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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 30, 2009 16:01:40 GMT -5
Title Da Cracker Jack, and the future of the ACW Entertainment Championship. Credit: Chris Phenomenal The scene opens deep within the bowels of the Pavilhao Atlántico, inside a darkened room with only a single light bulb, definitely not the scene you would expect for Chris Phenomenal. This isn’t a normal Chris Phenomenal however, his palms are open and his left wrist has blood dripping down it, a razorblade coated crimson on what appears to be a work bench, his head hanging back behind the chair appearing to be un-conscious, or quite possibly dead.McNally: I think we need to get EMT’s to Chris Phenomenal right now, he appears to be seriously injured. Edison: I can’t believe this is happening, this looks more like something A.C. Evans would do, not Chris Phenomenal. The crowd roars however, as Chris Phenomenal’s head jerks up, a smile on his face as he stares down at his wrists and raises them to his lips and licks the blood off of it, smiling as some drips out of his mouth as he starts to speak, but doesn‘t, instead smiling at the crowd, a cruel and sadistic smile that shows he has expertly played the crowd.Chris Phenomenal: Gotta love that Cherry Kool-Aid.The crowd jeers at their emotions being toyed with as McNally and Edison curse the deception of Chris Phenomenal.Chris Phenomenal: You see, as easy as it was to play you all just now, is just as easy as it will be to continue my path throughout ACW. I rose from the ashes, my career was dead and yet it was given life once I signed with ACW. My career was further validated by the fact that I walked out with the ACW Entertainment Championship just under a month ago. Yet I now survey this landscape, those who one would presume are in contention for the Entertainment title and I see nothing, I see the dregs of ACW. Men like Johnny Hughes who have done nothing with their life save for being a member of the tea and crumpet club. You have Jack Jefferson, I man I have bested twice in competition in order to get to where I am at this date. You then have a man who hasn’t won a match in over three months in Mr. Purple or whatever the hell he’s called, some slut ass hoe and two of my Mega Star Alliance brother’s. As far as I am concerned there is no one in this division who can give me a serious test for my title. I am at least glad to see that Chairman Gingerdude has recognized this and given me a serious challenge for my title next week in Jason Freeman, the man who decided he could train his way to victory at Fallen Heroes but as usual fell flat on his face. Every year Freeman get’s so close only to fail, and on Monday I get to humble him…
But aren’t you looking past someone Chris…your opponent tonight…Thunderkiss…that’s right…
Thunderkiss I think I made it pretty clear earlier on in the night what exactly I have planned for you, what did the five fingers say to the face…SLAP. Thunderkiss I really don’t care that you are the Fallen Heroes winner, I don’t care that you’re a former champion, all I care about is the fact that you are standing in my way, the fact that…Chris is interrupted by the door opening as EMT’s rush into the room followed closely by Charlotte King and a cameraman. They all look dumbfounded at Chris, red stains on his chin yet perfectly fine, unlike two minutes ago where he appeared to be on death’s doorstep.Chris Phenomenal: And what the fuck do you want? The EMT’s continue to stare until finally Charlotte King, never the one to pass up an interview opportunity approaches Chris.Charlotte King Chris, it appeared as if you were seriously injured moments ago and yet now you appear to be in perfect health. What is your state heading into this match with Thunderkiss? Chris throws his arms up in the air, showing the stains on his wrist as he stands up out of the chair in his wrestling attire, hoody and wrestling shorts as well as a pair of Jordan IV’s.Chris Phenomenal: You want to know how I am Charlotte, watch my match.With that Chris walks out of the room and down the hall ready for his match before he hears a vibrating sound and pulls his I-Phone out of his pocket. As has been the norm over the past few weeks Chris has received another mysterious text messageI’m here tonight, Upper Deck, over the commentary.
Best of luck. [/center]
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 30, 2009 16:02:14 GMT -5
..::ACW::.. Match 3: THUNDERKISS VS. CP ..::MELTDOWN::..
Time limit: 15 Minutes Referee: Joey Reynolds
-* Tale of the Tape *-
Thunderkiss Age: 31 Height: 6'7" Weight: 353 lbs. Hometown: San Fernando, California
“The Harlem Superman” Chris Phenomenal Age: 20 Height: 6'7" Weight: 265 lbs. Hometown: Harlem, New York The lights dim and silhouettes from two strippers can be seen on the side trons. Thunderkiss' video plays on the Alpha as the man himself makes his way through the entranceway. He stands atop of the ramp way looking out into the crowd for a moment, when suddenly he lowers his body and sends his fist flying into the metal below. Upon this impact, pyro lights up both sides of the ramp way creating a sea of fire to escort Thunderkiss into the ring. Thunderkiss takes his time coming to the ring as he lets the world know they wait for him and him alone. His arrogant walk finally comes to an end as he makes his way up the ring steps and into the ring. Upon entertaining, Thunderkiss takes command of all four corners making a statement that THIS is his house.
“Simply Phenomenal” begins to play as Chris Phenomenal emerges from the back. He begins his ascent to the arena slowly bobbing to the beat of the music. Reaching the foot of the ring Chris pauses and raises his head looking at the ring before exploding up onto the canvas. He ducks into the ring and walks towards his corner, firing a few punches in the air. He removes the un needed accessories and waits in his corner for the bell.~!~DING,DING,DING~!~ MATCH START: Thunderkiss takes the ringing of the bell lightly as he laughs and waltzes to the center of the ring with one hand wrapped around his back. CP finds no humor in this and instead this lights his fuse even faster. With the quickness the likes TK has rarely seen, he is able to tag Thunderkiss square on the jaw before he can even see it funny. The crowd pops as they watch TK go down to a knee. The fun and games are over. TK wipes the scuff from his jaw, rises and turns. CP is there to meet him with a grapple and the rookie makes his first mistake. You know exactly which one by now and if you don’t, you don’t read. A smaller man should NEVER lock up with Thunderkiss and as CP goes sailing over into the corner, he leans exactly why. CP raises his head in the nick of time to see Thunderkiss charging. Wisely, he rolls out of the ring and TK’s chest gets up close and personal with the ring post. He bounces off of it like a ping pong ball and CP slides back into the ring for a combo. He wraps the fallen TK’s legs into the ropes for a tree of woe and hits the opposite side ropes for some needed leverage. He comes back strong and drives his C-P KNEE directly into TK’s groin. The Kiss Army immediately begins to cry fowl but Joey Reynolds looks the other way and pretends that he missed the entire ordeal. Payback for Mr. Makabe, perhaps? As the match continues to play out that question looms large in the background. MATCH MIDPOINT: CP continues to amaze the crowd by hanging with the number one contender for the ACW World Heavyweight Championship. After causing a raging TK to once again botch with a running clothesline, CP counters with a leaping lung blower. Thunderkiss rises up off the mat stunned and CP continues his dominance. With all his might he lifts Thunderkiss up off the canvas and puts him a top his shoulders. It takes quite the man to do this, but it takes even a more impressive man to launch him off his shoulders in a diamond cutter known as CARNAGE CUTTER! CP does exactly that and he leaps on top of TK for sure victory! A two count follows and TK rolls his shoulder much to the dismay of the Mega Star Alliance fans watching on as if nothing else in their life mattered. CP picks TK up and slaps a chin lock on him to wear him down, but Thunderkiss has other plans. Tired of being shown up by this rookie, he uses every ounce of strength in his body to shoot his way out of the chin lock and rise to his feet. Once there, he takes a leaping CP right off his feet with a KICK START MY HEART! The heart punch crashes its way into his chest and downs him instantly. His heart feels as if its going to explode and TK stands above him, laughing all the while. He picks CP straight up off the mat and lifts him high over his head. CP is put into the HEAVEN’S DOOR and then spiked into the mat like a nail. However, Thunderkiss doesn’t capitalize and instead prances around the ring, flaunting himself to the crowd. Will this come back and bite him? Thunderkiss: Come on you crackerjack! I haven’t even broke a sweat yet! You East coast boys break too easy. Well I ain’t done yet!MATCH ENDING: As we head to the final moments in this match up, it is apparent that Thunderkiss is back in “lulz” mode. He could have had the match in hand minutes ago but instead kicks CP around the ring as if he was trying to make a point to every newcomer that joins the roster from this point on out and that simply is “don’t fuck with me.” Tried of playing with his food, Thunderkiss picks CP up and Irish whips him into a nearby corner. He stops short of running in and instead pats his biceps for all to see. He then finally decides to run in with a massive clothesline, a whole thirty seconds after the fact. Thunderkiss, you just lost the game. CP puts his foot up as he sees TK’s advance coming a mile away. It knocks the spit right out of TK’s mouth and leaves him completely open for attack. CP knows that his window of opportunity is open and it won’t be for long. He may be a rookie to ACW, but he knows what it takes to win and he musters up every ounce of energy in his body and lands the perfect SUPERMAN PUNCH! TK’s eyes roll back up in his head for a brief second and before he knows what hit him, he lays flat on his back looking up at the lights. ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!! MELTDOWN WINNER: CHRIS PHENOMENAL! Thunderkiss kicks out a fraction to late and the sound of the bell provides him a Worldbreaker’s sized serving of humble pie. Now with 500% percent more calories. His face red with anger and embarrassment, he must now suffer watching Chris Phenomenal celebrate his biggest victory yet here in Alpha Championship Wrestling and he has no one to blame but himself. At the end of the night, there was only one rookie in the ring and his name was Thunderkiss.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 30, 2009 16:03:12 GMT -5
Segment – Return of Abel
The camera fades in to a distant hallway in the backstage area of the arena, and Vortex can be found walking through a little winded after his match from ring rust. Vortex half expects to be ambushed by Kevin again, just to get the ‘scoop’, even though mention of real life Frogger should keep him away for a while. Vortex is lost in thought when a voice stops him…
??: Rusty.
