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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 31, 2009 16:59:51 GMT -5
Segment: Code Red (Credit: BK London) Phillip: Alright folks! We’ve got the second battle in the annual Kitsune City Tag Team Tournament, and it’s the team of BK London and Jake Cheng against The Red Panther and Mr. Red, two trainers from the Kanto region! You guys know the rules, so let’s start! BK London: Monferno, I choose you! Jake Cheng: Venomoth, stand by for battle! Out from the Pokeballs come the team of the playful chimp, Monferno – the evolved form of Chimchar, and the moth pokemon, Venomoth – the evolved for of Venonat.Eddie Edison: Quite the team there, I’ve never seen a Venomoth and a Monferno side by side! They’re too formidable Pokemon, so let’s see what the other team is going to cook up! The Red Panther: You guys may think you’ve got it all with your evolved Pokemon, but we’re going to prove to you that evolution isn’t always the key – in fact, we’re going to show you that it all depends on color. BK London: Color? The Red Panther: That’s right! You two will witness the untapped ability of Red Pokemon! Go Vulpix! Out from the red beam comes none other than the six tailed Vuplix, quite a site – and we now get to witness the second red Pokemon.Mr. Red: And now, get ready for…Weepinbell! BK London, Jake Cheng, and Red Panther: Weepinbell?! The goofy looking grass Pokemon with the rather large mouth shoots from the Pokeball, and he fails around a bit – happy get be able to battle.The Red Panther: I thought we agreed on picking a RED Pokemon! Mr. Red: You know how hard it is to find a Pokemon that’s just Red? It’s damn near impossible! The Red Panther: You could’ve caught a Voltorb or Electrode! Mr. Red: You expect me to actually train those ticking-time bombs? Yeah right… The Red Panther: What about Flareon?! Mr. Red: Well, then I’d have to find an Eevee and then a Firestone, and you know they’re on opposite ends of Kanto…. The Red Panther: Red! You’ve ruined the entire dynamics of this team! I hate you! Jake Cheng: Venomoth, Stun Spore! And Team Red have altogether forgot that there’s a battle that’s taking place, but they’re too late to react as with a flap of Venomoth’s wings – the golden dust showers down on Weepingbell and Vulpix – paralyzing them on the spot.BK London: Now Monferno, Flamethrower! Monferno’s firey tail ignites wildly, and it follows up by shooting a stream of fire out of its mouth right towards his opponents. Within seconds, both the charred Weepingbell and Vuplix lay swirly-eyed and things are over.Phillip: Vulpix and Weepingbell are unable to battle, the winners of this match are Monferno and Venomoth! Eddie Edison: One of the quickest battles I’ve ever seen! And probably the most one sided, and from what I see from Red and Panther – it seems Mr. Red will be seeing Red once Panther gets done with him! Congrats to BK London and Jake Cheng advancing! There’s a large roar from the crowd after, and both Panther and Mr. Red are shocked that they’ve been thwarted so easy. Panther tackles Red to the ground, and fight between then ensues behind the triumphant team of Jake and BK London and we head to the next series of battles.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 31, 2009 17:00:33 GMT -5
Title: Turmoil (Part 2) Credit: Trent Wheeler
Trent Wheeler has been searching the back for Ryan Stark with no luck. Stark has hidden himself extremely well. All of a sudden, the howling of wolves is heard. Wheeler eyes widen.
Trent Wheeler That crazy SOB. He didn't...
Wheeler moves towards the howling, his blood pumping. The long hallways of the ACW arena seem endless. Wheeler comes to one where the lights are dim. The howls are coming from there. Wheeler takes a breath, then continues down. Once moving in the dark for a second, a voice is heard, Stark's, but it sounds distorted.
Ryan Stark Come and get me Trent. Take your precious title back!
]Wheeler decides that the voice is from a speaker. He continues and sees a door marked "ENTER", written in red. He opens it and slowly walks in, where he sees two wolves, two people that were unknown to his eyes, and Stark, sitting behind them all. Trent Wheeler Rai, are you crazy!? You brought actual wolves here? What are you trying to prove?
Ryan Stark This is some "training" Trent. Your live is just on the line is all. You'll have to beat two members of The Wolves and two actual wolves! Oh the excitement! Guys! You go first. Now!
The two human members of The Wolves rush forward. They were indistuishable from eachother, as they wore black robes and covered their faces. They moved in unison and sent two spinning kicks at Wheeler, who ducked them. The two's feet collided and they fell to the ground. Wheeler took the one on the right with a stomp to the face. The person behind the cloth disappears in a cloud of black smoke. Wheeler is shocked. He stands there, unable to comprehend what is happening. This allows the other member to lock him in a sleeper hold. Wheeler grabs his arm and slings him over his head, crashing him into the concrete. He disappears as well.
Ryan Stark I expected as much from you Trent. You are improving! You would have never been able to take them so easy before entering ACW, but you've still got a lot to learn. Now...Roco! Diver! Get'em boys.
Both wolves charge Wheeler. He is not fast enough to escape them. One grabs onto his arm, the other sinks his fangs into his leg. Both spots begin to bleed. The wolves hold onto their grips not letting go. Stark gets up and begins to dash towards Wheeler.
Trent Wheeler Let me go you stupid-
Stark grabs onto Wheeler's head in a form that looks like a claw. Roco and Diver release their fangs. Stark drives Wheeler's head into the wall behind him. The camera begins to become fuzzy. Just before it goes out, Stark is seen standing over Wheeler.
Ryan Stark Go to sleep Trent. Your traning is done...for now.
Fade...
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 31, 2009 17:01:28 GMT -5
Segment: Dr. ShadWho (Part 2) (Credits as previously) The camera cuts back to the storeroom that Alicia and Dave were in not that long ago. Only now, the room does not seem as dusty. Three words start to fade in on the screen:Fourteen Months Ago ...and as they solidify, something starts to appear behind them. Slowly, fading in, a blue box takes position. The noise grows louder and louder, until finally the box appears fully, and reaches a halt. The door clicks open, as Chris Phenomenal emerges from inside. A sly smile spreads across his features, as he walks out and closes the door behind him. He slowly walks to the doorway leading out of the storeroom, and opens the door slightly. He spots a backstage worker walking along by himself. As the man passes the doorway, Chris lunges out and grabs him.
Chris pulls the man back inside, and closes the door, making sure to keep one hand over the man’s mouth. The man tries to struggle, but Chris’ superior strength is just too much for him.Chris: Listen carefully. If you don’t make a sound, I won’t hurt you. Now, tell me. When am I?
Chris releases his hand from the man’s mouth.
Man: It’s.....this is ACW Island. Chris hits the man with a massive right hook, flooring him. Before the man can recover, Chris grabs him and picks him up again.Chris: WHEN? Listen, you idiot. WHEN am I?
Man: I don’t understand. Chris: What’s the god damn date?
Man: October 10th. 2008. Chris: Good boy. Now, tell me. Have you seen Dave.... Tyler?
Man: Who? Chris: Dave Tyler. He should be new around here.
Man: I’ve no clue who you are talking about. Chris: What about Shadow? Dave Shadow?
Man: The GWF guy? Actually, I think I heard he was going to be here tonight, meeting some friends. Wait....you’re Chris Phen.... Before the man can finish the sentence, Chris hits him with another straight right hook across the jaw, rendering the man completely unconscious. Chris drags his body over behind some boxes, leaving him there, before venturing towards the door. Chris starts to monologue like some crazy villain...
Chris: So Dave is still the “GWF” guy. Guess he hasn’t appeared as Dave Tyler yet. I wonder if he’s even signed a contract? Fuck, I’m not even employed yet. Still, if he hasn’t joined the ACW roster yet, then that means I can take him out now. If he never joined ACW, then I would have won the Emperor of the Ring. I would have won the World Title from Jefferson, not him. If I can take out Dave Shadow now, then I can take my rightful place as the face of ACW and of professional wrestling. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAhahahahaha.....
Chris lets a cough, before looking round, seemingly embarrassed by the little speech to himself. He composes himself, as he heads out the door into the bowels of the ACW arena.--------------------- Out in the ACW car park, another Tardis materialises, as Dave and Alicia emerge from within. Dave leads the way, but with his hands on his hips, it doesn’t look like Dave is all that impressed.
