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Post by Jonny Spade on Jul 9, 2009 15:37:23 GMT -5
Thursday Night Meltdown July 9th 2009
Schedule of Matches: ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
Match 1: Lee Homicide vs. Michael Smart
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Match 2: Frankie Siano vs. Jin
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Match 3: Chris Phenomenal vs. Jack Jefferson - Entertainment Championship
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Match 4: Hitman of the Gods vs. Jonny Spade
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Match 5: The Senator vs. Rattlesnake - ACW World Championship
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jul 9, 2009 15:38:58 GMT -5
First show back from our 2 week break. And the fans are more alive than ever. The show begins in the ring with our new World Champion.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jul 9, 2009 15:39:36 GMT -5
Segment: The Fleeting Triumph (Credit: Senator) (Credit for the tagging of italics: Jonny Spade >_>)
As the show begins, Senator Steve Phillips is seen in the middle of the ring, wearing one of his finely tailored suits, and with a familiar golden title over his shoulder. Yes, Senator Phillips has the vintage World Heavyweight Title belt, displayed proudly over a single shoulder, proper nameplate in place. Phillips looks arrogantly across the arena, before opening his speech.
The Senator: A wise man once put these words to paper: Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher, vanity of vanities; all is vanity! What profit hath a man of all his labor which he taketh under the sun? One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh: but the earth abideth for ever.
The crowd is almost dead silent, a low murmuring spreading about, many confused by the Senator’s rather archaic(even for himself) phrasing.
Senator: For those of you out there without a shred of cultural awareness, those words emanate from Ecclesiastes, a book in the Old Testament…but for tonight, they are indicative of my current state of mind. When I decided, back in December, that ACW needed to be set back on the right path, when it looked to be heading into its bleakest period, I attacked Jake Steele, and turned my back on my former ideals in practice to save their foundation as a result. The fans who had only tenuously supported me in the past turned their backs abruptly, showing their true colors, their inner nature. To those who remained loyal, I applaud you. For the rest of you vile people, I have nothing but utter contempt in return!
The “vile people” in attendance naturally register their own disapproval with the treacherous politician.
Senator: Listen to yourselves! Is this the sound of democracy? Is this the voice of the people? I stand before you, holding this golden belt aloft as your champion, and this is the response I get? Well, you people are just going to have to grow accustomed to this sight, for you will behold it many times over for a long, long while! Senator Steve Phillips is your ACW World Heavyweight Champion, no matter how much you shout, no matter how many cups you hurl, no matter who opposes me! This is a new era in ACW, and only the strong survive here!
Phillips adjusts his collar, before throwing the belt back over his shoulder.
Senator: I won this title for a reason, and that was to bring things back to the way they should have been all along. As I quoted in my opening, I know that this may very well be vanity, it may well be a useless effort, perhaps you are all well past the point of no return from the dull doldrums of barbarism, but I cannot help but think that maybe, just maybe, my efforts can break this cycle, and ACW can be a better place as a result!
Senator: I deposed ACW of its former champion, and now I stand before you as a true representative of the federation, an ambassador for the sport. Unlike the last champion, I will speak in proper English, and behave as a civilized human being. Now, before I go any further, I do have to give credit to Mr. Steele, and yes, also to Mr. Joseph. They both appeared to be insurmountable obstacles going into the match, and within the contest itself, there were many moments where I doubted my success. Mind you, I was not handed this belt, nor did I beat a paper champion to obtain it! Mr. Steele for all his faults, was tougher than even I imagined. Now, while I had my own doubts, there were many others who scoffed at my mere entry into the match.
The Senator cracks his neck, shaking his head as he continues.
Senator: The critics said I was too old, small, weak, slow, worn down, but they were sadly mistaken! They said that I would never have succeeded without backstage manipulation, that had no place in the main event at Omega Effect! They always said I choked in the big match situations, that I failed when the pressure was the greatest, they forgot when I beat Chance Emmerson, but remembered all too well when Wyvern handed me my dignity on a silver platter, twice in a row. To you, the critics, the doubters, the scoffers, I only present this title once again. But while I confounded the simpleton armchair pundits, my expectations are yet higher.
Phillips adjusts his suit, looking out with less anger than before, but not without a hint of defiance in his demeanor.
For, when the last time I held this belt, the most significant aspect of my reign was its brevity. That will not be so this time around, for I intend to take on all challengers who wish to give me a shot, whether it be on Warfare, Meltdown, Pay Per View, a revitalized Fallout, house shows, charity events, wherever an officially sanctioned Alpha Championship Wrestling bout can occur within a squared circle, I will defend this title! Tonight, Rattlesnake, a proud ACW veteran and multiple time title contender will step into the ring to prove his worth against this belt, and I will show you all how a true champion presents himself in combat! Now, as for further opposition…I do have one individual in mind. This is a person so despicable that his name is synonymous with sewer scum. A person, I hesitate to call him a “man,” who is so pathetic that he sat out months with the most nebulous of injuries, a person who once rode my coattails, until he attempted to use them to pull me down to his loathsome level! Yes, I am talking about a man who fought a retired, recently pregnant woman, lost, and somehow gained credibility in the eyes of the people! Jason Freeman, with the departures of late, with the dethroning of Steele, you represent the worst of ACW…and that is exactly why, at Seven Deadly Sins, I want to challenge you…so I can destroy whatever is left of your pathetic standing in this company. Mr. Freeman, you may think that fighting Alicia Kitsune raised your stock, but when you face me at Seven Deadly Sins, and I know that you shall, you will experience your own Black Tuesday…and that, sir…is nothing, but the truth.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jul 9, 2009 15:39:58 GMT -5
Did you ever know that you’re my hero? By Dave Shadow As we cut backstage, we find Dave Shadow walking happily along the hallways of the ACW arena, having only just arrived. With the International Championship over his shoulder and a smile stretching from ear to ear, he is the very personification of arrogance and confidence. He heads for his usual dressing room, and pushes the door open. Inside, Gingerdude leaps up from the sofa to greet his employee. Dave heads to a locker to hang up his title and drop his bags.
Dave: Hey boss. Have a fun summer break?Gingerdude: Sure did Dave. Listen, I’ve been trying to call you for the last two weeks. Dave: Yeah, sorry bout that. I forgot my phone when I went back home to Ireland. But hey, we can catch up later after the show, ok? In the mean time, I’ve got to find TK and work out some stuff with him. Got big plans for Zero Tolerance.Gingerdude: Yeah, about that Dave. There’s some bad news. Dave: Can it wait? As I said, I’ve not talked to anyone in a while and I don’t want TK thinking I’ve run off on... Gingerdude: Thunderkiss is gone. Dave pauses midsentence, as Gingerdude looks at him, his eyes conveying sympathy. Dave shakes his head, looking for a sign on Ginger’s face that it’s all a terrible joke. When he realises it’s not, he walks over to the chair and flops back into it.
