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Post by Kim Jong CP on Feb 10, 2010 20:39:03 GMT -5
Buddy Ghee vs. Alex Trixer
The Red Panther vs. Scorpion
Frankie Siano vs. Mr. Red
VorteX vs. Trace Armstrong
Entertainment Championship Criminal (c) vs. "The Soul of Philly" TJ
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Feb 10, 2010 20:43:17 GMT -5
Offical Confirmation... By Dave Shadow Once again, fans of ACW find themselves greeted with Sam Hawthorne standing at the top of the stage. The crowd have fallen silent, as he raises a microphone up to his mouth, ready to talk....
Hawthorne: Last week, the last image that people saw on their screens was that of six of ACW’s “finest” wrestlers brawling it out in the ring. Chaos and anarchy, a lack of control, took over the ring, and in the process, these six men embarrassed ACW. They embarrassed my company, and worst of all, they embarrassed each and every one of you. The crowd boo, showing their disagreeance with Hawthorne. There’s nothing that the ACW fans love more than a good old fashioned fight, especially when it’s six of the top guys in ACW. Hawthorne, trying to ignore their reaction, pushes on with his speech. Hawthorne: And then, Dave Shadow, after everything I said, had the cheek to climb out of the ring and announce a match for Ragnorak. I guess he missed the part of the show last week whereby I said that I and I alone book the matches. Dave Shadow may be champion but that does not mean he has the power to make matches. Regardless, Dave Shadow did provide me with a good idea. The idea of seeing him having to defend against five people is intriguing and as such, I am officially confirming the match. At Ragnorak, it will be Dave Shadow, Thunderkiss, Michael Smart, Chris Phenomenal, Vortex and Jack Jefferson in a six way match. And it will be for the World Heavyweight Championship. And now, the crowd start cheering loudly. This is a match that everyone wanted to see and now with the official announcement, they can start getting really excited for it.
Hawthorne: With that said, I will stress once more that I do not accept situations such as the one which developed last week. And I expect each and every member of the ACW to respect my direction for ACW, and respect my authority. I will not accept another show of barbarism again. And with that, Hawthorne turns and walks back through the curtains, allowing ACW to begin their show proper....
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Feb 10, 2010 20:46:49 GMT -5
After the welcome from Chairman Hawthorne, we cut away to the ACW Warfare Video, clips of everyone's favorite super stars shown on the screen before coming in to the pyro and panning around the crowd, signs and banners in the air before we settle on Maxwell McNally and Eddie Edison at ringside, running down tonight's card before we cut to a reply of the end of last weeks show.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Feb 10, 2010 20:48:26 GMT -5
Segment: Tough Guy, Part 1 (Credit: Freeman/?)
It’s a fine evening as Trace Birmingham arrives at the arena. Two weeks ago he made a statement. He was a new Trace Birmingham, and he intended to enforce it today. He looks at the arena, and then looks at Greg beside him.
Trace: Today’s the day!
Greg: For what?
Trace: CMON! Don’t you remember? Today it is time for THE NEW TRACE BIRMINGHAM!
Greg: Ah yes…how could I forget?
Trace: RIGHT! Super tough-guy Trace Birmingham! Its like…all these people like me, but they just don’t respect me enough! So today I SHOW THEM WHY THEY HAVE TO RESPECT ME. And I do that by BEATING SOMEBODY UP!
Greg: What?
Trace: Well, yeah! That’s like…the only way to get respect. We are in the PRO WRESTLER world. And all awesome pro wrestlers beat each other up! For no reason! Just backstage and stuff. Like Flamingo! He’s got his fork thing, and everybody’s afraid of him!
Greg: Well, yes, but unless you plan to stab people with a fork...
Trace: Well, Flamingo’s like the anti-me! Or I’m like the anti-Flamingo! I dunno…but like…he’s this mean evil guy that goes around with his fork. But I’m a good guy!
Greg: Who beats people up?
Trace: Well, yeah, because I need to earn respect! But I’m still a good guy ‘cause I use my tough-guy-ness for good! Like if there was a terrorist or something? Or some evil heel guy maybe. So cmon let’s go inside!
And they do, and are met by “The Interet” Kevin Anderson
Kevin: Hey Trance! I’m looking for somebody to interview, and---
Trace: Hey, listen man! I don’t care what Dave Shadow’s been telling you but NOBODY calls me by my real name!
Greg: You’re being quite confrontational, aren’t you Trace?
Trace: WELL THE NEW TOUGH GUY TRACE BIRMINGHAM TAKES NOTHING FROM NOBODY
Kevin: Er…
Kevin has no idea what he’s talking about with Dave Shadow, and he’s not even sure what he’s saying now.
Kevin: Er…that might be a double negative or something.
Trace: Ya know what Kevin? NO, I WILL NOT BE INTERVIEWED! Take that! Yea! Score one for Trace Birmingham.
Kevin: Well, fine…I guess I’ll just find somebody else.
Kevin begins to leave, but suddenly…
Trace: HEY WAIT NO!
Kevin: ?
Trace: …I do wanna be interviewed actually.
Kevin: …
Trace: …
Greg: …
Kevin: Um…but you just said---
Trace: well yeah…but…Im a tough guy now Kevin, so I was giving you an ultimate matum.
Greg: Oh, aren’t YOU the master negotiator?
Trace: Thanks, Greg! ^_^
Kevin: Well, uh, so basically what I want to know is---
Trace: So basically I’m a tough guy now, and I just want an interview thing so I can tell everybody, and they all know.
Kevin: Well…ok…but I was going to ask---
Trace: And basically like…ya know…I want everybody to know that like…I’m not some guy to mess with anymore!
Kevin: Oh, come on…you? A tough guy? Even I could beat you up!
This sudden show of aggressiveness from Kevin is surprising for sure…And as Trace is fuming, Kevin walks away, knowing that this interview is probably over.
Trace: DID YOU HEAR THAT?
Greg: Yes, I did.
Trace: DID YOU HEAR WHAT HE SAID?
Greg: Yes.
Trace: I MEAN…GAAAAH! That’s it Greg! That’s it! It’s time I took a STAND!
Trace picks up a steel chair that is placed at a table to his side
Trace: Im gonna PROVE that Im the toughest most strongest pro wrestler ever because the next person who comes in this door…IM GONNA KNOCK THEM OUT WITH THIS CHAIR
Greg: …What?!
Trace: Yeah! Then everyone will know Im tough! ‘Cause I’m gonna like…send a guy to the hospital.
Greg: Won’t that make people dislike you? I thought you were trying to make them respect you.
Trace: Yea but sometimes you have to take a stand and then everyone respects you! Like…ya know…everyone thinks this guy’s a joke…right? Like in all the movies or something…then BAM he like…punches somebody out and then everyone’s like….0_0…and then they all are like "wow that guy is tough I respect him so much yet I still kinda like him cause he’s really a nice guy and I even like him more cause now I respect him." Ya know what I mean?