Dave: Are you sure we’ve gone back in time? There doesn’t look to be anything different between this and when we just were.Alicia: Really? What about that? Alicia points up to one of the giant billboards hanging from the ACW arena. Samhain 2008 BK London vs. Kudo Yasuda Tap Out or Knock Out Get your Tickets Now!!! Dave: Well, I’ll be damned. Guess we did go back. So what next?Alicia: We need to head inside and find Chris, before he finds us. The “then” us. Not us, us. Dave: Right. Makes sense. Kind of.Alicia: Dave, we can’t risk being seen by anyone. We don’t want to cross into our own timelines. Dave: Wouldn’t it make more sense to go and ask our past selves for some help in locating Chris?Alicia: NO! Definitely not. We can’t risk changing anything here, because if we do, we also risk changing the future. Our present. If that were to happen, we could do damage worse than that which we are trying to stop. We could go back to a present which is completely different to our own, and never be able to return to where we call home. Dave: Riiight. That would be a bad thing. Hey, can’t we give ourselves some results from the future? Or lottery numbers? Something to help ourselves?Alicia: What part of “No changing the Timeline” don’t you understand? Dave: Fine, fine, fine. Spoil sport.Alicia: So watch where you’re walking and don’t talk to anyone. The two start walking towards the arena, looking for a way inside.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 31, 2009 17:01:48 GMT -5
============== Inside the arena, however, Chris Phenomenal is already well ahead of them on their search. So far ahead, in fact, that he has already found his prey. He stalks down the corridor, as further ahead, Dave Shadow walks round, looking for the right dressing room. This Dave Shadow, however, is younger, though slightly rougher looking. His hair is shorter, he has dark stubble on his chin and is dressed rather casually. This is, after all, only a few weeks since Castle Island Wrestling died such a horrible death, and it would appear as if this still weighs heavily on the man’s mind.
Chris decides there is no point wasting time. He starts to walk forward towards Dave, his head down and an evil look in his eye. However, just before he reaches Dave, a woman walks out of a doorway in front of them. Chris ducks behind a pile of boxes, eager not to be seen. However, as he peers back round, he is stunned to see Alicia Kitsune standing there as well now. Dave and Alicia start talking, as Chris strains himself to listen in.
Dave: Ms. Kitsune. A pleasure as always.Alicia: And you, Mr. Shadow. What brings you to the ACW arena? Dave: Just visiting some friends. Got a lot of free time on my hands now.Alicia: Of course. Well, it was good to see you. Don’t hesitate to ask anything if you need it. You’re our guest for the night, and I have always prided myself on ACW’s hospitality. Chris laughed as he looked at the two talking. Little did they know how big of a pain they would be to him. Or should be. If he took out Dave, then so too would he take out his Alicia problem. All his problems. As Dave and Alicia said their goodbyes, the two turned and started to walk down different directions, Alicia passing right by Chris in his hiding spot. As soon as she was out of sight, Chris turned and started walking down the hall after Dave again. Spotting a metal pipe leaning against the wall, Chris picked it up. A perfect weapon with which to nip Dave’s career in the bud.? ? ?: Going somewhere with that?Chris spun round, but knew the voice before he had even seen who was speaking. Dave Shadow and Alicia Kitsune stood behind him. His timeline’s versions. Not the ones who had just seen. Chris felt himself going red with anger, as he raised the pipe, pointing it at Dave’s head.
Chris: How did you two follow me? Even when I travel through time, you can’t help but stick your nose in my business, huh Dave?
Dave: Come on now Chris. You should know by now there’s nothing I love more than foiling your little plans. Alicia: Chris, don’t you realise how dangerous this is? You take out Dave, there’s no guaranteeing what will happen in the future. Chris: I know I’ll be rid of the man who has been a thorn in my side for years. I know that I will have achieved my goal of preventing him from ever becoming World Champ. I know....
Dave sticks his hand in the air, palm outward.
Dave: Yawn, fight now?Dave lunges forward at Chris. Chris tries to swing his pipe, but Dave is too quick, and the pipe goes flying out of his hand. The two go flying back into the door of Alicia’s office, as it swings open. Dave and Chris roll round on the floor, trading punches, as Alicia runs in after them, trying to break them up. Chris throws Dave off of him, and shoves Alicia aside as he tries running through the door.
The camera lingers on the floor as Alicia clambers to her feet and starts to chase Chris. It lingers because an envelope has fallen out of her pocket, a letter within which is addressed to her. A letter which led to today’s events in a way. However, Alicia has not noticed, and as Dave follows her out, he too chasing down Chris, the letter remains on the ground.
A few moments pass, before a younger looking Alicia walks back into the room. Her jaw drops as she realises there must have been a scuffle but then, she is not exactly surprised. This is ACW, after all, and backstage fights are common. She spots the envelope on the floor and picks it up, opening it. After spending a few seconds reading it, her brow drops, her face looking thoughtful. Another ACW backstage worker passes by the door; Alicia calls to him.Alicia: Hank? Do me a favour? Dave Shadow is in the building. Find him and bring him to me. Alicia looks at the letter once more before putting it back in the envelope and pocketing it. ============== Chris Phenomenal runs through the halls of the arena at top speed, and with every step, he heads further and further away from his Tardis. Realising now his plan has failed, he tries to think of a new one. However, he can hear Alicia and Dave chasing, not far behind. He tries to run faster but can’t seem to escape them. If only he could lose them and get back to the store room.
Chris spots the doorway to the ACW car park ahead. Perhaps fleeing for now is the best thing. He bursts through the doors and starts running. A few seconds later, he hears the doors open again; a shout from behind tells him that the two are still hot on his tail. He ignores the pain from running so fast, just trying to escape.
As he turns a corner, Chris’ jaw drops. Standing in the middle of the car park is another Tardis. He pauses for a few seconds, as he realises this must be how Dave and Alicia followed him back in time. Knowing he doesn’t have much time, Chris starts to run towards the machine. He pushes the door and runs to the consoles, trying to boot it back up. Pulling levers, hitting switches. Before he can take off though, he hears the door open again, and feet clanging down the metal walk way. He turns just as Dave lunges through the air at him again. Dave and Chris collide, as the two fall back. Chris feels a lever jam into his back, and as he slides down, he hears it click into place.
Dave: What was that?Alicia: He’s activated the machine again! We’re disappearing! Outside, the machine whirs to life once more. It dematerialises, as the Tardis starts to take the three passengers on yet another trip through time.To be continued...again...
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 31, 2009 17:03:14 GMT -5
Segment: Steeling Peace of Mind (Credit: BK London) As we return, we cut back in the middle of what appears to be another first round tournament match.The Senator: Blaziken, Partisan Blaze Kick! And with that, Blaziken jumps high in the air and comes down at an amazing speed. It’s leg ignites and surely enough takes Thunder Train’s Bastiodon down with one final blow.Phillip: Bastiodon is unable to battle! Thunder Train: Bastiodon! NO! Eddie Edison: Whoaaa! I’ve never seen a Blaze Kick that strong by ANY Pokemon. Phillips’ Blaizken has obviously been well-trained! XS3: Aggron! Use Double-Edge on Blaziken! Finish him off! The rough and tough final evolution form of Aron races towards Blaziken, and this shoulder tackle widely referred to as Double Edge in the world of Pokemon, definitely has enough power to finish him off.Chris Phenomenal: Marowak! Bonemerang! The bone of Marowak, one of the first generation Pokemon, flies off in the direction of the speeding Aggron – but the big Pokemon manages to dodge the maneuver.Eddie Edison: And it misses! Tough break Marowak! Chris Phenomenal: Oh no! The Senator: Blaziken! Dodge and use Sky Uppercut! Blaziken quickly side steps the Double Edge attempt and as Aggron turns around, Blaizken delivers a huge blow to its jaw with a Sky Uppercut that would make Ken himself jealous.
Aggron is knocked down to the ground after that maneuver, but it doesn’t keep him down. Despite the move being super effective, he manages to have enough power to pull himself back up to his feet.The Senator: Amazing. That Aggron is super tough, he’s withstood one of Blaziken’s strongest attacks! XS3: Aggron! Earthquake! The Senator: Earthquake?! Phenomenal, brace yourself for the worst! Chris Phenomenal: Oh, I think otherwise. The Senator: Huh? Aggron jumps up in the air, hoping to come down with such force that it starts an Earthquake – but the Bonemerang from earlier finally makes its way back in the direction of Marowak – but it first makes a pit-stop at the back of Aggron’s head.Eddie Edison: And then Bonemerang from LAST WEEK just came Back to the Future! Aggron’s gonna feel that in the morning, that’s for sure. KO’ed immediately, Aggron flops forward and lands face first on the ground below. He too is motionless, and they’re as good as done.Phillip: Aggron is unable to battle, the victors are Marowak and Blaziken! The New Road Steelers have been vanquished in the first round by the team of Phenomenal and The Senator, and we’re already moving on to the next match.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 31, 2009 17:03:47 GMT -5
Match 3: “The Soul of Philly” TJ vs. Rocky Balboa (Credit: TJ)
Jones: The following match is schedule for one fall. Introducing first, from Philadelphia, PA…..
