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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2009 16:15:04 GMT -5
Segment: To Live and Die, Part 4 (Credit: Lee)
A young Asian girl sleeps peacefully underneath her Winny the Pooh blankie. When there comes the harsh rapping sound of bare knuckles on glass, she jumps slightly. Her eyes flutter open, and for the briefest of moments, every muscle in her body tenses. However, when all she finds is her close friend Lee standing outside her window, she immediately relaxes. She flicks on the Powerpuff Girl lamp at her bedside. She takes a hearty breath to calm her nerves, then moves over to open the window.
Girl: What is it, Lee?
Lee: Is your mom sleeping?
Girl: Yes. Why?
Lee: Lemme in.
Girl: What? No!
Lee: Come on, lemme in. Please?
The girl sighs hugely.
Girl: OK fine. Just be quiet.
Lee crawls in through the window. With the light granting her a better look at his face, the girl immediately notices the severely fazed expression conquering Lee’s visage.
Girl: Lee, what is it?
Lee unconvincingly shakes his head.
Lee: It’s nothing. My uncle’s drunk out of his mind again. Can I stay here tonight?
The girl’s face winces.
Girl: I dunno about that.
Lee: Please, Sammy?
Sammy groans resignedly.
Sammy: Fine. But you have to be SUPER quiet, and you have to be out of here before she wakes up.
Lee: No problem.
Sammy: If she sees you, she’s gonna kill me.
Lee: I know, I know. I got it.
Sammy crawls under the covers again. Lee tries in not-so-debonair fashion to scoot himself down next to her, but she instinctively shoves him off the bed.
Lee: Ow!
Lee’s spindly frame crashes to the floor with a hollow thud.
Sammy: Nice try, Casanova.
She tosses a heart-shaped pillow, the color of strawberry red, down onto the floor next to Lee. Sammy turns the lamp off. Lee curls up on the pillow, and then begins crying. Quietly. Sammy hears a nearly inaudible sniffle coming from his direction. She doesn’t say anything.
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Scene opens with a close shot of a plain white wooden door. A knock, knock, knocking upon it brings forth a jovially rotund Asian teenager to answer the door. He clutches a Hot Pocket in his right hand, so he uses the left to reach for the doorknob. Standing on the other side is a teenaged Lee.
Lee: Damn, Pete.
The chubby kid’s face lights up. If there’s one thing that could make him giddier than two-for-one night at the local pizzeria, it’d be the return of an old friend.
Lee: It’s like I come back, and everything got smaller except you.
Pete brushes aside this mischievous taunt and enthusiastically embraces Lee.
Pete: Oh, man, can’t believe you’re back! Hell yeah!
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Lee and his friend walk down the quaint suburban streets. Lee carries a bag of ice in one hand and a cigarette in the other.
Lee: So what you been up to?
Pete just shakes his head wearily.
Pete: School, school, and more school. After you went in, moms made sure I stayed outta trouble.
Lee: Definitely can’t say I blame her. I can just picture that shit, man. Your mom being all like, “You better study and be good, or else you’ll be dead or in jail like that punk Lee.”
Pete: Totally. I’m pretty sure you raised the GPA’s of the entire neighborhood.
The kid breaks out in a most jolly guffaw, the kind that could only come from a boy his size.
Pete: Speaking of which, I got slammed with homework, so I should be heading back. See you around?
Lee: Man, I ain’t going nowhere.
Pete: I’ll be hoping real hard that’s true.
Lee: Later, Pete.
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Lee’s uncle sits reclined on his La-Z-Boy, bottle of Budweiser clutched firmly in his left hand. Lee walks into the scene carrying a piece of mail.
Lee: Pops, here’s--
Pops: You’re late.
Lee: For what?
Pops: Work.
He takes a swig of his beer.
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Lee wipes a soapy sponge across a dish in what appears to be the backroom of a restaurant. He dips the dirty dish into the sink full of soapy water.
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Lee mops the floor.
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Lee smokes a cigarette in the back alleyway.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2009 16:15:26 GMT -5
L A C E & L E A T H E R baby take a seat ... eyes on me ... this is my show[/center][/font] The crowd was still pumped from the events which have taken place tonight, proving that they did not regret spending their hard-earned cash on a ticket. "Dirrty" By Christina Aguilera hits the speakers and at first, people seem to be confused as to who it could be. As pink lights and a light fog fill the arena, Rena Matheson in a fitted beige trench coat appears on the ramp. The crowd grows wild as she begins her way down the ramp and into the ring.Maxwell McNally: Well, Miss Matheson has decided to grace us with her presence for the fifth anniversary of ACW. Eddie Edison: And what a presence she has graced us with. Look at those legs! Maxwell McNally: One can only wonder what she has in store for us right now. Edison:I have only one wish right now. Let's hope it comes true. Rena: Good Evening, ladies and gentlemen ... but mostly the gentlemen. The whistles towards her grow louder, but Rena raises her hand to silence them.Rena: Tonight it THE NIGHT. The fifth anniversary of Alpha Championship Wrestling. As you know, I first debuted in ACW in 2004, and I've never looked back. Some of you may not recognize or understand the song that was just played, but it is not my new theme. This was an earlier theme of mine early into my career. That's not important, though. Edison: Let's get to the important part! WHOOO. Standing like a goddess, Rena licks her lips and smiles to the crowd.Rena: I have a match tonight, bitches. It will be an 8-man tag- the crowd goes wild.Rena: Calm down, I haven't made my point. As you know, I am famous for my intricate in-ring costumes ... and tonight I will wear a new design for ONE NIGHT ONLY! Would you like to see? The crowd begins screaming TAKE IT OFF, prompting Rena to slowly take off the belt unbutton the trench coat.McNally: Rena is now going to show us what she'll be wearing tonight in the ring. A little odd,- Edison: Odd? You're a man, aren't you? McNally: I like to think I'm a gentleman. Edison: Hah. Rena: You ready, boys? Edison: this is going to be DAAANGEROUSS. Pulling off the trench coat, the crowd yells in appreciation. Turning around, she is wearing a full set of black lace lingerie.McNally: a tad unorthodox to be wearing in a match, but the crowd seems to approve. Edison: oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man! It's these moments that make marriage so hard for me. McNally: calm down there, Edison. Rena: Well, bitches ... I'll see you soon. *muah* After blowing a kiss, miss Rena Matheson threw her coat into the crowd and climbed out of the ring in the sexiest style she could possibly manage.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2009 16:15:55 GMT -5
Match 2: BATTLE OF THE COLOSSI Thunder Train vs. Hitman of the Gods (Credit: Train)
Phillip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Mt. Olympus, weighing in at 398 pounds, HITMAN OF THE GAWDS!
"Fear" begins to play in the arena, its intro providing excitement to those whose ears it passes by. Hitman appears from the back and trudges down the ramp with an unwavering purpose until he approaches ringside. Hitman looks at the fans and solemnly nods with a smile on his face before he grasps the ring ropes. He pulls himself onto the apron and steps over the ropes with ease, entering the ring. The fans continue to cheer for the giant and he salutes them by raising his arm in the air. Hitman then calmly paces around the ring, waiting for the match to start.
Phillip: And his opponent, from The End of the Tracks, weighing in at 360 pounds, he is in the International Champion, THUNDA TRAYUN!
Gourmet Race Metal Mix plays and out walks Train to heavy cheers. He shakes off any last thought about Hitman being a ghost and makes his way toward the ring. He slides in right away and locks eyes with Hitman. He then proceeds to look over to the crowd and raise his championship belt up high, to more cheers from the fans. He gives the belt to the ref and then stands in the center of the ring.
