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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 25, 2009 17:03:32 GMT -5
ACW Presents: Wednesday Night Warfare 25th November
SUPERCARD: LAST ORDERS
Schedule of Matches: -----------------------------------------
Draven Rook vs. Johnny Slayer
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Steel Cage Match The Red Panther vs. Trent Wheeler
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25 DOLLARS ON A POLL MATCH Thunderkiss Vs. Run Away
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No. 1 Contender Match for the ACW Tag Team Titles Cyda and Cordelia vs. Michael and Daniel Smart
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Sheltonsplash Vs. Chris Phenomenal
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Title vs. Career Match Jack Jefferson vs. Jonny Hughes
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 25, 2009 17:03:51 GMT -5
There is a festive atmosphere in the air of the ACW arena tonight. The crowd knows to expect more than a typical Warfare from ACW’s first supercard; there are speciality matches, no.1 contender spots and even careers at stake.
The show begins with some fireworks and a refreshed title sequence; and then we’re off and running. Time gentlemen please – better get those Last Orders in while you can...
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 25, 2009 17:04:09 GMT -5
DARK ETERNAL NIGHT Draven Rook A dank, singlebeam spotlight shines into this abandoned and forsaken warehouse. It was the same warehouse that Draven Rook met Manny Sykes nearly a month ago to model off Lilith and it was here that they would meet for the second time. Tapping his foot anxiously in the centre of the beam of light he awaits impatiently for Draven to arrive who appears to have been late on this occasion. Manny typically flies solo, but today he has some company with him. A chair next to him, wearing a low cut pink top and tight denim hot pants is someone who’s identity is obscured by The Scarecrow Treatment. Not unlike the famous Batman villain, this girl has a potato sack pulled down over her head with eye and mouth holes cut in. Her head droops low and the only sign of movement is that of her chest heaving up and down as she breathes through the potato sack. She’s alive, albeit barely.
Suddenly, the spotlight flicks violently on and off as Manny squats down into a panic ready to draw his gun. Not entirely sure what was about to happen, the light shut off completely for about ten seconds before the light returned. Manny had his gun, a Colt Python magnum drawn, his arms quivering as he pointed at the two figures joining him in the spotlight. A bead of sweat ran down Manny’s brow, as his gun pointed directly at Draven’s chest. Draven shot him a look while Lilith idly yawned to one side. Draven Rook: ”Excuse me?”Manny Sykes: “What?!” Draven Rook: ”Displace your firearm at once, I am immune to the chill of the lengthy barrel but I am not a man who takes well to being threatened.”{I]Manny puts his arms down and holsters the revolver quickly, a satisfied smirk on Draven’s lips with yet another diplomatic victory over yet another angry man with a gun.[/I] Draven Rook: ”Why did you beckon us here, child?”Manny Sykes: “Wh-what?” Draven Rook: ”I asked you why you brought us to this ghastly location, I suggest you divulge whatever it is you wish to share with us before I lose interest.”Manny Sykes: “OH! I see! Check this out maine, I got something real interesting... See this chica here?” Draven Rook: ”What of her?”Manny Sykes: “I’ll show you, hombre.” Lilith Dormieux: “The potato sack... the outfit isn’t at all BDSM like you like it Manny... her body heat, this isn’t one of your regular kind... She’s not here of her own accord....” Draven Rook: ”Child, hush the soliloquy and Manuel, hurry. If this is not to satisfactory standards there will be dire consequences for you.”Manny Sykes: “A’ite...” Manny gulped, unsure as to whether his surprise would be to an appropriate level or not and though Draven hushed her Lilith was completely right in her observations. Ripping the potato sack off his victim, her head rolled back revealing a young girl in her early 20’s. Her eyes were a ghostly white and there was blood running from her nose down her lips and mouth. She had a slice along her neck, but this had quickly healed up. Manny grinned maniacally while Lilith and Draven watched on in silence as if this was a joke they didn’t get.Manny Sykes: “Meet me delightful little chica, her name is Paige. She’s ‘agreed’ to do a full page spread for us in ALL of our publications... You may h-“ Lilith broke free from character and skulked over towards Paige slowly. Resting her hand along the jaw of the pretty young girl, Lilith observed her delicate features curiously as she gently twisted her head to one side to see the cut in her neck. Slowly turning it back towards her to see the bloody nose, she held her head carefully with one hand and gently dabbed her index finger into the blood with the other. Sucking the blood off her finger, she moaned softly, her icy breath visible in this cold warehouse.Lilith Dormieux: “This is blood... blood of a passion. The scent it carries is the same I smelt on the Phenomenal Boy some time back. The one that refused to speak to us. Christopher. The blood smells so similar... it is almost like they share a pas-“ Manny Sykes: “Bitch has the right idea, this is Chris Phenomenal’s puta. Now, I dunno what you know about that guy but he has a lot of cash because of his work, he’s pretty well paid on the roster. If you look after her for a few weeks, I’ll make sure you get a BIG cut.” Draven Rook: ”Sure, why not?”FADE
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 25, 2009 17:04:39 GMT -5
Match 1: Draven Rook vs. Johnny Slayer (Credit: Mainer)
ENTRANCE: “Before I Forget” by Slipknot hit the sound speakers and Johnny Slayer strode out the curtain with the hugest grin on his face you’ve ever seen. After a two week absence, he was finally back on track. Heading down to the ring, he ignored the fans who gave him an indifferent reaction.
“Apocalypse” by Jesper Kyd hit the speakers and Draven and Lilith both came out, the change in music implied that Draven was in fact going to compete and this was indeed the case as instead of his usual priest robes he wore his long Gothic cloak, but without a shirt on revealing his dangerous athletic physique.
MATCH BEGINNING: In the debut contest of Draven Rook, he was certainly dressed for the occasion with his black boots and cargo pants and wrist tape. His immense physique, it seemed like he was ready to destroy Slayer and even the leather clad warrior himself showed signs that he had maybe he’d bitten off more than he could chew. So what do you do when faced against odds? You play dirty. Slayer waited ‘til Draven and Lilith exchanged words in the corner before charging like a warhorse and flinging a knee right into Draven’s stomach. Dragging him out of the corner he quickly dropped him with a shock Reverse STO and went for the cover. Kickout.