Greg: Of course to do that, you’d have to actually knock somebody out.
Trace: And that’s what the chair’s for!
Greg: …Listen, Trace. This has gotten out of hand, and maybe being a “tough guy” isn’t such a good idea after all.
Trace: You don’t think I can do it?!
Greg: I didn’t say that
Trace: But you think it right?
Greg: Well…
Trace: I PROMISE YOU THE NEXT GUY THAT COMES IN HERE THEY ARE GOING TO BE BEATEN UP BY TRACE BIRMINGHAM, GOT IT?!
Greg is a bit taken aback by the anger of Trace. Trace sees this, though taking Greg’s surprise for fear
Trace: Oh…sorry Greg! I didn’t mean to scare you but Im just to tough for my own good, right? Haha!
Greg: Whatever you say…
It is then that the door opens! Trace raises the chair and steps in front of the door!
Trace: Here we go!
He raises the chair higher, an eager expression on his face...then he pauses....slowly that expression begins to fade.
Trace: …
The camera zooms out…it’s Chris Phenomenal!
Trace: …Er…uh…*gulp*...HEEEEEeeeey there man!
Chris Phenomenal: …You look familiar but I can‘t quite place it?[/color]
Trace: Er…Im…Trace Birmingham don’t you…know? I’m…ya know…Im one of your fella…ACW-mates!
CP: Wait, it just hit me, you‘re that Trance Armstrong guy?
Trace: GAAAAH! DAVE SHADOOOOOOOOOOOOW!
CP: What?
Trace: Oh, I’m feuding with Dave Shadow too! Kinda like you were…cept…I didn’t beat him and his brother up or anything…you know he’s been telling everyone my real name and stuff and who knows what else. Also, I think he tapped my phones or something…like George Bush or something like that. So yeah…you know what I mean?
CP: …No. And why are you standing in front of the door holding a chair? Afraid of the boogeyman or something?
Trace looks at the chair in his hands in surprise
Trace: Well how did…er…THAT get there?
He drops it.
Trace: I’m just here…to…welcome you to the arena! Hi! Er…good thing ya got here…safe…!
CP: …
Trace: Um…
Trace awkwardly sticks out his hand and shakes CP’s, putting a big forced smile on his face
Trace: So uh…good luck tonight! If you..have...a match or anything...
CP narrows his eyes, confused at what the heck is going on, and then he walks on. Silence is near, but in the distance Chris is heard murmuring as Greg looks at Trace.
CP: Good, lord.
Greg: …?
Trace: …what?
Greg: So…what was that?
Trace: …uh…hm?
Greg: What happened to Mr. Tough Guy. Weren’t you supposed to leave him on the floor? You said the next person who came in.
Trace: Um…yeah…I did…but…ya see….
He fidgets.
Trace: Yeah, but weren’t you listening?! I said the NEXT ACW SUPERSTAR WHO COMES THROUGH THIS DOOR.
Greg: Yes, I know.
Trace: Well, that was the FIRST superstar. I said the NEXT one.
Greg rolls his eyes
Greg: Of course…
Trace: You really should listen more often Greg.
Trace picks up the chair again, seemingly having regained his composure.
Trace: NOW GET READY GREG, BECAUSE IT’S TIME FOR TRACE BIRMINGHAM TO GET SOME RESPECT!
Fade.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Feb 10, 2010 20:51:08 GMT -5
Pre-match Starvation Credit: Criminal The scene opens up showing Criminal at a McDonalds across the street from the arena in Oakland, California. Criminal is feet from the door before getting bombarded by ACW fans and media.Child1: Criminal, you are my favorite wrestler. [glow=red,2,300]Criminal[/glow]: Yea, most people do admire the great ones, like myself. Criminal adjust the Entertainment Championship on his shoulder and tries to push through the crowd, but has no luck.Adult1: I use to respect you, until you joined SLA. What the Fuck where u thinking. [glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] If any of you idiots followed my career you know that I am all about glory. SLA promises me things, great things, that I know are in my grasps. This title is nothing compared to what will be soon to come. TMZ cameraman: Criminal, Why the move from ACW. They gave you the oppurtunity to become champ, and you quickly turn your back on them. [glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] I didn't turn my back on anyone. I am still a part of ACW...Well a minor part until SLA takes over. What part of I am going to receive great things don't you all understand. The stakes have been risen. I am bringing this championship to an all new level. Kid1: Can I have your autograph? Just then a long black limo pulls up. Along the side in red letters reads "World Wrestling University". Criminal quickly tries to get inside but is unable to by the amount of media and fans present.[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] PEOPLE GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY! TMZ cameraman: Criminal do you always turn your back on people that give you a chance? A man in a long black trench coats walks up, and places his hand on the camera man before Criminal can even answer.Man: From what I have seen this man is a loner. Him joining SLA is something that even I don't understand. I guess fame can change a person. Kid1: Hey, I have seen you before. [glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] Skullz, how nice of you to stop by. Is there a reason that you are here. Skullz: Don't try to bullshit me, kid. You know that you ran out on the WWU. [glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] I did no such thing. The talent was weak, no competition. Skullz, you know as well as I do that people back in the WWU stood no chance against regular competition. Skullz: The point is that you held multiple championships at a time, and still walked out. Criminal switches the Entertainment championship to the other shoulder, trying to gloat in front of his former boss.Skullz: Is that suppose to astonish me? I am well aware of your talent, and yet still a little ashamed. [glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] Ashamed of what? The fact that at my last show on WWU, I heisted your ass in front of millions and walked out. Or is it my blantant disregard for management. I made you billions, and yet once I left your federation failed. TMZ cameraman: Guys, I'm sorry to inturrupt by who are you. Skullz: I am the former owner of WWU. This man ran me into the ground, and once given a break he ran with it. [glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] I don't need a break. I have worked for everything I have recieved here in the ACW. Skullz: There you go, my point exactly, ACW... NOT SLA [glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] I don't think that anyone really understands the big picture here. I join with them and get boo'ed. I walk out with the Entertainment Championship, and fans throw shit at me. Skullz, here the fans don't depend on me. I don't have to be Mr. Nice Guy. I can be the felon that I have spent my whole life being. Skullz: Suite yourself, but I will be in the arena, and you better make me proud. [glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] Why would I be worried about you. Skullz: Well lets just say that if you lose... after all disappointment... I will be sure to find you, and get my sweet revenge. Now make me proud, and show me why you turned your back on those that gave you a chance. Skullz quickly walks off back to the limo. Criminal continues to try and push himself into the McDonalds, but the kid is still standing in front of him. Now holding a pen and a piece of paper[glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] Can you move, so I can eat before my match tonight. Kid1: I was just wanting the autograph that I have asked for a few minutes ago. [glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] All you children are all the same. Criminal snatches the pad and pen from the