Vortex stops dead in his tracks. He knows that voice…
------------------------------------------------ ??: Long time no see, friend.
Something seems strikingly familiar about this man, although Vortex has no idea who he is. Vortex looks up in confusion, swearing that he’s seen this man somewhere, although where is a complete mystery.
Vortex: I really think you have me mistaken for someone else...
??: It’s a shame you can’t recognize your own brother when you see him.
Vortex: Brother? ------------------------------------------------
Vortex: Abel.
As he is speaking these words, Vortex turns to face his brother Abel. At this point, the exact origins of Abel are still unknown, but the resemblance between the two brothers is unmistakable. Even to this day Abel is an exact mirror of Vortex, except donned in red instead of blue. His hair is still as red as fire, as are his eyes, which show no sign of emotion, however they show strong signs of intelligence.
Abel: That shot to the chest really took out some of your reflex time didn’t it?
Vortex: I'm not sure what you're getting at....
Abel: You know exactly what I’m getting at, Gary winded you. GARY.
Vortex turns at this, for he knows it’s true. In all honesty he was a bit winded by ACW’s biggest jobber, and Gary didn’t even do anything. Despite this fact, Vortex still attempts to play dumb.
Vortex: What in the hell are you talking about? I beat Gary in two mintues flat.
Abel: Two minutes too many. To the untrained eye---your fans---you looked impressive. To me, you looked slow as a tortoise.
Vortex: Damn you!
The words have actually managed to anger Vortex, because he knows that they’re true. He lets his ego get the best of him and charges at Abel. Unfortunately for Vortex, Abel’s words ring true…he’s far too slow. Abel grabs him in mid-charge and slams him up against the wall.
Abel: Listen. You need training and you damn well know it. You attempt to step out there with any one on the main roster and you’re screwed.
Vortex: ......
Abel: This is no joke Dimitrius. You saw how long that Fallen Heroes rumble went on..if you decided to enter in your shape, you’d have been eliminated before you got in the ring.
Vortex: I'm not THAT rusty.
Both men stare at each other for a while, neither moving nor blinking. Vortex knows t hat Abel is being overly harsh on purpose; he wants the very best for his brother.
Abel: You have to remember who you are Dimitrius.
Those words spark a distant memory in Vortex’s mind…
------------------------------------------------ Vortex rushes Abel again, feints to the side and attempts to sweep Abel. Abel leaps up into the air over the sweep maneuver and lands behind Vortex, who stands up right into a sidekick delivered by Abel. Vortex stumbles backwards again, allowing Abel to come in and deliver an elbow to the gut, and then flip Vortex over into a Jujigatame Takedown.
Vortex writhes in pain as Abel expertly locks in the armbar, Vortex attempts to get out of the hold but to no avail. Abel could easily dislocate Vortex’s elbow, or entire arm, but applies just enough pressure to cause the tap out.
Vortex: Where did you learn that form, and how the hell do you move so fast? You seem to know my every move, it’s like I’m fighting a mirror or something.
Abel: You could say that, in fact that analogy is very correct. In time you’ll remember who I am, don’t worry though…you used to be much better than I ever will be. ------------------------------------------------
Vortex: I still don't know if I should trust you.
Abel: You’re going to have to if you want to get anywhere in this business…follow me.
Abel releases Vortex and begins walking towards the arena’s exit. Vortex dusts himself off and reluctantly follows, somehow deep inside he feels a connection to this man and a trust that goes beyond words.
But…why?
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 30, 2009 16:03:30 GMT -5
An Open Letter to the ACW Superstars By Dave Shadow Dear ACW Superstars,
Last weekend, we had one of the most important Pay Per Views of the ACW year. At Fallen Heroes, every member of the roster climbed in to that ring, and they did battle for a chance to headline Omega Effect and get a shot at the World Heavyweight Championship. Some people may say that Omega Effect is the really important show, but I disagree. It is simply the end of the path. Yes, it is for many the ultimate goal. But you cannot reach your destination without starting off on the journey. And you’ll never reach your destination unless you start strong. That’s what my good buddy Thunderkiss did when he won the chance to fight the champion. He started strong. And knowing my buddy as well as I do, I have every faith that come Omega Effect, Thunderkiss will end strong as well.
But he wasn’t the only one who started down a path towards success. I too can proudly say I had quite a strong showing at Fallen Heroes. I managed to come fifth in that match. Now, that in itself may not be very impressive. But look at the other four names who beat me. Thunderkiss. A man who deserved to get the title shot more than anyone else. Dan White. An arrogant bastard, but you know what. I was delighted to see Dan White come so close but fall at the final hurdle. Because it would have been one thing to see you ejected from that match within seconds of your entry. But it was far more pleasurable to see you eliminated so late on. Because you came so close, you could taste the win. You could feel it. And then, it slipped right through your fingers. You failed Dan, and now look where you are. At home, watching a real wrestling show. A contractual release was far too good for you White. I wanted to see you begging for your job. I wanted to see you plead. Be lucky you got off so lightly.
Then, there was Danny Mainer and Hollywood Mach. You know what. I respect the hell out of Mainer. And I’ve got no beef with him. Hell, in another life, we could have been best of friends. But you Mach. You have some nerve. You were the bastard who decided to eliminate me. And you know what really gets to me. You had a choice. You could have chosen between me and Thunderkiss. You had the time to pick which one of us to eliminate and you choose me over your arch-rival? That just shows me what a true bully you are Mach. I was delighted that Kiss won, but at the end of the day, you decided that rather than eliminate him, you’d pick the smaller, weaker guy. I make no secret of the fact that I am possibly the smallest guy on the roster right now. Compared to you, I’m a midget. So you know what I call you Mach? A bully.