MATCH MIDDLE: Slayer still had control, but when he went for a Samoan Drop he found himself suddenly dropped into a Dragon Sleeper. With a wicked knee into the spine, Slayer staggered forward only to be hooked up for a snappy Crucifix Powerbomb. Slayer hit the ground, hard. Rook waited for Slayer to get up before kicking him in the back of the right leg once, twice and a third time before allowing him to stand up. When this was done, he hit a quick Chop Block and went straight on the attack attempting an early Single Leg Crab. Applying the pressure, he got some good damage in before Slayer escaped.
MATCH END: Surprisingly, Slayer had regained control but his leg had faced a considerable beating from the man himself Draven Rook. With a quick elbow counter, he’d nailed a high angle back suplex and now he was heading to the top rope for a signature move he called Harrier Jumpjet, a massive body splash straight from the top rope. Lilith intervened, grabbing his leg and trying to drag him off. She grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head back. He leaned in, kissed her lips and threw her off the apron. Draven saw all of this and as Slayer prepared to dive off Draven leapt up and caught him with a MASSIVE Belly to Belly Suplex off the to rope. Roaring with rage, Draven quickly capitalized on the injured Slayer and locked in a brutal Ankle Lock as he screamed REPENTANCE!
WINNER: Draven Rook VIA Repentance
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 25, 2009 17:05:00 GMT -5
The bell had rung yet despite the pleas of Johnny Slayer, Draven STILL had that Repentance locked in. Wrenching violently and aggressively he tried feverishly to destroy the ankle of the young heavyweight biker. Despite the fact that Slayer had a size advantage, he just couldn’t get this gifted ring warrior off of his leg. The Priest himself Draven was seeing red and despite the referee’s warnings he would not give. Finally just when it seemed like Slayer could take no more he relinquished his grip and threw Slayer down onto his face. That was it, game over. Or at least, the audience thought it was. Draven squatted down putting his hands on his thighs and shot Lilith a look. Beckoning her into the ring, she quickly adheres and slides in and heads over to Draven.Lilith Dormieux: “Yes, master?!” Draven Rook: ”The handcuffs, get them this instant!”Edison: ”UHOH!”Lilith Dormieux: “Yes, master!” Whipping out the handcuffs, she applied one to Johnny’s wrist and then the two of them started to haul him off the floor. Lilith kind of knew what Draven wanted, but she wasn’t sure. Propping him up, they pushed him up against the ropes where he staggered and nearly fell flat on his face in the process. Putting his arms through the ropes, they handcuffed him so he was stuck to the top rope. Lilith held him in place as Draven limped back to the corner where he’d left his cane. The crowd could see the delirious face of Slayer as he struggled to even stand up. Draven picked up his cane and walked back over, hobbling as his ankle ached.McNally: ”What in God’s name is he doing?”Edison: ”I have a rough idea! It’s not going to be pleasant for Slayer, that’s for sure!”Draven Rook: "BEHOLD! Lest this man be made of an example of before the eyes of Christ!"Lilith dragged Slayer off his feet so he was suspended, his stomach on the middle rope. Draven climbed out onto the apron clutching the cane tightly in his right hand as he prepared to put the signature stamp on it. Arcing his back, he plunged the cane down and smashed it on the back of Slayer’s head. Slayer flipped over the top rope and hung lifelessly. The steel of the handcuffs drove violently cutting his wrists as cameras flashed everywhere, his bloody face mangled up as “Apocalypse” by Jesper Kyd hits one more time as the duo leave together.FADE
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 25, 2009 17:05:20 GMT -5
Words of Warning By Dave Shadow. The following was posted on Dave-Shadow.net this afternoon, prior to Wednesday Night Warfare. To whom it may concern,
As you all know by now, at Winter’s Discontent, I (Dave Shadow) will face the World Champion in the main event of the pay per view show. This is a guarantee, brought on by the fact I won the Emperor of the Ring tournament this year. However, what is not guaranteed is who my opponent will be in this match up.
When I won the competition and thus earned my shot at the prestigious piece of gold, it was held by Dan White. Dan and I have a lot of history, and as much as I may hate the man, without him, I would never have climbed towards the top of the ladder like I have done. My matches with Dan were epic, and I yearned for the chance to face the Welsh hooligan again. I was older, more experienced and a better performer in the ring. I would have loved the chance to face him once again in a bid to prove to myself and to you, the fans, quite how far I had come.
But then he lost it. And to Jack Jefferson, no less. A man whom I have even more history with. A man whom I have fought more times here in ACW than I have any other man. Myself and Jack are so well versed in each other’s abilities at this stage, and yet, we still manage to create some magic in the ring. We have faced off for the Entertainment Championship, the International Championship, at Emperor of the Ring. We have faced each other in one on one matches, in tag matches, in triple threat matches, in gimmick matches. My career here in ACW has been drastically tied to Jefferson and thus, it feels only right that as I move towards my World Championship match that it be against Jack. Destiny pulls us constantly together, and while I may regret not getting the chance to face off against White again, Jefferson is a worthy replacement.
That is, of course, provided he wins tonight. Tonight, he faces Hughes in a “career verses title” match, and one can only presume that Hughes will give it everything he’s got and so much more tonight. I’ve already seen the title change hands once since I earned my shot, so I am not foolish enough to think I could not see it happen again. However, Hughes, I need you to realise something. If it does occur that you walk away as the champion tonight, then it will be your job to defend it against me at Winter’s Discontent. Allow me to paint you a picture of what that means.
Since I first arrived in ACW and challenged Wayde Russeller for the Entertainment championship in my very first match, all I’ve done is gain momentum. All I’ve done is ascend the ladder at an amazing speed, and nothing and no one has been able to stop me. I’ve held singles titles and defeated legends, stars and monsters. I have wins over Alicia, Train, BK and Zero (albeit in questionable manners...). I have skills in the ring, charisma outside the ring and enough confidence that my ego can barely fit in the arena, let alone the ring. I am going in to this match as a hungry up and comer.
For what feels like an eternity, I have talked n how I am the future of this company, and a legend in the making. Some called that arrogance, and to be honest, it probably was. But now, as we move towards Winter’s Discontent, I come to the realisation that this “legend in the making” might not be “...in the making” much longer. With a shot at the title, I gain the chance to move away from “the future of ACW” to the “Present World Champion”. That means so much to me, and I simply cannot let that opportunity pass me by.