child, signs his name, and walks into the McDonalds before another fan can question him. Once inside the media seems to follow. Criminal approaches the register and orders his food.TMZ: Criminal, did you walk out on the WWU. [glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] Do you guys really have no fucking life. I didn't walk out on anyone, I achieved what I wanted to achieve and once no one could take it from me I thought it was time for new competition. However, Skullz, did not feel that way. He thought that because he made me, he could break me. I proved him wrong, I came to ACW became the Entertainment Champion, and then joined the SLA fraction to rise to the top with the greats. TMZ: Are you a bit scared for your match with TJ tonight? [glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] Oh, you know about that match. You must be a fan. TMZ: I have been watching since before the tour. Even before you came to the ACW. [glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] Well then even you should know that I am never scared. I am one of the biggest talents this federation has ever seen. This gold on my soulder Isn't just given to anyone. You have to earn it, kinda like your paycheck. If you don't come out and irritate celebrities do you still get paid. TMZ: Well, I get an hourly rate. [glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] Well I get a salary rate, where in one week I could pay your salary for an entire year. I'm sick, and tired of everywhere I go there is someone trying to get something from me. Either an autograph, or a few quick words. TMZ: What are your plans for the Entertainment championship. [glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] My plans? Who needs plans? Do you plan your questions? Well, all I know is that if somehow TJ gains the Entertainment Championship from me, it will only be the beginning of a long fued with him. He will not get far with it, before I come back and gain what is mine. MCD manager: Criminal, your food is ready. [glow=red,2,300]Criminal:[/glow] Now get out of my face, so I can eat and do what I do best. WIN! Criminal quickly grabs the food, and runs to the limo, diving in before the fans can reach him. Scene fades.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Feb 10, 2010 20:52:58 GMT -5
Buddy Ghee vs Alex Trixer As written by Buddy Ghee [/u][/center] Phillip stands from his chair to signify the first match is about to start. He climbs the steps and ducks under the rope, as the audience hangs in anticipation. He brings the microphone to his lips.Phillip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Our first contender, weighing in at 205 pounds, hailing from Miami, Florida: ALEX TRIXER! Mirror Mirror begins to play as Alex enters through the curtain. He gives and receives high fives from the fans as he moves down the isle. He runs up the ring steps and climbs up the turnbuckle to raise his arms and play to the crowd. He jumps down, ducks below the top rope, and jumps around in anticipation.Phillip: And, his opponent, from New York City, weighing in at 195 pounds, Buddy Ghee! Shining Star by Earth Wind and Fire fills the arena, met with a smattering of boos. At the horn sting, Buddy bursts out from behind the ring. He rolls his arms and throws his fist into the air. As the first verse begins, he sprints down the isle, and slides under the bottom rope. He raises his head and shouts something, but it's drowned out by the music. The two move to their respective corners. He looks to each one to make sure they're ready, and signals for the match to start.Buddy instantly runs to the ropes and rebounds, going for a drop kick, but Alex ducks as Buddy flies to the ropes and catches his throat on the top rope. The audience groans in empathetic pain. Alex quickly ascends the top rope. He leaps off in a position that sees him falling with his thighs coming down on Buddy's shoulders, further damaging his throat. The referee turns him around and tells him to watch the throat shots. Buddy rolls off the rope and collapses on the mat. He sees Alex begin to move towards his arm to drag him into the ring, and rolls out of the ring. He stands up and stares at Alex, rubbing his throat. ONE!Alex moves towards the ropes, trying to goad him into returning. A mistake on his part, however, as Buddy wraps his arms around his opponent's legs, and scoops them out from under him. TWO!Buddy supports himself with the bottom rope as he climbs back into the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle and issues a moonsault to his fallen foe. He leaps to his feet and drags Alex to the center as he goes for the cover. 1... Kickout! Buddy knew where this could be going. He stood his opponent up, bent him over, a delivered a scissor kick straight across his back, dropping him. He climbed to the second rope and sat in waiting. Alex clamored to his feet, only to be met with a leaping Buddy Ghee, wrapping him in a bulldogging headlock, putting him back down. He tried for the pin. 1... 2... Kickout! Alex barely summoned the strength to kick out. Alex got to his feet to the clapping, cheering, and stomping. He delivered a punch. And another. And lurched to the ropes, rebounding to slam his heel into the side of Buddy's face with a sickening smack. He then stood his foe up and brought him to the ropes. he hopped to the top rope and springboarded into a DDT. The momentum caused him to bend forward into the pin position. 1... 2... Kickout! It wasn't enough to put him down. Alex moved straight to the turnbuckle, ascending the top rope, watching Buddy intently, waiting as he struggled to find his feet. As soon as he found them, he was met with a diving clothesline. Alex once again drove for the pin, hooking the leg this time. 1... 2... Kickout! Buddy turned to peel his shoulders from the mat. Alex moved to bring him to his feet, but was shocked to find Buddy yanking his feet from under him. Fists rained into Alex's face as the referee broke the hold. Buddy jumped to his feet and brought Alex to the same position. Alex was staggering, delusional, trying to find Buddy. Buddy wouldn't be found on the mat, as he was already ascending the turnbuckle. He leaped into a shooting star, wrapped his arm around Alex's head, and dropped him into a DDT. Even the crowd had to cheer for such an impressive display. Buddy went for the pin. 1... 2... 3! Shooting Star starts up again. There are a few scattered cheers, but it's dominated by boos. Buddy climbed to his feet, smiling at his new victory. He exited the ring with his fists in the air.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Feb 10, 2010 20:54:46 GMT -5
Segment: Tough Guy, Part 2 (Credit: Freeman/?)
The camera fades in. Trace is standing eagerly with a steel chair, while Greg is sitting in another one off to the side, looking slightly bored.
Greg: So Trace, you going to think up any more excuses to get you out of beating down the next person?
Trace: Excuses? I MAKE NO EXCUSES. I told you the NEXT ACW SUPERSTAR THAT WALKS IN THIS ROOM I AM GOING TO DESTROY! And that is FINAL!
Greg: Final, eh?
Trace: Yeah, and I---
Suddenly a ceiling tile that must not have been in very good condition falls to the ground just inches to the left of Trace, who jumps almost high enough to HIT the ceiling.
Greg: …Seems that these small arenas aren’t in the best of condition
Trace seems visibly shaken.
Trace: This…THIS IS GOING TOO FAR GREG
Greg: What?
Trace: DAVE SHADOW IS TRYING TO KILL ME NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Greg: Oh, good lord…
Trace: Don’t you see? HE TRIED TO DROP THAT ON MY HEAD! WELL DAAAAAAAVE?