Dave: What? How? Why?Gingerdude: He just is, Dave. He left ACW following Omega Effect. Dave: But....but...there was so much left for us to do.... Dave looks up into a corner of the room, as the screen starts wavering in a really cheap special effect, indicating a fantasy sequence. However, instead of showing real scenes, we get several really obviously photoshopped pictures, as “Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head” plays.Dave: Remember that time you asked me and TK to attend the MTV awards, and we got in trouble for harrasing Miley Cyrus?Dave: Or the time TK taught me how to ride a bicycle?Dave: And the time we went fishing, and caught a massive one? We got into the Guinness book of records with that one!Dave: Ah, TK. I'll miss you.... The music cuts out suddenly, as Dave shakes his head, snapping out of the fantasy. He leaps out of his chair, sending Gingerdude leaping back, scared.Dave: Wait a minute. This means I’m the leader of Zero Tolerance now, doesn’t it? Gingerdude: Well....um....yeah, I guess it does. Dave: Freakin awesome! Oh, I’m going to have so much fun with this. I can have minions and lackeys, and I can....Dave heads for the door and wanders out of the room, talking to himself. Gingerdude puts his hands on his hips, as he watches the International Champion leave. He shakes his head and laughs quietly to himself, as we...
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jul 9, 2009 15:40:31 GMT -5
Segment: lololol Gingerduuuuuuuude (Credit: Train)
We open with Train and Thunder Lawyer walking down the ACW hallways. They look to be discussing some buisness of sorts as they walk around. They stop in an opening and Train takes a seat. He grabs a nearby water bottle and drinks it up. Thunder Lawyer stands in front of him and leans on some heavy duty crates that are used to hold things. YEA!
Thunder Lawyer: You know Train, after what you and Steele did, I've been told that sales of Bat Train items have dropped.
Thunder Train: What? How is that even possible yet? It hasn't been that long.
Thunder Lawyer: Doesn't matter. The latest figures from Ken and Chris show that nobody is going to be buying Bat Train items any longer.
Thunder Train: Well, fuck them! I still have what, $20 million dollars? I am pretty much set for life right now. I don't even have to do this wrestling shit anymore.
Thunder Lawyer: Then why don't you quit?
Thunder Train: To prove Freeman wrong....
Thunder Lawyer: What?
Thunder Train: Nevermind. But really, things are good now. I mean Thunderkiss is finally gone and on top of that, I got HIS contract so I'm guaranteed a bunch of stuff that I normally wouldn't have.
Thunder Lawyer: I guess, I can't believe Gingerdude didn't notice that before hand. I guess he really is going crazy.
Just then, Gingerdude walks by them and then stops. He double takes and sees Thunder Train sitting there. His face turns red.
Gingerdude: TRAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN! What are you doing here? You were fired!
Thunder Train: I was fired. Then I got a new contract.
Gingerdude: WHAT? I NEVER GAVE YOU A NEW CONTRACT!
Thunder Train: No, but I signed Thunderkiss' latest contract. You should really hide those better, seems like everyone can just write their name on them.
Gingerdude: That isn't possible!
Thunder Train: Oh, it is very possible and it's true! You can check your files later, you will see that I am in the database and that I have all the benefits that Thunderkiss had.
Gingerdude: What is stopping me from firing your ass again right now?
Thunder Lawyer: Well, some clauses in the contract state that the person who signed it cannot be fired for up to a year. I don't know why you would put something like that in the contract but whatever.
Gingerdude: No....This can't be happening...Just when I thought everything was going great...
Thunder Train: By the way, thanks for not actually kidnapping my sister. I found her in the closet in my locker room. So you basically did all that to try and drive me out of here. Nice going chief! Speaking of Thunder Thighs, I'm thinking Arbys.
Gingerdude: Who do you think shoved her in there Train? Do you know how difficult that was?
A crew member walks up to Gingerdude and shoves a clipboard in front of his face. Without looking down at it, he signs it. Then the crew member walks away.
Thunder Train: Hey thanks!
Gingerdude: For what?
Thunder Train: Signing Thunder Thighs' ACW contract!
Gingerdude: That was...
Thunder Train: Yup.
Gingerdude: So she works...
Thunder Train: Yup.
Gingerdude:....This isn't over Train. Not by a long shot.
Thunder Train: Alright, see you later Mr. Krabs.
Gingerdude walks away and Train turns to Lawyer and smirks.
Thunder Train: See? Everything is going good. Now, let's grab something to eat, I'm starving....
Train stands up and begins to walk away, Thunder Lawyer follows closely behind. The two make there way down a hallway and then disappear in the fog. Wait, why is there fog? OH DUDE, we got a sauna. FUCK YEAH! DOES THAT EVEN MAKE SENSE?
Fade out...
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jul 9, 2009 15:40:46 GMT -5
Segment: Changes (Credit: The Road Steelers) ACW returns from a commercial break as we pan around the crowd awaiting what will happen next. Suddenly, "Like a Boss" plays over the P.A. system around the arena. The crowd gives a surprisingly mixed reaction to the song as Jake Steele, Thunder Train and Lee Homicide walk out. Jake Steele leads the trio down to the ring, obviously frustrated at recent events in ACW. He is no longer world champion and that is killing him deep down inside right now. However, Thunder Train, seems to be as cheerful as ever even though he lost his title as well. Both Train and Lee acknowledge the fans at ringside while Steele just rushes into the ring to grab a microphone. The other two enter the ring shortly after and stand next to Steele. Jake Steele: There is something wrong with this picture right here. As I look around this ring I notice a total lack of gold in the Road Steelers possession. Train, you got your title stolen from you from that bitch Dave Shadow. His punk ass couldn't beat you in a fair match and you know it. You shoulda never agreed to a match like that. As a matter of fact Train, I've been noticing a total lack of focus from you. Train, fed up with hearing this, grabs the microphone from Steele.Thunder Train: A lack of focus? Steele, I've been more focused than ever recently, trying to get my sister back from Gingerdude. Where were you to help me with that, huh? You just sat back and didn't care what happened to my family.Jake Steele: That's a lie and you know it. There ain't no way I would just push away you and your sister. I wanted to help you Train, but I couldn't. I had to prepare myself for one of the biggest matches I've ever had to compete in. Do you know how that was? Do you know what my training sessions were like? Thunder Train: "Training Sessions" Please Jake, you weren't training. Let's face it Steele, at the end of the day, the only thing that matters to you is the money. You were out promoting Omega Effect around the world and didn't give two shits about what happened to me or Lee here. You are a selfish bastard Steele.Jake Steele: Is that so? Well Train, I know we have been sorta hinting at this for a while here. So why don't we just settle this right now.Train rolls up his sleeves and Steele takes off his shirt, it looks like the two are gonna fight but Steele picks up the microphone once more.Jake Steele: We wouldn't have to do this Train if it wasn't for you lack of focus! But if that's the way you want it then fine!BAM! WHAT!?!?! In a surprise twist, Steele rams his knee into the face of Lee Homicide! Lee goes down hard and Steele motions for Train to grab a chair outside of the ring. Train quickly does so as the crowd begins to boo heavily at the duo. Train slides the chair into the ring and follows in after it.Jake Steele: But you know what? Train isn't the problem here. It's you, Lee! You have been dragging us down for the longest time and look what has become of you. You lost The Crucible and now the person that won the match is gone. You failed us for the last time Lee. Train, pick him up!Train does so and holds Lee's arms behind his back. Steele begins to punch the face of Lee with stiff right hands. Steele then looks over to the chair and lifts it up ever so gently. He mouths something to Lee along the lines of "We are the best" but it is unknown what he actually says. He then pulls back the chair and delivers a stiff chairshot that rings throughout the arena. Lee looks knocked out at this point and Train drops him down. Lee lies close to motionless on the mat as Train and Steele leave the ring. The two head up the ramp with arms raised in the air in victory. The crowd is booing them even more now as they walk backstage. The final shot we see is Lee being checked out. He looks to be moving but not by much and he has a match next! Can he recover during the break?!!?