*Bell Rings*
The two hulking men meet for the first time in over a year. In a VERY rare case, Thunder Train has to look up to lock eyes with his opponent. Hitman looks down like he always does with a smirk that is very wide. Train knows he is going to be in for a very big fight so he makes the first move. He locks up with Hitman and right away is thrown back. In another rare case, someone is stronger then Train! Train holds the ropes and gets up with wide eyes. He has never been thrown like that before and this is a first! He approaches the center of the ring again and locks up with Hitman. He looks to be pushing him back, but Hitman counters and throws Train again. Train gets right back up and goes over to Hitman. They lock up a third time and when it looks as if Hitman is going to throw him again, Train kicks his knee. Hitman falls down leaving Train the opportunity to run off the ropes and clothesline Hitman.
ONE! . . . *Kickout*
Not even a two count before Hitman kicks out. Right away Hitman begins to get to his feet but Train gives him clubby blows. Hitman fights through though and gets up. Train begins punching the face of Train back backs him against the ropes. Train then backs up and charges toward him, only for Hitman to pull down the rope, sending Train over the top. Train hits hard on the floor on the outside. Hitman rolls underneath the bottom rope and begins his attack. He picks up Train and holds him against the barricade. Then he proceeds to do a big chop to the 360 pounder. Train grabs his chest and stumbles forward. Hitman grabs Train and puts him into a bearhug. He then runs Train back first into the ring post. Hitman taunts to the crowd much to their delight. He then takes Train and throws him into the ring.
ONE! . . . TWO! . . . *Kickout*
Train gets his shoulder up and immediately holds his back. Hitman gets up and pulls up Train as well. He tosses him into the corner and does shoulder thrusts into the chest of Train. He pulls Train out of the corner and then sidewalk slams him onto the mat.
ONE! . . . TWO! . . . TH-*Kickout*
Train flops his shoulder up again and tries to roll away. Hitman however, just lines him up. With the use of the corner, Train gets to his feet. Hitman then charges at him going for possibly the Boot from Hell. Train slides out of the way however and Hitman gets caught up with his leg going over the turnbuckle. Train takes advantage and pulls Hitman's massive stature back. He then proceeds to reverse DDT him down to the mat. A feat that is quite amazing to see.
ONE! . . . TWO! . . . *Kickout*
Hitman gets his shoulder up but Train doesn't care. He quickly puts on a headlock to drain the blood from his head. Hitman looks to be quickly fading away but the crowd begins to do that stupid clapping thing and it brings him back to life. Hitman gets up and holds Train on his back. Train is off the ground. Hitman then proceeds to throw Train over his shoulder and into the mat. Train hits hard but gets back up.
Hitman grabs the throat of Train and looks to be going for the Raging Titan (Chokeslam). Train spots this however and kicks the mid-section of Hitman. Train backs up and then rushes Hitman to attempt the Full Steam Ahead (Spear) but Hitman sidesteps it. Train almost goes head first into the corner, but catches himself. He turns around and greets Hitman, who picks up Train and looks to be going for the Zeus' Anger! Train wiggles out however and lifts up Hitman for his own OM NOM BOMB! Train cannot support the weight though and is forced to set Hitman down. Train holds his back and goes the ropes. Hitman smirks and approaches Train again. But Train springs behind him like a ninja and lifts him up. With a rush of adrenaline he does a pretty sloppy/botched OM NOM BOMB but it does the job it's meant to. Hitman looks to be out and Train covers him.
ONE! . . . TWO! . . . THREE!
*Bell Rings*
Phillip: Here is your winner, Thunder Train!
Gourmet Race Metal Mix plays as Train gets his arm raised by the referee. Train reclaims his title belt and raises it up against his head. Hitman begins to stir in the ring but Train just looks down at him and raises his title. He then exits the ring and goes up the ramp. Hitman gets helped up in the ring to a standing ovation from the crowd. He raises his arm for the crowd, much to their enjoyment. He then goes to the back as well.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2009 16:16:12 GMT -5
"Formal Announcement (Short, I had an Exam so gimme a break)" Credit: Danny Mainer Dialogue/Chris Phenomenal Description "Ginger's Theme" by the people who make Ginger's Theme hits the soundsystem and the man himself walks out of the curtain in his tre cliche dark grey suit with blood red tie. Obviously with business to address, he clears his throat which is significant in shushing the audience in order for him to speak.Chairman Gingerdude: "Ladies and Gentlemen, I've come to you all tonight in regards of the situation involving Danny Mainer, Lee Homicide, Rawt Ross and Chris Phenomenal. Tonight, Danny was brutally and unfairly attacked by Rawt and Chris and so in order for justice to be upheld I have decided that I will punish Chris and Rawt. No, I will NOT fire them but I will make sure that Homicide and Mainer will get their revenge as is courteous." Oh, you don't mean.Chairman Gingerdude: "Yes, that's right. Next week, in my ACW ring I'm having Danny Mainer and Lee Homicide in tag team action against Mr. Ross and Mr. Phenomenal. Sound fair? Good. Enjoy your evening ladies and gentlemen." As quick as he arrived, he's gone again as Ginger's Theme plays him out to the rowdy crowd who cheer this announcement of a tag match.FADE
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2009 16:16:31 GMT -5
Segment: Don't believe it's over (Credit: Hitman)
As we cut to the back, we see Hitman of the Gods in the back, struggling to make it back to his locker room. Having just taken a brutal OM NOM BOMB from Thunder Train, Hitman looks pleasantly humble as he continues making his way down the halls. Just then, he is stopped by Kevin Anderson, microphone and all.
Kevin: Hitman of the Gods! I just wanted to get your thoughts on your defeat out there.
Hitman: I don't have anything against Train anymore. He went out there and he put on a damn good spectacle, proving that he has always been a capable giant. Tonight, Thunder Train has earned my respect and there is no doubt he will one day be a world champion.
Kevin: And what about you? What's left for you now?
Hitman: As far as my career goes, I have no idea what I plan on doing right now. I've thought about winning a title but it seems everyone is occupied at the moment with their own battles. Jake Steele has his hands full with Thunderkiss, Chris Phenomenal is doing some sort of challenge, Train is probably going to go against Dave Shadow and the tag champs... Well, if I could find someone that I could trust, I would definitely--
Right as Hitman goes to finish his sentence, a large forearm to the back of the head cuts off his thought process. Kevin jumps back in shock and also to avoid a 400 lb man falling on him as the culprit is soon revealed to be... Irie the Intimidator?! The PEWA monster is now in ACW for some reason as Irie begins clubbing away at Hitman with vicious strikes and stomps. Hitman tries to fend for himself but Irie responds with a huge kick to the midsection that sends him rolling. Hitman holds his midsection in pain as Irie goes to finish him off.
Voice: NOOOOOOOO!
Irie looks up and finds a woman running towards Hitman. The woman is Alexandra, Hitman's new girlfriend that he met in Greece. Alexandra rushes towards Hitman and jumps onto him, covering him from Irie's assault. As Irie looks down, Hitman finds himself looking up at Alexandra in confusion... then looking over at two men standing at Irie's sides...
Mr. Lyngstad and Vincent Amott, his arm in a cast and nonchalance on his face.
As Hitman gives off a shocked expression, he fails to notice Irie grabbing Alexandra by her hair and dragging her up to her feet. Hitman wants to do something about it but he can't: he's paralyzed with anger and pain. Amott looks down and spits at the beaten Hitman.
Amott: I knew you would've lashed out and tried to kill me. But I prepared for it in advance. I had carefully instructed my employees to provide landing areas for when I was taken out. I have recovered quite nicely and now plan on coming to finish the job. You wanted to take my life away from me? Well I guess I'll just have to take this wench's life from her to provide compensation.
As Lyngstad sticks a boot up and kicks Hitman directly under the chin, Amott holds a knife up to Alexandra, held out by her arms by Irie and whimpering. Amott soon brings the blade up to her throat and prepares to slice away. But before she can, some unexpected help arrives... It's Afternoon Drinkin and Colossus Rhodes!