And then you challenge me to a Falls Count Anywhere match next week? I know why you did that. You issued the challenge cause you think I’m going to be a weak little push over that has no chance of beating you. The invincible Mach. Well, let me tell you something. They say the big things come in small packages. And I’m that big thing. I’m ACW’s next big thing. I’m ACW’s legend in the making, and if I want to cement my name into the legacies of this fine promotion, then I think beating you is certainly the best way to do it.
Fallen Heroes was the start of a long and perilous path. You may have knocked me from the path I wanted to journey down, but that doesn’t mean I can’t follow the path I was put on. Cause either way, big things await me at the end. You’re going to be a sacrifice to facilitate my dreams and my ambitions. And I will make you sorry to have ever challenged me to a match.
The rest of the roster, take note. Mach will be the first example of why you should not piss off Dave Shadow.
Regards,
Dave.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 30, 2009 16:04:11 GMT -5
Segment: Gingerdude - You Know You Done Fucked Up Right? Credit: The Road Steelers: Jake Steele and Thunder Train
The Road Steelers are a well oiled machine. When you take away the former members getting jealous and trying to break that machine down, you have a stable that works together on a daily basis. They always have each others backs, and they don't hesitate to stick up for the other when it's needed. Case in point; tonight. Gingerdude has announced that at Night of Champions, he will be vying to take away Thunder Train's International Championship. Of course, this means that Dave Shadow and possibly even Thunderkiss will be around for this match, and will be trying their best to take Train's title away. Which also means Jake Steele and Lee Homicide will be there as well, making sure Train keeps his championship.
Overall still, the idea of that match doesn't sit well with either Train or Steele. And they've heard that Ginger had to leave the office due a stress call from a certain ACW superstar (thanks Lee!). And since Dave and Kiss are off somewhere fucking around, and Anna is probably off with one of her "flamboyant" friends talking shoes and shit. So now this means that they can do whatever they want... oh joy.
Thunder Train: HERE WE GO! TIME TO SMAS-
Steele quickly covers Train's mouth, looking around to make sure nobody knows what they're doing. He informs Steele of what they're about to do this swift and silently.
Steele: Aight nigga, listen. We gonna smash dis bitch up, and then we gone be out. You can't be yellin' either cause niggas will come look for us. And I really don't feel like hiding in a box while they search da room. Plus we'll need weapons, so take di-
Train ignores Steele's orders and he smashes a hole in the wall of Ginger's office... with his bare hands.
Steele: Dat works too..
Steele pulls out his signature bat from his back pocket, and he swings it, knocking off the lamp and papers from Ginger's desk. He then slams the bat on the desk itself, breaking the wood finish apart as he can't help but laugh in enjoyment, pounding away at the desk while Train rips a picture of Thunderkiss after Fallen Heroes off and he breaks it in half with his knee, before doing the same to a picture of Dave Shadow.
Steele twirls his bat around and he breaks the glass shelf's, which holds various antiques and old english shit, like tea glasses and crumpet holders. Train finishes the job Steele started with the desk and he breaks it apart with his double fist move. Steele smashes the bat against one of the walls, cracking the hole open as it exposes the blackness of the inside. Train rips up the couch pillows, before he takes the entire couch itself and hurls it back against a picture of Thunderkiss and Anna getting married.
The Road Steelers both look to each other and laugh, before Steele reaches back into his bag and pulls out two spraypaint cans, handing one to Train.
Thunder Train: Oh! I'm going to spraypaint "NWO" in here! Haha! IT will be funny and won't get lame after it's done 100 times! I am so creative!
Steele: Spray whatever you want, not like it's gonna mess anything up! Haha!
Train use the black spraypaint to spray various sizes of dicks on the wall, and Steele begins to work on a masterpiece. He aligns the words together, and in the end it spells out "Road Steelers". Almost as soon as he finishes, both of them hear sound in the background.
Steele: ]OH FUCK! TRAIN LET'S BE OUT, LET'S BE OUT SON!
Train: Hold on... I'm almost finished drawing Ginger's mouth...It's gonna be a penis lololol
Steele: HURRY UP NIGGA!
Train: Ah! There we go. Beautiful. The Train is a great artist.
Steele: ...dat's just nasty.
Train: IT'S ART! NOW COME ON LET'S GO! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?
Steele: WORD!
Steele and Train drop all of their shit and run out of the room, sprinting back to "headquarters" as around the corner comes none other than Chairman Gingerdude. He pulls out keys from his pocket to unlock the door of his office, not realizing that the door was busted down too as his head is down. He puts the key into where the slot used to be and his twists it in the air, still unaware. He walks in the locker room, and he sits down into his chair. He coughs into his hand, and looks up... and his eyes widen.
Chairman Gingerdude:[/color] WHAT THE BLOODY FUCKING HELL IS THIS SHIT!!
Gingerdude looks over to the side and sees the names.
Chairman Gingerdude:[/color] ...I am going to fucking kill Thunder Train if it's not the last bloody thing I do! DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!
Owned.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 30, 2009 16:05:50 GMT -5
Attn: Tag Team Champions! By Dave Shadow and Thunderkiss
As we cut backstage once more, we find our cameraman standing in the middle of one of the fanciest dressing rooms a wrestling fan will probably ever see. There’s everything a person could ever dream of; plush couches, soft, gentle lights, a strip pole in the corner, and a massive big bar, complete with personal bar man. As the camera continues to move round the room, it comes to a stop on one of it’s owners. Thunderkiss lies back in the sofa, still sweaty from his match earlier in the evening with Chris Phenomenal. He watches the ACW show on a massive plasma screen TV on the opposite wall, trying to chill out after a difficult match.
His peace is soon disturbed though, as the door to the dressing room opens. He throws over a quick glance before turning his attention back to the TV. Dave Shadow comes bounding in and sits down beside him, a big smile on his face. He stares at his tag partner, not saying a word. After a few seconds, Thunderkiss looks at him nervously. Dave raises his eyebrows, as TK turns back to the TV.Dave: TK. TK. I have....an idea!Thunderkiss: Judging by that smile on your face I can only assume you’ve been snooping around in the girl’s locker room again. Now let me save you some time and inform you that I’ve already tried drilling a hole in the wall. The concrete is too unforgiving, brother.Dave continues to smile, as Kiss tries to watch the TV, flicking between channels in hopes of finding something decent on. Dave’s smile starts to slowly fade.
Dave: Aren’t you going to ask me about the idea?Thunderkiss turns off the TV with a sigh and looks at Dave.Thunderkiss: But Doctor House is about to proclaim its never lupus. *Sigh* Alright Dave, what’s your brilliant idea? And hurry it up, by the way.Dave: Right, well, since you won the Battle Royal at Fallen Heroes, and congrats on that by the way...Thunderkiss *cheezy smile and thumbs up*: Cool story, bro!Dave: ...well, now you get a crack at the ACW World Title in only two short months. In practically no time, you’ll have gold around your waist again. Now, so far, we’ve already achieved our goal of destroying The Empire. I mean, Dan White is gone, and without him, its only a matter of time till Hughes and Jefferson fall as well. So that’s one thing we can strike off our list as done. So then, I think we need to move our sights on to a new target.Thunderkiss: This is relevant to my interests. Continue.Dave: Excellent. Well, I’ve been talking to Gingerdude, and he agree that two months is too long to have to wait for some gold. So, he’s encouraged me to talk to you so we can set up a challenge for the tag team titles!Now, Thunderkiss’s interest is really piqued. His eyebrows raise up his forehead as his eyes open as wide as possible.