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jul 9, 2009 15:41:04 GMT -5
===================== Beware the Bite Chris Phenomenal and Rattlesnake ===================== There is no rest for the weary, and no time for a champion to rest on his laurels. With Chris Phenomenal retaining his ACW Entertainment Champion at Omega Effect V he is now forced to defend it tonight against Jack Jefferson, a man who returned from a brief absence to take the world by storm with his acts of brutality. To further compound the night, Chris’ future title shot could be at stake as Senator defends his ACW Championship against Rattlesnake. First things first though, as we cut to Chris standing next to Charlotte King in front of an ACW backdrop.
Charlotte King:[/color] Ladies and gentleman, it is my pleasure at this time to be joined by the ACW Entertainment Champion, Chris Phenomenal. Now Chris, at Omega Effect, you participated in two matches, the Crucible which you lost to Danny Mainer and the classic opening match which say you defend your entertainment championship against VorteX. What was it like competing in two matches at the biggest pay per view of the year?Chris Phenomenal: To be honest, there wasn’t a lot that was special about it. I knew heading into the night that I had to prepare for not one but two opponents that evening so I just ramped up my training a little bit. Worked out with Floyd back in Los Angeles on my hand speed, worked on my wrestling a bit with the United States Olympic team. In fact, having to prepare for more than one match made me I feel a better wrestler overall. I wasn’t focused on just exploiting one opponents weakness and more on being a better wrestler myself and that’s going to pay off in the long run.Charlotte King: It may have made you a better wrestler but it wasn’t enough to conquer Danny Mainer in the crucible match. It’s lead to a lot of rumours circling around that you’re a big threat in the biggest matches, putting on stunning performances in the Fallen Heroes match as well in the crucible, but not quite talented enough to pull of the big victories.Chris Phenomenal: You know Charlotte, I have a question. Who are these people that are questioning my talent, and what the hell have they done with their lives. I doubt they’ve ever stepped foot in the ring, that they’ve accomplished anything worthwhile in their lives. I’ve got the Entertainment title around my waist that proves my talent, I’ve got victory after victory in ACW that proves my talent. The fact that the ACW Champion chose me to watch his back as opposed to the dozens of other slobs on the roster, or millions of peoples around the world shows just how much talent I have.Charlotte King: You brought up the entertainment title, and a lot of people have said your match could go down as the greatest entertainment title match in the history of Omega Effect. How did it feel to retain the title in such grandiose fashion?Chris Phenomenal: I think the thing that felt the best was the sick thud and then the crack when my fist hit VorteX straight in the jaw. I got to showcase my craft on the greatest stage of them all, proving that I am the next big thing. I know that there were thousands of people watching that watching that match realized I am exactly what I say, and that at any time, with one sick punch I can knock out anyone that I want.Charlotte King: So are you then predicting a knock out victory tonight against Jack Jefferson.Chris Phenomenal: I don’t think there’s any other way that this one is going to end up. Sure Jack Jefferson impressed some people with his exploits on the run up to Omega Effect, but he lost to Andrew Black, and before that I’ve kicked his ass not once, but twice. As far as I’m concerned this is a match that I’ve already got won.With that Chris walks away from Charlotte as she stares back at the camera.
Charlotte King: Never one to not be confident in his own abilities, Chris Phenomenal looks ready for action tonight against Jack Jefferson.The scene starts to fade but immediately cuts back to full screen as we hear Chris Phenomenal shouting down the hall.Chris Phenomenal:[/color] Watch where the fuck you’re going.The cameraman runs down the hall until he comes across Chris Phenomenal and Rattlesnake, the challenger for Senator’s title later on in the evening nearing blows as they have obviously collided with one another. Chris waves his hands in a “come on“ style gesture at Snake who doesn‘t take the bait.
Chris Phenomenal: Seriously man you better get to gettin’. Ya ain’t nothin’ here no more, you’re just some washed up has been gettin’ ya ass handed to ya by little Japanese school girls.Rattlesnake looks at Chris again, the fire that would have at one point been in his eyes not necessarily there. Chris like a cougar senses weakness and goes for the kill as he smirks, dropping his fists and the hood mentality returning to him.
Chris Phenomenal: Ya know, tha’s what I thought. Ya gon’ talk ‘bout how you have a big match wit’ Senator tonight, that ya don’ want to get into any dustups and save ya energy, but we all know that ya lyin’ through ya ass. We all now that you ain’t nothin’ no more. Emperor of the Ring, two thousand and six though, that’s three years ago and that three years hasn’t done nothin’ for ya. Ya ain’t the same Snake ya once was, ya don’t strike the fear of nobody no more. Hell, I don’t even know how ya got ya self a title match tonight but I can guarantee ya ain’t gon’ win that shit. Ya times over, it’s my time know, so like ya should have just now, step aside and watch greatness.Rattlesnake looks at Chris, silently asking him if he’s finished, to which Chris replies with a turn on his heel and walks away as Rattlesnake shakes his head and Charlotte King walks back in.