Colossus: I don't know who you guys are or what the hell I'm doing here... But nobody messes with the Hitman of the Gods.
Afternoon: All I know is I'm drunk.
After a couple of seconds of awkward silence, Afternoon delivers a swift kick to Irie, causing him to drop Alexandra. Hitman has recovered and is already grabbing Amott by the throat. Lyngstad is soon shoved aside by Colossus and Irie is now in the Immovable Object's sights. Irie gets back up and shoves Colossus into Afternoon, knocking both men over. Irie then gets back to his full vertical base and punches Hitman in the back of the head, dropping him to his knees and allowing Amott to be free. Irie soon collects Lyngstad and Amott and quickly dashes off from the scene. Hitman has recovered from the shot and goes over to Alexandra, holding her in his arms. He whispers some words to her in Greek before turning back to Colossus and Afternoon.
Hitman: Well... Talk about unexpected help.
The Fallout giants nod and soon the three men and Alexandra all pensively stare at each other. The moment is ended when the intoxicated Afternoon slowly but surely falls backwards, passing out from his inebriated state. Hitman and Colossus look down at Afternoon then to each other and shrug.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2009 16:17:02 GMT -5
Segment: What’s going on here Ging? (Credit: Jonny Spade) The scene opens up to Jonny and Gooey walking down a hallway looking angry as ever. Well not so much Gooey, he looks pretty calm and collected. It is more Jonny who is looking pissed right about now. They walk over to a closed door and stop infront of it. They look at the door and so does the cameraman; the door says “Gingerdude's Office”. Jonny opens the door and barges into the room with Gooey following behind him.Gingerdude: Woah, déjà-vu moment. It’s been awhile since I saw you two together. Jonny: Why don’t you have a déjà-vu moment and tell me what you were thinking when you put us two in this match?Gingerdude: Sure why not. Ginger reclines back in his chair.Gingerdude: See as I am sure you are aware of, today is the anniversary show. And who better to have in a match than the best tag team of ACW history? Jonny: But Gooey isn’t part of the fed. He shouldn’t have been put in the match to begin with.Gooey: No it’s okay… Gingerdude: So according to that logic then I shouldn’t even allow him into the backstage arena huh? Jonny doesn’t say anything but it is obvious that he knows that Ginger has made a valid point.Ginger: Listen, Gooey, take a contract for the night. Let me help you out. What do you have to lose? Gooey ponders the idea in his head; a battle is being fought long and hard in his head. What might seem seconds to the watching audience does feel like ages in Gooey’s brain but he looks at Ginger and gives him a decision.Gooey: All right I will take it. Just for the night. Ginger: That’s all I ask. Besides it could go to your tab. Gooey: Any little bit helps I guess. Gooey smiles and shakes his hand and exits the office Jonny looks at Ginger one last time before he exits the office as well as the scene ends.-------------------------------------------------- "Peace Offering" Credit: Danny Mainer/Jake Steele Appearing on camera for the second time this evening we see none other then the man himself Danny Mainer. Danny looks somewhat shaken after the previous beatdown at the hands of the Mega Star Alliance members Rawt Ross and Chris Phenomenal. The two dominant wrestlers showing clearly through the Mr. Bump bandage around the head of Mainer that they've done more then a sufficient job for the evening. Mainer, however, has a little someone to thank for making sure that he wasn't beaten anymore then he already was. He walks up to the lockerroom of one Lee Homicide with a six pack of beer in his hands. His eye still bad from the previous beat down he recieved some time ago he saunters to the locker room and raps his knuckles gently on the wooden door. After a few seconds of delay, the door opens and Homicide rears his head through a slim gap in the door probably paranoid that the MSA are here to get him. Surprised, his nerves don't get anymore calm when he sees it is in fact Mainer smiling weakly at him holding uthe pack of beer.Lee: "What you want Mainer? I already helped yo' ass out once tonight, I ain't doing it again." Danny Mainer: "Nononono you see Lee, I'm not here to ask for more help! Nonono, far from it. I'm here with this six pack because I actually wanted to THANK you for saving my ass tonight. You know how badly I want my rightful shot at the World Heavyweight Title and well, it'd be a travesty if those two clowns had screwed up my Omega Effect dream you know?"Lee: "The only reason I saved yo' ugly ass holmes is because it'd have been more of a tragedy if I didn't get da' chance to kick ya' ass after all dat' stuff yo' stank ass said about me." Danny Mainer: "Oh now come on Lee, is there any need to be so aggressive? I wanted to bury the hatchet for now because being honest with you Homicide, MSA are playing the numbers game and they're playing it very friggin' well. Too well for my personal interests, so I vote we watch each others backs and make sure that nobody gets one over on us before the big match. This way, we BOTH get fair shots at taking home that Crucible Contract and I think a petty grudge over the fact I squandered your chances of Main Eventing Omega Effect with your boy Steele this year is ignorable compared to the prize in our eyes right now. So what'd'ya say. Are you my wingman?!"Lee: "No, now GET DA FUCK OUTTA' TOWN BIOTCH!" Danny Mainer: "You're being such a douche about this whole thing I-"Lee: "You honestly think dat' I'm fuckin' dumb enough to let you trick me into a false sense of security only to stab me in the ass with a scalpel? FUCK THAT MANG! I know what you're like Mainer, I've seen how you turn on people like a vicious dog and I'm NOT gonna' have my throat slit on a beach somewhere!" Danny drops his shoulders and stares blankly at Homicide who is now one pissed off dude and getting rapidly more and more fed-up with this discussion trying to end it ASAP.Danny Mainer: "HE turned on me first Lee, THUNDERKISS made the first move by compacting my arm. I've NEVER turned on anyone who didn't deserve it, I mean SHIT that might even be my weakness. I'M the one that gets betrayed by EVERYONE around me. Why should I be trusted right? NO. NO. Fuck that Homicide, I'm the bad guy because JAKE STEELE used me as a leapfrog. I'm sick and tired of this."Lee: "Chill, aight, aight, check it, listen I'm sick of this rant. Gimme da' beers you've got and I'll think about it." Danny Mainer: "Sure. Why not? Shit, wait, aren't you like twelve?"Lee: "No?" Danny Mainer: "Drinking age is 21 asshole."Lee: "Not in ACW Island. Besides, I'm almost as old as you motherfucker." Danny Mainer: "Alrighty then. Check it, enjoy those beers and I'll see you around yeah? Take care Lee, I'll be watching your back."His face a little hesitant with fear, Lee looks at Mainer as if to spread dark prophecies.Lee: "Believe me, I know. I've heard stories Mainer, I've seen the footage of you appearing from out of nowhere to kickass and just disappear in the shadows. I've heard the rumour that nobody can beat you in a foot race in the ACW arena and let it be known that you may know this jungle better then anyone else, but if you stab me in the back I won't hesitate to burn it down. Understood?" Danny Mainer: "Got it, now drink up. You only live once."Lee: "True dat." Lee pulls his head back through the door as Mainer dusts his hands off walking off to one side to go and contend with his normal business. This alliance between Homicide and Mainer IS fragile at best and a vendetta will eventually seep through the cracks but will it hold long enough to stop MSA dominating them? Only time will tell.FADE
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2009 16:17:20 GMT -5