Dave: Come on TK. I know you’re an expert when it comes to those tag titles and I know you’re hungry for gold. And you’ve got your shot at the world title at Omega Effect. I don’t have. So I’d really like to try and win those belts as well. Think about how much better Zero Tolerance and Double Deuce would look if we could add those titles to the group.Thunderkiss: How much better we would look? How about how much better ACW would look? That is our mission, Dave. To clean up this once great federation that has been turned into a cesspool by likes of Jake Steele and Bollywood Macho. All of ACW’s prized treasures need to be taken back and put into more respectable hands. If the tag titles are your main priority right now then I’ll get on board with ya’.Dave: Ok, cool. So be it The New Road Steelers or Jonny and his “mystery partner”, we can issue a challenge for the titles? I mean, obviously we’ll ask them first and do this all formal and properly, but we’re doing this?Thunderkiss: Do I want to wash Jenna Jameson’s beef curtains?Dave: Yes, awesome! I’ll go tell Gingerdude and set up the challenge! I'm thinking the last Warfare before the PPV. I guess that would be the 11th of May.... Dave jumps up off the couch, still talking and without giving his partner a chance to respond and runs out of the dressing room again. Kiss looks after his slightly excitably partner with a smile on his face, before turning back to the TV again.[FADE] ================================================= ====================================================================== A Little Q & A With The Press Credit: Andrew Black [/size][/center] As we fade in, Charlotte King stands backstage opposite Andrew Black, ACW’s newest signee. Charlotte is dressed nicely: a knee skirt and a white shirt that shows a respectable abut of cleavage. Black has changed from his ring gear into a white tank top and long black jean shorts, with a pair of mirrored aviators over his eyes. Charlotte King: Tonight I am with Andrew Black, the self-proclaimed Mr. Make You Tap and also ACW’s newest superstar. So Andrew, first off, why come to ACW? You have an unbeaten 1-0 MMA record. You fought for another MMA club for a while, and then you decide you want to wrestle. Why?Andrew Black: When I was fighting with the other MMA “club,” I learned that it wasn’t for me. The man there ran a shady business and it turned me off from MMA. I met someone who told me about this place and helped my get in ring shape. And now I am here to show the world what I can do. Charlotte King: What got you into MMA? How does a kid from Detroit decide one day he wants to fight?Andrew Black: I rather not talk about that. My past is my past, and now is the present. I am the present.Andrew cringes noticeably but Charlotte doesn’t comment on it and continues with the interview. Charlotte King: So why did you turn down DNA tonight? I mean, the man is the Open-Getting serious, Andrew Black takes off the sunglasses and points at Charlotte as he starts to state his opinion on the Fallout Openweight Champion. [/center] Andrew Black: I don’t care if he is the Fallout Champion, that means about as much as you do here. Fuck, it barely means anything there. He doesn’t deserve to fight me. DNA is kinda like a has-been, but its a little different; he is a never-was. Did you see the way he was eliminated on Saturday by Rawt? And like I said, I am the present and future of this industry.Charlotte King: Sure the man is almost twice your age, but he has more wrestling experience in his little finger, than you do in your entire body!Andrew Black: Woah woah woah woah woah woah! Calm down their barbie. Did I insult you? Is Alger giving you some naked wrestling lessons backstage. You guys play pocket pool during your breaks? How about-Charlotte King: I think that’s enough questions for one day.Charlotte King, embarrassed and degraded, walks away from the pompous new superstar Andrew Black. Black smiles at the camera and puts his sunglasses back on before walking off in the opposite direction. Quite the character is already stirring up things in the ACW Arena, and its only his first day. Imagine what it going to happen on Monday….
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 30, 2009 16:08:29 GMT -5
Segment: Invitation (Credit: XS3/Hollywood Mach)
As we cut to the back, XS3 is seen roaming the halls randomly. With no match on the card, what else can he do? As he approaches them, someone suddenly approaches him. That someone happens to be none other than Hollywood Mach. XS3 folds his arms defiantly and wonders what Mach wants.
XS3: What do you want, Randy?
Hollywood: Just wanted to congratulate you on a hard-fought match at Fallen Heroes brudah! You were givin' ol' Jake Steele a run for his money!
XS3 looks down at Mach extending his hand and with a small shrug, he accepts it.
XS3: Thanks. Congrats on a magnificent performance.
Hollywood: Thanks brud! This close....THIS CLOSE!
The two release and Mach makes a gesture with his hands before he begins to make small talk.
Hollywood: By the way, little brudah Phenomenals' been wonderin' why you haven't been hittin' the reefer with em' lately?
XS3: I quit that shit, man. It started affecting my performance.
Hollywood: Maybe you were on the wrong kind brudah! THERES ALL SORTS OF TYPES OUT THERE - YEAH!
XS3: Yeah, probably. Got it from some creepy dude in Patricia, Alberta…
Hollywood: You know, Chris has plenty of the good stuff in the Mega Star Alliance....hell, he's got all sorts! That's comin' from the last true gem left in this business!
XS3: Are you suggesting I join up with you?
Hollywood: Well… YEAH BRUD!
XS3: …I'll think about it.
Hollywood: Really?
XS3: No.
Hollywood: Why not?
XS3: Because I said I want to be left alone in ACW?
Hollywood: You did? When?
XS3: Near the start of the show.
Hollywood: Must've missed it brud...MUSTA MISSED IT!
XS3: How could you miss it in the first place?
Hollywood: I was probably on the phone with the guys who want to cast me as the next Bond villain.....after Thunderkiss that is...
A slight pause.
Hollywood: ....Cause, y'know, I AM the true Bond villain.
XS3: Right.
Hollywood: Well the doors are always open for you if you do want to join - afterall, you ARE a CANADIAN BRUDAH!
XS3: That's nice.
XS3 then brushes past Mach and continues down the halls. Mach just raises an eyebrow before walking off to resume his business.
Fade.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 30, 2009 16:09:01 GMT -5
Grizzly Bear vs. Jack Jefferson--One Fall to a Finish
Jack Jefferson entered this match bearing the weight of a lengthy losing streak, not having one since Genocide and even then he was eliminated in the six man tables match. Tonight he was facing an unknown test in Grizzly Bear. At Fallen Heroes it was just Kevin Fitzharris in the furry suit but tonight it could be anybody, or just for shit’s and giggles a real grizzly bear, who really knows.
The Beginning.
The match started with the Grizzly bear on all four’s stalking Jack Jefferson who circled around as well but was unable to get any offence in. Finally the Grizzly shot in and took Jefferson out at the legs and started to maul him with his teeth. The hopes of the crowd for the real grizzly bear however were shattered as no blood was produced. Jack Jefferson was able to roll out and put the bear in a side head lock. The bear worked his way to his feet and pushed Jefferson off into the ropes but on the rebound succumbed to a clothesline. The bear got to his feet but not for long as Jefferson came at him and connected with another clothesline, and then the same happened before Jack went for the cover and got a quick two count early on in the match. Jefferson got to his feet and began to taunt the bear drawing the ire of the Lisbian’s, (not Lesbian’s TK) before kicking the downed bear a couple of times and taking his back in order to try and pry off the head. This wasn’t to successful as the bear got off his knees to his feet and slammed Jefferson back first to the mat and let out a beastly roar to the delete of the crowd.