So be it Hughes, Jefferson or whoever else wants a crack at the title before Winter’s Discontent, please realise that come my opportunity, I will not be beaten. I will claim what I have sought for so long. The time has come for a new face to arise and cement himself into the legacy of ACW. And I simply cannot pass up that opportunity. So I apologise to whoever is holding the title that their reign will be cut short. At Winter’s Discontent, Dave Shadow becomes the present of ACW, and a fully fledged legend.
That’s not arrogance. It’s simply the truth.
Of course, this also means that a vacancy opens up. If I am no longer the “future” of ACW, then who is? It is not untrue to say the face of ACW has changed dramatically over the last year. Gone are the mainstays like Zero, London, Train and Steele. In their places, hungry youngsters have raced to fill the spots left by them. I am lucky enough to stake my claim for the top spot, but that should not mean you should not challenge for it. As I look at those who could call themselves the future of this business, I get excited.
Know that WHEN I become champion, I will welcome all those who wish to challenge, and I anticipate with great joy the chance to watch you all bloom into superstars. And I wish you good luck.
But much as how Hughes and Jefferson have been warned that I will be taking that title, I warn you too that I will not give it up easily. Try, but be prepared for failure.
I am Dave Shadow. Candyman. Future Legend of the business. The lone crusader against the plights of ACW.
And come Winter’s Discontent.....
ACW World Champion.
I will defend the title with pride, dignity and respect. I will be a champion everyone can be proud of, and when I fulfil that promise, I know that you all....you will thank me for it.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 25, 2009 17:06:14 GMT -5
“THIS PROMO HAS BEEN POSTPONED BY MODERN WARFARE 2” Credit: Run Away, Thunderkiss [High above the action, the fans in the nose bleed seats are about to get more close up to the action than they ever could have expected. Decked out in a full vendors outfit, Run Away stands among the masses doing his best to rid himself of his latest accusation. Unfortunately his plans are thwarted by the principals of supply and demand.] Run Away: Thundergy! Come and get your Thundergy! Fresh from Thunder-- Okay, that's too graphic for our younger viewers. Thundergy! Come and get it! Only twenty five dollars a bottle! Quench your thirst and become as strong and heroic as Thunderkiss! Fans in Upper Deck: Twenty-five dollars?! What a rip off! [They are not the only ones to feel this way. Having caught wind of an intruder leaving his locker room with more than what he came in with, Thunderkiss has been playing a game of cat and mouse all night long to catch up with this ruffian. The trail of half eaten Cheetos have lead him here and his suspicions are confirmed upon first glance.] Thunderkiss: R.A. ... what the hell are you doing now?!Run Away: Well, I had walked by your locker room rather innocently, minding my own business mind you! Then, opportunity struck! I saw a whole case of Thundergy! Surely, my marketing skills would have shone through! So as it turns out, if I sell a bottle of this, you won't need to pay me back after all! Business is booming, my friend! Thunderkiss: Gee, you know, instead of selling one bottle for twenty-five dollars why don’t you sell the whole lot at one dollar each?[The time in Run Away’s world comes to a standstill as the gears inside his cranium turn, turn, turn. The instant the electricity finally transverses across his synapses his mouth thaws and he proclaims -] Run Away: My friend, how come you are not in MENSA?! They will gladly use your skills! Thunderkiss *facepalming*: Alright, I can see that you are going to continue to be my shadow until A, I pay you. Or B, I beat the shit out of you. Guess which one I am going to chose?Run Away: Do not assume you will be picking the latter choice, Mr. Thunderkiss! I may not be of your physique or your stature. But what I have is heart, Mr. Thunderkiss. Should you decide to face me in the ring, I will not back down from you! Do not tout yourself as "immortal", my not-so-friendly friend! You have fallen before! To Senator, to XS3, to Danny Mainer as well! I would love to join the list of people who have toppled you before! Thunderkiss: Never you mind that. An idea has just struck me. Why not allow me the opportunity to do both? Run Away: Oh? Do tell. Thunderkiss: I say let’s grab a pole, put your measly twenty-five dollars on one end of it, tape it to the ring post and have a contest to see who can grab it first.Run Away: A rather ingenious idea! I can remember a certain wrestling company pulling this stunt once upon a time... last week... last year... yesterday... Erm, sounds good to me, good sir! Thunderkiss: Great. Now all we need is a pole. 25 IRONIC MINUTES LATER ... Thunderkiss: Fuck! In this whole entire building you are telling me that there is not one single pole?!Run Away: *sigh* A joke about what's in one of us' pants, right? [Before the word “yes” can escape from TK’s mouth, his eyes catch sight of a familiar face and in turn, a solution to his current woe.] Thunderkiss: Hey ... waitaminute. HEY YOU! STOP! GARY! STOP![Gary doesn’t heed TK’s advice and instead runs for his life. Literally. Try as he might, he cannot escape his pursuer who manages to take him down with a Pro-Bowl style tacking from behind.] Thunderkiss: Where are you running to, pal?!Gary: Away from you, you lunatic! Last time I ran into you almost killed me! Thunderkiss: All water under the bridge, my friend.Gary: Maybe to you! I still can’t remember the last time I didn’t have a headache! Thunderkiss: You’re right. How inconsiderate of me to not recognize your feelings. I’m sorry for roughing you up.Gary: That’s better. Thunderkiss: Well, now that we have a fresh start, I have a proposal for you.[Thunderkiss puts on his best used car salesman impression and tries to sell Gary on the idea of having him stand on top of a ring post holding a twenty and five dollar bill. Gary’s reaction: horrified.] Gary: No way man! NO WAY! Thunderkiss: Oh, did I forget to tell you the part where you don’t have a choice? You don’t show up to my match and that “headache” I gave you last time will seem like a pedophiles shopping spree at Toys ‘R Us.[FADE]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 25, 2009 17:07:15 GMT -5
Match 2: Steel Cage Match The Red Panther vs. Trent Wheeler (Credit: Trent) Tale Of The Tape
Trent Wheeler Height: 6'4 Weight: 220 lbs. Hometown: Miami, Florida
The Red Panther Height: 5'111/2 Weight: 213 lbs. Hometown: Honolulu, Hawaii
Referee: Joey Reynolds
"Back Burner" by August Burns Red blasts throughout the arena. Three black pyro blasts go off in quick succession. Trent Wheeler walks out from the back and raises his hands, giving the corna. Wheeler runs down and slaps the steel cage. He goes through the door, admiring the structure. He pounds the mat, then lets out a howl.