“RATTED OUT” Credit: Sarin, Thunderkiss [Having recently been in Europe for almost two months, the last place Thunderkiss really wants to be is back on this continent. However, duty calls and he’d travel to the depths of the Earth to unravel the current conspiracy against him if need be. Just hours ago he touched down in Dublin, Ireland, and the jet lag has taken a toll. He’s more ready for a nice soft bed, a local prostitute and the best cold lager that Ireland has to offer, but it will all have to wait. There will be no pleasure before business tonight. His taxi drives him to a massive concrete structure that looms large on the horizon. Mountjoy Prison, known also as the “joy,” is anything but for its inhabitants and that’s just fine for Thunderkiss for deep inside its walls resides a man who turned his world upside down for several months: Dietrich Zane. He is the first link in a command chain leading to Steve Phillips and if he has any hopes of finding out who lies in between he’ll have to rely on his best tactics of persuasion. After cutting through an hours worth of red tape, Thunderkiss is escorted to a modern visiting room void of telephones and inches thick panes of glass. There, is he is lead to a table, a table that is already occupied by cold, emotionless eyes that greet him the second he sits down.] Thunderkiss: So, how’s the leg?Zane: Well, I think we are done here. Guard! Thunderkiss: Alright, alright. That was a bit over the line, but then again, so is stalking a man and his family for over a month. You criminals and your self-centeredness. Oh well, never you mind! I come bearing good news; I’ve come to give you a chance to redeem yourself.Zane: Oh? Now tell me, why should I help you? Thunderkiss: Because you’re the only one taking the fall for what happened. Phillips is still walking around scott free and always will be because he’s a politician. He knows how to manipulate things so he is not incriminated; he’s made a life and career out of doing that. He put a man in between you and yourself, Zane, a man that was to take the fall if this failed which it did Only problem is he hasn’t. Now here you are, rotting behind thousands of pounds of concrete and metal while your coconspirator is probably out getting laid and having some fun in the sun, you know, the sweet things in life. Things you’ll not get to experience in a long, long time. Also, play your cards right and I’ll even think about folding my hand and dropping all the charges. So tell me, Zane, you ready to sing like a canary? [TK’s words hit home, and when I say hit, they go through his hesitations like a wrecking ball. He’s not going to sing like a canary; he’s going to bellow out an entire opera.] Zane: Richard Paris. [Now it’s time for the mental wrecking ball to swing the other way give TK a good wack in the subconscious. A name he had hoped to never hear again has just been shoved deep within his ear and it lingers there like a bad infection.] Thunderkiss: Son of a bitch!Zane: I take it you are familiar with the man? Thunderkiss: Oh, You could say that.Zane: It wouldn’t hurt my feelings any if you made him squeal like the pig that he is. The man is as likeable as a toothache. Now, will you drop the charges? Thunderkiss: Nope. I lied.[Thunderkiss excuses himself from the table and Zane turns three shades of red. Defiant, he slams his hands onto the table top seizing the nearby guards attention almost immediately. The guard defuses the situation with a hand placed upon Zane’s shoulder but cannot say the same for this mouth.] Zane: You filthy liar! Just you wait, what goes around, comes around! Thunderkiss: Consequences, Zane. Learn how to accept them. If you can do the crime you can do the time. You know, that would sound pretty cool in front of an arena crowd, especially if they all shouted back “the time” in unison. I’m going to have to try that, it would look great on the back of a tee shirt. Zane: You may act all innocent, but in the end, you are as guilty as any of us! I know about all the things you’ve done, all the sins you committed. It’s only a matter of time before they catch up to you, and when they do, it will be YOU sitting HERE! Thunderkiss: Been there, done that. I’ve paid dearly for my sins, you being the perfect example. Funny thing is whenever I repent for them, I get paid back tenfold. I guess being a righteous man isn’t what it’s all cracked up to be.[Zane’s tirade continues as he is lead away back to his new home in solitary confinement thanks to his outburst. With his business done, Thunderkiss figuratively dusts his hands off and makes for the exit where somewhere a soft bed, a soft body and a soft depressant await. However, before he can make it to the door, a blast from the past catches his eye and almost knocks him straight on his ass.] Thunderkiss: Oh my.[TO BE CONTINUED]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2009 16:17:41 GMT -5
Segment: It’s show time! (Alternate Title: We‘re shorter than you…err)(Credit: Jonny Spade and Chris Phenomenal)
As Gooey and Jonny make their way to the ring backstage Chris stops him by tapping him on the shoulder.
Chris: Aye, Jonny.
Jonny turns around.
Jonny: Yo Chris, what’s up?
Chris: This is bull shit, them putting us on opposite sides of the ring, and sticking me on a team with Homicide and Mainer.
Jonny: Ya, you got a raw deal tonight.
Chris: Never the less, I fully intend to pick up the win tonight. I’m not going to take it easy on you guys.
Jonny: I wouldn’t expect any different. I expect you to put on your best performance. Always go out there and perform as if it’s your last, because you never know when your last would be.
Chris: Exactly. So let’s go out there and put on a show.
Jonny: Because it’s what Mega Stars do.
The two high five and walk to the stage along side with Gooey as they give Chris some pointers as the scene ends just as quickly as it begins.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2009 16:18:17 GMT -5
Match 3: "BACK TO THE FUTURE" EIGHT MAN TAG TEAM MATCH Andrew Starr, Jonny Spade, Rena, and Gooey Garth vs. Chris Phenomenal, Lee Homicide, Danny Mainer, and Jason Freeman (Credit: Chris P) ===================== Chris Phenomenal, Danny Mainer, Lee Homicide and Jason Freeman Vs. Rena, Jonny Spade, Gooey and Andrew Starr
Credit: Chris Phenomenal ===================== (OOC: Before the match, sorry it’s a summary, I had every intention of doing a full match when I took it on Friday at lunch but then had my group dump 2/3rds of a project on my lap and it took up all of my weekend. (that and I had to take my girl out >_>)) An interesting match up to say the least took place on Warfare, Chris Phenomenal has had an assortment of run ins with both Lee Homicide and Danny Mainer, especially one earlier on in the night, as well as the fact that his good friend Jonny Spade was on the other side. For Mainer it was all about continuing his winning streak heading into the Crucible Match, and much the same for Lee Homicide although added to the fact was also his Road Steeler teammate Andrew Starr being on the other side of the ring. . The unknown factor on that team was Jason Freeman, especially with his state of mind heading into Omega Effect V. On the other side it was the greatest tag team in ACW History Wyldcard/G-Unit teaming with Rena and Andrew Starr, people that over the course of a number of years they’ve had run in’s with. The Beginning:The match started off with Chris and Jonny squaring off in the ring, the two Mega Starr Alliance teammates ready to put on a show for everyone in attendance. A collar and elbow tie up started off the match, Chris switching it to a side headlock before Jonny shoved him off. Chris came off the ropes and looked to attack but Jonny hit the canvas forcing Chris to go over top of him, and then on the rebound connecting with a beautiful drop kick. Chris got to his feet quickly but Johnny was quick to side step a shot from Chris Phenomenal and grab a hold of Chris arms and bring him down with a cheeky back slide for a two count as the veteran out thinks the rookie. Jonny backed away as Chris got to his feet, giving him a cheeky smile as they locked back up again and this time it was Chris taking the advantage with an Ippon Seionage, and then rolling over the top locking one of the arms into a classy pinning combo for a two of his own, the crowd applauding the technical display from the two wrestlers as they got to their feet and retreated to their own corners Jonny tagging in Andrew Starr and Chris heading to his corner, his hand stretching out to Danny Mainer who’s shocked but goes to tag in, but Chris takes his hand back proclaiming “psyche” before looking at Freeman and Lee and turning around obviously not going to tag one of them in. Chris and Starr squared off, Chris gaining the advantage over the smaller man after a knee lift to the gut after a wrist lock, and then took him down with an inverted backbreaker, Starr stumbling around as Chris whipping him into his own corner, and went to town on him before Danny Mainer tagged himself into the match. Chris was slow to leave as he gave Mainer the evil eye. The Middle:Mainer took it to Andy Starr, getting a few good shots in but Chris decided to get his comeuppance on Mainer shoving Starr out of the way of a Mainer stinger splash attempt as Mainer ate turnbuckle. Andrew Starr then went on the attack, a couple of stiff jabs from the established brawler before connecting with a big elbow shot to the jaw, that staggered Mainer enough to allow Starr to catch him with an impressive STO and covered Mainer for a two count. Starr