Charlotte King: Rattlesnake, what just happened here?Rattlesnake: Nothing. At least nothing that can't be handled tonight anyways. It's just some young chump that gets his jollies by trying to intimidate someone like me. But no matter. Tonight is one of the biggest nights for me and I'm not about to let someone or something ruin that.With that Snake walks away, still calm as if he had just rolled out of bed as Charlotte looks on.[/font]
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jul 9, 2009 15:42:19 GMT -5
Match 1: Michael Smart vs Lee Homicide (Credit: Michael Smart) Jones: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 228 pounds, Michael Smart! "Live to win" by Paul Stanley starts playing. White and blue lights start flashing in the arena as Michael Smart comes out, wearing a white vest. He takes a second to admire the cheering audience before starting to walk down the ramp. Once he reaches the ringside, he takes off his vest, giving it to a stagehand before walking up the stairs and getting inside the ring. He climbs up a turnbuckle, raising his arms in the air, looking around the crowd before hopping off the turnbuckle and pacing around the ring, waiting for his opponent.Jones: And the opponent, hailing in from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in tonight at 170 pounds, Lee Homicide! Lights cut to black as a thick fog begins billowing up around the entrance. Some faraway old-school Chinese instrumentals ring sharply through the air until it’s suddenly cut by a thunderous yell of... N.Y. TILL I DIE! [/size][/font][/center] With that, the funky, upbeat intro to “Come Original” by 311 hits as a cascade of pyro shoots up from the stage. A lone spotlight shines on the entryway, but there’s no one to be found there. Eventually, the spotlight begins scanning the audience, searching for the man of the hour. After a brief survey of the scene, it finally settles on Lee Homicide. He kneels on one knee with his head hung low in reverence. After a brief silent moment to himself, Lee flicks his hood back to his face, then bursts up onto his feet and starts his march toward the ring. As he wades through the scrum of fans, they offer him plenty of slaps on the back. When Lee reaches the barricade, he hops over and then slides into the ring. He settles into his corner, making sure to give his dogtags a kiss for good luck as he awaits the bell. McNally: We have an interesting opening contest here tonight as the relative newcomer to ACW, Michael Smart, takes on Lee Homicide. The bell rings and the match starts. Smart and Homicide start slowly walking towards each other, sizing up the other competitor. As they reach each other, Lee quickly chops Smart in the chest. Smart quickly responds with a chop of his own. Lee snaps back with a second chop, which is followed by a second chop from Smart. Lee is starting to get pissed off, and hits a third chop! Smart is also getting annoyed, hitting a third chop of his own! The two men start trading quick chops! Lee! Smart! Lee! Smart! Lee! Smart! Lee! Smart with a quick kick to the gut and a DDT! Edison: Smart move from Smart. Get it? McNally: Smart did indeed do the smart thing, no pun intended, by stopping the exchange of chops. Smart quickly gets back on his feet, taking Lee along with him. He then in quick succession locks Lee in a front facelock, throwing Lee's left arm over Smart's shoulder and executes a snap suplex. Lee quickly gets up, but turns around to find Smart's extended right arm knocking him down with a clothesline. Lee gets up, but is taken down by another clothesline. Getting up again, this time Lee gets thrown down from a belly to belly suplex! Still getting up, Lee gets lifted up and taken down by a scoop slam! Smart quickly drops an elbow to the chest of Lee to keep him down. Smart hits two more elbow drops before running into the ropes, coming back with a knee drop to the forehead of Lee! Smart picks Lee up again, locking him in another front facelock, this time executing a vertical suplex. McNally: Smart's doing a good job of controlling Homicide thus far in this match. Edison: I wouldn't count Lee out yet, though, he won't go down without a fight. Edison is right, as Lee is already getting up. However, Smart is stalking him, hitting a chop block to Lee's right knee when he gets up! He quickly follows it up by grabbing Lee's right leg, holding it up and dropping an elbow on his knee! Smart gets up only to do it again! He repeats it for three more times before trying to turn Lee to his stomach to lock in a single leg crab, but Lee uses his other leg to get enough leg strength to push Smart down! Lee quickly gets up, but Smart is faster, quickly ducking a running lariat attempt and getting behind Lee, locking in a sleeper hold! Lee however quickly manages to grab the ropes. The referee starts counting, Smart releasing the hold at the count of three and clubbing Lee to the back of the head. He follows it up by attempting to execute a russian leg sweep, but Lee once again grabs the ropes, using them to keep himself standing while Smart falls down hard! Edison: Ouch! That had to hurt! McNally: Homicide's showing off good ring presence tonight. Lee takes a second to clear his senses from the damage he's taken so far as Smart is getting back up. Once he does, he turns around only to be hit by a discus elbow smash from Lee! Smart staggers back, but Lee continues the assault by taking Smart down to a seated position with a snapmare, chopping him to the back and finishing it off with a roundhouse kick to the temple! Smart goes down, allowing Lee a moment to gloat. The fans show their dislike of his arrogance with boos, but Lee ignores them, picking Smart up again. After a kick to the gut, Lee irish whips Smart to a corner, following after him to take him down with a monkey flip! Lee wastes no time as he follows up by locking in a rear chinlock on Smart. The fans start chanting Smart's name, allowing him to draw enough energy to stand up and elbow Lee in the gut. After two more elbow shots Lee has to let go of the hold, at which point Smart runs to the ropes, trying to go for a running clothesline, but Lee counters with a scoop powerslam! Lee with the cover. 1! Kickout! Lee starts hitting Smart with lefts and rights, forcing Smart to cover up with his arms. After a moment Lee stops, getting up and picking Smart up along with him. Lee hits Smart with an inverted atomic drop, leaving Smart in pain while Lee runs to the ropes, coming back with a running calf kick! Smart goes down, but Lee doesn't let him rest as he runs to the ropes again, this time coming back with a running senton splash! Lee sits up, smiling arrogantly. He slowly gets up, stalking Smart as he is getting up. As Smart gets to his knees, doubled over as he tries to achieve balance, Lee executes the Sick Roll! Lee covers Smart. 1! 2!
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jul 9, 2009 15:42:35 GMT -5
McNally: Kickout! Smart manages to get the shoulder up after Lee's trademark neckbreaker.
Lee is getting impatient, quickly picking Smart up and hoisting him up on his shoulder, preparing for the Starlight Extinction! Smart fights back with repeated elbow shots to the face, allowing him to slip off Lee's shoulders, following it up with a release german suplex! Lee goes down as Smart tries takes a second to breathe, waiting for Lee to get back up. Once he does, Smart takes him down again with his trademark STO backbreaker, also known as the Torment Theory! Lee is down as Smart takes a moment choose his next course of action, eventually settling on climbing up a turnbuckle! The fans start cheering as Smart tries to balance himself, standing up at the very top of the turnbuckle, leaping off for the Meeting of the Minds! Lee moves out of the way and Smart crashes face first onto the canvas!
Edison: Smart may be completely out after that!
Lee uses the ropes to get up, looking at the downed Smart for a second before going to the ring apron. Lee waits for Smart to slowly get up and after he rises and turns around, Lee leaps off and connects with the 0 N! Smart goes down hard, but Lee doesn't go for the cover, instead getting up and starting to stalk Smart again. Smart takes leverage from the ropes getting up, turning around only to be the recipient of the D.U.D! Lee with the cover!
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McNally: Smart gets his foot on the ropes!
Edison: He manages to escape loss this time, but Smart was just dumbed down from that kick!
Lee on the other hand is getting frustrated, yelling at Smart to get up. When he does, Lee lifts Smart on his shoulders, going for the Starlight Extinction again! But Smart counters the same way as before, hitting Lee with multiple elbows to the face before dropping behind him and locking in a sleeper hold! Lee is too far away from the ropes to grab them, forcing him to try and figure out another way to escape the hold. After a minute Lee picks Smart up on his back in a piggyback position, Smart still holding the sleeper. Lee then applies a three-quarters facelock, dropping down to execute the Cauterization!
McNally: What a fantastic counter from Lee!
Lee goes for the cover.