Trace begins shouting loudly, sure that Dave Shadow is nearby
Trace: DAVE, YOU CAN TRY ALL YOU WANT. BUT TRACE BIRMINGHAM WILL NOT BE KILLED OR DEFEATED! I DON’T KNOW WHY YOU STARTED THIS THING…BUT LIKE…ILL FINISH IT!!!!!
Greg: I have a feeling he can’t hear you.
Trace: He’ll hear me!
Greg: And how are you going to finish it?
Trace: Huh?
Greg: You said you’d finish it.
Trace: Well…I was just…ya know saying what those tough-guy wrestlers say…I gotta scare him, ya know? Anyways this is happening every week now! He won’t let this feud end! And ya know what?
Greg: What?
Trace: I---
Suddenly the door begins to open again, and Trace grabs the chair, spinning around and holding it up, attempting to look as intimidating and tough as possible. But his expression fades again…as in walks…THUNDERISS. The SLA Champion looks down at Trace, as Trace’s eyes widen.
Thunderkiss: Hey, are you the new jerkoff who takes my bags? They are right over there. Well, don't look at me all stupid, go do your job or you won't have one when I take over things around here.
And Thunderkiss walks right past him, seemingly not noticing the chair, or recognizing Trace. Trace remains frozen, and doesn’t move until after TK has long passed…Greg seems to find this slightly amusing.
Greg: Well?
Trace: …what?
Greg: What happened there? Why did you let him talk to you like that Tough Guy? Cmon…you said Phenomenal was the first guy…so then Thunderkiss was the next guy. Why aren’t they wheeling Thunderkiss out on a stretcher?
Trace: Um…
Greg: Thought so. Look, I think it’s time that you---
Trace: BECAUSE…er…I said the NEXT ACW SUPERSTAR WHO WALKS IN THIS DOOR.
Greg: So?
Trace: WELL THUNDERKISS IS AN SLA SUPERSTAR! Not an ACW one!
Double facepalm from Greg.
Trace: Anyways, I’m still waiting! Man you’d think it wouldn’t take this long for somebody to walk in that fits the bill right?
Greg: Just…I give up…
Trace: Anyways, don’t worry Greg, I’m sure someone else will walk in soon!
Fade.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Feb 10, 2010 20:58:48 GMT -5
WAR! HUH! YEAH! WHAT IS IT GOOD FOR..... By Dave Shadow & TJ As we cut backstage once more, we find ourselves in the dressing rooms, where Dave Shadow is standing beside a monitor, watching the show unveil itself. The crowd cheer as he comes on the screen, a big smile on his face and the ACW World Title over his shoulder. Behind him, the door opens, and he turns to see who it is. Walking into the room is Dave’s current partner and other founding member of The Renaissance, The Soul of Philly, TJ.
Dave switches off the monitor and approaches TJ, starting to extend his hand.
Dave: Congratulations, Champ. I saw what the main event is for tonight. Entertainment Championship match. You and Criminal. This is a big match, TJ.The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Hey, look, I know I maybe calm on the outside, dude, I’m freaking out on the inside, between you and me. Come on, just thinking out about winning that title got me freakin’ out. Dave glances at the title belt on his shoulder, readjusting it.
Dave: God, I wouldn’t know anything about the pressure of title matches, would I?TJ lowers his head and laugh quietly.The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Touché my friend touché. Dave: Listen. I don’t mean to pile pressure on, cause I know right now, before such a big match, you’ve got enough on your mind. But you need to know how important this match is tonight. Not just for you, and the group, but the company as a whole. The fact Criminal joined SLA last week is sickening in and of itself. The fact he took that Entertainment Championship with him though....The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Dave, relax. That title is coming back home to ACW thanks to yours truly. Come on, I don’t call myself Greatness in its truest form for nothing. I know if I win I’m going to screw up whatever Thunderkiss and his “army” has planned to do, I know, so we can stop bringing that up. TJ walks over to his locker and opens it up. Dave realises that TJ might be getting a little bit stressed out about it, so walks over to his partner. Dave puts his hand on TJ’s shoulder.
Dave: Hey, don’t stress about it. You’ll do fine. I know you can do this tonight. But you need to keep a clear head and mind, cause otherwise, Criminal could get inside it and pick you apart. Can’t show any weakness tonight, understand.The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Criminal couldn’t get inside my mind if my skull was cracked open. Dave turns to walk away, but TJ isn’t finished talking yet.The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Sickened by SLA, huh? Really? Dave: Yeah. They are growing at a scary rate, TJ. Thunderkiss is dangerous enough on his own. With Rena, he was lethal. With others....The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Tell me about it. I don’t come to a company without learning from the past. You know, “those who don’t learn from history are doomed to repeat it”. There have been threats to ACW, but any that have gotten as serious and as strong this quick like SLA? Dave: I don’t know. I doubt it. And we’ve got our work cut out for us.The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ You defiantly have your work cut out for you. I don’t know about my plans for Ragnorak, but calling out 5 guys? You ok in the brain? Dave: What? I can take them. It’s only Thunderkiss, Jefferson, Phenomenal, Vortex and Smart. I can beat them.The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Yeah. It’s only a guy you’ve never beaten, a guy who you’ve been fighting non-stop for a year and a half and knows you better than anyone here, a guy who left you in a coma for weeks, a guy who came close to beating you less than two weeks ago and a new challenger you have never faced before and thus have no clue on if you can take him. Dave: God, TJ, when you put it like that....The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Yea, you regretting your decision already Mr. Overconfidence? Dave: It wasn’t overconfidence, TJ. Don’t think I’m not nervous or realistic about my chances going in to this match. Why I challenged all five is because I don’t want people to call me a coward. I want to be a fighting champion, and all five of those men had legitimate claims to a championship match. And those fans would be disappointed in me if I didn’t ask for the match. I’d rather go out in a massive blaze of glory than a boring old puff that no one remembers for reasons other than how boring my reign was.The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Well, all I know