picked Mainer up and fired him into the veteran corner before tagging in Gooey. Gooey came into the ring to a round of applause and connected with a few quick shots before taking Mainer down with a snap mere and then connected with a beautiful drop kick right to the head of Mainer. Gooey went right to his patented Eagle Claw and slowly Mainer started to fade, enough so that he almost lost to a two count. Gooey reached out and tagged in a waiting Rena, who came in with a moonsault double foot stomp right onto the gonads of Mainer, over shooting just a wee bit. Mainer rolled out of the ring clutching his nether regions but the veteran team would give him no reprieve, going right onto the attack which drew the ire of the young-guns, who despite their differences lept in to the aid of their team mate, coming across the ring and joining the brawl. The two sides fought, the referee unable to gain control of the match for a brief moment until Jonny Spade and Lee Homicide entered the ring and started to go at it, Lee looking for an Ace Crusher but Jonny reversing it into his patented S Drop #4, Lee Homicide clutching his back as Jonny covered him for the two count but Mainer lept into action, saving Lee Homicide, repaying him for earlier. This however once again brought everyone from both teams into the ring. The Finish:With all eight men in the ring something had to give, Chris Phenomenal taking it to Andrew Starr with a couple of stiff rights, but eating a few as well. Jonny Spade and Danny Mainer fighting in the corner, Mainer’s impressive martial arts background on full display, Lee Homicide getting it on with a little Asian on Asian action, and ever the opportunist, Jason Freeman picking on Gooey Garth. The referee fought to restore order, and eventually cooler heads did prevail, Lee getting hit with a brutal chick kick from Rena, who then took a clothesline from Mainer sending them both spilling out of the ring after abandoning a now fallen Jonny Spade. This gave the referee the opportunity to seize control of the match, escorting Phenomenal and Starr out of the ring and leaving Freeman and Gooey in the ring. Freeman had control of the match, a brain chop to the head serving mainly to mock Gooey however turned the table on him, as Gooey came back with a flurry, unleashing the beast so to speak with a thumb to eye, three headbutts, and a Mongolian chop, before spinning around Freeman and delivering a kick to back of knee, raking the back and then a hair pull before delivering a massive knee strike to head. Gooey was only able to get a two count. Gooey got up off his feet, reading to connecting with his feared Primal Driver as Freeman got to his feet, Freeman was hoisted up but ended up reversing it with a sunset flip that caught Gooey. The match looked to be one but Jonny Spade AND Chris Phenomenal, stealing the victory from his own team dove in to break up the fall. Freeman got up, and Andrew Starr joined in, attacking Spade and Chris Phenomenal, the teams having flipped flopped in a sense. Lee Homicide however ended up getting the victory due to the work of Starr and Freeman, knocking Chris and Jonny out of the ring leaving a prone Gooey to eat a Starlight Extinction from Lee Homicide and the inevitable one, two three.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2009 16:19:25 GMT -5
Segment: Hypotheticals (Credit: Senator)
Walking down the hallway, Anthony Kalb and Kevin Fitsharris both look like businessmen, wearing their usual dress shirt and khakis, but their demeanor is most decidedly more aggressive than most corporate employees. Several ACW workers cross their paths and receive harsh looks from Kalb and a feinted punch from Fitsharris, causing the group to scatter, much to the delight of the Capitalists. Before long, the camera follows the two as they walk into the Senator’s office, at which point the in-office camera takes over for the broadcast.
The Senator: I take it you two think you are pretty tough at the moment, am I correct?
Fitsharris: You better believe it, Phillips!
Kalb: (facepalm)
Senator: You forget your place, Mr. Fitsharris.
Fitsharris: Oh yeah, I bet I could…
Kalb: Shut up, Fitsy!
Anthony Kalb jabs his buddy in the arm, likely saving him from further damage.
Senator: In any case, I am glad to see you guys make it here, we have a little to discuss. Mr. Kalb, if you would be so kind as to switch off that camera, that would be…
***fade out***
Senator: …excellent, ok, now, one of you check the live feed, we are off the air…good. It would not do well for this to be heard by the drooling masses. Now, first things first, I found a little clipping in the Washington Post, about a certain individual who received a horrendous beating at a rather irreputable bar. Congratulations, I know that there are very few people who I can trust around here, or anywhere for that matter and both of you are on that list.
Kalb: Thanks, boss.
Senator: Also, point two for the day, Thunderkiss is indeed in Dublin right now.
Fitsharris: Getting drunk, I’m guessing…speaking of which…
Senator: Nothing doing, and another interruption will result in my boot interrupting your teeth, understand? Good. Now, Thunderkiss is in Dublin, and will likely carry out his plan to decimate that scumbag Dietrich Zane. Of course, with a plan like this, and with an idiot like Thunderkiss, things can go wrong. But even here, we have a contingency plan. If he somehow gets himself detained for a few weeks, well, that would decidedly play to my advantage. If he decides to scrap it out with the inmates…let us just say that I did a little research on the occupants of that particular structure, and he would not exit unscathed in that scenario.
Kalb: I sure wouldn’t want to break into a max security place like that. Even in Europe.
Fitsharris: You wouldn’t, but I sure would! I’d wipe the floor with the inmates and the guards all at once!
Kalb: You would not.
Fitsharris: Sure I would.
Kalb: Then why haven’t you won the ACW title yet, eh?
Fitsharris: Cause that’s not my job here.
Kalb: I give up, Fitsy, you’re just an idiot.
Fitsharris: Haha! I never lose an argument, either!
Senator: If you two would stop blathering, I would like to finish. No matter how Thunderkiss plays his situation in Dublin, I will come out ahead. If he returns with a completed mission, then my vengeance has been carried out without having taken personal action. If he is detained, then the shot to the ACW World Heavyweight Title will then be opened. If he is injured, he will be easy pickings. No matter what happens, I do not see any situation in which I am worse off. And that, my friends, is nothing, but the truth.
Fade Out(really).
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2009 16:19:47 GMT -5
Segment: Now this was not expected. (Credit: Jonny Spade)
With the big eight-man match finished 2 members of the losing team are seen walking through the backstage in the middle of a big heated discussion.
Jonny: See this is why I didn’t want you to wrestle in the match tonight. You were not mentally and physically ready for this match. How does this make us look now? Not very good I’d say. We are going to have a harder time now to convince Mr. Willmington to give us this match.
Gooey: I don’t know about that, if anything maybe this would convince him to want to wrestle us because it makes me look easier to beat.
But just as Jonny was about to say something in rebuttal he and Gooey get attacked from behind and from the looks of things it’s from the man that they were just talking about. But before the attack can get to drastic police raid the area and put the attackers under arrest. Gingerdude shows up on to the scene as Jonny and Gooey are making their way to their feet. Once they see who it is though They try to rush him but get stopped by other police that are there too.
Gingerdude: Now, now Mr. Willmington. From one business man to another I can understand how you want your money back and do what you have to do to get it. However, coming in and trespassing in my arena and on top of that attacking two of my workers is just not acceptable. Which is why I am placing you under arrest for said offence.
Jonny: Ginger, might I add assault to that charge?
Ginger: Of course. Police? Take this man away.
Without him needing to say a word him and his men are guided into the parking garage and into awaiting police cars.
Gooey: Thanks Gingerdude
Jonny: This is why you wanted Gooey to sign a contract for the night isn’t it? [/color]
Gingerdude: Your welcome and yes it is. He was beginning to piss me off, just coming in and doing what he wants. If only he asked in the beginning instead of helping himself to my arena. I might of just let him.
Gingerdude shrugs.
Gingerdude: Oh well. Maybe he’ll want your match offer now.