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No! Smart somehow manages to kick out! Lee is furious, yelling at the referee to count faster next time before picking Smart up again. Lee tries to lift Smart on his shoulders for the third Starlight Extinction attempt, but Smart manages to stop it by elbowing Lee to the back of the head! Smart quickly follows up with a russian leg sweep! Smart picks Lee up, taking him down again with a neckbreaker! Lee gets up, but Smart brings him down with a belly to belly suplex! Lee gets up again, but Smart takes him down with a running lariat! Smart picks Lee up again, setting up and executing the Smartdriver! Smart with the cover.
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Lee gets the shoulder up! Smart doesn't waste much time as he picks Lee up again, only to get hit with a knee to the gut! Lee then lifts Smart up to his shoulders, trying to connect with the Starlight Extinction! Smart however stops him, dropping off his shoulders to the front of Lee, hooking his leg and head, lifting him up and executing the Pain Equation! Smart covers!
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Jones: Here is your winner, Michael Smart!
"Live to win" starts playing again, the crowd cheering as Smart gets up, a bit groggy after all the shots to the head he took in the match. The referee raises Smart's right arm, Smart raising his left arm himself to celebrate his victory. The celebration is cut short though, because...
The Road Steelers’ music hits and the rest of the stable makes their way down to the ring. They do not look pleased at all by the looks on their faces. As they get into the ring Smart has found himself in a corner turnbuckle as the gang makes their way into the ring. They all stand around the fallen member and Lee looks up at them wondering what’s going on; Steele looks at the other members and gives them a tiny nod. They pick him up but only to drop him down once again. Smart tries to get involved but they beat both of them down in the ring for a few moments which gets a round of boos from the crowd.
As the moments go by, the boos suddenly turn to cheers as the fans see “The Ace of Spades” Jonny Spade and “The Welsh Dragon” Dan White rush down to the ring and help even out the odds with some steel chairs in hand. Train spots them coming and signals to the others as they slide out of the ring just as the two get into the ring.
The former World and International champions back their way up the ramp and Dan White and Jonny Spade help up Michael Smart. The confused Road Steelers back up the ramp, yelling obscenities and swearing that they will get their revenge. In the words of the late great Billy Mays, but wait there’s more. Just when you thought more ACW Legends couldn’t return, “Crisis” by Alexisonfire blares over the loudspeakers and the second Grand Slam Champion in ACW history, Jake Cheng makes his way out to the stage. The crowd goes nuts and rises to their feet for the Chinese Phenom. After a nice long pop, the music radically changed genres to rap. “Stimulate” by Eminem starts playing and Mr. Make You Tap, Andrew Black appears. The fans boo but Jake raises his arms to try and quiet them. Now they begins to wonder why these superstars have gathered, while the hardcore fans smile with joy.
Jake Cheng: Wow. To thinks its only been six months since I left. Look at how much this place has changed! Jake Steele of all people won the ACW World Title! And lost it to The Senator. And Jason Freeman came pretty damn close to main eventing a pay per view. Holy fucking shit.
Jake Steele yells “Get on with it,” just loud enough for the audience to hear and Cheng humors him.
Jake Cheng: Cool your jets dude. Everything is going to be fine. ACW is going to be brought back to the golden days. BK is back. Senator’s doing well for himself. And you and your perpetually hungry friend have no power. And we are here to keep it that way. Well, maybe not the Senator part, I rather see the title in someone like Dan White or even my own arms. But that’s a secondary objective. Tonight you will all witness the rebirth of ACW. It won’t be because of the new ACW Champion. It won’t be because of the new tag team champions Zero to Ego. I will be because of one thing. The Formula. The formula for the best stable in the history of ACW. Myself. Jonny Spade. Dan White. Two up and comers. And this time, two victims. And together, we are Untouchable.
Cheng and Black both start walking toward the members of the Road Steelers, who panic. But as the two Untouchable members approach, they decide to cut their losses and jump into the stands. The former champion and his new stablemate walk to the ring to join the rest of the new Untouchables. Cheng, Spade and White reunite for the first time in almost four years and Black and Smart shake hands, making this new alliance complete.
Fade Out.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jul 9, 2009 15:44:50 GMT -5
Segment: Annnoying Arrival (Credit: BK London)
A little late for the start of the festivities, but that hasn't stopped him in the past.
The dark parking lot is now illuminated by the headlights of what appears to be a very large SUV. The brand of the vehicle isn't clear, but what is clear is the man behind the wheel of vehicle. Stepping out the driver's seat is none other than one half of the newly crowned Tag Team Champions, BK London.
Considering what he did leading into his retirement last year in ACW, it's quite a surprise to see the fans actually cheering him, but one has to think it's more of the respect factor than any of the things that happened in the past that play more to their reaction upon his arrival. As he steps out the car, he pulls out his keys and pushes the button which immediately pops open the trunk of his car. He grabs his rolling suitcase from the trunk and rests it on the ground beside him before closing back down the trunk.
While that took an entire paragraph to explain, only a matter of seonds has only passed by since his arrival - which means it's only a matter of seconds until the Tag Team Champion is interrupted by one of the veterans here in ACW.
Kevin Anderson: BK! BK London!
The voice is like nails scratching against a chalkboard for BK London. And he let's out a long sigh and attempts to keep on going, but the voice keeps getting louder and louder - meaning it's getting closer and closer. Eventually, Mr. Anderson is in clear view.
Kevin Anderson: BK! Didn't you hear me from back there? I was screaming your name for a while man.
Of course BK head his name being yelled throughout the parking lot, he had ears - but there was always something about Kevin Anderson that irked the Tag Team Champion. Was it the fact that Kevin Anderson has interviewed BK London so many times that he's plain sick of him? Or maybe it was the time Kevin Anderson attemtped to cost him a match against Adrian Flamingo? You can go back as far possible with the history between these two, but it's hard to pin point the moment where Anderson got on London's last possible nerver. But being diplomatic, instead of shunning the interveiew and preventing him from doing his job, he instead turned around.
BK London: Nah, I didn't hear you man. Sorry.
Liar.
Kevin Anderson: Oh...
Dumbass.
Kevin Anderson: ..I guess I'll have to bring my bullhorn next time or something. So, what's been up man? What's been up in the life of BK London since you were last here? It's felt like forever.
BK London: ...I was here three weeks ago at Omega Effect V.
The "I'd rather not talk to you" type of response in a convo. It was made clear to the fans that BK didn't want to speak to anyone, he just wanted to go to his locker room and see how the night would unfold due to what happened at Omega Effect - but Anderson didn't realize that.
Kevin Anderson: You joker you..
Anderson lightly punches the back of BK London, which almost sets him off - but the temper since last year has cooled down with the time off - so he simply brushes it off.
Kevin Anderson: You know I mean from when you were retired at Winter's Discontent last year, you're such a joker man.
BK London: Oh, I've been around..working on some projects an-
Kevin Anderson: - What kind of projects?
BK London: ....just some things.
Kevin Anderson: Well, you're gonna have to be more specific BK buddy. There's a lot of projects you could be working on? Are you coming out with a new fragrance? A new album? Starring in a movie? What? What? WHAT?!
Anderson can really piss a fella off.
