Six Nations!!! Dave's beginning to cough up blood, as Dan looks up, and the crowd, which had drawn closer to the fight, quickly disperse, in fear of getting caught up in Dan's wrath. Dan smirks, lifting Dave up and forcing him over to the bar. There's several drinks lined up, and Dan commands the people seated at the bar to move away, with a simple flick of the wrist. With about eight or nine drinks now at the bar, Dan grabs Dave by the head, forcing him head-first into each and every single one of them, each one crashing hard off his cranium, and splitting his forehead open. Once at the end of the bar, Dan shrugs his shoulders, before whacking Dave's head off the bar.
With Dave in no state to get up, Dan makes his way over to the DJ desk, making a request. With a raise of an eyebrow, the DJ follows, if only, much like the majority of the club, to avoid getting smashed up. She inserts a CD into the CD Player, and turns the volume right up, as Dan smirks. The song is awfully familiar, and Dan decides to give us a little rendition, as he applies the boots in to Shadow.Dan White: MONEY, MONEY, MONEY! !-=-BOOT!-=-! Dan White: IT'S SO FUNNY! !-=-BOOT!!-=-! Dan White: IN A RICH MAN'S WOOOOORRRRRLLLLDD!!! !-=-BOOT!!!-=-! Gaining a small applaud for his attempt at kareoke, he grabs Shadow again, lifting him up, and smashing his head into the bar again. Keeping hold of him, he takes two of his fingers, pointing them into Dave's eyes and then into a large mirror, one of the many that surrounds the club. But this momentary taunt gives Dave his one chance to get away; he elbows Dan in the crotch, giving him a low blow, before stumbling towards the door.
He makes it all the way, but the bouncers block his path. They look ready to attack him, making it clear that what happens in their bar, stays in their bar. But one of the bouncers looks at the other.Bouncer 1: Hey Sven, is that one of the Gingerdude boys? Sven The Bouncer: It sure looks it, Marcus. Best let him through yah? Duly, they step aside, and Dave falls through the door, onto the street. Dan meanwhile has managed to just about recover from getting low blowed, and staggers towards the door. The bouncers don't even make an attempt to block him, knowing that even in this vulnerable state, Dan is still a very dangerous man. He walks out of the club, looking left to no avail, before turning right and seeing Dave barely crawling away. A broad smirk appears on Dan's face, as he races up, giving Dave another almighty boot in the stomach. Dave winces again, coughing up yet more blood, making him look like a real mess.
But fortunately for him, there's an Allie or two in the neighbourhood. Two Swedish policemen from the opposite side of the road race over, grabbing Dan and forcing him against the wall.Dan White: Ah, jeez....fuck, man! The face! Watch the face! They pay little attention to him, ramming his face into the wall as they handcuff him. One of them then goes towards Dave, and immediately speaks into his walkie talkie.Swedish Policeman: Hi we need an ambulance here, stat. And maybe a backup policecar as well. The other policeman forces Dan towards the street, and helps him cross, before opening the policecar and bundling Dan inside. Dan turns around, yelling at Dave before he's cut off.Dan White: Dave! Don't think that this is the last of it! I'll see you Warfare! The policeman slams the door shut on Dan, as the camera turns back to Dave. Ambulance sirens in the background can be heard as the other policeman treats him, attempting to clear up the amount of blood lost from the Irishman. Dave looks up at him, with blood pouring from his nose, a cut on his forehead, and out his mouth. He knows that for now, it's over, but he also knows that Dan White is someone that he may regret having turned on. He may regret it for the rest of his life.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 9, 2009 16:15:46 GMT -5
Segment: United We Stand, Divided He'll Fall. Credit: Jake Steele
The following segment takes place in the hallways of ACW, as we see Jake Steele walking down along them. Last week he promised a surprise guest for XS3, but all night we haven’t heard from him directly to speak on that actual promise. And he still has yet to accept the challenge laid out by Matt Irvine for a match at Fallen Heroes. ACW’s head interviewer, Charlotte King knows this and as always she wants to be the first to get the insider information on what exactly is going down. Catching Steele as he pasts by her, Charlotte yells out for him to return, the microphone already in her hand and ready to hear what he has to say. Let’s listen in.