Gingerdude turns and walks back to his office leaving Jonny and Gooey to talk over these new developments.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2009 16:20:15 GMT -5
"The Throw-Down" Credit: Jake Steele/?? The sound of "Ain't I" by Jay-Z hits the speakers and the crowd roar up to their feet in appreciation as the man himself, Jake motherfucking Steele steps outta' dem der curtains. After nearly smashing a mirror and getting really damn worked up it seems he might have calmed down alot as he swaggers out with the World Title gold slung over his shoulder. Dressed up in full ring gear ready for competition later tonight he slides into the ring as Phillip Jones proudly makes an announcement.Phillip Jones: "Ladies and Gentlemen will you please welcome OUR Alpha Championship Wrestling WOOOOOOOOOORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! ... JAKE. STEEELEEEEEEEEE!!!"The crowd go mental as Steele flashes a smile to all his female fans in the building, Jones being more then happy to hand him that microphone. The crowd screaming his name and Jake loving every last nanosecond of this worship, he casually swaggers to the centre of the ring raising the microphone. The fans in the building go deathly silent as they wait for their hero to openly address them.Eddie Edison: "I wonder what he has to say!"Jake Steele: "What's up ACW!?"The crowd getting ravenous for his speech give him the loudest cheer they can and Steele glows at the effort. It seems like even the building is shaking at this stage as they egg him on.Jake Steele: "Great to hear it and may I say all of you are lookin' good tonight!"Another cheap pop, nowhere near as powerful as the first though.Jake Steele: "Alright, down to business. Thunderkiss, you been a pain in my ass for da last few months and yeah I know I've got to face you at Omega Effect but I was thinking to myself and I was thinking real good... and I came to a conclusion. Why don't we scrap it out right now instead of waiting 'til Omega Effect? Why don't we get dis EASY win out of the way so a REAL main event competitor can face me like say... Flamingo or Dan White, or even yo' buddy Shadow."The crowd go "Ooft", The God of Thunder just got burnt badly. Steele gestures to the audience as the crowd settles down again.Eddie Edison: "You think he's trying to get into Thunderkiss' head?"Maxwell McNally: "No, I think he's suceeding to annoy Thunderkiss and some would call that a suicide move but this is the Jake Steele era and despite what the critics say, he's no paper champion. He's faced some of the biggest and the baddest dudes in this company and come out on top WITHOUT fail."Jake Steele: "But it's no good askin' you Kiss, I'm gonna' ask all of da fans out here AND da Kiss Army. Do ya'll really wanna see Jake Steele take on Thunderkiss, RIGHT HERE. RIGHT NOW. In dis very ring?!"Like anyone was expecting another reaction, the idea of watching the Omega Effect main event for free and RIGHT NOW causes the ACW maniacs and even the Kiss Army who are somewhat suspicious as to the location of their leader to foam at the mouth.Jake Steele: "Aight Kiss, get yo fat ass out here right now so I can kick it all around da arena!"Dead silence. All eyes on the AlphaTron and yet... nothing, nothing at all. There's an awkward twenty second silence as if someone's forgotten the cues or the lines but Steele taps his foot on the mat and waits patiently.Jake Steele: "Thunderkiss! I know you back there, so stop juicin' and come out and fight me like a man! You never had a problem comin' to fight before, so what's up now nigga? Oh, I get it, you scared ain't you you BI-""God of Thunder" by Iced Earth blasts over the sound system as EVERYONE in the arena stands on their feet for the arrival of the Former World Champion. As the intro riff builds up to breaking point, the man himself walks out of the curtain... or does he? Walking out of the curtain in a ridiculously large muscle suit in full Thunderkiss Attire and with a Blonde Sharpie moustache drawn on is Danny Mainer. It actually looks kinda' real until you see the "<3 MOM" tattoo on the bicep. Steele can't help but laugh at "Thunderkiss" as the crowd are amused, yet disappointed. However, the Kiss Army are launching things at him.Jake Steele: "Get yo fatass down to da ring!"Danny Mainer: "No wait dude I gotta do sum'thin' first brutha! I gotta' take mah pillz and my insulin injection DOOD!"Mainer pulls out a small plastic packet of Tic-Tacs and starts to swallow down the whole pack in one go.Danny Mainer: "A'ITE DUDE! AM READY! We gon' get in da Thundermobile and try score u some CHIX?!"Jake Steele: "No. I want you to fight me."Danny Mainer: "DAMN brotha I wanted to pick up GIRLZ because dem bitches on da TV say that it's fun to share and I've got more STI's from GrindHOSE then I have people who wanna kill me 'cuz I shit all over 'em to try and be da top dawg!"Eddie Edison: "OH! Burn!"Jake Steele: "Thunderkiss, quit your bullshittin' and come down to dis ring and FIGHT me for da championship, RIGHT NOW!"Danny Mainer: "ALRIGHT DUUUUUUUUUUDE! Lemme just do a quick somethin' somethin' and I'll be right there kickin' yo' ass all around the world. Ya dig?!"Not waiting for an answer, he reaches for the nearest entrance stage camera and pulls it towards his face, a big cheesy smirk being the quintessential Thunderkiss touch. However it seems that Mainer has in a bid to make fun of TK, coloured some of his teeth black in permanent marker to make it look like they're missing. He pulls out a FleshLight with a burrito wedged into it and plastic warts glued to the lips.Danny Mainer: "To answer your question Kiss Army, that's what Anna's vagoo looks like."Mainer then launches it out into the crowd which causes a massive hole to form in the audience as nobody wants to get hit by a red hot burrito. Mainer slides into the ring and squares right up to Steele before pulling a bicycle pump out and injecting it into his arms to make them bigger.Danny Mainer: "HOLD ON BRUTHA, I GOTTA' JUICE UP REAL GOOD!"Jake Steele: "Hey Thunderbitch, guess what!"Steele not waiting for a response pulls out a little tack pin and pushes it into the I <3 Mom bicep and air starts to whoosh out and it begins to deflate. Steele then does repeated rapid jabs to the arm as more and more punctures are made. Mainer's jaw drops.Danny Mainer: "OH NO DUDE YOU DID NOT JUST DO DAT! I'MA KILL YOU BRUTHA!"The Fake Thunderkiss leans forward for a collar and elbow tie up but Steele twists around and snaps on a headlock noogieing the crap out of TK. The bandana falls off revealing a huge-ass bald hair cover and Mainer goes all red in the face embarassed.Danny Mainer: "OH NO! AM GOIN' BALD 'CUZ OF ALL DA TESTOSTEROSTERARRIBALARAZZAOSTERONE I'M INJECTING INTO MY A-HOLE!"Steele takes the headlock and lumps Mainer on his back with a take-down. Steele then starts to stamp on the chest of Mainer repeatedly who can barely contain his amusement throughout the whole thing. The stamps continue and unrealized by the fans, they start to get harder and at first Mainer thinks it's just that he's getting a little overzealous about beating up TK but then the stamps start getting full blown powerful and Mainer is not happy about that. He rockets up and grabs the ankle of Steele dragging him down to the mat to stop him from doing that and that's when the brawl ensues. Punches start flying and these two ring warriors are most certainly not happy with each other. Steele takes a wild lunge but Mainer rolls back grabbing his microphone, his face flustered and angry.Eddie Edison: "WOAH!"Maxwell McNally: "This thing got ugly and QUICK!"Danny Mainer: "What the Hell was that Steele?! What the Hell ARE YOU DOING?!"Steele scrambles for his microphone and clasps it tight.Jake Steele: "My bad dude, I got a little carried away! You know how bad I wanna beat Thunderbitch, right? I just got a little carried away, we cool?"Maxwell McNally: "After that display Mainer I'd be very careful what move you make now..."Steele with a sincere face offers a hand towards Mainer and the crowd beg him to shake it, cheering him on. Slightly hesitant after what just happened, but knowing the history between the two men he accepts the handshake. It lasts for a few seconds and then Mainer, a little worried about the length of this handshake tries to pull back only for Steele to rocket forward with a clothesline. Expecting this, Mainer ducks and Steele spins around to be lifted up onto Mainer's shoulders. The crowd cheer as the champ is dragged centre-stage ready to be laid out and sent packing on a courtesy Extended Vacation! In the nick of time though, Steele slides off the back of Mainer and elbows him in the back of the head. He turns and bolts for the ropes as Mainer groggily spins around his movement impaired by the burst muscle suit. Steele leaps up and delivers a WICKED RIGHT IN YO' FACE which both Mainer and the crowd eat up in different ways.