is if you do decide to go down in a blaze of glory, you can bet your ass I’ll be sitting there in the fire with you. Although, I’d rather you go with your brain some time rather than your guts. Save me a few years of my life. Dave: Thank you TJ. Let’s hope that come Ragnorak, they are still my guts placed firmly inside of me and not all over the canvas after a bloody war. The two men laugh but it a fake laugh, one filled with obvious tension and worry. The both sigh, and turn back to their own things, as a silence falls over the room. After a few seconds, TJ speaks again. Neither man looks at each other over the following exchange.The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Is that what it’s come to already? A war between ACW and SLA? Dave vs Thunderkiss? TJ vs I guess Rena? Fuck, I lost to her damn it, Dave you better beat Kiss. Dave: Yeap. And with me as World Champ and you potentially walking away with the Entertainment Championship tonight, we’ve got ourselves a brilliant view, right on the front lines.The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Oh I can see it now. New t-shirts: Me and you, wearing fatigues, helmets. ACW branded on our chests, and we’re stomping on SLA. I swear, we just find ways to get into this type of problems don’t we? Dave: We do seem drawn into them, don’t we?The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ I like just us on the shirts, but Dave, in the ring, back here, we’re gonna need some reinforcements. Dave: As in getting others to join The Renaissance?The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ No, as in some support beams in our rooms….OF COURSE I MEAN OTHERS! Even if it means brining people we don’t like. Dave: Believe me when I say I have been, TJ. But at the rate SLA are going, I’m not quite sure exactly who we can trust in this whole battle. Their ties run deep and that’s the most worrying thing of all. Their army is already so massive.The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Like I said, it might help us in the long run. I mean two guys can only do so much Dave. Losing Chris was a huge blow to the team. Dave: I will, TJ. Anyway, listen. Best of luck in your match tonight, TJ. Hopefully the next time I see you, I can call you “champ” too. TJ now turns to Dave, as Dave starts to walk towards the door.The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ Thanks, but, ah, where are you going? Dave: Well, since it’s a war, I thought I’d go and do a little pre-emptive work before tonight’s skirmish. Not that I’m saying you’ll need help, but still....The.Soul.Of.Philly TJ General Shadow, ha!. Dave: Exactly. Knock ‘em dead.And with that, Dave opens the door and walks out of the room, leaving TJ alone. TJ sighs loudly and shakes his head, as the scene fades to black.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Feb 10, 2010 21:02:22 GMT -5
Do As I Say….Or Suffer the ConsequencesCredit: CP, Frankie Siano, ThunderkissOne does not always get what they wish for, even if it’s in someone else’s best interest. Last week Thunderkiss laid down the gauntlet for Chris Phenomenal. Take out Dave Shadow, let Thunderkiss roll on to Ragnarok and Thunderkiss would take care of everything else. Despite the hatred between Shadow and Thunderkiss, Chris’ respect for Senator came in front of it and prevented anything from happening. With the announcement that Dave would be defending his title against not only Thunderkiss, but also Chris and three others the feud between not only Chris and Dave has finally reached a boiling point, but now what was once a matter of convenience for Kiss, removing quite possibly the strongest of Senator’s protégé’s ever, has become a necessity as he stands in his way of achieving his goal, bringing every ACW title belt to the SLA side.
As we come in from the commercial break to see Chris Phenomenal standing outside the back entrance to the Oracle Arena, the cool winter breeze coming off the pacific still refreshing as opposed to the ice covered eastern sea bed. As Chris looks up he sits awash in the cat calls from the SLA faithful, not all of them have been able to get tickets to get into the show but they will not allow there presence to be missed, especially with their idols newest enemy standing right next to them. As Chris looks up he bobs his head to the side, dodging a spit wad and then back the other way to dodge a half full can of Thundergy thrown at him, the sticky liquid spinning out and smacking Chris right in the face however drawing cheers from the crowd. Chris wipes his mouth.SLA Fan #1: Yeah, wipe it off, don’t swallow like a real cock-sucker you piece of ghetto shit.The fans are empowered by the group atmosphere as Chris turns his head and decides that the pollution level has gone up. As the door closes the raucous crowd gets louder but it’s nothing compared to the explosion from them as Chris Phenomenal goes tumbling back through the door and ends up on his ass. The crowd looks on smiling as he looks up at the door and then has his ear drums nearly shattered as Thunderkiss steps through the door immediately preceded by Frankie Siano. Chris tries to get up to his feet but the two begin to stomp Chris, the large boots of Thunderkiss reigning down with all his weight while Siano is doing his best Lou Thesz impression with an assortment of vicious stomps to every limb. Eventually the two back of slightly as Thunderkiss picks Chris up and slams him face first into the door and as he Chris comes staggering back he sees his face impression in the paint and then the fist of Siano who drops him to an ovation to the crowd.Thunderkiss: ARMY! Report in!Kiss Army: THUNDERKISS! THUNDERKISS! THUNDERKISS!SLA Fan #2: FUCK HIM UP FRANKIE!Kiss and Siano posture for the show loving crowd, and it effects them slightly as Chris gets up and throws a wild haymaker to the back of Thunderkiss head that catches him and sends him staggering as Chris and Siano go for round two, the two exchanging some blows before Chris manages to trip Siano up and send him to the ground and then resorts to some ground and pound and not leaving out knees either, connecting with ten scoring blows before Thunderkiss delivers a massive kick to the ribs of the crash Phenomenal, sending him rolling off of Siano as Thunderkiss goes back to work with a set of kicks, not wanting to get down on the ground and lose any sort of advantage his position has. Chris eats five or six before grabbing hold of TK’s leg and throwing him down with a quick twist and a trip from his leg but Siano is on him quickly as Chris is on one knee and is mawled back down.