Charlotte: Steele! Please, I know you said you weren’t going to accept XS3’s challenge until you revealed the big surprise from his past. But the night is almost over, and we haven’t heard from you at all, and nothing has been revealed. Could you give us a update on what is going on?
Steele stops, and thinks to himself a moment. After short consideration, he answers one of her inquiries.
Steele: Aight, you know what. Listen, as far as Matt’s challenge for me to put da World Title up against him at Fallen Heroes goes… I accept. It’s his funeral. I won’t stop him from showin’ up to it, dat’s for damn sure. He wants to run his mouth on and on about how I was immature - how I needed guidance? Nah, he’s got it all wrong. He rode my success to where he is at right now. He rode Train’s success to where is at right now. He took from our success… to make himself famous again, and why? Because he cannot create his own. He thinks he got into my head when he shadow stepped me last week? Haha… he’s dead wrong. All he did was make me smarter, he made wiser and he made just dat much mo’ ruthless, you dig? So thank you Matt Irvine. Because now…
Anything Goes.
Steele flashes his signature smirk and turns to walk off, but Charlotte grabs him by the arm. She’s not done yet. She wants answers!
Charlotte: Wait a minute. What do you mean by “Anything Goes”?
Steele: It’s simple. Things done changed drastically. People have united in these hard times. And sometimes, when you least expect it, you find somebody who shares da same views as you. Somebody who wants to see one man fall, and dey want to see them fall hard. It’s a chance like dat, which makes you… me. I’m a real smart dude, and sooner than later, you’ll see it in full effect …
… Stay tuned, Stockholm. Stay tuned.
Steele winks at the camera, as he walks off leaving Charlotte even more curious than before, and also tickling the brains of the Swedish members of the crowd (which is everybody since we’re in Sweden). Charlotte watches Steele walk off, before turning back to the camera and signing off.
Charlotte: Well… there you have it. XS3 vs. Rattlesnake… is next!
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 9, 2009 16:16:22 GMT -5
Main Event: XS3 vs. Rattlesnake (Credit: XS3)
Phillip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Orlando, Florida, weighing in at 257 lbs, "The Vision of Greatness" Rattlesnake!
The lights fade to black. Two green spotlight shine across the fans and stop at the top of the entrance ramp. The spotlights quickly shut off shortly after. The words "Don't fear the reaper, fear the Rattler" echo throughout the arena followed by "Blind" by Silverchair. The spotlights flicker back on as a huge surge of green pyros blast off with a huge cloud of smoke. As the smoke clears, Rattlesnake appears in the spotlights. He slowly walks down the ramp and looks at the fans as he passes. He stops to look around to cheers from the fans. He starts walking down to the ring again. As he inches closer to the ring, the arena lights slowly come back on until he reaches the steps. He walks up and steps into the ring. He walks over to the turnbuckle and climbs it. He looks around as flashbulbs continuously go off. He nods his head and jumps down.
Phillip: And his opponent, from Maple Creek, Saskatchewan, Canada, weighing in at 268 lbs, XS3!
The opening of "Hail Destroyer" kicks in and the crowd begins to boo as XS3 appears from the back, decked out in his ring attire. He looks on at the fans with a nonchalant smirk before finally deciding to head down the ramp. When he approaches ringside, XS3 takes in a deep breath then exhales, wondering what the ring will hold for him tonight. Finally, XS3 slides into the ring under the bottom rope and mounts on the second rope, raising his left arm in the air. XS3 hops down and watches as the lights return to normal and the music fades.
Bell rings.