The Middle[/u]
Wrestling in a bear suit isn’t easy however he showed some admirable skills, with Jefferson trying get up connecting with a huge swinging neck breaker, putting Jefferson back on his back like the nanny shagging toss monger he is. The bear continued his assault picking Jefferson up and looking to connect with a german suplex but that wasn’t to be, instead Jefferson over shooting by a brief second and landing spike on his neck, his body immediately going limp as the crowd hushed in respect Jefferson looking like he was out cold. The grizzly bear looked down, the match stopping cold for a few seconds as the bear didn’t know what to do. Looking at Jefferson he went to the top rope but Jeffferson had him played, his eyes opening and a small smirk coming over his face.
The End[/u]
The bear sensed Jefferson getting to his feet, but it was a half second too late as he turned right into a toe kick as Jefferson taunted him once more, mocking him for his stupidity as well as his shoddy wrestling skills before lifting him up and looking to connect with Uranage backbreaker but the bear countered, landing on his feet and looked to whip Jefferson into the ropes. Jefferson countered it and flipped his hips whipping the bear into the ropes and as he came off…BOOM! Connected with an impressive Blizzard suplex and held the bridge as the referee slid into position for the count. …1 …2 …3
Jefferson is finally out of the loss column winning against the grizzly bear.
The Winner[/u]
By pinfall following a Blizzard Suplex…Jack Jefferson![/u][/I]
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 30, 2009 16:09:29 GMT -5
Segment: Macho Diner Credit: Hollywood Mach[/center][/size] RDK is at a diner with Kermit, WCW and Dr. Phil. It's the same diner that Lana works at, and The Mach and company have just finished eating... WCW: Alright, I got the bill - you guys get the tip! ...Should be about a buck apiece...and you... WCW points at RDK... WCW: When I come back, we'll discuss this James Bond movie...I might still be able to score you a minor role even after the fact.... WCW gets up and makes his way to the front to pay Lana. Dr. Phil straightens out his tie. Dr. Phil: Alright boys, let's shell out the turnips... Dr. Phil and RDK shell out a dollar, Kermit sits there with his arms crossed... Dr. Phil: Come on, shell out a buck.. Kermit: I don't tip... Dr. Phil: You don't tip? Kermit: Nuh-uh, I don't believe in it. Dr. Phil: You don't believe in tipping? Hollywood: You know what these chicks make? THEY MAKE SHIT BRUDAH!Kermit: Don't give me that, if she ain't makin' enough she can quit! Hollywood: Jeez, I don't even know a Jew that has the balls to say that brud! So lemme just get this straight, you never tip?Kermit: Well, an amphibian like myself doesn't tip just because society says I have to! I mean if she does a real good job, I'll give her a little something extra but this tipping automatically - it's for the birds! Dr. Phil: Hey, this girl was nice! Kermit: She was okay, but she wasn't anything special... Hollywood: What would make her special? Takin' you in the back to suck on your Slim Jim?Dr. Phil begins to laugh at RDK's comment, Kermit shrugs his shoulders... Dr. Phil: Come on, 12%! Kermit: Look, I ordered coffee. We've been here a long time and she's only filled it two times! If I am here a long time I demand it be filled six times! Hollywood: Maybe she was too busy...Kermit: The words "Too Busy" shouldn't be in a waitress' vocabulary! Dr. Phil puts his arm around Kermit... Dr. Phil: Excuse me Mr. Frog, but I think the LAST thing you need is ANOTHER cup of coffee! Macho now begins to laugh, and Kermit begins to scrunch up his mouth... Kermit: Jesus christ, I mean these ladies aren't starving to death! They make minimum wage! I used to work minimum wage back in my days at the swamp, and when I did work for it - I wasn't lucky enough to work a job where I got tips! Dr. Phil: You don't care that they are counting on your tips to live? Kermit: Ya see this? Kermit begins to play "phantom" violin... Kermit: World's smallest violin playing for these chicks who demand tips from me and Ms. Piggy! Hollywood: You don't have any idea what you're talking about! These chicks bust their ass!Kermit: So do the grunts at McDonalds, but we don't tip them do we? But why not. they're serving us food? Society says "don't tip these guys...but tip these ones!". It's a load of lilypads! Hollywood: Waitressing is the #1 occupation for female non-college graduates in this country! It's the one job any woman can get and make a living, supporting a family! The reason for this is because of their tips!Kermit: Fuck all that... Dr. Phil cocks an eyebrow... Kermit: If the government says I gotta do it, sure. If theres a vote on if we should - I'll vote. But I'm not just doing it because people think I should! I'm my own frog! Dr. Phil: Hmm, you got a point there Kermit... Dr. Phil attempts to grab back his dollar, RDK slaps his hand down on it... Hollywood: Leave it there.WCW makes his way back to the table... WCW: ....Hey...who didn't tip? Hollywood: Mr. Frog.WCW: Why not? Dr. Phil: He doesn't like to tip... WCW: You don't tip? Come on you cheap toad, cough up a buck! I bought your breakfast! Kermit: ...Alright, but only because you bought my breakfast! Normally I wouldn't but this time I will.... Kermit tosses a buck on to the table, WCW grabs it.. WCW: Nevermind what you'd "normally" do, just tip like everybody else... WCW folds the bills in his hand... WCW: Thank you. Now let's blow this joint. WCW, RDK, Phil and Kermit all leave the table and the scene fades out....
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 30, 2009 16:17:18 GMT -5
”I Hear Thunder…” Credit: Danny Mainer Driving down a long and steep ramp in his Ford Mustang Raymond King beams happily as he lets the car drift its own way down hill into a seemingly empty expanse of flatland concrete at the bottom. It’s a large open plan area which is seemingly empty of anything save for in the distance two henched out men in dark blue suits standing either side of a large steel structure built into the wall and a third standing near the stairwell. Danny Mainer is riding shotgun, twiddling his thumbs and humming a gentle tune as they pull into this expansive patch of land which will no doubt be turned into a car park at some stage in the future. The car rolls up to the large steel structure towards them and the two guards outside examine the driver and his passenger making sure that somebody hadn’t just turned up in a random Mustang.