Eye of the Tiger begins as we see a group of men come down to the ring, all circled around one man, Rocky Balboa. Rocky has his hands in the air and his gloves on. His trainer, Mickey is talking him up in Rocky’s ear.
Jones: Weighing in at 217 and a quarter pounds and at a height of 5 feet, 9 and a half inches, “The Italian Stallion” ROCKY BALBOA.
One of his entourage jumps up into the ring and holds the ropes open for Rocky. Rocky gets in the ring and goes over to a corner and steps up on the turnbuckle and plays to the fans, who many are booing after his comments about wrestling. Rocky then throws some punches at the air to stay warm.
McNally: So, this is for real? Edison: I’m guessing so, but come on Max, at least once a year, things like this just seem to happen. I don’t understand it nor am I going to try.
Jones: And his opponent, also from Philadelphia, PA…
Wanted Man begins to play play as the lights go out. Red, white, and gold lights flash as TJ rises up like Kurt Angle in TNA. TJ looks around. He then does a Goldberg like jump as red, white, and gold fireworks go off and the lights come on.
Jones: Weighing in at 275 pounds and at a height of 6 feet 11 inches, he is “The Soul of Philly”, TJ!
At this same time, the lyrics come on. TJ walks down to the ring and slides in the ring. He goes to the corner and throws his arms in the air and then beats his chest with one arm. He looks back at Rocky and jumps off and spins 180 to face his opponent.
McNally: Well, after beating Skurai, it looks like TJ is willingly taking a back step. Going from a former ACW World Champion to a boxer isn’t exactly a formula to success. Edison: You mean fake boxer, McNally. TJ is facing Sylvester Stallone, not Rocky.
The bell rings as TJ gets in the face of Rocky who throws a punch at TJ’s gut. It affects TJ, but not much as TJ grabs Rocky by the neck and tosses him across the ring. TJ then gets to work as he picks Rocky up and hits move after move, the biggest being the 215 Hurtin’ as TJ almost had Rocky passed out, but when he picks his arm up and started to fight back, TJ readjusted Rocky and hit a powerful Spinebuster.
TJ signaled the end with he made a motion similar to the Soulbuster. He picked Rocky up and talks some trash to him, and Rocky pops him in the mouth.
McNally: Looks like Rocky is coming back. You can never knock this man out. Edison: I mean, he knocked out Drago in Russia!
Rocky begins to throw more punches, most of which hit TJ, but TJ’s incredible durability makes them not as effective as they normally are. Rocky then surprises everyone and tackles TJ and then throws punches while TJ is on the ground. TJ throws Rocky off of him and goes to stop the rush of Rocky, but Rocky throws a hook that rocks TJ and follows it with a uppercut that knocks TJ down.
Edison: DOWN GOES TJ! DOWN GOES TJ! McNally: Wow!
Rocky then celebrates, as he knows TJ is out for at least 10 seconds. He taunts the fans as his corner is screaming, but not in excitement. Mickey is trying to getting Rocky’s attention as is his entire corner. Eventually one of his corner men gets his attention and tells him to he has to pin TJ. Rocky sprints over and tries to pin TJ. 1…..2….NO! TJ kicked out at 2.8 and Rocky can’t believe it. He goes for another pin, this time hooking a leg. 1…..2…NO! TJ kicked out at 2.3 and Rocky is irate. He just knocked the big man from the 215. He goes for a third pin, this time hooking both legs. 1..NO! TJ throws Rocky off him. TJ then gets up and rubs his jaw. The anger rises and as Rocky gets up, TJ knocks him down with a spear that almost breaks Rocky in half. TJ gets up and does a cut throat taunt and picks Rocky up and hits a pump handle DDT on him.
McNally: Oh my, a spear followed by the TJT
He then locks Rocky in a cross legged Dragon Clutch. Rocky, living up to his reputation of never giving up, refuses to give up until he begins to bleed out of his mouth. Then the towel from the outside comes flying into the ring and hits TJ in the face. TJ keeps the move locked in as he looks at Rocky’s corner. He released it as Rocky passed out from the pain and his corner comes in and checks on the boxer.
Jones: Here is your winner, “The Soul of Philly” TJ!
McNally: Something tells me this isn’t how TJ wanted this match to end. Edison: I think TJ wanted to make Rocky quit. What other reason would he lock in the Philly Cheese-lock when he could have ended the match with a POD or a Soulbuster. McNally: Well he did try to go for the Soulbuster earlier in the match, but he got knocked out. Edison: Maybe during that down time TJ thought that the only way to prove that he is The True Soul of Philly would be by making him tap out.
TJ celebrates his win as Rocky’s corner check on the boxer as the EMTs come out and take the boxer to the back.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 31, 2009 17:04:43 GMT -5
Segment: Reaching for the Golbat (Credit: BK London) We catch the next battle just as it starts, and it’s the unlikely team of The Libertines and Jay Zero versus another unlikely team of Jason Freeman and Dave Shadow! Shadow appears to be leading with Empoleon, the Water/Steel type while Jason Freeman uses Golbat. Meanwhile, The Libertines has his Croagunk who will team up with Jay Zero’s Pidgeot. Phillip: Let the battle begin! Libertines: Croagunk! Use Brick Break on Empoleon! Jay Zero: Pidgeot, use Aerial Ace on Golbat! Dave Shadow: Empoleon, use Metal Claw! Jason Freeman: Golbat, Protect! Four attacks called, and Croagunk jumps high as his hand glows white for the Brick Break – but Empoleon combats with Metal Claw, which also results in his tiny fingers glowing white. Holding off Croagunk’s attack, the two struggle while Pidgeot zooms past the two but doesn’t quite hit his attack due to Protect by Golbat.Eddie Edison: It’s a stalemate between these four very different types altogether! What a way to start! Jason Freeman: Now Golbat, use Double Team! Golbat splits into several copies of itself, and Pidgeot and Zero are taken back by this.Jason Freeman: Haha! Beat THAT Zero! I’m gonna win again! Jay Zero: Fuck, even his moves are annoying. I need to find the real Golbat. Pidgeot! Use Wing Attack on each of the Golbat until you find the real one! Pidgeot zooms through one as it’s wing glows brightly, but it’s a fake. It zooms through another with the same result. He hopes that third time is the charm, but it isn’t. Freeman peaks over at Croagunk, who’s still on the offensive towards Empoleon with several Brick Breaks – and Freeman decides to shake things up a bit.Jason Freeman: Golbat! Haze! The real Golbat finds itself high above the Pidgeot, and he shoots a black smoke out of its mouth. The smoke makes it hard for any of the Pokemon to see their opponents, and Zero is getting highly annoyed.Jay Zero: Arggh! He won’t even attack, all that he’s got are these status moves! That’s it! Pidgeot – Whirlwind! Pidgeot flaps it’s wings and blows the smoke away, revealing where everyone is.Dave Shadow: Quick! Empoleon! Aqua Jet on Pidgeot! Empoleon now covers it’s body in water and he launches himself from the ground to high in the air where he strikes Pidgeot head on. He knocks Pidgeot down to the ground, and it’s thought to be over for the Bird pokemon.Jay Zero: Pidgeot! No! Jay Zero turns to Libertines.Jay Zero: Listen you useless bastard, you better make yourself useful or else we’re going to lose this battle! Libertines: Right! Croagunk! Use Nasty Plot! The Pokemon who only shows one expression at all, eye’s glow a bright blue.Libertines: Now! Sludgebomb on Golbat! Croagunk creates mud in its mouth and shoots it right at his foe, and it lands head on. Due to the extra boost thanks to Sludge Bomb, Golbat is hit with more power than normal. The flight heavy Golbat is grounded and Libertines smiles.Dave Shadow: Alright Empoleon, finish Croagunk off with a Hydro Pump! Empoleon shoots a powerful blast of water from its mouth in the direction of Croagunk, and after that move – it’s not that quick to react. Libertines can feel that the end is near, but out of nowhere, Pidgeot steps in. Jay Zero: Pidgeot! Mirror Move! Intercepting the path of the Hydro Pump, due to the effect if Mirror Move – Pidgeot shoots out a Hydro Pump of its own – and it cancels out with Empoleon’s attempt.Jay Zero: Now Pidgeot! Hyper Beam! The bird opens up its mouth and a massive orange beam shoots out, blasting Empoleon right in its stomach. Empoleon is knocked a bit off his rocker, and due to the time it takes for a Pokemon to recharge after Hyper Beam – Croagunk finishes things off.Libetines: Croagunk! Brick Break! Croagunk jumps high once more and comes down with a massive Brick Break right between the eyes of Empoleon. Empoleon falls like a giant redwood, and the swirly eyed victim lays there motionless.Phillip: Empoleon is unable to battle! Dave Shadow: Motherfucker, where were you Freeman? Jason Freeman: Right here! Golbat! Shadow Ball on Pidgeot while it’s recharging! Golbat forms a dark black and purple ball in its mouth and shoots at the somewhat weak Pidgeot. It strikes him right in the back, and sends him down to the ground. After the smoke is all cleared, it’s clear what occurred.Phillip: Pidgeot is unable to battle. Jason Freeman: HAHA! Told you so! >_> Jay Zero: FUCK YOU FREEMAN! Jason Freeman: Now Golbat, use Air Slash on Croagunk! Golbat swoops in quickly, but before he can actually hit the move – Libertines call out a move of his own.Libertines: Croagunk! Revenge! Golbat scores with the Air Slash, but Croagunk endures the hit only to charge at Golbat and score with a high powered chop – double the strength of the Air Slash that just hit. Golbat falls down to the ground, and just like that – the battle’s finished.Eddie Edison: That Croagunk is tough as nails, and Libertines should be proud from the way it’s been trained. Sorry Freeman and Shadow, there’s always next year – but advancing THIS year to the semi-Finals are the most unlikely team of them all… Phillip: Golbat is unable to battle, the winners are Croagunk and Pidgeot! Jay Zero and Libertines move onto the next round! Jay Zero and Libertines engage in a brief hug, but then they remember who exactly they are – and who exactly is the person that they’re hugging. Quickly, they let go and dust themselves off before giving each other a nice platonic handshake. These two are the last to advance to the semi-finals.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 31, 2009 17:05:34 GMT -5
Segment: Dr. ShadWho (part 3) (Credits as previously)
Shadow and Phenomenal stare at one another from opposite sides of the Tardis’ central control pillar. Alicia slides in through the door, pulling it shut in the nick of time as the Tardis dematerialises into the void space between eras.