The two continue to spar on the ground, Chris throwing some elbows from the bottom trying to ward Siano off and is able to and rolls to his feet, just missing another thunderous kick from the Ultimate Male.Kiss Army: Fuck him up Kiss! Fuck him up Kiss!This isn’t Tommy Gunn vs. Rocky, as much as Chris would love to get a chance to take to the streets one on one against Chris and avenge Tommy, this is a two on one scenario. As he back peddles, looking for an opening his brain is racing faster than it has before. Siano and Kiss stalk Chris as if they were lions on a wounded antelope who managed to stumble into there den, a fitting metaphor for this situation. As Chris finally reaches his end point, the rattle of chains signaling that he has nowhere left to go but forward, he waits for a second before springing at Siano and looking to take him out with a Superman Punch but Siano evades, having seen it coming from a mile away and takes advantage of the off balance Chris, tripping him up and this time the two won’t be denied there price of blood. Stomping Chris in his ribs, his head, his knee, his wrists, every exposed appendage gets trampled until finally Chris coughs and up comes some blood, the red liquid drawing out the cheers from the savage crowd, and a victory roar from there leader.Thunderkiss: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages! Step right up and feast your eyes on a real life public execution, SLA style! Charged with crimes against the entire Thunder Nation, Chris Phenomenal has been sentenced to death by public flogging. Is there anyone out there that wishes to lend a hand for tonight’s proceedings?!Sixty hands come into the air, everyone watching hoping to get a chance to show there support of Kiss as well as the status it would give them. Chris tries to get up but Siano notices and delivers another shot to the ribs.Thunderkiss: Hmm. Eeny, meeny, miny, moe...The crowd only gets louder, everyone gathered hoping to make a name for themselves until finally Kiss settles on someone with the best…assets.Thunderkiss: You, the blonde with the big bazookas. You look like you are full of spunk and I ain’t talking about my special blend. Ready to play pin the palm on the jackass?Filled with delight, the blond comes down and goes over to Kiss, copping a small feel and the expression on her face draws a smile from the Thunderman. She walks over to Chris, trying to get up to his feet as he looks up.Kiss Army Member: You want some of this hon?*SLAP* Frankie Siano: Shit, this broads sure knows how to use her hands, Thunder. Say baby, how about when you're done showin' me what your mouth can do, you can put 'em to use and make me sandwich? The well endowed women smiles as Chris grips his face, the vicious slap having landed flush. The women is not done however as he takes her leg back and slams it forward, Chris having gotten up to one knee leaves the door wide open as the foot connects and crumples Chris on impact, no man able to withstand a blow like that. As Chris hit’s the pavement again the crowd cheers as Kiss comes over and smiles as him and Siano look at the women who puffs her chest out for them and they both go down on the top of her voluptuous endowments and pop up to another elevation in the decibel as she strides away, leaving Thunderkiss and Frankie, all alone.Thunderkiss: You had chance after chance Chris and your chances have just run out. You are about the dumbest person I have ever had the displeasure of knowing. Here, you could have had it all, everything this business has to offer and you threw it all away for a broken down old man and a federation in even dire shape. Why, Chris? WHY? I cannot fathom your thought process, I truly cannot. What is it about Steve Phillips that would make a man throw his future away like you did? Despite my offer to better your career tenfold, Senator has made you a hollow shell of your former self. Do you not see what you have become with your very eyes?! It’s sickening. Well Chris, I can only come to the conclusion that you have lost it. You have been so brainwashed by the Senator any resemblance to your previous self has been lost forever. I have no choice but to put you out of your misery and brother, I am going to enjoy every second of it. No longer do I see you as being my protege or understudy, but another brick of the ACW foundation that needs to be demolished by the SLA wrecking ball.Thunderkiss stops as Chris Phenomenal has once again staggered to his feet, despite the punishment he has taken, he comes up and is taken back down by one blow from Thunderkiss, hopefully putting an end to the idiocy of coming back for more.Thunderkiss: And while I am kicking your ass, Chris, there is a question I want you to ask yourself. Where is your beloved Senator? I’ll tell you where he is. He is busy rubbing shoulders with his country club friends while you lay here at my feet bleeding for his sins. If you would have listened, if you would have used your brain you wouldn’t be in this predicament. Welcome to your new life, Chris Phenomenal. Welcome to being my punching bag. Know as I drive my fist into your body, I only think of it as being Phillips. The sins of the father are passed onto the son and trust me Chris, it’s a pretty long list.Thunderkiss turns his back to his fans as Siano and him return to the door and step back into the arena, the camera switching them as Thunderkiss walks past the Capitalists, hauling in some equipment for Senator.Kalb: Hey, it’s…Thunderkiss: Well howdy there, cowboys. Long time, no see. Say, since it looks like you guys are carrying out garbage for the old man you best go check right down there for a rather big piece of it. Trust me, it’s something ol’ Phillips won’t want someone else picking up, if you catch my drift.Kalb and Fitsharris look at each other as Senator catches up, having caught the last little bit and streaks back his arch-foe, the many years they have spent at each others throats telling him that Thunderkiss is dead serious. Streaking past, Senator calls back to the Capitalists to join him as they turn the corner, Thunderkiss and Siano laughing as the camera switches again to the back and Senator getting met by a consortium of jeers and spit wads as he sees Chris, trying as hard as he can to get towards the door. Fitzy and Kalb break through the door as well and spying Chris, shield him as Senator supports him back through the door, Fitzy getting hit by another thrown bottle of Thundergy before ducking out of sight and the shutting door ending our scene.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Feb 10, 2010 21:03:10 GMT -5
The Red Panther vs. ScorpionChris PhenomenalThe match between these two started off with Panther staring across at the imposing new comer, the aura of mystery surrounding Scorpion not phasing him. The two circled and came together violently in a collar and elbow tie up, Panther holding his ground for a moment until Scorpion backed Panther into corner and delivered a swift knife edge chop right to the chest of Panther. Another chopped followed before a cheeky elbow to the throat that stuns Panther as the Joey Reynolds, referee for this contest misses the blow. Scorpion whips Panther across the ring and follows him in with a corner clothesline that connects, rocking Panther and knocking him down and right in position for Scorpions charging knee strike that connects right in the middle of his nose as he pops onto the turnbuckle to slow himself down. Backing off, Scorpion took control of the match for the next two minutes, going to work with a series of holds and few high impact moves, getting a near fall with a bridging german suplex. Panther managed to steal the momentum though as Scorpion looked to end it quickly with an Eternus Moestitia, his spinning brain buster but Panther shifts his weight and falls over top and connects with a Russian Leg Sweep, turning the momentum in his favor. Quickly taking advantage, Panther jumps right onto the shoulder and pulls up on Scorpions arm, inflicting considerable damage to the AC joint but it’s easily countered as Scorpion takes his other arm and pulls the leg out from under Panther who does the Flamingo but leaves himself open for a quick switch and an elbow hook sweep that takes him down. Both men fight up to their feet and an impressive set of chain wrestling comes out, Panther eventually reversing an attempted Angle Slam into a hurricanrana that kept the momentum in his favor and nearly ended the match with a near two count. Panther got up to his feet and open getting there looked to connect with his patented Flying arm bar and did but only for a brief second as channeling his inner Rampage Jackson and slamming Panther right on the back of his head as the crowd is hushed at the viciousness of the blow. Scorpion pulls Panther into the center of the ring and covers him, it appearing to be anti-climactic but Panther kicked out as two as Scorpion looked down in frustration. From there Scorpion appeared to dominate, coming back with a dragon suplex and a two count, another knee strike for a two count and then finally a Tiger Driver again for a two count. As Scorpion rolled off the frustration appeared to be rooted deeper, though there were no outward signs of it. After taking a second too cool himself off, he turned around and was caught by Panther with a roll up and narrowly got out of it at two. As Panther staggered to his feet, still groggy he dodged a massive clothesline from Scorpion and as he turned around, Panther unleashed the frenzy with the Hawaiian Violence Party, a measure of twenty assorted strikes in ten seconds finally toppling Scorpion and nearly getting Panther the win as he himself got a two count. From there the match appeared to be in Panther’s favor, controlling it for much of the time with his expert submissions game and Brazillian Ju-Jitsu training but Scorpion managed to reverse a crucifix armbar attempt into a la-magistral cradle but only got a two. As Panther came up, Scorpion connected with a Tiger Driver but instead of covering Panther, hit his knees for a moment of prayer before getting out of the ring. The fans looked on perplexed as again Scorpion walked out, the ten count and the bell handing the match to The Red Panther. Winner: The Red Panther
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Feb 10, 2010 21:04:16 GMT -5
Tonights Warfare is brought to you...Thiago Gracie: VICTORY BY ARMBAR!