Ray catches eyes with one of the guards and flicks a little salute his way and then he shuts off the ignition as both men exit the car dusting themselves off casually. Both men contrast to the guards with their casual attire as they head towards them. They step out of the way of the gates of the elevator they stand in front of and one of them in noble fashion presses the button. The doors slide open and both climb in before hitting the down button. It slowly, smoothly sails down into the catacombs. Pipes surround the elevator shafts seemingly unused. Danny twiddles his thumbs again as the elevator seemingly goes on forever down into the catacombs of lost souls. Finally, the elevator reaches the bottom and it opens wide to portray a HUGE open space with some elevated spaces scattered around the room. What used to be crawling with faeces, rats and other vermin is now spotless and around the room a good thirty men can be seen performing random maintenance jobs.Danny Mainer: ”What is this place?”Raymond King: ”This my friend is Tokyo’s soon to be hottest nightclub. This is The Abattoir. It doesn’t look much now, but if you can see what I can see in this place you’ll have these visions of beautiful women being tied up and whipped, blushing red in the face with arousal and humiliation. Drinks being served by more beautiful women and the hottest music in the world. World class DJ’s, people screaming for more all within the confines of this BDSM nightclub. What do you say Danny, do you not see the potential this place has?”Danny looks around, observing the scenario like a King of the Castle. He looks to the right and slowly sees what’s beginning to take the form of a stage and then he looks left to see what looks like a bar being constructed. Danny’s grin widens as he then looks up and sees the highest balcony there is. He points and Raymond smirks at him.Raymond King: ”That my boy is The Gentleman’s Balcony, only you, me, the hottest girls and any of our business partners will be allowed up there. Through the back of the balcony is the managers office and to get in there there’s a door with a retinal scanner. Nobody but us will have access. The money that’s gonna’ roll right into this place is incredible once we get off the ground and that office is going to be a lush little place . Best part is, because of it’s secure location once we’re in the daytime nobody will think of coming down here because of all the skater kids and punks that come down around here. Once it hits a certain time and clubbers and our gangsters start coming out though it’ll be so secure it’ll be unbelievable. I can’t believe how lucky we’ve got.”Danny Mainer: ”How long will it be before it’s all completed and ready to go?”Raymond King: ”I’d say about another two weeks to be perfectly honest. By Spring into Hell this shit will be ready to go. Y’know what the best part is though? With all of the Yakuza having a shuffle around in the Puro Wrestling industry they know exactly who you are and worship your in-ring prowess. They love your gimmick and are honoured you moved over here.”Danny Mainer: ”Seems too good to be true.”Raymond King: ”Oh almost certainly. But we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it hey Danny, for now let’s just get back to the flat and crack open some cans of Tiger, relax and maybe enjoy some more women.”Danny Mainer: ”I only broke up with my girl like three days ago.”Raymond King: ”WELL! Life is for living, come on Danny let’s roll. Let these guys get back to their work. You and I need to discuss what computer you want for your office and if you want a fine-ass secretary or not.”Danny Mainer: ”I just told you I du-“Raymond King: ”Oh shut your bitching and let’s go.”The two head off back up the elevator again as we draw to another fade.FADE]
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 30, 2009 16:17:40 GMT -5
Segment: At The Club, Part 3 (Credit: Lee) In front of Lee Homicide is a V.I.P. booth that matches those to its left. However, this booth has a few distinct differences. First and foremost is the large array of alcohol that’s spread out across its top, most of the bottles already having varying amounts of their contents missing, part of the evening out. But the most prominent feature is the only individual left on the couch. The white club outfit, the child-like smile, the strawberry-blonde hair, all make it clear as to who exactly it is.Lindsay Lohan slowly sways from side to side, obviously slightly intoxicated from the evening. Lee Homicide takes a deep breath in and out before puffing out his chest and quickly moving forward towards the booth. Lohan looks up at him in his drunken state, but Lee Homicide quickly reaches down and grabs her by the shoulders, his eyes opening wide.Lee: Oh my God, are you alright? A confused Lohan looks up at him in a haze.Lindsay Lohan: Wait, what are you talking about? Lee: That fall must have hurt. Lindsay pushes her eyebrows together, obviously confused.Lindsay Lohan: What fall? Lee Homicide quickly straightens up, crossing his arms in front of him.Lee: When you fell from heaven… Lohan doesn’t even bother saying a word. Instead she simply bites her lower lip to stop herself from laughing directly in the face of Lee and quietly gets up to exit from the booth. As she walks towards the lighted exit steps, she pauses next to Di’Las, who is resting with his face in his hands.Lindsay Lohan: You know what? I think I might even try girls for a while… As she begins to quickly bounce up the steps next to him, Lee Homicide slowly begins to walk towards Di’Las who is still shaking his head back and forth.Lee: I’m sorry Bob, I really thought it was going well, then all of a sudden, it’s over… Di’Las’ hands part to reveal the stress that’s already written across his entire face.Bob: What the hell did I get myself into… Despondent, Lee lowers himself down to sit on the edge of the table, looking up at Di’Las with concerned eyes.Lee: I don’t know Bob, this obviously isn’t going well. Why don’t we just call it a night? Suddenly Di’Las jerks his head up, a stern look growing across his face.Bob: Call it a night? After that, absolutely not! As Lee Homicide scratches the back of his head nervously, Di’Las lowers himself down to sit next to Lee Homicide.Bob: I realize now that what I need to do is boost your confidence. All I need to do is find a girl that’s a guaranteed, sealed deal… Lee slowly leans down, letting his head rest on his hand as he nervously looks around the club. Next to him, Di’Las already is doing the same, scanning from face to face.Bob: Chest is too big… too pretty of a smile… looks like she’d be too smart… dibs on that one… But suddenly Lee and Di’Las’ scan of the club both stop as they both spot the same face coming back to another of the V.I.P. areas in the stampede that is now returning from the misadventure they were sent on by Di’Las a few seconds earlier.
The pair stand up in unison and quickly begin picking their way through the crowd towards the blonde head as it bobs up and down across the dance floor.Lee: Are you sure about this? As Di’Las keeps one hand around Lee, he uses the other to slowly begin moving people to the side as they keep walking with a purpose.Bob: Turst me on this one Lee, it’s already a sealed deal… Lee: But I… But Lee Homicide suddenly stops as with a final shove Di’Las thrusts Lee Homicide forward. He skids to a halt directly in front of a confused Paris Hilton.Paris Hilton: Um… Hi… Lee: I uh… I uh… As Lee Homicide stutters, Di’Las leans forward and whispers into the ear of his stumbling student.Bob: Use the humor… Lee slowly leans forward.Lee: Do you know what’s brown and sticky? Hilton pushes her eyebrows together in confusion.Lee: A stick… Hilton lets out a sharp laugh.Paris Hilton: That’s hot… Suddenly her face returns to the confused state we saw moments before.Paris Hilton: Wait, what? Lee: I uh… But before Lee can slip into his awkward state again, Hilton’s hand falls into his.Paris Hilton: Can you explain it to me in private? Unable to talk, Lee Homicide nods his head up and down as Hilton slowly starts to lead him further back into the club, as she does so, he reaches his hand up and slaps it against the raised hand of Di’Las as the unlikely pair passes.Bob: Getting that girl’s like fishing with dynamite… With this, the scene slowly fades to black.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 30, 2009 16:19:09 GMT -5
Segment: The Hitlist Credit: Jake Steele A few moments before the Main Event, we catch Jake Steele in his locker room. He’s standing in front of the camera, looking ready to cut a promo. The Road Steelers are in the background of him, sitting around the locker room. Steele’s championships are hung up behind him, and in his hand is a piece of paper. He holds it up and begins to explain it, for those who don’t already knowSteele: A few years back, Hollywood Mach created a list. He made a list of all da people who he had a problem with, or once had a problem with. And his goal with dat list was to take out, or beat everybody on his list, whichever way dat would be. Well… years later, I now have my own list. I know I got targets on my back, everyone wants a shot at me and one of my championships. But dis list shows who I’m lookin’ right back at. And it goes…Steele unfolds the paper and reads off the list to everyone.The Hitlist: The Senator - He's threw himself into my business one too many times. After his attack at Fallen Heroes, I promise to all of ACW dat I will beat Senator within a inch of his life, and I won't stop until dat happens... Thunderkiss - There's just something about Thunderkiss dat has always pissed me off. He wants to be me but he just can't, his popularity has faded away. Also, he now has a shot at my title for Omega Effect V, I look forward to making an example of his bitch ass. Macho Man - Unfinished business for sure. He's made it known that he wants a shot at my title, and for months we've been in each other's faces. I'll make sure dat whenever we meet in the ring he says Goodbye to Hollywood...for good. Dan White - My brother. My blood. Our record against each other is neck and neck, if... nah, when we face off again it'll be on a big stage. Dat's a promise. XS3 - Once a man I called my brother, after he turned his back on me, at Fallen Heroes we both took each other to our limits, and ultimately I walked (or crawled...) out still the World Heavyweight Champion. Jay Zero - I beat him for the World Title, and he got suspended. And he won't be coming back... period. Fallen Souls - After weeks of build up, he revealed himself as my attacker, and once he stopped hiding, I whooped his ass at Genocide to retain my World Title. He hasn't been seen since. Jason Freeman - Has been a constant problem since my debut last March, since then I've defeated him numerous times, but deep down I know that our rivalry isn't 100% over. The Reprobate - I just hate dat nigga. Chris Phenomenal - Nobody talks about my momma and gets away with it! Plus he just overall sucks. If I'm going against Mach, then I want to take him out too. Kudo Yasuda - Former sucka, now someone I respect. Recently he's gone missing, but I'll remember everything he taught me in the ring. Jonny Hughes - I beat him in a Barbed Wire Cage match, he came back. He beat me in a empty parking lot to a bloody pulp, I came back. I finally ended this shit at our Hell in a Cell match at Winter's Discontent. Now he's no longer a problem. Alex Richmond - Held a anti-Steele campaign, which didn't last too long. Beat his ass on New Year's and a week later he was fired from ACW.[/b] He folds the paper back up, and puts it into his pocket. Quite a list yes, but Steele makes it known that it isn’t final.Steele: Tonight I add a couple more names to dis list. Da first being Jonny Spade. He’s tryin’ to scare me, make me nervous about who he has on his team, but honestly da shit don’t matter to me. Cause me and Lee are fighting champs, and I won’t have no problem beating yet another canuck tonight. As for his friend, whoever he is, he’s gonna suffer da same beat down as Spade. And after it’s said and done, two names will be crossed off and I will walk out of Portugal still with two titles held high. You dig?
