Post by Dan White on May 5, 2009 0:50:12 GMT -5
So Omega Effect II was just around the corner, but before that I wanted to finish a feud that had started between myself and RDK. Now back in February, we both had a vision where he would win the World Title, I'd have a shot at Spring Into Hell which would be a stalemate, and go on to make the Omega Effect main event a triple threat with whoever had won Fallen Heroes. Before I go on, I must mention that following their joint victory at Fallen Heroes, I told Hunter that he should job to Latino and therefore allow him to go to the Main Event at OE instead of himself.
Anyways, back to where I was. The RDK/Dan angle fell through because, well, neither of us were able to win the belt. So we agreed we'd have this amazing feud going into Spring Into Hell, cumulating in a Hell in a Cell match. Problem was, RDK was beginning to lose his smile at this point, and was writing less and less. He was looking for somebody to pass the flame onto, and according to what he told me lately, the “Loser Leaves ACW” match was meant to be his swansong. But he was brought back because he was loved, although this may have lead to his downfall as he didn't exactly have the most dignified of exits after that.
But yeah, as RDK wasn't writing as much, I tried my hardest to get a feud going. It wasn't a classic by any means, and it certainly on its own didn't warrant a Hell in a Cell match, but with all things considered, including the fact that we'd feuded a lot in late 2005, along with the fact that I was briefly part of the ill-fated second version of the Corporate Alliance (with RDK's rival BK), it was a pretty solid feud. I even became the first person to ever make RDK tap out, which is an honour I am proud to behold.
I should mention that I had another “big massive Hunter-esque” storyline in the pipelines here. Basically there was going to be a wrestler called “The Complex”, who would destroy a bunch of NPCs and stalk me around the ACW building. I also got letters from a desolate island off of Canada, which I would visit. In a cross between The Wicker Man and Silent Hill, I would find out that rather creepy things were going on here, and that for some reason the small community on this island worshipped me, but were scared because their sacrifices weren't pleasing their pagan gods. The Complex was this god, and knowing that he was a real person, I would try and find him, only to realise that it was me under the mask. I would have then realised that I made the entire thing up, absolutely everything, and it would have lead to a fully-blown schizophrenia gimmick for me.
But that didn't happen because I lost interest halfway through like a lot of things that unfortunately come my way. I didn't want to stop competing and unlike Hunter's stories, mine would have required something like 3 months without competing in matches. I love writing but I always feel hard-pressed doing it unless I'm either competing, or writing with somebody else. So that angle was quickly retconned.
Another thing I should mention is that by this belt, I had relinquished all control of Fallout to Yoko. I basically couldn't keep up any longer, and Yoko had a lot of ideas, so I thought he was the best person to hand it over to.
As I said earlier, there was a lot of tension mounting between myself and other ACW users at this point, and I felt like my days were numbered. Omega Effect II was coming up soon, however, and in what I believe to this day to still be ACW's greatest ever PPV, I wanted to go out with people fully remembering who I was.
Anyways, back to where I was. The RDK/Dan angle fell through because, well, neither of us were able to win the belt. So we agreed we'd have this amazing feud going into Spring Into Hell, cumulating in a Hell in a Cell match. Problem was, RDK was beginning to lose his smile at this point, and was writing less and less. He was looking for somebody to pass the flame onto, and according to what he told me lately, the “Loser Leaves ACW” match was meant to be his swansong. But he was brought back because he was loved, although this may have lead to his downfall as he didn't exactly have the most dignified of exits after that.
But yeah, as RDK wasn't writing as much, I tried my hardest to get a feud going. It wasn't a classic by any means, and it certainly on its own didn't warrant a Hell in a Cell match, but with all things considered, including the fact that we'd feuded a lot in late 2005, along with the fact that I was briefly part of the ill-fated second version of the Corporate Alliance (with RDK's rival BK), it was a pretty solid feud. I even became the first person to ever make RDK tap out, which is an honour I am proud to behold.
I should mention that I had another “big massive Hunter-esque” storyline in the pipelines here. Basically there was going to be a wrestler called “The Complex”, who would destroy a bunch of NPCs and stalk me around the ACW building. I also got letters from a desolate island off of Canada, which I would visit. In a cross between The Wicker Man and Silent Hill, I would find out that rather creepy things were going on here, and that for some reason the small community on this island worshipped me, but were scared because their sacrifices weren't pleasing their pagan gods. The Complex was this god, and knowing that he was a real person, I would try and find him, only to realise that it was me under the mask. I would have then realised that I made the entire thing up, absolutely everything, and it would have lead to a fully-blown schizophrenia gimmick for me.
But that didn't happen because I lost interest halfway through like a lot of things that unfortunately come my way. I didn't want to stop competing and unlike Hunter's stories, mine would have required something like 3 months without competing in matches. I love writing but I always feel hard-pressed doing it unless I'm either competing, or writing with somebody else. So that angle was quickly retconned.
Another thing I should mention is that by this belt, I had relinquished all control of Fallout to Yoko. I basically couldn't keep up any longer, and Yoko had a lot of ideas, so I thought he was the best person to hand it over to.
As I said earlier, there was a lot of tension mounting between myself and other ACW users at this point, and I felt like my days were numbered. Omega Effect II was coming up soon, however, and in what I believe to this day to still be ACW's greatest ever PPV, I wanted to go out with people fully remembering who I was.