BK London: You know Kevin? I don't think I'm able to talk about it as of yet, but trust me - when I can, you'll be the first to know.
BK puts his hand on the shoulder of Kevin Anderson, almost showing some sort of compassion for the young announcer and Anderson very much obliges. However, inside BK London wants to apply a nerve hold right on the spot he's touching - but once again, he's very cool calm and collected.
Suddenly a member of the crew, complete with headset and clipboard - sold seperately - makes his way on camera and delivers some much needed news to London.
Crew Member: BK, I've got a message from Gingerdude that he wants to meet you out in the ring later tonight to discuss your tag team titles.
BK London: Oh really? Well I guess I'll have to talk to you later Kevin, gotta get ready - See ya!
Kevin Anderson: But BK..
BK London: I gotta go Kevin! Goodbye!
And with that, BK London is off camera - but that doesn't stop Anderson from getting the last word in.
Kevin Anderson: Alright BK, call me sometime - we'll do lunch and go over some scripts I've been writing! Primo stuff BK, primo!
Kevin smiles to himself, even though there's not much to smile about - but he does feel like he has gotten back on BK London's good side. Which, in his eyes, is good for him in order to avoid any more superkicks to the face.
Fade Out.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jul 9, 2009 15:45:53 GMT -5
Segment: lololol Gingerduuuuuuuude (Credit: Train)
We open with Train and Thunder Lawyer walking down the ACW hallways. They look to be discussing some buisness of sorts as they walk around. They stop in an opening and Train takes a seat. He grabs a nearby water bottle and drinks it up. Thunder Lawyer stands in front of him and leans on some heavy duty crates that are used to hold things. YEA!
Thunder Lawyer: You know Train, after what you and Steele did, I've been told that sales of Bat Train items have dropped.
Thunder Train: What? How is that even possible yet? It hasn't been that long.
Thunder Lawyer: Doesn't matter. The latest figures from Ken and Chris show that nobody is going to be buying Bat Train items any longer.
Thunder Train: Well, fuck them! I still have what, $20 million dollars? I am pretty much set for life right now. I don't even have to do this wrestling shit anymore.
Thunder Lawyer: Then why don't you quit?
Thunder Train: To prove Freeman wrong....
Thunder Lawyer: What?
Thunder Train: Nevermind. But really, things are good now. I mean Thunderkiss is finally gone and on top of that, I got HIS contract so I'm guaranteed a bunch of stuff that I normally wouldn't have.
Thunder Lawyer: I guess, I can't believe Gingerdude didn't notice that before hand. I guess he really is going crazy.
Just then, Gingerdude walks by them and then stops. He double takes and sees Thunder Train sitting there. His face turns red.
Gingerdude: TRAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN! What are you doing here? You were fired!
Thunder Train: I was fired. Then I got a new contract.
Gingerdude: WHAT? I NEVER GAVE YOU A NEW CONTRACT!
Thunder Train: No, but I signed Thunderkiss' latest contract. You should really hide those better, seems like everyone can just write their name on them.
Gingerdude: That isn't possible!
Thunder Train: Oh, it is very possible and it's true! You can check your files later, you will see that I am in the database and that I have all the benefits that Thunderkiss had.
Gingerdude: What is stopping me from firing your ass again right now?
Thunder Lawyer: Well, some clauses in the contract state that the person who signed it cannot be fired for up to a year. I don't know why you would put something like that in the contract but whatever.
Gingerdude: No....This can't be happening...Just when I thought everything was going great...
Thunder Train: By the way, thanks for not actually kidnapping my sister. I found her in the closet in my locker room. So you basically did all that to try and drive me out of here. Nice going chief! Speaking of Thunder Thighs, I'm thinking Arbys.
Gingerdude: Who do you think shoved her in there Train? Do you know how difficult that was?
A crew member walks up to Gingerdude and shoves a clipboard in front of his face. Without looking down at it, he signs it. Then the crew member walks away.
Thunder Train: Hey thanks!
Gingerdude: For what?
Thunder Train: Signing Thunder Thighs' ACW contract!
Gingerdude: That was...
Thunder Train: Yup.
Gingerdude: So she works...
Thunder Train: Yup.
Gingerdude:....This isn't over Train. Not by a long shot.
Thunder Train: Alright, see you later Mr. Krabs.
Gingerdude walks away and Train turns to Lawyer and smirks.
Thunder Train: See? Everything is going good. Now, let's grab something to eat, I'm starving....
Train stands up and begins to walk away, Thunder Lawyer follows closely behind. The two make there way down a hallway and then disappear in the fog. Wait, why is there fog? OH DUDE, we got a sauna. FUCK YEAH! DOES THAT EVEN MAKE SENSE?
Fade out...
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jul 9, 2009 15:46:40 GMT -5
===================== For Continuities Sake Chris Phenomenal and Senator ===================== Hail to the Chief! Senator Steve Phillips came out victorious at Omega Effect. With the summer break now over it’s certain that every superstar will be clamouring for Steve Phillips, including the man who he guaranteed a title shot if he was victorious, Chris Phenomenal. What is curious then, with Chris having the opportunity at any time to take out Senator, summon an official and pin him to become world champ, is why they sit back in chairs across a maple desk from each other, the world title on it, sipping a glass of scotch each.
Senator: It does feel good to be a winner. A lot better than the third Omega Effect where I should have walked away with the title but came up a bit short.
Senator grabs the title and looks at it once more as if it is his first born son, the power it gives him in the company as well as the number of people he proved wrong by winning the belt giving him satisfaction. Chris eyes the belt, although not with greed as he looks at his own Entertainment title back in his locker room.
Senator: With winning the title however comes great responsibility. I must be a good representative of this company, conducting all my actions with dignity, serving as an ambassador for ACW.
Chris looks at Senator before taking another sip of scotch, not wanting to interrupt him. When Senator picks up again however his tone has changed from a musing manner to something a little more direct.
Senator: However holding this title means that every superstar in this company is going to be coming after me, wanting to take me out and prove that they deserve a shot at this title.
Chris looks at Senator racking his brains trying to figure out what Senator is trying to get it. The pause lasts for a few moments, one too many for Senator who decides to spell things out before Chris can get to it.
Senator: You have your title shot against me, yes?
Damn, the expression on Chris’ face says it all. For once the Senator says something so simple Chris overlooks it trying to find some deep meaning, with Senator like Ghandi.
Senator: That title shot is only good however if I hold the title.
Chris Phenomenal: So it’s in my best interests to make sure that you hold onto the title as long as possible.
Chris looks at Senator waiting for a response as he swallows his sip of scotch.
Senator: I knew that eventually you would catch on. I am assuming that you do not wish to waste your title shot, that you are waiting for the perfect opportunity. I know you Chris and there is something special that you want to occur, you are a man deep rooted in symbolism even though you do not realize it. You do not want to win the title here on ACW island, you do not wish to win the title in Washington, or Seattle. No you want to win it right in your own backyard, you know that when ACW does it’s world tour that it is likely to stop in New York City and that is when you are going to cash in your title shot.