Chris: You think I’m going to just hold my hands up and give in, Dave? This is a time machine! Whoever owns it can shape reality to their every desire.
He grips a lever in one hand and a dial in the other, as if feeling a physical sensation of power.
Chris: It’s mine! MINE!
Without warning, he rams the lever down. Alicia and Dave instinctively brace, but nothing happens.
Chris: Huh? What gives? I did that before, and-
Alicia scratches her head, and then a thought strikes her.
Alicia: Before, you were the only person in here. Now, there’s both you and Dave. The Tardis must be conflicted somehow. Clearly only one person can command it at a time.
Dave: What about that part in Journey’s End?
Alicia: I don’t know, perhaps you can have multiple co-pilots but only one captain, or whatever. It looks as if we’re stuck here in the middle of no-when.
Dave: So... what do we do?
Alicia looks at both young men before her.
Alicia: I think it’s obvious. The pair of you have to settle this in time-honoured fashion.
Dave: Oooh, with big swords and things? Ray guns? Sonic screwdrivers? Karaoke?
Alicia: ....tempting, but no. You’re wrestlers, aren’t you? We’ll have a one-on-one, falls count anywhere wrestling match.
Chris: Great. Who’s going to referee that? You?
Alicia puts her hands on her hips.
Alicia: No, we’ll phone up the Shadow Proclamation and have them send someone over, shall we? Of course I’ll be the ref. It’s not as if I can skew the result one way or the other; the Tardis will be the ultimate judge.
Chris and Dave glance at one another. Chris smirks.
Chris: Get ready to wave your entire career goodbye, Dave.
Dave: Oh, we’ll see about that, Chris...
They read one another like open books, each moving in the same instant, and it’s on.
Chris connects first with a strong right hook; Dave stumbles back, but grabs a handy piece of railing and fires a punch in retaliation. Momentarily stunned, Chris feels the force of a DDT from Dave, who makes a rough pin; Alicia counts 2 before Chris kicks out. His flailing legs strike the bottom of the control pedestal, and a few sparks fly off. No one takes much notice of this, as the Tardis regularly suffers from rogue electrical connections; the two men quickly get to their feet, and Dave shoves Chris backward into the open floor area, creating a little space for himself.
The two men circle, trying to guess their opponent’s next move. Dave commits first, getting in close and initiating a grapple; Chris responds and the pair shuffle back and forth as they try to overpower one another. Just when it looks like stalemate, Chris pivots on one foot, turning the two of them 90 degrees, and yells as he drives Dave backward, straight into the control pillar. There is an unnerving groan from the superstructure; forced back against the panels, Dave struggles as Chris tries to bring down a fist right into his foe’s face. Dave just barely manages to squirm aside; as he does so, he inadvertently triggers a bank of switches with his head. Simultaneously, the blow from Chris lands on a number panel, and a series of confused alarms start to go off. The controls start venting steam, and then the Tardis lurches wildly to one side, throwing everyone off their feet.
Alicia: What have you two done!?
Dave: We must have activated the time circuits!
Chris: So where’s this thing taking us?
Dave: I’ve no idea... just hang on and hope we get there in one piece!
The shaking goes on for a good 20 seconds, scattering debris all over the place until it stops with a final judder, lights still flashing wildly on every available surface. Alicia edges her way to the door and opens it a fraction – only for Dave to get unceremoniously thrown through it by Chris.
Alicia: What in the blue heck are you doing, you twit?
Chris: You DID say, “Falls count anywhere”, right? Better keep up, babe!
Alicia fumes for a couple of seconds, and then sighs before heading out, following the sounds of the punch-up.
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Dave is earnestly trying to drive Chris’ head into the nearest whitewashed cinderblock wall as Alicia catches up. Chris breaks free and jumps, landing a neat roundhouse kick before falling back to his fists. He suplexes Dave and covers; Alicia counts, 1...2-
??: Whoa, whoa! This ain’t the ring, friends.
Neither Chris nor Dave recognise the voice; Chris kicks away from Dave and nips to his feet, fists raised, to find himself facing a masked man with a somewhat striking hairstyle. He spots out of the corner of his eye that Alicia has signalled Dave to give it a rest for a moment, and smirks at the new arrival.
Chris: And this “ain’t” none of your business.
The masked man frowns, and glances in Alicia’s direction.
Masked Man: Are these jerks causing a problem here, Atomic? Want me to take care of them?
Alicia smiles, and shakes her head.
Alicia: Nah, it’s fine. They’re new talent. Eager, that’s all. I was just showing them the way to Gamer’s office. I’ll catch up with you in two ticks. Remind me... what’s on our to-do list this week?
The man tips his head on one side, looking askance, then bursts out laughing.
Masked Man: You had me going for a minute there... we’re only gonna kick ourselves some Hispanic ass, remember?
Alicia’s face lights up with a wide grin.
Alicia: Ahhhhhh....yes. The Lowrider.
The masked man chuckles, and slaps his thigh. Dave rolls his eyes.
Dave: Have we landed in the middle of a pantomime here?
Alicia (furtively): Shhhhh!
Masked Man: Azure’s just checking its location now. That cocky fella will drive it on to the stage, and then... show time!
Alicia laughs, and feigns checking her watch.
Alicia: Speaking of which... I need to get these two sorted out. I’ll be along in a couple of minutes, ok?
Masked Man: Sure thing. Don’t be late... you know how much Phillips hates tardiness.
Alicia: Oh, more than you can imagine, love.
The masked man pushes pointedly past Chris, and disappears around the corner. Alicia starts off in the other direction.
Alicia: Come on, we’d better get back in the Tardis. If I wind up meeting my past self, the entire space-time continuum could unravel. And that will seriously screw up my Pokemon Platinum save...
Chris looks about set to argue, but then breaks into a run; Dave and Alicia have no choice but to dash after him.
Dave:(breathing fast): Can anyone else hear portentous, string-laden music every time we rush about?
Alicia: You wait, there’ll be an invisible choir joining in before you know it.
Dave: So who was that guy, anyway?
Alicia: The Masked Mullet. One of the original members of the Senatorial Stable, and my first tag partner. We must have stumbled on to the early days of GFWWE.
Dave: ....so originally, you and Latino didn’t get on?
Alicia: Get on? We fought like cat and dog. The path of true love, eh?
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 31, 2009 17:06:32 GMT -5
Everyone piles back into the Tardis; Chris does an about-face and sticks his boot in the air, causing Dave to run into it. Dave collapses, but rolls out of the way of Chris’ elbow drop as Alicia wrestles the control panels into life.