The opening strains of Sepulchrua's Roots bloody roots blasts out as The Red Panther strolls out, surrounded by smoke.
Roots bloody roots Roots bloody roots Roots bloody roots Roots bloody roooaaaaaahh
The Brazilian metal barely drowns out the boos, although some fans enjoy the song too much to boo. Panther climbs up the steps, climbs in and air boxes as the song kicks in.
I Believe in our fate We don’t need to fake It’s all we wanna be Watch me freeeaaak !!
Panther charges at the middle of the ring and performs a shoryuken and the backs into his corner.
~~~ Ding, ding, ding! ~~~
Wheeler walks forward and motions for Panther to do the same. Panther charges in and goes for a jumping knee strike. Wheeler moves out of the way and Panther misses him. Wheeler is surprised that Panther has started this way. He moves back to Panther a attempts to kick him in the side, but Panther grabs hold of his leg and turns in for a dragon screw. Panther holds on, looking to get a submission on Wheeler. Wheeler pushes him off, Panther rebounds off the ropes, and rolls into a jackknife pin.
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"Fast" Eddie Edison It's waaaay to early for this match to end! Wheeler gets out after 2.
Maxwell McNally You'd be surprised. I've seen matches end in seconds because of flash pins.
Both men return to their feet, but Panther is faster. Panther begins striking Wheeler with a combination of kicks and fists, backing him into the corner. He grabs hold of Wheeler's hand and irish whips him to the opposite turnbuckle. Panther rushes in a goes for another jumping knee strike. Wheeler ducks under it, and Panther lands on the second rope. Wheeler goes under and gets him in a fireman's carry position. Panther slips off and gets behind him. Wheeler swings around quickly a connects with a roundhouse kick. Panther falls facedown, on his knees.
Wheeler grabs Panther's arm and holds it away from his body. He delivers two stiff kicks to his ribs, then lifts him to his feet. Panther is lifted up for a gutwretch suplex, but turns it into a hurricanrana. Wheeler is down and Panther looks at the door. He scrambles towards it, but Wheeler clamps down on his foot. Panther stands up and drops a knee to the head, then repeatedly to the left arm of Wheeler.
Maxwell McNally Panther targeting the left arm of Wheeler. Working early on to set up the Flying Armbar.
"Fast" Eddie Edison And what would Wheeler do if he got it locked on him? He can't get a rope break tonight.
Panther stands on Wheeler arm and pulls up on his wrist, producing screams from Wheeler. Panther transitions swiftly into a keylock, the same move that Panther got DQ'ed for three weeks ago. Wheeler struggles and grabs the rope with his free arm. He slowly turns his body towards the ropes. He grabs Panther with his other hand now and rolls over. Panther goes through the bottom rope and into the side of the cage.
Wheeler rolls away and gets to his knee, holding his left arm. Panther has gotten up and is moving back towards Wheeler. Wheeler jumps up and hits a spinning heel kick to the midsection of Panther. Trent continues his movement and goes for a roundhouse kick which is dodged by Panther. Panther capitalizes and grabs Wheeler's left arm, pulling it into a hammer lock then, using his own weight against him, Panther slams Wheeler down onto is arm with a Russian leg sweep.
"Fast" Eddie Edison Ouch! That arm of Wheeler's has got to be hurting now. He's a pretty big dude.
Wheeler suppresses his pain and cradles his arm on the mat. Panther wretches it out of his hand and gives it a nasty looking double stomp. Wheeler is unable to suppress himself this time and is rolling around the mat in pain. Panther goes for the cover.
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Maxwell McNally Wheeler nearly gets pinned with a victory roll!
"Fast" Eddie Edison Panther is sharp! Turning what could have been Wheeler's Meet The Ground in his favor!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 25, 2009 17:07:44 GMT -5
Wheeler gets up and hits Panther with a Flash Kick (jumping big boot) out of nowhere. He looks over to the cage and begins to climb it. Then he looks back at Panther. If he left now, Wheeler would be just like Panther. Wheeler walked back over to Panther and picked him up. He faces Panther away from him and rebounds off the ropes going for his trademarked, Stars On The Rocks, but Panther has recovered and backflips into a Pele kick, which connects dead-on with Wheeler's skull. Wheeler is grounded and Panther runs over and mounts him. He begins his Ground And Pound, much like his Hawaii Violence Party earlier, bad not Wheeler is in a much worse situation.
"Fast" Eddie Edison Wheeler left arm has been targeted throughout this match, and now, he has no strength left in it to get Panther off of him.
Maxwell McNally Panther is targeting that arm here, but Wheeler can't get his focus back because Panther's striking his face as well!
Panther holds out Wheeler's injured arm and drops his knee onto it. Wheeler is beside himself in pain now. Panther really knows how to work a joint. Panther pushes Wheeler onto his side and grabs hold on his arm in a chickenwing armlock. Wheeler struggles to get out, but Panther is able to use his weight to get leverage.
Wheeler cries in pain as Panther wretches on his arm. Wheeler attempts to move towards the ropes, but Panther is able to keep him pinned. The ropes wouldn't help anyway. Wheeler could not pull himself up in the condition he was in. Panther maintains the hold, with Wheeler holding on. Panther begins to get annoyed and lets go of Wheeler's arm. Panther stands up and waves his hands at Wheeler.
Maxwell McNally Panther's letting go of the hold? Ah I see, he's just gonna take the escape victory. He could have gotta a submission over Wheeler if he just held it in a little longer!
"Fast" Eddie Edison But this way, Panther can finish the match faster, and it still counts as-Wait! Who is that? Is that Ryan Stark?
Ryan Stark comes running out from the back with a sack. As Panther gets to the door he closes it on his head, sending Panther down for a second. Stark opens the bag, and takes out a padlock! Stark puts it on the door and locks it. Panther gets up and notices it. He strikes the door with anger but it's useless, so he returns his focus to Wheeler. Blam! Wheeler hits a running shoulder block then sends Panther back to the center of the ring.
Trent Wheeler I told you to stay in the back! What the hell are-
Wheeler goes silent as he sees the lock on the door. Stark makes a weird face and gives a thumbs up, which Wheeler returns. He backs up, ready to give Panther a beating, but Panther jumps up and grabs Wheeler's injured left arm, taking him to the mat!