Oh! I almost forgot. Next week I‘ll be defending against a man who has been gone from ACW for over a year. Dat man being Andrew Starr, a former member of a group called “Entourage”. See, I‘ve never came into contact with dis man, and I ain‘t ever wrestled him before. So da first time ever, Andrew Starr will get his first taste of da truth! And da truth is Starr, I‘m not leaving without my title strapped around my waist. I don‘t care if you been training, I don‘t care if Ginger thinks you gonna swoop in and beat me. Because both of you… are dead… wrong. You just another name on my hitlist, and after Night of Champions, I‘m crossin‘ you out, and I know you can dig dat.Steele flashes his smirk, before he and Lee take their titles, leaving out of the locker room as we begin to fade…
If only Steele knew Starr’s true physique, maybe he would change his mind. But he’ll have to wait until Monday to see that… if Andrew Starr even shows up. Oh fuck.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 30, 2009 16:19:44 GMT -5
Match 5: Road Steelers V3 vs. Jonny Spade and Mystery Partner – ACW Tag Team Championship (Credit: Jonny Spade) With a packed show full of twist and turns so far the fans are excited to see who the mystery partner is for this final match coming up. Little do they know that they have one more shocker in store for them. Phillip stands in the ring with a mic in hand as he gets ready to announce the final match of the night.Phillip: This match is scheduled for one fall…introducing first he is one half of the tag team champions…Lee Homicide! As Lee’s music hits, he comes from behind the curtains to a round of cheers from the fans. He smirks and holds his half of the tag belt high up on the stage as the fans begin to cheer for him. He makes his way down to the ring and once in the ring he poses one more time and then waits in the ring for his tag partner.Phillip: And his tag partner…he is one half of the tag team champions as well as the ACW World Champion….Jake Steele! Jake’s music hits and he comes out holding both belts in his hands receiving a major pop from the crowd especially from what had happened at the ppv. Jake makes his way to the ring and once in the ring he poses with the belts and then hands it over to the ref who puts them down underneath the ropes the two finalize plans as they talk to each other and wait for their opponents.Phillip: And their opponents….first off from Toronto Canada….he is Jonny Spade! Jonny comes onto the stage and gives a 5 second pose for the fans as they begin to boo him. Jonny laughs at them and just shrugs it off as he makes his way down to the ring and slides into the ring. He stands in his corner and waits for his partner to show up. Phillip opens his mouth to begin to announce the partner but he shuts it quickly. Its apparent that he doesn’t know who the partner is either. He walks over to Jonny and the two of them have a brief set of words with each other and then Phillip steps back with the mic as he opens his mouth again.Phillip: And his partner…Mr.Irish?! Everybody is skeptical as to who this masked man is as “No Leaf Clover” by Metallica hits over the P.A system. The masked man shows up on the stage with a suit similar to the look of this: tinyurl.com/dfd6cw except without the suicide wording across the chest. He comes to the ring showing no facial expression at all. He walks up to Jonny who gives him the thumbs up and at that point the two of them charge across the ring towards the champs. The masked man and Steele begin to go at it, the two of them flip over the ropes and land on the outside, meanwhile Jonny and Lee are capable of being able to stay in the ring and the ref signals for the bell to be rang and the match gets under way.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 30, 2009 16:22:21 GMT -5
Jonny and Lee get stuck in a collarbone tie up which has Lee pushed backwards into a turnbuckle. However he is able to power out of it and spin Jonny around to get him stuck in the turnbuckle. Lee breaks off the tie up and takes a step backwards and then begins to throw haymaker punches to Jonny’s gut. The ref glances over to the two that are outside and tells them both to break up the fighting and go back to their respective corners. As the ref is telling them this (and they break it up to go back to their corners) Jonny pushes Lee back just enough that he is able to get an arm up and a thumb to the eye that dazes him making him stumble backwards further. Jonny takes the opportunity and charges towards Lee and connects with a clothesline sending him crashing down to the mat. Jonny follows this up with a leg drop, which connects across the chest of Lee. Jonny goes for a pin attempt but Lee is able to kick out of it. As both men get back to their respective corners Jonny picks up Lee by the head and drags him to his corner where he is able to tag in his mystery partner.
With the masked man in the ring, him and Jonny get to work on some double-teaming. Jake tries to get into the ring to help his partner out but he gets blocked by the referee who keeps him in his corner. Jonny holds up Lee just enough that he is able to stand on his feet without falling over and then gets onto his hands and knees; “Mr. Irish” takes a step backwards then drives his boot into the chest of Lee who falls backwards over Jonny and lands hard on the mat. Jonny gets up to his feet and pats the big man across the back as he steps out of the ring and onto the apron.
In the ring as Lee begins to stir, the masked man starts taunting him by giving him light kicks to the head and yelling random obscurities at him as Lee struggles to get to his corner to Steele who is ready to get into the ring and cause damage to Jonny and this crazy Irish guy. Just as it looks like Lee is about to get him to get a hand on Steele he gets pulled back into the centre of the ring by his leg thanks to “Mr. Irish”, who quickly drops a vicious elbow to the back of Lee which stops him dead in his tracks. “Mr. Irish” picks him up and bear hugs him and whips him around violently while still in his grasp, and then lifts him up and throws him over his head for a belly to belly suplex into the turnbuckle that conveniently sets Lee up in the tree of woe position. Lee squirms trying to get himself free but is struggling greatly with the task. The masked man is taunting in the meantime to the crowd but they are having none of it and begin to boo him and it seems that the only one cheering for him is Jonny Spade…and a few fans in the front row…damn smarks.
Any who.. back in the ring “Mr. Irish” focuses back on Lee who is still trying to get himself out of it. Steele tries to go over to the turnbuckle to help him out but the referee tells him to stay in his corner which he reluctantly does. The masked man charges towards Lee attempting this time a running baseball slide this time to the head of Lee but at the last possible moment Lee musters up all the strength in his arms and stomach and he sits up and onto the top turnbuckle as the masked man goes sliding into the ring post with his legs separated just enough that his legs are able to wrap around the ring post and even though he’s wearing a mask the crowd is able to tell that he is in pain as they can hear him yell out a big “OOOOOOOOOOOO” as he holds his crotch in pain and squirms himself out of the turnbuckle and gets to his feet holding his crotch in pain still. While this is going on Lee regains his composure he hops down from the turnbuckle and stands on the apron, while this would be a perfect time to go get a tag from his partner he wants to deliver some pain to his opponent. As he waits for the perfect opportunity he apparently finds it and leaps up onto the top rope and goes for the Zero In (Springboard Clothesline) which connects perfectly. With both men out on the mat Steele begins to pound on the turnbuckle to get his partner Lee’s attention and the fans seem to want to help as well since they are clapping in rhythm with Steele, which Jonny doesn’t like very much because he is trying to shush them up which isn’t really work as the whole arena is on their feet trying to get Lee to move…which apparently works because just as “Mr. Irish” begins to stir Lee has made it to his corner and when the masked man gets to his feet Steele gets the hot tag in which has the crowd go bananas for him.