Alicia: We’re obviously about 5 years back from where we need to be, I’ll try and nudge us forward. This is going to be very much trial and error-
The Tardis starts rocking to and fro, as if being bounced from one timeline to another. Chris and Dave continue to slug it out; as Chris makes an error, Dave is able to nail a swinging neckbreaker, and he pins. 1...2-
BANG. The Tardis comes down, or appears, or does whatever the heck it does, throwing Dave clear of Chris. Sensing an opportunity, Phenomenal scoots out of the door; Dave pulls himself to his feet.
Dave: SON OF A....Listen, can't we just leave the runt here?
Alicia: We could, assuming you want to come back to a future which Chris has buggered about with.
Dave: Fine, fine...
They both step outside, and immediately recognise their surroundings.
Dave: This is definitely the ACW arena. Backstage somewhere.
Alicia: Yes, but we don’t know when we are. We’ll have to be careful...
They both move as quickly and quietly as they can; the corridors seem to be surprisingly empty. Sneaking around to the arena entrance, they find Chris there, peeking around the curtains. Dave closes in... but Chris raises a hand to stop him.
Chris: You have GOT to see this.
Dave peers over Chris’ shoulder.
Dave: Heh, speak of the devil... there’s Senator. Who’s he wrestling?
Alicia takes a look.
Alicia: Oooooh, it’s Kudo! I know this! This match singlehandedly defined the word “epic” and then immediately rendered it inadequate. This is their Omega Effect match. Everybody must be watching it on the screens backstage. Shame we have more important things to do, like deciding the fate of the universe-
She catches sight of both Dave and Chris looking at her with pleading eyes. She pretends to look exasperated, and frankly does a poor job of it.
Alicia: Oh, all right, if we must.
45 MINUTES LATER
The sound of rapid footfall precedes the stampede back into the Tardis. Dave slides in the door first and attacks the controls; the Tardis sets off again as Chris grapples him from behind and attempts to lock in a sleeperhold. As Dave flails, Alicia surveys the panels.
Dave: We’re not all that far away, just a gentle boost should do it.
Alicia looks at the panels again, raises an eyebrow-
Alicia: POOWWWWWWEERRRRRR!!!!!!
The Tardis attempts to stand up, get down, hold back and pour forth all at once; the result is a sound rather like Mahler’s 3rd symphony performed on bicycle horns. Breaking away from Chris, Dave whirls around and shoulder-tackles Chris; he tries for a pin, 1...2- Chris turns it over, 1...2- Dave reverses yet again-
-and then gravity seems to call a time-out, momentarily leaving everyone hanging. Dave still has Chris in a pin position, but Alicia shakes her head; his shoulders aren’t on the floor, at least not any more. Dave’s imminent festival of cursing is cut short as the Tardis crashes back into some semblance of reality, terminating gravity’s unscheduled break on the job.
Chris scrambles up, and flips Dave the finger as he barges outward. Incensed, Dave charges after him.
Dave: That’s IT! I’m putting this guy’s lights out, and I don’t care where or when I do it!
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He thunders forward, ignoring the many people he dashes past; all he is fixated on Is Chris. Chris speeds up, and heads for the brightly lit area a short distance ahead; as he emerges into it he abruptly slows down, and Dave leaps, driving him hard to the ground.
Dave: GOT YOU, YOU-
The sight of approximately 2,000 people directly in front of you would be enough to silence most voices; but in fact it’s the four people on the raised area which causes Dave’s jaw to drop. Some faltering laughter from the crowd quickly dies away as Dave hurriedly stands up.
Dave:(furtively) Shit. We’re on the X Factor. Looks like the live auditions...
Chris: What the fuck’s the Max Factor?
Dave: X Factor. It’s sort of like American Idol.
??: Right, let’s get on with this.
They both know that voice. Simon Cowell looks distinctly less than impressed already.
Cowell: Who have we got here, then?
Dave’s voice dries a little, but he decides to make the best of things.
Dave:I’m Dave Shadow. This is Chris Phenomenal.
The glamorous, older woman sitting to the left smiles at Dave.
Dannii Minogue: Are those stage names?
Dave: ...sure. Why not.
Cowell: Annnnd, you’re a group, it seems. What’s your group called?
Dave blanks.
Dave: Er.....umm....
He hears a whisper, off to his right.
Dave:..........Shatner’s...Bassoon?
The crowd double takes for a moment, then starts howling with laughter. Dave shoots a lethal glance toward the wings.
Cowell: Whatever. What song have you chosen?
Chris gets a devilish look in his eye.
Chris: It’s Raining Men!
More laughter. There’s a bit of fumbling on the other side of the stage.
Cowell: I’m not sure if... oh, my mistake. Joy of joys, we do actually have the backing for that. All right, take it away chaps.
The familiar chords kick in; Dave looks about ready to call it quits... but then he catches sight of Chris, and determination springs anew. He straightens up as the piano tune descends into the melody.
Dave:Temperature’s rising...
Chris won’t be beaten, either.
Chris: Barometer’s getting low...
Dave: According to all sources-
Chris: - The street’s the place to go!
Against all expectation, the crowd decides not to boo, and a few cheers of encouragement are heard. Chris and Dave glance at one another, before picking up the joint harmony with exquisite timing (although less than perfect tuning).
Both: Tonight, for the first time, Just about half-past ten, For the first time in history- It’s gonna start raining men...
Big build-up to the chorus, and then-
Dave: It’s raining men!
Chris: Hallelujah!
Dave:It’s raining men!
Chris: Every specimen!
Dave: Tall, dark, cool and mean-
Chris: Rough and tough and strong and lean....
As the saying goes, if you’ve got it, flaunt it; Chris and Dave cap things off by showing the audience their massive....pectoral muscles.
Both: It’s raining men, yeah!
The audience laughs and applauds. As is traditional, twinkly-eyed (a.k.a Botoxed) impresario Louis Walsh is first to comment.
Louis: Lads, you had fun up there, the audience liked it, but I’m not sure that you’re recording material-
Dave raises his hand.
Dave: Did I mention I’m from the Emerald Isle?
Chris: (whispering): What, Moebius? Seriously?
Dave: ....no, you twit, Ireland!
Louis:... I really, really like these two guys. Dannii?
Dannii: I think you’re great guys, but this is a singing competition, right? And unfortunately that wasn’t great singing.
Dave shrugs. He and Chris turn to Cheryl Cole, reality star made good and professional Geordie lass.
Cheryl: I absolutely love you two. You’re both really cute and that was a really emotional performance. Really... real.
The crowd claps. Uh-oh... it’s Simon’s turn. Dave braces for impact.
Cowell: I’m going to be honest with you both. That was, quite frankly... appalling. About as bad as it gets. Cholera is more entertaining.
The crowd boos, but Simon appears fixed in his opinion.
Cowell: All right, we’re going to vote. Louis?
Louis: I like them. I’m going to say....yes.
Dave and Chris look at one another in surprise. This shit just got real. Really real, in fact.
Dannii: On the basis that this is a singing competition... I’m sorry, it’s a no.
Groans from the stage and the audience. On to Cheryl. Dave and Chris both summon up their most vulnerable puppy expressions.
Cheryl: I’m going to give them a chance. I think they have the X factor. I say yes.
Some whooping in the back. But Dave is crestfallen; only one vote remains to be cast, and two won’t cut it. Simon regards them both coolly.
Simon: Well, to me this decision is an obvious one. It’s-
The sound of “Money Money Money” by Abba rings out across the auditorium; Simon twists in his seat, and realises that it’s his mobile phone. He flips it open testily.
Simon: Whoever you are, I can’t speak now-
The audience can’t hear the other side of the conversation. But Dave and Chris can... because the other caller is standing about six feet away behind the corner of the set.
Alicia: Siiiiimoooon, long time no chat, sweetie.
Cowell goes very quiet.
Cowell: Ahhhh... yes, yes it has been a while.
Alicia: I won’t keep you, I know you’re busy. In fact, I sense that you’re about to crush another dream or two. May I suggest that, on this one occasion, you don’t? Because I still have the photographs, darling. And the video. And a selection of reliable eye-witnesses. Catch my drift?
For a moment, it looks as if the ice-beast Cowell might just show some genuine emotion. Instead, he flips the phone shut and pockets it in one swift movement.
Cowell: ...As I was saying... it’s a yes from me. Three yesses, you’re though.
The crowd cheers; someone in the background starts playing an R Kelly track, which is surely the sign for anyone sane to get the heck out. Chris and Dave take a bow, and then hurry off. Alicia has a slight head-start, but they quickly catch her up. As the run, they pass by two young lads with odd raised quiffs and matching outfits, who are clearly next on to audition.