"Fast" Eddie Edison The Flying Armbar! Wheeler shouldn't have taken his eyes off of Panther!
Wheeler is in the worse possible situation. He's trapped in the corner of the ring, in the clutches of Panther's Flying Armbar. Wheeler has no intention of tapping, but if he's in the Flying Armbar much longer, his arm will be trashed. Stark gets a white towel and throws it in. The match is over!
Phillip Jones And the winner of this match as a result of a forfeit, The Red Panther!
The cage is raised and Panther walks to the back, finally getting a win over Wheeler. Stark gets into the ring and attempts to help Wheeler, but he pushes him away. Wheeler holds his arm and slides out, with a look of disappointment on his face.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 25, 2009 17:08:53 GMT -5
Sensei Thunderkiss. Please Impart some Knowledge.... By Dave Shadow & Thunderkiss. As we cut backstage again, we find Thunderkiss in his dressing room, doing his final preparations for his match with Run Away which is coming up very shortly. He makes sure he has everything before heading towards his dressing room door. Giving off his usual air of cool confidence, he looks as ready for tonight’s fight as he ever is.
Thunderkiss opens the door, and nearly steps back with a fright. There, standing in the doorway with his arm raised as if he was about to knock on the door, is his former Zero Tolerance partner, Dave Shadow. Dave holds his arm in the air for a few seconds before letting a slightly embarrassed grin spread across his face. Thunderkiss sighs and folds his arms.Dave: Hey TK! Good timing or what, huh?Thunderkiss: Well if it ain't mistah' "big man swaggah'" himself, Dave Shadow. Don't tell me you are going door to door to sell vacuums now?! Dave: Actually, no. I just realised that I never really said thanks for coming to my aide two weeks ago in the tag match. As confident as I may have been acting, I didn’t feel like getting into a massive handicap match with Jefferson and Spade. Could have turned nasty quite quickly, you know?Thunderkiss: That’s no problem, Dave. I mean, I was hardly going to let my former Zero Tolerance partner get his ass kicked, was I? Either that, or I wanted to bask in the spotlight as only I can. You take a guess which one was my motivation! Dave: Hey, don’t get me wrong. I could have taken them. Just.....nice to have some help, that’s all.The two men smile, as Dave looks at the ground nervously. Thunderkiss picks up that something else is on Dave’s mind, and figures he may as well ask.Thunderkiss: Dave, you know, sooner or later you are going to have to speak your mind. This whole "too afraid to ask" dance that you do does not reek of confidence, you know.Dave: Well, alright. You know that I’ve got the shot at the World Title coming up at Winter’s Discontent, yeah?Thunderkiss: I had heard. Congrats, by the way. Go Dave, go. Dave: Yeah, thanks. But I was wondering....well, how can I put this. You’re a former World Champion. You know what pressure comes with being in such high profile matches like these. So I thought it might be a good idea to come and ask you for some advice, as I head into the biggest match of my career.Thunderkiss: As long as you aren't going up against a sleezy politician and a guy who dropped out of school in 2nd grade, you'll do just fine. You're the star now, the guy everyone wants to see and you didn't get that way by being all bark and no bite. You can handle yourself when the chips are down in sheer skill and power, it's the mental part of this sport you need to work on. You need to have a killer instict, Dave. You have to maime without remorse nor regret. Hit before being hit and make them think twice before even looking in your direction. There is little in life the masses fear these days. Seperate yourself from the pack and become just that. Dave: Yeah, I get it. Well, thanks TK. I appreciate the help. Good luck in your match, ok?Dave turns and starts to walk away. Thunderkiss sighs, knowing he has to be 100% straight with Dave. He shouts after him, calling him back. Dave turns and looks at his former partner.Thunderkiss: Dave, there’s something else you should know.Dave: Oh?Thunderkiss: Remember Jefferson and Gingerdude said that between now and Winter’s Discontent, you’d be facing off against some former World Champions in order to prove yourself?Dave’s eyes grow narrow, looking at Thunderkiss, knowing what’s coming but still unsure. Dave: Yeeeesss?Thunderkiss: WELL GUESS WHO YOU HAVE NEXT WEEK, CRACKERJACK?!Out in the arena, the watching crowd let out a big cheer. Dave folds his arms, his face a mixture of emotions. He is obviously happy but also slightly worried as well.Dave: So, next week on Warfare, it’s going to be Dave Shadow going one on one with....Thunderkiss?Thunderkiss: Yup, playing right into Gingersnap's hand we'll be. You know, getting some revenge for the whole Zero Tolerance thing. Oh well, a job is a job and next week Dave-o, you're my job. Bring your "A" game because buddy, I'll be bringing mine.Dave and Thunderkiss both start smiling even more. After a few moments, Dave puts out his hand, Thunderkiss takes. They shake.Dave: Well, good luck then. Shame I’m going to have to make an example of you, buddy.Thunderkiss: Quit flapping those lips and down some Thundergy, Dave. You're going to need it.They let go of the handshake, and continue staring at each other as the scene starts to fade. However, though they may be former partners, there is certainly some level of tension now between the two that there wasn’t when Dave arrived to talk to Thunderkiss. The two men know how big a match this has the potential to be, and neither will want to lose it....
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 25, 2009 17:09:09 GMT -5
Title: So That Idea Sucked Credit: Trent Wheeler
A hallway in the back is shown. Trent Wheeler is slowly walking through with a look of rage on his face. Ryan Stark follows behind him.
Ryan Stark Hey. Look, I know what you’re gonna say Trenty.
Trent Wheeler Shut up man! You know, I could have handled Panther with, or without the lock! Your stupid thumbs up distracted me.
Ryan Stark Really Trent? That's what you’re gonna blame this on? Me? If I hadn't come down to the ring, Panther would have just walked right on out, just like the other two matches. I was there to keep that from happening.
Trent Wheeler Stark, if you weren't there, I wouldn't have a forfeit loss against him either. I didn't forfeit! You did it for me. Some manager you are, you don't even listen to your client!
Ryan Stark Trent, you may be tough, but you’re not invincible. If I didn't throw in that towel, Panther would have snapped your arm in two. That wouldn't be good for me.
Trent Wheeler Good for you? Are you talking about the fucking Wolves again? I get it. Ha! Bet tons of people have come seeking the Wolves seen I've been on TV, huh? And if I look weak, the Wolves look weak, right?