XS3 and Rattlesnake cautiously circle each other, with XS3 slapping his chest to signify it's go time. The two big men lock up and XS3 gets the first move with a side headlock. Rattlesnake easily shoves XS3 off of him but is soon drawn into another headlock. XS3 jumps up and lands hard on his feet, applying more torque to Rattlesnake's neck. It proves costly as Rattlesnake uses a small bit of leverage from this attack to bring XS3 up and hit a back suplex. XS3 shakes off the damage but is soon being beaten down with forearm smashes. XS3 is then whipped off the ropes but he surprises Rattlesnake with a flying forearm smash. Rattlesnake rebounds into the ropes but uses a quick Yakuza kick that knocks XS3 down. Rattlesnake pins XS3 but gets a two count. Rattlesnake grabs XS3 and tosses him into the corner, using some stiff haymakers before whipping him into the opposite corner. Rattlesnake prepares for yet another Yakuza kick but XS3 dodges, leaving Rattlesnake to crotch himself on the top rope. XS3 uses this predicament to grab Rattlesnake and hit a back suplex, bridging for a two count.
The Stockholm fans encourage Rattlesnake to get back to his feet as XS3 pulls Rattlesnake up and throws some more punches, each one doing its damage. Rattlesnake is then set up for a double arm DDT but he spins out of it and hits a vicious clothesline on XS3, who stumbles to his feet afterwards. XS3 is then brought up with a suplex and springboarded off the top rope for good measure. However, he manages to land on his feet and he spins Rattlesnake around, nailing a complete shot for a two count. XS3 throws some stomps to the head of Rattlesnake before bringing him up and delivering a northern lights suplex for two. XS3 then goes over to the leg of Rattlesnake and stomps on it a couple of times before spinning around and dropping all his weight on the kneecap. Rattlesnake cries out as XS3 covers, getting two. With a knee targeted, Rattlesnake is quickly locked into a single leg crab, with XS3 putting all kinds of pressure on the now hurt Rattlesnake.
The 2006 Emperor of the Ring is not quite ready to submit; he tells the ref off in true Rattlesnake fashion ("PISS OFF!" lol) then inches his way towards, and manages to grab, the bottom rope. XS3 lets go and drags Rattlesnake back towards the center of the ring. Rattlesnake kicks XS3 off of him and then turns the tables on XS3, grabbing him by the legs and turning him over for the Walls of Jericho. XS3 refuses to quit much like his opponent and goes for the bottom rope. Rattlesnake moves forward and pulls XS3 away from the ropes. XS3 seems to be in quite a predicament and he begins to roll forward. He rolls out from under Rattlesnake's legs so that he appears before him and begins hammering away at Rattlesnake with some heavy fists. XS3 gets back to his feet but an attempted clothesline leaves him vulnerable for Rattlesnake to strike with the Poisonous Venom, which only gets a two count.
XS3 is back to his feet but Rattlesnake grabs him and goes over to the turnbuckle, hitting repeated snake eyes drops. XS3 holds his head in dizziness and Rattlesnake uses a powerslam to get a two count. XS3 is getting to his feet and Rattlesnake signals for the Snakebite. Sure enough, XS3 turns to face Rattlesnake and is brought up for the finisher. But XS3 slips out from behind and spins Rattlesnake around, nailing a lightning fast Closing Moment. Rattlesnake crashes near the turnbuckles and XS3 awaits for him to get up. XS3 then picks up a standing Rattlesnake and applies a hammerlock before bringing him up with a bearhug, a move XS3 calls The New Game. Rattlesnake is then brought to the center of the ring and XS3 begins to squeeze Rattlesnake with everything he's got. Rattlesnake refuses to give in and he begins to raise his fist proudly, bringing his fist down on XS3 repeatedly followed by a headbutt. XS3 lets Rattlesnake go and is grabbed by the throat, being lifted up for a chokeslam. XS3 counters and lifts Rattlesnake up, completing the Burning Cradle.