The kick sends Mainer crashing to the mat, unconscious. Steele grabs his title and poses with it putting a boot on the chest of Mainer as "Ain't I" by Jay Z plays him out to roaring cheers from Steele who spits on the mat next to Mainer before leaving the ring. As Steele heads out through the curtain all that can be seen is a close-up of Mainer breathing heavily and getting very, VERY angry.Maxwell McNally: "Danny Mainer here in what was at first a light-hearted mock-up now the victim of a vicious and aggressive Jake Steele and these fans love every second of their champion beating the crap out of people!"Eddie Edison: "At first this was a way to get into the head of TK to rile him up. However, it became less of a mind-game and more of a statement as Steele laid him out with that beautiful Knee Kick. Now Mainer sees that and he DOES NOT look very happy. Steele KNEW what he was doing, he took full advantage of the situation and he is NOT afraid of the Psycho Butcher!"FADE
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2009 16:20:44 GMT -5
===================== ACW Entertainment Challenge II.
Chris Phenomenal ===================== ACW Monday Night Warfare returns to air as the camera zooms in on the entrance ramp as Simply Phenomenal hits the arena and the crowd gets up with a mixed reaction.Superman Dat Hoe! With that Chris Phenomenal emerges at the top of the entrance ramp smiling and makes his way down to the ring and places his Entertainment title on a small pedestal outside of it before ducking between the ropes into the ring. He grabs the mike from Phillip Jones and then loos out at the crowd ready to begin.Chris Phenomenal: Ladies and Gentleman, on Thursday night the contestants of the first ever ACW Entertainment Challenge participated in the first ever ACW Pie Eating Challenge which Vortex won. I know direct you to the Alphatron which has our present standings
Name | Andrew Black | VorteX | Yuki Satoshi | Mickey Flamingo | Ashton Kutcher | Pie Eating Contest | 3 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 1 | | - | - | - | - | - | | - | - | - | - | - | | - | - | - | - | - |
Now tonight we get to witness our second challenge, midget wrestling. The rules are quite simple, each competitor gets two minutes in which to try and beat the midget. After each wrestler is finished me and tongihts guest referee will determine who was the most effective inside of the ring and they will earn five points towards the standings, the second earns three, and the third place finisher earns one. There is also no disqualification in tonights matches. Now I guess it is only fitting to introduce tonight’s Special Guest Referee.It’s Not Easy Being Green plays as Kermit the Frong makes his way down to the ring, the crowd cheering their beloved frog.Chris Phenomenal: How are you doing tonight Kermit?Kermit: Oh I’m doing alright.Chris Phenomenal: Sounds good then, ready to get this started?Kermit: Yep.Chris Phenomenal: Well seeing as how I’ve already had my match, we’re just going to wait for everyone to come out here at their own leisure and fight there midgets. Sound like a deal?Kermit: Deal.Chris Phenomenal: Well then, on with the show.With that Chris and Kermit duck out and walk towards the commentators table, ready to wait for the competitors to be ready to come out and do there best…whenever that is.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2009 16:21:42 GMT -5
R E T R O S E G M E N T : T E Q U I L A I'm not as think as you drunk I am[/center][/font] Credit: Rena & Bryce Saturday, July 15, 2006 12:34pm Location: UNKNOWN The area is a crowded bar filled with locals who frequent the location every Saturday night. It is a younger crowd filled with high levels of testosterone and estrogen, mixing together in a toxic cocktail. As we come closer, we notice Rena and Bryce slamming tequila shots down their throats in a fast motion. A year has passed since we last left them, but both seem to have remained the same.Bryce: Thiiiis is is ... ummm ... Rena: *puling lemon out of her mouth* what the fuck are you trying to say? Bryce pauses before a large smile emerges on his face.Bryce: I can't rememberrrrr. Rena: You're fucked uuup. Bryce: Nuhuuuuuuh! I'm soberrrrrrr! Rena: LIEEEEEEEEES!! Bryce: I caan't....I can't even taste this tequila anymore. That's bad, it's- Rena: I like the ceiling. Bryce: Yeah, me tooo...it has pretty colours! Rena: It has a nice... paint ... thing ... mural? Bryce: Naaaah. It's some collage or something. Rena: Something. It's beautiful. in truth, it was just lights.Bryce: What tiiiiime is it? Rena: Twelve something. We still got like two hours. Bryce: Niiiice. Guessss what we need?! Bryce's face lights up as he waits for Rena to respond.Rena: Whaaat? Bryce: MORE TEQUILA! Rena: YAAAAAAAAY! Bryce: MORE TEQUILA!! Rena: YAAAAAAAAY! Bryce: More Tequi- Bartender: HOLD ON! Bryce: WHA- Rena: -YAAAAAY! As both of them swayed in their stools, the bartender brought them over two shot glasses filled with tequila, two lemons and some salt. Rena began licking her hand, and then grabbed Bryce's and licked his.Bryce: What was that for? GERMS ARE BAD DON'T YOU KNOW RENAAAAAAAA! Rena: I'm a FUCKING CAT! I LICK! Bryce: A CAT!? I'm a DOG! RUFF RUFF! Rena: MEOW. Bryce: Dog's drink tequila Rena: AND SO DO CATS! It tastes like milk. another shot down.Rena: OHHHHHH that was DELICIOUS! said the cat.Bryce: Betterrrr than the DELICIOUS! More like...AWEEEESOME! said the dog.Rena: Youu know what, Brycie? Bryce: Yes, Rennnnnnie? Rena: Don't caaall me that!!! Bryce: Why not? It's ya name... Bryce glances away before looking at Rena mischievesly.Bryce: RENNIE! Rena: Shut uppppppppp..It's grosssiee Bryce: Fiiiiine... Rena: What was I saying? Bryce: Like I can remember. MORE TEQUILA!!!!! Rena: YAAAAAY Bryce: More Tequil- Rena: YAAAY Bryce: You donnn't eveeeen know what I was going to say. Rena: OOOOOOOH Right, sorry. Bryce: Ahem. MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE TEQUILA! Rena: YAAAY!!! The same bartender brought more tequila over, and soon it was consumed into their bodies.Rena: I neeeed to piss!! Bryce: OH MY GOD, STOP READING MY MIND, RENA! MEEE TOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Rena: OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! Let's GO TOGETHER! Bryce: BUT.... I'm ... I'm a dog, and you're a CAT! Rena: I'll ssssneak into the dog's housee Bryce: Okay, but you have to be quiet... shhhhhhhhhh And so they stumbled to the men's washroom. Upon entering a few men stood confused and immediately left to give them privacy. Bryce took the only stall, leaving Rena to stare at the urinals. Though she had never peed in one, she was always up for a challenge. Even if she had had 5 shots of tequila and two beer into her system.Rena: hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm OOOOOOOOOO UUUUHHHHH.... OH a midget urinal!!!!!!!!!!!! It was tricky, but luckily she straddled the smallest urinal in the room. As she straddled the urinal, she swayed back and smashed the back of her head into the silver piping which connected to the flushing mechanism, effectively knocking her flat on her ass. Bryce: WHAT THE FUUUCK? Rena lay laughing on the floor as Bryce fastened his belt buckle. He grabbed her and picked her up off the floor and putting her on the sink counter, steadying her.Bryce: Are you okay? Rena: PFT I'm fiiiine, babe. Bryce: Rennna.... Renna Matheson ... Rena: mmmmm yes? Bryce: You have amazingly beautiful eyes.... Rena: And you... SMASHIt is possible Rena had gone in for the kill with one of her famous kisses, but as the story goes she fell forwards and hit her forehead against Bryce's perfectly shaped nose, causing an instant bleed.Bryce: FUUUUUCK MY NOOOOOSE! Rena: OH GODDD I'M SOOOO SORRY Bryce: Don't worry It's COOOOL. Rena: No, you're bleeeding! Bryce: It's just a bit of BLOOD, don't be such a WUSSSSSSSSSS! Strangely Bryce chuckles as Rena