Stark just stares are the ground, avoiding the glare of Wheeler.
Trent Wheeler You’re a real piece of work. First, you didn't want me to continue in the Wolves, because you knew people wanted me to lead, then-
Ryan Stark Shut up Trent! You didn't deserve to be leader! I found you! I helped you! Why should you surpass me! You know what Trent, know your position, where you stand, and just do your job!
Trent Wheeler I'll do my job. Just stay in the back! I can win without you!
Wheeler and Stark continue down the hallway without another word.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 25, 2009 17:09:25 GMT -5
Match 3: 25 DOLLARS ON A POLL MATCH Thunderkiss Vs. Run Away (Credit: Red Panther) The lights are dimmed down and Philips is in the ring, the $25 in his hand. This match is about more than some money, it is about respect "United We Stand" by Threat Signal hits the arena and the fans begin to cheer as Run Away bursts out from behind the curtain and looks around. He soon forms a psychotic grin on his face and tugs at his beard before running down the ramp, tagging the hands of the fans. Run Away soon goes around the ringside area, continuing with his high fives before hopping onto the ring apron. He soon runs to the nearest turnbuckle and ascends to the second turnbuckle, tugging at his beard with another crazy smile. Run Away enters the ring and does some last minute stretching before the match begins. I was born on Olympus To my father a son I was raised by the demons Trained to reign as the one ...
*The lights dim and silhouettes from two strippers can be seen on the side trons. Thunderkiss' video plays on the Alpha as the man himself makes his way through the entranceway.*
God of thunder and rock and roll The spell you're under Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul
*He stands atop of the ramp way looking out into the crowd for a moment, when suddenly he lowers his body and sends his fist flying into the metal below. Upon this impact, pyro lights up both sides of the ramp way creating a sea of fire to escort Thunderkiss into the ring.*
I am the lord of the wastelands A modern day man of steel I gather darkness to please me And I command thee to kneel Before the ...
*Thunderkiss takes his time coming to the ring as he lets the world know they wait for him and him alone. His arrogant walk finally comes to an end as he makes his way up the ring steps and into the ring. Upon entertaining, Thunderkiss takes command of all four corners making a statement that THIS is his house.*
God of thunder and rock and roll The spell you're under Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul
The two wait, and soon realize something is up. There is no pole. Joey Reynolds stands in the middle of the ring, holding the money and looking around. After a few seconds Gingers theme plays, and Gingerdude walks out onto the ramp. Gingerdude: It seems somebody has taken the pole intended for this match. Now we needed a low budget alternative, so we get the cheapest piece of equipment possible. Gary makes his way out from behind the curtain, wearing his wrestling attire. Gary rolls into the ring and is handed the money by Reynolds. Slowly Gary goes up top and the bell rings. Edison: Well this is strange. It now seems to be twenty-five dollars on a Gary match!DING DING DING! Neither man makes a move, walking round. The fans get louder as the tension rises. Some of the crowd chant "TK", some shout "Run Away", and some simply shout "Fall Gary, fall". The two eventually lock up and after a few pushes the much bigger Thunderkiss forces Run Away back into the ropes. Run Away pushes away from the ropes with his right foot but Kiss uses the momentum to swivel the two men (Who are still locked up) and bounce Run Away into the opposite ropes. Run Away bounces off the ropes and runs across the ring. As Run Away returns Thunderkiss prepares for a backbody drop but is leapfrogged. Run Away lands on his feet and quickly turns, smashing his elbow into the back of Thunderkiss' head. Thunderkiss stumbles forward and turns into a big right hand, then a left, followed by a big headbut. Run Away then floors Thunderkiss with a back body drop, pumping up all the fans (With the exception of the Kiss Army, who boo while waving there jumbo Thuderenergy cans and TK merchandise) into a frenzy. Maxwell: Already the fans are raising the roof.Edison: And we are barely into the match!Run Away stomps Thunderkiss around seven times before turning to the corner, looking up at Gary. Run Away begins climbing the corner, but once at the second rope is pulled down by Thunderkiss. Run Away spins 180 degrees and lands facing Thunderkiss who unleashes the massive heart punch he likes to call Kick start My Heart, nailing Run Away right in the heart. The early use of such a massive move whips the Kiss Army into a frenzy, with an entire front row section cheering and holding up TK merchandise. Run Away yelps and falls, landing leaning in the corner. Kiss pulls Run Away to the middle of the ring and headbuts him, causing him to stumble. Run Away goes backwards and then forwards, dazed. Thunderkiss goes for a big boot but Run Away ducks and when TK turns Run Away lays him out with a ring shaking power slam. Run Away stands, turns and beats his chest, while Gary struggles to stay on the top rope as the ring shakes. Run Away lifts Kiss up by the neck and then slams him down again with a second powerslam. Run Away jumps up, now smiling. Run Away backs into the corner opposite Gary and runs his hands through his hair so he can see TK well enough. Edison: Run Away looks wiled up, he took a bit of a beating before.Maxwell: Well now is the time to get revenge on Kiss.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 25, 2009 17:10:09 GMT -5
Run Away runs at a rising Kiss but is caught with a low blow and then a big uppercut, flooring him. Kiss smiles and then quickly ascends the corner, looking for the money. Once on the second rope TK reaches up for the cash, but as Gary is under orders to keep the money high, TK can't get a grip on it. Run Away runs in and jumps, planting a boot in the back of TKs knee before he can grab the money. Run Away lifts Thunderkiss onto the top rope and drapes him down into the tree of woe, much to the dismay of the Kiss army and the man himself. Run Away backs into the middle of the ring and bounces up and down while yelling at Gary to brace himself. Run Away runs in and nails Gary with the Motor Driven Puppy Stabber (Running knee to an opponent in the tree of woe). Run Away unhooks TKs legs, dropping him on his head with a sickening thud. Run Away boots TK in the head while Kiss is still on his neck upside down. After a few kicks Kiss rolls over onto his knees, holding his face. As Run Away goes to grab Thunderkiss he gets a swinging elbow to the body, taking the wind right out of him. Kiss grins and stands up, dusting himself down before booting Run Away in the side of the head. Run Away struggles to stay on his feet, and loses his struggle to a backbreaker from Thunderkiss. Edison: Kiss just went from receiving a critical hit to a flawless round!Maxwell: Lay off the