Chris looks at Senator putting on an admirable poker face, not telling him one thing or the other but judging from the way Senator is sitting he knows that he has Chris figured out.
Senator: That date however is at least two months from now and in that time a lot can happen Chris and that is why I asked you to join me today. I realize that our little partnership, helped us out, that you were able to earn a title shot and I was able to walk out with the title. So what I would like to propose, for at least this next month that we continue our arrangement, you make sure that I’m fit for competition heading into my matches and I will take care of the rest.
Chris stares at Senator for a moment, making sure that he doesn’t give him any loopholes to exploit.
Chris Phenomenal: And what’s in it for me.
Senator: You protect your title shot of course.
Chris Phenomenal: If that’s all you got Phillips, go get fucked. If I wanted to right now I could take this fucking glass, break it, slit your throat and then pin you for the title. I’ve already got a title shot I can use whenever I want so that deal doesn’t help me out at all.
Senator looks at Chris Phenomenal, realizing the kid does have a few brain cells to his credit.
Senator: I understand Chris and if that isn’t acceptable then I propose that in return for your protective services following the same guidelines as we set out in our previous contract, I agree to show you a thing or two in the ring. I watched your matches at Omega Effect and noticed a few things, adding in my countless years of experience in the ring, I think you of all people can realize that with my brains added to your considerable physical talents that you could become virtually unstoppable.
Chris pauses for a few moments, thinking everything Senator said through before piping up with one more question.
Chris Phenomenal: And I can without advance notice nullify this agreement if I am presented with an opportunity to take advantage of my prior earned right to challenge you for the title.
Senator looks at Chris, once again and smiles.
Senator: You know, you could have become a formidable lawyer. Yes, at any time you can break the agreement so as to challenge me for the ACW Heavyweight Title.
Chris Phenomenal: Then you have yourself a deal.
Chris reaches his hand out across the desk and shakes the hand of Senator before they polish off their glasses of scotch. Senator rises from the desk and begins to pour them each another glass as Chris looks at Senators world title, more noticeably, the nameplate at the top envisioning it reading Chris Phenomenal as the scene cuts to black.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jul 9, 2009 15:47:05 GMT -5
Listen Up By Dave Shadow (With Special Guests) As we cut backstage again, we find our cameraman has positioned himself in the general dressing room. A door opens, as Dave Shadow peeks his head in. Grown fond of his private Zero Tolerance dressing room, he approaches the room timidly.
Dave walks into the room, makes sure his IN title is positioned firmly on his shoulder, and puffs his chest up. He makes a loud coughing noise, trying to get everyone’s attention, but everyone keeps chattering away to themselves.
Dave: Excuse me....Again though, everyone ignores him. A massive scowl grows over Dave’s face, as he grabs a chair from against the wall and walks into the middle of the room. He opens it up and climbs up on top of it, before letting out a massive yell.
Dave: OI! LISTEN UP!That’s got everyone’s attention; a deadly silence grows over the entire room, as everyone turns their attention to Dave. Some fold their arms, others put their hands on their hips. Some smile, while others are annoyed at being interrupted.Chris Phenomenal: Look guys? Dave’s come down from his high horse to talk to the commoners.A small laugh goes round the room, as Dave’s face grows red, half with anger, half with embarrassment.
Dave: Shut up. I’ve decided that as your new International Champion, I thought I should come here and give you all a message. Having won this championship belt at Omega Effect, I thought I would let you know that I plan on representing each and every one of you with honour and pride. I am your representative to the world now, and as an ACW champion, it is my duty to act in a way that is befitting to each and every one of you.Michael Smart: If he doesn’t shut up soon, I’ll befitting my hand down his throat.Again, the gathered wrestlers laugh, this time even louder. Dave tries to continue speaking over them though, ignoring their comments.
Dave: I know that none of you like me. I know that by aligning myself with TK and Gingerdude that I also alienated many of you. I also know that my success has made many of you jealous. I have long since accepted these facts, as unfortunate as they may be. But I would like to say that while you may all resent me, I do not resent you.The camera moves round the room, as various people roll their eyes. Spade moves his hand, making a “Jesus, he never shuts up” gesture.
Dave: What I do, I do for each and every one of you. What I do, I do for the benefit of this company. What I do, I do for a good and justified reason, even if you all don’t believe me.Danny Mainer: Shut your damn mouth you big-eared bastard!Jonny Spade: Shut the hell up! Shut the hell up!Much to Dave’s dismay, the others join in this little chant, some people clapping along. It grows louder and louder, as Dave grows redder and redder. Eventually, he snaps.
Dave: SHUT UP! How dare you. I’m not a bad person. I’m a good person. Hell, I’m better than each and every one of you. See this title? This proves my superiority to each and every other person in this room. You can mock me all you want, but at least I can go home tonight in the sound knowledge that I am better than everyone else here. Take a good look at this title, because not one of you is ever going to get their hands on it again. Not one person here holds a torch to me. You. All. Suck! You know what. I’m going to prove it to you. I’m going to prove I deserve to be the man you all look up to. You just watch.And with that, Dave leaps off the chair and heads towards the door. He storms out and slams the door behind him. The room bursts back in to noise, as laughter and chatter starts back up again, as we...
[Fade]
(Special Thanks to everyone who let me use their character )
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jul 9, 2009 15:48:06 GMT -5
Going Back To Cali Stan Vishis The scene opens up with Stan Vishis sleeping in bed, the morning after losing to Vortex at Omega Effect. The phone next to his bed rings a few times before Stan slowly reaches for the phone, and answers it.Stan: Yo...: Yo, Stan... wake up, wake up, man.Stan: Mmmhh... I'm up... I'm up, JJB.JJB: It's quarter to six, you got the 7:30 flight... Stan... STAN!Stan: Yeah, yeah I got it. Seven thirty.JJB: Alright, take down this information. At about... 10:00... you're leaving Kennedy and going to LAX.Stan: ...Oh... Cali?JJB: No doubt. You need to go back to your roots after that loss to Vortex. Travel around, change your life.Stan: Aight... I'll be there.Stan hops out of bed and as the music begins, the video becomes a music video of sorts, cut to scenes of Stan undressing, putting on a towel, and then walking in to a large bathroom. We then cut to him getting out of the shower and then getting dressed up in dress pants and a button up collar shirt in his hotel suite. He grabs his large bag and places several items in to it. He grabs his shoes, puts them on, and then ties them, followed by putting on his rolex, rings and finally, as the camera closes in on his face, he slides on his shades. He grabs his bag off of the large bed and quickly makes his way out of the room.