XS3 then heads over to the corner and frantically waits for Rattlesnake to get up. The Stockholm fans warn Rattlesnake of the impending danger and he manages to spot XS3 coming. A Shadow Step attempt is thwarted when Rattlesnake amazingly leapfrogs over the move. XS3 turns around and is hit with a quick spinebuster, with Rattlesnake pinning for a two count. Rattlesnake then goes to apply the Constrictor but XS3 quickly spins out of it and hits the spinning side kick. XS3 then hits a double arm DDT and prepares for the Shadow Step once more. Rattlesnake is back up and XS3 charges forward once again. Rattlesnake dodges the move, using a drop toe hold to do the trick. Rattlesnake then goes for the Constrictor once more but XS3 spins out of it, arm dragging Rattlesnake. Once both men are back on their feet, XS3 charges forth and finally hits the Shadow Step, much to the dismay of the Stockholm fans. XS3 lands on Rattlesnake and acquires the 1-2-3.
Bell rings.
Phillip: Here is your winner, XS3!
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 9, 2009 16:16:47 GMT -5
The boos emerging from the mouths of the angered Stockholm fans increase in volume with every passing second as XS3 stands from the prone body of Rattlesnake and has his arm raised by the referee. As XS3 looks around, all he can do is smirk as he ascends the turnbuckles, throwing his left arm into the air. Rattlesnake rolls out of the ring and makes his way up the ramp, garnering the support of all he passes. As for XS3, he remains in the ring with his music slowly fading and a mic in his hand.
XS3: I told you... I told ALL of you that Rattlesnake would fail tonight. My failures have turned into successes! But you have all been clouded with a false truth from your fake messiah. You anxiously chomp at the bit to anticipate whatever blasphemy emerges from this poser's mouth and accept it as gospel. I'm here to wake you all up with a reality check. Jake Steele. You spoke of a mystery person being used against me... Well, come on then. Show this person to me. And prove that you're not just talk.
XS3 lowers the mic and casually glances at the entrance ramp. Sure enough, "Ain't I" creeps into the arena and the fans stand as one. XS3 shrugs them off as they see Jake Steele and Misono Matheson appear from the back together, holding hands as they do so. They slowly separate and Steele steps to the side, and allows this mystery person to step through the curtains. XS3 looks on, and his jaw drops, his eyes gape open wide, his head begins to shake left to right in disagreement and he can be seen mouthing the words “what the fuck!”. Why is XS3 in such an uproar you could be asking yourself right now? Well, the answer is quite simple actually… take a look at the entrance ramp. Go ahead. See it? Oh, wait, I forgot. Alright, I’ll tell you… standing next to Jake Steele and Misono, who’s face is beaming at the moment… is XS3’s wife, and the mother of his children. Christine Irvine.
She looks up at the ramp towards her husband, who is livid. For many reasons, why is she out here and not tending to their child? Why does she look so pissed, and why most of all is she seemingly aligned with the man XS3 has declared war on; Jake Steele. Her arms folded, she sticks a hand out to Steele, who hands her his microphone and takes a few steps back with one sick smirk on his face, as Misono leans on him, loving this plan as well. XS3 looks over at him and has all the desire to leave the ring right now and kick that smirk right off of his face. Although that wouldn’t be a wise decision currently, as Christine looks to have something to say.
Christine: Matt, please... Hear me out. I watched you at home on this tour and watched what you did to Jake, Train and Lee... These guys were your friends. We let them into our home and you four had so many fun memories togeth--
XS3: Fun memories? Oh ho ho ho, THAT is where you are wrong. They were allies, associates, nothing more and nothing less. They only came to our place because they chose to follow us home like a dog on a fucking leash. Honey, ditching them was the greatest career move I've made thus far in my third time here in ACW. Don't you know what this means? There's no more Train coming after our son, there's no more Lee attempting to learn the ways of whoever the hell he said he was facing. We can look after ourselves, our son.
XS3 slowly lowers the mic and sees his wife looking down at the ramp with a pang of sorrow. His fears are confirmed when she guides the mic back to her mouth and looks back up with tears in her eyes.
Christine: Matt... I'm sorry. I can't let you do this to someone that I've grown fond of. And together...