street fighter!Thunderkiss sees Run Away is in pain and begins to climb up the corner for the cash. Kiss grabs the money, but Run Away grabs him by the foot and pulls Kiss down. Thunderkiss lands facing Run Away and the two trade monster hits while moving away from the corner. Slowly the quick punches turn into bigger, less frequent slugs, pushing each mans upper body further and further back. With the two leaning as far back as they can, Run Away lands a HUGE knockout right hand while swinging his upper body over. Run Away loses his balance and lands on top of Thunderkiss, who’s lip was cut from the last hit. Slowly Run Away gets up, followed by Thunderkiss a second later. As the two move close Run Away leans in and hits Thunderkiss with an open palm slap across the chest, leaving a mark on Kiss' bronze skin. Wasting no time Run Away follows with a headbut which floors the former world champion and sends a sound ringing around the arena. Quickly Run Away ascends the corner, going for the cash. He gets a hand on the cash, but can't get on the corner as he and Gary bump into each other. Run Away can't get the cash quick enough and is pulled back by Teeks, crotching him on the ring ropes. Thunderkiss: You're about to get KISSED! Maxwell: This doesn't look good!Thunderkiss hits his Polish Hammer known as the Box Office Smash, driving his huge hands into Run Aways nose. Run Away collapses back and lands in the ring with a boot on the ropes and his head on the mat. Thunderkiss goes to follow it up but it turns out Run Away was playing possum, smashing one of his elevens into Thunderkisses nose. TK stumbles backwards, holding his nose. Run Away jumps up and charges, lifting Thunderkiss onto his shoulders. Using Kisses own weight Run Away picks up momentum and swings around a few times before plating Kiss with a somoam drop, completing the Blue Eskimo. Run Away stands, still dizzy but unlike Thunderkiss he has his bearings. Run Away decided to finish up Thunderkiss instead of going for the $25 again, lifting Kiss and elbowing him in the jaw repeatedly. Run Away pushes Kiss into the ropes and then lifts him up into a powerslam style position. Run Away drops back and flings Thunderkiss backwards, completing the fallaway slam nicknamed the One Point Five. The sound of the 353 pound Thunderkiss hitting the mat echos around the arena, silencing the Kiss Army. Edison: That was bone crushing!Maxwell: At least we know nobody can attack from under the ring, anybody under there would lose there ear drums from that.Run Away turns to Gary as though to go for the cash, only to be disappointed. The cannon shot surprised Gary, causing him to drop the money onto the arena floor. Gary hops down onto the apron, going to recover the money. Run Away sees this and hesitates, surprised. Just as Run Away goes to climb out of the ring to get the cash, Thunderkiss hops up. Instead of stopping Run Away leaving the ring, he quickens the process by booting him in the ribs, sending him down to the hard floor. Thunderkiss climbs out and walks over to Gary, who now has the money. Thunderkiss goes to grab the cash, but Run Away tackles him, allowing Gary to get back onto the top rope. The two trade punches on the floor, both with small cuts on the noses and lips, not big bleeding ones but smallish ones. Thunderkiss ends up on top and pounds away at Run Away with his right elbow. After a few elbows Thunderkiss stands and pulls Run Away up by the hair. Kiss grabs some soda from a fan and pours it on Run Away before tossing him into the barricade head first. Thunderkiss backs up, laughing. Edison: That was a sick impact, it may have left a dent!Maxwell: In Run Away or the barricade?Edison: Both!Thunderkiss punches Run Away as he kneels up before dragging him up himself. Thunderkiss lifts Run Away up around the waist for a bear hug but gets punched in the jaw, causing him to let go. Run Away rolls Thunderkiss into the ring and then rolls into the ring himself, obviously not wanting to risk getting slammed onto the floor. Run Away lifts Thunderkiss, hooks both his arms and flips him over with a double arm suplex, which we often call the Sandwich-plex. Thunderkiss yelps and holds his back in pain while Run Away slowly walks to the corner, gassed from the match so far. Run Away slowly hoists himself up the turnbuckle, going for the $25. Run Away gets to the top rope, but before he can get the money, he hears TK yell out. Thunderkiss: THIS IS WERE THE POWE LIES!Thunderkiss is up on his feet, both hands up. He yells out as he brings his fists to the mat, slamming them down in a motion known as the Thunderquake! The entire arena rocks (Pah, you can't afford two shows I week, but I'm sure you can afford hydraulics on your island ) and Run Away struggles not to fall off, clutching onto Gary. An angry Thunderkiss charges at the corner, grabbing Run Away and tossing him half way across the ring (And I'm not exaggerating). Thunderkiss walks over to Run Away, who is slowly gaining conciseness. Run Away climbs up and is hit with a huge box office smash for the second time! Thunderkiss pulls Run Away up and pulls him to the ropes. Thunderkiss hoists Run Away up over his head and then drives him over the ropes to the floor with Heavens Door! Run Aways skull bounces off the floor with a sick impact, and the Kiss Army explodes. Slowly Thunderkiss climbs the corner and reaches up, grabbing the cash. Thunderkiss smiles as he pulls down the $25 and drops down to the mat. Winner: THUNDERKISS
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 25, 2009 17:10:38 GMT -5
Everybody is a critic, huh? Fine! We’ll incorporate that into this then.... By Dave Shadow and Chris Phenomenal. As the screen in the arena starts to fade in on our next backstage scene, the crowd in the arena start booing at the top of their voices. Such is their detest for the man who is walking the corridors of the ACW arena that even the slightest sight of his horrible, cocky face is enough to send them into a flurry of jeers and chants, too vulgar to repeat here. Yes, Chris Phenomenal certainly knows how to get a crowd going, even when he appears to be doing very little. He strides along the hallways, dressed in full wrestling gear, ready for his match with Shelton Splash here tonight.
As he, and indeed the cameraman, turn the corner, the boos quickly give way to massive cheers; Dave Shadow sits on a production box, the latest issue of ACW magazine opened in his hands. He turns the magazine on its side as he turns a page, looking at some centrefold, as Chris stands staring at him. After a few seconds of staring at the picture, Dave notices Chris, and closes the book. He jumps off the box and to his feet, as Chris grins and takes a fighting position, hands raised for a brawl.
Dave puts his hands up.Dave: Woah, Chris, not so fast. I’m not here for a fight.Chris looks stunned for a few moments, but puts his hands down none-the-less. Still, an air of defensiveness remains around him.Chris: So it’s true what they say? You’ve really turned into a chicken, huh? Afraid of the big bad wolf Dave?[/b] Dave folds his arms, lowers his head and chuckles to himself.