panics.Rena: DOCTOR!!!! NURSEE!!! Where are these peoeple? Bryce: We're in a barrrrrr, Silly! Rena: Are we? I thought we were in a bathroom. What kiind of fucking bar did you drag me too? Bryce: Noo... Uhhh... wait, where is the bar? Rena: You get your noose bleed fixed. I'll look for it. Bryce: OKAY, SOUNDS LIKE A PLAN! While Bryce moved into the stall to grab some toilet paper, Rena hopped off the sink and got on all four, looking underneath the counter.Rena: baaaar? BAR? where areee you? I wan't sommeee TEQUILA! Bryce: FUCK YES, ME TOO! Did you find it? Rena: Nooo. Bryce: GOD DAMMIT. My nose is cool now. Rena: YAYY! LET ME SEE!!!! Bryce moved into her view again and knelt down beside her. She examine his nose and smiled- it was perfect ... not a scratch. Just then, her thumb reached his perfectly defined chin and her lips met his.Bryce: I FUCKING LOOVE YOUUU-- Rena: I fucking love you moreee As this historical story closes, we must be honest that this kiss did not last. It is unfortunate, that once this passionate kiss began both felt sudden exhaustion and passed out on the dirty bathroom floor. It is interesting to note that despite their best efforts, this cat and dog never found the bar they were so desperately looking for on that floor. They would be later carried out and sent on their way after a man found them nestled on this cold concreted bed.[fade]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2009 16:22:03 GMT -5
There’s Something About Short People (Part I) [/color] Credit: VorteX [/center] Once again we fade into the ACW arena, where the fans await the next set of Entertainment Challenges. The camera pans around for a while revealing signs that say such things as “Got Laxatives?” and “Mmmm..Butt Burritos!”. The noise continues until “Out of the Ashes” hits and Vortex appears at the top of the ramp. He walks down to the ring and slides in, wondering what exactly Phenomenal had in mind for this evening. Vortex stands and looks at the entrance ramp, expecting Phenomenal to come out and give him his next ‘assignment’. Boy was he wrong. Who am I to disagree?“Sweet Dreams” by the Eurythmics hits the speakers as the crowd goes almost silent, absolutely dumfounded. Out of the thousands of fans in attendance, probably only fifteen or twenty catch the reference and attempt to start up some inaudible chant that never gets going. Vortex knows exactly what this is about…Travel the world and the seven seas…Smoke begins to pour out of the sides of the entrance ramp and a huge pyro rocks the arena. All of a sudden a few more pyros go off and a man steps out onto the entrance ramp. He stands about four feet tall and looks to weigh roughly 250 pounds. He has blazing red hair and is wearing a disco top and baggy disco pants, with the matching accessories to make him shine like the sun. The striking thing about him though is the way his hair is styled…into a massive, red afro.Everybody’s looking for something The man looks at Vortex and wags his finger back and forth before striking a decidedly great disco pose. He stands this way for a moment letting the music catch up with him and then… Some of them want to use youPelvic thrust.Some of them want to be used by youAnother pelvic thrust and a finger wag.Some of them want to abuse youCrotch chop.Some of them want to be abused…Another crotch chop followed by a furious pelvic thrust and then a very awkward cartwheel. As the music fades out the man stands up and puts a singular finger in the air while screaming “NOW THAT’S BAAAAD!” The one and only “Super Bad Tad Johnson” has returned. This man first appeared years ago during Vortex’s feud with Jake Cheng over the Light Heavyweight title. After a few “wild midget chases” Vortex was finally able to capture Tad and get rid of him once and for all…or so he thought.Tad begins walking down to the entrance ramp, a huge smile on his face. The crowd is going nuts at this point for they never expected a midget to appear in the ACW arena this evening, especially not one that looks like Tad. Always the Showman, Tad does a few DX style crotch chops before making his way into the ring, staring directly at Vortex.Phillip: The following contest is a two-minute midget match! Vortex seems surprised by this, rolls out of the ring, and grabs the microphone from Phillip. He turns and faces Tad with an expression of disbelief on his face.Vortex: Hell no. I’ll eat 15 more “laxi-pies” before I get in that ring and wrestle your sweaty ass…lord knows where your hands have been. Tad is loving every minute of this and proceeds to stick both hands down his pants and gesture obscenely, causing an audible groan from the crowd. Vortex continues shaking his head not moving an inch towards the ring. Tad rummages around in his pants for a while before pulling something out…a microphone. Tad: I’M SUPER BAAAAAAD TAD JOHNSON! Vortex: I’m fairly sure you just gave that microphone herpes. This starts up a “You got herpes!” chant much to the delight of Tad.Tad: YOUR MOM HAS HERPES! Vortex: Are you really expecting me to become angry over that? Tad doesn’t say anything, he simply takes his microphone and puts it back in its ‘holster’ and then exits the ring. Vortex breathes a sigh of relief, figuring since Tad’s horrible joke failed he would leave…however Vortex was dead wrong. Out of nowhere, Tad sprints and slides under the ring, only to emerge out of the other end as quick as lightning. Vortex attempts to get away from the little man, only to be thwarted as Tad grabs onto his foot. Running now is rather futile as dragging 250 pounds of weight is no easy task, especially when it’s gripping onto the underside of the ring. Vortex hits Tad a few times with the microphone to dislodge him from his foot and quickly rolls into the ring, microphone still in hand.Vortex: I told you…I’m not… Vortex can’t finish his sentence before Tad is up and in on the ring apron, trying to wiggle his way in. Before Vortex can react Tad is under the ropes and…
Bell rings.RAF rolls into the ring, not entirely sure how to officiate this matchup. Seeing that avoiding the contest is now impossible, and wanting to avoid diseases as much as possible, Vortex opts to kick Tad in the face. Unfortunately, for him, Tad is one of the fastest midgets on earth and rolls under his foot, scoring a low blow. Vortex doubles over in pain, and this allows Tad to stand up and start molesting his leg causing an eruption of laughter from the crowd. Vortex once again dislodges Tad, this time with a hard shot to the face. Vortex picks Tad up and attempts the Psychosurgery; however, his efforts are thwarted by Tad’s extreme body odor. Vortex begins to gag, drops Tad to the mat, and then rolls out of the ring. RAF looks puzzled for a moment, not sure if he should start his count, and then decides to start it anyway treating this match like any other. Vortex is having none of this and starts walking to the back, determined to get away from Tad. Determined to humiliate Vortex evermore, Tad gets off the mat and slides out of the ring, chasing Vortex down. Vortex---who is in a very bad mood this evening---grabs Tad, lifts him up, and delivers a Psychosurgery right on the entrance ramp. This produces a significant metal thud, and a groan from the crowd. RAF looks with wide eyes at the ramp and then motions for the DQ. Phillip: Here is your winner by way of disqualification….”Super Bad” Tad Johnson! The crowd is silenced to a hush as Vortex gets up off the ramp and walks to the back without a second look. Paramedics rush down to aid Tad, and more than a few people have looks of worry on their face. It seems as if recent events have gotten under the skin of Vortex and these “Entertainment Challenges” have taken a turn for the worst. The camera fades out as the paramedic team loads Tad onto a stretcher and carts him off to the backstage area.Fade.
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