She pauses and inhales coolly, not knowing what the possible consequences are going to be.
Christine: We're going to get you gone from ACW.
No… that can’t be right. Can it? Not only has she decided to stay with the Road Steelers, but now she claims to want her own husband, the father of young Corey Irvine to be gone from the organization which has provided for her for many years. All XS3 could do is stand and listen, listen and get berated by the one person who he thought would stick by his side no matter what. Seems he was wrong…
That clock which went off before, it’s beginning to tick again in his head as he closes his eyes in the ring, blowing out a long stream of air. Tick. Tick. Tick.
Boom.
XS3 slips out of the ring, and begins sprinting up the ramp, as Steele cracks his knuckles, and removes his shades, meeting him head on. The two engage in a war of whammy’s, for the first time since August. Even with Stockholm knowing which sides each man is on, they don’t know who to root on, so they go nuts and watch the battle unfold. XS3, being the bigger man has an advantage over Steele, and he utilizes that as he thrusts his large knee into the gut of Steele, which causes the champ to hop up and back into the air about two inches. XS3 grabs Steele by the head and slams him painfully into the barricade, causing his cranium and arm to bounce against the steel railing. XS3 steps back a few feet now, looking over to Christine with a cold glare which could kill. She, already yelling for help almost as soon as the brawl broke out, continues to yell… until Mr. Irvine is right before her, staring down her soul as she slowly cranks her neck around to look at him. She doesn’t know what to do, frozen stiff. Beginning to plead he doesn’t hurt her after her harsh words only seconds ago, yet he continues to stare into the depths of her soul.
He spins around suddenly though and Big Boots Steele square in the top of his head. Steele falls back on the ramp, and XS3 shakes his head in disgust as he picks Steele up and carries him over to the ring post, throwing him into it as Steele flies around it and lands on the ground. XS3 stalks Steele, taking his own good time as he ducks over Steele, picking him up by the shirt and knocking him right back down with a hook to the cheek. He keeps hold of Steele’s shirt as he strikes him with another shot, after dragging him up onto his knees. XS3 continues with shots to the skull as Christine and Misono yell some more for the security to come out. Eventually they do, and they attempt at pulling XS3 off of his enemy. They manage to drag him back a few steps, before XS3 shakes them off and begins unleashing strikes and knocking them down one by one.
Once that’s out of the way, XS3 takes Steele up by his shirt again, dragging him past the security as they step over them and past Christine and Misono, who are pressed up against the guardrail, avoiding getting into the scuffle. XS3 places Steele so his back faces up the ramp, and he pulls back on a punch, lunging his pulsing fist with the blow… but Steele quickly ducks the punch and elbows XS3 in the back of his head, giving Steele time to stagger and crawl to Misono, waving his hand around as if he’s asking her for something. She seems to know exactly what he’s asking for, as she reaches into her blouse and pulls out a pair of Brass Knuckles. Steele yanks them from her and slides them onto his hands as he begins to play possum to XS3, falling to the ground. XS3 holds the back of his head Matt Hardy style, as he moves towards Steele, taking another chance to glance over at Christine, still clearly outraged by her own betrayal. XS3’s focus on his wife is the last thing he should be doing, cause once he grabs the back of Steele’s shirt, his face is forced to meet the cold, cold brass of Steele’s knuckles.
XS3 staggers back from the unexpected blow, as Steele follows it up with a shot to the gut and another shot directly to the jaw of XS3. XS3 trips up on air it, as he falls up onto the ramp. The Security decides it’s best to try and hold off this brawl once again, but now Steele has the pull. He spins around and throws up his fist, warning to them that he won’t think twice about knocking them the fuck out. They back off and Steele goes back to the dazed XS3, taking him by the arm and dragging him up the ramp. He pulls him all the way to the top, to where then he drags XS3 up by his shoulders and grabs the back of his head, throwing him into the steel sides of the entrance ramp. XS3 bounces back and rolls to the ground, crawling along the top of the platform near the electrical equipment, making sure to not go too far and fall off. Steele’s eye begins to gleam as he finds the perfect opportunity to end this war right here and now. He takes off his Brass Knuckles, throwing them into the crowd as the Swedish fans try to catch a souvenir once the Brass Knucks reach them. Steele heads over to XS3, clutching his long locks of hair and spinning him around as XS3’s sits on his knees, looking down onto the platform as Steele looks down at him with intentions of something destructive. He tries to pick XS3 up, but XS3 low blows him for his troubles!