Dave: Not quite. I did see the comments on the ACW website last week, mind. All those fans thinking that after all we’ve been through, it’s perhaps somewhat weird that I would cower behind a camera instead of trying to knock your head off.Chris: Not weird to me. I always knew you were afraid of what I could do to you. You’re more concerned at this point about Jack Jefferson and your title shot, not the man that nearly ended you.Dave: Don’t flatter yourself. Last week, I sent that video message not because I was scared but because, slowly but surely, I’m returning to my former, fun-loving self. Don’t get me wrong, I still hate you, and I am still on my quest for revenge.Chris: The feeling is entirely mutual, believe me…any chance I get, I will take. Everything you hold dear I will forcefully remove.
Dave: And sooner or later, we are going to clash again. And when we do, I am going to kill you. I’m still as obsessed about that promise as I’ve always been.Chris: But?
Dave: Yes, you are one. Chris: ...…
Dave: .....Chris: What are you, six?
Dave: Ok, not my proudest retort. But my point still stands. The only difference now is that I’ve realised two things.Chris: And they are?
Dave: Well, one. You’re facing Shelton tonight. And who am I to deny my buddy the chance of kicking your ass himself, and getting back into the game.Chris: You presume I’m not going to beat the cripple into a bloody pulp, just like I did you and Jay.
Dave may still be smiling, but his eye starts twitching; the memories of the assaults still at the front of his mind. He tries not to lose his cool though.
Dave: And two...well, I figure if I’m constantly going round trying to beat the living day lights out, then you’re going to always be on the defensive, won’t you? How can I get my revenge if I’m always round every corner, ready to strike. Thats no good. Be far easier if you didn’t know when I was going to strike.Chris: Yeah, but there’s one really obvious flaw in this plan, you idiot.
Dave: And what’s that?Chris: That you’re fuckin’ around with the man who knows the ins and outs of takin’ someone down. Who knows every move in the god damn book. In addition, telling me you’ll strike when I least expect it....well, that just means I will always have to expect it, doesn’t it?
Dave: Oh yeah. Guess I didn’t think about that. Damn. Chris Phenomenal: Dumbass.
Dave: Well, guess you’re right. Maybe I shouldn’t have told you. Oh well. Though I must say, if I was told that someone was going to strike me down when I least expected it, I too would constantly be on my guard. Always ready. Always waiting. Watching what was around every corner, through every door, lurking in every dark shadow. Jaysus, I think the paranoia and stress I’d feel would absolutely destroy me. I wouldn’t be able to concentrate, I wouldn’t be able to focus on anything. Just always. On. Guard.Dave and Chris stand in silence for a few seconds, Shadow letting what he’s just said soak in. Chris tries to remain calm and cool, not letting any doubt show on his face or in his body gestures. Dave shrugs and pats Chris on the shoulder.
Dave: I guess you’re just a better man than I, though, huh Chris. You’d never let that paranoia set in, would you? You? You’re mentally tough and strong. I admire that Chris. Good luck. And be ready.Dave walks past Chris, who doesn’t move in the slightest. He just stands there, staring straight ahead, not blinking or moving a muscle in the slightest.
Suddenly, Dave jumps back onto the screen!
Dave: CHRIS!Chris doesn’t move a muscle, though he does close his eyes. Be that in fear or frustration, it’s not entirely clear. Dave gets real close to his face, examining him.
Dave: Oh, you’re good. You’re very good. Nerves of steel! Yeah.Dave turns and walks off again. The cameraman swings round to stand in front of Chris, who continues to stand. He knows Dave is playing mind games, if not very subtly. And he knows that it’s going to take his very best not to succumb to them.Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 25, 2009 17:11:32 GMT -5
Segment: Warm-up (Credit: Michael Smart)
The scene opens up with a shot of a locker room. The locker room features two figures. One, known to many as Michael Smart, is wearing a white vest and blue tights, flexing his arms. The other is his cousin, Daniel Smart, wearing purple tights, sitting on a bench, tying one of his silver boots. Once finished, he gets up, turning to his cousin.
Daniel Smart: Michael...
Michael stops, turning to stare at his cousin, an expression of surprise on his face.
Michael Smart: You only call me that when you're serious.
Daniel Smart: You know quite well that I'm serious. It's not every day I lace up my boots, you know.
Michael nods, walking past Daniel to grab a bottle of water from the bench.
Michael Smart: Are you sure you're prepared to do this? You haven't really wrestled for months, and our opponents... they won't go down just like that.
Michael unscrews the cork of the bottle, taking a swig of water.
Daniel Smart: I have to do this. They want to beat me down? Well, an eye for an eye, that's what I say. I'm sure you understand.
Michael nods again, not needing to verbally answer. He screws the cork back on top of the bottle, putting it back down on the bench.
Daniel Smart: And it's not just that...
Michael Smart: Oh?
Daniel Smart: You're not the only one that wants to protect this place. ACW, I mean. I can't quite explain why, but I like this place. It has this sort of familiar feel to it. All I know is that when I walk down that ramp with you, I get this feeling of being truly alive.
Michael Smart: I know what you're talking about.
Daniel Smart: We can't let them take away that.
Michael Smart: That's why we're going to stop them. You and me, together. And it starts tonight.
A smile forms on Daniel's face.
Daniel Smart: It's been a long time since we stepped in the ring together.
Michael also starts smiling.
Michael Smart: Years, in fact. The world's been waiting quite a while for this.
Daniel Smart: Well, the end is over. The Smart Cousins are back!
Daniel extends a hand to Michael.
Michael Smart: Diverse Morality better be ready.
Michael grabs Daniel's arm, the two shaking hands for a minute before Daniel lets go.
Michael Smart: Now then, Daniel, are you ready to...
Daniel Smart: Alright, chum, let's do this. DAAANIIIIEEELLL!!!
Daniel heads out the door, Michael staring after him as Daniel continues his battle cry.
Daniel Smart: SMAAAA-AAAARRTTT!!!
Daniel keeps walking away from the locker room, Michael being left behind to stare after him, dumbfounded at his cousin's antics. It takes a second for Michael to realize that he needs to go, too, as he heads off the locker room, closing the door behind him as the scene fades to black.
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