He storms the ring and unleashes 4 clotheslines consecutively on “Mr. Irish” who has gotten to his feet at that point. With him laying on the mat Jonny rushes into the ring to try to stop the momentum of Steele but it doesn’t seem to have worked because Steele had held down the bottom rope and just as fast as Jonny came in he was back out of the ring out on the floor. He turns back around to find the masked man but he finds only a knee to the gut from the masked man instead. The masked man pushes Steele into the nearby ropes and whips him into the opposite ropes. It appears that “Mr. Irish” was going to go for a back body drop but Steele counters that into a tornado DDT to a major pop from the crowd. Steele then goes for the pin attempt but Jonny is in there at the 1 count by diving on top of Steele to break up the pin attempt. And at that point Lee makes his way back into the ring to fight off Jonny’s attack as the two roll out of the ring once again. On the outside of the ring the two of them get up to their feet, but Jonny is able to get the upper hand and he whips Lee into the ring stairs that are in his respective corner shoulder first knocking them over and off their spot. Jonny rushes back to his corner of the ring and hops onto the apron and yells at his partner to hurry up so he can get the tag. “Mr. Irish” starts to crawl over to his partner to make the tag, Steele starts to do the same thing but when he looks up he doesn’t see Lee up there and visible cursing is seen from Jake underneath his breath. The masked man is successful in getting the tag to Jonny and Jonny rushes into the ring and takes advantage of the downed Steele. Jonny drops a few elbows to immobilize Steele which are effective as Steele is laying motionless. Jonny picks him up and stands behind him and goes for his Pumphandle Schwein. However this move gets countered when Jake gets onto the shoulders of Jonny he begins to squirm and he’s able to fight out of it and swing himself around to the front of Jonny and get him in a Lion’s Roar much to the pleasure of the crowd. With Jonny out like a light and Steele trying to catch a breather or two the ref begins to start his 10 count. At 2 Steele begins to move and again begins to crawl this time towards Jonny. He lays a hand on top of Jonny’s body for a pin attempt but at 2 Jonny puts his foot on the bottom rope. Steele curses and gets up and drags Jonny out a bit further and goes for another pin but this time he’s able to kick out at 1 this time. Jonny turns back to his corner where the masked man is standing there and willing to take the tag from his partner once again and Lee is on the outside wanting some of this match once again. Jake begins making his way over to Lee’s corner but Jonny isn’t through with him just yet as Jonny latches onto the foot of Steele to keep him from going anywhere. Steele tries to kick Jonny off of him but it is not very successful as Jonny isn’t letting go of the leg. Then at the same time both men begin to get up, Steel attempt an enziguri kick to the head of Jonny but Jonny ducks the attack and Steele goes face first into the mat. Jonny rolls Jake over and grabs onto the free leg of Jake and then applies a Texas Cloverleaf onto Steele and drags him over to the corner of his tag team, where he gets a tag from his partner. With “Mr. Irish” in the ring he takes a few stomps onto the back of Steele, which gives Jonny the signal that he is in control of the match.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Apr 30, 2009 16:23:34 GMT -5
The mystery man picks up Steele by underneath the arms and tries to lift him up but seems to be unsuccessful. Finally “Mr. Irish” picks him up high enough but Steele spins around once again counters the move into another Lions Roar (CodeBreaker). Jake scurries over to his partner who is the fresher one of the two and tags him in. Lee rushes into the ring and goes straight for the masked man. Lee ducks underneath a clothesline attempt and then throws a few punches in and then goes for the mask trying to rip it off his head. Unfortunately though for Lee he gets pushed away and his unmasking attempts are foiled. But Lee comes back fighting strong he charges towards “Mr. Irish” and hits him with a hard kick to the gut and then goes for the Shattered Halo which connects cleanly and effectively. And as expected Lee goes for the Pan’s Labyrinth. Jonny knows what this usually means and just as Lee looks to be locking it in fully Jonny rushes into the ring and breaks the submission hold much to the displeasure of the fans. But Jake Steele will have none of this! He rushes into the ring and charges towards Jonny with fists of furry pushing him back into a corner turnbuckle. Jonny does his best to block them but he is having trouble doing so. The ref seeing this all going on is having trouble keeping track of everything. After a few minutes of trying to organize everything and failing he rushes over towards Phillip and tells him…
Phillip: Due to both parties not listening to the referee in this match, he has no choice but to declare this match a NO CONTEST!
Even after the bell has signaled for the end of the match, the contestants refuse to let such a call end their fun. Jonny pushes Steele off him with all the strength that he has and when the camera gets a look on him he looks like he has pain on his mind but when he goes for a swing, Jake ducks under a clothesline as swiftly as he can and takes out Jonny with a clothesline. Jake waits for Jonny to get back to his feet, signalling for the RIGHT IN YO FACE. Before he can even begin to send a message to Senator, something grabs at his leg. Jake turns around and finds Hollywood Mach pulling Jake down by the legs and pulling them towards him, crotching Jake on the ring post. The crowd's boos become louder as Rawt and Chris Phenomenal make their way down the ramp and into the ring.
Rawt and Phenomenal take down Lee with a double clothesline and then begin stomping away at the crestfallen Jake Steele. What was supposed to be a night of celebration after retaining his title at Fallen Heroes quickly descends into madness and utter chaos as Mach enters the ring, helping the unnamed partner to his feet. As soon as he does so, the crowd turns their heads and begins to cheer as Thunder Train rushes down to the ring as fast as he possibly can. Rawt goes over and helps Mach brawl with Train while Phenomenal has his hands full with Lee. Jake and Spade continue their brawl and the crowd wonders which side will come out on top.
But the wild card in this power struggle proves to be the unnamed partner, who rushes forward and takes out Lee with a straight big boot to the face. Lee falls hard to the canvas and Jake spots this. Not wanting to let this sin go unpunished, Jake rushes towards the unnamed partner only to receive a vicious clothesline that nearly flips him inside out. The enigma lets Phenomenal and Spade continue to hammer away on the champions; the only target in his sights is Thunder Train. As Train looks up, he sees the enigma flying at him from the apron and connecting with a spear that sends him down.
Spade and Phenomenal have cleared the ring and the mystery man soon enters it. Rawt sneaks in a quick boot to the side of Train's head before entering the ring with Mach. All four men have Spade's partner surrounded but they all can't help but smile as they are the sole people who know exactly who this figure is. The figure looks around at the fans before reaching for the back of his mask. With a quick downwards zip, the mask becomes loose and the man pulls it off, revealing someone who no one had ever thought would become a member of the Mega Star Alliance…
…XS3.
Jake and Lee look up and give the most complete look of disdain one could give a former partner and friend. XS3 turns to Mach and rushes towards him, embracing his new friend as the crowd delivers hefty jeers towards the new member of the Mega Star Alliance. It's bad enough that they were duped at Fallen Heroes; now they realized they've been swerved AGAIN by a man they used to have respect for. Rawt, Spade and Phenomenal welcome their new brother at arms before they all stand in the center of the ring. All five of them raise their arms triumphantly and let the whole world know that the Mega Star Alliance is stronger than ever.
Fade to black End of *A-track screech* not exactly…
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