Steele quickly clutches his ball area, as he begins walking off further near the end of the platform. He stops and takes a breath to himself, huffing and puffing as he is surely in some deep pain. At the time it seems smart to do, as the mind can only focus on one body part, the part which hurts the most. Though in just a few seconds, another part of his body will be hurting much more than what hurts now. He doesn’t notice, but when he turns around he is caught like a deer in the headlights… with XS3 charging full speed at him and risking his own life, as well as Steele, you could even call it a sacrifice as both men plummet down with a thunderous Shadow Step!
Now lays two men, in a total wreckage. 16,000 strong in The Ericson Globe stand on their feet in a mixed state of shock, excitement and “OMG”. “Ayeseedub” and “Holy Shit” chants ring out as Christine, Misono and the security guards run up and off the stage to check on both men, who lay in the electrical wires unconscious. The medics are called out by the security, and ordered to help them up and onto stretchers if needed. All this commotion continues to go on, Christine and Misono still watching in horror from the top of the ramp as we begin to…
Fade to black
End of Show
(OOC: Credit for post-match segment goes to Steele and XS3)
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Post by The Feature Presentation on Apr 9, 2009 16:45:52 GMT -5
THE MACHO FEEDBACK!- It is very interesting seeing TK and Shadow work together, and so far I love it! Please don't cut this storyline short!
- Dan White vows he'll make The Corporate Alliance, or whatever you wanna call em' - PAY! I like this.
- I always love my Steele/Train. Kofi making an appearance made me LOL.
- Lee continues to impress, and makes Mr. Macho weary going into Fallen Heroes...
- Nice to see some stuff from the new guy, keep it up - Markus!
- Awesome to see Mainer is back in action, all of his stuff met his usual standard tonight and is keepin' a certain Macho on his toes!
- LOL @ radio segment!
- You continue to impress The Mach there, Phenomenal! Dave Shadow proves to us he is ready to move forward from the ET title division with this consistent workload hes been pumping out.
- Those Empire hooligans...always gettin' into trouble!
- XS3 further indicates to us that he is INDEED ready to challenge for the big one in a couple weeks time.
- Rawt gives us yet another hilarious segment with movie tickets and coffee cups! XD @ Barney.
- Who is this spectre that bothers Dan?
- Good ol' Raymond King stokes the fire that is Danny Mainer in this interesting segment. Props, Dan!
- Again I LOL @ Kofi.
- Both of Hughes' promos were very impressive tonight, and I look forward to more!
- Congrats to Phenomenal for winning the ET title! I knew you could do it, bud!
- Thunderkiss' "DOWNSIZING" was some of his best work yet! Read it!
- I was impressed reading Pot smokers unite!
- Nice to see a bit of Wayde, shame to know hes gone soon though!
- TRAIN! whos your opponent gonna be?
- Mainer's workload tonight, again - very impressive.
- Dan White further cements the fact hes one of the top contenders to win FH this year.
- Mr. Steele gives us a short yet sweet interview segment, Charlotte King gets used alot these days!
- Finally, XS3 and Steele end off the show in an entertaining end segment. I look forward to Warfare!
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Post by jonnyomega on Apr 9, 2009 17:53:36 GMT -5
There's still one more Volume to come from me actually, I didn't get it finished in time but I've finished it now and sent it to Spade so it should be slotted in soon.
It's actually the most important Volume as the other two lead up to it and a lot goes down.