As the chorus begins, the camera cuts to a shot of the airplane taking off with the orange-purple sunset in the background.Going, going... Back, back... To Cali, Cali... [/color][/center] The plane soars as the chorus rolls out and the camera is now inside the plane. Stan sits in an airplane seat wearing headphones bobbing his head. The intercom noise rings."Ladies and Gentleman, we'll be landing in about 20 minutes, ascending into Los Angeles International Airport. The time is 9:45 AM, and we're a little bit early this evening. The weather in Los Angeles is 93 degrees and there is a light rain falling. Thank you so much for flying with us, I hope you have a pleasant flight. We'll be coming around and collecting your blankets and headphones. So please fasten your seat belts and store your carry on luggage in the seat beneath your... ass."Stan slowly gets out of his seat and picks up his large bag as a stewardess walks over to him.Stewardess: Sir, can you please fasten your seat belt? We're preparing for landing.Stan: Aight, Ima do it right now, I just gotta get something out of this bag.Stewardess: Sir, can you please put your seat in the upright position and store your tray table away?Stan: Alright, hold on, I told you Ima do it right in one minute. I just got to get something out of this bag.Stewardess: Sir, can you please turn off that walkman? I've been telling you this entire flight it's against federal regulations to use a walk-Stan: Hold on, hold on, hold on. I ain't trying to hear that. Listen, I told you I was going to do it in one minute, you're starting to get on my fucking nerves. Get the fuck outta here, aight?Stewardess: Sir, is there a problem?Stan: Yeah... there's a problem.Stewardess: Do I have to alert the captain?Stan: Yeah... alert your captain about this.*Gun cocks*Stan: GET THE FUCK OVER HERE.The stewardess screams as Stan holds a gun in his hands and grabs the stewardess towards him and holds her in a hostage position.Stan: TAKE ME TO YOUR CAPTAIN! TAKE ME TO YOUR MOTHAFUCKIN CAPTAIN!Stan backs up with the stewardess and the gun in his hand and throws her in to the small bathroom. He closes the door and locks it as he grabs the intercom. People are screaming and leaving their seats.Stan: Is this shit on? Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. This is a muthafuckin stickup. We'll be cruising at an altitude of 30,000 feet. I want your wallet, your cash, your jewels, your rings, baby rings, muthafuckin shoes, sneakers, socks, I want the credit cards, the welfare cards, I even want your fucking frequent flyer miles. I'm telling you, the first mutherfucker to move is gonna catch this mutherfuckin bullet. Now send the bag around... thank you.More screaming, a man runs out of his seat and the camera turns off, with the audio still on, in low quality. The screen turns black and red letters appear on screen.BLACK BOX RECORDING [/color][/center] Stan: MOTHAFUCKER, DIDN'T I SAY NOT TO MOVE?*4 gunshots*
The sound of turbulence.As the music hits, the camera cuts to a scene of Stan Vishis hopping out of the airplane wearing a parachute and holding his large bag. He flies through the air and slowly descends down as the airplane in the background dives at a much faster rate, and then crashes in to a mountain with a vast explosion. As Stan reaches the ground, speed picks up, and he pulls the string of the parachute and it explodes out at the perfect moment. The parachute takes him down to a long road, and a convertible car drives down the road with a woman in the passenger's seat steering the wheel. Stan lands exactly in the driver's seat as the parachute deflates in the back. He unhooks the parachute and it flies off of the car in the distance as the speed picks up.
The volume of the music takes a backseat to the voice of Stan.Stan: It's 9:52. What time is the meeting with Gotti?Woman: 10:25. He's expecting you in casual wear.Stan: It doesn't get much more casual than a ripped button up and torn slacks.Woman: Brought you a gift...The woman tosses a bag of clothing on Stan's lap. He looks down as the car speeds down the road.Stan: Oh, you shouldn't have... this motherfuckin bitch...Woman: No need to name call...Stan: No, the stewardess... she broke my shades. These were 200 CLAMS!!!Stan reaches in to the backseat and grabs the bag of stolen property from the airplane civilians and shuffles through it for new shades.Stan: Aah, here we go.Stan slides on the shades and smiles at his reflection in the mirror.Stan: I feel like Michael Jackson in these shits.Woman: Well you better become a Speed Demon in the next minute or else we're gonna be late.Stan reaches further in to the bag and takes out a diamond ring.Stan: I got you a gift too.He hands her the ring and she places it on her finger. They laugh as Stan puts the pedal to the metal and the car speeds off.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Jul 9, 2009 15:49:47 GMT -5
Match 2: Frankie Siano vs. Jin
As the bell rings, Jin gets ready for an intense match, but Frankie Siano seems to have other plans. He starts off by turning to the crowd and beginning to taunt, giving a pelvic thrust, seemingly ignoring Jin. Jin, not one to take this, comes forward instantly hitting some quick kicks, obviously looking to show that Siano can’t back up all of his cockiness. The quick kicks drive Siano back, and Jin runs backwards, bouncing off the ropes, and coming forward. Siano ducks out of the way of the incoming clothesline however, and Jin turns right into an eye poke, followed by a snapmare, into a reverse chinlock. Siano instantly starts in control of this one, and begins to attempt to wear down Jin with some old-school wrestling. Jin however, is a quick striker, and when Siano attempts to get Jin up for a gutwrench suplex, Jin waits until he is almost upside down before kicking his leg backwards into Siano’s face. Siano grabs at his face, and Jin springboards off of the ropes bringing Siano down with a DDT.
Because of Siano’s old school style, he finds it hard to keep up with Jin. Jin uses his speed to his advantage, staying out of Siano’s grip and hitting him with kicks when possible. Siano charges forward, but Jin moves, and Siano hits the turnbuckle, and then Jin bounces off the ropes before jumping and bringing Siano right down with a hard kick. Jin rolls to his feet, and climbs to the turnbuckle, before quickly turning around and jumping for The Decapitation! Siano rolls out of the way however, and as Jin gets to his feet stunned, Siano pulls him in to a spinebuster. For a long time, this is the last burst of offense Jin is able to get. Siano lifts Jin up with a stalling suplex, basically completing a lap around the ring, before dropping him. Siano takes a few deep breaths, and then realizes that he is in control. He begins to toy with Jin a bit, taking the time when Jin is on the ground to turn to the crowd and taunt. He pelvic thrusts once more towards the crowd, before picking Jin up and locking him in a hard abdominal stretch. Jin struggles but is unable to break the hold, and so Siano winks at the camera, before grabbing Jin and slamming him down with a pumphandle slam. Siano goes for the cover for a two count.
Jin barely gets any offense in from this point. Siano is completely in control and seems to almost not care about the match. He just walks around letting the crowd “admire” him before going back and toying with Jin. At one point Jin attempts to get some control back, but Siano just pulls him right into a hard powerslam, for another two count. It isn’t until Jin hits the Jin kick combo however, and runs for a burning elbow, that Siano gets serious. He dodges the elbow, and when Jin comes back at him he hits the bionic elbow, before whipping Jin off the ropes and nailing a STIFF Picture Perfect Dropkick. He turns towards the camera and seductively crawls forward before blowing a kiss, and going back for the cover. Jin was hit hard right in the head, and so Siano covers, but at two, he pulls Jin’s arm up and turns to the camera winking once more. Siano gets up and climbs to the turnbuckle, swivels his hips for a couple seconds, before jumping off with The Big Finish (diving elbow drop) This time he goes for the real cover…1….2….3!
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