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Feb 10, 2010 21:06:58 GMT -5
Tonight, I Bring The Thunder. Chris Phenomenal and Senator
Earlier on this evening Thunderkiss managed to ambush Chris Phenomenal and along with his Sleezy and Easy partner Frankie Siano managed to send him to the infirmary. Now as he looks at the doctor shining a light in his eyes, checking for another concussion as he is surrounded by the capitalists and Senator Steve Phillips.
Chris Phenomenal: Would you get that shit out of my face.
Chris bats the penlight away from the doctor who backs off, disturbed at the ornery Phenomenal, his ribs heavily bandaged. Senator walks over and places his hand on the shoulder of Chris.
Senator: Chris, just let him do his job. We can take care of Aiden later, right now the focus should be on your health and making sure you will be ready come Ragnarok. We have big plans you…
Chris Phenomenal: I know about the plans damnit, it’s quite simple, go out, kick ass, win the match and the title. I can’t do that though sitting on this bench with some Freddy Blassie, pencil necked geek shining his little pecker in my eye.
Anthony Kalb sitting in the corner can’t help but laugh and draws the ire of an irritated Chris Phenomenal.
Chris Phenomenal: You think this is funny?
Kalb: You said…
Chris Phenomenal: I know what I said you little…
Kalb: Pecker! Right in your face. Welcome to San Francisco, home of the Golden Gate Bridge, Rail Cars and railing from…
Chris gets up off the desk and grabs hold of Kalb by the throat, nearly throwing him into the wall.
Chris Phenomenal: Look, we wouldn’t even be in this mess if you had done your job. You were supposed to keep watch as Kevin went outside and helped Senator, but you left, you had to go and leave me all alone and allowed Kiss to simply walk in and blind side me. So shut the fuck up or so help me God I’ll kill you, right here.
Chris looks at Kalb for a second before dropping him down and turning back to Senator and the doctor who gives him an even look.
Doctor: Well Chris, I think I’d like you to go to the hospital and…
Chris Phenomenal: Fuck no, I’m not leaving here until…
Doctor: Chris, I know you want to get out there and get some form of retribution…
Chris Phenomenal: Well no shit…
Doctor: but with your history I’d suggest you get at minimum a CT Scan. It doesn’t appear as if you’ve gotten another concussion however I’d like to err on the side of caution, especially with something like your brain.
Chris Phenomenal: Like hell I’m leaving. I’m going to go out there tonight and get Thunderkiss. There’s nothing more satisfying than listening to him grovel and it’ll be all the more sweeter in front of his band of crazed lunatics.
Chris looks at Senator, hoping he will support him here but Senator doesn’t give a telling look, taking a minute to gather himself before giving an answer.
Senator: Chris, I know what this means to you. You are proud and head strong and refuse to accept that Thunderkiss managed to win tonight, but you can not ignore the facts Chris. He may have won this battle, but you need to focus on the war.
Chris Phenomenal: Exactly, we’re right in the middle of his stronghold. What better way than to win than destroying him right here…right now.
Senator: As ideal as that might be Chris, the odds are stacked against us here. Go with the doctor and we will take the night off, you also can not forget what all else is going on.
This causes Chris brow to furrow, the images of Paige being taken away, held captive, in the magazine and then the attack on Frost Media rapidly running through his head. He looks back at Senator, seemingly caught by the sheer magnitude of the future, far more important than the present.
Senator: Just get the CT Scan and we will be fine, I promise.
Chris cracks, Senator’s calm tone and mastery of logic overwhelming the strong headed nature of Chris and getting through.
Chris Phenomenal: After the show, I’ll go. I’ll even let you drive if you’re worried I’ll skip out on it. Reasonable compromise?
Chris looks at Senator and then he Doctor.
Doctor: I really think it would be prudent to…
Senator: I believe it is Chris.
The doctor looks at Senator who freezes him with a glance as Chris immediately heads for the door, leading the way out as Senator and the Capitalists delay in following his lead.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Feb 10, 2010 21:09:06 GMT -5
Allies, now Enemies.... By Dave Shadow & Thunderkiss As we come back from commercial break, the cameraman has positioned himself backstage outside one of the many dressing rooms. The camera is zoomed right in on the three initials which adorn the front of the door, and the mere sight of them set the crowd into a frenzied mixture of cheers and boos.
“S.L.A”
Out in the arena, some of the group’s most faithful members start chanting the initials, eager to show their support for one of the newest movements in ACW. And, of course, by doing so, so too do they evoke a response from the old ACW faithful, a duelling chant for ACW starting up in the crowd. After a few seconds, a hand comes into shot and reaches towards the door. It hesitates, but only slightly, before knocking four times on the door.
After a few moments, the door opens up. The SLA portion of the crowd start cheering even louder, as the instantly recognizable Thunderkiss answers the door. He looks to see who has had the gall to come directly to the SLA dressing room, and as he sees who it is, a frown envelops his face. Thunderkiss folds his arms, let’s out a big sigh and leans against the frame of the door.Thunderkiss: Partner, I think you got the wrong door. For your sake you better.The camera slowly pulls back to reveal the identity of the “knocker”, and now the other half of the crowd start cheering loudly. Ghost white hair. ACW Championship over his shoulder. Massive cheesy grin. It can only be Dave Shadow. Dave holds one arm behind his back, hiding something from Thunderkiss’ view. If he was hoping his former partner would be curious as to what he is hiding, Dave must be disappointed, as Thunderkiss doesn’t even acknowledge it.
Dave: Awh, come on Teeks. Is that really the way you greet old friends?Thunderkiss: No. Personally I think my fist against your face would be more proper but we are kind of busy here scheming to kill your company. Whatever insanity brought you here better send you in the opposite direction and quick.Dave: But TK! I’ve come with a gift for you!Dave moves his hand round in front of him, revealing a black, plastic bag. Thunderkiss rolls his eyes, and doesn’t move, keeping his arms firmly folded. Dave stands there for a few seconds, bag extended, still smiling, wanting TK to take it. After a few moments of uncomfortable silence, Dave speaks through gritted teeth.