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Post by lee on Apr 9, 2009 18:13:07 GMT -5
I lose again?! And I'm gonna lose on Monday too?! WHEN DO I GET TO WIN?! WHEEEEEEEEEEN?!
Good show regardless. Kofi, FTW, indeed.
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Post by Jake Steele on Apr 9, 2009 19:43:01 GMT -5
FEEDBACK! - Dave and Kiss are the type of heels you know you’re going to really, really hate as times goes on. Gingerdude is the glue that holds the entire stable together, and Anna is the “all about me” member of the group, as well as the Boss’ Daughter. They didn’t need to explain their actions, but they did and they did a hell of job doing so. Just one thing fellas… keep my name out your mouth, or I may have to fuck you two up. - Dan wants blood. Sweet. He also wants the World Title, that’s clear, but first he has more than a few people to go through. I‘m torn between who I want to win FH, but if I‘m still World Champ after FH, and Dan is facing me at OEV, then I‘ll be more than happy to put it all on the line against him. He deserves it anyways. Also, the line “It's almost been 5 goddamn years ever since I joined this place. I've had more World Title shots than Dave Batista.” made me chuckle. - You damn right The Road Steelers are at the top of their game Lee. - LOL at Markus Rogers debut segment. He makes a Office job seem like well… a Office job. It was a very fine job at starting to explain how the life of this new member of the roster is (or was…) the thought bubbles were also a nice touch that got me to laugh. - Mainer is like a British Batman, from Vegas. Very nice job. - I’m REALLY wondering now who the hell this mystery man is Mach, maybe he’s Mysterion!? - Family Guy references FTW. That whole Michael Jackson part was awesome. Thriller > everything still though. - Dave and Chris both making sure the world knows they want to win tonight, and also telling each other. I personally think Dave is a great heel, and Chris is good too. Who’ll win? Well you already know the answer to that. - I miss the King of Vegas. But I’m warming up to “The Butcher”. - *reads Empire segment* Vintage Jack Jefferson! - I definitely got some words for you XS3. You make it seem with your character like you really hated all of us, and that’s a great thing. It really is. I’m just confused as to why you called it FFFFFFUUUU pt. 2. Was there a pt. 1? - Hmm… looks like it’s time to pull The Cookie Sheet back out. Interesting segment fellas, creative too with the Top 5 part. I lol’d at Mach not making his own list, and Chicken Thighs. - Rawt FTW. AND THANKS FOR SPOILING THE MOVIE ASSHOLE!!! - I made the cover of ACW Monthly? FUCK YEAR!! And who in the blue hell is the Mystery Man, is the one that’s stalking Dan the same one who’s stalking RDK? The World May Never Know. - So good to see Hughes back in the swing of things, solo segment wise. I love his work, and this piece was no different. - Congrats on the Championship Win, Chris! - I already told you this, but Macho, you are a fucking genius for this segment. I lol’d numerous time throughout. The best part was with the random chicks screaming at Dr. Phil. Both you and Kiss work wonders together. - Lee with another solid segment, great job. Even though Spade posted this after your match. - I love how Kiss is still the same despite being officially married now. Him and Shadow work very well together. Also, at Makabe being fired. YOU BASTARD! - Things are getting hot with Train and Gingerdude. Hmm… the mystery man in this storyline also has me intrigued to who it is (okay I may already know… shut up!) - Wayde is quitting? That’s… nah, too easy. - Hughes and a Family Storyline? I’m looking forward to seeing what occurs with this. - Spade seems to be having “double segment” fever tonight. I think I got déjà vu. Solid segment anyways by Mainer. AC Evans is officially gone now I guess. - I love beat down segments that take place out of the arena, and this is one of them. Dan did a great job detailing just how bad he fucked Dave up, along with some funny commentary added onto it. At one point I thought he was singing my theme song, then it turned out to be some Soccer thing, fuck you for that Dan. He may have got arrested, but it was worth it for PAYBACK!! It was a great show everyone, and I just want to say, by every passing show I enjoy working with XS3 more and more. He’s great. I also look forward to the Hughes segment, whenever Spade puts it up.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Apr 9, 2009 19:51:46 GMT -5