Dave: Photographs?
Chris: Video?
Alicia: Oh, no. Some things must remain private, I’m afraid.
As they reach the Tardis door, they can hear the judges on stage, once more in debate over the next act.
Cowell: They’re total, total rubbish. No talent whatsoever.
Louis: They’re fun guys! Teenagers! I want to put them through. And both of them are Irish! I’m saying yes.
Cheryl: They’re just kids, Simon. They deserve a chance. Yes from me.
Dannii: I agree they’re dire... but they do at least sing better than that last pair you, in your infinite wisdom, put through. So on that basis, I say yes as well.
Cowell: ..............this really is going to be one of those days...
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 31, 2009 17:08:43 GMT -5
Everyone scrambles into the Tardis yet again. As they do so, Chris makes a dash over to the controls. Dave does the same; they lock eyes, and both start pulling at levers and prodding buttons.
Chris: This has been fun, but this is where it ends!
Dave: I agree! Tardis, take us back to New Years Eve, 2009!
More sparks fly off, but this time things appear serious. The whole craft starts vibrating, making everyone feel sick, and there is a massive sensation of speed.
Chris: YOU BROKE IT, YOU IDIOT!
Dave:YOU’RE THE IDIOT, IDIOT!
Desperately, Alicia aims a high kick at the central column; the machinery crunches, and everyone is thrown to the floor. With a grinding sound, the Tardis comes to a stop, seemingly on a slight incline.
Dizzy, Dave makes his way to the door and peeks out.
Alicia: Dave, don’t go too far; I don’t think we’re stable in time.
Dave:Ok... but come and check this out. Where on earth are we now?
Alicia and Chris look out over Dave’s shoulder. There appear to be a lot of people gathered... below?
Chris: We’re up a tree?! Well, that explains our “instability” then.
Fortunately, the elevation means that the crowd is oblivious to the big blue box precariously perched above them. Alicia looks more carefully.
Alicia: I think we’re in London. That looks like the Mall down there... that’s Buckingham Palace at the end. Look at all the flags... there must be some sort of Royal event happening today.
At that moment, a fanfare strikes up. Dave points down below to where a tv correspondent is standing. She looks almost familiar...
Charlotte King: And now, Ladies and Gentleman, the royal cortege is leaving the Palace. We are about to get our first glimpse of the man who is about to be crowned King of England, Scotland, Wales and the Commonwealth.
A procession is approaching, with full royal pomp. Marching bands, infantry, cavalry, and then the royal carriage itself...
Alicia: ............No...Effing...Way!
Charlotte: Ladies and Gentlemen, please be upstanding for his Royal Highness, King Daniel I, and the National Anthem...
The band starts up a pounding, rhythmic beat. The crowd slowly bobs its collective heads respectfully, before a drum flourish signals to bring everyone in.
Crowd: DAN!!!!......AH-AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!
King Daniel James White the First waves regally to his subjects. Standing on a plinth mounted on the rear of the carriage, Brian May blasts out the guitar lick at maximum volume, which is then relayed to speakers all along the parade route.
Dave: What, no Bohemian Rhapsody?
Chris: Get real. No one would want to stand through the whole of that at state occasions. What year is this, anyway?
Alicia: I’m not sure I want to find out.
Just as the royal carriage draws close, there is the sound of something exploding from within the Tardis. Chris, Dave and Alicia are thrown backward, and the Tardis disappears just before Dan or anyone else catches sight of it.
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On board, what seems like every alarm known to man seems to be going off at once. Chris makes a last-gasp attempt to take Dave down; Dave tries to dodge and counter at the same time, and the pair end up slumped on the floor, neither able to pin the other. Alicia: Flaming heck, this is looking really bad!
Chris struggles to try and pick himself up, as does Dave, but the rocking and shaking is so bad that now neither of them can reach the console.
Dave:: We’ve got to get control of this thing before it shakes itself to bits! Where’s a decent Deus Ex Machina when you need one?
Alicia wrenches the controls, but to no avail. Clinging on, she is suddenly struck by a thought. It’s an incredibly long shot, but...
She closes her eyes, tries to think back, to remember exactly what it is she’s looking for. She edges her way around the console and then runs her hand along the lower casing, looking for something. As her fingers alight on a panel rim she can grip, Dave spots her and realises with shock what she’s trying to do.
Dave: NO! Not that!
Dave: There’s no other option, Dave! Anything Billie Piper can manage will bloody well not be beyond me, either!
She grips the panel, and pulls it off. The Tardis is flooded with an incredibly bright light, against which Alicia appears as a stark black silhouette.
Dave: The heart of the Tardis...
Alicia has to yell above all the noise, even so, her voice rings out.
Alicia (shouting): Listen to me, sunshine! I may not be a Timelord, but make no mistake, I have looked into the Void, the real, dark, pitiless nothingness, and the Void turned away in shame! So you are going to take us all back to where we belong, right this instant!
As he watches, Dave realises that Alicia has her eyes closed. She grasps the panel on both sides, head turned, and as if with great effort, she straightens her line of sight... and then, gathering her courage, she forces herself to see.
Alicia(quietly):Do what you will, but please... take us home...
The light intensifies, bright enough to burn everything out of existence... and then there is nothing.
To be concluded....
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 31, 2009 17:09:45 GMT -5
Segment: Shooting for the Staraptor (Credit: BK London) Phillip: Alright folks! In the first semi-final match of the Kitsune City Tag Team Tournament we have the team of Jake Cheng and BK London versus The Senator and Chris Phenomenal! Like the previous rounds, this will be a 2 on 2 battle with no time limit – and the match will only end when both Pokemon on the same team is unable to battle! Let the battle begin! The Senator: Heracross, let’s do this! Chris Phenomenal: Arcanine, go! Shooting from the red light, Heracross appears before his competitors and Arcanine comes out shortly beside him.BK London: Weavile, I choose you! Jake Cheng: Staraptor, Stand by for battle! The completely different personalities of both Weavile and Staraptor both fully evolved Pokemon, make their way out of their Pokeballs and they’re ready to get things started.BK London: Weavile, use quick attack on Heracross! Jake Cheng: Staraptor, use quick attack on Arcanine – Go! Two of the fastest Pokemon in the game head out as quickly as possible, and both Phenomenal and Senator wait for their time to strike.The Senator: Ready? Chris Phenomenal: Yeah! The Senator: Heracross – use counter! Chris Phenomenal: Arcanine – ExtremeSpeed! And before Staraptor could land the Quick Attack, an orange blur shoots past the arena and strikes down Staraptor with a lot of force & speed. Weavile looks to score his own move too, but Heracross glows a bright orange and as they connect – Weavile is sent flying backwards towards BK London, with the attack being set back at twice the speed.BK London: Whoa! The Senator: There’s not much you can do to our team London and Cheng, we told you we’re going to win this entire thing – and we’re GOING to win. Jake Cheng: Oh yeah, we’ll see about that! Staraptor, fly up high and use Wing Attack on Arcanine! Staraptor follows orders, as he quickly shoots up in the air before coming back down and his wings are glowing brightly.Chris Phenomenal: Arcanine! Flamethrower! Jake Cheng: Staraptor dodge it! Quickly the fire shoots out of the mouth of Arcanine, and before it can connect with Staraptor full on – the flying Pokemon dodges it. But out of nowhere, here comes Heracross.The Senator: Heracross, use counter! Once again, it glows a bright orange and the Wing Attack does some damage – but the story of it is that it’s sent back at twice the power for Staraptor, once again taking him down.BK London: You won’t win that easy, Weavile – use Ice Punch on Heracross! The black streak races across the rocky terrain and it attempts to hit Heracross with an Ice Punch, but Heracross simply flies up above it.The Senator: Now Horn Attack Heracross! After flying up, the horn of Heracross glows and it comes down with what could be a devastating Horn Attack – but London has other plans.BK London: Grab it’s horns Weavile! The Senator: What?! Heracross almost connects with the Horn Attack, but Weavile gets two handful of horns – and tries to stop the opposition for as long as it can.BK London: Now use Icy Wind! Weavile blows a gust of icy wind in the face of Heracross – sending it flying across the field, and it’s down – but it’s far from out.The Senator: Grr! Heracross – use Close Combat! Heracross speeds towards the direction of Weavile to use Close Combat, but his attempt is thwarted when Pidget gets back in the picture.Jake Cheng: Staraptor, Aerial Ace! Before Heracross could land any sort of move, Staraptor catches him off guard with an Aerial Ace that knocks him right into the nearby all.Chris Phenomenal: Arcanine – use ExtremeSpeed on Staraptor! Another ExtremeSpeed connects on Staraptor and takes him down, but as that’s over – Weavile hops on the back of Arcanine in surprising fashion, as appears to be the motif of this battle.BK London: Weavile, Fury Swipes! As it’s on the back of Arcanine, Weavile slashes and scratches the back of Arcanine several times – putting it in a world of pain, and this obviously brings anger to Phenomenal as he sees his Pokemon continuing to take damage. But an idea sparks in his mind, and he smirks.Chris Phenomenal: Arcanine! Overheat! BK London: What?! Weavile – get out of there! Weavile hops off the back of Arcanine, but it’s too late to escape the overwhelming force of the Overheat attack. The huge blast of flames connects with the back of Weavile, sending it down to the ground below and both London & Cheng are incredibly worried.BK London: Weavile, are you ok? Weavile attempts it’s best to get back up, and it eventually does – but after that super effective attack, it can no longer battle and it slumps down to the mat.The Senator: Haha, good work kiddo! Chris Phenomenal: Thanks. Now let’s finish this one off! I’m thinking fried Staraptor for dinner! The Senator: Let’s do it! Heracross – use Brick Break on Staraptor! Jake Cheng: Dodge it! Staraptor dodges the Brick Break chop by Heracross, and then another – and another. Each dodge, Heracross destroys an entire boulder standing in the way of it’s prey – and now it seems Phenomenal wants to help.Chris Phenomenal: Staraptor! Use Takedown! Jake Cheng: Staraptor, behind you! Staraptor can see the Arcanine coming up behind him quickly, and Staraptor shoots up in the air and Arcanine destroys another rock. The field at this point has become nothing but rubble, and it gives Jake an idea.Jake Cheng: Staraptor, use Whirlwind! With the flap of it’s wings, it kicks up a huge wind – filled with all the debris from the broken boulders, and it’s blinding the two Pokemon.The Senator: Arrgh! Heracross – finish this off with Megahorn! Attempting to fly through this make shift Sandstorm, Heracross heads up high and looks to score with it’s Megahorn – one of the strongest Bug type moves in Pokemon, but it misses. Staraptor’s ability Keen Eye kicks in to see through this sandstorm and he’s able to score big with this one.Jake Cheng: Staraptor! Use Air Slash! Staraptor gets a knock out shot with his Air Slash, and Heracross falls from 30-40 feet above down to the terrain where he’s sporting some swirly eyes, which can only mean….Phillip: Herracross is unable to battle! It’s one on one now, and the Whirlwind attack is letting up. With Arcanine being able to see again, Staraptor is once again at a huge disadvantage.Chris Phenomenal: Alright Arcanine! It’s clear in sight – what do you say we finish this off with an Overheat! Once again, Arcanine uses Overheat once more – but Staraptor dodges it.Jake Cheng: Staraptor! Featherdance! Staraptor glows and thousands of feathers – like grenades, fall down on the battle field and explode all around Arcanine. With this brief opening, Cheng sees his time to strike!Jake Cheng: Staraptor! Use Air Slash! Staraptor makes a b-line towards Arcanine, hoping to score with an Air Slash – but Arcanine isn’t out yet.Chris Phenomenal: Arcanine! Use Overheat again – right in the face of Staraptor! Jake Cheng: Staraptor, dodge it! Arcanine shoots once a large stream of fire once more, and Staraptor attempts to dodge it – but isn’t quick enough in the process and gets caught with the attack. It’s sent to the ground, and Phillip checks on it’s condition.Jake Cheng: Staraptor! Get up! Staraptor slowly rises back up from the ground, and it eventually makes it back up to stay in the match.Chris Phenomenal: What?! No flying Pokemon can take a move that strong head on! Jake Cheng: You’ve got to realize that the effect of Overheat dwindles each time you use it, by the time you reached the third time – it’s effect was almost halved. Chris Phenomenal: Grr! Arcanine! Finish Staraptor off while it’s weak! Flamethr- Jake Cheng: Quick! Sand Attack! Before Arcanine can shoot out any flames, Staraptor shoots some dust up in it’s face – temporarily blinding it, and now Staraptor can capitalize.Jake Cheng: Now, Wing Attack! A Wing Attack blasts Arcanine in the face, and it’s knocked off balance a bit.Jake Cheng: Now Staraptor! Brave Bird! Chris Phenomenal: Arcanine! Fire Blast! In the strongest Fire Move to date, Arcanine lets out a huge flame in the shape of the word kanji, 大, meanwhile Staraptor flies up and then ignites into flames. Then as it comes down, it’s covered by a blue aura. It takes the FireBlast head on, and blasts right through it before connecting head on with Arcanine. Arcanine is knocked into one of the walls of the arena – and as it this the ground, its completely knocked out.Phillip: Arcanine is no longer able to battle! That means the winners are Staraptor and Weavile – BK London and Jake Cheng advance to the Finals. Much elation from the Tag Team partners, and both Phenomenal and Phillips look disappointed with their effort. They promised a win, but couldn’t deliver, their pride definitely took a blow. However, Weavile, BK London, Staraptor, and Jake Cheng are having the time of their lives and will enjoy heading toward the final.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 31, 2009 17:10:52 GMT -5
Match 4: Chance Emmerson vs. ANTHEM (Credit: Shawn)
Already standing in the ring is the one and only ANTHEM, killed by Ridley, resurrected by Senator for LUE.
Phllip Jones: Ladies and gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit. Standing to my left in the ring, ANTHEM!
ANTHEM raises his hands in the air as a few cat calls reign down from the crowd until they’re drowned out by the sounds of “This Velvet Glove” and the roar of the crowd in attendance for this evenings special attraction.
McNally: They said anything could happen tonight, but this? This?
Edison: I don’t know Max, we’ve seen time travel and Richard Parker wrestling a Panther but I agree with you, this?
It is no joke, no spoof, no spook tactic for ANTHEM as Chance Emmerson steps out from behind the curtains and the roof of the arena nearly comes off as twenty thousand in attendance rise to their feet with cheers at the sight of him. There is no posturing for Chance though, no acknowledgement of the cheers, sure the fans are the business, they have afforded him his livelihood but they are also responsible for the fall of his family, the rift between him and his father…
And Umeko, sweet, innocent Umeko.
As he climbs in the ring however the thoughts of his princess must be pushed to the side, his focus must rest solely on ANTHEM and walking out this evening victorious, while also sending a message to the thousands watching and more importantly Dave Shadow, that he is coming for his belt.
As Phillip Jones ducks out of the ring the bell sounds and this evenings match begins with both men coming together with a collar and elbow tie up that Chance wins easily, the motivation coupled with brute strength and the stature of ANTHEM allowing him to push him back into the corner and deliver a shoulder thrust right to his gut that near splits him in two as he drops to the canvas and rolls out of the ring to try and avoid the Chance Emmerson onslaught.
This strategy doesn’t work well however as Chance goes right after him, jumping off the apron as he tries to get up and driving both fists into the back of neck with a double sledgehammer, lifting ANTHEM up to his feet as soon as possible and then spinning around with a vicious Strike VII, whatever was remaining of ANTHEM’s cerebral cortex after Ridley’s attack, surely demolished with one quick strike, ANTHEM shaking as he hits the ground, Chance Emmerson standing over top of him as the sound of the bell rings and Emmerson turns and looks at the referee, the ten count, differing from the twenty count Chance has grown accustomed to being his downfall.
Phillip Jones: Ladies and gentleman, the following contest is a draw due to double count-out.
One mistake is all it takes to lose a championship…
…and Umeko.
On this night however the bell is not going to stop Emmerson as he grabs a hold of ANTHEM, the spasms coming to a halt as his body grows lifeless. Chance turns around and knows that he has center stage, he has fourty thousand eyes bearing down on him as he lifts him up and carries him towards the back, going up the entrance ramp before looking down at the production equipment below.
Chance: I’m sorry, but this is the way it must be.
With that Chance lifts ANTHEM up onto his shoulders running near the precipice before letting go of him and sending ANTHEM down towards the production equipment with the Tigers Heaven. The crowd watches as almost as if in slow motion ANTHEM lands right on his neck amongst the equiptment which begins to fizzle before eventually the short circuit blows, the explosion rocking the arena. Chance however is gone however, not caring to witness the carnage as the smoke clears, the lifeless body of ANTHEM resting amongst the electrical equiptment, the crowd hushed in awe at the sheer brutality and the evolution of Chance Emmerson.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 31, 2009 17:11:35 GMT -5
Segment: The Final Stop! (Credit: BK London)
Eddie Edison: And Dusknoir delivers a FirePunch that Sceptile just can’t seem to get up from – therefore, the Latino and Alicia advance.