Dave: I’m not going till you open it up and look what’s inside.TK reaches out and snatches the bag from Dave, opens it up and pushes away from the door. He reaches his massive arm inside and pulls a black t-shirt out. Crumpling the bag up and throwing it on a technical box beside the door, he slowly unravels the shirt, making sure the front of it is facing him, away from the camera. As he realizes what the shirt is, his frown turns into an angry glare. He spins the shirt round, revealing that on the front of it are three initials. Those of “A.C.W”.Thunderkiss: What’s this for? For me to wipe my ass on?Dave: No, dude, listen. I was walking by a merchandise stand and I spotted that they were selling these ACW shirts. And given how much I know you love ACW right about now....Thunderkiss rolls the shirt back up and throws it onto the box beside the door, right beside the bag. He gives Dave one last dirty look and turns to walk back into the dressing room. Before he can though, Dave reaches out and throws his hand onto TK’s shoulder. Thunderkiss stops and slowly turns his head round to face Dave, a look on his face as much to say “That’s a really bad idea...”. He turns back to face Dave.Thunderkiss: Being a champion gives you a certain type of swagger that cannot be replicated without the title nor described. Such a man would not hesitate to lay his hand on my shoulder like you just did, but lets not forget that I am a champion too, Dave. Holding the SLA title belt gives me an aura, an aura that tells you or anyone else they best not lay a damn finger on me. I am king of the future; you are king of a soon to be irrelevant past.Dave’s smile has now nearly completely disappeared. He knew he was going to have to listen to one of Thunderkiss’ pro-SLA rants, but that still doesn’t make it any easier to listen to. Dave: Thunderkiss, do you know why I joined up with you back in the days of Zero Tolerance? Do you know why I joined Double Deuce?Thunderkiss: Because where I go, success is sure to follow. Look at what I did with the Entourage. Every member of the group went on to achieve great success thanks in part to my diligent efforts. I can’t blame you for wanting to revel in my shadow, everything I touch turns to gold.Dave: No. I joined you because as hated as I was, I knew that what we were doing was in the best interests of ACW. I knew that even if the fans couldn’t accept it, we had accepted that ACW had the potential to enter a new golden era if led by the right people. I joined you on your crusade then because we both realized just how special ACW was. But now, months later, we couldn’t have gone down more different paths. You...Thunderkiss: WELL AREN’T YOU A COMPANY MAN, DAVE SHADOW! Hey .. what’s that on your nose? Looks like a brown spot! IT IS! You have a big wad of Hawthorne’s shit on your nose Dave because you like to get down on all fours and please him like a good yes man. While you do that, I am out here in the real world changing this business for the better. I am here to save MY people from the sinking ship of Alpha Championship Wrestling.Dave: You were wrong. You are wrong. We had the same goals but we went completely different directions. For all your big talk, you saw exactly how hard we would have to work and you ran away. The idea of having to actually work hard was so scary that you went and created your own title. Me though? I knew how hard it would be and I put my head down and did what needed to be done. I went on and won the International title. I won the Emperor of the Ring. And I won the World Championship.Thunderkiss: You won those awards and accolades because this company is slowly dying and most anyone who has mattered has either hung it up or taken a better deal elsewhere. Let’s not forget I was absent for most of this time. These two factors have led you to believe you are something great, that you are someone worth mentioning when debating the all time greats. Well Dave Shadow, you are no Thunderkiss. You are a midcard level talent who cashed in on being at the right place at the right time. Let me ask you something, Dave. How will it feel when all your efforts will be eroded by myself and my movement? It must be an awful feeling to watch on as everything you worked hard for is washed away by someone who has better class and a better vision for this industry.A big smile spreads across the face of Shadow.
Dave: I like when people talk big. And you know what? For all the shit that comes out of your mouth, Thunderkiss, I really can’t wait to climb into a ring and take you down a peg or two. And for what it’s worth, I think that I won’t be the only one enjoying seeing you getting your ass kicked. Thunderkiss: Your arrogance will be your downfall. You’re on the losing side, Dave. Why exactly can’t you see that? Are you so blinded by your haughtiness that you think you’re going to be able to beat me?! You trained with me Dave. I taught you everything you know, but the thing is, I didn’t teach you everything I know.Dave: And I’m the arrogant one? You think that all I know, I learned from you? I trained under you, I studied you and I had the chance to learn your abilities inside and out. And that gives me the biggest advantage of all.Finally, Thunderkiss let’s a grin escape his steely expression. He pushes away from the door, and in doing so, stresses just how much bigger than Dave Shadow he really is. Shadow looks at his massive chest, his huge arms, and then looks up into his eyes. A smile spreads over Dave’s face as well.
Dave: Oooh, I’m so scared.Thunderkiss: Wow, acting like a grade schooler. I would not expect any less from the champion of ACW. I think our converation is done, Dave. For the rest of tonight just kick your feet up and enjoy watching Criminal as he takes out your butt monkey. And then, I’ll take out you. And when we have all the titles, everyone, you included, will have no choice but to accept the superiority of SLA. Just remember, don’t come asking for a job. You had your chance.Dave: Yeah, yeah. I guess we’ll see at Ragnorak. See you later...champ.Dave winks at Thunderkiss before turning and walking away. Thunderkiss stands and watches him go. In a weird way, Thunderkiss feels a slight pang of pride, seeing his former disciple having developed into such a confident champion. Still he also is fully aware of what must happen in a few weeks time. Dave has developed a tendency to talk a big game, but Thunderkiss has taken down bigger players than Dave Shadow. And as this thought crosses his mind, his smile grows a little bigger. It is only a matter of time now, and Dave’s confidence is simply a compensation for his knowledge of the inevitable.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Feb 10, 2010 21:11:21 GMT -5
Tonights Warfare is brought to you by.The Republicans
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Feb 10, 2010 21:13:49 GMT -5
Frankie Siano vs. Mr. RedChris PhenomenalThe match started off with both men staring each other down before coming together in a test of strength. Red looked to push back Siano a half step but Frankie ducked out and delivered an inside knee lift, breaking the hold, the second doubling him over and then firing an elbow strike to the back to the neck, dropping him to one knee. From there Siano used some old style wrestling with a flipping crucifix pin, Mr. Red kicking out at two keeping the match alive. For the next two minutes Siano managed to keep control of Red with a number of holds, eventually ending up with a stepover toe hold that was broken up by a well placed upkick from Red that gave him time to get up to his feet. The two came back together with a collar and elbow and this time Red took advantage with a go behind and then a waist lock takedown and preceded to spin over top with a front facelock. Siano worked up to his feet and fired a punch at the midsection of Red who eats it but takes down Siano with a neck breaker and a near fall. Controlling the pace Red whips Siano into the corner and connects with a clothesline, a snapmere and then a soccer kick to the back before a sliding dropkick and another two count as Mr. Red, the only three time entertainment champion appears to have control of the match. Picking him up, Red throws him into the ropes and looks to take him out with a dropkick but Siano holds on to the ropes and as Red hit’s the canvas comes over and goes for a cross legged jack knife pin but Red kicks out at two. The two men get up to their feet and exchange blows, Siano eventually getting the better and firing Red into the turnbuckle and he takes it in the front rebounding back into Hughes who connects with a vicious British Bulldog esque Powerslam that nearly ends it as Red throws his arm up at the last second. Looking to take the match home, Siano sets up in position to connect with Red as he gets up to his feet, leaping into the air and connecting with an Electric Slide and covering Red for the three and the victory. Winner: Frankie Siano
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