Feedback for the show Dave Shadow and Thunderkiss- I’m going to group these two together as I pretty well have the same thing to say about the both of them. Your both were perfect this week coming off the events of Monday, you set the show up well off the hop and then carried it throughout. I’m very excited to see what the two of you do over the next few weeks. I don’t really have any complaints I can make with the segments so all I can say to wrap it up is keep up the good work and Dave we’ll have to write again some time. Thunder Train and Jake Steele- One word to describe these two, ROFFLECOPTER. Seriously guys next time I’m reading your segments I’m not going to be drinking chocolate milk cause that shit stings as it comes out your nose. I love reading your work as it’s humorous and it didn’t seem forced. I’m also curious as to who this is that keeps popping up in Train’s segments. Once again there is nothing I can really complain about, so just keep up the good work. XS3- Probably my favorite wrestler at this point in time especially as he isn’t trying to be a massive heel in his feud and yet by doing that he is adding to it. He is playing it perfectly, shifting the blame onto Steel for everything and cutting the best promo’s I’ve seen from him since I’ve arrived. It was an honor writing with you dude and best of luck. Dan White- Probably the opposite of XS3, he’s playing the perfect face siphoning everything off onto Ginger, TK, and Dave and making himself look that much better. You can’t help but root for him in his quest against those two. I definitely see this as being a Dan against the corporate alliance, and with his and Dave’s skill this could be feud of the year. Markus Rodgers- From his bio and his work this week I can tell that this is going to be a character I am going to enjoy. He did a great job with his scene and quite frankly left me wanting more from him. Props to you Markus and best of luck in ACW, I will be closely keeping my eye on you. Lee Homicide- I don’t know how you do it dude, but you took three interviews, entirely the same shit and yet made all three so different and entertaining. The one thing I have no doubt in saying from what I’ve seen is that you are probably the best at using secondary characters and using them to influence your scenes. You also play up the ego of Lee Homicide and it’s incredible to read. This man is truly what he is saying in his promo’s and that is the future of ACW if he stays around. Danny Mainer- Good to see you back buddy, excellent work this week as per usual. I love how you played off the past in your promo’s not ignoring it like some people tend to do in this game. I can’t wait to see what direction you take Mainer in over the next few weeks, up into Fallen Heroes and beyond. Rawt- Once again dude, very impressive work with your ONE segment this week and congrats on winning again. It’s fun to read a three hundred pound gorilla reacting the way he does. I don’t think I’m alone in saying it would be great to read MORE THAN ONE segment each show : ) Macho: Straight up, I’ve had the time of my life in ACW and it’s partly because of him. He took a chance on me not even a month into my ACW stay and invited me to join his stable and from there the rest is history. I really can’t say thank you to him enough for that. His work with TK was gold this week, and quite frankly I can’t wait for the conclusion of whatever the hell there planning, although I don’t think that’s gonna happen any time soon. Johnny Hughes- Last on the list for this evening but definitely not least. Throughout the show he did an excellent hob weaving his story and I can’t wait for the final volume to come up…JONNY Phenomenal Moment of the Night Phenomenal Thought Who da fuck keeps popping up around Thunder Train in his segments, who the fuck is stalking Mach and who was the mystery man with Dan White. I donno if they’re all the same but I’m veri, veri interested. (At least I hope)
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Post by xs3 on Apr 9, 2009 20:12:47 GMT -5
There is a pt. 1, I asked BK to edit it in when he had the time.
Lee Homicide is a deadly muthafucka! You don't want him knocking down your door, haha! And congrats to CP! And the Dr. Phil segment made me lol.
EDIT: It's in! Thanks to BK, of course.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 9, 2009 20:30:30 GMT -5
part 3 of Hughes has been posted in Mainers duplicated spot so be sure to go take a gander at that.
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