BK London and Jake Cheng watch the huge screen backstage as both Alicia and Latino celebrate their victory, and London looks completely focused – not taking his eyes off Alicia at all.
Jake Cheng: So we’re going to be facing them, huh?
BK London: Yeah…we are…
Jake Cheng: So, are you scared at all?
BK London: Scared? Not at all. I can’t be scared of her Jake, I just won’t allow myself to be. If I’m scared of her now and lose, what’s going to happen when I have to face her in that gym battle for my final badge? Shadow is already on his way to the Pokemon League, and he lost – I have to prove to them, I have to prove to everyone that I belong.
Jake Cheng: I hear ya. We’ll face them tomorrow, and we’ll win.
BK London: No doubt.
Jake Cheng: Let’s head back to our hotel rooms.
And with that BK London and Jake Cheng begin to head out of the lounging area backstage, only to see that Alicia and Latino are entering the area at the same time. They stop, exchange a glance – and smile.
BK London: Quite an impressive battle, you guys have been nothing but dominant.
Latino: Thank you, you guys have pulled out some impressive wins yourselves.
Jake Cheng: Thank you.
Alicia Laureano: BK, I’m looking forward to our double battle tonight – I want you to consider that a preview for our next battle at the gym. Ok?
BK London: I wouldn’t think of it any other way. I hope you’re ready to lose to me twice in a row though.
Alicia Laureano: Twice? I don’t even plan to lose once. Bring you’re A game boys, because we’ll be bringing our A+.
A brief staredown, almost parallel to an ACW segment, and both BK London and Jake Cheng take their leave. London stops however, and takes one final look back at Alicia – and then takes off. The final is sure to be a big one.
BK London and Jake Cheng vs. Alicia Laureano and Victor Laureano.
NEXT!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 31, 2009 17:12:10 GMT -5
Title: Turmoil (Part 3) Credit: Trent Wheeler
The sound of seagulls is heard in the air. Waves crash upon the rocks. Trent Wheeler is sleeping on a lounge chair near the ocean. He slowly awakes, a dazed look in his eyes.
Trent Wheeler Wha...Is that the beach?
Ryan Stark Hey Trenty! Your finally awake!
Wheeler jumps out off his chair and gets ready to fight, but collapses on the ground. Stark goes to help Wheeler up, but is pushed away.
Ryan Stark What happened Trenty?
Trent Wheeler What do you mean what happened? You took my title and attacked me! Ahhh man...my head is killing me.
Ryan Stark Stole your title and attacked you? What are you talking about Trenty boy? We've both been out here on Maimi Beach, celebrating your win. Everybody left a little while after you fell asleep.
Trent Wheeler Yeah Rai! Then explain why my head is hurting! Don't say because of the party 'cus you know I don't drink!
Ryan Stark Trenty calm down a bit! You got hit in the head by a falling coconut. That's why you laid down remember?
Trent Wheeler A coconut? Was everything a dream then? Would be one hell of one if it was. Wait wait wait. Do coconuts even grow in Florida?
Ryan Stark They do today but that doesn't matter! We're done relaxing, you need to continue training!
Trent Wheeler Continue? When the heck did we start?
Ryan Stark Oh come on Trenty! I'm been training you all along! Now let's get to the gym.
Stark waves his hand for Wheeler to follow him. Wheeler stands there for a second, with a blank expression. He looks out to the ocean, then shakes his head and leaves.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 31, 2009 17:12:27 GMT -5
Segment: Dr. ShadWho (Part 4) (Credits as previously)
Dave comes around to the sound of vague voices. Shaking himself awake, he gets up, a little shaky. Then he sees Alicia, sitting up on the floor near the door. He hurries over.
Dave:: What happened? Are you OK?
Alicia nods.
Alicia: Still here, I think... Chris just went by. I think, I hope... we’re back where we should be. Find him, the match still isn’t decided...
Dave nods, and without another word, runs outside.
Chris continues running down the hallways of the ACW arena, looking desperately for an escape from Dave Shadow. However, no matter how fast he runs, he can always hear Dave approaching from behind, inching closer and closer with every second. Chris turns a corner and just runs, heading up some metal steps, past the gorilla position and through the curtains, out into the entrance area.
As Chris disappears out through the curtains, Dave spots a referee and grabs him by the shirt, yanking him along.
Dave: You! Follow me now!
Dave leads the ref through the curtain. For a few moments, everything goes bright, the dazzling arena lights blinding Dave. This is all the time Chris needs. He was standing right beside the entrance way, laying an ambush for Dave.
Ref: It’s a trap!
Unfortunately, it’s no used trying to warn Dave. Chris clubs him over the back of the head, flooring the World Champ, and leaving him on the ground. Dave moves his hand to his head, trying to ease the pain, but Chris drives his foot into the gut of the champ. The ref stands back, as Chris dives on top of Dave, mounting him and grabbing him by the collar. The crowd boo, but think this is just an angle for tonight’s show, not realising how long this battle has been going on for.
Chris: You know what, Dave? I am so sick and tired of playing second fiddle to you. I’m sick and tired of having to listen to everyone rant about how great you are while I get passed over and ignored.
Dave: What can I say, Chris? Guess I just attract adoration naturally.
Dave laughs but this only enrages Chris more. Chris drives a fist across his jaw, starting to punch him repeatidly, before standing up and starting to drag Dave down to the ring. The crowd continue to boo, as some children even start crying, afraid Dave is going to be seriously hurt. Chris rolls him into the ring, and follows him in. Dave tries crawling, trying to get back to his feet. However, another boot to the back of the head takes Dave down again. Dave tries to remain tough though, continuing to mock him.
Dave: What’s wrong Chris? Annoyed that no matter when you try to beat me, I’ll always overcome your trivial attempts.
Chris: Perhaps I was too overambitious tonight. Maybe I didn’t need to travel through time and space. I seem to be doing a good enough job of kicking your ass right here and now. So tell me Dave. Any last words before I end your career for good?
Dave: Actually, no. I think I’ll just lie here in silence for a while. And listen.
Chris: Listen? What are you on about?
Dave puts one hand to his mouth, placing a finger on his lips. He uses his other to motion to the crowd. Only now does Chris realise that the booing has stopped, replaced instead with the crowd slowly starting to chant Dave’s name. “Shadow! Shadow! Shadow!”
Chris: What? This is your big plan?
Dave doesn’t reply, but the chants get louder and louder.
Dave: This is my plan, Chris. They all know our story. And together, they all have such an amazing power. They can believe in me. The thousands here. The millions watching at home. One thought spreading across the globe as they see me being beaten. All of them with one thought, one voice. They want me to make my comeback Chris. They want me to win. They want me to beat you.
Dave slowly starts to get up as Chris looks round him, his eyes open in horror. The entire crowd are now on their feet cheering and chanting Dave’s name, willing him with all their might to make a comeback. The noise goes through Chris' head like a gunshot, as he tries to block the chants out.
Chris: Stop this! STOP THIS RIGHT NOW!
Dave: No matter how far back in time you travel, no matter how hard you try Chris...you can’t stop them thinking.
A light surges from behind Dave, forcing Chris to cover his eyes. Dave walks slowly towards him, his arms outstretched, the light making him seem almost angelic.
Chris: You can’t do this. It’s not fair!
Dave: You know what happens next, Chris. You know what I am going to say.
Chris: NO!
Chris huddles back towards the corner, as Dave just keeps walking. The entire crowd are now at deafening pitch, screaming Dave’s name. Dave walks forward and comes to within an inch of Chris. Chris looks at him, as the two just stare at each other. The light becomes less bright, allowing Dave and Chris to stare into each other’s eyes. For moments, there’s utter silence. And then, Dave speaks....
Dave: It’s ok Chris. I forgive you.
Dave jumps, grabs Chris by the head and connects with the “Blink”. The entire crowd cheer, as Dave rolls Chris over and covers him. The ref Dave brought with him looks confused but realises it’s time to do his job. He makes the count.
1...
2...
3!!!
Dave clambers to his feet, as the ref grabs his arm and raises it.
Edison: Um.....what the hell just happened? Did someone stick an extra match on the front of the card?
McNally: Well, it looked like Dave made a comeback thanks to the power of the crowd’s belief in him. When they all wanted him to win, he won. You know, just like when someone makes a hot tag in a tag match. No matter how hard Chris wanted to fight back, he was no match for the heart of the crowd.
Dave stands over Chris, mouthing the words “I’m sorry, I’m so, so sorry” to him, as we fade once more.
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